A pet is a wonderful thing to have. It can provide cheer and comfort in some of life's darker moments. However, it is imperative that it is always remembered, a pet is a pet and no more.
It is becoming increasingly apparent that there are women who would use a dog to service their sexual needs, and this poses quite a problem. For, it is upsetting to the psyche of the individual involved to have sexual relations with an animal. Indeed, it is altogether too easy for a person to prevail upon an animal for sexual satisfaction. There is no true psychic communication-it is totally physical.
This is what happened in our story, when a very attractive woman named Joyce decided that she wanted a pet. It was a good thing for her to have an animal for more than one reason, There had been "break-ins" in her neighborhood, and she feared for her life. Her German shepherd could be her "guard," but she carried it a step farther, and got her dog involved with lust, and sex. Soon, she was carrying on with the animal, and didn't want associations with other human beings.
To obtain sexual gratification from human relationships required a lot of give and take. She was too selfish, too confused for such relationships, and decided sex with a dog was good for her. However, too late, she learned it was not an appropriate form of sexual encounter, and much to her regret later on, she learned there was a price to pay for such an encounter. And, the sad part of it was that the price was very steep indeed.
Now, she was confused. She didn't know where to turn, for when her "secret" was discovered, and the mask lifted off her sexual playmate, she was crushed, and her world collapsed.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Lee asked his Aunt Joyce why she had never gotten married. Joyce Collins didn't answer. She just looked at him for a long moment.
"Aren't you going to answer my question?" the boy smiled.
"Yes," Joyce replied, "I've never gotten married because I've never met the man that I would care to marry. I think that's a pretty good reason, don't you?"
"Well, I guess so."
Lee looked at his aunt and wondered. She was a very good looking woman, so good looking in fact, that he felt that he could go to bed with her. Yet, it was evident to him that she didn't care to talk about it. Lee went to bed and his Aunt Joyce followed later.
After the week-end when he had gone back to his home, Aunt Joyce had a lot of time to think. She realized that she was getting older every day. She was twenty-eight years old now, and if she didn't find somebody, she might wind up an old maid. This was a fate worse than death she knew. However, she just couldn't see going out with anybody. It was disgusting. Most of the men that she went with expected sex immediately, and that always disgusted her no end.
For example, there was her office boss, Howard Stevens. Mr. Stevens really got turned on with her, and he was forever suggesting that they go to a motel and make out. She kept having to remind him that he had his wife, Alice, and he ought to think of his wife now and then. However, when she thought of her relative, Lee, asking her if someone wasn't turning on with her, it almost made her wish she could go to a motel with Howard and find out what it was all about.
So, the very next day, when Howard gave her the eye and asked her, "How about that motel?"
"Motel?" Joyce played innocent.
"Why, yes, you remember. I told you that we should go to a motel and shack up. You know, a place where they have those good movies."
"Out of the question," she insisted. "I could never do a thing like that."
"Oh, yes you could," he smiled, "and, baby, I want to be with you. I want to give you all the action you can stand."
"I'm sorry," she told him frankly, "I'm just not interested."
"Well, that's too bad," he said, "because we're missing a lot. As a matter-of-fact, I'll bet nobody has ever gone down on you."
She turned and looked at her boss angrily.
"How dare you talk to me like that?" Joyce spit furiously. "Just because I work for you doesn't mean that you can take such liberties. You ought to be ashamed of yourself."
"I ought to wash my mouth out with soap?" Howard chuckled, as he leaned back in his chair and looked at Joyce.
"It appears some people have no morals," she said.
"That's true," Howard grinned. "But it all depends on how you define moral "
"I am referring to sex," she said.
"Well, I'm not," he said, "sex represents life. It represents love. There's nothing wrong with two people wanting to get together and get a little friction going."
"And your wife. What about her? I'm sure she would appreciate your playing around."
"Why do you have to bring her up every time ? " Howard said tightly.
"Because," she said, "it would hurt me to think I was hurting her."
"You couldn't hurt Alice," he said, "but, baby, what goes on between me and my wife is another story. The thing I want is you."
"That's obvious," she said.
"Well, baby," Howard told Joyce, "if you don't get fucked pretty soon, nobody will want you."
That really got her bitter. At first, she turned away. Then she confronted her boss with an angry slam.
"I've only refused you, Howard, because I didn't think you would know how to take care of me."
"Well, baby, let me assure you I can give you everything. And then some. I've got eight inches and it can go up to eight and a half if I get really turned on."
"You men are so proud of your cock size," she said. "It isn't how long it is, it's what you do with what you've got."
"Well, I do everything. I do it with my tongue, I do it with my prick and, baby, there isn't any act I don't want. I believe in doing everything."
That set Joyce's imagination going. She wondered what he meant by everything.
"Maybe, I'll take you up on it, Howard," she said smoothly. "When are you available?"
"Tonight," he smiled, "right after work. Let's you and I go to dinner. Then, we'll cap it with some nice drinks and maybe go to a topless-bottomless bar so I get my balls itching, and then we'll go to some nice motel."
"My, that sounds like a delightful proposition," she said.
"You'll enjoy it, and it will be good for you, Joyce. Then you won't get so uptight" Joyce looked at him eagerly. "Am I too uptight?"
"Yes, you are. People who get enough fucking don't have to act that way. But people who never get any are nervous and jumpy and edgy."
"You think crawling in bed with you will help the situation?" she asked anxiously.
"I know it," he insisted. "I haven't had any complaints. As a matter-of-fact, I have women who buzz me to ball them. And I get bored. I don't like to do it too many times with the same dame. Variety is the spice of life they say and it's true."
"I hope you're right."
She had a lot of thinking to do. And now she was worried. Worried as all get out.
"You know, baby," Joyce smiled at him, "you really aren't bad looking. How old are you?"
"I don't reveal my age," Howard smiled. "But, baby, let me tell you something, I'm old enough to take care of you. And, what I can't do with my dick, I sure can do with my tongue."
"I've never had a man talk quite this boldly to me," she said, "and I hardly know how to respond. Actually, I think you are a bit revolting and disgusting."
"Well, do you think sex is disgusting?" he asked.
"Well, in some ways, it is," she admitted. "The idea of two dignified people getting on a bed and crawling all over each other, and humping and fucking and sweating and groaning. It's sickening."
"It is rather revolting when you put it that way, Joyce," Howard laughed. "But, baby, that's no way to talk about it. Now, we'd better get back to business. I don't want my secretary, Miss Thompson, to be telling my wife a damn thing."
That made Joyce turn around again.
"Well, so your wife would object," she confronted him.
"What my wife doesn't know, doesn't hurt her," Howard said, letting the chips fall where they may.
"I see. Sneaky Howard. Sneaking out to get his sex on the side. Real nice faithful balls. Well, I'm real proud of you, Howard."
Just then, Miss Thompson sailed in.
"You've got someone out there," she said, "and they've been waiting quite awhile."
"I had some business to tend to," Howard explained to his secretary. "Tell them I'll be right with them."
Miss Thompson gave Joyce a nervous glance.
"I see," she said. "I'll cover for you."
"Well, I'd better get going," Joyce said after she had hustled out of the room.
Howard looked at her. His eyes were penetrating hers.
"You're a beautiful baby," he smiled, "I don't know whether it's because brunettes have always turned me on, or whether it's those breasts or what it is. But, baby, you do something to my juices."
"Do I?" she asked.
"Yes, you do. I've already shot once in my shorts just talking about it and looking at you."
"Isn't that what they call premature orgasm?" she laughed.
"Now, get out," Howard laughed, as Joyce walked out.
He got a kick out of her delicious sense of humor. After the business conference, Howard got to thinking. Maybe, he was making a big mistake. Joyce wasn't the kind to play around. He'd been after her cunt for a long time. And she had been completely uncooperative. Now, suddenly, she was being kind and cooperative. Why? Was it a trick his wife, Alice, was setting for him? This really bothered him. Alice was a wonderful wife. But, she got in the way of the other women. And, this always burned the hell out of him. Why didn't he have a right to do exactly as he wanted to do with any number of women? This was the thing that he felt was so unjust about marriage. Sure, Howard figured it was great to have a regular screw just in case you needed one or got caught short. However, he thought it was terribly disgusting to be confined to the same broad all of the time. Now, however, there was no alternative. He had to go through with it with Joyce. He had propositioned her enough times, and she might be disappointed in his male ego reason.
At the end of the day, Howard went over to Joyce's desk.
"Are you ready, baby?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, "are you?"
She gave him a withering glance which didn't make him very happy. However, at this point she wasn't concerned with making him happy. She was concerned with getting what she wanted.
"All right," he said, "Let's go."
It wasn't going to take much longer now, and she was as eager as she had ever been in her life to have some adventure. They went out to a very nice place for dinner. As they sat there, glancing out the window at the ocean in the distance, Howard looked at her breasts. She picked up his glance.
She asked quickly, "What are you staring at me for like that?"
"Am I staring?" he smiled.
"You certainly are," she told him frankly, "and it makes me nervous."
"Don't be nervous, baby," he told Joyce, "I was just looking at your beautiful breasts."
"Do I have beautiful breasts?" Joyce asked.
"Yes, baby, you do. Nice and beautiful. I can't wait to see them without benefit of clothes."
The waitress came then and Howard quit his talking.
"Did you want something else?" the older waitress asked.
"Yes," Howard made a double pun, "but not right here."
The waitress gave a glance at Joyce.
"I see," she said abruptly. Well, here's your bill."
Handing the bill to Howard, Howard winked at her. He gave her a big tip and together they left. As they went out of the place, Howard suggested, "I think we need some drinks to loosen up. I can see from talking to you that you are not a gal who plays around too much."
"All right," she agreed. "Maybe, some drinks would loosen me up. It hasn't been my custom or my habit to get too involved in sex."
"Pity," he nodded.
She nodded back.
It was becoming more and more obvious to her what was expected of her. And she didn't like it at all. Yet, Howard was so eager that she had to go through with it.
They went to a bar called The Casbah. There they had some drinks and Howard was placing his hand on her thigh.
"Not in this place," Joyce objected.
"Why not, baby?" he smiled. "Now, baby, just relax. It won't be much longer now."
"I need some more liquor," Joyce said.
"Now, baby, don't try to make me think you're a virgin. I know you haven't been a real swinger, but after all, everybody's been fucked."
"I never said I was a virgin," she said, "it just makes me nervous thinking of your wife, Alice."
"Forget her," he laughed. "I have."
"Yes, I imagine you have."
Howard was interested in Joyce. She had a sensitivity that surpassed most of the women that he had ever gotten involved with. She was sort of a mystery to him and he couldn't quite understand what made her tick.
"You know, baby," he smiled, "we can do an awful lot of things together."
"I know," she agreed.
He was getting hotter and hotter about the idea of having sex with her. And then he took her hand and placed it on his cock. As she felt the giant size pecker under his pants, she got hot for it.
"I'm going to give you this. All of it."
"Thanks," Joyce said.
As she thought about it more and more, she became hotter and hotter for sex. And this desire really got to her. Finally, they left the bar and went to the motel. Howard was so eager to have sex with her that he was out of his clothes in a minute or two. His huge dick stood out shiny and ready.
"Well, you certainly don't take long to strip, do you?" Joyce observed.
"No, baby," he grinned at her. "Not long at all. And I can hardly wait to have you."
"Now, look, don't get too horny and anxious," she smiled.
"It isn't that, baby," he said, "I just want to touch you. I've seen those breasts so many times, I can imagine what your cunt would look like. I've just got to touch you."
It made Joyce nervous to have him go on so about her. He was sounding like a raving sex maniac.
"How can I trust you, Howard?" she said, "you sound like you've gone ape."
"You can't trust me when you get your clothes off," he said, "I'm capable of anything. You'll have to watch out for my big toe."
"What do you propose to do with your big toe?" she laughed.
"Baby, in you I'm going to use everything. My fingers, my tongue, my dick, my balls. Everything goes into you."
"And if I object?" Joyce said, with a smile on her face as she began taking off her dress.
"You're not going to object. You're going to love it. I'm going to kiss you all over. I'm going to lick you all over. A body lick. Around the world with tongue. Howard's tongue."
Howard was wiggling his tongue in the air to make his point. Now, she was down to her panties and bra. As Howard looked at her blue lacy panties and her half-cup bra, he got so hard, his body was trembling.
"Is it cold in here?" she said.
"No, baby, it's hot. My balls are aching. And, don't you get me upset. Now, baby, I'm ready."
"I can see that," she smiled.
Grasping the huge shaft, he illustrated his point.
"You're going to get this dick in you in just a moment," he smiled. "In just a moment. Aren't you anxious?"
Joyce played it cool. She was fumbling with her elastic waistband of her panties. She wanted to tease Howard all she could until she pulled them down.
"Yes, baby, yes, you'll get everything."
She didn't have long to wait, for Howard walked over and taking his own hands, grabbed the elastic waistband of her blue panties, tearing them a little as he pulled them off her.
"Snatch," he said. "Gorgeous snatch. Oh, baby, do I love it. Every pussy hair is beautiful. Why does it always form in a triangle like that? Could you answer me that?"
"I have no idea," she said, "I haven't given it much thought."
"Oh, I have, honey," Howard said, "why don't we get on the bed. Let me show you what tongue action is. I bet nobody has ever tongue fucked you."
Joyce didn't want to play innocent. So, she went over to the bed acting as sophisticated as she knew how.
"Now what position do you want me in, Howard?"
"Over my face, baby, over my face. Just lower that sweet ass over my face, and I'll suck on it and lick it and give you some thrills."
"I hope so," she said indifferently. "You've bragged so much, that it would be a great disappointment if you didn't follow through with some really wild action."
"You don't have to worry about me," Howard assured her, "I can really give it to you."
She straddled his face and lowered her buttocks right over his face. Then she pushed. He pushed her up.
"That's too far down, honey," he told her. "You're smothering me."
Now he gripped her ass and brought her down at the level he wanted. He began licking her. She was amazed at how good it felt as he let his hot tongue do its thing. As a matter-of-fact, Joyce had to reach down and toy with herself as the excitement became too great. She toyed with the clit and brought herself a lot of pleasure.
The action that was sustained now was bringing them both great pleasure.
"Oh," she panted excitedly, "that is wild. Keep doing it."
Faster and faster his hot tongue went to town. And when he saw her cunt dripping juice, he moved her forward. Then he gripped her pussy and pulled it apart with one hand while he slid his tongue in quickly. As she felt the swift, slick tongue doing its thing, she turned on.
"Keep it up, baby," she begged. "That's beautiful. Keep sucking. Oh, yes."
She was going out of her mind with delight as Howard went to town with his tongue. She was amazed at what he could do. He could lick it around inside of her like nothing she had ever had before.
"Eat me," she begged frantically. "Eat me Oh. Ah. Yes, baby, yes, eat it. That's beautiful. Now you're doing it. Faster, lover, faster. That's what I want. Oh yes, baby. Eat my pussy."
Suddenly, she felt herself bursting. And as the hot juices flowed down her leg, Howard licked. Howard was a quick licker, and didn't waste anytime in sucking her cunt.
"Oh, baby," he panted excited, "that was beautiful. Really wild."
The hot delight which she was experiencing at this point, eclipsed anything she had ever had before. Howard, indeed, had given her what she wanted. Action, that she couldn't believe.
"Oh, honey," she sighed, as he finished licking. "You're too much."
"Now, baby," he smiled, "it's your turn. And I want it the same way."
"All right, lover."
She lay down breathing heavily and he looked at her great breasts. That was what he loved. Reaching over he gripped them both with his hands and while he squeezed one, he sucked the other.
"Oh, Howard, honey," she moaned in delight, "you really turn me on. Suck that breast. Oh, baby, suck it. Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, baby, like that. Keep it going."
The hot pleasure that she was deriving from this activity increased. Howard knew what he was doing.
"Oh," she sighed excitedly, "I just love that. Keep it going baby, keep it going."
Faster and faster the hot tongue did its thing. And she thought she would go out of her mind with delight as he reached down to play with her pussy while he licked her tits.
"You're a tremendous tit licker," she complimented Howard.
When he had gotten some of the pleasure he wanted from this position, he looked at her eagerly.
"Now, baby, I want you to have the great delight of sucking on my ass-hole."
"I would be honored," she assured him.
Howard had his own idea of how he wanted her to do it for him.
"Baby, I'll guide you as to how I like it. I like to get on my hands and knees. That is a very pleasurable position.
"All right and I'll mount you from behind."
"Precisely," he told her.
Then Howard got on all fours. His buttocks were upended toward her. She gripped his ass-cheeks in her hands. Then, burying her face in Howard's buttocks, she let her hot tongue start licking.
"You catch on quickly," Howard complimented Joyce.
Glancing in the mirror, Howard was getting a lot of pleasure.
"Lick quicker," he told Joyce. "Lick it, baby. Oh yes, prepare for the big stabbing action. I want you to stiffen your tongue in a minute and stab it up the ass-hole. Oh, yes, baby, I love that. Keep doing it. Faster, baby, faster. That's how it's done. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, that's beautiful. Keep doing it. Faster, lover, faster."
She was amazed at what speed she could do it. It was strange when she could sink to such depths of depravity what she could do with herself. She could hardly believe that she would stoop to letting the hot tongue flash up the ass-hole like that. Yet, she was doing it. Faster now and faster, the hot tongue went to town. And she enjoyed it more every second.
"Keep it up, baby," he told her eagerly, "keep doing it. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes."
The wonderful sensations that were flooding her body now eclipsed anything she had ever had before.
"Keep it up, baby," he told her eagerly. "Keep doing it. Faster, baby, faster. Lick it. Lick it. Oh, lick the ass out, now you're doing it."
Howard was pushing back to meet her advancing tongue thrusts and in effect she was using her hot tongue like a small driving penis going forward in its sticky, slick movements. Howard was going out of his mind with delight and wanted her now to pump his prick.
"Play with my peter," he begged her, "that's beautiful. Baby, play with it. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, play with me."
Reaching out she gripped his huge tool and x began playing with it. Howard was delighted and excited as she went to town on his prick.
"Keep it going, baby," he told her excitedly, "that's wild. Oh, yes, do it that way. Faster. Faster, baby."
The hot hand traveled up and down the slick prick in quick movements as her hot tongue jabbed in his ass-hole. She was really enjoying it. And so was Howard. Howard was delighted at what he could get Joyce to do. He knew that in time he could tame her to his will. He could give her mind bending activity that she would follow. It was all a matter of conditioning. Sexual conditioning. He had read about it in books on conditioning and all he did was add sex to the dimension.
"Suck ass, sweetheart," he looked in the mirror excitedly. "Beautiful, baby, now you're licking. Yes, baby, I'll grind my ass around and give you some kicks."
She was amazed how much pleasurable delight was there when he ground his hips around and her hot tongue nearly slid out of his slippery ass-hole.
"Honey, hold on to the ass-cheek with one hand, and pull the meat with the other. That's it, baby. Now, you're doing it. A little acrobatic sex action never hurt anybody."
Joyce was delighted with her achievement. She was developing skill at ass sucking and cock pulling. She thought to herself that she could give it as good as any woman. And she wished that she had a license and a husband to take care of her. Such tremendous activity deserved a lot more than one night stands.
"Oh, suck it," he hissed. "Suck, baby suck."
Howard's voice was low and intense. He was really getting pleasure out of what was happening. He had had sucks, yes. But never with such enthusiasm. Joyce was really a swinger.
"Slide that tongue in there," he panted eagerly. "Yes, baby, yes, that's beautiful. Oh, ah, that's how you do it. Yes, baby, slide the tongue in there. Faster, lover. like that. Oh, ah, yes, lover, yes."
They were really happy now. And, as she went to town with her hand and pumping action, Howard had a fear grip him. He didn't want his juice to spill on the bedsheets. That would be terrible. Instead, he was eager to slide his hot tool in her mouth and watch her suck it. He was eager to watch her cheeks pull in as she sucked.
"Oh, baby," he told her, excitedly, "you are beautiful. You are really beautiful."
The excitement that was surging through her now, was almost more than she could stand.
"I love you, baby," he told her, "I love you. You're really a sweet ass sucker."
It made her happy to hear him speak of love although she knew he didn't mean a word of it. He loved getting his ass sucked. That was it and that was all.
"Eat ass," he panted eagerly, "eat it down there. That's wild baby. Eat that ass. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
The pleasure that was happening now was almost more than he could stand. The hot tongue action, was really something else.
"Oh," he panted, eagerly, "suck. Suck, baby, suck."
He was going to town now with her tongue and pulling his meat at the same time. Now, he knew that he had to have her on his prick.
"Oh, baby, reverse positions. Get down here under my cock. I can stay in this same position, only you can be under me. That'll make it beautiful. You can be grabbing my ass-cheeks while I'm stabbing your face with my dick."
She pulled her tongue out of his ass-hole quickly and moved around to the front of him. Then she reached up and grabbed his ass. It was a strange position to be in. However, she liked the huge cock extended toward her and the dangling balls.
"Beautiful," he told her excitedly, "beautiful."
Faster and faster the hot tongue went to town. And she opened her mouth and licked. Quickly, he got it in there.
"Keep it up," he begged her. "Keep doing it. Yes, baby, yes. Suck it. Suck the cock. That's the way I like it. Keep it going."
Now she was getting it down her throat. And she was loving it. Every second of it.
"Oh," he panted, excitedly, "I love this. Keep doing it baby. Keep doing it."
The hot activity continued as he gripped her with one hand and let her do it. She was enjoying herself every second and as the cunt juice started trickling down her leg, she discovered that she could go off while she was sucking.
"Eat my meat," Howard told Joyce roughly. "Eat it, baby, eat it."
Now he was really enjoying it. And so was she. She was happy to be able to get all of his action.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck the cock off. Yes, baby, that's beautiful. Suck. like that. Harder, honey. Faster. Let me give you a throat fuck."
Now, he went to town. He drove it down her throat and gave her a wild throat fucking.
"Keep it up, baby," he told her excitedly, "keep it up."
The pleasure was enormous and she was getting her charge.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "what a cock sucker you are. You really have it."
It didn't take long for the hot tool sliding down her throat. Now, he was ready to shoot and he did.
"I'm cuming," Howard panted as he gripped her head tightly. "I'm cuming, suck the juice out."
He pulled himself out far enough so that she could get the juice and this was a magical moment for them. As she devoured Howard's cock juice, she made loud sucking sounds. This got him all the more excited.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "this is too wild. I'm really having a ball."
She didn't stop sucking until she devoured his dick. Then slowly she moved back.
"I've got to hand it to you, honey," he told her, "you're really something else. I enjoyed it. Every minute of it."
She was amazed how much pleasure she could derive from this type of activity and suddenly, Howard looked at her and told her, "There are so many things a guy can do with a dame. One thing, I'd like to brush my butt across your breasts. That is always fun."
"Is it?" she demanded.
"You bet it is," he assured her.
Now, he was brushing his ass-cheeks across her firm round breasts. He was enjoying every moment of it.
"Keep it up, baby," he told her, "that's beautiful. Brush your breasts back and forth like that."
As she watched, she saw Howard getting hard again. She knew that he would want another fucking.
"Oh, baby, you see how that excites me."
"How can I help but see it?" she laughed. "Of course, I see."
Now the pleasure was building and building. And she knew it wouldn't be much longer now.
"All right," he agreed, "how about it?"
"I'll give it to you baby," he told her, "and I'll really give it to you good!"
He was playing with her ass with his hands now and she had a pretty good idea of what he meant.
"You want to fuck my ass-hole, don't you."
"I do," he assured her.
It was disgusting to her, but he threw her legs up in the air and with a couple of wadded up pillows under her buttocks, suddenly stabbed her between the ass-cheeks.
"You can't get it up there without something."
Howard spit in his hand and then applying the spit to the head of his own prick, suddenly started thrusting his dick into her.
"Keep it up, baby," he told her. "Keep doing it."
Now he was having his fun. Faster and faster he got his thing going. And she really got a charge out of it.
"Fuck it," he told her quickly, "fuck, baby, fuck."
It "wasn't taking long now and he was really enjoying it. He thrust with a sudden hard jab and rode into her ass-hole all the way. For a second she thought she would split in two.
"You're killing me," she said, "that's awful."
However, she managed to endure the pain.
"You'll get some kick out of it after a while," he assured her, "it takes a little time."
She waited and finally it did feel good.
"You see, your ass has to stretch a little. You've got to get used to it," he smiled as he looked at her.
Then he pressed his lips down on hers and they started kissing.
"Keep it going," he told her, "keep it going. Yes, baby, yes, that's wild. Keep doing it."
Now, he was really giving her everything she could ask for and then some. As he rammed it up her rectum, she could feel the big balls jiggling on her ass. And she liked it.
"Fuck it," he panted, "twist your tail for me, baby. That's beautiful. Twist it."
Now, she kept her ass grinding away and the pleasure increased.
Faster and faster, the hot cock rode into her ass and as she gave him constant pleasure, it became almost more than he could stand.
"Oh," he panted excitedly, "that's too much."
His huge pecker was going in there and she was turning this way and that in sexual delight. She really enjoyed it.
"Oh, honey," he panted, "that's too much."
Waves of delight were sweeping over her as the pleasure increased. She loved him going into her like this. And, he loved doing it. His hands were gripping her ass-cheeks and he was squeezing them.
"I like your ass," he smiled, "it's nice and tight."
"It should be," she assured him, "I've never had it this way before."
"Well, you're lucky," he told her. "Real lucky."
Now, he was really excited and so was she. Ramming it harder and harder, he was bringing himself closer and closer to a scorching climax. She could hardly wait for the hot juice to shoot up her. She wanted to feel it flowing up her ass-hole.
"Oh," she panted, "I love it. Keep going, baby. Keep going."
He was delighted that she was urging him on. This was exactly what he wanted.
"Oh," he panted excitedly, "that's wild, baby. I'll play with your tits."
Bending over, his chest touched her back as his hands reached for her breasts. He massaged both breasts as he rammed in there.
"Grab it," he told her. "Grab that cock. Yes, baby, that's beautiful. Grab that pecker."
She grabbed his cock with her ass muscles and he instantly got a reflex action that almost made him shoot.
"Not so hard, baby," he begged off, "you almost got me there."
She laughed as she told him, "Keep fucking, baby, keep fucking. Faster, faster."
Faster, faster, the hot tool slid in there and the pleasure increased with every thrust.
"Oh," he panted excitedly, "that's too much. Keep it going, baby. Keep it going."
The sensual delight which he was experiencing at this point was surpassing everything he had ever had before.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I love this. That's wild. Keep doing it. Oh yes!"
Suddenly, the hot sperm exploded in her ass-hole. He kept thrusting, as she twisted her tail and milked his prick by grabbing it as her ass muscles clutched at the cock, he shot out some more. He was enthusiastic and satisfied, as he realized what a beautiful screw this girl could be. z "Oh, wow!" he told her, "you are something. I have to sodomize you more often."
"What's that word?" she asked.
"Don't you know?" he asked drilling her hot hole harder.
"No," Joyce said. "Tell me."
"All right," he smiled, "I will. Sodom is a place where everybody was fucking everybody up the ass and that isn't here. So, baby, it's beautiful. You can really enjoy it."
"I guess the people from Sodom had a ball."
"The people of Sodom had many balls," he said.
The hot activity now had reached a climax and he was ready to give her a double header.
"Aren't you going to pull that damn thing out?" she asked.
"Not quite yet, baby," he assured her as he went on grinding and thrusting. "I could make it some more."
"Could you really?" she asked.
"You bet your sweet ass I could," he assured her.
Now he was really turned on.
"Hey, baby," he smiled, "that's beautiful. Ram it back to me and I'll shove it up there. You're going to get a balling like you've never gotten a balling before."
In hard, rapid fire thrusts, Howard was proving a point. He wanted to let her know for sure that he was about the sexiest stud she would ever run in to and as his huge shaft kept drilling her, she believed it.
"Keep going," he begged. "Keep going. Keep doing it."
Joyce kept her ass wiggling for him. She wanted to give him everything and then some. Suddenly, he shot again.
"I'm juicing," he told her excitedly, "I'm cuming. I can't believe it. I'm making it again."
The hot juice shot out. And Joyce could hardly believe it. She ground her hips around one more time.
"Oh," she panted excitedly. "That is wild, baby, that is wild."
The hot juicy pecker meat was giving her all of the action she could ever expect and then some. Now, she was really excited. And so was he. Suddenly, she felt him shooting again. A steady stream of the creamy, sticky stuff.
"I'm cuming again," he told her excitedly. "I'm shooting it off again."
The hot juices shot high into her ass-hole again. She kept her tail twisting and he was more and more stimulated.
"Oh," she panted excitedly, "you're too much, baby. You're too much."
The hot passionate pleasure that they had enjoyed together was almost more than either of them could stand. They were both trembling with delight and now he gripped her tits and thrust hard as he tweaked her breasts.
"You're hurting me, honey," Joyce told Howard.
"I'm sorry, but it is my way of getting a charge."
Joyce didn't appreciate this sadism in Howard one bit. Yet that was the way it was and that was the way he was. She just accepted it.
He pulled it out finally and she relaxed.
"Well, baby," he smiled, "we did have a good time didn't we?"
"You bet," she said. "I really enjoyed it."
Howard flopped over and lay beside her. And as they talked about sex, he laughed.
"You know, I never thought you'd really do it with me. I've waited a long time for you to have sex with me. What triggered all of this?"
"I don't know," Joyce said, lying.
"Oh yes, you do. There's some reason why you suddenly got turned on with the idea."
"Maybe, I just thought that twenty-five, twenty-six is getting too old for a woman. And if you don't get some experience, you never will."
"You're so right," he admitted. "It's wise that you do take advantage of the time. It's important to have fun."
"You better believe it."
The two of them looked at each other and then he went on manipulating her breasts.
"Now don't pinch them anymore."
"They look nice and red when I pinch them."
"Yes, they do. But I don't like it. So, stop it, Howard."
Howard went on laughing and pinching at her nipples.
"Would you like me to pinch your balls?" she asked.
"No, thank you," he said covering his balls protectively.
"Well then, stop pinching my nipples."
Finally, Howard stopped pinching and she was glad.
CHAPTER TWO
Joyce really did feel bad about what she had done. She regretted terribly that she had gone to bed with Howard. And in the following days at the office, she would forgive herself only by telling Alice what she had done. The opportunity did come one day when Alice called at the office.
"You know I'd like to tell you something," she said.
"What is it, Joyce?" Howard's wife asked her.
"It's about your husband," she said.
"What has the old boy been doing?" Alice asked acidly.
"It's something very confidential," she assured her. "It should be talked over in complete privacy. You know what I mean."
"I do, darling," she said, "I would love to get together with you for a little girl-to-girl chat."
"That's what I mean," she said.
"Beautiful," she said. "How would you like to come over for dinner tonight? Howard will be gone. He always goes to one of his men's clubs tonight. And we could have a nice long talk."
"I would never risk it," Joyce said, "what I have to say must be said for your ears alone. If he heard, he might kill me."
"Is it that serious, darling?" she asked.
"I think it is," Joyce assured her.
"Well, I suppose I could make it over to the Four Seasons Restaurant if you want to meet me there."
"Beautiful," she said, "I'll meet you there."
Joyce went back to her work for the rest of the day, and when Howard came over and suggested with a sly smile that they could get together, she said no.
"Look, Mr. Stevens," Joyce said to her boss, "I'm sick and tired of all this sex business. I came here to get a job as a secretary. And if that means crawling into bed with every boss, forget it."
"Look, baby, some places they make a girl go to bed with four or five guys. It's lucky that I'm your boss and I don't try to spread it around."
"Well, you couldn't," she assured him. "I wouldn't stand for it."
"I'm sure you wouldn't," he said, "you have quite a mind of your own."
"Well, I have to," she assured him. "I have to. A girl these days has to protect herself. You don't know what it was like in college. All of those lecherous young males asking you to go to bed with them or they wouldn't date you. It really was disgusting. That's probably why I'm not married now. But I don't regret it, damn it."
"Oh, yes you do," Howard chuckled. "I know you do. I've never seen a girl who was more anxious for marriage than you."
"You're just trying to say that to lure me into bed with you again. Well, forget it. Your Psychology One tricks won't work. It's over."
"All right," he said, "then maybe I will have to find me a secretary who will. Because, I'm not going to let my balls suffer because of you."
"That's a nice way to put it," she snapped defiantly. "Because I'm good to you, this is what I get. A kick in the ass."
"Well, baby, I was willing to give you a suck in the ass. But you want to give me the kick."
"All right, another time. But not tonight. I have a very important date tonight."
"That's too bad. Say, I've got an idea."
"What do you mean?" she said indignantly.
"Why don't we all get together?" Howard smiled at Joyce. "I wouldn't be adverse to a three-way."
"A three-way?" she said angrily. "You mean you're asking me to get involved in an orgy?"
"Now, don't act so surprised," Howard said, "orgies are going on all the time. And they have been .for thousands of years."
"Well, you go along with the orgy without me," she said angrily, "I wouldn't be involved in a debacle like that."
"Little Miss Moral," he said, "well, baby, forget it. If you're going to act uptight about every suggestion I have to make, I'm not interested either."
Howard stormed into his office. As she looked after him, she realized that she had been making a fool of herself. For even though they had been whispering, there were ears listening to practically everything they were saying. Immediately, a secretary walked over to her and said tartly, "Trouble?"
"Get out of here," Joyce said, "it's none of your business."
"Well, baby, the way you two were broadcasting it, it's everybody's business now."
Joyce was so upset she could hardly work for the rest of the day. She wished she could call the date off, but she had made a date and she was going to go through with it if it was the last thing she ever did: She wished that she was married. She would love to be married to a handsome, young attorney. Or a good looking doctor. Then life would be easy for her. However, she realized it wasn't that way. Instead, she was just going with an executive that liked to have sex and that was it. It really made her feel rank and rotten. Other women were getting everything. They were getting furs, they were getting Cadillacs and Mark IV's. And she was getting the shaft. She was sick of it. She had come to New York hoping that things would be better than back in her home. She was from Indiana, and a small farming community. Back home, she knew what her parents would think. They would disown her for carrying on the way she had been. She despised the dull life that was there, and she was delighted with the opportunity that she had to come to New York. She had determined that she was going to enjoy New York to the utmost. And she was enjoying it. However, when she met up with a boss who wanted sex, and insisted upon it his way, it really got her uptight. It was a dead-end street and she knew it. After she had told Howard's wife, Alice, she figured she might as well forget everything.
It was sickening and revolting to her. The whole mess. Yet, she knew what she had to do. And she was going to do it. It always seemed as if there was something hanging over her head. Something that was making it impossible for her to live. Yet, she knew she shouldn't think of it that way. She was worried and angry when at last she got off work. She was annoyed with herself at having had made this date with Alice. She knew it would only spell trouble. Yet, she thought it was her duty to do it. Perhaps it was her upbringing. She was surprised when she met Alice. What a sunny looking girl she was. She was also a brunette. This amazed and amused her. Apparently, Howard liked women who looked like she did.
"It's true," Alice said, "at first I thought I would never go with you. But, when you talked on the phone, I knew that I should go with you and take a firmer stand about what my husband has been doing to me."
"Well, I'm happy to be with you, dear," she said quickly, glad finally she had come.
"I want you to tell me the truth," Alice said, "I want you to tell me everything that bastard did. Don't hold back on a thing. It's disgusting what he's done to me and, baby, I want you to do what is right."
"I will," she said, "I will tell you everything. You know Howard is quite a nice man. Actually, I've got a crush on him. For weeks I was hoping he would ask me out. And then he finally did."
At that point Alice said, "I think we'd better have dinner first. I think some food in my stomach would help and plenty of liquor."
They ordered a steak. And then they had their drinks after dinner. Then, Alice asked her, "Now, go ahead, tell the truth."
"I will, Mrs. Stevens," she said tightly. "I don't like to have to tell you this but he took me to a motel. And, I had a wild sex orgy with him."
"Tell me what he did to you, darling," Alice insisted.
This was where she drew the line. It was embarrassing and humiliating to her to have to talk about the intimate details of what they had done.
"Couldn't we skip the details?" she asked.
"I'm sorry," Alice said, "but I would like to know everything. It would set my mind at ease."
"I don't quite understand, Mrs. Stevens," she said, "I don't see how this would set your mind at ease."
"May I call you Joyce?" Alice asked.
"Of course, Mrs. Stevens."
"You don't have to call me Mrs. Stevens. Just Alice. All right, I wonder if he's been neglecting me. I know that I haven't been able to get orgasms with him anymore and I think a lot of the reason is his fault. I know that men do an awful lot of things with women nowadays. Oral sex, for example. And, if my dear husband would use a little of his tongue action on me instead of some of the other dames around the office, maybe I wouldn't have these guilt feelings about being a frigid wife."
"Are you frigid?" Joyce asked before she thought what she had said.
"That's a fins question," Alice said indignantly. "Of course I'm not frigid. Do I look frigid?"
"Well, you can't tell about things like that," Joyce said, "from all I've read and heard, it's in the mind."
"Well, don't believe it, baby," she said, "when you've got a hot tongue sliding up there you can do an awful lot you didn't know you could."
"Hasn't he ever loved you like that?" Joyce asked.
"Judging from that question, I presume he has with you."
"Now, don't get angry, Mrs. Stevens," she said.
"And don't call me Mrs. Stevens," Alice insisted. "Call me Alice."
"All right, Alice," she said, "if you want the truth, I'll tell you everything. That son-of-a-gun really rammed his tongue up my ass-hole. Up my . ant."
"Forgive me," Alice said, "my stomach."
Alice was clutching at her stomach.
"Well, you said you wanted the truth so I'm telling you the truth."
"You mpan my Howard did all of that to you ? " she asked angrily.
"It really is disgusting. I don't know what's coming of the world. People doing things like that."
"Well, it is disgusting," she agreed. "But you couldn't stop him. I had never heard of anyone doing all that. Actually, it was revolting to me. I didn't like having my tongue in his either."
"Don't tell me you did it to him," Alice said angrily. "You mean he got you to debase yourself like that?"
"I'm sorry, he did," Joyce admitted. "Because after all, I'm only a woman and he's much stronger than I am."
Alice's eyes gleamed as she thought about possible repercussions.
"Well," she said, "I have an idea that we could make the bastard pay for it."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well, if he forced you to do things that you didn't want to do, that is rape. Isn't it?"
"Well, you might say so," Joyce said, "I really don't know. I haven't studied it."
"Well, you should. You really should. Because you might have a case against Howard."
"Well, Alice," Joyce continued, "don't you want to protect your husband?"
"I should say not," she said, "I want to make him pay for his fling. It really burns the hell out of me. To think of the things that that man has done to me."
"I don't blame you. There isn't any fate that I wouldn't wish for him."
"It sounds like you hate him," Joyce said. "And hate is a bad emotion."
"I don't hate him, honey," Alice laughed, tossing her head back. "I love him. That's why I'm going to make him realize I exist."
"You are an unusual dame, aren't you?" she smiled.
"Not necessarily unusual," she said, "but determined. A lot of the dames feel as I do. When they have someone pull a trick like this, they just don't forgive them quickly."
"Well, I don't blame you," she said, "if you really love him and he's two-timing you, you have every right to get even with him."
"I certainly do," she said, "Howard doesn't hold anything sacred. We had marriage vows that we took. And I don't believe that has any meaning in his life. It really burns the hell out of me when I think back."
"Think back?" Joyce asked Alice.
"Yes," she said, "it really does get me uptight. You see I had many opportunities. There were a lot of men who really loved me. I was a gorgeous young woman and won all kinds of beauty contests. And it was my sincere hope that some way, some how, I would be able to have a beautiful life with Howard. But it hasn't worked out like that at all."
"I guess not," she said, "I guess not. You thought that it was your chance at heaven. And he gave you hell."
"Precisely," she said. "And I've had a change of heart since he's been playing around. He told me I was his sweetheart. But, from what I've learned of the girls at the office, every girl there is his sweetheart. And, the vile things that he will make them do."
"Have you ever done any of those things for him?" she asked.
"I should say not," she told her, "I wouldn't think of it."
"Actually, you ought to be eager to help him have sex the way he-likes it now and then."
"Forget it," Alice told her. "I would never do those things."
"But, really," Joyce explained, "there's nothing wrong with oral sex."
"Well, I've never stuck my tongue in anybody's you-know-what."
"I have," Joyce informed her politely, "and, baby, there's nothing wrong with it. It really is all in the mind. Of course, a little booze helps."
"They don't make the kind of booze that would get me to do things like that," she said. "You can believe me."
"I do believe you," she said.
There was no doubt in "her mind about the fact his wife was furious.
"Look," she said, "don't you feel disgusted with yourself?"
"You said a mouthful," Joyce admitted. "I really am ashamed of myself. It isn't right to do things like this. But, I don't think it's right for you to deny your husband the sex he wants either."
"When it's demented like he wants," she said, "it is. I would never agree to going along with this type of thing."
"Honey," she said, "you would be surprised what it takes to make a man happy. He'll never be happy if you just do what you want to do. After all, a woman has one way of looking at it and a man has another."
"Tell me," Alice said, "it might surprise you what I've had to do to get happiness in my life."
"Well, no," she said, "nothing would surprise me."
When she had said that, Alice looked directly into Joyce's eyes.
"Are you sure nothing would surprise you?"
Immediately, Joyce shook her head and shrugged.
"Positively nothing would surprise me," she said.
Then Alice told her, "I would like to take you home with me, honey. You know you've been walking down the primrose path too long. You ought to get around and live a little."
"Maybe, you're right."
"You're a magnificent doll," she told her, "but you're just a heartbeat away from real trouble. It would have to be you."
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"Plenty. I really don't like to go into details here. Why don't we go to my place?"
"I'm afraid your husband will be home," she said.
"Don't worry," Alice assured her. "You're not going to be put in any tight spot. No twist of fate is going to bring Howard home tonight. I happen to know he's out with a woman that he's been dating for quite some time. I have my spies."
"I guess you have to when you have a dream-boat like that, don't you?"
"Dreamboats are nice, but they're always getting into monkey business. It's fine when they're not married. But when they are, they better watch out."
"When they have a wife like you, Alice."
"Well, baby, your confession endeared you to my soul. If there's anything I believe in it's telling the truth. And I appreciate the fact that you have the courage to tell me the truth, the whole truth."
"Well, thank you," she said, "I appreciate that. But maybe I'll pass up the invitation tonight."
"No," Alice insisted, "I want you to come to my place. I want to talk to you about some things sexually that have been bothering me. You've confided in me plenty. And, I'm willing to confide in you. As a matter-of-fact, baby, I need someone to confide in."
"Oh, no," she said, "I just don't believe I could."
It was bothering her no end as she thought about it. Yet, she was ready.
"Are you ready?" Alice asked, as she got up and started to leave the restaurant.
"Yes," Joyce agreed.
Together the two women walked out of the restaurant.
"You want to follow me in your car?" Alice asked.
"All right," she agreed.
She felt she was traveling a dangerous path by going to her boss' home. All that would have to happen was for him to find out that she had revealed everything to his wife. She had no idea what he might do in his rage. There was no doubt in her mind that she was doing the right thing, however. Even if it meant her job. She wanted to make atones for playing around.
When she finally got to the suburban area where her boss lived, she was amazed. Apparently, the Stevens had done quite well. It was a beautiful home on the side of a hill. Ivy covered the lawn, and geraniums were in flower boxes in front of the house. Old fashioned Georgian pillars framed the front porch.
"What a lovely place," Joyce remarked as she got out of her car in the circular drive in front of the pillars.
"It's home," Alice shrugged.
She went into the house and a big dog bounded up to them.
"Well, who is that?" she smiled.
"That, dear, is Redford. Isn't he beautiful?"
"Why, yes," she said, "he is beautiful. What kind of dog is that?"
"Redford is a German shepherd."
"Oh, he's beautiful."
They talked a moment more and then Alice said, "I really have to have a drink. I usually don't drink this much but hearing all that you've told me tonight forces me to have another one."
"Go right ahead."
"You'll join me, of course."
"Oh, all right, Alice," Joyce agreed.
Together the two women started drinking. And for a moment Alice acted delighted. It was almost as if she had no feeling about what her husband was doing.
"I should think you'd be mad as hops thinking of what dear Howard is doing at this very moment."
"Howard is superficial and confused," she said, "it's just incomprehensible to me how he can act this way. I used to have so much sympathy for him. But, indeed, I shouldn't give him any sympathy. He doesn't deserve anything. He deserves a divorce."
"You can say that again," Joyce commented.
"However," she said, "I don't want to make it easy. I want to make it as rough and tough as I know how. And, baby, I'll reward you if you'll cooperate with me."
"Cooperate?" she asked.
"Yes, darling. Cooperate. I need you to go to court and stand up there and tell the truth about what a bastard he is."
"You really are angry, aren't you," she said.
"Yes, I am. And I have every right to be angry at the bastard."
"That you do dear."
The two women could agree on that. And then Alice revealed her secret.
"I would never tell hardly anybody this," she began, "but I'll tell you. Perhaps, I needed to tell somebody. Anyway, darling, here it is. You see that beautiful dog, Redford. Well, Redford and I are in love."
She called over for Redford.
"Redford, baby, come over here."
The great dog came over to where she was. She threw her dress up and her panties down, and Redford started sniffing.
"You see, baby, this is what I've had to do. Keep your eyes open and watch. This is all I've had. I would have to sleep at night and I couldn't get to sleep. And this beautiful dog meant so much to me. One night at a moment when I thought I was going out of my mind when I wanted love so badly, I felt his nice soft nose nuzzling next to me. And, my aching body just drifted over to him. And the poor darling went down and started licking. When I realized he wanted to eat my pussy, I helped him. I parted my lips like so."
To her shock, chagrin and horror, Joyce was watching now. She was watching a spectacle so depraved, so debauched and demented, that she could hardly believe her eyes. But, Alice was happy. Apparently, she was gaining great delight and satisfaction out of telling someone. Apparently, this had weighed heavy on her mind and she was using her girl friend as a psychological release.
Joyce was scarcely able to keep her eyes open. It just seemed like a terrible thing to her. The poor darling, she thought to herself. She looked so tired. So nervous.
"Now, what do you think of me?" Alice asked. "Do you hate me?"
Joyce shook her head. She realized that the girl had a self-destructive side to her. And she wanted to help her out of her predicament.
"Look, honey," she said, "this is some kind of kick you want. You're in no moral danger. Go ahead. Don't let him bother your conscience."
But it did bother her conscience. It did upset her mind.
"Watch the way he licks," Alice said writhing about on the sofa.
"He-likes it doesn't he?"
"Apparently, he does," Joyce nodded.
It was obvious that she was deriving great satisfaction from this type of pleasure and, Joyce couldn't help but appreciate her straight forward sexual admission. She wasn't beating about the bush. She was telling the truth.
"Go ahead and lick it," she told the big dog, Redford. "Lick it, darling, lick it."
The dog licked vigorously. And she was really excited.
The dog's hot tongue was licking away now and she was amazed because she was getting some stimulation from watching her. And instantly, Alice sensed this.
"This is pretty great, isn't it?" she smiled.
"Sorry," Joyce said firmly, "but this is not my thing. It's not my hang-up. To each his own."
"Listen to me," Alice insisted, "it means a helluva lot for you to listen to me. I don't want my mixed up husband to hear about it. But I want you to watch. Watch me. Either you give me your opinion that it's right or I'll feel like killing myself."
Joyce shrugged her shoulders. She didn't know what to say now. She laughed.
"Are you laughing at me?" Alice said angrily.
"Oh no, honey," she said, "it looks delicious. It really does."
Joyce winced at her lies and then she felt pain.
"And you can have him do it to you next, honey," she said quietly. "Redford is a fantastic dog. It's not perverted. It's all right."
"Yes, it's all right."
The innocent eager way that Alice said this made her see the dilemma that the girl was in. Apparently, the obsession to have sex had grown and flourished when her husband was out with other women and somehow Joyce felt as though she had been a part of her perversion. Something that had pulled her to the dog's tongue. However, as she watched the great dog's hot tongue licking her pink clitoris, she became eager for it too.
"Doesn't that tongue turn you on?" Alice grinned.
"It does look marvelous," Joyce agreed.
Then, when Alice suddenly juiced, the dog went to town. His hot tongue lashed away industriously, as he sucked all the juices out of her vagina.
"He-likes you a lot," she observed.
"I know he does," she said. "Isn't it wild!"
The two women looked at each other. And then, when Alice had finished with Redford, she said, "Now pull down your panties and let Redford lick your cunt."
"Oh, I couldn't do anything like that," she insisted. "I really couldn't."
"You never know until you try," she said eagerly. "And, baby, I assure you, you'll love it."
"All right," she agreed.
And then, suddenly, she felt Alice moving over to her tenderly putting her arm around her. And soon she was giving her a gorgeous wet lipped kiss. Their red, full women's lips quested hungrily. Their wet, trembling tongues mingled hotly in their eager mouths.
"Oh, baby," Alice said, "I didn't mean to, darling. But I had to."
Now she was eagerly caressing her face.
"And, baby, I want to go forward. I want you to have that beautiful tongue of Bedford's in your twat."
Her fingers were probing her down there in her hot narrow slit. She was feeling the fingers of her hot fleshy hole. Finally, she pulled her panties down and exposed her pussy. Then, as she got a sight of the moist pink cavern, she descended herself to it and started licking. Instead of giving the dog a chance at her twat, she was licking furiously. This surprised Joyce no end. She thought she might have been a dog fucker but she never knew she was lesbian.
Suddenly, the hot tongue stabbing away in her vagina box got her so hot, she was starting to trickle. As the hot juices went down her vagina, the girl licked them off.
"Oh, darling," Joyce panted excitedly, "you don't know how much I love this. Oh yes, baby, yes, keep loving me. That's what I dig."
It was a fantastic moment of pleasure in erotic delight for her. She could hardly stand it.
"Oh, suck my pussy," she moaned eagerly, "suck me there. Oh yes, lick me there, lover, lick my cunt."
Faster and faster the hot tongue went to town. The pleasure was almost more than she could stand.
"Oh, baby," she gasped eagerly, "that's beautiful. Keep doing it. Keep doing it, love."
Now, she was going out of her mind with delight.
"Suck it," she told her, "suck it baby, oh yes, suck it."
This was it. The beautiful pleasure that was tormenting her now was almost more than she could stand. Suddenly, she knew she was going to juice. And she reached down to hold the woman's head over her slot. This .was the biggest surprise of all. She had no idea that she would get so stimulated that she would hold her down there.
"Oh," she panted excitedly. "That's too much." The hot sensuous delight that she was experiencing now surpassed anything that she had ever had before in her life. She was going out of her mind.
"Oh," she panted, "I love it. I love it, baby: I love it."
Alice took this opportunity to lick her vagina and the dog stood by for seconds. When Alice took her tongue out of her twat, she noticed the dog and laughed.
"Redford is going to be boiling angry with me," she said. "He was hot for you baby. You don't mind if a dog laps up what's left, do you?"
"Oh no, baby," she smiled, "Let him go right ahead."
That was the opportunity that she had. Then soon the dog was doing his thing.
"Suck it," she told Redford, "suck it baby, suck my pussy. Oh, lap it up. Lap it up. That's beautiful, baby. Keep licking. That's what I dig. Lick my cunt. Lick it. Lick it."
Faster and faster the hot dog's tongue twirled around inside of her moist mound. To her surprise the quivering flesh was ready to juice again. She could not remember climaxing so quickly before. Apparently, this was her bag too.
"Suck that pussy," she told the dog. "Suck it, baby, suck it."
The dog industriously tongued her. And the hot action continued. She was getting so upset now that she could hardly stand it.
"Eat it," she told him, "eat it. Eat it, baby, eat it."
Now, the dog went to town and she juiced. As she gushed in her third climax, she marveled.
She ran her fingers through the dog's hair. The dog didn't quit licking until he had finished licking. Once she was drained, he moved away and then Alice held her arms around her.
"Oh, baby, you don't hate me, do you?" Alice asked eagerly.
"Hate you?" Joyce asked. "I love you dear. That bastard has made you what you are."
"What does that mean," Alice asked abruptly.
"Oh, it doesn't mean anything bad, darling," she assured her. "You're so beautiful. You're beautiful all over. You have a beautiful soul."
"Do I?" Alice asked.
"Oh, yes, baby, you really do."
Now the two women were looking at each other strangely.
"You know Redford is looking at you like he doesn't want to come back to me," Alice laughed.
"Redford will be loyal, darling."
"I don't know about that," Alice said looking off vaguely. "All males are a little bit faithless. The only thing that they are faithful to is their pecker."
"Isn't that the truth," Joyce had to agree with her.
"Honey," she said, "why don't you get a dog?"
"That wouldn't be a bad idea."
"You know they aren't real expensive. And, baby, they can bring you so much pleasure. As a matter-of-fact, I know a lot of women right here in New York who insist on sporting dogs instead of husbands."
"You've got to be kidding," Joyce laughed.
"Well, I can see that in many ways, dogs are better than husbands. Actually, I think you can trust them more. And if you keep them clean and tidy, there doesn't have to be anything revolting about them."
"Revolting?" Alice said. "Darling, there's nothing revolting about him. As a matter-of-fact, I'll tell you a secret."
"Well, what honey?"
"I've performed oral sex on Redford."
"You have," she asked.
"Yes, darling. And I just loved it. I loved having a chance to show him how beautiful sex can be. And you know, he loves having his cock sucked."
"I suppose he would," she agreed.
"Would you like to watch a demonstration?" Alice laughed.
"Would you give me one?" Joyce said.
"Of course, I would, baby."
She went down there and began stroking Red-ford's prick. The longer she stroked it, the harder it became. Soon, the prick was ready for action.
"Honey," she said eagerly, "I want to have you really do your thing. I want to watch" you suck it."
Now, Joyce was treated to the sight of watching Alice grab the dog's huge shaft and slip it into her mouth and start sucking.
This got her so excited that she walked over and began massaging the dog's big balls. The balls began swelling as she massaged them. It was indeed an erotic sight.
"Suck Redford's cock," she told her excitedly. "Suck his big joint. Yes, baby. Suck that big dick. Oh yes, that's beautiful."
Now, she was being treated to a strange sight. The dog's shaft was sliding down her throat.
"Keep sucking him," Joyce told Alice, "suck the dog's prick. Suck it. Oh yes, eat that. Eat that dog's prick. It's wild. Suck it. Yes, baby, suck. That's it. Keep doing it. Faster, baby, faster. Keep doing it."
Faster and faster her mouth traveled over the dog's dong. And indeed she did enjoy watching.
"Keep it up, baby," she told her excitedly. "Keep it going. That's it. Faster. Faster."
Now she was getting a lot of pleasure. And Alice was getting it rammed down her throat. In a second or two the dog's balls shot. Interestingly enough, Joyce had her hands on the big dog's testicles the moment they exploded. And she was amazed as she felt the juice shooting from the balls through the penis. She wished that she could have been on the receiving end of the juice. It would be indeed a delicacy. However, Alice was there before her and she watched Alice's mouth sucking and her cheeks pulling in as she devoured the dog's cock juice.
"Suck the juice out of that prick," she told her, "suck it. Suck it, baby."
It was really something else and they got a big charge out of it. Now, they were going to town. And, it appeared she was going to get a double header. The dog's dick continued thrusting and sure enough there was more juice in there. This disgusted Joyce. She thought it wasn't fair for Alice to take seconds and not give her any. She pushed Alice and nudging her, Alice caught on. Alice nodded but she didn't slip her mouth off the penis. A moment later, however, she did. That made Joyce so happy. It gave her a chance to slurp the dog's juice. Immediately, Alice put the girl, Joyce, on the dog's cock. She let her finish it.
"That's beautiful, baby," Alice said. "You catch on quickly. Now, honey, you get going. Do your thing on his prick. Yes, baby, suck it. Suck the dog's dick. That's it. Oh, Redford is just crazy about you. Watch the way he drives it into you. Oh, ah, it makes me feel like juicing. Finger my snatch while he's doing it to you."
Reaching over, Joyce found herself engaged in sex with a woman. She could hardly believe she was doing what she was doing. But she was doing it. Her fingers were flicking in and out of Alice's pussy. And Alice was going out of her mind with delight.
"Oh," Joyce panted, "this is fun. Oh, Alice, this is really fun. I enjoy this. Oh, baby, I can do it."
Suddenly, the idea seized her that she could go down there too. Why couldn't she lick a woman? The dog had done it to her. And her husband had done it to her. Why shouldn't she? This thought haunted her until she got down there and buried her face over her mound. Quickly, she let her hot tongue lash away. She went to town in fast rapid strokes. And she was enjoying it. Every second of it.
"Oh," she panted as she let her tongue lap. The quick darting movements of her tongue brought her there. And, she got her first taste of pussy juice. She lapped it up greedily, sucking it. And when Joyce had finished, Alice was getting the juice in the dog's dick.
Now, it was over.
"Oh, baby," she panted excitedly. "What a time we've had."
The two women looked at each other.
"There are so many things that we can do, darling. You must stay overnight. You must."
"I couldn't stay here," Joyce warned her, "if your husband ever came home there might be murder."
"You're so right, baby," she said, "I'll go over to your place."
"But where can you say you are?"
"I can leave a note and say I went to be with my sister. My sister will always cover for me."
"I hope she will tonight."
"Don't worry, darling. She will. I'll just pack a few things that we can use for our sex and we'll have a ball."
She meant what she said for moments later she was packing her dildos and various other devices that she was going to use obtaining sexual satisfaction. And then she called her sister and asked her.
"Florence, would you care if you covered for me?"
She smiled and then she thanked her. She hung up the phone and walked over and wrapped her arms around Joyce.
"I'm so happy that Florence will accommodate me. She is a darling. I'll have to have you meet her sometime."
"Is she like you?" Joyce asked.
"A little on my order," Alice giggled. "She used to do a bottomless number at a club. But they stopped bottomless performers a few weeks ago."
"That's too bad," she said.
"Well, Florence ought to be happy. She was getting her ass pinched so much she would have a real sore ass if she kept it up much longer."
"Well, I don't envy her," she said. "It would be awful to have all those lecherous, dirty old men looking at you with those lustful eyes."
"I know what you mean," she said, "those dirty old men are so disgusting. All they want to do is stick their nose in your cunt. I guess it's because they've had so much to drink they're impotent."
"I guess that's it," Joyce said shaking her head in despair and disgust.
The two girls left the house and they didn't take the dog with them. Redford felt left out but she couldn't help it. He was left to guard the house. They went in separate cars and Alice had a little difficulty following Joyce. Joyce was a rather erratic driver on the freeway. Once she almost lost her. She was so thankful that she didn't, however, when she turned off at her freeway turn off. She followed her directly to her apartment and parked on the street near her parking place. Then the two girls got together and went up to the apartment. Alice commented favorably on her attractive apartment.
"You've got a nice place here, kid," she smiled.
"It's not bad. Not as good as the pad you have."
"But, look what I've had to do to get it," Alice said. "Live with that good for nothing."
CHAPTER THREE
After all of the wild excitement that they had had a little while before, the girls decided that they would have some more fun.
"I would love to stick my dildo up your cunt," Alice told Joyce.
"That would be fun," she said.
However, Joyce was beginning to have some guilt about what they were doing.
"Wouldn't Howard go wild if he knew that we were screwing each other," she asked her girl friend.
"Howard would kill us, honey. That's why it was really good we got out of our place."
"We were taking a big chance, weren't we?" she said.
"Yes, we were. But all life is danger and chance, isn't it?"
"Well, I guess when you put it that way, it really is, baby."
Now, the girls were looking at each other. And then, Joyce said, "I don't think I can have any more to do with you, dear. Don't take it personally, but I really feel guilty. Guilty as hell."
"You shouldn't, darling," she insisted. "We've done nothing wrong."
"Maybe, not in your eyes but in the eyes of an awful lot of people. They would think that we are crazy or something."
"We're not crazy at all," she said. "We're just in love and there's nothing wrong with love. Nothing wrong at all."
"I'm afraid it's a warped way of making it. Have you ever been in those bars where women go?"
"No, and I don't intend to. I consider myself above such things. When I find a lovely person like you, I just make out."
"I see," she said, "then it's not a regular thing with you?"
"Not at all, darling. After all, I'm married. And, I do have my dog lover. So, you see, having women is just another form of sex. You might say I'm triple gaited. Husband, dog and you."
"Oh, I'm flattered," Joyce said. "How do I rate? Am I above or below the dog?"
"I'll thank you not to make any digs about Redford. I'm crazy about Redford. But I'm also very fond of you, baby. Now if you'd just take off your clothes, I'll show you something."
"Can't we skip it?" Joyce pleaded.
"No, baby, I want to stick this dildo up you. You will just love it. Actually, baby, it works just as good as a man's thing."
"I don't believe it," Joyce insisted. "A dildo couldn't be as good as a man's prick."
"Well, the one I have is, honey. It's fantastic. Let me show you."
Suddenly, she pulled a strange looking plastic thing out of the carton she had with her.
"Oh, what in the world is it?" Joyce said in alarm.
"It won't hurt you, honey. It's a big, black prick. You see, some women are turned on with black peckers. And so, they made some black. I thought it was a real novel idea."
"It looks immense."
"It's a marvelous replica of a black athlete's cock. It really is something else."
"Strap it on," Joyce insisted. "I want to see how you look with it on."
"Baby, shouldn't we be in the bedroom for these activities?" Alice smiled.
"Yes, you are so right. We'll go to the bedroom."
Together the two women went to the bedroom and eagerly Alice slid out of her clothes. When she stood there stark naked, Joyce began getting turned on. Suddenly, she realized that the bosoms were beautiful. She had ignored the idea ever of turning on with another woman's tits. But the moment that she had a chance to look at Alice's gorgeous breasts, she was turning on and then some. Now, with that big plastic pecker attached to her, she was something else.
"You've got everything, honey," she said, "you've got tits and you've got a prick. Oh, honey, I think it's so wonderful to feel a woman's soft flesh pressing against your tits."
"Yes, baby, these knockers are marvelous, aren't they?"
Moving toward her with the huge black pecker, Alice practically pulled the clothes off Joyce. When Joyce was standing naked before her, she was really excited. Both girls looked into each other's eyes and Joyce dreamily smiled as she tugged her closer.
"You see baby, there are so many things we can do. For example, I'll just brush my tits against yours, and you'll see what'll happen to your nipples." .
She went to work and began brushing her breasts across her girlfriends. Soon Joyce felt herself hardening. It was amazing how quickly the nipples became erect and hard. "See."
"Yes baby, I do see. My nipples are hard."
"Of course they are darling. They're ready for action. And don't you ever be ashamed of it. This is the way it was meant to be. Sex. Love. It's all one and the same. Just because we are of the same sex baby, don't let that stand between us. We have this gorgeous black plastic prick to take care of anything we don't have. But more than that baby, we have something that no man or woman could ever have, a strange psychic closeness."
As the brainwashing act continued, Joyce was falling for it. Joyce went over to the bed and spread her legs as if she were inviting a man to stab his tool into her cunt.
"You want it now, don't you baby?" Alice smiled confidentially.
"I do baby. I do. I want it so bad I can taste."
"You'll probably get that chance too," she said.
Now, she slowly slid the black tool into her girlfriend's twat. Eagerly, Joyce gripped her buttocks cheeks. She loved the feel of her body. She loved it when the hard pecker came into her.
"Clutch that," she told her quickly, "clutch that in your cunt. Yes baby yes."
Faster and faster, the plastic pecker went into her. And she loved it, every fabulous second of it became more and intriguing and exciting to her.
"Oh, love me, baby," Joyce begged, "Love me. Oohhh, aahhh, yes darling yes, that's what I want. Faster, faster baby. Oh keep it up. Oh baby, don't ever stop. Love me. Love me darling. Love me.
The enormous delight that the girl felt as the other woman pressed her dildo into her, was amazing. It was even more exciting than when she had sex with her husband, Howard. She loved the feel of the breasts crushing against her. And the other girl pressed her lips against hers. Soon, they were locked in love.
"Fuck me," Joyce demanded quickly, "fuck me darling, fuck me. Fuck me faster."
Faster and faster her girlfriend thrust into her. It was almost more than she could stand. Soon, she was perspiring, and her body was trembling.
"Oh, I just love this," she panted excitedly, "it's beautiful. I love it."
Faster and faster, the hot plastic penis drove into her. It was as if she were being ridden by a man. Now, she knew what sex was all about.
"Oohhh," she gasped eagerly, "I love this. Fuck me. Fuck."
Now with her cunt muscles clasping at this tool, she was really getting turned on.
"Ooohhh," she sighed excitedly, "that's too much. Keep fucking me. Faster, baby, faster. Oh yes, fuck. Fuck baby."
Now she was going out of her mind with joy. It was indeed an experience, that she had waited for.
"Keep it up," she told her, "keep going. Oh yes, keep going."
This was it. Wild, fast fucking.
"Oohhh," she gasped eagerly, "fuck. Fuck baby, Fuck."
The hot delight that she was experiencing now eclipsed all of her previous experiences. And Alice was eager to teach her everything.
"You know what a man-likes when he's fucking honey? You know what Howard loves. He loves to have you grab his ass. Well, baby, grab my ass. Feel of it. Slide a finger up my ass-hole. That's what I want. Yes baby, yes. Do it baby, do it."
Reaching back, she gripped her girlfriend's buttock cheeks and as she did so, she parted them gently, sliding a finger into her ass-hole. This indeed excited her.
"Oohhh," Alice panted, "that's beautiful. Fuck my ass-hole honey. Now you're doing it. That's what I dig. Oh fuck my ass-hole."
Faster and faster, she pumped the finger into her. And the more she pumped, the more pleasurable it seemed to her.
"Oohhh," she gasped eagerly, "I love this. I love it baby. I love it."
Now, she was going out of her mind with pleasure and delight.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me baby. Fuck me!"
Indeed, Alice did drill into her. She had never had a better fuck. And now she was really going to town. She liked the sensations that a man would derive from being on top of a woman. She liked to press her knees down into the mattress. And she loved to thrust that big black prick into the pussy.
"Grab it with your cunt," she begged the other woman, "grab it. That's the way I like it. Grab it with your pussy. Oh yes, like that. Now you're doing it baby. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby yes, keep it going. Faster baby, faster. That's it. Oh baby, fuck. Fuck. Fuck!"
She was speaking roughly now as if she were a man. And for this moment she was.
"Give me my piece of tail," she said in a masculine tough voice. "Give me my ass. That's it. Give me my fuck. Keep fucking. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby yes. Keep fucking. Pump it to me. Oohh, aahhh, yes baby yes."
Faster and faster the lusty fuckers continued. It was an enormous thrill for her. She could hardly understand how anything could be more delightful.
"Fuck it baby," she gasped excitedly, "fuck it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby. Keep fucking. Faster baby, faster."
The hot sensations that she was deriving from this activity was really something else. Soon, she was pressing her mouth down on Joyce's mouth. As their lips crushed in a kiss, Joyce's mouth opened. Swiftly her tongue traveled into Joyce's mouth. Now, she began thrusting her tongue into her mouth as if it were a cock.
With this psychic excitation, she reached back to grip her ass cheeks and pull her tighter to her.
"Give it to me," she said, "give it to me baby."
Indeed the other woman did give it to her. And as she did so, she derived more thrills in her body.
"Oohhh," she sighed, "that's fantastic. That's really fucking. I love it."
The hot delight that she was experiencing now, was almost more than she could bear. It was a beautiful moment for her.
"I'm gonna juice in a minute, honey," she said in a tough voice. "Hang in."
Indeed, Joyce did hang in. And suddenly Joyce juiced. Alice came seconds later. That did it. Immediately, she pulled her big dildo out of the woman and got down there and started licking at her snatch.
"Oohhh darling," Alice panted, "eat my pussy. Eat my cunt. Yes baby. Eat my pussy. like that lover. Lap it up. Eat the pussy juice, suck it out. Oh baby, suck the pussy juice."
Hastily her tongue twirled around inside of her velvety vagina as she devoured her.
"Oohhh," she sighed excitedly, "beautiful. Yes baby, yes, eat it. Suck it. Suck that snatch. That's it baby, suck."
The juicy vagina was giving Alice just the taste treat she wanted. She loved sucking snatches. When she pulled up, she told her, "now it's your turn lover."
Instantly, she straddled her. For a second she lowered her buttocks over her breasts and smiled as she went up and down a couple of times.
"Honey," she said, "do you like that?"
Joyce nodded. But she opened her mouth and wiggled her tongue. That was enough for her to move up. Hastily, she gave her what she wanted.
"Suck it," she hissed, "suck that pussy. Suck that juicy cunt."
The cunt was pushed in her face, and she went to town with her tongue. She licked industriously.
"Oh, suck it," she told her quickly, "suck it. Yes. Suck it."
Now, she was really getting some fun. They continued eagerly.
"Keep it up baby," she told her quickly, "keep sucking. Faster, that's the way I dig it. like that, baby. like that. Oh, yes baby. Keep sucking. Faster, lover, faster."
The hot delight that she was experiencing now was eclipsing everything and anything she had ever had before in her life.
"Keep it up baby," she panted eager, "keep doing it. Yes baby, that's what I want. Lick. Lick it quickly. Oh let that tongue lick. Faster, yes. Yes baby."
She was pumping her mound over Joyce's face. She loved breaking a new female in. That gave her a special delight. Sexual ecstasy surged up and down her tingling spine as she pumped her pussy into the woman's face. This was her husband's lover. And she was deriving enormous satisfaction of having switched her. She wished that Howard could see. It would be a moment of triumph and exultation the-likes of which she had never had before. If only Howard could watch now. There she was sucking her cunt. And in a second she would make her eat her ass out to boot. Finishing her pussy, Joyce took her tongue out of her twat and smiled.
"Oh honey," Alice said innocently, "You haven't finished have you?"
"I licked the juice out baby."
"My ass, it-likes to be licked too."
She moved farther forward, and lowered her ass over her face.
"Now darling, get in there and lick."
It wasn't going to take long now. This was the moment that she had waited for. And she was eager and hot and anxious.
"Go ahead and suck it baby," she insisted, "that's what I want lover. I want you to suck."
She put her face there and went to town. With hot tongue action, she sucked at her ass-hole. It was the most debasing of acts. Yet there was something beautiful about Alice. Smooth dark skinned. And those gorgeous ripe breasts with their velvety red nipples. Reaching up as she sucked her ass-hole, Joyce went to town fingering the nipples. She was doing the same thing that Howard had done on her. Alice instantly recognized this action. And she could just see Howard doing it to Joyce.
"Suck my ass," Alice panted, "suck it baby. Suck it. Yes baby yes, that's what I dig. Suck, suck, suck!"
The hot delight that she was experiencing now was almost more than she could stand. She thought she might even cum again if this kept up. And so she told her to stop.
"Enough," she sighed, "enough baby. We've had enough."
She pulled away from her and lay beside her. As they lay there they got to talking.
"What kind of home did you come from honey?" she asked her.
"Well, I had a very unusual mother."
"What do you mean darling?" Joyce smiled.
"Well mother had what you might say, loose morals."
"How loose?" she asked.
"Well, the important thing was the tight twat. The morals could be loose as long as the cunt was tight. Or the ass-hole."
Both girls laughed. Then Alice spoke seriously.
"Mother had an apartment house. And dear mom wanted to make money even when the places were hard to rent. And so sometimes she would allow me to seduce the tenant to be sure he would take the place."
"That's awful," Joyce said.
"It really was," Alice said, "it really was evil of mom to do that to me. Of course, I developed quite a technique. I'll tell you this honey, I could teive better head than most women. As a matter-of-fact, few women could begin to do it as well as I could. And, I really never have been angry with mom. Because after all, if I hadn't started there, I might not have found Howard."
"Well how did you find Howard?" Joyce asked her curiously.
"Mother rented him an apartment," she laughed.
"You've got to be kidding," Joyce said, marveling at her story.
"Not at all dear. As a matter-of-fact, mom had books on sex. She really made a science of it. She felt that the way to a man's heart wasn't through his stomach, but through his cock and through his ass and balls."
"Do you think your mom was right?" Joyce asked frankly.
"Mom was always right," Alice said, "mom had been quite a hustler in her own day. Then she settled down to an apartment house. She felt that as she got older she might need places to rent."
"A wise woman," Joyce said, "but I think it was rather strange of her to want her own daughter to do things."
"Well she just wanted me to learn and have some experiences. It wasn't that she wanted me to do this forever. But she said it would be good for me to learn the technique. Then, I would be able to take over a husband and give him such thrills that he wouldn't want to go out with other women."
"Well, what happened. Howard certainly hasn't stuck with you dear."
"That was just it darling," Joyce explained, "I taught him too much. After he got all of this action, this unusual strange action, he wanted to try it with other women. He felt that he had a mission in life."
"A mission in life?" Joyce said, "whatever are you talking about?"
"Well, Howard thought it was his duty to single-handedly teach women how marvelous it was to stick their tongue up his ass-hole. Then he thought they could go back to their husbands or their sweethearts and give them equivalent thrills. He was great on that ass sucking. Also, he thought ball licking and ball sucking was very important. I'll never forget one little secretary he had. A little girl he had named Norma. Well Norma just wasn't satisfying her husband and they were getting a divorce. Howard told me he thought he had to teach her a thing or two. So Howard took her off for a weekend. They went up to Connecticut. And up there in a motel, Howard taught her everything he knew. She learned to suck his balls effectively. She learned to eat his ass out for him, and she was a marvelous cock sucker when he was finished. Also, he taught her the technique of snapping pussy. So many women don't know about that."
"Snapping pussy?" Joyce asked curiously.
"Well of course," she said, "mother taught me that one. She illustrated it."
"You mean you watched your mother with someone else?"
"Yes," Alice admitted, "mom wasn't bashful. She thought everything was beautiful, including sex. And her snapping pussy."
"Your mother was a riot," she said.
"Well, you might say that. She was also a very successful business woman in her own way."
"I assume that," she said.
"Well, I've got to hand it to mom. She taught me all I know about sex. And that was quite a bit."
The two girls laughed some more and Joyce insisted, "well what about Norma? Did Norma's husband leave her?"
"I should say not," Alice smiled, "Norma went on a wild weekend with her husband during their trial separation. And, she did everything for him. I mean everything. She did the whole trip. She licked his ass out, sucked on his balls, ate his prick and snapped her pussy when he drilled her. Well, they got back together. And they've had four children. So you see Howard has really done his good deeds. But he's just carried it too far."
"What do you mean?" Joyce asked her.
"Well, he feels he has to make every woman who looks like anything. And so, he deliberately hires young and gorgeous girls to work for him. Then he wants to eat them for lunch."
"That's a terrible way to take a lunch break," Joyce said, "it really is."
"I wish you could tell Howard that. He keeps a napkin in the right hand drawer, and he doesn't use it for the right thing."
"I know," she said, "to wipe the pussy juice off. Well Howard is a bit disgusting. He just went too far with a good thing."
"He doesn't disapprove of me too much," Alice said, "although he does know a little bit about my playing around."
"How did he find out?" Joyce asked.
"Well, Howard bought me the dog. He went to some of those movies downtown near Times Square. You know the kind."
"I think I do," Joyce said, "you mean where they show everybody fucking and sucking everybody. Well, do they have dog shows too ? "
"Oh yes, they have everything. Well, Howard was watching this dog movie. And, that was where he got the idea. When he saw the dog doing it to this woman, he said he-got so horny that he shot his gun off in his shorts. And he could hardly walk out of the theater because his pants were soaking wet. Imagine that. I couldn't let Howard go walking down Times Square with wet pants. All because I wouldn't agree to have sex with the dog. And so we made an agreement. He said that he would buy me a beautiful dog to guard me. To guard my fresh purity."
She laughed as she thought about that. And then she continued seriously.
"And so, that was when I bought Redford. Redford has proven to be a marvelous friend as well as a good screw."
"I suppose on lonely nights when Howard is out playing with his playthings, you have Red-ford's tool to drive into your cunt."
"Precisely darling," she said, "and there's nothing wrong with it. Redford has a cock and it needs satisfaction. I don't have time to take him around to get screws with dogs. And anyway, I don't think it's right for him to impregnate dogs all over the place. You see, we are fighting this population pollution. And we might as well begin with the dogs."
"Good thinking," Joyce congratulated her," actually, dear I can see that you have but one thought in mind. The welfare of mankind."
"What a lovely way to put it," Alice said, "that is why I've taken up these various devices. I see nothing wrong with having sex with another woman. Who does it hurt? Actually, think of what it does. It makes it possible for two people to share something beautiful. And, it doesn't limit it to the man having the penis. I'll admit I used to envy penises until I had one strapped on myself."
"I never thought of it that way," Joyce said, "but now that you mention it, maybe I envied my brother's prick. I had a brother named Dale. And he had a great big joint. I used to see it in the bathroom when he was beating his meat like Portnoy."
"Mentioning Portnoy," she asked, "did you see the movie?"
"No I didn't," she said, "I was afraid there would be too much masturbation in it. And I don't like to go to that type of thing. I mean it has no plot. All this guy Portnoy was doing was beating his meat, from what I hear."
"Well, it was a real bomb, honey. Be glad you saved your money."
Then Joyce went on telling about her brother.
"Well, my brother Dale used to try to get me to play with him. Disgusting. Imagine asking his own sister to play with his pecker. I refused, naturally. I wouldn't."
"But you did later, right?" Alice smiled.
"How did you guess it?" she laughed.
"Well honey," she said, "I know you. You're a sexpot just like me. Did you have any fun with your brother?"
"Well, I did. Dale was really something else. He had a long prong, and he liked to have me suck on his joint. I refused at first, of course."
"But gave in seconds later?" Alice laughed.
"I did," she admitted, "it was really fun, letting my mouth slide up and down his prick like a slippery slide."
"And did you do anything else?" she asked.
"Well, I'll confess, I did. I decided it would be fun to give him a good ride. And so, I rode his dick. It was really quite simple. I just slid out of my night clothes, and hopped on board the bed. Then, I guided his tool into my slit and fucked. It was such fun, I will never forget it."
"That's beautiful," she nodded, "you were really quite a lucky girl to have experience so early. So many girls go to college these days, and it comes as such a shock when the young men ask them to slip between the sheets."
"Well, it would never come as a shock to me," she said, "because I've been through the mill. But I will admit, some of the things that Howard wanted me to do, I had never done before."
"Like what dear?" Alice laughed.
"The ass licking bit. After all, people just don't go around asking each other to lick their ass-holes out."
"I should hope not," she agreed.
The two girls were chit chatting and laughing. And then it finally dawned on Alice that she had better be getting home.
"It's getting late," Alice said, "and I'd better get home. I know my sister will cover for me. But I really feel better sleeping in my own bed."
"Honey," Joyce said with a sly smile, "I wish you'd stay here. We could have some more fun."
"What do you want to do?" Alice asked innocently.
"Well, why not try that double dildo you brought along with you."
"You noticed, did you?" Alice giggled.
"I couldn't help going through your bag of tricks. And there I saw that big double plastic dildo. And I thought what fun it would be if we both rode on it."
"Right on, honey," she said, "all right, I never refuse a good dildo ride. Especially the double dildo ride. Isn't that super?"
"You bet it is doll," she agreed.
The very idea of having sex like that really appealed to her.
"You know baby," she said, "you really like sex a lot. I haven't found a woman like you ever before."
"That's quite a compliment," Joyce smiled, "after all you've told me about your mom and you, I really am flattered."
"Well, you've had your experiences with that sweet brother of yours."
"He wasn't sweet."
"You mean he didn't taste sweet, darling?" Alice giggled.
"Right on," she said, "as a matter-of-fact, his cum juice was bitter."
Now, both women were on the bed. And Joyce was working the huge penis shaft into her cunt as Alice worked the other side of the double penal shaft into herself.
"That's wild," Alice giggled, "I love it. Oh baby, let's do that."
The huge plastic penises were slipping into each woman's cunt. And now they were rocking back and forth getting a double dildo ride.
"The object is, baby," she said, "to observe the penis sliding in. In this position on the bed, you can see everything. See how the pussy lips grasp the pecker. Isn't that beautiful?"
"It is darling," Joyce said as she wrapped her arms lovingly around Alice. She crushed her breasts against Alice's breasts. Then their lips met.
"This is so sudden," Alice giggled, "Oohhhh Joyce. You really were a gorgeous convert."
"I guess I was aching to do it. You know I couldn't have given in this quickly unless it was my thing."
"I know that darling," she said seriously, "it was obviously the thing for us to do."
The two girls started pushing against each other, and as they did so the double dildo went into action.
"Fuck it," Alice snapped, "fuck fast. Oh baby, keep fucking. That's it. Ram it home."
Faster and faster the hot plastic peckers went into each other and they were enjoying it more every moment.
"Keep it up baby," she panted excitedly, "keep fucking. That's it. Oh yes baby, keep doing it. Ram it in there."
The action was building and building. And as each woman thrust forward, their cunt lips grasped the sliding plastic penises tighter.
"Oh baby," she sighed excitedly, "that's wild. Keep it up, honey. Keep it going. Faster, fuck it. like that. Oh yes, fuck. Fuck baby. Fuck!"
Frantically and furiously they were pitching their bodies together. And they were enjoying it more every moment.
"Fuck," she gasped, "fuck baby, fuck."
Suddenly, the hot juicy vaginas were exploding-and the girls were still pounding their peckers against each other.
"This is really something else," she gasped excitedly, "Oh wow!"
Alice was juicing, and seconds later Joyce was juicing too. Their arms were locked in a love embrace. The two women had found another form of sexual intercourse and carried it through to climax.
Their lips met in another soul kiss, and their breasts were crushing hard against each other. The nipples were becoming harder under this action.
"Oh honey," she sighed excitedly, "you were so wonderful. I loved it. Every beautiful moment of it."
The magical moment was over for the two of them. They pulled apart and they got the dildo out of their twats. Then Alice got to her feet.
"Darling, I'm starved. After a lot of screwing around, I need nourishment. I guess it takes a lot of energy."
"I'll fix you something great," her girlfriend smiled, "how about one of those protein mixes?"
"Protein mix?" Alice asked curiously, "I never heard of that."
"Well darling, I'll fix you one. After you've had one of those, you'll really turn on."
"But, I don't want to turn on," she laughed, "I want to turn in. I'm exhausted baby. But fix me something. God knows I need something"
It didn't take her much longer to get the drink. And as she moved from the bedroom to the kitchen, she threw the cupboard open and picked out the large tin of Protein powder. Then she poured some of the powder into the blender. Mixing it with milk, she prepared a nourishing drink for her girlfriend.
"Try that darling," she suggested.
She tried it and it tasted marvelous to her.
"Oh baby," she said anxiously, "that is just marvelous. I feel stronger already."
"That's psychological," Joyce told her, "it would take at least five minutes to work."
"Well then, it's mind over matter, and my mind is beating the blues. I'm feeling refreshed."
"Not for more sex, I hope," Joyce said, "I'm really tired too baby. And I ought to go to bed."
"You can love," she smiled, "I'll be going home any moment. You know, baby, this has been one of the most exhilarating fucks I've ever had. I hope that I have brought you happiness."
"Oh, you have, Alice," Joyce assured her, "I'm going to run right out and buy a dog tomorrow. That's what I've been lacking in my life. A dog."
She looked at her anxiously and said, "You're so sweet. You really are. You're like an innocent child. That's why I turn on with you so much."
"Well I'm not too innocent," Joyce admitted, "although I feel innocent. Compared to you, however, Alice, I must say I may have been quite innocent. Now, I'm going to get that dog. That'll be a great experience for me. I know it will. I've needed a dog for a long time darling."
"You certainly have," she assured, "a dog will give you such tender, loving affectionate care. It would help you so much."
"Yes, it would."
The very idea of having a dog that could service at all times intrigued and excited the imagination of Joyce. She could just imagine washing the dog, stroking the dog and buying him dog food. She had actually envied people in the super markets when she saw them with large containers of dog food. She'd seen little children with their beautiful dogs in the back seats of cars and she thought of herself as a small neglected child without a dog. All she had was her brother's prick to satisfy. Now, she would have her opportunity.
"What kind of a dog were you going to get dear?" Alice asked Joyce.
"Just like yours. A German shepherd."
"Oh, that's a good decision," Alice nodded, "you will be so happy with it my dear. I know you will."
"I know it too honey," she smiled. "Those German shepherds are almost human. When they look at you with those great big eyes it seems as if they're looking through to your soul."
"They are," Alice nodded, "a dog can stare through your soul. It sends shivers up and down my spine when I think of the looks that Redford has given me. Sometimes I know I love Redford far more than Howard. And it's not just because Redford's dick is longer than Howards."
"Is it really?" Joyce asked eagerly.
"Yes it is," she said, "I know, I have a measuring tape and I've measured. It made Howard furious when I suggested using it on him and the dog. Because he came out second."
"That wasn't a nice trick to play on him," Joyce chuckled.
"It was too." she said, "he's been such a bastard. He really deserves some of the second fiddle treatment he's given me."
"Yes, I guess that's true. Howard is a mean bastard. I know at the office, he was forever looking for new girls. That's why all the girls feel shakey. They feel that when he gets tired screwing them, they'll be fired for some ridiculous reason. Then some fresh young talent is brought in. Namely, fresh cunt, if you know what I mean."
"You spell it out."
The two girls laughed. Then Alice said seriously, "actually, I feel sorry for some of those girls. It's like a personal harem he's running up at the office. The only one he doesn't go for is that old secretary. She suspects plenty. As a matter-of-fact, the only reason he might keep her on is because she would blackmail him in some way. And I'm sure she has plenty of goods on him."
"Well, if I know Howard, she does. And if I know the secretary, she has stayed there just because of her devices."
"It's strange how in life we have to resort to devices, isn't it?" Joyce said sadly.
"Yes, it is. But as long as those bastards have a couple of balls and big dicks and have to be satisfied honey, they'll go to any lengths to get them satisfied. They'll walk over anybody and anything. They have one thing they want. Sex."
"That's true," she said, "my little sister, Elaine is having an awful time in college. She wants to date the boys and be friendly, but she's discovering that all they want is to jump between the sheets with her. It's disgusting."
"I'll say it is," Alice said, "that's why we women have to protect ourselves. Actually, I think the dogs and the dildos are giving us sexual freedom. If these characters think that we have to rely on them, as they spread their cocks around to all the available cunt, we can prove that we don't need them. Our dildos will stand as our defense like guards. And our beautiful dogs with their gorgeous pricks will take care of us. That will teach them a thing or two."
"Well baby, I guess I'd better go to sleep now. I'm getting so sleepy. If I drift off and start babbling, don't blame me for anything I say. I'm exhausted. I've had a big day."
"Oh, honey I'll just trip along. I'll pack up my dildo and go."
That got Joyce to laughing.
"You have such a funny way of saying things," she told Alice.
"Have I honey?" she said, "maybe I should be a sexual comedian or something. Maybe I could give those mind vendors something to think about. I could run phony limerick contests where they have to rhyme this dirty word with that dirty word. For example, what rhymes with suck?"
"That's simple," Joyce said, "Fuck."
"Right on," Alice grinned holding up her hand. "You see darling, that's the way life is. The bastards want it made simple. So, we could ask them another question. What word rhymes with cunt?"
Joyce thought for a long moment. "I will have to hunt for cunt."
"That's it," she said, "hunt cunt. That's it."
"You're a riot," she said, "you really are. A silly wonderful marvelous riot."
The two girls embraced. And once more, Alice hugged Joyce tightly to her. As their breasts collided once more, Joyce felt her mound moistening.
"No more kissing baby," she said quietly, "I'm getting hot. And I've got to go to sleep."
Alice pulled away, and let Joyce retire. Then she dressed and left. Once she was gone, Joyce fell asleep. And in her sleep, she dreamed that a dozen dogs were fucking her up fifteen different cunts. It excited her no end. And in the dream just before she awoke, she dreamed that a dog was ramming it up her rectum. That was enough to give her the shudders. She woke up hollering, "Stop. Stop."
CHAPTER FOUR
The next day, Joyce had made her decision. She decided she was going to take time off of work to find herself a dog. She went to a pet shop and looked industriously for a dog that she liked. Yet, she couldn't find one dog that reminded her of Redford. Sadly, she turned away. As she was walking out, she felt something flicking at her fingertips.
"I guess that dog takes to you," the pet shop owner smiled.
There, at her fingertips, was a beautiful German shepherd dog looking up into her eyes longingly.
"I think he wants me to take him home with me," she said.
"I know he does," the manager smiled. "Dogs just don't go up to people like that unless they like them."
"Well, I like him too," she said quickly. "He is a beautiful dog."
"Then, I would strongly recommend that you take him home with you," he suggested. "I assure you, my dear, you will never regret it."
"I'm sure I won't," she went on.
Then the manager told her how much the dog cost.
"A hundred dollars?" she said thinking. "I just don't know. I don't know."
"I'll make it ninety-five," the dog shop owner said.
"Sold," she said. "I can't resist him. He would be a bargain at any price. And when you were so generous to lop some of that price off, I'll go along with you."
She had made her decision and she was glad. She bought the beautiful dog. And, then she had to think of a name for him. It was difficult for her to decide what to call the dog. She thought about it and thought about it and gave it as much attention as if the dog were a child or someone very close and dear to her. Because, in fact, the dog was close and very dear to her.
"I would like to call him Tommy," she told the pet shop owner.
"Why?" he asked curiously.
"Well, Tommy was the first guy who ever made me," she laughed "and I should name him Tommy in memory of him. After all, isn't it something when a man takes care of a woman's maidenhead?"
"I guess it is," the pet shop owner looked at her, as he handed her her change and wondered if he had made the right decision to allow his dog to go with such a strange mistress.
"I hope you enjoy the dog," he said, eyeing her suspiciously.
"I'm sure Tommy and I will get along just fine. Won't we Tommy?" she asked seductively.
The pet shop owner at that point was nervous and trembling. He was so angry about what he thought the young dog might be getting into. He was quite sure that this woman had decided that she wanted that dog to slip it to her in her pussy. That really disgusted him and got him uptight. He thought dogs should fuck dogs and women should fuck men. He was old fashioned.
"You know, I have some terrible people come in here now and then," the pet shop owner went on. "People who want to do things with dogs, if you know what I mean."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said.
"Oh, I'm sorry for bringing it up," he said, "I didn't mean to. I thought you probably knew. I'm sorry."
"I'm from the Midwest," she said, "and I really haven't heard about such things. I'm very sorry. Maybe, you New Yorkers are familiar with all of that type of thing. But I'm not. You might call it New York sophistication."
"Yes, sophisticated. Very rich people. Strange, bizarre people who have more time than common sense to do things like that. They even have schools for it."
Her ears pricked up as she heard this.
"Schools for what?" she asked.
"Well, don't you know?" he asked.
"I certainly don't," she informed him. "Schools for what?"
"Schools for dog fuckers."
She turned around and walked out with the dog and never said another word. The man chuckled to himself, and the dog wondered what all the temper tantrums were about. But, young Tommy didn't have long to wonder. For he hadn't been in the house but ten minutes with his mistress before she was trying something.
"Tommy, darling," she said, "how long has it been since you've had a good piece of ass?"
Tommy licked his chops, naturally thinking she was talking about food. She was, but a liquid diet and not exactly the kind of lunch that he expected for his feeding.
"Well, Tommy baby, we'll take care of that. My pussy has been aching for you dear."
She took the beautiful dog to her bedroom. The dog was really annoyed as she patted her water-bed and insisted he jump on it. The dog didn't care for the water bed at all. He felt as if he was on a ship that was sinking.
"Tommy," Joyce protested, "get back here. I'm doing you a big favor. I'm going to let you ball me."
The dog didn't respond. He was glad to be where any four footed creature wanted to beon solid ground. He stayed on the thickly carpeted floor.
"Tommy, do we have to fuck on the floor?" she asked as she stripped.
Then, when the dog didn't respond to her, she spread herself out for him.
"All right, Tommy baby," she smiled, "this is what we'll do."
She lay on the floor and pulled the dog's long prick until it got harder and harder. Then she was ready to take it in.
"Fuck me, Tommy," she sard eagerly. "Fuck me, fuck."
The dog's tool drove into her. And then he began fucking at a furious clip.
Faster and faster, the hot dog drilled her. And she was amazed at what a good job he could do. His tongue was hanging out of the side of his mouth and he was salivating. The saliva was dripping on her tits. She didn't seem to mind.
"Fuck me, Tommy," she begged the dog. "Fuck me.
The dog turned his head this way and that as the sexual desires and pleasures surged through his long dog dick. He was ramming it in now as far as it would go. His dog balls were jiggling all over her body.
"Fuck," she panted eagerly. "Fuck. Keep fucking. Faster baby, faster. That's it, baby. Fuck. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. Keep doing it. That's what we dig. Keep fucking. Faster, honey, faster. That's what I like. Fuck it. Fuck. Fuck."
Faster and faster Tommy drilled his dog dong into her and suddenly he exploded. He came so quickly she suspected Tommy of premature orgasm. But then, Tommy probably hadn't had the benefit of a canine school training. Before he was through living with her, Joyce determined that Tommy would know enough not to make his big dog dick shoot off so quickly. But the pleasure had built to a pitch of passion that she had never reached before. And she was really burned up that it had to end. She wanted it to last a little longer.
She ground her hips around as the dog continued shooting his wad into her. But the moment he had finished getting his rocks off, he withdrew. That was something she could teach him too. To leave it in a minute. Put a little bit of sentiment into it.
The dog jumped off her and went to the corner. He sat there and licked his paw. She wondered if he was licking some of the sperm.
"Tommy, bad boy. That isn't a nice thing to do."
Tommy was finding it difficult to listen to all that his mistress had to say. She was being quite particular. However, his eyes lighted up as he looked at her beautiful female body. He enjoyed the sight of her big, bulby breasts and he liked her delicious twat. He knew that he would have fun sniffing and licking it some day.
This thought was dawning on her as she saw him licking his paw. It was a pity that he should lick his own sperm. Therefore, she thought the only sensible thing to do would be to offer Tommy the opportunity to lick her twat.
"Tommy, honey," she called to the dog, "come over here baby. That's beautiful. Come over here, honey and lick my cunt."
The dog darted over to her and let his tongue start licking at her vagina. As the hot dog's tongue lashed away at her clitoris, she became so excited she was going to juice again. She pulled her pussy lips farther apart and the dog's nose got a good smell of her there. The dog was wagging his tail with delight as he realized what a delicious smelling and tasting mistress he was getting to fuck with.
"Eat it, Tommy," she begged the dog. "Eat it, baby. Oh yes, eat mama's twat. That's the way to do it. Eat mama's twat."
She was really delighted and excited that the dog was enjoying himself so much. And now as the opportunities came more and more, she really turned on. Apparently, this beautiful dog knew how to love. It came to him instinctively. Maybe there was something about a German shepherd dog she reasoned. Tommy's big tongue lapped away at her luscious juices. He was completely enchanted at the opportunity that she had had to enjoy him and she was thankful that she had such a beautiful dog for her own. She determined that she would give Tommy all of her love and Tommy, somehow with his hot licking tongue, was giving her more than she could ever have dreamt of.
"Oh, Tommy," she said hugging the dog as he pulled his tongue out of her twat. "I love you, baby. I love you so much. You're going to sleep overnight in bed with me, baby."
Tommy hardly knew what to make of it as he was forced to sleep on the water bed with his mistress between her sheets. Finally, he got to where he didn't mind the water bed at all. He realized there wasn't anything that was going to hurt him. And he had a ball.
"Tommy," she said quietly, "you're such a beautiful baby. You're all mine."
She wrapped his paws around her. Tommy didn't want to get too close to her. He didn't think it was right. After all, he reasoned, he was a dog. Why should he be getting so close to a female. It was one thing to lick her cunt. It was another thing to sleep like this. A dog was supposed to sleep where a dog usually slept. By himself. After all, she was a human being and he was a dog. There was a difference. Apparently, this woman didn't realize that, Tommy thought to himself.
She slept all night like this and she forgot that she was sleeping with a dog. In the middle of the night she awakened and felt of Tommy's fur. She was so startled, she jumped and shouted.
"Who is it?" she said nervously.
Then her eyes opened wide and she saw it was Tommy.
"Oh, Tommy, it's you."
The dog couldn't answer but he seemed to smile as he opened his mouth and let his tongue hang out of the side of it and looked into the eyes of his beloved mistress.
She reached down and toyed with his tool. Apparently, he had to urinate as it was hard. I guess most men are like that, she thought to herself.
The dog leaped off the bed and she had problems teaching him how to urinate. She wanted him to do it outside but Tommy was eager to do it. He didn't realize that the bathroom was the place to go and just did it.
"Oh, Tommy," she said nervously. "You're not even housebroken."
It did upset her to have the smell of dog urine in her bedroom. She quickly washed it off the thick carpet where he had done it. Then she spanked him. Tommy didn't appreciate being spanked. One moment she was giving him sex, the next minute she was spanking him. He wondered if something was wrong about her. Was she unhinged or what?
Joyce knew that she had to go to work that day. She couldn't hold off any longer. Howard knew it too. He had his secretary phone her. When the secretary phoned, she gave excuses at first.
"I don't know if I can come or not."
"Well, I think you'd better. The boss said when he left yesterday to tell you that if you couldn't show up today or have a very good excuse, to forget it."
"Is that so?" Joyce said tightly, "well, just tell him I will be in in my own good time."
She hung up abruptly. She knew that she had plenty of goods on him. And she wasn't going to be relegated to a has been. He probably would give her a rotten recommendation after he fired her. Even though she had nothing definite on him, she knew that she would get at him someway.
She knew it was a battle of wits and she was :'oing to outwit him or else.
"Tommy," she smiled, "will you be a good boy? Now, I've fixed your food over here and I want you to go here in the corner of the bathroom. It's a shame you can't use the toilet."
She laughed to herself as she thought about. what she was saying. She realized she was having a little game. And she wasn't taking it seriously. Tommy looked sad as she left. He was going to be lonely. This was the time of day he hated. Being alone. What would he do in this apartment? At least at the pet shop there were other dogs to communicate with. They could bark at each other and have a delightful time. Here there were no dogs to even bark in response to.
Left alone, feeling quite sad, Tommy began sniffing his dog food. At least it was better than what he got at the dog shop. He was glad for that. But, of course, it didn't mean much because the man who owned the pet shop was rather stingy and never fed them too well.
Joyce got in her car and drove down the freeway quickly. She hurried off the freeway ramp to the downtown office where she was late. As she parked, the man who took her tab, asked her, "Are you having banker's hours?"
"What's it to you?" she said.
"Well, look, honey, I was just teasing," the man said. "I didn't mean anything serious."
"Well, leave me alone," she snapped indignantly.
Then the parking attendant looked at her tightly.
"You know, baby," he said, "you've "got a bitchin' body. I'd sure love to ball you."
"How dare you talk that way to me?"
"Well, honey," he said, "you can't blame a guy for trying, can you?"
"Your job is to take my parking tab. That is it."
"I'll give you twenty for a fast blow job," he said.
"Look, I'm going to make trouble for you."
"Oh, oh," he laughed, "I could make trouble for you. I know who you are. Everybody in your building parks here. And your boss, Howard Stevens, he told me you were a pretty sweet chick. I've had some of the other chicks he's had. His cast offs."
"Well, I'm not in the cast off category yet," she said tightly. "And you just wait until I am. Then, I'll tell you what my price is."
She stormed away more angry than ever before. Apparently, Howard Stevens had been doing some talking. When she walked in the secretary said anxiously, "The boss wants to see you."
"Well, I want to see the boss," she glared at her.
She stormed into the boss' office. As he looked at her, he wondered why she was so uptight.
"What's got you, baby?" he asked curiously.
"You. Damn it," she said. "You good for nothing bastard. I know all about you."
"Do you now?" he asked.
"You bet I do," she said tightly, "you are the most disgusting, two-timing, two-faced, doublecrossing, good for nothing that ever walked."
"You sure have got a lot of adjectives to use on me today, haven't you ? " Howard spit furiously. "For a dame who hasn't been here on the job, you've got a lot of nerve. Look, I don't owe you a damn thing. I gave you a damn good fuck. And that's it. Now, baby, if you want to clear out, clear out."
She looked at him tightly and said, "Apparently, when you were loaded or stoned out of your skull, you had to say a few nice words about me to a parking man. The man in our building."
"What?" Howard Stevens asked not remembering.
"Well, let me refresh your memory. Apparently, that good for nothing little twerp was told something that gave him the idea that he could ball me. And he had the nerve to ask me to give him a blow job."
"Say, don't blame him. He got me a chick that I've been trying to get for ages. Some chick who works on another floor. And I paid him and then I mentioned to him that I'd had a good girl in my office that he ought to have. And, he asked me who. And I said you."
"That was real sweet of you," she said, "and, let me tell you something. I'm going to make you pay for that."
"How?" he asked.
"I want a four week vacation," she said, "with pay."
"You're blackmailing me," he said tightly, "how dare you?"
"I'm making you pay the price for opening you big blabber mouth when you've been drinking," she said. "I think that will teach you to zipper your lip."
"You know, I could hate you sometimes."
"I suppose you could," she said evenly, "well, baby, let me tell you the feeling is mutual."
She became so angry that she didn't care about anything. Not the job. Not the security. Not the money. She cared about getting even. And there was only one way to do it. That was to leave. And so, she stalked out without saying another word. That was the best thing to do as far as upsetting Howard. It made him so nervous he could hardly continue working throughout the day. He had enjoyed her a lot and he thought he might have some more sex with her But, she was such a temperamental wench that he knew he never would after he had seen this demonstration. Yet, he didn't know what to do about the situation. It was a terrible situation, and he was worried. He certainly had no one he could confide in.
When she went downstairs she was glad she could give her parking tab to someone else other than the young man who had made the advance toward her. Then, she went on her way. She was happy and delighted that she had this opportunity. And she could never forget it. An opportunity to tell someone where to go. Indeed, it was a moment of triumph for her. However, there was a tug of war going on in her mind. She didn't know what to do. She went home and decided she would be with her dog. Tommy greeted her eagerly. He was so surprised to see her. And now, she was eager for him.
She got up on the bed and spread her legs for him. It didn't take her long to get him nuzzling there with his nose. She decided they couldn't have any fun unless she took off all her clothes. And so, she stripped. Once the dog had her, he began licking her quickly. She let his licks serve as a prelude to sex. Soon, he was sliding his tool into her like a probe. She loved the way he did it. It was such a big shaft. And he would pull it so far out she could watch it as he would thrust it in and out. He was a wild fucker and she greeted it with great pleasure.
"Fuck me," she shouted with a cry of glee, "fuck me."
The dog rammed it in her cunt quickly and together they went to town. He didn't stop fucking until he was getting the great pleasure of orgasm. As he drove forward, he suddenly burst into her. She was frightened for a second as his load was so big. However, she quickly learned to relax and enjoy it. Grasping it tightly in her cunt, she squeezed his cock more and more. It was as if she was milking the big hard prick. Finally, he pulled it out of her dribbling cunt and she found herself alone.
She was amazed at what large quantities he had shot into her. It was amazing and delightful at the same time. She thought she would get some rest and then she heard someone at the door.
She went to the door and got a big surprise. There was her brother, Dale. She had only slipped into a see-through negligee, and when Dale got a load of her, he let his jaw hang.
"Well, sister," he smiled, "what have we here?"
"What do you want?" she said. "I haven't seen you in ages."
"Well, baby, I just dropped by. I got a divorce and I'm alone again."
"You're divorced?" she asked surprised.
"Yes," he said, "can't a guy change his mind ? "
"Yes," she said, "but you're such a rebel I didn't figure you'd ever get along with anyone. It's a strange twist of fate that you would come here now. I'm in a tight spot."
"So am I," he told her, "and I need somebody to help me. I need a good fucking."
"Well, don't come to me for that," she said, "I am your sister."
"I'm not particular," he chuckled. "Give me something to drink."
"You're impossible without booze," she said. "I'm certainly not going to get you anything to drink."
"Please," he insisted, "I need a drink bad."
When she saw how insistent he was, Joyce thought that she probably should get him a drink. She went into the kitchen and found a bottle of booze up on the shelf. She brought the bourbon down and looked for some Seven Up. Then she found some ice cubes and walked back into the living room.
"Fix me one too, brother," she said, "I could use it."
It didn't take long for him to pour the liquor as he was very thirsty for some liquor. Finally, as they were drinking, he said to her, "Honey, I've missed you. You know, I think it was wrong that we ever did anything when we were kids. Because, it's wrecked it for me now."
"What are you talking about?' Joyce said, lighting a cigarette and leaning back.
"I'll tell you," he said, "when I try it with my wife, I can't do it. I'm impotent. So, she divorced me."
"Well, what's that got to do with me?"
"Plenty," he said, "plenty. You see, baby, I got used to having sex with you and I couldn't get used to anyone else."
"That's disgusting," she said, "and don't discuss it."
"I have to," he said, "it's really serious, baby. Really serious."
Soon, her brother was eager for sex with her and it distressed her. She knew that this wouldn't be right and she was trying to strike a new trail.
"Quit unzipping your pants," she told him.
"Just suck on it a few minutes," he begged, "I need some action. You don't have to go through the whole thing, baby. Just something."
"You're disgusting," she said, as she saw him fish out hfs giant sized banana.
"Look baby, doesn't it look good to you?"
He stroked his huge shaft trying to entice his sister to suck on it for him.
"You told me you were impotent with your wife. Now, I see you with that big dick. What are you trying to prove?"
"That's my problem," he explained. "When I'm with her, I am impotent. But, baby, you turn me on. I never had such good fucks and sucks except with you, baby."
"That's disgusting," she said angrily. "I am your own sister."
He looked at her tightly and finally he said, "Look, do something for me. I need it bad."
"Forget it," she said, "I'm not going to do it."
"Oh, yes you will," he said, "you'll do it all right."
Now, he was coming over to her and he was going to force her.
"Get on your knees like you used to."
Horrible memories flooded back to her. Suddenly, Tommy her dog, came to her defense.
"I'll turn him on you, you rat," she said.
"I'll kill that dog if you do."
"How dare you talk that way about him?"
"That ugly damn dog," he said, "you're probably fucking him too."
"Well, I'd rather fuck that dog than you any day," she said. , Then he seized on an idea. He pulled out a small knife and warned her.
"Baby, I want to see you suck the dog's dick."
"Suck his cock?" she said.
"Sure, baby, that's what you've got him around here for. You don't fool me. Ever since you've had your life at the top, you've been acting like a real different person. Now, baby, come down to earth Grab the dog's cock and start sucking. That'll get me hard. I'll jerk my prick off while you're sucking the dog's dick."
"You're disgusting, Dale," she said.
"I mean it," he said pointing the knife at her.
Now, she knew he meant business. She hated him for acting this way. She got underneath her dog, Tommy, and pulled his giant sized pecker to her. She stroked on it a few times until she got it hard.
To her great surprise, she found she was enjoying it. She let her tongue slide along the dog's dick. Soon she was sucking on the head of it.
"Suck it," he told her eagerly, "suck the dog's dick. Yes, baby, that's it. Suck it."
Faster and faster, her hot tongue moved as she did her thing on the dog's huge velvety cock. The dog loved it and he shafted her. He thrust it down her throat. She loved it too.
Faster and faster, the dog drilled her face. She loved every minute of it.
"Oh," he panted, "that's too much. Keep doing it"
Now, the dog was giving it to her. It wouldn't be much longer now until he came. Suddenly, the huge dog dick slid down her throat and finally, he juiced. She got the juice all over herself and wanted to get away but her brother wouldn't let her.
"Keep your mouth on the dog's prick," he told her, "that's it. Now baby, you come over here and suck my joint off."
She saw no way out. She went over to her brother and he sat in a chair. She bt it over and gripped his tool in her hand and sucked. He held the knife over her all the time.
"Suck it," he demanded, "suck that cock. Yes, baby, suck, suck."
She sucked vigorously, wishing she could bite him. As her teeth bore down into his pecker, he warned her, "Don't you try any funny stuff."
Now, she had had so much of it, she didn't know if she could stand it any more. But, he demanded more.
"Keep going," he insisted, "you keep sucking. Don't stop."
She kept it going and finally, as she thought it would shoot she tried to pull away but he grabbed her. He wasn't going to let it happen.
"Don't try anything," he said, "you get the juice out of it. Keep sucking until you get all the juice out of it."
She sucked vigorously until she had gotten all the juice out of his prick. Then she pulled off it. It was still hard.
"What's wrong with you?" she said. "You said that you were impotent."
"I was with my wife," he admitted, "but with you baby, because we did it when we were kids, I guess I can always do it with you. Go ahead and suck."
She sucked it a moment more until it was hard and then she slipped her mouth off.
"I want to try some wild stuff with you," he said, "I never could get my wife to let me do it to her from behind. You know how."
She looked at him angrily as a light flashed into her eyes. She remembered what an awful experience it was when she had had it that way with Howard Stevens.
"I'm not going to do it with you that way," she insisted. "I won't."
"Oh, yes you will," he said. "You will."
It really disgusted her. And so she tried to resist him.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself, Dale," she said, "coming here and forcing me to do things that I don't want to do."
"Well, I'm not ashamed of myself," he said. "I never have been. I don't know why I'm this way. But I am. And I want to light a fire in your ass with my prick."
"Get out of here," she pleaded with him.
But her pleas only whetted his appetite for more sex.
"Please, won't you go?" she insisted.
He came over to her and suggested, "If you don't take those clothes off, I will."
"All right, damn it. Then will you go?"
"All right, baby," he said, "after I get some good screws, I'll go. And I won't come back and bother you."
She looked at him and smiled.
"Well, that's good to know. Because, if you were going to come around here again, I would move."
"Then I shouldn't inform you if I will or if I won't be back, should I?" he said with a smug smile forming on his face. "Now, baby, you take your clothes off so I can give you an ass fuck you won't forget."
She looked at him and tried to argue and talk him out of it.
"You could hurt me with that dagger prick of yours," she said.
"Oh, no, I won't hurt you," he assured her. "I'll be very careful. I'll use vaseline or whatever."
"Well, you better," she said, "I don't want that big old dick sliding up there. You've got a nerve to do it or even want to do it."
"Look, I'm human," he said. "I'll admit that it isn't right for a brother to fuck his sister. But, baby, I'm twisted. I'm warped. You are my hang-up."
She paced the floor and tried to think of something to stop him from wanting so much sex.
"Don't you have any other women that you can go to?" she asked.
"I've tried," he said, "damn it to hell, I've tried. Don't think I come to you because I want to. It's just that I can't turn on with those other women."
"There are whores who specialize in doing everything. You know, Dale, if you would go to one of them, they could get you going. They have clinics for such things as impotency."
"I tried one of those damn clinics. It cost me a couple of hundred bucks. And nothing worked. This sweet little chick gets down there and she sucks on my balls, she plays with my ass-hole, even slides her tongue up there. Doesn't have any effect."
"You mean you couldn't get that big cock up?"
"No," he admitted, "it hung limp. Don't think I wasn't embarrassed."
"Well, I imagine you would be," she admitted. "It's funny but I never thought that you would get warped like this. You really are bent out of shape."
"That's a helluva nice thing to say to me," he said, "you think that's going to endear me to you anymore?"
"I'm not trying to get you to like me," she said, "I simply am thinking of your welfare, dear brother. You know, a lot of these people wind up murdering people when they get impotent. That's what a lot of these rape things are over. They are so twisted and warped and confused, they get uptight and they try to express something that just can't be expressed. I don't want that ever to happen to you."
"Don't worry about it," he said. "Just get your clothes off."
"That's all you can think of," she said, "sex. Sex, sex, and more sex. It's disgusting."
"No it isn't," he said, "it's sex that makes the world go round."
"Well, it may make your world go round, but it doesn't mine. There are many other things that I live for."
"Well, baby," he said, "I'm not going to give you much more time. Now, you get in that bedroom. And you get in there fast."
She hurried into the bedroom and he was following close behind.
"Can't you forget about it?" she begged him. "Please forget it."
He didn't want to listen to her. It was disgusting to him to hear her go on like this. Yet, she knew that she had to. He had a knife and he might use it. Slowly, she took off her clothes. She thought if she moved slowly, she might be able to change his mind. However, it didn't work. As he looked down at her silky-haired cunt when she slid out of her panties, he said, "Let me examine that close up, sister."
Brazenly, he reached down to look at her and fondled her. As his fingers probed into the hot, narrow slit, feeling the corners of the fleshy hole, he got terribly excited. Now, his fingers were thrusting deeper and deeper into the pulsating cunt while at the same time, he was reaching for his tool with his other hand.
"Oh, Dale," she said tightly, "why have you degenerated to something like this?"
"Don't talk," he insisted, "don't talk like that."
"It's the truth," she said, "I'm only telling you the truth."
"Well, maybe you are," he said, "but I don't want to hear it. Do you mind?"
"No," she said, "I don't mind too much."
It was becoming disgusting to him. Yet, she wanted to go on. His hot fingers were doing wild things inside of her now. She had to give him credit for being able to know how to do it. Apparently, his passion for her was something else as she never could remember any other man who could manipulate her clitoris as effectively as her brother, Dale, was doing.
"You like it, don't you?" he asked.
"It feels good."
"Well, you're going to get it up your ass too."
Now, he used another finger to slide up her ass. Using some of the moisture that he had derived from her cunt, he slid into her ass-hole. With the two fingers fucking her like this, he was getting great pleasure. And, at the same time, his other hand was pumping his big dick. She looked at him sadly.
"Oh, baby, can't you quit this?"
His fingers were thrusting deeper and deeper into her now. The passion was building and building.
"Stop it," she begged him. "Stop this foolishness."
"Another word out of you, and you'll be sorry you ever opened your mouth."
She had to keep her lips closed now as he was fever brained. She let him pull on his cock while he thrust his fingers into her cunt and into her ass-hole. It was becoming more disgusting every second for her. But she stood there unable to do anything. He could overpower her at any moment. And the most disgusting revolting part of it was that it was her own brothei.
Finally, she couldn't stand it any longer and she blurted, "Oh, Dale, I disown you. You're not my brother. They must have mixed up the babies at the hospital. I won't credit you with being my brother."
"Damn it, sister," he snapped, "don't make me angry. I've tried to be nice to you. But you're getting me angry. I can't help it," he said, "I've got to have my action. Now just relax."
Faster and faster his feverish fingers worked up in her body. She was getting more disgusted every moment, yet what else could she do?
"Finger fuck me," she begged, "finger fuck me if you want to so bad. But don't do it both ways. I don't like that other finger up the ass-hole. It hurts like the devil."
That brought a smile to her brother's face.
"Well, if you think that hurts, honey, wait until you've had this big prick of mine sliding up your ass. Then you'll know what hurt means."
"You are a monster, aren't you?" she said furiously. "You really are. I never met anyone as disgusting as you are."
She didn't know how she could get away from him. Yet, there was no way now. She had to face what she had to face.
"I hate you," she cried passionately. "I hate you."
"Don't hate me, honey," he said tightly, "don't hate me at all. You're lucky that I'm your brother. Maybe, I would do awful things to you with that knife if I weren't. You know a lot of men these days derive pleasure out of tattooing their initials on a woman's body."
"Where did you get that idea?" she asked. "Are you flipping out?"
"Oh, no," he smiled, "I've been reading those detective magazines. That's what men are doing. I haven't done it. But I could."
A smirk was on his face now as he went on thrusting his fingers in and out of her. She tried to think of anything she could do to get away from him. But he carefully had seen to it that Tommy, her dog, was locked in the other room. Now, she couldn't have access to Tommy and the protection that he would offer her. Tommy was scratching at the door and he laughed.
"Your friend doesn't seem to be able to turn the knob."
"Damn it, if I could get that dog in here, he would really take care of you. Then you'd be sorry for what you're doing to me."
"Would I?" he smiled smugly. "No, I won't be sorry. I'm glad. This is my fun. Can't you see? I'm perverse. I'm twisted. I'm warped. I'm demented. That's me, baby. That's me all over."
"It sure as hell is," she said, "and someday you're going to be sorry. Real sorry."
"When?" he asked smoothly.
"When I tell the authorities."
"And, are you going to tell them that you fuck dogs at the same time?" he asked.
"How dare you suggest that," she said. "You forced me."
"But, sis, you've done it with dogs before. Don't you remember when you were a little girl you used to fuck our dog, Shep. Shep didn't like it but he was still fucked. I remember it well. That's when I caught you and made you have sex with me. I blackmailed you."
"Oh, I guess I do remember," she said, as it flashed into her mind from childhood.
"Sure you ao, sis," he said, as he went on fingering her two holes and smiling smugly at her.
CHAPTER FIVE
Lee visited his aunt Joyce a week later and he was quite surprised to see the beautiful dog.
"Why aunt Joyce," he said, "what a beautiful pet you've got."
"He is a marvel indeed."
"I never knew you loved dogs," he said.
She gulped when he said that.
"Why yes Lee," she said nervously patting the dog. "I've always loved animals."
Lee looked at her and said quietly, "I need something to love me. You know aunt Joyce, it's terrible. Being a kid in high school these days isn't easy."
As she went on stroking the dog, she looked at Lee and said comfortingly, "what is it dear?"
"Well, I'll tell you aunt Joyce," Lee went on, "you know it's been rough on me. I've been going with this chick, Terry, tor a long time. And Terry and I had a beautiful relationship. Then suddenly, I found out Terry was having orgies and charging."
"Why that's disgusting," Joyce told him. '"I hope you quit going with her."
"Of course I did," he said, "when she started charging ten bucks a blow job I had to. I didn't have the money."
"You poor child," she said, "you know Lee I really don't like you talking about sex like that, because sex is supposed to be involved in marriage."
"You're terribly old fashioned," he told Joyce frankly.
"Am I?" she asked.
"You certainly are," he insisted.
"Actually, dear," she suggested, "if you would forget about sex until you got married you'd be better off."
"I wish you could help me," the boy said, "because I need sex so bad. You know if you could just give me a hand job aunt Joyce."
Joyce looked at him.
"Really Lee," she said, "you can't ask aunt Joyce to do a thing like that."
"Why can't I?" he said. "Because," she said, "it isn't right."
"But, I'm going to have to do it."
"What do you mean?"
"I'll explain," he said, "when it gets hard to a certain point there isn't anything I can do about it. I just had to get it off."
"Yes, you have to get it off. You'll have to get it off without my help."
"Look baby, I want it. I want it so bad, it hurts."
"Well, forget about me," she said, "I want you to find your own satisfaction. You can't expect me to be giving in to you."
"Yes," he said, "that's exactly what I want. I want you to reach over here and feel it."
As Joyce glanced at his crotch, she could indeed see that he had a huge cock there. And, it did get her excited. She was curious to know what the young boy looked like.
"Would you like to see me demonstrate?" he asked curiously.
"I certainly would not," she said indignantly, "that would be disgusting."
"Would it?" he smiled. And then before she knew what was happening, he unzipped his fly. He reached in and fished out his huge prick. As she saw the huge shaft in his hand she had a sudden urge to reach, grab it and squeeze it.
The boy observed this quickly.
"You want to toy with it don't you?" he smiled.
"I certainly do not," she insisted.
"Oh yes you do," he said, "just because you're my aunt, don't let it stop you. You're still not an old woman. How old are you?"
"I'm twenty-six," she said, "and you're sixteen. That leaves a decade between us."
"A what?"
"A decade," she said, "ten years. Don't they teach you anything in school?"
She was getting uptight as she looked at it. She was eager to have sex with him, yet she hated to admit it.
"Go ahead, do it."
Suddenly, under his insistence, Joyce reached out. She gripped the tool in her hand and soon, she was stroking him up and down.
"Oh baby," he smiled, "do I ever love that. Keep it going baby. Keep it going."
Now he reached in and brought out his balls. As she took a look at the huge balls, she realized how eager he was for action.
"Oh, does that ever feel good when you touch me. Reminds me of Terry and how she used to hang on to it."
Suddenly, she told him bluntly, "quit mentioning Terry. You're with me now. And I don't want to hear about Terry."
He detected a bit of jealousy in his aunt Joyce's attitude. And this delighted him.
"You aren't jealous of her are you?" the boy smiled.
"Indeed I'm not," she said, "about the most disgusting thing I've ever heard is you carrying on with that little girl. Actually, there ought to be laws against it. You kids playing around. Why, you could have children."
"Terry is pregnant now," he said sadly.
"And who is the father?" she asked.
"Well, that's hard to say," he scratched his head as his aunt went on pumping his pecker. "With all the guys she took on it's impossible as a matter-of-fact."
"That child will have a head start in this world," she said.
As she went on stroking his cock, she got the sudden urge to have more to do with him. She wanted to look at him naked. She wished that she had him stretched out on the bed and could show him different positions.
"You know baby," she said, "there are so many things that I could guide you in sexually. It would take volumes to tell it all to you."
"Maybe, you could illustrate," he smiled.
"The truth of the matter is I would like to do that. But I would be ashamed if you ever told anybody. Not that I think it's wrong, but it's what others would think of it. You understand?"
"I do understand indeed," he assured, "I really do."
"Would it be more fun for you if we went into the bedroom and we tried a few things?"
"Would it ever," he agreed.
Now, they were ready. And when she took her clothes off, he really got stimulated. He was amazed at what a gorgeous figure his aunt Joyce had. She had the large round breasts with the red nipples that he really dug. And now that she was so anxious to play with him, he could spread out and let it all hang out. She was really turned on when she saw him naked. He was a very handsome boy, with well rounded buttocks, and a giant size shaft and big generous size balls. And, he was fascinated with her mound. It was his desire to really go to town there. He wanted to eat her pussy the way he had done Terry's.
"Oh baby," he smiled at her, "do you ever look good enough to eat."
"I may take you up on that," she told him.
Now he had his own idea of how he wanted to give it to her.
"Honey," he smiled, "would you mind if you lay on your back and you let me get right over your face?"
"Oh, that would be nice," she assured him. "I would love that."
Now he was ready and so was she. It didn't take long, for them to get into position. She lay on her back, and suddenly he was straddling her breasts and guiding his tool to her lips.
"Honey," she told her young relative, "how would it be if I tried something different?"
"Like what?" he asked his aunt Joyce.
"Well, baby, I think you would enjoy a little ass suck action."
"I think I would too," he told her.
Now, she let her tongue slide along the young boy's ass. He was amazed, and then with her hands she gently pulled the buttocks apart and let her tongue slide in there. Her hot tongue went to town.
"Oh, suck my ass-hole," he begged eagerly, "yes, that's what I dig. Suck it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. Suck the ass."
Her hot tongue was sliding up his ass-hole now. And he was using her tongue like a slippery slide. He was going up and down on it.
"Oh, keep it up," he told her excitedly, "keep doing that baby, keep doing it."
Faster and faster her hot tongue went to town. And he was enjoying more every moment.
"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "that's beautiful baby. Keep doing it. Faster, baby. Faster. That's what I dig. Oh yes, keep doing it."
He was amazed at the pleasure he was receiving as her hot tongue stabbed up his anus. And he pumped back giving her all the encouragement he knew how. He reached for his pecker, and began pulling on his shaft. He pulled swiftly, as her tongue continued stabbing in there.
"Keep it up baby," he told her, "yes baby yes, that's wild Keep doing it. Lick me. Faster, baby, faster. That's what I need. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. That's it. Keep doing it. like that. Oh yes baby. Keep going. Oohhh, aahhh, yes yes!"
The hot action was driving her out of her mind. She loved it. And she was happy that the young boy would allow her the honor of licking his ass out for him.
Soon, he was pointing his pecker at her lips. And then, she took it in. She held the organ in her hand a moment, caressing the tip of it very lightly with her lips. Next, she held the tip firmly in her hand while the stem of the organ was roughly bitten and kissed. Now she seized the organ by her lips and drew it outward with her lips as if trying to entice the organ away from his body. Then the organ was pushed more deeply into her mouth where she pressed it and fondled it and then abruptly released it. Now, his prick was held in her hand while gentle love bites were followed. This was added along with tongue caressing which really got him excited. Suddenly, she took half of his penis into her mouth, where she sucked with great force while the tongue played upon it. Then, she took the entire male member imo her mouth as if it were to be swallowed. He was really stimulated now and pumped it to her.
"Oh baby," he told her eagerly, "suck me. Suck my pecker. Oh yes, that's beautiful aunt Joyce, keep sucking me. I love it."
Faster and faster he rode into her. And she loved every second of it. She reached for his behind and played with his ass cheeks while he rammed it to her.
"Oh, suck it. Suck my pecker. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. Keep doing it. That's beautiful, baby. Faster. Oh yes. I love it."
She was delighted to seize him by the buttocks to force him deeper into her mouth. He enjoyed giving it to her. And he really went to town.
"Suck it," he begged, "suck baby, suck."
He was bending over now and she was really enjoying it.
"Oh baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Keep doing it. Faster, honey, faster."
He watched as he moved forward. He liked the sight of her doing it. Aunt Joyce was controlling the action with her head. Suddenly he felt her sucking on the glands. He pumped it in and out of her mouth strongly and slowly several times. And she kept the oral friction of the penis inside her lips, which remained curled over the teeth, creating excitement comparable to the vaginal colitis.
"Oh baby," he panted, "keep that up aunt Joyce. It won't be much longer now. You're really giving me a cock suck. Oh yes."
The cock was touching the back of her throat. And she was able to accept a major portion of his pecker while she performed fellatio. Now, she was reaching out to play with his balls. He loved the feeling of her hands caressing his testicles. And with her other hand she fondled his buttocks.
"Oohhh," he told her, "that's beautiful. Suck. Suck baby, suck."
All the time that she was sucking on him, he was telling how much he enjoyed it. This added to her pleasure. She wanted to give him pleasure and she was succeeding.
"Keep it up," he told her, "keep doing it to me. Yes, keep doing it."
Faster and faster he pumped his tool into her. And she loved it more every moment.
"Oh, suck it off," he told her excitedly. "Suck it. Suck that cock."
She didn't think she could take much more of it now. He was driving it in so far, that he thought maybe she would choke on it. She was really giving him a good blow job. And she was happy that she could. She was delighted that he had visited once more. All of the techniques of fellatio that she had learned, she was using at this point. Her passionate yearnings were being taken care of now. And, she wanted to give him all of the excitement that she knew. It was a wonderful opportunity, for her to use her furious frenzy of delight at having his sexual flesh in her. He wasn't trying to get free as he loved it too much. Their wild love making went on and he wasn't procrastinating to reach his climax. He was almost there.
"Eat my meat," he panted excitedly, "eat my meat. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby, yes, keep sucking. Faster, baby, faster. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby yes, keep it up. That's beautiful. Keep doing it. Oohhh, aahhh, suck the cock. Suck it baby, suck it."
Faster and faster they continued. And now, he was almost there. She could hardly wait for the moment when he would shoot that sperm into her mouth. She wanted to suck every drop of juice out of his proud prick. And she wasn't going to have much longer to wait. Suddenly, he shot his juice into her mouth and she sucked vigorously.
"Oohhh," the boy panted, "aunt Joyce, suck it. Suck my pecker. Suck it!"
Furiously, she sucked him. And she loved every minute of it. He loved it too. And she didn't quit sucking until she got all the juice out of his proud cock. Now, he pulled it out.
"Oh baby," he said, "what a beautiful suck that was."
He lay on her breasts as if they were a pillow. And she caressed his head.
"Darling," she said, "you ought to take care of me now."
"Can I eat your pussy aunt Joyce?" the boy demanded.
"Oh yes, dear, I'd love it."
It didn't take him long now to get down there. All of his prudishness had gone and soon, his hot tongue was licking around her fur trimmed triangle. He wanted to examine it. He was eager to enjoy her. But, he didn't want the sexual experience to flip by too fast. And so, very gently he massaged around her clitoris. He opened her pussy lips and licked. Looking in, he finally thrust his tongue up there. It almost swallowed his tongue as she clutched at it.
"Oh baby," he told her, "that's beautiful. Keep doing it."
Now, he was pumping his tongue into her as if it were a penis. And she really loved it.
"Eat me," aunt Joyce panted, "eat me Lee. Eat me baby."
Her hands went down to his head and she guided him over her cunt. She wrapped her legs around him and pushed up.
"Now, you're doing it," she told him. "Oh yes. That's what I like. Oh, do it baby, do it."
Furiously his hot tongue lashed away. He opened his eyes all the time as he wanted to watch himself as he sucked at her cunt. She was delighted with the way that he would do it. She was pressing up to him, helping him. He wanted to taste her. He was so anxious to, that his tongue lashed away at her velvety vagina walls. Soon he was licking at her clitoris and sucking on it.
"You've got me shaking," she told him. "I can't stop shaking. Oh baby, keep licking. Lap it up. Love it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes."
Skillfully the young boy kept his face buried in his aunt's mound. He was really going to town now as he stabbed her hole.
"Eat it," she told him eagerly, "eat it. Oh yes baby, eat it."
Her head was spinning with delight, as she felt his hot tongue driving in there. It was a moment so exquisite, so beautiful, she could hardly control her bodily movements. He reached up to grip her breasts as he continued sucking on her cunt. And that only added to the tremendous delight that she was experiencing.
"Oohhh," she panted excitedly, "that is beautiful. Keep doing it baby. Keep doing it. Oh yes, love me. Love me."
All of her prudishness was vanishing now as the young boy brought her out completely. She would never be cool or frigid again. For, the young lover was doing things to her that no older had done.
"Stick a finger up my ass-hole," she begged. "I love that."
He added to the cunnilingus now, with a finger fuck action.
"Oohhh," she panted, "I love this, yes."
Indeed she did love it. What the boy was doing now, was giving her great pleasure and tremendous joy. She realized how many women could never know what she was receiving. She felt bad, that they couldn't experience such delightful pleasure.
"Oohhh," she panted, "oh yes, do it. Do it."
She was shooting now and he was licking. The spectacular orgasm that the boy made her achieve with his fantastic sexual stimulation and excitement afforded her one of the best sex acts she had ever had. She gripped him tightly with her legs as he finished sucking her cunt completely.
"That was beautiful," she informed him, "just beautiful."
When he had finished eating her, and she removed her legs from around his shoulders, they lay there on the bed together. Suddenly, the dog decided that it was his turn. He jumped on the bed, and began sniffing at her twat.
"Hey look at your beautiful dog," he said, "he wants to suck."
"It won't hurt anything," aunt Joyce said, as she pulled her pussy lips apart and let her dog have seconds.
"Oohhh, baby look at that," he panted, as he reached down to grip his prick. He felt himself stiffening as he watched them. He had never seen anything like it, and it was indeed a dramatic sight to see.
"And look at his prick," Lee told his aunt Joyce. "That dog wants to fuck you."
"Yes, Tommy does want to screw me."
She reached around to Tommy's dong, and Tommy got the point. Moving forward, she guided him into her twat. Now the dog was going to town. And so was Lee. He was pulling on his prick. And pulling at a furious clip. With his balls in one hand, and his cock held in the other, he watched the dog fucking his aunt Joyce.
"Fuck her," the boy told the dog, "fuck her. Fuck her fast. Oh wow!"
The boy was going out of his mind with delight as he watched the spectacular sight.
"Keep it going," he told her eagerly, "that's beautiful. Keep it going. Oh yes, keep doing it. Faster, baby, faster. Oh, give it to her."
The dog's hard rod was gliding into Joyce and he was amazed at how her cunt lips reached up to grip the tool. Apparently, she had no compunctions about doing it with the dog. And certainly the dog had no compunctions about doing it with her.
"Fuck it," the boy panted, as he watched, "fuck it. Yes, fuck. Fuck."
Faster and faster the hard tool drove into her. And her cunt completely gripped now.
"Oh," she panted excitedly, "that's wild. Fuck me Tommy. Fuck me Tommy."
The dog loved being cheered on by the young boy and the woman. He was having his audience and loving it.
"Keep it up," she told him, "keep doing it. Oh yes. like that. Faster, baby, faster. That's it. Keep it going. Oh yes, keep it going."
Faster and faster the tool rode into her. And she enjoyed it more every moment.
"Oohhh," he panted, "that's too much. Yes baby, yes."
Now, she knew that it couldn't last much longer. It was too fast.
"Oh baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Oh yes. That's wild."
He was enjoying it more every moment. And the sudden jabbing dong was giving Joyce something to live for. She petted the dog's fur, and looked into his eyes lovingly.
"Oh Tommy," she told him, "you sure know how to take care of me. That dong of yours is really beautiful. Slide it in there honey. Keep it going baby, keep it going. That's what I like. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes, fuck. Fuck faster. Keep it going baby, that's beautiful. Oh yes. Just like that."
The dog didn't stop drilling into her. He kept
;t up, until she was about out of her mind.
"Oohhh," she panted excitedly. "That's wild. Oh baby, do it. Do it just like that."
Now, the dog was drilling quicker than ever before. And her cunt was clasping that sliding tool quickly.
"Oh fuck it," she panted, "fuck. Fuck baby, fuck."
The dog wasn't stopping for anything now. He was ramming into orgasm.
"Oohhh," she panted, "that's wild. That's beautiful. Keep fucking. Faster, baby, faster. That's it. Keep fucking. Oohhh, do it like that."
The hot sliding tool glided to her, with fantastic ease. And she loved it. Suddenly, the dog's dick exploded. As the hot juicy cum scalded her vagina she squealed in delight like an animal herself.
"Oohhh Tommy," she panted, "you're too much. Oh Tommy. Fuck. Fuck baby. Fuck!"
The dog's fantastic dick exploded in her once more. He loved the way she enjoyed it. And the boy now wanted more fuck action.
"Oh baby, I'm gonna get on you next," he told her, "I'm really going to ram it to you."
After Tommy had pulled his pecker out of her, Joyce lay there.
"What do you want baby?" she said, "would you like an ass trip?"
"A what, aunt Joyce?" he asked her.
'An ass-hole fuck," she said in a low whisper, "haven't you ever fucked a girl's ass?"
"No, but I'm raring to go," the boy said.
"So am I," she said, "all this fucking activity-has only made me hotter. I've got to be fucked baby, and fucked hard and good."
Her enthusiasm hadn't diminished for a second. She got on all fours and the boy got behind her.
"Now guide it in there honey," she told him eagerly, "that's it. Drill it."
He gripped her ass cheeks and thrust forward. She thought she'd go out of her mind with delight as she felt the rock hard cock sliding in. He couldn't get it in all the way, and she told him:
"You better wait until I put some baby oil on your peter meat."
He pulled his cock out from between her ass cheeks and she got off the bed. As she walked over to the bathroom he watched her cute ass wiggle.
"Oh, your ass is a real turn-on aunt Joyce," he smiled.
"Well, thank you," she said returning with the bottle of baby oil and pouring some into her hands. She took her hands and used it on his cock as she oiled him up.
"This should help it go in smoothly," she said, "you want it to slide in there. That's how it's gonna feel good."
Now, she was ready. And the hot tool started drilling into her.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck it baby. Fuck!"
Faster and faster the hard tool drilled into her. And now she really enjoyed it.
"Oh baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Keep doing it honey, keep doing it."
Faster and faster the hard tool went into her. And he got it past her tight anal ring gripping her ass cheeks and fucked furiously.
Glancing in the mirror he enjoyed pulling his meat out as far as he could without taking it out, and then thrusting it back. She bent over, with her ass upended, so he could really ram it home.
"How do you like it honey?" she asked Lee.
"Fantastic," he told her, "you've really got an ass on you."
"Thank you dear," she said, "keep driving it in there baby. Oh, I just love that."
Faster and faster the hot hard tool drove into her, and she liked it more every time.
"Oohhh," he panted, "keep that going. Faster, faster, baby, that's how it's done. Keep drilling. Yes baby, yes."
The rock hard cock did its thing and she loved it. Every second of it.
"Keep fucking," he told her, "keep fucking baby. Keep fucking."
She pushed her ass back to meet his advancing cock thrusts. This added enormously to his pleasure.
"Grab it with your ass honey," he advised, "Like that. Oh yes. I dig that. Keep doing that. Oohhh, aahhh, now you're doing it. That's what I need. Oh yes, fuck, fuck faster, oh baby, fuck, fuck baby fuck!"
The rock hard cock sliding in there was almost too much. She was enjoying it now, more than she ever had before.
"Keep it up baby," he told her excitedly, "keep doing it. Faster, oh yes. like that. That's what I dig. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby yes."
He had never had an ass fuck before. And he regretted the times that he had seen Terry, his girlfriend, with her cute ass cheeks hanging out and he hadn't stabbed it with his prick. Now, as his aunt Joyce wiggled her butt for him, he realized what a fabulous way of screwing, this was.
"Keep it up," he told her, "keep doing it. Faster, faster. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes! That's beautiful. Keep fucking. like that. Oh, I just love it."
Now he was going out of his mind with pleasure. He could hardly stand it any more.
"Keep it up," she begged him, "keep doing it baby. Keep doing it."
Now, the pleasure was building to the point where he was trembling with passion and delight.
"Oh," he told her, "I love this. Keep going. Oh baby, that's beautiful. Keep fucking. Faster. Faster."
The young boy's slippery dick was sliding into her ass-hole, and she was gripping it quickly. In hard ramming drives, he really enjoyed it.
"Keep it up baby," he told her, "that's wild. Keep fucking. Faster baby, faster."
There was no doubt in his mind now about the keen pleasure of ass fucking. And he imagined he was riding a bucking bronco. He loved the way she bucked back at him as he drove into her.
"Take my tool, baby," he told her eagerly, "take it baby. Take it. That's it, fuck. Fuck fast. Oh baby, keep it going. Drill it in there. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. Keep that going. I love it. Fuck. Fuck baby!"
She told him quickly some things about ass fucking.
"Jab it to the right honey," she said, "and I'll twist it to the left. Corkscrew fucking."
"Okay," he told his aunt as he jabbed his prick into the right. Sure enough, aunt Joyce twisted her tail to the left and then he drilled it straight ahead.
"Oh, that's it," she told him, "you're gonna cum soon baby."
She could tell by the piston precision pumping of his pecker that he wasn't far from shooting.
"Keep it going," he told her, "oh yes, keep grabbing that prick of mine. I love it. It's really thrilling now. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes, that's wild. Keep fucking. Fuck it faster. Oh baby, keep doing it."
The hot delight of what he was experiencing now was driving him out of his mind with pleasure.
The pleasure that he was deriving now, from all of this fucking activity was surpassing anything he had ever had before.
"Oohhh," he told her eagerly, "that's wild fucking. You're really a wild ass."
Now, he had lost all identity of personality. She wasn't aunt Joyce, she was just a gorgeous ass tight and tremendous. And he wasn't a man.
He was just a huge shaft sliding into her. There they were in this gorgeous connection of animalism. A sliding tool driving into a hot ass-hole. And the ass-hole received the cock, grabbing it, squeezing it, giving him thrills, as his balls bounced on her firm round buttocks.
"Fuck it," he told her in his final thrusts, "fuck. Fuck. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes, yes!"
He wasn't far from shooting now and he massaged her buttocks-he looked down at her eagerly, wanting her to give him more pleasure.
"Keep it up," he told her, "keep fucking. That's the way to do it. Keep going. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes, that's it. Keep fucking, faster. Faster. Oh I like it. Just like that. Now you're doing it. Come on baby and fuck. Oohhh, aahhh, yes. Yes. Oohhh yes. Fuck. Fuck faster. like that."
The hot twisting tail was producing marvelous sensations. And he was really turned on with his aunt Joyce. He wished he could have her to fuck all the time.
"Oohhh, you're killing me," he told her, "you don't know what you're doing to me. You don't know how tremendous it feels to my prick. Oohhh, this too much. I love it. It's fantastic."
His huge penetrating shaft didn't stop for a second. He kept drilling her, and she kept receiving him.
"Oohhh," he panted, "I love this. Yes, I love it."
It wouldn't be much longer now. And he was thankful.
"Oh," he panted, "that's beautiful. Yes baby yes, that's wild."
He rammed it in her rectum as far as it would go, and had his eyes focused on her ass as she kept pumping back. Now, he was shooting.
"Oh, aunt Joyce," Lee panted, "I'm shooting my wad. I'm getting my rocks off. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. I can't stand it."
The hot juice shot out of his dick into her ass, and she ground her hips around to receive it. She squeezed his pecker, milking all of the sticky juice out.
"Oohhh," he grunted, "that's too much. Oohhh yes. Oohhh I'm cuming. Oohhh wow!"
He was right on, as he got his gun off. It was one of the wildest, one of the most fantastic fucks he'd ever had in his life.
"Oohhh baby," he told her eagerly, "this is too much. Yes yes."
It was beautiful action for the both of them. And he was excited as all get out as he finished shooting his sperm into her ass. She loved it as he rammed it up her rectum as far as he could go, and then massaged her ass cheeks.
"You're too much," she told him, "you really are baby."
He was proud of himself, and she was proud too. There was no doubt in her mind that he was really something else.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "I dig you. I dig you all the way."
He pulled his tool out of her ass and lay down beside her. Now the big dog looked at her. He had never had an ass fuck and he wondered why he had been left out. He came over and got on the bed.
"What do you want?" she asked the dog curiously.
He started licking at her ass.
"That dog's too much," he said, "what does he want to do, ram it up your ass?"
"Well, you gave him a demonstration," she said, "I don't see any reason why Tommy can't have an ass fuck. After all I suppose he gets bored with the tongue just like any man would."
"Have you ever sucked him?" he asked suspiciously.
"Of course I have," Joyce admitted, "Tommy is real clean. I have no shame when it comes to giving him oral sex. After all, remember he is a man too. Of course he's our four-legged man, but he is a man."
"He's a dog," Lee reminded his aunt, wondering if she was flipping out.
"But what a dear, precious, wonderful dog," she said. "A dog may be man's best friend, but he is also a woman's best fuck."
"I resent that," Lee said, "I'm a man. I can give you more pleasure with my pecker than that dog can give you with his."
"I don't know about that," Joyce said, "I really don't."
"Aunt Joyce," the boy said abruptly, "you're flipping out over dog fucking. You ought to be ashamed of yourself."
"Don't talk to me about shame," she spit back, "I have none. I feel no guilt. Look what you told me about that girl Terry at your high school that you're balling. Now you say everybody else is balling her and now she's got a child coming. Well, is that exactly ideal?"
"No," the boy hedged, "but it's better than getting syph or VD."
"Oh, don't mention those things," she said, "it always makes me nervous to talk about those diseases."
"All right," he said, "I won't. But if you're so crazy to have that dog, I won't care if you want to let him slide it up your ass. As a matter-of-fact, I think it should be a real comical sight. I would like to have my camera."
"You dirty minded boy," she said, "can't get your mind off dirty pictures. Well, what Tommy and I have going for us means a lot more than dirty pictures to you. Believe me. If Tommy wants to slide it up my ass-hole, I'll let him. And, he's going to give it to me nice, aren't you Tommy?"
As she patted the bed, the dog bounded up there. She stroked the dog, and the dog seemed to smile back at her.
"I think that animal is in love with you," Lee told her.
"Well, I think he is," she said, "I've been very good to Tommy. I've given him his baths, I've given him good dog food and dog candy on occasion."
"What do you do, bribe him to fuck you, with dog candy ? " Lee laughed.
"I should say not," Joyce said, "the candy that he-likes better than anything is between my legs.
And it's liquid candy. You know, you have an awfully dirty mind to think I would stoop to bribing a dog to do it. That wouldn't be right."
"Well, I'm glad you've got some morals aunt Joyce," he said, "that appears to be the only one you've got left."
"I'm sorry I ever gave you a chance to love me.
"You call this loving?" he asked.
"Of course it is, damn it," she said, "don't you know that when two people connect, and they feel something beautiful, that's love."
"Yes," the boy chuckled as he looked at aunt Joyce. "You really are something else. What are you on?"
"I'm high on love. High on my own juices. I don't need dope. I can a trip my own way. Now, I don't want anymore to do with you. I'm going to confine my love to Tommy."
"Carry on Tommy," the boy laughed, as the dog began licking at her cunt.
She stroked him affectionately, and gave a disdainful look at Lee.
CHAPTER SIX
At this point, she didn't care about anything except Tommy's satisfaction. And, if Tommy wanted to fuck her ass-hole, he should have that opportunity.
"Lee, darling," she asked the young boy, "would you help Tommy get in my ass?"
"You've got a lot of nerve to ask me to do a thing like that."
"Oh, forget about it," she said. "If you want to be difficult, I'll never have sex with you again."
That did it. Now she was ready. And she had made up her mind as to what she wanted to do.
"All right," the boy relented, "I'll help Tommy."
He put Tommy's paws upon her back and as she bent over, he helped guide the dog's dick into her ass-hole.
"I don't enjoy doing this," Lee said. "I don't want Tommy thinking I'm queer for his prick."
"I'm sure Tommy won't think that at all," she said, "he'll just give you an affectionate lick."
"I don't want his affectionate lick. I have no idea where that tongue has been. I'd rather not think about it."
Sure enough, he placed the dog's paws on her back and then reaching down guided the dog's hard prick into her ass-hole. Now, he didn't have to do another thing. Tommy was doing it.
"Oh, wow," he said, "what a fuck. I never saw anything like it. This is really too much."
"Baby," she suggested quickly, "if you want to get in front of me and spread your legs out, I'll give you some action you won't forget."
By this time, the young boy was so hot, he needed action.
"Tell you what I'll do," he told her, "I'll bend over just like you're bending over for him. Then you can eat my ass out and a moment or two later you can suck my cock off. How would that be?"
"Oh, that sounds fantastic," she agreed.
Lee bent over in front of her and then he upturned his ass so he could get at him. Now she was going to town.
"Suck it," he told her emphatically. "Suck ass."
As Aunt Joyce bent over to lick his ass-hole, he looked in the mirror and quite a sight greeted his eyes. There they were reflected. A strange looking trio indeed. Tommy, the dog, stabbing her ass-hole at a furious pitch, while she was eating his ass out.
"Oh, wow!" the young boy panted, "that is really something. Keep it going, baby, keep it going."
Faster and faster, her hot tongue stabbed his ass. She kept pace with Tommy's cock. It was a strange thing to do. Yet, she was discovering new dimensions of pleasure and new depths of debauchery and depravity. She seemed to be going down, down, down, into a whirlpool of evil and lustful sin.
"Suck my ass out," the young boy begged his aunt, "suck it. Oh, yes, Aunt Joyce. I love it. Stiffen your tongue, honey. Stab it way up there. I want to feel it."
The higher it got, the easier it was for her to get it going.
"Keep it up, baby," he begged her. "Keep it going. Oh, yes, I like it. Just like that. Keep going."
Faster and faster, the hot tongue plunged up the ass-hole and the pleasure was increasing every second.
"Oh, baby," he told her eagerly, "that is fantastic. Keep fucking. That's what I dig. Oh, yes, keep fucking."
The furious tempo of the wild fucking activity was building to a fever pitch.
"Oh," he panted excitedly, "that is too much. Keep fucking. Faster, baby, faster. That's what I dig. Keep it going."
There was no doubt about it, the pleasure was increasing by the second and he really was enjoying it.
"Oh," he panted, "that's beautiful. Keep it up, honey. Keep it going."
Faster and faster, the hot tongue stabbed away. And now she was reaching around to play with his pecker. She was fondling the balls and stroking the long prick. As she pulled on the penis, he became more excited. His ass quivered as the hot tongue stabbed away and his pecker dripped with juice. She knew that she would have to have him turn around soon if she was going to suck his prick off. Or, it would shoot on the bed. And that would be a terrible waste.
"Lee," she told him, "turn around. I want to eat your meat."
He accommodated her quickly and turned around. As she looked at the huge shaft spread out before her, she knew how eager he was for it. It was glistening with cum at the top of its crown. She gripped it tightly, squeezed it. Then she let her mouth slip over it and went to town.
"Suck it," he told her. "Suck it. Yes, suck the cock. Oh, ah, that's what I dig. Suck it. Suck it off."
Faster and faster, her mouth traveled over the penis. And he enjoyed it. Every fucking sucking second of it.
"Oh, beautiful," he told her. "Beautiful."
Lee couldn't keep his hands off her. He reached for her head and guided her down over his prick as he felt his cock head touch the back of her throat it quivered.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you're doing to me. Just watching that dog, Tommy ram his dick up your rectum and watching you suck on my prick is driving me out of my gourd."
She was a crazed animal at this point. Lust was driving her now and she was not in control of herself. All she knew was that she had an ass-hole that was being stabbed by a dog and she had a mouth that was sucking on a big prick. The fact that it was the young boy's cock and that she was molesting him had vanished from her mind. The fact that it was an indecent, disgusting performance for her to be having the dog's dick sliding up her ass-hole was something that she never thought of. All of this, had vanished in a wave of lust that engulfed her.
"Suck my cock," he told her. "Suck it, oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. Suck the prick. Oohhhh, yes, suck cock. Suck it. Suck it."
She sucked vigorously and he loved it. Every delicious second of it. He was really ramming it home now and giving it to her in hard stabbing thrusts.
"Oh, baby," he told her excitedly, "that's too much. Keep going. Yes, baby, yes."
The fucking trio was continuing now and the young boy was thrusting harder down her throat.
"Suck the juice out of it," he begged her excitedly, "oh, yes, that's what I dig. Keep sucking. Faster, baby, faster."
There was no doubt about it now, she was really having herself a wild time of it. She never thought she could go for sex like this. But, nothing mattered now except her pleasure and this was her pleasure.
"Eat my prick," Lee panted, "eat the juice out of it."
She was sucking vigorously on the head of his tool and it wasn't going to be much longer.
"Oh, that's it," he told her eagerly, "that's it. Now, you're really going to town."
She was indulging herself in this intensely rewarding sensation and she knew that she would orgasm. Even though she wasn't having anything slipped into her cunt, she was going to orgasm quickly. Her hot tongue was sucking vigorously now stimulating all she knew how.
"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, "keep that going. Yes, baby, keep it going."
The hot pleasure was almost there and then the boy climaxed.
"Oh, I'm cuming," he told her excitedly, "I'm cuming."
The hot juice shot down her throat. It was an ecstatic moment for her. And she made the most of it.
"Oh, baby," she panted excitedly. "That was fantastic."
The boy looked at her.
"Get your mouth back on it, there's some more."
Sure enough, Lee was going to have a double header. And she returned to eating his dick. As he continued ramming it down her throat, she felt more juice shooting out. She felt richly rewarded. And, she was really happy.
"Oh, wow!" he panted as he continued pumping it to her. "What a cock sucker you are Aunt Joyce."
Now, the dog got turned on. The dog sensed that the young man had shot his wad. And, the dog didn't want to be behind him. So, he really rammed it to her. Her ass muscles gripped it tightly as he continued pumping.
"Oh, baby," he said, "that dog is really something else."
The dog didn't take much longer now in getting his rocks off. With a few sudden thrusts, he got his pecker off. Then he was really excited.
"Oh," she panted as she pulled her mouth off the young boy's cock, "that's too much. Oh, baby, that's really something."
The hot sensuous pleasure that she had derived from having her ass fucked and doing the cock suck action was almost more than she could stand at this point.
"Oh, baby, I'm really happy. That was fucking. Wild fucking at its best."
The dog pulled his pecker out of her ass-hole and went over to the other side of the room. And she lay back. Now, the young boy looked at his aunt. He looked at her in a completely new light.
"You know, Aunt Joyce," he said, "I never knew you were like this. I really am shocked."
"I'm shocked at myself," Joyce admitted. "I didn't think this was the way either."
"How did you get into such a position as this?" the boy asked.
"It's a long story, darling," she said.
"I'm all ears," Lee informed her. Please tell me.
"Well, I guess I could, darling," she said, "but it isn't a pretty story. I ought to be ashamed of myself. I mean ashamed of myself."
"All right," he said, "tell me."
She began telling him and it bothered her.
"Go ahead," he said, "I don't hold anything against you, Aunt Joyce, I just want to know. I want to know how you got to this point. Then I can understand it better."
"It all began back in college. I didn't want to leap in bed with every boy who wanted me to jump between the sheets. I have a few ideas of my own and they don't include having sex with every man who wants to fuck."
"I know, men expect a lot."
"You should know," she told Lee frankly, "you expected plenty from me too and I'm your aunt."
"That's right," he said. "I don't know why it is, but I guess men expect a lot more of women today. I mean, they expect them to give them head jobs, ass licks, the whole trip." . "And I guess it's the same with women, too," she said, "a kiss isn't a kiss unless it's a cunt kiss."
"Right on," Lee laughed as he went down to his aunt's pussy and lay his head there.
"Well, darling," she said with a smile on her face, "I guess it began with my boss after college. He really put the make on me. Howard Stevens."
"Don't you work for him anymore?" he asked.
"No, baby," she said, "I cut out of there. Howard was a helluva man. He really was."
Lee, being in such close proximity to his aunt's cunt, decided that he would have some fun.
"You don't mind if I play with it down here?" he asked her.
"Permission is granted," she said as she watched him slip a finger into her cunt.
Then as he manipulated his finger around her juicy vagina, he got some of the moisture to slip into her anus and he slipped the finger up the ass-hole and played with it.
"Oh, that feels so good, Lee," she told him.
' Glad you like it, Aunt Joyce," he said, "I'll give you a double finger fuck. Now, you go right on talking and tell me and we'll both be happy."
She moved her buttocks out as the boy continued thrusting his finger into her ass-hole and she loved the other finger going into her cunt.
"Do you mind if your aunt makes one suggestion?" she asked.
"Why no," he said eagerly, "I'm always open to suggestions."
"Well, baby," she continued, "the best way to make it really fun is for you to do this. You manipulate the clitoris. That's the part where the pleasure is. That's the love button, baby."
"Love button, it is," he said as he fingered her clit eagerly.
Then she went on with her story.
"Well, I got sick to death of what Howard made me do. Then I was really a babe in the woods. I had had hardly any experience and it came as quite a jolt to me when this Howard wanted me to do everything under the sun to him. I mean, it made me ill."
"I know what you mean," he said. "Some of those bastards can be awful. Did he make you eat his ass out too?"
"Of course," she said, "that goes without saying. That's one of the specialties of the house."
"Did he eat your cunt?" the boy asked, as he went on plunging his fingers into her ass-hole and her pussy at the same time.
"He certainly did, darling," she said, "and he had a long tongue. A good reach."
"As good as mine?" Lee laughed. "Darling, Howard Stevens had a lot of experience.. He's used his office force to satisfy his lustful nature and his carnal nature is pretty debauched. Then, I met his wife, Alice. I felt guilty as hell and I thought I would tell Alice what was going on at the office."
"Did she appreciate your telling her?" the boy demanded.
"Then, darling, I got one of the biggest jolts of my life. Alice told me that she couldn't stand him. That she hadn't been having sex with him for years. She added she wanted to divorce him. However, he was doing everything in his power to prevent a divorce action as she had so much goods on him that it would cost him more than he would care to pay. So, he figured it was cheaper to keep Alice happy by giving her plenty of money in her bank account so she could buy nice clothes, furs and jewels, and he could fuck women on the side. So, he would have a slew of secretaries that would be in and out of his office like a revolving door basis and then he had fresh pussy."
"All that to keep that bastard happy," Lee said, as he went on sliding his fingers into her. "Some guys have all the luck."
"You call that luck?" she said.
"Yes, I do," he said, reaching up and grasping her breast with one hand, while his two fingers and the other hand kept working at her.
"Well, I don't," she said, "it isn't fair. When a person takes those marriage vows, it ought to have some meaning. Believe you me, Lee, if I ever found a man that would love me, I would be loyal as hell."
"Well, I guess you would, Aunt Joyce. You've lived enough to know what love means."
"That's right, darling," she said, "I'm familiar with the various meanings and dimensions of love. And, baby, let me tell you something. All this playing about, means nothing. The only thing that has any validity in the long run is sincerity. And there isn't much sincerity in what some men and women are doing today. Even with their beautiful marriage licenses framed above the bed. Their king size bed with their various sexual devices. It takes all those devices because they don't have enough pure love in them to produce sexual orgasm. Therefore, they have to resort to everything under the sun to manipulate and titillate. I call that the real dull mechanical orgasm."
"Mechanical orgasm," the boy said as he went on pumping his fingers into her pussy and her ass-hole. "What's that?"
"I see they haven't given you a sex education at all at school," she said, "so I'll have to. Well, the greatest thing is apocalyptic orgasm. The apocalyptic orgasm is when two people meet and merge. It's soul love exploding into orgasm. That's beautiful. As opposed to that, there is the mechanical fuckers. They have to try everything. You know, baby, the guy who slips on the French tickler, the woman who has to use the dildo. The fucking machines. The vibrators. The sex pills. The whole bit"
"Sex pills?" he asked, "tell me about those. If I ever get impotent I can use them."
"There you go," she said, "just like all the others. You're thinking of mechanical fucking. Look, darling," Aunt Joyce explained, "you won't have to worry about impotency if you love the girl correctly. It'll just jump up there and you'll be a real tiger with a royal dick that will stab her like she's never been stabbed before. And it will shoot enough to please her. I mean those balls will produce sperm like sperm was going out of style. That's when it's genuine. If it's phony or artificial or fake, it won't work."
"I see," he said, "that's real weird, isn't it?"
"Maybe, it is," she said, "but, baby, that's the way it is."
"You know, darling," he said, "you're starting to juice."
"You see, baby, you're good at that finger movement. It isn't because I give a damn about you right now, because I don't. As a matter-of-fact, I'm furious with you. But mechanical fucking will do that. You see, if you manipulate the sex organs just so, it can work even when you don't want them to."
"That's beautiful," he said, "you're so honest. I guess it's that lack of hypocrisy about you, Aunt Joyce, that makes me love you so much. Of course, if I told the kids at school my aunt fucks a dog, they would really laugh. They'd say, oh, you've got an aunt who's a dog fucker. You dirty slob. But, I would bash their teeth in because, Aunt Joyce, you're beautiful. You're honest. You're no hypocrite. You are what you are and that's it"
"Oh, darling," she said softly, "I'm so glad to hear you say that. It's meant so much to me."
There was a great deal of satisfaction that she had now as she approached mutual fulfillment with his finger fucking activity.
"Well, honey," she said, "from Howard, I went to Alice and Alice was a real trip. I'll be frank and honest with you. You congratulated and applauded me for telling the truth. And I won't hold back on you. Alice was a bi-sexual woman. Do you know what that is?"
"I think I know," the boy said, "we call it ac/dc at school."
"Well, Alice was a swinging ac/dc if there ever was one. And, she was more than that baby. She had a beautiful dog named Redford."
"And that's how you got your pet, that's how you got Tommy."
"Right on," she laughed, as she looked at the young lad. "You see, Tommy was a by-product of my getting together with Alice."
"You mean you fucked Alice?" the boy chuckled. "You fucked the boss's wife too?"
"I did," she said, "Alice needed a good balling and I wasn't adverse to giving her a good time.
She was a lovely human being. I didn't look upon her as a sex object. I looked upon her as a soul. And we communicated as two souls, not as woman and woman. No doubt, if I'd thought about it at all, I never would have done it. Of course, being stoned out of my gourd with plenty of liquor helped."
"I'm sure it did," he said. "Well, then you've done just about everything haven't you, Aunt Joyce?"
"I suppose I have, love," she said, "except for one thing that comes to mind."
"What in hell is that?" he asked.
"That fucking machine they make in France," she said, "I hear that it's really great. It's like a reducing machine. I mean you stand up to it. It has penises. Different sizes, and three speeds."
"Oh, no," he asked, "how much?"
"Well, they are costly," she said, "it's three fifty for the deluxe model. They have a cheaper model for two fifty but I wouldn't have it."
"Are you going to get one of them?" he asked.
"I think I should have one for a rainy day," she said, "if Tommy should ever go impotent on me, and if I can't find somebody to love me, then I could always rely on my machine. That's as long as the electricity is working. That's what worries me about that machine. What if we had a power blackout or something. And, I couldn't use it and I was desperate for it. I can just see myself standing there with the lights out, screaming at that fucking machine. Telling it, 'Fuck. Fuck,' and it couldn't fuck because the current was gone."
"Well, you shouldn't think about such negative things," he said. "I'm sure they are going to figure out some way so they can stop this energy crisis problem. You know, I'm worried too. I'm going to get me a car pretty soon and I hope they've got enough gas by the time I'm able to use it because you need a car, to get the gas, to get the piece of ass to go to the drive-in movie to fuck her."
"Is that the only reason you want a car?" she asked Lee, as he went on sliding his fingers into her industriously.
"Well, can you think of a better reason?" he smiled smugly.
"Lee, I'm afraid you're too absorbed in sex. I don't like it. If you could get your mind off it. If you could take a vacation. Maybe you should join up with some men's team."
"What kind of team?"
"Some sports team," she said, "you would really like it. Maybe, you should take up football or something."
"That's dangerous," he said, "I read where some of those football players are fucking each other. And if they aren't doing that they are talking about getting women. And having orgies. You know, it's getting to be dangerous all over."
"I guess that's true," she said, "maybe some solo sport. Maybe you could run. Then you could run away from it all."
"Good idea," he said as he was bringing his fingers to a climax in her cunt.
"You're doing a beautiful job down there, hon-y," she congratulated him. "You're going to make some woman very happy. Pinch the clit please."
"Like this?" he said, squeezing hard. "Not like that," she said, "that's a little too hard honey. Do it lighter."
He slowed down, and did it lighter. That made it easier to take.
"Better," she said, "that's better. A steady rhythm. And never too hard. Remember gentleness is the secret. The same thing with the tongue. When you're licking down there, you've got to lick smoothly. Not too hard. Some men are just terrible. Sticking those plunger peckers in, is enough to turn any woman into a lesbian. I think they ought to give men courses in smooth fucking."
"Well, they might down at high school," he said, "we've got a couple of teachers there who say they're gonna try to get sex courses and have people illustrate."
"Oh, I'd like to be one of the first illustrated to the young people," she said, "think of the happiness and pleasure I could bring if I could use my body to explain how it's done."
"Good thinking," he went on, "really good thinking."
"Well, I thought so," she said, "after all if a thing is worth doing it's worth doing well. And that includes balling. Right?"
"Right on," he said. "How are we doing now?"
"I could use your tongue in there honey," she said wiggling about the bed, "all this talking about sex has gotten me hot again. I'm sure I could climax in multiples if you would let your tongue slide in. Do it smooth. like that. Yes. like that. Not too fast. Slow and easy. Oh yes."
Now, his hot tongue was plunging into her as his finger had. He didn't take his finger out of her ass-hole. He thought that the combined action of his tongue sliding in her cunt, and his finger gliding up her ass-hole, would give her the type of pleasure that she wanted.
"Oh, yes honey," she told him, "I love that. Keep going. Keep it going baby."
Faster and faster the action continued. And the pleasure was increasing with every jab.
"Keep it up baby," she begged him. "Keep it going. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby, yes. Keep doing it. That's the way I dig it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes."
Faster and faster the hot tongue plunged in there licking her juicy vagina. Joyce wiggled about the bed as she felt the sensations flowing through her body. She loved the way he kept that finger gliding up there. No doubt about it, he knew how to slide his finger up her ass-hole and make it feel good. He wasn't rough. He was doing it smooth and easy. Gentleness was the mark of every move that he made around her genitals.
"Oohhh Lee," she panted, "if I was ten years younger. Oohhh baby, we could do this every night. Wouldn't this be a sex trip? Oohhh baby, love me. Lick me. Light me up down there baby.
Oohhh honey."
She was turning and tossing and twisting on the bed like she was going out of her mind. The young boy was amazed how much she could take of this. Apparently she was a little bit oversexed.
"Eat me," she begged him eagerly, "eat me darling. Eat me. Oohhh yes, this is love. This is pure love. This is joy."
Joyce now reached down to guide his head. She ran her fingers through his wavy hair. She loved feeling of his scalp with her fingernails as she rode him.
"Oh honey, eat that juicy pussy. You're gonna love it. Oh yes, there's more. Gonna feed you. Oohhh yes baby. You're gonna love this nice liquid lunch. Oh it's gonna taste delicious. Oohhh, aahhh, keep licking."
All of her propaganda over her pussy was calculated to do one thing. She wanted the kid to continue licking the snatch. Having cum so many times, she was having a little difficulty making it again. Therefore, she knew she'd need his finger sliding up her ass-hole as far as it would go, as well as his tongue licking all around her quivering pink flesh.
"Keep it up baby," she insisted, "that's beautiful. Oh yes darling. Keep doing that. Oh, I love it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby yes."
Faster and faster, the hot tongue laved her. And she was becoming more turned on every moment.
"Keep it up darling," she panted eagerly, "keep going. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby, yes. That's how it's done. Oohhh, lick it. Lick it quickly. Oh baby, lick. Lick that. Lick it. Lick that juicy pussy."
Faster and faster the hot tongue licked away. It was an exciting intensely delicious moment for her. And as the hot tongue continued licking away at her vagina, she became more and more intrigued with it.
"Suck it," she told him, "suck baby. Suck, that's it. Suck."
Faster and faster the hot tongue went to town. She was really enjoying herself, as she never had before in her life.
"Oh lover," she panted, "You are too much. I love you. Oh baby, that's beautiful. Keep licking. Faster, baby, faster. Now you're doing it. Oh yes, that's how I like it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes!"
The hot action sustaining down at her pussy was bringing her to a scorching climax. She knew she was going to juice and juice a lot. So did the boy. He could start the vagina walls juicing, and he wouldn't stop now for anything.
"Eat it," she begged, "eat it baby, eat it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby, yes, that's what I dig. Oohhh, eat me. Eat my pussy. Now, you're doing it. Oh, aahhh, yes lover, yes lover."
Quickly the hot tongue swept the vagina lining, and then he went to her clitoris, nibbling. She juiced. As Joyce juiced in his face, he got so excited he pulled his finger out of her ass-hole clasping her ass cheeks with both hands and pulling her twat tighter to his lips. The delicious satisfying taste of the hot fluid had given him tremendous fulfillment.
"Suck me," she said passionately, "suck me. Oh baby, keep doing it. That's the way I want you to do it. Oh it's so stimulating. Oh honey, I love it."
He couldn't stop doing it and she was going out of her mind as she kept juicing in his face.
"Suck it, lap it up, that's it. Keep doing it."
Now, she was really excited and delighted. It had been a fantastic moment for her. And this is what she desired more than anything.
"Suck it, Oh baby, that's wild. Keep doing it."
Finally he pulled away. And she looked at him with such delight in her eyes. It seemed as if she couldn't get enough sex. She needed more. Their orgasms were ready.
"Honey, get that vibrator over there. I would like to have you shove that in and out of me."
"But, haven't you had enough aunt Joyce?" Lee asked.
He was worried about his aunt. She was going overboard on sex. And he wanted her to stop.
"No, damn it," she snapped indignantly. "I think I know when I've had enough. How can you tell what I feel? Now you hurry up and get over there."
He went over quickly and got it for her. Now, she was really excited.
"Oh honey," she smiled, "that's wild. Do it for me."
Faster and faster he went to town. And she loved it. Every moment of it.
"Oohhh," she panted, "that's beautiful. Keep doing it."
This was indeed action, stimulating beyond belief.
"Oh baby," he told her eagerly, "you're really doing something. I love that."
She was going out of her mind as she felt the vibrator sliding in. She clasped it with her cunt muscles and turned and twisted on the bed. She was determined to climax another time.
"Is that enough?" the boy asked shyly.
"I'll tell you when I've had enough," aunt Joyce answered indignantly.
As the dog saw the demonstration of vibrator fucking he was amazed. He came over and watched by the bed.
"Oohhh," she panted. "You don't know how good that feels to me. It's just fantastic. I love it. Oh do it. like that. Yes, yes!"
Faster and faster the vibrator plunged into her. And she loved it. Every moment of it.
"Oohhh, that's beautiful baby, I love it. Yes baby yes."
Hotter and hotter the action continued. And she was really going out of her gourd with pleasure.
"Oh honey," she said excitedly, "you're too much. Yes baby, yes. Keep doing that. Keep doing it. Faster, faster, yes, yes!"
It was indeed a fantastic moment for her. And every second she enjoyed it more.
"Oh honey," she panted, "keep your hand moving quicker. Now, you've got that motion, jab it in there. Oh, I love it in there. Oh, I love it when that vibrator slides into my cunt hole. It's slick and nice from all the times I've been shooting. Oh yes, I'll juice quickly. I've got a juicy vagina today, what say?"
Aunt Joyce was turning and twisting and tossing on the bed like she was flipping out of her mind.
"Oohhh," she panted, "fuck baby, fuck. Use the vibrator. Faster, honey, faster. Oh yes. Just like that. Now you're doing it. Ooohhh, aahhh, yes yes, keep going. That's what I want. More baby, more."
She was really excited. Going out of her mind with delight.
"Keep it up baby," she panted, "Keep going. Oh yes, that's what I dig. Oh lover, yes. Faster. Faster baby. Faster."
The hot delight of what she was experiencing now got to her. She was really enjoying herself as she never had before in her life.
"Oh honey," she sighed excitedly, "you're too much. Yes baby yes. I love it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes!"
Suddenly, she felt herself juicing and it felt slippery as the dildo kept running into her.
"Oohhh," she sighed, "this is beautiful. I'm juicing. Oh baby. I love it."
The boy was so amazed at how much fun she was having with it he looked at her curiously.
"What does that feel like?"
"You turn around honey and I'll slide it up your ass-hole and you'll find out."
The boy was eager and got on all fours and bent over.
"My ass is ready."
She pulled the vibrator out of her own cunt and then gripping it tightly, thrust it into the boy's behind.
"How do you like it?" she said excitedly, "Now I'm giving it to you. Way up there. Oh baby, isn't that gorgeous?"
He was really excited and stimulated. He kept pushing this way and that as the thrills went over him in waves.
"Oh, keep it up baby," he told her eagerly, "that's wild. Yes baby, yes. Keep doing it. Faster, oh like that. I love it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes yes. I can't understand it. Why should that slippery thing sliding up my ass-hole be so delightful. But it is. Keep fucking me."
Aunt Joyce was really delighted now. She had one hand on his dong pulling and the other hand working the vibrator in and out of his ass-hole skillfully. His tight anus muscles squeezed on the slippery dildo as it went into him.
"That vibrator is just like a dildo," he told his aunt Joyce. "It's fantastic. Oh wow!"
He was discovering two dimensions of sex. The thrill of being penetrated, as well as the thrill of the activity that was driving him out of his mind.
"Fuck my ass-hole," he told his aunt, "fuck it. Do it faster. Yes, like that. Now you're doing it. Oh yes. I love it. Keep fucking. Faster baby, faster. That's how I want it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes yes!"
Now, she was really going to town faster and faster. She was getting a special delight from pushing the vibrator into his ass-hole and watching his cock get larger and larger.
"I never knew anybody could do such a thing," he laughed. "Aunt Joyce you're fantastic."
"Well, I never knew anybody could do this either," she told him with a laugh. "It is really fun. And I mean it."
The two of them were paying no attention to anything. The only thing of importance at this point was their own pleasure. Pleasure had become a principle with them.
"Pull my meat quicker," he urged her on, "pull it faster. like that. Oh I love it. Keep doing it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes that's the way. Oh, faster. Do it. Oohhh, aahhh, baby, yes yes!"
The hot pleasure that they were deriving from this wild activity was surprising to them both. Yet, they were enjoying it. That was the truth.
Suddenly, she saw the cock starting to drip and she got in front of it. She continued sliding the vibrator up the ass-hole, while she grabbed on the prick and started sucking.
"Eat my meat," he begged eagerly, "eat it. That's it baby, do it baby, do it."
As the tool slid down her throat, she gulped.
"Oohhh," he sighed, "I love this. It's fantastic. Yes baby. That's what I dig. Oohhh, aahhh, yes yes!"
The hot delightful activity, was something else. She never knew she could have anything she would enjoy quite this much.
"Suck on it, suck it. Oh baby, that's beautiful. Keep sucking. Faster, faster baby. That's it baby. That's beautiful."
She sucked vigorously, giving him the activity he wanted and he was about ready to climax now. She rammed the dildo in farther up his ass-hole and he shot his wad. She gulped it down.
"Eat it," he begged excitedly, "eat it. Yes, eat my dick. That's what I want. Oh, I need it. Yes, Baby, lick it. Faster honey, faster. That's what I need. Oh yes suck it. Suck the juice out of it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes!"
She was really excited now. It was the hottest most wonderful sex act she had ever experienced. And she was really happy.
"Oh honey," he panted, "you're too much. You really are. I love this."
She was still sucking on his joint, and finally it was tickling so much he had to tell her to quit.
"Aunt Joyce," he told her, "stop sucking. You've had enough."
Finally she released his cock, but reluctantly. She hated to give up on it. It was too much fun.
"All right darling," she said, "I'll quit. But I was having such a ball. I hated to quit."
"I could tell that," he said quickly.
It was a beautiful moment for them both. And now it was over. Tragically over. She had enjoyed it so much, she wanted it to last forever.
"Oh honey," she sighed excitedly, "You're too much. You really are."
She wanted him and she clasped his ass cheeks in her hand after she let the vibrator slide out of his ass-hole. She kept looking at him. His cock was going limp and his balls weren't swelling anymore.
"What are you staring at me like that for?" Lee asked his aunt.
"It's so beautiful," she said, "I just can't take my eyes off it. I know I shouldn't be so fascinated by your privates, but I am. I guess I'm very immoral."
"Oh, you're just a molester," he chuckled, "along with a few other things, like dog fucker, and woman lover, and fooling around with the boss. I guess, you are what you would call a modern day sexual revolutionist. You've been liberated, haven't you?"
"I have honey," she agreed, "I have indeed."
"Baby, promise me I can come over and get blow job activity like this anytime I want."
"Why, yes Lee," she said, "if you enjoy it so much, I don't see any reason why you shouldn't.'"
"I'm not going to worry about Terry and her blow jobs," he said with a laugh, "the hell with her."
It gave him a funny feeling as he thought about it. He just didn't knew what to do.
"Oh baby," he laughed, "you are beautiful. You're just beautiful."
There was no doubt in his mind now, about a lot of things. He was really turned on with his aunt Joyce.
"You know I've got a friend Bruce who would love to see you making it with the dog."
"I don't know whether I should let anyone else see me with Tommy," she said, "I don't think Tommy approves."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well, Tommy doesn't appreciate people watching. After all, he's a very sensitive dog. He might think we're exploiting him."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Now that he had made the suggestion about Bruce, she was eager to follow through. She wondered what Bruce would be like.
"Do you think I would like Bruce?" she asked him.
"I think so," he said. "That is, if you're not prejudiced."
"What do you mean, prejudiced?" she asked. "Bruce is black."
"Oh," Aunt Joyce smiled. "A nice black boy. Well, I have nothing against anybody. I think, as a matter-of-fact, that I might be doing a great favor to have sex with a black man. You know, that's one thing I haven't tried." As she held up her hand, she counted them off one by one. She put Tommy at the top. "First there was Tommy, then there is Howard, my boss; then there was his wife, Alice. And then there's you. Now Bruce. Well, that should be a lot of fun. I hear those black men have fantastic sized peckers."
"They do," he said, "I've seen this character, Bruce, in the showers at school after he finished playing football. You should see the size of his meat, even when it's limp."
"How long is it, do you imagine?" she asked curiously.
"I'd say it's nine inches."
"You haven't measured?"
"Well, no, Aunt Joyce," Lee laughed. "I can't very well walk up to this guy with a tape measure and say 'would you mind if I measured your dong?'"
"Well, that would be a little unconventional, wouldn't it?" she smiled. "It certainly would."
By this time Tommy was licking at the lips of her vagina again.
"Why, Tommy," she said, "haven't you had enough? I think it's indecent the way this dog keeps wanting more. You would think he would have been satisfied long before this."
"Tommy apparently hasn't gotten enough," he said.
There was no doubt in his mind now about anything. It appeared obvious that she was willing to do almost anything. And he thought it would be a lot of fun to see her debased even more.
"Do you want me to hold the lips open for him?" Lee asked.
"Well, you might do him a big favor. He can't do it with his paws."
"It's a pity," Lee laughed, "that the poor dog can't. I'm sure he would really get a charge out of that."
They had a good laugh over that one.
"Oh, Tommy," she panted, as she felt the dog's lapping tongue licking away. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Keep licking. Lick it quicker. Ohh, ahh, yes, yes, keep that going. I just love it."
Faster and faster the hot tongue went to work inside her vagina. She loved it, every sucking second of it.
"Eat it," she panted eagerly. "Oh yes, eat it. Ohh, ahh, yes, boy, yes, that's beautiful. Keep it up, boy, keep it up."
The dog was doing his thing, and she was getting a big charge out of it, too.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "I love that. Oh yes, I really dig it."
There was no doubt in her mind now about the dog. He really was something else. She couldn't help marvel at the way the dog's tongue went to town on her.
"Oh, suck me," she told Tommy. "Suck my pussy, suck my pussy."
The dog licked away. As the young boy, Lee, sat there he wondered if his aunt had any more juice left in her well.
"Do you think we can resurrect any more cunt juice?" he asked frankly.
"You never can tell about Tommy," she said. "That dog is something else."
The dog was really doing his thing now, and she was delighted.
"Keep it up, Tommy," she told him, "keep it up, baby. Yes, that's beautiful. Keep doing it. Oh yes, I love it. Keep doing it, baby, keep doing it."
The dog was delighted to excite her this way, and he wasn't one bit ashamed to slip his nose in her cunt and let his tongue lap her juices. Soon the dog had brought her around.
"Oh, I'm cuming," she sighed excitedly. "I'm cuming. It's too much. I'm cuming."
Sure enough, she was juicing, and the dog went to town. Faster and faster his hot tongue licked. As she juiced, he lapped up more of her precious pussy. She loved it and she let her fingers roam through his hair as he sucked.
"Oh," she sighed excitedly, "that's too much. Oh, baby, you're really something else."
It was a hot time for her and her twat, and she loved every second of it. Now she relaxed. Then Lee thought he had better steal out of there. She had gone on at such a clip for so long, he knew that she needed a rest.
"Where are you going, darling?" she asked the boy.
"I'm just going to take it easy," he said. "I hope you don't mind."
"I don't mind at all," she said.
He got dressed, and as he tucked his cock in his shorts, she looked at it wistfully. He smiled as he finished dressing, and then he came over and kissed her cunt goodbye. As he walked out the door, she waved. Tommy didn't bother to look up He looked on Lee as competition, and he didn't appreciate anyone competing with his mistress' cunt. It was his, and his alone.
Now she lay back and relaxed. She let herself drift off to dreamland to the sound of soft music on the music station. Then she heard the whispering winds outside in the trees. They lulled her to sleep along with the music.
She didn't awaken until the next morning when she felt something wet and sticky on her face. She looked up.
"Oh, Tommy," she said tightly, what a beautiful baby. This is your way of waking me, darling, isn't it?"
The big dog looked at her and she looked at him. He was such a charming creature. She reached out and patted him gently.
"Oh, honey," she said, "you're such a sweetheart. You know I love you, don't you ? "
Tommy's eyes seemed to tell her that he understood. How she wished the dog could talk, but his eyes spoke for him. He spoke better than so many men that she had had sex with. As the day wore on, she knew she had to get up. She did, and fixed herself a bloody mary for breakfast. She glanced in the mirror and brushed her hair aside.
"Not much of a breakfast, is it?" she said. Then as she looked at her fur-trimmed triangle, she thought she might shave it. Perhaps a shaved box would be better. Then she began wondering how on earth she was going to make a living. She shaved her box when she finished her bloody mary. Then she went to the phone. She picked it up and responded to an ad that she had read in the paper. It was a private investigator. The private investigator suggested that she come down and see him at his office.
"Well, I really don't know whether I should come or not," she said. "I don't know whether or not you might investigate me."
"Will I have any reason to?" the private investigator asked.
"Well, you might," she said. "You private dicks are something else."
"That we are," he said. "You get your ass down here and we'll talk about business."
"Monkey business, no doubt," she giggled.
"That, along with some other things. Let's hope you swing, honey, because I can't use you as one of my sub-investigators if you aren't willing to go through quite a bit to get the goods on the people we're involved with."
"You speak in riddles," she said. "I don't understand what you're talking about."
"That is deliberate," the man replied. "I do that because otherwise I would have trouble. Trouble making you come down here."
"What is your name again?" she asked, as she had forgotten it the first time he told her.
"David Bowen," he said.
"David, darling," she said, "what time would you like me to come around?"
"When I'm getting off work would be a good time," David chuckled. "We could make it to a bar and have a few drinks and talk over the work."
"Of course," she said, "and later we'll drop up to a motel or. a hotel room. That is, if you aren't married. Then, who knows, you might invite me home to meet your wife, as maybe she'd have eyes for me."
"You'll do," he said. "You've been around. I can tell that by the way you talk. You've got quite a lingo, baby. You drop by around five. We'll go out together and have drinks. We'll take it from there."
She liked the way his voice trailed off sexily. That gave her an idea that she was going to have quite a good time talking to him.
"David," she said, "will you promise one thing?"
"What?" he said, "I never say yes or no until I know what I'm being asked."
"You're a good boy," she said, "but I want to tell you this. I want you to promise me that you won't put the make on me within the first five minutes. Give me six or ten minutes. Then I can get my balance again."
"Promised," he said. "I won't make my pitch until seven minutes. That should be lucky."
"Take care," she said, and hung up.
It really was getting her up-tight thinking about what she was getting into. She knew that she had made a sexual pitch herself. She knew that sex and marriage probably wasn't as satisfactory for him as he wanted it to, or he wouldn't be talking about it so much. She went to the bathroom and looked at herself. She needed a lot of fixing up. The wild time that she had had with Tommy and Lee hadn't left her looking exactly great. She worked on her hair first. Then she did her nails. This was followed by a lingering bath. She put lemon-scent in her bathtub to give her body a fragrant fresh glow. She smelled delicious, like fresh lemons.
When she was ready to go out, she dressed perfectly. Tommy looked after her as if to say he knew what she was going to do. He frowned his disapproval.
"Well, Tommy," she said, "I have to go out and earn you some more dog food. If I don't, you'll be disgusted with me, and I wouldn't want that to happen."
The dog was indeed disgusted, but he didn't reflect it in his face.
"Oh, baby," she said tightly, "you are too much. You really are."
There was nothing in her now that she felt bad about. She had made a decision and that was that.
"Oh, darling," she said tightly, "you know, I worry about you all alone here. I hope no one comes up and steals you. I've heard a lot about dog-nappers. They prey on beautiful dogs like you. Oh, Tommy baby, if anybody comes around to take you, don't let them. Remember, momma loves you."
She patted him on the head and bent over and kissed him. His cock hardened.
"That will have to come later, dear," she said, as she sailed out the door and locked it.
Tommy went to the door quickly and sniffed. But his pussy was gone.
She hurried down the steps and the landlord looked at her. "I would like to speak to you a moment," he said.
"I know," she smiled, "I'll have the rent tomorrow. You don't have to worry about a thing."
"I'd better have it tomorrow," he said, "or you'll have to start worrying. Because it'll be all over. I'll have to get a notice to quit."
"Save your money," she said, "because you won't need that notice at all. I'm staying on. Goodbye."
The landlord, looked after her as she darted out to her car, got in and drove off and waved cheerfully at him.
He was really bugged by her. She seemed so strange, so remote. She used to be a nice girl. Now, she was forever entertaining and had that damned dog, he thought to himself. No doubt the dog would be wrecking the apartment and cost him a fortune to fix it up.
She drove hastily on the freeway as she only had forty minutes to get to her destination. She was happy that she made it to Dave Bowen's office before he closed. It was five after five.
"You're on time," he smiled.
"Five minutes late," she said. "But, that isn't bad. Not for me, anyway."
"Punctuality is a prerequisite for any good investigator."
"I'm sure," she smiled. "Well, are you going to buy me that drink?"
"Sure I am," he smiled. "Where shall we go?"
"You probably know the bars around here better than I do. Any place that serves a good drink."
"Alright," he said. "I'll take you to the Devil's Den. That's a real nice place."
"It sounds nice," she said, "no doubt frequented by a lot of good little devils."
"Undoubtedly," he said with a shrug. "I go there."
She joined him in his car and was amazed that he had a beautiful Mark IV. The car was white, and its shiny chrome looked like silver.
"I like your car," she observed.
"Oh, that's nice," he said. "I like it, too. It's a good car. It gets me there."
"And gets you there in style," she said. "You must do very well in your business."
"It's a dirty business, but I do well."
"I see," she said. "But it doesn't bother your conscience at all, does it?"
"Very little," he said. "My conscience isn't easily bothered."
As she listened to him talk, she got a rough idea of what he expected.
"You know, honey," he said, "you are really too much. Really too much."
"I think I am, too," she laughed. "I'm really more than you bargained for, right?"
"Right on," he smiled.
There was no doubt in her mind that she was really something else. She was proud of herself, and he was proud of her, too. She went into the bar and ordered a double drink. That gave him a clue as to what she was up to.
"Do you always drink heavy?" he smiled.
"When I'm depressed," she said.
"Why are you depressed?" he said.
"Because I'm out of work and the rent is due. That's cause enough for depression for anybody, isn't it?"
"You better believe it," he said. "It's money that makes the world go round."
"I know that," she said. "That's why I'm worried. I'm running out of cash. I have so many things I have to do."
"Don't we all?" he said.
"Some of us have more things to do than others," she said. "I am weighted down. I have a young boy, a relative, my sister's boy, Lee, who needs me. I try to comfort him and help him."
"That's nice for you to be his moral guide," he sighed.
"And I've had to do some terrible things to help there. It sort of balances the scale, if you know what I mean."
"I do, my dear," he said, patting her pussy under the table.
"You're getting fresh fast," she said.
"Well, you're putting it on the line quickly," he said. "Or shouldn't I ask prices yet?"
"That was rude," she said.
"But the truth, right?"
His eyes looked directly into hers.
"Under these circumstances, yes. It was right. I do need the money. And I need it badly."
"Well," he said tightly, "I can help you if you will help me."
"What do you need?" she said.
"Well, baby, this is what I need. I need you to play around with men. I set these situations up so you can seduce the man easily. Then we take them to a motel and I photograph you two having sex. It's beautiful. Works like clockwork. And you walk out of each case with a thousand."
"A thousand what?" she asked.
"A thousand bucks. What did you think?"
"You never know. It could be a thousand quarters."
"You are a cagey little hooker, aren't you?" he aid.
She looked at him angrily for a moment, then she realized that was exactly what she had degenerated into. A dog-fucking, child-molesting hooker.
"What are you looking at me like that for?" he said. "Did I rock your world?"
"Oh, no," she said. "My world collapsed years ago. It's just that now and then when I hear it, it gives me a slight quake."
"Well, you probably have a lot of faults running through your soul, don't you?"
"That's a nice thing to say, isn't it?" she said tightly.
"Baby, let's be blunt. You screw and I pay you. That's all there is to it. And I ought to get a free sample."
"I can't afford free samples tonight," she said.
"What do you need. Rent? Food?"
"Yes," she said, "both. I'm broke, flat broke. And most beautiful women like myself would have to be before they would stoop to what you're asking me to do."
"That's a farce," he said. "Did you ever take a survey? Look, when a man has money, there are always women who will lick his balls and suck his ass and eat his dick. But when the bastard is broke, he can't find anybody to do a thing with him. Even his dog might turn away if he didn't give him food every night."
"Is that your view of human nature?" she asked.
"That is my observation over many years," he said. "Now, baby, how much do you pay for your pad? That's my way of asking how much your cunt will cost tonight?"
"A hundred and fifty a month," she said. "That's how much I need. And I hope you can help me."
"I can," he said, "and I'll throw in fifty for food. That'll make it an even two hundred. However, I warn you, baby, when I pay two hundred for a woman, I expect the works."
"You'll get the works," she said. "You will, alright. I've got those actions down to perfection. I know how to lick the ass, I know how to tickle the balls with my tongue, I know how to suck the big balls in, and I can give a blow-job that won't stop. So, baby, if you've got those balls loaded with fluid, let's get sucking."
"Suck off," he chuckled, as he paid the bill and walked out with her. He put his arm around her and felt her breasts.
"Not in here," she said. "Let's not make a scene of it. If I'm going to put on an exhibition, I want to get paid for it."
"Mercenary little wench, aren't you," he laughed.
"Yes, David," she said. "I've had to be. It isn't necessarily my personal desire to be this way, but I've learned that one has to do a lot of things one doesn't care to do to survive. And survival is what they call the first law of life, isn't it?"
"Right on," he assured her.
It was indeed a thrilling tribute to her skill at manipulating men that she got him this quickly. For David was quite a character in his own right. He knew plenty about women, he knew plenty about sex, and he wasn't taken in easily by anyone. But there was something about Joyce that really got him going. He liked her lustrous, soft brown hair. He loved her smooth dark skin, and her flashing brown eyes turned him on. What got him most were the sensuous red lips. He could just imagine his big ding-dong sliding into her mouth. He could just imagine what it would feel like to have those ruby-red lips gripping and squeezing on his shaft as he gave it to her. And he imagined what it would be like when she would massage his balls. He liked to have a woman tug at his testicles. He would teach her to tug, alright. Not too hard, but enough pressure to make it pleasurable. He also would guide her down on his prostate. That's where it would feel fantastic if she would press correctly.
"Where are we going?" she asked, as they got in the car and started speeding down the freeway.
"I know a nice place," he said. "A real nice place. They've got everything. The right beds and beautiful books. Books that have pictures."
"I don't need pictures," she said. "I could teach them a thing or two about it."
"I'll bet you could," he said. He could hardly wait to get his action going. When they got to the motel he wasted no time. He went in and signed in.
"How did you sign in?" she asked him frankly.
"As man and wife," he said.
"That's fine," she agreed. "I can hardly wait."
Now, he was really eager. She was, too.
"Oh, honey," she said, "I want to see you. I want to see you all over. I'll do it for you. I'll take it in my mouth, I'll suck on the head of it, I'll get it off and suck it like you've never had it sucked before."
"Beautiful," he agreed. "That's the way I like it. I don't like a gal who doesn't like to do it. I say if it isn't worth doing with enthusiasm, it isn't worth doing at all."
"I read you," she agreed.
Now the two of them were ready for action.
"Oh, honey," he said, "you are really something else. I really dig you."
There was no doubt in his mind now about the good times he could have.
"Oh," he sighed excitedly, "you're too much, baby. You're much, much too much."
They went into the motel room and he didn't take long with preliminaries. The first thing he did was tell her, "I always shower before I screw. And I want you to shower, too."
"I'm not dirty," she said. "I took a long bath before I got here."
"Makes no difference to me," he said. "I wasn't there. I didn't see you take it. I always shower before I screw. And I want you to do it, too."
"Alright, Mr. Clean," she snapped sarcastically.
Joyce peeled off her clothes rather slowly. She was a little taken aback by this affronting comment. She thought for sure that he was suggesting that she wasn't clean. She had always tried to keep her body clean, and she didn't appreciate him making any suggestions to the contrary. However, it was not worth making a thing of it. Not when her rent was due and she was broke. She took the shower as soon as she had stripped out of her last garment. He watched her as she walked to the shower.
"I'll clean it for you," he said.
He washed her pussy off, and then had her arch up so the water could clean her out.
"I take it you want to eat that," she said.
"You usually clean a dish before you eat out of it, don't you?" he said.
"Right on," she smiled. "Now, baby, if you expect any ass-hole action, you'd better turn your ass over here, because I'm not gonna do that until that's washed out."
"Good," he said, "you might win some awards for cleanliness. That's the way I like to hear you talk, dear."
She washed his ass-hole for him, and let the water seep in there and clean him. Then he turned around and she flipped the soap up and down his staff.
"You're too rough, honey," he said.
"Sorry, angel," she said, as she slowed down her movements. She was a bit angry and abrupt, and she wasn't going to take too much from him. Now she went to town with her hand.
"Oh, does that ever feel good," he told her. "Oh yes, baby."
Now, they were really having a ball. She was really having fun as she played with his balls and his cock. She moved it back and forth.
"Oh, honey," she smiled, "this is beautiful. Really beautiful."
No doubt in her mind now about what she was doing. She was delighted that she could get him this clean, for she knew then that she could carry on the activities the way she wanted to.
"I'm ready," she said, as she got out of the shower and dried off.
"So am I," he smiled.
Then after that they got on the bed together. "How about a fast sixty-nine?" he suggested resolutely.
"I guess so," she said. "I figured that was what you were leading up to with all this pussy and ass cleaning action."
They went into the shower together, and he had a good time. He was quickly at her cunt and ass-hole. He let his tongue slide up there and he went to town in quick pumping movements.
"Keep it up, darling," she begged furiously, "I just love that. Oh yes, baby, keep that going. Faster, honey, faster. That's beautiful."
The action continued, and she was enjoying every second of it.
"Ohh," she gasped excitedly, "that's beautiful. Keep doing it. Faster, baby, faster."
The hot pumping action was almost too much for her. She could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby," she told him, "that's beautiful. I love it. Keep doing that. Faster, baby, faster. Yes, yes, baby, keep it going. Ohh, ahh, like that. That's what I dig. Oh, keep it going."
The hot activity continued. Finally it was almost more than she could stand. Suddenly, she felt him sliding into her cunt. Then she gripped his tool and began laving it. First she laved the head. She didn't want to do it too quickly. She wanted to go at it slowly. She massaged his big balls, and let her hands squeeze the head. Then she kept her mouth focused on the cock head.
"Eat the prick," he begged. "Eat that cock. Yes, baby, yes. That's what I want. Keep doing that, like that. Oh yes, lover, keep sucking. That's what I dig. Ohh, ahh, yes, yes. Faster, baby, faster, keep that going. That's what I want. Lick it. Ohh, ahh, lick the prick, lick it. Faster, baby, faster."
The hot pleasure now had reached a climax. Suddenly it juiced.
"Ohh," he panted excitedly, "I'm cuming. Oh, baby, I'm almost there."
Suddenly, the huge dagger dong exploded in her mouth and she gobbled the prick down.
"Ohh," he panted excitedly, "that's too much. Oh, baby, I'm going out of my mind. I can't stand it. Ohh, ahh, yes, yes, keep that going. Faster, honey, faster. That's what I want. Oh, baby, keep doing it. That's it. Suck it off."
The delight was almost more than she could stand. She loved it. Every slobbery, sucking second of it, and she began juicing herself. Now, his hot tongue licked her vagina walls. He licked quickly, in darting movements, and he didn't stop.
He loved the aroma of her genitals. He was crazy about the view of her ass from this angle. He liked to see the crack of it. It intrigued and excited him so much, in fact, that he slipped a finger up her ass-hole and fucked her ass while he ate her cunt.
"Eat me," she panted excitedly. "Eat me."
She had finished him and lay back, still holding his balls in her hand as she wiggled her ass about as the thrills shot through her body as his tongue electrified her.
"You're too much," she told him with a laugh. "You really are, baby. Oh, did I ever enjoy this."
"I'm glad you did, darling," he smiled.
There was no doubt in her mind that there was pleasure and then some.
"Oh," she sighed excitedly, "what beautiful delight this is. Oh, baby, I just love it. Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, that's wild. Keep doing it, baby. Oh, honey, do I ever love this. Keep sucking my juicy cunt."
He didn't quit lapping at her cunt until he had gotten her to cum a couple of times. Then he quickly licked it up and pulled his mouth off her pussy and told her, "Good eating pussy, I'll tell you that."
She locked her legs around his neck and told him as she squeezed them, "Thank you, baby."
Then he told her frankly, "Honey, this is the type of action that you've got to become involved in. I'll tell you what the job is. I have women who know their husbands are playing around. They want me to set something up. You know what I mean?"
"You mean the blackmail bit?" she said nervously.
"Right on," David Bowen nodded. "That's my work. Private investigator is my front, but my real job is helping divorcees. My business is built by word of mouth. Women know that I know what to do. I hire gorgeous chicks like you to seduce men at bars. We plant these chicks at the right bars at the right time, if you know what I mean."
"You mean, when there's a divorce in the offing, and the woman wants some evidence of what her husband is doing. She can't quite catch him, so they set us there to prey on the men. Then after we've lured them into our little dens of iniquity, then our sucking their dongs and their ass-holes, you take photos. That's enough to wreck them in the divorce court. And so, they make a nice good settlement."
"Precisely," he said. "I've founded my business on integrity. The integrity of the man to his dong. Because a lot of men are only faithful to their pecker."
"You're awful," she said. "You're like a vulture."
"Oh, no, I'm not," he said. "This is my way of making a living, and I don't want you to knock it. I'm not ashamed of it. That's just a way of living."
"Well, you should be," she said tightly. "That's an awful thing to do to someone. It really is."
"But, I don't look at it that way," he said quickly. "I don't look at it that way at all."
"Well, you wouldn't," she said evenly. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself."
"I'll tell you, baby, I'm not." Then she thought about the money factor. "What's in it for me?"
"I knew you'd come to that sooner or later," he said.
"Well, what is there in it for me?"
He thought for a long moment and trying to calculate how little he could give her and still make her work for him at this dirty work.
"Oh, a lot of money," he said. "Enough to pay your rent and buy your food and buy you a dress."
"How much?" she asked.
"Two-fifty."
"You mean twenty-five hundred or two hundred and fifty bucks?"
"Two hundred and fifty bucks, and that's a lot."
"It is not," she said. It's not compared to what you're getting and what the wife is getting. I'm part of this triangle. You see, baby, it's a three-way operation. The wife pays you to get the goods. And you hire me to go in there and do the dirty work. Based upon my physical ability to attract and lure the big boy to my cunt is the whole success of your operation. So without me, you wouldn't have a damn thing."
It really boggled his mind that he had found a dame who could figure things out so fast.
"But, baby," he smiled, "you can't have everything. Sometimes these wives aren't going to make much. Just a little bread. And I never do make much. Usually just twice again what you make. I have overhead."
"That's a farce," she said indignantly. "A job like that is worth five hundred or nothing."
"Wow, you are a gorgeous girl," he said, surveying her breasts and reaching down to grip her ass.
"Quit complimenting me," she said. "I want cash, not compliments. I've had all the compliments I need for a lifetime. What I need now is cash. C-A-S-H. Otherwise, spelled money. M-O-N-E-Y. You know how to spell it, Money, green, green stuff."
"Yes, and it doesn't grow on trees for your information."
"I never said it did," she said, "but there's more in blackmail than you're giving me."
"Oh, you sound like a moral prude," he said. "What difference does it make how you make it? You're making it, that's all that matters."
"I have a scruple or two," she said.
"I don't think you have two," he said seriously. "You'd be lucky if you had one scruple."
"Alright," she said. "I have one. I have my dog. And I love my dog."
"What's that got to do with it?" David asked her. "Are you going out of your mind?"
"No," she said, "Tommy is my lover. A beautiful German shepherd that I live with. And Tommy and I could never live for long on two-fifty. We need five hundred. And I will do anything in this world to keep Tommy and I together."
"What a beautiful relationship," David chuckled.
That got her angry.
"Don't you talk to me about beautiful relationships," she said. "Not in the type of foul business that you're in, baby. Really."
"The pot calling the kettle black?" he smiled.
"Right on," she said, slamming her fist down on the bed. "Five hundred or nothing."
"Five hundred," he agreed.
"Thank you," she said. "And I'll earn every cent of it. You can be assured I'll do everything that is required. And I hope you get some gorgeous pictures. Really, I know you, you'll be selling those in bookstores. So with my photo being displayed in bookstores, and my work bringing a divorce suit to a screeching climax, with plenty of money for everybody, I ought to get five hundred, and not a cent less. Actually, it's worth twenty-five hundred. But, I'm giving it to you at a bargain basement price because of my financial position at the present moment. But let me warn you, David Bowen, when I get farther along financially, it'll cost you more."
"I'm sure it will, baby," he said. "Do you expect to charge for this preliminary interview?"
"You agreed to two hundred, didn't you?"
Suddenly, he remembered he had.
"Of course," he smiled. "Just testing to see if you have a good memory."
"You bet I have," she said. "Now I'm going to get going."
She didn't take long in getting out of there. She took his card and cursed him as she streaked down the freeway back to her dog. Now she had the money for the landlord. She went in and paid the landlord his rent money, and then she bought some T-bone steaks. One for herself and one for her dog. To her great shock, as she opened the door to her apartment, her sister was sitting there. It was Lee's mother, and she had an awful scowl on her face.
"What are you here for?" she said.
"I should think you would know," she said. "Dear sister, I have an idea of what this dog is here for, too."
"What are you trying to infer?" she said, playing innocent.
"Lee has told me everything. Bruce, the black boy, that he was going to bring over and screw you with, told it at school. When word leaked back to me, believe me, I got the truth out of Lee. All I had to do was tell him that he wouldn't get an allowance for gas for his car. That was enough to get the truth out of him. And I must say, I'm ashamed of you. Really ashamed of you. You realize, of course, you've molested my son. Some person you are. Aunt Joyce's pet."
Now, she was glowering at the dog.
"Don't look at the dog like that," she said tightly. "Just because you're my sister, doesn't mean you can come in here and make fun of me."
"Look, you damn good-for-nothing," she said. "I disown you. The moment that I heard what you had done with my boy, I disowned you. And you've got to pay the price for your dog molestation, as well as my son's molestation. Confess it."
Suddenly, she felt pressure. Then she saw her sister reach into her handbag as if she were going to draw out a gun.
Confess it," she said. "Confess it."
Suddenly, she blurted out the truth.
"So I had some sex with your boy. So what?"
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself," she said. "You really ought to be ashamed of yourself."
There was no doubt in her mind that she ought to be ashamed of herself. With sobs and tears she apologized. But at that instant, a Vice Squad man walked out of a side bedroom door. He looked at her and showed her his badge.
"I guess this is the end of the line."
"You wouldn't turn me in, would you?" she looked at her sister.
"You wouldn't seduce my son, would you?" her sister said tightly. "I wasn't reaching for a gun, baby. I was reaching for my tape recorder. I taped every word you said in this confession. And, darling, you said a mouthful."
"I want to warn you that you have a perfect right to call an attorney before you make any statement. That is the law. Are you satisfied?"
"Thank you for appraising me of my rights," she said. "And don't think I won't get a lawyer. I was only joking when I was speaking to my sister."
"You've got a twisted sense of humor, lady," the officer said nervously.
"Of course I have," she said. "It's not my fault. My father put the make on me when I was a little girl. And I grew up twisted. Then my brother put the make on me, too."
"How dare you desecrate our family's good name?" her sister said furiously. "They ought to hang you for that."
"Now, now," the Vice officer tried to calm her sister down. "We don't want any more accusations. We're just going to try to get at the truth."
"The truth?" Joyce said. "What is the truth?"
"That's what we're going to have to find out," the officer smiled.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, shaking her head in disbelief. "I'm so sorry. And my dog, Tommy. I want that dog so much."
"Well, I'm taking him to the Humane Society," she said. "I think they can find him a new home quickly. A home where he won't be molested."
"Tommy," she cried, "Tommy, I don't want to leave you. Oh, Tommy, my beloved."
The officer let her bow her head and weep over her dog. At this point the dog was apparently the only one who gave a damn about her. The dog licked her face. Both of them winced. It was a painful and shocking scene.
'Goodbye, boy," she said to the dog. Then, rising, she looked at her sister.
"Now, you've got your pound of flesh. I hope you're happy."
"I'm not happy," her sister said. "I'm a lot sadder than you'll ever know. So-long."
