There is something about being away from home that encourages people to try the unknown. The illicit and the forbidden seem more attractive and less wicked, somehow. A faithfully married man will find himself with a strange woman at an out-of-town convention. A young boy will experiment with drugs for the first time when he goes away to college. And the big city seems to encourage a loosing of inhibitions. Rural visitors go there to shop, to learn, to explore and enjoy the sights and sounds, and the people who work there are often caught up in the spirit and pace of things.
THE MAID'S PET PEEVE is about one such person. Wendy Cooper, a naive-and beautiful teen-ager from the country, goes to the city to work as a maid, little realizing the temptations and pitfalls she will be exposed to. Wendy must come to terms with her sexuality and learn what maturity really is, learn to look at herself with pride and self-respect.
THE MAID'S PET PEEVE is about a time that everyone must face, that fragile moment between childhood and maturity. It is a frightening and confusing time, but one that holds lessons that will remain for the rest of your life.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Oh, God, yes, fuck me like that. I need it so bad. Oh, yesssss. Shit, it's so good."
Wendy Cooper stopped dead in her tracks.
Wendy was the maid in the Moore household, and her job was to see that the house was clean and the meals were cooked.
At the moment, though, Wendy could think of nothing but the lusty noises coming from the master bedroom.
"Yes, yes, Jee-zuz, fuck me, Carl! Harder, harder. I want to feel that beautiful big prick of yours ramming all the way up into my cunt. I want to feel it tickling my tonsils."
"Don't worry, baby, when I get finished with that hungry little cunt of yours, you won't even be able to stand up. Shit, your pussy-lips are gripping my cock like they haven't been fed for a month!"
"That's what happens when you go away for a couple of days, Carl. You know my cunt can't get along without a big dose of your prick every day. Uhhhhh, Christ, that feels good!"
Wendy's dust rag laid neglected on the hall table. The young maid had knelt outside the bedroom door. It was an old Spanish-style door-the kind that could be locked. There was no key in the hole, so Wendy could look through and get a view of the bedroom on the other side.
Her employer, Carl Moore, was kneeling on the carpet at the end of the big double bed. His wife was lying on her back on the bed. Her ass was pressed against his groin. Her legs climbed his torso like two serpents and locked around his neck.
Mrs. Moore was a voluptuous blonde named Vera. She was obviously enjoying the drubbing she was getting from the big older man.
"Oh shit, you're really getting your cock deep into my pussy, baby. Fuck, I love getting it like this. I can feel every last one of those beautiful eight inches of yours, honey."
Carl gripped his wife's thighs hard. He stepped up the pace at which he was sending his swollen cockshaft soaring up into her wet, ready pussy.
Quickly and rhythmically, his buttocks flexed and his cock steamed up into the moist hole of his wife's cunt.
"How's that, bitch?" he asked her harshly. His eyes shone with the fury of his lust. "Are you getting enough prick to satisfy that greedy twat of yours?"
"Oh God, yes," she wailed. Her voice was shrill and shaky as she worked to slam her ass forward to meet her husband's every hard stroke. "It's beautiful, beautiful, Carl. My pussy's on fire. Ohhh, shittt...."
Her words faded away in an incoherent moan of pleasure.
The eye that young Wendy had glued to the keyhole grew wide with disbelief.
How can a woman take all that? she thought as she watched the awesome girth of Carl Moore's cock slide up into his wife's receptive pussy. Within seconds, it reappeared inch by long inch. Its smooth, hard surface gleamed with the juices of his wife's excitement.
Cripes, I haven't seen anything like that since I watched the horses doing it on the farm! Wendy thought.
Most of Wendy's young life had been spent on her parents' farm. It was only three weeks ago, right after her eighteenth birthday, that her folks had brought her to the big city and found her this job with the Moores.
"It's time you learned to fend for yourself," her father had told her. In his mind, the robins' technique of pushing the young bird from the nest to force it to fly was the best teaching method.
His daughter needed to learn how to live on her own. Being a maid to a respectable middle-class family would, he thought, be a safe way for Wendy to learn about life off the farm.
For most of the last three weeks, Wendy had been miserable. She missed the farm. She missed her folks.
And she missed Randy Harding, the boy who had taught her everything she knew about the birds and the bees, people-style.
Her little pussy had cried out night after night for some of Randy's hard, heated attentions.
But she was forced to be satisfied with her own fingers.
Now, watching the Moores fucking, reminded her of her own aching need. Her pussy swelled and tingled as she watched Mr. Moore's shiny cock sluicing in and out of his wife's waiting cunt.
"Gawd, woman, that greedy little cunt of yours is nibbling on my prick like a hungry rabbit. Shit, feels great. How the hell do you make your cunt-muscles do things like that anyway?"
"That's my secret." She grinned at him mysteriously. "I like to feel my pussy sucking on that big swollen cock of yours. Mmmmm, it's such a nice satisfying cuntfull. No one has a prick like yours, baby. No one."
"How the fuck would you know?" Carl asked suspiciously. "You been sampling around?"
"Of course not, darling," she crooned. Even when she spoke, her hips never once lost the rhythmic pace of their salacious fucking movements. "Do you think I'd be this hungry for you to fuck me if I'd been fucking around?"
"Well, I guess not." He didn't sound entirely convinced. "Sometimes I think that cunt of yours could fuck twenty-four hours a day and never get tired."
Vera laughed.
"Maybe my cunt could, but the rest of me could never keep up." She reached down and patted the big man on the ass.
"Don't worry, baby. There's no one but you. You're the greatest. I don't need anything else with this big sweet prick of yours to keep me satisfied. Can't you feel how much my pussy wants you, baby?"
Her voice grew low and urgent.
"Shove your beautiful prick into my cunt, baby. I'm all yours. Do whatever you want with me. Just so long as I get lots of hard cock."
He gripped her ass harshly and began to slam his aching member hard up into her wet cunt.
"That hard enough for you, baby?" he asked. He was panting slightly from the effort he was putting into his strenuous fucking.
While his hands pinched and grabbed at her firm ass, his hips never once let up their rhythm. He was sending his fat prick soaring up into her gaping cunt-hole with the regularity of a pump plumbing for oil.
"Oohh, what sweet pussy," he muttered through clenched teeth.
"Oh, gawd, honey, you're making my cunt feel so damned good. Fuck me. Fuck me ... jee-zuz, harder. Aaaahh, shit, that's it."
Vera's eyes closed in ecstasy and she tossed her short blonde curls back and forth on the bedspread. Her ass humped forward to meet Carl's strokes like a demented fucking machine.
CHAPTER TWO
As she knelt on the other side of the bedroom door, Wendy became more and more aware of the heated tingling in her long-denied young pussy.
Watching Carl Moore's lust-engorged prick skewering his wife's cunt reminded the pretty teen-ager of evenings in the haystack with Randy Harding.
She was sure the boy's cock hadn't been nearly as big as Mr. Moore's. Still, it had made her hungry cunt feel plenty good. She remembered how it felt to feel hard cock-head forcing her pussy-lips apart.
She remembered the moist thrill as his swollen prick slammed all the way up into her cunt until they were locked lewdly together, groin to groin.
It had been so sexy to feel his cock forcing her cunt-walls apart and straining to work just a little farther up inside.
Gosh, Randy, I wish you were here, she thought desperately. She knew her panties were wet with her arousal. The more she watched the Moores' abandoned fucking in the bedroom, the more she wanted something hard and filling up inside her own lonely pussy.
Before she knew what was happening, a hand had slipped up under her smock and was pushing aside the wet crotch band of her panties.
"Aaaahh," she sighed as a fingertip made cool contact with the heated slit of her aching cunt. She thrust her ass up into the air a little so her finger could get at her pussy more easily. Supporting herself on her knees and one arm, her eye still jammed against the keyhole, she began to investigate the hairy softness of her pussy.
Wendy found her clit first. Her finger made teasing little circles around the base of the slick bud. At once the sensitive nubbin sprang to perky erection. Little darts of agonizing pleasure radiated from its slippery peak out through every responsive nerve ending in her hungry young body.
"Oh man, that feels good," she whispered. It was an effort for the girl to keep from crying aloud. The lusty feelings torturing her nubile form were taunting her into more and more abandoned response.
She knew if she wasn't careful she'd scream out her pleasure. Then she'd really be in trouble. No orgasm. No job. No prospects.
So she strove to keep her feelings locked inside, while her body lusted to drive them out.
"Oh, Carl, that's the way, baby. Keep fucking my cunt! Jeez it's good. Mmmmm, I can feel your cock pushing my pussy-walls apart all the way up. Uuuuuhh, oh baby, oh baby..."
"Here's a little more for that wet twat of yours, baby," Carl grunted.
His hips were driving his cock faster now in and out of her clasping cunt.
"Fuck, I can feel the head of my prick jamming up against your cunt, doll. It's driving me nuts. Uuhh, that sweet pussy of yours is trying to eat me alive."
Vera raised her shoulders off the bed and reached forward to grasp her husband's ass. She began to pull him forward into her. Though he was already ramming his cock into her cunt long and hard and deep, she was so excited, she wanted more.
She wanted to pull all his swollen prick into her tingling pussy and never let it go.
It felt so good to be filled to overflowing with hard cock. She wished she could have it inside her all the time.
Mrs. Moore's obvious uncontrolled excitement was driving Wendy to new peaks of lust.
The red-headed teen-ager had jammed her whole hand down inside her panties now, so she could move her fingers freely over every inch of her hair-fringed pussy.
While her thumb tickled the slick, swollen head of her clit, a finger parted the puckered lips of her pussy-hole and soared up inside.
The young girl began to establish an obscene fucking tempo with her finger. Without realizing it, her fucking rhythm came to match that of Carl Moore as he shoved his cock again and again up into his wife's wetly flowing cunt.
"Oh, gee, my cunt feels so good," the teen-ager whispered. Her tongue protruded from her lips and licked them wetly while her eye, still against the keyhole, drank in the lustful vision on the other side.
Look at Mr. Moore's beautiful prick ramming into Mrs. Moore's cunt, she thought eagerly. Her finger drubbed her own cunt-hole mercilessly.
She could feel her cunt-walls parting, making room for the titillating presence of that lewdly skewering finger. Little lust-tendrils danced through her kneeling body. She began to feel weak-knead from the building intensity of her excitement.
Wendy could see that the older couple's arousal had reached the brink of total abandon.
Both had their eyes closed. Their bodies were rocking feverishly against one another. Their hands flailed the air and clutched at one another in efforts to fuck even deeper and harder.
For an instant Wendy realized husband and wife were struggling against a force bigger than either of them.
Wendy, too, was battling against the taunting tendrils of burgeoning lust that threatened to overwhelm her.
From past experience, she realized it was only a matter of time before she would be reduced to a blithering heap of sensation collapsing on the hall carpet. She realized she wanted to come at the same time as the Moores.
Now that she had experienced the heated intensity of their fucking, she wanted to know the ecstasy of release, too.
"Oh Jeez, Carl, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Vera almost screamed. Her blonde head was rocking crazily against the bed. Her ass was jamming down against her husband's pelvis with the frenzy of a bucking mare.
The young wife was all body, pure sensation as she strove to work out the ricocheting sensations torturing her every nerve ending.
There was nothing on her mind but the promise of climax.
"I want you to make me come, Carl, baby," she mewled. "I need it so bad. Oh, God, I feel so good, so incredibly ... uuhhh, that's it. Do it hard! I can take it! Make me come, baby! Do it! Do it! Do it!"
"Fuck, woman!" her husband exclaimed as he strove to fuck her with the speed and force she obviously craved. "Shit, are you hot! Is that hard enough for you, Vera? Is that greedy little twat of yours getting it the way it-likes it! Christ, it's clutching my prick like ... wow, pussy ... terrific!"
Carl, like his wife, obviously had nothing on his mind but the brute reality of cock and cunt.
Their excitement was contagious.
Kneeling on the carpet outside the bedroom, Wendy drove her finger frantically in and out of her moistly flaring pussy. She could feel her finger getting wetter and wetter with the flowing juices of her agonizing need.
Her whole body, clad in her light smock, was straining toward that tantalizing moment that loomed just ahead.
Her thumb continued to graze her clit abandonedly. The friction against that sensitive nubbin intensified her arousal. She knew it wouldn't be long now.
"Ooohh, that's it, Carl baby!" Vera moaned in the next room. "Fuck my pussy. Do it to me. Ah shit, ah fuck, ah piss ... I'm cooommming-g-g! Oh gawd, oh gawd, it's so goooood."
The fury of her writhing release made her husband come, too.
The big man's hips plunged hard and deep into his wife's lewdly up-thrust pussy. He was obviously concentrating all his might on filling her hotly receptive belly with his boiling jizz.
"Take that, baby. I'm giving it to you, all of it. How do you like that thick white stuff up in your little cunt?"
"Oh, I love it, Carl darling! Mmmmm, my pussy feels so good."
While her employers came down from their tempestuous orgasms, Wendy was just starting hers.
She bit her lips feverishly to keep from moaning aloud. Wave after hot wave of release was flooding through her writhing young body. She clutched her cunt with fitful strength as though she were afraid it would get away from her.
"Oh, it's good, so good," she let herself whisper at last. She was coming down now, and knew she wouldn't betray her presence with a cry too loud.
For a moment she continued to kneel on the rug, forgetful of everything except that sweet pulse of release up in her cunt.
Then movement in the next room reminded her of her duties.
The Moores would be wanting their breakfast soon, and she hadn't even finished dusting yet.
Feeling refreshed and full of energy, the young teen-ager rose to her feet and returned to her dusting.
She felt more cheerful than she had when she rose from her bed at six-thirty this morning.
But still there was a dull ache somewhere deep in her belly.
As she sang over her morning chores, her mind entertaining visions of Randy Harding and his hard eager cock.
CHAPTER THREE
It wasn't working.
Wendy wrinkled her freckled nose in dismay.
She was still horny as hell.
Despite that terrific orgasm she'd had watching the Moores this morning. Despite the way she'd thrown herself into her work all day.
Maybe it was true, what Randy used to tell her.
"When a woman gets used to sex," he'd said, "she just keeps wanting more and more. That's why wives are suspicious of widows and divorced women. They know they're not getting it at home, and that they're just aslikely to start looking for it in somebody else's back yard, with somebody else's husband."
"Phooey, what does he know about it?" the pretty redhead demanded aloud. "After all, he's a man, not a woman. What does he know about how we feel inside?" She was annoyed.
Mainly because that gnawing ache somewhere deep in her belly told her that Randy was right.
A little bit of sex was definitely not enough.
She had managed to get by with masturbating for the last three weeks. Only, after this morning's experience, her cunt was crying out for something more than a finger to quench its need.
Watching the Moores fuck had brought back vivid memories of cock and Randy Harding and moonlit nights in the hayloft or in the apple orchard or down by the stream that was full of trout in the summer.
Her freckled nose flared the way it always did when she was upset about something.
"Well, you may as well forget about it, Wendy," she told herself sternly. "You're not going to get back to the farm for at least six months. So it's time you learned to live without Randy Harding. And without cock. Got that?"
She looked at her reflection in the toaster she was polishing to a bright shine.
Her reflection was distorted. It made her look like she had bulgy eyes and puffy cheeks.
She started to laugh. Nothing could keep the cheerful redhead down for long. She much preferred laughing to crying or feeling angry.
"Guess I'll just have to start using the old finger morning and night," she giggled.
She looked over at the clock on the range. Three-fifteen. Time to take the cake out.
She lowered the oven door and reached for the padded mittens. She bent forward and carefully removed a fresh-baked angel food cake from the oven.
She set it on top of the stove. Then again she bent down to close the oven door.
Her motion was interrupted in mid-air.
"Aaiiieee, what the-" She shot bolt upright. The oven mitts flew from her hands and landed in the sink.
Somebody or something had just goosed her.
She turned around, her eyes flashing with anger. If it was that smart-aleck kid from the grocery store again, he was really going to get his this time.
Her expression turned into a broad grin as she recognized the Moores' German shepherd, Kaptan.
"Hey, you better watch it, boy," she told the friendly animal. She reached forward and stroked his big head. "I just about whomped you one. You shouldn't sneak up on people like that, Kaptan. It's dangerous."
Again she reached for the open oven door. Again she felt the dog's cold nose up against the crevice where her panties gripped her ass.
This time she felt only mild shock. Another sensation dominated her surprise.
She thought it over as she closed the oven and turned off the thermostat.
There was no doubt about it.
She had felt pleasure. Real intense pleasure, the second time the dog's nose grazed her ass-crevice along the hem of her panties.
The pretty teen-ager's nose wrinkled in thought as she contemplated the lewd possibilities hidden in that touch.
Her pussy-lips had flared instantly at the brief promise of feeling hard moist pressure against their sensitive surface.
There had been no doubt that her cunt craved more of the obscene stimulus. And why not?
The dog's nose was cold, hard and wet-all sensations that could bring pleasure to her cunt. And now that she thought about it, the farm girl recalled how long and agile a dog's tongue was.
Imagine what the animal's tongue could do to her aching pussy.
Her youthful face set with a new resolution, Wendy glanced over at the range clock.
It was barely three-thirty. Mr. Moore wouldn't be home from work until at least seven. Mrs. Moore was off shopping with some girl friends. She never left the stores until they were ready to close.
Wendy realized she could easily spare a half-hour or so from her chores.
So what was to stop her? What was to prevent her from encouraging this handsome big animal to play with her aching cunt for a little while?
For a moment Wendy let herself give in to little pangs of guilt. It was wrong to do anything that obscene. She was sure there was a name for it in the Bible-beastliness or something like that.
But heck, she let dogs lick her face and hands all the time. So what was wrong with a little experimenting, just to see what it was like?
Her pussy-lips were already swelling with excitement over the lewd idea. It was all Wendy could do to keep from sticking her finger down inside her white cotton briefs to quell the hot passion building in her cunt.
All resistance to her obscene plan had faded now.
But Wendy decided to let the dog, Kaptan, make the final move.
The young redhead went over to the storage cupboards and bent down to rummage in the bottom drawer.
She had no interest in the potatoes and turnips inside. But she knew her white-clad ass was fully exposed to the dog's gaze this way.
If Kaptan wanted to continue his probing up between her thighs, she was giving him a golden opportunity.
The dog didn't waste a moment.
Almost before she could prepare herself for a renewal of that cold shock, the dog's nose was poking up between her naked thighs under her work-smock.
"Ohhh, Kaptan, darling, that feels good," she sighed. At the animal's first touch, the girl's mind quit wrestling with rights and wrongs, and concentrated on pleasure.
The cold stab of his nose against her soft upper thighs made her body quake with excitement.
"Your nose is so nice and cold, Kaptan. That's right, boy, you can keep on doing it. Why don't you touch my pussy, darling?"
As though the dog understood her words, his nose worked up and pressed against the crotch of her desire-moistened panties. He forced the material up into her cunt.
At the same time more of her hair-fringed cunt-slit was bared to the afternoon air.
"Oooohhh, that feels won-n-n-derful," Wendy crooned. She wriggled her ass hungrily back to search out more of the dog's cold, taunting probing.
She realized the crotch of her panties was pushed so far up into her cunt-slit that most of her white ass was exposed. The thought of the obscene picture she made forced a new surge of moisture from her throbbing cunt.
"Do you like me down there, Kaptan honey?" she asked lewdly. Her voice was becoming more high-pitched with her excitement. "Do you like smelling my little pussy? Would you like more of it?"
Carried away by her building lust, the young redhead reached back and grasped the waistband of her panties.
Slowly she began to ease them down over the swelling globes of her ass. Once they were free of her hips, she let them fall.
They laid in a lewd puddle around her ankles.
Now her wet cunt was totally exposed to the animal's inquisitive nose. The girl hiked her short smock up over her hips so there was nothing to prevent the animal from investigating her eager pussy.
"Now you can do whatever you want down there, Kaptan baby. Ooohh, I want to feel that beautiful wet nose of yours against my pussy."
No sooner was it voiced than her wish was granted.
"Ooooiieee. Mmmmmm, it feels so good!" She wiggled her ass in salacious appreciation of the dog's cold nose prodding her cunt-hole.
Then his nose worked back up and stabbed at the puckered entrance to her ass.
"Oh, golly, mmmpphh, Kaptan, you're doing such wonderful things to me, baby. Your nose even makes my ass-hole feel good."
The excited teen-ager imagined how she must look. Here she was standing bent over the kitchen cupboard with her bare ass waving in the air and her panties down around her ankles.
Letting a dog probe her cunt and ass-hole with his nose.
God it was depraved, but jeez, it felt good, she thought.
She parted her legs a little and rested her upper body against a kitchen counter.
Now the dog could have easier access to her pussy. And she could brace herself against the onslaught of the pleasure pangs she looked forward to so eagerly.
"Do it to me some more, Kaptan," she urged the animal in a lust-distorted whisper. "Make my cunt feel good, doggie, baby. Ooohh, I need it so bad."
The dog's head burrowed in between the girl's thighs and he pushed his nose against his clit.
The sensitized love-bud leapt to perky erection. Pangs of molten desire shot from its slick peak throughout her half-naked body.
"Oh, that's the way, boy. Make my clit feel good. Mmmmmm, yessss."
His muzzle again worked its way back up over her wet cunt to her puckered ass-hole.
"Ah, shit, that feels good!" the girl grunted ecstatically.
She was only vaguely aware that she had just spoken one of those naughty four-letter words aloud. Her mother had raised her to avoid that kind of coarse language.
But the occasion seemed to demand strong language.
Shit, she was sure her mother had never let a dog poke his nose up into her pussy.
"Ah shit, yes, feel my ass-hole with your nose, Kaptan. Feels good. Makes my whole cunt burn, baby. Oohhhh!"
Now that the dog had made his first exploration of the girl's lewdly proffered slit, he was ready to slow his approval.
His long pink tongue snaked out and lapped all the way up from Wendy's clit to her cunt to her quivering ass-hole.
"Aaaaahh, Jee-zuz ... uhh, man, that feels good. Shit, do it to me, baby! Lick me with that beautiful big tongue of yours."
The girl was wild with excitement. Her green eyes glazed with lust, she wriggled her ass heatedly back in search of the dog's tongue.
His tongue was slightly rough. It made her pussy feel like it was being scrubbed with a thousand tiny pin-pricks.
The effect was pure pleasure.
Sparks seemed to explode from her flowing cunt and shoot throughout her sensuously churning body.
"Oh, Christ, yes, that's the way, boy! My cunt hadn't felt this good in so long ... Jeez, I don't think my cunt has ever felt this good. Uhh, shit, what you're doing to me..."
Wendy scrunched up her freckled nose and closed her eyes tight. She concentrated totally on the strange, forbidden titillation she was enjoying from the big dog's tongue.
She tipped her ass-cheeks back up higher in the air. The dog could now slide his tongue back as far as her clitoris more easily.
His rough tongue grazed over the erect nubbin. Immediately new waves of pleasure flowed from the girl's moisture-soaked cunt.
"Agghh, lick my clit, Kaptan. Jeez, I don't know how much more of this I can stand, doggie. Ooohh, uuhhh, do it to me. Make me feel good. Ooooooohh, shittttt..."
CHAPTER FOUR
For a moment, Vera Moore's lewd encouragements to her husband floated through Wendy's consciousness. She had been aroused by the older woman's total abandon.
But she hadn't imagined herself using the same brutally frank language so soon after.
It was as though some kind of cord had snapped somewhere inside her when she decided to let the dog make love to her.
It was as though she'd crossed a line between youthful sex experiments and hard erotic sex.
She realized she wanted to enjoy the kind of excitement Mrs. Moore obviously liked so much.
She wanted to feel good more than anything in the whole wide world.
"Lick my pussy, Kaptan. Yessss, that's the way. Oh fuck, my ass-hole too ... gawd, yes, it's so won-n-n-derful."
The tip of the animal's tongue seemed to surge just a little way up inside her cunt.
"Ooohh, fuck me with your tongue, doggie darling. That's right. Shit, it's so good."
The elastic band that usually held her red hair in a neat pony tail had fallen out. Now long, thick red locks were bobbing sensuously around her face. They moved in rhythm with the sway of her ass searching out the dog's tongue.
She humped her ass hard backward. Obviously she was trying to trap the animal's tongue up inside her cunt.
She wanted the dog to fuck her with his tongue.
That was a little more than Kaptan could manage. But his tongue did slither up into her slippery cunt several times.
Each time his tongue invaded her eager cunt-hole, the tempo of her abandoned swaying grew hotter and wilder.
"Do it to me. Do it to me! Uuuhh, my pussy feels so hot. What a beautiful, thick, tough tongue you've got. I love it!"
Wendy didn't realize it, but her voice had grown so loud that she was almost screaming.
Her passion was completely out of bounds now.
The young farm girl was aware of nothing but the spreading darts of tantalizing lust that were shooting crazily through her bent form.
Her knees were quivering over the effort of remaining on her feet. The force of her passion was making her feel weak and dizzy.
"Oh, Kaptan, Kaptan honey," she mumbled as she struggled to an upright position. "Darling, you're making me feel so good, I can't stand up any more. I've got to sit down."
The dog moved back a couple of feet and looked up inquisitively at the disheveled young woman.
"It's okay, boy," she crooned in a soothing voice. "I don't want you to stop. I'm just changing the rules a little."
She worked her feet free of her panties. Then she staggered to the kitchen table and turned one of the chairs outward.
She sat down and spread her legs, slumping down a little so her wet cunt opened invitingly at the edge of the seat.
"Come on, darling," she beckoned the dog. "Make me feel good some more. Please. Lick my cunt, lover. See, now you can get at it easier."
The dog hesitated. Then, reassured, he wagged his tail and moved in toward the hair-fringed pink slit of the young maid's pussy.
His long tongue shot out and swooped up over the swollen flanges of her cunt to the erect peak of her clit.
"Oh, gawd, yes, that's the way. Mmmmmm, feels so good. Mmmmm, make me beg for it, lover. Lick my cunt for me, Kaptan."
At once the girl reverted to her earlier ecstasy.
She let her head fall back against the chair. Long strands of curly red hair covered the back of the white and yellow plastic backrest.
She had her smock pulled up around her waist, so all her smooth rounded belly and hairy cunt were exposed obscenely to the obliging dog.
"Oh, my clit's so hard, Kaptan. You're making it so hard and excited. It feels like it's going to explode. Mmmmmmm."
She began to tilt her ass-cheeks rhythmically up off the plastic seat. With each up-thrust she rubbed her sensitive clit against the dog's cold nose.
His tongue tantalized the flaring lips of her cunt. He bent his head down in between her thighs to search out the entrance to her ass.
His tongue made a long swipe all the way up from her ass-hole to her clit.
The girl's ass writhed in ecstatic appreciation.
"That's the way, doggie darling. Oohh, I can feel it getting so hot and excited inside my belly. I can tell you're going to make me come. It's going to be sooo gooooddd."
Realizing that her orgasm was on the way, the teen-ager ground her pussy more fitfully into the dog's face.
Her whole being resembled a brush fire that needed to be quenched.
She sought out more of the animal's tireless tonguing in a desperate effort to bring herself to orgasm. She wanted to feel the release sweeping through her half-naked body.
Suddenly, a vision of her old boyfriend, Randy Harding, danced before her eyes.
What would Randy think if he could see her now?
With her legs spread wide, bare-assed, inviting a dog to shove his tongue up into her pussy-slit?
In her excitement, she imagined Randy standing before her with his cock hard and swollen in his hand, wanting to fuck her.
"Oh Randy, Randy baby. I'd like you to fuck me now. I'm still empty inside. I need to be fucked."
Her eyes closed in delirious passion, she slipped a fingertip down to prod at her erect clit.
She teased the taut nub with agonizing fury. Added to the dog's tonguing, the sensations drove her to new peaks of wanton lust.
"Oh, gawd, my cunt feels so good. If only I had someone here to fuck me! Shit, it's good. I love your tongue, Kaptan. But I wish I had Randy's big, hard old cock in my pussy!"
The awareness of her greater need combined with her building pleasure created an awesome pressure in Wendy Cooper's loins.
She was feeling unbelievably excited. At the same time, she was feeling an intense craving.
The two sensations combined to create a strange smoldering fire in the depths of her womb that finally flared into climax.
Again and again harsh, almost painful, shocks of uncontrolled energy soared through her lust-possessed loins.
It was an incredibly strong orgasm, but one that combined present pleasure with a vague feeling of loss.
Her cunt still had not been filled.
She had experienced another climax, but her being still craved more. She still needed a cock.
Gradually the intensity of her orgasm waned and she slumped forward in the chair. She wrapped her arms around the dog's neck and buried her head in his fur.
"Oh, Kaptan baby, what am I going to do?" she muttered. "I've got to get back to see Randy. I've got to get fucked."
"Don't despair, darling," a voice interrupted her. "Vera's here now. She'll make everything all right."
Wendy raised her head abruptly and stared at Vera Moore. Her freckled nose scrunched up with fear as though she expected to be struck.
"Mrs. Moore, I ... oh my gosh, I don't know how to explain ... please don't tell my folks. They'd kill me. My dad's very proper....."
The voluptuous teen-ager began to sob uncontrollably. She buried her face in her hands.
It seemed her shame and agony were almost more than she could bear.
At last she looked up at the older woman. Her green eyes were swollen and red around the edges.
"Well, I guess I can't blame you if you fire me, Mrs. Moore," she said.
"Fire you? Why would I do that?" The pretty blonde seemed genuinely surprised. "You're a woman with a problem, and I'm just the one to help you out of it."
Wendy wasn't sure if she understood the exact meaning of Vera Moore's words.
But she breathed a long sigh of relief.
Her job, at least, was safe.
CHAPTER FIVE
Vera was very kind to her young maid.
She helped her to her feet and led her back to the master bedroom. She helped the redhead stretch out on the velvet spread. Then she brought her a soothing glass of Lepanto brandy.
Vera settled comfortably next to the young girl on the bed. One red-nailed hand rested soothingly on Wendy's shoulder. The other carried her own glass of brandy to her lips.
"Mmmmm, that's delicious, isn't it, Wendy darling?" she murmured. Though it was clear her mind was not on the alcohol.
Wendy took a tentative sip. She found she liked the taste. And she liked the warm feeling the brandy created right in the pit of her belly.
She drained her glass and set it carefully on the bedside table. Then she rolled over onto her tummy, closer to where Mrs. Moore was sitting.
She was enjoying the gentle touch of the older woman's hand on her tense shoulder muscles.
The young farm girl found her whole body responding to the hypnotizing caress of Mrs. Moore's hand. She could feel herself relaxing.
Nothing mattered but that hand.
That, and the reminiscent tingle in her bare cunt up under her smock.
She had barely had time to enjoy the confused afterglow of her orgasm before Mrs. Moore had come in and surprised her.
Now, though, she was very aware of the moist pulsing in her pussy. And she found herself remembering the inciting feel of Kaptan's tongue on her cunt and ass-hole.
No, you've got to stop thinking about that, she told herself sternly. You're just lucky you didn't get yourself into real hot water. What would you have done if Mrs. Moore had fired you?
The sound of her employer's voice interrupted her dreamy thoughts.
"I have a confession to make, Wendy," Vera said.
"Oh?" Wendy was surprised. Who was she that someone as beautiful and sophisticated as Mrs. Moore should be making confessions to her?
"Yes..." The older woman paused a moment.
"When you were having such a good time with Kaptan, I was watching you. What I mean to say is ... I didn't just turn up at the last minute. I watched you for probably ten minutes."
Wendy felt an instant pang of guilt. What must Mrs. Moore think of her, the way she was carrying on with the dog?
God, she must think I'm a total pervert!
Carefully, the young redhead looked up at her companion. She expected to see disgust flashing in her pretty blue eyes.
What she saw was an expression of incredible, intense lust.
Mrs. Moore had been turned on by watching her with the dog!
The younger woman phrased her question carefully.
"What ... what were you thinking ... then, Mrs. Moore?" she asked.
Vera touched the girl's chin and tilted her head up so their eyes met.
"I thought it was beautiful, Wendy. I thought the way you were letting yourself go ... the way you were letting Kaptan lick you ... it was incredible."
She began to pant slightly as she talked, as though she had just run a long way.
"And you have such a pretty body, darling. I never realized. Of course, I haven't seen all of it ... but I'd like to. I love your sensuality, baby."
Wendy couldn't have explained why, but suddenly she became very excited. Something about the way Mrs. Moore was talking to her was really turning her on.
"You ... you don't think I'm awful then, Mrs. Moore?" The girl's voice was timid, hopeful.
Unable to resist the redhead's young fragile beauty, Vera bent forward and kissed the tip of her freckled nose.
"I think you're wonderful, darling. To think you've been living under this roof for three weeks, and I'd hardly even noticed you. A treasure like you ... and I treated you like just any old servant. I must have been blind."
Wendy was flabbergasted. She didn't know what to say.
Her father had warned her that city people were different from country folk. But she didn't realize how different. She didn't understand this romantic talk of Mrs. Moore's at all.
"I'm not so wonderful really," she said modestly. "I just got kind of horny. You see, I miss my boy friend back home."
The older woman had set her glass down beside the bed. She was sliding her body down next to Wendy's. At the same time, a hand was raising the hem of Wendy's smock until it was up around the girl's waist.
"I know about your boy friend, darling. I heard you mention him when you were ... excited. Randy ... isn't that his name?"
Between words, Vera began to plant damp kisses over the girl's bare thighs and belly.
Wendy was incredulous. How the heck had this happened? All of a sudden the woman, who was her boss, was making love to her like a man. Kissing her in places where only lovers kissed.
Wendy wasn't sure how to act. Pretend it wasn't happening? Protest? Lie back and enjoy it?
She didn't know anything about love between women, but she was pretty sure that must be wrong, too. She knew her father called men who liked other men horrible names.
"Yes ... his name is Randy. He's very nice. He..." She tried to be casual, but the moist kisses on her sensitive belly were exciting renewed darts of lust up inside her cunt.
"Ooooooohhh," she found herself sighing. "That feels awful good, Mrs. Moore."
"Why don't you just call me Vera?" she replied in a sultry, impassioned voice.
The blonde parted the girl's thighs and knelt between them. She placed a hand on either side of her pussy and slowly parted the moist pink flesh.
"My, what a sweet little cunt you have, darling," she whispered lewdly. Her sparkling eyes never left the gleaming slit up between her maid's legs.
She bent her head a little closer. Puckering her lips, she blew a lungful of warm air over the hair-lined flanges of Wendy's pussy.
"Ohhhh, wow, uuuhhh, that feels wonderful, Mrs. Mer, Vera. Uhh, I can feel myself getting all excited again. It's crazy. I just had an orgasm."
"That's why it feels so good, baby," Vera explained in a husky voice. "The more times you come, the better your cunt will feel the next time someone plays with it. I've made love for two days straight, and it just kept getting better and better."
Wendy was trying to concentrate on the other woman's words, but she was distracted by the fingertips stroking up and down her swollen cunt.
"Mmmmm, feels nice," she moaned.
Vera couldn't get over the smooth roundness of her young maid's half-naked body. Her belly was firm and strong, with just the right amount of feminine curve.
Her hips were lush and flared invitingly down to frame the thick thatch of Wendy's bright red pubic hair.
Vera stared at the lust-inciting pussy for another moment. Then, like a bull faced with a red flag, she made her attack.
She lowered her head and buried her face in the tantalizing patch of pussy-fur. She ran her tongue hungrily over it in long, generous licks.
like a cow licking a salt brick.
"Ooohh, oh, God ... that feels won-n-nderful," Wendy moaned. Her whole lush body writhed in response to Vera's uninhibited tonguing.
Inspired by the girl's moans, the older woman probed her tongue farther into the curly mass of cunt-hair. She found the slick peak of her clit. With quick little strokes of her tongue, she caressed the hooded gland until it rose to stiff erection.
"Oh ... oh, shit, you're making my clit feel so good, Vera. You've got a beautiful mouth, darling."
It was as though the pretty redhead had grown up overnight. In one day, she'd experienced a dog's rough tongue on her pussy. Now a woman was exciting her with talented tongue strokes.
And Wendy was responding hotly, wildly. No nagging doubts or inhibitions held her back.
The girl was pure ravening lust.
"Do it to me some more," she encouraged Vera. "I love feeling good. I want you to lick my pussy for me, Vera. Please!"
Her voice faded into a blur of incoherent moans and sighs.
Wendy was vaguely aware that she had never been this out of control before. But instead of worrying her, the realization only made her feel more sexy. She had every intention of enjoying the pleasure while others-human or animal-were willing to give it to her.
"Mmmmmm, yummy." Her little pink tongue licked nervously over her lips.
She could feel Vera's tongue circling the peak of her sensitized clit. Round and round it went, exciting the nubbin to harder and harder erection.
The tantalizing lust-tendrils seemed to shoot out from her clit to assault her. Her hips churned in lascivious response to the heady pleasure pangs.
"Lick my pussy," she urged her woman lover again. "Oooh, it needs it so bad. My pussy wants to feel your beautiful tongue, baby."
Vera was becoming intensely excited by the urgency of Wendy's response.
She was shaking with her own arousal. She could feel the crotch band of her panties under her dress clinging wetly to her pussy.
Shit, what a hot little bitch this one is, she thought excitedly. Thank God I walked into the kitchen when I did. I might never have known what a little sexpot I had for a maid-and she looks like she could melt butter in her mouth!
Vera poised a red-nailed thumb on either side of the redhead's cunt and slowly parted the fleshy lips.
She licked her lips greedily as she feasted upon the heady sight of that moist pink pussy so ripe and ready for eating.
"Ohhh, Wendy," she moaned. Her buttocks began to chum slightly in automatic response to her own titillation.
"You've got such a pretty cunt, honey," Vera sighed. "Mmmmmm, I can hardly wait to feel your sweet pussy-lips in my mouth."
Egged on by her own obscene words, Vera bent forward and extended her tongue. She ran it moistly up one side of Wendy's cunt and down the other.
"Ohhhhhh, wow, Vera, it feels so good. Do it to me some more. Please! I love it, Vera!"
The girl's words came out thick with lust.
Vera thought she sounded very young and greedy. The notion excited her.
The older woman was driven by the desire to show her young protege all the unknown joys of Lesbian love.
She wanted to make Wendy's initiation into this new perversity a memorable one.
Hunching down between the girl's thighs, she set about her obscene task with the eagerness of a lioness at feeding time.
Her tongue investigated the folds of Wendy's pussy. Then it snaked up to prod at the girl's taut clit. Then it worked all the way back down to her ass-hole.
"I love the way your pussy tastes, Wendy honey," she moaned. "Mmmmm, it's so good."
She stopped licking her cunt and smiled at the girl, who was gazing down at her. Vera licked her lips obscenely to demonstrate the sweetness of Wendy's cunt-juices.
Then her blonde head bent to its labors again. Her tongue swirled eagerly over all Wendy's lewdly spread cunt.
"Aaaaaagghh, yes, lick my cunt for me, Vera. It feels so damned good! Your tongue's soft and exciting on my pussy-lips!"
Vera began to suck on the girl's cunt-lips one at a time. She drew all the fleshy fold on one side of Wendy's pussy into her mouth, then started on the other side.
"Eeeeee, shit, God that's good, Vera. Ooooooohhh, you're making me so hot. I feel so sexy, just like I was going to get fucked."
Despite her excitement, the girl's last words sounded a little wistful.
Vera never slackened the pace of her ardent tonguing. She began to dart her tongue up into the clinging wetness of Wendy's cunt.
She flashed her tongue in and out, in and out, rousing the other woman to fiery responsiveness.
"Ohhhhh, yesssssssss. Fuck me with your tongue like that, Vera. Oooohh, uuuhhh, it feels terrific."
Wendy began to hump her hips down toward the blonde's face. Her actions forced Vera's tongue far up into her greedy pussy.
She reached down and tangled her fingers in Vera's curly hair, pinning her down. She was demanding that the older woman give her more, ever more of the teasing tongue-fucking.
"Fuck me, oh, fuck me," the red-headed teen-ager wailed.
Her body was contorting with the strain of trying to draw Vera's agile tongue up into her.
"Ahhhhhh, your tongue's wonderful! shove it farther. Make it go deeper into me!"
Combined with the girl's excitement was a profound frustration.
She loved the feel of Vera's tongue working in and out of her wet cunt, but she wanted more. She wanted her cunt filled. With something hard and thick and satisfying.
Cock. She wanted cock.
"Oh, God, I need it so baddd," she moaned. She didn't want to hurt the older woman's feelings. But she needed more than Vera could give her.
Vera had to struggle against the girl's frantic grip to pull her head back from her pussy.
"Don't worry, darling," she said. "You'll get everything you want. Just be patient. Relax and enjoy. Think about your body ... your beautiful body. Think about how good it feels."
The older woman spoke in a calming voice that was almost hypnotic.
As soon as she finished speaking, she shoved a finger far up into the writhing girl's cunt.
Wendy had obediently let herself relax when Vera told her. So she was wide open when the finger came soaring up into her moist, ready cunt.
"Aaaarrggghhh! Oh God, Vera, that's incredible. Mmmmmm, I love it."
Her cunt-walls clutched feverishly at the slender presence of that hard skewering finger.
Again her hips began to rock forward, this time forcing the finger far up into her needing cunt-hole.
Eager for more sensation, Wendy pulled her smock up farther until it was around her neck.
With difficulty she reached under her and undid her brassiere. She pulled it off.
Now her full, heavy tits stood upright on her chest. The nipples grew at the first feel of the cool air on their sensitive tips.
Wendy reached up and began to stroke the shapely mounds. She pinched her nipples cruelly, tearing hot sparks of sensation from their rubbery surface.
While her hands lewdly stroked her own breasts, her hips continued to seek the intoxicating rhythm of Vera's finger.
"Mmmmmm, I feel so good. You're right, Vera. I'm beautiful. I love the feel of my body. I love what you're doing to me."
Vera was aroused by the abandon in the young girl. She could feel the crotch of her own panties becoming wetter and wetter as she watched Wendy fondle her full, shapely breasts.
"Oh, Wendy honey," she moaned, "I love your titties. They're beautiful. So big. I want to suck them, baby, let me suck them."
Her finger still stroking in and out of the girl's cunt, Vera laid her still clothed body next to Wendy.
She closed her lips over one rubbery nipple and began to suck hungrily.
Vera's pussy flared inside her panties with the sheer, lusty titillation of sucking on the teen-ager's tit.
She sent a second finger up to join the first sawing in and out of Wendy's cunt. She wanted to make the girl really hot.
So hot she would accept anything Vera wanted to do with her.
"Mmmmm, your nipple feels so sexy in my mouth," she groaned. She reached up and planted a wet kiss on the girl's mouth. Then she settled back down over the other nipple and began to suck hard on its resilient tip.
"Oh God, Vera, you're amazing. My body's on fire. Oh, aaahhh ... shit, it's good."
Wendy didn't know what to concentrate on first-the two fingers drubbing enticingly in and out of her cunt or the lips sucking hotly on her erect nipples.
Even the feel of Vera's lips on hers had been incredibly stimulating. Vera's mouth was so soft and wet and open. Not at all like Randy's. His was hard and unyielding.
The bright red of Vera's fingernails contrasted startlingly with the soft pink of the girl's nipple where the older woman's hand kneaded Wendy's tit.
"Uuuhhh, my tits feel so nice, Vera. Shit ... my cunt. It's so wet and ready. God, it feels good. It's all excited, Vera. My pussy wants to get fucked."
The girl's words were an urgent plea, as though she were taking Vera at her word.
Vera had said she would make everything all right. To Wendy, that meant getting a cock up between her pussy-lips.
She had no idea how that was going to happen, but she trusted Vera.
"Oh, Vera, make me feel good. Make everything all right. I need it so bad."
Vera didn't know how much more of this intense stimulation she could take. It was all she could do to keep from ripping off her own clothes and shoving her aching cunt up against the girl's face.
But she didn't want to move too soon. She had plans. And she didn't want to spoil them.
She was going to give young Wendy Cooper the initiation of a lifetime.
Her fingers began to drum more insistently in and out of Wendy's open wet cunt. At the same time her mouth and her other hand worked tirelessly over the girl's sensitive tits.
"Oh, jeez, Vera. My pussy's on fire. And my titties feel like sparklers. Oh, man, wow, I love it. Finger-fuck me some more, Vera. Ohhhh, aaaaaahhh, Christ!"
The young redhead drove her hips down furiously to meet Vera's maddening cock-like fingers.
Her whole being was centered now on the reality of the quick, even, fucking tempo of those fingers. She was moving with it, hypnotized by it.
"Mmmmmmmmm, aaaaahh, yessss, do it to me like that! Shit, ahhhh, I like it so much! Fuck me with your fingers. Ohh, ohhhh, oooooohhh ... jee-zuz, Vera, I'm ... I'm commmmming-g-g!"
Once again the explosion of climax broiled through the girl's passion-heated body. And once again the sensation left her with the curious ache, the expectation of something more.
"Oh, Vera," she sobbed. Her hips were still churning, though less urgently now, against the woman's fingers.
"What's wrong with me, Vera?" she asked, her eyes brimming with tears. "It's never enough, Vera. I just keep wanting more and more and more."
"You know damned well, darling," Vera crooned into the youngster's ear. "You need to get fucked."
"I know," the girl replied simply. Her voice sounded hopeless.
"So, now you're going to get fucked," Vera continued in a matter-of-fact monotone.
Wendy's big green eyes stared into Vera's blue ones.
"How?" she asked.
She didn't dare hope that the other woman had an answer.
A lover hidden in the closet?
CHAPTER SIX
Wendy was dying to know what Vera intended to do.
Despite her third orgasm of the day, the redhead's fiery young cunt was aching for satisfaction.
She needed to be fucked more desperately than ever before in her life.
The girl felt that the older woman held her fate in her hands.
Vera made no answer to Wendy's question. Instead she rose to her feet and left the room.
Wendy was dumbfounded.
Had she been deserted by her woman lover?
The frustrated farm girl felt tears filling her eyes for the second time that day.
Then she heard Vera's footsteps returning down the hall. And with that sound was the unmistakable click-click of Kaptan's claws tapping on the linoleum.
Wendy experienced a momentary twinge of fear, but it vanished as soon as she saw Vera's entering the room with Kaptan.
"Sit, boy," she told the dog. He obeyed at once.
"Now, I think it's time we got more comfortable," she said. She reached down and gently pulled the smock from around Wendy's neck.
Now the girl lay naked and tempting on the bed.
"Whew," the older woman whistled softly. "You sure are beautiful, Wendy. Such lovely tits." She bent down and planted a quick kiss on one firm, up-thrust mound.
Then she straightened up and raised her own dress over her head. She threw it carelessly onto a chair. It was soon followed by her bra and panties.
It was Wendy's turn to be impressed.
Though slender, Vera was a very voluptuous woman.
The view Wendy had had of her this morning when she was lying on the bed with her legs snaked up around her husband's neck had not done Vera justice.
Now that she was standing before her, Wendy could survey at leisure the blonde's full, high-set tits, trim waist and flaring hips. Her pussy-hair looked soft and inviting.
And Wendy could see that Vera was a natural blonde.
"Gee, Vera, you're the prettiest older woman I ever saw in my life." Her green eyes were wide and admiring. Her freckled nose was wrinkled in critical appraisal.
Vera laughed.
"Jeez, kid," she said. "I'm not exactly over the hill, you know. I won't even be twenty-five for another six months."
Wendy giggled.
"Sorry," she said. "I'm just used to some of the farm wives. Where I come from, twenty-five-year-old women have already got a middle-aged spread and three or four kids."
Vera gazed at the ceiling in mock despair.
"Saints, preserve us," she muttered, then she leapt up onto the bed next to Wendy.
Automatically her hand snaked down through Wendy's pussy-hair and sought out the familiar nub of her clit.
Again the little organ sprang to hard erection. Its tip was still slippery from the girl's earlier excitement. Vera's hand moved easily over its peak and valleys.
"Aaaaaaaah," the redhead sighed, her eyes closing dreamily.
"Still hot, darling?" the blonde crooned. Her hand never let up its tantalizing caress. A fingertip again prodded at Wendy's wet cunt.
"I just love feeling this juicy little cunt of yours," Vera moaned.
Carefully she adjusted her position so she was lying outstretched next to the girl. Her body was turned slightly so her tits and pussy grazed Wendy's side.
"Mmmmmm, you're making me feel awful good, Vera," the teen-ager sighed.
She was intensely aware of the sexy feel of the other woman's cunt and tits against her own naked body.
She'd never been this close to a nude woman before. She decided she liked the feeling.
Vera's body was so soft and smooth, a perfect match for her own fuller, lusher form.
Wendy was drifting off once again into the never-never land of arousal. Her mind followed the passage of Vera's fingers caressing her cunt. She groaned aloud each time a fingertip pressed against her cunt-hole.
"Ohhhhh, wow, feels good, Vera," she grunted. She tipped her pelvis up to give the blonde easier access to her pussy.
She opened her eyes and saw that Vera was looking at her, her eyes shining with lust.
Wendy found herself carried away with her own lewdness.
"Kiss me," she said hotly.
Obediently Vera's lips closed over hers in a long, searching kiss that seemed to last forever. While their tongues dueled, Vera's finger probed the entrance to Wendy's pussy.
Suddenly, her desire urgent, the girl broke away from the kiss.
"Oh, God, you get me so excited, Vera. Shove your finger into my cunt, please. I need it."
Again the two fingers soared up into her wet, clasping cunt and wriggled around in the rubbery depths.
"Ahh, your twat's so hot, lover," Vera groaned. She ground her fingers around hard inside Wendy's pussy. "You need a good fucking, baby. You need something long and hard up inside your greedy cunt."
Wendy found herself focusing again on her urgent fantasy of getting fucked.
"Oh, yes, Vera, it's true. I need to get fucked so bad, I can taste it."
She humped her cunt up wantonly against the older woman's hand.
"You want to feel good hard cock spreading your pussy-lips, screwing all the way up into your belly." Vera said. Her words were heated, feverish in their haste.
The picture Vera was describing was driving the girl wild with excitement.
"Oh God, yes, that's what I want, Vera. I want a good stiff prick in my cunt. All the way up inside."
"Can you feel how it would feel?" Vera asked salaciously, her fingers twisting inside Wendy's pussy. "Can you feel your cunt opening up to take all of it?"
"Oh, yes, oh, God, yessssss..."
The girl's hips were churning hungrily, searching out more of Vera's harsh finger-fucking.
Before she knew what was happening, Vera was rolling her over and getting her up on hands and knees on the bed.
"Wha ... what are you doing?" she asked feebly.
Her mind refused to recognize the brute reality of Kaptan's presence. She didn't dare flirt with the ideas that provoked.
"You're going to get fucked, darling," Vera told her. "Kaptan's going to fuck that sweet little cunt of yours for you."
Wendy was shocked.
To hear Vera actually say what she was only half-thinking was more than she could take.
She tried to crawl forward on the bed, out of Vera's reach, but the other woman held her ass firmly.
"No ... no, I can't do that, Vera," she protested. "It's wrong. I've done a lot of things today, I know, but that's just going too far."
"Darling, it's good." Vera's voice remained even, persuasive, though her hands held Wendy's hips in a rock-firm grip.
"Kaptan's cock is so hard and thick and filing, Wendy honey," she continued. "It'll make your cunt feel like it's celebrating New Year's and the
Fourth of July all at once. It'll be beautiful. Let it happen, Wendy. For your own sake.
"Remember how much you need to be fucked?"
"Yes..." the girl moaned doubtfully. "But by a man. I meant by a man, Vera."
The teen-ager sounded like she was in real distress.
"Sssshhh," Vera soothed her. "Don't worry about a thing, baby. Kaptan's better than a man. He can keep on fucking and fucking and fucking ... "-
She let that sink in for a moment.
"And his cock ... oohhh, his cock feels so nice inside a hungry pussy."
Suddenly Wendy realized something that hadn't occurred to her before.
"You ... you mean you ... fuck Kaptan. You let a dog ... fuck your pussy?"
It was an incredible thought.
"Of course I do, baby. You must never tell Mr. Moore of course. He thinks he's my only lover. But my Kaptan keeps me satisfied when hubby's away."
Amazing! Wendy thought. And she doesn't even sound guilty about it.
Despite herself, her cunt began to flare excitedly at the thought of Vera Moore getting fucked senseless by her own pet.
Her ass-cheeks began to churn a little into the air as her imagination ran away with her.
Vera does it! Does that make it all right?
While the girl wrestled with her moral dilemma, Vera beckoned the dog up onto the bed.
"Come on, Kaptan," she coaxed softly. "Up, boy, there's a good dog."
Wendy's confused thoughts and imaginings were suddenly interrupted by the shocking feel of a cold dog nose in her upturned ass.
"Aaaagghhh," she moaned, half in pleasure, half in fear. Again she tried to squirm forward, but her efforts were not enough to free her from Vera's restraining grasp.
"There, it feels good, doesn't it?" Vera asked.
Despite her dizzying confusion, Wendy didn't miss the thick lust in the other woman's voice.
"Yes," she agreed feebly. "But Vera, I'm scared. What's he going to do to me?"
"I told you, darling. He's going to fuck you. Better than you've ever been fucked in your life. Don't worry about a thing, Wendy honey. Vera's right here. I wouldn't make you do anything bad for you, would I?"
Confronted with that question, Wendy had to admit to herself that she trusted Vera.
Although, until today she had been little more to Wendy than the woman who handed her a pay check. A lot of things had changed in the last few hours.
Now she felt closer to Vera than she ever had to any other woman.
Except her mother.
So if she couldn't trust Vera to do right by her, who could she trust?
Resignedly, the girl let herself relax a little. She let her mind dwell on the delicious feel of that cold nose prodding her ass-cheeks.
"Mmmmm," she moaned softly. "Feels good, Vera. I like the feel of his cold doggie-nose on my ass."
She was trying to give herself courage. The best way to do that seemed to be by talking to Vera.
She felt a strong need to tell the other woman about the things she was feeling.
She lurched forward a little as she felt the dog's nose poke up against her ass-hole.
"Oh God," she grunted, more loudly this time. She was beginning to feel the old pleasure pangs returning to her naked, kneeling body.
"God, Vera, he's poking his nose right up against my ass-hole. Feels yummy, Vera. It really does. I want him to do it to me some more."
The older woman was kneeling next to her young employee now. She watched fascinated as the dog's nose probed the girl's ass.
"Just wait, Wendy baby," she said. "Kaptan's going to do lots of things to you that you're just going to love. Your little twat's going to be in seventh heaven."
She watched mesmerized as the dog's tongue snaked out and lapped all the way up from the redhead's clit to her tight-clenched ass-hole.
"Ohhhh, shit," the girl howled. "Oh, Vera, his tongue is dynamite on my pussy. Makes me feel so sexy to have him run that rough tongue over my cunt."
The girl was obviously turning on to her obscene words as much as to the dog's attentions.
Her hips waved salaciously in the air, giving lewd encouragement to the big German shepherd.
"Do it to me some more, doggie. That-a-boy, Kaptan, lick my pussy. Ooooooeeee, all fuck, ah piss, jeez Vera, it's good. It's so good."
The blonde was intensely excited by the younger woman's response to the dog's licking. She could feel juices flowing from her cunt and dribbling down her thighs as she watched the obscene love-play between woman and dog.
Her own excitement was almost as intense as Wendy's.
She could hardly wait to see the dog's big red cock penetrate her girl friend's cunt.
She reached up and ran a hand tauntingly over Wendy's swaying ass.
"I'm glad you feel good, baby," she moaned. "That's what I want. I want you to feel so good, you can't stand it any more."
Kneeling closer, she watched the dog make a couple more long swipes up over Wendy's naked twat.
"Mmmmmm, uuggghhh," the redhead moaned.
Her long, red hair was flailing carelessly about the girl's head as she arched her back in ecstatic abandon.
"My pussy's on fire, Vera!" she mewled. "Oh wow, it's incredible! It makes me feel so hot!"
"Are you ready to get fucked?" Vera asked her friend. "Is your cunt hot enough to take Kaptan's big, hard prick up inside?"
The blonde was excited enough that she was no longer so careful about what she said to the girl.
"Oh God, yesssss," Wendy wailed. She was so far gone that she made her reply without the slightest hesitation.
"I need to get fucked, Vera. My cunt's ready for it. It's so ready. Oh, shit, his tongue feels so won-n-n-derful."
"Not as wonderful as his cock," Vera told her lewdly as she grasped the animal's collar and pulled him back from Wendy's pussy.
She patted Wendy's ass. Her eyes were riveted on the heavy, hard prick hanging from the dog's loins.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kaptan was obviously as ready to fuck as Wendy was.
"Come on, boy. Up, up, Kaptan. There's a good fella," Vera said.
Obediently the dog raised himself on his back legs and wrapped his forelegs obscenely around the smooth white flesh of Wendy's hips.
Immediately he made a little running motion with his back legs, bringing himself in closer to Wendy's ass.
The heavy red cock began to bob obscenely back and forth in the girl's ass-slit. Kaptan was looking for a warm wet hole to shove his swollen prick up inside.
The young redhead waved her ass back in urgent search of the hard prick. She could feel it rubbing against her buttocks.
The sensation only made her more desperate to feel its hard, filling presence up in her moist pussy.
"God, I need his cock up inside me," she moaned desperately. "When's he going to fuck me, Vera?"
Her voice was shrill, distorted by her hungry need.
"Soon, darling, soon," Vera murmured soothingly. "You've got to give him time to find that sweet little cunt of yours."
The blonde stared at the obscene picture of the tapered red dog-cock sliding back and forth between her maid's trembling white ass-cheeks.
The sight made her own pussy flare wide-open with excitement.
"Oh, Wendy baby," she groaned eagerly. "You should see Kaptan's beautiful big prick brushing over your little pink pussy. Oh, God, it's so exciting, darling. He's going to fuck you so good!"
Vera's words drove the teen-ager to a higher peak of abandoned desire.
How much longer was she going to have to wait?
God, she needed it now. She needed to be fucked right now.
"Oh, Vera, help me," she pleaded. Her buttocks were still bucking back, trying to capture the dog's turgid prick between them.
"I want him to fuck me now, Vera," she half-shrieked. "Make him do it to mc. Please, Vera, please!"
Unable to cesist the girl's cries or her own titillated excitement any longer, Vera reached under the animal's hairy loins and grasped his slick prick.
She guided the dog's tapered cock-head toward Wendy's wet cunt and prodded it gently against the yielding softness.
"Oooohhh, yesss," the girl moaned. "Oh it feels so nice and hard against my pussy, Vera. Oh God, let him fuck me! Let him do it to me!"
The young redhead was sobbing now, so desperate was her need, so intense her excitement.
Vera licked her own lips salaciously, then she let go of the dog's prick.
At once the animal thrust forward, sending his cock all the way up into the girl's convulsively clutching cunt.
"Oh God, oh God, it hur-r-rts," Wendy moaned. She tried to crawl away from the painful impalement, but it was no good.
The dog's cock was imbedded far up her pussy.
"Make him stop, Vera," she mewled. "He's too big for me! He's hurting me!"
"It's all right, darling," Vera moaned. "It'll feel better soon. I promise."
The blonde hadn't the slightest intention of putting an end to this perverse ravishment. The juices were flowing wetly from her cunt as she watched the dog begin to fuck her young maid.
This was the first time she had ever seen another woman fucked by a dog.
And the spectacle aroused her intensely.
Eyes shining, she watched with bated breath as the juice-slicked dog-cock slid partway out of the girl's stretched pussy.
No sooner was it out, than he rammed far up into her again.
But, despite her pain, her ass was beginning to move slightly to meet the dog's thrusts.
Obviously a part of her had already accepted the pain and was beginning to turn on to the perverted pleasure of her debased position.
"It hurts. It hurts, Vera," she mewled in a soft voice.
But her words were no longer the intense outburst of someone really suffering.
She sounded more like someone experimenting with a new sensation, and not yet sure how she liked it.
The dog had established a quick rhythm now.
Back and forth, back and forth the tapered red flash of his prick sawed in and out of the kneeling teen-ager's wet cunt.
The dog's hips moved with machine-gun precision and lightning speed as his hairy loins banged again and again against the upturned white cushion of Wendy's ass.
"How does it feel now, darling?" Vera asked urgently. One of her fingers was now fondling her own erect clit.
She could no longer resist the lusty call of her own body. For too long she had been watching the girl moaning on the brink of abandon.
Now her own pussy needed some comfort.
"Oh Vera, Vera ... aaaahhhh."
The girl's words came out breathless. The shock of the animal's hard fucking made it difficult for her to speak.
"It's good ... ohhh, it's soooo good, Vera."
The girl sounded surprised and delighted all at once.
Wendy closed her eyes and began to rock her ass rhythmically back to meet the dog's relentless fucking motions.
Her mind had room for nothing but the incredible sensations soaring throughout her kneeling, naked body.
She wanted more. Much more of this wonderful, hard, breathtaking screwing.
"Oh fuck me! Fuck meeeee, Kaptan darling!" she grunted.
Her tits bobbed lewdly beneath her torso from the rough slamming of animal loins against her upturned buttocks.
Vera realized her young protegee was already converted to the perverse pleasures of dog-fucking.
It excited the blonde incredibly to hear the redhead's abandoned moans and grunts of passion.
"Oooohh ... aaaahhhh, shittt. It's good. It's won-n-n-derfully good, Vera. I love feeling Kaptan's beautiful big prick up inside my little pussy."
"You should see his red cock reaming your cunt, Wendy darling. God, it's so exciting."
As she spoke, Vera's fingers flew over her hardened clit.
"Oh God, I could keep doing this forever, Vera. I feel so good. My cunt is so wide open. Shit, it doesn't hurt at all, anymore, Vera. Not at all."
The intensity of her own need prompted Vera to switch her position so her blonde-thatched cunt was lying under Wendy's head.
She reached up and nudged the girl's chin. She wanted to call her attention to her own rampaging need.
Vera wanted some release from her tantalizing excitement, too.
"Lick my pussy for me, Wendy," she said. Her voice was low and urgent.
Wendy's green eyes stared confusedly down at the vee of Vera's pussy.
For a moment she scarcely understood what the older woman had asked.
For another moment, she felt repulsed by Vera's request.
Then she realized how selfish she was being. For hours now, Vera had been doing things to make her feel good.
It was time she did something for lovely Vera.
Timidly, the girl lowered her head and extended her tongue to the pert nub of Vera's clit that peeked wetly through her blonde pussy-hair.
The blonde's hips jerked up in salacious approval of the girl's first attempt at pussy-licking.
The dog kept skewering his prick tirelessly up into Wendy's wet cunt.
It was hard for the girl to keep her attention focused on the tantalizing cunt before her.
But she was encouraged and excited by her first success. She began to run her tongue around the base of Vera's hardened clit.
"Oh God yes, do it to me like that, Wendy. My clit's so sensitive, baby. And that sweet little mouth of yours feels so damned good."
Wendy dropped her head a little lower and closed her lips over the up-thrust clitoral nubbin.
She began to suck on it as if it were a tit.
"Oh, shit, that's the way. Christ, my cunt's on fire, baby. Mmmmmm, you're going to make me come real quick, Wendy honey!"
Encouraged by the lewd prospect of actually making another woman come, Wendy began to labor fiendishly over the wet cunt beneath her. She sucked on the little clit.
Then she stabbed at Vera's cunt.
Then she made long, wet, licking strokes up from the blonde's cunt over the little hill of her clit.
"Oh, shit, oh, God, yesssss. That's the way, Wendy. Lick my pussy for me, darling."
Vera's hips were churning feverishly up toward the girl's face.
Wendy was going out of her mind with excitement.
Not for a moment did the big German shepherd ease his long, hard thrusts up into her welcoming cunt.
His tapered prick was ramrod stiff. The walls of her cunt rippled hotly with every smooth stroke.
She could feel tantalizing lust-tendrils exploding from her greedy pussy throughout her kneeling body.
The pleasure was furious and intense.
She was fucking like a machine.
Her cunt flared automatically to take all the dog's hard, swollen prick.
Her mouth lapped and licked at the churning slit of Vera's cunt.
She wanted to give pleasure as intense as she was getting, but she had to rely on her senses to guide her.
She was incapable of thought. She was back on the primal plane of pure bestial fucking.
A day ago she would never have imagined herself fucking a dog.
Now here she was, kneeling like a she-animal, eager for that wonderful dog-cock to keep reaming her defenseless pussy.
"Oh God, Vera," she wailed. "My cunt feels so good! I love Kaptan's big, hard cock. My little pussy feels like it's going to explode."
"Oh Wendy, I'm glad you feel good, baby. Your mouth is doing such amazing things to my pussy. My clit must be hard as a bullet. Ahhh, Christ, it's good! Sooo good."
"I want to make you come with my mouth, Vera. Your pussy tastes so nice. I love it. I love it."
Both women were writhing on a high plane of sexual abandon now.
While the redhead continued to take the dog's cock up into her wet cunt, she stabbed her tongue furiously into the blonde's cunt-hole.
Both females wailed like banshees, their pleasure reaching higher and higher peaks of wanton sensation.
The dog's heavy panting as he thrust his cock hard and fast in and out of Wendy's cunt provided an obscene accompaniment to their cries.
Vera realized that Wendy had never made love to a woman before. The girl's natural talent and her enthusiasm amazed her.
"You've got such a nice mouth and tongue, Wendy baby. Oohhhh, yessss, stick your tongue up into my cunt. Feels terrific. Shit, my cunt's bursting! You're going to make me come, darling! I swear it."
"I love the taste of your cunt, Vera. Shit, my pussy's so wide open! Kaptan's cock feels so wonderful. God, he's got so much energy! He just keeps fucking and fucking and..."
She returned her mouth to the blonde's pussy and sucked wetly at the soft yielding lips.
"Oooohhh, aaaahhhh, do it to me, Wendy. Suck my pussy, lover," Vera shrieked.
Her hips humped harder and faster up into Wendy's face.
Then, at last, the dam exploded.
"Oh, shit, oh, Christ, oh ... wowwww, it's happening. I'm commmmming-g-g! Oh, God, suck my clit. Yessss. Get it all out of me, baby. Shit, it's good, it's good!"
The young redhead was scarcely able to keep up with the enthusiastic churnings of Vera's hips. But she kept sucking and prodding at the other woman's genitals, helping her ride out her orgasm.
Then she fell prey to Vera's overwhelming excitement, and she felt the hot flood of release sweep over her own humping body.
"Oh, God, me too, me too, Vera. Kaptan's cock feels so good, it's making me commmmmme. Oh shit, beautiful..."
At last, Wendy was coming.
There was nothing missing now from the tantalizing sensation of utter, complete orgastic exhaustion.
Her cunt had been filled. And well-fucked.
She had got what she craved, at last.
As her climax began to ebb, the girl felt the dog's tempo up behind her increase.
Obviously, he too was having an orgasm. He rammed his loins fitfully against the girl's ass. His steaming load of jism shot far up into her flaring womb.
The lewd sensation of being filled with a dog's cum momentarily revived Wendy's arousal.
"Oh, shit, he's coming in me, Vera. Kaptan's shooting his wonderful jizz all the way up into my belly."
"Oh, Wendy!" Vera was Obviously excited by the news.
Both women churned sensuously on the bedspread for several more minutes.
When the dog's orgasm was complete, he leapt down off the bed and lay contentedly on the carpet.
The girls were alone on the bed now, and they stroked each other soothingly, helping each other down from their heady erotic experience.
"That was incredible, Wendy," Vera said at last. "You're the sexiest girl I ever met in my life. You're a natural at eating pussy."
Now that her sexual excitement was past, Wendy felt somewhat embarrassed by Vera's frankness.
"Oh, I don't know..." she began in a low mumble.
"No, it's true," Vera protested. "I haven't had an orgasm like that from a head job in ages."
She stretched and yawned lazily like a big blonde cat which just enjoyed her favorite dinner.
She looked over at the alarm clock.
"Oh, my gosh," she exclaimed.. "It's five to seven. Carl will be home any minute. We can't let him find us like this. He'd throw the lot of us out of the house in two shakes."
The mention of the older man's name made Wendy shiver with fright.
It was wonderful that Vera and she could share something like fucking a dog.
But she couldn't expect anyone else to understand.
Especially a big, strong man like Mr. Moore.
She got up and pulled her smock over her head. She began to pull her long red hair back into her usual ponytail.
"Here, here's something to tie your hair with."
Vera gave the girl a last kiss on the end of her freckled nose. Then she set about putting on her own clothes.
When Carl Moore arrived home from work, his wife was preparing a colorful salad for dinner. The young maid was peeling potatoes.
Nice to be home, he thought as he kissed his wife on the cheek.
He settled himself in his favorite armchair in the living room and began reading the evening paper.
Nice to be home, he repeated to himself. But a little boring. Sometimes I wish something different would happen around here.
Home is so damned predictable. , CHAPTER EIGHT
Wendy was alone in the Moore house Saturday morning.
Mrs. Moore was in a neighboring city on a weekend shopping spree with a girl friend. Mr. Moore had gone to play golf.
Wendy was alone with Kaptan.
And she was horny. Again.
It had been almost a week since she had had her wonderful afternoon of sex with Vera and Kaptan.
In the time between, she'd spent lots of her free time thinking about that day. Her thoughts had inevitably driven her to satisfy herself with her fingers.
Now, as she served the big German shepherd his usual breakfast of chopped steak, she couldn't help thinking back to how wonderful the dog's cock had felt in her cunt.
"There you are, you big handsome brute you. Eat hearty."
She sat on a kitchen stool and watched the dog eat.
Her gaze kept slipping down to the hairy sheath of the animal's cock.
I wonder how hard it would be to get him excited, she thought. I never did get to see how his prick looked when it was all hard. I was too busy fucking it.
When Kaptan had finished his meal, he came over to the girl and nuzzled against her legs.
Wendy knelt next to him and began to stroke his big head.
"Gee, you're a handsome big fella," she said. "You're a real lady's man, you know that? The girls just can't keep their hands off you."
Wendy could feel her cunt tingling as she stroked the animal.
Her pussy was obviously well aware of the nearness of her newest lover. And it obviously craved more of his loving.
Mindful of the shock she had got when Vera interrupted her the other day, Wendy led the dog back to her own bedroom.
She hadn't absolutely determined to do anything yet, but she wanted to be in a place free from possible prying eyes.
She sat on the carpet in her room and began to stroke the dog vigorously. He sat next to her, his tongue lolling from his mouth, his eyes glazed with mindless enjoyment of the girl's stroking.
"You like that, do you, you devil you? Anything to make you feel good, right?"
She cast a sly little glance down toward the hairy sheath of his cock, and her eyes widened.
The tapered end of the dog's prick was peeking from its covering.
He was getting excited.
The farm girl looked up at the ceiling and scrunched up her freckled nose in thought.
She could feel little darts of excitement coursing through her belly.
He's getting hard just from being near me, she thought eagerly. He must want me.
Should I? Would it be all right?
Realizing that there was no one around to witness her depravity, the girl reached boldly out and closed her fingers around the animal's hairy cock-sheath.
She began to stroke obscenely back and forth.
Her breath coming in short excited rasps, she watched the red tip poke farther and farther out of its covering.
Within moments it was protruding long and hard and erect from his loins. Kaptan was ready to fuck. Was she?
Quickly, before she could change her mind, she tore off her clothes and knelt naked on the carpet right in front of the dog's nose.
"Come on, boy," she encouraged the big creature. "My pussy's all hot and bothered, Kaptan darling. Won't you do something for me? Please?"
The girl's lust flared like a brush fire as she spoke her lewd encouragement to the dog.
She could feel the moisture seeping from the mouth of her pussy as she dreamed of the hard pressure of dog-cock against her needing cunt.
"Come on, Kaptan boy. Ooooohhh, I need it so bad."
She wiggled her ass lasciviously in the air, urging the animal to respond to her.
He did. His big, rough tongue swept up over her wet cunt and puckered ass-hole.
"Yes, that's the way, Kaptan. Lick my pussy for me. Get me ready for that beautiful red cock of yours."
She looked back over her shoulder to take another look at the animal's swollen prick.
It bobbed lewdly beneath his loins, hard and pointed, ready to fuck.
Overcome by her own need, the girl began to churn her ass more fitfully. She wasn't in the mood for much foreplay.
She wanted to fuck. Right now.
"Why don't you fuck me lover?" she moaned. "Aaaahh, yess, your big tongue feels wonderful. But I want cock. I want your stiff prick up in my cunt!"
Again the dog's tongue stroked the lewdly proffered slit of her pussy.
"Arrrrrggghhh, shit. Uhh, I love it. I need it so bad. Fuck me, Kaptan. Fuck me!"
The dog didn't take the hint.
Again and again his tongue lapped her wet pussy.
The girl moaned and writhed in heated approval. All the while her cunt kept crying out to be filled.
"Ooohh, aaahh, yesssssss ... you have such a lovely tongue, Kaptan. Oh, my cunt's so hot, lover. Fuck me. Fuck me."
Desperate to feel the dog's swollen prick against her aroused pussy, the girl reached back and patted her ass.
"Come oh, up, boy, up," she moaned. "Fuck me, Kaptan, that's a good boy."
This time the dog did as he was asked. He mounted the kneeling female and began to hump his hips furiously forward, looking for a cunt for his stiff prick.
"Ooohhh, aaaahhh, jeez ... God, I love the feel of your cock against my ass, doggie."
Although the animal's cock was only grazing the outside of her pussy, the sensation was driving Wendy wild with desire.
"Shove it up inside me, Kaptan," she grunted. "I want your lovely big cock in my cunt. Uuuhh, oh shit ... yessss."
For just a moment, the animal's cock-tip caught in the flaring hole of her cunt.
But almost as soon as it had caught hold, it slipped out again. The girl quivered with despair.
"Aahhh, shit, try again, baby. I've got to have your cock up inside me. Fuck my cunt, Kaplan."
Again, and then again the dog's prick sawed up along the redhead's pussy-slit. But each time it passed over her cunt-hole.
With each attempt at penetration, Wendy became more and more excited.
She could feel her pussy wet and wide open. All it needed was cock.
At last, unable to stand the teasing any longer, she reached back under her naked torso. She took hold of Kaptan's hard prick and nudged it against her cunt.
At once the animal shoved forward. His turgid cock thrust all the way up into the back of her cunt. Wendy had to brace herself to keep from being thrown forward on her face by the force of his lunge.
Lewdly, she rotated her ass-cheeks back against the perverse penetration. She reveled in every hard caress of the deeply imbedded animal cock filling her hungry pussy.
"Aaaahhh, arrrgghh ... oh, Christ, my cunt feels so damned good. Do it to me, Kaptan! I'm ready for you. I need it, baby. I need it!"
As though he could understand the woman's urgent need, the dog began to hump his tapered prick relentlessly back and forth in her clutching cunt.
Any pain the girl felt at this second animal penetration was translated at once into pleasure.
She wanted it. She wanted everything that was happening to her. She loved feeling her cunt filled with cock.
"Shit, yess, fuck me, Kaptan. Make my little pussy go wild. All, Gaw-w-wd, it's won-n-nderful."
Some remaining shred of the girl's conscience marveled at how far she had come in the last week.
From a girl who would never say "shit" aloud, she had suddenly become a ravening sex fiend who cried out for satisfaction in no uncertain terms.
It was as though a part of her she had never encountered before had suddenly risen up to dominate her life.
All week she had been preoccupied by thoughts of sex.
And now that she had a hard filling cock up in her belly, she was going to make the most of it.
She was going to let herself go-to ride Kaptan's lovely hard cock like a witch on a broomstick.
Her ass-cheeks rammed furiously back to meet the dog's every hard stroke. She squirmed her ass back hard to force his cock as far as it would go inside. Then she waited eagerly for his next lunging thrust.
"Oh, yummy! Kaptan, you're amazing, darling. You do such wild things to my cunt. Aaaggghhh!"
CHAPTER NINE
Carl Moore got all the way to the clubhouse before he realized he had left his favorite putter at home.
It would be an hour yet before he was called up to play, so he decided to make the trip back to get it.
The house seemed eerily deserted when he walked in the kitchen doot.
There was no sign of the young maid Wendy.
Suspicious that the girl might be shirking her duties when there was no one around to supervise her, the big man tiptoed back toward her bedroom.
The first sound that reached his ears turned him to stone.
"That's the way, Kaptan," the girl was wailing. "Fuck my pussy like that for me, lover. Oooooohhhh, it's sooo nice!"
Carl had heard the words, but he didn't believe what they told him. The maid was fucking his wife's dog?
No! Impossible!
Still, he was even more careful now to approach Wendy's room on stealthy feet. There were rugs strewn all along the hall. By stepping from one to the next and avoiding the linoleum, he was able to reach her door without making a sound.
The door had been partially shut, but there was still a good two-inch crack for Carl to look through.
Carefully he brought his head close to the opening and looked inside.
"Mmmmmmpphh! Yess! Fuck me, fuck me, Kaptan!"
The shy young girl from the country was kneeling naked on the carpet, getting soundly fucked by his wife's pet German shepherd.
The big dog's loins humped furiously in and out of the girl's upturned ass-slit. His salt and pepper hair made a lewd contrast with Wendy's alabaster white hips.
"Uuuuhhh, you're doing such amazing things to my cunt, Kaptan. Keep at it, that's a boy. Drive me wild, doggie darling!"
Even with the proof right in front of his eyes, Carl found it difficult to swallow what was going on under his own roof between his maid and his dog.
It was incredible! Nobody fucked dogs, not for real.
That was strictly a sex-show gimmick. He rubbed his hands over his eyes, then looked again.
Nothing had changed.
Wendy's round little ass was still bucking eagerly back to meet the dog's harsh fucking strokes. Her face was still contorted into a smile of pure ecstasy.
Her freckled nose was still wriggling in wanton concentration on the feelings shooting from her wet cunt.
"Mmmmmm, aaaaahhh," she moaned. Her tongue lolled from her mouth. Her eyes were wide and staring. She was obviously riding high somewhere in her private sexual dimension.
Despite his shock, Carl found his gaze riveting on the tapered point of the dog's big cock as it rammed again and again into the girl's cunt.
It was incredibly obscene.
The dog's cock glistened lewdly with the girl's juices. Wendy's red pussy-hair, too, shone with gem-like drops of moisture.
The perversely coupled pair were scarcely more than two feet away from Carl. But so engrossed were they in their individual pleasures that they remained oblivious to his presence.
"Oh yesss, do it to me, Kaptan. Fuck my cunt like that. Aaahhh, shit, it's good!"
The girl's words were made even more obscene by the quick gasps in which they were uttered.
The dog was ramming so hard up against her ass that it made it difficult for her to speak clearly. The harsh collisions between their bodies took the girl's breath away.
"Uuuuuuhhh, mmmmm, oohhh, my pussy feels so wet and hot. You're doing it to me, Kaptan. I can feel that wonderful feeling right in the pit of my stomach.
"Mmmmmm, I want to come. Make me come, Kaptan baby!"
At first Carl toyed with the idea of charging into the room and scolding the girl for her disgusting behavior.
But gradually, the big man found himself being won over by the contagious excitement of the girl's lust.
Jeez, what a hot little bitch, he thought. She's ready for anything. She must really be desperate if she'll even fuck a goddamned dog.
He watched her shapely ass shove back to swallow up the dog's tapered, swollen cock. He listened to the obscene cries and groans she uttered ceaselessly.
And Carl's crotch began to flare with his own erection.
Christ, the kid's really dynamite, he thought eagerly. And to think I never even paid any attention to her before. Look at those beautiful big tits! And that sweet little ass!
All of a sudden, his monotonous, humdrum home life seemed to brighten with all kinds of lewd possibilities.
Jeez, what a golden opportunity! If she's that hot for a good fuck, I should be able to get my own cock in there and not have to worry about her squealing to Vera. If she wants to fuck that badly, she's not going to run the risk of having it cut off.
Satisfied that he had just found himself a ready-made mistress, Carl began to toy with the idea of barging right in and taking her away from the dog.
His prick was beginning to ache. It was hard as a goddamned rock!
But Carl still had a golf date, and he and Wendy would be alone in the house tonight. Vera wasn't due back until Sunday evening.
He could wait. The anticipation would just make his day all the better.
He could look forward to fucking a sexy little eighteen-year-old when he got home.
The big man couldn't bring himself to leave, though, until he had watched the lewd spectacle in the other room just a little longer. .
"Oh, Kaptan, oh, Kaptan, you're making my cunt so excited, baby. Do it to me. Harder! Faster! That's the way, boy!"
The girl's ass was moving more quickly now. She was riding the dog's prick like a cowboy on a bucking bronc.
By the dazed look on her face, it was obvious that she was nearing a crisis.
"Ohhh, shit, do it! More. More! Fuck me, fuck me, Kaptan! Oh jeez, it's beautiful. I'm commming-g-g, you beautiful big doggie you. Aaaahhh!"
Carl stared lecherously at the crazy little grin of satisfaction on the teen-ager's freckled face.
Shit, what a hot little number. I better make sure I don't wear myself out today, he thought. I'm going to need everything I've got to keep her satisfied.
He watched transfixed as the big dog pumped his cum into the girl's receptive cunt. Then, while the two were still writhing in the torment of their climax, he crept off as quietly as he had come.
Even as he drove back toward the country club, Carl was still having difficulty believing that he had actually seen what he had seen.
Only the lingering throb in his cock convinced him of the reality of his discovery.
Wow, wait until I get my hands on that sweet little ass! he thought.
* * *
Wendy lay on the carpet for some time, letting the strength seep back into her body.
It had been another incredible orgasm. Intense. Hot. Beautiful.
That kind of pleasure made it difficult to go back to anything as mundane as cleaning a house. But at last she struggled to her feet and put on her clothes.
"Come on, Kaptan," she said wistfully. "Time we got back to our chores."
Already the insatiable redhead was looking forward to her next erotic session with the big animal.
She patted him on the back as he trotted past her into the hall.
"I guess it's you and me from now on, lover. Hope I don't forget what men feel like," she added as she followed him back to the kitchen.
The worst part of a dog lover was that he didn't hold you and talk to you after it was over.
That made Wendy feel kind of lonely.
She was not looking forward to a whole weekend without company. She could hardly wait till Vera got back from her trip.
CHAPTER TEN
Wendy had dinner all ready by the time Carl Moore got back from his long day at the club.
"Hi, Wendy, how's it going?" Carl greeted the young maid as he entered the kitchen. "Gosh, something sure smells good in here."
"Maybe it's the cherry pie," she said. "It's still baking. But everything else is all ready. Would you like to eat now?"
"Sure, why not? Just let me change my clothes. I like to be comfortable when I'm at home."
Wendy was surprised at how cheerful and friendly Mr. Moore was this evening. Normally, he hardly seemed to notice her at all. He'd just mumble a "good morning" or a "good night" as he walked past her.
She was warmed by this more human side of her boss. It felt good to have someone talk to her. She had been by herself since the morning, and she craved the sound of another human voice.
Kaptan was a good listener and a good lover. But he was no good at small-talk.
Carl came back into the kitchen wrapped in a flashy green, silk Japanese kimono.
"Like this, Wendy?" he asked the girl, fingering the soft lapel. "My wife bought it for me for Christmas, and I've never worn it. I think I'll break it in tonight."
The girl was a little unnerved by his closeness as he held out the lapel for her to touch. His robe reached only to his knees, and his strong legs were bare beneath.
Seeing that much flesh made the girl painfully aware that Mr. Moore was probably naked underneath his kimono.
She hadn't ever thought about it before, but Mr. Moore was a very handsome man. Strong and trim, with just a touch of steel gray in his dark hair.
She felt the slippery material of his robe. It was all she could do to keep her fingers from reaching up to touch his strong neck.
Quickly she pulled back her hand.
She must not let herself have these kinds of feelings about her boss. He was Vera's husband, and she didn't want to do anything to make Vera unhappy with her.
"Dinner's ready," she said in a brisk, business-like voice. "If you want to sit down, I'll bring in the soup."
"Hey, Wendy," Carl said, as though he had just thought of it. "Why don't you eat with me? Mrs. Moore is away, and I hate eating alone. Kills my appetite."
"Gee, I couldn't do that, Mr. Moore..." The girl hesitated. She was intrigued by the invitation, but at the same time she was frightened.
"Why not? Please? Really, you'd be doing me a big favor. I love having someone to talk to when I'm enjoying a good meal. And this one smells like it's going to be outstanding."
"Well ... I guess so, if you're sure..." She felt helpless to resist his enthusiastic smile.
He really is handsome, she thought. Little flutters agitated her belly as she watched him grin at her.
"Terrific." He sounded happy as a kid at a birthday party. "You get the food on the table, and I'll get the wine. We'll have a real feast."
"Would it be okay if I changed my clothes?" the girl asked hesitantly. "I mean, if I'm going to eat with you, I'd rather look ... nicer."
"Sure, go ahead."
Carl grinned tohimself as the girl hurried back toward the bedroom.
Well, I do believe our little Wendy has a crush, he thought smugly. He looked at himself in the dining room mirror as he uncorked the wine.
"You heartbreaker, you," he said to his reflection. He brushed his thick hair carelessly back off his forehead with his hand.
Carl Moore was an experienced womanizer. He had at least one girl in every town he did business in.
His wife knew nothing about it, of course. He didn't want her to get any funny ideas about trying out other men. He knew his own sex drive was too strong to be limited to one woman. But he expected his wife to be faithful, or else.
The big man felt confident Vera wouldn't have the nerve to try to cheat on him. Besides, he gave her enough loving to keep her more than satisfied.
Carl's jaw fell open as his young maid came back into the room.
Now he realized why he had never noticed her before. She had been hiding her charms behind a severe ponytail and a sexless smock.
But now her long, lustrous red hair fell luxuriantly around her pretty, lightly freckled face. She wore a formal dress that was slightly out of date, but which showed up her full outthrust tits to sexy perfection.
"Whew!" he whistled softly. His eyes bulged with lust. Then he remembered his plan to take things easy at first with the teen-ager.
A little soft sell, that's what she'd go for, he thought.
He straightened up and shifted his look of lust down to one of cool admiration.
"You look very pretty, Wendy," he said. "You should dress up more often."
The girl felt embarrassed. She didn't know why exactly, but it was important to her that she dress up for dinner.
She guessed it was because she wanted Mr. Moore to notice her. That was wrong, she knew. He was a married man. Her best friend's husband. But there was nothing wrong with a little harmless flirtations, surely.
They were only going to have dinner together, after all.
The mealtime conversation was strained at first, but gradually Wendy and her employer relaxed and began to talk easily to one another.
The generous glass-fulls of wine that Carl kept brimmingfull helped a lot.
"Mmmmm, this wine is yummy," the girl enthused. "I've never had anything like it before."
"I thought you might like it. It's something special I only drink once in a while. It's made in Germany."
"Mmmmmm, it's so good, I just can't stop drinking it." She giggled. "I think it's making me kind of tipsy, too."
Great, Carl thought eagerly. Just what I had in mind, baby.
They laughed and talked their way through the main course and then lingered over another glass of wine.
Carl wiped his mouth with his napkin and smiled.
"Now, how about some of that cherry pie you were talking about?"
The girl brought the pie and set it near him on the table. She eased out a slice and set it on a plate. She placed it proudly before him.
"There, looks good, doesn't it?" she said, looking down at him for approval. Carl slipped an arm around the teen-ager's waist and pulled her close to him.
"It looks fantastic," he said. As he lifted a piece of the sweet dessert to his mouth, his hand caressed the full moons of the girl's ass through her dress.
Wendy was dumbfounded. In her tipsy daze, she found it difficult to decide whether Mr. Moore was just touching her to be friendly. Or whether he had something else in mind.
She didn't want to be snooty. But she didn't want to do anything wrong either.
What the older man did next made his intentions very plain.
He pulled her head down toward him and began to kiss her full on the mouth. Without thinking, Wendy found herself returning his kiss. His mouth tasted of cherry pie, and the way his tongue stabbed at hers felt very pleasant. For a long, passionate moment, she didn't even think of resisting.
Then his hand pulled hers down into the front of his kimono. Her fingertips brushed something smooth and hard and long.
His cock! He was trying to make her touch his cock!
Wendy tried to pull away, but she didn't get far. Mr. Moore's arm held her fast.
She pulled her head back far enough that she was looking him straight in the eyes.
"Mr. Moore, I can't do this, please ... Your wife..."
Her green eyes were wide with fright.
What frightened her most was that her first impulse had been to grab Mr. Moore's cock and start playing with it.
But that would be wrong! Even in her present drunken state, she couldn't forget that.
Vera was married to this man. While she might be willing to share her dog, Wendy doubted her generosity would extend to her husband.
"Why don't you let me worry about my wife," he told her in a voice that was even and unemotional. "You don't have to worry about anything except what makes you feel good."
"But-I-"
Wendy saw something in his eyes that made her uneasy.
As though he knew something he wasn't supposed to know.
"What makes you think I'd make love to you, Mr. Moore?" she asked suddenly. Though she was trying very hard to be serious, her words were slurred.
"Well, now that you ask, Wendy," he said, "I thought if you were willing to fuck the dog, you might not be opposed to a little fun and games with me. I mean, I suppose I'm as good-looking as Kaptan, aren't I? Or do you prefer the strong, silent type?"
Wendy felt tears spring to her eyes.
"I'm not a bad girl, really I'm not," she sobbed drunkenly. "I was just so horny, and my boy friend is so far away. I didn't want you to find out. I...."
"There, there, Wendy, don't cry." Carl began to lick the tears from the girl's cheeks.
At the same time, he began to stroke one tit through her dress.
The motion was a slow, soothing one, but it excited tingling sensations down between the girl's logs.
"Mr. Moore, please, don't ... I don't know." Feebly she tried to push the man's hand away.
But a part of her was crying out for more of the taunting sensation. She loved having her tits stroked.
"Don't worry about a thing, Wendy. Anything that happens tonight is strictly between us. And I've got nothing against you just because you like to fuck dogs. In fact, it turned me on watching you this morning."
"How long did you watch?" she asked. Her words gushed out between sobs.
"I watched until the both of you came. Man, I couldn't take my eyes off that big red cock ramming in and out of that sweet little pussy of yours. Shit, it was the biggest turn-on of my life. I wanted to fuck you right then and there, but I thought it'd be more fun to wait until tonight. Now we've got the whole night ahead of us."
"But we shouldn't ... I mean ... ooooohhh."
Carl had reached inside his kimono and pulled out the swollen shaft of his prick.
It stood up hard and erect, swaying slightly under the girl's hypnotized gaze.
He watched her looking at his cock, and he grinned.
"You like that, don't you, baby? When it comes right down to it, what you're interested in is cock."
The girl scarcely seemed to hear him. Instead, her trembling fingers reached out and closed around his thick prick.
"Ohhh, it's a lovely cock," she said. "It's so big and thick and ... oh, but...."
Her conscience made one last bid to avert the inevitable.
Then Carl forced her gently down onto her knees, so she was face to face with his stiff prick. "Shit, it's so hard, it hurts," he grunted excitedly, looking down at the girl. "Can't you do something to make it feel better, baby?"
Wendy's freckled nose hovered less than an inch away from his swollen cock-head for several moments.
Then, suddenly, all inhibitions abandoned, she closed her lips over the mushroom-like head and began to suck.
Cock! She hadn't felt a nice hard cock in her mouth for a whole month.
This one was a lot bigger than Randy's and she had to open her lips wide to get all of it inside.
Mr. Moore was shoving his hips upward, so she had to take all his hard cock into her mouth. The tip grazed lewdly against the back of her throat. For a moment she thought she would gag.
But she made the necessary adjustments. Soon her head was bobbing lewdly up and down Carl's prick as though that had been what she had in mind all along.
"Jee-zuz Christ, girl. What a beautiful little mouth you've got. Shit, feels like honey on my prick."
The big man threw back his head in ecstasy. He concentrated entirely on the liquid excitement enclosing his pulsing prick. The girl's mouth moved slowly and rhythmically up and down over his lewdly distended prick.
He opened his eyes and looked at the scarcely touched pie on the table. He smiled and groaned and closed his eyes again.
"That's it, baby," he encouraged the girl. "Keep on sucking. Shit, give me a blow-job like I'll never forget!"
Wendy was no longer aware of the hows or whys of the improbable situation she was in. All she knew was that she was kneeling under the dining room table with her boss's cock in her mouth.
She loved the feeling of that smooth, hard prick between her lips. She had always loved sucking Randy's prick, and she'd missed doing that after she left the farm.
Almost as much as she had missed fucking.
At the moment she was in no hurry to fuck. She wanted to make this lovely cock in her mouth feel good.
The fact that it belonged to a big, handsome strong man turned her on even more.
"Mmmmmm, your cock tastes so good," she murmured. "I love having it in my mouth."
"Well, it sure loves being there, baby. Aaahh, shit, that's the stuff. Keep it up, girl! Fuck, suck it doll, suck it!"
Obediently the girl worked her head up and down over his upright shaft. She stabbed her tongue into the little glans in the end. Looking for a stray drop of salty jizz.
Then she swirled her tongue around and around the whole swollen tip.
"Shit, do it to me, baby! Feels great! You know something? You're as good at cock-sucking as you are at cooking. And that's going some. Aaagghhhh!"
Once again Wendy had taken his whole cock-shaft in her mouth and was sucking it eagerly. Her red hair cascaded around her face as her head bobbed obscenely up and down.
"That's a hell of a mouth you got, kid. Aaahhhh! Jee-zuz, man, you are something else!"
The excitement pulsing from his achingly hard cock was even more than Carl Moore had anticipated. From what he had seen this morning-Wendy fucking the dog Kaptan-he had expected the girl to be hot. But she was even hotter than he had anticipated.
Despite her earlier protests and her fear of being found out by his wife, Wendy was now sucking his prick with the eagerness of a starving child.
Her moral reservations seemed to have evaporated completely.
She was a total cock-sucking machine.
And his cock was grooving on it. He felt great.
Her mouth was the softest, wettest thing he'd ever sunk his prick into.
He looked down at her soft tits where they were pushed up together by her dress. And suddenly he wanted to see more of her.
While she continued to suck on his cock, he eased her out of the top of her dress so the material lay bunched around her waist.
Then he unfastened her bra and helped her ease it off.
She made no resistance. It seemed once she gave in to the call of lust, her surrender was complete. She seemed to have no further inclination to hold back.
Her full, ripe tits bobbed freely in the air now, moving in rhythmic harmony with the bobbing of her head.
"Mmmmmm, what a yummy cock you have, baby," she mumbled as her lips nibbled at his swollen thickness.
"Feels mighty good from this end too, let me tell you." He closed his eyes and humped his hips up toward her mouth, sawing his cock lewdly in and out of her ovaled lips.
"Aaaaaahh, oooohhh," she groaned as she tried to keep up with the heightened speed of his thrusts.
She looked up at him through drink-hazed eyes and smiled. As they focused on one another, her tongue ran around and around the tip of his prick.
"Am I doing a good job, Mr. Moore?" she asked impishly before she again took the cockshaft into her mouth.
"Sensational, doll. Four-star. Ahhh, shit. Chee-rist, what a head-job! Man, I don't know how much more of this torture I can take, baby."
From time to time he reached down and tweaked her nipples into swollen hardness. Each time he caressed the firm roundness of her tits and watched her ass swaying lewdly in the air up behind her, he felt a renewed surge of pained excitement.
He rammed his cock hard in and out of her mouth. He wanted to feel it graze the back of her throat. He wanted to fill her up.
Carl was amazed that someone as young as his maid could be such a natural talent at cock-sucking. She could take all his engorged cock inside her mouth, while older and more experienced women often started gagging.
"You're incredible, kid," he complimented her. "Jeez, I'm a lucky bastard to have a new and undiscovered talent like you living under my roof. We'll be having good times together a lot, baby, now that we've found each other."
He smiled lustfully and shoved his cock as far as it would go into her face. He held it there for a moment, while her eyes grew wide with the effort of taking all his length.
Then, again, he started a smooth rhythmic sawing motion, in and out.
The pretty teen-ager was totally carried away by the thrilling sensation of having a slick hard cock fucking her willingly opened mouth.
The sensuality she had developed lately with Vera and with Kaptan had made her more receptive than she might have been before.
But now she knew what she wanted and she knew what she liked.
Mr. Moore was right. All she was interested in at the moment was cock!
It made her feel wanton and excited to have her tits bared while the rest of her body was still concealed by her former gown. She liked the feel of her breasts swaying and bobbing beneath her torso as she worked her head over his prick.
Her ass swayed lewdly with her titillation. The crotch of her panties was wet.
The more she sucked, the hotter and wetter she got. She was ready for anything.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Mmmmmm, sooo good," Wendy mumbled as her lips nibbled at the rigid cock sawing in and out of her mouth. "My little belly feels so hot," she told Mr. Moore, her wide, green eyes appealing to him while her tongue jabbed at his cock-head.
"You all ready to fuck, are you, baby?"
Carl was quick to pick up the intent of the girl's words.
His cock throbbed inside her wet, warm mouth as he recalled the lewd scene in her bedroom this morning. He knew just what he wanted to see right now, too.
"You just keep on sucking, doll," he told the girl. His face wore a broad leer. "I'll make sure you get everything your little heart desires."
"Here, Kaptan," he suddenly called out in a loud, firm voice.
At once the girl could hear the animal approaching, apparently knocking an odd piece of furniture aside in his haste to answer his master's summons.
She could feel her pussy-lips flare at the prospect of feeling the dog's cock between her cunt-walls where it had been this morning.
But she was confused. Surely Mr. Moore was going to fuck her now? She had got his prick all wet and lubricated for that very purpose.
She could feel the man pulling her dress up around her waist. Soon the material was bunched up there, with her panty-covered ass bared to the room.
"Take off those goddamned panties," she heard her boss snarl impatiently. He obviously had no desire to give up her mouth on his cock and masturbate himself.
Trembling with excitement and a trace of fear, Wendy reached back and gripped the waistband of her panties.
By concentrating hard, she was able to continue sucking the older man's prick while her hands worked to remove her panties.
It excited her incredibly to be ordered to bare her ass to the man and the dog like this. She couldn't see Kaptan, but she knew by his panting that he was there somewhere behind her.
"Jee-zuz, what a fucking beautiful ass you got, kid!" Carl exclaimed as he watched her performance.
Slowly, the white panties slipped down the curve of her buttocks, exposing the provocative slit between them. He watched her ass-cheeks work as she wriggled her panties down her thighs and then over her calves and feet.
He was vaguely aware of the girl's throwing the flimsy garment aside when her task was done. All his attention, though, was centered on that round, firm white ass bared so lewdly beneath her bunched-up dress. He took a quick glance at the dog, waiting patiently nearby for his master's next command.
"Hey, Kaptan, boy, want to get a closer sniff at that gorgeous little butt? Go ahead, boy, it's okay."
As he spoke, Carl pulled his chair back from the dining room table a little. He didn't want the dog to be buried somewhere underneath the table while he was nosing Wendy's twat. He wanted to see everything that went on.
He held on to the girl's red hair while he moved back, so she was forced to follow him on hands and knees. In fact, her mouth never let up its wet work over his erect prick.
Encouraged by his master's tone, and by that white ass so clearly displayed to him, the dog moved in.
Timidly, he stretched out his neck and sniffed up between her ass-cheeks.
"Aaaaaahhh," Wendy moaned around the cock in her mouth. "Oh shit, feels sooo nice!"
The girl wriggled her ass in lewd encouragement to the big dog.
Once the animal was reassured that he wasn't going to get in trouble for what he was doing, he moved in closer.
Familiar now with that pink pussy-slit in front of him, he extended his tongue and made a wet swath all the way from her clit to her ass-hole.
"Jee-zuz Christ, that's the way, boy!" Carl panted excitedly. He couldn't see the girl's pussy, but he could tell by her moans that Kaptan's tongue was doing all the right things.
"Oh, Mr. Moore," she groaned. "Kaptan's tongue feels so. nice on my pussy. It's just won-n-n-derful! Ooooohhh!"
Her increased excitement forced her to pull more eagerly on Carl's cock-head with her mouth. The more intense the lust-tendrils darting from her cunt became, the more abandoned were her sucking motions on the big man's prick.
"Aaaaahh, shit, girl, that'sthe way. Suck my prick, baby! Oohh, does that big dog do good things to your cunt, honey?"
Carl was reveling in the dual excitement of matching the girl respond to the dog's tongue on her cunt and feeling her mouth on his cock. He could feel the shaft getting even bigger and harder as he became more and more aroused.
"Gawd, you're a hot little bitch for a kid fresh off the farm. Watching those animals fucking their brains out really gave you some ideas, eh doll? Aaaaaaahhh, Christ! Keep it up, doll, that's the stuff!"
"Ohhhhh, Mr. Moore, my cunt feels so hot and tingly inside. Mmmmmm, it's good. It's really good. And I love to have your nice big prick in my mouth."
The drunken teen-ager was thoroughly engrossed now in her lewd double ravishment.
Sucking her boss's prick while his wife's dog licked her pussy seemed an incredibly obscene situation for a country girl like herself.
And because of that, her juices flowed wetly from her flaring cunt. She was being thoroughly depraved and she loved it.
She loved the crazy tingly sensations that were shooting from her pussy and attacking her whole lust-attuned body.
The young redhead just plain loved fucking. She didn't want it to stop ... ever.
While the dog's tongue assaulted her cunt again and again in a long, wet swipes, she sucked eagerly at the older man's cock. Her ass-cheeks swayed invitingly in the air, giving the dog easy access to her roiling pussy-slit.
"Mmmmm, mmmm yummy," she mewled as her head bobbed over Carl's prick. "Oh, I love it, I love it so much. My pussy's red hot, Mr. Moore. Shit, it's driving me nuts!"
She noticed the slur in her words as she spoke. The realization that she was drunk as well as depraved titillated her too. She felt totally wanton. Totally excited. Totally open to whatever might happen.
"Cripes, what a hot cunt you are, Wendy baby," Carl grunted. He drove his prick harshly far into the back of her throat. It felt hard as a rock as it grazed the soft tissues of her mouth.
"Shit, kid, you really turn me on. I want to see you hump that dog while you suck my prick. Come on, how's about it?"
Wendy felt a new surge of lust in the pit of her belly at Carl's words.
He wanted to watch her fuck the dog while she sucked him off. The idea was intensely titillating.
Totally perverse.
But, God, yes, that was what she wanted. Her pussy was on fire. She wanted something long and thick and hard up inside to fill her up.
"Ohh, Kaptan baby. You're making my pussy feel so nice, honey-pie. Fuck my cunt for me now, okay? Come on, boy. Up, boy, up."
As though he had just been waiting for that very command, the animal pulled back from the girl's pussy-slit. He rose up on his rear legs and embraced her ass with his forelegs.
Carl caught a glimpse of the heavy, red prick just before the animal mounted Wendy. He caught his breath as he excitedly contemplated the idea of that big rod fucking his maid while she lapped at his achingly rigid cock.
"Jee-zuz Christ, girl!" he exclaimed. "You should see the size of that prick Kaptan's going to shove up into your pussy. Shit, it's hard to believe a young kid like you could take all that."
Carl's eyes were big as saucers as he watched the girl's ass swaying back in lewd efforts to trap the dog's big cock between her cunt-lips.
"I can take it, Mr. Moore," the girl moaned around his cock. "I love feeling Kaptan's nice prick up inside my pussy. Feels so good. Mmmmm, man, I just got to get him inside me. That's always the trickiest part.
"Sometimes he has trouble finding my pussy-hole ... aaaahhhh, God! Oh, Mr. Moore, Mr. Moore, he found it. Ahhh, God, it feels so damned good. Shit, I love it. I love it."
"Christ you're a hot little cunt, baby. Man, look at that sweet ass of yours move! Goddamn! That's the way, kid. Just hump that little pussy of yours back and forth on that nice big red dog-cock." He gripped her head firmly against his cock.
"And keep sucking, doll. That's the stuff. Don't forget about my prick too. Give me some of that nice honey-mouth."
Carl watched excitedly as the dog established a quick fucking motion in the girl's ready pussy. The animal's eyes looked dazedly into Carl's as he rammed his weighty cudgel furiously into the girl's cunt.
Carl felt a perverse brotherhood with the dog as they both enjoyed the favors of two of the redhead's wet orifices.
"Gawd, that's a sweet little mouth you got, baby. And by the look on old Kaptan's face, I can tell it's sweet pussy, too. Shit, this dog really looks like he's enjoying himself!"
"Mmmmmm, ooooohhhh. Oh wowwww, it's so won-n-n-n-derful!" Wendy moaned.
In her mind's eye was an image of herself dealing liquid pleasure to a man's cock With her mouth while a dog steadily reamed her pussy. The lewd image excited her intensely.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck meeee," she wailed eagerly. Her head bobbed furiously over her boss's prick. Her ass rammed back toward the big dog's loins.
All restraints were gone now. The woman was pure animal. Interested in nothing but her own pleasure and that of her two lovers, animal and human.
"Oh, Mr. Moore, Kaptan's cock feels so long and hard in my pussy. It's wild! Ooooohhhh, I feel so good. like I'm just one big pussy. Mmmmmm!"
Carl stared down at the girl's naked ass and the lewd contrast of the dog's paws against her white skin. The careless way her dress was bunched around her waist excited him too.
He could feel his cock swelling inside the girl's wet mouth. For a moment he felt like he was going to blow. But he wanted to hold on a little longer. And he did.
"Jee-zuz girl, suck it. Oh fuck, what a sweet little mouth. Christ, you really know how to take that dog-cock, don't you? I'd have thought you'd be plum worn out by now."
For long minutes Carl shoved his prick in and out of the teen-ager's lewdly ovaled mouth while she thrust her ass back to swallow the dog's giant cock.
The atmosphere in the room became electric as the trio climbed to higher and higher planes of erotic intensity.
"Oh, God, fuck my pussy, Kaptan!" the girl wailed to the dog. "I love your prick, Mr. Moore. It's so thick and filling. Mmmmmm."
Carl could tell that she was practically out of her mind with excitement. Her whole body vibrated with her lust. Her ass moved like it was being ridden by the devil.
And maybe it is, Carl thought sardonically.
"Shit, baby, move that sweet ass of yours! Gawd, I love watching it go! It's incredible! You're a natural-born whore, you know that, baby?"
"Mmmmmm, I love it! I love it! Do it to me, do it to me, lovers!"
As the pleasure pangs coursing through her whole near-naked body became more and more intense, Wendy's fucking and sucking motions grew more abandoned.
Carl had to clench his fists to hold back against the incredible liquid titillation she was dealing his steel-like prick. Her red head worked frantically over his loins.
The big man looked into the dog's face and saw a look of desperate erotic excitement there too. He realized with a pang of arousal that the animal was on the verge of climax.
That dog was going to shoot his load of cum far up into the redhead's receptive cunt.
"Oh, God, Mr. Moore. He's coming in me. Kaptan's shooting his lovely jizz into my belly. Oh, God, oh, God, shit, fuck ... aaaahhhh, me too! I'm coming, too, Mr. Moore. Aaaaiiieeee! Oh man, oh man, oh man!"
At last Carl felt free to let go, and he shoved his prick into the girl's mouth. He closed his eyes to better imagine wave after wave of cum spurting from his cock-shaft far up into her throat.
"Shit, baby, here it comes. All for you. Swallow it all, doll! Fill that greedy little belly! Gawd, suck, bitch, suck!"
As the last brutal assault of his climax struck, he grabbed her head and held it hard against his pelvis. He rammed his cock brutally into her throat again and again.
Until her belly had taken it all. Until she was filled to the brim.
Then he let go of her and collapsed back against the chair.
He felt her nibbling at his cock-head a little longer. She was obviously eager to make sure she'd gotten every little drop of cum he had. She mewled softly as she worked.
The sounds were those of a woman satisfied.
"Mmmmmm, yummy. My pussy feels so nice, Mr. Moore. Good, it's good to fuck. I like it so much!"
Carl opened his eyes at last and saw that the dog was stretched out on a rug on the other side of the room.
Wendy's head was resting on his lap. Streams of red hair contrasted pleasingly with the green of his disarrayed kimono.
"I'm glad you like to fuck, baby," he mumbled. " 'Cause it's only ten o'clock. We got a whole night ahead of us."
Once they had their strength back, Carl led the girl back to the master bedroom. There he removed what was left of her clothes and fucked her.
He fucked her and licked her cunt and got to know all her body.
The last thing he saw before he fell asleep was the first rays of sunlight creeping around the window shades.
CHAPTER TWELVE
As the weeks went by, Wendy's status in the Moore household changed. Though Vera and Carl never spoke to one another of the sexual relationship each had established with the girl, both became more informal with her in front of their mate.
Wendy took for granted the rather strange situation of being lover to both husband and wife while neither knew of her closeness to the other. She felt as though she had found a new family.
A family that could take care of all her needs-physical, emotional and sexual.
The three of them became very friendly. On Wendy's days off, they often went on outings together. To the movies, to the zoo, or on picnics in the country.
Neither Vera nor Carl seemed to suspect the other's closeness to their young maid. Each was only too delighted that the other seemed to like her so much.
They were far too grateful for this extra time with the girl to question their good fortune.
The quiet routine of the household was interrupted when Carl's young nephew came to visit.
Shane was the son of Carl's older brother Chad. He was a college student, rather shy and introverted.
His parents had urged him to spend a week with his aunt and uncle in the city. They hoped it might snap him out of his bookishness a little.
They confided to Carl and Vera that they worried about the boy because he didn't seem to notice women at all. Although he was a very handsome youth, he never seemed to go out on dates.
His parents evidently hoped that Carl and Vera, with their big city sophistication, might be able to bring Shane out of his shell a little.
During the first couple of days of Shane's visit, his aunt and uncle made little progress with him. He remained aloof, and despite their efforts to entertain him, he seemed to prefer to go to bed early and read.
Carl and Vera felt discouraged. It was by choice that they had never had children of their own. They were not interested in wasting a lot of time and energy trying to communicate with a boy who did not want to be communicated with.
They tried to arrange for Shane to take Wendy out. But the boy, who was just a year older than Wendy, expressed no interest.
Carl and Vera were totally unprepared, therefore, for what happened Tuesday night.
The couple had gone out to a movie. Shane had stayed home with a book on astrophysics. Wendy was up to her elbows in bread dough when they left.
The movie had turned out to be very dull. Carl and Vera were tired, so instead of sitting it out, they walked out in the middle and headed home.
The house was quiet when they returned. Lights blazed in all the rooms, but there was no sign of the teen-agers.
Carl was reminded of Saturday when he had come home and found Wendy fucking the dog.
He and his wife retraced his route of that morning, down the hallway toward Wendy's bedroom.
As they got closer, Carl's worst fears were confirmed.
"Oh, do it to me, Shane. That's beautiful," Wendy's high, clear voice sang out. "Oh wow, my cunt's sizzling. Uuuhhh!"
"Maybe you better wait in the living room," he whispered to his wife.
"Not in your life, baby," Vera replied. "I think I can take anything you can, big daddy," she added sarcastically.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me! I don't know how much more of this I can take!"
The young girl's voice was thick with passion this time.
Husband and wife paused outside the door to their maid's room. It was open only a crack, not wide enough to look through. Vera tried looking through the keyhole, but it was blocked on the other side by the key.
"Come on," Carl told his wife.
They went out into the patio and circled round until they were standing outside the sliding glass doors that led into Wendy's room. The drapes inside were pulled shut, but there was still a crack between them about four inches wide.
Carl and Vera knelt to make themselves less conspicuous.
They need not have bothered. The young couple was far too involved in fucking to notice anything outside themselves.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck meeee! Oh, it's so good, Shane! Gee, I'm glad you finally noticed me. I thought you weren't even interested."
"Who could help noticing a dish like you, Wendy? A man'd have to be blind not to see those big tits of yours. I just didn't want to end up playing games the way my aunt and uncle wanted. They were trying to get me to take you out on dates and all that shit.
"I got too many things to do to bother with that crap. I just like to get right down to the fucking and skip the shit in between.
"How about you? You like that, baby?"
He was kneeling up behind the young redhead, fucking her from behind on the carpeted floor. Both were naked. Their bodies glistened with sweat in the light from the candles burning on Wendy's vanity chest.
"Oh God, yessss. I love it," the girl groaned, shoving her bare ass against his rigid cock. "Fuck me some more, Shane darling. Uuuuugghh, soo good-d-d!"
Both Carl and Vera were dumbstruck.
"Well, I guess we can tell his parents they don't have to worry about him," he whispered. "He's normal."
"He's more than normal. He's a leech," Vera whispered excitedly. "He's too bloody cheap to take a girl out on a date, I bet. That's his problem."
"At the moment, he looks like he doesn't have a problem in the world," her husband replied.
"Neither of them does," Vera agreed.
They were somewhat embarrassed. As neither knew of the other's relationship with Wendy, each wondered if they ought to appear shocked by the girl's obvious sexuality. Neither was sure what reaction would appear normal for someone totally unaware of the maid's strong sex drive.
They both quickly realized though that the other was excited by what was happening on the other side of the partly open glass door.
So they forgot about acting shocked and concentrated on the excitement. They continued to kneel on the patio's outdoor carpeting and watch the youth's cock sliding in and out of the redhead's cunt.
"God, you've got a wet little pussy, baby," Shane grunted. "Shit, my cock's never been in anything this sweet. Not ever."
"Mmmmmm, it's because your cock's so nice and big and hard, Shane. It makes me so excited, my cunt just gets wetter and wetter."
"I love the way you shove your ass back at me, baby. It really turns me on. Aaaaaagghhh, Christ, that cunt of yours really has a grip!"
She shoved her ass back harder. The round swells of her ass rocked hungrily against his pelvis. She obviously wanted all of his stiff prick she could get.
Her pussy was swallowing him whole.
The boy was well-hung. His cock, long and thick, pulled far out of her cunt, only to disappear all the way up inside her hungry pussy.
"Mmmmm, your cock feels so good to grip onto, baby," she mewled wantonly. "I love feeling it all the way up inside my pussy."
Carl felt a surge of jealousy as he watched the girl responding so enthusiastically to. the boy's swollen prick.
Of course, she got just as excited when he fucked her. But he'd flattered himself that maybe his cock was something special to her.
It was obvious now that what was special to Wendy was cock. Just plain cock. Hard and swollen and well manipulated. That was all it took to take her to the peak of excitement.
"Jeez, she's a hot little bitch," Carl whispered, mostly to himself. He felt his prick pulsing ominously inside his trousers.
"She really is enjoying herself," Vera agreed. "The boy is doing one hell of a good job on her, that's for sure."
He couldn't be sure, but Carl thought he detected a note of envy in his wife's voice.
Absently he reached round and began to stroke his wife's ass through her dress.
"Getting jealous, baby?" he asked, his voice thick with excitement.
Vera looked at her husband.
"I've got to admit-it's a real turn-on watching someone else getting screwed," she breathed. Her big blue eyes were hazy with lust.
"I know what you mean, baby. I got a hard-on inside my pants like you wouldn't believe."
Vera's eyes lit up.
"Would you like it up inside you, Vera baby?" he whispered suggestively.
"Oh yessss," she groaned. She was obviously thrilled by the very lewdness of the suggestion.
Her eyes were fixed once again on the teen-agers in the bedroom. Shane's hands were gripping Wendy's hips now. He was pulling her back hard against him. His cock soared far up into her each time.
"Uhh, God, Shane honey, you're driving me wild!" Wendy groaned. "Your cock feels like a battering ram in my cunt!"
"I can tell your pussy's digging it, baby," the boy replied. "It's clutching at my prick like it hasn't been fed for a month."
That little bitch, Carl thought fiercely. So she thinks the kid's better than I am, does she?
He was kneeling behind his wife now. His hands worked her skirt up over her ass.
His anger at the teen-ager spilled over and he pulled fiercely at his wife's flimsy panties, tearing them off her and throwing them into the bushes.
Vera didn't understand her husband's ferocity. If she had, it might not have excited her the way it did.
She felt her cunt tingling with anticipation as the cool night air brushed over it. She loved the feeling of having her ass naked while she watched people fucking through a window.
It was the fulfillment of a lewd fantasy.
"Oh God, Carl, I'm so excited," she whispered back over her shoulder. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me."
The big man pulled his cock from the fly of his trousers. He brushed the head of his rigid prick over his wife's pussy, feeling her lips flare at his touch.
"Shit, my cunt aches for you, honey," he heard Vera whisper.
Overcome with excitement, he shoved hard at the yielding entrance to her cunt. He felt his prick soar far up into her wet, clutching pussy until its whole length and girth was shrouded in cunt.
"Mmmmmmm. Aaaaggghhh!" The lustiness of his wife's fervent moans increased as he began to saw his cock in and out of her greedy pussy.
Without intending to do so, he found himself matching the rhythm of his strokes to that of his nephew in the adjoining room.
Each time Shane's cock pumped up into Wendy's pussy, Carl shoved his prick far into his wife's cunt. He pulled out at the moment that Shane's cock began to emerge from Wendy's wet, willing pussy.
"Oh, God, Shane, what are you doing to me?" Wendy moaned on the other side of the glass separating the two lewdly coupled pairs. "It feels like your cock just keeps getting bigger and bigger, baby. My cunt's so full, darling!"
"Uuuuuuuhh, Jee-zuz," the boy grunted. "Feels terrific, Wendy. Shit, my prick is burning, baby! You feel so damned good!"
Spurred on by the passion of the younger couple's remarks, Carl began to pump his cock more energetically in and out of his wife's lewdly proffered cunt.
He had to admit to himself it was a real turn-on to be fucking his half-naked wife silly while they watched their maid and their nephew doing it in the next room.
It was even more titillating than the time he had watched Wendy fucking the dog in her room.
Because this time he could fuck the living daylights out of his wife while they watched the lewd goings-on.
Vindictively, he wondered what Wendy would do if she knew they were being watched.
Probably scare the shit out of her, he thought with satisfaction. Then he reconsidered. Well, it might at least slow her down for a couple of minutes.
Realizing what a true nympho the girl was made Carl desire her even more. While he shoved his prick again and again into his wife's cunt, he imagined it belonged to Wendy.
"Take that, you little bitch," he mumbled. "Goddamn you, I'm going to fuck you till you can't bloody well walk."
"Oh God, do it to me, Carl," he heard his wife reply. "Fuck me. Fuck me!"
Again he speeded up the tempo of his long, even fucking strokes until his groin made a definite flat smacking noise every time he rammed his cock up into Vera's cunt.
"How does that feel, baby?" he asked harshly. "That enough of a fuck for you?"
"Oh, yes, Carl. It's wonderful, baby! Your cock feels so fucking good, I can hardly stand it. Ooooooohhh, shit, baby, do it to meeeeee!"
His wife was obviously having trouble keeping her voice down to a whisper. The last few syllables were distinctly audible, and Carl looked anxiously into the bedroom.
The teen-agers seemed to have noticed nothing.
Shane was still stroking his prick evenly up into Wendy's cunt. He'd maneuvered one hand around under her belly and was playing with her clit while he screwed her.
"Oh, Shane, darling. Ooohhhhhh, you make my clit feel so good, baby! Keep doing it like that. Uuuuggghhhh, Christ, my belly feels like it's going to explode, Shane! You're so good, God, you're good!"
"Do that to me, Carl honey," Vera whispered urgently back over her shoulder. "Play with my clit too, baby, the way Shane's doing. Aaaarrrggghh, oh, not so hard. Oh, God, do it to me."
Carl's hand on his wife's pussy-slit was not gentle. He did not enjoy being given tips, even though unconscious, by a nineteen-year-old boy. He began to feel that perhaps his wife, too, would rather be fucking the kid.
I'll show her who the fuck's a good screw around here, he told himself fiercely.
He clasped a hand firmly on each side of his wife's hips and began to pull her hard back against him.
He raised her ass a little higher so he was getting maximum penetration. Then he threw all the force he had into fucking his pretty young blonde wife.
"Oh, ooohhh, oooooohhh, God, Carl! That's good, that's so good. God, you're driving me crazy, bab-y-y. Ahhh, shit, do it, do it, do it to meee!"
"You like that, baby?" he asked. His voice grated through clenched teeth. "You getting enough cock into that hungry little twat of yours?"
"Oh, yessss, oh, God, yessssss! Your cock feels wonderful, baby!"
The big man drove himself fiercely on as he watched the teen-aged couple toiling passionately on the other side of the door.
"Uuuuhhhh, aaaagggghhhh! Oh Shane baby, that's it. That's the way, baby. Jeez, I don't know how long I can keep this up."
The girl's hair was flailing wildly around her head. Her ass was driving fitfully back against the boy's ramrod cock.
She looked like a demented creature. It was obvious to the watching couple that she was on the very brink of an earth-shattering release.
"God, you're hot, baby. Your cunt's so goddamned excited inside, it feels like it's on fire! Shit, aaaahhh, I love feeling your cunt muscles closing around my prick."
The boy had lost his earlier superior, slightly detached air. He was now definitely involved in what was happening. His eyes were half-closed. His face was contorted with lustful agony.
"Shit, what sweet pussy. Thank God my folks talked me into visiting Uncle Carl for a while. Christ, I'll be forever grateful for the chance at this hot little cunt of yours."
"Uhhh, oh, God, Shane. Fuck me, fuck me harder!"
Wendy was bracing herself on her arms, shoving her ass back on his cock with heedless frenzy. Her mouth hung open. Her tongue darted wetly over her glistening lips.
"Oh, God, Shane, my belly's so wet and excited. I can feel it building inside me, baby. Keep it up. Oh God, I need it so baddd!"
Vera realized the force of the climax that was lurking inside her young lover's belly. Many times she'd seen the girl respond like this to Kaptan's cock or her mouth.
Aware of how close Wendy was to orgasm, Vera began to hump back furiously on Carl's cock.
She wanted to climax at the same time as her young woman lover, even though Wendy knew nothing of her presence.
The idea of telling the girl later about how she watched and how she came with her, turned the older woman on.
"Fuck me, Carl. Fuck me! Make me come, baby," she moaned back at her husband.
Amazed at his own strength, Carl stepped up his fucking tempo. He could feel his cock pulsing on the verge of release, yet he fought to hold back.
He wanted to give his wife the orgasm she longed for, first, then he'd let go.
Wendy-the star of the perverse foursome-was the first to go.
"Oh ... oh, God, yess, keep doing it like ... oh, Shane baby, I'm commmmmming-g-g!"
The young redhead writhed her ass furiously back at the boy's loins. She slapped her ass harshly against him, driving the demons of lust from her belly.
"Oh God it's good, it's soooo good, Shane! Oh, shit, I want you to come with me, baby."
"I'm doing it, Wendy. I'm right after you. Christ, woman, who could hold out on you when you move your ass like that? Shit, I'm shooting it into you. Feel it, baby? Feel it?"
"Yesssss, oh yesss, I love it. I love feeling your come up inside my pussy. It's beee-autiful."
Vera was thrown over the brink by the titillating spectacle.
Writhing ecstatically back against her husband's swollen cock, she felt her orgasm coming.
Wave after wave of heady excitement rushed through her whole body. Her mind went blank. She was nothing but total erotic fulfillment-the ultimate culmination of the orgastic experience.
"Oh God, Carl," she grunted in a distorted whisper. "Ohhh, it feels so good to come, baby. My cunt feels so wonderful. Shit, I'm flying! I'm fly-y-ying!"
"Me, too, sweet baby. I'm filling up your cunt for you. Christ, I feel like I've got a whole glass-full of it to shoot up into you. Christ, ah shit, it's incredible!"
Beads of sweat popped out on Carl's brow as he struggled with the fury of his wrenching orgasm. Once the last drops of jism were safely stowed in his wife's pussy, his loins relaxed.
But he continued to pant harshly for several minutes.
Vera lay beneath the weight of her husband's body, her eyes still fixed on the younger couple.
Exhausted as he was by the force of his climax, the boy had found the strength to crawl down between Wendy's legs. Now he was licking her pussy-lips, soaked with his cum.
The spectacle aroused Vera's excitement again. The boy was obviously preparing for another round.
Jee-zuz, he's beautiful, she thought. She had appreciated his good looks before. But then she hadn't seen him as a sexual creature.
Now that she knew her nephew liked to fuck, she felt intensely attracted to him. She liked his sensuality. She'd never had a man eat her pussy when it was still saturated with jism.
That was sexy, as far as Vera was concerned.
"Come on, let's get the hell out of here," Carl whispered in her ear.
"But they haven't finished yet-" Vera tried to protest, but she was pulled harshly to her feet and led back into the house.
"Kid doesn't know when to quit," Carl muttered as he pulled her into their bathroom and closed the door.
He looked at himself critically in the mirror, and started to comb his hair. "Come on," he said. "Let's go out and get a drink somewhere. By the time we come back, they should be finished. We don't want them to get the idea we've been here all along."
Vera brushed her blonde hair. She added a fresh dab of lipstick, then followed her husband out of the house and into the car.
She started to tease Carl about being jealous. But she cut herself short. No point in making the subject a sore point.
Now she knew she wanted to get into her nephew's pants. She figured the less said about him, the sooner her husband would forget, and that's what she was after. She didn't want anything to interfere with her seduction of her handsome nephew.
Surreptitiously, she arranged her dress so there was nothing between her bare ass and the seat.
She loved the cool sticky feel of the plastic against her tingling cunt. It felt good. It felt lewd.
She was glad she hadn't had time to put on another pair of panties before leaving the house.
Carl parked the car outside a local bar.
"Coming in?" he asked. His wife continued to sit inside the car after he had got out.
"I'll be right with you, darling," she replied in a throaty voice. "I just want to make sure I've got my face on straight. Go ahead and get us a table. I won't be a minute."
In fact it took Vera less than three minutes to have another climax by wriggling her ass against the seat and imagining what Wendy and Shane were doing back at the house.
"Shane, honey, save some of it for me," Vera moaned as the hot waves of release swept through her.
Her pussy still pulsed excitedly as she entered the bar and surveyed the shadowy figures inside in search of her husband.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
After Carl was off to work the next morning, Vera went down to the kitchen where Wendy was clearing up the breakfast dishes.
She kissed the girl lightly on the tip of her freckled nose. Her red-tipped fingers stroked Wendy's lush head of hair.
One of the changes in the Moore household was that the teen-ager no longer wore her hair in her old severe ponytail. Somehow, it just didn't seem in keeping with her new sensuality.
"Did you have a nice evening, darling?" Vera asked casually.
"Huh? Oh, sure, it was okay. Watched some TV. Went to bed early. How was the movie?" The girl's green eyes refused to look at the older woman. She worked busily at scraping the grease from a frying pan.
"It was really lousy," Vera replied. She paused. The corners of her mouth struggled against a smile. "In fact, it was so bad, we walked out before it was half-over. Decided we might as well spend the evening at home in a comfortable armchair instead of in those damned theater seats."
The blonde watched her maid's eyes flicker. But the girl quickly gained control of herself.
"You must have stopped off somewhere," she said. "I heard you come in, and it was at least midnight."
"That was the second time we came in. The first time we were a lot quieter, I guess. Or you just weren't paying us much attention."
At last Wendy looked up at her boss-lover. Her green eyes were worried. Though she obviously wasn't sure if it was time yet to drop the pretense.
"You came in earlier, huh? Gee, you must have been in and out so fast I missed you completely."
"No wonder, darling. You obviously had far more interesting things to do than listen for cars in the driveway. That boy has quite a way with him."
The girl dropped her SOS pad and the frying pan into the sink at the same time. She turned to face Vera. Her eyes were wide and frightened.
"Vera, you're not mad at me, are you? I can explain everything..."
Vera pressed a red-tipped forefinger against the tip of Wendy's freckled nose.
"Hush, darling. Don't get upset. I am not at all mad at you. In fact, I enjoyed the performance very much. Carl and I got it on outside your bedroom window while we watched you."
The teen-ager's mouth fell open in shock. Then she began to giggle.
"You're kidding? You mean you guys were watching the whole time? I don't believe it. You know something? You're nothing but a couple of preverts."
She threw her arms around Vera and hugged her. Mixed with her amusement was a strong measure of relief.
She had been afraid the Moores might object to her messing around with their young nephew. She had even thought they might be jealous!
"Hey, Vera, that's really a turn-on, you know? To think you guys were watching that beautiful cock of Shane's ramming my cunt. Man, I'm glad it's out in the open. I've been dying to talk to somebody about how good it was. I feel so good this morning, you wouldn't believe-"
"Oh, yes, I would believe," Vera interrupted the girl's enthusiastic rush of words. "God, the way that nephew of ours was wielding his lovely big prick was driving me nuts. I'll tell you something, Wendy," she confided in a lowered voice. "I've got to get some of that for myself. It just looked too good to pass up."
Wendy's green eyes sprakled mischievously.
"I've got an idea, Vera," she whispered. "You know how Shane always sleeps late? Well, I was going to take him breakfast in bed. Now we can both do it."
She grinned at her pretty lover.
"Like the idea?" she asked. Her fresh country complexion shone with lust.
Vera grinned back.
"I love the idea," she replied. "Just let me take off this suit and slip back into something more comfortable."
Half an hour later, Shane awoke to find himself flanked by a redhead on his right and a blonde on his left. Both were wearing bathrobes, loosely tied in front.
Both were smiling down at him admiringly.
He smiled back. He was a bit confused, but he liked what he saw.
"Good morning, ladies," he mumbled in a voice that was still thick with sleep. "Auntie Vera..."
His aunt's name came out as a question. As though he were looking for some explanation of her presence.
"Are you hungry, Shane darling?" she asked in a throaty rasp. "Wendy and I have cooked you a lovely breakfast."
"Yeah, I'm starved. I could eat a horse," the youth enthused.
Vera stroked his forehead lightly.
"No wonder, darling. After all that strenuous exercise you got last night. You must have worked off a few thousand calories, at least."
Shane looked suspiciously from his aunt to his new girl friend.
Seeing nothing but open friendliness in their smiles, he decided to accept their presence at face value and enjoy the breakfast tray Wendy now set before him.
He didn't have to do a thing. One woman fed him orange juice. Another kept shoveling forkfuls of hotcakes and sausage into his mouth as quickly as he could get it down.
Wendy took the tray away when he was done. Then both women began to run their hands over his naked chest.
"How was it, darling?" Vera asked.
The boy looked down at the hands, then up at his aunt's face. By the wide-eyed look on his face, it was obvious he knew what was about to happen to him.
He looked nervous. He was also beginning to look excited.
"Oh ... the breakfast!" he replied at last. "It was great. A-One. Primo. My compliments to the chef."
He tried to smile, but it turned to a lusty grimace. His aunt's hand was snaking down under the covers. It was grazing the tip of his cock, which began to pulse in hearty response.
"We both worked on it," Vera told him. Her face moved closer to the boy's. "We both want to make you happy, darling," she murmured just as her lips closed over his. And as her hand closed over the growing shaft of his prick.
"Uuuuuhhh," the youth grunted. He was incredibly titillated by the idea that it was his own aunt that was seducing him.
Her tongue probed searchingly up into his mouth, finding his tongue and poking it lewdly. Her lips sucked hungrily on his.
Under the blankets, his cock lurched as her hand began a smooth up and down stroking motion along the shaft.
"Oh, Aunt Vera," he moaned when her mouth left his. His eyes were half closed with lust. His reality was centered in the throbbing length of his cock.
He looked up at Wendy for a moment. She was watching them excitedly, her green eyes wide and eager.
"Does it feel good, Shane?" the redhead asked. "Does Vera's hand feel nice on your prick?"
"Feels sensational," the boy grunted. He humped his hips up a little in time to Vera's strokes. "Uuuuh, fuck, Aunt Vera, that feels terrific!"
Shane thought for one wry moment that he ought to pinch himself ... just to make sure all this was really happening, but the ache in his cock told him this was no dream. This was real and it felt damned good.
Here he was with two beautiful, horny women; one fresh and somewhat innocent, one raunchy and experienced. Both were interested in only one thing-his pleasure ... which would soon become their pleasure.
He had closed his eyes for a few moments. He wanted to concentrate on the titillating sensations throbbing through his erect prick.
He opened them wide when he felt that hand desert his cock.
The two women were taking off their robes. They were naked underneath. Their lush shapely bodies made the blood pulse more insistently through his aroused prick.
At once Vera reached back under the blankets and returned to her stroking.
"Mmmmmm, you have such a lovely cock, Shane darling," she observed obscenely. "I love the feel of it in my hand. It's so long and hard and thick. No wonder Wendy's pussy was feeling so good last night."
It took a moment for the statement to register. Then the youth looked at his aunt in amazement.
"You know?" he asked. "And you're not pissed off ... or anything?"
"Why would I be pissed off, darling? I can appreciate a good cock along with the best of them."
Shane felt his excitement increasing.
His aunt was incredible! She had obviously watched him and Wendy make it last night, and decided she wanted some of it for herself.
The thought made him want to fuck her right then and there.
Jeez, hot cunt! He was surrounded by it!
He decided to just lie back and let these incredible women take him wherever they wanted.
Suddenly he felt the blankets pulled off him. He lay on the bed naked and exposed. His prick stood up proud and erect from his loins.
"Ohhhhhh, I love it!" Vera breathed lustily. Her stroking motions along his cock became admiring caresses.
"It's so pretty," she grunted. She wriggled her ass a little in excitement. "The head is so nice and round. And it's so long and thick and smooth."
He watched her eyes glaze with lust as she worked her fingers along his swollen cock.
Inch by inch her face was moving closer to his throbbing cock-tip. Finally her tongue stuck out and stabbed into the little glans on the end.
"Aaaagghhh," the youth groaned. "Jee-zuz, Aunt Vera, you've got a beautiful tongue, lady. Christ, my prick feels like it's going to pop wide open!"
"Is it nice?" he heard Wendy ask him excitedly. Her hands were roving hungrily over his chest. Her mouth planted soft greedy kisses on his neck and chest.
"Jeez, you're both incredible," the college student grunted. "Man, I've never had anything like this happen to me. Not ever!"
"Well, it's about time you did, darling," Vera moaned. "You're so handsome, you deserve to have women make a fuss over you. Uuuuhhh, your cock is so hard, baby."
He felt her lips close over his aching cock-head, and a strangled wail escaped his throat.
"Aaaaaaiiieeee, Aunt Vera, baby. That's the stuff. Christ what a mouth! It's like honey. Warm, wet honey."
"Mmmmmmmm, I love the taste of your prick, baby," Vera murmured.
Then she began bobbing her head in earnest up and down over his sleek prick.
Her tongue prodded enticingly at every little ridge and hollow. It probed the slit in the end for a drop of liquid.
Her lips washed over his shaft like rich ambrosia.
"Oh, God, Vera," Wendy moaned next to him. "It looks so sexy watching you taking his prick into your mouth like that. Cripes, it really turns me on."
Shane was vaguely aware of Wendy getting up and leaving the room. He paid little attention though. He was confident she'd be back.
Right now he needed to concentrate on the moist tingling sensations pulsing through his erect prick. He looked down at his aunt as she knelt slavishly over his cock, taunting it to ever increasing hardness.
Her tits dangled ripe and full under her as she worked. Her white, rounded ass swayed lewdly in the air up behind her.
She was obviously thoroughly absorbed in what she was doing, and loving every minute of it.
"Mmmmmmm, yummmmm," she mewled wantonly. "Such a nice prick. Tastes so tangy. Uuuhh, I love it, Shane darling. I love it!"
He watched her extend her tongue and swipe it lewdly again and again up the sensitive underside of his prick.
"Jee-zuz Christ, woman, you're sensational. I've never had a head-job like this! Never! Christ, I don't think my prick's ever been this hard."
He clenched his teeth against the force of his excitement. His hips began to pump more energetically up against her face.
"Suck it, woman. Suck it! Ah shit, that's it!" His arousal got wilder as he reminded himself once again of the perversity of his situation.
His own aunt-his pretty Aunt Vera-was giving him the blow-job of a lifetime.
And she was obviously enjoying it at least as much as he was.
The youth realized Wendy had come back into the room. He stared admiringly at her full, ripe tits for a moment.
Then he was distracted by a movement next to her.
She had brought the dog with her!
He watched incredulously as the redhead coaxed the animal up onto the bed and led his muzzle toward Vera's cunt.
"Come on, Kaptan darling," the girl crooned. "See Vera's pussy? Make it feel nice, baby. You know how."
The boy thought he'd blow right then and there as he watched the animal extend his long pink tongue. He licked all the way up his aunt's pussy-slit, from her clit to her ass-hole.
"Oh, God, yesssss, Kaptan. Lick my pussy for me. That's the way, boy. Mmmmmm!" Vera closed her mouth again over Shane's cock-shaft.
But she continued to moan out her appreciation of the dog's enticing tonguing.
"Mmmmm, ymmmmmm. Aaaaahhh," she groaned as her blonde head bobbed tirelessly over the youth's prick.
"Does that feel good, darling?" Wendy asked eagerly. She was kneeling beside the older woman now, watching the dog titillating her cunt.
"Oh, Kaptan's tongue looks so sexy licking up your pussy, Vera baby," the red-headed teen-ager moaned.
She reached down and began to rub her clit lightly with a fingertip.
"Oh, Vera, it's making me so excited, I've got to play with my clit. Mmmmmmm, feels good. Feels soooo good."
Shane was totally awestruck by the abandon of the two women.
The one letting a dog lick her pussy, the other playing with her own clit while she watched the lewd event.
"Jeez, I'm surrounded by nymphos," he thought excitedly.
As he reveled in the sensation of Vera's mouth on his cock, his attention roamed from the dog's tongue on her cunt to the redhead playing with her own pussy.
He didn't know what was making him more excited. He just knew the total effect was dynamite.
"Aaaaahhh, shit, girls, you are something else, you know that? You really turn me on, both of you. Next thing I know, one of you will be fucking that dog there."
The boy's imagination was running wild with his arousal.
His shock was total when Wendy reached out and patted Vera's ass, ordering the dog to mount her.
"Come on, Kaptan, up boy. Fuck Vera, that's a good fella."
Shane watched while Wendy reached out and grasped the red shaft of the dog's swollen cudgel and guided it toward Vera's pussy-hole.
"Oh, yes, Wendy darling, make Kaptan fuck my pussy. I'm so excited, baby. I need something long and hard up inside!"
It occurred to the dumbfounded youth that neither woman was a stranger to fucking the dog. They couldn't accept it so readily if they were.
The concept of a household of women who fucked the family pet while hubby was away sprang into his mind.
Jeez, this is crazy, he thought excitedly.
Crazy it might be, but it was happening, all right.
Wendy was prodding the animal's cock-tip against Vera's cunt.
Before Shane had fully fathomed what was happening, the dog's prick was soaring far up into Vera's wet, willing pussy.
"Ohhh, God, yessss. Jeez, it feels so good, lovers." Vera's voice was a distorted banshee wail.
He watched mesmerized as the humping animal set up a lewd fucking rhythm into his aunt's cunt.
His automatic reaction was to shove his hips more forcefully against her face. It drove him wild with excitement to have her sucking his cock while the dog fucked her greedy cunt.
Shane's wide-eyed gaze riveted on the red flash of dog-cock skewering in and out of the blonde's pussy.
Vera's reaction was intense. Her ass was churning energetically back against the dOg's loins. Her mouth worked furiously at Shane's aching prick.
His aunt was kneeling subserviently between an animal and a human lover. She was obviously having the time of her life, reveling in the feel of filling cock at both ends.
"Oh, God, oh, God. Fuck my cunt, Kaptan lover! Shit, it feels so good! Mmmmmmm, Shane, your prick feels so good in my mouth! Aaaaaaahhh, I love it!"
"Christ, Auntie Vera, your mouth feels wild. Shit, your twat is really swallowing that dog-prick whole! Didn't know what a talent we had in the family. Oh, baby, you're terrific!"
As the boy became more and more excited, his hips churned more insistently up against his aunt's mouth.
"Oh, Vera," he heard Wendy moan. "You should see Kaptan's big red prick disappearing into your cunt, lover. Oh, God, it's so exciting. My clit's rock-hard, Vera. Oohhhh. Feels good!"
The redhead was titillating the tip of her clit with her fingers. She ran one finger round and round the slick base. Her hips were churning lewdly in time to her wanton self-manipulations.
"Oh, lovers, it's so exciting," Vera wailed heatedly. "I love being with you all. I love it. I love it."
At once the erotic mood in the room was shattered.
All four orgiasts froze momentarily. Then there was a frantic scramble as the three humans turned to face the intruder.
The dog whined nervously, then scurried past his master out into the hallway.
"All right, the rest of you freeze," Carl bellowed in a voice too full of fury to be disobeyed.
"Carl ... Carl honey, I can explain," Vera began nervously. Though her eyes were wide with fear, her face was still flushed with her earlier excitement.
"Jee-zuz, woman, you really are something else," the big man exclaimed as he slowly began to undo his trousers. "All this time giving me the idea you're a nice, faithful little wife. And here I find you with a man and a dog at the same time. Decent people don't approve of either one of those things, did you know that, baby?"
His wife hung her blonde head, unable to look her husband in the eye.
He reached forward and pulled her chin roughly up.
"Did you hear me, woman?" he insisted. "You know, that makes incest, bestiality and adultery all in one blow. Jee-zuz Christ, I didn't know I had such a talented slut for a wife."
Vera looked nervously at the two teen-agers, then up at her husband.
"Please, Carl, don't you think we should let the kids go, so we can discuss this in private?"
"These 'kids', as you call them, seem plenty willing to play like adults. Seems to me they should be willing to take the consequences too. Time they learned a few things about the hard knocks of fucking around."
All the time he was speaking, Carl was removing his clothes. Now he stood naked at the foot of his nephew's bed.
"Please, Carl, don't hurt them," Vera begged. "I ... it's all my fault. I take full responsibility."
"Well, isn't that fucking noble of my faithful little wife?"
He looked sarcastically at the teen-agers for a moment.
"You don't have to worry, baby. You can have all the responsibility you want. You're the one I'm after."
The big man crawled up onto the bed. Roughly he pulled his wife up onto hands and knees in front of him.
He could feel her trembling under his touch. That pleased him. He felt hurt and outraged by what she had done to him.
He needed to make her suffer. It was the only thing that could make him feel all right again.
While his wife trembled in doggie position in front of him, Carl ran his cock-head back and forth along her excitement-moistened pussy-slit.
"Ooohhh," Vera moaned. Despite her fear and sense of degradation, she was sensitive to the stimulation of his cock on her cunt.
It was horrible to have the younger people see her being used in anger like this. But at the same time it was a perverse turn-on.
Carl began to shove his prick a few inches up into his wife's cunt. Her pussy was sopping wet and his cock glistened each time it slid out of her belly.
He looked over at the teen-agers. They were crouched at the head of the bed, holding hands for moral support.
In their eyes he could read fear-and a strange kind of fascinated titillation. It was strange how thin the line seemed to be between fright and sexual excitement.
"Ohhhhh, God, don't do it like this! Don't fuck me in anger," Vera moaned. Her voice quavered strangely.
Her husband realized it sounded just the same as it did in the midst of passion.
Obviously it was hard for her to separate passion and fear. After all, it was just moments ago that she and the two teen-agers had been riding high on the peaks of passion.
Their betrayal and his own anger pushed Carl on with the brutal scheme for revenge.
He pulled his cock from Vera's pussy and shoved it against the puckered hole of her ass.
Her muscles automatically clenched against him, but he shoved remorselessly.
At last the barriers popped, and his cock soared up into her virgin ass-hole.
"Oh, God, oh, God no. Don't do it to me. You're killing me, Carl. Killing meee."
Vera's protests of pain were obviously genuine. Her whole body writhed in agony-wrenched sympathy with the hurt in her ass.
"It hurts. It hurts, Carl. Please stop!" Her voice had taken on a pleading tone now.
It had no effect on Carl, other than to make him more excited.
Her ass-hole clenched his swollen prick tighter than anything he'd ever known before. The pleasure was excruciating, almost painful.
He began to pump steadily back and forth, reaming her forever-stretched anus with vengeance.
"How do you like that, baby?" he asked savagely, though the savagery now stemmed as much from pleasure as from anger.
"I want you to stop, Carl," she mewled in a low voice. It was obvious from her tone that she had no real hope of stopping him now. "You're hurting me. You're humiliating me. Stop it, please!"
"Shit, Vera, be honest." Carl was feeling less angry now. He was feeling far too good to really be pissed off at anybody.
He gripped his wife's ass and sawed his cock firmly, rhythmically in and out of her ass-hole. He watched fascinated as her pink flesh clung to his prick on each out-stroke.
"Christ, Vera, you've got a tight little ass-hole. Feels fucking good, baby. Uuuuuhh, tight as a glove."
Suddenly he smacked her hard on the buttocks.
"Come on, move that cute little ass of yours, baby! Learn to groove on it. If you can take a dog, you can take your own husband's cock in your ass-hole!"
"Carl, Carl, don't hurt me any more. Don't hate me!" Tears were streaming down Vera's cheeks. But she began to hump her ass back against her husband's-cock, just as she'd been told.
She was surprised to discover it didn't actually hurt so much now. At least Carl had had the decency to lubricate his prick with her cunt-juices.
The big man had almost forgotten his anger. He was totally absorbed by the tantalizing sensations assaulting his lewdly buried cock.
He felt a new lust for the raunchy woman who was his wife. He realized in the midst of his passion that it had been unrealistic of him to expect her to remain faithful.
A woman who liked fucking as much as Vera did was bound to go after as much of it as she could lay her hands on.
Or her cunt on.
"That's it baby, move that sweet little ass. Christ, your ass-hole feels so tight on my prick. It's terrific, Vera. Shit, I love you, baby! You're a hot little cunt, but I love you!"
The hot darts of pain Vera had felt at first gradually gave way to strange titillating pangs of masochistic pleasure.
She realized the perversity of being fucked in the ass for her sexual sins. And somehow it turned her on.
What really put her over the threshold into pleasure was when Carl said he loved her.
That made it a game. That freed her to enjoy the fantasy, to revel in her own debauchery.
"Oh, God, Carl, do it to me. It feels good, honey. Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass, baby!"
"I sure will, Vera doll. It's the sweetest little ass I ever set eyes on. Shit, my prick's never felt this good, baby. It's good to know you got an extra tight hole like this, where I can put my prick when I want to get really hot."
"Oh, yessss, Carl baby. Do it to me. It feels terrific. Ahhh, God. You're the best, Carl. I love to fuck, but you're the very best!"
That was all Carl wanted to hear. He began to fuck energetically in and out of his wife's taut ass-hole.
He suddenly remembered the two teen-agers. He looked over at them, expecting to seem them still huddled together with wide, fear-filled stares fixed on him.
Instead, he saw the boy relaxed back against the headboard while Wendy sucked his swollen cock. He couldn't see the girl's face for her hair, but he could hear her soft moans of pleasure.
"That's it, Wendy baby. Suck it, suck it. Jee-zuz Christ, that feels good."
The boy looked over at his uncle, and they exchanged quick conspiratorial smiles.
Again a heady atmosphere of eroticism permeated the boy's bedroom.
While the young maid sucked slavishly at Shane's cock, the youth's uncle continued to ream his wife's ass-hole.
Vera's ass slammed fiercely back against her husband's pelvis as she worked out the fury of her release. Her movement provoked him to let go too.
"Christ, woman, here I com-m-m-m! I'm shooting it up into that sweet little ass-hole of yours."
While the big man shot the last of his jizz far up into Vera's belly, he noticed that Shane, too, was coming, was shooting his wad into the redhead's gulping throat.
It excited Carl that they were coming together. Somehow it sealed the whole incident with a strange kind of brotherhood.
Only poor Wendy had missed her chance to get it off.
But Carl didn't worry about that for long.
He knew that either he or Shane would have it up again in no time at all.
On a day like today, he felt like he could go on fucking forever.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The day when Carl fucked his wife in the ass-hole out of anger seemed long past. It had only been a month, in fact. But it seemed like years.
So many changes had taken place in the couple's relationship since then.
Carl and Vera had been married four years. All that time they had given lip service to monogamy while they both sought extra thrills elsewhere.
When they realized the true nature of each other's sensuality, they didn't feel threatened by it. Not once they had got over the hump of Carl's first rage, that is.
Instead they had let it enrich their marriage and their appreciation for one another.
The couple was getting ready for bed.
Vera sat at her dresser giving a hundred strokes to her curly blonde hair. She was naked. Her nipples pointed straight out at her reflection in the mirror.
Carl came up and stood behind her. He bent down far enough to cup a round tit in each hand.
"Baby, you still got the best-looking tits on the block," he told her.
"And you still got the stiffest prick." She smiled seductively at his reflection.
"Grrrmmpphh, you make me horny just looking at you," he growled. "What say we ask Wendy to spend the night with us?"
"Wonderful idea, darling," she cooed. "And I've got a surprise for you. Shane managed to talk his folks into letting him switch to city college. No reason why he can't board with his favorite uncle, is there?"
"No reason at all." His hands were making wide circles over her chest, forcing her nipples close together on each upsweep.
"Mmmmmm, feels good. Why don't you go find Wendy, honey? I'm ready to hit the hay."
"I can tell," he kidded her. "Thank Gawd I don't have to go to work in the morning." He left the room.
Vera went over to the bed and crawled under the covers. She wriggled her ass excitedly down against the mattress. Already her pussy-lips were swelling with the promise of things to come.
Mmmmm, thank God for that little girl from the country, she thought. Without her, Carl and I still wouldn't even know each other-the way we really are, that is.
A hand snaked down to her pussy and slowly began to massage her clit. Another quiet night at home.