Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on an individual basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters.
The fact is, Americans are only now learning to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior.
Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
The characters in this book are a case in point. Their story is one of real importance for our hung-up society.
HIS ANIMAL WIFE-a story well worth the reading if we are ever to understand our own sexuality.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Dawn was just beginning to break over the Laz-ee E Trailer's Rest.
A light rain was falling. It made a soft drumming noise on the top of the Chandlers' trailer.
They didn't notice. Their attention was elsewhere.
"Oh gawd, Bill, yesssss. Do it to me like that. It feels so goddamned good!"
The big-titted blonde writhed excitedly on the bed. Her husband had two fingers shoved up inside her cunt. The sensations were driving her crazy.
"Jee-zuz, honey! Fuck me now! Please ... you've got me pussy so hot, baby, I can hardly stand it!"
"You're hot all right, doll. Your twat's so fucking wet, my fingers just slip right in and out. Like I was playing in a vat of honey."
The man's voice sounded thick and urgent.
Through the pale morning light that had invaded the trailer, he could just make out his wife's face.
Her eyes were wide and staring. They pleaded with him to do something ... anything to stop the hot burning down in her cunt.
Her lips were soft and full. It always aroused him just to look at them. He liked to picture them locked around his stiff prick. Right now they were swollen with her lust.
She turned and stared at him.
"If my pussy feels so good on your fingers, Bill honey, imagine how good it'll feel sliding up and down your cock. Come on, baby. Fuck me ... pretty please ... "
Her voice reminded Bill of a little girl asking for an ice-cream cone. The thought turned him on.
He was reminded of his prick that was pulsing stiff and hard underneath the covers.
He looked down at her body writhing sensually beneath him. Her tits stood up firm and proud. The little nipples were swollen with desire.
Suddenly he felt an urgent need to feel one of the hard nubbins between his lips.
He bent forward and began to suck harshly on a rubbery nipple. He let his teeth graze over it slightly. He knew she liked the extra titillation of a little pain.
Bill wasn't wrong. She began to churn more ardently on the bed. Her hips nudged hard up against his impaling fingers.
"Oh shit. Jee-zuz, man, you make me feel so damned good. Uuuuhhh, I love the feel of your mouth on my nipples. Mmmm, do it to me, Bill honey. Make me feel so hot, I can't stand it another minute!"
The big man began to respond eagerly to his wife's excitement. His fingers pumped more urgently up into her hungry twat.
"Aaaaaahhh, gawd yess, that's it! Fuck me with your fingers like that! Shit, it's so good! Soooo good!"
For the moment the woman had abandoned the idea of getting her husband to fuck her right away. Obviously he wanted to play with her for a while. Bring her to the heights of desire before he'd fill her with his stiff cock.
That was okay with her. She liked to play. She liked to feel the need build until she thought she was going to explode inside. It just made hard cock feel all that much better when she finally got it.
"Uuuugghhhh, your teeth are making my tits all excited, Bill baby! Jeez, it's beautiful, beautiful! Shit, I can feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter!"
"Ah gawd, yes, Jane honey. What a nice wet cunt you've got, baby. Just feeling you like this is making my prick pound like a sledgehammer. Uuhhh, you really do it to me, doll!"
"Oooohhh, I want to feel it! Let me feel your beautiful cock, baby!"
Jane was lying on top of the covers, while Bill was still underneath. She began to pull excitedly on them, until his rigid prick leapt proudly into view.
"Uuuuhh, beautiful. Is that all for me, darling? What a lovely hard prick. Can I touch it? Let me touch it, baby!"
She reached down and began to pump gently on his cock. At the same time her pussy continued to gyrate upward to meet his fingers' rhythmic stroking.
"Mmmmpphhh," he grunted. Automatically his hips jerked up in response to her touch. "Be careful with that, baby," he warned her. "It's my pride and joy."
"Mine too," she murmured huskily. She maneuvered herself around on the bed until her face was poised near his rigid cock. Her cunt now was pointed lewdly up toward him.
He watched fascinated as his fingers disappeared again and again into the dark greedy confines of her cunt.
"Oohh, your pussy looks so hungry, Jane doll. It's trying to swallow my fingers whole. Shit, they're so wet they're shining! Uuuhh, nice hot pussy! Goddamn! Uuugggghh!"
Her fingers began to slip more urgently up and down the length of his swollen cock. Her husband's words excited her. She synchronized her body movements to the rhythm of her lust.
Her cunt undulated heatedly over his fingers. Her fingers pulled harshly at his prick.
She was thinking about how good it would feel up in her cunt. Fingers were nice, but cock ... ahhhh, that was something else again....
It was the difference between hamburger and filet mignon.
"Shit, woman, what are you doing to my prick? Christ, it feels great!"
"Just playing with it a little, honey pie. Thinking about how good it'll make my cunt feel. Mmmm, it's getting even longer and thicker while I play with it. You know, I think it likes me!" She giggled, then watched fascinated as a drop of fluid escaped from the little slit in the head.
"Christ, you're goddamned right it likes you," he grunted excitedly. "It likes you so much, if you don't watch it, it's gonna cum all over your pretty face."
She laughed again, and looked up at his lust-distorted features. "Don't worry, darlin'. I'm not going to let it do anything like that till I'm good and ready."
"Is that so, cunt?" he teased her. "And what makes you think you can turn my prick on and off like a goddamned water faucet?"
"Experience, my love. Experience."
"Is that so?" Her confidence and the strong sensations pulsing through his cock drove Bill to erotic inspiration.
He thought he'd show her a thing or two, all in fun of course.
He'd remind her of who was in charge of the fun and games department around here.
"What if I was to tell you that I got my own ideas about what should be happening here?" he growled.
Jane immediately caught the spirit of her husband's excitement. She knew he wanted to be boss. That excited her too. She enjoyed feeling his strength as he forced her to do his bidding.
"I know you do, baby," she groaned. "What do you want me to do, sweetie? I'll do anything you want. You know that."
The fantasy of her own submission to her husband's wants sent a new surge of moisture out onto Jane's matted pussy hair.
"Then get up on your hands and knees, woman," he told her harshly. He could feel his excitement pounding urgently through his cock. He could feel hers pushing from her cunt.
Jane did as she was told.
She knelt on the bed, her ass pointing upward, her hand clinging to his rigid cock.
"Is that okay, honey?" she asked in an anxious little-girl voice.
"Yeah, that's just fine," he grunted. "Now I want you to take my prick into your mouth and start sucking. Real nice now, you hear?"
"Yes, darling," she mewled.
At once she opened her mouth and closed her lips around the swollen head of her husband's cock.
"Mmmmm," she groaned excitedly. She loved the smooth texture of his prick between her lips. And the sharp, slightly bitter taste of the droplet of cum that was hovering in his slit.
"All the way, baby, all the way," he told her in a voice that was thick and distorted. Her mouth felt incredibly good on his cock, so good that he had to have more--right now.
"Mmmmmppphh!" His hand forced her head down so she was taking his whole blood-engorged cock all the way into the back of her throat.
She grasped his prick at the base to hold it steady. Then she began to raise her head from it. It shined slickly in the growing light from a generous coating of her saliva.
When just the very tip was still buried in her mouth he pushed her head back down. Soon she established a steady rhythmic bobbing motion over his turgid cock.
"Christ, doll, that's the way! Gawd, what sweet head! You've got a mouth like butter, baby. If you weren't already my wife, I swear to God I'd marry you tomorrow. Couldn't let a mouth like yours get away. Jee-zuz Christ, fantastic ... !"
Aroused by her husband's obscene praise, the young wife began to work eagerly at his upthrust cock. She slid her lips smoothly up and down its smooth hard length. From time to time, she stopped to stab her tongue into the slit on the end.
She planted wet, darting little kisses along the ridge on the underside. Then she took all of his cock into her mouth again and sucked ravenously, milking his prick for the cum hidden deep in his balls.
She began to fondle his balls with her fingertips in time to her licking. Her ass swayed lewdly in the air as she sucked and slavered.
For long moments, Bill was unable to concentrate on anything but the rhythmic workings of his wife's mouth on his aching prick.
At last, though, the swaying of her ass reminded him of the fingers buried up in her pussy.
Again he sawed them smoothly in and out. He watched her rubbery cunt swallow them, then deliver them up again.
Her hunger, her obvious need, increased his excitement.
He wanted to do more to her. He wanted to drive her wild with excitement. Make the whole damned trailer rock with her lewd abandon.
After all, they were on vacation. May as well start making the most of it right now.
"Come on, Sam boy. Get on up here. Here, boy!"
From a dark corner of the trailer there emerged a black German shepherd. In answer to his master's summons, he leapt up onto the bed next to the lewdly entwined couple. He started to lick Bill's face.
"Shit no, boy, enough of that stuff. This is what I want you to have a look at. Here, boy, see this hot twat? You know what to do with that, don't you?"
The animal needed no further encouragement. He was familiar with his mistress' pussy. In fact, he'd been trained almost from puppyhood to respond to her everready cunt.
When she heard her husband call the dog, Jane began to tremble all over with excitement. Sam had been included in some of her and her husband's most memorable lovemaking sessions.
She loved the perverse thrill of enjoying two males--one animal, one human--at the same time.
Right now she was feeling hot and eager to go--ready for both of them.
"Oh yes, darling," she groaned around the swollen cock in her mouth. "Get Sam to make me feel good, baby. Oooohhh, my pussy's so hungry! It needs something nice and hard to fill it up! I need it so bad!"
Driven on by her own lewd words, she began to suck more abandonedly at Bill's prick. She pulled greedily on the head, coaxing it into greater hardness.
"Ohhhh, gawd-d-d, it feels wonn-nn-derful," she groaned.
The dog had licked his long tongue all the way up from her clitoris to her asshole in one wet swipe.
The aroused blonde shivered in response, then thrust her ass back in search of more. She loved the slightly rough texture of his tongue on her cunt and ass.
It made her whole cunt pulse for more of the titillating sensations. It made her naked body quiver in heated anticipation of his next assault.
"Ooohhh, gawd, do it to me, Sammy honey! Jee-zuz, you make my little pussy feel so good, darling!"
Again and again, the animal's tongue swept over her soft, hot pussy channel. Each time the woman groaned in throaty need.
Like an animal herself, she knelt in eager expectation of the German shepherd's perverted attentions.
"Jee-zuz Christ, woman, watch the teeth! Oh Christ, that's great, shit, keep sucking like that, Janie, honey!"
The excitement of feeling the dog's tongue on her cunt inspired Jane to a new level of frantic activity.
Eagerly she bobbed her head up and down over Bill's upthrust cock shaft, swiping feverishly at his glans slit with her tongue.
"Mmmmm, I love it. I love it," she mumbled. "Oh gawd, I love tasting your prick, baby! I love feeling Sam's tongue on my pussy!"
Jane knew her clitoris was hard and swollen with her excitement. She could feel hot pulsing sensations soaring from its peak throughout her naked body.
"Oh gawd, lovers, I feel so good! I love being with both of you!"
"Jeez, suck it, baby, suck it! Aaaahhh, fuck, you must be the hottest little twat in six counties! Jee-zuz, look at that ass of yours wiggle! You really do love that dog tongue, don't you, Janie?"
"Ohhh, yesssss! Mmmmm, my pussy feels so fine, so fine, baby!"
The taunting erotic sensations attacking his every nerve-ending made Bill close his eyes tight to fight off an urgent desire to shoot off right then. To flood her throat with a hot load of jism.
But he wanted to wait. He had other treats in store for his hot little wife. And for himself.
He loved to watch her take it all. Take whatever he decided to throw her way. She always seemed ready for anything.
His wife was one hell of a lot of fun. He knew he was a lucky guy. Whatever he could think up, Jane was always ready for it.
It had been his idea to get her a dog. And she'd taken to dog-fucking like a duck takes to a quiet pond in the country.
He decided he wanted to watch her get dog-fucked right now.
He could see Sam's cock was swollen and ready. It hung heavy from his cock sheath, bright red in the growing daylight.
"You should see the size of Sam's prick, Janie honey. You're really turning him on. I think he wants to fuck you."
Bill's voice sounded deep and lusty. The rain had stopped, so now the only sounds to be heard were their own voices and deep breathing.
Not tomention the odd slurping sound as Jane's mouth slid wetly up and down Bill's swollen cock-shaft.
Her husband's obscene words reminded Jane of her intense need to be filled.
To feel a hard stiff prick soaring far up into her clinging cunt.
She'd anticipated being fucked by her husband. But now it seemed it was going to be her dog.
That would be good too. Now she could suck Bill's cock until she felt the dog shooting his wad up into her cunt.
She wanted that. She wanted to feel him filling her belly with his thick sperm.
"Oooooh, gawd, Bill honey, don't tease me anymore," she grunted. "Make him fuck me! Let my pussy be filled up, darling! I need it so bad! Oh gawd, his tongue's driving me crazy, Bill ... "
"So you want that big dog prick up in that perverted little twat of yours, do you?" he teased her. His words came out harsh and cruel, but it was the fury of his own excitement that gave that impression.
"Yesss, yesssss, I dooo! My pussy's on fire, baby! Help me! Make him fuck me, Billy! Pleeeeee-ze!"
Her ass ground abandonedly back to meet the dog's long, tireless tongue swipes. Her mouth pulled greedily on Bill's cock.
Her desperation was intense. Her whole body was quivering and quaking in a lewd fit of lust.
Her hunger was contagious. Suddenly Bill wanted to see her get fucked as badly as she wanted to do it.
He reached up and patted her ass.
"Come on, boy. Get up here. Up, boy, up!"
The animal stepped back from Jane's ass for a moment. He looked quizzically from Bill's hand to his face and back again.
Reassured that he'd understood the command, the dog mounted the woman. His furry paws wrapped lewdly around her back. His red cock angled up toward her belly as she knelt over her husband's prick.
At once, Bill reached up and took hold of the dog's cock. He guided it toward the wet glistening hole of his wife's cunt.
"Okay, you asked for it, baby," he grunted. "Ready or not, here it comes!"
He nudged the animal's tapered cock tip against her pussy hole. Then he released his grip. It was up to Sam to take it from there.
Sam was ready.
The big dog summoned all his energy and lunged forward. His cock went soaring up into the wet clinging depths of Jane Chandler's pussy.
"Oh, gawd, oh ... jee-zuz, it feels so good, Bill darling! Sam's wonderful big prick feels so good in my cunt! Uuuuuuhhh, I've been waiting so long ... aaaaarrrrggghhh!"
The dog's cock was all the way up inside her cunt now. Its turgid presence forced her cunt walls apart.
Forced her to take all of him the way he wanted to give it to her.
There was no reasoning with a dog. That was part of what made it so exciting for Jane.
Sam immediately began to pump his hard prick in and out of the human female's dilated cunt.
"Ooohhh, Sam, you've got such a beautiful cock! I love it! I love the way you do it ... "
Her words came out in sharp bursts as she was knocked forward again and again by the animal's powerful thrusts.
"How does it look, Billy darling?" she asked excitedly. "Is Sam's prick going into me nice?"
Another part of the thrill for Jane was having her husband describe to her how she looked while she was fucking the dog. Or depicting in vivid detail what was going on down at her cunt.
"He's fucking you good, baby ... real good," Bill grunted. He thrust his hips urgently up toward her mouth, seeking out the tantalizing feel of her mouth on his cock.
"Oh shit, Janie baby! You should see his big red prick spreading your little pink cunthole wide! Jee-zuz, it's obscene, baby! Your pussy looks so open and ready for it! It's taking all of him so easy, baby! Jeez, you're a hungry little twat!"
"Mmmmmm, feels good, feels good," she moaned. She opened her mouth wide and lapped her tongue greedily in long swipes up Bill's cock.
It was as though she were eating an ice-cream cone. And each time, when her tongue got to the top, she sucked on the end to catch any stray drops about to spill down his prick.
"Gawd, baby, what a luscious little mouth you got! It's hard to figure out which hole's greedier--your cunt or your mouth. Both of them are wild! Shit, look at that red prickhead spread apart those puckered pussylips of yours!"
While her blonde head bobbed over her husband's prick, Jane slammed her hips back to meet Sam's cock. She relished each long filling thrust of the big animal's swollen organ.
She could feel it grazing over the sensitive tissues far up inside her cunt.
"Ahhh, shit, fuck me, fuck me, Sam darling! Make me go wild, baby! Uuuhh, gawd, it's so delicious! Billy, Sam fucks me so hard, I love it! I just love it! Jee-zuz, I feel like I could go on like this forever!"
Jane was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of being prisoner of two cocks. One slammed fiercely into her from behind, knocking her forward. The other was standing up hard and ready in front of her. She loved feeling Bill's cock tip grazing the back of her throat the way Sam's cock tip grazed her cervix.
"Shit, you should see Sam's prick now, Janie. It's shining wet. Christ, you must be wet inside! How else could you take anything that big so easily? 'Cause I know it's a tight twat you got, doll!"
"Ahhh, jee-zuz, Billy! When I feel this good, I can take anything! I feel like I want to fuck the whole world! Like it'll never stop feeling good!"
Jane could feel her whole body opening up to her excitement. Her breasts bobbed lewdly under her, swollen and sensitive.
She reached back and stroked her belly. It too was unusually sensitive. She ran her hand down toward her clitoris. Her whole body clenched with excitement as a fingertip grazed the swollen nubbin.
She reached farther back and felt the dog's slick prick drumming in and out of her obscenely welcoming pussy hole.
"Uuuuhh, Christ!" she grunted excitedly. "It feels wonn-n-derful, Billy! I love being depraved! It turns me on, lover!"
"It turns me on too, baby. Shit, your mouth on my prick feels terrific! Like you're gonna suck me dry! And I wouldn't put it past you, you sexy little cunt you!"
"Uuuhh, it's yummy cock, Billy! I love the taste of it! Mmmmm ... "
The three unnaturally joined lovers writhed out their ecstasy for several long minutes.
Jane made a ring of two fingers and slid it up and down Bill's cock in front of her mouth. She increased the pressure on his rigid shaft and sucked ravenously on the head on each upstroke.
She was working to make him cum--looking for a bellyful of hot semen.
Bill stared transfixed at the point where the dog's prick skewered his wife's cunt. He thrust his hips up to her face in rhythm with the dog's primitive thrusts.
The animal humped the kneeling blonde tirelessly. His hairy loins battered her round white buttocks. They made a lewd contrast--the furry flanks of the dog and the alabaster skin of the woman.
Sucking and slavering like a woman possessed, Jane clutched greedily at her husband's balls.
She wanted what was in them. She wanted to tease his salty jism flooding her throat.
Bill let himself go. He concentrated on the wet pleasure her mouth was dealing his cock. He put no restrictions on himself.
At last he could hold out no longer. He was ready to blow.
Delighted with her success, Jane pumped excitedly at Bill's prick. She drank down every last drop of his thick tart jism, relishing the taste.
She loved it. Loved the taste of her man's love juices.
A sudden awareness of her own lewd position combined with the increased tempo of the dog's pumping drove her over the brink of her own release.
"Oooohh ... ooooohhhh, gawd! I think Sam's cumming in me too, Billy! Oh gawd, I love it! I love being filled up! Ooohh, my belly's on fire! Shit, ah gawd ... fuck ... I'm ... I'm cummmingg-g! Aaaaahhhhh!"
She continued to nibble on the tip of her husband's prick while the dog shot into her.
She loved the way the animal's hips hammered against hers as he came. She felt totally used.
Totally sated.
Totally filled.
She felt plain good all over. No, not good--wonderful!
Almost as soon as he had finished shooting off, the dog made his way down to the floor and back to his sleeping place in the corner.
Jane struggled around into a comfortable position, lying in her husband's arms.
"Mmmm, that was terrific, lover," she whispered. She extended her tongue and licked at her husband's earlobe.
"It sure as hell was," Bill sighed. He nuzzled his ear closer to her. He loved the feel of her mouth on it.
Within moments, he was breathing evenly, on the verge of sleep.
Jane nudged him.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" she asked in mock indignation. "This is our vacation. It's no time for lying around in bed. Look, the sun's up already. It's time to hit the road."
She sprang to her feet and pulled on Bill's arm.
"Come on. Get up," she goaded him. She giggled as he began to pull back against her, just enough to keep a tug-of-war going.
Suddenly he pulled hard, and she flew back onto the bed, her belly straddling his.
"Hey, that's no fair," she chided him playfully. "That's playing dirty. Just because you're bigger than I am doesn't mean you can knock me around."
He adjusted his position so he was lying over her, pinning her down.
"It doesn't, eh?" he asked her. "Okay, go ahead, show me who's boss."
She tried to push up against him, but it was useless. Her giggles made her efforts even feebler.
"Okay, okay, you win!" she laughed. "Now, can I get up?"
"Not for a while yet. I'm still tired. Some horny wench woke me up at four in the morning."
"Are you trying to tell me it wasn't worth it?"
"Nope; it was worth it all right. But I've got a feeling that in about ten minutes I'm going to want to fuck the living shit out of her."
Jane felt a hot surge of excitement in her cunt. As good a fucking as she'd just had, she was ready for more.
"Then can we hit the road and have some adventure?" she teased him.
"Sure, baby, then we'll go. Even if I have to carry you to the car."
"Is that a challenge, mister?"
Their mouths met in a long searching kiss.
CHAPTER TWO
It was eight in the morning and Pam Marshall was still in bed.
She was horny.
And she'd decided to stay in bed until she'd done something about it.
Her husband Luke had gotten up as usual at six-thirty. Hementioned something about checking on Elsie, a cow who was going to drop a calf any minute.
Pam hadn't paid much attention to his explanation. She was disappointed.
She woke up about five with a raw aching somewhere deep in her cunt. She wanted to be filled with something long and hard and thick.
She'd rubbed her pussy gently against Luke's thigh, hoping he'd get the message.
He hadn't.
She'd watched dismally while he'd pulled on his jeans and workshirt. She'd even made one last effort, stroking his back sensuously while he sat on the edge of the bed tying his work boots.
But he'd gotten up and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"See you later, honey," he'd said. And he was gone.
And still the aching in her cunt burned on. Pam had not had much experience at masturbating. She still felt self-conscious about it.
So it usually took her quite a while, and a lot of frustration, to work herself up to it.
The young brunette had just about reached that point.
She knew Luke would be in for his breakfast any time now.
"The heck with it," she said determinedly. "He can eat cornflakes. It's time I thought about myself first for a change."
Despite her brave front, Pam was deeply hurt by her husband's general indifference toward her sexually.
Sure, they made love from time to time.
But it was quick and harsh, and the young wife seldom got any satisfaction from it.
She and Luke had married straight out of high school, and she worried that maybe he was getting tired of her. After all, they'd been man and wife for four years now.
Deep down, though, she knew one of the real reasons Luke was turned off was that she would never do any of the "dirty" things he wanted to do.
Like kissing his cock, or letting him lick her pussy.
The innocent brunette just couldn't bring herself to believe that was "normal" behavior. Despite the sex books Luke had shown her that demonstrated graphically that men and women did do such things. She always told him that those pictures were just perversions to turn on weirdos.
"Well, they turn me on," Luke answered. "Does that make me a weirdo?"
"Of course not, honey. You're you. But ... "
She had to face up to the fact that she had no real logical explanation for her aversion to oral sex. She was simply afraid of it.
There were times when she felt hot enough she thought she could do it. If Luke had just gone ahead and started things going, she would have gone along.
But he always asked her first. And she couldn't bring herself to say yes.
Now she lay alone in her bed, with nothing but the crowing of roosters and the barking of dogs to remind her that she was Pam Marshall in her own room on her own farm.
Her brain spun fantasies of herself as a servant to some rough master in some far-off place and time.
Her master looked just like Luke, tall and strong, with a thick shock of red hair. He wore big boots, and carried a big walking stick.
As his slave, she had to do anything he asked of her. When he tore off her clothes and began to eat her pussy, there was nothing she could do to stop it.
When he took off his pants and shoved his swollen cock in her mouth, she had no choice but to suck obediently.
It was her job to bring him pleasure.
In a perverse way, what she did in her dreams gave her pleasure. She pictured herself in a sixty-nine with that man who looked just like her own dear husband.
But this man used his strength to dominate her. To force her to do his bidding.
That was what she wanted--to be forced into total sensuality despite herself.
She did not want to have to bear the moral responsibility for what she did.
Her brain reeling with lewd fantasies, the young wife began to churn her bare ass down against the mattress beneath her.
She threw back the covers and watched fascinated as her hand snaked down over her firm flat belly.
It paused a moment in the thick thatch of her pussy hair. Then it pushed on downward until it prodded the slightly swollen bud of her clitoris.
"Ohhh, gaw-d-d-d!" Pam moaned aloud. She slid the finger farther down to wet it in her cunt juices.
Her fingertips moist and slippery, she began to slip them easily over and around her clitoris. It seemed to leap into harder life under her touch.
"Mmmm, geeee. My finger feels so good on my little clit," she murmured. "Ohhhh, it's so nice to feel good. I need it so bad!"
Her hips began to jerk more forcefully upward. It gave her a strong titillating shock of pleasure each time her clitoris smacked against her hand.
She experimented with shoving a finger far up into her greedy cunt. She felt the rubbery walls clutching hungrily at the slender invasion.
Though her finger was nowhere near the satisfying girth of a stiff prick, it did give her an odd perverse pleasure.
Just the thought that she was doing it to herself--that she was making her own body feel so good--drove her to greater heights of lewd abandon.
Pam began to pump the fingers rhythmically in and out of her wet hungry pussy.
Not satisfied with the stimulation provided by one finger, she made a mock-cock of two. Then she shoved them far up inside her cunt.
She wriggled them around up inside her pussy before establishing a harsh in-and-out tempo.
"Hnnnnhhh, wonn-n-derful. Cripes, my pussy feels good! Ooohh, I love to feel something long and hard going in and out, in and out! Oooooohhh, I want to cum! I want to cum so bad!"
Despite her desperate need for orgasm, the brunette enjoyed the rhythmic pleasure-agony up in her dilated cunt.
She fantasized that her "master" was making her do it to herself--while he watched. The thought sent ripples of excitement coursing through her naked loins.
She jerked her cunt up toward where she imagined he was, showing him how wet she was--how hungry for cock.
"Oh gawd, I need it so bad! Sooo bad! Mmmm, I love it! I love to feel my pussy full up inside!"
She saw him leering down at her. He obviously was intensely excited by what she was doing to herself.
He reached down and unfastened the fly on his trousers, pulling his thick swollen cock out and pointing it at her.
"Is this what you want, baby?" he was asking her.
"Oh gawd, yes. I want to be fucked! I need to be fucked!" She tossed her head wantonly from side to side, sending her long dark hair streaming about her face.
Pam was astonished at how real his image was before her. His thick red hair. His hard swollen prick. His soiled work boots....
But that didn't fit into the picture. Her "master" wore boots of fine French leather, carefully polished. These were just plain old farmer's boots, like Luke wore.
Suddenly the truth dawned.
In her half-dreaming state, she had mistaken reality for her dream.
It really was Luke--here, in the room with her, watching her saw her fingers in and out of her wet cunt.
Stunned and ashamed, she pulled her fingers from her pussy with a slooshing sound. She stared up at her husband, her eyes wide with terror.
"Luke, honey, I didn't mean for you to see ... " She started to pull the covers up over her naked body, but his hand stopped her.
He smiled at her.
But it was more a leer than a smile.
His eyes were shining. He was obviously intensely excited.
"I know you didn't mean for me to see, baby doll. That just makes it all the more exciting."
"But, Luke, I ... ooohhh." Tears began to stream down her cheeks. "I didn't want you to see me like this. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
Overwhelmed by her intense shame at being caught masturbating by her own husband, she began to sob aloud.
"Shit, don't be sorry," Luke said urgently. "That was just about the most exciting thing I've ever seen in my life. Goddamn, you really are a hot little cunt, aren't you, doll?"
He began to lower himself onto the bed on his knees, his erect prick still in his hand.
Pam stopped her crying and stared wide-eyed at his cock as it moved in closer to her defenseless pussy.
For a moment she had forgotten about that part of her vision. She had forgotten his cock was hard and swollen and ready to impale her.
She began to pull back away from him.
"No, no you mustn't!" she cried. "Not like this! It was just a dream! It wasn't supposed to be for real!"
Luke grabbed her legs and pulled her back down toward him. Her cunt was positioned just under his swaying cock.
Once again he grabbed his cock shaft and began to guide it toward the glistening slit of her pussy.
"You think I'm going to just go back to work with a hard-on like this?" he asked contemptuously. "What the hell do you think I am, woman? It's enough that you're too goddamned good for most of the things I want to do in bed with you. Now you're trying to keep your cunt for yourself too. Rather jerk off than fuck, is that it, lady?"
Pam's anxiety became more desperate as Luke's cockhead closed in on her defenseless cunt hole.
"No, Luke, no, you don't understand. It was just a dream. Just a dream ... oh my gawd aaaaaggghhh!"
Her jaws and her eyes opened wide as she felt the thick shaft of Luke's cock invade her convulsively clenched cunt.
Despite her moral opposition to this lewd conversion of dream to reality, her pussy was too wet to fight him.
His cock slid easily all the way up inside her pussy. It didn't stop until his pubic hair was mingling with hers.
Red on black.
Pam was confused and frightened by this whole unexpected turn of events.
To have her husband catch her masturbating was bad enough. To have him turn on to it and start to fuck her was even worse.
It was wrong ... very wrong.
She had wanted him to make love to her this morning. But properly, the way lovers were supposed to.
There was something obscene about fucking him after he'd caught her masturbating.
It was another one of those perversions for weirdos.
"Stop ... please stop, Luke! I want to talk to you," she moaned.
Without being fully aware of what she was doing, her cunt began to writhe up toward his loins. Her body was seeking more of the tantalizing stimulation, even though her mind was not yet ready for it.
He began to pull his juice-slickened prick from her stretched cunt.
"Ooooohhh," she mewled, half in despair, half in a kind of agonized pleasure.
"Like that, do you, my dear little wife?" Luke taunted her sadistically. "I kind of thought you might. I always knew you liked to fuck, but I didn't understand your whole trip until right now. Now I see what you've got against 'weirdos'. You're one of them, for chrissakes, only you don't want to admit it."
His words came out hot and urgent. He began to pump his cock slowly and steadily in and out of her moist cunt.
The tears began to spring from Pam's eyes with renewed force.
"I am not. I am not weird. Please, Luke ... it was a mistake. It was just that my pussy was feeling so ... strange ... and I ... "
"You don't have to explain to me, you sexy little bitch you. So you were horny and you were getting your rocks off. Now isn't it nicer to do it together?"
He held his cock poised with just the head buried inside her pussy, waiting for her to respond.
It wasn't long before, despite her tears, she was humping her hips up in search of more hard-driving prick.
"You want something, baby?" Luke teased her hoarsely. The big redhead figured he'd never been this excited in his life.
In her mind, Pam was still resisting this lewd sexual encounter with her husband.
But her body was not so strong. Her body wanted more cock.
She tried to jerk her pelvis up far enough to force him into her again. But he held her shoulders down, and she couldn't get enough leverage.
"If you have to do this to me, Luke, get it over with. Please! Don't humiliate me, darling. Please don't!"
She looked up at him pleadingly through tear-filled eyes.
He smiled a crooked lustful smile at her. His chin dimpled when he smiled.
Recognizing this old familiar part of him sent a surge of affection coursing through Pam's veins. He was her man and he wanted to fuck her. What was the matter with that?
"Don't what, baby? You want me to stop fucking you?" He stared her hard in the eyes. The strange little grin was still there.
It was all he could do to keep from thrusting his stiff cock as far up into her cunt as it would go.
But he wanted to wait her out.
He wanted her to beg for it.
Luke had never felt this raunchy, this highly stimulated before in his life. But for the moment he knew just what to do with it.
He was going to play out this fantasy. Pam had started it, but he was sure as hell going to finish it.
Her clasping cuntlips tantalized the head of his swollen cock.
When she remained silent to his question, he taunted her again.
"You want me to pull out, Pam? 'Cause if that's what you want, I'll do it." Little by little he pulled his cock tip from her clenching pussy hole.
It was pure bluff, but he was willing to call her all the way.
The brunette's attention was focused on the thick cockhead holding her cuntlips apart.
The more she concentrated, the more delicious he felt up inside her. The more she wanted all of him. The more she wanted to be fucked ... and fucked ... and fucked.
Suddenly something snapped inside the lusty young housewife.
"Oh gawd, no darling! Don't take it away! Fuck me! I want you to fuck me! Oh, gawd, I can't stand it anymore! My pussy's on fire!"
That was all Luke was waiting for.
Bracing himself against her shoulders, he slammed his pelvis down against hers. His pulsing prick shot far up into her greedily clutching cunt.
"Uhh, Christ, what sweet pussy, baby!" he grunted.
The big farmer had never enjoyed this kind of total excitement with his wife before.
It was heady stuff. His balls felt like they were going to explode.
He began to fuck hard and steadily up into her wet snatch.
"Oooohhh! Aaaaaahh, oh Luke, it's beautiful, baby! Beeeautiful! You're making my pussy feel so nice, darling. Mmmmm, that's what I wanted. That's what I really wanted all along!"
Her eyes were closed. Her lips pouted sensuously. Her head rocked hypnotically from side to side on the bed.
"Well, you can't say you're not getting it," Luke grunted. "Shit, my prick feels hard as steel! Man, you've never turned me on like this before, baby! It's great! Really great!"
Pam could feel the hot tendrils of lust teasing at her nerve-endings. The sensations were delicious.
This was what she'd been wanting all week--to be fucked thoroughly and hard and well.
And she felt excited enough that she thought she might even be able to cum this time. If Luke just held out for a while.
"Oh shit, baby, it's incredible! My balls feel so goddamned swollen! Mmm, what sweet twat! I love fucking that hot little cunt of yours, baby!"
His young wife was so excited that he could feel her straining up against the hold he had on her shoulders.
He could feel her cunt slamming up against him, trying to climb his prick all the way to the base.
It was driving him wild. His whole body was trembling with the intensity of his arousal.
"Move it, baby! Swivel that hot cunt of yours, shit, aahhh, great....
"Oh gawd, Luke honey! It's so good, so good, darling! Fuck me, fuck meeee ... "
Her body was bucking inferno of lust. She needed to peak to quench the flames, to free her of this agonizing excitement.
Every last nerve-ending was struggling to climb the rocky road to orgasm.
He was cumming without her. After all she'd been through this morning, still her pussy was not satisfied.
It was all she could do to keep from pounding her husband with fists of rage as he shot his load of sperm far up into her fiery cunt. When his climax was finally spent and he raised himself to look at her, he misinterpreted the tears in her eyes.
"It was as good for you as it was for me, wasn't it, baby? I'm glad. Man, that was great! But I gotta get back to the chores."
He rose to his feet and tucked his cock back inside his fly. Pam stared dismally at his soiled tan work boots as he walked to the door. They turned toward her.
"See you later, baby. And next time, save that hot twat for me. Don't waste it on knights in shining armor."
She couldn't look at him. She couldn't let him see the frustration and rage smoldering inside. She watched his boots as they disappeared into the hall.
"Goddamn it! Goddamn it!" she wailed when she was sure he was safely out of the house. "Why couldn't you have waited? Don't you know by now it takes me longer than it does you?"
The dark-haired housewife began to sob softly. Partly out of frustration. Partly out of guilt.
Because she knew she had never told Luke that she wasn't cumming most of the times they made love.
She couldn't bear to disappoint him like that. Not after she'd let him go on thinking everything was okay for so long.
Or did he think everything was okay? Maybe that was one of the reasons he didn't make love to her much anymore.
"But it's up to him to care enough to make sure I'm satisfied," she mumbled aloud.
But in her heart of hearts she wasn't so sure. Maybe she had never been honest enough with Luke.
CHAPTER THREE
The stationwagon and trailer moved slowly along the winding country road.
The license plates were from out of state. Obviously tourists enjoying the sights of the lush rolling farmland.
"Oh, Bill honey, isn't it beautiful!" Jane Chandler exclaimed. "We've simply got to stay somewhere around here for a few days. For a girl who grew up in the desert, it's like discovering Paradise."
"You should see it in the winter," Bill grunted. "It's more like hell than Paradise when you're up to your balls in snow and you can't get the car going cause it's frozen stiff."
Jane giggled.
"Oh, don't be such an old sour puss. You always get this way in this part of the country. I think you're afraid somebody'll make you stay here."
"You're damned right I am. Look, I earned my flying papers, baby. By spending twenty years of my valuable life shoveling shit and freezing my ass off. Give me the big city on the West Coast any time. I'm never going to be cold again, if I can help it."
"Okay, fair enough. But it's only July, Bill. Don't you think you could cheer up a little? We're sure to get out before the snow falls."
Bill chuckled.
"Okay, you're right," he said. "I'm just feeling like an old grizzly bear today. Some bad-ass woman fucked my ears off half the night."
"I plead guilty," Jane replied gaily. "But I refuse to feel guilty. Anything that makes my cunt feel this good had got to be okay. In fact, if I could bottle it, I'd be a rich woman."
"You don't have to bottle it," Bill teased her. "I know plenty of guys would pay you a hundred bucks a night for it, as is. If you ever decide you want to get into the business, let me know."
"Ha, ha!" She made a face at his profile. "You think you're so funny, mister. I happen to know, any guy even looks at my ass, you turn fifty shades of purple."
"That's just because I don't like to see anybody get anything for nothing. Especially top-grade goods like that." He reached over and patted her cunt.
"I'm not sure I didn't like you better as a sour puss," she quipped. "I didn't reckon on a wise-ass in exchange."
A loud bark reverberated through the car, and Sam laid his head on the back of the front seat.
Jane reached over and stroked the animal's head.
"You're right, Sam darling. He is a pain in the ass. I'm not sure we shouldn't have left him at home and taken this little trip ourselves."
"Is that so? You think one poor little dog could keep up with that hot tail of yours?"
"Why not? Sam's got a lot of balls."
"Yeah, but he's only got one cock."
Suddenly Jane's attention was distracted from their bantering talk.
"Oh look, Bill! What a beautiful little farm. It's just like a picture postcard."
"Yeah, it's pretty all right," Bill conceded.
"Oh, why don't we drive in and say hello," Jane decided impulsively. "I just have to set foot on a real farm once in my life."
"I don't know how the locals'd feel about a couple of tourists invading their privacy."
"Come on, Bill. Let's just try. For me ... please?"
"Well ... okay." He headed the car up the long driveway.
"Gee, maybe they'll let us camp here overnight. If we pay them something, of course."
Bill looked over at his wife skeptically.
"Jeezuz, I didn't know there was such a romantic hidden under that hard city-girl cover of yours."
Jane blushed and looked at her husband sheepishly.
"Ah, come on, Bill. Everyone has fantasies. When I was a kid, I always dreamed about going to a real green farm with lots of water, and playing with the little cows and sheep and things."
"Mmm-hmm," Bill nodded his head. "You'd love it until you got sheepshit all over your fifty-dollar-a-pair Italian shoes."
But he didn't say anything else. He was rather enjoying a look at this little-girl side of his wife.
They got out of the car in the farmyard and were immediately greeted by three barking dogs of assorted shapes and sizes. And a few stray Rhode Island Reds foraging for lunch.
A young couple emerged from the handsome old farmhouse and walked toward them.
She was tall and pretty with a long mane of shining black hair. He was well over six feet with a shock of red hair and an open boyish grin.
Both Bill and Jane felt an immediate personal interest in the strangers whose home they had just invaded.
"Hi, how are you? Something I can do for you?" the redhead asked in a voice that was friendly but guarded.
"Uhh, yes," Bill began. He scratched the back of his neck nervously. He felt like a fool.
Jane ran interference for him.
"Why yes," she said brightly, flashing a big grin at the handsome farmer. "We're strangers here, and we just love it. We saw your farm and we ... well, it was really me ... I liked it so much I just had to stop. I thought it would be wonderful if we could spend the night here. Would you mind if we parked our trailer here overnight? We'll pay, of course."
Luke smiled a broad boyish smile. He was obviously disarmed by the beautiful blonde.
He thought she must be a couple of years older than he was, but her body was sensational.
He couldn't take his eyes off those big ripe tits.
"Gee, ma'am," he said. "We're just flattered that you liked the looks of our place. We kind of like it ourselves. Sure, you can stay here ... no charge." He held out his hand toward Bill, though he was still grinning at Jane.
"The name's Luke ... Luke Marshall. This here's my wife, Pam."
He held out his other hand toward the brunette. She smiled cautiously at the older couple.
Obviously she hadn't failed to notice her husband's attraction to the blonde.
The smile she turned on Jane was considerably colder than the one she gave Bill.
"The wife and I were just about to have lunch," Luke said. "Why don't you folks come on in and join us? It'll be good to hear some stories about the outside world."
The two couples went into the big spacious kitchen. They sat down to a hearty farm meal.
Conversation was a little strained at first, mainly because Pam seemed uncomfortable. She was suspicious of the sophisticated charms of the city woman.
But gradually she opened up to Jane. She found the older woman quite likeable, genuinely friendly and open.
by the time the meal was over, the women were chatting like long-lost chums. It wasn't often the farm wife had a chance to talk to a woman near her own age. She obviously found Jane's company stimulating.
"I think I could use an after-lunch nap," Bill said at last. "Didn't get much sleep last night. Bunch of goddamned frogs kept me awake, croaking all night."
He cast a meaningful glance at his wife.
"I think a couple of hours' shut-eye would be right in order about now."
The two couples parted with an agreement to meet at five. They would all drive into town for dinner.
"It'll be fun," Pam said. "I don't get into the 'big city' more than a couple of times a month."
When Bill had parked the trailer beside the barn, he and Jane went inside.
"Well, what do you think?" Jane enthused. "Aren't they darling? They're so innocent ... and so pretty."
"You women are all alike," Bill snarled playfully as he poured them each a Scotch and water. "You see some big lug about six feet three with plenty of muscle, and right away your little cunts start pounding."
"Is that so?"
His blonde wife stood facing him, hands on hips. She stared at him long and hard before accepting the drink.
"And I suppose your prick didn't turn on to that shapely big wife of his? Christ, she must be almost six feet herself."
"And every inch of it pure woman," he murmured. He sipped his drink quietly.
"You're right," Jane mused. "She is beautiful. I kind of got the hots for her myself." She laughed.
Bill took a long swig of his drink.
"You turning into one of them queers?" he kidded her.
"Who knows what the girlies do when big daddy's away," she said, her brows arching mischievously. "You got any objections?"
He drained his Scotch.
"I guess not. Just as long as you save the cunt for me."
"You get all the cunt you want, big daddy," she whispered.
It was obvious that her verbal game had become serious to her now. She was aroused. Her lips pouted full and shiny from her saliva. She fixed him with a dreamy stare.
She was imagining what it would be like to fuck that big quiet farmer with his heavy muscles and his bright-red hair and his dirty work boots.
Bill picked up the vibes of her desire right away. The effects of the alcohol he had downed so quickly made him want her badly.
He reached out and took the drink from her hand. He set it on the sideboard.
Then he pulled her roughly to him. His mouth closed over hers in a wet hungry kiss.
He reached inside her blouse and unfastened her bra. He raised it up, so he could feel her tits poking through the material against his hands.
He began to massage the ripe full globes. The more he worked his hands over their firm roundness--the more his tongue dueled with hers--the hotter he got.
His prick was growing inside his pants. It pulsed with the building heat of his passion.
"Christ, woman, you really turn me on," he said. He wondered what the farmer's wife would feel like. Her tits were smaller than Jane's, he'd noticed.
But they were high and firm and well-shaped. Right now he felt like he'd like to run his hands all over them, squeeze the little nipples till she squealed.
"Oh, gawd yess, darling. Squeeze my tits like that," Jane moaned. "It feels so good. I can feel my pussy getting wet already!"
The blonde loved the lean hard feel of her husband's loins against her belly. He was much more lithe than Luke--a smaller build. She couldn't help wondering what it would be like to have such a big man lying on top of her, sticking his prick up into her quivering cunt.
The throb of his swollen prick inside his pants was becoming more than Bill could bear.
While his mouth locked to Jane's, his hands fumbled to undo the zipper to her slacks. At last he succeeded.
He wriggled them down over her firm shapely asscheeks. Then he bent down and helped her step out of them.
She was naked from the hips down. The blonde silky vee of her cunt hair beckoned to him.
"Come on, woman," he told her roughly. He grabbed her arm and turned her around, forcing her to bend over the sideboard.
As he undid the zipper of his pants, he stared at the firm white globes of her ass.
That farmer's wife sure has a cute little butt, he thought lustfully. And from the set of her mouth, I kind of suspect she's not getting as much cock as she wants.
"Oh, Bill darling, what are you doing to me?" Jane squealed.
She could feel the pussy juices flowing wetly as she grew more and more excited. She loved it when her husband was overcome by passion this way.
She loved the way he fucked her when his touch became rough and urgent. There was something so primitive and titillating about making love like that.
"I'm going to fuck that sweet cunt of yours till you can't walk, lady," Bill told her.
He strained his words through clenched teeth. "Oh gawd yes," she groaned lustily. "I want you so bad, baby. Do it to me! Fuck me, Billy!"
Her asscheeks squirmed lewdly in the air behind her, looking for his prick.
Perversely, she imagined it was the farmer in his dirty work boots who had just pulled his cock from his pants to fuck her.
The juices flowed wetly from her pussy as she felt the cockhead grazing her cuntal entrance.
To torture himself for a few more minutes, Bill prodded his cock tip against her yielding pussy. He thought he could feel her cunt sucking on him, trying to pull him up inside.
"Jeez, that's a greedy little twat you got, baby. It's nibbling on me like crazy. You want it up inside, is that what you're telling me?"
Jane felt half-demented, the sensations surging from her tingling cunt were so intense.
She couldn't believe how strongly she wanted to feel his cock up inside her.
"Oh shit, yessss, Billy darling! Shove it into my cunt! Please, baby! Oh gawd, oh Christ, I need it so bad!"
Bill made little circles just inside her pussy with his prickhead.
"Mmmmm, nice hot cunt," he grunted. "You want it? You want it, baby, then you gotta ask for it. Tell me what you want."
Though his eyes never left the churning globes of her ass, he'd lost consciousness of whose ass it was.
He was imagining the way Pam's ass bobbed and swayed inside her tight blue jeans when she walked.
"I want you, Bill darling," Jane murmured. Though she realized they were playing a game, she felt she wanted to hold back a little. Maybe just to make the exquisite torture last a little longer.
Not yet, she thought. He was going to have to make her say what he wanted to hear.
She felt the tingling darts of excitement throbbing through her clitoris and her cunt. She loved the feel of his cock grazing over them.
I bet Luke has a big cock, she thought. He's such a big man, he's gotta be big all over.
The tantalizing feel of her pussylips on his prick was almost more than Bill could take.
He was ready to shove it into her. But first she had to say the magic words.
"Jee-zuz Christ, woman," he grunted passionately. "You want it or don't you? Or you just sticking that little twat up in the air like that for your health?"
He gripped her asscheeks hard. His nails made red welts on her white flesh.
Again he thought of the farmer's wife's jiggling ass.
She knows it too, he thought. She knows just how cute her goddamned ass looks. She was giving me a show, I could tell whether she was conscious of it or not.
"Do it to me, Bill!" Jane groaned.
She could feel the juices from her own excitement flowing down the insides of her thighs.
Her whole cunt was wide open, waiting for his swollen cock.
I've got to fuck that big farmer before I leave here, she thought desperately. Gawd, he's such a man!
Suddenly she felt Bill's hand slap harshly across her ass.
"Say it, goddamn you! What do you want, woman?"
At last her resistance fell. She couldn't wait another minute.
She had to have his cock up inside her cunt. Right now.
"Cock, that's what I want!" she wailed. "I want you to fuck me, baby! Right now! Do it to me! Please do it to meeeee!"
Eyes and teeth clenched tight with passion, he lunged forward.
His cock soared far up into the wet welcoming depths of her cunt.
"Oh gawdddd!" she moaned. "Yesss, that's the way! Uhhh, your prick feels so good inside me, lover! Fuck my pussy ... please ... fuck meeeee ... "
Bill's cock pounded with excitement as he felt her cunt walls clasp his prick in convulsive throbbing motions.
Every inch of her pussy was responding to his hard invading cock.
"Jee-zuz, sweet pussy," he grunted. "Shit, you're really a greedy little cunt, you know that? You're bloody well trying to eat me alive, woman."
"Oh Gawd yesss, I want it! I want it!" She thrust her asscheeks up against his belly, trying to establish a fucking rhythm.
That was the last straw for her husband. He had to fuck this round tight little ass bending over in front of him. He had to fuck her sweet little cunt dry.
"Shit, here I go, woman! Spread those thighs!" His hands gripping her ass harshly, he began to pump his prick hard back and forth between her upturned asscheeks.
"Christ it's just like butter in there, baby! What a goddamned hungry twat you got! Shit, it makes my prick feel great!"
"Uuuhhh! Uuuuuuhhhh! Oooohh, your cock feels so good inside me, lover!"
She imagined herself bent over in front of Luke Marshall, his thick cock pummeling her pussy.
Though she realized Bill would hate her for it if he knew what she was thinking, the thought turned her on intensely.
It was wrong.
It was forbidden.
She was a married woman.
But she wanted to experience that innocent man-child's hard prick.
He attracted her like a new candy attracts a kid with a sweet tooth.
Her ass thrust back to meet Bill's long pummeling strokes. Her hair flailed around her face as she clutched the sideboard for support.
"Christ! Take that, you cunt! Oh Jee-zuz, woman! Your pussy's eating me alive! Goddamn, don't you ever get filled up? What a greedy twat! Uuuhhh, I love it! Hot damn, what a bitch!"
Bill thought back to the lunch with the Marshalls.
He'd been looking at Pam's high proud tits through her sweater.
She'd looked up and caught him staring. A funny little shy half-smile had played over her lips, then she had looked away.
What a beauty, he thought hungrily. I bet she'd be a real little mink once she got going. Hell, she doesn't even look like she's discovered who she is yet. What she needs is a good experienced prick to show her a few tricks!
"Move it, cunt!" he shouted.
He brought his hand down smartly on Jane's wriggling right asscheek.
At the moment, Bill figured he'd never been this excited with his wife before.
There was something about the new place, the new situation that was really turning him on.
"Ahhh, oh gawd, honey! You feel so good inside me! Your prick is so nice and hard! Fills me up, baby! Ahh, Jeez, yess ... yesss s ... "
Jane's words became more anxious as her husband stepped up his fucking pace. His cock was fucking furiously in and out of her clutching cunt now.
She could feel the darting pangs of lust ricocheting from her clitoris and her cunt up to her full breasts dangling hidden inside her blouse.
"Oh gawd I'm going to fuck you and fuck you ... shit, your twat's so hot, baby! Christ, my prick's on fire!"
The blonde's excitement was becoming so intense that she was losing all awareness of place and time.
Strange images, intense feelings, shot through her, and she swayed with them.
Her body was building to an intense peak of awareness.
The crisis before the climax.
Though she still fantasized about the image of the handsome farmer, she was fully aware that it was her husband that was fucking her.
His prick was so long and hard and filling. She'd know it anywhere.
She could never fool herself about that.
"That's it, darling! Fuck me, fuck me! Oohhh, I can feel it building, darling! You're going to make me cum, I know it! I can feel it!"
Bill too dismissed his fantasies for the moment. He had to concentrate on his wife and her wiggling cunt.
The knowledge that he was driving her to the brink of orgasm inspired him to new heights of activity.
"Ahh, cunt, sweet, sweet cunt!" he groaned. "Shove that pussy back at me, baby! Christ, I'm going to fill you up with it! I'm going to drown your hot twat in sperm!"
Jane rotated her ass back at him like a madwoman.
He was going to cum in her any minute. She wanted it so much. Her pussy was aching to be doused in his potent juices.
"Yes, yessss, that's it, Bill darling! Fill me up! Gawd, I want to feel you cum in me! Ah, Billy, it's so good ... "
He was pulling her asscheeks forcibly back against him now. Getting the maximum possible penetration.
He could feel his cockhead pummeling her cervix as her pussy flared with passion.
"Shit, you're getting so hot inside, babe! Your cunt's nibbling me like crazy!"
With the frenzy of a horse trying to buck a rider, she thrust her asscheeks furiously back to work out the full power of her orgasm.
Darting firecrackers of lust were exploding all over her writhing body. She moaned as though she were in pain.
And the agony of her release did border on pain. But it was a pain that rivaled divine pleasure.
She felt totally at one with her own sensuality. And she knew that soon she'd want more ... and more....
Visions of the big man with red hair and dirty work boots danced before her lust-glazed eyes.
"Oh Billy ... " she mewled.
"Jee-zuz, woman!" he grunted. "Me too! I'm cumming in that tight little twat of yours!"
The convulsive clutching of her pussy on his prick claimed him. He had to shoot it into her.
He thrust his hips again and again up against her asscheeks. He could feel his hot load shooting far into her cunt.
He felt satisfied. He'd filled her.
Slowly, he pulled his prick from her dripping cunt. He went over to the bed and lay down.
"Jeez, woman," he said. "That was really something. I'm going to have to have some sleep if I'm going to go anywhere tonight."
Jane took off her blouse and her bra.
Naked, she crawled into bed beside her husband.
"I love ya, baby," she murmured as she snuggled against his shoulder.
"Me too."
When he slept, he dreamed of a tall brunette with a tight twitching ass in jeans. She kept beckoning to him, begging him to stick his cock in her hot cunt.
Jane wasn't able to get to sleep. So she daydreamed about what it would be like to wander her hands over Luke's tight-muscled body.
And his cock. Would his cock be as big as the rest of him?
CHAPTER FOUR
After breakfast the next morning, Pam was alone in the kitchen. She was confused and frustrated.
She was taking out her frustration on a big lump of bread dough.
Visions of the previous evening flashed through her mind.
The four of them had gone to dinner as arranged. Then they'd decided to go dancing at the Central Hotel.
They drank champagne. Bill had insisted on treating them all.
Pam was not used to alcohol, and she began to feel giddy after the first glass. Without intending to, she found herself flirting with Bill Chandler.
She had been aware of his eyes following her right from their first meeting.
And last night, the champagne had given her the courage to return some of his interest.
He was unusually handsome, she thought. About six feet, lithe and lean, with a weatherbeaten face that was at once strong and sensual.
His manner was standoffish, but she sensed that underneath his cool exterior lurked a very sensitive man.
She found herself staring at his mouth, wondering what it would be like to kiss it. The way his lower lip jutted out made her want to lean forward and nibble it.
She found herself watching his hands, holding his glass or tapping idly on the table top. She wondered what they would feel like on her body.
A little surge of excitement swept through her.
Filled with self-reproach, she began to knead harshly at the dough.
"Don't be a dimwit, Pam Marshall," she scolded aloud. "You're a married woman. The only thing you're supposed to be interested in other men for is a fourth for bridge."
She watched through the window as the Chandlers emerged from their trailer and got into the car.
Their original intention had been to stay over just one night. But last night, over champagne, they'd decided to stay four or five nights, to get a feel for the place.
Jane had raved about the beauty of the countryside. Pam thought she was a very nice woman, even if she did throw her big tits around a bit too much. That made her feel all the more guilty now as she watched the trim hardness of Bill's hips as he lowered himself into the car.
She loved the way his lumberjack shirt stretched across his shoulders when he moved. She wanted to touch those strong shoulders.
"Gosh darn it!" she exclaimed as she ground her fists into the dough. "Don't think about it, dummy. You're somebody's wife, remember?"
The slow pulsing in her cunt made her remember something else. She'd been cheated of an orgasm yesterday morning.
Her pussy was still dying for cock. Good, hard, long-lasting cock that would take the time to give her what she needed.
Again her thoughts went back to last night. She remembered the big sapphire ring Bill wore on his right pinky finger.
As her hands worked through the dough, she imagined the hand roving over her naked body.
Tweaking her nipples.
Prodding into the dark secrets of her wet craving cunt.
"Oh God, I'm hopeless," she moaned.
She reached over and turned on the radio. To take her mind off her fantasies, she forced herself to sing along with the pop tune.
"I love the way you do it to me, baby ... "
It didn't help much, but she did finish kneading the dough. She set it over the pilot light on the stove to rise.
As she was about to go into the living room with a dust rag, she was startled by an abrupt rapping at the kitchen door.
She went over and opened it, surprised to see no one.
Then a sharp bark made her look down. "Hey, Sam, it's you," she said. "I thought we had ghosts for a minute. Are you lonely, boy? Did your folks go away and leave you all alone?"
The animal nuzzled his head into her hand, coaxing her to pet him. Pam was glad to oblige.
She loved animals, and she thought Sam was a particularly handsome, well-mannered specimen.
"Gee, boy, I've got an idea," she said. "The heck with dusting. It's such a beautiful day out there, why don't you and I go for a nice walk?"
The animal barked again.
"You like that idea, fella? Great, then it's all settled."
She untied the scarf from her hair and closed the kitchen door firmly behind her.
Her first impulse was to head toward the field where Luke would be working this morning. Then she thought better of it, and decided to head up the road and over toward the old mill pond instead.
It would be good to just sit by herself for a while, with Sam for quiet company.
She walked slowly up the road and across the empty fields. She loved the feel of the hot sun on her face and the gentle breeze rippling the skirt of her dress.
When she got to the pond, she pulled her skirt up around her thighs and let her legs dangle in the cool water.
Sam lay next to her and rested his head on her lap. He licked her hand enthusiastically when she ran it over his muzzle.
"You sure are a nice boy," she murmured. "I wish all men were as easy to get along with as you."
The hot sun made her feel drowsy and she lay back on the soft grass.
The dog's head lolled over her thigh. She found his weight against her somehow comforting.
She was half-asleep when she was startled by a telltale pressure up between her thighs. She looked down.
The dog had nosed his muzzle in under her dress and was prodding against the crotch of her panties.
To her surprise, she felt neither disgust nor aversion.
She felt good.
Damn good.
"Ohhh, Sam, darling," she whispered. "What are you doing? You're not supposed to be in there, you big devil."
As though encouraged by her words, Sam pressed his nose harder against her cunt slit.
Out of curiosity, Pam raised her skirt so she could see more clearly what he was doing. She pulled it up around her waist.
The young brunette experienced a lewd surge of lust as she watched the furry animal head nudging against her white briefs.
"Mmmm, feels good, Sam," she cooed.
She knew she should push him away. But she couldn't bring herself to.
Not yet.
The frustrated housewife realized the dog must have been attracted by the odor of her earlier arousal.
Thoughts of Bill Chandler had undoubtedly moistened her panty-crotch. And left the telltale aroma of her heat there.
That must be what he was after.
The big black animal became more insistent. His nose pushed more forcefully against her vulnerable cunt slit.
"Oohhh, Sammm," she murmured.
All the last few days' frustration came sweeping in on her as her pussy started to pulse with open desire.
She could avoid no longer the urgent need broiling her long-denied cunt.
She needed something to relieve the ache. She needed it desperately.
The pressure of Sam's nose prodded relentlessly at her sensitive clitoris.
"Oh gawd! Uuuhhh, it feels good! It's beautiful, Sam darling! Do you want to make me feel better, baby? I need it. I really need it."
Scarcely aware of what she was doing, the young housewife reached down and grasped the band of her panties. She began to wriggle them down over her ass.
It didn't occur to Pam that what she was about to let Sam do to her was something she'd never even allowed her husband to do.
Somehow it didn't strike her as being that fearsome thing--cunnilingus.
It was natural for animals to feel things with their tongues. If Sam wanted to lick her ... down there ... she would let him.
Her cunt cried for it.
She had been cheated of her orgasm yesterday morning. This time she was determined to get what she so desperately needed.
Slowly she uncovered the crinkly dark patch of her pussy hair. Looking hard at it, she could just make out the hard bud of her aroused clitoris peeking out at her.
She kicked off her panties and parted her legs slightly.
Then she lay back and waited to see what the dog would do.
The anticipation was almost more than she could bear.
She felt her clitoris pulsing heatedly.
Her whole body was tensed, awaiting the first assault of that of that long prick dog tongue.
At last it came.
"Oh Sam, oh Sam ... gawd, it's good! It's ... aarrrgghhh ... beeee-autiful, baby! Do it! Do it to meee!" The animal swept his tongue all the way up from her puckered asshole to her palpitating clitoris. He began to make short little jabbing licks at the hardened nubbin.
"Oh ... oh jeez! Sammy, lick meee! Lick my pussy, baby! Gawd, it's so hot! Soooo hot!" Naked from the waist down, the shapely brunette writhed wantonly on the grass. Her firm thighs parted even farther, allowing the dog easier access to her burning cunt.
The muscles in her legs stood out noticeably as her entire body tensed with erotic excitement.
Her long black hair fanned out on the grass around her. Her head rocked jerkily from side to side.
"Oh gaxx-w-d, it's so good! Mmmm, yesss! Aaaagghhh!"
Overcome with the intense force of her building passion, she reached up and began to massage her tits through her dress.
She could feel the nipples swelling, standing up hard and excited. So hard they were noticeable even through the double covering of dress and bra.
"Ahhhh, mmmm. Yesss, do it to meeee! My cunt has never felt so hot, Sam darling!
The accumulated frustration of long weeks and months surged from her inner being.
She was like a wild thing--trying to make up in one impulsive unnatural act for all the frustration she'd known in her marriage.
She loved her husband. She wanted things to be good between them.
But they weren't.
Now all she wanted to do was drown her doubts in a long orgy of sexual self-indulgence.
Maybe a good strong orgasm would help put things in perspective again.
Maybe then she could quit daydreaming about other women's husbands.
"Ahhh, yesss, Sammy ... fuck me with your tongue like that! Do it to me, baby! Ah yes, ah yes, ah yesssss!"
There was nothing holding her back.
As the dog's tongue swept up over her juicy pussy slit again and again, she writhed and moaned in wanton ecstasy.
This was what she needed. To be taken right outside herself by the sheer force of unbridled sexual energy.
The German shepherd worked his long tongue tirelessly over her seeping cunt. He seemed to enjoy the flavor of her juices. His tongue probed more boldly, seeking out more of the tangy taste.
It jabbed right up into the clenched hole of her cunt.
"Aaaiijeeee ... oh yesss, beautiful! Do it like that, Sammy darling! Put your tongue right up inside me! I love it ... ahhhh, yes, I do! I do!"
Even in her sensual delirium, Pam experienced a moment's amazement at her own abandon.
She could scarcely believe it was her own mild-manner, unadventurous self who was churning out of control under a dog's jabbing tongue.
Writhing under the big beast's head, she waited for the tongue to penetrate her cunt hole again.
But it kept missing. It lapped hungrily around and around her swollen clitoris instead.
Soon she became totally absorbed in that tantalizing sensation.
She could feel unmistakable jabs of urgent lust torturing her every nerve-ending as he worked.
"Mmmm, oh yesss. Lick my clit, doggie baby! Oohhh, it's so hard and swollen! It feels just like it's going to explode! Aarrggghhh, I can hardly stand it, it's so good, sooo good!"
As though he had understood her lewd encouragement, the dog set to his task more eagerly.
He stood up between her legs and licked her clitoris with intensified vigor. Then he again nudged his tongue up into her cunt hole, brushing her clit with his cold nose as he did so.
"Eeee!" she squealed. "Oohh, I love it! I love it! Cripes, my pussy feels so excited, so excited, baby! Do it to me some more! You're going to make me cum, my darling! I can feel it!"
Writhing passionately on the ground, the warm sun caressing her half-naked body, she strove to meet the crisis growing inside her.
Beside herself with need, she pulled her dress even higher up around her. Then she unfastened her bra and pulled it up over her tits.
She grabbed a firm little mound in each hand and began to tweak her nipples.
They grew even harder under her caresses. Pleasure-pangs darted from her swollen tits to her cunt and back again. The young wife was an inferno of peaking desire. Oblivious to everything but the raw sensation ricocheting throughout her awakened loins.
"Oh gawd, oh cripes, aaaahhhh ... it's so good, so good! Mmmmm, lick my cunt harder! That's the way, baby! Oooohhhh ... "
As she sighed, she was intensely aware of the feelings building to a hot crescendo in her squirming cunt.
There was an incredible tantalizing release lurking just inches ... or moments ... or tongue-stabs away.
She had to have it. She had to.
The brunette arched her loins a little into the air, thrusting her cunt up against the animal's muzzle.
Again and again she slammed her desire-pulsing pussy against his nose. All her energy focused in her cunt. She was determined to drive the demons from her loins.
The dog caught the contagion of her excitement and licked more urgently.
He had to work harder, to keep up with the fury of her movements.
"Yesss, yesss!" she wailed. "Fuck me with your tongue! Make me cum, Sammy! Do it for Pammy! Gawd, ah shit, it's happening ... I don't believe it ... Christ, it's beautiful, it's beautiful ... I'm cummming!"
She bucked her loins up against him again and again, till the full intensity of her climax was spent.
Then she let herself go.
Like a rubber doll, her limbs went limp.
She was sated.
She glowed.
Her mouth curved in a broad, contented smile.
"Man, that was really something, Pam baby. You're an even hotter cunt than I gave you credit for."
Her smile turned into a grimace of icy terror.
Bill Chandler was standing over her.
He leered down at her shamelessly exposed body.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. His voice was contorted with lust. "I've been dreaming about you since the minute I met you. And I think the time's come to do something about it."
CHAPTER FIVE
Pam was terrified.
For a moment she was unable to move. Then, realizing the vulnerability of her position, she tried to pull down her dress. To cover her naked cunt and tits.
He wouldn't let her.
Bill fell on his knees beside her and pinned her hands down.
"Don't do that, baby," he said. "I've been thinking about your cute little tits and your pussy. Now I want to have a good look at them."
Sam paced around the humans, his tail wagging enthusiastically. He was obviously glad to see his master.
"Sit down, Sam," Bill said, without even looking at the dog.
The big German shepherd obeyed at once.
The sinewy man gazed down at the frightened beauty pinned beneath him.
He couldn't believe his good luck. He'd dropped Jane off in town to do some shopping. He decided he'd just as soon spend the afternoon on the farm.
In the back of his mind was the hope of getting Pam Marshall alone.
He'd never dreamed he'd be able to get her in a vulnerable position like this--all hot and bothered from letting the dog eat her pussy.
He saw her crossing the fields when he was turning off the highway. He followed her.
For a while he lost her. But he discovered the mill pond just as she was getting off with the dog.
Now he had no doubts at all about what he wanted to happen next.
He looked eagerly down at her small, firm, white tits with their softly swollen pink nipples. Then his gaze dropped to her cunt.
The dark tangle of hair there glittered from the wet juices of her orgasm.
"Jesus, what a sweet body," he breathed.
At last Pam managed to find her voice.
She had calmed down enough that her fear had subsided to an acute embarrassment.
What must this man think of her? God, would he tell Luke?
"Bill ... " she began.
Her voice faltered as she looked into his dark-brown eyes that locked to hers.
"What is it, beautiful?" he asked.
Crazy as it was, she felt a pang of earthy desire grab her cunt. Her own awakened sensuality responded instinctively to his raw lust.
She could tell he would be a powerful, sensual lover. It showed in his face.
And, wrong as it was, her body wanted him.
Her cunt pulsed with her urgent hunger.
The fact that he was pinning her arms down to her sides only made her hotter.
His brute strength was turning her on.
Bill read her indecision in her face. Without giving her a chance to go on, he bent forward and kissed her.
He forced his tongue between her lips and searched out the dark wet recesses of her mouth.
She struggled against him for a moment, but it was purely a token gesture.
Within seconds her tongue was jabbing into his mouth, entwining with his. Her lips sucked on his mouth ravenously, as though she depended on him for the breath of life.
When they broke away from the long embrace, they were both breathing heavily.
"Shit, your mouth is fantastic," Bill groaned. He could feel his cock pulsing inside his jeans with a hard rhythmic beat. He wanted this tall lithe beauty like he hadn't wanted anything in a long time. "Oooohhh," she mewled. She could feel the heat throbbing in her aroused cunt. She knew she was wet down there.
Her whole body wanted him with an urgent passion.
"We mustn't do this," she said. "You're married. I'm married ... it's wrong ... "
Even as she spoke, her mouth reached up for his when he fell on her again.
Their kiss this time was even more abandoned, more hotly intense.
"It's all right, you know, as long as we're married," he quipped when he came up for air.
She was too excited to respond to his joke as a joke.
"But ... no ... it would kill Luke. He might even kill me. Oh gawd, I don't know."
He let go the grip he held on her and began to run his hands over her taut curves.
Pam looked down to the proud hillock of one shapely breast. She watched his hand--the one that wore the sapphire ring--fondling her nipple.
It stood up hard and tight under his touch.
Just seeing how her body responded to him made her want him more.
"Christ, what tits!" he exclaimed. "I've never seen anything like them. They're so smooth and soft ... hard too ... gawd, you turn me on, kid!"
Her nipples poked up at him and he imagined they were begging for more of his caresses.
"Jeez, you're a hot cunt, too," he whispered. "You want me, baby. I can tell you want me. Your tits wouldn't be all swollen like that unless you were as anxious for it as I am."
Impulsively he bent his head forward and began to suck one of her perky nipples while a hand tweaked and pulled at the other.
"Oh gawd ... no ... no, I don't want ... aaahhh, it's so ... gawd, it's beautiful! My body feels so excited, Bill! But we mustn't ... please, let me up ... "
It was one of her last feeble concessions to morality.
Her body, already so hotly aroused by the dog's tonguing, was ready to betray her conscience.
She was red hot.
She had enjoyed what the dog did to her.
But she wanted more. She wanted to abandon herself to sensuality.
The hot sun playing over her shamelessly exposed body made her want to be taken. Despite her reservations about being true to Luke, she couldn't help loving the feel of Bill's hard wiry body.
His loins straddled hers, pinning her down. His mouth on her tit was slightly rough.
From time to time, he would take a bite at the rubbery button. His hands massaged her breasts roughly as he worked.
"Jee-zuz, oh my ... Bill, what are you doing to me? I've never had my breasts sucked like this ... aahhh, it hurts ... yes, do it like that do it to me some more ... "
The wild pulsing in the man's pants was becoming more and more urgent.
His desire for this unawakened country beauty was intense. He realized she was a real little firebrand--just waiting for the right man to help her realize her potential.
He wanted to be that man.
He wanted to watch her writhing in agonizing pleasure--learning the forbidden secrets of her voluptuous young body.
"Oohhh, it's good, it's good! Suck my titties like that! More! More!"
Her greediness, her appetite for his mouth on her breasts, drove him on to more erotic exploration of her lean curves.
One hand massaged the flat, smoothly muscled plane of her belly. Then he felt the wiry mat of her pubic hair.
Drawn as though by a magnet, his finger inched down over her clitoris, wet from the dog's tongue.
The finger sought out the yielding hole to her cunt and shoved.
It soared up inside in one smooth wet motion.
"Yesss! Oh gawd, yesss! It's good, it's so good! Your finger feels so nice and hard in my pussy!"
He raised his head and watched her lovely face contorting with lust. Eyes closed, she tossed her long dark hair fitfully from side to side.
"Mmmm, I love it! I love what you're doing to me, Bill. I've never felt this ... open before. I don't understand. It's wrong ... "
Before she could start worrying about rights and wrongs again, he shoved his finger far up into her wet craving cunt. He wriggled it around up inside, as far as it would go.
"Aaaahhh!" she moaned.
Her loins bucked up toward his impaling finger. She obviously wanted more.
Wanted everything he had to give her.
"Do you like that, baby?" he asked her.
He couldn't stop looking at her beauty. The way her mouth twisted with her hunger. The way her tits bobbed in time to the churning of her hips. The way her belly muscles stood out when she strained for more of him.
Joining two fingers, he sent them up into her clutching cunt. He watched her face react to this larger, more filling invasion.
"Aaaggghhh, uuhhh, mmm, it's good! Oh baby, my pussy feels so nice inside! It's so hot and wet! You turn me on, baby, you really do!"
If Pam had been able to stand detached to the side, she would never have recognized herself.
There she was with her dress pushed up around her neck. Writhing shamelessly beneath the lewdly buried hand of a near-stranger.
Urging him on with her wanton words.
Begging for more of his fingers with her clutching cunt.
"Oh, do it to me! Do it to meeee!"
"Anything you want, baby. Shit, you've got a hot little twat! It's all warm and juicy inside!"
"Oh gawd, I feel so excited! I never knew I could be like this! Mmmm, I love it! I love it!"
Bill pumped his fingers lewdly in and out of her clasping cunt hole. They moved easily in her wet channel.
He was amazed by the strong grasp of her cunt muscles as they clutched at him.
"Ooohh, fuck me with your hand! Aarrrggghhh!"
Her cunt ground down wantonly against his steadily skewering fingers.
For just a moment, the young wife felt a pang of guilt. She had never reacted to her husband like this.
She had never felt this aroused in her whole life.
Her cunt was sopping wet. Her whole body was convulsing with her naked hunger.
She wanted more.
She'd take anything he wanted to dish out.
The brunette opened her eyes suddenly. She wanted to see what he was doing as he moved against her.
For a few seconds the sunlight blinded her.
Then she saw he was poised astride her chest. He'd pulled his prick from his pants and it was pointed right at her chin.
She felt a pang of fear.
The fantasy was fast moving into the realm of reality.
"Bill, please no. Please, let me up!"
She struggled to raise herself to a sitting position. But he lowered his ass onto her tits and held her down.
Throughout all his maneuvering, he'd managed to keep his fingers buried in her cunt.
Now they set up their rhythmic stroking once again.
As he reached behind him to stroke her twat, his other hand guided his swollen cock toward her mouth.
"What are you doing to me? What are you doing?" she cried.
There was an obvious excitement mixed with her anxiety.
She couldn't take her eyes off the mushroom-shaped head of his cock.
Her cunt thrust up toward his impaling fingers once again. Again her juices flowed freely over his hand.
"Oh gawd, I can't do this," she moaned as she felt his cock tip brush over her lips.
She had never let her husband stick his prick in her mouth. How could she do it for this near-stranger--this man from the big city who also happened to be someone else's husband?
Her mind rebelled totally against such a lewd act. But her body wanted it. Her body wanted his strength to force her to take that intriguing-looking cock into her mouth.
"How do you like the taste of my cock, baby?" he asked her harshly as he pressed his cock tip more relentlessly against her pursed lips.
He could see there was a little thread of semen seeping from the glans. He wanted her to taste it.
He wanted to see her reach out and lap her tongue over his throbbing prick.
"No, no, I don't like it," she protested. "I can't do this! I've never done this in my life! I ... mmmppphhh!"
The realization that the young beauty's mouth was virgin drove him to immediate action.
Lunging his hips forward, he forced his pulsing cock far into the back of her throat.
He smiled sadistically as he watched her eyes grow wide with the strain of taking all his swollen girth. For a moment, the fear in her eyes turned to desperation.
Then--as she learned how to keep from choking--the look of desperation turned to lust.
Despite her higher instincts, Pam found herself beginning to nibble experimentally at the fat fleshy instrument in her mouth.
Bill's fingers sawing into her cunt fed the fire of her excitement.
As did the tangy taste of the seeping drop of semen on his cockhead.
She'd expected to find the flavor revolting. But instead, she began to lap eagerly at the little slit in the end, seeking more of the piquant-tasting juice seeping from his cock.
It was good--so good, what he was doing to her.
"Suck it, cunt!" he ordered her through clenched teeth.
In his excitement, he grabbed her hair and began to guide her head back and forth.
His hard passion only drove her to higher peaks of rampant arousal.
Her ovaled lips worked slavishly along his sawing cock. From time to time she extended her tongue and stabbed hungrily at his fleshy cockhead.
The idea that she was his slave ... that she had no choice but to do his bidding ... excited her tremendously.
This was what Pam in her heart of hearts had always imagined passion to be. She had always been a little disappointed that Luke hadn't let himself go like this with her.
This was her dream of being swept away despite herself.
And she loved it.
She loved the taste and the feel of this swollen prick between her lips.
Wriggling her cunt against his hand, she sucked the man's cock like a madwoman.
Now that she was trapped like this, her ambition was to feel him cum in her mouth.
It excited her, the idea of being filled up with his thick white cum.
Of feeling it filling her mouth and spattering her lips.
Bill couldn't believe the brunette's enthusiasm.
For a woman who'd never sucked cock before, she was learning mighty fast. Her mouth felt incredible, the way it worked warmly and wetly along his throbbing cockshaft.
Her lips nibbled his prick like a soft little creature with a life all its own. Their texture was like honey.
He had to grit his teeth to fight back the waves of titillation that assaulted his excited loins.
He didn't want to blow yet. He had plans for the further violation of Mrs. Pam Marshall.
"Aaahh, jeez, honey, what a sweet little mouth you got!" he grunted.
His hand continued to guide her head back and forth, back and forth.
"Ah, shit, suck it, bitch! Christ, I've never had a sweet head-job like this before! Goddamn, woman, you're a natural!"
The big man synchronized the strokes of his fingers moving in and out of her cunt with those of his cock parting her lips.
"Hhnnn, jee-zuz! Uuhhh, I knew you'd be sensational, baby! I could tell by the way you wriggled that sweet ass of yours!"
"Mmmm, I love it. I love the taste of your beautiful cock," she mewled greedily. Then her mouth closed again over his rigid prick.
Driven on by a need to do more to her, he pulled his fingers from her cunt. Grabbing her by head and ass, he rolled over onto his back.
She was forced to follow him. So engrossed was she in her task of sucking his prick that she made no murmur of protest.
Crawling up onto hands and knees between his thighs made it easier for her to suck his cock.
She missed the feel of his fingers in her cunt. Automatically, she began to sway her ass in the air.
The gesture was an erotic remembrance of the fires of lust still burning in her wet pussy.
Bill grinned eagerly to himself. He had her where he wanted her now.
That sweet little round ass of hers was waving in the air like a flag.
It wouldn't take much to get the dog to respond to that familiar bit of temptation.
He gripped her head firmly on either side, guided her mouth up and down his shining cock shaft.
He wanted to make sure she'd have no chance of getting away when he sprung the surprise on her.
"Ah, shit, that's it, doll! Suck my cock, baby! Mmmm, sweet mouth! Sweet greedy little mouth ... "
He could see she was turned on by his encouragement.
She gripped the base of his cock firmly and sucked for dear life.
It was then he sprung the surprise.
"Come on, Sam. Time to play. Up, boy, up!"
The words didn't register their meaning on young Pam until she felt animal paws clasping her hips.
No, it couldn't be! she thought desperately.
She tried to pull her head from his cock to look around, but it was no use. His hands held her tight.
Then she could feel a hard cudgel-like weight slapping against her thighs.
With a shock of dull horror, she realized it was the dog's cock.
He must have gotten excited from observing and smelling the humans.
Now Bill was trying to get him to fuck her!
Oh no, oh my gawd no! she cried to herself. But she could get no words out. All that escaped was a muffled moan.
Her mouth was full of cock.
Bill could feel her struggling against his hands, and it excited him.
Realizing how frightened she was acted as an incentive to his lust. He had no doubt she'd turn on to that stiff dog prick once she felt it inside her cunt.
Pam was just as sexy as his wife Jane. Like Jane, she was bound to start begging for more once she discovered the perverse thrill of dog-fucking.
"Why don't you just relax and enjoy it, baby?" he told her. "I guarantee you'll like it once you find out what it's like. Sam's got a nice big prick, Pammy. It'll fill you up good, believe me."
The young farm woman experienced a momentary thrill of excitement as she contemplated the total perversion of having a dog fuck her pussy.
It was too depraved to believe.
No ... she couldn't do it! She was a respectable woman ... she was Luke's wife. She couldn't....
Suddenly she was struck by a shock of combined excitement and fear.
The animal was trying to bury his prick in her pussy. His cockhead stabbed lewdly against her soft cunt flesh.
"Hnnnhh," she moaned around the swollen cock in her mouth.
Good, what was she going to do?
Nothing.
The answer hit her like a ton of bricks.
There was nothing she could do but let it happen.
She was trapped by a pair of strong hands between a swollen human prick and a rock-hard dog cock.
One was already buried in her mouth.
One was eagerly seeking her cunt.
Despite her better instincts, she began to tremble with the depraved excitement of what was happening to her.
Again and again the dog's stiff cockhead stabbed her cunt slit. Then....
"Oh gawd, oh gawd!" she wailed. The shock of penetration was so great that she was able to pull free of Bill's hands for a moment.
But she didn't get far. She was now the prisoner of the German shepherd's swollen cock. The animal's tapered prick rammed far up into her belly. Once the initial invasion was complete, he began to fuck in and out of her cunt.
He wasted no time in establishing a hard-driving rhythm that buffeted her taut round asscheeks as though she were nothing but a ragdoll. For a moment Pam thought she felt pain. But the feeling passed so quickly she had no time to react to it.
Before she could have counted to five she was feeling pleasure.
Raw intense pleasure.
Pleasure that turned her body to putty and her mind to ashes.
More ... she wanted more. She wanted to be filled up.
"Oh gawd, Bill!" she moaned. "It feels good! It feels damned good! Oh shit! Uuuuhhh, I want it! I want Sam to fuck me and fuck me ... "
She closed her lips over Bill's cock and resumed her sucking rhythm.
Only this time it was synchronized with the dog's hard lunges up into her flaring pussy.
It was so amazingly good.
She'd never been able to let go like this in her life before. She was experiencing for the first time the full potency of her femaleness.
"Oh Christ, oh gawd it's good! Bill, I love the taste of your big cock, baby! And ooohh, Sammy's doing such wonderful things to my pussy!"
"Is Sam doing a good job of fucking your sweet twat, baby?" Bill asked lustfully. "Gawd, you're a hot cunt! Shit, my cock's on fire! Keep it up, doll! Keep it up!"
His brain reeling with lust, he watched her dark hair flail over his belly and chest.
She was moving like a woman possessed by the devil.
Her whole body rocked back to let her cunt suck up that hard dog prick.
"Ahh, shit ... oh lovers, your pricks are so good to me!" she groaned lewdly. "Fuck, do it to me, do it to me! Ahh, gawd, I want your jism in my cunt, Bill! Will you let me have it, baby?"
Her lips sucked ravenously on his sensitive cock-head. If he wasn't careful, she'd be swallowing his load a lot sooner than he intended.
Pam stuck out her tongue and licked greedily at the bulbous head of Bill's prick.
"Mmmm, yummy, tastes good," she moaned.
Then her excitement became more urgent once again.
"Ahh, shit, fuck my mouth with your prick, lover! Do it for Pammy!"
For a woman who'd never sworn before in her life, Pam was turning into an uninhibited woman of the world. The feelings soaring through her belly were so intense, she felt she needed a broader vocabulary to do them justice. She needed to beg for cock in the kind of hard rough language that went with the gut feelings she was experiencing.
"Aaahhh, I love the taste of your cock, Billy! Mmm, am I sucking it right? Am I making you feel good?"
"Jee-zuz Christ, woman! You're sensational! You've got the sweetest mouth I ever dipped my prick into! Uuuhhh, that's it, cunt! Suck, suck! Jee-zuz!"
Again Bill grabbed her head and fucked hard up into her willing mouth.
She opened wide to accommodate him. Then she made a tight hole of her lips and pulled on his cock like it was an all-day sucker.
Through his hands he could feel the energy with which the dog was fucking her cunt.
Her whole body reverberated with the power of his thrusts, and with the wanton churnings of her response.
"Ah, Christ, hot cunt! Sweet hot cunt!"
He looked up at the face of the animal who was stroking his prick so energetically into the female's pussy.
Sam looked like he was grinning. Bill couldn't blame him.
What they were sharing was something special.
Something to grin about.
When Jane had insisted they stop off at the little storybook farmhouse, the last thing Bill had expected was to get royally sucked by the lady of the house.
He was gaining a new respect for the country.
If this was the kind of cunt country-folks bred, then more power to them.
He was more than happy to consume his fair share.
"Ahhh, jee-zuz, woman, keep doing it! Fuck, you're driving me nuts! You want me to squirt my load into that sweet throat, you keep doing it just like that! Hhnnnhh!"
That was what she wanted, and that was what she did.
With the energy of an athlete, she began to bob her head more and more urgently up and down Bill's prick.
At the same time she slammed her ass back to meet the dog's tireless, powerful thrusts.
She rocked lewdly back and forth between the two demanding cocks. Taking one deep into her throat. The other far into her cunt.
Her goal was to have them fill her up--from both ends.
Her method was sure-fire.
For long moments, Bill let himself drift with the sensation she was dealing his rigid cock.
Then, almost before he knew it, the little darts of fire had snuck up on him. They forced him to blow his wad, shoot a long stream far into her hungry throat.
He held her head over his squirting prick, forcing her to swallow all his cum. She made no protests. In fact, she gulped eagerly, relishing the piquant taste of his jism.
As she sucked, she felt the dog's strokes into her cunt became faster, shorter.
The young brunette realized the animal too was cumming.
She was achieving her dream.
She was being filled up with sperm from both ends.
The thought drove her to a writhing frenzy that sent her over the summit to her own orgasm.
"Oh fuck, oh shit, oh piss, baby, I'm cummingg-g!" she wailed. "Oh gawd, it's so good, lovers! So wonderful!"
Wild waves of excitement washed over her every nerve-ending as she struggled with the overwhelming force of her release.
It was only when the worst of the crisis was over that she began to lap at Bill's prick again. Until then, she could be conscious of nothing but her own explosion.
His cock was soft now, but she loved the sensual feel of it in her mouth.
She sucked on it like a baby, using it like a pacifier, for comfort.
At last she was jerked back to reality by the movement of the dog dismounting from her hips.
Through her disheveled mass of dark hair, she looked up at the face of the man she had just sucked to orgasm.
She felt a little shy. But a twinge in her pussy conquered that shyness.
"I don't know what happened to me, Bill," she said. "But I liked it. I really loved what you did to me. You turn me on."
"You turn me on too, baby," he told her. "Shit, I haven't gotten off that strong in I don't know how long."
They smiled at each other.
"There's something else I want," she whispered.
"What's that, baby?"
"Before you head back home, I want to feel this beautiful prick of yours up in my cunt. I think it would feel awfully good."
Christ, what a woman!
"I think that could be arranged, baby," he said.
He reached down and stroked her cheek.
They made their way back to the farm separately, so as not to arouse suspicion.
Sam returned as he'd come, with Pam.
Her walk was a little lighter now, her smile brighter, more relaxed.
"I knew a walk would do me good," she said mischievously.
She refused to feel guilty--yet. She wanted to enjoy fully all the good feelings stored up in her belly.
CHAPTER SIX
Jane had made some observations during the first couple of days of her stay at the farm.
Though she liked to lie in bed late, she always woke up early. So she had a look at the dawn before she fell asleep again.
She noticed Luke Marshall started his chores at dawn.
And the first place he went was the barn, to tend to the dairy herd.
She wanted to fuck him so bad she could taste it.
The problem was opportunity.
After some thought, she decided opportunity lay in the barn. While their unsuspecting spouses still slept.
On the morning of the third day, she crept quietly from bed and threw a robe around her shoulders.
Then she beckoned to Sam and, with the dog for company, made her way from the trailer to the barn.
The first faint rays of color were beginning to show in the eastern sky.
There was just barely enough light to help her find her way to a clean bed of hay in an empty corner stall.
She covered the hay with her robe and knelt down.
The adventurous blonde could feel telltale traces of moisture tantalizing her pussylips.
The boldness of what she was doing excited her.
She planned to seduce Luke by letting him catch her fucking Sam. She figured it would turn him on. And she hoped it would put him in a strong enough position that he wouldn't be afraid to approach her.
The experienced older woman realized Luke was shy. She wanted to give him every opportunity to make the first advance. And to think it was his own idea.
She felt intuitively it would be better for both of them that way.
Balancing herself on hands and knees, she reached back and began to play with her clitoris.
"Come on, Sam, darling. I want you to have a look at my pussy, okay? See if it turns you on."
The animal approached and began to sniff at her pussy slit. Her excitement had already produced a strong aroma there.
He extended his tongue and licked roughly up from her clitoris to her puckered asshole.
The taste seemed to suit him. He made several long swipes at her sensitive genitals.
"Oh, that's it, Sammy darling. Lick my pussy for me, baby. Oooohh, feels good, sooo good!"
Inspired by her own brazen wantonness, she began to churn her asscheeks lewdly back against the dog's muzzle.
She wanted him to get excited. To get hard enough to penetrate her hungry pussy.
The thought of the innocent young farmer discovering her fucking a dog sent a new surge of lust soaring through her loins.
She was enjoying how wanton she felt, how totally promiscuous.
"Mmmm, your tongue's so rough, baby. It does such good things to my little pussy. Uuuhhh, I can feel I'm all wet inside already, Sammy. I'm ready for you, baby!"
Her eyes clouded with lust, she looked back over her shoulder to see what effect licking her pussy was having on the dog.
Sure enough, his red shaft was peeking from his furry cocksheath. It was only partially erect.
Jane knew exactly what she wanted to do next. She twisted around and took hold of the animal's tapered cock. She watched his cock shaft pulsing with life.
The thought of the delicious sensations it would bring her craving cunt drove her to lascivious abandon.
Opening her mouth wide, she lowered her head and began to suck the dog's prick.
"Mmm," she groaned.
The image of her own debasement fired the seeds of her lust. She began to work her lips up and down his swelling shaft.
Within moments her mouth had worked its miracle.
The dog's prick was fully erect. It glistened lewdly in the soft dawn light.
While her hand continued to work up and down the dog's cock, she gazed down greedily at his stiff shaft.
"Oh, Sammy baby," she moaned. "Your prick's so nice and hard, baby. I want it in me. I want you to fuck me with your big cock!"
On hands and knees, she maneuvered herself around so her round ass was poised right in front of the dog.
She reached back and patted her buttocks. "Come on, Sammy," she mewled, her voice thick with excitement. "Come on up, baby. Mama wants you to fuck her now!"
She swayed her ass in the air in lewd anticipation of the dog's tapered red cock.
The German shepherd rose to his feet and sniffed up between her asscheeks. He licked her pussy slit once, then he mounted her.
"Oh gawd ... on Sammy, put your prick in me, boy! I need it so bad!"
The woman's eyes were glazed with lust as she felt the heavy cock shaft dangling between her thighs. She thrust her ass back, trying to help him penetrate her wet ready cunt.
"Do it to me, Sammy! Fuck me! Come on, boy! You know how to find it!"
Again and again his cock tip slammed against her yielding pussy flesh. As many times, it fell back, denied its goal.
At last his prick slipped up inside her pussy. The dog began to fuck the squealing blonde with hard, strong strokes.
* * *
Luke Marshall hadn't quite wiped the sleep from his eyes when he entered the barn that morning.
He still felt dull. He wasn't looking forward to the long day's work ahead of him.
The first thing he heard when he'd closed the barn doors behind him made him razor sharp.
"Oh gawd ... oh Sammy, put your prick in me, boy! I need it so bad!"
Automatically the big redhead put his hand to his ear and shook it.
He couldn't possibly be hearing straight.
But further encouraging words in the same vein made him move on tiptoe down toward the back of the barn.
He peeked over the top of the last stall and was greeted by the most incredible sight of his whole young life.
Jane Chandler--the good-looking blonde city-woman he'd had the hots for ever since he met her--was kneeling on a robe on the hay.
She was thrusting her ass back against her dog's hairy loins. And she was obviously trying to get the animal to fuck her!
While the innocent farmer watched in amazement, the dog's tapered red prick found and penetrated her eager pussy.
Luke's jaw dropped open in amazement. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined anything this weird, this perverted ... this exciting.
There she was--her luscious big tits dangling under her, her ass churning excitedly back against the dog's loins.
"Oohh, you're fucking me so good, Sammy! More, more! Keep doing it to meee!"
Luke couldn't believe the animal's energy. His red prick was a streak of color as it flashed in and out of her cunt.
It glistened lewdly with the juices of her excitement.
"I'm so hot, Sammy, I can hardly believe it! Shit, you're going to make me cum in no time, baby! I can feel it! I can feel it building in my belly! Ooohh, so good ... so good ... "
Despite his shock at the city woman's total abandon, Luke felt his prick growing rock hard inside his overalls.
The very perversity of what he was witnessing drove him to pulsing arousal.
Even without the added thrill of what she was doing, the sight of the blonde's lush naked body would have had him hard in an instant.
Her tits were so full and soft-looking. Her waist was so taut, even though her hips flared out round and ample below.
She was the farmer's ideal of femininity.
He ached to feel his cock penetrating her soft wet cunt. Just the thought of how hot she must be inside made his cock pulse harder.
Luke had never fucked a sophisticated mature woman. In fact, other than his wife, he could count his sexual experiences on his fingers.
The thought of fucking a woman so totally in tune with her own sensuality turned him on.
As he watched her moaning and churning back against the dog, a lewd thought struck him.
She looked so excited, he could bet she was ready for anything.
Her full moist lips were parted slightly, swollen with the heat of her excitement. They attracted the inexperienced young husband like a magnet.
He wanted to feel them clasped around his stiff prick.
Slowly he began to pull his fly down.
"Mmmm, gawd yesss, fuck me, Sammy! Fuck me like that!"
Jane could feel the juices of her arousal flowing freely down her shaking thighs.
The horny blonde couldn't remember ever feeling this titillated before.
She knew Luke was in the barn. She'd noticed the shaft of light when he opened the door. The thought that he was somewhere nearby watching her made her feel weak with erotic anticipation.
What was he thinking? Did he want her? Did what she was doing turn him on?
Her answer came sooner than she expected.
The first thing she saw was a pair of big tan work boots.
Her gaze continued on up over a pair of baggy overalls ... stopped for a moment at the fleshy shaft of his swollen cock.
"Gawd, what a big cock," she breathed. Her eyes were wide with admiration.
She looked up at the younger man's face. She couldn't help grinning at the look of raw lust she read there.
His thick red curls framed a face that betrayed pure desire. His green eyes shone down at her.
Unable to keep her eyes off his cock for long, she returned to surveying the swollen mushroom-shaped head and thick shaft.
"What a beautiful cock you have, Luke," she sighed. "Why don't you get down where I can see it better?"
Luke was proud that she obviously was impressed by his prick.
He was a little surprised though that she didn't seem at all shocked by his presence. He reasoned that she must be so far gone, she didn't care who saw her. Or who did what to her.
The big redhead fell to his knees.
He watched excitedly as she brought her face close to the swollen shaft of his cock.
Gawd, how he wanted her to suck it!
Without thinking about what he was doing, he reached down and pulled her head forward.
She was forced to open her mouth and take his hard cock all the way into the back of her throat.
Luke had never forced a woman to do his bidding before. The gut feeling of it impressed him.
The warm wet clasp of her lips on his prick impressed him even more.
"Gawd, Jane, you sure are hot! Jeez, your mouth feels so good on my cock! Ahhh, shit yesss, suck it! Suck it!"
"Mmmm, I love it. I love the taste of it," she mumbled around the filling hunk of meat in her mouth.
The big redhead's prick was all she'd been hoping for.
Long and hard and thick.
And it tasted so good!
She bobbed her head up and down over his cock shaft in time to the dog's rhythmic fucking of her cunt.
"Jee-zuz, you're incredible, Jane!" the big man groaned.
He threw his head back excitedly. Then, looking down, he found himself face to face with the humping German shepherd.
He was sharing a woman with a dog!
It was incredible!
Totally depraved!
But he loved it!
The young farmer had never been so turned on in his whole young life.
The liquid-honey feel of her mouth on his cock was almost more than he could stand.
"Shit, you've got such a sweet mouth," he said. "Keep sucking it! Ahhh, Christ, jee-zuz, it's good!"
Luke had never been able to get anyone but a prostitute to suck his cock before.
The thought that this woman was doing it because she wanted to--because she liked his cock--really turned him on.
This was the kind of excitement he'd always dreamed of. The kind of excitement he'd always resented Pam for denying him.
"Oooooohhh, hhnnnnn," he moaned through clenched teeth. "I love it, baby! I love the way you suck me!"
"I love it in my mouth, big boy," Jane told him.
She felt totally abandoned, totally depraved. She knew her husband would be furious if he could see her now. Kneeling on a haystack getting fucked by the dog while a near-stranger fucked her mouth. She couldn't feel ashamed. She only felt more turned on by the very depravity of what she was doing.
She loved Bill dearly. But she needed more than he could give her.
She needed new experiences, new thrills.
"Ooohh, gawd, fuck my mouth with your prick!" she wailed.
He had grabbed hold of her head and was forcing her mouth rhythmically up and down his cock. The experienced older woman could tell Luke wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
But she didn't mind. She wanted him to fill her mouth with cum. She wanted to swallow his jism while the dog squirted his load into her swollen cunt.
"Of, fuck me, lovers! Fuck meee!" she groaned.
She nibbled and sucked Luke's cock like it was some delicious candy. She couldn't get enough of the taste and texture of it.
Her lapping motions became more and more abandoned as her arousal became more intense.
"Oh, jee-zuz, oh jee-zuz! I love it ... mmmpphhh!" she grunted.
"Gawd, woman, keep sucking me like that ... shit, it's terrific! My balls feel like they're big as baseballs! Christ, it's good!"
He could feel the explosion building ... building....
Then....
"Jee-zuz, it's happening! I'm cumming!"
He pumped his hips fitfully up against her face, squirting all his tangy load into her clasping mouth.
He watched her struggling to swallow it all. That inspired him with an extra little surge of gripping arousal.
"Uuuuhhh, what a woman! What a woman!" he groaned.
Even as his own climax began to wane, he watched the dog begin to pump more fitfully into the woman's upturned cunt.
He was cumming in her too! he thought excitedly.
He watched Jane smack her ass back hard against the dog's loins, her whole body vibrating with her excitement.
"Jeez, lovers, you're filling me up so nice!" she moaned. "Oh gawd, I'm cumming too! I'm cumming!"
She went back to sucking on his soft prick, pulling on it like a baby at a nipple.
Soon she was still.
When the dog had climbed off her, she let herself collapse on her belly on her robe.
Luke reached down and stroked her soft blonde hair.
"That was terrific, Jane," he told her. "No one's ever sucked my prick like that before."
"I can't understand why, Luke darling. It's a beautiful prick."
She reached up and grasped it lovingly.
"I'd be happy to suck it any time I got the chance."
He grinned down at her smooth white back and flaring asscheeks.
His cock began to pulse with new life as he looked.
"Jee-zuz, you're a good-looking woman," he said.
"I'm glad you like me."
She looked up at him and smiled. Then she rose to her knees and closed her mouth over his.
Their tongues dueled in a long searching kiss. Her breathing quickened as she felt his cock throbbing against her thigh.
"Do you want me?" she breathed as she nibbled at his ear.
"Christ, yes," he groaned. His hand began to explore the wet seeping slit of her pussy.
It was a quick, frantic, satisfying fuck.
There were chores to be done.
But they promised each other more of the same the next morning.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The Chandlers' overnight stay on the Marshall farm had stretched to almost a week.
The two couples were enjoying each other's company so much the travelers had decided to spend the rest of their vacation on the farm.
The sex life of everyone concerned had picked up considerably.
Pam was discovering a whole new world of sensuality with Bill. They managed to meet several times down by the pond.
Once he even snuck into the house when Jane was away and Luke was working.
Jane and Luke had made their morning rendezvous a regular happening. The bubbly blonde thanked her lucky stars her husband was a heavy sleeper.
The four-way deceit seemed to be succeeding.
It was Pam who suffered the strongest guilt pangs. Not strong enough to stop her lusting after Bill's long cock, however. But strong enough to make her a bit moody when she was alone.
One afternoon she was lying on the sundeck by herself. She'd heard the Chandlers' car drive off. She assumed she was alone. She was startled, therefore, when Jane's bright voice greeted her from the other side of the garden gate.
"Hi, there," she said. "Mind if I join you?"
Pam was dismayed. She had purposely been avoiding being alone with Jane. She was afraid her conscience might goad her into confession. Or at least trip her up.
"No," she said as enthusiastically as possible under the circumstances. "Come on in. The sun feels great."
She couldn't help staring at the blonde's lush figure as she walked over to the other chaise lounge.
Jane's bikini left little to the imagination. It just barely covered the nipples of her ripe breasts. A few strands of pubic hair peeked over the top of her bikini bottom.
The younger woman couldn't help comparing her own more slender figure to Jane's voluptuous curves. She envied Jane her big tits.
"You really have a beautiful figure," she said admiringly. At once she felt self-conscious about the remark. Would it seem too forward?
Jane seemed to take no special notice. She was fumbling about in her terry beach-bag.
"Thanks, honey," she said. "I have to admit I work at it--go to the spa twice a week without fail. I don't intend to droop any sooner than I have to. Ahh, here's what I was looking for."
She pulled out a slender, tightly rolled cigarette. "You smoke, Pam?" she asked brightly.
"No," Pam answered. "I don't really like the taste. It gives me headaches too."
Jane looked inquiringly at the pretty brunette in her modest two-piece bathing suit.
"This isn't tobacco, you know," she said cautiously.
"Oh?" Pam became nervous. Partly because she didn't want the city woman to know how unsophisticated she was. Partly because she realized this was marijuana.
She'd never tried it, but she'd heard stories about what it was supposed to do to a person.
Jane lit the little cigarette and took a long drag. She held her breath for some time before exhaling.
"Why don't you try it?" Jane held the joint out toward the younger woman. "It's good shit," she added. "You'll dig it."
Pam smiled nervously, then shook her head.
"No, I don't think I'd better ... "
"Why not? Don't worry, it's not going to knock you on your head. It'll just give you a nice rush."
The brunette fidgeted on her chair for a moment, then looked Jane in the eye.
"Listen, I may as well tell you the truth, Jane," she said. "I've never tried the stuff. But I've heard it's supposed to distort your senses. I guess I'm kind of scared of it."
Jane smiled kindly.
"Hell, there's nothing to worry about. Honest. You're not going to go on any kind of trip. You'll just feel better ... more mellow."
She took another long drag, then extended the joint to Pam.
"Try it," she said.
The other woman's attitude reassured Pam. She took a drag on the cigarette and held the smoke in her lungs as long as she could.
If this stuff would make her feel more mellow, that would be just great. She wanted to quit worrying about making love to this woman's husband.
"You're awfully quiet," Jane said. "You getting a little stoned?"
Pam giggled and took another hit of the joint.
"Maybe I am," she said. "I'm feeling kind of strange, that's for sure."
"But it's a nice 'strange', right?"
"Yeah, I guess it is."
Jane had been right. Pam was beginning to feel very mellow.
She stretched languidly on her chaise lounge.
"Gee, the sun feels good," she said.
"Sure does," Jane agreed. "Mind if I get naked? I don't like having bathing suit marks. There's no one around to see, is there?"
Not that Jane minded if anyone saw her. She was an exhibitionist. But she didn't want to offend her hostess.
"No ... no one should be coming by this afternoon."
The young brunette was feeling adventurous herself. She followed Jane's example and removed her own suit.
The older woman cast an appraising sideways glance at Pam's lithe nakedness. Her body was classically beautiful, she decided. Lean and firm, but still very feminine.
Jane felt a surge of lust in her cunt as she contemplated running her hands over those pretty tits.
"I've got some terrific suntan lotion here," she said. It was difficult to keep the tremor out of her voice.
Jane hadn't been kidding Bill when she told him she found Pam very attractive. The blonde had learned long ago to find pleasure with women as well as with men.
Her insatiable sexual curiosity helped keep her young, she rationalized. Life became boring when one didn't allow oneself new thrills.
"Would you like me to rub some of this stuff on you?" she asked Pam. "It's got vitamin E in it. It's supposed to keep your skin young."
Pam felt immediately wary, then she scolded herself. What could be wrong with letting Jane rub a little lotion on her?
It would feel good.
"Sure, I'd love it," she said.
She lay outstretched on her stomach and closed her eyes.
Jane sat beside her, on the edge of her chair, and began to rub the creamy lotion into her back and asscheeks.
The younger woman loved the strong massaging movements of Jane's hands.
"Mmmm, feels good," she murmured.
Despite the slightly distorting effects of the dope, Pam realized her senses were heightened, were more acutely sensitized than normal.
She felt very alive ... very sensual....
"Ooohhh, feels so nice on my ass," she said.
Once she felt the other woman's hand slip a little way down between her asscheeks. But it moved up and out again before she had a chance to worry about it.
"Turn over," Jane told her after several minutes of slow, easy massage.
Pam did as she was told. She smiled at the blonde, then dreamily closed her eyes.
"You've got a nice touch," Pam said. "I love to get rubbed. It's so relaxing."
She felt the other woman's hands begin to work over her tits, covering them with the slippery oil.
Around and around the hands went, until it occurred to Pam that Jane was spending an awfully long time on her tits.
It also occurred to her that her breasts were feeling awfully good. The little nipples were standing up hard and proud, tingling with excitement.
Surprised at this strange turn of events, Pam opened her eyes. She found Jane staring at her, her face only inches from her own. A little tremor ran down into the younger woman's belly. What was happening?
"Jane, I ... " she began, but was unable to continue.
The blonde's mouth touched her own. They were kissing.
Their tongues dueled lewdly in a torrid lingual embrace.
The young farm wife felt her whole being palpitating with the strange stimulation of this new illicit experience.
She tried to reason out what was happening. She tried to explain to herself why what they were doing was wrong.
But the drug wouldn't let her. Her whole body was intensely alive to touch. She felt very aroused, very erotic. She wanted to touch and be touched.
Jane's hands continued to caress her tits. The younger woman responded by reaching up and running her hands over the blonde's full swollen breasts.
"Gawd, your tits are so soft," she sighed when Jane's mouth left hers. "I've never felt anything like them in my life."
Her hands tweaked at the rubbery nipples, urging them to taut hardness.
"Yours are soft too," Jane whispered. "It's just so much more noticeable when you feel somebody else."
Jane took hold of one of Pam's hands and guided it down over the firm plane of her belly.
The brunette tried to pull back when her fingertips grazed the crinkly hair covering her cunt. But Jane held onto her hand and pushed it down farther.
"Don't pull away, darling," she said. "Feel it. Feel my pussy. It's good. You should know what it feels like to feel another woman."
As she spoke, the blonde reached down and probed the tangled mass of Pam's cunt hair. Her fingertip discovered the taut nub of the brunette's clitoris.
"Aaagghhh," Pam moaned. "Mmmm, oh Jane ... we shouldn't--it's not right. Hnnnhhh, feels good."
"Don't worry, honey. Don't worry. There's nothing wrong with what we're doing. Women have been comforting one another since the beginning of time."
Her finger pushed on down along Pam's cunt slit until it reached the warm wet hole.
She shoved up inside.
"Aaarrgghhh, oh gawd, Jane, mmmm, feels nice ... so nice!"
"I'm glad, darling, I want to make you feel good," Jane told her. She thrust her own cunt up toward the brunette's fingers, encouraging her to explore farther.
Gingerly, Pam ran a fingertip around and around the swollen tip of Jane's clitoris.
"Oh yesss, darling, that's the way," Jane sighed. "Play with my clit, honey. Oh shit, yesss, uhhh, baby ... " Pam was becoming more and more excited, both by what Jane was doing to her, and by the forbiddenness of the situation.
She was actually making love to another woman.
The inexperienced housewife sensed this would never have happened, if not for the dope.
But she wasn't sorry. Not at all.
What was happening was good. It was exciting. It was driving her cunt to new heights of erotic experience.
"Oh, my cunt feels so good, Jane," she whispered in the blonde's ear.
They were lying side by side now, stretched out on the canvas lounging chair.
Each had a hand clasped over the other's pussy mound.
Both were moaning in sensual agony.
Jane's finger was exploring the inner depths of Pam's cunt with lustful abandon. She was excited. The afternoon was turning out so much better than she had hoped.
Although she seldom smoked marijuana, she had felt it might be the very thing to loosen Pam up, to make her accessible.
She had been right.
The brunette was writhing under her obscene caresses like she'd been making love to women all her life.
"Gawd, you're a sexy woman," the blonde groaned. "Your pussy's so hot inside, baby. Mmmm, I love the feel of it!"
"Ooohhh, Janie," Pam mewled. "You're making me feel so good, Jane. My pussy's all wet and open for you. Oh yesss, do it like that!"
She opened her eyes and stared at the afternoon sun overhead. The sight reminded her of that first time she had made love to Jane's husband. Of how he had sat on her breasts and made her suck his cock. The remembrance brought a hot surge of lust, followed by an equally strong guilt pang.
How could she have done such a thing to Jane? Jane was such a beautiful person.
As though to prove the intensity of her feeling, she shoved a finger up into Jane's cunt. She began to work it back and forth, like a miniature cock.
"Oh gawd, Pam! You're beautiful, baby! Beautiful! Shit, my cunt's on fire! I want you, Pammy! I want you so bad!"
Pam was disappointed to feel the other woman pulling away from her.
But it was soon apparent Jane wasn't going far. She swung herself around and lay down again.
This time her head faced Pam's cunt, and her own pussy was close to Pam's face. Without a moment's hesitation, the blonde extended her tongue and ran it wetly along Pam's pussy slit.
"Oh gawd, Janie, what are you doing to meeee?" Pam wailed. "Fuck, you're making my cunt so wet, baby! It's good! Uhhh, I love it!"
Encouraged by the younger woman's earth response, Jane bent eagerly to her task.
Again and again she laved the pink pussylips with her tongue. Then she closed her lips over Pam's swollen clitoris and sucked.
"Oh, Jee-zuz ... gawd, it's beee-autiful, Jane! You suck my cunt so nice! Aaagghhh!"
For long moments, Pam just lay back and reveled in the titillating feel of the other woman's mouth on her cunt.
Then she remembered she should be giving too.
Jane's cunt was pink and wet in front of her. She knew Jane would like it if she ate her pussy too.
But did she dare?
It had taken her long enough to get up the nerve to suck cock. But never in her life had she imagined she would one day be in a position to eat another woman's pussy.
Affection for the enthusiastic blonde won out over her feelings of repugnance.
Timidly, she extended her tongue and stabbed it against the glistening tip of Jane's clitoris.
"Oh Christ, that's it, Pammy!" Jane wailed. "Lick my pussy for me, darling! Please ... jeez, I'm so excited ... I need it so bad!"
To her surprise, Pam found she liked the piquant flavor of Jane's wet cunt. Once she'd conquered her initial timidity, she began to lick Jane's pussy eagerly.
She loved the soft feel of her cuntlips. And the hard resilience of her swollen clitoris. She closed her lips over the little bud and sucked hard.
"Arrrggghh!" Jane moaned. "Oh darling, you're making love to my pussy so nice! Mmmm, I feel so hot and wet inside! How do you feel, darling?"
Jane shoved her tongue as far as it would go into Pam's cunt hole. She wiggled it around inside. "Ahhh, gawd, Janie, that's good! It's so good! My whole body feels so excited! My titties were all hard and excited too!"
Completely carried away by her passion, the brunette had begun to massage her own breasts, one at a time, while she sucked Jane's pussy.
Her body was totally sense-oriented.
Everything felt incredibly good, incredibly intense to her.
"Mmmm, my belly's all hot and tingly, Jane! Oohh, I can feel myself getting all tense inside, like I'm going to cum!"
"Oh darling, that's wonderful!" Jane groaned excitedly. "Mmm, yesss, I can feel your pussy getting wetter ... oohhh, what a sweet pussy you have! What a sweet, sweet pussy!"
"I love the taste of yours too, Janie! I never knew it could be good like this, to make love to a woman."
For long minutes, the two women writhed together, lips and tongues working eagerly to give each other pleasure.
Inside each, the tantalizing inferno of lust burnt steadily.
Each knew instinctively the moment of truth was at hand, for both of them.
"Ahh, gawd, Pammy, suck harder, suck harder!" Jane exclaimed at last. "Oh Christ ... gawd, I'm cumming, Pammy! I'm cummmingg-g!"
Her whole body contorted as she fell prey to the exploding darts of orgasm. She thrust her cunt fitfully against the other woman's face.
Knowing she had made another woman cum was the last straw that drove Pam too to climax.
"Me too, Jane! Ah, shit, mmmm! My whole body's going wild! It's so good! So wonderful! I love to cum, Janie!"
So the two of them enjoyed the titillation of mutual climax. They writhed and squirmed against one another until they were exhausted.
Then they were still.
Eventually Jane rose to a sitting position next to her friend. She stroked her back tenderly.
"You're a beautiful woman, Pam," she said. "So soft, so sensual."
The effects of the drug combined with Pam's gratitude toward the older woman to push her to confession.
"I've got something I have to tell you, Jane!" she exclaimed breathlessly. She didn't dare look at her friend.
"What is it, darling?"
"I've been ... I mean, I ... " The brunette's lower lip began to tremble. "Oh Jane," she said at last. "I've been making love to your husband, almost since the first day you came."
To the younger woman's surprise, Jane didn't seem at all perturbed.
"So he did make it with you," she said, a little smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "I figured he would. Bill never could resist a good-looking woman."
Pam was stupefied. She'd expected an emotional scene.
Jane seemed only slightly amused by the whole thing.
"Aren't you mad at me ... or anything?" she asked.
"Why should I be mad, darling? I'm getting mine too. What Bill doesn't know can't hurt him."
"You mean you ... make love to other men too?"
"I sure do," Jane replied. Her tone was gentle. She obviously didn't want to hurt Pam. "Luke and I have been making love every morning ... in the barn ... "
Pam's jaw dropped. "You're kidding!" She was too amazed to be hurt.
So Luke was actually going out and making love to another woman. Perversely, the thought turned her on. It made him more of a man in her eyes.
Jane could see the excitement glowing in the younger woman's face.
"You didn't think Luke had it in him, did you, Pam?"
The brunette looked sheepish.
"No ... I guess I didn't. I guess I kind of resented him for not being enough of a man. For letting me draw all the limits in our marriage. I'm glad to know he made love to you, Jane. It lets me know he's not willing to let me bully him."
"Luke's a real man, Pam darling. You can rest assured of that. I've been with lots of men in my time, and I know."
For just a moment, the younger woman experienced a pang of jealousy.
Had it really been good with them? Did Luke think Jane was a more exciting woman than she was?
Before she went any farther, Pam reminded herself that she had been thinking all week that Bill was the most wonderful lover in the world.
But she'd only made love to Luke before.
Maybe now, with her broader sexual experience, things would be different with her and her husband.
They hadn't made love since the morning the Chandlers arrived.
Suddenly she felt very emotional, very affectionate toward her big, redheaded husband.
"I do love him, Jane," she sighed. "It's just that he would never take me and make love to me the way my body really wanted."
"He's a very gentle man, Pam. But he knows how to be other things too."
"I know."
Pam felt sad. She was beginning to realize she'd missed out on many things with Luke. She wanted very much to make up for lost time with him.
Jane seemed to understand what Pam needed.
"You're supposed to go to your sewing circle tonight, right?" she asked.
"Uhhuh," Pam replied.
"Well, why don't you cancel out for this time? I've got something better for you to do. Something that could make all the difference in the world to your marriage. Let's go inside and get something to drink. I'll tell you all about it."
Naked, arm in arm, the two women went into the house.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Luke and Jane had planned a rendezvous for that night in the farmhouse.
Bill was going into town to attend a lecture and film on hunting big game. Jane had begged off going with him. She'd said she couldn't stand to watch animals suffering.
As far as Luke was concerned, his wife had gone to her sewing circle.
What she had really done was park the car down the lane and walk back to the house.
Her body tingled with excitement. She thought Jane's plan was very bold. And titillating. One thing was sure--she could never be the same after tonight.
She waited outside the house for some time after she saw Jane go inside. Then she crept into the house and up the stairs.
It amused her that Luke had had the scruples to take Jane to the guest bedroom rather than their own bed. She found them by following the sound of the older woman's moans. Kneeling outside the door, she peeked through the keyhole.
Luke was lying naked on the bed, a massive erection pointing straight up at the ceiling.
Jane was straddling his face, her hands holding his head against her cunt.
"Oh gawd yes, Luke darling! Eat my cunt like that! It feels so good! Sooo good!"
Pam felt a wet pulse of arousal flare through her cunt. She could tell Luke must do a good job of eating cunt by the way Jane was moaning.
"Mmmm, your tongue is making my clit so hard, baby! Jeez, uhh, it feels like it's going to burst right open!"
The brunette noticed the dog was sitting beside the bed, watching the couple with close interest.
That had been part of Jane's plan. To have Sam present....
Her hands trembling with anticipation, Pam began to quietly remove her clothes. She tossed them in a pile on the hall floor. Ml the while she was getting naked, her eyes never left the scene in the bedroom.
"Christ, you've got a sweet-tasting pussy, Jane," Luke moaned. "I could eat it three meals a day and never get tired."
Jane laughed a low husky laugh and tossed her blonde hair.
"Oh Luke, you say the nicest things, darling. Mmmm, you make me feel so good. My pussy's getting wetter and wetter every minute."
"Shit, I don't know how much longer I can keep from sticking my prick up inside you, beautiful. Goddamn, it's hard as rock already. Oh baby, what you do to me!"
Suddenly the young husband was startled to feel something warm and wet closing over his swollen cock.
"Uhh, Christ! That's great!" he grunted.
He opened his eyes and was startled to see Jane still poised over him. Her flushed face wore a broad smile.
Luke looked puzzled for a moment. Then he raised his head and looked around her hips down toward his cock.
"Je-zuz Christ!" he shouted. "Pam! What the ... ?"
Jane couldn't help grinning at the stupefied expression on his face. He looked like a man watching a spaceship landing in his front yard.
Pam looked up at her husband. Her eyes were glazed with lust. One hand held the turgid shaft of his cock.
"Mmmm, Luke honey," she mewled. "Your prick tastes so nice, honey. It's so hard and smooth in my mouth."
"But ... but you never wanted to do that before ... " he began.
"Pam and I have been doing some girl-talk," Jane interrupted. "I think she understands better about these kinds of things now."
Luke looked up at Jane and then back around at Pam.
"That right, Pam?" he asked. "You don't mind anymore?"
"Oh no, Luke darling. I want to make up for all the times I never did this for you before. It feels so good. I love making you feel nice, honey."
The puzzled expression remained on Luke's face. Obviously he was not yet quite able to understand what was happening here in his own house.
It seemed that all at once his wife had shed her sexual inhibitions.
Not only was she willing to suck his cock, she was ready to do it while he ate another woman's pussy. He would never have believed it of the shy Pam.
But Christ, he wasn't going to look any gift horse in the mouth! Shit, nothing this exciting has ever happened to him before. Not even in his dreams.
"Ah, gawd, Christ yeah! Do it like that, baby! Feels great!"
Once again her lips and closed over his swollen prick.
She was bobbing her head up and down, laving his whole cock length with her warm wet mouth.
The effect was incredible--especially the way her tongue would stab from time to time into the little slit on the end.
"Uuuhh, jeez, beautiful! Pam baby, I never knew you had it in you. Shit, you're making my prick feel so good, darlin'!"
To remind him of a job left undone, Jane grabbed Luke by the hair and guided his face toward her own aching cunt.
"You haven't finished here yet, big boy," she murmured. "My hot little pussy is just dying for some more of that sweet mouth of yours."
Luke didn't need his arm twisted. He stuck out his tongue and stabbed the hard tip of Jane's clitoris.
"Mmmm, oh yesss," she sighed. "That's the way, Luke darling. Make my clit feel good. Ooohh, it's so hot and tingly!"
"Christ, it's a hot little twat!" he grunted. "Tastes terrific. Uuuhh, that's the way, Pammy! Suck my prick, doll! Jee-zuz, you're driving me nuts, you two hot cunts!"
The big redhead's words were coming fast and furious. He was obviously intensely aroused by what was happening to him.
While his tongue stabbed again and again into Jane's wet cunt slit, his hips jerked up toward Pam's face.
Time after time he sent his swollen shaft soaring up into her soft greedy mouth.
"Ohh, Luke darling," Pam moaned. "I love your cock, baby. Please forgive me for never doing this to you before. I just didn't know how wonderful it would be."
The idea that it was his own timid little wife sucking on his swollen prick so hungrily really excited Luke. All through their marriage, he'd been dreaming of having her suck his cock. Now it was finally happening. Their marital future lay before him like Paradise. All of a sudden, whole new vistas, whole new possibilities were opening up.
He sucked hungrily on Jane's cuntlips.
Then it occurred to him that it was Pam he really wanted to be eating. He'd been wanting to bury his face in her sweet cunt for a long time now.
He pulled his mouth away from Jane's pussy and looked up at her.
She knew what he was asking without his having to use words.
Carefully she swung her leg over his head and moved aside, giving him room to maneuver. He moved his upper torso far enough down the bed so he could grab Pam's thighs. Roughly, he pulled her around. Now the gleaming dark patch of her cunt hair was staring him in the face.
It tantalized him.
God, at last! he thought. He was going to taste Pam's sweet cunt at last!
"Oh Luke, Luke, what's happening?" she murmured.
She was still licking and sucking his erect cock. Her whole body was trembling with the expectation of what would happen next.
At last, her husband extended his tongue and stabbed her rock-hard clitoris.
"Oh gawd, darling!" she exclaimed. "Mmmm, my pussy's so hungry for you, baby! It's been waiting for you all these years and never knew it. Aarrrgghhhh! Do it! Do it to meee!"
"Oh Pammy," he moaned. "You've got such a sweet-tasting little twat, baby. It really turns me on. I love the taste of you."
"Luke, I love you."
"I love you too, baby."
While the young couple writhed in ecstatic fury on the bed, Jane took steps to calm the ache in her own neglected pussy.
"Come on, Sam. Get up here, boy," she called. The dog had been watching the antics of the three humans all along. It took him not a minute to respond to his mistress' summons.
She sprawled on her back next to Luke and Pam. She parted her thighs wide and lay a fingertip on her tingling clitoris.
"Come on, baby. Lick my clit for me," she encouraged the dog. "I'm so hot, Sammy. I need it so bad!"
The dog followed her fingertip and began to nuzzle her clitoris.
"Hnnhh, yesss," she sighed. "That's it. Taste me, Sammy! Uuhhh, so nice! It's so nice! Lap my hot little twat for me, baby!"
While she writhed under the dog's energetic tonguing, she reached over and stroked the sweaty naked bodies of the younger couple.
"Ooohh, does it feel good, Pammy baby?" she asked lewdly.
It turned her on incredibly to watch the other woman having oral sex with her husband for the first time.
"Oh gawd, yess, Jane!" Pam mewled back. "Luke is such a good lover. He's making my pussy feel so hot and excited!"
Pam was thoroughly turned on to the titillating feel of her husband's mouth on her cunt. He was driving her wild. She'd been a little worried that maybe it wouldn't be as good with him as it was with Bill. But that was obviously no problem. The way he was stabbing her clit with his tongue and sucking her pussylips made her feel wonderful.
She honestly thought she had never been made love to so intensely before.
Her whole body was exploding with sensation.
She realized in a sudden burst of understanding exactly what made the difference.
She loved Luke. She only lusted after Bill.
An erotic experience was that much more intense when it happened with someone you loved.
"Oh Luke darling!" she wailed. "I've never felt so good in my whole life! Never! Suck me! Suck my pussy! Aahhh!"
So intense were her cries of passion, it sounded as if she were weeping. It was all she could do to keep sucking the swollen shaft of Luke's cock. In her sensual delirium, she was tempted to just lie back and let herself be carried off into Never-neverland.
Jane could feel the juices flowing wetly from her cunt. The excitement of the younger couple was contagious. And the rough stimulation of the dog's tongue on her cunt was inspiring. She was so hot, she had to have more.
Turning over on hands and knees, she waggled her firm ass in the dog's face.
"Come on, Sammy! Fuck me!" she said.
The big animal mounted her and began to shove his swollen prick back and forth between her thighs. She mewled in wanton abandon as the tapered head of his cock missed her wet hole again and again. Then in desperation she reached back and grabbed his prick. She guided it to the yielding hole of her cunt. Then she waited for him to shove.
He shoved.
The animal's sleek prick soared far up into her hot aching cunt.
Despite her involvement with her husband, Pam couldn't resist looking up and watching the blonde being fucked by the big dog.
Bill had told her his wife fucked the dog. He had done it to reassure her that she wasn't so perverted after all.
But the young housewife had never seen another woman being flicked by an animal. It was titillating to watch the red glistening shaft of the animal's swollen cock sliding in and out of her friend's cunt.
"Oh gawd, Luke, look!" she groaned. "Look at that dog fucking Jane's pussy! Oh shit, it's so exciting!"
Luke looked at Jane writhing in front of the furiously humping animal.
"It's really something, baby," he agreed.
But another, more exciting thought had occurred to him.
"Would you like to do it, baby? Would you like to get fucked by a dog? I'd like to watch you ... that would really turn me on!"
"Oh gawd yes, I'd like to do it for you, baby," Pam groaned.
The idea of being fucked by an animal in front of her husband was a tantalizing one. She liked feeling the dog's cock inside her pussy. It would feel even better if Luke could watch and enjoy it too.
"Jane, honey, let's trade places," she suggested impulsively.
Aroused as she was by the dog's long skewering strokes, Jane was intrigued by the prospect of seeing the younger woman in the same position.
She wriggled away from Sam. Then she helped him mount Pam's taut little ass. She held his cock shaft and guided it into the brunette's pussy.
"Ooohhh, it feels good! Aaagghhhh, his prick feels so hard and filling in my twat, Luke baby!" Pam moaned.
She turned her flushed face toward her young husband. The look of raw lust in his eyes drove her to greater abandon.
She shoved her ass energetically back at the dog's loins. Her cunt swallowed his tapered prick greedily.
"Aaagghhh, oooh, it's so good! So good, Luke! I love the feel of his prick in my pussy."
Jane felt her cunt pulse excitedly as she watched the glistening dog cock penetrate her girl friend's cunt.
She looked over at the young husband.
In his excitement, Luke was stroking his own cock while he watched Pam writhing before the strong animal.
Overcome with lust, Jane crawled between his legs and took his cock in her hands. She bent forward and began to suck on the swollen tip.
"Oh gawd, yesss, suck it like that!" Luke howled. "Jee-zuz Christ, look at Pam's sweet little ass move! She's a real dynamo! My own wife's the sexiest broad I ever laid eyes on! And all this time, I never knew it. I never knew it!"
He shook his head regretfully.
The only thing that consoled him was the knowledge that they had their lives together to make up for lost time.
"Christ, your prick tastes good!" Jane moaned.
She strove to keep her gaze turned sideways so she could watch the red dog prick pummeling her friend's greedy twat.
"How do you feel, Pammy baby!" she asked lustfully.
It excited her that the other woman obviously responded as wantonly as herself to sexual experimentation.
"Oh, good," Pam moaned. "My pussy's so wet and wide open!"
The young brunette turned her excitement-glazed eyes on her husband.
"My cunt feels so good, baby! Aahhh, I love it! Hhnnhhh! Does it excite you to watch me, Luke?"
"You better believe it, baby!" the big man replied. "I love having such a sexy little wife. You better look out, baby. I'm going to be fucking your brains out from here on in!"
Pam grinned lustfully.
The days of sexual estrangement in her marriage had obviously just come to an end. She and Luke had been ignoring a large part of each other's beings for a long time. Now they would have no secrets. No gaps in communication. They would tell each other everything. Do everything to each other.
"Oh, fuck me, Sammy! Fuck meee!" Pam groaned.
She was happy. Like was so good, she could hardly believe it.
CHAPTER NINE
The projector had broken down at the lecture Bill had gone to. He'd found the whole thing pretty boring anyway. That just gave him an excuse to leave early. He bought a can of beer and guzzled it on the trip home.
To his surprise, the trailer was dark and empty when he arrived. He noticed lights in the Marshall house. When there was no answer to his knock, he went inside. He was becoming anxious.
At first the significance of the moans drifting down the stairwell didn't register. Then his sapphire ring dug into his fingers as he made two tense fists. That had better not be what he thought it was, he thought.
He went upstairs on tiptoe, following the groans to a partially closed door at the end of the hall. Cautiously he peeked inside. On the bed was the most fantastic sight he had ever seen.
Pam was being fucked by the dog while her husband watched. And sucking Luke's cock was his own wife Jane.
Enraged, he gritted his teeth and began to remove his clothing. He stacked them in the same heap Pam had made earlier.
So she thought she could fuck around on him, did she? he thought.
He was seeing red. Though he had been fucking around all his married life, he'd never been able to admit his wife had the same privilege.
To think she'd been doing it without his knowledge hurt him and angered him.
Well, it looked like he was going to have to show her a thing or two.
Despite his fury, the scene in the next room had aroused him. His cock pulsed long and hard, eager for action. Holding the swollen shaft in one hand, he entered the room. For a moment no one noticed his presence. Then he grabbed his wife by the ass and squeezed the soft flesh.
"Owww!" she groaned.
She turned her head quickly. Her eyes grew wide.
"Bill ... you weren't supposed to be back for hours. Listen, honey, I can--"
"Shut up and get back to what you were doing! I wouldn't want to spoil your fun."
"No, Bill, listen to me ... "
She tried to sit up. But he held her firmly in her kneeling position.
Luke was surprised and embarrassed by what was happening. But he felt it was best not to interfere in a confrontation between man and wife.
Pam too looked around curiously at the new turn of events. The dog continued to hump her pussy feverishly, though, and she was unable to concentrate on anything but the warm tingles in her belly. "Oh, gawd, Sammy, fuck me, fuck me!" she moaned in a low voice.
It excited her that Bill was about to join the orgy. She wanted everyone to feel as good as she did.
Jane had quit struggling against her husband. She quivered beneath his grip, waiting for her inevitable punishment. She expected him to call her every bad name he could think of. Maybe even beat her up. The blonde was totally unprepared for the feel of his hard prick sawing suggestively up between her asscheeks.
"Uuuhhh," she groaned.
Despite her terror it felt good. Damned good. Her pussy was wet from her frantic sexual activity. Bill's cock slid easily along her cunt slit.
"Bill, don't be mad at me, honey," she said.
She hoped his obvious excitement might make him open to reason.
"Shut up," he snarled.
Jane did not need to be told twice. She had the patience to wait him out. Once he was fucking her, she was sure he'd feel much better.
"Mmmm, oh baby, I love you. I love you!" she moaned.
"Yeah, I can tell," he told her. "That's why you were sucking old Luke's cock, right? Because you love me so goddamned much."
"Listen, Bill, it's my fault," Luke interrupted. "It was me who had the hots for her all along."
He wanted to help Jane out if he could.
Bill looked at the other man. His vague guilt about fucking Luke's wife prevented him from blaming the other for fucking Jane.
"I don't blame you, Luke. I know this cunt. I can imagine the kind of hard sell she gave you. This hot twat could corrupt the Holy Father."
Luke didn't know what to say. His cock was rapidly shrinking. He sat back and waited for the problem between the older couple to resolve itself.
Bill sawed his prick back and forth between Jane's asscheeks until it glistened with her juices.
Then he began to prod the mushroom-shaped head against her squirming pussy crevice.
"Mmm, Bill honey, you feel good," Jane told him.
Inside she was tense and frightened. But she didn't want Bill to know that. She wanted to win him over to feeling sexy instead of angry.
"Yeah?" he asked curtly. "And how about this?"
Without warning he prodded his cockhead against her asshole and shoved.
"Aarrgghhh!" she wailed. "Bill darling, what are you doing to me? You've got to stop! You're hurting me!"
Pam looked around from her kneeling position in front of the German shepherd.
She was amazed by the look of shock and pain on her friend's face. She realized with a little perverse thrill that Bill must be fucking her asshole. Though she knew she should feel sympathy for Jane, she could only feel lust.
"Oh gawd, Sammy, fuck me! Feels so good, baby! So good!"
Luke too was stimulated by the idea of what was happening between the husband and wife.
He watched Bill clench his teeth and shove his prick farther into Jane's asshole. Fired by the excitement in his newly stiffened cock, he squirmed over and sat in front of his wife.
She took the hint. She bent her head forward and began to suck his swollen cockhead.
"Ahh, shit!" Luke exclaimed. "Suck it, baby! Christ, it's good! Unnhh, love it! Your mouth is so hot, Pammy!"
Despite his wife's pleas for mercy, Bill continued to force his cock up into her asshole. With one final, brutal shove, he had it embedded to the hilt. It pulsed fiercely in her tight-gripping anus.
"Jee-zuz, what a tight little asshole!" he grunted.
His anger was fast giving way to pure lust. He'd always wanted to do this but had never dared before. He loved the way her asshole sucked on his cock.
The first wave of pain had subsided. Now Jane felt only vague discomfort. And bitterness. Bitterness that her husband should be punishing her so horribly for something he did himself. Suddenly she felt a hard smack on her ass.
"Come on! Move that ass, baby!" he told her.
Mindlessly she obeyed. Her anger revived her. She would resist him to the last ounce of her strength. She began to buck fitfully in front of him as he impaled her asshole again and again.
But her "resistance" didn't have the effect she'd intended.
She was becoming excited. Incredibly excited. Just the thought of this depraved act she and Bill were performing turned her on.
It was beginning to feel so intensely good.
"Uuuhh, baby, what a sweet ass you've got. Christ, you're driving me wild!" Bill groaned.
"Oh yesss, yesss! Do it to me, Bill! Puck my asshole! It's good, baby! Ah shit, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Even the idea of being punished excited Jane now.
She undulated her ass back like a madwoman, riding her husband's cock like a broomstick.
Pam and Luke reacted to the ease in tension between the other couple.
They began to moan more abandonedly.
The atmosphere in the room was heavy with lust now.
Pam sucked her husband's cock furiously while her cunt swallowed the dog's prick in a steady rhythm.
"Oh gawd, Luke!" she cried. "Your cock tastes so sweet! I love sucking you while Sammy fucks me!"
Luke grabbed his wife by her long dark hair and guided her bobbing motions over his cock.
The thrill of swallowing her husband's jism for the first time drove her over the peak.
"Jeez, me too! Me too, Luke!" she wailed. Then she lapped furiously to catch the thick white load of his cum.
Her vigorous bucking started the dog's orgasm. Jane watched them, fascinated. The intensity of their release was contagious.
"Oh Bill, Bill!" she cried again and again as she worked out the full force of her excitement.
"I'm cumming with you, baby!" he moaned. "I'm filling up that sweet little asshole of yours!"
Within about three minutes, all five of them had crossed the threshold into ecstasy.
They lay there motionless, reveling in the residual pleasures of release. It took much longer than three minutes before their breathing returned to normal. It was only then that they began to look around at one another.
Jane was the first to start giggling.
"Gee, Bill, honey," she said between giggles. "Aren't you glad we decided to spend our vacation in the country? It's so nice and quiet. Uneventful. What'll we tell the folks back home when they ask us how we kept from getting bored?"
"We'll tell them we just really got into the people."
"Yeah, literally."
They all laughed.
Their laughter cleared the air of the last of any hard feelings. They felt comfortable with one another.
The orgy seemed to each of them the natural outcome of the past week's activities.
When Bill and Pam told Luke about what they had been up to, he felt relieved rather than angry. That made them completely even.
They went downstairs naked and had a midnight snack. Then all four of them went to bed in the Marshalls' king-size water bed.
"You know, tonight has been the most beautiful experience of my life," Pam murmured just before she fell asleep.
She felt safe and protected with her three beautiful lovers around her.
* * *
Four days later, the two couples gathered around the big station wagon. The trailer was hitched up. The Chandlers were ready to head back to the big city.
"It's been the most beautiful vacation of my life," Jane told the younger couple.
She went to each of them in turn and gave them a big hug.
"She's right," Bill said as he shook Luke's hand. "It's been really something meeting you folks."
He hugged Pam. Then he got into the driver's seat. He seemed a little down, a little moody. All four of them were struggling against the emotions of parting.
"We'll write you," Jane called as she got into the car beside her husband.
The young couple stood arm in arm waving at the fast-retreating trailer. Then they turned and looked at each other. They kissed tenderly.
"It really has been an incredible couple of weeks," Luke said. "You know what those people did for me? They gave me my wife. It's good having you with me, honey."
"It's good being with you, darling. You know, if it hadn't been for the Chandlers, I think our marriage would have been in real trouble. We might never have gotten to know each other at all. It scares me just to think about it."
She looked down the road again. There was nothing to show the Chandlers had been there but a fast-settling cloud of dust.
"You know what I think?" Pam murmured.
"What, baby?"
"I think that's the last we've seen or heard of the Chandlers. It was all just a fantasy, really. You can't turn fantasies into real life."
"I think you're probably right, honey. Does that make you feel bad?"
"Not really. I'll never forget them ... and what they did for us. It's like fate sent them here to show us how to love each other."
"Uhhuh." He looked down at her. "Should we go inside for a while, baby?"