The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, join the neighborhood wife-swappers.
RAPED YOUNG WIDOW is about some of these outwardly normal people, and one woman in particular, a young widow named Faye Michelson. And within them a love of perversity and a depth of passion none of them dreamed existed lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse it.
A shocking story, true, but a story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Get out of my house!" Faye Michelson cried out as she backed slowly out of her living room.
"Come on, Mrs. Michelson. I've seen the way you look at my crotch every time I deliver groceries," Willy Ramsey said gruffly as he stalked the big-titted brunette like a cat after a bird.
"Just go!" Faye pleaded, clenching her fingers into two tight fists and beating them down on the back of the couch. Her mammoth jugs jiggled in her ripped halter, torn when Willy tried to rape her just a few minutes ago.
"Not until you let me slip this ol' dick of mine in your pussy," Willy panted as he slid his hand down his flat, muscular belly toward what Faye would guess was the biggest cock she'd ever seen. Even stuffed in the tight Levi's as it was, Fay e realized that the boy's dick was stiff, powerful and throbbing. She could see its full length and thickness; the size and shape of the pulsating cockhead was clearly visible too.
Faye was both attracted and frightened by the young blond boy's sudden advances of a few minutes ago. If he'd been gentler, the two of them might be fucking like a couple of dogs by now. But Willy had come on strong. Putting down the three bags of groceries Faye had ordered that morning from the store, the boy pretended to twist his ankle after slipping on a kitchen throw rug. When Faye bent down to see if Willy was hurt, Willy threw his arms up and tried to rip her yellow-flowered halter off. The two of them struggled in the kitchen for what seemed like an eternity. A few times Willy had almost managed to pull down Faye's tight dark-blue shorts. But the woman had fought him off successfully and was ordering him out of the house now.
"If you touch me ... " Faye said threateningly, looking around the room desperately for something she could use as a weapon if the boy should lunge at her.
"Oh baby, you're what I want. You're what half the guys in the neighborhood want. The girls at school know it and hate your guts for it," Willy said, starting to pull his zipper down.
"I could almost be your mother," Faye whined, stalling for time as she edged closer to the coffee table. There was a small nail file lying to the right of a bowl of flowers. If only she could get to it before Willy realized what she was doing!
"So what? Experienced pussy's better than snatch that doesn't know what the fuck to do," the boy said, smiling slyly and thinking that the brunette was coming around.
"I-I don't know," Faye mumbled, moving in front of the table and reaching back with her right hand as she fluttered her lashes and stared hotly at Willy's gradually opening fly.
"I knew you'd come around. Wait 'til the guys hear about this," Willy gloated as he lunged at the brunette. Faye managed to pick up the nail file before the boy pinned her arms behind her well-rounded buttcheeks and started nibbling at her neck. "Ohhhhhh, baby, you ain't got any idea what I want you to do with this," Willy groaned as he rubbed his fly hard against Faye's groin. She hated to admit it to herself, but she was beginning to respond to the boy's rough attitude. A slow but growing tingle sprouted up between her legs, starting up a fire the shapely brunette hadn't felt in over a year.
"P-pl-pleeeease, don't be so rough," Faye grunted as she felt the boy's powerful fingers dig hard into her arms, sides and ass.
"You dig it," Willy moaned as he jammed his hand beneath the waistband of her shorts. Faye bit her lip and tried to keep from screaming as she felt Willy's fingers crawl over her buttocks. They snaked down through the tight crevice that ran between her asscheeks, looking for the brown puckered bung that contracted tighter and tighter with every move the boy made.
"Gonna fuck you 'til you don't know what's up or down," the delivery boy moaned as he slid his fingertip lightly over the tightly stretched skin surrounding Faye's shithole. The brunette held the nail file tightly in her right hand, trying to muster up the courage to use it.
Then there was that hot, wet feeling that was making her knees shake and almost buckle with excitement. Faye felt her skin crawl with excitement as Willy continued to knead her asscheeks like two big mounds of white, creamy dough. Every hard squeeze pulled her crotch slightly back, making her swelling cuntlips slip against one another. Willy's fingers were crawling closer and closer to the pussyhairs that grew back from her crotch toward her bunghole. In a second he'd be toying with her twatlips, then sticking his finger up her swampy hole. He couldn't! Faye couldn't do that to the memory of Brad, her late husband! It would be too filthy!
"Let me go," Faye grunted, twisting in Willy's tight grip as she tried to pull free one last time.
"I told you, not 'till slip this little mother up your fuckin' snatch," Willy grunted.
Faye tightened her fingers around the six-inch steel nail file. Suddenly the woman felt something hard and hot bang against the front of her shorts. Faye didn't have to be a genius to guess that the boy's mammoth dick had slipped out of his pants. Faye grunted in horror as she felt his throbbing cock rising against her shorts.
"Oh baby, you're really gonna moan the walls down when I-UNNNNGHHHH!" Willy cried out, reeling back and covering his right cheek with both hands. Faye staggered out of the living room and into the entrance hallway, throwing open the door and standing behind it.
"Get out of here before I call the police," Faye hissed between her tightly clenched teeth. She felt something warm and sticky oozing between her fingers. Looking down at her hand, the brunette saw that it was blood--Willy's blood. As the delivery boy had been concentrating on her ass and cunt, Faye had swung her hand around and slashed his cheek open with the file.
"You bitch! BITCH!" Willy cried out threateningly. He leaned against the far wall, still covering his torn cheek with his right hand as he reached down with his left and flipped his softening dick back into his Levi's. "And you can tell the rest of your friends that they can expect the same if they come around here," Faye said, holding up the bloodied nail file as a warning.
"I'll get you for this. I swear I will," Willy muttered as he zipped up his Levi's and started for the front door.
"You want a towel or something?" Faye asked, softening a little when she saw how big a gash she'd made with the file.
"Get the fuck away from me," Willy growled as he brushed by the woman and staggered out the front door. Faye crossed her eyes and heaved a deep sigh of relief, closing the door and flipping the lock shut.
"My God!" the woman cried, covering her mouth with her hand in disgust as she walked slowly from the hall into the kitchen. When she entered the room, Faye saw what looked like a set from some disaster flick. Groceries were scattered all over the floor. Two of the four kitchen table chairs were overturned, and the three throw rugs were bunched together in the far comer of the room. If Willy had had his way, she might have been bunched up with the rugs.
"Shit!" Faye muttered as she bent down and started picking up the pieces of a shattered jelly jar. It was like trying to pick up the pieces of her life after Brad had died. Faye sighed again as she remembered her muscular husband. He'd believed in working out daily, lifting weights for an hour after he'd spent an entire day teaching English to freslimen at UCLA.
As she dumped the jagged pieces of sticky glass into the trash, Faye thought of Brad's big dick and how it used to plow like a bulldozer up her sucking pussy. All that exercise somehow seemed to strengthen her husband's cock as well as the rest of his body. Toward the end, Faye was crushed almost nightly, wrapped constantly in a tangle of hot, muscular male flesh as gallons of hot jizz dumped like a waterfall into her waiting snatch.
Then suddenly it was all over. The doctor said that Brad had just overexerted himself and his heart gave out. Faye couldn't believe it. She was only thirty, and Brad was thirty-three. Dying of an old-age disease at thirty-three! But the facts were there, and Faye had to face them.
At first, everyone in the neighborhood seemed sympathetic. When Faye went back to substitute teaching in the local high school, the men offered her rides to work until she managed to scrape enough money together to buy a car. The women helped her clean the house and, in general, just keep from going crazy with the growing loneliness.
But slowly, attitudes started to change. Faye sensed that the men who drove her to work had other ideas in mind. That all came to a peak when Willy's father made a pass at her one morning, sliding his hand over her knee and trying to jam it up her snatch. She's been widowed only six months, and already someone was trying to slip a cock to her!
Faye managed to jump out of the car when Mr. Ramsey stopped for a light, shouting that she'd call the police if he ever tried anything like that. It was the worst thing she could have done. Before Faye reached home that day, Willy's father spread the story around that she'd propositioned him in the car that morning. It was just what the gossips around the neighborhood wanted to hear. All the pleasant phone calls and visits stopped. Faye had to dip into Brad's insurance money to buy a car to get to work. And open season was declared on her snatch. That was three months ago, Faye thought sadly as she finished sweeping up the kitchen. She just couldn't take it anymore. The morning before, Faye had gone to Bockman's Realty Company and put the house up for sale.
"Damn, who's that?" she said under her breath as the doorbell rang. Faye felt her heart skip a beat as she walked slowly to the front door. Was it Willy with a pack of his friends, all bent on raping her? Faye leaned against the door lightly, peeking through the tiny hole at a man standing on her front porch.
"Who is it?" she called.
"Sol Bockman. You talked to my brother Marty the other day about selling your place. I just came over to look it over myself. I think I might have a buyer," the short, fat, balding man shouted back.
"Oh, Mr. Bockman. Sorry, but a girl just can't be too careful these days," Faye said as she unlocked the door and let the realtor in.
"This is just right!" Sol Bockman said brightly as he walked briskly into the house and swiveled his head around like a TV camera.
"You said you might have a buyer," Faye said, rubbing her hands together in excited expectation. She couldn't believe her good luck. She was anxious to leave the neighborhood as quickly as possible. If Mr. Bockman had managed to line up someone for the house in one day, she might even manage to muster up the courage to kiss the disgusting-looking little man.
"Hmmmmmm, oh yes," he murmured, disappearing into the kitchen for a few seconds, then running back into the living room. "It's a young married couple from Phoenix coming out here to Los Angeles. I think I might persuade them to buy this home," Sol Bockman said as he narrowed his eyes and gave Faye a greasy smile. The brunette suddenly realized what "might persuade" meant. So, even the realtor was after her pussy! And those short-shorts didn't help matters right now.
"What more do you want?" Faye asked drily, realizing that Bockman wasn't checking the house for equipment, but was just making sure that they were alone.
"Come on, Mrs. Michelson. Everybody knows what you want," Bockman said in an oily, guttural tone of voice.
"That disgusting Ramsey--him and his filthy son. They've been spreading all kinds of lies around here. But let me tell you something. I never said anything or did anything to either of those animals," Faye said, flushing red with anger.
Bockman stepped back in surprise, startled at Faye's sudden outburst.
"Well, I could be mistaken," he stammered, fighting with his suit jacket. Faye stared hard at the fat man, thinking that he looked more like a penguin than a human being. "But, you still have a home to sell," he said, sticking out his chin and bulging belly defiantly.
Faye sighed, clenching her fists. She wanted to beat the little man to the floor. But what could she do? If she offended Bockman, she might never get out of this place. But on the other hand, if she gave in to him, he'd be bragging about his fucking her all over the neighborhood. Then Faye would have every male cat in the neighborhood howling and scratching at her bedroom door.
"Well, maybe ... " Faye said, closing her eyes and trying to think of how she could endure Bockman's body wriggling on top of hers. "No! No way!" Faye suddenly cried out, wheeling around on her heel and pointing to the front door. "You and the rest of your filthy friends can stay out of here!"
"Like hell we will!" Bockman shouted back, lunging across the living room at her. Faye jumped back, startled at the fat man's sudden aggressiveness. She looked around for another weapon. First Willy, now Bockman! Faye couldn't believe her sudden streak of rotten luck.
"Unnnnnnnnngh!" the woman cried out as she felt Bockman's fat arms around her. Faye struggled to tear loose, and was surprised at the fat little man's strength. "Let me go!" Faye cried out as she felt his strong hands shoving her down to the floor.
"God, I've always wanted a blow job. My wife Bertha never liked sex much. But I've always been able to get my way with her--everything but that. Now you're going to give me one," he panted, struggling with the twisting brunette.
"You sick, ugly bastard!" Faye screeched at the top of her voice.
"Blow me!" Bockman insisted, letting go of her for a second and slapping her across the face and down to the floor.
"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out in real terror. Willy was one thing, but Bockman seemed like a real sicky. There was something in the tone of his voice that sent chills of raw terror up and down Faye's spine. Something told her that she'd better do everything he told her or she might not see another sunrise, let alone sell the house.
"Oh G-G-God, ppl-pleeease, don't make me do this!" Faye wailed, clutching her big tits in horror as she watched Bockman struggle with his zipper.
"Fuckin' thing's caught," he grunted, pulling down at the metal tab with his right hand as he wrapped his fat fingers around her silky, long brown hair. Faye was caught now. Any move she tried to make would be painful.
"Unnnnghhhhhh!" Bockman groaned, finally unzipping his trousers and flipping out his stubby dick. "Go on, suck it. Suck it if you want to get the hell out of here."
Faye looked up and saw Bockman's fat, red face, "All right," she said.
God! What complete humiliation! Faye stared at the fat little dick in front of her. It was beginning to swell more and more as she looked at it. Faye shuddered and bent forward, trying to think of some way she could get out of this situation.
"Oh, God! Don't take so long," Bockman moaned as he reached down and fingered his jerking prick.
"Jesus," Faye mumbled under her breath as she stared at that stubby prick in front of her. It was uncircumcised, and a leathery sheath of skin covered most of the knob. Faye took the prick in her right hand and pinched it gently. She glanced up at the realtor. He was smiling gently, looking down at her and urging her on. Faye held his cock between two fingers, pushing the foreskin back with the thumb and index finger of her other hand. The cockhead was swollen, and glistening with something. Faye shuddered again, guessing that sweat was oiling down the fat man's dick. She didn't want to put it in her mouth. But the brunette couldn't think of what else she could do.
"Goddamn it, hurry up!" Bockman said nastily.
"Wait a minute," Faye said, stalling for time. "Wouldn't you like to see more of me before we go any further?" she asked coyly, pulling back from the acrid-smelling groin and standing in front of him.
"What do you mean?" Bockman asked suspiciously, raising his hand as if to strike her again.
"I mean this," Faye said, reaching back and starting to unfasten her halter.
"What they say about you is right," Bockman gasped hoarsely as his eyes widened in delighted expectation. Faye felt her stomach churn as the fat man drooled at the thought of her titties being bared any second. As she unsnapped the tight material, Faye watched Bockman's prick jerk up wildly.
"Here it comes," Faye said, licking her lips as she unsnapped her halter.
"Jesus!" the fat man gasped.
Faye's thunderous titties dropped down on her chest with a loud slapping sound. As Bockman grabbed the back of the couch for support, Faye lifted both hands and cupped the bottoms of her hanging boobs gently. She squeezed the spongy flesh, making the hard, brown, half-inch-long nipples pop out of their surrounding flesh and point at the panting Bockman.
"And there's more," Faye said, dropping her hands and letting her jugs jiggle as she slipped her thumbs under the elastic waistband of her shorts and started peeling them down.
"Go slow," Bockman said, closing his eyes and obviously trying to catch his breath.
Faye smiled to herself. She had him where she wanted him. The fat man was too excited to notice what she was doing.
"Ohhhhhh, shittt! I can feel my pussylips aching," Faye said sensuously, grinding her thighs together for good measure as she moved cautiously to her left. Bockman's eyes were riveted on her groin as she pretended to get hotter and hotter for the man. "Ohhhhhh, Daddy. You don't know how long I've wanted cock up my snatch. All these so-called studs around the neighborhood, but nobody with guts. Until you," Faye cooed, reaching behind her for the heavy glass ashtray.
"Don't worry about anything. I'll take care of you from now on," Bockman said, his pride puffed up by Faye's groans and sexual contortions.
"Mmmmm, then come right over here and get a sample of what you're gonna get," she said huskily, peeling down the front of her shorts until the top line of pussyhairs poked above the stretched material.
"Oh, baby," Bockman moaned, staggering forward with his prick twitching crazily. The realtor got two feet from her before she brought the ashtray around and slammed it hard into Bockman's fleshy belly.
"OOOOFFFFF!" he cried out, reeling back and falling down to the floor.
"Get up and get out!" Faye screamed, raising her hands and covering her tits protectively. She felt she had the upper hand on the situation now. The brunette didn't care if she sold the house or not, especially if blowing that disgusting fatty were a part of the deal.
"I'll get you for this," Bockman threatened, still wincing from the pain as he pulled his dick back into his pants and staggered toward the front door.
"Just get out of here. And if I hear one word of what went on in here, I'll tell your wife that you and I've been fucking around for months. Let's see what happens then," Faye said angrily as she stepped behind the door and pulled it open.
"You'll stay here 'til you rot," the realtor growled as he walked out of the house.
"And stay out!" Faye shouted as she slammed the door shut. The brunette stood in the entranceway for a few minutes, trying to get her head back together. She couldn't believe all this was happening in one day. First Willy Ramsey, now Bockman. It was as if she'd been sitting on top of a smoldering volcano, and now suddenly all hell was breaking loose.
"Brad, oh Brad," Faye moaned, sinking to her knees and rocking back and forth. "Oh God," she moaned, staggering to her feet and walking toward the bathroom. As she reached the doorway the brunette wondered how long it would be before the next act of violence was committed against her.
CHAPTER TWO
"Wh-Who's there?" Faye called out nervously as she stood in her pink nightie at the bedroom doorway. She glanced quickly at the living room clock and saw that it was two-thirty in the morning. The brunette had been sleeping when a loud scratching sound had wakened her.
"I said who's there?" she shouted again, automatically reaching up and pulling the edges of her sheer gown closer around her neck. The scratching sounds continued. They were coming from behind the front door.
"Answer me or I'll call the police," Faye threatened, running up to the living room phone and picking up the receiver. Suddenly, the scratching sounds stopped.
"Let me in, Mrs. Michelson," a voice called out from behind the door. It was Willy Ramsey!
"Get away, Willy. Get away, or I'll call the police," Faye said nervously as she felt her blood freeze suddenly. The boy obviously had no-good on his mind if he was pawing her door at this hour of the morning.
"Come on, I know you want it," the boy insisted, rattling the doorknob. "That's it! I'm calling--" Faye started to say, putting the receiver to her ear as she started to dial the police. She was halfway through dialing when Faye realized that there was no dialtone. Willy had cut the wires!
"It's no use, Mrs. Michelson. I'm coming in one way or the other, and you can't get any help," Willy said as he started banging his body against the door.
Faye dropped the phone and backed against the rear living room wall, pressing her firm buttcheeks hard against the plasterboard as she watched the door start to give way under Willy's battering. He was going to break down the door, and there wasn't a thing she could do about it!
"I'll scream! I'll do the same thing to you now that I did this afternoon!" Faye wailed as she watched the doorframe splinter under the boy's muscular weight.
"I'll take my chances on both counts!" he cried out as the door ripped loose and sprang open. Faye felt her heart pounding widely as Willy crashed into the living room.
"HELP!" Faye wailed, stepping to one side as the boy sailed by her. She started for the front door. If only she could reach the porch, she could scream for help.
"No you don't!" Willy cried out, spinning quickly around and reaching out. Before Faye could get to the doorway, the boy had her tightly by the wrist and was dragging her through the living room toward the bedroom.
"Please, don't hurt me!" Faye cried out. This time Willy wasn't letting her get near anything that she might be able to use as a weapon.
"Shut up!" Willy said, turning around just long enough to rip part of her gown free from her shoulders. "Shit, I've wanted to get my lips on those titties for weeks. Now, looks like old Willy's gonna get his way," the boy sneered as Faye struggled helplessly in his tight grip.
"Ohhhhhh, Goddddd!" Faye stammered as she felt herself yanked across the living room floor into the brightly lit bedroom. Willy gave her one giant pull, sending her spinning across the bedroom until she banged hard against the edge of her king-sized bed. The sudden contact sent her crashing down on the groaning mattress.
"You can't wait, can you?" Willy said with a cruel smile on his lips. Faye protectively hunched her knees up against her tits as the boy stood in the doorway with his fists planted firmly on his broad, muscular thighs. She saw the huge bulge of the boy's cock and bails under his pants. This time, Faye knew that it was hopeless to fight the boy. She'd just be prolonging the inevitable. Still, there was Brad's memory to honor. Could she look at herself in the mirror in the morning knowing that she'd let the neighborhood delivery boy fuck the shit out of her pussy on her own late husband's bed?
"You're not too sure if you want this dick or not, are you?" Willy said, smiling broader as he started to play with the metal tab of his zipper.
Faye hated to admit it, but she was as curious as hell to see how hung the boy actually was. The telltale bulge between his thick legs made her believe that he must be at least nine inches long, and God only knew how thick. Then Faye caught herself wondering about his balls--how heavy were they, and how much cum did they have in them? She shook her head, trying to drive those thoughts out of her mind. But they kept creeping in. While she was afraid for her own safety and trying to think of a way to keep from getting raped by this boy, another part of her was dying to find out how it would feel to spread her creamy legs and let him drive his dick up her snatch.
"Maybe I can convince you, Mrs. Michelson," Willy said, quickly unzipping his Levi's and shoving them down to his knees. Faye gasped as she saw the big rod straining against the stretched white cotton material of his jockey shorts. A small, dark stain appeared at what she guessed was the head of the boy's rod. Faye's mind went wild with terror and lust. The brunette knew that Willy's dick was drooling cum for her.
"If you go now," Faye started to say, then felt her throat go dry with fear. Willy just shook his head, then slipped his fingers under his shorts and shoved them down to his crumpled Levi's. Faye gasped involuntarily. Willy's huge cock hung straight down between his legs for a second, then jerked up like a spear. His blond pubic hair shined in the light.
The boy reached down and grabbed his cock, working it slowly back and forth as he stared hotly at the brunette's covered titties. His balls jerked occasionally as Willy worked his cock stiffer and stiffer. Soon his erect dick quivered and his balls tightened as perspiration started to drip from his forehead and from under his arms. Faye felt her breath getting shorter as the boy pulled off his t-shirt, then started to step out of his Levi's. She knew that he'd be crawling on top of her any second.
"Fuck this shit!" Willy said gruffly as he kicked his Levi's free of his feet and dove at the brunette. Faye tried one more time to get away, rolling quickly to her right. But the boy was faster than she was, seeming to change direction in midair and landing right on top of her.
"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out, feeling crushed by the sudden weight of Willy's muscular body.
"Shit, you're as hot as I am," the boy groaned as he ran his fingers slowly up and down her swelling boobs.
"You--you're--yyou're crazy," she stammered, feeling the blood flowing to her snatchlips. Faye bit down hard on her lower lip, trying to fight down the exciting feeling that was gradually taking over her mind.
But she'd been without cock for too long. Even though this whole situation was humiliating and dangerous, Faye couldn't help looking forward to getting it on with the young boy. All this time without dick! It was more than most women could bear. She tried to keep the memory of Brad sacred. But what could she do now? Mixed feelings of revulsion and excitement raced through her mind as she felt Willy's powerful fingers milking her pendulous jugs.
"Ohhhhh, don't, don't, please don't," Faye moaned, feeling Willy slowly relaxing his tight grip on her. The boy knew that she wasn't going to break loose now. Something else had her trapped--it was her own pent-up lust that had been building up like a swollen river trapped behind a weakened dam for the past several months. Now it broke loose, flooding over everything the brunette believed in.
"Uhhhhhh, Goddddd!" Faye groaned in shameful delight as Willy lowered his head and opened his mouth. The woman could feel his hot wet breath blowing against her stiffening left nipple. Then she felt his thick, moist lips slide across her hard tit-tip. Next it was Willy's tongue swirling around the hardened flesh. Soon he was sucking, nibbling, swirling and lapping at the hard brown flesh, driving Faye slowly up to sexual heights she'd experienced only with Brad.
"Jesus!" Faye moaned under her breath as she felt Willy sliding his mouth from her tit to her belly, tonguing his way along her hot, sweaty flesh to her cunt. He left a tiny trail of saliva behind as he reached up and continued to milk her tits tenderly.
"And you tried to tell me you didn't want it this afternoon," Willy said, sniggering loudly as he peeled open her nightie and slid it completely off the panting brunette. After the boy tossed the wrinkled material off the bed, he went back to her belly, sucking tenderly at Faye's sunken navel while he lightly trailed his fingertips down from her big boobs toward her juicing cunt. Willy had left it alone purposely, letting it fire up on its own. Faye could feel her snatchlips working against one another like the lips of a hungry mouth. Every touch of Willy's made the tender membranes quiver and pucker in excitement. She felt the nerve-endings of her mushy box straining upward, wanting to be touched by Willy's powerful fingers.
"P-pl-please," Faye moaned, closing her eyes and rolling her head slowly back and forth on the bed.
"Please what?" Willy asked, looking up briefly at Faye before going back to sucking at her thighs. But the boy didn't need an answer to that question. He knew that Faye was begging him for more. She was begging him for dickmeat--inches and inches of it to be rammed into her pussy.
"Ohhhhhh, GODDDDD!" Faye shrieked, digging her head into the mattress and squeezing her trembling asscheeks together as she hunched her thighs up in the air. Willy had trailed his right forefinger through the thick jungle of kinky pussy curls, pushing and toying at the wiry hairs while he carefully kept his hand away from the juice-slick edges of her snatchlips. Faye writhed gently on the bed, rolling from one side to the other as she tried to brush her pussylips against the boy's probing fingers. Then suddenly all hell broke loose. Willy moved his hand quickly to the right, pinching her puffy, hot labes together at first, then rubbing the slippery edges together and squeezing down as another rivulet of hot pussy liquid leaked out from between the two swollen lips.
"Like it?" Willy sneered.
"God, oh God!" Faye cried out, throwing out her hands and grabbing onto the mattress. She felt cheap, yet she didn't care. For the first time in months the tight, mind-splitting ache that gripped her cunt was gone. She'd worry about guilt tomorrow.
"Let's see how you take this," Willy grunted as he slid his head down a little lower. Faye lifted her head slightly and watched the boy sink his head down a little lower. Faye lifted her head slightly and watched the boy sink his head quickly into her crotch. She felt something moving that was hot and wet on her snatchlips and almost fainted from the shock of delight that shot up from between her legs. Faye collapsed back on the bed and closed her eyes. Her mouth flew open and a shriek of unspeakable delight shot out as she felt Willy snake his tongue up toward her clit. She felt her snatchlips spring open as wide as they could, welcoming the oral invader as Willy growled obscenities up her snatch.
"OHHHH, NOOOOO! OHHHH, JESUS! I LOVE IT! OH GOD, I LOVE IT! I-I-I R-REALLY DOOOOOOO!" Faye moaned shamelessly as the boy's tongue jammed in and out, swirled up, down and around her slick fuck-tunnel like a crazy snake.
"MMMMMMGGGFFFFF!" Willy answered her, scraping the rumbling insides of her swampy box with his tongue.
Faye bucked like a wild woman as the boy continued to ream out her snatch with his tongue. Then the boy changed his plans. Faye felt him pulling back slightly, then raising his head until his lips were directly above her reddened, beating clit. She felt Willy's tongue settle on her sparking mound of sex-flesh for an instant. Then she could feel his lips closing around the tiny knob, sucking her erect clit.
"GODDD! NOOOOOOO!" Faye shrieked mindlessly as the boy jerked his head first to the right, then to the left, pulling the tiny cock with his mouth in every direction he could, "OH GODDDD! LEAVE IT ALONE!"
But Willy had other plans. Faye felt his fingers resting on the inner surfaces of her left thigh. They were moving upward toward her cunt. At first the brunette thought he was going to combine sucking and finger-tickling, and she braced herself for the double assault. But then he was moving his fingers farther back. Faye realized that he was aiming his fingers toward her shitter.
"Oh God, no!" she cried out in disgust. She'd never had anything up her ass. Not even Brad had thought of playing with her bung. She thought there was something sick and perverted in asshole fucking. It was something queers did all the time. Well, if that's what turned them on, fine. But Faye knew that she was no queer, and the idea of having anything up her ass wasn't exciting to her.
Willy jammed his fingers hard against the puckered opening of her ass. Faye moaned, then screamed wildly as she felt the boy dig into her flesh with his fingernail, trying to rip his way into her asshole. Faye wanted to scream out again, but realized she'd just be wasting her energy. No one seemed to pay attention to her screams before. It was as if the entire neighborhood knew what was going on now, and not only approved but encouraged it.
"Mmmmmmm," Willy groaned, snaking his finger beyond the wrinkled shithole skin. Gradually, inch by inch, Faye felt Willy's finger squirm past her clenching sphincter muscle and wiggle its way up her asshole. She felt mysterious hot flashes of pleasure shoot up from her ass to her beating clit, then back to her shitter again. No one had ever done this to her--no one! Faye was ashamed to show Willy her reaction. But she couldn't fight it. The deeper Willy drove his finger, the higher Faye hunched up against his powerful body, mashing her hot, sweaty, swollen tits against the boy's muscular chest. He was wriggling his finger around her shitter now, poking and scraping at the sides of a hole that no one had ever felt before. Faye felt her cunt explode and catch fire with every asshole motion the boy made.
"Ready for cock now?" Willy grunted as he shot upward, still keeping his finger in her asshole.
"Ohhhhhh," Faye groaned again, refusing to let the boy know whether she agreed to the fucking or not.
"Cock?" Willy repeated; leaning back and looking at her flushed face for a second.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh," Faye groaned.
"I'm not gonna give it to you 'til you ask for it," Willy said, wriggling his finger around her shitter faster while he reached down with his other hand and trailed the tips of his fingers across the edges of her snatchlips. That was too much for Faye to bear. She tried to fight down the words that were pressing against her mouth. Then Willy dragged his hand across her cuntlips one more time, and it was too late.
"COCK! COCK! COCK! GIVE MEEEEEE COCK!" the brunette howled out to the world.
"Mmmmmm, you've got it," Willy growled as he hunched up on the bed and positioned the drooling, purple head of his jerking rod directly over the black hole of Faye's sucking cunt.
"UNNGHHHHHH!" the brunette moaned as she felt the fat head pressing hard against her puffy labes. She relaxed her thighs, letting them fall apart wider.
"UGH!" Willy cried out as he squeezed his powerful asscheeks together one more time and pushed forward and down. Suddenly his cock was sliding into the woman without any resistance. Fay's eyes and lips sprang open as her cuntal walls closed around the thick, long shaft. She felt her snatchwalls squeezing, crushing and milking at the driving rod, trying to pump the cum from his slapping balls and suck it deep into her box.
"YESSSSS! YESSSSS!" Faye screamed out again and again as Willy hunched wildly up and down, rotating his ass occasionally as he reamed out her snatch with his jerking rod. Faye swore that she could feel every knotty vein that throbbed on the boy's long cock.
"Beg for it! Beg for it!" Willy grunted as he hunched and humped wildly.
Faye knew he wasn't going to insist on her screeching for dick. But the idea of begging for cock, strange cock in her own bedroom, suddenly sounded exciting.
"SHOVE IT IN MEEEE! LNNGHH! IN! IN! IN! OHHH, FUCKIN' GODDDDD! UNNGHHHHH!!" the brunette wailed, screaming out those words for the first time in months. Even Brad hadn't been able to make her swear like an old sailor in heat. The dam had finally burst, and Faye was fucking the boy like an experienced whore.
"Gonna cum soon! Gonna cum soon!" Willy panted.
"God, oh God!" Faye answered him. She felt strange sensations of terror and delight shoot through her body as the steady squishing sound of fucking filled her ears. Saliva dribbled from the corner of the boy's mouth and landed on her cheek, exciting her as she tossed her head from side to side in unspeakable ecstasy. At the same time, Willy's finger tore at her shithole, threatening to rip through the tender skin as the boy jammed in another finger.
At this point, Faye didn't care if the boy shoved in his whole fist. Her body was on fire, grinding against this young boy who was about to dump his load of hot, teenage jizz into her. His breathing was becoming heavier. Now it was turning to gasps as Faye felt his dick start to swell and quiver wildly inside her.
"MMMMGFFFFF!" she cried out as Willy suddenly jammed his mouth against hers. He pushed her lips apart, forcing his thick tongue past her teeth. He shoved forward into her mouth, making her gag on the spittle as he lashed out with his tongue. Faye found herself fighting back, dueling him with her tongue as their hips rose and fell, twisted, bucked and jerked in the rhythm of desperate fucking.
"CUMMMMMINNNGGGG!" Willy suddenly cried, yanking his mouth off Faye's and arching his back like a drawn bow. He opened his mouth again and tried to say something else. But the words came out as a groan. Faye was going to beg him to hold back. But Willy reached down with his thumb and touched her clit, and she gave out a loud, shuddering whimper.
"NOOOOOO!" Faye cried out finally, squeezing her cuntal muscles together to hold the boy back. She couldn't believe it! She was helping the boy who was raping her!
"Like it, don't you?" the boy finally panted out as he shook his head, dripping hot sweat onto Faye's swollen titties.
"You bastard!" Faye cried out as she felt her cunt muscles go wild. They gripped the boy's cock tightly, pulling it down and into her box.
"FUCK YOU, BITCH!" Willy howled like an animal as the first wad of hot jizz suddenly blew out of his fuck sacs and roared down the tube of his rod. Faye felt the first blast of cum spatter against her pussy walls. That's all she needed to bring her off.
"OHHHHHH! WAWWWWWHHHH! WAWWWWHHHHHH!" the brunette screamed. She reached her peak almost before she knew what was happening to her. She felt the heat of sex flush up from her groin and spread across her heaving belly. It shot up to her tits, then flashed back down again to meet the first contraction that roared through her jerking pussy like an out-of-control freight train.
"BITCH! BITCH! BITCH!" Willy cried out with each white cannonball of cum. His body was stiff and rigid, jerking crazily with each shot of jizz as Faye bucked under him.
"UNNNNGHHHH! MORE! MORE!" Faye heard herself begging as a double contraction racked her cunt and asshole. She started to cry out, but wound up groaning in delightful agony. Willy's fingers slammed so deeply into her asshole that she threw her hips off the mattress, swallowing his spitting dick even deeper into her cunt. Soon Faye didn't know what was happening to her except that she was squishing and sliding and rolling to the accompaniment of moans, juices, cum and sweat.
"Ohhhh, fuck!" Willy finally groaned as he felt the last bit of cum leak out of his cock-slit and spew into Faye's welcoming cunt.
"Ohhhh, my God! My God! My God!" Faye groaned, feeling the waves of guilt crash over her.
"Hey, you've sure changed your tune," Willy said, pulling back from the woman and looking at her. She lay limply on the bed, covering her eyes with her right arm as she tried to pull away from the boy. "Hey, I'm not through yet," Willy said.
Faye felt a cold shock of horror rip through her body. Her flesh crawled with fear as she wondered just what Willy meant.
"What's--what's going on?" the woman stammered, raising her head slightly and looking at the smirking boy.
"You don't know what you've been putting the neighborhood through, do you? I mean, a stray piece of tail like you shaking it up on the streets all the time. And you pretending to be like some kind of nun or something. Look at you. Shit! The whores in Hollywood couldn't've put on an act like you just did," Willy said as he jerked back, yanking his softened dick quickly out of her snatch.
"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out as she felt shivers shoot through her body.
"Well, we're gonna make sure that you don't have that holier-than-thou look any more," Willy sneered as he rolled off the bed and walked to the doorway.
"What do you mean?" Faye asked as she sat up, looking around the room for her dressing gown. She wanted to cover up her body with something all of a sudden.
"Okay, come on in, guys! You too, Dad!" she heard Willy shout out in the living room.
"Oh God, no!" Faye cried out as she jumped up from the bed and tried to slam the bedroom door shut. It was too late; Willy had stopped it from closing with his broad shoulder. Now he was walking toward her just like before. This time there were three boys his age behind him and his father. And what worried Faye even more was the large gray-and-white German shepherd Willy's father held by the collar.
CHAPTER THREE
"What are you all doing here?" Faye cried out in panic as she saw all the sneers on their faces.
"We're just here to look over your house. It's for sale, right?" Willy's father Bill sneered.
"Got the camera?" Willy asked the tall redheaded boy standing to the right of his father.
"You bet," he said, holding out a Polaroid.
"Good. She might even like this," Willy said as he grabbed Faye's wrists and forced her down to the floor.
"Oh God," the brunette moaned as Bill Ramsey tugged at the dog's collar.
"We're gonna make sure that you won't be so standoffish in the future," he said, pulling the dog up to Faye's face.
"Get him away from me!" she shrieked, inching back from the panting dog.
"Get him away from me!" Bill mimicked in a high-pitched voice as they all laughed loudly. "How was her pussy?"
"Great, Dad! You don't know what you're missing," the boy said, smiling cruelly at the cowering brunette.
"I'll find out in time. Right now, we've got business to take care of," Bill said, bending down and stroking the animal's heaving underbelly. Faye's eyes widened as she saw his long, knobby prick start to twitch, then slide slowly out of its furry sheath. Suddenly she realized what they were all going to make her do.
"Oh God, nooooo!" Faye howled as she broke away from Willy and scrambled to her feet. Bill was the first to reach her as she bolted for the door. He clamped both his hairy arms around her throat and dragged her back to the center of the bedroom. Faye struggled wildly and desperately in his grip. She writhed from side to side, trying to kick and bite herself free as the dog barked and yelped excitedly next to her.
"Get her down on the floor!" the other boys shouted as Willy's father pushed her lower and lower.
"Please. I'll do anything you want. Just don't make me ... " Faye begged. She looked around at the men as they almost drooled with excitement.
"Get her in a bitch position. That's the best for something like this," the redheaded boy said in a husky voice as he checked the camera for film.
"Come on, bitch. Your doggie lover's waiting for you," Bill Ramsey growled savagely as he forced her on all fours.
Faye kept looking pleadingly at the men, her skin crawling in horror as she saw the animal's prick slowly lengthening and sliding more and more out of its furry covering. The shepherd's tongue hung limply out of the corner of his pointed mouth as he stared hotly into her eyes. Faye had heard of women fucking animals, but she thought they were mostly stories.
"Oh God, Willy. Please, don't do it. My husband and I never hurt any of you. Why are you doing this?" Faye whimpered as she cringed from the animal.
"Just shut up and do what we tell you. Old Rex here knows what to do. He's fucked enough bitches in his lifetime, haven't you, boy?" Bill said as he chuckled softly.
"Okay, who's gonna hold her?" Willy asked as he clamped his fingers tightly on her shivering shoulders to hold her down on the floor.
"You're doin' okay," a short, blond boy said as he fingered a growing bulge between his legs.
"Hell, she'll get so fuckin' hot soon that nobody'll have to hold her down," Willy said as he motioned his father to get the animal behind Faye's trembling asscheeks.
Faye couldn't believe it. Her quiet night was turning into the world's worst nightmare. They were talking about her as if she were some kind of cheap piece of meat. These were all her neighbors or neighbors' sons--people who she and Brad had helped, talked with and joked with. Now they were forcing her to commit this disgusting act!
"Come on, boy, smell it? Smell that dripping cunt juice and that cum? Work you up, boy? Work you up?" Bill Ramsey said in the dog's pricked ears.
It didn't take the German shepherd long to smell the aroma of her violated snatch. He barked twice, then broke free of Bill's loose grip and trotted quickly toward Faye's exposed cunt. He jammed his pointed snout between her thighs and rammed it up close against her trembling, upturned pussy.
"Unnnghhhhh!" Faye cried out, shrinking away in disgust when she felt the dog's cold, wet nose against her hot slit. Willy moved to her face and put his hands on her shoulders, shoving her back and forcing her cunt against the dog's snout. Rex whined low and deep in his throat, burrowing his nose deeper into her moist, cum-slick snatch.
"Don't!" Faye whimpered.
"She moaned the same thing when I was fucking her brains out a few seconds ago," Willy said to the third boy as he kept on shoving her into the animal's snout.
"Don't! Please," the woman begged, feeling the dog's long tongue begin to lap at the leaking cunt juice and cum.
"Shit! She's got her eyes closed, but I'll bet it's not because it's turnin' her off," Willy said, laughing loudly as he started milking his prick stiff again.
Faye could have strangled the boy and his friends. But he was right. Something deep in her gut was responding to the animal's insistent licking. She couldn't believe it of herself, but her clit was starting to respond favorably to the dog's lapping.
"Look at her!" the redheaded boy said, aiming the Polaroid at her and snapping the first picture. They were standing around the crouching woman in a tight circle, watching closely as Rex was tonguing Faye's quivering pussy faster and faster. "She's movin' her hips in time to Rex's lapping. I'll bet she'll howl the roof off when he fucks her," he said, pulling out the exposed film and handing it to the third boy.
"Aaaaaaghhhhh!" Faye moaned, thrusting and bucking against the dog as his tongue slithered up and down her spasming cunt. Faye felt disgusted with herself that she could be so turned on by a dog. She should have tried to get up and run away. In fact, Faye knew that there was a good chance she could escape. All the men were so busy watching her that it would probably take them a few seconds to realize that she'd broken loose. But where could she go? And who would take her in, a screaming woman stark naked in the streets? Faye realized that she didn't have much of a choice. She had to stay in her bedroom and let the dog do whatever it wanted to. Besides, Faye was beginning to feel her cunt heat up strangely under Rex's poking and licking.
"Ummmmmmmmm," Faye moaned as she shuddered and started to buck with pleasure as the shepherd tongued her pussy faster and faster. He licked her clit, cunt and asshole over and over again. She felt her cunt begin to spasm wildly.
"My God, see that? Fuck, her pussy's jerking like some kind of epileptic! Christ, she's gonna cum!" Willy said as he pointed at Faye's rumbling snatchlips. "Get a shot of this," Bill Ramsey said to the redheaded boy as Faye was actually reaching a climax with a dog! The brunette bit her lower lip, then threw her head back and let out a devilish howl of pleasure as a long thrust of the dog's tongue brought her off. The orgasm exploded deep inside her cunt with the explosive force of a bomb.
"ARRRGHHHHHH!" she shrieked, tossing her head from side to side as one series after another of violent contractions tore through her cunt.
"Shit! We should've brought along the movie camera," Bill said as she bucked away at Rex's probing nose.
"Shit nothing! Look at her. She's coming harder than she did with me," Willy said as he watched Faye hunch her hips up, then back against the shepherd's snout. She cried out again and again, grinding her crotch against Rex's muzzle as bolt after bolt of sexual lightning shot through her thighs and crashed through to her nipples. Faye pushed her cunt against Rex's snout again and again until she gave out a weak cry of exhaustion and sank down to the floor.
"I think she thinks she's through," Willy said as he reached down and yanked her back up to a crouching position. "Hey, wanna see how you came out?" he asked cruelly as he reached out and took the developed photos from the redheaded boy's hands.
"Ohhhhh," Faye groaned in horror as she shuffled through the five photos. They were all of her and Rex. Each one showed her face contorted in some kind of sexual grimace, and each one showed her snatch being violated by the animal's long, pink tongue.
"You can look through them later," Willy said, taking the pictures away from her. "Right now you're gonna take care of old Rex's hard-on," the boy said as he pushed the dog back against the crouching, moaning Faye.
"Oh my God!" was all the tired woman could cry out. It was hopeless. She was a piece of human garbage they were all enjoying kicking around the room. There wasn't anything she could do except submit to everything they wanted to do, then pray that they'd finally go home and leave her alone.
"Come on, Mrs. Michelson, help old Rex out," Willy said as he bent down and wrapped his powerful fingers around her wrist. She felt him drag her right wrist back between her widely spread thighs until it bumped up against the dog's dick. She heard the animal whine as she touched the hot, slick, pointed pole.
"See how hot he is?" Mr. Ramsey said as he took the camera away from the redheaded boy and aimed it at Faye's twat. "Gonna need an expert for this."
"Hey, don't get my face in it!" Willy cried out as he backed away from the picture just in time. "Sorry, Son. Got carried away," Bill said. "Hey, I think she's going to help us out like you said."
Faye groaned again as she reached back further and closed her fingers around the shepherd's hot dick. It felt different from a man's. It was smoother, slicker, and hotter. She shuddered in revulsion as she thought of that cock slamming into her. Faye fought back the desire to throw up as she felt something hot and sticky dribble out of the end of the animal's pointed dick.
"Jesus, hurry up! My old lady's gonna wake up and wonder where the hell her son and I are off to if you don't fuck that animal now," Bill Ramsey said impatiently.
Faye grunted as she finally got the red, pointed tip of the knobby dick against the opening of her twat. Rex growled deep in his throat as saliva dripped off his hanging tongue and splashed onto Faye's trembling butt. The brunette tried not to scream in horror as she felt the animal's hot, hairy body slowly drop down onto hers.
"Hey, why just make it a fuck job? Go on, Willy. Your night's tonight. Make her blow you while she fucks the dog at the same time," the redheaded boy suggested.
Faye looked up and saw that all the men had their dicks out, jerking wildly as they watched her slide onto Rex's throbbing, hot pole.
"Not a bad idea. Just don't get my mug in the pictures, Dad. Remember, we're supposed to get her, not me," Willy said as he left the dog and walked quickly around to Faye's face. She still had her head down, her long brown hair tangled over her nose and mouth as the shepherd lunged forward and drove his cock deep into her sucking snatch.
"Unnnghhhhhh!" Faye cried out, clenching her teeth tightly together and closing her eyes as she felt her body shudder forward slightly. Her tits jiggled and swayed under the dog's powerful forward hunchings as his big furry paws slipped around her waist. He was fucking her, just the way Faye had seen other dogs fuck hot animal bitches in the street!
"Take a look and see what he's doing to you, Faye," Willy said as he put his hands on her head and forced it down even further.
The brunette opened her eyes and looked between her swaying boobs. She could see the dog's long red prick each time he pulled it out. It gleamed with her cunt juice now as his heavy, hairy balls swung back and forth with each forward hump.
"OH GODDDD! OH MY GODDDD!" Faye wailed, feeling incredibly filthy and perverted. At the same time, she had to admit to herself that she was getting more and more excited with each passing second. Those strange knobs on the animal's dick were turning her cunt on faster and hotter than a male human's dick had ever done.
"Okay. Picture time's about to start again," Willy said as he saw his father stepping back to take a shot of the boy's torso, all of Faye, and Rex's hairy body. "Just open that fuckin' mouth of yours and swallow my meat."
"OOHHHNHHHFFFFFFF!" Faye groaned as she felt Willy's powerful hands clamp down on her jaws, forcing them open and forward. Before she could think of anything she felt Willy's prick slam into her mouth like a torpedo. Faye gave up and started milking the young, fresh-tasting dick with her lips. She felt it jerk and twitch in her mouth as she moved her tongue forward until its tip was digging hard into his pissslit. She could taste the first drops of juice that oozed out of the hole.
"Wow!" Willy said, closing his eyes and hunching his muscular thighs forward until they brushed against Faye's flushed, puffed-out cheeks.
"Go on, babe. Suck the fuck out of my son's dick. Go on, let that Goddamned animal fuck your brains out while you lap up Willy's cum. You love it, bitch. You love it!" Bill Ramsey cried out angrily as he took two more pictures of Faye.
The brunette couldn't tell if the blinding flashes were coming from the camera or from the inside of her own mind. She'd never had two dicks of any kind in her at any one time. And here she was, surrounded by a cheering mob of men with a dog fucking her in the ass and a young boy slipping his cock in and out of her mouth.
"ARRGHHHHHHHHH!" Faye shrieked in a muffled scream as she felt the spasms shooting up to her clit. "She gonna cum again?" Bill Ramsey said in amazement as he aimed his camera at her twat, then moved it to her mouth to get a close-up of his son's dick. Willy's friends were rubbing their cocks up to full fire now, aiming their purple, pulsating cockheads directly at Faye's bobbing head.
"ARRRGHHH!" she cried out again, clamping her lips tightly onto the boy's dick. Her ass wriggled as her cunt gripped Rex's cock desperately. It milked it, trying to force the jizz out of his balls.
"OHHHHHHH!" Willy moaned, digging his fingers painfully into her head as he felt his cum blow out of his aching balls and stream into his jerking prick.
"Pull him back so we can get a shot of his spurting cum," his father ordered the two boys.
"Yessir," the boys said as they reached out and pulled Willy back from Faye.
"NOOOOOOO!" the boy cried out as his twitching cock sprang free of Faye's milking lips. Just at that second the first wads of jizz sprayed out of his twitching cockhead.
"Christ!" the redheaded boy cried out as a big white gob spattered against Faye's right eyebrow.
"Takes after his old man," Bill said proudly as he took several photos of his cumming son.
"Ohhhhhhh," Faye moaned out loud as she tried to move her head away from the shooting dick. Jizz dripped down her head, covering her face as she felt Rex's dick swell up enormously in her violated pussy.
"Hey, I think the dog's gonna shoot!" the blond boy said as he watched Rex's body suddenly freeze up and quiver wildly.
Faye suddenly felt the animal's dick tremble crazily, and she knew the dog was about to fire his load into her. She felt her cunt suddenly blow up in heat, and knew that the two of them were going to cum at the same time.
"Hey, the old girl's gonna blow her wad too. Come on, guys," the redheaded boy said as he aimed his reddened dick at her face. The other boys did the same, rubbing their cocks until they started spraying their hot jizz into Faye's face.
"God! GODDDDDD!" Faye cried out, feeling the torrent of hot young jizz spattering against her face. But her mind was on her pussy, twitching and milking at the animal's spraying dick. Rex growled, then jammed his hot, hairy groin against her exposed cuntlips. Faye closed her eyes again, feeling more hot jizz spray against her face as she felt the first wad of animal fuck-juice blow into her hot hole.
"OHHH, DOGGIE! DOGGIE!" Faye whimpered wildly as she wriggled her ass hotly against the whimpering, growling dog's trembling groin. Faye continued to buck and whimper as wad after wad of animal jizz was dumped into her snatch.
"Whew, that ought to take care of her for a month of Sundays," Bill Ramsey said as he shot the last picture and handed the camera over to the redheaded boy.
"Oh God, God, God," Faye moaned over and over to herself as she felt the animal relax on her body.
"Like that sticky feeling?" Bill Ramsey said, poking his face against hers.
"Oh, get away from me," she said in disgust, reaching up with her right hand and starting to wipe some of the white, cooling cum from her chin and cheeks.
"We've got some nifty shots of you, Willy and old Rex here. I think you know what they're about, but you can see them if you want," Bill said as he brushed back the long strands of brown hair that hung in her eyes.
"What do you want?" Faye asked, looking with hatred into the older man's eyes.
"What do you think? A little cooperation. We all tried to help you when Brad died. And what did you do? You just ran out of my car and ... " he started to say.
"What did you expect me to do? You were one of Brad's best friends. And his body isn't even cold and you're trying to feel me up!" Faye said with disgust in her voice, forgetting about the dog's dick still jammed up her twat.
"Right now, your precious respectability is batting a thousand," Bill said, smirking as he backed away and looked over all the pictures the redheaded boy gave him.
"Oh, by the way, you might as well meet Willy's friends. They'll be close to you from now on. This is Jimmy Smith, Doug Yonts and Manuel Reyes," Mr. Ramsey said as he pointed to the little blond, the redhead and the third boy, respectively.
"Hi, Mrs. Michelson," they chorused, smirking at the still-crouching brunette as they flipped their sagging dicks back into their pants.
"Are you through now?" Faye asked, hunching forward and pulling her pussy free of Rex's cock.
"Sure, for now. I don't think any of us would want to fuck you with dog cum in your snatch," Bill Ramsey said, making a face and looking at the other boys.
"Fuck, no. Women who fuck dogs are sick!" Jimmy Smith said, shaking his head and looking at his other friends.
"God! Thinking about somebody fucking a dog turns my stomach!" Doug Yonts groaned.
"Women like that ought to be dragged off to the slammer or somethin'," Manuel said, turning around and smiling at his friend Willy.
"Maybe we ought to leave old Rex with her. You know, for protection," Willy said as he walked to the far corner of the bedroom and pulled on his pants.
"How about these?" his father asked as he held up his son's jockey shorts.
"Aw, leave them for old Faye. It'll give her something to suck on when we're gone," Willy said as he finished dressing and walked out of the bedroom with his friends.
"We'll be in touch," Bill Ramsey said as he bent down and took Rex by the collar. "By the way, better fix that door. Looks like anybody could break in when they wanted to," he said, laughing softly as he disappeared into the night.
CHAPTER FOUR
Faye stumbled into her bathroom, coughing and sobbing with disgust as she felt the animal's cum still leaking out from between her stretched, violated snatchlips. The big-titted brunette squatted on the stool and let the cooling doggie jizz splash from her box to the water below as she thought of what had happened to her. Never before in her life had she been treated like this. Faye had been no virgin when she'd married Brad. But these people had forced her to commit an act of bestiality against her will, and they had taken pictures, yet.
It was against my will! Faye thought to herself, clenching her fists and beating them down hard on her thighs as if to beat the point in.
But there was that awful nagging feeling that she had enjoyed what had happened to her--both with Willy, then later with Rex the dog.
"What's happening to me?" Faye wondered out loud as she reached around and tore off some toilet paper to dab her crotch dry. As she got up and flushed the toilet, Faye wondered just what Mr. Ramsey and his son were planning to do with those pictures. She didn't have enough money to pay off some kind of blackmail threat. Besides, Faye already guessed that they weren't interested in any kind of payoff--at least, not the kind you can pull out of a wallet.
The brunette staggered into the living room and shoved the partially shattered front door close as best she could. As she felt the splinters of wood digging into the palms of her hands, Faye remembered Willy and how he'd barged into the living room, sweaty, powerful, demanding and lusting after her snatch. The horror of the situation gradually faded away to a feeling of strange delight as Faye thought of the boy's big dick and how it had plowed and violated her begging cunt.
* * *
"Good morning, Mrs. Michelson. Can you substitute today?" a voice chirped over the phone.
Faye rubbed her eyes and glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was six-thirty.
"I'm sorry, but it's a little early. Where and what?" Faye asked, reaching over and grabbing the pad and pencil she always kept next to the clock for these substitute teaching calls.
"It's at Hoover High, Mrs. Michelson. English for Mr. Gregory, parking space number five," the woman at the other end of the line said coolly.
"Hoover?" Faye asked, her fingers suddenly trembling. That was the school Willy went to, she thought to herself as the woman on the line asked what was wrong.
"Oh, nothing. Just a little early for me, I guess. I'll be there for the first class," Faye said as cheerily as she could, hanging up and rolling out of bed.
The brunette walked slowly into her bathroom, shaking the sleep out of her eyes and wondering if what had happened last night were just a nightmare. Her aching pussy told her that it was the truth.
Faye dressed quickly, wearing her "matronly" outfit. It was a fairly long dress with long sleeves and a high collar. It accented absolutely nothing, which was what the woman wanted. The school district was extremely conservative. Besides, the way some of the boys looked at her made her snatch quiver with--with--Faye didn't know any more. Before, she would have said that it was with fear. But now, the confused brunette began to suspect that she actually had the hots for these kids.
She wondered, as she drank her morning coffee, if they'd noticed her staring at their bulging crotches. Before, Faye thought she was merely checking to see if the boys had hard-ons for her as just a safety precaution. Now the brunette felt that she might have been checking out the size of cocks in the classroom.
Faye called the repairman before she left, telling him that someone had tried to break in but didn't succeed. She wondered just how many people Willy and his father and their friends would tell. As the woman climbed into her car and started it, Faye thought of all those pictures and wondered how she could get her hands on them.
Faye drove to the high school half in a daze. She thought of last night's events and of what the possible consequences of them could be. As she stopped for a red light four blocks away from the teachers' parking lot, Faye looked to her right and saw Willy, Jimmy, Doug and Manuel all standing together some ten feet away from her car. They were waiting to cross the street.
Change, damn you, change! Faye said silently to the traffic light as her heart suddenly started pounding crazily. She prayed that none of them would turn their heads and see that their victim of several hours ago was there now.
Faye sighed with relief when the light switched to green. She floored the accelerator pedal, leaving the four boys behind in a cloud of exhaust and dust as she headed for the parking lot. Faye glanced nervously in the rear-view mirror and saw the four boys walking slowly across the street.
Thank God! she sighed as she slowed her car down. She shook her head slowly, trying to drive away that feeling that was getting tighter and fighter in her crotch. She could feel those sexual juices bubbling and boiling up now as her heart pounded in terror and humiliation. All those feelings seemed jumbled up inside her now. "OHHHHHHHH!" Faye groaned as she felt a hard throb suddenly sweep over her swelling clit. It almost made her crash into a parked car, and the woman had to bite down hard on her lower lip to keep control of her body.
"Mrs. Michelson?" the receptionist in the principal's office asked as Faye walked into the brightly lit room.
"Yes, here for Mr. Gregory," Faye said, looking cautiously behind her for the four boys.
"You've got the winners today. Mr. Gregory teaches some of the more difficult students in the school. If you have any trouble, just give us a call at the office and we'll come running," the woman said sympathetically as she handed her a set of instructions and the keys to the room.
Faye walked briskly out of the office and up to her assigned room, praying that somehow Willy and his friends would keep out of her way for the day.
And at least for a while, that prayer seemed to work. Four classes plus lunch passed and the brunette didn't see any of the boys. She was a little surprised. Faye would have guessed that if anyone in the school had a "learning problem", it would be Willy and the rest of his friends.
Then it came time for the last class of the day, and Faye steeled herself for the thirty students in the class. She smiled at two girls who walked in, then wondered why they suddenly started giggling and whispering to each other. Faye glanced at her reflection in the window to see if something was wrong with her dress.
Three girls and one boy walked in next, saw her, and smirked as they took their seats. Faye moved quickly behind her desk and sat down, picking up a pencil and pretending to write something down in the gradebook. But her hand shook so much that she nearly dropped the pencil to the floor. What were all the students giggling and whispering about? Faye couldn't help but think that Willy somehow was behind all this.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Michelson," she heard a familiar voice call out from the back of the room. Faye's blood ran cold as she looked up and saw Willy standing in the doorway, his legs spread defiantly apart and a dirty smile on his lips.
"Just take a seat with the rest of the students," Faye said as calmly as she could, feeling the blood rushing fast and hot up to her face.
"Yes, ma'am," Willy said, smirking as he strolled into the room and sat down. Faye kept staring at the gradebook, wondering what she should do. She felt like running to the phone and calling the principal. But the office told her to call only if she had trouble. Willy hadn't done anything yet--at least, nothing that she could tell the principal. Faye mustered up all the courage she could and started to call roll after the final bell rang.
The names rang out mechanically. Then came Willy's.
"Willy Ramsey," Faye almost shouted, trying to keep her voice from breaking.
"You know I'm always available, Mrs. Michelson," Willy said as the rest of the students howled with delight.
Faye flushed a deep red as she jerked her head up and stared hotly at the sneering boy. So, he'd told everyone in the class about what had happened between the two of them last night. Maybe he even told them about the dog!
"You have your assignments. Get going on them, or I'll have to leave Mr. Gregory a note that you weren't cooperative," Faye said as she fought the almost overpowering feeling to scream and run out the door.
Most of the students groaned, then opened their books and started reading. But Willy continued to sit with his muscular legs spread apart, tilting his chair slightly back as he folded his arms across his broad chest and stared at Faye's big tits.
"Willy, don't you have your books with you?" Faye asked, hating herself for evenmentioning his name.
"I don't need them. Besides, I can learn more from you than I can from any book," Willy growled, smirking at Faye, then looking around the classroom for the reaction of his classmates.
They howled. Faye stood blushing a deep red behind her desk, wishing that Mr. Gregory had kept a pistol in his desk drawers. She pounded the top of the desk and demanded silence.
"Aw, come on, teach. Why don't you show us some of the positions you and Willy tried out last night?" someone blurted out from the back of the room.
"Who said that?" Faye cried out indignantly as the students laughed even louder.
"Woof! Woof!" someone else barked, sending the class howling even louder.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!" they all started.
"Stop it! Stop it!" Faye cried out, clenching her fingers into tight fists and pounding the desk hard for attention.
"Okay, knock it off!" Willy suddenly cried out, standing up and jamming his fists hard into his thighs. Like magic, the class quieted down immediately.
"Thank you," Faye said, feeling grateful to Willy.
"You can show your thanks like this," Willy said, jumping over a chair in front of him and running to the front of the room. Before Faye could stop him, he was kissing her hard on the lips. His hands crawled like two fleshy spiders over her writhing body as his tongue dug deeper and deeper into her hot, wet mouth.
"Go! Go! Go!" the class howled in delight as the boy inched his hands around to Faye's tits.
"Don't!" the woman cried out, pulling her mouth away from his and trying to break free of Willy's tight grip.
"Come on, baby. Give 'em the show you gave everybody else last night," Willy said, reaching up and starting to unbutton her dress.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Faye screamed out. She suddenly realized that he intended to fuck her in front of everybody, and the brunette started to cry out for help.
"Here, Willy, stuff her mouth with this," a pretty young blonde girl in the front said as she took her red neckerchief off and handed it to the boy.
"Thanks," Willy grunted as he grabbed the silky material, then reached up and jammed it in Faye's mouth.
"MMMGGGFFFFF!" Faye protested as the boy ripped her dress open. Buttons showered all around them as the brunette's bra and panties suddenly came into view.
"Look at those tits!" someone yelled out in the back of the class as Willy peeled off Faye's dress and pulled it down to the floor. Faye felt her face flush a deeper red as she felt all the students' eyes riveted on her boobs and pussy. Willy still had her arms tightly pinned down to her firm buttcheeks.
"Let's see her cunt! Come on, let's see," the boys shouted. Even the girls were screaming for more. They left their seats and gathered together in a corner, giggling and staring at the furiously blushing woman.
"Hang on, guys," Willy said as he let go of her arms suddenly and reached up, unsnapping her bra.
"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out, feeling her big tits springing out in the air, then falling down on her chest before she had a chance to cover them up.
"Shit! She's like a cow!" someone said as Faye lifted up her arms and covered her nipples protectively. She glanced to her right and saw that the phone was a good twenty feet away. A crowd of five boys stood between her and the phone. There just was no way she could get any help.
"Hey, let's clear a space for teach," two of Willy's friends said as they ran up to Faye's desk and pushed all the papers, books and pencils onto the floor with a loud crash.
"Thanks. I'll fuck 'er here," Willy said as he grabbed Faye tightly by the wrists and dragged her back to the desk.
"MMMGFFFFFFF! HELP! HELP! HELP!" Faye cried out, spitting out the neckerchief.
"Shut up, bitch!" Willy said as he twisted her wrists hard with his powerful fingers.
"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out, feeling a crushing pain shoot up her arms. Her knees buckled slightly and she leaned forward, feeling the heavy weight of her hanging jugs pull on her chest. A young black-haired boy walked up to her and got down on his knees, opening his mouth and taking the right nipple in his mouth.
"Wow! See what happens when you're breast-fed? You can't break the habit," Willy said, laughing loudly as the boy continued to suck and nibble at Faye's tit. The girls shrieked in delighted horror while the boys egged him on. Faye tried to break away, but finally gave up and decided to enjoy whatever feeling she could get out of this.
"Come on, get to the good stuff!" one of the girls shouted out finally.
"Okay, Ken. You've had your tit-ration for the day," Willy said as he pulled Faye back. "Onto the desk," he said, letting go of her arms and moving quickly around to the front.
"You'll never get away with this," she hissed angrily through her teeth as she hopped up onto the desk.
"We'll see. We'll see," Willy said hotly as he reached up and unbuttoned his blue flannel shirt.
"Ohhhhhhh!" the girls in the back of the room sighed as he peeled off his shirt.
"There's more to come," the boy said, glancing at the crowd of staring girls, then looking down at the big bulge between his legs. Willy slowly lowered his hands and slid them down until they circled the large protrusion. He squeezed in and down, forcing the full outline of his throbbing dick to show through his tight-fitting Levi's.
"Ohhhhhhh!" the girls sighed again, this time louder than before. Faye looked over her right shoulder at the crowd and saw that familiar sex-look cover all the girls' faces. They were giggling and pretending they didn't care. But Faye knew that they'd lift their skirts and drop their panties in a second if Willy wanted them to.
"Hey, man! She's turning on!" somebody shouted.
Willy turned around and stared at Faye's crotch. The brunette tried to clamp her legs together, but Willy was too fast for her. He spun her around so that her drooling pussy was visible to everybody. Faye closed her eyes, trying to blot out the class as they stared at her dampening panty crotch. She tried to think of everything nonsexual. But just Willy's presence was making her pussy screw up tighter and tighter. It was firing up, spitting out rivulets of bubbling snatch juice. Gradually, Faye was realizing that this kind of humiliation was getting to be an actual turn-on for her!
"Come on, Faye. Let's show them how hot you are," Willy said gruffly as he slid his hands over her jerking thighs, then moved his hands up the hot quivering flesh until his fingers were only inches from the leg-bands of her juice-soaked panties.
"OHHHHHHHH!" Faye moaned. Willy's hand moved gently against the damp outline of her swelling, throbbing pussy, pushing in and rubbing the hot, slippery edges of her jerking box.
"Like it, bitch?" Willy whispered hotly as he pulled aside the crotchband of her panties. In seconds, the brunette's mouth fell open and a loud, trembling sigh of relief rushed out as Willy's forefinger trailed up her rumbling box until it found her erect clit. Slowly the boy started to rub it back and forth, pushing it back down into its fleshy surroundings, then letting it spring up and quiver like a tuning fork as Faye beat the side of the desk with her heels in delighted ecstasy.
"Look at her go!" some members of the class cried out as Faye slowly floated away from reality. The roar of the class soon got mixed up in her head with the roar of blood in her ears. All she cared about now was that crazy wriggling finger that was steaming up her mushy box, flicking and strumming carelessly at her twitching cunt. It was making her whimper for cock. She felt the nipples on her swollen tits sparking with lust, begging for a pair of lips to bring her relief as Willy continued to strum, rub and toy with her sputtering mound of throbbing cunt-flesh.
"AGGGGGHHH, GODDDDDDD!" Faye suddenly cried out at the top of her voice as her hot, sweaty body twisted under the boy's expert touch. She squirmed her asscheeks on the desk, leaving puddles of perspiration on the dark wood as she slid slowly from one end to the other. She felt wild and shameless suddenly. Faye didn't care if the whole world was watching her now.
"Yessss! More! Faster!" she hissed between her tightly clenched teeth.
Willy's free hand slid down Faye's shoulder until it came in contact with her jiggling boobs. The boy cupped her right tit in his hand, squeezing it around the big, half-dollar-sized areola and making the brown, hot flesh stick out even more.
"OHHHHHHH!" Faye moaned, feeling a throb of unspeakable delight shoot down from her sputtering tit-tip to her clit, then back up to her jugs.
"Love it, babe?" Willy whispered hotly as he sank his middle finger up the drooling throat of her twat. Faye felt the frantic nipping and pulling motions of the inner muscles of her box as they tried to suck more of the finger into her.
"UNNNGHHHH, OHHHHH, BABY!" Faye whispered as she clawed at her panties, pulling them down off her body as she tried to make more room for Willy's probing fingers.
"Jesus!" Willy cried out, rubbing the incredibly large bulge between his legs against the edge of the desk as he continued to strum her clit crazily. The brunette's heels humped more frenziedly against the side of the desk, filling the room with drum-like sounds as she strained upward with her thighs to impale her twitching box on the boy's digging fingers.
"Screw her good!" one boy shouted out. But the rest of the class had grown silent. They were all watching the howling, writhing woman on the desk, trapped in their own fantasies as Willy began peeling her white panties off her jerking thighs.
"AHHHHH! AHHHHHH!" Faye cried out as she felt her whole body jerking and vibrating. She heard the wet, sucking sounds that her cunt was making around the boy's finger. Faye couldn't resist the temptation to open her eyes. She tilted her head down, avoiding the stares of the rest of the class and watched in fascination as Willy's slick, shining fingers worked in and out of the swampy, hair-fringed lips of her leaking pussy.
"OHHHHHH, YESSSSS! FUCKIN' JEEEEESUS, YESSSSS!" Faye howled as she closed her eyes again and threw back her head. The veins stuck out around her throat as Willy grabbed her hand and pressed it against his hard-on.
"You want it, babe? You want it as bad as you wanted it last night?" Willy groaned.
"Shit, she wants it! Sure she does!" the black-haired boy who'd been sucking her tit earlier cried out. Faye opened her eyes and saw that most of the boys had slipped their hands down to their crotches and were milking away at their own erect ions. She closed her eyes again and pictured all those cocks, straining against the material of dozens of jockey shorts.
"Come on, babe. I'll take it out for you," Willy said as he reached down and pinched her fingers around the tab of his zipper. Faye groaned as she pulled the zipper down and felt a blast of hot air blow against her wrist from the opened fly. Faye let go of the tab and stuck her hand into the hot, dark hole, smiling to herself as she heard Willy groan with pleasure when she tickled the underside of his jerking dick with her fingertips.
"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out as Willy moved around and clamped both hands around the straining elastic waistband of her panties. With one big pull, Willy peeled her briefs off and slid them down to her quivering ankles.
"OHHHHHHH!" the class roared as the brunette's dark, drooling snatch came into full view. Faye felt her box heat up incredibly, quivering and trembling more and more as she heard obscene comments about her pussy and her tits.
Willy stood back and unfastened the top button of his Levi's, shoving them down to the floor, then bending down and taking off his shoes. The class howled with delight as he stepped out of his jeans, and Faye gasped in excited expectation as she could see the boy's big, hot, meaty cock standing up under the thin material of his briefs like a huge tent pole.
CHAPTER FIVE
Willy stood in front of her, commanding Faye with his eyes as she hooked her fingers into the broad waistband of his shorts and tugged them down. Her eyes widened as she saw his big purple cockhead peep into view.
"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out as she gave Willy's shorts one final tug and peeled them down just below his hips. She heard the girls cry out in mock horror as Willy's big dick sprang to life and bobbed excitedly in midair.
"Hey, she give good head?" one of the girls screamed out from the corner. The rest of them shrieked with laughter as Willy pushed Faye back on the desk.
"The best," the boy said, climbing onto the desk. Faye's eyes were riveted on his dick. She watched it sway heavily first to the right, then to the left as he crawled onto the desk top. The thick, blue veins that surrounded the boy's thick prong throbbed with passion as his balls visibly contracted with excitement. Faye licked her lips, knowing how much thick, hot jizz was packed into those leathery, wrinkled, heavy fuck sacs.
"Come on, Faye. Suck that cock for my friends," Willy grunted as he wrapped the fingers of both hands around the root of his big dick and pointed it down toward her parted lips.
Faye looked briefly at the class, then turned back to Willy. She knew she should make a run for the door. But then there was that delicious-looking dick staring her right in the face, radiating sex and heat.
"I-I've ... " she stammered, reaching up with her face and letting her full lips brush lightly along the taut, shiny flesh of his jerking rod. Willy gasped and Faye shuddered as her lips made tight contact around the underside of the boy's twitching dick. Willy reached down and clamped his fingers around her head, pulling her forward as Faye felt herself melting again. She planted a hot wet kiss on the boy's pulsating dickhead, then moved around until her mouth was directly opposite Willy's expanding pissslit.
"FFFFUUUUCCCKKK! AGGGGHHHHHHH!" Willy gasped in amazement and delight as Faye started to lap at his cock like a thirsty animal. The brunette opened her eyes and looked up, feeling her twat heat up as she watched Willy's body jerk and roll from side to side. She worked her hot tongue along the straining cockhead, licking it like a lollipop as she reached up and ran her slender fingers up and down the boy's stiff shaft. Willy groaned louder and louder as Faye paid particular attention to servicing the boy's cockhead.
Willy started pumping his hips in time to Faye's flicking tongue. She moaned, pulling in on the boy and sucking as hard as she could as she reached down with her free hand and started tugging at her beating clit. As the class cheered her on, Faye decided to experiment. She pulled her head back until only the red tip of Willy's throbbing prick remained between her lips. Then she let herself fall forward, swallowing as much of him as she could. The woman almost gagged as she felt the smooth, hot tip of his dick bang against her throat, then jam down toward her belly. The rough hairs that covered Willy's swinging balls brushed against her chin.
"Fuck!" Willy cried out as he slid his hands down between his trembling legs and mauled Faye's swollen tits. She groaned with delight and lifted herself as best she could to give him room to play with her boobs.
"Come on! We've had enough of this shit!" the black-haired boy said hotly.
Faye opened her eyes again and strained them to the right. Even the girls' eyes were glazed over with lust. They all wanted to see some fucking action. Faye was surprised that the boys hadn't run over to the girls and tried to fuck them right there in the hot, stuffy classroom.
"Let it go, bitch," Willy said huskily as he pulled back suddenly. Faye pulled back, letting Willy's jerking dong snap back and slap loudly against his belly.
"Come on, Willy!" the class urged him on.
"Let's go," the boy said hotly as he pushed Faye back onto the sweat-soaked blotter on the desk top. Faye held her breath as she threw her feet into the air and spread her legs as far apart as they could go.
"Fuck, Faye!" the boy groaned as he rubbed the pulsating, purple cockhead over her soft, trembling cunt. He covered it with a thick layer of the freely flowing twat juice.
"NOW! NOW! IN! IN!" Faye cried out, hunching forward desperately. Willy inhaled sharply, then pushed forward with his muscular ass. His thick cockhead slammed against Faye's puffy labes like a hard, fleshy battering ram.
"ARRRGHHHHH! OHHHHH!" she cried out as she felt her swollen labes stretch apart and clamp over the boy's invading prick. As the knob slid in, Faye's trembling snatchlips closed tightly over it. Willy obviously didn't want to bury the full length of his dong into the brunette's cunt yet. The two of them panted heavily on the desk top as the class stared hotly at them.
"You like this?" Willy said, first looking at Faye, then turning his head and staring proudly at the class.
"Ohhh, Goddddd!" Faye said, shuddering as she rolled her head to the right and saw some thirty boys and girls smirking at her while their own cocks and cunts were throbbing and drooling with sexual desire.
"Ohhh, I love your cock in MEEEEE!" Faye cried out wildly as she hunched up suddenly and swallowed down three inches of Willy's cock and clamped down hard with her pussy muscles.
"Dig down into her!" someone shouted.
Willy ignored the shouts of the class, hunching back hard and pulling the full length of his cock out of Faye's twitching cunt. The room was filled with a loud squishy noise as the brunette's pussy sucked in raw air and shot upward, jerking and begging for Willy's long prick to dive in again.
"OHHHHHH! IN! IN! IN!" Faye cried out as she searched for the boy's big dick with her pussy.
"Told you. She's gotta have cock," Willy said, sneering first at the bucking brunette, then at the class. Willy dove forward once more, his thick cockhead battering against Faye's tight cuntlips. It slipped past them again, driving down deeper and deeper into the long, hot fuck tunnel of her box.
"JEEEEESUS!" Willy cried out as inch after steaming inch sank quickly into Faye's hole.
"AIYEEEEEEE!" Faye cried out, rotating her sweaty asscheeks slowly from side to side, screwing her thighs up as her cunt swallowed more and more of Willy's driving prick. The boy began rotating his ass too, reaming out her tight fuck tunnel as the spongy, pulsating head pushed and dug further and further into her gut. Faye thought the boy would never stop jamming his dong into her cunt. Finally, the bucking woman felt his hot, heavy balls slap against her upturned asscheeks.
"Shit! I think she's hotter now than she was last night," Willy grunted as he slid half his long prick out, then slammed it back in. Pieces of black pussy hair clung to the sticky, slick sides of the boy's pussy-embedded dick as he slid it in and out, in and out, faster and faster and faster.
"Shit, I'm cumming!" Willy cried out suddenly, stopping his regular piston-like pumping as he made every effort he could to stop from shooting.
"Ohhhhh, noooooOOOOOO!" Faye moaned. He'd worked her snatch up to a fever pitch. But it wasn't hot enough for orgasm yet. If he wanted to humiliate her like this, the least he could do was let her cum!
"Shit, if I screw her in the cunt, I'll pop off," Willy said, opening his eyes and shaking his head slowly.
"The ass! The ass!" the class cried. "No! NO!" Faye screamed at the top of her voice as Willy slowly pulled his dick out of her snatch. "I've never taken it there. I swear, I've never ... " Faye pleaded.
But Willy had obviously liked the suggestion. He slid his dick out of the reluctant cunt, then reached down and pulled Faye up to her knees.
"Turn around," he said, reaching down and forcing her to kneel toward the class.
"P-pplease, d-don't," Faye sobbed as she felt the boy's hot, hairy knees slide under her asscheeks, then press outward against the inner flesh of her trembling thighs. Her furry snatch was exposed to the class while Willy was hunching down slightly behind her, trailing the dripping tip of his pulsating prickhead against the smooth, creamy skin of her buttcheeks.
"Hey, get a little grease on that dickhead! You'll send her roaring out the window if you don't!" one of the girls shouted.
"Hey, I hate to leave a snatch alone," Willy said, reaching around Faye's slender waist and running his powerful fingers around the outer, swollen edges of her throbbing labes.
"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out as electric sparks of pleasure shot from her puffy cuntlips on up to her tits.
"How about me?" the black-haired boy said as he ran up to the desk.
"Okay, Hank. You suck on her box while I take care of her shitter," Willy said as he spat on his palms and rubbed the spit on his drooling cockhead.
"OhhhhhhHHHHHH!" Faye cried out as Hank bent down and stuck his tongue between her fat, tightly stretched, blood-filled pussylips. A cry of unspeakable delight flew past her lips as she felt the boy's thin tongue stab into her running pussy and scrape its way along the slit toward her beating clit.
Meanwhile Willy had covered the full length of his cock with spit until it was glistening under the bright lights of the classroom. Slowly he moved forward a little more and placed his massive cockhead against Faye's tight, brown bung.
"Now, now!" Willy cried out.
Faye held her breath as she felt the boy's cockhead press harder and harder against the tightly clamped shithole. Now the prickhead pushed against the outer edge of her shitter and was slipping in. Bolts of unmentionable pain mixed with pleasure shot from her ass to her cunt as Willy wrapped his hands tightly around her waist and continued to dig and shove forward.
"TAKE IT OUT!" Faye cried, falling forward and nearly choking Hank with the sudden hunch of her wet, hot cunt.
"Take it out for a second. Then drive it back in. Give her asshole some time to get used to it," Hank suggested.
Willy shrugged his shoulders and drew his dick out. Faye sighed in grateful relief as she breathed hard and unevenly. She could hear Willy spitting on his palms again, rubbing down his jerking hot cock again.
"Just let me go, please, Willy," Faye pleaded.
"Let me go, Willy!" the class said in a mocking chorus as they moved closer to the desk. For one second Faye felt the utter humiliation they were putting her through. She was supposed to be their teacher; she was supposed to be in control. And there they were, putting her through one of the most shameless acts imaginable.
"Come on, babe," Willy said as he threw himself forward, putting his weight against Faye's back. Willy put his hands between his belly and Faye's buns, guiding the steel-hard dick once more to the hole that was reluctant to receive his cock.
"PLEASE, BE EASY!" Faye begged.
Willy sniggered as he drove the broad, purple cockhead between her asscheeks. He slid the full length of his steamy dong back and forth in the sweat-slippery valley between the brunette's firm buns. It finally found the tightly puckered asshole, paused at the brown opening, then with a sudden thrust of Willy's powerful hips, parted the mouth of Faye's asshole once more.
"AIYEEEEE!" she shrieked, closing her eyes tightly and pounding her fists against her thighs.
"Easy, babe," Willy grunted as he stopped jamming his cock just inside Faye's asshole.
"SHITTTTT! SHOVE IT ALL THE WAY IN OR TAKE IT OUT! OHHHH GODDDD, DON'T PLAY AROUND!" Faye cried out, thrashing back and forth on the desk top.
"Fuck! She's almost drownin' me with all this damn cunt juice coming out," Hank said, pulling away from Faye's pussy for a second and smiling up at the woman. Pieces of pussy hair clung to his lower lip as he dove back down into her snatch.
Willy grunted again, feeling his huge cock expand. He shoved it deeper into Faye's protesting ass until his balls slapped against the woman's thighs. Willy panted for breath, then drew his dick back and thrust it in again. He heard Faye grunt with pain and pleasure.
"Christ, keep it up!" Hank cried out.
Faye groaned with delight and agony. She felt her pussy being rimmed and eaten by one boy, and her shitter being painfully stretched and violated by another. Her asscheeks were reddening under the constant assault of Willy's powerful groin and belly. Faye groaned and swayed back and forth, feeling as if someone were stuffing a broom handle up her ass. His cock slid in and out of her tight slick shit channel with piston-like precision. Each stroke came harder and faster than the last.
"OHHHHHH, JEEEEESUS!" Faye cried out as Hank's lips found their way to her clit. The boy sucked hard on the tiny cock, drawing the sputtering mound of flesh between the wide gap in his front teeth and rubbing his tongue across its red tip. Faye felt her swollen snatchlips burn against the boy's hot cheeks as more cunt juice poured out of her pussy and threatened to drown Hank.
"Baby, baby, baby," Willy groaned.
"Oh God! GODDDDDDD!" Faye said, shuddering under the boy's constant attack. She felt hot/cold chills shoot out of her ass and blast out to all parts of her body. She was being thrown between the two boys as they ate and fucked their way to ecstasy. Somewhere in the back of her mind Faye heard the rest of the class cheering the two boys on.
"Gonna cum soon! Gonna cum soon!" Willy grunted in her ear.
Faye couldn't answer him. Hank was chewing her clit up to a roaring climax. The boy was nibbling at the sparking mound, tugging and strumming at it with his tongue as he rubbed her trembling snatchlips with the fingers of both hands. Nobody had ever paid that much attention to her box with their mouths or hands before.
"UNNGHHHHHH! UNNGHHHHH! UNNGHHHHH!" Willy cried out loudly with each forward thrust into her ass. The boy humped and thrust, withdrew and reentered. Sometimes his cock slipped out completely with a loud, wet, sucking sound. He groaned then, stabbing it back in with more ferocity than before. At the same time his hands crawled up over Faye's hot belly-flesh, sliding up until they reached her swaying tits. The boy squeezed the swollen boobs, tugging and pulling at them powerfully until Faye thought he was going to rip them off her chest.
"Ride that bitch! Ride her!" the class screamed out.
"Can't take it much longer! CAN'T TAKE IT!" Willy cried out as he threw his head back and hunched powerfully into Faye's trembling asshole.
"OHHHH! CUMMING! GONNA CUM!" the woman shouted shamelessly as she felt Hank pull her clit into his mouth once more.
"SHIT, GONNA SHOOT!"
Willy's voice had turned into an animal howl of lust. His body banged wildly against Faye's. They both started bucking in the rhythm of a hot orgasm. Just for a second they stopped, drinking in the throbs of pleasure that swallowed them. They gasped, groaned, ground hard against one another. Willy's hands worked frantically against the woman's hanging tits. Faye thought that her nipples were going to pop off her hot tit-flesh as Willy squeezed the skin around them between his powerful fingers. She felt the boy's fuck stick swell enormously in her asshole, quivering wildly as her clit began to spark and sputter in Hank's mouth. They were both at the brink of an orgasm that would send them flying off the desk.
"OHHHHHHH!" Willy cried out as he thrust his cock as deeply into Faye's bung as he could. Faye responded by tightening her asshole even harder than before. It was like a sucking mouth, and it drove the boy over the peak.
"N-N-NOWWWWWW!" he howled as he felt the jizz boil from his fuck sacs into his cock. "CUMMMMINNNNGGGG!" Willy screamed again.
"OHHHHHH, NOOOOO!" Faye howled as she felt her snatch break out into a series of brain-burning contractions. The first spasm swept over her clit so powerfully that Faye almost bucked the two of them off the desk top. Hank had to reach up and push hard against the brunette's shaking knees to keep her on the desk.
"Look at 'er go!" the class howled in delight as Faye tossed her head from side to side. Her long brown hair whipped across her swaying boobs as she screamed and screeched in delight. Cunt juice poured out of her stretched pussy like a waterfall as Hank continued to suck, tongue and nibble at her hot box. Her belly heaved in and out with passion as she felt wad after shithole-searing wad of cum blast into her bowels.
"UNNNNGGGHHHH! UNNNNGGGHHHH! UNNGHHHHH!" Willy cried out with each glob of jizz that spat out into Faye's shitter.
"UNNGHHHHH!" the woman responded as she squeezed her ass together and milked out the last drops of cum from his balls. Faye thought that the flow would never stop. Load after load dumped into her quivering bunghole, filling it and leaking out the edges onto the desk top as more and more shot out of the boy's shithole-buried cock.
Finally it ebbed then stopped. The body movements that had been so tense and violent with sexual excitement and cumming became more relaxed and quiet. Faye felt completely drained of energy as Willy fell back onto his heels. She could still f eel his dick twitching in her bunghole. But the motions were more gentle now. All the cum had exploded out of his jerking cock.
"Wow! You really plugged her!" Hank said, reaching up and wiping cunt juice and pussy hairs off his mouth and cheeks.
"We want to see the dog!" the girls cried out.
Faye jerked her head up and stared at the crowd of girls in the corner. They were outraged that she was able to turn the boys on the way she did. Now they wanted to see her completely humiliated. What better way than to force her into another doggie act in front of all of them?
"You told them!" Faye said, looking hotly at Willy.
"Why not? They're my friends. Besides, they're not gonna tell their folks. Nobody would believe us, anyway," Willy said, hunching back and yanking his softening dick out of Faye's protesting shit-chute.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she cried out, feeling hot bolts of pleasure/pain shoot out from her shitter as the boy's big, flanged dickhead shot past her puckered asshole lips.
"Hey, give Miss White's class a call. Tell her that the substitute for Mr. Gregory wants to see Jimmy Smith, Doug Yonts and Manuel Reyes for something," Willy said as he crawled off the desk top.
"Oh God!" Faye said, still kneeling on the desk top and covering her face in shame.
"Never mind. I'll do it myself. I'll have some special instructions to give them," the boy said, smiling cruelly at the kneeling brunette.
Faye turned her head away from the staring class, trying to cover her pussy and tits as best she could while Willy made his dreaded phone call.
CHAPTER SIX
Faye glanced at the big clock over the doorway to the classroom. Twenty minutes to go before the period ended! She groaned silently to herself, still trying to cover her big tits and cum-dripping, furry pussy.
"Where the fuck are they?" Willy muttered to himself as he paced nervously back and forth next to the desk. The rest of the class sat quietly, whispering to one another about what they'd just seen and commenting occasionally about how hot the teacher was when old Willy fucked the shit out of her.
"Somebody's coming!" the black-haired Hank said in a loud whisper as he ran up to the desk from the doorway.
"It's probably Jimmy and the others," Willy said anxiously as he started for the door.
"What if it isn't?" Hank said worriedly as he looked first at Faye still sitting crouched on the desk top then at Willy, whose limp, long dick hung between his muscular legs.
"Well, you wanted to get out of this school anyway," Willy said, smirking at his nervous friend as he walked back to the desk.
"Shit, you know how hard it was to sneak this mutt out of the biology lab?" Jimmy said as he walked into the classroom.
"Never mind. Save your stories for later. We've just got a few minutes to get this thing strapped onto her pussy," Willy said as he bent down and stroked the flat head of the panting boxer.
"How old is he?" Hank asked as he stroked the heaving, muscular sides of the beautiful brown animal.
"Two years old. Just a kid, but rarin' to go," Manuel said proudly, stroking the animal's head lovingly.
"His dog," Jimmy said, pointing to the handsome Chicano. "They're using it for some kind of freaky Vitamin A experiment in biology class."
"I don't give a fuck if they're gonna dissect him tomorrow. Let's go," Willy said as he took the dog by the collar and led him up to Faye.
"No! NO!" she said as her eyes opened wide at the approach of the dog. Faye felt her heart pounding crazily. She felt more terrified of this dog than she had of the other last night. The boxer seemed meaner, bigger, more powerful than the German shepherd that had fucked her cunt before. She could already feel the big dog's knotty cock banging against her pussylips; she could feel his big, hairy paws scraping the sides of her swaying titties as he started to fire his doggie jizz in her snatch. She couldn't go through it again. She couldn't, especially in front of all these people!
"Hey, get her!" Willy cried out as Faye suddenly shot off the desk top and bolted toward the door.
"Where you think you're goin'?" Doug said, reaching out and grabbing her easily around the wrist.
"Don't! Don't do that to me!" Faye pleaded as Doug twisted her wrist slowly around in a clockwise direction, forcing the brunette lower and lower until she knelt partially on the floor on her right knee. "P-pplease," Faye stammered, closing her eyes and wincing in pain as Doug continued to twist her wrist.
"You'll snap her fuckin' wrist off," Willy warned as he held the dog down.
"Okay, up on the desk top with you," Doug and Jimmy said together as they grabbed her by both arms and dragged the moaning, naked brunette across the full length of the classroom to the desk. Faye felt as if she were being yanked and pulled to the guillotine. Every ounce of her body resisted what was about to happen. But at the same time the woman felt drained of energy.
"Get that pussy on the table," Willy said to the two boys as Faye stood in front of the desk, panting from terror and exhaustion.
"Oh God, God!" Faye continued to moan as she felt Doug and Jimmy bend down and shove her up to the desk top.
"Hey, boy, lookin' for a little pussy? Lookin' for some good old-fashioned cunt to stick that pussy-plugger of yours in?" Willy said as he rubbed the underbelly of the young boxer. Faye watched the young animal whine in confusion and jerk back and forth as the boy concentrated his massaging on the furry skin right next to the root of his cock.
"Look!" the girls said as they pointed at the animal's growing dick.
"This mutt have a name?" Willy asked Manuel.
"Sure. Scotty," the boy said as he helped Willy excite the panting animal.
"Wow, look how fuckin' big this animal is," Willy said, impressed by the increasing size of Scotty's prick. Even Faye stopped whimpering and watched in horrified amazement as the dog's dick lengthened and thickened with each move Willy made around his balls. The brunette wondered how long the dick would get, realizing that she was fantasizing that he had a twelve-incher.
"Let's get him up on the desk for everybody to see," Willy said as he stood up and dragged the whimpering animal all the way up to the desk.
"We'll hold her down at the beginning," Jimmy said as he and Doug ran around and grabbed Faye's hands. They didn't have to bother. Faye had no intention of bolting again. She was too disgusted with them and with herself to make any attempt to run. Something snapped inside her head as the two boys dragged her back to the front of the room. She just didn't care how far they decided to drag her down. If they wanted her to fuck a donkey right now, she'd only ask that they hold her down for the first few minutes.
"You think she can suck him off for a while?" Willy said, grinning at Faye.
"Yech!" the girls said, making faces, then giggling.
"She gives good head. Didn't you hear her suck? Shit, it felt like having my cock in a vacuum cleaner," Willy said as he tried to get the boxer up on the desk top.
"I don't think he knows what he's supposed to do," Manuel said, walking up to the animal and patting the wooden area next to Faye's left thighs. "Up here, boy. Up here, and she'll tell you what to do," Manuel said, reaching down and tugging a t the collar along with Willy.
"Come on, bitch. On all fours like last night," Willy said as he and Manuel finally pushed the whimpering boxer up to the top of the desk.
Faye slimnk away from the young dog as he looked around the crowded room, obviously as frightened as the woman.
"Some dog. What a dumb mutt! Am I gonna have to show him what to do?" Willy said as he put his hands on his hips and watched Scotty do absolutely nothing.
"Well, hell. What do you expect? He's never fucked a woman before. She's gonna have to help him out," Manuel said, trying to defend his dog.
"Okay, Mrs. Michelson. You heard him. On all fours and help out that mutt!" Willy said in a harsh voice.
Faye wanted to tell him to go fuck himself. But she was afraid of what he might do to her. She heaved a big sigh and leaned forward, crouching on all fours and turning around so that her cum-slick snatch was facing the boxer.
"That's it!" Manuel cried enthusiastically.
But still the dog did nothing.
"You're gonna have to teach him every step. But that's okay, Mrs. Michelson. You're experienced at that," Willy said, laughing loudly as he walked up to her and reached out, squeezing her left tit hard with his powerful fingers.
"Ohhhhh!" Faye cried out as Willy forced her to back up against the panting animal.
"Hey, I think he's gettin' the idea now," Manuel said as Scotty jumped up and turned around, sniffing at the frazzled, matted-down hairs of Faye's cunt. Faye turned her head around and peeked over her left shoulder. She watched the young boxer suddenly perk up his ears and sniff the air hungrily. He was picking up the odor of her pussy, turning around and zeroing in on her twat. The animal's sudden interest in her snatch suddenly fired it up like a brush fire. The boxer sniffed harder and harder as her cunt juice started to bubble up from the throat of her snatch, vaporizing in the air and filling the room.
"Jesus, they're both getting hotter 'n hell!" Manuel said as he watched Scotty's eyes widen with excitement. The dog's dick was getting stiffer now as he opened his big mouth and pushed his snout against Faye's buttcheek.
"UNNNNNNGH!" Faye cried out as a ripple of disgust and pleasure shot through her pussy. She shuddered visibly as she felt the young boxer's hot, panting breath blow through her pubic hairs. Her outer cuntlips were beginning to puff up with hot blood. They quivered now and fluttered with each breath. Then came the first contact--that first lick of Scotty's wide, rough tongue that made her womb and cunt contract as if it had just sucked on a lemon.
"UNNGHHHHHHHH!" Faye cried out, feeling her pussy being licked up to a fiery frenzy. It was just like last night. First came the revulsion; then curiosity; then outright lust.
"Beautiful! Beautiful!" The words bubbled out of Faye's lips as she closed her eyes and gave herself completely to the indescribably delightful feeling of being licked to climax.
"Jesus, look at her nipples!" Manuel said as Scotty backed slightly away from her ass and nuzzled her pussy with his flat nose.
"UNNGHHHHH! Ohhh, lick meeeeee!" Faye screamed, grinding her thighs together as the animal whimpered with excitement. She reached between her hanging jugs and flipped her throbbing clit. In a second she'd turned from a reluctant victim to a screeching whore. "Ohhh God! God! Jam that tongue in my twat, you bastard!"
"Easy, Mrs. Michelson. You'll cum just like this," Willy said, laughing loudly as he reached up and pulled Faye's trembling finger out of her snatch.
As if he understood her, the boxer went back to her, lapping up her snatch with his broad tongue. Faye bucked and quivered as she felt the hot, wet tongue run up and down her cuntal membranes. She felt her snatch hairs pulling at the swollen flesh as Scotty lapped up her furry lips in a growling frenzy. Willy moved behind the young dog and put his hands around his head, shoving it further into her snatch. Faye screeched as she felt his tongue slosh in and out of her spasming pussy until she thought he'd be licking at her womb any second now.
"WAWWWHHHH! WAWWWHHHH! FUCK MMMMEEEEE!" Faye whined as she felt the short hairs on the boxer's face tickle her smooth asscheeks. She could feel the animal's hot saliva dripping down between her widely spread legs from the bottom of her pussylips. It was sloppy; it was disgusting; yet she'd never felt this hot and completely turned on before.
Scotty whimpered and whined, hunching his haunches now as he kept digging his burrowing tongue deeper and deeper into her sucking snatch. Faye lowered her head and saw the boxer's red, rubbery, glistening cock jerking up and slamming against his hairy belly.
"Doggie needs relief," Willy said, standing back and smiling at the bucking Faye.
"UNNGHHHHHHH!" Faye moaned, backing up as she reached up with her hand and squeezed her hanging tits to relieve her aching nipples. "FUCK ME, GODDAMNED BASTARD!" she groaned wildly as Scotty continued to lap at her pussy. The woman began to wonder if he'd lick her snatchlips bald if he kept it up any longer.
"Come on, Faye. Get your lips around old Scotty's dick and make 'im happy," Willy said as he grabbed her around the wrists and spun her around.
"Oh, God," was all she could say as she slid on her ass, then lay back and inched under the confused dog's belly. Willy and Jimmy held Scotty in place while Faye slid up on her asscheeks until the dog's hot, hairy balls were directly over her parted lips.
"Suck that fucker!" Willy commanded.
Faye looked to her right and saw the girls glaring at her from the corner. She closed her eyes and lifted her head, smelling the odor of stale piss coming from the dog's balls. Faye tried to ignore the pungent odor as she opened her mouth and started licking tentatively at the slick surface of Scotty's dick.
"More," Willy commanded.
"More!" the boys in the room shouted.
Faye sighed and moved her head up slightly until she was directly opposite the animal's pointed cockhead. She saw the tiny pissslit leaking some drops of animal jizz and wanted to throw up with disgust. Faye couldn't believe that she'd been turned on by something like this only seconds before.
"Come on!" Willy said impatiently.
Faye mustered up all the courage she could and closed her eyes, thrusting her head back. With one giant swallow she gulped down the full, hot length of the boxer's dick.
"Hey! Hold him down or he'll jump off!" Manuel said as Scotty's eyes flew open in wild surprise. The dog yelped loudly, trying to jump off the table. At first, he wasn't too crazy about having his dick sucked.
"He just doesn't know what's goin' on. Give him time to get used to her mouth. When he does, he might give up pussies," Willy sneered.
Faye didn't pay attention to Willy's insults. She concentrated on the boxer's dong. It felt strange in her mouth. It was smoother than a man's dick and had strange bumps and knobs on it. Yet it throbbed and quivered like a man's dick, and she could taste the same salty, hot fluid leaking out of its tip. Faye reached up with both hands and started tickling the dog's bouncing balls, rolling them from side to side with the tips of her fingers as she ran her tongue lovingly up and down the full length of the whining boxer's dick.
"Told you she'd eventually get in the mood," Willy said triumphantly to his friends.
"Better hurry up. You've just got ten minutes to bring the both of them off and get the hell out of here," Hank said, looking nervously at the clock.
"That's the problem. You're worrying too much. We'll just keep the rest of the building out of here 'til we're finished with her. The door hasn't got any windows in it so nobody can peek in. And we're on the second floor, so that stops anyone from seein' what we're doing, right?" Willy said impatiently.
"I still don't like it," Hank said.
"Tough shit, baby," Willy grumbled as he turned back and watched Faye sucking off the boxer.
"MMMGFFFFF!" Faye groaned as she felt something pointed jam up her snatch. She strained her eyes down and saw that Willy was fingering her snatch, jamming one, then two, then three fingers up her twat and playing with her pulsating clit as she continued to suck off Scotty.
"Suck, baby, suck!" Willy cried out as Faye lapped and tugged lovingly at the boxer's prong.
"Look out! Scotty's gonna cum if she keeps that up," Manuel warned.
"Shit, we can't have him doin' that," Willy said, reaching down and pulling Faye's head off the animal's dong.
"Christ, look at him!" Jimmy said as the dog squatted down, trying to stick his dork back into Faye's mouth.
"Come on, baby, you've got to fuck him and get this thing over with," Willy said as he pushed Faye back into the crouching position. She moved like a mechanical doll, not caring or realizing how many positions they were putting her through.
"Come on!" the class shouted impatiently.
Faye closed her eyes and turned her head away from the shouting students. Tears of shame welled up in her eyes as she felt the weight of Scotty's body suddenly crash down on her ass. He started humping crazily now, jamming his pointed, knotty prick against her asscheeks, then her shitter, and finally against her hot hole. Then the pointed prickhead found its mark, pushing in harder against her slick gash until the pussylips sprang open and let in the animal's dong. Faye held her breath until she felt the last big knot bang against the walls of her rumbling cunt.
"WAWWWHHHH! WAWWWWHHHHHH!" Faye cried out in ecstatic agony as the big knot shot past her pussylips and down into her twat. She squirmed more and more on the table as her sucking hole steamed hotter and hotter with each mind-blasting thrust of the boxer's jerking cock. Faye moaned out like a wounded woman as Scotty continued to fuck her, growling low in his throat with every forward jerky hump.
"Hurry up, damn it!" Willy told the moaning brunette. The bell was going to ring in a few minutes.
"OHHHHHH M-M-M-MMMYYYY G-G-GODDDD! HURRY UP! H-H-URRY UPPPPP!" Faye cried out desperately as she felt herself teetering on the brink of the clit-rending sexual explosion.
The boxer gave a yip and started slamming his hot groin like a triphammer against her battered snatchlips. Faye felt herself going out of her mind. The growing, itching ache was driving her crazy. She reached up and pulled at her long hair in desperation as she lifted her ass slightly in the air, then rotated it. Then Faye clamped down hard on the growling young boxer's dong with her pussy muscles.
"AIYEEEEE! AIYEEEEEE!" Faye cried out, feeling her snatch begin to rumble with preorgasmic contractions. Every big, slippery knob on the boxer's long, red, spear-shaped dick triggered tiny electric shocks in Faye's pussy. The moaning brunette felt every square inch of her drooling fuck tunnel on fire with lust as the young dog started howling in sexual delight.
"ARRRGHHHHH! OHH, SLAM THAT PRICK INTO MY PUSSY! FUCK MEEEE! FFFUUUCCC KKK M-M-MEEEEEE!"
Faye was twisting and whining on the desk top louder and in a higher pitch as she backed harder onto the boxer's dick.
"Fuck him good, bitch!" Willy said as he reached over and started milking the woman's swaying tits. Faye groaned with delight as she felt the boy rubbing her sputtering nipples like two pieces of flint he was trying to start a fire with.
"Fuck him! Fuck him!" the class chanted as they looked up at the clock nervously now. The bell was going to ring, and the brunette was still on the desk top, bucking and moaning in delight, completely oblivious of everything around her--but still not screaming with orgasmic spasms. Everybody in the class realized that they'd have to get her off that desk and dressed before they left the room, or there'd be hell to pay. Some of the girls and a few of the boys were even mumbling that Faye should stop right now.
"Nothing can stop that broad now," Willy said, hearing the comments and pointing at the hunching woman. Faye was more of a wild animal than the boxer was. She beat the desk top hard with the palms of her hands, tossing her head from side to side like some kind of crazy mechanical doll while her belly bucked and heaved. The class watched in fascination as Faye's gut hunched down and forward with the dog's forward fucking, then yanked up and back when he slid his throbbing, cunt-juice-slick prong out of her sucking pussy. Her tits were flying in the air now, beat back and forth both by the animal's frenzied screwing, and by Willy's smacking. The boy was beating her tits, then slapping her face, screaming at her to cum. Faye closed her eyes and concentrated on her snatch. But she wanted to prolong this delicious waiting feeling for as long as she could. Faye knew that there'd only be shame and guilt left after she'd cum. She might as well enjoy herself now while she could.
"Oh! Ohhhhh! OHHHHHH! N-N-NOWWWW! NOWWWW!" Faye cried out hoarsely. The stiff hairs on the end of the dog's sheath tickled the sensitive outer labes of the screeching brunette as Faye threw off all controls and let herself rocket up to climax.
"UNNNGHHHHH! DOGGIE! ARRGHHH, BASTARD! NOW! NOW! WAWWWHHHH!" Faye shrieked as she closed her fingers into tight fists and pounded the desk top wildly.
Suddenly it was as if the room had been blasted away in a nuclear explosion. Bright lights of all colors shot through her brain as she felt something hot, wet and sticky blast into her snatch and leak down her rumbling cuntal walls to her contracting womb. Her clit vibrated furiously, then throbbed and beat uncontrollably as she finally shot over the edge.
"WAWWWWHHHHH! UNNNGHHHHHH!" Faye cried out as her beautiful naked body twisted and rolled on the table top. She was jerking away to the rhythm of her spasming clit, screaming out filthy obscenities of lust as the class roared at her act.
"Say it, bitch!" Willy said, throwing back his head and laughing loudly as he pulled and yanked at the woman's swaying, juggling, sputtering tit-tips.
"FUCK! OHHH, FUCKIN' JEEEESUS! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEE!" Faye continued to cry out as the growling young boxer hunched up with his powerful, furry groin and dumped more animal jizz into the woman's violated twat.
"There goes the bell!" Hank said as he ran to the door and prepared to hold it shut.
No one else in the class seemed to notice or care about the bell sounding in the hall. They all had their eyes glued to the bucking brunette and her animal lover.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhhh," Faye finally groaned, lowering her head and collapsing to the desk top on her elbows as the dog yelped twice, then yanked his prong out of her pussy and jumped down to the floor.
"Good boy, Scotty," Manuel said to his pet as the boxer trotted off to a corner of the classroom and curled up, licking lazily at his softened dick.
"Okay, might as well get down," Willy said as he bent down and grabbed his Levi's. "The detention study-hall kids are gonna be comin' in pretty soon. They'd really love it to see you naked up there," the boy said, pulling up his pants and flopping his limp dick into them.
"Oh, God," Faye moaned as she slowly crawled off the desk top and stood in front of the desk. As she bent down to pick up her wrinkled, stained panties and bra, the brunette felt a trickle of cooling doggie jizz leak out of her snatch and trickle down her right thigh. She wanted to heave, but controlled herself. She'd been humiliated publicly, and didn't want to increase her degradation by giving the kids more to laugh about.
"Don't take so long," Hank said nervously.
"Hey, Jimmy, Doug. Open those windows. You can't breathe in here because of the smell of snatch," Willy said as Faye finished hooking up her bra and stepped into her matronly dress. As she started to button up the high-collared piece of clothing, the woman laughed to herself. She'd purposely worn this thing to stay out of trouble. If she'd known what was going to happen, today, she wouldn't have bothered getting dressed at all.
"Okay, open up the door. She's ready," Willy said as he tucked his t-shirt into his Levi's.
Faye picked up the few books and papers that were scattered on the floor and put them on the desk top before the new students came in. Just as she was getting ready to go, she heard Willy whisper "See you soon" softly in her ear. Her aching, dripping cunt told her that those words would come true.
CHAPTER SEVEN
All the way home Faye sobbed. The traffic was a colored blur for her as she felt something wet still leaking out of her aching pussy. She could barely keep from bawling when she had walked into the principal's office and the receptionist had asked her what kind of day she'd had.
"That bastard!" Faye said as she turned into the drive of her home. She thought of Willy--that defiant look he had when he ripped her clothes off and slipped his long dick into her pussy. He seemed to get turned on by humiliating her. The more embarrassing the situation was, the more jizz he managed to fire into her upturned pussy.
Then there was this business about the dogs. Faye felt her skin crawl with disgust as she remembered what she'd done in the past few days. She'd never dreamed of fucking animals before. It was the farthest thing from her mind. And now she was almost constantly down on her hands and knees, baying in heat like a wild animal while some dog was hunching at her snatch, burying his long boner into her pussy and firing his load up her twat.
As she turned off the ignition and opened the car door, Faye saw with relief that the repairman had fixed the door. The brunette was going to barricade herself in the building for the night, then leave Los Angeles the next day. Faye didn't care where she went. She'd just drive to Los Angeles International, walk around the terminals until she came to an airline that caught her attention. She had enough money to take care of her for a while. Just let Willy and his father and friends try to find her! Then after a while, maybe the whole mess would die down and she could come back, sell the home, and get away for good without any bother.
"Oh, Mrs. Michelson," someone called out from a car across the street.
Faye jumped a foot. She didn't even want to turn around to see who it was.
"Mrs. Michelson. It's me, Sol Bockman. I think I've got a buyer for your place. Just let me come in for a minute," the man said, climbing out of his car and running wheezing toward her.
Sure you have a buyer for me, Faye thought to herself as she ran up the porch steps as fast as she could. She managed to open the door, run into the living room, then turn around and slam the door shut before Bockman reached the porch.
"Please, Mrs. Michelson. This is very embarrassing. I really do have someone interested in your house. Please, let me show it to him. Please," Bockman whispered through a crack between the doorjamb and the door.
Faye was about to tell him to go sit on a fire hydrant. Then she listened more carefully to the begging realtor and realized that he might be telling the truth. She didn't like this greasy little man. But he was an agent, and he might have a customer for her house. If it was true, then she'd just be holding back her own escape from this neighborhood.
"All right, Mr. Bockman. I'll let you in. But remember what happened to you last time," Faye said threateningly as she opened the door cautiously and let the little man in.
"I'm so sorry about that. But please, try to calm down. It's a very nice gentleman who's willing to pay cash for the place. He likes it from the outside, but wants to see more of it," Bockman said, rubbing his stubby hands together eagerly.
"Well, when does he want to come over?" Faye said, almost as impatient to see the new buyer as Bockman.
"He's in my car now. Can I bring him in?" Bockman asked.
"Just a minute. Let me fix myself up, then you can bring him here," Faye said as she ran into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She splashed cold water on her face, then combed out her hair as she shouted to Bockman that she was ready.
As the brunette walked into the living room, Bockman was showing a well-built, dark-haired man in tight, brown bellbottoms the living room and kitchen...." and you can see that you'll have plenty of room to put all your files and ... oh, hello, Mrs. Michelson. This is Mr. Art Dickinson. He's a writer, and he's thinking of buying your house," Bockman said, smiling first at Art, then at Faye.
"A writer buying a home? You must be one of the successful few," Faye said, smiling coyly at the ruggedly handsome man as she felt her clit flutter delicately. There was something lusty yet warm about the powerful man's smile and his sparkling brown eyes that made her body flash hot suddenly.
"It's a shame you're moving," Art said, sliding his eyes slowly from her slender ankles, up her legs to her crotch and finally to her bulging tits. Even the matronly dress couldn't hide Faye's obvious assets.
"Yes. Well, I need some relaxation, and I have a hard time getting it here," Faye said, hesitating as she looked at the grinning Bockman and flushed red.
"I think I'll take it, Mr. Bockman," Art said, flashing the smiling Bockman a quick grin, then sitting down on the couch and spreading his legs apart. The well-exercised muscles bulged beneath the brown-and-white pullover shirt he was wearing. Faye found herself breathing heavily as she looked at the huge biceps that stretched at the short sleeves, and the rounded chest that strained the cloth to the limit. She found herself fantasizing again, and shook her head to drive those thoughts out.
"Good!" Bockman said, obviously pleased with himself over the sale. "Why don't the two of you get to know each other a little better while I drive back to my office and get the papers ready for signing. You'd like to move in as soon as possible, right Mr. Dickinson?" Bockman said.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah, sure," Art said, not realizing that he'd been staring at Faye's thunderous titties for so long.
Faye turned a light shade of pink and tried to hide a smile as Art and Bockman finished talking about a few last-minute details. The brunette began to wonder if this stranger was planning to make a pass at her after Bockman left. Knowing how most men operated, Faye realized that he'd probably be heading toward the bedroom as soon as the front door closed.
"Oh well," she sighed as Bockman started heading for the door. At least this one seemed like a gentleman. Then Faye suddenly realized the dog jizz that was still oozing from her snatch. If she was going to fuck someone, she couldn't have him finding out that she'd just gotten through screwing with somebody or in this case, something else.
"Excuse me," the brunette said to the two men as she backed quickly out of the living room, turned around and ran to the bathroom. Faye locked the door, threw up her dress and squatted down on the toilet seat. "That damned Willy!" she wailed as clumps of dog jizz plopped out of her snatch and splashed down to the water below. The brunette reached over to the cabinet and pulled out a can of vaginal spray, perfuming her pussy as she reached back and flushed the evidence away with her free hand.
That should do it, Faye thought to herself as she stood up and took a last glance at her full figure in the mirror before opening the door and walking into the hall.
"So, you like my home, Mr. Dickinson?" Faye said as she entered the living room.
"Yes. it's just what I need. I just got tired of dumping my money down the toilet in rent. This place isn't too big or small," Art said from the couch.
"Would you like a-a drink?" Faye stammered out as she dropped her eyes to the widespread legs for just a minute and almost choked on her own words. She saw a bulging hard-on running straight out from the crotch. He was a fast worker, Faye thought to herself as she walked to the bar and fumbled with the glasses.
"Scotch and water," Art called out from behind her.
Faye had to concentrate on pouring the liquor. Her fingers were icy and her hands trembled. With all the fucking she'd been doing the past few days, the brunette was amazed that something like a plain old erection under a pair of trousers should turn her on like this. But Art was different. The other boys--and dogs--had just about raped her. They had humiliated her. Art seemed decent. And that was a turn-on in itself.
"Can I show you around the rest of the house?" Faye asked as she finished mixing the drink and walked over to him.
Art stood and stretched his muscles in front of Faye, making his hard-on even more obvious. He looked directly into Faye's stunned eyes.
"Sure. Since it's going to be mine, might as well," Art said as he took the drink and motioned to Faye to step in front of him.
They took the tour slowly through the rooms, looking at some of her furniture and paintings and making small talk. Faye had a hard time keeping her mind on what she was saying. Every second she was aware of the big man's eyes, running up and down her hot ass.
Faye walked into her bedroom and swallowed hard.
"Nice bedroom. Big," Art mumbled as he walked around the edges of the room.
"Yes, you can use it for all sorts of things," she blurted out automatically.
"Even the most obvious ones?" Art said, stopping at the other side of the bed and smiling at her. The smile made him look boyish even though he must have been at least thirty-five. Art sat down on the edge of the bed as if testing it. Faye's heart pounded like a wild machine as the handsome man started lying down slowly.
"Uh ... tired?" Faye said hesitatingly.
"Good feel to it. Ever try a water bed, though? They're fantastic for making love."
"I think it would probably make me sick--all that swaying and bouncing, and ... " Faye's voice trailed off as she watched Art stretch his muscular body out full length on his back. He put his huge arms behind his head, then looked playfully up at the furiously blushing Faye. The hard cock strained at the tight material of his pants, looking as it would burst through the material at any second.
Faye almost laughed. She couldn't believe that she was this confused. For a woman who'd just been through the mill, she was acting like a silly teenager.
"Like another drink?" she asked, her voice heavy with lust and excitement.
"Why don't you come down over here first, Faye, and sit down next to me?"
Faye felt her blood rushing around as she watched Art pat the bed next to his hips and smile again. She walked slowly over and sat down on the spot that had been indicated. She almost felt like a stranger in her own home.
"Come on, baby. We're too old to play games," Art said as he reached over and placed his big palm on her knee. As the man slowly pulled his hand up, bunching up the hem of her dress along the way, Faye closed her eyes and shuddered with delight. All the tension and guilt that had been building up for two days was gradually being released by this man. Faye slowly lay down next to Art, rolling her head slowly back and forth as she felt his powerful hands slide past her knees and crawl upward toward her twat. She felt her snatchlips screwing up tighter and tighter as the big hand covered more of her hot thighs.
"Come on. Let's get undressed and do some exploring," Art said as he pulled his hand away and rolled off the bed.
"But what if Bockman comes back?" Faye said as she watched the big man pull off his shirt. The brunette held her breath as she saw the muscles ripple across his body with every movement he made.
"We could ask him to join us," Art said, laughing softly as he took off his shoes, then reached down and unfastened the top snap of his bellbottoms. Faye stopped undressing as she watched Art start to peel his trousers down over his hips. The man kept his eyes on her, slowly pulling down the tight bellbottoms as if he were some kind of male stripper. Faye's eyes widened when she realized that he wasn't wearing shorts. The tip of his cockhead shot into view. Then more and more of his thick, ten-inch rod as the pants slipped past the black forest of cockhairs until his balls were finally freed of their cloth prison.
"It's hotter'n hell down there," Art joked, reaching down and playing with his balls for a second, then stepping out of his trousers and kicking them over in the corner.
Faye fumbled with the snap of her bra, unhooking it and feeling her tits fly out in delighted relief.
"Jesus!" Art said, appreciating her big boobs.
Faye shook the hair out of her eyes as she slowly slid her panties down over her bristling pussyhairs. If Art wanted to play strip games, so could she.
"Come over here, honey, and show old Art what you can do," he said huskily as Faye slid her hands under her sheer panties and played with her quickly swelling cuntlips. She closed her eyes then opened them barely, watching the muscular man rubbing his dick frantically as he stared at her snatch. Faye purposely bucked her hips forward then back, spreading her hot, tight pussylips apart with her fingers as she let rivulets of twat juice seep out and stain the crotch of her briefs.
"Jesus!" Art exclaimed.
Faye opened her eyes and stared at his balls. She had to admit that Art looked as if he were loaded with cum. She quivered expectantly when she watched drops of cum ooze out of Art's pissslit.
"Ohhhh, yesss," Faye moaned as she drove the elastic waistband of her white panties down hard, pushing the briefs to her knees, then stepping out of them as Art whistled appreciatively.
"Shit. Your cunt's so fuckin' hot that you'll probably burn up my dick," he said, laughing as Faye crawled onto the bed and between his widely spread legs.
"In that case, I'd better heat up your cock so it'll be ready," she said, bringing her lips down close to the jerking cock. Art moaned softly as she opened her mouth, then closed her soft lips around the silky crown. At first she kissed his dickhead tenderly, barely touching her lips to the big rod. Then her tongue flicked out to taste Art's meat.
"Baby, baby," Art groaned as he lifted his hand and put it gently down on Faye's bobbing head.
"UNNNGHHFFFF!" Faye groaned with obscene delight.
Within seconds she was sucking his cock furiously, plunging her mouth far down the thick shaft and crushing the head of his wriggling dick against the roof of her mouth. Faye almost gagged when she felt the big, bulbous tip smash into the back of her throat. Something broke in her mind, and Faye wanted to have Art fuck her all night. He was gentle yet masterful. He was the first man in a long time to treat her with the respect she desperately needed.
"Oh God, Faye! You're going to make me cum if you keep that up," Art groaned.
Faye looked up at him and smiled with her eyes, still clamping her lips to his dick. Art shrugged his shoulders and sank back onto the bed and tried to relax. He lifted his hips up at the same time and dug his dick into Faye's mouth. She moved to a position above him, resting her cheek on his belly. When the man drove his hips up again, his prick speared in and out of her mouth. She took the head of his cock between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, holding it as tightly as possible as Art fucked her throat even harder than before.
"Fuck! Fuck!" Art growled, reaching down to hold her head still. He plunged his huge cock in and out of her mouth with a hard pumping motion that told her he didn't have long to go before orgasm.
"NOOOOOFFFFF!" Faye cried out in a muffled voice as she tried to pull away. It was too soon! She didn't want to have him shooting into her mouth now. She wanted Art to take it nice and slow, driving his dick in her mouth, cunt and ass before he finally dumped his load in her.
"My cunt! My cunt," Faye growled like an animal as she yanked her mouth off Art's spit-slick cock and rolled over on her back. At the same time she thrust her right hand between her thighs and grabbed the full, sensitive lips of her pussy between her thumb and forefinger. She rubbed the big fleshy folds together and pulled them away from her pussy. That increased stretching pressure pulled deliciously on her stiff clit. Her hips spasmed into knots of hard, quivering muscle as she tilted her butt upward, grinding the hot flesh of her twat into her probing hand. Art watched the woman playing with herself, licking his lower lip hungrily.
"See what it tastes like first," Art said as he rolled over between her legs and drove his head forward.
She felt his hot, rough tongue licking over the fleshy lips of her cunt. It felt so good to have him putting his mouth on her. To have him lick his tongue up between the swollen labes of her pussy was one of the greatest feelings she'd ever experienced. Then she felt the licking organ slide inside, and it made her explode all over. Faye found herself shoving up to him, pushing her drooling pussy into his mouth as she reached up with both hands and squeezed her swollen tits as hard as she could.
"Ooooooooo, yessssss!" Faye howled huskily as Art pushed his tongue between the tight line into the slippery channel of her spasming cunt. As Faye exploded again, he shoved up higher until his nose was bumping against her clit. Art's tongue scraped around the narrow, raw passage, sopping up her pussy juice, licking her trembling cuntal walls until Faye almost pissed on the bed.
"Come on, Faye. It's fucking time," Art said as he backed away, then climbed on top of her. She felt crushed into the groaning mattress as the man's hot, hard body ground slowly against hers. He searched Faye's mouth with his probing tongue as soon as he was on top of her. His big, muscular hands ran up and down along Faye's naked hips and legs. Art's hard, thickly veined cock pressed down into the slick gash between her puffy labes as he rotated his hips to increase the delightful sensation that pressure made. Faye found it almost impossible to catch her breath, and turned her face away from Art's hungry mouth and gasped.
Art reached down and brought Faye's arms up above her head on the bed and pinned them there with a grip of steel. He moved back slightly from Faye's flushed face in order to see her better. He kissed Faye's mouth again, delicately running his tongue around the inside edges. Faye squirmed with unspeakable pleasure. Slowly, Art slid to the side, exposing Faye's throbbing pussylips that were oozing bubbling twat juice from the dark-red gash. His one hand still pinned Faye's trembling arms to the bed like a bar of iron as his other hand trailed lightly across the frizzled hairs of her pussy, pressing down occasionally on the swollen, quivering membranes and forcing out more of the bubbling hot pussy juice. Faye bucked and moaned, hunching up at times in an effort to impale her juicing snatch onto Art's probing fingers.
"Like it, Faye?" Art groaned.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" was all she could say. She wanted this man to fuck her. She wanted it desperately now. As Faye writhed under Art's attack, the man slid down until his mouth trailed across her heaving tits. His lips found her nipples, and he began to lightly nibble and chew the exposed flesh. Faye found herself moving her hips in a circular motion to match the movements of Art's big fingers swirling and reaming out her snatch. She moaned and licked her dry lips. Her tits were getting more sensitive with every second from Art's chewing mouth.
"I want to fuck you in the ass!" the man suddenly cried out.
"Oh God, no!" Faye moaned. She'd been looking forward to having her cunt stuffed. And now getting reamed in the ass! And Art had looked like such a nice man.
"Oh, yeah, babe!" he cried out as he threw her legs high into the air.
Faye groaned. Even the decent-looking men wanted to do those kinky things. She couldn't help crying out as Art's hot mouth found the crack between her asscheeks. His hard, pointed tongue forced its way into her brown, puckered bung. Art was breathing heavily now, and Faye could feel those hot blasts between her legs and on her drooling cuntlips. The entire surface of her ass slowly became slicked down with spit, and she felt Art straightening up, moving his strong, muscular hips into the fucking position. Slowly, the head of the strong man's blood-heavy dick eased its way up her ass.
"Oh God, if you've got to do it, don't hurt me. I haven't been fucked there--much," Faye said, remembering Willy's cock and her sore asshole.
"I won't stop, but I'll watch out," Art said hoarsely. He began moving faster and shoving his prick in deeper. Faye wanted to scream out in pain, but held her breath. Compared to what she'd been put through, it was a gentle dream.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Suddenly, Art yanked his cock out of Faye's spit-filled shitter and flipped her over onto her belly, flattening her tits down on the mattress. In the same motion he entered her again roughly with a hard jab and was pounding quickly at full speed. Faye let out a tortured yelp. But the fucking continued violently.
"How do you like being fucked up the ass, huh?" Art asked in a strained voice. "Huh, you like it, baby? Like it?" he growled, digging his hands under her chest and shoving them up until they cupped hard around her crushed tits. Art's fingers found her nipples and pinched and pulled and twisted them. Faye could feel Art's big balls slapping between her legs.
"Please ... hh-hurting mmeeeee!" Faye moaned as she tore her face out of the pillow and yelped out in agony.
"Great, baby, great," was all Art could say as he dug his dick deeper and deeper into her shitter. Faye growled and moaned, digging her slender fingers into the wrinkled bedspread as she thought her butt would split apart under the man's powerful attack.
"Nnnnnnnghhhh, fuck I'm close," he moaned, stopping his ass-plugging for a second and wiping his dripping forehead on her shuddering shoulders.
"Oh God, please!" Faye groaned out, not knowing what she was begging for.
"How about the cunt now?" he suddenly asked, pulling his cock out of her shitter with one big yank.
Faye felt hot flashes shoot through her butt as the big flanged crown popped free of her shithole and bounced in the air. Before the woman knew what was happening, Art had flipped her back onto her back and was wiping his shit-covered dick clean on the bedspread.
"That's one bad thing about ass-fucking. It's a bitchin' mess," he said as he cleaned up his prick, then crawled between her hiked legs, trailing the drooling tip of his pulsating prick across her spread snatchlips. Art reached down and pulled her cuntlips apart.
"Nooooooo!" Faye begged as she felt her swollen labes being pulled, teased and stretched. She was trembling on the brink of climax. All that sucking and shithole fucking had worked her clit up to a fever pitch. Even with all the pain, Art's shitter-plugging and licking had rubbed her box hotter than hell. Now Faye was trembling on the brink, begging for dick. She needed it. She couldn't do anything except beg for the big man's cock.
"Fuck me! Dickkkkkkk!" Faye screeched. "Fuck me. Oh God, please. I need it. Oh Jesus, I need cock! FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Faye screamed, tossing around. She hunched and scratched, yowling like a cat in heat. She raked her sharp fingernails across Art's powerful back as she tried to force him to jam his cock inside her. All she felt was his teasing fingering.
"Shit, you'll tear my skin off if I don't do something," Art said as he positioned his cock above the dark, gaping gash between her legs. He shoved his hairy ass down, making Faye bubble out mumbled obscenities as she felt all those hard, throbbing inches of cockmeat slam down into her pussy. She felt the relief of having the tense, itchy, rumbling pussy walls being stretched deliciously apart. The hard core of his hot meat filled her sucking snatch in one long shove. Faye felt Art's muscular body pound down onto hers, flattening her swollen tits.
"Fuuuuccckkk! In! In! In!" Faye moaned deliciously as she locked herself tightly around him. Art lifted her off the bed when he pulled back for a downstroke. He realized that she was closer than he thought.
"Cumming, babe?" he gasped out as he looked into her face. The brunette's eyes were glazed over with lust, and she felt her eyeballs rolling back into her head as something big, explosive and hard was unraveling somewhere deep in her gut. It was tearing at her clit, at her legs, and at her tits.
"YESSS! YESSSSSSS!" Faye screeched out, locking her ankles tighter around Art's hunching hips.
"Oh man, man, man!" Art groaned as he felt his cum bubbling up thick and rich in his cock.
"HURRY! H-H-HURRRYYYYY!" Faye screamed.
He pressed in as tight as he could, throwing his arms tighter around the bucking brunette. Art hunched furiously, pushing against Faye's body, keeping his dick embedded in her cunt as far as he could. His mouth moved down onto hers. Their tongues speared at each other as their lips stuck together. Spit ran in streams down their throats as they sucked and tongued each other. Faye felt her throat start to throb in time to her clit and shithole. Her body was completely on fire, hunching out of control. It was fucking and being fucked.
"NOWWWWWW!" Art screamed again as he felt his cum jetting up the thick shaft. He froze for a second, then shuddered, then bucked down hard against Faye as he felt his nuts blow apart. As his jizz shot up his prick, jetted through the thick head and spurted into her snatch, he stabbed his tongue deep into her mouth. His balls trembled as they pumped out their heavy, tightly packed load of cum. With each bubbling wad Art jabbed his tongue deeper and deeper into her mouth.
"AIYEEEEEE! AIYEEEEEE!" the woman screamed into Art's mouth as she felt his cumming dick throb in the tight grip of her cuntal walls. She felt the throbbing waves of orgasm blow up deep in her cunt. The slicked-down membranes shook, clutch ed and grabbed onto Art's thrusting cock. The throbbing grew stronger and more violent until she knew she was about to cum with him. Her tongue thrust back into Art's throat as she dug her nails into his back and took the final thrusts of his dick.
"FUCCCKKK! I'M SHOOTIN' STILL!" Art groaned.
Those were the words that set her off. A mind-bending orgasm shook through Faye's cunt that sent her floating up to the sky. She moaned and sighed as she wiggled under his hairy body. Her womb jerked in rhythm to her beating clit. Each time s he throbbed she felt the long dick still oozing cum. It was still hard and it still worked in her cunt. Faye had no idea how long the cumming lasted. But finally all the moaning, hunching and jizz-dumping stopped and the two of them panted exhausted on the bed, desperately trying to catch their breaths.
"I never thought buying a house could be so much fun," Art said, rolling off the brunette and laughing loudly.
"Or selling one either," Faye said, sighing with delight as she felt an incredibly relaxing warm glow settle over her deliciously stretched pussy.
"You know, I'm going to hate seeing you go somewhere," Art said, reaching over and lightly trailing his fingers over her big tits.
Faye wanted to tell him that she'd stay. She wanted to tell him that she wanted to get to know him better. But then she remembered Willy and his father and friends. What kind of relationship could she and Art have? There was always the threat of them coming up to this man and showing him the photos. Would he understand? Art wasn't a puritan, but Faye doubted if anybody could figure out why she enjoyed strapping on animals.
Faye put her hand up to her mouth suddenly. Did she enjoy it? The brunette suddenly realized to her horror that that was the way she began to think of it. Faye tried to drive the horrible idea out of her mind, but it was true. Even though she didn't look forward to the dogs, once they were in her she moaned and screamed just as if some big man were fucking her.
"Something wrong, babe?" Art said gently.
Faye turned her head and saw his eyes glowing softly at her. She felt her throat constrict. The woman wanted to tell him so badly about how everyone had been treating her. But there were those pictures! And then what had happened in the class room that afternoon. She was nothing more than a piece of meat to be thrown around to the wolves of the neighborhood. Art was a nice change. But he was just that; something to take her mind off of reality for a while. But reality was still there when he walked out the door.
"No. It's just that you'd better go. Really, Bockman'll probably be back here any second. I don't want that filthy old man catching us like this," Faye said with distaste as she gently brushed Art's hand away from her tits and sat up.
"Okay, if that's how you feel about it," Art said.
She could tell from the change of tone in his voice that he was a little hurt by her abruptness. But there wasn't anything she could do. She couldn't go on pretending that everything was peachy when her life was actually a nightmare. Art couldn't help her. All that could help her now was the money he'd give her as payment for the house. She'd be able to leave the area for a while and get her head together. Then, maybe after a few months, she'd come back and see if she could put her life back together.
"I'm sorry. Maybe tomorrow or something," Faye said as she flopped her big tits back into her bra and slipped into her panties.
"Sure. That's okay," Art said, smiling grimly as he pulled his pants up around his waist. "I'll sign the papers tonight, and see about getting this place into escrow."
"Oh, here's Bockman. Right on schedule," Faye said as she finished buttoning up her blouse and peered out the bedroom window. "I didn't think he'd take too long, especially when there's a quick sale for him."
For another half-hour the three of them talked business. Art was willing to pay the entire amount in cash, something Bockman at first resisted. Faye thought it was odd that Sol suddenly seemed a little cool on the sale. It was as if he were trying to keep her from selling the house.
But Art insisted on getting things done quickly, and Bockman was no match for the big man. In the end, the papers were signed, and the two men left, thanking Faye for the sale.
God! Maybe it was finally over for her, Faye thought to herself as she closed the door and flipped the lock. She brushed back her long hair and walked slowly into the bedroom. The brunette stopped at the doorway and stared at the wrinkled, sweat-stained sheets. Suddenly she felt a terrible sensation of loneliness creep over her. She wished that Art could be here, wrapping his big, bulging arms around her slender body and whispering gently to her that everything would be all right. As Faye undressed and got ready for bed, she wondered if some day would come when she could be at peace with herself and with the world.
* * *
"Oh God!" Faye cried out, suddenly awakened by the ringing of the phone. She reached out and flipped on the light on the nightstand, glancing at her alarm clock and seeing that it was one-thirty in the morning.
"Hello?" she said nervously into the telephone.
"Hey, sweet tits. Ready for a little action?" a voice said coldly over the receiver.
Faye's blood froze. It was Bill Ramsey, Willy's father.
"Please, leave me alone," she whined. Faye had just been dreaming of Art's body as it crawled over hers. It was a pleasant, satisfying dream. And now this!
"Come on, baby. My son told me what happened in the classroom today. Shit, you're hotter'n an iron turned up full. Seems Willy and his friends would like to get back into you. Besides, I've got some buddies of mine over for a poker game. They'd like to see you in action," Bill said hotly.
"It's too late," Faye pleaded.
"Never too late for your snatch. We'll be over in a little bit," Bill said.
"No, don't. Please!" Faye begged.
But the man had hung up the receiver before she could think of an excuse. Her heart pounded furiously. She didn't think she could take another session with Willy, his friends and his father. And now there were going to be more people there. What was she, an entertainer or something? Now she realized what Bill Ramsey and his son were intending to do with her. Whenever they felt like it, they'd bring whoever or whatever they felt like over to the house and make her do anything they wanted her to do. She was going to be like some appliance they turned on or off at will.
"Got to get out of here," Faye finally said to herself as she crawled out of bed and headed for the closet. She didn't care anymore what Willy and his father did with those pictures. Faye began to realize that no one in the neighborhood like d or even sympathized with her anymore. The women all considered her some kind of sexual threat to their marriages. And the husbands prowled around after her tail night and day. What did it matter if they got hold of some pictures that showed her fucking dogs. She didn't have any ties with people in Los Angeles--except Art. That was one tie that had just begun to form. Faye sighed and stopped for a second. Maybe he could help her out of this.
Then she thought of Willy and Bill and shook her head. She had to have her freedom first. The brunette tore through her closet, taking out things she considered essential, and threw them on the bed. She was going to pack and stay the rest of the night in some hotel. In the morning she'd come back and close the deal with Bockman and Art.
Her packing was interrupted by the sound of the front doorbell ringing.
"Oh my God!" Faye cried out in despair as she sank to her knees. It was too late! She couldn't get dressed and out of the house in time. They'd catch her and drag her back!
"Hey, Faye baby!" she heard Bill Ramsey shout out at the top of his lungs.
Faye realized that the neighbors wouldn't call the police. They either didn't care what happened to her, or thought that she was inviting all these men over for her own pleasure.
"C'mon, open up!" Willy shouted.
Faye groaned loudly, then pulled herself to her feet and staggered out of the bedroom into the living room. She unlocked the latch and slowly opened the door.
"You look better now than this afternoon," Willy smirked as he walked into the living room. Faye didn't say anything, staring at the carpeting as she was aware of several figures moving into her home.
"Come on in, everybody. Faye runs a good place here, don't you, honey?" Willy's father said.
The brunette jerked her head up and saw Willy and his father standing spread-legged in front of her, grinning from ear to ear as Jimmy Smith, Doug Yonts and Manuel Reyes filed in behind them. Four other men walked in after the three boys. Faye couldn't believe it! Her living room was turning into a brothel reception hall!
"You wouldn't believe it, boys, but she could take care of all of us and still have enough energy left for blowing the whole damned city kennel," Bill Ramsey said as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the photos he'd taken the night before of Faye and the German shepherd.
"Ohhhhh," the woman groaned, blushing furiously as Bill passed the pictures around to each of his friends. The men stared hard at the pictures, then looked at Faye. The brunette reached up and protectively drew her sheer pink baby-doll nightie around her throat.
"What's with her? Don't she like guys?" one of the men, a fat, balding bastard who reminded Faye of Bockman asked as he fingered one photo lovingly.
"Sure. But she'll take on anything if her snatch's hot enough," Bill said, reaching out and taking back the pictures. "They're our insurance that Faye cooperates, aren't they, Faye?" Bill said as he jammed the pictures back into his pocket.
"Well, what would you guys like to see?" Bill said, putting his big hands on his hips and looking around at the group standing in a circle around Faye.
"Gee, I don't know," one man said, rubbing his pointed chin as he stared at her barely visible pussyhairs.
"Hey, about something like what we seen in the pictures?" the balding fat man said enthusiastically.
"I don't know," the skinny man with the pointed chin said as he stared at her tits. Faye could tell that he wanted to squeeze her jugs, but was afraid to do anything.
"Come on. You ain't never seen anything like that before. Shit, you should've gone down to Tijuana a couple of years ago. The old Blue Fox had a girl there who strapped on a donkey. The fuckin' animal had a brass ring around the cock to keep it from slippin' in too far. But from what ol' Bill says here, this broad could take the whole damned thing in her twat," the fat man said, throwing back his ugly head and laughing loudly.
"Shit, you could probably drive a whole Greyhound bus up her pussy if she's hot enough," Willy said as he walked slowly up to Faye.
The brunette automatically slimnk back from the boy, clutching her tits and shoulders protectively with her hands as Willy stopped only inches in front of her and reached up. He slowly ran his powerful hands across her shoulders, bunching up the sheer material between his fingers. Then he suddenly gripped her nightie and pulled down hard, ripping it off her body with one powerful movement.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Faye cried out in terror and surprise as she felt the material tear off her body.
"Shittttttt!" the men all cried out together as they stared hotly at her naked body.
"Not bad, eh, gentlemen?" Bill sneered as he walked over to the woman and slid his hand around her buttocks. "You all can take your turns in feeling up her ass."
"Ohhhhhhh!" Faye cried out as she felt Willy's father slip his finger into her shitter.
"Hey, Manuel. Get a move on. Let's give these guys a real show. You got your dog in the car. Bring him in with Rex. Might as well let the two dogs get it on with her at the same time," Willy said to his friend.
"Two dogs!" Faye cried out as she felt her body being pawed at by the four men.
"Right, babe. Oh come on, it's kid's play for you. Shit, you should've seen her in the classroom, wailin' away like some kind of siren with Manny's dog stabbing her in the cunt. Shit, we had to hold her down on the desk to keep her from flyin' off," Willy said as he reached up and squeezed her tit hard between his powerful fingers.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Faye cried out, closing her eyes and trying to blot out the scene. If only she could act like a machine--do what they wanted without thinking. It was the only way she'd be able to get through this horrible night. Oh, Art! she thought to herself as she heard the front door open again behind her.
CHAPTER NINE
"Here they are," Manuel said as he led Rex and Scotty into the living room. The two dogs trotted around for a few minutes, sniffing at the men's shoes and the furniture before they finally noticed Faye standing naked in the middle of the room. Both dogs perked up their ears and barked happily. Faye knew that they remembered her, and were looking forward to another session.
"Shit, they're ready to strap her on right now. Look at that, bitch! They want your pussy bad. You want their cocks just as bad?" Willy asked, reaching up and wrapping strands of Faye's hair around his fingers and pulling back.
"Ohhh, yess! I want their cocks! I want their cocks! Anything you say--just let go of my hair!" Faye screamed out.
"Right, baby. Now get on your back. You're gonna take these animals like humans for my buddies," Bill Ramsey said as he pushed Faye down to the floor.
The brunette responded automatically. She gritted her teeth, telling herself if she just listened and obeyed, they'd leave her alone eventually. Then she could clean up and get out of the house for good.
"Okay, boy, the old lady's ready for you," Willy said as he and his father held Faye's legs up and spread. Manuel moved behind Scotty, pushing him forward. But Rex had other plans in mind. Before the young boxer could get moving, the shepherd had leaped at the exposed crotch and started lapping up the white, leaking cum Art had spilled into her pussy a few hours ago.
"Hey, looks like old Faye here's been screwin' around behind our backs. Who is he, baby?" Willy laughed loudly as he pulled her left leg further up and out. His father did the same with the right, and the woman thought the two of them were going to split her body in two.
"Unnnghhhh!" Faye cried out, trying to concentrate on her pussy. At least the dog's lapping was pleasant, and took her mind off the jeering around her and the obscene remarks the others were making.
"Come on, boy! Lick her good!" Willy shouted huskily to Rex. Then Scotty came up, trying to edge the shepherd out of the way as he pushed his flat black snout up against the brunette's snatch and started lapping at her juices. The two dogs growled loudly at one another. Faye's heart pounded as she thought the two of them were going to start snapping at her sensitive pussylips any second.
"Hey, take it easy, you two. There's plenty of snatch for everybody around," Jimmy said, bending down and trying to pull the dogs off Faye's snatch.
But the animals held their ground, somehow agreeing to partition Faye's twat between them. Both dogs settled down and started lapping at her growling snatch at the same time.
Faye couldn't believe it. Two animal tongues slopping in and out of her pussy at the same time. She felt her stomach churning violently as she felt the hot animal spit slurp into the throat of her snatch. Suddenly she felt something wet slip over her clit, and guessed from its pointed feeling that it was Rex. She gritted her teeth, swearing that she wouldn't respond.
"ARRGHHHHH! ARRGHHHHH! OHHHHHH!" Faye screeched as more sobs of pleasure bubbled up to her lips. She started bucking her ass up, almost pulling her legs free of Willy's and Bill's grip.
"See? Look at her. Pretending she doesn't like it. She can't get enough tongue up her pussy," Willy said as he watched the two animals lap her pussy more eagerly now. "Shit, she must be juicin' like hell now! Look at the two of them, slurping in and out like she was some kind of water hole!"
Faye groaned as she felt the two dogs work deeper and deeper into her cunt. The brunette bucked and heaved her ass up and down, slamming it onto the carpeted floor as she felt herself being lapped up to orgasm by the two animals.
"Hey, leave her alone or she'll blow up now," Manuel warned as he watched Faye's eyes roll up in her head.
"Shit, she's gonna cum!" Willy said, moving around and kicking both dogs roughly away from her snatch.
"Ohhhhh, noooo!" the woman cried out, feeling her pussy suddenly deserted as the two dogs yelped in surprise and pain.
"Don't want her jerking around the floor too soon," Willy said as he started unbuttoning his Levi's.
"And just what the fuck you think you're going to do?" Bill Ramsey asked his son.
"You wanted to give the boys a little show. Okay, let's give 'em something to remember. I'm going to take her in the pussy, and let the dogs have her asshole and mouth," Willy said as he peeled his jeans down to his knees.
Faye felt her snatch cooling off enough to get back her senses and look around the room. The four friends of Bill Ramsey were still too embarrassed to take their cocks and start jacking off in her face. But Willy had already stripped and was running his powerful fingers along his hanging dong. It responded almost immediately, swelling up like a big flesh-colored balloon and rising jerkily until it finally stood out perpendicularly from his hairy groin.
"Look at her. She can't take her fuckin' eyes off this thing," Willy said as he moved around to the front of her body, milking the full length of his dick with both hands as he stared at her twitching snatch.
"Hey, what do you want us to do?" Manuel asked, stroking the whimpering dogs gently with his hands.
"Hold them back for a few seconds," Willy said as he bent down and took hold of both of Faye's arms.
She went limp in his grip as he pulled her up and rolled her around. Then Willy knelt down and slid under her belly, wrapping his big hands around her waist and forcing her to hunch her hips down slightly. At the same time he raised his head slightly, moving it down until his lips were brushing against the tops of her hanging tits. Faye moaned quietly as she felt his hot wet mouth make tiny suction motions on her boob flesh as he hunched his thighs up, driving the big flanged dickhead up against her parting pussylips.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh!" the woman moaned each time Willy pulled down at her hips as he hunched up at the same time. He was battering her hot box teasingly with his dick, working her up into such a frenzy that she didn't care what happened to her asshole any more.
"Okay, get those fuckin' animals going," Willy growled deep in his throat.
"Go, boy," Manuel said in Scotty's right ear.
The boxer perked up both ears, then yelped twice as he looked at his German shepherd friend. Rex sat on his powerful haunches, apparently resigned to letting the boxer do what he wanted. Scotty didn't hesitate. He trotted over to Faye's bobbing pussy, sniffing at the hair-covered membranes as Willy's dickhead continued to poke teasingly at the dark, juicy gash.
"Fuck. That dog's gonna start licking it if I don't hurry up," Willy said half to himself as he gave Faye's thighs one powerful downward pull.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Faye cried out as she felt Willy's big cock-tip crash in between her fluttering flaps. At the same time she twisted her ass frenziedly in the air, wriggling it in front of the boxer's face like a flag. Her ass then rose high in the air. Scotty didn't waste time. The big young boxer barked once, then jumped up on Faye's bucking body. His long red prick slid into the crevice that ran between Faye's white buttocks. The woman groaned as she felt his hot, wet pole sliding across her bunghole. The dog obviously didn't know the difference between the two as he hunched desperately, trying to find some opening to stick his prick into.
"You think he needs help?" Manuel said as he crawled over to the dog and started to reach up.
"Let him get it in on his own," Willy moaned as he continued to hunch up and bury more and more of his big, knobby dick into Faye's sucking snatch.
"AHHH! AHHHHH!" Faye cried out suddenly as she felt the dog back away slightly, dragging his cock away from her buttcheeks. It sprang free, pointing directly at her brown, puckered, quivering asshole. Faye felt a rush of air blow into her shitter, followed by a sharp pain. The dog's cock had speared into her asshole and slipped all the way up to the big knot near the root of his dick.
"ARRRGHHHH!" the woman cried again when she felt the doggie dick spear into her bung. Scotty didn't seem to notice the difference between her shit-chute and cunt. Her asshole might have been tighter than her cunt, but the animal didn't seem to mind. He humped and rammed his prong into her shitter with lunging humps that sent inches of dogmeat slithering deeper and deeper into her asshole.
Faye groaned in disgust as she felt two pricks--one human, one animal--lunge in and out of her gut at the same time. She heard Willy laughing as she sobbed. He stopped his humping for a few seconds then started again, trying to match his fucking to the dog's. Faye howled and the others laughed. Scotty's grip around her sides hurt as she felt the long, black toenails dig into her tits.
"Now for old Rex. Come on, boy. Come on," Bill Ramsey said as he walked over to the panting German shepherd and grabbed him around the collar. The dog barked happily, realizing that somehow the woman was going to take care of his dick. The men murmured as they looked at the dog's underbelly and saw his dark-red dick fully extended out of its sheath. Faye had her eyes closed when she suddenly smelled something like dried shit. When she opened her eyes she saw Rex's asshole directly in front of her.
"Oh God!" she cried out, ready to jump up and run howling into the streets if they thought she was going to ream out any animal's shitter.
"Relax, babe. Just want you to blow the old doggie here," Bill said as he bent down and pushed her head toward the floor.
"Mmmmmmmmnnnggggg," Faye moaned in disgust, and then in pleasure as her asshole gradually started to throb in time to her clit. The nerve endings in her shitter started to respond to the dog's humping, sparking almost as sharply as those in her snatch. Her asshole was too tight for Scotty to work the big knot of his prick inside. But that didn't keep him from trying. He fucked as much of his dick into her butt as he could, hunching hard to work that big knob into her hung. Faye moaned as she felt the big knot hammering against the rim of her asshole. That added pressure made her flesh crawl even more excitingly as Willy reamed out her dripping pussy with his dick.
"Suck him, babe," Bill said as Rex whimpered excitedly.
Faye automatically lowered her head and turned it slightly to the right, shoving her face under the animal's spread haunches. She felt the hot fur of Rex's legs brush against her cheeks as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. The shepherd's belly quivered hard as she started lapping up and down his jerking prong. Salty cum oozed out of his jerking, pointed cockhead as Faye lapped more furiously at the dog's balls and cock.
"UNNGHHHH! UNNGHHHHH!" Willy cried out as he hunched wildly against her pussy. Faye felt Scotty's dick digging frantically into her bung as the boy's cock began to swell in her pussy. She closed her eyes and sucked in the full length of Rex's cock, trying to forget how she was about to take a double load of jizz into her body.
"UNNGHHHFFFFF!" Faye cried out, feeling her cunt knotting up into that familiar ball of sexual tension. Then suddenly it started to burst apart as she felt something hot and sticky blast into her snatch, then drip down past her snatchlips and onto Willy's quivering, muscular groin.
"OHHHHH! CUMMING! CUMMINGGGGG!" Willy shouted, wrapping his arms tighter around the bucking woman as he fired gobs of hot jizz into her violated twat.
"UNNGHHFFFFF!" Faye moaned again as she started to feel squirts of cum rocket into her ass.
"Hey, the mutt's shootin' too!" the fat bald man said breathlessly as he lowered his head and tried to watch the action as closely as he could.
"OHHHHHHHH!" Faye groaned, half in ecstasy and half in disgust as her body shook with the orgasm blowing up in her cunt. She came again and again until she thought her pussy was melting. Faye felt a trickle of what she guessed was doggie cum leak out of her violated asshole and trickle down her bouncing buttocks as Scotty barked twice, then hunched backward and yanked his dick out of her bunghole.
"Suck that bastard!" Willy cried out as he fired the last blob of his cum into her pussy. He moved his head away from the shepherd's prancing paws as Faye's head continued to bob up and down on the animal's hot dick. All the men in the room stared in silence as the dog growled deeply in his throat, then yelped as the first jet of his jizz spurted past her front teeth and spattered against her tonsils.
"AGGGGHHHHHH!" Faye cried out. It was too much for her! She pulled away from the shooting dog, spitting out what cum she'd taken in her mouth onto the floor.
"What's the matter, babe? Don't it taste good?" Willy said as poor Rex fired the rest of his load onto the carpeting.
"Hey, that wasn't too nice," Bill Ramsey said as the whining dog rubbed his cock against the chair to take care of the unsatisfied aching in his dick.
"Maybe when he gets hard again, she'll be able to take it better," Jimmy Smith said as he started to unzip his fly.
"Gang-bang time already?" Willy said, letting go of Faye's hips and pulling his dick out of her dripping pussy.
"You've had your fun. Now go home!" Faye cried out as she staggered to her feet and leaned against the back of the couch for support. Cum leaked out of her mouth, shitter and cunt. She'd never been so covered with jizz in her life. And now all of them were getting ready to plug her. This was too much for even Faye to take. They'd never force her to submit to them again.
"It's too early," Willy said, about to grab her around the waist.
"Hey, somebody's coming up the walk," Doug Yonts said as he peeked through the curtains.
"He's some big dude," Manuel said, joining his friend in staring out the window.
Art! Faye thought to herself, taking advantage of the temporary confusion and bolting for the door. Before anyone could stop her, Faye threw it open and started shouting at the top of her lungs.
"Help me! Oh God, somebody help me!" she shrieked as Willy ran for her and tried to pull her back.
"What the--?" Art said, running up to the porch steps.
"Get the hell out of here, mister. This ain't none of your business," Willy growled as he wrapped his hands around Faye's waist and started to drag her back into the living room. This time, the brunette fought back. She jabbed the boy with all her strength in the gut, sending him reeling back as she reached forward and grabbed the doorknob for support.
"Help me! HELP!" Faye screamed as she felt hands pulling at her legs and arms.
"Hang on, babe!" Art said, running up the stairs and tearing into the living room.
"Okay, mister. You asked for it," Willy said, pulling his hand back and getting ready to land a punch in Art's face.
But the big man was too fast for him. The boy was sent flying across the room as Art sent a right hook into his chin. Bill Ramsey came at him from behind and temporarily pinned his arms behind him as Jimmy, Doug and Manuel moved up to the front. But they underestimated his strength. Even Faye was impressed as she watched Art spin around and punch the older man hard in the gut.
"UNNGHHHHH!" he cried out, sinking to the floor, holding his belly.
As Art wheeled around and sent Jimmy crashing into the same corner Willy was lying in, Faye remembered the pictures. They were still in Bill Ramsey's coat pocket. She ran over to the collapsed man and bent down, running her hands through his jacket pockets until she felt the cool, glossy surfaces of the photos. Faye pulled them out before the man realized what was happening. They were all there! She stood up and ran over to the couch, slipping them under the seat cushions before anyone saw her doing anything.
"Bastard!" Art said as he grabbed hold of Doug and lifted his feet off the floor.
"Don't hit me! P-pplease!" the boy begged as his face whitened in terror.
"Then get the fuck out of here!" Art growled as he let him go. "Take your sick friends with you," he said as Faye ran up to him and held him back from doing any more.
"Just let them go. I don't want any trouble. Just let them get out of here, Art," she said as the rest of the crowd cowered away from the couple.
"You don't know what you're doin'," Willy said, staggering to his feet and holding his chin. "She's the kind of broad who'll--" he started to say.
"Just shut up, get dressed and get out of here," Art said, clenching his fingers together in a fist.
"Okay, okay," Willy said, bending down and picking up his pants.
In minutes the gang of men had cleared out, leaving behind the two dogs, who cowered in the corner. Faye looked at them sympathetically.
"Now, maybe you can tell me what's been going on?" Art said as he closed the door behind him and looked at Faye.
"First, what are you doing here?" the brunette asked, squeezing her cuntlips together to prevent jizz from leaking out. If she could only get to the bathroom and clean herself out!
"I don't know. After I left your place, I kept walking around thinking about you, babe. Then, I just decided to come on back to see if you wanted to see me again," Art said, shifting his eyes suddenly to the two animals who still whimpered in the corner. "What are they doing here?"
Faye's heart pounded wildly.
"Those men--they were going to--to--make me ... " Faye stammered.
"Oh Christ, honey," Art said, walking up to her and putting his arms around her. For the first time in months Faye felt completely safe. She wasn't going to let this one get away from her.
"Let's get away from here," she said, pulling back from him and walking toward the bathroom. "Those men, I'll explain later," Faye said as she remembered the pictures in the couch. Willy and his father didn't have their photographic proof any more. And with Art around, Faye doubted that they'd be spreading any more stories or bothering her again.
"What about the house?" Art said as Faye disappeared into the bathroom and locked the door.
"We'll sell it to somebody. Unless you want me to face those men again," she said, cleaning out her bunghole and cunt as she gargled.
"All right. I'll call Bockman in the morning," Art said loudly as Faye reappeared from the bathroom and switched off the light.
"Good idea. Now, how about something to eat?" she said mysteriously as she walked up to Art and took his hand, rubbing the right wrist against her swelling pussylips. After everything that had happened, the brunette suddenly felt completely clean and relieved. It was all over. The nightmare of the past two days was finished.
"Just try to stop me," Art said, grinning as he took her hand and walked toward the bedroom. As they passed the dogs, Faye looked at the two animals who whimpered and flicked their tails expectantly.
"Not tonight, boys," she whispered, winking at the animals as she walked into the bedroom behind Art.
"What about those mutts? Who do they belong to?" Art asked as he reached down and started unbuttoning his trousers.
"Oh, I don't know," Faye said, crawling onto the bed and spreading her creamy thighs apart as Art finished undressing. She thought of taking the two dogs with her when she left. It would serve Manuel and Willy right to lose their pets. Besides, Faye remembered that not all of the experiences had been unpleasant.
"Jesus! Dog-fucking! That's really sick!" Art said as he kicked his trousers free and scratched his hairy, hanging fuck sacs.
Maybe so, but it can be fun, Faye thought to herself as Art crawled onto the squeaking bed. It all depended on how a person looked at it, Faye thought as she opened her mouth and felt Art's thick tongue slide over her teeth and dig toward the back of her throat. She could hear the two dogs yelping occasionally in the dark. She tried to push it out of her mind. But somehow she wished she could feel some hot fur against her belly.
"OHHHHH, FUCK!" Art groaned as he pressed his dripping dickhead against her fleshy, hot snatchlips. As Faye felt the first hot inches of the man's dickmeat sink into her upturned pussy, she wondered what kind of woman she'd turned into. Something told her that even with Art she'd need something else--something more animal than human up her snatch.
"Oh Art, Art," she moaned. Faye shook her head, digging her fingertips into the man's hunching back as she forced the idea out of her mind. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe.
