The process of growing up, of passing through the age of adolescence has, through the ages, been marked by great inner turmoil, uncertainty, and tremendous pressures from family and peer group alike. Certainly, in our society today, the problems of youth appear to be more marked than ever before.
We hear constant reports of the pervasive use of drugs in our schools. Of shoplifting and other petty, and not so petty, crimes. Of promiscuity and dangerous VD epidemics.
Janet Taylor is a teenager embarking on her own special journey into adolescence. She finds herself .plagued by powerful emotions, sometimes feeling guilty about her awakening sexuality, sometimes getting angry over imagined slights and youthful misjudgments.
A SCHOOLGIRL'S BEST FRIEND-the story of one average young American girl's coming of age. A lesson to us all. A reminder, once again, that growing up is not easy.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Ohhhh...."
Janet Taylor pushed back her long blonde hair, licking her lips as she turned the pages of the dirty magazine she'd found. It was late afternoon. Her mother wouldn't be at home for at least another two hours. She had all the time in the world to leaf through this magazine and study the men and women ... fucking.
Fucking! The teenager shivered, putting down the magazine for a moment and concentrating on that hot, pulsing itch growing worse and worse between her legs. Janet sighed, rubbing her fingers over her upper arms. She knew she should have just thrown that piece of trash into the wastebasket. She should have cast it away like the piece of filth it was. Her mother had always warned her about books and magazines like that.
Only bad women looked at them, women who couldn't stop wanting and having men.
But Janet couldn't help the feelings she had the moment she started leafing through the magazine, seeing the naked women spread apart and being fucked in various positions. It took her breath away to see men with nine-inch cocks bent over women, pinning them to some bed while filling their holes with their meaty dicks. Janet had to lean against her locker, catching her breath while her icy fingers shook.
Janet looked around guiltily, then stuffed the cast-off magazine in her book bag and went home. Her mother was working late at the office this evening typing up legal transcripts. Janet would be alone for a while, alone to look at those pictures and....
"Mmmmmmm...."
The young girl was on her bed in her bedroom. She picked up the magazine again and turned to a particular photo where it showed a man was straddling some woman's upper body. His fat balls dangled down toward her throat while his cock was embedded in her mouth. The woman looked happy, delirious with sexual joy. One of her hands was wrapped around the fat cockshaft while the other was placed on her cuntal mound, her fingers apparently dipping in and out of her juicy slot. Janet shivered again. There were times at night she'd played with herself. How good it felt to move her fingers over that slippery nub just at the top of her pussy mound! It was eerie feeling her flesh crawl, feeling her cunt explode with ecstasy as her fingers squished along the furry slit.
"Oh God!" Janet closed her eyes as a powerful spasm passed over her cunt.
The bed squeaked. She was rocking her body back and forth, her legs rubbing over the silken coverlet. She was making fucking movements. Her nipples were stiffening, scratching against the stiff material of her bra. She wanted to touch herself, wanting to feel her fingers teasing her clit, rubbing it to ... climax! That's what the other girls at school called it. Climax! Cum! That was another world, although Janet thought it vulgar!
Sitting up, she felt a little dizzy, her eyes out of focus. The air seemed to grow hot and thick around her. That, she guessed, was the result of her present state of mind.
Janet giggled, glancing down at the magazine one more, surprised and a litle shocked that she felt so hot.
Janet was breathing hard, panting like an animal as she crisscrossed her arms and snaked off her jersey. Tossing it on the floor, Janet unzipped her skirt, hunching up her pump, taut ass and sliding the garment off her ankles. She squirmed up on the bed, resting her shoulders against the headboard and pillow while moving the dirty magazine off to her right. She studied the photos, her right hand slowly moving up and down her inner thighs. Her cunt puckered. Her pussy walls trembled the moment her fingertips slid close to the elastic legband of her panties. And when she slipped her fingers under her briefs and touched the swollen edge of her cuntlip ... the effect was electrifying!
Janet groaned. She kicked out one leg, curling her toes until they cramped. Hot! That's what she was. For the past two years Janet had been feeling something like this bubbling up, taking over, wanting to make itself felt. This was it, this overwhelming sexual heat that was making her cuntal slit all hot and bubbly with juice.
As she moved her ass from side to side, she could feel her nylon crotch panel sticking to her labes, making her pussy feel all hot and squirmy. Her cunt walls buckled in from the rising sexual heat while her flesh crawled with excitement. Was this how sexual arousal felt to all women? Did they all wallow around like this, feeling as if their cunts were going to explode from having swollen so much? Could her mother...? No, that was absurd! Her mother was cold, calculating, a businesswoman who was dedicated to making a living both for herself and her daughter.
Janet giggled drunkenly once more. Her mother feeling something like this ... it was a joke.
"Ohhh...." Once more she thought of how she'd love to be a woman like the one in the magazine. For just a moment Janet would have given anything to be pinned down on the bed like her, her legs dangling over the edges of the mattress, her head tilted up slightly while her lips were wrapped around that big, meaty, thick-veined prick.
Janet jerked her knees up, then let them flop down onto the mattress. Juice bubbled out of her cunt, trickling down into her asscrack and oozing into her shitter. It was wonderful and lovely to feel this kind of excitement. The air seemed to hum all around her.
"Ohhh ... cummmm!" She had actually said it!
Janet froze for a moment, screwing up her forehead. She didn't want to be like those girls in the bathroom who kept giggling about sex, talking about how they played with their boyfriends' dicks. That was terrible, awful! And yet that awful, vulgar word came so naturally to her now. Lots of things were coming so naturally to her now. She shook her head, feeling her long hair splashing over her shoulders. This had to stop. She couldn't allow her feelings to take off like this, turning her into a cheap woman. How right her mother had been! These kind of books were something bad women looked at!
"Ohhh...." But would it hurt if she played around a little more? She had already taken the trouble to march up to her room and strip down to her bra and panties. Surely there could be little harm....
Cocks. They get big when girls rubbed them. That's what the girls told her at school, but she didn't know how big until she had seen them in the magazine. The man in the picture looked as if his dick belonged on a horse or donkey.
Janet closed her eyes and sucked in a sharp breath. She was moving her finger along her pink, soppy, wet cunt. She parted her knees so that her pussy opened. Janet brushed her fingers over the downy, plump cuntlips between her spread thighs. Gingerly she pried her cunt open, feeling a tiny bump.
"Yesssss...." she hissed.
Janet had brought herself off many times before. But this was the hottest she had ever felt. Her flesh was so hot, so sensitive to the slightest touch! Her tits felt tight while her mouth and throat were as dry as cotton. What was happening to her? What was going on? The young girl panicked for a moment, having a difficult time catching her breath.
"Ohhh...." Janet sucked in another ragged breath. She touched the tiny bead of her clit. A shock raced through her thighs. She took in another shuddery breath, licking her lips. She felt guilty again. Her mother had said something once. When she was a small girl in the bathtub playing, playing ... her mother had come in and said something. Janet couldn't remember exactly what the words had been. But she knew that because of that one time it had always made her feel guilty when she touched her cunt. But she had done it again and again, rising over the phantom warning hanging in her mind. And now she did it once more.
Janet smiled, groaning, the cords in her neck sticking out. "Ohhh...."
It felt so far out. Janet moved her fingers up, sliding them along in circular patterns around her flat belly, then slipping them back down under the waistband to her cunt. Janet could smell the young heat of her body, that vague pungent muskiness that came up from her cunt. She liked the smell. She liked a lot of other things that had been happening to her maturing body during the last few years. Her mother, of course, didn't. Her mother 'vas concerned about the boys in school, about her u dates, about ... about so many things that bored Janet. No, she hadn't gone steady with a boy yet, although her mother's constant worry about men had often tempted her to go all the way more than once. Janet pictured her mother's shocked expression if she were to walk in the door one night and tell her she had just been fucked. "Ahhh...."
Janet swallowed a lump of excitement. With one hand she peeled the outer lips of her cunt back, massaging some of the fluid back into her steamy crack. It sounded squishy and wet. She felt a thrill rush through her entire body. She licked her lips.
Again the young blonde teen glanced down at the photo. It seemed to come alive! In her sexual delirium Janet imagined that young stud leaping up from the page and jumping on her. She could feel his strong hands pressing against her shoulders while his legs pinned hers to the bed. And rubbing up and down over her flat belly was that cock-that hot, thick, long meaty cock rubbing greasily over her cuntal slit. And then ... and then he was edging his ass up, dragging his horsesized dick along her fuck slot until ... until....
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Janet didn't dare think of the conclusion! Her mind flashed blank as another series of pre-orgasmic spasms passed through her cunt. She was going wild, writhing and squirming over the bed.
"Ohhhhhhhh God!"
Janet was using her middle finger, rubbing it way down her slit, then bringing it slowly back up. She paused to give her clit a lingering tickle. The sensation of her hot cuntal folds surrounding her finger was enough to make her more than a little dizzy. She kept rubbing, concentrating on the areas of her cunt that made her feel best.
"Ahhhhh!"
Janet found that spot, that special spot that made her feel so weak and hot. She tested it with a very light touch, searched out that odd little flap of soaked flesh that partially covered it. Her breathing changed again, becoming more and more shallow. She could hardly wait! She wanted to be fucked, to be fucked by someone like that man in that magazine!
"Fuck, fuck...." Janet groaned out that forbidden word again and again, her head rolling from side to side. Strands of her blonde hair clung damply to her cheeks. Her thighs were rigid with tensed muscles. Her right hand was working steadily at her cunt now. Two fingers glistened with the slickness of her juices. When she added a third, how good it felt! Janet's cunt was swollen, red around the edges of her puffed cuntlips.
"Ohhhh noooo, it feels sooo ... soooo good," Janet groaned.
That feeling of cumming, that hot rushing sensation in her cunt was on her once again. Janet was rolling her hips slowly, moving her cuntal mound against her fingers. She began fucking her hand, jerking her hips up and down, fucking her fingers as if they were a man's big dick.
"Cock, dick, ohhh yessss! I want cock! I want cock soooooo bad!"
She had whispered those forbidden words. The sound of them made her shiver with delight. She wanted to get fucked, to get fucked by a hard, hot dick like the one in the magazine!
Janet slid down all the way on the bed now, pumping her ass frantically up and down. She let her fingertips graze the tiny bulge of her blood-filled clit. Immediately a rush of thrills made her head swim. Her thighs felt as if they were on fire.
Janet shut her eyes. The feel of the coverlet under her asscheeks pricked her to a bouncy, humping rhythm. She spread her legs wide, glancing down at her juice-soaked panties. Soon, soon, she'd be cumming. Janet raised her head with great difficulty once more, staring at the photo of the man and woman, before dropping back down.
"Ohhhhh!"
She was going to cum soon. She was so close now! Janet found herself jerking and thrashing like a wild woman on the bed. She had never, never felt anything like this, even when she was alone at night in her room playing with herself. How things had changed. That damned magazine! "Ohhhhh!"
Her legs were bent at the knees, then she flopped them loosely back down to the bed again. She dug at the mattress with her heels, her shoulders writhing back and forth. Her blonde hair splashed over the pillow, tangling wetly at the corner of her mouth. Janet had the feeling that soon, soon she would be feeling something besides her own fingers in her pussy. Soon a man....
"Ohhhhh!"
Another hot flash raced through her cunt. She wondered how many more she would be able to stand before she passed out from pleasure. Her body felt so warm, so buzzy. When a particularly sharp spasm passed through her cunt, Janet rolled onto her belly, clamping her thighs tight, fingers still squishing wetly between her cuntlips. She was pumping her ass up and down in wild, fucking movements. The headboard banged loudly against the rear wall, producing tiny cracks in the plaster. What would her mother think? Would she even notice the damage?
"Unghhh!"
It was too much, too wild. Her face was pinched as if in pain. And yet it wasn't pain that made her face so red and tight. Something far more powerful, something that she had never experienced before, was turning her into a strange, new woman. She grabbed a pillow and wedged it between her thighs. She jammed it and held onto it hard, pumping her ass wildly. Her mind flashed with several wild pictures, among them the guy with his dick in the woman's mouth. She trembled, fucking that pillow as if it were a man! "Ohhhhh!"
Still the orgasm wouldn't peak, wouldn't ... cum!
Suddenly Janet had the distinct feeling that she wasn't alone in the room. She stopped her wild fucking spree, freezing on her bed. Fear filled her. Her mother! God, what if her mother were standing there in the doorway now, her face dark with disapproval, shock? Would she throw her out into the streets as she'd once threatened?
Janet felt her face blanch. The excitement that had filled her cunt disappeared almost at once. Tentatively she turned around, gazing heavy-lidded at the vacant doorway.
At first she wondered what on earth could have given her the impression that someone was watching her.
"Oh, it's you, boy!"
Janet smiled weakly, seeing that it was Rex, their pet German shepherd. Her mother had purchased the dog nearly one year ago after a series of break-ins had terrified the neighborhood.
"Go away now, Rex. I'll be down to feed you later," Janet said with some irritation in her voice. The thought of finger-fucking while the dog had watched made her blush.
But the animal refused to move. He stood in the doorway, his head cocked to one side, his ears pricked forward while his black nostrils quivered. He was smelling something, smelling ... he was smelling her cunt!
In a thrilling flash of realization Janet knew he was smelling her pussy odor and liked what he sniffed! Immediately she remembered Rex sniffing around her legs, nosing between her mother's legs. But neither one of them had thought much of it, pushing the dog gently when he became too familiar. But now ... now Janet felt a tremor of fear and closed her legs, drawing the pillow over her cunt.
"Go downstairs, Rex," she said more firmly, aware of the nervous tremble in her voice.
Rex turned as if to go, then stopped, moving back into the bedroom. A low growl came from his throat.
Janet wondered what was going to happen now.
CHAPTER TWO
"Downstairs, Rex!"
The animal wasn't obeying her. Instead he stood there, his forelegs braced on the carpet, his gray fur bristling. His nostrils quivered with excitement. He was smelling her cunt juice and loving it.
Was he going to attack her? Vaguely Janet remembered stories about dogs attacking their masters. But those dogs were generally Dobermans, an unstable breed. Rex had always been friendly ... perhaps too friendly now that Janet thought about it. Rex was moving now, stalking her as if she were some sort of prey.
"Go ... away!"
He was by the bed now, his dark-brown eyes rolled up to her. He seemed to be laughing at her.
That was stupid! Janet felt she really had to be freaking out to think that a dog thought like a human! Still, there was something there, something that made her tremble with nervousness and terror. Rex wasn't backing down though she told him again and again to go back downstairs. He was defying her. "Oh!"
And then he was on the bed, his forepaws on her thighs. What was he trying to do? She saw his tongue ... that long pink tongue wet with spit hanging from one corner of his mouth.
Janet cringed, her eyes wide with horror. In a flash Rex dropped his head, sinking his fangs into the pillow protecting her cunt. She felt it being wrenched from her grip.
Janet dug her fingertips into the mattress, trying to scoot backward. But the moment it appeared she was trying to escape, Rex snarled, snapping at her, threatening her with those powerful teeth of his. In the end Janet capitulated, wondering what on earth he wanted of her.
"Ohhh, please go back, Rex. Please, I ... ohhh God, what's happening to me?"
He was so large, so overpowering. It was just too terrible for thought. Then Janet thought of that man in the dirty magazine. He was dark, overpowering. God, was she confusing the two? Janet shook her head, trying to drive out the confusing thoughts.
"Oooooh no, this can't be happening! I won't let it," she whispered.
It became apparent to her that Rex wanted her ... wanted her cunt. He had dropped his head and started licking her ankles. Janet shivered, drawing her leg up. But the moment she moved, Rex snarled and snapped at her feet. Breathing heavily, Janet remained still, feeling the dog's tongue move up, up to her cunt.
"Unghhhhhh!"
It was like a nightmare coming true. She lay quietly like a corpse, her body opened, still hot from all that finger-play, her cunt exposed to the big dog.
Rex was on top of her now, his tongue lapping noisily at her crotch. She felt the dampened nylon of her panties being stretched away from her body. She could feel Rex's hot tongue graze one exposed cuntlip. Gasping from the wild contact, Janet shoved one hand down to cover her pussy.
"Oh God!"
Rex jerked his head up, then exposed that double set of dangerous fangs. He snapped at her, making her scream and draw back her hand.
This was awful! She was trapped, forced into doing this terrible thing with this beast. She was being raped, raped by a dog!
"No, don't ... oh, stop!"
Rex growled low in his throat, bracing his paws on the bed as he pressed his nose up and in. Her knees shook mightily, flopping up and down against the mattress.
It was a terrible thing happening. But Janet couldn't deny the rushing hot feeling reappearing in her cunt almost immediately. It had to have been the book ... that awful book with those pictures of men and women fucking that was doing this to her. Normally she wouldn't have felt this hot, wouldn't have let herself get into this terrible situation.
"Unnnghhh!"
What would her daring girlfriends say now? How would they look at her, if they saw her getting licked off by a dog? A dog!
Once more Janet tried shoving the animal away, and once more he nearly bit off her fingers. Now he was trying to peel away the elastic legband of her panties. Once he succeeded, nosing in and licking over her clit. Just groaned, biting blood from her lower lip. Closing her eyes, she thought of that handsome man in the picture. She tried to imagine it was him who was licking her, overpowering her with his big-muscled arms and legs. And then ... then his cock, would he drive his cock into her?
Would the dog? No, no, that was too horrible to even think of! "Oh no! Nooooo!"
His tongue was going higher and higher, exploring her thighs. Why did it feel so overwhelming? It was like all those wicked dreams she'd been having lately, the dreams that made her pick up that magazine today at school and take it home. That magazine had led to this! Her mother was so right. Books like that would bring people to no good end!
"Ughhhhhh!"
Rex had reached her drenched panties again. His tongue stretched, brushed over the narrow band of nylon covering her fuzzy cunt. Janet moved down on the bed, shoving her hips forward. The dog whimpered and moved his long snout from side to side. The nylon crotch panel pressed hard into her cuntal slit, making her jerk her thighs up and down, rubbing the silky material over her inner labes and her clit.
"Ohhhhh!"
It had to be a dream, an illusion. Janet was her mother's daughter, a good girl, one who wouldn't dream of doing something as foul, as perverted as ... this. But it felt so good lying there, spread open, spread open for the dog's wonderful lapping tongue.
"Wrong ... it's so wrong!"
Janet was dizzy, drunk with her own young, rising lust. Her body was trembling, shaking with indecision, desire coursing through her veins. The dog was going wild now, his growl becoming louder, more insistent. Janet tried again to slip out from under him. But Rex was adamant, snapping at her fingers, moving down to her crotch, burying his maw in her groin.
"Unghhhh!"
The terror began.
Janet felt the dog's sharp teeth nip at her panties, tearing them. It was impossible ... it was horrible. Her panties were torn apart. The ripping sound filled the room, made Janet cry out with terror. She was being stripped by this dog, by her pet!
Curling her fingers, Janet beat frantically at the dog's big head. This time Rex ignored her, concentrating on her delicious-smelling nylon panties.
"No, stop!"
Janet struggled on the bed, her heels digging into the mattress as she squirmed away from the panting, raging dog.
"This can't happen ... I won't let it!"
But while she was saying this, her panties had been completely stripped away. Now she was lying there, only the elastic waistband holding onto her body. Her bra was even slipping down, nearly ex posing her dark-red areolas. "Stop!"
Remnants of white panty silk hung in shreds at her ass, draped over her belly. Janet realized that her pussy was exposed. She could feel the inner surfaces of her cunt working together as she wormed higher on the bed. Her fingers dug frantically at the coverlet. The headboard banged against the wall again, creating more cracks. This couldn't be happening! It was like something out of ... out of those dirty books. Women being sexually attacked by dogs!
Again she tried rolling over, trying to escape from Rex. The dog was quicker. He jumped forward, his paws hitting her thighs. His nose slid under her hot exposed cuntal mound, his long red tongue wetting her all over. Janet let out a groan, falling back to the bed, feeling her head sinking in the pillow.
"Oh God! My God! What am I doing to myself?"
Tears of shame and humiliation streaked her cheeks. She was letting this happen. If she had wanted to stop Rex, she could have kicked at him, scratched his eyes out, could have done a thousand and one things to drive him away. But the truth was that she really wanted him there, wanted his wonderful tongue slopping up and down her pussy.
Janet squirmed, wiggling her ass frantically about in tight circles. She was turning on to the big animal, actually feeding him her cunt. "Unghhhhh!"
Rex was going crazy, whining, wiggling his body back and forth as he stood above her on the bed. Janet felt petrified-hot and petrified. The first touch of his tongue had made her belly buck with fear and revulsion. But then, when he was sliding his maw up and down over her cunt mound, how good it felt! Her fears melted away, evaporated as her sexual delight increased a thousandfold.
It was unreal! She was opening her cunt to the dog. She was actually spreading her legs apart, rubbing her bare feet over the mattress and spreading her legs open for the animal.
Janet jerked her head from side to side, becoming as wild now as the dog. Rex was going crazy. He slopped his tongue over the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, wetting them down until they dripped with spit. The dog's tongue excited the hell out of her. His tongue slopped over everywhere, producing a wonderful, ecstatic friction. Her knees fell apart. Janet groaned, thinking she could hear her cuntlips unstick. The dog lapped at them. He had quieted down suddenly, sniffing her pussy.
"Ohhhhh, no, no, noooooo!"
Rex was tasting her, smelling her, growling as he shoved his forepaws up against her thighs and tried burrowing his furry snout into her hole. The sensation of those stubby hairs rubbing against her clit drove her through the ceiling. Her legs jerked out, her heels dragging along the edge of the mattress while she clutched desperately at the coverlet.
The dog kept licking her cunt over and over again.
"Nooooo!"
Gently, carefully, Rex slipped his long tongue into her hole, petting her clit with its tip. It made Janet shudder with sexual fever. He was feeding casually on her pussy now, slurping up her juices, driving his muzzle in at times, making her think that it was a cock.
"Rex ... Rex...."
Janet didn't dare let herself think too much about what was happening, about how she was letting the dog eat her out. Rubbing the backs of her legs furiously against the wrinkled coverlet, she rolled over, pushing her fingers into the soft pillow and moaning. She tensed her thighs, shoving her ass up, flexing her ass muscles as the animal's tongue slopped up and down her butt crack. The hot, wet rough sensation of his tongue slicking down her shivering asscheeks made her cuntal walls buckle in once more.
Janet's knees slid up, pushing down hard into the mattress. More of her cunt was revealed for the hungry German shepherd to lap.
Rex twisted his head around and nuzzled her cunt. His forepaws scratched teasingly along her upper thighs, leaving small red marks on her upper thighs and buttocks. Janet babbled, tossing her head from side to side as the dog's wonderful tongue found her clit again. He was probing her cunt again, shoving his snout in and out, smacking his lips as Janet tried to open herself even more to him.
"Rex ... Rex...."
She was gasping his name, repeating it over and over as if the dog were her lover. She moved her ass back and forth, back and forth, in fucking movements to satisfy the burning itch between her legs.
Janet let out a series of soft, muffled cries. How could she be doing this terrible thing, exposing herself like this to an animal? The thought shot through her mind, shaming her as she wagged her ass in front of the growling animal. Janet would have climbed off the bed in disgust if her cunt hadn't burned so, if that wonderful tongue hadn't kept touching her clit, making her nearly pass out from extreme delight.
"Ohhhhh, God in heaven!"
Janet rolled back onto her ass, digging her heels into the mattress and moving her cunt up, giving the dog more of her pussy to eat. She was eager to do almost anything to take care of the burning itch between her legs. Growling and whimpering, Rex tongued her ass, pushing his tongue deep into the split of her asscheeks.
Janet felt so wet and hot down there. She groaned, dropping her ass back to the mattress, then shoving it up once more.
"God! Oh God!"
She couldn't keep going like this! Janet felt herself teetering on the brink. Strange flashes of pleasure shot up and down her thighs, licking at her pussy. Janet couldn't wait much longer. She was holding back, holding back to make her orgasm the biggest she'd ever had.
"Unnghh!"
Janet rubbed the dog's thick fur. She could feel the dog's bushy tail wagging back and forth, tickling her calves.
Peering through the red fog that had settled over her brain, Janet looked heavy-lidded at Rex. She saw something-something long red and bony between his hindquarters. Janet had seen dogs fucking in the streets, their bodies humping back and forth. It was his dick ... long, red, and hard ready to slip into her cunt.
"Nooooo!"
Janet pushed her legs together, trapping Rex's head between her white, shivering thighs. She couldn't let the dog fuck her! She couldn't let him slip his knobby boner into her cunt! That would be going too far. That would be committing the worse sexual perversion in the world.
"Stop!"
Rex kept on going. He drove his tongue up and down her cuntal crack faster and faster. It felt good, so very good. Her clit burned from the steady licking friction. Every square inch of her body seemed to be tensed, alive to the slightest touch of the big dog.
Janet gasped and babbled, telling the dog to hurry, begging him to drive his tongue harder, faster into her cunthole.
"Unnnghhhhh!"
Strings of drool oozed from the corners of her mouth. She moved her knees back, back to her tits. The halter rubbed against her flesh. Janet had wanted to take off the bra. But the spasms in her cunt had prevented her from doing anything except roll her ass from side to side and hunch her pussy against the German shepherd's maw.
Now Janet was moving her ass up and down, faster and faster, twisting to the side. The dog's teeth nipped first one cuntlip, then the other. Janet raised her hands and cupped them over her bra, lifting the scratchy material over her stiff, hard nipples. Everything in her world seemed to be blowing to pieces now. A dull roar became louder and louder while bright lights flashed in front of her. Janet didn't care about anything any more. She could die doing this, and it wouldn't matter to her. This had to be the best, the most wonderful thing in the world to happen to a woman! "Cummmmmm!"
Janet was working her ass around in frantic circles, crying excitedly. The air she sucked in burned her nostrils as she teetered dangerously on the brink. Every muscle in her legs and thighs cramped as the dog speeded up his tonguing friction.
"Ohhhh God! God, hurry!" she whimpered, clawing the coverlet.
Janet thought once more of that man in the magazine, of how full her cunt would be if his dick were slipping in and out of her cunt now. The shameless thought pitched her into a wild fury. She writhed on the bed, bucking her cunt against the dog's jaws. His teeth nipping her cunt brought babbling moans of delight from her throat. She raked the dog's fur with her fingers, pulled him tighter against her. Scissoring her legs tightly around the dog's neck, Janet felt as if the room was crashing around her. It was wonderful, delightful! Nothing in the world could compare to the feeling that was carrying her away now. "Noooooo!"
She was a bitch, a shameless slut in heat and she didn't care. This was her first real sexual experience, and it was with a dog! What did it matter? What did anything matter any more? Janet quivered, her cunt throbbing. She bucked her body so wildly she was afraid the animal might jump off. But Rex stayed on, draping one forepaw over her right thigh and licking more furiously at her juicing clit. How sharp, and yet how agonizingly slow her climax was! If only she could have more friction, more....
"Unghhhh!"
Just couldn't believe the fury, the power of her own body. Lying there kicking and wailing, she didn't care if the whole neighborhood heard her cumming. It was wonderful feeling those sharp pangs of ecstasy tear at her clit. And all the while that wonderful dog was lying there between her kicking legs, driving his tongue in and out of her throbbing, cumming slit.
CHAPTER THREE
When it was over, Janet lay like a zombie. She hadn't felt this exhausted in years. The dog was gone, lying in the corner, licking his balls and shrinking dick. For a second she wondered if she'd let him do anything more than lick her cunt. More than lick her cunt? Janet laughed softly, covering her eyes with one hand. God, how could she even think of something like that! What had come over her?
Janet stared at the resting German shepherd. Would he want more? Would he, in some way, betray himself, show her mother what had actually happened in her bedroom? That was foolish. Janet shook her head, running her fingers through her hair. She had to come to her senses. Thinking like this would drive her crazy.
Sliding her legs over the edge of the bed, Janet stood up unsteadily. Eyeing the animal, Janet padded to the door, cracking it open and peering down the hall. No sounds downstairs or in the bathroom. Her mother was still at the office. For an instant Janet felt a pang of guilt. Her mother was working hard while she-no, she wouldn't think of it!
"Get away!" Janet said, feeling the dog's nose brushing up against her thighs.
Swatting at Rex, Janet slipped quickly down the hall and into the bath, closing and locking the door behind her. She rested against the door, closing her eyes and trying to regain her breath. It was a terrible thing she'd done!
Fingering the tattered nylon that had once been her panties, Janet stared at herself in the mirror. Her face looked crimson with lust. Her flushed cheeks, glazed eyes, everything spoke of her being fucked!
"Oh God, God!"
Janet stumbled forward to the tub, reaching down and turning on the cold water. She would steady herself by taking a cold shower.
After unbuckling the halter snap, Janet turned on the shower nozzle and stepped into the cold, stinging spray.
* * *
"Is everything typed, Mrs. Taylor?"
Laura Taylor squared her shoulders, looking up from her typewriter at Rod Harrison, her boss.
"Almost, Mr. Harrison. I've just got a few copies more to make and I'll be through."
She kept her eyes away from his, afraid that if she met his gaze ... well, she wasn't sure that would happen. For the past month she had been noticing his stares, seen his smiles as he walked by. Laura had tried to wear severely tailored suits, the dowdiest of dresses. She had done nothing or said nothing to encourage him. And yet, in spite of this, he watched her, studied her like a hawk. At times Laura thought he was going to touch her, to ask her for a date.
Laura found her heart was beating like a triphammer. Years ago she had sworn she would go to bed with no man. She had a career, a young daughter to raise. Men were just something that would get in the way of all that.
But when she was at home alone, Laura had often times different thoughts. She missed a man's strong, comforting arms around her, missed the touch of a man, the feel of his strong, hairy body while his cock....
Cock ... that was how she got in this position in the first place; she realized. Janet's father had attracted her sexually. After they were married, Laura realized that sex was the only thing they had in common. Sex, and plenty of it. For the first few months that seemed enough. How they used to fuck ... and in every position and room possible. Jack would purposely take off work early so he could come home and try out some new position with her that he had heard of. They were happy, or so it seemed.
Then Laura discovered that her husband was trying out other women as well as positions. One after another rumored affairs reached her ears until she couldn't ignore them any longer. Even though she was pregnant at the time, Laura would have divorced Jack on the spot. Fate stepped in, however, and sent her husband's car wheeling off the edge of the Pacific Coast Highway ... he and another woman. Thank God for the insurance. That and a small office pension had carried the woman and her baby through until she was able to get back to work.
"Good. I've got a conference tomorrow with some people from Chicago. I'll need forty copies."
Laura pulled the papers from the typewriter, feeling Rod's black sparkling eyes zooming in on her. She looked up, smiled weakly, then dropped her eyes. Breaking his stare did no good. She could still feel his searching, studying look burn through her clothes.
I hate the way he looks at me! she thought furiously. It makes me feel naked!
Laura tried to ignore the hot, mushy feeling between her legs. Her cunt was swelling, itching. The woman had been feeling that itch become progressively worse as time went on. Sometimes at night she would lay in bed, tracing her finger over her pussy, thinking of her husband, of the way he used to suck her cunt, play with her clit, then drive his dick in and send the two of them to heaven! She knew those days were gone forever! Why did she have to dwell on them, especially in bed at night?
Then orgasm would come as she dipped her fingers in and out of her cunt, playing with herself, rubbing her thumb over and over her clit. She looked back up at Rod Harrison and thought that he was just like all men. All he wanted to do was slide up between her legs. She wasn't going to let him. She wasn't going to wind up knocked up again just because she couldn't keep her cunt under control.
"I'll use the copier. I'll be back in a few minutes," she said, surprised at how low and husky her voice had sounded.
I wonder if he knows how I feel, she thought, straightening out her dress as she advanced through the large, empty office toward a battery of copy machines in the rear.
Laura didn't notice Rod coming up behind her, didn't hear his feet scraping over the tiles until he was nearly on top of her. "Oh!"
"I'm not going to beat you," he whispered, breathing into the nape of her neck.
Chills swept over her flesh, making her skin break out into goose pimples. He hadn't done anything, hadn't even touched her. But still the woman could feel herself melting, wanting to fall back into his arms, let him touch her as her husband had once touched her. She waited, expecting to feel a tongue being shoved into her ear.
"I ... I don't know what you mean," she said, surprised at how shaky her voice was.
"I can do a lot to help you around here. You work very hard here, Laura. I know you have a daughter to support at home, and you're working alone to do it. I admire that in a woman."
Laura kept feeding the paper into the whirring machine, pressing her knees against the warm paneling to keep from falling down. Her body was betraying her. The tips of her tits were so hard they seemed about to come right through her bra. Her pussy trembled while her clit popped to the surface. She whirled about, facing the startled man behind her.
"I don't want your help!" she blurted out. Laura covered her mouth with her fingers and fought for control. "I mean, I don't need help from ... from people. I do just fine, me and my daughter. We're okay, honestly. I prefer just to work without taking any favors."
Rod relaxed. He stood back, crossing his arms over his broad chest and smiled.
"Everybody needs help sooner or later in this world. You can't be an island, Laura."
Laura shivered as she turned around and continued feeding the papers in. Already she had lost her sense of control. Laura had no idea what she was doing. Papers slipped from the machine onto the floor while she still fed others in.
"And I think you need help now." Rod bent down, gathering up the papers, brushing one hand over her bare right leg.
Laura shivered, closed her eyes, tried to take her concentration off the pulsing itch driving her crazy between her legs.
"And unless your performance improves, I'd say you could use all the help you can get."
Laura's eyes flashed over his body. Rod was well-built, thick muscled and powerful. He looked more like a weightlifter than a stock-broker. He was young, just about as young as her husband had been when he had popped her cherry. Her cunt spasmed as she thought about it.
"Of course," Rod continued placing one foot up on a near-by desk chair and leaning on his knee. "I'll do everything I can to help you. If I have your full cooperation, of course."
Laura could imagine what he meant. Her eyes swept over his crotch. His pants were pulled tight against his body, giving a clear impression of a thick roll of meat cradled between his legs. Laura wondered how big his cock would be if it were hard. Would his prick be as long and thick as her husband's? How would it feel squeezing into her pussy?
"Anything wrong?"
"No, it's just that I'm a little tired," Laura said, finishing with the copies.
"Then you need some rest. Here, come into the office. You can sit down while I shuffle through these. I won't take long. Then maybe I'll take you out and buy you some coffee."
Laura started to protest, but he was already guiding her across the empty office to his private room.
"I ... I'll put reports together," she said, sitting down on a soft leather chair.
Rod's office had always reminded Laura of a bedroom ... soft colors, thick carpting, drapes that blocked out the outside world, and a wide, long low leather couch opposite her that was more like a double bed. She placed the papers on the floor in front of her and collated them while Rod studied documents in front of him.
Nearly thirty minutes passed by before Laura realized that he was staring at her. Her fingers became numb as she shuffled through the papers. She heard his high-backed chair creaking. He was standing up, rising, walking over toward her. Her tits were itching around the nipples. Her furry cunt was generating more and more heat as the lips of her pussy rubbed against one another.
"I think maybe you've got more problems than you can handle right now."
His voice made her nearly jump from her seat. It took the greatest control for her to remain seated quietly, collating the papers. A knot of tension formed in her pussy. Her cunt closed up tight. Could he smell her? Did he know what he was making her pussy do?
"I ... I don't know what you mean. I think I'd better leave right now. My daughter ... my daughter's at home alone and-"
"I think she'll be fine. Most teenagers today are more independent than we give them credit for," he said easily, spreading his legs apart.
Laura felt her cunt oozing. Her eyes moved again to his crotch. There was the unmistakable outline of his dick running down his left leg.
"Still, I'd better...."
He touched her, sliding his hands under her arms and raising her up from the chair. Laura's hands fluttered up to his shoulders and she tried to step away from him.
"What are you ... what are you doing?"
"I've noticed you, Laura, seen you around the office. I can tell when a woman wants to get fucked. I can see it in the way she walks, in the way she talks to me."
Fucked? What was he talking about? She had done everything to keep him for assuming that awful thing.
"No, no, you're wrong!" she protested, twisting in his strong grip. He was strong, so masculine!
"No, I'm not wrong. I can see it in your eyes, Laura. I know you want me. You've wanted me for a long time," he whispered, nuzzling her neck.
Laura stiffened, curling her fingers into two tight fists and beating them against his chest. It was useless. He had her gripped tightly, pressed against his body. And Laura was warming to him, feeling her cunt tingle, then heat up to a bubbly hotness.
"Ohhhh, don't do that!" she whispered, feeling his tongue lick her neck.
"You want to get fucked. You want my dick," he said, with such an air of assurance that Laura was stunned. How could he keep saying something like that, something that horrified her yet excited her at the same time. "No, no...."
But her protest sounded weak.
"Fuck, you're gonna fuck, Laura. Yes, and you're going to love it. I'm going to be the man who's going to release you, Laura. I'm going to be the one who's going to make you feel good for the first time!"
Laura couldn't fight back, couldn't push him away, couldn't deny the rushing sensations of sexual heat clawing at her cunt.
"Come over here."
He was guiding her to the sofa, smoothing his hands over her shoulders. Then Laura stood in front of the couch, rocking slightly back and forth on her heels. Rod slipped off his jacket and opened his shirt. Now he started on her, opening her blouse, dropping his head to her tits and licking at SI the rounded mounds partially exposed above her halter.
"Nooooo...."
Laura twisted away, gathering her blouse up in front of her and heading for the door. One of her feet became caught under the sofa. She tripped, fell forward and nearly hit her head on the door. Rod came up quickly behind her, quickly wheeling her around.
"You're going to stay with me, baby. You're going to let it all go, fuck with me."
"No, no! Oh God, no! Get away from me!"
Something tore. He was ripping at her blouse, pulling it off her shoulders.
"Stop!"
He fumbled for the zipper of her skirt. Laura panicked, slapping downward, kicking him. But he held her tightly, ripping down the zipper tab and opening up her skirt. He shoved her skirt down, wheeling her around for a second time and pushing her onto the sofa. Before she knew it Rod had pulled off her skirt and slid off her pumps. She lay there on the leather sofa in her bra and panties, her other clothing laying in a torn, useless heap some ten feet away.
"Please, don't do this to me...."
Was it rape? Could she call it rape when her cunt was throbbing with excitement? She wanted him to fuck her badly, wanting to feel him pawing her, feel his cock cleaning out her cunt.
Rod smiled, taking off his clothes quickly. She saw his trousers slide down, watched his shoes and socks come off. He was standing there in his jockey shorts now, the piss-flap pushed partway open by his long, thick cock. Wirey cockhairs peeked out around the edges of the flap. He pushed his thumbs just under the elastic waistband, shoving his briefs down.
Laura held her breath, unsure of what she should do. And then she saw his dick ... long, thick, with a knob on it bigger than her husband's. His cock sprang up, throbbing and pulsing.
"Oh no!"
Her eyes were wide, her jaw slack as she stared at his big prick. Laura scooted back on the sofa, her ass sticking to the leather covering. She pressed her fingers into her soft thighs as her eyes remained riveted on his fat dick.
"Like what you see? Most women do," Rod admitted, reaching down and scratching his balls.
"No, stay away!"
Laura sat there, beads of nervous perspiration breaking out on her forehead while her flesh tingled with excitement. Rod walked toward her, his dick swinging lazily from side to side. Laura pulled back, smelling the sharp, masculine odor of his crotch. Only moments ago they had been secretary and boss talking about tomorrow's meeting. Now she was trapped, trapped by him and his fat, long hard cock.
He was kneeling on the sofa, sliding over her, holding her by the shoulders and pushing her down while climbing on top.
"Stop it! I'll screamn, I'll-"
Rod shut her up by sealing her mouth with his, shoving his tongue deep down into her throat.
CHAPTER FOUR
"You ... you're crazy. You don't know what you're doing!"
Rod had her trapped with his naked thighs. Already Laura felt her panties going down, sliding over her hips. When she shoved her ass down into the cushion to keep them on, Rod grunted. She felt his fingers tensing, pressing into the nylon. There was a tearing sound!
"Stop it!"
"You want this as badly as I do, Laura," Rod said, tearing the remnants of her panties off.
Laura felt the legbands rip and the waistband tearing. She was naked, stark naked under this big man. Now she could feel his hard dick sliding back and forth over her cuntlips. His balls nestled at the lower junction of her cuntlips, her flesh greased down by his cockjuice.
Laura struggled to get off the couch.
"Help! Hhhhhhmmmfffffff!"
Rod shut her up once more with a hard kiss, his tongue invading her mouth, licking in and out, while his dick slipped over to her cuntal mouth.
After some struggling, Laura pulled away from his kiss. Rod's hands were on hers, pressing them against the sofa while his knees started to edge forward toward her buttocks. He was about to fuck her, about to drive his prick into her cock-hungry pussy.
"Oh, please, please...."
Her cries had become whimpers, especially when Laura felt Rod's hand sliding between their bellies. He started tracing the outline of her puffy cuntlips, lingering around the nubbin of her clit. Then, as he kissed her again, he milked her cuntlips together, rubbing them against one another, then pinching them up against her clit.
It was lovely, a wonderful, high feeling she hadn't had in years. Laura began to forget what she was, who was trying to fuck her. Sighing with delight, she found herself sliding her ass back and forth over the cool leather, feeling more juice seep from her fuckhole and trickle down her thighs.
"Yeah, yeah, I knew you'd get into it. Knew you'd be movin' that ass back and forth like this," Rod sighed, sliding one hand under her thighs and cupping her asscheeks.
His hand seemed to be everywhere at once! First he was fingering her ass, running the callused tips of his fingers up to the tight knot of her shitter. Then his fingers were back on her cunt. His sliding fingertips moved from the top of her cuntal mound to the wet, slippery zone down below, then back to her ass.
Laura rolled her head from side to side, edging her knees back voluntarily. "Ohhhhuughhhh!"
Laura felt her thoughts and feelings turning toward her aching thighs, her convulsing pussy. It felt the same way it had been with Jack. She felt young, vital, vibrant again. Although thoughts about how whorish she might be drifted through her mind, Laura had succumbed to her own rising sexuality now. Those years of sacrifice and those months without having an orgasm were behind her. Now, rocking and writhing under this handsome young stud, she was experiencing the joys that had once been hers.
"Unhhhhh...."
Laura pressed her lower belly up against the long, thick ridge of his cock. She was doing all those wonderful things she and her husband had done long ago. Throwing her head from side to side, she felt years of repression melting away, fading with her guilt as she opened her legs to this wonderful man on top of her.
"Ohhhhhh yessss, fuck!"
She felt his hands on her cunt, squeezing her labes together, rubbing the soft inner folds against her clit. Laura let out a long, soft sigh.
Laura felt his hands smoothing over her thighs, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, pinching her. She felt a smear of pre-cum dribbling on her skin. Laura loved that feeling of cock against her.
Moving one hand down and in, Laura tried to touch the knob of his long, hard cock that was rubbing against her cunt. But their bodies were wedged too tightly together. Rod was holding her hard, nearly squeezing the air from her lungs. Laura pulled her hand back up to the curly hair of his chest.
"Ohhhhhh!"
"Laura, you're so damned hot. Shit, I knew you were, but not this hot."
He was losing control of himself, talking dirty, acting a little rough. That was fine. He could do with her as he chose.
Her cunt needed a hard, ramming cock! And Laura was determined to get it.
His big hands now moved up, grasping her shoulders and pinning her down harder. He was whispering filthy things to her, telling her about how good and hot and wet her pussy was and how he was going to enjoy fucking his dick in and out of her cunt. Good. She was glad he was pleased, glad he had overcome her initial resistance and changed her into this raging sex maniac.
"Fuck, fuck...." she babbled shamelessly.
His cockhead was moving back and forth, rubbing steadily over her clit. Laura felt the heavy juices flow from her cunt, wetting down the wide flare of his dickhead. She opened her knees. Her cunt was already hot enough to open wide, then snap shut. Every move of her body coaxed more juice from her cunthole.
"Ohhhh yes, yes! Ohhh, that feels soooo good," Laura gasped.
Everything Rod did to her seemed good. The big man rolled his hips, his cock shoving up against the top of her cuntal mound. His fingers tightened on her shoulders. Laura wriggled her thighs against him.
It was that time. He was going to fuck her. He was going to drive his fat long prick into her cunt. It had been so long, so very, very long, since she'd felt that sensation. She tensed, sucking in a ragged breath as Rod prepared to fuck her.
"Nice, real nice," he said, moving his knees up until they pressed hard against her ass.
The knob of his cock was pressing right over her clit. Laura groaned. She felt an electric-like charge seeping from her hot clit to all parts of her body. As she rocked her asscheeks from side to side, her tits jiggled like two large mounds of jello. She could feel his cock rubbing against her pussy.
Why was he waiting? Why was he taking his time? Now she wanted his cock right away!
"Unnghhh...." Laura sighed, arching her back, sensuously moving her ass from side to side.
"Oh man, Laura, you want my cock bad, huh?"
He was staring down at her.
"Uh-huh," she admitted, casting her eyes down.
It was a shocking admission, but one she couldn't hide. Her body was glistening with a fine coat of perspiration. Her hair tangled around her throat.
"Then take it." .
He sucked and bit at her neck, every nibble sending flashes of lust up and down her spine. For a second Laura imagined his teeth ripping her. She shivered, curling her arms around his neck and drawing him down closer and tighter to her.
"Ohhhhhhh...."
Laura rocked her hips crazily now, wondering why he was still holding back. Then she felt the slide of his cock over her cuntlips. It was happening! Strange flashes of heat raced through her cunt as her outer cuntlips opened, stretching, fitting tightly around the fat mushroom head of his cock. Laura's lips tightened, her throat going dry as she gasped for breath. Her brain seemed to explode into millions of brightly colored pieces. She was going to be fucked, fucked for the first time in years!
"Ohhh, move that ass, baby, move it," Rod whispered, slapping her lightly across the asscheeks while wiggling his cock into her hole.
"Ohhhhhh, it's going so ... so deeeeeeep!" she groaned.
A low moan seeped from her throat. Laura wanted his dick in her, needed his cock in her. She thrust down with her hips, centering her cunthole over the dome of his cockhead. He was sliding his cock in deeper into her and Laura loved it. She rubbed her nipples against him.
Laura had almost forgotten how exciting it was to have a man fuck her. She moved her hips from side to side, pressing her cunt onto Rod's fat prick.
Rod grunted as he shoved forward and up. With a greasy slide, he slid at least another two inches of cock into Laura's tight pussy.
"Christ, Laura! You haven't been fucked for a long time," he gasped.
Rod pulled back, wiping the sweat off his forehead and staring down hotly at the fucked woman.
"You're like some goddamned teenager. Yeah, your cunt's good and tight," he whispered.
Laura felt a flash of pride. She was satisfying a man with her cunt. She flushed red, dropping her gaze, feeling her pussy convulse with excitement around the burrowing shaft of his cock. She was melting into a sensuous, buttery mass. But the amazing size of his cock promised more pleasure than she already had. Pulling his head close, she welded her mouth to his. Her tongue flicked into his mouth, rubbing over his teeth, drawing out more lust, more sexual excitement.
Then Rod started pulling his prick out. It seemed as if he were drawing all her guts with that big head. She protested, raking her fingernails over his back, hunching her thighs up. She felt her cunt muscles spasming at his sudden withdrawal, her pussy walls clutching desperately at his retreating dick. Her cunthole shrank back to its normal size just behind his withdrawing dickhead!
"Noooooo!"
Then his cock was sliding back in, squishing out more pussy juice that dribbled down to her ass. Rod was already starting a slow fucking action, this time shoving his dick in a little farther, a little deeper than before. Laura felt completely possessed, split in two by his fat dick. Her feet banged against his lower back as he fucked her good and slow and deep.
"Yes! Oh, my God, yes!"
The rising heat in her cunt made her move like a crazy woman. When he pulled his cock outward, she arched her back until the ridge around the knob of his cock tugged at her cunt muscles. Each time Laura arched her body and tried to gobble up more dickmeat Rod thrust his cock forward until their hipbones ground together.
Laura forgot about her daughter, about the fact that she was fucking her boss. Fucking her boss! There were more than enough stories about secretaries who stayed behind to do some late-night work and wound up squirming on the couch as she was. It was one way to get ahead. But Laura wasn't counting on promotions, wasn't demanding that he give her a raise after she finished working on his dick with her cunt. No, the only thing she wanted from him was exactly what he had inside her now. Cockmeat. Dickmeat. Inches and inches of hot, long hard prickmeat ramming her hard, tickling her clit, filling her pussy up until she thought her cunt and belly would split wide open!
"Huhhhrr! Huhhhr! Huhhhr!"
At first when his hairy belly ground against her cuntal mound, the joy-flashes from her clit rose past the fullness in her hole. As she ground against him harder, Laura felt the long bar of his cockmeat stretching deeper inside her cunt. It was too much for her! His cock was going to drive her crazy!
Laura screamed her desperate need for a hard, fast release. She didn't care who heard her. Let the cleaning women gossip. Her body was on fire. Every muscle was tense, tight, throbbing in sympathy with her sputtering clit. She could feel his hands sliding down past her thighs, past her cunt. Now they were on her ass, his fingers digging into the soft, resilient flesh. He was forcing her asscheeks apart, exposing her shitter, making her rolling hips take on the same heavy rhythm as his cock.
Laura heard herself sobbing. Was she really sobbing, begging for more dick? Letting out a particularly shrill cry, Laura ground her clit against his cock, loving the stretching sensation in her cunt. The steady beat of his cockhead was pushing her higher, closer to climax.
"Ohhhhh!"
Flashes of pleasure shot through her cunt now. Every pump of his cock against her clit sent her higher and higher.
"Soon, Laura, soon I'm gonna cut loose. You know what that means?"
"Noooooo!"
She could barely hear him, could hardly under stand what he was talking about.
"I'm gonna shoot my cum into your cunt. I'm ... ughhhh ... gonna pop off, shoot my ... ughh ... jizz into your pussy," he whispered, licking her ear.
Jizz! Cum! He was going to cum, cum inside her! The thought of his hard, hot dick spraying out the white spunk now stored in his balls made Laura shiver with delight. She dripped sweat, the salty perspiration stinging her eyes.
"OHHHHHHHH!"
She had all of Rod's big cock now. She was moving her ass in frantic circles now, feeling Rod's cock stirring her insides around like a gigantic spoon.
"Fuck, fuck!" Rod cried, burying his face in the nape of her neck.
He was close, very close. Laura could tell from his uneven breathing, from the fast, increased rhythm of his fucking that he was about to pop off. Laura felt the mass of tension in her belly swell more and more. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, dragging her nipples across his chest. She pushed down internally. Her asscheeks flexed.
"Oh fuck me, fuck me!" she cried.
Rod dug his fingernails into her asscheeks. Laura felt all her nerves stand up on end. The insides of her thighs were dripping with cunt juice while more flashes of pre-orgasmic spasms drove her up the wall.
"Now, baby!" Rod screamed.
Laura tossed her hips with a wild rhythm. She felt the simmering heat in her cunt climb higher. She was close, as close to cumming as he was.
Cumming! The thought of her climaxing with this stud nearly drove her over the edge.
"Huhhhhrrrrr!"
A deep, sobbing breath made her cunt feel even fuller with his pistoning cock rammed in. Her cuntmouth hurt from the friction. And then an angry fire started up at the mouth of her violated hole. Her whole belly seemed to bulge with dick, swelling up with excitement.
Laura grunted, ramming her pussy up hard against the rock-hard bar of his cockmeat. Something very hot and wild exploded in her pussy. The hard, heavy jolt of Rod's climax blasted into her cunt.
Laura cried out and struggled, her fists beating on his chest. Catastrophic waves of ecstasy ripped from her cunt and made every muscle in her body spasm. She kicked and bit and clawed, feeling the first orgasm in years tear through her.
"OHHHHHH!"
Her orgasm was wild, mind-blowing. The massive thrusts of Rod's cum-spurting dick seemed to last forever. Laura felt her cunt gripping his dick at least twice for every wad that shot from his cockknob.
"Take it all, baby, take it all. Man, move that ass, gobble up my dickmeat," Rod whispered, going as crazy as she during their fucking spree.
"Oh God! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Laura whispered.
Her cunt was wet, hot and clenching. Laura milked at the bucking rod of his cock. She lost consciousness of everything around her except the wonderful feeling of his cock in her cunt. Her head snapped back and her tits jiggled.
Even when the thrusts of Rod's dick faded, Laura's climax went on and on and on. All she knew at this point was that she had been fucked by the biggest, hardest, strongest cock of her life.
When they were through, Laura lay quietly on the couch, one arm draped over her eyes. It was amazing. Her pussy was still convulsing, still milking Rod's softening dick. It was as if her cunt was still climaxing. She dragged her fingernails over her belly as Rod got up from the sofa, dragging his dick out of her warm, clutching cunt.
"Whew!" Rod whispered. "I thought you'd be one hell of a lay and I was damned right!"
He lay next to her, tracing his fingertips along her full tits, letting them linger along her damp frazzled cunthairs.
"I ... I don't know if I can work with you any more," Laura stammered, looking away.
Suddenly Laura felt incredibly shy, guilty.
"Sure you can. And there's no reason why this has got to be the last time," Rod said, caressing her face in both hands and kissing her passionately.
"Oh, yes, yes, I'd like that. I'd like to see you again," Laura gasped, a warm rush of feeling washing over her body.
Laura and Rod lay together for several minutes before she got up and said she had to leave.
"Tomorrow's Saturday. I'll call you at home," he said, patting her ass as she climbed off the couch.
Laura almost giggled, feeling deliciously wicked, almost like a teenager. How good it was to be fucked!
CHAPTER FIVE
"Get down!"
Laura swatted at Rex as the dog nosed at her ankles.
"I don't know what's gotten into him," she said, taking the toast out of the toaster and sliding the bread onto a plate.
Janet dropped her eyes, fearing her blush would give away the ballgame. She eyed the dog warily, fiddling with her glass of orange juice.
"He's been acting pretty weird lately," Janet agreed, taking the toast and kicking Rex gently as he crawled under the table and tried snuggling his snout up her legs.
"You've been spoiling him, no doubt," Laura sniffed, pushing back her hair and pouring some coffee.
For Laura, it had been hard going home last night. Her cunt had been still throbbing from the fucking she had received at the office. Rod had dressed quickly and escorted her to the door, rubbing her ass. Laura had wanted to throw her arms around him and fall back onto the sofa, to feel his cock pushing into her cunt again. Laura had had no idea how much she missed being reamed, being fucked by a hard male dick!
Now, Laura could think of little else. Her mind trembled slightly when she thought of the wonderful time she'd had in the office. She forced herself to be calm, sitting down opposite her daughter and sipping her morning coffee.
"I'm going over to Janie's. We're kinda having a study session," Janet said, thinking of the magazine she had hidden in her bedroom.
Janet knew Janie would go wild if her girlfriend saw those pictures! Of course Janet wouldn't dream of telling her friend what Rex had done to her. No one would know that. No one would ever know what the German shepherd had done to her. It had been an accident-a horrible accident that wouldn't happen again!
Laura nodded. "It's a good thing you are. Your grades haven't been very good lately, young lady."
Laura wondered why her words always sounded so harsh. As if she didn't know how to speak to her own daughter.
"I mean, you should study a little harder, Janet," Laura said, seeing her daughter's face assume that blank expression of defiance she'd noticed and hated lately.
Maybe it was the generation gap. That was what Janet's school counselor had told Laura one day. Generation gap! If it was a gap, Laura was determined to breach it, try to reach her daughter. Laura felt she'd invested far too much of her own life in her daughter to give up easily.
"I will, Mother. Janie's good in English and math. She suggested that I come over and look over her notes."
Even as she talked, Janet wondered if there were some way she could meet a young man like the one depicted in the magazine upstairs. What she would give to spend an afternoon or a night in his arms! She was still a virgin, but thoughts of losing her cherry didn't particularly frighten her now. She was far too hot and too curious to worry about things as silly as her virginity.
"All right. I thought we might do a little shopping together. Maybe later," Laura said, putting down her coffee.
Janet gulped down her milk, then pushed back from the table, kicking at Rex because he had started to follow her upstairs. A flash of guilt shot through her, and a strange tingling sensation raced through her pussy the moment the dog's cold nose touched her flesh.
Laura stayed in the kitchen, dreamily sipping her coffee, thinking about Rod, about what they had done together. It had been wonderful. But how could she keep something like that a secret from everyone, especially Janet? Sooner or later her daughter was bound to notice something different going on. Perhaps Rod would want to come over, see her house, fuck her in her own bed.
Laura giggled, lowering her head, feeling the luxurious rub of her silken dressing gown over her tits and thighs. Her flesh tingled with excitement. Would he phone her today? Would he ask her for a date, suggesting some dinner and then....
Laura shivered, nearly jumping from her chair when she heard the front door slam shut. It was Janet, rushing out of the house as usual without saying good-bye. Laura thought she'd had a glimpse of her daughter with some books and papers under her arm.
Sighing, Laura pushed back her coffee cup and leaned back in her chair, eyeing the ceiling, concentrating on the insistent pulse growing stronger in her cunt. Only after a little while did she notice that Rex was smelling her, nosing her ankles and whimpering strangely.
Laura blushed, realizing the animal could probably smell her excited cunt.
"Get away from me!"
Laura's face felt hot-hot from excitement, from shame at knowing the dog had discovered her present state of arousal. She stood up, moving toward the refrigerator with coffee cup and saucer in hand. Laura heard Rex scramble up from his sitting position and pursue her. She stopped by the stove, her body tensing with fear as the dog pushed his long, furry snout up under her gown and touched her legs with his tongue.
"Stop!"
The cup tumbled off the saucer, crashing to the floor and scattering in hundreds of broken pieces.
"Oh, you stupid dog!" Laura cried, staring helplessly at the shattered cup.
Laura bent down, picking up the pieces as Rex retreated for the moment. He stood under the table, his pointed ears pricked forward, his long tongue hanging from one corner of his mouth. His eyes seemed to sparkle. As she reached to pick up a particularly large shattered piece of the cup, Rex swarmed around her feet, licking her ankles.
"Stop it!"
She dropped the pieces to the floor. With a tinkling sound, they scattered in all directions. Laura kicked back at the animal, smoothing down her hair.
"I don't know what's gotten into you. Maybe you need a trip to the vet," Laura said.
She straightened up and headed out the kitchen to the living room. Rod should be calling soon. Soon he'd....
"Stop it!" she repeated.
Laura felt a damp nose on her calf and then again halfway up her thigh just as she passed through the hall. Rex was pacing alongside her all the way, his head raised, his eyes fastened on Laura.
Why am I feeling so giddy? she asked herself, knowing full well the answer. She had been thinking of last night, of what might take place today with the big handsome stud. And now the dog was smelling her excitement, becoming excited himself. He wanted to touch her, to ... that was filthy, perverted! Once again she turned and slapped down at the whimpering animal.
"No ... bad dog, down!"
Laura was halfway up the stairs when she felt Rex's nose slide between her thighs and bump her cuntal mound! That was too much! Her eyes widened, her knees nearly buckled at that heavy touch.
"Oh my God! My God!"
Her brain grew dizzy at the thought of what was going on right in front of her. Rex was growling now, baring his long white fangs as he stood by the stairs, blocking her way. She passed a shaky hand over her forehead, feeling as if she were going to faint. It was incredible, impossible that this should be happening!
"Get ... AWAY!"
Staggering back to the living room, Laura gripped one of the end-table lamps and hurled it at the dog. The porcelain base smashed against the wall, shattering into millions of pieces.
Rex ducked the hurled lamp, then moved in.
"Stop!" Laura screamed.
Rex was all over her, swarming around her legs, trying to trip her, snapping at her ankles. He was making a muted growling noise in his throat as he nosed between Laura's legs.
"No!"
Laura turned and ran for the stairs, kicking at Rex several times, missing each time. She could feel his hot breath on the tender inner surfaces of her thighs. She felt weaker and giddier.
Laura, to her shame, realized that this pursuit, this attention Rex was giving her, was arousing her more and more.
"Stop it! Oh please, stop it, Rex!" she cried, her voice losing some of the force and taking on a pleading quality.
Rex moved in once more.
Laura pressed her ass against the wall now, breathing heavily, hard. He was licking her now, licking behind each knee. He was wetting her thighs with his swathing tongue.
"No, no, this is crazy! I can't be doing this," she muttered.
For a while Laura couldn't move. She felt as if she were riveted to the spot. The living room swayed in front of her while her pulse drummed in her ears. This was awful. She had to get upstairs, away from the dog, to the safety of her own bedroom.
"Rex ... ohhhh!"
Why was she so weak? Why were her shoulders and hands shaking so? Why were her cuntlips puffing up, peeling back, getting ready as if she were about to fuck a man once more?
"No!"
Laura could smell herself now, and she knew full well that the dog could smell her. He was growling, sniffing at her cunt juice, lapping at some of it that trickled down her thighs.
She hated Rex, hated him for doing this to her! She just couldn't help hating him for making her feel this way.
"Get ... away!"
This time Laura managed to land a hard slap right on his nose.
Rex whined, wheeling around and running several feet away from his trembling mistress.
Laura's fingers stung from the force of the blow. She had to get away from him. Perhaps she'd call the vet and have him taken away, destroyed. She couldn't have something like this happening to her and perhaps to her daughter!
Gathering her gown tightly around her thighs, Laura turned and started rushing up the stairs. Behind her, she could hear Rex moving, his paws hitting the carpeting as he bolted up the stairway.
"Oh no!"
By the time she'd reached the second floor, Rex had caught up with her. Worse, as she had climbed the stairs, Laura had felt the slick rub of her cuntlips, and that sensation had nearly brought her to her knees. Rex had excited her far more than she'd originally thought. Now he was once again in front of her, blocking her way. His body was trembling, his dark furry sides heaving in and out. His head was lowered, his big bushy tail wagging slowly from side to side. It was the position of attack.
Laura grabbed at her throat with one hand while she stretched the other behind her. Slowly, carefully she started backing away, thinking she would run outside and lock the mad dog in the house. "Oh nooo!"
Rex sprang into action, as if he sensed another escape attempt. Laura tripped, pitching forward, catching herself before she crashed into the wall.
As she stumbled forward, Rex moved forward, shoving his body against her legs. He was under her gown now. His tongue lapped ... up, up her thighs, touching her bloated cuntlips.
"Ohhhhh!"
Chills rushed up and down her spine as her back stiffened. Laura pressed against the wall. She snapped her head to one side, the sudden scalding pressure of his tongue spreading her cuntlips apart driving her half mad.
Rex growled low. He licked her clit. Laura thought she was going to pass out. First Rod, then this. Everything was happening far too fast for her to understand.
Turning, Laura curled her fingers and clawed at the wall. Rex kept swirling around her legs, licking her calves, moving up and touching her cunt once more with his nose. Again and again he teased her pussy with his maw.
Laura closed her eyes tight and dug her fingernails into the wall.
"Ohhhh ... God!"
Laura was crying out through her clenched teeth.
It was the tenderness, that gentle wet brush of his tongue over her flesh, that made her stand there and drink in the delicious sensation of Rex's tongue on her cunt.
"Ohhhh ... don't ... please don't...."
Rex's tongue was exploring higher, lapping up her thighs slowly. Why was it driving her mad? Why did she stand there and let this happen?
Somehow Laura managed to gather up her strength. She stumbled around the licking dog. She pitched forward, reeling down the hall like a drunken woman. In front of her, the opened doorway to the bathroom yawned open. She stretched her arms forward, fingers grasping for the doorknob. She tripped, falling face first onto the carpeted hall floor.
"Unghhhhh...."
Laura was halfway inside the bathroom now, her fingers clutching the gown around her tits. Behind her was Rex, his tongue still licking, still probing her cunt. Her gown was tangled up around her legs.
Laura tried crawling forward, tried to pull her legs in after her and shut the door on the big animal.
But Rex followed her, his paws braced on the backs of her thighs. She felt his hot, heavy breath warm against her cuntal mound.
"Please, oh God, please make him go away!" she cried, tears streaking her face.
Nothing, nothing had ever made her feel so helpless before in her life. Laura clawed at the tiled bathroom floor, dragging her body in a few more inches. Her knees bumped against the doorframe. There was more muted growling, then came the sound of material tearing. Rex was pulling off her gown, ripping the material with his fangs!
Laura screamed, clutching the top of her gown as she felt the German shepherd tugging savagely on the hem.
"No, no, no!"
Laura peered terror-stricken over one shoulder and saw Rex's eyes glisten with excitement. Shreds of her blue gown were on the floor while another long piece hung from the animal's jaws. Laura's heart stood still.
"Help!"
Rex snarled angrily, pulling at the torn hem of her gown, ripping more of the garment off until nearly one-third of her gown had been stripped from her body. Laura thought she was going to faint from terror. Sweat broke out all over her body as she stretched one hand out and grabbed onto one of the sink supports. She dragged herself farther into the bathroom.
"Oh!"
Rex had jumped up, bracing his forepaws on her asscheeks and nosing up the torn bottom of her gown. Soon her asscheeks were completely exposed.
Laura felt the dog's hot breath tickling her asshole again, felt his tongue sloshing up and down over her asscrack, digging down until the tip curled around and into the bottom of her cuntal slit. It was too much for her to take. Screaming, she drew her knees up quickly, kicking back at the big dog.
"Get ... away!"
For a second Laura thought she had shoved him completely out of the bathroom. One of her legs had caught Rex by surprise in the throat. He wheeled back, yipping loudly, his tail drawn between his hindquarters. Laura tried to kick the bathroom door shut.
But Rex recovered quickly, leaping back into the bathroom and knocking the door open with his body.
Moaning, Laura rolled onto her ass, peering at the big animal. She waited, waited for him to make the next move.
For what seemed like an endless moment Rex stood on top of her, his long pink tongue hanging out of one corner of his mouth, his eyes riveted on her partially exposed tits.
Then it began.
The dog nosed her gown open, exposing her swollen, dark-red cuntmeat. Drool from his tongue dripped onto her belly as he licked around in hot expectation.
Laura cried out, her head falling back onto the floor. What was the use? She had tried to escape and failed. Now she found herself actually enjoying this, turned on by the sloppy, wet friction of the dog's tongue.
"Ohhh ... uhhhh, noooo!"
Moments later, the material under her ass became wet with spit, sweat and cunt juice.
"Ohhhhhh!"
His fur prickled her naked flesh.
Lying there, trying to catch her breath, Laura felt his tongue concentrating on her furry wet slit, slopping over it again and again until her pussy was clenched like a tight, wet fist!
"I can't, I just ... can't!"
Laura rolled onto her belly again, sobbing as the dog bobbed his head around and nosed into her asscrack.
What had she done to deserve this? Up to last night she'd been more chaste than half the teenagers around. And yet, this punishment! Laura sobbed, clenching her fingers into fists as the dog lapped hungrily at her asshole.
CHAPTER SIX
It felt awful and wonderful at the same time. Rex stood over her, his legs braced on either side of her. He was licking her spine, his tongue trailing along all the bumps and hollows of her back while his claws scratched her asscheeks.
Laura let out a shivery moan, parting her knees. Then, slowly, she raised her ass, moving it from side to side, wagging it for the dog.
Another flash of delight shot through her pussy. She concentrated on that wonderful wet friction. Rex grunted and slicked down each asscheek with his sloppy tongue. He licked between her crack until hot spit dribbled down over her thick cuntal curls.
Laura arched her back, raising her knees until they were spread out on either side of her body about as far as they would go. She was panting, panting as hard as the animal raping her with his maw.
The dog's tongue was so sexy, so overwhelming!
"Oh my God, my ... ooohh...."
Laura trembled, gasping in lungfuls of air. The gown hung in tatters around her shoulders while the dog continued lapping at her asscrack. Rex's strong tongue worked over a particularly sensitive spot.
Laura struggled forward, her head nearly striking the toilet bowl. She let out another cry, her face sliding along the cold porcelain surface of the toilet. How strangely good it felt as she spread her thighs a little more. She felt her inner cuntlips opening.
The dog pulled back his head, then raked his tongue hungrily under her cuntal mound and upward.
"Rex ... ohhhhhh!"
It was shameless, it was degrading. But there could be no doubt about how she felt now-the dog was making wonderful love to her cunt.
Gasping for air once again, Laura tucked one leg under the other and rolled onto her ass, her gown tangling around her belly and legs. She was stark naked, opened for the big cunt-hungry German shepherd. Her ass slid along the tiled bathroom floor on a coating of sweat and cunt juice. She parted her legs for the dog's nose. She rested against the toilet while her hands gripped the chrome supports of the sink. Again and again the dog was pushing into her cunt, the short hairs of his maw tickling her pussy unbearably! "No, oh noooo!"
Thoughts of Rod and her daughter faded in this wonderful whirlpool of sensation. Rex pushed into the mouth of her cunt now with his black snout. He was sniffing and panting in her steamy, soaked flesh. Laura kicked a leg out as the tense, hot thrill built.
"Oh, oh, oh!"
The big dog was growling. It was that soft, smothered growl of lust she'd heard before when dogs were busily fucking one another in the streets. When she peered down again under Rex's belly, Laura saw the dark red spear of the dog's dick shaking out from his sheath. It had slipped an inch or two from that furry covering and glistened now with juice.
Laura shuddered, her eyes glued to the dog's cock. In an instant she was thinking of dogs fucking ... fucking in two's, three's, in packs, dogs fucking in the streets, in her home. She giggled. That's exactly what she was doing, fucking a dog.
Of course, she wouldn't dream of letting that animal stick his ... cock into her. No, that was too perverted. She would never get up on her hands and knees and let the German shepherd mount her like some in-heat bitch. Still, the thought of her positioned like that and being fucked brought out another shivery moan. "Fuck, fuck...."
Thank God the animal didn't know what that word meant. Rex was growling into her cunt, licking, smacking his lips, enjoying himself immensely while Laura twisted and ground her thighs against his muzzle.
"NNNNGHHH!"
Laura was babbling with excitement. Letting go of the sink supports, she moved her hands down, locking her fingers behind his pointed ears. She held Rex's head against her velvety cunt slit. She raised her body up, bracing herself against the toilet seat so she could watch him. She saw his tongue rubbing over her flooding pussymeat. She watched her clit being moved from side to side by that wonderful oral organ. The animal was wagging his hips from side to side, and even more of his red dick slithered out.
Again Laura considered the possibility of the dog fucking her and the thought drove her out of her mind. No, she wasn't that depraved. But having the dog lick her, well, that was something else. There wasn't anything really wrong with that. It was only wet friction, one wet surface rubbing against another. There was no real penetration. "Ohhhhhh!"
Laura's cunt hair clung together in wet little curls along the puffed edges of her cuntlips. She sat with her legs partially crossed, making her open up to the dog's tongue. She saw the tendons in her inner thighs bulging out whenever Rex slurped upward through the length of her cuntal slit.
Rex moved his head back and opened his jaws. He closed his fangs down on her thigh muscle. The effect was immediate and consumed Laura in a fury of tingling delight. She jerked, stiffening for a moment, then she fell back on the floor. She shoved her cunt mound upward. She whimpered pitifully, begging the dog to eat her out again.
"Fuck, fuck!"
Rex obliged her quickly. She felt the friction building up in seconds to her climax. Rex humped his ass as he nipped her cunt. She could feel the shaking of his broad shoulders and strong back. And the subtle, erotic movement of his body and tongue added to her consuming sexual fever.
"Yesss ... yessss!"
Her legs banged against the floor. At times her head struck the toilet. Laura didn't care about that any more. She was cumming, cumming with a violence that surprised her. She hugged the dog's body with her knees as he brought her up to that final throbbing ecstasy. It felt so good! The pleasure that boiled up from her cunt drove her half mad. She could hear the slick sounds of his mouth on her cunt.
Laura couldn't stop moving. Her moans and her wild squirming seemed to set the animal off into a wilder fury. He made strange grunting sounds against the hot mess of her cunt. It was a kind of growling, whining noise that made her open her knees even wider. And, as her climax peaked, the dog opened his jaws and took her cuntal mound between his teeth.
"OHHHH! What are you ... ugnnhhhhhh, doing!"
He shook her tenderly, his fangs pressing maddeningly against her cunt flesh while his tongue moved in and out of her cunt. Laura let out keening whimpers, hoping this sensation would never stop.
"Oh!" Laura hadn't meant to touch the dog under his belly. Her hand had slipped back as she'd tossed about in the fiery release of her orgasm. Her fingers moved down, down the sides of the dog until her knuckles touched something terribly hard and hot. She drew her hand back as soon as Rex started whining. It was his dick, his cock she had touched. What on earth had she been thinking of? In a second he was humping his cock against her hand, her knee, her shin. "No, no!"
Laura drew back, fighting through the dizzy sensation that had settled over her body. She couldn't let herself sink to that level, couldn't let the animal get off on her.
Rex barked, tried biting at her ankle as she shoved herself up, bracing herself against the door. Rex swarmed around her legs, trying to jump on her, trying to rub his swollen red knobby cock against her body.
"No!"
Somehow Laura managed to stagger out of the bathroom, stumbling several times down the hall. She made it to her bedroom, kicking Rex in the face weakly as she slipped into her room and slammed the door shut.
"Thank God, thank God," she moaned, sinking to the floor in a heap.
Her hair curtained her face as she thought about what had just happened. She breathed heavily, looking at her lust-swollen face in the mirror. The dog's warm spit dribbled down her legs. The poor thing hadn't meant to do anything wrong. It was just pleasure to him. She had encouraged the animal, especially with her thinking of Rod and what had happened in his office the night before.
Fucking! Fucking had done this to her. Perhaps she should curb her desires. Perhaps....
"Oh, I can't go on like this," she moaned, sobbing into her hands.
Why couldn't she think straight any more? At the office she was always a clear thinker, prized by her superiors for her cool analysis of the most complicated problems. And yet now she couldn't think her way through the simplest of dilemmas.
Laura lay on her bed for a while, burying her face in her arms, wondering what she should do. The jangling sound of the phone brought her to. It had to be Rod.
Getting up, Laura wrapped the tattered robe around her body and swiftly opened the door, running down the hall to the phone.
"Yes?"
Thank God Rex wasn't around. He was probably downstairs licking himself the way all dogs did after they had fucked around.
"Hi, babe."
It was Rod. His voice sounded husky, sexy. Laura felt her wet pussy shiver, although the sharp edge of lust had just been taken off by the dog.
"I'm not doin' anything. What about me coming over and picking you up ... maybe for a picnic. There's a great place on the other side of Griffith Park ... quiet, small, just for us."
Laura shivered. She glanced downstairs and saw Rex trotting nonchalantly from the living room into the kitchen. A flash of shame rushed through her mind. No, no one would ever know what had happened up here. No one.
"All right. Give me a few minutes," she said, hanging up.
Laura glanced back down, making sure Rex wasn't about to trot upstairs for another try at her cunt.
Moving quickly, Laura rushed back into her bedroom, humming to herself. A quick shower and she would forget about the dog, about what he had tried to do to her.
"It won't happen again," she said, stepping into the tub and turning the shower on. "That crazy dog won't touch me again. I won't let it."
The shower washed away the spit and cunt juice.
* * *
Some two miles away Janet was having problems of her own. She had gone to Janie's house with several books, the dirty magazine wedged in between them. As the two girls lounged outside by the pool in their bikini bathing suits, they studied the various poses of the men and women in the dirty magazine. Janet was feeling that tight tingling sensation between her legs again. She thought of Rex. She blushed, looking guiltily up at Janie. No, she wouldn't even guess what had happened there at home.
"Wow! What I wouldn't give to have a man like that on top of me," Janie whispered, her fingers trembling on the paper.
The young brunette was halfway off the chaise lounge, her sunglasses perched on the end of her nose. Janie was studying a shot of a woman spread open on her hands and knees with a big stud behind her, his eight inches of cock half buried in her curly-haired cunt.
"Yeah. I wonder if guys like that are really around," Janet said, moving her hips from side to side.
The sun warmed the narrow band of nylon pressing against Janet's crotch. She felt her clit rising, pushing up from the surrounding moist cuntal flesh.
"Of course they do, silly. Who else is this, a blow-up doll?"
The girls giggled, turning more pages and staring at one shot of a man blowing off his jizz onto a model's face.
"Wow! Do guys have that much ... cum in them?"
It sounded so daring, so wicked saying something like that. Janet peered over her glasses at her friend.
Janie was biting her lower lip, a smile curling her thin lips. It looked as if she had some delicious secret to tell her.
"Swear you won't tell anyone?" Janie whispered, glancing over her shoulder to make sure her mother was gone.
"I promise. I'll die first," Janet whispered back, sliding over the lounge chair.
The throbbing sensation in Janet's cunt was so intense. Her nipples were stiff, pressing hard against the thin material of her bra. She instinctively knew what Janie was going to say and she was jealous!
"I've been ... fucking. Oh, it's been so good," Janie said, biting her lip and giggling.
"Janie!" Janet replied, pretending to be shocked.
"Well, it's not that you haven't had your chances, Janet. You just didn't act on them," her friend replied, a little miffed.
"But did it feel ... good?" Janet asked.
Janet's heart was beating. What she wouldn't have given to trade places with Janie just for a few hours. She knew Janie's boyfriend ... tall blond, willowy, a guy on the basketball team at school. She wasn't particularly attracted to him. But to feel a guy's dick in her, hell, she would have gone with nearly any guy.
Janie smiled. "It's the best feeling in the world, especially when he sticks it ... in, you know, and rubs his cock against your clit. Ohhh, that's real good!"
Janet saw her friend making fucking movements on the couch and felt embarrassed. There was something wrong in this public display. Janet wished she could tell her friend to stop. But hearing all the details of how Hank Adams fucked her was too much. Janet hung on Janie's every word, her clit tingling when her friend told her about the final minutes of fucking...." and then he holds me down real hard, biting my neck when his dick pumps in and out. And then it's like having the whole world blow up in front of you."
"Yeah...." Janet sighed. She had had that feeling, although it had been with Rex. Her nipples were killing her!
"And then you feel something pumping into you. It's real crazy-like. Thank God I'm on the pill," Janie added, breathing a sigh of relief. "I guess we could use rubbers or something. But feeling a guy's cum spraying into you, wow! I mean, it's the greatest. A real high, know what I mean?"
Janie rolled onto her ass and was rubbing her fingers along her inner thighs. It was obvious she wished Hank could be there right now to take care of her hot cunt.
"Janie, your mother!" Janet whispered, shocked again at her friend's behavior.
"Oh, I forget," Janie replied, giggling. "It's just that, well, you gotta be there to enjoy it, Janet. You should let loose, you know. You've got too many hang-ups. I bet you could turn on most of the guys at school if you just let ... loose."
"Maybe ... I don't know. It's just that I'm a little afraid, you know?"
Janie rolled up her eyes in thought, her lips curling into a broader smile.
"I got it!" Janie said, taking off her glasses and leaning toward her friend. "Hank's got this cousin visiting him from Ohio this weekend. He's a little older, but a real dream! Wanna double tonight?"
Janet felt her heart thudding in her chest. Her mother had let her go out on dates before. There was no problem there. But this was a set-up, a kind of planned fucking spree. Could she go through with it? Her palms were sweaty, her flesh glowing with excitement.
"Yes." It felt as if she'd shouted the word.
Janie giggled, telling her how much fun it would be tonight.
"And this guy, if he's like what Hank says he is, could be the double for that stud," Janie said, her toes pointing at the magazine.
Janet sucked in her breath. If he was, Janet knew her cherry wouldn't stand a chance. Already she felt rushing chills of sexual heat flow through her pussy. Sweat trickled down her flat belly, wetting down the front of her bikini bottoms. The thought of having a mart fucking her, touching her all over the place drove her mad. She wished the hours would fly by so she could see this wonderful cousin of Hank's.
"And if he does half the things this guy's doing in the book...." Janie went on, giggling before she could finish.
Janet joined her friend's nervous laughter.
"And your mom won't suspect a thing. We'll pick you up outside your place around eight," Janie said, sounding sure of herself.
Janet read her mother's note. She wrinkled her forehead, rubbing one edge of the paper against her cheek. It was a little strange for her mother just to take off for a picnic with some friends. Perhaps she didn't know her mother as well as she thought.
Janet put the note back down on the end table.
"Oh, you! Get away!"
The blonde teen hadn't noticed Rex sitting next to the sofa. He had watched her as she entered the house, his eyes fixed on the broad blue crotch panel of her bikini bottoms.
Immediately Janet knew what the dog wanted. She backed away.
"Oh no, no! You're not gonna do that to me again," she said, looking around for something to throw at Rex.
The German shepherd backed away, his ears flattened back, his bushy tail tucked between his hindquarters.
Janet stopped at the foot of the stairs, sucking in her lower lip and biting down hard.
"No!"
Leaving the big dog behind, Janet raced up the stairs, slowing down and sashaying down the long, cool hall. Now she felt relaxed, and her heart stopped pounding so hard. It was funny about that animal. Janet thought she would have been sick to her stomach thinking about what had happened. It still gave her butterflies to think about how his tongue felt. And the idea that she actually enjoyed going to bed with the dog....
But somehow it didn't seem all that wicked.
"Oh, I won't think about it now," she muttered, slipping into her bedroom and sliding off her bikini.
She was going to rinse off her bikini, then lay down and rest, maybe do some homework when she caught sight of her tanned body in the mirror on her closet door. White marks showed where her bathing suit had been. Janet sighed, moving her fingers over her flat belly, feeling a tight, tense heat begin to spread up from her cunt, through her belly to her stiffening nipples. How could anyone resist doing something like this, especially after having talked about fucking and then thinking about it all the way home.
Fucking! Janet giggled. She might be doing that tonight ... her very first time with a man.
"Ohhh...."
She was excited beyond words, and her excitement and curiosity carried her beyond any kind of simple fear of fucking for the first time.
"Mmmm...."
Her mother had told her again and again that masturbation was naughty. But it felt so good moving her hands around like that. She pushed her fingers through her pussy thicket, touching the soft, puffy surface of her outer cuntlips. When she touched her clit lightly, Janet thought she was going to drop to her knees.
Her mother was gone. No one would be around for a while. And there was Rex, that wonderful dog just down the way, ready to take care of her hot, pulsing cunt. Standing in front of the mirror, Janet found herself struggling, trying to decide whether or not she had the courage, the gall, to whistle for that animal.
As it turned out, she didn't have to make that decision. She heard Rex coming up the steps. She had plenty of time to dart back and slam the door, keeping him away from her cunt. But the heat, the excitement, the delicious edge of ecstasy had taken away her fear.
The German shepherd was standing in her doorway, his head cocked to one side, wondering if she was going to kick him out, throw something at him, or invite him in. When Janet backed away, her eyes first on him, then on her reflection in the mirror, Rex trotted in.
"Rex...."
The animal wagged his tail, looking up obediently. He wasn't showing any signs of forcefulness. Janet walked a little closer to the mirror, drawing her legs together and starting to move her thighs in a rocking, dipping fashion. Soon she was dipping and plunging her ass, the weight of her firm, young buttocks adding to the sensations around her cunt. She was moving fast, so fast that a sweat broke out on her upper lip.
Janet thought about what Janie had said about that guy. She started going crazy. Would he be super-handsome, willing to go to bed with her? Janet looked at herself in the mirror once more. She was tall, firm-titted, flat-bellied and longlegged. There were men who probably would have killed to touch her, to fuck her.
"Ohhh...."
Doing this was so much fun. The thought that she was alone, alone in this big house with the dog, raced through her mind like fire. If her mother knew what she was doing ... well, she'd be out on the streets looking for another home. And now the wet sounds of her cuntal folds rubbing against one another filled the room. It felt good, so good!
"Unnghh ... ohhhh!"
Rex licked her.
It was starting all over again. Once more Janet thought about showing Rex the door. She wasn't that far gone yet. She could reach down and grab him by the collar, throw him into the hall and finish off her masturbation session alone.
But there was something overpowering about having another warm body there with her when she started this.
Staring at the mirror, Janet saw herself and the animal. She watched as Rex eyed her, then moved closer and nuzzled her thigh. He licked her, and she saw the change of her expression in the mirror.
"Oh, your tongue is so hot, Rex," she breathed, swaying back and forth.
It was happening all over again.
The dog was whining, pushing his snout up, as if begging her to bring herself down a little so he could lick at her juicy, young virgin cunt.
"Oh, I don't know ... don't know if I should," Janet groaned.
She had been with Rex once, and she was con sidering doing the same thing again. She hadn't even petted seriously with a man, and yet she was thinking about going to bed with a dog! "Oh!"
For a second Janet thought seriously about kicking Rex out from her bedroom.
Then he licked her again. She bent one knee, moving it away from the other. Rex tilted up his head and sniffed at her puffy, pink cuntlips. Sticking out his tongue, he licked up, touching her inner thighs several times before lapping her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhh!"
It was more than she could stand.
Janet realized she was horny beyond words. Thinking about what might happen tonight had stoked up her cunt, made her pussy hot as a blast furnace.
She walked forward, pressing her forehead against the cool glass of the mirror. Her rapid breathing formed a mist on the glass while her fingers fluttered up and down on the surface of the mirror. No, no, she couldn't let herself slip like that again. Somehow she had to find the strength to kick the dog out.
"Uhhhh!"
When the tip of Rex's tongue touched her wet slit, Janet whimpered. She put both hands out, clutching the closet door to keep her balance while she widened her stance. She was encouraging him, dipping her ass down so the dog could touch her better.
The dog moved around, trying to get into a better position. Now Janet could feel the long, hot sweep of his tongue across her cuntal mound. Stepping back a little, she saw her slack mouth in the mirror, her drooping eyelids. Now Janet realized she was encouraging the animal to do his part. "P-please, stop!"
Of course she didn't want Rex to quit, didn't want the German shepherd to leave her.
She leaned against the mirror again, letting the dog lick at her hot, damp cunt. Maybe it was the mirror. Maybe it was the way she'd gotten worked up seeing her young body glistening in the filtered bedroom light.
She couldn't resist the temptation to move her fingers down and gently separate her outer cuntlips. The dog's sloppy pink tongue went deep, raking over her clit. Sparks seemed to burst through her delicate cuntal membranes. A flood of juice coated her cuntlips.
Glancing down, Janet could see the dark pink moist meat of her pussy. Rex's red cock had slipped out of his furry sheath. His cock was jerking and bouncing around. It was too much! "Oh no!"
Janet pushed herself away from the mirror. Her legs were a little shaky. Her cunt was flooding hard enough to wet down her pussyhairs now. Stumbling forward, she fell across her bed, clutching the coverlet, hearing the dog's uneven panting behind her.
"I can't let this happen," she whispered into the pillow.
But Rex was on her now as he had been on her mother earlier, slopping his tongue over her asscheeks.
Janet groaned, her flesh breaking out into goose pimples. Shifting her thighs from side to side, she felt the silky material of the bedspread rubbing over her cuntlips and clit. And all the time Rex was licking her, slopping his tongue over her assglobes, then down her thighs to the backs of her knees. He was wonderful, so wonderful!
"Oh, I'm a bitch," she whispered.
It was true. She was that awful thing her mother warned her about. It seemed as if she were in heat continually. It was a wonder that other dogs in the neighborhood hadn't been following her around, sniffing at her shorts, dogging her to the front door. What her mother would say if she were to see her now!
"Huhhhhrrrr!"
Rolling over onto her ass, Janet draped one hand over her eyes as if she couldn't stand seeing what was happening to her. Rex's tongue moved into the tangled thatch of her cuntal hair. And, in spite of her apparent nonchalance, there was no hiding the fact that she was excited and growing hotter by the passing second. The tickling rub of the dog's tongue over her pussy was wild, mind-blowing.
Janet started moving her hips against the mattress, the squeaks of the box springs telling the true story.
"Ohhh, good dog, good Rex!"
Parting her thighs, Janet felt doggie spit and cuntjuice running into her asscrack. It felt just like before. But this time she was going to concentrate on fucking. This time she was going to think about the young boy Janie was talking about. She closed her eyes and thought about the stud who had excited her in the first place, that handsome man in the dirty magazine who was forcing the girl to suck him off.
"Ohhhh!"
It was as if someone had touched a live electric wire to her cunt. Janet had accidentally left the magazine back at her girlfriend's. Janie was probably jerking off on it now, rubbing her fingers in and out of her cunt while throwing her hips back and forth like a wild woman. Well, she had fucked before. She knew how a man's cock felt when it entered her body, reaming out her fuckhole. "Ummmm!"
Janet felt Rex's tongue sloshing around her fingers, wetting down her palms, tickling the flesh around her knuckles. She was finger-fucking herself, slowly moving her hips up and down in a fucking motion. She thought of that fat dick, of the wirey black hairs that curled around it, of the low-hanging balls packed with white-hot jizz, just ready to cut loose and fill up a hot, sucking hole. Would that be the case tonight? Would that cousin of Janie's boyfriend like her enough to take her somewhere and ... and fuck her?
"Ohhhhhh!"
A flash of burning electricity shot through her pussy, making her knees snap together and temporarily trap Rex's maw in her hole. Janet fucked the dog's tongue furiously, feeling the stubby fur around his snout tickling her clit. Curling her fingers into tight fists, Janet pounded the soft mattress again and again, writhing her ass and shoulders over the bed until the headboard banged noisily against the wall.
"Fuck me, fuck me!"
Janet pulled her cuntlips farther apart with her fingers so that the dog's hot, slick tongue could lick her all over. Rex was excited to the point of no return. She was on a sexual high. But something was missing. Even though she hadn't fucked before, Janet knew instinctively that something was missing.
Drawing her hands up, she grabbed the dog's handsome big head and pulled him against her. Her juicy cuntlips smeared his black nose. She was doing more than just opening her pussy to the dog. Her fingers were sliding into her cunt. She plowed the slippery folds apart. She was touching her pussy and letting the animal lick at her cunt. She tossed and bounced on the bed.
Janet kept begging the dog to lick her harder, fed him her cunt, thrashing about and kicking her legs into the air.
"Ohhhhh!"
Rex was starting to edge his fangs against the hollows of her thighs. It was so wonderful when he did something like that! Then he moved back, licking her cunt again.
Janet shivered and arched her back up from the bed, resting her body on her shoulders and heels. She felt him searching around in her pussy with his tongue as if he were looking for something. So strange, so wonderfully strange-all of this!
A whimpery gasp escaped from her throat. She was thinking about cock again, about how it would feel to have a man's dick pushing against her cuntlips, spreading them apart. Janet thought she could almost feel that stud's warm, hairy, muscular chest pressing down against her tits, feel his arms around her. "Noooo!"
The dog was concentrating his licking on her clit. Each time he pushed his tongue down into the steamy folds of her pussy, Janet thought about that man's dick, about how fine and hot and hard it looked slipping into that girl's mouth! They looked as if they were having such a good time. The girl was fingering herself, spreading her cuntlips apart in the same way Janet was spreading hers right now. Only the girl had the big handsome stud while Janet only had a dog!
"Oh, oh!"
Something had overwhelmed her mind. Something had snapped, because the next thing Janet knew she was on her hands and knees, wiggling her tight young ass invitingly in front of the dog.
"Oh, fuck, fuck...."
Janet couldn't believe she was doing this. It was as if a demonic force had taken over.
Rex backed down, sniffing at her furry cunt. He put one forepaw on her asscheeks, sniffed at her shitter, then licked his tongue twice up and down her sweaty buttcrack. Janet wiggled her ass furiously, her head hanging down, long blonde hair curtaining her face. She clawed slowly at the bedspread.
"Ugnhhh ... ooooohhhh!"
Paws scratched at her buttocks. Then she felt Rex's furry underside brush over her back. In a moment his full weight was on her back. He was on top of her, forcing her ass to thrust out for the fucking. The animal was driving his ass, tucking it sharply back and forth in the instinctive movements of fucking.
A thrill filled the young woman. She waited for him, waited for the touch of his dick. Something was touching her upper thighs, something very hot and very hard.
Then it was happening. She could feel the tip of Rex's knobby boner gouging along the seeping heat of her cunthole. Janet's eyes bulged, her jaw slackened, her head snapping from side to side. And then peering between her legs, she caught sight of the dog's cock.
It was too much! She couldn't go through with it. There were boundaries even she wouldn't cross.
"No!"
She had felt part of the dog's cock slip into her cunt. That had been enough. Finding the strength and will, Janet scrambled out from under Rex, feeling something wet streaking across her ass and the backs of her thighs. He was shooting off his doggie cum as she slipped off the bed and ran for the door. She had been close, so close to fucking him! "God!"
Janet rushed from the room, feeling as if she were losing her mind. Behind her, Rex was whimpering with delight.
"No, no, no!" Janet cried into her hands as she ducked into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.
No, this wouldn't happen again. As God was her witness, it wouldn't happen again!
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CHAPTER EIGHT
"This is a nice place."
Laura was leaning back on the grass, looking up through the fanned branches of the surrounding oak trees. It was a beautiful afternoon ... quiet, lonely, no one around except her and Rod.
"Private," he added.
Laura glanced at Rod. He had already taken off his white cotton tennis shirt and was now reclining back on the blanket, dressed only in a pair of tight-fitting white shorts. She could see the outline of his hefty cock pressing hard against the thin material.
"Do you want something to eat?" The moment she said that her face turned bright red.
Rod chuckled, stretching one hand over to her and running his fingers along her bare thighs.
Laura had worn very little that day, limiting herself to a pair of very short shorts and a halter. Already her nipples were pressing itchily against the cotton material of her halter.
"No one's around. I'm for a little muff-diving myself."
Laura wished Rod weren't so crude. But she wasn't about to stop him now, especially when she'd been thinking about nothing else except Rod and his fat, hard dick.
"Nice, nice...." Rod murmured.
Rod was between her legs now, forcing her back down onto the blanket.
Laura stiffened for a moment, thinking she had heard someone nearby. No, it was just her imagination. Rod was smoothing his fingers over her thighs, then curling them around her shorts and pulling them down. Laura helped him, raising her ass up high, shivering when she felt the waistband of her shorts scraping along her legs, then leave her ankles.
"Ohhhh...."
Then Rod's breath was blowing on her pussy hairs, his nose brushing over her pussylips. It was wild feeling Rod's mouth brushing over her cunt. He was licking her now, licking her in the same way Rex had lapped at her pussy. The images were becoming confused in her overheated mind. Laura shook her head, concentrating on who was between her white, shivering legs now.
"Oh please, please do it! Oh yes, lick me there ... ohhhhhh yes, yes!"
She was shameless, a slut now, as Rod worked her cunt up to a steamy climax. Pulling his head out from her muff for a second, Rod reached up and unfastened her halter. Once again she was naked with him, naked and completely free!
"Fuck me, fuck me!" Laura whispered.
"I'll fuck you, baby, fuck you in a way you won't ever forget."
Laura sighed happily, moving her hips from side to side. She was sure Rod wouldn't disappoint her. He was back at her cunt now, tracing his tongue over the edges of her tense, inner labes while fingering her outer cuntlips. His nose Was brushing up against her clit, teasing that hard lump of wet flesh until Laura thought she was going to cum in his mouth!
"Ohhh, going to ... going to cum if you keep doing that!" she warned.
He was sealing his mouth to her pussy now, drilling his tongue into her hole. More juice seeped out around his sucking lips, wetting down his cheeks and fingers.
Laura jerked her knees up, then let them slowly sink back to the gathering blanket. She felt her thighs tensing, the tendons bulging out, bulging out in the same way when Rex licked at her.
That damned dog! she thought to herself, determined not to think of him again.
"Fuck me!" she cried again.
It was wonderful having him suck her cunt. But she wanted his dick in her. She wanted to feel that large hunk of cockmeat fucking out her sucking cunthole. Laura felt she had sacrificed much of her pride and former morality in order to come out with him today. Now she wanted a reward for that sacrifice.
But Rod was enjoying his teasing of her too much. There were more scraping sounds. Rod had slipped out of his shorts. And now he was telling her to suck him.
"Let's sixty-nine."
Before she could protest, Rod was guiding her, controlling her completely. He was turning her around on the blanket.
"Oh no, no!"
Before she knew it, his cock was bobbing in front of her face. As he parted her thighs, she saw a tiny droplet appear at his piss-slit. The drop grew suddenly milky and thick.
"Come on, suck me. It'll be good."
In that moment Laura steadied his cockshaft with both hands and opened her mouth wide. His dick twitched. The veins roping around the sides of that monster cock throbbed the second she touched it! The spongy dickhead rested now on her bottom lip. And then she felt that hot, milky drop ooze onto the tip of her tongue.
Rod groaned, thrusting his hips upward, burying his blood-filled cock halfway down her throat."
"Mmmmmmmff f!"
Laura felt a wonderful softness wash over her cunt. A licking, sucking heat was gouging her cuntlips, rubbing against her clit. Rod was fucking his cock in and out of her mouth. The big stud held back at times, and it was then Laura knew he was about to cum. She stopped flicking her tongue against his prick and lay there, feeling nothing but his tongue raping her pussy, his teeth gouging along her outer labes.
"Oh shit, shit! Christ, where the hell did you learn something like that?"
Rod was squirming, his dick slamming repeatedly against the back of her mouth. Laura sucked his sensitive cockhead, milking the throbbing prick until she thought Rod was going to spray his load right then and there!
"Ohhhhfff!"
His tongue fluttered across her clit. His teeth nipped along her bloated cuntlips. Laura pulled her mouth away, afraid that if she left her lips locked tightly around his dick Rod would cum.
"Oh God! God, you're killing meeee!"
Her words sounded so funny. She knew that steamy strings of drool were dripping from her chin. She was on the brink, teetering dangerously from side to side, so close to climax!
Rod was shoving his hips up again. Laura smiled and caught his cock in her hands so she could get her mouth around it again. As the tip of his prick grazed her front teeth another droplet of pre-cum oozed out of the tiny slit.
"Shit!"
The two of them fell sideways. Laura jerked her hips back and forth. She could feel the blanket gathering like a robe around her thighs. When she wasn't fondling Rod's dick, she was clutching at the grass, pulling out handfuls as she rocketed closer and closer to climax.
"Oh God, God!" she moaned, letting his dick fall from her mouth a second time. She could feel the desperate throbs racking his cock. Soon, soon he would be shooting off, and Laura wanted that jizz to be in her body!
"Shit, baby, feed me that cunt! Come on, I wanna lick on that thing. I wanna suck it all up," Rod moaned as Laura started toying with his balls.
He sucked hard at the tender, seeping tissues of her pussy. Again and again Rod slipped his tongue over her clit until the excruciating pinpoint of excitement became an explosion.
Laura wasn't sure she could hold back. She was close, dangerously close. She groaned, trying to pull her ass back. But Rod's big hands were fanned around her jiggling asscheeks, holding her pussy firmly to his mouth.
"Oh don't, don't ... you're going to make me ... oh, make me...." Pre-orgasmic spasms choked off her words.
Laura thought she was going to lose her mind. She kicked her legs out, moving her pussy desperately over the big stud's face. She had her knees as far apart as she could get them as he nursed on her pink, slick clit.
"Oh God, I'm dying ... I just know it, I'm going to die!" Laura cried.
Rod pulled his mouth off her cunt, seeing she was almost as close as he was. He braced his hands firmly against her inner thighs, his muscles bulging.
"Please, ohhh God! P-p-please suck me off! Oh God, please suck my cunt!"
Laura couldn't believe she was saying things like that. Moments ago she wouldn't have guessed she was capable of ranting like that. But now she didn't care. The racing, hot shocks of delight that tore through her pussy were changing all her morals, the way she looked at life. Again and again Laura strained downward, trying to lower her dripping pussy down onto Rod's mouth. She needed his tongue! She needed to have his lips tugging at her outer labes, feel his teeth scraping along her clit. For another second she thought of Rex, that wonderful German shepherd who wouldn't have left her hanging like this. He would have kept on licking, drilling his tongue deeper and deeper until she exploded in ecstasy. "Nooooo!"
Rod was firm, holding her back until she had calmed down. "Easy, Laura, easy. I could eat you out all damned night. But you're too good to be taken care of that way."
He pulled her around and kissed her hard on the mouth.
Laura groaned into the spit-slick kiss, smelling the aroma of her pussy on his cheeks. She felt his cock slipping up and down her cuntal crack, making attempts at times to shove in.
When Laura started to roll onto her ass, raising her knees up to her tits, Rod pulled away. He was teasing her cruelly, enjoying her distress as she desperately tried to work his cock into her cunthole.
"Oh, oh, ohhhh...."
"You want it real bad, don't you?" Rod smiled. "Yes! Oh God yes, I want it ... I want your cock bad!"
Laura would have killed for his dick! The balls of her feet banged against his sides. Her body snaked desperately across the wrinkled blanket. Somewhere in the distance she could hear children playing, a dog barking. A light breeze rustled the leaves overhead as Rod dragged his dickhead over her clit, centering the fat bulb over her cunthole.
"Then take it!"
Rod pushed his knees up against her asscrack, his cockhead shoved into her swollen cuntlips. "Uhhhhhhh!"
Laura arched her back, throwing her head to one side while both legs kicked up high in the air. His cock was in, actually in her cunt! How good it felt, as good as the other night, maybe even better! Now there were no fears, no hang-ups. All she thought about was dick ... inches and inches of hard, throbbing dickmeat!
"You like it?"
"Oh yes, yes!" she gasped, her fingers clawing at his hunching back. "Then take more!"
Laura felt him pushing forward with his hairy ass. His thick cockhead worked inside. She felt her cuntlips stretching, then rubbing his cock. As the head of his prick slid in, her pussylips closed over it, trapping his cock. Inches of Rod's big, long pink shaft were outside, waiting to be shoved in.
"Shit, ease up, baby," Rod said, shaking the sweat from his forehead.
"I can't ... ughhh! Can't help it. It's so good, so wonderfully good!"
The spasm passed and Laura relaxed, her knees sagging apart. Rod grunted and shoved harder, his long pink shaft gliding into her pussy. More juice bubbled up, oozing over her thighs and trickling down her ass.
Laura kept groaning every time Rod drove his dick into her hole. She tensed her ass muscles, raising her ass up while her cunt muscles cramped around Rod's dick.
"Jesus, when you do that ... ughhh, baby, I think I'm gonna lose my load!"
"Ohhhh!"
Rod was pinching her nipples, rolling the hard little nubs between his fingers until Laura thought she would pass out from the pain. And all the while his wonderful dick was trenching out her cunt. Laura was moving faster and faster. The wild combination of sensations in her pussy was making her fuck back like a savage.
She was just starting to really enjoy herself now. Fucking was wonderful! Fucking was all there was that was worthwhile in this crazy world! Friends, family, daughter, home, they all melted away under this insane thought as Laura pitched and threw her ass up to meet Rod's fucking blows. "Ohhhhhh!"
Rod's dick was impaling her now, ramming into her like a machine. The heavy, sweaty mass of his groin slapped heavily against her, making her cunt clench in spasms.
"Shit, shit!" Rod groaned, slowing down for a second.
Laura held onto him for dear life, feeling herself floating away from the ground. She looked up at the sky. It seemed to wheel around the branches of the surrounding oaks. Bright yellow flashes nearly blinded her eyes. She was dizzy ... so very, very dizzy. It felt so wickedly good to be like this-naked, split open, completely exposed to this man. She spread her knees even wider, not wanting to stop the brutal thrusts shaking her body.
"FUCK!" He started up again.
His belly ground against the top of Laura's cuntal mound. The fiery friction of her violated cunt added to the electric shocks jolting from her clit. Her hips rolled from side to side uncontrollably as his cock seemed to grow.
"Ughhhhh!"
Her cunt was flaming, as if someone had poured burning gasoline on it. Laura could feel his balls slapping against her crotch. She felt his fingers fluttering around her tits, stimulating her nipples, then moving down until they cupped the heavy underswell of her high-riding tits.
It was wonderful, delightful being covered by this man, being mastered by him. Laura loved the feel, the sound of their sweat-soaked flesh as they rubbed and ground together.
"Nooooooo!"
The roaring of her pulse was all Laura heard. The swirling motions of Rod's cockhead in her belly jabbed into every sense. Laura felt his pistoning strokes. She saw them as flashes of brilliant color. She smelled them as the heavy sweat of their fucking. Laura felt herself drowning in a simmering bath of pleasure. The noise of her pulse increased.
"Ohhhh! P-p-please!"
A mountain of lust swelled up in her crotch. Laura knew the cock in her cunt was fucking madly. It was driving even more sensation into her overloaded nerves. Her hips churned, the noisy slurping of her cuntjuice filled her ears. A great, earth-shaking vibration began in Laura's cunt, threatening to blast out in waves through the rest of her body. She Opened her eyes wide, staring at Rod.
He stopped.
He was teasing her again, leaving her high and dry. Laura couldn't believe it! She tried moving her hips around, tried to feel more of his dick. She was only a hair's breadth away from cumming. She could feel her clit vibrating, about to pitch over the edge and throb with those welcomed spasms of orgasm. Laura wanted to kick and scream.
"Want it bad, huh? Just as bad as I do, maybe more," Rod said, pulling his dick out slowly.
It felt as if he were dragging her entire insides out with him. She felt her cunt walls collapsing behind his retreating cockhead. Laura thought she was going to die from frustration. Soon only the head of his cock was buried inside her cunt.
"Want it?"
Laura growled, wanting to scratch his face off. How could he ask such a stupid question? She had been twirling her hips around, sucking his dick in with her cunt and he had to ask that kind of question!
"Oh God, yes, yes, yessss!" she whispered. "Want it anywhere?"
She screwed up her eyes, looking warily at him. What was he talking about? He had it where she wanted it, buried in her pussy.
"Ohhhh!"
With a squishy pop the head of his cock slipped out of her cunt. Laura shivered, feeling her elastic cuntal membranes shrinking back to their normal size. She felt so empty. Her pussy muscles spasmed, making her cunthole wink open, then snap shut. How could he have done something like this! "Roll over."
The command confused her. Laura could barely fold one leg over the other. The next thing she knew she was on her hands and knees, her face resting on one arm, while Rod towered over her like a mounting dog.
CHAPTER NINE
"What are you going to ... to do to me?"
Rod was smoothing his fingers over her ass, trailing them down, down to where a few cunt hairs poked up around her perineum.
Laura shivered, her shoulders shaking while her knees threatened to collapse. When she tried to draw her knees together, Rod slipped one hand between them, keeping them pried apart.
"Oh yes, yes," he said, feeling her cunt juices flowing heavily out of her hole.
"Fuck me, fuck me!"
Laura didn't care how she appeared to him now. Her cunt needed attention now! Rod was still toying with her pussylips, stroking them, rubbing his hand occasionally over her clit until Laura thought she was going to cum right there. Several times during this fucking spree, Laura thought she was going to cum. But Rod was an expert, playing her like a finely tuned musical instrument. He led her up to orgasm, then pulled her roughly away, leaving her desire to climax more and more strong with each attempt she made! Now Laura was almost frantic with the desire to find relief!
The throbbing between her legs was almost painful! Rocking her hips did no good. Laura knew she needed the stimulation of a good hard dick to bring her off right now. And Rod was holding back purposely, teasing her until she thought she'd go crazy!
"Yeah," Rod said, breathing heavily behind her.
She heard him spitting on his hands. Laura thought of the two of them, crouched like dogs in heat out here in the woods. The image turned her cunt into a furnace of slippery heat. A fresh flood of cuntjuice wet her labes. Laura tried to twist her head to see what Rod was doing.
"Oh!"
He was going to fuck her doggie style! Doggie style! Thoughts of Rex instantly filled her mind, those thoughts nearly making her cum again. That animal, his furry body pressed against hers, his head buried in her frazzled, wet cunt hairs, the growl muffled by her slick pussy membranes pressed in against his maw ... it all came back to her now as Rod grabbed her hips and pulled himself close. "Fuck, fuck me!" , Images of the dog reappeared in her mind when she felt his dick rubbing over her buttocks. She had wanted the dog inside her, fucking the hell out of her. But she also thought of those pointed ears of Rex's, how they flattened back as he fed on her juicing pussy.
"Oh, oh, what ... what are you doing?"
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a strange sensation. Rod had missed her pussyhole. As strange as it seemed to her, he had missed her cunt and was rubbing his cockhead against the tight knot of her shitter.
Laura raised her ass a little, pushing it outward.
"Going to give you one hell of a ride, baby. When I get through with you, there won't be a virgin hole left on your body."
He was going to fuck her ass! The thought made her mind flash blank with fear. Her husband had wanted to do that to her several times. But Laura had always pushed him off, feeling there was something perverted about taking a dick in the ass. Queers did that kind of thing, and that was fine for them. But she wasn't a queer and neither was her husband. "No, stop it!"
There was a sudden, piercing pain as the head of his prick shoved hard against the pink wrinkled flesh of her asshole. Rod was laughing at her softly, holding her more tightly while drawing his legs up against the backs of hers.
Laura shot both arms forward, clawing at the grass just under the blanket. For a moment the pressure on her ass relaxed a little. Laura relaxed the tightness of her sphincter. She pushed outward, looking and feeling as if she were going to take a shit.
That was all Rod needed, He sucked in a deep breath, holding it while shoving hard. Rod braced his cockshaft, holding it stiff against the rubbery circle of her asshole.
And then it happened.
It was as if a huge bar had been shoved into her asshole. Before Laura could even think to loosen up the reflexive grasp of her shitter, half his cockhead was already pushed into her. She thought her ass was being torn in half!
"Ohhhhhhhh! You're hurting meeee!"
Tears sprang to her eyes while the blood drained from her cheeks.
"Take it, baby, take it all!"
Rod's cockhead ravaged her ass now. She wanted to feel the hard shaft in her pussy, not her ass. Yet, there was no way she could get that thing out. Rod was on top of her, his hard-muscled body pushing her down to the ground while his dick speared her asshole.
Rod let go of her hip. She felt his hand reach around to her hanging tits. Laura squirmed, moving her ass back toward his heavy-haired belly scratching her buttocks. She moved her ass as sensuously as she could. The slow invasion of his hard prick in her ass hurt terribly. If she could somehow show him how well her cunt could wrap around his dick, especially now, maybe he would give her his dick in the right hole again.
But he was determined to fuck her this way. He could have finished her off in the cunt. But Rod was determined to play her along all the way. And he was succeeding.
Laura felt as if he were splitting her ass wide open. She felt the pain of his gradual insertion, and that wide dickhead seemed to go on forever. Laura sobbed, sucking in her lower lip and biting down hard.
"Unghhh...."
Now both hands were on her nipples. He continued twisting them, pulling at them until Laura squealed in pain.
"Feel good, Laura? Man, you've got a tight little ass there ... almost as tight as your pussy."
He was whispering dirty things in her ear, licking the nape of her neck while he pinched and teased her nipples. How empty she felt between her legs! If only he would fuck her pussy, drive his cock into her cunthole. Why had he done this terrible thing?
"Ohhhhh...."
Her legs and arms spasmed. Rod had started pulling his dick back out. The reversed tugging was like a vacuum sucking at her bowels. There was a vulgar outward stretching of her asshole. Flashes of pain and strange pleasure shot up her spine.
"Noooo!"
Laura bit her lip again. She couldn't even sob now, not with the insistent motions of that dick in her ass. She shoved her ass toward him, looking for relief from the obscene sucking in her shit-chute.
"Easy, easy...."
Rod paused, then shoved deeper in. Laura groaned, her pussy going into tremors of sexual need. The folding, slippery ring of her snatch convulsed, milking at his sliding dick the way her cunt had. Rod stiffened, throwing back his head and letting out a gasp while still driving more of his cock into her ass.
Laura was completely torn both in her assflesh and in her mind. She rubbed her tits against his hands, feeling pain and delight. It drove more pain to her crotch. Her round, firm assmounds flexed against his belly, looking for more of the lascivious fullness that threatened to split her ass wide open. "Unghhhh!"
The sliding of Rod's dick as it moved deeper in her guts sent shivery thrills through her ass. Laura felt her guts filling with the stud's dick. It was as if a steady, growing load of iron-hard heat were in her bowels. She thought his dick would surely have to stop growing. Her asshole wasn't like her cunt, didn't have the same depth, the same elasticity.
But his dick kept sliding farther up her ass. Laura's ass nerves seemed to be more sensitive to the tension than those in her cunt. She imagined his thick bar of cockmeat in her ass growing until it was the size of a cannon. The big man's cock felt like a tree trunk impaling her, driving her in two.
"Nooooo...."
The steady pressure eased again for a while. Laura felt his belly resting against her buttocks. Surely that would be all he could shove into her! Surely he would have to start pulling out, leaving the remaining three inches of his cock unburied in her butt.
For a second Laura felt him pulling out, making her bowels pucker outward again. She thought he had pulled a foot of cock out of her ass. Her nerve endings were protesting all the way. She grabbed at the wrinkled blanket, her long blonde hair splashing over her face. Thrashing around as much as she could, Laura knocked over the picnic basket, sending food scattering all over the grassy area in front of her.
Then he started forward again, making Laura gasp and sob. Laura shoved her ass back against him once more, arching her back. The strange fullness inside her bowels was starting to excite her. It wasn't like the heat that rose in her cunt when she was milking around a dick. And yet it seemed to be connected in some strange way.
"Noooo!"
Rod's cock went deeper, past where the last stroke had stopped. Laura inhaled, her moans shuddering deep in her chest. No man had ever done this to her before. It was like being fucked for the first time. Laura thought her belly would burst from all that cockmeat filling her ass. In spite of the heat, in spite of the heavy pain, in spite of the desire to feel dick in her cunt, Laura was beginning to want more cock in her ass. She wanted to feel more of that lewd suction in her ass.
"Unnnhhh!"
The tempo of Rod's ass-ripping fuck increased.
Laura squeezed her ass tight around him, trying to drag more sensuous tingles across her nerves. She didn't care how much it hurt now. She just wanted that dick to drive into her ass until the spinning ball of heat in her buttocks exploded.
Rod showed incredible stamina. He thrust back and forth, gradually speeding his cockstrokes until Laura thought her ass would melt. The hot, dry friction in her ass was like salt in wounds. As the ramming length and speed of his strokes increased, she felt her cuntlips milking oozing juice from her hole. Heat sliced into her erect clit. There was a pleasurable feeling that built up quickly, becoming as important as the jabbing piston of dickmeat in her asshole.
"More, more, more!" Laura was crying out for more fucking, more dick, more sensation.
All the feeling in her body focused in on her asshole. And then he moved one hand back, back to her cunt and clit. He was finger-fucking her, increasing the hot, tight, clenching sensation tearing through her cunt.
"Unghhh! Uhghhh!"
Laura panted heavily, her mind going blank. She knew she was being fucked ... fucked hard and fast. But the way her cunt reacted, she didn't care what was happening to her ass. Rod was scraping the sensitive folds and hollows of her juicing cunt with two fingers now, jagged nails teasing aroused nerve-endings.
Laura felt him hitting something deep inside her.
She felt something ready to tear loose. The feeling accelerated the vulgar thrills from her clenching ass. Sweat burned her eyes, making her vision blurred as Laura felt herself pitching wildly toward climax.
Rod grunted behind her. His cock pulled out. Only the head of his dick stayed in her asshole.
Laura felt the flaring dickhead pulling at the tendering lining of her ass, urging her insides out. She hunched her ass back and forth in wild strokes.
With an animal-like grunt, Rod rammed his cock back deep into her ass. Laura thought she could feel the lining ripping.
"AIYEEEEEE!" Laura screamed, feeling a deluge of lusty fire explode in her ass.
Rod was cumming. She knew it. She could feel the hot, thick spurting masses of the stud's cum burning her asshole lining. Laura's pussy snapped shut on his fingers, the muscles milking and sucking so hard Rod thought they were going to pull his fingers out of joint. She wanted to feel that cum in her, wanted to feel that wild sensation of jizz spattering against the convulsing sides of her pussy.
Laura convulsed, her body pounding back against Rod's as she rocketed toward climax. Her tits were mashed by his grabbing hands. She bit her arm, feeling his cum-spewing cock in her ass and the earth-shaking power of her own cum.
Lightning-like jolts of heat in her cunt amplified the spasming sensations in her ass. Laura's mind was centered on her tits, her cunt and her ass. Every motion of Rod's cock heightened the wrenching, struggling torture in her crotch. And then she felt him pulling out.
"No!" the woman cried.
She wanted his dick to stay in her ass until the whole incredible process of her unnatural orgasm was done.
"Yeah, go for it," Rod whispered, moving his cock back in.
Laura felt his fingers concentrating on her clit, making her tiny nub vibrate wildly. Laura wept with overheated passion. She fought to keep his cock in her asshole as her cunt clutched and milked wildly at his moving fingers.
Getting fucked in the ass was one of the most sexually satisfying experiences of her life. But how it hurt, and how it left her exhausted.
When the last dying spasms of her cunt tapered off, Laura collapsed on the blanket. Rod lay on top of her, moving his thighs subtly against her rounded asscheeks while smoothing his fingers over her sides.
"Ohhh, yeah, I haven't known anybody like you, Laura. Nobody comes like you, honey," he said, pinching her tits, then rubbing his palms over her ass.
Laura sighed. She felt a bubble of air escape from her cunt. Rod's jizz oozed from her stretched asshole, frothing out around his softening dick. It had been the experience of her life ... or one of the more unusual ones. So many unusual ones had been happening lately ... the dog, and now this ass-fucking.
"I ... I don't know ... know how long this can go on," Laura said.
"I'll hang around long as you want me, babe. And I can show you lots more than this, if you've got time," Rod said, teasing her ear with the tip of his tongue.
Laura shivered. More? Could there be more? The thought of doing more with Rod drove her crazy.
"Oh yes, yes!" she babbled, feeling his cock stirring in her ass again.
* * *
Janet had managed to gather up enough courage to pitch the German shepherd out of the house and keep him outside while she dressed. While showering, while putting on her revealing short cotton dress, she had thought about what had nearly happened. It was frightening. As she sudsed her pussy again and again, feeling the froth working up her cunthole, Janet thought of what she had nearly done! She had nearly fucked a dog! She had raised her ass up like a bitch in heat, wagged it in front of the animal and spread her knees apart, hoping he would take care of that burning itch.
As she dressed and glanced nervously at the clock, Janet wondered also about her mother. It was getting late. A picnic? An unsettling feeling overwhelmed her. What if something had happened to her? What if....
The phone! As she ran for it, Janet could hear Rex moaning and scratching at the kitchen door. Just stay there! she thought as she picked up the receiver.
"Janet? This is Janie. Listen, I gotta make it real quick. Hank's car stalled again," she groaned. "But no sense in ruining a date, so his cousin's gonna come right over and pick you up. Sorry, but we'll probably have to spend the time at my place, and my folks are home."
Janet felt her cunt relax. No fucking tonight. When would she ever lose her cherry?
"Okay. I'll get ready. What's his name?"
"Jack Beddington. He's a dream. You'll recognize him right away. And if you two aren't back in an hour...." her sentence ended in a series of embarrassed giggles.
"Janie, you're awful," Janet said, feeling her chest tighten, her breath become short. Could she take a chance like that with her mother coming home at any moment?
"Well, we'll be waiting."
He was coming over, and she was alone! Janet put the receiver down and put one hand to her breast. Closing her eyes, she felt the steady beat of her clit become harder, stronger. Why did things have to frustrate her this way? Why couldn't she feel a man? She needed one, needed a ... cock in her right now.
"Oh, what's the use!" she said in frustration, opening her eyes and rushing back to the bedroom.
It would be another night of smothered giggles, ice cream and no fucking!
CHAPTER TEN
"Uh ... , my mom's not home yet," Janet said, feeling her heart skip a beat.
She was holding onto the front door for dear life. For a moment Janet thought she was going to sink to the floor. Jack! He was the spitting image of that man she'd seen in the magazine. A little younger maybe, but still almost the same face and body.
"There's no place to go anyway," Jack said, shrugging as he walked in.
Janet was blushing all the way down to her toes. Could he tell she was excited, ready to throw herself down at his feet?
"Nice place. All the homes around her are nice," Jack said a little awkwardly, noticing the girl's confusion.
"Uh, yes, I ... oh, the phone!"
Janet used the opportunity to race from the room. She would have had a heart attack if she stayed there longer. Why couldn't she control herself? It was impossible for her to keep quiet, to keep her pussy under control. She stood in the dark hall, feeling her pulse race madly through her young body while the phone jangled madly in the cradle.
It was her mother, and she sounded very strange. She was going out with some friends and would be home very late. Janet could hardly speak, doing her best to sound normal. As she replaced the receiver on the cradle, she almost gasped with confusion. Alone, completely alone with her fantasy waiting in the next room! Her fingers trembled.
"Anything wrong?"
Janet was afraid her face showed her thoughts, her smoldering want. Yes, it was desire, lust! She wanted him, wanted him badly. A man like him had made her commit the worst of all possible sexual acts ... and that was simply by looking at his picture! Now she had the real thing standing only a few feet in front of her.
Janet shuddered, feeling her cunt swell open, her pussylips bloat up and peel back while her clit pushed up from the surrounding slick flesh.
"No, it's just that I ... well, I'm a little dizzy, that's all," she said with a nervous laugh.
"Smoking?" Jack asked, his thick sensuous lips curling up mockingly
"Oh no, I don't ... don't do that sort of thing," she said, feeling remarkably like a hayseed.
Janet realized that her breathing was shallow and rapid and that Jack was picking up on it. She smoothed her fingers over her forehead, moving to the sofa.
"Sorry. Lots of people are giving it up for alcohol. Good old booze. Guess it took a back seat for a while, but it's coming back," Jack said, moving his legs apart.
Janet's eyes raced to his crotch. She could make out the hefty swell of cockmeat there, pressing against the front of the trousers. Didn't he wear shorts? Was he hard? She shook her head, trying to drive out those kind of thoughts from her mind. Terrible, awful! She shouldn't be thinking things like that ... at least not here, in her mother's home!
Jack smiled. "Maybe you could use a drink. I know you're a little young, but-"
"No, I'm all right."
She swayed forward. The next thing she knew Jack had her by the shoulders, supporting her. "Oh, what are you doing?" she gasped.
His eyes answered the question-those bright blue eyes, mocking, laughing at her reluctance and her heat. What kind of man was he to touch her like that and make all her nerves stand up on end?
"Maybe we oughtta go to Janie's and-"
"Forget Janie, forget Hank."
He was kissing her neck now.
Janet closed her eyes, trying weakly to push him away. It was a joke. No, she didn't want him away, didn't want him to leave. All she could think about was to have him hold her tighter, harder, until she wouldn't be able to breathe!
"Oh no, no ... this can't be happening!"
Her fantasy man was coming alive. She felt his fingers hiking up her skirt. She hadn't bothered wearing panties, especially when she thought of the possibility of being fucked that night. And it was coming true.
"I haven't ... haven't done this thing before ... I swear it. I ... oh, I'm so frightened!" she gasped, clinging to him.
"Where's your room?" Jack asked, his voice thick, masculine.
"I can't walk. I know I can't. I...."
He picked her up, scooping her up in his arms.
They went up the stairs, Janet feeling as if she were melting into his arms.
When they reached the bedroom, Janet let her arms fall from Jack's neck. He was lowering her to the bed, fumbling with the buttons of her dress, reaching down to his crotch and unzipping his trousers. Janet looked heavy-lidded at him as she slipped off his shirt, then he opened her dress. His fingers were parting her dress. She felt the silken edge inch down past the tops of her tits, cling for a second on her large, red nipples.
Then Jack lowered his mouth.
Janet closed her eyes again, thinking of that magazine, thinking of how that man looked as he towered over that woman, filling her mouth with his dick.
"Ohhhhh!"
The touch of Jack's lips on her right nipple drove her crazy! Janet shifted her thighs from side to side, feeling juice bubble like crazy from her frothy slit. He sucked the hard nub of tit flesh between his teeth. Janet's cunt wet the bottom of her dress and the coverlet underneath. Jack slid a hand under the silk, grazing her belly.
She was shaking now, her ass squirming on the bed, her thighs spreading for his hand. It felt good, sooo good. And when his finger slid into her cunt crack, she groaned loudly, kissing him hard on the mouth. She wanted a fuck, wanted to lose her cherry with this handsome stud. Janie had been right. He liked her, liked her a lot! She was doing things with him she had only dreamed about! "Oh fuck me, please fuck me!"
Janet couldn't believe she was saying something like that to a complete stranger. But there it was, the words still echoing in the room. She tightened her cuntlips around his touch, the instinctive move of a young woman in heat.
For a second she thought of Rex, thought of the way his slick tongue had felt sloshing in and out of her cunthole. God, no, no, she couldn't be thinking about animals at a time like this! The dog was outside, locked outside, she hoped. No longer would she call him up, spread her thighs, pat the side of the bed for him to climb up and force her down. No longer would she peer between her white, shivering thighs to see that furry head bobbing up and down between her legs. No, she was going to be fucked, really fucked by this man.
"Ohhhhh baby, baby, baby," Jack groaned, finger-fucking, twisting his fingers in her cunthole while Janet moved her hips in an opposite direction. She increased the wild rubbing friction that way, made it feel as if she had a foot of cockmeat inside her.
Jack reached down and pulled at his trousers. In a moment he was naked, his pants and shirt on the floor.
Looking down, Janet saw the biggest cock ever-or so she thought! It had to be eight, maybe nine inches and two inches across! Something like that should be dangling from a bull! She edged away, feeling Jack's hand gripping her wrist.
"You ain't never done this before. This is gonna be great," Jack said, smacking his lips, then rubbing his free hand over her cunt. "Aren't too many virgins running around."
"No, I...."
Janet felt panic. He was all over her, his hands pushing through her hair, his legs rubbing over hers, his belly humping against her stomach while his dick was sliding up and down over her cuntal slit. He was going to fuck her, going to pop her cherry! She panted hard, writhing under the hard-muscled body pinning her down against the bed.
Then it happened!
His slick cockhead was rubbing against her cunt. Jack slid his knees up, peeling her pussylips open, moving his dick against her hole.
"Fucking," Jack whispered, flicking his tongue in her ear as he pushed his cock in.
Janet felt her cuntlips spring apart, then snap shut tightly around the neck of his cock. He was twisting his body around so she could feel his cock working, working in farther as the spongy head reamed out her tight pink passage. It was wonderful, mind-blowing, the best feeling she had ever had in her short young life!
Janet was babbling, throwing her head from side to side as Jack's cockshaft disappeared inch by thick, throbbing inch. It was wild having the realization of her fantasy right here in her own bedroom! Looking up, she saw Jack's dark, handsome face twisted with lust. Sweat plastered his long black hair against his forehead. Several strands hung rakishly over one eye. Another shiver went through her cunt.
"Ohhh...." she groaned as she felt her pussy being stretched wide to take his fat cock.
It was crazy. She felt the pressure in her cunt become more and more intense as Jack shoved in deeper. There were only four inches of cock inside her and at least five more to go! And Janet wanted all of his prick inside her. She was tired of being a virgin, tired of being frustrated, tired of having to turn to a dog for satisfaction. At least this was normal!
"Fuck!" Jack pulled back a little, then shoved down hard.
As his prick pierced her the virgin cunt, his cockshaft was grabbed by her velvety cuntal walls. And then the young man felt his dick run into something firm, a wall, a wall of virgin flesh.
"Oh God!"
Janet writhed against the mattress, feeling a flash of fear. Her cherry! He was going to pop her cherry! Instinctively the young girl drew back, but Jack held her firmly.
"Hang on," he warned.
"Nooooo!"
Janet threw back her head, the cords sticking out on her neck while her fingers fluttered around Jack's chest. He bore down, tearing her pussy apart, ripping her cherry. With one massive shove Jack managed to have every inch of his dick rammed into her hot, simmering cunt. He lay down on her tits, his breath coming in gasps, sweat dripping off his forehead and chest.
"Easy, easy," he whispered, caressing her cheeks.
It had been as if lightning had struck her cunt. Janet had felt a tremendous shock of pain followed by a rushing feeling, the feeling of his dick plummeting to the end of her pussy. Now she lay quietly, concentrating on the throbbing sensation between her legs. Slowly, surely, steadily, the pain was melting away.
Jack started moving, stirring up those wild sensations that had torn through her earlier.
"It won't ever hurt again, will it?" Janet asked, clinging to him.
"No, baby, never again. And I'm gonna make sure you're gonna forget about that pain. You won't remember anything except how you came with my dick inside you."
His words thrilled Janet. She wiggled her hips, working her way up the thick base of his dick. Soon he was hammering away at her, his cock sliding over the convulsing folds of her cunt. She quivered all over. Her ass was jerking up and down, trembling. Her clit was swollen and hot, pulsing with a raging tickle that drew cries from her throat.
She was fucking, fucking him back, her thighs tense. And then that moment of madness she had heard about washed over her. That madness was Jack's cock fucking her so beautifully. And then she was spinning around, bathed in a whirlpool of flashing lights as a wild orgasm crashed down into her cumming young cunt.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Oh, ohhhh ... oh, you're still ... hard," she whispered, glancing down at Jack's crotch.
His prick was as huge as ever. Biting her lip and grinning mischievously, Janet reached down and touched his prick. She heard Jack suck in a breath and knew at once he hadn't cum!
"Oh, it's ... still hard."
"Yeah, no sense in cummin' when I knew you'd still be hot. Girls like you usually like to cum a lot when they first get fucked."
Janet blushed. He was used to girls like her. For a second, Janet felt incredibly cheap. Then she thought about Jack, about her fantasy, and she felt a warm rush of affection and heat wash over her.
"But I'm pretty damned close," Jack added, sucking in a ragged breath as Janet traced her fingers along his balls.
"What ... what do you want me to do?"
She looked up and saw the answer in his eyes. Could she suck his cock? Could she actually wrap her lips around something like that and suck it? Then Janet thought about the woman in the magazine. The woman had sucked that stud's dick, running her tongue over it, stretching her lips around it. Of course she could do it.
"What ... does it taste like?" she asked, feeling Jack's big hands guiding her.
"Why don't you try it?" Jack said.
Janet heard scratching sounds at the bedroom door. Rex! He had gotten into the house somehow! Perhaps the little swinging door at the bottom of the kitchen door had come open. The lock was old and rusty, and Janet had only been able to partially close it. When enough battering....
"Something wrong?"
"The dog," she exclaimed, getting off the bed and then stopping.
What would she do? Rex was barking now, clawing at the door. He would disturb everything in their lovemaking, probably arouse the curiosity of the neighbors.
Jack pushed himself up on his elbows. "Well, let 'im in. I don't mind an audience if you don't."
Janet blushed. How could she tell him what had gone on between her and the animal? She could imagine the laughter ringing through the room when he found out she'd been fucking the dog.
"I ... oh, all right," Janet said, padding toward the door. She cracked it open, feeling the pressure of the dog's body against the door.
"Nice dog," Jack commented as Rex trotted in, going straight for Janet's cunt as soon as she'd opened the door.
Bending down, she smacked him sharply across the muzzle. He circled confusedly into a corner, putting his head down on his forepaws and staring up at her.
"Stay," Janet warned, sliding back onto the bed.
Jack grabbed the back of her head, guiding her mouth down to his crotch. He spread his knees so she would have room. Janet's heart felt as if it were about to tear right through her chest. She bent down, brushing her long hair from her eyes, smelling the pungent aroma washing up from his crotch. It was a wonderful smell, one that made her cunt juice up as the heat increased between her legs.
"Ohhhhhh...."
Her breath became ragged as she inched down, her lips inches away from the red glistening head of his cock. Jack was moving his ass back and forth, his balls jiggling. She was sitting on her haunches now in front of him.
Jack slumped back down on the pillow and closed his eyes.
"Suck it," he whispered.
At first Janet wanted to get used to it, to taste it a little. She had already made up her mind that tonight she would take this man's cock in her mouth. She would suck it until she tasted his hot jizz boil out.
"Do you get this done a lot?" she asked.
"No, not that much," Jack groaned, hunching his body up from the bed, wanting to feel her wet mouth on his dick.
"Oh, oh, yesss!" Janet whispered.
Janet knew she had to make it good. She wanted to have Jack come back to visit her some more. She wanted to see him often.
Rex whimpered from the corner of the room.
"Bad dog," Janet hissed, then turned to gently lick Jack's dickhead again.
Jack writhed, his lips parting and letting out a groan of delight. Janet extended her tongue until it covered almost half the underside of his cockshaft. Then she brought it quickly forward, pushing it back again. Jack was holding his breath. He was so tense that his entire body was shivering.
"Oh, I didn't know it would make you feel like ... like that," Janet gasped, pulling her head up and staring at him.
"Baby ... ohhhhh, baby...."
Jack reached for her head, then fell back again. Behind her, Janet could hear Rex moving about, pacing from one end of the room to the other. She tensed, wondering what was wrong with him. She glanced back, shaking one finger at the animal. Then she steadied Jack's cock so she could lower her face once more. As she bent down, Rex put his front paws on the bed, tilting his furred head at her.
"Back, back...." she whispered.
Janet got on her hands and knees, bent down over Jack's jutting cock.
"Ohhh, suck it...."
Janet almost felt like fucking again. Just having Jack's dick inside her mouth, being in all fours hovering over him as he lay flat, excited her terribly. She wanted to climb up on top of that long, fat cock and lower her tender cunt over his cock.
But Jack wanted what she was doing. And that made her want it for him twice as much. She wanted to do everything for her fantasy man. In the position Janet had taken it was easy to bob her head up and down, letting the spongy dickhead jab well into her throat.
Janet found how to breathe in rhythm, discovered the easy rise and fall that made Jack wiggle and swear under his breath. She closed her eyes. Her lips sucked around the flared head of his prick, her teeth at times nicking it. Then she plunged almost down to Jack's balls. When she tried real hard, she could just touch his scrotum with her lip.
Then, suddenly, a jab of fear shot through her when she knew Rex had climbed onto the bed behind her. She swung back with one hand. But the large German shepherd had ducked, nosing between her buttocks and wetting her crotch easily.
"Oh no!" Janet gasped, spit oozing from her lips down over Jack's pulsing dickhead.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing ... oh, that damned dog. Oh, he must think ... I don't know what he thinks, but...."
Janet swatted back at the dog again. But Rex ignored her. He had worked her hot cuntlips apart and was now stroking them with his rough tongue.
Janet was frantic with the fear of discovery, with the fear of possibly losing this man. And the sloppy noises Rex was making wouldn't go undiscovered for long. She hit back at the animal again.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed ... this awful dog!"
Jack could see what was happening now. He was sitting up on one elbow, smiling strangely.
"I don't blame him," Jack said. "You smell pretty damned good."
"But I'm not a dog!"
Janet whimpered half with shame, half with lust. Rex knew where to lick. Janet tried to pretend that nothing had happened. But as soon as she was kissing Jack's dick again, the animal brought his hot tongue up through the sloppy mess of her cunt. Janet trembled like a bitch in heat.
"Rex!"
Jack caught her wrist.
"I don't mind if you don't. I kinda think it's a turn-on myself," he said.
"But I'm so ashamed, I think I'll die!"
Rex was growling as he wet the backs of her thighs, her asscheeks, her puffy, spit-soaked crack.
"Forget it," Jack said, easing her down until her lips were on his cockhead again.
Janet turned her head so she could suck the side of his veined dickshaft, tickle the hardness with her tongue until Jack groaned. That teasing, tickling wetness that rubbed her cunt open was almost the same that she was giving him.
Janet let her head fall heavily over the cockshaft. Jack sounded like he was coming apart. Rex stuck his black nose partway into the opening of her cunt. Janet felt her cunt muscles convulsing around that invasion.
The dog growled and drove his tongue in wild, lapping circles over her pussy. The hair curled along the sides of her cuntlips, wet with the dog's hot spit. It was so wonderful, so soft, so whisper-soft every time he brushed his tongue over her clit!
"Jack, oh, the dog's licking me!"
"Feel good?" he panted.
"Yes, oh God yes!"
"It's turnin' me on," he said, his laughter turning into a groan as Janet gave a sloppy lick over his piss-slit. That's where the jizz would erupt. It would fill her mouth, choke her maybe!
"Unnghhh...." Janet moaned.
Rex had centered his licking attention on her clit now. The dog was making her hot, really hot. She babbled around the shaft between her lips. Spit leaked from the corners of her mouth, gathering in drops on Jack's cockhairs. His balls were pulled up high in their sac from the tension of her teasing mouth. Janet searched for the most sensitive spots around his dick while Rex drilled his tongue into her pussy. Jack was pounding the mattress.
Janet could feel Rex's fangs pressing against her soppy cuntlips, rimming the aching flesh around her clit.
And then Jack came. Janet felt no spurt as she thought she might. No jet choked her. It was a subtle, bleachy taste that told her a droplet of cum had squeezed up his throbbing fuck tube. Janet shoved her tongue back and forth against his dickshaft.
That was all Jack needed. A powerful spray blasted out of his dick, splattering against the back of her throat. Janet swallowed and gulped it down. It was easy, so much easier than she'd first thought. There was nothing so wrong with the way his cum tasted or smelled. It was sex, and she liked sex a lot. It would be something she always liked!
"Ohhhhh, baby, take it!"
Janet struggled to keep her concentration, to keep sucking hungrily at Jack's shooting dick. She knew Jack liked it when she swallowed. Hot dribbles of jizz seeped down her throat. Jack started shoving his hips frantically, and she struggled to keep his cock in her mouth.
"Ohhhhhhh...."
Rex bit at her thigh, then licked deep into the peeled-back membranes of her cunt. Janet quivered and groaned, gurgling as she bolted down more hot cum. Soon that hard cock in her mouth was softening. She felt it slip from her mouth. She fell sideways on the bed while Rex bumped his head hard against her thighs to keep them open. He was driving his muzzle against her cunt.
And Jack was watching! She could barely see Jack as he crawled closer to the action!
Janet couldn't stop the dog. And Jack was helping to make things happen! He was reaching down, holding her legs open for the horny dog! Janet saw the wildness in Jack's eyes, felt one hand close around her right tit while he kissed her passionately. She was confused, hot, excited. Man and dog! The images became blurred as she felt the dog rooting wildly against her blood-tight clit.
"MMMMGMMMMMFFF!"
Janet whimpered into Jack's opened mouth. His tongue drove into her cum-slicked throat while the dog's knobby cock danced under his belly. Then Janet felt the shooting spurts of doggie cum make hot lines on her ankle and leg. Rex was cumming, and Jack was kissing her, squeezing her tit at the same time.
It was far too much for the girl to take.
Janet thrashed madly on the bed, shoving her cunt up and down against the driving pink tongue that raped her. And it was good, so good that Janet knew she'd never be the same again. She pressed her mouth against Jack's neck, licking him like the dog was licking her cunt. Thrilling jolts of lust coursed through her pussy. Rex had fallen back, drained, wasted now. Another spasm rocked her, and she cried out to be touched. Her cunt sucked in air.
Jack shoved three fingers into her slit. She felt him teasing her slit, then penetrate her convulsing cunt. She finished her orgasm with a cry of joy, thrusting her hips up against his fucking hand.
"Ohhhhh yeah, baby, I'm gonna be seein' a lot of you. I'm gonna be stayin' here with Hank a long time and I wanna be around you all the time. Maybe even invite the pooch there in for a couple of sessions," Jack said.
Janet sighed, dreamily leaning against his chest. She wanted him to call on her every night. She'd figure out an excuse for her mother. If her mother really wanted to know.
"Happy, baby?"
"Oh yes, yes," she babbled.
One chapter of her life was gone, and gone along with it was that concept of her mother being an old maid. Perhaps her mother was ... but that was something to think about later. Now all she wanted to think of was this wonderful man, and this wonderful dog, and all the wonderful times ahead.
