It often comes as a shocking blow to learn that a person one has held in high esteem is not what he or she appears to be.
The model husband next door who is exposed as a wife-beater. The high government official under investigation for corruption. The respected banker caught with his hands in the till.
For Greg Wilson, the revelation that his wife had begun to pursue a perverse passion with a neighbor's dog not only proved to be a traumatic event, but one which acted as a catalyst for unleashing latent passions. At first shocked, but later involved, he discovers how far those perverse passions can spread when several women are introduced into a world of bestiality.
PET WIFE-a startling story of those who come to grips with their own carnal emotions.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
The sun was up, and so was Kay Peterson. She had no choice. She had five hungry purebred dogs to feed. A kennel to set in order. And a plane to catch at noon.
Kay was going to take a well-deserved vacation in the Bahamas. She was looking forward to a long rest in the sun and the sand. But she would miss her canine charges--and a little ache inside told her that when the five big dogs barked eagerly as she entered their compound.
Except for the big German shepherd, Daemon, and the smaller shepherd called Jonas, the dogs belonged to owners who were away on business or pleasure. But Kay loved them all as dearly as if they were her own. It was always hard for her to sell a dog. Though she had been offered an outstanding price for Daemon, she had put off parting with him. He was her favorite. And Kay had trained him well.
"Good morning, my beauties. Who wants to take a run first?" She walked along the row of cages, greeting each animal in turn. First Daemon; then a black Labrador called Regal; then Stud, an energetic Doberman pinscher; Koko, a dainty female Doberman; and Jonas. She released Daemon and Regal and led them to the run. When they were safely inside, she turned her attention to hosing down their cages. The sun was climbing slowly in the sky. She began to feel anxious; there wasn't much time left.
Then she put a leash on Daemon. "Come on, handsome. You're coming with me." The coal-black shepherd trotted happily at her side as she walked back to her sprawling ranch-style home. Her office quarters were at the back of the house. Her office was like a large comfortable den with a stuffed leather couch and chairs, a bar, and walls covered with pictures of prize dogs. Kay knew every one of those dogs. An interested visitor could sit for hours while Kay drew on her volumes of believe-it-or-not dog stories.
Kay had been an animal lover long before she discovered the market for large and well-trained dogs for women. Her divorced husband had left Kay very well off. She didn't need to work. Her kennel business was a labor of love.
The dog watched with interest as Kay went behind the bar and mixed herself a drink. The tall shapely blonde liked to keep herself healthy, but she liked her booze, too. Especially before a session with Daemon. She liked to be in just the right mood. She raised the glass in a toast. "Here's to you, my handsome beauty! I'm sure going to miss you for the next month!" She drained the glass in one long swig. Immediately, the alcohol went to work, making her body tingle with greedy anticipation. "Mmmmm, feels nice inside." She ran her fingers sensually over her body through her terry-cloth jumpsuit. Then, with one graceful movement, she removed the suit.
She was naked underneath. Her full round breasts jiggled as she raised herself onto a bar stool. Her cunt-slit gleamed pink and moist between her thighs as she spread her legs wide and began to tickle her clitoris. She watched the dog watching her, his ears perking with interest as his eyes followed the lewd manipulations of her fingers along her aching cunt-furrow.
"You see how wet and hungry my pussy is, darling? It's for you ... all for you. I need it so bad, Daemon! Just one last time before I go away!"
She wriggled her lush ass-cheeks down against the smooth leather of the barstool. She could feel the surface getting wet and sticky with her juices. Her cunt was so ready. "Come on up here for a minute, Daemon. Lick my twat for me!"
She groaned in abandoned surrender as the dog raised his forepaws onto the front edge of the barstool and began to nose her pussy. His nose was cool and tantalizing. She spread her legs even wider and held the dog's head between her thighs. "Mmmm, feels soooo good!" Her big green eyes closed lazily. She was letting go completely. The familiar feelings were darting through her. She wanted to debase herself. She wanted to get fucked, hard and long, by the big dog. She wanted to kneel before him, like a bitch in heat, and get screwed.
First, though, she enjoyed the titillating glow of expectation. The longer she could put off her impalement, the better it would feel when it actually happened. In the meantime, there was Daemon's tongue. His long, serpentine, wet tongue.
She thrust her cunt upward, searching for that soft rubbery probe. The dog cooperated well, as he had been trained to do. His tongue licked eagerly up from her exposed, puckered little asshole to her wet pussy to her hard clitoris. The effect was devastating. "Uuuuhhh, jeez, yes! Ooohhh, Daemon darling! Do it to meeee! Lick my pussy for me! Yeah!" Her tongue licked nervously over her upper lip. Sweat stood out on her brow. She was totally absorbed in the depraved sensual experience she had initiated in her office, the site of so many past encounters with her animals.
The big blonde could not resist the thrill of opening her eyes and looking down at her hairy snatch. The dog's long pink tongue licked right up through her pussy-hair on every upward swipe. His tongue goaded her clitoris to blood-swollen hardness. It looked so wonderfully obscene to her, the picture of his massive head and long, snake-like tongue spreading wide the cavern of her seething pussy.
"Mmmm, so nice! It feels wonderful, Daemon! God, do it to me! Eat my cunt, lover!" Her lips bared her teeth as her passion grew in intensity. Her cunt gyrated more energetically, beating the animal's face with quivering, eager pussy-flesh. Her clitoris throbbed with swollen need. Her pussy craved a hard filling probe. She couldn't hold back any longer. She needed the dog's cock deep inside her cunt!
The dog jumped eagerly to the floor as Kay walked over to the couch. She took a strange-looking stool and set it in the middle of the rug. She kneeled down in front of it and rested her thighs against the cool leather. Her tits and stomach rested against the downward slope. Her buttocks were held high in the air, naked and round and white, beckoning to the excited dog.
Daemon's tongue was hanging from his mouth. He was dancing lightly on his feet, waiting for the coveted command. And, most important of all to Kay, his hard red cock was poking obscenely from his sheath. The dog wanted to screw as much as she did!
"Daemon, darling, you're such an exciting lover!" she groaned wantonly. "Fuck me, Daemon! Come on! Up, boy, up!" She wriggled her ass lasciviously, right in the dog's face. He poked his nose into her ass-crevice, forcing her buttocks even higher in the air. Then he mounted her ... wrapped his black hairy paws around her full, wriggling white ass-cheeks. She moaned excitedly. A low growl escaped the dog's throat.
It didn't take long for Daemon to find his goal. He had been fucking Kay for a long time, and his mating habits were fine-tuned so his cock could find the hole of a human female's cunt. His stiff prick found Kay's pussy and soared right on up inside the hot clinging depths. The force of his entry knocked the blonde harshly forward. She took firm hold of the sides of her stool and shoved her ass back. She wanted him deep inside her.
"Aaarrgggghhh! Oh Jee-zuz! Yessss! That's what I want, darling! Screw meeee! Screw my pussy!" Like a woman possessed, Kay ground her ass-cheeks back against the dog's hairy pelvis. Her pussy-hole clasped greedily around the tapered shaft of Daemon's cock and sucked it right on up inside. Again and again and again, his loins smacked against her upturned ass. Each time, she moaned in wanton delight and screwed her buttocks greedily back to meet him. Kay needed it hard. This dog-fuck was going to have to last her through a whole month's vacation. She was going to make it something to remember.
The German shepherd mounted her from behind. He was fighting against the fury of her abandoned writhing that threatened to throw him backward each time he lunged into her, but he was able to defy the power of her gyrations and keep his cock imbedded in her pussy. His gleaming red shaft glided in and out of her cunt relentlessly. His tongue dangled from his mouth. His spittle dribbled onto her back.
Kay could feel the dog's cock seeming to grow larger and more filling inside her with each deep hard thrust. Her pussy-walls clung greedily to his pummeling rod, caressing it on each in-stroke. The fitful grinding of her ass helped increase the stimulation for both Kay and the dog. She could feel his cock pushing hard against first one part of her pussy and then another. Her sensitive flesh sent darting pleasure signals throughout her body.
Kay was thoroughly lost in a pleasure world she had first discovered years before when she was on the verge of breaking up with her husband. She had had a pet Irish setter then. One night, in a fit of desperate horniness, she had let the dog lick her pussy and then fuck her. That had been the beginning of a bizarre world of depravity she had indulged to the hilt ever since. She no longer kept pets of her own. But her whole life revolved around the special animals she trained and kept for other people. Each dog was a special lover for her.
Kay could feel her cunt wet and swollen, responding wildly to the vigorous skewering the big animal was giving her taut little pussy. Every movement Daemon made seemed to hurl her onto a higher threshold of pleasure. "Uuuuuhhh! Ohhhh, God! Fuck me, Daemon! Fuck meeee!"
Like a human lover, the big dog strove gamely to keep up with the woman's mounting abandon. The harder her ass squirmed back at him, the harsher was his next lunge far up into her wet cunt. His fucking strokes were deep and regular and relent less.
Kay could feel the passion mounting steadily inside her quaking, kneeling body. She knew it would not be long now before the hot head of excitement she had built up exploded into an orgasm that would leave her panting. That vision became her goal. She skewered her ass brutally backward again and again. "Oooohh, baby! Do it to meee! Fuck my pussy, lover! Aaahhhh! Jee-zuzz-z!"
It was happening. Her body was letting loose all the excitement that had been building up inside throughout the long heated fucking session. She was like a ragdoll now, letting the dog batter her as he would. A lusty smile spread over her face. Kay Peterson had reached her own special version of heaven. "Uuuuhhh ... good," she murmured. She collapsed across the stool, hardly aware of the dog's increased efforts as he blew his load deep into her pussy.
She smiled as Daemon pulled out of her and his cum dribbled down her thighs. She lay across the stool, a lascivious picture of a well-fucked woman. Her ass still squirmed in the air slightly. Her big tits, squashed against their leather support, throbbed with pleasure.
Kay could have lain there for a long time, reveling in her body's glow of satisfaction. But it was almost ten o'clock, and she was expecting company. She put her jumpsuit back on and took Daemon out to the kennel. She put him and Jonas and Regal back inside their cages and let Stud out for his run. Koko, the lone female, would have to wait till last for her exercise.
by the time Kay was dressed and had set her suitcases by the front door, her visitor had arrived. Mattie Wilson was a pretty, quiet-spoken brunette who lived down the road. Kay did not know Mattie very well. The other woman seemed shy and Kay was not the type to try to push her friendship on anyone. She did know Mattie well enough to feel she was totally reliable. Kay would be leaving the kennel in good hands. Mattie was a woman who would not shirk her duties.
Kay had even entertained a few private fantasies about Mattie discovering her dogs' special talents. Nothing would please the blonde more than to come back to a turned-on neighbor. Kay's other sexual preference was women, and she found Mattie very attractive.
"I think I've covered everything you need to know, Mattie. Don't forget there's that list I made up for you, in the top drawer of my desk. If any of the dogs, God forbid, should get sick, my vet's number is on the list." She smiled reassuringly at the woman. Mattie looked nervous. Kay was not sure why the brunette had decided to take the job. Her husband made plenty of money as an architect. Kay suspected that Mattie was a little bored with her secure role as a pampered middle-class housewife.
"I should be okay, Kay. Growing up on the farm the way I did, I couldn't help learning about taking care of animals. I love them all." She giggled. Mattie always giggled when she was nervous. She liked Kay, but she was a little in awe of the older woman. Kay was so mature, so self-confident ... and so beautiful.
"Well, that's just the kind of person my dogs need, Mattie. I'm so glad you decided to take the job. I would have hated to trust my precious darlings to a total stranger."
"Well, I'm glad you took me on, Kay. I've been dying for something to do lately to occupy my time. I never used to get bored, but lately ... " She looked dubiously at the other woman. She did not want to say too much, but she needed someone to talk to. In a few minutes, Kay would be going away for a whole month. That made her a perfect confident. A lot could change in a month. " ... I guess I'm just going through a phase. Greg says it's because I'll be twenty-five next month. He says women start getting insecure when they realize they're getting older."
"You're a beautiful woman, Mattie. You have nothing to feel insecure about. Your old man is probably afraid you're getting bored with him," Kay reassured her.
Mattie hurried to her husband's defense. "Oh no, it's nothing like that. Greg knows I love him. I do. It's just that I need some life of my own, if you know what I mean."
"Perfectly. Listen, honey, I've got to be going. I've left Stud in the run. Koko's the only one who hasn't had her turn this morning. Take care of my babies. I'll see you in a month."
"Have a wonderful time, Kay."
Mattie watched Kay steer her big black Cadillac out of the driveway. She couldn't help admiring the blonde. She did everything with such calm efficiency.
When the car had disappeared along the tree-lined road, Mattie headed toward the back of the house and the kennels. She took Koko out for her run after she had closed Stud securely in his cage. She couldn't help blushing as she read the temporary nameplate over Stud's cage.
Who would ever give a dog a name like Stud? It was ... indecent.
CHAPTER TWO
Mattie was just as much a farm girl as her name implied. Her mother had named her Mathilde Louise, but that had become Mattie as soon as the boisterous little girl had established her place among her brothers and their friends. With her freckles and her energy and her strong fight arm, she had been indistinguishable from the guys with her baseball cap on. Until she had started growing tits.
Mattie had tried to keep up with the boys for a while after that, but they never treated her the same. They started whispering among themselves and looking at her and giggling. She often caught one or another of them staring at her chest as her pink-tipped buds grew to firm swelling mounds of tantalizing breasts.
Her mother had convinced the girl that it was time she started realizing she was not a boy. So Mattie had started wearing dresses and letting boys hold doors open for her and buy her ice cream sodas. But she had refused to let them call her Mathilde. So Mattie she was and remained.
She had met Greg Wilson when she was a senior on high school and he was a senior in college. They had dated steadily until Greg was making enough money to support them both. Then they had married, halfway through Mattie's junior year at college. She had quit school and devoted herself to being just Mrs. Greg Wilson.
That had been an engrossing job when they were still struggling with a small income. There had been lots of cleaning and cooking and sewing to do. But in the last couple of years, Greg had been bringing in enough money for a modern house, a washer and dryer, a microwave oven, and a housekeeper twice a week. That left Mattie twiddling her thumbs, wondering what to do with the rest of her life.
She found herself becoming depressed with the same old routine. Even their lovemaking seemed lackluster. It was just part of the routine ... good, but unspectacular. There was something inside Mattie that was crying for release, and she didn't even know what it was yet.
It was at this point that she heard about the temporary job at Kay's. She had practically begged the blonde to hire her. Looking after dogs was right up Mattie's alley. She had a knack for taking care of animals. They seemed to respond gratefully to her loving attention.
The brunette invested all her frustrated energy in Kay's dogs. Though the job only required her presence at the kennel for four or five hours a day, she found herself spending most of her time there. She liked the dogs. She often stayed out in the back talking and playing with them for hours. When that palled, she would relax in Kay's massive living room with a good book from Kay's library.
After five days on the job, the dogs were responding to Mattie as though they had never known anyone else. They barked and yelped when she made her appearance at the kennel and demanded her attention for the better part of the morning.
It was Daemon who was most persistent in his affection for the quiet-spoken brunette. When she tried to put him back in his cage, he whined and nuzzled his nose under her hand, demanding sympathy.
"I'm sorry, big boy, but I can't play with you all the time. You have to rest, and so do I."
The dog growled and crouched low on the ground, squirming playfully. "Daemon, you're funny. What in the world do you want, big fella? I've been playing with you for an hour already." Mattie crouched down and massaged the German shepherd's ears. He rolled over on his back and whined appreciatively. His tongue wagged rapidly. Mattie was surprised and embarrassed by the big red erection that protruded from his cock-sheath.
"Sorry, fella. That's not something I can help you with. You'll have to wait until you meet a nice girl dog. Until then, why don't you go inside and have some chow? Okay?"
Mattie was growing impatient with the animal's games. More than that, she felt distinctly uncomfortable being alone with a horny dog. It had never bothered her on the farm. Sex among animals was just a fact of life. But there was something unnatural about the dog's erection in response to her presence and caresses. The situation was just too intimate, too unnerving for Mattie to take it coolly.
Besides, it had been almost a week since she and her husband had made love. Somehow that fact made the dog's hard cock all the more threatening. "Ooohhh! Stop that, Daemon!" She giggled as the dog rose to his feet and began to lick her face. His gesture threw her off balance and she rolled over onto her back, her legs splayed helplessly in the air. In just the time it took her to recover her balance, the dog prodded his nose in between her thighs and rubbed against her pussy-mound. Mattie was wearing short-shorts. Part of her crotch-slit protruded from her shorts in her helpless position. The dog licked her there eagerly.
"Ooooohhh! Nooo! Stop!" The sensation acted like an electric shock, forcing Mattie back onto her feet. She pushed the dog quickly into his cage and shut the door behind him. Even as she entered the house, the mixed feelings she had experienced when the dog's nose touched her pussy kept her anxious and confused.
It had felt good! Incredibly good! For one split second, Mattie had been tempted to pull her shorts off and let the dog lick her to a peaked frenzy of orgasm. The urge had faded almost as quickly as it had arisen. She had made it go away. But a vague feeling of guilt remained. And of longing.
The young housewife felt sure she would never have reacted so disgracefully if it hadn't been for her frustration. She knew she needed sex every day to feel her best, but somehow she just couldn't be bothered putting out the initiative to get Greg interested in fucking her. So she let her frustration build--build until she was experiencing amorous feelings at the touch of a dog's nose on her pussy! She decided that she should do something about her condition. Her mind settled on nothing specific. But she headed for Kay's office and the bar.
With a stiff Scotch and soda in her hand, she perused the shelves of books that -lined one wall. Most of them were on the care and breeding of dogs, some were works of fiction about animals. On the bottom shelf were several obscure titles that at first held no appeal for Mattie. Then curiosity got the better of her.
She pulled out one of the books and settled down on the couch with it. She sipped slowly at her drink as she read. The liquid felt good going down. It took a couple of pages reading before Mattie realized what kind of book she had in her hands. It was a story about a woman who was being kept prisoner on an island by a group of men who seemed to be fishermen. They went out on their boats every day and left her free to do as she wished. But when they came back, they tied her legs and hands and made her sit naked at the head of the table while they ate their evening meal.
The story began to go into explicit detail about how she looked as she sat tied helplessly to her chair. Mattie could envision the rough-looking men stuffing their faces with food while their eyes raped her nakedness. She could imagine how the woman must have felt with her naked cunt rubbing tantalizingly against the chair.
The more she read, the more Mattie fell prey to the tingles down in her pussy. Her most sensitive region had already been shocked into arousal once today by the dog's cold wet nose. Now it was responding eagerly to the sexual fantasy in the book. Her clitoris felt hard. She was intensely aware of its hot pulsating inside her shorts. Nervously, she drained her glass. She rose to go to the bar and pour herself a refill. Her mind stayed with the girl tied to the chair.
Back on the couch with a fresh drink and the book, Mattie continued reading. She let her legs fall open as she became more and more excited. She was intensely aware of the cool leather of the couch under her thighs. She wanted to see what it would feel like against her ass and pussy. One-handedly she slipped her shorts and panties down to her knees. Her naked crotch grazed against the leather. The effect was immediate. Her juices flowed wetly from her cunt-hole. Her clit ached for attention.
Mattie took a deep breath and a long swig of her Scotch. Her hand snaked down to her wiry pubic mound as her thighs once again parted obscenely. The delicious expectation in her pussy made her begin to wriggle her ass wantonly. Her fingertip advanced through her pussy curls and made shocking contact with the blood-filled little nubbin of her clit. "Ooooohhh, feels good-d-d!" she moaned aloud. Her own voice startled her at first. Then it aroused her. She was enjoying the wanton perversity of playing with herself in her friend's office like this. While all the time she pretended to read the book she still held in one hand.
She tried to concentrate on her reading. It was no use. Her mind was centered on the throbbing passion-pangs emanating from her cunt. Her finger circled her clitoris enticingly. The fleshy little member grew to greater rigidity under her touch. She held the tips of her fingers flat against her pubic mound and began to vibrate them crazily. The energy that radiated throughout her body seemed to rob her of the strength to see or hear or reason clearly. All she could do was feel.
She felt the intense excitement roving unchecked throughout her lush young body, and she knew she had to cum. Had to cum, no matter what. The book fell at her feet as she turned her whole attention to serving her crying need. While one hand vibrated at her clitoris, the other worked its way up under her blouse and began to squeeze and fondle her ripe full tits. Her nipples leaped out rock-hard against her fingers. The feel of them so hard and eager against her lewd self-probe made Mattie tremble. Her hand roved down over her soft belly and over her pussy, where her other hand still quivered naughtily, making her clit swell with blood.
When she had found the wet seeping hole of her pussy, she inserted a finger deep inside. Somehow, it was not enough. She wanted more. Two fingers made her catch her breath with arousal. She worked them in and out of her throbbing pussy, slowly at first, then harder and faster. She closed her eyes and let all her attention concentrate on those wonderful tingling darts down in her belly. She spread her legs wider and shoved deeper. The pleasure only became more excruciating.
While the liquor coursed hotly through her system, her mind toyed with the image of the girl tied to the chair in front of the fishermen. She began to make up her own fantasies about what they would make her do when they untied her. From out of nowhere, her mind conjured up a big white dog. The fishermen made the girl kneel on the floor, and they made her fuck the dog!
Her fingers worked wildly at her pussy as Mattie responded to her own lewd fantasy. Without really thinking what she was doing she got down on hands and knees and pretended she was the poor girl pinioned and abused by the sailors. While her fingers played with her clitoris, she imagined the men standing over her, laughing at her. She imagined them leading the dog to her, coaxing him to fuck her.
Unable to go so far as to imagine herself fucking the dog, she changed her own position to that of observer. She was watching and playing with herself while the men made that poor fantasy-girl kneel in front of that dog and take his cock deep inside her pussy.
"Uuuuhhhh!" Mattie moaned abandonedly in a kind of sympathetic excitement for the girl being screwed by the dog. She found a strange-looking stool by the couch and rested her upper torso on it. Now she was free to manipulate both hands at her pussy. She titillated her clitoris with vibrating fingers while other fingers soared deep up into her wet clasping pussy. She fucked herself vigorously, her ass waving in the air, her brown hair falling recklessly over the stool. She uttered moan after low hungry moan as her passion grew more and more intense.
At last she could take no more. "Oooohhhh! I'm cumming! I'm cummmmingg-g!" Fantasy ... reality ... everything was forgotten but the delicious sensations flowing unchecked through her kneeling, squirming body. A crazy lewd grin played over her features as she relished the knowledge that she had her reward at last.
She was no longer frustrated. She felt good.
Gradually she let herself slip down onto the pile carpet. She didn't bother to adjust her clothing. Her shorts and panties were still bunched around her ankles. Her naked pussy brushed against the pile of the carpet. Her bare ass gleamed white and round in the light from the overhead chandelier.
She slept a deep sleep of total relaxation.
When she awoke, she was anxious to go home. She needed to get away from the kennel for a while. Something strange was happening to her there. She was dreaming about dogs ... no, she mustn't think about it.
She replaced the paperback carefully on the bookshelf and went home.
CHAPTER THREE
The next day, Mattie went about her job at the kennel in a very businesslike manner. She gave the dogs no more attention than was absolutely necessary. It hurt her to hear their whines as she left their compound without giving them any of the affection they craved.
She was home by noon, feeling guilty about being such an uptight bitch. what's the matter with you, Mattie? Can't you trust yourself with a dog, for Pete's sake? she asked herself.
by three o'clock, she was perfectly ashamed of herself. She went back to the kennel and played with the dogs until it was time for Greg to come home. When she got home, she was feeling good about the dogs and herself again.
She had decided that anybody could have a weird fantasy. It was only when a person started acting out their fantasies for real that they had to worry.
Mattie felt sure she had nothing to worry about except her own horny uptightness. She had a remedy for that too. She would get Greg to fuck her tonight.
As soon as her husband had walked in the front door, she threw herself into his arms and kissed him long and deep. She sighed and snuggled her head into his shoulder. "Hi, baby. I sure am glad to see you."
Greg pinched her playfully on the ass and pushed her gently aside as he headed for the stairs. "It's good to see you, too, beautiful. But I've been out on a construction site all afternoon. The first thing I need is a long hot soak."
"I'll bring you something good to drink."
"Thanks, honey. I'd appreciate it." She sat on the toilet and talked to Greg while he took his bath. "You should come and see the dogs sometime, Greg. They're beautiful animals. There are only five there right now, but sometimes Kay has as many as fifteen. They're all so well-trained, even a dog-hater like you would like them."
Greg laughed and flicked at Mattie with his wet fingers. "I'm not a dog-hater, you little bitch you! Take that and that!"
Mattie giggled and ran to the bathroom door for safe distance from the shower of bath water. "I'm glad we have a housekeeper. Otherwise I might get mad at your disrespectful attitude toward our spotless bathroom."
"Hell, a house is for living in. Come back in here and sit down. And let me see those beautiful tits of yours."
Mattie tossed her blouse into the laundry hamper and resumed her seat, naked from the waist up. Her full round tits pointed proudly ahead. She enjoyed her husband's admiring stare.
"Baby, you sure have got a set of knockers."
"Thank you, darling. I was just wondering where you got that funny little thing between your legs." The water had shriveled Greg's cock to the size of an eraser. It seemed unbelievable that that little prod of flaccid flesh could grow to an impressive seven inches.
Greg gave Mattie a mock indignant look and stuck his tongue out at her.
She giggled and knelt on the bathmat to give him a hug. The thing she liked best about her handsome husband was the way they could play together, and feel totally uninhibited. They didn't play as much as they used to, now that Greg was so successful at his career. But it was moments like these that made Mattie love him so much.
With Greg she was not shy and quiet. She was the raunchy, noisy, uninhibited lover who had kept them faithful to one another for seven years of dating and marriage. It was her fun times with Greg that made Mattie truly glad to be Mrs. Greg Wilson. She only wished they happened more often.
Her lips found Greg's and they kissed long and deep. Then Greg lifted her chin and looked her deep in the eyes. There was love in that look. "I'm glad you've found something that interests you, Mattie. You've been in such a good mood all week, it makes me happy just to look at you."
Mattie grinned fondly at her handsome husband.
"They're only a bunch of dogs. But they're really fun to be around. They make me feel needed, sort of."
"I need you, too. You know that."
Mattie felt a totally unwelcome urge to cry. She fought back the tears by looking up at the tiles over Greg's head and counting the daisies on each one. "I know you do, darling ... sometimes."
"No, that's wrong, Mattie. I need you all the time. Life just wouldn't be any fun without you."
"Thank you darling." Now she wanted to cry out of happiness. But she fought back that urge, too. "I love you so much. And I want you to come see the dogs one day. Will you?" Her eagerness made her forget her tears.
"Sure, I will. But you know I like my dogs molded in clay and sitting on the coffee table."
"Oh! You city boys are all alike! You're not comfortable unless you're surrounded by concrete and plastic flowers." She ducked his head under the water. He surfaced quickly and grabbed her by the shoulders.
"All right! That does it! You've been asking for this all evening, and now you're going to get it!" He pulled her into the bathtub, shorts and panties and all.
It took Mattie some moments to catch her breath and wipe the water from her face and her eyes. She was laughing so hard, it was difficult to speak at first. She sat astride her husband's loins, recovering from the shock of the unexpected dunking.
Another shock awaited her. There was a definite hard throbbing under her ass. Greg's cock was stiff as a wrench. "Oooohhhh ... what's this?" She raised her ass mischievously and reached down for the weighty cudgel of his cock. It had grown enormously from the last time she had seen it, mere minutes before.
Greg grinned at his wife. "See what you do to me, baby? Even soaking wet, you turn me on like nobody else. Here. Let's get you out of those wet clothes." His hands fumbled with her shorts and panties while she raised up to let him slip them off. He threw the sopping clothes onto the floor and reached for her bare twat. His fingers coaxed at the swelling bud of her clit. "Mmmmm, feels sooo nice." Mattie closed her eyes. She braced herself against her husband's chest and began to rock her ass back and forth against his loins. The titillation of his finger on her clit combined with that of his stiff prick pushing against her ass to produce wet juices in her pussy.
Greg felt his prick grow to greater proportions as he watched his wife's full, shapely breasts sway with her rocking motions. Her beauty awed him every time he really looked at her, which he had to admit was not as often as he used to. Her breasts were large and round and high-set. Her waist was trim, her belly flat and well-defined by the muscles beneath. Her hips flared in womanly richness, accentuating the hair-mounded prize below.
The more he looked, the more Greg knew what he had to have ... right now. "Sit on my cock, baby. Make yourself feel good." He held his prick by the shaft, pointing it upward to make it an easy target for her wet pussy.
It was easy for Mattie to raise and lower her buttocks in the water, despite her awkward sitting position. The urgency of her husband's voice fired her own lust. She looked into his clear green eyes, saw the naked desire there ... and hurried to do his bidding.
She raised her pussy over his upthrusting cock-shaft and lowered her hairy snatch steadily. His bulbous cock-head slipped first inside her clutching pussy. It was followed at once by the long rubbery shaft. She sat all the way down on him and squirmed her ass against his thighs. She was filled ... totally, deliciously filled. "Uuuuhhh, God! You feel so good in me, darling."
"Uh, yeah, baby! Your pussy's so nice and tight. Move that sweet little twat for me ... come on ... that's a girl!" Greg guided his wife's hips up and down over his achingly rigid prick. He moaned with pleasure as her cunt-walls gripped his penis tight ... welcomed his impaling hardness with rippling caresses that drove him wild. He gritted his teeth to get control of himself and fucked on. His eyes never left the titillating sight of his cock appearing and disappearing under the rippled surface of the water.
The naked brunette smiled and closed her eyes and let her imagination guide her cunt contortions over her husband's stiff prick. Mattie was very pleased with herself. She and Greg had not had an abandoned sexual encounter like this in weeks. It made her feel so happy, so intensely alive to grip her pussy-muscles around his filling cock-shaft, to fuck her husband wantonly right in their own bathtub.
"Mmmm, I love it, Greg darling! I love fucking you!"
Mattie's ecstatic moans and mewls combined with the urgent lapping of the water as her rhythm over Greg's cock grew in speed and abandon. She leaned forward and closed her mouth over his. Her tongue searched the inner recesses of his throat hungrily. Her pussy continued to work eagerly as her tongue fucked Greg's mouth.
It was hard for the excited young husband to just lie back and take the exquisite pleasure his wife was dealing his iron-hard penis. He wanted to pin her down and ram it to her, to drive out the maddening lust that was racking every inch of his body. He gripped her hips tighter, so tight he imprinted red welts in her smooth white flesh, and pulled her forcefully down onto his prick ... harder and faster.
At last he could stand it no longer. Mattie's delirious moans were provoking him as surely as a waving flag excites a bull. He loved the sounds she made. They made him feel so masculine, so powerful. Greg rose from the tub and pulled Mattie after him. She looked at him questioningly, her frustration apparent in her eyes.
"Come on, baby. I want to fuck you good," he rasped.
He bent her over the vanity shelf, her dripping ass shoving out behind, inviting him. He lost no time in burying his pounding member deep in her clenching pussy. His hips worked energetically back and forth, spreading her cunt-walls wide. He liked it this way. He could see the lustful contortions of her face in the mirror over the vanity. "How does it feel, baby? Like that?"
Mattie looked back and forth from her own wet image in the mirror to her husband's strong body fucking rhythmically up into her.
"Feels wonderful, Greg darling. Oh, God, yes ... do it harder like that! I love it! You're so good to me, baby!"
Greg watched his wife's face wilt with renewed abandon. He looked down at her squirming ass ... at the place where his cock was sliding wetly in and out of her clutching pussy. He liked the look of his slick cock spreading her quivering flesh wide. Her buttocks ground back at him, goading him on to harder and deeper efforts. It was good to be wanted as much as she was wanting him right now.
"Jee-zuz, Mattie honey, it sure is a sweet tight little pussy! I love fucking you, baby!"
At moments like these, Greg couldn't figure out why he didn't fuck his sexy wife every single day. Somehow these days, with the pressure of work and outside contacts, his mind became preoccupied for days at a time. He forgot all about being a sexual animal. It was always such a delight to rediscover the abandoned pleasure of sex with his wife. It was so damned good to bury his stiff prick again and again deep in the smoldering confines of her eager pussy.
The mounting pleasure in Mattie's belly was driving her to ecstasy. She loved the carefree wonder of writhing and jerking on the end of Greg's penis, oblivious to everything but what he was doing to her. She was a truly happy woman when she was fucking ... totally fulfilled. She only wished she could fuck every single day of her life.
"Oh, God, Greg! Do it! Do it! Do it!"
As her crisis approached, she thrust her ass back lewdly at her striving husband. She could feel her whole being opening up, looking for the grand explosion of release. By the time it arrived, she was past thinking about it. She just hunched forward against the vanity and let it happen.
"Ooooohhh ... Oh, God, Greg darling! It's happening to me! I'm cummmingg-g!" The zesty wriggling of her buttocks illustrated her pleasure as her words could not. She moved like a go-go dancer, working it out, loving it all.
Her wanton gyrations were more than Greg could resist. He shoved his prick deep into her clasping pussy and let his hot thick juices stream out. He moaned softly as her cunt-walls milked him dry and caressed his cock.
"Ooohh, that was good, baby!" he told her as he finally straightened up and helped her do the same.
They looked at each other's sweat and water-soaked bodies and they began to laugh. They hugged and kissed and stroked one another's loins.
"Maybe we ought to take a shower to clean up after your bath," Mattie suggested. Her hand squeezed Greg's flaccid prick gently, suggestively.
Greg suddenly bent down and swept Mattie up into his arms. He carried her into the bedroom and threw her onto the king-size bed. "No point showering until I'm done with you!"
To Mattie's surprise and delight, his cock was growing and throbbing again. She was ready for more of him.
It was three a.m. before they got to sleep. Mattie slept later than usual. She reached over to touch Greg as she gradually awoke. To her disappointment, he wasn't there.
"Damn you," she muttered to herself. "Don't you ever get enough?" She looked over at the clock. Already ten-fifteen. "Jesus! The animals!" Deciding she had better put off her shower until later, she slipped into a light cotton dress and sandals. It felt sexy to be naked underneath. Her body still tingled from last night's experience. She wanted to relive her titillation for a while longer.
Her swollen pussy-lips grazed against one another as she walked the short distance to Kay's home. She still felt tired, though intensely excited, glad to be alive. She released Jonas and Daemon to put them in the run, then she thought better of it. She was still guilty about the way she had treated the animals the previous morning. She wanted to make it up to them.
Mattie put Regal in the run with Jonas. She kept Daemon with her. Kneeling down in front of him, she rubbed the animal's head and shoulders briskly. He whined with delight and licked her face. "I'm sorry I was such an uptight old bitch yesterday," she told the animal whimsically. "I'll never be that way again. I promise. I'm a very happy woman today. My husband loves me." She coaxed the animal into accompanying her to the house. "Come on, Daemon. You can spend some time with me this morning."
In Kay's office, Mattie headed for the bar and poured herself a generous Chivas Regal. She was not a heavy drinker, but this morning she felt the need to celebrate. She was feeling so good, she could hardly contain herself. If only Greg had been home when she woke up. Her cunt tingled at the thought.
Lots of good hard sex only seemed to make her desire more of the same. She really was a voracious cunt--just like Greg said when he wanted to tease her.
For several minutes she stood behind the bar, drinking and watching the German shepherd looking back at her from his seated position in the middle of the rug. The alcohol on her empty stomach was having a disconcerting effect. She was becoming progressively aware of the swollen tingling in her pussy. Her mind recalled the feel of Daemon's nose on her cunt-slit and, despite herself, she felt a heated surge of desire.
Ignoring the dog's attentive gaze, she walked over to the bookshelves and crouched down to survey the bottom shelf. Automatically, she reached for the book she read earlier. She grasped it clumsily and it fell down behind the shelf.
"Damn it!" She bent forward and reached in behind for the book. Before her fingers located it, they found something else. She pulled out two photographs. "Kay must have lost them!" was her first observation. Then she looked at the pictures. Then she realized Kay must have hidden them there, on purpose.
Both pictures showed Kay kneeling naked with a dog mounted up behind her. In one picture the dog's cock was not visible. But in the other it formed a lurid red bridge between Kay's twat and the dog's furry loins.
"My God!" Despite her shock, Mattie could not take her eyes off the pictures. She held one in each hand and looked back and forth between them. Her mind raced with all kinds of lewd realizations.
No wonder Kay never had men around! She liked to fuck dogs! And she got a kick out of keeping pictures of herself getting screwed by a dog! The Polaroids were raunchy and explicit. Mattie's pussy fluttered with excitement even as her mind struggled with her shock. The look on Kay's face was what titillated her most. She looked so ... depraved!
Mattie thought she was getting the first inkling of why the big Doberman was called Stud. But no, it couldn't be....
So preoccupied was she with the photographs that the brunette temporarily forgot all about Daemon. His cold wet nose prodding her ass underneath her dress reminded her. She pulled away abruptly and turned over, sitting on the carpet, spread-eagled in front of the bookcase.
"Daemon! You're very naughty!" She shook her finger at the big black German shepherd. It was only then she realized that the dog in the pictures was Daemon. She looked furtively at the photos once again, as though she did not want the dog to know that she knew. "Daemon!"
Now she understood why the dog seemed so friendly. He was used to female companionship of a much wilder order than she had been giving him.
Mattie reached for the Scotch that she had set down nearby and drained the glass. She was automatically looking for support, for moral courage against the realization she had just made.
Kay liked to fuck dogs! Incredible!
As the alcohol released her inhibitions, the brunette gradually became aware once again of the hot tingling down in her pussy. She leaned back against the bookcase and thought dreamily about Kay and dogs. She forgot to protest when Daemon prodded his nose against her crotch through her dress.
"Ooooohhhh!" Her moan was involuntary. It let her know just how hot she was ... how primed for release. The pressure of the dog's muzzle, even through her dress, felt awfully good. Her lust-distorted mind was beginning to convince her that maybe it would be all right just to let the dog lick her.
She spread her thighs a little wider and closed her eyes. She promised herself that she would do nothing more to encourage the dog. But if he persisted in nosing out her palpitating pussy, well then....
She held her breath as she felt the dog's nose pushing her dress up over her thighs. It seemed Daemon had more determination than she had given him credit for. Or perhaps just as much as she had hoped he had. Her dress moved all the way up to her belly. Mattie was slouched back against the bookcase, and she could feel warm air on her pussy. The dog's breath!
"Aaaaggghhhh!" Something long and soft and wet lapped at her clit, urging the tender bud into immediate erection. She looked down at her crotch, at the big black head buried between her thighs, at the long pink tongue poking at her pussy. The picture was obscene, she knew. But it made her cunt throb with desperate longing. It turned her on! She wanted more perverted dog-tonguing!
With a low salacious moan, she spread her thighs obscenely wide. The dog had all the room he needed to work, had full access to her pink slit. He licked hungrily at her juices. His tongue slurped over her willingly proffered cunt, worried her clitoris to rock hardness. In her excitement, Mattie slouched down farther on the rug. Now Daemon could even reach her asshole. The first contact of wet tongue on her asshole awakened Mattie's passions.
"Uuuuuhh ... jee-zuz ... yeah! Do it to me, boy! Lick my asshole!" Mattie could not remember ever having uttered the word asshole before in her life. She was acting like a totally uncontrolled whore, and she was digging it. Her whole body shuddered with the whiplash waves of pleasure.
Totally without restraint, she sat back spread-eagled on the rug and opened her pulsing slit to the dog. Her pussy-mound jerked upward slightly, encouraging the animal's efforts. She moaned constantly. Her tongue lapped nervously at her lips. Her eyes were closed. Her smile was one of pure and utter lust. "Mmmmmmmmmm make me feel good, my beauty!"
So far gone was she in her new abandon, Mattie was even able to reach down and stroke the dog's head without feeling any guilt or disgust. She looked upon Daemon now as a precious and devoted lover. She loved what he was doing to her. She wanted more of it.
The gyrations of her pussy-mound became more and more frantic. Her clit throbbed so hard, it was almost an ache. Her whole body was straining for pleasure. Her hands began to clutch demonically at the dog's head. She wanted him to lick her harder. She wanted to cum.
Somewhere in her lust-fogged mind was a picture of herself sitting sluttishly with the dog stretched out between her legs. The image titillated her. She bent her knees up to her chest, so the dog could get at her better. The contact of his tongue on asshole, cunt and clitoris was total now. She could feel a delicious explosion creeping up on her.
"Uuuhh, God! Oooohhh! My pussy feels so good! Lick my pussy for me, Daemon! Do it! Ah jeez! Here I cummmmm!" Her eyes were clenched tight as she was carried off on the tide of orgasm. Even after all the fucking she and her husband had done last night, this last orgasm from the dog's tongue seemed more intense than any of them.
She rolled over onto her face on the rug and lay there a while. The dog whimpered and licked her face. Finally she sat up and stroked the big animal. "It's okay, boy! I'm okay! You just made me feel so good, that's all!" She noticed that the dog's red prick was extending. He was turned on by her taste and her excitement.
Mattie licked her lips nervously and stood up. She took one last look at the two photos. Surely she would never get to the point where she would actually fuck a dog!
She put the pictures carefully back in their hiding place and replaced the paperback in its niche. Then she led Daemon back out to the kennel. She fed the dogs and cleaned their cages. The work helped take her mind off the morning's events. She was not ready to think about them yet.
It was almost one-thirty when she decided it was time for a break. She went into the kitchen and prepared herself a tray of cheese and crackers and fruit. She took it to the office and ate at the bar. She opened a small bottle of white wine to accompany the meal.
Mattie felt slightly guilty about drinking so much. But she realized it was necessary to her right now. She had some things to work through.
When she had finished eating, she went over to the bookcase and pulled out the two pictures. She studied them for perhaps fifteen minutes while her mind wandered and her pussy throbbed.
She had always admired Kay Peterson. If Kay thought it was okay to fuck a dog, maybe there was nothing wrong with it after all.
CHAPTER FOUR
For the next two days, Mattie masturbated while looking at the pictures of Kay fucking Daemon.
The idea of screwing a dog became more and more attractive to her. But she didn't dare do anything about it except dream and jack herself off.
Things at home had returned to normal. Greg had been working late and paying little attention to her. It seemed their one night's passion was going to hold him for some time to come.
Mattie seemed to have lost the power to hold herself in check. She needed sex. She needed to play with herself. And Kay's office provided the perfect place to do it.
The young housewife had begun to look into some of the other books on Kay's bottom shelf. Eventually she found one that was about a girl who liked to fuck her pet husky in the woods. The descriptions of the girl with the dog turned Mattie on. They gave her ample fuel for her increasingly vivid imagination.
Just as she was about to sit down to a lunch of wine and salad one early afternoon, Mattie was interrupted by a ring at the front doorbell. She found two women standing on the steps. One was a striking raven-haired lovely with a swath of furs around her neck and a conservative suit that looked to Mattie like it must have come straight from the salons of Paris. Her companion was a curvaceous redhead with a shock of short bubbly curls and a smile to match. She wore a simple sundress that showed a tantalizing swell of cleavage.
"Hi!" The redhead look surprised, as though she had not expected to see anyone answer the door. "We thought there wasn't anybody home."
"There was no car in the driveway," the older woman said with quiet authority. Mattie looked past her at the cream-colored Mercedes parked in the drive.
"Oh ... I just live down the street. I walked over." Mattie felt intimidated by the obvious wealth and self-confidence of the tall slender brunette. She didn't pay much attention to the redhead, who made the same impression on Mattie as a friendly puppy.
"Is Mrs. Peterson home? Please tell her Regina Whittier is calling."
Mattie was shocked out of her reverent attitude by the note of quiet disdain in the older woman's voice. Obviously she thought Mattie was a servant. "Mrs. Peterson is not home. Mrs. Peterson is on vacation. She should be back in about three weeks." Mattie was fully prepared to shut the door.
The newcomer held out her hand to stop the door. Her face relaxed into a smile that was very pretty, very winning. "I'm sorry if I offended you. I've been traveling all morning and I'm very tired. I have another plane to catch at ten tonight. But I wanted to stop by and see my precious."
Mattie's attitude relaxed as the other woman gradually let her see her human side. "Oh! You must belong to one of the dogs!" She giggled. It helped. Some of her nervousness was out. "I think of those animals as humans, I guess. I've got you belonging to the dog instead of the other way around."
"I'll accept that. I'd do anything for my sweet baby. I hate leaving him alone for so long, but I really don't have much choice. I have so many commitments to keep." Her eyes moved appraisingly up over Mattie's shorts-and-halter-clad form. She smiled warmly at the younger woman. It was a smile Mattie recognized as a signal--though, what of, she couldn't tell. "I design clothing for the rich and conventional. I spend as much time in Paris as I do in New York."
"That's wonderful. Oh ... excuse me ... I'm forgetting my manners. Please come in." Mattie led the two women through the house to the office. They made themselves comfortable on the couch. Mattie was slightly embarrassed by the open bottle of wine. She didn't want the women to think she was a drinker.
Regina showed no sign of being perturbed. "Oh, wine!" she exclaimed. "Do you mind if I invite myself to a glassful? I'm parched."
"Yes, of course." Mattie turned to the redhead. "Would you like some, too, Miss ... ah ... I'm sorry, I don't know your name.
The younger woman piped up brightly. "I'm Lulu Simmons. I'd love some. I hope it's the bubbly kind. It always makes me giggle."
Mattie forced a smile. She was not yet sure whether this charming simple mind was for real or not. "It's not bubbly, but it's very good. I'm sure you'll like it." She turned to Regina. "My name's Mattie Wilson. I'm Kay's neighbor, holding the fort while she's gone."
"I'm very pleased to meet you, Mattie." Regina's long appraising stare over the top of her wine glass made Mattie very nervous.
"Why don't we go look at the dogs? Which one is yours?"
"Stud is my baby."
Mattie did not betray her surprise as she led the woman back to the kennel. So this was the woman who had named her dog Stud! Mattie began to speculate about what the lovely brunette's relationship with her "baby" really was.
But no. Surely Regina did not fuck her dog! She was so beautiful! So sophisticated! She must have men flocking at her feet!
The one sure hole in that argument was Kay. Kay had all those same advantages, but there was no doubt where her preferences lay. It seemed appearances didn't mean anything.
"My! You must know a lot about animals," Lulu exclaimed. "They all look so happy, even if they are in cages! They obviously like you a lot!"
Mattie giggled. "Animals usually like people who treat them decently and feed them regular. They're not as picky as us people."
Lulu looked at Mattie wide-eyed. "Why, I suppose you're right! Animals aren't very picky, are they?"
Eventually, Regina seemed to grow impatient of the conversation. "I have to be getting Lulu back into town. She was kind enough to meet me at the airport, but I can't hold her up any longer." She gave her Doberman pinscher a good-bye hug and helped Mattie put him back in his cage.
"Oh, you're not holding me up, Regina!" Lulu whined.
"Oh, nonsense, Lulu. You're too soft. You'd let me walk all over you if I wanted to."
Mattie felt a quick pang of sympathy for the redhead. She looked at the ground, thoroughly deflated. If Mattie had had any doubt about who was the dominant personality in this relationship, there was no doubt now.
For an instant her initial dislike of Regina flared anew. The feeling died as Regina reached out and clasped her hand warmly. "I'd like to drop by again later before I go to the airport. Will you be here?"
The younger woman had had no intention of staying at Kay's this evening. But for some reason she wanted to accommodate the attractive older woman. Something in Regina's strength cast a spell on those about her. Mattie was no exception. "Yes, I'll be here."
"Oh, good. It'll be at least another month before I get back this way. I would like to spend a little more time with Stud. Why don't I bring some chicken and wine and we can have dinner together?"
The idea sent tingles up and down Mattie's spine. She was excited by the prospect of spending time alone with such a worldly woman. She was flattered by the trouble Regina was taking. It was seldom the housewife met interesting people on her own. Tonight would be an adventure. She enjoyed feeling independent of her husband and his world of architects.
Mattie spent the rest of the afternoon reading a book about dog breeding. No more titillating games for her today. She didn't want to have anything on her conscience when Regina showed up. She called home at five and told Greg to eat without her.
"You know, most husbands would be very suspicious of a wife who calls and says she won't be home for dinner. Me, I trust you."
Mattie could tell by his tone that he was teasing her. She realized with a flash of insight that it would never occur to Greg that she might actually go out and try something daring without him. "This woman wanted someone to be here tonight so she could visit her dog." she explained.
"Uhhuh ... another one of those little old ladies and their neurotic poodles, eh?"
Mattie grinned. If only Greg could see the lovely Regina and her Doberman! "I shouldn't be too terribly late, sweetheart. If anything comes up, just call me here."
"I'm sure I'll get by. I have a lot of work to do tonight anyway. You have a nice time, honey."
After she had hung up, Mattie felt a perverse letdown. She realized she had wanted Greg to be more concerned about her absence. Many were the nights when she had fretted and worried because he said he wouldn't be home till late. Why couldn't he fret and worry about her, just once? It was nice to be trusted ... but something else to be taken for granted.
She didn't have time to start brooding. Regina arrived with the take-out chicken and a liter of wine. They went into the office where Mattie felt most comfortable. She opened up the leaves of a small gateleg table and set out the chicken and salad and rolls Regina had brought.
Regina poured them each a glass of wine. Then, much to Mattie's surprise, she began to remove her chic suit. "I hope you don't mind, Mattie. But I feel so damned uncomfortable eating when I'm all dressed up. Am I shocking you?"
She was, a little. Mattie had seen lots of naked women in her high school basketball days. But she was not used to being alone with a naked woman. And Regina was naked. She wore nothing under her expensive suit but a flimsy garter and dark-tinted stockings. She left them on.
"Too much trouble to bother with these things." Regina gestured casually at her stockings. Then she took her glass of wine and made herself comfortable on the couch.
"I'm ... I'm glad you feel comfortable enough here to be yourself." Mattie cursed herself silently for stammering. But she was trying not to stare at the older woman's heavy, wide-set tits. Regina had a wonderful all-over tan that flattered her slender figure. Mattie thought she was the most attractive woman she had ever seen naked. She looked like a model. The housewife looked down ruefully at her own somewhat fuller figure. Mattie had no excess fat, and she was in very solid shape. But she didn't have the natural slender figure that Regina had.
Regina could have been a lean youth, were it not for her large breasts and her neat little black patch of pussy-hair.
After the first effect had worn off, Mattie almost forgot that Regina was naked. They became absorbed in conversation. The food sat neglected on the table while they drank their fill of wine. Mattie began to feel light-headed. She was enjoying herself.
As she drank the wine Mattie became more reckless. She stood up and removed her own clothes. "I feel silly sitting here with clothes on," she giggled and sipped greedily at her drink. "Mmmm, it feels nicer naked." She secretly relished the cool brush of the leather couch on her cunt. She shifted position a couple of times to test the contact of her pussy on the couch. It was all she could do to keep from groaning aloud.
When she looked around to see if Regina had noticed anything, the other woman was nowhere to be seen. She reappeared in a couple of minutes with Stud following close at her heels.
"I thought it would be more comfortable to visit with my baby if I brought him in here." She seemed to understand Mattie's hesitation. "Kay would understand. She always lets the dogs in here when they've got company."
At Regina's command, Stud lay quietly beside her end of the couch. Mattie relaxed once more. Everything was under control.
Regina looked around at the dog pictures on the wall. "You know, I don't think I've ever known anyone as fond of dogs as I am. But Kay takes the cake. She's devoted to animals."
Immediately, a picture of Kay kneeling naked in front of Daemon's hard cock flashed through Mattie's mind. It renewed her suspicion of Regina and Stud. She had forgotten to worry about the other woman's relationship with her dog. Now her idle speculations titillated her. "Yes, she's very good with them. A woman with her feeling should have become a veterinarian."
"Oh, I don't know. I think Kay has found her proper place," Regina interjected.
Mattie stared at her companion. Had she detected a cattiness in Regina's tone? What did Regina know about Kay? In her somewhat intoxicated condition, Mattie was not prepared to pursue these questions. But their combined effect was to put her on her guard. Regina's next words threw her right off balance. "Did you know Kay likes to fuck her dogs?"
Mattie's mouth opened, but no words emerged. She was shocked by the brutal frankness of the question.
Regina smiled reassuringly at the other woman and patted her bare knee. "I'm sorry, darling. Did I say something shocking? I mean ... well, I know many people would find it shocking, but I thought seeing you're a friend of Kay's ... "
"We're not really friends. We like each other. But we've never discussed our sex lives or anything like that." Mattie stared blindly at the wall in front of her. She knew where she was heading and she wasn't sure if that was where she really wanted to go. She held out her glass obediently when Regina offered to pour her more wine. The brunette emptied the bottle into her glass.
"Oh, I see. So you didn't know."
"I knew."
Regina's voice perked with interest. "Oh?"
There was a decision forming in Mattie's mind. She had decided to tread the dangerous path. She was curious about where it would take her. She was tired of her boring, predictable existence. "I found some pictures the other day," she finally explained.
"That sounds interesting. May I see them?"
Regina followed Mattie to the bookcase. The two naked women squatted while Mattie delved in the back for the pictures. "Here they are." The younger woman's voice sounded dull, mechanical. But it disguised a fast-beating heart. It did not disguise the hand that shook as she handed the pictures to Regina.
"Hhmmmm ... these are interesting. Kay is very photogenic, isn't she?" Despite the sarcasm, there was definite excitement in Regina's words. She stared at the pictures long and hard, making sure Mattie could see them, too. She lay a hand on Mattie's shoulders and patted the younger woman. There was nothing overtly sexual in the gesture, but still it made Mattie tremble with excitement.
It was the thrill of being with a woman who was experienced in things she herself knew nothing about that excited Mattie most. She sensed in Regina's jaded personality a woman who knew about the shadier side of life ... a woman who indulged in the kinds of pleasures considered forbidden by most people. "Have ... have you ever seen Kay with the dog?"
Regina's response was totally unexpected. She burst out laughing. The older woman cupped Mattie's chin in her hand and looked deep into her eyes. She was suddenly serious. "My pretty darling ... the women who bring their dogs to Kay, or who buy from her, are intimately acquainted with her particular fetish."
"You mean you do it, too?" Mattie's most lurid suspicions were confirmed. To her own surprise, she felt no real shock. Only a deep-rooted excitement that made her naked twat pulse with desire. She knew that, somewhere deep inside, she too wanted to experience the depraved thrill of abandoning herself to wanton bestiality.
A pair of hot groping lips closed over Mattie's mouth. She returned her visitor's kiss with lusty enthusiasm. Never in her life had the young wife kissed a woman, but she was taking to it like babies to the tit. She sucked hungrily on Regina's tongue. Then she extended her own tongue deep into the other woman's throat.
Mattie could feel her juices flowing from her pussy down the insides of her thighs as the two of them kneeled face to face on the rug and kissed passionately. The vigor with which Regina's hands began to investigate her lush young body made Mattie feel weak. Her clitoris was pulsing hungrily.
She was in the midst of her second perversion of the week and she was loving it. She liked kissing a woman, having a woman's hands investigate every inch of her eager, trembling body.
When Regina's fingers soared up into her cunt, Mattie lost all control. Her hoarse moans welled up from deep in her throat. Her mouth ground desperately against Regina's while her cunt squirmed against the invading hand.
Regina broke free of the kiss and looked through heavy-lidded eyes at the younger woman. "Your pussy's so wet, darling," she whispered. "I've got three fingers inside you, and your cunt's trying to eat me up. You're beautiful, Mattie ... beautiful!"
With a low groan, Regina tilted her head to one of Mattie's nipples and sucked hungrily. Her working mouth sent lusty tingles darting throughout Mattie's lust-possessed being.
The force of her need was stronger than any other factor right now. Mattie wanted this raunchy, perverse sexuality more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She wanted to let go of all the barriers. She wanted to be free. To let her juices flow and her belly explode in wild flashes of orgasm.
"Oooohhh, God, Regina! It's good! I feel so wonderful! Jee-zuz!" Her own voice sounded unfamiliar to the dazed young woman. But she recognized the animal sexuality there. That was her. That was a woman who needed to get it off--hard.
The slender older woman could scarcely believe the good fortune that had brought her to a sensual woman like Mattie. The younger woman's lush rounded body tantalized Regina, aroused the lust that had been simmering inside since she had first laid eyes on Kay's young friend. She sucked greedily on the firm swollen tits that bobbed so lusciously in front of her. As her tongue excited Mattie's nipples to rock hardness and her fingers worked wetly in Mattie's pussy, Regina's own cunt throbbed lustfully.
It had been a long time since Regina had been fucked by a man. What really turned her on nowadays was a soft tit and a wet pussy. Mattie had both. Regina wanted to teach the inexperienced younger woman a few things about what a woman could do for her. "Come on, darling. Lie down."
Mattie made no objection when Regina pushed her gently but firmly down onto the rug. She lay on her back spread-eagled, totally wanton, totally receptive to Regina's advances. Her body tingled with anticipation as Regina crawled in between her thighs. Still she was not ready for the assault of pleasure that came mere seconds later.
"Aiiieeeee! Ooohhh, God!" Regina's tongue had invaded the pink offering of Mattie's moist pussy-slit. It ran round and round Mattie's stiff clit wrenching lustful responses from deep in her belly. Mattie could scarcely believe the skill of that tongue as Regina explored every fold and furrow of her pussy, then slipped on down to prod at her asshole. "Aaagghhh, good ... feels good, lover!"
The very thought that it was a woman who was bringing her this ecstatic pleasure fired the furnaces of Mattie's excitement. Though she had never really contemplated making love to a woman, Mattie had felt an immediate response to Regina this afternoon. Something had drawn her to Regina, had made her Regina's willing subject. The slender brunette had tapped a well of lust that had lain deep in her being ... that even Mattie had not recognized. All the younger woman could do was moan with pleasure, with satisfaction that Regina had found her and was doing these wonderful things to her.
She thrust her cunt eagerly up to the older woman's face, searching for more of the tantalizing tonguing. Regina's tongue was darting deep into her pussy. Mattie writhed wantonly on the rug, moaning. She could feel a great wave of pleasure hovering over her, ready to wash down upon her and release her. "Uuuuhh ... oooohhh ... God, I'm so close!"
It was just at that moment that Regina pulled back from Mattie's pussy. She had no intention of giving the other woman her climax before she had gotten what she wanted out of her. She wanted to see Mattie get fucked by her dog. That was what really turned her on ... watching another woman become slave to the hard penetrating reaming of a dog's prick!
Impatiently, she turned Mattie over onto hands and knees. The other woman's need was so great that she obeyed unquestioningly. That was the way Regina liked them--like putty in her hands. "Come on, darling! That's it! Don't worry about a thing, sweetheart. You're going to feel better than you've ever felt in your life!"
The frustration Mattie had felt when Regina pulled away from her was intense. She had no idea why the older woman wanted her to kneel like this. But she was willing to do whatever Regina asked, in return for the sweet orgasm that had just eluded her. "Oooohh, Regina! Help meee! I need it so bad! I need you to make me feel good!"
Mattie hardly recognized in herself the loving wife who had left her husband's bed this morning. But she realized the potential had been lurking in her all along. Her wanton fantasies proved that. She had been a sitting duck for Regina and her perverted style of lovemaking.
She waved her ass in the air, expecting to feel either Regina's fingers or her mouth invade her wet needing crevice. Regina's hands massaging her ass-cheeks made her feel intensely sexy. She was so hot! "Oh, God, Regina! Do it to me now!" Mattie cried.
The tanned brunette could scarcely contain the excitement that coursed through her as she felt and watched Mattie's white full buttocks waving up at her. The kind of wanton titillation the younger woman was experiencing was contagious. Regina imagined the depraved pleasure she had in store for Mattie, and her cunt throbbed.
She would make this an evening the housewife would never forget.
She prodded Mattie's tight-puckered asshole with a fingertip and watched her shudder with arousal. "You're going to feel good, Mattie! So good!" She beckoned to her dog that had been watching the proceedings from the couch. She motioned to him to mount the kneeling blonde. "Stud's going to fuck you now, darling! You'll love it! I promise you!" Regina's own voice trembled with excitement.
Shock and lust collided in Mattie's fevered brain. It was going to happen! The depraved fantasy that she had been toying with ever since she found Kay's book was about to become reality. A part of her was revolted by her fate and her arousal.
Mattie was about to experience the ultimate in perversity. And she wanted it. She wanted it! The young housewife turned into a seething mass of horniness. Her ass-cheeks squirmed lewdly as she felt the Doberman's paws gripping her tight. She felt the weighty cudgel of his cock dangling against her thigh! All resistance snapped! "Oh, shit, Regina! I'm so excited! Make him do it to me! Make him fuck me!"
Regina was overwhelmed by the intensity of the other woman's abandon. Despite the care she had taken to get Mattie well turned on, she had half expected her to fight this ultimate depravity. Instead, the innocent housewife was hunching her ass back against the dog's loins, trying to get him to sink his long tapered cock-shaft deep in her pussy! "Ssshhh, darling! He's going to fuck you! You have to let Stud do his own courting, in his own time!"
The lean brunette crouched down on hands and knees, her heavy breasts dangling pendulously. Her eyes were glued to Stud's long red cock that danced and shoved up between Mattie's ass-cheeks, seeking the warm welcoming hole of her pussy. Again and again the big Doberman lunged forward, his shaft eager for shelter. Each time, his prick missed the mark. Regina looked up at the dog's face. His tongue wagged in his eagerness.
"Won't you help him, Regina? I want it now! My pussy's so hot!"
Lust and compassion demanded that Regina lend a hand. She grasped Stud's cock firmly and pointed the tip dead-on at Mattie's pink swollen hole. He took over from there. One harsh shove, and his cock-shaft disappeared up inside the woman's gripping flesh.
Mattie was almost knocked forward onto her face by the force of the animal's entry. "Aaaggghhh! Oooohhh! It's tooo hard! Make him stop, Regina! Jee-zuzz-z!"
As the dog established a rapid in-and-out fucking pace, Mattie's hips started to move back to meet the crude animal thrusts. The very hardness, the very regularity of the dog's screwing was capturing her. This was what she wanted--exactly what she wanted!
Kneeling next to the animal-woman coupling, Regina watched Mattie's response change from withdrawing fear to tentative response to raging lust. The younger woman's ass-cheeks squirmed back to meet the dog's every rhythmic penetration. Her moans were low and haunting. Mattie was obviously totally captivated by her Doberman's raunchy style of lovemaking.
Totally lost now to the world of reality, Mattie was flying high, relishing the filling excitement of her newfound depravity. She imagined how she must look, kneeling in front of the rutting animal while her instructor in lust looked on. She braced her arms against the floor and thrust herself back to meet each dog thrust. It titillated her to feel her ass waving high like this, inviting the dog's attentions with shameless eagerness.
Regina could feel her own juices running wetly down her thighs as she became thoroughly turned on by the perverted spectacle in front of her. Her first thought was to ram her fingers up inside her pussy and finger-fuck herself. But then she thought of something more tantalizing. She had worked for Mattie. Now it was Mattie's turn to do something for her.
Regina crawled over in front of Mattie and poised her cunt mere inches from the younger woman's face. She grasped Mattie by the hair and pulled her face closer. "Please, baby ... make me feel good! I'm so excited too! I need your help!" She watched fascinated as Mattie groped with this new presence before her.
Though she had writhed with pleasure under Regina's tongue a short while before, it had never occurred to Mattie to taste Regina's pussy. For a moment she was shocked and a little frightened by the demand Regina was making of her. She wanted her to eat her pussy!
The stimulating pounding of the dog's cock in her cunt helped make up Mattie's mind for her.
Yes! She wanted to make her beautiful friend feel as good as she herself was feeling. She wanted to share the intensity of her newfound pleasure with Regina.
She stuck out her tongue and lightly stabbed the tip of Regina's stiff clit. While the dog pummeled her body from behind, she began to explore the fleshy folds of another woman's cunt for the first time in her life. She found she liked the tantalizing flavor of Regina's pussy. Her mouth worked greedily, seeking out more of her woman lover's juices.
Regina was astounded by the enthusiasm with which Mattie took to her task. For a beginner at the game, Mattie was demonstrating a lot of imagination. Her lips and tongue were driving the older woman to unknown peaks of eager arousal.
Sure now that Mattie would not desert her pussy, Regina released her hold on her hair and spread her cunt-lips with her fingers. She wanted to make it easy for Mattie. And she didn't want her to miss a millimeter of her hot throbbing pussy! "Oooohh, Mattie darling, you're a wonderful lover! Shit, my pussy's so hot, baby! Hhhhnnnhh!"
While her cunt clasped at the stiff cock impaling her from behind, Mattie's mouth worked fishlike in Regina's pussy. Her tongue stabbed deep into the wet depths of Regina's cuntal chamber. The thought of taking on two unnatural lovers at once drove Mattie wild with passion. "Jee-zuz, it's soooo good!" she mewled, then her mouth fastened back on the older woman's cunt-lips.
The atmosphere in the room was heated and close as the three lewd orgiasts worked out their fantasies on one another's willing bodies. The dog fucked slavishly into the young woman's cunt. His ardor never wavered, never changed pace. He was like a fail-proof fucking machine. The two women were absorbed in the discovery of one another, and in the obscene partner in lust that the dog made. Regina loved watching Mattie's white buttocks squirming back to meet Stud's thrusts. Mattie relished the feel of Stud's cock and the taste and texture of the other woman's pussy.
The excitement grew more and more abandoned as the women's moans became louder. All of them were heading for an orgasm and Regina was the first to reach it.
"Uuuuhhhh ... God-d-d, I'm cumming! You're making me cummm, Mattie darling! Aaahhh!" Regina bent over her friend's slaving head and let the delicious assault of her orgasm envelop her.
Knowing that she had brought the older woman to climax excited Mattie's release. While she continued to nibble Regina's pussy, she thrust her ass hard back against Stud's loins. "Uuuuhhh ... ooohhh ... cumming!" were the muffled sounds that reached Regina's ears. She smiled with pleasure as she caressed her new lover gently.
The dog too had reached the point of no return. He jerked hard several times into Mattie's hot pussy. Then he dismounted and staggered off to lie down.
Mattie could feel the dog's cum dribbling over her thighs after he had pulled out. The sensation was lewd and delicious. She felt thoroughly fucked.
When she gradually struggled to a sitting position she found Regina looking at her lustfully. Mattie smiled weakly. "Thank you, Regina. That was very, very good."
"Mmmm, yes, darling! You're beautiful!" The older woman put her arms around Mattie and kissed her gently. "I'm so glad I met you, darling. You really made my trip worthwhile. And you know what?"
Mattie was fondling the upturned nipples on Regina's lush tits. "What?"
"I'm going to stay over a few more days. So we can get to know each other better."
Once again their mouths meshed in a kiss. Mattie's cunt throbbed with anticipation. There was so much more she wanted to learn from Regina.
CHAPTER FIVE
Mattie and Regina spent two days investigating every aspect of one another's sexuality. They played with Daemon and Jonas, fucking them one at a time or both together. They licked and sucked and caressed one another until their bodies glowed with satisfaction.
The experience was an overwhelming one for Mattie. She was immersed in her sexuality for the first time in her life. Home scarcely existed for her for those two days. She and Regina spent little time talking. Their thing together was fucking, and they did it all.
On the third day, Regina suggested by phone that she bring Lulu over with her. At first Mattie was disappointed. She liked having Regina all to herself. But when the older woman told her what an uninhibited lover Lulu was, Mattie agreed. Regina suggested there would be lots of games they could play with the redhead.
Mattie became excited. New thrills!
The two women arrived at the kennel a little before noon. Mattie opened a bottle of wine and Regina passed around a little cigarette she had brought with her. Lulu became very giggly and her frivolity was contagious. The other women encouraged her. They wanted to get Lulu in a good mood, so she would be ready for any games that might come to mind.
Mattie felt a genuine liking for the bubbly redhead. She still thought Regina was a little cruel with her. She baited her a lot. Mattie did her best to make up for Regina's thoughtlessness by being extra nice to Lulu. "You know, Lulu, I think you're the most cheerful person I've ever met. You're like a tonic!"
"Oh, I don't like Tonic. Too bitter. My favorite's Seven-Up."
"Okay then. You're like a Seven-Up."
Lulu looked puzzled. She decided to let that one pass, but she smiled warmly at Mattie and reached over to pat her knee. "You're one of the prettiest women I've ever met, Mattie. You should have been a movie star."
"Oh, thank you, Lulu. But I've always been too shy to think about going on the stage or anything like that."
"Gee, I've never been able to understand people who are shy. All you have to do is think that everybody's your friend, and it's easy to talk to people."
Mattie smiled. "I should try that."
"Sure, Mattie. You've got lots of friends out there. Just remember that."
"I will." The wine was going to Mattie's head. She was having trouble keeping her eyes off Lulu's cleavage. Her tight-fitting bodice pushed her tits tantalizingly in and up. They looked good enough to eat! She watched Regina put an arm around Lulu and kiss her on the cheek. Lulu blushed and smiled. Quivering with excitement, Mattie reached out and caressed the redhead's thigh. Lulu moved her leg closer to her, welcoming the caress.
The women were all sitting on the rug and the two dogs, Stud and Daemon, were beside them. It was easy for them to get close. Regina and Mattie began to get bolder with their caresses. Regina coaxed Lulu down onto the rug and covered her face and neck with kisses. Mattie was left with the lower half of Lulu. She slipped her hands in under Lulu's skirt and caressed her thighs, higher and higher. She could feel the woman's flesh trembling. Her excitement aroused Mattie. She wanted to feel Lulu's pussy!
With bated breath, she looked for the band of the redhead's panties. To her surprise, her fingertips made direct contact with the tight curls of the younger woman's twat. She grazed her hand lightly back and forth, her own cunt throbbing with her daring. As Regina began to work Lulu's dress up over her head, the redhead looked down at Mattie and smiled. "Feels good, Mattie."
Mattie drank in the tantalizing spectacle of Lulu's naked body. It was perfect! Her breasts were big and firm, standing straight up on her chest as she lay back next to Regina. Her waist was small. It flared into smooth graceful hips. Mattie could easily imagine Lulu as a magazine centerfold.
Lustfully she drove a finger deep into Lulu's cunt. It was already wet. Obviously the two women's attentions were turning the young redhead on. She began to churn her hips slightly under Mattie's probe. That was all the encouragement Mattie needed.
She made a place for herself between Lulu's legs and began to investigate her cunt with her mouth while her fingers worked inside.
"Uuuuhhh ... oooohhh!" Luiu was in seventh heaven. She found her most satisfying relationships with people were sexual. She felt totally accepted when she was giving up her body to other people's pleasure. And she got a lot of her own pleasure out of it, too.
The redhead felt Regina's lips work over her lush breasts. Mattie's mouth was dealing titillating tongue-blows to her widespread pussy. She started to writhe wantonly, moaning and mewling, offering her body to the other women's caresses. "Oooo hhh, God, I feel soooo ... uuuuhhh, yessss! Make me feel nice, lovers!"
The sheer depravity of the situation was making Mattie's own pussy pulse wetly. She loved the tangy flavor of Lulu's cunt-juices. She loved the hot clasp of her cunt-walls on her embedded fingers. It surprised her when Regina got up and went over to her purse. The older woman returned at once with a bottle of dark gold liquid.
"We've got a surprise for you, Lulu. Here Mattie, help me rub some of this stuff on her."
Lulu wiggled and groaned as her two friends rubbed the oil on her cunt and her breasts. It felt so wonderful to have two pairs of hands stroking her body to a fine peak of ecstasy. "Mmmmm ... oooohhhh!" she moaned.
Again Regina got up. Only this time she left the room. Mattie paid no attention. She continued to caress Lulu's ample curves, marveling at the way the redhead's nipples grew so long and hard with her excitement. "You sure are beautiful, Lulu." Her fingers worked faster inside the younger woman's pussy. She could feel Lulu's cunt-walls clutching greedily at the intrusion. Her hips humped harder and faster up toward her.
"Ooooohh ... ooohh, Mattie, I'm cummming!" Despite the obvious force of the pleasure jolt that was washing over her, Lulu never let up the wanton writhing of her hips. Her breasts continued to jiggle lewdly atop her chest.
Mattie was so absorbed in what was happening to her lover that she didn't notice Regina's entrance. The first thing she was aware of was two big dogs clambering over Lulu's naked body. They licked greedily over her breasts and belly, apparently savoring the oil that the women had spread there. Lulu began to giggle and moan, struggling between a new wanton excitement and an urge to laugh at the tickling feeling of the tongues on her ribs. Lust took over and she was soon groaning deliriously.
Regina pulled Mattie gently away from the pinioned redhead and the two dogs. "Let's see what the dogs decide to do to her," Regina whispered excitedly into her ear. "Lulu can handle anything that's dished out to her."
At first, Mattie was taken aback by Regina's callousness. Then she fell prey to the growing excitement in the pit of her belly. Lulu was writhing under the dogs like a madwoman. She offered her body wantonly to their licks and nuzzling. Daemon nosed his way in between her thighs and began to prod the hairy slit of her pussy. Mattie thought Lulu would go right out of her mind with excitement. "Oooohhh ... jeez ... lick my pussy, doggie! Uuuuuhhh, feels good-d-d! Oh Regina, my pussy feels so good!" the girl cried.
Mattie watched Regina's face curl in a lustful grin. It was obvious to Mattie that even in the midst of her arousal it was Lulu's first concern to please Regina. The control the older woman seemed to have over the redhead was uncanny.
That was the last clear thought Mattie was to have for some time. She became totally engrossed by the depraved happenings on the rug as the two dogs approached Lulu after she had rolled onto her stomach. Stud prodded her buttocks with his cold wet nose, forcing her up onto hands and knees. His tongue licked greedily over her puckered asshole. The groans that escaped Lulu's lips seemed less than human.
In another moment, Stud had mounted the kneeling redhead and was striving mightily to plunge his stiff red cock deep in her cunt. Lulu was cooperating eagerly, thrusting her ass back, trying to seize hold of his cock with her cunt-muscles. "Oooohhh!" she whined deliriously. "Stick it in me! Stick it in meeee! Please, doggie!"
After many fruitless efforts, Stud plunged in Lulu's tight asshole. She shrieked and wriggled forward, dislodging the unnatural penetration. The next time he thrust forward, she tilted her ass as high in the air as she could get it. His hard tapered cock drove far into her cunt, driving a lusty groan from her throat. The dog growled and started to work his cock anxiously in and out of her receptive pussy.
"Aaaarrrggghhh! Oooohhh, God it's good! It's good!" Those were the last coherent words from Lulu. Her voice faded into a constant moan of wanton satisfaction.
So intent was Mattie on the dog-rape that she paid no attention to anything else for some time. She had inserted two fingers deep in her own cunt and was working them deliciously in and out. She had never seen anything so vulgar in her life. The dog rutting furiously into the redhead's pussy. The other dog circling the pair anxiously, waiting his turn with a stiff cock protruding from his hairy sheath.
After a couple of mysterious clicking noises, she looked over at Regina. The older woman was naked now and she had a Polaroid camera in her hand. She was taking pictures of Lulu and the dogs and admiring her results. She noticed Mattie watching her. She held out a picture for Mattie to examine. "These'll give me something to remember Lulu by," she said in a voice thick with lust.
Mattie had never heard of anything so depraved. What a keepsake of a lover that would make! She wondered suddenly if Kay gave out pictures of herself to her close friends. She wondered if Regina had taken those pictures of Kay.
All speculation ceased as Lulu's moans grew louder and wilder. "Uuuuuhhh!" she moaned. From the contorted look on the redhead's face, it was apparent she was cumming. What's more, so was Stud. He rammed his cock hard into her pussy and let loose. Dribbles of cum followed him as he dismounted the woman.
No sooner had one dog let her go than the German shepherd mounted Lulu and started humping forward. It took him less time than it had taken Stud to find her pussy-hole. Mattie realized it must have been very wet and open by now. She watched mesmerized as Lulu received the dog's staccato fucking with the same enthusiasm she had put into the other dog's skewering.
"Uuuuuhhh, jeez!" Mattie murmured as she began to finger-fuck herself with renewed abandon. She was surprised and delighted when Regina crouched in front of her and began to stab her tongue into her pussy. The older woman looked up at her. "Feel good, baby?" she asked. "I like to keep all my girl friends happy."
Mattie realized with sudden clarity that all along she had been only a sex game for Regina. But she didn't care. After all, she had used Regina as much as Regina had used her.
She relaxed back against the couch and let waves of pleasure wash over her as the tanned brunette's mouth worked feverishly in her cunt-slit. She spread her legs obscenely and rocked her hips gently up. Regina's tongue penetrated the wet hole of her cunt. "Uuuuuhhh!" Mattie still wore her dress, pulled up to her waist. She felt delightfully wanton, sitting back letting a woman eat her pussy. While another woman fucked a dog in front of her.
"Oooohhhh, I'm cummmming!" It was Lulu again. It seemed the redhead was falling prey to one rousing orgasm after another. Her bright red curls bobbed wildly around her face as she shoved her ass back to meet the dog's cock.
Daemon skittered forward each time the woman got away from him a little. Mattie could tell he was not far from his climax. His pace was becoming frantic.
The young housewife held Regina's face close to her palpitating pussy. She felt a sudden sadistic urge to make the older woman work for her, to put her on the serving end for a change. Regina was obviously a woman who got things pretty much her own way in life. Mattie felt freer of her now than she had since their meeting. She knew now she was ready to pursue her new sexuality without Regina's guidance.
"Aaaaggghh!" Lulu's screams of ecstasy signaled both her own orgasm and the dog's. The picture they formed made Mattie's cunt flower to readiness.
"Uuuuhhh, jee-zuz! I'm cumming!" Mattie's mouth hung open as Regina's tongue drove her over the peak to climax. She sat back exhausted, releasing her hold on the older woman's head. She didn't care about anything anymore. She was sated.
Mattie realized she must have fallen into a light doze. When she awoke, Lulu and Regina were getting dressed. The dogs were no longer present.
"Are you two leaving?"
"I'm afraid so, darling," Regina said. "I have a lot of things to do before tomorrow morning. I leave for Paris at ten a.m."
Mattie was surprised. Regina had notmentioned her trip. She was amused to find the news did not disturb her. The two of them had run their course together. "Well, I hope you have a good trip."
"I will." Regina was dressed and waiting impatiently for Lulu to straighten herself up. The redhead still looked dazed, and depressed.
"I wish you had told me you were going tomorrow, Regina," she said.
"What's the difference, darling? You know you just get sad about it."
"Yes, but I like to know."
Regina reached out and rumpled Lulu's hair. "Come on now. Don't be a silly girl. You know I can't stand scenes."
"I know." Lulu's words were so soft, they were scarcely audible.
Mattie accompanied the two of them to the front door. Politely, she accepted Regina's farewell kiss. She took the initiative in wrapping her arms around Lulu and hugging her good-bye. On impulse, she extended an invitation. "Lulu, why don't you come over and have dinner with my husband and me on Friday night?"
The younger woman's face brightened at once. She smiled gratefully at Mattie. "Gee, that's really nice of you, Mattie. What time should I be there?"
"Come early. We can talk. Mine's the big green house two doors down from this one."
"Okay. I won't forget." The trusting wide-eyed look on Lulu's face reminded Mattie of a child.
Regina led the way down the sidewalk toward her Mercedes. She turned suddenly and gave Mattie a knowing smile. She blew a kiss off her kid leather glove. "Have fun, baby!" she called.
Mattie waved and turned back into the house. She did not watch them drive away. She relaxed on the couch with a Tom Collins. Relief flowed through her.
Farewell to Regina. None too soon. She didn't even think she liked Regina anymore. If she ever had.
Mattie was beginning to understand some of the many faces of lust. Sometimes it made no sense, even to the people involved in it.
CHAPTER SIX
Mattie was surprised at how glad she was to see Lulu when she arrived early Friday afternoon.
She was also surprised at how hot she was. She missed the enjoyment of being with a sexy woman. The dogs were fun, but they couldn't give the same feedback to her lust that a responsive woman could.
Several times lately, Greg had remarked on the changes in Mattie. She was so cheerful and self-assured, he said, he hardly recognized her. It amused her that he seemed somewhat shaken by her new calmness. She was no longer his old clinging vine. She realized she would never be able to get up the nerve to explain the reason for her blossoming. That just might ruin her marriage. But she was pleased to find she no longer spent so much time worrying about what Greg was doing. She had a secret life all her own.
"Come on in, Lulu. I'm really glad to see you." The redhead's smiling beauty aroused Mattie's passion. She wrapped her arms around Lulu and kissed her warmly.
"Oh Mattie, you have such a beautiful house. It's gorgeous!" Lulu was all bubbles as Mattie led her on a guided tour through her home.
"It is nice, isn't it? My husband designed it. Isn't he clever?"
Lulu's eyes grew wide. "Oh, yes ... he is. My! It must be nice to be able to do things like build houses. I can't do anything. My mother always told me my only real talent was making people laugh."
The brunette hugged the younger woman warmly. "That's the most wonderful talent there is, Lulu. You're very cheerful. People like having someone cheerful around. There's so much doom and gloom in the world."
"There is, isn't there? I can't figure out why people are always fighting one another. All I want to do is make love!"
"Me too, Lulu! Me too!" When they reached the master bedroom, Mattie coaxed Lulu down onto the big king-size bed. Within minutes they were both naked. Their faces were buried in one another's cunts. Both moaned wantonly as their tonguing efforts grew more and more intense.
The time seemed to fly by. Mattie lost all sense of where she was or what was happening. She just lay and enjoyed and sucked and licked. The bang of the back door and a loud "Hi, honey" brought her back to reality with a jolt.
She jumped to her feet and hurriedly struggled into her dress. She threw her underwear into the bottom of the nightstand. "God, it's my husband!" She slapped Lulu's bare ass. "Hurry, honey. If he catches us, I'm in big trouble."
Lulu's eyes grew wide with terror. Mattie had to help her into her dress. "Come on, let's get out of here."
They ran into Greg in the living room. As soon as she saw him and knew everything was under control, Mattie relaxed. She gave her husband a warm welcoming kiss. "Hello, darling," she hissed.
Greg was shocked by the oddly familiar flavor of Mattie's mouth. For a moment he couldn't figure out what it was. Then he realized his wife's mouth tasted like pussy. He looked quizzically at the voluptuous redhead who waited timidly a few feet away. Ideas began to dance in his head, but he decided not to jump to any conclusions. He extended his hand and walked over to Lulu. "You must be Lulu. I'm Greg. Pleased to meet you."
The big man's warm handshake seemed to relax the stunned redhead. "Oh, I'm so glad to make your acquaintance, I'm sure. I knew you had to be a very handsome man to have such a beautiful wife ... and you are."
Greg smiled to himself. Lulu was obviously not the kind of friend Mattie would choose for common intellectual interests. But she had the most impressive set of jugs he had ever seen in his life. The absurd idea occurred to him that maybe Mattie was attracted by her tits, too. Was it possible? Much to his surprise, Greg found the idea exciting.
He put an arm around each woman and led them to the bar. "Now ladies, what would you like to drink?"
"Oh, I'll drink anything. I never can remember all the names of those fancy drinks."
"Okay, how about if I fix us a house specialty?" Greg prepared a shaker of cocktails. The three of them sat in the living room and talked until dinner time. They all laughed a lot. Greg was beginning to fall victim to Lulu's waiflike charm the way Mattie had. Only his symptoms were different. He had a raging hard-on.
"Are you a career girl, Lulu?" he asked as Mattie began to clear the dishes away.
"Well, no. I'm a photographic model ... sometimes. I have a very generous girlfriend who helps me with my expenses. Mattie knows her. She's a very nice woman. So beautiful." The wistful look in her eyes confirmed something for Greg. Lulu had more than a friendly interest in women. The question now was: had Mattie developed some tastes she hadn't told him about?
"Oh? I don't know if Mattie evermentioned her. What's her name?"
"Regina. Regina Whittier."
The name didn't register. He rose from the table and excused himself. "I forgot about something I had to ask Mattie. I'll be right back, Lulu."
Mattie was standing at the sink rinsing dishes. She didn't hear Greg come in. She jumped when he shoved his hand up under her dress and grasped her bare cunt.
"Greg! What are you doing?" She tried to push his hand away, but he had her by the short hairs. She didn't dare move.
"Ahhuh! No panties and a wet pussy! How do you explain that, Mrs. Wilson? Hhmm?" Greg was enjoying the fright in his wife's eyes. His cock was throbbing inside his pants at the thought of what he must have interrupted when he got home.
Mattie's mind worked furiously to get her out of a tight corner. She smiled suggestively at her husband and rubbed her chest against his arm. "You know you turn me on, baby. I was hoping I could talk you into some fun after Lulu left."
Greg laughed, all the more when he saw the look of confusion on Mattie's face. "That's a good answer, baby. But I'm not buying it." He pushed her around and bent her over the sink. He raised her skirt over her hips and pulled his stiff cock from his fly. His hands guided the fleshy shaft in along her cunt-furrow.
Mattie didn't dare try to break away from Greg now. She didn't want an ugly scene in front of Lulu. The only thing to do was to try to get this over with quickly. The minute his hard cock soared up into her pussy, though, all thoughts of getting it over with quickly vanished. "Oooohh, feels good, honey ... " Her eyelids drooped and her tongue tip emerged between her lips. She hadn't had a chance to get it off with Lulu. She was still hot! Greg's cock in her was just what she needed.
With eager pleasure, Greg watched his swollen cock glide in and out of his wife's cunt. He watched the shaft glisten as it became coated with her juices. She sure as hell was wet!
"Does that feel good, baby? Do you like my stiff prick in that hungry twat of yours?"
"Oh, yes, baby. I love it." Mattie was distressed that her husband made no attempt to keep his voice down. She herself tried to keep her responses down to a whisper. It was not easy. Her pussy clutched spasmodically at his impaling rod. "I love you, Greg darling!" And she did--when it came right down to it, Greg was the best lover she could ever ask for. It was just that Greg was not always available. Not nearly often enough.
"I'm glad to hear that, sweetheart. Then maybe you can tell me why you were eating that little beauty's pussy this afternoon." Greg watched his wife's body grow rigid. He grasped hold of her hips and forced her to keep screwing back against his cock. "Well?" His goading question was accompanied by a long hard lunge of his penis deep into her clasping pussy-hole.
Her initial horror and disbelief gradually faded into shock and confusion. "How did you know, Greg? Uuuhhh!" It was hard to keep her mind on the issues. His cock felt incredibly filling in her cunt, especially now that it had contracted in fear. She was gripping his cock like a drowning man clinging to a log.
"You should be more careful who you kiss after you've been eating cunt. It leaves a very definite flavor. When I found out we weren't having octopus for dinner, I knew there could be only one answer. How does it feel to eat another girl's pussy, baby?" Again he lunged with sadistic relish deep into her hole. The very idea of what he was doing ... bending his wife over the sink for a punishing fuck while her female lover sat in the dining room made his balls throb with excitement. He couldn't remember when he had ever enjoyed a fuck more.
"Oooohh, Greg! Sweetheart!" Though still anxious about her husband's response to her forbidden secret, Mattie could not ignore the delicious pleasure that was darting unchecked through her body. She squirmed her ass eagerly back to meet his e very harsh stroke. She had almost totally forgotten about Lulu in the dining room. No time for thoughts now. Just screwing.
Greg gritted his teeth and devoted his energy to spreading wide his wife's moist clinging pussywalls. "Ooohhh, feels good, baby! That's a sweet little pussy you've got!" He was getting a perverse thrill out of fucking Mattie after she had been sucking on a woman's twat. Sex had never been more intense than this for Greg!
Bored with sitting alone at the dinner table, Lulu headed for the kitchen to see if she could help with chores. She stopped short just inside the door. Her own frustrated cunt tingled as she watched the handsome architect thrust his cock again and again deep into his wife's welcoming pussy. "Oooohh ... excuse me!" She turned to leave the room.
Greg turned around and saw the excited look in the buxom redhead's face. "You don't have to leave, Lulu. We're not shy. Besides ... uhhh ... you and Mattie don't have anything to hide from one another, do you?" He slapped his loins hard against Mattie's squirming ass.
Lulu stood quietly by the door, watching intently. She realized that Mattie's husband must know about their lesbian affair. She thought perhaps he was punishing his wife for her infidelity. But Lulu had never seen anyone enjoy punishment the way Mattie was enjoying hers.
Her shapely white ass was welcoming Greg's stiff cock with vigorous squirming movements. Her mouth hung open lustfully while low moans escaped her lips. Lulu felt a quick pang of jealousy that faded as her cunt throbbed wetly. Lulu liked men, and she could see Mattie's husband was a good fuck.
Leaning back against the wall, Lulu raised her dress and began to run her fingertips lightly over her clit. "Uuuuhh," she moaned, her eyes glazing with lust.
Both Mattie and Greg looked back over their shoulders to discover the reason for Lulu's moan. Both of them experienced a new surge of excitement at the lewd vision of the shapely redhead, her dress held up to her waist, playing with her twat. They saw her grinning wantonly at them.
"Feels good," she murmured thickly.
Greg thrust harder and deeper up into his wife's greedy pussy. She shoved her hips energetically back at him. She was obviously delirious with excitement. Greg could feel the heat building in her pussy. It wouldn't be long....
"Oooohh, God, I'm cummingg-g!" Mattie's voice was a whining shriek of pleasure. It found an immediate answer on the other side of the room.
Lulu's finger on her clit was driving her over the top. "Me too, Mattie. I'm cumming too. Aaaiiieee!"
Being surrounded by two beautiful climaxing women was more provocation than Greg could resist. He felt his load well up from deep in his balls and spurt hotly into Mattie's cunt. "Shit, here it comes, baby!" He lunged forward, pulling her hips back to meet him, until he was dry and his cock started to shrink.
"Mmmm, that was good, darling!" Mattie straightened up and turned around. With a secret thrill, she felt Greg's wet penis slide from her slippery pussy. She kissed her husband hotly. Then she looked over at Lulu. "Come here, Lulu!" she commanded her friend.
Timidly, the redhead walked over to the sated couple. She was still excited by the lustful scene she had just witnessed. She wound her arms around Mattie and kissed her hotly. Then she fell to her knees, pushed Mattie's dress up, and spread the older woman's cum-soaked pussy-lips. Her tongue probed the slick flesh, relishing the cunt and semen flavor. "Mmmmmm ... "
Mattie gripped Lulu's curls excitedly and looked nervously at her husband. She needed to know whether Greg could take this. One look at his lust-filled face made her rest easy. She could enjoy Lulu and turn her husband on at the same time. "Oooohh ... that's so nice, Lulu darling!" Mattie moaned.
Greg had never seen anything like it in his life. He watched Mattie hold her skirt up at her waist while her voluptuous girl friend worked frantically in her cunt-slit. He had never seen anyone eat pussy with the relish Lulu was demonstrating. No wonder Lulu turned Mattie on! She sure turned him on!
He looked slyly into the quivering cleavage of Lulu's dress as her mouth worked eagerly in Mattie's pussy. She was every man's dream of what tits should be. The thought of fondling them made his flaccid penis lurch with new interest.
Oblivious of Greg, Lulu pressed her face to Mattie's drenched twat and nibbled greedily. She'd had no intention of eating the brunette's pussy. It had just happened. She didn't know whether Greg would be angry or excited. The consequences of her act meant nothing to her right now. All she knew was she wanted to bury her face in pussy and lap and suck.
While Mattie watched awestruck, Greg massaged his cock into throbbing erection. He kneeled down behind Lulu and lifted her dress. He was going to screw a beautiful woman from behind for the second time this evening! He guided his cock in along Lulu's slit, found the right hole and shoved.
"Aaaiiieee! Ooooohhh!" The excited redhead squirmed wildly to receive the brutal plunder of Greg's long, invading cock. Her arousal intensified. She nibbled Mattie's pussy with more gusto than ever. She was enjoying the best of both worlds--male and female. Her natural instinct was to give as well as she got. So she wriggled her ass and she ate pussy with abandon.
The intense pleasure Lulu was dealing her pussy was making Mattie feel weak in the knees. For just an instant, she had felt jealousy as Greg's cock probed another woman's pussy right before her very eyes. She looked into his face and saw the excitement there, and soon she was feeling it herself. They were sharing a lover for the first time in their marriage. It was a wild, daring thing to do.
Greg's own excitement was almost more than he could withstand. The redhead's tight wet pussy was clinging to his cock with avid hunger, sucking it relentlessly. He shoved hard and fast into her eager hole, all the time watching the wanton lust in his wife's face. He had never dreamed of sharing this kind of wanton depravity within his marriage. But it was undoubtedly the most exciting thing that had ever happened either to him or to Mattie.
For the first time, he realized he had been getting bored with his marriage. Even though he realized Mattie was a beautiful, sexy, desirable woman. Even though he knew he would probably never find anyone so well suited to his needs. He was beginning to think they had just uncovered the answer to their dull sex life--new blood.
And Lulu was certainly the most attractively wrapped package of new blood he had seen in a long time. She was making his cock throb with an urgent passion that he hadn't felt since the first months of his relationship with Mattie. Familiar cunt was good, but it was sure nice to try out some fresh talent.
"Jeez, Lulu! You sure feel good in there!" he growled. He could feel his cock grazing against her cervix far inside. The intimacy spurred him on, made him spread her pussy-walls harder and harder.
Gripping Lulu's hair for support, Mattie rocked her pussy rhythmically into the younger woman's face. She could feel the lust-pangs racing through her near-naked body, driving her higher and higher until there was nothing but pleasure. Until that tongue on her pussy was all that existed in the whole wide world. "Uuuuu! Ooooohhh! Do it to meee!"
Suddenly Lulu's orgasm swept over her like a hurricane. She squirmed and rocked and sucked and trembled. Low primitive groans escaped her lips and became muffled in the wet flesh of Mattie's pussy. She sucked for dear life, wanting to bring her girlfriend to the same ecstasy she was feeling.
Both Mattie and Greg realized at the same time that Lulu was cumming. They looked at her writhing, half-naked form ... then at each other. A surge of animal release overwhelmed them both.
"Oooohh, I'm cumming!" Lulu cried.
"Shit, baby! Me, toooo!" Greg exclaimed. He unloaded a heavy gush into a hot welcoming hole. Lulu's pussy-walls caressed his cock deliciously as he gradually slipped down from his high. "That was great!" He lifted Lulu onto her feet and hugged her. He pulled his wife into the embrace. The three of them stood there, half-dressed, bodies bathed in sweat, and pulled each other close.
"I think Lulu should spend the night!" Greg could not let the lovely redhead escape now. He hadn't even felt up her tits yet.
Mattie agreed. She hadn't expected this development from a simple dinner party. But she wasn't going to quibble with success!
"Oh, I'd love to stay with you guys! I hate sleeping alone!" Lulu was bubbling all over.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Greg still figured he had a score to settle with the women.
He had a memorable night, screwing first one then the other of them, caressing Lulu's tits, getting her to suck his prick. But he had not forgotten that the women had been enjoying their own fun and games behind his back. He needed to prove, to both of them, that he was not a man to be toyed with.
When he discovered that Lulu had reached their home by taxi, he offered to drive her back to her apartment on the way to work the next morning. He often worked on Saturdays. That was his alibi. He had, in fact, no intention of going to work.
He found a parking space in front of Lulu's apartment building and waited for an invitation.
"Well ... er, thank you very much, Greg. It was awfully nice of you to bring me home."
"It was, wasn't it? You don't mind if I come up for a cup of coffee, do you?"
"Oh! Well, don't you have to be getting to work?"
"Why don't you let me worry about that? What's the matter, Lulu?" He reached over and squeezed her tit. "Are you still nervous around me, even after all we've been through together?"
She seemed to wilt at the touch of his hand. She clutched it and held it close to her tit for a moment. "Of course not, Greg. I just wasn't sure if Mattie would like it. After all, you're another woman's husband. My best friend's husband." Her latest lover was always Lulu's best friend.
"I'm sure Mattie wouldn't mind. After all, it's only fair. She's been alone with you, hasn't she? Why can't I?"
Lulu could find no answer to that logic. She breathed a deep sigh of relief. Greg had just freed her conscience to do what her instincts told her.
"Greg?"
"Hhmm?" He could feel her nipple hardening under his palm.
"Why don't you come up for a cup of coffee?"
Lulu's apartment was large and well furnished. Greg realized that the redhead's benefactress must be a very wealthy woman. She hadn't paid for this place with peanuts. He grabbed for Lulu's arm as she headed for the kitchen. "The coffee can wait until later. Come with me." He led her by the hand to the bedroom where he stretched out on the bed. "Take off your clothes," he told her.
Trembling with anticipation, Lulu slipped her dress down over her firm, upthrusting tits, her narrow waist, her flaring hips. She could feel new moisture trickling down the insides of her thighs. Lulu hadn't found a man or a woman yet who could outfuck her. She was always ready for more.
Greg lay back lazily, surveying the luscious woman he was about to subdue. He could feel his cock pulsing in his pants as he thought of what he intended to do to her. "Get on the bed on your hands and knees, girl!"
When she was positioned lewdly atop the bedspread, he rose and removed his clothing. His cock throbbed as he admired the round trembling moons of her buttocks. "You've sure got a sweet ass, baby!"
"Oh, thank you, Greg. I'm glad you like me."
"You bet I like you." Already the big man's voice was distorted with lust. He could hardly wait to get his cock inside her!
Lulu quivered excitedly as she felt him lower his weight onto the bed behind her. "Oooohhh, Greg! I'm so excited! Aaaiieeee!" She shrieked as she felt his fingers delve into her wet pussy-slit.
"God! You sure are a greedy little cunt, aren't you? Look at how wet this pussy is!" He slid his hard prick in along her hairy crack and worked it back and forth, coating it with her juices. He prodded the puckered upturned hole of her anus with his fingertip.
"Hhhhhnnnhhh! Ooohh! I love having my asshole played with!" Her obscene words seemed to inspire Greg. He shoved his finger right on up inside her nether hole and sawed it back and forth. When she was good and open back there, he slipped in another finger alongside the first. "Uuuuhhh! Ah, shit, baby! That's good!" A light trail of spittle fell from the corner of her mouth as she worked her buttocks greedily back onto his fingers.
"You like that, don't you, baby!" Greg's excitement knew no bounds. He was ready to shove it to her.
"Oh, yes! Aaaaarrrggghhh!" Lulu was not prepared for the sudden swift impalement of his cock as he shoved it deep into her asshole in place of his fingers. Her whole body seemed to go rigid for a moment, then she let go again. She began to moan with pleasure and wiggle back at him. She was enjoying the stretching presence of his stiff prick in her asshole! "Oh, God, Greg! It's sooo good! I love it like this!"
The young husband could not believe what he was seeing. His wife's beautiful girlfriend was taking his swollen prick in her ass as though it were a second cunt. He had never fucked a woman there before. He had expected it to hurt Lulu just a little. That would have paid her back for seducing his wife without his knowing about it.
This anal rape, though, was obviously no punishment. Lulu was the groaning, writhing sex-fiend she had been last night. All sexuality was apparently a turn-on for Lulu. She recognized no barriers to a good time.
Greg's disappointment at the redhead's reaction was fleeting. He began to concentrate on the clinging grip of her anal muscles, tighter than any hole he had ever felt before. Her ass was massaging his prick and he gritted his teeth to fight off the waves of pleasure and began to fuck her asshole in earnest. "Jee-zuz! That's damned good, Lulu baby! I love fucking your sweet little asshole!"
"Oh, ye ... do it to me like that, Greg darling! Fuck my asshole! Uuuhhh! I love it! I love it!"
The redhead lowered her shoulders toward the bedspread and thrust her wriggling ass as high in the air as she could get it. She practiced tightening her asshole and releasing it, to give the man an extra jolt of pleasure. Her tits bobbed enticingly under her torso as she squirmed her buttocks to left and right, up and down, getting every iota of sensation from that stiff cock.
Greg lost all account of time as he shoved his achingly rigid penis again and again far up into Lulu's clutching asshole. The architect had never enjoyed the raunchy tingling of this kind of perverted pleasure before. He found it very inspiring. His balls were throbbing with lust as he had never felt them throb before. The thought of filling the redhead's asshole with his hot roiling cum made him groan in lascivious haste. He wanted to do it to her!
A crazy lewd grin played over Lulu's features as Greg fucked her asshole faster and deeper and harder. She realized Greg was deep in the throes of abandoned ecstasy. She strove to make her own contortions a pleasure incentive that would add to his excitement. Her buttocks slapped back harshly against his loins. She was going to make him cum in her! She wanted to feel her asshole flow with thick rich semen!
"Oh, Greg! Do it to me! Cum in meeee!" Lulu shrieked.
Greg could not resist her pleas. He took one last long lunge deep into her belly and filled her squirming asshole with his potent load. He panted heavily and licked his lips as she writhed back harder than ever against him. She was going to cum, too!
"Oooohhhh! Ooooohhh! I'm cummmminggg!" Lulu was screaming like a banshee, tossing her red curls from side to side as she worked out her release. It felt so good to have his wetness inside her asshole. She felt thoroughly used. And satisfied.
They lay motionless on the bed for a while, Greg half-straddling Lulu's back. It amazed the young husband to think he had known this woman only about three-quarters of one day. And already they had enjoyed almost every intimacy possible between man and woman. He rolled over onto his back and stroked her gently. Forgotten was his earlier desire for revenge. Lulu's lesbian tendencies no longer mattered. She was every bit as much a man's woman as a woman's woman.
"Lulu, you're the sexiest woman I've ever met in my life!"
She giggled and snuggled her face against his arm. "Oh, thank you, Greg."
"I've never seen a woman take it in the asshole like that! Doesn't it hurt?"
"Heck no! I like it!"
"Is there anything you wouldn't do to get your rocks off, Lulu?" He started to laugh. "How about fucking dogs?" That was about the most preposterous thing Greg could think of. He was totally unprepared for Lulu's answer.
"Sure ... I like to fuck dogs just as much as Mattie does." It took only a few minutes for her mistake to register. "Oh--oh! I think I just made a boo-boo!"
She tried to sit up to check Greg's face for reaction. His strong arm held her close to him. He did not want her to see the emotions working across his features. His whole body went rigid for several moments. Then he relaxed.
So Mattie had still more secrets from him! He would have to settle the score with his errant wife!
Though he had Mattie on his mind, he still had Lulu in his arms. And he wasn't about to short-change himself on this adventure. He fucked her twice more before he was tired. Then he had her make them both some lunch ... while she told him all about dogs and Mattie and Regina and the Peterson Kennels.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Greg said nothing to Mattie about her secret fetish. He let it remain a secret until he was ready to do something about it. He observed his wife closely when she was not looking though, trying to figure out how such a beautiful woman could want to fuck dogs!
The thought revolted him at the same time as it excited him. He had even got Lulu to jack him off on Saturday when she was telling him about what it was like to screw a dog. His excitement had been intense and uncontrollable.
He had never realized that such things existed in the world. It surprised him to find that, not only did they exist, but they somehow thrilled him.
Tuesday, he decided to take the day off from work.
"Listen, Mattie, why don't you show me the kennel today? Youmentioned once that you'd like me to see it."
Mattie was a little disappointed at first. Greg's presence at Kay's today would mean she could not fuck any of the dogs. She quickly realized she was being truly perverse. She should be happy that Greg was finally taking an interest in her work. It would be fun, too, to spend a day alone with him--in her world instead of his.
"I'd love to, darling. I want you to meet those wonderful animals. I'm sure you'll like them."
"I'm sure I will." Greg was unusually quiet on the walk over to the kennel. He had things on his mind. And he was experiencing a secret surge of excitement at the thought of springing Mattie's perversion on her all at once. She would undoubtedly be very ashamed of herself. And he would be very pleased to help her atone for her sins.
"See ... here they are." She introduced him to each of the dogs in turn.
"Big brutes, aren't they? Don't any of Kay's customers like 'em small?" He cast a sly, sidelong glance at Mattie. She avoided his gaze.
"Oh, I don't know. I guess Kay likes to deal with big dogs."
"Yes, I guess she does. I'll have to meet this Kay Peterson when she gets back from her vacation."
Mattie could not put her finger on it, but there was something slightly ominous in her husband's tone. She had the feeling he was making fun of her. Since she could think of no reason for his doing that, she decided it must be her imagination. She persevered in being cheerful. "Why don't I let Daemon out for a while? He's the nicest dog of all. He can come into the house with us."
"Hey! That's a good idea. We'll have a party!"
She eyed her husband critically. "Greg? Is there something wrong?"
"No. Why?"
"I don't know. You're acting strange, that's all."
"I'm acting strange?" He put heavy emphasis on the I. "I don't think I'm the least bit strange. In fact, I'm beginning to think I'm the only one who isn't strange."
Mattie felt a quick rush of chills down her spine. She dismissed from her mind the horrible suspicion that Greg might know about her and the dogs. That would be just too much! She had been relieved that he had been able to accept her affair with Lulu. But that may have been because there was something in it for him. There was no way he could accept a dog into their marriage!
"Now that's what I mean, Greg! You're acting really odd."
"Maybe I need a drink. Why don't I pour one for both of us?"
"Sure."
While the couple sat quietly on the couch and sipped their bourbon, the dog sat nervously by Mattie's knee. He was giving Greg the once-over.
Greg stared right back at the big German shepherd. "What's the matter with that big brute? Hasn't he ever seen a man before?"
Mattie started and took a deep slug of her drink. "What in the world makes you say that? Of course he has."
"Well, he's looking at me as if I just got off a spaceship with two heads and cat's whiskers."
"Don't be silly, Greg."
"Oh, I get it!" Greg snapped his fingers. "He thinks of me as the competition! He doesn't like the idea of a man screwing one of his broads!" His voice suddenly rose to a roar. "Well, I'm not crazy about the idea of sharing my wife with a goddamned dog either!"
Her husband's outburst frightened Mattie. She tried to get up from the couch, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him. "Greg ... don't ... " she whimpered as she struggled against his hand.
"What's the matter? You don't like me touching you now? You'd rather make it with a fucking animal? Is that it--?" For his wife to be playing around with another woman was one thing! But to be taking other cocks up into her cunt was something else! Something he wasn't going to stand for!
"Take off your fucking clothes!" he growled.
"No ... please ... I don't want to." Mattie was terrified of what Greg might do to her in his condition. She began to fear for the dog, too. She couldn't stand to see him hurting the animals! "Please, Greg ... don't hurt us!"
He jerked hard on her arm. Then he started tearing her shirt off. "Don't worry, cunt!" he spat. "I'm not going to hurt you! Now get those clothes off!"
Daemon tried growling at him once, but when the big man shook his fist at him, he crept quietly behind the couch.
Feeling more ashamed than she ever had in her life, Mattie removed what was left of her shirt and pulled down her jeans. She left her panties on.
"Get those fucking panties off! Do you think I'm going to let you go around bare-twatted for your girl friends when you won't do it for me?"
She removed her flimsy panties and stood before her husband, shivering, her arms wrapped around her torso. It was not cold in the room. But Greg's anger was chilling her to the marrow.
"Now get down onto hands and knees, you bitch!"
She obeyed at once. But she did not feel good about it. She had never felt more depraved than right now. Her husband's anger made her feel the full brunt of the sordid antics she had been involved in over the past days and weeks. She knew she could not blame him for being mad, for wanting to debase her. She deserved it. She was a wanton whore. A little ripple of emotion darted through Mattie's loins as she kneeled naked on the rug. She could feel a slight brush of air over her bare twat and, despite herself, she shivered with pleasure. She moaned softly.
"Enjoying yourself, are you, twat?" Greg was enjoying his wife's humiliation. He sat and watched her for several minutes as she kneeled, head hanging with shame.
She squirmed at the cruel truth of his words. "No, I'm not enjoying myself. I just want you to let me be! I'm scared!"
"Maybe you deserve to be scared, cunt. Maybe it'll remind you next time not to go around acting like a whore behind my back."
Mattie could say nothing.
"My, my, what would your friend Regina say if she could see you now? It would probably turn her on! Sounds like anything turns that cunt on!"
Her agony forgotten, Mattie looked quickly up at him. "How did you know about--"
"Never mind, cunt. I'm asking the questions this morning. And I'm telling you what to do. I want you to get that big-assed dog to fuck you."
The young wife was horrified. "No ... no ... I couldn't ... please!"
"Of course you can, Mattie. You've done it plenty of times before. And you better get cracking or I'm going to beat that round little ass of yours until it turns black and blue." Greg was enjoying his mastery. He was uncovering an unknown part of himself ... the sadist. He wanted to make his wife suffer long and hard for deceiving him, for being a shameless cunt. His cock throbbed and swelled in his pants as he sat calmly watching Mattie's humiliation.
Mattie searched her mind feverishly for a way out of her predicament. It seemed there was none. Lulu, faithful Lulu, must have snitched on her, and now she was going to have to take her punishment. Weakly, she called the dog to come to her. He emerged sheepishly from his hiding place behind the couch. His reluctance seemed to disappear as he nosed the wet aromatic slit of her pussy. His cock soon emerged hard and red from his furry cock-sheath.
"He likes the smell of you, baby! He's got a hard-on!" Greg shivered with the lustful effect of the picture before him. The dog was obviously ready to fuck! "Is your pussy good and wet?"
Shamefully, Mattie had to admit that it was. Despite the shame and humiliation of her position, she was deriving a peculiar masochistic thrill from being dominated like this by her husband. She could feel her juices seeping from between her fleshy pussy-lips and dribbling down her thighs. She experienced an added twinge of arousal as the dog's nose poked along her snatch. "Uuuuuhhh!"
"Jeez!" It was more exciting than a porn movie to watch his own wife turning on to the wanton perversion of kneeling before a horny German shepherd. Greg's cock ached in his pants. He pulled it out and stroked it lightly, his eyes shifting back and forth between his wife's ass and the dog's red cock. "Okay, baby ... get him to hump you. Now!"
Mattie recognized the lust in Greg's voice. She felt a new surge of wetness between her pussy-lips as she patted her ass and coaxed the dog to mount her. As his heavy cudgel rammed searchingly in along her cunt-furrow, she squirmed backward. There was no point in her opposing this ultimate degradation. She might even get hurt if she did. Her husband wanted to see her fuck a dog, and she might as well cooperate with him. The sooner it happened, the sooner it would be over!
Reaching back, she grasped Daemon's stiff prick and guided it to the slick hole of her cunt. At once, the dog drove his rigid cock-shaft right on up inside, spreading the clinging walls of her pussy. "Aaaaaggghhh! Uuuhhh!" His prick was in her! Automatically, Mattie began to respond to the hard shaft. She wriggled her ass encouragingly. The dog began to ram deep and hard into her wet opening.
Greg's hand gripped more tightly around his own turgid cock-shaft as he watched the dog's cock impale his wife's cunt. The look of distorted lust on Mattie's face as soon as she had that bestial rod inside her made his prick throb urgently. "Jee-zuz, woman! You're incredible! That sweet ass of yours is moving like there's no tomorrow!"
Only half aware of her husband's incredulous encouragement, Mattie closed her eyes and savored the dog's filling hard cock. It was the unopposable force and regularity of Daemon's fucking that she loved so much. It carried her right beyond herself. She was no longer responsible for what was happening to her. The dog could not be stopped now even if she wanted to. And she didn't want to!
Let her husband call her a whore! Let him shame her! She couldn't help it! This was the way she was. That was all.
"Fuck him, baby! Fuck him! That's a girl!" Greg's cruelty faded as lust took full control of his senses. All that was important now was the pulsing cock in his hand. And he realized suddenly there was something Mattie could do about that too.
Quickly he removed his clothes and knelt down on the rug in front of his kneeling wife. He thrust the hard shaft of his cock toward her lips. She began to nibble on him almost at once. The soft fluttering sensations of her mouth made him groan in ecstasy. "Jeez, baby, that's good!"
Mattie was unprepared for the stiff prick her husband offered her to suck. But she accepted his shaft gladly, as though it were a pat on the back. It somehow made her feel that Greg still loved her, if he would let her suck his cock.
Greg watched dumbfounded as Mattie squirmed her shapely ass back at the dog's hard-driving cock. Her intense excitement was transmitted to Greg through his cock. She was licking and lapping and loving his organ as though it were the crown jewels and her mouth the royal duster. It was all he could do to hold on, to keep himself hard for her just a little longer. He wasn't going to let any dog outlast him!
He looked over Mattie's back at the lax, concentrated expression on the dog. The big animal looked totally engrossed in the pleasurable sensations coming to him from Mattie's cunt.
"Uuuhh, baby! Do it! Do it! Suck my cock!" Greg rasped.
"Mmmmmm," Mattie moaned, not raising her head from his cock long enough to speak, but her greedy moans told Greg how thoroughly she was enjoying what was happening. Her whole body was a writhing mass of response, working with devilish energy.
"Aaaaahhhhh! Mmmmmm!" She let her mouth slip off his cock for just an instant, then it was back there again. But the ecstatic look on her face told her husband what he needed to know. She was cumming!
Greg shoved his cock deep into her mouth again and again, letting the excitement overwhelm him. He watched amazed as the dog rutted hard into Mattie's pussy, obviously cumming. And Greg was not going to be far behind him. "Uuuuuhh, shit ... yeah! I'm cumming, baby! I'm cumming!" He held Mattie's head close to his cock until he had filled her full of his jetting sperm. Then he collapsed down onto the rug, exhausted. He knew right then that this would be a day he would never forget.
He felt his wife crawl up to him and curl into his arms. "Do you still love me, honey?" she asked anxiously.
He reached down and kissed her. "Sure, I do. You think I couldn't love a woman who just gave me the most incredible orgasm of my life?!"
She smiled languidly. "I'm glad you love me." Her eyes closed. She was drowsy.
"I love you so much, I might even buy you a dog."
"That would be nice."
"Yeah, maybe I'll buy Lulu one too."
"You're a very generous man, Greg." She slept a short, deep sleep of contentment.
CHAPTER NINE
Mattie was a totally satisfied woman.
Her sex life had never been so good.
Now that Greg knew and accepted all the new aspects to her sexuality, there were so many wonderful ways they could play. He helped her fuck all the male dogs. He watched the bitch, Koko, lick Mattie's twat. And it all seemed to turn him on as much as it did Mattie.
He fucked her at the kitchen table one morning before he headed for work. It was a good, raunchy session. "Don't want you forgetting about your ever-loving husband while you're over there with all those big-pricked dogs," he said.
"How could I ever forget about you, baby? My pussy will be twitching for the rest of the day."
The brunette had just finished cleaning out the kennels when there came a loud ring at the front doorbell. She found a pretty, shy-looking blonde standing on the landing. Surely this woman was not the owner of one of the dogs! "Are you looking for someone?" Mattie asked politely. She was convinced the woman had the wrong house. The blonde looked like she was about eighteen or nineteen. And her modest grin looked like that of a sheltered virgin.
"Yes. I'm looking for Kay Peterson. My name is Sue Wicker."
Mattie was afraid her surprise showed. "Oh ... well, Mrs. Peterson is out of the country at the moment. I'm her friend. Maybe I can help you."
The younger woman looked down at the ground and picked nervously at the straps of her handbag. Clearly, she was embarrassed.
Feeling like a mother hen, Mattie reached for the girl's arm and led her firmly into the house. "Come on back to my office," she said. "I'll fix you a nice cup of tea, and we can talk. I'm Mattie."
Some of the girl's nervousness seemed to disappear. She smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Mattie." She sat on the couch in the office and looked up at Mattie. "I don't want to be any bother."
"Nonsense. I get lonely here sometimes looking after the dogs. I can use some company. Now, would you like tea or coffee?"
The blonde looked wistfully at the bar. "Could I have something stronger ... please?"
Mattie could never have imagined booze passing those virginal, pouting lips. "Why, of course. How about a nice pink lady?"
"My favorite's Scotch. Do you have that?"
"Sure." Mattie poured them each a Scotch and sat next to the girl on the couch. "Now, tell me, what brings you here?"
The young blonde took a long swig of her Scotch before replying. "Well ... I guess I should tell you first that my husband is in the merchant marine. Sometimes I don't see him for months at a time."
Married, too! "I didn't realize you were married. Your hands ... "
"I didn't wear my wedding rings today. I ... I didn't want Doug involved in what I ... want to do."
Mattie surveyed the lush young body concealed in the demure, long-sleeved dress. She felt a warning twinge in her pussy. The amount of embarrassment the younger woman was showing told Mattie she had something heavy on her mind. And at the Peterson Kennels, that heaviness was bound to have something to do with sex. "And what do you want to do?" Her heart stood still as she awaited the girl's answer.
The blonde's eyes looked into Mattie's, then shifted quickly away. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words emerged.
Sliding a little closer to her visitor on the couch, Mattie reached over and covered the girl's hand with her own. "Look, honey ... I don't want to make things hard for you. You don't have to be frightened with me. I'm very trustworthy. Anything you tell me stays right here, between you and me."
A weak smile brightened the girl's lovely, pallid face. "I trust you. It's just that ... it's hard ... "
"Does it have something to do with the dogs? Do you want to buy a dog?"
The answer tumbled from the girl's lips. "Yes ... but not just any dog ... a special kind of dog."
"Honey ... here, all our dogs are special. And wanting one is nothing to be ashamed of. Dogs have been man's best friend for a long time. What they don't talk about is ... they're woman's best friend too."
The young blonde's big blue eyes searched Mattie's wonderingly. "You understand? You know?"
Mattie squeezed her hand. The feel of the soft thigh beneath the hand titillated her. She was such a lovely young girl! "Of course. I've made love to every dog in this kennel. I love them all."
Mattie watched Sue struggle to come to terms with this new information. She decided she should give her a few minutes to digest the idea. In the meantime, she had someone she would like the girl to meet. "I'll be right back, honey. You just relax."
When Mattie returned with the young German shepherd called Jonas, she found Sue standing by the desk. She had a look on her face that was something less than human. She was staring at a piece of paper in her hand.
"What's the matter, honey?" Mattie left Jonas lying on the rug and rushed to the girl's side. She found her looking at a Polaroid snap of Lulu fucking the Doberman, Stud. It was one of the photos Regina had taken! Mattie thought she had taken all of them with her when she left. "Oh, Sue, honey. I ... " Thinking the picture had been too much for the young housewife, she tried to lead her gently to the couch.
Sue stopped dead in her tracks and stared at Mattie. Her face wore a strange, glazed expression. "You know, Mattie? This is the dream I've been having for weeks and months." She held the photo up to Mattie's face. "This is what I've been wanting. And you have it ... right here."
Mattie was beginning to understand that what she had mistaken for horror in Sue's behavior was really overwhelming excitement. The younger woman had just come face to face with her fantasy as a reality. She was trying to digest her new awareness. Everything she had dreamed about could be hers. "Come on over here; Sue. This is Jonas. See ... isn't he a nice dog?"
"Oh yes, he's beautiful!" Sue fell onto her knees and caressed the dog's neck and head. She looked up at Mattie, her eyes hazy with arousal. "Can I play with him, Mattie? Can I?"
Mattie kneeled down next to the woman and caressed her shoulders. "Of course you can, darling." This was beyond the brunette's boldest hopes. Her cunt had been throbbing with excitement ever since she opened the front door to Sue. Now that she realized Sue was after the same kind of thrills she was, she let her lust run rampant. She pulled the blonde close to her and kissed her deeply. After an initial stiffness, the other woman melted into the embrace. Her tongue searched Mattie's throat hungrily.
Sue looked stunned when at last their lips parted. "I didn't know it could be so wonderful to kiss a woman," she murmured.
"Well, men have been doing it since the garden of Eden. There had to be something to it." Mattie's humor helped the blonde relax. She cooperated as Mattie began to remove her dress and shoes, then her pantyhose and her bra. She knelt naked on the rug, obviously enjoying Mattie's admiring stare.
"Do you like me, Mattie?" Sue cupped her tits in her hands, as though holding them out for Mattie's inspection.
The older woman drank in the lush, white beauty of Sue's nakedness. Then, with a low groan, she accepted the proffered tit and began to suck greedily. Her hand searched for and found the sweet slender slit of Sue's pussy. It was already moist with excitement. Mattie's fingers penetrated deep up inside, relishing the way her new lover's juices flowed down over her hand.
"Oooohhhh, Mattie!" The innocent wife began to squirm her pussy down onto the invading fingers, squealing with pleasure. Her hands caressed Mattie's hair as the older woman slaved over her tits. Sue could feel pleasure pangs darting back and forth between her breasts and her cunt, driving her wild with hunger for rutting, raw sex.
Mattie was delighted with the way Sue was responding to her abandoned lovemaking. This was the first time the brunette had seduced a woman before ... a woman who was innocent of the more forbidden pleasures of the senses. It gave her a rushing tantalizing surge of power to feel the beautiful teenager quivering under her touch.
From the corner of her eyes, Mattie caught sight of Jonas pacing impatiently, trying to get up the courage to force his attentions upon the women. Mattie's pussy spasmed at the thought of initiating the shy beauty to the thrills of dog-fucking. That was what she wanted to do! Now that Sue was thoroughly aroused, she wanted to see her fuck the dog!
Gently, she pulled away from her moaning, trembling lover. She pulled out the little saddle-style stool from beside the couch. It was easy for her to persuade Sue to lay herself over it, her shapely ass extending high in the air. The blonde was so hot and bothered, she was up for anything Mattie might suggest.
When Sue was in position, Mattie beckoned to Jonas. She helped the dog mount Sue's firm, wriggling white ass. Then she watched, mesmerized as Jonas's stiff red prick began to saw eagerly back and forth between the younger woman's trembling ass-cheeks. His actions became more feverish as his first few thrusts failed to find their mark.
"Oooohhh ... ohhhh, noooOO ... what are you doing to me?" Sue's voice said no, but her wanton writhing motions were indicating a very firm yes. She thrust her ass back, trying to capture the dog's stiff prick, but with no success. Finally, she looked piteously back at Mattie. "Help him!" she mewled. "Please help him do it to me!"
Unable to resist the lurid plea, Mattie grasped hold of Jonas's hard, tapered rod and guided it toward the pink fleshy hole. Her own cunt flared with vicarious pleasure, as she remembered what ecstasy the blonde was about to experience. She kneeled down low and watched Jonas sink his long turgid shaft deep into Sue's wet clinging hole.
"Ooooohhh! Oh God-d-d! He's in meee!" Despite the initial pain Mattie felt sure Sue must feel her first time with a dog, the young blonde went wild with frantic lust. She clutched the supporting stool and thrust her ass back at his impaling loins with all her might. She whined and wailed and bleated out her mounting ecstasy. "Oooohhh! Uuuhh! God, I'm cummmingg-g!"
Mattie was awed by the power of her young lover's need. Obviously it had been a long time since Sue had had the fucking she needed. Her greedy little pussy was sucking on that tireless dog cock like it was starving to death! And Jonas was trying to keep up with her. She smiled fondly at the dog. She imagined Jonas had never experienced a wild pussy like this wild pussy. Nor had he ever had to work so hard!
"Oooohh, that's a baby!" Mattie encouraged the wriggling girl. "Make your pussy feel good, honey! Fuck that sweet dog-cock!"
In the midst of her absorbed passion, Sue looked back at Mattie and grinned contentedly. "Mmmmm ... Mattie, darling ... It feels so good! I never thought it would feel this good! God, I love it!" Again she faded back into her own lusty world. Her ass churned more furiously than ever. Within moments, she was cumming again! "Aaaarrrggghhh!" she wailed.
The other woman's abandon was definitely contagious. Mattie could hold herself in check no longer. She removed her own clothes and began to tickle her clitoris with her fingertip. She began to toy with the idea of presenting her pussy for Sue to eat. The blonde had had no experience that way, but maybe in her present lustful condition she would take to it without questioning.
Throwing caution to the winds, Mattie crawled around in front of Sue and poised her cunt mere inches from Sue's head. The enraptured teenager stared at her pubic mound dully for a moment. Then she seemed to get the idea. She looked up at her new friend. "Oooohh, yessss ... I want to make you feel good too, Mattie darling!"
As Mattie thrust her cunt closer, Sue extended her tongue. The effect was instantaneous. "Aaaaggghhh! Oh Sue! Do it to meee!" The younger woman seemed to have an uncanny talent for all things sexual. She was giving Mattie head like she h ad never had it before! The brunette parted her own pussy-lips wide, giving Sue better access to her craving slit. Sue's tongue worked tirelessly around her clitoris, up and down her moist throbbing pussy-furrow. Mattie moaned a long low moan of ecstasy. She had found herself a new lover! And what a lover! "Uuuuhhh!"
From her position, Mattie was staring right into the German shepherd's muzzle. The dog and she were sharing a new raunchy sexuality. Once they had been lovers. Now they were sharing another woman, taking simultaneous pleasure from the teenager's lovely pinioned body. The very depravity of the situation made Mattie's cunt throb wetly.
While the dog's cock skewered rhythmically in and out of Sue's inviting pussy, Mattie held the blonde's head close to her own cunt. She could feel a crisis building deep inside. And she wanted to make sure that Sue kept working until she had an orgasm. "Mmmmm ... yeah, baby ... suck me ... suck me!"
"Mmmmpphhh!" Sue made no effort to break free of Mattie's grip. She was devoting herself slavishly to the older woman's every whim and desire. She had what she wanted ... that hard cock reaming her pussy wide. It only added to the perverse pleasure to be able to eat pussy at the same time. Gurgling moans escaped from deep in her throat as she worked. For the third time in this incredible bestial trilogy, she was about to cum!
The stabbing tongue worrying her pussy-hole was having its effect. Mattie's body began to tremble convulsively. An explosion swept through her guts, wrenching her clit to pleasurable satiety. "Uuuuhhh! Oh, Sue darling ... you're making me cummmm!"
Her woman lover's crisis was the trigger for Sue. She too began to wriggle her hips wantonly, in her third and most intense orgasm of the day. She slammed her ass hard back at the dog. To her amazement, she could feel a new hot wetness in her cunt, a charging pace hanging into her hole. Jonas too was cumming!
When Sue finally crawled off the strange fucking stool, she was a changed woman. She was no longer shy and confused about her sexual needs. She knew what she wanted. She wiped the hair and sweat from her forehead and grinned at Mattie.
"How much for that dog?" she asked.
"I don't know, Sue darling. I'm not authorized to do any selling. You'll have to wait until Kay gets back."
"I can wait. If you'll let me come back and visit ... often."
"Oh yes, baby. You can visit me any time you want." With a low moan, Mattie crawled in between the young blonde's thighs. She wanted to lick the dog cum from her lover's pussy. As turned on as she was, she wasn't ready to stop yet. Sue didn't know it, but she had a long day in front of her.
CHAPTER TEN
Greg and Mattie were waiting for Lulu to arrive. She was a frequent visitor nowadays. Their threesomes had become a family ritual.
Mattie poured a drink for herself and her husband. She sat next to him on the sofa. "You know, Greg? There's something that's been on my mind for a long time."
"What's that, sweetheart?" He ran his hand playfully up in between Mattie's thighs. The young husband had never found his wife sexier than he did these days, with the dogs and Lulu to keep variety in their life.
"I still can't believe that Lulu snitched on me. What in the world made her tell you about me and the dogs?"
Greg grinned. "She wasn't in her right mind at the time. As I recall, I had just fucked her in the ass."
Mattie's eyes narrowed with suspicion. She pushed his hand away from her cunt. "I don't remember you fucking Lulu in the ass."
"You weren't there." At last Greg was getting his sweet revenge.
"Why you ... you liar!"
"What do you mean liar? I never told you I didn't go over to Lulu's by myself."
"That's a bloody sneaky way to get around the truth." Lewd visions began to dance in the brunette's head. She wasn't really angry with her husband. How could she be? She had kept enough secrets from him in her time. "You've never fucked me in the ass!" she whined as she placed his hand back over her cunt.
"That's right. I haven't, have I? That's an oversight I'll have to correct."
Lulu arrived just then, and the subject was dropped. But Mattie's pussy still tingled with lewd speculation. So there was something new under the sun!
The three of them decided to go over to the kennels and help Mattie look after the dogs. Greg put his arm around the bubbly redhead and squeezed her tit as they watched Mattie release the black Lab, Regal, from his quarters.
"You know what, beautiful?" he told the squirming young lovely. "I'm going to buy you a dog of your very own one of these days. Would you like that?"
"Oh, Greg!" Lulu clapped her hands together like an excited child. "That would be wonderful. I've always wanted a puppy of my very own!"
"And you could train him to do all your favorite tricks," he suggested lewdly.
They followed Mattie and Regal into the office.
"What's your pleasure, beautiful?" Greg asked his wife as she pulled the fucking stool from its place by the couch. "Is Regal for you?"
"No. I thought Lulu might like to try Regal out. He's a wonderful lover, Lulu," she told the redhead as she walked up to her and enveloped her in her arms. "I'd like to see you fuck him. Would you do that for me?"
Lulu began to tremble with excitement. She was eager to please Mattie and herself. "Sure, Mattie. Whatever you say."
"Good. Then why don't we take off all these bothersome clothes?"
Greg and Mattie joined forces to strip her scanty clothing from Lulu's lush body. Mattie helped her position herself on hands and knees on the rug. Lulu had tried to place herself over the stool, but Mattie turned her away. "That's for me, darling." When the naked redhead was trembling expectantly on the rug, Mattie began to rub the black labrador's cock. It didn't take long before Regal was sporting an awesome erection. Mattie's cunt tingled at the thought of where the throbbing dog-penis in her hand would be heading in the next few minutes. Right up into Lulu's hot clasping pussy!
"Oooohh, Lulu!" she moaned wantonly. "Regal has such a nice hard prick, baby! He's all ready for you!"
Thoroughly aroused now, Lulu looked around at her lovely tormentor. "Oh, Mattie, make him fuck me! Please!"
That was what Mattie wanted to hear. She enjoyed listening to women begging for cock. She enjoyed giving it to them. She urged the animal to mount Lulu's squirming ass. Then she guided his stiff prick toward the warm welcoming hole.
"Uuuuhhh! Yesss! Oh jee-zuz, I'm cummmingg-g!" Lulu thrust her ass back again and again onto the animal's rock-hard member. Her orgasm seemed to stay with her. Each turgid thrust seemed to drive her farther and farther from reality. She moaned endlessly and worked like a madwoman to keep that dog-prick soaring into her as far and as fast as possible.
While Mattie watched Lulu's excited contortions, she began to remove her own clothing. She knelt over the fucking stool, facing Lulu, and waved her ass salaciously in the air. She looked up at her husband and saw the lust in his eyes. "I want you to fuck me in the ass!" she told him hoarsely.
Greg's already stiff cock jerked eagerly at his wife's obscene words. He tore off his clothes and knelt behind her, eager to obey her lurid whim. The thought of burying his prick in snug ass-flesh turned him on!
He guided his bulbous cock-tip toward Mattie's tight asshole and prodded gently. Mattie groaned in submissive arousal. Eager as he was to spread her ass-walls wide, he decided he had better prepare her first. He shoved two fingers deep into her cunt, to wet them generously. Then he prodded one against her puckered asshole.
The barriers gave way and his finger glided deep into her ass. Her tissues hugged him snugly, then gradually relaxed, titillated by the inciting friction. He sent the second finger up to join the first and wriggled them around.
The unnatural pressure in her rectum aroused Mattie and she began to screw her ass eagerly back onto Greg's impaling fingers. "Uuuuhh, Greg darling! Feels good! Fuck me there, baby! Fuck my ass!"
Satisfied that she was ready, Greg coated his prick with the copious juices from her cunt and pressed his cock-tip against her nether hole. The resistance was short-lived. His fingers had already prepared her for pleasure.
But not for the sudden pain that washed over her lewdly positioned body. "Aaaagggghhh! Nooo! It hurts, Greg! Please stop!"
It was too late now for the lusty young husband to think about stopping. He pushed his swollen prick slowly but steadily deep into her grasping ass-flesh. The tantalizing grip of her anal muscles on his invading member made him grunt with passion. "Uhmmm! This is too good!"
Even in her lust-dimmed state, Lulu was aware that Mattie was learning to take a cock in the ass. At first her friend's protests of pain worried her. But then they became part of her own building pleasure. It always had to hurt a little at first, anything worth having. And Lulu knew there was nothing better than a good solid ass-fucking. She grinned wantonly over at her girl friend and her toiling husband. "Oooohh, yeah! It's good! Screw her ass, Greg! She's going to learn to love it!"
Greg's increasing tempo as he fucked into Mattie's upturned ass indicated he was taking Lulu's advice. The thrill of Mattie's tight ass-clench and the thought that he was fucking a virgin ass combined to make his cock pound into her savagely.
There had never been a greater pleasure for Greg than what he was experiencing now. As he sank his penis deep into Mattie's asshole, he watched Lulu kneeling in front of the dog, reveling in his bestial skewering. He was surrounded by the sights and sounds and smells of orgy. It was so damned good!
Even Mattie's cries of pain were turning to low mewls of pleasure.
Much to her surprise, Mattie found that her first pain was fast becoming a dim memory. Gradually she was learning to respond to the strange masochistic pleasure that Greg's deep-delving cock was dealing her virgin asshole. She began to push back tentatively, forcing her ass walls to give way into her husband's swollen cock. The more she cooperated, the better she felt. His cock was going deep. Her whole body trembled with the new perverse thrill.
"Uuuuummm ... oh, ye ... do it to me, Greg darling! Fuck my ass!"
Meanwhile, Lulu slammed her ass hard back against the dog's tirelessly ploughing penis. She had had orgasm after orgasm, but each, she knew, was only a prelude to the awesome tide growing deep in her belly. The harder the dog fucked, the louder she moaned, the more wantonly she wiggled. She could feel it. It wouldn't be long now!
Greg was intensely excited by the lewd picture of his wife bent over the stool, taking his prick far into her ass. His penis throbbed with the caressing clasps of her ass muscles on his growing hardness. It had grown to the point now where it ached with a throbbing pleasure. Ached to blow, to fill the lovely ass before him with thick warm cum.
The very thought worked its miracle on Greg. "Uuuuhh! Oh baby, I'm doing it! I'm filling that sweet asshole of yours!"
Taking her husband's cum in her stretched anus pushed Mattie over. Her body shuddered and relaxed in a tumultuous wave of pleasure-dealing release. "God, it's good! Uuuuuhhh!" She collapsed across the stool, her face wreathed in a dreamy smile.
"Oooohh, darlings! Darlings, I'm cumming too!" Greg and Mattie had temporarily forgotten all about Lulu. But she was cumming too, along with the dog. They rutted out their passion in a quick surge of heated energy.
The office turned suddenly quiet.
Greg was the first to recover. He began to saw his fingers in and out of Mattie's cunt. He had only begun to tap his sexual energy.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Lulu watched jealously as Greg returned from the bathroom and headed straight for his wife. He knelt between Mattie's thighs and began to lick her pussy. Mattie writhed wantonly under him, her eyes smiling, unseeing. Both of them had obviously forgotten all about her.
If there was one thing Lulu hated, it was being ignored. She had learned to tolerate having her mind ignored. But, when she was in a sexual situation, she expected to be loved and pampered. She was a beautiful woman, with feelings that were easily hurt. And she felt hurt now. She had thought Greg and Mattie really loved her. But now she realized they were only using her for a sexual diversion. This was not the first time she had been so used, but that didn't make it hurt any the less.
In many ways, Lulu was still a child. When she wanted attention, she got it. No matter what lengths she had to go to.
She ran out the back to the kennels and unlocked all the cages. She herded the remaining four dogs into the office. Her lips curved in a wicked smile as she watched Mattie and Greg jump to their feet, shock and indignation on their faces.
Mattie was outraged. "Lulu! What are you doing?!"
Lulu suddenly became a repentant schoolgirl. She hung her head and prodded her toe into the carpet. "Well, you guys were playing with each other ... so ... I thought I'd bring the doggies in to play with me." Her self-pity roused tears to her eyes, that began to dribble down her flushed cheeks.
Simultaneously, Greg and Mattie realized what they had done to the young beauty. They felt guilty about shutting her out, though they certainly had not intended to do so. In their new intimacy, they had become completely and blindly absorbed in each other. Making their way through yelping and lapping dogs, they walked over to Lulu and put their arms around her. She buried her face in Greg's chest. He began to caress her full tits. In no time his erection was back. And it was Lulu who was the center of his attention.
Mattie realized at once what was happening. It was not to her liking. She was not going to be edged out by the beautiful redhead, no matter how badly her feelings were hurt. "Greg!" Her voice held a warning.
Engrossed as he was in Lulu's ripe tits and sweet-tasting mouth, Greg heard what Mattie was saying to him. His mind searched feverishly for a solution to his dilemma. Suddenly, he had it. There was no reason why he couldn't keep both women satisfied. With a little help from a couple of the dogs.
He kneeled on the rug and had the women kneel, one on either side of him, facing him. He inserted two fingers into each of their pussies and began to work them back and forth. It was a lewd thrill to feel a damp cunt on each hand begin to spew forth its juices. He looked from one lust-contorted face to the other. They were hot ... both of them.
Like a sheik in a harem, Greg reveled in the lusty power of having two wanton lovelies right on the tips of his fingers. He looked around him at the five dogs, who were now sitting quietly, watching them. Mattie had given them their commands, but Greg could see they were hot to trot.
His fingers squirmed lasciviously in the girls' pussies. "Does it feel good, girls?" he asked. He was teasing them. There was no doubt that it was feeling very good indeed.
"Oh yes, Greg. Ooooh, my pussy's so wet and excited."
"Greg darling, you're teasing us. Now what are you going to do to get us off?" Greg observed that his wife was becoming very down-to-earth in matters of her own pleasure. She no longer beat around the bush. He smiled at her.
"Don't worry, baby. You're going to be well taken care of." He coaxed them both down onto hands and knees. "How would you like to both take on the dogs at once? Mmmm? That should satisfy those hot little twats of yours, shouldn't it?"
He could tell by the expression on the women's faces that the idea turned them on. They began to squirm their asses lewdly in the air. Greg chose Daemon and Jonas, the two German shepherds, to do the honors. While the other dogs fretted skittishly in their places, Daemon and Jonas mounted the women. They began the frantic hump to sink their cocks in hot wet pussy. The search was not long. Greg guided both to their marks simultaneously. As the cocks drove home, the women howled like a couple of banshees.
"Ooooohhhh, it's ni-i-i-ce! Greg, it's so good!" Lulu cried, churning her buttocks back at Daemon's cock with the fury of an unleashed whirlwind. She chanted low as her body slammed against the dog's prick. She was in her own world of total, absorbing passion.
"Mmmm ... aaaahhhh!" After the perverted thrill of being fucked in the ass by her husband, Mattie was ready for a good long session of gut-hard cunt-fucking. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the hard filling cudgel working its way again and again deep into her lust-swollen hole. She cooed and grunted like a bitch in heat, enjoying her depravity, enjoying the wanton scene. Her husband was overseeing her and Lulu's encounters with the dogs like an orchestra maestro. She and Lulu and Jonas and Daemon were Greg's slaves. The idea was a turn-on. Like a good slave, Mattie did what her master wanted. He wanted her to feel good. And she did.
Kneeling between the two women, Greg turned his head from one girl to the other, enjoying their eager abandon. He fondled their tits lewdly, pinched their nipples, and watched them squeal with delight. His own cock was hard and throbbing in his lap. But he let it lay unattended, enjoying the strong pangs of desire rushing through his being. He would get his, eventually. He could wait. The longer he waited, the better it would feel.
So absorbed was he in the scene with the women, Greg did not notice the male and female Doberman get into a scene of their own. They had found a corner, and were rutting enthusiastically, following the example of the two women and their canine lovers. The only dog who did not have a partner now was Regal. He paced anxiously from one couple to the other, nosing genitals, looking for his turn.
Lulu began to howl excitedly. "Oooohh, he's cumming in me! He's cumming in me!" As soon as the big German shepherd had pumped her full of his roiling load, he dismounted the kneeling redhead's buttocks. At once, Regal took his place. The Labrador humped forward, sinking his tapered red prick deep in her wet pussy in one smooth stroke. "Uuuuuhhh! Mmmmm!" Even now Lulu was not tired. She devoted the same enthusiastic vigor to this lover as she had to the previous one. Her churning hips never slowed their pace.
The orgy was going full tilt now. The room was alive with panting and moaning, growling and humping. No one noticed when a tall shapely blonde walked into the room and stood watching the incredible scene for several minutes.
"Well, I'm glad to see no one missed me while I was gone!" she said at last, in a loud ringing voice. Everybody froze, though the dogs kept fucking their two women lovers.
"Kay!" Mattie groaned feebly. "You said in your telegram you wouldn't be back till Saturday!"
"I got bored with that sun and sand routine. Got homesick for home-sweet-home. Only home was never quite as wild as this." She looked inquisitively at the kneeling, naked man. "Where did you come from?"
"I'm Greg, Mattie's husband." Greg was not the least bit disturbed by the woman's intrusion. He liked Kay the first minute he set eyes on her. She looked like the kind of woman who could take care of herself. And who could take a scene like this.
"Well, Greg, why don't you help me get these two Dobermans unhitched and back in their cages. My client will be very displeased if Koko here gets knocked up." She walked over to the women and patted their heads. "Don't let me disturb you, girls. Just keep on trucking."
Lulu and Mattie had no choice. The dogs were humping furiously into their upturned asses. Their hard strokes were relentless. The women sensed they would not take it kindly if they decided to excuse themselves now. Besides, both Mattie and Lulu had some unfinished business. Hot ominous burnings in the pit of their bellies.
Greg helped Kay lock up the female Doberman. As they worked, their arms brushed. Greg felt an immediate electric attraction, and he was sure Kay felt it too. He had been told Kay was a strict lesbian, but he was beginning to doubt that very seriously.
"When I was in Bermuda," she drawled in a low, husky voice, "I discovered men. But I sure did miss my darling doggies." With a perverse zeal that Greg could see shining in her eyes, she knelt on the sand walk outside the cages. She coaxed Stud over onto his back and she began to pump his cock to erection. Her own ass thrust lewdly in the air as she worked, waving like a flag at Greg.
Greg had no hesitation. He knew an invitation when he saw one. He pushed her skirt up to her knees. She was bare underneath. Her full rounded buttocks made his cock swell to its former hardness. Kay was a big woman, but very enticingly proportioned. Her upturned pussy was just begging for his rigid prick.
The big man kneeled close in behind the shapely blonde. He already had an erection the size of a fist and he prodded his swollen cock-tip at her inviting cunt-slit.
"Uuuuhhh!" The excited woman moaned wantonly. Then, much to Greg's surprise, she leaned forward and started to suck on the dog's long tapered prick. That was too much for Greg. He had seen some wild things lately, but this lewd act definitely took first prize. He found the fleshy opening to her pussy and shoved forward. His cock soared far up inside the tight clinging dampness of her cunt.
Kay was thrust forward slightly by the force of Greg's entry. She nibbled eagerly at the dog's stiff prick as she felt the Greg's cock invade her moist inner passage. "Ooooohhh! Uuuuuhhh! Goodd-d!" It was true that she had had some men lovers when she was in Bermuda. But none of them had had the vigor and technique of Greg Wilson.
She began to wriggle her buttocks wantonly, reaching back to close her pussy-lips hungrily around his hard-driving penis. The depravity of sucking the dog's cock while the man fucked her forced the juices from her pussy in great gushes. She could hear the lewd sluicing sounds as Greg's cock surged in and out, in and out.
"Oh, baby! You have got a beautiful tight little pussy! I'm sorry I took so long to meet you. But I'm sure we can make up for lost time! Uuuuhh!" The young husband gritted his teeth and fucked hard into Kay's wet cunt-hole. He could feel her pussy muscles gripping his cock with deft, controlled squeezing motions. This woman was too much! For someone who supposedly didn't like men, she sure knew how to please one. He could feel his cock swelling in her spasming depths. The tight grip was sheer agonizing pleasure.
Kneeling slavishly in the sand walk, Kay could feel rabid lust-pangs darting through her half-naked body. She sucked hungrily on the dog's cock. It was growing in size and hardness. The idea that she was doing this to the big Doberman with her tongue and lips drove her to a frenzy. "Ohhhh, fuck me! Fuck meee!" she wailed.
Greg clung to her lush wiggling ass-cheeks and plunged his big cock deep and hard into her receptive cunt. He could feel her getting hotter and wetter inside. It would not be long now before she was exploding in a fiery surge of orgasm. The frantic writhing of her hips, too, betrayed her mounting abandon. "Ooooohh, yeah, baby ... let it happen! Go, baby, go!"
Sucking like a depraved animal, Kay felt the dog's cock on the verge of bursting with gushing liquid energy. She worked her lips frenziedly over the smooth slick surface. Her own orgasm snuck up on her. "Oooohh! Oh, I'm cummmmingg-g!" She returned her mouth to the dog's cock just in time to receive his hot copious jets of sperm.
Aware that both the dog and the women had reached their zenith, Greg slammed his loins against her upturned ass again and again, until at last he too was sailing on an ecstatic crest of release. "Jee-zuz, baby!" he moaned. "Here it comes!"
It took several minutes for them to recover from their tantalizing ordeal. At last, they stood up. Kay locked Stud safely in his cage, then she accompanied Greg back to the house.
They found Lulu and Mattie sprawled on the rug, cum dribbling between their thighs. Two very tired dogs were relaxing on the floor behind the couch. It seemed that everyone had got their just desserts. The women looked pleased and satisfied.
At last Mattie struggled to her feet and went over to Kay, who was preparing coffee behind the bar. "I hope you're not mad at me, Kay. I'm afraid I got carried away with my work!"
Kay grinned. "Mad at you! God no! Why do you suppose I gave you the job? I was hoping you would turn into my kind of woman! I've always loved your tits!"
Mattie's mouth fell open. Then she started to laugh. "Kay, you're the tops!" she said. "And believe me, I'm your kind of woman!"
* * *
Several days later, Kay and Mattie and Greg were sipping Scotch in the office and considering an afternoon orgy. Their conversation was interrupted by the doorbell. It was Sue Wicker.
Mattie led the blushing blonde back to the office and introduced her to Kay and Greg. "This is the young protege I was telling you about."
Sue surveyed the others shyly, but intently. She was on new ground. Mattie was the only woman she had ever met who shared her perversion. Though she realized Kay was into dogs, too, she looked so sophisticated and beautiful, Sue could hardly imagine her fucking a brute animal. But she did know how to relate to Greg. He was a good-looking guy, and he obviously held a high opinion of her. His eyes shone with interest.
"Scotch, Sue?" Kay asked. Her sultry eyes surveyed the newcomer's demurely clad body.
"Oh ... yes, please."
"Remember, I told you Sue was interested in buying Jonas, Kay? I told her she'd have to talk to you about it."
"Yes ... well, I'm afraid I've set a very high price on Jonas. All my dogs are so precious to me, I hate to part with them."
Sue looked disappointed. She took a long sip of her Scotch, aware of the three pairs of eyes watching her hotly. "Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that."
Kay put an arm around the young blonde's shoulder. "There are alternatives, Sue. I suppose you get pretty bored with your hubby away so much."
"Yes, I do."
"I thought maybe you'd like to work for me, part-time of course. Mattie doesn't have as much time to come over, now that she's raising her own dogs."
Sue's eyes glowed. "Hey ... I'd like that!"
"There's only one qualification," Kay told her lustfully.
Mattie grinned at Kay, then at Sue. "Don't worry, darling. It's nothing you can't handle."
Greg stood up and walked toward the sexy young housewife. He took her drink gently from her hand. "Do you think you can please all of us?"
