Life is a series of small incidents, each one linked in the continuous flow of existence. When one of those small incidents alters the entire course of the rest of a life, there is happiness sometimes, sadness more often, regret, always. There is ever a touch of sorrow in the loss of the comfortable and the familiar.
Cindy Moore is a virgin bride, standing on the very threshhold of a dream. She is young, pretty, innocent, hopeful. But suddenly, all her hopes are shattered and she is swept into a depraved, sometimes illicit episode which threatens to change her life forever.
ANIMAL BRIDE-the story of one young girl's confrontation with tragic experience. A chronicle of an individual who must somehow find resolve in a hopeless situation.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Be gentle, darling. Remember, it's my first time!"
Jake Moore's thick cock pounded with excitement as he helped his young bride out of the last of her clothes. This wasn't the first wedding night Jake had been through. In fact, it was number four for the wealthy speculator. But there was something special about this one. His beautiful blonde bride, Cindy, was a virgin, an honest-to-God, trembling, wide-eyed virgin!
"You don't have to remind me of that, baby! My cock's been throbbing with frustration ever since the first time you held me back. Right now, it all seems worth it. Christ, you're beautiful!"
The bride was trembling with an excitement tinged with fear. For months, she had been longing for the moment when the handsome older man would finally sink his cock deep into her virginal pussy. Her mother had taught her lessons well. Cindy had held out for marriage, and marriage was what she had got. She was now Mrs. Jake Moore, wife of one of the wealthiest men in town. More than that, now she was free to make love and it would all be nice and legal.
Legal or not, there was still something very awesome about the lone thick cock that projected hard and ready from her husband's loins. Afraid to let her nervousness overwhelm her, Cindy closed her eyes for a moment. She could feel Jake's hands massaging her sensitive breasts. His fingertips roamed down over her trembling belly. They probed the thick thatch of her pubic hair. "Aaaahh ... aaahhhhhh." The blonde had to fight for breath. The shocking contact of his fingers on her clit left her panting and hungry ... for air and for more of his loving.
Jake's cock ached as he gazed down at the heaving globes of his new wife's round lush tits. The contrast between her ample bosom and her wasp-like waist sent a new charge of lust through his veins. He watched her naturally blonde cunt squirm up against his fingers. Virgin she might be, but it was already clear to Jake that Cindy was a natural-born lover.
Hell! that was the main reason why he'd married her. She wasn't going to let him have it any other way, and he was determined to find out exactly what she had. The thought of teaching her how to use it thrilled him.
More than the personal pleasure he expected her to bring him, Cindy would make a fine business asset. She had been well brought up. She knew how to cope with social situations of all kinds. She was demure without being overly shy. She was in fact exactly what Jake needed to accompany him in his rounds of well-positioned business contacts.
Unable to hold back any longer, he drove finger a up into her tight cunt. Her excitement had made her moist, though not wet. She was taut as a drum in there. "Christ, you've got a beautiful little pussy, baby!"
Her husband was kneeling over her, his cock swaying from his loins. His finger in her pussy felt good, but already she felt as if she was filled to capacity. How could she ever take anything as big as his cock?
"Mmmmmm! Oooooohhhh!" The finger working in and out of her cunt began to hypnotize her. Her anxiety about the greater penetration to come faded in the face of the moment's pleasure.
Though her mother had taught her strictly to save herself for her husband, she had never said anything against enjoying sex. In fact, she had counseled Cindy to expect anything and everything in the cause of satisfying her mate. Her limited experience with necking ... with the feel of a hard cock pressing against her belly through two layers of clothing ... had already taught Cindy to expect large doses of excitement from lovemaking. She was eager for the ultimate impalement. Though she h ad never been naked with a man before, she yielded herself readily to her new reality. Already, she felt, she had been a virgin too long. After all, she would be twenty on her next birthday! "Oh, darling! I feel so wonderful! So wonderful!"
As her firm young hips ground against his hand, Jake leaned forward to plant kisses over the heaving globes of her tits. He sucked greedily at a button-like pink nipple, tugging and biting it until it grew long and hard between his lips. Then he moved on to the other nipple, which was already swelling in sympathy to the arousal of the first. He could feel her pussy-walls clasping his finger greedily. His cock throbbed urgently. He pressed its rubbery length against her thigh.
"Oooohhh ... oohh, Jake! Ooooohhh!" The blood pounded through Cindy's veins. Cindy felt sure Jake must be able to hear her heartbeat. She felt herself losing control. His finger in her pussy made the juices flow wet, made her crave him. His mouth on her tits seemed to set up a direct line of stimulus to her cunt. His hard fleshy cock nudging her bare thigh was the final blow. That intimate gesture seemed to untie her nerve endings, to turn her into a mass of trembling tendrils of desire. How she wanted to feel that stiff cock invading the hot opening of her pussy! "Jake, darling! I'm so excited! I want you so much!"
The eager words from the lips of a virgin made Jake's cock swell once again, until it was on the verge of bursting. Her cunt, that had been damp when he first inserted his finger, was now soaking wet. He glanced down at the glistening shaft of his finger as he pulled out of her. That was a hot pussy if he had ever felt or seen one! "You ready for it, baby? You ready to feel my hard cock up in your cunt?"
Though the question was a harsh one, Cindy had no choice but to groan, "Yessss, oh, yesss!" She could douse the raging fire in her own loins. "Oh, Jake! I'm so glad we're together! I'm going to be such a good wife, sweetheart!"
"Oh yeah, beautiful! You sure are!" Jake pulled his finger from her pussy and positioned himself missionary-fashion over her squirming body. His cock-head grazed the fleshy softness of her cunt-lips. His urge was to ram her deep and hard. With supreme effort, he held himself in check. This was her first time, and he wanted to make it as good for her as possible. But he knew the pain was inevitable.
He shoved firmly against the resilient barrier of her hymen. It refused to yield. He could see that Cindy was getting anxious.
"Be careful, Jake darling! Don't hurt me!"
"Don't worry, baby! It'll be okay! Uuhh!" With one forceful shove he broke through her virginal barrier. Still her pussy clung to him so tightly, it was almost painful for him. He pushed a little farther inside, then held still as she moaned in anguish beneath him.
"Ooooohh, God, you've got to stop! It hurts, Jake! It hurts!" She was wide-eyed with the shock of the instantaneous switch from pleasure to pain. He could see she was on the verge of tears.
He stroked her soft blonde hair lovingly and planted soft kisses over her face and neck. Still, his cock remained buried halfway up in her clutching twat. "Ssh, baby! Just relax. It'll be all right. Just you wait. In a couple of minutes you'll be flying high again!"
She was still whimpering softly, but she let herself be comforted. It touched him that she had such implicit faith in him. Her trust made him want to treat her good. When she had calmed down a little, when the taut hold of her pussy on his cock had relaxed enough to let him move ... he began to move deeper into her. Slowly, ever so slowly, until his cock was buried all the way to the hilt. He let out a soft grunt of pleasure. At last this woman that he had desired for so long was his.
"Uuuuuukhh!"
He looked down into her face to see whether her cry was one of pain or pleasure. Her features were strained, but there was the unmistakable beginning of a smile. "How does it feel, baby?" he asked as he started to pull out of her in preparation for the next stroke.
She didn't answer him. She wasn't ready to answer. All her attention was focused on the brand-new sensations surging from her pussy and charging through her pinioned young body. She was being screwed for the first time in her life! A hard thick cock was forcing her cunt wide open, was forcing its way deep up into her longguarded hole.
"Oh, Jake! I like what you're doing to me, Jake!" she told him at last. Themental turn-on came before the physical. Soon, though, the last of the pain had evaporated. Body and soul were attuned on the incredible sensory ride the experienced older man was taking her on. Jake had been right. She felt like she was flying. "Oooooohhh! Ooooooooohhh Godd-d-d! It's soooo good!"
Jake began to surge his cock more impatiently deep up into her clinging cunt-passage. He could feel the sweat standing out on his back and belly as he labored over her lush young body. As Cindy grew more and more abandoned, she began to grind her loins up toward him, meeting him halfway in an erotic clashing of genitals.
"Uuuhh! Christ, it's hot up in there, baby!" he rasped. "You've got a sweet pussy, Cindy!" She was every bit as hungry as he had hoped she would be. She couldn't even wait for him to ram it into her. She was climbing right up his cock, begging for more of his filling presence.
Cindy had worried about whether she would be a good lover to Jake. After all, he had been married three times already, each time to a very beautiful woman. Would she know how to act, what to do to please him?
She wasn't worried anymore. She found it all came very naturally. Jake seemed delighted with the way she was responding to his cock-thrusts. She didn't even have to think about what to do next. She responded as though she had done all this before. Grinding her hips up this way, squirming her cunt that way ... every little movement conspired to make her feel just that much better. "Aaaaahhhh! Jake, darling! I'm so happy! So happy!"
The lovely blonde felt as if a great weight had at last been lifted from her shoulders. Suddenly she had found herself. She didn't have to hold back any longer. Now that she was married, she could make love as often as she liked, with no one to tell her no. Her life stretched before her like a beautiful, sun-dappled meadow. She was indeed truly happy. "Love me, Jake! Love me! Aaaahhh!"
The tight squeeze of her cunt-muscles on his cock was making it difficult for Jake to hold out. With every fiber of his being, he wanted to shoot his load of cum deep into her belly. But there was Cindy to think of, too. This was her first time, and he wanted to start her off right. He wanted her to remember the first time as a good time. He knew it would have a lot to do with how she would respond the next time ... and the next. He held her sex life in his hands.
She squirmed pleasurably beneath her husband as he pummeled her cunt again and again with his hard-driving penis. To her astonishment, she could feel the first pleasure she had known growing more and more intense. It seemed there was no limit to the sensation her body could experience. Her nerve endings were growing more and more jangled. She screwed her pussy up onto his cock with greater abandon. She was desperately striving for she knew not what.
Jake could see by the startled look in her eyes that she was not far from a crisis. Bracing himself firmly against the mattress on either side of her head he drove his penis up into her clasping cunt with hard heated strokes. He was working f or the moment when he would see her eyes light up with the joy of orgasm. "God, it feels good to screw you, Cindy! You're beautiful, baby! Beautiful!"
Her whole body felt so strange. So alive. So eager. So hungry. A short while ago, she hadn't known how her pussy could ever take such a big cock. Now it was exactly right, just what she craved.
The man was a little overwhelmed by the fury of his virgin bride's responses. She was squirming and wailing like a wild creature. He grinned proudly as he wondered what the people in the next hotel suite must be thinking about now. Probably so jealous they can't see straight, he told himself as he drove his cock deep into her tight clutching hole.
It happened suddenly, taking them both by surprise. Suddenly the young bride was cumming! "Oooohh! Oooohhh! God-d-d!" She hadn't expected this much. She had made herself cum many times with her hands, but she had never expected to cum the very first time with a man. She had heard of so many women who hadn't! She grinned a broad grin of lazy satisfaction. This cohabiting business was easy as falling off a log.
Now that the woman had climaxed, Jake lost little time in steering himself into a safe harbor. "Jee-zuz, baby! Here I cummmmm!" He had never felt so pleased with himself, or with a woman. The thought of his hot juices flowing from her violated hole made his cock start to throb again.
Both Jake and his new bride fell asleep with the same thought that night. It was delightful to be married.
Mmmm, Cindy thought, I hope every night's going to be like this.
CHAPTER TWO
Jake had had his diversion during the long months when he was courting a virgin. Her name was Babs. She had been introduced to him at a party by a mutual friend ... a friend who had been screwing Babs for several months.
The wealthy older man thought Babs made the ideal playmate for a man whose emotions were tied up elsewhere, but whose cock needed regular attention. She was a good-time girl. Not once did she evermention anything vaguely connected with love or romance. She seemed more interested in screwing and sucking.
It was not strange that Jake did not even once suspect the depth of feeling the girl had for him. He hadn't bothered to tell her he was engaged to someone else, but he had assumed she knew that. Their engagement party had even made the papers. As it turned out, everyone had made the same assumption that Babs knew all about Jake's commitment to Cindy Lewis. They took it for granted that Babs was with Jake for the laughs, as she had been with so many men before. Babs was heartbroken when she read about the marriage in the paper. Then she was angry. She was a woman who did not get over an anger easily.
She rang up Sid Maine the minute she grew calm enough to speak. Sid was Jake's chauffeur and an old flame of Babs. She had not once made love to him since she started seeing his boss. Other men didn't interest her much after Jake.
Now, however, Sid interested her. He was a weak man, and she was pretty sure she could make him see things her way. She had plans for Sid.
"Hi, beautiful!" He pinched her tit familiarly as he walked into her apartment. She was wearing a flowered, see-through blouse. Her ripe out thrusting tits seemed to beg for attention.
"Hi, Sid!" Despite the smoldering purpose she had been nursing all afternoon, his rough pinch sent a dart of desire down to her sensitive cunt. She hadn't seen Jake for close to two weeks and she was horny. She was beginning to remember some of the good times she and Sid had enjoyed back in the old days. She remembered how Sid had said he would do anything she ever asked of him. She had taken his vow with a grain of salt then. Now it was time to put him to the test.
Babs wound her arms sensually around the tall man's neck and thrust her tits against his chest. "Glad to see me, Sid?" Her eyes shone with promise.
"You bet, baby! It hurt my feelings for a while there, when you cut me off. But I knew you'd be back. I knew you couldn't forget old Sid or," he patted his crotch proudly, "old Peter here."
"You're right, Sid. Some nights, I used to wake up sopping wet, just from dreaming about you."
"Now that big man Jake's out of action, you're ready to slum with the hired help again, eh?" He was halfway kidding, but his eyes narrowed suspiciously. She knew he was testing her.
"You know better than that, Sid. I was afraid of him. He told me he'd bust my head open if I saw any other guys." The venom rose in her belly. She hissed her words through clenched teeth. "Then the dirty bastard turns around and marries some Miss Goody-Two-Shoes. Doesn't even tell me goodbye! Doesn't explain anything! He treated me like shit, Sid! Like shit! Who the fuck does he think he is! The two of them think they can just go off and live happily ever after! It's not right that they should, Sid ... not after what they did to me!"
Her anger seemed to feed the fires of her lust. She began to unbutton his shirt, to plant kisses all over his hairy chest. With every fiber of her being, she wanted to get this man on her side. She wanted him to quell the aching need in her belly. She was ready to tell him any lies that might serve her purpose ... make Jake a vicious heel ... make Sid the most desirable lover since Don Juan. "God, you feel good, Sid! I've missed you so much!"
She had worked her way down to his belt now. With trembling hands, she began to loosen the zipper of his fly. She pulled out the rigid shaft of his cock and closed her lips around the bulbous cock-head.
"Jee-zuz! Yeah, baby! Suck it!" Any doubts left in Sid's mind about the woman's honesty or her motives were scattered far and wide by the warm clasp of her lips on his penis. In a hot rush there surged back memories of the incredible lovemaking he had enjoyed with this eccentric brunette. He had never known Babs to do anything by half measures. No matter what she was doing, she did it intensely, as if her life depended on it, as if there was nothing else. This trait made her one hell of a lover. After Babs, other women had seemed a less than compelling way to get his rocks off. If loving was needing, he loved this beautiful, strange woman.
She felt his hands grasp hold of her hair and guide her head back and forth along his swollen cock. She felt a blaze of satisfaction. He was hooked. Any way she wanted to play it, he had no choice but to follow.
With hungry abandon, she worked her lips over the smooth fleshy contours of his hard penis. She stuck out her tongue and stabbed the little slit in his glans. Her tongue worked along the underside of his cock until it found the point where his ridge joined cock-head to shaft. She licked and sucked this sensitive area mercilessly, until he was groaning above her. She was aware of his knees trembling as he struggled to keep himself upright. It was just like old times. Sid had always been her best fan. He made her feel like she was the only woman in the world who knew how to make love.
"Uuuuhhh! Christ!" Overwhelmed by the intensity of feelings assailing his stiff cock, Sid pushed the brunette's head downward so she had to take his whole length in her mouth. "Yeah, baby! Suck it! Suck it! Jeez, no one gives head like you, Babs!"
To prove him right, she bobbed her head up and down over his penis with a fury matched only by a hungry jackal attacking his prey. Her tongue swirled around his fleshy cock as her lips worked all along its rock-hard surface. She liked to stab his cock here and there with unexpected little nudges of her tongue-tip. Sid never failed to groan in wanton response. His cries only goaded her into working harder.
Babs labored with a two-fold purpose. She was after pleasure, pure raw pleasure for the satisfaction of both herself and her moaning lover. And she was after power. Like a spider weaving its sturdy web, she was creating a mesh of lusty desire that would make the man crave more and more of her lurid attentions, that would make him do anything to hive her make love to him again.
She nibbled hungrily over the thick cock-shaft. Her tongue prodded the saliva-slickened curves and ridges of his penis with wanton gusto. She loved the way his cock felt in her mouth, so firm, yet so yielding to her sensuous manipulations, so ready to bend to the prods and lashes of her talented tongue. She had never enjoyed sucking a cock so much. She had never felt so utterly and completely abandoned to her desperate task.
"Mmmmmmm ... God, your cock tastes good! I could suck you all night, Sid! I've waited for this so long!"
In his aroused state, Sid was perfectly willing to believe her testimonies of renewed affection. To the tall man, the test was in the tonguing. And her wild mouth contortions were pushing him to the peak of passion. Babs must mean business. Even she had never before reached such heights of reckless ecstasy. His penis felt like it was getting bigger and bigger. Her mouth was drawing it out of him.
He watched her kneeling in front of him in her see-through blouse and her short skirt. The sight of her voluptuous body writhing and trembling with her eager movements excited him. He screwed his cock deep into her willing mouth as he imagined how hot her pussy must be getting about now. How the juices must be flowing down her thighs in keeping with the intensity of her abandoned gyrations. He imagined she would have no panties to get in the way of her cunt-juices. Babs had never liked to wear panties.
The squirming brunette mewled hungrily around the thick penis overflowing her mouth on each outstroke. Her pussy was flaring hot and ready beneath her short skirt. More and more, she was imagining how this fine hard cock would feel up inside her craving cunt-hole. "Hhhhnnnhhh!" She looked up at the man who towered over her. Her eyes were glazed with lust. "My pussy's so hot, Sid baby! Oh, it turns me on to suck your cock!"
The pleading look on her face went straight to Sid's groin. Her mouth was good, but her pussy was waiting. Gripping her head tightly, he shoved deep into the back of her throat two ... three ... four times. Then, abruptly, he pulled out of her. He maneuvered her around so her ass was wriggling up at him as he knelt on the rug behind her.
With trembling hands, he pushed her skirt up over her hips. Just as he had suspected! No panties! The firm round cheeks of her ass waved saucily at him. He leaned forward to take a peek at her pink snatch and her tiny puckered asshole, framed in their lewd halo of dark cunt-hair. He sucked his breath in sharply as his belly contracted with aching desire for her. "Christ ... let me at it!" he roared. Gripping her ass-cheeks fiercely, he guided his cock-head toward her pussy.
She squirmed urgently against his hands. "God, yes, Sid! Get it in me quick! I'm dying for your stiff cock, baby!" She closed her eyes tight and lunged back onto the prodding tip of his cock. His hot swollen penis soared deep up into her snatch! "Aaaaiiieeeee!"
Sid was still trying to catch his breath when she began to rotate her ass-cheeks vigorously around his deep-buried cock. With her typical greedy haste, she was begging him to screw her in a hard-driving rhythm. She wanted him to match her energy with his own. Her behavior left no doubt in his mind that she wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her ... had been wanting her ever since she had ditched him and started seeing Jake Moore almost a half-year ago.
"Christ, I don't believe your pussy, Babs!" His words exploded from his mouth in short gasps. "It's trying to eat me alive! I swear it! God, no woman can control her cunt the way you do!"
Though only twenty-three, the brunette had known many, many lovers, both men and women. She had made it her business to learn every trick of lovemaking. At parties, she had entertained men by picking marbles up off the rug with her cunt-muscles. Those who had tried her out later had found her pussy-control was every bit the turn-on for their cocks that they had hoped. In fact, it was such a recommendation that had first brought her to the attention of Jake Moore.
She thought of the wealthy older man, then cast his image from her mind. She didn't need him! But she'd sure as hell show him she wasn't a woman to be trifled with!
Babs drove her ass back against Sid's stiff cock again and again. Her genitals vibrated with the force of her efforts. She exploded in one mini-orgasm after another. "Uuuuhh! Aaaiiieee! Sid, you're good! You're good, baby!"
Her compliments made the man's pride and his cock swell. Hypnotized by the sexy sight of her shapely buttocks squirming back against his loins, he sank his cock far into her twat over and over again. His fingers clutched her smooth flesh so hard that they made white indentations haloed with red. She didn't seem to care or even to notice. The only sensations that were getting through to Babs were those of pure roiling pleasure.
He held her and shoved. Gripped her and reamed her deep. "Christ, I love screwing you, Babs! No one does it like you do! No one!"
Her thick dark hair flew around her head as she labored in the ecstasy of her abandon. Nothing existed for her now but the thick filling cock that split her pussy wide. She felt like her belly was overflowing with feeling. Her intense arousal only made her crave more and more.
The woman fell down onto her face on the rug, managing to take the man with her. His cock still worked steadily in and out of her hungry hole. The weight of his upper torso crushed her now, drove her clitoris into the rug beneath. Only his buttocks rose and fell with the fury of his screwing rhythm. His penis seemed to be invading her deeper than ever.
Sid could feel his cock-tip prodding deep in her cunt. There was a guts-raw excitement about flattening her with the weight of his body this way, binding her to the ground, while his cock plundered her in abandoned haste. Her squeals and moans told him she loved it. He loved it too. His cock was swelling to the verge of explosion.
Now Babs could revel in the animal thrill of being totally overwhelmed by the male. About the only part of her she could move freely was her fingers. His arms held hers pinned to the rug beside her head. His thrusting loins kept her buttocks down. She was filled to the brim with excitement and with a hard stiff cock. Her clit was being bruised roughly by direct contact with the rug beneath. She could feel it hard as a little pebble, ready to release a harsh welcome flow of ecstasy. "Screw me! Screw me, Sid! Oh shit, no one's ever done me like you do!"
At the moment, she meant it. Right now, she could not imagine being without Sid and his hard willing penis.
The two lovers reached the point of no return together. Their shrill cries merged in an erotic bellow that split the thick heated atmosphere of the room.
"Christ woman! I'm doing it to you! I'm filling you full of it, baby! Move that ass! Move it!"
She did her best to wriggle her buttocks up against him ... to pump the life-giving fluids from his exploding cock. Almost at once she could feel the warm wetness seeping from her hole, around the shrinking barrier of his penis. It felt so good, so satisfying to lay steeped in this hot moist testimony to his passion.
"Christ, Babs!" he grunted as he rolled off her. "I don't know how I've stood it ... being without you all these months! You're the greatest, baby!"
She snuggled up against him, burying her face against his sweat-soaked shirt. They hadn't even bothered to undress! That was the kind of urgency she liked! "So are you, Sid! I used to get so pissed at Jake Moore for not letting me see you! He was such a rotten bastard, Sid! So rotten! I've never been treated like that by anybody!" Tears began to overflow her smoldering brown eyes.
Sid held her close, protecting her. Already he was full of anger for the man who had abused this treasure of female sexuality. All he could think of was that it was Jake Moore who had kept him from her all this time--his own box! "He shouldn't have treated you bad, Babs! You're special!"
Babs almost grinned at the obvious anger in the man's voice. She knew she was going to win. "Will you help me get back at him, Sid? When the time is right?"
What else could the man do? His honor was at stake, along with that of the beautiful sexy brunette. "Sure, baby! You just give me the word."
This time, she did smile ... though she buried her face in Sid's armpit so he would not see. When she had regained her composure, she began to relate more lies about Jake's brutality and treachery. Sid was a big man. To make sure his cup was brimming over with anger, she laid on the venom with a trowel.
Sid was not the brightest man she had ever met. She didn't even bother to try to be subtle.
CHAPTER THREE
Babs did her work almost too well. It took some effort for her to convince Sid that he should not go out and punch his boss in the nose right away.
"I want you to act just the same as ever, Sid. We'll wait for our chance for something special. If you punch him in the nose, the only thing that will happen is you'll lose your job. Okay?"
"Okay," he conceded grudgingly.
He had good news for Babs within a couple of days. The honeymooners' retreat was going to be interrupted. Jake had been called to a crucial business conference in New York. Sid had been given the job of driving the new bride to Jake's mountain hideaway, where her husband would join her in two days' time.
Babs was silent for a long while after hearing the news. Then, "perfect," she said, and her eyes gleamed with triumph. "Sid, are you ready to do something? For me?"
"I'm ready." His reward was her warm generous lips closing around his rapidly swelling cock-shaft.
The same news that had so thrilled Babs had left Cindy heartbroken. "But it's so soon, Jake. We're just getting to know each other." The newlyweds had spent almost all their married life to date in bed. Cindy hadn't stopped quivering since the first moment her husband touched her. The thought of being separated from the man who was bringing her body so much joy brought her almost to the verge of panic. Two days without him? An eternity!
"I know, baby." he stroked her naked body tenderly. Jake was very pleased with his new wife. In their lovemaking marathon, she had proved herself an intensely sensual and stimulating companion. He had never yet found a woman so willing to learn or so eager to please. And he had only begun to teach her all he knew about the secrets of the senses. Jake was no more thrilled about the forthcoming business trip than Cindy was. Taking her along was out of the question. He was convinced it would break the spell of romance. Constant sessions with tough-nosed businessmen would leave him in no mood for lovemaking. Better that she should be waiting with bated breath for him when he returned ... not sitting in New York, pouting because he wasn't paying enough attention to her.
Cindy ran her tongue eagerly over her lips. Jake's skilled touch was bringing out goose bumps on her flesh. She could feel her heart beating faster. Her tirelessly hungry cunt throbbed responsively. "Ooohh, Jake. I'll be miserable without you!"
"So will I without you." He began to plant little kisses over her firm upthrusting tits, her sleek belly. It pleased him that she was quivering with desire for him. His cock began to swell to new life. Just think, Cindy," he crooned, "how much fun it will be to get together again. It'll be just like starting all over.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked down at his shock of thick graying hair. He was so handsome, so distinguished-looking. How she loved him. Suddenly she giggled. "It won't be exactly the same. Now I'll know what to expect, and I'll be greedier than ever."
He grinned up at her. "That's just fine with me, baby. I think I'll be able to handle it, don't you?"
Her eyes grew suddenly wide with shock. His kisses had progressed down farther than usual. He was kissing the sensitive peak of her clitoris! "Oooooohhhh! Ooooohhh!"
Cindy felt embarrassed. She didn't know nice people did this sort of thing. Could he really enjoy tasting her cunt? One thing she didn't question. It felt good. It felt awfully good. "Jake! What are you ... uuuuhhh!" She could feel her clit getting harder, more aroused as he licked it with stiff inciting prods of his tongue.
The experienced older man had been saving this surprise until his wife grew somewhat accustomed to screwing. He didn't want to; lay everything on her at once. One step at a time ... one new joy at a time. This would give her something to mull over when he was off in New York. "Mmmmm, baby! Your pussy tastes good!" As soon as the words were out, he drove his tongue deep up into her hot cunt.
"Aaaaaiiieeee!" Cindy thought she could feel herself blushing even as her body writhed in exquisite torment. The feel of her husband's tongue in her pussy was like nothing she had experienced so far. His tongue fluttered up inside her sensitive channel. It set up sympathetic vibrations throughout her defenseless body. Though she craved more of the stimulation, she still felt uncomfortably vulnerable. She still was not sure that this was all right.
Jake sensed her tension. He could feel her thighs rigid on either side of his shoulders. Her distress amused him. It made him feel all the more tender toward her for the innocent babe that she still was in many ways. He stroked her thighs and the soft, furry flesh of her outer cunt-lips as his tongue investigated her cunt. "It's good, Cindy," he told her in an intimate, reassuring voice. "I love you so much, baby! I love your pussy so much!"
The obvious feeling in his words helped the young bride relax. How could she think such an act was dirty or bad, when Jake was doing it out of love for her? He loved her pussy! He wanted to make it feel the best things possible.
And he was succeeding!
His tongue probed her pink wet flesh with rising abandon. He was leaving her no time to think. She could only respond ... respond to the rising tide of excitement that had set every nerve-ending resounding with lusty approval. "Aaaaaggghhhh! Oh Jake ... I love you! I love you!" Her words of devotion helped her let go. Their love made everything all right! She would do anything for love!
Her excited moans drove Jake on in his devoted labors. It thrilled him to think she had never before thought of what it would be like to have a mouth making love to her pussy ... let alone tried it. His tongue worked nimbly to bring her the maximum pleasure. His lips sucked hungrily on her soft pussy-lips. He stabbed her clitoris with the rolled peak of his tongue, then moved on down to tease the tiny opening to her cunt.
Jake smiled to himself as gradually she started to grind her hips up to meet his tireless tongue thrusts. Her movements were timid at first. They were scarcely noticeable. But he had been watching for a sign of her complete surrender. Her efforts gave him pleasure. His aching cock throbbed as he grasped hold of her buttocks just hard enough to give her something to struggle against. Almost at once, her gyrations grew more abandoned. Jake could feel himself trembling. "God, it's good to eat your cunt, Cindy!" Her sweet juices fired the flames of h is desire for her. She was so new, so pure in her responses.
He thanked the heavens that he had had the patience to wait for this prize. He even thought fleetingly that someday he would have to thank Babs Mulligan for helping him let off steam through the long vigil. Babs was the very opposite of his gentle pure wife, but she had been one hell of a release when he had needed it.
The harder she squirmed against her husband's restraining arms, the wetter Cindy's pussy grew. She could feel it opening shamelessly under his attentions. It was so good! Nothing so good could be bad! She wanted it! She wanted them to be total lovers. There was nothing they were afraid to do together, in the privacy of their wedded bliss! "Jake! Jake! It's so good, darling!"
There was no doubt in Jake's mind that he had won his wife over completely to the allure of this new forbidden pleasure. His fingers stroked her cunt-lips, on either side of his contorting mouth. One fingertip found its way down to the tight little pearl of her anus. He stabbed it playfully. The finger was just wet enough from her juices to slip inside her asshole.
"Oooohh!" Cindy's response was abrupt and urgent. Even this depraved stimulation excited her. She was so thoroughly involved in the mounting pleasure Jake's tongue was dealing her pussy that she scarcely noted the perversity of this new element. She squirmed her pussy down against Jake's face, at the same time driving the finger deep into her anus. "Aaaiieeee! Oooooohh, baby! You make me feel so wonderful!"
One sensation merged with another as the blonde's body quivered with growing abandon. Even in a few days of lovemaking, she was getting experienced enough to recognize the signs of approaching crisis. Jake's tongue and lips and fingers were guiding her slowly but surely to the very peak of arousal, from which she knew there was only one way back. They were going for the biggie!
Sensing that his wife was approaching climax, Jake wriggled his tongue more heatedly in along the blond-fringed furrow of her twat. He stabbed and licked and laved with a lover's desperation. This was his last chance to make love to his wife for two whole days. It was going to be a good show. Forty-eight hours' worth of memory.
"Jake! Oh Jake! It's getting so good, baby! I'm getting so high! Love me! Love me, Jake!"
His tongue flew rapidly down one side of her pussy and up the other. He licked greedily at her juices that flowed in sweet profusion from her cunt. Suddenly a tense feeling overcame her.
"Oh, darlingg-g! I'm cummmmmingg-g!"
He kept on gently licking her twat until she lay in mewling contentment, spent and pleased. The lovers lay in each other's arms for some time, until Cindy suddenly tried to wriggle free.
"Where do you think you're going?" he teased her, holding her firmly against him.
"I want to do something for you now." She had become suddenly very shy. Her blue eyes were cast downward. He lifted her chin tenderly. "What's that, baby?" She hesitated. At last she spoke. "I want to ... suck your cock."
The lewd words from her innocent lips made his cock start to throb with renewed life. But he was firm with her. "Not now, baby. I have to start getting ready to leave. And besides ... " He was moved by the disappointment in her eyes. "I want to save that for our homecoming. It'll be something special to look forward to."
"I wanted to make it as good for you as it was for me."
"I know, baby ... and you will. In two days, we'll have the wildest head session you ever saw."
His lightness revived her own sense of humor. She had wanted so much to please him, it was going to be hard to wait two more days. But he was right. It would be something special to look forward to.
It was an effort for her to rise and dress in preparation for their trip to the airport. She found it hard not to cry when the intercom finally announced his flight. The only thing that held her back was the presence of Sid, the chauffeur, who had returned to fetch her for the drive home.
The last thing Jake said was a reminder to his chauffeur. "You take good care of this woman, you hear? She's special."
"Yes, sir." Sid's face was impassive as he waved his boss on his way. He escorted the lady of the house back to the Lincoln and drove her home. She made no effort to start a conversation, and Sid remained equally quiet.
He felt the least the pretty blonde deserved was a chance to mourn the departure of her new husband. Her mind would be full of other things soon enough.
CHAPTER FOUR
Babs' plan was a daring one--and vicious. She told Sid she wanted him to desert the woman somewhere in the woods, en route to the mountain cabin. Then he was to go on to the cabin himself, and make it look as though the young wife had been there. That was to throw the inevitable search party off the track.
"But ... I thought it was Jake we were supposed to be getting back at." Sid had done several things in his life he was not proud of, but murder was not one of them. "It doesn't seem fair to hurt her for what her old man did."
"Serves her right for not seeing through the bastard! Look, Sid! What better way to get at him than to make off with his precious new bride? It's not as if you're going to kill her or anything. She'll turn up, sooner or later. And by then, we'll be long gone ... off on the west coast starting a new life together, just the two of us."
Her sweet vision of bliss was intensely appealing to Sid. He was willing to risk greatly for the chance of winning the lusty brunette for his own. But he was not totally blind to the possibility that Babs might change her mind somewhere along the way. He had his own plan brewing in the back of his head, a plan for protecting himself from the new Mrs. Moore's wrath. If she did get back to civilization, he wanted to be good and sure she wouldn't squeal on him.
Several times on the long ride up to the cabin, he looked into the rear-view mirror at the beautiful blonde sitting quiet and alone, obviously feeling totally forlorn without her new husband. She was so innocent-looking, so radiant. The more he looked at her, the more he understood what it was that had made Jake Moore choose her for his fourth bride. She made a man want to be all man for her. Sid couldn't keep his eyes off her baby-soft, sensual lips.
"Oh, Sid." At last she leaned forward to speak to the chauffeur. "I'd like to stop in the next town, please. I'm thirsty."
"How about something from the bar, Mrs. Moore? A nice cold glass of chablis?"
Cindy was not much of a drinker. But today she was feeling a little blue. She missed Jake so much, and they had only been separated half a day. Hearing the chauffeur call her Mrs. Moore sent a little tremor of excitement through her. She could hardly wait to be Jake's woman again. "Okay ... that'll be fine."
Sid stopped the car and poured the blonde a generous tumbler of wine. He watched her drink greedily. From observing her with his boss, he knew she was not accustomed to alcohol. He refilled her glass, then moved the car back onto the narrow, two-lane road.
Again he watched her in the rear-view mirror. Her face looked much more relaxed now, more cheerful. The thought of her weakened condition made his cock throb in his pants.
They drove through the last town on the way to the cabin. They were making their way through heavy forest when Cindy again leaned forward and asked to stop at the next town. Sid realized she was after a rest stop this time, but he didn'tmention the fact there were no more towns along the way. He waited until her need to piss became urgent.
"When is the next town, Jake?"
"I think I might have made a mistake, ma'am. There may not be any more towns."
"Oh, phooey. How much farther to the cabin then?"
"About sixty miles."
In his mirror, he saw her flush with strain and embarrassment. "Well, I'm going to have to stop, Sid. Wherever it's easy to pull up."
He parked the car a little ways into the woods, so as not to draw the attention of any passing cars. The chances of anyone coming by were slim. The road lead only to a few private lodges. He watched her pick her way through the brush down a little hillside. When she was out of sight, he slipped quietly from the car and followed her. Her panties were still down around her ankles when he found her. A surge of lust shot through him. He was beginning to enjoy the prospect of his own twist in Babs' carefully laid plans.
"Sid! What do you think you're doing?" Before she could pull up her panties he grabbed her wrists, so abruptly that she fell onto her back on the ground. She stared up at him horrified, unable to speak. She didn't seem aware of the flash she was giving him of blonde pussy-hair and pink cunt.
"An unexpected change in plans, Mrs. Moore," he told her as he pulled her roughly back up onto her knees. He held her head firmly with one hand while he pulled out his cock with the other. She tried to wriggle free but the strain on her hairroots brought tears to her eyes. Horror made her blue eyes huge as she stared unbelieving at the thick swollen cock he was presenting to her. "Suck my cock, Mrs. Moore. I'm going to have to leave you here, and I don't want your bad-ass husband to know you'd been sucking the chauffeur's cock, would you now?"
"Mmm ... mmmmppphhh!" She tried to manage some kind of verbal protest, but he pressed his cock-head roughly against her lips. The tension was too much for her. She had to part her lips and let in his long throbbing cock.
Sid grunted excitedly and began to saw his hard cock in and out of her mouth. Her mouth felt incredibly hot and smooth. He closed his eyes and threw back his head while his hands maneuvered her head back and forth, back and forth. He congratulated himself on this lurid change in plans that he had thought up all by himself. No doubt Babs would not approve, but Babs had had her rounds with Mrs. Moore's old man. Now it was his turn to sample the best of the Moore household.
Raw shock, horror, disbelief assailed the young bride's baffled senses. She had been caught completely off guard by the chauffeur's lewd assault. Only gradually did the true depravity of what was happening to her register.
At first, nothing had been more important than to maneuver her head in some way that would ease the pain on her scalp. She had tried to fight the fat cock-head that pressed against her lips, but giving in had not seemed too great a sacrifice to stop the relentless pain.
Only when his fleshy penis was working back and forth between her lips did she gain full consciousness of what was happening. She was being forced to suck this man's cock. After she had saved herself for nineteen years for her husband, this villain was taking away one of the last virginal gifts she had been saving for Jake. He was destroying the blooming happiness so carefully nurtured over the few days since her wedding.
Tears came to her eyes as she remembered the surge of love she had felt when she offered to suck Jake's cock their last time together. He had told her to save it for something special. Now this horrible man was destroying the specialness. He was desecrating her and her virginal sacrifice to Jake. She would never be the same! Never!
His thick cock became more and more distasteful to her as he drove his penis again and again far into the back of her throat. Several times she thought she would surely choke. But it seemed the endurance of the human body was greater than that of the mind. Despite her lathing for her attacker, she was giving him pleasure. He was moaning and grunting like an animal over her. And terrifying as the experience was for her, she did not faint or falter. Her mouth continued to grapple with the thick intrusion of his plundering penis.
"mmmmmmmpphh. N-no! Mmpphh!" Though she was helpless against his strength, she still tried to cry out protests. The lonely sound of the wind rustling the oak leaves overhead seemed to mock her feeble efforts. There was no one to hear.
As her protesting lips struggled with his hard cock, Sid found himself entertaining treacherous thoughts. He had always thought Babs gave the best blowjobs in the world. But there was an undeniable raw primitive excitement about the way the blonde's mouth was working over his penis. Maybe it was just the perversity of the circumstances, but he had never been more thrilled by the prospect of filling a woman's mouth with great hot spurts of his life-giving juices.
"Suck it, bitch! Suck my cock, baby!" It wasn't often Sid gave free rein to the frustrated passion that lay beneath his calm, almost timid front. Forcing the young bride to suck his cock in the wilderness had aroused an incredible surge of lust from somewhere deep in his groin. He felt strong, powerful, invincible. Like a rutting beast, he strove victoriously for his own base pleasure. He gave no thought to the terrified anguish of the girl.
His hands moved Cindy's head roughly back and forth along his stiff cockshaft. The blonde had faced the face now that there would be no freedom for her until the man had had his way with her virgin mouth. She began to work her mouth more ardently, to maneuver her tongue with greater abandon. She wanted it to end, and the sooner the better. If giving him the kind of headjob he was after would make him stop, then she would suck for all she was worth. Already she felt as if her mouth was no longer her own. She wanted with all her might to be free of the thick filling intrusion of his penis.
A slow lusty smile drifted over the man's features. "Hot damn! That's the stuff! You're really getting into it now, aren't you, girl? shit ... ooooohh! Man, you've got potential, Mrs. Moore. Mr. Moore's one lucky dude!" It gave him a perverse satisfaction to remind himself that this was his boss' sweet young bride whose mouth he was ravishing. This was what Jake Moore deserved for stealing Babs away. The way Sid looked at it, he was turning a steal into a fair exchange ... tit for ... or mouth for mouth. He imagined Babs' mouth working around Jake Moore's cock, and a flash of anger took hold of him. Again, he pulled harshly on the woman's hair. "Come on ... move it, bitch! Faster!"
Cindy's belly was an empty well of despair. How could she ever be a good wife to Jake again, after this? More important now, though, than the course of the rest of her life was the next few minutes. She had to make him leave her alone!
Though she had no experience with cock-sucking, Cindy let her instincts be her guide. She nibbled hungrily at the stiff shaft of the tall man's cock. Her tongue stabbed his fleshy round cock-head with eager maddening little strokes. His groans became longer and louder. She felt his cock grow even larger between her lips. Surely he could not hold on much longer!
He looked down at her disheveled blonde head moving frantically over his erect cock. Her full sensual lips molded themselves around his penis as if it were a tasty popsicle. The sight made his balls throb with a dull ache. He couldn't believe that a girl this young and innocent-looking could have had much experience with giving head. But the new Mrs. Moore was undeniably gifted at her task. His cock felt so damned good, he was reluctant to see her stop. But he knew that, before too long, nature would take its course. He would have to shoot his hot boiling load deep into her throat. His brain was fuzzy with excitement. He could hardly wait to see her virginal mouth swallow every last drop of his juices. "Oooohh! Jee-zuz! Jee-zuz! Suck it, cunt!"
Though Sid knew it would not be wise of him to hang out here in the woods too much longer, he began to dream about what it would be like to screw the tender young bride. If her mouth was this stimulating, her pussy had to be even better! Maybe ... just maybe, he could let himself work up to another hard-on before driving on to the cabin ... before leaving the teenager to her questionable fate.
Though an agony of humiliation shot through Cindy's heart each time he told her to suck, she did as she was told. Her mouth worked wildly, frantically. Her whole body quivered with the fury of her effort. She never let her mouth pull too far back off his cock. If she did, he would pull her hair cruelly. She labored in the confined space of the length of his cock.
Her saliva made his penis glisten obscenely. Several drops of his cum seeped from his glans, a warning of the greater explosion to come. She had no choice but to swallow his juices. The depraved act only added to the torture she was already experiencing. How could she ever face the world again after being so abused?
She thought back to her ideals of less than a day before. Then, she had been willing to make any erotic sacrifice for love. Now she was reduced to a slavish acceptance of the most agonizing abuse, just to save herself from pain. She felt weak and ugly. And lost. Most of all, she felt very lost. It was almost as if nothing really mattered any more.
Her lips grasped his cock tightly. They worked back and forth along his turgid penis with a steady, unrelenting rhythm. Sid's cries grew louder and more abandoned. Suddenly, he knew that she had won. She was sucking the juices right out of him!
In Sid's mind, he was filling her full of her sweet hot reward ... letting her swallow his jizz. "Come on, bitch! Oh shit! Yeah! Swallow it all, baby!"
Tears streamed down her eyes as she struggled to cope with the plentiful rush of cum. She swallowed it all, every last drop ... then licked the contours of his cock clean. She could feel his hold on her hair relaxing. He was off-guard, overwhelmed by the fury of his release.
She grabbed her opportunity. Pulling her panties from her ankles to give her freedom to run, she took off into the bushes. She didn't know where she was going. She had lost all sense of direction. All she knew was that she had to get away.
Sid's gut reaction to was to take off after her, but the woods were thick. In only a few moments, he had lost all trace of her. The silent trees towered over him, confining him.
He felt a sudden deep-wrenching fear. The knowledge of what he had just done struck home with the force of a tidal wave striking a sandy cliff. His instinct was to flee the scene of his crime.
Once he had the car safely back on the road, he gradually regained his self-confidence. He had done what Babs wanted him to do, with a slight addition for his own satisfaction. His cock throbbed happily in his pants. That had been some blow-job. No longer would he feel annoyed when Babsmentioned Jake Moore's name. The score was even.
He went to the cabin and opened the shutters, put a small fire in the fireplace. He packed the young wife's belongings in the bureau, made some coffee and drank a couple of cups. Then he drove back down the mountain.
Mission accomplished. Except somebody owed him a good screw!
CHAPTER FIVE
Too exhausted to think any more about the ordeal she had been through, Cindy lay down on a bed of leaves to rest. She was hopelessly lost in the midst of first-growth forest. Rather than panic, she experienced only a total, soul-shattering fatigue.
When she awoke, it was the dawn of a new day. The blonde looked around her, confused. Now, panic set in.
In her sleep Cindy's legs had splayed far apart. Between them stood a tall, impressive-looking beast. He looked like a big dog, but the first thought that passed through Cindy's mind was that here was a wolf who was going to attack her.
Too afraid to move, even to pull her legs together, she looked at the animal and trembled. To her surprise and delight, the creature bent down and licked her knee, then her thigh. Almost hysterical with relief, Cindy began to giggle. She reached out to stroke the dog's big head. "You're tickling me with that big tongue of yours! Now cut that out!"
He reached up and licked her face, then he returned his attention to her thighs. Cindy's dress was pulled up so her naked cunt was exposed to the dog. She didn't think to pull it down. After all, he was only an animal. What did he notice? What did she care? She was lost and alone, with who knew what chance of getting out alive. It was nice to have company. She continued to stroke the dog's head as he licked his way steadily up her milk-white thigh.
"What are you doing here, boy? Are you lost too? I hope not. I want you to show me the way out of here!" She was trying to be brave, and she was painfully aware of her effort. Her strenuous stroking of the dog's neck was to keep herself from thinking, from bursting into tears. She clutched great handfuls of his thick fur as though it were a lifeline.
Her response to the animal grew more and more feverish as his tongue licked the sensitive flesh high up on her thigh. Her pussy was matted with her juices from yesterday's frightening ordeal. The scent attracted the dog's attention. His long tongue attacked her quivering, blonde-fringed cunt-slit. It snaked all the way up over the pink hidden bud of her clit.
"Aaaiiieeee! Oh my God!" In her weakened emotional state, Cindy collapsed back on her bed of leaves as though she had just been hit with a ton of bricks. The animal's assault had taken her breath away. Too defenseless to fight the feelings, she experienced an overwhelming surge of naked pleasure.
Pleased with the tasty discovery he had made, the dog began to lick her dewy pink flesh with ravenous haste. First her puckered asshole, then her tight little cunt-hole, then her sensitive clitoris ... all fell plenty to the thrilling contact of the wet, flexible surface of his tongue. Cindy held her thighs wide apart, giving the dog easy access to her vulnerable moist treasures.
Before the previous afternoon's wretched experience, Cindy could never have imagined herself giving in to such perverted stimulation. But right now, as she lay lost and abandoned in the midst of a dense forest, the animal's tonguing gave her just the feedback she needed. The little pleasure was going a long way to easing the tight anguish in her belly and the pumping fear in her heart.
Despite the humiliation the chauffeur had subjected her to yesterday, the fear that Cindy had undergone had in a perverse way been exciting ... to her genitals, at least. Like the rest of her body, they had spasmed in resistance to the man. But that clenching had left her right on the edge of intense pleasure. The dog was releasing that pleasure now. Gone at last was the need to hold herself in.
Pent-up emotion surged from her being, turning her into a moaning squirming mass of need. She flailed her blonde head from side to side on the forest mat of leaves. Her young pussy ground up against the dog's muzzle. She was actively seeking out more of the forbidden tongue-strokes. With wanton abandon, she pulled her dress up high over her hips. "Oh, yesssss ... yes, that's nice, darling!"
Cindy did not stop to consider the depravity of her behavior. She needed what the dog was doing to her too much right now. She could not question such sweet delivery from her fear and panic. Like a child, she accepted what was given to her with whole-hearted gratitude.
Again and again, the dog's long pink tongue glided up over her pink-fleshed cunt. Her pussy-lips sparkled with the mixture of her juices and the beast's saliva. Several times, his tongue-tip caught in the tiny hole of her pussy. It darted a short way up inside, before slipping out and proceeding on up to her clitoris. It was when his tongue actually penetrated her cunt that Cindy experienced the most intense arousal.
"Uuuuuhhh! Ooooooohhh ... yesssssss! You're such a wonderful doggie!" She tried to capture his tongue up inside her craving hole, but it was quick and slippery. Each time she lost it, she moaned with disappointment. Then, with mounting enthusiasm, she tried again to capture his elusive cock in her awakening hole.
Her buttocks ground fiercely up off the forest floor. Her kinky blonde pussy-hair framed the dog's muzzle like a lewd moustache as she tried to drive his tongue deeper into her cunt. His cold nose pressed abruptly against her clitoris and she trembled and mewled like a wild creature. It was so good! So unbelievably good to be licked to distraction by a brute animal!
What had become of her? Had her mind snapped after only a few hours of being lost in the woods? Where was her self-control ... her respect for the vow she had made only days before to her new husband?
Instinctively, she drove the image of Jake from her mind. It was too painful for her to consider how far she had strayed in the short while since they had parted. Though none of it was her fault, still she felt she had failed him somehow. She had ceased to be his mysterious virgin bride. She was a lost woman, used and abused.
"Oooohhh, lick me! Lick meeeee!" To drive the thoughts away, she screwed her loins more urgently than ever up against the dog's face. She bent her knees and pulled her feet up to her ass so her fragile cunt-lips were spread wide for him. "Come on, boy! Ooohhh, you're so good to me! I'm so glad you're here! Uuuuhhh!"
Time stood still for the lost bride as she writhed heedless beneath the dog's tireless tonguing. Pleasure-throbs surged from her pussy through her every nerve ending. They grew stronger as her excitement swelled. She could feel her cunt wide open, welcoming the dog with obscene eagerness.
To add even further to her pleasure, she pulled open the front buttons of her dress and pushed up her bra. Her fingertips tugged skillfully at the rosy buds of her nipples. The full round globes of her tits heaved as she panted with her lusty efforts. Feverishly, she squeezed and stroked her breasts until her nipples were hard little gumdrops standing erect on the peaks of her creamy hillocks. As though there were a direct line from tits to pussy, shocks of raw pleasure darted back and forth like messages on a busy telephone wire. The girl was beside herself with lust.
The dog never slackened his pace though the blonde's wanton writhing taxed him severely. His head moved dutifully from side to side and up and down as she squirmed her hot pussy in front of him. He appeared to be enjoying their lewd coupling as much as she was. He lapped up her cunt-juices eagerly. His tail wagged happily as he worked.
With startling abruptness, Cindy's excitement grew to gargantuan proportions, forced her over the peak into a stunning intense explosion. "Oh, darling! You're making me cum! I'm cummmmingg-g!" Her pussy humped lewdly up against his muzzle as she worked out the demon fires that burst from her belly.
Slowly she drifted down from the peak into a contented snooze. When she awoke, she was alarmed to find the dog had gone.
CHAPTER SIX
Undecided what to do next, Cindy continued to sit in her protected spot, hoping against hope that the animal would return. At the moment, he seemed like her only salvation. She had no idea how far she was from the road. Only vague memories of running and running from the awful man remained to her. She didn't even remember from what direction she had come.
The urge to break down, to give way completely to the tears that hovered just beneath the surface, was great. But Cindy fought bravely against her baser instincts. Her desire to live was strong. She did not intend to just lie down and give up.
A delighted cry broke from her lips as the dog emerged from the trees. "Oh, you beautiful dog! You came back to me!" As she hugged the furry beast, memories of their unashamed contact surged back to make her cunt throb hungrily. She could almost feel the big soft tongue wriggling its way over her sensitive flesh. "What's this? Did you bring me a present?"
From his mouth she pulled a hunk of meat. As she inspected the grubby offering, the big animal wagged his tail expectantly, looking up at her for approval.
Cindy was deeply touched by the human-like gesture from the friendly animal. "Oh, it's wonderful! Thank you, handsome!" She smelled the meat, which was cooked, and decided it was fresh. She was hungry enough not to be picky. She nibbled timidly at first, then tore off large chunks of the stuff and gulped it down. Only when she was almost finished eating did she realize the significance of the meat's being cooked. The dog must have gotten it from someone! He must know where there were people!
She stroked his head eagerly. "Hey, you beautiful big critter! Are you going to show me where you got this? Will you take me to the people?"
She was ready to rise to her feet and follow him, but the dog had other ideas. He pushed her chest firmly with his head, knocking her flat onto the ground. Then he began to nudge her with his nose, obviously trying to get her to roll over.
Trembling and curious, Cindy positioned herself on hands and knees in front of her canine rescuer. She looked back over her shoulder at him as he surveyed the contours of her upturned ass. Her dress was up around her waist, so her whole smooth white ass was exposed to his gaze. She could feel the soft wafting of the wind over her exposed asshole and pussy. She shivered.
"Oh, I'm so excited, doggie! Are you going to lick me again!" The very perversion of the dog's eagerness to investigate her body once more sent throbs of anticipation down Cindy's spine. Though she was eager to find her way out of the forest, memories of the dog's splendid tongue made her bow to his obvious wishes. Also, there was something masterful about the huge creature's manner that made her feel somewhat timid. She didn't feel brave enough to resist him. He was a friendly beast, for sure, but his tongue on her cunt had given Cindy her own ideas about who between the two of them was boss.
Kneeling in slavish submission before the dog, Cindy experienced for the first time in her life the depraved thrills of masochism. She was totally exposed to the dog, his for the taking. When his tongue shot out and up into her dilated pussy-hole, she thought she would faint with pure animal passion.
"Oooooooohhh! Jeezz-zz!" She squirmed her ass-cheeks back into his face as he tongued her savagely. Already she was looking forward to her second tumultuous orgasm of the day. She knew now what the dog's tongue could do. She was ready for it! "Lick me! That's it, darling! Make my pussy feel good!"
A guilty jolt in her belly reminded Cindy what a short time it had been since she had flushed with embarrassment under her husband's tongue. Now here she was encouraging a brute beast to lick her cunt ... and doing it in the most bold language. Deep in her guts, she blamed Sid the chauffeur for this new raunchy side of herself that had come to the surface. Without his perversion, she would be safely in the cabin, waiting for Jake. Not rutting like a beast in the woods with a dog lover. She seemed to be turning almost overnight into a totally new person.
The ferocity of her sexual arousal frightened Cindy. She had enjoyed sex with Jake. She had been a responsive lover. But she had not been operating on this primitive level of raw belly urge. Her body craved this dog's tongue like it had never responded to anything before. "OOohh, yes! Ooh, it's good!"
Suddenly the dog's tongue was gone from her pussy. Irritated, Cindy looked back over her shoulder. She felt the animal's paws clutch her hips at the same time as she saw his head rear up over her ass. He was mounting her!
Horrified at this new stunning turn of events, Cindy tried to wriggle away. It was no good! The dog held her firmly. What's more, there was something hard stabbing against the tender flesh up between her thighs. Cindy looked down beneath her torso and spied the long red shaft of the dog's cock! There was no doubt about it! He was planning to ... screw her!
"Oh, my God!" she wailed to the silent watching trees. Fiercely she struggled to get free. Her efforts had precisely the opposite effect of what she was after. They excited the dog. They made his cock thmsh more urgently up against her pussy-furrow.
At last, she squirmed her cunt-hole right into the line of fire. His stiff cock rammed right up into her pussy!
"Aaaaaggghhhh!" she wailed as pain assaulted her near-virginal cunt. The dog was merciless. Instead of giving her time to adjust to his brutal impalement, he started to stroke his cock fiercely in and out of her pussy. Despite their spasms of discomfort, her cunt-walls were forced to split wide to make room for the rigid canine penis.
She was battered forward on each lusty stroke of the hard dog-cock. Struggles to be free became more futile than ever. It was enough of an effort to keep herself from being slammed right into the nearest tree trunk. She had to brace herself to withstand the harsh forward rhythm. Bracing herself only helped drive his cock deeper into her cunt. "No! Stop! Don't hurt meeeee!"
Though she couldn't tell the difference at first, it was not so much pain that Cindy was experiencing as fear. It had all happened so suddenly. One minute she was looking forward to a nice hot lick-job. The next she was skewered on the end of an animal's penis! The fury of his sexual need made her feel horribly vulnerable ... as though he might rip her apart at any moment. "No! No! No!"
Purely in the interests of self-preservation, she tried to relax. The blonde realized that was probably the only way to be sure the dog would not hurt her. He was not as likely to miss his aim on a relaxed, receptive pussy.
Relaxing under the circumstances was the most difficult thing she had ever done. She clenched her cunt-lips tight, then concentrated on letting go ... letting go. She grew gradually more aware of the feel of the stiff penis massaging the walls of her cunt. With time, she became aware of the pleasure.
Perverted as it was, she was getting pleasure from the stimulus of a dog-cock screwing her pussy!
Native inhibition made her fight for a while against her own surrender. To let go now, to succumb to the thrill of being screwed by a dog! It was too much! Surely she hadn't sunk that low! "No! No!" She continued to whimper in protest. But as the tone of the no slowly changed, it sounded more and more like yes!
The tapered hard dog-penis was like nothing Cindy had ever experienced before. Its relentless eagerness, its unbelievable hardness made her whole body tremble. As the turgid cudgel pulled out of her clenching pussy, the blonde was already looking forward to the next inthrust. Being screwed by the beast was almost like doing it with a machine. He never slowed, never faltered. His rhythm was swift, regular, compelling. It was inevitable that at last it should snap the last of Cindy's resistance.
"Oh God, yessssss! Screw meee! Screw me like that, darling! You're so good! So good!" Her tight asscheeks began to squirm eagerly back to meet the animal's every inthrust. Her buttocks ground wantonly against his hairy loins. Even the contact of fur on her bare flesh increased her arousal. She was totally gone ... totally involved in what was happening! Even the brush of the fresh forest air against her naked skin acted like a goad to her base eroticism.
The dog clutched her gyrating asscheeks with feverish intensity. His hips moved automatically. Again and again and again his bright red cockshaft drove deep into her soft pink pussy. His tongue lolled from his mouth, dripping saliva onto her disheveled dress. The surrounding oaks made the perfect setting for the earthy rites that had united woman and beast in their primal rhythm.
"Uuuuuhhh!" Cindy's tongue too hung from her mouth. Her slavish self-abasement had left her more turned-on than ever before. The physical danger of her circumstances made her excitement that much more intense. There was a life-and-death element to her passion. The dog might well be the last lover she would ever know! Fear and horror had over the past several hours translated themselves into a burgeoning lust for life ... and for the stiff dog-cock reaming her deep.
It seemed an eternity to the straining blonde that she knelt before the animal ... shoved her ass-cheeks back against his loins ... squeezed greedily on the cock filling her pussy. Her tits had fallen free of her unbuttoned dress and she managed to reach up and squeeze one, and then the other. Her nipples were already swollen, the tips hard as pebbles. The feel of her own fingers caressing her firm globes sent goose-bumps careening up and down her thighs and spine. She was a quivering mass of sensation.
"Come on, darling! Screw me! Screw me!"
Eager and willing to please, the dog ravaged her pussy with even greater abandon. Cindy thought she could feel his cock growing harder, more filling in her. His shaft seemed to squeeze more intimately against the contours of her pussy-channel. Larger and larger it grew, filling every part of her cunt.
Suddenly his pace grew shorter, harder, deeper. She knew he was cumming in her. He was filling her pussy with dog-cum!
Far from revolting her, the thought drove the excited teenager bride over the top. She too was experiencing the torrential flood-tide of climax. "Ooohh, oooooooohhh! It's soooo good to cummmmm!"
When the dog had spilled the last of his load into her twat,, he dismounted and stretched out lazily on the ground next to her. Cindy put an arm around him and snuggled into his furry shoulder. "I've never felt like this! Never!" she repeated over and over. Even now, Cindy was having trouble believing that all that had happened was real.
Eventually, one reality struck home. She was lost in these lonely woods. Already it was well into the afternoon. The thought of another night spent sleeping on leaves, hungry and alone, set her in motion. "Come on, doggie darling. Show me where you got this meat!" She smoothed her hair as best she could with her fingers and arranged her dress. She was already thinking positive. Soon she would be seeing people. She wanted to be ready.
The dog sniffed what was left of the meat, then ate it. Then he began walking. He paused from time to time while the girl fought her way through underbrush. It was more than an hour before they stood on the edge of a large clearing. In the middle sat a large hunting lodge, a little run down but obviously inhabited.
"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed as tears sprang to her eyes. She began to run toward the cabin.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jake was alarmed to hear the front doorbell ringing at this hour. It was already past eleven. He had just about resigned himself to the end of another tension-wrought day spent directing the search for his missing wife.
He was finishing his third unwind-martini. He carried the glass to the front hall with him. The servants had already retired for the night.
The handsome speculator was expecting to greet one of the men he had hired to search for Cindy. He was totally unprepared for the sexy brunette in the clinging evening gown and the mink wrap carried carelessly over her shoulder.
"Hi, Jake."
"Babs! What the hell are you doing here?" His first response was dismay. He had considered the episode with Babs closed the minute he married Cindy. He had refused consistently to take any of her calls, or even to read her letters. He had been frankly shocked that a woman with whom he had had such a casual relationship should presume to try to horn in on his marriage. Jake had not expected it of Babs. She had seemed to him always the perfect good-time girl ... not a sentimental bone in her body.
Her ex-lover's cold greeting started a tremor of anger deep in her belly. Babs buried it carefully beneath a thick layer of self-confidence. She knew that, this time, she had the ace in the hole ... She had managed to make a profound impression on Jake Moore's life. That was evident from the hollows under his eyes, the trembling in the hand that held the drink. Jake was a worried man.
Good! she thought. Let him keep right on worrying!
"I know it's one hell of a time to stop by, Jake ... I mean now that you're a quiet-living married man and all. But I was driving cross-town and I just had to stop. I mean, I heard the news on the radio ... about your wife. I just wanted you to know how sorry I am. You don't deserve anything this rotten to happen to you, Jake."
Her deep smoldering eyes looked so sincere that Jake relaxed his defenses. He had been very lonely in the few days that Cindy had been missing. Her loss had made him feel intensely guilty. If only he had asked Sid the chauffeur to stay up there at the cabin with her! "Would you like a drink, Babs?"
"Thanks, Jake! I'd love one. I'll take whatever you've got." She threw her mink onto the back of a chair and made herself comfortable on the expensively upholstered couch. She stretched her legs out on the seat. Her shimmering black evening gown highlighted the rich curves and valleys of her taut young body.
Jake drained the last of his martini and poured himself another with Babs'. He was getting just drunk enough that his tensions were disappearing. He was regaining his old self-confidence that Cindy would be found safe and sound. He began to feel responsive to the presence of a young and very beautiful woman ... one whose charms he knew so well. She made room for him on the couch when he brought her drink and he sat next to her.
He slapped her briskly on the knee and squeezed it playfully. "Well, how the hell have you been, Babs?"
The touch of his hand on her leg made tremors of lust shoot up and down the brunette's spine. There surged back to her lusty memories of the wanton pleasures she had known beneath those skilled fingers. "I've been fine, Jake. Really fine. I tried to get in touch with you, you know, and congratulate you on your marriage. I guess you thought I was trying to steal you back for a romp. I'll sink low, baby, but not that low. You, of all people, I wanted to see happy." The lies flowed easily from her tongue. She felt very powerful, very much in control of the situation. Jake was getting loaded, and he was always easiest to deal with after a few drinks. She could feel her pussy getting wet. Excitement made the blood pulse through her veins. She felt like an actress on the stage, playing her best part.
As he mixed a fresh shaker of martinis, Jake wondered how he could have misjudged the shapely brunette. He should have known better than to think Babs was trying to put the squeeze on him. She was a regular kid, and damned good-looking. Memories of her performance in bed made his cock pulse. It was hard to believe Babs had ever been a virgin ... There was nothing she didn't know about how to make a penis happy!
He freshened their drinks and reclaimed his place next to her. "I'm glad you stopped by, Babs! Shit, I haven't been able to talk honestly to anybody ever since I found out about Cindy. If I hadn't had the ranger check on her, it would have been a couple of extra days until I even knew she was missing. Business in New York got all fucked to hell! I missed a chance to make a good half-million! Shit, I don't know what to think! What could have happened to the kid?"
Babs was treading her way carefully. "Yeah ... the papers made it sound really mysterious. No sign of violence. No nothing. Almost makes a person think she might have wanted to get lost."
Alcohol made Jake brutally honest. "Yeah, I've thought about that possibility too. But, it's not possible! Why would she want to run out on me? She was crazy about me! I was her first man, for Chrissakes! It doesn't make sense! Nothing makes sense!"
To calm him, Babs ran her hand comfortably up and down his thigh. "Sssshh ... it'll be all right, Jake. Nothing bad could have happened to her so far from civilization. She'll be back ... if she wants to be back."
The brunette had managed to strike the very chord that registered Jake's deepest self-doubts. He was twenty-five years older than Cindy. Now that she had learned what her body was all about, could she have decided to run out on him, to lie in greener pastures? It seemed preposterous, but so did the idea that any harm could have come to her in his safe mountain retreat, so far from passersby. No one had known she was going to be up there, except Sid. Sid had worked for Jake too long for the big man to doubt the honesty of his story. Sid had delivered his bride to the cabin, and left. It was after that that the mystery had begun.
The more he thought about the disaster that had befallen him, the more vulnerable the big man felt. Jake had nerves of steel when it came to most aspects of his life. But the disappearance of Cindy had jarred his security blanket. Babs' hand caressing his thigh helped. It brought him back to the present and to his own living room. There was nothing here he could not handle. There was just Babs. Just Babs.
It seemed to Jake that it was a spontaneous surge of blind passion that brought him and Babs suddenly into each other's arms. He turned to offer the brunette another drink and her lips were right there.
His mouth bore down on hers. His tongue investigated the warm greedy cavern of her mouth with heated abandon. Her own tongue lunged out to stab his. Her hand on his thigh made its way to his fly and into his pants in record-quick time. His breath caught in his throat as her hand gripped his member and pulled it into the open air. His cock pulsed hotly, swelled steadily to a throbbing eager hardness. "Christ!"
He began to fumble with her evening gown, pushing it up, up, all the way over her hips. His hand found her bare snatch. Two fingers surged up into her pussy. She parted her thighs willingly for him. Her hand pumped his cock in time to the rhythm of his fingers pummeling her wet cunt.
"Oh God, Jake! You're good! The best, baby! Your fingers do more for me than anybody else's cock! I can't help myself! You drive me wild!"
Their mouths groped with the same lurching abandon as their hands. They felt like rutting animals, overwhelmed by the feel and taste and scent of one another. The alcohol helped intensify their hunger. Jake found himself tearing at her evening gown, eager for a feel of her round full tits.
While he finger-fucked her cunt-hole mercilessly, his free hand worried her nipples to rigid arousal. His hips ground up toward her hand, encouraging her in her stroking efforts.
Babs was delighted with the way Jake had responded to the urgent passion she had provoked. She had always been a woman who couldn't bear not to have her way. As soon as Jake had become forbidden territory to her, she had concentrated all her thoughts and energies on regaining access to him. The power she felt just from being able to touch him again made her whole being quiver with lust. She was totally happy at this moment. She had proved to herself that no one could keep her from doing what she wanted to do.
"God, Jake! I've got to suck your cock! Please let me! I'll die if I don't!"
The big man could not deny such an eagerly phmsed request. He watched her get down on the floor between his legs and close her lips around the thick, swollen head of his penis. The first waves of pleasure nearly knocked him over. In so short time, he had already forgotten just how skilled this woman's mouth was! "Jeeee-zuzz-z!"
He braced himself against the seat cushions for support. With lusty abandon, he churned his hips up against her face. His gyrations drove his stiff cock deep into her throat. It thrilled him to watch her cheeks bloat with the effort of accommodating his thick intrusion. "Oooohhh ... yeah, Babs, baby ... suck it! Suck it, cunt!"
Alcohol had given Jake an inflated sense of well-being. After all the strain he had undergone since the discovery of his wife's disappearance, he was ready to let go. His whole body and mind yearned for the sweet release that the brunette's lips promised him. The harder she sucked his turgid cock, the more avidly he rammed his penis into her mouth. The hard-breathing urgency of their heated coupling acted like a tonic on the lusty older man.
Babs had never worked so hard to make a blowjob just right. All the feelings of revenge she had been nurturing since Jake's marriage had their chance to be satisfied. She needed to prove to him what a mistake he had made in forsaking her skilled lovemaking. More than anything, she wanted to remind him of what a woman who knew her way around could do. Sweet and innocent might offer its rewards, but for good hard raunchy sex, there was nothing like a mouth or a pussy that knew just what to do.
"Mmmmmm ... your cock tastes delicious, Jake! I love to suck it all over!" She knew how to talk, how to make her words express the bubbling lust deep in her belly. For a moment, she looked up into his eyes. They were hazy, clouded with his swelling need. She felt like a fisherman with a prize catch on her line. This man was ready to be led, and she was just the girl to take him for a sweet ride.
Her tongue darted from between her lips and stabbed the little slit in the head of his cock. From there, it made larger and larger circles, attacking every little ridge and plane of his cock-head. When she could feel it throbbing greedily under her tonguing, she began to suck on the back of his cock ridge. Her wet suction made Jake groan and lean back against the couch in abandoned surrender.
To keep up the momentum of her mouth assault, she moved the suction back up to the tip of his penis. She closed her clasping lips over his cock millimeter by millimeter, giving a lusty mouth-squeeze again and again all the way down ... until his whole pulsing cock-shaft was safely buried in her throat. She started to bob her head up and down, slowly at first. Then faster. Then forsaking his cock entirely to move farther downward and gum his balls. When he was squirming in response to her lewd attentions, she started all over again on his cock.
Babs worked with the expert attention to detail of a skilled technician. The proof of her method was in the man's reaction. Jake was far gone, flying high on the sweet euphoria of her mouth-loving. His head lay back against the couch. A quiet sexy grin had etched itself into his features. Once again he was a man without cares, free to revel in the obscene self-indulgence of open, raunchy sex. "Oh, yeah, baby! Do it to me!"
He reached for her thick dark hair and clutched it roughly. He pulled her head forward in a quick selfish rhythm that drove his cock far into the back of her throat. He was making her work even harder than she had been doing so far. Far from protesting his rude treatment, she seemed to welcome it. Her tongue and lips worked that much more avidly over his penis. Her groans around his filling shaft grew more wanton. The harder he pulled on her hair, the more excited she got. The pain for Babs was quickly converted into raw soaring pleasure. It pleased her that, even in the midst of his distress, she had been able to bring out the rutting beast in Jake Moore.
Astounded at the willing self-abasement of the woman, Jake watched her head bobbing luridly, her lips squirming over his saliva-slickened penis. Her tits bounded free of her ripped evening gown. She looked like a woman thoroughly used and abused. Her excited acceptance of his treatment only sharpened the temper of his lust. "Suck, bitch, suck! Fuck! You're the tops, Babs! There isn't another cunt like you in the world!"
It thrilled him to use obscene language with her that he wouldn't think of using with his virginal bride. He was getting right down to primitive behavior that tickled his guts, made the juices rise in his balls. She was drawing out his demons and treating them to the sensory experience of a lifetime.
His groans grew louder and even less controlled. Her moans sounded like the haunting wails of banshees in the night. They were together in the midst of an orgy of self-indulgence.
Without any preliminaries, Jake pushed the woman down onto the floor. She whimpered and squirmed with excitement as he helped her up onto hands and knees. He shoved her tattered evening dress up over her hips and guided his cock-head to the first hole it could find ... the clenched opening to her rectum. So excited was she, so slick was his cock with her saliva, that his penis slid easily deep up into her asshole.
"Aaaahhh! Oh yeah ... God! Screw me in the ass, Jake!" Delighted with her fickle lover's surrender to her web of lust, Babs wriggled her buttocks back against his cock-shaft. The brunette had been screwed in the ass many times. Though she experienced a jolt of pain at first, she knew how to let go and ride with the feelings. Perversely, it satisfied some deep-rooted yearning for abuse to feel her ass-hole stretched wide by a hard cock. "Oh, shit! Yeah! It's sooooo good, baby!"
After the careful lovemaking with Cindy, Jake enjoyed this abandonment of all rules, all consideration for his partner's feelings. Her hot ass clutched his cock tightly, sending spasms of excitement throughout his body. He dug his fingers into her fleshy ass-cheeks and screwed her in a long, deep, lusty rhythm. All he thought about was adding to the fires billowing deep in his belly. He had only to satisfy himself, and he knew Babs would be satisfied too. "Christ, it's a sweet little asshole! Move that thing, baby!" Do it!"
Feeling him so hard and urgent in her ass ... feeling his fingers digging into her buttocks ... hearing his grunted obscenities ... each surge of his lust made Babs' vengeance against the innocent wife seem more than worthwhile. Though it had been Jake who had wronged her, she was far too addicted to his good loving to really blame him for anything. She had wanted the innocent young bride out of the way, so she could have her way again with the husband.
At this moment, she knew her experiment in evil had been the very best thing she could do. Her ass-muscles clutched his penis hungrily. She ground her hips back against his loins. Her body had the prize it had been missing. Nobody could love her like Jake. No cock could carry her to these sweet recesses of forbidden arousal. It was very possible she might one day decide she didn't want him anymore. But it was going to be her decision. Babs wasn't used to being jilted, and she wasn't going to start now ... or ever ... not for any man. "I love your cock, Jake! You're driving me wild, you big bastard you!"
Their hurried writhing coupling went on and on. The big lavish living room resounded with the sounds of their depraved abandon. Jake had let himself go completely to the compelling call of lust. Even his lost wife was forgotten in the fury of the moment.
Babs slammed her ass back harder, harder and faster against his deep-skewering cock. Her belly felt pregnant with orgasm. Just a little bit longer. She worked like a madwoman to carry herself over the last barriers. "Screw me! Ooooohhh! Screw my ass, lover!"
He could feel her muscles convulsing around his deep-buried cock when at last she screamed out her victory. Her tugs set him off.
"Jake! Shit, I'm cumming!"
"Me too, baby! Christ Almighty! I'm going to fill your ass full of hot wet cummmm!"
Like two sated animals, they collapsed into a heap on the rug. Babs stayed there only long enough to catch her breath. She had to push Jake over onto his back to get up, but even that jolt didn't wake him. His orgasm had gotten rid of a lot of tension. He was sleeping like a babe.
Babs threw her mink wrap carelessly around her torn dress. Her full round tits still peeked out around their shelter of satin and fur. She stared contemptuously down at the man who had betrayed her ... at his flaccid cock, streaked with the juices that he had spent in her asshole.
Having him this last time, on her own terms, seemed to have cured the single-minded obsession that Jake Moore had become for her. She was leaving him right where she wanted him. Her pride had been satisfied.
"So long, sucker!" She left the sleeping man to his dreams and slammed the front door after her.
CHAPTER EIGHT
As she approached the lodge with the big dog, Cindy was startled by a loud braying sound. She looked in the direction of the noise. A donkey was peeking round the building at her. Cindy giggled in relief. Her heart continued to beat so loud she could hear it.
The door of the cabin opened and a man and woman in jeans and faded shirts came out. They were attractive and friendly-looking. Cindy guessed they were probably about ten years older than her. Impulsively she grabbed the woman's arm and leaned on her. "Boy, am I glad to see you! I was beginning to think I'd never see anyone again. Your dog saved my life!"
The woman guided her gently into the cabin and fed her a cup of warm chicken broth. Cindy thought she had never tasted anything so good. The woman put a dish full of scraps for the dog on the floor at Cindy's feet.
The blonde was too relieved to be with people again to want to talk much. She concentrated all her attention on savoring the warmth, the comfort, the rich chicken flavor of the broth. Later she lay her head on the woman's lap on the couch and wept as she blurted out her story. "That man wanted me to die. If it hadn't been for the dog ... " At that moment the dog nudged her hand with his head. "What's his name, anyway?"
"Loner," the man told her. "We figure he'd been living in these woods for a while when he adopted us. He comes by when he feels like it to visit and eat. Sometimes he stays for weeks on end. Sometimes he's gone as long. He's the most independent dog I ever saw."
"You know he actually brought me a piece of meat to eat? That's how I knew there were people around. Cause the meat was cooked."
"Well, we sure are glad Loner found you." The woman stroked Cindy's shoulders reassuringly. Several times her hand slipped down over the blonde's lush tit. Cindy blushed at the hot surge of lust that soared straight down to her pussy.
After Cindy had eaten the woman put her to bed. She sat on the edge of the bed for a while, letting the blonde cling to her hand.
"I can't help being afraid to find myself all alone again. I never let myself be nearly as scared as I wanted to be. Now that I'm safe, I'm more shivery than I was out there in the woods."
"A good sleep will make you as good as new again. Everything will be all right."
Cindy trusted the low soothing voice. She drifted into a peaceful slumber. When she awoke, it was a new day. She yawned and stretched, discovering to her amazement that she was no longer alone in the bed. The man and the woman had positioned themselves on either side of her. And they were as naked as she was!
Thinking the others were asleep, she tried to creep out of bed without disturbing them. Two hands reached across her and held her down. She looked at the man lying on her right. He was smiling at her, but Cindy was not at all sure it was a smile she liked. She looked to the woman for reassurance. In her eyes too, there was the same smoldering lust.
"Uuuhh ... I think you've got this all wrong. I'm a married woman. I'm not into ... this sort of thing."
The woman pulled her onto her side, facing her. She stroked Cindy's face. "Maybe that's just because you've never tried it. It's fun to play. You must be awfully horny by now."
Cindy realized the soothing voice was intended to lull her away from her conscience. But the blonde held firm to her convictions. She may have been abused by her husband's chauffeur, plundered by a dog's cock ... but that had been when she had no control over her circumstances. Then, the life-and-death struggle had been a brute reality. Now, she was out of danger ... or so she had thought. There was no excuse for betraying her husband any further. All she wanted was to see Jake again, to find out if they could still recover the happiness that had been so rudely interrupted by a cruel fate.
"Aaaaaggghhh!" Cindy was totally unprepared for the hard thick cock that suddenly soared deep into her cunt from behind. She tried to squirm away, but the woman in front of her held her shoulders as firmly as the man held her ass-cheeks. She realized she was hopelessly pinioned between her two lusty lovers. "Why ... why are you doing this to me? Are you some kind of perverts or something?" She was on the verge of tears.
"We're artists, darling," the woman told her. "We live way out here in the boonies so we can keep in touch with the eternal flow. The way Pete and I look at it, anything that comes our way here is sent by Fate. You were dropped into our laps by the gods. We want to know you, to love you. You'll like it ... I promise you. Pete's a very good lover."
Cindy was overwhelmed by the woman's explanation. He looked and sounded perfectly rational, but Cindy was convinced she must be crazy. Sane people didn't just capture someone in bed with them and make them make love. "Ooooohhh, no ... no, please! You've got to stop it-t-t!" The man had pulled out of her slowly, but his next instroke rammed her deep and hard. He didn't pause this time when he was far inside her. At once, he repeated the rhythm of his thick dull intrusion. He was screwing her in a steady even pace that was almost hypnotic. Cindy began to find herself following his rhythm with her mind ... imagining his cock moving in and out of her pussy. But she forced herself to try to struggle once more.
What did she think she was doing? She was a brand new wife, one who wanted to be faithful. She couldn't let herself respond to such depraved abuse. Whether she admitted it to herself or not, she must be horny. All the perverse stimulus of the past couple of days must have excited some deep and dark side of her libido.
While her belly continued to throb in tune to the cock-strokes ramming deep into her pussy, Cindy fought to keep her mind clear. She writhed in futile attempts to get away from the depraved couple. She gave up her efforts when the gleam in the woman's eyes told her she thought Cindy was turning on to the perverted situation. Obviously there was no way she could escape this dual rape. Her only course was to make sure she didn't give the others the satisfaction of seeing her enjoying it.
The woman, whom Pete called Sara, snaked her hands hungrily over the smooth hills and valleys of Cindy's naked body. "God, she's beautiful, isn't she, Pete? Such gorgeous tits! I think she was starting to enjoy it for a minute there. You'll have her soon. Don't worry!"
"Christ, Sara! Her cunt's so tight it's practically holding my cock prisoner in there! Jee-zuz! It's wet too! She may not be acting like she likes it ... but she sure has one wet pussy!"
Cindy blushed with shame to hear the couple discussing her in such obscene terms. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, fighting the hot waves from Pete's penis that threatened to swallow up her entire being. With her eyes closed, it was that much easier for her to see his thick swollen cock splitting her cunt-lips wide. Again, her eyes flew open. She was just in time to see Sara sliding down to take one of her nipples into her mouth.
"Uuhhh!" Cindy hadn't meant to cry out, but the light moist touch of the other woman's tongue took her by surprise. She knew her nipple was getting hard with Sara's teasing attention. Now there were two strong stimuli for her to struggle against. The blonde could feel herself weakening. After all that had happened to her in the past two days, she was losing heart to fight.
She had thought she was safe at last with the two artists. How wrong she had been!
"God, I love screwing her tight twat! Uuuuuuhhh!" Pete's hands dug cruelly into her ass-cheeks as his rhythm grew more and more urgent. He could feel every little ripple of her pussy-muscles as they welcomed his hard invading cock. Though the young blonde was still resisting themmentally, Pete had no doubt that her body was enjoying itself thoroughly.
Groaning slavishly, Sara planted wet greedy kisses all over Cindy's ripe round breasts. She took between her eager lips first one pink nipple and then the other. It delighted her to feel the little nubbins grow hard beneath her touch. "Mmmmmm ... God, your tits are beautiful!" She reached down for the kinky patch of Cindy's pubic hair and started to rub the tiny button of her clit. It excited her to feel the girl's pelvis being knocked forward by her husband's thrusts deep into her cunt.
Pete's stiff cock continued to skewer the pinioned blonde's pussy with abandoned haste. "Shit, I sure am glad Loner found you! I haven't sampled anything this good in a long time! Ooohh, good pussy!"
"Oh Pete ... her clit's getting so hard! You must be screwing her good, baby!"
Her two forceful lovers were making it harder and harder for the young wife to resist the pangs of lust that continually teased at her nerve endings. The stiff cock up inside her cunt was massaging her pussy-hole to a fine peak of primitive arousal. Her nipples were hard and distended, throbbing excitedly. Her clitoris was responding wantonly to the other woman's supple fingers. With all this input plotting against her resolve, Cindy felt more and more estranged from the purpose that had first fired her resistance.
Jake was so far away. He couldn't help her now. How did she know if he would even take her back after all she had been through? Gradually, the reality right inside that double bed became Cindy's entire universe. Confused and defeated, she began to squirm her buttocks back to meet the man's hard-driving cock-thrusts.
"Oooohhhh ... Oh, yesssss ... do it to meeee!" Her lewd cry was feeble, scarcely audible. But within only a few moments, she was wailing with the wanton energy of a she-cat in heat. "Aaaaiiieee! Oooohhh!"
The older couple looked at each other over Cindy's shoulder and smiled. They had done it! By the power of their domineering eroticism, they had enticed the young stranger into their web of lust. Now they could have a good party--Something the lusty twosome had long dreamed about in their isolated hideaway in the mountains!
"Ooooohhh, that's it, Cindy ... let it all hang out, baby! Feel how good Pete's cock is screwing your sweet little pussy!" Watching the newcomer release all the stops on her libido made Sara intensely excited. No longer content to give without taking, she thrust her ass high in the air and uttered a long low whistle.
To Cindy's surprise, there came an added weight onto the mattress. The big dog Loner had joined them, and Sara was obviously encouraging him to mount her and screw her. Mewling with excitement, she watched the animal wrap his forepaws around the older woman's hips and begin to search for her cunt-hole. The depraved look in Sara's eyes made Cindy think of how she herself must have looked when she let the animal screw her in woods. So she wasn't the only woman who had ever screwed a dog! She watched entranced for the moment when Loner's cock would ream Sara's pussy.
Pete had slowed his pace up into Cindy's cunt while he too watched the long tapered red dog-cock searching for the woman's pussy. Again and again Loner's penis battered Sara's snatch, then slipped away, useless. Then, with one mighty lunge, the dog drove his penis far into the woman's waiting cunt.
"Aaaaggghhh! Oh, God, yessss! Screw me, lover!" Sara's face was a slack mask of lust. She smiled lewdly at Pete and Cindy for a moment, then she entered her own little dream world. Her buttocks slammed rhythmically back against the dog's loins while he shoved his cock far into her pussy in stroke after long hard stroke. "Ohhhh, I love the way Loner does it to me! My cunt's on fire!"
Watching his wife screwing the dog seemed to drive Pete wild with lust. He gripped Cindy's hips more eagerly than ever and slammed his cock far into her cunt ... again, again, again! Now the blonde was not only eagerly expecting his solid thrusts, she was screwing her ass back to meet them. She too mewled wantonly, her eyes never leaving the site where the long red dog-cock disappeared up into the swollen pink pussy. Lying on her side the way she was, Cindy was at a perfect angle to catch every lewd detail of the unnatural coupling. She couldn't get over the brazen enthusiasm with which the other woman welcomed the dog's skewering. It was obvious to Cindy that Sara was no newcomer to making it with a dog. No wonder Loner had known just how to seduce her out in the woods! He had had plenty of practice with his shameless mistress.
As the atmosphere in the room grew more feverish, Cindy gradually abandoned all thought, all consideration of anything but her immediate pleasure. There was so much going on on that bed, it was hard for her to drink it all in. The room had a heavy odor of excitement. Cindy gripped the edge of the mattress and slammed her ass roughly back to meet Pete's untiring cock. A crazy little smile danced over her features as she felt his stiff penis drive deeper and deeper into her wet hole. She arched her back to give him the utmost penetration. Perverted as it seemed under the circumstances, she had to admit she felt awfully good. Her whole body was quivering with sensation!
"Screw me! Screw me! Screw me!" she chanted over and over again. She heard her own wanton cries and she wanted to blush ... for herself, for her young marriage. Her mind refused to dwell for long on such morbid thoughts. The others had forced her into pleasure. She couldn't help it if her body was a writhing, seething cauldron of lust! "Harder! Oh yeah! God ... I'm cummingg-g!"
As soon as she declared her orgasm, Pete rushed headlong to meet her. He jammed his cock deep into her hole and let go! "Christ, I'm cumming too, baby! Whoo-ee!"
There remained only Sara and Longer still copulating wildly, oblivious of the excitement around them. Both were panting heavily, as they trod the long uphill climb to release. Suddenly the dog started to squirm raunchily, pressing his loins long and hard against the woman's buttocks.
"God, he's cumming in meeee!" Sara's wail sounded more animal than human. Her tongue lolled from her mouth as she strained back against the beast.
"Christ, me too! I'm cumming too!"
After her long wanton ordeal, Cindy drifted back to sleep. When she awoke, she was alone on the bed. Obviously the others thought she was still sleeping. They were talking about her.
"Jeez, I don't know, Sara! We might really hurt her!"
"Nonsense!" the woman whined. "Pico will be gentle. I've never seen a woman screw a donkey! It should be wild!"
Cindy quivered all over. She could scarcely believe what she had heard, but she knew she must save herself at once ... before it was too late. There was no way she could take a donkey dick up inside her tight young hole!
She waited until the couple was busy out in the back shed to sneak away, back into the woods from which she had emerged less than twenty-four hours before. Again, she did not know where she was going. But even fear of the unknown was better than the awesome fate Sara was planning for her!
Her heart thumped rapidly as she recognized the sounds of an approaching pursuer. She hid in some underbrush, but Loner had no trouble finding her. She hugged the dog in relief. "It's only you, Loner! Whew! Now, this time, you've got to help me find the road! Your friends play a little too hard for me!"
The last trickles of Pete's cum were still running down her leg as she followed the dog through the thick forest growth.
CHAPTER NINE
Hal Smith had been a forest ranger up on the mountain for a lot of years, but he had never seen anything like he was seeing now.
"Oh, Loner darling! Screw me! Screw me!"
The dog, he recognized. The big animal used to come and visit him often up at his lonely station. He would sometimes hang around for two or three days, then disappear back into the woods for a week or a month or maybe two. Hal had always had a soft spot for the intelligent mongrel.
Right about now, that affection was turning into a large dose of healthy respect. Hal watched spellbound as the big creature's red cock-shaft slipped time after time into the kneeling blonde's upturned pink pussy.
Ranger Hal could feel his cock swelling ominously in his pants as he crouched behind a large oak tree and watched the depraved coupling. The girl, who looked to Hal to be somewhere in her late teens, was wearing a tattered dress that was shoved high up over her ass-cheeks ... and nothing else. Her tits swelled impressively from her unbuttoned dress and dangled beneath her. Each time the dog's cock reamed her deep, her breasts jostled crazily. The sight made Hal want to reach out and squeeze her perfect milk-white orbs. "Shit!" he breathed excitedly, hoping his exclamation had not reached the ears of the unnatural lovers.
He needn't have worried. Both woman and dog were far too absorbed in the heady charms of one another's bodies to notice anything outside them. Cindy had been following the dog for a couple of hours when she finally collapsed onto the forest floor to rest.
It had surprised her when, after Loner had caught his breath, he urged her to assume doggie position. At first she was shocked by the idea of slipping so soon back into that awesome web of perversion. But lewd memories of the afternoon's orgy made her cunt throb wet and ready. She remembered how the dog's inflated penis had looked as it soared slick and eager up into Sara's pussy. She knew she had to feel it again. Just once more, she had to claim that ramrod dog-penis for her own! So she had knelt just where Loner placed her.
His cock felt incredibly good plunging deep into her hot twat. It gave the young blonde a lurid thrill to think that her pussy was still moist with the remains of the strange artist's cum. For a moment, she was shocked by the impersonal excitement with which she could view her growing depravity. Her experiences in the woods seemed to be knocking loose the last of her moral qualms, the last of her modesty. She wondered if Jake would even recognize her when she got home.
Loner's urgent screwing rhythm was driving the blonde to a pulsing peak of arousal. In her present state, she couldn't have cared less what others might think of her fall from innocence. She had an urge for more good hard cock. And she wasn't afraid to ask for it. "God, Loner, baby! Your cock's making my pussy so hot! Do it harder, baby! Screw me like crazyy-y!"
Crouched behind his tree, the forest ranger stared wide-eyed at the wanton abandon of the kneeling, squirming girl. Her blonde hair flew around her head as she writhed this way and that, trying to get the dog's cock into her harder and deeper. By straining his eyesight to the limit, Hal could glimpse the parted pink petals of her pussy that the dog's red cock-shaft was plundering with such enthusiasm. Her cunt-lips shimmered with the juices of her lust.
Hal licked his lips. His growing arousal made his mouth dry as sandpaper. His throbbing cock demanded attention. Hal ran his hand roughly over the swollen bulge. "Not just yet," he told himself. "First I've got to see the end of this crazy show!"
A show was just what the proceedings seemed like to the watching older man. Even now, the obscene sight he was viewing scarcely seemed real. After all, it just wasn't possible that five miles from even the nearest cabin, a beautiful young girl, dressed only in a torn dress, should be screwing a dog. It was crazier than an Italian movie! Where could she have come from?
Something nagged at the back of Hal's mind. Then he remembered the description of the young wife that he had been sent up to the Moore cabin to check on. Nineteen, blonde, five-foot-five, a small mole on her left cheek just under her eye. Hal couldn't get a good look at her left cheek, but the rest of the description sounded about perfect. This must be the woman that Jake Moore's hired search party was spending so much effort tracking down. This was the young wife of the successful stock speculator, the richest sometime resident of the mountain.
He wanted to burst out laughing. While so many sheriff's deputies and private detectives were worrying if she might be dead, the little nymph was frolicking merrily in the forest with a dog. Hal wondered if she had flipped her lid. It would be a real shame. That kind of a body should never go to waste!
Even in the midst of her wanton delirium, her behavior did not strike Hal as that of a loonie. For the fact that she was screwing a dog, she was acting just like a normal woman on the end of a good cock ... a little raunchier than most, a real screamer to be sure ... but not nuts. Once again, he decided against interrupting the lewd couple. For the moment anyway, it seemed that Cindy Moore knew just what she was doing!
"Ooooooooh, Loner! Harder! That's a boy! Oh, I can feel my belly getting all tingly! God, I want you to make me cum, baby!"
Impressed by the fury with which the woman ground her asscheeks back at the dog's loins, Hal had to stroke his cock-bulge more and more often to satisfy the growing need there. Her round taut buttocks rotated lewdly back against the animal. Hal wanted to reach out and clench them, stroke them, knead them. He had never watched a woman turn on the way this one was doing. During his many lonely nights up on the mountain, he had never managed to come up even with a fantasy as sexy as the lost young wife.
Quietly he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock-shaft out into the open air. The head was swollen and inflamed with lust. Hal looked down at its impressive girth as he imagined what it would be like to split wide those eager young pussylips. He could almost feel her cunt gripping him as his hand closed over his pulsing penis.
Even as she slammed her ass furiously back to meet the dog's in strokes, Cindy could feel the animal-cock growing steadily. She knew it would not be long before Loner would fill her full of his boiling cum.
She began to labor for the sweet reward of dog jism. She was so far gone in her self-indulgence, she welcomed this new load of depravity. "Come on, Loner! Come on, boy! Cum in me! Do it! Do it!"
Just as he was thinking he was getting used to watching a woman screw a dog, the lost girl would surprise Hal again with her perversity. Now she was begging the animal to cum in her. Hal could imagine the thick hot juices fresh from the dog's testicles oozing out of her abused cunt. Themental image made him stroke his cock a little harder. A bitch as hot as this one deserved some of his hot reward too!
"Loner! Ooooohhh! Ooooohhh! You're doing it, baby! You're making me cummmm!" Reveling in her perverted lust, Cindy ground her ass deliciously against Loner's hairy loins. She could feel his juices shooting deep into her belly with each spasm of his cock. The action was lulling her into a sated stupor.
Hal had been crouching downwind of the couple, so even the dog was startled by his sudden appearance next to them. When he recognized his old friend the ranger, he wagged his tail and barked in greeting.
Cindy's first response was an overwhelming rush of shame. Someone had discovered her in her depravity! Her next response was fear. She spied the ranger's hard cock, protruding thick and menacing from his fly!
CHAPTER TEN
Cindy stared up at the newcomer in his ranger's uniform. Her blue eyes were wide as saucers. Her lower lip trembled, but no words would come. She wanted to believe she would be safe from harm with a man in a uniform, but the hard throbbing cock told her differently. Lost and ashamed, she could only wait to see what the older man had in store for her.
"You and my old friend Dawg here seem to have been having yourself one whale of a time!" Hal's voice was slow and methodical, even though his heart was beating fast and his cock was throbbing. Though the girl had crouched into a huddled heap on the ground before him, her breasts were still exposed to his gaze. His eyes flickered back and forth between her frightened eyes and her lush round tits. "You don't have to be so scared you know, Cindy. I'm not going to hurt you any ... maybe just get me some of what Dawg was getting!
It shocked her that he knew her name. Then she realized she must be on the missing list by now. This man might well be one of the searchers. If only he hadn't arrived at such a bad time!
The lusty look in his eyes overwhelmed her. She couldn't look at him any more. "His name's Loner," she mumbled at last.
"What's that, Mrs. Moore?"
She cleared her throat. Stunned as she was, her statement seemed the only thing she could be sure of. She was clutching at threads, looking for something to hold onto. "The dog ... his name is Loner."
"Oh ... is that so!" He was amused by her timid insistence on such a trivial point. "Doesn't much matter to me. He always knows who I'm talking to when I call him Dawg."
On impulse, Cindy looked over at the animal. He was lying calmly on a bed of leaves a few feet away. She could count on no assistance from him. Cindy was about to raise her head once more to look at the man. He caught her head in mid-movement and held it steady. The swollen rubbery tip of his cock battered her lips. Already it was beginning. Again she was the captive of a horny, careless lover. She realized in the midst of her despair that it was scarcely reasonable of her to expect better treatment. After all, a woman who screwed a dog must deserve anything she got ... mustn't she!
Again and again his cock-head pressed against the barrier of her lips. At last she was forced to let go, to admit his rigid penis into the hot cavern of her mouth. "Mmmmpphh!"
"Oooohh, Christ, yeah! You're a good cock-sucker, Mrs. Moore! Mr. Moore will sure be happy to get you back, I bet!"
The rough pressure of his hands left her no choice but to work her mouth fiercely back and forth along his stiff cock. He pulled her head forward at the same instant as his buttocks clenched and sent his penis deep into her mouth. She had to struggle to keep from gagging. Her urgent mouth contortions only served to give him more pleasure.
It hurt when he called her Mrs. Moore. She knew she ought to be relieved that he apparently intended to return her to her husband. But, for a woman who had only two short weeks ago been a virgin, the news was a mixed blessing. She feared her husband's wrath if he learned of all she had done in the short time since they had been apart. She was also frightened of hurting him.
Hal could scarcely contain his excitement as he watched the tender young lips close tight around his cock-head. He realized the chances were one in a million of ever running into a lusty opportunity like this. He felt safe, forcing the young blonde to bend to his will. If she had any desire to remain the pampered wife of a rich man, she would not want her husband to know about her exploits with a dog in the woods! If she squealed on Hal, he would have some heavy ammunition to use against her. The lurid scene he had witnessed was good insurance. She had had her kicks ... now it was his turn to enjoy his!
"Come on, bitch! Suck my cock!" Hal had never used such language with a woman before. But this wanton young woman had brought out the animal in the ranger. His whole body seethed with a fierce arousal that demanded extreme measures. He figured he had found the perfect playmate to satisfy his every whim. If he was lucky, she might even turn on to him the way she had to the big dog! "That's it, baby! Suck it good!"
Her head had been straining against his hand, trying to break away from the task he had forced on her. Little by little, the man detected a change in her response. She was spending less energy fighting him and more sucking and licking his pulsing cock! He had thought her mouth felt good on his cock before! That had been nothing compared to the job she could do when she set her mind to it!
"Holy Jee-zuz! You like it, don't you!" His mouth open in wonder, he watched her head bob back and forth along his stiff cock. He didn't even have to keep his hands in her hair any more. She was doing it all by herself!
"Mmmmm ... " Though she had tried to fight the man's lust, Cindy had realized with shattering clarity that her heart was no longer in her struggle. She didn't want to fight any more. She just wanted to relax, to let the building lust seething in her belly burst out and carry her off. Since she was lost anyway, she may as well enjoy it! Who knew where life would take her from here! Maybe she didn't even have a marriage anymore!
Crouching slavishly on the forest floor, the blonde worked her mouth nimbly over every inch of the man's big penis. Her tongue stabbed the slit in his glans. Her lips hovered enticingly over the sensitive ridge at the base of his cock-head. She began to caress his balls as she worked. Her reward was a low lusty moan from overhead. The more experienced she became in depravity, the more Cindy was realizing her own power as a lover. She seemed to be able to draw intense reactions from people without half trying. When she did try, they were moaning, panting jelly in her hand.
She realized now there would be another problem in going back to her husband. Would one lover ever again be enough for her?!
Hal was thunderstruck by the wanton enthusiasm with which the young bride was sucking his cock. Not in his wildest dreams had he ever expected to have his cock sucked this well. His balls felt heavy with their load. His penis ached with the sweet bliss being meted out to it by her greedy mouth! What a woman! he thought. Slyly, he pinched his arm, just to be sure that what he thought was happening was really happening! He wouldn't have been surprised to find he had died and gone to heave n!
"Suck it! Suck my cock, bitch!" Just for the thrill of it, he wound his fingers once again in her blonde hair. He worked her head back and forth, back and forth. He half expected her to cry out in protest. But she only mewled and grunted in happy abandon.
He realized he would not be able to last much longer against the stead lewd input of her mouth. It seemed a pity to stop so soon, when there was still that untried bounty down below.
In an instant, his mind was made up! He fell to his knees and forced the girl down onto her back on the ground. Lying heavily upon her, he guided his cock-head to the hot waiting hole of her pussy! He shoved ruthlessly forward. With a sigh of delight, he felt his penis spread wide the tight clutching walls of her pussy.
"Aaaaahhhh!" A lewd little smile spread lazily across Cindy's features. She had worked herself up to a fever-pitch of excitement, lapping at the hard rod of the man's cock. Her pussy was warm and wet, hungry for filling. His penis driving up into her belly was giving her exactly what she craved ... something to stretch her hot hole.
With deep erotic movements he ground his cock as far into her as it would go. He pulled out, a short way at first, then farther and farther ... until at last he was plundering her cunt in long shattering waves of pleasure. She moaned feverishly beneath him, her cries growing more and more abandoned with the fury of her mounting lust.
Hal was panting heavily. He had not had this much exercise in a long time. It appeared the young blonde was insatiable. She just kept getting higher and higher, with no apparent lulls in between to cool her down. As he labored, the ranger caught a glimpse of the dog lying not far away with what looked like a knowing grin on his face. Dawg ... or Loner, whatever his name was ... already knew what a marathon of erotic thrills lurked in the nubile body of Mrs. Jake Moore.
"Screw me! Oooooohh! Screw me like that!" For a flash of an instant, Cindy remembered how she had begged her husband to love her in the first days of lovemaking. Now here she was rutting in the wilderness with a stranger, begging him to fuck her.
"Shove it in me deeper!" Cindy rasped.
There was no way Hal could have ignored an invitation like that. He was doing his best to keep up with the teenaged beauty. But his cock seemed to be swelling bigger and bigger. His balls throbbed with their fertile load. The harder he rammed into her, the closer he was getting to the ultimate thrust ... the big blast that would fill her full of hot welling juices!
One last time, he drove his penis into her cunt. Then he pulled out and scrambled up over her, shoving his cock once again deep into her throat. He could not resist the urge to see his hot juices spilling from her lips. "Come on, baby! Suck it! Suck!"
Though her cunt throbbed in frustration at its sudden desertion, Cindy could not resist the allure of a new perversion. While she sucked eagerly on the thick cock-shaft generously coated with her own juices, she reached down and began to tickle her clitoris. She ground her cunt harshly up against her hand. Her tongue licked the man's cock clean, relishing the taste of her hot pussy. Harder and faster, she licked and sucked and massaged her cunt. The tension in her belly grew more and more intense. Just a little bit longer!
"Fuck! I'm cumming! Swallow it, bitch! Swallow it all!" He watched her working to swallow every last drop of his gigantic explosion. Hal could not remember ever having an orgasm that struck from so deep in his guts. His whole body had let go in one awesome thrust.
The hot flavor of his cum made Cindy rub her clit with abandoned intensity. It thrilled her to be so thoroughly abused here in the middle of nowhere, by a total stranger. As she swallowed the last of his jism, she felt her clit spasm and tingle with the blustering onslaught of release. "Mmmmpphhh ... "
His cock was still in her mouth, but Hal knew what the exclamation meant. She was getting of too. Even in the midst off final abandon, the blonde was incredibly sensual. Hal could only stare and shudder in the last clutches of pleasure.
They lay side by side for some time, recovering their energies. Before, Hal had wondered how the young wife had managed to stray so far from her mountain home. That no longer presented much of a mystery. At the moment, he would have believed the hungry blonde capable of anything ... absolutely anything she set her mind to. She was five-foot-five-inch dynamo!
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Jake was experiencing mixed feelings about his young wife's homecoming. He paced the floor of his living room nervously, checking his watch every thirty seconds or so. The head of the private detective agency had said they would have her down by noon. It was almost that now.
Eager as he was to have Cindy back in his arms, Jake could not conquer the feelings of guilt deep in his soul. Drunk as he had been, he could still remember a half-naked Babs kneeling between his legs, sucking his cock. He could still remember screwing her wantonly in the ass. Though he had never intended to be completely faithful to Cindy, he could make no excuses for what he had done ... not with Babs ... not when his young wife was lost out in the wilderness. He could scarcely believe he had exercised such poor judgment and such bad taste.
In the time since, he had tried to find Babs, to pay her off in exchange for her getting out of town. His men had been unable to find her. It seemed that the brunette had jumped the gun on his plans. Jake was relieved that she was gone. The woman seemed to cast some kind of uncanny spell on him every time she was near.
Just at that moment, there came a knock at the door. It was the private detective, with a disheveled-looking Cindy wrapped in an Indian blanket. She seemed to be shivering, despite the warmth of the day. "Hi, Jake!" She tried to smile, but her attempt was a miserable failure. Jake could see she was terrified.
He dismissed the man and led his bride directly up the stairs into bed. He smothered her face with kisses, told her a hundred times how glad he was to see her. Still her big eyes remained unnaturally bright and alert. She still seemed frightened.
"Why don't you get some sleep, baby ... then later we can talk about it. My man said you wouldn't tell anybody what had happened."
She took a deep breath and started to talk. "I can't sleep until I've told you everything, Jake. I have to be sure that you still want me here. Even I don't believe everything that's happened."
"I'll always want you here," he told her soothingly, but his mind went through a lot of contortions as she unfolded her tale. She told everything ... from Sid's betrayal to the dog to the artists in their lodge to the forest ranger and back to the dog. Jake's head was reeling when she finished.
"You've got to promise me one thing. Don't do anything to Sid. I want to take care of him myself."
Jake promised, over many misgivings. Sid had quit his job suddenly, but Jake had heard through the grapevine that he was still around town, mooning over some dame who had double-crossed him. In his mind, Jake could see the chauffeur's face ground to a gruesome pulp. The image made him smile.
Cindy interpreted the smile as a mark of favor. Her husband was telling her he still loved her! Impulsively, she threw her arms around him and held him close. "Oh Jake! You still love me! You're not going to kick me out!"
"Of course I won't kick you out, baby! I love you! You're my wife! You're not responsible for what happened to you! Now you just sleep. Everything will be all right!"
His pushing her away made Cindy a little nervous, but she struggled bravely to smile. It wasn't at all strange that he should be profoundly affected by all she had told him. Anyone would be! She had made up her mind on the trip home, though, that she had to do it this way. She had to wipe the slate clean before she could hope to start again. Exhausted and satisfied by her unburdening, she fell into a deep sleep.
Jake went immediately to the living room and poured himself a martini. And another. And another.
What he couldn't get over was the way she said she had ended up enjoying ... everything but the chauffeur's mouth-rape. While he was worried sick waiting for word of her, she was moaning and panting and begging for more of the lewd attentions of a string of illicit lovers. Including a dog! She had even turned on to having a dog-cock plunged up inside her defenseless cunt! People did strange things under duress, he knew. But was there really an excuse for that kind of wanton depravity?
by the time the afternoon was waning into dusk, Jake was pretty drunk. But not so drunk that his lust wasn't as strong and well-defined as ever. He had decided it was time he had a go at the woman who had been returned to him as his wife. It was time he knew what the others had known before him. Who was she now?
His weight on the bed awakened her. She yawned and stretched and turned to greet him. "Hi, darling ... " She was hesitant. There was something odd about the look in his eyes. They were sparkling. She realized Jake had been drinking. She had never seen him noticeably under the influence of alcohol before.
"Let's see you, Cindy! It's been a long time!" Roughly he pulled the covers off her, exposing her naked vulnerable body. He drew his breath in sharply. Already he had forgotten just what a voluptuous beauty she was. Her breasts had never looked so ripe and lush. Her waist was so trim and tiny, it only accentuated the smooth swell down to her hips and ass. "You're a good-looking woman, baby! But then I guess everyone says that!"
The still-groggy blonde was not sure she liked what was going on. There was an underlying vein of hostility in her husband's words and actions. He was drunk. Had he worked up his temper while he was drinking? Had what she told him affected him more profoundly than she had thought?
Cindy was growing steadily more frightened. Jake's hands were coursing up and down her naked body. They were not the gentle hands she remembered. He was stroking her harshly, pinching her, grabbing tight handfuls of her breasts and buttocks. She tried to slip out of bed, to put some distance between them for a while. He held her firmly, painfully. She had to cry for mercy.
"Please, Jake! What's the matter? Why do you want to hurt me, baby!"
"I don't want to hurt you!" His voice was thick and hoarse. "I just want to get as much as everyone else has been getting. After all, I'm not dealing with any virgin any more, am I?"
His frightened wife squirmed in vain beneath his grasp. Tears sprang to her eyes. His words had hurt her. She didn't even care about resisting any more. After all, what did it matter? Jake thought she was a whore now ... and worst of all, she wasn't sure he wasn't right! She had worried herself about the wanton enthusiasm with which she had responded to situation after lewd situation in the woods. She seemed to have lost all sense of shame!
Cindy realized now that one of the reasons she had told Jake everything was for the very reason of getting him to be her judge. It would be up to her husband to decide if she should be punished for her sins.
"I didn't want to hurt you, Jake! I would give anything for none of that ever to have happened!"
His words sounded obscene, suggestive. "But it did happen, didn't it, Cindy! It did happen, baby!" He crouched over her and took a pink nipple between his lips. He sucked hungrily on the little nubbin, drawing it to a taut peak of arousal. When he was done, he moved on to the second nipple, nibbling it to bring it to the same wanton state of erection. He bit her tits with sharp little bites that would have hurt under normal circumstances. But now ... in her present masochistic state ... Cindy found pleasure in the darting jolts of pain. She began to squirm responsively beneath her husband's naked body.
"Oooohhh, Jake! It's you I love! Only you, baby! You're all I ever wanted!"
"How about a nice big dog with a nice big cock?" he taunted her as his mouth worked down over her belly to the blonde thatch of her pussy-hair. While his fingertip tickled the puckered hole of her sphincter, his tongue stabbed her clitoris.
"Aaaaiiieee! Oh my God-d-d!" Automatically, Cindy ground her hips up toward the source of that intense stab of pleasure. Her pussy-mound was poised invitingly right in the big man's face.
Obligingly, Jake swirled his tongue round and round his wife's sensitized little love-button. He could feel it swelling beneath his touch. It stood up hard and eager, betraying her mounting passion. He sucked on it lustily.
"Uuuuuhhh! Oh Jake! That's so fine! Suck my clit, baby!" For just a moment, Cindy was struck by the contrast between this and the last time her husband made love to her pussy with his mouth. Before, she had been shy and tentative in her responses. Now, she was wild and abandoned. In just a few days, she had gained an entirely new sense of her body. Beginning jolts of arousal triggered a series of reactions that drove her quickly and surely to a hot peak of raging desire. "Do it! Do it to me, darling!"
Jake was not sure what he had been expecting, but it was not this squealing writhing hulk of uncontrolled passion. Cindy had known before how to receive pleasure, how to respond to it. But now, she was taking it! She was squirming her cunt down against his face with feverish hunger, forcing him to give her pussy what it was crying for! Her contagious lust drove him to do her bidding ... but still he was astounded to realize that this was his innocent young bride panting greedily beneath him. He wriggled his finger up into her asshole as his mouth paid lip-service to her cunt.
"Christ, you're a hot bitch! Holy shit! I think your pussy's trying to eat me alive!"
Though it was new to her to hear her husband talking so raunchily, Cindy found herself responding to his unchecked lust. They were different now, both of them. But that didn't mean they had no meeting grounds left. They were learning to adjust to each other on this new, more worldly level. It wasn't as romantic as before, but it was one hell of a lot sexier. It was raw guts emotion! "Ooooohhh, baby! Eat my pussy! Your finger feels good in my ass!"
Cindy realized suddenly that this was the way it had to be between them. They had to investigate these new forbidden areas, to see what was left of their old love.
With wanton abandon, the blonde gyrated her ass around the impaling finger. She could feel Jake's tongue prodding up between her pussy-lips, making her mewl with raunchy excitement. Hungrily, she flexed her cunt-muscles around his tongue, tugging on him. His lusty grunts of appreciation turned her on.
The juices flowed wetly from his wife's pussy, smearing his nose and lips. Jake had never seen any woman grow as excited as Cindy was right now. He was beginning to suspect that the loss of one treasure had left him with another. She may not be a half-virgin any more. But she was one hell of an exciting lay. He was quivering all over, from the sheer excited exertion of striving to satisfy this writhing nymph! "Christ, you're incredible, Cindy! You're so fucking wet!"
Already he was planning for his ultimate possession of his transformed young wife. He wet his fingers in her pussy, then he smeared her wetness over his swollen cock. His penis throbbed urgently, eager for the moment when it would plunder the hot depths of her belly!
Unaware of her husband's plan for her, Cindy continued to moan beneath his skilled tongue. Her hands reached out to clasp first his hair, then the sheet beneath her ... anything to help her keep a grip on her galloping passion. She felt aroused enough to devour the whole world in the gaping chasm of her crying need!
It only excited her more when Jake urged her up onto hands and knees. She wriggled her shapely white ass back at him. She was ready for his hard throbbing cock. Her pussy craved it!
His penis-head bulged against the sensitive swollen lips of her pussy. "Ooooohhh ... God, yesss! Shove it in me! Screw me, Jake darling!"
Her wanton words gave Jake the last jolt of courage he needed to go through with his plan. She would be a virgin no more when he was done with her!
Skillfully, he slipped his cock back up to the puckered hole of her anus. With no warning whatsoever, he shoved his hard penis up into her untried rectum!
"Aaaiiiieeee! God-d-d! ... Nooooo! You're hurting meeee!" Cindy's mouth fell open in shock. Tears sprang to her eyes. Pain engulfed her body so that now, instead of writhing responsively, she was squirming to free herself of the hard, unnatural impalement. "You can't do this to meeee!"
Jake grunted lustily as he shoved his cock deeper up into her resisting hole. His fingers dug deep into her flesh as he held her hips steady. She wasn't going to get away from him! Not now, when he had her where he wanted her! "Uuuuhhh! I think you're wrong, baby! I'm doing it to you! Shit! I've never felt anything as tight as this sweet asshole of yours!"
Cindy couldn't believe it! She couldn't believe that any of this horrible nightmare was happening! Now her own husband was punishing her for passions she had had no control over ... punishing her in a way more degrading, more brutalizing than she would ever have dreamed possible. He was shoving his cock up into her asshole! How could he be so cruel! Was this it! Was this the last humiliation before he cast her aside forever!? "Please, Jake! Please ... stop!"
Her pleas fell on deaf ears. Jake established a long deep, penetrating screwing rhythm in and out of his wife's stretched anus. He gasped with pleasure as her ass-muscles squeezed his cock tighter than it had ever been squeezed before. "Christ! It feels good!"
Still waging her battle against the hurt and humiliation, Cindy fought to free herself of her husband's fierce grip and his hard skewering cock. Even as she struggled, she knew she would never get away. Her agonized contortions only helped draw his cock deeper into her rectum.
"Ooohh, baby! Don't fight the feelings!" Oblivious of the struggle of pain and conscience going on in his wife's head, Jake abandoned himself totally to the pleasure of the moment. He felt a voluptuous satisfaction in knowing that now there was nothing Babs could give him that his own wife could not do. Cindy was no longer a prize pony, lovingly sheltered from the realities of life. Now she was his first-string workhorse, groomed to serve his every need.
He was growing more and more pleased with his wife's new sturdiness. With his cock throbbing the way it was, nothing could have displeased the graying older man. He even began to long to know that Cindy was getting the same kick out of the experience that he was. "Come on, Sweet-ass! Let go! Ride with it! You know, some people love getting screwed in the ass!"
His suggestion revolted her at first. How dare he talk to her like that! When he was doing everything he could to hurt and shame her!?
Eventually, however, for her own comfort, she had to try to drift with his rhythm. She had to concentrate on the way that big cock was reaming her asshole wide. She wanted it to stop hurting. It must stop hurting!
Her efforts were successful. Slowly the pain abated, only to be replaced by a new and intense pleasure--the enjoyment of her own humiliation!
Suddenly, knowing that Jake's cock was drubbing her asshole--and there was nothing she could do about it--drove her wild with excitement.
"Screw meee! Screw my ass, baby!" Cindy yelped. Forsaking the last of his resentments toward his young wife, Jake let himself enjoy her squirming hedonism. He watched her shapely round buttocks wriggle before his impaling cock-shaft. He watched her tight asshole gape to admit his plundering girth. Her shrieks of pleasure put the finishing touches on his own arousal. He was at one with her unleashed eroticism. Already he looked forward to the tumultuous release they would enjoy together.
"Shit, I love screwing your sweet little ass, baby! You're the sexiest fucking woman I ever knew!"
It was true. Never in all his experiences had he seen a woman give way so totally to her physical appetites. Never had any woman aroused him the way his own luscious wife was doing. His cock felt like it was made of steel as it pulsed inside her nibbling ass. His body was alive with pleasure ... a gutsy raw pleasure that had invaded their lives as abruptly as a summer thundershower. He knew instinctively that neither of them would ever be the same again.
"Oh, God-d-d! Oh, Jake! Aaaaahhhh! I'm cummmingg-g!" A lewd grin played at the corners of her mouth. Her climax was rising up from the very pit of her belly. Never before had she experienced such a wrenching jolt. It pleased her that it was her own husband who had brought her this unequaled enjoyment.
"Look out, baby! I'm going to cum in your tight ass!" That was the crowning achievement for Jake. His wife was his again. He had worked hard to restake his claim!
As she drifted back to sleep, Cindy realized that what had just happened had been inevitable. They had played rough and mean ... but it was the only way they could wade back through the shit to the person they had married. Once again, there was nothing standing between them.
Jake's wet flaccid cock slipped slowly from his wife's sated asshole.
CHAPTER TWELVE
There were some details to be taken care of before Jake and Cindy settled down to married life.
by pulling a few strings, Jake managed to get the forest ranger fired, without giving the real reason. He got in touch with the people who owned the lodge inhabited by Pete and Sara and had them evicted from their mountain hideaway. He put a private detective on the trail of Sid his ex-chauffeur, but so far he continued to elude them. Jake intended to put all his resources at Cindy's disposal when it came time for her to wreak her revenge.
"Too bad we couldn't find Loner for you," Jake kidded her after one of their heady lovemaking sessions. "We could have some interesting threesomes." Once he got used to the idea, Jake found the idea of watching his wife screwing a dog very appealing. He got a hard-on every time he thought about it.
Cindy blushed. She still retained that much of her girlish innocence. "I think Loner is happy out there in the woods. I wouldn't want to cage him up in the city."
Jake did the next best thing. He came home one day with a tall German shepherd and a beautiful redhead named Monica. "Monica and Rex here are best friends," Jake told his wife slyly. Cindy could tell he had been drinking. Either she had never noticed when he was doing it before, or Jake had just lately taken to drinking. To keep him company, she had gotten into drinking a few martinis in the afternoon. Sometimes she even drank alone.
The three adults sat around the poolside table, drinking and exchanging harmless conversation. Cindy was very aware of the woman's eyes on her, boring into her. She watched with interest as the redhead stripped off her clothes and made a graceful dive into the pool. She had a gorgeous body. Watching her made Cindy's clit get hard. The blonde was remembering past forbidden pleasures.
"Ooohhhhh!" So raptly was she watching the swimming woman, Cindy had not noticed the dog walk up to her. His cold nose prodding her bare arm startled her. "Hi, fella," she murmured and began to stroke his fine black coat. The dog fell onto his back and begged for more of her petting. His cock appeared abruptly from inside his hairy cock-sheath. It was red and tapered, hard as a steel bullet! "My goodness! Are you trying to tell me something, Rex?"
The episode had not been lost on Jake. "From what I understand, Rex is used to getting the best of attention from ladies. He's just telling you he's ready when you are."
Cindy's cunt began to throb under her dress. Obviously her husband was trying to push her into having sex with the dog. While the idea thrilled her, it also saddened her a little. Step by step, their personal life was becoming more and more worldly. It was clear to her that soon she would no longer be able to claim her husband's exclusive attention. They had only been married three months, and already their sex life was getting jaded.
Monica emerged dripping and magnificent from the pool. Her water-streaked nakedness shimmered in the sunlight. She was very tan, except where she normally wore a bathing suit. The pink peaks of her tits and the red thatch of her pubic bush drew attention like erotic magnets. Both Jake and Cindy were staring hungrily at her. Monica obviously loved the attention.
When Jake gestured to her, the redhead walked shamelessly up to him. She stood legs spread, while Jake shoved a finger deep up into her cunt-hole. "Oooohhh, feels good ... " her voice was silky, sensual.
Cindy was shocked by her husband's bold assault. She had never seen him be openly sexual with another woman before. The sight made her stomach flutter with lust tinged with a stab of fear. Despite her misgivings, she realized the erotic possibilities of the situation far outweighed in her mind the fear of learning to share her husband.
The redhead was looking at Cindy. She ran her tongue suggestively over her lips while she ground her pussy down onto the invading finger. "Your husband turns me on ... so do you, darling. Why don't you stand up for a minute?"
As though hypnotized by the other woman's sensual spell, Cindy abandoned the dog and stood very close to Monica. When the redhead offered her lips to be kissed, Cindy searched her soft yielding mouth hungrily. She reached for the full-blown orbs of Monica's tits and caressed them with bold searching movements. She realized at once that she wanted to go farther with Monica.
While one hand played with Monica's pussy, Jake used the other to pour himself a fresh martini. It excited him to watch the two women turning on to one another. He had brought Monica over on purpose to start some sex games. He knew the redhead had wide and varied sexual tastes. It pleased him that, rather than being shy or possessive, Cindy was getting right into the other woman. He realized it was no less than he should have expected from his lusty wife. They had talked about something like this for weeks now.
Whimpering over the blonde's desertion, Rex sat up next to the lewdly entwined threesome and watched their brazen experimenting. His fur brushed against his mistress' bare thigh. Mewling excitedly, Monica ground her loins against Cindy's pussy through the young wife's dress. "Why don't you get naked, darling?" she whispered.
It took only a moment for Cindy to step out of her muumuu and stand naked before the assessing eyes of her lovely visitor. "God, Cindy, you're beautiful ... really beautiful, you know that?"
At once, Monica bent forward and began to suck on one of the blonde's pert pink nipples. Jake was forced to shove his finger up into her cunt from behind now, to give the women room to explore one another. He even abandoned his glass long enough to reach around and shove a finger up into his wife's cunt.
"Oooohhh ... Jake!" Cindy gasped. She had enough alcohol pumping through her veins to make her shudder with growing lust and abandon. She caressed Monica's thick red hair as she sucked on first one nipple and then the other, until both were hard as tiny bullets. "Mmmmm, you're making my nipples feel so good, darling!"
She had had a brief experience with another woman in the threesome with Pete and Sara. But that had been nowhere as erotic as the sight and the scent and the touch of the sultry Monica. She wanted to explore every nook and cranny of the sleek voluptuous body. Impatiently, she demanded that Monica abandon her tits to let Cindy experiment with Monica's for a while.
With hungry glee, Cindy stared at the full mounds of Monica's tits. She stroked their milk-white smoothness while she ground her cunt down onto her husband's invading finger. Then she reached for a nipple and sucked like a starving babe. Monica's lusty groans, her fingers running roughly through Cindy's hair, drove the blonde on in her efforts.
"Mmmmm ... Cindy ... suck my titties, darling!" Monica was luxuriating in the wanton sexuality of playing sex games in the open sunlight in the privacy of the Moores' backyard. She had the hots for both husband and wife. To have the wife suck her tits while the husband finger-fucked her pussy was an intense erotic thrill. Monica could feel her cunt getting wetter ... with the feel of the finger stroking up inside her pussy-cavern ... with the light haunting touch of the other woman's tongue licking her sensitized nipples. "Ooohh, yes ... do it to me, lovers!"
Licking both nipples to stiff erection only whetted Cindy's appetite for the attractive redhead. Inspired with a mounting abandon, she began to plant kisses all the way down over the firm smooth belly, until she was entwining her tongue in the kinky red strands of Monica's pussy-hair. She watched Jake's finger, slick with Monica's juices, slip out of her cunt as Cindy's mouth demanded freedom of movement up between the redhead's thighs.
Jake reclaimed both fingers he had had embedded in hot pussy. He was content now to watch his wife eat pussy. The prospect had his cock hard and throbbing inside his bathing suit. He ran a hand idly over the massive bulge and grinned over at the German shepherd. "Don't worry, big fella! Our turn's coming!"
Encouraged by the friendly voice, the dog came over to demand strokes from Jake. He discovered the tantalizing flavor of cunt on Jake's petting hand and eagerly licked it clean. The sight gave Jake's lust a lurch. He could already imagine that long pink tongue delving into a ripe pussy!
"Oh, God-d-d! Cindy ... you're won-derful!" Monica was leaning back slightly, doing her utmost to give the slaving blonde easy access to her greedy pussy. She could feel the blonde's talented tongue making its way through her cunt-hair, teasing her with delicious anticipation. Then suddenly it happened! "Aaaiiieee!" Cindy's tongue had met Monica's clit!
Cindy had never eaten pussy before, but she found herself taking to it as easily as a duck takes to water. Her libido was intensely aroused by the erotic novelty of the situation. She was making love to another woman, while her husband looked on! Cindy realized this was something she had wanted to do ever since puberty. She had always felt a little nervous, admiring a beautiful woman. She realized now it was because she had wanted to make love to another woman ... to discover the possibilities of savoring another woman's cunt-slit.
Cindy's tongue swirled round and round Monica's taut little clit while the redhead moaned wantonly overhead. Her cries of ecstasy fueled the fires of Cindy's labor. She was striving to please her woman lover. She wanted to draw an orgasm from the mysterious red-fringed bush before her!
To her surprise, Cindy found the flavor of Monica's pussy delicious. She worked hungrily to lick up her free-flowing juices. Her tongue ran down one fluted pink cunt-lip and back up the other. It worked feverishly ... now stabbing deep up into Monica's pussy-hole ... now lapping and laving the trembling lips of her new friend's spasming cunt.
Jake was astounded at the enthusiasm with which his young wife was eating the redhead's pussy. He had to admit he couldn't have done better himself. From Monica's wailing responses, it was clear that the redhead had no complaints either. Her eyes were closed, a dreamy smile played over her features. She was humping her cunt up into Cindy's face in short little motions that massaged her clitoris to growing erection. "Jee-zuz, Cindy! You're really good at that, baby! Shit!"
He watched her round naked ass squirming delightfully as she nibbled Monica's pussy. Suddenly inspiration seized him. He turned to the dog and indicated to him the upturned slit of the kneeling blonde's cunt. "Come on, Rex boy! Why don't you check out that sweet pussy!"
The dog was more than willing to oblige. He acted as if he had been waiting all along for just such an invitation. His nose poked its way in between Cindy's ass-cheeks.
Cindy had heard her husband's command to the dog. It made her pussy flare with wet urgency. Even though she knew what was coming, she was unprepared for the cold prod of the dog's nose as it prodded the sensitive flesh of her buttocks. "Aaaiieee! Juueez, lick me, lover!" Almost at once, she felt the long dog-tongue course over her pussy from clit up to asshole. She thought she would faint from sheer delight.
Monica opened her eyes and looked down with interest at the lust-inspiring scene before her. Her dog Rex was greedily licking the inviting slit between her woman lover's ass-cheeks. The blonde was gyrating her ass eagerly back against the dog's muzzle. In the first fit of her excitement, Cindy was neglecting Monica's craving pussy.
The redhead was not shy about correcting the situation. She tugged on Cindy's hair and pulled the girl's face back into her snatch. Cindy complied willingly with her unspoken command. Once again, her lips and tongue fluttered sensuously over her wet open pussy-lips. This time, Cindy was more imaginative than ever. She had the added inspiration of the dog's tongue to drive her on. "Ooooohhh, Cindy lover! You lick my pussy so nice!"
Jake had never seen anything to equal the wanton scene he was witnessing right now. A lewd chain of dog at woman at woman ... all three totally involved in the moment's building lust. He could feel his cock throbbing harder in his swim trunks.
Suddenly, the big man noticed something hard and red protruding from the dog's loins. It was Rex's swollen cock! It was hard again! Eating his wife's pussy was turning the animal on.
The depraved sight gave the man the opportunity he had been building up to. He slapped his wife's buttocks harshly. "Come on, Rex! Get up here, boy! I what to see you fuck her pussy!"
Groaning slavishly at her husband's obscene words, Cindy writhed her ass back. She was encouraging the dog to mount her. The exhibitionist inside the young blonde was all hot and bothered at the prospect of putting on a perverted show for her husband and her new woman lover. "Ooohh, come on, Rex lover! Put your hard cock in my pussy!" Once the words were out, she buried her face back up in Monica's hot twat.
Cindy's lewd abandon had both Jake's and Monica's complete attention. They watched as the dog's hairy paws clutched the round swells of Cindy's shapely ass. Again and again his stiff tapered penis rammed forward, looking for purchase in the wet welcoming pussy-hole. Each time, the cock caught for only a moment, then slipped useless back down along Cindy's thighs. His every failure left the girl mewling and moaning in frustration.
Both Monica and Jake were holding their breath, waiting for the awesome moment of penetration. Just for the moment, Cindy's mouth was doing only a spotty job up between Monica's thighs. The blonde was too interested in getting that dog-penis up into her craving hole! She squirmed her ass lewdly back, trying to snare the rutting cudgel. Monica didn't even mind her momentary desertion. She too wanted to see the response of the woman when she felt that hard dog-cock soar deep up into her cunt!
At last Cindy could stand the frustration no longer. "Get it in me! Oh, Jake!" She turned to her watching husband. "Please help Rex get his cock in my pussy!"
It seemed a strange request for a young wife to be making of her husband. But Jake was game for a part in the lewd performance. He was keen on seeing his wife take that long pointed shaft up into her greedy snatch. It was a simple matter for him to guide the thrusting penis onto a true course. In only seconds, the dog's cock was driving deep into his wife's waiting pussy.
"Aaaaagggglgghh! Ooooohhhh ... it's so filling in meeee!" Writhing with the sweet joy of fulfillment, Cindy shoved her ass heartily back against the dog's loins. Just as Loner had done in the woods, Rex lost no time in establishing a hard-fucking rhythm. That was what Cindy was after! Now she could go back with relish to the obscene task of eating the redhead's pussy!
"Mmmmm ... Christ yeah!" Monica was thrilled by the wanton way the blonde was responding to her pet's cock. She ground her pussy more sexily against Cindy's mouth, looking for more friction for her throbbing clit. Watching the blonde take the slick red cock deep into her cunt made Monica crave the same kind of rough satisfying treatment. She was hungry!
Monica wasn't the only one craving more intense stimulation. Jake's cock was throbbing mightily now. He was totally awestruck by the depraved vision of his sweet-looking young wife screwing her cunt mercilessly back to swallow up that tapered dog-cock. At first, he wasn't sure whether he was more disgusted or excited by her raunchy self-abasement. But excitement quickly won the upper hand. It was time he found a place for himself in the heady orgy!
Cindy was disappointed when the good-tasting pussy was taken away from her. But Jake positioned the redhead so she was facing Cindy. It thrilled the younger woman to watch Monica's eyes grow large with passion as Jake sank his cock deep up inside her cunt.
For just an instant Cindy wondered if she should feel jealous. After all, Jake had never screwed another woman in front of her before! She found there wasn't an ounce of jealousy in her. Her own pussy was being too well looked after for her to worry about what Jake was doing with his cock. It was a bizarre swap, but it had all the makings of a tumultuous happening. Cindy's belly resounded with darting pleasure-pangs. She knew already there would be plenty of thrills and plenty of orgasms coming out of this afternoon.
"Oooohhh, lovers! Rex has such a nice hard cock! My pussy feels sooo good!"
Monica was buffeted rudely forward on each long instroke of Jake's swollen penis. She managed to lean forward far enough to kiss Cindy. It was exciting, to feel the energy of her dog's thrusts transmitted through Cindy's eager mouth. "Oh, Cindy darling ... thank you for sharing your husband with me! He has such a fine filling penis!"
The women's groans and mewls rose in unison over the sun-splattered patio, so it became difficult to tell one from another ... not that anyone was keeping count! All four orgiasts were far too immersed in their private pleasures to pay much attention to details.
Except, of course, for the hot yielding, driving, stroking details of the genitals colliding with their own!
When he had married his bright-eyed virginal wife three months ago, Jake had had no idea where their life together would lead them. Not in a million years had he expected to see self-controlled Cindy writhing beneath the insistent pummeling of a dog's cock ... or reaching hungrily for a woman's hot kisses!
There was no doubt about it! Sid the chauffeur had changed their lives forever ... for better or for worse.
Jake still longed sometimes for the shy innocence with which Cindy had greeted his lovemaking at first. He still felt cheated sometimes of the chance to initiate her slowly into all the rites of sex.
But Jake was at heart a practical man, one who knew how to make an advantage where there seemed none to be had. It had been romance that had first drawn him to Cindy. Now it was pure raging lust that kept him with her. In three previous marriages, he had never experienced anything so raunchy as the obscene orgy happening right now in his own backyard!
"Uuuuhh! Come on, girls! Move your hot little asses!"
Neither Monica nor Cindy needed anyone to tell them that. Both were squirming wantonly, climbing for the dizzying heights of pleasure. It was Monica who came first, but Cindy was not far behind her.
"Oh God! ... Jeez, I'm cummming!"
"Oh Monica darling, so am I! It's so good! I can feel Rex shooting his cum into my pussy! Uh, fuck, what a turn-on!"
Watching the women gyrate in frothing depravity drove Jake over the brink. "Shit! I'm cumming in you, baby! Whoo-ee!"
They lay in a sated heap on the patio for a while, panting heavily. The dog was among them, and at the moment no more an animal than the rest. His passion had been their passion. They were united in a perverted bond of self-indulgence.
Cindy served a light meal on the dining room rug. It was supposed to be a picnic, but it ended up as another marathon romp. The night seemed an endless web of pleasure. Only at dawn did they seek sleep, nestled in one another's arms. There was already talk of moving Monica into the household.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Cindy had almost forgotten about the search for Sid the chauffeur when word came that he had been found living over a grocery store on the bad side of town. The young blonde rubbed her hands together deliciously as she plotted her revenge for the man who had robbed her of her innocence.
Life was enjoyable for Cindy, Jake and Monica. Rex made an appetizing addition to their couplings. Sometimes they even threw parties, where Cindy might screw six or seven men, in addition to the dog. The men always liked to watch her with the big beast.
Despite the frantic pace of her new lifestyle, Cindy never entirely forgot that life might have been different. If Jake had broken her in slowly to a pleasant enjoyment of her sexuality, the bond between them might have remained much closer much longer. She might even have been planning children by now, instead of dreaming up new and more depraved entertainments for her next party. Life might have been so much simpler.
If she could just get back at the man who had thrown her into life way over her head ... who had forced her to sink or swim ... then Cindy felt she could go ahead and accept her fate with no regrets ... or not many.
Jake was true to his promise of giving Cindy whatever leeway she might want in dealing with Sid. She accepted the offer of two of Jake's most reliable bodyguards. And she decided to let Monica go with her ... though not Jake. This was strictly a woman's revenge. The other men were only being admitted for their muscle.
It was almost midnight one night when they went quietly up the stairs to Sid's apartment. He was alone in the building at night, which was perfect for his attackers. They wanted to maintain the element of surprise until the last possible moment.
The moment Sid unlatched the door, the bodyguard called Al forced it open. Al, his sidekick Joe, Monica and Cindy all filed quickly in. Joe latched the door after them.
"What ... what do you want?" Sid cowered in the corner behind the door. It took him some time before he recognized Cindy. "You!" He was shaking visibly.
"Yeah, me! What's the matter? Did you think I'd died back in those stinking woods where you left me?" Now that she was face to face with the man, Cindy felt herself possessed by a seething anger ... an anger more powerful than she had experienced either during or since the ex-chauffeur's attack. She looked forward to the night ahead the way a gourmet looks forward to the four-star special.
"Naw! I knew nothing bad would happen to you!" He was almost whispering. Cindy thought how contemptible he was. "I saw it in the papers when they found you ... I was glad too. I never wanted to hurt you. It was Babs. It was her who put me up to it." He seemed to take some courage from this excuse. "It was Babs who wanted to get back at your old man."
Cindy was surprised. She had always thought it was pure lust on the man's part that had created that fateful incident. Now it seemed there was some intrigue involved. "Who's Babs?"
"She used to be Jake Moore's girl friend, before he married up with you. Beautiful chick, but a real bitch. If I ever find her, I'll make mincemeat of that beautiful face of hers." Angry, Sid looked like a cornered rat. The sight of him made Cindy shudder.
"So she used to be Jake's girl. Why did she want to get rid of me?"
"Just to show she could do it. I don't think she even wanted Jake any more. She ran off with some rich bastard from New York almost right after. The bitch promised she'd go to California with me. So, you see, it was all for nothing. The only one who made out was Babs! But I'll find her some day, I promise you!" He was getting more confident, the more Cindy let him talk. It made her furious, to see him trying to push his own blame off onto somebody else.
"And I suppose this Babs told you to get me to suck your cock, too!" She spit the words at him, oblivious to the responses of her girl friend and the two hired tough men. They were obviously enjoying the confrontation.
He hesitated, unsure of himself once more. "No ... I ... I don't know what got into me!" His words rose to a shrill crescendo as, on a signal from Cindy, Joe and Al moved threateningly toward him. The room was small. There was nowhere for him to go. Al grabbed him and pinned his arms behind his back while Joe slugged him hard in the belly. Al let him crumple into a heap on the floor.
Cindy smiled for the first time since she had entered the room. "Are you sorry you did that to me, Sid? Are you really sorry you tried to kill me?"
"I never! I swear! I never meant any harm to come to you out there! I knew you'd find help sooner or later! It was just to give Jake a scare ... honest it was!"
This time, Joe reached over and casually kicked him in the stomach.
"No! Please! Don't hurt me!"
"Don't worry, Sid. We don't mean any harm. We're nice guys, just like you!" Cindy was getting a charge out of her position of power. It thrilled her to see the man who had abused her screaming for mercy. "I understand everything, Sid. You probably just forgot to give me a compass."
He stared defeated down at the floor. He was apparently resigned to a further beating. Cindy understood instinctively that the sadistic thing to do now was to get his hopes up.
"How would you like to make up for it all, Sid? Would you like that?"
He nodded eagerly. His simple-minded gullibility would have been appealing if it hadn't been for Cindy's memories of the brutal way his hands had forced her head down onto his cock.
"Good! I have the perfect sentence for you. I brought my friend Monica here along because I couldn't stand to have you touch me! The very thought makes me sick!"
"But Monica's a good sport, and she's agreed to let you eat her pussy. If you do a really good job, you get off without anymore sore belly. But if you fall down on the job or anything like that ... Joe and Al will let you know. Okay?"
The trapped man looked at her dumbfounded. Even the bodyguards looked shocked, though excited. They took up their position behind Sid while Monica stood before him, legs spread, skirt raised to her waist. "Come on, Sid! Eat my pussy!" she taunted him.
Once again, he looked over at Cindy, his eyes dumb with amazement. A swift blow struck him in the right kidney. "Jeezz-uz!"
"See, Sid, that's how it works," Cindy explained patiently. She could feel her cunt getting wet. She would make this man remember her forever. He would break out into a cold sweat every time he thought about what he had done to her.
She watched him extend his tongue and prod the pink tip of Monica's clitoris that peeked through her red cunt-hair. At once the voluptuous redhead thrust her pussy up a little, demanding more of the moist attention.
"How is it, Monica? Is he doing all right?"
Monica was enjoying her place in the center of attention. It excited her to watch the fear in the face of the man who was being forced to eat her cunt. "Mmmm ... I'd like it a little harder."
The two bodyguards were getting aroused. As soon as Monica had spoken, Joe pulled hard on Sid's hair. That was enough of a reminder to force Sid to bury his mouth against the redhead's twat and begin to suck with the ardor of a rutting beast.
He sucked on the swollen tip of her clitoris, sending pulsing thrills of excitement through her half-naked body. He stabbed his tongue fiercely against her little member, then worked it on down one side of her pussy-lips and back up the other. His tongue seemed to have inhuman reach and strength. It dove deep up into Monica's cunt and wriggled lewdly there. The redhead shuddered visibly as she reached down to hold his face against her pussy.
"God, this guy knows how to give head when he really puts his mind to it!" She smiled sultrily at Cindy. She could see that her girl friend was getting as much of a thrill from the depraved situation as she was.
Both Joe and Al were growing so absorbed in the obscene picture of the naked red-bushed twat and the kneeling man that they almost forgot their role in the scenario. Joe snapped himself out of it long enough to kick Sid briskly in the ass. He watched the chauffeur's head snap back from Monica's cunt then dive right back in. It excited him to have this distant though direct contact with that greedy furry cunt.
"Keep eating, boy!" he growled. The fury with which Sid's head moved back and forth between Monica's thighs satisfied him. He didn't imagine it was humanly possible to work any harder than that, but he gave Sid an added kick for good measure.
"It's really touching to see a man work so hard to make up for the wrong he's done." Cindy could almost feel the fire that must be flowing through her girl friend's pussy about now. Sid was slaving like a man fighting for his life, which as far as he was concerned, he was.
"Oh God-d-d! Christ, I'm cumming!" Monica sounded startled. Her pretty face blanched as she clamped the man's head between her thighs.
"Okay, Sid! That's enough! You got her off just fine!" Cindy snapped.
Once again he looked hopefully up at her. "Now it's time we all took a little ride."
Sid grew pale as chalk.
"Don't worry ... We're not into exterminations." They drove him far into the mountains, and in a suitably deserted spot, they dropped him off. "Have a good walk!" Cindy called as Joe directed the car back toward town.
* * *
Both women were in wild good spirits as they drove back down the mountain in Jake Moore's Lincoln. They drank champagne from the bar, and passed glasses to Al and Joe.
"Here's to your health, ladies!" Joe toasted them.
"May I never have the bad fortune to get on your bad side!"
"Gee, I didn't think we had a bad side!" Monica quipped.
Their talk aroused all four of them. Cindy made no objection when Monica finally told Joe to pull into a deserted road and park. "Now come back here, you he-men!" the redhead taunted them. "I'm ready for some hard cock!"
Cindy giggled at their daring. She and Monica sat back side by side on the wide back seat and raised their legs to the men, who kneeled in front of them. Neither of the women wore any panties. The men had an unhindered view of two bare hungry pussies.
The men looked at one another and smiled.
"Anything in the line of duty, eh Al?"
"Yeah, anything ... if it's this good!"
They pulled their erections out of their pants and sank their cocks deep in the hot clasping pussies. Joe skewered Cindy's cunt deep. Al's penis throbbed far up inside Monica's clutching hole.
"Mmmmm ... God I needed this ... after all that!" Cindy giggled crazily. She had drunk a lot of champagne. She squirmed her cunt down onto Joe's cock and begged him to screw her. "Do it deep, Joe! Make me feel good, baby!"
Not to be outdone, Monica rammed her pelvis down to collide with Al's loins. She had already had a teasing taste of tonguing. Her pussy still throbbed with the remembered ardor of Sid's mouth.
There was a strange hypnotizing pleasure to be screwing in tandem this way ... the two men thrusting their cocks into the hot holes of the two women. It was as if they were enjoying a reward after their night's vengeful task. They were merrymaking at the expense of the frightened man left out in the woods to find his own way back to civilization. The thought pleased them. They were all on Cindy's side. Sid deserved to suffer for what he had done to her. Even though they were all profiting from the wanton side of Cindy that had been uncovered out in the lonely woods.
"Jee-zuz! Shove it in deeper, Joe!" Cindy wondered what Jake would say, if he could see them now. She wondered if he would even care. She knew he had been seeing a young blonde who worked as secretary for one of his business pals. Cindy saw less and less of Jake these days, though they were still good friends, as the saying went.
"Shit, it's good, Al!" Monica's abandoned grunts next to her drew Cindy out of herself. She was glad Monica had moved in with them. She gave Cindy the company that Jake did not. Plus, the two women shared a lot of adventures, foremost of which was this night's raunchy escapade.
Even in the height of her excitement, Cindy was aware that tomorrow would bring a big letdown. Now that her grudge against Sid had been satisfied, what next? Now it was time to figure out the course of the rest of her life.
"Oh, it's wonderful! Shit, I love to screw! Your big cock turns me on like crazy!" She was being totally obscene, and she knew it. That was the way she had to be right now. She had things to work out.
"Uh! Oooohh! Oh God, yeah! I'm cumming!"
"Oh, me too, baby!"
"Wait for meee!"
"I'm blowing it in you, Mrs. Moore!"
They continued to drink during the rest of the drive home. Now, Cindy was drinking more to get drunk than to get high.
She had taken care of Sid. Now she could live with that memory. Before her, stretched the rest of her life living with herself.
"Here's to more of the same!" she chortled and drank deep of the cool bubbly liquor.
