The realm of sexual expression has remained one of controversy for many centuries, and undoubtedly will remain so for many more. There is no answer for the individual considering any particular form of sexual outlet, except that he must be true to himself. The mature individual who has achieved this sort of self-honesty and completeness will be little harmed or affected by the illogical or irrational opinions of others.
In this exceptionally well written novel the author has cleverly woven this truth like an unseen thread throughout the entire work. Had the characters faced up to their unusual desires instead of trying to repress them, much of the anguish they suffered would logically have been avoided.
The author does not, claim this concept of opinion to be solely his own, nor a revolutionary thought. To the contrary, it has been expressed by the wisest thinkers through the ages. "This above all: to thine own self be true," was Shakespeare's way of saying the same thing; but it comes to us from still an earlier source, and one which not even the most rigid moralist can contest...."Happy is he that condemneth not himself for that which he alloweth himself. But he that doubleth is damned if he eat." Those who deny others sexual pleasures by quoting the Scriptures would be well advised to consider this quote from Romans.
No doubt this era could be called the age of sexual enlightenment. That this ultimately will be for the benefit of all mankind is obvious merely by looking at the past and previous ages of enlightenment. But even a brief glance backwards will also reveal that, in such times, honored traditions and concepts were re-examined, and many times discarded. What was considered fact was found to be fancy. In short, the excuse that "it isn't done" or "it's shameful" will no longer suffice in denying man a specific form of pleasure.
The author has published many volumes of contemporary fiction with us. We offer no further comment, except our extreme pleasure in presenting this timely work. We now suggest that you read it and draw your own conclusions. A work of art, no matter how contemporary, should speak for itself.
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CHAPTER ONE
With a shrill scraping sound the shower curtain was drawn back and the voluptuous young woman stepped out of the warm trickling shower onto a soft shaggy blue bath mat. She lifted her thick auburn hair from her long delicately tapered neck and studied her youthful reflection in the full length bathroom mirror with an undeniable smile of satisfaction on her face. It was hard not to be proud of the wide-spaced green eyes gazing back at her in mock provocation. Diane Allen's high cheekbones accentuated her straight sophisticated looking nose which gave way to a full generous red mouth. Diane took a deep breath, watching her full mature breasts expand with the intake of air and smiled again as the chill morning air brushed over her pink nipples, hardening them as the July sunshine shone through the open bathroom window casting shadows over her curvaceous body. Yes, she admitted to herself, it was exhilarating being such a beautiful woman. Diane smiled to herself softly as she took both of her nipples between thumb and forefinger and toyed with them until they extended a full inch from her ripe lust-inciting breasts.
Suddenly a look of disappointment shaded her face as she sighed to herself thinking, what good does a body like this do me when my husband is never at home to enjoy it? And when he was, he was far too preoccupied with setting up his new practice to pay much attention to his love-starved wife. The Aliens had moved to Michigan three months prior, and if her memory served her correctly, all but a few days she had spent alone. Cliff had promised her that when all business matters were settled, lawyers consulted, and the last carpet laid in the new Doctors' Clinic, they would go for a one month cruise to the Caribbean as a gift to her patience and understanding. But could her sexual desires hold out that long? she asked herself in. irritation.
Again she studied her youthful reflection. Though she was to celebrate her thirtieth birthday in one month, her full curving voluptuous body was every bit as firm and taut as a teenager's high set round breasts curving down over a slender girlish waist to round luscious hips; a flat smooth stomach and full-swelling thighs, breathtakingly curved calves tapering down to small well formed ankles.
A look of worried bewilderment clouded her sparkling green eyes and she let the long slightly damp hair fall to her milk white shoulders with an air of confusion. She stepped closer to the mirror, gazing searchingly at the picture of perfection, and almost wished she weren't so lovely. That would make it easier to understand Cliff's absence both day and night. He was constantly on the plane, flying about the country to settle unfinished business and those few precious days that he had to relax were spent in bed-snoring! It had been well over a month since he had lain between her thighs and fucked her and she knew that no normal young male should go that long without making love to someone; especially a dashing blond plastic surgeon such as her husband who measured women's breasts all day and pinched their stomachs, suggesting with a lewd smile on his face, "How about an inch in each breast, Mrs. so-and-so, and may I suggest a stomach lift?" Diane was no fool! Those rich middle-aged woman who lived in the wealthy Detroit suburb of Bloomingdale reserved only for those with an income of a million dollars or more and a butler and maid, would give anything to have a young lover like her handsome surgeon husband. But what could she do? His new practice would certainly raise their income level a step or two and it would be a relief not having to worry about buying a carton of cigarettes or a bottle of wine. She remembered with a smile how she'd put Cliff through his final years of schooling during his residency in San Francisco. It had been difficult at first to walk out onto that stage surrounded with mirrors and strip off her diaphonous gowns one by one, but after a week or two it seemed to be the only satisfaction she got-and it, too, was vicarious. But a stripper in San Francisco can make good money and it was her body that had brought them this far. How ironic, she thought to herself, dabbing at her damp hair with the plush green towel, that now its my body that's suffering from his work.
A quick glance at the clock told her she'd better discard her reverie and dress. Her neice, Lois, was due to arrive today. Although it hadn't been Diane's idea, she was beginning to welcome the thought of having another person around the house, even though it would conflict with Cliff's rare visit. Lois was, as far as Diane could remember, a chubby young girl with braces and certainly she would not interfere with Diane's few secret little affairs. Diane had to admit that she had been unduly jealous of other women lately, especially those who received her husband's attention. But above all, she admitted to herself, she didn't want her young neice spreading evil stories about Diane's affair with the grocery store delivery boy who, of late, had been reprimanded for being late on deliveries after stopping at 2246 Cheerybrook Lane. That would be all she'd need!
The loud ring of the phone jarred her out of her thoughts.
"Hello? Diane? This is Lois."
"Lois, where are you?"
"That's why I'm calling. I'm going to take a cab over instead of you picking me up. Mom told me you drove a Volkswagon and Chad won't be able to fit in your car, Plus the cage."
What is she talking about? wondered Diane. Cage, Chad?
The teenager noticed her aunt's hesitancy and quickly recovered her composure. "Didn't my mother tell you, Diane? I've brought along my dog, Chad. He's very well trained and he'll sleep outside if you want."
Diane swallowed hard. What could she say? "That's fine, Lois. We'll make out, I'm sure."
A half hour later, a gentle knock on the front door brought Diane stumbling hurriedly down the steps of their townhouse condominium.
She opened the door and was met by a lovely black haired teenager with tresses that reached down to her waist. Straight pearl white teeth showed evidence of braces in their constancy of straightness and perfection. The pretty thirteen year old looked as if she'd come off the cover of Seventeen Magazine. Lois was one of those girls who always appeared clean and scrubbed in every situation, guessed Diane from the neat appearance of the young girl who'd just spent three days on a train. Part of this could be attributed to her flawless ivory complexion and the few freckles that dotted her perky upturned nose. She was dressed very neatly; her mother had made sure of that, mused Diane recalling how her older sister was one of those children who'd changed clothes at least three times everyday according to mood. And judging from MaryAnne's daughter, that trait had been passed down to her daughter. Diane remembered her sister MaryAnne reassuring her that Lois had been a perfect baby, and there was no reason to worry because now she was a perfect little lady. Diane could not believe her eyes! She had expected a chubby little dump of a pubescent girl at that awkward age between wearing an undershirt and bra, with ice cream stains on her starched dress. No way! In the last years she had suddenly sprouted up quite tall for her age, and developed small but well-rounded breasts. Lois was perfectly proportioned in every way for a girl her age, and then some, thought Diane focussing on the enticing young breasts, a tiny waist and flat, flat tummy, and long sleek slender legs so well curved and tan. She had bright blue eyes, adding to the amazing contrasts of her dark hair and ivory skin and as she spoke, Diane noticed her sultry little mouth, void of lipstick yet appealing on its own natural merits. Yes, this little girl had certainly grown up since Diane last saw her.
"Hello, dear, come right in." Diane stepped aside to allow the teenager entrance.
"I'm really sorry if Mom didn't tell you about Chad. I mean," she stammered innocently but without conviction, "it's not polite for someone to just come visit and bring an animal along." Her broad strong shoulders shrugged provocatively as she spoke.
"It's no problem," reassured Diane, realizing that if the dog was not well trained and housebroken, there might be some problems from the manager of the complex who'd been frequenting the Allen's condominium more often than necessary as of late.
"I just couldn't resist bringing him along with me, Aunt Diane. Chad's been my friend ever since my ninth birthday and I just couldn't bear to leave him back in Wyoming all summer."
Suddenly, being called Aunt Diane made the woman's skin tingle. She resisted such titles, thinking them unnecessary and worse yet, they made her feel old. "Just call me Diane, dear."
Lois' long tresses jiggled as she nodded her head. Diane could barely keep her eyes off the young girl sitting across from her on the couch and Diane wondered if the girl was preoccupied with boy the way most prematurely developed girls were. Gould Lois still be a virgin? It she was, it would be a shock. With a body like that she must have her pick of any of those farm boys, mused Diane to herself. Her older sister, MaryAnne had always been a prude and Diane wondered if this voluptuous young teenager had been told about sex. From looking at the girl, she seemed so innocent and nubile, but a sparkle in her bright blue eyes hinted at the preliminaries of possibly fingering herself. But at this pubescent age, girls' ideas about sex changed so rapidly, and they learned to become secretive about their thoughts and experiences. If she's like her mother, thought Diane, she won't tell. But, reasoned Diane, the girl had to be thinking about sex; it was only normal at her age, and given her development it would be abnormal if she hadn't necked and petted and maybe let a boy finger-fuck her at least a few times.
Suddenly there was a scratching at the kitchen door, just feet away from the living room where they were seated in the forest green matching furniture, its plush pile rubbing against female flesh. The sound gave Diane a start of an almost sensual nature. It was a familiar sound-the signal that her young, 'delivery boy' lover gave when he approached the kitchen door to hand her her box of groceries. Diane smile to herself remembering how after the first day she had let him fuck her and lick her pussy, she had ordered groceries everyday until finally cans of soup, vegetables and fruits were piled in the broom closet, over-flowing from the kitchen cabinet and even began creeping into the linen closet. The scratching continued.
"That must be Chad!" Lois rose to her feet and headed for the kitchen door. With a wide creak it opened and Diane sat with a hidden grimace on her face thinking, not only do I have to put up with this little girl invading my privacy, but I have to take care of a dog too! But politely she, too, rose to her feet and padded to the kitchen in her bare feet.
"Well, this is a good looking dog!" Diane looked down at the big, shaggy German shepherd who was looking up at her with mournful eyes. His coat was so rough that there was the impression that he'd been locked up in a cage for months. His hair looked shaggy and dirty from the long train ride. His mouth opened slightly and Diane glimpsed at his full red sensuous tongue.
Lois was on her knees petting the dishevelled animal, stroking his ragged coat and scratching him behind his ear.
"He's a lovely dog, Lois. But don't you think he looks hungry? When did he last eat?"
An unexplainable wave of affection came over Diane as she automatically headed for the refrigerator and searched in vain for a morsel of meat for the hungry dog. Finding nothing except a leftover salad, she settled for a bowl of cold water to soothe his rasping throat. How cruel, she thought, to have this poor dog locked up in that cage for three days with no proper attention. No exercising, no affection. Suddenly she remembered the phethora of canned goods lining every cabinet in the house and she reached for a can of corned beef hash in the far corner of the kitchen cabinet. This should meet his fancy, she thought.
Returning to the kitchen door, Diane found the German shepherd sitting on the small patio that served as a backyard for the small townehouse. As expected, Lois was beside him, talking in low tones in attempt to soothe his weary body. Diane found the large dog surprisingly well behaved and trained as she watched Lois put him through a barrage of orders as she always did before feeding time. "Makes him remember who his mistress is," she'd always explained to queries from her friends whose pets were allowed to run loose and eat table scraps-or worse yet subsist on jack rabbits and other rodents caught on the barren prairies of Wyoming. But Lois had found meaningful companionship in her animal friend; he was her sister, her brother, her absent father all rolled up in one. It was no fun being an only child and, seeing this, her father had bought the animal for her on her ninth birthday.
Diane set the bowl of water and food on the small scrap of grass and waited for Lois to give the signal for the dog to come and eat. "He really has good manners!" applauded Diane with awe as the handsome animal sat patiently waiting for the magic wave of the hand-his signal to get up.
"Thank you, Diane. I taught him everything he knows. I want to be a veterinarian or raise dogs when I grow up."
That's sooner than you think, thought Diane, watching the hairy animal's nose nustle up into the girl's soft warm neck.
"Okay," said Lois, waving her hand once before the dog's eyes. In a second he was at the food dish-sitting! Diane stood in awe, expecting him to devour the dish and all, but instead he just sat staring at her body, not even looking into her eyes as most animals will do. He stared directly at her full ripely swollen breasts. His eyes burned on her deep white cleavage of soft smooth flesh, and he didn't move from his spot.
"Okay. Eat!" came an order from feet away. Immediately the dog bent his head and was lapping at the water with loud slurps. Next he went for the meat.
Diane was rather awestruck by the way the dog attacked the food. The dog seemed to be a wolf, a coyote from the desert that hadn't eaten for weeks. His eyes lifted to stare at her as if saying thank you, and she was quite stunned by the intensity of his deep dark piercing eyes. They seemed to burn holes in her body, so powerful was his gaze. A shiver ran up Diane's spine and warmed her flesh as she watched him devour the food, his full red tongue licking the dish clean. He looked like more than an animal; he looked like a pathetic young man run away from home and deeply grateful for any scrap of food that could sustain him.
"He's still hungry," said Lois now standing beside her aunt. "I'll go the the grocery store and get him some food-maybe a bone."
"Oh, no. That won't be necessary," interrupted Diane. "I have an account with The Super-Mart and they deliver. Just give me a moment and I'll call."
What a stroke of luck, thought Diane to herself. Paul's been ignoring me lately, letting that other pimpled faced young junior high school kid take over his block. But I know that scrawny brat doesn't work on Tuedays. In a flash she was at the yellow wallphone dialing the familiar number, 842-8796 automatically, in rhythms.
"Hello. The Super-Mart. May I help you?" the familiar voice chirped in Diane's ear.
"Yes." she said almost defiantly. "This is 2246 Cherrybrook Lane calling, and I would like to have a case of dog food sent over immediately." She emphasized the last word as if it were a command.
"What was that? Dog food. What the hell? You got a dog now?"
"Yes, Paul. And he's hungry."
A young voice cackled in her ear. "Oh he is, is he?"
"And send over some big bones, too. Make that the best dog food you have. None of the cereal stuff."
"Yes, ma'am."
Diane couldn't help but interpret a hint of enthusiasm in the delivery boy's voice. The young wife stared out the kitchen window, her eyes fastened on the animal who looked like a timber wolf-the kind you see in zoos. But this handsome animal was far more beautiful than any of those sleek beasts. He had a large, leonine head with dangerous, evil looking eyes and devilish pointy ears that rose up very high and peaked above his massive black skull. Even his coloring, carmel and black, added to his awesome appearance. His body, even from where it lay on the grass, could be seen to be thickly mascular and powerful. There was a strange mixture of brutishness and gentility about him. Rather like a strong hateful killer man and a young innocent boy. Diane couldn't help but stare. He was at once malevolent and yet attractive.
"I've phoned the market and they'll be bringing over a case of dog food soon."
Lois smiled warmly. "That's so kind of you, Diane. Chad will really appreciate it, won't you Chad?" The dog answered with a wide wag of his handsome tail.
"Are you hungry, Lois? Would you care for a sandwich for a late lunch or perhaps something to drink?"
"No, thank you, no. I had lunch at the station while I waited for them to unload Chad's cage. Lfelt so sorry for him being caged up like that."
"Would you like for me to show you your room? Let's carry your luggage upstairs to the guest room where you'll be staying. It has a shower in the dressing room if you'd care to shower. I know you must feel dreadfully fatigued after that long ride." Diane looked down at her watch. Half an hour had passed since her phone call to the market and she wanted to get Lois safely settled upstairs before her young lover came to the door. But a loud knock at the front door told her she was too late.
Wonder what this means, thought Diane, heading for the front door. He usually came to the back door to avoid suspicion from the manager of the complex who seemed to be everywhere at once, either trimming the hedges in front of 2246 or washing windows in the vacant condominium next door.
"Groceries for you, ma'am." The young dark haired fifteen year old boy stood grinning in the doorway, a knowing expression on his youthful face. "Would you like for me to take them to the kitchen for...." He stopped when his eyes fell on the voluptuous piece of youthful flesh sitting just feet away from him. "Why, hello, miss," he smiled generously as he brushed by, scarcely touching his Levi covered leg on her bare calf. With a heavy thud he set the box of dog food on the mahogany kitchen table and headed back to the living room for a better, closer look at the young teenage girl when he felt dark piercing eyes burning holes in the back of his head. Diane was opening a can of dog food and in her haste, cut her finger on the ragged edge of the dog food can.
"Ouch," she grimaced, angry with herself for being so clumsy. Now that dirty little son of a bitch is going to get the hots for Lois and I'm going to be rummaging around the bathroom for a band aid while he's out there making eyes at her and probably if I know him well enough, asking her for a date.
Lois looked up at the handsome delivery boy from under her long dark lashes. He was certainly an attractive boy, almost as good looking as her own father. She certainly hoped that some day she would fall in love and marry someone as nice as her father. Anyone like him would have to be all right.
She wondered if this boy was as well hung like her father, too. For although her mother was a prudish woman who held desperately to her Baptist upbringing believing that sex was only for procreation, her father was more lax in his attitudes and he delighted in sleeping in the nude. Several times while she was growing up she had glimpsed at her father's cock and the sight had remained imprinted in her mind with an unwielding force. She knew from things and conversations she'd had in school that a large cock was supposed to bring a woman more pleasure than a small one, and she wondered how well hung this boy was. At any rate, he certainly was cute with those dimples in his cleft chin and high cheekbones. Probably a football player, she thought as she sat silently waiting for her opening, which she knew would come.
"Hello, my name is Paul." He reached for her slender young hand to politely consummate their acquaintance.
"And I'm Lois. I'm Diane's neice. Just came in from Wyoming on the train," she offered in her sweet syrupy voice that always brought a response from young men such as the one standing before her now.
Neice? thought Paul silently. Mrs. Allen never told me she had a neice. She told me she was only twenty-five years old. Wonder if her neice is as wild as she is? He recalled how on his first delivery to this address, that was soon to become a familiar stop, how Diane had come to the door dressed only in her bath towel which gaped open at her breasts. From there it had progressed to more provocative openings until finally she'd just left the door open with a note instructing him to meet her upstairs in the bedroom. He remembered now how he'd snuck up the carpeted steps, two at a time and, peeking in her bedroom, spied her spread eagle on the double bed with her fingers spreading her beautiful cunt wide to his eyes, a wickedly inviting grin on her face. Jesus! She had fucked his balls dry in about two minutes.
But this young girl was a dish indeed! He felt his cock jerk in his pants and the tiniest spot of cum oozed from the small slit in the tip when he caught the sweet peek at her low cut jersey summer top that gaped open at the neck line, revealing a young but well developed cleavage. He tried to appear calm, but his cock started to swell and the tiny wet circle darkening his Levis made him decidedly uncomfortable. He didn't want to be too obvious in his desires, however, and he struggled for the appropriate words. Christ, he couldn't let Mrs. Allen hear him asking her neice out for a date. She'd have him fired from his job as she'd threatened once before when he ignored her and sent the other boy on his route.
"How long are you staying?" he asked hopefully.
"For the summer, Maybe just as long as Aunt Diane will have me."
Paul couldn't keep from glancing occasionally at the young girl's ripely developing thirteen year old breasts where they bounded from beneath her snug blue jersey. She had a body of a goddess and as much as the young boy tried not to, he found himself thinking more and more about having her long tapered legs wrapped tightly around his back as he fucked into her with the force of a bull. If she was just half as good in bed as her aunt, she'd be dynamite.
"Would you like," he interrupted his speach to lower his voice and gather his courage, "to go out with me sometime?" His voice was now nearly a whisper. "There's a drive-in not too far from here where all the kids go and if you're going to be around all summer you'll want to make some friends. Right?"
"Lois," a sharp angry sounding voice interrupted their conversation. "Would you like for me to show you to your room? I'm sure you must be tired after your long ride."
"Ah, yes," answered Lois. "I would like to take a shower and change clothes."
"Wait here," directed Diane with a sharp look in her green eyes, "I'll be right back down to sign the slip." And without further conversation, Diane and Lois disappeared through the stairwell and the young delivery boy could hear footsteps on the carpet overhead and the murmuring of woman's voices.
* * *
Later, Lois stepped out of the shower and slipped into her terry cloth robe. With a deep yawn, she stretched her arms overhead and then collapsed on the bed. It was good to be here after those long three days on the train. But she couldn't get her mind off the cute delivery boy downstairs. Paul seemed terribly nervous and afraid that Diane would hear him, she thought to herself considering her aunt's suspiciously jealous reaction. And how much he resembled her father!
It had been a lonely childhood, first being the only child and secondly never having a father around to cuddle her and read her bedtime stories. She remembered how on the train she had caught herself dreaming at night occasionally of what she had glimpsed on those rare occasions when she had caught sight of her father's cock, rather thick and hanging down between his legs large and hard. When she was much younger he used to bathe her and then wipe her dry with a big rough terry cloth towel that had dried in the sun. Sometimes she'd see him shaving and she had marveled at how he loved to catch her peeking through the bathroom door, wathcing his huge prick sway as he'd bend over to turn on the hot water.
It was a sad occasion for both father and daughter when she had packed her last suitcase. Fondly, she recalled how they had hugged at the doorway. "Oh, Daddy, I'll miss you terribly," she'd promised in her sweet sensuous voice.
Then she had pressed her young full body against his in this way, as her mother was in the family stationwagon ready to drive her to the train depot. And even her father had let down his guard long enough to close his eyes and run his hands achingly across his teenage daughter's back. He had smelled her deliciously fresh powder scent of youth, and had felt all of her voluptuous long-legged slenderness pressing every other point on his body at once. She had been warm silken cushions of sensuality and loveliness. Her curves had been so warm and full in all the right places ... his head had fairly swam and his cock had begun to throb mightily.
And it had all been so harmless. Only her father knew, and her prudish puritanical mother couldn't see them. Lois, of course, had been to innocent to realize how she had affected him.
Or so he'd thought. He had not realized at all that his daughter understood very well what that hard, hot bulge was pressing upward between the juncture of her virginal thighs. She had rubbed her pubic curls and little puffy cunt lips shamelessly against his thighs, feeling herself becoming deliciously aroused from the massive feel of his cock frictioning her cuntal region. She had hugged him more snugly, and had kissed his soft cheek again, more wetly now, partly with a deep sigh....
"Oh, Daddy," she'd repeated. "It's just not going to feel right without you around."
....Until finally he had summoned up the strength to push her away from him, his cock pounding hungrily in his pants.
For a long moment, father and daughter had merely stood there staring at each other, unable to say anything, her eyes had been smoky and veiled with tears. And then he had whirled on his heel and pushed open the front door. In another moment she had been down the steps and opening the door to the red station wagon.
Lois had slid into the seat next to her mother who was then asking her copious questions. "Did you remember to get Aunt Diane's telephone number? Did you check with the railroad about feeding Chad? I don't know why you have to take that fool dog along with you wherever you go." But Lois had not been listening. She had never come so sexually close to her father before. In that sudden moment of her departure before the front door, the pretty thirteen year old seemed to have stepped up a step into an awkwardly different sort of world. Her burning young pussy had been itching terribly aroung the desire-swollen fuzz-fringed cunt lips, and she had felt an intense urge to fuck it with her middle finger till her belly had exploded in fire. She had moved her hips up and back as if to facilitate some sort of release against the flimsy nylon material of her bikini panties, but this was no good. Finally, flipping her black hair back over her white milky shoulders, she had sat down, settling in the front seat of the car, grinding her panty-covered pussy back and forth against the soft, sensuous material. This had seemed to bring a little bit of relief, at least for the time being.
* * *
With sweet thoughts of her dear father, now 1500 miles away, Lois fell asleep but awakened later with a sudden start. Sounds, faint and unintelligible, had penetrated her sleep-fogged mind and brought her instantly alert. She sat up in bed, pulling the sheets down over her legs, then set her feet on the floor. The sounds had stopped and she wondered if she just hadn't been awakened from a dream. She vaguely remembered falling asleep, but the newness of the blue room with its dark green curtains and shag rug made her feel as if she were still in dreamland.
Then whispering, muffled voices began again, as though cumming from a great distance somewhere in the living room. Must be Diane, she thought, but with someone? Who could it be? Certainly that cute delivery boy had left hours ago.
She reached down and pushed her feet into slippers and padded across the thick carpet. Perhaps it was her Uncle Cliff whom she'd never met. Her throat was raspy from the hot train ride and suddenly she felt voraciously hungry. Slowly, with a care that was not really necessary, she turned the knob of her bedroom door and slipped quietly into the empty hallway. The sounds had started again and were more pronounced now, and she had no difficulty telling that they were coming from the direction of the living room just steps below. Her mind was still numbed from the deep sleep she had awakened from and she had trouble focussing her mind on what she should do. She didn't want to come pounding down the steps and invade her aunt's privacy. A low animal-like grunt startled the young girl and for a second she thought it must have been her dog, Chad.
Holding her breath, she moved up the hallway and stood immobile to the hallway steps on the landing, just barely out of sight of the people below. "Mrnmmmmmmmmmmmm," the sound lolled out from a woman's mouth, and then another deeper grunt followed in almost rapid succession. "Ohhh, God, yes, yesss," cried a boy's voice, breathing low and impassioned.
Lois stood stock still, indecisive as to whether she should leave or stay. It was unmistakably the sound of a couple making love. Carefully, Lois peeked her head around the corner of the off-white stucco walls and jerked it back suddenly. There was the young delivery boy-the same one who had asked her out to a drive-in with her Aunt Diane! Of all the nerve, she thought in shock, asking me out and then doing it with my aunt. Who does he think he is, anyway? the thought had her so angered that for a moment she thought she would start screaming with rage of at least make her presence known. But no, that wouldn't be proper.
"Paul, your cock gets bigger and bigger every time I touch it," Diane's voice murmured. "And it tastes so good, so round and hard in my mouth. I want to suck it and suck it and suck it." Lois recoiled in surprise, her breath catching in her throat. Had she heard correctly? She had known people did such things but she had always pushed the weird thought from her young mind as something that she would confront in her older age.
"Now hold it in your hand, Mrs. Allen," she heard Paul's voice say, low and moaning. "Jerk it with your fingers while you lick it. Yeah, oh yeah ... that's good."
Suddenly, Lois heard Diane's voice let out a tart laugh that slowly turned into a kind of gurgle. God, what was she doing now, her mind raged.
"Tell me you want me to lick it some more, tell me," she heard Diane tease.
"I said suck it, fuck it with your mouth," Paul's voice became more insistent, "oooohhh, mmmmm, yes, lick it with your tongue. Swirl your tongue around it like you always do."
"Mmmmmggghhh," the wetly sluicing sucking sounds started low and them became more and more violent.
"Now raise your ass up," she heard Paul's voice command in the throes of passion.
"Let me feel that sweet little cunt of yours, let me fuck you with my fingers ... Oh, baby, loosen your lips and let me slide my prick in farther. I want to push it down your throat," he blurted out, and Lois bent back, her legs feeling slack, but her mind startingly alert to the sounds of lust that continued without end. "When I cum I want you to drink it, do you hear, suck it and drink it, or I'm never going to delivery groceries to your house again."
Lois felt a dizziness float over her, as though she were drunk. She wanted to leave, yet she remained pinned to the wall as though she had been bolted there. Weird lewd images floated through the young girl's mind, almost as echoes of what she had imagined as she had fallen asleep a few hours earlier, but now it was actually happening! He was putting his cock inside her aunt's full lipped mouth and she must be moving her lips up and down on the hotly throbbing head of his prick, sucking on it, the words blazed in flaming print across her consciousness. She had to leave, there was no question of staying here any longer but she could not. She hated that boy for deceiving her, but still she was curious. She stood limply, her long black hair cascading over the front of her terry cloth robe and suffered with the image of that long thick cock, probably as big as her dear father's, plunging into her aunt's wetly ovaled mouth, her long auburn hair tumbling over his tanned lean-muscled stomach, his balls probably cradled in her hotly kneading hands....
"I'm going to cum, Mrs. Allen, stop, st-st-stop, before I cummmmm!"
Then the moistly sucking sound ceased, and there was a smack of lips and another short groan before momentary silence.
"I've been neglected," came the short curt remark from Diane's lips. Then Lois could hear her purr teasingly "My little pussy needs some attention too. Do you want to suck my cunt, little boy?"
"Sure, lady, anything you say," he said teasingly back.
"Then here it is. Isn't it lovely? It feels good from when you fingered it, but I want you to lick it with your tongue now."
"I'll put my tongue down like this ... how is this. I'll suck your clit first."
"Yes, lick ... suck my little clit. Oh, oh God, you can fuck me with your tongue. God, you lick ... your tongue feels like honey," the woman moaned, and then her words ran off into further babbling obscenities.
Lois' heart pounded like a jack hammer until she was certain they could hear it across the room. She pressed one hand tightly to her breasts as though to dull the sound. But it didn't stop, it lurched on accompanying the soft rhythmic sucking of the girl's lips on her young lover's cock. Oh Lord, it was awful! She was hypnotized by the lewd wet sound of lips on flesh, and she gradually found herself losing control of herself. Recalling the daydream she'd had before falling asleep, of rubbing against the huge bulge of her father's trousers, she felt a cold shiver run down her spine and warm as it neared the "V" of her cuntal region. It was almost as though her whole being was palpitating in unison with the couple; and she was moving off away from her own body and watching as she gave way to the lewd tingling of her cunt.
"Oh, my little darling ... oh, God, lick faster, stick your tongue up my pussy ... G-God, it feels so Goooodddd."
Then there was a slight stirring and a rustle from the couch. The first few words Paul spoke were unintelligible, but then he said in a whisper: "Ooooh, Mrs. Allen, let's fuck. I want to fuck ... you ... right now ... I want my cock in your hot pussy."
"Say it again," Diane mewled, "S-say you want to fuck me ... say it aid make .ny cunt as hot as you can, so hot it'll suck on your cock!"
"I-I, I'm going to fuck you. That's it, open your legs wide, here, I'm coming in. Oooohh."
"Yes, of you feel so BIG, it feels so goddamn good, you beautiful little boy. You've got such a nice big cock. Fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck my little cunt like you've never fucked it before. Pretend I'm a cheerleader, baby, pretend we're in a car parking on the way home after the football game. Oh, fuck me!"
Lois could feel the perspiration flowing freely on her body now beneath the softly falling folds of the terry cloth robe. Down below she could feel her own hotly throbbing cunt softly tingling, and she pressed her pelvis out against the rough stucco wall and began rubbing it against the coolness of the wall. But the feeling would not stop. Nothing was clear to her, she understood nother-she could not stop that warmly quivering sensation, and she felt in one flicker of coherent thought that she would do it! She would finger-fuck herself like she'd wanted to do that afternoon after she and her father had held and caressed each other.
As though in a dream, her own hands began to involuntarily massage the tensely straining whiteness of her small firm breasts, trapping the warmly trembling nipples beneath her fingers and kneading and pulling them until it felt as though she would rip them loose from the white quivering mounds of anxiously wanting aroused flesh. Her left hand began to slide slowly along her perspiring body, down the flat plane of her curving sides and across her stomach to rest on the thinly throbbing strands of her pubic hair. God, it felt good! She'd wanted to do this for some time-too long-and she began to rub back and forth, and up and down over the rough terry cloth. She could feel her own moistly throbbing cunt palpitating excitedly against the tips of her fingers, and she worked them harder, learning new ways of bringing herself satisfaction, with each churning of her small slender young hand. She could feel the wetness trickled warmly down the insides of her naked thighs, flowing freely from her inflamed pussy-and she moved her forefinger below the terry robe, then lifted up the him of the garment in her hands and held it clasped against the hallway as she touched her now nakedly exposed cunt directly with her probing middle finger.
The moaning from within the living room was almost incoherent now as her aunt and the young high school boy thrashed hotly together on the couch in wild throes of fucking. Fucking, that's what it was. That's what she wanted to do! As the wild thought raged through her innocent mind she finger-fucked herself. She rubbed her hand against the sparsely haired lips of her own cunt, knowing it was not what she really wanted. She wanted a cock, fucking her pussy too, a big beautiful cock.
But she moved her feet farther apart on the floor and pressed her fingers harder, her middle finger pressing teasingly into the moist open slit, and she could feel her cuntal passage expanding; her finger was a cock, her father's cock. The obscene thought struck her that perhaps they knew what she was up to, and she suddenly felt a dreadful urge to run into the living room and throw herself onto the fucking bodies a few yards beyond her and fuck with them. But she didn't.
The fire burned more intensely in her hungry young loins. She stuck another finger up inside her cunt and began squirming her ass cheeks back and forth down over them as though they were the wild plungings of her father's hard cock, just as she had imagined. The squeak of the springs from the couch became more violent, and she thrust her fingers more desperately into the moistness of her unused cunt in time to the provocative rhythm of her aunt and the delivery boy fucking in the room below.
The thought that NO, this was wrong, she should stop, she should not be spying on her aunt coursed through her mind, but it brought the opposite response as she stroked her working fingers even harder into her moistly seeping cunt.
"Yes, oh yes!" Diane panted. "Every bit of your young hard cock. I want every last bit. I want you to jam your cock all the way into me. Clear up to the end of my cunt!"
Gently closing her eyes, Lois could envision Paul's thickly glistening young cock fucking it way into her aunt's sucking cunt, sinking through the softly curling pubic hair. Her hands became that cock-and her gasps began to match that of the wildly fucking couple in the next room. She wanted everything that her aunt was getting, she wanted to be fucked and fucked, and her belly filled to the bursting point with hot male cum.
"Oh, oh, oh," came the hot, guttural grunting sounds building in flesh smacking against naked flesh as they neared orgasm.
Caught up in the frenzy of the moment, Lois let herself slide down to her knees, spreading them wide, and leaned forward so she was kneeling on the carpeted floor of the landing. Now, her face pressed to the rub, she lifted up her robe so her nakedly curved young asscheeks were raised high behind her and exposed to the warm afternoon air that wafted over her helplessly steaming cunt and ripped her with a new shudder of ecstasy. Her body felt like it was ready to burst, and the sponginess of the carpet below her was the hair on Paul's chest. The wetly sluicing sound of "Squish ... squish ... squish," became clearly and loudly discernible to Lois as her hand firmly thrust and ground around up in the slickly sucking flesh of her naked young cunt. Now she was arched up over the carpet, fucking her finger in through the moistly seeping lips of her cunt from behind while her almost fully developed tits hung down, the nipples brushing sensuously against the carpet as they swayed beneath her kneeling body.
"Oh, your cock, your big beautiful cockkkkk!" she heard Diane cry out between heavily panting groans of ecstasy. "Fuck me ... gooooood ... move your cock in me that way ... yes, let it jerk ... Paul you feel so gooooood, ahhh ... fuck it in deeper, oh yes."
Electric tingles of pleasure raced through Lois' groin and into her wetly flowing cunt, as she imaged Paul grinding his smoothly gyrating buttocks between the widespread thighs of her aunt. But now Lois was her aunt and her cunt was now Lois' cunt. Oh, it was too much! Her face turned crimson, her eyes clouded over with lust-tears, as her body raced toward her first orgasm, the orgasm that had lain dormant in her young innocent body since she and her father had rubbed against each other's anxiously awaiting bodies.
"Like this ... is ... this ... what you mean ... fuck like ... thiiiis!"
"Oh, oh, arrgh," Diane groaned aloud, her throat convulsed in the final throes of building lust. "Fuck me harder, haaarder, you, you ... little ... twerp. Oh, I love the way ... you ... fuck me ... oh God ... screw meeeeeee!!!!!!"
Lois heard the two scream in unison, and she buckled up, her knees pressed down firmly on the hallway carpet, and her head somersault like peering back up between her open thighs as she finger-fucked herself faster and faster. Her whole body was vibrating spasmodically now, and the robe waved over her upper torso, inching up the long streams of black hair that spilled over her head and onto the carpet. Then, sudden quick white gushes of hot cum juices began sluicing from around her rummaging fingers, covering her hand and running onto the carpet below. It had begun slowly but now picked up its wanton momentum as the delivery boy fucked into her aunt's wetly sloshing cunt with mounting fury, their grunts and moans a lewd harmony of obscenities.
"Yes ... Oh, Paul ... cummmming, I'm cummmmmmming," cried her Aunt Diane through the afternoon sunshine.
"Oh baby, oh lady, here I cum, too, Goddd, arrgh," his piercing scream reverberated through the room, followed by another, lower groan signaling that the couple's savage orgasm was matching her own.
In one final lurch, Lois arched up over the carpet, her fingers still rippling at the wetly flowing opening of her hungrily convulsing cunt. Then the feeling subsided. She stayed panting heavily on her hands and knees for awhile, her helplessly trembling buttocks still swaying back behind her in the air. She couldn't bring herself to withdraw her fingers from her still warmly throbbing cunt until the last dying jerks of orgasm had stilled her body. At last she heard the couple rise from the couch and, still breathing heavily, move into the kitchen at the end of the house. Her fingers slithered wetly from her satiated young cuntal lips and she drew herself up, holding her trembling hands to the wall for a moment.
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CHAPTER TWO
Diane sat sipping hot coffee from a pottery mug, her long tapered legs resting on the edge of the glass-topped end table. Long polished nails mindlessly reached for the cigarette box next to the bouquet of daisies. The young woman smiled to herself, a broad grin that ended in a tight smirk.
If that delivery boy thinks he's going to start taking out my niece and fucking her, he's got another think coming, thought the auburn-haired woman, flicking the cigarette lighter several times until a bright high burning flame threatened the tip of her beautifully curved nose. Why did life have to be such an endless struggle, she asked herself with soul-searching puffs on her femininely slim cigarette. Why couldn't she just find one man in this world who would be happy to have her with no strings attached, no qualitative terms, no job to keep him away forever, no thoughts of money. Was it possible?
Scratching, like the sounds of fingernails on a blackboard sent chills up her spine. Must be that dog again-probably hungry. Her long flowing gown swayed in the coolness of the air blowing from the nearby fan, lifting her pink gown in dancing swirls. She smiled at the salacious sensation of the breeze on her bare legs.
Dogs, she thought. Dogs don't have these problems. They just fucked in the street or anywhere when they felt like it, and nobody waved a marriage license over their heads threatening divorce if anyone caught them with another male dog or bitch. Diane found herself wondering if Chad had any problems out there in the wilds of Wyoming getting a female bitch to come play with him. Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks. How did she know it was a he? Had Lois told her?
The screen door creaked open with the force of Diane's hand. The familiar voice of the apartment complex manager greeted her from over the wood fence separating the Allen's condominium from the vacant neighbor's. "Don't you know we don't allow pets around here, Mrs. Allen?"
"Well, hello," answered Diane with feigned friendliness. "It belongs to my niece and he'll stay out in the back yard."
"Give that damned beast a bath and maybe it'll be all right. We just can't have everybody around here having big dogs like that in their apartments. Causes too much damage."
Diane waved her hand in agreement and slammed the door shut.
"Well, Chad, looks as if you're going to have to get a good sudsing whether you like it or not," she said, looking down at the huge animal. "Your little mistress is upstairs sound asleep so if you promise to be a good animal, I'll treat you to a nice warm bath. Won't that feel good, pet?" Stooping down to scratch the dog behind his perky ear, her long sensuous fingers lingered, stroking his thick soft fur. "You are a beautiful animal," she purred, not certain if it was voiced for her benefit or for the dog's.
Surprisingly, these were words that Chad understood. He had heard them often enough from other ladies back in Wyoming who discovered him sniffing around the ranch yards in search of the bitches in heat. For some reason, unknown to the animal, they never chased him away with brooms or a shotgun, the fate of many of his furry companions; instead he was always treated to the best of bones, leftover roasts, and milk. Several times he'd been surreptitiously slipped into the back door and treated to delights he'd never known existed. He recalled with particular fondness a Mrs. Abelson-the soft blonde hair up between her female thighs, her sweet smelling little hole nestling there radiating Wyoming sunshine.
And this nice lady who had been so good to him after that torturous ride across country, smelled exciting to him too. Yes, a bath would be fine with him; it would give him a chance to see just how nice she was going to be to him. Lois was a faithful, loyal mistress, but a bit of a tease. Always stopping him, laughing at his cold wet nose that nuzzled its way into her soft warm neck.
Diane could not repress a sharp twinge of excitement as she made her way to the downstairs bathroom with the furry German shepherd lapping at her heels and occasionally brushing against her naked legs. The feel of his rough fur along her silk-smooth skin sent sensual shivers all hte wya up her soft inner thighs and into the auburn hair of her still cum-flooded pussy. She felt a bit confused over her excitement. After all, hadn't her lover left her just a short time before? To her it remained a mystery-a mystery she preferred not to think about or reason with, just experience.
"Well, here we are, you handsome animal," she said as she opened the door to the pink bathroom. "I'm going to take a quick shower first and then you're next. I'll only be a second." And then out of habit she slipped off her long flowing gown and hung it on the hanger on the mahogany door.
Chad's big brown eyes flared at the erotic spell-binding feminine loveliness. The smell of sex was still pungent on her curvaceous body. The heady scent of her hungering pussy wafted clearly to him and made his loins pulse with an insatiable desire.
Diane turned, feeling her cheeks flush hotly as she realized that Chad's burning eyes were upon her as she stood there naked before him. She glanced into the cabinet mirror, and then looked away. Why should she feel so self-conscious? After all, it was only an animal. To dispell her fears, she turned and petted him reassuringly on the forehead. "You're some dog. Does Lois let you in the bathroom when she takes a shower?"
Chad answered with a muffled whine and licked her hand. Diane stood examining her supple, curvaceous flesh in the full length mirror. She ran her hands down over the ripe fullness of her breasts, down over her hour-glass waist to her full hips and thighs. Finally her eyes rested on the softly wafting curls of her cuntal region. Yes, she had a body that no one could help but admire.
Smiling seductively at herself, she shook out her long, auburn hair. Then she turned away from Chad toward the bathtub, conscious of the full, juicy curves of her buttock cheeks which joggled tantalizingly before the dog's longing eyes as she moved back the shower curtain and bent over to remove the plug in the drain. From this bent over position, Chad, behind her, could make out the barest wisps of auburn pubic hair curling out between her quivering thighs to the juncture of her smoothly formed ass cheeks and he snorted hotly in familiar anticipation.
The plug was tightly lodged in the tub, so tightly that she could not pull it loose without first loosening it with twists and turns. Then she turned on the water. And in that moment of complete and vulnerable exposure with her naked buttocks jutting lewdly back toward Chad's face, the young wife had an experience that would have been predicted for a woman of a more expansive sexual experience, but which for Diane Allen constituted perhaps the most shattering physical adventure of her life-or so she thought.
For, in that moment suspended between time and space, poised with all of her luscious tempting nakedness undulating in sexual promise over the tub, she suddenly felt the hot swiping lick of a long animal tongue move wetly from a point just below her curl-fringed pussy lips, stroking ardently up through her cuntal furrow, and up sharply through the cleft in her buttocks to flick and tease expertly at her virginal little anus?
"Oooooohhh!" Diane was not quite sure where her groan had come from. Certainly there had been no indication preceding it that her loins would convulse so heatedly under that initial lengthy stroke of Chad's hot wet tongue. One moment it seemed to her that her pussy was quietly somnolent, the next as excited as a hive full of honey bees. And all because of a dog ... a dog she had never seen until a few hours ago ... a dog that belonged to her own thirteen year old niece!
Before she could get a grip on herself, this animal repeated his cunt-flooding act, this time curling his tongue like a scroll and pushing it slipperily up through the auburn hair-lined lips of her hotly burning cunt. Diane held onto the edge of the bathtub, afraid of what she might do. She had to remain there immobile for a moment to collect her thoughts.
This was not even remotely similar to anything else sexual she'd ever experienced. It had always been she who was the aggressor, the one to provoke. But now, this dog had her pussy worked up to where it was just starting to flow again. But Chad's sudden action worked on her just as if she had let out this obscene groan of lascivious delight which came from she knew not where.
"Chad-no! Good doggy!" Without a thought as to whether or not she really wanted the dog to stop his lewd actions, she reached in back of her and tried to push his snout away. But the feel of his cold wet muzzle in her fingers and between her buttocks was a second sensation so electrically erotic and stimulating that it could not be tolerated for longer than a second.
And, in that second, the single-minded dog continued his depraved behavior with another hot, wetly swiping lick up through her torrid cuntal cleft to flick up maddeningly like a warm, buttery whip at her sensitive nether entrance.
A fierce and primitive groan of sensuality escaped Diane's parted lips once mroe, but, by now, she had also begun mumbling various incoherent prayers in her head, trying to distract herself. In a small way this seemed to work, and she managed miraculously to work up the strength from her limbs to push herself up from the rim of the bathtub. This also tended to force the dog's nose more snugly up between her nakedly exposed buttocks, and the threat of him tonguing her asshole set off another wicked little thrill deep in her loins and immediate feelings of unexplored desires.
"Get away-oh God, Chad, get away! Can't you see what you're doing to me? You mutt! Please, I can't stand this, it's driving me mad!"
Her limbs felt so weak and helpless that she couldn't believe it. It was as if she had become paralyzed with some illness in her muscles. But her imprecations to the dog seemed to have done some good, for the powerful animal now took her seriously and backed across the bathroom tiles away from her.
Indeed, Chad was well trained enough to know when a human really meant her potest and when she didn't. When he sensed that his beautiful new auburn-haired friend actually was serious about wanting a respite, he backed off immediately. He had learned through experience as well that it was not wise to force the issue with a female who was not quite ready whether she knew it or not. A wise dog and well able to play the waiting game, he lay down in one corner of the bathroom and stared at her with his muzzle resting on his paws and his big dark eyes brooding and thoughtful. He would wait for her forever if necessary. But he could tell already by her voice and the warmly rising aroma between her legs that she wanted him.
Visibly shaken, Diane managed to straighten up and find her way to a standing position. She steadied herself as best she could with one hand on the tub, then sat down on its edge until she could catch her breath. She would have sat down on the toilet seat across the room but her muscles had turned to jelly, and she was huffing and puffing and her heart was pounding as if she'd just run the three-minute mile.
"So-you ... so that's what you-do to women!"
It seemed like years before the thousand vibrating pieces her loins had divided into came back together again, and even then they continued to jump for some time before she could get to her feet again. Still intent on giving her niece's dog a bath, she staggered over to the sink to get a brush, rubbing her thighs tightly together in an attempt to kill some of the terrible pressure that was building between her shivering hot legs.
"You-you sneaky brute," she chastized, only mildly cross and really less cross than she thought she should be, shaking the brush at him. "You must have done that to many ladies, I can tell. Does Lois let you do that to her, too?"
Chad cringed down on the tile and looked up at her with woeful eyes. He wanted to please this nice lady who'd fed him and was about to freshen him up after that hateful ride, and he couldn't understand her sudden burst of anger-her female hole had smelled so ready for him. Was something wrong?
Diane glanced at herself in the mirror. Her face had gone completely crimson and she was surprised to see that her nipples had become tautened visibly. If that was the effect of a little playful show of affection by a charming dog like this one, then that smarty delivery boy wasn't much of a little lover after all the trouble she'd gone through with him. Surely the dog had meant nothing sexual by it-dogs always licked people when they were happy. If she hadn't been in such an unusual position he might have licked her face, or her hand. It was natural for her to be demonstrative.
But not so natural for her to be blushing hotly and aroused to the extent that her cunt felt as if it were filled with tiny crawling little tentacles. She had to get a grip on herself.
"Come here," she said imperiously to the dog, pointing at the floor in front of her.
Chad got up obediently and went over to her, standing at attention with his tongue panting out. Then he was thrilled anew as his beautiful new friend got down on her knees, her milk-white breasts ballooning nakedly against his furry body as she began brushing out his snarled and slightly dusty coat.
Diane could not keep back a shiver of excitement as the erotically stiffened tips of her breasts brushed back and forth over Chad's shaggy body, his fur tickling titillatingly' at the already sensitively puckered little nerve buds. Her breasts had always been unusually tender and the feel of his muscular canine body against her smooth, naked flesh was totally unlike anything the yearning auburn-haired woman had ever experienced before in her life. She couldn't label it either. It was not obscene, and yet it was. It was warm and affectionate and understanding and love, and all the thousand and one cozy things that dogs and humans find together, and yet it was more than that. And she liked the feel. Why hadn't she ever had a dog? She'd have to talk to Cliff about that when he came home.
"Is that better?" she crooned, her nostrils flaring without her certain knowledge, the outer lips of her cunt becoming flooded with moisture as it poised in readiness for some obscure, unnamable thing. She ran the brush through Chad's rough coat, straightening out the snarls and making it smooth and sleek again as it should be. He was just a dumb animal, she told herself. He couldn't have any idea what his licking of her responsive pussy flesh had done to her. After all, he wasn't a man. But if such a thing, such a gesture was so wildly stirring, why deny it?
"There, is that better?" she asked as she finished giving Chad's coat its first set of strokes, swinging her long auburn hair back over her shoulder.
Only to have Chad answer by abruptly turning his head and darting out his long thick tongue to wash wetly and intoxicatingly across her startled open mouth. "Why...!" But before she could finish, his tongue had artfully inserted itself between her lush red lips and he was French kissing her, licking his long wet tongue all the way into her mouth, licking at her even white teeth and all around the sides of her surprised, gasping lips.
She tried to fend him off by gripping the shaggy fur around his neck, but instead found herself responding in a way that was wholly unexpected. His kiss was so like the young boy, Paul's, except for the size of his tongue, which of course, was much bigger-that she couldn't seem to keep herself from kissing him back. She sucked on his tongue luxuriously and licked it all over with instinctive adoration of its dominating maleness. And instead of pulling away, her softly mounded breasts pressed themselves snugly into the warmth of his fur, and she felt a wave of warm cuntal moisture shoot down from her loins in natural feminine response.
But this was terrible! The urge to lie down on the bathroom floor on her back and spread her legs for him-for a dog!-was overwhelming!
Diane was incredulous. She had known she was in a mildly turned-on mood ever since the delivery boy had fucked her and licked her cunt just hours before, but she hadn't guessed for a minute that desire could be unleashed so awesomely like this, with the swiftness and force of a mighty river breaking through its own floodgates and spilling forward in a great tidal wave of emotion.
It seemed like the kiss lasted forever. She couldn't seem to catch her breath. She knew that the wetness from her hopelessly aroused cunt was seeping into the already tangled auburn curls of her pussy hair,-but she couldn't seem to do anything about it. Her breasts were alive with a throbbing that threatened to break her heaving chest and her hard little nipples ached to be sucked. Indeed, she probably wouldn't have been able to tear herself away if suddenly the water in the bathtub hadn't threatened to overflow. As it was, she was barely able to break from Chad's passionate animal kiss and rush to the taps in time. Turning them both off, she whirled around just in time to keep Chad from pushing his snout up again between her openly kneeling legs.
"I know what you're up to now, you nasty dog," she teased, shaking her finger at him. "You know just what you're doing, don't you? Well, you're not going to go around sniffing up between my legs again-not here. You can try it on your mistress, Lois. She's a farm girl and should like it!"
But Chad only whimpered and she realized with a quickening of her overexcited heart that she had taken the wrong attitude.
"Well," she mewled, "now you're going to get your bath. Because if you don't, that nasty manager of this apartment is going to complain and then we are in trouble. Now hop in."
Chad put his forepaws up on the edge of the blue bathtub and with an effortless little shuffle characteristic of large dogs he clambored over the edge with his hind legs too, to fall with a splash into the soapy warm water.
"Well, there's still a bit too much cold in here, isn't there, sweet pet?" She patted him on the forehead, "but we'll take care of that right now."
She swore that the big dog grinned, its large tongue lolling out. True to her word, she watched him with a cautious look as she pulled the stopper loose and waited while some of the water ran out of the tub before turning on the hot water faucet to bring the water to a more tepid temperature.
Chad sat quietly watching her from the other end of the tub, his dark eyes shining with affection but a hint of confusion shone through them. Had he done something wrong? Didn't she want to play with him? Had he done anything to disturb her? And her pussy hole smelled so ready and anxious too. But he had all the time in the world; he'd wait.
Even though Diane now had some idea of what the German shepherd wanted from her, she wasn't quite ready for accepting the reality of her situation. Negligently, she had not put her robe back on; she didn't want to muss it up with dirty water and soapsuds. Diane went about her mission now, creating swirls of churning water in the tub, trying to warm the cold and cool the hot. Her naked breasts swayed hypnotically before him, just a tongue's length away from his open mouth, and the tantalizing scent of her shortly-before-fucked loins was driving the dog mad. Now, as she began to soap up a large natural sponge, getting on her knees at the side of the tub, the tormented dog's prick jerked and bounced with anticipation, filling hotly with blood.
The sponge foamed with lather as she squeezed it. Now she pulled her hair back from her face and reached over to her shelf lined with bottles of cologne, lotions and creams, and drew a barrette out of her miscellaneous dish filled with hair pins and safety pins. "There, now I can really get at you, you little beast," she said mockingly.
He would get his bath at last. So she filled the sponge with warm water again and again and she ran it over his heavy animal body, squeezing the lather out all over him. The water dripped down from his head, over his neck, down his back, along his rib cage, over his quivering long tail, and finally down along a gleaming scarlet point which Diane gasped as she watched it protrouding out from his hairy belly.
She examined it more closely, but carefully neglected touching it. Then it finally occurred to her that the reason she had so willingly brought this dog that didn't even belong to her into the bathroom to bathe him, was out of curiosity. He was such a hansome animal, so mature and masculine looking with his sleek rippling muscles slithering as he moved. Now she had an inkling of what animal sex was all bout and, for the first time, she admitted to herself that she was actually curious, burning with curiosity! She would let no mere animal get the best of her; in the end she would be the one to triumph.
That was when she first saw it-Chad's gradually hardening penis peeping redly from its soft hairy sheath. So that was what a dog's prick looked like ... then something overtook the young housewife and unthinkingly her hands began to soap more and more under and around the furry pointed sheath of his loins. In another moment her hands had actually softly cupped and fondled Chad's testicles and bumped against his slowly expanding cock.
She was alarmed that animals could have such large testicles, andmore than a little alarmed at the way his cock was growing inch by inch. Now she knew that he had really wanted to crawl up over her naked buttocks as she had knelt over the bathtub and really fuck her. It was not an act of curiosity that led her to speculation of how large his cock might be when it reached full length in blood-hardened erection. It was already sticking out several inches from its furry sheath now.
More and more her hands and fingers came to squeeze and stroke the huge animal's rapidly expanding hardness, and with each fleeting caress it seemed to grow longer and thicker. Consciously, her hands fondled his animal cock and testicles along with the sponge which she was using to wash him. She had decided to use the subtle approach, thinking it might be safer since the dog was well-trained.
Now Diane was becoming more and more excited. Chad was such a beautiful animal-probably has papers, she thought. She admired his handsome proud head, his strong sleek muscles, and she remembered the deep kiss he'd given her with his long clean tongue.
She had to admit to herself that if a few minutes ago, the gurgling tub had not abruptly warned her of passing time and fleeting moments, his long lingering kiss may have seduced her.
If an animal has a cock it has to be able to make love, she reasoned to herself. It's only natural. And this animal did have a cock-she could plainly see that now. My God! Diane was stunned as she watched the huge animal's cock grow bit by bit. It's just as big as the young delivery boy Paul's, she gasped in surprised excitement as her eyes fastened on the thickly expanding pole of animal cock-flesh.
She found herself wondering what it would be like to have such a massive animal's cock fucking deep up inside her cunt. Now she felt all fluttery and a growing wetness up between her thighs just thinking about it. Ever since she'd worked as a stripper in San Francisco she'd had an insatiable desire for naked sexual contact, and at times it left her confused and incredulous of her own desires. Times, such as now, when she considered the obscene and forbidden pleasures of a hardened male cock of any kind fucking her delirious, she could barely control herself.
Trying to concentrate on a neutral subject didn't work. She thought about the football game she'd watched on television last week with the auto mechanic, but all she could see was dogs running, their huge furry balls bouncing between their legs with each leap. She thought of her dentist appointment tomorrow afternoon, but the drill transmuted into a long, pointed dog's cock whirring mechanically around in her wide held mouth.
The trembling woman wondered if Chad had ever actually fucked a woman. Could he get emotional about it? Did it feel better to him and make him cum wilder than doing it to a female dog? God, I wished that dog could talk, she thought. I'd like to ask him what position he'd make me get in if he were to fuck me. She couldn't deny that Chad had gotten the best of her by his sneaky but expert licking of her pussy when she had knelt down over the tub.
Diane's breath came faster and faster now. There was no way of denouncing the warm juices of her cunt flowing rapidly at a truly remarkable rate, like spated mountain streams. Suddenly she remembered her young niece, Lois. What would she say if Lois were to walk in right now and see her bathing her dog, his huge cock protruding out inches from his furry belly with Diane kneeling at the side of the tub, nakedly stroking the dog's hardness with the sponge. How negligent of me, she scolded herself and rose to lock the bathroom door. Now she and Chad were alone and they had all day if they wanted. Lois would sleep for hours after her hot shower and no sleep for the past three days. The house was hers alone. Whatever she did with this big, beautiful animal, would be a secret, a secret to be shared with no one.
The juices were seeping copiously from her so recently fucked pussy now and she admitted to herself that she needed it, she needed a male cock inside her soon or she'd go crazy from the lewd twitching up between her legs. Oh, how good it would feel to have a male's hard thick hot cock sliding wetly in and out of her aching cunt. She needed something! She looked up at Chad, his long red tongue hanging loosely from his open mouth. "Chad." She voiced the word cautiously. His ears perked up and a stream of light shining through the parted curtains of the window made his eyes glisten as if they were shining in the dark. He knew from her rising sensual smell what she was about to say and he needed no coaxing.
Diane smiled broadly, her pearly white teeth speaking for her desires. Lewd excitement made her stomach flutter. She didn't care now if anyone heard her or could read her mind. It was as if she were back on the stage again with all those anxiously panting men with their tongues hanging out of their mouths watching her naked cunt and tits as they swirled and ground just feet away. A terrifying feeling of wild abandon overtook her and made her already quivering breasts rise and fall in heavy gasps.
By now Chad's swollen male cock had come spinning out of the soap suds to grow even more. Diane's long-fingered hands groped and massaged obscenely beneath the dog's belly, feeling along the entire fearfully pulsing length of his penis. She was quite fascinated at the way his prick tapered up to the tip. A cock like that promised a fresh thrill with each new inch of it slithering up between a woman's cunt lips and, it was fiercely exciting to the mesmerized woman to think that the teasing touch of her own fingers and hand were producing this fantastic bestial arousal. She could feel his testicles throbbing in her gently cupping palms, and she knew they were churning up inside with sperm, hot male animal sperm.
For a second she felt dizzy. She had never fondled and caressed a dog's cock before and it was strangely erotic. But it didn't matter; no one would ever know. Dogs can't tell on a girl!
She gasped and trembled as his cock continued to burst into greater size. Taking her other hand out of the bath for a moment, she reached down and pushed her middle finger across the warm, wet lips of her cunt, finding them moist and slippery from her own arousal and from the delivery boy's cum who had fucked her earlier on the couch. Her curls of pubic hair were drenched with her sweet love juices. She was alarmed, but more than that, she was excited. She had to find some satisfaction-her sexual cravings were getting completely out of hand. She desperately needed-wanted-something shoved up between her now hotly quivering thighs-and soon!
Chad whimpered out of neglect and immediately she turned her attention back to the dog. "I'm sorry I neglected you for a minute, baby," she crooned, both of her hands once more milking his desire-swollen cock and balls. His cock looked almost a good six inches long now, and as she ran her thumb and forefinger over its slippery length, measuring it, she couldn't keep back a yearning sigh at its wonderful slick feel.
"I'll bet you understand how a woman likes to be fucked probably better than any human male I've ever met," she murmured softly. "You've got a marvelously huge cock there. Any woman would love to have it squirting out deep up into her cunt."
Chad whimpered as if he understood what she was saying. The words were meaningless, but the tone was the thing. He could tell by her silken purr and the way her fingers were stroking his aching cock that she was about ready....
"Do you like to fuck women's pussies?" Diane's nipples hardened with the sound of her own voice, issuing obscenities that raced through her mind with equal speed. She pronounced the lewd words seductively with her tongue, loving the wicked sound of the words, fuck and pussy! She tickled and squeezed the tip of his cock until a tiny pearl of cum oozed from the tip onto her fingers, and the urge to take the dog's cock into her mouth was nearly uncontrollable. "It's so big, so huge, so delicious looking! The things you're doing to me, you little mutt, you. You sweet thing. You've wanted to fuck me ever since you saw my little pussy kneeling over the bathtub, haven't you?"
His mouth laxly open, Chad appeared to be laughing, then without warning, his long pink tongue darted forward to lick itself through her open lips. This time Diane was not surprised and she continued holding the dog's massive cock in her hand, massaging it with her fingertips while she returned his wet slurping kiss.
Her cunt hair was becoming literally drenched with her honey-like cuntal moisture as he thrust his enormous tongue backward in her throat and began seemingly fucking her mouth with it. Lifting his foreleg, he pawed her nakedly heavy breasts, scratching at her sensitive nipples until Diane could not keep back a moan of pure ecstasy.
Her cunt felt as if it were on fire. There was no way to escape these lewd desires that coursed through her body. She had to admit it to herself now-yes, she loved this exciting kiss! And right now she would have let anything that walked and had a cock fuck her any way it liked!!!
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CHAPTER THREE
The afternoon sun was well on its way toward the afternoon horizon in the west when Lois finally opened her droopy eyelids to greet the day. Stretching her arms languidly over her head, she sat up with a start, bracing her lithe body with her arms. Lois shook her head in confusion, her eyes scanning the room in one swift movement. Something was missing.
"Chad," she said aloud as if the sound of the word alone would bring him to his mistress' feet. "Chad." This time it echoed off the walls, reverberating back to her in sheer mockery. I've got to get up, she commanded herself, and feed him. Bet he's absolutely voracious by now. Poor dear, being locked outside when he's so spoiled by me.
Rummaging through her suitcase, she pulled out a tank top, the blue one that made her sky colored eyes look even more startling in their brightness, and pulled on her shorts. If it's as hot in Michigan as it is in Wyoming, I'd be smarter to wear nothing at all. It wasn't until the teenager pulled up the zipper of her fringed cutoffs that she remembered the incident, as she defined it, of her fingerfucking herself to cumming while listening to the delivery boy fuck her Aunt Diane. Shudders of unquenched memories inched up her spine and then reversed directions till they slithered their way to her still moist pussy. There was no doubt about it, she'd had her first orgasm, and although it was the most delightful sexual experience she'd ever had, there was still something missing-a man!
No time to think about that now, she reprimanded herself silently. Chad has to be fed and taken for a walk. Poor doggie, being so mistreated.
Without bothering to slip on her sandals, she stealthily padded down the carpeted steps, holding tightly to the railing, a gesture she herself did not understand. Despite the air conditioning that kept the condominium at a cool 68 degrees, Lois felt hot all over-especially in her rosy cheeks-and she swallowed, nearly choking at the prospect of greeting her aunt. She would not have felt kindly toward anyone who was spying on her and that alone raised a tingle of guilt in her empty stomach.
She peeked her head around the stucco wall as she stood on the landing, just to make certain that her aunt and lover were still not thrashing around on the couch. Good, she sighed in relief, nobody there.
"Aunt Diane?"
No response.
"Hello?" She tip-toed needlessly to the kitchen, only to find it vacant. "Hmmmm?" The young girl put a finger to her pouty lip. Wonder where she went. No note anywhere.
That's it, she reasoned; she's in the backyard. Lois's polished toenails dug into the scatter rug by the sink as she braced her arms on the cool metal edge of the sink and, lifting her head, peered out the window into the postage stamp yard beyond the patio. No, not a sign of life anywhere.
I know, she said to herself, they're out for a walk. Without bothering to check the latch on the door, Lois opened the living room door and was greeted with a blast of hot Midwest summer air. "Whew," she mouthed, waving her hand before her face as if to fan herself, "this is worse than Wyoming."
Which way to go? That was the next query. Shading her eyes with her slender young hand, she peered down the row of brick and dark wood-stained houses, row after confusing row, lining the winding suburban street. A half block away she spied a small boy riding his red tricycle in circles on the steaming asphalt of the family's driveway. It was the only sign of life on the deserted Cherrybrook Lane. A wafting breeze caught Lois's black hair, cooling her fevered neck as it lifted her long waves with each gust.
"Chad!" she called masterfully, hoping to see him come jumping over one of the wooden fences that separated neighbor from smothered neighbor. Stepping up her pace, the teenager skipped over the hot sizzling sidewalk, crying "ouch" with each step.
"Too hot for you, Lois?" someone called from behind her.
"Paul, what are you doing here? I thought you were working today?" Gingerly, she stepped to the side, digging her toes into the spongy grass that tickled her sensitive feet with a sensuous caress. God, she winced silently, I hope he's not going to say anything about this afternoon. Doesn't matter any more, anyway, she sniffed to herself. Not after that comment about taking me out and the next minute screwing my Aunt Diane half silly!
With the experience of his fifteen years behind him, Paul casually sauntered up to the voluptuous young girl whose blue-black hair glistened in the setting sun, creating halos of light through the long waves that cascaded over her soft milky white shoulders. "I'm the oldest of the delivery boys-been there the longest too-so I don't have to worry 'bout getting back to work on time."
Lois's anger melted like snow in July when those dark sparkling eyes of Paul's silently seduced her out of her reticence which, even though it remained unspoken, was evident just the same. Again she studied his even features: the high cheekbones, the wide, generous smile, his straight teeth and the dimples in his cleft chin, and she thought of her father back in Wyoming. How could two people look so much alike?
"Have you seen my aunt and Chad?"
"Chad?" He shook his head, a loose lock of hair falling in his eyes, dripping onto his forehead.
"Chad. That's my dog. Why do you think she ordered all that dog food, silly?" Her voice was like honey, soothing and salacious, flowing in long sensuous swirls.
Already Paul could feel that old familiar growth rising in his tight Levi pants, and he was thankful, for the first time ever, that he was wearing his green grocer's apron. The box cradled in his strong sinewy young arms created further pressure down between his athletic thighs that by now were generating heat coursing throughout his loins.
"Uh, no, I haven't seen, um, Chad." The mouthed words were meaningless, a token of etiquette. What he was really interested in was those young, ripely developing melon-shaped breasts and that deep young cleavage so tight and sexy on her chest.
With downcast eyes, Lois studied a single blade of grass and watched as a hillock of ants darted in and out of their sandy home, aimlessly, just moving. She could feel the hot tears begin to form in her languorous eyes; some predicament, she told herself. My first day in Michigan and everybody leaves me, including my own dog.
"Would you like to ride around in my truck?" he beamed. He was proud at his age to have a special delivery boy's driver's license. "It's right across the street, and maybe we'll see them over near the swimming pool. I know that's one of your aunt's favorite places."
I'll just bet you know, thought Lois through the heaving sighs that were beginning to build in her chest. But reasoning that Paul was probably better than being completely alone in this strange neighborhood, she sniffed loudly and, wiping her perky nose with the back of her childish hand, nodded her head.
"Come on, kid. We'll find them."
Soon Paul had returned from his last delivery of the day, and the two clambered into the Super-Mart truck, its name painted in bold red letters on its fresh white panel sides.
"Is this what you do all day?" Lois swallowed hard trying to regain her composure.
"That and mark prices on boxes of produce." And look up ladies skirts, he added silently. Good thing he'd told Ed before he left that his route was spread out over the entire suburb and that it would take him the remainder of the afternoon to finish. Six o'clock now, he planned his strategy. I'll just tell 'em back at the store that the Simpson's weren't home-that'll give me an extra 20 minutes there. Yeah, there's plenty of time.
"So what kind of dog is this Chad?" he asked, with feigned solicitousness.
A German shepherd. The best dog in the whole world. I've had him since I was nine years old."
"Hey, hey. No need to sob, baby. We'll find 'em. Nothing gets lost in the suburbs-just displaced." With his right arm he drew her closer to his chest and he could feel the warmth of her body next to him, smelling fresh, young and sweet. How could Mrs. Allen have such a sweet young innocent niece?
"This, this is very kind of you ... Paul." She sat up straight. "We're going out into the country, aren't we?" Winding suburban streets gave way to an open freeway and she noticed the blinkers of the delivery truck were snapping red flashes on the dashboard. Veering slowly to the right, the truck followed the narrow strip of the off ramp and came to a halt at the crossing.
"Where are we going? My dog certainly isn't going to be around here!" Her voice grew stronger and more imperious with each word.
"One last delivery," he lied, berating himself for taking the wrong turnoff. But he'd taken it so many times before that it seemed like the natural course. In the distnace he could see the red brick structure, so familiar to the senior high school boy. Damn! Now the only place we can go is in the school yard. Shit! If Ed hears about this, I'm in trouble.
Lois's baby soft tresses tickled his neck with caresses, as if they had fingers of their own. No, he had made the right decision after all.
The truck stopped in a wooded area, and branches covering the dry summer-warmed ground snapped as the heavy truck slowly jerked to a halt.
"Nice out here, isn't it?" the young boy mouthed nervously, realizing his self-created inveiglement. "This is Jefferson High. I'm a freshman here and president of my class." It was offered with a smile of pride. And then without thinking, "Would you like a beer?"
"A what?"
"Beer. There's some in the Simpson's order. Should still be cold too." God, was that a dumb move, he sneered at himself. Now Ed can accuse me of sneaking stuff, besides being late for work. What the hell, he reconsidered, it'll warm her up a bit.
Lois sighed heavily. "Yes, sounds good. Done everything else today, might as well add that to the list."
Snap. The first can was open. "Here's to you," he said with gay nervousness.
With surprising ease, Lois had gulped down two tepid beers and was well on her way with the third when Paul squeezed her hard against his heaving chest. Lois moaned a tiny sigh as her hands slipped upward around his neck, her lips pressed now wetly against his as he maneuvered her clumsily back onto the seat of the truck.
Lois was caught off guard, and she was frozen into immobility. Paul's mouth was warm and exciting, just as it was in her dreams of her father. For her father too, had the same wide mouth. The bewildered young girl found her resistance melting. A little surge of longing swept through her and made her press her love-starved body against his. His hand dropped and began to lightly caress the smooth, bare expanse of her firm young thigh, sending little shivers of arousal tingling through her. Her head began to reel and her rational senses began to slip away unheeded. The beer was going to her head and she knew it.
While his softly caressing mouth infused her with wave after wave of pleasure, his hand pulled down the thin straps of her tank top, and began immediately to fumble with the clasp of her bra. Still she did not resist, as she felt the protective garment fall away, and knew that her ripely straining young breasts were free. Instantly, her nipples began to stiffen and crinkle in the warm summer air, and Paul's hand closed in on first one, and then the other, caressing and tweaking the hard little tips with practiced care.
"You're such a beautiful girl, Lois, I think I'm falling in love with you."
She answered with a deep moan of pleasure. Finally some of her daydreams were coming true.
"I'd like to spend the entire summer alone with you," he whispered urgently, as his hand dropped to the fastening of her shorts. His other hand held her firmly at the small of her back, and she was mesmerized by the masculine closeness of him. It was a new and welcome experience for the young girl. Lois didn't know what was happening to her; she couldn't remember what had brought her out here to the countryside or what possessed her to even accept the stranger's invitation. All she knew was that she enjoyed it. Her head began to spin and she tried to collect her scattered thoughts.
In the dim, beer-soaked recesses of her brain, she realized that he was sliding her shorts down over her sun-tanned thighs and long tapering legs ... then she was naked except for her flimsy pair of panties!
"No, Paul, noooo...." she protested, but even to her own ears, her cries of protest sounded feeble and half-hearted at best.
"Now just take it easy, honey ... leave it all to me ... you really want me to do this, don't you. Don't you want to learn how to catch those Wyoming cowboys and keep them happy?"
His words were mesmerizing, and it was so easy to just lie there and forget about everything ... about her dog and her aunt and the strange situation she was suddenly in.
Slowly, almost reverently, Paul peeled down the last protective covering of her white lace panties, and drew in his breath sharply as the darkly delineated triangle of her sparse, thirteen year old pubic fuzz, barely covering the thin little slit of her pussy, came into tantalizing view. Carefully, he eased them down over her nakedly curving hips, still lower, until finally, he discarded them at her ankles. She was completely naked!
Paul was considered one of the most experienced boys in the whole of Jefferson Junior high. He had fucked the coach's wife, the English teacher and four women on his route with regularity, but he thought he had never seen anyone so breathtakingly beautiful as this ripe young girl, so innocent-so naive-stretched out a little drunkenly on the seat of Ed Patterson's delivery truck. Her whole body was in perfect proportion, from the full upswept mounds of her breasts, to the alabaster of her curved hips.
A wave of panic started to swell inside Lois as she fought to gain control of herself. She knew that she was stark naked, out in the country in a strange town, a strange stare, with a stranger. Yet, her liquor-fogged brain couldn't function well enough to tell her what to do. If she were to follow the dictates of her prudish mother, she would get up, grab her clothes and run for the freeway where some kind, good Samaritan might rescue her. She knew she shouldn't have let this happen in the first place, but somehow, she was powerless to stop it.
She was swept along on the tide of force which had her in its clutches and she was helpless.
But she shivered with delight when she felt Paul's hands on her hotly throbbing breasts, cupping the firmly founded spheres, fondling the passion-stiffened nipples. Then his hands dropped to caress the warm flesh of her hips, finally stopping at the sleek firmness of her trembling upper thighs. She drew in her breath sharply when she felt him stroke one hand between her tightly clamped legs, and then moaned as his fingers moved upward to come into searing contact with the sensitive inner flesh of her warm thighs. The first straying wisps of her softly curling pussy fuzz grazed invitingly against the back of his hand, and a low moan of pleasure escaped her tightly clenched teeth as he began to caress her excitedly quivering buttocks.
Involuntarily, she spread her naked thighs slightly in silent invitation, and Paul immediately moved his roaming hand closed toward the glistening pink lips of her wetly pulsating cunt.
He stared down at the slightly moistened pussy slit, and he could see the thinly bearded cuntal lips nestled protectively around the fragile pink flesh. Suddenly his mouth was watering as he gently drew aside the fleshy outer folds to reveal the small, fluted innerlips which collared the petal-shaped opening of her cunt hole. Above, he could just make out the red little titty of her pulsating little clitoris. There it was, he told himself, once I get my mouth on that she'll go crazy. They always do.
Suddenly, Paul was leaning over her again.
"Now Lois, honey, just think of how good it's going to feel when I put my mouth down on your pussy."
"No, Paul, I can't let you do that," she stammered in monsyllables.
Lois struggled to sit up, but found that she couldn't. Her consciousness was screaming its objection to what he was saying while her brain could barely comprehend what he meant.
"Please, Paul, I've got to go now. Let me up, please! I've got to go find Chad." she sobbed, wildly, desperately trying to sit up. But her panicked lunges to lunges to get to her feet were futile against the strong athelete's greater strength and he eased her back down onto the seat. His voice was soft and persuasive, as persuasive as his hands which were once again coursing over her nakedly squirming body with caressing, insinuating motions.
"Now just lie back, baby, and relax. I'm going to kiss and suck your little cunt. I'm going to eat your sweet little pussy. I'll be gentle, you'll love it! All women love it! It'll really make you feel good, and you'll forget all about your doggie and auntie."
She lay back, her brain rioting with feverish thoughts, hardly aware the Paul was once more bending over between her nakedly outstretched legs. Again, he drew aside her wetly throbbing cuntal lips, baring the delicate throbbing inner walls of her sensitive little cunt. Not giving her a chance to protest, he lowered his head still further, until he could inhale the feminine, cock-hardening odor of her warmly fragrant cunt juices. Then, without warning, his wetly eager young tongue flicked out and moistly licked the entire, hotly throbbing little slit of her nakedly spread pussy.
"Aaaaaaarrrrgggghhh, Ohhh, God!" Lois ground her sensuously curved young buttocks into the cool leather seat below in a frantic attempt to elude the delightfully searing contact between Paul's hungrily licking tongue and her own passionately quivering cunt. But the lasciviously licking boy continued to flick and tease hotly the wet length of his tongue between her heated young pussy lips, swirling the tip of it deep up into her cunt's honeyed recesses, tasting the succulent sweetness of her virginal cunt.
"Noooo, please ... don't, stop...." Lois sobbed again, flailing her hips wildly as Paul continued to slaver with his mouth at her wetly throbbing young pussy. She placed both of her hands on his head, buried between her nakedly widespread thighs, and pushed with all her might, but her will to resist was rapidly fading. The tormenting sweet licking continued and she could hear the lewd, "slurp-slurp-slurp" of his tongue licking hotly against her unused little thirteen year old cunt.
Ooooohhhh, God! So this is what Aunt Diane felt like, when he was licking up between her legs today, she thought. Why have I been holding off for so long? What's happening to me? How can I let him kiss my naked pussy when I'm not even going steady with him? But, oooh, he's licking it crazy.
She could hardly believe that it was really happening to her. That she was laying naked on the seat of his delivery truck like this, and allowing a near-stranger to lick and kiss her cunt. It was exciting her more than her own fingers had this afternoon, and she loved it.
But it was all her Aunt Diane's fault. If she hadn't been lying down on the couch with this same boy this afternoon, screaming and yelling as he fucked and sucked her into ecstasy, she never would be here right now. Yes, if there was any responsibility to bear, it fell in the hands of Aunt Diane.
She could feel them ... little wisps of forbidden pleasure beginning to swirl around inside the depths of her hotly throbbing cunt. She was enjoying this lascivious licking of her cunt by the delivery boy crouched like a devouring beast of prey between her widespread naked thighs. She could hardly believe the transformation that had come over her sensually awakening body. She tried to suppress her pleasure to get her thoughts in order, but she couldn't stop herself from crying out in obvious passion when Paul took the rigid little bud of her clitoris between his teeth and began to titillate it with his tongue.
"Oh God!" she gasped repeatedly, arching her back up off the ground and forcing her helplessly aroused pussy up against the tremendous, pleasure-giving thrusts of his cunt flooding tongue-fucking.
Her whole shamelessly writhing body seemed on fire now, and all her doubts and fears were wiped away. She didn't care about Chad any longer ... he'd be back, he always was. He was probably out enjoying himself, so why shouldn't she? She was starved for love, for appreciation, for pleasure, and why shouldn't she take it when Paul was offering it to her?
"Mmmmmm ... ooohhh...." she mewled passionately, her voluptuous young body rippling with the shudders of arousal spasming through it.
The young fifteen year old boy devoted himself wholeheartedly to his salacious task. He pressed his face deeper into the hotly steaming split of the impassioned young girl's cunt, the warmly perfumed flesh rimming his nose and mouth completely. Then, he began to flick his tongue teasingly around the wetly contracting circle of her eagerly quivering vaginal mouth, feeling the greedy sucking movement trying to pull it into the dark, heated depths of her tight young cunt.
Suddenly, he stiffened his wetly slashing tongue and rammed it as deep as it would go into the hotly pulsating little hole up between her wildly thrashing legs.
"Aaaaagggh! Aaaagggh! Oh God! So gooooodddd."
Lois nearly went insane from the expert tongue fucking. Her excitedly quivering pussy walls clung voraciously to his deep-sunk tongue, and her nakedly rounded hips and buttocks quivered and shook with the vibrations which spasrhed throughout her young pelvis.
She was completely and uninhibitedly aroused now, every nerve ending tensed and poised for the second orgasm of her young life. For the first time in her life, she was experiencing an all-consuming passion, and she was reaching out wholeheartedly for it. She wasn't holding back anything as she yearned for the orgasm that she knew would be hers.
Suddenly, her cunt was soaring. She felt as if it had been lifted up bodily and was floating all by itself on, soft fleecy clouds, gently undulating, drifting towards a place of pleasure, indescribable pleasure.
Then, her whole body, stiffened, suspended in space, as a great explosion, which started at the intensely gushing little hole up between her legs, reverberated like silent thunder throughout the length of her wantonly quivering body, culminating in a blinding flash of ecstasy behind her eyes.
"Oooooh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she chanted mindlessly, as her passion-drenched hips began to grind and fuck mercilessly up against Paul's half-hidden face in her wildly convulsing cunt. Her inner cuntal walls milked greedily on the rapidly fucking tongue, and her hands dropped to entwine themselves in his hair in an effort to force his head further in between her lewdly spread thighs. Never before had she experienced such wildly exciting rapture, and as he continued to voraciously tongue-fuck her hotly convulsing pussy, she found even more new frenzies of pleasure, and she thought she was going insane from the wild, cunt-ripping sensations of ecstasy which were taking hold of her young, inexperienced body.
This is exquisite, her brain told her delightfully, and her wildly cumming young pussy gushingly agreed. It's so good, being kissed and licked there up between my legs ... I don't care that it's a boy I don V even know well, or one who has already licked Aunt Diane's cunt today!
Boy, have I got the hot little wench going now, thought the delivery boy to himself with a lewd smile. Next time she'll be begging me to fuck her. But I don't want to give it all away at once. Make her ask for it the way her aunt does, make her beg on her knees for me to punch my cock up inside her hot little cunt and fuck her brains out. She'll do it.
"Ohhhh," Diane's thirteen year old niece, Lois, continued to moan in ecstasy from the final spasms of her slowly relaxing walls. "Oh, Paul ... that ... was so wonderful ... oh."
"Got to get going now, baby," the young delivery boy said as he knelt up between her open thighs. "Have to get the truck back of Ed, my boss, will have the police out looking for me. Did you like that?" he asked rhetorically. "Your cunt tastes so good, so sweet." He wiped his mouth with his green grocer's apron. "Better get you back to the house now. Don't want your aunt to know about this, okay? If she tells my boss I'm in big trouble, baby."
"I ... I won't tell," she mouthed the words as if in a stupor. "I won't tell anybody how you licked my pussy with your tongue. Oh," she ground her still nakedly spread young pussy lips up at him. "Please fuck me now, Paul. I want you to break my cherry."
"Jesus, baby, don't you know I'd love to?" His Levis were soaked from the pearly drops of cum that had oozed out from the tiny slit of his cock. I'll have Dorothy take care of that later at the store, he thought. She and I have to unload this truck tonight and I'll get her back in the cooler again, that little nymphomaniac.
"But I better get you home now and get my tail to work."
CHAPTER FOUR
"But I'm not sure I can find my way back to Aunt Diane's house," rebuked the confused and half-drunk teenager.
"Just go around that corner and it's the third house to the right. 2246 is the address. Can you remember that?" Paul reached for the pen in his ink stained apron pocket and was about to scribble the address on a piece of crumpled up grocery receipt when Lois slid out of the truck without warning.
"Sure you can find it now?"
She answered with a wave that created a blur before her dropping eyes.
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Just around the corner, behind the secured doors, Diane was still in the bathroom with her new canine friend. It had been difficult restraining the dog from pawing down the door at the sound of his mistress' pleading calls when she had left the house, but Diane's experienced hand had caressed and stroked the dog's prick until it was fairly bursting with engorged blood.
The aroused housewife gasped incoherently not knowing who or where she was. The powerful beast had her under his spell now and his animal kiss was actually making her cunt literally churn with lust. Her hotly quivering thighs felt as if they were disintegrating into soft butter, while the moisture of her intense arousal trickled out heatedly from her wildly tingling cunt walls and lips to soak into her already wetly shining pubic hair.
Her hands seemed to be moving helplessly, wonderingly all over the German shepherd's magnificent furry body as he stood there so motionlessly in the bathtub. Her tremendous breasts felt swollen to bursting and as if they were being caressed by hundreds of tiny hands. She sucked lingeringly on his long fluid tongue, all the time repeating to herself over and over again: one would never know how beautiful animal sex really is unless they had the courage to try it. It's one of the most wonderful sexual experiences I have had....
Her fingers reached down in the water to release the plug and send the water gurgling down the drain. Her cunt was so hot and spasming so rhythmically that she didn't know if she could wait a single second without losing her mind. Chad looks so clean and fresh now, he even smelled human, she mused silently. From the way he was acting all she would have to do is spread her thighs in front of him to get him to lick her cunt again. That was the only thing that would make her cunt stop itching and twitching as it was now. But she was beginning to understand the dog's actions, interpreting them as more than innocent probings with his tongue. He knew what he was doing and if she guessed correctly, he'd done this to many women before her. And if he tried to fuck her with that big beautiful cock of his, she'd let him. Oh God, she had to have something that would stop this wildly tickling sensation up inside her cunt. It was worse than having to beg that snotty little delivery boy to fuck her, that little twerp, she thought with a wicked smile on her face.
As the water slowly drained from the tub, Diane was amazed to see how truly masterfully hung her niece's dog really was. It was one thing to be caressing his prick with her hands when it was partly concealed by all that lather and quite another to be seeing it without anything obscuring its powerful size.
For the slightest moment she felt a reawakening of her consciousness. Was she about to do the right thing? Could he hurt her? She felt like a young virgin again and the thought thrilled her to the pit of her stomach. She was not certain that her small, only human-fucked pussy could accept the lust-engorged cock on this handsome German shepherd.
Her hands reached for the smiling dog and she helped him out over the edge of the tub. Gritting his canine teeth, he closed his eyes and shook himself dry, his dog legs widely spread to support the swaying of his strong body. A warm terry towel wiped his furry coat dry and she smiled as the sunlight from the late afternoon sun glistened over his coat. Lois does take good care of you, doesn't she?"
"Now hurry, she's gone now. Quickly, lover," she whispered, blowing warmly into one of his pointed ears until Chad quivered with hot delight. "Hurry. Come with me to the master bedroom. You're going to be treated like a king, my dear pet. And in return, you're going to help me quiet down this treacherous cunt of mine, or it'll go crazy." She whined the last few words. Her hair brush stroked fondly up and down along his sleek wet back, growing more urgent and excited by the minute. She had to get him to lick her cunt if it was the last thing she ever did!
"Hurry, pet!" she moaned, moving nakedly to the door of the large yellow bedroom. Hurriedly, she ran to the open window to draw the curtains closed: then she ran back to the bed.
Now that her mind was made up and she was spinning helplessly over the edge of obscene and illicit lust, she was in no mood to wait a single second longer. She had fought mightily with all her willpower to resist this forbidden thing, whatever it was, but it was no use. She had her needs and they were driving her mad, and felt totally willing to give in now that she understood what it was he wanted. Never once did she think that her husband might find out, or that a neighbor might hear her screams of ecstasy. But now it was a matter of her sanity: she was about to go insane if she didn't have something up between her thighs, soon!
"Up here!"
The anxious young women pointed to the round bed in the center of the room. A fuzzy white bedspread swept at the edges of the bedframe to touch the floor. The large curved headboard was a series of mirrors, expertly arranged so that the lovers could see their own actions reflected in lewd display, like a pornographic movie-only it was a real one.
Diane thrilled at the sight of the powerful dog bounding onto the bed and Diane marveled at his swiftness and muscle rippling form. He was the safest sex object she could have; she promised him nothing, and he promised her nothing. It was even and simple.
She jumped onto the bed herself now, her cheeks flushed with excitement. What am I doing? raced through her head, but she paid no heed to her own warnings. Nothing mattered right now except for the huge German shepherd next to her.
"Move over, baby," she commanded, and he did so as she lay down on her back on one side of the big double bed. Then she raised up her knees and slowly inched her voluptuously curved body over toward the center of the bed. Chad leaped anxiously out of the way, clambering over her legs while she got herself in position.
At last! At last she was going to get fucked in the wildest, most wickedly sinful way she could imagine.. She had bathed him and stroked his huge animal cock into hardness and now he owed her a favor.
By now Diane's long milk-white legs were completely spread open in the center of the bed, and she allowed herself a luxury she hadn't tried in a long time, worming two of her fingers in between her steaming wet cuntal lips and fucking them deep up inside her hotly churning cunt until a stifled groan of desire broke from her laxly parted lips that made the huge German shepherd's ears perk up.
That was it, she thought dreamily as she gently fucked her finger's in and out of her hotly seeping cunt. This was what she had been waiting for. This was what all her unrequited passion had been building up to.
She tried to reach for him as she finger-fucked her hungering loins in a frenzy of satisfying lust. Why had she denied herself this illicit pleasure before? But those meaningless considerations meant nothing now.
"Chad, please lick Diane's pussy for her, baby. Can't you see it needs it? Do it like you did before."
With his ears perked and his red tongue hanging out the side of his canine mouth, he merely looked up at her. He'd seen this type before and he liked to hear them command him to jump on top of them.
"Lick me," she blurted out blatantly. "Lick my cunt!"
Ah, now she's said it! The big dog, his head tilted, moved forward between her wide open legs. With a single long, swiping movement, his snout was down arid forward, and then his tongue was snaking out and whipping through her moist wet cuntal lips, ripping her soul to shreds.
"Aaaaarrrrgggghhh," she groaned, her beautiful auburn head flailing from side to side, her cunt thrust upward to meet his hot, cunt-splitting tongue. She had done it now, the final thing! The last thing on her list of sexual escapades-and it was wonderful! There was no turning back now. And in a sense she must have realized that from the first moment she felt her belly trembling when she gazed down into the dark limpid pools of his hot and sexy brown eyes. The rest had been courtship, just like with a human. She knew now that she wanted him to lick her up between her thighs no matter how obscene or illicit it was. Indeed, the very forbiddenness and strangeness added to her excitement that was exotic at its extreme. As the big dog's tongue lapped through her warmly seeping pussy slit, her glistening cuntal lips clung to it like a child's lips on a nipple. The rough texture of his tongue served to magnificently bind her tender cuntal lips to it.
And then Chad did something that was so fiercely exciting and intoxicating it fairly took her breath away. For all of a sudden he rooted his whole long, wet nose right up into her steaming pussy flesh, shoving it in as deeply as he could. Then when he'd done that he began fucking it in and out of her hotly convulsing cunt with a savagely swift, stacco-like movement.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Chad! What are you doing to me now? You precious beast!" She screamed as he fucked his nose in and out of her wide-stretched cunt with fast and accurate thrusts. This was wild, crazy. He left her with no room to alter, imprecate, or implore. This was just the most furious, wonderful rape of her cunt she'd ever experienced! The mind-drugging, soul-dredging sensation of his snout fucking almost up to his eyes inside the openly spread cunt sent her half way towards her orgasm before she knew what had happened to her.
Diane had never had any experience like this before. Ususally her lovers caressed her very affectionately before even considering putting their cocks inside her cunt. But this brutish animal was actually fucking her with his nose! And she was loving every moment of it!
Frantic with desire, she gripped his ears wildly and tried to force his snout all the way inside, up to the bottom of her belly. And all the while she was moaning as if she were in a delirious fever.
"Oh! Oh! Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhhh Ccccchhhhaaaadddd!" she crooned, her head flailing from side to side and her long hair flying madly around the pillow. This was totally the most mind-splitting experience she'd ever had. His snout was fucking in and out of her cunt like crazy, making her lust spiral higher and higher with each lewd bestial thrust. She could feel the soft teasing hairs all around his handsome jaw whisking in and out of her cunt as if they would French-tickle her out of her mind. And God, she groaned dazedly, his nose is stretching my cunt lips wider than three men's cocks up around his eyes! But the pressure on her wide stretched pussy lips did not matter now. There was only this wonderful feeling up between her thighs which had turned her body to jelly. Only that mattered and nothing else.
Diane knew she was acting like a whore in a floorshow in Tijuana, with her cunt walls slipping obscenely up over the dog's crazily in and out, raping snout, but she didn't care. It only added to the lewd, perverted enjoyment. "Yess," she hissed up to her animal lover, not even conscious of what she was saying. The passion-drugged woman squirmed and twisted voluptuously on the wildly squeaking bed and thrashed her insanely stretched cunt up against her lover-dog's face like a woman gone mad, heaving her firmly mounded breasts side to side with lewd desire. The needs of her flesh had taken complete control, so that nothing else in the whole world mattered.
The eager dog whimpered with growing need, feeling the nakedly spread woman crazily responding beneath him. Occasionally when she glanced downwards through passion-glazed eyes she could glimpse his thickening red cock slipping ever so slightly, fraction by fraction, from its well-concealing sheath, the tiniest drop of milk-white sperm glistening at its red pointed tip.
A savage shudder of pure, obscene desire rippled through Diane's hopelessly consumed flesh. She was almost cumming now, and the sight of her furry lover's enormous nakedly unsheathing cock forced her still higher toward that ultimate plateau of sexual ecstasy. The sheer eroticism of her wicked, whorish act, made her feel giddy to the point of weightlessness. Here she was, lying on her own wedding bed in her own bedroom, being fucked almost to insanity by a half-wild animal's nose! But it didn't matter! The terrible, frustrating tingle in her loins was being replaced by other equally tormenting, fulfilling sensations. And here, at last, was the means, secret and discreet for satisfying her lewd desires for as long as her niece stayed here with her in Michigan.
Her hotly seeping curl-fringed pussy seemed to be carried away on a tide of sensuality. "Chad!" she panted helplessly. "That's it, pet. Ooooh God, that's it. You really know how to please a woman's cunt don't you." But then, the sound from her gasping throat came in a choking gurgle, so that she herself couldn't even identify the strange sounds coming out of her mouth as with his nose sunk deep up inside the inhumanly stretched tunnel of her cunt, his long sinewy tongue flicked out and licked searingly at the tip of her cervix!
"Ooooowwwwaaahh!" she wailed at the lewd, lascivious contact. Her smoky, lust-glazd eyes peered down over her handsome canine lover through a veil of lewd and lascivious yearning as she felt him licking lasciviously away the heated sperm her delivery boy lover had spewed deep up inside her earlier in the day. Then her eyes glazed as wave after wave of unbearable pleasure from her first orgasm inundated her cock-starved vaginal walks. A spot of licentious saliva appeared on her burning lips. Every move of the muscular animal's body made her quivering thighs feel as if they had no strength left in them. All of her seemed to have disintegrated with weakness from her lustful passion. There was a raging conflagration within her cunt that dominated her soul totally and without mercy. Frenetic sensations of pure desire seemed to be ripping her apart.
And then, withdrawing his long nose tortuously from her slippery cunt, he went back to licking it again. Diane uttered a mindless little cry of pure heaven as her canine lover's long thick tongue snaked out, curling wetly at its tip as it splayed open the fervid, sensitive lips of her lasciviously flooded cunt again. And then before she could get her head back on straight, Chad had laved his way all the way down again to the very mouth of her lust-inflamed pussy, separating wetly the soft, hair-lined folds of pussy lips, drawing with a scorching heat upward and in between the hotly swollen lips, and then finishing with an agonizingly electrifying twist at the delicate little bud of her clitoris!
Diane mewled like a baby, out of her mind with lust. "Aaaaarrrgggg...!" This was unlike any other feeling in the world. She wanted him to burn up his long animal tongue in it! Pressing her fingers into his soft furry head, she goaded him on as his lewdly lapping tongue continually assualted her nakedly spread loins. Again and again the handsome animal repeated his burning caress, dragging gasps of pure lasciviousness from the sex-in toxica ted housewife. His obscenely stroking tongue splayed tnrough the widespread crevice of her shivering white thighs, singeing the whole of her nudely vulnerable loins which were humping so lewdly up into his face, her soft, sparse-curled pubic mound seething with ecstatic pleasure.
"Darling ... ohhhh ... love me to death! Lick me ... Oh God I'm dying ... God ... don't stop ... oh ... oh ... Diane will cum in a minute, lover ... don't stop ... faster ... faster ... lick ... God ... you 're ... oooohhhh baby!"
All the nerve endings in her sex-starved body seemed to be strieking out for completion ... but only ... only the wonderful blinding orgasm would ... ooooooh, oh ... ohhh....
Diane moaned with anguish, a moan that seemed not to have any end. Her entire cuntal region spasmed with burning energy like an exploding sun, and opening her sex-drugged eyes to feed lustfully on the obscene spectacle of the huge animal's tongue lapping so wildly up between her widely shivering white thighs only served to increase the maddening quiver of her belly. She groaned giddily, everything inside of her struggling for the climax that was now within reach. Her hotly smoldering flesh seemed to be burning up in its own juices with each maddening lick and flick of the strange German shepherd's well-trained tongue.
Chad licked deliriously, whining the whole time, his tongue lashing her naked flesh penetrating deeply through the warm, moist hair-curled folds between her obscenely bucking thighs. He slavered thirstily in her ever-flowing cuntal secretions, adoring her melodious sighs, and moans and groans as they broke about his head in a wave of encouragement. And yet his ruttish instincts clamored for still more! Consequently he abruptly discontinued his lapping of her hungrily clutching vagina and backed away from her on his hairy haunches. Diane wailed with anguish, gasped and drew herself up on her elbows, her long auburn hair trailing out in back of her on the pillow, her eyes humid and smoky with lust. Her abandoned pussy folds clutched and nibbled hungrily after the swiftly departing tongue, but it was no use. He was gone!
"Chad, Oh God, where are you going? Please don't stop now!"
But the big German shepherd didn't appear to be listening to the lust filled young housewife's pleading words. His eyes blazing with animal desire, he continued backing away on the bed ... until she saw it! His huge, upraised red animal cock, completely exposed and glistening lewdly in its blood-filled rigidity!
Breathless with wonder, her jaw hanging slack, Diane gaped at the gleaming red prick that had emerged from its long furry sheath beneath the big dog's belly, thick and wet, its tapered end swaying tantalizingly as it left the protective sheath in an ever expanding length of hardness.
It was bigger than her husband's or any man's she had ever seen! Diane panted wordlessly, her eyes glazed over as she confronted this marvelously formed canine cock sliding with such agonizing slowness from its soft fury sheath. Her mouth flooded with saliva. She had never been so turned on in her life and ready to explode! She was thrilled beyond measure that it was her beauty which had aroused this powerful good-looking animal to such a fever pitch of lascivious illicit desire that transcended all bounds of known propriety and morals.
She realized it now-he wanted to get between her legs and fuck her with his big, beautiful animal cock, just as she had been secretly hoping all along. And why shouldn't he want to? Wasn't she beautiful? Wasn't she experienced at making men love her? Couldn't animals appreciate her body as well as a man? And hadn't the dog proved his value as a lover? So why shouldn't he fuck her, ram his thickly bloated cock high up into her slippery cunt?
But some residue of mastery was still present in the woman's mind, and suddenly she managed to protest in an agonized voice, secretly trying to tease the animal. "Oh my darling ... we mustn't ... it's wrong ... forbidden ... what would your mistress think? No matter how much you want to fuck me and I want you to fuck me ... Oh God, I do love you licking my ... but ... oh never ... never you fucking me and cumming in me ... oh God."
But even as she stammered out all this awkward denial, she couldn't keep her lust-glazed eyes off his still expanding and lengthening animal cock. "Oooooh," she squealed, hopelessly thrilled and in the grip of a passion so obscene it was un-namable. "Yes, it would be nice and I do love you ... you know that now don't you? But how can we ... lover, darling ... how can we ... oh God, I have to let you fuck me! I can't stand it-I've got to cum with your cock in me or I'll go mad!"
And with this, all last remnants of puritan morality and restraint fled, and Diane uttered a sharp, hideous cry of anguished desire. If only he had made her cum again with his tongue, perhaps she wouldn't be in such need. But it was too late now to ponder the imponderable; she was hooked. A mere slave of the flesh of his ardent canine whims, as she scabbled on the pillows, stacking them high under her buttocks and hips so that soon her open pelvis was raised high into the air, and she rested back on her shoulders with her glossy auburn hair spread out like a fan around her head.
This position forced the burning hot flanges of her cunt to open up in a soft, curl-fringed oval like a small, thinly bearded mouth waiting to be tongue-kissed. Beyond the tiny open and vulnerable hole, Chad could see all of her urgently waiting wetness, waiting for the plunge of his lust-stiffened cock. The woman's eyes glowed with lascivious desire, and then she pulled her knees back again until they pressed into her erotically tingling breasts, revealing still further the lewdly raising lips of her hotly flaming cunt, glistening with molten desire where it lay nakedly spread open before him.
Diane raised her beautiful head to look up between her rising and falling breasts and open legs at her handsome canine lover, who waited patiently with his massive shining scarlet cock bobbing with the instinctual heartbeat of his lust. Beyond that lay his heavy, sperm-laden testicles that wanted to spurt deeply up inside her waiting belly. "Yes, Chad," she groaned shamelessly. "Fuck me now! I'm ready for you to fuck me!" She reached between her legs and lewdly stroked her middle finger through her greedily throbbing cunt with a savage erotic gesture. "Get in it, baby darling! Stick it up in my pussy right now!"
Chad wanted to, but he had been waiting for her to turn over. He had been trained to fuck women from behind, his paws clutching their soft fleshy curves as they trembled excitedly under him. He was not familiar with this new position. But his beautiful mistress was obviously ready and eager for him, and his own heart was also beating with a sex-crazed animal heat. Perhaps it was all right this hew way!
Chad whined as he moved hesitantly toward her on the bed. And then he was mounting heavily between Diane's widespread legs, his canine head panting hungrily above hers, as his huge jerking cock swung in toward the steaming heat of her open pussy lips ... and finally brushed against it.
"Oh, oh darling ... put ... put it in ... put it in ... yes, hurry before I go out of my mind! Diane closed her eyes tightly as if to shut out the terrible waves of obscene wonderment that were flooding her nakedly quivering flesh. But then her arms were snaking up around his furry muscular body and she was hugging him close, her softly moistened lips kissing all over his cunt-moistened snout, her tongue stroking obscenely across his. And as he answered her with his own licking of her passion-twisted features, she reached down beneath him and her cool slender fingers gently gripping his slippery hot animal-cock, parting her soft auburn pussy hair with its thick point tip, and bringing it warmly up into the hotly pulsating opening of her surrendering cunt.
The convulsively gasping woman gripped the dog's swollen cock with a hunger born of lust. It felt as hot and hard as a rigid human cock and yet soft and wet at the same time. And suddenly Chad lurched forward as if on cue. For moments he had felt her moistly clutching cuntal lips kissing his cock, nibbling at the fiery red tip like something possessed, and now he could take no more. He fucked forward with a primitive, purposeful stroke to satisfy his wildly throbbing animal lust.
"Uuuugggghhh," Diane grunted from deep in her throat as the huge German shepherd drove his cock deep up inside her. At last! Her loins and brain were boiling like they were on fire. His cock rammed up so high into her belly she was afraid it would come out of her throat!
Chad was squatting partially on his haunches between his mistress' wide-splayed white thighs, humping forward again and again to bury himself to the hilt in her hotly steaming cunt. Each time he thrust, his sperm-bloated testicles came swinging forward, thumping with an obscene moist smack into the smooth widely split crevice of her buttocks. And then he began fucking up into her with the staccato speed he had used to fuck her cunt with his snout just moments before.
"Urrrggghhaaarrrhhhlll dddaarrling!" she gurgled ecstatically gurgling and reeling with pleasure beneath the dog's furious fucking. She felt as if she were already cumming, and her throaty cries became one long, endless moan of mindless delight as he fucked relentlessly up between her legs into her steaming hot cunt. For Diane there was only Chad's deadly earnest reaming of her tender pussy, and nothing else. Her passion-dilated cuntal hole flowered open to accommodate the dog's huge cock. She would have not denied him anything now. She was totally enslaved and vulnerable, a helplessly groaning mass of aroused female flesh, living for this thrill-this electric feeling of being fucked half-to-oblivion by this powerful German shepherd. Never had her cunt been so aroused in all her life, for it was she who had usually been the aggressor in sexual odysseys-never the male. But now she was defenseless at last and she loved it!
This was sex at its most primitive and basic level, and she wan'ed to wallow in it. He was an animal on all fours, fucking her without tenderness or patience, but she didn't care. It only added to the thrill of her debauchery and enslavement. His lightning thrusts were so mind-bending it made her teeth chatter and her head spin. She squirmed and groaned salaciously around his thickly dominating animal-cock which was despoiling her sacred auburn beauty, feeling the entire blood-swollen length of it as it sluiced wetly in and out of her flaming hot cunt.
Getting her breath momentarily, Diane looked down between their lewdly entwined bodies to watch fascinated as his glistening red dog-cock fucked rhythmically in and out of her soft, curl-fringed pussy mouth, which clung to it lasciviously. Her brain seemed to dissolve further with each maddening, breath-taking plunge, and she reeled in the blinding light of taboo animalism. Kicking out her legs, she wrapped them snugly up around the fury muscles of his powerful back, and then began undulating her pelvis with a wild salacious grinding motion, meeting his powerful strokes with lewd ecstatic abandon and wanton frenzy. Diane wished more than ever that she was on stage now, that all her lovers were lined up around the round bed watching her as she fucked this dog with a passion she had never shown them-including her own husband!
Like one possessed, the naked auburn headed female humped her hotly working loins up at her German shepherd lover, sliding forward onto his continuously skewering cock as it plunged deeper and deeper into the tortured confines of her hotly quivering belly. The dog's furry stomach and loins battered mercilessly against her milk-white flesh, thudding resoundingly into her lewdly spread cuntal flesh, his enormous blood-engored cock sinking far up into the hot fluid inferno of her wildly clasping pussy hole.
Almost unconscious of her actions, Diane rotated her buttocks and her hips furiously beneath him with shameless mewls of pure sexual ecstasy, spiraling her cunt hungrily up and down around the unbelievable length of Chad's instinct-driven cock, a blissful cry of anguished joy breaking from her parted lips.
And then she thought her head was going to explode right off her shoulders as she sensed her longed-for orgasm coming hurtling towards her. Its advance signals splayed through her erotically seething loins like the prickling of a million tiny needles, torturing the pit of her sensuously shivering belly with the obscene promise of the most shattering cum she'd ever known!
She seemed to be whining endlessly now, straining and yearning on the very edge of her climax, only to feel it recede from her yet once again, tantalizingly.
"Oh, come on, Chad! That's it, you wonderful dear-oh! Oh! Fuck meeeeee! Oh!" Her voice cracked with passion as she slavered ecstatically all over his panting canine face, smothering it with burning moist kisses. Her loins felt as if they were going to explode into millions of pieces.
Above her, Chad's hotly chugging animal heart raged out of control, hugging and puffing with love for his new human lover whose long soft legs were wound so snugly around his swiftly moving back as were her arms, now, so passionately around his neck. She pleaded with him begged and cajoled as she kissed him feverishly, at the same time thrusting her tighly hugging cuntal walls up onto his rod of flesh as it fucked faster and faster in and out between her thighs. The burning heat of her loins was like a balm to his savagely pumping cock, urging him madly higher.
"Darling ... of ... lick my darling ... lick my tongue ... darling ... kiss me ... oh lick my tongue ... darling ... kiss me ... oh ... oh ... oh...." she Begged, out of her mind with lust, her face almost unrecognizably contorted. She opened her mouth to gasp out something else, and just then the dog's long, thick wet tongue trust into the cavern of her mouth, brushing along her tongue as it moved to the very back of her throat. And she sucked it wildly, unbridled bestial passion making her a creature devoid of all reason. Her toes turned under and everything in her flesh seemed to scream orgiastically. With the German shepherd's tongue in her mouth it was as if he was fucking her there as well as in her madly churning cunt with his cock below. Sob after desperate sob burst from her ovaled lips ... this was it ... it ... there . .'. and then ... then her first spasm of flesh-twisting, mind-thrashing orgasm hit her!
Diane whined like a mad woman and tried to fight him off, her pelvis thrashing with uncontrollable sensual bliss. Her loins seemed to convulse in mid-air, twisting and squirming with excruciating joy, her cuntal hole undulating and hugging ecstatically over his swiftly moving dog-cock.
Chad responded by fucking her yet harder, and then he too was climaxing-spurting out his hotly scalding animal cum deep up into the depths of her insanely writhing human belly.
The dog's tongue withdrew from her greedily sucking mouth and he began yelping for joy as she flailed her head from side to side, her face twisted with obscene passion. The brightest flash of erotic happiness Diane had ever known blew off inside her like a bursting cannon shot, burning every last nerve ending in her insanely shuddering body to a frazzle. The lewd combination of their human-animal cum trickled warmly back out of her rippling womb around Chad's still rhythmically fucking cock, flowing down the insides of her taut thighs as she milked her furry lover's cock of every last delicious drop of his hotly scalding animal-sperm.
Diane groaned lustfully, her head thick with happiness. She moaned and sighed softly, her eyes hot and veiled with passion, her legs jerking convulsively as the last throes of her orgasm rippled through her naked loins. Then her legs fell weakly apart on the bed on either side of his relaxing hairy flanks. Affection and a hopeless sense of enchanted wonder flooded her formerly frustrated flesh from the tips of her toes to the very ends of her long, lustrous auburn hair.
If this was depraved, it was the most wonderful depravity in the world, she thought. She was never going to let Chad go. Shame didn't even enter into it. She couldn't remember when she had ever felt so, so relaxed. This was the most marvelous tranquilizer in the world. Why had the world withheld it from her for so long? When your body has a need, you don't deny that need on the grounds of a social taboo. Sex was a food to Diane and she had to have it to survive. And this animal-human sex was the most wonderful thing in the world to her. She was never going to deny herself of it again for as long as she lived.
Chad's cum-drained cock slipped wetly from her semen-flooded cuntal with a loud, lewd sucking noise. She looked down affectionately, her eyes full of stars, at his glistening deflating cock, heavy with the moisture of both their orgiastic secretions, sliding slowly from the auburn curl-fringed folds of her exhausted but joyously satiated cunt, the lips of which seemed to be clinging after his softened cock as if they would never let go.
A happy warm glow suffused her body, and everything within her seemed flooded with pure liquid happiness. She got up on her elbows and took the German shepherd's handsome face in her hands.
"That was so beautiful, my darling. Promise me you will always fuck me when I want you to fuck me. Promise me you will love me always just as you love my dear niece, Lois. I have to have you with me forever. You make love better than any man I've ever slept with."
He licked at her face in reply, and then at the undersides of her full, heavy breasts. Diane giggled in delight.
"You know what I'm going to do?" Diane tugged at the dog's ears. "I'm going to tell your mistress she can have that twerp of a delivery boy in exchange for you." The woman's eyes sparkled with lustful odysseys. "And maybe we can all have a little party some night. Would you like that my dear animal lover? Would you like to see your mistress get fucked by another male? Or would that make you become jealous?" she teased with mock concern.
I wonder if Lois is still a virgin, she thought to herself. If she is, I can't imagine her having never made love with this precious beast. She hugged the animal close to her naked body. Satiated, she fell back on the bed.
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CHAPTER FIVE
2244, no 2246, or was it 2248? "Oh, no," sighed Lois to herself, drawing an escaped strand of her blue black hair out of her eyes, hoping it was the obstruction that would clear her vision. "Why did I have to drink that beer?" she chided herself, biting her bottom lip in bewilderment. Now I can't even find my back to Diane's house. My dog is gone, I feel terribly unwelcome. What else could go wrong? Subconsciously her mind was still on the dark haired delivery boy who'd licked and sucked her cunt into orgasm, but she refused to admit it to herself.
She closed her eyes against the blurr of row after row of identical townhouses, but it did shut out the lightning streaks of color flashing beneath her closed eyelids, and when she finally opened her eyes, everything was more blurred than before.
There hand to be something different about these houses, her beer soaked mind reasoned. Nobody can live in a house that looks just like everybody else's. But the watercolor of deep browns and brick shattered her hopes. Curtains ... I could tell by the curtains ... they were dark green. Her shoulders drooped in discouragement: three houses on that very block had dark green curtains. Okay, the mailbox then, she thought, playing games with her imagination. No, they were all metal boxes. Nothing special. Cars and kids, she thought aloud. That's the only differentiation I can see, but Aunt Diane has no kids and her car was not in the driveway when I left the house.
This is the most ridiculous situation I have ever been in in my whole life! Getting lost a block away from home. Thirteen years old and I can't even take care of myself in the big city.
Arming herself with courage, Lois took a deep breath, shook her head a few times to straighten her thoughts and walked directly up the driveway to a flowerbox decorated apartment. She knocked loudly on the door.
"Yeah? What ya' want?" Came a voice, unctuous and threatening from within.
"Do you know where Diane Allen lives?"
"Speak louder, can't hear ya'" was the reply from the other side of the locked door.
"DIANE ALLEN!" screamed Lois in a shrill soprano voice.
"Never heard of her!" What kind of manner is this? thought Lois. In Whyoming nobody would ever think of talking to a visitor from behind a locked door. I don't think I like it here, a tiny voice from within her perplexed mind whispered. That tiny voice grew in volume until Lois was convinced the best thing to do was to pack up her bags and go back to Wyoming. In the short time of her one day visit, she'd seen her aunt make love to the delivery boy, lost her dog, the most precious being in the world, and let the aunt's lover ravish her body. What could possibly happen next?
With downcast eyes, the young teenager approached the next door condomium. It, she hoped desperately, would offer more assistance. Something mysterious about this apartment brought a smile to Lois' morose face. It was an undescrible sensation, one of those feelings born of intuition-completely unexplainable. Lois walked slowly up the brick path, measuring her steps.
But what was she going to say to the person who answered the door? I got lost a block away from home? I got drunk and let the delivery boy suck my cunt and now I'm lost?
On the other hand, if she didn't fine her way home, her aunt might call the police, or worse yet, her mother.
It was embarassing, but there was no way out.
So eventually Lois found herself standing at the door about to press the bell when she noticed a sign hanging on the open door. BE BACK IN FIVE MINUTES.
I've got time; I'll wait, thought Lois, folding her arms across her chest in a patient stance. But if the door's open, reasoned Lois, then somebody has to be inside. Surreptitiously, she creaked the door open a bit further and stuck her head in. The coolness of the air conditioning soothed her fevered brain and it felt as if she'd been given an overdose of vitamins. An unfounded thrill of excitement raced through her, like someone sliding an icecube up and down her backbone.
Puzzled beyond measurement, Lois took the liberty of stepping into the hallway. Then she heard a low muffled sound coming from the back of the house. So someone was at home after all!
Cautiously, Lois tip-toed the length of the hallway, the peculiar sounds becoming more and more prominent all the time, until she could make out the distinct words in all of it.
"Oh, Champ, oh God! Don't! You mustn't lick mama's pussy, Don't! You naughty dog! It feels too goooood!"
Lois' breath caught in her throat. What on earth was going on back there? The sounds were coming from the bedroom off the hallway. Had she heard right? She could hardly believe her ears. Oh God, what was this neighbor letting the dog do to her? Lois stopped dead in her tracks afraid to move forward or back. No, this couldn't be happening to her! Caught in a neighbor's house-someone she'd never met-and the woman was making love to a dog!
"Oh Champ! Oh, you naughty dog! You've got your tongue stuck all the way up into mama's ... uuggghhh! Oh God! Champ, you're driving me crazy with your tongue! Fuck me with it! Oh God! Fuck my cunt with your tongue!"
Lois suddenly felt as if an orange had been stuck in her throat. Champ! Champ was fucking a woman with his tongue! She'd never heard of such a thing. This was crazy!
But his feeling did not prevent Lois from moving swiftly across the hallway toward the open door of the bedroom, where she pushed her fingers against the partially opened door and watched it slide open wider to reveal the most incredibly lewd sight she had ever seen in her life!
For there, on the big four-poster double bed in the middle of a children's room decorated with paperdoll wallpaper and raggedy Anne dolls, was a beautiful blonde woman lying stretched back on the bed, her legs spread crab-like, her full firm breasts quivering tantalizingly and the nipples distended with her lust, as a dog lapped his long red tongue over and back through her shining wet pussy, drawing her moist dark pubic curls after it with every obscene lick!
Lois gasped and fell back into the shadows against the door hinges, her fingers moving instinctively up under her shorts to her panties, then inside through the snug elastic waistband of her panties to course down through her sparsely curling pubic hair.
The moistness of her orgasm from an hour before was still with her and she wished that Paul was here now to satisfy the need that had been building within her all day. She had to have something inside her cunt!
One finger found the swollen lips of her itching and burning young cunt, making a tiny, titillating little circle all around their hypersensitive outer edges. She bit down hard on her sultry pouting lower lip, and began to move her finger around faster under her panties. This was altogether too much. She thoughe she was going to go out of her mind, unable to deny herself any longer. First there was the episode with aunt Diane and Paul, then Paul's honey tongue, and now this! This woman was deep in the throes of a sexual adventure so lewd that Lois' tender young mind could scarcely grasp it.
Everywhere she looked, she was getting turned on. It seemed to be other people ... and dogs who were having the most fun, and her hot little cunt couldn't stand the waiting for a male's cock to ram up inside of her. She wondered, if this woman was fucking a dog in the same neighborgood as where her aunt lived, maybe this was a common practice. Maybe Chad was fucking her aund Diane at this very minute! What a crazy day, she almost laughed to herself deliriously, anything can happen today! And I'm not going to stop it!
Her mind aflame with desire, the pretty black haired teenager stuffed her middle finger up through the pleasantly drenched confines of her slippery cunt, working it around. Fierce innervating waves of pleasure seemed to inundate her virginal cunt. Her loins felt as if they were boiling over.
Suddenly she saw the beautiful woman pull her knees all the way up so that they touched her breasts. In this position the slender hole between her smooth milk-white buttocks was rolled upward and presented in obscene sacrifice to the animal's savagely licking tongue. Lois watched wide-eyed from the doorway as the big animal's gleaming tongue scolled up to thrust madly in and out of the woman's hair-fringed cuntal furrow in a lascivious imitation of intercourse, then spiraled its way wetly downward to flick without mercy at the woman's crinkled little anus.
The woman seemed to be choking on her own moans as Champ's tongue pointed and elongated, licking and flicking passionately at her exposed and vulnerable nether opening. She no longer delivered words of any meaning, but rather one long string of mumbled imprecations, all of them hopelessly incoherent with passion.
Lois was trembling violently now. As if in a dream her free hand began involuntarily massaging the straining voluptuousness of her virginal young breasts. Then her fingers snaked up under her tight tank top into her silky brassiere, trapping her trembling nipples between thumb and forefinger and kneading them until she was afraid they might rip loose from the quivering milky mounds.
A groan of deep-set satisfaction escaped from the thirteen year old's sensually parted lips. The fire raging all around inside her loins was driving her crazy. And the finger still thrust down between her legs was now driving in and out of her wetly sluicing cunt in a maddening cadence.
But this only served to cause the fire to burn more intensely, demanding more to feed its lascivious hunger. So she inserted another finger, squatting down as snugly onto it as she could. She crammed her fingers into the moistness of her cuntal hole in time to the lust-crazed lapping rhythm of Champ's tongue along the woman's quivering wet hair-lined hole.
Gasping for air, the hopelessly aroused teenager screwed her fingers in as deeply as she could, then began running them in and out of her swallowing cunt with a fury that was uncontrollable. The vision in her head of this woman having her cunt licked by the big dog only goaded her on to more insane heights of licentious desire. Even as she shut her eyes with tension, she could still see in her mind's eyes the way Champ's large thick tongue stuffed itself in and out of the woman's urgently clasping pussy, sinking through the softly curling pubic hair like crazy. Thus stirred, it was not long before Lois' hoarse gasps and cries were matching those of the woman on the other side of the door.
Yes, she had to admit that she wanted everything this woman was getting and then some. Her fingers became in her drunken imagination the big dog's lapping tongue, and they split her love starved, unsatisfied young cunt right up the sensitive middle. She only wished that it were her own dog's tongue fucking up into her searing hot young cunt instead of just her fingers. Out of her mind with lust, she moved her other hand away from her heaving breasts, reaching down from inside her panties from the rear and then working one slender index finger up into the tiny puckered anus between her moon-shaped buttocks. She gasped hoarsely as, in a few seconds, she soon had two slim substitute pricks fucking in and out of the virginal openings of her loins, her pleasure increased a hundredfold.
Lois gasped and choked on her own lust cries as she dually finger-fucked herself. She stopped long enough to lift her tank top and brassiere up off her firm young breasts, then plunged her fingers back in again with a soulful groan. Then she moved up close to the wall until her full-swaying white mounds were brushing nipple-first against the textured wallpaper, driving the hungering thirteen year old to even greater heights of masturbatory bliss.
The young girl's face flushed crimson as she felt her climax coming with a great savage roar like a tidal wave of sound and pleasure. She hung teetering on the edge of the most beautiful blinding orgasm yet, her long blue black her hanging down, her throat straining for breath-and then suddenly her entire body was vibrating madly and the white-hot secretions of her lust came gushing down around her lewdly plunging fingers, covering her hand with its thick-cream like stickiness and then running down her wrist onto the carpet below. She could feel it trickling in small thin rivulets down the insides of her shivering thighs and over her stiffly bent knees.
For a long time Lois didn't realize how much she was gasping and panting for breath through her fantastic shattering climax. Her head seemed to have left her body, and perspiration and a post-orgasmic blush broke out all over her succulent young flesh. Her eyes seemed to be clenched tightly for ages, her head resting lank against the wall, her teeth dug sharply into her full lower lip in order to prevent herself from crying out.
Lois remained there gasping for air for some time, her ass cheeks swaying langurously in the air. She couldn't bring herself to withdraw her fingers from up between her thighs until the lastly dying pulsations of her orgasm had departed. When they had, her fingers at last slithered wetly from her satiated young pussy and tight-clasping anus, and she shuddered as if with a fever.
Still panting heavily, she leaned against the bedroom door and looked in on the woman. Yes, she was still there, and now apparently undergoing her own terrific, head-blowing orgasm. She had gripped Champ's ears and was drawing his nuzzle so deeply between her long smooth legs that Lois, blowing some blue black wisps out of her eyes, couldn't really make out whether the dog was fucking her with his snout or with his tongue.
Lois clutched her throat as she realized that she was becoming excited again. This would never do at all. The thing to do was get home quickly and take a cold shower or something.
Trembling, the exhausted thirteen year old managed to tear herself away from the illicitly exciting scene taking place in a stranger's house.
But she still had to calm herself down somehow. Her head was all confused and befuddled as she made her way down the stairs with the woman's cries of ecstasy ringing in her ears: "That's it Champ! Hurry! Lick my cunt some more!" and them, "We have to get you home before my husband gets here. Quick!"
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CHAPTER SIX
Lois sat mutely on the curb of the suburb street, her mind raging with bewilderment and profundities too unbelievable for a thirteen year old mind to grasp.
"Something wrong, miss?" Where'd that come from? she asked herself. I haven't seen anyone on these deserted streets all day; feel like I'm in the twilight zone. Everybody I've met has been into one thing-SEX! I'm not going to turn my head. It'll probably be some dirty old man masturbating.
"Are you lost? The voice repeated with an air of concern.
That was the magic word. Lois turned her head.
A paunchy fortyish yearl old man with one tanned hairy arm resting on the wooden fence stared at her, a broad smile on his wrinkled face.
"Do you, you know where Diane Allen lives?"
He nodded his head knowingly, slipping one leathery hand under his overall strap. "Sure do, miss," he answered with a puzzling look on his aged face.
"You're almost sitting on her door step," he offered with a chuckle. "Lives right behind you, HP girl."
"Thank you." At last, thought the voluptuous young girl as she dashed to the apartment, the old man's eyes burning holes in the back of her head.
In minutes she was sitting in the kitchen of the quiet condominium, no sounds of life anywhere except for her own beating heart which treatened to explode.
Her tongue felt hot and heavy in her dry rasping mouth, and she opened the refrigerator to find some liquid to quench her thirst. "Beer," she sneered. "Nothing but beer."
Upstairs in the bedroom, Lois' beautiful auburn haired aunt stirred lazily on the bed. She reached one arm up above her head and stretched, and her round uplifted breasts jiggled with resilience on her chest. Then she turned her head to study her reflection in the mirror. She chuckled at her own image: My God! she looked like a well-fucked whore, her hair dishevelled, it cascaded in all directions from her head, her eyes were two swollen dark slits, and black streaks of mascara obscured her milk white skin.
But she had had a pleasant afternoon nap, and felt better for it. For after an orgasm with Chad's tongue or cock up inside of her, she was no better that a whimpering dummy for the longest time until her head and body floated back together again.
Diane had realized that such satisfaction could exist in this world. Even being a stripper in San Francisco was not nearly as exciting. Anyone could get up and take off their clothes and get men excited to the point of actually cumming in their tweed business suit pants. That was nothing compared to this glorious love making! She was clearly a woman of fantasies, but this was beyond a fantasy, it was beyond anything she'd ever dreamed existed. And she had Chad to thank for it.
Diane Allen had always prided herself on being the most liberated of her female friends, a characteristic and attitude that caused many rifts in close relationships. She recalled now, with particular clarity, her roommate in college whose extracurricular activities centered around fucking every black man on campus, professors, deans and all. She and her roommate, Adrian, had been the closest of friends for three years until Adrian found out from an unreliable source that Diane had passed through that phase of sexual liberation her freshman year. That was the end of that relationship, and from then on, similar situations seemed to cause the same schism in every woman to woman friendship. But now Diane had a lover who could not speak, one who could not spread ugly rumors or cause problems with her husband. He was the perfect companion and she loved her new canine friend dearly. She would find some way of making her niece stay for the entire summer, and maybe, just maybe, forever.
She knew that now she had found a paradise without struggle, without competition and angry words, she would keep it for as song as she could.
Combing her fingers exotically upward through her long auburn hair, the satisfied woman thought about the long sensual afternoon they had passed together. She had needed less priming as time went on to fan her voluptuous body into a fire of lust, and had moaned and gasped endlessly as she lay naked and wanton beneath Chad's searing wet caresses. How could she ever have thought that such a beautiful love could possible be obscene and perverted? Then suddenly a flash of understanding illuminated her searching mind. Because it made it all the more desirable and forbidden! Because what she couldn't have, she always wanted!
What other trick did this darling dog know?
She longed to talk to him, to hear stories of how he'd seduced other women, other unknowing women such as herself. How many had he licked into screaming submission? Had any ever refused? The obscene fantasies of her canine lover's experiences added fuel to her fire and the lips of her shamefully relaxed cunt felt all swollen and sultry again waiting for Chad's next surprise.
She looked down at the furry beast now where he lay exhausted on the floor, all curled up like a little baby. He looked so harmless and enticing. That mixture of killer man and innocent little boy. If only humans could be so thrilling and sweet! He must have jumped off the bed when I was asleep she thought, but I'm surprised that he didn't go looking for Lois. That's one consoling thought, she told herself.
He shouldn't be sleeping on the floor, she berated herself for her mistreatment of her lover. He deserved better than that.
Chad lay there silently, his eyes half open. It had been a long, long day. He licked his lips, thinking of the sweetness of the woman who lay up on the bed. She was a hot one! Even better than Mrs. Abelson back in Wyoming. Wyoming the name sounded so far away now, thought the dog. He didn't want to go back. The train ride would certainly kill him this time, and that delicious woman up on the bed would certainly not go to the wilds of the west just to be with him. But what was this she was saying now? She was calling his name. He chose not to respond. She couldn't be wanting more!
"Chad!" she called again in a silken murmur and patted the bed beside her. "Up here, Chad. Come up here by your lover. I want to show you how much I love you."
Indeed she did. He had fucked her tremendously with that muscular rigid hardness of his until she had thought she was going crazy. Now that he was exhausted and couldn't seem to get it up immediately again, she knew of the perfect way to repay him.
What she had in mind for her lover was lewd beyond her wildest dreams ... that is, up until this afternoon. She had done it to several men, but they were human. She was in love with this animal who made her happier than anything in the world and now there was no holding her back. Chad had already led her into a mood of debauched depravity unlike anything she'd every imagined.
She laughed to herself when she recalled one particular show she'd put on in San Francisco. Just for a joke she'd taken a rubber tubing, a light pink in color, and once all her clothing had been shed from her voluptuous flawless body, she -edged to the front of the stage and stuck one end up her open cunt and the other in her mouth! How they cheered! They went insane. God, she recalled, if only I'd know. I could have made a million dollars if I'd had Chad with me! I could have been a star.
But that life was behind her now and she vowed she would never close herself off to any taboos again. In fact she resolved to help her young niece. She would share with her and teach her not to be afraid of anything, that nothing could threaten her womanhood and femininity more than abstinence-from anything!
Again she patted the open expanse of bed beside her. "Come up baby."
Even though he was peering at her only sleepily with one lazy eyelid upraised, he understood what she was saying. And being an obedient animal, Chad did get to his feet and in one smooth motion was beside her on the bed. He could tell by her feminine smell that she was up to something and it would be good! What a lover she was! All honey and sugar.
He decided to play coy. He loved the way she got all hot and uncontrollably desirous. Laying down with his forelegs cradling his muzzle, he stared up at her with his large, soulful dark eyes. What now, he wondered mildly?
Diane smiled sweetly and ran her long slender painted fingernails gently over his sleek smooth carmel and black crown. "Would you like to turn over, darling? Diane wants to pay you for all the pleasure you've given her."
Chad whimpered, not quite sure if he was up for another round; this woman was truly insatiable. Wyoming never saw the likes of her!
Suddenly Diane spread her legs and with a lengthy sigh of pure contentment, began slipping her fingers back and forth through the crispy auburn curls that surrounded her soft wet pussy slit. "Can't you get hard, baby?"
Chad couldn't stand it! Just the sight of her openly glistening cunt sent a hot burst of fire to his dog loins. He whimpered with delight and for an answer shot out his long tongue to pass it like a hot knife through the buttered furrow of her open and hair-line cunt. Diane gasped and stiffened. She felt like a puppet of sheer desire beneath that pleasure-tingling lash.
As for Chad, in another moment the moist pink flesh between her thighs had communicated its hot fluid desire through his lapping tongue and he began to feel his balls quiver with stimulation. His loins seemed to tremble like jelly. And in another moment he felt a terrible anxiety to get back inside her hot human female flesh.
Diane became quickly enslaved all over again beneath the rhythmic tempo of his tongue, her deep gasps racking her voluptuous body from one end to the other as his tongue slithered snake-like in and out through the sparse auburn pubic hairs of her cunt. She felt as if her cuntal passage were on fire from his lust tongue-fucking. She rolled her lovely head from side to side, gurgling with happiness as she held his large furry head by the ears between her obscenely spread thighs.
And then her gleaming, lust-drugged eyes widened-for there it came! Gazing down over her full, widely set breasts, she could see all the way to the glistening spectacle of Chad's thick red cock emerging from its long furry sheath. The tapered end slipped and danced moistily as it came sliding out, a spot of cum already issuing from its tip. And it continued slithering hotly from its fleshy fur sheath until it was extended to almost its full mouth-watering length.
She got up on her elbows, her long auburn hair swinging down over her shoulders and her proud taut breasts heaving with emotion. A licentious impulse of uncontrollable bestial desires raged through her nakedly panting flesh. She hand never seen anything so beautiful in the world as Chad's long hard pleasure-giving cock.
Yes ... she wanted it ... it was thick and red ... coming out now ... and she wanted it ... in her mouth ... its thickening cone-like shape heightening her excitement frantically!
She glared at his cock breathlessly as the beg animal's wetly glistening hardness came dangling out of his powerful loins, her mouth salivating erotically. Lust-driving thrills of unnatural lust surged through her ardently overheating loins. This was what she had wanted to repay him with-at last! But how-how could she get in position on it?
"Chad, lover," the kneeling young woman panted droolingly, her lips glistening with saliva. "Come over here, baby," she caressed his large head affectionately. Her hypersensitive inner cuntal flesh fairly seethed, sending a hot flow of cuntal moisture seeping down into her already damply twined pubic curls. Their lurid scene aided the fire in her loins. Her nakedly thrusting breasts felt electric with lust and giddy thrills.
"Chad, darling," she pleaded, almost begging now. "Please-lie down, lover. Diane wants to love you, too. I want to suck on your beautiful animal cock, just the way you sucked on my human cunt."
Diane shook her long auburn hair out of her eyes, feeling as if she were in some sort of delirium. Then she got up to her knees, her breasts dragging voluptuously along the sheet as she spoke to him in soothing, gentle tones, brushing her hand lovingly over his soft sleek fur, her eyes locked on the solid pink length of his emerging cock hanging so lewdly beneath his furry stomach.
"Roll over!" she commanded, and this time he obeyed. Her heart racing with excitement, her leg across his face so that her pussy was directly above it-and her face exactly above the pulsating hardness of his immense animal cock!
The thought alone of what she was about to drove Diane wild with lust. Breathing heavily through ardently flared nostrils, she let her archly turned pelvis drop towards Chad's long canine muzzle, spreading her legs obscenely wide ... almost immediately his tongue lashed out at her throbbing hot pussy for the millionth exquisite time. She moaned with delight as it sluiced through the hot pink wetness of her agonized cuntal flesh, then lowered her cheek to nestle against his warm hard stomach, her hand quickly moving to grasp his swiftly growing cock!
Diane's expert touch made the German shephered tremble with joy, but it also made her gasp hungrily as well. She clasped his huge member in her hand, her fingers playing it like a flute, manipulating it back and forth, feeling its desire-hardened thickness expanding wildly. She must have it now-the wonderful flavor of that deliciously lewd canine cock, slithering moistly around up inside her hungrily sucking mouth. Her eyes glazed over as if she were drugged, her hand still stroking his jerking animal cock. She worked the heavily furred protective sheath up and back, groaning contentedly as his searing tongue lapped hotly without pause at her desire-enraged cunt. Then with a low cry, the lust obsessed young woman parted her lush red lips to let the slim tapering dog-cock ease its way into the torrid wetness of her greedily welcoming mouth....
Diane groaned with happiness as Chad's cock slithered farther and farther back along her tongue until finally it was resting deep up inside all the way in her gurgling throat.
At last, she sighed, at last.
She began tonguing his blood-hardened rigidity frenziedly, licking like a mad woman as his pulsating canine cock stroked and bumped at the warm wet walls of her feverishly suctioning mouth. A sensation of heathen wantonness blew outward through her loins and she sucked madly on the lust-quenching rod of animal flesh. Her head swam from its heady, musky flavor. There was just the trace of sweet male pungency where cum oozed from its squishy soft tip, but this only added to the excitement raging in her loins. For the most part Chad's cock was nice and hard and warm and thrilling, swelling continuously with every ardent lick and suck of her hungrily undulating lips and tongue.
Above her she could hear his high-pitched animal whine as he continued to lick at her hotly inflamed cunt, and she twirled her tongue around his long thick cock, sucking on it as best she could. His powerful body responded passionately to her sucking, his canine pelvis jerking forward to bury his cock all the way to the rear of her mouth, his heavy cum-filled balls bumping softly up against her chin.
Diane's hand brushed along Chad's hairy stomach, finding the softness of his balls and cupping them warmly, then tenderly milking them and stroking them with her fingernails. Again the masterful dog whimpered, this tantalization prompting him to begin an in and out pumping rhythm between the hotly sucking oval of her wetly milking lips.
The exotic flavor of his animal cock made her pussy grow more slick and warm. She revelled in a mire of sensuality, sucking and licking with urgency, her cheeks bloating and hollowing, her smokily veiled eyes glowing with desire as down below, between her widespread thighs, the big dog lapped avidly at her hotly steaming cunt mouth.
His cock was warm and spicy with the sweet racy flavor of animal semen ... while the virile masculine scent of his genitals was driving her insane.
Now the rigidly glistening cock was fucking up into her feverishly bobbing face with a perfect rhythm, while his tongue spread ever more deeply into the moist eager opening of her hair-fringed cuntal folds. She scraped and ripped gently with her teeth, twirling her tongue in artful little circles around his pulsating dog-cock, her mind totally befogged by the pure licentiousness of their bizarre hedonistic behavior.
What would his sperm taste like, she wondered, once she had an entire mouthful of it? She hoped it would be thick and filling, making her hungrily waiting belly bloat full as it spurted from the small dilated slit in Chad's thick swollen cock-tip, spewing hot jets of spermy liquid down her throat.
Already she had tasted some of it, and she could swallow it all day long.
As for Chad, he was panting as fast as he was lapping at her burning hot pussy. He had never known anything so exciting as this strange new woman! He'd had women get on top of him while he was on his back and fuck him before, but never, never had any of them gotten hot enough to suck his cock! She sucked on him better than he imagined she could, milking his aching balls with her hands at the same tine as she sucked on his heavy animal hardness. And he whined and whimpered as her tongue and hotly ovaled lips created lurid waves of escalating sensation within the depths of his churning testicles and he knew they had to explode soon, sending sharp, stacco squirts of milky hot liquid the entire length of his cock and on into her greedily suctioning mouth.
Diane had never sucked an animal's cock before and she was out of head with desire. The experience was by far more than she had bargained for. At first she had merely wanted to display her gratitude, but the whole affair had escalated so that now she couldn't have stopped had her life depended on it.
Totally drugged with her voracious bestiality, the voluptuously curved woman mouthed and pulled at Chad's beautiful tasting cock, her loins on fire and almost ready to explode.
Yes, she wanted her furry lover to shoot his hot animal cum deep into her salaciously sucking mouth! She wanted it to gush on down into her eagerly waiting throat and fill her heaving belly to bursting with its molten stickiness!
"Arfggghhhhh," she moaned, a scathing tongue of fire seeming to scorch her loins. Her stomach seethed, her entire cuntal area glowing. She clutched with urgent, cunt-flaring passion at her handsome German shepherd lover's sperm-swollen balls, caressing, fondling and milking them for all they were worth as she sucked with the greediness born of her fiercely illicit desire ... her entire body racked with brainless lust ... quivering and shivering with hot lewd need ... so lost in her delirious pleasure bent craving that she did't notice the bedroom was wide open.
She heard Chad whimper, then yelp through his own animalistic orgasm, gushing sperm in hot sticky streams all the way down her hungrily sucking throat. And then she began sobbing along with him, pouring her own cum out over his savagely lapping face, flooding his snout, muzzle and eyes with the hot, lava-like fluid of her loins until his long, animal face was drenched with it. She felt her orgasm blowing through in great, overpowering waves more mighty than anything that had gone before. This was it, the magic she'd waited for her whole life. She gulped hungrily at the animal's wildly squirting cock, swallowing all of his thick hot cum that she could before the overflow broke around her firmly clasping lips, spilling down her chin and onto her white neck in a sticky stream, finally pooling in a lewd circle on the bed below.
The trembling young woman continued to suck like that for some time, pressing her loins tighter over Chad's ardently lapping mouth until he could scarcely breathe.
"Darling," Diane gasped, half crazy with lust. "Darling ... Oh God, I love you And she plunged her mouth down again, taking in his already softening cock so she could lick and suck it to her gurgling heart's content.
Never once did she raise her head from the bed, for if she had, she would have seen her young neice standing boldly in the doorway, unbelieving and awestruck.
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CHAPTER SEVEN
I can't believe it! Lois mouthed the words silently, as if by repetition they would answer her, explain to her the meaning of this lewd spectacle before her. She wanted to scream out her objection, run and grab Chad away from her aunt. But she couldn't.
Silently she snuck down the hall and darting into the bathroom, splashed her face with ice cold water. A strange coupling of fear and jealousy turned' her knees to jelly, and she gripped the edge of the cool sink for support. She'd never forget the sight of her aunt's mouth working on that huge prick that belonged to her dear pet dog! Sucking ecstatically with her throat full of husky guttural moans!
Again the icey water sprayed over her hot cheeks. Her ripely swollen breasts heaved with mixed emotion. Taking a deep breath she steathily walked back to her aunt's bedroom. She would make her presence known, she told herself, she would walk directly into her aunt's bedroom and demand an explanation.
Far down the hall she could hear the sounds of her dog snarling, and as she approached she saw his powerful flanks pumping his cock furiously in and out of her aunt's mouth. It sent a wild, flashing thrill shooting through the young girl's nerves. Her aunt's hungrily working lips and tongue made the animal whimper with lust, until finally his loins began jerking and spasming out of control, spewing out a scalding hot load as if from an inexhaustible source.
Lois watched hypnotized as stream after stream of the visciously gushing dog-sperm erupted into Diane's widely ovaled mouth, filling her throat faster than she could swallow it. It seemed forever before the semen drained cock slipped wetly from her aunt's cum-filled mouth and she seemed to be groaning erotically through a really savage climax of her own....
Lois gasped and clutched her throat. She had to leave before she went stark raving mad, because watching her aunt with her dog, in addition to everything else that had happened to her on her first day in Michigan was just too much for her thirteen young years to bear. She had to get back to her room and fast, before she went out of her mind with lust. All she could think about was her own dog's cock and the way it slid in and out of her aunt's anxiously opened mouth ... and of how it might feel if it was being stuffed up her own hot, wet and willing young cunt.
Racing down the carpeted hall, her budding young breasts bobbing, their pert little pink breasts becoming stiff with teenage desire, she finally made her way into the bedroom and she shut the door behind her. Panting for breath, she slid onto the bed, one hand under her shorts to rub at her fevered cunt.
She had to think this out. It didn't seem possible that her dog could do such a thing. Had he raped her aunt? That must be it, her mind grabbed for an answer. But still, she considered, the woman next door was actually coaxing her dog to fuck her. Nothing seemed real now ... nothing at all.
Lois reached for a brush to stroke her entangled hair from her eyes, but dropped it from her trembling fingers. Her dark eyelashes were fluttering just as her belly was.
Maybe it was true what her mother had said about Aunt Diane: she was a runaround in high school and had gotten through college only by dating her professors. Could it be true? Or was making love to dogs a natural practice out here in the Midwest? Twice today she'd seen it happen. Was it just that with her small town western upbringing there was a few things her mother had neglected telling her?
Lois continued to run her fingers absent-mindedly into the soft, hair-fringed folds of her rapidly moistening young pussy, the elastic waistband of her panties gripping tight across her slowly moving wrists. The heated moisture from her cunt was increasing at a rapid pace, but Lois didn't seem to notice, she was so deep in thought. The fact that the clear sticky liquid was flooding her fingers didn't quite dawn on her.
The sweet, honeyish feeling in her loins escalated as the confused teenager daydreamed on and on. She imagined Paul with all of his clothes off, his immense hard cock spirting up dangerously at a sharp angle to his dark hairy loins, jutting out at her in lewd invitation. She imagined herself with her legs spread widely, welcoming him, her pale soft pussy all wet and slick with her excitement, pointing right at his face.
And then he would move forward into her warmly scented circle up between her open legs and soft rubbery end of his cock slowly parting the sparse black curls around her cuntal mouth before moving into the wetly glistening folds of her pussy flesh.
But then suddenly, there was something else in her daydream-yes, her own dog that had been fucking her aunt's mouth! His enormous pink cock was sticking out a mile and he was slipping it slowly through her eagerly round lips, stuffing it all the way down her throat, fucking her mouth just as her new lover's long hard cock had broken through her virginal hymen before going all the way down into the hungering depths of her cunt ... so that man and dog were both fucking her at once in her two gaping holes....
Lois gasped and opened her eyes. Her cuntal hair was all soaked with a warm, pearl-colored cum. She drew out the fingers she had been using to fuck herself and looked at them startled. Even as she stared at them, she saw her hand rising of its own volition to her mouth. A moment later she began sucking on them, swallowing all of her own tasty love juices. Her tongue licked lavishly around her fingers until she thought she would swoon from the heady, heavenly taste of her own cuntal fluids.
She staggered upward to her feet, her breasts heaving irregularly beneath the tight tank top. Then, wiping her fingers on her shorts, the teenager moved toward the full length mirror and began stripping off her clothes. A cold shower would quiet all this strangeness raging through her mind and it would be a good way of announcing her presence. First came her tank top swinging up and over her head to reveal her resilient white mounds joggling within her bra. She pushed her hands in back of her and undid her bra. She let it drop to the floor. Her high set white mounds, topped with their berry-like nipples and oversized pink crests, sprang free. She gripped them in her hands, smiling slightly to herself. Fluttery sensations burst through her chest and rippled downward to her wetly throbbing pussy.
Lois' nostrils flared as her hands dropped to her waist to fumble with the zipper on her shorts. A second later they too fell in a soft pool around her legs. The cotton of her shorts caressed her slender young ankles lovingly, and she shivered involuntarily from that soothing caress.
Now her thumbs hooked into the tight elastic waistband of her white nylon panties, and she drew them down, watching herself in the vanity mirror.
Enough of this, she thought, I have to get into that cold shower. Towel in hand, she ran to the bathroom, but there too, in the full length mirror she was confronted with her own image once more. Revolving, she put her hands on the moon-like dimpled mounds of her gleaming ass cheeks and dug her fingers into their fleshy softness like the talons of a hawk. Her thumbs moved up between her buttocks, uncontrollable, deeply into that hot hairless crevice, until she remembered the obscene way she had stuck her finger up inside her puckering little anus at the unknown woman's next door; blushing, she steeled herself and forced her fingers to slide out again.
Then she was facing frontward again and cupped her ripened breast mounds to offer them erotically to her reflection in the mirror. They were beautiful, she mewled to herself. From what she'd heard, men loved to suck on them. Wouldn't Paul?
Her eyes lowered to her own sparse young pubic fuzz. And her long black hair touching the tips of her buttocks. That was what all the boys back in Wyoming loved. Certainly Paul would like it too.
She was about to jump into the shower when she felt a soft sensual touch of fur on her leg.
"Chad!" she gasped, kneeling down to hug her pet as if she hadn't seen him for a year. "What are you doing in here, baby?" He buried his muzzle in her soft warm neck, letting it slide down surreptitiously until it rested in the cleavage of her young breasts. "What have you been doing to Aunt Diane, you bad dog?"
The dog could feel his penis filling with blood and sliding out through its softly furred container. He was all ready to go again-this mistress was so enticing in the nude. He'd never seen her naked before; her mother never allowed him in the sleeping quarters of the house. And now he was becoming fully aroused at the sight of her glorious loveliness. He wanted to sink his big cock up into her belly and hump over her until that moment when he would shoot his sperm into her convulsing young virginal cunt.
For the first time since her dear father had brought home the shaggy little pup, Lois was suddenly looking at him with renewed interest. To her he had served as sibling, friend and protector, but now that the heated flow in her wetly throbbing loins had become a perfume, that was stronger than any soap or cologne, she gazed at him with mixed feelings: part amazement and part curiousity.
She had to admit that she found her own dog savagely exciting. There was something marvelously masculine about the way he mastered her aunt, making love to her with hard powerful thrusts. The raging fire in her loins required satisfaction desperately now.
"Chad what are you trying to do to me?" she crooned into his wet muzzle. "Are you trying to seduce your own mistress, you sweet dog?"
Lois could not believe the words that were coming out of her own mouth. All doubts were stilled by her rationale: if my aunt found enjoyment in making love to my dog, then certainly I will too. What could be more natural than to have my pet, my loving dutiful pet, be the one to make love to me for the first time?
"Baby, do you want me? Would you like for me to get up on the bed the way Aunt Diane did and let you do as you please with my beautiful young virginal body?"
Chad answered with a nudge of his wet muzzle on her delicately fresh young breasts.
Now on all fours on the bed, her long black hair streaming all over her neck, spilling over the pillow and bedspread, shoulders and back, her budding young breasts swaying and juggling over the coverlet, her naked buttocks waving high in the air in back of her.
Chad drooled as his eyes fastened on her fleshy white ass-cheeks. Growling low in his throat with desire, he got up on his hind legs and staggered forward awkwardly, his feet digging deeply into the softness of the bed, until he was able to clamp his forelegs firmly onto her smoothly muscled young back.
The feel of his forepaws on her bare back drove Lois insane with excitement. She could feel the saliva growing in her mouth, and her cunt was flowing copiously in heady expectation of some lewd behavior. But what? What would Chad do to her?
In back of her, Chad's large pointed hardness had emerged red and hot, shining and wet. It jiggled and jerked in the air before the panting, slavering dog could finally locate the wetly heated cleft between the kneeling thirteen year old's buttocks. It slipped and danced in the tightly clenched hole, dredging gasps of surprise and amazement from the voluptuous teenager mistress. The dog lapped at her back fondly to keep her in position, and then began working the slim organ up toward her tightly puckering little rectal passage.
"What are you doing you silly dog? You can't make love to a woman there." But her words were unheeded as he continued to nudge his way into her buttocks. Suddenly Lois felt fearful; this was the first prick she'd ever felt being fucked into her and it was in a part of her body she didn't even know was capable of making love!
Its touch sent instinctive waves of longing echoing through her sensually awakening loins and anal canal in a natural female reaction. She couldn't seem to help herself. Despite the fact that she was uncertain of what was going on, there was still that feeling of primitive thrill and heady excitement that she couldn't seem to deny. It was pure instinct that made her buttocks squirm lewdly backwards in search of his prick, instinct for her body to want her sizzling anal hole filled. The swollen mounds of her breasts were by now throbbing with desire, her nipples had become elongated and hard. Her entire loins were aflame with obscene desire, and it was all because of her own dog!
Suddenly she could hold herself back no longer. Uttering a savage little cry of pure desire and release, she reached around in back of herself and grabbed Chad's long animal cock, pulling it forward so that the tip of it pressed snugly against her tightly clenched little asshole.
The big dog slavered and gasped, its haunches still struggling for a firm position in the softness of the bed. His strong forelegs gripped tightly around her naked waist and hourglass hips, his slippery cock sliding effortlessly forward through her tight elastic anal ring!
"Aaaarrrggghhh!" Lois gasped as the huge animal cock began to push away her snugly fitting rectal walls. In spite of the initial discomfort, she pushed her buttocks backward, trying to capture more of the delicious hard animal prick. Although this was the first real sexual experience where a male had actually fucked into her, she had recognized from the start that it was the most wonderful experience any girl could ever have and she wondered why, when Chad had been with her for so long, why she hadn't let him fuck her before.
His long thick hardness seemed to fill up her very soul as it fucked its way slowly through her throbbing, softly resisting nether passage. The pleasurable shock of being filled up with Chad's large, pulsating animal cock was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Her nibbling anal channel wanted instinctively to gobble it up until it disappeared up inside her belly with Chad's soft stomach fur bouncing against the marble smoothness of her nakedly upraised young asscheeks.
"Ddddarrrlllinggg! My Cccchhhaaad," she whooshed, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
She wiggled backward, trying to impale as much of herself on his wonderfully exciting cock as she could, but the twinges of pressure she was beginning to feel forced her to back off of it again.
Chad was relentless, however. Digging into her bare white back savagely with his paws, he grunted, barked, and yelped as he hammered his rigid animal hardness forward into her snug rectal passage yet one more inch.
Lois' long black hair hung down all over the bed now, covering her panting gasping face. Now that the thicker part of his enormous rod of animal hardness had entered her nether passage, the feeling was not near as sweet as it had been at first. There was some pressure as he spread her tender nether passage with his gradually expanding cock. As moist and slick as it was, it was still throbbing with the hard ridges of his swollen veins, and she could feel every last iota of their savage pulsing pressure inside her futiley resisting rectal walls.
She groaned as the dog fucked forward still further. Now it seemed as if he would split her right down the center. Her belly felt as if it were on fire. Still, though, she could feel surges of animal-like pleasure overlapping the sensation of her anal channel being invaded in a strange new way. She wanted this, and at the same time she didn't want it. She couldn't make up her mind. It was a feeling of being overcome, and yet within that feeling was a fierce, soul-dissolving sort of pleasure that could not be denied.
Meanwhile Chad's saliva was dripping all over her nakedly hunched back, flowing down the indentations along her backbone and into the cleft of her buttocks. Some of it managed to lubricate his wildly pulsating cock, and trickling down that shaft it found its way wetly into the crinkled mouth of her anus. As the dog drew back slightly, worming his cock around in her squirming hot passage, the pressure seemed to let up and her backside became somewhat lubricated.
Then with one powerful thrust of his haunches, he savagely fucked his long hard cock up into her tightly resisting anus, burying his cock to the hilt in her warm buttery flesh.
"Aaaarrrggghhh," she gargled throatily as his enormous blood engorged cock pushed forward into her softly yielding body. He was entirely inside of her now, and with an expertness born of long experience, he wormed his slippery organ around her nether passage to drag harsh, broken little cries of ecstasy from her passion-drenched lips.
That seemed to act as a cue for the passionately engaged German shepherd, and now he began squirming and fucking madly into the sex-crazed young teenager, ringing piteous whimpers of insane lust from her open and drooling mouth.
"Oooohhh, Chhhaaad. Yeeesss," she cried repeatedly. His long merciless cock seemed to be growing ceaselessly within her fire-filled belly, and for a moment the girl thought it was going to plunge in all the way and come out up in her throat with the head of it in her mouth backwards! The resilient flesh of her full, firm breasts rippled and jounced from each jarring impact of his barrage, their pebble hard nipples rubbing excitingly across the satin coverlet of her bed. Overcome now with lewd desire, the helpless teenager found herself grinding backward with a mindless lust, pushing the wide-stretched moons of her helplessly upthrust ass-cheeks back onto his loveslick cock, its pleasure bringing hardness fucking wildly up into her passion-inflamed anal passage.
By now almost all of the pressure had subsided, and as her slavering animal master fucked forward the final inch of his masterful, all-subduing cock into her aching nether opening, she found that she was again happy when the pressure returned. Indeed, the discomfort had evaporated until finally there was nothing but a wondrous feeling of joyous surrender spilling outward from her wildly tingling loins, a feeling of ecstasy and happiness greater than anything she'd ever known in her life! There was a dynamic pressure building in her hotly boiling anal channel that had a screaming, fluid urgency all its own ... pressure pyramiding toward an incredibly high level of sheer, unadulterated bliss.
"Aaaahhh ... ohhh ... oooohhhhh ... Chhhaaad! You're beautiful ... you're beautiful cock ... fuck meeee!" she sighed, groaned and gasped, straining sluttishly beneath her canine lover, wallowing in subjugation and bestial humiliation. His rampaging pink cock disappeared up into her then came out again with her puckering anal lips clutching it like it was sucking. Then he fucked his throbbing hardness up inside her tight little opening again, bringing sharp cries of ecstasy from her open mouth. She gurgled and gargled and thrashed beneath this inhuman maddening fucking that had destroyed all her reason.
Lois was vaguely aware that she was straining her lewdly upturned buttocks back over his cock in obscene cadence with his blissfully lewd pumping of the churning inferno up between her trembling white thighs. The thirteen year old was sure of little more than that, as she undulated her hips back toward him in small, pleasure-seeking circles ... actually abandoning herself totally to the breath-taking fucking she was getting in her wide-stretched little rectal passage. Her beautiful head flailed wildly, her long, disheveled black hair flying back and forth. Then she twisted her wantonly contorted face around in order to look back at his face, capturing the intense rapture their all-consuming bestial fucking was providing for him. For some reason this seemed to her the ultimate compliment, and she suddenly felt blissfully, wonderfully happy! The feeling in her loins was too great, too beautiful! Why had it taken her so long to find this wonderful moment! It had been right there for all these past years, and never once had she thought that her dear pet could actually give her such pleasure in this wonderful way. There was a tremendous, ever-expanding balloon in her belly that was growing and blowing up!
With growing force, rasping and grunting, the big German shepherd continued to fuck his wetly glistening cock in and out of her hotly clasping anal walls, shoving her face sidewise down into the bed with every obscene forward push. Lois ground her teeth with a mixture of surprise and happiness, yearning for him to empty at last his scalding animal sperm deep up inside of her waiting bowels. Her desire-confused brain whirled with the absolute luridness of their unnatural coupling, while her naked young body trembled in its subservient position to the overwhelming mind-bending sensations he had set blazing in her passion-incited loins. Then her glazed, lust-drugged eyes saw the reflection of their lewdly locked position in the vanity mirror, and she groaned happily at the provocative vision. The animalistic obscenity of the huge German shepherd straddling the spread white moons of her smoothly curved ass-cheeks sent a jolt of unbelievable lasciviousness burning through her erotically quivering flesh.
Lois gasped as she glimpsed the breath-taking sight of his long moist cock emerging from between her whitely quivering ass-cheeks, then fucking back up deep inside again. Chad's whimpering sounds also served to thrill her lewdly as his forepaws struggled to hold onto the smooth curves of her naked waist. With a low throated moan of ardent surrender his thirteen year old love-slave ground her hungrily tremoring buttocks backward over his fiercely fucking hardness, her feverish passion driving her wild!
"Fuck me! Oh! Yes! Fuck me in the ass!" she wailed heedless of all morality.
Chad grunted lewdly and in response humped forward heavily, his sperm-gorged balls slapping into her nest of wetly soaked pussy fuzz up between her young tender thighs. The long spear of his thickly hardened canine cock fucked deeply upward into the hungrily squirming hole of her backside.
Lois' eyes bulged as she watched his furious fucking in the mirror, watched his scarlet prick slithering upward into her rectal channel with a fierce wet rush, burying itself to the hilt in her well-stretched passage. She saw and felt his sperm-laden balls in their taut furry sac bouncing down against her hotly quivering, still virgin, pussy flesh, and the sight of it almost drove her out of her mind with a lewd desire that knew no bounds.
"Oh! Oh! OH!" she cried, her wide blue eyes gasping unseeingly as her wildly panting animal lover fucked all the more frantically into her slavishly kneeling body. Her head felt like it would explode with every savage, breast-rippling thrust, as his long scarlet hardness fucked into her without mercy and she tried desperately to match his staccato speed.
Unprecedented sensations of animal lust filled her entire nervous system until she wanted to scream out loud. Chad battered her virginal young helplessness with a ferociousness born of his bestial lust, his painfully huge cock sinking to its immense full length, a relentless shaft of slippery joy filling her sensuously squirming belly with all of its wonderful hardness!
The young girl rotated her buttocks desperately over the entire length of his heavily ridged cock with a masochistic cry of wanton pleasure.
And then suddenly she could feel her first cock-inspired orgasm ever, come spiraling upward from the depths of her abdomen, sending jolt after jolt of wildly ecstatic sensations surging through her loins. In the mirror her passion-glazed eyes could see Chad's long red cock vanishing and reappearing up between the wild hungrily grinding cheeks of her nakedly gleaming buttocks. His furious fucking was frenetically jerky and swifter than her addled brain could cope with! And then ... and then ... and then....
"OH! OH! OH!" she wailed breathlessly. "OH, I'M CUMMMMMING!" Her hotly clasping anal flesh clung feverishly to his huge hardness as the big dog suddenly began jerking and shuddering, its deeply buried cock squirting hot gushes of animal semen to slosh around like liquid fire far up inside the hungry little bowl of her helplessly trembling young belly. Her rectum clasped hungrily around his cum-slickened cock as she felt spasms of unbelievable delight rippling through her teenage flesh totally unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Her nether passage sucked and milked on his madly spurting cock while the little teenage girl writhed through her own rapturous climax, uttering sharp little cries of amazement and happiness, her flawless white flesh breaking out with sweat as her rectum swallowed all of Chad's thickly flowing animal cum and then sucked upward on it wildly, to milk out even more.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooooohhhh! Chhhhaaaad. Fuuuccck Mmmmiee In The Assss!" she wailed, her cunt and rectum both gushing out their liquid passion all over his sharply fucking cock, his rapidly emptying balls and lower belly, and flowing down the rounded cheeks of her trembling young ass, down her inner thighs, and on to the coverlet below.
Beside herself with joy, the young girl laid there limply for what seemed like hours, until finally Chad's furry body slipped off her smooth young back, his sperm-drained cock popping like a cork from cum-flooded little rectum. He lay beside her in complete satiation, and neither awoke until daybreak.
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CHAPTER EIGHT
Lois awoke early that next morning, not being able to remember when she had ever felt so relaxed and energetic. Life had a new meaning for the girl now. More Pleasure existed in the universe than she'd ever dreamed possible, and it was all hers just for the asking.
Proudly, she approached her aunt in the kitchen, where a scrumptuous breakfast of cantalope with berries and yogurt, cinammon toast and marmalade, and a big tall glass of cooling milk sat on the patio table.
"Oh, Diane!" exclaimed the young girl, clapping her hands together with joy, "it looks delicious. I'm just starved!"
With languid movements, Diane poured herself a cup of hot coffee and settled down next to Lois at the breakfast feast. All night long she had contemplated and wondered how she should approach the delicate subject of Lois and her pet. Some how, some way, she'd find a way to make Chad her lover for the entire summer and, after the duration of his visit, she would search the pet stores for a German shepherd puppy that looks just like Chad and she would train him from infancy to be the best lover in the world. Then these painful absences of her husband's would not matter. "Lois...."
The girl set down her fork as if on command. "Yes, Diane?" She took another long drink of her milk.
"There's something I want to talk to you about, honey." Seeing the ravishing look of hunger on her niece's face, she quickly added, "No, please, go ahead and eat." Stammering for a moment to find the appropriate words, she blurted out, "It's about Chad ... I...."
"I know," said Lois offhandedly, "you're in love with him. I know because I saw you making love to him yesterday."
Diane's jaw dropped a full two inches. "You did? And you're not angry?"
"Of course not. Why should I be? That would be selfish of me, wouldn't it?"
"I had no idea...."
Lois set down her fork with a clang on the metal patio table. "I made love to him last night myself. He's enough for both of us, Diane. I'm just happy that he pleased you."
Diane could not believe her eyes! Here was her only niece, her only blood relative other than her sister, and she was telling her to go ahead and make love to her dog? Could this be her prudish sister's daughter? She swallowed hard and struggled for the words. "Are you still a virgin, Lois?"
"Well, I was until last night, but Chad didn't do it in my, you, you know...."
"He did?"
"Yes, I liked it except I really want to have a sexual experience with a male. I mean a human, one," she corrected herself.
Diane rested her soft mature hand on her niece's arm. "I know of a young boy you'd love. In fact, you've already met him ... Paul."
Lois' eyes lit up at the name. "You mean you'd let me have Paul in exchange for Chad?"
Diane laughed to herself. How simple it was after all her needless worry of broaching the subject. "Sounds good." And taking a long thoughtful sip of her steaming coffee added. "Let's have Paul over tonight and then you can let him fuck you. I know he won't be able to keep his hands off you."
"I know." Lois took another bite of the cool cantalope and smiled seductively to herself.
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"This is great meat loaf, Lois, Did you make it yourself?" The hungry young delivery boy took another bite of the steaming meat.
"She sure did," offered Diane. "Quite a little cook, wouldn't you say?"
Paul could not understand the ease with which Mrs. Allen had suddenly changed her attitude. A generally selfish and jealous woman, she had asked him over for dinner, saying there was someone he'd like to meet. But never had he guessed it would be that sexy little niece of hers with that sweet tasting little virginal cunt. Even though Dorothy at the Super Mart had satisfied him in the cooler, he was still hot for that thirteen year old and had dreamed about her all night long. What a stroke of luck!
Then he gasped. What was happening now? He looked up at Lois sitting next to him, her long dark eyelashes fluttering coquettishly at him....
"I'm so happy it pleases you."
Next thing he knew he could feel her fingers zipping open his trousers and then fumbling through the waist band of his underwear to scratch through his curly dark pubic hair until they finally closed thrillingly about his thickly young pulsating cock.
Paul nearly choked on his meatloaf. He gasped, no longer able to control himself. Her thumb passed over the eye of his prick, rubbing off the seepage of pre-ejaculate that had appeared there. He glanced up at Mrs. Allen across the table, expecting her to jump in anger at this salacious assault on his maleness since it was not her hand that was doing such a fine job of bringing him to complete arousal. Diane took another sip of her glass of burgundy wine, a slight smile on her face.
"Lois," he finally stammered, loving her caress but realizing he couldn't stand much more of it without blowing it, hot and sticky into his Levi pants.
Lois only giggled and continued her lewd ministrations of his young hard cock.
"Well, dears," announced Diane. "I have to go now. Lois, would you be so kind as to tidy up the dishes just so Chad doesn't get at them. I'm going to run next door." She folded up her napkin and set it next to an empty plate, giving Lois a knowing grin. "On second thought, don't bother with them. I'll take Chad along with me. Sandra and I have some chatting to do. She babysits for dogs and she told me someone wants to sell a big beautiful German shepherd by the name of Champ."
After Diane had walked out the door, Paul hungrily gobbled down a few more bites of meatloaf. A warm rush of embarrassment flooded his cheeks. He'd never seen a girl quite like this one sitting next to him; so beautiful, so sultry, so sexy! He felt like he was on his first date! Imagine, he thought, me the big stud of the grocery store being turned on by a thirteen year old from the sticks of Wyoming!
He looked down at her, her ripely budding breasts seemed to leap out at his face from under the tight light pink sweater which perfectly matched the rosiness of her cheeks. Her sweater seemed to have come accidentally open a few buttons so that her cleavage was really startling. The swelling hillocks of her healthy young breasts were of such creamy smooth flesh that it really was all he could do to keep from ravishing her right on the spot.
Suddenly she was on her feet. "Would you like to watch television?"
He took the moment to stuff his pulsating cock back into his pants with a deep sigh as he watched her jounce into the living room, her long black curls bouncing around her back, her surprisingly mature buttocks wiggling in a sensual excitement.
He couldn't keep his eyes off her now. His cock had remained huge and hard, and was currently throbbing as if it were filled with gunpowder and about to be detonated. He pushed back his chair and staggered to his feet, wiping his lips clumsily with his napkin and dropped it to the floor. He moved towards the lovely figure.
Lois was changing the channels on the television set. "Looks like there's nothing good on tonight. Maybe we'll just have to find other entertainment."
Paul felt his blood boil as he approached her. It seemed as if yet another one of the buttons on her sweater had come open, revealing yet another gorgeously tantalizing expanse of soft warm flesh. Paul was amazed to be able to glimpse one of the large strawberry crests on her breasts, for the already low-cut sweater had come open that much.
Now she turned on the radio, saying, "Bet they have some real good rock stations out here, huh?"
He felt the sweat pouring out on his forehead. His tremendous erection was sticky up pointedly in his Levi's, and he was at a total loss as to what to do. Should he dance with her or should he try to fuck her right now knowing that Mrs. Allen come walking in the door any second and throw a raging fit over her jealousy.
But what was she doing now? God, he couldn't stand it much longer. She was dancing in time to the rock music, and as she swayed closer to him, humming through the music, the next button of her braless sweater came open, and now both of her breasts were in fairly plain view right down to the nipples.
"Paul," she murmured huskily, reaching down to grab the point where his cock was sticking out a mile. "Don't I have beautiful titties, Paul?"
Paul looked down at her firmly developing young thirteen year old breasts out of the corner of his eye, nervously wetting his lips with his tongue. This was a dream come true! Lois had such glorious young breasts with those oversize nipples that no guy could help but want to suck on them. Then, before he knew what was happening she was tattooing the back of his neck with her fingernails and drawing his head down, down, down ... until the magnetic attraction between his lips and the nipples of her left breast could not longer be fought....
"Oooooh, Paul," she crooned ecstatically as his mouth drew in her distended nipple and as much of the surrounding breast flesh as he could get, sucking ravenously like a baby who hadn't sucked a nipple in days. "Ooooh, Paul," she sighed, her eyes rolling upward, her hand reaching down for the elongated bulge of his fully erect cock again. "Ooooh, you're sucking on my titties like you reallleee wannnt meee to fuck you."
Lois had never had anyone's lips fastened so beautifully on the sensitive little nipples of her tits before, and as her new lover sucked hungrily, his hand came up to grip her other breast, squeezing it and twisting it. She groaned and panted for air. Who would have thought that a boy playing with her breasts like this would have such a wild effect on her? Her virginal little cunt was flowing in heated anticipation, soaking her sparse young pussy-fuzz.
As for Paul, he felt delirious. He had never seen such firmly magnificent young breasts before, and the fact that they belonged to an older woman's niece and he had already fucked that older woman, made them all the more exciting. He sucked, mouthed, nibbled and licked ravenously. Her large hard nipple was batted about by his tongue and then nibbled thrillingly with his teeth. Lois squeezed the bulge in his pants lasciviously and moaned, her beautiful head lying back in wantonness, her shining black hair lying all the way down to the top of her curvaceous buttocks.
"Ooooh," she exulted, squeezing his cock hungrily. "I've wanted to suck your cock ever since I first saw you."
Paul pushed her back toward the couch until she sat down on it. By now he was so out of his mind with desire he had totally forgotten Mrs. Allen and wouldn't have cared if she walked in the door right now and watched. All he could think about was fucking this little thirteen year old creature.
He propped up her legs so that her skirt fell off the sides of the couch, and was surprised to find that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her black little pussy fuzz was all wet and seeping the oval wet folds of her spread open little cunt looked as shiny as if they had been greased with warm melted butter.
"God," he murmured in adoration of the sparse young pussy curls and her open, desirable young cunt. It looked even better to him than it had yesterday afternoon, and the few glasses of wine had helped too. Lois was the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid his eyes on. He cupped his hands under her firmly resilient buttocks and drew her loins toward his mouth as if her pink little cuntal slit were another wine cup to drink from. In another moment his lips were moving through her sparse pubic fuzz and then touching her moistly quivering pussy. He slipped his tongue in through the hot layers of wet flesh to locate her clitoris, and sucked on it madly, dragging little cries, groans and sighs of ecstasy from her deep within her lust-constricted throat.
"Oh, oh, Paul! If you only knew how great that feels to my pussy! Oh my God! Please! Fuck it!"
This last lewd phrase pushed the mindlessly aroused young man completely over the edge of reason. Staggering to his feet to straighten out his pants, he unzipped his Levi's and pushed down his shorts as well.
Lois gasped as her fifteen year old lover's virile young cock sprang upward out of its confining clothing. She felt as if she were going blind with happiness. This was the moment she'd been waiting for!
"Fuck it, fuck it!" she cried, pointing to her wetly throbbing cunt. "I'm a virgin, Paul, doesn't that turn you on?"
These words affected him as if she had bit the end of his cock. Dropping to his knees again so his loins were even with her hotly writhing little pussy, he reached forward and pulled her lewdly writhing little body towards him. His excitedly pulsating cock passed smoothly forward between her outstretched legs touching wetly against her sleek young thighs, and then at last was passing through the warm, moist curls of pussy fuzz covering her tight little cunt.
When the rubbery soft tip at last brushed against her hotly seeping cuntal mouth, he felt his cockhead would burst. At last! He closed his eyes and a million loving little tentacles, undulating and kissing it all over. Paul sighed, then cried out momentarily-as she did-when his massive cock head fucked up against the soft, tissue paper fragility of her hymen. And then it was passing through and up into her virginal cunt, all of the wet warmth of her vaginal walls closing about his hardness lovingly.
He looked down and could see his heavily rigid, blood-bloated cock disappearing up into her belly, just the tiniest speck of blood dripping to the couch. He put his arms around her excitedly undulating hips, and buried his nostrils in her scented young hair. Her warm little breast pressed strongly up against his chest as he ran his hands all over the exciting nakedness of her teenage flesh.
This was the moment he had been waiting for. His pelvis lurched forward, embedding his hardened young staff of male flesh deep up inside her tightly clasping cunt until their pelvic mounds bumped and ground together, their pubic hairs becoming intertwined momentarily before he jerked his hips backward again and his wetly glistening cock came sliding out with her cuntal lips clinging hungrily to the thickly impaling shaft. Then he gently fucked it forward again, burying his hardness in the warm, enveloping softness of her vaginal walls again. Her hotly grinding little cunt was snug but as smooth and as wet as could be as he fucked in and out of her wetly throbbing pussy, their bellies smacking together, his balls bouncing softly against the couch cushion.
"Oh Paul, I love you!" she cried, licking his ear and washing it out, then taking its lobe entirely into her sultry young mouth and sucking on it. Paul sighed and shut his eyes, delirious with happiness. This was the most wonderful thing he had ever experienced.
So wonderful, in fact, that he failed to notice entirely the sounds of Diane's key turning in the lock.
In another moment, Diane had Chad lifted onto the couch and gotten him up into a standing position so that his own glistening pink cock was sliding forward out of its hairy sheath.
Lois inclined her head toward him and took in as much of the dog's immense cock into her mouth as she could, sucking ravenously as her boyfriend fucked her.
By the time Paul had opened his eyes and noticed what was going on, he was too far gone to care. And anyway his moral position did not enter into it since he was fucking Mrs. Allen's niece on the same couch where he had fucked the older woman many times before. He couldn't very well protest then if she was sucking on her pet dog's cock. So he merely closed his eyes again and continued fucking deep and rhythmically into her openly flowing little cunt.
Diane removed her clothes and then sat down naked in a chair as she watched her niece being fucked by her delivery boy in her pussy and her German shepherd lover in her hungrily devouring mouth. She just sat there calmly rubbing her fingers into the slippery wet folds of her pussy. She would want to have Chad's long beautiful penis fucking up inside her rectum next while she sucked on her little fifteen year old boyfriend's cock, and wouldn't that be a surprise for the delivery boy!
Then, moving over by the boy and gripping his sweat-soaked black curls, Diane twisted his head around to bring his nose and mouth directly in contact with her hotly squirming pussy.
Paul groaned, his mouth salivating and his tongue flicked out hotly to penetrate the wet, hotly trickling folds, moving inward swiftly through her hair-lined furrow to lick at her vibrating little clitoris. Diane groaned, her head falling back with all her long auburn hair falling back over her smoothly curved asscheeks. The nearness of her huge hard breasts also acted like a magnet for Chad's lengthy red tongue, and he began lapping them hungrily in a dual assault of oralism.
By now Paul could feel his cum start thundering up from his wildly throbbing balls. He groaned wildly, shuddered once, and then he was spewing his hotly churning sperm upwards into his teenage girl friend's ecstatically rippling virginal cunt-just as Chad also began barking and yelping, squirting scalding animal semen down the thirteen year old's gluttonously sucking throat.
With cum being poured into her feverishly absorbing little belly from both ends, the lasciviously groaning thirteen year old girl reached her own orgasm as well, gushing a clear viscous fluid all over the boyfriend's still fucking cock as she wailed in rapture around the deeply fucking animal cock in her mouth. "I'm cumming, everybody, oh God, I'm cumming out my titties!"
Her mind was spun with ecstasy and she wanted to swoon-but not before her hungry little cunt and mouth had absorbed as much cum into her belly as she could take.
By their side, Diane was also reaching climax under the mouths and tongues of the fifteen year old delivery boy and her animal lover. Diane groaned and twisted as if she were trying to get away, then ground her wildly throbbing cunt over her delivery boy's face, groaning endlessly as series of cunt-splitting orgasms rent her flesh, one on top of the other, from toenails to hair ends.
By the time the four of them had stopped shuddering, the two females were lying on their backs on the carpet, holding hands and moaning as only well-fucked women can moan. Paul looked at the restfully satiated Chad, paused momentarily and then stretched out his hand to shake the big dog's forepaw.
"We're all one now," he said silkenly, "we're going to have a wonderful summer together, all four of us. I'll bring you all the bones you can eat, Chad ... and, maybe, I'll even take you down to the grocery store and let you get a little piece of Martha's pussy in the cooler with me!!!"
