Patty Douglas was a young, attractive girl struggling diligently to attain meaningful identity in life.
A sincere girl who wants to obtain a lasting marriage, she stumbles into two disastrous affairs back-to-back, involving, in the first instance the office playboy and in the second case her boss.
After being snake bitten she contemplates with desperation the future, not knowing where to turn or how. Through a remarkable chain of chance circumstances she ultimately becomes involved with male canines in sex.
"People often think that individuals who plunge into so-called deviant or strange sexual relationships are automatically disturbed in the psychiatric sense," a prominent sexologist related in a psychiatric journal not long ago. "These people are woefully underestimating these individuals they classify as either disturbed or sick, if not both. What they fail to realize is that, deviant forms of behavior often spring, not so much from psychiatric maladjustment, as from disappointments in conventional situations which cause them to cope for new avenues of pleasure."
The above commentary relates unquestionably to the leading character of "Canine Training School", Patty Douglas, whose search for sexual identity takes fascinating turns which are destined to leave the reader in a state of suspense.
Author Jason Phillips has woven a fascinating story about a woman who sincerely strives toward what she feels is right, who experiences the bitter side of life at many turns, but who ultimately rebounds to lead a rewarding and happy existence. Her experiences do her in good stead, even though the frustrations at certain junctures almost cause her to give up altogether.
Bestiality, just like any other sexual aberration, must be explored in an analytical rather than a damning puritanical light. To the author's credit, Jason Phillips has written a stirring account whose scrutinizing, bold, yet compassionate message cannot hope but enhance his reading audience's understanding of the complex question of human-bestial relations.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Rick James set down the remainder of his Scotch and water, looked passionately into the eyes of Patty Douglas, and ran his hands over her smooth, creamy skin.
"Just as soft as velvet," he exclaimed softly in his low, resonant voice. "I love to touch your face."
"It's all yours to touch as you please," a smile creased her stunning face. Patty's rich chestnut-colored hair was thrown back to provide dramatic impact and her breathing became increasingly heavier as she watched Rick, who looked suave and handsome as always, and ever ready to seize on a romantic opportunity. -
"How much of it is mine?"
"Just as much as you please."
"That's what I was hoping you'd say," he nodded.
As his hands continued to run smoothly over her beautiful face, and as her eyes mushroomed with keen sexual anticipation, Rick James, the cool, seductive lover, leaned his head forward slightly and delivered a sharp, hard kiss to Patty's lips.
He timed that first kiss with magnificent precision, letting it stand just long enough to titillate the object of his fascination momentarily. Then he broke the kiss as quickly as he had commenced it.
Rick watched her body begin to quiver with sexual arousal. A thin smile of triumph fastened itself on his lips as he knew he was very much on the right track. He was determined to draw his lover out all the way, to extend his passions to the limits and hers as well.
He was playing the game in her home park. They sat in the living room of Patty's apartment in the Wilshire District of Los Angeles. The hour was late and evening was still. The only sounds that were heard in the room were those of the stereo record player, on which rhapsodic Jackie Gleason instrumentals played, instrumentals to get lovers all the more into the mood.
The music was beneficial to Rick, even though he did not really need it. With Patty's overpowering facial beauty coupled with a stimulating erotic form, he needed nothing more. His own considerable passions took over in the dimly lit room and as he stared, those familiar pangs of intense passion were enveloping both his penis and his scrotum.
As the burning urges continued to multiply he ran his fingers over her soft skin one more time. His lips puckered up instinctively and he drew his head forward. His red lips began to quiver as they moved closer to Patty's waiting lips.
The lips converged, with even greater impact than they had the first time, which was the way that the lovers had planned it. They both believed strongly in momentum when it came to lovemaking.
"You start out nice and slow," Rick had calmly explained to her the first time that they had gone to bed together, some three months earlier, "and you keep right on building until you wake up and find that you've soared all the way to the moon."
The words regarding the moon flight surfaced in Patty's mind as she threw her arms around Rick's quivering body and held on dearly. She desired to please him, and herself as well. She had played her cards coolly in their relationship to date, relenting whenever she felt the passionate need for sexual communion, and when she felt that Rick needed immediate release, but had purposely refrained from allowing him to become too aggressive. She would not let him reach the point where he felt that sex with her was a matter of course whenever he wanted it. But that evening, following dinner and drinks, she found her vaginal walls burning with anticipation. She keenly desired her release from him.
When he saw the manner in which she began shaking, and the way that she suddenly nervously twitched her legs from side to side, Rick became fully aware of just how strongly Patty desired sexual contact.
Now it was time for swift and decisive action, he reasoned to himself silently as he fastened his eyes on her hypnotic beauty. His eyes dropped swiftly downward from her enchanting face to her voluptuous cleavage between her breasts, which popped out at him magnanimously. Her breasts were rich and creamy, yet firm, just like the smooth skin his fingers had caressed on her face.
His fingers reached underneath her blouse, then beneath her bra, moving steadfastly against her breasts. He tweaked her nipples several times, and as he did her body moved slightly from side to side, which indicated to him how much she enjoyed his finger efforts.
"Oh, that feels so good," she threw her beautiful head back and sighed, which spurred him on all the more. "I like the way you're working those fingers. Keep it up, baby."
The fingers began squeezing her breasts and nipples with greater authority than before. And while that was happening he shoved his head forward resolutely and delivered a series of burning kisses to her lips.
He finally opened his mouth and forged his tongue inside Patty's now steaming mouth. He felt her hot breath and she gasped several times at the outset as his tongue moved crisply against hers, thrusting with vigorous enthusiasm against hers.
Rick continued his brisk tongue actions, stepping up his pace systematically until the tempo reached its highest impact, and while that was occurring his fingers continued to circulate hotly around her breasts with great diligence.
He played his hand to the hilt, then suddenly withdrew his fingers from her breasts and his tongue from her mouth. She sat up straight in the sofa, blinking her eyes several times, still overcome by the passion they had shared.
"Let's go into the bedroom," he whispered sexily into her ear.
She nodded, rising slowly from the sofa, still in the process of regaining her composure. Her head remained in something of an erotic daze as she got up and walked slowly with Rick into the bedroom.
Patty took a quick look downward between his legs. Through the outline of his pants she could clearly see his hard cock, and the longer her eyes remained focused on it the more anxious she became to have him put it to work in the act of sex with her.
She sprawled out demurely in the middle of the bed, watching with keen interest as he quickly went to work removing his shirt and tie. His fingers, she noticed as she watched, were slightly on the fidgety side, demonstrating the extent of the excitement he felt as he got ready for lovemaking.
The admiration swelled within her as she watched him pull his clothes off. Before she knew it he was down to his pants, then his underpants, which he finally rolled down his legs and threw aside.
He walked toward her, surveying her body as she lay demurely on the bed, while she in turn observed his hard cock, which was ready to go to work.
Rick lowered his nude body into bed, then put his fingers quickly to work once more, this time removing her clothes. His heart pounded with nervous anticipation and his penis throbbed with nervous desire as he unbuttoned her blouse, then pulled it off. He next unbuckled her bra with several quick decisive movements, after which he was ready to move downward.
Her skirt came off easily, leaving only her panties. Before he embarked on that pleasant chore he ran his fingers against her buttocks, enjoying the smoothness of her surface. Then he drew a deep breath and pulled down her panties, throwing them aside recklessly as he got ready to settle into sex with her.
His eyes focused quickly on the inviting sight of her smooth slit, which currently bubbled with enthusiasm. Down beneath the strands of brown tufts of hair it was waiting for attention, and he was determined to provide her with just the right kind of attention.
His fingers moved down swiftly between her legs. They went to work with spirited enthusiasm as he proved inside her box. Several finger probes later a moistness surfaced in her vagina. He grinned and pushed onward with greater earnestness, letting his fingers manipulate with sweeping movements.
"Oh, you're making me burn up," she gasped. "Keep it up. I like the way you're working your fingers."
"I wouldn't dream of stopping now."
"Oh, don't stop, oh, keep it up, that's it," she gasped, "I like that action, oh, oh."
While the fingers of his right hands moved briskly around her flaming vagina, which was becoming moister with every series of movements, he put the fingers of his left hand into active service as they moved briskly around her breasts.
The longer he kept up the sweeping breast movements with his fingers the swifter those fingers circulated. He loved squeezing her nipples every few strokes, which caused her either to gasp or to twitch her body noticeably.
He finally withdrew his fingers from her feverish love pit and moved his head downward toward it. He delivered a sharp sizzling kiss against her vagina, which caused her body to quake with sensation.
"Oh, do that again," she begged, overcome by the passions he was sending through her with his actions.
Rick quickly responded to her request by kissing her vagina one more time. This time the burning urge shot through her body even more feverishly than before. She was heating up noticeably, and sweat began to trickle down the sides of her face.
Rick lifted his head from her love nest and decided to set his sights on her left ear. He licked arid nibbled on her ear, then thrust his tongue eagerly inside her ear lobe as she continued trembling with passion, sighing with exhileration.
"Oh, your tongue is so wild," she exclaimed, "just keep it up, you're sending me straight into orbit."
"Hang on, baby, 'cause I'm just getting warmed up," he smiled, slapping her playfully on the buttocks.
Once the tongue had run its course, bathing and nibbling on the insides of her left ear, he switched his efforts to her right ear, following the same dramatic procedure as she continued burning up with keen passion.
After he finished with her ears he focused his efforts on her breasts, which he decided to bathe thoroughly with his tongue. He licked all around her left breast, spending occasional time licking and nibbling on her nipples as her body swayed back and forth. He liked, in particular, to notice the way that her buttocks were swaying.
"Oh, you're giving me one of those groovy tongue baths," she said with an air of celebration, enjoying his movements. "Bathe me good, my love, I like it."
His fingers cupped her bottom gingerly, holding on firmly to her buttocks cheeks, while his tongue continued gliding passionately over her breasts.
Once he finished with his breast efforts he quickly switched his attentions to her vagina. After a few smooth finger strokes, which ignited her anew, Rick put his tongue to work on her moist mound.
He heard her purr like a contented kitten, enjoying the intimate contact with his tongue, which flicked in and out of her vagina with systematic grace.
"You're making me burn up," she finally shouted hoarsely, becoming carried away by the passions of the moment.
Rick always enjoyed getting acclaim for his sex actions, particularly when it came from Patty, and now that he had her good and hot he was determined to keep her that way.
Exercising his rule of momentum, he gradually accelerated his tongue efforts, driving himself at an impassioned pace as he drove her ever closer to orgasm.
"Don't let up now," she begged.
Her words were unnecessary in that he wasn't about to consider such a course. He had aroused her too much and she was moving too close to the big moment, which he longed to emphatically share with her.
His tongue probed her passionately, darting into her moist vagina with the impact of a man hungry with desire. His tongue moved with the resourcefulness of a snake, driving itself furiously into every crevice of her mound.
"I'm getting near, Rick, very near," she warned him. "Oh, keep it up, baby, keep it up, Rick, I'm gonna shoot, I'm gonna shoot it off inside your mouth."
Furiously he continued his assault on her box, driving his tongue forward until her entire body quivered heatedly from the dramatic contact with him.
"Oh, this is it," she finally announced, "ooooooohhhhh, I'm thereeeee, oooooohhhhh."
His tongue alertly caught the warm juice as it sprayed into his mouth, giving him the satisfaction that he had sought. He looked into her beautiful face and was happy that he had done such a superb job of pleasing her.
"Would you like to shoot again?" he asked.
"Would I ever. Can you ever suck pussy. Yes, go back and lick my snatch again, dear. I'd love it."
That was all the encouragement he needed. Immediately he was back at work, determined to provide her moist, aroused vagina with some more thrills.
But before he went to work sucking it, he decided to suck out her thighs. He began licking her left thigh, sucking eagerly, then nibbling on it as her body trembled with great excitement.
"Oh, is that tongue of yours ever working," she praised.
He moved from the left thigh to the right, providing her with all kinds of stimulating action. Butterflies of exhilaration reeled in her stomach and once more she became exceedingly warm between her legs from his expert movements.
"More, more, give me more," she called to him, caught up in the fervent passion of the moment.
He gripped his fingers around her curvaceous and firm buttocks, pressing the skin resolutely while he continued circulating his tongue around her now moist thighs.
When her body began trembling nervously he knew that it was time to move on to her vagina, which he did immediately. She was so hot, and breathing so heavily, that he decided to capitalize immediately on the situation rather than suck her gradually to climax.
The burning urge circulated through her entire body, causing her to tremble with passion as his tongue drew a steady bead on her flaming love pit.
Rick turned on the coal, holding on tightly to her buttocks cheeks as he drove his tongue spiritedly. He worked it laboriously and thoroughly until once more she let out a lengthy sigh and the hot juices bolted out of her vagina.
She planted a kiss of gratitude on his lips when it was all over. But he definitely was not through. The noticeable swelling in his penis indicated that.
"Take this and play with it, baby," Rick commanded soothingly, pointing down toward his erect phallus.
Patty enjoyed focusing on the delicious sight, and quickly determined to seize the initiative. She ran her fingers up and down its long, smooth, and very hard base.
"Now you're working," he nodded smilingly, settling back in bed and enjoying her finger strokes.
Up and down she pumped with accelerated passion, sending burning fires of passion shooting down between his burning legs. She kept up her brisk movements as the heat within him continued generating.
Finally she lowered her head and licked the tip of his penis, sending flaming sensations shooting through him. When she removed her tongue from the end of his phallus he harbored a burning desire to enter her with his flaming, piercing penis.
"I've got to have you," he threw his arms around her with a sense of mounting need and kissed her lips.
"Oh, baby, go ahead, go ahead," she sighed.
Patty spread her legs accommodatingly. He looked down at her vagina, still moist from all the action he had supplied her, and let his phallus slip inside her.
His hips rocked back and forth with a spirit of dedicated zeal as he slipped his rigid penis into her, driving forward with all the spirited strength he could muster, pushing zealously.
Now he was like a man possessed, determined to drive his sensual energies into her, culminating with an orgasm. With determination he strove forward, driving spiritedly, pushing his penis into her as far as it would go.
Rick ran his fingers through Patty's sweaty hair as he drove himself forward with a sense of liberation, determined to provide her with all the thrills of the flesh possible before exploding.
"Keep fucking me," she gasped. "Oh, you're driving that fuck-stick into me with all you've got. Oh, push that prick around in my snatch, oh, my snatch is burning up, burning up, fuck me, my love, fuck me, fuck me, I want it, I want your juice."
He continued exploring the tight inner confines of her nest, delivering each stroke with lightning rapidity, thrusting his penis forward with all the enthusiastic force he could summon.
"Demolish me," she begged, "demolish me, baby, with that big dick. I want your cock, want it bad, push that pecker inside me."
Now he knew just how aroused she was. Patty never used sexy language unless she was ready to shoot. Now she was as hot as she could get without shooting, and was nearing that point wherein her juices would be released one more time.
Rick felt the juice bolting inside her snatch. He liked the additional warmth and was happy that he had got her that hot. Now he continued grinding away with a new zeal, determined to get his orgasm in a way that would please her.
"Fuck me, fuck my cunt," she gasped. "Give it to me, drive that pole up my mound, drive it in my snatch, fuck, fuck."
He patted her buttocks cheeks for added momentum as the pace continued briskly. His heart pounded and he proceeded forward apace, eager to explode inside her.
As he got perilously close to the big moment he thrust his tongue inside her mouth. He wanted to be Frenching with her when the big moment came.
Their tongues locked fervently and their bodies shook as they moved close to the big moment. She was panting so noticeably that he was sure she would be soon exploding.
As he rocked his sweaty body forward with a reckless grace, he could feel the burning urge within him. It was determined to break loose in the form of hot juice.
Their tongues continued to lock as he pushed his hot penis into her with great force. Finally the juice bolted from his phallus at the same point at which Patty shot one more time.
By then they were both ready to sleep, having expended their passions in sex.
Within minutes they were both asleep, with Rick throwing his arm securely around her body.
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning Patty Douglas awakened following a long night's sleep. The first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to look next to her on the bed, hoping to find her spirited lover, Rick.
She moaned disgustedly as a long look revealed that he was gone. Apparently he had awakened early and slipped out, as he so often did, she thought.
As she lifted her beautiful nude form from the bed and got up on her feet she observed a piece of paper perched atop a walnut table next to the bed.
Patty nodded with recognition as she observed Rick James' handwriting. Then she read the note carefully.
Dear Patty:
Had to leave early. Did not want to wake you up, since you looked so angelic and rested as you slept.
I will be on the road over the weekend contacting store proprietors in Arizona. I will not return to Los Angeles until sometime on Tuesday.
Sweet dreams and I'll be getting in touch with you first thing when I get back. Love, Rick
With mounting anger she crumbled up the note and hurled it into an empty waste basket nearby. It was getting to be a habit with her, letting Rick slip away after she had supplied him with sex.
It had been that way the last few times they had sex, and it was beginning to get on her nerves. She wasn't about to be used as a sexual pawn in the hands of a very slick and personable young man like Rick, even if they did enjoy almost perfect communion in bed.
Rick had a way of getting what he wanted, of getting her so steamed up for his sexy body that she forgot anything and everything that she had intended to bring up.
For one thing, she wanted to discuss with him the seriousness of his intentions toward her, and was determined to see to it that he did not slip off the hook, or continue to use her in the form of a beautiful mistress while shunning any lasting relationship.
She had been going with him for four months, or ever since he had joined the firm of Roberts Cosmetics. Rick had come from the East shortly after obtaining a divorce from his wife of two years. He came West for purposes of making a clean break from his past.
His roving eyes, ever eager to tune in on a beautiful face and figure in his new locale, immediately set their sights on captivating Patty Douglas, the private secretary to the president of the company, Mr. David Roberts.
They began dating immediately, with Patty falling for Rick's advances almost at the outset of their relationship. Patty, some seven years younger than Rick at twenty-two, had never been married, and had conscientiously played the field both in high school and after she got out, beginning her work life at Roberts Cosmetics.
She always remembered what her mother had told her when she was blossoming into the beautiful woman she was later to become in high school, when the young men all around her were paying considerable attention to her.
"You're a beautiful girl, honey, so don't spoil your chances for a good man and a good marriage by having fun with the wrong man or men," she warned.
The words reverberated through Patty's brain as she got up and dressed, preparing to fix herself breakfast. It was Saturday and she was just as happy that she didn't have to go to the office. For one thing, she was disturbed about Rick once more getting off the hook at a time when she was eager to boil him down to specifics concerning their relationship.
Perhaps she had given in too easily, she thought. After all, she knew very little about Rick. Except for one thing, that is. She was strongly attracted to him from the moment they met. And she had allowed herself to be literally swept off her feet for the first time in her life. The cool girl who had had only a few transitory affairs in her life had fallen in love with Rick.
Since he was gone for the weekend she knew that Saturday and Sunday would pass slowly, as would Monday as well. She would be literally holding her breath until his return on Tuesday.
It went even slower than she had anticipated, and on Saturday and Sunday evenings she got to" thinking about him when she was in bed. She envisioned his captivatingly graceful form, and she envisioned those smooth grinding hips before her, grinding out a steady beat as he slipped his penis eagerly into her.
Patty became so aroused just thinking of him that, on both occasions, her fingers instinctively went to work in her vagina, probing eagerly until she orgasmed.
It was not until Tuesday afternoon that she felt a measure of relief. As she sat in Mr. Roberts' office taking dictation, Rick came swaggering into the office in his most confident gait. Immediately she felt tingles of sensation between her legs, and as he entered Mr. Roberts' private office a big smile lit up her face.
"Good news, sir, I've opened up five new markets in the Phoenix area," Rick began eagerly.
"Nice going," Dave Roberts jumped up from the desk and slapped Rick on the back happily.
The two men discussed business for the next few minutes. Once the conference broke up and Rick was on his way out of the office, he leaned over and whispered in Patty's ear:
"I'll call you tonight."
She nodded smilingly, looking forward with great anticipation to seeing him again. The rest of the day spun by quickly, after which Patty drove immediately home.
As she crept through the late afternoon Los Angeles freeway traffic she began thinking searchingly about what she had reflected on for most of the past weekend-she just couldn't let things drag out anymore between herself and Rick. She couldn't allow him to think he could take liberties with her without any serious commitment on his part.
She had told herself that very same thing more times than she cared to remember, and to date she hadn't aired matters. Patty realized what caused her to weaken under pressure. The pattern would always be the same. She would form a get tough attitude in her own mind and plan to have her showdown. Then Rick would melt her with passionate utterances or actions.
Tonight, she realized, she couldn't be melted again. Not if she wanted to get the worries and doubts out of her system and clear the air once and for all. As difficult as it might be to hold back the impulse to throw herself into his arms after he had returned from several days out of the city, it was imperative to keep her cool.
She was watching the television news just a few minutes after arriving at her apartment when the phone rang. It was Rick on the other end.
"Hope you haven't had dinner," he began. "No, I was waiting to hear from you."
"Good. Well hang on. I'll pick you up in a few minutes and I'll take you out."
"I've got a better idea," she said. "Let's hear it, baby."
"How about me fixing a couple steaks for us over at my place. By the time you get over they oughta be ready. Steak, baked potatoes with sour cream, sherry to drink. How does it sound?"
"You talked me into it."
"I thought I would. I know what you like."
"Yeah, I like you. See you, baby."
"Goodbye," she hung up the phone.
For the next few minutes Patty remained busy fixing dinner. She was determined to have her important conversation with Rick under the most favorable of circumstances. And as she put the finishing touches on the meal she silently drilled herself like a general would drill soldiers prior to entering battle on the importance of maintaining a solid front and not weakening.
When he arrived with a bouquet of roses, which he thrust dramatically into her hands with a smile, she leaned forward and delivered a kiss of gratitude on his lips.
Immediately she was aroused. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed Rick's penis hardening beneath his trousers. Then she broke the kiss and stepped back immediately, knowing that if things were to persist much further they would soon be in the throes of a sex act.
Rick looked a little disappointed, but once he settled down to a sumptuous dinner, appeared placated. Several times during the course of the meal Patty observed him stealing quick glances at her legs under the table. His body would also shift restlessly on occasion, cluing her in on the fact that he was highly aroused.
Once the dinner was completed they settled back and had one last glass of sherry. By that time Rick's will was weakening and an impatience swept across his face. He wanted sex and he wanted it fast, a fact of which Patty was well aware.
When he reached beneath the table and let his fingers sweep lustily beneath her dress and up her leg, she knew it was a case of either stopping him at that point or completely giving in to his advances.
For a moment she thought about giving in, letting him have his release, and then conversing with him. But as she thought about that possibility some more she recognized that that was the same strategy she had been following before, and that to date it hadn't worked.
As painful as it was, since her own emotions were aroused and she would just as soon have let him take her into the bedroom, she pulled her leg away, suddenly and dramatically.
"What's the matter?" a startled Rick asked.
"There's something . . . there's something we've got to talk about," she told him as she got up from the table and walked toward the sofa, sitting down.
"Can't it wait until.. . " Then he looked down between his legs, reaching toward his penis and stroking the outline of his pants suggestively.
"No, we must talk now," she decided to remain firm.
He walked over toward the sofa, sat down next to her, and began kissing her ear sexily, doing his best to eliminate her resistance. But this time she was not about to be dissuaded by him.
"Please, Rick, we must talk," she startled even herself by telling him forcefully.
"Okay, we'll talk," he settled back into the sofa, startled by her sudden aggressiveness.
Patty took a deep breath, heaved a sigh, and moved slowly toward the problem at hand.
"I've got to know where you stand, Rick," she confronted him directly, her heart palpitating under the pressure of the moment.
"About what, baby? I dig you and give you all the loving you can handle. Matter of fact, I'm for doing it more often than you. I'd like to be doing it right now. I take you out, show you a good time, keep you happy in bed and out. Isn't that good enough?"
"No, I'm talking about more," she continued determinedly. "I want to know what you real intentions are toward me. Just what do you plan to do?"
"I don't know what you mean," he shrugged.
"I mean, I'm talking about long term plans," she leaned forward, a little tensely. "Are you planning on getting truly serious with me? I'm not the kind of woman who just goes to bed with any man."
"No, and I'm not just any man," he grinned.
"You know what I'm driving at. Are you planning to ask me to marry you?" Her heart pulsated rapidly as she finished, and she was surprised that she had drawn herself out this fast. Now it was up to him to react.
"What is this, a courtroom?" he looked at Patty strangely, becoming piqued over her questioning. "You'd think I was being cross-examined in a court of law."
"It's important to a girl that she not be used."
"Did anybody ever force you into bed with me?"
"That isn't the point," she snapped back, her face reddening. "Isn't it?"
"No, it's not. Yes, I went to bed with you, but only because I believed that you were serious about me."
"I am serious. I prove that every time I take you to bed, and I'll be glad to prove it to you right now if you'll let me." At that point he moved his body over toward her. He threw an arm around her, but she ducked out of the way, jumping to her feet.
"No, I want to thrash this out right now," she said angrily, her face flushed with near rage. "I will not be used as a mistress. If you don't consider me marriage material then I'm not interested in having anything more to do with you."
"Oh, honey, you're great marriage material, but it's just that I'm not in the mood to get married again, at least for a long time," he explained. "I'll tell you something. I think you're the best girl of all the girls I'm screwing right now. I think you're the best looking and the best fuck. You've got a lot of passion, but it'll take a lot more than that to have me get married. Now why can't you take me as I am? I was good enough for you before."
His words cut her like a knife. She had forced a showdown and had heard the very words she had hoped she would not. In addition, he had even volunteered the information that he was having sex with other women as well, along with the revelation that he was not intending to consider marrying her.
"Get out of here and never come back," she shrieked. Her body shook and tears fell from her eyes.
"Honey, you're being perfectly ridiculous. Let's go to bed and have a good fuck. Things always look better after that."
"Never. Never again," she said adamantly. "Get out of here and never come back."
"You're being perfectly silly."
"You heard me. If you don't leave I'll call the police."
He shook his head disgustedly, got up from the sofa, and headed toward the door, never saying another word.
When he closed the door behind him she had a good long cry.
CHAPTER THREE
Patty never spoke to Rick James after that climactic evening. Several times in the office he attempted to talk to her, but on each occasion she deliberately ignored him until he gave up and walked away.
In her crushed state she threw herself with new intensity into her work, hoping that the wounds would heal faster that way. But she spent many evenings tossing and turning sob-bingly as she reflected on Rick and what a naive fool she had been.
At that time she became more closely attached to her boss, the handsome, white-haired, highly respected David Roberts, who had taken over Roberts Cosmetics upon his father's death some fifteen years earlier, at a time when the company was on the verge of floundering.
With his steady, confident hands, David Roberts had steered the company from the red into the black, to the point where it reigned as one of the leading cosmetic firms in the country.
Roberts knew better than to pry into Patty Douglas' personal life, but he didn't have to comprehend what was causing her to appear so blue. He had seen the icy tension that flowed between Rick and Patty when they were in each other's presence, whereas previously they had glowed in each other's presence.
Rather than to confront her directly regarding the problem, Roberts instead sought to treat her kindly, to bring her out of the doldrums through decent conduct.
They were nearing the busiest time of the year at Roberts Cosmetic when Patty split up with Rick, which meant that she was subjected to a good deal of overtime working with David Roberts.
The forty-five-year-old executive would, on occasion, take her to dinner following late sessions in the office. Though he was a married man with three children, Roberts found himself becoming closely drawn toward his beautiful secretary in a way he had not before. He had always been aware of her keenly artistic beauty, and that was one of the reasons he had selected her as his personal secretary. He knew that it would add to the appearance of his office to have a beautiful girl with a wholesome personality working for him.
But when he saw her depressed he began to assume more of a personalized interest in her destiny than before. He went out of his way to make her laugh and feel at ease as they had dinner together.
Then one evening, after they had had dinner together after putting in better than three hours of overtime, David Roberts was entrusted with the chore of driving her home, since Patty's car was in a garage having transmission work performed and the buses to her area were not running regularly by that time of the evening.
As they drove down dark streets heading into her area, David Roberts felt the same kind of tightness in the pit of his stomach that was always there prior to sex. He could feel his penis hardening inside his trousers and knew that he stood in a dangerous situation. If he ever let his emotions become known it could cause tremendous repercussions in his relatively happy married life.
He walked her to her apartment and she asked him to come in for a cup of coffee. He accepted with reluctance, fearing that his emotions would run away with him if he remained much longer in her presence. His penis remained rigid inside his trousers as he sat down in a chair in Patty's living room.
She sat opposite him, crossing her legs nervously as she sipped her coffee. The same emotions that were swirling through his body churned through hers. Patty was rapidly discovering just how much she admired David Roberts
He nervously wolfed down his black coffee. Patty immediately noticed the empty cup.
"Would you care for another?" she got up and walked over to him.
David's eyes flashed up toward her face. An electric chemistry drew them together and she found herself leaning forward and puckering her lips dramatically. David Roberts' heart fluttered rapidly as he pushed his lips forward and let them plunge against Patty's.
Their lips froze against each other for several seconds. Then David bolted up from the chair and locked his arms intensely around her body. He guided her downward toward the rug. Events were happening far too fast for him to completely keep up with them.
Impulse totally seized him as his fingers went to work pulling off her garments. Once he would remove one of her garments his fingers would race over her bare skin as he reveled in the excitement of the moment.
Once he pulled off her panties his eyes became captivated by her bushy nest, which looked so inviting. Perhaps he should have been through a few preliminaries before entering into the sex act itself, but he wasn't in any mood to delay things. His body quivered with expectancy and his huge phallus itched with desire.
He pushed his member forward toward her moist vagina. It slipped toward her with anxious rapidity, and, once he entered her, Patty's body quivered with delight.
"Oh, throw that cock into me," she exclaimed. "Fuck me, baby, throw that cock into me."
With keen intensity he let his dagger-like instrument drive into her vaginal walls with brute force. His breathing intensified as he drove himself to his very limits, letting his hips flail uninhibitedly as his penis resolutely attacked her again and again.
She let out groan upon groan of erotic fascination as he continued stabbing her, his loins on fire with intense desire. He wanted to totally possess her in every way he could. The longer he drove his instrument into her and the more he accelerated his tempo the smoother it became.
His early jerky movements, attributable to his unbridled emotions, became less forced and more relaxed, even though the intensity of the movements themselves remained the same.
The pace became blistering, and he let his fingers roam over the soft, creamy surface of her buttocks as his body rocked back and forth and he drove his penis into her with piston-like regularity.
Her long, sensuous legs began wiggling unrestrainedly, moving back and forth as his wildly throbbing cock drove devastating thrills into her trembling body.
"Ohhhhh, keep it up, oooohhhhh, are you fucking me," Patty gasped, completely overcome by what was happening, particularly by the rapidity with which things were occurring.
Her erotic gasps served as music to his ears, stimulating him all the more to attain great orgasmic heights with his stiff thrusts. Her fleshy hips manipulated back and forth with excitement as he continued drilling her with stiff, decisive strokes.
David Roberts' sex life had become remarkably tame in recent years. The act of sex between David and his wife had become almost totally devoid of imagination and interest. Now he had spontaneously thrust himself into a situation of great intrigue. He was going to bed with a woman who possessed both physical charm and the animal magnetism it took to perform well in sex.
As he continued forcing his throbbing organ into her with skillful massive efforts, her entire body quaked with a spirit of adventure.
"Oooohhhhh, I'm shooting," she suddenly gasped. And he immediately felt the warmth of her juices trickling inside her vagina as his penis continued pounding with relentless anxiety.
"Keep on fucking me," she encouraged. "I want your dick inside me, fuck me, drill me, I want you, pour your juice into me, now, now, I want it."
He steadily pounded his swollen rod into her with blinding excitement. His fingers reached around her buttocks one more time as the drilling continued. He was moving steadily toward an ultimate explosion, something that would release the pent-up energies from his body.
Her entire body passionately swayed as his buzz saw attack on her aroused vagina continued.
With captivating grace he pounded his blazing tool into her with all the effort he could summon.
The fleshy, meaty cudgel was now manipulating itself with dagger-like precision as it pounded into her innermost depths with consistent regularity. They both moved rapidly toward orgasm, their breathing reduced to no more than gasps.
"Don't stop now, keep it up, keep fucking me," she encouraged.
But he wasn't about to cease his efforts at that point. He had come much too close to the big moment of climax. He sallied forward several more times, his entire body rocking with a sense of great adventure.
As he felt himself draw perilously closer to the big moment he reached forward and let his tongue find its way inside her mouth. Their tongues converged, as did their bodies, which rocked from the blazing efforts they provided for each other.
He let out one final gasp and exploded, showering her with his spirited and voluminous flow of juice. At the point wherein she felt his juices being unleashed, her body shook several times, she let out a gasp, and a flow of vaginal juice was released.
"That was absolutely delicious," he whispered to her when it was all over.
"Yes, it was," she nodded.
When he raised his body from the rug and straightened the creases out of his trousers by tugging at them several times, the totality of all that had occurred surfaced in David Roberts' brain for the first time. He had become so emotionally carried away that he completely forgot his place.
He knew better than to have an extra-marital affair, particularly with his own secretary, but something had impelled him to take the chance, to have sex with her no matter what the ultimate consequences of his actions might be.
And he knew what that impelling something was. It was something called desire, which, he knew, would surmount any and all barriers which would appear in its way. It was when he began sympathizing with Patty for her break-up with Rick that he first fell prey, and once he went to her apartment there was no holding him back from having sex with her once the occasion arose.
As he prepared to leave he resolved determinedly in his mind never again to succumb to her considerable charms, no matter how much he might enjoy the act of sex with Patty, as he most assuredly did. She got up from the rug, where she had watched him with a timid little smile, and kissed him sweetly on the lips.
"Thank you for everything," she whispered.
"Goodnight," he said.
He stepped toward the door quickly, fearful of lingering in that, the longer he lingered, the greater the likelihood there would be of him going back for more.
As he opened the door and closed it behind him after reaching the hallway outside her apartment, he noticed the distinct throbbing of his still aroused cock, which was so eager for more contact with that lovely, passionate form.
As he got into his car and drove off into the darkness of late evening he knew the kind of dilemma he had created for himself by getting involved with Patty. Previously there had been a certain degree of professional distance separating them as boss and secretary, but now the gap had been suddenly and dramatically closed.
From that day forward, like it or not, David Roberts realized that Patty's thoughts toward him and attitude concerning him would never be the same again. Now he was more than just a boss. He was a lover as a result of that one devastating act performed on the rug in Patty's living room.
The change in station was conspicuous to both of them when the next office day dawned. Patty was diffident about even smiling around him, fearing he might interpret such a smile as something much more.
For one hour after he left the evening before, Patty had sat and thought in her living room about what had transpired between them. She had met David's wife Velma several times and had liked her. She knew all about David's family, and did not want to ever be in the situation of a home wrecker.
But she realized how much she was physically drawn toward David on the basis of that one decisive act, which made it all the more difficult to consider never making love to him again.
As for David, he had barely been able to sleep that night, tossing and turning most of the evening fitfully after examining the consequences of what had happened. He saw himself being drawn into a dangerous affair that could cost him his marriage and his secure position in the business community.
For several days things remained strained between them to the point where they both acted uncomfortable. Both were fearful about being drawn out once again into a love affair that would become all the more difficult to end once things came into sharp focus. Then one afternoon David Roberts was forced to keep her after hours for some dictation. As they drew to the end of their efforts he found himself unmistakably drawn to her. He wanted once more to hold that lovely body in his hands.
She immediately picked up on what he was feeling, giving him an expression of wide-eyed concern as she stared at him.
"Let's not kid ourselves," David finally said. "We want sex again, don't we?"
"Yes," she nodded slowly.
"I guess we'd just better get it out of our systems. There's a motel around the corner. Why don't we check in there."
"Whatever you say," Patty agreed. A few minutes later they were in the compact but neat room they had checked into for love-making. The soft double bed looked inviting to both of them, and an anxious David Roberts immediately drew back the spread.
His eyes drank in Patty's voluptuous beauty. He drew the drapes, creating just the atmosphere of privacy that they both sought. Then he moved toward her briskly, throwing his arms around her.
"You're just too beautiful to resist," he admitted passionately.
They exchanged several electric lip kisses. Their lips remained frozen for what seemed like eternity, after which David suddenly released his lips from hers.
"I've got to take off your clothes," he said softly. "Why don't you do the same for me."
"I would love to."
With keen anxiety they removed each other's clothes, after which they stood totally nude in each other's presence. David immediately planted his fingers against her voluptuous breasts, letting his fingers run smoothly and rhythmically against the soft white surface of her stunning ivory breasts.
"Let's take a shower together," he suggested. "Let's get our bodies so clean and sparkling that we want to do everything to each other. I want to make love to this beautiful form."
They got into the shower together and ran the warm water. They stepped directly underneath the spray and let the warm water gush down on them, making dramatic contact with their bodies.
David picked up a piece of soap and, with great enthusiasm, ran it all over Patty's breasts and nipples. He thoroughly enjoyed the slippery contact of soap rubbing against flesh.
Not to be outdone, Patty also picked up a bar of soap, running it over David's chest, enjoying the sight of foamy soap bubbles forming on his chest.
David then switched the soap bar down to her moist slit, soaping it with brisk, thorough strokes, then watching as the warm water rinsed it off thoroughly.
Then he stabbed the warm bar of soap up her anus, watching with mounting sexual passion as she wiggled her hips in dramatic response to his actions. Patty decided to follow his example, letting her soap bar shoot high up into his anus.
They rinsed their clean bodies off thoroughly, then took turns toweling each other off. Then they quickly entered the bedroom together, eager to get into action.
David was feeling the same way that he had on his honeymoon. He recalled how passionate Velma had been, and how they had often taken showers before getting into the actual sex act. Now things had slowed down sexually between them, but David was feeling those same pangs of excitement he had experienced as a very young man on his honeymoon.
His fingers moved forward with lightning speed as he circulated them inside Patty's nest. She let out an exhilarated sigh as his sweeping movements made distinct headway.
"Do the same to my prick," he called with a certain measure of impatience in his voice.
He tingled to the touch of her fingers as they caressed the end of his long stick. That caused him to wield his own fingers more effectively over her mound.
They continued their brisk movements until they were on the verge of exploding. Their sweaty bodies were ablaze with trembling passions as they lay there providing each other with the maximum in thrills.
"Let's suck each other," he suddenly suggested.
They turned their trembling bodies around and faced each other. David darted his head forward, zeroing in with great rapidity on her mound.
As his tongue flicked passionately around her box she let her tongue glide energetically up and down his rod. The passions within her rose some more as her tongue moved up and down his warm sheath.
While her tongue worked up and down on his cock, her fingers found their way down to his balls, which she tickled with passionate flowing finger movements.
They matched each other stab for stab, running their tongues over each other with a spirit of unmitigated zeal, determined to collect plentiful loads of juice for their efforts.
Patty became so hot so fast that she immediately shot. Then David went to work once more, encouraged by what he had received, determined to suck her until she was literally dry.
His fingers continued circulating over her buttocks while his tongue torpedoed her dewy cunt petals. And she continued running her tongue up and down his dong.
His legs began shaking noticeably as he observed himself drawing ever closer to an explosion. His breathing became heavier, a fact that instantly was picked up on by Patty, who proceeded to suck him all the faster.
They sucked each other with passionate grace, matching each other on a stroke for stroke basis as they drove each other closer to the brink of climax. This time they were certain that they would explode at the identical same moment.
That was precisely what happened as the juice began flowing from the tip of David's burning phallus at the identical point in which a stream of juice was emitted from Patty's nest.
The burning excitement lodged between his legs remained intact as he desired to shoot one more time. His fingers felt around her moist mound as his cock remained hard and ready for action.
He pushed his hand under her searing smooth buttocks, holding them in place as he prepared to thrust his cock forward. He let out a lengthy sigh, then shoved his penis deep inside her clasping cunt. His cock and balls, bloated with passion, were never more ready.
With intense excitement he continued shoving his phallus in and out of her smooth hairy vagina. The impact was devastating as she flipped her hips back and forth rhythmically to meet his driving, stabbing movements. Every now and then he would let out a grunt, and occasionally she would sigh.
He worked with the devastating impact of a sex machine, drilling her with a series of swift stabbing movements. Her belly rolled and she let out seething little gasps of erotic stimulation as the resolute cock pounding continued.
Her stomach rolled with his stabbing lunges. Spasms of delight circulated electrically through his power-packed body, which was providing her with all the dynamic thrills she could withstand.
"Oh, can you fuck," she sighed, letting her hips flip rhythmically in tune with his decisive movements. "Give me everything you've got, keep it driving, give me your prick."
He twisted and turned as he drove the meat spiritedly into her, emitting a quick series of ooohhhs and ahhhhss from her lips. With breathtaking regularity the pounding continued as she contracted her dewy cuntal muscles, enjoying every driving movement.
"I want your fuck," she said excitedly, her hips shaking like those of an erotic dancer as the thrusting continued. "Keep it up, screw me, give it all you've got."
With the fingers of his right hand he squeezed her buttocks cheeks affectionately, and with those of his left he squeezed her nipples, causing her body to ignite with passion.
He continued ramming his hard cock into her. A tiny smile of satisfaction surfaced on his lips. He was happy over the pleasures he was sending into her body.
Then he reached the point where he felt an intense itch in his cock that circulated as well through his balls. He pumped his flaming meat into her with even greater excitement, impatiently awaiting his final orgasmic eruption.
"Drill me, drill me, drill me," she begged.
"Oh, I will," he gasped eagerly.
"Keep fucking, honey, shoot your cum into my cunt."
"Hang on, sweetheart."
"I'm with you," she asserted, flaring her hips back and forth to meet his intense thrusts.
He made a hissing sound, gritted his teeth, and flipped his sweaty nude body forward once more, determined to make his last few dynamic penis stabs his best ever, determined to send his gorgeous lover to the heights of exhilarating passion.
"Ohhhhhhh, you're gettinnnnggggg it," he finally sighed, "I'm cuuummmiinnngggg."
"Yes, yes," she sighed, shaking her head happily as she received his profuse load. And at that same point her own orgasm surfaced. "Aaaaaagggghhhhhhhhhh."
They lay next to each other for several minutes, catching their breath, returning slowly to normal after stimulating activity. He opened his eyes finally and stared at the clock on the wall.
"I hate to say this, but I've got to be going," he patted her affectionately on her buttocks.
"This soon?" she groaned. Patty was just beginning to settle into the routine of things. She enjoyed David's stimulating sexual company.
"Afraid so," he said with obvious regret. "I've got the wife and the kids waiting at home."
A feeling of sickness suddenly bolted through Patty's stomach. She had become so aroused by what was happening to her, so stimulated by the sex action she was experiencing, that the thought of Velma and her children had temporarily passed from her mind. But the glaring reminder immediately caused her to feel guilty over what she had done.
She thought about the possibility that she could be a party to breaking up a home, and the beautiful feeling that she had had at the conclusion of the sex act suddenly gave way to one of remorse for once more having sex with Vel-ma's husband behind her back.
She envisioned poor Velma poised and waiting at home for the return of her husband, totally unaware of what was transpiring between him and his secretary.
David instinctively knew that he had done the wrong thing by mentioning his wife to Patty. He looked at her immediately after the sentence had escaped from his mouth and observed the worried look in her eyes. He knew right down to the pit of his stomach that neither one of them could react to a situation like the one with which they were involved with equanimity.
But they remained so drawn toward each other that it was difficult for them to change horses at midstream. They discovered this fact all the more readily in the next few days. They found themselves visiting various hotels and motels in the Los Angeles area after work. And, occasionally, whenever time permitted, when they got out of work early enough, they went to Patty's apartment.
They made love in every conceivable way. One moment Patty would have David's rigid penis in her mouth. The next time he would have his tongue up her flaming vagina. And, on many occasions, he would drill his penis into her with great enthusiasm until he orgasmed.
There was one side of her that remained vibrantly alive, the most happily alive she had ever been, but through it all there remained the equivocations and doubts concerning the fact she was cheating on Velma. She always feared being caught, of having everything about her romance with David dragged into the open like dirty linen.
One afternoon David excused her early, explaining that he would see her in her apartment in about an hour. She drove directly to her home, mixed a pitcher of martinis, which would serve as added stimulation, unmade the bed, and turned on the romantic Jackie Gleason records she liked to play during lovemaking on the stereo.
Then all that was left to do was to get ready for his arrival, so she slowly and systematically stripped down to her panties and bra. To be on the safe side, however, she threw her lavendar robe over her body. She had a drink as she waited, feeling the nervous itch between her legs that always preceded sex with him. She crossed and re-crossed her legs many times, waiting with keen anticipation for him to arrive.
He finally arrived, edging inside the door and planted a lengthy French kiss inside her mouth.
"Isn't that the way to get things started?" he smiled.
"Yes, how about a drink?"
"Fine, as long as it's a quick one." Then his fingers dropped down suggestively toward his swollen cock, which he fingered against the outline of his trousers.
He wolfed down the martini, then was ready for bedroom action. They went into the bedroom and, with his usual sure-handedness, stripped her robe off, then her bra and panties, after which he took his own clothes off.
Then they went into the uninhibited act of lovemaking as his cock went to work driving diligently in and out of her smooth, wet nest. His hips flipped with a determined sense of accomplishment as his penis darted back and forth with speedy precision, pushing himself ever closer to the big moment they both awaited.
Several times a gasping Patty realized just how close she was to shooting her load, but she deliberately held back, preferring to save herself for the big moment wherein he would be discharging his own juices from his inflated tool.
She watched as his balls continued rapidly swelling, full of potential orgasmic excitement, ready to pop shortly and release their voluminous juices inside her hot nest.
The orgasm came in the very manner that she had hoped it would. They bolted simultaneously, discharging plentiful streams of juice into each other as they let out sighs of exhilaration.
Patty wanted him more at that moment than she ever had before. The more frequently she shared her body with him the greater the degree of attachment that formed within her. Now she desired to have him inside her mouth, to lick on the end of his huge rod, which had gone down so very little after he exploded.
"Let me have this," she whispered in her sexiest tone, grabbing ahold of his sturdy phallus and running her fingers up and down the smooth surface of its base.
"Oh, suck me, honey," he begged, "I want you to suck me."
"Hang on, baby, 'cause that's just what I'm gonna do."
Her fingers pried their way smoothly down to his swollen scrotum, and her tongue went to work with eagerness as she flung it up and down over his aroused cock.
Her heart fluttered with rising passion as she stepped up the pace of her sucking, grinding her tongue up and down systematically with superb movements as she pushed her lover close to orgasm.
"Oh, tickle those balls some more," he gasped, "run those fingers around them, toy with them, give me some good action, baby, I love it, I love your tongue."
Her fingers circulated smoothly over his balls as her tongue worked its way with eagerness up and down his rigid, bulging cudgel, which was swollen to the bursting point.
Even though she had wanted to prolong the act so she could enjoy her suck to the fullest, her fervent desire to experience his load overcame any feelings in the direction of stringing things out. She tugged at his balls several times more and stepped up her pace as she ran her tongue eagerly up and down his cock.
"Oooohhhh, I'm ggggoooiiinnnggg, aagghhh," he gasped, setting off a deluge of thick white juice pouring into her open mouth.
They broke up their tryst right after his cock exploded into Patty's anxious mouth. He kissed her fondly at the front door, smiled, then left. She felt saddened by his leaving, silently bemoaning the fact that they had only a few stolen moments to share in life.
She wanted to spend all the time with him that she desired, which, as she was only too well aware, was an impossibility, considering David's marital situation.
Once he left she slipped into her robe and walked toward the wet bar, pouring herself a drink. She took a quick sip and sighed. How she wanted to have David and his thrusting cock all to herself! She bemoaned the fact that she was caught in a bad situation.
No sooner did she finish her first sip of the drink than the doorbell rang. She set her drink down on top of the bar, tied her robe so that no part of her body was showing, then walked toward the door.
She opened the door and her heart stopped as she stared directly into the drawn face of Velma Roberts, David's wife, looking more pale and subdued than she could ever recall seeing her. Dark circles rested under both eyes.
"May I come in?" Velma said in a hoarse whisper.
"Yes, by all means," Patty's whisper was even more quiet than that of Velma as she held the door open and watched with concern as Velma strode inside.
"Nice place you have here," Velma's eyes took in the living room approvingly.
As for Patty, she was numb. She wondered how much Velma knew, and whether she was confronting her as a part of a fishing expedition or if she had definitive proof as to her relationship with her husband.
"Thank you. Won't you sit down?"
"Don't mind if I do," Velma nodded, sitting down in the chair.
"Could I fix you a drink?"
"I could use one," she said somewhat ruefully, which gave Patty an indication of what was to come.
Patty handed Velma her drink and sat down in a chair opposite from hers. She took a long sip from the glass, then put it down on a coaster on the small table next to the chair.
"How long have you been seeing my husband?" Velma's eyes narrowed as she confronted Patty directly.
"What do you mean?"
"You don't have to play innocent, my dear, because I've seen enough already," Velma shot right back. "When two people have been living together as long as David and I have, it's very difficult for one to deceive the other, particularly when it comes to extra-marital affairs. When I observed that David was acting strange, and when I noticed that he was starting to put in more work hours than usual, I got very suspicious. Several times, when he didn't come home after work, I called your number, wondering if he would perhaps be foolish enough to carry on an affair with his secretary. Well, it seemed like nobody was ever at home here. Either that or I would get a busy signal. I finally concluded that maybe you were taking the phone off the hook so you wouldn't be disturbed. Well, tonight when David didn't come I decided to drive over to your place and investigate, seeing if my hunch was correct. I got your address from the switchboard at David's office, then investigated on my own. I couldn't have been more accurate, could I, dear?"
"I guess not," Patty slumped back in the chair, visibly shaken.
"Are you two planning to marry? Is David getting ready to ask me for a divorce?"
"We've never talked about marriage," Patty shook her head.
"Maybe it's time for you to start considering it. I'm not going to be exposed to an unpleasant double life on the part of my husband. It wouldn't be good for me or the children to endure anything like that. I'm for bringing everything into the open."
Tears surfaced in Patty's eyes and her head dropped disconsolately into her hands.
"No, there's no need to talk about a divorce," Patty said in a hushed voice after a momentary pause. "You might believe this, seeing as how I got caught in the act of doing something like this, but I'm not a family wrecker. No, I've thought a lot about what I did and I can't really say I'm proud. I just happened to have fallen in love with your husband, but that doesn't mean that I intended to have him for good. I'll step out of the picture. I want it that way. You don't ever have to worry about me again."
"You won't have anything more to do with my husband? That is, except for being his secretary."
"That's right."
"That's very good of you," her face lit up for the first time since she had come into the room. "I never expected you to do something like this in the first place. I still can't understand it."
"Neither can I," Patty shrugged. "It's just that we saw each other in a different light one night and that was it. The professional relationship suddenly ended and a romance began." drink, then got up from the chair.
"Should the three of us get together and talk this over?" Velma asked, looking at Patty with concern.
"No, that won't be necessary," Patty told her emphatically. "I'll just voluntarily step down."
"Are you going to mention my visit?"
"No, that won't do any good. I'll just tell him something that, believe it or not, I was thinking about doing anyway. I'll tell him that I'm not a marriage-wrecker and I don't believe in going behind people's backs. No, I'll just tell him emphatically that this is it, that I'm definitely stepping down."
"Thank you, Patty. You don't know how good that makes me feel," a look of relief surfaced on Velma's face.
"Don't mention it. It was the least I could do after all the trouble that I caused."
She closed the door behind her and Patty was left contemplating the empty evening by herself. Tears began rolling down both sides of her fate as the tragedy of the moment sank in with crushing impact. For the moment she wished she was dead. First there was Rick, who fizzled after she had put him on the spot and forced him to declare sincere intentions toward her. Then there was David, her handsome, sexy boss, with whom she fell hopelessly in love. But that relationship was also destined to produce tragedy.
Patty went into the bedroom after shutting off the stereo. She wanted everything completely silent, preferring to brood alone and in perfect stillness. And there was still a difficult task remaining, perhaps the most difficult task she had ever been called upon to face.
She would have to tell the man she loved that their romance was all over, and that she did not ever want to involve herself with him in a romantic sense again.
With that troubling thought in mind, she tossed and turned for most of the rest of the night, obtaining very little sleep.
CHAPTER FOUR
Patty's heart pounded inexorably that next morning when she let the words she hated to utter fall reluctantly from her lips. She told David Roberts that, for the good of both of them, and, in particular, David's family, they must cease having sex together.
"Do you really mean that?" he asked softly, his face turning into a chalky white color.
"Yes I do."
"I can't help but think you're right in a logical sense and in a moral sense as well," David admitted. "But I still feel this crying urge between my legs for you. I don't know if it will ever completely go away."
"I'm sure it will."
"No, I don't think so."
Relations were unmistakably strained between them for the rest of the day, along with the following day as well. Patty felt herself weakening, wondering if she might not be tempted to forsake her promise to Velma and go back to having sex with David.
For that reason she quit on the third day following her revelation. David nodded sadly and expressed regrets over her decision to leave her job, but did not try to talk her out of her decision. He knew the reason for it, and she was aware of the fact that he knew it, even though it was something that was not discussed between them.
Patty worked for David Roberts for slightly better than one week after announcing her intention of quitting. Then she was on her own, searching for employment. She checked the want ads in the papers and did a lot of walking throughout the downtown area in attempting to secure new employment.
For the better part of two weeks she searched repeatedly, but was unable to find a job. She began looking anywhere and everywhere she could for job possibilities. During her search she even picked up a copy of an underground newspaper, knowing that it had want ads located within its pages.
As she curled up comfortably on her living room sofa and opened the underground newspaper to the ads, flipping the pages past some naked shots of girls and a few scandalous story items, she located an ad that attracted her curiosity unlike any other ad she had ever read had:
Wanted-A young, beautiful woman prepared to embark on a completely new way of life. Are you daring enough to respond to the challenge we present to you? If so, please contact Gordon in Box 52.
What attracted her interest more than anything else was the rhetorical question posed by Gordon, the man who put the ad in the paper. He wanted to know if the girl could respond to the challenge, which made her immediately wonder what kind of challenge he was referring to. In addition, she was also curiously attracted to the part calling for the applicant to embark on a new way of life. If there was one thing she genuinely desired at that point, it was to embark on a new way of life, since she had just finished experiencing her second consecutive setback in romance.
Perhaps this would constitute just the kind of change of pace she desired, Patty thought, deciding to answer the ad. She filled in biographical data about herself, then sent it off.
The next two days she continued eagerly seeking out employment opportunities. She put the intriguing thoughts of that underground press ad totally out of her mind, deciding that she would not be contacted.
But early in the evening of the second day following the time she sent her response in to the paper, she got a call. It was a man's voice, and the tone was very business-like.
"Is this Patty Douglas?" it began.
"Yes, that's right."
"My name is Gordon Nownes. You answered an ad of mine with reference to a new challenging job."
"Oh, yes, that's right," she perked up immediately, hoping that something might materialize on her behalf.
"Well, I would like to see you early tomorrow. Have you transportation?"
"Yes, I have a car."
"Good, good. Do you know where Saugus is located?"
"I believe so. Isn't that out beyond San Fernando and the edge of the San Fernando Valley?"
"Yes, out on the freeway heading toward Bakersfield. Right near the turnoff you take to go to Las Vegas."
"Oh sure, I know where that is."
Gordon then provided her with the address, along with specific directions on how to reach it. She took down the information faithfully, after which Gordon Nownes added:
"Could you make it there by nine sharp?"
"Certainly. I'll be there then."
"That's good. See you in the morning. Goodnight now."
"Goodnight," she laid the phone back down on its cradle.
A feeling of exhilaration bolted through Patty's entire body when she finished talking to Gordon. She hoped that perhaps this was the opportunity she had been searching for, one to get into something challenging and new, to leave her old bridges burning behind her.
She turned in extra early that night, knowing she would have to get up early the next morning to drive to Saugus, which was quite a distance removed from where she was living. She also realized that with a good night's sleep she would look more beautiful and rested the next day, which was a must in that the ad had mentioned something about the job applicant's physical appearance, having specified a "beautiful girl", which Patty definitely was.
The next morning she fixed herself a quick breakfast, then embarked on her journey toward Saugus. She was just as happy to get out of the smoggy city and head toward the mountainous reaches of the Saugus area, located away from the hustle-bustle existence that she knew.
She located the address Gordon had given her with little difficulty. It was a sprawling ranch located in the picturesque setting of a winding dirt road, being set beneath a range of sweeping mountains and stunning rock formations.
She parked in front of the rambling ranch style house. She observed the already warm and bright early morning sun beating down steadily on the shingled roof.
Patty got out of the car, walked up to the porch, and knocked twice on the front door. A handsome, dark-haired man in his early forties with a mustache and streaks of gray through his hair answered the door.
"Patty Douglas?" he smiled.
"That's right. Are you Mr. Nownes?"
"No I'm not," his smile broadened, "I'm Gordon. And if you want to get on the good side of a possible future employer you'll continue to call me Gordon and forget about the mister formalities."
"Whatever you say," she nodded.
He let her in the rustically furnished ranch house, fixing both of them a cup of coffee in the kitchen. They sat and chatted as Gordon Nownes pressed Patty further regarding her background
"I've worked in office job capacities," she related.
"How'd you like it?"
"I got tired of it to the point where I answered your ad, which I thought would entail something different."
"It does," a knowing grin crept on his face, "it most certainly does."
"That's good. Might I find out what it does entail."
"We'll get to that in due course," he replied. Patty immediately was sorry that she had pressed Gordon Nownes, since it was clearly apparent that he wanted to do things at his own pace. "You see, we have a regular routine we put our girls through here. It's important that we follow it one step at a time."
She asked no more questions, and answered to the best of her ability the few that were put to her by Gordon Nownes.
When they finished their cups of coffee Nownes raised his slim body from the table.
"I wish you'd please come with me," he said.
Patty got up and followed him out the back door and into the sprawling backyard area, which was fenced in. There were neat looking little bright red cabins in rows on both side of them, divided by a long path which extended to the edge of Gordon's property.
They walked down the path and entered the last cottage on the right. Patty's curiosity was so aroused at that point that she hardly knew what to think. All she knew was that she had never had a job interview experience like it before, nor had she ever answered an ad like the one which had appeared in the underground newspaper before.
When they entered the cabin Patty quickly observed a strikingly beautiful young blonde girl of her own approximate age, who sat with her stunning legs crossed in an easy chair as she read a book. When the blonde heard the door open and observed both Gordon and Patty entering the cottage she closed the book, set it down on a table next to her, and issued a friendly greeting:
"Good morning," she said, her blue eyes sparkling.
"Hello, Stefanie," Gordon said. "Stefanie, I want you to meet Patty."
"Hi, Patty. You must be the applicant for the job."
"Yes," Patty nodded.
"She certainly fills one important qualification," Stefanie looked at Gordon and asserted. "You couldn't have found anybody anymore beautiful."
'Thank you," Patty smiled shyly.
"Yes, she is very lovely, as I noticed," Gordon admitted.
"I'll bet you did," Stefanie chuckled.
They talked for a few brief minutes, with most of the conversation involving questions by Stefanie and answers by Patty. Patty couldn't help wondering how Stefanie had fit into the picture, or, indeed, what the picture actually represented. But she knew that Gordon did not take to questioning on that score, so she kept quiet.
"Well, I'll be leaving for the moment, and let you two girls be alone," Gordon winked at Stefanie.
"I really appreciate that," Stefanie quickly replied.
Patty became immediately concerned as Gordon left, closing the door behind him. That left Patty and Stefanie alone in the cabin. Patty recalled what a fuss Stefanie had made over her when she entered the cabin, and wondered if she was somehow expected to engage in a lesbian lovemaking session with her. Perhaps that was what the ad meant when it said that the applicant would have to embark on a new and exciting way of life.
As Stefanie looked at her and flashed another big smile Patty became apprehensive. Her stomach started tugging nervously. Then Patty got up from her chair.
"Just keep sitting there and relaxing, baby. I've got to take my clothes off."
She drew the shutter shut, cutting off practically all light into the cabin, and giving the girls complete privacy. Stefanie quickly removed her blouse and bra as Patty sat stiffly in her chair watching every movement.
"Since Gordon wouldn't tell me what's going on here, I wish that you would," Patty said in a tone combining frustration and pique.
"You poor little girl," Stefanie threw her head back and laughed after taking off her bra, showing her ripe, firm ivory breasts, which Patty could not help but be impressed by. "I'll bet you think I'm gonna try and put the make on you."
"We are the only two people in here, so it's only natural that I'd think that," Patty replied in a nervous tone.
"Yes, of course you'd think that. Well, it's not that I wouldn't like to, mind you. Yes, I swing and I'm proud of it. But that's not my purpose now, honey, as delightful an objective as that would be. No, I'm gonna give you a little business demonstration for Gordon, that's all, so just sit back there and relax."
Patty felt that Stefanie was leading her on, and was not telling her the truth. But she felt that it was too late to just walk out at that point after coming that far. Not only that, but her curiosity was bothering her then more than ever before. No matter what the possible consequences might be she would stick things out.
She watched as Stefanie wiggled out of her skirt, letting it drop slowly down her legs. Patty marveled at the beauty of Stefanie's smooth thighs and ankles. Patty recognized, even though she didn't like to admit it to herself, that she was being appreciably excited by her beautiful friend. It was an uncomfortable feeling since she wasn't accustomed to being excited by women.
When Stefanie slid her panties down her legs and stepped nimbly out of them, appearing completely in the nude, Patty felt a tremendous sense of admiration sweeping through her, one of one woman recognizing the resplendent beauty of another.
Her blonde form couldn't have looked more sparkling than it did-at that point, what with the tapered legs, firm jutting breasts, the creamy, sensuous buttocks cheeks. Even Stefanie's golden-thatched love nest looked tantalizing to Patty, even though her heart was pounding with a sense of sexual titillation, Patty did her best to squelch such feelings, and even attempted to deny to herself that they were related to Stefanie's stunning presence.
Patty watched with wide-eyed enthusiasm as Stefanie lowered her magnificent naked body into the bed in the back of the cozy room. She spread her legs and lay on her back, wiggling her hips several times back and forth.
Then as Patty continued to watch, Stefanie let her fingers move slowly downward until they focused between her legs. She let her fingertips ever so slowly ease into her golden-haired mound. They touched her vagina with slow, smooth movements, while her hips and body began to flip diligently and sway.
"Oh, this feels good," Stefanie gasped, "I feel so good, it feels so good to run my fingers over my pussy. Oh, does my snatch feel delicious, oh, do I feel great."
Patty became so stimulated watching her beautiful body glide effectively over the bedspread that her own vagina became itchy with a sense of flowing anticipation. But Patty would not succumb to the urge she felt. She did not want to admit to herself that she was capable of getting that aroused by another female.
Stefanie stepped up the pace of her finger movements, until finally the juice began to ease out of her nest. As she continued letting her fingers manipulate with brisk enthusiasm over her box, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Are you ready, Stefanie?" Patty heard Gordon's masculine voice.
"Yes, baby, come right in," she replied enthusiastically.
Patty's thinking quickly assumed a different turn. She deduced that she would be exposed to a lovemaking session involving handsome Gordon Nownes and Stefanie. She was still unable at that point to figure out what role she played in the festivities. Then a thought surfaced in her mind. Perhaps the ad in the underground paper represented no more than a cheap ploy for Gordon to obtain sex. Maybe she was to be a third party in an orgy consisting of Gordon, Stefanie, and herself. That might have been what Gordon had meant when he related in the ad that the girl would have to be both beautiful and willing to undergo a new life style.
The door opened and in walked Gordon. But Patty was astonished to discover that he was not alone. Darting past Gordon and into the cabin was a sturdy looking German shepherd with a thick, healthy coat and alert eyes. Patty's eyes were instantly taken in by his hard cock and by the manner in which he was breathing heavily.
"He's all ready for you," Gordon grinned, "and it looks like you're all ready for him."
"Am I ever," Stefanie gasped, masturbating her moist box anxiously, letting her fingers roam.
"I'll leave you two alone," Gordon exclaimed. Then he looked over at Patty and said: "Have fun watching, baby."
Gordon walked out of the cabin and shut the door behind him. Patty's eyes remained fastened on the dog, who let his long red tongue circulate around his mouth as he watched Stefanie on the bed.
"Rufus, come here, Rufus," Stefanie called impatiently to the handsome German shepherd.
The dog sprinted quickly toward her with mounting impatience. His nose began sniffing eagerly as he drew closer to her. Her body shook with anxiety as he moved next to the bed. His nose was picking up the scent of her mound.
"C'mon Rufus," she called out once more, this time with a greater air of impatience than before.
Rufus jumped up on top of the bed, his nose flicking back and forth as he picked up, more readily than before, the scent of Stefanie's vagina.
The aroused dog let his nose push down toward Stefanie's stimulated love nest. All the while Patty sat watching speechless, overcome by what was going on in front of her, wondering what the ultimate consequences of all that was happening in front of her would be.
Rufus poked his nose inside her vagina, and as his cold nose made contact with Stefanie a big grin emerged on her face.
"That's it, run that big nose of yours over my wet cunt, baby," she called out enthusiastically. "Show our beautiful friend Patty how much fun we have together. Give her a little education. Oh, that nose feels so good, keep on sniffing, honey, keep it up."
The German shepherd sniffed for a few minutes more. Then he became eager to put his tongue to work. Patty watched with keen interest as she watched the long red tongue drop from his mouth. It reached into Stefanie's juicy love pit, and as Patty watched his hot wet tongue running over the edges of Stefanie's box an itchy feeling of exhilaration suddenly made its way between Patty's legs. The feeling embarrassed her and she attempted to dismiss it with the thought that it didn't represent her true nature. Something indefinably strange had to be happening, since she couldn't truly be that aroused over the sight of a dog performing cunnilingus on a woman.
But that was precisely what was happening, as she actually realized down deep. She was receiving tremendous empathic thrills watching the German shepherd's anxious tongue running eagerly over Stefanie's furnace-like box.
"Lick me, Rufus, lick my cunt," she gasped. "I want your suck, keep it up, suck my box."
Rufus systematically stepped up his pace and her body began swaying more noticeably than before. Stefanie let out several impatient gasps as the sucking action continued.
His long red tongue continued darting in hot stabbing movements over Stefanie's nervous box until Patty finally observed the sight of flowing juice bolt out of her.
"Ohhhhhhh, you're quite a man," Stefanie gasped. "What a man, what a wonderful man, Rufus I love you."
Patty wondered what would happen next. She was fearful about what she would do if she were to be asked to join in the act. She would have to say no, she thought, but knew that there were unmistakable sex vibrations flowing through her whole body.
But Stefanie, as it turned out, was anything but through with Rufus. Patty watched as Stefanie let her fingers maneuver against the dog's hard swollen cock. The longer and faster she allowed her fingers to move up and down the dog's penis, the more aroused the dog became, throwing his head back proudly and letting his tongue roll inside his mouth, proud and happy over what was occurring.
Her fingers set a brisk, spirited pace as Stefanie manipulated them speedily and repeatedly over Rufus' big cock. Patty watched with astonishment as Stefanie finally let her head drop and her tongue zero in on Rufus' erect dong.
Up and down she let her tongue slide. At first Patty was repulsed by watching such a sight. She had heard of women making love to dogs, but had never been exposed to any personal examples of bestiality until that day.
Patty was shocked by the calmness with which Stefanie was engaging in sex with the German shepherd, and particularly the manner in which she calmly put her tongue to work running up and down the dog's erect rod.
Once the shock left Patty she developed an intense fascination at watching the lovemaking between Stefanie and Rufus. She noticed the thoroughness with which Stefanie manipulated her anxious tongue up and down Rufus' erect cock, and could not help but wonder what the sensation would be like. She wondered if Rufus' hard, furry rod would supply the same kind of enthusiasm and enjoyment that she had received running her tongue up and down the penis of a man.
Again that familiar itchiness surfaced between her legs. She was still bothered by these intense feelings, wondering if she could ever actually turn on to a dog in the act of sex.
Stefanie's tongue made sweeping movements up and down the dog's long organ. Patty could tell that she was drawing him close to orgasm. Her head bobbed up and down with eagerness as she functioned like a woman with a mission, determined to receive what she had come after.
Then finally the big explosion came, and it proved to be a profuse one. Patty watched with intense fascination, her own legs quivering with excitement, as the jutting sea of white liquid shot out of the end of that huge penis.
Stefanie stuck with Rufus' load eagerly, determined to suck in every drop of precious liquid. She took in every drop, digested it, then pat-ted Rufus affectionately on the behind.
"Thank you, Rufus baby," she said. "You really give a girl a delicious mouthful. And I'll bet Patty enjoyed watching every minute."
Patty said nothing, afraid that any comment on her part could lead to embarrassing repercussions.
Stefanie still wasn't through, as Patty quickly discovered, observing carefully as Stefanie plunged her lips against Rufus' furry face. Once more Rufus' tongue began wagging around his mouth with anticipation of more sex contact.
He let his anxious tongue glide eagerly around Stefanie's face, leaving a quick stream of saliva from his efforts. The tongue continued flicking and Stefanie's body began to sway from side to side with the blistering tongue contact providing the impetus.
Once Rufus cut loose satisfactorily with his tongue movements, Stefanie decided it was time for a change in activity.
"Stop, Rufus, stop," she called.
The buoyant German shepherd ceased his pace immediately. He watched Stefanie for additional cues, and one was immediately forthcoming. She spread her legs widely and began masturbating, hoping to arouse her canine friend.
He moved his hot body toward her and she reached out and grabbed ahold of his sturdy cock.
"I want you in me," she said emphatically, "I want you to fuck me up my cunt, baby, make love to me like only you can, give me everything that you've got in this juicy prick."
She guided his spear-like cock ever forward, nearing her passionate love nest. Cautiously she slipped the hot stick inside her mound, slowly but surely.
A big smile of triumph fastened itself across her face as the shaft fitted inside her mound. Patty watched with excitement as she observed the hard dong lock inside her nest.
"Oh, you're in me," Stefanie exclaimed. "Let's give our friend Patty a real eyeful, baby, let's really show her how we make love. Let this big prick spear me, fuck me, Rufus darling, fuck me, my loving canine, fuck, fuck fuck."
Rufus responded vigorously toward Stefanie's excited words. Back and forth Rufus' cock glided. Patty watched his sturdy body rock back and forth consistently.
His thick fleshy cudgel rammed in and out of her innermost depths, puncturing her vagina time and again with steaming movements, as the fucking continued. He drilled her with rapier thrusts, pouring all his excitement into her.
"You've got me feeling so good," she gasped. "Oh, keep that prick stirring inside me, I want it, I want you, oh, what a fuck."
Once more those intensely sexual feelings inside Stefanie surfaced. Rufus let his cock dart inside her as Stefanie's body rocked back and forth, responding as excitedly as she knew how.
As for Patty, she became aroused once more as well. And once again she tried to tell herself that it couldn't be through anxiety pertaining to a four-legged animal. No, it couldn't be that she was attracted to this handsome German shepherd who was giving Stefanie such a brisk workout.
The dramatic cock thrusts continued until the cum was released from Rufus' erect phallus. As that happened Stefanie let out a lengthy sigh of relief.
"Oh, you big wonderful boy," she chuckled. "Do you ever know how to make a girl happy."
Once more Rufus leaned forward and licked her face happily. After that Stefanie looked over at Patty and said:
"Did you get an education, my dear?"
"I guess you could say that."
"Would you care to join us?"
"No thanks," Patty said emphatically, even though there were still those tingling feelings remaining between her legs.
"Okay, honey," Stefanie laughed off her opposition, "but in time I'm sure you'll change your mind. Well, you can go now if you like. All Gordon wanted you to do was watch me fucking with Rufus for awhile. Gordon would like to see you now."
Patty got up and walked toward the door, saying no more. A mixture of sexual arousal coupled with fury enveloped her as she walked out of the cabin and down the path heading back into the house.
Her body and legs trembled from the predicament she was in, feeling strangely sensuous after watching a beautiful blonde have sex with a husky German shepherd canine.
This time Patty rapped on the back door of
Gordon's house. He answered her knock within seconds.
"Do come in," he smiled graciously, holding the door open for her, then leading her into the living room.
Once she took a seat and he comfortably settled himself in a sofa not far from the chair on which she sat, Gordon began the conversation.
"So how did you like the little exhibition you saw?" he asked with an innocent smile.
Up until that time the fury that Patty felt was buried beneath the surface. But the matter-of-fact manner in which Gordon asked the question caused the rage to manifest itself more openly. Patty had been confused by her responses to what had gone on between Stefanie and the German shepherd, and she remained confused by the role she was expected to play in the bizarre happenings. She had gone in good faith to apply for a job, and had been exposed in return to nothing other than mystery and strange sex happenings.
"Look, I don't know what you game is, even though it's only natural that I wonder, after all these kooky happenings," Patty blew her fuse, "but I've reached the end of my patience. First I come out here in hopes of getting a job. I don't know anything about what you're offering, but I come here in hopes of finding out. Then when I try and inquire to find out more about what's going on around here, I'm told that I'll find out when you're ready to tell me. Okay, so I don't get too upset about that. But then I'm taken to a cabin and exposed to a girl getting fucked every which way by a homey dog. This just doesn't make sense to me, none of it, and my patience is wearing very thin. Let me tell you something, Mr. Gordon Nownes, if you don't tell me what's going on around here I'm gonna leave right now. I've already wasted a whole morning of my time around here."
"Just plain Gordon will do," Gordon mildly corrected her with a chuckle. "You know, I like your spirit, Patty, even if I might not like the way you just read me the riot act."
"Right now I'm not particularly concerned what you think," she shot back angrily. "I just want to either get to the bottom of this whole mystery or I'm leaving. That's all there is to it."
"Okay, okay, give a guy a chance," he held out a cautioning hand and chuckled some more. "I was just getting to the point of telling you, and it'll soon become obvious why I waited. I always do the same thing when I'm considering girls for employment. Stefanie went through the same thing you did when I hired her. Patty, I run what is known as a canine training school. Does that term sound the least bit familiar to you?"
"No it doesn't," Patty quickly admitted. "You'll have to explain that to me."
"Well, that was why I wanted you to observe beautiful Stefanie at work with Rufus. She was the person who trained Rufus into the valuable dog he now is."
"You're still not making a good deal of sense to me."
"Haven't you ever heard of dogs trained for sex with women?"
"No. Maybe I'm stupid but I never have," she frankly admitted.
"You're not stupid, you just haven't been around as much as I have, that's all. Well, that's what this whole ranch is all about. The sex revolution is here in full swing, my dear, and people are trying more bold things than ever before. Many women, including some very rich and beautiful women, have found that it's sometimes more fun going to bed with a sensuous German shepherd like our friend Rufus than it is to have sex with their own husbands."
"Then you train these dogs to have sex with women?" the anger began surfacing inside Patty once more.
"That's right. I run the top canine training school in Southern California. My dogs bring high prices whether they're bought or merely used, in the manner of a male prostitute. I pay very well, give my girls a place to live. You saw Stefanie's quarters. Actually I think they're most impressive. So the big question, my dear, is whether you're interested in assuming a position with my organization like Stefanie and my other girls."
"No thanks," Patty jumped up from her chair angrily. "And if I'd had an any idea at all that that was what you had in mind, I wouldn't have come out here in the first place."
"Wouldn't you even like to hear the terms I'm prepared to meet?" Gordon asked anxiously.
"For your information I'm not interested in being a whore for a pack of hungry canines at any price," she stormed.
"You make the whole thing sound so sinister and unclean, when it needn't be," Gordon tld her. "You're actually nothing more than a training specialist for some healthy canine specimens. Once you throw off your hang-ups you'll be surprised at how much you'll enjoy sex with them. Don't knock something you're afraid to try. Some of the wealthiest women in the Los Angeles area just live for a little attention from their favorite pet."
"I'll let them continue to live for things like that," Patty told him loudly as she walked toward the door. "As for me, I'm just not interested. Thank you for what I'm sure would have been a generous offer, had I given you the chance to make it."
"Okay, but feel free to call me if you change your mind," Gordon called as she walked out the door.
"Don't hold your breath," she replied sarcastically.
CHAPTER FIVE
It took Patty several days to recover from the ordeal of what she had been exposed to with Gordon and the dog. Guilt feelings plagued her when she thought about the way she had become aroused by watching the dog perform in sex.
At that point she started becoming panicky over her failure to locate another job. She decided to lower her sights, at least for the time being, and take something, if necessary, outside the realm of office work, which was the only field in which she had sought employment to that date.
She secured a job as a cocktail waitress at a bar jn Los Angeles, a job she did not particularly care for, but one, she realized, which would at least pay her bills until something better came along.
Her first evening of work she showed up on the job determined to put her best foot forward. The bar was crowded in that it was ladies' night, and she was broken in by a more experienced cocktail waitress who helped her quickly over the growing pains of conquering a new job.
During the first hour, as she threaded her way through a maelstrom of men standing beside the bar, as she moved toward a table of men and women waiting to be served, a husky man with a red face grabbed her by the arm, then cupped his fingers against her buttocks.
"Say, that feels good," he laughed, and his friends standing next to him joined in that laughter.
"Please let me go," she gasped, embarrassed at what was happening to her.
"Surely you don't mind if I goose you a little," the guy teased. Then he reached out and pinched her buttocks, causing her to gasp in astonishment.
"Bull's-eye," one guy quipped, causing more laughter.
She had to struggle her way free of his grasp, and as she did the men laughed louder than ever.
"Come back for more, baby," one of the other guys shouted as she walked away.
That incident served as an omen of things to come for the rest of what constituted the longest night of Patty's life. Every time she walked past a crowd of men somebody would either make a lewd crack, or, even worse, she would be touched by someone.
Often as she stood by the service bar awaiting an order, a man would walk by and either shove his leg suggestively against hers or pat her on the buttocks.
By the time the evening ended she was suffering from emotional exhaustion. Patty was not accustomed to being abused by men, at least not in such a blatant fashion, and she was left visibly shaken by the treatment she had received.
After the customers left and the bar was being closed for the night, the man who had hired her, a fat man by the name of John, swaggered toward her in a surly gait. She could pick up the acute scent of alcohol on his breath.
"Can I see you alone a minute, baby," he placed his hand upon her shoulder and said.
She nodded, following him into his private office in the back of the bar. He motioned her toward a chair across from his desk, then sat down behind the desk in his swivel chair.
"Like a drink?" he beamed, showing his uneven yellow teeth. Patty had found him repulsive even sober, but doubly so now that he was drunk.
"No thank you."
He shrugged, then poured himself a glass of Scotch. As Patty sat there pensively across from him, wondering what he wanted to see her about, she hoped it wasn't for sexual reasons.
But the very thing she had feared quickly came to pass as John roughly undid his zipper, reached inside his trousers, and pulled out his hard cock.
"Look what I've got here," he grinned. "How about sucking this for me, baby, and getting my rocks off. You play ball with me and I'll see you make a lot of bread working for me."
"I'm not interested in making money as your whore," she exploded, rising quickly from the chair.
"My girls do whatever I tell them," Jack frowned, answering sarcastically. "If I tell my girls to hang on the chandelier, they'd damn well better do it. If I tell them to suck my cock then they'd damned well better do that."
"I've got news for you," Patty shouted, her face suffused with rage. "I'm not your girl, now or ever. You're just a dirty old man who makes me want to puke."
"You're through, you ungrateful little bitch. I took you off the streets and gave you a job because I felt sorry for you. And look at the kind of gratitude you show."
"You're a lying bastard," she stood her ground. "You wanted a drawing card for your business and a mistress on the side. Well, you're not getting one. I'm sick of you, your place, and all these creepy men who come in here and run their clammy hands over me. You can take your place and shove it for all I care."
"You can pick up your night's paycheck up front, and don't ever show your goddamned face in here again."
"You couldn't pay me to come into this upholstered sewer again," Patty said emphatically, slamming the door behind her and leaving John in the office nursing his booze alone.
That one evening gave Patty her fill in working at bars. She went home in a highly frustrated state, not knowing where to turn next. It was difficult for her to withstand all the body blows to which she had been subjected in recent weeks. First there had been the disappointing split with Rick, then the tragic affair with her boss David Roberts, which she voluntarily ended after the conversation with his wife Velma. Now, in her first job opportunity since that tragic split with David, things had ended disappointedly her very first evening.
When she climbed into bed, nursing a slight headache from the tension she had undergone during the long evening, her thoughts once more focused back on the dog exhibition she had witnessed involving Stefanie and Rufus. The longer she lay back and thought about it the more intense the feelings became which surfaced between her legs.
Patty still found it inconceivable that she could be aroused by thoughts of a canine shoving his tongue and cock into a woman's fiery slit. But something was certainly causing her own vagina to turn into a burning bush that needed immediate release.
She quickly pulled off her panties and put her fingers to work darting enthusiastically over her mound, which immediately moistened to her touch. The fingers continued working vigorously until her vagina finally exploded.
Then she went to sleep, forgetting for the time being about all she had been through that night, and forgetting what had caused her to become so sexually aroused just thinking about Stefanie being entered by a homey dog.
The next morning she awakened thinking of Rufus. She began contemplating the job that had been offered to her by Gordon Nownes in a different way than before. She had had so many terrible experiences recently with two-legged men that she wondered if sex with a four-legged male might not ultimately be a better route to traverse. Then, seconds after asking herself that question, she wondered if she was cracking up by thinking such things.
She continued thinking about Gordon Nownes' employment offer during breakfast, and as she took her shower. It had been her intention to go to downtown Los Angeles and do some job hunting, as was her normal custom, but the idea of calling Gordon became more intriguing to her the more she thought about it.
After she got out of the shower and had put on her clothes she finally decided to follow through with her predilection toward calling Gordon Nownes. As she picked up the phone and started dialing his number, which she had had the foresight to put into her telephone book, she hoped that he wouldn't be angry at her as a result of the way she had talked to him.
She wondered one more time if she was doing the right thing, but that steady thought remained with her, that of wanting to see a sexy dog again.
"Hello," she immediately recognized his voice.
"Is this Gordon."
"Yes it is."
"I saw you three days ago."
"Yes, yes, this is Patty," he said happily. "That's right," she confirmed. "So what caused you to call me on this bright morning?"
"I've been thinking some more about our conversation of the other day. Perhaps I was a bit hasty. Provided your job opening is still open I would like to come in and see you."
"I'd be happy to talk with you. Glad you've reconsidered. Drop over right away."
"Thank you. I will."
"Don't mention it. Goodbye now."
"See you."
She hung up the phone, happy to see that Gordon wasn't nursing any hard feelings over her attitude when she had gone to see him.
She jumped immediately into her car and drove to Saugus, arriving there in mid-morning. Gordon was standing in front of his house awaiting her arrival.
"You look a whole lot happier than you did the last time I saw you," Gordon grinned, letting her inside his house.
"I want to apologize for blowing up at you the way that I did. It was uncalled for. I just don't know what got into me."
"Think nothing of it. I know what got into you."
"What did?"
"Something called fear of the unknown. You see, certain types of sex conduct bear the stigma of society. People hear that these things are terrible, corrupt, degenerate and the like, and next thing you know they accept these attitudes without even being fully aware of what they represent which, in most cases, is nothing more than plain ignorance. You were just reacting out of shock because you were being exposed to something you weren't used to. I had a feeling that after you'd had time to cool off you'd come back and at least talk."
"That's what I'm here for," Patty nodded.
"Very good. Now I'm proposed to make you a flat offer, provided that you'd really like to settle into work here. I'm willing to offer you a job starting at two hundred dollars a week."
"That sounds great."
"But first I'd like to find out if you really want to do this. I've had a lot of girls who at first rebelled at the idea of making love to animals for pay. Some of them gradually fell into line and learned to love their work. The girl you met, Stefanie, is a good example. Others found that even after giving it a try it just wasn't for them. Which is well and good. Not everybody's cut out for this line of work just like everybody's not cut out for other types of work. But it's best that we find out as soon as possible just where things stand, if you know what I mean."
"Yes I do."
"Good, then our next order of business is to take you through a test run. The last time you were cast strictly in a spectator's role. This time I want you to go all the way with Rufus. Are you with me?"
Her heart began to pound tensely at the thought of having sex with Rufus the German shepherd. At first she thought of taking the coward's way out and declining. But she knew after greater reflection that running away from problems is the worst possible answer. Failing to directly confront a problem with David Roberts was what had made it so difficult to finally break up with him. Not only that, but in addition to the fear she felt, she found herself getting sexually aroused at the prospect of sex with the sturdy German shepherd. That familiar old itch had surfaced between her legs.
"I'm with you," she finally replied.
"Are you sure? You hesitated for quite awhile."
'Tes, I'm sure," she said.
"Fine, then come with me."
They walked into Stefanie's cabin, only this time nobody was there.
"This just happens to be Stefanie's day off," Gordon explained as he closed the door behind them. "It's a good thing, because we've got the whole place to ourselves. Get into bed, honey, and take off your clothes. I'll give you a few minutes to get comfortable, then I'll bring your handsome friend Rufus in. You're really in for a wonderful surprise. I have a hunch that when you get through with him you'll be as high on him as a lover as Stefanie is, and it was Stefanie who trained him and taught him his big bag of tricks."
With that pronouncement Gordon walked out of the cabin. Now Patty was completely alone, contemplating what lay in the future. She quickly got out of her clothes. Once more her heart began beating rapidly from the tension of the moment.
Once more she had doubts about whether she should go through with the whole thing, but she knew down deep that, after coming as far as she had, she would play things out until the end.
She quickly removed all her clothes, then her panties and her bra, after which she sprawled out comfortably in the middle of the bed, awaiting Gordon's return with Rufus.
No more than five minutes after she finished undressing Patty heard the door open. In came Gordon, with Rufus accompanying him.
"Here's your friend," Gordon winked.
The dog immediately focused his eyes on the bed, looking with great interest at Patty as she lay comfortably, awaiting further developments with mixed emotions. As she looked at
Rufus her vagina began feeling warm, accumulating a tense pre-sex act anxiety. But there was still the nervousness tugging at the pit of her stomach. She knew that it would only be supplanted by actual action.
"I'll tell you how to get him good and hot," Gordon called out to Patty as he sat down in the same chair she had previously occupied when she had watched Rufus have sex with Stefanie. Patty then got the firm indication that her prospective employer had an intention of watching her test run. "Just take those pretty fingers of yours and run them over that cute pussy. Keep on running them until you shoot. Then he'll pick up the scent of your cunt. Once he picks it up you've got nothing more to worry about."
Dutifully she ran her fingers over her hot nest. She was intensely desirous of making the best possible impression she could on both Gordon and Rufus.
It didn't take her long to get worked up enough to shoot some juice. After she did Gordon came up with another quick suggestion.
"Okay, now just start twisting those legs and keep running those fingers over your pussy," he exclaimed. "He'll get the message, and after that you'll have the blast you've been expecting."
Once more she followed Gordon's suggestion to the letter. Her eyes were glued on Rufus, who looked anxious to go right to work on her. As her hips swayed back and forth his tongue immediately dropped out of his mouth, circulating all around it.
"Call him now, honey," Gordon said.
"Rufus, here, Rufus," she called.
Rufus threw his head back and barked several times. Then he darted quickly toward the bed, taking a flying leap and landing on top of it. Immediately his nose went to work picking up the-scent. Patty quickly recalled that the same thing had happened when she had observed Rufus making love with Stefanie.
Patty's body trembled slightly as Rufus dropped his head and let his nose press against her flaming box. At first it felt cold the first few times it stabbed against her, but soon she became accustomed to his movements.
After those first few climactic stabs Patty's entire body loosened up. She suddenly began to experience the same free and flowing grace that had been an inherent part of her when she had had sex with men she had liked in the past.
Following the nose stabs Rufus switched his line of pursuit to sucking her vagina. He was attracted strongly to her moistness, and put that long red tongue to work with feverish efforts, letting his tongue dart with wild enthusiasm over her mound.
"Now he's in the groove," Gordon clapped his hands with satisfaction from his chair.
Not only was Rufus in the groove, he quickly observed, but so was Patty, who was responding in just the favorable manner that he had hoped she would. The tempo continued to accelerate as Patty was driven ever closer to another orgasm.
"Oh, keep on sucking me," she found herself spontaneously gasping.
"Suck my cunt, baby, suck me, suck my juice, Rufus, suck, suck, I love you, suck me."
Several tongue strokes later the big explosion came, at which point Patty released a loud sigh of exhilaration.
""Okay, baby, now let him fuck you in the cunt," Gordon encouraged at that point.
By that time Patty had complete confidence in what she was doing. She wasn't the least bit afraid of the unknown any more. She had loved Rufus' tongue movements, which were thorough and passionate. She liked both the length of his red tongue and the manner in which he had put it to use.
She recalled how Stefanie had gone about having Rufus penetrate her. Patty reached out and grabbed his bulging penis, which was both hard and firm in her grasp. She loved the feel of it and her heart fluttered with enthusiasm as she pondered the enormous possibilities of the act which was to follow.
The longer she ran her fingers up and down his long penis the better the homey German shepherd liked it. And the more anxious she became to have that same huge phallus shoving inside her.
"He's all ready now," Gordon coached. "Just stick it inside you, baby, and you're in business."
She shoved the hot penis inside her wet mound. As she pushed it inside Rufus reared back and delivered some strong impetus on his own behalf. At first it hurt, causing Patty to let out a sigh.
"Stick with him," Gordon said excitedly, "don't let up, baby. You're gonna learn to love it. You're really cut out for this."
Once his cock was tucked securely inside her nest she felt it lock within her. A sharp pain shot through her body initially, but soon the pain gave way to pleasure.
He rammed his steaming dagger-like cock into her again and again, rocking his body back and forth with systematic intensity. As he delivered his pulsating stabs inside her, Patty let her body rock back and forth eagerly, gladly meeting his movements.
"Drive it in me," she gasped, "I want you, I want you, fuck me, drive your cock inside me, fuck, fuck."
As Patty, continued receiving Rufus' stirring cock stabs, Gordon watched the action with keen interest, happy that Patty was faring so well her first time out with a dog.
"Keep on fucking her, Rufus," he called active encouragement to the homey canine.
Patty moved her body from side to side, letting out an occasional gasp as Rufus' stirring movements continued. He drilled her repeatedly, continuing to draw an intense bead on her torrid nest.
He finally drilled her for the last time, letting his fluids emerge from the end of his hard rod and into her waiting box.
"Ohhhhhh, you're in me," she rejoiced happily as her hips flounced back and forth.
"Bravo, great job," Gordon jumped up from his chair and beamed radiantly. Then he called to Rufus. "C'mon, big boy, you come with me now."
He led Rufus toward the door. As he opened the door he stood in the doorway and related to Patty:
"Stay here, baby. I'll be back in a minute and we'll talk longer."
She waited in bed for him to return, wondering if he would be seeking sexual release on his own behalf. She would not be the least bit surprised to confront such an eventuality, since she had sensed that he was strongly drawn toward her physically from the very beginning, and now he had been exposed to watching her in sex with an animal, observing her in the nude.
He returned after disposing of Rufus. As he closed the door behind him he took a good look at her nude form.
"That dog's nuts about your bod, and I don't blame him one bit," he exclaimed. Then he sat back down in the chair. "As for what I thought of your performance, you were great, just as I figured you would be. Just because you gave me a little bit of a hard time in the beginning, that didn't mean that I thought any less of you as a prospect. I figured you were the type of sensuous woman who would appreciate the kind of action that a hot canine was capable of giving you, and I'm happy to see that things worked out in that way."
"Then you want to hire me."
"You're damned right I do. Starting right away."
"Very good," she smiled. "I really think I'm gonna enjoy this kind of work."
"I know you are. And by the way, what could be better than celebrating right now." With that announcement he quickly jumped to his feet, unzipping his trousers and letting his hard phallus fall free. "I'd really appreciate it if you'd suck on this hot meat for me. I really got turned on watching you."
"Is this incumbent upon getting my job?" she asked.
"Not in any way," he shook his head emphatically. "I keep business and pleasure as two distinct entities. No, I'll hire you even if you won't have any sex with me, even though most of the girls who work for me do, except for several who are straight lesbians and dig it only with women and dogs."
"I wasn't getting uptight," Patty exclaimed as diplomatically as she knew how. "It's just that I don't like strings attached to things. I quit a job just before coming over here because my boss felt he ought to be able to take liberties anytime he felt like it."
"I've got too much pride for that," Gordon explained. "I have enough confidence in my own abilities to attract the opposite sex to feel that I can get my share of sex thrills without having to resort to intimidation of girls who work for me."
"Fine, then I'll be glad to blow you. To tell you the truth, I like you much better than that other guy I mentioned anyway."
"I'm very happy to hear that."
He stroked his penis several times as he walked toward the bed. Then he lowered his body inside it, taking off his shoes so he would not be dragging them on the bed.
She raised her head and let her tongue slip casually over his aroused scrotum as Patty used her fingers to pump up and down his rigid cock, which was prepared to shoot at any point.
"Get to the sucking," he hastened her along. "I've gotta have that tongue against my dick. Suck me, baby, 'cause I'm gonna shoot damned fast."
She acted quickly upon his suggestion, letting her tongue move with sweeping passion over his aroused penis. As she stepped up the pace, licking with full intensity, Gordon ran his fingers affectionately through her hair.
"Keep up the good work, you beautiful dick licker," he gasped. "Suck my prick."
He moved his fingers after a while down to her voluptuous breasts, which he squeezed and massaged as she continued bobbing her head up and down as she sucked his prick.
The closer she recognized she was coming to causing his hard rod to explode the faster she moved, until he was finally trembling with excitement as he got set to pop his juices.
"Oooooohhhhh, I'm just about there," Gordon gasped. "That's it, oooohhhhh, suck, suck."
The juices bolted out of him and into Patty's waiting mouth. She happily swallowed every drop.
"Now we know each other a little better than before," Gordon winked, patting her happily on top of the head.
"I'll say we do."
"Now you're part of our team here. Welcome aboard."
"Thank you."
"You'll find this line of work challenging."
"I know. I already have. And I'm looking forward to more of it."
"It sure beats the traditional ways of making a living," Gordon exclaimed as he zipped his trousers back up.
Then they went back into the house and talked some more about the role Patty would play in Gordon's organization. The more she talked to him the greater the sweeping feeling of enthusiasm which manifested itself throughout her body became.
Not only was she looking forward to more action with sexy canines like Rufus, but she was also happy at the prospect of getting to know Gordon better.
CHAPTER SIX
Several days later, after her successful introduction to the world of canine sex participation, Patty Douglas moved into Gordon's ranch. She was given her own cozy little cabin dwelling, just like Stefanie and the other girls had.
As for Stefanie, who had liked Patty from the beginning, she was given the chore of breaking Patty into her new work of training canines for sex with women.
Patty's first full day on the job was consumed for the most part in discussion with Gordon and Stefanie. She was taken on a comprehensive tour of the ranch, and was shown the neatly-kept kennels where the dogs were kept.
Patty liked the spirit of comradeship which pervaded the atmosphere of the ranch. The girls all ate in the main dining room of the ranch, and all were friendly to Patty, making her from the outset feel like a welcome member of the family.
Her second day at the ranch she arrived at the breakfast table with the rest of the girls. Stefanie was holding a place for her, so she sat down next to the friendly blonde.
"I'm gonna break you in with a new dog right after breakfast, my dear," Stefanie told her as she dabbed some grape jelly carefully on a slice of toast. "As a matter-of-fact, he's a relative of somebody you know very well."
"Oh, is that right?" Patty looked at her with surprise.
"Yes, it's Rufus' younger brother."
"If he's anything like Rufus he'll make quite a handful."
"That he will," Stefanie nodded. "I saw him yesterday and he reminds me very much of the way Rufus was when I started him out. He's just perpetually running around in circles, always ready for action. Yes, he's quite a dog."
"Have you picked out a name for him yet?" Patty asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Yes, we call him Mark Antony. How's that grab you?"
"He sounds like real royalty," Patty laughed.
"That's why we decided to pin that name on him. He looks and acts like royalty."
They finished breakfast and headed immediately for Patty's cabin. There they talked shop for a few minutes, with Stefanie filling Patty in on some special points of interest concerning bringing out the best in a dog.
Then Stefanie took Patty to the kennel, where they found a panting, happy Mark Antony wagging his tail at the attention he received from two beautiful women standing outside his kennel. He got up on his hind legs and pressed his paws against the wire fence in front of him, barking enthusiastically all the while.
"See, didn't I tell you he was full of enthusiasm," Stefanie related to Patty.
"He certainly does."
Stefanie opened up his kennel and let him out. He immediately pressed his paws against the front of Stefanie's body.
"You know, he looks just like Rufus," Patty said, taking a look over in the opposite corner of the room, where Rufus was at that moment lying on the ground fast asleep.
"Very much so, and he'll fuck like Rufus when you get through breaking him in. And you'll feel every bit as proud of your accomplishment as I was of mine with Rufus."
Then Stefanie did something that surprised Patty. She walked over to a kennel several stalls removed from where Mark Antony had been let out. Stefanie let one more dog out. This one was a striking German shepherd female.
"What's this all about?" Patty inquired.
"You wait and see. There's a purpose in all this."
It was apparent how virile Mark Antony was by the manner in which he rushed over to the beautiful female dog and immediately began sniffing. He poked his nose up against her face, then began licking her in a generous display of emotion.
"That young lady's name is Queenie," Stefanie smiled. "She's royalty too, which I guess is one good reason why they made such good company."
They walked back into Patty's cabin. Patty remained befuddled at why Stefanie had brought a female dog inside with Mark Antony.
"I thought I was supposed to break him in," Patty said, "not some female dog."
"You've got to condition these dogs a certain way, dear. It's much easier for a girl in the beginning to obtain a little help from another dog, to get the dog you want to break in into the routine. You have to nurse them along in the beginning. They can identify with another dog sexually in a way they can't begin to identify with girls like us, at least in the beginning. We have to use a little psychology on them. That's what Gordon told me when I was starting out. Now the best thing we can do is take off our clothes and watch them. And while they're in the act we can be rubbing our fingers on our pussies, which will keep us in the swing of things and show those dogs that we can get turned on by what they do."
Without any further adieu Patty and Stefanie wiggled out of their blouses and slacks, stripping themselves totally nude. Patty watched
Stefanie step nimbly out of her panties, admiring the loveliness of her legs and breasts. She couldn't help but hold admiration for such a lovely female specimen.
While the girls were undressing, and immediately thereafter, the dogs were getting quickly acquainted. Patty watched with mounting excitement as Mark Antony and Queenie exchanged fervent licks, covering their faces with passionate excitement.
As things heated up, Mark Antony let his nose begin systematically exploring around Queenie's love nest. He used his well developed sense of smell to sniff around Queenie's box, as Queenie lifted her head proudly, enjoying the attention derived from the aroused male.
After Mark Antony derived his share of thrills sniffing around her box, he decided to explore the intimate inner reaches of Queenie's anus with his curious nose.
Patty turned and looked at Stefanie while the dogs were going through their paces. Stefanie had gotten carried away under the passions of the moment, and was letting her fingers wiggle actively inside her box as her firm, curvaceous buttocks cheeks moved back and forth with vigorous enthusiasm.
Watching Stefanie get so aroused by the sight of the dogs cavorting on the floor beneath them got Patty into the same sensuous mood. She began manipulating her fingers inside her furry box, letting her buttocks wiggle enthusiastically as she watched the dogs continue to carry on.
It was only a matter of time, the girls realized, before Mark Antony would be putting his tongue to work on Queenie's private parts. His nose continued picking up the scent of her anus, while his tail wagged excitedly and his penis remained hard.
The big moment came when Mark Antony opened his mouth and let his piercing red tongue slide out. Patty immediately began thinking of Rufus and the fun he had supplied her with his erotic tongue, so she began moving her fingers more briskly than before over her already sizzling vagina.
Patty and Stefanie watched as Mark Antony's tongue went to work with dispatch moving briskly inside Queenie's anus. Queenie's behind fluttered with brisk excitement from the repeated erotic stabs from Mark Antony's hot tongue.
"Go get her, baby," Stefanie called out encouragement. "Give her a good suck. Get her nice and horny, then give her the fucking of her life."
Patty was getting more and more aroused by the combination of the torrid sex occurring between the two dogs and the active encouragement they were getting from Stefanie.
Mark Antony's tongue continued shifting swiftly over Queenie's anus until her entire body shook from the tremulous sexual excitement of the occasion.
Then, as Queenie panted with sexual exhilaration, Mark Antony quickly switched his efforts from her anus back to her vagina. He sniffed several times, letting the momentum within the two of them build, then put his tongue to work with ardent enthusiasm on her nest. The longer he sucked the faster his tongue darted over her mound. And the faster the tongue moved the more concentrated the panting that Queenie was undergoing became.
"That's what I call a bitch in heat," Stefanie turned toward Patty and winked as she observed Queenie panting and trembling while Mark Antony's spirited tongue continued darting over her box.
The girls watched, continuing to move their fingers over their mounds, as the dogs went to it full speed ahead. Mark Antony finally received the thrill he desired, a mouthful of juice from the trembling box of Queenie.
"Now if I know Mark Antony he's gonna give her the fuck of her life now that he's eaten her," Stefanie confided to Patty.
"I wouldn't be surprised."
"Just wait and see."
All Queenie had to do was bend over once and spread her legs a little, and Mark Antony took over at that point. Patty was astonished at the dramatic speed with which Mark Antony rammed his hard rod inside her trembling aroused vagina.
"Ah, now he's in there," Stefanie said exhilarated. Both girls became so aroused that they intensified the pace of their masturbating efforts as they watched Mark Antony stabbing his female canine lover.
As Patty watched that rigid dong pump back and forth inside the tightness of Queenie's love nest, she thought about how Rufus had pumped his cock inside her with the same degree of forceful precision that Mark Antony was now bringing to bear inside Queenie.
"He's just tearing her pussy up," Stefanie said, nodding appreciatively as she watched with interest, continuing to let her fingers travel enthusiastically over her box.
Patty exploded at that point, feeling the warm moistness of her pussy juice coming into contact with her aroused fingers. And while she felt the juice she continued watching the erotic sight before her eyes as Mark Antony continued stabbing his cock inside Queenie forcefully.
Mark Antony aroused both Patty and Stefanie by the way that he skillfully manipulated his hips, flinging them back and forth with carefree he pumped his hot meat repeatedly into her nest.
"He's getting ready to shoot now," Stefanie said excitedly, "I just know it."
The pace of the cock stabs intensified, and finally, just as Stefanie had predicted, the hot juice shot out of the end of Mark Antony's stick and into Queenie's vagina.
At that point Mark Antony, who had shoved his penis into Queenie as hard and as far as he could, suddenly began experiencing difficulties attempting to wrest his pecker free from her vagina.
He rocked his body backward several times, then looked over in the direction of Patty and Stefanie for help, disturbed over his inability to extricate himself from his dilemma.
"I'll give you a hand, boy," Stefanie walked over toward him quickly. She pulled on his strong body resolutely several times, then his cock was finally freed from her box.
Patty watched closely as Stefanie then called Queenie.
"I'm going to take her back to the kennel," she explained. She put on her clothes quickly, then walked the female dog toward the door. But just as she was getting ready to lead Queenie out, she motioned toward Patty. "Come here, dear. It's important."
Mark Antony was intelligently watching every move we made as Patty walked toward the door.
"The thing that will really get Mark Antony homey is for you to spread a little of Queenie's pussy juice on your snatch," Stefanie quickly exclaimed. Then Stefanie quickly reached down toward Queenie's nest and dipped her index finger into its well of moistness. Then she, in turn, spread it around inside Patty's nest. "This will really fix you up, baby. He'll pick up that scent in no time, a bright and alert young man like that. So just go over in that bed and sprawl out, play with your pussy a little, and call him over. That will get things started on the right foot. I'll be back in a minute. I want to get Queenie out of here so things won't be complicated. You see, he's used to doing it with Queenie and to keep her around will be very much a distraction to him."
She left at that point, leading Queenie back to the kennel after she had done a job with maximum efficiency. Now Patty realized that the spotlight was on her to achieve, to turn Mark Antony on in a big way after he had been aroused by Queenie.
Realizing that her friend Stefanie was much better versed in the art of training canines for lovemaking with women, she followed her advice to the letter. She started out by sprawling out in the middle of the bed, as Mark Antony watched her alertly from the floor, having hardly moved from the spot where he had exploded his lightning cock inside Queenie's nest.
Mark Antony moved closer to her, and Patty could observe the curiosity flow within his body appreciably magnify the closer he came, recognizing as well that he was picking up the scent of his lover Queenie's pussy juice in her nest.
His nose twitched with curious excitement as he moved ever closer to Patty. And as he moved toward her and Patty's heart began beating with rising interest she twisted her body seductively, looking very much like a professional stripper, attempting to entice her canine friend in every way she knew how, and running her fingers quickly over her vagina.
"Sue me, baby, suck me," she implored.
She snapped her fingers eagerly, informing him that she wanted him to join her on the bed.
Mark Antony responded to her request, jumping quickly up on the bed and joining her. His active nose picked up the scent of that wet vagina. He poked his nose against it, then let his tongue experiment on it, flipping from side to side.
"That's it," Patti beamed happily, "now you're really going to work, honey, now we're really getting acquainted."
Just as the aroused German shepherd was beginning to utilize that long hot tongue speedily over her mound, Patty's friend Stefanie suddenly returned.
"Say, you two are getting along just famously," she nodded. She sat down in a chair and watched the developing action. "You two get me anymore interested watching and I'll be pulling off my clothes again and jerking on my twat."
The German shepherd drilled her moist vaginal walls with blinding impact, letting his hot tongue roll and slide diligently, driving every ounce of his vigorous enthusiasm into his strokes.
He ground his tongue into her box with diligent ease while her body rocked back and forth on the bed. The springs began jangling from the hot body movements.
"Tear her up, Mark baby," Stefanie called out encouragement. "Keep flipping that ass around, Patty honey, and you'll keep him just as horny as you'd like to have him."
Mark Antony kept up his superb pace until Patty was driven into a state of itchy frenzy. Her vaginal walls were begging for passionate release as the torrid crescendo continued to build.
The sucking persisted as Patty's hips flounced back and forth and she gasped loudly.
"Finish me off, Mark baby," she shrieked, "I want you. Suck my twat, suck out my juices. Oooooohhhhhhh."
Then the juice spurted out of her and into the mouth of handsome Mark Antony, Patty's canine lover.
"I'll bet if you spread your legs and show him your lovely ass, he'll ram his hot prick up it," Stefanie suggested. "Go ahead, baby, don't be the least bit bashful. He'll fuck the absolute hell out of you that way, I'll just bet he will. He'll give you the same treatment that he gave Queenie."
Stefanie's suggestion intrigued Patty. Just the thought of having Mark Antony's steaming pecker shoved up her cunt was enough to cause her to feel an itchy exhilaration.
Patty turned her nude body around, perching herself up on her knees, showing her sensuous
German shepherd her alluring buttocks. No sooner did she spread her legs, giving Mark Antony an inviting target, than the hot canine reared back and sent his penis surging toward her with blazing electricity.
She closed her eyes and grunted a little as he entered her and locked inside her red vagina. Then he tore into her with a blaze of fury, driving himself for all he was worth, rocking back and forth and depositing his penis into her, spearing her with savage intensity.
"I told you he'd give you a good fuck," Stefanie nodded and smiled.
"Oooooohhhhhh, what a fucker," Patty exclaimed.
The German shepherd drove himself inward, forcing his hard spear into her as deeply as it would go, pumping his meat feverishly as he drove close to climax.
"Oh, fuck me," Patty exclaimed.
He plunged his spear into her several more times as her body rocked on the bed. Then she finally felt the hot juice bolting profusely inside her mound.
"Ooooohhhhh, he's creaming me," Patty said.
"He sure is, baby," Stefanie laughed. "He knows a good thing when he sees it. That body of yours is enough to turn on any man, woman, or beast."
Once more aggressive Mark Antony needed some help extricating his phallus from Patty's box. Stefanie was there on the scene to get the job done.
"That's very good for a first lesson," Stefanie told Patty. "Why don't you get dressed, dear, and we'll take our lover boy back to the kennel. Let me tell you, you're a real comer, handling yourself as well as you did your first time out."
"Thank you."
Patty put on her clothes and accompanied Stefanie back to the kennel area. When the girls walked past Rufus, who was now up and strutting around, he barked and wagged his tail.
"He's always looking for a good fuck, that one," Stefanie looked at Patty and winked.
"You taught him well."
"I only helped," she pointed out quickly. "He had all the attributes. All I had to do was coach them out of him."
Patty watched as Stefanie opened up Mark Antony's kennel stall, shutting it once he was back inside.
"How about going to my place," Stefanie suggested to Patty as they left the kennel area. "I think we could both stand a drink as a celebration for the success of your maiden effort."
"Fine with me," Patty concurred.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Stefanie mixed some potent Manhattans, which she swiftly consumed with Patty.
The longer they drank, the more frequent and pronounced the looks of passion that flashed on Stefanie's face when she peered at Patty suddenly became.
At first Patty had been somewhat diffident about those looks, but before she knew it she was smiling back happily at her charming hostess, who suddenly kicked off her shoes and crossed her beautiful legs sexily, giving Patty something to focus on.
Since Patty had never been previously involved in lesbian sex, her first instincts were to resent any such involvement with Stefanie. But the more she thought about lesbian sex in detail, the more she came to realize that she had gone a lot further afield than lesbianism when she consented to assume the line of work she was now in-that of training male dogs for sex with women.
Stefanie was beautiful. She noticed that the first time that she had met her, and suddenly those thoughts of how stimulated she had become just watching Stefanie strip and show off her nude body suddenly returned to her.
She wondered if perhaps she had been really turned on by Stefanie, even though she had tried to convince herself at that time that that was not the case.
They had finished three Manhattans when Stefanie decided it was time to make her first bold move. She got up from the chair on which she was sitting and eased her body down on the sofa where Patty sat, making certain she slid her body right next to Patty's.
"I think you look absolutely beautiful," she looked at Patty affectionately and flashed a broad smile, showing her even white teeth to the pensive girl sitting next to her.
"Thank you," was all Patty replied.
"You're so gorgeous I could just eat you up. Every solitary crevice of you, my dear."
Patty then realized how squarely her friend was laying her cards on the table. Her heart began beating rapidly and she wondered just how she should respond to Stefanie. Once more, for several fleeting seconds, fear of the unknown enveloped her. After all, she wasn't accustomed to having sex with girls. But then she recalled that, up until the time that she had had sex with Rufus, she had felt the same way about dogs, and for the very same reason.
She took a deep breath, looked fondly into Stefanie's eyes, and decided to trust her emotions. Perhaps they had been telling her a lot more than she had been willing to admit the day that the heat had intensified between her legs when Stefanie was lying naked in front of her.
"You want it, I just know you do," Stefanie whispered as she looked affectionately at Patty, "I can tell by the way you're looking at me. Don't fight it, my dear, because we can enjoy each other. We both have beautiful bodies and there's nothing wrong with sharing them, not a thing. Oh, you look so lovely."
Stefanie thrust her right hand forward and let her fingers work their way underneath Patty's blouse and bra. Patty let out a gasp of sexual excitement as Stefanie's fingers smoothly worked their way around inside her breasts.
With intimate movements she let her fingers scrape against the edge of both of Patty's voluptuous, creamy breasts.
"Oh, I just love to touch those," she sighed. "You are such a sexy woman. I just love you, baby, I really do."
Once she succeeded in arousing her less experienced partner, Stefanie switched her action down to Patty's legs. She let the fingers of her right hand crawl up and down her smooth but firm right leg, as her body began twisting and turning from the sudden excitement it was being subjected to.
"Oh, you're making me feel so good," Patty said. "Keep it up, my dear, you're really making me a believer."
"Converts are my specialty," Stefanie acknowledged with a smile. "I'd much rather turn a girl on like you, one who'd never had any experience having sex with girls. That's my specialty, and you're so beautiful that I could hardly wait to seduce you."
Stefanie then ceased conversation and returned to concrete action, letting her busy fingers slide from Patty's legs up to her panties, reaching underneath Patty's panties. She let her fingers move with smooth nimbleness over Patty's mound.
"My oh my, my dear, it's already wet," Stefanie smiled with satisfaction as she got the kind of response she wanted. "It's so wet and wild, just made for me."
"It feels so good when you touch me."
"Let's get into the shower together, baby," she ran her hand suggestively over Patty's leg. "I wanna play with this gorgeous bod. I want this naked beauty all to myself."
The girls stripped independently, then broke for the shower. For the next few minutes they occupied themselves running bars of soap against each other's skin and letting warm water splatter against their shimmering nude forms.
Several times Stefanie became so carried away that she cupped her fingers tightly around Patty's buttocks, threw her arms around Patty's waist, and let her lips plunge resolutely against Patty's.
After several such kisses Patty became enthusiastic over the prospect of kissing Stefanie. She thereupon ran her lips fervently against those of Stefanie, enjoying the brisk contact.
Stefanie proceeded to prove her point by running her fingers over Patty's breasts, then letting her tongue slip passionately inside Patty's mouth. The tongues met with dramatic impact and they held their position, letting tongue lock against tongue as the warm water continued to pelt their bodies.
At long last Stefanie finally broke their kiss. By that time she was ready to suggest something else:
"Let's get out of here and go to bed. I want to eat you right up to your navel, my beautiful baby. I can't ever remember being quite this horny for another woman before."
It gave Patty a tremendous thrill to hear Stefanie utter those words. It demonstrated how much this beautiful blonde, who was so sophisticated in the ways of sex, thought about her.
They took turns drying each other off, then Stefanie threw her arm around Patty's shoulder with great affection and they marched off into the other room.
Stefanie threw her arms vigorously around Patty's body and they exchanged another rapid series of kisses. Then Stefanie, while she massaged Patty's breasts with great interest, eased her body downward with her own, using a little hand pressure, until they were both sprawled out comfortably in the middle of the bed.
"Now you're exactly where I want you," Stefanie said triumphantly.
Stefanie let her fingers drop between Patty's legs. She let them move vigorously as she concentrated on getting Patty every bit as hot for sex as she was.
While her fingers continued moving briskly over Patty's moist mound, Stefanie began nibbling softly on Patty's breasts and nipples, working her tongue and teeth with superb grace
Stefanie was determined to give Patty a thorough tongue job. After she sucked and nibbled on Patty's breasts, while Patty in turn let her body wiggle with great enthusiasm, Stefanie dropped her head down between Patty's legs.
Patty initially thought that her beautiful sex partner would be concentrating immediately on her dewy vaginal walls, but instead Stefanie let her tongue pierce the inside of Patty's anus. The tickling sensation was so great that Patty's entire body suddenly came unglued as it bounced up and down, then back and forth, while Stefanie continued piercing her anus.
"Suck out my ass," Patty shrieked uninhibitedly, "I want you to suck me, suck it, oh, Ilove the way you're sucking my ass, I love you, my darling, I love you."
The declaration of love, which was the strongest verbal message conveyed from Patty to Stefanie thus far, imbued Stefanie with more intense desire for Patty than ever. She ran her fingers tightly over those sensuous buttocks cheeks of the woman she loved while her tongue worked as speedily as it knew how.
"Oh, you're driving me wild," Patty gasped, "I love you, keep sucking my ass, I've never had anything quite like it before, suck, I want it, suck, suck."
While in the act of providing stimulating sensation for Patty's asshole, Stefanie decided to double her efforts, providing Patty with even more excitement than before as she moved her fingers up from Patty's curvaceous buttocks cheeks and up to her furry mound, which she ran her fingers around eagerly while her tongue continued piercing the inner crevices of Patty's butt.
Stefanie was splendid in the area of sex timing. She was just waiting for what she thought to be the proper cue prior to switching from her ass licking to vagina sucking.
At the point wherein Patty was reduced to a series of exhilarating sighs she took advantage of the situation and ran her tongue against Patty's aroused slit. Her dewy cuntal petals were alive with excitement as the torpedo thrusts of Stefanie's tongue continued rapidly.
All it took were a few strokes before Patty reached the imminent verge of orgasmic release.
Stefanie remained alertly poised as she took after Patty's juices like a woman with a mission. As Patty continued to ooohhh and aaahhhh the juice continued streaming out of her as Stefanie succeeded in catching all of it.
"Now was that all that bad?" Stefanie grinned when it was all over, patting her affectionately on the buttocks.
"Not at all. I wouldn't have missed it for the world."
"I knew I'd make you happy. Now I think you can return the favor and we can suck each other at the same time."
"I'm all for that."
"I hoped you'd be."
Once more Stefanie plunged her lips against those of Patty. She withdrew them and let her fingers circulate vigorously over Patty's still intense nest.
"Okay, baby, now you can do the same for me," Stefanie requested. "Take those fingers and run them over my twat, just like I'm running mine over yours. We'll have a blast, baby."
Patty liked the way that Stefanie made everything sound so exciting. Never had the idea of fingering a woman's vagina seemed so inspiring to her before. She put her fingers to work running smoothly over Stefanie's nest, while Stefanie in turn provided her with the same degree of intimate attention.
Shortly after they got rolling providing finger action to each other, their buttocks twisted and: swayed, moving with every brisk finger movement.
Things continued on a brisk note until Stefanie suddenly ceased all activity.
"Okay, now let's go down on each other," she suggested.
By this time Patty was ready for anything. Their tongues sank down between each other's legs and they licked passionately, matching each other's brisk movements.
Patty let Stefanie be the leader. She let Stefanie set the pace while she followed. They matched each other, moving rapidly for a few strokes, slowing down systematically, then going back to a brisk pace.
The actions couldn't last for long with the pace that the girls set once they got warmed up. The licked passionately, driving each other close to climax.
They shot together, after which Stefanie decided that, even though she would just as soon engage in more sex, that it was time for them to call a halt. After all, Patty had had dynamic sex not only with her but with Mark Antony as well.
Patty dressed with an air of buoyancy and left, going back to her cabin with a new lease on life. Only a few short days earlier she would have looked upon herself with the highest disgust for even contemplating what she had been doing since arriving at Gordon's canine training school, much less actually participating in relations with a dog and a woman in the same day.
But now she had finally learned how to secure satisfying sex release without all the crushing ramifications which resulted with involvements with men. This way there were no traumas, only overriding pleasure from stimulating actions.
She looked forward to the challenging weeks ahead, when she would be assigned the task of breaking in numerous dogs for sex with women. So far she had enjoyed her work more than she could have even believed. Once she had let herself go and had been able to throw off the yoke of conventional morality she had become a new woman. She learned that having sex with dogs could be as much fun, if not more so, than having sex with men. And she learned that having sex with women, far from being something to scorn, also proved to be fascinating along with sexually stimulating.
Patty was subjected to no more sex activity for the remainder of the day. She spent most of her time relaxing, and that evening she went to a movie with Stefanie and three other girls from the ranch at a theater in town.
When they got back and prepared to turn in, Stefanie remarked to her:
"I'll be seeing you first thing after breakfast tomorrow so you can break in Mark Antony some more."
Patty found she was looking forward with great anticipation to seeing the handsome German shepherd in the morning. In fact, she tossed and turned fitfully in bed for almost an hour as she thought about the delightful prospect of more lovemaking with handsome Mark Antony, who was willing and able to supply her with thrills.
"I'll bring him into your cabin," Stefanie suggested with a wink after they finished breakfast the next day. "You just take off your clothes and let that beautiful naked body rest in bed."
Patty waited expectantly for the German shepherd's appearance as she stretched out in bed nude. She got so horny just thinking about him that it was necessary for her to run her fingers over her twitching vagina several times.
While she was engaging in brisk masturbation, letting her hips flounce back and forth with systematic ease, Stefanie and Mark Antony entered the room.
"Say, you really are ready," Stefanie smiled as she noticed her fingers working briskly. "That's the way to do it, get yourself into the rhythm."
Patty motioned toward the dog, twisting her finger suggestively and calling him forward while her body moved back and forth briskly as she continued masturbating.
"Here, Mark, come here, baby, come on up here with me," she called.
The German shepherd barked several times in rapid succession, then ambled quickly toward the bed, jumping on it and getting ready for some action.
At that point Patty decided that she would test Mark Antony by wiggling her buttocks as suggestively as she knew how. By so doing she hoped to entice him to lick her anus.
He quickly accepted the bait, just as she had hoped he would, running his tongue sweepingly around her anus, causing her entire body to heat up with passion. His tongue darted up into her as she gasped with erotic delight.
"Oh, can you suck, baby, lick me, lick my asshole, suck it good, baby, suck me," she gasped.
He licked her effectively for the next few minutes. Then she became eager to have his action transferred to her vagina, which was begging for release.
The only way she could get Mark Antony off of her anus was to wrap her fingers affectionately around his head and call him off as she was twisting him away from the scene of action.
"Hold it, baby, hold it," she said. "Now I want you to go down on my pussy. That's what I want you to lick. I wanna give my big lover boy some of my delicious juice."
She made her position abundantly clear by running her fingers once more with great eagerness over her box. She circulated them quickly as he fastened his eyes attentively on what was going on.
"Go down there, honey, suck me," she coaxed. "Put that tongue around my box and lick it, honey, lick it."
His nose picked up the scent of her mound. He niftily sniffed around it as the sex momentum accelerated inside his body. He poked his nose around her vaginal walls for the next few seconds, investigating as he prepared for his next course of action. Then he launched into a spirited round of sucking, letting his tongue flash eagerly over her moist organ.
"Suck her, honey, suck her good," Stefanie encouraged as she eagerly watched the action in a chair. "I know you can do it, Mark, I know you can lick all the juice out of her twat. Well, do it, baby, she wants it, she really wants it."
The responsive German shepherd reacted strongly to Patty's sighs and body twisting combined with the spirited shouts of Stefanie. That long red tongue, which was capable of bringing Patty to the edge of passion, was driving her into a lather of sensual excitation as the sucking persisted.
She flared back and forth, receiving eagerly the tongue movements of the German shepherd, moving ever closer to orgasm. The longer he kept it up the faster that her hips and buttocks would twist in dramatic response.
"Oh, I'm getting there, Mark," she warned, gasping with an increasing sense of desperation. "Suck, suck, oh, oh, I'm getting ready to shoot, oh, my twat's driving me out of my gourd, oh, it itches, it itches, suck me, oh, oh, oh, I'm ccccu-uuuummmmmiiiinnnngggggg."
Stefanie watched the action with a smile of satisfaction, pleased at the rapport existing between Patty and Mark Antony, and happy that so much had been accomplished so fast.
The juice jetted out of Patty's box while Mark Antony eagerly gobbled it up with skill and grace.
"You know what you ought to be doing next?" Stefanie queried Patty after she had shot her load. Patty was then patting Mark Antony affectionately on top of the head.
"What's that?"
"Now's about the time for you to start blowing him."
"You think so?" Patty looked at her with concern. Stefanie could clearly observe Patty's diffidence.
"Just because you haven't done it before doesn't make it in the least unpleasant. Look at all the things you've been doing that you hadn't done before, and look at how successfully you've been doing them. One more little act isn't gonna make any big difference, except in the overall training of the animals. And besides, you'll learn to love blowing them. Hell, I've gotten to the point now where it's one of my favorite acts."
As usual, Stefanie was talking sense, Patty thought. She probably would enjoy oral sex with her German shepherd lover once she got the hang of what it was all about.
"Just take those fingers and play with his prick, baby," Stefanie suggested to her. "Get him excited with your fingers, then put your tongue to work on him. That's the way you're going to really get him excited. If you'll recall, that's the way I did it with my lover Rufus the time you were treated to the exhibition. Go ahead, take that first big step and you'll be surprised how much you're gonna love making it with him that way."
Patty reached out and ran her fingers with experimental ease over Mark Antony's hard and firm red phallus. They skirted cautiously over the surface of his penis several times, then began to quickly gather momentum with brisk finger stabs.
"Now you're working, honey, now you're doing it," Stefanie called out ready encouragement. "Just keep on going, just keep on letting those fingers go to work that way."
The more spiritedly her movements picked up the more eager she became to go down on Mark Antony's burning phallus.
"Stick it in your mouth, baby, suck on him," Stefanie coaxed. "Put that hairy dick in your mouth and suck on it."
Patty decided it was time to get down to business. She let her tongue slide up and down his penis several times in a slow manner as she let the tempo build.
Her tongue manipulated feverishly over the hot phallus as she did her best to bring to her German shepherd friend all the excitement she could generate.
She let her fingers roam over his testicles as her tongue picked up speed with every succeeding thrust. Patty was happy that she had taken Stefanie's advice once more and decided to go all the way with Mark Antony. She began to thirst for his phallic nectar, and drove herself thoroughly to that end.
"Keep on sucking him, go after his juices," Stefanie called. "Suck it all out of him."
Patty kept up her brisk movements until the juice began to spill out of the end of his penis. And as it did she happily gobbled it down, overjoyed at what had happened.
"Well, baby, now you've passed the last hurdle," Stefanie announced proudly after the sucking was completed.
"I'm glad to know that."
"I've been giving Gordon all kinds of favorable reports on you, and not just because I'm hot for you. I happen to think a lot of your abilities in this field. It's what I call a specialized science, and you show great promise in it."
"I appreciate that."
"I'll tell you what. How's about me taking
Mark Antony back to his kennel. You just lie back there and relax. Then I'll come back and give you some thrills. I want to eat your snatch. That's all I ask. You won't have to do a thing. So how about cleaning your juicy cockpit for me, then letting me suck you."
"It all sounds very delicious," Patty grinned.
"You bet it'll be."
Patty remained stretched out comfortably in bed as Stefanie and the German shepherd departed for the time being. She thought about how wonderful it was to be living in a world of stimulating sex, wherein she could get all she wanted anytime that she wanted it.
She waited with impatience for Stefanie to return. Then she suddenly recalled that Stefanie had asked her to clean off her mound, to wash it for her, which she had forgotten while she lost herself in her reverie.
Patty trotted quickly into the bathroom and washed her vagina thoroughly, then returned to the bed. As she lay there poised and waiting Stefanie made her return appearance.
She was so eager for action that she decided to abandon any preliminaries. Stefanie kissed her lips several times, explaining:
"I'm getting warmed up, baby. Just hang on, honey, because I'm gonna really get you excited."
Stefanie's next course of action was to let her tongue roll around passionately inside Patty's mouth. Their tongues twisted with rhythmic ease for several minutes as the intensity within both of their bodies suddenly magnified.
Stefanie squeezed Patty's breasts as the activity accentuated. Then she finally withdrew her tongue from Patty's mouth as both girls were puffing noticeably from the stimulated arousal they felt.
"Now I've just got to eat you," she said with urgency.
As she let her tongue bury itself inside Patty's mound, Stefanie poked a hot finger high up inside Patty's anus. Stefanie let the finger thrust up and down, then twist and turn, as the sucking proceeded at a brisk clip.
"Oh, go to it, eat me, eat me," Patty called excitedly. "I want you to swallow my juices, go to it, eat me, eat me."
While the finger continued stabbing inside her anus, her tongue resolutely pushed itself spiritedly inside Patty's box, igniting sparks within her.
Stefanie was so hungry for her juice that it was not until Patty shot twice that Stefanie stopped licking her. By that time Patty was showing signs of tiredness from all the stimulating sexual activity she had been involved in.
"I guess I gave you a good enough workout for now," Stefanie winked when it was all over. "Maybe you should take a nice rest now."
"I think I could use a nap."
"Well, sweet dreams, darling, and I'll see you later."
Stefanie then left Patty's cabin.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Patty's phone rang after she had been napping for better than two hours. She picked it up on the third ring.
"Hello," she began.
"Hi, baby. This is Gordon."
"Oh, hi."
"How are you?"
"Fine. Just fine."
"That's what I hear from Stefanie," he chuckled. "Glad you two are hitting it off as well as you are. She's a real conscientious kid, good in her work, and beautiful. Yeah, you two make a cute couple, that's for sure. Anyway, the reason why I called is that I'd ike to see you over at my place. You available now?"
"You know I'm always available for you."
"That's the kind of loyalty I like to hear," he laughed. "Incidentally, I'm real pleased to see all the progress that you've been making with that German shepherd. Stefanie's been keeping me posted real carefully on that."
"Thank you."
"Anyway, I'd appreciate it if you'd make it over right now."
"Be right there," Patty assured him.
She went directly over to Gordon's house, knocking on the back door.
"Is that you, Patty?" he immediately asked.
"Yes it is, Gordon."
"Good, then come in, sweetheart. The door's open."
Patty walked inside. She looked around the living room and found her host nowhere in sight.
"I'm in the bedroom, doll," he called out to her, "just waiting for you. Come in here and keep me company."
She was immediately aroused by the sexy tone of his voice, and the air of excitement with which he expressed himself. Patty knew now why he had sounded a little on the impatient side when he had summoned her. Apparently his cock was burning with eagerness.
The moment that Patty entered his bedroom she got an eyeful. He was sitting up on the edge of the bed, jerking nervously on his rigid penis, which was poised and ready for activity.
"Doesn't this look delicious?" he asked with a sensuous little leer on his face, running his fingers eagerly up and down his penis as she watched him.
"It looks downright yummy."
"That's what I hoped you'd say," he laughed.
"Just come over here and make yourself comfortable. I'm gonna give you something to play with that you're really gonna like."
She walked over to the bed, easing her body down on it, her eyes taken in by the hypnotic presence of his swollen rod, which he continued to hold in his fingers and stroke proudly.
"Okay, I suggest you start out by licking my balls," he eagerly suggested. "That'll get both of us all that much more in the mood, and will get us ready for more."
Patty bent over and let her tongue leave a trail of saliva all over Gordon's itchy scrotum. The longer she licked the heavier his breathing became, the shorter the puffs of breath became, and the more noticeably his legs began to sway from side to side like a tree in a stiff autumn breeze.
"Okay, that's great," he complimented. "Now while you're doing that you can run those fingers of yours nice and smooth over that hot pecker of mine. Just keep them moving, and keep that tongue moving over my balls, and everything will be just fine."
She set out to please him in the way that he wanted her to. Patty's tongue worked faster than before as it slid over his testicles, while her fingers pressed up and down firmly over the intense solid flesh of his penis.
"Now we're rolling, baby," he nodded, "just keep up that sucking and everything's gonna be fine."
She continued moving her fingers briskly over the thick folds of warm phallus flesh until Gordon delivered an urgent request.
"Okay, now suck my cock," Gordon said. "Go to work on it, lick it, baby, suck it."
Patty switched her finger movements to his swollen testicles, and concentrated her tongue firepower on Gordon's hard rod. She pumped with fervent determination, desiring to get his rocks off and to swallow his fluids.
She picked up the rhythm of the sucking with superb grace as the tempo accelerated brilliantly.
"Oh, you're absolutely great," he gasped. "Keep up the sucking, do I ever love it, suck me, lick me, lick me, suck the cream ou of me, go after my cum, suck me, get my cum, baby, swallow every beautiful drop of it."
He ran his fingers soothingly through her hair as her head continued bouncing up and down steadily over his thick swollen glans, which was rapidly nearing climax.
"Oh, you've just about got me there," he sighed. "Just a few more strokes, a few more tongue movements, suck, suck. Oh, that's it, I'm thhhheeeeerrrreeeee, oooooohhhhhhhh."
At that point the fun really commenced for Patty. Not that it hadn't been fun for her previously to come into contact with Gordon's cock and balls. It was that her earlier efforts, as much fun and as rewarding as they could be, served as the big prelude for what was to follow, the act of having voluminous loads of juice spill out of the end of his hot stick and into her mouth.
Her fingers continued to toy with his balls as he let out a lengthy sigh and the warm white juice spurted out of him and into her waiting mouth. She spurted and gasped as she sought to collect every drop of cum, to swallow every bit of it.
When she succeeded in that objective it gave Patty a feeling of great satisfaction. She had given her boss and lover just the king of enjoyable release he had hoped for.
"You come through every time out," he patted her shoulder, then kissed her forehead.
"You inspire me."
"I'm glad to hear that. Well, I've got some news, baby, that ought to inspire you."
"Let's hear it."
"I want you and Stefanie to take Rufus with you to see a wealthy lady in Brentwood. I want you to see her tonight. The whole works, dinner and cocktails. The lady wants to entertain you two girls."
"I don't understand."
"It's very simple. She heard about my service, called, told me all about herself, and said she might be in the market to buy a dog, provided that she likes him and that he likes her. That's what she wants to find out tonight. And while she's at it she'd also like a little attention from two beautiful girls, along with an exhibition.
This chick's rolling in bread, which means that if we play our cards right we ought to do very well."
"Fine, I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
"Sure you are," Gordon readily concurred, "and you'll have your friend Stefanie along with you. I don't know how good looking this dame is, but she had a pretty nice phone voice. I go by that quite a bit in deciding whether to interview a girl or not."
"Did that help you with me?"
"Yes, and after I got to see you and know you it was no contest, I just had to hire you."
"How are we going to get there?"
"Stefanie will drive you in her car. She knows how to get around. She drives quite a bit and has been out on errands like this before."
"What time are we expected."
"Your charming hostess will be expecting you girls for cocktails at six followed immediately after that by dinner. There's one other point I'd like to make clear to you. There's a big bonus for both of you girls if you deport yourselves well, really ingratiate yourselves with your hostess, and Rufus is sold at a nice price. I like to provide my girls with plenty of incentives."
"So I noticed. Your cock's one of the biggest incentives I've discovered so far."
"Thank you. Anyway, your hostess is named Lynn, and she told me she's expecting both of you girls to dress provocatively and very comfortably. That means the tiniest micro-minis you've got, I guess. Whatever the law will allow."
"Fine. Anything more?"
"Not a thing. Good luck. Get yourself another nap or something. I've already talked this over with Stefanie. Just rest up until it's time for her to pick you up. She'll be picking you up at your place at five. So be ready then."
"That I will. And thanks."
"You're welcome. You deserve every break after the progress you've been making so far."
Patty felt a new swelling of pride as she walked back to her cabin. She could see from the types of responses she was engendering from both Gordon and Stefanie that she was doing her job exceptionally well. It made her feel good to receive the plaudits of both Gordon and Stefanie and know that she was accomplishing something in life. Perhaps some narrow-minded people would scoff at the kind of work she was doing, Patty thought, but she didn't care. She used to be very concerned over what others had thought, and where had it all gotten her?
She had had two successive tragic romances with men, and if she never saw another one that would be fine with her. That is, except for Gordon, and he was different than most men-understanding, with liberal attitudes.
Patty resolved that she would cash in on her opportunity in a big way that evening, impressing her hostess. She wanted to prove to Gordon in every way she knew how that she was happy to be aboard his team and determined to stay there.
She relaxed during the remainder of the afternoon, dropping off to sleep for a few minutes at one point. Then she got up and took a long, thorough shower, making certain that her body was clean, fresh and alive.
The spirit of adventure permeated her very soul by the time that Stefanie dropped by her cabin to pick her up. Stefanie, like Patty, wore a stunning micro-mini, just as Gordon had suggested to both of them. Both of the girls wore tight white blouses, which were designed to show off their curvaceous breasts. Stefanie's skirt was gold, while Patty's was red.
"Wow, do you ever look great," Stefanie swooned.
"So do you."
"I'm glad we're both sold on the way that each other look," Stefanie asserted happily, "since we'll be getting intimately acquainted this evening."
Stefanie winked at her seductively as she finished her statement. Already the butterflies of sexual anticipation were reeling throughout Stefanie's stomach.
"Well, I guess we'd better pick up Rufus, honey, and be on our way," Stefanie finally remarked. "We sure don't want to keep our hostess waiting, and I just hope she's good looking since we're expected to fuck with her."
"I hope so too," Patty reflected.
They walked back to the kennel, letting Rufus out. He jumped up and pressed his paws against Stefanie. His tongue was hanging out and he sought to lick Stefanie's face, but Stefanie moved her head protectively out of the way.
"No, no, down, Rufus, down boy," she said sternly. "I love you, but we're gonna have to save that for later. I want to look as good as I can for our hostess. You'll get a chance to lick me all over by the time the night's over."
Rufus pranced alongside them as they walked down the dirt road toward the parking lot next to Gordon's house, where a number of cars were parked, including Patty's.
"That's my car over there," Stefanie pointed proudly to a white Cadillac at the end of the row.
"Wow, you really have good taste."
"Yes, in cars as well as women," Stefanie looked at her friend With great admiration. "Thank you."
"I'll tell you, baby. You stick with Gordon just like I have and you'll be able to afford a nice car too."
Stefanie opened the door for Patty, who let Rufus jump in ahead of her. Dutifully he settled into the back seat.
"You really have trained him," Patty said as she got inside.
"In bed as well as out," she laughed.
Patty settled back and enjoyed the ride from Saugus to Brentwood, that lavish community consisting of the more prosperous of actors and actresses coupled with wealthy professional people and their families. It was sandwiched in between Beverly Hills and Bel-Aire, and it made Patty feel good to know that she had business to attend to in such a select area of Southern California, irrespective of the actual reason involved.
Several times Patty and Stefanie both had to scold Rufus like a child for leaning forward and attempting to lick Patty. He was having a great deal of difficulty in restraining himself leading up to the big moment of action.
"You're gonna have plenty of fun, just keep your cool," Stefanie told him. "Just settle back and relax, that's all I ask. You'd be surprised at how much fun we're gonna have in a little bit."
They finally reached their destination. It was a huge white mansion located just a block off Sunset Boulevard.
"Say, what a place," Patty exclaimed as Stefanie drove into the circular driveway which swept all the way to the house.
'That it is. Gordon told me the gal was rolling in dough. I can see that's true."
They got out of the car, taking Rufus with them as he trailed beside them walking toward the front door. He looked around curiously, sizing up his new environment.
Stefanie rang the doorbell. The door was answered by a devastating brunette clad in a skimpy aqua bikini. Patty and Stefanie looked at each other with curiosity.
"I know what you're thinking," the beautiful woman in the bikini threw her head back and laughed. "You're wondering what in the world's going on. Well, my name's Lynn. I dropped word to your boss that I wanted you to dress comfortably and informally. Yes, I'd say that's how you dressed. And, oh my, what a charming looking dog. He's absolutely handsome. Please come in, girls, and introduce yourselves."
They stepped into the foyer, taking turns introducing themselves as Lynn graciously shook hands with them. Lynn looked them over closely, then sized up Rufus.
"My but you make a good looking trio," she exclaimed. "Please come with me. I have some drinks waiting. Some of my most potent martinis. I'm sure you'll like them, and what's more, you'll like their impact even better."
She took them into the posh dining room, which was located just beyond the living room. They sat down at a table, while Rufus rested his body on the floor.
"Yes, I'll pour the drinks," Lynn said, walking over and standing next to a martini pitcher situated at a nearby bar. "We're all to ourselves, as you probably gathered. My husband, the pain in the ass, is on a business trip back East. He's a television executive, and I always enjoy most the time he spends in New York. That leaves me free to do what I please. I try and keep myself busy, if you know what I mean, and I think you both do. Yes, and I gave the hired help the night off, as I also so often do when my husband's away. I think they know I'm philandering with somebody, but if they only knew just how uniquely fascinating my tastes can be."
She brought the drinks over to the girls. They were every bit as potent as she had said, and then some, as the seismic impact of their contents caused both Stefanie and Patty to sustain a jolt after their first few sips.
"What did you put into this?" Patty asked.
"Just a little more generous portion of gin than most of my contemporaries are willing to put into their martinis, my dear. Don't they taste just divine?"
"They sure do," Stefanie answered. "It's just that we're both liable to wind up on the floor before the evening's over."
"That sounds absolutely intriguing," she laughed. "I'd like to have both of you on the floor, including that absolutely handsome canine as well."
Her comment precipitated laughter from both Stefanie and Patty, who were learning fast just how shrewd Lynn was.
As they started on their second round of drinks, Patty and Stefanie were already beginning to feel giddy. As they returned to their sipping their hostess Lynn reached underneath the table and began rubbing her bare feet against the legs of the girls. She used her left foot to run up and down Patty's right leg, and her right foot to move up and down briskly over Stefanie's left leg.
"How do you girls like the action?" Lynn inquired laughingly.
"I like it just fine," Stefanie immediately replied.
"That makes two of us," Patty exclaimed.
Rufus lifted his head, wondering what was going on. A curiosity began enveloping him as the action continued. The girls continued their drinking until four rounds of martinis had been consumed. At that point all of them were drunk.
"We'd better have our dinner now," Lynn got up from the table.
'She proceeded to serve them steak, with a nifty slice held in reserve for Rufus, who gobbled it down quickly.
"He looks very healthy," Lynn said as she watched him.
"He is. And he acts even healthier."
"I can tell," Lynn said, "judging by the stiff knot between his legs. He's got quite a cock on him."
"Yeah, and he knows just how to use it," Patty added.
Once the meal was finished the girls were still feeling their drinks, but not to the same degree as before. Now they were ready for action without being slowed down to a stagger from the alcohol that they had been consuming.
"Let's all climb into bed together, including that delightful, handsome dog you brought with you," Lynn suddenly announced.
She led them into the bedroom as the two girls and the dog trailed closely behind.
"What a huge bed," Stefanie immediately exclaimed.
"The bigger the bed, the more room to fuck in," Lynn told her. "Now let's all get undressed."
Individually they stripped off their clothes. Then they jumped into bed. Lynn was finished first in that she had less to take off, removing her bikini straps swiftly.
As Patty lowered her body into bed next to Lynn, the sexy hostess threw her arms around her and smothered her lips with a passionate series of kisses. Finally she dropped her head between Patty's legs and kissed her vagina.
Stefanie entered bed at that point. Lynn decided to provide her with the same treatment that she had given to Patty, kissing her mound as well.
"Oh, that feels so good," Stefanie smiled.
"That's to christen my two new friends," Lynn explained. "Now let's get that handsome dog into the act. Am I ever homey for him. Does that hard cock of his ever look good to me."
"Just spread that beautiful ass of yours out on that bed," Stefanie carefully instructed her.
'That's it. Now run your fingers against your pussy a few times and call to him. He'll come running, and if he doesn't then Patty and I have ways to get him involved. But I feel confident that you won't have any problems. He's probably homey for you right now."
"I sure hope so," Lynn said expectantly, "because I'm sure as hell homey for him."
Lynn twisted her hips and buttocks back and forth with perfect symmetry, proving just the kind of enticing bait that Rufus would be likely to react to, as she let her fingers roam freely over her fiery mound, which was so eager to receive canine attention.
"Rufus, baby," she gasped, "come over here, suck me, I want you, c'mon and suck me."
Rufus, who had been watching Lynn with great interest, perked up all the more, jumping up on his haunches, as she called him. He flipped his tongue around in his mouth several times hungrily, then darted quickly toward the bed.
"C'mon on up here," she continued calling, "I want you to be my baby. I understand you're quite a stud, and you've got just the prick to prove it. I like that long tongue too. C'mon and make me happy, sweetheart, and you've found you a new home."
Rufus jumped into bed with her. This time he didn't bother very much with the usual preliminaries that he observed in sex. He merely sniffed around her box for a few fleeting seconds, then put his tongue to work at an enormous clip, grinding his tongue in and out of her cockpit with speedy effectiveness.
"Ooooohhhhh, this is too much," she gasped. "Keep on going to work on me, Rufus baby, I need you, I really need you. And why don't one of you other girls come over here and suck out my asshole while he's licking my twat. That would give me all the extra incentive I'd need to cream right in his mouth."
Stefanie answered the call quickly, plunging toward her anus, barely finding the room to do the job, since Rufus was standing close by sucking her box eagerly.
Stefanie drove her tongue at a frenzied clip, and soon Lynn was totally unable to remain still. Her legs kicked gut as the spirited sucking continued on the part of both Rufus and Stefanie.
"Okay, honey," an excited Lynn called out passionately, pointing a nervous finger toward Patty. "How's about you getting in the act. How's about us Frenching while all the sucking's going on. That would be great. Getting sucked in three different ways at the same time. What do you say, honey?"
Patty nodded, eager to get into the act. She flicked her tongue several times against Lynn's, then worked it successfully inside the other woman's mouth. Their lips quivered from the excitement of their tongue movements. Their tongues remained tightly locked as Lynn continued getting sucked by Stefanie and Rufus.
The crescendo continued to build until Lynn ultimately unleashed a load of juice inside Rufus' mouth. Then Lynn happily withdrew her tongue from Patty's mouth.
"That was the greatest," she beamed. "You girls really know how to make love. And as for that dog. Wow but he's beautiful! I wish I could have him teach my husband how to make love. The slimy old bastard's not good for much more than keeping me in luxury. I'd divorce him in a second if it ever came down to the way he's treating me in bed. I might as well be making love to a stream of cold piss, judging by the action I get from him. The son of a bitch can't even get a hard-on most of the time. Usually he's just too damned drunk. But this dog, oh, look at that hard. He looks so fucking juicy. I'll bet he's just great ramming it into a broad."
"See for yourself," Patty coaxed.
"That's right," Stefanie readily concurred. "All you've got to do is to get up on all fours and pretend you're a bitch-"
"I don't have to pretend I'm a bitch," Lynn quickly cut her off. "I am a bitch, dearie, and proud of it."
"I meant like a bitch in heat," Stefanie said.
"Whatever you meant, I can dig it. I want a nice stiff prick shoved up my cunt. That's what I told Gordon I wanted and he assured me that this dog Rufus could deliver. Well all I know is that he's delivered like a pro so far."
Lynn moved her body down on all fours, spreading her legs ever so slightly and tantalizingly as Rufus watched with ever mounting interest. Then Rufus took to sniffing her asshole, getting more aroused with each curious sniff.
Finally, just as Lynn was crouched in a poised position, he suddenly lunged forward and rammed his hard phallus intensely inside her hot, waiting mound.
"Oh, he's in me," she exclaimed happily. "Oh, I like that hot stick driving in me, fuck me, my dear, fuck me, Rufus, oh, grind that stiff prick inside me."
Rufus locked his hard phallus inside her, then rocked back and delivered a decisive forward cock thrust, causing her body to sway with rhythmic passion.
"Stefanie, baby, come over here and French with me, like your friend did before," she called.
Stefanie was quick to answer her request, giving Lynn double action as she let her tongue slide against Lynn's while the proud hostess was simultaneous receiving spirited cock thrusts from Rufus.
Rufus was so horny and Lynn was so willing that they could not hold out for very long. Soon Rufus shot, and as he did so did Lynn, who was ecstatic with joy over the way the session came out.
"All of you get gold stars from me, and as for that dog, I'm gonna call up Gordie first thing tomorrow morning and talk to him about buying him. I've just got to have someone like him in this house, to keep a hot woman satisfied. I really need something like that, girls," Lynn went on, praising Rufus lavishly. "But before this session comes to a halt I wanna have the chance to eat both of you. Whenever I see a beautiful girl with a beautiful body I want to eat her. I want to give her pleasure and watch her squirm like crazy while I'm sucking away. Well, that's what I want to do for the two of you. How about you, baby?"
With that Lynn turned to Patty and patted her on the leg.
"I'm ready," Patty nodded.
"That's good, because so am I."
She began by wrestling Patty down below her, climbing on top of her as her breathing suddenly intensified. Patty immediately detected the hellfire look in Lynn's eyes, which squarely indicated how excited she was.
While she sucked eagerly on Patty's moist mound, Stefanie, without even being asked, decided to provide Lynn with some extra impetus. So she put her tongue to work high in her anus while Lynn's tongue continued twisting and twirling rapidly inside Patty's box.
It didn't take Patty very long to shoot, and after she did, after Lynn had a chance to suck her juices dry, Lynn went immediately to work on Stefanie's box.
"Suck my ass, honey," she told Patty.
Lynn soon collected Stefanie's juice, after which she was finally satisfied. A smile adorned her face as she said:
"I'd consider this a very successful evening. You'll both get great reports from me when I talk to Gordon."
Patty felt just as triumphant as Lynn, happy that she had apparently made such a good impression on her hostess. But the hostess was not yet through, as it turned out.
"I'd like to see you two girls get sucked out by Rufus," she confided. "Call me voyeur, bitch, or whatever you want to call me, but that's what I want to see."
The girls were not about to disappoint her after coming that far. They took turns letting Rufus grind his always hot tongue inside their boxes until they shot.
Then Lynn was finally satisfied, having occupied herself in the meantime masturbating her mound while the sucking was proceeding.
"I'm in love with all three of you," were Lynn's final words of the evening after the girls had dressed and, with Rufus trailing alongside of them, headed toward the front door.
CHAPTER NINE
The next few days were eminently successful for Patty. She received more praise from Gordon for her efforts in connection with the visit to Lynn's, along with a substantial bonus. The bonus stemmed from her efforts at Lynn's. Stefanie joined in that bonus. Their joint efforts resulted in Lynn buying Rufus at a substantial price.
Patty continued having periodic sex with Stefanie. For the first few days after Rufus was sold Stefanie was a little on the unhappy side at losing a lover. Patty did her best to cheer her up.
"I always feel a little in the dumps after one of the dogs I've trained is bought," she admitted. "It's really a little like losing a member of the family. And a very close member at that."
So Patty did her best to put every ounce of sincerity behind her sex actions during that period, determined to make her lover Stefanie throw off the yokes of hurt she felt as a result of losing Rufus.
The better Patty got acquainted with some of the other girls, the more intensely they did their best to interest her into going to bed with them. But Patty was committed to making Stefanie her one and only female lover, at least for the time being, with the exception of the women she might be expected to make love to on business.
Patty at that point was suddenly confronted with a new challenge. Gordon obtained a handsome young Great Dane by the name of Sidney, who needed some loving attention and breaking in by one of the girls.
"I think you're just the girl for the job," Gordon told her confidently one day.
"Bring him around."
"I'll do that."
The healthy Great Dane paid her a visit that same afternoon, and things went wonderfully. Gordon watched the first few minutes of the action, getting a line on the way that Patty conducted herself with an erotic dog.
Sidney watched with intense interest as Patty stripped off her clothes. While she was stripping Gordon sat in a chair and took in what was happening with a look of interest.
"Some of the best looking scenery in the West," he smiled as Patty removed her bra.
Once she shed her slacks and panties, Patty got into bed, sprawling her body out and looking at Sidney, the object of her affection, with great enthusiasm.
"Sidney, baby, come over here, baby, and keep me company," she coaxed him eagerly.
Then she went through her paces, the act designed to make Sidney more aroused and curious for her than anything else. As her hips flounced back and forth with professional ease, the fingers of her right hand sank deeply inside her love nest twirling and circulating with great passion.
Patty watched the dog closely during her efforts. She noticed the interested expression etched on his face, and the way that he hunched his body forward with great anticipation, looking like a man sitting on the edge of a chair.
"Now you're hypnotizing him," Gordon exclaimed. "Yes, those fingers are moving and his eyes are really taking them in, along with the way your body's moving. It looks great, just great."
Patty let her firm breasts sway rhythmically, which also aroused Sidney's interest noticeably. As for the fingers, they were now moving at their brisket pace of all, and an itchiness pervaded the erotic area between Patty's legs as she felt herself moving ever closer to climax. She knew that, after orgasm, she stood an even better chance of turning on Sidney demonstrably, since dogs, particularly the hot male canines she had known, had an acute sense of smell and were ever able to pick up on things.
The fingers continued moving and her body trembled as she pushed ever nearer to orgasm.
"Here we go," she suddenly gasped, "I'm gonna shoot."
"Go ahead, baby, turn our friend on," Gordon actively encouraged.
"This is it, ooooohhhhhhh."
Sidney and Gordon both watched as the stream of liquid popped out of her steaming vagina. She closed her eyes and sighed, enjoying the spirited release, and hoping that it would help involve Sidney quickly in the act of sex.
"Okay, baby, now spread that finger around in that pussy, pull out the juice, and entice Sidney with it," Gordon told her. "That's one way to really tease him. It's just like holding up a bone before a dog's nose when the dog's good and hot. He'll pick up that scent."
"I'm way ahead of you," she nodded. "That's exactly what I was planning to do."
She dipped her fingers carefully inside her moist box, pulling them out and holding the fingers up proudly, doing her best to attract the attention of Sidney.
"Here, Sidney, here, baby," she called, letting her hips flounce from side to side to provide him with extra excitement.
He quickly bounced up from the floor on all fours, sniffing and picking up the scent of her womanly nectars as he moved quickly toward the bed, looking like he was definitely in an investigative mood.
"C'mon, Sidney, up here," she motioned to the
Great Dane as he stood watching her as he was right next to the bed. "C'mon, baby, come up here and we'll have lots of fun. I'll let you play with my pussy and play with my asshole. Would you like that?"
At her urging, Sidney jumped into bed with her. She immediately lavished her affections on him by petting him, then kissing him on top of the head. The affection training was the first step she had been taught in familiarizing oneself with a dog in certain settings. She was sure that it would work with Sidney, who looked passionate and affectionate enough, but who would need a little bit of coaxing in the beginning stages.
Patty thrust her finger, which was still covered with pussy juice, in front of Sidney's face.
"You see, boy, you see the pussy juice," she said. "Doesn't that smell good? Doesn't that look inviting?"
He immediately reacted to the tempting bait she posed, licking the juice off of his fingers while Patty smiled with triumphant glee.
"There you go, now you're really turning him on," Gordon nodded, happy that things were moving along as briskly as they were. "Just hang in there, baby, and give it all you've got."
"I'm really gonna enjoy this," Patty exclaimed. "You'd better believe that I will. He's a pretty handsome guy and once he gets the hang of all this, look out."
She reached down and grabbed ahold of his testicles firmly, yanking up and down on them. Sidney immediately began panting, enjoying the attention he received.
Then she switched her finger movements to his cock, which she tugged on several times. His entire body quivered with mounting excitement, enjoying what was happening.
The overpowering urge focused in the pit of Patty's stomach to suck on Sidney's cock. She felt that it would be the perfect way to bring him around in an uninhibited manner so that he would want to do other things as well.
She fingered his long cock, then toyed with his scrotum, as she began sucking in a speedy up and down motion. Patty was anxious to both collect juice and increase Sidney's confidence in the area of sex opportunity.
Patty drove her tongue with enthusiastic grace as Sidney eagerly received her efforts. The more she sucked, and the more spirited her efforts became, the happier that Sidney was to receive them. He was quickly becoming accustomed to sex with a sexy woman.
The incessant tugging at his scrotum increased the flow of passion Sidney felt, and increased the sexy desires that roamed freely through Patty's devastatingly hot body.
"Now you're working, baby, now you're working," Gordon said proudly. "Keep right on sucking him, keep it up."
The tongue moved eagerly up and down the Great Dane's huge pole as the momentum increased. Her tongue drove frenziedly as she was determined to catch the dog's juices.
As she observed Sidney beginning to breathe heavier she kept up her sucking at an even brisker pace than before. Her well-developed sex instincts told her that he was ready to shoot soon.
"Go get him," Gordon urged, "get his hot sperm."
The words assumed prophetic importance since, no sooner had they been delivered out of his mouth, the juice deluged her. She coughed the first few times, since the juice had come at her so thick and fast. Tiny droplets of sperm rolled down the sides of her mouth, but for the most part she managed to catch it all, slurping with great anticipation as she caught every drop that she could.
When the sucking was completed Gordon suddenly got up from his chair sporting a big smile on his face.
"Now that's what I call great," he praised. "I can see you're definitely on the right track. The male dogs are just like guys like me when they're around you, baby. All it takes is a little attention and you've got them all eating out of your hand."
"You say the kindest things," she smiled.
"Yes, and the most truthful things."
"You're a dear."
"And you're a sex genius," he said as he stood by the door, ready to leave. "You just keep it up and we'll both make loads of money. I love you, baby."
With that he left, leaving Patty alone with her newest lover. A spirit of joy pervaded her inner soul. She would never forget the happy smile that beamed radiantly from Gordon's face as he watched her obtaining her first blow job from Sidney the Great Dane. She knew that she occupied as high a position as possible on both the admiration list of Gordon as well as that of Stefanie. It made her feel good and gave her great confidence to know that she could please man, woman, and beast in a satisfactory way.
As for then, she desired to go back to work with handsome Sidney. She was determined to train him until he became every bit as receptive as Rufus and Mark Antony. Her next move was to collect his glorious juices in a different way than before, to see that they pop inside her nest as delivered from his cock.
Patty admired his handsome phallus, running her fingers over it several times, getting it ready for the act of stabbing inside her. She could already feel the inspiring sensation of that warm sheath making its way around inside her, depositing its rigid warmth within her, then finally exploding inside her.
"You're my handsome man," she petted him, determined to maintain the highest level of affection with him at all times as she trained him in the art of making women happy.
Sidney became so aroused from the attention he received that he ran his tongue spiritedly around Patty's face. It felt good to obtain those sweeping wet feelings of enthusiasm as the long tongue continued to slide back and forth eagerly while her heart beat at an ever mounting rate. It was easy to see that Sidney was a highly willing pupil who was ready to move on to advanced things.
So Patty, with that thought in mind, began running her fingers up and down his long rod. The longer the stimulating movements continued, and the faster the pace they both set, the more pronounced the rapid beating became on the part of both Patty and Sidney.
Patty began to sweat from her efforts, and her body began quivering as she became hungry for more direct contact with Sidney's aroused penis. She held on to his phallus proudly while she lowered her body, opening her legs widely.
"I want to get fucked by you," she looked at her canine lover and smiled happily. "I want that big pecker of yours to ram into my twat and give us both some thrills."
She guided his phallus slowly inside her mound, letting things happen slowly so that they would have a better chance of sinking in with Sidney, whom she realized was exploring in the area of something new, ramming his penis inside a woman's nest.
Once she started him on his way, the intelligent Great Dane readily understood what was happening. His dong locked within her and she let out a quick gasp, after which she was ready for more in the way of attention from his burning sheath.
In and out he pumped, and with his movements her body rocked in a carefree fashion. She was determined to match his movements, and as she did they established an excellent sex rapport.
The pumping continued at top speed as Sidney drove his cock fervently. He kept it moving at a resolute pace until it finally exploded, at which point Patty was perfectly happy, feeling that a new barrier in her training of Sidney had been reached.
"You're gonna make some homey broad an ideal pet, baby," she said as he wagged his tail affectionately.
The afternoon had proven a perfect success.
CHAPTER TEN
In addition to bringing Sidney along at a rapid pace, teaching him all the ropes of making a woman happy, Patty continued to work with Mark Antony, getting him to the point where he would do anything and everything required under the circumstances.
One morning after breakfast Gordon called Patty into his private office to talk with her.
"I understand that things are going well with both of the dogs you're working with," he began. "They couldn't be going any better."
"That's very good. That's the kind of report I like to hear. Anyway, I think Mark Antony's about ready to be sold. Don't you think so?"
"Yes, he'll make some lucky gal very happy," she nodded. But at the moment her feelings were mixed. She recalled suddenly how poor Stefanie had felt when Rufus had been bought by Lynn. Now she was in an identical position.
"That he will. He's a fine dog. Well, I think I might have just the home for him. A go-go dancer who works at a Sunset Strip nightclub called me yesterday, telling me about what she had in mind. She wanted a hot German shepherd who'd be willing to do anything and everything."
"That suits Mark Antony all right."
"Yes, it does."
"So do you want me to go over there and see her?"
"Yes, she'd like to see you this afternoon. One o'clock. She's not up much before that, and she works nights."
"I understand."
"And this time, honey, I want you to go by yourself. Last time, with Rufus, I realize that your lover girl Stefanie was along with you. That was a little different. I was trying to break you in, and Lynn specified that she wanted two girls. This go-go girl, her name's Fran, by the way, stipulated that she wants the dog plus one girl."
"Fine with me," she nodded.
"I'll give you her address." He reached into his wallet and pulled out a card with writing on it. The card contained Fran's address and telephone number. "Now I want you to wear something nice and sexy. Dress about the same way you did when you went to see Lynn. That was a smashing success."
"I've got you," she nodded, taking the card and walking toward the door. "I'll turn this go-go dancer on."
"That's the spirit," he laughed briskly.
She went back to her cabin and got some rest, preparing to gear herself for whatever lay ahead. She wondered about Fran the go-go dancer, and speculated on whether she would be anything like Lynn. She had misgivings about losing Mark Antony, but told herself that she was in the kind of business wherein she had to face the prospect of giving up a canine lover, no matter how difficult a prospect that might be.
At a few minutes before noon she began dressing, putting on the same micro-mini she had worn to woo Lynn. Then, after sizing herself up briefly in the mirror and deciding that she was acceptable, Patty walked toward the kennel, preparing to let Mark Antony out.
"Here we go, baby," she said, letting him out of the kennel as he enthusiastically barked and wagged his tail. "We're gonna get in my car and go for a nice drive. Yes, we're gonna have lots of fun, my dear. We're gonna go see a dancer and have lots of fun."
They walked to her car and she let the German shepherd into the back seat. Then she left, moving steadily toward the freeway, happy to be able to take a drive on a sunny early afternoon.
The traffic was not a factor at that hour of the day, and she finally arrived at the address she had been given by Gordon some ten minutes early. It was an attractive little house that resembled a Swiss chalet, and was situated behind the main house on a side street not far off Sunset Boulevard.
Immediately Patty began to wonder if Fran would be economically stable enough to be able to pay the high prices that Gordon always expected for his trained dogs.
She knocked at the door.
"Be with you in a second," a voice sang cheerfully, barely making itself heard above the noise of a Rolling Stones album which was roaring over the stereo at full blast.
The loud sounds of the rock and roll music caused Mark Antony to become immediately restless as he moved his body around with mounting anxiety, wondering what would be happening next. Patty shared in that curious concern, wondering what their hostess Fran would look like, and how bizarre her tastes might run.
As they waited patiently at the front door memories flashed in Patty's mind concerning the trip she had taken with Stefanie and Rufus to the mansion in Brentwood, where they had been thoroughly entertained by Lynn. She thought about how sexy Lynn had been as she strutted to the door in her bikini, wearing nothing else, and how fast she had gotten turned on to both of them and their canine friend.
She couldn't help but wonder what the future would hold in her relationship with Fran. Finally the door opened and she found herself staring into the face of a grinning redhead clad in a purple robe.
"Welcome, welcome," she laughed loudly. "I'm Fran. Now let's see, you must be Patty. That right?"
"Absolutely. And this is my loyal friend, Mark Antony," she pointed to the German shepherd, who stood beside her faithfully.
"Hey, I like that name," Fran burst into loud laughter. "That really sounds classy."
"Our dogs have class so we give them names to match," Patty grinned.
"Right on, baby, right on," Fran roared with laughter. "I'll tell you something, this guy gives every appearance of being a noble Roman and a real stud to boot. Wow, look at that cock down there between those sexy legs. I'll bet he could give a girl a great fuck."
"You'll be finding out soon enough," Patty assured her with a smile.
"Right on, honey, right on. Say, what's the matter with me. I'm acting like an absolute ass. Come on in, baby, and stay awhile."
Patty motioned for Mark Antony to follow her inside. The living room was compact, filled with posters of rock and roll stars and actors. In the middle of the room, pasted to the ceiling, was a picture of actor Burt Reynolds stretched out in his famous nude bearskin rug pose. The music continued blaring from the stereo as Patty looked around the room curiously.
In one corner of the room was a raised platform, like those seen in go-go nightclubs, on which dancers applied their wares before the cash customers.
"I have this around to get in a little practice during the day," she pointed proudly to the platform. "I was practicing, in fact, just before you arrived. But before I go back I'd like to take a few more drags from my cigarette."
The acute marijuana stench in the room was overpowering as Patty's eyes began to water. Fran walked over to an ash tray, from which a cigarette burned. She picked up the cigarette and took a few lengthy puffs, her face breaking out in a smile.
"Whheeeee, I like that," she said. "Here, baby, give it a try. Take a few puffs."
Fran moved quickly toward Patty. She handed the cigarette to her, eager for Patty to take a few puffs from it.
"C'mon, let yourself go and have a little fun," she encouraged. "What do you say?"
"No thanks. I don't smoke."
"Hell, this isn't just a cigarette, doll. This is pot. C'mon, let it all hang out. You'll have a lot more fucking fun here if you just take a few puffs."
Patty finally relented under pressure, deciding that her customer was always right. She coughed several times when she took her first few quick puffs, then made a face.
"Stick with it, honey, stay with it," Fran encouraged.
Mark Antony looked both befuddled and restless as he observed all the strange happenings -the raised platform, the loud commotion coming from the stereo, and the thick smoke and coughing.
Patty determinedly stuck with things, taking several more puffs, then experiencing a wooziness from the potent cigarette.
"Wow, that does knock a girl out," she said.
"You're damned right, honey."
Fran then finished the cigarette, stamping out the stub in the ash tray. At that point she startled Patty by pulling off her robe and throwing it down on a chair restlessly.
"Now I'm just the way I want to be," she announced.
What immediately startled Patty was that Fran wore nothing beneath her robe. Her eyes quickly fastened on Fran's beautiful form, with the pliant, firm breasts, the long, sensuous legs, and the solid, firm buttocks.
"I'm free as a bird when I'm naked," she announced, throwing her head up in the air and strutting like a peacock. "I'll show you and your canine friend how I make my living."
As the Rolling Stones continued belting out tune after tune on the long playing album Fran jumped up on top of the platform and wiggled her buttocks, turning Patty on quickly with her fervent movements.
Not only was Patty aroused. Mark Antony was also stimulated by all that was going on. He began darting around the room barking unrestrainedly, his tail wagging, wondering what would be happening next. It was quite an experience to throw a dog into, Patty could not help but think.
Fran remained on the platform, letting her hips, buttocks, and breasts flounce rhythmically, until the sweat began to pour down both sides of her face. Then she finally decided that it was time to get down from the platform and turn her attentions to something else.
"Let's all go into the bedroom," she said, celebrating as if she had achieved a great triumph. "You know, I really turn these horny men on with my dancing. I get sick of dealing with them, though. They hand a girl too much crap. They act like a bunch of babies. Don't you agree?"
"It seems like most of the ones I've fallen in love with have," Patty eagerly nodded.
"Same here baby, same here."
Fran walked over to her when they got inside the bedroom, taking off her blouse and bra, then burying her head momentarily between Patty's breasts, which she sucked eagerly.
She raised her head finally from Patty's breasts and went to work on her micro-mini. She tugged at it with impatience until it came off, then she removed Patty's panties.
"Oh, are you ever built," Fran gasped. "You were just made to be fucked, and I'm just the girl to do it. Oh, I just love you. You're free to move in here with me anytime."
She let her trembling fingers drop between Patty's legs, while Mark Antony stood by watching closely.
"Keep the hot canine in the wings, baby," Fran advised, "because I'll be getting to him later."
Her. fingers worked with rhythmic ease as they concentrated on getting Patty as hot as possible.
"Oh, keep it up," Patty gasped. "I like that action. Oh, those fingers, oh, baby, I love that, love that."
Fran let her lips plunge against Patty's as her fingers continued going to work on Patty's hot mound. Fran gradually eased Patty's body into bed. Patty trembled from the excitement her body was being subjected to.
"I've just gotta suck this beautiful asshole," Fran finally said with determination. "It's such a cute ass. My tongue will absolutely go wild inside it. Oh, zowie, what an ass, what a girl. Whee, that pot put me in good spirits."
Patty's head was still a little on the dizzy side from the marijuana she had sampled. But she was more than happy to receive the attentions that Fran nimbly provided.
Fran let her lips continue to press resolutely against Patty's in a number of swift, decisive forward movements. And while lips pressed in blissful fascination Fran was letting her fingers roll methodically over Patty's buttocks.
The sexy dancer knew just how to put those fingers to work, letting them curl around the voluptuous folds of inner flesh.
The longer that Fran's lips plunged against hers, and the longer that Fran put her talented fingers to work on Patty's buttocks, the more passionately Patty's body trembled.
Blazing energies were released by the dancer until she finally decided to lift her fingers from Fran's buttocks. As the fingers were removed she let her head drop slowly and surely. Mark Antony took in everything that was happening, looking curiously on the unfolding sight of sexual passion.
Fran let her torrid tongue find its way inside Patty's anus, moving spiritedly, enjoying every stab. Patty moved her body back and forth, letting her buttocks flail passionately, giving Fran all the extra encouragement she needed as she sucked conscientiously on Patty's torrid anus.
She kept it up until deciding to switch her efforts to Patty's now moist nest, which had had so many sensations drummed into it by Fran's wide assortment of actions.
"Oh, that's it, baby, suck my twat out, I want your suck, suck me, suck me," Patty encouraged.
The longer the sex action continued the more encouraged Mark Antony became by all that was going on. He wanted to get into the act, and Fran was happy to see him looking up with such inspired curiosity, since she had plenty in store for him.
Fran continued her sparkling movements, letting her fingers toy with Patty's breasts while she sucked her box intensely. The action continued as Patty drew ever closer to shooting.
"Oh, I'm gonna fuck you in the mouth," Patty told her excitedly. "Just keep that tongue moving and you're gonna get my juices right in your mouth, just the way you want them."
Those encouraging words served to spur Fran on all the more as her tongue darted like a blinding torpedo as she serviced Patty's inner needs. Patty's body gave way under the pressure, trembling and bounding up and down on the bed, which squeaked under the pressure it was being subjected to, while the sucking continued.
The curious German shepherd was on his feet by that time, his tail wagging fervently as he watched carefully what was going on and enjoyed the movements occurring before him.
"Suck me just a few more times," Patty sighed resolutely, "just a few more nimble tongue strokes, baby, and I'll be there. Suck it out of me, I want it. Ooooohhhhh, that's it, oooohhhhhhh."
At that point Fran received the delicious fruits of her labor in the form of Patty's juice. A pleased look crossed her face as she conscientiously stuck with things, swallowing the juice which filtered out of Patty's love pit.
"You are gorgeous," Fran lauded.
"So are you."
"Now I'd like to see about getting a little action from that dog over there."
"He's willing, all right."
"Good, I like them willing. The more willing the better. Yes, you can't beat a man when you're in need. That is a male dog."
Patty got off the bed, planning to give Fran and Mark Antony all the room they required.
"Okay, baby, get up on that bed," Patty motioned her German shepherd lover. Once more she began to realize how hurt Stefanie must have been when she gave up Rufus. Here she was goading the dog she had trained for sex into having sex with another woman, with the ultimate goal in mind of selling Mark Antony to her. "Go ahead, Mark, make yourself comfort-able up there with Fran. Yeah, isn't she a nice girl. She's beautiful and you like to fuck beautiful women, don't you?"
"Get him up here, baby, because my cunt's getting ready to explode," Fran declared urgently.
"I'll tell you how to really get him in the mood," Patty quickly related to her. "Just move those tits and that ass around in that bed, and play with yourself. That will do it, baby, that will get him good and turned on."
"That will be easy, honey," she nodded.
Her hips began sliding back and forth and her fingers went to work maneuvering over her nest briskly. Immediately the German shepherd's tongue began wagging in perfect unison with his tail. Watching her move her body had done the trick.
"Up, up, Mark," Patty called, pointing toward the bed.
Mark Antony executed a nifty flying leap, after which the sex action was ready to commence. Fran patted him on top of the head several times gently, and the German shepherd quickly responded by letting his searing tongue slide around her face.
"Oh, what a tiger this guy is, what a tiger," Fran sighed. "Oh, baby, you're smothering me, absolutely smothering me with love. Don't stop now, honey."
He continued sliding his tongue rapidly around her face for the next few minutes, during which she became all the more excited for action. She let her fingers move down to his swollen scrotum, which she fingered and jerked on.
"What a darling ball bag," Fran laughed giddily, "what a cute toy to play with. Oh, my little man is getting excited by it all, isn't he. My but he likes it."
The finger movements persisted until Fran decided that she wanted more. Patty watched her closely, observing the way that her tongue was impatiently circulating inside her mouth. Patty reasoned that she would be sucking the German shepherd's cock.
Fran quickly dropped her head down between Mark Antony's legs. Then she put her tongue to work circulating with blinding excitement up and down the base of his dick.
"Suck him, Fran, go to work on him," Patty encouraged.
Fran's head bobbed up and down with great interest, sliding in a passionate rage as her tongue worked up and down over the dog's long, aroused red cock.
The go-go dancer soon aroused him to his absolute limits, at which time she collected a stimulating load of juice for her efforts, which left her bristling with happiness.
"I wonder now if he'd repay the honor and suck my snatch," Fran looked over at Patty and inquired.
"I'm sure he'll do anything you desire. He's very well trained."
"I wonder who trained him."
"I did."
"That's what I figured," she nodded. "That's what makes him so well trained, and so sexy."
"All you've got to do is shake that body again and twist your fingers around in your cunt. That will get him so excited that everything will take care of itself. It'll be a blast."
"Just what I was planning to do."
The fingers began circulating swiftly inside Fran's mound, with the dog immediately picking up on what was happening. His nose picked up the scent, moving down toward her box.
"That's it, touch it, touch it," Fran encouraged.
Mark Antony poked his nose around her aroused slit several times, after which he put his tongue to work sucking with rapid strokes, moving in and out with passion.
"Oh, eat me, eat me," she begged, her body a mass of sensation as it twisted and turned.
And the sucking continued at a spirited clip, driving her close to an explosion. His tongue darted blindly as the pace picked up, until the German shepherd was sucking at full speed.
"Oh, this is it," Fran gasped.
Her body spasmed several times dramatically and the warm juice trickled out of the end of her organ.
"Ah, the pause that refreshes," Fran said.
"I told you he'd give you all you can handle," Patty said with great pride.
"Now there's just one more thing I'd like to happen before I call this afternoon a complete success."
"What's that?"
"I'd like to have him stuff that big prick inside me." To illustrate her point Fran ran her fingers hopefully up and down his stiff joint.
"He's got plenty left in him for that. Just grab him by the cock and guide him close to your cunt," Patty explained. "He's prepared to do that. He's in the know. Just give him half a chance and he'll please you unlike any way you could imagine. Oh, has he ever given my twat a good ride."
"I'll bet he has. Well now I'm gonna give him the chance to give mine the same kind of action."
Patty watched as Fran skillfully worked Mark Antony's still hot organ inside her. She let out a sigh of relief when his cock locked within her and commenced rifling back and forth with spirited movements as the tempo built rapidly.
With piston-like effectiveness he ground the hot cudgel inside her spasming body. Her nest was flowing with juicy passion as he continued propelling his body back and forth and drove his lightning rod with all the strength he could summon.
"Oh, fuck me, baby," she murmured as the tempo continued building, moving quickly toward a final explosion.
The hot juice finally spilled out of the end of Mark Antony's sensation-laden cock, supplying Fran with all the bodily thrills that she could have ever hoped for.
Fran eased his cock out of her vagina with several quick strokes. Then she got up from the bed and walked over to Patty.
"Now I'd like to do something for the beautiful girl who taught this passionate animal all that he knows." She ran her fingers up and down Patty's right leg. Patty settled back and enjoyed the smoothness of her touch. "How about getting into bed with me."
Patty nodded, strutting over toward the bed as Fran watched her hips flounce. Patty lowered her body into bed, readying herself for whatever would come next. She curiously wondered what would be next in the dancer's seemingly endless bag of tricks.
"Excuse me a moment," Fran said, leaving the room.
Patty continued lying on the bed, curiously awaiting further developments. She heard Fran rustling through something, hearing something which approximated the sound of plastic rubbing against something.
Then Patty was shocked to her very skin as Fran came walking proudly back into the room with a plastic, realistic penis-like dildo strapped to her waist.
"This is my big surprise," Fran smiled, pointing toward the huge cock-shaped instrument.
"What are you gonna do with that?"
"What do you think, darling? I'm gonna fuck you with it. Can you think of a better purpose to put it to?"
She marched over to the bed and entered it, stroking the plastic tip of the dildo in the same manner that Patty had seen many men stroking their cocks as a prelude to sex.
Patty had never been fucked in that manner, and was a little apprehensive at the outset. But as she thought it over her fears began to subside. After all, it couldn't be much different than getting fucked by the real thing, she thought. And, in addition, she had enjoyed every stimulating moment of her sex activities with Fran thus far, so she saw no reason to feel any different in that a new act was suddenly being attempted.
Fran pressed her fingers solidly against Patty's fleshy buttocks as she drove her cock into her. Patty closed her eyes and realized that the sensations Fran was conscientiously supplying were very similar to those she had received from a man's cock.
For the next few minutes she was treated to a rousing exhibition of dildo sex by Fran. It capped the afternoon and left Patty's body feeling stiff and sore after the ordeal of all the sex that she had been through.
Patty dressed slowly, then dragged her sore body toward the living room as Fran patted her buttocks gratefully.
"You've given me a lot of thrills today," she said, "and so has that wonderful dog. You can tell Gordon that I'll be giving him a call soon. As for you, I hope you'll drop by again sometime. I just love fucking with you."
"Just maybe I'll do that."
"I hope so."
They kissed at the front door. Then Fran bent down and kissed Mark Antony as well. The dog got up on his hind legs and wagged his tail.
"He's s cute," Fran laughed.
Patty took her canine friend back to the car.
"Well, darling," she said. "I guess we chalked up another success. Maybe such a big success that I'll lose you."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Patty's hunch proved to be correct. Fran was so captivated by Mark Antony and his stiff cock that she immediately made plans to buy him. She was even prepared to meet Gordon's stiff price.
Gordon was delighted at her success, and encouraged her to continue training Sidney.
"He'll bring a nifty price too," Gordon asserted confidently.
In the days immediately following Mark Antony's sale to Fran, Patty found herself drawing ever closer to Gordon, who began confiding more things to her than before.
"I had a wife who loved me once," he told her one morning as they sat in his office and sipped coffee, "but all of a sudden she fell out of love with me, fell in love with another guy, and I was out in the cold. It was pretty depressing for a while out in the cold after that, but pretty soon I snapped back. Before I found myself, though I really hit the skids. I dropped from one of the leading insurance salesmen in the Los Angeles area to a bartender. And I wasn't even a good bartender, to tell you the truth. Sometimes I'd drink up more profits than I'd bring in."
"You were just hurt and confused," Patty had told him soothingly. "You were just finding your way."
"Well, that's kind of you to say."
"How did you get into this business?" Patty asked.
"When the sex revolution reached full swing, I started racking my brain trying to think of ways to make money. I'd read books on the subject of how men accumulated wealth, and I discovered from that that it was the innovators who really made the financial grade, the people who could cash in on something that was popular at the moment."
"And so sex was so popular, you decided to cash in on that?"
"Yeah, that's it," he nodded. "I read an article once about a wealthy woman who admitted to having her dog around for kicks. It was a German shepherd, just like most of the dogs you see around here. Well, I started checking around with people I knew who were in the know, trying to find out how common it was for women to get hung up on their dogs. I found out that it was becoming quite the thing in some circles, particularly with women who liked a good stiff cock without having to put up with the psyche of a man. So here I am, making money selling dogs to women."
They began dating on a regular basis. When Gordon confided his previous marital problems to Patty, she felt a closer rapport with him than she had ever felt before. She had also had heartbreaks in romance, only to rebound, and she was happy that he had been able to do the same.
Perhaps her attitude concerning the faithlessness of men had been too sweeping, she thought, perhaps she had been thinking incorrectly on the matter. Gordon had been as sweet to her as anybody she had ever encountered in her life.
One evening he took her out to a charming restaurant in town, after which they attended a movie together. Several times during the course of the long film, Gordon let his fingers brush against her leg. Tiny tingles of erotic fascination flowed through her body as a result of his stimulating movements.
Following the film he took her for a drive down a country road.
"I like the fresh air," he confided with a grin.
"So do I."
"Oh, you're beautiful," he exclaimed. Then he let his fingers reach over and grab a quick feel of her left breast, squeezing the nipple affectionately. "You're so lovely and I love being with you so much."
He kept on driving for a few minutes more. Every once in a while he would fasten his eyes on Patty. Psychically they could feel themselves drawing ever closer to each other.
"I've just got to take you back to my place and to bed," he told her earnestly. "Are you with me?"
"I'm always with you," she replied, squeezing Gordon's hand inside her own.
They remained almost totally silent during the ride back to his house. The passions continued to mount within both of them. Gordon felt his cock react sharply to the emotional tension of the moment as it accumulated a noticeable itch. As for Patty, she felt a tremendous heat circulating between her legs.
They walked into the house, proceeding directly into the bedroom.
"Would you like something to drink?" Gordon asked thoughtfully as he began taking off his shirt.
"No thank you," she smiled. "I'm fine just the way I am. I want you, that's all."
"Same here. Maybe I've needed a few stiff shots of booze before going to bed with some girls in my life, but not with you, honey. You've got so much voltage that I don't need anything extra to spur me on."
While Gordon continued to undress in the dimly lit room, from which only one tiny table lamp shone, creating just the kind of romantic effect that both of them wanted, Patty quickly began getting out of her dress.
Gordon finished undressing first, then aided Patty as she divested herself of the remainder of her clothes. He walked over toward her slowly and pressed his fingers rigidly against Patty's breasts. Then he let his lips converge against hers.
"Oh, I dig the way you kiss," he sighed.
They lowered their taut, trembling forms downward into the bed with passionate grace. Gordon continued to slip his fingers against her coluptuous breasts as the tempo of their movements built.
"Oh, this skin's so soft, but so tight, I just love it, love it," he sighed.
"Oh, baby, kiss me again, I need it," she begged.
Once more he let his lips plunge fervently against hers. Then he let his tongue enter her mouth. The tongues converged with blazing rapidity and their bodies spasmed from the blazing intensity that they felt with every stroke.
He then moved his fingers over her buttocks, squeezing several times, providing her with sensation.
"I've got to have you, I've just got to," he said.
His fingers reached down to her legs, parting them briskly as he looked with fascination at her vagina.
"Oh, I love this cunt," he said.
Then Gordon let his fingers circulate freely over her mound as her legs flailed with enthusiasm, enjoying his strokes. He kissed her several times on the lips, then moved his tongue down to her box, which he kissed.
"Oh, that I like," she said. "Keep on kissing it, lick it, honey I want your action."
He let his tongue move briskly over her mound with fascination, enjoying the manner in which the action was developing. He liked the carefree ease with which her body briskly moved as his tongue steadily sucked at her box.
"Oh, am I ever gonna give you a bust in the mouth," she told him, gasping with erotic delight.
The diligent efforts continued as her mound became all the more aroused by the spirited tongue pressure he provided. Finally she shot inside his mouth.
"Great, great. Now I wanna ram this prick up your pussy," he exclaimed with determination, fingering his long rod and smiling happily, showing his male prowess.
"I want it in me, go ahead."
"You're so cooperative."
"Yes, around you anyway."
He let out a deep sigh, then lunged his body forward, letting his long dick drive diligently inside her.
"Oh, it feels so great to have that big powerful dick inside my snatch," she sighed, overcome by all that was happening. "Keep drilling me, my dear, keep ramming that peter inside me."
He buried his fingers deeply into her thighs, holding on tightly as he continued drilling the inside of her warm, moist nest, which enjoyed the spirited attention it received.
"Kiss me, kiss me," Patty exclaimed, her lips quivering with sweeping excitement.
Steadfastly he continued savagely drilling her. He let his head drop and then his tongue speedily worked its way inside Patty's mouth as the sparks flew.
The kissing tempo excited both parties that much more, facilitating the intercourse. Patty's buttocks pumped gingerly as Gordon drove his penis with unswerving passion, determined to flood the insides of her vaginal walls.
As Gordon was on the verge of explosion, he released his tongue quickly from Patty's mouth and rocked back and forth several times as the tempo accelerated heading toward the final thrusts.
"Fuck me, stay with me," Patty sighed. "I wouldn't think of stopping now."
"Oh, good, good."
"Hang on, this is it."
She braced herself as he thrust forward powerfully, grunting as he delivered the final few decisive thrusts.
"This is it, ooohhhh, wwwooonnndeerrffulll," he sighed.
"You gave me a good ride."
"Yes, and I'll be giving you plenty more."
"I like your spirit," Patty kissed his cheek.
CHAPTER TWELVE
They lay in bed across from each other, admiring each other's nude body as the passions accelerated.
"I want to suck your asshole," Gordon whispered fervently.
"Go ahead."
"I will, provided you'll do the same for me."
"It's a deal," Patty smiled.
"It's a deal," Patty smiled.
They were having sex for the third time in as many days. It was getting to be a habit, and a glorious one at that, for them to share each other in those soothing hours following dinner.
Their tongues darted with blinding speed as they rotated their bodies in concert, sending stimulating passions through each other stroke for stroke.
It was the prelude leading to the act of sixty-nine, which they were coming to enjoy every bit as enormously as they enjoyed sex in the conventional way.
The more often they shared each other the better they liked it, which made the relationship a unique one, since most of the time, with both Patty and Gordon, except on rare occasions, they tended to become less inspired rather than more so with partners after a succession of sex interludes.
They manipulated their tongues briskly up each other's anus until they realized it was time to switch to sixty-nine festivities.
They went to work fervently sliding their tongues over each other's box as the tempo of the activity launched into dramatic full swing. Stab for stab they matched each other, their hips and buttocks rolling as they drove themselves rapidly toward climax.
Patty and Gordon were hoping for a mutual climax, and drove their bodies forward with great expectancy in that pursuit. Finally the juices flowed as the simultaneous orgasms, became a reality.
"You know, I was just thinking," Gordon exclaimed as he ran his fingers through Patty's hair as they rested following their orgasms.
"What's that, honey?"
"I was thinking of ending this whole rat race."
"What rat race is that?"
"I mean this whole ordeal of buying dogs and having them trained for sex. The whole thing is a big hassle. True, it's brought me a lot of money, maybe more than I'll ever need, but it's nothing that I really wanna stick with."
"What do you have in mind? You're an active man and you need to have something to do, honey," she looked at him seriously.
"I know I do. The first thing I'd like to do, baby, is to marry you," he looked at her, running his fingers now over her face.
"Oh, honey, say that again."
"Okay, I'd like to marry you."
Their lips met. They froze together for the next few seconds. Then Gordon withdrew his lips from hers.
"I've been thinking about this for quite a while, but until I found the right girl and had somebody to share all this with, it just didn't seem worth the effort."
"I'm glad you found that person," she smiled at him.
"So am I. Anyway, I've been thinking of getting a ranch somewhere way far away from here, maybe New Mexico. This time though it'll just be a regular ranch, and one that carries with it a lot fewer pressures than this place here."
"It sounds great. In fact anyplace with you would be great."
"With that kind of spirit we can't help but succeed."
The happiness that had so long eluded Patty in her romantic life had now arrived. Perhaps the route by which she had gained it had been circuitous, but that was of no consequence to her by that point. The only important fact was that it had been achieved and she was proud of that fact.
"Let's celebrate our engagement with a good screw," he patted her on the buttocks.
"Gladly. Shall I spread my legs?"
"No, that's not necessary. I'll spread them for you."
He did just that, taking his fingers and pressing firmly on her legs, moving them apart as his penis inflated with intense desire. He shoved his penis forward, making contact with her mound.
"You're in me, ah, that's great," she gasped.
"Hang on, this is gonna be one ride you'll never forget."
"Oh, yes, yes, fuck me."
"Oh, am I gonna drill you."
"You already are. Oh, the way you're firing that prick. Keep it up, keep it up."
He ran his warm fingers over her breasts as his hard phallus continued pounding inside her relentlessly.
Nobody else counted at that sublime moment except the two of them. They were dedicated toward providing pleasure of the flesh for each other, and with that object in mind Gordon continued resolutely pounding his organ into her.
"Oh, fuck me," she gasped.
"I will, baby, I'm gonna fuck you so many times that you're never gonna be able to keep count," he promised.
