Gail Cooper was just great at minding her own business, busy leading the extremely quiet life of a sedate librarian, when all of a sudden things were altered dramatically.
A woman whose sex life was devoid of any consistent activity of any kind, she developed a burning urge one day for young Frank Lewin, a high school student who consulted her at the library for material pertaining to his term paper assignment.
Gail not only assisted him in locating the material, she took him into her private office on the pretense of quiet research. One thing led to another, and soon she unleashed her internal impulses on the unsuspecting but grateful young man.
Her initial sexual encounter with him soon led her down a wide avenue of opportunity which opened before her very eyes. After she had succumbed to her instincts once, she found that it became considerably easier to repeat her past performance.
Soon she learned to enjoy having sex as often as possible, and with young high school men. Her sexual tastes rapidly expanded to young women as well.
This is a bold and uncompromising account of what happens when a woman throws caution to the wind, and the confusion that ultimately results from her promiscuity.
This tale of love freed from tight bonds concerns the very real and tragic problems of a woman who truly stands a life's crossroads, not knowing which way to turn, dominated by the contrasting dilemmas of either yielding to her hidden passions or holding them in check.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
The longer Frank Lewin stood across the desk from me, the hotter I found myself becoming.
I had been known for a long time as a quiet and sedate girl, but inside me there was a fire smoldering. I yearned to express myself sexually with the right guy. Or guys.
As for Frank, he had a lot going for him. He might have been only sixteen, but sophistication wise and physique wise, he resembled a person a lot older. He had dark wavy black hair, broad shoulders, and bulging biceps that really turned me on.
But at that point there was something else bulging as well. Yes, as you could readily guess, it was situated between his legs. I looked down at his tight fitting corduroy trousers, and observed that bulging cock showing through.
I liked the way it stood out against the outline of his pants. It caused me to get all the more excited. I don't think he was contemplating sex or anything like that, at that early stage of the game. It was just that he was a hot young guy who had a good sized dick on him.
I had noticed it before, but never had I been in as close proximity to it as I was at that moment. It really looked delicious to me.
He had come to me for some advice on a paper he was doing in a history class. He needed some books for research purposes, and he was wondering whether the library had such books in circulation.
I was usually pretty good at providing research for students. I had occupied the research desk of the Third Street Library for the past three years. But with that huge cock hanging so gloriously between his legs, that was my major order of the day, just looking at that.
"I need something about President Andrew Jackson, Miss Cooper," he said very politely.
'After all this time, Frank, I'd appreciate it if you'd call me Gail."
"Okay," he shrugged. "Now it's Gail."
"That's better," I nodded, then continued, "As a matter-of-fact, Frank, I think that I have just the books in mind for you. It's a series called the Age of Jackson by Arthur Schlesinger, Jr."
"Didn't he used to work for President Kennedy?"
"As a matter-of-fact, he did," I nodded. "Wasn't that a little before your time?"
"Yeah, I was just a little runt when all that was going on," he said. But I read something about him in the paper."
"Well, I think that that series will help you quite a bit."
"Very good. Thank you."
"I think I could provide you with some meaningful tips on how to do that paper. History was always one of my best subjects."
"Really!" his eyes lit up. "I wish you could give me some kind of help. I'm really lousy at papers."
"There's no reason why you should be. You're a bright young boy."
"Thank you. But I really would appreciate some help, that is, if it's not putting you out or anything."
"No, it's not at all. As a matter-of-fact, why don't we step into my office right now."
"You're sure you're not too busy or anything?"
"No, I can have Sally take over for me."
I motioned to my young assistant, who was busily stacking books in a corner of the room. Sally nodded, walking briskly toward the desk.
"Yes, Miss Cooper."
"I'd appreciate it if you'd take over for me, Sally," I said. "Just keep an eye on this desk and if any customers come around, wait on them. If you want to, you can go back to stacking the shelves for now."
"Certainly, Miss Cooper."
"Thank you, Sally."
I walked out from behind the desk. My eyes were still hypnotized by the magnificent beauty of that huge cock underneath his trousers.
We walked toward my office. The closer we got to it, the more nervous I became.
I guess I did have a little of the wallflower in me, even though it existed along with another side of me-that of a red hot young woman of twenty-five who was beautifully stacked.
That created quite a dilemma. I was a little shy about letting myself go, yet down deep, that was precisely what I wanted to do.
Now here I was leading this young man into my private office. I kept wondering what I would do when I got inside there.
My natural inclinations were to want to unzip those trousers and pull out that hard dick. I wanted to play with it, suck on it, and eat his hot juices.
The question was, however, would I have the nerve to do something like that? Or should I do something like that? I would be taking quite a risk in taking on a young man right in the privacy of my own office, but maybe that was the route that I should go. It would be one way of removing myself from the wall-flower status that I was unfortunately involved in.
We entered my private office and I closed the door behind us. He did not even notice me locking the door. I did it as a precautionary measure, just in case I had the nerve to go through with what I wanted to do.
"Sit down, Frank," I smiled, pointing toward the chair.
"Thank you," he smiled.
I sat down in a chair across from his. All the while the passions were continuing to accelerate inside.
"Just how do you think I should start out that paper?"
"Frank, do you think I'm attractive?" I quickly changed the subject.
He gave me a puzzled look, taken aback.
"Sure, sure I do," he said. "So do the other guys in school who come in here. As a matter-of-fact, we all agree that you're one of the most beautiful women we have ever seen. You're a whole lot better looking than most of these movie stars that we see on the screen."
"What a nice thing to say," I laughed. "I think maybe you're overdoing it just a little, but I still certainly appreciate it."
I knew down deep that he wasn't overdoing it at all. I have long glistering blonde hair and a creamy complexion, along with a figure of eye-popping dimensions. I stack up at 36-22-36, which is a winner in any league. But I wanted to play it a little on the coy side, particularly since I had solicited the compliment.
"No, you're very beautiful, very beautiful," he said emphatically.
"You're such a sweet young boy."
"But please don't call me a boy," Frank said. "I'm a man. You know, I can even sneak into bars and get a drink."
"You do look very mature. I'm not sure, though, that that's the way you ought to be spending your time."
"Maybe not, but I can do it. I'm a pretty mature guy, and I've had a few affairs too."
"I'll bet you have. I bet the girls in school think a lot of you."
"I do okay."
"I'll just bet you do."
Now my heart was pulsating rapidly. The longer I looked down at that hard prick, the more eager I became. I decided to take a bold step forward. A bold step, but not quite bold enough.
I reached out and touched his right hand, running my fingers over it.
His body tensed immediately and he looked up at me. Our eyes met. When his dark eyes collided with my baby blues, you had smoldering impact.
"You've got eyes that knock a guy out," he gulped.
"You're not so bad yourself," I said. "You're so beautiful."
"Kiss me, darling," I whispered, leaning my head forward invitingly.
"Do you think we ought to go this far?"
"How are we going to stop now," I panted. "I know we're taking a chance, but that's what life's all about. My regret, honey, is that I haven't taken more earlier."
"I've taken a few, I was just concerned about you."
"Don't be. I want it from you. I want some good loving from you. Lean over and kiss me."
Just to make matters all the more enticing for him, I flipped my body forward. My boobs jutted out magnificently, all 36 solid inches of them.
He got the message. He gulped hard, then pushed his head forward. Soon those trembling lips of his were even with mine.
"That's it, press those lips against mine," I encouraged.
"Oh, honey, you're too much."
"Just kiss me baby, that's all I ask."
His trembling lips reached mine. They exploded together. With stirring impact they remained zealously locked for the next few seconds.
As his lips remained pressed eagerly against mine, he reached out and threw his arms around my body. His arms pressed ever so eagerly, engulfing me.
I loved being dominated by his strong body. Now my heart was pounding more eagerly than ever.
He finally broke our lengthy lip kiss, leaving me panting.
"I've got to get inside your mouth," he exclaimed.
"French me, darling, I want it, I need it," I begged.
"Are you ever horny."
"I am, I'm horny for you."
Now his tongue was working its way feverishly inside my mouth. Our tongues collided, creating a bathing, sensuous trail of saliva.
Back and forth our tongues slid, as we provided glorious friction for each other.
We were reducing ourselves to sweaty, panting engines of combustible energy. The excitement continued to generate, the longer that our tongues slid around each other.
All the while his fingers were pressing against the small of my back. He liked the idea of dominating me and I loved the idea of being dominated by him.
When he finally released his tongue from my mouth, my entire body was hanging limp. I had to go farther. I had to go all the way with this beautiful young man.
Now I was willing to take that big step forward, the one I had been hesitant about taking earlier. I reached down with my right hand. My fingers were trembling with expectation and I let them make contact with his zipper.
"Are you going to unzip me?" he smiled. His eyes were alive with excitement.
"Do you want it?"
"Very much."
"That's good, because so do I."
"You sure turned bold all of a sudden."
"Looking at that hard cock of yours is enough to make any red-blooded girl turn bold."
"I'm glad you like it."
"I don't like it, I love it."
"I love that beautiful body of yours, and I have for a long time. I just haven't wanted to say anything about it."
"I wish you had spoken up earlier."
"So do I."
"But that's all right. We're going to make up for lost time fast."
"Yes, I'm sure we will."
I pulled down resolutely on his zipper. It kept on moving downward, exposing more of him.
I could see those shorts underneath, and just beyond that I could see that hard bulging prick.
"I've just got to play with this," I said, after I finished unzipping him.
"Reach in there and touch it."
"I will. Oh, does that ever look gorgeous."
"It's hard and excited for you."
"Yes, and I intend to do something about it."
I reached inside his shorts and began tugging up and down on his huge prick.
I pumped eagerly at it with my right hand, causing him to smile with great delight. . "Oh, work those fingers around that dick," he said. "I love it, I love that action you're supplying me, it's great, honey, keep on fingering me, keep on fingering this dick. Oh, are you ever warming me up."
I let my fingers move with uninhibited excitement up and down the base of that huge cock.
The longer I kept it up, the hotter I got him and the hotter I got myself. I knew that it would only be a matter of time before I would have to go all the way with him, to start sucking on that huge stick of his.
I hadn't sucked that many cocks in my life and I had always been a little reluctant about doing it. But somehow, this young man was turning me on to such an extent, that I was leaving all the old shop-worn inhibitions behind.
Now I was becoming a member of the do-it-like-it-is generation, and I was already beginning to feel better about things.
"Play with those balls, honey, don't leave them out of the act," he said.
"I'm sorry. I was leaving out those cute little testicles."
"They're bulging with excitement, baby. When you move those fingers up and down on my cock, my balls get awfully hot too."
"I'll just bet they do. Sure, I'm going to do exactly what you want me to do."
"Good. Play with my balls with one hand, and play with my dick with the other. That'll really get me hot."
"I aim to please you, baby."
"That's just what I like to hear from somebody like you. Go to it, honey, you're all sex appeal."
"I think that's the nicest thing anybody has ever said to me," I laughed.
I went to work zealously doing my best to please him in every way.
Up and down I worked my fingers over his searing rod. Fingers of one hand moved zealously over his prick, while the fingers of the other worked enchantingly over his balls.
I soon had him so hot that he was just about ready to gush.
"Oh. you're really moving those fingers now," he said. "Those balls of mine are inflating, they're inflating damned fast. I'm about ready to shoot, I'm about ready to shoot off my rocks."
"Yon want me to stop?"
"You'd better. You'd better move onto something else. Could you suck it?"
"I'd love to. That's what I've been building up to."
"I was hoping you'd say that."
"That's a beautiful cock you've got. Yes, I want to suck it, honey. I really do."
"Go down on me, baby, suck that dick."
"I will," I smiled.
CHAPTER TWO
"Yes, that's the action, get down there on your knees," he said enthusiastically.
I had voluntarily thrown myself down on my knees. He spread his legs comfortably, giving me a good view of his huge cock and his balls.
I got down on my knees, positioning myself between his legs.
I reached out and tugged back and forth on his huge rod several more times, just to get him in the mood once more.
"Suck it, honey, go down on me and suck me, I can't take much more," he said.
"Consider it done."
"Do me, go down on me, eat out my juice."
"That sounds so great. I want to taste you, baby."
"Oh, honey, suck me."
I reached down and slipped my tongue up and down the base of his huge dick.
I slid my tongue over his prick with great enthusiasm. I started out by controlling my efforts, working at a slow but methodical clip. But soon I was sucking to the very ultimate of my ability.
I was sucking rapidly, moving that tongue with vigorous excitement over his lengthy cock.
He was swelling with excitement. His prick bulged out at me, as my tongue manipulated itself skillfully over every crevice of hot flesh.
His body was trembling with excitement as he sat there. His legs were moving back and forth and he was panting with great enthusiasm.
"Oh, my God, I'm burning up all over," he quivered, "Oh, am I ever itching down there, my cock's itching, my balls are itching, oh, it's just too much, I'm alive, I'm excited, oh, what a suck, keep up the sucking, I love it, I love you, oh, baby."
I was enjoying the kind of a response I was receiving from him. He was a beautiful young guy, and his prick was absolutely overpowering.
I was glad that I had been tempted by it to the point of going, this far. I was letting myself go and was thoroughly enjoying it.
My entire body felt alive. I felt years younger. I was a high school girl all over again.
"Keep up the sucking, oh, it's delicious, it's great, I'm going to juice in your mouth," he told me. "Just toy with those balls too, baby, never leave them out. There's a lot of sensuality down there. I really love that kind of action. Run your fingers over them. That's what I want. That's the kind of action I want. Run your fingers over my balls, honey, while you're sucking my dick. Please do that for me. I really love that. Play with those until I shoot."
With urgings like those, what could I do but follow suit? I did exactly what he wanted me to do. I moved my tongue briskly up and down his long, bloated organ. And as I was sucking him, I allowed the fingers of my right hand to dig in and toy with his hot balls.
My fingers worked searchingly over those magnificent folds of flesh. I was enchanted at the prospect of touching his testicles.
As I played with his balls in addition to sucking his cock, he grew even more excited at what was going on. His whole body was coming unglued from my exciting movements.
"Now you're right on, baby, now you're doing the job," he said. "Keep up the sucking, keep it up, baby, I'll be shooting real fast. It's not going to take much more to get me to shoot off my rocks."
Back and forth my tongue continued to slide. I was a woman possessed. I was possessed by the beauty of that hot dick. I was more eager to eat him than ever.
As I got him closer to the big moment of explosion and as my fingers continued to tickle his balls, I felt the hot salty taste of a few droplets of cum shooting out of the end of his hot cock.
I realized that that was only the prelude, the lull before the storm. I wanted to experience that storm, to eat every drop of that hot pecker liquid as it bolted out of the end of his spear.
"This is just the beginning, baby, I'm just getting ready to unload inside you," he said excitedly, "Just keep on sucking my pecker, just keep licking my dick, just keep it up and you're going to get yourself a mouthful of hot juice. Keep on sucking me, baby, I love it, I love your suck, I love the way you're playing with my balls, oh, baby, you're too much."
Back and forth my exhilarating tongue kept on working at an enthusiastic pace.
In response to my movements, his body was twisting and turning more noticeably than ever as he sat in his seat.
"Just a few more sucks, just a few more, suck me a few more times and I'll be there," he said. "Keep playing with those balls, keep it up, I love it, I love every bit of it."
Now I was tugging more eagerly than ever on his balls, continuing to suck in sweeping up and down movements over his hot dick.
"This is it, I'm there, I can't hold it back anymore," he said.
I braced myself for the big explosion that I knew would be coming. I could tell from the way that his body had been quivering throughout the act that he was capable of unloading a hot thick load of juice inside my mouth.
He would emit a thick healthy load, and I was eagerly awaiting it.
"Oh, that's it, here it comes, oh, I'm bolting, I'm shooting," he announced, "Oh, oh, oh, suck out every drop, eat it all, eat it raw, eat my dick, eat my hot pecker juice."
I braced myself and caught that hot avalanche of white gism which was shooting voluminously inside my mouth.
The hot sea of sperm kept shooting rapidly inside me. I was eager to suck out every hot drop.
Through great determination, I was able to gobble down every hot drop of it.
I felt every good about the whole thing. I had achieved exactly what I had wanted, but I was not satisfied by any matter of means.
Down between my legs there was a storm brewing. My pussy needed attention and it needed it fast.
I removed my tongue from his cock after gulping down the last few hot drops of juice.
"You were wonderful, my dear," I said.
"So were you, baby," he smiled. "I've never had a cock suck that good in my entire life. I'm leveling with you. That's the best I've ever had it."
"You don't know how good that makes me feel to hear you say that."
"It happens to be the truth. It was a great suck."
"How would you like it if I did something else that was very bold."
"I'd love to have you do something very bold.
Just what are you considering?"
"I'm thinking about taking my clothes off."
"Right here and now?"
"Why not?"
"That would be fantastic. I'd love to see that beautiful body of yours nude. I've dreamed about what it would be like."
"You're kidding."
"No, not at all," he shook his head emphatically.
"You've really thought about what I would be like naked?"
"Men think about that anytime they see a girl with a beautiful body. It's nothing that unusual. With you, since you've got such a gorgeous body, I couldn't help but thing about that. Sure, I've thought about what you would be like without any clothes on."
"I guess you'd look forward to something like that with great interest, wouldn't you?"
"You bet I would."
"Then I'll just have to please you."
"Oh, honey, you've already pleased me."
"But I can always please you some more."
"You certainly can."
I raised my body quickly from the floor. I had been spending the last few minutes faithfully on my knees, sucking his dick.
Now I was standing on my feet. I pushed my body outward sexily, letting my tits show.
"Damned, you're getting me horny all over again," Frank laughed, pointing down toward his cock. It appeared as if it had hardly even gone down.
"That's good to hear."
I started with my blouse, wiggling out of it with several brisk movements.
I unbuttoned it impatiently, my fingers trembling with great expectancy. All of a sudden I was becoming an exhibitionist. I wanted him to see me naked. I had a beautiful body, and I wanted to share it with him.
"Get the blouse off, I want to see those tits," he laughed.
All I had to do was look over at that innocent but experienced face of his. His eyes were dancing with great joy. He was eager to see me totally nude, and I was more than willing to supply his every request.
"Okay, here comes the blouse," I chuckled.
I finished unbuttoning it, then slipped it off of me. Now he got a good look at my breasts. The only thing that separated them from total nudity was the bra that I wore.
"Now I guess I'll have to take off my bra," I winked.
"Do it, baby, I'm getting hornier every second."
"That's a good healthy sign."
"Yeah, it proves I'm human."
"You're very human, darling, especially when it comes to juicing."
"You liked that load?"
"It was a real winner."
I undid my bra strap quickly, throwing my bra casually to the floor.
I don't know what got into me, but the more that I peeled for him, the more I let myself go, the more liberated I was inclined to feel.
Now I was letting my naked tits thrust out proudly and he was enjoying it.
"Damned but you've got a beautiful set of knockers," he said. "I'm glad I've got the opportunity to see them fully exposed."
"I'm going to give you the chance to do more than just look at them."
"That's good. I want to play with them, I want to suck them."
"You're getting me horny with that kind of talk."
"That's good. I'm happy to get you horny."
"Do you want me to keep on undressing?"
"I certainly do."
"I figured you'd say that."
By that time I was like a spoiled little kid. I was getting a lot of attention and enjoying every bit of it.
I guess that is what happens when a hot young gal like myself keeps her burning inner desires locked within her soul for too long.
Now I was suddenly bursting forth, and I liked the new me that was emerging.
I went to work on my skirt with great eagerness. I slid my fingers down the zipper. It made me think of the enthusiasm with which I had unzipped Frank's trousers.
He was leaning forward with great expectancy, watching me closely, analyzing every step in an extra careful fashion.
I quickly finished unzipping my skirt. I wiggled out of it. As my legs kicked free, and he got a good look at them, he gulped.
"Damned but those are nice legs," he said.
I looked down at them. They really were pretty nice. They were trim and firm, very long and lovely, and I was happy at this point that I had as much to offer him as I did. That made it all the more enticing. Since it was so easy for him to get turned on by me, it was easier for me, in turn, to get my kicks.
Now all I had on were my panties.
"Would you let me finish the job?" he jumped to his feet and smiled.
"I don't have any idea what you mean," I grinned.
"I'll bet you don't."
He had an extremely hungry look in his eyes, as he walked slowly toward me. He never looked sexier.
I looked down at that throbbing cock. It was every bit as huge and exciting as it had been before it shot.
CHAPTER THREE
"I've got to pull off those panties," Frank panted hotly.
"You really are turned on all over again."
"Not all over again. I never stopped being turned off."
"You sure shot a lot of juice, but I guess that didn't do it."
"No it didn't. It only got me hotter. Now I'm even more steamed up. That was a warm-up session."
"You're a man of enormous energies," I laughed.
"Yes I am, when it comes to fucking with a groovy broad like you."
"Go ahead and pull off those panties," I smiled approvingly.
He reached out and grabbed ahold of the elastic at the waist, which held my panties together.
"Yes, I've got to pull them off," he sighed.
"Oh, darling, you're turning me on."
"That's good. That's what I want to do. When I look down at these nice silky panties, I think about how nice it's going to be to slip them down your legs and take them off."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
"I'm really enjoying this," he laughed. "This is quite a ceremony, taking your panties off. After that, I'm going to be able to see your nice pussy. I'll bet you've got a beautiful little snatch on you."
"You're going to be seeing it soon, just like you say."
"Oh, you're so damned gorgeous."
He slipped his fingers around the elastic. He allowed the elastic to snap against my stomach several times.
"That really turns me on, playing with those panties that way," he chuckled.
"It's turning me on so much that you're going to get me all wet just while you're having fun."
"It's nice to get you a little wet, but I want my tongue to be in the way when you orgasm."
"You really are a determined guy."
"You really are a very sexy chick, and I'll bet your cunt would make very nice eating stuff."
"Maybe I'll give you the chance to find out, if you're a good boy," I laughed.
I dropped my right hand and let it run though his long wavy hair. It really turned me on to make that kind of contact with him.
"That feels pretty good," he said.
"It feels pretty good with your fingers around the elastic of my panties too. It's so intimate."
"I know it is. I've got to French you one more time before I go into the actual ceremony."
"Go right ahead. I'm perfectly willing."
He continued to allow his fingers to hold onto the elastic around my panties. As the fingers were firmly emplaced, he thrust his lips forward and allowed them to plunge eagerly against mine.
Our lips met with thundering passion. He then allowed his tongue to slip inside my mouth. The tongues wound against each other with great excitement. They slid eagerly around each other. I loved having my tongue wrapped around his. It was so wonderfully intimate.
The tongues slid around each other uninhibitedly for the next few seconds. After that he finally withdrew his tongue from my mouth.
"That was fantastic, why did you stop?" I asked, my body trembling with vibrations of passionate love from the sexy French kiss he had provided.
"Because, I was about ready to shoot off my cock again," he laughed.
"You really are an oversexed character."
"You wouldn't like me as well as you do if I weren't."
"That's true, that's very true," I nodded. Now his fingers were clamping around my panties more tightly than before.
"Now I'm going to slide them down," he laughed.
"Oh, darling, I can hardly wait."
He reached out and dropped the silky panties down my legs. He dropped his body as his fingers worked downward skillfully.
As he dropped them down to the point of my thighs, he stopped long enough to wrap his right hand around my thigh. He squeezed it gingerly, smiling with great enthusiasm.
He then continued his exploits, sliding those panties down my legs further. He got the panties down all the way to my ankles, then decided it was time to reach out and have a look at my cunt.
"Oh, that really looks delicious," he said, as he stared at my moist mound. It had become moist from the excitement generated from sucking him and kissing him.
"I've just got to touch this pretty little pussy."
"Go right ahead, darling."
"Oh, honey, I love your cunt. I love that glistening golden pussy hair. I love those red vagina lips. I can hardly wait to suck you."
He reached out and allowed the tips of his fingers to toy with my red mound.
My entire body vibrated to his every touch. My heart throbbed with passionate anxiety as he continued fingering around my snatch.
"Oh, I love it," I sighed, "Keep up that finger work. Oh, you're driving me out of my mind."
He toyed with my nest for the next few seconds. After that he swiftly terminated his activities.
He let his fingers move back down to my panties. He finished the job of taking them off. I accommodated him by stepping out of them.
He was crouched down near the floor. He looked at me once more, staring at my long, trim legs, and at my inviting, moist snatch.
"Boy is that ever beautiful scenery," he said. "I've just got to eat you now, baby, I've just got to slip that tongue of mine inside your cunt."
"Oh, honey, you talk so damned sexy."
"There's no other way I can talk around somebody like you," he said. .
He straightened his body quickly with great urgency. Now he was on his feet, looking into my eyes. Every time those dark eyes of his shot in my direction, I got all the more excited.
He leaned over and kissed my lips. As he did he let the fingers of both hands work their way around my breasts.
It felt good to have those strong fingers of his prying their way around my knobs.
"Oh, what tits, they're so firm and nice," he said after breaking the kiss. "Let's go over there on that rug and fuck."
He took me by the hand and led me over to the green throw rug near the closet. He glided my body downward, grabbing me by my ass cheeks.
"These are the cheeks I love to squeeze," he laughed.
Frank illustrated his point by squeezing my buttocks. They were both firm and tender, and it felt good to have him squeeze them.
He glided my body downward. He wound up on top of me.
Frank continued squeezing my breasts. He toyed with my nipples, letting his finger tips move over them with great speed.
"Oh, these tits, I've got to suck them," he sighed.
"Put your tongue on them, baby, I want you to," I sighed passionately.
"Oh, darling, what tits, what beautiful tits, what an ass you've got, what tits you've got, what a cunt you've got," he exclaimed.
He buried his head between my breasts. He licked up and down inside the shadowy valley that separated them.
The longer he licked, the more rapidly my entire body vibrated. I was twisting and turning with great lustful excitement, as his tongue continued to move sweepingly over my shadowy valley.
He quickly shifted his tongue movements to my left breast. He slipped his tongue up and down, then back and forth, working it at a speedy level, enjoying every hot pulsating movement.
He was breathing hotly as he stepped up the pace, continuing to suck at a speedy level. All the while my sweaty body was trembling with urgency.
Down there between my legs things were really getting hot. I could feel a hot orgasm coming on, and I knew that it wasn't that far removed from the present.
I watched as he supplied me with a saliva bath. His tongue splashed over my breasts and nipples. He allowed his teeth to nibble excitedly over my nipples.
"Oh, that's great, keep on sucking me," I said.
That tongue remained in vigorous circulation as it swept its way passionately over my tits and nipples. When he got so turned on that he had to complement his movements with some finger action as well, he dropped the fingers of his right hand down between my legs.
He toyed with my hot snatch. He moved his fingers around with diligent enthusiasm. Back and forth he moved them, as he continued to exercise his tongue with sweeping passion over my flaming tits.
"Oh, baby, you're going to have to suck me, I'm getting hot down there, I'm going to explode down there," I told him passionately. "Get down there and suck me, I need it, I want it, I've got to have it."
He quickly withdrew his tongue from my tits.
"I know you're hot, honey, and I aim to please you," he said with determination. "I want to suck your snatch. I've just been leading up to it."
"Then get your fingers off of it and your tongue on it," I said impatiently.
"Wow, you must be close."
"Very close, baby. I need your suck."
"Oh, darling, let's go to it."
I watched with great excitement as he dropped his head down between my legs.
He parted my legs ever so gently with his fingers, then allowed his tongue to go to work, inside my asshole.
He surprised me. I thought that he would immediately go to work on my flaming snatch, but he was going to give me all the sensation he could before getting around to that.
"Oh, does that ever feel good," I said, "What a hot tongue you've got, keep it sliding inside my ass, oh, I love the asshole stroking, baby, it's superb, I love your tongue work."
He slipped that tongue high inside my ass crack. He was letting it move at a blistering clip, high into my anus.
All the while my body was twisting and turning with mounting excitement, enjoying every superb stroke which he put forward with that flaming tongue of his.
"You're driving me insane," I said.
As my body continued to twist, his tongue efforts became all the more rapid. He kept stabbing me deep inside my asshole with that flaming tongue.
"Oh, I'm just about to shoot, please switch to my cunt, my mound needs it, baby, it really needs it," I sighed anxiously.
He went to work on my mound. He allowed his flaming wet red tongue to flip inside my dewy cuntal petals.
"Oh, are you ever massaging my snatch, my cunt's alive with excitement," I said.
My declaration pleased him no end. I observed the little smile forming at his lips as his tongue continued to work at a swift clip over my flaming box.
"Oh, I love it, the way you're moving that tongue," I said, "You were made" to please me, you were made to suck me, oh, what a suck, what a fantastic suck, I love it, love it, keep it up, keep it up, that's it, now you're going faster, faster, oh, you're fantastic."
My ass was slipping back and forth, meeting his hot thrusting tongue strokes.
He thrust the forefinger of his right hand inside my ass at that point.
He goosed my asshole, moving that finger around, pushing it ever higher inside my rectum.
"Oh, you don't know when to stop, you just keep turning me on," I said, elated over the new turn of events.
Now he was moving that tongue around more rapidly than before, letting it dance with uninhibited grace over my box. As he slipped that tongue around my snatch, he kept allowing that finger to thrust high inside my asshole.
Those darting movements which he beautifully coordinated had my body dancing with glee. Now I was sweating even more profusely than I had been earlier, and my breathing had been reduced to nothing more than seething, sensual gasps.
His tongue was probing inside the innermost depths of my hot pussy, which was moist from all the accumulative excitement he had provided for me.
But the best was yet to come! I would soon be shooting off my box inside his mouth.
The tongue drilling was continuing at a frantic pace. He then decided to try something new, something that he had not employed up to that point.
He turned his efforts to nibbling on my clitoris. All it took were a few nibbles and I was about ready to shoot through the ceiling.
"Oh, you're too much, you're too much," I gasped.
My ass cheeks were twisting and turning, and as they twisted, he kept on shoving that finger high into my rectum. He had me practically turning somersaults for him.
He could tell from the way that I was panting, that I was very close to shooting my juices.
He ceased his nibbling movements abruptly, going back to his sucking efforts.
"Keep up that sucking, I'm just about there, darling, I'm just about ready to shoot," I said. "Keep up the work, keep sucking me, baby, oh, you're too much, you're too much of a fuck, you're too much of a great fuck, oh, honey, you're fantastic."
That burning tongue continued to push around inside my flaming box.
My entire body was overwhelmed with the passion which he was supplying for me.
Now my legs were kicking frantically in the air as I reached the final pre-orgasmic stages.
"Suck my twat, eat me out, eat my pussy juice," I exclaimed loudly.
He kept on shoving that finger around inside my asshole, which only served to excite me all the more.
I finally shot my juices off inside his mouth, letting out a lengthy sigh as I expelled the juices.
"Darling, you leave me limp," I sighed, after it was all over.
"All I did was suck you and finger fuck you at the same time."
"That's plenty enough, baby. Oh, did you ever get me excited."
"Well you got me excited," he said, looking down at his hard cock. "Just look at the size of this thing."
He reached out and grabbed hold of his prick. He moved his fingers up and down it several, times, just to let me get the idea.
"It's a beautiful cock," I said.
"I've just got to get it off. I've got to fuck you," he said, running his fingers affectionately through my hair.
"Oh, darling, I just can't get enough of you," I said.
"All you've got to do is look at this dick," he smiled. "That ought to tell you that I can't get enough of you either."
CHAPTER FOUR
Now it was Frank who was panting heavily as he ran his fingers over my breasts.
"Nothing like running my fingers over your tits to get me good and steamed up," he said.
"Oh, I love the way you're clasping them around me. Keep it up."
"I will. It will make for some quick excitement while I'm getting set to fuck you."
"It's a magnificent warm-up."
"Oh, it certainly is."
He kept on running those fingers around my breasts. He then let his right hand drop to my stomach, which he fondled.
"You've even got a beautiful stomach," he said.
"But right now something tells me you're more interested in my cunt."
"Just take a look at the size of this cock. That ought to tell the story."
"I guess that's true. A hard dick never lies, does it?"
"No it doesn't. Oh, is this thing ever hard for you."
"Come on and shove it inside my mound. I want to be fucked by you, I want to go all the way with you, I want your huge long pole sliding around inside my pussy."
"Oh, am I ever going to love shoving it into you," he said.
"Let's not put it off any longer. I need you right now."
"You're the one who's getting impatient," he laughed. "Considering the fact that I'm the one with the hardon, it ought to be the ether way around."
"You're impatient. All you've got to do is look down at that cock and you'll discover just how impatient you are."
"You know, you're right. I am very impatient. I'm impatient for contact with that hot snatch of yours. I've just got to fuck you, darling, I've got to fuck you good. I've got to shoot my hot gism off inside your snatch."
"Move that prick of yours around inside it."
"Oh, I love this box," he said, as he slipped the fingers of his right hand inside my moist mound. "I love these glistening golden hairs. I love your gold cunt hairs, I love your pussy, I love you."
"Oh, please kiss me."
He slid his lips against mine. They met with savage excitement for several seconds, after which he abruptly released his lips from mine.
"Now I've got to get inside that cunt of yours," he said.
"Oh, I want you in there, please, fuck me, fuck me, I need it."
"Boy but you're getting horny."
"I'm getting used to your fucks, and I really love it."
"It's great to let yourself go, isn't it?"
"It certainly is."
"And I was always hearing these things about you being cold. I was always hearing about you not going out with anybody."
"Some of it's true unfortunately, my dear," I admitted. "But all that's in the past. Now that I've let myself go, I really love it. This is the new me, baby, that's what you're seeing."
"And that's what I'm fucking."
"You bet your sweet little ass."
"Speaking of asses, I'll bet you're a great piece of ass. I sure loved moving that finger of mine around inside your asshole."
"Why don't you do it again?"
"Oh, should I do it now?"
"Why not?"
"Oh, darling, this is fantastic. I really love doing it with you."
I felt that hot stabbing finger move its way inside my asshole again.
He kept circulating it around inside my anus. I got so hot that once more my legs began to tremble.
Pretty soon they began kicking up and down. I was getting excited as he continued to stab relentlessly inside my asshole.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, go to it, baby, fuck me, fuck my cunt, ram that cock inside me," I said. "Fuck me, darling, I want you in me, I want you exploding inside me, I want your hot juices inside my snatch."
He released his finger from my asshole. He shoved his hot searing rod inside my snatch.
"Oh, you've entered me, you're in me, you're in me," I said exultingly.
Back and forth that hot prick of his stabbed inside my mound. He tore into me relentlessly, devouring me with great excitement, sending that stabbing spear into me with savage intensity.
My hips and legs kicked back and forth, matching his forward movements as he kept on fucking me.
He never broke stride. Once he got rolling, there was no turning him back. He blistered me, driving that hot stabbing cock high inside my mound.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, send that hot spear inside me, I love that dick, keep fucking me, shoot your hot juices in me, fuck it, fuck my cunt, stab it in me, stab that hot pecker inside me," I begged.
Now I was completely his, and I was proud of it! I loved receiving those jolting stabs from his hot prick.
His sweaty body continued grinding into high gear as he stabbed me relentlessly. His fingers reached around my hot ass cheeks. He clutched them ever so eagerly as his rod continued to stab eagerly inside my mound.
He was driving me to my very depths of passion. I could hardly take it, it was so fantastic, getting those hot brilliant stabs from his well-trained pecker.
It was quite obvious that he had fucked a lot of girls. He knew just how to wield that devastating instrument that he possessed between his legs.
He kept on stabbing me with relentless zeal, pushing back and forth, grinding inside me, beating a steady tune inside my mound.
His prick fit in there ever so tightly, surging as his body kept rocking back and forth.
"Oh, what a fuck you are, I love fucking you," he said, "I'm going to shoot off my juices in you very soon. I love this fucking, I love your cunt, I love stabbing inside you."
Back and forth that hot stick of his continued to slide. He was storing up that warm cock juice, getting ready to explode it inside my mound.
Now my entire body was aflame with passionate excitement. My legs were kicking back and forth eagerly as he kept on sliding that stabbing spear deep inside me.
"Just keep it up, I love it, I love your fuck, baby, just keep on fucking me," I said.
My legs were kicking every which way now as his searing movements continued.
I could tell from the way that he was panting that it would not be long before he would shoot off his rocks. He could hardly hold back the flood tide inside him, as he kept on directing those well-timed stabs inside my mound.
Back and forth he was letting that prick manipulate inside me. And I was eagerly awaiting every stab, enjoying it as I had never enjoyed anything else before in my entire life.
He had a brutal, pulverizing way of sending that big dick inside me. But the more he did it, the more I liked it.
"Oh, I can't take much more, shoot that juice off, I'm ready to explode," I said.
"Darling, you're a great fuck, you're so nice and tight, it's just great sending this spear inside you," he said.
While he continued rocking back and forth, driving his searing organ inside my mound, those fingers of his continued clasping tightly around my ass cheeks.
But that was not all. Now he was getting eager to do something else.
"I've just got to kiss you," he exclaimed.
"Go right ahead."
"Oh, honey, you're so willing."
"You're such a good fuck."
"I can't stop when I'm with you."
"There's no need to stop. It's too wonderful."
"Oh, yes, yes, yes."
His lips plunged against mine once more. His tongue again found its way inside my mouth.
Our tongues collided, while that prick of his continued to rock back and forth, delivering punishing rapier stabs inside my mound.
Now his fingers were gripping my ass cheeks more tightly than before. I could tell from the enthusiasm he was exhibiting that he could not take it for much longer. Pretty soon he would be letting that hot prick explode inside my snatch.
He finally released his tongue from my mouth.
"Hang on, baby, because I'm going to explode inside you," he said.
"I want your juices, I want your hot cum, I want you to fuck me until you shoot inside me."
"Oh, I will, I will, I'll give you my precious juices," he said.
He heaved a deep sigh, then went into the home stretch. He drove that tool into me, devastating me with every thrusting, punching effort.
"Oh, you're really in gear now, baby, keep on fucking me, keep stabbing me with that prick," I said.
"Just hang on, honey, because I'm ready to shoot," he said.
"Oh, do it, do it, this is a happening, baby, a real happening."
"Oh, yes, yes."
Once more those lips plunged against mine. He was rocking back and forth in the final stages of the fuck.
He heaved a deep sigh, letting his lips continue to rock against mine as the stored-up hot white juice bolted out of the end of his flaming stick and into my receptive pussy.
"Oh, oh, you're in me, you're in me, I'm shooting too," I exclaimed, "Oh, we're both shooting, we did it together, together, together, an on-target orgasm."
"Oh I love you, I can't do that very often," he admitted, "I don't strike up that good a rapport with most gals, we don't have that good a sense of timing. But we did it, we did it, we orgasmed at the same time."
He stretched out next to me on the rug. We were both sweaty and tired from all our efforts.
"You really opened my eyes today, darling," I leaned over and kissed his cheek tenderly. "I was going nowhere until I broke down and yielded to my own impulses. Am I ever happy that I did."
"That makes two of us," he laughed.
I put my clothes back on slowly. He zipped his trousers back up and smiled, watching me as I dressed.
"You know something, I don't even feel like thinking about that term paper now," he laughed.
"No, I guess everything takes second place to a good fuck."
"That's right."
"It took me a long time to admit that, but it's the truth."
He got up from the rug after I had finished dressing. He walked over toward me, a contented smile on his lips.
"Now I feel relaxed," he said, as he stood inches from me. "Thanks to you, these hot rocks got a chance to ignite."
"So you're able to take things in stride for awhile."
"Yes, until I get hot again."
"That shouldn't happen for at least a half an hour," I laughed.
"Would you believe twenty minutes?"
We shared a laugh.
"I do love you," he said.
He proved his point by throwing his arms around me and kissing my lips.
"I guess I'd better be getting back out there," I said, promptly breaking that kiss. "I'd like to continue it longer, but I do have my job to take care of. I'm sure that poor Sally is beginning to wonder now just what happened to me."
"She probably thinks that we had a good fuck," he smiled.
"I certainly hope not," I said. "I don't want her to be thinking that."
"Well, we did have a great fuck, didn't we?"
"It couldn't have been any better."
I let him leave first. A few minutes after he made his exit from the library, I walked out and took over for Sally behind the desk.
I felt like a new woman. I had allowed my long stored-up impulses an opportunity for outlet and was extremely happy that I had done so.
The rest of the afternoon I kept thinking about handsome Frank. I thought about that huge cock of his and how much fun I had had with it.
It made me feel good to know that I had a beautiful, appealing body that men liked to fuck with. Up until that time, it had embarrassed me. I had looked upon it as something dirty.
But the times were rapidly changing. I no longer saw things in that distorted light. I would now recognize myself for what I was, an extremely sexy, attractive young woman.
Frank was a hot young stud, and I realized that that was what I needed. I needed a hot, uninhibited man to provide me with passionate excitement.
Frank had more than filled the bill and I wondered where I would go in my sex life from there.
I knew one thing for certain. I was not about to stop at that point.
CHAPTER FIVE
The day following my sex escapade with Frank Lewin things went boringly.
There seemed to be nothing happening at the library. Most of the customers I waited on were little old ladies. I kept hoping that Frank would come back in, but he didn't.
I wasn't surprised that he didn't show up the second day in a row. After all, he was a very busy young man, what with all of his school activities and extracurricular activities.
I went home and started reminiscing about our experiences of the day before. I kept envisioning that hot dick in front of me. I kept thinking of it stabbing inside my pussy.
My dog, Ben, a magnificent German shepherd, was there to keep me company. Things were getting kind of lonely in that apartment after I had my dinner and after I had filled Ben's plate with dog food. I thereupon decided to have something to drink.
I turned on my radio to a soft, rhapsodic FM station. I listened to the music while I sipped wine. I generally kept the wine around for special occasions and was not really that much of a drinker. But as far as I was concerned, this was a special occasion. I was a little lonely and I was wishing for a long, hard dick.
I thought about Frank and wished that I had total access to him. I realized that that would be impossible. Even if I had possessed such an opportunity, I realized it would be a foolish thing to ever cash in on it.
As I had my third glass of wine and listened to the music, reclining on the sofa, I began getting so hot that I didn't know what to do.
The next thing I knew I was taking off my blouse, then my bra. I decided to get nice and comfortable on the sofa.
By the time I finished taking off my clothes, I had worked my way down to my panties and bra. I stretched out casually on the sofa, letting my legs dangle over the end of it.
My dog, Ben, was seated on the rug. I looked over at him and observed that he was staring at me strangely.
The next thing I knew, I was looking down between his legs. Sure I was cock conscious. I had been fucked by a beautiful cock just the day before, so there was a lot of concern about hot dick that remained in my mind.
I looked curiously at that huge instrument between his legs. I watched as he rolled over on the floor.
It began to turn me on when I observed him licking his testicles. A great curiosity began sweeping through my entire body.
I wondered just what was getting into me. Sure I had had three glasses of wine, but I didn't appear to be drunk. There was just something inside me that was getting excited about looking at that dog rolling around on the floor.
Every time that I looked at that cock, I became that much more interested and intrigued over what was going on.
"Ben, you're such a nice boy," I said.
I then observed that Ben was watching me about as carefully as I was looking at him. I wondered if he was curious for the same reason.
I tried to tell myself that I was being crazy. I couldn't really be serious about being excited at my own dog's genitals.
But in spite of my efforts to convince myself that that was not the case, I kept continuing to look at his hard prick. The longer I looked at it, the more I began wondering about just what was going to happen.
Surely I was not about to just sit around there in my panties and bra watching him. And from the looks of things, he was eager to do something more than watching.
It was something how that one session with Frank had accomplished so much. Now here I was, nice and horny, eagerly surveying my dog's dick.
I decided to convince myself once and for all that my interest was no more than fleeting curiosity. Surely, I wasn't attracted to this animal in a sexual way.
"Ben, boy, come here, boy," I called to him.
He rose to his feet and walked toward me slowly. I observed his tail wagging as he neared me.
I then observed something else that also got me turned on in a big way. I watched that tongue of his circulate around the edges of his mouth.
When I saw him salivating, it made me think of the fantastic French kisses that I had enjoyed with Frank.
I recalled my tongue slipping around eagerly inside his mouth, and couldn't help wondering just what would happen with this handsome dog.
Now he was standing right in front of me, looking up at me with those pleading eyes.
Whenever he looked at me that way, I practically melted. He was a very sensitive animal, my constant protector. I thought the world of him, but up until that moment, had never thought of him as a sex possibility. I petted his head several times. He kept on looking up at me.
I leaned forward and looked into his eyes. I found myself getting turned on. My heart was fluttering eagerly just as it had been doing the day before when I had sex with young Frank.
He flipped his tongue out and let it slip over my face. Feeling that long warm red tongue, gave me feelings of even greater excitement than those that I had possessed earlier.
The longer that tongue whipped around my face, the greater the feeling of anxiety that swept through my entire body.
By the time he finally stopped licking my face, I felt those same intense feelings in my snatch, that had been there when I had fucked with Frank.
There was no mistaking my reactions. I was turned on by my own dog. It both embarrassed and intrigued me at the same time. I was embarrassed at knowing that I had those impulses and that they could be directed at a dog, but was intrigued for the same reasons. Fucking with a dog was something provocative, something far beyond my wildest expectations. But here I was, nice and hot, and ready for a roll in the hay with my own German shepherd.
I reached out and kissed him. Then he thrust that tongue out again. I wanted his tongue to meet mine, just as my tongue had met Frank's so many times the day before.
Our tongues thrust together with great excitement. His tongue was long and moist and I enjoyed the stimulating contact of having it rub against my own.
"You're such a beautiful dog," I exclaimed after releasing my tongue from his.
Now that tail of his was wagging out of control. Not only that, but he was panting up a storm. I could see just how hot he was.
I looked down at that huge dick and became more intrigued than ever before. I wanted to reach out and touch it.
My right hand moved forward and I let my fingers come into contact with that long red instrument that was dangling so noticeably between his legs.
"What a beautiful cock, what a nice dick," I said, "Oh, my boy Ben has a nice cock, I love Ben's cock, it's a beautiful prick, a lovely prick, a wonderful prick."
The longer I rubbed it, the more friction that generated between us.
We were now turned on to each other's sex vibes. He was getting excited from the action I was eagerly supplying.
"Oh, my boy has a nice cock, you've got a nice cock, Ben, I really love playing with it," I said.
I let my body slide eagerly off of the sofa. I let it land on the rug right next to him. As I picked up the scent of his warm canine body, I became all the more aroused.
Back and forth those fingers of mine worked their way around that dick. The longer I kept up my actions, the more noticeably his hot canine body began to tremble.
When I released my fingers from his hot flaming dick, his nose began to get intrigued with me.
He began sniffing around my panties. I observed him sniffing at my asshole, then he shifted his nose around to the area around my snatch.
"You certainly do appear to be intrigued," I laughed.
The longer he sniffed, the more excited I became. Now two of us were becoming intrigued.
I wondered what he would do if I slipped off my panties. I wondered if he would put that tongue to work on the intimate parts of my body.
I decided to slide those panties down my legs just to see how he would react. I slipped them down my legs and kicked them off.
His tail wagged eagerly. It was as if he was telling me, thank you.
That nose dipped down around my asshole. He sniffed lengthily. As I felt his hot breath around my asshole, I began getting all the more turned on.
While his nose was sniffing around my anus, I allowed my left hand to go to work inside my snatch. I moved my fingers around vigorously, enjoying the activity.
The longer he sniffed around my asshole, the faster and more eagerly I put my fingers to work over my snatch.
Soon my body was swaying rhythmically from side to side in the same manner that it had been doing that day with Frank.
I never thought that I could get the same type of sensation with my dog in my own apartment. Here I had spent many lonely nights, making use of Ben only as a companion and protector.
Now I was finding out that he was eager to serve in a new role, that of my lover!
As my fingers continued to glide speedily around ray mound, he removed his nose from my asshole.
His curious nose then began to pick up the scent of my musky mound, which was becoming increasingly more moist every time that I circulated my fingers around it.
As that nose sniffed hotly around my mound, I decided to remove my fingers from my snatch to give him an opportunity to go to work.
Sure enough he was quick to pick up the pace. He sniffed in the same eager manner that he had brought to bear inside my asshole.
He sniffed for several minutes, after which he shifted his efforts back to my asshole.
He took a few sniffs of my anus, then slipped his long red flaming tongue inside my ass.
I was stunned at receiving those hot flaming stabs inside me.
"Oh, that feels so good," I sighed.
He kept on thrusting that hot tongue inside my asshole. The longer that he kept it up, the faster he went.
It did not take Ben long to find the range. Just a few hot, moist sucks and he was all set to go to work at a rapid pace.
He kept on sliding that hot steaming tongue inside my anus. The longer he kept it up, the faster he worked that tongue.
My entire body was in a state of deep heat as he kept on sucking my asshole. My ass cheeks were flipping back and forth with great enthusiasm, as those searing tongue movements continued.
He kept that up for several long minutes. All the while I continued getting more and more hot.
When he finished sucking my asshole out to his satisfaction, he decided that it would be a good idea to put that blistering tongue to work inside my mound.
I was all for that idea, and when I saw his head dropping down toward my pussy, I exclaimed loudly:
"Eat me, eat me, lover Ben, eat me, eat my snatch," I said.
That tongue went to work in short, darting stabs, moving resolutely over my hot mound. Back and forth that tongue eagerly slid. The longer that those brilliant movements continued, the better I liked it.
I was happy that I had removed my panties. I was overjoyed at the fact that I had enough in the way of courage to against my own doubts and inhibitions.
His tongue continued to circulate with great enthusiasm inside my mound. Back and forth it slid with passionate excitement, causing me to feel great reverberations all over my body.
That long hot tongue continued to passionately excite my box.
I was itching all over and my body was trembling and vibrating rapidly with every sucking movement that he put forward with that passionate tongue.
"Suck me, suck my cunt, darling, suck it, Ben, suck my box," I called out.
He kept on sliding that tongue around enthusiastically inside my mound. Back and forth his tongue slid, driving me ever closer to the big moment of orgasm.
"Just a few more strokes," I pleaded, "Keep it up, Ben baby, keep up that sucking, I love it, I love that action, keep sucking me, keep sucking, suck, suck, suck."
His tongue speared me spiritedly, driving me that much closer to the big moment of orgasm.
My entire body was vibrating to every touch of that warm, inspiring tongue.
"Oh, I'm going, going, going, going," I gasped.
I watched as my canine lover eagerly licked up every hot drop of my passionate love juice.
"Oh, lover, I love you, I love you Ben, I love you," I said.
I reached out and kissed him. He looked at me gratefully.
It was wonderful that each of us had been able to supply the other with great excitement.
CHAPTER SIX
Now that I had orgasmed inside my dog's hot mouth, I wondered just how far I should allow myself to go with him.
I got so carried away with excitement in the passionate aftermath of my orgasm that I tore off my bra and threw it on the rug.
Now I was eager for more action. It was just a question of how much farther I would let things go.
Now I was lying in the middle of the rug. I decided that I would taunt my lover some more, just to see what he might be inclined to want to do.
I went back to rubbing my fingers inside my pussy. I let my ass cheeks flail back and forth.
He watched me very closely. I watched him just as closely. My eyes were hypnotized by the sight of that beautiful dick of his.
I wondered just what I ought to do about my feelings. I wondered if I ought to let my own dog go as far as Frank had the day before.
I kept deliberating whether it would be a good idea to let him inside my love nest.
I certainly wanted him there. He was hot and beautiful, just the kind of man I liked. What the hell difference did it make if he had four legs instead of two?
I reached out and grabbed hold of his big cock with my free hand. I let the other hand continue to work its way smoothly around my flaming mound.
My fingers kept stabbing up and down over that hot dick.
He was getting really turned on. That tail was wagging back and forth in a sweeping pendulum movement.
"You want to fuck me, I just know it, you want to fuck me," I said.
I think, in retrospect, that the three glasses of wine certainly did help. Maybe I wasn't drunk, but the wine had pushed me to the point where I was willing to take chances that I probably would not have taken otherwise.
"Oh, darling, I love that big dick of yours,'" I said.
I kept on looking up at that huge prong. The longer I let my eyes be seized by it, the more eager I became to have him shove that pecker inside my joy hole.
I finally removed my fingers from my mound.
I tugged on that hard, red dick, inserting it slowly but surely inside my mound.
I turned over on my knees, gave him the guidance he needed, shoving that prick forward into my mound.
Now he was inside me! I heard his dog dong lock within me. Now he was ready for action and so was I. I teased him by flipping my body back and forth, giving him an example to emulate.
"Fuck me, baby, thrust that prick inside me," I encouraged. "Fuck, big Ben, fuck me, baby, I want you to slip that pecker around inside me, I want your dick, I want your big prick, I want you to fuck me."
He was more than willing to do what I wanted him to do. He got completely excited. He let himself go, sending that huge dick slamming into me at great speed.
Back and forth that flaming rod penetrated me, driving at an enthusiastic clip.
My ass cheeks were rotating magnificently, keeping time to his superb forward stabs.
Maybe I was going out of my mind, I thought, but I didn't care. All I knew was finally starting to have a little fun. By opening my mind up to other possibilities, I had achieved two good fucks in as many days. First it had been young Frank Lewin, now it was my own handsome German shepherd dog, Ben.
"Keep fucking, fuck my cunt, shoot off that hot juice inside me," I said, "Keep fucking me, keep stabbing, keep it up, I love that pace, I love your fuck, Ben, you're quite a man, keep fucking me, Ben, keep it up, keep fucking."
Those scintillating movements continued. His hind quarters moved actively, as his prick continued to surge and penetrate deep inside me.
Now he was in me as far as he could go. He was panting at a great pace as his hot cock stabs became more frequent.
"Oh, baby, I'm shooting," I said.
I orgasmed at that point, letting out a huge sigh as he kept on peppering me with those hot rapier cock stabs.
He was driving that prick into me, determined to experience every bit of excitement that he could receive.
He kept on stabbing until I received a hot load of steaming white liquid, which shot out of the end of that long red spear.
"Wonderful, you're absolutely wonderful," I said.
I watched as he withdrew his flaming pecker from my mound.
I stretched out on my back and closed my eyes.
It felt so wonderful to get a little bit of rest after a rousing session with a hot German shepherd.
But I wasn't about to get that kind of an opportunity, not at that point anyway. The next thing I knew I felt that hot red tongue circulating around my face.
"You never give up, do you?" I laughed. He continued to allow that tongue to slide around my face. The longer he kept it up, the more enthusiastic I became about resuming activities.
He let his tongue loose on my face for a few minutes. He then allowed his tongue to go to work on my breasts.
"Oh, you nasty dog you, you're a tits man too," I laughed.
I was thrilled as that tongue exploded over my boobs. It was so long and hot that it could accomplish a lot with its piercing stabs.
Soon he had my entire sweaty body trembling and gasping with great excitement.
The longer that tongue worked its way around my tits, the better I felt about everything.
It was amazing how much different I was feeling about life after getting two good fucks in as many days.
I was no longer bored and depressed with things. I was happy that I had made my change and my only regret was that it had not come any sooner.
He kept up that hot sucking for the next few minutes. He did not let up for a solitary moment, letting that tongue work its way rigorously around my hot tits.
He finally let the tongue drop down between my legs. He allowed the tongue to slide around my box. He was very inspired by my pussy.
"Oh, you can't leave my cunt alone, can you?" I chuckled.
I was enjoying every moment of prosperity. I was happy that he found my mound as enchanting as he did. He kept up the hot sucking, eager to eat my juice.
He did such a great job that he got me to explode in no time at all. All it took were a few feverish stabs and I exploded inside his mouth.
But things weren't about to stop there! Not when Ben was that hot. Not when his tongue was that eager for more adventure.
He started slipping it around again inside my box. He wanted to make me shoot a second time in rapid succession.
"Oh, are you ever a sex glutton," I laughed, "You really are a great suck, oh, the way you work that tongue around, it's absolutely amazing, I love it, I really love it, keep moving that tongue, it's fantastic, it's great, I love it, I love it, oh, suck, Ben, suck, suck that hot juice out of me, I really love it, I love you, I love you, Ben, you're my favorite dog, you're my lover, keep up the sucking, I really want it, I want it real bad."
I shot a second time in a row a few seconds later. By that time I noticed just how stiff and sore my body was becoming from all the spirited physical gymnastics that Ben had been putting me through.
I decided to have one more glass of wine, then' go to bed.
As I allowed my naked, sweaty body to rise from the floor, I looked at Ben and laughed. He rolled around on the floor, happy that he had achieved so many conquests with his mistress.
"You're really a pretty nasty guy when you get around to it," I laughed. "You're a sexy one. You're a real ladies man, baby."
I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine. I walked back into the living room and sat down on the sofa.
Ben sat at my feet. He looked up at me with great affection.
I knew that things would never be the same between myself and Ben again.
Now that we had become lovers, I knew that he would be wanting to share more in the way of sexual experiences with me.
Maybe I should have felt funny about the way things were going in my life, but I didn't. I was proud and happy that I had broken down and had sex with Frank. And I felt the same way about my sex activities with my wonderful dog, Ben.
It was great that I could find so much in common with the canine. But this particular canine acted more human than most people I knew.
He was sensitive and sexy, and he knew just how to utilize that hot prick of his.
I finished the wine, then walked over and shut off the radio. I walked back into the kitchen and rinsed out the glass.
Ben followed me from one room to the other. He kept on following me as I walked into the bedroom.
I deliberated momentarily at the door, wondering if I should let him in to sleep with me for the night.
I finally decided against it, closing the door on him.
"I'm not trying to be rude, baby, it's just that I don't trust myself around you," I said. "I'm afraid that if you got into this room with me, you'd jump in bed and I'd spend most of the night fucking with you. That way I wouldn't get much sleep and I'd have to go to work tired the next day. I can't very well do that."
I don't know if he was able to understand my point of view, but at least he didn't make, a fuss.
As I collapsed into bed, I recognized just how tired I was. These stimulating sex bouts can take an awful lot out of a girl.
I realized one thing though. When you got that tired out from brisk sex activity, it wasn't all that tough to get to sleep. I had been having a great deal of difficulty sleeping lately. But I recalled how easy it had been for me to get to sleep the night before in the aftermath of an exhilarating sex bout with Frank.
Now I was finding it every bit as easy to get to sleep after having the same kind of a stimulating session with my dog, Ben.
Now I was beginning to feel truly free for the first time in my life. I had been wanting to let myself go in the realm of sex. But I had always been copping restraints, exercising the restraining leash on myself.
Since I was naturally inclined to get very hot, being a very sexy woman, my insulated life affected me a lot more adversely than it would have some other type of woman.
I went to sleep thinking about big cocks. At first it was Frank's that popped up before my eyes. Then it was Ben's.
I started comparing the two as lovers, then had to start chuckling.
I wondered what my lover, Frank, would think if he knew that I had sex with my dog. I wondered what he would think if, on top of that, he knew that I was comparing him as a lover with that dog.
Of course, come to think' about it, Frank was a pretty uninhibited guy in his own right. They didn't come much more uninhibited than Frank. On that basis, maybe it would be safe to assume that he wouldn't get all that excited about me having sex with a dog after all.
I just knew one thing. Library life would be a lot less boring with more guys like Frank around.
I wondered just when he would be dropping back into the library again. I would be happy to help him with his term paper anytime. Any guy with a cock as interesting and fascinating as his would be welcome inside that library any time.
I wondered just how far I should go in the love-making department. I was allowing myself to take far greater liberties than ever before. It was just a question of how far I would go.
I drifted into a pleasant sleep. It was the kind of sleep in which a person could have slept for days.
But I did not sleep for days. The steady, old alarm clock awakened me with a ring at seven the following morning.
The first face that I saw after getting up, quite naturally, belonged to Ben.
He stirred and shook his head, getting up and looking at me.
"No, I don't have time to fuck with you right now," I laughed. "I've just got time enough to put on a cup of coffee and have a little something to eat. Maybe we can do it again tonight, if you're a real good boy."
He looked at me and wagged his tail.
CHAPTER SEVEN
That day at work I encountered Steve Hendley.
He was a handsome young man in his first year of college. He had a suave, sophisticated air about him that I definitely liked.
On top of that, he was good looking and had a good physique. I started thinking about him that day in a way that I hadn't before. Since I had proven to myself that I was willing to take the step forward and have sex with the likes of Frank and my dog, Ben, I decided that it would also be a good idea to get Steve involved.
I could see, however, from talking to him that day, that the proposition would not be an easy one. It wasn't that I felt I was too unattractive to spring it, because that would be absolutely absurd. I'm beautiful, and I know it, even though I'm not saying that to brag or anything. You have to accept a fact as a fact.
The big problem was his shyness. He was a very quiet and soft-spoken young man, and the fact that he was shy and quiet made him all the more appealing. I regarded him as something of a challenge.
He checked out several books, as was his normal custom, then left, bidding me a very pleasant good day.
That night on my way home from work I decided to do something provocative. I couldn't get Steve Hendley off my mind. I wondered what his long, naked cock would be like. I was certain that he would have a big one and I wanted to have the opportunity to get to come into intimate contact with it.
I stopped at a newsstand not far from home. It was a place where nobody knew me, so I felt safe in going inside.
It carried a good many sexy magazines. They contained men and women in revealing poses, having sex every which way. I thumbed through the magazines, purchasing three of the sexiest I could find.
"Surely a girl like you wouldn't have to read about it," the bespectacled salesman said with a laugh, as he accepted my money and put my magazines in a sack. "You should have all kinds of offers from guys to do it."
"I don't appreciate that kind of sarcasm."
"Just kidding, just kidding," he smiled. "No offense meant."
"That's all right."
"Besides, maybe you bought these just to get some new ideas for your boyfriend."
"Look, my reason for buying these magazines is my own. It's really none of your business."
"Okay, okay," he shrugged.
I grabbed the magazines and walked somewhat angrily out of the store. I didn't like the salesman's wise guy attitude.
The following day when I went to work I took the magazines with me. I was hoping that Steve Hendley would be showing up.
He had told me that he wanted to come back the following day to pick up a book that I had ordered from another library. The book arrived and I was hopeful that he would show up later.
He made his appearance in the library just a few minutes past three. Sally had just come in to assist me.
"Hello, Steve," I smiled.
"Hello, Miss Cooper."
"You've been calling me Miss Cooper for too long, Steve. I'd appreciate you calling me Gail. After all, there's not that much difference between our ages."
"Okay, I'll call you Gail," he smiled timidly.
"That's much better."
"Did you get that book that I needed?"
"Yes, as a matter-of-fact, it came in just a few hours ago."
"Gee, that's great. I really needed it. I need it for a term report."
"It's that time of the year. A lot of the students are coming in here and picking up books to do reports on."
I thought immediately of Frank, and hoped that the results of my meeting with Steve would be every bit as productive as the one with Frank had been.
"Yes, it keeps a guy pretty busy," Steve admitted.
"You certainly must be a good student, Steve. You work very hard."
"Well, I want to go to college."
"I'll bet you have big ambitions in life."
"Well, I don't know about that," he laughed nervously. "I would like to be a doctor.".
"Gee, that's a wonderful ambition. I'm sure you'll make a very fine one. You're a very conscientious young man."
"Thank you for saying that. I think you're very conscientious, too. You're a very good librarian. You always fill every request I make. I really appreciate it."
"That's very nice for you to say, Steve."
"So do you have that book, Gail?"
"Yes, it's back in my office. I was keeping it there special for you so nobody else would be able to get their hands on it."
"Gee, I really appreciate that."
"Just a second," I said, looking over toward Sally.
"Sally, dear, can you come in and fill in for me?"
"Certainly, Miss Cooper."
Sally walked over and took my position behind the desk. I walked back to my office with Steve.
The longer I looked at him the hotter I got. I was eager to get a look at his cock, which I was certain would be a good one. I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to observe his expressions as I sucked him.
I opened the door to the office, then locked it behind us after he entered.
Fortunately, he didn't observe me locking it. I made it a point to do it as inconspicuously as could be. In addition, I tried to hide my body as I was locking it.
"Yes, the book's over here," I said.
"I made it a point to put the book right next to the magazines which contain these sexy pictures."
I wondered whether I should come on that strong that fast with him. I decided that it would be better instead to play along a little more slowly.
Just because I was that hot didn't mean that he was. He was a little nervous, and I had to boost his confidence before I made my move.
I handed the book to him.
"This is the one you needed?" I asked.
"Yes, that's it."
"You know, Steve, I think you're taking life a little too seriously, if you don't mind me saying so." "
"I don't understand what you mean."
"I mean, I get the idea that for you, life is all work and very little play."
"I guess you're right," he admitted, "But my father has always told me that that is the only way I can get ahead. He said I've got to be conscientious and work hard if I want to make something of my life."
"That's certainly true," I said, "And I wouldn't argue that point at all. It's just that you can overdo anything, and I get the feeling that you sometimes work so hard you miss out on a lot of the finer things in life. If you know what I mean."
"I'm not so sure that I do," he said. "Well, like-how about girls?"
"I go out every now and then," he shrugged. "I'll bet you don't go out very often."
"I don't really have the time."
"See, that's what I mean."
"You mean I ought to go out more often?" he asked.
"I definitely think you should," I said.
"I think you'd even do a lot better in your work if you handled things more that way," I said. "You should adopt a more casual way of living. You ought to give the girls a chance. After all, you are a very handsome young man, if you don't mind my saying so."
"No, I don't mind it at all."
"Good, because I wanted to tell you that," I smiled.
He smiled back timidly and then let his head drop down to his chest. He was still very much the nervous young boy, and I was determined to loosen him up.
"Okay, Steve, I just want to show you a little something that might perk you up," I smiled.
I knew that I was taking a bold step forward, and I was certain he would be embarrassed when he saw what I was going to do, but it was a chance that had to be taken in order for me to make headway.
I opened one of the magazines and handed it to him.
"What do you think of that, Steve?"
He blushed several shades of crimson, but continued to concentrate on the pictures.
He was shaking a little bit, taken aback at my boldness, but it was apparent that he had a keen curiosity concerning what was going on in those pictures.
"They certainly look like they're having a good time, don't they?" I said.
"Yes, they do," he said in a hushed voice.
"Don't you like to get action like that?" I pointed toward a picture of a voluptuous young girl sucking on a young man's hard cock.
"I don't know, I'm embarrassed to talk about things like that," he turned his head away suddenly.
"There's no reason why you should be," I leaned over and threw my arm around him. "I don't get it."
"Come on, now, Steve, you're a very attractive young guy," I said.
Now I was running the fingers of my right hand up and down his left leg.
"I'll bet you've got a nice cock," I said.
"You're very bold, Gail," he said. "Gee, I never thought that a beautiful woman like you would be interested in somebody like me."
"And just why not?" I asked, continuing to run my hand up and down his leg briskly.
"Because I'm such a young guy."
"I like them young and innocent. Guys like you really turn me on."
"Do I really turn you on?"
"You're darned right, you do."
I reached down and unzipped his trousers. His eyes widened with great concern as I reached inside his trousers and pulled out his hard dick.
"Gee, you must really like me," he said.
"I certainly do. I love this cock of yours."
His cock didn't lie. It popped up immediately, demonstrating that he was good and hot.
"You might have been a little nervous, Steve, but you sure are hot to trot. That's pretty obvious."
"Gee, you're really moving those fingers around," he said.
"I'm pretty good at jerking guys off. Particularly when I'm really turned on, like I am right now."
"Oh, that feels so good. You're really doing a great job of it."
"Thank you, my love."
Those fingers kept working up and down his cock in brisk fashion. The faster I moved my fingers over his dick, the hotter he became.
I decided to move my fingers temporarily from his cock, and let them go to work on his balls.
My fingers teased and played with his testicles, causing his entire body to start shaking.
"You know what I want to do with you, Steve?" I looked at him.
"What?" he looked back at me.
"I want you to come on over here by the rug. I fucked with a young guy just about your age earlier this week. Now I want to take you on. I want to fuck you, Steve, I really want to fuck you."
"I'll do anything you say," he said.
Those words made me feel awfully good. They reassured me. They told me that I had finally enlisted his confidence.
He got up from the chair and walked over to the throw rug.
That rug was really starting to serve a physical purpose. I had fucked Frank on it, and now I was looking forward to more of the same with red hot Steve.
I had a feeling that, once I got his clothes off, he would be every bit as hot as Frank. Very often, a shy, young man like that turned into a veritable tiger once he got the opportunity.
I thought back to how I was before I had let my own feelings dictate my actions with Frank. I had been fearful about letting myself go, but now I was reaching the point where I was willing to let it all hang out.
"I've just got to take your clothes off," I said.
"Gee, that would be great."
"Would you take my clothes off at the same time?" I asked.
"Sure, I'd be glad to."
"Good. Now I've got you more confident. Now you're doing things just the way I want you to."
"You're so beautiful that I can't say no to somebody like you."
"You're a wonderful young man, Steve. I really like you. I really do."
"I'm happy you like me."
I reached out and grabbed hold of his shirt. I unbuttoned it quickly, and then pulled it off. I tugged at his teeshirt, pulling it over his head quickly.
After I discarded his shirt and teeshirt, I unbuckled his belt. I then undid his trousers, pulling them off.
"Just lie down on that rug, baby," I said.
He did precisely what I told him. Then I finished tugging off his trousers, discarding them.
"Now all I've got left is your shorts," I laughed.
I had a ball pulling them off. Several times I stopped and playfully tugged at his cock. He chuckled as I did so.
"Yes, I'm loosening my handsome young friend up," I said.
I looked down and admired him, now that he was totally naked. His body really got me excited.
"Now, maybe you'd like to take my clothes off," I said. "Sure, I'll do that."
CHAPTER EIGHT
I had to guide him along.
He was a little uncertain about the process of taking my clothes off, even though he wanted to do it. He did not know whether he should do it fast or slow, and I gave him suggestions along the way.
"Okay, honey, now just pull off that bra," I said. "Just relax, take it easy, you don't need to pant or anything. Everything is going to be just fine. I'm not bothered one bit by the fact that you're something of a beginner at this. That's okay, honey. I love breaking guys in, particularly when they're handsome and groovy like you are."
My words seemed to relax him. He quickly finished pulling off my clothes, finishing with a stirring effort on my panties.
Now we were looking at each other, in all our nude glory.
"You sure look beautiful that way," he exclaimed.
"You don't look bad yourself. I'll tell you what. I'll play with your cock if you'll play with my pussy."
"That's okay by me."
I reached out and grabbed hold of his long, hard prick. I pumped up and down on it skillfully.
Spurred on by my efforts, he went to work with his fingers inside my dewy nest. Yes, it was already on the moist side. I was pretty turned on by this young guy.
Back and forth our hand efforts matched each other. While I was working on his huge dick he was playing with my snatch.
Soon we were rolling around on the rug, our bodies trembling and turning as we supplied each other with great excitement.
Stroke for stroke we matched each other until I got so hot that I felt like I needed some tongue stimulation.
"Let's sixty-nine, honey."
"I'm not sure I know what that is."
"Okay, here's the way it goes," I said. "You suck on my twat while I'm going up and down on your cock," I said. "You got it?"
"Sure, I've got it."
"Okay, I'll lead the way. I'll show you how it's done...."
"You're such a beautiful girl."
"Thank you, honey. I'll tell you what we ought to do. We ought to start out by sucking out each other's asshole. That would get us good and hot, ready for more."
"Whatever you say," he said.
He watched me as I positioned myself across from him. I thrust my tongue out and let it move sweepingly over his hot prick.
His body soon began trembling from the spirited tongue movements I was eagerly applying.
Faster and faster I kept up my action, and the better he liked my movements.
"Oh, you're really getting me hot," he said.
I removed my tongue from his asshole long enough to exclaim:
"Okay, honey, then match my efforts. You suck my asshole while I'm sucking yours."
"Okay, honey, I think I'm ready for something like that."
I watched as he thrust his tongue down inside my anus. He began sucking at a slow pace, gradually letting the situation evolve.
Back and forth he thrust that hot tongue inside my ass. Now he was pushing it around inside there at a rapid clip.
I matched his superb efforts. Back and forth I thrust that hot tongue of mine inside his asshole.
Now our ass cheeks were rolling from side to side on the basis of the hot stimulating tongue action which we were supplying for each other.
Our sweaty bodies rolled and we fell into a pattern of ecstatic joy as we matched each other, suck for suck.
I was getting good and hot. With each tongue stab, I got that much closer toward orgasm.
I could tell from the way he was going about things that he was also reaching the same point.
I knew we couldn't suck for very much longer. Not that way, anyway. I knew that we would have to get into something where we would be shooting juices.
I eagerly desired to taste that hot sperm of his, and I hoped that he was feeling the same way about my snatch juice.
I finally decided that I could hold back no more. My pussy was burning up with hot excitement.
I released my tongue from his asshole and said, "Baby, let's switch. You switch to my pussy and I'll switch to your cock. I'm going to be shooting off my juices very soon."
"You're really teaching me a lot today."
"It couldn't happen to a nicer guy, or a more deserving one either."
"You know, you're right. This stuff is an awful lot of fun. And it's more fun doing it with somebody like you than with some of the girls at school. You know more about what life's all about. You know more about fun and games like this."
"Yes, I guess I do, and guys like you really make me turn out my best."
"Oh, do I ever know that! You're doing a fantastic job of sucking me. I loved that way you sucked out my asshole."
"Well, you can suck my pussy and show me how much you appreciate my efforts."
"Oh, I can hardly wait."
"Oh, that's music to my ears."
I went to work on his hot cock. I stroked up and down it several times, and then put my tongue to work on it, sliding up and down at a rapid clip.
He wasted no time in going to work on my pussy. He let that hot tongue of his slide around inside my box, causing my body to spasm with great excitement.
Now we were matching each other briskly on a stroke for stroke basis. He was sending those stabbing thrusts of joy inside my mound.
We were trembling with great excitement as we kept up the vigorous stroking. He had beautiful command of what he was doing, particularly considering that he was a young guy who did not know that much about it.
But he made up for what he lacked in experience in desire. He kept on sending that surging tongue of his inside my pussy. I was moist and warm with excitement and adventure, just waiting to shoot off my juices in his mouth.
While our sucking efforts continued, I made certain that I moved my tongue up and down his dick at as fast a pace as I could maintain.
I wanted to make sure that Steve got everything in the way of satisfaction that I could provide. He was such a handsome, sincere young guy, and I wanted to give him a thrill he would never forget.
So there we were, our bodies flailing on that rug as we matched each other on a stroke-for-stroke basis.
Back and forth my tongue continued to slide over that big dick and as it did, he matched me with his stimulating movements on my electrically alive pussy.
I let out a sigh as I shot my juices. I watched, him gobble up my snatch juice, then go right back to sucking it again.
It made me feel good to know he was catching on that fast. He liked what he was doing, and he did not stop after one load. I felt that I had it in me to shoot at least one more time during the course of our wild sixty-nine session.
He was working that tongue around again inside my mound, and my tongue was working swiftly up and down the length of his hot, warm spear.
I loved everything about that dong. It was young and hot and alive, just like he was. I found my right hand going to work on his balls. I did it instinctively, without even thinking.
Up and down my tongue moved at a scorching pace. I toyed with those balls and sucked with everything that I had.
Now my entire body was trembling with passionate joy as I felt myself moving closer to a second climax.
It was apparent that he was turning me on in a big way. I just couldn't seem to stop shooting.
I had shot once, and now a second orgasm was on the way.
Back and forth my tongue moved over his cock. Faster and longer he sucked on my pussy, the more enthused and intrigued I got with his dong.
I just had to taste that hot white liquid. I had to experience the taste of that gushy cum, spurting deliciously around inside my mouth.
I knew that that time would not be long in coming. His body was twisting and turning now at a more savage clip than before. He was reaching that point which he would be shooting soon.
Back and forth his tongue worked. Now he was really giving me a workout and I was doing the same for him.
That was the thing that was great about sixty-nining. You could tell how that other person was feeling, how that other person was reacting, on the basis of the way he was sucking you.
Whenever the tempo picked up at an appreciable clip, you knew that things were getting hot. You knew that it was about time to shoot off your pussy.
Now I was working that tongue around at a blinding clip, and he was loving every second of it. He was giving me everything he had in the way of wild sucking activity.
Now I felt myself drawing close to join, ever closer to a second climax. That tongue of his kept on moving sweepingly inside my moist pussy.
Now my tongue was just about to complete its job. His body was twisting and turning, and he was gasping as I got closer to shooting off his dick.
I reached down and toyed with those balls, enjoying the sensation of touching those expanded testicles as I drove him ever closer to the big moment.
Just as I started to shoot my pussy, I heard him let out a loud sigh.
His body convulsed noticeably as the hot, white juice began to spurt eagerly out of the end of his long rod.
He was trembling like crazy as that gushing, white cum began to spurt out of the end of that rod.
I dug in eagerly accepting every morsel of that wonderful juice.
I stayed with that load, determined to eat out every drop of that hot dick.
I kept at it, attacking every drop hungrily, and I was rewarded for my efforts. I ate out every drop and enjoyed it enormously.
He was also pleased at getting an opportunity to eat my snatch a second time during the rousing session.
After he exploded, he closed his eyes and relaxed on the rug.
I lay right next to him, placing my head on his chest.
"How did you like that?" I asked. "Nice, very nice," he said softly. "I thought you would."
"Thank you for steering me into something like this."
"You're quite welcome, and thank you. You know, I enjoyed it every bit as much as you did."
"I know you did. I could tell the way you were putting out."
"Yes, there's no way you can keep that a secret, is there?" I laughed.
"No, I guess not. You've got to be the best librarian I've ever known."
"Yes, I guess most librarians don't give you personal attention like this, do they?"
"No, they don't," he opened his eyes and smiled.
I liked the way he looked at me. It was such a sincere, open look.
"I hope that we can do it again soon," I said.
"Yes, I hope so, too," he nodded.
He raised his body upward slowly from the floor.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"I've got to be getting home. My mother's probably got dinner waiting for me now."
"Well, as much as I like you, I don't want to cause you trouble at home."
"No, that wouldn't be any good."
"I want to see to it that you live a pleasant, smooth life. Just one thing, though."
"What's that?"
"I want to be a part of it. I want to have more sex with you."
"Yes, I want you to be a part of it."
I laid there on the rug and watched him dress. As he was just about finished, I jumped to my feet and began putting my clothes back on. I had to chuckle to myself as I noticed how they were discarded all over the room. We had been pretty hot when we had gotten around to undressing each other.
I considered Steve a very exciting young man, every bit as exciting as Frank was, in his own way.
Then, of course, there was always Ben at home. He was also a very exciting guy.
Steve finished dressing, and we parted with one last kiss.
I waited until he left. I looked up at the clock in my room and observed that it was time for the library to close.
I hadn't realized up until that point that I had spent that much time with Steve. But often when you're that hot physically, and you're having that much fun fucking, you do lose track of time.
I wondered what Sally must have been thinking. Here I had told her to take over, and as a result, had left her virtually holding the bag.
She was no doubt impatient to be getting home, and I didn't want to interfere with her.
Sally was in her second year of college, and held the library job as the means of making a little extra money.
As I arrived at the desk, Sally was sitting down. She had her glasses on and was going over some records.
"I'm awfully sorry, Sally, that I kept you there so long," I apologized.
"That's all right, Miss Cooper," she said. "If you've got things to do, you've got things to do."
"I took longer than I should have, and I'm sorry I did."
"That's perfectly all right," Sally assured me. "I had some things I had to attend to. I'm sorry about one thing, though. I'm sorry that I didn't get to be a part of that session in there."
She looked up at me and smiled. I gulped hard. How could she have known?
"What's that again?" I hoped that she really didn't know, and was just making some kind of joke.
"You don't have to try and put something over on me," she laughed, taking off her glasses.
As she looked into my eyes, I observed her warm loveliness. She had long, shimmering brown hair, and soft, gentle brown eyes. She had thick, sensuous red lips that couldn't help but draw a man toward her.
Up until that moment I hadn't truly realized how attractive she was.
"I really don't know what you're talking about, Sally," I said, sounding totally unconvincing.
"Come clean, Miss Cooper."
"You can call me Gail," I said.
"Good, very good. I think you're very beautiful, Gail."
"What's this all supposed to be leading to?" I asked, taken aback by the way the conversation was going.
"Why don't you invite me over to your place for a couple of drinks? I'd like to get friendlier."
"I'm not sure that I like the way you're talking to me," I said abruptly. "If I didn't know you better, I'd think you were some kind of a hot les trying to put the make on me."
She got up from the desk. I observed her rich, sensuous lips and her smooth, thrusting breasts.
I let out a sigh as she moved toward me.
The next thing I knew those thick, sensuous lips were converging against mine.
CHAPTER NINE
I finally struggled my way free from Sally.
I stood several feet away from her, backing up quickly. My entire body was trembling and my knees were knocking.
She had taken me totally by surprise with that kiss. All kinds of weird emotions were running through me.
There was one side of me that was afraid as a result of having been kissed by another woman for the first time in my life. But there was another side of me that was also manifesting itself. I was absolutely overpowered by that kiss.
I began wondering if there was something wrong with me. I knew about the social stigma attached to women making love.
Then I started thinking back to my affair with Ben. What would most people think of me taking on my own dog?
But Sally was not about to give up at that point.
"Why did you do that?" she asked softly. "You're fighting it, honey. You really are. You really shouldn't fight it. It's written all over your face that you want more of this."
"How do you know?"
"I'm a student of psychology, for one thing. It's my major. On top of that, I pick up on things pretty intuitively. Come on, honey, admit it. You want to fuck with me just as bad as I want it with you. Should we go over to your place or to mine?"
"I guess we can go over to my place," I said. "But that doesn't mean I'm going to bed with you. I'll pour you a drink and we'll talk. As a matter-of-fact, I think we ought to talk. I've got to get some of those fool notions out of your head."
"That's very funny," she chuckled. "It's funny that you would call them fool notions. I call them nothing more than my emotions arising to the surface. Not only my emotions, but yours as well. You want to fuck with me, and you won't be happy until we do it together."
"I'm not so sure about that."
"Well, I am."
"How can you be so sure of yourself?"
"A hunch. A very strong hunch. And I'm sure it is a correct one."
We walked into the parking lot. I got into my car and she got into hers.
She followed me over to my apartment. I wondered how Ben would react to me bringing the beautiful young girl home.
We sat down on the sofa and sipped some wine together. The longer I looked into that innocently beautiful face, the more turned on I became.
I was battling to make it appear that I was not interested in her at all. I was a little afraid to get involved sexually with a gal who functioned as my underling at the library, but my own emotions were dictating an awful lot to me.
She did look very lovely sitting there, demurely on the sofa, and the thing that really made me uncomfortable about her, was that she seemed to sense everything I was thinking.
Ben liked her immediately. She spent a lot of time petting him, and he looked up into her face affectionately several times.
"That's a very nice dog you have," she said.
"Thank you," I said tightly.
"You should stop being so tense, Gail. You'll have to be more willing to let yourself go."
"Like how?"
"Like let's fuck, baby."
She quickly finished her wine, putting the glass down on the table. She moved over toward me and threw her arms around me. Once more those lips were plunging eagerly against mine.
My heart beat thunderously as our lips met. This time I did not attempt to resist. I succumbed to her charms as our lips remained locked for several lengthy seconds.
This time it was Sally who broke our kiss.
"Darling, let's go to the bedroom. We both want it, we both need it," she said urgently.
I got up and we walked into the bedroom. Ben trailed behind us quickly.
I was just about to shut the door on Ben when Sally called out:
"Don't do that, honey." , "You don't want this guy in here. He'll make a nuisance of things."
"No he won't," Sally said. "I have a hunch that he'll be very helpful. As a matter-of-fact, I have a hunch that he'll be joining in, and that would be fine with me."
Now I got the full message. Sally was perceptive, very perceptive, so perceptive, in fact that there was no way that I could fool her. She picked up on the fact that Ben was the type of dog who was used to getting intimate with women.
I watched as she quickly began undressing. As she peeled off her dress, I got a much better look at her full, flowing form.
She normally dressed in a conservative way, covering up her noticeable assets. But as she got down to her panties and bra, it was obvious that she was every bit as well endowed as I was.
"It's amazing the way you keep that figure of yours covered up on the job," I said.
"I've got to convey a different image there," she said. "That's a library. You know, studying is the order of the day. Studying, reading, that sort of thing."
"Yes, I know. That's the kind of image I used to convey there myself. But that's all been changing."
"So I've noticed," she laughed. "How did you find out? I mean about me with Steve?"
"I just guessed with Steve," she said. "I could tell by the expression he had on his face when he came out that he'd been entertained royally by you. It was just a deduction on my part that you had given him a good fuck. But it wasn't a wild guess, since I actually saw you making the scene with Frank Lewin the other day. I was just about to go into the office to get you. There had been a telephone call for you, and when I saw you preoccupied with going down on his hard rod, I said forget it. I went back there and took the message. As it turned out, I handled the problem for the guy."
"So that's how you found out."
"That was it."
I looked at her with great admiration as she pulled off her bra. She had a beautiful set of breasts. I continued to watch as she tugged off her panties.
Now she was standing in the middle of the room naked, and Ben was watching her with great admiration. I didn't blame him, since I was looking at her with admiration myself.
"Aren't you going to get undressed," she smiled.
"Yes, I guess I'd better."
"I know what's going through your mind. You like looking at me like this, don't you?"
"I might as well admit it," I said, "Yes, I do."
"There's no reason why you shouldn't admit it. You're a very, very beautiful woman and you can recognize some of those same qualities in somebody else. That's the big reason why woman-to-woman sex gives us gals a dimension that we can never get when we make out with a guy."
"Just what do you mean?" I asked as I began peeling off my clothes.
"I mean that there's a certain kind of personal admiration that two women can share together," she said. "They're so much closer than men. They have the same emotional framework, they're built the same way, they have the same physical equipment, and they've got the same sex organ."
"I've never thought about it that way."
"No, but now that you have, doesn't what I say make sense?"
"Yes, I suppose it does."
Sally walked over and stood next to me as I finished undressing. She watched me with great admiration.
Ben continued to take in the entire scene with great interest. Several times he barked, and his tail wagged constantly.
Now that we were both totally nude, Sally walked over to me and looked into my eyes.
"Oh, do you ever look yummy," she said. "Good enough to eat."
"Is that what you've got in mind?"
"Yes, that and much more."
"You sound awfully horny."
"I am. I've been horny around you as long as I've known you. I've dreamed for a moment like this."
"Well, I'm happy to hear that."
"And I've dreamed of dog sex, too. I've had a little of it but not nearly enough of it to suit me. It looks to me like this canine is ready to go."
"You'll have to try him and see."
"Just the very thing I intend to do."
I watched as she slipped her nude body inside the bed.
She looked up searchingly into the eyes of Ben. "Come on, baby, I want to suck your cock," she said.
"You go that route? You'd do something that bold?"
"I'm surprised at you," she looked up at me. "Haven't you ever sucked your dog off?"
"No, as a matter-of-fact, I haven't," I said.
"You ought to start trying it. It's a great way to have fun. Certainly you've sucked off men's dicks."
"Yes, as a matter-of-fact, I have."
"As a matter-of-fact, I know you have," she chuckled. "I saw you sucking one off the other day."
"That you did," I nodded, "But I'm not quite bold enough to go that route with my dog."
"Well, you're really a prude."
"I certainly wouldn't say that," I laughed. "Not after taking on two guys in one week and in the privacy of my library office."
"Well, that's just blase stuff," she shrugged.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean, the real provocative stuff is making the scene with a dog. Haven't you heard? Humping dogs is becoming the pastime of the swinging seventies. It's the great perversion of the age, humping Fido."
She finished her remarks by bursting into laughter. She looked over at Ben. He was poised and ready to jump into bed with her. She spread her legs out suggestively, reaching down and toying with her cunt. She played with her pussy hairs, letting her right hand go to work over her moist and inviting mound.
"Do you like that pussy?" she asked Ben. "You like a nice, hot snatch, baby? How'd you like to come down here and eat it?"
Ben immediately responded to her cue. He jumped into bed with her. His curious nose immediately picked up the scent of her musky mound.
He thrust his nose against her snatch. He let it run over every fiery crevice.
"Oh, that feels good. I love feeling that nose on my pussy," she sighed. "Keep it up, baby, and help yourself. Help yourself to some juice whenever you want it. It's nice and wet down there, and it's going to be much wetter by the time you get through sucking on it."
She watched with excitement as the dog kept on sniffing her snatch. Her legs began to quiver with mounting excitement as he sniffed.
When he decided that he had spent enough time sniffing, he thrust his tongue outward and let it go to work on her mound.
Back and forth he let that hot tongue slide, eagerly licking her snatch.
"Now you're really giving me some sensation," Sally laughed. "Keep up that sucking, lover, keep on sucking my cunt. That's great, baby, I really love that. Eat it, eat it, eat my snatch, eat my pussy. Go down on it, keep that tongue in it. Bury that tongue in my mound. Bury it, baby, suck it, baby, suck my snatch."
Back and forth the dog let his hot, sweeping tongue make waves over her snatch.
He sucked at an inspiring clip, letting that tongue circulate in a wild, uninhibited fashion.
I recognized that he was picking up the tempo quickly. It was the same way things had happened the time he had gone down on me. It took him very little time to find the range, to get that tongue operating at optimum.
The longer that he sucked on her blazing mound, the more noticeably her body began reacting to his tongue movements.
Now her body was flipping from side to side under the steady impulse of his fevered tongue.
"Oh, are you ever sucking," she laughed.
"Keep on sucking her, Ben, suck that snatch. Suck her pussy out," I encouraged.
I was starting to get awfully hot, just from watching the fervent action taking place between Ben and Sally.
The next thing I knew I found my right hand moving downward to my mound. I let my fingers go to work inside that blazing snatch. It was getting good and hot just watching the action unfold on the bed.
I had to admit that Sally possessed a beautiful body. I didn't blame Ben one bit for wanting to suck her out, and I certainly couldn't blame Sally for wanting to receive that kind of action from such a hot, stimulating canine.
The longer I watched Ben go to work on her mound, the more I loved him. I began to regret the fact that I hadn't gotten around to fucking with him sooner. Seeing how he was making Sally happy caused me to feel all the more proud of him. Sure, he had what it took to take on a beautiful gal.
His tongue drilled at a sharp clip, letting itself fly over every moist crevice of her blazing furnace of a snatch.
"Oh, now you're doing it, baby, now you're really turning me on," she sighed. "Keep it up, just keep it up, keep sucking, you're only a few strokes away from eating me, you're only a few strokes away from making me shoot. Oh, am I ever hot. Are you ever turning me on. Oh, you're too much, Ben, you're too much. Oh, that long red tongue of yours is doing such a great job."
Her body was now trembling out of control.
She was bouncing up and down on the bed, causing a lot of noise. The springs were jangling as Ben continued to suck her with great determination.
Now that he knew how close he was to receiving a load of pussy juice, he put his tongue to work with that much greater abandon. He was determined to eat her out, to suck out every drop of precious juice inside her mound.
Several strokes later, Sally shot her wad.
"Oh, baby, here it goes, here it comes, my juice. Catch it, baby, catch it. Eat it, eat every drop, eat it out, eat my snatch. Eat it, eat it," she gasped.
I watched Ben eagerly go after every drop of her snatch juice.
"Come on, Ben, baby, eat it, eat every drop. Make Sally happy," I encouraged. "That's it, baby, make her real happy. Eat it all out."
"Oh, what a man, what a sucker he is. He can really suck," Sally laughed.
But Sally was by no means satisfied. Her appetite had only been whetted on the basis of that beautiful cunt-suck.
"Come here, Ben, I've got a big surprise for you," she grinned.
I stood there near the bed and watched with mounting interest. My cunt was practically on the verge of explosion just from watching the action.
CHAPTER TEN
"I've got to eat out that cock of yours," Sally giggled like a schoolgirl.
I watched as she reached out and grabbed hold of Ben's long rod. Up and down her fingers moved in a brisk fashion.
"Oh, that's quite a cock. Your dog's got quite a dick on him," Sally looked at me and smiled.
"I know he does, he's quite a guy. He's quite a hot canine," I said.
I could tell from the way that she was jerking up and down on his dick, that she was not going to be satisfied with jerking him off for very long.
Her movements quickly intensified themselves, as her fingers kept working their way up and down with feverish excitement.
I looked at that long, hot, red dong, the same one that had shoved inside my pussy. Since he had been able to do that, and since I had permitted it, I wondered if maybe I wasn't being a little bit ridiculous in not wanting to go down on him.
Sally obviously thought so, and perhaps she was right. I watched as she kept working those fingers up and down that long, hard pecker.
The longer those fingers manipulated up and down his cock, the wider the smile that began to surface on Sally's face.
"I'm really working him into the routine," she chuckled. "I'm just waiting to slip that tongue down on his hot cock. I'm eager to slide that tongue around there. I'm going to eat him. I'm really going to eat that cock of his. I'm anxious to see how big a load he's got stored inside that big thing."
"It's a pretty big one, you can be sure of that," I confirmed. "He is quite a virile guy."
"I can see that," she nodded. "I'll bet he's given you some good fucks."
"Like I said, I've never blown him."
"I'm going to show you just how much you've been missing. When you see what a great job I do on his cock, you're going to want to get into the act yourself."
"That remains to be seen."
"Just wait," she said.
I watched as she kept on jerking up and down on his dick. She finally slid her body forward and tugged at his long prong, shoving it downward toward her mouth.
She opened her mouth invitingly, and Ben's tail began to wag enthusiastically. He could see that he was just about to get his chance to get sucked.
She slipped that long, hard, red pecker inside her mouth and immediately went to work on it.
"Wow, you're really hot for it," I exclaimed. I watched as she slipped that flaming tongue of hers up and down that hot red meat.
She slid her tongue around at an enthusiastic clip, picking up the tempo, moving at a rapid pace, giving him all the sensation he could handle.
He began panting, and his long, red tongue hung out, making me think of the cunt-sucking job he had performed for Sally. Back and forth Sally's tongue went to work on his rod.
His body began to vibrate. He was enjoying every stroking sensation which she was supplying him with, with her aroused tongue.
"Suck him off, Sally, suck that cock, go down on him, suck him off, suck Ben off, go down on his prick," I encouraged.
While the hot sucking was continuing, I put my fingers to work on my snatch again. I could hardly contain the feeling of total exhilaration that was sweeping through me.
Yes, as Sally had said, it appeared that there were a lot of sensations to be derived from going down on a dog's big dick.
I watched her sweeping movements continue. The longer she kept up the sucking, the faster she applied that jet-propelled tongue of hers.
She was nursing Ben along, getting him quickly to the point where he would be on the verge of releasing his hot, white juice.
I looked forward to the sight of observing a floodtide of scorching white cream shoot out of the end of his dick.
I watched Sally's red tongue continue to enthusiastically slide up and down the red pecker of the dog she loved.
She kept up that blinding pace as the dog came that much closer to spurting.
"Oh, Ben, fuck her in the mouth, baby, fuck that chick's mouth," I said excitedly. "Keep it up. Suck him, suck him, Sally, suck him off, suck that dog's dick. Suck his prick. Suck it out. Suck out every drop of juice. Suck it, suck that hot dick, suck, suck, suck," I exclaimed as my fingers continued to play around in my snatch. I was getting all hot inside now. I needed somebody's nice, warm tongue to go to work on my moist pussy.
Now Sally was moving quickly into the final stages of her sex act with Ben.
From the way Ben's body was vibrating it was obvious that he could not withstand much more in the way of sucking.
"Suck it, keep on sucking, baby, you've just about got him there," I encouraged.
That was precisely what Sally proceeded to do. She wasn't about to stop there, and she wasn't about to slow down one iota. She kept on working that feverish dong at a blistering pace. She wanted to suck that dog's hot dick off. She wanted to receive a load of hot, white juice.
I was looking forward to the big moment of climax. I wanted to empathize with Sally all the way. I wanted to watch that magnificent moment when the explosion would take place.
"Oh, now he's ready, I see it coming out," I said. "Oh, there's the juice. There's the juice he's juicing, baby, catch every drop. Catch every precious drop, don't drop anything, don't let any of the cock juice slide out."
Sally did her level best to catch every drop of Ben's prolific load, but it was too much to expect for her to catch every bit without so much as dropping a few spurting droplets.
I watched the thick, juicy load spurt into her mouth.
The liquid engulfed her, pouring down her mouth and dripping out of both sides of it. She did her best to catch every drop of the load, but could not quite succeed.
Through her determined efforts, however, she did manage to catch most of the load. She did manage to swallow most of that scorching white juice.
Once she released her tongue from his hot dick, she looked at me and said:
"You're trying to tell me that that doesn't look like hot action?"
"No, you're right."
"How would you like to suck him now?"
"Now that you've drained him dry?"
"Surely you know Ben better than that," she laughed. "This was the first time I ever had sex with him, but I can tell you one thing for sure.
He can shoot back to back. He's got plenty of juices still stored up in there. Why don't you see if you can drain him dry?"
"So you want me to suck him now?"
"Why not?"
"I suppose that would be a good idea."
She got out of bed immediately. I slid my naked body inside the bed. I slid comfortably into bed and looked up into Ben's face.
"Do you want another sucking, Ben?" I asked.
He rolled his tongue around in his mouth and looked at me with great feeling.
"Just grab hold of his dick. He'll get the idea," Sally encouraged.
"Okay, I'll do just that."
I reached out and grabbed hold of that long, hard rod. I began pumping up and down on it. It didn't take much pumping before he quickly got back into the mood.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to eat you out while you're eating out Ben," Sally told me.
"That would be great. Could you suck my ass, too?"
"That was the very place where I was thinking of starting."
"You're an absolute dear."
"I just want to try and make you happy sexually. I figured that you'd love sucking Ben's cock. You saw how much sensation I derived from it."
"Yes, you had yourself quite a time. That was quite obvious."
"Well, you can have yourself quite a good time, too. Not only that, but I can have myself a great time by sucking your snatch."
"That ought to be a fantastic way to do it. I'll be getting sucked while I'm sucking."
"Yes, you're giving it and getting it. You certainly can't beat that."
"No, I guess you can't," I admitted.
After jerking up and down on Ben's hard dick for a few minutes, I quickly came to the realization that I didn't need to provide him with much more sensation. He was already there.
I slipped his dick into my mouth and began to suck eagerly on that big prick.
While I was moving my tongue around on his dick, Sally's tongue immediately went to work on my asshole.
My body began to twirl, twisting from side to side, as she thrust that flaming tongue of hers high up into my rectum.
Oh, was I ever feeling fantastic! It was great, having that tongue dart high into my asshole. While I was flipping my body back and forth, I kept on sliding my tongue around on that dog's big dick.
It was a hot dick, an inspiring dick, and I was happy that Sally had shown me the way.
I began to realize just how ridiculous I had been about not wanting to have sex with Ben in that manner.
Up and down that tongue of mine slid, and as it did, Ben was convulsing with great excitement.
When Sally saw how hot I was getting from her ass stabs, she immediately switched her activities to my cunt.
"I can see how hot you're getting," she said as she was making the change. "You're going to shoot. You're going to shoot that hot cunt of yours off, and I want to be there to catch that juice."
She was right. It didn't take me long to shoot for the first time. I shot a load of warm pussy juice into her mouth, and she immediately went back to work determined to catch the second.
As her inspiring tongue continued to work on my mound, I let my tongue work enthusiastically over Ben's stirring dick.
Up and down I let my tongue slide as I pushed him that much closer to the moment of climax.
I liked the warmth of that red spear, and every time my tongue came into contact with it, I was that much more happy.
As I kept on sliding my tongue up and down that inspiring pole, I continued getting hot stabs from Sally's tongue. Now it was just a question of who would shoot first, me or Ben.
I could see from the way things were going, that we would have two explosions at right about the same time.
Just as the pussy juice was shooting out of my snatch, the hot, white cream began bowling out of the prick of Ben.
I was overwhelmed by it, and I couldn't help but cough a little. I managed, like Sally, to catch most of it, but I could not get it all.
Once I released my mouth from his cock, I said to Sally:
"You know, that guy is amazing. He really can shoot that dick off."
"I told you, you'd get a fantastic load."
"You were so right, my dear."
"He's the kind of guy that can do it all day and night," Sally laughed, petting him on the back.
"He certainly is."
"If you weren't such a great gal, I'd try and steal him from you."
"Please don't do that."
"I won't, but if you were an enemy of mine instead of a friend, I just might try it."
"I don't blame you one bit. After all, he is quite a beautiful animal."
"That he is, and he's a fantastic fuck."
"I don't think there is anything or anybody quite like him."
I went into the kitchen at that point and poured Sally and myself some wine.
We sprawled out on the sofa together, drinking the wine.
But Sally still remained horny.
"I sure loved sucking your pussy," she told me. "You have such a lovely snatch."
She finished her wine quickly, then proceeded to explore my snatch once more. Her fingers dipped into my pussy well. The well was nice and moist from all the activity it had been receiving lately.
"You play with my pussy like that, and you're just going to get me good and horny again," I said.
"Well, just what do you think I'm trying to do?"
"Probably you're trying to get me horny."
"Yes, and I'm not going to have that much trouble succeeding."
"No, I guess you're not."
My body began twisting and turning as those fingers of hers worked rapidly around my mound.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The longer that Sally worked her fingers around my twat, the more excited I became.
My hot body began trembling with great urgency as those fingers kept finding their way inside my dewy moist nest.
"Oh, you're really turning me on," I said.
"You like my finger movements?"
"I love them. I love you."
"I like hearing you talk that way. It shows that I'm receiving appreciation for my efforts."
"Oh, are you ever getting me hot down there. I guess you can feel the moistness."
"I can feel it and I love it. It's what's spurring me on."
"I can understand that."
"You're so beautiful. I love to make love to that pussy of yours. I love to toy with it. I love to work my fingers around your snatch."
"Oh, darling, I dig this."
"That's good, I'll keep it up."
"But, I can't take too much more of it. I'll be juicing pretty quick."
"I'd like you to save the juice for later."
"So would I."
"Should we go into the bedroom?"
"I think that would be a perfectly appropriate idea."
She toyed with my snatch for a few more seconds. She worked those fingers around with great enthusiasm, generating even more excitement inside me.
I looked over in the corner and observed Ben watching us attentively. He looked like he was all set to get into the act and was just waiting for somebody to say something to him.
She finally removed her fingers from my hot organ.
"Okay, let's go into the bedroom," I suggested eagerly.
"That's fine with me. I can hardly wait to make it with you."
"We're like two newlyweds or something."
"That's just the way I feel," she nodded. "If you only knew how many times I got horny just looking at you in that library."
"So you were really carrying a crush!" I looked at her.
"You'd better believe it, I was. I wanted to fuck you in the worst way, and I was getting to feel I would never get the opportunity to do it. I was really starting to feel frustrated."
"But you finally made it."
"Yes, and the fruits of victory are delicious."
We got up and walked into the bedroom. Then Ben jumped up and followed us inside.
"It's good that Ben is nearby," Sally exclaimed. "We can put him to work later."
"Yes, I guess we can," I said. "I'd sure like to have some hot sex with him again."
"Well, that makes two of us, but first of all we ought to enjoy each other."
"I'm all for that."
We climbed into bed together. I observed that beautiful form of hers.
It was amazing how little I had noticed her at the library. Now, as she lay sprawled out on the bed naked for me, I was impressed by her no end.
She had a fantastic set of boobs on her, and a nice set of legs as well.
She reached out and grabbed hold of my snatch once more with her right hand. She began working it at a quick clip, moving it feverishly.
"Oh, are you ever moving those fingers around," I exclaimed. "You're really burning me up inside."
"That's exactly what I'm trying to do. I dig doing this, I dig getting you nice and hot."
"Yes, oh yes, I love it."
"I'll keep working those fingers around just as long as you want me to."
"Oh, darling, keep it up, I love it."
"I want you to do me a favor."
"Just say it," I said.
"I want you to do the same thing to me. That pussy of mine is getting nice and hot. It needs your finger action. It needs some hot, brisk finger movements by you, baby."
"I'm more than happy to help out."
"That's good. Put those fingers to work inside my snatch."
"Very good. I'll start right now."
"Oh, baby, I know you can do it. I know you can get me good and hot. I know we'll both be juicing like crazy by the time we're through."
"Yes, oh yes."
I reached down with my right hand and grabbed her mound. I toyed with every crevice of flesh. I ran those fingers around that red moist vagina.
Her body began to twist and turn as I applied my fingers rhythmically. I moved them around with great eagerness, determined to get her every bit as hot as I was.
Now we were both working those fingers around at a brisk clip, moving them gingerly, supplying each other with great excitement.
"Oh, do I ever love this," I said. "Oh, it's fantastic. Isn't it great, giving each other this kind of sensation?"
"It certainly is. I just love it," she said. "Keep those fingers, moving around my snatch. As you can see, I'm getting nice and dewy down there. I'm getting nice and moist. That means I'll be ready to explode not long from now."
"As you can see, I'm pretty moist myself."
"I know. Let's get ourselves to where we're so hot that we can hardly stand it, then we'll move on to something else."
"I'm just about at that point right now."
"So am I."
We kept those fingers moving around with vigorous abandon. The longer we kept it up the more our bodies began to tremble.
Finally we released our fingers from each other's snatch.
"Now I've just got to do something else," she laughed.
"What's that?"
"Just watch. Just wait and see."
I watched and she shoved her right index finger inside my asshole.
"Oh, you're goosing me."
"Yes, I'm finger fucking you. Do you like that?"
"I love it."
"That's good. I like it, too."
I was alive with excitement. I enjoyed the way she shoved that hot finger high up inside my rectum. She twisted it around in a corkscrew fashion, providing me with great excitement.
"Oh, this is too much. You're too much. You're quite a wild fucker," I said.
"Yes, I know I am," she laughed.
"Oh, baby, keep it up."
My body twisted back and forth. I was thriving on the excitement which she was supplying with her finger.
"You can make me happy if you do the same thing to me," she said.
"You want me to finger fuck you?"
"That's exactly what I want. Just run that hot finger high up into my asshole."
"I get hot just hearing you say that."
"Okay, honey, let's put those hot feelings into constructive action."
"I am more than happy to."
I let my hot finger soar inside her asshole.
I twisted it around in the same type of corkscrew manner she had employed with her finger fucking inside my asshole.
Now I was working my finger around with the same degree of energy, with the same degree of skill, with the same degree of speed she was employing inside my ass. We matched each other with darting movements up each other's asshole. I stabbed relentlessly, letting that finger pierce deep inside her hot rectum.
It felt wonderful, feeling around those intimate parts. I kept prying it around in there, getting her all the hotter as time elapsed.
"Oh, that's great, you're fantastic at it. I love it," she said. "Keep that up. Keep up that finger fucking. I love those finger movements. You're great, you're great. Oh, this is really living."
I looked down on the floor and observed Ben sitting in a corner of the room. He was watching everything attentively. I knew just how eager he must have been to get into the action right then and there.
I intended on letting Ben in on some action later. He was much too good a dog to leave out of hot sex action like this.
He was entitled to be involved in such brisk, stirring sex activity.
As for Sally and myself, we kept on letting our hot bodies twist and turn while our finger movements continued.
I kept on prying and stabbing that hot finger of mine high inside her asshole, and she matched me stroke for stroke by doing the identical same thing.
Back and forth those finger movements continued, and our hot bodies began to work up a sweat.
Suddenly, Sally removed her finger from my asshole.
"Okay, honey, now I've just got to suck your snatch, I'm just about ready to shoot."
"I'm in the same boat. My cunt is burning up."
"Oh, darling, I really dig you."
She thrust her hot lips against mine. They pressed together with great urgency.
Our hot bodies trembled as those lips remained pressed against each other for several long seconds.
She finally released her lips from mine. "Oh, baby, now I want inside your mouth," she said.
"You're more welcome inside there than anybody I know."
"Do I ever love hearing things like that. Your words are music to my ears."
"Oh, let's french."
I thrust my tongue high inside her open mouth. I let my tongue glide against hers.
It was great, bathing in her hot saliva as we got ourselves steamed up to the maximum.
Those tongues twisted and turned with great excitement. We both began panting heavily as tongue merged against tongue.
As those tongues continued to remain locked against each other, she reached out and grabbed hold of my breast with her right hand.
With vigorous authority she worked those fingers around my tits. My tits were nice and firm, ripe for the touch.
She touched them and twisted her fingers around my nipples, causing me great excitement.
I reached out and grabbed hold of her breasts. They were so warm and firm, so full, so ripe, so wonderful to touch.
Now our fingers were gliding excitedly around each other's tits. And while that was going on our tongues remained pressed against each other's.
I finally broke our kiss. I was panting feverishly by the time that I did so.
As for my cunt, it was on fire, ready to explode. I was just waiting for some ripe contact from her hot, savory tongue.
"Let's sixty-nine, darling, that's the only way to fly at this point," she said.
"Oh, honey, I can dig it."
"Let's get down there and suck. I really want your twat."
"I want your juice."
"Yes, I'm going to gush in your mouth."
"And you're going to gush in mine."
"Right on."
We settled down inside the bed. We looked over at each other and smiled.
We grinned approvingly, and then got ready to launch into our sucking escapades.
I leaned my head forward and slipped my tongue around inside her blazing furnace of a snatch.
As furnaces, my own cunt was much the same thing. It was burning, just ready for some brisk, enthusiastic tongue action.
We slipped and slid those hot tongues over each other's moist red vaginas.
The longer we kept up the sucking, the better we both liked it.
I decided that there was a way to derive added satisfaction from the sex act.
I stabbed my hot, right index finger high up inside her rectum once more.
Her body twisted and turned and she began sucking me even faster, putting forth even more vigor into her blazing movements.
She immediately reciprocated, shoving her finger inside my asshole.
Now our bodies were twisting and turning on that bed, leaving the springs jangling as we sucked to the height of our passions.
Stroke for stroke, we sucked eagerly, letting those tongues maneuver magnificently inside each other's love pits.
While the hot sucking was continuing, we kept on allowing those fingers complete latitude. We kept on permitting those fingers to stab ever so eagerly inside each other's asshole.
Now, we were reaching the final stages of our hot suck. There was no way that we could maintain our pace for much longer. We were much too hot.
I juiced first, and she was just a few seconds behind. After that, she immediately removed her tongue from my love pit.
"Oh, I loved sucking inside that beautiful nest," she said, running her fingers affectionately inside my snatch.
"The feeling's mutual, darling."
"Oh, honey, I've got to kiss you."
She leaned forward and let her lips press against mine. It was a magnificent kiss of gratitude.
We were expressing gratitude to each other after a wonderful suck.
"I wonder if Ben would like to get in on the action now," she looked over at him and grinned.
I looked over in Ben's direction and observed his tail wagging. I knew just how badly he wanted in on the action at that point.
"Okay, let's get him in on the action," I said.
"I've got just the thing in mind," she laughed.
"Just what is that? I'm always so curious to hear what you're going to say."
"I would like to have him fuck my snatch."
"I'm sure he'd be more than delighted at the opportunity."
"I'm certain he would, too. But I'd like to do something even more."
"Don't keep me in suspense any longer," I chuckled.
"Okay, while he's really slamming his pecker into me, I'd like to be eating out your box."
"So you want to suck me again?" I chuckled.
"I certainly do. I could suck you all day and all night."
"It's nice to know that you're popular."
"You're always popular with my tongue. You're popular with my snatch, too."
"That's music to my ears."
"Speaking of music, I'll get Ben's ready to make a lot of it right now."
"I guess so. He's bound to have gotten a lot more horny just by sitting there and watching us, if I know him."
"I'm sure you're right."
"Let's call him."
"Let's do."
I motioned toward my hot German shepherd.
"Ben, come here, honey. There's a beautiful girl here who wants to fuck with you," I laughed. "Beautiful Sally wants you to make love to her. She wants your hot cock inside her snatch."
Ben, immediately came running. I was excited at the prospect of some more exciting action.
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Come on, baby, I want you inside my snatch," Sally said.
She got down on all fours, giving him a chance to pump it to her dog style.
"Could you help me out, honey?" she asked me. "You could help fit that long, red prick of his inside my pussy."
"Sure, I'll do that."
"Hold off, though. Don't do it for right now. I'm having a blast just looking at him. I know how to really get him turned on."
I watched, as Sally reached down with her left hand, and allowed her fingers to probe inside her moist mound. There was still plenty of juice there from the last time that she had orgasmed.
She pulled the fingers out and waved them for Ben's purposes.
"You see the pussy, Ben, you see my pussy juice?" she said.
Ben darted over toward her. He dutifully licked the pussy juice off her fingers.
"You see, he loves my pussy, doesn't he?" she laughed.
"He certainly does. I like your pussy, too."
"Oh, darling, you're really something. For a gal that didn't want to go the les route, you're sure having a blast."
"Yes, I guess you can say that I made a rapid convert."
"You certainly did. Now you can fit that dog's pecker inside my mound. I can hardly wait until he humps me. Then I want you to sit on my face, baby, I want you to sit there and relax while I'm pumping it to you with my tongue."
"That sounds like the fuck to end all fucks," I laughed.
"You're going to be getting it up the cunt from Ben, and I'm going to be sucked off by you."
"I know just about how it'll go," she nodded. "The faster that old Ben pumps that dick of his into me, the faster I'll suck your twat. It works that way. When you really know what its all about, you can maintain awfully fast rhythm."
I fitted that hot, red dong inside her snatch. She let out a sigh of exhilaration once he entered her.
"Oh, he's inside me. I love it, I love that dick."
He began humping her quickly, right from the outset. I watched as he moved those hindquarters into high gear, and drilled her hot, savory box.
I was content just to watch the action for a while. The longer I watched it, the more my body began to tremble.
"Wow, he's really stabbing that dick inside you," I exclaimed.
"Yes, he really is. That dog can really fuck."
"Wow, he's quite a guy."
"Okay, baby, now I'm ready for your snatch," she said. "I want to stab that pussy of yours with my tongue."
"You're quite a woman."
"So are you. I'm hungry for your snatch."
"Only you would be that eager for double action. It's not enough to be getting stabbed by a hot dog's dick. You want to be sucking me at the same time."
"There's nothing like doubling your pleasure."
"I suppose there isn't," I chuckled.
I squatted my body down in front of her.
I made certain that my cunt was left level with her tongue.
I was doing precisely what she wanted me to do, sitting in her face, giving her the opportunity she needed to turn that fiery tongue of hers loose inside my pussy.
She began energetically turning that tongue loose at great speed, drilling inside my mound.
I could tell from the speedy manner in which she began that she was good and hot. She was getting turned on by those hot, fiery stabs from the long red pecker of Ben.
Ben was a hot canine, and as he observed her body, trembling with great anticipation, it made him all the more eager to supply her with the very ultimate in sensual thrills.
Back and forth that dick of his pumped. Fast and furious inside her mound. And as it was driving inside her enthusiastically, she kept on letting that tongue fly over my snatch.
Just as she had anticipated, the faster that Ben pumped that dick into her, the faster in turn she sucked out my twat.
She did such a magnificent job of applying that feverish tongue to my pussy I couldn't help but explode quickly.
"Oh, I'm shooting. I'm shooting," I said.
She gobbled up my snatch juice quickly, then exclaimed:
"I want to suck you some more. I want some more juice. I want to keep on sucking you until Ben gushes in my twat."
" "That's fine with me, baby. Anybody who can suck like you, can suck me just as long as she wants."
This time she started out by nibbling on my clitoris. She was eager about getting me as excited as possible. She was setting me up for another satisfying suck, but she was doing it her way, on her terms.
I was more than happy to supply her with free range, since she was giving me such great thrills.
While that hot dong of Ben's kept on slamming into her devastatingly, she kept on letting those teeth move around inside my clitoris.
My ass began to slide back and forth, moving from side to side briskly as she kept on sucking out my twat.
I could tell that Ben was getting close to the point of shooting. I could hear his hot breath panting as he kept on sending his big dick inside her mound.
He manipulated it at a searing clip, driving it forward enthusiastically, stabbing and pushing relentlessly.
She matched his fervent activities with her own sucking efforts. She was moving me close to the brink of shooting again.
I gushed a second time. At that point she released her tongue from my mound after tasting my delicious desserts.
"Oh, oh, fuck me, fuck me, Ben," she exclaimed. "Just a few more hot stabs, baby, I know you're going to gush inside me, honey. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
The dog kept on sending his hot cock inside her mound.
I turned around and observed the final few stages of the fucking session.
"Fuck, honey, fuck," she said. "Oh, you're in me, you're juicing, you're juicing. Look at that juice. Oh, you're juicing, honey, I love it, I love it, I love it."
I watched the hot white stream of pecker juice shoot inside her mound.
It gave me a thrill to think that my own German shepherd was capable of pleasing women to the extent he was.
That sea of sperm seemed to never end. It kept gushing out of there in huge gobs.
When he finally finished, I pried his dick loose from her mound.
"It looks like he gave you all the action you could possibly stand,'" I laughed.
"Yes, he certainly did."
"I wonder if you've had enough sex for the day."
"You know, I never seem to get enough sex."
"From you, I can believe that."
"Well, I'm a hot, growing girl."
"You're about as hot as anybody I've ever seen."
"That's quite a magnificent compliment," she said.
"I only said it because I meant it. You're quite a woman."
"I'm naturally turned on by hot women. That's why I've been able to get so excited. Here I'm in a room with a hot chick, and a dog with a big dick who's more than willing to use it on me any time and in any way that I want it."
"I suppose that's your idea of paradise."
"It'll do until a better one comes along."
"I don't think a better one could possibly come along."
"You know, neither do I," she laughed. The next thing I knew she was petting Ben and looking at him with great affection.
"Honey, I'd like for you to suck me now," she said.
"I'm sure he'd be more than happy to suck your twat," I said.
"That's great. Maybe I'd just better stretch out on my back."
"That'll do it. I think if you play with your pussy and hold out some snatch juice like you did before, that'll do the trick."
"You know, you're right. A girl ought to do a little advertising."
"It won't take much with this guy."
"I know it won't."
I watched as she stretched out on her back. She parted those lovely legs.
I got so turned on looking at her moist pussy well and her beautiful, lean legs that I almost felt like going down there and sucking her myself. If it weren't for the fact that she specifically wanted Ben to do it to her at that point, I would have been more than willing to do the job.
Ben was watching attentively as her fingers went to work on her mound. She reached down there and pulled some pussy juice out.
She held her fingers up for him to see.
"Pick up the scent, baby. Look at the pussy juice," she said. "The girl's got pussy juice on her fingers. You see that, baby. Don't you like that?"
Ben's tail began to wag enthusiastically. He sprinted toward her, just like a bloodhound picking up the scent.
I watched that nose of his move around sensitively. He was sniffing like crazy as he zeroed in on her fingers.
Once more he licked the juice clean from her fingers.
"That's it, baby, and there's lots more of that around," she said.
His head dropped excitedly as he watched her masturbate eagerly with her right hand.
She moved those fingers around her snatch with great excitement. The quicker she did it and the longer she kept it up, the more excited her movements became.
Not only was she moving her fingers more briskly now, but her entire body was reacting to what was going on with her fingers.
"Come on, baby, suck my twat, suck my pussy, I want you to eat me out," she said. "I want you to attack my pussy lining. I want you to suck it, I want you to suck out every drop of this hot snatch."
The dog zeroed in on her mound. He let his hot red tongue glide around inside her pussy.
I watched that hot red tongue turn into a hot bed of blinding sexual need as it manipulated its way around inside her mound.
Her body twisted and trembled even more rapidly than before as he kept up that spirited sucking.
"Oh, that's great, keep it up," she said.
"Come on, Ben, baby, suck out her pussy," I said. "Suck out the beautiful lady's lovely twat. Suck her, honey, suck out that juice. Eat it, eat it raw, eat her snatch juice."
The dog kept on working that tongue around enthusiastically. He was covering all fronts, making certain that he sucked out every delicious crevice of flesh.
"Oh, I'm getting close already," Sally exclaimed excitedly.
"I'm not the least bit surprised, considering the way he's sucking you."
"Isn't he fantastic?"
"He's even more than that."
"I know. He's a super fuck and a super suck."
"That's a good way of describing him."
"It's about the only way of describing him."
"And even that doesn't completely do him justice."
"There's no way to completely do that dog justice."
"I guess you're right."
The hot feverish tongue action continued as he drove her ever closer to the big moment of orgasm.
"Keep on sucking, Ben, baby, keep on giving her that action," I said.
"Oh, yes, yes, he's really getting me there now," she sighed.
Back and forth that tongue worked. I could see from the way her body was trembling that Sally could not hold on for much longer. Pretty soon she would be orgasming inside his mouth.
"Oh, here it is. Catch it, baby, catch my pussy juice, it's shooting in your mouth. It's going in your mouth, honey. There it is, honey, there it is," she sighed.
I watched the juice explode inside his mouth. He eagerly devoured every precious drop of her pussy juice.
"How'd you like to be sucked out by him?" Sally looked at me.
"You know, I really got excited watching that."
"I know. I could tell from the way you were watching."
"You brought up a good point. I would like to be sucked out by him."
"Well, then take my place down here. You know darn well that tongue of his is ready for more action."
"I know. He never wants to stop."
"I don't blame him. I wish I knew more men like him."
"You and me both."
She got up from the bed. I couldn't help but admire those beautiful lines of her body.
She stood next to the bed. I spread my body out. I laid down on my back, spreading my legs eagerly.
I began in the same fashion that she did. I worked my fingers around inside my pussy.
Ben watched with eagerness. He looked like he was all set to go to work.
I watched that tongue begin to work its way around against the sides of his mouth. It meant that he was set to let it loose inside my snatch.
"Come on, honey, suck me, baby, come on and suck," I said.
He immediately went to work sliding that tongue around inside my snatch. He worked at a feverish clip, eager to receive a load of warm juice for his efforts.
"Just keep it up, darling, keep on sucking me," I said eagerly. "I love that sucking. I love you, I love your tongue, I really love it. It's great. Oh, keep that tongue twisting. Oh, Sally, look at the way it's twisting inside me. This guy is fantastic. He just can't miss. Look at the way that tongue's twisting inside."
"I know. He did the same thing to me, he doesn't miss a trick," she said.
"Oh, baby, you're getting there. You're getting me there already," I said. "Keep it up, honey, oh, oh, oh, I'm going, going, oh, catch it all, baby, eat me. Eat out every drop. Eat out that hot liquid. Oh, eat my pussy. Eat that snatch juice."
I wound up with a big grin on my face. I was completely satisfied with the effort he had put into the sucking activity.
"I would say that you got yourself quite an afternoon of fun," I laughed.
"So did you," Sally said. "If it hadn't been for me coaxing you, probably none of this would have happened."
"That might be right," I said. "I might have found a way to fuck with Ben, though."
"You probably would have," she laughed.
I looked at her with great admiration. I got up from the bed and walked over toward her. I ran my fingers over her lovely breasts. I cupped my fingers around those magnificent globes of flesh.
I plunged my lips forward and let them pierce devastatingly against hers.
We were exchanging another breathless kiss. I loved her and wasn't afraid to show it.
More liberated I was becoming as a woman, the happier I also seemed to become.
"You're not bad, baby, not bad at all," Sally laughed.
"I'm wild about your pussy," I whispered. "You want to sixty-nine again?"
"Why not? We can both make it one more time."
Once more we climbed into bed together.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
It was two days following my sizzling ordeal with Sally and Ben.
I was working at the library, and it was in the middle of the afternoon. Sally wasn't working that day, and I kind of missed her.
Following that wild sex joust, I found myself noticeably missing her when she wasn't around. She didn't work every day. I was a little bored sitting around straightening things out, and I had no customers whatsoever in the library at that point.
All of a sudden, Frank Lewin burst in. He had with him a handsome young blond-haired young man of about his own age.
"Hello, baby," he greeted me with a grin.
"Frank, I haven't seen you in quite a while."
"Yeah, not since that day that we had all the fun."
"So what brings you this way?"
"Well, for one thing, I came back to return some books."
"Fine," I nodded.
He handed the books over the desk to me and I took them.
"There's also another reason," he smiled broadly.
"And just what is that?"
"I want a little action."
"You certainly are blunt about these things," I said, not even trying to hide my disgust. "You talk this way right in front of your friend. It's embarrassing. I've never even met him before."
"I'm planning on taking care of that right now," he said. "His name is Phillip Harger. Phil, meet Gail."
"I've heard an awful lot about you," Phil grinned.
"I'll just bet."
"Every bit of it was good," Phil said. "Frank thinks a lot of you."
"I was just thinking, honey, how about the four of us going in your little office?" Frank leaned over and whispered to me.
"Sorry, but I can't do it."
"How come?" Frank looked at me disappointedly.
"Because I've got to take care of things on the job."
"How about Sally? Where's she?"
"She's not working today."
"And you can't leave things alone here?"
"No, I'm afraid I can't."
"Gee, that's real tough. What time do you get off work?"
"The library closes at 5 o'clock."
"Then how would this be. How about Frank and I coming back here at five? We'd like to take you over to your apartment."
"I get the idea. What we can't do in the office now, you'd like to do in my pad later."
"You've got the general idea," Frank laughed.
I watched as they walked away. I began getting excited just thinking about 5 o'clock.
They were back promptly at five o'clock. I was getting itchy with excitement by that time, just waiting to take them to my apartment.
They followed behind in Frank's car. The longer I looked at his friend, Phil, the more excited I became.
Phil was a good looking young guy, and when they arrived at five o'clock, I noticed readily the dangling cocks which rested between their legs.
They were good and hard, and I was more than ready for them. I was willing to give them all the fun that they could handle.
We arrived at my place.
"Could I fix you guys something to drink?" I asked.
"Provided you've got some booze," Frank said. "You guys really are corrupt, aren't you?"
"Not corrupt. We're swingers," Phil laughed. I fixed them some vodka and tomato juice, fixing a bloody mary for myself as well.
By the time we got through that drink, we were more than ready to move into the bedroom.
"Let's get to work," Phil said.
As for Ben, he had been sleeping on the kitchen floor. He had done no more than to just prop his head up and blink several times when the boys arrived.
I told them not to disturb him, in that he was attempting to get some rest.
"He sure looks like a lazy character," Phil laughed.
"As a matter-of-fact, he's just the opposite," I said. "It's just that he has to rest up between sessions."
"You mean he's quite a stud?" Frank laughed;
"That's the understatement of the year," I said. "He can really give a gal a ride. You should have seen what happened when I had Sally here the other day. He took care of both of us."
"No kidding," Phil laughed. "So he digs doing it with chicks."
"From what I hear, more and more dogs are going that route these days," Frank said.
"Why not, just as long as they can get gorgeous chicks like our friend here to do it with."
We left Ben lying on the floor asleep. We went into the bedroom.
The boys were in a very rambunctious frame of mind. They wanted a good hot fuck, and I was with them on that score.
"I'm going to get my clothes off so fast I'm going to break a speed record," Frank laughed.
"You're going to have to be fast to beat me," Phil said.
"I guess we both want it, Phil, old boy."
"That's an understatement."
I watched as they quickly removed their clothes. It made me feel good to know they were that eager to get into the act with me.
I watched them as they shed their clothing. Pretty soon they were stripped down and ready to go.
I observed those huge hard-ons which they sported. It got me all the hotter for action. "You guys are sure hard," I exclaimed. "Yes, and we're all set to fuck," Phil said. "How about fucking with us," Frank said. "Fine, fine with me."
"You're going to have to get those clothes off first," Frank said.
"I'll be glad to help you," Phil said, moving toward me quickly.
"I won't mind that at all," I said.
"Can I get in on the action myself?" Frank asked.
"I don't see why you can't."
I stood not far from the bed. A smile swept across my face, as I observed them moving toward me quickly.
"Go to it, men," I encouraged.
"We certainly will," Frank said.
The next thing I knew Frank was reaching out and touching my blouse. He was manipulating his fingers around it.
"Just what are you doing there, my good fellow," I laughed.
"I'm getting ready to take this blouse off."
"I think I'll help out," Phil exclaimed. "I think that I should help out by taking off her skirt."
"Go right ahead, old buddy."
While Frank was tugging at my blouse, pulling it over my head, his friend Phil went to work on my skirt.
He unzipped it quickly, his trembling fingers excited at the prospect of seeing me naked.
"Are we ever going to give you a fuck you won't forget," Phil laughed.
"Right on," Frank said.
Once Frank succeeded in taking off my blouse, slipping it over my head, then tossing it casually to the floor, he reached out and let his right hand work its way underneath my bra.
"Oh, baby, what a set of tits you've got," he said.
It felt wonderful to just stand there and feel those smooth movements over my breast.
Those firm breasts of mine always liked being touched by warm male hands. And Frank's were very warm.
As for Phil, he was stooping down and tugging at my skirt, pulling it off.
"Damned, but you've got fantastic legs," he said.
"Thank you, baby," I smiled.
He pulled the skirt off and I stepped out of it.
Now that I was down to my panties and bra, my two male admirers were panting all the more eagerly.
"Oh, dammit, do I ever love looking at you when you're like this," Phil said.
"She sure is good enough to eat," Frank said.
"We'll do that, along with a lot of other things," Phil chuckled.
"That's for sure," Frank nodded. "We've got an ambitious schedule laid out for us."
"With all the attention I'm about to get, I don't know if I can take it," I said.
Now Frank was removing his fingers from my tits. He reached behind me and tugged at the straps which held together my bra.
"I want to see those naked tits. I want to see them and touch them," he panted.
As for Phil, he had something else on his mind.
"I've got to get these panties off," he exclaimed. "I want to see this chick's naked cunt. I want to see that mound. I want to play with it."
"Oh, you guys are just driving me out of my mind. You're too much. You're just too much," I panted.
I watched Phil tug earnestly at my panties. The next thing I knew he had completely pulled them off and I was stepping out of them.
I watched his eyes widen with excitement. I looked down between his legs and observed that long, hard prong sticking out. I knew just how badly it desired immediate contact.
"Oh, you look so fantastic, I love looking at that pussy," Phil said.
At that very point, Frank was finishing the act of taking off my bra. He pulled it off and discarded it.
His first action after doing that was to plunge his head forward and kiss my left breast. He then immediately kissed my right.
"Oh, darling, do I love that action," I sighed.
"Do I love these tits," he said.
He reached out with both hands, each hand grabbing hold of a tit. He permitted his fingers to work their way with brisk effectiveness around that warm, smooth flesh of mine.
Speaking of warm and smooth flesh, Phil was also occupying himself with interesting activities. Now he was letting his right hand work its way up and down my leg.
"Let's all get in bed together," Phil said.
"That's one winner of an idea," Frank nodded emphatically.
"Okay, my dears," I said. "With the kind of wonderful attention I'm receiving from both of you right now, I'm not about to deny any request the two of you might make."
We slipped into bed together. I liked the idea of having two hot, panting young studs coming after me.
Now Phil was becoming enchanted with my pussy. He looked down there at it and moved his fingers from my leg to my snatch.
"My, but that snatch looks delicious," he laughed. "I've just got to play with it. I've got to run these fingers around that nice, matted pussy hair, then let them touch that red, swelling vagina."
"As you can see, it's starting to get wet down there," I said.
"I sure can see that," Phil nodded. "I like that kind of action. I like it when a girl gets nice and moist."
"Well, you can credit yourself with that," I said. "After all, you two guys have gotten me good and hot."
Phil went to work briskly exercising those fingers of his around my mound.
If I thought I was moist before, I didn't know the half of it. The longer those fingers worked their fingers energetically around my snatch, the hotter and more increasingly moist I became.
Now my entire body was trembling as those finger movements continued.
It was great, getting that kind of action from those two beautiful guys.
While Phil was manipulating his fingers around my red snatch, setting passionate fires igniting in it, his friend, Frank, was also keeping me more than occupied.
"I've got to get even closer to these beautiful tits," Frank exclaimed.
"Why don't you start sucking them, baby," I said.
"That's just the thing I was working up to."
"You don't need to work into it any longer. Those finger movements have got me on fire. Just start running that tongue around there, sweetheart. You'll really enjoy that."
"I know. I'm drooling just now, thinking about it."
"Then go to work, sweetheart. Put that tongue to work there."
His tongue began to energetically work its way around my breast. He started with my left breast, working his tongue into a passionate frenzy. He then switched his efforts to my right breast, repeating the same kind of exciting activity. He would let his teeth go to work after that, prying around my nipples. It was great the way he put those teeth to work.
He knew just how to nibble. He exercised the teeth in a very soft manner, letting them edge around those nipples.
While all this was happening, I was panting and sighing with increasingly greater rapidity.
Now my breasts were being well taken care of, and my friend, Phil was manipulating his fingers around my pussy, even more eagerly than before.
"I just can't get over how hot you two guys are," I laughed. "When you start working those fingers and tongues around, there's just no quitting."
"Who wants to quit with a beautiful chick like you?" Phil asked.
At that point, Frank removed his tongue from my breasts.
"How'd you like to trade for a few minutes, old buddy?" Frank asked.
"Fine. I'd like a shot at those tits."
"And I'd like a shot at her snatch."
"Then we've got ourselves a deal."
"But I'll warn both of you guys," I said, "I can't take much more of this excitement. Before I know it I'm going to be shooting my juices."
"We're not going to take you that far this way," Frank said. "By the time you get ready to shoot off those juices, we're going to be sucking you."
"We wouldn't miss out on a trick like that," Phil chuckled.
I watched with great excitement as the two hot young lovers switched positions. It did me a world of good to know that I was thought that highly of by both of them.
"Sock it to me, men," I encouraged them with a chuckle.
"We certainly will," Frank said with determination.
"You sure are one hell of a lovely woman," Phil said. "You make one great librarian."
"But what we're doing now you can't find in books," I laughed.
"You want to bet?" Frank chuckled. "You can in the kinds of books that Phil and I read."
"It was just a figure of speech," I said. "I've got books like that, too. As a matter-of-fact, I used a picture book to get a hot young guy excited the other day."
"Good for you," Frank said.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Frank immediately zeroed in on my snatch.
"I've just got to play with this lovely thing," he said. "It's just such a beautiful little toy. So nice and moist. I've just got to put my fingers to work on it."
"Don't keep me in suspense any longer, darling," I said.
"I won't. I really won't."
He put those fingers to work inside my mound. My body began to tremble from his stimulating finger movements.
While that was happening, Phil was putting his fingers to work on my breasts. He was working into things slowly and gradually, getting acquainted with my hot tits.
"Frank's right," Phil said. "You do have some nice, firm tits. Oh, I just love prying my fingers around them. I love their firmness. I love their warmth. I just love you, baby."
At that point, while the three of us were smoldering with passion, the bedroom door, which had been open a crack, flew open all the way.
I looked up and was startled to observe Ben making a quick entrance.
I surmised what probably happened. He awakened from his nap, then heard sounds in the bedroom.
Now he was there to investigate, and I didn't like the expression he had on his face.
He observed Frank running his fingers over my pussy. At that point he ran toward Frank and began growling.
"Ben, stop that," I reprimanded.
Upon hearing my voice calling out to Ben, Phil looked up and removed his fingers from my breasts.
While Phil and I watched with helplessness, a growling Ben was going after Frank.
He reached out and bit him on the ankle.
"Ben, stop that," I shouted.
I jumped quickly out of the bed and reached out with my open right hand, delivering a stinging slap to Ben's back.
Ben immediately jumped back, beginning to sob like a sensitive puppy.
"Stop that, Frank's a friend of mine," I continued to reprimand my German shepherd. "I don't want you biting my friends. Now don't be such a jealous dog. Yes, I have other male lovers, too. Now, get out of here, scram, Ben. I'll deal with you later."
I walked toward the door with him. I held the door open. He gave me a sad look as he walked slowly out the door. This time I closed the door all the way.
"I'm sorry, honey," I said. "Should I put something on that?"
I looked down at his leg. The skin had been broken and there were signs of blood.
"Nah, it's not anything," he said.
"At least let me put a band-aid on it."
"Okay, if you say so."
"I'll put some rubbing alcohol on it, then a band-aid. I want to clean the wound for you."
"It's nothing," Frank shrugged. "It's no big thing. It hardly even hurts. It's just a tiny wound."
"It needs a band-aid anyway," I said.
I was still furious at Ben for what he had done. We had been having such a wonderful little lovemaking session, and all of a sudden it had been interrupted by his angry intrusion.
I hadn't thought he would do something like that. He hadn't been the least bit jealous about Sally. But he must have thought of male competition in a completely different context.
I dressed his wound and then we were all set to go back to action.
Frank put those fingers to work talentedly around my mound. The more briskly he moved them, the hotter I became.
"Why don't you suck my pussy," I suggested.
At that same time my breasts were getting a fervent workout from Phil's passionate tongue.
He let that tongue dance fervently around my breasts, letting it cover every crevice of skin.
I was happy that I was firm there, so firm that men just loved to probe their tongues around my breasts.
Phil looked up for a moment, removing his tongue from my breasts and asking:
"How about me?" he said. "What do you want me to do for fun?"
"You're doing a great job sucking my breasts."
"But look at this cock," he pointed down toward his huge organ.
"It looks downright delicious to me," I said.
"How'd you like to suck it," He asked, reaching down and tugging up and down on his prick several times, just to make things all the more interesting.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea," I said.
"Then let's get the show on the road."
"I'd love to do down on this mound of yours," Frank said at that point, licking his lips with expectation.
"That ought to make for a wonderful screw," I said. "I can be sucking Phil's cock while you're going down on me."
"That way everybody will be happy," Frank nodded. "And about the time I get through this cock of mine will be burning with energy. About that time I'll be ready to fuck you."
"Yes, so that means I've got two good fucks to look forward to."
"At the very least," Phil smiled. "Yes, at the very least."
Frank made the first move. He parted my legs gingerly, then zeroed in on my asshole.
He wanted to suck my anus first, and that was fine with me, considering the talented manner in which he put his tongue to work.
He slipped that tongue around frenziedly, high into my asshole. He stabbed at a darting pace, holding back nothing. He was determined to get me good and excited right from the outset.
My entire body came unglued on the basis of his frenzied efforts. I let my hips sway back and forth, groaning and gasping as the fervent sucking continued.
While that was happening, Phil handed me his hard prong. He wanted me to tug up and down on it.
I reached out with my right hand and eagerly accepted his gift. It was like I was holding a fleshy time bomb in my fingers.
I worked my fingers around his dick like I was playing with some kind of new explosive toy. At first I touched it very tenderly, barely moving my fingers around on top of it, but as time went on, I commenced moving my fingers at a more rapid clip.
Now Frank was shoving that hot, flaming red tongue of his up inside my anus as far it would go. He kept on thrusting, and as he thrust, my entire body moved back and forth.
My hips were sliding at an eager clip. I was thoroughly enjoying the movements that were being put into motion.
"Now I've got to shove that thing inside your mouth," Phil said. "You're doing a great job of working your fingers around it."
"You've really got me excited."
"Then that makes two of us."
"Oh, honey, do you want me to suck it right now?"
"No, I want to guide it into your mouth."
"Suit yourself," I said.
I settled back and watched as he manipulated his hips over my body, over my head.
It soon became evident what he was about to do, and whereas I had generally opposed having sex with men in such a manner, in his case I didn't mind at all. As a matter-of-fact, I was looking forward to it.
He was getting set to shove that prick inside my mouth. He wanted to do the manipulating. He wanted to supply me with a surging throat fuck.
I watched as he lowered his body continuously downward. He continued to feed me hot dick until he unloaded his prick in my mouth.
I watched his hips flail back and forth. He was manipulating his body magnificently as he shoved that spear inside my mouth.
Now that he was feeding me his huge cock, his friend, Frank, decided to switch his movements from my asshole to my cunt.
Now Frank was sucking magnificently inside my box. He was letting that feverish tongue of his slip and slide with great urgency.
He was moving that tongue around with fantastic flexibility, making certain that it covered every form and crevice of flesh.
My whole body was alive with a sense of being. I was being entertained royally by two hot, young men and was enjoying every second of it.
While the snatch licking continued at a frantic clip, Phil kept on shoving that prick of his deep inside my mouth.
Longer he kept up the sucking, the faster he seemed to go.
His body was manipulating itself magnificently as he timed his strokes.
"Oh, do I love this fucking," he sighed. "I love the throat fuck. I love being in control of the scene, I enjoy sucking you this way. This is great. This is really great. I really love it."
That made two of us. Even though I was having difficulty breathing, that was a small price to pay for all the blissful enthusiasm I was enjoying from those stabbing cock movements which he kept consistently putting forward.
"Oh, I love being inside that beautiful mouth," he said. "I love fucking you this way, baby. I'm going to be giving you a hot load of white juice very soon. I'm going to be juicing into your mouth before you even know it."
Because I was getting such fantastic sensations from his cock, I naturally grew all the more excited about the cunt sucking that I was receiving from Frank.
He kept on tearing that hot tongue into me at a relentless clip, moving me that much closer to the big moment of orgasm.
He reached inside my asshole with his finger, prying around excitedly while his tongue kept on working frantically at my box.
I shot once, then immediately got hot all over again. It was apparent that the twin efforts that were being supplied me were bearing immediate fruit.
"Oh, I'm getting close, real close," Phil exclaimed. He manipulated his body that much more swiftly and shoved that huge, bulky spear into my mouth that much more deeply.
Now he was stabbing relentlessly at my throat while the frenzied sucking continued.
"Oh, I'm there, I'm there, I'm there," he announced.
The hot deluge hit. The juice spilled wildly into my mouth. I tried to catch all of it, but some of it escaped out of the sides of my mouth.
At the very time he was shooting, my own pussy exploded for a second time. That gave Frank another opportunity to eat my luxurious female juices.
Once Phil released his prick from my mouth, he exclaimed:
"That's one of the best fucks I've ever had."
"Same with me," I nodded.
"Well that makes three of us," Frank smiled.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
It seemed like just being around each other got us steamed up to the fullest.
We were of an identical spirit. All of us were hot by nature, and loved nothing more than a good roll in the hay.
"Hey, lookit here!" Frank grinned. "Just look at the size of this big cock of mine."
"It looks like it needs immediate attention," Phil smiled.
"Yes, just like yours needed it a few minutes ago," I grinned.
"Yes, this big dick of mine needs attention," Frank said.
He tantalized me with his big stick. He ran his right hand up and down the lengthy surface of it. He naturally hypnotized me with those movements.
I couldn't help but get turned on by just watching him manipulate those fingers around it. He knew that I loved good, hot, young dick, and by just giving me something to observe, he got me good and excited.
He kept on manipulating those fingers around it. The longer he kept it up, the hungrier I got for his dick.
"Do you want me to eat it, baby?" I asked. "No, I would like to hump you with it," he exclaimed.
"Fine. My pussy's waiting for you."
"That wasn't the thing I had in mind," he looked at me soberly.
"Well, then what did you have in mind?" I asked.
"I wanted to slip my dick up your asshole," he calmly explained.
"Come on, honey. I don't go that route. I never have and never want to."
"Boy, you really take the cake," he chuckled.
"Now what are you doing laughing at me?"
"Here's what I mean. I think it's kind of weird that you can do it with guys in different ways, you can do it with your dog, and you can do it with chicks, but you can't let a guy shove his prick up your asshole. That I can't figure."
"Maybe I just don't want a pain in the ass," I said.
"It's not going to hurt you all that much, the way I do it," he said. "Come on, now, honey, you're being awfully silly, particularly for a gal who is as much a swinger as you are."
"I have to admit, I'm just not too keen on that type of fucking," I explained.
"I suggest that once you give it a try, you're going to become real keen on it."
"I think not."
"You never know until you actually give something a try, do you?"
"I know what you're trying to do," I said. "And you're not fooling me one bit. You're trying to whet my curiosity to where I'll forget about my present feelings."
"Those present feelings should be forgotten about," Frank said. "Come on, baby, just give this cock of mine a try, and you're going to find out what you've been missing."
"You really are persistent, aren't you?"
"When it comes to fucking with a beautiful chick, you had better believe I'm damned persistent."
I was still lying on my back, which left me in a vulnerable position.
Phil got up from the bed, standing in the corner with a grin on his face.
As for Frank, he had that seductive little grin on his face that I had seen there that day at the library, the first time I had had sex with him.
I knew he was up to something, and I wondered if my resistance would be capable of holding him off. He looked so appealing that I knew there was a good chance he could successfully overpower any resistance I might put forward.
He started out by letting the fingers of his right hand manipulate once more around my still very moist mound.
Soon he had my body trembling with great desire.
"Now you're great at that," I said. "Go down on my snatch again, honey. I'll give, you some more juice, if that's what you want."
"Right now I'm thinking about something else," he said. "I'm thinking about getting my rocks off."
He kept on manipulating those fingers around my burning bush. .
"Keep on toying with her snatch, Frank, old boy," Phil encouraged. "She's really getting hot down there."
"Yeah, but I'm really hot down there between my legs," Frank pointed out. "I've got to get my rocks off."
"I know what you mean," Phil said. "I felt the same kind of thing just a little while ago."
Frank suddenly brought his finger movements to a halt. He dabbed down there into the well of my mound, filling his fingers with my pussy juice.
He took the juice he had extracted from my snatch and slipped it around inside my asshole.
"What are you doing there?" I asked. "I was enjoying what you were doing before."
"So was I, honey, but I'm going to enjoy something else even more."
"Just what are you doing?"
"I'm just lubricating you a little," he laughed.
"I'm just getting you ready for some hot action."
He finally removed his fingers from my anus.
Now the grin on his face was widening. I sensed that he was up to something.
"Just what are you about to do?"
"I'm about to show you just what you've been missing."
"Are we back at that again?"
"Certainly. There's a point we just haven't resolved."
"I thought that topic was at an end."
"You might have thought so. I didn't."
"Please don't do that."
"Come on, baby, just wait until I stab you there a few times."
At that point he grabbed my legs, tilting them until they rested over his shoulders.
That left me at a vulnerable angle, the very one he wanted me in. He lunged his body forward quickly. With a swift, decisive thrust, he permitted his hot shaft to enter inside my anus.
My body convulsed in immediate reaction to his first probing effort.
It hurt inside my ass. He stabbed me brutally.
"Oh, that hurts, it hurts," I complained.
"It'll only hurt for a little while," Phil said.
"I know, that's what they all say," I said sarcastically. "Please, please stop that. I feel like calling Ben again."
"You wouldn't do a dirty thing like that;, would you?" Frank asked.
"I guess I wouldn't, but the next time I ask you to stop I want you to."
"It's a deal," he said. "But just give me a chance to prove to you how wrong you are."
He kept on sending that bulging spear surging into me.
Before long, I found out just how much I could enjoy it. He kept on spearing me with it, making me feel that much more excited with each stab.
"Oh, are you ever tight in there," he said. "Do I ever love fucking your asshole."
"Oh, baby, baby," I exclaimed.
Now Phil wanted back into the action. I could tell from the restless expression on his face that he was ready to resume activities.
He walked over and threw himself into bed. He threw his arms around me while Frank was continuing to stab his peter relentlessly inside my anus.
I was real tight in there, and he was making the most of that tightness. He was supplying me with relentless activity.
As for Phil, he buried his head between my breasts. He licked fervently around my hot tits.
"Oh, Phil, that feels so good," I said. "Keep it up, Phil. Keep on fucking my ass, Frank. I love the action you guys are supplying."
Now Phil was letting his tongue flow freely over my breasts. The faster he kept it up, the more noticeably my entire body began to tremble.
Phil could see he was turning me on, and it made him all the more eager.
He kept up those tongue movements around my breasts for the next few minutes. After that he decided to switch to something else.
The moment that he removed his tongue from my tits, I asked:
"What are you stopping for?"
"I want to kiss you."
"Oh, baby, that's fine with me."
"Those lips of yours have never looked redder or lovelier."
"Then let your lips press against them."
"Just the thing I was getting ready to do."
"Baby, do it, do it."
My lips plunged against his with feverish anxiety.
Our breath came together. We were breathing hard, enjoying the activity which we were supplying for each other.
While all that was happening, I kept on receiving those piercing ass stabs from Frank's hot dick.
It was fantastic getting that kind of wonderful sex two ways. That's why you can never seem to beat good sex combinations. There are all kinds of different thrills that you can experience at the same time.
Our lips locked against each other for what seemed like an eternity. We were supplying each other with all kinds of excitement.
He then withdrew his lips from mine. His next stop was inside my mouth.
"I've just got to french you," he whispered.
"Keep it up, baby, keep it up. French me, slip your tongue inside my mouth."
"I want to taste you. I want to feel your saliva," he said. "Oh, honey, that sounds so romantic. Do it, do it."
"Oh, I've got to get in your mouth."
At that point he slipped his tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues locked passionately.
Back and forth they slipped around each other.
While the tongues remained locked, Frank was getting all the more excited. He could see how my body was trembling with exhilaration. Knowing I was good and hot made him all the more eager to shove that huge spear of his around inside my asshole.
He gripped my buttocks eagerly as his feverish fucking continued. His hips rolled back and forth as he pumped that savage spear high and deep inside my hot anus.
I was reduced to a trembling, seething mass of female sensuality as that hot fucking continued. That burning spear was shoving inside me with feverish anxiety as the warm, savory tongue of Phil was continuing to supply me with great passion inside my mouth.
Stroke for stroke, the two men matched each other. Every time that Frank would send that hot bolt of penis lightning deep inside my asshole, Phil would let his tongue slide against mine.
I could tell that Frank was getting close to the big moment of explosion. Those hips of his were circulating back and forth more energetically than before and his prick was entering me more deeply than before.
"Oh, I'm just about to shoot. I can't hold it in any longer," he exclaimed.
While my tongue was continuing to slide against that of Phil, I felt the white juice bolting from the end of Frank's stick.
"Oh, I'm there, you feel it, baby?" he gasped. "Oh, I'm there. Here comes the juice. It's flowing, honey, it's really flowing. It's there, it's there, it's there."
Frank collapsed on the bed at that point. He was out of breath from all the activity.
No sooner did he shoot than Phil removed his tongue from my mouth.
"That was a great three-way screw," Phil said.
"You just can't beat that ass fucking," Frank said.
"I'm sorry I gave you static about it, baby," I said. "You were right. It was quite a blast."
The three of us rested for the next few minutes, but it wasn't long before we were back in action.
This time it was Phil who did the suggesting. "I've got a great way of doing it lined up," he laughed.
"Well, don't keep us in suspense," Frank said.
He had a boyish grin on his face. I knew there were some more fireworks in the offing.
I was happy that I had let myself go to the point of engaging in sex with hot, young high school guys. I liked their uninhibitedness, and their youthful flair.
There was no stopping them, and there didn't seem to be any stopping of me, either, when I was with them.
I settled back and got set for some more hot fucking. I wondered what kind of creative idea my friend, Phil, would be coming up with.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The first thing Phil did was not that much of a departure of what had been expected.
He parted my legs and began feverishly kissing my snatch.
"Oh, that tickles, baby. I love the way you're moving those lips around on my pussy," I gasped.
"Give it to her, Phil, old boy," Frank said. "Kiss that cunt of hers."
The longer he kissed it, the more feverish I felt inside.
I wondered when he was going further. I was certain that he was not about to stop there.
I was correct. The next thing I knew, he was turning his tongue loose on my box.
"Oh, suck my pussy. Suck it, suck it," I exclaimed.
He thrust his right forefinger inside my asshole, probing it around inside there while he kept on sliding his tongue around my box.
"Give it to her, Phil, suck her mound," Frank said. "Keep it up, old boy, keep on sucking."
I could tell from the way that Frank was talking that he was starting to get hepped up again. He had been tired for a few minutes in the immediate aftermath following that fantastic fuck he supplied to me.
But now, standing there and observing all that was happening, he was getting increasingly hotter. Now he was running his fingers around that hot dick of his as he got intrigued by what was going on inside the bed.
"Oh, honey, are you ever moving that tongue around in my mound," I said. "I love it, I just love that action. It's beautiful, that tongue of yours is doing a great job."
Back and forth that tongue of his slid. The faster he put it to work, the faster that my body shifted back and forth.
I began to anticipate his movements, and as I did, my body correspondingly moved as well. I thrust back and forth, enjoying those vigorous tongue stabs he put forward with that fervent tongue of his. That hot, red tongue kept driving me into a state of ecstasy. I was moving closer and closer to the big moment of explosion.
"I can't take much more of this passionate tongue," I exclaimed. "Just keep up the sucking, honey, just keep it up. Keep on sucking my cunt. Keep on running that tongue over my twat. I'm about td shoot: Keep it up, keep sucking me. Oh, do I ever love it. Keep moving that tongue over my twat."
He decided to take a turn in his strategy. He began putting his teeth to work nibbling on my clitoris. That nibbling really did the trick. My body began to shake so noticeably that I was about to cave the bed in. Up and down my body plunged as that sucking continued. Back and forth that tongue worked eagerly. He had gotten me hotter through the nibbling and now he was putting the tongue to work at a blistering pace on my searing mound.
"Oh, keep up that sucking," I exclaimed. "Keep it up, baby. Now you're just about getting me there. I'm just about to shoot in your mouth. You're just about to taste me. Oh, you're going to get the pussy juice. You're going to get my hot, female juices. Eat them, eat it, eat my snatch, eat it, baby, suck me, suck it all out. Suck that hot snatch out."
Those fervent tongue movements continued, and finally, a few strokes later, I could hold back the fires inside me no more.
"Oh, this is it. I'm there," I gasped. "Oh, yes, yes, this is it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."
The juice bolted out of the end of my pussy. He gladly ate every drop of my snatch juice.
He withdrew his tongue quickly from my box.
"Now wasn't that wonderful?" he asked.
"Delightful, absolutely delightful. I feel like asking you to go back for more."
"Just wait. Now, I've got the big surprise in store for you."
He dipped his finger in my pussy well, just as his friend, Frank, had earlier.
"Are you figuring on fucking me up the ass?" I asked.
"That's exactly what I've got in mind."
"How about me, old buddy?" Frank asked. "Just look at the size of this dick. You two have got me so turned on just watching you go to it that I need some action, and I need it fast."
"Tell you what, Frank. Go in the bathroom and wash off that prick of yours," Phil suggested.
"Oh, I think I know what you've got in mind," he nodded.
I watched as he walked off toward the bathroom. He kept on looking down at the big dick of his. He wanted to let it erupt in some manner.
Phil eagerly lubricated my asshole. He was getting me ready for his hot stabs.
"Tell you what you do, honey," he said, patting me on my right ass cheek tenderly. "I want you to get down on your hands and knees. I want to approach you from behind."
"Just like I was some kind of female dog in heat," I laughed.
"That's the idea," he said. "Just spread those legs out and let that ass stick out there. It makes an inspiring target for my big dick."
"I just imagine that it would."
"Okay, the dick's all clean now," Frank nodded as he re-entered the room.
"Good. You know the action," Phil said.
"I certainly do. Yeah, she can be sucking me while you're stabbing her asshole."
"Yeah, that will keep her busy both ways," Phil said.
"Don't I have something to say about that?" I asked.
"Certainly you do," Frank said. "Do you have anything to add?"
"No, as a matter-of-fact I like the way that things are," I said. "I think you guys are on the right track. I just wanted a chance to stick in my two cents worth."
I was spread out on all fours. Frank was standing right in front of the bed, positioning his cock just a few inches away from my mouth.
"Can you reach that prick of mine alright," he asked.
"No trouble at all."
"Good. Then we ought to have another great three-way fuck."
"That we will," Phil confirmed with a vigorous nod.
He slapped my asscheeks several times for good measure.
"What a healthy ass you've got down there," he said.
"Did you have to slap it to find it out?"
"No, that was just for personal pleasure."
"Did you like it."
"Yes, it's warm and firm, and that asshole must be something else."
"Let me tell you, it really is. I ought to know. My prick has been inside it."
"Well, my prick's going to be in it pretty soon."
He stroked his cock several times in rapid succession. He was letting the excitement build inside that prick of his.
Now we were all set to let everything rip. Phil plunged that prick inside my asshole.
"Oh, baby, you're in me," I exclaimed with a sigh.
"Yes, and this is just the beginning," he said. He grabbed hold of my ass cheeks tightly. "Oh, I love touching these ass cheeks," he said. "It inspires me all the more."
"Keep holding on to me there," I said, "And keep up that fucking action. Keep shoving that prick inside my asshole."
With blinding urgency he sent that penis surging forward. Back and forth he slid that dagger rod, letting it slide deeply inside my asshole.
"Oh, it feels so wonderful. It's so tight inside there," I said.
"Okay, baby, now my prick needs some action," Frank pointed toward his hard rod. "Remember the ass fuck I gave you, well now my prick needs attention. Now I need you to suck it."
"That's really something," I laughed. "I've never had anything like this happen to me before. I'm going to have a cock in my mouth and my asshole at the same time."
"Why be half-safe," Frank quipped. "I guess you're right."
At that point I reached out and grabbed hold of that long inspiring dong of Frank's.
"That's it, work it inside your mouth, eat it, you little broad. Eat my hot dick," he encouraged. "I can hardly wait to shoot these rocks off inside your hot mouth. I can hardly wait to give you that kind of action."
Now the fucking was on! Everything was proceeding at a vigorous clip.
I was sliding my tongue up and down the hard cock of Frank, while Phil was rotating his body back and forth and delivering piercing prick stabs inside my asshole.
"Oh, you're really tight down there. Real tight," Phil gasped.
"I told you she was," Frank exclaimed. "Isn't this great? This is wonderful fucking. This is really something."
"Yes, it really is," Phil said. "I'm already getting close. When I'm having this much fun, there's just no way to hold back the flood tide of juice inside me."
"I know just what you mean," Frank said. "I got the same kind of sensations when I was shoving my dick around inside her asshole. Now I'm feeling the same way from these hot tongue stabs. She's really doing a great job. She's really sucking that dick briskly. I like her tongue action."
"And I like her ass action," Phil said.
"Oh, honey, keep up that sucking," Frank encouraged, running his fingers through my hair. "Keep up the sucking, darling, keep sucking me, suck, suck, suck out all that juice. Suck out all that hot, white gushy cum, keep it up, oh, keep sucking me. Suck my cock. Suck it out, suck out every drop of juice. I want you to eat me. I'm going to shoot my hot gism into your mouth."
I was excited by the kind of talk that those guys were making with. It got me all the hotter, all the more enthused about giving them a good time.
As for giving a good time, I was receiving one, as well. They were supplying me with magnificent sexual attention. Those hot cock stabs kept on shoving around inside my asshole. My entire body contorted as he kept on sending that dick inside me.
As for my mouth, it kept on manipulating at a speedy clip, surging excitedly around and over that hot spear.
"Oh, I'm going to shoot at off, I can't hold it back anymore," Phil exclaimed.
"Neither can I," Frank said, "I've got to shoot it off in her mouth. Oh, this is wonderful. This is wonderful. This is really living. This is really fucking."
I kept my tongue feverishly working up and down that hot dick as he got set to explode inside my mouth. As for my asshole it was being beautifully taken care of by Phil's surging spear.
Back and forth Phil continued sliding that hot pecker as he moved that much closer to the moment of orgasmic culmination.
"Oh, oh, I'm going to shoot," Phil said. "Oh, oh, here it comes. Here comes my juice. I'm juicing in your beautiful asshole. It's coming up that tight asshole, in your ass. Oh, this is it, oh, oh, oh."
I felt the hot peter explode inside my asshole. It felt wonderful to experience this sensation of it inside me.
As for the cock in my mouth, it was also surging forward with great excitement, getting ready to shoot.
"Oh, here it comes, here comes my cum," Frank said. "Eat it. raw, baby, eat every drop of that hot juice. I want you to eat every drop!"
I reached out and grabbed hold of his balls. I tugged at them energetically.
"Oh, I love the ball action. Now you're getting me even hotter," he said.
The longer I tugged at those balls, the closer he came to orgasming.
Finally, he could hold it back no more.
"Oh, here comes my joy shot, here it comes," he exclaimed. "Catch it, baby. Eat my juice. Eat my sperm, go after that gushy cum."
He exploded in my mouth. I stayed with it. I-caught every drop which he sent my way.
By that lime we were all tired from the brisk sexual excitement. Up until the moment that we finished that enterprising fuck, we hadn't realized just how much activity we had put forth. But now our bodies were stiff and sore from all the feverish excitement.
"This is what I call great living," Frank said.
"It certainly is," Phil said.
I was in a state of perpetual exhilaration just being around those two hot young studs. It was miraculous how much younger I was starting to feel, just being around them. Being exposed to young people, particularly having sex with them, caused me to shed years. Now I was back in my high school days. I was companion to people like Frank and Phil, not to mention Steve and Sally.
"Would you guys like another drink?" I asked.
"No, I've got to be going," Frank said.
"Me, too," Phil said. "My folks are no doubt wondering where I am right now."
"Mine, too," Frank said. I hope your dog doesn't attack us on the way out."
"I'm going to see to it that he never does anything like that again," I said. "I'm going to have a real talk with him. I was really surprised at what he pulled. He didn't get jealous of Sally the other day."
"I guess he's just jealous of men," Frank laughed.
"I'm sure sorry about what happened, darling," I said, kissing Frank's lips.
"Think nothing of it," Frank said. "It was just one of those things. He just got a little jealous, that's all."
"I'm glad you didn't get hurt."
"No, it was really nothing at all."
I watched them as they dressed. A contented smile surfaced at my lips. I had had an unforgettable afternoon.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
It was the following afternoon, and things had slowed down to a state of virtual lifelessness in the library.
Sally was standing on a ladder packing books on shelves. The longer I got a look at her in that cute mini she was wearing the hotter I got.
I got hot in particular whenever she bent over. I got a great look at her legs then, and I got to thinking about her cute little pussy and how I would love to shove my tongue into it.
The longer I looked at her, the hotter I got and the more difficult it became for me to concentrate on my work. I kept thinking about her naked, and how miraculously wonderful it would be to once more let my tongue go wild inside that warm and inviting nest of hers.
Before I knew it, I was jumping from my desk and walking toward her.
"Have you got a moment, baby?" I asked, holding my hand on her right leg.
It surprised her a little that I would get that bold in the library. I was stroking her thigh. I don't know what was coming over me. I was just getting carried away with sex. I had had a wonderful session with Frank and Phil the night before and I was getting a little too cocky for my own good.
"You want to see me right now?" she looked at me.
"You're damned right I do. In the office."
"Okay, fine with me," she smiled. "You're the boss."
"Sometimes I wonder when it comes to the way you turn me on, I often think you're the boss."
"What a kind thing to say."
"Come on, baby," I said.
I patted her on the ass cheek and we walked together toward the office. I opened the door and let her in. I did not even think to lock it this time. I was so carried away that I didn't know what to do.
That is, I didn't know what to do when it came to doing the intelligent thing. I only knew what to do when it came to pleasing myself.
My fingers went to work frantically on her blouse. I quickly pulled it off.
"Somebody might see us," she said. "You'd better go over there and lock that door."
"How foolish of me," I shook my head.
I quickly locked the door. After that I went right back to work. I took off her bra, letting my fingers manipulate over her breasts.
I quickly removed that mini skirt, pulling it off.
"Now I've just got your panties standing in the way," I panted. "Come on over here. Let's lie down on the throw rug, baby. I want to get my tongue down between those beautiful legs."
"Oh, you're so sexy. You're so turned on."
"Yes, I am."
"What if some customers come in?"
"Then screw them. They can either wait or come back later."
"You're sure getting independent lately."
"I'm starting to wise up. My pussy comes first. My sex feelings come first."
"You sure have changed."
"For the better."
"That's for sure."
I pulled off her panties. I let my fingers plunge against her mound. I ran my fingers over her smooth, red vaginal walls. The longer that I let those fingers manipulate around there, the hotter she became.
I let my head drop down between those beautiful legs. I let my tongue manipulate against her creamy inner thighs.
The longer I sucked those thighs the faster her body began to rotate back and forth. It was wonderful watching that cute ass bounce around on that throw rug.
"Eat me, baby, eat my cunt. Eat my snatch," she sighed.
"Oh, darling, will I ever eat you," I said. I let my fingers run around those smooth and wonderful ass cheeks. They touched those firm globes of flesh as I kept on getting increasingly hotter.
I let my tongue slide around inside her anus. I wanted to get her good and hot all over before I put my tongue to work on her box.
"Oh, can you ever ass suck, baby. Are you ever a suck," she said.
"Can you ever suck me. Are you ever great, oh, I love that. I love your movements. I just love them."
I couldn't keep up the ass sucking for very long. I was getting so turned on, that I just had to switch to her cunt.
I let my tongue loose on it, allowing it to slide with magnificent adeptness. She turned me on in such a big way that I couldn't hold myself back. My entire body was trembling as my tongue turned itself loose with vigorous abandon inside that hot snatch.
"Keep it up, baby, you're going to make me shoot. You're going to make me shoot."
My body began to sweat and tremble at the same time. I was so turned on that I didn't know where I was. All I knew was that I was sucking the cunt of the woman I loved.
While my tongue kept on working its way frantically around that burning bush, getting her all that closer to shooting those sweet, passionate nectars inside my mouth, I put my fingers to work on her breasts.
They were so firm and lovely, so wonderful to touch. My fingers kept on working eagerly around those tits while my tongue continued to slide around her bush.
"Keep it up. Eat me. Go after my hot juice. Go after my pussy juice. Eat my snatch," she said excitedly.
I kept on working that hot tongue around her while my fingers were manipulating around her breasts.
The whole process continued at such a rapid clip that it seemed like she was shooting in no time.
"Oh, here it comes," she exclaimed. "Oh, here it is, oh," she gasped.
At that time I received my first load of pussy juice. I was not about to stop there. I had to go back for more. I had to eat her snatch again. I had to get a second load of that inspiring female nectar which she was more than willing to provide for me.
Back to work my tongue went at a blistering clip. I was a woman possessed. She had me hooked.
I was hooked on her hot cunt. I loved running my tongue around that delicious snatch. And I loved the hot delicious juices which she supplied for me.
Back and forth that tongue slid vigorously inside her love tunnel. It was hot and moist, and delicious: I was rocking forward-to a second-joy shot, one which would give me some more passionate thrills.
Back and forth I was licking, and back and forth her body slid. Now she was beginning to sweat and my fingers were beginning working around her breasts, with even greater anxiety than they had displayed before.
I pinched at her nipples and gasped every now and then as my tongue kept on working diligently around her burning bush.
"Keep up that snatch sucking, baby, keep it up," she encouraged. "I'm ready to shoot again. I'm getting ready."
I could just tell how hot she was from the way she was reacting to my torrid sucks.
Now her legs were kicking back and forth. She could not contain herself. Now she was every bit as hot as I was. I knew that after I succeeded in sucking her off the second time, she would be ready to go down on me, which was fine with me.
As for my job, and my responsibilities at the library, they were about as far removed from my mind as anything could be.
I was hooked on sex, and specifically I was hooked on her cunt at that point.
Sally was all that counted in the world at that point. All I was concerned about was sucking her hot twat until she shot it off in my mouth the second time.
I decided to move my fingers around. I moved them down to her ass cheeks. I squeezed diligently at the hot, burning flesh.
Her ass cheeks were twisting back and forth, which made it all the more exciting to run my fingers around them.
"Oh, keep sucking me, darling, don't stop now," she begged. "Keep it up because I'm going to shoot my pussy off again."
My tongue worked eagerly around her box until there was another loud sigh.
"Here it goes, baby, eat me, eat me, eat me," she exclaimed. The juice shot out of her pussy once more. I swallowed every delicious drop of her juicy female nectars.
"How would you like for me to take my clothes off?" I asked.
"Oh, darling, anything you do is alright with me.
"That's the spirit," I smiled. I reached down and kissed her lips.
"I want to eat you now," she said.
"I was hoping you'd say that."
"I love you. I really do. You really gave me a great suck."
"You've got a lovely twat."
We looked at each other tensely.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Just as I was getting ready to be stripped by Sally, there was a knock on the door. Sally, who had just begun to unbutton my dress, jumped back and looked at me with horror.
"Who could that be?" she asked softly.
"Let me in, please."
I immediately recognized the stern voice of Myrtle Sangster, the district supervisor of the Public Library System.
"My God, if s Mrs. Sangster," I whispered.
"Let me in right away," she repeated. "I want
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"Just a moment, please, Mrs. Sangster," I said nervously.
"I want in right now," she repeated. "It's not going to do you one solitary bit of good to try and cover up what's going on. I have been hearing things in there. I know exactly what's been happening. You girls just made a little too much noise for your own good. So please let me in."
I jumped to my feet and opened the door.
Myrtle Sangster stepped inside, giving Sally a stern look as she continued to sit in the middle of the rug, naked.
"It's very interesting what goes on in here," Mrs. Sangster said cryptically. "That is, when there isn't proper supervision."
She was a big woman in her early fifties, wore thick glasses. Her lips were twisted with disgust.
"I had come here to talk to you about a report that had been made against you," she said. "I was hoping the report was false, but now I'm quite sure it was correct."
"What was the report, Mrs. Sangster?" I asked timidly.
"Do you know a young man by the name of Frank Lewin?"
"Yes, he comes in here all the time. He checks out books."
"Yes, well I got word that he did things other than check out books."
"Where did you hear that," I asked.
"I found that out from his mother. He came home a little drunk one night and she wondered what was wrong. She later spotted a band aid on his ankle, and she asked what it was all about. He finally told her that your dog bit him there, and that the dog had become jealous. He burst into laughter. You see, he had been doing a lot of drinking. Well, the mother was indignant and phoned and came in to see me. I thought at first it was nothing more than a young boy telling a story and a mother being gullible enough to believe it. But now that I have seen what's been going on here, I tend to think that story was accurate. Well, was it?"
"I'm afraid it was, Mrs. Sangster," I nodded.
"I see," she said. "Well, it figures. You molested one minor in your own home and you've molested this young girl. You're through in this system, Miss Cooper. A woman who seduces young boys and girls does not strike me as the type of help we want working in the library. You can finish out the week, and only because I can't find anyone to replace you any sooner than that."
"Yes, Mrs. Sangster." I hung my head in subdued fashion.
"It's tragic, absolutely tragic," she shook her head.
She turned and walked out the door, closing it behind her.
Sally was trembling. She began sobbing loudly. The tears were streaming down both sides of her face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all my fault," she said.
"No it isn't, honey," I said. "It's my fault. I'm the one who got carried away."
I had to admit it. Nobody had forced me into any of this.
I learned a valuable lesson in the worst possible way. My passions had carried me to the point where I just didn't care. Where I was willing to do anything.
When you live by your passions to that extent, you're in trouble.
I-realized glumly at that point that there was nothing more to do than to pick up the pieces of my tattered life.
I didn't know where to start. The only thing I really did know was that I had learned just how fast a person's world could come tumbling down.
Moments earlier I had been in a state of supreme exhilaration. One quick visit by Mrs. Sangster later, I had nothing.
Poor Sally was still sobbing. It bothered me that, not only had I screwed myself up, I had traumatized a poor young girl along the way.
I tried one last time to console her, then left for home, immersed in a daze of gloom.
I had reached the end of the road. I was in a tunnel and could see no light at the end of it.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
The first thing I wanted to do upon arriving home was fix myself a drink.
Maybe getting drunk never cured anything, and succeeded only in giving the drinking party a hangover, but I didn't care at that point. At least getting drunk might be able to make me temporarily forget the lousy predicament I was in.
The moment I opened the door and walked in the house, my faithful lover Ben rushed up toward me, wagging his tail and letting that always hot red tongue of his slide around the outer edges of his mouth.
"You're usually sleeping this time of day," I looked at him and said with surprise. "Just what are you up to now."
He threw himself down at my feet. As despondent as I had been when I hit that door, I couldn't help but smile as I got a good look at my admiring lover. When he was hot and ready for action, he would always let me emphatically know.
I found myself leaning over and petting him. His tail wagged even more enthusiastically than before.
"I know what you want. You want to go to bed," I looked at him and smiled broadly.
I led him into the bedroom and began taking off my clothes. He watched me with great admiration, his tail continuing to wag and that anxious tongue of his continuing to slide eagerly around the edges of his mouth.
"I don't think I've ever seen you any hornier," I told him as I quickly stripped down to my panties and bra.
As I pulled my panties down my legs, he moved toward me quickly. Now it was his nose that was intrigued, sniffing eagerly in the direction of my legs.
I knew that he was eager to put that nervous tongue of his to work swiping hungrily at my twat, and just recognizing that alone was enough to make me feel hot and real anxious down there.
Once I finished pulling off my panties, he turned into a panting mass of energy.
He was sniffing so rapidly around my snatch that I could hardly get my bra off.
It made me feel good to have all my clothes off, and to have Ben that eager to supply me with all kinds of good fun.
I sprawled out into bed and awaited his charge. It came seconds later.
He started out by sniffing around my asshole. The longer that he kept it up, the hotter I got down there between my legs. My pussy was just begging to be sucked.
"Oh, Ben, darling, suck me, baby, I love you," I gasped, "you're such a beautiful dog, so beautiful."
He slipped his red tongue inside my asshole. He went to work, letting it move with brisk, wonderful strides, pushing it around inside my ass with great effectiveness.
"Keep up that sucking," I sighed, "I love that action you're giving me, work that tongue around my box, work it real nice, sweetheart, I want it."
I became so enchanted by his movements that my body began to convulse and I broke into a sweat.
His tongue continued to twist and turn inside my ass as my body flipped eagerly back and forth. He was supplying me with a wonderful world of sensations.
"Suck my pussy, darling, move that licking to my pussy, I want you to suck me," I gasped, eager for him to switch his movements to my burning snatch. "I'm ready to shoot, honey, I'm not far away, I need your hot suck."
He soon moved his tongue upward to my box. But first his tongue sniffed around my snatch eagerly. Then he finally was ready to put his tongue to work.
Ben's tongue worked with brilliance as it spread my vaginal walls with relentless zeal. He moved it around excitedly, every bit as eager to taste me as I was to shoot my juices off inside his mouth.
He was attacking so rapidly, and I was so hot, that I knew it wouldn't take him long to suck all the juices out of me.
"Oh, oh, here it comes, here it comes," I warned, "get ready, boy, because I'm gonna shoot inside you."
A few seconds later his tongue gobbled up my snatch juice. The whole thing made me eager to have him slip his dick inside me. I wanted him to explode in my mound.
I positioned my body on all fours, spreading my legs eagerly, giving him just the opening he needed.
"C'mon, baby, fuck me," I said.
I reached back and helped fit his long stiff red prong inside my waiting snatch.
He locked inside me, then moved that stiff dick high inside my pussy. He was rocking his body back and forth with vigorous enthusiasm as his prick tore into me.
"Keep up that fucking, lover, I want it, I want that stiff pole inside me," I said.
Those stiff movements continued until I felt the warm cream spurting inside my mound.
I helped pull his prick out of me. As I collapsed on the bed and rested my body for a moment, I began thinking about what I had just done.
Sure I loved fucking Ben. He was a handsome dog and he gave me a good time every time that I took him on in sex. He had been a great joy to me.
But, the more I thought about things the more I realized that it just wasn't right to have sex with him. It was just a part of the wild syndrome I was caught up in. The other part of it, involved sex with the young boys and girls.
As painful as it was, I would have to make a resolution not to have sex with him anymore, as difficult as it would be. It would be the only way I could insure myself of adopting a new life style.
Somewhere, there must be just the right kind of man for me, someone who would be a good provider, an individual I would find sexually and intellectually stimulating.
There would be only one way to achieve that kind of conquest-by abandoning the kind of wild life style I had become a part of, and developing some stability.
I had started out a wallflower and ended up a sexual wild woman. There had to be a happy medium, and I would have to make a conscious effort to find it.
