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 My Trials in Summer 10 **Fiction** On the edge of town As they consumed a
tasty brunch at Madison's Eatery on the edge of town Bart didn't seem
concerned about not getting the pictures immediately.  But after Rhonda's
second helping of French toast and sausage he spoke up.  "Well let's see
`em." He husked drily.  Rhonda stalled, "Ok but let me use the bathroom
first." She quickly grabbed her handbag and strided to the ladies' room. 
Stepping in the first stall, Rhonda raised her dress hem, hooking her
thumbs into her red hi-waist panties and whisked them below her knees.  The
stall reverberated with the sound of her hot piss jetting into the bowl. 
Sighing with relief as she wiped her pussy carefully, she stood lazily and
stepped free of the panties, lowered the seat cover and sat back down.  The
greedy teen could almost feel the money in her hands as she fiddled with
her handbag.  She wrapped the envelope with the panties and gently replaced
it in her bag.  Back at the table, Rhonda set her handbag in her lap and
retrieving the pantie-shrouded envelope and slid them over to Bart covered
by her linen napkin.  Bart unfolded the red bundle with its sheer lace
front, and moderate lace at the sides and the seat.  He thumbed through the
polaroids arching his eye brows whimsically.  He was surprised at the
relative ease and success the amateurish girl had managed.  Inside his mind
though, Bart wanted more and wanted to hold out on paying her.  He knew he
was already getting all the intimate goodies in their relationship as
evidenced by her trampy little display with the panties.  "These are good
but they don't look raw enough to get her old man to comply with my boss."
He demurred firmly.  "I need a harder edge to the pics but I can give you
half of your fee." He gruffly added.  They'd been across from each other so
Bart wanted to be closer and slid his chair around the table as if to show
off a dessert list.  With his chair alongside her, Bart slid his right hand
under her dress and without pause inserted his index fingers into her moist
slot.  The lack of her underwear made it such an erotic thrill for them
both.  Causing her to squirm deliciously, his move caught her off guard and
Rhonda grabbed his left hand resting atop the table, she squeezed it
firmly. This was partly in arousal at his finger and her excitement at
about to receive $2500.00.  "Please Bart, let's go out to the car." Then
Rhonda and Bart finally departed Madison's.  It was barely 130pm as the man
barreled his 78 Plymouth Barracuda down the freeway toward his
neighborhood. As he drove Bart steered with his left-hand while his right
delved between Rhonda's firm thighs drilling first one then two fingers
into her now very moist cunt.  Rhonda's lips sagged open slightly, her eyes
rolling in her head from the stimulation.  The hem of her dress rucked
clean up into her lap.  Streaks of girl sap dripped from her pleasure
giving hole to streak and glaze her upper thighs.  Her pussy was gloppy
with wetness.  Once off the freeway and onto the state road, she couldn't
take it anymore...she blurted out, "Bart Just pull over.  Stick it in me!"
He glanced at a copse of trees large enough to conceal his bronze colored
car as they went down the road and whisked off the road.

   Judd and Bennie jogged up the drive way with Bullet.  They'd barely been
gone 20 minutes.  The pet pulling on the leash as if eager to get to its
water dish back in the garage.  Aunt Barbara was seated in her car, with
her driver's side door open.  She'd waited there having several strong
pulls and swallows from her bourbon flask and filing her nails while the
boys had exercised the dog.  The dog drew to an abrupt halt alongside
Barbara's car having caught her scent, and immediately flopped its head
toward her, and licking her knees with its slobbery tongue.  Barbara
recoiled tentatively in awkward dread of the animal but, felt a curious
tingle of delight from the animals display of affection.  Her legs flashed
teasingly under her short tennis dress as she tried to shoo the pet away.
"Aww see Auntie, Bullet likes you too.  Go ahead and pet him, let him get
used to you." Judd instructed the woman.  Her legs were a bit unsteady as
she stood up in the open driver's side door of her car.  The animal sitting
on its haunches almost politely gazed up at her with forlorn eyes, its tail
thumped the ground happily when she petted its head.  Once inside the
garage Bullet ignored all three humans and went straight to his water dish.
The wet, steamy odor of Aunt Barbara's mix of perfume, perspiration and
feminine musk filled the small garage.  Jeez, Judd thought, if I can smell
it, Bullet's nose must be full of the scent!  He wondered boldly if it were
possible to get his Aunt to fool around with the dog.  After his fill of
water Bullet seemed to understand even now the woman's scent was similar to
his owner's when she returned from being away.  Resting on the concrete
under an old card table, his head on his front paws, his eyes moving from
Judd to the woman, then back to Judd.  Finally, she spoke as she went and
perched her lush bottom on a stack of boxes as she clutched her purse in
her lap.  "He really does seem to be quite well behaved Judd.  Are you sure
he won't bite me cause I'm a stranger?  "Oh no Aunt Barbara, don't be
silly...let him lick...your hand and feed him a treat.  He'll be your
friend and protector.  Just like he is for Mrs.  Manelli." Judd moved near
to and behind his Aunt, handing her a biscuit as he called the pet over to
kneel before the attractive auburn haired woman.  Barbara handed the animal
a crunchy dog biscuit, which its tongue swooped from the palm of her hand
and then gently licked her palm and hand clear up to where a diamond
studded tennis bracelet adorned her right wrist.  Strangely, Barbara felt
her entire body tingle sensually from the animal's open affection.  The dog
now licked the backs of both hands, depositing warm frothy drops of doggy
slobber on her.  Barbara smiled uneasily, licking her lips in the warm
musty confines of the garage.  Her senses tingled to the point where she
felt her nipples perk up in her bra.  Judd passed the dog another biscuit,
keeping it attentive to staying perched on its haunches near his Aunt.  Her
blouse had two buttons undone from during their workout, her cleavage
provocatively exposed to the boys.  After wolfing down the proffered dog
biscuit, Bullet reared up placing his front paws on Aunt Barbara legs above
the knees and began a pleasing but subtle licking of her exposed skin below
her dress hem.  Her tennis dress came a full 7 inches from the top of her
knees and the bold animal now pushed his snout under her dress hem.  Though
it startled Barbara she did not react other than to clutch her purse
tighter with both hands.  Judd stepped closer gallantly to grasp her upper
arms as if to steady her on the boxes but essentially holding her in place
before the animal.  Calmly the woman opened her purse retrieved her flask
and took two strong drinks, as the well trained dog kept his licks playful
but persistent and only maybe two inches from her heated crotch.  Judd held
her firmly now and was surprised when Barbara scooted her fleshy behind to
a position firmly on the stacked boxes.  The movement opened her legs a
mere couple of inches but skidded the dress further up her thighs.  Bullet
pushed his damp nose into the juncture of her substantial thighs giving the
dog lusty draughts of her hot feminine scent rushing to his brain.  Judd
looked down gleefully to see the slowly protruding pink tip of dog-cock
gristle peep from its hairy sheath.  Finally, Judd rested his chin on Aunt
Barbara's left shoulder as he massaged her arms soothingly.  They were all
surprised from a sudden yip from Bullet as he extended his swiping,
slobbery red tongue.  His long red tongue darted out and obscenely licked
along her inner thigh across the upper reaches of the woman's thighs and
right on to her panties.  For her part Barbara simply sprawled her thighs
open further, her tennis panties barely gave a degree of protection to her
damp cunt for she had on no regular lady's panties on underneath them. 
Bennie's eyes snapped open at the image of furry auburn labia and strided
forward to stand on the opposite side of the now slightly woozy woman and
gently placed his arm around her right arm as if to lift her.  Judd spoke
up, "No Bennie...just let Auntie sit here and relax for now." His voice dry
and husky.  Then he boldly kissed her on the left cheek and whispered
soothingly, "Its ok Auntie...relax.  Let Bullet help you mellow out."
Barbara only had a light breakfast of fruit cocktail and orange juice
before heading out.  Also she was slightly dehydrated from the tennis
workout in the warm Michigan sun, so as a result, she felt the effects of
the bourbon swiftly and directly on her brain.  She felt a shiver up her
spine as Bullet's tongue made its first hot pass over her now partially
exposed pussylips, "Ohh.  Wait, what's he doing?  Judd I'm not ...sure
about..." She moaned out.  Just as she got her words out, Bennie kissed her
neck softly like he'd seen his Uncle Dan do to his Aunt Donna.  Judd then
reached his left hand between her legs and gently pulled her tennis step-in
panties to the side fully exposing her hairy cunt to the persistent dog. 
Bullet flipped his licking tongue up a notch, scrubbing her cuntal trench.
His dog slobber plastered her lush pubic curls away from her pussy lips. 
The dog's broad 6-inch tongue felt like a wet dish rag as it swept over the
frightened and excited woman.  The boy's dicks were now engorged with lust.
They could hear wet slurping sounds and animal-like panting which further
aroused them.  While Barbara's nipples tingled with lust and warmth, the
heat building in the small garage even with the portable fans blowing
adding to the erotic aura building among the humans and animal.  Judd
fumbled for then found the zipper tab to his Aunt's dress and deftly
lowered it, prompting Bennie to pull her sleeves down off her arms. 
Meanwhile, Bullet licked her unabated making her pussy awash in slobber and
woman sap.  Her dress was now a useless bundle around her trim athletic
waist.  Below her waist only her tennis sneakers, socks and the turned awry
tennis step-in pantie.  The German shepherd was running his tongue over the
lush swell of her juicy buttocks now, taunting her like no dog could
possibly have known without instruction!  In a virtual fog Barbara thought
dazedly, this dog has done this before to a woman....  She automatically
began to roll her hips back and forth in an obscene rhythm to match the
animal's tonguing of her cunt.  Fuck itch coursed through her limbs and she
wanted to lay fully back and stretch out.  Little mewls of pleasure came
from her throat, making her sound even more sensuous and abandoned with
each undulation of her writhing thighs.  The mature auburn-haired widow
began to realize that her first reaction of horror and revulsion was slowly
dissolving, and she was being affected in a way she had never dreamed
possible.  "Mmmnunm...  ooohhh...  aaaaaahhhhhh," Barbara felt goosebumps
erupt up to her full breasts, now beginning to heave and harden, the
nipples distending sensitively against the sheer netting of her bra. 
Barbara jerked her legs into the air pressing her knees back onto her tits
exposing her cunt and asshole.  "Aaaaaahhh...  unnnggg...  lick my cunt...
oh suck it all you big brute...  come on...  lick my cunt." The dog did not
waiver.  It flicked its tongue into the sweaty puckered rosette of her
anus, and a long low moan bubbled from her, "Awwww." "Keep it up...  don't
stop, Bullet!  lick meeeeeeeee!" the woman cried, "Judd don't stop him."
She said feebly.  So absent of mind she didn't realize Judd was actually
holding her legs down so the dog could molest her holes.  "I'm
Cuuummmiiinnnggg...  you big fucking dog...  you're making me cum!...  oh
shit...  oh fuck...  ooohhh!" the woman half-choked, finally crooning off
into a weird little wail before she babbled out, "Ohh Judd, kiss me." The
boy bent toward her face and gave her a prolonged tongue-melding French
kiss.  His buddy Bennie, not to be undone, reached into her bra and fished
out her right breast and began laving it with his tongue.  Judd wanted his
face between his aunt's lush thighs and his tongue between the fur covered
lips of her mature pussy.  He wanted that for the prelude of full on
intercourse with the woman.  From the corner of his left eye he spied a day
bed piled with disused linens.  Intuitively he conjured if he could just
get Aunt Barbara onto the day-bed their play could proceed to no holds
barred territory.

   Bart stood outside the Plymouth's passenger side as the 16-year-old
knelt on all fours on the front seat before him.  He initially let her
guide the tempo of their copulation by the movement of her lush hips. 
Rhonda's tongue lolled slightly out of her mouth as she took the jarring
cock thrusts from Bart.  Her toes curled sensually from the hot itchy
feeling roiling in her pussy as he fucked her.  Her dark haired pussy was
almost frothy with girl sap that clung to her labia and his cock.  The
man's clean but mature hands gripped her ass cheeks like he was weighing
melons in a storefront as his muscled frame shoveled his 8-inch spike in
her juicy hole.  Frothy white girl sap and pre-cum was slathered along his
pole on each outstroke from her hot depths.  The lush brunette shook her
hair wantonly off her shoulders as she writhed in bliss from the fucking.
His trouser were puddled down below his shirt tail flapping in the warm
breeze as he pounded into the now moaning girl.  Rhonda's hands fluttered
inside her unzipped dress as she massaged her juicy tits in rhythm with his
thrusts.

   "C'mon it will be better over there on that, you'll be able to stretch
out in comfort." Judd prodded, pointing at the unused bed.  Bennie simply
pulled her by her right arm standing her up and steering her on unsteady
feet over toward the day-bed.  Her tennis dress fell in a useless pile on
the garage floor as soon as she stood up.  Bullet watched the shapely woman
retreat from where he sat, his tail thumping happily, his firm pink cock
half retreated back into its furry sheath.  The boys had Barbara laid back
on a couple of worn bedspreads which covered the day-bed as a dust cover.
The mature widow realized in dazed, subconscious anguish that the
pleasure-seeking dog was eagerly watching the young boys and her.  Both
guys now sucking her breast hanging from her disheveled bra while she
undulated her naked loins around with wantonness and craving as they groped
her nastily.  But somehow the forbidden pleasure of being viewed by the
huge animal only incited her corrupting lusts more.  She knew if she let
them continue it would be hopeless.  She steepled her legs open wider as
she watched Judd's face descend between her thighs to begin teasingly
kissing the firm flesh.  This now the second time he had performed oral sex
on her.  The woman started the climb to another round of orgasm.  Her eyes
closed in bliss she shivered in slumberous arousal.  Judd laced her wet
labia with his tongue.  Slicking the auburn pussy hairs back away from her
juicy trench.  Bennie massaged her breast and tongue kissed her as she
writhed on the day bed.  He frantically tried to unzip his pants in his
eagerness to get her hands onto his slender but engorged cock which ached
to be stroked.  Judd's lapping had her fully ready for any degree of
depravity.  Withdrawing his mouth from her sopping trench, he gently eased
her over to her hands and knees, boosting her onto all fours as she
blushed, he blurted, "Bullet, C'mere boy." Through her lust fogged brain as
if from a hundred miles away she heard the animal being called just as she
reached for Bennie's spike.  She smiled up at Judd's buddy with
ill-concealed desire, squirming still lower on the bed until all of his
lean, hairless loins were in lust-arousing view to her.

   "Ooohhh, Mrs.  Barbara" the fourteen-year-old groaned, automatically
thrusting his buttocks up off the spread as she fondled his cock. 
"Ohhhhh...  I love you touching my cock!" he groaned and with spontaneous
excitement he pulled his thighs back until they rested on his chest. 
"Don't stop...  please don't stop...", he bawled out.  As soon as Barbara
rolled the youths foreskin back from the flange of his cockhead in two
quick tugs, his dick was dribbling moist pre-cum which spilled over her
knuckles.  From somewhere again far away it seemed she could hear the
rustle of pants being unbuckled and lowered as Judd stripped from the waist
down.  Then Bennie and Aunt Barbara felt the bed sag as Bullet's nearly 100
pounds of weight joined them on the narrow bed.  The pet had lept onto the
bed in a single bound and again licked the woman between her thighs.  This
time from behind as she knelt dog-style.  She licked her tongue in a lewd,
wet line up along Bennie's inner thighs.  She could feel the boy twist
slightly from the wild new sensations, and she remembered again the
delicious stimulation when the dog had licked her open pussy slit with its
long tongue.  She rolled his foreskin back from the flange of his cockhead.
Barbara now shameless in her lust now just surrendered to the sensory
overload.  She extended her face and blew her gentle bourbon fogged breath
on his cock head.  "Mrs.  Trumbull...  Jimney Crickets...!" she heard
Bennie whine delightedly, and his pleading tone urged her on.  Her tongue
flicked out, coming into warm, wet contact with the blood-hardened crown of
his cock.  The pungent taste and spicy smell caused the older woman to
salivate and her nostrils to flare with lustful anticipation of the obscene
perversion she was about to commit.  Bennie's boyish face flushed a deep
pink, and he choked out a gasping cry of pleasure as he watched the
voluptuously kneeling widow swallow his dick in her mouth.  Goodness he
thought, she's better than Aunt Donna.  Suddenly, she felt an odd clasping
around her naked waist and a slippery yet hard, rubbery spike rub along her
quivering legs.  Too far gone in her reverie of sucking Bennie's cock, she
absently assumed it to be her nephew.  My goodness she wanted to be filled
she thought.  Her cunt was on fire and she could not wait any longer.  She
reached back and took hold of the slippery shaft of canine flesh guiding it
eagerly to the entrance of her throbbing, wet cunt, arching her buttocks so
that there would be no further trouble in being speared by the cock she had
to have.  It was when she grasped the German shepherd's hardened dick that
Barbara finally became aware of what was fucking into her.  But by then it
was too late; Bullet had jerked forward and she felt the thick, warm shaft
soar deep up inside her cunt.  "Oh shit!  It's the dog again!  It's Bullet!
I'm letting a German shepherd fuck me." She mewled out.  The naked mature
widow choked on the cock sliding wetly in and out of her mouth, her
original scream of horror changing to only a small wail of anguish.  It was
a miracle, dispatching the irritating demons which had been driving her
crazy with desire, and she tongued shamelessly at the delectable boy-cock
in her mouth, wanting madly to be fucked by this hairy pet behind her if it
would only make her cum.  Bennie suddenly was arching his lean buttocks to
drive the last remaining inch of his cock deep into the widow's throat. 
Everything had been too much for Judd's friend.  The end of his stiffened
erection spewed hot, thin jets of sperm directly into her ovalled cavern,
the creamy seed streaming from his cock like soda from a fountain.  Hunched
above the writhing woman's back, Bullet salivated over her naked flesh,
digging his forepaws tightly around her waist.  The dog fucked into her as
she continued to groan out her second climax, and then suddenly he
stiffened, lifting his head to give a great snarling howl.  Judd began to
organize the final degradation of his aunt.  "Bennie pull Bullet off by his
collar while I get underneath Auntie.  You set on me Auntie" He ordered,
his naked spike leaking precum and waving in the air as he scooted beneath
the woman.  His aunt complied dimly as she felt the dog's weight retreat
from her rear.  There wasn't any use to fight it, not one bit!  Tears of
unconscious joy flowed from her eyes as she wallowed in the insatiable
pleasure of this dual submission to the two young boys and the animal. 
Bullet whined and licked his chops ceaselessly, watching the boy squirm
beneath the woman.  Her scent of musky heat and sweat was a familiar
stimulant just like his mistress Marian Manelli.  When Judd's cock sliced
up into her throbbing pussy, Barbara groaned out lustfully.  And finally
the dog was unable to be held back, anymore by Bennie.  He wrenched free
and leaped onto the bed, homing in his long, cold nose to sniff at
Barbara's moistly exposed genitals, its black, wet tip actually touching
her tiny anal starburst.  "Oohhh." She could feel his hot, loving tongue
licking upward through the widespread crevice of her juicy quivering
buttocks.  "Get back, Bullet!  Back!" "Shit!" Judd choked out from beneath
her.  "He's licking my cock now!  And...  my balls.  Ooooohhhhhh...  damn,
does that feel good!  Fuck!" Barbara merely wrinkled her forehead in
wonderment, then when she felt Bullet's strong paws on her hips and the
soft fur of his belly brushing against her meaty naked buttocks, she knew
that he was on top of her again!  She could only imagine what the beautiful
animal must look like now, unable to turn her head for Bennie was back
stuffing his resurgent cock back into her face.  Strangely, the tiny bit of
whore that's in every mature woman broke through this last remaining hint
of her moral code.  Tingling with excitement, the hunching auburn haired
woman suddenly wanted to have the dog's cock in her ass.  Her belly was
screaming with need for just that kind of depravity.  She didn't know if
the alcohol or the eager lust of the boys had flipped her.  "Reach around
and put his cock in your ass, Auntie." Judd commanded as if reading her
mind.  "Do it, Bullet!  Fuck me in the ass!" she moaned through her
cock-stretched lips as the dog thrust his stiff shank at her sweaty
asshole. After a few frantic seconds, Bullet growled with delight as his
dick penetrated her gripping ass tube.  The dog's forelegs clung to her
rounded and sweaty waist like strong, furry arms, and she undulated her
body, rotating her buttocks in lewd concentric circles around the twin
pounding shafts.  Her nephew's cock separated by the thinnest of membranes
from the animals as they debased her beyond her imagination.  She was being
driven out of this universe.  Her lush tits wobbled and jounced over her
unused bra as Judd carved his cock up into her.  Bennie held her head in a
firm grip with his right as she sucked.  Barbara so wished she could see
her obscene performance.  The shapely widow heard Bennie curse crudely
while his cock gushed thin hot jets of salty jizz into her mouth, her pale
cheeks ballooning and contracting as she swallowed desperately in hungry
gulps.  Barbara felt the thin rivulets oozing from the corners of her lips,
and then Judd caught up in the wantoness of the past hour leaned up to lick
them from her chin and kiss her tenderly on her straining throat.  Both
Judd and the spent Bennie gaped in lecherous attraction, reading the
abandoned expression on the mature woman's face.  They saw her mouth gasp
open in a choking wail, thin, sticky strings of white sperm stretched to
Bennie's foreskin.  Abruptly, she began to toss her head from side to side,
her auburn hair flailing and whipping about her face.  As Bullet panted and
his tongue hung loosely from his mouth as he sodomized into her urgently
waving buttocks from behind.  Barbara wailed "Awwww." just as he jerked
forward and his lengthy, lust-thickened penis began the obvious spitting of
its animal cum, with hard bullet-like spurts, deep in to her hungrily
clenching rectum.  Thick white canine cum seeped from the flushed crevice
of her buttocks as her anal orifice milked ravenously at the still hotly
fucking dog-cock running in obscene little streaks from her lush behind as
Judd sliced up into her juicy pussy a final time.  "I'm...  aaanhhh... 
ohhh, Auntie...  I'm cumming...  cuumm!" he groaned, and Barbara could feel
her insides bursting apart as the head of his deeply sunk cock suddenly
began to spurt.  She could feel his delicious hot jelly-like ropes of jizz.
Bullet finally released his paws from her waist.  Aunt Barbara felt his
furry weight lifting from her and she sagged forward resting her head on
Judd's young chest.  Her entire body glistened nakedly in the weak light of
the garage.  And then, sated, she groaned softly as they all three lay
tangled and listened to the dog licking and cleaning his soiled dick before
trotting over to his water bowl.



   Bart had withdrawn and now had Rhonda kneeling on the front seat of his
car her face canted out the passenger side door as she sucked and licked
his moist cock which reeked of her pussy scent.  "Yes, Rhonda, oh you sweet
bitch, suck it until I shoot.  I want to shoot it all over your face." It
was like he had jizz backed up into his toes as he shivered and the
truncheon of cock belched out shiny ropes and lines of silvery white cum.
On the third contraction of his dick a one-fourth inch wide line shaped
like the letter "S" flew forward and attached to her left eye-brow.  Rhonda
feebly attempted to raise her right hand to ward off the warm pelts of
jizz. Bart immediately shunted her hand away and directed his remaining
blast toward the juicy oval of her mouth.To be continued.--Fiction