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 CHAPTER 5

   As I walked past Ray on the way to the kitchen, I smiled, as I noticed
that he had managed to put his dick into Carol's mouth.  It appeared that
she was sucking on it like a baby with a bottle, only her cheeks were
moving.  The rest of her body was as limp as a sleeping child.  I also
noticed that Kyle's hands were caressing her body and probing her crevices
with his fingers.

   I went into the kitchen and looked around for something.  Yet I did not
know what I was looking for.  I pulled open the freezer door and found a
Popsicle and pulled one out and broke it in half and put the other half
back.  Then I wandered back out into the living room, when Kyle spied the
Popsicle and asked for one.  I looked at Ray and he shook his head no. 
Carol was still gently sucking on his dick.  I got Kyle the other half of
the Popsicle and handed it to him.

   I was immensely aroused, yet strangely, there wasn't the urgency that
had been there earlier.  I moved over and sat on the love seat as John
returned and sat next to me.  I glanced over at Kyle and he was dripping
the Popsicle down the crack of Carols butt and she was beginning to squirm
slightly on his lap.  Kyle took the popsicle and pressed it lightly to her
back between her shoulder blades and drug it down her back into her butt
crack and around to her pussy and then back.

   Carol, still sucking on Ray, arched her back as the Popsicle ran across
her pussy lips.  Kyle then took what was left of the melting colored water
and pushed it right up inside her cunt leaving it there.  Carol moaned
around Ray's cock and squirmed as the cold slowly melted inside her.  Kyle
removed the stick leaving the remainder of the Popsicle in her depts.

   He then pulled the stick back aimed it at her tender butt and let it go.
Whap!  Carol jumped, but did not get up or open her eyes.  She did however
seem to suck harder on Ray's pulsing manhood.

   There was a little red imprint where the Popsicle stick had landed. 
Kyle reloaded and let it fly again.  Whap.  Whap, whap, each time she
jumped and each time he struck her a little harder.  Soon her butt was
covered with little red Popsicle imprints.

   He pulled the stick back a little too far and it snapped in half.  It
looked as though Carol had a little smile on her face when she heard the
stick break.  Still she had not moved other than squirming on his lap a
little.

   I got up and went back into the kitchen.  Kyle was gently caressing her
red spotted rump.  When I returned I handed Kyle a plastic spatula and
smiled at him as he took it from me.  WAP, this time she jumped a little
more, made a noise around Ray's dick and it looked as though she was going
to get up but Ray and Kyle held her down, Ray forcing his meat deeper into
her mouth.

   WAP!  WAP!  Now she was struggling to get up and trying to squirm off
their laps.  John reached over grabbed her ankles and spread them apart
about 3 feet.  WAP!  WAP!  WAP!  Now she was trying to yell but Ray's prick
was filling her mouth and little noise was coming out.  Her butt was really
red now and had little splotches where the pattern of the spatula was
imprinted all over her white butt.  WAP!  WAP!

   I got up and went back into the kitchen and got two whole popsicles and
came out and knelt in front of Kyle next to her rear and put the frozen
sugar water to her reddening ass.  She jumped again until she realized what
it was.  I rubbed the Popsicle over the angry welts on her posterior and
she quit struggling and hummed on Ray's skin flute.

   Then I gave Kyle the Popsicle to continue administering to her red
bottom, I took the other Popsicle and broke it in half.  I then pushed one
half in her pussy and inserted the other half in her ass hole.  Kyle had
taken what was left of his Popsicle reached down between her legs and was
pressing it against her clitoris.  Now she was really squirming and Ray
removed his hand from her head.  She did not however let his dick slip from
her mouth.

   Kyle and John also let go of her and she stayed where she was still
squirming, but making no attempt to get away.  She looked kind of cute with
two sticks protruding from her.  I reached down and pulled them each out,
making sure the ice stayed within her.

   "Shit." Kyle complained.  "This bitch is dripping all over my ass."

   Carol let Ray's dick slip from her mouth.  "What the hell do you expect
when you shove frozen sugar water inside of me?"

   Kyle stood up and dumped Carol unceremoniously to the floor.

   "Ray," Kyle said.  "Let's throw this sticky cunt into the pool."

   The two men each grabbed a leg and an arm "Open the door Bill." Kyle
hollered.

   I slid the sliding glass door all the way open and three naked bodies,
one of which was squealing and kicking her legs, flew from the house as a
mass and landed with a huge splash, into my swimming pool.

   John went outside to watch the shenanigans.  I got the mop and cleaned
up the trail of sticky liquid on the ceramic tile.

   When I finished I went out and handed John a beer, his big cock dangled
heavily between his legs.  Of the five, I was still the only one with my
trunks on.  Ray and Kyle were playing grab ass with Carol.  One would goose
her and when she turned to face the gooser the other would grab her ass or
tickle her.

   Carol was trying to work her way to the shallow end and the steps.  She
finally arrived and stepped from the pool.  I tossed her a towel and she
bent at the waist to wrap it around her hair turban style.  As she was bent
over my dog Bubba stuck his nose in her cunt and snorted.  Carol screamed
so loud that Bubba thought someone was attacking her and he growled in her
defense.

   We laughed as the young blond tried to dance away from Bubba, but the
stubborn dog kept his nose in her pussy no matter which way he tried to
twist away.  Kyle was the first to notice that Bubba's dick was emerging
from his sheath.

   "Fucking dog's getting wood." Kyle laughed.

   Carol ran for the house and opened the sliding door just wide enough to
squeeze in and slide it shut behind her.  I chased Bubba away from the door
and John and I followed her inside.

   "You have to do something about your stupid dog Billy." Carol scolded
me.

   "Stupid?" John questioned.  "It looked like he knew what he was doing to
me.  In fact it looked as though he had done it before."

   Carol's face immediately blushed deep red.  John and I both knew he was
right!

   "You've had sex with Bubba?" I asked incredulously.

   She couldn't look either of us in the eye and she hung her head.  "I was
force to do it." She said meekly.  "Don't tell the others." She pleaded
with me.

   John interjected.  "My bet is they already know.  If they don't know
they are suspicious, just as I was."

   "When did you do this?" I asked.

   "Last summer.  When your parents vacationed in Florida." She said, still
unable to look at me.

   I remembered when they went to Ft.  Lauderdale for two weeks in July. 
They wanted me to take care of the dog while they were gone, but I
convinced them it would be better if they got Carol to care for him,
because I lived too far away to be traveling back and forth.

   "Who made you do it?" I asked.

   The thought of her having sex with the big Rottweiler was making my dick
even harder if that were even possible.

   "I can't tell you that.  Please, I'll explain everything else to you
later, when we are alone." And she cast a furtive glance out the sliding
glass door at Kyle and Ray.

   "I don't think so." John said smiling evilly down at the small blond
girl.  "I'm sure the guys are going to want to see you fuck that dog, I
know that I'm looking forward to it."

   "You wouldn't." she gasped.

   "Watch me." John went back outside and shut the glass door behind him.

   Carol looked at me.  "Are you going to let them do this?"

   "I got to admit, it sounds pretty hot to me." I told her.  "You could
leave if you want.  No one will hold you against your will."

   Ignoring my suggestion that she could leave she asked with anger.  "So,
you want me to fuck and suck your dog?"

   No one had said anything about sucking until she just brought it up. 
Something was telling me this reluctance she was showing was just an act to
save face.  I was thinking that she really wanted to get nasty with the dog
for us.  Why I wasn't sure, but I was convinced that she wanted to do this.

   I looked out the glass door at John in animated conversation with my two
stunned friends.

   Finally, I answered her question.  "Yeah, I want you to fuck and suck my
dog."

   "FINE!" And she stomped to the sliding door and threw it open.

   "You're asshole friend wants me to give you a live sex show with that
mangy mutt." She said with a huff to my three friends standing by the pool.

   "Yes," Kyle said.  "I'd like to see that too."

   The others nodded.

   She walked to the sink and snatched up the dish soap, stomped outside
and pulled the hose from under the bushes where we kept it.

   "Someone turn on the water."

   John twisted the faucet handle and cold water hit her full in the face.
She screamed and dropped the hose.

   By this time Bubba had his nose plugged back into her pussy.  She picked
the hose back up and wet the huge brown and black animal down.  My friends
moved to get a better view of the naked blond washing my dog.  I snatched
up the camera and started outside.  That's when I realized it was still
connected to the TV.  I disconnected the cables, switch to battery
operation and was standing next to my friends as she was squirting the soap
on the dog.

   Her biggest problem with washing the dog was that she couldn't get his
head out of her crotch.  I saw her shiver and pause several times as the
dog's big tongue swiped through her crack.

   It wasn't until she started washing his cock that the dog stood still
and took his tongue from her cunt.

   She was kneeling at his right flank and her right hand was jacking his
soapy dick and it was growing larger with each stroke.

   After rinsing the mutt off she grabbed a towel and dried the horny
Rottweiler.  It took two towels before she was satisfied that he was dry
enough to take inside.  Bubba followed her into the house as we stood in
disbelief in the back yard.  John broke the spell as he reached down and
the turned the water off.  Then the four of us stumbled after Carol and
Bubba.

   "Do you have a hair dryer?  Carol asked me.

   I told Ray where it was and he left to go get it.  Carol was sitting on
the coffee table with her legs spread.  Bubba was rooting his tongue deep
into her body and she was having a hard time sitting still.  I reconnected
the TV and power cord to the video camera.

   Ray returned with the dryer and plugged the cord into the wall socket
and handed the dryer to Carol.  Bubba's hair is very short and he was dry
in no time.

   Ray sat between John and Kyle on the couch.  I was at the end of the
couch with the camera at my eye.

   Carol stood up and put her hands on her hips and with an attitude of
irritation asked.  "You're sure you want me to do this."

   Everyone but me answered in the affirmative.  When I didn't answer she
glared at me.

   "Absolutely." I smiled back at her.  "Should be fun."