From grobert@soho.ios.com Thu Feb 13 09:19:13 1997
WARNING:
This story is fiction and should be treated as such.
The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex.
If you are not an adult or reading descriptions sex stories upset
you, do not read any further.
I am not the author. I don't have the talent.
I can only be the "TheEditor".
The Young And The Wild
Chapter 1
Shortly after twilight Dianne looked out the kitchen window
of their ground-floor apartment and saw Kye talking with Olaf
Jensen, the building caretaker's overgrown son. Like most
Vietnamese, Kye was as lean as a whip but with surprisingly large
bones, and tall for a fourteen year old, Mark had said. He would
probably fill out nicely now that he'd be getting the proper
nourishment, but at the moment he looked like a gaunt little boy
beside the muscular teenager of Swedish heritage he was laughing
and talking with, displaying that enthusiastic carefreeness which
had been constantly a part of him the entire three days he'd been
with her.
The observing, curvaceous young wife of two years absently
brushed at her wealth of straight, long blonde hair, sweeping it
behind her shoulders on either side as she let her sultry green-
eyes play over the friendly scene the two made sitting side by
side, facing the smoldering incinerator where Olaf was burning
trash for his father. It pleased her that Kye had made a friend
so quickly, though she readily understood how and why he would
with his young, irrepressible personality. His spirited,
toothsome smile seemed almost perpetual, and she doubted that his
energy had ever run-down in his whole teenage life. But probably
what impressed her most was the innocence in his flashing dark-
eyes, after all the horror he had seen and been through, losing
his entire family at the age of seven and spending four years as
an orphan in an American Mission School, then running away to
become a little ruffian, or whatever, in the Saigon streets for
the past three years.
That their new ward wasn't drenched in total bitterness was
an amazement to Air Force Captain Mark Keller's stunningly lovely
wife. Yet even had he been, the love for him he had immediately
kindled inside her would hardly have been less; though she
couldn't imagine how he could pull at her heart-strings more than
he already had.
Actually, she supposed she was being unnecessarily
safeguarding with this peeking out the window or door at him every
few minutes, but she couldn't help herself. He was still just a
boy in a foreign country to her, and Mark's "... Now don't worry
about him, Honey, he's very capable of looking after himself ..."
hardly cut any ice. What he'd been forced to do to survive on the
streets of Saigon was to be a far cry from his new life in the
peaceful San Diego suburb of La Berdina, California. It would
take a little time, but she intended that he would know a
different sort of life now, one overflowing with love and
kindness.
Sergeant, Kye's big German shepherd dog, a fierce appearing,
heavy-shouldered animal with an astonishing docile nature,
strolled into the scope of her windowed scene to seat himself
before his young master, his massive animal-presence bringing to
mind the whole story as Mark had unfolded it to her three days
before on his return from Viet Nam.
It had been Sergeant's barking in the hold of the plane which
had made Mark order an investigation, turning up their pair of
stowaways, and both suffering from lack of proper air-pressure.
All the same, her handsome thirty year old husband had told her,
Kye was grinning, and obviously proud that he had done what he had
said he would the day before ... not let Mark go back to the
United States without him!
Dianne had yet to learn the particulars of how Mark and Kye
had become such fast friends. Her pilot husband, even after
eleven months in Viet Nam, had had only a few hours to spend with
her, and though both of them were frantic to pass them in a more
intimate manner, Kye and Sergeant's presence had made that
impossible, along with any lengthy private discussions. Mark had
gotten special permission to house the boy and dog in his own home
while military authorities and immigration people were deciding
what was to be done with them. Fortunately, Sergeant had
undergone myriad shots and didn't have to be impounded, Kye
producing the animal's papers before the commanding officer at
March Air Force Base.
"The truth is, that damned dog is better off than I am," Mark
had said with his famous (to Dianne) grin. "Here, I've got to go
back to the base to get separated and these two wild hunyaks work
their way right into the population."
Dianne had been so over-joyed to see him that if he'd said
"peanuts" or whatever, she could have laughed herself silly.
She'd hugged and clung to him, hardly noticing the strange boy and
his dog during those first few minutes. Mark was home! Safe and
sound! Home with her and almost for good!
"It'll take another week or so, baby ... processing and all
that," he'd said, holding her on his lap in his favorite chair
while Kye stood by with a great smile lighting his handsome, young
face, his breath-taking German shepherd mimicking him with open
jaws and beautifully erect ears. "No longer than that ... and
it'll only be a matter of minutes if I can catch a flight to cover
that hundred miles down here to La Berdina before we're together
for good!"
"Oh darlinggg ..." she'd moaned, kissing him passionately on
the lips.
"It is super to be home again, right, Captain Mark?" Kye's
enthusiastic voice and winning smile had interrupted in almost
perfect English. "I don't blame you, Joe! She, your Mrs.
Captain, is very beautiful!"
"She's Mrs. Dianne, Kye, and I expect you to look after her
until I get back," Mark had said. "Can you and Sergeant handle
the job?"
"Yes sir! You know we can, Captain Mark! You bet! Right
on, eh?" the boy had exuberated.
"Right on, Kye!"
There had been more before Mark had to leave, and the greater
share of it pertaining to young Kye Tsen Dang and his German
shepherd, Sergeant. Whether the authorities would allow them to
stay in the U.S. was certainly questionable and as well, doubtful.
But while he was there, Mark wanted Kye to know what the American
democratic way was like! Could she find it in herself to put up
with him until something was done ...?
"Put up with him? My God, darling, I love him already! Both
of them!" she had exclaimed, kissing her husband first, then the
teenage live-wire she was presently looking at through the window,
as well as Sergeant's massive head.
Dianne backed away from her vantage point, glancing toward
the west to see the heavier night shadows creeping onto them. She
wouldn't call him. He had been told to come in when it was dark.
He still had minutes, but above all, she wanted to know if he
would mind her. After all, it was impossible to think of him as a
normal boy ... at least, as she'd been taught the meaning of the
word.
Turning away, the shapely blonde girl in her skin-tight,
white shorts and pullover jersey began to take the dishes from the
dishwasher and put them in their proper place. A tiny smile of
excitement played around her sensuous young lips. It was almost
beyond belief that Mark was back and that in a few more days he
would be with her for ever and ever! Then, again she thought of
Kye. Would she feel the same about him if it were not for Mark?
... Yes ... yes, she would! He was a beautiful boy! My God, in
just three days she'd come to have such a strong, warm affection
for him! They would adopt him! The authorities had to
understand, and although she knew nothing about such things, she
felt certain they would agree. Why wouldn't they? Wasn't that
better than sending him back to the horror of war? God, no one
could be that inhuman! Mark would find a way, especially once he
knew how she really felt ...!
He was so wonderful, her Mark! God, what a perfect marriage
they'd had from the very beginning ... finding each other sexually
that first time ... a rarity, she knew ... but they had! And the
last magnificent night before he'd left her ... she'd taken him in
her mouth!
Remembering, Dianne had thought both of them were going to
lose their senses! It hadn't been a new thing in her mind, only
in the doing ... and she had, gulping and swallowing the seething,
delicious nectar of his excitedly boiling sperm right down into
her belly! She'd lived a year on that memory, with the occasional
help of her fingers, and at that very moment she could think of
little else! Days ... hours ... that was all, and she would do it
again ...!
"We have come in, Mrs. Dianne!" Kye interrupted her sensual
reverie, barging through the rear door with Sergeant before him.
"The sky is darkened, besides, Olaf doesn't believe many things I
say. Oh, come off that shit, he says, and I don't know what to
think!"
The crude four-letter word struck Dianne with a bit of an
impact, but not enough for her to make an issue of it. She
reminded herself that she had to remember all of the unbelievable
ingredients that went to make up this boy, this entire picture,
plus her own accepted responsibilities to him. Besides, it wasn't
as if she'd been raised in a household where such terms weren't
tossed about. Though her mother had been religious and her
father, somewhat, her dad had always shown a tendency toward
ribaldry in his remarks ... and many of them dealing with sexual
aspects. Both of her brothers had been wild, while her younger
sister wrote her letters that Playboy wouldn't print.
"I-I wouldn't let anything that Olaf says bother you, Kye, if
I were you," she casually replied. "These American boys are
different and can be pretty harsh sometimes, dear ..."
"But he is Swedish he says. Did he lie?"
"No. His parents are Swedish. He is an American, Kye, born
in this country," Dianne explained, wiping her hands. "Just as
your sons will be American, darling, when they are born here."
"Do you think that will really happen, Mrs. Dianne? Will
they let me stay?" he questioned excitedly.
"Well ... Captain Mark is working on it, Kye. I don't know.
Let's hope so, eh? We both want you to remain here ..."
"You really mean that, Mrs. Dianne?" he almost gasped out,
his young mouth and dark eyes agape.
"Of course I mean it, darling ...
He bounced forward then and kissed her on the cheek while
Sergeant barked in a throaty tone she'd not heard before from him.
Kye said:
"You make me so very happy, Mrs. Ma'am! I want to dance ...
but instead I'll go take my shower! Thank you! Thank you ...!"
His exuberance, his open heart-felt joy, had softened Dianne
like a wet sponge. Even her breathing was uneven as she walked to
her bedroom. Oh, Mark had to do something! The authorities must
be made to understand the necessity of keeping this boy here! His
whole future depended on it, and after all, wasn't that the basis
of the United States of America?
She began to undress, thinking these things, the pleasant
mood her thoughts had woven for her responsible for the little
shivers of happy excitement which continued to flutter through
her. In the privacy of her shower, those same tiny thrills
persisted, and magnifying considerably whenever she let her mind
dwell on Mark and what their first night in bed together again was
going to be like!
God, she was acting like a wanton little hussy, and reveling
in the knowing of it, the sensually incited young woman
shamelessly realized as she smiled to herself. And why not?
There was certainly nothing wrong in a wife's having erotic desire
for her own husband, she happily thought, toweling dry and
slipping on her short, green chiffon nightie with its almost see-
through over-wrap. She would read awhile and hopefully unwind
some, but sleep wasn't going to come easily for her tonight,
though she was determined not to do it ... and tonight he had even
left his door open with the light still burning.
Peering around the frame of the opening, the young wife
wearing her usual smile, poised her knuckles to tap against the
casing ... but never did! Instead, her smile seemed to
crystallize into a waxen-like expression of stunned amazement, her
large eyes widening accordingly as she stared at the unbelievable
scene taking place on the bed before her! At first in those
rushing flash of seconds, she couldn't quite comprehend that it
was actually happening ... it was too lewdly bizarre! ... With
the door wide open ... and lying there totally naked ...! But it
was! He ... Kye was playing with himself, his legs stretched out
and locked at the ankles, his nudely exposed young loins straining
fervidly upward off the bed to the rhythmic massaging of his hand!
Dianne might have jumped back out of respect for another's
privacy had she not been taken so completely unaware by the lewdly
shocking spectacle, but as it was there were still a few seconds
before Sergeant, lying at the foot of the bed watching his young
master's eagerly strenuous actions, saw her and barked his
greeting. During that lapse of brief moments before she was
recognized, Dianne couldn't help but fasten her widely
disbelieving eyes on the focal point of the long, thickly hardened
penis which he was clasping tightly in a rapidly working fist!
She gaped at its bulbous young head being moistly exposed with
every vigorous down-stroke, and the size of his excitement bloated
testicles resting against his tightly joined thighs, the racy
impression that his genitals were the most developed part of his
slim young body registering incredibly in her mind.
Though repelled, as well as feeling a wave of shocked anger
sweeping rapidly through her, the already sensually keyed-up
Dianne couldn't deny the tiny little tingling sensations the sight
of his sizably swollen young penis was adding to her own shameful
arousal. Her breathing had reflexively quickened with the surge
of blood suddenly pounding through her veins and she couldn't
restrain the audible gasp which escaped her, announcing her
presence to Sergeant.
Abruptly, at the animal's bark, Kye sat upright, his
preoccupied face lighting with its usual lavish smile at the sight
of her! And to Dianne's stupefied awe, he continued to grasp hold
of his lengthy penile hardness and lewdly continue stroking it
while he shamelessly grinned at her!
"You have come to say good-night to me, Mrs. Dianne?" he
questioned, flashing his white teeth and dark eyes. "So, you see,
you have caught me making myself crazy-happy! But I just had to
... I am so filled with joy from what you and Captain Mark are
doing for me! My cock, it got as hard as a stone ... you see? It
always does when I am very, very excited about something, and then
I have to do this until it shoots out its juice and makes me feel
like I am popping open from head to toe ...!"
The abashed young wife could do absolutely nothing but stand
there and stare at the obscenely incredulous sight. Her knees
suddenly felt as if they were filled with water! She read the
innocence on his handsome, youthful face and immediately wondered
if he were some sort of mentally deficient idiot! Yet, at the
same time she knew that was impossible ... Mark would never have
brought a degenerate moron into their home ...! His casual use of
the four-letter word cock ... his frank description of the orgasm
he was straining toward, plus the inconceivable fact that he had
never wholly stopped and was still rhythmically caressing his
thickly hardened young cock, was enough to make her wonder if she
wasn't losing her own mind!
Later, Dianne concluded that it was probably the intensive
flush of blood pounding feverishly through her already wrought-up
body which jolted her to her senses when somehow, she heard
herself chokingly command:
"Stop it! Do you hear me, Kye? Stop that ... that horrible
thing you're doing to yourself this very instant!"
He did ... almost, but not letting entirely free of his husky
young, lust-incited hardness, the angered sharp tone of her voice
causing his smile to crumble in a hurt confusion. He had only to
look up at her usually gentle, beautiful face to know that she was
enraged, but for the life of him, Kye couldn't imagine why. He
had remembered to close the refrigerator door when he got his
glass of milk ... had turned off the shower faucets tightly and
washed the ring from the bathtub! What else was there that he
could have done wrong ...?
"J-Just what do you think you're doing to yourself young man
...?" Dianne managed, realizing that she had to say something ...
that she just couldn't simply stand there gaping down at his
exposed young loins. The lewd sight of which was in spite of her
shock, beginning to have an uncontrollably lustful effect on her.
She had moved into the room and toward the bed where he sat
upright, still utterly amazed at his expression of innocence ...
now, hurt innocence ... clouding his good-looking, teenage face.
Either she had to be going insane, or he was really convinced that
what she'd caught him doing was perfectly normal!
"B-But I told you, Mrs. Dianne!" he explained, a little
quiver in his voice. "I was making myself crazy-happy like I
always do when it gets hard ..."
"L-Like you always do?" Dianne interrupted, repeating his
outrageous confession more for her own benefit than his, her
mental capacities finally acknowledging the fact that he was
openly confiding the truth to her! She sensed her breasts rising
and falling unhamperedly beneath the sheer material of her nightie
and thin diaphanous robe as she sat down beside his young, naked
body on the bed. "H-How often is that, Kye ... that you do it to
yourself, I mean ...?"
"Oh, no more than once a day, Mrs. Dianne!" he quickly
answered, a glimmer of his warm smile returning. "Although
sometimes I have done it twice ... and once with the three girls I
was able to make it squirt nine times! The three of them were
very proud of me and that night I had extra meal rations ..."
"Oh my God!" Dianne gasped, her mouth slackening, even as she
nervously moistened her lips with her tongue tip. There was a
horrifying aspect to his obscene confession, and she felt a sense
of repugnance at her own self for the tiny sensations of lustful
excitement his admission had sent rippling through her. At the
same time, the young twenty-three year old woman realized that he
obviously was not to blame, at least not entirely. "W-Who were
these three girls you mentioned, Kye? Tell Dianne all about them
... everything ...!"
"Yes! Of course, if you really would like to know, Mrs.
Dianne ... " he started, then stopped as she reached out with her
small white hand to touch him.
Dianne swallowed tightly. It was impossible for her to fix
her mind on anything as long as he continued to even gently stroke
his still rigidly hardened young penile flesh the way he was and
she reached over to still his slowly massaging fist. She might
have touched a shorted electric outlet! The hotly fired wetness
of his blood-filled cock-head brushed against the soft palm of her
hand, sending a mild current of sensual voltage racing maddeningly
through her loins and belly.
Dianne caught at her hitching breath, jerking her hand away
as if his young, hardened cock were a white-hot firebrand searing
into it. Kye's dark eyes widened in a pleased expression, his
teeth gleaming through stretched lips. He said: "You are excited
too, eh Mrs. Dianne? I am glad! Now I know you are not and will
not be really angry with me! Sometimes, the girls, they became
angry for one reason or another ... usually when business was not
good, but if I offered to let them suck on me they grew very
friendly and everything would be all right again! Maybe you would
feel better if you sucked it, Mrs. Dianne ...?"
"Kye! My dear God! Do you realize what you're saying?" the
still mentally staggered young guardian spat at him, grasping the
muscled sinews of his lean, naked arm with her long sharp nails.
He winced, his short-lived smile again shattering, the
confusion inside him mirrored in his eyes. What was it that was
eating out the ass of Captain Mark's beautiful wife? Fuck, he
didn't know ... could not understand, and that was for almighty
goddamned sure! Maybe, as Captain Mark liked to say, she had a
cunt hair crossways up in her pussy! He knew he had not done one
thing wrong ... not the refrigerator door, nor the bathtub ring,
nor ...
"Oh God ... listen to me, Kye!" Dianne breathed heavily,
desperately trying to get hold of herself, surely aware that this
went deeper than anything she could ever imagine. There was no
vulgar lust or evil degeneracy in those innocent teenage eyes,
only hurt confusion at the moment, and she had to know what under
heaven's name, made this boy tick in his strange world of
guiltless lewdness! "Please ... just sit there and answer my
questions. Who-Who were the three girls you spoke of?"
"Kim, Chen, and Lea?" he quickly answered. "Why, they were
whores, Mrs. Dianne, and I pimped for them. Kim was my twin
sister, but too young really. At fourteen she is very skinny, and
even I did not like to fuck her. She had no tits to play with,
and guys always like big tits to hold onto while they fuck. We
used to pull on them sometimes to make them bigger when there was
nothing much to do, but I do not think it helped at all. Even so,
the older Joes asked for her because she could suck the cum out of
them better than Chen or Lea, but I preferred to fuck her in the
ass."
Dianne stared at him as he spoke with an inoffensiveness she
couldn't begin to believe. His unconcerned use of four-letter
words, his absolutely debauched story handed to her in a half-
dozen sentences which included blatant sex, incest, and sodomy of
the most abominable nature, was almost more than she could
comprehend! On top of that, his tightly curled hand had never
stopped fondling and caressing his long, thick teenage cock, the
sight of his openly lewd manipulations making her wonder if all
the Western splendors she had visualized for him could even hardly
concerned with the democratic way Mark had spoken of, or the least
of so-called Western culture! He'd brought his own with him, war-
steeped perhaps, but surely inbred ... and intoxicatingly so for
her, no matter what ever happened from this moment forward!
She gaped down at his swollen, teenage cock, her green eyes
slightly glazed now and fixed on the blood-engorged head in its
moistly pulsing state, and the length of its thick-veined hardness
below the heel of his clasping hand! God, it was almost the size
of Mark's as she remembered it! Maybe not as thick, but as long
... or at least, nearly! And his young balls, they had bloated
more beneath the never-ceasing working of his hand, filling with
his virile teenage cum ... waiting to explode out their dynamic
young load of hotly seething sperm ... but into what?
"You-You keep stroking yourself, Kye! What will you do when
it cums! Where does it go ...?"
"Oh, I have a handkerchief, see? It doesn't squirt up in the
air and all over that way," he quickly answered, producing the
cloth. "Do you want to watch, Mrs. Dianne? The girls used to,
sometimes. And often they would sit back with their mouths open
trying to catch it and swallow it!"
"What?" Dianne gasped, hearing every word he'd said
perfectly, but the salacious meaning of them reverberating inside
her like a tremendous bell that was being rung again and again!
She could picture three naked girls sitting close to his lustfully
hardened boy-cock with readied mouths, trying to gulp at his
squirting sperm like fish gulping at butterflies!
And then he did for her the totally mesmerizing thing; he lay
on the bed, his upthrusting, youthful length of penile hardness
thickly caught in his drubbing hand!
Dianne heard the tiny whimper escape her as she feasted
hungering eyes on his feverishly inciting young loins. While he
slowly worked the thin outer skin of it up and down, revealing
again and again the moistly turgid head, she watched entranced,
the bloated sac of his young, inflated balls dancing and swaying
obscenely down between his clasped thighs! She wasn't drunk, at
least not on liquor, yet her brain was whirling as if it were
thoroughly drenched! Never had she known more wanton desires as
were raging inside her at that moment, not even with Mark, she
wildly realized, feeding her impassioned eyes on the sight of his
youthful, sperm-filled young balls pulsating heavily beneath the
pumping heat of his stroking hand!
Dianne's decisive movements and actions in crawling up onto
the bed and rolling toward him, her face level with his stiffened
cock-in-hand, were intentional motions which the inflamed young
wife blanked from her mind! She caught at his slender wrist and
brushed his hand away, watching his rigid naked penis in its
teenage hardness snap downward, hugging at his lean belly. Then,
she reached and took it inside her own warmly curling fingers, its
throbbing length of solid, thick flesh within her hand at last,
unleashing mindless forces of seething lust inside her that she
had never before realized were a part of her!
She inched forward, laying her cheek on his smooth, hairless
thigh and licked out with tiny, feverish tongue at the side of his
whitely swollen young rod, licking as high up its hardness as she
could without lifting her head!
"Unnnggghhhh ...!" Kye grunted, lying back and stretching out
almost languorously. "That is super, Mrs. Dianne! You are so
beautiful it makes it much, much better! Every man, Captain Mark
says, wants a beautiful girl sucking his cock! Will ... will you
suck mine for me ... all the way until I cum in your mouth?"
Dianne had reached such a state of wild, uncontrollable
excitement that she hardly cared or knew what she was doing! The
only thing that mattered now was to suck this handsome, teenage
penis before her in all of its hot, blood-filled hardness. The
burning name of her husband had registered in her thoughts, but
not as emphatically as Kye's plea for her to do it to him!
Will you suck mine for me ... all the way until I cum in your
mouth?
Even as she climbed up over him, kneeling on all fours
between his nakedly spread young legs, Dianne knew in the back of
her lust-inflamed mind that there was something of Mark which had
become a mystery while he had been away ... but it hardly mattered
at that moment! Nothing mattered, only the sensually erotic
delight she was about to mindlessly bury herself in ... their
young teenage ward's feverishly hardened cock...!
Chapter 2
The wave of glowing desire swirling erotically up through
Dianne's excited young body was not something spontaneous, she
knew, nor was the young boy totally responsible for being the
factor releasing it. The simmering lust which was driving her
mindlessly on was as inbred in her female make-up as the naked
youth's innocent lewdness beneath her ... only the intensity of
the lecherous flames licking hotly over her flesh was a strange
new delight she had never before experienced.
God, she was so, so hot! She could feel the heated wetness
which had seeped from between her vibrantly flushed pussy lips
trickling downward in warm little rivulets to moisten the smoothly
tingling flesh of her inner thighs as she clutched them tightly
together. The natural muscular action caused pressured sensations
of erogenous pleasure to ripple through her impassionedly fired
loins and belly,
She kneeled up over him between his slender legs he had
spread wide for her, his naked, scantily haired loins directly
beneath her lust-incited face. She held the man-sized length of
his thickly hardened cock inside the curled enclosure of fingers
and small palm, her other hand moving almost tremblingly down to
gently cup and weigh his cum-filled young balls between his legs.
The vibrant heat his teenaged genitals sent wildly prickling
through her raised a tiny guttural mewl of blind sensuality from
deep in her throat. She began to work its tightly clinging
foreskin up and down, her sultrily glazing eyes feeding on the
tempting deliciousness of its damp, satin-smooth head, the feel of
its hot, hardened ridges like sensuous vertebra in her hand. Then
her lustful manipulations caused a tiny clear bubble of pre-cum to
bead at the little slit of its fiery, mushroomed tip and her eyes
staring hungrily, she eagerly groaned out her approval ...!
Watching from his comfortably reclined position, his head
raised by the pillow, Kye was beginning to wonder if the beautiful
Mrs. Dianne was ever, ever going to get to the actual sucking of
his cock. She was a little shy, perhaps, had not done it much and
didn't know exactly how to go about it. Though it seemed odd to
him that any girl would need instructions on such a natural thing,
remembering how his sister, Kim, had immediately mouthed it and
swirled her tongue around it the first time he had ever let her
touch it. And knowing Captain Mark, it seemed ridiculous to
believe he had never fucked his lovely wife in the mouth!
Almighty goddamn! If only it did not ache so much, his
super-hardened cock! It was her soft little hand holding and
working the outer skin up and down, while her other warmly cupped
his puffed-up, burning balls! And the way she was staring down at
it so hungry like ... as if maybe she was going to bite off its
swollen knob ...!
With that, Dianne suddenly lowered her desire-slackened face
to his up-thrusting, hardened penile-shaft, one hand continuing to
teasingly stroke it while with the other, she drew her nails
beneath the vulnerably sensitive sac of his young balls. Kye
grunted aloud to the teasing stimulation, then saw her tiny, pink
tongue dart out to lick hotly at the drop of seminal fluid oozing
from the little slit at the tip of the sleekly pulsing head!
"Oh darling ... so good ... good!" the entranced, blonde
young wife lustfully whispered, beginning to lick it all over with
hot, wetly sweeping tongue strokes.
"Uuunngghhh ..." Kye grunted in response, his narrow hips
lurching reflexively upward at the very second her hot, wet tongue
made contact, then began to wiggle into the tiny, slightly cumming
slit of his piss hole! Almighty goddamn! She knew how all right,
all right! And she was so gorgeous pretty ... playing with his
hurtfully thumping cock with her tongue tip! Christ, he wished
she were stripped naked so he could see how her big beautiful tits
stuck out round and firm ... and if she had blonde pussy curls all
around her cunt! "Unnnnhhhhh!" he groaned again, louder this
time, a series of wild chills charging up his spine as he watched
her lower her softly pursed lips down onto it, then enclose the
wetly glistening head in a warm Up-locking pressure that was
unlike anything he had ever known!
Many times the Vietnamese teenager had been sucked and used
in sexual orgies by many different girls and women, but never had
he felt such warm sensations of excited passion as he did at that
moment with Captain Mark's beautiful young wife, and he whimpered
out in a small, emotionally breaking voice. Compulsively, he
thrust his trembling young loins upward, shoving his blood-
engorged hardness deeper up into the warm wet cavern beyond his
new mother's ovally clasping lips!
Actually confused by the unfamiliar love-emotions surging
through him, Kye watched the lipstick glossed rim of her saliva
moistened tips tighten elastically around his hotly inflamed cock,
then slip downward onto its sensitive thickness until her nose was
brushing tightly into his sparse young pubic hairs, nearly the
entire jerking length of it sucked right up into the liquid heat
of her honey-filled mouth!
He gaped through flashing dark eyes, amazed now that it was
really happening, his youthful breaths coming in ragged, panting
gasps. Here he had only been in this new great country but a few
days and already his cock was being sucked ... and Captain Mark
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had said it would not be the same in America! Maybe, he had been
away so long he had forgotten! But would he forget about his own
beauteous Mrs. Dianne ...? Kye watched in excited fascination as
she sucked her lips up off its tip, then began to lick at it
hungrily with her wetly moistened tongue, brushing and washing it
all over up from his belly to the bottom of its head glistening
and sticking out like a ripened plum from its pulled-back
foreskin. This was not tike the hustling bitches in Saigon! She
was doing it not for money, but to please him and to make her own
self happy! He could see that in the lustful expression greedily
masking her lovely face, the realization of such knowledge making
him feel more joyous and wanted! Oh, he would love her very much
and let her suck his cock whenever she wanted to! Shit ... she
was licking it all over, bathing and loving it with every
tantalizing sweep of her hot, wet little tongue! Then, she was
going back down the aching length to its thick base once more ...
and ... and even below to his prickling balls ...! Almighty
goddamn! No one had ever done that to him ...!
Dianne's smoldering belly and loins were a burning inferno of
intoxicating passion. Frenzied thrills from the very forbiddeness
of her act were madly racing through her. The delicious, sweet
taste of his fire-filled young genitals was nearly driving her to
the point of orgasm with the mere thought of her obscene licking
and sucking of them! God, he was so young, handsome and
willing... and right then, so completely exposed to her slightest
lustful whim! He had to cum for her! She must know the taste of
his hot, fresh youthful sperm squirting into her mouth! Would it
be like she remembered her husband, Mark's ... gush after gush of
the warmly seething cream flooding into her throat and on down
into her feverishly wanting belly? Oh God, she had to know!
Saliva dribbled down her tongue as she licked the softly
yielding, flesh of his cum-filled young balls with warm, wetly
painting tongue-strokes. The urge to slide her hands beneath his
thighs and lift them upward to get greater access between his legs
was more than she wanted to deny. He sensed her desire and
helped, drawing Ns knees all the way back against his chest, until
she was eagerly gaping at his nakedly revealed little anal mouth!
She trailed her wetly exploring tongue excitedly down along the
raised pink ridge between his widespread buttock cheeks as though
drawn by a magnet. Her brain swimming lustfully, Dianne circled
the tip of it around the tiny puckered hole, laving his smooth
inner ass-cheeks with the warmly flowing moisture from her mouth.
At last, with a surge of blinding passion, she stiffened her
tongue like a tiny baby penis and tried to penetrate the hotly
clenched lips of his young asshole!
"Ooohhh! Mother, mother!" Kye lewdly choked out, his
teenaged hips and buttocks uncontrollably squirming around on tile
extended tongue-tip probing relentlessly at his sensitive little
anal mouth. Christ, no, never had he known anything to equal what
beautiful Mrs. Dianne was doing to him! He raised his head to
better see down through his widely spread legs to where her pretty
face with its golden halo of long blonde hair was nuzzled tightly
up between his completely open buttock cheeks! Then, as she
slowly raised her head, again licking upward toward his painfully
churning balls, he saw that she had reached back between her own
spread thighs beneath her nightie and guessed that she was finger-
tucking her own cunt ...!
Dianne wished that she had stripped naked so that her desire-
swollen breasts could hang free to sway down against his thighs
while she sucked him, but she didn't want to stop now to do it.
Her pussy was so hot and wet! She had to caress it, and had
spread her dampened thighs, reaching back up between them to
moistly draw a finger through the wet, sensitive flesh separating
her passion-flushed cunt lips! Ooohhh Goddd! It felt so
heavenly, she groaned, trembling as she directed her fingertip to
gently stroke the erectly quivering bud of her tiny flaming
clitoris, flashing sensations of intensified pleasure rippling
hotly through her lust-infused body.
Quickly, she trailed her tongue back over his cum-bloated,
young balls and up along the solid lance of long, thick flesh to
its throbbing head, slipping her roundly ovaled lips wetly down
over it once more. Oh God, it was even more wildly intoxicating
than she remembered with her husband, Mark ... this exotic feeling
of his swollen teenage cock totally filling her greedily sucking
mouth! Yes ... they would do it again and again when Mark was
away ... oh, so many, many beautiful times ...!
Kye sucked in his breath with the burning sensations of
pleasure her wet, eager tongue sent racing frantically through
him. He could suddenly think of nothing except the delightfully
erotic act his new mother was performing on him. Shivers rippled
up his spine, raising a groan from deep in his young throat. She
brought her liquid, soft lips down all the way then, enclosing the
entire sensitive head of his cock once more in a wet, heated
pressure, their tensiled fullness clasping tightly just below the
rim to trap it hungrily inside the hot, fluid shelter of her
mouth.
"Almighty goddamn!" he choked, rifting his head higher to
stare down at her snugly clasping lips. He vaguely wondered if
Captain Mark might kill him if he knew! Somehow, he didn't think
it would be the same as his sister Kim sucking the Captain, though
he, her own twin brother, never minded. But American Joes were
different ... though he could not think about that now! The sight
of his hardness disappearing up into her widely ovalled mouth
increased the lewd sensations he was experiencing a hundred times!
Oh shit! He had better not ever let Captain Mark know! She
sucked him too well, and he would surely want her to do it again!
She was probably the best in the whole world ... and the
prettiest! Now, she was skillfully massaging the soft, sperm
weighted resilience of his aching balls with one hand, and
stroking the thick base of his rigid cock between thumb and
forefinger of the other, while she began to suck rhythmically up
and down.
Kye could feel the velvety smoothness of her wetly heated
tongue twirling crazily around it at the peak of the withdrawal,
the fiery tip flicking provocatively across the split at its end.
Uncontrollably, he flexed his buttocks, his eyes fixed on the
lustful sight of her slowly bobbing head below, his cock hurtfully
throbbing to the depths of his groin. Hot goddamn! She was going
to draw his whole insides right out through the tiny hole in his
cockhead!
Kye knew that she sensed his frenzied reactions by the way
she began to suck with mounting intensity, the tips of her even
white teeth scraping gently into the resisting hardness of his
screaming cock. He could see their little white trails where they
had scraped the blood from beneath the surface of the skin! Then,
she was slipping her hands beneath his buttocks to cup them in her
small, warm palms trying to lift his loins up tighter to her
bizarrely slaving face! Her hot, liquid tongue rotated with
mounting fervor around his expanding cockhead and Kye realized
that he was quickly heading toward that unraveling point of crazy-
happy joy as she suddenly took nearly all of it up into her
hungrily working throat! Goddamn, he had always been amazed when
they did not choke on it, but none ever seemed to, nor was Mrs.
Dianne as she groaned out and sucked on and on!
Blinding waves of rising heat were wildly building in the
intricate depth of his sperm-churning balls. Excitedly, he
watched her white goddess-face toiling with a hungry, omniverous
passion above his furiously fired loins. He could see tiny
rivulets of perspiration running in thin droplets from beneath her
long blonde hair and down her cheeks as she relentlessly sucked
and strained to draw out the seething cum bubbling hotly below in
his balls. The muscles in his stomach tightened until he felt
they might snap from the pressure; still, he arched his back even
further, shoving his aching cock deeper up into the heated wetness
of her voraciously sucking mouth. His breathing hissed from his
lungs as he watched the thin, pink ridges of inner flesh sensually
pulling out from her lush lips clinging tightly to his pulsating
hardness. No ... sweet fuck! It had never been like this before
for him! Never ... never ...!
And ... and oh shit, it was time to go all crazy-happy ...!
A boyish groan gutturally arose from somewhere in his chest
as he felt the scalding, white sperm starting its furious charge
from deep down in the sanctuary of his balls and begin squirting
out in hot fiery streams into her voraciously sucking mouth and
throat! He watched her cheeks expanding and hollowing eagerly to
his spewing cock, her Adam's apple visually reacting in her avid
swallowing of the warm, flooding gushes. Hungrily, she continued
to suck his white, hot jism into the caressing, wet softness of
her mouth while his hands reached down to clutch at the sides of
her head, holding her fast against the throbbing heat of his cum-
splitting loins, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper up into the
depths of her greedily milking throat!
Once, Dianne choked and coughed but quickly regained control,
moaning around his squirting hardness fucking into her mouth and
throat, while her own mind-shattering climax overwhelmed her as
she plunged her rhythmically skewering fingers deeper up between
her thighs into the wet, wildly exploding flesh of her cunt!
Desperately, she flicked and stroked her tiny, palpitating
clitoris, still sucking and nibbling hungrily on his deflating
young cock long after it grew limp and useless in her wet, sperm-
coated mouth...!
Chapter 3
Sleep was a total impossibility for Dianne though she had
gone shamefully to her room, plunged it into darkness and crawled
onto the bed to avoid looking at her own conscience-stricken face.
That she had not only let it happen, but had even encouraged it
was now so incredible to her as to be like the living unreality of
a nightmare one finally awakens to bathed in cold perspiration ...
except that this was no bad dream ... it was the horrifying truth!
She couldn't cry. It might have helped, but venting tears
had never been a part of her character. Though how in God's name
she could ever face her husband again after the obscene lechery of
her act with the young boy was at that moment beyond all
reasoning. Her brain felt like the main-spring of a watch that
had been wound too tight and unable to perform.
How long she lay there in an almost numbed state of bitter
remorse before getting up again, slipping on her robe and quietly
going into the kitchen, the guilt-filled, young wife had no idea.
Her slender hands trembled as she poured Bacardi into a glass,
filled it with ice and added Cola, the only alcoholic drink she
had ever been able to stomach, and certainly she had to have
something before that main-spring helplessly snapped! She carried
her glass into the living room to sit in the darkness near the
front window, unable even in her wretchedness to deny the tiny
sensations of lust still lingering inside her from her lewd
sucking of Kye's young virile hardness!
The handsome teenager had shockingly amazed her in every
respect, Dianne thought as she sipped rapidly at her Cuba Libre.
His genuinely innocent immoralness ... lying there openly stroking
himself ... and the obscene things he had told her ... God, it had
all been too much for her in the smoldering, sensually fired
existence she'd been struggling through, waiting forever it seemed
... waiting for Mark ... And what was there about her pilot
husband which had suddenly given her an uneasy feeling, as if
there were some shady mystery connected with him?
Dianne emptied her glass and quietly went to the kitchen for
another. Kye would know, she felt certain ... if he would tell
her. She returned to her chair in the darkened shadows of the
living room, deciding that she would question him as soon as
possible ... tomorrow morning, perhaps ... if she could face him
...
He'd actually been sleeping when she had finally raised her
head from his sperm-drained young loins, a trace of his inevitable
smile fixed on the handsome lips of his contented, teenaged face.
She hardly remembered how long she'd lain there with the spent
flaccidness of his long, softened penis still between her gently
nibbling lips, futilely struggling against the wave of anguish she
knew was going to overwhelm her ... and it had. But now, with the
soothing warmth of the Bacardi working into her blood-stream, she
was beginning to unwind a bit and her pangs of guilt lessening.
By the time Dianne had finished her second drink she'd
concluded that she could live with her sordid skeleton, but that
she must have Kye's sworn promise never to reveal their secret ...
and to never do anything like that in front of her again! In
fact, she would insist that he vow to stop his lewd playing with
himself altogether ...! And then, she smiled to herself in the
darkness. Of course, it would be impossible to hold him to that,
being that he was a very lusty young man, but he surely could be
more discreet about it just as she would have to be if he were to
remain with them!
A little tremor of excitement rippled through Dianne's soft,
susceptive body at the latter thought, and she arose intending to
go to the kitchen for one last drink. They'd tasted so good
besides lifting her spirits, but she was no drinker and two were
plenty she decided. Anyway, she knew she could sleep now.
* * *
Naked to the waist with his skin a rich tanned color, the
broad-shouldered, thick-chested blond teenager straightened up
from his yard work to look at Kye sitting on the rim of his wheel-
barrow. He licked at his red, wormish lips with thick tongue, his
small blue eyes narrowed in a doubting expression;
"You sure've got an awful lot of shit, Kye, for one little
guy," he partially sneered. "How the hell old did you say you
were?"
"Fourteen ... almost fifteen!" the slender Vietnamese
replied, surprised at his new friend's put down.
Olaf Jensen's sneer became a one-sided grin. "Well, I'm
sixteen and almost seventeen, buddy, and if I'd laid just half the
dolls you say you have I'd figure myself a real cock-hound."
"Cock-hound ...? What is that, some sort of animal?" Kye
innocently questioned.
"Yeah, human animal!" Olaf said, sniggeringly wondering if
the scrawny fink actually thought he believed all the crap he'd
been trying to hand out about fucking, pimping, and getting
sucked-off everytime he turned around. "The way I see it, you
Vietnamese must run around with your stiff cocks in your hands all
the time so you don't wear out the flies of your pants!"
Kye thought about that, finally deciding his big friend was
making a joke. Olaf was laughing, so he laughed with him. Then,
he said:
"No, it is not quite like that, Olaf, but I do not lie to
you. In Saigon things are very different than her in La Berdina.
There is always a girl ready to fuck or suck you, but usually for
a price. It is the way she gets money to eat, or help take care
of her family. There are always many Joes who pay well and
because I use to bring them to my girls, Kim, Chen, and Lea, were
very generous with me ... especially when business was slow and
they were high on yum-yum ..."
"High on what?" the big boy interrupted.
"Yum-yum. It is a drug, an aphrodisiac the girls take to
make them very hot so they will do a bang-up good fuck job on Joe
and make sure he comes back!" Kye explained.
"Never heard of it," Olaf said, his doubting expression
returning. "Sounds to me like more of your shit, Kye ..."
"Is not shit!" Kye snapped, feeling anger for the first time
with his new friend. "Is almighty goddamned truth! Yum-yum is an
ancient drug used in my country for centuries! Really, its name
is Dhattura! The girls put it in their tea and fuck all night
without ever stopping they are so hot! The Joes who have been
there all know! You ask any Joe ...!"
"Huh! I don't know any Joes," Olaf said, bending back down
to his work and still not convinced that he should believe the
skinny little bastard. "Anyway, you better keep that cock of
yours in your pants around her, buddy, or somebody might blow your
lousy head off."
"Who would do something like that ... blow my head off?" Kye
questioned, amazed that anyone should get that angry over such a
natural thing.
"Ha, just about any chick's old man who might catch you
slipping it to his daughter, is all," Olaf sneered, wondering if
the goddamned dope was as stupid as he pretended. "You want to
let laid, fellow, you better high tail it back to Vietnam and your
yum-yum broads, 'cause you can bet no American dolly's going to
fuck or suck you!"
To Kye, there was suddenly no question but what the big
teenager had meaningfully insulted him. His emphasis on the word
you had separated Kye from all others, and he knew it was because
of his Asian blood. He was hurt, but more enraged than anything.
Now, he wished he had brought Sergeant outside with him instead of
leaving him so Mrs. Dianne could feed him. He would order the big
animal to take a fat chunk right out of this grinning
sonofabitch's almighty goddamned ass!
"So, maybe you're wrong like hell, Mr. Olaf!" Kye spat at
him, getting to his feet. "Because Kye's already been sucked
until his balls almost burst like a fucking mortar shell ... and
by an American dolly, too!"
"Here we go, more shit!" Olaf sneered, then chuckled as he
wagged his big blond head.
"Let's see you explain your way out of this one, yum-yum boy?
Just where the hell you been to meet any American girls, eh?"
"Right here! Where in the almighty goddamned hell do you
think?" Kye swore, too angry to say more as he started toward the
front gate to the street.
"Hey, wait a minute, Kye! Where are you going?" the husky
teenager called after him, his lustful interest really fired this
time by the other's insistently honest tone. "Come on back and
tell me about it! I believe you, no crap ..."
"No crap is right!" Kye snapped, for the first time feeling
he had the upper-hand with this big oaf he no longer was sure was
his friend. He would have to walk to the park and think about
that, for friends were very important to him, such as Captain Mark
and Mrs. Dianne. In Saigon, one always was skeptical of so-called
comrades. Too many times they would turn out to be just that ...
the enemy ... but he had thought all American were buddies. Now,
he didn't know what to think ...
* * *
Dianne had slept, but not restfully. She had dreamed
insensible, sordid things which she barely remembered upon
awakening to a brilliant sunshine. Evidently, she'd cried in her
sleep, too, for her eyes were puffy and red-rimmed when she'd
opened them. The soothing effect her midnight drinks had taken
was long gone, though, the warm glow of a new California day
helped. She immediately thought of her obscene performance with
the young boy, but forced herself not to dwell on it. Then Mark
and the mysterious "whatever" surrounding him raced into her mind
and she bolted from the bed, remembering she intended to question
Kye.
Quickly, she splashed her face, brushed her hair and slipped
on her robe, going over in her mind how she would approach and
draw the information she wanted, as well as the pledges she would
insist he make. She trembled nervously as she walked into the
kitchen, the thought of facing him for the first time since ...
since their sinfully forbidden act the night before having its
full impact on her.
"Oh! Good morning, Mrs. Dianne!" his voice radiantly greeted
her like an elated clarion call. He stood near the back door with
his hand on the knob, ready to open it. "I have eaten and am
going out to join my friend, Olaf ... if it is all fight? I-I
hope you slept well, Mrs. Ma'am?"
As always, with everything he had done since being there with
her, his greeting, warmth, and smile overwhelmed the young, blonde
wife. For a moment, she did little more than gape at him, then
down at the almost laughing German shepherd staring upward at her
with great brown eyes, his ears gallantly erect. She said:
"H-Has Sergeant eaten, Kye?" all the things she had readied
in her mind to discuss with him a sudden conglomeration of
confusion.
"No, Ma'am! I know he is hungry, too! You can always tell
by the pathetic gleam in his eyes!"
Dianne couldn't help but smile, for certainly the great dog
was expressing just such a took. She said: "Well ... leave him
here with me, dear, and you go ahead. I'll feed him. We'll give
him some of that roast from last night."
"If you do, he will be your friend for life, Mrs. Dianne!"
Kye said, grinning. "I will be outside with Olaf."
"All right, darling ... and ... and there's a park two blocks
from here if you'd like to walk there, but don't go any farther.
Promise?"
"Yes, Ma'am, of course! What ever you say ...!"
At the slam of the door behind him, Dianne sighed heavily.
She'd said none of the things she wanted to, but she wasn't sorry.
Later, once she got her bearings about her there would be plenty
of time. She'd passed the most critical moment of all ... she'd
faced him, and he, her, as if nothing had ever happened between
them the night before ...!
She watched Sergeant ravenously gulp at the entire remainder
of the roast she'd cut up for him while she sat at the table with
coffee, for the first time in her life enjoying one of Mark's
favorite drinks, coffee royal. How he loved it, invariably
smiling at her as he splashed the cognac into the cup and
reminding her that she didn't know what she was missing. Very
soon, all of those little splendors would be happening between
them again ... and they would be so happy. Oooohhhh... what was
this uneasiness eating at her concerning the one man she loved and
wanted with all her heart! God! She'd love him as much even if
he were the nation's number one wanted criminal! Wouldn't she?
Yes! Yes! Then why was she letting this ridiculous bit she'd
built up in her mind gnaw at her so? Damn ... she wouldn't ...
She absolutely would not! Mark Keller meant too much to her to
toy with! He was her whole life ... and now, there was Kye to
think of ...
The curvaceous, blonde young wife made herself a second, then
a third coffee royal before returning to her room carrying it.
Through the living room window she glanced to see Kye and Olaf, a
little thrill of excitement rippling through her at the sight of
her ward's handsome, teenaged smile. Sergeant's almost silent
treading behind her reached her ears and she smiled back at him.
"You coming with me, darling? Well ... okay, but I'm going
to take a shower ... Guess I did make a lifelong friend after all
with that roast, eh?"
Dianne paused to pet him, pleased at his warm, loving whimper
for her. She laughed and entered the room, setting the coffee cup
in the adjoining bath before coming back and quickly slipping out
of her robe and tiny nightie. She moved to the right of the open
window to catch its draft, a sense of well being filling her with
the refreshing breath of clean, cool air brushing over her satiny
nakedness. At first, Sergeant seated himself to watch her, then
dropped prostrate, stretching out his front paws and she smiled
down at him as his eyes rolled up at her.
"Lecher," she whispered, walking toward the door to close and
throw the locking bolt for certain privacy. "If my husband could
see you watching me naked now ..."
Diane laughed once more as she walked toward the bathroom,
determined to keep her pleasureful mood all day, no matter what.
She flitted about the tiled room doing personal things, her sultry
green eyes at last catching her own nakedly tanned curves
reflected in the full length mirror on the back of the door.
For a moment, she stood unmoving, consciously, admiring her
symmetrical shape ... the full, pink-nippled breasts and slender
waist flowing into the flared arch of her seductively curved hips
and smoothly rounded thighs. Mark raved over her long legs, the
shape of her calves, slender ankles and tiny feet until she was
embarrassed. Though he was always fascinated by the white outline
her swim-suit halter left across her breasts, it was the white
stretch of her hips and lower belly where the curly triangle of
sparse, blonde hair began to sprinkle over her pubic mound and
vaginal lips that mesmerized him most ... and at that moment too,
Was causing tiny shivers of excitement to ripple over her!
Oh Mark, lover! Please hurry home! I need you so badly,
darling ...!
Dianne sighed, smiling sensually to herself. Those damned
coffee royals, she thought. They certainly had a kick like a mule
... and a sexy one at that! She stepped into the shower-stall,
regulating the water, the fine spraying needles exciting her
naked, soft flesh, the whole uplifting process adding to her happy
mood.
She remembered her Mark's often spewed philosophy that
nothing was ever as bad as it first appeared and felt confident
that Kye was not about to tell Mark and hurt her. He loved her
and there was little question about that, then after seeing him by
the door earlier, her fears along those lines were rapidly leaving
her. Yet ... even so, it must never happen again! She'd already
made her mind up to that ... still, she couldn't quite imagine
what had ever taken place in her chemistry to make her lose so
complete control to throw herself into the wildly abandoned act of
sucking him to completion, and then ... then swallowing it ...
Distinctly, the entire lewd scene passed through her mind in
compelling review, graphically reminding Dianne that it'd been as
if she'd had absolutely no command over her desire to possess him
... to feel and stroke his hardened young cock in her hand ... and
then suck it like a street whore into her mouth! A quiver of
excitement fluttered over her curved nakedness as she remembered
the sweet taste of his swollen young cock, and the hard, maddening
feel of it to her experimenting tongue! But when he'd finally
shot his delicious, virilely fresh young sperm into her mouth and
throat and she'd swallowed it ...
Oooohhh ...!
Damn, she better stop thinking this way! Her sinful thoughts
were keying her right up again! Even the feel of her own hands as
they soaped the soft, yielding flesh of her breasts, stomach and
thighs were causing tiny, electric-like prickles to dance
teasingly up between her warm, sensitive legs! Oh God ... enough
of this nonsense, she decided, even as she sensuously raised
bubbly suds over the silken curls and fleshy lips of her
stimulated vagina, forcing herself to ignore the provoked
excitement which thoughts of Kye's youthful nakedness and hardened
thick cock had quickly aroused in her.
Through sheer will power, Dianne rinsed off and toweled dry,
a series of tiny tremors still rippling over her naked, soft
curves with every step back into the bedroom.
Sergeant whimpered and she smiled down at him where he still
lay watching her every move. He wagged his tail and
animalistically licked at his jaws, and her soft, sweet-smelling
hand when she bent downward, petting his great head. She couldn't
help but wonder if, or what, he was thinking as his big brown eyes
seemed to rake over her, almost lustfully ogling her nude body.
It gave her an odd sensation of exhibitionism as she stood there
for a long moment almost tauntingly posing before his gleaming
animal eyes. Then, with a final smile and pat, she picked up her
manicuring set and walked to the bed, climbing onto its middle
with intentions of making dainty her feet which Mark raved so much
over.
The task required an almost lewd sitting position with legs
widespread, and bent at the knees and the curvaceously exposed
Dianne couldn't resist looking at her reflection in the mirror of
the vanity. As she did, Sergeant's sudden leap up onto the bed
took her completely by surprise, not only startling her but
causing her to gasp out and lose her balance, falling backward
onto her elbows. With that, the big animal immediately moved
forward between her open legs, almost as if she had spread them
for him in obscene invitation, and Dianne could do little more
than gape up at him in shocked wonderment ...
Chapter 4
Sergeant's unexpected advance between her naked spread-open,
legs hardly frightened Dianne as she still lay propped on her
elbows where she had fallen back in surprise, for although he was
a massive dog he had never shown the slightest ferocity. She was
simply awed by his abrupt move and unpredicted position between
her openly spread thighs. She stared at him, her sultry green
eyes reflecting the bewilderment inside her, watching as his
rounded brown ones continued to sweep over her exposed curves
almost as if he were feasting on them before taking his sexual
fill! And then, he moved in even closer up over her, dropping his
big head to lick out with a liquid, hot tongue against the smooth
flesh of her naked white stomach!
Dianne couldn't help but gasp out at the astonishing contact
and she swallowed tightly as the full length of seething animal-
flesh began to lick moistly over her reflexive, muscle-tightened
belly! Again and again, he did it while she continued to lay
there beneath the hotly spread length of its taunting, wet
caresses, his feverish licking causing incredible lewd sensations
to begin weirdly spiraling through her.
My God! Wh-what was he trying to do to her? Her eyes
widened as she gaspingly watched his long fleshy tongue licking
heatedly upward over the quivering smooth lips of her navel!
Higher and higher he inched, until he was finally lapping the
undersides of her exposed breasts, ever-creeping upward over them
toward their tiny, pebble-hardening nipples ... and at last,
there! She couldn't restrain the excited little moan escaping her
lips when his burning, moist flesh actually reached them, wetly
grazing the pink, sensitively rising buds again and again to send
wildly arousing spasms whipping through her now tremulous,
unresisting body!
Ooohhh ...! What was happening to her, anyway? She must be
losing her mind! The damned liquor had numbed her so-called
thinking capacities! Good Lord, she had to put a stop to this ...
this bestial performance before it went any further! But ... but,
she didn't want to move with the inconceivable rising heat his
eagerly licking tongue brushing wetly over the naked mounds of her
breasts was creating inside her! She heard him whimper deep in
his throat, her widened stare fixed on his almost loving
performance. Then, his gleaming brown eyes raised to meet hers,
their obvious, desire-fed glow level with her own. Dianne felt
her breath quicken when he moved upward and startlingly began to
run his warm, liquid tongue in hotly swirling caresses over her
face!
Oh God, she shockingly realized, he's actually kissing me!
A feeling of gentle warmth filled Sergeant's powerful body as
he tenderly licked over the pleasing, soft beauty of Dianne's
white flesh. The pleasant taste of her breasts, and now her
beautifully appealing face very much intrigued him. She was
unlike the other female humans he had known and been trained to
perform with. Her warm eyes reflected emotions which not only
made him happy inside, but avidly excited his natural mating
instincts in a manner he and not experienced before except with
his own kind, its unique sensation spurring him on.
Dianne reactively turned her head to move her face away from
the huge animal's hot, licking strokes. There wasn't any question
in her roused mind but what he was actually kissing her ...
showing her in his own way his affection for her! She closed her
eyes and abruptly he stopped. Then, she felt the weight of him
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jiggling the bed and she opened them to see him backing down
between her still openly spread legs! Mesmerized, she watched him
poise his massive head between her lewdly parted thighs, then
slowly lower it, his heated animal-breath taunting the fringe of
soft, blonde pubic curls there! His cool, wet nose brushed
against the sensitive, warm flesh of her inner thighs ... and
finally, the puffy, flushed lips of her undeniably excited pussy!
She heard his almost mewling whimper as he sniffed her rising
female heat, taunting her susceptibly naked loins as though he
were making an actual seduction!
Once more, the urge to stop this shameful act before it went
any further raced through Dianne's lust-glazing brain, but was
quickly forgotten as she felt his cold, damp nose suddenly probing
wetly into the smooth vale between her partially spread buttocks,
and finally down against the tiny puckered ring of her anus!
"Oh ... oh you devil!" she choked, lurching uncontrollably
beneath the erotic contact. "Y-You better stop ... and right this
minute ...!"
Ooooohhhhh ...!
His exploring tongue had snaked out to lick wormingly up and
down the smooth crevice surrounding her tightly clenched little
anal mouth, the tip burrowing teasingly up into its baby-like
lips!
Dianne wasn't sure whether it was shame or the tantalization
itself that made her try to squirm her naked loins away, but when
the no-longer docile brute raised his head and warningly growled,
she quickly stopped! Fear of him, she knew then for the first
time, and she froze as he lowered his great head once more, the
wet, seething tongue beginning to lick at the narrow pink crevice
between her helplessly spread thighs! She began to tremble and
groan uncontrollably as he wetly drew it upward over the full
length of her openly spread pussy. Ooohh God! The lewd sensations
were stabbing wildly inward to reach deep into the nerve centers
of her shamefully fluttering belly!
Again he did it, this time, his raging, fiery tongue
spreading through the yielding, hair-fringed lips of her cunt like
a fluid blade! It didn't stop, but continued to relentlessly
splay wide the pink sensitive flesh, pausing at last to lunge in a
penetrating curl far up her moistened, dilating vaginal passage!
"Oooh God," she gasped and spasmed convulsively, dropping her head
back on the bed and writhing in reactive bodily contortions to his
oral rape ... but he never stopped ... and she wasn't sure that
she wanted him to now as she mindlessly drew her legs back to give
him greater access to her hotly responding vaginal plane.
At that intensively breathtaking moment, the nakedly
enchanted Dianne was not sure of anything but the sudden thrill of
erotic passion his mercilessly ravaging tongue was generating
through her lasciviously vulnerable young body. Her moans
unrestrainably increased, while her mind slipped deeper and deeper
into an unknown spell-binding oblivion of sensuality that she
could not and did not want to fight! Again and again, his
pleasure bringing animal-tongue grazingly bathed her exposed
loins, from the snug, eagerly reacting lips of her rhythmically
flexing little anus, upward through the glistening, liquid crevice
of her erotically aroused pussy. At its peak, it maddeningly
hesitated, almost as if trained, she wildly thought ... then, it
penetrated to flick with that same knowing at the trembling bud of
her tiny clitoris, irresistibly magnifying her building passion a
thousand times!
Dianne lost all track of time, and how long it went on she
had no way of judging, only that it did, the heavenly seating
tongue licking relentlessly through and over her moistly inflamed
cuntal flesh until she was gasping and writhing her whole naked
body insanely on the mattress beneath it!
"Oooohhh ... oohhhhh ...!" she chokingly groaned as he
flicked the tormenting length in a hot, Just-keening curt up into
the clutching little mouth of her sizzling vaginal channel.
"Ooohhhh ... yes ... yes, lover! Do it for me! Make me cum,
Sergeant darling ...! Please ... lick me more ... more ... oohhh,
lick me! Lick me, you beautiful brute ...!
Dianne hardly knew what she was saying, her overwhelming
desire had built to that intensity ... but abruptly, she realized
the loss of his delightful tongue and lifted her head to gape in
confused disappointment.
"Oh please ... please don't stop, lover!" she almost
pathetically hissed down at him, suddenly grasping hold of his
huge head with gentle hands. "More, baby ... lick it more ...
please ...?"
He let her guide him back down between her quivering,
anxiously spread thighs, a whimper an animalistic groan of her
own, the blonde, lust-intoxicated young wife drew her knees back
to her breasts, pulling his nose back tight down into her wetly
throbbing vagina!
His loving tongue flicked up the fire-filled passage like an
attacking lizard, his own whines blending with hers as he fiercely
lashed and penetrated again and again into the glistening pink
flesh between her lewdly spread thighs and buttocks.
" Oh ... ooohhh ... yes! Lick it, lover ... lick my cunt!"
she lustfully begged, undulating her opened, obscenely positioned
loins and rounded white buttocks frantically up against his hotly
flicking tongue.
Sergeant could keenly smell as well as taste the exotic
delight of her human female lust, the pungent, aromatic flavor
firing his sexual want higher and higher. Though he had known
many human shes, none had ever captured his natural impulses as
did this soft, white female with the long, sunshine hair. He had
sensed her warmth from the beginning, but now he could feel her
love flowing through the affectionate, smooth curves of her entire
body. Especially, it was there down between her welcomingly
spread legs where he licked with his rut-heated tongue that he
knew the unhidable, sensitive realness of her. This yielding pink
flesh of her open cunt in its hotly flowing poignancy revealed her
innermost secrets and as he greedily and lovingly tongued the
wispy, curl-fringed softness, he sensed the rising heaviness in
his own animal loins.
Dianne felt his tongue suddenly desert her lewdly offered
vaginal opening with a certain decisiveness, and she quickly
raised her head to see him backing off several steps.
"Oh ... oh no, darling ... what's wrong?" she moaned to his
entreating whine. "Please, don't stop? Not now, lover! Wh-What
is it you want, baby? Oh God ... show me, darling! Show Dianne
some way ...!"
He moved to her side almost as if he'd understood, nosing
against her naked hip in an action she realized that she
understood! God ... he wanted her to turn over onto her stomach!
There wasn't any question now in her wildly infused brain but what
he had been actually schooled to this! Gently, he nudged again,
the whimpering sounds coming from the depths of his great chest!
The very lewdness of the act itself made her do it. Her mind
raced in the sensual pool of lustful pleasure he had already
created for her. She had to know what was next, she realized in
her erotic intoxication, lowering her legs to roll over flat onto
her stomach, no thought of fear or resistance in her sensually
fired mind. Again, she spread her shapely legs wide, sensing that
he wanted this as did she, picturing hedonistically her own naked,
smooth curves in her mind's eye. She heard his panting, then felt
hot breath against the soft mounds of her partially raised
buttocks. At last, she delightedly felt the heat of his long, wet
tongue slithering into the smooth satiny crevice separating them!
Dianne groaned audibly, feverish sensations of open lust
stabbing ever stronger up through her desire-inflamed cunt and
belly. She hardly realized it as she reached back behind her self
with her small hands to lasciviously spread the lushly-rounded
cheeks open, offering him full access to her tiny, palpitating
anus! Then, his loving hot tongue was insanely licking against
it, again wetly splaying open the thin, curl-fringed lips of her
seething pussy to graze the pink, blood-flushed flesh on its lewd
upward stroke.
Oh God! She was going to lose her mind completely! She was
... truly! And then, her animal lover was nuzzling his long nose
beneath her pelvis and making lifting gestures, his desire as
clear to her as if he had spoken! She raised up, something of
obedience flashing through her, elevating her widespread buttocks
as she knelt subjectively before the massive beast in complete
slavish acceptance of what he was about to do to her.
Once more, as if wanting her to know his deepest feelings, he
drew his thickened, splaying tongue upward through the full length
of her passionately weeping cuntal crevice, and Dianne gasped out
her sensual pleasure. She tried to widen her knees even further
to open the hotly pulsating slit between her thighs wider to him.
His long, curling animal-tongue thrust lovingly, sweeping with a
fluid heat through the inner blood-flushed flesh and flicking at
the hungrily grasping mouth of her vagina, enticingly stroking her
offered loins to more intensive heat before he moved to a new, and
even more shocking position!
She tensed as the massive dog's muscular, furry body crowded
in behind her toward her nakedly trembling buttocks, suddenly
aware that he was raising up on his hind legs and his powerful
forelegs were grasping at her upthrusting hips! Good Lord! He
must be mounting her, she thought, wildly twisting her head to
look back over her naked back ... and he was! Oh, my God! He
actually was! He intended to fuck her as though she were just
another female animal of his own kind!
Her desire confused brain whirled with the impossible, lurid
idea, yet remembered, too, that somewhere she had heard, or read,
of such unnatural acts being committed! God almighty! she
inwardly gasped, her body tremoring to the lewdly growing
sensations Sergeant's lashing tongue had set aflame in her
palpitating loins. Then, her lust-hazed eyes caught sight of
their lewdly locked position in the vanity mirror and she groaned
helplessly at the lewdly provocative reflection. The beastial
obscenity of the big German shepherd astraddle the white,
widespread moons of her smoothly ovaled buttocks sent unbelievable
waves of wildly rising fire searing through her nakedly quivering
body.
Abruptly, she gaped at the breathtaking sight of his
glistening, scarlet cock emerging from its long sheath, wet and
hard, the moistened tapered end slipping and dancing as it moved
forward to probe the damp, pink crevice of her maddeningly excited
cunt! She felt his strong canine body jerk against the flesh of
her supple, white buttocks, saw his dangling thick length of
hardened cock trying to penetrate the thin vertical mouth of her
defenselessly upturned vagina!
He whined loudly, his forepaws making new demands against the
soft sensitive flesh of her naked hips as he thrustingly humped
forward on his hind legs behind her, desperately struggling to
bury the sleekly throbbing shaft up inside her!
Dianne saw it all in the mirror, and with a sensuously
escaping moan she shifted her hungrily quivering buttocks back at
it in an effort to capture the lengthening hardness, the
feverishly impassioned tension inside her reaching an almost
totally unbearable point! Ooohhh yesss ... she wanted it ... had
to have his long, thick animal-cock buried deep up inside her
fire-filled cunt! God ... she had to have it racing into her
inflamed belly before she became delirious with her building
desire! Nothing else mattered!
She reached underneath her breasts back between her full,
widely spread thighs, grasping the slippery animal-organ to spread
her softly curling pubic hair with the tip and guide its hotly
pulsating head to the mouth of her eagerly waiting vaginal hole!
Immediately, he humped forward, bursting it from her grip as he
split her vulnerable young cuntal channel wider and wider, sending
the tong rod of hard, thick animal-cock deep up into the hotly
squirming passage between her wide-split thighs!
Dianne watched in the mirror with bulging-eyed fascination as
the burning, scarlet rod of stiffened dog flesh slithered forward
with a wet, fierce charge, burying itself all the way up to the
hilt in her inhumanely stretched vaginal passage. Sergeant's
heavy, sperm-bloated balls swung down with a savageness, flatly
smacking against her golden pussy-hair, as her breath gaspingly
exploded from her lungs.
The intensive, pressuring sensation of impalement came
bursting again through her loins and she grunted gutturally to it,
then choked out: "M-My God ...!" Her widened green eyes gaping
unseeingly as her panting, excited animal-lover began to fuck
rhythmically up into her from behind. Her head jarring from his
every powerful, breast-quivering plunge, Dianne tried to
concentrate on the long, scarlet length of hardness wetly searing
into her as she began to lewdly grind her naked buttocks around
and move in a slow, lurid tempo backward to meet his brutal,
breathtaking strokes!
Unequaled sensations of base-lust filled her sensuously
slaying body as she thrust backward onto the ever-thickening cock
skewering deeper and deeper up into her raging hot belly from
behind! Furiously, his muscular animal beauty battered and
thudded resoundingly against her yielding, widespread ass-cheeks,
his pulsatingly huge cock a relentless shaft of glistening,
sadistic joy sinking to its full length deep up into the soft,
quivering flesh of her belly! With unrestrainable, whimpering
mewls, she lewdly rotated her rounded, working buttocks back at Mm
faster now with an obscene frenzy, grinding her hotly clinging
cunt walls back over the length of his hardened, piercing animal-
cock with a masochistic cry of wanton passion.
The signal flashed through her lust-inflamed young body then,
the unmistakable beacon of ecstatic fulfillment! It spiraled
through her seething loins like the prickling of a million warning
needles, and gnawed at the base of her quaking belly with the
promise of enchanting rapture. She moaned loudly to the jagged
edges of her growing erotic bliss, gaping at the mirror hungrily
to see the massive dog's wet, thick cock disappearing up between
the soft whiteness of her roundly absorbing buttocks, his furious
fucking of her tempoed in quickened jerky animal strokes! She saw
her own pink cuntal flesh moistly clinging to his huge hardness
when he pulled out of her, then vanishing back up inside with his
heavy, buttock-flattening charge, his heavy cum-laden balls
smacking solidly below between the spread-open lips of her
hungrily welcoming pussy.
Her brain reeled in the throes of wildly roused passion, her
eyes feasting on the sensual spectacle of her full white breasts
quivering and swaying like hanging mounds of lush, pink-crested
fruit to his beautiful, battering barrage! She saw the flailing
veil of her long blonde hair when she tossed her head in cadence
to the moans of gasping pleasure hissing out shamelessly from her
pleading lips!
"Oooohhh darling ... fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me senseless!"
she cried back at the furiously humping German shepherd. "Harder,
lover ... harder ...!"
It was the waiting lilt in her helplessly pleading cry that
made Sergeant know her sexual delight. He whimpered back in
response as he ardently thrust into her from behind, his basic
instincts urging him on. He knew that he was bringing her joy by
the way she was eagerly grinding her soft female cunt back onto
his heavily aching hardness. The wet warmth of her human vaginal
channel was greedily clenching at it as they always did, but this
one was like a bitch mate of his own breed, and his heart pounded
lovingly in his chest for her.
He sensed the dribbling wetness against his loins that
trickled down the soft, smooth backs of her thighs from where he
fucked into her, and he saw the thin, sheen-like droplets of
perspiration that had gathered on her naked white body beneath
him. His own tongue hung loosely from his opened jaws in heated
frenzy. The moment of culmination was near!
Abruptly, Dianne raised her lust-slackened face to wail out a
guttural, animal-like groan from deep in her throat. Her lust
glazed eyes grew round and unseeing. "Oh Goddd! I-It's too much
... too much! Y-You're driving me mad, loverrr ...!" And her
voice died in a strangled mixture of choked sob and ragged sigh,
her head tossing frantically from side to side, her long, golden
hair flailing as she began the first convulsions of her climax,
skewering her white, passionately undulating buttocks back onto
his long, thick rod of canine hardness with a sluttishness that
she never realized she was capable of!
The first spasm struck her then and she cried out again,
slamming her rounded white ass-cheeks back hard against the
rhythmically fucking dog-cock with a desperate, frenzied lunge.
At the same time, Sergeant responded with a forward thrust and
growl, his massive hardness beginning to spew its scalding animal
sperm deep up into her soft, wildly constricting belly with long,
hard jet-like spurts.
"Oh God," she moaned, the lewdness of her act drowning her.
"Oh God, he's cumming all the way up to my tits!"
Again and again, Dianne wailed and moaned, her crazily
jerking buttocks beginning to contract convulsively to the huge
heated eruption exploding hotly in her belly and loins in the
universal ecstasy of all animals! She threw her head from side to
side in the sensuous joy of her bliss ... at last, opening her
eyes on the mirror to see the combination of human-animal cum
oozing whitely from her tightly clenching cuntal mouth still
clasping and milking hungrily at her animal lover's slowly
deflating cock. Thin rivulets of their sticky, white fluids ran
hotly down the smooth tanned columns of her inner thighs ... and
when she could no longer watch, her stomach filled almost to the
bursting point with his warm animal sperm, she pitched forward on
her breasts, gasping a great sigh of pleasureful relief ...
Dianne lay unmoving for a long, long moment, unable to think
of anything but the beautiful, wildly fulfilling orgasm she had
just known, feeling his movements on the bed behind and over her.
Oh, Kye had been so right about the wonderful brute being her
friend for life ... but she doubted that just giving him the roast
had been totally responsible ... God ... what had ever possessed
her to let him commit such a forbidden, debasing act on her?
She'd been no better than a debauched little animal herself ...
and the way he had gone at her from the very beginning, as if he'd
been trained to it!
She knew that she should be feeling repugnant shame, but
strangely enough, she wasn't! Why ... because she knew he could
never tell a soul? Yes, at least, that was undoubtedly part of
it. God, what insanely wicked thing had suddenly come over her,
anyway ...?
Then, she felt his hot, wet tongue licking the smooth,
sensitive flesh of her naked buttocks and the small of her back,
tiny sensations immediately re-inciting her almost exhausted loins
and liquidly filled belly! It stopped, and smiling, Dianne rolled
over to see him leap from the bed and trot to the locked door
where he stood looking at her with open jaws and wagging tail,
knowing then in her heart that it would happen again, that she
would never be able to help herself!
"Just like a male," she spoke to him softly, her smile still
evident as she arose from the bed. "Now that you've seduced me,
you beautiful darling, you want out ...
Chapter 5
Olaf Jensen waited impatiently for over an hour, hoping Kye
would come back so that he could question him further about the
"American dollie" who he swore had sucked him. In the Asian boy's
absence, the oafish teenager had given it almost undivided
thought, until finally he was convinced that Kye had told him the
truth! Except, he knew that this newcomer to the building had not
been anyplace to meet a local girl ... which meant that whoever he
was referring to lived right there! And the only girl he was most
apt to have been that close to in just three days was ... was Mrs.
Keller!
Jesus Christ! That beautiful, mind-blowing job, with those
terrific tits and crazy tight ass going down on a little fink like
Kye was almost impossible to imagine! Even to think of her
spreading those gorgeous long legs to get fucked seemed
sacreligiously unbelievable to Olaf, though he knew the Captain
damn sure did it when he was home, but it was still beyond
anything he could picture in his mind. Shit, she was just too
beautiful, like something you simply kept around to look at
...,almost as if she were above anything to do with sex. But who
in hell else was that scrawny little bastard talking about if not
her?
The thinking about it alone was enough to stir his loins
inside the faded, tight jeans, a rush of blood surging through the
long length of his penis to arouse it toward hardness. He worked
on, but with increasing glances over the brick wall down the
street in the direction Kye had taken. Shit, he had to know more,
he suddenly decided, picking up his T-shirt and slipping it over
his head as he walked toward the gate. He'd even chance his old
man getting up-tight if he found him gone, but that wasn't likely
this time of day. He was soused on his beer and probably sleeping
in front of the glaring TV. The old bastard ... the way he'd
ridden him ever since he'd gotten busted for having a couple of
joints on him. You'd think the old fart was some sort of model to
pattern one's self after! Hell, he hadn't been worth a goddamn
since his mom died ... and those frigging witches he picked up to
bring home in the wee hours of the morning ...
Kye probably went to the park, Olaf thought, stretching out
his long, powerful legs in a quickened gait. Maybe he was screwy,
but he really believed the little character, and after logically
putting two and two together, who the fuck else was he talking
about but Mrs. Keller ...?
Kye was feeding squirrels in the park from a bag of peanuts
when Olaf found him, having decided as he walked, to use every
ounce of finesse he could muster with the younger, foreign boy.
He sat down gently beside him so as not to scare the tamed little
animals away, aware that his new acquaintance was intrigued by the
way they were accepting the nuts from his extended hand.
"You see, Olaf!" Kye explained in a whisper. "They're not
afraid of me! They eat right out of my hand! Is not that
wonderful? In my country, a squirrel, should you actually see
one, is frightened to death! The war has destroyed all the warm,
God-given things!"
"Yeah ... Sometimes, I come down here and feed 'em, too,"
the older boy lied.
"You do? Oh, that's nice! Little animals make me feel good
inside!" Kye said with his usual exuberance. "You see? I am not
angry anymore, and I was when I left you!"
Olaf nodded his blond head, studying the other with his small
blue eyes. "I'm sorry about that, Kye ... but what you were
saying about getting sucked ... well ..."
"It is all right. I understand, Olaf ... but you must
believe that I would not lie to you."
"Oh sure! I believe that!" the big teenager emphatically
implied. "But you know, you've only been here a few days, and
then saying it was an American dollie ... well ..."
"It is true! And it happened last night, in fact ...!" Kye
said without thinking and catching himself too late.
"Last night? I saw you when you went in last night, Kye,"
Olaf immediately picked up, realizing he had his opening. "The
only girl you were with was Captain Keller's wife! Now ... how do
you explain that, guy?"
Kye swallowed tightly. A squirrel captured a peanut from his
hand and ran off. Something of a vacant nature swelled in his
lean belly. He remember his own thoughts about wondering if
Captain Mark would kill him should he know what had happened, and
how he had intended to say nothing so that she would do it again
...!
"Come on, Kye, you're not trying to make out that a beautiful
girl like Mrs. Keller would ever suck your prick, are you?" Olaf
grinningly questioned, unable to play his finesse game, or hide
his mounting excitement as his heavy, boyish cock stiffened
uncontrollably stiffened inside his jeans at the mere thought.
"Sonofabitch, there you go again, kid, handing me all that shit
...
"Is not shit! I told you that before!" Kye angrily spat,
taking the rest of the peanuts and strewing them onto the ground.
"Kye does not be! And Mrs. Dianne thinks much of me, too!"
"But not enough to suck your puny cock, buddy-boy ...!"
"Yes! Yes, she does and she did! Last night!"
"I don't believe it!"
"She did, almighty goddamn, she did! How much you want to
bet, Joe?" Kye spat at him, irresistibly throwing his Saigon
street jargon at the other's taunting face.
"Prove it! Make her do it again ... then I'll believe it!"
Olaf teased, getting to his knees. "Let's see you make her do it
again, Kye boy, if you ain't throwing out that Vietnamese shit of
yours ...!"
"All right, I will!"
"When?"
"Tonight! You come by my window and watch! "
"How? The venetian blinds are always closed!"
"I'll fix them! You'll see that Kye does not lie! Then you
will apologize!"
"You bet! I'll gladly apologize, Kye ... but you've got to
prove it first ...
* * *
Captain Mark Keller caught a bus from March Air Force Base
into the nearest four-corners of Edgemont and chose a little
tavern where beer was the strongest drink, perching himself on a
stool at the corner of a little patronized bar. The handsome,
gray-eyed officer wanted nothing except privacy to think this
night. He decided he'd chosen the right place. A jukebox whined
out country music and a pair of rolled-up shirt-sleeved, burly men
wearing hard, construction hats played a limited game of pool on a
special, small table in the center of the room. There were no
females. Mark sighed and gulped at the cold froth of his beer.
What the hell was he going to do? Even if Kye and Sergeant
were allowed to stay, and it was beginning to look better for
them. Could he re-adapt himself ... ever in God's world?... after
the life he had been leading? ... the sensual world he'd come to
know? Christ, he surely didn't want to hurt Dianne! The truth
was, he loved her so much that it did hurt! But ...! Yeah, that
was it ... all the buts! And how in Christ name did he get over
those buts ... only to find himself back in a world that would no
longer do it for him!
And what the hell was he going to do for a living once he was
shed of this uniform? Christ, he just couldn't go back to the
hum-drum of drafting, not after the wild, easy life and kind of
money he'd been making. On the other hand, operating a string of
whores and using boys for pimps wasn't exactly looked upon as
being an acceptable profession in the good old U. S. of A. either.
Yeah, he'd made a bundle, all of it nicely tucked in his gear at
the base, and more than enough to set him up soundly in some
legitimate business or other ... but what? And how was he about
to explain where he'd come by a hundred-grand to Dianne when he
was supposed to have been fighting a police action for his
country?
Hell, he'd done his share of the fighting; he had no
compunctions over that, and he'd been small potatoes compared to a
score of other exploiting operators he'd brushed against in Nam,
but it was Dianne and how she would react if she knew the truth
that was really gnawing the hell out of him. Among all of her
other attributes, both intellectual and physical, she had a code
of morals that wouldn't quit ... or should he say ethics? Christ,
he could just imagine the expression on her face if she was ever
to learn that her loving, hero-husband had been known on the
Saigon streets as Mr. Ace, South Viet Nam's number one
whoremonger! But there was little chance of that unless he told
her himself, and the more he thought about it the stronger his
conclusions became that it would be like cutting his own throat!
She would just never understand and he knew it!
The handsome Air Force officer finished his beer and ordered
another, while the twangy Western music continued to the solid
clacking of pool-bails behind him. He thought of the bars in
Saigon where untold numbers of cuddly little teenage bitches
competed for your cock, each one highly, self-skilled at her own
sensual specialty and trying desperately to out-do her sisters.
Christ, what they couldn't conceive of to make a Joe happy was
beyond the sexual imagination. Then, with a touch of yum-yum to
fire them even more ... goddamn ... just thinking about it was
enough to set him right off!
He shook his head and gulped at his beer. Damn, if he didn't
love Dianne so frigging much ... but how was he ever going to go
back to their mild forms of love-making after marinating for
almost a year in a culture where even eating was secondary to
fucking ... and the male was king ...?
* * *
The smoldering residue of sensual pleasure both Kye and his
beautiful German shepherd had left warming Dianne's voluptuous
young body continued to glow teasingly inside her throughout the
day. Regardless of what she did to try and occupy her mind, her
thoughts invariably returned to one or both of those lewd, erotic
episodes, until before the day was passed she had intimately
relived them in every detail a hundred times. This was not to say
that she didn't feel like some kind of shameless deviate from the
abnormal act of sucking a young teenage boy to orgasm in her
mouth, or being taken from behind by his massive dog; yet God
knows, she was neither sorry, nor any longer conscience-stricken!
It actually amazed the young blonde beauty when she finally
did realize her total lack of remorsefulness, and the longer she
milked at her memories the less self-reproaching she became, even
when thoughts of Mark entered into the picture. In fact, it had
been under the hairdryer at the beauty shop where she had gone for
an uplifting shampoo and manicure, that she found herself
defensively referring in her mind to her young husband's
mysterious "whatever". Why she had suddenly decided that there
was a cloak of shadiness veiling the image of this man she loved
so much, Dianne couldn't pinpoint, but she remembered there had
been a series of little things said or implied by Kye in his
youthful innocence ... and then, there was that certain attribute
called woman's intuition involved ... for whatever that was worth.
It was true; she knew it was ... just as she realized that
she could never love him less no matter what. But did he have
this kind of love for her? What would his opinion of her be now
if he knew the truth about her sexual involvement with Kye and
Sergeant? God, she shuddered to think of that!
In the living room enjoying her second Cuba Libre, Dianne
again checked the window to see if she could catch sight of her
handsome young ward and his lovable German shepherd. Not even
Olaf was anywhere to be seen, and it was getting on toward dinner
time. She hoped he hadn't wandered off someplace and perhaps
gotten lost ... but that was ridiculous, she reminded herself,
remembering that he was unlike any boy she had ever known. After
what he'd been through, to get lost in a peaceful little suburb
like La Berdina would be next to impossible.
Her warm, inward smile was mirrored on her sensuously, full
lips as she walked to the kitchen to prepare a light meal for
them. She planned to take him to a movie later, and then perhaps
they would stop somewhere for ice cream or something. Sergeant
would have to stay home and look after things, but they wouldn't
be very late. Then, they could sit around for awhile and talk.
Perhaps she could begin to carefully draw some of the information
from him concerning Mark which was going to plague her until she
learned the truth. Then ...
Then?
A sensation of lust-incited desire fluttered through Dianne's
simmering loins and soft, tingling belly, followed by another of
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inner-shock as she forced herself to face the truth flashing deep
from the hidden recesses of her subconscious mind. She dropped
the head of lettuce she'd taken from the refrigerator to rinse,
onto the floor with a bouncing, splat-like sound which reminded
her of hot flesh against flesh! God! What was happening to her?
She ... she very definitely had intentions of seducing him ... of
taking up where they had left off last night! Yes, and somewhere
in that obscenely forbidden memory, she had seen Sergeant's long,
thick scarlet hardness ... both of them together loving her in a
wild three-way lust while she gave herself to them both at the
same time in a blinding passion of sensual debauchery!
Oh God! Oh God! She must be totally perverted! Never had
she felt such a total lack of self-control, nor anything to equal
the ever-building flames of erotic desire as those racing through
the rounded little bowl of her belly at that moment! The urge to
reach down and finger-fuck herself crazy there was almost
unbearable! Instead, she picked up her drink and drained it,
quickly making another, and it was then that Kye, with Sergeant,
burst in through the back door ...
* * *
He had been reluctant to do it, but there was no other sure
way if he were to prove to Olaf he was not lying. So, while Mrs.
Dianne was away, Kye had busily made a spoonful of yum-yum powder
into a colorless, tasteless, odorless liquid with water and
spilled a few drops into all of her liquor bottles. He had also
spilled several grains into her tea and coffee for good measure,
but being extremely careful not to use too much, well knowing its
reaction. Then, he had gone back to the park to feed the
squirrels, while Olaf's huge, drunken father reprimanded him for
leaving without permission.
"You stupid little sonofabitch! How many times do I have to
tell you that you don't leave here without asking me first?" the
monstrous man with the graying hair and red-rimmed eyes had raged,
causing Kye to take several steps backward.
"Aw, Paw, I just took a quick walk down to the park ..."
"I'll quick-walk you, you dumb asshole! I'll let Judge
Reynolds put you on ice for a year or so if you don't get on the
goddamned ball!" the massive man whose belly was huge and who wore
a scraggly gray-beard warned, then gulped from his can of beer.
Even Sergeant had shied back, a deep growl bunching in his throat.
Kye had caught his pet by the scruff of the neck and led him
away toward their door, the thought occurring to him that maybe
Olaf wouldn't be able to get out tonight anyway. Well, no matter;
he'd go ahead with his plans just the same. The idea of Mrs.
Dianne sucking him again was anything but unexciting, though he
still couldn't help but think of what Captain Mark might do to him
if he knew! And Captain Mark was the best friend he'd ever had
... at least, he had been, up until he'd met Mrs. Captain Mark ...
Chapter 6
Dianne had several drinks from one of Kye's doctored liquor
bottles and throughout their hastily thrown together meal, she
felt as if a huge raging bonfire had been built up between her
thighs! She uncontrollably squirmed downward against the
cushioned rim of the dining room chair, forcing its ridge to
pressure against the lips of her wetly seeping pussy! She was
alive with erotic sensations which were eating sensually at the
very lining of her belly! God, what was wrong with her? She'd
never been more sexually hot in her whole life!
"... So he said he sometimes came to feed the squirrels,
too!" Kye went on, watching her rising reaction to the yum-yum and
stuffing his mouth with everything in sight. "He is not an easy
boy to like, Mrs. Dianne, but I have seen his father, and it is
not all his fault!"
"I-I know, Kye," the young, feverishly impassioned woman
answered, surprised at her own voice and the words it spoke. God,
she could never stand to watch a movie. She'd go insane waiting!
At that very moment, in her lewdly fired mind's eyes, she could
see his young swollen cock in all of its beautiful hardness, the
moist, blood-engorged head filling her hungrily sucking mouth ...!
"I-I thought we'd go to bed early ... read, maybe together ...!
Would you like that?"
"Sure! I love to read American books. You have something
hot? Something that tells all about fucking, maybe, Mrs. Dianne?"
he questioned intentionally with innocence. "I used to read them
in Saigon ...!"
He went on, but the blonde, insanely fired young wife hardly
heard him. His use of four-letter words had been like a bellows
inside her! She couldn't help herself as she reached over and
clasped his slender young hand.
"We ... we don't need those kind of books to inspire us,
darling!" she sensuously whispered. "We have each other ... and
our own ways ... don't we?"
"You bet, Ma'am ... you bet we do!" Kye replied with an
enthusiastic gun, wondering if Olaf was going to be able to get to
the window. "You want to go now ... into the bedroom, I mean
...?"
"D-Do you, Kye darling ...?"
"Sure! I mean, yes! Let's go get naked together!"
"Ohhhh ... you ... you luscious young darling!" Dianne
exclaimed, getting up from her chair to stumble around and hug his
head tightly against the softness of her desire-swollen breasts.
She bent down and kissed him on the lips, flicking her tiny wet
tongue hotly into his mouth as she held him, fired all the more by
the way he accepted and began to suck it! "Ohhhhhhh, God! Go
into your room and strip naked for Dianne, lover! Hurry! Please,
hurry ...!"
Mindlessly, she hustled through the apartment to lock both
back and front doors, switching off lights as she hurried
excitedly into his bedroom to find him standing and waiting for
her, still fully clothed. He gunned, then licked out to moisten
his young, dry lips as she said: "You're not undressed, darling,
like I asked you ...?"
"I wait for you to do it for me, Mrs. Dianne!" he said, his
youthful dark eyes aglow, the bulge in the front of his jeans
noticeably stirring. "It is much more bang-up that way!"
A tremor of feverish lust raced through her at his words and
the visible sight of his teenage arousal. She closed in on him,
one hand moving gently behind his head while the other reached
down between them to grasp his viriley swollen young cock inside
his pants between her thumb and teasingly milking fingers.
"Oh, Kye ... little lover, it feels so thick and long
tonight!" she gasped, incredible sensations of lecherous passion
rippling over the hot flesh of her wildly incited body. "I-I
can't wait to see it again ... hold it naked and hard in my hand!
Ummmmm ... come on, darling, let's hurry and get undressed ... so
you can see me totally naked for you for the first time, too!"
Hot zing! That was it, all right! He had to see her all
beautifully naked, even if Captain Mark killed him! Shit, he
would kiss and suck her delicious white tits ... see and feel the
silken hair on her hot, fleshy cunt between her legs, with its
wet, pink crevice opening right up and sucking inward for him! He
would know whether it was blonde pussy-hair like the long golden
strands tumbling down around her shoulders! Almighty goddamn,
right now, nothing else mattered, because his stiffened cock had
already begun to hurtfully throb and there was a dull, tingling
ache churning below in his sperm-filling balls!
"You sit right here on the edge of the bed, little lover, and
watch Dianne," she hissed, quickly kissing his young lips, her
breathing raspy as she leaned down then backed away before him,
intensive waves of wantonness goading her wildly on as she began
to strip her clothes away before him.
Kye did sit, staring through eagerly anticipating eyes, while
her own, which were fired with the burning gleam of lasciviously
rising heat, fed on the innocence of his youthfully handsome face.
She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, slipping out of it, knowing that
it was her curved white body in its complete nakedness that his
eyes were impatiently waiting to feast on for the first time.
Realizing that, she intentionally taunted him with slow, enticing
movements, savoring with pleasure the expressions of mounting
excitement lighting his handsome young face.
She could see the swollen outline of his hardness jerking
furiously inside the imprisonment of his jeans, and she continued
to move with the teasingly slow lethargy of a girl undressing in
the privacy of her bedroom. She gently slithered her shorts down
over her smooth, rounded hips and let them puddle uselessly at her
feet on the floor. She heard his little quickened gasp, knowing
that he was staring with fixed eyes on the soft, puffy mound
between her partially spread legs, undoubtedly seeing the wetness
from her hotly moistened vagina dampening her panties and the
thinly flattened pubic curls slightly visible through the sheer
material. Then, as she teasingly removed her bra, letting it
slide with tantalizing slowness down her arms, she saw his dark,
young eyes jerk upward, locking there on the jutting, unveiled
firmness of her breasts, their tiny buds rising sensitively to the
brushing air like little marblish gems. Without looking directly
at him, Dianne made them sway and jiggle resiliently by tossing
the lacy garment of her bra toward a chair, knowing the impelling
intoxication she was boiling up inside him as well as herself.
At last, she rolled her brief bikini panties down over the
smooth arch of her full hips and rounded white buttocks, causing
the teenager to choke out a gasp of unhidable admiration, sending
thrills of sensual delight prickling over her nakedly exposed
curves. Breathing heavily now herself, Dianne kicked them away,
her lush white breasts dancing as she nearly ran to him to drop
onto her knees between his legs.
"Hot balls, Mrs. Dianne, you are the most beautiful girl in
the world!" he praisingly blurted, eagerly clutching at one full
breast as he hugged her soft, naked loveliness tightly to him and
tried to kiss her mouth.
Dianne moaned with the erotic bliss of it all, finding his
lips and sucking his young, sweet-tasting tongue between her own,
holding him that way for a long, sensuously intoxicating moment
before reaching down and unfastening his jeans.
"Lie back, darling! Now, Dianne will undress you and make it
'bang-up' the way you like it!" she ordered in a smiling whisper,
and he did.
Kye excitedly lifted his lean, young buttocks and let her
slip his pants down, his brain a whirling mass of hotly building
entrancement. He raised his arms to let her pull the T-shirt over
his head, and then she was pressing him back down onto the bed
with gentle hands against his bared chest, those same warm,
velvety hands moving down to slip inside the waistband of his
shorts to eagerly work them over his hips and down his tensed legs
... until he, too, was completely naked! She knelt there between
his spread thighs, gaping down at his hardened young cock and
sperm-filling balls in the same greedy manner she had the night
before ... as if she were maybe going to devour the whole
goddamned length of it right down into her yum-yummed, little
belly!
She was hot like a fucking incendiary bomb! Sonofabitch, he
hoped he had not given her too much, but goddamn, he could not
worry about that now! He raised up, perching on his elbows to
watch her small, white hand slowly encircle his rigidly throbbing,
cock to send a tremendous jolt of excitement charging through his
loins as she drew it up straight away from his muscle-tautened
belly. Then, she began to jack its thin layer of outer fore-skin
up and down, pulling it down tight to pop out the moist, pulsating
head. Her greedily watching eyes and open-mouthed expression
seemed to be caught in an almost hypnotic spell, Kye thought, as
he breathlessly watched her, and for a long moment she hardly
looked like Mrs. Dianne at all ... more like the yum-yummed Saigon
bitches who fucked and sucked the Joes until sometimes they had to
fight to get away from them! Almighty goddamn, had he given her
too much? Maybe, he was just a little bit scared now ...!
Then, her beautiful face lowered down over it, her long
blonde hair brushing tauntingly against his tensed thighs and
belly, but he could still see her mouth opening wide as she held
his hotly jerking cock right by its root with finger and thumb!
Her tiny, pink tongue lashed out, slithering over the smooth
bulbous head with a nerve-shattering lick, its heated little tip
flicking into the miniature slit at its end to capture the tiny
drop of warm wet pre-cum which had bubbled out there!
Spasms of intensive muscular reaction racked Kye's young body
and he groaned as he watched her lush, tongue-moistened, lips slip
wetly down over his cock-head, sucking it up heatedly with a
tightly locking pressure into the feverishly liquid cavern of her
mouth!
Mindlessly, Dianne began to suck and lick his delicious young
hardness while near-frantic sensations of wildly charging lust
raged through her impassioned body. With avid, hotly working
tongue, she began to explore the fully swollen length's every
ridge and wrinkle, possessively cupping his sperm-bloating balls
in one palm, the other's thumb and forefinger clasping at its
thick rigid base. Oh God! She was going to go stark-raving mad
tonight, she thought wildly to the ever-mounting fires incredibly
consuming her. Kneeling lewdly between his widespread legs, she
visualized the lascivious sight her mouth around his penis must
make for him as she slavishly worked her head up and down over his
excitedly straining loins! She sensed him lifting his lean hips
rhythmically upward to flick his hardened teenage cock up between
her wetly fastened lips and deep into her greedily sucking mouth!
Then, she began to swallow in blind, omniverous passion, trying to
work its head farther down into her desperately milking throat!
A super-thumping throb began in Kye's lustily fired young
loins and muscle-steeled belly. Sweet mother-fuck! Already, she
had sucked it into such a hardness-that it felt like a red hot
gun-barrel pulling at his groin! He was still propped on his
elbows and gaping down in lascivious awe at his Mrs. Dianne's
wild, feverish sucking of his burning cock. Last night, she had
nearly sucked the guts out of him, but tonight she surely would,
along with everything else he had inside him! Oh Christ! He
hoped that stupid Olaf was out there watching! But most of all,
he hoped that she did not kill him ...! Almighty goddamn, maybe
he would have to call Sergeant up to help ... and he looked
apprehensively to where the big animal lay watching from the floor
near the foot of the bed. It would not be the first time he had
needed his faithful friend to help fuck the fires out of a yum-
yummed filled girl ... but he would wait awhile longer to make
sure ...
And then, suddenly she stopped, raising her head to look up
at him with crazily gleaming eyes. "Crawl up onto the bed,
darling!" she sensuously hissed. "We're going to do other things,
too, tonight! Oh God, Dianne's so hot, baby ... so hot!" and she
followed him, lying down beside him to smooth her hot hand
lustfully over his naked, young body, feeling the sleek,
developing muscles tense as she explored all the secret hollows
and crevices of him.
Her glistening lush lips which had been fastened around his
screaming hardness found his, her tiny cock-flavored tongue
darting into his mouth to nearly destroy him. She lifted her
silken fleshed, full white thigh on top of his, pressing the soft
give of her hot, curl-fringed pussy tightly against his hip with a
lewd, undulating motion. "My sweet, baby-lover, I'm going to make
you happier than any girl has you've ever made love to!" Dianne
hotly gasped into his young face. She ran her slender fingers
through his hair and began to inch upward in the bed, until the
ripe, full mounds of her hardened-nippled breasts were even with
his face.
She took his young Asiatic handsomeness in her hand, cupping
it beneath the chin, the urge to sadistically squeeze it almost
uncontrollable as she drew his teenage mouth closer to the tiny,
berry-like nipple of one swollen breast. Then, holding the
resilient, white mound of tit flesh in the other, she hissed:
"Suck it, Kye darling! Take my titty in your mouth and suck it
for Dianne!"
Unknown sensations of sadistically edged passion raced
through the fire-filled center of desire up between her legs as
she watched his eager young lips part. Then, with lustful
delight, she pressed the nipple into his hotly sucking young
mouth!
"Yes ... yesssssss, darling ... oh, you know how, don't you?
You beautiful cock-boy!" she obscenely gasped, sensually
delighting in the lewdness wantonly tumbling from her lust-
slackened lips. "Suck it and lick it with your tongue like you
would do a Saigon girl, baby! Bite it if you want ... only love
it and me my darling fuck-love! Y -Y-Yesss ... like that ... even
harder, love ...! Oooohhhhh Goddddd ...! Hold it and squeeze
it, Kye ... suck .. suck ...!" she choked, smoothing her own hand
down his naked chest and belly to fondle his ever hardening cock
and cum-laden balls. She heard and felt his excited moans gurgle
against the white, electrified flesh of her breast from his
youthful mouth when she grasped the hot, blood-rigid rod his cock
offered, and began to stroke it with obscene vigor.
Holy Shit! She did not need yum-yum, this gorgeous almighty
woman whom Captain Mark would undoubtedly kill him over! He had
sure as fucking hell made a mistake, because she was going to
burst all of his red corpuscles! He had never been so cunt-
stricken in his life, nor so in love with a girl! He had never
even dreamed of that happening to him, for love was simply fucking
and sucking, and his life had been filled with little else ... but
never like this! She was so beautiful! Why would Captain Mark
ever leave her to go fight a crazy war ... and then become Mr.
Ace? How could he fuck and lick all those other girls when she
was waiting here for him? Was he sick upstairs, maybe ...?
"You like that, don't you Kye lover ... sucking Dianne's
breast while she strokes your beautiful cock?" the passionately
infused young wife lewdly whispered, her lust-hazed eyes gleaming
salaciously as she watched his lips tighten and relax their
sucking action, while his young tongue stabbed and taunted her
prickling nipple. Oooohhh, what could she - do next to pacify the
wild unreasonable fire eating at her? She'd never get enough
tonight, she knew it ... knew it! "B-But this is just the
beginning, little lover! Your Dianne wants to make you the
happiest boy in the whole world ...!"
Kye realized that he was not his normal self. Hot shit! He
had fucked and sucked nearly all night before and never knew
anything to equal the sensations his Mrs., Dianne was bringing
him, and as well, knew, that he was absolutely no match for her!
That was what frightened him, because she was wildly high on yum-
yum, and he was well aware of what happened to even a normal,
passionate girl when given the drug! Oh balls! Captain Mark
would probably bayonet him ... cut off his cock and stick it in
his mouth the way the Viet Cong did! He had it coming, all right
... but it was horrible to think of!
She had pulled away from him, easing the delicious white
mound of her breast from between his lips and letting go of his
aching cock. But she was moving around in the bed to climb up
over him, too, her beautiful tits and ovalled white buttocks
jiggling as she half-settled herself just above his throbbing
loins, the sensual smile on tier face enough to make him want to
fuck her all the way to goddamned hell!
"You have such a handsome young cock, Kye darling!" she
spewed down at him as she straddled his legs just below his loins.
"Thick and long for such a young boy, I would imagine," she said,
reaching down and grasping it again between both of her eager
hands.
Kye watched that, but also locked his eyes on the sensuously
flushed lips of her golden-haired cunt and the thin ribbon of
glistening, pink flesh between! It was really his first true look
at the tight, hair-fringed hole up between her thighs. Hot zing!
She was taking him apart piece by piece, and it was all his fault
with the fucking yum-yum for Olaf's sake! But ... but he did not
care! Captain Mark could cut off his nuts and stupid Olaf could
die ... nothing would make any difference to him tonight! His
beautiful Dianne was all things! Almighty goddamn, he was in love
...!
The naked, lust-blinded young wife's wantonly contorted face
reflected the lecherous passion which had taken complete,
incredible command over her. She let free of his rigidly
throbbing cock and with spread white thighs astraddle of him,
kneed herself upward until the silky triangle of her blonde pussy-
hair with its glistening pink crevice separating the thin, blood-
fleshed lips was above his chest, only inches from his avidly
straining eyes.
"Do you like it, little lover ... Dianne's hot, naked pussy?"
she lewdly breathed down at him. "Is it as enticing as the others
you've seen and played with?"
Kye swallowed tightly, gaping at the erotic, mind-bending
spectacle of her nakedly displayed cunt at close range. Surely,
he had never seen such a breathtaking pussy, for sweet fuck, there
could not be another like it in the whole world, he would bet his
ass! The delicious sight of it so close to his face made his
brain spin in lustful fascination, the way it was so wonderfully
centered right up there between her widespread thighs.
"Hot damn! It is the most gorgeous, tight looking cunt I
have ever seen, Mrs. Dianne!" Kye sincerely praised with excited
gasping breath. "I-It makes me want to fuck it crazy ...!"
"Oh, you lovable little doll!" she hissed hotly down at him,
her breasts rising and failing with rhythmic little swaying
movements to the maddening desire burning inside her. "Then, feel
of it for me! Look at it closely and play with it, lover! Spread
it open and show me how you would do it if I was a Saigon girl!"
Dianne's breathing rapidly increased as she watched his
slender young hand move upward between her lasciviously spread
thighs, then caught in her throat when she saw and felt its warmth
brushing the silken strands of soft pubic-hair lining her hotly
flushed cunt-lips.
"Ohhhhh ... that's it, my darling! Yesssss, Eke that!" she
hoarsely choked. "D-Does it feel warm and nice up between my
legs, baby ... soft and furry like a little pussycat?"
"Hot shit, yes!" Kye almost frantically exclaimed, amazed at
the surge of fiery sensations just the feet of her hot, yielding
cuntal flesh charged through him.
"T-That's my little lover ... squeeze and play with it for
Dianne like she does your little boy dingy!" she breathed,
suddenly grinding her naked hips and buttocks around and around
with unashamed lewdness, pressing her sizzlingly heated cunt
hungrily down against his caressing, teenage hand. "Ohhhhhhh ...
that feels so good, darling ... mmmmmmmmm ...
Godddd ...!"
Kye's heart was pounding with a never before wildness in his
chest when he took his hand away, then with thumbs resting on the
hot, pouting tips of her hair-fringed cunt, he began to draw them
teasingly apart, spreading the soft blonde curls as he opened the
tightly clinging outer folds until its smooth inner walls lay
completely exposed before the youthful excitement of his dark,
fire-filled eyes. Eagerly, he feasted on the not unfamiliar
splendor of an exposed inner-cunt, except that this one was more
pink and deliciously moistened, its intricate delights and small,
inwardly clenching vaginal mouth like no others he had ever
explored! His own tight young loins and belly churned
passionately, his achingly swollen cock throbbing spasmodically
behind her.
"Oh God, darling, shove your finger up my pussy-hole and
finger-fuck me!" Dianne begged, lewdly squirming her nakedly
spread loins and buttocks above him, abruptly feeling the
delicious shock of his long, slender finger slipping up into her
vaginal mouth, then on upward into the hungrily grasping channel
of it!
"Oooooooohhhhhhhhh ... another, lover quick ... finger me
with two fingers ... way up, baby ... deep inside my cunt ...
yesssssssss!"
The obscene, heavenly delight of it! The enchanted, lust-
maddened wife mindlessly groaned. And she was using him to her
own lustful pleasure, that realization adding sadistically to her
blinding passion. Yes ... she would show him the difference
between real American women and his little Saigon sluts! She
would use rather than be used ... train him to do every lewd thing
she wanted of him ... train him just as Sergeant had been trained!
"Do you love it, Kye baby?" she rasped hotly down at him.
"Almighty goddamn! I do, Mrs. Dianne! I do ...!"
"Then kiss it! Lick it for me so that I can watch you!
Hurry, Kye! Do it!"
There was a sharp demanding edge to her tone which Kye noted
with surprise, almost as if she were suddenly chastising him!
Oddly enough, he did not mind, in fact, the idea made his
painfully aching cock lurch behind her, and he put his hands on
the smooth roundness of her naked white hips to draw her softly
moistened loins down closer to his face, which she willingly
pressed forward toward him.
He raised his young face without hesitation, knowing the
delectable pleasure of licking pussy, especially one you love.
With pursed mouth he tenderly kissed one fleshy, hair-fringed lip,
the exact closeness sending an aromatic, sensual raciness to his
brain, causing his rock-hard cock to hurtfully spasm once more.
He inhaled her delicate, pussy aroma, a perfumed piquant scent
which wildly taunted his already keyed-up senses! Almighty
goddamn! She was sure as sweet fuck going to scramble his
dimwitted brains!
He thrust his saliva moistened tongue out until it made
contact with the seethingly moist, velvet-like flesh, the smooth
liquid feel of it sending crazy chills along his spine, its warm
delicate aroma making his young nostrils flare ardently wide.
"Ohhhh ... it's beautiful, baby! Yessss ... lick it all over
and shove your finger back up inside my cunt hole at the same
time! Aaaahhh yes ... that's the way, darling ... like that ...
like that!" Dianne gasped and squirmed above him.
Kye felt her small hands clutch at his hand, fingers
entwining in his hair. She began to moan chokingly, forcefully
pulling his face into the wetly splayed crevice of her cunt until
his nose was sunk deep in the hot, liquid flesh and he could
barely breathe! He lashed his tongue around wildly, probing her
secret folds of intimate pussy-flesh, finally licking and
caressing the tiny little bud of her excitedly quivering clitoris
and felt her tremor all over, her breaths almost exploding from
her lungs.
He knew that she was flailing her head back and forth above
him, and suddenly he forced his tongue to join his finger,
spearing them both up into the seething, fluid depths of her naked
pussy!
"Ooohhh!" Dianne moaned, grinding her burning wet loins
harshly down against the young, handsome face she held locked
tightly into the wet inferno between her widespread thighs.
Frenziedly, she pressed his mouth into the yielding resilience of
the hair-framed flesh, sensing her hot vaginal walls opening and
closing in a moist little sucking action around his young
thrusting tongue and finger!
"Dear God, little lover, you're driving me mad!" she gasped
out, abruptly raising up to quickly move back down over him and
again clutch the full aching length of super-hardened cock-sinew
between both of her warmly grasping hands. "But Diane has got to
have something bigger and harder up inside her pussy ... something
like this wonderful, beautiful cock in her hands, darling!"
"Uuuuggghhh ... hot fuck!" Kye lewdly exclaimed to the feel
of her soft palms warmly clasping his long and tormentingly
thickened cock once more. "I think it is me who is going to go
crazy like a loony bird, Mrs. Ma'am! Oh, shit almighty!"
Dianne tittered in the glazed debauchery of her obscene lust,
feeling him lurch as she placed the heavy-veined thickness of his
rod up between her legs, pressing her hungrily throbbing cunt-lips
almost completely around it. She held it there with her fingers
as she began to move her hips and buttocks back and forth in a
slow, lewdly grinding motion above it.
"Ohhhhh ... hot zing! It is going to blow-up between your
legs, Mrs. Dianne!" Kye grunted out loudly, thrusting his pelvis,
upward to her rocking motions, as she continued to hold his full
throbbing penile length tightly between the hotly searing folds of
her golden-haired cunt lips.
"No! No, little lover! Not until Dianne is finished with it
this night!" she warned, again using that chastising tone. "Look!
Your cock is caught right between my pussy-lips, rubbing
beautifully up and down against my little cunt hole ...! Oh God,
it's making me so wildly hot I could scream!"
"W-We will both scream, I think! Almighty goddamn, Ma'am!
Kye is going to die and this is for certain sure!" he choked, his
young voice breaking.
"Oh, sweet little lover!" Dianne said, as if she hadn't heard
a single word of his almost desperate plea. "Now, I'm going to
fuck you good, little baby!" she added, her lust-glazed eyes
swimming in shimmering green pools of lecherous abandon at the
feel of his blood-engorged young cock-head rubbing nakedly up her
hungering vaginal mouth. And she leaned forward down over him,
flattening her full, firm breasts against his chest, and found his
lips with her own to kiss him hotly. Then groaning in his mouth,
she simultaneously plunged her voraciously throbbing cuntal
channel hard down onto his upthrusting young cock. She absorbed
it to the hilt, deep up inside the wildly seething walls of her
omniverously feasting cunt ...
Chapter 7
The moment his father had left for the tavern, Olaf had
beaten a path outside to the particular window Kye had instructed
him would be fixed for him to peek through ... and he saw that it
was! Jesus, he still couldn't believe it! The little inky
foreigner was lying through his teeth, but he had to be sure.
Anyway, just catching a glimpse of Mrs. Keller in a nightie, or
something like that would be worth the effort ... But he'd never
expected to see anything equal to the wild, fucking sight nakedly
taking place on the bed before him!
Christ! She was sucking him! Actually had his cock locked
tight in her hungrily working mouth as she knelt there between his
legs on the floor, lewdly pumping her head up and down on it.
Sonofabitch! He hadn't lied! Goddamn! He'd never seen anything
like that in his fucking life! And ... and what the hell ... they
were scrambling up onto the bed and ... he was sucking her tit ...
then, she was spreading her legs and getting right up over him!
Goddamn, but she was luscious! Her firm white tits were even
bigger than he'd imagined them, and what a beautifully curved ass
she had! Man ... that white and tanned skin ... like smooth, soft
satin! How he'd love to touch it ... run his hot hand over
those lush curves ... and the fucking way she was straddling Kye!
S-She must be a hot, hungry bitch all fight!
In jarred, lust-fired awe, the big muscular boy enviously
watched their unbelievable, nakedly twisting performance with
incredulous, bugging eyes, feeding his own hungrily building drive
mostly on the intoxicating beauty of Dianne Keller's nude body
grinding obscenely up and down over the stripped boy on the bed!
Almost immediately, his own long, thick cock burst into hardness
at her every provocative movement, the sight of her displaying her
pink, golden-haired cunt wetly above the kid's face, then him
feeling of it and finally flicking his tongue out and licking it,
nearly blowing his fucking skull! Without hesitation, he pulled
open his fly, unleashing his own heavily throbbing length of
hardened cock-flesh. Oh wow, it felt good to pump it up and down
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while he watched Captain Keller's wife getting fucked shitless by
that scrawny little Vietnamese kid. Shit, he didn't intend to
miss one second of this wild, frigging circus ...
* * *
"Unnnnnggghhhh!" Kye's voice exploded in wondrous delight,
feeling the warm clutching heat of Dianne's inner cunt walls
sucking like a hungry baby's mouth at the length of his aching
cock! His breath had burst from his lungs with the skyrocketing
sensations she had sent convulsively through him, those same
sensations immediately growing more intense as she raised and
lowered her hips and widespread buttocks in a vigorous, rhythmic
tempo of fucking. Each resounding slap the soft white moons of
her naked ass cheeks made against his lean hard flesh a sensual
ecstasy all its own!
"I-I'm raping you, little darling!" Dianne gasped in burning
salacity, her mouth inches above his as her possessively clenching
vagina slithered hotly up and down on his pleasure-bringing young
cock, her knees drawn forward on both sides of his rib cage to
snugly imprison him there, while his searing rod of hot, hard
flesh filled and massaged the viscidly seething walls of her
cuntal passage with the obscene up and down movements her wildly
rising hunger demanded. "Yesss ... Dianne's fucking you with her
cunt... raping you, baby! Is it a good little pussy ... better
than your Saigon bitches? Would I make a good whore for you to
pimp for, Kye lover?" She lewdly hissed, her brain whirling in a
delicious vortex of lust to which she was abandonly giving herself
with total unrestraint.
"Oh, sweet goddamn!" Kye choked out in his own erotic delight
as she wildly ground her smoothly curved hips and widespread
buttocks up and down on his raging spear of throbbing young cock-
flesh in an ever-increasing frenzy! His young mind reeled blankly
with the intensity of the pyramiding pressure boiling in his
boyishly churning balls, and he said: "Y-You would make the best
whore in all Asia ... I swear it is so! Mr. Ace would pay ten
thousand American bucks for you ...!" And then, he remembered ...
knew that he had said something he should not have ... but she
hardly seemed to notice ... she was so crazy and yum-yummed up
with all he had put in her liquor bottles.
She sat back upright then, but never slowing down the
plunging absorption of her greedily sucking cunt, her long blonde
hair disheveled and flailing around her soft, white shoulders, the
sight of her supple nipple-hardened breasts roundly jouncing and
swaying before him enough, he swore ... to melt his back bone!
His cock was on fire ... even more-so now the way she was fucking
it up into the hotly steaming little hole between her thighs
almost to her belly!
Kye raised his head to better see, and realizing this, Dianne
reached down between her legs with both small hands to spread the
fleshy, curl-fringed cunt lips open for him so that he could watch
his glistening young cock vanishing wetly up into it. She gasped:
"Can you see it all now, little lover ...?" Then, a more
salacious idea struck her and she exclaimed: "Wait, darling! Let
me turn around on top of you! You can watch yourself fucking me
much better from behind ...!"
"Almighty shit!" the gaping teenager exclaimed in his smutty
street jargon, certain that she would make the greatest whore the
world had ever known! He watched her twist about over his
genitals, spreading her long shapely legs wide as she again
straddled him, then reaching back with both small hands she pulled
at her ass cheeks, spreading them apart for him so that lie could
see not only the complete and crazy-exciting delight of her
moistened pink cunt with its flushed, curl lined lips, but the
tiny puckered little circle of her asshole centering in the smooth
white crevice no more than an inch above it!
It was not a sight the likes of which he had never seen
before, but it was one unequaled in its fiercely erotic beauty,
just as were her beautiful face and smoothly rounded curves to the
fourteen year old Kye! And the way she was so shamelessly
exposing it all for him provoked fire-filled sensations to lip
almost torturously through his teenaged groin, his balls aching to
get back at her! She twisted her head around to smile wickedly
back at him.
"How does it look to you spread open from behind, sweet
lover?" she actually taunted, waggling her buttocks around in
lurid little movements before reaching down between her open
thighs to grasp his still heavily hardened young cock once more.
While he watched with openly bulging eyes, she pressed the smooth,
bulbous head into tile eagerly nibbling lips of her vaginal mouth.
"Unnnnngghh ... almighty goddamn!" Kye blurted as she ground
her insatiable loins downward to meet his reflexive upthrust, her
omniverous cuntal throat swallowing the full length of his
surging, hardness up into its hungry sanctuary, his cum-inflated
bails smacking hard against its wetly pouting lips. "I think you
are going to kill poor Kye, Mrs. Dianne ...!"
"Aaaahhh ... you sweet little lover!" the lust-crazed wife
mindlessly whimpered in her wildly rising passion. God, she had
actually raped him first, she was convinced! He'd been helpless,
just as he was at that very moment .. defenselessly pleading with
her now! She could feel his boyish hips strenuously lifting and
falling, driving his feverish hard cock with eager thrusts up into
her ravenously devouring vagina ... but it was not enough!
"Oh God! Fuck it hard, darling!" she obscenely gasped.
"Harder! Ram it up into me! Ooohhh ...!"
Suddenly, she was spreading her knees as wide as possible and
raising her head and shoulders on extended arms and hands, until
her naked back was hollowed inward like a ski-slope, her lewdly
exposed loins and widespread buttocks lowered down on top of him
until his cock was bent achingly forward in its penetration!
"Ohhh!" she wildly moaned. "T-Take your hands and spread
open my ass cheeks as you fuck into me, lover! Y-yessss ... that
way! Oooohhh Godddddd! Fuck it harder, Kye ... harder!"
Harder?" It was almighty goddamned impossible, he
frantically panted! He was battering the crazy hell out of her
steaming tiger-mouthed cunt, until his poor, beaten little penis
was screaming and his raging balls about to rupture! Shit, even
her ass hole was throbbing open, its tiny puckered lips working
like a baby's pinkly sucking mouth! Now, she had twisted around
to see him gaping with raised head, her green eyes like a pair of
flashing emeralds he had once seen in a temple idol's head.
"Go ahead, baby! I know what you're thinking. Do it!"
Dianne lustfully gasped. "Shove your finger right up me from
behind while you fuck my pussy! Dianne wants you to finger fuck
her asshole ...!"
Sweet mother fuck! Never in his whole life on the streets
had he known anything like this! She was too much for him ... for
anyone! Probably that is why Captain Mark went to the war ... it
was a quicker way to die! Almighty goddamn, Sergeant would have
to help work the yum-yum out of her like he did in the shows with
Mr. Ace's girls! It was no use. He could not do it alone ... but
first ...! He gaped at his hurtfully numbing cock pushing and
pulling at the hair-lined lips of the wetly glistening cunt up
between her obscenely straddling thighs, the tiny coral petals of
its inner lips clasping eagerly around his rigidly glistening
organ.
He still cupped the smoothly rounded ovals of her ass cheeks,
spreading them wide apart with the outward pressure of his thumbs
and rolling their lush softness upward as if they were on ball-
beatings, the pull tugging at her vaginal mouth and drawing her
whole cuntal area back toward him in lewd exposure! Excitedly,
then, he moved his finger toward the tiny circle of soft spongy
flesh that he could make pop partially open when he spread her
buttocks wide! He ran his middle finger up and down the length of
her ass crevice, collecting moisture from where he fucked into
her! Then, pressing his fingertip against it, he watched in
lustful fascination as it wormed slowly into the tightly resisting
little hole, feeling immediately the smooth rubbery walls of her
anal channel clutching greedily at his invading finger! Abruptly,
then, she whimpered and a sense of sadistic dominance raced
through him! He didn't stop ... instead, he pressured the worming
digit all the way to the palm of his hand up inside her hot,
voluptuous ass hole!
"Aaauugghhh ...! Ooohhh ... y-yessss, little lover!" he
heard her gasp and watched her nakedly churning buttocks moving
wildly back and forth on his embedded finger and painfully
throbbing cock! "D-Don't you move, darling ... just hold him
there and let Dianne fuck back against both of them ... Oooohhh
... yeessssss ...
* * *
Olaf had watched it all, partially mesmerized and partially
ready to blow his mind as he continually stroked his long, thick
cock with tightly clutching hand, gaping through the window from
his voyeur's vantage point. As incredible as it seemed, it was
all happening right before his eyes and he knew it! Jesus Christ,
what she hadn't done with that little fink wouldn't be worth
mentioning! They'd sucked and licked each other ... he'd played
with her luscious tits ... and then she'd begun to fuck him! But
it was the goddamned obscene ways she was fucking him that was
driving him ape!
With open mouth and lust-charged loins, Olaf Jensen
vigorously fisted his cock while he watched the naked lewd antics
of the curvaceous Mrs. Keller fucking the little Asian bastard in
the most erotically lewd ways imaginable! Like some eagerly
clutching little mouth, her ass hole gripped at his middle finger,
while her wet, pink cunt-opening simultaneously devoured the full
length of his cock right up inside her voluptuously working little
belly!
Olaf could only stare, as her deliciously spread ass cheeks
and blonde hair-fringed loins plunged down and backward onto Kye's
heavily swollen young cock, and stiffened finger, making the
overgrown teenager wonder what she'd do if it was his long, husky
cock and thick finger she suddenly found her hot little fuck holes
filled with!
Goddamn, he didn't care anymore even if they saw him! What
could either one of them say ... especially Captain Mark Keller's
cock-happy wife? Yeah ... the bitch ... if he used his head ...
but he couldn't let the old man get wise! Christ, he'd kill him
for sure ... but maybe, it'd be worth it! Shit, why not? He'd
fuck her silly ... make her suck him and cum in her mouth, too ...
and that little foreign bastard could stand right there and watch
them doing it together ...! Man ... man ... his balls were
painfully churning.
"Oh ... oh, God, Kye lover ... I ... I think I'm going to cum
... very soon!" Diane groaned with a rush of sensually gasping
breath. "C-Can you, darling? Are you ready to cum up in me, my
sweet pet ...?"
Was he ready to cum? Almighty goddamn! A hundred times he
had nearly splintered apart from head to toe! And each time she
had done something different to him like no girl he had ever
known, the unbelievable sight of her naked curved beauty caught up
in some new wildly erotic position reacting like a spigot inside
his raging loins, shockingly bottling up his crazy, boiling jism
with the overwhelming unbelievableness of it! Now, if it were
possible, he was almost wild assed afraid to cum because he knew
his brains and all inside his young body had liquefied into
scalding sperms and was going to squirt out his raging hard cock
like a wide opened fire hose!
But he was extremely happy too, for he had not had to use
Sergeant, but had, after all, proudly done it himself! He
grinned, staring at her looking back at him with beautiful, lust-
slackened face and the glazed, yum-yummed eyes of the most
wonderful sex-doll in the world! He glutted himself now on the
way she was thrusting her magnificently clinging rectal mouth and
hungry, wet pussy back onto his finger and fiercely throbbing
cock!
"Yes ... yes ... holy shit, yes, Mrs. Dianne ... Kye is ready
to go crazy happy ... even if he dies doing it!"
He plunged his finger deeply up into the hot, clasping sheath
of her desperately working rectum, rotating and circling around in
its tight rubbery walls in tiny teasing massaging motions, at the
same time thrusting his burning hard cock up to the very depths of
his balls in her cunt, sensing the hotly triggered spheres
beginning to pulsate and burst out their hotly scalding sperm deep
up into her open belly.
"Oooouuggghh ...!" Dianne cried out in an ecstatic wail of
blissful joy, their naked bodies writhing in a wild, uncontrolled
series of obscene spasms, the result of their bursting orgasms
foaming back and down out of Dianne's ravenously milking vagina in
a white, creamy torrent which flooded hotly over the teenager's
cock and balls. For a long while they continued to batter against
each other in wildly resounding lust ...!
Chapter 8
The effects of the drug which Dianne Keller had unknowingly
taken into her body through the Bacardi in her Cuba Libres were
still heating the sensually stimulated girl for many hours into
the night, long after she had left an exhausted and sleeping Kye
to go into her own room. The incessant arousal smoldering in her
belly and down between her legs drove Dianne to fingering herself
into a series of wild climaxes in the darkness, the last one aided
by the handle of her hair brush. With her long legs nakedly drawn
up and back until her knees were touching her shoulders, her still
swollen breasts flowing over her chest beneath them, she obscenely
plunged the brush handle with a wild fucking motion in and out of
the hungrily grasping hole in her hungrily upraised loins, while
with the other she stroked and caressed the flaming little bud of
her erectly palpitatingly clitoris in an insane effort to put out
the lustful, unceasing fire incredulously tormenting her. At
last, near exhaustion herself, yet still filled with maddening
desire, she had been tempted to quietly steal into Kye's room and
coax Sergeant to follow her back to her own bed, the lascivious
thought of his long, thick animal-hardness battering into her
seething pussy wantonly irresistible ... But instead, she
realized upon awakening, that she had mercifully lost
consciousness.
It was almost noon the following day when she opened her eyes
to a smiling Kye who was gently jostling her by the arm. For a
long moment, it hardly occurred to the sleep-benumbed Dianne that
she lay uncovered on her bed and stark naked. When she did
discover the fact, she bolted upright with a start, drawing her
thighs up tightly together as she crossed her arms over her lush
breasts to feebly shield them from his young, ogling eyes.
"Kye! What're you doing in here ...?" she embarrassedly
snapped, sensing the flush to her cheeks as she gaped at him.
"It is the telephone, Mrs. Dianne! Captain Mark is waiting
to speak to you! I knocked but you do not hear me, so I have to
come in ...!"
"Mark is on the phone, now?" Dianne interrupted the
explaining teenager who was still avidly smiling at her.
"Yes, very much waiting for you, Mrs. Dianne!" he said,
quickly scooping up her green silk gown from where she had tossed
it over the chair and handing it to her. "Here, I will look the
other way if you want!"
Dianne's memory bank overflowed then, filling her with a wave
of scarlet-cheeked confusion, the full impact of shame yet to
come. She swung from the bed, slipping the robe around her while
he stood with his lean back to her, and then she, too, had to
smile when she saw that he was grinningly watching her in the
vanity mirror.
"Oh, you lusty young devil!" she reprimanded, but gently
enough, the ridiculousness of her sudden modesty at this point
absurd even to her. "You and I are going to have a very long talk
the moment I hang up that telephone. So don't go away ...!"
With that, Dianne hustled to the phone, desperately trying to
clear and prepare her mind ... "H-Hello ... Mark darling ...?"
"Yeah, where were you, honey, in the bathtub?"
"Yes ... yes, I was showering," she managed to lie with a
light-hearted tone. After all, it was crowding twelve o'clock
noon. "Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"That's okay. I just wish I'd been there to watch that sexy
little event," he said.
"M-Me too, darling."
"Well, it won't be much longer, baby ... but listen, Kye and
Sergeant have to appear before a special hearing up here at the
Base tomorrow morning. They will have to fly up this afternoon.
Can you make the arrangements and take them to the airport?"
"Why ... certainly, darting," Dianne replied, a feeling of
apprehension tightening in her belly. "I-Is there anything wrong,
Mark? I mean ... how does it look for them?"
"God, hon, I really can't say," he answered, his voice
straining for an uplifting tone, she thought. "I'm trying to pull
all the strings I can. How're they doing, anyway? Are you all
getting along together?"
"Y-yes ... yes, of course! W-We're doing fine, dear," Dianne
finally got out, guiltily wondering if that might not be the
greatest understatement she had ever made to him. Oh God! "But
... but ... Mark, they just can't send them back ... can they?"
"Damn, baby, I wish I could say no, they can't ... but the
fact is that they can ...
"And you believe they will!"
"I didn't say that, Dianne," he hastened to correct, "but ...
well, just don't get your heart set on them staying ... It'll be
easier to take that way ..."
"Oh Mark ... just the thought makes me ill!" Dianne choked,
the mixture of emotions tearing at her inside enough to make her
burst out in a torrent of tears. "God, I've come to love them
both so much, darling! They just can't send them back there! It
would be inhuman ...!"
"Dianne, for Christ's sake, get hold of yourself, honey!" his
voice came sharply commanding over the wire to her. "I know how
you feel, but you hardly know them. Kye is just one of millions
of boys who have been bred and suffered in their crazy war, except
that he's lived like a prince in comparison to some! Look, as
much as we both want to help him, yeah, and the dog, too, we're
going to have to go by the decision of the authorities! Now, the
best we can do is hope, and I swear, baby, I'm doing everything I
can for them!"
"Oh, I know you are, Mark darling. I-I'm sorry ... I'm over
emotional this morning, I guess ..." the young, strung-out wife
apologized, running fingers absently through her long blonde
tresses while she stared unseeingly with the tears that had welled
up into her eyes.
"I understand, doll. Believe me, I do ... "
But he didn't, she knew. There was no way he could
understand, for even she couldn't analyze the almost frantic love
and possessiveness for both the boy and his dog which had taken
such a lecherous hold of her! It was not only warped and wanton,
it was as addictive as the most depraved drug habit, and though
only moments before she had been prepared to admonish her young
lover that neither of them could ever let, nor expect such lewd
sexual acts to happen between them again, now she was desperately
frightened that they wouldn't ...!
"Dianne ... Dianne ...? Are you still on ...?"
"Y-Yes, yes, Mark, I'm here ... I-I was thinking what would
be the best thing to do ..."
"Well, after you hang-up, call the airport and find out when
they can catch a flight up here," he said, detailing her necessary
moves. "Try to get something into Riverside and not L.A. ...
Then, you'll have to call me back and let me know their arrival
time. That's all, outside of taking them to the airport ... and
keeping that cute little chin of yours up the way I remember it.
Now, how about it, baby, can you handle it?"
"Yes, of course, I can, darling," she managed, firming her
voice for him. "I'll take care of everything on this end. And
you, Mark ...? When am I going to have you for good ...?"
"Just a few days, angel. Hang tight a little longer if you
can. Can I count on you?"
"Y-You bet, lover!"
"Okay ... okay ... then, let's leave it right there! I'll
wait for your call back ... and here's the number ...
* * *
At three-thirty that afternoon, it was a weepy, lonesome
Dianne who returned to their ground-floor apartment with a
sensation of emptiness she could only compare to walking into her
grandfather's home an hour after they had buried that loveable
man. Never had she felt such an emotion of loss as she had on
that day, for her Grandpa had been very dear to her. But she knew
it again now, and there was no Grandma, aunts, uncles and other
relatives to help share and minimize it. The morose feeling was
one she had to endure alone.
The young wife made herself a Cuba Libre, feeling as if she
were rattling around in the empty apartment as she walked into the
living room and slumped down into Mark's favorite chair. Her
mind, as it had ever since she'd left the airport after seeing
them off with kisses and hugs, continued to function along the
same fines. It reviewed in intimate detail all she could remember
of her lewd acts with Kye, though much of it seemed fogged, and
even as she knew remorseful shame time and again, the pain of
Kye's and Sergeant's loss by far outweighed it.
She would never see either of them again, she felt certain.
Their brief passing through her life had been a meaningful
phenomenon, perhaps meant to make or break her! And she lingered
on that teeter-board, didn't she? Shame continued to spiral
through her like wafts of choking smoke, but she could cough it
away, and when it was gone there were all the breaths of sensual
excitement that Asiatic street-boy had raised, then erotically
satisfied within her!
Oh, the little, lovable devil! With his whores and Joes ...
and his Mr. Ace! Who was he? Mr. Ace! That absurd alias, or was
it a title of sorts ...? She tried to think of when they had
talked about such an individual and couldn't. Yet, the name had
registered with her! Mr. Ace... He would pay ten-thousand
American bucks for you ...!
Dianne shook her head and drank heavily from her glass. So
much had happened so quickly between them ... and Sergeant ...!
God, she thought, her half-morbid, half-invigorated mind racing
back and forth between the somber and the sensual, the ultimate
realization finally fixing itself that Mark Keller would very,
very soon again be her whole overwhelming world!
C-Could they find it together? Now, so much had happened
during their separation! She loved him! There wasn't the
slightest doubt in her mind about that ... but ... but love was
many things, wasn't it? Could he ... would he love her as that
fourteen year old boy had done, like an innocently smiling little
slave, firing her so that she could do the same to him? God, she
had never realized the importance of such love-making, where each
subjects one's self to the other's passionate delights!
Dianne drained her glass enroute to the kitchen to make
another, contemplating changing the mini-dress she had worn to the
airport for shorts and halter. The tingling feel of the cool
liquid spilling down her throat pleased her, and on the second,
she drank half of it right then and there. Damn, she needed an
uplift of some sort, and it was nicely doing the job.
Suddenly, she was very confident that Mark would manage
something. He loved them both as much as did she, and even before
...! Yes, he would ... her darling, Mark, and then ... then, she
would have all of them around her!
Goddddd!
The bell at the front entrance rang before she had retraced
her steps into the living room. Setting her glass down, Dianne
walked to the door, tugging it open, annoyed at having her private
world interrupted. She had expected an unknown face, a salesman
of some nature, but instead she looked into that of the young
neighbor boy, Olaf.
"Oh ... Olaf... what ... can ... can I do something for you?"
* * *
Knute Jensen was anything but a gentle person, and aware of
it, the massive, bewhiskered man took certain pride in the fact.
His own father, a brute who had believed in the wisdom of the
horsewhip as well as the evils of education, had been his cruel
teacher. He'd hated his father with a passion, and the day he had
found him dead in the barn from a heart attack, he had taken the
old man's bottle of whiskey from its hiding place and sat down
beside the dead body to laugh and drink himself drunk.
As near as possible, he had raised Olaf under the same rules
of tyranny, except that the law, as well as his wife while she
lived, had demanded the boy attend school until he was sixteen.
Knute had realized the waste of this, but a poor man couldn't
fight the law and a wise man never argued with a bitch-woman. He
was only sorry that she had died before their overgrown offspring
had been arrested for using and selling marijuana. Christ, how he
would've gloated and taunted her with that. As it was, his only
satisfaction came in the knowing that he had been right, and his
continual punishment of the son whom the court had seen fit to
release to him on probation until the boy was twenty-one.
Naturally, Knute had snatched the big oaf out of school
immediately and put him to work around the building where he
himself had been caretaker for five years. Now with his bitch-
wife dead and cold in the ground and the boy to do the work, the
fat, barrel-chested father was enjoying his version of the fruits
of life for the first time in his half-century of living, drinking
his daily fill of booze and wenching with the tavern sluts to his
lusty heart's content.
But the goddamned kid was not only lazy, he was sneaky and
undependable, traits he'd inherited from his mother. It was
necessary that Knute have one eye on him all the while if they
were to keep the work up around the building, which was exactly
what the grey-haired, bearded man was doing at the moment, only to
see his muscular, blond-haired son standing at the open doorway of
the Keller apartment talking to the Captain's sweet-assed young
wife.
Just what in hell was he up to, anyway? Knute had seen her
drive off with the foreign kid and his dog, then come back alone,
deciding that it couldn't be him Olaf was looking for. Anyway,
there was no goddamned time for him to fuck-off with that scrawny
little shit! If he didn't have enough to keep him busy, Knute
could damn sure find more ... But sonofabitch ... she was letting
the stupid lunkhead in ... stepping aside and ... sure as hell,
Olaf was going in and closing the door behind him!
J-Just what in hell was going on, anyway, the powerful man
wondered as he swilled from his can of beer, his red-rimmed eyes
fixed on the closed door. Hmmmmmm ... maybe she's having trouble
with that drain again ... or the leaky faucet in the bathroom ...?
Whatever, he'd just stand right there and watch for a few minutes
... and that fat-headed kid better not be too damned long at it
either ...
* * *
"I-I couldn't imagine who it might be," Dianne said with a
questioning little smile. "Y-You know, of course, that I had to
take Kye and Sergeant to the airport. They have to be up at March
Air Force Base tomorrow morning ... "
"Yeah, I saw you leave ... then come back," the big boy said,
shifting his solid weight almost nervously from one foot to the
other. His small blue eyes moved wetly over her in a sweeping
glance, causing an uneasy feeling to flutter through the blonde
young wife. "I-I been waiting to talk to you about something ...
something important, Mrs. Keller ..."
"Oh ...?" Dianne followed with surprise.
"Well ... what is it, Olaf?"
"I-It's going to take a few minutes to explain, Ma'am, and
... and if my Paw sees me standing here ... well ..." he said,
hoping she would take the hint.
For a hesitant moment, Dianne stood silently surveying the
older boy, well aware of the strict treatment his father subjected
him to, and why. She'd never had much contact with the big blond
youth, actually having little reason to, and she wondered if maybe
it was not his size that made her feel uneasy around him.
However, she knew about his scrape with the law and felt that his
father was unnecessarily punishing him, especially after the court
had been lenient enough to let him free on probation ... besides,
he had befriended Kye, and that had found a soft spot with her ...
"C-Come in dear," she finally invited, stepping to oneside
and holding the door for him, subconsciously fingering the low-cut
front of her revealing summer mini. She closed the door and
followed, pointing toward a chair. "Sit down, Olaf," she offered,
easing down onto the arm of another and carefully angling her long
legs into an inconspicuous position. "Now ... what is it you want
to talk to me about?"
Olaf dropped onto the davenport and edgily rubbed the palms
of his big hands against his thighs. He stared at her, his thick
tongue licking out to moisten his worm-like lips. "I-I guess I
might as well come right out with it, eh ...?"
Dianne continued to study him, noting the trace of a half-
smile tugging suggestively at his mouth, a feeling of tightness
beginning to gnaw at the base of her belly. It was the way he had
said it, plus the dull gleam in his blue eyes which she had not
noticed before that made his grinning expression one of luridness
to her, causing sudden little chills to apprehensively race up her
back.
"J-Just what are you trying to say, Olaf?" she managed, the
strain in her voice apparent.
The heavy-set, blond headed boy leaned forward in his sitting
position, once more licking at his thick lips, then said: "I saw
it all last night, Mrs. Keller ... between you and Kye on his bed,
I mean... you sucking him and he licking your cunt... then, the
way you got on top and fucked him ... like maybe you weren't ever
going to get enough! Yeah ... I watched it all, Ma'am ... and I
thought it'd be nice if you did the same thing to me, eh ...?"
Dianne sensed the blood drain from her face as the impact of
his horrifying statement struck her like a severe blow-to the
solar plexus. For a moment, she thought she might faint ...
almost wishing she could! Awe-stricken, she gaped at him, unable
to think, move, or speak! She was petrified!
"Hope I haven't upset you, Mrs. Keller," he went on, the lewd
grin distorting his oafish face glaring meaningfully at her. "I
mean, you don't have to worry about me telling anyone ... like
your husband, or the fuzz, eh? That is ... as long's you're nice
to me ... Maybe, a good suck job, then a fuck would do ... for
this time."
"Ooohhh ... my God ...!" Dianne moaned, the full meaning of
his intentions shockingly registering in her mind, his filthily
spewed four-letter words tormentively bouncing against the walls
of her skull! In seconds, rage followed, fuming and born out of
growing desperation at his brazenly vile attempt to blackmail her!
"Y-You better get out of here, Olaf Jensen ... and right this
minute before I call your father!" Dianne heard her own unsteady
voice breakingly threaten. "I mean it! Get out this minute ...!"
"Oh shit, lady!" the broad-shouldered youth vulgarly spat
with a snigger. "Now just what the hell good would that do you?
I've got you cold and you know it! Last night you and that Asian
fink went the whole suck-fuck route, and how do you know that
maybe I didn't take a few pictures of your little party? But
whether I did or didn't, you're sure going to have one hell of an
explaining job if I let the word out. And don't think for a
goddamned minute that the fuzz couldn't make that little scrawny
shit spill all he knows! Anyway ... why take the gamble, Mrs. K?
All you have to do is just lead the way into the bedroom and strip
down ... the rest I'll take care of itself ... once you get an
eyeful of a man-sized cock!"
From grobert@soho.ios.com Thu Feb 13 09:20:42 1997
No, she wasn't going to faint, nor was it as simple as a
nightmare she could awaken from! But worse, were the incredible,
tiny sensations of ridiculous excitement his obscene demands and
use of lewd terms were stirring up inside her! Good God! What
insane thing had suddenly happened to her chemistry that she could
be sensually aroused by the likes of this overgrown young monster
who intended to actually force her into having sex with him? She
must be losing her mind for certain! I-It just couldn't be the
drinks ... could it? She'd had only two ... but ...
Abruptly, Olaf got to his feet, his move frightening Dianne
onto her own. She retreated a step with a sharp intake of breath,
not trying to hide her open fear. He was still half-grinning, his
small, teenaged eyes beady with growing excitement.
"D-Don't touch me, Olaf! Don't, Dianne hissed, her green
eyes saucered as she took another step backwards, then dropped
them to the swollen bulge in the front of his faded jeans. The
obvious outline of his thickly lengthening penis was like an
irresistible lodestone to them. "Oh God ... God! Stay away from
me! Y-You horrible young boy, you ...!"
"And you're a cock-sucking cunt!" he spat bitterly, reaching
out to catch her by the wrist and jerk her tightly against him,
his powerful teenaged arms wrapping around her. "So, I'm a
horrible young boy, am I? Well, you don't know the half of it,
you child molesting bitch!" he hoarsely added, smothering his
young wormish-lips down onto her soft, ripe ones, his meaty hand
suddenly twisting into her long, blonde hair from behind.
Dianne reactively struggled against the overwhelming might of
him, both revulsed and sensuaIIy stimulated by the wet, tongue-
ramming feel of his half-opened mouth covering hers, and the
pungent odor of masculine perspiration acridly filling her head!
He held her then with one vise-like arm around her hour-glass
waist, his huge hand ensnarled in her hair to force her head back
and her face up to him. With the other, he plunged it brutally
inside the front of her low-cut mini with a little ripping sound,
until he was harshly clutching the naked, yielding flesh of one
sensitive breast inside her wispy bra! She whimpered against his
brutal, slobbering mouth and tongue as he began to animalishly
maul the resilient, tender mound, kneading and gouging its
defenselessly giving whiteness, finally pinching its tiny nipple
into unwanted hardness with an almost savage ignorance.
"Oh God ... please, Olaf?" she pleaded, twisting her mouth
free. "You're hurting it! Don't ... ohhhhhh, please, Olaf ...?"
"Please, my ass!" the big teenager leered back at her. "You
weren't begging Kye off you last night, lady, and it ain't going
to do you any good to try it on me! You're going to put out, damn
you ... even if I have to rape you!"
"That's exactly what you'll be doing ... raping me!" Dianne
gasped, trying to wedge her hands between them and against his
deep young chest. "And you know what they'll do to you for that?
There won't be any probation like you're on now ...!"
"Don't try to hand me that crap, Mrs. Keller!" Olaf snarled
down into her paled, emotion-filled face. "You aren't going to
take the chance of turning me in and we both know that. How would
you ever explain Kye to your husband, saying nothing of the cops?
Now, come on ... it's going to be nicer for both of us if you
cooperate ... but either way, it's going to happen, Mrs. Keller
... you're going to suck my cock and balls dry!"
The horrible truth of his words washed through Dianne's brain
like a raging, resistance-crushing tidal wave! She was totally
helpless against his compromising advances and she knew it as well
as did he! There was absolutely nothing she could do but submit
to whatever he demanded of her, the shocking realization inciting
an unbelievable feeling of subjugation within her, a tell tale,
masochistic groan raising in her slender white throat.
Oh dear God!
His hot breath rasped down into her face. He continued to
hold her tightly against him, his hand cruelly wound in her, hair,
the other gentling as it kneaded and explored her now completely
exposed breasts from his tearing of the front of her dress and
bra. He mashed his thick young lips down onto her lush,
unresisting ones again, spearing his long, hot tongue wetly into
her mouth to lewdly lash at her own. Her mind continued to swirl
with the incredulity of the situation and the baffling thrills of
sensuality his lustful young manhandling of her were shamefully
filing in her tense, soft belly and rapidly moistening loins. He
hauled her tighter to him then, grinding his solid, masculine
pelvis against the supple give of her yielding little belly and
she felt it ... the long, thick hardness of his swollen teenaged
penis through the material of their clothing, its unmistakable
throbbing presence quickly wiping all else from her unknowingly
drugged brain!
A wild sensation of unsolicited arousal charged through
Dianne at the feel of its startling hugeness pressuring into the
resilience of her excited, round belly. Tiny quivers of mounting
desire swept uncontrollably upward along the smooth hollow of her
back, a second little masochistic moan escaping her as she slipped
her arms around his neck, mindlessly forcing her revering loins
tighter to him! God, was he just a boy? She could barely
conceive of that any longer with the hot, promising feel of his
lengthy rod of thick hardness pulsating against her trembling
belly which was now straining smotheringly to it!
God forgive her ... but it was happening to her again, just
as it had the night before with Kye ... the blind desertion of all
control at the mere feel of his young, throbbing cock! But this
made even less sense to her than her reaction to Kye! There had
been a strong feeling, a possessive love for that enchanting,
young darling, while this one who was more of a man than a boy she
wanted to loathe for forcing her to submit ... yet she couldn't
help herself! The same insane and lecherous sensations had
already reared into being within her feverishly smoldering loins,
plus the weird masochistic thrill which was causing her to strain
shamefully against him, her breathing shortening in its panting
gasps!
Olaf sensed the collapse of her weak resistance, a surge of
young, wild lust rocketing through him. Hell, it'd been a lot
easier than lied expected! She'd just seemed to come unglued the
moment he'd ground his hard cock into the hot softness of that
rounded little belly of hers! Christ, it was enough to drive him
bonkers, but there wasn't any doubt about it the way she was
fuming on! She was actually kissing him back now, and sucking his
tongue, her sexy, fucking hips and that quivering belly rubbing in
little circles against his ever-stiffening cock! Goddamn, her
beautiful big tits were burning right into the palms of his hands!
He'd had a few girls before, but none of them had tits as luscious
as hers!
He jerked his head upright and spoke while he continued to
fondle and massage her warm, passion-swelling breasts. "W-Where
we going to do it, Mrs. Keller?"
Dianne stared up into the lust-filled, small eyes of his
young, excited face, her breathing coming in roused, heaving
breast movements. His powerful teenaged loins with the
enthralling long thickness of his hardened penis remained
burningly pressured against the trembling resilience of her
straining belly, and she felt the first sensuous seepage of warm
vaginal moisture oozing from between her fleshy pussy-lips to
dampen the thin strip of sheer nylon snugged against them between
her tingling thighs. No longer did she feel any urge to resist
him; that only meant denial for herself, and she had already
reached far beyond that point! She had to see it ... hold it in
her hand ... suck it into her mouth just as she had for Kye!
"N-Not here," the impassioned young housewife whispered
huskily. She took his hand and he let free of her. "Come on ...
into my bedroom ... If we're going to do it, let's ... let's both
get naked so we can do it right ...
Chapter 9
Olaf could hardly wait to see her stripped naked again with
that terrific voluptuous body of hers, only this time it would be
just for him, the remembered sight of her lushly rounded curves
just about to orbit him! Christ, he'd never had such a case of
hot nuts in his life!
"All right ... let's not waste time, darling," Dianne hotly
whispered, turning to face him in the center of the bedroom, the
rippling, rounded mounds of her full white breasts still
erotically exposed through her tom dress and bra, their tiny pink
nipples raised into marble-like hardness. "Well ...?" she
pressed, moving closer to begin tugging up his T-shirt, her sultry
green eyes sparkling with a gleam he had noticed for the first
time.
The husky teenager hadn't realized that he was hesitating ...
but he was, the wild expression in those sexy eyes of hers
temporarily sapping the boldness from him, making him remember
that she was a woman ... an adult woman, not some scared shitless
school girl like the few he had managed to seduce! Goddamn ...
supposing he wasn't man enough for her after all? Or maybe he'd
shoot his load right off like a baby-assed kid! Christ, wouldn't
she have the laugh on him though, after all his big friggin' talk
...?
"Well, Olaf ...? What's wrong, darling?" Dianne urged,
catching the flash of apprehension that passed over his face.
God, she couldn't let him get cold feet now! And he was ... he
was! Ooooohhhh ...! She stepped back and with a minimum effort
stripped away her damaged dress and ruined little bra to stand in
front of Mm wearing only her tiny black bikini panties. She
watched his lower jaw grow slack as she provocatively wriggled
them down over the smooth, flared arch of her hips and full tanned
thighs, lifting each long leg in turn to step out of them. "There
... now don't tell me the boy with the big hard cock isn't brave
enough to take what he came for?" she lewdly derided, spreading
those long shapely legs slightly apart as she placed her hands on
the rounded curves of her smooth, white hips and lustfully smiled
at him.
"Christ!" he swore half under his breath, the sound of the
weird change coming suddenly over and the word cock tumbling from
her moistly ripened lips firing him almost as much as the revealed
sight of her curvaceous, naked beauty. She was goading him,
trying to make fun of him and he knew it. He felt the
perspiration beading out on his forehead as he let his eyes rake
lustfully over her mind-bending delights from head to toe and back
again ... from the golden triangle of curls between her rounded,
full thighs, sparsely covering the thin crevice of glistening pink
flesh separating her pouting cunt-lips, to the firm white mounds
of her hardened-nippled tits he had already made a hand-shaking
acquaintance with!
He felt his breathing laboriously increasing in his cotton-
dry throat, his long length of hardened cock-flesh adding a
hurtful spasm in its confinement to his wildly building, sensual
appetite. The bitch! He'd show her! Tease him, would she? Okay
... but nothing was going to go wrong with this deal! He'd show
her the difference between a finky kid-cock and something man-
sized! Yeah, and she was going to suck it all the way, too, until
he shot his goddamned load right into her pretty, taunting mouth
...!
Dianne intended to torment him further if necessary, but
suddenly he was pulling and ripping at his clothes, his oafish
face abruptly assuming an animal-like expression of almost
frightening lust. She backed away toward the bed, having second
thoughts concerning her wisdom in needling him. But there was
hardly time for that now, for in seconds he had stripped naked and
immediately she was too taken up with the long, rigid thickness of
hardened penile-flesh poling out from his young, hairy loins! She
gasped at the unexpected bigness of it, her eyes sweeping down to
the heavy, sperm-bloating sac of his teenage balls hanging
virilely between his powerful legs ... and then he was moving
toward where she had almost breathlessly dropped onto the edge of
the bed.
"Now, goddamn you! You're going to suck it!" Olaf luridly
blurted. "And you're going to suck it 'till I shoot right in your
mouth! So don't try to fight me, or I'll shove it all the way
down your fucking throat! We'll see who's afraid, you bitch!"
Fight him? Damn, she could almost cry with the insane
craving ... the maddening desire torturously burning inside her!
Fight him? Dear God, only to get at him and plunge his handsome
thick cock into her mouth! Yes, yesss! She had to suck its hot,
nectarous cum from the depths of his beautiful, sperm-laden balls
down into her own hungry throat and belly ...!
"You understand me, damn you?" Olaf snarlingly spat down at
her, grasping a handful of her long, golden hair once more for
emphasis.
"Yes, yes! I do understand, Olaf!" Dianne masochistically
whimpered from the sharp pain to her scalp, tiny sensations of
mindless lust racing fierily through her drug-incited, susceptible
young body. "Please, get onto the bed for me ..."
"When I get ready I'll get on the fucking bed, bitch!" he
coarsely sneered, his sudden sense of power over her charging
sadistic waves of new excitement through him. "I-I thought of
this all night, lady, just the way I wanted you to do it! And
there's more, too! When I watched you and Kye, I couldn't help
but wonder how your tits and ass, your hot, wet cunt would feel to
my hands ... and now I'm going to find out all of it! And you're
just going to do every single goddamned thing I say! You got that
straight?"
"Y-Yes ... yes, darling ... but please let go of my hair!
You're hurting me ...!" Diane begged, and finally he did.
He made a mean grin and straightened above where she sat,
moving in closer until his long, thick cock with its moistened,
purplish head partly visible from its uncircumcised foreskin was
nearly level with and only inches from her face. Dianne gaped at
it, its proximity making it seem huge! It was bigger than Mark's
in both length and thickness, as were his bullish, young balls!
And while she gaped at it, his hand suddenly dropped down to
lewdly grasp hold of the thick, hardened organ, then obscenely
pulled the loose outer skin back away from the glistening, spongy
glans!
"Kiss it, Mrs. Captain Keller!" Olaf commanded in a hoarse,
almost cracking voice. "Kiss it and lick your hot tongue all over
the head!"
The passion-inflamed, naked Dianne, not wanting to give away
the lustful anxiety which was almost frantically consuming her
entire wits, leaned slowly forward. She placed her pursed, warm
lips to its hot, rubbery tip and held them there before excitedly
letting her little tongue slip between them, its wiggling, wet end
stealing the pearlish drop of his youthful pungent semen oozing
from its tiny slit. Then, she wormed the very minute point of her
tongue into the baby-like opening in his cock-head, causing him to
jerk spasmodically, his powerful young frame shuddering from the
contact.
"G-Goddamn!" he cursed, thrusting his strong young loins
obscenely forward. "You hold it ... and take it in your mouth!
Suck it for awhile so I can see!"
Olaf watched in sensual fascination her small, white hand
reaching up to lewdly curl part way around his thickly swollen
hardness, feverish bursts of young, bottled-up lust slashing
through him like hot-bladed razors when he saw her lush, lip-
glossed mouth open and slip widely over the huge, mushroom-shaped
tip of his wetly throbbing cock-head! A knee-jelling quake rocked
him from head to toe as her dainty feminine tongue began to
caressingly twirl around it ... and then her other hot little hand
was weighingly cupping his tingling, heavy balls between his
spread legs, while her liquid heated mouth and soft, ovalled lips
began to work back and forth! Jumping fuck! There it was! The
luscious aristocratic-looking Mrs. Keller was sucking him ... him,
Olaf Jensen ... taking his overgrown hard cock right into her
beautiful, sexy mouth the way he'd pictured it last night and a
hundred nights before!
Dianne couldn't contain the moans of delight rising
passionately from deep inside her and humming out along the fused
veined rod of his hardened cock she was sucking deep into her
mouth toward her throat. She felt the sensuous secretions seeping
wetly from her smoldering vagina to dribble between her hot,
blood-swollen cunt-lips, saturating the bed covering beneath where
she sat. If he weren't standing between her widely-spread thighs,
she could squeeze them together and deliciously pinch the tiny bud
of her erect clitoris with those sensitive, hair-lined pussy lips
... but he was ...!
"W-Wait! Wait! Christ, that's enough of that for a minute!"
she heard his command. "Now ... lay back and hold your legs up!
I want to took at your cunt, Mrs. Keller! I'm going to open it
way up wide and look right up inside it! Hold 'em up and back ...
spread wide!"
Once again, the sensations of servile lust washed over Dianne
in a torrent of mind-destroying subjugation. She did exactly as
he ordered, drawing her shapely, naked legs back as far as she
could and spread them wide so that the flat, gold and pink plane
of her exposed loins and upswept buttocks were completely
vulnerable to his any warped whim! Unprecedented sensations of
blinding salacity raked over the tingling nerve-ends of her
nakedly displayed body as she lay obscenely sprawled open for him
in the most debauched of positions. She couldn't help but think
what a lustfully arousing sight she made for him with her long
tanned Jags so luridly drawn up and yawning openly to present to
him her feverishly moistened cunt! She could feel the cool brush
of air caressing the tiny mouth of her anus between her
lasciviously splayed buttocks!
God, whatever it was that had totally destroyed and degraded
her, she no longer wanted to know! Only these deliciously
abandoned obscenities mattered, and the ultimate pleasures they
would bring her ...!
Olaf dropped to his knees, leaning forward between her held-
back, upraised legs and full, widespread thighs. Christ! He
could see her tiny, pink asshole all puckered and inviting,
perfectly centered in the smooth, secret crevice between the
satiny moons of her taut, white buttocks. And above, maybe an
inch away, began the thin, moistened ribbon of pink inner flesh
dividing the almost kissing, curl-fringed lips of her fleecy cunt
in all its golden wonder! With hot, rasping breaths, the teenager
feasted on the glistening, tight delicacy, his large youthful
hands moving forward.
With thumbs which caused her to lurch when they touched the
hot, pouting swollenness, Olaf breathlessly parted the raggedly
clinging folds of outer flesh, his eyes simultaneously gaping at
the child-like, recessed hole of her dimpled anus, watching its
ovalled, tiny lips working like a baby's mouth beneath his teasing
cuntal exploration. Then ... he saw it ... her cunt-hole, a
viscid coating of sensuous moisture glossing the palpitating
opening as well as the delicate little petals above, which he
quickly spread apart to find her tiny, glimmering clitoris erectly
quivering!
His ignorant young brain reeled with the raciness of the
sensual sight. Fuck, he was going to blow his cookies if he
didn't do something to let off the crazy-wild pressure mounting in
his aching cock and balls soon! Should he fuck her? No! Another
time he'd do that! She had to suck him off first the way he'd
planned! Yeah ... it was time for her to swallow his cum ...
Dianne lay willingly in her obscene position, her quaking,
naked body an absolute sensual mystery to her, completely unaware
that she had reincited its maddening drugged lust with two
uplifting drinks which had added fuel to a never-quenched fire.
Her matching brain was sinking further and further into the same
hellish heat of masochistic flames this brutal boy's lustful
enslavement of her was firing ... And she never wanted it to
stop! Uncontrollably, she vaguely realized, she was reveling in
her vulnerable helplessness, and she moaned out in soul-consuming
passion at his youthful handling and fingering of her
defenselessly exposed cunt ...!
Then, abruptly, he bolted to his feet and clambered onto the
bed around her, throwing himself onto his back and spreading his
strong legs wide apart. "Come on! Get up here between my legs on
your knees and suck me off, Mrs. Keller!" he demanded, his thick,
young voice still and brittle in its authority. "Hurry up! I
want to watch you ... see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock
and your head bobbing up and down on it! Do it now, damn it ...!"
In her desire-inflamed haze, Dianne quickly got onto her
knees and crawled between his spread legs, feeling the full weight
of her hanging breasts erotically rippling and swaying with her
movements, her long tresses grazing his muscular thighs and
stomach as she positioned herself. There was no revulsion inside
her for the oral performance he was demanding of her. It was the
very wanton act she had been hungrily awaiting, and for a moment,
fearfully thought he was going to deny her! Eagerly, she stared
down at his long, ceiling-pointed thickness of towering young
cock, then clasped it between finger and thumb at the hairy base
of its broadening root. Never hesitating, she drew down its heavy
foreskin and plunged her ovalled lips over the moistened rubbery
knob of its fire-filled, swollen head, locking them in a pressured
suction just below its coronal rim while her tongue began to
excitedly lash and swirl ...
* * *
One of his TV programs had drawn Knute Jensen's attention
from the window where he had been watching for the reappearance of
his son from the Keller apartment. Almost an hour and three cans
of beer later, the huge bewhiskered man remembered, once more
beginning to angrily contemplate the boy's long absence.
Just what in hell was that stupid sonofabitch up to all this
time? No plugged up drain or leaky faucet should take this long
to repair ... besides, come to think of it ... he didn't have any
tools with him! Yeah ... there was something mighty goddamned
fishy about this ... and he intended to find out what it was!
The big man decided on using the back door where he could
pretend he'd knocked if he didn't see them through the glass in
the kitchen. The front way demanded that he use the buzzer;
besides, as building caretaker, he was expected to use the service
entrance ... which was another thing that bothered him: Olaf had
gone to her front door. Well, he'd just see what this was all
about ... and if that goddamned lunkhead was just sitting on his
ass in there, pissing away the time, there was going to be hell to
pay ...!
Through beer-blurred, red-rimmed eyes, Knute saw that the
kitchen was empty through the glass of the door, then hesitated,
giving it all second thought. Christ, did he dare just walk light
into a tenant's apartment this way? Shit ... it could cost him
his job ... but that frigging-assed goof-off of his was in there
... and for what? Maybe the door was locked anyway ...! He tried
it, quietly turning the knob ... No, it wasn't, and he let it
swing silently inward ...!
Knute let another intensely listening minute pass before he
took a wary step inside the little kitchen; the whirring sound of
the refrigerator was all that greeted his ears. He listened for
voices ... none! Shit, now that was crazier yet, because he knew
the kid was in here, had seen that blonde, sweet-assed beauty let
him in herself... unless he'd left through the back door... but
where the hell was he if he had ...?
A moan-like sound reached Knute, then, causing the huge man
to prick up his ears. Once more, he was almost positive he'd
heard another! Walking stealthily, Knute crossed the kitchen to
peer into the empty living room of the small apartment. Suddenly,
he most definitely heard a gutturalish groan ... and it was coming
from one of the bedrooms along the little hallway! He moved
toward it, peeking into the first empty one ... and finally the
second ...!
Jesus Christ!
Had he been slugged with a crowbar, Knute Jensen wouldn't
have been more stunned that he was at the sight taking place on
the bed! He'd found him, all right, both of them, and as naked as
a pair of fucking jay-birds! Sonofabitch! That luscious, sweet-
assed cunt was sucking Olaf's cock ... plunging her pretty, lush-
lipped mouth down on it like one of Maude Tawney's downtown
whores, except Maude never kept anything like this curvy bitch in
stock!
Knute didn't try to hide his presence in the open doorway,
but neither could he move or speak for a full minute, the jolt had
been that great! What at first had been a wave of shock and
growing rage was rapidly turning into unhideable, raw lust inside
the huge, bearded father, plus a never-before measure of respect
for the son he'd been certain hadn't brains enough to catch a
cold! And goddamn, here he was being sucked off by the most
delicious piece of naked woman Knute had ever laid his eyes on!
Not only that, but the kid was a real chip off the old block!
Christ, he'd had no idea that Olaf had a cock on him like that!
Knute locked his small eyes on the voluptuously naked, full
rounded moons of Mrs. Keller's gorgeous white ass staring up at
him ... her smooth, tanned thighs spread just enough for him to
clearly see the moist, pink ribbon of flesh between the pouting
lips of her blonde, hair-fringed cunt and his own heavy cock gave
a mighty lurch inside his pants.
Sonofabitch! Damned if maybe he hadn't had this kid of his
figured wrong all along ...
* * *
"Ooooooh ... shitttt!" Olaf grunted to the intensive
sensations her hot, nursing mouth had sent raging through him.
His loins jerked convulsively in an upward, heaving motion, his
small eyes riveted in desire-glazed captivation at the sight of
her moistened, ripe lips ovally absorbing his thick cock and
beginning to slide up and down the blood-engorged rod of the
rigidly aching hardness.
"Oh goddamn ... he'd fuck her, too! He'd fuck her in the ass
and cunt, just as he was in the mouth! She couldn't do a frigging
thing but let him! He could fuck her any time and any way he
wanted to ...!
And then, Olaf horrifyingly saw the huge, menacing figure of
his father filling the doorway, his little red-rimmed eyes glaring
down at them like some medieval monster out of a fairy-tale!
Oh, Christ! He was going to kill them both!
Frantically, he tried to struggle up to his elbows and at the
same time stop Mrs. Keller who was sucking his cock feverishly
like a mad woman ... but he saw his father's big hand jerk up
toward his bearded face to lay a finger across his lips in a
gestured order of silence! Olaf stared at him in fretfully
petrified wonderment, until the leer twisted his thick lips and he
began to pull at the front of his pants ...!
Shit, this was too much to pass up, Knute Jensen had
goatishly concluded almost from the moment he'd first discovered
them! He was going to have some of that delicious looking young
cunt if it was humanly possible ... and he'd fucking-well decided
that it was, after considering all the angles! Olaf had caught
and read his signal and was already laying back with a
disbelieving sigh of relief, as if he'd just been granted a
reprieve from the gallows. Goddamn, the kid was okay ... yeah,
okay, and they were going to be a hell of a lot closer from now
on! Knute couldn't help but proudly grin down at him grunting and
groaning now as the boy watched the top of the bitch's bobbing
head and began to uncontrollably rotate his teenage hips, sliding
his husky length of hard cock up in and down out of her mouth with
a lewd, wet sucking sound, his young hands suddenly winding in her
long blonde hair.
Knute saw her tiny black panties on the floor and reached
down, snatching them up, holding them to his nose. They were
sheer, sexy things, no more than a wisp of diaphanous nylon, but
the blend of perfume mixed with the tangy aroma of her excited
cuntal secretions sent wild sensations of lecherous lust charging
through his massive body. He watched her sluttish performance
while he inhaled deeply from the crotch of the tiny garment ...
watched in lewd fascination the puffing of her smooth white cheeks
as her head bobbed obscenely up and down over his son's husky
young cock like some subservient degenerate, and Olaf began to ram
the length of thick hardness upward between her ovally sucking
lips with a new excited fury.
The teenager couldn't believe it was happening, but it sure
as hell was! Instead of beating them both half to death, the old
man was going to join them! Jesus Christ, the lusty old
sonofabitch couldn't resist the mind-bending sight of her naked,
upthrust ass and blonde curled little pussy! That was it, all
right, and he was stripping, a goddamned look of admiration on his
whiskered face, the first one Olaf could ever remember seeing
there meant for him! Proudly, he grinned up at his father, his
own face broadening with every pelvic upthrust into her
receptively sucking mouth, while she moaned in ravenous, abandoned
passion between his legs!
Olaf lifted his head again and watched with lust-mounting
eyes as the young naked wife's softly nibbling lips clasped
greedily around his growing cock fucking upward into her
grotesquely contorted face. Oh what a fucking surprise she was in
for, he thought, glancing at his Pa's huge, rock-hard cock
cleaving the air when he finally kicked off his shorts and stood
naked like a mountain of hairy flesh behind her! Jesus, his old
man must have the biggest cock in the world ... and he'd lay money
it was the meanest, too! But he couldn't concentrate on that at
the moment, not with the way she was sucking him!
He watched the tensiled rim of her moistened lips clasping
around his painfully throbbing cock as though held there by some
unseen force. He gunned salaciously as he fucked her mouth with
merciless thrust, gaping at her hungrily slaving, sucking and
licking his blood-pounding rod of
prick-flesh in a frenzy of lust he could hardly believe.
She'd taken both small hands to possessively cup and squeeze
his sperm-inflated balls, and he could see the sticky, white fluid
dribbling from the corners of her widely ovalled mouth in lewd,
thinly trickling little rivulets. Stressing sensations were
churning in the very depths of him as she omnivorously pulled at
his expanding cock, the hardened sinewy length of it like a fusion
of her distorted face and his pelvis! He heaved upward with
hollowing buttocks, lifting off the bed as he drove it far up into
the wet heat of her eagerly sucking mouth and throat, until the
wiriness of his pubic hair was brushing the tip of her pretty
little nose, while his near-bursting balls danced beneath in her
hands in a bloating build-up of tormentively seething pressure
...!
Dianne was completely oblivious to all but Olaf's hardened,
thick length of cock-flesh throbbing deliciously between her
passionately nursing cheeks and tongue, the licking flames of
sensual desire raging more intensely with every passing moment
within the burning core of her drug-incited young loins. She felt
them from the feverishly heated outer lips of her blood-throbbing
pussy to the intricate depths of her wildly impassioned belly.
The hungering fluid channel of her swallowing vagina-throat pulsed
with a desirous greed of its own, while her mind could conceive
only of the moment when his intensely hardened young cock would
suddenly ejaculate, squirting its thick, virilely youthful cum
into the mouth and throat, that
single thought driving her wild with sensual anticipation ...!
Abruptly, a vague sense of reasoning flashed through her
passion-dimmed mind as she felt new and additional weight sagging
the bed behind her, and she tried to jerk her head upward to look
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back, but Olaf's hands entangled in her hair held her fast onto
his hard ramming cock!
God! What ... who ... what was happening?
"Don't get upset, Mrs. Keller!" a harsh, slurry voice came
down to her, its familiar ring not registering clearly at first.
"Just go on sucking cock and keep your lovely little ass raised
high up in the air that way! Daddy's got a present for you back
here ...!"
"That's it Pa! Go ahead, ram it to her!" Olaf exclaimed,
elated and still hardly believing his new-found camaraderie with
the man he'd grown up to hate. "She fucked and sucked that
goddamned foreign kid last night and I saw them!"
"So you decided to get a little of your own, eh boy?" Knute
questioned, putting two and two together.
"Well ... why not, if she's passing it out that cheap? Ain't
that right, Pa?" Olaf quickly answered and asked at the same time.
"Wouldn't you?"
"Ha! I'm here doing the same thing, ain't 1, boy?" his
father reminded him with a chuckle.
"Yeah ... yeah, you sure as hell are! Goddamn, Pa ... you're
okay ... okay, and that's no shit, honest!"
"You're all right too, Olaf my boy ... but
we'll talk about that later, eh?" the naked gorilla-like man said.
"Right now, kid, let's give this luscious little bitch a father-
and-son double-fuck that she won't ever forget ...!"
Dianne heard them laugh obscenely between them, even knew
that she should be feeling some of the horror of panic or
revulsion, and at the very least, shame ... but none of these
emotions remotely touched her! Only the lustfully burning
sensations which were insatiably firing her naked desire mattered!
God! They had to love her... to fuck her in every obscene way
imaginable ... squirt their scalding, white sperm into her
passionately craving body! It was the only way ... only way ...!
She had to have their pleasure-bringing hard penises plunging into
her ...!
Knute's massive cock was already pulsating in its mounting,
almost hurting need and he stared lustfully at the warm, and
voluptuous, white young body bent lewdly before him. He slid his
hands up the soft inner-sides of her thighs to the sparse, golden-
lined lips of her cunt and stared lustfully at the thin pink
separation, tracing its moistened slit with a forefinger all the
way up between the creamy moons of her buttocks to the hairless,
puckered hole of her tiny, slightly pulsating anus. Her fleshy
cunt-lips, the tiny puffy folds of flushed delight, quivered
excitedly to his touch, while the moons of her exotically rounded
ass trembled and began to rotate before him in tiny greedily
seeking little circles.
Christ! She really wanted it bad ... This was going to be
the hottest fuck he'd ever had ...
Chapter 10
Captain Mark Keller didn't dare look over at the beaming
Asian boy beside him in their plane seat, afraid that he would
start kissing him all over again. And, he could be thankful, too,
that Sergeant was below in the hold. He grinned to himself, as
pleased as was the shrewd, appreciative boy beside him who had
finally settled down enough to look out the window at the peaceful
country below them.
The handsome, young ex-Air Force officer was happy now that
he had not told his wife all of the truth when he'd called earlier
in the day. The facts were that he had been separated from the
service that very morning, and had then been informed that Major-
General Whip was arriving for an overnight stay at the base and
that an emergency hearing had been set up for Kye with the old
General setting on the panel. Mark's commanding officer had
arranged it all, emphasizing General Whip's influence with the
Immigration people. If he took to the boy, and Mark, there was no
doubt that he could pull the right strings. The surprise had come
when the General dryly insisted that the hearing be held
immediately, that he had other things scheduled besides setting on
panels having to do with the future of dogs. So less than an hour
after Kye and Sergeant had stepped off the plane in Riverside,
they had been rushed into the hearing!
Damn, Mark could still hardly believe it! "After all,
gentlemen, isn't finding some
measure of peace for these war-torn people ... especially the
young ... what we are all fighting for ...?" General Whip had
tossed amongst them, and that was all that had been necessary.
Five minutes later it was over, and it had taken them exactly two
hours to clear the base and climb aboard this commercial plane
which was flying them back south to San Diego and La Berdina.
All in the same day, and what a surprise it was going to be
for Dianne when they walked in on her, waiting in the apartment
and wondering. Goddamn, she had a son, now! Son and dog ... plus
a rich husband ... who still didn't know exactly how he was going
to break that news to her, or how she would take it. But he'd
made up his mind to tell her the whole bit, including the history
behind "Mr. Ace". It was the only way if they were ever going to
make it ... a clean slate with nothing weighing on his conscience.
As for the sexual end of it ...? He still wondered how he was
ever going to re-adapt himself in that category after knowing the
never ending delights of his eastern bunnies ... but he was damn
sure going to try. His Dianne was more than worth the effort.
Yeah, and now that his family had suddenly grown, it was going to
need room ... a little ranch, maybe, on the outskirts of someplace
... half-way up a mountain and with a swimming pool!
Of course, re-educating Kye, as well as Sergeant, away from
their sex-oriented patterns of existence wasn't going to be an
easy, overnight job. Christ, they were steeped in it, both of
them, and a certain Mr. Ace could take a
good share of the responsibility for
that ... which was another reason why he had to lay it all on the
table for Dianne. It was going to require every bit of patience
and understanding both of them together could find inside
themselves to Americanize these two street hellions, and probably
then some, which was why he'd suggested that Dianne play guardian
to them for a few days once he'd decided to try to help them.
Knowing Kye's innocent use of street jargon, and spiced with
four-letter words, he'd had no doubt but what the boy would
naturally resort to it on an average of every other breath, and
he'd reasoned that if Dianne didn't blow her fuse on that score
the young tiger might have a home. And evidently she hadn't! He
remembered her reply over the phone when he'd asked her how they
were all making it together. "We're doing fine ... they just can't
send them back ... can they ...?"
As yet, Mark and Kye hadn't found time to discuss the boy's
stay with Dianne because of their crammed schedule, but the
youth's unsolicited, glowing praise for his young wife was enough
to convince the ex-officer they'd managed to hit it off well.
That it was all going to work out for them, Mark felt certain.
There was just the one problem ... sex ... and in a few hours he
was going to be better able to evaluate their future in that
department ...
* * *
"Spread 'em out for me, honey!" Knute Jensen lewdly commanded
the mindlessly keyed-up blonde wife kneeling nakedly between
the spread legs of his son. "Reach back with both little hands
and pull them pretty ass-cheeks apart for old daddy, eh?"
Dianne knew that she should be screaming in fear and debased
shame, but she felt none of these emotions, though she was nearly
dwarfed between these two massive brutes ... father and son, both
of whom were stripped as obscenely naked as was she! Time after
time the delicious young spear of rigid hardness she was
passionately sucking had nearly strangled her as Olaf rammed it
toward her throat with cruel, boyishly excited thrusts, but the
incessantly burning desire brought on by the yum-yum powder was
greater than any pain they could possibly bring her and she
answered with little uncontrollable groans around its long,
throbbing thickness.
Now, Knute Jensen's lascivious demand only added new fuel to
her sensuously inflamed desire. When she'd first felt him
taunting her upraised pussy-lips from back behind her, she knew
something wonderful was going to happen to her, additional ripples
of erotic anticipation charging pleasurefully through her. And
now, as he had ordered, she reached back with both hands while she
spread her thighs wider, then lewdly pulled the soft, fleshy ovals
of her buttocks apart, nakedly exposing the entire panorama of her
seething cuntal slit and anus to the huge, bearded man.
Knute Jensen's red-rimmed eyes were like glowing hot coals of
lecherous fire, his heavy length of long, thick cock already
beginning to feel as if it were weighted with lead at the sight of
her perfectly rounded young ass. She was undulating it
seductively around while she did as he had commanded and reached
back to luridly
draw apart the full, smooth ovals. As she did so, he saw the warm
glistening droplets of seeping moisture in the sensitive flesh of
her pink, spread-open cuntal crevice! Christ, he couldn't stand
much of this! The tip of his cock was beginning to burn like a
lighted torch! He inched forward on his knees between the long,
tanned legs she had invitingly opened wide for him, grasping hold
of his long, heavy-veined hardness as he moved, levelling and
pressing its blood-filled tip just inside the nibbling wet heat of
her fleshy, hair-fringed cunt-lips. He heard her groan around his
son's swollen cock at the electrified contact of his fingertip,
and he grabbed the sweeping arch of her smoothly rounded hips
brutally in his hands, driving its full, thick length solidly up
into the liquid sheath of her hotly throbbing vaginal passage!
Dianne had excitedly felt the huge bulge of his fiery cock-
tip slip wetly between the lips of her hotly seething pussy ...
then, the soaring charge as its long, thick rod of blood-stiffened
flesh burst into her from behind, plowing its way deep up into her
helpless belly with ferocious delight, crashing savagely against
her cervix to shockingly confuse her for a moment with its sharp
pain-pleasure, and she grunted helplessly around the pumping, hard
cock in her mouth! It seemed for that long moment of sensual
torment that her mercilessly invaded vagina was ablaze, impaled on
a searing length of white-hot metal, its blunted end smashing half
way up to her breasts ... and God, yes, she wanted it to!
Oooohhhh! The absolutely obscene deliciousness of it! She
couldn't get enough, even between the two of them salaciously
fucking into both ends of her defenselessly bent,
naked body! Blindly, she thrust her small hand down between her
hotly quivering thighs to find the pulsing nerve-center of her
tiny clitoris and flick her fingernail teasingly against it!
Oh Godddddd... Oooohhh...!
Knute Jensen quickly concluded he'd never had anything to
equal the likes of the curvaceous young bitch bent in slavish
nakedness before him! The goddamned sight alone of her voluptuous
white body in its obscene position, prostrate and helpless beneath
his rod-hard length of aching cock fucking furiously up into her,
had immediately caused the swirling pressure to begin building in
his heavy cum-bloated balls. Christ, they felt as if they weighed
a ton! His time was coming damn soon! He could feel the tightly
locked cuntal ridges inside her still giving way before his
battering onslaught as he tried to tunnel deeper up into her hot,
tremulous belly.
He hunched in closer behind her nakedly quivering young body,
gritting his teeth in goatish lechery as he fucked into her from
behind with long, hard lunges. His heavy buttocks hollowed and
rippled flabbily with every brutal thrust, his massive, sperm-
filled balls swinging down hard to slap against the wet, simmering
flesh of her wide-splayed cunt-lips below. Sadistically, he held
her upturned, hips in total subjection to his mean, stone-hard
cock skewering relentlessly up into her, his own broad hips and
pelvis flattening the smooth, white moons of her resilient
buttocks with loud, breast rippling smacks. He squeezed her soft,
satiny flesh in his cruel hands into thick ridges ... small,
bloodless hillocks of her untanned hips and buttocks, until when
he released them the ridges settled back slowly,
leaving angry red marks fringed with white bloodlessness on her
creamy, unsunned skin. Each time he thrust, his fingers gripped
harder, mauling her sensitive, tender flesh from waist to thigh
with sadistic delight, wondering if the cock-happy bitch was
completely immune to pain!
He stretched the quivering white ovals of her working ass
wider with harsh fingers, watching the sensuous pink folds of
moistly glistening cunt flesh clinging tightly around his
mercilessly rampaging cock. Then, he levered forward until his
knees were partially in under her, and with a loud grunt strained
his aching, ever-expanding rod a half inch deeper up into her. He
felt the hot, fleshy resistance in the very depths of her fervid
little belly give before the blunt turgid head. The added
pressure up inside her raised a responsive guttural moan from deep
in her throat around his son's husky young cock fucking into her
mouth.
Dianne's unseeing eyes opened and closed in a glaze of drug-
infused passion. There was ... had been ... pain from the huge,
brutal penis plunging up into her inflamed vaginal channel to the
burning depths of her hungrily craving belly from behind, but it
had been incredible joy since the beginning! Her brain swam
ecstatically and her whole naked body was alive with impassioned,
lustful bliss. She lewdly ground her receptive buttocks back hard
onto the punishing length of solid thick hardness fucking deeply
into her and felt the tiny rivulets of her own viscid vaginal
moisture dribbling warmly down the soft flesh of her inner thighs,
while the growing bubble in her seething belly and loins signaled
of what was soon to come!
Wantonly, she tasted and sucked at Olaf's
delicious young cock filling her avidly nursing mouth to her
throat, the maddening thought of it soon squirting out its hot,
youthfully fresh sperm driving her on in near-frantic
anticipation. Oh God, how she wanted that ... spewing wildly into
her mouth to dribble down her swallowing throat into her
desperately hungering belly ... his scalding, sweet young cum ...!
There was nothing else in the universe except the two long,
searing cocks ravagingly flicking into her wanting mouth and
greedily throbbing pussy. The very lewdness of her helpless
position between them and the lustful mental vision of her naked
young body being obscenely fucked at both ends simultaneously
flashed again through Dianne's drug-incited brain, causing the
ever-increasing hunger in her insatiable belly to maddeningly chum
beyond all measure of control. She ground her offered, naked ass
back abandonly onto the massive, penile shaft pistoning up into
the liquid inferno of her grasping vaginal hole, squeezing and
releasing her cuntal muscles like a hot, velvet-lined fist around
the big sinewy cock while at the same time she mindlessly sucked
with impassioned joy at the near-bursting teenage hardness
stuffing her mouth to her throat. Her cheeks grotesquely hollowed
and bloated outward to the rhythm of her masochistic little moans
around it. Her eager tongue licked unceasingly over the blood-
engorged head, lashing its sensitive, tiny split at the tip with
every opportunity. God, why didn't it squirt his hot cum into her
mouth? She had to have it filling her belly, just as the huge
cock fucking into her from behind would flood her feverishly
milking pussy ...!
Suddenly, Dianne felt the increased fury of the monstrous
penile thrusts fucking up into the
intricate depths of her fire-filled belly from behind, plus the
naked young hips crushing up tighter and tighter against her
perspiration-covered face. She could feel Olaf's poling hardness
begin to tense and jerk in her ravenously sucking mouth, his hands
winding cruelly in her hair. His heaving teenage pelvis closed in
on her as if he were trying to shove his pulsating cock all the
way down her throat and she tried to accept it! The pubic hair of
his youthful loins tickled her nose as she cupped his bloated,
cum-brimmed young balls hungrily in her warm hands and began to
gently pressure them!
"Oh ... oh shit, pa ... I'm going to cum!" Olaf gutturally
choked. "C Christ! Suck it hard, Mrs. Keller ... I'm c-
ccuuummmiiinnnggg...!"
Abruptly, it erupted like a wild, uncontrolled geyser and
Dianne's eagerly slaving mouth was flooded with an unleashing of
hot, thick sperm which raged down her excitedly swallowing throat
in a fury of volcanic fire. She fought for breath as she gulped
with lustful greed at the white, viscous fluid wildly jetting from
his pumping boy-cock, all the way back to the depths of her
desperately constricting throat muscles. Passionately, the
blonde, naked wife milked his young, pulsing balls for every last
drop of his sweet-tasting cum, while Knute watched, the obscene
sight almost, but not quite, triggering his own raging buildup.
In her vanity mirror, he had watched it all, and now he saw
his son's shriveling, kid-prick begin to slip wetly from her still
desperately sucking mouth. She took a deep breath, then swept her
tiny pink tongue over her jism-coated Ups, lasciviously capturing
the last of the remaining drops of his sticky boy-semen which
had trickled there from the corners of her mouth ...!
Oh God ... if only there were more, Dianne hungrily wished as
Olaf squirmed from beneath her, a never ending stream of the
sweet, delectable nectar spilling down her throat to drench the
incredulous lustful flames which were eating her alive! Again and
again she lewdly licked at her sperm-glistening lips, wishing it
could go on forever. She spread her hotly tingling thighs wider,
working her knees further apart, then thrusting her naked buttocks
higher and back against the hard plundering cock fucking with
buttock flattening humps between them. With each battering
stroke, she felt with near-delirious rapture his hugely swollen,
cum-laden balls spanking with loud slaps the erect, tire-filled
bud of her tiny clitoris, while his thick mass of pubic hair
tantalizingly brushed against the sensitive inner-cheeks of her
ass. She dropped her perspiration-filmed torso until her swollen
breasts were squashed against the satiny bed-covering, the smooth
material sensuously taunting their little, hardened nipples.
There, she writhed and mewled in lust-blinding ecstasy on the
hammering thick cock burrowing its unbelievable full length up
into the clutching wet heat of her omniverous vaginal passage from
behind.
Its smooth, rubbery head grazed the flat hardness of her
sensitive cervix, probing deeper and deeper where nothing or no
one had ever before reached! The slavish sensations
masochistically filling her were almost as pleasureful as the
overwhelming feel of his raging, massive cock brandingly debasing
her! She was a lowly serf bent humbly before him while he fucked
brutally into her from behind,
working animalishly up to that ultimate moment when he would empty
his burning male lust into her naked, hungering cunt!
Lewd bliss surged through Dianne like myriad tongues of
licking flame. Oh God! She wanted to be taken this way again and
again! Subjected to every obscene demand he, or whoever, could
think of to satisfy her naked, desire-racked young body! It
couldn't end .. it just couldn't ...!
Jesus Christ, it was time ... time! Knute mentally clocked.
His goddamned boiling load was right on the verge of blasting into
her! The bitch was going to cum, too! She'd suddenly raised her
head and begun to flail it wildly from side to side, her long
blonde hair sweeping crazily back and forth ...!
"Oohhh ... ooohhh ... Goddd ... I-I'm going to cummmmm!" she
suddenly bleated, her voice dying away in a choking whimper that
never stopped!
"Shit, girl ... the feeling's mutual!" Knute blurted. "Fuck
back hard, baby... daddy's cumming too! Fuck back harrdddd ...!"
Every muscle in Dianne's voluptuously squirming young body
contracted as she felt the erotic jolt of maddening, sensual
rapture spasm through her screaming, drug-keened loins and belly.
She wailed and cried beneath the huge battering cock, while the
sphincter muscle of her tiny asshole clenched and flexed
rhythmically opened and closed like a fish's mouth! Her buttocks
flexed to tense hardness while again she gurgled a wailing moan
when her convulsing body finally unleashed in the earth-shattering
moment she had been frantically striving toward! There was no
time, no space, no motion in all existence, only the immeasurable
bliss of
her insanely dynamic orgasm as she was struck again and again with
the spasmodic twitching of every straining muscle and cord in her
climaxing, young body. Then, Olaf's father began spewing his
reservoir of seething, thick sperm far up into the hidden recesses
of her desperately trembling belly in pleasure-bringing spurts of
scalding joy, and again she climaxed, screaming and slamming her
upthrusted, naked buttocks frenziedly back onto the incessantly
spewing length of his thickly jerking cock ...
Chapter 11
Dianne had heard their lewd chuckling between them as they
left the apartment. She still lay on the bed, obscenely sprawled
in her wanton nakedness, her lust-hungered belly a pool brimming
with the liquid heat of their thick, viscid sperm. She thought of
crying and couldn't. Mark's semblance fought to penetrate the
barrier she'd mentally erected against him, but it could not. She
stretched out her long legs and lay on her back, letting her
small, slender hands wander down over the curves of her naked,
white body to the sensual, lusty cunt mouth between her legs,
feeling its still generating heat beneath the coating of lewd wet
sperm saturating it.
But worse, were the intensive shocks of erotic sensations her
exploring fingers sent racing through her yet inflamed young
flesh!
Dear God! I'm still alive with the same sluttish want! Why?
What's happened to me? Twice I cum, but... but it's not enough!
I've got to cum again ... and maybe again and again! I'll go mad
if I don't ... but nothing seems enough! I must be sick! Letting
those two animals use me as they did without even a
struggle! But even then, they weren't enough! God, I've got to
cum again! Either that, or kill myself...!
The latter thought, though only a figure of speech when she'd
first thought it, grew immediately, until it was all out of
proportion in Dianne's torturously confused mind. She found
herself thinking of ways to commit the act, even mentally writing
the note she would leave for Mark. It actually helped, because it
took her up from the bed and she slipped into a wrapper, going to
the kitchen where she made herself a Cuba Libre, then slumped in
her husband's favorite chair to contemplate in detail her macabre
thoughts.
It was not a lightly passing obsession with the young,
anguished wife. God, how could she ever offer herself to her
husband, let alone face him, after the terrible things she had
done in a matter of a few days? She was sick! Mentally broken,
and sexually destroyed! Even if she could lie her way through it,
the truth was that Mark could never look to, or satisfy these
obscene sensual needs which had incredulously swept over her!
But she didn't have the courage, or whatever demented emotion
it took to destroy oneself and the beautiful overwrought blonde
girl knew it! Instead, she sat in her husband's chair sipping one
yum-yum spiked Cuba Libre after another in an effort to drown the
unbelievable sensations of continuously pyramiding desire
ravenously licking and taunting her nearly naked, curved body with
lustful temptations beyond reason.
God, it was as if she had been sexually starved for eons,
rather than just having sucked and
fucked two huge, brutal cocks, the result of their merciless
ravaging still filling her craving, hot belly with the warm,
liquid pool of their lewd semen! And rather than utter debased
shame at the obscene thought of ignorant father and son savagely
using her defenseless body in which to vent their animal lust, she
felt nothing but the greedy, burning hunger in her unsated loins
they had merely fed and left tormentively smoldering there!
Whether she was ill physically, or mentally losing her wits,
hardly mattered at that moment ... only the intensive, passionate
sensations which had so quickly rekindled into a glowing furnace
of salacity in her hot, cum-filled belly and the inflamed,
throbbing core between her gently massaging thighs held any
meaning for her!
She had to do it ... had to do something before she went
stark raving wild, the whimpering, drug-provoked Dianne blindly
reasoned, almost bolting to her bare feet and hurrying back toward
the bedroom, her drink still in her hand.
* * *
"Now, don't say anything about me coming, Kye. You got it
clear?" Mark instructed his new young ward after putting the Asian
boy and his German shepherd in a taxi at the airport. "I'll be
right along behind you, but I think a dozen red roses would be
kind of nice to walk in with, don't you?"
"Sure, if you think so, Captain Mark!" Kye agreed with his
usual exuberance. "American women, they like red roses, eh?"
"They sure do, red flowers of all kinds, in fact, and you
better remember that if you plan to catch yourself an American
girl," Mark advised, grinning.
"Sure, goddamn, you bet, Captain Mark! Kye'll remember for
sure!"
"Now there you go again, Kye, swearing already, after the
talk we just had," Mark gently reprimanded, reminding himself
again that the transforming task wasn't going to be an easy one.
"Oh shit, I forgot! I am sorry as hell!" Kye quickly
apologized. "I will try to be very careful from now on, Captain
Mark ...!"
The ex-officer shook his head and laughed before closing the
taxi door and instructing the driver where to take them. As they
drove off, the handsome, broad-shouldered husband sighed to
himself. Christ, he hoped he hadn't bit off more than he could
chew with those two hellions ...
The bounds of the young Asian boy's happiness knew no
limitations as he sat in the rear of the taxi hugging the massive
neck of his faithful Sergeant. At last, he had a real home and
family, and above all he was going to be an American! He would
make Captain Mark and Mrs. Dianne very, very proud of him ... but
he must remember not to swear or use the four-letter words like
fuck or cunt any more, as Captain Mark had said. Though he could
not understand why, being that they were words he
had learned from the American Joes. It did not make great sense
to him when his new guardian said that such words were not openly
spoken in American society. In Saigon the Joes seldom used any
other words at all! Oh well, he would not question it. Captain
Mark knew best. But he was happy that the Captain had not said
anything about fucking, though he would find someone else and he
would not put his cock into Mrs. Dianne any more. He felt certain
that his new guardian would not approve of that, in fact, would
probably kill him if he knew that he had already done just that as
well as let her suck it.
Americans had some unusual ideas when they were in their own
land, but he very much liked them and vowed to get used to all of
their ways. Right now, he could think of little else but seeing
Mrs. Dianne again and telling her everything, and as he climbed
from the taxi with Sergeant close behind, he broke into a trot,
racing toward their apartment door ...!
He didn't bother to ring but flung open the barrier and
charged inside, rushing through the empty living room to glance
into the kitchen, then running toward her bedroom when he didn't
find her there. With Sergeant inches behind him, Kye brought
himself up short in her open doorway, his young jaw falling
loosely open while his dark eyes immediately lighted with a
familiar light.
Almighty goddamn! This was almost the way he had left her,
beautifully naked on the bed, except that she now had her hand
down between her long tanned legs which were spread wide apart so
that he could see her slender
fingers working in the wet, pink crevice of her golden, curl-
fleeced cunt! Her full, rounded breasts were rippling white
mounds of marshmallowy flesh, quivering provocatively from her
diligent fingering of her sweet, glistening pussy! She had not
yet seen him, but he immediately noticed the glass filled with
drink on the stand beside her and remembered then, the yum-yum he
had spilled into the bottles!
An empty gnawing suddenly gripped at his entrails. Mother
fuck! Had she been drinking the goddamned crazy-wild stuff very
long? Captain Mark was going to kill him for sure when he found
out! Oh, good goddamn ...!
Dianne saw him then, quickly sitting upright, her own glazed
green eyes passionately glowing at the sight of her young,
handsome lover! "Oh darlings, you've come back to me! Oh God,
quick, come and kiss Dianne! Hurry ...!"
Kye did, rushing into her held open arms and she hugged him
tightly against the full, nipple-hardened mounds of her naked,
white breasts, kissing his youthful smiling face while little
whimpers escaped her.
"Don't say one word, darling!" she breathlessly gasped,
beginning to pun at his clothes. "Just get naked for Dianne
quickly, darling! Oh, my beautiful little lover, you ... both of
you have come just in time! Hurry! Dianne wants to suck and love
your delicious hard cock while Sergeant fucks her from behind
...!"
"Bu-But, Mrs. Dianne ...!" Kye desperately tried as she
practically tore the clothing from
him and Sergeant whimpered with great head cocked, his ears erect
and twitching, the female heat of her sensual passion filling his
keen, animal nostrils.
"Oh darling, we'll talk later! Not now!" Dianne gasped as
she tugged his jeans and shorts down at the same time to expose
his already hardening, familiar young cock which had brought her
so much loving pleasure. "Oh God! It's so beautiful, little
lover ... so beautiful! Quick get on the bed and spread your legs
wide so Dianne can get between them! I'm going to suck the cum
right up out of those handsome young balls for you ...!"
It was this obscene statement and the lewd spectacle of his
curvaceous, naked wife lewdly crawling onto the bed between their
new young ward's somewhat helplessly spread legs which greeted
Mark Keller as he stood in his bedroom doorway holding a bouquet
of elegantly wrapped red roses in his hand!
Total astonishing shock was hardly adequate to describe the
sickening sensations which made his legs suddenly feel like
strands of wet macaroni! The flowers, forgotten, dropped from his
hand as he braced himself by catching hold of the door casing.
Christ, was he flipping out or was it actually happening! He
shook his head as if to clear it, knowing that Kye couldn't have
been in the house over ten minutes ...!
From his position, Mark could see little else but the
obscenely bent-over nakedness of Dianne's curved beauty, the
rounded, fleshy moons of her untanned buttocks facing him and
spread slightly apart, enough to view the
enticing sight of her thin, pink cuntal crevice between her
smooth, full thighs. But taking one step to his left was enough
to give him a view of her already bloating and hollowing cheeks as
she absorbed nearly all of Kye's sizeable, hardened young cock
right down into her throat, her hands slipping beneath him to cup
his ass-cheeks and pull his teenage loins up tighter to her face!
Her eyes were closed, her lushly hanging breasts swaying and
jiggling in sensuous delight while mewls of passion hummed from
deep in her chest! Good Christ! She was revealing in it like one
of his own yum-yummed Saigon bunnies!
He couldn't believe it ... but there it was, right before
him, his little morals-minded house wren sucking the youthful, if
seasoned, hard cock of the boy he'd pledged to give a home to!
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Fuck! The whole world was turning upside down, because even
as he watched the lewd, impossible scene, his own lusty length of
prick-flesh had begun to stretch and jerk! Just the mere sight of
his ethical Dianne sucking a young boy's stiffened rod, and
especially this case-hardened, young veteran pimp whose very
teenage sister had sucked Mark off nightly with a skill western
girls could only hope to ever attain, was somehow setting him
tight off! Tit for tat! And he couldn't seem to hate his
obscenely slaving wife or the scrawny, ungrateful bastard beneath
whose straining cock she was furiously trying to draw the sperm
from! Christ, he had to be losing his mind, but truthfully, all
he could suddenly think of was that everything was going to be all
right for them!
Kye saw him then and began to blurt out frightened exclamations in
his native tongue, at the same time struggling to force Dianne's
hungrily fastened lips and sucking mouth off the length of his
hardened boy-cock.
"A little late for that, isn't it, buddy?" Mark spat at him,
moving close to the bed.
At the sound of his voice, Dianne's feverishly working head
jerked upright to stare in growing, glazed surprise at the
presence of the husband whose existence she had temporarily
forgotten.
"It is my fault, Captain Mark!" Kye cued, quickly scurrying
from the bed to stand nakedly before this man he loved, his young
lengthy hardness rapidly losing its rigidity. "You must not blame
her! Go ahead, kill me now, I am ready ...!
"Shut up, you little cock-hound! I'll take care of you in a
minute!" Mark ordered, unable to control his anger at catching
them this way, even though the obscene spectacle had quickly fired
the sensual passions of lust he had gluttonously been feeding
daily for the past year. Then, to his wife who had raised up and
was sitting back on her naked, curved haunches like some
artistically sculpted work of white marble, her lovely face
slackened as it gaped upward at him, he hissed: "I think you were
putting it mildly, baby, when you said you were all getting on
well together! Just how long have you been in the whoring
profession, anyway ...?"
"Oh Mark, darling ... please? 1-1 can't stand it! Fuck me,
lover! Right now! I'll go crazy if you don't! Beat me ...
anything ... but please fuck me!" she begged, reaching down with
one
hand between her slightly spread, smooth thighs to sink an
extended finger into the wet, hair-lined crevice of her pinkly
flushed cunt and obscenely stroke the wetly glistening inner flesh
around the tiny bud of her excitedly erect clitoris.
The unexpected lewd act caused Mark's hardening, thick cock
to give a wild lurch inside his shorts, while his brain reeled in
a mixture of mounting lust, self-blame, and a fierce urge to
punish both of them! Christ, he'd never even known this
voluptuous bitch ...!
"Please, Captain Mark, listen to Kye! It is all my fault!
Do you not see it in her face ... her eyes? She is high ... on
yum-yum!"
The native term for Dhattura slammed into Mark's brain with
the force of a clubbed blow! What only seconds before had been
building anger and a raging urge for revenge was as quickly wiped
away by his immediate frightened concern for his voluptuous naked
wife's uncontrollable passion. The aphrodisiac was as old as
time, and though non-addictive, a sexual stimulant which swept
away morals like a tidal wave as it raged through the female
organs! He'd seen his own girls fuck as many as twenty men, one
after the other while they slavishly sucked and fingered
themselves for additional orgasms in between, stopping only when
their young naked bodies were totally exhausted!
"Jesus Christ! How much has she had?" Mark snapped, grabbing
the naked boy harshly by the shoulders. "Answer me! How much
...?"
"I-I do not know, Captain Mark! I-I put it in the bottle of
whiskey ... but not very much,
just a sprinkle!" Kye exclaimed, his young voice cracking.
The urge to slap him hard across the face was almost
uncontrollable for Mark, but somehow he held himself back, and the
reason was the panting curvaceous girl on the bed ... his
beautiful naked wife who was still fingering her impassioned young
pussy and staring at both of them through desire-hazed emerald
green eyes. Goddamn, he'd take care of him later, but right now
they both ... yes, even Sergeant, had a job to do! It was the
only way, even if they had to work in shifts! They had to fuck
that potent, mind-blinding drug out of her system if it took them
the rest of the day and night! Otherwise ...?
Mark thought about that for a moment, remembering the fifteen
year old girl someone had given a heavy dose to right in his own
brothel and they'd found her trying to ram a whiskey bottle up
inside her tight, young vagina! Christ! He reached down and ran
his hand through her passion-filled, naked wife's long blonde
hair. He'd never realized how much he loved her, he thought, as
she whimpered to his touch, then grabbed his hand and began
kissing it. Wild charges of masculine lust burned through him at
the thoughts of the sensual hours before them. Sonofabitch, he
was as much, or more of a goatish bastard than the young boy who
had admittedly confessed to him!
"Please, Mark darling! Please? Don't make me wait any
longer ...?" she pleadingly begged, clutching at his hand. "Oh
God, darling, I need you so bad! But now ... now ...
"Almighty goddamn! You want to kill me, Captain Mark?" Kye
half-whimpered.
"Don't talk like a stupid little ass!" Mark snapped,
beginning to pull at his clothing. "We're going to give her the
shock treatment ... all of us, and hope to Christ that wears her
down a little bit!" he added, unable to restrain the lust-filling
excitement firing through him at his intentions as he stripped
himself naked, watching in uncontainable excitement her slender
white fingers working feverishly in the exposed pink flesh of her
shimmering wet pussy. He swallowed tightly and ordered in the
sadistic tone he knew he had to use: "Get up on your knees, wife!
You like your fucking bizarre, don't you? Well, you're going to
get it, and in a manner you'll never forget! Because I'm going to
punish you for being a bad little girl while daddy was gone! You
understand that?"
Lost in the intense heat of her maddening desire, Dianne had
no idea what sort of chastisement was in store for her, but well
knew as she was aware of her own name that some was coming ... and
she wanted it! Dear God, she deserved and wanted it so badly ...
whatever he chose to do to her! Obediently, she dropped forward
onto her hands and knees, bending her head low to again raise the
slavishly presented, spread mounds of her quivering buttocks in
masochistic, servile delight.
Dianne felt the weight on the bed behind her, and abruptly,
the heat of his strong, masculine body as he moved in between her
spread legs from behind! Oh God, he, too, was going to do
something terribly beautiful to her, she reasoned
in her befogged brain. Yes ... yes ... he was going to punish
her! Then ... then she felt his big warm hands on her trembling,
naked buttocks, smoothing over them and up toward her waist and
back down to her thighs, moving in between them to tease the
moist, erogenous lips of her hotly inflamed pussy! He leaned over
her back, his long, thick cock heavy and poling between her
sensitive, inner thighs, pressing against the quivering, hair-
fleeced mound of her inflamed, waiting cunt.
"I'm going to fuck you in the ass, Dianne!" he huskily
whispered down against her hollowing back. "I want you to know so
that you can cringe when I start to worm my cock up into your
tight little asshole and you'll know what's happening and why!
You've been naughty! And I'm going to punish you for it ... not
gently either! So prepare yourself, wife, because if you make the
slightest move to right me, I'll whip your ass until you can't sit
down for a week!"
"Oooooohhh ... yesssss ... yes, Mark darling... do it ... do
it! Split me open back there! I want you to, lover!" Dianne
mindlessly chanted. "Oh God ... please ... yes! Punish me, baby!
Fuck my ass! Hurry, darling ... hurry!"
A tremulous jolt of shameful excitement roared through Mark,
kneeling animalishly up behind her. Christ, already he was losing
his sense of mental balance to irresistible, mounting lust! A
year of eastern debauchery was showing its effects and he knew it
with those sadistically whetted sensations which were ripping
through
him ... but he could pacify himself in the knowing that it was the
only way he could help her ... that it had to be done for her
sake!
He gaped down at her curved, white nakedness spread
lasciviously open for him, the fleshy smooth ovals of her
beautiful rounded buttocks waggling in hungry invitation, the
tight, little pink mouth of hairless, puckered anal flesh
defenselessly exposed before his already throbbing cock. Damn!
He couldn't stop now if he wanted to ...!
He slipped his middle finger up into the liquid heat between
the furry, desire-flushed lips of her pouting cunt, beyond its
nibbling vaginal mouth up into the sleek, throbbing tightness of
her hotly clutching channel. Her upturned, white hips and fleshy
ass-cheeks jerked spasmodically from the erotic intrusion,
repeating the tremor when he smeared the warm, viscid moisture
over the dimpled little hold of her offered ass. He did it
several times before dipping the blood-engorged head of his
swollen cock between those wetly saturated pussy-lips, finally
nuzzling its rubbery tip snugly up against her tiny, excitedly
working anal lips.
It was a terrible thing he had done, Kye realized as he stood
naked beside the bed watching Captain Mark's lewd preparation of
Mrs. Dianne's tiny pink asshole between her upturned buttocks. At
the same time he petted Sergeant's big, whimpering head, knowing
his animal friend was wondering when, and if, he were going to
play a part. They would both be lucky now if they were not sent
back to Nam, he reasoned, and it was true that they deserved
it. Nevertheless, his cock had grown crazy-hard once more with
sensual excitement at Captain Mark's obscenely methodical
preliminaries and the sudden, bitter twist to his handsome face.
Then, Mrs. Dianne's small hands were clenching into little fists,
as if now she were becoming afraid! But it was the only way, Kye
knew, and she had to endure it no matter how painful ...!
And Captain Mark did not look as if he intended to show her
any mercy! Abruptly, with the help of his thumbs on either side
of her tiny, puckered rectal mouth stretching the babyish lips
partially open, he pressed his purple, bulbous cock-head forward
against it, squirming his strong, hairy pelvis in an effort to
worm the spongy tip inside the tightly clenched little hole ...!
Mark thrust forward then, and through the haze of
apprehensive excitement passionately controlling her senses,
Dianne felt and heard the excruciating popping of her torturously
stretched anus!
Her breath caught in her throat as an agonizing spasm of pain
crashed reality through to her brain and reflexively she twisted,
squealing back at him, while at the same time, straining and
resisting her naked buttocks to be free of the inhumanely
tormentive cock worming up into her expanded nether channel! God
almighty! She could never take him there! It was going to split
her wide open, she realized in growing horror, frantically
thrashing her obscenely positioned buttocks in helpless
desperation!
Dianne heard his laugh then, an almost brutal
sound reminding her of Olaf's father, and felt his strong fingers
gouging into the sensitive flesh of her sore thighs the bearded
man had bruised before him! He held her in a vise-like grip, her
every tiny move only helping to worm the long, thick rod of his
burning hardness deeper and deeper up into her defenselessly
cringing rectal passage!
"Shove back, damn you!" Mark snarlingly ordered, slapping her
sharply across one lush, white buttock. "Come on do it! Shove
your ass back onto it, Dianne! I'm not going to stop, and the
quicker we get into you the better it's going to feel! Now do it!
Shove back!"
Dianne couldn't restrain the tears of pain nor the guttural
cries of mind-shattering torment erupting from her throat. Ohhhhh
Goddd! She knew he had torn her back there! His raging cock was
ripping her rectum apart! But ... but ... ohhhhhhh ... s-she had
to endure it ...! He was punishing her ... and ... and she
deserved it ...!
"Y-Yesss, darling ...!" she pitifully moaned. "Y-You're
killing me ... but I deserve it ... want it! D-Don't stop! Fuck
it, darling! Oooooh yesss ... punish me ... fuck my ass, Mark
lover...!"
She hunched back then with a determined suddenness as he
pressed forward, feeling the impaling agony of his long, throbbing
hardness worming relentlessly up into her, the bloated, mushroomed
head of his thick cock plowing the resistant, virginal flesh of
her rectal passage before it until finally, with one last buttock-
flattening lunge, he ground it all the
way up inside the warm, rubbery depths of her obscenely stretched
ass channel!
Dear God almighty! Her brain screamed in her sodomized
torment! Then, she felt his hairy pelvis smack solidly into the
smooth vale between her lewdly upraised and widely spread
buttocks, while his heavy, sperm-bloated balls swung hard down
against the splayed, feverish lips of her wet, seething pussy
below. She was stuffed to the hilt with his angry, chastising
cock, unable to move and afraid to breathe with the unbelievably
tormentive pressure which felt as if her thighs were about to
split apart!
His body stilled momentarily, as if he might have found a
tiny fleck of mercy for her, and while the walls of her forever
stretched rectum slowly attempted to adjust, the burning pain
began to subside. She still felt torn and obscenely expanded out
of all proportions there from his sodomizing invasion, while at
the same time she weirdly began to fall back under the sensual
captivation of whatever it was possessing her, enjoying a growing
sensation of passive atonement.
Mark grunted aloud as his obscenely positioned young wife
twisted her head around so that he could see the revived passion
on her beautiful face; then she tightened her clutching anal
muscles around his throbbing, thick cock buried to its lengthy
depths beyond her widely ovalled asshole, making it wildly pound.
He made another guttural sound when the luscious mounds of her
white buttocks began to chum back against him in a slow, grinding
undulation. He felt her hotly clutching rectal flesh constrict
warmly and tighten around his hard, pulsing cock as he began to
fuck it in and out of her, watching with lustful fascination the
pinkish ridges of raw anal-flesh clinging to it each time he drew
out, then disappear back inside with his smacking, inward thrusts.
She was ready now for phase two ... and it was going to be a
long siege at best, Mark wildly reasoned.
"Oh! Ohhhhh, darling ... what're you trying to do ...?"
Dianne choked out, as suddenly his strong hands caught at her hips
and rolled to one side, pulling her bodily back on top of him to
raise gasping moans of unexpected pain from her as throughout the
acrobatic feat his imbedded length of impaling hard cock tunneled
deeper up into her almost acclimated back-channel! Then, he lay
sprawled beneath her, her smoothly hollowed back tight against his
hard stomach and chest, her long shapely legs obscenely scissored
on the outsides of his, while his rigid length of stiffened cock-
flesh was interred in its entirety to the very depths of her
colon. "Oh ... oh God!" she groaned again, but not without a
strong trace of erotic entrancement in her tone.
"Now, pull your legs way up and back, baby!" Mark ordered.
"Higher!" he demanded, reaching up with his hands behind her knees
to lever them back tight until they were flattening the white
mounds of her full, nipple-hardened breasts into her chest, the
strain causing her to whimper and gasp. "Okay, Sergeant! Up
here! Your work's cut out for you! Come on, boy!"
"Ooooohhh ..." Dianne moaned in
uncontrollable passion, raising her head to look down between her
lewdly yawning legs at the beautiful massive animal moving up over
her as Mark spread his own legs wider for him! Then his animal
head lowered between her vulnerable open thighs, his hot breath
taunting her moistened pubic curls. His cool wet nose brushed
against the soft, tingling flesh of her inner thigh ... and then
the splayed, fleshy lips of her inflamed pussy crevice! "Oooohhh
... do it, darling! Lick my cunt you precious brute! Lick it for
me ...!"
Kye watched with wild excitement, bending close to see
Sergeant's long, thick tongue lick up through the glistening, pink
flesh of Mrs. Dianne's beautiful, golden-haired cunt, spreading
its puffy lips, which Captain Mark's huge cock rammed up her ass
was already stretching open, even wider! She began to tremble and
groan crazy-like, while again and again he did it, until suddenly
he was mounting her and wrapping his front paws right around her
drawn back thighs, and Kye had to grasp hold of his own throbbing
hardness to gently stroke some of the ache out of it!
He watched Sergeant's wet, scarlet cock slip forward and down
hugely from its long, protective sheath, the tapered end waving
like a dripping flag-staff as it dangled forward to probe the
moistly readied crevice of her open, pink cunt!
Mumbling unintelligible sounds, Dianne reached down, grasping
the slippery animal organ to guide its hotly pulsating tip to the
nibbling, wet mouth of her sizzlingly waiting
vaginal hole!
A grunt of sheet delight burst from her as it slithered up
her hungrily squirming channel, spreading it wider and wider to
the hot depths of her quivering, fire-filled belly, until finally,
she heard and felt his heavy, animal balls smack wincingly into
the spread-cheeked flatness of her deeply impaled ass and join the
other beautiful, hard cock fucking up deep into her equally
stretched rectum. Insane sensations of maddening lust raised
continuous moans and whimpers to gurgle in her throat, the twinges
of pain their hardened cocks thrust to the hilt up inside the dual
passages between her legs, adding overwhelming, masochistic bliss
to it all.
"Christ!" Dianne heard Mark swear, his long, thick spear of
hardness beginning to plunge furiously up into her rectal canal,
while Sergeant's huge, skewering cock raced up into her seething
vagina with merciless, humping animal-strokes! Oh ... oh ... oh
... oh! She'd never imagined such lust fulfilling ecstasy in her
life, and she clung to the neck of the German shephard brute on
top of her nakedly offered body, while her husband erotically
stroked the undersides of her drawn back thighs, following them
smoothly down to the tautened cheeks of her rounded, upturned ass.
"Yes ... my sweet darlings ... Dianne's your slave!" she
passively gasped. "Love me like this forever ... sandwiched
between you ... fucking my ass and my hot pussy ...! Ooooohhh ...
where is Kye, my little lover! Come up here beside me, baby, so
that I can suck your sweet young cock! Hurry, little
lover ...!"
Mark could see damn little lying beneath the voluptuous naked
body of his drug-incited wife, but he'd heard her and felt Kye
scrambling onto the bed, then, he saw Dianne's head twist, her
face turning to the side as the young hellion's lengthy, teenage
cock burst into view right above him. One of her small hands
reached out to curl around it, immediately beginning to work its
foreskin back from the swollen fiery-tipped head. Kye kneeled in
closer and Mark saw Dianne's lushly ovalled Ups open wide to slip
wetly over the blood-engorged knob, her soft hand dropping down
between his legs to cup his sperm-filling, young balls and draw
him in tighter to her. She began to move her twisted head and
bloated cheeked face back and forth, her tensiled lips locked
snugly around the hardened sinewy length, until Kye excitedly
picked up the rhythm and began to grinningly fuck deeper and
deeper into her greedily sucking mouth and back toward her
receptive throat!
Christ, there was no doubt in Mark's lust-filled mind that it
was going to work out for them! Not even the east with all of its
sensually skilled bunnies could match this one beautiful girl who
was passionately fucking them together, and he'd wager his
hundred-grand that they'd never need yum-yum again either! Shit,
she was something else! He'd just never known her was all ...!
Goddamn ...! He could feel Sergeant's huge, animal-cock
through the thin membrane dividing her vagina and rectum, racing
frenziedly in and out of her steaming, wet pussy as he increased
his own upthrusting strokes into her gorgeously stretched and
clutching asshole ... at last finding a tempo to which she
excitedly responded. He visualized the frayed, pink ridges of
cuntal and rectal flesh clinging to their cocks like tiny pink
tongues wrapped lewdly around them when they pulled out of her,
vanishing again when they pistoned back into her, the mere thought
goading the building pressure in his belly and aching balls like a
needle about to prick a balloon ...!
Oh God, what heavenly punishment they were delivering into
her lustfully craving body, Dianne mindlessly reveled as she
sucked feverishly at the delicious young rod of familiar hardness
with cheeks, tongue, and swallowing throat muscles. It would cum
soon, she reasoned from its throbbing swollenness and the way her
young darling was frantically working his pelvis up tighter to her
face, its bulbous young head going right down into her throat with
his every eagerly grinning thrust! Oooooohhhh! How wonderful it
was, and would be for the four of them from now on! Never had she
been so happy as she was at that moment, undulating her naked,
pleasure-filled buttocks and squeezing with her avidly working
cuntal muscles at the long, thick rods of human-animal cock
fucking beautifully up into her, knowing she was giving all of
these whom she loved so passionately as much joy as they were
bringing her!
She writhed and squirmed her deliciously sodomized ass
downward to give Mark full access to her sensuously tingling anal
passage,
and then upward to receive the length of Sergeant's throbbing
lance of searing animal-cock racing smoothly up into her tightly
grasping cunt. All the while, lust-blinding sensations of love
and passive joy intoxicated her young, nakedly offered body.
Omniverously, she sucked at the handsome boy's cock stuffing her
nursing mouth and throat, anticipating the sweet, youthfully fresh
taste of his hot, young jism flooding down into her intensively
craving belly. Nothing registered but the three pleasure-bringing
cocks of her own loved ones fucking lustfully into her at every
bodily entrance, and she rocked with erotic bliss to their loving,
rhythmic barrage.
Oh! Almighty goddamn! Kye inwardly gasped, his boyish grin
of happiness changing to one of almost simpering childishness.
Shit! He was about to go all crazy-wild inside with that ass-
tearing, unraveled feeling! Yes, yes! He sure as shit was! The
way Mrs. Dianne was sucking him, his balls, he thought, might turn
inside out! Sweet mother fuck! They were all humping into her as
if they were raping, goddamned commies, but she did not mind, he
could see from the way she was giving them back every powerful
cock-stroke they were ramming into her ... until everyone,
including himself, was groaning like mad and Sergeant's whimpers
sounded as if he were going to have pups!
"Oooohhhh! Sonofabitch, Mrs. Dianne ... It is going to
shoot now! Now, Mrs. Ma'mmmmm ... nooowwww ...!"
At his cry, Dianne strained her face closer to him, reaching
behind his slender, young body
and clutching at his naked buttocks to pull his jerking, teenage
cock all the way down into her throat, holding her breath, her
nose-tip brushing his sparse, pubic hair as the virile pumping rod
began to squirt its hot, ambrosiac cum in thin, thrilling spurts
into her greedily swallowing throat!
Mark watched it all not inches away ... gaping in lustful
disbelief at the exotic way she absorbed his lengthy young cock
down into her beautiful gullet! He saw her cheeks hollowing and
bloating, her slender throat constricting as she voraciously
struggled to swallow it all. He could see too, Kye's rhythmically
pulsing balls and groin as he pumped his boy-sperm hotly down into
her belly! Shit! Nothing had ever jolted him with a more goatish
surge of lust, and he drove his full aching length of lustfully
expanding cock fiercely up her ass, rifting them all inches off
the bed! She whimpered loudly around Kye's now quickly deflating
young penis in her still working mouth, while Mark delighted in
the hot scoring feel of his bloated cock-head reaching the
underside of some new, untouched organ within the intricate heat
of her soft belly, its brushing tantalization erotically caressing
the now hair-sensitive tip of his hurtfully aching cock!
He swore out in his inflamed lust, even drowning Sergeant's
animalistic whimpers, as he watched Dianne's tiny pink tongue lick
hungrily at her sperm-coated lips, then gasp: "Aaaaah ... yesssss
... fuck me, my darlings! Oh God, yes! I can feel you both so
beautifully! Your wonderful hard cocks are buried deliciously
inside me, Mark darling! I-I love you ... will always love you!
But ... but ... fuck me faster, lovers! Harder and faster ...
please?"
It was immeasurable! Dianne groaned, tears of sensual joy
streaming down her smooth cheeks to the rhythm of the two loving
lengths of rigid cock-flesh slamming into her in unison. She
wished that it would last forever, yet knew that it wouldn't. But
there would be other ... many other times! ... And now, the room
was beginning to vaguely rotate around her like an enchanting
carousel! T-The ever-mounting ecstasy of it ... their hands and
beautiful furry paws gripping and clutching at the soft, resilient
curves of her perspiring, naked flesh, while she lay in helpless
delight, impaled from above and below ...! It was too much for
her to endure any longer without something cataclysmic happening!
She was going to cum! Her brain swam! The universe stopped!
Tremendous sensations of impassioned rapture were about to burst
inside her!
"Now! Now! Now!" she suddenly wailed. "Oh God, please?
Together, Mark! Cum in me together! Pleasssseee? Fill me ...
huurrryyy! I'm cuuuummmiiinnnggg ...!"
At that precise moment, her young handsome husband clutched
tightly at the smooth, upturned ovals of her tautly quivering ass
and thrust his expanded, hardened cock mercilessly up into her
convulsing rectum, whispering his love for her at the same time
into her ear!
Dianne felt his hot, scalding cum squirt deep
up into the forever-stretched confines of her back passage,
bringing her own hesitating orgasm on in a wild crescendo to send
shuddering spasms of ecstatic sensation rocketing through her in
muscle-twitching spasms of crying happiness. She could feel every
contraction of his thickly pumping cock as it jerked out its load
of boiling, thick sperm deep ... deeep up into her eagerly
absorbing belly ... even up to her painfully throbbing breasts, it
wildly seemed! Then, Sergeant whimpered and growled in the depths
of his massive throat, almost a warning, she thought, as she drew
her thighs back as far as she could, her breath heaving from her
lungs when his exploding animal-cock also began spewing out its
thin, powerful jets of hot, devoted jism far up into the recesses
of her already sperm-flooded belly, her own gushing secretions
blending and puddling hotly with his, an almost insane paroxysm of
lust-filled joy momentarily overwhelming the lot of them ...
* * *
"You better sleep," Mark said to Kye. "She'll wake up in a
few minutes as hot as a blistering furnace ... thanks to you!" he
added, measuring his beautiful, young naked wife's condition by
the girls he'd so memorably fed yum-yum to. "Tomorrow sometime,
it'll be fairly well worn off. Right now, we've still got a man-
sized job to do ... so talk to that dog of yours, you hear?"
"Y-You bet, Captain Mark! We will do our part, honest to
hell we will!" Kye exuberantly promised.
"You bet your lusty young hide you will," Mark said with a
chuckle, lying back and lighting a rare cigarette. In all truth,
he'd never felt better in his life! Christ, Nam was never like
this, and he'd had it right in his hands all along! What
fantastic times they were going to have together! He could still
hardly believe it ... but he wouldn't know for sure until the yum-
yum wore off ... though he'd bet his one hundred G's he was right
...!
"You want to play chess while we wait for Mrs. Dianne to wake
up, Captain Mark?" Kye interrupted his thoughts.
"I told you to go to sleep!" Mark laughingly snapped. "And
you better start minding me, boy ... son ... or I might just get
all up-tight with you and have a whip at your backside, you
understand that?"
"Yes sir! I sure do!" Kye said, dropping back onto the
pillow next to the curvaceous naked Mrs. Dianne. But how were you
supposed to sleep next to a beautiful girl tike her without
slipping your almighty goddamned cock up into her warm pussy, and
his was getting as hard as a shell casing ... Damn, sometimes he
was not so sure that he would make a good American after all.
They had such unusual customs ...
The End