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BRINGS ON THE DOGS – Chapter 4
Evelyn felt better the following day, and her spirits improved during the week. The
three day limit the gang had given her had passed, and they hadn’t returned to the
shop. Of course she had notified the police and they had put a surveillance unit near
the building. Although the perky brunette wasn’t sure if the ordeal was over, at least
she felt it was getting under some kind of control.
If Evelyn felt good, Judy felt incredibly happy and relaxed. Besides feeling useful on a
job, she felt complete as a woman. She and Mac had bedded together every night since
that first encounter, each fucking session more intense than the other. Every day Judy
felt as if she were flying on a higher and higher cloud. Evelyn guessed at what was
happening and made occasional light jokes about the matter, grinning as both Mac and
Judy blushed furiously under her steady gaze.
At the end of the week Mac had left just after four-thirty to pick up more boxes of
stationery for the shop. It was a cloudy day, the thick overcast blocking out most of the
sun. Evening came early that Friday, blotting out the outlines of the buildings an hour
earlier than usual. Judy put down her pencil and closed the accounting book, her mind
drifting to Mac and his masculine body. She wondered what they’d do tonight. Every
evening seemed to open some new realm of sexual experience for either her or him. She
giggled a little self-consciously as she thought of how he’d tried to fuck her in the ass
the other night. Mac was so excited he came all over her buttocks before he had a
chance to slip his fat dick into her greased, hot ass. They had to wait thirty minutes
before he could get hard again. And then they decided to postpone the butt fucking and
end up with a good old-fashioned cuntal reaming.
"Judy," Evelyn called from the front of the shop. The blonde shook her head, putting
those lewd thoughts temporarily out of her mind as she pushed herself up and turned

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BRINGS ON THE DOGS – Chapter 3
Mac moaned softly, sliding his left hand up the length of his hard cock. He exerted
gentle, loving pressure until the vein traveling the full length of his shaft pushed out
further and pulsated with excitement and urgency. Judy lay quietly on the bed, looking
up at the big dark-haired man kneeling between her legs. The generous, sleek-fitting
foreskin had peeled away from his cockhead. A drop of cum had formed at the
puckered lips of his piss-slit. Mac milked the full length of his meat, rolling the taut
foreskin completely over the glossy head. He was filming his cockhead over with his
own hot juices. The big man sighed with pleasure as he opened his eyes and peered
down at the panting blonde. Her cuntlips had swollen incredibly with hot blood. Her
pussy curls bristled with electric excitement. Mac opened his mouth and licked his
lower hp, drawing his firmly clenched fist back, revealing the gleaming knob again.
Judy’s breathing had become shallow and irregular. She lay quietly on the bed, afraid to
move for fear of setting her throbbing clit shaft off into a hot series of orgasmic spasms.
Her enormous, puffy pussylips were glowing a bright red. They pulsed in a spastic
rhythm with the life of their own. She could feel the hot flesh of her inner thighs
quivering lightly as her snatch winked open, then contracted. Judy curled her fingers
into the sheet, gathering the material in her palms as she stared at Mac’s bulbous,
purple dickhead. She wanted that meaty knob reaming out her pussy. The blonde
smacked her lips as she felt another flash of sexual heat wash over her like a tidal wave.
She was sure she’d die from the intense pleasure racking her hungry twat before Mac
had a chance to stick that rod into her.
"Oh please, fuck me," she moaned, closing her eyes and fighting down the sobs of
frustration building in her gut. There was no more intense pleasure, Judy thought, than
watching someone jerking off in front of you without being able to do anything about

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BRINGS ON THE DOGS – Chapter 2
Evelyn lived only three blocks away from the store. Even so, Mac insisted he drive her
home in his ’71 Chevy pickup. During the short drive, the young brunette sat by the
window while Judy’s thighs pressed against Mac’s muscular hips. Her body was doing
strange, wonderful things. Her nipples stiffened again. The tingling sensation between
her legs was growing into an itchy ache as the truck swayed down the street to Evelyn’s
one-story beach house. Judy opened her mouth and breathed deeply as the hot cunt
juice trickled its way through her tight, excited cunt. Mac saw his sister to the door,
makinjfsure she was safely inside before he returned to the truck.
"Where do you live?" he asked, reaching down and turning the key in the ignition. At
the same time he brushed his fingers against Judy’s left knee. The light touch made her
suck in a ragged, deep breath.
"On the Walk," the blonde managed to get out as the engine roared. The subtle
vibrations of the rolling truck tickled her sensitive, warm wet cuntal walls. Her
pussylips swelled and puffed together, rubbing back and forth like two hungry jaws as
more white cream squeezed out from between her labia and soaked down her panties.
Judy felt as if her skin were on fire as she reached up with her right hand and wiped
her forehead dry. Mac sat silently in the growing darkness as they headed down Venice
Boulevard to the large parking lot bordering the ocean. "Right there," she said, pointing
at a Meditteranean style apartment house.
Mac grunted, then turned into the lot and drove until his lights shone two bright spots
on the front wall of her apartment building.
"Thank you for the ride," Judy said, feeling her throat dry up and constrict as she
reached over and opened her door.

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BRINGS ON THE DOGS – Chapter 1
Judy Harlon hurried down Washington Boulevard, her black high heels clacking
sharply along the concrete sidewalk. Her short, brisk steps made her firm, rounded ass-
globes jiggle under her clinging blue wool dress. Glancing into the storefront windows
of the several antique shops along the way, Judy checked her reflected appearance
nervously. She had folded her long, silky golden hair up into a tight French twist,
fastening the upswept hairdo with a rectangular gold hairpin. Stopping in front of an
empty shop just north of Venice Boulevard, the attractive young blonde reached up and
smoothed down the soft dress material over her pendulous titties. The dyed finished
wool scratched teasingly over her large brown nipples, making them tingle and start to
stiffen up and try to poke through the dress. Judy was sorry now she hadn’t worn a bra.
At the same time she could feel her tight cuntlips respond to the sensuous tickling,
filling up with blood and puffing out against the cool silk of her panties. The blonde
reached up and brushed a stray strand of golden hair from her eyes, sighing and
fighting down the hot, tight feeling dampening her crotch with pussy dew. The young
woman was surprised how quickly her simmering sexuality had threatened to boil over
just from this simple act of readjusting her dress. It’s been too long without a man, she
thought, biting her lower hp and hating herself for running that sentence through her
mind again. Tossing that idea out of her mind, Judy checked her profile in the dark
plate glass before moving on to her destination. The blonde shook her head and
focused her watery blue eyes ahead, concentrating on the interview that was ahead of
her. This was going to be her first job application in four years, ever since her marriage
to Bob
Harlon. He’d wanted to keep her at home to cook, clean and raise babies. That idea
actually appealed to Judy at first. While Bob worked at the office, she cleaned and

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DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 14
Two days later, Mona left the Banyons and flew back to the west coast. She had had the
vacation of a lifetime. No woman could learn more in the course of a short week than
Mona had. Now she was ready to see Daniel, to find out if she could establish their
relationship on a new footing.
Jack and Ellen took her to the airport. The farewells were long and intimate.
"Now, I want you to be sure to come visit us next year," Mona said. "I want you to
meet Daniel." She winked. "I think by then we should all be ready for something
special. If Daniel approves, that is."
"You’re great, Mona," Jack told her. "Still the devoted wife. Now I know why Ellen’s so
crazy about you."
Mona blushed. Despite her kissing, she was nervous about facing Daniel. After all she
had been through, she couldn’t believe that Daniel wouldn’t notice the changes in her
the minute she walked in the door.
Instead of calling from the airport, she took a taxi home. She wanted to surprise Daniel.
He was sitting in the living room, reading a book and eating a sandwich when she came
in. She tip-toed over and covered his eyes. "Guess who?" she teased.
"Mary? Susan? Marcia?" He started to laugh when there was a long pause. "I’m just
teasing honey. I’m sure glad you’re home. Honest I am." He pulled her down into his
lap and hugged her. He looked very serious, like a man in love. "I was very much afraid
that you wouldn’t come back."
Mona’s eyes were brimming with tears. Though events at Ellen’s hadn’t given her much
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time to think, she realized now how much she had missed her good-looking husband.
"Of course I was coming back, silly. You’re my husband… my man. Being away from
you for a while made me realize how much I love you… and need you. I know now how
unfair I’ve been to you."
Daniel’s face glowed with pleasure. "Tell you what. Why don’t we celebrate? I’m taking
you to El Gaucho tonight, and we’re going to eat a dinner fit for a king."
Mona squealed with delight. She felt like a kid again. "Oh, Daniel, that will be
wonderful. I can wear the new dress I bought while I was gone. I think you’ll like it. It’s
sexy."
"You better be careful, baby. In a mood like I’m in, you may not be safe in a sexy
dress."
Playfully she pulled away from him and raised her eyebrows. "I think I can take care of
myself, senor."
In the restaurant, they found a quiet corner where they ate a lavish meal by candlelight.
Daniel was surprised when she encouraged him to order a bottle of wine.
Both were pleasantly high by the time they returned to their car. Daniel pulled Mona
close to him on the seat. "You sit right there, wife, while I drive us home."
Mona ran her hand enticingly over his groin. She could feel a growing bulge there. The
touch of it made her pussy throb with anticipation.
"Darling, it feels so good… I can’t wait." As he drove, she undid his fly and pulled his
pulsing cock out into the open. She gazed admiringly at it in the passing light of cars.
Slowly, she bent down and closed her lips over his blood-swollen cocktip. She began to
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suck greedily. She couldn’t get over delicious tingle at the thought of how surprised
Daniel must be right now.
Daniel was more than surprised. He was frozen with amazement. Just a week ago, he
had said farewell to a prudish, naive wife. What had returned to him was a lusty
wanton wench with a mouth soft as butter. He couldn’t argue with the results, but he
couldn’t help wondering what could have brought about such a change in his pretty
wife.
Could missing him alone have given her the courage to take his cock into her mouth,
right out in the street? There would be time enough to solve that mystery.
Right now, Daniel Freeman had enough on his mind. A car to drive. And a wife to
screw senseless when they reached home.
THE END

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Even the dog’s cock shriveled and slipped from Mona’s cunt. All three orgiasts sat on
the rug like naughty children, looking guiltily up at Ellen.
The redhead was furious, though the few moments she had spent watching them had
made her pussy tingle responsively. She could not help being aroused. Nor could she
help remembering that Jack had never taken that kind of interest in her and her passion
for Jet. She had thought he didn’t want to be involved. Most of all, she was upset by the
betrayal of her best friend, the woman who had become her lover over the past few
days.
"Mona!" She stared unwaveringly into Mona’s brown eyes. "How could you do this
thing? I thought you were my friend." Ellen never cried, or she would be crying now.
Instead, she became even more angry.
Mona was bewildered. The alcohol made it hard for her to think straight. The
predicament she was in terrified her, but she had difficulty remembering exactly what
the facts were and how she might resolve her dilemma. It was too complicated. "I saw
you fucking Jet, Ellen. I wanted to try it too. Jack caught me. That’s all." The blonde
began to cry. "I am your friend, Ellen. I love you."
Ellen noticed that Jack was beginning to develop another hard-on. Either Mona’s
sorrow excited him, or he had ceased to be awed by her own unexpected entry. Either
way, his growing cock turned Ellen on. It had been so long since she and her husband
had been really sexy together. She struggled to find a way to make the situation all
righ… so she could enjoy the sensual possibilities involved. Slowly, an idea took shape.
First, though, there were some things she needed to get out.
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"What made you so interested in women who fuck dogs all of a sudden?" She spat the
words in her husband’s direction.
"Don’t look at me, baby. I come home early from work, and your friend’s screwing the
dog in the garden…"
"So you’ve been at it for a while, have you? I thought something was up when I called.
That’s why I talked the nurse into rushing me through. I wouldn’t have missed this
little party for the world."
"What I’m trying to tell you, baby, is I kind of got to thinking about you and the dog.
The whole thing turned me on so much, I had to get it on with Mona. You know I
haven’t got much willpower." It was true in essence. He hadn’t been thinking about
Ellen much today, but he had spent a lot of time thinking about her dog fetish over the
weekend.
Ellen grinned sardonically. The main reason she was still with her husband was the
confident charm he was exhibiting now. She just couldn’t stay really mad at him. He
was like a child where sex was concerned. No one could convince him that he shouldn’t
have everything he wanted. She thought for a moment, then she began to remove her
clothes. "I’ve been wanting to be in an orgy with you for a long time, Jack. I’ll take
what I can get."
Husband and wife sought each other out. Naked, they kissed hungrily, their tongues
dueling recklessly in a mounting fervor of passion. "I want to watch you fuck Mona,"
she whispered.
A childlike grin lit up Mona’s face as she realized that she hadn’t created a crisis
between the two. If anything, they were closer than she had seen them so far. It was
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only when both of them began to urge her back down onto hands and knees that the
blonde realized she was going to be included in the reconciliation.
"Oooohh, what are you doing?" Mona groaned. After her fear, her excitement seemed
more intense than ever. Her pussy was hot and hungry. It had been robbed of a climax
that had been just on the verge of explosion.
"A little present for you, darling. Jack’s going to screw you while I watch." Mona’s
disheveled loveliness excited Ellen. But she still retained some bitterness against her
friend. She wanted to make her suffer, just a little, before they could be real friends
again.
While the blonde quivered expectantly on hands and knees, Ellen stroked Jack’s cock,
readying it for the fuck to come. She ran one hand over Mona’s cunt, moistening her
fingers in her friend’s copious juices. Her eyes met Jack’s as she worked. She could see
that he understood now that there had been something else between her and Mona.
The idea obviously excited him. His cock was rock-hard.
"Screw her now," Ellen whispered excitedly.
Jack kissed his wife quickly on the lips, then he sank his cock deep into her girlfriend’s
twat. He gripped her hips tightly and began to establish a smooth rhythm in and out of
Mona’s clinging wet pussy. He watched fascinated as Ellen began to tickle the blonde’s
asshole with a moistened finger. At last, she slipped the finger right on up inside her
hole. She screwed her with it, as though it were a small cock.
Mona was going out of her mind with excitement. She had never had her asshole
played with before. The sensations provoked by the prodding finger made her feel weak
with desire. "Oooohhh! I feel so nice! It’s good to be with both my lovers like this!"
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While Ellen sawed her fingers in and out of Mona’s ass, she kept her eyes glued to Jack.
She was excited, and so was he. She hoped he would be equally as titillated by her
suggestion. She tried to grip his cock with the hand that was skewering Mona’s anus.
"Do it here," she whispered. "I want to see it."
The lust glimmered in Jack’s gaze. "Yeah!" he murmured. He had forgotten what a sexy
bitch his wife was. He was beginning to appreciate Ellen more and more. His
experiences with other women were finally convincing him of how much he needed his
own sexy wife close by him. He had let his marriage lapse for a while. No more. He
had lots of energy he wanted to exchange with Ellen.
He smiled at his beautiful redheaded wife as he pulled his cock from Mona’s pussy.
They both heard the blonde groan in frustration. "Don’t worry, baby! I’m going to take
care of you!" His cock was well-lubricated. It slid easily up into Mona’s asshole the
minute Ellen pulled her finger free.
"Noooooo!" Mona wailed. "Not there! You’re hurting meeeeee! Ellen, make him stop!"
The sudden filling pain was fast sobering the blonde up. She was beginning to
understand the true nature of her situation. She had wronged her friend. She had
wronged her husband too, for that matter, though she had long denied Daniel’s rights
to herself. Now she was going to have to pay. Ellen wasn’t going to help her. Ellen
wanted to see her punished! "Oh my God-d-d!"
Slowly, Jack pulled his cock out until just the swollen head was still buried deep in
Mona’s tight-clenched asshole. Once again, he shoved it far inside. He began to
establish a deep-skewering rhythm that was hot, clutching, intensely stimulating. At last
he was reaping the lurid thrill he had hoped to experience with Dorie. Now he had a
woman pinioned beneath his throbbing prick who would never forget the filling
sensation of his cock in her asshole. He was punishing her for her depravity, and
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helping her explore a new forbidden channel of sensuality, all at the same time.
"It’s good, baby!" Jack grunted to his wife, who was watching attentively, starry-eyed
with arousal.
"Oh yeah, Jack baby! Your cock’s doing her so good! I wonder what it feels like in
there!" Ellen was beginning to get a vicarious thrill from watching her girl friend
squirming beneath her husband’s cock. Like Jack a few days ago, she knew nothing of
the depraved pleasures of buggery. Her interest was growing, however, with every
wiggle of Mona’s shapely white bum. "Give it to her, Jack! Look at her squirm!"
Ellen’s excited words wounded Mona like so many poisoned arrows. To hear her own
best friend, her tender lover, gloating over her debasement was more than she could
take. All the fight left Mona. She became a ragdoll, buffeted before the big man’s lusty
cock. Let it hurt, she thought. She didn’t care anymore.
As soon as she quit fighting the stiff prick in her asshole, a strange thing started to
happen to Mona. The pain started to fade. What replaced it was a new kind of
masochistic excitement. The longer and harder Jack screwed her, the more she wanted
it. She wanted to feel her ass reamed by his stiff prick. She wanted to cum from the
lewd cock up her ass.
"Yessssss! Fuck my ass, lover! Oh God, it feels good! It feels good, Ellen!" Though her
girl friend had dictated her fate, Mona wanted the redhead to be the first to know about
the intense new pleasure she had discovered.
"Shit! What a sweet hot asshole!" Jack could not believe the way the blonde was
suddenly responding to his punishing cock up her ass. Now that she was slamming her
ass back at him, urging him on, the pleasure for him became more tantalizing than
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ever. Her cunt had been good, hot and wet, but her ass was the true prize he savored. It
was tight and gripping, unsullied by the dog’s heavy dose of cum. "Whooeeee! Move it,
baby!"
Ellen too was incredulous at her lovely friend’s response. What had wracked the
blonde’s body with pain moments before was now driving her to wanton heights of
abandon. Her fine full tits were swaying beneath her torso. Her round womanly ass-
cheeks were thrusting back against the man’s loins with feverish haste. Ellen was
amazed at the changes a few days and a few heavy experiences had brought in her
pretty college chum. She could scarcely believe that this howling, wanton creature was
the same girl who’d been shy to show herself naked a few days before.
Ellen liked the new Mona. Her own pussy throbbed with lust as she watched her friend
writhing beneath her husband’s sodomizing cock. She stabbed two fingers deep into her
pussy as she leaned close to her girlfriend’s ass, marveling at the way her asshole was
taking that thick impalement.
"Wow, Mona, darling… you sure are swallowing him up tight! Feels good, eh, baby!
Hhhhnnnhhh!"
"Ohhhhhh, yesss, Ellen, yessssss!" Suddenly Mona’s face took on a surprised look. "My
God! I’m commmmmingg-g!" she wailed.
Ellen saw her chance. Her girlfriend had had her orgasm. Now she wanted to
experience a thick cock up in her ass. She kneeled next to Mona and wiggled her ass at
her husband. "Fuck me there now, Jack! Please, darling! Do it!"
His wife’s depraved eagerness stimulated Jack. He smiled wryly at the big dog who now
lay neglected by the fireplace. For two women who were so intrigued by dog-cock, they
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sure were hooked on his swollen human prick. He pulled his cock from Mona’s asshole
and nudged it deep into Ellen’s upturned sphincter.
It too, was tight and clinging. Ellen was just as much a virgin in there as Mona had
been. Though the man had been almost exhausted moments before, the lusty turn of
events made him stroke into his wife’s ass with the vigor of a young man, newly
refreshed.
Now it was Mona’s turn to watch her friend learn to adjust to the pain. Ellen didn’t
seem to have as much trouble appreciating the pleasure of the situation, probably
because she was so intensely aroused. Within moments she was squirming her ass
forcefully back at Jack’s loins. She heaved her buttocks back at him like a woman
possessed, wailing out her primitive joy.
Jack felt like a king among men. It was a turn-on beyond his wildest dreams to have
two women squirming beneath him in one afternoon, both behaving like
nymphomaniac love slaves. Both reveling in the perverse pleasures of taking his cock
deep into their ass.
The afternoon was a long one. The man and the two women achieved an intimacy that
was beyond words, beyond the strict ties of relationships. They were perfectly content
in one another’s company. It was as though they had finally achieved the sexual
paradise they had been striving for.
Ellen rocked her naked girl friend in her arms for a while, reaffirming the closeness of
their relationship.
"I’m so glad you came to visit us, Mona. You’ve been a good influence… on both of us.
Jack and I haven’t been this close in years. Have we, honey?"
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Jack scratched his head humorously. "It sure took me a long time to figure out I’ve got
my best lover right here at home. For a while there, I just had to have new women. I
thought Ellen was getting too old for me. But both you gals have got more energy than
any teenager I ever came across." Except maybe Dorie, he thought fondly. He wasn’t
going to turn over a completely new leaf. But he was going to make love to his wife
again, the way both of them wanted. Jet could be in on it too, any time she wanted him.
"You know, old Jet there is probably feeling neglected. You girl haven’t been paying
him much attention."
"Jet can’t beat a real man." Mona giggled and squeezed Jet’s flaccid cock.
"To tell you the truth, honey," Ellen told him, "I think I’ll have to be finding Jet a new
lady-dog friend. I have a feeling I won’t be having as much time for him as I used to."

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DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 11
He grinned down at her. Her fear made Mona look so young and vulnerable that he
was almost tempted to reach down and pat her on the hand. Almost, but not quite. He
wasn’t about to forget what he had just seen – Mona’s sweet round ass humping back
against the dog’s hard red cock. That fact alone qualified her to play with the big guys.
That, and his knowledge that she must be close to thirty, to have gone to college with
his wife.
"It looks like you’re having a good day, Mona." He spoke in an easy, friendly manner.
He wanted to see if she would come to him.
"Listen, Jack, I…" Mona’s mind was working furiously. Ellen’s husband’s arrival had
thrown a whole can of worms into a morning that had been otherwise splendid. She
didn’t know what would happen if Jack ever found out that his wife screwed Jet too.
She didn’t want to be responsible for the end of her friend’s marriage.
Even without that complication, it was bad enough that this attractive, self-confident
man should know what a pervert she was. The perversion turned her on in private, but
in public it was an unspeakable embarrassment to her.
To her surprise, Jack turned his back on her and headed back into the house. "Wait!
Wait a minute!" She stood up and smoothed down her dress. The wetness along her
thighs reminded her of the ecstasy she had experienced just moments ago. She blushed.
Jack had paused at the French doors. "Listen, Mona, you don’t have to explain anything
to me. I just live here." He couldn’t suppress a grin. "And, besides, Jet is old enough to
take care of himself. I’m not going to forbid him to bring his lady friends home."
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Mona hurried into the living room after him. He was pouring two drinks. He handed
her one in silence.
"Thanks." She sat on the sofa and stared at him. She felt like a scared schoolgirl,
waiting for the principal to chastise her. It had been a good many years since Mona had
known the fear of an imminent punishment. She didn’t doubt for an instant that she
deserved one.
Jack stood by the fireplace and sipped his Scotch. He looked at her from time to time.
His gaze was interested, curious. It conveyed no emotion. That made Mona nervous.
She didn’t know where she stood with the man. Her big brown eyes appealed to him
for quick and just punishment.
"Mona, I get the feeling you’re expecting me to react somehow to what I saw out
there… like you want me to say it’s all right, or not all right, or something. You’re a big
girl. Your pussy’s your own. I don’t have much to say about it, do I? Unless…"
He enjoyed the suspense in her face. "Unless what?"
"Nothing. Forget it."
Mona was beginning to understand he was playing with her. It confused and frightened
her. She didn’t know what he wanted, how she should react. She had totally lost her
bearings, and the Scotch she was gulping wasn’t helping to restore them. "I don’t want
you to think badly of me," she muttered.
"I don’t think badly of you. I think you’re a very beautiful, sexy woman. You’re Ellen’s
friend. That alone gives you a right to be in my house. You weren’t trying to shock me.
You weren’t expecting an audience for your little… indulgence."
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"No… I wasn’t."
The silence that ensued made Mona edgy. She thought about leaving the house. Out of
the question, she decided. Somehow, this situation had to be resolved first.
The fatigue that had plagued Jack all morning had disappeared. He was intrigued by
the lurid interchange he had discovered right in his own garden. He remembered how
much this woman turned him on. He had dismissed the attraction, realizing nothing
could come of it. Now, his cock throbbed at the prospect of making another conquest.
Despite her obscene hobby, this woman had class. He wanted her. He knew she was
more vulnerable right now than she would ever be. It was up to him to take advantage
of the situation.
"Now does Ellen feel about all this?" he asked. He had a hunch. Maybe Ellen hadn’t
taught this woman to fuck dogs. Maybe Mona had chosen a time when Ellen was out
precisely because she didn’t want her to know.
The look on her face told him he was right. "Don’t tell Ellen. Please don’t tell her. I…
I’ll tell her in my own good time. But I don’t want her to think…" She didn’t know how
much she could say. "I don’t want her to think badly of me."
"Okay, Mona. If that’s the way you feel about it."
She was surprised that he was being so reasonable. For a long moment, their eyes
locked. She could read open desire in his. Now she knew that watching her had turned
him on. He wanted her. She trembled. Women and dogs were one thing, but making
love to another man would be adultery.
Despite her rationalizations, the alcohol flowing fast through her blood was releasing
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Mona’s inhibitions. The naked lust she saw in Jack Banyon’s face was turning her on.
She was inexperienced enough to be flattered by his interest in her. And she was turned
on enough by her session with Jet to want to reciprocate.
She had one crumb to throw to her conscience – if she fucked Jack, he would be more
likely to keep his mouth shut. Ellen need never know that she had deceived her. That
would be one good exchange for the evil on her mind.
Thought Mona had said nothing, Jack knew what she was thinking about. No woman
with that kind of look, Jack knew, was getting too much interference from her
conscience.
Realizing that action was going to say a lot more than words, Jack set his drink down
and approached Mona. He fell to his knees in front of her. His hands began to rub her
thighs through her dress while his eyes flirted with hers. He could see that she was
susceptible to promises. His eyes were promising her a very good time.
"It’s meant to be," he told her softly. "There’s a special something between us. I knew it
the first minute I laid eyes on you. You’re one hell of an attractive woman, Mona. You
deserve to be treated well."
Boldly, his hands made their way up under her skirt and slid up over the hot, sticky
flesh of her thighs. The dog’s drying semen reminded Jack of the titillating scene he had
just witnessed. If Mona was anything like Dorie, she would be ready and willing for
more the minute he touched her clit. His finger delved into her bush and brushed over
her clitoris.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned. She closed her eyes, parted her thighs and slid forward a
little on the couch. She no longer even had to remind herself that this was something
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she had to do, to protect herself. Her body wanted it too much to indulge any longer in
the thin self-deception. "Ooohh, your hands are so gentle."
He found the moist furrow of her pussy and began to stroke it lightly. He could feel her
clitoris getting harder every time he touched it. The woman was like a tinderbox. Any
little spark would set her off. "Nice pussy, Mona, honey. I’m hot for it."
His lewd words made her gasp. She spread her thighs a little wider, giving him easier
access to her craving hole. Her head lolled back against the couch. She was completely
passive before him, receptive to his desires.
He grinned at her submissive pose. He had already seen this woman in action. He
knew she would be a writhing ball of fire once she got going. Wasting no time, he
pulled his cock from his pants. It was long and swollen, throbbing eagerly in his hand.
He guided the head toward the beckoning pink hole between her legs and shoved. At
once, his turgid member was immersed in pulsing hot cunt-flesh. "Uuuuhh!"
"Mmmmmm… yessssssss!" Her lips curved into a sultry smile. Her hips began to churn
subtly, easing her pussy down onto him, encouraging him to have his way with her.
"Do it to me, lover! I’m so hot inside! My pussy feels so nice!"
Mona felt free to be her most natural lusty self with this man. After all, she had no
secrets from him now. He already knew to what lengths she could go. She could
respond the way her primitive instincts told her to. That was what she wanted to do.
The blonde had not fucked a man since her initiations with Ellen and Jet. She felt she
had so much more to offer now. There was so much she wanted to receive too.
He grabbed her by her full lush ass-cheeks and pulled her to him, so she was perched
right on the very edge of the couch. He ground his cock into her in slow, filling,
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twisting strokes. Her eyes were wide open, gazing encouragingly into his. S he was like
a wild creature. Lust had robbed her of the sophisticated mask she had worn the first
night he met her. "God, your cunt’s tight!" he told her. "Hot too. Feels good, baby!"
The alcohol was soaring through her, warming her, making her feel good about what
she was doing. She was living for the moment, something she had never before
permitted herself to do. She was glad she had come out to visit Ellen. The experience
was freeing her from her most deep-rooted hang-ups. She was learning to face her own
sexuality. "Hhhnnhhhh! Feels good for me too! I love it!"
He watched the lusty contortions that made her face glow as he shoved his cock deep
into her clasping pussy time and again. It was a slow pace at first, but that made it no
less urgent.
After a while, they started to get restless. He shoved his cock harder and deeper into
her pussy. She ground down against him with abandoned glee. "More! I want more of
you!" she wailed.
Roughly, he turned her over so she was kneeling on the rug in front of him, her head
resting on the couch. Once again, he sank his cock into her cunt and began to screw
her. But this time the pace was frantic, with one hot urgent goal in mind.
"Yeah… oh, yeah!" Jack closed his eyes and threw his head back. It felt good to fuck…
fuck as hard as he could for as long as he wanted… until the hot jism was forced out of
him.
Cool as his manner had been with the woman earlier, he had felt a deep-rooted need to
fuck the daylights out of her, to make her his slave. He saw that it would be easy…
almost too easy to humiliate her, to make her suffer for her lewd abandon with the dog.
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That was no longer important to him. He wanted to make it good for both of them.
"I love fucking you, Mona. You’re one hell of a woman!"
"I love it, too. Do it! Screw me hard, lover!" Far from the belittling punishment she had
anticipated, her session with Jack was turning into the most captivating sensual
experience of her visit. It felt good to feel his masculinity overpowering her. She liked
the way his hands gripped her hips, the way his cock slammed hard into her pussy over
and over again, with a bestial abandon that made her shiver with delight.
Screwing a dog was an exciting experiment, but fucking a man was better.
"Jeez, I’m hot, Jack! My pussy’s blazing! You have such a nice cock!"
A week ago, the blonde housewife would have been ashamed to say these words to her
own husband, let alone another man. At last, she had found herself. She had learned
what sex was all about. Most of all, she had learned what was missing in her life. There
would be things to make up to Daniel, but she felt at the moment that the advantages
to her husband would far outweigh the betrayal. She had needed to be on her own to
discover herself. She had needed to be away from her husband to learn how to love
him.
Jack gripped the lush blonde’s hips for dear life. His cock was swelling to unbelievable
proportions. He was intensely excited. As it had turned out, his wild weekend had been
only a prelude to even wilder happenings at home. This woman could really fuck!
He could feel his cum surging from his balls. "I’ve got to come in you, baby! It’s too
good to hold on! Jeez!"
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"Jeez! Oh yesss! Me too! I’m coming, too!" She felt like a real woman now. She had
brought this well-experienced man to a point where he was totally unable to resist her.
At last, Mona Freeman knew exactly what her body was for!

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DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 10
Sunday, Ellen took Mona sightseeing. The blonde had visited the city just once before,
and she knew it only vaguely. Ellen, on the other hand, prided herself on her
knowledge of the city and its local history.
It was a good day. They had a picnic in the park, with Jet. All three of them were lively,
invigorated by the previous day’s experiences.
Mona had one recurring problem. Every time she watched Ellen stroking or playing
with the dog, she wanted to blush. She couldn’t forget the lurid scene she had witnessed
the previous evening… and every time she started thinking about it, her pussy grew wet
with forbidden curiosity. She was still trying to fathom the incredible facts: that Ellen
had loved screwing the dog; that Jet had buried his cock in her greedy cunt with
apparently limitless power and enthusiasm. She couldn’t help wondering how it might
feel.
by Monday morning, the speculation had grown to an obsession. She felt a little pang
of fear when Ellen told her of the morning’s plans.
"I have to go to the doctor today, darling. I’d almost forgotten. The drag is, I’ll probably
be gone all morning, he’s so busy. But I don’t dare cancel, or I’ll have to wait months
for another appointment. I’ll have to leave you on your own." The redhead kissed her
blonde girl friend tenderly on the mouth. "We’ll have to be more careful after tonight.
When Jack gets back, we’ll have to be good little girls, in front of him anyway."
Though her husband knew about her dog fetish, Ellen had no intention of letting him
know about her and Mona. She didn’t want him getting any fancy ideas. Mona was her
woman.
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Mona’s fear was based on mistrust of herself. She knew she wanted to try it with the
dog, but the thought of actually doing it was a heady one. His cock was so hard, so big.
Letting him stroke it into her cunt would be an irreversible decision. She felt
instinctively that she would never be the same again.
"Don’t worry about me, Ellen. I’ll be fine. I wouldn’t mind just sitting around the house
by myself for a few hours. I think I may still be suffering from jet lag."
The redhead looked anxious. "Are you sure you’re all right, darling? You look awfully
pale."
Mona forced herself to laugh. "Who wouldn’t be pale! I haven’t had this much
excitement in all my life! You’re a very demanding lover, Ellen… and I love it!"
They kissed a long, fond farewell at the door. Mona felt slightly like a traitor knowing
what she intended to do behind her friend’s back. She soothed herself with the memory
of what Ellen had done on Saturday night. This would just balance the books, so to
speak. Still, she made her parting a particularly tender one.
"Oh, Mona, you make it hard to leave. Even if it is only for a few hours."
Mona watched the big stationwagon pull out of the driveway. She pulled nervously on
her cigarette, her mind afire with the lewd scheme that had obsessed her thoughts for a
day and a half now. She went to the liquor cabinet and poured herself a stiff Scotch on
the rocks. She needed something to calm her down. Otherwise, she would never be able
to do what she planned.
Sipping on her drink, she went to the French doors that led out into the garden. It was
pleasantly warm outside and the grass looked inviting Jet came bounding out from his
favorite hiding place in the hedge and licked her hand. "Shall I sit with you for a while,
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big boy?" In her nervousness, she didn’t even dare admit to the dog what her real
intentions were.
The tall hedge that surrounded the garden protected it from prying eyes. Once she
realized she was truly alone with Jet, once the alcohol had a chance to take effect, she
began to relax a little. She became less self-conscious as her curiosity once again won
the upper hand. She sprawled on the grass next to Jet and finished the last of her drink.
Reaching for the big animal, she began to ruffle his fur, to wrestle with him in childlike
abandon. Her dress pulled up high on her thighs. A slight breeze washed over her clit.
She wore no panties.
"Oooooohhh, Jet darling… isn’t this fun?" She giggled as Jet began to lick her face, neck
and hands with fervent energy. "Oh Je… Jet, that tickles! Stop! Stop!" The more he
licked her, the more aroused she became. She was aware that her dress had worked up
all the way to her hips, but she made no move to cover the light brown furry triangle of
her pussy.
At last, what she was hoping for happened. Jet found her fragrant, hot thatch and
began to nose roughly in between her thighs. His cold nose stabbed suddenly against
her clitoris. "Ooooohh… oh my God!" The immediate pleasurable shock made her pull
her breath in sharply.
The dog extended his tongue and tried to lick over her whole hair-fringed slit. Mona
hesitated only a moment, then she spread her thighs wide, to give him access to her
pulsing furrow. Jet wasted no time in pursuing his advantage. Like a passionate lover,
he began to lick her twat with abandon. Mona lay back on the grass, closed her eyes,
and moaned with the titillating excitement of being aroused by a dog’s tongue. "Feels
good, Jet darling… mmmmmm!"
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As though encouraged by the woman’s lewd cries, the dog grew more frantic in his
lapping. His tongue caught from time to time in her hot pussy-hole, then in her
sphincter. The obscene prods made Mona thrust her hips upward, searching out more
dog-tonguing.
Almost effortlessly, the shapely blonde had abandoned herself to the world of self-
abandonment. She was getting an intense thrill from rolling wantonly beneath an
animal’s attentive tongue. Her clitoris was throbbing. She didn’t let herself think about
the irony that she was permitting to a dog and a woman lover what she had denied her
own husband for so long.
Tantalizing as it was to feel the dog’s tongue on her pussy, Mona could not forget the
real thing… could not forget the lewd picture of Ellen taking the dog’s cock deep into
her pussy.
A trifle shyly, the blonde gazed around at the dog’s loins. "Oh my gosh!" she breathed.
It had happened. Jet had a big hard-on! He was ready to fuck! Motivated by a surging
gut-level urge, Mona turned over onto her hands and knees and waved her ass in the
air. She held her breath to see if Jet would take the bait. He began to lick her once
again, this time giving more attention to her asshole. But he did not try to mount her.
Mona did not know that it was up to her to encourage him to wrap his forelegs around
her hips and fill her cunt with his tapered red cock.
His tongue on her asshole felt delicious, and she was content to groan under this
attention for a while. But then her need grew too strong. She wanted to do it. She had
to do it now… before she lost her nerve.
The words almost caught in her throat, but she managed to spit them out. "Please, Je…
climb up on me! I want you to do it to me!" She patted her ass suggestively. "Up, boy,
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up!"
That was all that Jet had been waiting for. He mounted the kneeling woman and began
to rut forward. The tapered tip of his cock sought out the wet pink hole before it. One,
two, three times it missed its mark. Then the long hard dog-cock soared deep into the
woman’s pussy.
"Aaaaaaaaaiiieeeeeee!" Wave after rippling wave of stone-hard prick made the blonde
cry out with pain. She tried to crawl away from the humping animal, whose cock was
impaling her with fierce regularity, not giving her a moment’s breathing space. Jet held
her fast. She was not going to get away from him now.
"Stop! Please stop, Jet!" she cried. Though Mona knew it was futile to try to appeal to a
dumb animal through pity, Mona kept wailing out her protests. Jet kept on fucking.
Low growls bubbled from his throat. Out of fear, Mona quit struggling so hard. She
feared an attack if she tried to escape his savage thrusts.
The mercilessly pinioned woman wanted to weep in frustration. She couldn’t
understand how something that had given her girl friend so much pleasure the other
night could be giving her so much pain. From the groans and whimpers and looks of
rapture on Ellen’s face, Mona had expected that hard prick of Jet’s to turn into pure
pleasure up inside her. Instead her pussy was throbbing with discomfort. It was being
stretched farther, rubbed more recklessly than ever before.
Feeling more helpless and ashamed than she ever had in her life, Mona shut her eyes
and tried to block out the agony. She had one consolation. It couldn’t last forever.
For what seemed like eternity to the quivering girl, the dog kept thrusting his stiff
cudgel deep into her twat, forcing his pain upon her. Then gradually, another kind of
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sensation began to impress itself upon Mona’s senses.
It was beginning to feel good!
Timidly, she began to thrust her hips back a little, to further ease the discomfort. The
action provoked a blazing jolt of pleasure deep in her belly. As the pain receded quickly
from her mind, it was replaced by an almost overwhelming masochistic excitement. She
began to understand what it was that was driving Ellen the other night. It was the lurid
knowledge that she was doing something totally perverted for her own pleasure, to get
it off. The urgency of the salacious lust-pangs made Mona’s liquor-fogged mind reel.
"Oooooohhh! Do it to meeee! Fuck meeeeee!" Her own abandoned cries further
stimulated Mona’s depraved lust-sensations. She was so hot for dog-cock that she was
pleading for it like a common whore. It was intensely satisfying to be raunchy at this
primitive level. "Do it to me, Jet darling!"
They made a strange picture in the garden, the animal and his human lover writhing
together in forgetful bliss under the warm rays of the late-morning sun. The animal’s
dark paws clutched the white moons of Mona’s ass with feverish vigor. His face wore a
dazed look as his red cock invaded her cunt again and again and again. The woman’s
face was just as much a lust-contorted mask. Her mouth gaped open as she squirmed
against the shepherd’s loins, encouraging him to fuck her harder, deeper.
***
After his tired weekend, and the long drive back from the hunting lodge, Jack Banyon
was too exhausted to make much headway at his office. He decided to call it quits and
take the day off. Tomorrow, refreshed, he would be able to make up for lost time.
He was relieved to see that his wife’s stationwagon was not in the driveway when he
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arrived. He wanted some time to himself, to sort out the memories of his wild weekend.
He was still vaguely disturbed by what he and his friends had done with the girl, for it
had uncovered gut feelings in him that he hadn’t known he possessed. They were a
little frightening.
As soon as he entered the living room, he could hear a woman’s voice. It took him a
while to realize it was coming from the garden. He walked over to the French doors
and peeked through just as the voice exclaimed, "Do it to me, Jet darling."
Jack’s eyes grew wide, his mouth dropped open. It seemed there was no end to the
depravity of women. Now here was another one, screwing a dog.
It took a few moments for him to realize that the woman was Mona Freeman. Her
absorbed lust had worked a big change in Mona. She had struck Jack before as shy,
aloof, self-possessed. Now she looked like a bedlam inmate. Her eyes were glazed with
lust. Her lips quivered with her appreciative whimpers praising the dog’s talented
stroking.
"Aaaaahhhhh… oooohhhhh!"
Jack wondered if Mona had been taking lessons from Ellen. He even imagined they
might have discovered the perversion in college together, and had been indulging ever
since. He was ready to believe anything.
Until now, he had been able to keep Ellen’s indulgence stored away as a cold fact. Now
that he had actually seen three women screwing dogs, he was having to think about
how he felt about it. He realized it turned him on, intensely. But the turn-on included a
fiery, suppressed anger.
He couldn’t understand how women could turn into such shameless cunts!
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While he watched, the coupling between blonde and beast became more frantic. Mona
thrust her shapely ass hard back against the dog’s loins. He drove into her with eager
speed and intensity. Jack was familiar enough with the scene now to know exactly what
was happening.
"Oh, darling… I’m commmmmingg-g!" Her face wore a sultry smile as she humped
back against the dog, releasing herself from the hot pressure that had been seething in
her loins. She could tell the dog was coming too. The knowledge gave her an added
thrill. Her depraved fantasy was complete.
The dog hadn’t even pulled out of her when she saw feet approaching. Fearfully, she
followed them up to Jack Banyon’s face.
"Jee-zuz!" she muttered.

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DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 9
"My turn!" Jack growled. While the other men lay in the grass panting in exhaustion,
Jack turned the girl over onto her stomach and helped her raise herself on hands and
knees. She was weak as a kitten. Her face wore a dazed smile. She was thoroughly
absorbed in her erotic fantasy. Jack wasn’t even sure if he caught recognition in her eyes
the one time she looked at him.
As soon as she was kneeling on the disheveled blanket, she began to churn her ass back
at him. Despite the telltale cum that dribbled down her white thighs, she obviously had
not had enough. "Fuck me!" Her words were almost incoherent. "Please, fuck me!"
"Don’t you worry about a thing, baby! I’m going to take good care of you!" Jack could
feel the almost uncomfortable intensity of his lust rising in his loins. He wanted to get
it off, and he wanted to get it off hard. He wanted to give this wanton young
chambermaid a screwing that would live in her mind forever… or at least through the
next season of her erotic escapades.
Preparations were needless. He guided his stiff prick to her cunt-hole and shoved. His
aching cock was immediately enveloped in wet clinging warmth. He grunted out his
appreciation. He grinned at his two friends, who were watching his activities closely.
Their fatigue showed in their faces, but so did a returning glimmer of excitement.
"Sweet pussy!" Jack grunted. Then he ignored his friends.
He shoved his cock into her well-lubricated cunt several times in rapid succession.
Then, quickly and unexpectedly, he pulled his cock from her pussy and prodded it
against her clenched asshole. Not expecting this assault, her sphincter was relaxed. His
cock slid easily up inside.
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"Aaaaiiieee!" she wailed. "What are you doing to me?! Goddamn! Not my ass!" Despite
her protests, her buttocks continued to grind salaciously backward. It was as though she
still enjoyed playing the part of a ravished virgin while her greedy body kept pleading
for more. Jack realized the blonde was no virgin here either. Only now, was he
beginning to realize the sexual capacity of this amazing girl.
Jack’s two friends were watching the perverted ass fucking with unabashed enthusiasm.
They leaned closer, to get a better look at Jack’s swollen cock invading the tight tiny
asshole. Each man wished he had thought of it first. Butch already had another
erection.
If Dorie was no virgin to buggery, Jack was. He had often entertained the fantasy of
reaming a pretty little pink asshole, but he had never found the right opportunity.
Dorie seemed the perfect one to perpetrate his lewd scheme on. Once he had gotten
over his disappointment that he was giving her no surprise, he grew to appreciate her
cooperation.
Her asshole clasped his cock tighter than any pussy, virgin or not, ever had. The way
Dorie was squirming her ass in the air sent delicious thrills through his throbbing
member. He drew slowly out of her until only the very tip of his cock was still
immersed in ass-flesh. Then he sank slowly back in. Gradually he increased his pace,
until he was experiencing a steady flow of hot, unbelievable pleasure. "Shit, it’s good!
Dorie baby, you’ve got one sensational little asshole! It’s really doing your big daddy’s
cock good!"
"Ooooohhh… do it to meeeeee! I love it in the asshole! It always feels just one size big…
so filling! Fuck! Do it! Screw my asshole hard, baby!"
Jack wondered if she even knew who it was that was doing this to her. She was like a
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fucking machine, eager for all she could get, but unparticular about where it came from.
She’d had three cocks so far this afternoon, and each one had received the same eager
reception as the one before. "You’re an incredible little cunt, Dorie! I’ve never met a
woman as greedy as you are! Turns me on, baby!"
He became totally absorbed in his obscene task, so it was as if nothing existed but him
and the girl, kneeling on the blanket in the woods, engaged in this primitive, bestial
coupling. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the tight, compelling sensations in his
prick. His face wore a crazy excited grin. He was sure his cock had never been this
hard.
"Oooooohhhh! God-d-d-d!" Her voice had become distorted. It was shrill, wild… like
that of some kind of haunting banshee. Her shapely ass-cheeks lurched back at him
with feverish regularity.
As he felt the urge growing more irresistible in his balls, Jack increased the speed of his
sodomistic impalements. There was nothing but the clutching, hypnotizing squeeze on
his cock. He was doing her good, stretching her asshole to sweet perfection. "Uh, Jee-
zuz… I’m coming!" he grunted suddenly. It was simple as that. His cock swelled and
exploded, filling her with his roiling cum.
When he pulled away from her, she was still churning her ass-cheeks back anxiously.
"More! I want more!" she moaned. Her excitement was so intense now, she knew no
limits. She just wanted to keep on going.
Butch took hold of his growing cock-shaft and tried to crawl in behind her. "I’d like to
try that sweet asshole myself!"
But Jack mustered the strength to hold him back. "Let’s not be greedy," he said.
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"There’s someone here who hasn’t had his chance."
Sam got Jack’s meaning right away. He went over and untied the dog, led the big setter
back to the still-kneeling, still-squirming girl. "Yeah…" His eyes were almost bugging
from his sockets. "Let’s let Big Red here have his chance. Shit! I’ve got to see this!"
Butch’s momentary disappointment faded as he began to entertain the lurid fantasy of
watching a woman screw a dog. "Yeah! Let’s make her fuck the dog!"
Jack grinned. "You don’t have to make her, buddy. She’s hot for it!" All three men
watched eagerly as the big red dog began to nose the wet slit between the woman’s
quivering buttocks. He sniffed curiously for a few seconds, then his long rough tongue
licked hungrily up over her asshole. Jack’s cum was still leaking out, but the dog made
short work of it.
"God, look at her squirm!" Sam was intensely stimulated by the obscene picture. His
eyes remained glued to her undulating buttocks while his hand played absently with his
cock.
Butch was at least as turned on as his friend. His erection had reached full hardness
once again. "Jee-zuz, what a whore! This woman could make money in the city! Hell,
men… we’re getting it all for free!"
Sam laughed. It was a high-pitched nervous laugh. His mind was on other things. "Shit,
Butch. You’re the cheapest bastard I know. I wouldn’t have missed this at any price."
Though he said nothing, Jack was as appreciative as his friends of the tantalizing
situation before them. Just last night, he had watched Dorie with the dog. But she
hadn’t just brought three men to orgasm then. This was a real, intense orgy. Nothing
that had ever happened to him in his life matched it for excitement.
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"Ooooohhh, I need cock!" Dorie complained. She was no longer in the mood for
playing. She had been fired to red-hot intensity by the three men’s cocks. A rough dog’s
tongue on her asshole wasn’t going to do it for her. She had to have more cock!
She reached back blindly in search for the animal’s prick. It hadn’t taken long for Red
to get an erection. He had been half-erect before he sniffed Dorie.
Squealing with delight when her groping fingertips found the animal’s penis, she
guided the tip awkwardly toward her cunt-hole. The dog followed her lead easily. He
sank his prick deep in her wet pussy and began to hump her.
Though Jack was a little more jaded now in the ways of woman and dog, Sam and
Butch were going half out of their minds with excitement. Neither of them could
believe the perverted spectacle before them.
"She’s fucking him, Sam! Look at that! The goddamned bitch is actually fucking a dog!
Wow-eee! Move it, baby!"
"Yeah, shi… look at the size of that red dog-prick, will you! Jack, you really found us a
hot one, buddy!"
His own prick was throbbing with lust, but Jack couldn’t suppress a little snicker of
amusement. He watched with interest as his two hunting buddies stroked their cocks
with heated urgency, mere inches from the impaled girl’s back.
"Aaaaaiiiieeeee!" Dorie was wailing like a madwoman, totally oblivious to everything
but the hard cock up inside her cunt. "Oh man, I love fucking! I love it!"
The men stroked their own cocks while their eyes bugged with lust from watching the
blonde. She rocked her buttocks back at the tireless dog’s loins with rhythmic abandon.
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Her pace increased by perceptible degrees as the level of her abandon grew more and
more intense. "Ooooohhh! It’s so good in meeeeeee!"
Her shapely ass-cheeks squirmed up against the dog’s furry loins. It was a lewd
contras… white smooth human flesh and long red dog fur.
Dorie was completely beside herself with passion. For a long time now, she had paid
little attention to whose cock she was dealing with. All that was important to her was
the simple fact that she was getting all the cock she wanted. One after another, they
were mounting her and filling her with the thick juices of their manly vigor. She had
never felt so deliciously fulfilled as a woman. Her life bored her. The one thing that was
never boring was sex. She needed lots of it to stay interested.
She could feel herself building up to another climax. The compelling tingling in her
belly told her that this would be the one that would knock her out. For a while, she
would be sated… until the next time she seduced one of the lounge’s clients and
initiated another orgiastic adventure.
Jack watched her let go. She was like an animal, howling out her release. "I’m
commmmmmingg-gg!" The look of sheer depraved pleasure on her face was
frightening.
by the way the animal was lurching against her, Jack could tell that h was coming too.
And his two friends were squirting their second loads onto her writhing, sweat-sheened
back.
After that lewd act, everyone was ready for a rest. They dozed on the blanket for a
while. At last, the approach of dusk forced them to think of leaving.
"Dorie, you’re some girl!" Sam fondled her tits lewdly as she struggled into her shirt.
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"You can come hunting with me anytime."
"Yeah, thanks."
For the first time, Jack could see in her eyes the contempt she had for his two friends.
He wondered if she felt the same way about him, when he wasn’t screwing her. He
reasoned that that might be the only way she could deal with being the way she was.
Jack knew two things for sure. One, he was going to make sure each of them left Dorie
fifty dollars. Second, he was going to be damned glad to get back to the city.
Jack could only take so much of the primitive glories of going back to nature.

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