The Hungry Pet Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Laura was nothing short of drunk when she removed her thinly veiled robe and stretched out across the bed naked, her long raven hair still in unbrushed dishelvement, just as Kevin had left her. She had not
eaten, only drank more and more of the Scotch concoctions hoping to soothe the unbearable anguish his angered walk-out had caused. But the liquor had reacted in opposites, making her think and remember all of the beautiful things about him more vividly ... including the commanding way he had forcefully taken her that very afternoon, until she was passionately longing for him in a shameless, almost sinful arousal she would never have believed possible.

Off and on, she would cry again, and once she dozed into a fitful sleep, only to awaken and find it all very real ... Kevin was gone ... and the bruised, hair-fringed vaginal lips between her thighs were
filled with a tingling flush as was the moist, still sperm-filled little channel they protected. God, how she wished he were there with her at that very moment so that she could take his wonderful long, thick cock in her hands and love it for him ... then guide it back into the hungering, wet mouth of her excitedly awakened pussy where it belonged! He'd finally realize then how much she really loved and
needed him!

Oh, Kevin darling, please come back to me ... please ...? the nakedly infused young wife inwardly pleaded in heart-aching desire. She rolled onto her back, slithering around in the bed until her head rested on a pillow, the swaying movements of her white full breasts sensuously catching her eye and adding to her tormentive stimulation. The irresistible urge to feel and caress them was more than Laura could deny as she sensuously smoothed her small hands over the soft resilience of their lush fullness, finding their tiny nipples to quickly tweak them into cherry-like hardness. Her breathing increased
as she brushed her hands down over her waist and hips, inward toward the base of her belly to the erogenous mound of silky, hair-shadowed cuntal flesh. She pressured tauntingly, her slender fingers extended, the hint of her pink vaginal slit in the soft lighting momentarily captivating her.

Oh God ...! She had never fingered herself, not even as a girl, it had been such a disgraceful act ... but at that moment with the inciting wave of self-lust washing through her, she knew that she was going to
...!

Stranger had unintentionally wandered into the yard, emerging from the woods and seeing the soft light glowing beyond the opened doors of the verandah. The hurt inside him was beyond anything he had ever experienced and he had ran off as if to escape it, but it was still with him as he easily leaped over the small railing and peered through the open door. His keen hearing immediately picked up the sibilant vibrations of heavy human breathing ... of an occasional sigh and the whimper of what he suspected to be a female human.

Silently moving inward several steps, he saw her on the bed in her spread-thighed position. Her small hand worked in a teasing circular motion between her crab-like spread legs, and little human gasps
continuously filled the room. He watched her smooth feminine buttocks rise from the bed to meet her rhythmically working middle finger, and something familiar clicked inside him while the hurt he had felt no longer seemed so painful. Something warm flowed through him at the sight of her curvaceous young body and what she was doing, and he sensed his own canine loins lustfully quiver ...

Laura saw him then ... saw the massive brute moving into the room to stand near the foot of the bed, and her hand froze in its lewd position between her open thighs, as did all of her while she stared in
disbelief at his blood-stopping intrusion! His rounded eyes were like two limpid pools of brownish wonder in his huge head, not really frightening, yet ... yet, the massiveness of him ...! For a moment,
Laura was tempted to scream! Was he a wolf, or ... or wild and vicious? She swallowed tightly, raising her head to stare at him just as he leaped up onto the bed, and then it was too late to cry out because she couldn't! The effort had choked in her throat!

Stranger read her fear and whimpered, simultaneously wagging his head and tail in friendship. Fiery blood continued to pound through his powerful body. He slowly moved up toward her face, seeing her dropping her head back onto the pillow, her pretty eyes wide and gaping. He backed away several steps then, as if to reassure her, and her expression seemed to soften into a wonderment, while he unceasingly surveyed her. Abruptly, he leaned down to lick out with his hot, wet tongue against the smooth, naked flesh of her white skinned belly!

Laura felt the seething sensation of his almost abrasive animal-tongue to the very depths of her loins, watching with saucered eyes and unmoving as his burning, wet coral tongue licked breath-takingly over her nerve-tautened belly!

Again and again, he did it, the searing spread length of its pink, fleshy thickness broadened lavenly against the sensitive skin of her sucked-in belly, causing tremoring impulses which seemed to leave her
chokingly helpless!

It was even a struggle to raise her head again to look down at him, her gasping breaths making her breasts rise and fall, their erect fullness half-hiding her view as she strained to see his long, hot tongue
actually licking upward over the quivering smoothness of her stomach! Higher and higher he moved, until he was finally tongue-lapping the rounded, full undersides of her fearfully trembling breasts, ever-
creeping upward over them toward their tiny, marble-hardened nipples!

Spellbound, Laura couldn't hold back the gasping moan escaping her lips when his feverish tongue tip actually reached them, wetly grazing the sensitively ripened buds over and over to send maddeningly aroused spasms spiraling through her nakedly exposed body! Oh ... oh God ...! What was happening to her? She must be losing her mind! The liquor had numbed her normal thinking apparatus! The brute could and well might rip her to pieces if the notion took him! But ... but she hardly dare scream and frighten him into a rage ... and ... and he was such a handsome animal ... anything but ferocious ... God, yes, anything but ferocious ...!

In fact, she could hardly think with the rising heat his hotly licking tongue working damply over the naked mounds of her breasts was fanning inside her! She heard his deep throated whimper, her widened eyes fixed on his almost loving performance ... and then, abruptly he was backing
down on the bed, stepping over between her still widespread legs! Once more, the young wife's breath caught in her throat as she raised her head to watch him poise there, his nose between her open thighs! To her stunned amazement, it slowly lowered, his hot animal breaths taunting the wispy dark curls there! His wet nose coolly brushed against the soft warm flesh of her inner thigh . . and then, the feverish lips of her vaginal crevice! She heard his little growl as he seemed to sniff her female excitement, his obscene investigation of her exposed loins immediately stirring an impulsive wantonness inside her! She thought of Kevin and the way he had licked her there earlier in the day, those heavenly sensations his probing tongue had brought her very much alive in her alcohol keyed-up mind. God ... would this beautiful animal do it for her too ...?

Suddenly, Laura felt his damp nose moving down below her vaginal curls and rubbing wetly against the tiny puckered ring of her anus, the lewd act very much surprising her. She lurched reflexively, gasping as his hot, liquid tongue snaked out to wormingly lick up and down the smooth vale surrounding her now tightly clenched little anal mouth, the tip burrowing teasingly up into its roundly ovalled lips!

Oh ... ooohhh ...!

That she was not even trying to resist the huge dog's luridly lewd exploration between her tensely spread legs and buttocks struck Laura with a disbelief which she had no intentions of trying to understand. It was almost as if she were a Doctor Jeykll and Mrs. Hyde, with the latter watching in stunned disbelief the obscene performance of the other! She watched the animal lower his head again and felt his wet, seething tongue beginning to lick at the narrow pink slit between her openly spread thighs. She trembled and groaned in a building mindlessness as he fluidly drew it upward over the full length of her widely splaying pussy. "Uunnnggg...!" she moaned to the lewd sensations stabbing inward and reaching deep into the nerve centers of her feverishly fluttering belly.

Again he did it, this time in a manner Kevin hadn't even remotely approached! His long, thick animal-tongue spread through her softly yielding cunt lips like a gentle whip! And it didn't stop, but
continued to relentlessly spread and lick at the sensitively exposed flesh, at last pausing to flick out in an invading curl far up into her incitedly moistened vagina! The impassioned girl could only gasp and
spasm convulsively, writhing in uncontrollable bodily contortions to the wild, oral loving ... and he didn't stop ... just as she prayed that he wouldn't!

At that intensively, breath-taking moment, Laura in her lewdly exposed nakedness was only certain of the obscene sensuous delight his fire-filled licking was sending flickering through her helplessly tremoring body. Her whimpers audibly increased, while her liquor-glazed mind slipped deeper into an enchanted oblivion that she wanted only to give herself to! Incessantly, his wonderful, pleasure-bringing tongue stroked and bathed her lewdly wanting loins.

How long it went on, Laura in her erotic intoxication could never have said ... only that it did, the heavenly searing tongue licking hypnotically through and over her liquid, desire-inflamed cuntal flesh
until she was moaning and squirming her whole naked body almost frenziedly beneath it!

"Ooohhh ... ooohhh ...!" she throatily murmured as he flicked the full mesmerizing length of it in a heated, lust-keening coil up into the clutching little mouth of her smoldering vaginal channel. "Ooohhh ... yes... yes ... do it for me, lover! M-Make me cum ... please, darling ...? Lick me more ... lick me ...!"

Laura knew well what she was saying even though her lustful passion had pyramided to mindless intensity, and she reached down to gently grasp his huge head, drawing it tighter into her as with an animalish little groan of her own, she drew her knees up all the way back to her passion
swollen breasts, pulling his long canine nose even tighter down into her wetly throbbing vagina!

Stranger's eager tongue flicked up the hotly clasping passage like a fire-brand, his own feral whines blending with hers as he lovingly licked and swirled into the glistening pink flesh between her eagerly
spread thighs and buttocks.

" Uunnhhh ... yessss ... you beautiful darling! Lick it! Lick my cunt, lover!" Laura pleaded in unknown salacity, undulating her opened, obscenely presented loins and trembling round buttocks lasciviously up against his brain-shattering tongue.

Stranger smelled as well as tasted the exotic raciness of her human, female passion, the distinct aromatic flavor spurring his basic animal drive higher and higher. But even his keen instincts could not advise
him what was happening within the confines of his powerful body. Only that the growing desperate need to be satisfied mattered as he felt the rising heaviness of his own hungering animal loins.

Laura actually whined out when his magnificent hot tongue suddenly deserted her shamelessly offered vaginal opening, and she quickly raised her head to see the handsome dog backing off several steps.
"Ohhh ... oh, baby, what is it?" she almost desperately questioned to his sudden, entreating whine. "Please, lover ... don't leave your Laura now! What ...? What is it you want ...?"

In little short of lustful panic, the young wife watched him move to her side, stepping from between her legs, then nosing against her soft hip in a gesture that she suddenly found herself understanding! God! He wanted her to turn over onto her stomach! Emphatically, he nudged her once more, the deep sounds coming from his broad chest almost frightening her!

Laura did it because she wanted to, totally swept up and intoxicated in a newly revealed world of utter and abandoned sexual joy she had never believed existed! And moreover, she didn't want to injure or destroy the unbelievable liaison which insanely bound them at this particular moment. She lowered her long, white legs and rolled over onto her stomach, wondering what forbidden delight could possibly happen next! She spread her thighs wide again, sensing that he wanted this as did she, breathlessly picturing her naked, white curves in her liquored mind's eye. She lay perfectly still, sensing his panting hot breaths against the naked mounds of her partially raised buttocks. Then, she again joyfully felt the lewd, forbidden delight of his thick wet tongue slithering into the smooth white crevice separating them!

Laura's moans were beyond all control, sensations of admitted lasciviousness charging ever stronger through her simmering cunt and belly. The obscene desire to reach behind herself with her small hands
and lewdly spread the lush cheeks of her ass open, offering him blind access to her tiny, palpitating anus was as intense as the boiling inferno raging at the heart of her hungering loins! She felt his
loving, hot tongue wetly caressing and splaying open the ragged, hair-fringed lips of her inflamed pussy, then licking the insanely flushed folds on its forbidden way toward the baby-like mouth of her now defenselessly exposed rectum!

Ooohhh ... ooohhh God ... she was about to lose her wits entirely, Laura thought! She would ... absolutely would! It was all beyond anything she had ever conjured in her sexual pure brain ... but then, she lost her thoughts, for her animal-lover was suddenly nuzzling beneath her pelvis and lifting her to a kneeling position, his animalistic desire as clear to her as if he had whisperingly hissed it into her ear! She did, obediently raising up, elevating her widespread buttocks as she had for her own husband, Kevin, such a short time before! She actually knelt slave-like before the huge dog, and in
complete, wanting passion!

God! Would he ...?

Then, as if in answering love, Stranger drew his thick, splaying tongue up through the full length of her wet, fire-filled cuntal crevice, and Laura gasped out her erotic delight. She eagerly tried to spread her
knees even further to open the throbbing wet pussy slit between her trembling thighs wider to him. His long, spiraling animal-tongue lunged out with a hungry possessiveness, sweeping hotly through the wet inner flesh and flicking hotly at the greedily clasping mouth of her vagina. He was consciously inflaming her upraised loins to greater heat before he chose a new anticipated position!

She tensed as the powerful dog's furry, muscular body crowded hotly in behind her nakedly trembling buttocks, suddenly aware that he was rising up on his hind legs and his strong forelegs were grasping at her upthrusting hips! God ... he was actually mounting her, Laura thought wildly, twisting her head to look back ... and ... and he was! Ooohhh! He intended to ... to f-fuck her ... just as though she were a bitch animal of his own kind!

The young wife's desire-confused brain whirled with the absolute luridness of the thought, trembling in her white nakedness to the overwhelming sensations his lashing dog-tongue had set blazing in her
passion-incited loins. Then, her glazed eyes saw the reflection of their lewdly locked position in her dressing table mirror and she groaned in helpless passion at the licentiously provocative sight. The
beastial obscenity of the massive German shepherd astraddle the spread white moons of her smoothly ovalled buttocks sent an unbelievable jolt of lasciviously burning lust whipping through her nakedly quivering body.

Then, she gaped in breath-taking awe at the sight of his wetly glistening cock emerging from its long sheath, scarlet and hard, the tapered end slipping and dancing as it moved forward to probe the damp,
pink crevice of her insanely aroused cunt. She felt his strong canine body jerk back against the softly giving flesh of her buttocks, saw the huge thick length of hardness trying to penetrate the thin vertical
mouth of her vulnerably upturned vagina!

He whimpered loudly, his forepaws locking tightly around the smooth white curves of her naked hips as he thrust forward on his hind legs, desperately trying to bury the sleek, throbbing rod of flesh up inside her cunt from behind!

Laura saw it all in the mirror, and with a deep throated moan of moral surrender suddenly shifted her head and ground her now hungrily tremoring buttocks back at it in an attempt to capture the heavily
lengthening hardness, the feverishly impassioned tension inside her reaching near the unbearable point! Ooohhh ... she wanted it ... had to have his long, thick animal-cock inside her ragingly hungering cunt!
God yes, she had to have it fucking up into her eagerly thirsting belly before she went mad with her newborn desire! Nothing else mattered!

She reached down and back between her widely spread thighs, grasping the slippery animal-cock to part her silky-soft, pubic hair with the tip and guide its pulsating head to the mouth of her hotly waiting
vaginal hole! Immediately, the brute humped forward, bursting it from her grip as he speared her defenseless young cuntal channel open wider and wider, sending the long spear of thickly hardened animal-cock deep up into the hungrily squirming hole between her thighs!

Laura gaped at the mirror in bulging-eyed fascination as the burning, scarlet rod of stiffened dog cock slithered upward into her with a wet, fierce lunge, burying itself all the way up to the hilt in her
painfully stretched vaginal passage. The animal's heavy sperm-bloated balls swung wildly down to smack noisily against the flatly curling softness beneath her raven pussy-hair.

It was seconds later before the intensive pressuring sensations of impalement exploded through her young loins and she grunted out her choking gasp! "Oh ... Oh Goddd!" she cried, her wide dark-eyes gaping unseeingly as her wildly panting animal-lover began to excitedly fuck with rhythmic lunges up into her slavishly kneeling body from behind. Her head jarring from his every savage, breast-rippling thrust, Laura tried to concentrate on the long, scarlet length of hardness pistoning into her as she began to move in tempo backwards to meet his powerful, breath-taking strokes! Unprecedented sensations of base-lust filled her impulsively slaving body as she thrust backward onto the ever thickening cock skewering deeper and deeper into her feverishly tremoring belly from behind. Furiously, his savage muscular body battered and thudded resoundingly against her eagerly yielding, ass-cheeks, his painfully huge cock a relentless shaft of glistening, pleasureful joy sinking to its full length deep up into her sensuously filled belly! With uncontrollable whimpering mewls, the young wife rotated her desperately working buttocks back at him with an obscene frenzy, grinding her hotly clinging cunt walls back over the full length of his heavily hardened animal flesh with a masochistic cry of wanton passion.

The blissful signal of ecstatic delight was telegraphed through her lust-inflamed young body then, the distinct beacon of coming erotic fulfillment she had known for the first time that very afternoon! It
spiraled through her seething loins like the tingling pricks of a million warning needles, and gnawed at the base of her quivering belly with the wild sexual promise of its coming joyful release. She whimpered loudly to the jagged edges of her mounting sensual rapture, gaping at the mirror to see the powerful dog's thick wet cock vanishing like a telephone pole up between the soft whiteness of her own roundly absorbing buttocks, his furious fucking of her tempoed to jerky, ever-quickening animal lunges! She caught sight of her own pink cuntal flesh wetly clinging to his huge hardness when he pulled out of her, then disappearing back up inside again with his every thrusting charge, his
heavy cum-laden balls smacking solidly below against the wide-split lips of her hotly searing pussy ...!

The Hungry Pet Chapter 6

Chapter 6

A sparkling ceiling of stars marred only by occasional clouds hung above Eve Novack as the shapely ex-starlet leisurely reclined in a flowing black see-through negligee on her private bedroom suite
verandah. She faced the subdued lighting of the elaborate, heart-shaped pool and luxurious grounds of her secluded home. A breeze stirred whisperingly from the adjoining wood and she could hear the lulling wash of the surf below. Stranger lay beside her. She had never felt more relaxed or at peace with all that concerned her.

Cocktails and dinner she had enjoyed in her suite with only her animal-lover's presence, after which Conchita and Manuel had left for Monterey to visit relatives, a journey she had suggested to keep them away for tomorrow when the intriguing Mr. Garrett came a-sketching. She had decided that might be the most convenient approach, though in all truth her earlier enthusiasm toward the seductive escapade had lost considerable interest for her, and she had only the handsome German shepherd lying beside her to thank for that.

Eve sipped at her third vodka-tonic and smiled down at the attentive dog, her sultry green eyes reflecting the silverish glow of a three-quarter moon as she relived for the hundredth time the unbelievable sensuous pleasure her beautiful, silent lover had brought her. God, he had actually licked the very strength from the susceptible body she had come to recognize as insatiable. How many times had she cum? She'd actually lost count, the voluptuous blonde deliciously thought, a pleasant thrill of delight rippling over her. Uuuummm ... she had never felt more complete or sexually fulfilled from any of her long list of lovers, and in the last few hours her brain had begun to race with lascivious thoughts of the extents to which she could teach him! Not only was he going to be her secret lover forever more, but her faithful protector, too. She had only to look down at the fierceness of his massive jaws and gleaming white teeth to know what he would do to anyone who tried to hurt her ... or into his liquid brown eyes to read the love there for her. God ... what a heaven sent delight he had already been for her, and was going to be from now on!

She thought of Bo-Bo then and something repulsed inside her. She hated herself for begging him to stay, filthy vermin that he was. She drained her glass and leaned over to make another from where the ingredients conveniently sat. That had been the story of her whole life, hadn't it? Either fucking for gain, or the same to try and feed the raging hunger which incessantly burned between her legs. She'd been aware for quite a few years that she was a nympho of sorts, but oddly enough, not with
the usual nympho hang-ups. In fact, maybe she was just a girl who maddeningly loved sex in its every form ... and certainly that wasn't a nympho's bag.

Eve reached down and stroked the big animal's huge head. "You're my real lover now, Stranger baby," she softly spoke to him, watching his tail begin to wag as he stared at her with those irresistible, big
limpid eyes and his ears respondingly erect. "That's right, you are ... but secretly, baby, because such forbidden ecstasies are frowned on in what we humans like to refer to as civilized society. But ... but I'll bet you'll learn to fuck me beautifully, my pet! And that's all Eve needs, darling, to be loved and fucked every, every day and night ..."

Hello ... what was that? Lights ... car-lights! They had to be because they'd flashed in a sweeping glare across the pool and only an auto swinging into the circle of her drive could have caused that! She
couldn't imagine who it might be ... or maybe, they had passed through and out again, turning around ...? Well, she'd just sit and wait for the intercom to buzz before deciding whether she wanted to put up with their company tonight. She could always play sick ... but she hoped it was no one calling as she continued to gaze down with growing excitement at the magnificent German shepherd sprawled ever-ready beside her ...

*  *  *

He was gone!

Kevin was actually gone ... walked out on her! God, could it really be? Or was she dreaming one of those crazy nightmares of hers ...? Laura had but to look at her still bound wrists to know different, or realize the fact that she was lying there on her belly naked in the very lewd position he had left her! For a moment, she gaped at her fettering bonds, stunned ... then, began to work with her teeth, moans of anguish still escaping her. Fortunately, he hadn't tied the knots tight and in seconds she was free, swinging over to the side of the bed to sit with feet on the floor, staring blankly at the empty room around her. It was not only the room ... it was their entire house! Kevin was gone! He'd truly left her... packed a bag and without a further word, merely walked away on their marriage!

My dear God! Wh-What would she do? He'd meant it ... most definitely meant it! He'd absolutely left her ...!

Laura sat there with her small hands clutching tremblingly at the edge of the covered mattress, aware suddenly of the sticky wetness saturating her loins and inner thighs. There was still a burning all
the way up from her vaginal lips to the depths of her belly and she spread her legs to examine herself. She both saw and felt with exploring fingers the wetness of her pubic curls and the warm white
secretion seeping from between the soft pink-fleshed lips causing the narrow ribbon of intimate inner flesh to moistly glisten. A sensuous little tremor fluttered over her at the touch and sight of her own
thoroughly used genitals, her tormentively confused mind vividly recalling every moment of it ... along with the hows and whys.

Ooooohhh ... he had treated her like a slut ... had even called her that! He despised her! Damn him, tying her and humiliating her as if she were some street-walking bitch, then ... then raping her from
behind ... shoving his brutal, lust-filled hardness up into her unwanting belly like a mad man! Just thinking about it was sufficient for her to relive the unknown sensations and shameful pleasure his
long, thick penis had ragingly brought her ... and ... and she had cum, too, for the first time in her entire life! Her legs and loins still rippled with reoccurring little muscular tremors from that overwhelming
moment of exotic intoxication. She remembered then that she had been near to climaxing a second time, had only he continued to thrust up into her frantically excited passage a few more times ...!

In a burst of uncontainable tears the miserable young wife began to cry in earnest, well aware that the blame was all her own, and whatever had happened to their marriage she alone had been at fault. How hard he had tried right from the beginning, while she with her stupid, childish hang-ups had bucked him at every turn! And now, too late, she had suddenly been jarred to her senses ... no ... no ... that was hardly the proper way to put it ...!

You were fucked to your senses, Laura Garrett! Beautifully and masterfully fucked in a manner befitting the miserable bitch you've been ... and by the one man in the world who had every right to do it! Tied obscenely to the bed with your naked ass helplessly shoved right up where he could slam into your... your damned precious little cunt and you could do nothing but take it! Oooohhh, and it was so heavenly ...! I didn't know, darling ... I didn't! Godddd ... why didn't you do it before ...?

Laura, still weeping but less profusely, stood and slipped into her yellow wrapper, then wandered to their small bar in the living room to make herself some sort of bracer. If she ever had needed one it was at that heart-broken moment. The tears which continued to dribble from her puffy eyes with every regretful thought were stinging ones, no longer regulated sobs of emotion she could turn off and on at will to get her own way ... for Kevin was not there ...!

Back in their bedroom the heat seemed to stifle her, and she opened the glass doors wide, walking out on the tiny verandah, the partially clouded night reminding her that they hadn't even had dinner. Lord, how long had it gone on ... his ... his delicious ravaging of her ...? If only he had never stopped! She sipped at the Scotch drink she had made herself, her awakened young mind irresistibly filling again and again with lucid memories of the never before raptures he had brought her even as she had stubbornly fought against them. Yes, he had truly raped her ... used her like a bitch-animal ... debased her beyond anything she'd ever vaguely conceived of ... fucked her ... and from behind ... his searing hard cock bursting up into the intimate tightness of her uninitiated vagina to her still tremoring belly ... and ... and
unleashing a passionate array of showering stars like those tiny celestial bodies she was gazing up at to sensuously shatter inside her ... filling her with an erotic bliss that was beyond belief ...! Oooohhh ... if only he were there beside her at that very moment and she could at last really prove her love to him ...!

Wh-What was she going to do? God, she had to face it! He'd left her! And ... and she loved him so much ... needed him so badly ...! But ... but she couldn't ignore the reality of the facts! Kevin Garrett would divorce her! He would ... she knew he would ... and she wanted to die ...!

*  *  *

Kevin arranged quarters at the Cala Mar Inn then went to the bar. He knew he didn't need it, but he wanted more. The last two drinks he'd gulped down had been enough to half-ass stone him, but he doubted that anybody had ever needed them more.

The still enraged young husband nursed the Scotch-water set before him. Then, he grinned to himself. He'd really given her a fucking she'd never forget, hadn't he? She could cringe and moan with the shocking memories of that, he bitterly thought, for just about the rest of his life! And knowing her, she probably would. But she'd cum! Yes, Goddamnit, he'd brought her off like a rocket ... in fact, she'd been only two shades from a second blast when he'd let go, unable to hold it back any longer.

Well, that was that. The end of six months of what might, and could have been, a lifetime together. Shit, he loved her. He'd be a damned fool to try and deny that to himself, but it could hardly make a
difference any more. Love, grown-up style, was something more than a session of childhood necking and trotting after aspirin for convenient migraines. Fuck it! He wasn't sorry for what he'd done to her ... the way he'd forced her to shove her gorgeous ass up in the air for him to batter into at will! If any hung-up girl ever had it coming, she did. He just wished to Christ he could forget it, instead of sitting there with a half-hard on wishing he was kneeling up behind her for another go at it.

Kevin swept up his glass and consumed three-quarters of its contents, then looked around the small, plush room to see that he was its only customer. The fat, bald man behind the bar in the white jacket and bow-tie continued to polish glasses as he watched a basketball game on color TV. The urge to interrupt him by ordering, Kevin by-passed when the plastic novelty bird bobbing up and down on the rim of a glass as if it were drinking water had suddenly become two which he was finding difficulty in focusing back to what he knew was singular.

Instead, he engineered his mind toward new thoughts ... and abruptly, Eve Novack's sensual charms loomed inside his head, causing his half-swollen cock to give a new, rousing lurch. Damn, she'd even suggested at first that he come over tonight!" ... For sketches maybe, darling ...?"

"I'd rather have daylight ... but if you insist, I suppose ..."

"No, no! Of course, I understand, Kevin. I guess I wasn't thinking that you artists prefer everything natural ..."

"Well ... it's better usually, but not essential if you have sufficient lighting, Miss Novack ..."

"Whichever you prefer, darling. I'll be at home. And if it's tomorrow and I'm still in bed, you just walk right in and pinch me right on the "you know what."

And Christ, what a "you know what" she had! Man, how he'd love to slap that pair of ass-cheeks, but better yet, just hold and caress them! She was a wild one the columnists and movie-rage insisted, using her sexy cheese-cakes and numerous male companions shots at the rate of a half-dozen times a year. She was no longer beach party teenage stuff, but she was one hell of a long ways from being classed outmoded! In fact, for his buck, Eve Novack was right at her voluptuous peak. She had to be around thirty, just enough older than he to make it wild-fire! Shit, he was flipping ...!

"Another drink, sir?" the bald, bow-tie grinned.

"No ... no, I-I have an appointment," the young husband answered, slipping off the stool while the other glanced at his watch.

"What time is it, Harry?"

"Ten forty-five, sir ..."

"I'm late. Good night, old man!"

"Good night, Mr. Garrett ..."

*  *  *

"Who is it?" Eve questioned through her end of the intercom.

"Kevin Garrett."

"Oooohhh ...? I-I didn't really expect you tonight, Kevin ..."

"Would you rather I leave ...?"

"No, no ... of course not! Don't be ridiculous!" Eve said, the tiny sensations immediately rising up inside her too well established to be denied. "I'll be right there, darling ..."

Quickly, she checked herself in the mirror of the vanity, flouncing her short-cropped, bouncy hair while her knowing eyes swept down over the peek-a-boo negligee she was wearing, tiny thrills of excitement
beginning to churn responsively within her. She was hardly aware of Stranger at her side as she walked toward the front door, erotic designs already beginning to form in her seductive mind. It was so late
for his type! Something was in the wind and the thought struck her that she might very much like it. He did have sensitive hands ...

"I know this is a hell of a time to call, but we temperamental artists ...," he started when she had opened the door, and then, his discerning gray eyes had swept up over her in one long engulfing glance, the light behind her doing extraordinary things for them, Eve knew.

"Not at all!" she smilingly exclaimed, stepping back to temporarily obscure his illuminated view. "Come in, Kevin! I'm glad you came. I was just sitting around doing nothing, trying to decide if I could sleep if I went to bed."

Jesus Christ, she was naked beneath that negligee! And what a body! B-But coming to the door that way ...? "I-I thought we might catch a few fast sketches," he managed, moving into the room with his small case, trying to keep his eyes off her but unable to.

"I'm so glad you did, darling! Can we do it in here, or would you rather look around for a better place?" she lightly tossed at him.

He saw the German shepherd then for the first time, a massive animal brushing tightly against her thigh. "That ... that's a beautiful dog," he heard himself say, relieved to have something else to look at
besides the provocative enticement of her nakedly revealed curves beneath the sheer negligee.

"Oh, this is Stranger, my soul-mate and protector," she said, stroking her hand lovingly over his huge head. For a moment she petted the great animal while they both indulged their eyes in silence as if letting their brains work. Then: "And now, what can I fix you to drink, Kevin?"

"S-Scotch ... Scotch and water will be fine."

"Come on with me," she invited, smiling, "back to my private little den of iniquity," and she caught his hand to lead the way with Stranger never leaving her side.

Kevin had seen enough of Big Sur's exclusive homes to recognize her bedroom suite. It was luxurious, like the house, and far superior to his own. The rooms were not only grandly furnished, but spacious, and the bed he supposed she slept in could have easily accommodated a dozen people. Then, he couldn't help but wonder if maybe sometime it hadn't ...?

"Can we work in here, darling?" she tossed at him, walking out onto the small, open verandah where he saw the liquor cart.

"Why not? I-I just want to get a couple of rough profiles tonight ..."

"Scotch, darling," she said, re-entering the room and walking toward him with the offered glass extended, wild little fire-thoughts of excitement beginning to hotly lick at her loins. "You lie down,
Stranger ... lie down! That's right ... just lay right there and be a good, quiet dog."

"He minds well," Kevin managed, taking the drink she offered him. "Have you had him long?"

"Not too ... but long enough, I think," Eve illusively answered, sipping at her own vodka-tonic and studying the perceptive eyes of the intriguing young man before her. "Your wife ... does she know you were coming here, Kevin ...?"

He couldn't help but stare at her. She was a goddamned shrewd one, all right! But even that hardly mattered; they were actually doing little more than sparring, both hesitant to make the first open move ... or was she?

"As a matter of fact, she doesn't," Kevin answered, letting his liquored eyes rake brazenly over the provocativeness of her veiled curves, finally riveting on the twin lush mounds of her full breasts
with their tiny hardened nipples visibly ornamenting the filmy black chiffon. He swallowed tightly then gulped from his glass.

"And you've been drinking ... quite heavily too, I'd say," Eve observantly judged. "Could ... could something be amiss at home, Kevin darling?"

He sensed his brow furrowing. "What the devil is this, a third degree?" he irritably snapped as she began to smile with all the knowledge of the ages in her torrid eyes. "Look, if you don't want to bother with the sketches tonight say so ..." She was gliding toward him ... like a goddamned apparition ... that gorgeous, nearly naked body sensuously rippling with every tiny step, her tongue-moistened lips parted and glistening ...!

"Shall we dispense with the nonsense, darling ... and get down to love-making?" she seductively whispered, her resilient warmth yieldingly closing in on him, her arms slipping upward around his neck as she pressed her soft voluptuous body hotly against the hardened conformity of his own. "Time is always so precious ... and we may need a great deal of it ..."

"Jesus Christ!" Kevin choked, quickly wrapping his arms around her, his hands smoothing down her back to cup the firm fleshy ovals of her buttocks, the thin material of her negligee like a second silken skin as he pulled her unresisting loins tightly against the already straining hardness inside his pants ...!

Stranger whimpered but neither human noticed, neither his new mistress who was clinging tightly to this male human he did not know, nor the man himself who was holding onto her with eagerly stroking hands while their mouths came together and the sound of their breathing began to fill the room. Suddenly, a deep hurt which the powerful animal could not understand, totally filled him. Again, he whimpered but no one heard; they were too taken with his mistress' act of stripping away her
flimsy covering. Then, as she stood there naked and he began to fondle and kiss her white breasts, she worked at unfastening his clothing, the increasing rushes of their breathing keenly reaching Stranger's ears.

Though he still lay where his mistress had commanded, Stranger raised his head high to watch them locked nakedly together as they moved toward the bed, and defiantly, he got to his feet, but not until he saw the man's exposed thick hardness and the way he was crawling between the wide-spread legs of his mistress' pretty white body. It was then that his ears reflexively flattened to his head, and with the hurt growing stronger inside him, the big German shepherd trotted silently out through the open verandah doors into the night ...

The Hungry Pet Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Lying prostrate and defenselessly naked on her belly beneath him with her legs obscenely scissored open by his cruelly placed knees, Laura Garrett was more appalled and shamed than anything, even though the man lewdly positioned above her vulnerably exposed buttocks and loins was her very own husband! She couldn't believe it was happening! Rape ... that's all it was, depraved rape! And he was drunk ... had to be! She could even smell the liquor now!

"I-I'll never forgive you for this, Kevin! I swear it!" she sobbed back at him, trying to twist her head to see what he was going to do. But that was hardly necessary; she felt him instead.

"Oh fuck, shut up, Laura!" he lewdly spat down at her in anger, flecks of spittle spraying her naked buttocks and the tapered curve of her sun-tinted back. "We've already passed that goddamned milestone. Now we're going to try for the brass ring!" he added, letting his eyes hungrily feed on the fleshy, perfect mounds of her whitely rounded ass-cheeks and the deep tantalizing crevice separating them.

His hands cupped their satin-smooth firmness as he sat back on his haunches, his lengthy hardened cock thrusting out from his pelvis like a rigid flag-staff. Jesus Christ, he was going to enjoy this to the
frigging nth degree ... because it might well be the last fuck he ever humped into her, and right at that moment he really didn't give a goddamn! He'd truly had it!

Laura felt his big hands begin a disgraceful kneading of her unprotected buttocks, vulgarly stretching them open even against her muscle-clenching attempts to thwart him. Her body jerked when she felt
his thumbs slip obscenely into the deep valley between the softly trembling cheeks and pressed outward to pry them wider and wider apart!

"Ooohhh ... damn you, Kevin! Stop it! Do you hear? Stop ...!" she futilely protested, sensing the surge of shamed hot blood flushing into her face to the depths of her neck as a brush of cool air rushed
between her helplessly splayed buttocks and the realization of her debased position beneath him again screamed through her brain.

She heard him laugh in that angered way he could without smiling. Abruptly, one of his hands slipped down through the spread open vale to the soft, sensitive lips of her vagina between her kneed-apart thighs, her breathing momentarily eluding her as his fingers began to luridly tease around there, committing humiliating acts he had never stooped to before! She sensed his fingers on the fleshy folds of her cuntal lips gently pulling them apart, actually feeling the clinging inner-flesh moistly adhering and tingling as he separated it to again allow the cool air to brush against her most secret feminine parts! It was seconds before she caught her breath and the extent of his lewdly depraved act returned full force!

Her movements, wild and desperate, caught Kevin by surprise, practically knocking him off balance as she frantically wrenched and twisted with him caught scissor-like between her long beautifully
shaped legs. She screamed, almost working free before he could regain his position and by sheer weight, forced her back onto the bed.

"Not this time you don't, you little up-tight bitch!" he fiercely snarled down at her, slapping her back and forth with the flat of his palms against the white, yielding flesh of her rapidly reddening
buttocks. "Goddamn you, Laura, there's no way you're going to get out of this!"

"Oh God, please ... please, Kevin?" she sobbingly begged. "I-I can't believe it! Are you going mad ...?"

"No! Hell no! Just perverted, Mrs. Garrett!" he spat, crawling up over her to grab the other pillow and strip the casing from it. "Your husband's a fucking sex maniac ... or hadn't you figured that out yet?"

Where she had only been humiliated and enraged to this point, Laura suddenly sensed actual fear gripping at her helplessly cringing belly. Good God! He was tearing the pillow slip into narrow strip-like ribbons ... his hard naked buttocks resting heavily on her back to pin her down ...! "Wh-what in the name of God do you think your doing?" she gasped back at him, afraid to admit to herself what she had already reasoned!

"I'm going to make a docile little bitch out of you, wife ... or a slavish prisoner if you prefer," he answered, his bitter smile-less laugh following.

"Kevin! Oh, you can't ... you can't do this to me!" his helplessly naked young wife whimpered as he grabbed both of her wrists, tying them tightly together, then with another strip secured to the bonds between her wrists, fastened that to the bed-post, squirming and climbing on top of her like a wrestler.

"There! I can, baby, and I already have! Now, if you give me any more trouble, I'll bind your ankles to the posts at the foot!" he panted, slithering back down over her. "You might not believe this, but some
girls, yeah, even wives like to be fucked this way! Gives them a charge of masochism, I guess ... but of course you wouldn't know anything about that!"

"Ooohhh ... Kevinnnn ..." Laura moaned pathetically, the almost terrifying thought that she had never really known this young dirty-mouthed man she had married nearly blinding her with self-pity. "D-
Don't you see what you're doing... doing to our marriage?"

"What I'm doing? Jesus, if that isn't typical of you, Laura! What I'm doing to our marriage! Fuck! What marriage, baby? Now, you think about that while I give you an inescapable lesson in sex!" he hissed down at her. "In the meantime, raise your precious little ass up on your knees and spread your legs!"

"L-Listen to me, darling ... untie me and let me try again! I will ... I swear I will!"

"I said, get your proud little fanny up on your knees!" he snarled, letting her feel another stinging slap across her already mottled white buttocks.

"Oh!" she gasped, quickly responding, crawling up to raise her buttocks high for him and slightly spreading her legs, while her shoulders and head were drawn down against the bed from her tied hands.

Kevin couldn't help but grin to himself, knowing all of the spanking he'd laid on her were little more than harshly awakening slaps, the kind she should have had years ago ... or at least, sometime in the
last six-months by him! Again, he wedged in behind her, kneeing her reluctant legs wide apart until the beautiful half-moons of her deliciously curved young ass were lusciously spread open to him so that
he could see the tiny puckered mouth of her anus, and below it, the soft outer lips of her dark, hair-fringed cunt. He stared at the thinly pink slit of inner vaginal flesh separating them in a vertically
curving line of moistening delight. Christ, there wasn't another cunt on earth like it, but what good was it even to her ... except for pissing! Okay, so this was it, the last time around for them, but she
was never going to forget this afternoon's matinee no matter what!

"Christ, it's just too bad you can't be back here to look at the cock-raising sight my eyes are feasting on, baby!" he hissed, his voice a sensuous rasp. "But then, you probably wouldn't appreciate it even if
you were a man!" he added, bending low in a crouch until his face was on the same level with the curl-lined folds of pussy flesh which protected her tightly cringing vagina. He placed his hands thumbs
inward on her lower buttocks and felt her lurch to their touch, then once more he began to press slowly outward and spread them lustfully apart, her brief muscular resistance got lost somewhere in a sob. With gleaming eyes, Kevin noticed a slight moisture forming and glistening on the soft insides of her thighs, while her helplessly upraised buttocks slipped wider and wider apart. "It's a beautiful cunt, Laura baby ... but not worth the hell I've suffered to enjoy it!" he said loud enough for her to hear, and then he decided to say no more. All he wanted was to thoroughly enjoy ... no, exploit it for the first and
last time ...!

Laura's cheeks were drenched with the tears from her shameful subjugation. It was all so horribly inconceivable and unreal, like some insane nightmare ... except that it was abhorrently taking place and
nothing could ever be the same between them again! She would leave him, of course, if his suddenly demented brain left anything alive for her to drag away! But now, there was little ... no, nothing she could do but submit to his bestial, animalish desires, and the only way to do that was to block her mind and somehow try to endure whatever lurid obscenity he chose to inflict on her until his incredulous lust was satisfied ...!

For some weird reason even he couldn't fathom, Kevin held himself back, purposely tormenting himself, relishing the anticipated moment when he would thrust his aching cock up into that tightly clutching little cunt-hole between those defenseless ass-cheeks cringing and writhing before him! Damn her! She'd destroyed all that they might have had together! How long had he purposely ignored her selfishness ... listened to her whimpers of put-on headaches, or whatever else she could conceive of for variety, while his own cock throbbed in hurtful torment night after night, and at best knowing nothing more than an occasional piece from a dutiful wife whose ass was as still as a limp dishrag!

Damn her, how he'd love to feel her squirming wildly beneath him before he walked out! But that was about as far-fetched as a reconciliation! Fuck it! He didn't want to think anymore. Instead, he straightened and moved the entire length of his heavily pulsating cock up into the deep white crevice of her buttocks, pressing the warm quivering cheeks of flesh together to enclose it like a heated bun around a hot-dog. She quivered beneath him, but didn't try to move away. He could hear her sobbing ... or were they panting breaths? It didn't matter. He leaned forward and planted a warm, wet kiss with laving tongue in the hollow of her naked back to satisfy his own yen. Again, she trembled, moaning
aloud.

Fuck, he'd wanted to eat her pussy from the first night he'd ever met her, but had damned soon learned that such extra curriculars were totally off-limits. Well, they weren't today, he excitedly realized,
running his hot, wet tongue hungrily down to the smooth clenching crevice of her upthrusted buttocks which had begun to nervously sway. She didn't really fight him, afraid probably, and he trailed his hot,
saliva-moistened tongue down over the tiny lips of her anal-mouth, then drew back scant inches from the soft dark curls fringing the sensitive outerfolds of her pussy, its sweet, feminine aroma feverishly inciting his nostrils. Christ, he thought, as his thumbs came into play to pressure outward once more against the fleshily clinging cunt-lips, the thin vertical mouth flowering open to his lustful gaze until the entire smoothness of her delicate inner cuntal walls were totally exposed to him!

He sensed her irresistible lurches and groans and ignored them, his liquor-fired eyes devouring the pink smoothness of her now moistly glistening cuntal-flesh, noting the sensual secretions which had
uncontrollably trickled down to coat them in a wet bath of viscid delight. He breathed hard and blew tauntingly into her, feeling her squirm to the unexpected titillation and he could almost feel the
shocked thoughts running through her puritanical young mind. He leaned down and pressed his face forward, sensing inside him the realization of an erotic, or lustful dream, however one chose to measure it, opening his mouth wide and cupping it hungrily up over her entire warmly moistened pussy! Again, she squirmed and he tightened his hands on her vulnerably positioned buttocks, so that she couldn't wiggle away, and with one quick lash of his thick, wet tongue he thrust it up through the warm, butter-like folds of her mouth-trapped pussy!

"Oooohhh ...!" she gasped from the sudden, unexpected entry into her heatedly moistened vaginal flesh, a surprising sigh smothering itself in the pillow beneath her. She seemed to jerk forward with the first, hot teasing contact in an involuntary spasm of unexpected pleasure, Kevin thought, then uncontrollably pressed her buttocks back hard against his face. He wondered if he was right? Her tight little vaginal channel contracted, reflexively opening and closing around the long, smooth length of searing, wet tongue sunk suddenly deep up inside her! He thought he heard her breaths exploding down into the pillow in tiny, rapid gasps that muffled themselves into tiny little groans of unexpected pleasure. And he pictured her beginning to twist her face harder and harder into the cushioning softness as he started a taunting curling and flicking of the seething wet tongue he was whipping up into
her ... but he couldn't be sure ...He forced his wide-open mouth closer and began to work over the entire widespread crevice of her lovely defenselessly upturned loins, sucking and licking as if he could never get enough, while her naked white ass-cheeks tremored and swayed around his cunt-buried face as if losing all control.

Her here-to-fore pampered little cunt flowered open wider and wider to Kevin's unbelieving relish, her wetness increasing with each further second his hungrily sucking mouth worked at the hotly dilating, little hole. He felt it running in warm, thin little trickles down his face as he pressed snugly into the involuntarily yielding flesh between her warm, white buttocks ... but he knew she'd deny that it was from sexual excitement. Her hang-ups were far greater than any obligation she might even feel to herself, let alone him! There was no way to save it, not this marriage, and right at the moment, he could care less!

Kevin straightened and moved his groin in tighter behind her, licking at his cunt-smeared lips while he gasped at the throbbing length of his long, thick cock. He inched forward between her wide-stretched thighs, as far as he could possibly go, then guided the dancing rod of swollen hardness with thumb and forefinger, eagerly using its heavily blood-engorged spongy tip to part the softly curling pubic hair. He could see and feel the heated folds of her cuntal flesh close wetly over the rounded end of his cock-head. The tiny, sensuously puckering mouth of her anal-lips seemed to wink up at him, as if letting him know he'd never get to enjoy that little hole as long as he lived! The urge to pull his cock back and fuck her in the ass was great, but not great enough. Trapped between the delicious layers of hot, wet vaginal flesh where his cock lay, Kevin couldn't move. And then, he knew he had to fuck her ... ram it to her as she'd never even believed it could happen!

The wildly inflamed, young husband, lost in the lascivious rage of his angrily rising lust, flexed his buttocks forward quickly and without warning, feeling all the frustration he had built up for six solid
months charging through him. This was it ... the end ... but it was going to be a grand exit ... at least, for him! He thrust harder, not mercifully, feeling the hot, giving walls of her tightly contracting vagina soothingly slipping up over and wetly enclosing the angry-hard length of his pulsating cock-head up into her!

"Ooohhhhh!" Laura grunted beneath him as he unexpectedly lunged and nearly the entire thick rod of his swollen, embittered hardness soared up into the tightly clutching cuntal passage up between her legs! She felt it pressuring unbelievably hard against the tightness of her desperately clasping vaginal walls which were contracting in a wild futile resistance around it. It was as if the unwanting little hole was forcibly trying to reject his thundering hugeness of its own volition! Her naked body trembled and shook before the abrupt assault which had taken her completely by surprise. The nature of this sudden, pain-filled torment was in direct contrast to the gentle caresses that were unmistakably raising lewd and obscene sensations of excitement inside her only moments before. There had been no doubt in her mind what he had been doing to her, but she had satisfied her conscience in the knowing that she was totally helpless against his debauched outrage ... And now, gone were those tender, wet probings of her helplessly upraised loins along with the brief fringe of ecstatic joy she had so confusedly felt along with them.

She was suddenly thrust back into the loathsome reality of his mercilessly skewering penis tunneling debasingly up into the very depths of her unwanting belly! Except ... except that it wasn't really
painful, even though she had squealed out ... but the way he was animalishly taking her from behind ... tied defenselessly like a servile slave ...! No, there wasn't any real pain was there? God, she was wet and open, his long, thick cock sliding up into her easily from the warm, fluid secretions his ... his tongue had caused to flow unwantedly from her hotly palpitating vagina! Yes, that was it, the way
she was nakedly imprisoned in this slavish kneeling position on the bed ... the degrading, unforgivable shame of it ... while his thick, rampaging cock fucked obscenely up into her from behind!

She screamed back at him to stop, tears of angered humiliation flooding once more from her enraged eyes, but it was useless. He laughed again and she knew that the wrathful sound lacked an accompanying smile. Damn him! Her own husband was an animal ... he was! She could hear his
breaths rasping from his lungs in grunting bursts as he began to fuck viciously and deeply right up inside her. And then, the first twinges of sharp, undeniable pain burst inside of her like a shower of wildly exploding sparks from the unsparing hardness ravaging brutally up into the defenseless depths of her belly.

"O-Oh God, Kevin ... pleaseee ...!" she chokingly begged.

"Just fuck back, Mrs. Garrett!" he lewdly spat down at her. "Don't waste your breath. You'll get no mercy from this guy! That shit has long passed! My advice to you is to keep this gorgeous little ass and
cunt of yours twitching if you want to end this show! Then, your loving husband'll be long gone out of your warped, screwed-up puritanical life! Now, fuck! Fuck back at me, baby!"

Never had she heard such horrible and filthy language spill so easily from his once considerate lips ... nor had the sound of it, those obscene four-letter words, ever struck her with more impact! God, how
she detested their very existence ... yet ... yet ...! Blindly, she tried to pull her buttocks forward and free of him, knowing at the same time that she didn't really want to, but he held her fast, anyway,
hands clutching at either hip so that his fingers gouged into their sensitive, pliable flesh, and she loudly moaned so that he would surely hear her.

He fucked into her from behind without the tiniest twinge of a lover's concern, his heavily racing cock seeming to grow larger and larger. She gasped, writhing and jerking her hips now because he was hurting her with the battering, blood-inflated head of his long, thick penis pummeling deep up into the soft underside of her flesh filled belly. But ... but it was a foreign, pleasureful pain, and ... and she didn't really want it to stop! His thighs were coated with perspiration, sticky-hot along the under and inner-sides of her own. With every inward thrust now she could feel his heavy, sperm-bloated testicles
slapping down hard against the widespread lips of her fully filled vagina and her tiny quivering clitoris which had never known such sensations of feverish excitement before. They even slapped with a
resounding caress against the puffiness of her hair-covered pubic mound as he fucked into her from back there without let-up!

OOOHHHH! He was splitting open her whole belly with his enraged, huge cock ... up to the swollen, squashed mounds of her jerkily dancing breasts ... and maybe even beyond that! Sometimes ... sometimes, he hurt her, Laura thought, but not so often anymore, and then there were moments when she thought he was bursting inside her, expanding the intricate little parts of her deeply impaled vagina that had always been so secret, so closed, never to be touched! God, he, her very own husband, was suddenly like a demented brute ... a raging pit of volcanic lava behind her, hissing, swirling, tossing, thundering and crashing against the vulnerable, widespread backside with heavy buttock
flattening lunges.

"Jesus Christ!" he swore, clutching savagely at her hips and thighs, then leaning forward to drop his hands and tease beneath and into the soft, giving flesh of her stomach below, the taunting tips of his
fingers stroking the puffy swell of her pubic mound, the erotic caresses causing her tiny, straining clitoris immeasurable sensations of never known before joy. And all of the time his hugely swollen cock fucked ceaselessly up into her now passionately throbbing vagina, the lewdly growing sensations beginning to rip through her helplessly kneeling body like nothing she had ever remotely imagined!

Laura felt him inch in even closer between her achingly spread thighs to pressure them out further with his knees, ramming his angry swollen hardness deeper and deeper up into her to the very hilt. His heavy, sperm-bloated balls continued to beat a ravaging tattoo against her fervently quivering clitoral bud. Stretched open this way, he was reaching never-ending depths up inside her, forcing gasp after gasp of alternating pain-pleasure from her piteously panting mouth. Her back had begun to ache from the pressure of his hands which had moved to her waist, thrusting her upper torso further down on the mattress so that her naked buttocks loomed defensively higher up toward his face. Oh God, she had never remotely imagined such debasing humiliation in her young life! She never wanted to look at his horribly depraved face again ...!

B-But ... but the weirdly pleasureful sensations were strangely growing ... and what pain there had been, lessening ... an impossible series of breath-taking sensations! Her weirdly burning vaginal passage was suddenly aflame with an erotic throbbing and she felt it rhythmically clasping at the thickly hardened sinew of his lengthy cock. Maddening electric-like little prickles had begun deep within her womb to spread relentlessly over the raw nerve-ends of her naked, perspiring flesh. His hard, hairy pelvis battered the softness of her lewdly upturned buttocks with punishing flat smacking sounds. She heard animalistic grunts gutturally escaping him while obscene, undefinable sensations rippled through her own loins and out the feverish, fleece-lined lips of her hotly seething cunt, dancing like tongues of wild fire across her thighs and belly.

He squirmed and fucked madly into her, raising wild new whimpers from the depths of her chest with every plunge from his sadistically kneeling position behind her! Ooooohhh Godddd ... his merciless cock seemed to be continuously growing inside her now fire-filled belly ... and reaching higher and higher toward her very throat! The resilient flesh of her full breasts rippled and jounced from the jarring impact of his barrage, their pebble-hard nipples excitedly tingling as they brushed and burrowed into the satiny coverlet of the bed. Then, she found herself mindlessly grinding the wide-stretched mounds of her upturned buttocks back onto the slickened rod of pleasure-bringing hardness that was skewering wildly up into her passion-inflamed cunt. Abruptly, she was aware of nothing but the dynamic building pressure of screaming, fluid urgency in her hotly boiling loins and belly ... pressure that was pyramiding toward a strange, unfamiliar point of sheer, unadulterated bliss ...!

He'd reached her! Deny it if she would; he didn't give a goddamn! She was fucking back now like a whore beneath him and he could live on that memory for a long time! On his knees, bent over her quiveringly enslaved body from behind, Kevin gritted his teeth, beginning to strenuously fuck in and out of her with longer, harder strokes, his own lean buttocks hollowing with every lunge. A feeling of absolute power over her at last spiraled through him as he held her flared, white hips in total subjugation to his still-thickening cock. Finally, he was exploiting her self-esteemed and proud little pussy channel to its fullest degree. He could feel the yielding, fleshy ridges inside her still hotly giving way before the merciless fucking he was hammering up into her!

He squeezed her soft, satin-like flesh in greedy, lust-charged hands until it stood up in thick white hillocks, little bloodless welts embossing on her luscious, rounded ass-cheeks, and when he released
them the ridges settled back slowly, leaving angry red marks fringed with a white bloodlessness on her smooth skin. Each time he fucked harder up into her his fingers gripped tighter, squeezing her soft
unresisting thighs with an almost sadistic vengeance he didn't want to try and control. He knew he was hurting her, forcing groans of pain and subjugation from her tormented throat as she sluttishly strained
beneath his mastery of her body.

He stretched the working moons of her fleshy, tautened ass-cheeks even wider with harsh fingers, excitedly watching the pink folds of glistening wet cuntal flesh clinging hungrily around his rampaging cock like lustful sucking lips, vanishing again when he slammed it up into her. Then, he thought of worming his finger up into the tiny puckered lips of her anus, but instead, levered forward on his knees and with a loud grunt drove his hurtfully throbbing hardness to the very depths of its aching capacity. He could feel the warm, liquidish resistance spread before the rubbery, blood-swollen head, forcing a choked, throaty gurgle from her as though the breath had been knocked from her.

"Auuuggghhh ...!" Laura gasped beneath his inhuman, maddening fucking which was all but destroying her power of reason. Vaguely she was aware of straining her upturned buttocks back in lewd cadence onto the heavily pulsating cock that he was pumping blissfully up into the churning inferno between her legs. And ... and she was undulating her hips back at him in voluntary, joy-seeking little circles ... actually abandoning herself to the breathtaking fucking she was getting from behind with an ungovernable and frantically building passion. She realized that her head was flailing wildly, her long, disheveled hair whipping back and forth like tassels in the wind, and then she twisted her face sideways to look back at him so that he could see the immense rapture his all-consuming fucking was bringing to her!

When Kevin saw it, contorted, not in hate now, but in blinded sensual intoxication, he damned near went wild. He sensed the impossibility of his lustfully burning cock growing even thicker in the seething furnace of her wetly clenching vagina as he continued to ram it resoundingly up into the depths of her now hungrily quivering belly. A grin of near-sadism spread over his hawkish face at the thought that he had raped her and made her love it! But even so, she would hate him when it was
all over and done with and he knew it! There was no real changing her, now or ever ... and he still didn't give a goddamn! He was going to exit with his head high, knowing he'd used, utilized, and fucked her sumptuously guarded cunt to the bursting point, a memory she wasn't about to forget right away, either ... not with the way she was wantonly swaying and bucking like a mare gone wild on the end of his beautifully screaming hardness ...!

Laura had fallen under a spell of unprecedented enchantment. There was a tremendous, ever-expanding balloon filled with joy blowing up to an impossible size within her! And then ... then ... abruptly, she wailed an almost eerie shriek as the balloon exploded, sending wildly ecstatic sensations to race through her erotically straining loins, overwhelming her with maddening bliss; yet she screamed and screamed as the tears of wild, uncontrolled enchantment spilled down her cheeks in a sensuous rush of earth-shaking release.

At last, she began to slowly calm within, though she still trembled like a leaf in a storm, her panting young belly quivering fearfully while her husband continued to incessantly fuck his lewdly swollen
penis deep up into her cock-filled vagina. With a growing ferocity, rasping and grunting like a savage animal, he went on raping her, shoving her helpless face down into the bed with every obscene, forward plunge. Now, she began to suffer an ache between her legs which had gone unnoticed to this point. Her brutally ravaged vaginal passage was starting to feel as if it were being split wider still! She gnashed her teeth in returning shame, inwardly praying that she could endure it until he finally emptied his lust-driven sperm into her. Savagely, he was clinging to her defenseless hips and thrusting again with vicious, ass-flattening strokes ... and then, he began to vilely curse ...!

Laura felt a new sharp pain even deeper in the depths of her belly as the huge, blood-inflated head of his heavily buried cock suddenly flared into a massiveness which threatened to tear the tiny clam-like
mouth of her womb apart! It jerked and began to spurt and she sensed the hotly gushing semen shooting into her in long seething bursts, sloshing around deep up in the confines of her helplessly tremoring belly with the effect of liquid fire. Then, something else began to happen inside her, as if she were about to re-experience her ecstasy of moments before! The smooth wet walls of her still hotly palpitating vagina began to close tighter of their own volition and clasp hungrily around his cum-slickened rod in quick-frictioned little spasms of delight. The uncontrollably excited cavern sucked and milked insanely at his rhythmically jerking cock as she feverishly, her body totally out of control, began to work her naked, upturned ass-cheeks back at it in a new and wildly untamed frenzy!

Kevin knew it, but there was nothing he could do now! His over-taxed cock was wilting like a dying summer rose, and for a moment he fell forward on her naked back, his weight causing her to finally collapse beneath him. Even so, her hips and buttocks continued to writhe and squirm beneath him, the perspiration and passion-released wetness coating their naked flesh making lewd little wet sounds fill the bedroom.

He couldn't contain his still embittered laugh as he hissed down at her: "Baby, you just got fucked and liked it ... no ... loved it! Let me compliment you, Mrs. Garrett. No seasoned whore could've performed
better."

"Oh! You-you ...! I hated it! Every minute of your horrible rape, damn you! Oh, God damn you! Get off me and let me up!" she raged beneath him, frantically struggling now to throw him off of her.

Kevin got to his feet and immediately began to dress. With still bound wrists, Laura tried to twist her head so that she could see him, tears of frustration once more spilling from her wide dark eyes. She spat: "Well ...? The least you can do is untie me now that you've sated your filthy lust like some lower bred animal!"

He didn't answer, but instead, finished dressing before walking to the vanity and draining both of the drinks he had made them earlier, one after the other. Then, while she lay there in her imprisoned nakedness on the bed, he went to a closet and brought out a small valise.

"Wh-What do you think you're doing ...?" Laura questioned, her eyes widening as her tears abruptly stopped and a sinking emotion began to gnaw at her belly.

"That's the second time you've asked me that this afternoon, and in both cases its been pretty obvious, even to you," he replied, not looking at her as he tossed a few things into the bag, then closed it.
"I'll be staying in Cala Mar for awhile. As soon as I get my head straightened out, I'll be back for the rest of my things. I'll leave you the convertible and take the station wagon. There's plenty of money
in the account. And thank you, Mrs. Garrett ... that was a pretty good fuck for a beginner ... but I'll wager you could improve with some experience."

Laura couldn't believe it! H-He was actually walking out on her ... and ... and leaving her helplessly tied the way she was! She craned her neck enough to see him standing in the doorway, almost grinning, she thought, and then he disappeared down the hallway! For a moment, she couldn't raise a sound! The absolute shocking amazement of what already had and was now happening leaving her momentarily speechless!

Then: "Keeeevvvviiiinnnn! Damnnnnn youuuuu! Come back here and untie meee!" she screamed after him. "Have ... have you gone maddd ... maddd entirrreeelllyyy! Keeeevvviiinnn! Do you hear me ...? Come here and untie meeee! ... Oooohhh myyy Godddd ...!"

He heard her quite distinctly as he entered their studio and picked up his sketching kit. He even grinned at the sounds of her screams, but devils of unforgiving anger still commanded him. He'd drink a cup of
hemlock before he'd give in one more inch to her ... besides, she wouldn't have any trouble freeing herself once she settled down to realize her little puppy dog of a husband had meant everything he'd
said ...!

The Hungry Pet Chapter 4

Chapter 4

A warm sensation of pleasing arousal stirred hopefully in Kevin Garrett's anxious loins as he poured sherry for both his young curvy wife and himself. He couldn't help but wonder if his sketching
appointment with Eve Novack the next day had been the influential factor in causing Laura to do a complete about-face. Jealousy, maybe? Certainly, it wasn't in character for his beautiful, raven-haired honey to suggest he bring along the decanter, he elatedly mused, setting it on the table between them where they worked.

She smiled enticingly and raised her glass toward him. "Cheers,
darling."

"Cheers ..." he smiled.

She sipped while he took a swallow, not really savoring it. He preferred Scotch and water, but had figured she would really have made an issue of that ... drinking hard-stuff this early in the day, and so
on. Though the sherry was better than nothing to try and get things moving ...

"Mmmmmm ... that does taste good, Kevin ... sort of hits the spot, as the saying goes," she said, her large, onyx-eyes beginning to glow with a rare sparkle he too seldom saw in them. There was something undeniably erotic there, almost suggestive and promising.

Christ, could it be? Maybe he should strike while the iron was hot ... as another trite saying went! Not quite yet, of course, but once the wine began to peak her ... if she'd drink a few. To go through all the
cozy little dinner prelims just to stick to formula might well over do it. Besides, a twilight matinee in the sack could just hold some secret ingredient, the unknown quantity his luscious young wife needed to get her hot and running! Damn, there had to be some way, and this was as good a bet as any, considering the fact that he'd just about tried them all ...

"Are you really determined to do this portrait of Eve Novack, darling?" Laura questioned in a light tone, surprising him as she picked up a brush, her attention seemingly concentrated on her canvas.

"Why ... hardly determined, honey," he answered, managing to keep his voice as casual as hers. "It's just a commission ... certainly nothing pressing. You remember when she asked me if I'd consider it? We were at the Flemmings' cocktail thing ..."

"I remember it all distinctly, darling," Laura said, sipping at her sherry. "She reminded me of some sort of preying cat stalking her next meal ... and I'll wager she had a ravenous appetite ... sexually, that
is."

"Hey ... that's the second time you've come down heavy on her, baby," Kevin said, breaking into a grin. "Do I detect a twinge of jealousy in my loving little wife's voice?"

"Don't make fun of me, Kevin. Maybe ... maybe I am a little jealous ... or something. I don't know what it is, but I'm not ashamed of it," she said, her softly spoken, candid words very much moving him. "Anyway, it's not a mistrust of you, darling ... I want you to know that. It's just ... well . I realize that I-I am not the ... the most perfect girl in bed, or ... or even a poor facsimile, but ... but I'm beginning to
wish I were! And I'm really going to try ...!"

The slightest breath of air might have knocked him right off his stool, the young husband wildly thought as he listened with his lower jaw dropping to his vivaciously beautiful wife's admission, but it was her totally unexpected commitment which caused his penis to jerk urgently beneath his clothing. Beyond that, her almost child-like, apologetic air was tearing him apart!

He watched her pick up her wine glass and daintily drain it, then half-smile over at him. His stool nearly toppled like a rocket silo as he blasted off it, dropping onto his knees beside where she sat perched on her own, and possessively wrapping his long arms around the almost virginal softness of her curved young body to hug her tightly against him!

"Christ, baby! You're the most beautiful, gorgeous, breathtaking female God ever made! You know that? You are ... you are! And He knows you don't have to ever be jealous, or worried, or any other damn thing when it comes to a guy named Kevin Garrett! You're that poor slob's whole life, baby, and all the Eve Novacks in the world lined up naked couldn't even begin to do to him what you do ... let alone seduce him! You hear me kitten? I mean that!"

"Oh darling, I know you do!" Laura excitedly gasped to his loving show of tender affection, slipping her arms around his neck and running her hands through his heavy shock of disheveled-appearing brown hair. "I-I didn't mean to upset you while you're working, Kevin. I-I shouldn't 've said anything.."

"Upset me? Baby, you just made my day ten-times more beautiful is all!" Kevin exclaimed, sensing his roused length of hardening penile flesh pulsing warmly in its growing, blood-filling state. He held her with arms encircled around her slender waist, and with his face looking up into and inches from her beautiful features, he smoothed his gaunt, warm hand over the rising swell of her soft belly. "And don't you ever worry about any other gal as far as this guy's concerned, little girl! You're holding all the claims! If you say no Eve Novack portrait, that's the way it is, baby! Just you and me! That's what matters, doll...!"

"Oh Kevin!" she whispered, almost sensually he thought, as her small, warm hands clasped on each side of his face and she raised it higher, implanting her lushly moistened lips wetly down onto his in a heated, tongue-teasing kiss, the kind he well knew she loved so much.

He played tongues soully with her, teasing and stabbing, locking, searching, caressing, their mouths filling with each other's slowly rising warmth. Christ, he couldn't remember her ever being so openly
keyed-up to this degree! His warm, exploring hand brushed over the full ripe mounds of her still brassiere covered breasts, yet he could still feel their tiny, hardened nipples straining beneath the wealth of material. She moaned incitedly into his mouth while her hands toyed in his thick, almost unruly hair and at the back of his neck. Goddamn, she was really hot all right, and getting more-so ... but was she ready? He'd seen her damn close to this point before and had it all fall flat! Kisses, gentle fondling, and hotly suggestive embraces were her love-world, but experience had taught him that once beyond them everything did a topsy-turvy! Even though she couldn't help it, and he had tried to understand that, how long could a red-blooded, all lusty male like himself put up with those sudden cold rebuffs, or her unhidden dutiful wife concept without waggling his hungering yard-arm in other directions?

He thought of Eve Novack on the telephone ... her torrid, provocative voice! Christ, Laura had her pegged to the letter! She may be hung-up with nun-concepts herself, but she could spot a sensuous woman with no difficulty ... and Miss Novack was well known to be that! He couldn't help but wonder if the sexy ex-starlet actually had such seducing thoughts in mind concerning him? Not that it mattered now ... he wouldn't keep their appointment. Hell no, not knowing the way Laura felt ... but it was the fact that she'd come right out and told him that was firing him like a goddamned young bull! Then: "And I'm really going to try ...!" She'd said that, her voice all choked with meaningful emotion, the sound of her hesitant, truthful tone unlike anything he'd ever heard from her!

That was all he wanted! For her to try! Christ, it was unbelievable that with her normal, exquisite young body ... the goddamned mind-twisting beauty of her naked loveliness that she couldn't get with it!
She wasn't still sixteen, and her parents were long gone out of her life ... all of the bitterness which had caused her hang-ups. She'd done four-years at an uninhibited college, associated with girl classmates whose morals were far from being top-grade, and Christ, he ought to know! Hadn't he fucked her roommate for two days straight before the wanton little bitch had introduced her to Laura? That was
how he had finally met her ...!

"Look, darling, I know you don't like wine. So why don't you mix yourself a Scotch and water ... and while you're at it, make one for me, too?"

Kevin gaped up at her. She still held his head while he embraced her. Then, she hotly kissed him. After, he managed: "Now ... now, you're talking my language, angel! And I'll agree, providing ... providing you don't move from this spot so that I can come back in and make love to you ..."

"This way?" she interrupted, those glimmering lights in her eyes like tiny, ignited fires. "Wouldn't you rather have me slip into something ... more comfortable, as that well-worn saying goes?"

Kevin swallowed tightly. He couldn't believe it! "Hell!" he gasped, if it comes to that, I'd prefer you slip out of everything and just come back to sit here!"

"Kevin!" she laughed, her hands continuously stroking his head. "You don't really want me that ... that wanton, do you ...?"

"Why not? You're my wife ... and ... and we're in our own home, and ... we love each other! Hell yes, I want you that way ... completely naked and beautiful in the state you were made for me! Is that so bad? Is it ...?"

"No, darling, it isn't ... and one day soon, maybe, but ... but give this frustrated wife of yours a chance, will you?" Laura half-whispered delighted with the pleasureful sensations of expectancy sweeping
excitedly through her, and trying desperately not to do anything to destroy her flimsy intoxication.

She had never felt quite so immoral as she did at that moment. And she couldn't help but believe that thoughts of Eve Novack were playing an important part in shaping her feelings ... which was good! God, she undoubtedly needed something of this nature if she were ever to crash her hung-up barriers, as Kevin called them, and become a real wife! There was no question any longer in her young mind but what the bed, in sensual love-making was where a wife kept her husband! Or even the floor, a couch, the front or back-seat of their car ...! Just to love and let one's self freely go. That was it! There wasn't any shame, she continually reminded herself. This was the way she was made ... meant to be ... a physical lover for the wonderful man kneeling on the floor beside her with his arms embracingly holding her, his warm, sensitive hands stroking over the tingling fullness of her excitedly swelling
breasts!

"Y-You go make us a couple of Scotches with water, darling ... and I'll change," Laura suggestively whispered. "We've both worked enough for one day ... besides, your little kitten wants to play with the cat-nip!"

She gently pressed him away, pleased with her cute word-teasing statement, the undeniable thrills of heated anticipation growing provocatively down between her thighs. God, she was getting wet there!
The narrow strip of her sheer, nylon panties actually felt soaked as it brushed against the puffy softness of her curl-fringed vaginal lips.

She stood and he slowly, did the same, his hands never leaving her upper body. He said nothing, simply enfolded her into his arms and kissed her passionately, his hot tongue raping her mouth in sensual bliss! She clung to him, returning his kiss fervently, wild emotions the likes of which she had never fully given herself to soaring with an erotic drunkenness that seemed to permeate and excite her whole body.

"You go ahead, baby! I'll make our drinks!" he finally gasped, raising his warm, loving mouth from hers.

"Not too strong, darling ..."

"No ... no, don't worry!" he whispered, his hands smoothing down over the fleshy moons of her firmly rounded buttocks, clasping them and drawing her tighter against his rapidly hardening loins. "It'll be just right ... just go ahead and do what you were going to ...!"

Laura sensed a quiver of growing erotic delight ripple upward over her. She couldn't help but think about it. Was it excitement without dread ...? Maybe just a little bit of repulsion at the way he was so
lustfully clutching at her buttocks? She thought of him trying to use her ... thrusting his hardened maleness up between her defenselessly spread legs ...! No ... no! Not her darling ... not Kevin! He loved her with his whole heart, and she had to rid herself of these terrible ...!

"Go ahead, baby! I'll make the drinks ...!"

"Okay ... okay. I'll be back in a few minutes, Kevin ..."

"Take your time! Take all the time you need, angel! I'll be waiting for you!" he enthusiastically exclaimed, backing off with a little dancing jog and clapping his hands together in a gesture he could never remember making in his life.

Laura smiled, sensing an almost maternal feeling sweeping deliciously through her. God, she didn't need any babies ... he was all of that as well as lover ... the fulfillment of everything in a man she'd ever dreamed of. Then, she said: "I'm going to shower, darling. I'll be a little while."

"I-l won't make the drinks for ten minutes or so," he said. I'll just give the studio a little house-cleaning ... and think about you ..."

Laura knew that her smile, as well as the unconcealable depths of her erotic excitement was visible in her eyes and the expression on her face. She even felt as if she were swaying her buttocks alluringly as
she left the room! And for once, she didn't try to control the roll of her hips, the rippling feel of her rounded, fleshy buttocks which he had to be watching causing thrilling sparks of additional delight to
race through her like the drunkish feel of too much wine! And certainly, she hadn't drunk that much in one glass! No! No! What she was experiencing was the inflamed beauty of love ... yes, sexual
anticipation ... the very intoxicant Kevin had insisted would someday sweep her up, and it had!

Ooohhh ... he was so far beyond anything she deserved, putting up with her as long as he had, Laura thought, brushing the bedroom door closed behind her and beginning to remove her clothing. There had been other girls for him and she knew it. Her own roommates in school, she felt certain, he'd slept with ... probably more, but she didn't and had never felt bad about that. After all, her roommate had introduced them! From that point, he had been on her doorstep nightly ... and she waiting for him.

It was written in the cards, wasn't it, Laura thought, smiling at the inadequate phrase she'd thought of as she quickly shed her clothes and walked nakedly across the room. They'd loved each other from the
beginning, yet, she couldn't help but wonder what his thoughts might have been had he really known the nature of the girl he'd fervently kissed and whispered his love to. The poor darling ... and what a dream he'd been all through her shamefully inhibited sexual performances. Well ... this time it was going to be different! It was! Because she was determined to make it so! Laura Barkley was dead! A new girl, one with real desire, had slipped into her body!

She went to her closet to get a robe and abruptly decided against it. Why should she? She was in her own bedroom, her own home, and with no one but her own husband to walk in on her. If she were really going to try, the unnecessary modesty routines she had been clinging to in front of her husband had better be the first to go! And damn, didn't it feel deliciously thrilling to walk around naked, though?

Laura smiled to herself as she thought of the way her words and tone of voice had quickly brought Kevin to her on his knees. It had delighted her to see the unhideable glimmer of lust turn-on in him. For a moment, she stood there purposely leading her mind along lewd paths. She visualized him standing by and watching her ... and she would climb onto the bed, offering him a sensual view of swayingly hardened breasts, and completely naked buttocks with a fleeting peek at her curl-fringed vaginal-lips ...!

The naked young wife realized then that she was flushing a deep scarlet at her own thoughts and she easily wiped them from her mind. She moved quickly into the bathroom trying to ignore the shame her lurid mental pictures had unwantedly brought. She tucked her wealth of black hair inside the shower-cap and as she did so, her dark-eyes caught sight of her own sensuously white curves reflecting nakedly in the full-length mirror on the back of the door, an unfamiliar little sensation of desire rippling over her shapely young body.

Damn, she did have an enviable figure ... if only she could blend the necessary sensuality to go with it, she confusedly thought, admiring er firm young curves, the fullness of her breasts with their tiny,
berry-like nipples, and the narrowness of her hand-span waist. She let her eyes trail down over the generous, sweeping arch of her hips into the long, white columns of fully rounded thighs and calves. She couldn't deny that there was something hedonistically fascinating in the ivory-like outline her swim-suit halter left across the resilient mounds of her firm, uptilted breasts and cupping at her smoothly ovalled buttocks ... nor the milky-white of her hips and lower tummy where the silken triangle of sparse, coal-black curls began to sprinkle over her puffy little pubic mound and vaginal lips, which at that moment was inspiring an unusual tingling at the base of her soft, flat belly.

Again, she smiled to herself, pleased at the aroused stimulation she was experiencing. She stepped into the shower stall and quickly regulated the water, the finely spraying needles against her naked,
satin-soft flesh, adding to her sensations. But though rare, to reach this point of arousal wasn't unique for her, the almost desperately trying young wife reasoned ... it was what inevitably must follow which
rapidly destroyed her erotic illusions ... that moment of truth when he nakedly crawled between her obscenely widespread legs and hung there above her committing the animalish act of probing at her sensitive, cringing vaginal mouth, then the actual thrusting of its heavy hardness up into her!

God! Would she ever be able to overcome that horrible feel of total debasement? Oh, she had to ... had to! But already, just the mere thought was like being doused with iced water, her excitement of just
seconds before lost in an uncontrollable rising wave of nauseous disgust ... oh, God, she had to now ... simply had to! After committing herself and leading him on ... but ... but ...!

*  *  *

Kevin hummed to himself as he swept through their studio like a diligent Mr. Clean, though his infused mind was far from concentrating on the task at hand. He could still barely believe that it was all
shaping up to perfection ... and right in the middle of the afternoon! Christ, his cock felt as if it were a foot long, and anything but comfortable, imprisoned inside his tight shorts. He glanced at his
watch ... five minutes had passed. Hell, enough of this crap ... he'd go make the drinks ...!

He poured Scotch over ice into two glasses, checked Laura's and decided to add to it. She probably would have only the one and he wanted it to carry some weight. On second thought, he took another glass and poured a healthy shot of the raw liquor into it, then tilted it up to gulp it away. A little reinforcement in his own department was in order, too. Damn, he intended to make this the most beautiful and fulfilling love session for her that any gal ever dreamed of, which, unless he missed
his guess, was going to require all the staying-power he could muster. With that lust-firing thought in mind, the young husband spilled a second bracer into the glass and did away with that, the thought
striking him that this afternoon was actually going to be the real consummation of their marriage and their love for each other. All that had gone before was merely a semester of educating ... preparation for this, the final exam ...!

His watch indicated that nearly fifteen minutes had passed ... damn; what was she doing, anyway? He'd expected her to come back out ... or at least, call him ... or could she just be waiting there for him to
bring the drinks in ...? He added water to their Scotches, sneaked a third short quickie for himself, and with a little tune absently winding through his stirred mind, hummed his way toward their bedroom.

Palming both glasses in one hand, Kevin opened the door with: "Fuller Brush Man! Madam, I'd like to introduce you to a new product we've ..." He stopped short, hearing his voice trailing off into silence as he saw her lying face down on the bed, a yellow robe drawn up over her. She lay with her face buried in the pillow, her naked arms shielding it, long raven hair strewn about like a soft, silken veil. Christ! She was crying!

A sinking sensation gripped at the young husband's lower belly. He sensed his swollen cock give a hurtful lurch as he set their drinks on her dressing table and approached the bed, his brain racing in a
combination of concern and beginning anger. He sat down on the edge of the bed beside her, gently laying his hand on her back, me thin material of her robe enough to let him know she was wearing little or nothing beneath.

"Wh-What's wrong, baby? What happened to you ...?" he half-whispered, struggling to keep his voice calm, the very sound of it, added to his touch, raising a cringing shudder from her, accompanied by increased sobs.

"Oh ... oh Kevin ... I-I just can't help it!" she garbled, her words hardly distinguishable to him, but enough to let him know that nothing had changed, that their little party was about to take its miserably
familiar, goddamned course! "I-I just can't give myself willingly to ... to what you expect of me ... believe me, darling, I've tried so hard ...! Oh, I have ... but ... but it's no use ...!"

"Now, wait a minute, baby," Kevin almost pleaded, still trying to keep the desperation out of his voice. "Christ, it has to be something fixed crazily in your mind, and ... and whatever it is, I know we can
overcome it if we go at it sensibly ... at least, discuss it, Laura ...!"

"Can't you understand, Kevin? God, I don't want to discuss it ... even think about it!" she blurted into her pillow, her face still buried and hidden from him. "It makes me sick, actually ill everytime I feel your ... your thing worming around in me there ... like an animal ... while I have to lay helpless ... oh God! Is that what you call love ...?"

Her admissions spewed at him in undeniable repugnance was at first like a knife twisting in his guts, stunning him for a moment as he sat there gaping down at her. Automatically, he began to soothingly stroke her back through the thin, diaphanous robe, and again she recoiled beneath his touch. It was that final added insult to injury which unleashed the boiling anger inside him, though Laura hardly realized it yet from the controlled level of his enraged voice.

"So ... another replay of the same old record ... that's what you're handing me, right?" he put to her, gaining his feet and beginning to unbutton his shirt, the liquor he had. rapidly drunk churning hotly in
his infuriated belly and blood-stream.

"My God ... is that all you can ever say to me?" Laura sobbingly threw at him, rolling partially onto her side to show her tear-stained face, as well as the whitely exposed mound of one lush, rounded breast ... he saw that she was naked at least down to her hips, the sight of her smooth-textured flesh like a thousand tiny needles of fire jabbing at his fuming loins. "Please ... leave me alone. I've a terrible headache coming on ..."

"Baby, you've got a hell of a lot more than that coming on!" Kevin hissed through tightly clenched teeth, his lips drawn harshly back. He practically tore the shirt off himself and dropped his pants all in one movement that caused Laura to raise her head and gasp out.

"Wh-What do you think you're doing ...?"

"That ought to be pretty obvious even to you!" he spat, kicking off shoes and socks, then unceremoniously shoving his white, cotton shorts down off his lean hips to expose the long swollen hardness of his angry cock poling out from his hair-covered loins, his heavy balls swinging bullishly between his lank, sinewy thighs.

"K-Kevin ... my God, please ... I told you I have a headache ...!" Laura choked, her widened dark eyes jerking upward from the unwelcomed sight of his lewdly exposed genitals in their obscene primed state to the wildly angered expression on his face.

"You're going to have a migraine in your cunt in a minute!" he pitilessly snarled, suddenly reaching down to snatch the robe away, revealing her completely naked young body to his now almost violently
maddened eyes. "And it's high fucking time you did ...!

"Oh ... oh no you don't!" Laura bitterly cried out, trying to roll away from him, her arms and legs flailing, but he caught her roughly and threw her face down once more onto the bed, slapping her a stinging crack across her nakedly exposed buttocks. "Ooohhh!" she blurted in hurt shock.

"You try that again and I'll slap you silly, damn you!" Kevin warned, his tone cutting sharp. "I've had it, baby ... all I can stomach of your goddamned hang-ups! You may hate me from here on out, but that
can't be much worse than what you call loving! I'm going to fuck you without mercy, little wifey dear, and there isn't one frigging thing you can do about it but spread your snooty little ass and take it!"

"Oh ... oohhh, my God, Kevin ... please ...?" the absolutely stunned and horrified Laura whimpered as she lay there forcibly on her stomach, feeling him roughly spreading her legs apart and wedging between them. "Please ... oohhh, at least let me turn over if ... if you've got to do it ...!"

"What? And have to watch my big brutal cock worming into your precious little cunt-hole? Don't be silly, Mrs. Garrett! I wouldn't want you to get any sicker than you are!" Kevin scathingly sneered down at her naked, helplessly spread body beneath him. "Besides, bitch, this is the way we animals fuck ... from behind ...!"