The Hungry Pet Chapter 2

"Who was that?" Laura questioned, hardly looking up from her canvas as her young, angularly built husband returned from answering the telephone.

"That, my love, was the sexy Eve Novack," Kevin replied, squatting onto the stool before his work as he picked up his palette. "She requests that I please come over in the morning for sketches."

"What did you say?"

"That I would," he answered, leaning back to perspectively observe his reproduction of the President, which was due to appear on a news magazine cover in two weeks. There was still something wrong.

"What did she say about yesterday?" Laura asked, the fact that he'd agreed to go tomorrow for a sketch-setting irked her. She didn't like the girl ... no, that was not it at all! She didn't trust her! And why should she, with a reputation such as she had ...?

"That she was sorry. I told you, doll, she was sorry about that. Her maid was very apologetic. Miss Novack was ill but thought she could set anyway ... etcetra ... etcetra."

"Hmmmmm ... maybe. I would be more inclined to think she was suffering from a hangover."

"Oh, for Chris' sake, Laura," her twenty-five year old husband edgily responded. "That's certainly a catty viewpoint."

"Maybe it is ... but I'd almost bet that I'm closer to it than you are, darling," the young, extremely attractive girl in her paint-splotched smock lightly added. "Eve Novack is a cold and calculating bitch."

"What ...? Wow! Hearing that come out of your gentle lips, baby, is like napalm!" Kevin said, gaping over at his curvaceous young wife whose beautiful black eyes never stopped setting him afire. "Y-You
don't usually toss out opinions like that. What's the bit?"

"No bit, Kevin ... just observant facts," Laura replied, trying very much to maintain a light tone, while inside, she was churning; yet she wasn't quite sure why. Outside of the fact that she loved her handsome new husband with a passion ... but a particular passion of her own ... and that the likes of Eve Novack claiming his privacy for even a minute ... damn, she wasn't quite sure what she meant ...

"Well, I'll give her a couple of hours ... maybe three," Kevin Garrett informed, pleasurefully sensing what he thought might be a strain of jealousy in his luscious, twenty-two year old wife of six month's,
voice. Christ, maybe that was what they needed, she climbing onto a jealous kick! They needed something, all right, before it all drizzled away like soiled water ... never dirtied and only barely used ...!

"So, you're going tomorrow, is that it?" Laura pressed, unable to shake her feelings.

"Yes, in the morning... close to noon. Miss Novack doesn't get up until then," he replied, remembering the husky lilt of her voice and the way she'd made him promise he would be there ... "Look, darling, if I'm not up ... but I will be ... you come right in and slap me on the bottom! Everyone should be awake and at their thing by noon ... shouldn't they?"

"Why ... why yes, I guess they should! I'll be there."

"Wonderful! I'm looking forward to it so much, Kevin! And it should be fun for us ... I mean, it doesn't have to be a drag, does it ...?"

"No ... no, of course not! I-It should be fun."

"I'll be waiting, dear ... and I just know we're going to have a wonderful time ...!"

Christ, he couldn't work! The canvas before him had lost all perspective. His cock was actually stirring inside his pants! Her goddamned voice ... that's what it was, her voice! If only Laura ...? Maybe, if he began now ... it was early enough to work into it ... slowly, methodically, gradually sweeping over her and breaking down some of those barriers ...! Damnit, he had to keep trying! She was his wife and he loved her! There really could never be anyone else ... could there ...?

"What say to a little wine for a pick-up, baby?" he questioned, smiling over at her beautiful, young face, the very face which had turned his whole world upside down. God, he loved her so much, and he knew she returned his feelings. It wasn't that; she just couldn't help herself, and invariably froze right up if he mentioned consulting professional help. "Don't be ridiculous, Kevin! Why should l? Lord, what do you want ... a wife or just a plain slut?" Goddamn, sometimes he wondered, "Well ... you didn't answer, baby ...?" he pressed, smiling over at her.

"So early, darling?" Laura responded, intuitively reading his thoughts, her own subconscious countering like strategically placed men on a chess board. "Well ... I have a little headache ... but I'll join you if you want."

Oh no! A little headache! It was too early for a big headache, a sick headache, or a migraine which could totally incapacitate her if necessary! He bit his tongue and got to his feet again, determined not
to give up. He went over to her and bent down. Warmly, she raised her lips to meet his in a gentle, lingering kiss. Then, he flicked his eyes onto the seascape she was painting. They were her best, still
amateurish in many respects, but with much promise. Her work hung in several, local galleries, the sales though limited, very much pleasing her as well as him. After all, she had majored in music with teaching intentions, but their whirlwind courtship during her last semester at UCLA where he had been doing some art teaching followed by a spur of the moment marriage, had ended all of that.

"Well, what do you think, Professor?" she asked, leaning back and cutely tilting her pretty head with its long, raven hair tumbling around her shoulders and oval-ling her perfectly featured face.

"Right on, Mrs. Garrett! No one, and I mean no one, has a more natural touch for sea than you," he sincerely answered. "You keep this up and you'll be supporting me."

She looked up at him, pleased, the tiny lights in her large onyx-eyes reflecting that pleasure. "Hmmmmm," she murmured, her lushly glossed lips curved in smile. "Flattery might just get you everywhere, darling. I-I'll take a little sherry ... and why don't you bring in the decanter."

Kevin grinned, a flush of promising arousal washing through him. He straightened. "I'll do just that, my proud beauty," he said, jauntily sweeping off toward their liquor cabinet.

Laura watched him, an emotion of deep-felt love filling her almost to the bursting point. She would try in bed ... yes, and harder than ever tonight! She would ... but only because it seemed to mean so much to him ... and God, he was her whole life! She'd die without him ... she truly would!

Oh God, why did you have to make the animal part of us?

She just couldn't help it. Love to her was warm kisses and gentle caresses, sharing, and caring for one another ... and marriage a beautiful, never-ending companionship ... but how much more enchanting
it would be without the degrading rigors of sex! Yet, other women, she realized, reveled in that one aspect of marriage, in fact it was the most important part of the union to them! How many of her girl friends, even way back in high school with no thought of marriage in mind were "putting-out," as they'd referred to it in bragging whispers? And how disgustingly sick their sinful promiscuity had always made her!

Laura had already, even at that age, resigned herself to the fact that she was different. Why, she had refused to question, and it wasn't really until after she'd met Kevin that she had sat down and truly
tried to analyze herself. She was normal enough in every other respect, certainly not unattractive or unintelligent, and with physical endowments she well knew to be sensuously inviting to her many dates ... in fact, too inviting! But just the mere thought of giving up her virginity to some lust-inflamed male in the back seat of his car had been enough to stop seeing any of them from the moment they tried to
touch her.

Oh yes, Kevin had made his stabs at it too, but with him it had been different from the beginning. It was a month before he'd tried the first time, and by then she had been too in love with him to do anymore
than frustratedly cry in his arms ... and he'd stopped. "All right, darling, we'll wait until our wedding night ... and you know something? I think I love you more because of it ...!" That's what he'd whispered to her, while he tenderly held her and kissed her, and she blurted out to him the whole story of her wealthy parents and her life with them in San Francisco. It was that very night when she first actually realized the lonely shell her adulterous mother and father with all of their luxury had forced her, an only child, to withdraw into, in an attempt to deafen her ears and blind her young eyes to what they were doing.

If they hadn't been the whole cause for her repugnance toward sex, they had certainly been a prime factor in its growth. Yet, as Kevin had said, she was a normal, healthy girl, and surely her reluctance, or loathing, whatever she wanted to call it, would pass once they were married an d she was gently introduced to the intoxicating rapture of physical love-making. And she had believed him because she wanted to ... because she loved him ... and at any rate, resigning herself to the fact that it was going to be her wifely duty, her one hope being that she would get pregnant immediately ... But of course, she hadn't ... nor had there been any intoxicating rapture the first time he'd shoved his thing between her shamefully spread legs, lying there nakedly exposed beneath him, her tight young vaginal opening being forcibly stretched in unbelievable, tormenting pain by his hugely throbbing penis head.

God, how she'd hated him at that moment, suspended above her helpless, virginal body, both of them in their obscene nakedness, the warm kisses and tender caresses which had led to it forgotten as he tried to worm the thick, rubbery head of his brutal organ into the tiny defenseless mouth of her never-before entered vagina . . .

"Ooohhh! Oh God, Kevin, stop! Please don't! Y-You can't! You're hurting me terribly ...!" she'd wincingly cried out, squirming and cringing beneath his animalish act, but more than all else, stunned when he hadn't paid any attention to her and didn't pull the wicked thing back out of her!

"There, baby, there ... just relax ... relax, darling! Don't try to fight me ... it'll only hurt for a minute or so, and then you'll see!" he'd lustfully gasped, his hot, wet mouth dropping down onto hers as she'd felt him flick his hips, the huge rod of hardened flesh worming up into and splitting wide her vaginal walls with an excruciating wrack of agony that seconds later, when she had caught her breath, raised a
shriek from her throat! Something up inside her had popped and she knew he had ripped her there!

"Oh ... ooohhh! God, Kevin! You've torn me! Take it out, please I tell you! Stop! Take it out ...!"

But he hadn't. Instead, he'd been like some sort of wild beast she had never known before, hanging there above her unmoving, his hot breaths panting down into her face and against the sensitive flesh of her naked breasts, the desire-swollen tip of his heavily hardened penis throbbing inside the painfully stretched mouth of her soft, curl-fringed vagina as if it were some separate entity and no part of him.

"Shhhhh ... baby ... there ... you see ... I told you it'd be all right in a minute ...,!" he'd gasped down at her. "It doesn't hurt now, does it? Isn't it beginning to feel better? You see, I'm not moving, darling
... I love you, honey ... I don't want to hurt you ...!"

But he had. He had hurt her so she could hardly walk the next day! Worming the inhuman thing into her inch by inch each time she thought it was totally and obscenely thrust to its entirety up into her, until she could feel it heatedly pulsating in her very recoiling belly, the gradually subsiding pain more intensely resumed with his every flicking move! And then, he'd begun the debasing in-and-out sawing and she'd closed her eyes so that at least she wouldn't have to watch the animal gestures of his disgusting act, thankful for the profuse flow of vaginal fluids inside her that was making it bearable without totally losing her mind.

And then, suddenly, he had clutched more violently at the mounds of her naked breasts, his hips and buttocks beginning to work faster between her legs, driving his huge, raging hardness up into her soft,
unprotected belly like some sort of wild animal, until she thought she could feel it ripping right on through her stomach and all the way up between her sensitively swollen breasts.

He was almost mauling her in his savagely moving hands!

"Christ, Laura baby, spread your legs wider ... move your ass! Fuck it up at me, for God's sake! Fuck it up at me, baby!" he'd obscenely spewed down at her, abruptly dropping his lean, hard body heavily onto hers, his hips and buttocks pumping like a madman to make his deeply impaling cock massage the smooth wet walls of her vagina with a spellbinding sensation of delight that momentarily raised little
uncontrollable whimpers into her throat! "Christ! I'm cumming, Laura ...! I'm cummmiunnnggg ...!"

Now, as she remembered, for that very first night of their honeymoon would always be vividly etched in her brain, there had been pain, but at that moment, of an entirely different variety ... almost pleasureful ...! It was all of the other things which had drowned that brief instant. His total disregard for her when she'd begged him to stop ... his use of filthy, four-letter words which sickened her ... his
unhidable animalism when his orgasm took complete control over him!

And he hadn't changed, nor had she. Only the tolerance of accepting and accommodating him without knowing pain was different, and sometimes there was even a strange feeling of sensual excitement, but she knew it was all because of the "preliminaries," as medical men like to put it, the warm kisses and caresses preceding that unwanted moment of penetration, never the animalish act itself. Yet, it was her expected duty as a wife to play, and she intended to because she loved him so much. But, seven nights a week? God, for the first time in her life she'd found herself looking forward to her periods, and if it hadn't been for her convenient headaches now and then throughout the other three weeks of the months, she didn't know what she would do!

Last night, she'd avoided the whole performance with a faked headache. She'd been sorry after, wanting to hold him in her arms and kiss him, but after what he'd tried to do the day before ... coming home with those two marijuana cigarettes ... God! Had he actually thought she'd smoke one? "Look, honey, the weed has good as well as bad properties! Maybe that's what we ... you ... both of us need ...!"

"You've got to be out of your mind, Kevin! Do you think for one minute I'm going to start using drugs to give you ... your ... your sexual kicks ...?" she'd bitterly spat at him, unable to believe his intentions as she'd jumped up and ran from the room, locking their bedroom door.

Later, she'd came out to receive his apologies, which she had known would be forthcoming. He'd destroyed the cigarettes, flushing them down the toilet, almost begging her to forgive him, then insisting she sit on the terrace with a martini while he charcoal broiled steaks for their dinner. It had all been so beautiful, his gentle, loving attention all through the evening and in the bedroom ... until he'd tried to move down in the bed and actually kiss her between the legs!

Oooohhh! All day, she'd lived with that depraved thought, the abrupt realization that she was married to a very lustful, if beautiful man, at last dawning on her in its full shocking entirety. But they loved
one another ... belonged together, and each had to give some measure, or they were going to break one another's hearts! God knows, she could never give in to perversion, yet that didn't mean that she wasn't wrong more often than not in their normal sexual encounters! She knew what it meant to him ... and yes, more and more, it had even found her somewhat willing! Tell the truth, Laura, at least to yourself! There was something sensuously invigorating about having a tall, naked husband approach you with his ... his protruding cock hardened and excited from the mere sight of your body ... your rounded, swelling breasts and tanned, open thighs ... knowing your soft, curl-fringed vaginal lips was where his loving eyes were feasting?

Yes! And the moment after she'd automatically mentioned a headache just minutes earlier, she had remembered! God, if only he would remain gentle and considerate of her; she was beginning to feel certain that given a little more time she could offer him everything he wanted in a wife! Perhaps, just a little bit sluttish too ... but he was coming now with the wine ... couldn't let him see her just sitting there
daydreaming ... The deliciousness for her was making him work for it ... and then she was going to try very hard to make his efforts worthwhile, the wonderful, lover-darling ...!

*  *  *

Eve Novak enticed the big, hesitating animal with an inbred, natural talent, drawing him toward where she sat on the rubber raft in her near-nakedness with cooing words and sounds.

"Come on, Stranger. Don't be afraid. I won't bite you if you don't bite me. Come on, darling ... that's it ... closer ... jump right into the water with Eve ...!"

He had, but only after she'd coaxed him for ten solid minutes, and then by degrees inching closer with little whimpers, his gallant ears that junkie bastard had in his whole filthy body ...!

"Oh, you are a darling!" Eve exclaimed, playfully hugging his wet, powerful neck while she tread water with one hand and her busy, long legs. A little whine escaped from deep in his throat as he began to easily swim with both their buoyant weight toward the shallow end where the wide steps ascended to the deck. "Who do you belong to, stranger? Where did you come from?" she went on, speaking to him as if he could understand her every word. "They certainly don't take very damn good care of you, do they? And you're such a big, strong handsome fellow...!"

He climbed the steps beside her, not trying to race ahead as dogs do, but waiting until she finally took her small hand from his mane before jogging far enough away to shake himself with a mighty tremor, water flying in all directions, but not reaching her.

"And you're a gentleman, too!" Eve said, laughing and feeling better than she had in several hours. She slipped on her bra-top, a wisp of black, see-through material which little more than suggested a covering for her firm, fully erect breasts, then tossed her towel around her shoulders and again surveyed the handsome stranger who had appeared out of nowhere at a time when his type of mute, lovable companionship she had sorely needed. "I-I think I'll call you Stranger, too ... and dammit, I'm going to keep you, darling ... at least, until someone comes after you! Then, I'm not so sure that I'll give you up! Whoever you belong to, they haven't even bothered tagging you ... but Eve will, baby! From now on, you just may be her constant companion!"

The voluptuous, short-haired blonde beauty delightedly watched the big, majestic animal give himself one more severe shaking, then trot toward her, his warm, brown eyes glowing, his great jaws open with long, pink tongue wetly visible as if he were smiling at her in loving pleasure. He brushed his huge head against the soft dampness of her tanned thigh, whimpering as she reached down to pet him.

"Oh, you big doll!" Eve whispered, the warmth filling her at his open show of affection almost a sensuous emotion inside her. "Well, at least you're cleaner, Stranger ... and what a beautiful coat of fur you have. I'll bet you just glisten when you're really bathed!" she added, the thought of doing exactly that, just as she had to Bo-Bo, suddenly adding to her excitement. "But you're probably starved, too ... so, we'll take care of that first. Come on, darling! Let's go into the kitchen and see what Conchita has for you ...!"

The big German shepherd unhesitatingly followed along beside her. He had known a kind master and mistress before the man who kept him in the house on wheels to protect it. He had tried to be close to the man, but he was not gentle and often Stranger was hungry. The man had not closed the door of the house on wheels tight and it had been simple for him to open it and trot off. It was new country to him with great trees and mountains, easy to hide in and not be found by the man. Water to drink was plentiful and soon he would find food without killing any of the little animals in the forest, his keen instincts had told him, and now he knew this was so.

The golden-haired girl very much pleased him. There was warmth in her voice when she spoke to him and affection in the touch of her hand. And then, suddenly, he had never seen so much raw, red meat as was set before him by another older and dark-haired woman while his new golden-haired friend continued to lovingly stroke the drying fur of his back.

"And while you eat, darling, I will make a phone call," Eve said to him, the pleasing mood which had stirringly swept her up since Stranger's unexpected intrusion into her life taunting familiar wantonness. "When he's finished, Conchita, bring him into my bedroom suite."

"Yes, Miss Eve," the other replied, watching the massive brute wolf down the four pounds of prime steak she had just bought for the dinner table that evening. When her employer was out of earshot, she said aloud: "You are a very handsome dog ... but steak ...?"

"What did you say?" a male voice from the butler's pantry called in Spanish.

"I was speaking to the animal," Conchita answered her older husband in their native tongue.

The square-faced man wearing a neat white jacket, his face leathery and his dark eyes red-rimmed, appeared limpingly in the doorway, a silver candelabra which he was polishing in his hand. "It is not wise to take in such a stray beast," he said. "It could be rabid."

"Humph! If the one who left this morning was not, this beautiful animal certainly isn't either!" Conchita tartly compared.

Manuel grunted. "If she had to clean that swimming pool just once she would not let dogs swim in the water, or carelessly drop glasses into it ..."

"Shut-up your groaning," Conchita snapped at him. "Why do you think she keeps you around here; to ogle after her nakedness? Go back to your silver cleaning and be thankful for your three meals and a roof over your head."

Which was just about all he had, with the exception of the TV, her husband inwardly grumbled. Now, it had come to the point where his own wife would not undress in the same room with him! Caramba! Sometimes, the aching need in his groin was enough to drive him crazy, and most especially when Miss Eve chose to show him her young, naked tits as casually as if they were elbows! He had once, when she was in a terrible rage after one of her lovers had run off, seen her stripped completely and totally naked, storming through the house, her full, white tits and lushly rounded buttocks jiggling and swaying in her rage until his too-long unused cock had stood out inside his pants like an axe-handle! Yes, he remembered it well, for she had been drunk and passed out on the floor of the living room, and he had lifted her into his arms, carrying that beautiful, satiny-white body to her private suite, his hungry eyes feasting on the sparse blonde triangle and tight, pink cuntal crevice running up between her gorgeous legs ...!

"Take the dog into her suite. He has finished with his eating ... and it will be a wonder if he doesn't have indigestion the way he gulped it down," Conchita said, interrupting his lecherous thoughts. "Well, go ahead, husband! She is waiting for him!"

"Waiting for him ...? I thought she was making a phone call? Besides, I heard her say for you to bring him ..."

"Don't argue with me, you lazy peon!" Conchita spat, her dark eyes suddenly blazing. "She was calling Mr. Garrett next door, I imagine, and that was five minutes ago! How long do you think it takes to make a telephone call? Now, do as I say!"

"Yes, yes, you do not have to get all ...!"

Eve's reappearance in the kitchen doorway, her lovely face wearing a gay and welcomed smile which was like the sweet music to her servants, interrupted Manuel's sighing words. The dog, Stranger, who sat licking his chops, had been glancing from one to the other of the older couple with intent interest, the deeper, hardly noticeable tones of their voices advising him of the affection between them. Then, the moment he saw his new, and pretty golden-haired friend, he immediately went to her with tail wagging.

"So, do you feel better, Stranger darling?" Eve questioned, still in her brief bikini and squatting down on her haunches to lovingly take the animal's big head between her hands, while Manuel lecherously gaped at her somewhat revealing stance. Conchita glared angrily at her husband, causing him to disappear back through the doorway of the butler's pantry.

"He has one fierce appetite, Miss Eve," Conchita said, smiling.

"Good. That proves he is healthy," Eve said, hugging him. "Keep plenty of the best meat you can buy on hand for him, Conchita. Now, he's just handsome, but I'm going to make him splendid, and the happiest dog in the world! I just love him, don't you?"

"He is a beautiful animal, Miss Eve ... but where does he come from? He must have an owner ..."

The curvaceous blonde girl came erect, startling the older woman. "He does, Conchita! Me!" she snapped, her round green eyes narrowing. "And no one better try to take him from me! This is one male I intend to keep forever!"

"Yes ma'am ..." the dark-eyed, handsome-faced woman meekly replied, her keen mind abruptly realizing the significance the beautiful animal's unexpected entrance into her employer's mixed-up life was taking. And after they had left her kitchen, walking side by side, this golden-haired, lovely bodied girl whom she loved like a daughter possessively resting her hand on the massive animal's proud head, Conchita sensed a strange feeling that perhaps her Miss Eve had found someone she could love and trust at last ...!

The Hungry Pet Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Beyond the high, pumice-stone wall and below the steep cliff-side, the surf roared in great sweeps of white foam against the rocky shore-line, the blue waters of the Pacific sparkling like a sea of priceless gems beneath the brilliant California sky. On an inflated rubber raft, bound by the azure-colored tiles of her heart-shaped swimming pool, the curvaceous blonde girl with the long shapely legs, though aware the view was all there gave it little thought. As always, it was the soothing sound of the pounding surf and not the sight which tranquilized her. In fact, the vast ocean in its incessant anger actually upset her, but then, it wouldn't take much to do that this bitchy midday, she irately thought.

Idly floating atop the breeze-stirring, crystal clear water, Eve Novak lay stretched out on her back, wide-brim hat shading her half-closed green eyes, a cooler glass filled with ice, gin and tonic resting wetly against the satiny skin of her sun-tinted, flattened belly. From beneath the brim, she could look down between the rounded white mounds of her naked breasts, following the sleek, symmetrical lines of the sexy, tanned legs to her tiny feet with their daintily pedicured, clear-polished nails where the sun reflected in scintillating glimmers. These she concentrated on for a few wasteful moments in an effort to
escape the fuming bitterness the young boy had left with her when he had just up and walked out some hour or so before.

Goddamn him, anyway! She hoped to hell the cops busted him, the ungrateful, hair-faced junkie! And they would sooner or later, no doubt about that, but it wouldn't mean a damn thing. Just another check-mark on his already worthless existence. Hadn't he admitted to her at least a half-dozen prior arrests for everything from pushing drugs to rape and armed robbery? Ooohhh! The filthy bastard, accepting her luxuriant bed and food, the likes of which he'd never even remotely dreamed of, reveling in it, and, her naked body for three days and nights, then having the gall to casually tell her she bored him! God, every time she thought about it, she could just scream out in rage!

What was even more exasperating to her than all else was the fact that she did feel his loss ... that she'd actually been hurt and had begged him not to leave ... and that he'd merely stood there by the door grinning at her, his handsome, young white teeth gleaming through the thick, heavy beard she had pampered and groomed for him, his lack of feeling for her as obvious in his hardened eyes as the untold number of men she had walked out on had probably seen in her own!

"Lady, you're a drag ... know what I mean?" he'd droned with absolutely no inflection in his twenty year old tone. His young, hazel eyes were cold and empty, dilating from the fix he had shot into himself not twenty-minutes before in her bathroom, a poke of stuff she had bought for him the previous night from a known pusher in Monterey. "Fuck and suck and fuck again, that's all that clogs your pretty warped head. Hasn't anyone ever told you that cunt of yours is for pissing, too?"

"Oh, you ... you ungrateful bastard!" Eve had steamed, barely able to hold herself from going at him with her unique set of clawing-talons.

"Ungrateful ...? Hey, what's to be grateful for, baby? Like you bathed and fed me and I gave you some cock. So, we all got our kicks, didn't we?" he measured in that same vacant monotone. "I mean, you liked that taming the wild masculine beast, driving him crazy to crawl up between your luscious legs, or just laying there while you sucked the cum right out of the lining of his balls! So I played your game for a few days, but it was all jazz, nothing more, cunny-girl. You bought me some stuff and in payment, I let you use my cock to your heart's content. So what's this grateful shit?"

Remembering it vividly now, Eve could still feel the scalding tears blurring her eyes. Yet, even with the rage that'd been nearly consuming her, the thought of losing him had suddenly swept away all of the ego and pride she had ever known, or shown, with any of the multitude of men in her life. God, mean and heartless young animal that he was, she needed him! He did something for her, however warped and perverted it might be ...!

"Please, Bo-Bo darling?" she'd pleaded, realizing now that she had never even learned his real name. "I-I'm sorry if I said ... or did anything to make you angry ...!" She had reached out for his hand which
he casually drew out of her reach. "Don't leave me? Eve needs you, baby-doll. She loves you! My God, lover, who is she going to bathe and sweeten all up? Who is going to explain to her what the whole world is all about, and. . . and why there's no future less we have complete revolution ...?"

"Oh, slip down off that dung-pile, lady," he'd disgustedly threw at her. "You got problems all right, and you need help about as much as any chick I've ever crawled on. The way I see it, for what it's worth,
you've lived sixty years in your thirty, fucked and sucked ... yeah, done it all until there's no more kicks left in the bag for you. My old man used to say that was what the movies did to its people, and I can
see it in you ... probably the only piece of truth he ever spoke. You're strung-out, babe, unraveled because you've drained your pot of sex. Now, you're leaning to the weirdo bag, else why should a cunt with all your beauty and loot want to jump into a lion's cage for a bang?"

"P-Please, Bo-Bo ... I'll do anything you want ... buy you a new Jag like you were talking about last night? Honest! We'll go down today an ...!"

He'd pushed her away when she'd started to move toward him, trying to encircle him inside her arms. "Fuck off, lady! Take up knitting, or buy yourself a dog! This man's got itchy feet and new pussies to conquer!" He'd opened the door and stepped outside then, the outline of his muscular, young body in its faded jeans, T-shirt ... rags, wavering in her tear brimmed eyes. Her hands, she remembered, had gone to her mouth so that Conchita, the cook, wouldn't hear her burst out crying and come on a run. "But for what it's worth, Eve baby, I'll always remember the movie starlet with the big heart and the tight, beautifully educated cunt. You were a tremendous moment in Bo-Bo's life! He's not about to forget you ...!"

A tremendous moment in his life, she had thought then, sobs uncontrollably choking up from her throat, and again that thought tore bitterly at her as she floated placidly on her raft in the security two wealthy ex-husbands and an unremembered number of lovers had made possible. But there were no more strangling sobs now. That moment had passed as it had myriad times before for whatever their reason, and now only the mean emptiness she had been left with so many, many times since she'd ran away from that Nebraska farm with a summer-stock actor named, Robert Calwart, remained.

Eve had been sixteen at the time, and he forty, handsome, a ticket to the capitol of the world for her. God, she hadn't even been a virgin then, had she? No, there'd been three hired men ... or was it four? ...
what difference? Robert had really been good to her and three months later they had wound up in L.A. where it really all began. It was exactly what she wanted, to be on Hollywood's doorstep where she could display the physical endowments she well knew she possessed. And through Ben Zachary, Robert's agent, she'd gotten her first bit part in a B movie. Of course, it'd meant sleeping with Ben, another basically good, forty year old man, but she'd hardly minded. His fat little tongue had been like a wildly striking snake up between her legs, and it hadn't been long before she'd moved her things to his apartment. On and on it had gone, from Ben's bed to others she could hardly remember, and finally a pair of lesbian actresses shacking together who admitted her to make a troilism. That hadn't been so awful, either, especially considering the way they had managed to secure better and better parts
for her, until she had finally met Roy ... Roy Marvin, the last of the small-time western stars.

She and Roy had married when she was eighteen in '60, their nothing association lasting three years and two abortions. Sidney Bartell, the British star had been next, the perfect arrangement, she'd thought. Poor Sid, such a beautiful man and an nonconvertible homo who needed a wife for his box-office image. How could she miss? Five years of free- wheeling on both their parts, numerous unimportant roles for her, as she began to appear in nudes with the new permissive approach, and
finally Robert's death in an auto accident in Mexico which had brought that episode to a profitable end. She had inherited Cliff side here in Big Sur country and close to a half-million dollars in cold cash after
taxes, boosting her bank-account well into the security range. The promiscuous little farm girl from Nebraska had made it after all ... but at what cost? The last few months, she had pondered that question
too often ...

It weigh bitterly on her mind at the very moment as she floated about the pool, the prevailing breezes moving her, haphazardly, a great deal like her very existence, she rancorously thought, the tears of earlier grief beginning to pass. Of course, those tears would subside and go away forever, she knew from experience. It was just the immediate heartache, the egotistical loss of a lover she hadn't personally shed ... but ... but he had never been a lover like any of the others, had he?

There had been nothing suave or sweet smelling about Bo-Bo when she'd met him at The Haven, a small bar adjacent to the village's leading hotel in the nearby corners of Cala Mar. She'd been shopping for a handbag, had bought a snake-skinned one in fact, which she was quite pleased with and had gone into the lounge for a gin-tonic to examine it. He'd stood at the bar, down at the far corner as if he were not permitted to enter into the center of things, drinking beer from a bottle. Somehow, and she would never remember how that had happened, she had looked up to stare right into his leveled, perceptive eyes.

Had she given him some sort of come-on? Eve hardly remembered, but suddenly he was standing there with his beer bottle in his hand next to her table, smiling down at her. God, he'd been a stack of dirty rags, smiling warmly through a mow of unkempt whispers, his waved brown hair dangling around his shoulders. Yes, she had smelled him!

"W-Why don't you sit down ... seeing you've come this far, stranger?" she said, looking up at him with dancing eyes, just the knowing of his being invited to her table enough to jar the house staff with whom she
was quite familiar. The odd part of it was that she'd just shaken off a Vic someone-or-other, a twenty-three year old and spoiled son of an electronic scion from San Francisco who had wanted to marry her, ridden
herself of him with a vow that she'd have no more to do with immature men, if any at all! But the knowing smile on this one's hardly visible face, and the expression in his young vibrant eyes at that moment had
easily persuaded her, inciting her loins with visions of lewd sexual delights to come.

"Come ahead, sit down," she pressed, setting her new handbag in the chair next to her.

He did, very methodically, every movement a slow and decisive work of skepticism. He said, "You're Eve Novak. I watched a late-movie you were in on TV in a Phoenix hotel lobby a week ago. That ... that was before they kicked me out." He grinned. "You were just a little girl then, but you haven't changed much. 'Beach Bang' was the name of it. Remember ...?"

Eve nodded. She sure enough did remember. It was the bit-thing Ben Zachary had first gotten for her and she'd had to suck-off the Director every day for a month! You didn't forget a milestone like that when the
man was almost sixty years old!

"You were pretty corny, but man, what a stack of curves," he said. "I thought about you for two nights after ... even wondered whatever happened to you, and bloody fuck, here I run smack into you!"

At that moment, his use of the four letter word, though not uncommon in her particularly limited circle, sent a tremulous thrill tingling through her sensual, mini-clad body. For a moment, she wasn't sure whether to smile or show some up-tightness at his casual, obscene words, but then he had followed through taking her  completely unaware.

"Not only do I meet you right out, but I find that the body you swiveled in that flick was babyfat compared to what I see now ... say nothing of the face! Hey, lady, you're beautiful, you know it ...?"

He laughed, a warm and thrilling sound. "The lady and the tiger!" he said. "So ... tame me, lady! Tame me, if you can!

She grabbed at his torn T-shirt, beginning to undress him right there in her plush living room, knowing that Manuel and Conchita were in their quarters and wouldn't come unless called. He laughed and so did
she. "You're filthy!" she said, and then he roared, throwing back his head. "Who wants a filthy lover?" she giddily put to him, pulling at the wide-belt of his jeans. "Who did you sleep with last night?"

"A bunch of nasty-bastard ants! That's the truth! They just about chewed my ass off," he said as she made him step out of his ragged jeans and stand there with only his almost white, jockey shorts covering his total nakedness, the swell of his genitals huskily outlined before her hungering eyes, causing wild sensations of
excitement to flutter intoxicatingly through her.

The opened windows and the ocean breeze continued to taunt her incited, flaring nostrils with strong essences of his young, real masculinity as he slipped his strong arms around her hour-glass waist, the mass of
hair smothering his young, under-arms stimulating her the more at their virile sight!

"You're a tiger, all right ... or are you just a pussycat?" Eve questioned, smoothing her small, soft hands over the hard, muscular development of his upper rib-cage and youthful, hairy chest as he began to pressure tighter against her, the sensation of his long, stirring penis against her yielding, resilient belly like a squirming snake filled with fire!

"That's for you to decide, lady."

"My name is Eve, remember?"

"Sure ... but I think I'll call you cunny-girl. You like that ... cunny-babe? Cunny-honey ...?"

"Whatever you want, lover!" she hissed, engulfing his mouth with her moistly open lips waiting to receive his young, hot tongue! It came and they clung that way for moments, their heated tongue tips passionately
caressing, he with his big hands joined behind her slender waist, she with hers moving up beneath his arms to lock behind his strong, thick shoulders, their roused loins erotically grinding against one another in lewd sensuality.

God, what was it about him that had turned-on the basic animal in her? Not that the beast hadn't reared its immoral head untold times before, but never with more wild abandon! She had led him into the sunken bath
of her private bedroom suite, stripped him while he'd stood grinning with hands on narrow hips, then knelt before him in awe, excitedly staring at his amazing, half-hardened cock and the heavy young balls hanging promisingly between his strong legs! To the best of her recollection, it was the longest and thickest male penis she had ever seen, its huge, bulbous head reminding her of a huge, tightly clenched fist!

"You dig it, Cunny-babe? Like it's not the average, run-of-the-mill, everyday cock, eh?" he proudly teased, obscenely waggling his naked hips to make the yet hardening, young length of blood-engorging flesh
sway back and forth in front of her lusting eyes. "It meters out at eight and one-half by four and-a-half at full tilt and brags no dissatisfied takers."

"I believe it, lover! I believe it!" she had gasped in lascivious admiration, reaching out with both hands to curl her slender fingers and thumbs around its hardening, fleshy heat, their smallness unable to completely encircle it, the width of both her soft, white hands leaving the heavy-veined cock protruding at both ends of her grasping feminine fists!

He grunted lustfully to the feel of her sudden possession of it, reflexively pressing his hips forward and sliding its thick, white foreskin moistly back to completely expose its swollen, blood-filled head. A tiny, liquid pearl appeared to partially hide the little split at its smoothly glistening tip! Her mouth watered, the masculine scent
of his natural, genital odor spurring on the hungering, carnal appetite he had already unleashed within her!

"Well?" he threw down at her. "Isn't it worthy of a kiss and a lick or two as the Man made it? Or do we have to go through the absolution first ...?"

Eve could still hear and feel the sensual moan of guttural desire rasping up from the depths of her throat as she leaned forward, licking first with her eager little tongue to flick away the minute bubble of hot, seminal fluid from the tiny eye of his young, unbelievable cock! It had been like a drug, its sweet, manly taste bending her mind with overwhelming, flames of passion! She kissed and licked while she held its long, thickly swollen length in her tightly milking hands, her head mindlessly filled with the pungent male aroma of him! She felt his
groans of sexual delight vibrating along the thick length of his virile young cock as she teased it mercilessly with her wetly swirling tongue, sensations of new and unexplored lust churning deliciously up between
her thighs and setting to flow the vaginal juices of her already warmly seething pussy.

She squirmed on her knees before him as she tongued the underside of his rapidly rising hardness, sensing the heated moisture which had seeped from between her excitedly throbbing pussy lips to soak the crotch-band of her thin nylon panties up between her full, caressing thighs. Visions of lust-fulfilling enchantment for hours to come flooded her brain with a lewd, all-consuming hunger. She opened her mouth wide, looking up at him so he could watch, knowing that her roundly ovalled lips gleamed wetly and sexily to his eyes. Then, she pressed her head forward and obscenely fastened them to the tip of his cock and let them slide slowly and moistly up over its smooth rubbery head, locking them behind its soft fleshy rim while she licked and
teased maddeningly with her tiny twirling tongue. Her cheeks drew greedily inwardly at it, while one hand moved down to weigh the heavy fullness of the young, cum-filled balls between his legs!

"Oh Christ ... cunny-babe! You're going to get a whole bucket of jism down your throat if you keep that up!" he lewdly hissed down at her face, clutching at her head with both of his hands and running his fingers through her short hair." Your daddy loves that cock-mouthing ... especially by girls who know how ...!"

Know how? Who knew better than she how to draw the warm male sperm out of the tip of a man's desire hardened cock with sucking lips and hot, caressing tongue? Experience! Nothing more ... except the lust-inflamed delight of doing it! And she had that delight! Sucking almost vampirishly as he stood there before her, slithering his huge, stiffened rod of delicious young cock flesh in growing, intoxicant heat further and further back toward her hungrily waiting throat!

She didn't know for certain whether she could take it there or not ... it was so thick ... but she wanted it! Yessss, shooting its first load of hot, sticky sperm almost straight down into her burning belly! She wanted that to let him know how much she loved and needed him ... as well as to taste and revel in his thick drenching cum ...! Oh God! The beautiful times they would have together! She knew he would lick and
suck her hot, insatiable cunt as no one ever had, and that was what she loved! His raging young cock inside her, yes ... sodomy in her rectum, whatever, but to tongue and love that vertical, hair-fringed mouth between her legs as it was supposed to be done! He would know how! He was a lover, and what a lover, she had thought as she gently pressured his sperm-bloated young balls and sucked his mouth-stuffing cock with
the gasping breaths of a girl swimming the channel! It slipped down into her eagerly swallowing throat, her mouth stretched wide with the hugeness of its long, thick hardness, the warmly pulsating head a raging ecstasy of near-choking enthrallment with every thrust!

And then, it came!

He clasped her head inside his big hands first, ramming that inhumanly, delectable cock down her wanting throat, and with her mouth stretched grotesquely, her maddening desire for him screaming through her with
insane passion, she had let him use her however he wanted!

His young, fire-filled hardness burst like a fire hydrant suddenly released! Flooding spasms of his scalding, thick cum which she could not swallow rapidly enough flooded her mouth in pungent, sticky joy! For a moment, she thought that from the very fact of his climax she could too, rubbing her naked thighs together to catch the tiny nub of her erect, quivering clitoris between her excitedly flushed, pussy- lips, but it hadn't happened. Instead, she sucked ... milked his young balls and swallowed the nectarous raciness of his hot and virile, sweet-tasting sperm, the slavish act lustfully stoking her own want out of all proportions!

And he had more than fulfilled her, but after she'd bathed him, stripping herself to get into the massive tub with him! There, after she'd soaped and indulged his whims numerous times, he'd taken to playing with her then wildly lust-hungering cunt, finally kissing and licking it with a knowing lover's knowledge before they finally ran into her bed ...!

God ... what had happened? For three days it'd been like some Greek-god orgy ... everything in bed, loving, eating, loving, drinking, loving ... and his fixes ... and that she would even contend with to keep him! Nothing else mattered but the two of them feeding each other's lust. Even her limited calendar of obligations she had neglected ... such as the setting for portrait sketches she'd made with the young artist whose smaller home was adjacent to her property. God, he'd been forgotten the moment she'd laid eyes on her Bo-Bo, his gangly frame and aquiline features which had taken her fancy, meaningless and lost in her new, pagan debauched world ...!

And now ... this! H-He was gone ... gone! And she'd been simply a moment in his life ...!

T-The bastard!

The voluptuous, nearly naked blonde beauty grasped her hat and frustrated threw it, the wide-brimmed affair skimming off onto the well-kept poolside, while the glass she held on her flat, tanned belly tipped into the water and began to find its way toward the bottom in a swaying, parachuting claim of buoyant gravity. Using her hands, she paddled toward the deck-side where her towel and little bell set side by side. She caught hold of the bell and gave it a vigorous ring, hoping that Manuel would answer rather than his devoted, buxom wife. It was times like these when she was filled with bitterness that tormenting someone offered her some sort of emotional vent.

Poor Manuel with his withered, game leg, how his dark, piercing eyes would light up with lecherous hunger at the sight of her exposed, naked breasts. At least, they always had, while she imagined the lustful thoughts tearing at his tormented brain. Why wouldn't they? He was only fifty, and she'd had men much older. It was cruel and she knew it, the way she would make the full, white mounds with their tiny, pink nipples ripple and sway with nonchalant, taunting movements, the sight of the uncontrollable stirring in the front of his trousers invariably bringing her wicked pleasure ... But she was to be denied that this time. It was Conchita who came hurrying toward her.

The lovable, jealous old bitch, Eve thought. She'd undoubtedly pictured the scene and decided ... probably snapped at her husband in Spanish, "You never mind, you old lecher! I will go. Your evil eyes have ogled
her shameful nakedness too much already!" And maybe that was so, because it was always the same with her after losing a lover ... this random vindictiveness.

"Yes, Miss Eve?" the buxom, black-haired woman questioned, her handsome, dark-eyed face emotionless.

"Bring me a gin-tonic, Conchita ... and tell Manuel I dropped a glass in the pool," Eve said, sitting up on the raft to let her long, shapely legs dangle in the water, her naked breasts swaying with the effort. "He can fish it out in the morning when he cleans it."

"Yes, ma'm."

"And ... tell me once more, Conchita, what did Mr. Garrett, our next door neighbor have to say yesterday when he came?"

"Well, he was quite put out, Miss Eve, that you hadn't called him," Conchita replied, her clear brown-eyes level with the wide, sultry green ones of her employer. "I-I told him you were ill, but at first thought you could still set for his sketches."

Eve smiled. "That was clever of you, Conchita. Was he angry when he left?"

"He didn't show it if he was. I believe he understood, Ma'm ... or at least, accepted my word for truth," her maid, cook, and priceless nurse of a half-dozen years replied, dropping her eyes. "But as you know, I don't like to tell lies."

Eve continued to smile. "Sometimes they're not only necessary, but pay dividends, Conchita," the near-naked, blonde girl advised. "For instance, there'll be a bonus included in your check this month. Now
... please get me my drink."

"Yes, Ma'm."

Eve absently watched her matronly stride as she moved away toward the house, her mind rapidly occupying itself with the young, Romanesque faced artist, whom, with his vivacious new wife of six months, she had
met at a cocktail party pre-Bo-Bo ... the day before, in fact. His rangy, awkward appearance belied his grace of movement, and there was a sensitivity in his hands as well as his eyes which more than just
appealed to her; it had sensuously excited her. At that very moment, she imaginatively sensed those gentle hands smoothing exploring, lovingly over her naked flesh ... and God knows, that was what she needed in the wake of the heartless, filthy animal she was actually well rid of ... damn him!

Besides, there had been something about that onyx-eyed, Dollie-pure wife of Kevin Garrett which had struck Eve as a challenge, and even more so now in her present state. Yes, she'd call the talented Mr.
Garrett this afternoon and offer her apologies. Perhaps, they could get together this evening for the first sketches, or tomorrow at the latest... He'd want daylight to work by, no doubt about that, she finally
reasoned ...

"Thank you, Conchita," Eve said, taking her drink from the offered tray, once more absently watching the other's silent, matronly departure. She wondered if Manuel still fucked her ... or if the pious, handsome-faced woman had ever sucked his cock. Probably not; she was too busy burning candles and hoarding  indulgences, though sometimes it was the saintly ones who fooled you, she well knew, like the effervescent Laura Garrett with the curvaceous young body and disgustingly chaste air.

Eve smiled calculatingly to herself, her suggestive, sensuous eyes gleaming as she sipped at her drink and gazed at the green, wooded area separating their properties. It should be fun, as well as sexually stimulating to compete with a younger broad and new wife for temporary control of the talented young husband's cock. It'd been a long time since she'd vented her wrath that way ...

She saw it then, loping easily through the wood toward her, open-jawed and long, pink tongue visible, the ears of its great head standing erect. He paused on the edge of her lawn staring at her and Eve's
breathing caught in her throat. A wolf! My God ...! But no, that was ridiculous! There were no wolves in Big Sur country! He was a dog ... German shepherd undoubtedly, the real depths of his beauty hidden
beneath the mud and filth dried over hi coat of fur. She heard him whimper, and he own breaths leveled off once more as he began to hesitantly move toward her.

The short-haired, blonde girl in her next to nakedness could only stare at the uninvited caller invading her privacy, her brain subconsciously drawing a crazy parallel between the cruel human-animal who had just
walked out on her and the handsome, bedraggled beast moving winningly across the lawn with undecided steps in her direction.

My God, he was huge ... and those eyes, glowing as if they contained all the wisdom of the wild ... yet, so pathetic ...!

"Well ... hello, stranger! Where did you come from ...?"

Her four Legged Friends Chapter 6

Chapter 6


Tammy sat on the couch in the living room, contemplating her first
doggie fuck. She waited, nervous and slightly afraid, but anxious to
begin. Riding the pony until she climaxed, then watching Jennifer work
with Studs made her hotter and more excited than she had been all
weekend. Now the time had come to put her passion into practice. She
was going to fuck dogs, a desire she had ever since seeing her sister
fucking a dog.

She gulped as the two dogs pranced into the room and sat stiffly at her
feet, their eyes bright, their ears perked as if knowing what the child
was planning to do.

Tammy gazed down at them, seeing their red cocktips peeking out from
between their legs. They were ready and, so was she! She looked at the
door, waiting for Jennifer. There was no way she intended to satisfy
her desire without the added spice of an eager, participating audience!

She smacked her lips and spread her legs, content to allow the dogs to
toy with her pussy until Jennifer and Bill joined them. "Ahhhhhhh!" she
sighed as Laddie's tongue found the red dripping gash of her pussy. She
squirmed at the two horny beasts while Laddie licked her pussy and
Apollo was content to lick her legs.

Tammy rolled her hips in an exotic fashion, arching her soft ass off
the couch as she wallowed in the two wet snaking tongues. The dog
tongues delighted her senses and soaked the flesh of her seething cunt.

She wanted her entire body licked and soaked with doggie spit while
lying down. She sprawled out on the floor, her legs wide, her arms out
straight, exposing every inch of her lush teenage body to the
overanxious dogs. "Lick me! Lick me!" she cried, wanting to be, soaked
and burning hot before Jennifer and Bill joined her.

Apollo's broad slurping tongue slashed at the quivering teenager's face
and neck while Laddie slapped his tongue on her seeping pussy as she
rocked on her ass cheeks.

Tammy reached up, taking the broad head of the Great Dane between her
small hands, caressing his face as he licked her, his warm spit soaking
her all over. "Ahhh, Apollo!" she whimpered, remembering how delicious
his prick had tasted. She licked the dog with her own pink tongue,
sucking Apollo's tongue as he snaked it into her greedy mouth.

She humped her soft shaking ass at Laddie whose head was between her
legs, his tongue reaching the inner depths of her pussy, no longer
barred by the nuisance of her cherry.

Sucking on Apollo's tongue, she squirmed on Laddie's snout as it made
mush out of her pussy. She gurgled in her throat, her flesh succumbing
to both doggie tongues slapping wetly all over her body. Her pussy
pulsed against Laddie's tongue as he plunged deep, lapping on the
throbbing walls of her hungry cunt.

Gasping for air, she fell back on the floor, her body squirming on the
carpet as Laddie continued to plow his long worming tongue into her hot
bubbly pussy hole. Apollo licked haphazardly on her face and jiggling
tittie flesh.

"Ohhhh, you fucking dogs! You're driving me crazy!" she ranted, her
head lolling from side to side. She wallowed in the exquisite pleasure
of their hot persistent tongues. She clawed at the thick-piled rug with
her fingers, her cunt humping up at Laddie. She caught a glimpse of
Apollo's magnificent prick jutting out from its sheath as he became
more excited. She reached for the doggie cock, grasping it in her
hands. She stroked his cock, reveling in its power and size. His prick
was hot and throbbing to her touch and she whimpered in gleeful
admiration.

She lifted her head, wanting to play with Laddie's stiff cock, too. She
called him away from the hot juicy delights of her pussy. The collie
came to her and licked her face. The smell of her creamy hot cunt was
all over his pointed snout. It made her head spin and she captured his
tongue in her mouth as he licked her face.

"Ohhh, Laddie!" she moaned, reaching under and grabbing his cock in her
free hand. With her small delicate hands, she stroked both dog's huge
pricks at the same time, one in each tiny fist. She writhed on the
floor, a bundle of sexy teenage joy, reveling in the perversion of
jerking two red-hot doggie pricks.

The two dogs licked her quivering tittie flesh, slapping their broad
pink tongues across her pink tits and swollen nipples. They whimpered
together, dropping to their bellies, trying to fuck the exuberant
child's hands as they slurped noisily on her tender body.

"Ohhh, Apollo! Ahhh, Laddie!" she cried out. She squeezed their weighty
cocks. Her mouth was parched. She had an idea. She sat up, releasing
their pricks from her hot sticky hands. She pushed them away from her
tits, panting and sighing.

"Lie down," she ordered, patting them both on the rump. "Lie down!" Her
voice carried the authority she had seen Bill use. The two well-trained
dogs complied with the sensuous teenager's wishes. They dropped to a
sitting position, their tails wagging, their long tongues drooping from
their mouths.

"Down! Down!" she ordered, pushing at them to lay on their sides.
"Down!"

The dogs whimpered loudly at being denied her lush tasty body and
rolled over onto their sides, their cocks sticking halfway out of their
sheaths.

"Good, Laddie! Good, Apollo!" she praised each of them, her breath
catching in her throat as she ogled their handsome pricks. "Oooooh!
This is going to be such fun!" She rubbed her hands together in
exhilarating joy. She licked her lips impishly and sighed. "I'm gonna
suck you both off!"

She lowered her head to Laddie, the beautiful collie who had started it
all. Her eyes glistened with passion as she came closer and closer to
his long exposed doggie cock. "Aaaaah," she sighed breathlessly, then
took the red pointed cocktip in her mouth and sucked, bobbing her mouth
up and down his cockshaft.

Laddie whimpered happily as Tammy's mouth engulfed his fat prick, his
eyes rolling. He felt the pressure of her clinging lips and mouth,
attempting to pull the jism out from his furry balls. He yelped,
wriggling and moving about the floor in a frenzied delirium.

She popped her mouth off the collie's cock. Her face was flushed With
passion, her lips drooled spittle. "Now for you, my handsome Apollo!"
She put her mouth to the Great Dane's long menacing prick, swishing her
tongue around the length of his firm muscled cockshaft. She licked on
his balls and his soft underbelly, then back up to his prick, where she
captured his cock in her sucking mouth. Her cheeks drew in and she
fucked his prick with her mouth for a fast furious minute, then pulled
off, gasping for air.

"You're a hungry little girl, aren't you?" Bill said, snickering in the
doorway, naked. His arm was draped around Jennifer's shoulder, his hand
milking her fleshy big tit.

Tammy, lost in her uncontrolled lust, grinned at her two adult friends.
"I'm a growing girl. I need all the meat I can get!" She looked at
Bill's limp sticky cock hanging down his thighs. "It looks as if
Jennifer fucked you all out! I was wondering what took you two so
long!"

Jennifer giggled. "Licking that fucking pony off, then romping with you
in the damn hay turned me on! I needed this hunk of male cockmeat bad!"
She caressed Bill's meaty limp prick. "I fucked him senseless!" She
pulled on his prick and they both plopped on the couch. "I can see you
weren't too worried about us. You got your hands full!"

"Yeaaaaa," Tammy cooed. "I was just giving them a suck!"

"We saw," Jennifer said. "I think they'd like to fuck you though. What
do you think, Bill?"

"I feel the same way," Bill agreed, eyeing the child and her perfectly
molded tits. "I also want to watch the dogs fuck my pretty little
friend. How about it, Tammy? You haven't chickened out, have you?"

"Ohhh, noooh!" she assured them. "I was just fooling around until you
two came down. I wanted you both to be with me when I got my first
doggie fuck."

"Two dogs!" Bill reminded her. He held up his fingers. "Two!"

Tammy giggled cheerily. "I know! I wanna fuck them both!"

"Let's get started!" Jennifer said, getting down on the floor with the
hot young girl. "How about one in your asshole?"

Tammy looked at her, unsure. "Really?" She bit her lower lip and looked
at the two dogs trying to decide if she wanted to have her asshole
fucked. Tammy wanted to do everything before going home! She wanted to
experience every thrill and erotic sensation of sex, but her asshole
was so tiny. The memory of Studs reaming Jennifer's asshole with his
tongue flashed in her memory. "Okay!" The idea was intriguing and
watching the pony's tongue on Jennifer had whet the child's appetite
for a treat of doggie cock inside her pussy, and even her ass.

"C'mon over here, Tammy, Bill said, patting his thighs. "Rest your head
here and Jennifer will help get the dog on top of you."

Tammy, her blood bubbling through her veins in anticipation, crawled
over to Bill, resting her head on his lap. The odor of his limp cock,
smelling of Jennifer's cunt, reached Tammy's nostrils and she delighted
in it. She waited nervously, her eyes closed, preparing for Jennifer to
mount the dog behind her.

"Who's going to fuck me in the ass?" Tammy asked.

"Laddie," Jennifer said. "His cock isn't as big or as thick as
Apollo's." Jennifer petted the long-haired collie and brought the
excited dog over to Tammy's quivering body. He sniffed at her pussy and
exposed ass crack, his tongue slapping out onto her fresh teenage
cuntmeat.

Laddie whined for a second, becoming impatient for a place to ram his
cock. Tormented by Tammy's mouth before, he was already climbing on top
of the flushed waiting girl.

"Easy, boy!" Jennifer soothed, petting his silky coat. "Relax, Tammy!"
She stroked the teenager's ass, her mouth drooling to suck out her
virgin asshole.

Tammy felt the weight of the collie as Jennifer helped the horny animal
into position behind Tammy's virgin asshole. She sucked in her breath,
preparing her body for the exciting stiff cock to slice into her
asshole.

Yelping frantically, Laddie desperately fucked the child's body, trying
to drive his prick into her accessible asshole. His paws weighed
heavily on Tammy's naked back as he danced in a heated frenzy on his
hind legs.

Jennifer grabbed the dog's stabbing cock, easing Tammy's ass down. The
dog's cock found its mark! His prick sliced through the tight ring of
Tammy's virgin asshole, into the inner depths of her narrow ass tunnel.

Jennifer, a veil of pure lust on her face, watched Laddie spear his
restless prick into Tammy's hot body. Jennifer settled back on her
haunches to watch the fantastic sight and took comfort in holding
Apollo's cock, keeping it hard for the time when he would fuck Tammy's
foaming pussy.

"Aaaayyiieeee!" Tammy screamed as the doggie cock pierced her asshole.
Laddic plunged his prick fast and furious inside her tight hole. Tammy
gripped Bill's legs tightly, holding herself steady, as Laddie lashed
at her asshole in short powerful jabs that ripped through her
tightness, stretched her asshole to the fullest, the pain searing
through her lower body.

Bill stroked the child's head as she dug her nails into his thighs.
"Easy, baby," he soothed. "Relax. Relax those muscles!"

Tammy trusted him and heeded his advice. She took a deep breath,
exhaling it noisily and repeated the deep breathing over and over again
until her body adjusted to the ravaging cock that was slamming fiercely
into her asshole.

"Ooohhh, yesssss!" she cried out. "It's feeling gooodd! Ohhhh, sooo
good!" Bill was right. So right!

She pushed back at the collie, readily taking his cock into her
asshole, relishing the twinge of pain as it blended with the fabulous
sensation of his cock reaming her ass. It was fantastic! She loved it!

"Fuck meeeee, Laddie!", she squeled, burning with passion as the dog
fucked her wiih feverish plunges. She squirmed against his driving
prick, taking it deep and clinging to it, pulling the cockshaft inward
as it swelled with each powerful lunge into her body.

She felt his hairy legs and weighty paws on her back and she looked up
at Bill, her head whirling in madness. "He's driving me crazy!" she
whimpered. "His cock is tearing me apart!"

Bill grinned. "You love it, baby!"

"Yessssss!" she hissed, sinking her teeth into Bill's limp, sticky
cock. She chewed on his cock in hysterical gulps as the collie slammed
and tortured her asshole with his prick.

Laddie yelped, his head straining backwards, his mouth open and his
teeth bared as he rammed his long red prick into the young girl's
vulnerable body. Faster and faster the collie slammed into Tammy, his
cock inflaming to the exploding point. His fucking became more
frenzied, more furious.

Tammy felt the dog was about to spill his load of cum, "Ohhhh, shit,
Jennifer!" she wailed. "He's gonna cum all inside me! In my asshole!"
She held Bill tight, resting her face on his growing prick, the head of
his cock at her moist lips. Her tongue lapped on his cock in an erratic
fashion as she waited to feel the hot jism of the doggie prick squirt
into her asshole like an enema.

"He's comingggg!" she shouted deliriously as the first wad of boiling
doggie cum reached up deep in her ass. "He's comingggg in my fucking
belly!" She threw back her head in ecstasy, reveling in the magnificent
prick that was ripping into her asshole and creaming it with hot white
cum.

She pushed back, milking his cock with her ass muscles, feeling the
sticky jism squish inside her each time Laddie pounded into her ass.
Her body trembled as she rocked on her knees, taking the last few drops
of cum. She felt Laddie ease up, then pull out of her ass. A spray of
his jism splashed onto her ass cheeks.

"When is Apollo gonna fuck my pussy?" Tammy asked, wanting the pleasure
of being fucked by these beautiful animals to continue.

"In a second," Jennifer said, releasing Apollo's giant stiff prick.
"First, I have to clean you up with my tongue!"

Tammy, swimming in pleasure, giggled as Jennifer's tongue lapped at her
ass cheeks. She squiggled her ass at Jennifer. "Lick out my asshole!"

Jennifer spread the child's ass cheeks apart. She put her lips to the
delicate hole of the teenager's ass and sucked, running her tongue
around at the gobs of jism that oozed from her tight little ass. She
licked her asshole, sucking and drinking down the gooey cum, her heart
swelling with desire to fuck this child again, or anyone, or anything!
Fighting her own growing passion, she pulled her mouth away from
Tammy's ass and helped the horny speckled Great Dane onto Tammy's back.

"Now, you're gonna get your pussy fucked!" Jennifer said, angling the
Dane's gigantic cock at Tammy's tender red pussy.

"I can't wait!" Tammy cried out. "Hurry!" She pushed back, craving to
have her cunt filled again with doggie cock.

"Here it comes!" Jennifer wailed as Apollo tore into the child's cunt
with his red bloated prick.

Tammy's pussy swallowed the doggie prick, devouring the entire length
of his meaty cock in one fleeting moment. The hulking cock was ramming
her cunt, making Tammy howl in ecstasy. She used her cunt muscles on
him, tugging and pulsing against his cockshaft as the dog pumped her
pussy with hard powerful thrusts.

"OOOOHHHH!" she crooned, her pussy stuffed full of doggie prick. She
twisted and churned on her knees, grabbing Bill's now rigid cock. Tammy
stroked it, wanting to watch his cum fly while Apollo blasted her pussy
with his hot cream.

Jennifer petted the huge Dane, hungry for Tammy's pussy when the
magnificent animal was done fucking her. She glanced up and saw Tammy
jerking Bill's cock in rhythm to the dog's pounding in her squishy wet
pussy.

"Ohhh, Christ!" Tammy cried out hysterically. She jerked Bill's cock in
her tiny hand, running her clenched fist up and down his cockshaft. The
cock throbbed in her grasp, and she moaned as much from the pleasure of
the pounding doggie prick as she did from the wonderful feeling of
Bill's prick in her hand.

Jennifer watched, feeling left out. She stroked Apollo's jerking hips
and hind legs, her fingers toying with the animal's asshole. She wanted
to finger-fuck him, but another idea popped into her beautiful head; a
way to participate while Tammy enjoyed the fabulous fucking of the
Great Dane.

She scooted under Tammy's jerking naked body, watching the child's
swaying tits as Apollo whacked his cock into her pussy. Jennifer licked
Tammy's swollen nipples and hard rubbery tips. She heard Tammy whimper.
It thrilled her to contribute to the sex-crazed teenager's pleasure.
The frantic woman moved down on her back, bringing her mouth to where
Apollo was ramming his red glistening prick into Tammy's cunt. The
sight was marvelously erotic! She was hypnotized by the fast and
vehement action of the whipping doggie cock. The teenager's cunt sucked
it up like it had been fucked for years. Juice dripped out from Tammy's
cunt onto Jennifer's face and the woman licked the cunt juice with her
pink slithering tongue.

Tammy, her mind spinning in an ocean of lust and pleasure, realized
that Jennifer was beneath her. Tammy trembled, her body quaking
uncontrollably from the fanatical pounding of the dog's giant prick in
her pussy. She squeezed Bill's tremendous prick in her hand sensing
that Apollo was getting ready to flood her pussy with his doggie jism.

Tammy's eyes widened in ecstasy as she felt Apollo's cock swell to
enormous proportions in her young cunt. At the same time she felt
Jennifer's mouth encompass her exposed and blood-filled clit. She
screamed, her hand clenching Bill's prick as she snapped her head back
in glorious ecstasy.

Yelping whines of doggie passion, Apollo's cock erupted in a fiery
blast of doggie cum that splattered the girl's pussy. It drenched her
already juice-soaked cunthole, cum gushing from the tight pussy with
every plunge of his cock.

Tammy's mouth opened. For a split second, nothing came out. Then the
room filled with her voice. "AGHHHHHH! OHHHH! AGGGHHHH!" Her pussy
erupted from the steady powerful onslaught of Apollo's cock and the
sucking action of Jennifer's mouth and lips on her clit and pussy lips.
Jennifer lapped, sucked, and chewed on Tammy's cunt and Apollo greased
his glistening wet cock in her pussy.

Tammy screamed again, her body in the throes of the most powerful
orgasm of the entire weekend. She thrashed, floundering back against
Apollo's squirting prick, his jism flowing from her pussy in great
thick wads. She humped at Jennifer's sucking mouth as her orgasm ripped
through her pussy. Tammy's hands jerked Bill's cock as he watched her
gyrate and churn on the dog's cock and Jennifer's sucking mouth.

"I'm COMINGGGG!" Tammy screeched at the top of her lungs. Her body
weakened, her muscles and bones melting under the tremendous pressure
of her extraordinary climax.

She bucked and thrashed like a wildcat. Her hips rotated in quick
frenzied circles. She fucked Jennifer's sucking mouth and, at the same
time, slammed her body back at the doggie prick invading her worn
pulsating pussy. She threw back her head, her honey-blonde curls
swishing across her face as she mindlessly jerked Bill's monstrous
cock.

Her pussy exploded again as Bill's prick erupted. Jism squirted from
his prick, splattering her face, hitting her in her open mouth, gagging
the scream erupting from her throat. Apollo, his doggie prick all but
drained, continued to fuck the girl with his powerful sleek body,
driving, ramming his cock into the tight wet clinging cunthole.
Jennifer's mouth never stopped sucking on Tammy's hard exposed clit,
licking and nibbling until Tammy went berserk, her body jerking and
convulsing on the floor.

"Aghghghgh!" she screamed one last time, then collapsed on Bill's
squirting prick, whimpering.

"STOP! STOP!" she sobbed hysterically as the overpowering orgasm soared
throughout her body.

She twitched, her eyelids blinking, lights flashing in her head. She
shuddered as Apollo's cock popped out of her clenching pussy. He ran
from the room, his tail between his legs.

Jennifer ate the child's cunt, her lips and mouth working her cunt as
she sucked out Apollo's doggie jism. After sucking, the child dry, she
gently lifted her off Bill's prick and laid her on the floor.

Tammy looked up at them both with a sated dreamy smile that was her way
of thanking them for a wonderful weekend. "Can I come back?" she asked,
her voice weak.

"Yes, baby," Bill said. "Next weekend you can take on Studs along with
Jennifer."

"I'd love that!" she sighed. "I'm going to rest awhile." She closed her
eyes and curled up in a ball on the floor, sleep overtaking her in
seconds, her mind filling with pleasure dreams of her fabulous weekend.


The End

Her Four Legged Friends Chapter 5

Chapter 5


The night's sleep did Tammy a world of good. She stared across the
kitchen table at the two adults, contemplating her new and exciting sex
life. It all seemed like an erotic sex dream---making it with Bill,
jerking Laddie off, getting licked off by Laddie, then sucking Apollo
and him coming in her mouth. It was all so unbelievable! What she did
with Jennifer still didn't seem real, either. The rest of the night,
after calling her mother and lying about staying with her girl friend,
was still fuzzy, blending in a fantasy world of Bill's cock and
Jennifer's pussy.

"What are you thinking, honey?" Jennifer asked, relaxing over her
morning cup of coffee.

"Everything," she said, blushing, avoiding Jennifer's penetrating eyes.

"I hope it was about my pussy," Jennifer teased.

"My cock, too," Bill added, enjoying Tammy's innocent discomfort. With
all that Tammy had done, Bill marveled at her obvious innocence and the
fact that she still was embarrassed to talk about sex.

"What about Apollo and Laddie?" Jennifer said. "You thinking about
their pricks?"

"Yes," Tammy whispered. She finished her coffee. "Do you mind if I walk
around outside for awhile and get some fresh air?"

"Not at all," Bill said.

"You can go out to the barn and see Studs," Jennifer suggested. "He's a
real good-looking pony."

"Is it all right, Bill?" she asked. She didn't want to go anywhere she
wasn't allowed.

"Sure, baby," he said, winking at Jennifer. "You look at Studs all you
want."

"Thanks." She hurried out the back door to the warmth of the new spring
day. She walked across the yard to the barn as Bill and Jennifer
watched from the kitchen window.

"I wonder if she'll take to ponies as well as she took to dogs?"
Jennifer speculated.

"I think Tammy would take to anything that has a cock," Bill joked,
cupping Jennifer's ass.

"We'll have to go out to the barn later and check," she said.

"Right after I throw a fuck into you," Bill said, leading the beautiful
woman upstairs.

Outside, Tammy wandered around the yard, enjoying the fresh air. Since
arriving yesterday, this was the first time she had been outdoors. She
giggled, rubbing her worn but happy crotch.

She climbed over the fence in the back and headed around to the rear
door of the barn. She peered inside. It was dark and the smell of hay
permeated the air. She stepped in and looked around, wide-eyed and
curious.

She heard a noise, a pawing in the earth and she investigated, slightly
nervous about what she might find. Her face broadened into a happy
smile when she saw Studs, Bill's Shetland pony.

"Hi, boy," she said softly, not wanting to frighten him. Her hand
reached out tentatively, allowing the beautiful pony with the long
silky mane to sniff her.

The pony whinnied and licked his lips on her hands.

Tammy giggled and pulled away. "You must be hungry," she said. "I'll
get you something." She walked across the barn to a basket of apples,
picking one and going back to Studs. "Now I have something for you to
eat." She held it out to him and watched, fascinated as the pony
gobbled up the shiny apple.

"Oooooh, you were hungry!" she cooed. She felt as if they were friends
now and all of her fear vanished. She stroked his long head, standing
alongside him. "Good, Studs," she praised. There was something exciting
happening to her inside as she leaned against the animal. She petted
his rough coat, pressing against his back. He seemed sturdy enough and
she put her arms around his neck and pulled herself up on the horse.

With her legs straddling his flanks, she sat there, rocking back and
forth on his powerful bare back. She leaned forward, hugging him, her
tits rubbing against his rough coat. Without a bra, the coarseness of
the animal's coat sent shivers down her spine, giving her an idea.

She climbed carefully off the pony and stood in front of him. "I'm
gonna ride you and get off on your back," she explained to the
contented animal as he stood in the stall. "I'm gonna get hot pussy
juice all over your back."

Tammy giggled. It was crazy talking to him, but saying it out loud made
her hotter. She couldn't wait until she was back on the pony, her bare
pussy rubbing against his tough short coat.

She peeled off her light cotton blouse, her milky titties gleaming in
the stream of light shining in from the window of the small hayloft.
"Like these, Studs?" she asked hotly, jiggling her tits brazenly in
front of the pony.

Studs stepped forward and began nibbling on her tits with his big lips,
like he had licked her hand.

"Aaaaaah! Ooooooh!" she whimpered, from the tantalizing sensation of
his tongue and lip action on her tits. She pushed her fleshy tits at
him, wallowing in the perverted pleasure of getting licked by a pony.

"Ohhhh, stop!" she gasped, stepping away from his gobbling mouth and
tongue. She looked at him, wondering if she should let him lick her
pussy the way Laddie had done to her yesterday. It sounded great and
her pussy began to seep in heated anticipation. She rubbed herself and
pulled down her jeans, the heavenly scent of her cunt drifting up to
his nostrils.

She saw Studs react to the smell by whinnying and shaking his head.
"You just might get a chance to lick my pussy!" she said, spreading her
pussy lips, exhibiting her cunt gash to the pony.

Studs dropped his head, trying to get his quivering lips on the hot
little pussy that was being revealed to him.

"Not yet, you horny little pony!" she giggled. "I'm gonna cum on your
back first!"

Trembling with anticipation, Tammy went over to the pony's side,
rubbing her naked flesh against his short-haired coat. "Ohhhh, Christ,
Studs!" she groaned, her tits and belly getting red from the coarseness
of his coat. She felt the juices in her pussy drip from between her
swollen pussy lips, soaking her thighs. "My God!"

Unable to stand teasing herself any longer, Tammy again pulled her body
atop the pony, a hot flash of passion sweeping through her delicate
pussy. The first contact with his back made her swoon in glorious
delight. She bent forward again, hugging the magnificent beast, the
sensations much more intimate and erotic this time with no clothes
between them.

"Aaaaahhhh, Studs!" she sighed, squirming on the docile pony, her body
trembling in joy. She sat up, balancing herself, her huge milky titties
jiggling as she rocked her soft creamy ass against the pony. Her pussy
lips, sensitive and moist, tingled as the hot bubbling juices oozed
from her cunt, soaking Studs's hairy coat.

Studs remained still, unperturbed by the antics of the horny teenage
girl on his back. He had been through this many times in the past with
Jennifer and he sensed there would be more. His flanks rippled. He
became keyed up, his huge nostrils flaring as the hot scent of Tammy's
pussy permeated the stall.

"I love it!." she whimpered aloud. "I love it!" This time, she shouted.

She squirmed on the pony, agitating her pussy to get herself off. It
was difficult keeping her balance and at the same time concentrate on
her pussy. She stroked his neck, runing her fingers through his silky
mane. She rocked back and forth across the pony's wet juice-laden back,
her body quivering with passion as the fire in her cunt grew stronger
and more demanding.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" she blurted, her tits flopping, her head rolling on her
shoulders as she swayed precariously from side to side on the animal.

"Ooohhhh," she cried, almost falling from his back in her exuberance to
get herself off on the handsome pony. She clasped her arms around his
neck, holding on as she tried to calm her lust-ridden mind and regain
her balance.

Panting, she held tight, working her hips and ass back and forth.
"Uhhhhhh!" she whimpered as her clit scraped against the rough coat of
the animal's back.

Tammy went into spasms from the rough contact. Twitching, she held onto
his neck as she clenched her legs against his sides for support.
"Ohhhh, Studs," she sighed. "I'm gonna cum all over you!" She sucked in
her breath and slowly rubbed her cunt and exposed clit into the pony's
back.

Her entire body quaked as she rode the beautiful pony. Grunting, she
slid her ass back and forth while hugging his neck. Her clit whipped
against his hairy coat and she whimpered in delight. Her cunt juices
seeped from her cuntlips and she knew it wasn't going to be long before
her climax seized control of her body. For a moment, she was terrified
about what would happen when she came! The fear of falling off the pony
in the throes of her orgasm was forgotten with the hungry movement of
her ass and the fantastic sensations her clit was experiencing. Coming
with this fantastic beast was all that mattered to the frantic
teenager.

Squeezing her thighs together in an attempt to keep from falling, Tammy
clutched his neck and closed her eyes, blotting from her mind the fact
that she was precariously balanced on the golden-colored pony.

"Here I cum!" she whispered in the pony's ear. "Ohhhh, Studs! I'm gonna
cream! Gonna creaaam!"

Her pussy erupted in a hot searing blast of cunt juice. It gushed from
her pussy, greasing the pony's back as she rode him into oblivion.

"AGGGHHHHH!" she screamed, her body jerking and twisting bareback on
the pony. She slammed her clit into the docile pony's coarse hair. It
pricked her blood-filled clit like tiny needles.

Whimpering in painful pleasure, she bucked, riding the pony as if she
was in a rodeo; her hips jerking, her ass bouncing, and her tits
scraping roughly against him. She screamed again as another more
intense orgasm ripped through her pussy. Her cunt-hole pulsed, gushing
its juices freely, greasing the cock that wasn't there, pulsing against
a prick that wasn't buried deep in her cunt.

Tammy's hands frantically gripped the animal's neck as wave after wave
of exquisite sensations enveloped her body.

One piercing scream erupted from her throat as the final throes of her
climax soared through her pussy. The shrillness of it made the pony
whinny and paw the earth. Tammy's eyes opened, trying to focus. Panic
gripped the child's heart as the animal moved beneath her.

Gasping and panting heavily, she held the animal in a fearful hug,
terror-stricken about being thrown to the ground and trampled.

When her screaming stopped, Studs calmed down. Tammy sighed with
relief. She relaxed and the exquisite sensation of her orgasm returned,
making her twitch. She whimpered softly from her tremendous high of
coming on top of the Shetland pony.

Trembling slightly and unsure of her balance, Tammy sat up straight,
her tits heaving as she caught her breath. She blinked, seeing Jennifer
and Bill standing there watching.

"Bravo!" Bill roared. "You should have been a bareback rider in the
circus!"

Jennifer clapped, adding to Bill's applause. "I'm afraid she'd be
coming too much to do a good job."

"I think you're right." Bill took Jennifer's hand and they walked over
to where Tammy sat wearily on Studs's back. "Maybe a good X-rated
circus!"

"Now that's a good idea," Jennifer agreed.

"C'mon, baby." Bill helped the horny kid off the back of his prize
pony. "Why don't you sit here and watch how Jennifer puts our friend
through his paces?"

Still dazed from her orgasm, Tammy sat numbly on the bench. "What are
you going to do?" she asked as Bill cradled her naked body in his arms.

"I'm gonna suck this fantastic pony's cock!" Jennifer drooled, stroking
his sleek gold mane. "Wait until you see his gorgeous cum! It's like a
fucking river!"

Tammy was in awe of Jennifer's elegant nude figure. She watched her
peel off her clothes, displaying her deliciously sweet body to the
pony's soulful dark eyes. "Did you ever do what I did?" Tammy asked.

"Uh, huh," Jennifer sighed. "I've creamed all over this hunk of horse
flesh." Her hand stroked him with long sweeping caresses. The
Shetland's golden coat rippled with pleasure and his hindquarters
swayed. "He's creamed all over me, too!"

Tammy was mesmerized by the sexuality of it all. Her pussy was tingling
again and she had just blasted her load all over Studs. She snuggled in
Bill's arms and moaned as he cupped her tit and began squeezing it. "I
can't wait to see his cock!" she said.

"It's a monster!" Jennifer said. "Maybe next time you come and visit,
you can take him on."

"I gotta fuck the dogs before I can do it with a horse," Tammy giggled,
feeling her pulse beat rapidly from the idea of having a dog's prick
ramming inside her.

"You're going to do that as soon as we're done in here," Bill said,
milking the child's huge creamy tit in his massaging hand. "You're
going to take on Laddie and Apollo at the same time."

"Ohhhh, Bill!" Tammy purred. "I can hardly wait!" If he had said those
words to her yesterday, she would have been terrified; but, after all
the things she has been through, the idea itself was enough to make her
cunt ooze hot pussy juice.

The beautiful black-haired Jennifer rubbed her tits against the pony as
Tammy had done, but with more assurance, like she had been doing it for
years. Sighing raggedly, Jennifer moved her body around in front of
Studs, rubbing her tits against his flared nose. "Lick 'um, horsey!
Lick me nice! Get me all wet with your horsey spit." She giggled,
jiggling her weighty hot tits at the pony, tormenting him with her
swollen pink nipples.

Expecting this from Jennifer and being docile, Studs slobbered on her
tits. His rubbery lips gobbled on her hard pointed nipples.

"Oh, yesssss!" Jennifer wailed, moving her tits back and forth at the
hungry animal, letting him lick all over her mountainous tits. "Oooh!
Oooooh!"

Tammy watched the scene unfold before her wonder-struck eyes. Jennifer
seemed at ease with Studs, not at all nervous like Tammy had been. She
sucked in her breath, hoping that by the next time she visited this
fantastic place, she would feel as confident and self-assured with
Studs. Already, she was conjuring up ideas of how to have fun with
Studs on her next visit.

"Watch!" Jennifer moaned as Studs pulled on her tits, his slobbering
lips smacking noisily on her flesh. "Jesusss, I'm getting all hot and
drippy!" Jennifer stroked her fingers through her hot boiling pussy and
then ran her wet fingers through Studs's mouth.

The pony whinnied at the pungent odor. His tongue, a broad dark slab of
snaking meat, darted out, circling her fingers like a hot excited
serpent.

"Ohhhh, you greedy little prick!" she giggled. "Ya wanna lick the
source?" She stroked her pussy again, her legs turning rubbery as her
fingers slapped against her clit. She offered the pony her fingers
again, the scent and the taste making him shake his head. His long
golden mane swishing about in a graceful arc.

"Hot, huh?" the horny woman teased as if the pony understood. With her
tits covered with the pony's spit and jiggling from her twitching
moves, Jennifer dropped down to the straw in front of the agitated
pony. "Lick it good, Studs, and I'll suck your cock like I did last
week!"

Tammy's mouth opened in awe, her small body trembling in Bill's arms as
Jennifer exposed her red glistening pussy gash to the majestic pony.
"Ooohhh, he's gonna lick her! Ohh, Christ!"

Studs snorted and shook his head before lowering it to Jennifer's
waiting pussy. He had tasted this delicious cuntmeat before and he
gobbled voraciously on her pussy lips and open cunt, snorting and
whinnying between gobbling lips and slurping licks at her delectable
cunt.

"Ohhh, Studs!" Jennifer cried, holding her pussy up to his hungry
muzzle by propping her ass up with her hands. She squirmed on the
deeply piled hay in front of Studs, pushing her cunt up to his greedy
licking lips, her tits floundering on her chest. She worked her pussy
on his muzzle, banging her clit into his flared nostrils, her face
beet-red from grunting and pushing.

"Ohhh, fucking Christ!" she cried out exultantly. She thrashed in the
hay as the horny pony worked her pussy into a lather with his warm spit
and her frothy juices. She gazed over at Tammy, seeing the sweet child
gape in wonderment as she watched the pony lick her cunt. She saw the
dreamy look in Bill's eyes as he watched, too, one hand holding Tammy's
tits, his other hand between the child's legs, fingering her pussy in
slow, easy strokes.

"Watch this, Tammy!" Jennifer cried out, her voice heavy with passion.
She rolled quicky over on her belly and got up on her knees, angling
her body so Studs could slobber his warm spit all over her delightful
ass.

"Aaaah," Tammy sighed, at the glorious sight. Her body was shaking from
watching the pony devour beautiful Jennifer's cunt while Bill's
persistent hands finger-fucked her body. "How does it feel?"

"Like heaven!" Jennifer gasped. "Just like I'm in heaven! OOOOH!" she
squealed as Studs's long probing tongue slurped on her asshole,
stretching her asshole with its immense size. She pushed up at him,
trying to get fucked in the ass by the pony's long pushing tongue.

Her tits bounced, hanging loosely beneath her trembling body as she
labored under the fantastic moving tongue that slapped and sloshed over
her asshole and puffy pussy lips. She wriggled up at Studs, the pony's
tongue destroying her sanity and driving her headlong into the hot
sensuous world of blazing passion. She was no longer concerned with
whether Bill or Tammy was watching. Her only concern was her pussy and
the pony's tongue that was driving her mad.

She humped up and squealed with delight as the pony's powerful tongue
pushed into the tight ring of her asshole, reaming the thin narrow
channel and stretching it. "OHHHHH, he's fucking my ass!" she screamed
hysterically.

She squirmed against his penetrating tongue, taking it deep in her
asshole. "It feels like a fucking enema!"

The pony, highly agitated by her squirming and heady erotic scent,
nudged his muzzle at her crotch, his tongue writhing into the hot tight
depths of her wrinkled asshole. Studs pulled out as the muscles in her
tight asshole tried to capture his escaping tongue.

Gasping and anxious to blast her load in the pretty pony's snout,
Jennifer rolled over in the hay and offered her pussy up to the
neighing beast like a sacrifice. "Lick it! Lick!" she chanted, her head
swimming in a river of fervent lust. She thrust up at the pony,
wrestling on the hay, driving her aching clit against his teeth. Studs
threw back his head and neighed loudly, then wriggled his head, his
lips quivering as he snorted.

"Uhhhhh!" she gasped, dying to have his mouth back on her aching cunt.
"Lick me!" she pleaded, lifting her pussy high in the air, showing
Studs the cuntmeat at the junction of her shapely legs. "Suck meeeee!"

As if understanding the passionate woman's plea, the sleek horse
settled down and began tasting the hairy pussy between Jennifer's legs.
The heated scent of her pussy attacked his large flaring nostrils. His
muscles rippled below the surface of his golden coat and his hooves
pawed the stall floor as he gobbled with rubbery lips at the exotic
meal offered up to him by the dazzling Jennifer.

Jennifer was out of her mind as Studs's tongue and lips worked her hot
foaming pussy into an overheated lather. She pushed up at him, smacking
her clit into his teeth. Each time, a shrilly scream escaped from her
open mouth adding to the animal's highly agitated state.

Her body was a greedy piece of flesh, bent on its own selfish needs.
Jennifer's mind and body were no longer controlled by reason, only
driven by lust. She arched up off the hay-strewn floor, wrapping her
legs around the animal's neck, smashing her pussy against his muzzle in
a desperate effort to quiet the raging inferno in her pussy.
Practically hanging upside down like an acrobat, Jennifer struggled to
put out the fire that was burning her insides.

She lunged her pussy up at his face, reveling in his broad tongue,
stiff like hard rubber, whipping into the heated depths of her pussy.
She wailed, grinding her clit into the toughness of the animal's mouth.
Her tits flounced back, her arms keeping a delicate balance. She
slashed her pussy up at the pony's mouth.

"I'm gonna cum!" she shouted. The pony's tongue reached the hidden
rewards of her pussy and lashed against the sensitive walls of her
pulsing oozing cunt. She basked in the horse's mindless tongue
movements in her desire to quench the furnace that raged within her
pussy. Her cunt muscles contracted against, his squirming tongue. Her
hips lifted up, smacking her exploding clit into the animal's teeth,
his lips covering her pussy.

Her head snapped from side to side in the hay, her eyes rolling. Her
arms reached for the object of her passion, the pony's nibbling muzzle.

She came over and over again on the pony, drenching his face, the juice
gushing from her pussy onto Studs's mouth. Slurping on her quivering
cunthole, he snorted her overflowing juices out of his nose as he
breathed ragged noisy rumbles.

She lashed her body against his head, her legs like a gripping vise,
clasping her pussy in place on the tongue that was thrilling her cunt.
She screamed, unable to continue the excruciating position, she
collapsed back on the floor of the barn, gasping and panting from her
exhaustive orgasm.

Studs, oblivious to her condition, lowered his head and licked her
cunt, slurping on the foamy juices that drenched her pussy. His tongue
slapped up and down on her sensitive clit and made her twitch in the
hay.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" she sighed, squirming away from the pony. She stood up,
her eyes glazed with the fire in her soul. It was as if her tremendous
climax on the pony's mouth was only a prelude to what she really
wanted. Like a woman possessed, she grabbed a low bench and slid it
under the pony as both Tammy and Bill continued to watch, mesmerized by
the erotic sight.

Like an animal herself, moaning and whimpering, Jennifer lowered her
trembling body onto the bench, angling herself under the magnificent
beast. Her eyes were glued to his monstrous cock between his powerful
hind legs. "Ohhhh, Studs!" she cried out, in her delirious state. "I'm
gonna suck you dry!"

Agitated, Studs snorted and whinnied, sensing what the exotic woman was
about to do. His prick throbbed and he neighed wildly as she grabbed
him between his legs, pulling frantically on his pony cock.

"Ohhh, shit!" Tammy moaned, hypnotized by the sight of the tantalizing
Jennifer between the pony's legs trying to get the animal hard. "I can
see his cock!"

She was right. In her exuberance with her frenzied hands, Jennifer was
getting the animal worked up into a highly passionate state. "Oh! Ooh!
Uhhhhh!" Jennifer moaned, crazed by the massive cock she held in her
two hands. She jerked the thick prick in both hands, running the heavy
skin back, exposing the menacing cocktip. More and more cock became
visible to Jennifer's ravenous stare as she slipped further down,
bringing her mouth to the pony's cock. Her lips touched it and as she
reeled in pleasure, the pony whinnied in delight.

"Fuck her mouth!" Tammy growled, like a bitch in heat. "Fuck her
mouth!" She came out of Bill's arms and got on the floor, needing to be
closer to this mind-boggling sight of pony sucking. Her mouth was dry
as she positioned herself on all fours and watched the cock between
Studs's legs grow longer and longer with each frantic tug of Jennifer's
hands.

Jennifer opened her mouth as wide as it would go, taking only part of
the cocktip between her lips. She tried sucking, loud frustrating sucks
that echoed her desire to be able to swallow this hunk of a cock.

Unable to get the monstrous cock inside her mouth, she held the cocktip
between her lips and flashed her tongue against the piss-slot and
sucked, making Studs paw the barn floor with his hooves. She wriggled
on the bench, running her lips and tongue up and down the shaft while
jerking him off with her sliding hands. She glimpsed at Tammy on the
floor beside her. "He's so wonderfully big!" Jennifer sobbed. "You
should see him fuck me!"

"Let him fuck you!" Tammy urged, longing to see the pony's cock stuffed
inside Jennifer's pussy. "Let him!"

"No!" Jennifer gasped. "I need to drink his cum this time!" She forgot
about Tammy and went to the pony's gigantic prick. She stroked his cock
with care, caressing the length while nibbling and licking his cock,
soaking the menacing prick with her drooling spit.

Studs rumbled and snorted, his prick swelling in Jennifer's clinging
pulling hands. Her mouth was driving him insane and he started humping
at her, fucking her hands in powerful jabs. His tail swished and his
head swayed from side to side as he rapidly approached the beginning of
his orgasm.

Jennifer felt the enormous swelling of his cock and gasped in
expectation for the hot cum that would soon be pouring from the pony's
shooting prick. She put her mouth back on the cocktip, yearning to take
the first wad into her throat, knowing that it would be impossible to
drink down the gallons of fiery liquid that would soon be bursting from
the hulking prick she now clutched with desire.

She opened her mouth as far as it would go, the animal's cock hitting
her face. Her eyes were glued to his whacking prick, not wanting to
miss his orgasm when he splattered her face and tits. Her hands moved
in a whipping speed along his cock and she waited, her heart thumping
wildly.

With a loud uproarious neigh, Studs's prick exploded. A thick wad of
pony jism shot out of his cockhead in a forceful spurt that was
propelled to the back of Jennifer's open mouth.

Jennifer's head snapped back as the wads found their mark. She jerked
his cock in a frenzied state of hysteria as the colossal prick seemed
set on drowning the beautiful woman in a sea of hot pony jism!

Awe-struck, Tammy watched the gigantic prick drench the hungry woman as
Jennifer tried in a vain attempt to drink the pony's entire load of
cum. Tammy swallowed, pretending it was she that was sucking and
drinking at the fountain of pony jism that was spraying Jennifer's
mouth, face, and tits.

Jennifer drank deeply, the hot spurting cum dripping from her open lips
and down over her jiggling tits as she continued to whip his erupting
prick with her hands. She gulped as more of the gooey cream splattered
her body. Listening to the whinnying noises of the over-wrought pony
drove her crazy. The beautiful Jennifer forced her mouth back on the
pony's squirting cocktip, taking gobs of jism down her throat in great
squishy wads without swallowing.

Studs's mammoth cock swelled and exploded one last time. Jabbing his
prick into her face, he sank the cocktip between her warm lips,
scraping it against her teeth. He backed up, his prick finally empty,
his balls drained.

"Don't swallow it!" Tammy cried, remembering how they had swapped
doggie jism. She tugged impatiently on Jennifer's arm, bringing her out
from under the horse. Once out of Studs's stall, Tammy was all over
Jennifer in a crazed state of passion as she licked the woman's naked
body of its pony cum. Covering each other's mouth, the two naked women
rolled in the hay, passing the cum back and forth as Bill watched, his
cock raging in his pants.

Jennifer, exhausted from her session with the pony, pushed the anxious
child from her arms and swallowed the rest of Studs's cum. "Let's go
back in the house. I'll clean up and you can have a turn with the dogs.
They're all primed and waiting!"

Bill stood up and reached his arms down to the two naked women on the
barn floor. They grabbed his hands, both giggling as he pulled them to
their feet. "Let's get the hell in the house! I'm dying to see Tammy
with Laddie and Apollo before I have to take her home!"

They left the barn and hurried to the house, the two naked females'
arms wrapped around the man who allowed them to explore and enjoy their
hot and varied sexual pursuits.