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KCS-1204 The Jealous Protector by Benton Collier


Chapter 1


The small California valley lay quiet under the eerie light of a full 
moon. There were a few clouds in the dark sky, but they were so thin 
and wispy that they seemed to vanish like gossamer as they drifted 
across the face of the moon.

The valley was dotted with small houses scattered in haphazard fashion. 
It was hardly a town. There was a general store and a gas station, but 
no real center. Most of the houses stood on two or three acres of land; 
little homesteads with their own gardens and a few chickens. In a few 
years this would be just another suburb of the malignantly growing city 
that lay so near, but now it was still a haven of peace and beauty.

The night was warm; it was mid-summer. One of the little farms seemed 
smaller and older than the others, or maybe it was just the special 
nature of the moonlight. It was way out on the farthest edge of the 
valley by itself. In the daylight, with all the magic of the night 
stripped from it, it might have looked ragged and untended. But now the 
warped boards of the tool shed and barn, the sagging verandah at the 
front of the main house, the uneven clumps of wild grass were all a 
perfect playground for the moon. The whole place was a contrast of 
light and dark, from the white gleam of the ancient wood to the deep 
shadows trapped under the thick tangles of trees and bushes.

It had been completely still up to now, almost as if every living 
creature had been frozen into a kind of hypnotized silence by the 
strange light that illuminated the place. But suddenly a deep moan 
issued from behind a thicket of vines and then there was the suggestion 
of a half-hidden movement. It was dark where the sound had issued from, 
but then the moonlight shone upon something white. It was the face of a 
young girl, twisted in uncertainty. Another moan issued from her lips 
as the figure of a young boy hovered over her.

"Ooooh, Danny, I think we should stop." Her voice was shaky and 
breathless.

The boy looked down at her, unable to move. This had already gone much 
further than he had expected and he was a little frightened. He and the 
girl had gone into these bushes just a few minutes ago to steal a 
hidden kiss and one thing had led to another. Now she lay panting and 
twisting beneath him. He had never seen her like this. In fact, in all 
his sixteen years he had never seen any girl just like this. There 
hadn't been much opportunity in this little town, but now Patty 
Edwards, the girl he had had a crush on for almost a year lay writhing 
beneath him, her moans of passion exciting him as he had never been 
excited before. He could feel his hotly pulsing penis forming a great 
bulge under his thin trousers. He felt helpless against its desperate 
throbbing, and the desire to take her right there on the ground raced 
through his entire body. He could feel the warmth of her flesh, smell 
her intoxicating female odor. Her voluptuously firm body pressed up 
against him causing a scorching tingle deep in his loins.

Patty reached out for him and clasped him tightly, desperately. He 
could hear her heavy breathing. The tenderness and love he felt for her 
made his longing even stronger and he gasped, "God, we've got to stop 
this right now or it'll be too late. I can't stand it much longer."

Her answer was a low animal-like moan deep in her throat. Her hands 
clasped his neck and pulled his face down against hers so that their 
cheeks caressed while her hips pressed against him, rubbing up and down 
against the hard protuberance of his erection. With a joyful feeling 
that they were one person rather than two, he buried his lips in her 
neck and moved his hands quiveringly down the smooth warm flesh of her 
upper back until they were hidden underneath her between her dress and 
the ground.

As his lewdly exploring fingers reached the beginning of the outward 
flare of her hips, he pulled her ripe young body up hard against him. 
His hands moved down over the softness of her flesh until they were 
cupping her firmly rounded buttocks in sensual ecstasy. He forced her 
hips into his, crushing her loins against his penis until it hurt him, 
torturing himself. Her buttocks were smooth and hard as she strained 
against him, then she relaxed and the twin mounds swelled out into his 
hands.

"Do you love me?" he whispered, praying for an answer.

Her arms moved tighter around his neck in reply and she kissed him so 
hard that his lips were crushed back against his teeth and he could 
hardly breathe.

"I love you," she whispered softly. Patty Edwards' whole being thrilled 
with the words as she said them. She had dreamed of this moment nearly 
the whole two years she had been living in the valley. She had fallen 
for Danny Peters soon after she had begun classes in the small local 
school, but at first he had not seemed to notice her. She had been 
thirteen then against his fourteen, and she had to admit thinking back 
that there hadn't been much about her to notice. She had been a skinny 
kid, but about a year ago she had suddenly started to change. Her 
angular body had blossomed out with amazing speed. Many nights in the 
privacy of her room she had taken her clothes off and excitedly looked 
in the mirror to see how her breasts had swelled out high and firm and 
to marvel at the silky sheen of softly curling pubic hair that had made 
its appearance as a little sensuous triangle up between her long 
shapely legs.

And just a few months ago Danny had begun to notice her. She wasn't 
sure just when it had started but sometimes at school she had felt his 
eyes on her, and he seemed to keep appearing in the same places she 
did. She had been careful. The first few times he started to speak to 
her she had been cool and unresponsive, as if she didn't care whether 
lie existed or not. She didn't want him to get the impression that she 
was going to be an easy conquest for him, knowing instinctively that 
men never respected that kind of girl and would use them and quickly 
cast them aside. No, she had been careful and he had come after her, 
convincing himself little by little that this seemingly unattainable 
creature was the only girl he could ever possibly want.

She had started letting him come over to the house just a few weeks 
ago, and sometimes he took her to the soda fountain at the old-
fashioned general store and bought her some ice cream. And tonight. 
Tonight had just happened. Perhaps it had been the moon. And then he 
had kissed her. He had kissed her before, but always shyly, timidly, as 
if he were afraid that she would run away from him if he showed any 
passion.

But it had been different tonight. They had sat down together in the 
deep shade of the bushes where they could look out at the moon swept 
yard without being seen. They had moved close together and he had taken 
her in his arms and kissed her hard on the mouth, a deep burning 
passionate kiss that she had felt echo clear through her whole being. 
Her body had responded in a way that had amazed her and in a few 
minutes they were lying on the ground pressed tightly together, 
writhing against one another as their accumulated frustrations came to 
the surface. She knew that she should be even more careful now, that 
she could ruin the whole of her carefully laid plans, but she was 
helpless now, ruled completely by the growing fire that burned up 
between her firm young thighs, brought to life by his hands as they ran 
up and down over her body with growing urgency.

Danny's fingers slid over her now hotly throbbing breasts and moved 
down the roundness of her hips to the resilient firmness of her thighs. 
They began to work at the hem of her dress, pulling it up slowly until 
he could feel the soft silky fabric of her little white bikini panties. 
She moaned gently under his insistent touch and pulled him tighter 
against her. It was then that she felt the sudden shock of something 
cool and damp being shoved against her unprotected belly, accompanied 
by a low puzzled whine. She looked up quickly to see her German 
shepherd, Champ, trying to force his head in between her body and 
Danny's. He was whining and seemed very upset by their frantic 
movements, but the girl had no time for him now.

"Go away, Champ, for God sakes leave us alone," she hissed, barely able 
to recognize her own passion-distorted voice. The dog slunk back, 
unaccustomed to harsh words from his beloved mistress. He moved away 
about six feet and sat back on his haunches as he worriedly watched the 
teenage couple go furiously back to their activities.

Danny's searching fingers had found the tight elastic leg band of her 
panties and gently but persistently pushed his outstretched middle 
finger up inside until he could feel her soft pubic mound, the most 
ultimate part of her body. She wriggled under his touch knowing that 
she should stop him but straining her body towards his obscenely 
probing finger all the same. Slowly he tugged the skimpy panties down 
until his girl friend's vaginal mound lay completely exposed to his 
every wanton caress.

Danny's penis was throbbing wildly now inside the tight confines of his 
trousers. He forced one of his hands to leave the smooth perfection of 
her young body and began to tug at the zipper of his fly. He had to 
free his pulsingly demanding member. He had to have release from this 
sweet torture. Immediately! The urgency of his passion had become 
unendurable and his swollen penis gave an involuntary jolt, moving up 
sharply toward his belly as he released it.

"Oooooohhh, no, darling, we've got to stop. It isn't right. Now ... 
now. I can't ... I can't," Patty moaned softly as the young student's 
penis came into view, but at the same time she couldn't take her eyes 
away from the desire-thickened staff as it jerked upward. It sent a 
bolt of frantic desire racing through her such as she had never felt 
before. She had necked and petted with oilier boys, but it had never 
gone this far. She had felt the stiffness of their aroused young cocks 
through their trousers, but she had never before seen a fully erect 
penis and she marveled at the size Danny's had grown to in his 
excitement.

Quickly she turned on her side with her dress bunched up above her 
waist and her panties tangled down at her knees, presenting her smooth 
young body to his eager gaze. Then she reached around behind him and 
pulled her boy friend toward her until she could feel the heated 
hardness of his blood-filled cock jerking against her naked stomach. A 
thrill of delicious sensation shot through her loins as the huge spongy 
head pressed deep into her soft flesh.

Danny's hands once again began to wander down towards the intimate 
crease of her wet young vagina, and he began to slowly finger her pubic 
mound, searching for the little hair-lined lips of her cunt. His finger 
strayed across the hard little button of her clitoris. He had read 
about this in sex books and he began to massage it gently with his 
middle finger while Patty moaned and writhed her body furiously under 
Ws touch.

"That's wonderful," she breathed almost indistinctly from below. Her 
own hand dropped down to seize his throbbing penis, and she heard him 
give a sudden gasp as her slender fingers closed around the heated 
flesh of his throbbing young cock. He began to rock his body back and 
forth against the pressure of her hand, and his breath came in short 
laboring gasps. One of his hands groped downwards desperately and he 
quickly, brutally, thrust his index finger deep in between the 
quivering wet lips of her virginal little pussy. She gasped in pain and 
shock at the sudden intrusion.

"Oh, stop, Danny, that hurts. Do it slower."

But the boy was deafened to her pleas by the rasping of his own heavy 
breathing. He continued the punishing action of his extended finger as 
he thrust it more and more quickly in and out of her tightly clinging 
cunt. Patty struggled against the pain for a moment but then she felt 
it lessen as her vagina began to open and become lubricated. Her 
lubricants were beginning to flow in response to the thrusting presence 
deep within her aching loins. Then she became afraid that he would 
puncture the precious virginity that she had so carefully protected, 
and she tried to push him away but the weight of his body prevented 
her.

His penis was jerking and throbbing wildly now as it pushed in and out 
of her tightly clenched hand. Danny felt that he couldn't wait. He was 
about to cum and he wanted to ram his wildly pulsating cock deep into 
her belly. He had to have her and have her now!

By now both Danny and Patty were totally oblivious to the presence of 
the huge German shepherd as he sat nervously just a few feet away. 
Small puzzled whining sounds were coming from his throat. His ears were 
sharply pointed forward and quivering, and his front legs kept shifting 
nervously under him. If he could only decide whether or not the boy was 
hurting his mistress he would tear him apart. But he was familiar with 
Danny; he had been around the house a lot lately, and he sensed that 
his mistress liked the young human. But the frenzied writhings of the 
young couple, the sharply increasing moans of the young girl to whom he 
was so devoted and the unfamiliar musky odors of sex that emanated from 
Patty's aroused young body were almost more than he could stand. He 
started to move forward but then halted, remembering his mistress had 
ordered Mm away. He sat down nervously once more on Ws haunches, unable 
to stop his body from slowly inching forward, his eyes riveted on the 
young couple locked so lewdly together before him.

Patty had begun to cough out a strange medley of sounds from her throat 
until Danny didn't know whether he was hurting her or if they were due 
to her growing passion. With a great effort he slowed the rhythm of his 
finger fucking and tried to force her over onto her back so that he 
could take her as she should be taken.

"Noooooo, Danny. We mustn't do it. Not now. We have to save it, 
darling, please."

But the panting youth ignored her pleas in his pent-up passion and 
forced her over until she lay completely open, exposed and vulnerable. 
His painfully throbbing penis was about to burst, and he made an 
attempt to pry her fingers from his thick staff so that he could begin 
fucking her at once. She desperately tightened her grip around his 
eagerly jerking penis, not wanting to let it loose to plunge into her 
defenseless vagina. He pulled back away harder, and she could feel the 
hot hardness of it slowly slipping through her hand.

As her fingers slid over the sensitive flesh of his hard rounded cock-
head, she heard him gasp, "Damn it, damn it! I'm going to cum ... I'm 
going to cum now!" She could feel a sudden hot flood cover the palm of 
her hand as his hips thrust wildly forward in thwarted passion. She 
could feel the jerking of the muscles in his cock as they spasmodically 
contracted, shooting forth his white hot sperm so that it ran from 
between her fingers onto the ground. Just then, Champ got to his feet, 
goaded beyond endurance by their final struggle, and he began to bark 
loudly and continuously. The sound echoed sharply through the valley.

"Quiet, Champ, quiet," Patty hissed desperately as with one weakening 
thrust Danny flopped forward onto her, his rapidly deflating penis 
slipping out of her hand. She was afraid that the noise the big dog was 
making would bring her mother out of the house to investigate. But he 
was far too excited to calm down now and kept barking louder and 
louder. She lay there on the ground for a moment trying to silence him, 
her skirt pulled up around her waist, her panties down at her ankles, 
then she gave up in panic. She jumped to her feet, pulling her panties 
back on and smoothing her skirt down as quickly as she could.

"Come on, Champ," she called, and giving one last frightened look at 
Danny she began to run towards the house, the dog close behind her. The 
youth was lying there, trying desperately to zip up Ws fly, his face a 
mixture of shame and disappointment.



Chapter 2


Patty slowed as she neared the house. She didn't want to burst in all 
out of breath and have her mother wonder what she had been doing. She 
stopped at the front steps and smoothed out her clothes and brushed all 
the particles of leaves and grass from her that she could find. Then 
she sat down on the bottom step, pressing her legs tightly together 
trying to stop the maddening tingle in her unfulfilled loins. She 
imagined that all her mother would have to do was take one look at her 
face to see the guilt written there.

But then the bitter thought ran through her mind---would her mother 
really care what she was doing? She never seemed to pay any attention 
to her any more. It was just those awful men she had taken up with and 
that damned liquor. Patty felt a twinge of guilt shoot through her for 
harboring these unkind thoughts about tier mother, but sometimes she 
couldn't help it. Oh, sure, she understood how hard it must have been 
on the older woman since Dad died. A tear trickled down her cheek as 
the memory of her father came back to her. It was just two years ago 
that he had died, shortly after they had moved here from the city. Dad 
had always hated the city, and it was his life-long dream to move out 
to where he could feel good about breathing the air and let the 
beautiful silence soak into him, even if it meant driving forty miles 
to work every day.

He had been killed in a traffic accident on the way to work only two 
months after moving to the valley.

Patty loved the valley but she wished they had never come here. Maybe 
Dad would still be alive. Patty had loved her father. They had been 
very close. The loss had been made all the worse by the way it had 
affected her mother. Instead of Patty and her mother drawing closer 
together they had drifted apart. Mom had taken it hard. For the first 
couple of months after the accident she had hardly spoken. She seemed 
to be existing in a state of perpetual shock. And then Patty had 
noticed the empty bottles. Her mother never drank openly or got nasty 
drunk, but the liquor seemed to put her in some kind of inner world 
where nothing could touch her, not even Patty, her own daughter.

It was almost a year before the men had started to come around. Patty 
couldn't blame her mother for wanting to be with a man. During the past 
year the ripening of her own body had shown her how strong that need 
could be. Even though it was almost impossible to imagine anyone 
replacing her father, Patty had lately begun to wish that Mom could 
find some nice man she could date regularly. At least that would be 
preferable to the way it was now.

Her mother kept a steady flow of drunks and bums, the lowest element in 
the county, sneaking into her bed. The young blonde girl suspected that 
her mother unconsciously chose these vile men to fulfill her sexual 
needs in a way that would remove all danger of any of them replacing 
the memory of her husband in her heart. But that still didn't make the 
spectacle any less disgusting for Patty. She hated to see her mother 
debasing herself in this manner.

Patty's thoughts were interrupted as Champ began to nuzzle at her 
insistently. He laid Ms huge head on her. lap and looked up at her 
lovingly with his soft brown eyes. Patty looked down at him for a 
moment, the tears still dimming her eyes, and then impulsively she 
threw her arms around the faithful animal's neck and hugged him close 
against her soft, full breasts.

Oh, thank God she had him! she thought gratefully. He helped fill the 
vacuum left when her father had been taken from her and was her 
constant companion. There was a deep love shared between them that 
helped give her the strength and compassion to try to understand her 
mother's problem.

With a sigh the troubled teenager got to her feet. She might as well go 
into the house, she thought.

She was just about to open the front door when she suddenly froze into 
stillness.

There was a groan from inside the house!

Her mind was blank for a moment, and then she was struck by the sudden 
fear that something was wrong with her mother. But as she reached for 
the doorknob, she froze again as she heard a harsh male laugh.

She didn't know what to do. Obviously there was a man in the house with 
her mother, no unusual thing, but it sounded as though he were hurting 
her.

There was another groan, but it was longer this time and had an 
unearthly pleading tone to it as though someone were being tortured. 
Patty dropped her hand from the door-handle and started to back away. 
Her mind was a riot of confused emotions. What should she do? Should 
she call the police? Perhaps some fiend had broken in and was 
assaulting her mother. Then her mind was made up for her as a pleading 
voice spoke again.

"Oh, God! Yessss, yessss, do it to me like that!"

It was her mother again, and her voice was drunkenly slurred in a 
desperate pleading tone Patty had never heard before. The confused 
young girl paled in the darkness as a new and disturbing thought came 
into her mind. The man was obviously hurting her mother, but it didn't 
sound as if it were against her will, the way she was almost crying for 
him to continue.

But perhaps he was making her plead with him. Perhaps he was a sadist 
like some of the men she had read about in her psychology course. Men 
who enjoyed hearing women beg. Patty stood breathlessly on the porch 
trying to make up her mind what to do. She couldn't call the police or 
anyone else unless she was certain what was going on.

She had to find out.

The confused young girl took a deep breath and backed slowly down the 
front steps. She began to walk cautiously around the house towards her 
mother's window. As she picked her way through the untended clumps of 
high grass next to the house, she could see a beam of fight streaming 
into the darkness from her mother's window. The curtains were not 
completely closed. She motioned for Champ to sit, and then moved 
closer. She hesitated and then took a deep breath before summoning up 
the courage to look inside.

The part blonde teenager couldn't believe the sight that met her eyes!

Her mother was lying nakedly spread-eagled in the center of her bed not 
five feet away, so close that Patty felt she could reach out and touch 
her. The older woman's head was rolling back and forth on the mattress, 
her face contorted in ecstasy. A man was kneeling between her 
widespread legs, running his lips and tongue moistly up and down her 
wantonly trembling body. The man had obviously sucked her mother's 
heaving breasts into quivering hardness and then traced a wet hot path 
down to the flat plane of her jerking stomach and inner thighs. Her 
mother writhed beneath his flicking caresses like a woman possessed, 
with her hands tangled tightly in his hair, pulling his lips greedily 
to her hungering flesh. It was a moment before the girl outside could 
see enough of the man's face to recognize him.

It was Hank Jones. Her heart skipped a beat. Of all the men who came to 
see her mother, Mr. Jones was the one Patty loathed the most. He was 
loud and coarse, and she could sense the cruelty lurking behind his 
beefy features. But more than that, she was frightened by the way he 
sometimes looked at her, as if he were undressing her with his eyes.

Patty leaned forward, gripping the corners of the window-frame until 
her hands ached, completely incapable of movement. The stunned young 
girl knew she should run, bide, get away from here. She tried to blot 
the shocking picture from her mind but couldn't. She had to took. The 
obscene spectacle was mesmerizing her. Her mind rebelled at watching a 
man toying with the naked, squirming body of her own mother. It was 
depraved and lewd, but she could not turn away.

To her amazement she found that there was a certain wicked satisfaction 
in watching this pagan scene. Her mother was beautiful, she thought as 
she gazed in intoxicated rapture at the nakedly enchanting figure 
spread in sacrifice on the bed before her. She was only thirty-five 
years old, and her voluptuous breasts were still as firm as a high 
school girl's. Her waist was slender and swelled out into the 
beautifully rounded hips and thighs of a mature woman. Her hair was 
blonde, like Patty's, and lay in a golden cloud on the pillow around 
her frantically twisting head.

Hank had worked the older woman up to a fever pitch; her mouth was 
hanging open wide in ecstatic rapture and her glassy lust-smoked eyes 
stared up into nothingness. Hank placed himself in position over her 
rapidly rising and failing belly, his face hanging within inches of the 
golden-haired pussy mound below. His hands were pressed down on the 
soft swell of her stomach, and his thumbs dug into the fleshy outer 
flanges of her cunt lips. Patty sucked in her stomach with a gasp as 
she saw his thumbs massage the passion-swollen flesh for a moment. And 
then he pulled outwards slowly, parting the sparsely curling hair and 
exposing the moist, red slit of her mother's vagina. The dainty bud of 
the older woman's clitoris was clearly visible, throbbing into hardness 
just above the stretched elastic opening of her cuntal entrance.

Hank's head dropped, his long wet tongue snaking out to flick teasingly 
at the quivering little nub of raw nerves at the top of her slit. Her 
mother's nakedly squirming body jerked at the electric contact, and her 
legs clamped tightly together round his head, her soft inner thighs 
imprisoning his ears in a vise-like grip. Her hips began a slow up and 
down movement in rhythm to the probing of his wetly slavering tongue, 
and soft mewls of animal pleasure came from between her clenched teeth. 
Caught in a mindless fit of uncontrolled lust, the beautiful woman's 
upper torso writhed tike a belly dancer's as she lay back naked and 
panting on the mattress.

Patty's mouth gaped in disbelief as she watched her mother twisting 
lustfully under the depraved sucking of her loins. Her own torso began 
an involuntary swaying in time to that of her mother's as the older 
woman's body squirmed in lewd surrender to the nerve-shattering licking 
of the tongue and lips glued to her insanely throbbing vagina. Patty 
was suddenly aware that her own wetly pulsating pussy was still burning 
in unfulfilled passion from the furious action of Danny's finger up 
between her legs only minutes before. Without knowing how they got 
there, she found her own hands cupping the aching mounds of her 
breasts, trapping the hardened sensitive nipples between thumb and 
forefinger through the thin material of her summer dress. Her fingers 
began squeezing until a tiny excruciating sensation brought a gasp of 
surprised pleasure from her open lips. She pushed closer to the window 
so that she could better see the lewdly exciting spectacle going on 
within.

She watched in wide-eyed wonder as Hank's lips began crawling up her 
mother's squirming body. They worked their way up slowly, pausing now 
and then at soft sensitive spots for a quick flick of the tongue that 
would bring further groans of delight and frustration from her mother's 
tightly clenched teeth. It was then that Patty could clearly see Hank's 
long thick cock protruding from his groin. It looked as hard as the 
thick stump of a tree, and stood out from the curly black pubic hair 
covering his powerful belly. His penis was enormous and Patty shuddered 
as she saw it pause momentarily over her mother's little vaginal 
opening. The peering young blonde girl thought that the naked man was 
going to stick it in and begin fucking immediately, but he didn't.

Slowly, he slid all the way up the older woman's slippery sweat-soaked 
body and straddled her passionately quivering breasts, then sat back 
slightly on his buttocks pushing the soft resilient mounds flat against 
her chest.

Hank's lust-thickened cock stood straight out from his belly with its 
swollen rubbery head but a few inches above the helplessly trapped 
woman's gasping mouth. Hank reached one hand back behind him and with a 
quick flick of his wrist shoved his outstretched middle finger deep up 
between her wide-open legs, skewering it into the pink, moist flanges 
of her cunt up to the flat of his palm. She jerked as he rotated it 
around inside, teasing the wet sensitive walls until the frantic woman 
panted and gasped, breathing a moan of surrender to the lascivious 
plundering her body was undergoing.

Patty could see her mother try to squirm away from the teasing torture, 
but Hank's knees were holding her shoulders and arms pinned tightly 
down against the mattress. She was completely at his mercy. A lewd 
sadistic grin lined his lips as he reached down with his free hand and 
nabbed the underside of his massive cock-head in a slow teasing circle 
around her wetly parted lips. A second later, her tongue flicked 
hungrily out from between her teeth, licking at the tiny opening in the 
head. A thin string of white pre-ejaculate seeping from it stretched 
across her open mouth. She strained forward, the cords in her neck 
standing out, trying to suck the mocking instrument into her mouth. But 
Hank laughed above her and kept it just out of reach, allowing only the 
tip of her tongue to lick up and down the underside. The naked older 
woman moaned and strained until Patty could feel herself struggling 
with her.

Patty's breath was coming in time to her mother's gasps beneath the 
thick teasing penis. The muscles in her own body were as taut as 
bowstrings as she reacted involuntarily to the lewdly exciting scene 
before her. Slowly the young girl's right hand left her breast to trail 
a slow, teasing path down her soft young belly. She jerked as it slid 
into the elastic waistband of her panties to rub thrillingly at the 
sparse pubic hair rising from the "vee" up between her thighs. One of 
her fingers played for a moment, then suddenly curled down into the 
moistly ready slit up between her legs---the same slit where Danny's 
fingers had been so thrillingly stroking only minutes before. Her 
fingernail scraped gently at the tiny bud of her clitoris, sending it 
springing into quivering life.

Breathlessly watching the lewd scene inside her mother's bedroom now, 
Patty jerked forward as her own searching hand curled further down her 
loins, parting the soft lips of her vagina to insistently snake its way 
inside the tight elastic opening of her virginal little cunt sending 
wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbing through her. She ground her 
pussy down hard against her own impaling finger and her body began a 
gentle rocking motion in time to Hank's hand fucking into her mother's 
shamelessly undulating pussy right in front of her.

Suddenly there was a deep gurgling from her mother's throat on the 
other side of the window. Hank, the sadistic grin on his face widening, 
had taken her brutally by the hair and pulled her head up off the 
mattress. At the same time, he thrust forward to ram the lust-swollen 
head of his thick penis deep into her gaping mouth. Patty held her 
breath as she watched. She was certain her mother was going to choke 
from the sheer size of the massive organ buried between her wide-
stretched lips, but the older woman only began hungrily sucking at the 
great pulsating shaft---groaning as though she had waited all her life 
for this lewd feast.

Hank rose to his knees, and, with one hand still holding her head up by 
the hair and the other once again sunk deep into her wetly gaping cunt, 
he began buffeting the doubly-impaled woman's body cruelly up and down 
on the mattress. Patty watched with horrified fascination as her 
mother's tightly ovalled lips sucked with all their might on the huge 
cock fucking into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed on the out-stroke and 
expanded obscenely on the in-stroke, and her eyes were glazed with a 
wild, ecstatic film of animal lust that the young girl had never 
dreamed existed. Its very rawness brought a low moan to her own lips, 
her tongue circling them nervously as she felt the juices of her own 
tight little pussy increase their flow up between her legs, drenching 
her thrusting palm with a warm moisture.

Through the haze of her own passion she saw her mother's rounded mouth 
on the other side of the window voraciously sucking at the growing 
white stalk of male flesh sawing into her mouth. The thin elastic rim 
of her lips clung to it as though held there by unseen fingers. Hank 
gunned lewdly above her as he fucked into her willing mouth and watched 
her lust-contorted face suck and lick at his throbbing penis like a 
child devouring a candy-cane. She had freed both hands now and placed 
them behind his swaying buttocks, one cheek in each hand, and was 
pulling his loins maniacally to her. Patty could see saliva dripping 
from the comers of her mouth and running in tiny rivulets down her 
hollowing cheeks. Her mother was clearly reveling in the cruel 
humiliation Hank was subjecting her to---a masochistic light shining 
strangely in her lust-glazed eyes.

Unfamiliar thrills of wicked pleasure were coursing through the hotly 
aroused young girl's entire being as she watched her mother succumb to 
the depraved sucking of Hank's thick cock. She discovered that her own 
lips were ovalled as if she, too, were sucking, and the knowingly, lewd 
imagery caused her hips to begin lasciviously circling in rhythm to her 
own hand fucking into her burning vagina. To the teenager's lust-glazed 
eyes, Hank's heavy, pummeling shaft seemed to disappear completely into 
her mother's face as he drove forward with hollowing buttocks like a 
pile-driver until the. coarse hair of his loins brushed the tip of her 
nose. His sperm-tightened balls danced beneath, slapping in unison 
against her upraised chin with each hard thrust.

God! Patty thought dimly, he's going to strangle her. He's going to cum 
in her mouth, and the hot, sticky stuff will choke her! He'll kill her! 
He'll kill her!

And as the horrified girl watched, Hank yanked his wildly jerking cock 
suddenly from her mother's sucking lips and held the huge red tip about 
two inches away from her face. With an expiring groan from his lust-
contorted lips, his penis began spewing white hot cum directly into her 
wide-open mouth. The hard, quick spurts streamed from it like milk from 
a cow, filling her mouth to the brim, and the passion-crazed older 
woman swallowed voraciously, not wanting to lose a drop of the lust-
inciting fluid. Her Adam's apple bobbed up and down lewdly trying to 
keep up with the wildly ejaculating sperm spewing into her face.

Patty groaned at the obscene picture of her mother's self-inflicted 
humiliation as Hank's cock throbbed out its last remaining spurts. Thin 
strings of the sticky white fluid ran down from the tip of his penis to 
her wetly glistening lips, linking them in an obscene spider-web of 
sexual connection.

Suddenly Patty's heart caught in her throat as Hank seemed to look 
directly at the window. She backed quickly away into the dark, her 
finger slipping wetly from her own vagina. Oh God, what if he saw me? 
she thought as she raced away from the house. She was dimly aware of 
Champ running at her side and felt reassured by his presence.



Chapter 3


Patty headed instinctively for her favorite hiding place, a small open 
area padded with soft green grass and surrounded by a wild profusion of 
bushes. She always felt secure here, not because the place was 
inaccessible, but because she was usually able to hear people coming 
long before they could see her.

She flopped down on the grass, her knees drawn up, and cradled her head 
in her hands hoping the whirling confusion in her mind would somehow 
quiet down.

The confused teenager knew she should be shocked and horrified by the 
lewd and sinful scene she had just seen her own mother engaged in, but 
such rational thought was beyond her at the moment.

Twice tonight she had been brought near the peak of sexual fulfillment 
only to have it cut off before she had realized complete gratification. 
This was the first time in her young life that her virginal body had 
ever been so wildly aroused.

And she needed release!

Oh, God! she thought to herself, why hadn't she let Danny take her? The 
sadistic spectacle of her mother's humiliation had only added another 
dimension to her need.

She felt suffocated somehow, even though the night was not unbearably 
hot. She began to pull off her clothes as she had done many times 
before in this secluded place. She had never fully realized what she 
had done it for, only that there was something sensuously exciting 
about the feel of the wind's caressing her budding young body.

In a few seconds her clothes lay scattered in the clearing, and she 
collapsed backwards on the grass with a half-stifled moan of 
unfulfilled passion. Her unblemished skin shone like silver in the 
fight of the moon, and her tiny young nipples were standing out like 
two berries topping a bowl of cream. The fine blonde hair that barely 
covered her virginal young pussy was only a suggestion of a shadow in 
the eerie light. She began to rub the palms of her hands slowly and 
sensuously over her naked body, from the flat plane of her taut little 
belly to the tiny tips of her proudly up-thrust breasts. Her thighs 
ground together in a slow hypnotic rhythm, causing sharp new thrills to 
shoot lightning-like through her hungering young cunt.

Champ sat on his haunches about three feet away, obviously nervous. He 
started several little sharp motions forward but checked himself each 
time. This night had been full of new and strange emotions for him too. 
He had seen his beloved young mistress in a new light. They had been 
together ever since he was a puppy, and she was all he knew and loved. 
They had romped and played together; he had lain in her doorway as she 
slept, ready to protect her from whatever danger that might present 
itself. They had curled up together in sleep; he had licked her face in 
Ws happiness, and she had thrown her arms around him with the little 
laugh he knew her by.

But tonight had been different. He had seen her change as she lay on 
the ground with the young human. A strange passionate wildness had 
emanated from her that aroused some dark longing in his animal heart as 
he smelled the heavy pungent odor of her sexual arousal. He watched her 
now as she writhed on the grass before him, and a low half-whine, half-
growl emanated from his throat.

At first Patty did not notice.

She had been letting the obscene images of her mother and Hank drift 
excitingly through her mind. She knew she was only putting it off. She 
knew that in a few seconds she would once again plunge her fingers deep 
up into her madly burning pussy and stroke in and out until blessed 
relief came. But she sensed somehow that it would never be the same as 
having a real penis thrust into her, to feel a domineering male body 
hovering over her, driving her to heights of passion that were possible 
no other way. Her fingertips were just sliding up her thighs, dancing 
teasingly over the soft curling hairs of her pubic mound, when she 
heard that strange sound come once again from deep in Champ's throat.

She looked around in surprise. The huge German shepherd had gotten to 
his feet and was approaching her. His massive head dropped once toward 
her loins, then he looked up at her questioningly. For a moment there 
was a blank look of surprise on the girl's face, which slowly changed 
to an expression of shameless lust as she remembered the ecstatic look 
on her mother's face as Hank had kissed her vaginal flesh. Nervously, 
she wet her lips and raised up on her elbows, her knees drawn up and 
wide apart. She nodded with her head toward her hotly throbbing vagina, 
then put her finger down and pointed to it.

"Lick it, Champ," she said in a hoarse whisper. The huge German 
shepherd lowered his head to the now panting girl's warmly perfumed 
pussy and began sniffing. His tail wagged and trembled as though he had 
found a bitch in heat. The naked young girl moaned in shock as the cold 
nose suddenly made contact with her tiny puckered anus. Then Champ's 
long warm tongue snaked out and licked wetly up and down the crevice 
around it, the tip burrowing slightly into the fleshy anal ring.

The erotic sensation was like nothing the lust-driven girl had 
expected; it was as if a bolt of fire had shot from her nakedly offered 
loins through her entire body. For a moment she tried to squirm away, 
but Champ moved forward and began greedily lapping the narrow pink slit 
up between her thighs. He ran his tongue wetly the full length of it, 
from the tight closed pucker of her anus, over the fluted pink edges of 
her cunt, and up to the tiny sensation bud atop her pubic mound. His 
great tongue spread through the soft, hair-covered swelling like a 
child's tongue licking an ice-cream cone. It flicked relentlessly 
between the girl's widespread legs stopping sporadically to curl its 
way deep into her most sensitive flesh. The beautiful young girl jerked 
spasmodically as she squirmed under her loyal dog's oral assault on her 
love-starved little cunt.

Patty looked down in amazement at that slithering thick tongue licking 
so thrillingly into her. She raised her hands, holding them in 
indecision for a moment above her squirming body, then dropped them to 
grasp the dog's ears. With a deep animal sound she lifted her knees 
even higher, until they were pressed against her breasts, and pulled 
his nose forward into her quivering vaginal lips. His long slippery 
tongue ran up her moist passageway like a red carpet of welcome being 
unrolled, and the sex-crazed teenager began trembling in a forbidden 
rapture as incoherent moans streamed from her lips. She pleaded with 
the big dog to lick faster and deeper and encouraged him with her 
wantonly writhing, upturned buttocks. Champ worked like a savage beast, 
some ancient rutting lust of the wild driving him.

Patty never knew how long the delicious licking of her wildly quivering 
pussy went on. Time seemed to disappear as a universe of brightly 
colored shooting stars spun through her passion-numbed mind. Then that 
maddening tongue was gone! In a wave of disappointment the shamelessly 
aroused teenage girl looked up and raised once again to her elbows, 
slowly lowering her legs.

"What's wrong, Champ?" she asked in a shaking voice. "Do it some more. 
Please do it."

She reached down with trembling hands and parted the saliva-wet lips of 
heir dripping young pussy, offering it once again to the big animal's 
tongue.

But instead he backed away a step or two, moving swiftly. It was then 
that she saw it!

His cock! She stared open-mouthed as its hardness emerged from its 
hairy sheath, wet and thick, the dripping tapered end swaying in an 
ever-growing length of reddened hardness. God! It was as big or bigger 
than Danny's.

What the handsome animal wanted was plain.

He wanted to fuck her! His need obviously was as great as her own!

The naked young girl was shocked at first by the very forbiddenness of 
the spectacle before her but, at the same time, she felt in her 
insanely lusted mind a tender pride that her responding young body had 
fired her devoted pet to this point.

"Oh, Champ, Champ," she moaned in a mindless sexual delirium, her 
sensual young body alive with a screaming need for love. "Let's do it. 
Let's do it."

Utter lust saturated her brain as she quickly roiled over onto all 
fours, elevating her spread buttocks and bending before the huge animal 
in abject surrender. Her obscenely offered cunt was a well of molten 
fire. The aroused animal hesitated a moment as if he, too, doubted the 
rightness of what was about to happen. The helplessly impassioned girl 
was beyond all rational thought now as she looked back beyond her 
nakedly rounded buttocks toward her handsome animal lover and begged 
piteously.

"Oh, God, Champ, crawl up on my back," she moaned. "Do it! Please, 
lover! Fuck your Patty!"

She reached back between her thighs to stroke her pussy in a lewd 
goading gesture.

"Now, baby, now! Fuck me! Please fuck me before I lose my mind ...!"

The big dog hesitated no longer. Her pleading gestures and the 
intoxicating smell of her wantonly offered pussy triggered an automatic 
response in his animal heart. He quickly mounted the nakedly spread 
mounds of her buttocks, his paws on her back. The glistening scarlet 
penis slipped further from its sheath, dripping in readiness. A moment 
later, the tapered point was slipping and dancing in her wetly heated 
cuntal crevice, causing tiny whimpers of lewd impatience to come from 
both of them. The excited animal trembled and jerked, trying to bury 
his long thick rod in her body. Sobbing, the desperate girl looked 
back, shifting her rounded little buttocks in an effort to capture the 
lengthening shaft. Like a bitch in heat she strove to sheath the long 
scarlet penis in her wetly hungering cunt. The sharp tip missed and 
slid up to find the momentarily relaxed anus and attempted to enter 
there. With a little cry of automatic fear Patty tensed, evading the 
bending up-slipping prod. He thrust again blindly, the thin point 
sliding unsuccessfully beneath into her soft hair-lined crevice, when 
it scraped against her sensitively erect clitoris.

In desperation, the frustrated girl reached back between her thighs and 
searched for his slippery animal hardness. Feeling its wet heat beneath 
her fingers, she parted her already matted pussy with the end of it and 
pressed it into the eagerly pulsating entrance to her vagina.

"Oooohhhh, Champ ... it's so hot and hard!" Patty moaned in a weird 
combination of fear and excitement. She wondered for a moment if she 
could take it up inside her. "Ooohhhhh ... I've got to ... got to! I 
need it so bad ...!" she sobbed half to herself.

"No! Now! ... the tip's just up inside!" She exhorted the dog. "Do it 
baby! Stick it into me and fuck your darling ..."

The instant the dog felt the moistly clasping pussy flesh surrounding 
the tip of his animal hardness, he instinctively rammed forward. The 
powerful German shepherd sank his long pulsating animal cock into the 
obscenely offered channel of his blonde young mistress' up-thrust cunt. 
He kept ramming forward, paying no attention to her little scream of 
pain and her frantic effort to crowd forward away from the long 
invading shaft. His hardened canine penis slithered forward with a wet 
rush until it was sunk to the hilt inside her tight virginal pussy, his 
hairy balls swinging below her wet pubic hair.

"Aaagggghhh ...!" Patty gasped out as the unbelievable first 
penetration of the dog's massively hardened cock tore painfully through 
the delicate tissues of her forever lost maidenhead. Her face contorted 
with unexpected pain, but before she had even a chance to acclimate 
herself to the unaccustomed presence that seemed to be splitting her 
loins in half, the dog began to automatically fuck rapid-fire into her 
pain-wracked pussy.

The helplessly kneeling young virgin writhed and twisted before the 
powerful lunges of the seating dog cock that fucked deep into tile 
hitherto unused depths of her passion-filled belly, stretching her 
tight little vagina wider and wider with each powerful thrust.

Gradually the pail] began to change to pleasure- A moan of relief came 
from the naked teenager's contorted lips as she began to move 
rhythmically backwards to meet each thrust of the panting dog's long 
slippery cock. As the forelegs trapped her waist she began to undulate 
her body and move her buttocks in lewd circles, completely abandoning 
herself to the wonderful animal fucking she was receiving from behind. 
Her face was contorted in rapture as exquisite sensations flooded 
through her. Her full taut breasts danced tightly beneath her writhing 
torso moving in time to the skewering cock of the dog as it slid deep 
into her from behind, a relentless hot poker of glistening mate-dog 
flesh burying itself in her body ...

*  *  *

Hank Jones couldn't believe what his blood-shot eyes were actually 
witnessing. He had come outside to investigate after fucking that hot 
bitch, Paula Edwards. Just as she had finished sucking his cock he saw 
a movement at the window, and he thought it had been Paula's sexy 
little daughter, Patty. He pulled on his clothes and went outside, 
leaving the insatiable Paula still slowly nakedly twisting and turning 
on the bed in the afterglow of her sexual completion.

He moved warily when he got outside, keeping an eye out for that damned 
dog that was always trailing around after the girt. He knew the dog 
hated him, and if it weren't for the two women holding it back, it 
would be on him in a minute. He'd fix that goddamned brute some day, he 
thought to himself, just give him half a chance and he'd put a bullet 
in the son of a bitch's head.

;n  *  *h ... after this . Hank moved noiselessly through the yard. 
Everything appeared silent and normal in the bright moonlight, and he 
wondered if lied only imagined he'd seen Paula's daughter's face 
staring in the window as he shot his hot load down her mother's throat.

Yeah, he thought to himself, maybe it was his imagination. He'd had 
that little fifteen year old bitch Patty on his mind a lot lately. 
Christ, was she built! If she could fuck anything like her old lady 
he'd give his left arm to get into her tight little pussy. And he bet 
it was tight too, like the rest of that smooth sweet body. Yeah, he'd 
like to show that proud little bitch what it was all about. She acted 
like she thought she was too good to be in the same room with him; like 
he was dirt under her feet. She'd sing a different tune with his cock 
sunk all the way up into her white little belly. They were all the same 
then, those proud bitches, just like her mother. She had thought she 
was too good for him too until that night when she was drunk and he'd 
stuck it to her. Once they got a real cock up in them they always came 
back for more.

Hank stopped suddenly as he heard a strange sound coming from the other 
side of the yard. It was a half moan, half gasp followed by a sound 
almost like someone struggling. Hank moved stealthily forward through 
the high grass until he came to a thick clump of bushes. He peered 
through a gap in the heavy foliage and that's when he saw it.

Christ, that dog was licking her pussy!

That beautiful little bitch Patty was lying stark-ass naked on her back 
with that fucking German shepherd's tongue slithering up her cunt! Hank 
stood frozen to the spot for a minute. It was just as well, for if he'd 
made any movement Champ might have sensed it and would have been on him 
in a minute. As it was, the dog's attention was so riveted on his 
passionately pleading mistress as she lay before Mm drawing his 
slavering tongue deep into her convulsing young pussy that Hank was 
safe for the moment.

What the hell! Son of a bitch, the fucking brute was backing away from 
her! Hank saw the impassioned teenager took up in surprise, and his 
ears heard her plead with the dog to keep licking her cunt. But what 
the hell was going on now, he thought as the girl rolled over on her 
hands and knees, her luscious young naked ass waggling lewdly back in 
invitation at the goddamned dog? Hank could see the glistening dampness 
that saturated the smooth crevice between her lush white ass-cheeks 
while the dog's saliva dripped from between her blonde-fringed cunt 
lips down onto the milky columns of her soft inner thighs.

"Oh God," he heard her say to the dog. "Now baby, now! Fuck me! Please 
fuck me before I lose my mind!" as an almost depraved expression of 
wild excitement contorted her beautiful face.

Hank listened in awe while he stared open-mouthed at the big German 
shepherd moving in behind her between her widespread legs and thighs. 
He heard the beast whimper eagerly, then saw the girl close her eyes 
and inch her knees a little farther apart to open her coral-hued, 
gently quivering pussy split wider to him.

Jesus Christ, Hank thought wildly to himself, she must be some kind of 
witch! He began to stroke his own rapidly swelling penis inside his 
pants. He'd never seen anything like it! She just had to be a wanton 
bitch, this beautiful golden-haired kid giving herself to an animal 
this way.

Suddenly the dog mounted her, his muscular furry body crowding in 
toward her widespread buttocks, his powerful forelegs clutching at her 
trim white hips. Hank gaped in almost overpowering lust at the 
glistening scarlet dog-cock slipping from its huge sheath, dripping 
freely, its tapered point jerking and dancing as the brute hunched in 
close to her, trying to bury the slender pink tip and its thickened 
shaft into her delicious young cunt.

The dog thrust brutally forward, spreading her slightly open little 
pussy wider and wider as, with a whimper, he buried his long animal-
cock deep up into the lewdly squirming pink hole between her legs.

"Oooohhhhh ooooohhhhhhh!" Patty cried gutturally, her breath gushing 
from her mouth, "ooohhhhh Godddd! It's so big!"

Hank had taken out his wildly pulsating cock; he hardly knew what in 
hell he was going to do with it, but at the moment he was stroking it 
salaciously while he watched in lecherous fascination as the thick 
scarlet animal penis rammed mercilessly forward until it was sunk to 
the hilt in the girl's quivering body.

The nakedly kneeling girl's eyes opened wide in pain and shock as the 
brute began fucking rapidly into her from behind. In the moonlight, 
Hank could see the driving animal cock opening her virginal young pussy 
more and more with each forward drive. Goddamn! He wished he had 
brought his gun; he'd shoot that fucking dog right now and then let 
that moaning little bitch see what it felt like to have a real cock in 
her.

"Ooohhh ... ooohhhh ... ooohhhh ..."

Patty had started to chant in obvious relief as she moved rhythmically 
backwards to meet the animal's long powerful strokes into her.

Hank watched and involuntarily began to pump at his own rigidly excited 
cock, his bulging eyes fixed on the beautiful teenager's lust-contorted 
face which was completely disfigured in wantonness from the perverted 
animal fucking the dog was giving her. His stroking hand around his 
thick penis began to keep tempo with the thrusts of the huge beast's 
cock skewering deeper and deeper into the kneeling girl from behind. 
The dog's savage muscular body rammed and thudded resoundingly between 
her nakedly widespread ass-cheeks, his vicious cock a merciless piston 
of glistening animal flesh sinking to its full depths deep into her 
soft white belly while she rotated her tender young buttocks furiously 
back against the fucking animal like a hungry bitch in heat.

It was at that moment that Hank knew he had to have her himself. But 
not now! That goddamned German shepherd would tear him apart. But soon, 
soon! He knew her mother was going to be gone tomorrow; he'd find some 
way to get rid of the dog. She couldn't say she was too good for him 
anymore, not after this ... not after he'd seen her fucking her own 
dog. By God he'd see how she liked human cock! His mind strayed back to 
the obscenely swaying body of the girl kneeling before the hunching 
German shepherd.

Patty was almost out of her mind with passion now. Moans tumbled from 
her desire-tautened lips as she moved in cadence backwards to eagerly 
meet each of Champ's searing thrusts into her quivering vaginal depths. 
She felt his forelegs clinging to her hips like furry arms and the mere 
thought of the depraved nature of this unnatural coupling sent a wild 
excitement rippling through her sensually aroused young body. She 
turned her head and began moaning lewd encouragements over her 
shoulder.

"Oooohhhh God, Champ ... fuck me harder ... harder ... go faster ... 
cum in me ... I want your cum inside my cunt."

In her wild joy she wanted to be filled with the animal sperm of her 
loyal companion. Nothing else mattered. She was no longer human but a 
quivering mass of sweating, lust-deranged flesh that begged to be 
mastered. She reveled in the dog's fiery power over her as she crouched 
in animal-like submission before the panting beast and ground her 
nakedly gleaming buttocks back against his jerking hairy body. Tiny 
rivulets of hot moisture were building in the crevice of her wildly 
rotating buttocks and, the moonlight glistened on them as they joined 
to run slowly down the backs of her thighs and onto the grass below.

Suddenly her glazed blue eyes opened wide and unseeing. A choked scream 
started from deep in her throat, and her head twisted from side to side 
wildly, her long blonde hair whipping across her back. In the beginning 
throes of her orgasm, she screwed her ass-cheeks greedily back against 
the dog like a demented creature. The giant animal's tongue hung from 
Ws mouth as he fucked even harder into her nakedly waving buttocks from 
behind, saliva dripping from his mouth onto her sweat-streaked back.

"Aaaggghhhh, Champ! I'm cumming. Keep fucking. I'm cummmmiiinnnggggg!" 
she screamed again and rammed back frantically just as Champ jerked 
forward and his thick animal cock began jetting its sperm in hard 
spurts deep up into her wildly clasping vagina. Her rounded little 
buttocks began contracting uncontrollably as her own orgasmic upheaval 
tore through her quivering belly like a killer quake. A stream of thin 
white liquid suddenly oozed from her convulsing cuntal lips where they 
clasped tightly around the hot animal penis and then ran down the 
trembling columns of her thighs. Her back view was a glistening display 
of soaked blonde pussy hair and raw pink flesh as she pitched forward 
on her face exhausted, the long scarlet dog-cock slipping from her 
mauled passageway with a lewd sucking sound.

Champ stood over the prostrate form of his raggedly breathing mistress, 
his deflating penis rapidly withdrawing back up into its hairy sheath. 
In a last obscene gesture, he lowered his head and his long thick 
tongue shot out once again and licked hungrily at the white liquid 
oozing from her still quivering cunt. He licked until there was no 
more. The girl stirred beneath his hot wet probings, then rolled over 
slowly as the loyal pet moved forward to lick at her beloved face.

"Oh, Champ," she sighed and threw her arms around his massive neck, 
"that was wonderful." The faithful animal lay its head on her still 
passion-hardened breasts as she lovingly stroked Ws furry body. Patty 
felt fulfilled, complete, like she had never felt before in her whole 
life. She felt a warm aura of love and trust glowing about her and her 
beloved canine companion. Life could never be the same again.

And it wouldn't, for neither Patty nor Champ noticed a shadowy figure 
stealing away across the yard ...



Chapter 4


It took Paula Edwards a long time to wake up the next morning. She kept 
drifting in and out of consciousness not knowing whether she preferred 
the terror of her nightmares or the shameful realities of her daily 
life.

Finally, with a groan, she pushed back the covers and stared up at the 
ceiling with red-rimmed eyes. The sick pain of a hangover shot through 
her head as she started to sit up, and she fell back heavily on the 
pillow. It was a full five minutes more before she was able to swing 
her feet over the edge of the bed and pull herself slowly to her feet. 
She felt something scaly as her hand brushed automatically across her 
face. Looking in the mirror, she saw with a shudder that Hank Jones' 
dried semen still clung in places to her chin and breasts.

She started to move quickly toward the bathroom to wash it off, but 
nearly tripped over an empty whiskey bottle. She caught hold of the 
door frame to steady herself and glanced around at the dirty room and 
unkempt bed. She saw her face in the mirror, haggard but still 
beautiful and then she burst into tears.

"Oh God, oh God, what's happened to me?" she moaned as she fell forward 
on her knees and buried her face against the soiled sheets. Her lovely 
naked body shook with sobs as the full realization of her continuing 
degradation was finally brought home to her.

After a while she straightened, and then sat on the edge of the bed, 
her hands in her lap, her face calmer now. She wondered how she had 
been able to play this game with herself so long. It was time to admit 
that Mark was gone. He was dead, dead and would never come back.

But she wasn't dead, she reflected, determination coming over her face. 
It was time to stop this twilight existence half way between life and 
death, just drunk enough to shut out the world, just frustrated enough 
to sleep with the likes of Hank Jones. She shuddered as she thought of 
the man's crudeness. Well, she didn't need him any more, she thought. 
She had other things, other people, her daughter for instance.

Yes, Patty, her daughter. She had neglected her for too long. She knew 
the pain her disgusting life must be causing the fatherless young girl, 
and she vowed it would be different from this minute on.

The first thing I can do is to clean this place up, she thought to 
herself and began to put new sheets on the bed. Within the next twenty 
minutes the room was in reasonable order. She looked at her dirty tired 
face in the mirror again and decided she was the next project. She 
showered, washed her hair and put on clean clothes. She was beginning 
to feel her old self again, and for the first time in a long while she 
was looking forward to the day ahead. She had to go into the city today 
to see a lawyer about some of Mark's insurance policies, a thing that 
she had been dreading. It seemed manageable now, and when she got back 
in the evening she would cook a nice dinner for Patty and herself. 
Perhaps they would go to a show together afterwards.

It was fairly early and the house was still quiet. She supposed that 
Patty was still asleep. She often stayed out late these warm summer 
nights, but Paula supposed it was all right with the dog to protect 
her. Mark had brought Champ home when he was a puppy a@ a gift for 
their daughter. He had said it was good for a kid in the country to 
have a dog. He'd always wanted one himself. Patty and-the dog had 
become inseparable; Paula loved him too, but it was nothing like the 
close bond between the faithful animal and her daughter.

She picked up her coat and purse and started towards the front door, 
then she hesitated a moment. She turned and moved silently toward the 
door of Patty's room. It was slightly ajar, and she pushed it open 
wider and looked in. Patty lay on her side in her bed curled up around 
Champ's great body, her bright golden hair contrasting sharply with the 
rough texture of his dark coat. The dog looked up as Paula's head 
peeked around the door, then he laid his head on his paws and gently 
wagged his tail as he saw who it was. Paula smiled and quietly closed 
the door. She went out the front door, not bothering to lock it because 
she knew that Champ was adequate burglar insurance.

The front door latch gave a sharp click as it closed and Patty stirred 
in her sleep. A few seconds later her big blue eyes fluttered open and 
stared unseeingly at the ceiling for a moment. Then she automatically 
flinched and held up her hands as Champ began happily licking her face. 
She giggled for a moment and then gave the dog a big hug.

"Good morning, Champ," she said gaily. "You haven't told anybody our 
secret yet, have you?" And she laughed again.

She started to bound out of bed but gave a little cry of surprise as 
she realized she was raw and sore up between her thighs. Well, why not, 
she thought to herself, my hymen was broken last night.

"You'll have to be more careful next time Champ, at least till I get 
more used to it. And there will be a next time, won't there?" she said 
as much to herself as to him.

She gingerly stood up and then shamelessly raised her short flimsy 
nightgown. She looked down at her pubic area and saw that her golden-
haired pelvis was still matted with Champ's semen. She began probing at 
the softly curling mound and hesitantly inserted her forefinger just 
inside her tight raw vaginal opening.

"Ouch," she said and winced a little. Yes, it was a little sore all 
right, but there didn't seem to be any real damage. Despite the slight 
pain, the passage of her fingertip between the soft pink folds of her 
cuntal slit sent a thrill racing through her blood. Reluctantly she 
withdrew her hand and had just decided to go in the bathroom and take a 
shower to wash the dried animal cum from her body when she got an idea. 
Why not let Champ lick her clean? After all it was his cum, and his big 
soft tongue wouldn't hurt her like her own finger had. She sat back on 
the edge of the bed and pulled her nightgown up a little higher. She 
let her beautiful milky-white young thighs fall lewdly open so that her 
nearly virginal young pussy opened up like the petals of a rare 
tropical flower. Champ came to attention as he saw once again the well-
remembered pleasure-trove from the night before.

"Want a little breakfast, Champ?" the quickly aroused girl said in a 
catching voice as the dog looked up expectantly. The big dog whined 
once and moved slowly toward her extending his head inquisitively. 
Patty's breath sucked in sharply as the cold canine nose slid wetly up 
between her thighs and came to rest against her already dampening 
blonde curls. Her knees fell open even wider, and she gave a little 
groan as she awaited the first searing attack of the dog's hot wet 
tongue.

But it never came. There was a thunderous knock at the front door, and 
Champ quickly jerked his head around.

"Oh no, no, Champ," the desire-ridden girl implored, "come on back. It 
can't be anybody important." But the pounding went on, and the big dog 
trotted from the room, the hair bristling on the back of ms neck and an 
ominous growl coming from his throat.

"Oh damn," Patty said petulantly to herself and, pulling her nightgown 
down so that it once again covered tier thighs, she stalked angrily 
into the living room determined to get rid of whoever it was as quickly 
as possible. Champ was standing right in front of the door barking 
loudly, his head tossing angrily.

"Quiet Champ," she said, letting some of her anger spill over onto the 
dog. She got a tight hold on the dog's collar with one hand and held 
him back as she opened the door a crack to see out. Champ's barking and 
growling grew even louder, and he made several lunges toward the partly 
opened door Patty peered out to see what it was that was so upsetting 
the dog.

It was Hank Jones!

"Oh," Patty said pulling tile top of her nightgown tighter around her 
throat. "It's you."

"Yeah, it's me," lie said, looking nervously down at the snarling dog. 
"How's about letting me in?"

"My mom's not here," Patty said expecting the matter to end there.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Hank answered, "She asked me if I could fix the 
bathroom sink, an' I thought I'd surprise her with it when she came 
back." He held up a leather bag that clinked heavily like there were 
tools inside.

"Well ... I don't know," Patty said hesitantly, even though her hand 
was already reaching for the hook on the screen door. Champ became even 
more excited and, in his struggles to lunge forward toward the cringing 
Hank, Patty was pulled off-balance and the neck of her nightgown opened 
even further permitting one of her ripely budding young breasts to leap 
free. She blushed, feeling Hank's hot stare on her accidentally exposed 
loveliness. It made her angry and perversely she directed her anger at 
the faithful dog.

"Would you shut up?" she yelled and Champ momentarily quieted. "Just a 
minute," she said to Hank and closed the front door in his face. She 
then dragged the protesting animal toward the small utility porch at 
the back of the house.

"Now get in there," she commanded, "and let's not have any more trouble 
from you." She moved Champ inside, quickly shut the door after him, and 
looked through the small glass window in the upper part of the door, 
feeling guilty as she saw the betrayed expression in his eyes. She 
walked quickly back to the front door and opened it, half hoping Hank 
would have gone away in the meantime, but he hadn't.

"Okay," she said grudgingly, for she really disliked the man, "come on 
in, but stay away from the back porch." She stepped wide out of the big 
man's path as he strode boldly in, grinning now that the dog was out of 
the way. He looked like he was going to say something to her, but she 
turned her back on him and went toward her bedroom, once again holding 
her nightgown tightly around her. She turned inside her own doorway and 
saw that he was still staring after her.

"I thought you were going to fix the sink," she said pointedly. A flush 
started to mount his face, and it looked like he was going to reply 
angrily, but his jaw muscles clamped tight and, spinning on his heel, 
he strode wordlessly off towards her mother's bedroom and the bathroom 
beyond.

The suspicious young girl stood by her door for a few minutes until she 
heard the clink of tools coming from the other side of the house. 
Satisfied, she partly closed her door and went toward her closet. She 
instinctively felt it would be much more sensible to have on less 
revealing clothes than this practically sheer piece of gauze she was 
wearing. She stripped the nightgown from her with one easy movement and 
tossed it carelessly on the bed, her enchantingly curved young body 
reacting with delight to the soft feel of the morning air on its 
nakedly pearly surface. As she rummaged through the closet searching 
for a light summer dress, she could not help staring at herself in the 
full-length mirror, admiring the ripe sensual curves of her body.

She was much fuller, much more rounded, like a full-grown woman but 
with the firm unsagging flesh of youth. Her skin was supple and shone 
like porcelain, completely without blemish. She became so enraptured 
with her own reflection in the mirror that she didn't notice a shadow 
move across the gap of the partially opened door.

Hank Jones moved slowly and quietly as he peered in and stared at the 
nakedly beautiful figure of the young girl who was his prey. His heart 
was pounding and he could feel the bulge in his trousers becoming 
bigger and bigger until in a matter of seconds it had reached full 
erectness. He let his hand go down to feel the stiff pulsing rod as it 
jerked against the material. Slow down, he gloated silently to himself 
... wait a few minutes and you'll have everything you want; Christ, the 
hot little bitch will be begging you for it. 'Me thought of his eagerly 
throbbing cock buried inside her tight teenage pussy made it almost 
impossible to control himself, but ' he tried to concentrate on just 
watching her naked movements.

He gazed at her beautifully rounded ass-cheeks as she bent over to open 
a drawer. She had full firm buttocks which were very slender at the 
start under a slim waist and then billowed out and rounded into smooth 
perfect thighs. Her rear view looked deep and enticing for there was a 
warm looking dark cleavage between her fleshy buttocks which opened 
slightly as she bent forward and revealed the darker point of her tiny 
anus. He watched the muscles of her thighs tensing as she moved; they 
seemed to flow in a sensually continuous motion.

She straightened and turned a little. What a lust-inciting profile! Her 
breasts were proud, high and full---white mounds of firmly ripe flesh 
above a belly flat as a board. He could now make out the pouting pink 
lips of the soft flesh over her vagina. His penis jerked in a lewd 
eagerness as he watched with lust-filled eyes. God, she was the most 
fuckable female he'd seen in years---better even than that drunken 
mother of hers. The delicately strong features reminded him of the 
first young girl he fucked years ago, and now he would have her again 
... only this one was fourteen or fifteen, not a screaming twelve year 
old. And he was fairly certain that he would be the first man to plant 
a cock in this one.

He unzipped the fly of his pants and pulled out his stiff throbbing 
penis and began to stroke it. He could hardly make up his mind. Should 
he rush in and take her right there, on the floor? Or wait a little and 
savor the anticipation? He hesitated, his breath coming rapidly. He 
began to reflect on the scene he had witnessed last night between her 
and the German shepherd.

A goddamned dog! And she thought she was too good for him, Hank Jones!

Well, he would have her no matter what she thought. He could just 
picture the look on her face as he came toward her---the fear, the 
horror and the utter uselessness of her struggle against him and his 
big hard cock. He would hold her down unmercifully, let his hands 
wander all over that voluptuous body, knead her proud young breasts 
until she screamed out in joy and pain. And finally, finally, with her 
begging him to fuck her, he would push his long thick shaft up into the 
furthest depths of her belly and screw her until she couldn't walk for 
a week.

You snotty little bitch, he thought to himself. Well, you won't think 
you're such hot stuff when I'm through with you. You won't be too good 
for old Hank Jones. You won't be too proud for anybody, and then we'll 
see whether or not you want to go back to fucking that dog. 'Me big man 
couldn't wait any longer. He pressed his penis back into his trousers 
and, noiselessly opening the door all the way, he slipped inside the 
young girl's bedroom.

Patty had just taken her dress from a hanger and was going to slip it 
over her head. She decided she wouldn't bother with any underwear 
because as soon as Hank was gone, she was going to strip naked again, 
and she and Champ would start where they had left off. Suddenly without 
fully realizing why, she froze. She had a feeling someone was watching 
her. She was afraid to do it, but she turned slowly. Then she saw Hank 
standing there. She wanted to scream, but it stuck in her throat, and 
only a hoarse gasp came out.

"Hi, Patty," Hank laughed with an unmistakable gleam in his small beady 
eyes, "fancy meeting you here."

The frightened teenager used her dress in a futile effort to cover her 
nakedness, but Hank stepped quickly forward and tore it from her hands 
leaving her ripe young body completely exposed again. He leered at her, 
his eyes devouring every part of her nakedly trembling flesh. Her eyes 
were wide with fright and it was a moment before she could think 
clearly.

"Get out of here! Out of here now! If you don't get out of here, I'll 
call for help!"

"Now, now Patty. Is that the way to talk to your old buddy Hank? Your 
mother would be ashamed of you." He reached out and flicked one big 
rough finger insolently against a tiny pink nipple causing it to 
automatically quiver into hardness. She jumped back, rage and fear 
mingling on her face.

"Don't you dare do that," she spluttered. "I'll call Champ, and he'll 
tear you to pieces."

"How you gonna do that baby? You locked him in the service porch," he 
laughed. Patty realized what a mistake she had made in even letting 
this brute in the house. But she decided she would not give up without 
a fight.

"If you hurt me, if you do anything to me, I'll make sure everybody 
knows. I'll make sure you're punished. You can't break in here like 
this and expect to get away with it. Now get out of here! Get out of 
here!" she cried, her voice rising higher and higher.

"Now Patty, baby," Hank said in mock good humor. "Who said anything 
about breaking in. You let me in. You're going to cooperate, you're 
going to lay down and ask me to fuck you. And you know why?" he added 
with a leer. "Because of that dog of yours, because you think so much
of him."

"Because if you don't," he snarled, his face becoming ugly, "you ain't 
gonna have no dog. I'm gonna blow his fucking head off." And with that, 
he pulled back his shirt from over his hairy belly to show her the butt 
of a pistol jutting blackly above his waistband.

"And nobody will blame me, baby. I saw him raping you last night out 
there in the bushes. I saw him licking your pussy. They'll put you up 
on the stand under oath and ask you if the dog licked you, then fucked 
you. And all they'll have to do is look at your face if you try to lie. 
Then they'll lock y(>u up in a funny farm and give me a medal for 
killing that girl-fucking dog. I shouldn't have no trouble convincing 
people that big brute attacked me. So what'll it be?" he snapped 
reaching forward to pinion her arm in a vise-like grip, "a little piece 
of ass or a dead mutt? Come on, come on," he snarled, not giving her a 
chance to answer. "Make up your mind, or I'll go let that goddamned dog 
out of the porch and fill him full of holes. You gonna let me fuck ya 
or not?"

Patty stood trembling, unable to believe the terrible words coming from 
his fleshy lips. Oh God, she thought to herself, he had seen 
everything! And she knew he meant just what he said. But how could she 
submit to this horrible man? Still, though, if she didn't, he had said 
he would kill Champ, her beloved Champ!!

And she knew instinctively that he was capable of anything, no matter 
how terrible.

Hank saw from the hopeless look on her tortured young face that he had 
won, but he wanted to hear her say it. He wanted to hear it from those 
full trembling lips.

"Come on," he said. "Tell me, what'll it be. This is your last chance." 
He put his hand menacingly around the butt of his gun.

"I---I'll do it," she said in an almost inaudible voice.

"Not good enough," he sneered, "you'll do what? What do you want me to 
do to you?"

"I---I'll ..." but she couldn't get the horrible words out. "Oh ... 
God," she sobbed.

"Okay, baby, if that's the way you want it ..." He turned towards the 
door, pulling the gun out of his waistband.

"No! No!" she screamed, her resistance completely broken. "I'll do it 
... I'll say it ... Please fuck me ... I want you to fuck me!" She 
advanced a half step towards him; one hand held up pleadingly, no 
longer conscious of her shameful nakedness.

"Well, that's better, baby," he said, a slow cynical smile spreading 
over his face. "Old Hank'd be glad to help out if you're so all-fired 
frustrated and horny. I'll tell you what you do. You just lie down on 
that bed, and I'll be along to take care of your needs in just a 
second."

The defeated young girl moved tremblingly and despairingly towards her 
bed and lowered herself to it. Although she lay on her back, rigid, and 
staring fixedly at the ceiling, she could not help seeing out of the 
corner of her eye that Hank was stripping the clothes from his body. 
They fell in a loose pile around his feet.

And then she saw it.

His massive cock, looking twice the size it had appeared last night 
when her mother's lips had been ovalled around it, jutted stiffly out 
from underneath his powerful belly. It was monstrous as it jerked up to 
throbbing life against his stomach. He saw her looking at his manhood 
and chuckled, "You like it? Just be patient, and you can have all you 
want ... anywhere you want!"

Hank was having the time of his life. By God, he wanted to fuck the 
girl, sure, but he wanted to humiliate her too, toy with her---make her 
pay for the way the little bitch had treated him like scum.

He saw her ripe young body lying there naked and completely helpless, 
more beautiful than he had ever imagined. He moved to the bed and sat 
beside her, one hairy hand pinning her to the mattress. He let his 
other hand roam freely over her perfectly curved breasts, lightly 
pinching the berry-like nipples, and down over the firm flatness of her 
belly. Then his fingers teasingly ran down the supple flesh of her 
thighs, first on the outside of the leg and then tauntingly, slowly, 
demandingly up the inside to finally squeeze the ripe plumpness just 
below her loins. She froze in horror, her entire body stiffening under 
his repelling touch. Oh God, she thought, I can't let him do this to 
me!

But she knew that it was already too late!

She wished that he would rape her and get it over with, but he 
continued to sadistically taunt her unwanting body. Once again his hand 
moved over her proudly upthrust breasts kneading and pinching 
mercilessly, and now Ws other hand cupped her soft golden pussy hair up 
between her long trembling legs. His fingers worked insistently through 
the sparse pubic curls, spreading the lips of her fearfully cringing 
cunt until he found her tiny hidden clitoris. He massaged it expertly 
until it stood up involuntarily from the obscene teasing.

"Hey, you like it, you little bitch?" he said in his false good humor. 
She refused to answer as a powerful, unwanted sensation rippled through 
her naked young body.

Oh God, she thought to herself, she had expected pain and suffering, 
but she hadn't expected or wanted it to feel good. She clamped her legs 
tightly together fighting automatically against the forefinger that 
continued to torment her clitoris. Now another finger was searching for 
her tight vaginal slit and, finding it, pushed and prodded at her 
resilient cuntal lips until it eased slowly ... teasingly ... into her 
soft warm wetness. She writhed in complete helplessness under the 
maddening touch, trying to avoid the outstretched finger, but it just 
pushed harder until it supped all the way into the moistly warm cavern 
up between her legs.

Hank could feel her tight vaginal walls squeezing round his finger, and 
he slowly stroked it in and out of her until he could feel her fleshy 
layers begin to lubricate. He grinned in lewd satisfaction down at her 
terrified face, wanting her pussy to be wet and open and eager when he 
finally rammed his long thick cock up into her belly.

The helpless teenager felt as though she were suffocating as she 
pressed her naked young body tightly into the mattress. She could feel 
his hotly thrusting finger forcing itself further up between her legs, 
could feel the hard flesh of his callused hand scraping against her 
tender inner thighs. There was a wild ungovernable excitement beginning 
in her, just as it had the night before with Danny, as Hank's finger 
fucked teasingly in and out of her wet cuntal flesh, probing and 
flicking at her pussy like a giant cat playing with its helpless 
victim.

Her mind fought against the torment of the merciless probe, fought 
against surrender to it.

"Noooo, noooooo, please," she groaned beneath the triumphantly grinning 
Hank as her hips rose up in a quivering eagerness, betraying her 
resisting mind. Her smooth rounded little ass-cheeks moved in small 
circles, hardly perceptible at first, but moving. There was a new 
reality growing in her, a reality that was the searing fire starting to 
burn deep in her abdomen; flames were licking out from between her 
legs, flames that could be extinguished by the frightening penis 
projecting out from between her tormentor's legs.

Her trembling young thighs, which had been pressed tightly together in 
defense, suddenly fell loosely open. He pulled his finger with a wet 
sucking sound from her now dripping cunt and laughed as she moaned in 
disappointment. "Hold on, baby," he said. "You'll get all the cock you 
want and more."

He moved around on the bed, crouching on all fours over her slowly 
undulating body, and pushed her firm unresisting thighs wide apart. He 
crawled between them, his knees pressed between her ankles and his face 
panting a few inches above the hair-covered "vee" of her loins. His 
mouth watered as he looked down at the succulent feast sensually 
rotating just below his lips. Saliva dripped from his open mouth to 
mingle with her cuntal lubricants in the narrow pink slit that started 
at the bottom of her smooth white belly and continued down to her 
quivering ass-cheeks pressed tightly into the mattress.

Through half-closed eyes, Patty could see the massive male form 
crouching between her open legs. Her mind was a battle-wound of 
conflicting emotions. What was happening to her? She knew she loathed 
this man and should recoil from his every hated touch. But her body 
seemed independent from her brain, almost as if it had deserted her in 
a mindless quest for sensual gratification. It was only her mind that 
held back, and she could feel that too being pulled down into the abyss 
of passion beneath his clever demanding hands. Why not, why not? 
something inside her screamed. Why not enjoy it? He was going to fuck 
her anyhow.

Almost as if it were happening to someone else, she could feel the flat 
palms of his sweating hands pushing against her softly trembling inner 
thighs, forcing them further apart. Her secret treasure was at last 
opened to him to do with as he willed, and she watched in fascination 
as he head lowered slowly ... slowly ... slowly ... then!

"Ohhhhhhh!" she jerked as his moistly heated lips closed over the soft 
mound at the base of her belly. His sweating face disappeared from her 
view into the soft fleece as he planted wetly tickling kisses on the 
still tight aperture, his tongue flicking lizard-like at her quivering 
vaginal opening. Oh God! It felt so wonderful. No wonder her mother had 
been so rapturously excited last night when he had done the same thing 
to her.

Helplessly, automatically, the naked teenager's hands moved down over 
her sensually throbbing breasts and slid over her rippling stomach 
until they came to rest on either side of his lips. Her fingers stroked 
softly for a moment at the flexing hollows of her inner thighs, and 
then to her own wonder, slowly spread her hair-lined pussy lips apart, 
allowing his hungrily devouring mouth complete access to her moist 
secret being.

"Oh ... God! You mustn't ... don't ... stop," she pleaded, knowing she 
would die of disappointment if he did stop the incredibly thrilling 
oral rape.

Her elbows pressed tightly against her ribs and her head tolled 
uncontrollably from side to side on the pillow as his hotly searing 
tongue shot out, its flicking tip circling her sensitive little 
clitoris and bringing surge after surge of wild unbelievable pleasure 
through her passion-twisting body. Hank's lips sucked hard, drawing 
fleshy warm folds deep into the hot cavern of his mouth, causing Patty 
to groan huskily from deep in her throat as the mercilessly probing tip 
licked its wet tormenting way up and down the length of her narrow wet 
slit. The maddening attack started at the lower belly and pressured its 
way down, down, over the elastically rimmed opening of her cunt and 
into the crevice of her flexing buttocks, where it stopped momentarily 
to, do stabbing homage to her tightly puckering anus. Patty's hips 
ground uncontrollably up off the squeaking bed now as soft mewling 
animal sounds escaped from between her passion-clenched teeth.

The triumphant Hank worked hungrily as her wet pubic hair brushed 
tantalizingly against his cheeks. There was a feeling of power in him 
now with this proud little bitch squirming under his tongue, completely 
at his mercy, and ready to beg to be fucked but meaning it this time.

It was all too obvious that she was loving what he was doing to her. 
Her groans drove on ms tongue faster and faster as it worked its way up 
and down her steaming cuntal slit. He wanted her begging him for cock 
when he was ready to ram it to her, and she was almost there now. He'd 
never seen any woman get tits hot before, not even this little bitch's 
mother, and that was saying something. Yeah, little Miss Hot-pants 
needed it bad, and she was going to get it---this was just the 
beginning.

He knew she was too far gone now to fight anything he did to her, and 
his mind began to form weird erotic pictures of the positions he could 
put her in and the things he could do to her helpless desire-wracked 
body. He chuckled obscenely as he felt her hands clawing at his hair, 
guiding his face to the wildly palpitating opening of her cunt. He ran 
his tongue into her hotly quivering flesh, flicking at the tight 
vaginal opening for a moment, and then quickly withdrawing to tease 
once again at the lust-swollen pussy lips.

He let her frantic hands force him this time, pressing his mouth 
directly over the tight little hole in her squirming loins. As his lips 
rounded to cover the viscously clasping opening he thrust his tongue 
down as deeply as possible into it, bringing a low guttural moan of 
delight from the helplessly impassioned girl as her naked thighs 
convulsively closed around either side of his head. He could feel her 
warm cuntal flesh slip moistly around his extended tongue as the walls 
of her invaded vagina opened and closed in a sucking motion that 
attempted to pull his stabbing organ deeper and deeper inside. It felt 
as though her nibbling hair-lined pussy mouth would pull his tongue out 
by the roots---eat it alive. The passionate young girl's heels pushed 
down against his back pressing his heavy body into the fleshy trap up 
between her legs until he could hardly breathe. His nose was smashed 
tightly against the tiny hard clitoris above, breathing in the sweet 
odor of the lubricating juices that were now flowing in abundance. It 
incited his penis to a hardness that he could no longer control.

"I'm gonna have to fuck ya, baby, or I'll come all over the mattress," 
Hank managed to say, his voice muffled by the trembling pussy flesh 
surrounding his mouth.

Patty barely heard the words, her shamelessly aroused young body lost 
in the fire of the moment. Every one of her muscles was tensed as she 
strained her hips upwards toward that maddening movement that was 
bringing such ecstasy to her vagina. Hank was some kind of a magician, 
a god almost. She had never expected it would be like this, that this 
coarse man she so despised could bring such joyous---even though 
unwanted---response from her sensually awakened body.

Just the thought of it incited her further. Her up-drawn legs opened 
and closed around the tormenting head that was licking gluttonously at 
her flame-seared opening, and the cords of her neck stood out like, 
velvet-covered cables as she pulled with all her strength against the 
tangled hair of his head.

"Oh! Ohhhhh! Agggghhhhhh!" she moaned loudly, splaying her legs wider 
to give him greater access. In her concentration on the exquisite 
pleasures flooding up from her tongue-impaled loins she was only 
vaguely aware that a thunderous barking was reverberating through the 
house. She thought for a moment of Champ, and then he faded from her 
mind ... as new sensations dug deep into the pit of her belly.



Chapter 5


Champ had felt betrayed and deserted when Patty locked him in the 
service porch. Every instinct in his powerful body cried out to him 
that Hank was an enemy and had come here to harm his mistress. His 
first reaction had been to drive the hated man from the house, but he 
had been prevented by the very person that his unquestioning love and 
devotion impelled him to defend. After Patty had given one last look 
through the window in the door and had gone away, Champ had paced 
nervously for several moments, his keen ears alertly cocked for any 
suspicious sounds from the rest of the house. But all had been quiet so 
he had lain down, his head lying forlornly on his paws. He had never 
been locked up before---locked away from those he loved, and misery and 
resentment seeped through his heart. And disappointment! He, too, had 
begun to get excited when his mistress had once again offered him her 
loins to lick. Powerful memories of the night before had made the blood 
begin to course faster and faster through his veins.

Suddenly, the dog's huge head jerked up from the floor, all his senses 
alert. The quiet rhythm of the sounds in the house were changing. He 
heard his mistress' voice raised in anger above the low sadistic 
taunting of his hated enemy. The hackles raised on his back and an 
ominous growl came from Champ's throat as he moved right up against the 
door, listening. He heard his mistress' voice getting louder and 
shriller, and then he could smell it---her fear!

Champ pushed against the door but it didn't move. Then the now-frantic 
animal began to claw furiously at the wood, sensing that he had to free 
himself to save his beloved companion and mistress. Ms whines and 
growls became louder and louder, and his actions more furious as he 
sensed the terror growing in Patty's voice.

But it was useless. The door was thick and the lock strong. The 
helplessly enraged animal finally gave up in impotent fury and sat back 
on his haunches, listening nervously, his pointed ears twitching 
forward each time another sound penetrated the imprisoning door.

And then the sounds changed. His mistress' voice became lower and 
softer and switched to the sensuous thrilling moans that had issued 
from her lips just last night.

And he could smell the unmistakable odor of aroused femininity that he 
knew so well.

The dog came to his feet once again, confused. A certain animal 
jealousy began to mix with the protective instincts that had until now 
dominated his brain. This new emotion, mixed with an awareness of his 
own physical 
arousal suddenly snapped the last ounce of restraint in the big 
animal's frustrated mind. He began to bark loudly and angrily. If he 
could have gotten into the rest of the house he probably could not have 
been restrained from tearing Hank apart. It was as if a hated rival 
were infringing on a proud wild animal's domain, ravaging his jealously 
guarded mate before his very eyes.

The enraged German shepherd barked and barked, stopping every now and 
then to listen to the maddening sounds from the other room, a lust for 
revenge growing in his heart with each passing moment.

In Patty's bedroom, Hank paid no attention to the clamor coming from 
the porch. He knew the dog was safely locked up and anyway, he couldn't 
force his attention away from the shamelessly aroused young girl 
twisting and writhing beneath Wm.

Abruptly, he couldn't stand it any longer. Grabbing Patty's long lithe 
legs behind the knees, he shoved them roughly back against her 
shoulders while he slithered up her sweat-soaked body. Ms lust-hardened 
cock brushed against her wetly dripping cuntal lips, sending a jolt of 
pleasure rippling through his aroused body, as he planted his hands on 
either side of her shoulders. Immediately, as if she had been fucking 
all her life, the naked teen-ager's ankles locked tightly behind his 
neck, enabling his greedy eyes to look down between their bodies and 
see her upturned vaginal plane completely exposed to him: The wetly 
moist furrow was held wide apart by the pressure of his thighs against 
hers and her narrow cunt-slit was visibly throbbing its fleshy-pink 
lips in open invitation.

The passion-wracked girl could see Hank's powerful naked form hovering 
over her and could feel his huge heated hardness throbbing the full 
length of her cuntal furrow. His jerking cock-head was resting between 
her widespread ass-cheeks, insinuating itself up and down, up and down 
in a maddening tease that caused her to twist her hips and dip her 
yearning young pussy down towards it in a desperate search for its hard 
blood-filled tip.

She had to have his long hard penis in her! Her belly screamed for it!

In the panic of her need she reached her hands down underneath the 
grinding cheeks of her ass and grasped the full length of his stone-
hard member. Her tightly closed fists stroked it in anticipation and 
greed. She could feel a hot spasmodic throbbing against her palms and a 
sticky fluid that oozed in driblets from the blood-inflated head. She 
guided it up her hungering vaginal furrow, not letting it lose contact 
with her sensitive flesh until it was finally poised between the 
lubricated flanges of her wetly waiting cunt. She held it there with 
one hand and placed the other on her ravisher's naked buttocks, drawing 
with all her strength to pull it into her and let it drown the gnawing 
white heat that burned out of control in her belly.

Hank grinned in lewd delight above her. Christ, the hot little bitch 
was putting it in herself. He couldn't believe that this beautiful 
young girl who had been too proud to even speak to him a half-hour ago 
was now willingly, desperately guiding his own rigid cock into her 
desire-drenched loins. It was all he could do to keep from shoving 
forward at once and impaling this squirming, dog-fucking slut on his 
aching cock, but the desire to punish her and the other teen-age girls 
of her kind for all the times they had shit on him by their disdainful 
looks and obvious scorn overcame that desire. This one typified them 
all! She was everything he wanted to humiliate; proud, hauty, spoiled. 
If one ever needed punishing, this one did. Well, by God, he would 
punish her with his cock. He would fuck her until she couldn't walk, 
and afterwards she'd throw stones at that goddamned dog and her smart-
ass high school boy friends.

And he would never let her forget how she had become just another 
quivering bundle of passion-wracked flesh under his powerful dominance. 
She would know he had shot his cum into her, deep up into her belly. He 
could taunt her with it later, the next time he fucked her, because he 
knew she was not going to let such a good thing get away from her. He 
would fuck them both, mother and daughter, maybe at the same time. The 
lewd thought caused him to involuntarily flick his hips forward. 
"Comin' in baby," he grunted in a harsh voice.

Patty felt the pressure against her throbbing vaginal lips; the elastic 
tightness resisted for a moment then gave way before the hard 
relentless pressure. The pain was harsh, and she automatically resisted 
for a moment, emitting a long low groan from deep in her throat. The 
sadistic older man liked that ... he liked hearing her hurt, hearing 
her protest.

He shoved again---a deeper groan---he wanted to hear her scream for 
mercy. And suddenly he could stand it no more. He rammed his hips 
forward with everything he had, sinking his lust-inflated cock all the 
way to the hilt inside her tight little opening. He could feel his cum-
filled balls slap against her frantically squirming ass-cheeks as they 
tried to screw themselves deep down into the mattress in a futile 
attempt to escape the sudden cruel impalement. Her legs jerked out wide 
on either side of his big hairy body, splaying over the edges of the 
bed, kicking helplessly in the air.

"Aaaaahhhhh, God! You're too big! Noooo! Noooooo! Don't move it. 
Aaaaggghhh!" Patty screamed, thrashing about like an insect pinned to a 
display board. She groaned and begged him not to move it as he flexed 
his hotly throbbing hardness, then began sobbing piteously as he 
continued to flex his huge pulsating shaft, each jerk making the 
massive cock-head burrow deeper into her tortured flesh. Hank's 
outstretched arms pinned her shoulders tightly to the mattress while 
his wide-spread knees held her frantically trembling thighs far apart. 
The raging pain of the sudden entry ripped her mind from the warm 
cocoon of lust and passion that had dominated her while Hank's 
obscenely licking tongue worked its lewd magic between her legs. She 
felt as though her body was being torn down the middle and that she had 
been ripped in half from this hotly throbbing pole of flesh embedded so 
deeply in her middle. The fiery shaft felt as though it was coming out 
her throat as its blood-filled head pressed hard against her cervix. 
Her head had been buffeted harshly back against the head-board of the 
bed by the sudden brutality of his entry. Now, all the fears she had 
had earlier, before Hank's seducing tongue had lapped her into panting 
submission, came instantly back to her. She twisted under the gross man 
trying not to look at the triumphantly leering face staring down at 
her.

Hank was watching her from above with a lascivious grin on his lips. 
Her face was still contorted with the pain of that first vicious stab, 
her lips curled back from her teeth and incoherent pleading whimpers 
coming from deep in her throat. Her arms were out-stretched in 
desperation, palms pressing against his hips trying to hold back his 
blunt cock-head pressing against her womb like a relentless steel ram. 
Hank began to gloat as he held the helpless young girl in this lewd, 
humiliating position.

"What's the matter, never had it this deep, baby? Or maybe that pointed 
dog-cock went in a little easier." He laughed harshly and looked down 
again to see where his curly black pubic hair tangled with her soft 
blonde wisps. The base of his thick fleshy penis was buried deep inside 
the pink throbbing furrow that his tongue had licked to moist 
receptiveness only moments ago. He could see the tight quivering lips 
of her cunt stretched almost to the ripping point, the pink, rubbery 
outer rim clasping tightly around the great shaft of his cock.

Hank held her there for a moment, savoring the spectacle of this proud 
little bitch impaled so helplessly under him with his massive penis 
buried deep in her white little belly. Yes, she would remember him for 
a long time, remember how he had made her scream and yell. He was going 
to give her a fuck she would remember as long as she lived.

The pathetically trapped girl squirmed nakedly beneath him. She could 
feel the hot searing pain of his sudden blunt entry tearing cruelly at 
her insides. She flexed her vaginal muscles in an attempt to ward off 
the huge invading cudgel, but the throbbing of her internal sinews only 
seemed to cause it to plow deeper and deeper into her vainly resisting 
passage. Her cringing vaginal walls clasped around it like a rubber 
glove. She could feel its every fleshy ridge and pulsing vein on the 
cock as her nerve ends telegraphed its monstrous form in minute detail 
to her muddled mind.

Lewd images began to form in her mind as the hard rubbery tip pulsated 
against her cervix. She became intensely conscious of his warm leathery 
balls hanging in the sensitive crevice of her buttocks. Oh, yes, yes, 
his penis was real, it was alive inside her and beating like a second 
heart. A strange excitement began to grow in her once more. It was all 
a part of her. She was one with it.

Despite the pain her tongue started once again to circle sensuously 
around her pouting lips. The consciousness of that great throbbing cock 
lodged deep in her soft white belly continued to dominate her young 
mind. To her shock and amazement the pain, the humiliation, the lewd 
thoughts, and the awareness of Hank's merciless entry all began to roll 
together into one great fiery ball of aching hunger for more.

Panic flashed through her mind. My God! What was the matter with her? 
Was she already some kind of lost whore who would let herself become 
the willing plaything of a man like Hank Jones?

Her mind struggled valiantly, but her sensually aroused body deserted 
her.

She groaned in helpless defeat as she felt her vagina contract 
hungrily, involuntarily around the maddening lust-inciting shaft. It 
was almost as if she were an unconcerned bystander watching something 
happening to another person. She fought to control herself but it was 
no use, for her wetly heated vagina contracted again, harder this time.

Hank felt the throbbing pressure exerted against his buried penis. He 
had waited for it patiently, hovering motionless over the cute 
teenager's naked body until she became accustomed to the thick presence 
rammed so deeply in her hot little cunt. Now he flexed the member 
gently, expanding it inside her, but still not moving his body.

"Oh," she whimpered through bared teeth, fighting the fine line of 
pleasure-pain.

Hank waited a moment and then flexed again, watching her contorting 
face below, her mouth open, eyes clenched tightly shut.

"Oooooohhh!" She held her breath as the buried penis expanded more, 
stretching the narrow vaginal walls farther apart.

He flexed again and again, setting a slow teasing rhythm to his throbs. 
He watched her nostrils begin a slow hesitant flaring in time to the 
beat. Soft mewing sounds of pleasure came from her open mouth in time 
to his taunting ministrations.

"Oh, God, ooooohhhhh God," she moaned helplessly.

He could feel her urgent answering throbs begin again around the buried 
head of his penis as her wetly clasping cunt-flesh began a soft opening 
and closing around his penis. He did not move but continued the slow 
rhythmic throbs into the skewered young girl beneath him. He could 
hardly contain himself as her groans of pleasure resounded through the 
room. Her head rolled uncontrollably from side to side on the pillow, 
and her hips began a slow involuntary roll beneath his thick impaling 
rod. Hank was forced to clench his teeth tightly together as he felt 
her hungrily nibbling cunt screwing itself up tighter against his hairy 
groin.

Patty's naked young body was coming to life now; the pain was receding 
and slowly giving way to a maddening electric tingle that began deep 
within her womb and seeped relentlessly through the raw nerve ends of 
her flesh. It rippled through her trembling cunt and out the hair-lined 
lips, dancing like St. Elmo's fire across her trembling thighs, and 
then shooting down the full length of her splayed legs to circle around 
her toes, making them curl tightly against the bottoms of her feet. 
Pleasure worked its way up from her contracting belly through her rib-
cage and out to the tips of her erect little nipples which were peaking 
into tiny hard buds now, sensitive even to the touch of the air in the 
room.

Patty could feel the last of her will-power slipping away from her to 
join her body in treacherous surrender. She was lost now. There was no 
way to fight this thing inside her, this rigid thing of living flesh 
that mated with her own awakening desires. Oh, yes, yes, why not, why 
not. Nothing mattered now, nothing existed, there was no world but the 
shattering reality of the overpowering waves of sensation rippling 
through her sexually ripening young body. It didn't matter now who the 
man was crouched leeringly between her straining thighs. All that 
mattered was the feeling, the glorious sensation, the presence of that 
hotly pulsating cock bringing a new life to her loins. It was good in 
her, far better than any pleasure she had ever experienced before in 
her life. She wanted it deeper.

The completely aroused girl rotated her hips desperately from side to 
side around the fleshy impaling member, her tightly stretched vagina 
dilating in time to its rhythmic beating, and its beat inside tier 
inner passage was becoming a part of her being. She and the man above 
her were one mass of fleshy sensation, merged together by their -mutual 
lust. He had crawled into her. He was part of-her! So be it!

Hank leered in triumph above her as he felt her pelvis begin hungrily 
screwing up the full length of his rock-hard penis, The tiny 
contracting muscles inside her cunt were nibbling now at his lust-
swollen cock-head. With each thrust he made into her, the dilated lips 
of her hair-lined pink slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly 
down his hot rod of flesh for several inches and then sliding slowly 
back up again to press her soft pussy curls against his pubic hair, 
embedding the full length of his hardness deep into her ecstatically 
rippling belly. Hank still remained immobile, resting above her with 
his hands on either side of her shoulders, his knees pressed into the 
mattress. He let her eager young body wantonly pump up and down at will 
on his rigid piston that held them fused together.

Christ, he thought in glee, I'm fucking a fifteen year-old nympho. He 
looked down, marveling at her naked perfection twisting so passionately 
below him. The muscles in her taut young stomach worked in rippling 
patterns with her every move. Her proudly ripened breasts jutted 
straight up from her body; swollen from the sexual arousal that now 
completely dominated her, and he could not take his eyes from the 
coral-tipped twin mounds that thrust up at him. They were, he thought, 
sticking straight out just as if she were standing up instead of lying 
on her back.

He looked down to where his wetly glistening cock disappeared into her 
fleshy, hair-lined vaginal lips that tucked in neatly between her 
smoothly gleaming thighs. He could see his gleaming shaft's slow 
withdrawal pulling the delicate soft ridges of her pink cuntal flesh 
out with it as she screwed her firm young buttocks down into the 
mattress. He watched his re-entry pushing the tender folds back into 
her belly again as his long thick length was swallowed whole back into 
her voracious little hole. He let her strain against him for awhile, 
watching the utter abandon of her labors as a mindless ecstatic smile 
played across her lips. She had a sort of absent-minded look in her 
eyes, as if she were trying to see something inside her own body. Her 
motions became faster by the second, the tempo of her thrusts up 
against him becoming more urgent. Her teeth bit hard into her lower 
lip.

He knew the nubile fifteen year-old was straining to cum. The hot fluid 
excitement of her milking vagina were flowing more heatedly than ever, 
and he could hear the wet sucking sound of the in and out sawing motion 
made by his penis.

Then she suddenly thrust sharply up at his cock, burying it deep inside 
her convulsing belly. Her back arched a foot off the squeaking bed, and 
her feet planted flat on either side of his knees against the mattress.

"Oh, God, yes, yes. I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Aaaaaggghhh!"

Suddenly she screamed and her naked young body began vibrating 
uncontrollably under him. Her orgasmic fluids oozed from her throbbing 
cuntal passage, drowning his impaling member with its slippery warmth 
before trickling down the crevice between her writhing buttocks where 
it covered his sperm-bloated balls that were pressed hard against her 
tiny brown puckered anus.

Hank went berserk as she groaned out the last of her orgasm against his 
pelvis, her wanton little body still jerking spasmodically up against 
him. He reached back, grabbing her ankles, and pushed them brutally 
back over her shoulders until her knees were on each side of her head 
and she was rolled up beneath him into a tight round ball of 
helplessness. Her dripping widespread pussy split up between her 
gleaming thighs was now completely open to his desire.

He withdrew his deeply embedded cock until just the lust-swollen tip of 
the head rested inside her quivering vaginal flesh. Then he rammed 
forward with all his stored up bitter strength. He had waited to 
destroy this little bitch. She had had her fun and now it was his turn. 
The fully throbbing length of his excited member sank cruelly into her 
defenselessly exposed vagina. He could hear the wet smack as his belly 
thudded against her loins.

His powerful male body dropped down heavily on her, mashing her full 
ripe breasts tightly back against her chest. He locked his saliva-
covered mouth over hers and thrust his wetly dripping tongue deep into 
her throat, stifling the low animal moans forming there. His shoulders 
pushed against the backs of her smoothly rounded calves keeping her 
locked in that helpless position as he rammed his lust-hardened cock to 
her. Reaching around beneath their nakedly thrashing bodies he forced 
his hands between the mattress and the full white cheeks of her 
buttocks, cupping the pliant half-moons in his spread fingers and 
kneading the soft warm flesh.

He began long hard strokes into her streaming cuntal passage, wet and 
slippery now from her climax, fucking her with a violence and fury he 
hardly knew existed in him.

The nakedly trapped girl groaned helplessly as her exposed cunt was 
plundered almost beyond endurance. He was driving her head back hard 
against the headboard with each jack-hammer thrust, and she could do 
nothing from her hopelessly contorted position. Her arms were pinned 
down at her sides by her own updrawn legs. She could feel his pulsating 
cock-head sliding up and down inside her warm viscous passage like a 
leather piston, and the hot slap of his cum-filled balls against her 
anus sent maddening chills through her.

Her womb flared and the resisting lips of her hair-lined furrow 
flowered open to eagerly receive the delicious rape of her secret 
genitals. Suddenly, her hands forced themselves from under her legs and 
snaked around Hank's back, and a second later her fingernails were 
clawing a red-streaked path of wanton desire down to his nakedly 
flexing buttocks. The sex maddened teenager pulled him deep and thrust 
her rounded little belly up hard to skewer herself deliriously on the 
driving hot flesh of his pumping cock. She sucked voraciously on the 
thick wet tongue that was shoved deep in her throat and in her lewd 
excitement she greedily swallowed the saliva that flowed down from it. 
The tobacco and alcohol odor of his breath incited rather than repelled 
her, so mindlessly deep was her passion, and her shamelessly aroused 
body began to meet his pounding lunges with its own impatient rhythm of 
lust.

The rusty bedsprings squeaked loudly in time to the two tightly 
entwined bodies struggling wildly against each other. Sounds of deep 
straining gasps and moans filled the stale air of the room, mingling 
with the noise of sweat-soaked flesh smacking sharply against sweat-
soaked flesh and the thick wet slurp of his pile-driving cock fucking 
in and out of her tightly clasping cunt.

"Hot bitch, hot bitch, hot bitch," Hank mumbled over and over to 
himself as he ceaselessly rammed his blood-filled penis with long cruet 
jabs far up into her cock-hungry little belly. He could feel the cum 
boiling up inside his heated balls as they beat hard against her 
frantically squirming buttocks.

He was ready to explode! And then he was exploding.

"You fucking ... little cunt I'm cumming," he groaned suddenly, and 
shoved his tongue far down her throat. With harshly kneading fingers, 
he pulled the widespread cheeks of her buttocks hard up against his 
grinding pelvis and rammed his wildly jerking cock all the way to the 
hilt into her milking little pussy.

The wildly excited young girl could feel her insides splitting 
painfully as the head of the deeply embedded shaft suddenly flared into 
a hugeness that threatened to tear her womb wide asunder. It began to 
spurt, and she could feel his white hot sperm shooting into her like 
burning fire, ricocheting around inside her dilated stomach like 
streams of molten lava. The very pores of her cunt clasped around it, 
triggering her second climax, as once again she spilled her own heated 
fluid excitement into the already drowning cavern of her quivering 
pussy.

It drove her insane, she couldn't let it stop!

She reached frantically around under her squirming buttocks with both 
hands and began desperately to milk at the heavily dangling balls 
pressed hard against her ass-cheeks. Her legs kicked out, quivering 
uselessly in the air on either side of the bed as the wildly pulsating 
penis continued to jerk out its completion.

"Oh, fill me, fill me, fill me," she wailed, feeling her insides still 
gushing forth around his now slowly deflating penis. It seemed endless, 
but then she, too, gave one last jerk and quivered to a limp stillness, 
her legs splayed out lifelessly on either side of his fatigued body. 
Her arms were outstretched, dangling doll-like over the edge of the 
bed, and her belly was filled to the bursting point with their lewdly 
mixed cum.

Hank lay in an exhausted stupor on the motionless body of the naked 
teen-age girl beneath him for long moments. Then as he recovered his 
strength he slowly pulled himself off the ravished young girl, his cock 
sliding from her battered cunt. He could see the wetly matted hair of 
her well-fucked furrow glistening wetly in the soft light, and the 
insides of her thighs were smeared obscenely with their mingled fluids 
which dripped in tiny rivulets down her ass-cheeks forming a dark wet 
circle on the mattress below.

He sensed her eyes on him and looked sharply up to see the look of 
growing hate that was rapidly replacing her previous expressions of 
helpless lust. Her immediate need was satisfied now, and she was 
remembering how all this had started, how this vile, dirty, ugly man 
had used threats to force her to submit her clean young body to feed 
his insatiable lust. And one thing bothered her more than all else that 
had taken place in the last hour.

Her own body had deserted her!

The shame of her own passionate response to her ravisher swept over her 
and she immediately looked for someone, something to blame. She was too 
young to fully realize the tremendous depths of her own sensuality, and 
she chose to believe that this vile man had used some secret wiles, 
some secret skill of his hands to turn her into the jabbering mass of 
lust-driven flesh she had been only minutes before. Yes, she hated him. 
She had been happy to be fucked by her dog, that was a matter of 
choices. But this vile creature had forced her into the shame and 
humiliation of responding with mindless passion to his leering threats 
and insults. Her eyes bored into his until finally he snarled out, 
"What the hell you looking at? You ain't had enough?" The sound of his 
own voice made him feel better. He knew he was master here. It was a 
moment before she answered.

"Yes, I've had enough, Hank." Her voice was cold and she sounded much 
older than her years. "Now please go," she continued evenly, "or I 
think something bad might happen."

"What the hell you talking about," Hank said in his blustering voice. 
"I'll decide when I go. You keep on talking like that, and you'll get a 
hand across your face." He took a threatening step towards the naked 
young form lying so still on the bed, but to his surprise she didn't 
stir, just kept staring steadily at him. Hank swallowed nervously.

"Awww, fuck ya, ya bitch," he snarled. "I've had enough of you for now 
anyhow." He started pulling on his clothes.

"But I'll be back," he said, looking sharply up at her. "I like what I 
got today. You and your old lady sure can fuck. Must run in the family. 
Yeh, I'll be back, and you be sure to keep that crazy mutt out of my 
way," he added as he tucked the pistol b his belt. The battered young 
girl still said nothing, just kept staring at him and he could almost 
feel the waves of her anger and hate flowing around him.

"Aww, fuck ya," he said again and, spinning on his heel, he scooped up 
his bag of tools and stalked out of the house.

Patty continued to lie quietly for several minutes after he left, 
staring blankly up at the ceiling. Then a slow change came over her 
embittered face. The hardness faded and her lips began to tremble. 
Suddenly deep sobs began to wrack her body, and she was once again a 
little girl, bewildered, hurt and betrayed.



Chapter 6


Champ paced nervously back and forth in the locked service porch. The 
house had been silent for some time. He knew that the man he so hated 
had left but still no one had come to let him out of the room. A 
growing sense of desertion was sweeping over him. There had been such a 
sense of trust and love between him and Ws young mistress that he felt 
doubly betrayed by her incomprehensible treatment of him. He had sensed 
that his duty was to protect her from the man called Hank, but she had 
stopped him and seemed to be punishing him for his loyalty by locking 
him up. And then his keen senses had told him that Hank and the girl 
were having sex, and the jealousy of his own frustration had been added 
to his unease.

The big dog suddenly stopped his pacing and his ears pricked forward 
alertly as he heard slow steps coming towards the door. There was a 
fumbling with the lock and then the door swung open to reveal Patty 
standing there, her familiar face curiously dull and expressionless. 
The dog had his usual impulse to leap forward and show his joy at 
seeing her, but he automatically held back, stopped by something 
different and unfamiliar in her manner. He felt uneasy and somehow his 
animal mind connected it with the fact she had earlier spoken harshly 
to him and locked him up. In his confusion, the handsome animal slunk 
around her and headed out of the house.

He could not know that Patty was still reacting from the shame and 
shock of her near rape by Hank. It had been some time before she had 
been able to get out of bed. Her whole body ached from the strain of 
the distorted sexual positions Hank had forced her into, especially the 
tender area between her legs. She felt that her secret parts had been 
so bruised and battered that she would never be able to make love 
again. Indeed, she didn't know if she would ever want to. Hank had 
ripped something from her soul when he had so brutally violated her; 
her childlike innocence. She would never make love again with quite the 
animal-like joyfulness that had previously characterized her brief 
experience with sensuality. She now had a knowledge of evil. She was 
initiated into the world of men.

The beautiful young girl slowly pulled on her clothes and went to let 
her dog out of the room in which she had so foolishly locked him. How 
different it all might have been if she had paid attention to his 
unerring instincts and had refused to let Hank in the house. As it was, 
when she opened the door to the porch she could not look the animal in 
the eye. She, too, felt that somehow she had betrayed his loyalty. Her 
mind was too numbed by the events of this terror-filled morning to 
notice at first the dog's reaction to her, and a kind of delayed 
surprise came over her after the handsome animal had walked wide around 
her, obviously avoiding her. She watched unbelievingly as he headed out 
the front door that Hank had left open and vanished into the sun-
drenched yard.

She realized that her self-absorption with her own mental pain was 
cutting her off from the one being in the whole world that she loved 
next to her mother. She stood frozen for a moment in indecision and 
then darted toward the front door.

"Champ, Champ," she called her voice beginning to break with pent-up 
emotion. As she stepped out into the yard, she was blinded a moment by 
the sunlight. Where was he, where was Champ? She looked anxiously from 
side to side, and then she saw him. He was running towards her, cutting 
a path through the long grass that made a jungle out of the yard.

Champ had been heading for a secret place that he had gone to whenever 
he wanted to be alone. Then he had heard her voice calling his name, 
and a glad light began to shine again in his eyes. He turned instantly 
with one powerful motion and began to run back towards the house. He 
saw her then and she began to run towards him. In a moment they were 
together, and he leaped up and put his paws on her shoulders and began 
licking her face. She threw her soft young arms around his powerful 
neck, and he could taste the salt of her tears.

They went together out into the yard and settled down together, secure 
once again in the closeness and trust of their relationship. Patty lay 
on her back, her head pillowed on the great animal's powerful body, 
while the terror and despair of the morning slowly faded from her 
resilient young mind ...

And that was the way Danny found them later that afternoon.

It had taken all morning for the handsome youth to summon up the 
courage to come over and talk to Patty. He had felt a deep sense of 
guilt over trying to take advantage of the younger girl the night 
before. At first he had been hurt when she had run from him after his 
fumbling attempt at seducing her, and he had gone home that night sure 
that he would never see her again.

But the next morning he realized it was only foolish pride that was 
leading his mind in such gloomy directions. And at the same time he 
realized all over again how much Patty meant to him. He finally 
resolved to go over to her house and ask her forgiveness. It wasn't 
quite that easy, however. Once the Edwards' house was in sight he got 
cold feet. He sat in a thick slump of reeds and bushes a couple of 
hundred yards away just watching the place. What if Mrs. Edwards was 
home, he thought to himself? And what if she heard what they were 
talking about?

A terrible thought occurred to him. What if Patty had told her mother 
about last night? He knew he'd die of shame if Patty's mother accused 
him of trying to seduce her daughter. Just thinking of Mrs. Edwards 
upset him. There was something about the older woman that made him 
tongue-tied and nervous in her presence. She was ... well ... she made 
him feel ... Then he finally blurted it out to himself.

Goddamn, she was sexy! Yeah, that was it, Patty's mother really turned 
him on. To his horror he began imagining how Mrs. Edwards would look 
naked. He pictured himself running Ws hands over those big ripe 
breasts, and his virile young cock started to swell in his pants. With 
a terrible effort he tore his mind away from these lewd exciting 
thoughts. Damn, it was almost incest to be thinking this way about the 
mother of the girl he loved.

There seemed to be nothing moving over at the Edwards' place, and that 
may have been what decided him to pluck up his faltering spirits and 
cross the road and start up the long dirt driveway. Probably nobody was 
home anyhow.

He was moving across the yard just a few paces from where he and Patty 
had been passionately locked together last night when he saw a quick 
movement and heard a low warning growl. Champ's fierce head appeared 
above the grass, his ears sharply alert. Then the big dog relaxed as he 
recognized Danny. Patty's head popped up along side Champ's.

"Danny," she said with obvious delight. "Oh, Danny, I'm so glad to see 
you."

"You are?" Danny replied incredulously. Somehow this wasn't the 
dramatic scene he had expected. "I kind of thought after last night 
..." his voice trailed away.

"What do you mean?" she said, her face genuinely puzzled. Then 
understanding came to her. She blushed a little. "Oh, that!"

Then it all came tumbling out of the embarrassed young boy in a rush.

"I'm really sorry that happened," he blurted. "I don't know what came 
over me---I guess what I did was inexcusable ..." To his
confusion he saw that the more he said the darker and more threatening 
Patty's face became.

"Danny Peters," she said sternly, her hands planted on her hips. "What 
do you think I am, some helpless ninny? It just so happens that I liked 
making love to you, so don't you go apologizing as if we'd polluted 
each other." Then she couldn't keep from laughing as she saw the 
hopelessly lost expression on Danny's face. After a moment he was 
laughing too, and the next thing they knew they were locked together in 
a long passionate kiss. It was some time before they came up for air.

"I'm the one that should be sorry," Patty said. "I just couldn't handle 
it last night. And then Champ started barking and I was afraid Mom 
would come. Oh, Danny," she said tears brimming up in her eyes. "I wish 
I had let you, I wish you had been the first man to have me, because 
now ..." she couldn't continue as sobs began to shake her vibrantly 
young body.

"W-What do you mean?" Danny asked haltingly, his joy at her tender 
loving words tempered by fear that he was about to hear something he 
didn't want to. A horrible suspicion was forming in his mind. "W-was 
there someone else last night?" He had to force the words out, a 
terrible jealousy making him feel sick to his stomach.

"Not last night," Patty said, hating to tell him of her sordid shame 
but needing to. "It was this morning. Hank ... Hank Jones came over 
after Mom left. He made me do awful things. He told me he'd kill Champ 
if I didn't. Oh, Danny it was terrible," the distraught young girl 
said, her body shaking with shame and grief. "You don't hate me, do 
you? I had to do it, he forced me!"

Each time she said this some of the guilt she felt for her shamelessly 
passionate reaction to Hank's loveless caresses dropped away from her. 
She was beginning to remember only Hank's threats and the pain he had 
caused her. Deep in her unconscious mind she was building a mental 
defense which she could reinforce by sharing it with Danny. Then her 
own wild response would be buried. She would never have to admit that 
Hank had aroused her as she had never been aroused before. No! It was 
rape, she had not enjoyed it! She was blameless!

But she had not expected the strength of Danny's response. His face 
twisted as the blood rushed to it, his jealousy channeled into rage and 
hatred.

"The dirty son of a bitch," he choked out. "I'll kill him. My dad has a 
shot gun. I'll go home and get it and kill him. I'll blow his rotten 
balls off." He was actually starting to turn away, but Patty held 
tightly to his arm, frightened.

"Oh, no, Danny, Don't do it. He's mean---he'll kill you."

"I'm not afraid of that fat slob," Danny snarled, rage still his 
master. "And I'm not afraid of the cops either. That pig is finished."

"Oh, no, don't!" Patty wailed. "You'll get us both in trouble. Can't 
you see? What will people say about me? It's just like telling the 
whole world what's happened if you do anything crazy like that, and I 
just couldn't stand having people know."

This fine of reasoning cooled the young avenger's anger a little. It 
also gave him time to reflect on how dangerous a road he was embarking 
on. He stood for a moment irresolutely shifting his weight from one leg 
to another.

"But what'll we do?" he asked in confusion. "We can't just let him get 
away with it. And what's to keep him from doing it again?"

"Oh, I don't know," Patty said, tears once again coming to her eyes. "I 
just needed to tell somebody, somebody who would understand. Please 
don't make things harder for me than they already are." And she sank 
down in a heap of dejected misery, her shoulders shaking from silent 
sobs.

Danny stood irresolutely for a minute, not knowing what to do. Then he 
awkwardly knelt and put his arm around the distraught girl's shoulder. 
She clung to him fiercely seeing in him some kind of potential 
salvation.

Danny thought for a moment and then tried another tack.

"I know it might be hard," he said gently, "but maybe you should tell 
your mother. She might be able to help."

Patty looked up at him embarrassed. "Well ..." she started ... "Well, 
it's like this. Mom and Hank have something going. I just don't know 
what I'd say to her. 'Hey Mom, your boy friend raped me!'"

"You mean that fat slob is your mother's boy friend?" Danny blurted out 
before he had time to think. He looked up guiltily as signs of anger 
returned to Patty's tear-stained face.

"Now you just be careful what you say about my mother," she said 
sharply. And then, "Oh, I'm sorry, Danny. I suppose it looks bad, but 
Hank really isn't Mom's boy friend, I---I just said that. He comes over 
to see her every once in a while. I guess she gets a little lonely now 
that Dad is gone."

She left it to Danny to infer the rest, but he kept his mouth shut this 
time. The two young people sat disconsolately on the grass together for 
several minutes without saying a word. The youth had his arm around 
Patty's shoulder and her head was resting on his chest. Champ came over 
and sat down against them, his big handsome body adding a measure of 
strength and protection to the little group. Patty reached out and ran 
her hand affectionately up and down his back.

"Maybe we'd better just wait and see if he comes back," she said, a 
brave smile on her lips. "Champ will warn me if he does."

"Maybe we could figure some way to trap him," Danny said with a slight 
edge of excitement. "Maybe ..."

"Oh, lets not talk about it any more," Patty said, placing her hands 
over her ears. "I want to get it out of my mind for a while," she 
turned so that her head was now lying in Danny's lap. She smiled up at 
him. "You'll help me if there's any more trouble, won't you?"

Danny's young heart leaped in his breast. Two days ago this would have 
been beyond his wildest dreams. The girl he loved curled up in his lap, 
looking up at him with her big blue eyes, asking him to protect her. At 
that moment he would have gladly tackled a lion for her. As he looked 
down at her she shifted to a more comfortable position, and he could 
see her proudly upthrust breasts sway as if they were alive inside the 
thin material of her summer dress. She was obviously not wearing a 
brassiere, and her peaked little nipples were all-too-evident through 
the flimsy material. The top two or three buttons had been left undone, 
and his warm, glowing eyes moved hungrily down her firm cleavage, 
imagining the creamy flesh that lay just out of sight.

Then to his growing horror he realized that his restlessly stirring 
cock was swelling in his pants as he stared down in sex-starved hunger 
at this lovely creature lying so intimately against him. My God, he 
thought. Her head was in his lap, and she couldn't help but feel his 
growing stiffness. He tried to move so that her head was on his thigh, 
but it was too late. She, too, felt the burgeoning staff inside his 
pants, and her eyes widened in surprise. Then a tremendous tidal wave 
of tenderness swept over her.

She had been brutalized this morning; used as the helpless receptacle 
for the lust of a heartless savage. She had responded in lust, but 
without true passion and feeling. Now she was lying in the arms of 
someone she loved, someone for whom she could feel passion without 
shame. She sensed that this was the opportunity to wipe out the 
meaningless degradation of this morning by giving herself unreservedly 
to Danny. She knew he loved her, she knew they belonged together.

She felt a stirring deep inside herself, almost as though her insides 
were opening up. It was different than what she had felt with Hank and 
even different than what she had felt with Champ. It was the 
possibility of the mating of two minds rather than just two bodies. She 
wanted all of the handsome young boy sitting above her, and she wanted 
to give all of herself in return.

Danny had flinched inside as Patty's eyes reacted to the feel of his 
jerking penis under his head. He had expected the shock that registered 
on her lovely young face, but watched in amazement as her eyes slowly 
softened. A moment later, she was looking up at him in open invitation 
as she slowly raised her arms to him.

"Oh, Danny, please make love to me, darling," she said with a 
throatiness he had never heard before. He could hardly believe his 
ears. The first thought that flashed through his mind was that she was 
having some kind of reaction to her horrible experience with Hank. 
Despite the terrible ache in his own loins he loyally fought down the 
temptation to take advantage of this beautiful teenage girl offering 
herself so freely to him.

Patty sensed the hesitation in him. "I mean it. I want you. I need you, 
now. It's now or never, Danny. Oh, take me, darling ... fu ... fuck 
me!"

Danny would have had to be made of wood to refuse such an invitation. 
His last reservations disappeared in a flood of passion as he uttered 
an inarticulate cry and threw his arms around the lushly ripened girl 
beneath him. Their lips met in a long kiss, their tongues darting and 
twining around each other. Tenderness and passion moved in his head and 
body as he pulled his mouth away from hers and stood up, helping her to 
her feet.

"Are you sure, Patty, are you sure?" he stammered.

"Oh yes, darling, I want you, I want you desperately ... please"... she 
whispered against his ear, tickling the lobe with her tongue.

He let his lips brush down her neck and beautifully molded shoulders to 
the deep cleft between her full white breasts. His fingers began to 
fumble with the buttons of her dress. He managed to unfasten it and let 
it drop to the ground. She stood there proudly, clad only in her bikini 
panties, her high proud breasts free of their confinement. Danny's 
breath was coming rapidly as he devoured every inch of her young 
voluptuous body with his eyes.

Patty took his head gently in her hands as he began to move his mouth 
over her naked flesh, kissing the pink points of her breasts. He sucked 
gently, hearing her sharp intake of breath and feeling her trembling 
thighs pressed in invitation against his own.

The beautiful young girl pulled him down onto the soft grass.

"Take off your clothes," she murmured. "Let's do it the way we should--
-naked."

Her daring words excited him beyond measure, but still he hesitated.

"Y-You mean you want to make love right out here in the open?" he 
asked. "But someone might see us."

"No," she said firmly. "There's grass and brush all around, and Champ 
will warn us if anyone comes." She lay back, waiting and aching for him 
to be inside her, loving her and satisfying her as that foul Hank never 
really had been able to do. She wanted to be loved, not just fucked.

All his hesitations cast aside, it took Danny only a few seconds to 
shed all his clothes and he stood above her looking down in undisguised 
hunger at her nakedly quivering body while his virile young penis 
jerked uncontrollably up against his stomach. This was the first time 
Patty had ever seen it in daylight, and it looked somehow larger now.

He lay down beside her and began to run his hands over her ripely 
budding body, stroking every curve, every hollow and swell. She 
shivered, her legs scissoring together as he reached inside the tight 
elastic waistband of her panties to stroke the high point of soft hair-
covered flesh up between her thighs. She wriggled under his urgent 
touch as he stripped away the last flimsy covering from her perfect 
body. They lay there a moment clinging to each other, their fingers and 
hands exploring each other as though they had never touched before, 
savoring every delicious minute.

"Darling," she whispered, "you feel so good. You don't know what you're 
doing to me. You're driving me wild."

His hand was rubbing the sensitive flesh along her inner thighs, his 
fingers searching for the tiny pink layers that protected her vaginal 
opening. His thumb found her erect clitoral bud and rubbed it harshly, 
bringing gasps of pleasure and passion from her lips. He began to slide 
his finger in along her wetly throbbing vaginal lips, teasing as she 
undulated her buttocks and raised her hips so that his fingers would be 
forced inside her aching orifice. With infinite tenderness he wormed 
one finger into her tight little pussy, wriggling it gently, 
tantalizing her, causing moans of desire to tumble from her trembling 
lips. Lubricants began to flow from her hotly aroused cunt until she 
was completely moist and aching to be fucked-

"Oh God," she begged. "Don't make me wait ... do it now." But he 
ignored her pleas and continued his fore-play, wanting her at maximum 
fever pitch before he finally took her completely.

He began to suck her nipples, giving them sharp little bites which 
brought loud moans of pleasure from her lust-contorted lips. Her 
smoothly flaring hips began to revolve under his caresses, slowly at 
first but then with increasing force.

Her hand slid down between their tightly pressed bodies searching for 
his hotly throbbing penis that she knew lay hidden between his thighs. 
Her fingers closed gently around the shaft of his thick heated 
instrument causing waves of passion to swirl in his loins like the 
twisting funnel of a tornado.

He felt her clitoris growing hard under his fingers as he slid his face 
down from her softly quivering breasts until it rested between her 
silken thighs. Gently, he nibbled on the warm sensitive flesh of her 
inner legs as she pulled her knees up towards her chest, presenting him 
with an unobstructed view of her blushing cuntal furrow. His ovalled 
wet lips found her rigidly erect clitoris and sucked it hard up into 
his salivating mouth, bringing gasps of passion from her lips as his 
tongue simultaneously thrust into her moistly heated cuntal opening.

"Ooohhhhhhhh, darling, yessssss, suck me like that," she moaned 
huskily. "I'm going out of my mind."

He continued tongue-fucking her tight little pussy until she was 
tossing uncontrollably under his touch and could hardly catch her 
breath in her passion. Her fingers were entwined in his hair, holding 
his mouth strongly in against her grinding young cunt; his tongue was 
buried deep in the moistly throbbing channel as she bucked like a 
trapped animal up against his relentlessly stabbing tongue.

Danny knew that the naked teenage girl was ready to be fucked, and he 
could hardly control his own mounting passion as he withdrew his head 
from between her shuddering thighs and slid up her fully aroused body. 
They both writhed and jerked their sweating young bodies in a carnal 
hunger so strong that it was almost frightening as they clung together 
in wetly passionate embraces. Then after a seeming eternity, Patty drew 
back and looked up at him, her eyes showing the agony of her sexual 
desire.

"Make love to me now!" she said. "I want you inside me ... fuck me, 
fuck me ... please! NOW!"

Rolling her over onto her back, he slid in between her widespread, 
trembling legs. Her hot flesh was like a marvelous pillow, hollowed, 
hillocked and pneumatic, trembling like a leaf in a storm as she placed 
his lust-hardened cock against her wetly waiting cunt. He let his 
throbbing cock-head nudge against the warmly moistened folds of her 
vagina for just a moment ... and then with one smooth thrust of his 
lean boyish hips rammed forward until his excitedly pulsating penis was 
buried to the hilt in her tender pussy-flesh.

"Ah, yes ... yes ... oh, Danny, darling. Your penis feels so-ooo big, 
so good!" She continued to gasp and moan, writhing under him, calling 
out his name as if she were being tortured on the rack as he slowly 
began fucking in and out of her tightly clasping vagina. So wonderful 
was the moment that they kept their eyes open so that they could see 
the exquisite pleasure written on each other's faces.

Danny buried his virilely hardened cock right up into the heart of her 
pulsing young cunt, going in so deep that his loins around its base 
rubbed harshly against the reddened folds of her outer cuntal flesh. 
The skin of his wildly excited penis felt as if it were being torn back 
from the hard central core as her tight little pussy pressed vise-like 
around his shaft, squeezing with an ever increasing pressure.

Eagerly squirming now, the pretty blonde girl pulled her full firm 
thighs back and up, rolling herself into a ball on which he rolled, 
thrusting in and up as she swiveled lasciviously below him, her knees 
pressed tightly into her breasts.

Patty's moaning was sweet agony now, infecting him with the extremity 
of her passion. He drew his rock-hard cock almost completely out of 
her, and thrust it in again and again with a resounding driving series 
of quick deep jabs. Her wet sensuous lips opened to him, inviting him 
down, and he kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue deep into her throat 
while his madly pistoning shaft filled her vaginal cavity to the 
fullest.

As he drew away gasping, he could feel her hands pushing him gently, 
exerting pressure against his body, He followed her directions and 
rolled over on his back taking her with him so that she straddled him, 
taking his hard thrusts between her kneeling thighs like the dagger of 
a gladiator.

Sitting on his loins now, speared upwards by his virilely throbbing 
penis, she rose and fell on him like a woman riding a bucking bronco at 
a rodeo. Her long blonde hair fell across her face like a golden veil 
caught in the wind, and a few strands of the shimmering cascade stuck 
to her open mouth as she gasped in passion. He stared up at her to see 
her features contorted in an uncontrollable lust, changing with every 
powerful upward thrust of his penis. Her sensually swaying breasts 
bobbed up and down as the naked teenage girl fucked down hard, her 
buttocks flattening against his abdomen and thighs with every down-
thrust.

Going out of his mind with lust now, Danny raised his knees behind her 
so that they acted as a backrest to her buttocks, and he rotated his 
hips upward, watching her pink-fleshed vagina travel up and down his 
stiff pulsing shaft. He reached down and caught her quivering ass-
cheeks from behind, cupping them in delicious handfuls of soft warm 
flesh. A moment later, he found the tight rubbery hole of her anus and 
thrust his outstretched middle finger in so hard that it caused the 
kneeling blonde to jump forward in an effort to escape the rough 
impalement.

"Aaaaahhhhh, oooohhhhhh," she gasped out from the sudden pain before 
relaxing her rectal muscles. But then she tentatively settled back on 
his extended finger, taking more and more of it up into the warm 
buttery depths of her rectum as she continued her riding motion.

The whole area of Danny's genitals was a wetly heated blaze like the 
liquid fire of a volcano about to explode. He wanted to ram his boyish 
young cock further into her than was humanly possible, wanted to pierce 
her heart with Ws hard fleshy weapon on every maddening thrust. And, as 
these lewdly exciting thoughts and desires filled his mind, he could 
feel the blood rushing to the lust-swollen head of his penis, and he 
knew that he was on the brink of the ultimate explosion.

The sex-maddened young blonde continued to fuck furiously down on his 
long hard cock as she kneeled above him, her breath a long chanting 
whine. He knew that she, too, was about to climax; she couldn't hold 
out much longer if he continued his hard rhythmic impalement of her 
wetly contracting vagina. Then, miraculously, she stiffened, her eyes 
wide and unseeing as her passion overwhelmed her ...

"AAAaaaggggghhhhhh, Aaarrrrrgggh, I'm cumming ... ooooohhhhh, I'm 
cumming ... now ... now!" she gasped out, then began convulsing on top 
of him. Her orgasm seemed to have taken her unaware, as if a switch had 
suddenly been thrown. She choked and choked again, and then slammed her 
nakedly kneeling body down onto his thick throbbing cock as if she 
wanted to devour it completely with the hungrily chewing mouth up 
between her legs. Then with an animal-like cry she remained impaled 
there, as if on that final thrust his weapon had pierced the center of 
her passion and it was now slowly draining out of her. She trembled all 
over a moment and then sank down exhausted, still on his lust-hardened 
penis, her head hanging forward limply.

The lewdly exciting spectacle of her orgasm drove the young boy to new 
heights of passion. He dug his fingers into her tiny waist and forced 
her cunt up and down as he rammed upward into her belly. His lips were 
twisted with desire and perhaps a little cruelty, as he forced her to 
ride his rigidly pulsating cock once again. His thick fleshy pole 
seemed to have expanded to frightening dimensions as if it were some 
flexible container under tremendous pressure. Then, with a groan, he 
felt his sperm rushing up from his cum-bloated testicles into his 
penis, boiling and seething, reaching for explosion. In the last 
agonizing moment, his face flushed and his teeth ground together. His 
neck arched as he thrust in deeply one final time, and he roared with 
satisfaction as his virile young sperm gushed hotly up into the open 
depths of her vagina.

Patty fell forward, kissing him as tears of joy and gratification 
streamed down her face. It was some time before either of them spoke. 
Slowly his penis deflated in her until with a sigh, she rolled from his 
body, their mingled fluids of release gushing wetly from her stretched 
vagina.

"Oh, Danny, that was so wonderful," the nakedly satisfied girl managed 
to breathe out. "I want us to be able to do that again and again, day 
after day."

All Danny could do was grin. He knew he was out of it for the time 
being because he had never cum so hard in his young life. They 
continued to caress, oblivious to the world around them, as confident 
as if they were hidden away in some secluded inner chamber ... rather 
than openly lying out on the grass on a beautiful summer day.



Chapter 7


While the young couple lay so happily in each other's arms, Champ had 
crept off to the side in misery and confusion. He had felt the same 
emotions of excitement and alarm when Patty and Danny had started to 
make love as he had last night, but this time lie knew better than to 
interfere. He was afraid of the harsh words that this might bring from 
his mistress. It was hard for the big dog to control himself as Patty's 
nakedly lovely body emerged from her clothes. It was now to him just as 
much a symbol of hoped-for sexual gratification as it was for Danny. 
Eager little whimpers came from his throat as he saw and heard the 
naked young girl twisting in passion under her teenage lover. The 
tortured animal lay on the grass several feet away from the young 
couple, his head half-hidden between his front paws. He was still like 
this when Patty glanced over several minutes later and saw him.

"Why, Champ," she said concernedly, "what's the matter?"

The German shepherd's head raised alertly as she called his name. Patty 
partially disentangled herself from Danny's arms and stretched out a 
hand towards the dog.

"Come here, boy," she said guessing at his feeling of loneliness and 
rejection. Champ stood up and hesitantly approached, not sure what was 
in store for him, but all his trepidations vanished as his young human 
companion began to stroke him and speak softly.

"Okay, Champ," she crooned, forgetting that they were not alone, "I 
know you probably feel jealous, but you're going to have to get used to 
Danny and me making love. But that doesn't mean that you and I can't 
make love too, like last ..." Her voice died away as she sensed Danny's 
horrified reaction next to her.

"What was that?" Danny asked incredulously. Patty started to lie, but 
she knew the guilt on her face was already giving her away. Her 
stubborn little chin went up defiantly.

"I let Champ make love to me," she said, not daring to look straight at 
Danny.

The young boy could only splutter in amazement. Jesus Christ, he said 
to himself. Suddenly he began to realize there were vast areas of this 
amazing girl that he had not even begun to explore. At the same time he 
felt a spasm of lewd sexual excitement shoot through him at the 
forbidden thought of that big dog humping over the beautifully naked 
young girl. He wondered how they did it.

Patty mistook his silence for condemnation. "Well what's so terrible 
about it?" she said defiantly. "It didn't seem at all wrong, and ... 
and ... I'd do it again if I wanted to!" There was still no word from 
Danny and she finally worked up the courage to look over at him. To her 
surprise, there was a strange glitter in his eyes and even more 
amazing, his depleted cock was showing signs of rejuvenation as obscene 
pictures ran through his mind of this creamy-skinned young girl and 
that huge hairy beast locked together in unnatural passion. Some of his 
obvious sexual excitement transmitted itself to her, and an insanely 
lewd and daring idea began to form in her mind.

"Would you like to watch?" she asked coquettishly. Danny was too 
stunned to speak for a moment, but nodded his head slowly yes.

"All right," the strangely excited young girl said, sitting up on her 
haunches next to Danny. "But there's something else I want to do first 
..." The awe-struck boy hung on her words.

"I want to suck your cock while Champ does it to me," she said 
breathlessly.

That did it! Danny fell back on the grass, his brain benumbed by too 
many crazy images at once. His eager young cock immediately reared up 
like a flagpole before the wildly sensual girl. She wasted little time 
in moving next to his prostrate body and kneeling over him. She passed 
one of her slender little hands over his already twitching belly.

"Are you ready, Danny?" she whispered, the words exciting both of them.

He could only grunt and nod yes again, his eyes never leaving her 
lovely young face. She sat back on her heels and looked at his 
impatiently throbbing penis.

Patty was surprised at her own boldness, but she wanted to do something 
special to pay Danny back for the tremendous satisfaction he had just 
given her. But there was more to it than that! She had never even 
thought of sucking a man's penis before last night when she had watched 
her mother's lips sliding up and down Hank's thick shaft, and the lewd 
thought coupled with the unnatural image of being fucked again by Champ 
sent wicked chills rippling up and down her spine.

Some instinct made her begin slowly, and knowing it would be a 
pleasurable torment for him, she leaned forward again and gently ran 
her tongue down the hollows of Danny's neck and onto his broad young 
chest. She nipped gently at his small male nipples, not sure that they 
would respond. To her pleasant surprise they did, and she could feel 
him twist slightly from the strange sensation. She didn't know much 
about the mate body, but she was eager to learn ... everything!

Her wetly licking tongue began to work lower and lower over his lean 
young belly and, at the same time, she reached down with one hand and 
grasped his hotly hardened penis between her fingers. She knew how 
sensitive her own navel was, so she ran her tongue tantalizingly around 
inside his until she felt his stomach heave and jerk. She clutched his 
warmly pulsating cock more tightly in her fingers, drawing back the 
foreskin in a teasing motion that brought moans of wild delight from 
his lips.

Finally she moved further down his body and pushed his legs apart, 
kneeling on all fours between his thighs, facing him.

Strands of her long blonde hair swirled in a golden puddle across his 
belly as she continued the gentle skinning back and forth over his 
virilely stiffened penis. Her lips were a bare inch away from the lust-
swollen cock-head when she opened her mouth and breathed softly against 
it, allowing her hot breath to flow over the throbbing tip with a 
maddening slowness.

"Oh, God, suck it now, baby," he groaned. She looked up, smiled happily 
as she saw his passionate face, and then lowered her golden head again.

Her tongue flicked out and came into a wetly searing contact with the 
head of the boy's cock. She circled it about the smooth rubbery flesh 
as he groaned and twisted from the sweet torment she was subjecting him 
to. The tip of her searching tongue found the tiny opening of the glans 
at the end and darted wetly into it. It was already moist from the tiny 
droplets of seminal fluid seeping through from his rising excitement 
and the sharp pungent taste and heady male odor caused her mouth to 
salivate and her nostrils to flare in a wanton hunger.

The beautiful teenage seductress watched his face for a reaction as she 
cupped his pulsing young testicles gently and grazed her nails 
tantalizingly over the desire-tautened scrotum. Her other hand was 
placed at the thick base of his cock where it soared from the curly 
black pubic hair that sprouted from his loins. Pinching the heavy shaft 
between her thumb and forefinger, she pulled the loose skin down hard 
until the large red throbbing head stood nakedly alone against the 
softness of her lips.

Patty began planting moist warm kisses around it, beginning at the 
wildly pulsating tip and tracing a path down the full strong length of 
it to the base and then wetly back up to the tip again. She was dying 
to take the warmly throbbing shaft in her mouth, but first ...

To Danny's surprise he saw his lovely torturer raise her head and look 
back over her shoulder towards the big German shepherd who was sitting 
on the grass only a few feet away.

The dog was having much more difficulty controlling himself this time 
as he saw his beautiful young mistress crouched over the young boy, her 
naked white buttocks partially raised, that tight pink furrow lie knew 
so well glistening wetly up between her sweet-smelling thighs. Ms 
animal instinct told him to rush forward and mount her, but his 
training held him in place. Then Patty was looking straight at him and 
lie sensed his young mistress was about to summon him. Seconds later, 
she raised her ass-cheeks high, undulated them in silent invitation, 
and with one hand signaled him to come closer.

"Here, Champ, here!" she urged in a passion-thick voice. "Get up here 
and fuck your Patty." She reached back and parted her wetly glistening 
pussy-lips with a trembling hand. Champ needed no urging, he slunk 
forward at once, his belly low to the ground, his tail twitching in 
eagerness.

Danny watched in amazement as the animal moved closer, his canine penis 
sliding out from its hairy covering. Danny couldn't believe the size of 
it. Patty was on her hands and knees now, her naked body well above the 
boy's. He had a clear view down between the valley of her tautly 
swaying breasts and could see the dog's hair-fringed target up between 
her thighs. Danny's breath caught as Champ mounted the girl's smooth 
young back and locked his hairy forelegs around her tiny waist.

The dog's massive cock had reached its full throbbing length now and it 
danced and jerked in the soft cleft between the girl's legs, searching 
for the cuntal entrance. Danny's bulging eyes locked on her hand as it 
reached back and gently guided the scarlet canine shaft into the narrow 
hair-lined vaginal slit. As soon as Champ sensed he was at his goal his 
hairy loins jerked forward and his bright red cock disappeared from 
Danny's view as it buried itself deep up into the kneeling girl's hotly 
waiting pussy.

Patty was knocked forward from the shock, her lips pressing hard 
against Danny's tingling cock-head. Her eyes were glazed and unseeing 
from the dizzy mixture of pleasure and pain that Champ's sudden entry 
pounded into her body. The mesmerized young boy could see the heated 
red shaft of Champ's animal penis pounding again and again into that 
voracious little slit up between her thighs.

Danny couldn't stand it any longer. With a gurgle deep in his throat he 
reached down with his hands, tangling them in Patty's golden hair and 
thrust his loins up with the strength of a bull. She automatically 
resisted for a moment, but it was too late for the thick spongy head 
rammed past her moistly parted lips, past the whiteness of her teeth 
and into the warm wet saliva of her mouth. She could feel its hot 
rubbery hardness run the full length of her tongue before embedding 
itself deep in her throat.

She closed her eyes and tried to keep from choking. Suddenly, as she 
felt the heated tube of flesh throbbing like a second heart between her 
ovalled lips, saliva filled her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks around 
its thick shaft and made a tentative little up and down movement with 
her head.

"Oh God, your mouth is like fire," she heard him murmur as he began a 
slow rhythmic undulation of his hips up into her face. "Tighten your 
lips and suck harder," he hissed from below, his voice hoarse with lewd 
excitement.

It was a moment before she could do his bidding. Her mind was still on 
the wild animal-fucking she was getting from behind. But a new feeling 
of excitement began growing in her body at the mean debasing thought of 
being impaled between two demanding cocks at the same time. She began 
to suck demon-like, her head bobbing like a cork in rough water, 
swishing her tongue with a vengeance around and around the hot 
throbbing head sliding in and out of her lightly compressed lips. She 
sucked to end it, wanting the exquisite joy of being fucked into a 
sweet oblivion by Champ humping into her from the rear. The masochistic 
joy of being used like a dirty whore permeated her body and brought 
mewling permissive sounds from her lips locked tightly around Danny's 
thrusting cock. They were going to pump their white hot sperm into her, 
the man and the animal, pump it up into her until it ran from her cock-
stuffed mouth and pussy in sticky trails of blissful sensation that had 
no equal in the world. And when that happened she would cum too, would 
explode in a great eruption of passion as never before.

Danny groaned beneath her nakedly kneeling figure, his wet swollen cock 
sliding in and out of her lovely young mouth with a loud sucking sound 
as he guided her lips up and down on his shaft, his hands still 
entangled in her long yellow hair.

He could see her cheeks hollowing and expanding beneath him, her head 
bobbing on the end of his cock, while her whole satiny body quivered 
with each powerful jolt of Champ's long plunging cock fucking into her 
tight little cunt from behind. Christ, the whole thing was 
unbelievable! As long as he lived Danny would never forget this 
incredible moment. The girl he so desired was irrevocably his; his 
slave, welded to him by their shared secrets. He knew that all of her 
would be available to him now, any time he wanted her. She would suck 
him, or lay down and spread those beautiful white thighs wide open to 
receive his hotly pistoning cock ... or he would lick her pussy and 
play with her beautiful breasts ... Her breasts ...! He could see them 
swaying in front of him now.

Excitedly he took his hands from her hair and fumbled beneath Patty's 
shuddering body, reaching down to her ripe swelling fullness. Oh God, 
he thought, they felt like buoyant globes of warm putty, so firm and 
resilient. They overflowed his hands as he lifted and kneaded and 
squeezed them until she began to whimper around the cock in her mouth. 
He tweaked and rolled the elongated little nipples until they were as 
hard as polished stones. As he clung to them his eyes misted over in 
lust, and he shoved his virilely throbbing penis upward into her 
hungrily ovalled little mouth, his lips twisting in passion with each 
thrust.

Patty's brain reeled ecstatically at the delicious thrill of sucking 
her young lover's thick cock. Her body was alive with sheer sensual 
bliss even though she hardly felt human ... more a mass of sweating, 
lust-deranged flesh that wanted somehow to be subjugated. Danny was now 
lewdly puffing at her aching breasts in alternating fashion, as if he 
were milking them, a strangely obscene act that increased the galvanic 
sensations spiraling through her loins and belly a hundred fold. Oh, 
how she was reveling in the joy of sucking her beloved Danny's cock, of 
sucking a cock for the first time in her life ... while her darling 
Champ fucked her so beautifully from behind.

The lust-crazed young girl ground her buttocks back hard against her 
animal-lover's hairy battering body and felt the tiny rivulets of 
moisture building in the heated crevice between her ass-cheeks. She 
could sense the slow trickle of sweat down the backs of her inner 
thighs while the mounting pressure in her loins signaled that something 
fantastic was going to happen soon deep inside her tautly rippling 
belly.

Patty tasted and sucked wantonly at the ever-expanding cock in her 
mouth while the thought of it suddenly ejaculating, shooting its thick 
white cum deep into her throat sent her wild with anticipation.. She 
wanted it! Yes ...! God yes! She wanted it to cum and fill her mouth so 
that she could swallow it down into her belly. She wondered if it would 
be hot ... hot like the feel of his heavy balls in her hand? Oh ... she 
was going mad with desire swirling through her!

Danny could sense what was going on in Patty's mind. He gaped with 
bugging eyes at Ms voluptuous girl-friend's moisture filled mouth 
clasping so greedily around his ever-growing penis sawing relentlessly 
into her face. The thinly stretched rims of her lips clung as if she 
feared he might suddenly pull it away from her. He grinned salaciously 
while he fucked her innocent young mouth, watching her passion-twisted 
face as she sucked and licked his hardened rod as if it were some 
wonder she had never seen -before. He stared over her shoulder into the 
yellow canine eyes of her huge pet as the humping German shepherd 
fucked desperately into her cunt. He realized that no one would ever 
believe him if he told them ... that while this lovely teenaged girl 
had sucked his cock, her German shepherd had fucked her savagely from 
behind, plunging his long red animal-shaft up to the hilt in her tender 
young pussy. They'd say he was lying, or dreaming.

Maybe it was only a dream, some crazy hallucination; just another wet 
dream that used to come to him in the night. But no, he was wide awake 
all right! There was no doubt about it ... no doubt about that huge 
animal face he was looking at, the black lips pulled back over the 
canine fangs, the tongue hanging loosely from the mouth and dripping 
saliva on the smooth hollow of Patty's narrow waist ... No doubt about 
the wild light glittering in those strange animal eyes ... no doubt 
about the dog-penis humping into the spread-open pink slit of that hot 
little cunt like a pile driver ... no doubt about that powerful hairy 
body smashing against her obscenely presented ass-cheeks, driving her 
forward onto Ws own cock until he wondered why it didn't choke her.

She was sucking at it like a wanton whore, and the thick pummeling rod 
sensuously fused her face to his groin. No, he had never been more 
awake in his life, he thought happily as he rammed hard with hollowing 
buttocks, driving his burning shaft deep into her greedy little mouth 
and throat. His pubic hair brushed the tip of her nose while his sperm-
bloated balls ached in her small warm hands as the massive pressure 
built up.

The kneeling Patty was going crazy on the end of his cock, increasing 
her unbelievable sucking until he was sure his balls were going to be 
sucked right up through the hole in the middle of his cock. Great 
swirls of heat were building in the secret depths of his cum-filled 
testicles as he watched her lust-warped face working hungrily over his 
sweating loins. The muscles of his stomach tightened until they felt as 
if they might snap as he arched upwards, pushing his tong pulsating 
penis even further into her sucking wetness. He gaped at the pink 
ridges of her lips that pulled out from her mouth, clinging greedily to 
his thrusting cock, as she pumped her head and her buttocks in one 
continuous motion, like a rabid animal gone mad.

Oh, God, it was time! He was going to cum! Strangled noises forced 
their way up from somewhere deep inside. A moment, now ... a moment!

Patty could feel it coming. She wanted his virile young cock to explode 
in her mouth. She wanted to swallow his cum and feel it running down 
her throat. She sensed it swelling convulsively and a momentary shock 
of breathless anticipation raced through her, making her suck madly.

"Now, now, I'm cummmmiiiinnnnggg!" Danny gasped. "Oh God, suck it 
hard!" His hips began to churn, but he kept his eyes on her face, 
watching her sucking lips as his penis swelled to unbelievable 
dimensions and a burning stream of white hot sperm rushed the whole 
wildly jerking length of it.

It burst!

Patty vaguely heard him mouthing obscenities as Ws exploding cock 
ejaculated hot spurts of pungent liquid which flooded her mouth and 
throat. Her lovely young cheeks ballooned and contracted as she 
swallowed his liquid passion in hungry gulps. Tightly fasten around the 
pumping organ, she sucked furiously while his virile young penis 
continued to gush into her.

The ecstasy was even greater than the excited girl had expected and, 
with the first hot taste of the sharply flavored seminal fluid, her own 
climax was triggered. With a liquid choking scream she thrust her 
nakedly churning ass-cheeks back at her panting animal lover to capture 
the last burning inch of his huge shaft inside her inflamed pussy 
passage. Every muscle in her frantic young body seemed to contract and 
she had an almost overwhelming urge to double-up as she felt an erotic 
spasm of rapture tear through her loins and belly.

She continued to gulp at the hotly gushing cock in her mouth as her 
vaginal muscles opened and closed in a powerful milking rhythm. Her 
buttocks tensed to a rock hardness and she gurgled another wailing 
scream as her body finally reached that final moment she had been 
waiting for. She seemed to exist in a timeless, motionless world, 
drowning in the unbelievable bliss of her orgasm as her nakedly 
kneeling young body was rocked again and again by powerful spasms of 
release.

Then Champ began to spew his steaming load of animal-sperm deep up into 
the hidden recesses of her wildly contracting belly. It seemed like one 
long uninterrupted hot jet of fluid, and again the lust-crazed girt 
climaxed, moaning and slamming back into the animal-cock frantically.

She tried to hold Danny's softening penis between her still sucking 
lips, but was forced to give up when Champ began emptying his sperm-
laden balls into her and she opened her mouth to cry out. The depleted 
young boy rolled away from the obscenely matched duo and watched in 
stupefied amazement as her rounded ass-cheeks kept convulsing 
spasmodically. He struggled nakedly to his feet and stood swaying, 
seeing the combined human-animal cum gushing out from her tight young 
cunt, the snug little hole that was still clasping and squeezing like a 
hungry mouth around the dog's long red stalk of flesh. Streams of the 
fluid white passion continued to trickle down the smooth trembling 
flesh of her inner thighs until finally the exhausted girl collapsed 
forward, breathing heavily. The sight of her nakedly glistening 
buttocks caused Danny's limp penis to give one last gallant jerk.

The wide-eyed youth stood above the panting girl, wondering if she was 
at last satisfied. She seemed to have a bottomless drive for sex, and 
he wondered how any one man could ever hope to satisfy her. Champ had 
stepped back from his fucked-out mistress, his giant scarlet cock 
sliding once again back into his hairy belly. Danny was surprised to 
find that he wasn't jealous of the big dog but, instead, felt grateful 
that Champ had helped him handle the voluptuous bundle of demanding 
female flesh that lay before them. It looked like they were going to be 
in it together ... partners in fucking.



Chapter 8


It had been a long demanding day for Paula Edwards but the glow of the 
morning's good resolutions were still with her. She had completed the 
long tedious business with the insurance adjusters in the city and was 
just now walking wearily up the driveway to her house. Despite her 
fatigue, the lovely blonde mother realized that she had not been so 
aware of the beauty around her for quite some time. It seemed that once 
she had decided to begin living again the whole world had opened up to 
her.

She cast an appraising look around the yard. What a mess, she said to 
herself. It was about time she did something to clean it up. She would 
be receiving a little money now from the insurance, so she could hire 
some of the young boys in town to help her. Maybe that nice Peters boy 
that Patty was seeing so much of lately.

She walked up to the old tool shed. There was an enormously thick 
tangle of high grass and bushes growing behind it. This should probably 
be the first place to start, she surmised. The beautiful young mother 
was gazing around, noticing the weeds and shaking her head at the mess, 
when she heard panting sounds from behind the shed and saw a flash of 
naked flesh through the weeds. She instantly knew what was happening. 
She had been around too long to mistake those tell-tale sounds for 
anything else: Someone was making love behind the tool-shed!

She stood frozen in indecision for a full minute. What should she do? 
It was her property and she felt she should know what went on there. 
Maybe she could cough loudly or make some kind of noise, giving a 
chance to whoever was there to get their clothes back on before she 
barged in.

But a lewd spark of prurient interest began to tickle her mind. Maybe 
... maybe it wouldn't hurt to just take a little peek. She knew it was 
wrong, but ... nervously licking her lips she opened the tool shed door 
and stepped inside. She knew there were several knotholes in the back 
wall that would give a good view of the area behind.

The sounds were louder now, and she knew that the love-making couple 
must be only a few feet away. A little warning signal tried to keep her 
back from the planked wall; after all it could be ... but she couldn't 
stop herself now that she had gone this far. She cautiously put her eye 
to one of the knotholes and peered out, her gaze fastening immediately 
on two naked bodies locked together on the grass. My God, it was her 
own daughter!

Paula's head swam from the shock and, for a moment, the scene before 
her unbelieving eyes flickered dizzily. Then she began to make out 
details. Patty was with the Peters boy, her nubile young body crouched 
over his. She was ... oh God! No! She was tonguing his cock! The boy's 
stiff young penis was throbbing against her teenaged daughter's 
expectant lips in an obscene picture of depraved lust!

Paula knew she should run out there ... stop this terrible thing, but 
she found that her limbs would not move. Her own daughter was being 
used ... used like a dirty whore right in front of her eyes, and the 
paralyzed mother seemed unable to do anything about it. Her hands 
tightened into trembling fists. God, what was the matter with her? She 
felt as if she were rooted in cement!

Somewhere deep down inside herself, Paula knew what it was that held 
her back; her own guilt! Who was she to call her daughter wrong? After 
all, I've been doing far worse things myself over the last year, and 
practically in front of her. What kind of example did I set for my 
child?

But beyond these self-incriminating thoughts there was the lurking fear 
that had haunted her ever since Patty's birth; would her daughter 
inherit the same unbridled sensuality that had cursed her, Paula, all 
her life? The voluptuous young mother could remember her own youth, and 
how her own budding young body had seemed to be taken over by an 
irresistible force that led her into ever increasing sexual hungers. 
Paula knew that at times, she was insatiable; ever since she was a 
teenager, her life had been a boiling cauldron of need, need, need, 
need. Carl, her husband had been the only man who had ever been able to 
satisfy her, and now he was dead. The chances of meeting another man 
with the amazing endurance and sexual drive of Carl were very slim.

And then there had been her own mother before her. As Paula had grown 
older she had come into contact with family rumors about her beautiful 
mother; some kind of scandal. After Paula's father died, her mother had 
a bewildering succession of lovers, but none had seemed to last. They 
wore out, it seemed, one after another.

And now was Paula's own daughter starting on this shameful road of 
unending physical hunger? Was this some genetic curse that descended in 
her family from mother to daughter?

My God, what was going on out there now?

Paula could see that the beautiful young teenager had raised her head 
from Danny's throbbing penis, a thin string of lubricating fluid 
trailing from her full young lips. She seemed to be beckoning to 
someone behind her, Paula couldn't see just who through the narrow 
knothole. Then Champ came into view, moving towards Patty, walking 
strangely. It was a moment before Paula could see what was the matter 
with him and then she saw it ... yes, his penis was swinging beneath 
him like some kind of brightly tinted staff. Paula's mind reeled again. 
What she thought was happening just couldn't be happening. Then her 
daughter spoke and confirmed her worst fears.

"Here, Champ, here," she heard the now panting girl say, "get up here 
and fuck your Patty."

With her eyes wide in shock and her breath choking in her throat, the 
horrified mother watched the huge German shepherd quickly mount the 
trembling young girl as if he'd done it a hundred times before. Paula 
moaned softly to herself as she saw the glistening dog-cock ram 
mercilessly into her no-longer innocent daughter's pink young cunt, 
Patty's nakedly kneeling body jolting forward from the force of the 
inhuman impact. Paula groaned to herself again as she saw the handsome 
young Danny reach up with a gurgling groan and wrap his hands in her 
daughter's golden tresses, forcing her gasping mouth over his hard 
young cock. Paula had never seen anything like this in her whole life, 
and the fact that this was her own daughter she was watching wallow in 
every kind of lewd perversion drove the scene into her mind like a 
bullet.

The stunned woman's beautiful long legs weakened under her and she sank 
down helplessly onto the soft straw that covered the floor of the tool-
shed. She was shaking all over, and her breath was coming in short 
gasps as the scene she had been watching began to affect her in the way 
that she knew so well. It seemed that a million butterflies had been 
let loose in the depths of her belly. She could feel the muscles in her 
thighs automatically contracting and a hot wetness starting high up 
between her legs.

She put her trembling hands over her ears in a futile attempt to shut 
out the depraved sounds pouting through the thin wooden walls. That was 
her daughter out there, that was her daughter! She mustn't give in!

But it was hopeless. Gasps of pain and pleasure filtered through her 
fingers and beat against her tortured ears. The sounds of flesh sliding 
wetly over flesh merged in her mind with the obscene pictures of 
struggling tangled limbs, smoothly naked flesh and thick dark fur. A 
tiny smoldering spark ignited up between Paula's thighs; she clamped 
them desperately together to try to make the lewd feeling go away, but 
the pressure only increased her agony,

As if in a dream her own hands began to involuntarily massage the 
straining whiteness of her full sensuous breasts through the material 
of her blouse, trapping the trembling nipples between fingers that 
kneaded and pulled until it felt as though the hardening pink buds 
would be pulled loose from the quivering mounds. She moaned and turned 
over on her stomach, pressing her erectly throbbing clitoris down 
against the floor attempting to relieve the fire that was suddenly 
raging out of control there. Once again she was becoming a helpless 
victim of her body's insatiable need.

Her hands burrowed against her will down between her body and the floor 
and groped at her hungrily throbbing vaginal mound. Her legs scissored 
open, the toes of her shoes scraping through the straw. She could now 
feel her own moistly palpitating pussy against the tips of her fingers 
which were drawing the narrow furrow open, exposing her pulsating cunt 
to the warm summer air. With a groan she sank her outstretched middle 
finger deeply into the hot, thinly bearded mouth of her femininity.

She held her breath, relieved for a moment, but only for a moment. The 
fire was beginning to burn more intensely now, demanding more to feed 
its lewd hunger. She inserted another finger, drawing her knees up to a 
kneeling position, with her buttocks high in the air. The sounds from 
outside were becoming more violent, and she crammed her fingers into 
her vaginal moistness in time to, the maddening rhythm of the dog's 
hairy body fucking against her panting young daughter's smooth young 
buttocks.

The pictures in the tortured woman's mind of the three bodies locked so 
lewdly together just a few feet away drove her on as she rocked back on 
her knees against her fingers, screwing them deeper into her cock-
starved cunt. She could visualize that brightly glistening thick animal 
cock ramming its way into her daughter's tightly clasping little 
vagina, sinking through the soft blonde pussy hair like a greased iron 
pipe. She imagined the handsome young boy writhing ecstatically on the 
grass before the lewd bucking body of her daughter, his beautiful young 
cock plunging in and out of her sucking mouth.

Oh God, how she wanted those two cocks that were now defiling her 
daughter's shamelessly aroused body. Paula's hands became those cocks--
-and her own gasps began to match that of the racing bodies on the 
other side of the wall. She wanted what Patty was getting. She wanted 
to be fucked, to be split. Oh, how she would love to have that handsome 
young teenage boy crouched over her, ramming his thick young cock up 
into her hotly sealing passage.

The thought of those swollen penises so close made her realize that her 
fingers were not enough, she had to have more! But her fingers were all 
she had, so in desperation the kneeling young mother reached up over 
her quivering buttocks with her other hand and searched through the wet 
crevice before finally ramming her extended middle finger deep up into 
the tightly puckered anus nestled between her moon-shaped buttocks.

She gasped as in her haste a fingernail dug into the soft fleshy walls 
and sent a sharp stab of pain through her passion-wracked body. She 
held still for a moment and then took up the rhythm again, her body 
balanced by her head digging into the soft straw beneath. Her rounded 
breasts hung down and brushed sensuously against the straw-covered 
floor, the nipples swelling to an even greater hardness within her 
sweat-soaked blouse. Electric tingles of darting pleasure raced through 
her nerves as she pictured herself a part of the incredible trio locked 
together so near. If only she could join them ... if only they'd fuck 
her too!

Her face colored crimson as she felt her orgasm coming, coming with a 
great roar. Frantic with lust, she rammed her fingers deeper into her 
hotly clasping cunt and anus. She hung for a moment teetering on the 
edge of release, her lushly ripened body vibrating ... and then her 
white hot passion gushed from around her plunging fingers, covering her 
hand and dripping down like pearls onto the straw below. Just then a 
low male groan and a piercing female scream penetrated the thin wooden 
wall, signaling that her daughter's orgasm had a savage fury to match 
her own.

Then it was silent. Paula stayed on her hands and knees for a while, 
her buttocks still swaying in the air. She couldn't bring herself to 
withdraw her fingers from her still convulsing vaginal opening or her 
puckering little anus until the last dying throbs had gone from her 
body. She heard low murmurs from behind the tool-shed, then the whisper 
of clothing. There was a half-bark, half-whine from Champ, and then she 
could hear footsteps fading away in the distance. Paula's fingers 
slithered wetly from her satiated cunt, and she rolled limply over on 
her side, the ever-present guilt beginning to chew at her mind once 
again.

Fragmented thoughts drifted slowly through her brain. She had always 
known that someday she would have to come to terms with the unbridled 
passions that constantly ravished her insatiable body. She would either 
have to give in to it, or repress it completely. Either one or the 
other or she would probably go mad. And now ... and now ... her 
daughter, her beloved Patty, was caught in the same bottomless trap. 
What was she to do, what were they to do? The distraught mother lay on 
the straw for nearly an hour, her expressionless face turned towards 
the ceiling, but no answers came to her.



Chapter 9


It was the evening of the same day, about nine o'clock and Patty and 
her mother were sitting in the living room. Paula was pretending to 
read a book while she covertly watched Patty playing lovingly with 
Champ. Little prickles of sensation rippled over Paula's flesh as she 
remembered the way Champ had sunk his huge cock to the hilt in her 
daughter's eager vagina. She wondered if they were going to have to get 
rid of the dog. You just couldn't have a dog around that made love to 
human women. Or could you?

Paula had trouble keeping her eyes off the furry sheath hanging down 
from Champ's lean belly that housed his immense weapon. She wondered 
how it would feel ...

Damn! She couldn't let herself think this way. She had her daughter to 
think of. Something had to be done and done fast before Patty got into 
trouble. She was only fifteen years old and could hardly be expected to 
know what she was doing. Paula thought of herself at fifteen. Yes, she 
had already begun sleeping with boys then. She could hardly remember 
when she hadn't slept with boys. But she also remembered the heartaches 
and eventually the ridicule when the word had begun to go around that 
she was an easy conquest. She wanted to spare Patty that.

It wasn't so bad with the Peters boy, but Paula wondered if Patty had 
been sleeping with others. That performance she had witnessed this 
afternoon made the young girl look like a pro. Mmmmmm, the Peters boy, 
Paula mused, remembering his nakedly strong young body and the size of 
his penis---amazing for such a young boy. God, it would feel good in 
her, Paula thought to herself, and as young as he was he could cum time 
after time ... damn, damn, damn, how could she blame her daughter when 
she herself was thinking this way. Something had to be done and done 
now!

"Patty," she said more sharply than she intended.

"Yes, Mom?" Patty answered looking up with a trace of a blush. She, 
too, had been thinking about this afternoon, remembering every 
delicious sensation, every passionate moment. She sensed that she had 
reached some kind of point of no return in her life. Things would never 
be the same, and in a way she had her beloved Champ to thank. He was 
the first who had shown her what sensual pleasure could really be like. 
And, of course, Danny. Her heart warmed with passionate young love as 
she thought of him and his strong male body. She supposed in a way she 
even owed something to that sadistic brute, Hank Jones. But she 
shuddered as she thought of his coarseness and hoped she never saw the 
man again. That was when her mother called her name, and the young girl 
wondered if she had been reading her mind. There was such a strange 
edge to her voice.

"Patty, I ..." Paula didn't know how to continue. The blonde teenager 
immediately became a little apprehensive, wondering if her mother could 
possibly know what she had been doing. Maybe Hank had told her. Paula 
tried again.

"Patty, I know I may not have been the best mother for the last few 
months, but I'm worried about you. I think maybe you haven't ... been 
as careful lately as you might have."

The young girl's heart sank. Oh God! Mother did know. "I-I ... what do 
you mean?"

Paula hated what she was doing but didn't know any other way. "I think 
you know what I mean," she said, not daring to name it herself yet. 
"This afternoon ..."

Paula broke off in surprise as Champ suddenly got to his feet, his 
hackles rising, his ears laid back and a low ominous growl coming from 
deep in his throat.

The big dog had been nervous for the last few minutes, as if some sixth 
sense were warning him of trouble. His sharp nose began to detect a 
well-remembered odor. And then there was a movement at the window.

It was Hank!

Champ went crazy. He lunged to the window, but it was already empty. 
Then he ran to the front door, snarling, and crashing his heavy body 
against the wood as if he were going to batter it down. Paula called 
out in alarm.

"Patty, what's wrong with Champ?" She got up from her chair and went 
over to the door and tried to pull the enraged dog away from it, but it 
was useless. Champ began to bark now, his loud cry reverberating 
throughout the house.

"There must be something out there," Paula said. "Maybe we'd better go 
out and see."

"No, no," Patty cried, leaping to her feet. "Please don't open the 
door, Mother." She knew that only Hank could make Champ behave this 
way, and she was afraid he would carry out his threat to shoot the 
animal if he got the chance.

"Don't be silly," Paula said, not understanding. "Champ will protect us 
if someone's out there." Without waiting for an answer she opened the 
door and started to go outside, but Champ shot past her, almost 
knocking her down, savage hate filling his animal heart.

*  *  *

Nearly a half-hour before, Hank Jones had slowly approached the 
Edwards' place. He stood at the foot of the drive, screened from view 
by the shade of some trees as he stared at the cheerful lights in the 
windows of the house, hate and lust battling for dominance in his 
twisted heart.

The lighted windows told him at least one of the women who were to be 
his victims tonight were home. He wondered which it was; the sensuously 
mature mother or the hot little teen-age daughter. Or both! That would 
be the jackpot, Hank thought to himself. He wondered if he would be so 
lucky.

But first he had to do something about that damn dog. He moved 
cautiously up the driveway, stopping at the door of the tool-shed. Yes, 
this might do, he thought. The old half-rotten door was made of 
horizontal planks nailed over a frame of two-by-fours. He pried 
experimentally at the bottom boards. They were loose! He tugged a 
little harder and the boards came off with a slight squeak of rusty 
nails. Now there was a low opening at the bottom of the narrow door 
about eighteen inches high, just what he needed for his plan.

Hank went back out into the soft warm night air. It was time for the 
dangerous part. He walked up to the house, still moving silently 
because he didn't want to be noticed until he was ready. He knew the 
dog would sense his presence soon enough. He was at the wall of the 
house now and slid carefully along it until he was standing next to the 
living room window. He peered in cautiously. They were both there, both 
the women!

Hank gloated silently to himself. This was going to be a night he would 
long remember, he thought to himself. And those two proud bitches in 
there would remember it too, he would make sure of that. He had a few 
scores to settle. He had received a phone call from Paula earlier in 
the day saying she didn't want to see him anymore. She had hung up on 
him when he started calling her names. Well, she wouldn't hang up on 
him this time.

There! The dog had seen him! He watched Champ get to his feet, his 
fangs bared and his fur bristling. This had better work or he was going 
to be in real trouble.

He began to run for the tool shed, knowing that Paula would probably 
open the door to investigate, and Champ would be after him in a flash. 
Sure enough, he heard the front door open behind him. Paula called 
hesitantly, "Who's there," and the dog raced around her like a bullet, 
fierce barks and growls coming from his throat. Damn, he had really 
played this one close, maybe too close!

He could sense the dog gaining on him in the dark and, putting on a 
final burst of speed, he dodged into the tool shed, slamming the 
shortened door behind him. He could hear the heavy body of the dog slam 
against the door and knew it would be only an instant before the German 
shepherd found the opening at the bottom. Hank reached down and picked 
up the heavy club he had left leaning against the tool shed wall just 
as he heard the enraged animal beginning to struggle through the narrow 
opening. He switched on a small flashlight he was holing in his left 
hand and saw that Champ had his head and shoulders through the door 
already. Hank swung down hard with the club, once, twice, his lips 
twisting in glee as the trapped animal gave a high-pitched yelp of pain 
from the hard wood smashed brutally against his skull.

Hank had the club poised high to strike again but saw that his victim 
was not moving. He would have liked to batter the fucking dog until his 
arm was too tired for another blow, but he knew he had to move fast 
before the women became alarmed enough to call the Police. He jerked 
open the door, hearing the rough planking scrape mercilessly over the 
dog's back and ran back outside, heading for the house.

"Champ, Champ, what's the matter?" Paula called nervously out into the 
dark. Patty stood framed against the light behind her in the doorway, 
her hand at her throat. Then she made a move as if to go outside to see 
what had happened to her beloved Champ. Paula grabbed her arm.

"No," she said. "Get inside fast and let's call the police."

But they were too late. A huge form came bounding out of the dark just 
as the two women went inside. Paula tried desperately to close the 
door, but Hank's bulk was too much for her, and she went reeling across 
the room as the door crashed back against the wall. Patty had the phone 
in her hand and was desperately dialing until Hank snatched the 
instrument from her hand and ripped it from the wall with one powerful 
movement.

They stood there for a moment in a silent tableau, all three breathing 
hard. Then a slow leering grin spread over Hank's ugly face.

"Thanks for inviting me in," he said sarcastically. "I was wondering 
what I was goin' to do with myself tonight."

"What's happened to Champ?" Patty asked, dreading the answer.

Hank was about to say that her lousy mutt wouldn't be bothering anybody 
anymore, but then he changed his mind. The threat had worked before, so 
...

"You want to see that son-of-a-bitch again, you cooperate just like you 
did before," he snarled. Oh God, Patty thought, was it going to happen 
again?

"Wh-What do you mean?" she heard her mother say in confusion.

"Well it's this way, Paula baby," Hank said with a sneer. "While you 
were off running around the big city this morning, little Patty and me, 
we had a good time here at the old homestead. And I'll tell ya, you 
ain't got nothin' she ain't got."

Patty saw with a sinking feeling the sick look on her mother's face.

"He made me," she cried. "He said he would kill Champ if I didn't." She 
almost wished she had kept silent as she saw a terrible expression of 
rage and hatred come over her mother's face.

"You dirty beast," Paula swore as she came at Hank, clawing at his 
face. Hank easily sidestepped and his heavy palm crashed against 
Paula's face, knocking her across the room where she fell against the 
couch.

"Now let's get this straight. There ain't goin' to be no playin' around 
tonight. I feel you two broads owe me something for the shitty way you 
treat me, and I'm willin' to take it out in trade. And don't think," he 
snarled as Paula's mouth started to open again, "that you can threaten 
me with the law. I got in some big trouble today, and I'm on my way out 
of town. It'll go a lot easier on you if you don't give me no lip. I 
got nothin' to lose, and I don't think either one of you would like to 
see the other busted up."

His words were met by a numb silence of hopeless fear. Both mother and 
daughter knew they were the trapped victims of this horrible man, his 
to do with as he wanted. Hank sensed his victory gloatingly.

"Wh-What are you going to do?" Patty asked in a fear-filled voice 
breaking the strained silence.

"I'm gonna fuck ya, fuck ya both," Hank said triumphantly.

"Oh no," Paula broke in. "Let Patty go! I'll do anything you want."

"Will you suck my cock? Will you let me fuck ya in the ass?" Hank 
sneered.

"Oh, yes, anything, anything, only let my daughter go," the desperate 
mother pleaded.

"No dice," Hank said with a cruel laugh, enjoying his sadistic 
torturing of the two women. "Okay, enough chitchat. Both of you take 
off your clothes while I watch." Both Paula and Patty hesitated, very 
aware of each other's presence, hesitant to be shamed in front of one 
another. Hank stepped quickly forward and cruelly twisted Patty's arm 
behind her until she cried out with the pain. Paula started forward to 
help her, but the menacing look in Hank's blood-shot eyes made her 
stop.

"Well, what'll it be, a broken arm or your clothes?" He let go of 
Patty's arm and sank back into an easy chair with a chortle of delight 
as both the women immediately started to remove their clothes. His eyes 
fastened on Patty as she slowly reached up behind her to unfasten the 
zipper of her dress. Her fingers moved numbly as she slipped the dress 
down over her shoulders and stepped out of it, tossing it on the couch 
behind her. She was standing before him now clad in only her brassiere 
and little white bikini panties. Her mother behind her was already 
fumbling with the clasp of her own brassiere. Hank's heavy shaft began 
to jerk inside his pants as more and more succulent flesh became 
exposed in front of him. God, they were stripping for him, and in a few 
moments he would be using those beautifully naked bodies for any 
pleasures he wanted. The fact that he would be violating both mother 
and daughter in front of each other added a strange air of lewd 
excitement to the brutal act.

"Come on now, snap it up," he taunted. "I want to see those cunts. 
Let's get those tits out, and those asses!" Both of the women blushed 
under the humiliating barrage of his words.

Hank saw mother and daughter removing their brassiere at the same 
moment. He couldn't believe the voluptuous sight that unfolded before 
his eyes. Both sets of breasts came unleashed at once in an upthrust 
magnificence that momentarily left him spellbound. He'd never noticed 
it before, but it was amazing how the bodies of his two victims 
resembled each other despite the difference in their ages. Paula's body 
was a little more lush, a little more mature, but Patty's made up for 
it with her firm young suppleness. They both had large breasts but 
firm, soft globes of lush satiny flesh peaked at the tips with berry-
like nipples. Damn, they were perfect!

Finally the last of their garments lay at their feet, and they waited, 
trembling, beautiful, narrow-waisted, and wide-hipped, with delicately 
tapering thighs framing the soft pussy hair sparsely covering their 
vibrant loins. Hank stared at the beautiful pair until he could stand 
it no longer.

"Come over here, you," he ordered, pointing to the teenaged Patty. His 
voice was hoarse and he could hardly get the words out. "You come over 
on the side and watch," he said to Paula. Patty began to cautiously 
approach him while Paula seemed rooted to the spot.

"Too slow, you sluts!" Hank roared surging to his feet. "When I say 
move I mean move now!" He unbuckled his heavy belt and stripped it from 
his waist, holding it in his hand like a long whip.

"I think we need a little obedience training," he sneered. "Down on 
your knees and crawl both of you!" The belt snaked out and wrapped 
around the soft flesh of Patty's naked hip. She let out a little yelp 
and got down on all fours as quickly as she could. Paula followed suit 
despite the rising tide of rage inside her, not wanting her daughter to 
get hurt. They both began to move in that humiliating position across 
the carpet, afraid of the tong belt held in Hank's powerful hand.

"Faster, faster, you bitches. I want to see those tits shake. You're 
gonna have to learn a little respect," he snarled and suddenly flicked 
the belt to catch Paula with just the tip on her left buttock. She 
groaned piteously from the stinging pain and jumped to follow his 
commands more quickly as she began to sob under the utter degradation 
they were being subjected to. Even worse, was the humiliation of 
knowing she was unable to help her own daughter against this human 
animal who was torturing them both. They were moving like automatons 
now, following the harsh commands as quickly as they could to escape 
the stinging lash. Their nakedly rounded buttocks began to glow with 
the welts, and with each further move the pain grew.

"Okay, now you're acting smart," Hank said with an evil grin after he'd 
driven the women around the room several times on their knees. Once 
again he walked over and sat down in the chair.

"Okay, c'mon baby," he said, indicating Patty. "You're gonna give big 
daddy some of those sweet little lips." The confused young girt 
hesitated for just a second and the cruel belt whistled through the air 
again, landing on her back with a harsh whacking sound. She cried out 
and leaped toward him on her hands and knees. He straightened his legs 
and spread them apart so she could crawl between them, then slid down 
in the chair until just his heavy buttocks were resting on the edge. As 
the terrified young teenager crawled between his knees, he tangled one 
hand in her long blonde hair and pulled her head down, at the same time 
grinding his groin up against her face so she could feel the hardness 
of his already erect penis through the material of Ms pants. Patty 
closed her eyes in bitter submission, knowing that it was useless to 
struggle.

"Pull it out for me, chick," he hissed from between tightly clenched 
teeth, twisting her hair until Patty thought he would tear it out by 
the roots. She reached forward hurriedly to do his bidding, anxious to 
escape further pain. Knowing he was just waiting for the slightest 
excuse to punish her, she moved desperately to please him, fumbling 
with the zipper on his pants to release the giant throbbing cock 
underneath.

"Hurry it up, you little slut, hurry it up," Hank shouted cruelly from 
above her when she had difficulty in unzipping his fly. "I'm gonna cum 
in my pants before you even get there."

The frightened teenager fumbled for another moment and finally the huge 
fleshy instrument burst free. Hank grabbed her hand and wrapped it 
around her thick pulsating hardness, skinning it back so that the 
giant, red-fleshed head popped out from the thick foreskin a scant few 
inches from her staring eyes. Then his hands were at her lips prying 
her mouth open and the hot spongy flesh of his cock tip rubbed lightly 
against her teeth. She could see down the full awesome length of the 
rigid member. It was huge!

The nakedly crouched girl hesitated a moment, sickened by the thought 
of her body being used again as a receptacle of lust by this cruel man 
and of the lewd shaft he was going to ram down her unwilling throat. It 
had been different with Danny. There been an atmosphere of love and 
tenderness between them, and she 'had been eager to have him cum in her 
waiting mouth ... but not this vile beast!

Suddenly, the trembling young girl knew she couldn't force herself to 
take this vile thing between her lips. Again the belt lashed through 
the air and stung across her buttocks, causing her to open her mouth in 
pained protest. As her lips parted in sudden shock, the thick pole of 
pulsating flesh rammed forward into the sanctity of her mouth. She 
could feel the giant head sliding wetly up the full length of her 
tongue, the droplets of excited pre-ejaculate seeping from the tiny 
glans slot at the tip filling her cheeks with the pungent taste of his 
sperm. Her tormentor's hips began a slow undulation on the chair, his 
thick cock sliding in and out of her ovalled mouth with a wet sucking 
sound as he guided her head with his meaty fingers entangled in her 
hair.

Hank motioned and Paula moved closer. The unwilling young blonde mother 
watched with horror the puffing of her daughter's cheeks as Hank thrust 
his brutally thick cock in and out between Patty's clasping lips. She 
shuddered with each new grunt the big man made as he rammed into the 
kneeling teenager's helplessly trapped face.

Dropping the belt on the floor, he reached up to jerk Paula to her 
knees beside the chair and began to run his rough hands over her smooth 
naked flesh, letting them rove over the full ivory breasts, tweaking 
and twisting the small buds of her nipples into hardness. He ran his 
palm down the sides of her body, over the hour-glass curves of her 
waist and hips, his fingers hungrily kneading the mother's flesh as he 
watched his thick white penis sawing into the daughter's wide-stretched 
lips. Hank was out of his mind with excitement as he abused the two 
captive women kneeling submissively in fright before him.

As Patty's wetly ovalled lips slid up and down on the thick cock, she 
could see small tufts of his dark pubic hair curling out around the 
base where his penis reared out of the open fly. Out of the comer of 
her eye she could see Hank's right hand submitting her mother's body to 
terrible indignities. Nothing mattered now except to get this horrible 
ordeal ever with and to do that she had to please this cruel man. So 
she began sucking in earnest, running her tongue wetly around and 
around the hot lubricated head and teasing the tiny open slit of the 
long heated organ. She could feel it throbbing as though it had a life 
of its own and was about to erupt at any moment into a great gushing 
fountain of gagging sperm that would flow into her mouth and throat in 
a never-ending stream of cum. If he wanted her to suck, she would suck! 
If he wanted her to fuck, she would fuck! The very helplessness of her 
position began to cause weird masochistic sensations to invade her 
tortured mind. Her head bobbed up and down slavishly over the thick 
shaft of flesh, sucking to end it, sucking to draw the thick milky 
semen from it until it collapsed in depleted exhaustion.

Hank groaned and twisted above the nakedly kneeling young girl, raining 
obscenities down on the top of her bobbing head and watching with 
delight her tightly ovalled lips straining at his penis. At the same 
time he was playing his right hand over Paula's voluptuousness like a 
sex-crazed fiend, twisting and squeezing brutally at the milky softness 
of her flesh until small red welts appeared where he had touched. Then 
his hand descended to the crevice of her buttocks and delved deeply 
between the twin moons, sending goose-bumps running to the tips of her 
breasts. His fingers curled down deeper and began to rummage in her 
wetly heated vaginal slit up between her thighs. He could feel them 
dilating involuntarily to his touch.

Hank moistened the tip of his middle finger in her moist cuntal furrow 
and slowly stroked it up the crevice toward her tight little anus while 
he mumbled in incoherent excitement at having complete mastery over 
these two voluptuous bodies.

The tip of his outstretched slippery finger started to circle teasingly 
around the tight anal ring guarding the entrance to her rectum and, 
with a sudden thrust, sank deep inside. Paula jerked forward from the 
unexpected digging pain of the thick callused finger probing fat into 
the cringing depths of her nether passage. A low groan of protest came 
from her lips as he dug deeper and deeper into the tightness of her 
rectum until she thought she would faint from the cruel probe. In all 
her years of sexual experience she had never had anything thrust up her 
anus, but despite the initial pain she began to sense the beginnings of 
an odd masochistic pleasure deep up inside her invaded belly. She was 
even able to see a certain lewd fascination in the sight of her 
innocent daughter's sucking lips clasped tightly around their 
ravisher's huge penis.

Great swirls of heat were beginning to build in Hank's tightly swollen 
testicles, and he knew he would cum any second. It was a tremendous 
temptation for him to shoot his hot load right down this little blonde 
bitch's throat while her mother watched, writhing on the end of his 
finger shoved up her ass. But he didn't want to waste it, not yet. He 
had some more fun and games for these two snotty broads. He jerked his 
finger from Paula's rectum with a loud pop and pushed Patty's slaving 
mouth away from his wildly excited cock.

"You'll have to wait for your dinner, chick," he sneered down at her. 
"You suck cock like an old lady eating ice cream." He thought he saw a 
slight look of disappointment on her lovely young face. It was all he 
could do to keep from ramming his cock back into the saliva-warm depths 
of her young mouth and ending it right then and there. But no, there 
was still plenty of time.

"All right, lay down on the floor, both of you," Hank said, his voice 
thick from the excitement of what he knew he was going to do to them 
next. He'd always wanted to see two women make love and now was his 
chance.

"Not that way," he snarled as the two women slumped wearily to the 
floor, "head to toe." He reached down and maneuvered Patty until she 
and her mother were facing each other, the loins of each opposite the 
face of the other. They did not yet comprehend what he was going to 
force them to do.

"Okay, baby," he said to Paula, "I know you suck cock like a champ so 
let's see how you eat pussy." He pushed the beautiful young mother's 
shocked face towards the "vee" up between Patty's legs, "Come on, look 
at that tasty little pussy. You should thank me for the opportunity." 
He held his fist in front of her sickened eyes, the heavy leather belt 
dangling from it.

"You don't do what I say," he snarled, "you both get the buckle end of 
this until it cuts through your flesh down to the bone."

Paula knew she had to do it, but how could she commit this revolting 
act with her own daughter? She finally got up the courage to took 
quickly up at Patty's eyes and to her amazement saw a kind of hidden 
lust there. She thought she detected a little sob of expectation from 
the golden-haired girl as her nakedly curved body shuddered.

A tremor of perverted sensuality abruptly rippled through Paula's belly 
at the lewd proximity of their faces to each other's vaginal flesh. She 
had never before really noticed how lovely her daughter was. She stared 
in enraptured awe at Patty's beautifully flared hips, at her proudly 
upthrust breasts with their tiny hardened pink nipples, the slenderness 
of her dipping waist, but mostly at the nearly concealed pouting lips 
of her pink-slatted cunt behind its soft screen of golden curls. God, 
and those flawless legs ... those breathtaking thighs ...! She had to 
touch, to feel.

"Patty ... baby ..." she said softly as one hand reached slowly out 
towards her daughter. Patty could not manage an answer at the moment. 
She was completely befuddled by the wild mixture of sensations racing 
through her awakening belly and loins as she looked at her beautiful 
mother lying in such enticing nakedness next to her. She could not 
untangle the maze of emotions pounding madly at the inside of her 
skull, and it did not help when the older woman's hand began gently 
stroking over her sensuous breast. For a long moment the trembling 
teenager was unable to move, her body tingling electrically as the 
stroking hand brushed maddeningly over the hardened nipple. She could 
not keep her body from twisting a little.

"Mom ... Patty breathed. A mood of deep tenderness spread over Paula as 
she saw her daughter's eyes grow soft with a dreamy far away look. 
Gently, the mother brushed her hand down over the young girl's softly 
quivering belly toward the delight of her pink little cunt-mouth. She 
wasn't surprised when Patty moaned softly and involuntarily opened her 
legs to her. Paula moved closer to see and feel the warmly perfumed 
wetness which had begun to seep from between the quivering girl's pussy 
and saturate her sleek inner thighs.

"Momma ...?" Patty said again with a little cry at the delicious feel 
of her mother's fingers suddenly contacting, then straying into the 
intimate depths of her wetly waiting cunt. God, her own mother was ... 
actually stroking and finger-fucking her! The last shadow of shame 
dropped from her. It felt so heavenly as a knowing finger tip brushed 
lightly over the bud of her tiny pulsating clitoris. Love and passion 
for the mother she had felt separated from for so long melted into her 
very being. It felt so right!

Paula looked down at the slowly twisting body of her lovely daughter, 
her eyes avidly feasting on the succulent flesh up between the blonde 
young girl's eagerly spread thighs. They had both forgotten Hank's 
presence, aware only of one another. Paula moistened her lips to speak, 
the lewd words exciting her as she knew they must be exciting Patty.

"Patty ... do ... do you want me to ... lick your pussy?"

"Oh God yes, mama, pleeaaasssse ... make me cum!"

Hank stood several feet away, unable to contain his excitement as he 
watched the two women nakedly writhing on the floor. They lay on their 
sides, close to each other, legs spread open in obscene invitation. The 
big man could see her beautifully rounded hips and her hair-fringed 
vaginal slit wet with moisture as Paula's finger played teasingly up 
inside it. Then he saw Paula's face lower to the pleading young 
blonde's wetly shining crevice. His eyes widened and he watched in 
mounting fascination ...

Wild images were flickering through Paula's sex-maddened mind as her 
head dipped towards her daughter's softly flushed cuntal lips. She had 
never done tills before, but now she wanted to taste and love. She let 
her eyes feast on the narrow ribbon of pinkly moistened flesh, resting 
her cheek on the hot surface of Patty's satiny smooth inner thigh. She 
was close enough for her lips and nose to be tickled by the silken 
pussy hairs that curled up softly. She could even see the tiny puckered 
anus spasming from the girl's passionate excitement. God, she could not 
hold herself back one moment longer!

Patty was utterly lost now as she felt her mother's head moving slowly 
between her thighs. Her belly seethed and her cunt flamed with lustful 
desire. Oh, her beautiful mother, her wonderful beautiful mother was 
going to lick the raging need from her pussy. They would be together 
forever now, bound together as never before. She knew it was 
lesbianism, contrary to everything she had ever been taught, but she 
knew she wanted it, wanted it now! The impassioned young blonde gaped 
at her mother's lovely face moving closer to her expectantly waiting 
pussy up between her legs ...

Then ... yes, yes! She was nearly overcome by the incredibly erotic 
emotions and physical tremors that rippled over her vibrant young body! 
She felt the first wet touch along the insides of her supple inner 
thighs, sensed the warm puffs of breath. And then the magic contact of 
her mother's tongue licking the hotly quivering cleft of her vagina, 
promising untold delight, yet to come. Paula licked in long brushing 
strokes from the bottom of the sensitive cuntal crevice to the top, not 
entering but impelling the quivering girl to thrust her loins forward 
with each tantalizing movement of the tongue across her sensitive 
cuntal lips.

Patty felt her clitoris quivering into a throbbing erectness and knew 
it was peeking out from her widespread pussy lips, maddened with the 
first gentle stab of ecstatic bliss as her mother's delicate pink 
tongue grazed it. The enravished girl expelled her breath with a hiss 
and tossed her head from side to side in rising passion as Paula eased 
her tongue inside the moistened crevice to draw it upwards from the 
vagina towards the spasming bud of her daughter's clitoris. Patty's 
lips began to mumble incoherent little mewls of pleasure. Her breath 
caught in her throat, exhaling explosively at each new delicious 
contact, delight flooding through her aroused young body with each 
passing moment.

Paula's own loins were beginning to bum with a lustful flame as she 
buried her face deeper into the warm cuntal flesh up between her 
daughter's trembling thighs. She separated the fleshy outer folds of 
Patty's hair-lined little pussy with her lips and her mouth became an 
omniverous ravisher, open and hot, all tongue as it invaded the 
smoldering liquid flesh beneath it. Ardently she lashed out a the tiny 
pulsating clitoris, thrusting everywhere into her daughter's hotly 
writhing pussy, as lurid wet sucking sounds filled the room.

The teen-age girl moaned and squirmed to the rapturous mouthing of her 
burning cunt, ripples of fantastic sensation running spasmodically over 
her smoothly naked body. She began to pant explosively, spreading her 
legs open as wide as possible and thrusting her steaming loins lewdly 
forward to bring the tongue tighter into her wide-splayed cunt. She 
could hear her mother's slaving gasps for air, never breaking the 
fervent contact of her pleasure-giving lips and tongue. Even her 
beautiful nose was buried, immersed in the wetly fluid flesh. A 
maddening pressure began building in Patty's softly convulsing belly.

Hank Jones could stand it no longer! He began to tear feverishly at his 
clothes, keeping his eyes locked on the two writhing female bodies 
fused together before him in forbidden sexual pleasure. He was naked in 
a matter of seconds, his huge menacing penis standing straight out from 
his belly like a lance. He moved quickly over behind Paula and began to 
tug and pull at her voluptuously squirming body. He turned her half 
over so that she was on her knees, one on either side of her daughter's 
head, her smooth rounded buttocks high, her face still buried in the 
wildly undulating pussy below her. Hank knelt behind her, close to her 
obscenely offered buttocks and began to run his hands wildly up and 
down the smooth flesh of her inner thighs, then he stabbed an extended 
middle finger into the hot vaginal moisture of the madly sucking 
woman's cunt.

The beautiful mother felt the hard alien hands on her and welcomed 
them. She never stopped her voracious tongue-fucking of her beloved 
daughter below her, but she, too, needed to be fulfilled. Her aching 
cunt demanded release! She shuddered all over as she felt the first 
hard cruel finger invading her secret depths, and she could not keep 
from pressing back eagerly against the maddening probe. Another finger 
joined the first and she began to slowly rotate her nakedly trembling 
buttocks around them, screwing back in time to meet their forward 
thrusts. Fiery ripples of sensation shot through her nerve ends at the 
delicious plundering of her maddened vagina, but it was not enough. She 
needed more! She needed a cock! She raised her sucking lips just far 
enough from her daughter's wetly twitching vagina to call to Hank in a 
muffled voice.

"Fuck me, you filthy bastard! Use your cock! Fuck me, fuck me!"

Hank needed no further urging. He began to salaciously stroke his thick 
rigid penis as he moved closer on his knees to those lewdly waving 
buttocks.

Patty was lying on her back now, her passion-distorted face directly 
underneath her mother's hair-shadowed loins. She could see the lust-
swollen lips of her mother's wetly glistening pussy only inches away, 
the seeping moisture dampening the pink erotic flesh. Then a huge 
shadow seemed to blot out the light as Hank moved in behind her mother. 
She watched his coarse hands move up the ivory columns of her beautiful 
legs braced on either side of her head. She saw his thick ugly fingers 
slide into the beautiful wet folds of her mother's vagina, brutally 
digging past the tender outer lips, sinking deep up into the inner 
warmth. She felt her mother jerk forward as the first wild sensations 
shot through her sex-starved body, and saw her gyrate sensuously back 
on the impaling fingers, hearing her mother begging Hank to fuck her. 
It was then she saw the huge menacing spear moving forward ... his 
penis.

It was immense---bigger than ever! It loomed above Patty's staring eyes 
like a massive rocket. She could see the swollen ridge on the underside 
of the glans; the heavy blue veins, and the hairy sac of his sperm-
bloated balls. She watched in awe as Hank's clutching fingers guided it 
slowly towards the waiting slit up between her mother's straining legs. 
She saw it press the swollen cuntal lips aside and slide wetly up and 
down the passion-soaked crevice, mixing the slippery fluid seeping from 
its tip with her mother's own vaginal wetness. A few drops of the 
heated lubricant dripped down on Patty's face, and she licked at it 
hungrily, marveling at its exciting taste. Then the massive weapon 
began to press hard against the flower-petal opening of her mother's 
visibly quivering cunt. The narrow aperture stretched, then stretched 
more until it seemed as if it would split in two, but then the 
merciless ram pushed inside with a sudden wet rush.

The staring girl felt her mother driven forward by the brutal impact as 
the man's pelvis smacked into her upturned buttocks, sinking his thick 
plundering cock to the hilt with one smooth stroke. Then, without 
hesitation, Hank began to thrust his huge shaft of male flesh again and 
again into the woman kneeling so subserviently before him. Patty heard 
her mother moaning wildly in passion, the sounds gurgling crazily in 
the liquid heat of her daughter's passion-soaked vagina. New waves of 
sensation began to run through the panting teenager as her mother's 
face was pressed hard against her eagerly undulating young pussy with 
each of Hank's powerful forward strokes. That was the final trigger for 
the incredible pressure deep in her belly. It had to go, it needed 
release!

"0ooooohhhh ... oooohhh, Mama! I'm ... I'm cuuummniiinnnggg ...!

Patty's voice trailed off into a choking sobbing whine and then rose 
once more into a thin high pitched wail of delight as ecstasy deluged 
her nakedly twisting body. Intense sensations of forbidden rapture 
swept through her inflamed loins like a prairie fire. She writhed in 
the throes of a sweet agony, harked and tremored, but never let her 
convulsing little cunt lose contact with her mother's wildly sucking 
mouth. The licking tongue continued to shoot blissful sensations 
through her spasming body long moments after the first shattering bolts 
of unbelievable pleasure had passed. Then it was over and she lay back 
exhausted, her eyes fixed on that long thick cock directly over her 
face, pounding relentlessly into her mother's frantically quivering 
pussy.



Chapter 10


Danny Peters was whistling happily to himself as he walked jauntily up 
the driveway to the Edwards' house. He was on his way to see Patty, and 
he could still feel a warm afterglow from their marvelous love-making 
earlier in the day. He was young and romantic and decided that he would 
walk by the place where he and Patty had lain in one another's arms 
such a short time ago, so he headed for the back of the tool shed.

But he never got that far. He stopped short, listening. Was that a 
whine he heard? There it was again. He moved hesitantly towards the 
mysterious sound. It seemed to be coming from inside the tool shed. The 
moon had just come up, and he thought he could see a dim figure 
stretched out in the tool shed door. He bent over the prostrate form, 
feat tugging at his heart.

It was Champ!

Danny could see that the big dog was partly pinned under the door. As 
gently as he could, the confused boy slid the door away from the German 
shepherd's trapped body. Even then Champ didn't get up, but lay panting 
heavily for several minutes.

"What's the matter boy?" Danny asked. He ran his hands over the dog's 
body and felt a huge lump on his head. My God, it felt almost as if 
someone had hit him!

A new fear shot through the boy's mind. There was only one person he 
knew that might attack Champ. Hank Jones! And if he were here that 
would mean trouble for Patty. The youth started automatically for the 
house but stopped when he saw Champ was getting shakily to his feet. He 
might need an ally if there was any trouble.

"Take it easy, boy," Danny urged softly as he helped the weakened 
animal take a few steps. He was encouraged to see that Champ seemed to 
be coming out of it fast. No telling what might be going on in the 
house.

Champ shook his head as he began to remember what had happened. A 
terrible rage swept over him mixed with fear for his mistress. His fur 
bristled again and began to growl loudly as he broke into a shuffling 
run towards the house, picking up speed all the time. Danny was light 
behind him, and as soon as they reached the house he lost no time in 
throwing open the front door. The big dog uttered a tremendous baying 
howl and launched himself through the air at one of the three nude 
figures crouched on the living room floor.

Paula was just beginning to moan in the final moments of her passion. 
Her sweet daughter's liquid passion spread wetly over her face, and 
Hank's huge penis was plundering into her raging cunt like a merciless 
drill. She'd never been so shamelessly aroused before in her life, and 
she knew she owed it all to the wonderful experience of making love to 
her beautiful young daughter. But she needed a cock to quench the 
raging fires roaring unchecked through her loins, so she welcomed the 
hot shaft plunging deep between her upturned buttocks. As much as she 
hated Hank, she loved his virile cock.

The nakedly kneeling young mother realized Hank was close to his 
orgasm. She could feel the bloated head of his massive organ swelling 
more and more with each pile-driving thrust. She knew that when he 
began to spew his hot semen into her it would trigger her own 
explosion; and oh God, what an explosion that was going to be! She had 
never needed to cum so much in her life. And the knowledge that Patty 
would be able to see it all from underneath her spewing loins added a 
lewd excitement to the whole thing.

Oh God, there it was! She could feel Hank's body begin to tremble all 
over as a deep groan broke from his lips. She could actually feel the 
white hot liquid rushing the length of his bloated cock, heading for 
the hungry depths of her cunt. She waited for the first hot blast that 
would set off her own orgasm.

And then the front door crashed open and a wild howl filled the room!

Hank knew what it was at once and jumped up just as his wildly jerking 
cock began ejaculating, spraying sticky white spurts of cum all over 
Patty's face below as his spewing was jerked abruptly from Paula's 
clasping wet hole.

"Oh God, why did you pull it out?" the aroused older woman screamed. 
"Why did you pull it out?" Paula rolled over onto her side in 
frustration, clamping her shaking thighs tight together to try to 
quench the agonizing need deep up in her belly.

The terrified Hank turned to face the enraged animal, his cock still 
spewing wildly. Champ came at his throat, and Hank automatically held 
up an arm to ward him off. The trapped man screamed in pain as the 
snarling German shepherd's gleaming fangs sank into his flesh.

Startled, Danny had stood frozen in the doorway for a second, paralyzed 
by the obscene spectacle of nakedly entwined limbs on the living room 
floor. He was jolted back into action by Champ's fierce attack and 
Hank's frightened scream for help. Realizing the dog was going to kill 
the big man, Danny leaped forward and grabbed Champ's collar and pulled 
back hard. Patty, too, leaped up, wiping Hank's thick white cum from 
her eyes and helped tear the maddened animal from Hank's mutilated ann. 
Fortunately for Hank, the German shepherd was still a little weak from 
the blow on his head, and the two young people were able to hold him 
just out of reach of Hank's cringing form. Champ kept lunging forward 
trying to get at this man who had hurt his mistress, his lips drawn 
back in a snarl and foam flying from his mouth.

With a cry of fear Hank took this opportunity to run towards the front 
door, snatching at his clothes as he went by. He grabbed his trousers 
by the legs, and a heavy pistol went flying out of his pocket to land 
halfway across the room. He didn't even slow down but went right out 
the door, slamming it behind him. Danny released the dog and went over 
to pick up the pistol.

"He won't get far," he said. "A friend of mine told me there's cop cars 
all over town looking for him and his pick up. Something about a stick-
up over in Rawlins." He had turned while he was saying this and 
suddenly became blushingly aware that he was facing two nakedly 
beautiful women. His gaze was drawn irresistibly to where Paula's 
figure still writhed slowly on the floor, three of the fingers of one 
hand thrust up her vagina in a futile search for fulfillment.

"Wh-what's the matter with your mother? Did he hurt her?"

"No," Patty said embarrassed. She had enough experience by now to know 
what her mother was going through. "It's just that she ..." Patty's 
mind hesitated a moment at the thought that had just been born there. 
It would be hard to share him, but after what her mother had just done 
for her, the unbelievable pleasure she had tongued into her ever-
grateful pussy ... Yes, jealousy had no place here now.

"Danny," Patty said in a firm voice. "Would you make love to my mother. 
She needs it really bad. You see ... she's about to cum and can't cum 
without a man."

"Wh-What?" Danny gaped, not willing to believe his ears. Had his girl 
friend just asked him to make love to her own mother? No, he must not 
have heard her right!

But Paula too had heard Patty's plea in her behalf. "Oh, God, yes," she 
moaned, sliding her fingers wetly from her helplessly pulsing vagina. 
"Fuck me, for God's sake stick your strong young cock in me and fuck 
me." And she fell back on the floor lewdly letting her legs fall open 
so that her moistly shining crevice was offered up in obscene to the 
unbelieving boy.

Danny could not move. This sensually beautiful woman, a woman whom he 
had always hopelessly admired from a distance, the mother of his girl 
friend was lying naked on the floor before him, asking, no, begging him 
to fuck her. The tormented boy looked quickly over at Patty and saw 
that she wanted him to do it. With an inarticulate cry the youth began 
tearing crazily at his clothes. In a moment, he was wearing only his 
undershorts, but was having trouble getting them off because his 
already stiff young cock had become trapped in them. He finally freed 
the quivering staff by upping the material, but the torn shorts caught 
around his ankles, and he lost his balance and fell forward into the 
eager arms of the desperate woman below him.

There was no foreplay from either of them. The wildly excited young boy 
rammed his stone-hard member right up into Paula's wetly waiting cunt 
without preliminaries and then began to fuck madly into her hot vaginal 
depths.

"Oh God, faster, deeper, harder," the tortured woman cried out. She dug 
her fingers talon-like into the straining boy's lean young buttocks and 
tried to pun him deeper into her. Danny worked hard, ramming into her 
from the tips of his toes, but all his virile young strength was 
useless against her intense arousal.

"It's not enough," Paula moaned. "I've got to have more!" Never in her 
life had she been this hot, and she was afraid it would take a 
telephone pole to satisfy her.

It was then that Patty got the idea. She knew something had to be done 
and quick!

"Roll over on your back," she shouted to Danny over her mother's 
helpless moans. It was a moment before the desperately trying young boy 
could make sense of her words, but then he rolled over, taking Paula 
with him just as he had done before with Patty earlier in the day. The 
surprised woman was sitting astride him now, his cock thrust up between 
her shuddering thighs. Patty stepped forward and pressed her mother's 
body down flat against her young lover's chest so that her buttocks 
reared up high behind her.

"Come here, Champ," Patty cajoled the big dog. "Jump up on Momma." 
Champ needed no coaxing. He knew by now what it meant when he saw a 
female's naked buttocks waving in the air before him. He stepped 
forward eagerly, sniffing at this new human lover.

"Wh-What's happening?" asked the confused Paula.

All of a sudden Danny Peters couldn't hold back the roaring sensations 
of lust that sky-rocketed through him. He knew what Patty wanted Champ 
to do, and he could hardly contain his excitement. It was incredible 
enough to have this lushly beautiful older woman riding his aching 
cock, but when he visualized what was going to come next ...

"Please lift your ass up higher, Mrs. Edwards," he said eagerly, "and I 
promise you'll get all the fucking you want."

At first the frantically unfulfilled Paula didn't know what they were 
talking about. Then she felt something nosing at her backside, and 
without any warning Champ's hot tongue licked lovingly upward through 
the wide-spread crevice of her nakedly exposed buttocks.

"Aaaaaaa!" she cried as pinwheels of exquisite sensation ricocheted 
around inside her shamelessly writhing body. Then she felt the dog's 
strong forepaws on her hips and the soft fur of his belly against her 
naked ass-cheeks. She had a sudden image of his massive scarlet penis 
slipping wetly from its furry sheath, dangling and dancing somewhere 
close to her loins. But she was filled back there ... there wasn't any 
place to go except ...

"Oh God," she cried in fear. "Patty what are going to let him do to 
me?"

"We're going to fuck you together, Mrs. Edwards," Danny said, a feeling 
of unconquerable power coming over him. He wrapped his strong young 
arms around the beautiful naked body crouching over him so that she 
could not move.

"No, no, he's too big! He'll tear me open back there!"

But it was too late! Nothing could have changed Champ's mind now that 
he was actually straddling this excitingly aroused female. Patty 
watched in awe as Champ humped closer to his prize, his unbelievable 
long cone-shaped penis thrusting forward with no place to go but her 
mother's fearfully puckering anus. Her own vagina began to twitch again 
in hunger as she watched the incredible spectacle.

"Oh ... oh Danny ... Champ," Paula choked out, feeling the animal's 
searing hardness trailing through the widespread crevice of her 
cringing buttocks as the youth's virile young cock fucking paralyzingly 
up into her cunt from below. "Please don't hurt me ... don't ..."

"Just hold still, Mrs. Edwards," Danny said as he thrust up into her 
with his male hardness, sending a shaft of blinding pleasure through 
her. 
"Just hold still and Champ'll find it ..."

And he did! Paula felt the beveled needle-like tip suddenly catch and 
worm its way up inside the tiny dimple of her anal mouth! She sucked in 
her breath hardly in time. There were never any gentle motions from 
Champ, and he humped forward again ... and again ... his huge hardened 
penis grinding into the vainly resisting mouth of her virginal anus 
like a driven stake! Paula could feel the tapered length of his massive 
cock fiercely stretching the elastic rim of her back passage as the 
slippery shaft wormed all the way up into the hot rubbery depths of her 
rectum.

"Aaaaggghhh!" the shocked young mother gurgled in reaction to the 
animal impalement, her head flailing from the pain stabbing through her 
nakedly defenseless body! She lurched desperately, trying to shake the 
piercing lance from her obscenely expanded rectum, but Danny's strong 
young arms wrapped tightly around her waist made that impossible. The 
helplessly trapped woman realized that there was nothing to do but 
endure it, pinioned between the two of them, the man and the dog 
fucking into her two passages at the same time.

At first Paula could hear her own pain-filled babbling from the double-
fucking mixing with Danny's lustful grunts and the dog's deep-chested 
whimpers as they both humped with spine shattering rhythms up into the 
intimate confines of her lewdly expanded vagina and rectum. Only the 
intense flames of passion that Hank's earlier fucking had set ablaze in 
her hotly raging belly made it all bearable.

And then the pain began to lessen to a weird blend of weird 
stimulation. She felt wetly saturated over the whole area of her 
defenselessly exposed buttocks and loins. A new sensation of erotic 
mania crept over her at the lewdly exciting thought of being fucked 
from below by a teenage boy while her own daughter's pet German 
shepherd sodomized her from behind.

Paula felt Champ's long burning hardness fucking rapidly into her back 
passage, pushing the spongy resilient flesh of her anal channel before 
it in soft rubbery waves as it thrust again and again all the way up 
into the hotly constricting depths of her belly. With a vengeance it 
ground into the nakedly warm softness between her upturned buttocks as 
the bloated animal balls slapped hard against the cock-stuffed lips of 
her pussy below. She was impaled to the hilt on cock, and strange 
masochistic sensations began to ripple through her sensuously kneeling 
body at the thought of being so obscenely used.

Moaning and whimpering in building passion, the beautiful young mother 
tried to move with the human-animal tempo of her ravishers, wishing 
there was some way she could look back up between her wide-split thighs 
and watch the lust-swollen cocks vanish up inside her wetly heated 
holes, but she could only imagine the lust-inciting spectacle in her 
own mind. Her full ripe breasts danced beneath her from the twin 
buffeting, their hardened nipples grazing Danny's chest while her 
flaxen hair flailed wildly in the air as she tossed her head from side 
to side. Yes ... yes ... their huge cocks were growing ... ever growing 
inside the wetly inflamed passages leading up into her helplessly 
quivering belly.

"Oooohhh ... ooohhh ... sweet lover. Yesss ... fuck me! Fill me with 
your hard cocks ...!" the lust charged woman frantically begged.

Patty watched the utterly obscene trio with mounting excitement. She 
saw her boy friend's beautiful thick cock fucking with fury up into the 
pink wetness of her mother's insanely squirming pussy while her own dog 
pistoned in and out of the unbelievably stretched rectum like a 
battering ram. Danny looked like he was rifting her up off the floor 
with the brute force of his upthrusts, raising her rounded buttocks up 
to the lewd in-and-out movements of the rhythmically fucking German 
shepherd. In-and-out, in-and-out the relentless cocks drubbed, 
battering the older woman back and forth between them like a rubber 
doll. And she was enjoying it!

The lonely young girl stared covetously at the pair of glistening cocks 
racing madly into her lovely mother's slippery passages. She was 
fascinated by the way the frayed pink edges of the inner vaginal folds 
clung tightly to Danny's heavy cock on the outstroke and then 
disappeared back inside her belly on the instroke. But even more lewdly 
firing was Champ's long glistening hardness sucking the tight coral 
ridges back out of her rectum and then pounding the soft anal flesh 
back in as the handsome animal lunged against her. Oh, God, Patty 
thought, she just had to be a part of this, but how?

She circled the wildly tangled trio once or twice before she saw what 
she had to do and then she stepped over her mother's back facing Champ, 
one leg on either side of the wantonly writhing bodies below her. She 
spread her legs as wide as she could in this position and thrust her 
loins towards the dog's panting face.

"Lick me, Champ," she begged breathlessly, her twitching young pussy 
aching for that magic tongue to lick the passion from it. The faithful 
animal looked up at his beloved mistress and then, without breaking the 
rhythm of his powerful thrusts into Paula's rectum, his tongue shot out 
and curled wetly through the damp golden hairs of Patty's quivering 
little cunt.

"Ooooohhh," the ecstatic young girl crooned in relief. She knew from 
the power of the exquisite sensations flooding through her that she 
wouldn't last long. She was already on the verge of orgasm just from 
watching this obscene trio below her.

Danny had seen his girl friend straddle her mother's back and 
lascivious thrills rippled through his body as he looked past Paula's 
heaving shoulder and saw the humping dog bury its huge head between 
Patty's trembling thighs. This was without a doubt the most fantastic 
fuck the young boy had ever had, or ever even imagined! This gorgeous 
woman glued tightly to his sweating body was the stuff dreams are made 
of. Christ! Her greedily milking cunt was about to sap his screaming 
balls dry. The pistoning dog-cock racing up her anal channel only a 
thin membrane away from his own hardness was about to drive him crazy 
with its insistently pressuring heat against the length of his swollen 
cock-flesh. And if that wasn't enough, his own girl friend stood over 
their locked bodies, her cunt-juice dripping on her mother's back while 
she was being tongue-fucked into insanity by that huge brute of a dog.

As for Champ, he had made a new discovery; these tiny little nether 
holes nestled up between the ass-cheeks of his human lovers! The tight 
heat of the puckering anal ring clutching at his lustfully stiffened 
rod was a new wonder he had never before experienced, and he knew he 
would seek these out by preference from now on. His strong hind-legs 
had begun to tremble beneath him in his humping position, and the 
familiar burning sensation through his loins let him know that it was 
almost over. But first he had to give pleasure to his beloved mistress 
standing spraddle-legged before him, twitching each time his hot tongue 
seared up into her sweetly moistened pussy. He reached forward further 
and gave an extra-hard jab with his tongue, actually shoving it a 
little ways up the girl's quivering vagina.

That did it for Patty! Her straining loins began to buck wildly back 
and forth and she threw her head back, the cords in her neck standing 
out like steel cables.

"Oh God, I'm cumming, oh God, aaaahhhhhh!" she screamed. She stood 
rigidly for a moment on tiptoes, her naked young body shuddering 
wildly, then with one last whimper she staggered backwards, away from 
the still fucking trio and collapsed on the floor in an exhausted heap.

Paula sensed her daughter's spent body sliding away from above her and 
then she heard a whimpering growl behind her from Champ. Passionately 
she began encouraging the big dog, and abruptly felt the bullet-like 
jolts of his boiling animal-sperm shooting far up into her rectum! She 
cried out in sudden abandon.

"Aaaaauuuggh ... fuck me ... fuck me hard! Oooohhh ... oh ... oh God 
... I can feel both of your cocks so good inside me! Aaaahhiiieee ... 
faster ... faster!" the lust-maddened woman cried out ... and then her 
own orgasm started! "Now ... Nooowwww . I-I-I'm cummmiiinnnggg ...!"

Paula felt Champ's scorching jets of animal-cum flooding her rectum and 
bowels in an almost continual stream while spasms of erotic rapture 
rocketed through her insanely convulsing loins. She could feel every 
contraction of the dog's long tapering cock as it rifled its load of 
seething dog-semen deep up into her greedily milking anus.

Then Danny gasped below her, groaning mindlessly as she plunged her 
flaming cunt down onto his towering hardness, her tortured breath 
rasping from her lungs! Her hungrily clutching cunt held his cock in a 
vise-like grip while she viciously ground her hips down in furious 
little circles. His huge pumping hardness began spewing its gushes of 
fiery semen far up into the hidden recesses of her gratefully receiving 
belly. She held his wildly jerking cock immobile with the powerful 
muscles of her inner cunt walls sucking and pulling, her own orgasmic 
secretions puddling with his as mad convulsions enveloped the 
ecstatically screaming young mother ... and then it was over.

For at least five minutes the sounds of panting filled the room, offset 
by the sharp click of Champ's nails on the floor as he went from one 
person to the next, sniffing, licking, his tail wagging happily.

Paula was the first of the humans to raise her head. She looked around 
her in dazed satisfaction and then wearily sat up.

"Patty ... Danny," she called uncertainly, and the naked teenagers 
clustered trustingly around her.

"I-I don't know what to say after an experience like that," she began 
slowly. Patty cut her off.

"There's nothing to say, mother," she answered. "Let's just hope that 
it happens again."

Paula looked at her daughter for a long moment, knowing that the girl's 
innocent wisdom had resolved her problem for her. Yes, she too would 
accept her sensuousness rather than fight it. For the rest of her fife 
she was going to be herself, the way she had been made! She gratefully 
clasped the hands of the two young people to her still-swollen breasts 
while her other hand ran lovingly through Champ's thick fur.

"We need each other," she said simply. "Together our lives can be worth 
living." They all smiled at one another, Danny a little
nervously.

He wondered if he would survive it.


The End