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From: grobert@soho.ios.com (TheEditor)
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Subject: AnmlRtrt "Animal Retreat"

WARNING:

     This story is fiction and should be treated as such.

     The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex.

If you are not an adult or reading descriptions sex stories upset you, do

not read any further.

     I am not the author.  I don't have the talent.

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Animal Retreat




Chapter 1



     Buck lay curled on the floor in the corner of the rustic cabin, 

panting slightly, his long, red tongue lolling out from the side of his 

jaw.  The big black-and-tan hound looked exhausted, and it was obviously 

not from chasing rabbits--because his cock and balls had evidently just 

been drained.  His balls were shrunken between his hind legs and his long 

prick hung along the floor in a soft coil of meat.  The tip of his slick 

red cockhead still nudged out from the shaggy cocksheath, and the naked 

red prick was streaked with lashings of cum.  A gossamer thread of 

glistening jism connected his open pisshole to a little slippery pool of 

slime on the floorboards.

     His prick was still in the process of diminishing, the stalk rippling 

as it softened and the shiny knob slowly retreating back into the hairy 

cocksheath, spinning that slimy thread out as it withdrew.  The big dog 

was spent, but not yet sleeping.  His eyes were open and one ear was 

cocked and his wet black nose twitched with mild interest.  Buck was 

finished, himself, but he was still paying attention to the continuing 

activity on the bunk bed across the room, where Old Blue was taking his 

turn fucking the woman.

     The steady drumming sound of an ax came from behind the cabin, and 

Michelle Warden knew that as long as that sound continued it meant that 

her husband was still chopping firewood and that there was no danger that 

he might walk in and catch her doing what she so dearly loved to do--

getting her ass fucked off by the hounds.

     She had taken on Buck first, for no particular reason, since both 

black-and-tan hounds were equally energetic and enthusiastic and horny. 

She had gotten down on all fours on the floor and coaxed Buck into 

mounting her ass and throwing a dynamite fuck up her cunt hole, while Old 

Blue had pranced around them, yelping, his stiff cock jolting wildly under 

him as he impatiently waited his turn.

     As soon as Buck had unloaded his balls into her, she had pulled his 

prick out of her pussy and moved to the bed, where she was now--for 

variety--fucking with Old Blue in a modified missionary position.

     Michelle's voluptuous body was sprawled across the bunk, her back 

deeply arched and her knees raised.  Her lush thighs were parted wide 

around the humping dog and her creamy crotch was thrust upwards, so that 

her cunt was at just the right angle for the horny hound to pour the prick 

to her.  Her bright-red hair spread across the bed and a blissful smile 

turned up the corners of her sensual lips.

     Old Blue seemed to have fallen into a fucking rhythm with the steady 

drumming of the ax.

     Whack, whack, whack went the ax, as the keen blade shattered the logs 

into segments, and each time the chopping sound cracked in the chilled, 

brisk air, Old Blue fucked his cock into the wanton woman with such vigor 

that he seemed to be trying to chop her pussy apart.

     But Michelle's pliable pussy took all the cock that the big dog could 

throw into her.  The woman simply adored a cuntful of animal prick.

     Whimpering like an animal herself, she met the hound's fuck-thrusts 

with equal vitality and gusto.  As the brute pounded his prick into her, 

she shoved her cunt down to meet him, taking his huge cock balls-deep up 

her fuck-hole, and as he drew back she twisted her lush hips sideways, 

winding her pussy around on his retreating cock and adding torque to the 

in-and-out friction

     "Oh!' she gasped, as Old Blue fed her a particularly lusty cock-

lunge, tilting her ass up from the bunk as his prick plunged into the 

depths of her pussy.

     Her whole crotch was lathered with the overflow of her cunt slot.  

Each time the hound's cock fucked into her, he pumped more cunt juice out.  

The slippery, pearly pussy nectar ran down her jerking groin and seeped 

into the tight crack of her churning ass.

     She arched deeper and clamped her smooth thighs tightly to his shaggy 

shanks, riding him from below.  Then she threw her legs wide open again, 

giving the enthusiastic beast free reign as he wallowed in her cunt gash.

     His red cock vanished to the root in her pussy slot.  His balls 

slapped against her ass, swollen and solid and bloated with a big cum-

load.

     Then he pulled back out until only the naked slab of his smoking hot 

cockhead was lodged in her cuntslot.  His cockstalk was drenched with cunt 

juice, the stuff gleaming like a string of pearls on his prickshaft.

     He fucked in again and a mist of pussy cream hung over her jolting 

pelvis.  Ribbons of the stuff ran down the sleek flesh of her inner thighs 

and a creamy trickle shot up into her fiery-red cunt bush.

     Her firm ass swung from side to side and her flat belly pumped up and 

down.  Her cunt hole was dissolving on the dog's frantic fuck-tool. 

Michelle had already creamed when Buck poured the prick to her doggy 

style, and now she was ready to come again on Old Blue's massive prick.

     Michelle was one of those very lucky women who could come endlessly, 

as long as there was a stiff cock slamming into her fuck-hole--a cock of 

any species.

     Old Blue fucked on, stepping up the pace as the thrill built in his 

bestial loins.  He was yelping and whimpering.  His gleaming white fangs 

were bared in a snarl of passion, his dark lips rolled back.  Dog slobber 

dribbled from his jowls and splashed on her belly and tits.

     The blood was rushing in her ears, her heart was hammering wildly as 

the wave of ecstasy began to rush laterally across her belly and run like 

electric currents up her trembling thighs and into her crotch.

     But she was still listening to the sound of the ax as her husband 

chopped the wood, unable to concentrate completely on the action because 

she knew it would be embarrassing, to say the least, if her husband were 

to finish his chore and walk in and find her getting her pussy stuffed 

full of dog cock.  He might not have understood.  He might even feel 

rather jealous.  She could hardly blame him.

     They were, after all, his dogs.

     But what Dick Warden didn't know wouldn't hurt him, Michelle 

reasoned--and it did her whole lot of good!

     The hound's cock hissed up her juicy fuckhole, slithering through the 

slippery folds like a submarine in a swamp, the fat cock-knob splashing in 

her cunt cream.  He jerked back out, dragging her clinging cuntlips with 

his cock, almost turning her pussy inside out.

     The ax thudded into a log.

     The dog's meat log thudded into Michelle.

     The hound was panting like a steam engine and Michelle was doing 

plenty of panting herself, her big, firm tits heaving up as her lungs 

expanded and the stiff, rosy tips standing out like the valves by which 

those tits had been inflated.  Old Blue yelped.  Michelle moaned.  The ax 

fell again, the solid thud punctuating the softer, moister sounds of their 

frantic fucking, the bunk creaking in protest under her jolting ass as a 

sort of background theme in these sound effects.

     Old Blue was fucking faster now, pouring the prick to Michelle 

furiously so that he was stuffing her cunt hole twice between each thud of 

the ax.

     Michelle figured she had better get the dog's cum-load drained pretty 

soon, just in case Dick was finishing at the woodpile.  She knew from 

experience that once a dog was stuck up her suction of a cunt hole, it was 

impossible to dislodge his cock before it was drained--not that she had 

ever wanted to, for she adored a cuntful of doggy cum.

     Old Blue's hairy haunches were a dark blur as his prick fucked in and 

out.  His long tail slashed the air behind his ass like a rudder guiding 

his stroke and his spine twisted into an S-shape as he plunged in.

     Michelle was really enjoying the fucking and would have liked to 

prolong it, but she knew it would be better to end it in a creamy 

conclusion than to risk having it interrupted by her husband's untimely 

return.

     She began working on the dog's cock with all her skill.  The wet 

walls of her fuck-tunnel clamped around the contours of his cockhead and 

cockshaft, clinging to every precious inch.  Her cunt muscles began to 

milk him, closing in a series of concentric rings that rippled up his 

cockstalk from the hairy root to the naked crown, as if she had a magic 

fist inside her belly, frigging the brute off.

     Old Blue began to howl with glee when her talented cunt hole began to 

really suck on his cock.  He whipped his cockmeat into her with long, 

underslung fuck-strokes, his balls swinging like helium-filled balloons. 

His prick expanded inside her pussy and Michelle knew he was going to blow 

his cum-load at any moment.  She jerked her pelvis, changing the angle of 

penetration, so that every inch of his long, iron-hard cockshaft was 

rubbing across her fiery clit as it fucked in and pulled out.  She was 

ready to cream but holding back, waiting to feel the dog's fuck-juice 

splash into her cunt before she let herself go.

     Her face was twisted into a mask of pure lust, eyes narrowed, lips 

slack and trembling.  Her eyelashes fluttered.  The tip of her tongue slid 

across her open mouth.  The dog-loving woman was in paradise.

     "Come," she moaned.  "Shoot up my cunt hole, you dumb son of a 

bitch!"

     Old Blue was an obedient dog.

     He howled like a wolf and his massive balls burst.  The hot, thick 

jism came rushing up through his cockshaft and spurted from his pisshole 

in a creamy deluge, hosing Michelle's pussy with a steaming load of dog 

cum.

     She wailed with the joy of it.  The dog's cum felt as hot and as 

thick as melted lead as it poured into her steaming pussy.  Her cunt began 

to melt on his prick like a wax candle on a flaming wick.

     Old Blue fucked steadily away, pumping more cum into her with every 

thrust.  Michelle was jerking under him, her ass and hips dancing in a 

wild horizontal waltz as the waves of her coming swept through her.  Those 

sweeping waves came higher and faster together, until they were blending 

into one sustained crest, tearing her loins apart.

     It seemed as if the hound was never going to stop pouring the fuck-

juice into her.

     His balls seemed bottomless, his spunk endless.  The sweet cum was 

spraying from his pisshole in a slimy rope, an unbroken cable of creamy 

fuck-juice that began in his balls and uncoiled with a splash in her 

pussy.

     Old Blue yelped and lost the beat.  His heaving haunches faltered and 

his fuck-thrusts began to fade in erratic fashion.  He missed a stroke, 

fed her two quick ones, then missed another.  His balls were hanging down 

now, like empty wineskins, drained into her.  Instead of thudding against 

her upturned ass, they were flopping.

     His cock was still rampant and he kept on fucking it into her, but 

all of his cum-load had been spent.  Panting and slobbering, he slowed 

down.

     Michelle continued to fuck her pussy onto his prick, working off the 

last spasms of her coming, milking out the last pearly drops.  When Old 

Blue ground to a full stop, she jammed her fuckhole down to the hilt of 

his immobile prick and made her cunt muscles pulse around the load, 

milking the last nugget of cum from his cockhead and ripping a last sweet 

tingle from her clit.

     She flopped back onto the bunk, arms and legs spread-eagled, as if 

crucified by her coming.  Her eyes fluttered and she smiled with dreamy 

satisfaction.

     The dog slowly pulled his spent cock out of her pussy.  Her cuntlips 

collared his cockstalk just behind the naked knob, sucking on him and 

holding his cockmeat in her fuck-slot for a last lingering moment.

     Then she released him.  His slimy red cockhead popped out of her cunt 

like a cork from a bottle.  The dog whined and hopped down from the bed. 

His prick was bobbing up and down under him, still semi-stiff although his 

balls had totally collapsed.

     His prick hung down toward the floor like a divining rod seeking 

moisture.  Cum and cunt juice dripped from the pointed cocktip onto the 

floorboards.  Then his prick snapped back upright again.

     Gazing wistfully at him, Michelle smiled.  She knew damned well that 

a little sucking would bring that formidable prick right back to a booming 

hard-on.

     Then she glanced across the room towards Buck, and saw that his cock, 

recently drained, was showing promising signs of renewed vigor.

     She wished that she had time to fuck both of these horny hounds 

again.

     But then the last blow of the ax sounded, followed by a silence from 

outside, and Michelle resigned herself to having to wait for her next 

doggy-fuck.

     She slid from the bunk and pulled a bathrobe around her naked, 

shapely body to hide the creamy evidence of her naughty pleasures.  Thick 

ribbons of canine cum, streaked with the pearly strands of her pussy 

juice, had lathered her crotch and soaked down the inside of her thighs.  

She drew the flaps of the bathrobe around herself to hide that suspicious 

overflow.  She felt as if her body were glowing inside the flannel robe.  

When she moved, she thought that she could hear the dog cum sloshing 

around inside her belly.

     Shit, she thought.  Those fucking hounds must have poured it into me 

by the bucketful.  If dog cum was lighter than air, I'd float right up to 

the rafters!

     Then, composing her lovely face into a modest and demure expression, 

she waited for her husband to return from the woodpile.  Michelle was 

feeling generous.

     She might even give the man a fuck today ...

     Behind the cabin, Dick Warden lowered the head of the ax to the 

ground and leaned against it.  Wood was scattered all around the chopping 

block. The energetic man had chopped more than they needed.

     He'd heard Old Blue howl.

     Sounds like my wife is at the dogs again, he'd thought, shaking his 

head.  But then he had smiled.  Dick was well aware of the fact that his 

wife was a dog-fucker, and it didn't trouble him at all.

     But it made him awfully horny.

     He stood there for a few minutes, giving Michelle and the dog plenty 

of time to get uncoupled.

     He was a tall, lean woodsman with piercing gray eyes--and a huge 

prick.  That prick was hammering wildly in his jeans now, as hard as the 

ax in his hand.  He figured that he could have chopped wood with a hard-on 

like that.

     But he had a better use for his hard-on.  Dick left the ax leaning 

against the chopping block and headed for the cabin ...







Chapter 2



     Dick Warden worked for the conservation department as a game warden 

and fire watcher, and he and his wife lived year around in the rustic 

cabin. It suited Dick because he was a woodsman who hated the social life 

of the city, and it suited Michelle since she had plenty of opportunities 

to fuck the hounds while Dick was working.  Had they lived in the city, 

she would probably have fucked lots of men, being promiscuous by her 

nature, but she preferred dog cock.  And besides, she had convinced 

herself that by fucking animals she wasn't actually committing adultery or 

cheating on her husband, whom she loved, in her own peculiar fashion--

mainly because he had a whopper of a cock and balls to match.

     Besides, bestiality was frowned on in urban areas and Michelle deeply 

appreciated the privacy of the mountain cabin, where there was no one 

around to hear the loud, howling fucks she so greatly cherished.

     She had no idea that Dick was well aware of her naughty inclinations, 

knowing full well that his wife was a dog-fucker--and not minding, at all.  

If anything, he approved.  But Michelle believed that she had always been 

most discreet, and that no one would ever know about it.

     One thing was certain.  The dogs weren't going to tell.

     The Warden's cabin was isolated at the end of a rough, rutted track 

that only a four-wheel-drive vehicle could manage to negotiate--and only 

then when the weather permitted such traffic at certain times of the year.

     But the place wasn't totally isolated, and for a few weeks a year 

they had neighbors.  Just down that broken trail there was another newer 

and far more well appointed cabin, which the Richards's, a well-to-do 

family, used for their summer vacations.  City folk, they welcomed the 

chance to get back to nature for a while--although they brought frozen 

foods and portable TVs and such things with them while believing that they 

were roughing it and suffering hardships. 

     At the moment, however, two members of the Richards family were 

actually roughing it.  Up that rough track came Valerie and her daughter, 

Linda, on foot and leading a pack animal.  Valerie was a shapely, sexy 

blonde in her mid-thirties, tall and slim and elegant.  Linda was a nubile 

teenager with bouncy tits and a trim little heart-shaped ass.

     And the pack animal that they had hired just happened to be a 

jackass--with a huge prick.

     Valerie was headed for the cabin, out of season, to give herself time 

to ponder an important decision and to get away from her husband, about 

whom that decision had to be made.  She was hurt, angry, and determined.

     Unable to rent a Jeep in the nearest town, she had been so firm in 

her resolve to reach the cabin that she had rented the donkey, much to her 

daughter's dismay.  Neither of them knew a damned thing about taking care 

of a donkey ...

     The reason for this impulsive journey was that this morning Valerie 

had walked into the maid's room without knocking and discovered her 

husband eating the maid's pussy.  The cute little French maid, in her 

frilly cap and lace trimmed dress, dark silk stockings and black garter 

belt, had been perched on the edge of her bed.

     John had been kneeling on the floor, his handsome face busily working 

on her bushy cunt.

     The maid had cried out in alarm.

     John had raised his head in surprise, cunt juice dripping from his 

jaw.

     Valerie had just stood there, stunned speechless by the unexpected 

encounter.

     And then, to make matters worse, John had given her a sheepish shrug-

-and buried his face in the maid's soaking pussy again!  It was 

understandable.  The sexy maid had just started to cream and since he had 

already been caught he had figured he might as well enjoy the fruits of 

his misbehavior.  He'd gobbled merrily away and the maid's pussy had 

melted in his mouth and Valerie had been a very annoyed woman.  She had 

stormed out, leaving him to his cuntlapping, wanting time to consider how 

to deal with his infidelity.

     She had insisted that Linda come with her, despite the girl's 

protests, not wanting to leave the impressionable young girl to be 

corrupted by her father's lack of morals.  Linda didn't want to come.  She 

had an eye for the boys and wanted to stay in the city, expecting to be 

bored silly at the mountain cabin.  What in hell was there for a girl to 

do in the woods?  Poor little Linda was resigned to a week of dreary 

solitude, figuring that the only pleasure she would have would be finger-

fucking herself, while thinking wistfully of all the cocks going to waste 

back in town.

     But her mother had been adamant and Linda had had to accompany her 

and now, as they walked up the trail, the girl was already starting to 

feel randy.  Expectations of frustration had prematurely brought 

frustration to her loins.  She was looking forward to arriving and 

relieving her smoldering pussy by a hand-job, for want of better 

attention.

     Valerie, too, was feeling horny.  She couldn't stop thinking about 

her husband's tongue flashing up the maid's soaking cunt and, although the 

memory infuriated her, it was also making her pussy hot and creamy.

     Like her daughter, Valerie was eager to get to the end of the trail 

and get her hands on her cunt ...

     Thus it was that two pussies were steaming very fragrantly in the 

brisk mountain air as the mother and daughter led the donkey up the broken 

path. That was why their donkey began to get excited as he scented that 

musky aroma.

     Valerie was leading the brute by a rope around his neck.  She had 

been worried about this, having heard that donkeys were often stubborn and 

refused to be led.  But the beast was following her willingly.

     No carrot held before the donkey's snout had ever been more 

persuasive than the smell of hot pussy steaming between Valerie's shapely 

thighs.

     And as he moved, his head turned, soft nostrils flaring.  Linda was 

walking beside him and the horny animal was getting a good whiff of her 

pussy as well.  His balls expanded, swelling up like melons between his 

hind legs.  The hairy gray sheath pulled slowly back and his black 

cockhead came sliding out in a huge slab of slick meat, flaring out in a 

wide wedge, glossy as a lump of obsidian.  His cock hung down, at first, 

flopping from side to side as he walked.  It reeled out, dangling longer 

and longer, until it almost scraped the ground.  Then, his massive prick 

began to swell, thickening and hardening, and stiffening, until finally it 

jerked up to the horizontal under his belly.

     Linda heard the beast snort and glanced sideways at him.  Her eyes 

widened in awe.  She was staring at the biggest cock she had ever seen--or 

even imagined.  His cock-knob was extended to his brawny chest and the 

thick stalk sprouted out from balls as big as balloons.

     The girl blushed and looked quickly away.

     But her gaze was drawn back to that colossal cock like an iron filing 

to a magnet.  Intent on his prick, she stumbled on a gnarled root and had 

to place her hand on the donkey's hairy haunches to catch her balance.  

She felt his muscular body ripple under her hand--and saw his cock ripple 

too.

     Glancing at her mother to make sure that the woman was not looking 

back, Linda started to slide her hand down under the jackass, her fingers 

and palm tingling for a feel of the throbbing donkey cock.  But as the 

brute felt her hand slide toward his pounding prick, he planted his feet 

firmly and halted, waiting for her touch.  Valerie was jerked up smartly 

on the rope.  She turned back to see what had caused the pack animal to 

stop so abruptly.

     Linda drew her hand away just in time, stepping away from the beast 

and looking as innocent and demure as she could, considering how guilty--

and randy--she felt.  She was flushed with excitement, but guessed that 

the flush could be attributed to the efforts of walking up the rough 

trail. Her mother didn't notice the girl's attitude, anyhow.

     Valerie was staring, wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the donkey's 

prick.

     She was standing directly in front of the animal.  His feet were 

spread wide and firmly planted, and Valerie found herself gaping right at 

the swollen head of his cock.  The huge slab of dark cockmeat was extended 

to his chest, almost protruding out from between his front legs.  It was 

pulsing in and out, like an inhaling lung and his pisshole was parted and 

bubbling with traces of pre-cum.  She looked down the incredible length of 

his cockrod, as if gazing down the barrel of a cannon, and saw that his 

balls were as big as melons, swollen with a massive cum-load.

     For a few long moments, the woman's eyes were glued upon the animal's 

mighty fucker.  Then, suddenly realizing that her daughter was present, 

she forced herself to look away.  Valerie was blushing furiously and Linda 

was still flushed.  Both felt embarrassed by the donkey's hard-on--and 

each felt responsible, believing it was the scented fragrance of her own 

hot cunt that had inspired the brute's rampant hard-on.

     Turning again, Valerie yanked savagely on the rope and the donkey 

resisted for a moment, then gave a sort of shrug of the shoulders and 

moved on after her, again following the sweet scent that was streaming 

back from her pussy.  Valerie felt so hot that she wondered if smoke might 

not be pouring out from under her swinging ass, hoping her daughter had 

not noticed her fascination with the donkey's prick.  But Linda, feeling 

every bit as horny, herself, was thinking her own thoughts.

     A few minutes later they came to the cabin.

     Distracted by desire, mother and daughter began to remove the pack 

from the donkey's sturdy back, both of them being very careful to pretend 

that they had not noticed that the beast had a hard-on.  The donkey stood 

steady, docile above his rampaging prick, as if the rest of his body had 

no connection with his hard-on.  But the huge cock continued to throb as 

the aroma of steaming cunt assailed him from both sides.  He could sense 

the tension between the two women, as both feigned innocence and 

ignorance, but being only a dumb animal he didn't understand the reason 

for it.  The donkey didn't know that bestiality was taboo and, anyhow, the 

tension between the females was nothing compared to the tension that was 

twanging his iron-hard prick.

     Valerie removed a pack and took it into the cabin.  Left alone with 

the horny animal, Linda struggled against the unholy compulsion to touch 

his cock.  She was tempted to grab a quick feel while her mother was out 

of sight, but was afraid that once she got her hands on that marvelous 

fucking engine she might not be able to let go.

     Then Valerie returned and Linda carried another pack into the cabin, 

leaving her mother confronted with the same dark desire, wanting to caress 

the brute's cock and fighting against the overwhelming urge.

     Then the donkey was unloaded.

     Well, his brawny back was unloaded, anyhow--his balls were still 

swollen full.

     "What are we gonna do with this donkey?" Linda asked.

     "What?" her mother snapped, startled--because she had been thinking 

of some very naughty things that a woman could do with the big brute.

     "Where are we gonna keep him, I mean," Linda explained, blushing 

again as she realized that her question could easily have been 

misinterpreted.

     "Oh--err--we better put him in the shed out back," Valerie decided.

     She reached out.  Her hand seemed to be pulled toward the donkey's 

cockhead, dragged by the magnetism of his cockmeat.  At the last moment, 

with an effort, she jerked her arms upward and grasped the rope.  She 

swayed, dizzy with desire, as she led the animal around the side of the 

cabin.  He followed her obediently enough.

     Linda stared after them.  The donkey's big prick bobbed lewdly as he 

walked.

     Oh, how she wanted to play with his cock!

     She wondered if she might get a chance during their stay at the cabin 

and grinned impishly.  Things might not be as boring as she'd feared.

     But at the moment she was desperate to get her rocks off.  She needed 

privacy.  She had her own bedroom in the cabin, but Linda knew that she 

always made a lot of noise when her pussy creamed, and she didn't want to 

be inhibited by frigging off with her mother around.

     When Valerie, flushed and trembling, returned, Linda said: "I guess 

I'll take a walk in the woods, Mom."

     Valerie nodded.  Valerie, like her daughter, was eager to finger-fuck 

herself to a frazzle, and it suited her to have the girl out of the way 

for a while.  Linda turned and strolled off toward the pine forest, trying 

to move casually, pretending to be looking around at the scenery like any 

innocent hiker in the woods--but very much aware that her creamy cunt was 

squishing between her thighs with every stride.  She was looking forward 

eagerly to a furious hand-job in the brisk, wholesome mountain air.  That, 

to Linda, was what getting back to nature was all about ...



As soon as her daughter had vanished into the trees, grateful for 

some time alone with her cunt, Valerie went into the cabin.  She didn't 

even bother to go up to the bedroom.  Standing in the big front room with 

the stone fireplace and the horned stag heads mounted on the walls, she 

raised her skirt and cupped a hand over her pussy.

     Her cunt felt so hot she thought it might raise blisters on her palm.

     She tucked her fingers under the elastic of her panties and slowly 

tugged them down, her lush ass and flaring hips squirming.  She stepped 

out of the panties.  They were so sodden at the crotchband that they 

seemed to spread out like a puddle on the floor.

     Dipping at the knees, Valerie bent down and tilted her belly up.  She 

gazed at her groin, really amazed at how hot she was.  She thought that 

she had never felt so horny in her life before.  Her pink cuntlips were 

unfurled like the petals of a fleshy blossom, streaked with pearly dew. 

Her cuntslit had widened into an oval, the darker inner folds exposed, all 

frothy with her seepage.  Her taut clit was standing out like a little 

rosy log in a swamp.  Ribbons of pussy slime trickled down the insides of 

her thighs.

     Valerie was impressed by the state of her own cunt.  She touched the 

tips of her fingers against her slit and felt that taut nugget throb.  She 

slipped her fingers up her open cuntlips, stroking gently.  The folds 

rippled and more cunt juice oozed onto her hand.  She began rubbing her 

pussy slot with both hands, intending to frig off right where she was, 

standing beside the stone fireplace.  But her legs were trembling 

violently.  She thought she might collapse.

     She moved unsteadily to the nearest chair and sat down, her firm ass 

perched on the edge and her long legs parted, extended to the floor.  A 

pool of pussy juice instantly spread out on the leather seat under her 

ass.  Not touching herself for the moment, she craned her graceful neck, 

her blonde head tilting down.  She was desperate to cream, yet she was 

delaying it, lingering over the preliminaries.  She knew that her orgasm 

was going to be dynamic today and the horny woman was savoring the 

anticipation.

     Bending lower, she blew into her groin.

     Her clit flared and her fuck-slot seemed to ignite, as if she had 

blown her breath onto a smoldering ember, fanning it to flames.  She could 

feel the intense heat of her cunt waft up into her face.  Her nose 

twitched as her own tangy fragrance drifted up to her.  No wonder the 

donkey had gotten excited, she thought, sniffing.

     She leaned over her lap.  Her tongue slid slowly back and forth 

across her lower lip.  Frothy saliva bubbled in her mouth.  Valerie was 

wishing that she was limber enough to go down on herself.  Her cunt looked 

so delicious that her tongue felt almost as hot as her clit.  How 

wonderful it would be to be able to eat her own cunt out, to cream on her 

own fluttering tongue.  What a fucking thrill it would be to have her own 

steaming cum cream flood into her mouth, to have the simultaneous joy of 

coming and drinking cunt juice out of her own pussy!  The thought drove 

her wild--and frustrated her, too, because she knew she couldn't manage 

it.

     She had tried often enough.

     Leaning back again, panting, Valerie began to run her hands up the 

hot, moist flesh of her inner thighs, stopping the caress just short of 

her cunt.  Her ass churned on the leather seat and her belly pumped.  She 

placed one hand over her curly cunt mound, the fingers trailing down and 

just lightly brushing against her clit.

     She bunched all four fingers of her other hand together into a 

phallic bundle and began to shove them slowly and steadily up her fuck-

hole.  Her clit rippled violently and her cunt hole foamed heavily, 

lathering her crotch.

     Valerie shuddered and moaned.  She finger-fucked her pussyhole with 

one hand and massaged her clit with the other, her loins jerking and 

undulating.

     She knew she was going to have to cream more than once before she was 

satisfied today.

     Her eyes closed.  She remembered her husband's head, buried in the
 maid's crotch as he hungrily sucked her off.  Jealousy sparked her lust. 

Her hands moved faster, working towards the first creamy climax.  Her 

fevered mind was as hot as her cunt, images and fantasies dancing wildly 

through her thoughts.  She was trying to concentrate on remembering John 

and the maid, but images of the donkey's huge cock kept coming into her 

mind.  It was unwholesome to think about animal pricks while she frigged 

off, she knew--but it was so fucking exciting!

     A rippling wave shot through her belly.  Gasping, she shoved all four 

fingers knuckle-deep up her cunt hole, twisting them around inside the 

soaking tunnel as she frigged her clit furiously with her other hand.

     The peak hit her abruptly.

     One instant she was hovering just before the crest and then she was 

there, her cunt erupted like a volcano.

     Wave after wave lashed through her and spasm after spasm shook her 

loins as she clung to the peak, her coming prolonged. She felt as if her 

whole body was melting, her nerves sparking in a million separate 

climaxes, her bloodstream filled with cunt juice, her mind exploding.

     She bowed down, then arched back, frigging steadily away, milking her 

cunt off ecstatically as the peaks rushed through her in chain reaction. 

Pussy nectar foamed in her crotch and streamed down her legs.  Her clit 


detonated again and again, and each time that it did so it set off a 

creamy explosion in the depths of her fuck-hole.

     A last wild spasm rattled her and Valerie gasped and slid back in the 

chair, smiling.  Her hands continued to move, making sure she had worked 

off every pulsing thrill.  Her excitement ebbed slightly.  But as she 

continued to rub her pussy, her clit began to tighten again.  With 

scarcely a pause, the oversexed woman was working herself back up towards 

a second coming.

     She hoped Linda took a long, long walk.

     Valerie wanted to frig her cunt for hours.

     And then the donkey brayed.

     As Valerie creamed, the fragrance of her cunt got hotter and tangier 

and muskier.  Her cunt juice turned to cum cream and the spicy aroma 

filled the mountain cabin and seeped from the walls and drifted out to the 

shed at the back, where the donkey stood, his prick still pounding.  His 

soft, moist nostrils twitched and flared.  As the scent registered, his 

cock pounded like a jackhammer and his enormous balls rolled between his 

hind legs.

     He snorted and brayed in desperation.

     Valerie heard the beast's plaintive cry.  Her hands shoved into her 

groin.  She remembered how huge and hard and hot that beast's prick had 

been--and, no doubt, still was.  The memory inspired her anew and she 

began rubbing her cunt furiously, spreading the wet cuntlips open and 

fingering her inner folds.  Her clit jumped out, tingling.  Frothy 

rivulets of cunt juice spiraled down the inner rings of her fuck tunnel 

and spilled from out her fiery pussyslot.

     Again came that mournful wail from the beast in the shed.

     And again her hand slowed.

     If it was thrilling to frig herself while thinking about the donkey's 

cock and balls, how much more thrilling would it be to be looking at his 

cock while she creamed!  She shook her head, her mind clouded by desire. 

The image tumbled, but remained.  It was as if the vision of the dumb 

brute's prick had been branded into her brain.  She frowned, ashamed of 

her unholy fantasies.  But shame was a feeble emotion, easily melted in 

the heat of lust.  Valerie smiled, her mind made up.

     She would go out to the shed and feast her eyes on the donkey's cock 

and balls while she finger-fucked her pussy to another dynamic climax.

     It wasn't really wicked, she assured herself.  Looking at him was not 

much more naughty than thinking about him--and that was certainly all that 

she intended to do.  To her credit, Valerie really believed that.  And, in 

case there were any doubts in her mind, she actually said it aloud.

     "I'll just look at his cock," she said.

     Then, as if reassured, she nodded.

     She was no pervert.  She was not depraved.  She would never actually 

do anything with an animal ... she thought.







Chapter 3



     Michelle Warden heard her husband's footsteps on the steps and then 

moving across the porch, and she wondered why his gait sounded so 

unsteady.  He seemed to be staggering.  She hoped he hadn't driven himself 

to the point of exhaustion as he chopped the firewood.

     Then he entered the cabin and she saw why his stride had been 

unsteady. It was anything but exhaustion.

     His hard-on was so huge that the fucking thing was almost throwing 

him off balance.  The front of his jeans jutted out with a great, 

throbbing lump of cockmeat that was threatening to rip right through the 

fabric of his pants.

     He halted just inside the door.

     The two well-drained dogs looked up from where they were curled in 

the corner and wagged their tails feebly in greeting to their master.

     He glanced down at them, noticing how slimy the heads of their pricks 

were and how their hairy cocksheaths were matted with cunt cream.  It 

didn't bother him at all.  He turned his gaze on his wife, and Michelle 

smiled.

     "You got the fucking ax jammed down the front of your pants, or 

what?" she said, with a certain indelicacy of phrase common to her.

     Dick grinned and pulled his zipper down, having some difficulty 

tugging it over the cock-bulge.  His fly gaped open in a wedge and his 

cock came leaping out like a heat-seeking guided missile.  Michelle's eyes 

widened. It was a cock that she knew well but seldom had she seen it this 

big and hard.  The sight caused the core of her fuck-hole to tremble.

     He reached in and hauled his balls out, revealing all of his massive 

meatrack to her gleaming gaze.  Jamming his hips forward, he thrust his 

prick towards her.  It was a truly impressive sight.  His cockhead was a 

huge, mushroom-shaped slab of swollen purple meat, and his cockshaft was 

long and thick and gnarled by dark, pulsing veins as fat as Michelle's 

finger.  At the root of that fleshy tower, his balls were inflated like 

balloons.

     "Ooooh," Michelle sighed happily.

     Michelle was insatiable.  Although she had just creamed very nicely 

on both of the hounds' cocks, she was eager for a cuntful of human 

cockmeat now.

     He moved toward her and her eyes crossed as she turned her vision in 

upon his looming cockhead.  His prick was so long that, as he looked at 

his wife, he seemed to be aiming at her over the tip of his cockhead, as 

if it were a gunsight.  He squinted.  His prick-knob pulsed.  The dark 

veins pounded up the underside of his prick, spreading out under his cock-

knob.

     Buck yelped.  Old Blue whimpered.  The dumb brutes sensed that there 

was more action ahead.  Like their master, they didn't object to sharing 

Michelle between them in a bizarre sort of threesome--and they probably 

didn't notice that the man's cock was even bigger than theirs.

     But, although he didn't mind that his wife was fucking the dogs, Dick 

didn't care to have them around when he was taking his own turn up her 

fuck-hole.  He knew how excited the hounds could get and had a fear of 

suddenly finding himself with an asshole full of dog prick, by mistake.

     "Out!" he commanded.

     The well-trained hounds got to their feet and moved reluctantly to 

the door of the cabin.  Their semi-hard pricks swung under them as, 

haunches lowered, they left the room.

     Michelle hoped that, if Dick had noticed the state of their pricks, 

he failed to make the logical connection.  But his eyes were on her, 

ignoring the animals.  Then she wondered if he might notice the dog cum on 

her belly and thighs and become very justifiably suspicious.  She figured 

her husband might object to taking sloppy thirds after his own dogs.  She 

slid her hands inside her robe and moved them around in her crotch.  Then, 

letting the robe fall open, she rubbed one slippery hand on her trim belly 

and drew the other caressingly up the inside of her thigh.  Cunt cream 

glistened on her hot flesh, camouflaging the incriminating canine cum with 

her own juices.  She leaned back, supported on her elbows.  Her legs were 

apart, her bushy, creamy cunt thrusting upwards.

     Dick stepped up to her.  Folding his fist around the hilt of his 

cockshaft, he tugged back, skinning the cock-knob out in a flaring wedge. 

It was a mouth watering sight.  Michelle leaned forward.  Her flaming-red 

hair tumbled over his belly and thighs.

     Her tongue flicked against his cock-knob.

     "Ummm--yummy," she purred.

     "Yeah, baby--lick my cock," he rasped.

     That was no hardship.  Michelle began to lave all over that succulent 

slab of purple prickmeat.  Her tongue was nimble, sliding and slurping 

around the bulging contours, flicking against the tip, probing gently into 

his seeping pisshole.  Pre-cum seeped onto her tastebuds, whetting her 

appetite.  Her saliva drooled down his cockstalk as she slobbered heavily 

on the crown, her head turning from side to side as if pivoting on the end 

of his fuck-pole.

     Dick's ass tightened and shoved, stabbing his prick up into her face. 

The cocktip bumped against her lips, then slipped into her mouth as she 

let her lips part around the hot wedge.  With his cockhead buried in her 

mouth, his long, thick cockshaft stood out between his balls and her lips, 

like a hollow, tubular pipe linking them together, designed to let his 

jism flow from balls to mouth.

     Her cheeks hollowed in and she sucked, then puffed out as she blew 

down on his cockrod.  She slobbered heavily on his prick-knob and her 

saliva poured down, streaked with thicker lashings of creamy fuck-juice as 

his pisshole pumped it out.  Thick drops ran onto her tongue and she 

savored the delicious flavor.  Her husband's jism wasn't as musky and gamy 

as the dog's cock-slime, but it was every bit as tasty, in a slightly more 

subtle and delicate fashion.

     Her flame-colored hair curtained his cock and balls as she nursed on 

his dripping prick-knob, making little moist whimpering sounds as she 

savored the feast.  Dick grated his teeth and rolled his eyes, his face 

set tight with lust.  Michelle's head began to bob up and down, feeding 

more of his cockshaft into her mouth.  Her compressed lips collared his 

cockstalk, sucking through every inch as she slid up and down on the fat, 

succulent fucker.  Her tongue curled against the underside in a moist, 

fluttering bridge over which his cockmeat rode triumphantly back into her 

maw.  As she pulled up, she wound her mouth around, twisting her tight 

lips in a corkscrewing motion.

     Dick grunted and humped upwards, fucking into her mouth just as if it 

were a cunt.

     "Umpff," she gagged as the swollen wedge of his cockhead clogged her 

gullet.

     She had taken almost all of his long prick into her mouth now.  His 

balls were brushing against her trembling chin and her nose nestled in his 

crotch hair.  She was gulping for air, but held his prick-knob back in her 

throat for a moment, then slowly sucked back up his cockrod.

     "Ummm," she purred, her lips pulling up and turning outward around 

his thick prick as she slurped.

     Dick switched his weight from foot to foot, one hip shooting up, then 

the other, fucking into her mouth steadily.  He placed an open hand behind 

her neck, holding her face on his prick as he fucked his cock in and out. 

His balls swung up and slapped her under the chin.

     More pre-cum oozed from his pisshole, whetting her appetite as it 

slid onto her tastebuds, and Michelle began to suck harder, more than 

willing to let him empty his balls into her mouth and swallow his hot cum-

load.

     The horny woman adored a mouthful of cockmeat followed by a bellyful 

of cum.  Her cunt and her mouth were interchangeable.  Her tongue was as 

hot as her clit.  Whimpering, she bobbed up and down on his long, fat 

prick.

     But then Dick pulled his cock out of her lips.  The knob came out 

like a cork.  Her lips slapped shut, then parted as she leaned after his 

meat and shot her tongue out, lapping at the retreating cock.

     But as much as he loved to have his sexy wife suck him off, Dick was 

in the mood for cunt today, instead of a blow-job.  He knew that the dogs 

had been fucking her creamy pussy, and in some strange way the idea of 

following his hounds up her cunthole really turned him on.

     Michelle looked up at his face from the tops of her eyes, surprised 

that he had yanked his tasty cockmeat away from her mouth.  She had never 

had a guy withdraw from her mouth without shooting his wad off before.  

Her lips parted in an oval and her tongue fluttered out invitingly as she 

made a cunt of her mouth.

     Dick took her by the shoulders and gently pushed her back along the 

bunk.  If he wanted pussy instead of head, that was fine with Michelle, 

who derived equal pleasure at both ends.  As long as she got a load of 

fuck-juice pumped into her, she didn't care what hole got hosed.

     She sprawled out, raising her knees and shifting her thighs wide 

apart. She arched her back, thrusting her juicy cunt mound upward, tilting 

her groin into the fucking angle.  Dick knelt between her legs.  Well 

accustomed to his wife's voluptuous body, he needed no manual guidance.  

Taking his weight on his hands and knees, he pushed his hips out and the 

head of his cock slipped into her fuck-slot.

     Michelle gurgled with joy.  Holding only his cock-knob in her soaking 

slot, he made his cock muscles pulse.  The swollen slab throbbed and 

rippled in her cunthole.

     Her mouth had been like a cunt before.  Now her cunt was like a 

mouth. Her pussylips began to suck on his cockhead and her stiff clit 

rubbed against his cockmeat like a tongue.  He grunted and held steady.  

Her pussy was pulling him deeper, working like a suction pump on his 

prickmeat.  He wasn't humping, but her pussy was dragging his prick in by 

itself.

     Her inner muscles rippled, closing in a series of concentric rings, 

pulling him deeper inch by inch.  Dick groaned with the sensation.  He 

felt as if his long prick was being jerked from his body--as if his hard-

on extended right back into his guts and those guts were being uncoiled 

and pulled up into her tight, clutching fuck-hole.

     She gasped, feeling that massive hunk of prickmeat plunge into the 

core of her loins, filling her pussy to the very brim with throbbing cock.  

Her husband couldn't fuck with the bestial vitality of a horny hound, but 

he made up for it by the length of his prick, filling her cunt to depths 

that the dogs failed to reach.

     He held his fucker buried in her for a moment, savoring the thrill of 

having every inch buried in her steaming, soaking cunt and letting her 

whimper with the joy of having her hot pussy stuffed to the brim with 

thundering cockmeat.  The certain knowledge that a pair of hard, slimy dog 

pricks had recently blazed the trail for him only added a new dimension to 

the lewd thrill her husband felt.

     He pumped his cock muscles and his buried prick pulsed inside her 

pussy.

     Michelle responded by rippling her cunt tunnel on his long cockstalk. 

Her cuntlips were plastered open around the root of his cockshaft, pulling 

as if she were trying to suck his stiff prick right out of his loins, to 

drag it deeper up her fuck-hole, trailing his guts behind.

     His hot cockhead felt like a lump of red-hot iron buried deep inside 

her belly.  His pulsating cockshaft felt like a heated crowbar levering 

and prying at her cunt tunnel.

     His prickmeat was so fucking hot that Michelle thought he must be 

scalding the insides of her fuck-hole--and yet her cunt was every bit as 

hot, like a furnace around his phallic fuel, an oven cooking his meat.

     She began to move first.  Dick was holding steady and Michelle pulled 

her pussy off an inch or two of prick, then shoved back down to the hilt. 

As she pulled away, her cuntlips slurped from his belly and clamped around 

his prick like a soft, pliable wringer, working on his cock, milking him, 

dragging and pulling voraciously.

     "Fuck me--fuck me!" she wailed, frantic for him to start pouring the 

prick to her.

     Dick braced his knees and drew out until only his cockhead was in her 

cuntslot, a swollen hunk of dark purple meat throbbing in her creamy slime 

hole.  Her clit jerked against his prickmeat.  He paused, only his 

cockhead in her pussy, like a purple boulder half buried in a swamp.

     Her cuntlips sucked furiously, trying to drag all of his prick back 

up her fuck-tunnel.  Her lush hips worked like pistons and her firm ass 

churned on the bunk.

     "Feed it to me, Dick!" she cried.  With only her fuck-slot full, she 

was desperate to get her cunt hole stuffed.  Her belly felt hollow--a void 

abhorred by her nature.  "Pump all that big fucker up me!"

     Dick grunted.  His ass shifted.  He fed her a long, slow, underslung 

fuck-stroke, his cockmeat rippling all the way up into her smoldering 

cunt. His cock was buried and his long cockshaft tilted her ass up from 

the bunk.

     He pulled out, then slammed in again, hiking her ass higher and 

fucking his prick in at a downward angle, so that every burning inch ran 

directly across her clit as his cockhead plunged to the depths.

     Michelle met him with equal intensity, slamming her raging pussy down 

to meet his savage fuck-lunges and rolling her hips from side to side on 

the backstroke.  Her cunt hole was sucking and clinging to him so 

tenaciously that he had to really pull back hard to withdraw his cock.

     His cock came out dripping with cunt slime, slippery and steaming in 

the air.  Then it whacked in again, spraying more pussy juice from her 

slot as the tight fitting plunger filled her pussy.

     His balls were sodden with her overflow.  Her crotch was lathered 

with cunt foam.  Streamers ran down into the crack of her ass and down her 

thighs.  Thick, pearly drops splashed in her flaming-red cunt triangle, 

matting the curly jungle of her pussy hair.

     Michelle was going wild with the bliss of it.  She clamped her ripe 

thighs around his hips, clinging to him.  Her heels hooked behind him, 

then parted and drummed on his grinding ass.

     He fucked steadily, his balls swinging in and bumping against her 

jerking ass as he buried his cockmeat.  More cream oozed from her cunt 

slot.  Dick wondered how much of it was cunt juice and how much was dog 

jism.

     "Gonna come!" she gasped.  "Oh, shit--gonna cream--shoot in me, 

darling--come with me--fill my cunthole with your hot, thick fuckjuice--"

     Then he did a remarkable thing.

     He pulled his cock out of her.

     Michelle cried out in dismay, reaching down to grab his cock and pull 

it back up her cunt hole, thinking that he had slipped out by accident. 

The horny woman was hovering just below the heights of sensation, afraid 

that her pussy would cream before she got his cockmeat back up her.

     Dick smiled in a strange way, amusement twisted by lust.  His lips 

squared back from his teeth and the smile turned into a bestial grimace.

     He grasped his wife by her pneumatic hips and slowly turned her up 

and over.  She flopped like a landed fish in his hands as he rotated her, 

turning her belly down on the bunk.  Then he changed his grip, holding her 

by the thighs and drawing her back and upwards, so that her ass heaved up 

in front of his loins and the frantic woman rose up onto her knees before 

him.  He was kneeling, too, just behind her.  His cock towered up above 

the curve of her ass, the stalk all slimy with her cunt juice and his 

cock-knob gleaming at the top like the beacon of a lighthouse above the 

tower, flashing a warning of the rocky shoals that lurked below, in his 

balls.

     Her head was down and her ass was up.  She had one cheek pressed to 

the bunk, her long red hair flowing across the mattress like tongues of 

flame.  And that firm, jerking ass was hiked to the highest point of her 

posture.  This was a very familiar position to Michelle.  Her fat tits 

flattened against the bunk as she wriggled her ass around, those shapely 

thighs tensing and relaxing as the muscles rippled, hiking her sweet ass 

up and down invitingly.

     For a moment, Michelle thought that he was going to fuck her up the 

shit chute--not that she minded.  But his hand slid onto her pussy, 

spreading her cuntlips and brushing against her trembling clit.

     "I'm gonna doggy-fuck you, baby," Dick rasped, his voice tight with 

passion.

     "Yeah--yeah!" Michelle wailed, yearning to feel that gigantic prick 

pounding up her fuckhole again.

     She jerked back, expecting his fuck-thrust.

     "You love to get doggy-fucked, don't you, Michelle?" he whispered, 

his tone silken and strange and suggestive, his hands grasping her by the 

hipbones again.

     Michelle gulped, blinking.  What did he mean?  Holy shit!  Was he 

suspicious?  Did he know about the fucking hounds?  For a split second her 

ardor dulled as she felt a surge of guilt.  She had a terrible flash of 

divorce court, with the dogs summoned as co-respondents, their paws placed 

on the Bible as they took the oath.

     She looked back over her shoulder, her gaze searching.  But there was 

no anger in his face and she saw the head of his prick towering over her 

ass. And the sight filled her with such desire that there was no room left 

for such emotions as worry or guilt.

     "Yes!  Fuck me like a dog!" she cried.

     Dick grinned, as if somehow satisfied by her response.  He nudged the 

tip of his cock into her smoldering fuck-slot and rubbed it against her 

clit, and Michelle wailed with redoubled desire as she jammed back against 

him.

     He grunted and his hips shot out, his whole hard, lean body vibrant 

and trembling.  He slammed every throbbing inch of his enormous, throbbing 

cock up into her melting fuck-hole from under her ass.  His cockmeat 

slithered in and his flat belly slapped against the curve of her ass.

     His swollen balls flipped into her curly cunt jungle.  Michelle 

reached back between her kneeling thighs and fondled those bloated balls 

as he held all of his cock up her, grinding it around in the core of her 

cunt.

     Then he began to pour the prick to her with gusto.  Michelle squirmed 

under him, jamming back to meet him, tits swinging and belly pumping.  

Dick was fucking his prick into her savagely, as energetic as a dog.  He 

was panting and whimpering like a dog, as well.

     He fucked in with an underslung stroke that heaved her ass up high, 

her knees jolting from the bunk.  Then he fucked in from above, driving 

her haunches back down.  Michelle was coiling and uncoiling like a carnal 

spring under him, her sinuous body jerking on his prick.

     Dimly, she heard the two hounds whimpering outside the cabin as their 

sensitive snouts told them all the juicy details of this coupling.

     Then she heard nothing but the pounding of her own blood in her ears.

     "Creaming!" she screamed.

     Dick was with her.  His cock swelled up so huge she thought her 

hipbones were going to jump right out of their sockets around that cunt-

stuffing load.

     She looked back through the spread cleavage of her swinging tits, 

expecting to see the outline of his huge cock pressing a furrow up her 

belly.

     He fucked in, filling her with cockmeat and filling her with joy.  

Her cunt was melting around his fucking prick, flowing so heavily that his 

prick was splashing as the swollen cockhead slammed into her depths.

     "Here it comes, baby!" he gasped.

     "Yeah--yeah--drown me in cum!" she cried.





     Holding his prick by the root, she tilted her wrist, rubbing the 

naked slab of his smoking hot cockhead up and down in her steaming cunt 

gash. She shuddered as the pulsing slab of hot cock brushed against her 

clit.

     Old Blue was going crazy, yelping and whining and whimpering as he 

clung to her haunches.  His whole brawny body was trembling.  It thrilled 

Linda to know how much she was exciting the horny hound, how urgently he 

lusted for her.  And the other dog was every bit as enthusiastic, as he 

leaped around them, his stiff cock swinging.  Knowing how much the dogs 

needed some pussy made the girl hot.  Whatever misgivings she might have 

had about bestiality all melted away in the heat of her arousal.

     She turned her wrist, whipping the head of Old Blue's cock through 

her creamy cunt slot, using it like a ladle to stir her juicy bowl to a 

broth. Then she pulled the cocktip into her gash, plugging the dog's cock 

into her pussy but retaining her restraining grip on his cockshaft, 

wanting to linger over the preliminaries for a while, before she unleashed 

the frantic beast and let him get on with the serious fucking.

     With half of his naked cock-knob up her fuck-hole, Old Blue was 

really going wild.  He humped, but her fist prevented him from plunging 

any deeper.  He growled and snapped his powerful jaws with a click.  His 

amber eyes rolled and he was slobbering heavily from his jowls, onto her 

slender, arched back.  His hind paws dug into the earth and his bushy tail 

slashed behind his haunches.  Every sinew in his sturdy body was snapping, 

every muscle was bunched with tension.

     Linda gurgled with anticipation, jerking her ass and hips under his 

weight.  His cockhead flared wide in her open slot and her cuntlips 

collared the naked slab, pulling and sucking on the hot red cockmeat.

     The hound's pisshole rippled open and Linda moaned as she felt a 

steaming hot trickle of pre-cum run into her creamy slot.  His prick was 

humming and twanging in her fist, the cock-knob pounding violently.  More 

spunk oozed out.  Linda was enjoying this initial foreplay, but his cock 

was flowing so heavily now that she was afraid that the horny brute might 

get his rocks off prematurely--that he might blow his wad into her slot 

before his prick was up her fuck-hole.

     She pulled the rest of his swollen cockhead into her cunt gash.  Her 

wet pussy folds enveloped it, the pink cuntlips clamping tightly around 

his thick prick.  She knew that, with his cock-knob embedded in her pussy, 

the dog would need no more manual guidance.  She slid her hand down his 

prickrod and fondled his swollen balls, releasing him from restraint.

     She squeezed gently, feeling the hound's fuck-juice slosh around 

inside his balls.  Then she drew her hand away.  Hiking her ass up higher, 

head lowered, she waited for the powerful beast to start pouring the prick 

to her.  For a moment he held steady, only his naked cockhead up her cunt 

and his long cockshaft standing out between them like a bolt fixing his 

balls to her cunt.  More pre-cum flowed up through that hollow bolt, 

bubbling into her pussy.

     Linda's nubile body coiled like a spring, her back bowing as she drew 

her ass and hips upwards and pushed her belly and tits back, contracting 

her body.  Then she jolted out again, fucking her cunt hole onto an inch 

or two of dog prick.  Old Blue gave a howl as her pussy slid over his 

cockmeat.  His haunches tensed and he slammed out with a savage lunge, 

burying every inch of his thundering prick up her cunt.

     "Oh!" she cried as she felt her cunt hole fill up with her first-ever 

load of animal cock.  Then she wailed as she realized how fucking 

wonderful that cuntful was.  Old Blue began to fuck his prick into her 

with wild abandon, pounding in balls-deep, jerking back until only his 

cock-knob was in her slot, then plowing in again.  His cock fucked up her 

soaking pussy, spreading the pliable cunt walls as it jolted into the 

depths of her seething loins.

     Her cunt molded around his prickmeat, gripping and clinging to every 

sliding inch, and her cunt muscles began to suck greedily on his fucker.

     Linda matched the horny hound's energy, shoving her ass back to meet 

him as he poured the prick up her fuck-hole and twisting her hips from 

side to side as the dog drew out.  He fed the cockmeat to her furiously, 

his bloated balls slapping up into her cunt bush.

     The dog's cock was huge, swelling more with every fuck-thrust.  She 

felt the massive wedge of his cockhead throb deep in her belly.  He was 

stuffing her pussy to the brim.  As he yanked his hard cock back out, he 

dragged her cuntlips almost inside out.  Every inch of his cockshaft was 

rubbing against her clit as he slammed it in and yanked it back out.

     Linda expected the brute to shoot his steaming cum-load into her at 

any moment.  She was yearning for that slimy dose, too, yet the naughty 

teenager was enjoying this fuck so much that she didn't want it to end. 

She wanted him to fuck her to jelly before he creamed.

     Old Blue thundered on.  Because his balls had already been emptied 

into Michelle Warden a short time ago, the brute was enduring.  His cock 

was swelling all the while and his balls were inflating and pre-cum was 

dribbling from his open pisshole, but he wasn't ready to come yet.  But 

Linda didn't realize that and, expecting the brute to shoot soon, she 

turned her gaze upon the other dog, happily anticipating Buck's cock and 

cum even before Old Blue had finished.  Her face was radiant as she looked 

at the neglected dog and saw how truly desperate the brute had become.

     Buck had hunkered down in front of Linda, his hindquarters lowered as 

if he were stalking a rabbit.  His massive prick loomed up before his 

belly, sprouting in a meaty wand from out of his ballooning balls.  The 

tip of his naked cockhead was all foamy with dog cum.  The thick stuff was 

flowing over the red meat of his cockhead like quicksilver.  Trickles ran 

down his prickshaft and a thread, shimmering silvery, was strung out 

between his pisshole and the ground.

     Linda whimpered at the sight, lusting for Buck's mighty cock even 

while Old Blue poured his equally delightful prick steadily up her fuck-

hole.

     The girl was afraid that the second dog, so sadly neglected, might 

just shoot his wad off untouched, wasting a hot, thick cum-load.  She 

wanted to reach out and caress his cock and balls, yet feared she might 

accidentally jerk him off.

     But then Blue jolted into her with a violent jerk and she slid 

forwards, closer to Buck.  Buck cocked his head, his tongue hanging out. 

The hound had been well trained by Michelle and he knew the sweet 

mysteries of the human female.  Linda's lovely face was lowered close to 

the ground, level with his loins.  Buck whimpered and heaved up from his 

haunches, throwing his front paws around Linda's shoulders--mounting the 

girl's blonde head in the same way that Old Blue had mounted her ass.  He 

shoved his cock into her face.

     Linda, startled, turned her head and his rock-hard prick skimmed over 

her cheek, spinning out a slimy track of dog jism from the cock-knob.

     Holy shit--this fucking dog wants a blow-job, Linda realized, shocked 

by the idea.

     Sucking a dog's cock seemed even more depraved than fucking with him-

-and as thrilling, too!  The thought of having a dog prick in both ends at 

once was driving the oversexed nymphet wild.  Her head was still turned 

sideways and Buck was humping desperately, eager to get his prick into her 

mouth.  He yelped and whimpered with frustration.  The dog's enthusiasm 

was infectious.  Linda's eyelashes fluttered and her tongue slid across 

her trembling lips.

     Buck pulled back and his dripping cockhead slid across her mouth.  

Cum bubbled onto her lips.  Her tongue flicked across and licked the slimy 

stuff up and the girl gave a low moan of passion.  He humped again and his 

fat, cum-loaded balls slapped under her chin.  She hadn't opened her mouth 

yet, not quite sure she wanted to suck off a dog.  His cockhead nudged her 

closed lips, tilting her head back.

     She folded her fist around his cockstalk and held it to her mouth, 

kissing the slippery underside.  She rubbed her nose against the slick 

cockmeat, sniffing, inhaling the brute's musky, gamy aroma.  She frigged 

slowly up and down on his prick and his cockhead throbbed wildly, spilling 

more pre-cum onto her pursed lips.

     Behind her, Old Blue threw a savage fuck-thrust into her and as her 

cunt hole filled with dog prick, Linda wailed, abandoned to lust--as 

frantic as an animal, herself, now.  She knew that she might regret it 

later, when she had cooled down, but at the moment the girl was helpless 

in the grip of desire.  Old Blue heaved an underslung fuck-stroke into 

her, tilting her ass up on his meaty lever and shoving her face against 

Buck's cock and balls.  She gasped and her tongue slid out.  She began to 

lick the damp underside of Buck's cockhead.

     She wailed with joy as the tangy flavor of dog cock sparked on her 

taste buds.  Dog cock was so fucking delicious that it made her eyes 

water.

     Her ass and hips flew in and out as the horny girl fucked merrily 

away, so ecstatic and enthusiastic now that she was actually fucking 

faster than Old Blue was, sliding her fuck-hole up and down on his prick 

like a piston.

     She pushed back on Buck's hairy cock sheath, skinning it back so that 

his naked prick-knob loomed out.  Her tongue glided all over that 

succulent slab.  Scum bubbled from his pisshole and she lapped it up and 

her saliva foamed on his cockmeat.  The beast's preliminary flow was 

whetting the girl's appetite, making her ravenous for the full cum-load 

that was swelling his balls.  Dog cum was hotter and muskier than human 

cum, and Linda was wild with cock-sucker's joy.

     She pushed the tip of her nimble tongue right up into his gaping 

pisshole, tongue-fucking into that cleft as her lips kissed the slimy tip 

of his prick.

     Then she let her lips slowly part, feeding the brute's savory 

cockhead into her mouth.  Her lips collared his slimy prick and she began 

to nurse greedily on that mouthful of succulent cockmeat.

     "Ummmmm," she moaned, adoring the feast.

     Her cheeks hollowed inwards as she sucked and her lips turned outward 

around his thick cockshaft.  Her tongue flashed against the underside of 

his prick-knob.  Dog cum was flooding her taste buds in a steady flow now. 

The dog hadn't cum but just his preliminary seepage was as abundant as the 

average guy's full cum-load.  Linda swallowed it with joy.

     Buck began to hump, fucking into Linda's mouth just as if it were a 

cunt.

     Her mouth felt like a cunt to the dog--and to Linda, too.  Her tongue 

was as hot as her clit and she was drooling as heavily as her pussy was 

creaming.  Buck plunged in, jamming his cockhead back into her gullet and 

tilting her blonde head back on the fuck-thrust.

     "Unghh," she gagged as his fucker clogged her throat.  Then she 

purred as he withdrew and she sucked through every precious inch.

     Mounted on both ends of the girl, Buck and Old Blue stared at each 

other across her back, tongues hanging out and eyes gleaming as they 

shared her between them, working in harmony as two well-trained hunting 

dogs will do.  Old Blue fucked into her cunt hole, pushing her head 

forwards onto Buck's cock, then Buck fucked into her mouth and shoved her 

cunt back on Old Blue's prick.  She felt like a bone over which they were 

fighting.

     Linda didn't know which end of this double fucking she was enjoying 

the most.  Her cunt was sucking like a mouth and her mouth was getting 

fucked like a cunt, and the naughty teenager was in seventh heaven.

     Buck buried all of his huge prick into her mouth, his balls slapping 

under her chin.  Then Old Blue stuffed her pussy to the brim with surging 

cockmeat.  She felt transfixed on cock, her body spiked like a pig 

roasting on a spit.  She felt Old Blue's cockhead throb far up in her 

cunt, then she felt Buck's bloated prick plow into her gullet.  She 

wondered if their cockheads were bumping together somewhere in the center 

of her body.

     Linda was creaming and slobbering, waves of wild bliss shooting
 through her belly and darting up her thighs, while her tongue tingled.

     She gagged as Buck's gamy cockmeat slid right down her throat, 

spilling ribbons of slime into her belly.  Her lips plastered around the 

hairy root of his cock as her cuntlips spread at the hilt of Old Blue's 

cock.

     The hounds were baying and howling as they surged towards the joyful 

crest.  Already creaming herself, her cunt going off like a string of 

firecrackers, Linda moaned and wailed, eagerly awaiting the dogs' cum, 

yearning to have doggy jism spurt into her from both ends at once.

     Old Blue's haunches were a dark blur as he fed the prickmeat to her 

harder and faster, nearing the crest.  She felt his prick swell enormously 

inside her pussy, spreading her cunt walls around his throbbing fucker. 

She sucked voraciously on Buck's delectable cockmeat, gorging on it, 

gurgling and gulping in ecstasy.  What a delightful position this was for 

a horny girl to be in!

     And it was quite a sight, too ... 

     Dick Warden, following the yelping and the howling, came out of the 

bushes and stopped dead in his tracks.  His eyes popped out and his jaw 

dropped open wide.  He shook his head--then he grinned.  His cock bucked 

and jolted up into an instant hard-on as he watched Old Blue's red prick 

fuck in and out of Linda's cunt slot and Buck's big cock fuck to the balls 

in her willing and voracious mouth.

     Why, that's the little Richards girl, he realized.  Now, who would 

have thought that she liked to fuck and suck with dogs?

     And as he watched her plump tits swing under her and her nubile 

haunches jerk and jolt, he realized that Linda wasn't such a little girl, 

after all.

     Dick opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out and observed 

the scene with fascination--and anticipation.

     The scene was coming towards the creamy conclusion now.  Linda was 

already creaming in a wild multiple orgasm, and both dogs were nearing the 

peak.

     Snarling and growling savagely, the two horny hounds poured the prick 

into Linda with gusto, quivering all through their sturdy bodies as they 

neared the crest.  Linda felt Old Blue's mighty prick give a great surge 

and she gasped, the sound muffled on a mouthful of dog cock.  Then Buck's 

cock surged as well, filling her mouth so full that both of her cheeks 

were pressed out at the same time.

     She shoved her fuck-hole back to the root of Old Blue's cock and 

sucked so hard on Buck's cock that she seemed to be inhaling his cockhead 

right down into her lungs.

     A wad of fuck-juice shot out of Old Blue's pisshole like a liquid 

rocket, exploding in Linda's melting cunt.  She gasped and, a second 

later, her mouth was full of foaming hot dog cum as Buck's cock and balls 

erupted.

     The dogs were pumping jizz into her from both ends, filling her up.  

As Old Blue stuffed his prick in to the hilt, the hairy plunger plugged 

her cunt hole full and cum and pussy cream spurted from her slot.  Buck 

was pouring his cum into her mouth and throat so abundantly that, although 

she was swallowing it with great gulps, a lot of the sweet stuff was 

overflowing her lips and running down both sides of her chin.  She sucked 

and swallowed, swallowed and sucked.  Cum rushed up her pussy and poured 

down her gullet.  She was getting hosed so full that she thought her belly 

must be expanding like a balloon.  Load after load of jism jetted into 

her, spurt after spurt splashed into her cunt as mouthful followed 

mouthful at the other end.  The dogs began to whine, faltering, their 

humping becoming erratic as their balls emptied to the dregs.

     Linda, that insatiable nymphet, continued to churn between them, 

fucking her cunt on Old Blue's prick and slamming her mouth onto Buck's 

cum-spewing prick.  The hounds stopped moving and clung to her, panting 

over her ass and shoulders.  Linda twitched and jerked between them as she 

worked off the last spasms of her coming on their spent cocks, milked off 

the last flow of her melting pussy.

     Her cunt muscles rippled, dragging a last slimy drop out of Old 

Blue's cockhead as that hunk of cockmeat began to soften and shrink in her 

fuck-hole.

     She collared Buck's cock-knob in her lips, turning her head from side 

to side as she nursed on it, coaxing a few more precious nuggets of dog 

cum out onto her tongue.  She moaned happily as the last tingle sparked in 

her clit and her tongue gave a final ripple.  Then she stopped moving and 

knelt, panting, between the dogs.  They were still stuck up her cunt and 

down her mouth and the girl was wondering if those sweet cocks might get 

hard again, and cum again, without ever being plucked out of her.  It was 

a lovely idea and she gave her pussy muscles a tentative pull and nibbled 

gently on Buck's cockmeat, hoping for signs of renewed vigor.

     Then a shadow fell over her.

     Linda jerked in surprise and looked up.  Buck's cock was still in her 

lips and as she tilted her head up, she hauled that meaty mouthful with 

her.

     My God, she thought in horror.

     Linda thought that her mother had caught her with the hounds.  But 

then she saw that it wasn't her mother who was standing over her, and she 

gasped with relief.

     It was Dick Warden, that handsome woodsman, grinning down at her.  It 

was obvious that he didn't mind her sucking and fucking with his dogs 

because of the way he was grinning--and because he had a gigantic hard-on 

jutting from his fly!







Chapter 6



     Although Linda was certainly relieved to find that it was not her 

mother who had found her stuck full of doggie cock, it was quite likely 

that Valerie might not have objected, either ...

     Valerie, at the moment, was dealing with a donkey prick as hard as 

stone.

     The donkey had turned sideways and Valerie was admiring his gigantic 

prick in profile, her blonde head tilting from side to side as she slid 

her gaze up his cockshaft.  It was no wonder that a donkey was a sturdy 

pack animal, she thought.  Lugging a cock and balls like that around all 

the time must really keep the beast in shape.

     Now it was time to release the brute from his burden--to empty that 

phallic pack.  She shuffled closer, on her knees.  The donkey brayed and 

his cock muscles twitched, jerking his long fucker up and down.  The 

glossy black cock-knob smacked against his chest as it jolted up.  That 

huge slab of dark prickmeat was smeared with spunk.  As it whacked his 

chest, slime sprayed off and Valerie moaned and licked her lips.

     She reached out, palms upwards, and ran her open hand up the frantic 

animal's cockshaft, stroking him from his balls to his flaring knob.  The 

thick ventral vein pulsed in her hand.  She fingered the underside of his 

cockhead.  More scum oozed from the cleft and dribbled down the big wedge, 

trickling onto her hand.

     She drew her slippery hand back, held it to her mouth and dipped her 

tongue into the slime.  Her eyes narrowed, long lashes fluttering.  She 

pressed her parted lips onto her hand and slurped the donkey jism into her 

mouth.  The stuff was so thick and gooey that it was like having a raw 

oyster in her mouth.  Then the stuff liquefied on her hot tongue, and she 

drank it down with a whimper.

     The beast arched his head around, eyeing her.  His haunches heaved 

and his cock loomed out, spilling more spunk from the parted pisshole as 

he humped at the air.

     Even delivered by hand, the cum was scrumptious, and Valerie began to 

moan hungrily, her cock-sucker's appetite whetted.

     She leaned in and began to tongue the head of his prick.  Her pink 

lapper slid fluidly over the black slab, slurping up his quicksilvery 

slime from the dark cockmeat.  The beast trembled and quivered, not 

knowing what was happening--for the human inclination towards oral sex was 

mystery to the dumb brute--but knowing that it felt wonderful.

     He began humping again, sliding his cockhead along her lips as she 

licked at it.  Valerie began to lap back along his leathery cockstalk, her 

hot tongue sweeping and curling as she licked his prick with great 

concentration.  She flattened her tongue and slid it along the pulsing 

ventral vein.  She worked back to the root of his prick and spent a few 

moments tonguing at his swollen balls.

     His unattended cock jumped wildly.  Valerie was afraid that the beast 

might blow his wad too soon.  The cum-hungry woman wanted her mouth in 

place when the slimy geyser spurted out.  She licked back up his 

cockstalk. Her lips pursed against it and her blonde head pulled up as she 

played his phallic flute.  Her mouth was tingling with the gamy taste of 

donkey cock and the succulent flavor of his pre-cum as she dragged her 

lips back up towards the bulking head of his colossal cock.

     She flattened her tongue and lips against the underside of the 

flaring prick-knob, caressing his at the sensitive spot where the vein 

spread out from his cockstalk into a delta under the huge, throbbing slab.  

Then she worked on up to the tip of his mighty cock, kissing and licking 

and slipping her tongue up into his soaking pisshole.

     She began to open her mouth around his cockhead.

     The woman was dimly aware of a baying and howling from the forest, 

the sounds of a pack of hunting dogs closing in on their quarry, but it 

never dawned on her just what that juicy quarry might be, nor that the 

hounds might be stabbing with their pricks instead of ripping with their 

jaws--as her own jaw dropped open wider and wider.

     For a terrible moment, Valerie was afraid that the donkey's cock was 

too big to fit in her mouth.  She whimpered in frustration.  She thought 

that she might have to just hold her mouth open around his pisshole and 

jerk the brute off by hand, which would be nice--but not as nice as having 

the pounding hunk of donkey prick right in her maw when he creamed.

     But then her lips spread wider around his slick cockhead and her jaw 

dropped down almost onto her tits and, with a slurp, the beast's cock-knob 

vanished into her head.

     The donkey seemed to explode, his whole sturdy body leaping with 

excited joy as, for the first time, he discovered the delights of a 

woman's mouth.  His cockhead ballooned, filling her maw with cockmeat.

     Valerie sucked voraciously.  That mouthful was so huge that she felt 

as if her skull must be distorted around it, her head expanding.  Both of 

her soft cheeks were stuffed full of cockmeat and bulging out wide.  Her 

jaw was levered down and her lips were turned almost inside out, stretched 

over the cock-knob and collaring him just behind the ledge.  The dribbling 

tip of his cockhead was pressing into her throat, but it was too fat to 

slide down her gullet and stuck fast at the entrance, spilling spunk down 
into her belly.  There was no room left in her mouth for her tongue.  That 

nimble pink lapper was jammed against the underside of his prick-knob.

     Her breath came hard, whistling in around his cockhead as she 

inhaled. She gasped and gagged--but kept on sucking his prick, adoring the 

musky flavor of his cockmeat and longing for his cum-load.

     She tried to bob her head up and down in the classic blow-job 

movement, but wasn't able to slide her lips further down his thick 

cockshaft.  His cockhead, by itself, had filled her mouth to the brim.

     She slid her open hands down his cockrod, holding the fat tube cupped 

between them.  Reaching his balls, she began to caress and fondle them, 

tugging them up and down gently, as if she were milking a cow--but seeking 

a far creamier load than had ever come out of an udder.

     As she played with his bloated balls, she sucked steadily on his 

prick-knob, using her tongue and lips and cheeks in unison as her magic 

maw worked towards the conclusion--savoring the meat course and eager for 

the dessert.

     The donkey stood with his legs spread wide, stunned into immobility 

by this new experience.  But then the beast realized that the woman's 

mouth was a perfect substitute for a cunt, that a human female was a 

marvelous, double-ended creature.

     He began to hump, fucking her mouth just as if it were a pussy.  He 

tilted her blonde head back as he drove his prick out and she twisted her 

face sideways as he withdrew, winding her lips around his cockstalk.

     Spunk dribbled from her stretched lips as the fat plunger of his 

cockhead spilled more out.  Her tongue was floating in a sea of slime.  

She swallowed a gooey mouthful and milked more from his pisshole.  She was 

gasping and gulping and gurgling, abandoned to pure bestial desire, 

adoring the succulence of his cockmeat.

     The beast jolted in, his cock expanding inside her mouth and 

stretching her lips out like elastic bands, as he drew near the creamy 

crest.  Valerie was still tugging on his balls, and she felt them ripple 

and swell.  She drew her hands back up his cockshaft and, holding the 

long, fat rod between them, began to jack him off, so eager for his jism 

that she was adding manual stimulation to her cock-sucking action.

     The donkey snorted, tossing his big, blunt head and rolling his wild 

white eyes.  His dark lips drew back from his blunt teeth in a slobbering 

grimace.

     Valerie pumped back on his cockshaft and felt it jolt as his cum came 

rushing up out of his balls.  She cried out in expectation, the sound 

muffled on his prickmeat.  She frigged him again, sucking ravenously.

     His fuck-juice shot into her mouth with such tremendous force that 

the donkey almost blew her head off the end of his cum-spurting prick.

     Her head slammed back as if a geyser had erupted into her mouth.  She 

gasped, gulped and jammed her lips back down against the creamy stream. 

Cum poured down her gullet and washed over her tongue.  The brute was 

feeding the cockmeat to her and squirting more cum out with every cock-

thrust.  Cock spume flooded her cheeks, sloshed through her teeth, 

rocketed against the roof of her mouth.  She was gulping it down 

frantically, gorging on him like a glutton.

     She whimpered.  The sound came out bubbling--her vocal cords were 

drenched.  A gooey wad skimmed over her tongue, another flew straight down 

her throat.  The donkey pumped merrily on as he drained his balls and 

Valerie gulped and gobbled, sucking him dry and using both hands to frig 

out the sweet dregs.  She saw his balls deflate.  She moaned and sucked 

harder, wanting more cum.

     The donkey brayed and stopped pounding his prick into her mouth.  His 

cock-knob shrunk slightly.  With her mouth no longer stuffed to full 

capacity, the cum-hungry woman began to bob up and down, taking a few 

inches of cockshaft in as her slurping lips pushed down from his buried 

crown.  Her hands pulled up and bumped against her lips, then pushed back 

towards his balls, skimming his cockhead and making it flare inside her 

maw.

     The animal snorted and pulled back, jerking his cummy cock out of her 

mouth.  It swayed up and down, lathered with Valerie's foaming saliva.  

Her tongue shot out and she licked up a last thick nugget of jism from his 

pisshole.  Then she threw her head back and let the last mouthful of his 

succulent cock slime seep slowly down her gullet.

     "Fucking hell--what a load!" she gasped, amazed by the abundance of 

the beast's fuck-juice.

     There seemed to have been more of the tasty stuff than even those 

massive balls could have contained.  Now those balls had diminished 

somewhat, but the brute's cock was still standing--promisingly.

     The long cockstalk had bowed slightly, drooping from his loins in a 

meaty parabola and his cockhead bobbed up and down on the end like the 

weight on a horizontal pendulum.  It was evident that the potent beast 

could get another hard-on with minimal effort.  Valerie gazed at his 

prick. It had been too big for her to swallow more than the cock-knob.

     But Valerie's cunt hole was deeper than her mouth.

     And now, her appetite for a mouthful of cock satiated, her pussy was 

yearning for a load!



Chapter 7



     Linda could not think of anything to say, for how did a girl explain 

a situation like this one?  And she couldn't have spoken, anyhow, because 

she still had a mouthful of dog cock.  She looked up at Dick Warden with 

an impish gaze, then let that gaze slide down to his cock and balls, 

making the visual suggestion obvious.  Having fucked and sucked with his 

hounds, she certainly owed the man a crack at her.  And, anyhow, that was 

no hardship.  His big cock looked delightful.

     Dick, grinning happily, knelt down beside her.  Linda folded one hand 

around his cockshaft, holding the long fuckrod by the root, loving the way 

it throbbed in her palm.  His fucker was so thick that she could barely 

span it in her grip.  His prick was, if anything, even bigger than his 

dog's pricks.

     She grasped Buck's cock by the hilt and slowly drew her lips away 

from the slimy cock-knob.  The hound clung to her shoulders and whined.  

Then he hopped down.  She turned her face toward the man, thinking that he 

might want to kiss her, as the first step in the seduction.

     But her mouth was still foaming with dog cum, and Dick declined.

     Linda reached back between her knees and grabbed Old Blue by the 

balls. She tugged.  For a moment she thought that they might be stuck 

together, for his cock was still up her cunt.  But then the dog's prick 

began to slip out.  His cock-knob lodged in her slot for a moment, pulling 

her cuntlips outwards.  Then it popped free.

     The dog humped a few times, reluctant to dismount.  She jerked her 

ass, and he whimpered and released her hips, jumping down from her ass.  

Linda guessed that if Dick didn't want to kiss her cum-drenched lips, he 

was not likely to want to suck her cum-soaked cunt.  And that was all 

right--Linda needed no foreplay to arouse her.

     She swung her head into the man's lap and began to suck on his prick.

     Dick groaned as her mouth enveloped his cockmeat.  He threw his head 

and shoulders back and jolted his cock up into her face.  Then he slowly 

sank over on his back, stretched out in the grass.

     His cock towered up, available for whatever use Linda chose to put it 

to.  She knelt over him, her blonde head tossing as she mouthed his tasty 

cockmeat.  The horny teenager couldn't decide if she should suck him off 

or fuck him.  Being double-ended, that was always a hard choice to make.  

But although his cockmeat was succulent, it lacked the gamy taste and 

texture of a dog cock and, with her belly already full of canine cum, 

Linda decided to take the human cum-load up her fuck-hole.

     She bobbed up and down on his rampant prick for a few moments, taking 

every inch of his cockshaft into her mouth and slobbering on it.  She then 

pulled her lips from him and rose up.  Throwing one knee across his hips, 

the girl straddled his heaving loins.

     "Want me to sit on your cock?" she whispered.

     They were the first words that either of them had spoken, and Linda 

giggled, realizing that fact, thinking how unique this whole situation 

was.  Dick grunted a reply and reached up to grasp her pert tits in both 

hands, kneading the mounds and pulling at the stiff tips.  A man had 

certain advantages over a dog, at that, Linda thought.  It wouldn't be the 

same, getting her tits felt up by paws.

     She squirmed over him, holding his prick by the base and guiding the 

swollen purple cock-knob into her gash.  Cunt juice and dog jism poured 

down his prickshaft and soaked his balls as she poised over his fucker, 

squatting like a flagpole sitter atop his flaring cockhead.

     Her cuntlips pulled on his cock-knob and her still-vacant cunt hole 

rippled in anticipation.  The girl's slim thighs tensed and she began to 

slowly descend, taking his prick up into her pussy inch by inch.

     Dick groaned.  Her cunt hole was like a wringer, compared to his 

wife's well-used pussy, and the man knew he was in for a real treat.  His 

hips heaved and he humped up from the ground, fucking more cock into her.

     Linda pushed down all the way.  Her cuntlips plastered around the 

root of his cock as she took every inch of the long prickrod up into her 

fuck-hole.  She pressed down, holding it all in her and grinding her pussy 

around on the full penetration as she worked her clit against the hairy 

hilt.

     His hands slid down from her tits and he grasped her by the hipbones. 

He lifted, pulling her pussy up his prick, as if he were using her cunt to 

jerk off with.

     His cock slowly emerged, soaking with her juices, the thick vein 

throbbing and fluttering.  He held her pussy on his cock-knob for an 

instant, then let her steaming cunt hole slide back down to the root.  His 

balls jammed against her ass and his long prick pounded inside her pussy.

     Linda began to fuck on his prick, her thighs tensing as she posed 

like an equestrienne in the saddle of his heaving loins.  He heaved up and 

she pressed down to meet him, goring her gash on his cocklance and taking 

his burning cockhead deep into her cunt.

     As Linda squatted on the man's rampant cock, her ass churning and her 

belly pumping, she was once again in a position that was very familiar to 

the dogs.  Old Blue and Buck came slinking up, sniffing at her ass and 

dipping their snouts down into her well-filled pussy from behind.  They 

were on either side of the agile, bouncing girl, lapping at her cuntlips 

and at Dick's balls.

     Both dogs were getting hard-ons again.

     But they were puzzled.  The girl was placed just right for mounting, 

but her cunt hole was occupied, and the dumb brutes were confused.  Dick 

raised a hand, starting to drive the hounds away.  But then he saw that 

Linda was smiling, obviously enjoying the way they were lapping around the 

edges, and his hand dropped back to her hip.

     Buck moved up, his tongue lapping at her swaying tits.  Buck was not 

quite as puzzled as Old Blue, having already been mounted on the girl's 

head--and eager for a repetition.  He hunkered down, then jumped up, 

throwing his front paws around her shoulders again.  His haunches pranced 

as he shoved his prick out into her face.

     Giggling, Linda glanced down at Dick and raised her eyebrows.  She 

knew he didn't mind if she blew his dogs, but thought he might not want to 

share her attentions while he was fucking her, himself--and anyhow, it was 

his dog and it seemed only right that she should get his permission.

     Dick shrugged, not minding at all.  Far from it--he figured it would 

be a thrill to watch his dog fuck her in the mouth while he fucked her 

cunt.

     Linda tilted her head and parted her lips.  Buck humped, stabbing his 

slick red cockmeat into her mouth.  Her lips clamped around his prick and 

her cheeks hollowed in and she slurped on that gamy slab happily.

     "Ummmm--yummy," she purred.

     Buck's hind paws scrambled on the ground as he fucked his cock into 

her mouth, his haunches heaving.  His balls swung in and out over his 

master's upturned face.  The dog dragged Linda forwards as he fucked his 

cock in and out of her face.  She was riding on Dick's towering prick as 

she blew the hound, taking a cuntful, then a mouthful.

     And Old Blue was howling in frustration, his cock surging with 

readiness, but neglected.  He ran his wet tongue up through Linda's 

crotch, lapping at Dick's balls on the way, then slurped up the crack of 

her ass and dipped into her asshole.  She wriggled back against his muzzle 

as she fucked her cunt onto Dick's cock and sucked Buck with moist, hungry 

whimpers.

     Then, acting on pure instinct, Old Blue sprang up onto Linda's ass, 

mounting her in the dog-fucking fashion and clinging tight.

     He humped, stabbing his tormented cockhead down into her crotch.  But 

Linda's cunt was full.  The dog's slick red cock bounced off the root of 

Dick's prick.  The beast yelped and humped again, frantically, confounded 

by her blocked pussy.  Again his cock-knob rebounded.  This time, as his 

spine twisted inwards, his long prick slid up through the tight crack 

between the cheeks of the girl's grinding ass.

     The smoking hot cocktip nudged her shit hole.

     "Ohhhhh!" Linda gasped, her eyes opening wide.  Old Blue was wedging 

his cockhead into her asshole, having discovered a new possibility.  

"Jeez--your fucking dog is trying to get his cock up my asshole," she 

rasped.

     "Want--me--to--stop--him?" Dick panted, fucking into her cunt as if 

to punctuate his words.

     Linda hesitated for a moment.  She felt the dog's fat cock-knob flare 

in her shit chute.  She smiled.

     "Don't you dare stop him!" she cried.

     The very idea of having all three of her holes stuffed at the same 

time was driving the naughty girl crazy.  She reached back and grasped Old 

Blue's prick halfway up the shaft and began to tug his flaring cockhead up 

into the tight slot of her asshole.  The dog whined and humped through her 

fist.  His cock pushed against her ass ring.  That tiny bud fluttered and 

rippled, parting slowly.  Her shit ring was already moistened by dog 

slobber.  And now a few drops of slippery slime spilled from his pisshole, 

into that slot, lubricating the passage more.  The tip of his pointed 

cock-knob forced itself into her asshole.  Linda shoved her ass back to 

meet the dog's cock, as eager for an asshole full of cockmeat as the dog 

was to shove it up her tight ass.

     But his cockhead was jammed in the tight bud, only the tip 

penetrating. Linda pushed her pussy down to the root of Dick's upright 

fucker, holding it buried in her loins.  She gulped on the other dog's 

prick deep in her mouth and nursed on it.  Her nubile body was trembling 

violently as she braced herself on those cocks and reached back behind her 

ass with both hands.  She rubbed her thumb against the head of Old Blue's 

prick, getting it sticky.  Then she worked the slime into her shit hole 

while she grasped him with the other hand and tugged his cockhead into her 

moistened asshole.

     With his cock-knob embedded, Old Blue began to pound away, fucking 

his prick a tiny bit deeper with every frantic thrust.  Linda felt his 

cock delve into her shit track, inching up into her ass guts.  She gurgled 

onto a mouthful of dog prick and squirmed on a cuntful of Dick's big 

fucker, wriggling back against Old Blue's stiff cock.

     Blue's cockhead was the fattest part of his long, iron-hard prick.  

Inch by inch, it was blazing a trail up into her ass.  Linda squealed as 

she felt the thick fuck-tool probing deeper and deeper.  Her ass tunnel 

spread out, adjusting to the bulk of his massive cock, the tight ass walls 

rippling and dragging his cockmeat deeper.  It felt as if she were taking 

a shit in reverse.

     The big dog plunged hard against her and his prick vanished up her 

ass. She wailed as his cockhead flared in her ass guts, The dog clung 

tightly to her haunches, his cock buried to the hilt and his swollen balls 

jammed down against his master's balls.

     Linda began to jerk her ass in and out and to swing it from side to 

side.  Old Blue held all of his cock in her for a moment, yelping and 

growling as her shit chute sucked greedily on the load.  The inner rings 

of her asshole fluttered around his swollen prick, pulling and dragging.

     Old Blue braced and began to fuck in and out, pulling his cock back 

until only the flaring crown was in her asshole, then fucking in balls 

deep again.  Linda met him, her ass and hips jolting in counterpoint.  As 

she fucked her asshole on the brute's big prick, she was sliding her fuck-

hole up and down on Dick's towering fuckrod again.  Her ass filed with dog 

prick, then her pussy was stuffed with human prick.  Separated only by the 

thin membrane that divided her twin tracks, those throbbing cocks passed 

inside her belly like trains moving through a dark tunnel.

     She swallowed Buck's prick right down her gullet, feeling his slime 

dribble down into her belly.  Buck began to fuck his cock in and out 

through the caressing collar of her lips, joining in the three-way 

plunging action with joyful yelps.

     Linda felt like a pincushion.  She was bristling like a hedgehog, 

spiked full of pricks.  A massive cock fucked up her cunt tunnel, pulled 

out as another fucked into her ass guts, driving into her so far it seemed 

to be trying to meet the other cock that was sliding down into her mouth.

     Her cock-hungry mouth slobbered, her shit hole convulsed, and her 

pussy spilled out cream with a squishing sound.  The girl's mind reeled, 

dizzy with lust.  She could hear those hot pricks hissing into her.  She 

thought that she could even hear the rushing sound her cunt juice made as 

it flowed.  Old Blue's cockhead was splashing as it slammed up into her 

ass guts, as if the dog were giving her an enema.  Her guts dissolved.  

She gulped down her own saliva, tainted by the tangy taste of dog cock, 

gorging on the succulent mouthful of cum that bubbled from his cock-knob. 

She swallowed it down into her belly, wondering if the stuff was blending 

with the jism that was oozing from Old Blue's gut-stuffer.

     The dogs were panting and slobbering as they clung to her ass and 

shoulders, and Dick's breath whistled from his mouth as he arched deeply 

under her, nearing the crest.  She felt all three pricks swell alarmingly 

and wailed with horny glee, knowing that she was about to have her wildest 

dreams fulfilled--to have all three holes creamed at the same time.

     Dick groaned.  The hounds howled.  Time was suspended for an eternal 

instant.  Then all three of those huge cocks went off like an artillery 

barrage.

     A geyser of jism erupted in her fuck-hole, jets of jism exploded in 

her ass guts and thick streams of dog cum cascaded down her gullet.  Linda 

was knocked about on those three opposite tides.  Her body was being 

pumped full from both ends and her pussy was hosed full.  She felt her 

body cavities flood with hot, thick cum, felt it slosh around in her guts 

and swirl in her creaming cunt.

     Coming in a series of violent spasms, the lust-crazed girl worked on 

all three cum-squirting cocks, milking them to the bone.  She sucked the 

slime out of Buck's pisshole, her shit chute pulled load after load from 

Blue, and her melting cunt hole dragged the foaming cum out of Dick's cock 

and balls.  Her whole nubile body was being flooded.  She felt as if her 

vital organs must be floating in jism, her belly turned into a scum bucket 

and filled to overflowing.

     Dick collapsed under her with a gasp.  Buck shoved his cockmeat down 

her throat and spilled out a last spurt, and Old Blue pounded into her ass 

as his terminal spurt of cum gushed out.

     The intricate fucking machine ground slowly to a halt, running out of 

fuel.  Linda jerked and squirmed between them, working off her creamy 

climax to the dregs, sucking a last fat nugget from Buck, coaxing a final 

trickle from Old Blue, squeezing a drop out of Dick's pisshole.  The dogs, 

flanks heaving, loins drained, clung to her for a moment, then pulled 

their spent cocks out of her mouth and asshole.  They hopped down, 

staggering away, exhausted.

     Linda was still squatting on Dick's cock and she squirmed around on 

it a bit, hoping it might be good for another fuck.  But that big cock 

began to collapse, his balls already deflated and the long stalk starting 

to shrink inside her flooded cunt.

     With a wistful sigh, the insatiable nymphet pulled her pussy off his 

prick and crawled from his loins.  His eyes were closed, and his chest 

heaved with labored breath.  His cock stood for a moment, then flopped 

down, bouncing from his trembling thigh.

     On her hands and knees, she felt cum dribbling out of her asshole and 

trickling down into the stream that was gushing from her cunt, like two 

rivers converging at a fork.  Dog cum was running down her chin, and Linda 

turned her head, looking at all three of her lovers in turn.  But they
 were finished.  She grinned wryly at her own insatiable appetites.  How 

could she want more than she had already had?  Full of cum, she knew that 

she was simply being greedy.  She'd already had enough fucking to last a 

normal girl for a week, she figured.

     Then, too--there was the donkey!

     Now that Linda had been introduced to the joys of animal cocks, the 

naughty girl was more eager than ever to get her hands on that donkey's 

prick.

     And she was sure that the donkey would still be horny, not for a 

moment imagining that her mother was already taking care of that sweet 

task ...







Chapter 8



     Swallowing the donkey's cum-load had made Valerie so horny that her 

cunt felt as if it was going to burst into flames.  The beast had creamed 

her very nicely with his tongue and muzzle, but her satisfaction had not 

lasted.  And now, having gorged on his cockmeat, the oversexed woman felt 

that she simply had to get fucked by that massive prick.

     She stared at his cock and balls and shuddered.  His fucker was so 

huge that it was intimidating.  Still, the cock-knob had fit in her mouth 

and she knew damned well that her pussy was more pliable than her lips--

and hungrier, as well.  Her loins felt hollow and yearning to be full.  

Valerie was trembling like a virgin about to lose her cherry.  In a way, 

that was sort of true, she thought.  Because that giant donkey prick was 

going to plunge deeper up her cunt hole than any cock had gone before, 

into virgin territory, deflowering the parts that lesser cocks could not 

reach.

     She was panting.  Her hot breath wafted over the head of the beast's 

prick and that mighty shaft began to pulse and pump.  His prick snapped 

upwards.  It had softened only slightly after he'd come in her mouth, and 

now his cock was jolting back to a hard-on.

     Her eyes glued to his prick as if she were mesmerized, Valerie slowly 

sank back onto her heels, then dropped back onto the floor.  She bridged 

under the brute.  Her head and shoulders were braced on the floor, her 

feet were planted firmly and her ass was shoved up into the air so that 

her foaming cunt was on a level with the donkey's cockhead.

     The animal dropped his head and his tongue slurped at her stiff-

tipped tits and slid up through her deep cleavage.  His prick loomed out 

over her belly.  He humped, stabbing his cock out, but approaching an inch 

or two above the target.  The slick slab of his cockhead rustled through 

her blonde cunt bush and skimmed on up her arched belly, nudging the 

underside of her fat tits.

     He drew back, spinning out a shiny trail of spunk along her belly. 

Valerie shoved her ass up higher and, when the excited brute humped again, 

the head of his prick slammed into her crotch.  He shoved her back.  His 

huge slab flared in her fuck-slot and Valerie frantically whipped her hips 

about, grinding her pussy gash against the slimy tip of his cock.

     Cum spilled from his gaping pisshole, dribbling into her cunt slit 

and adding to the lubrication of her cunt cream.  Her pink pussylips 

rippled and parted.  The wet folds unrolled over the tip of his cock-knob. 

Snorting, the creature pushed against her pussy, wedging an inch of 

cockhead in through those parted cuntlips, working into her creamy bowl 

past the unfurled rim.  Her pink cuntlips pulled on his black cockmeat.  

The big wedge flared, spreading her slot wider.  As he shoved against her, 

Valerie pushed her pelvis up to meet him.  His oozing prick-knob was stuck 

in her cunt gash.  She churned against him, whimpering with need, and the 

beast plunged against her again.  He bellowed and Valerie gasped--and his 

enormous cockhead squeezed into her fiery fuck-hole.  His cock-knob was 

buried and her cuntlips collared his leathery prick just behind the 

swollen slab.

     Valerie was suspended on the end of the donkey's looming hard-on.  

The beast worked his cock muscles and her ass bobbed up and down on the 

end of his prick.  For a moment, she was afraid that her cunt could hold 

no more--that, like her mouth, her pussy could contain only the head of 

his cock.  Her partially empty fuck-hole was pulsing with need.  Desperate 

to be totally stuffed, the woman whipped her loins against him savagely.  

She was screwing her cunt hole down onto his prickshaft.

     His cockhead inched deeper.  Slowly and steadily, that huge hunk of 

prickmeat slithered up into her fuck-tunnel.  Her elastic cunt walls 

spread out to accommodate his bulk, molding themselves around the contours 

of his prick and stretching out wider than they had ever been before.  The 

animal humped and his prick fucked deeper.  The flaring cockhead forged a 

passage and the cockrod followed, venturing into unknown territory.

     His cockhead was already deeper than any prick had ever gone up her 

pussy, and still a good foot of cockshaft was sticking out between his 

balls and her cunt.  With a lurch the donkey bottomed out.  His cock-knob 

thumped solidly in the depths of her cunt and could fuck no deeper. 

Valerie felt so full of cockmeat that she thought she could taste it--

thought that, when he shot his wad, his cum would come spurting out of her 

mouth.  His prick jerked and she swayed up and down on it.  She was 

stuffed to the max with hard cock and almost a foot of cockshaft still 

remained unsheathed--but there was no room for more cock, no place for it 

to go. Her hungry cunt was now gloriously gorged, crammed completely full 

of hot beautiful cock.

     The donkey held that full penetration for a moment, with his buried 

cock throbbing inside her pussy.  She felt as if he were pumping her up, 

inflating her belly on his big valve.  She twisted her hips, grinding her 

cunt hole around on his prick, eager for the brute to start fucking into 

her.

     Then the donkey pulled back.

     But his cock was wedged up her cunt so tightly that, instead of 

withdrawing, he merely hauled her loins back on his cockshaft.  He thrust 

out and jerked back again, and his prick refused to slide in and out.  He 

was stuck fast!

     Valerie moaned in frustration.  It was lovely to have her pussy so 

full of cockmeat, but she was longing to feel that gigantic cunt-stuffer 

sliding in and out in the fucking rhythm.  She shoved against the floor 

with her feet and shoulders, trying her best to keep her loins in position 

so that the donkey's cock could draw out and slam back in--and failed. Her 

whole body was dragged on his cock as he heaved.

     Well, at least she could cream on that cuntful, she figured.  But 

then she had another thought: Could the donkey get his rocks off, without 

the customary, sliding friction?

     And if he couldn't--she gulped in panic--how would they uncouple?  

She had a terrible idea that she might be stuck on the donkey's cock for 

hours! That she might still be impaled on his cock when her daughter 

returned!

     Valerie began to thrash wildly, dismayed by the possibility.  She 

clamped her smooth thighs around his colossal cock, holding him tightly, 

as she tried to jam her cunt hole up and down on the end of it.  But still 

he did not budge.  His cockhead was in the very depths of her pussy, most 

of his cockstalk was lodged in her fucktunnel, but she could not slide a 

single inch!

     Valerie realized she was in serious trouble.

     But help was at hand ...



*    *    *



     Dick Warden was sprawled out, semi-conscious in the aftermath of his 

coming.  And the two hounds were panting, curled up on the ground, their 

balls empty and their pricks retracting slowly back into their cock 

sheaths.

     Linda looked them over and, finding no signs of renewed vitality, 

turned and ran back the way she had fled when the dogs had pursued her. 

Tits jiggling and bare ass flashing, she returned to the stream and 

gathered up her clothing.  She left her sodden panties there, thinking 

that the doggies might want a little snack on their way home.  She carried 

her blouse and jeans in her arms, figuring there was no point in getting 

dressed yet, since she intended to pay a visit to the barn.  She knew that 

the donkey was going to be spewing cum all over the place when she jacked 

him off, and there was no sense in getting her clothing all soaked.  She 

hurried back along the path, and when she came to the clearing, she hid in 

the bushes and looked out at the cabin to make sure that there was no sign 

of her mother.  Supposing the woman was in the cabin, the naughty girl 

headed straight for the shed.

     She heard the donkey snorting, and she grinned.

     The poor, neglected beast must know I'm coming, she thought, very 

much aware that her steaming cunt was scenting the air with her excited 

fragrance.

     Linda stepped into the barn--and stopped dead.

     "Holy shit!" she gasped.

     She was staring at an incredible scene.  There was her sexy mother, 

naked and bridged under the donkey, with the beast's massive cock stuck 

fast up her cunt hole!  Valerie was jerking and churning on his cockmeat, 

desperately trying to get the action started.  Linda identified the 

problem instantly.  The look of amazement faded from her lovely face and 

the nubile teenager smiled lasciviously.

     "Fucking the donkey, huh, Mom?" she said.

     Valerie's head snapped back and, her neck bridged, she looked at her 

daughter, seeing the girl upside down.  She blushed and gasped.  Her lips 

moved but no words came out.  What could a mother say to her daughter at a 

time like this?



     Linda moved closer, staring at her mother's crotch.  The woman's rosy 

cuntlips were stretched wide around the donkey's throbbing cockstalk and 

cunt juice was streaming down her crotch and soaking into the crack of her 

ass--and Linda envied her mother.  She wanted her own cunt stuffed full of 

the donkey's cock.  And she saw quite obviously that the beast was going 

to have to come into Valerie, before he would be able to pull his prick 

out--and let Linda have a go at it.

     "What-what a-are-" stammered Valerie, expecting the girl to be 

shocked and disgusted.  But then she saw that Linda was smiling 

approvingly.

     "Looks like you need some help, Mom,"

     Valerie wailed in disbelief.

     "Stuck tight, isn't he?" Linda giggled.  "I guess I better give you a 

hand."

     Naked, Linda knelt down beside her mother.  Valerie bobbed up and 

down helplessly, transfixed on donkey cock.  The donkey--not aware that 

bestiality was taboo, being only a dumb animal--continued to hump.  Linda 

grasped his cockshaft between both hands, holding the thick cockrod just 

where it came sprouting out from her mother's crotch.  She began to tug, 

push-pulling on his prick, trying to get the sliding action started.  She 

leaned over her mother's belly, her blonde hair tumbling down, her 

fascinated gaze fixed on Valerie's cock-stuffed cunt.  Her plump tits 

bobbed.  She was still smiling, but her sensual lips were trembling now.

     Linda felt no need to be inhibited.  With a mother that fucked 

donkeys, why be shy?

     "You aren't wet enough," she lied--for how could a cunt get any 

wetter than Valerie's overflowing gash?

     Her face ducked down.  Her lips parted wide and Linda began to 

slobber against her mother's cunt.  Her saliva flowed over Valerie's taut 

clit and trickled around the donkey's cockshaft.  Her tongue slid around, 

lapping at Valerie's stretched cuntlips, slurping on the animal's 

cockstalk, flicking against the woman's fiery clit.  Her hands continued 

to tug on the brute's prick as she ground her head around in the coupling.

     The girl raised her head, the whole lower half of her pretty face 

drenched with glistening slime.

     "I can't get the fucker moving," she whispered.  "I can't get a good 

grip from the side." Her eyes were taunting as she glanced up at her 

mother's panic-stricken face.  "I guess I'll have to kneel over you, Mom."

     She lifted one knee and slid it across, straddling her mother's 

arched torso.  Her streaming cunt hovered just over Valerie's face.  Juice 

was running down the girl's sleek thighs and her crotch was lathered. 

Valerie's head moved up towards that creamy cunt automatically, her neck 

craning and her mouth watering.

     Linda squirmed, hauling on the donkey's cockshaft with both hands.  

As she pulled back, her ass slid lower and her cunt was poised just over 

her mother's upturned face.  The girl's cuntlips were open wide and cream 

spiraled down the folds.  Valerie's tongue pushed out.

     Linda braced herself, her thighs rippling.  She gave the donkey's 

prick a jerk--and her cunt slid back onto Valerie's face.  Valerie's 

tongue shot out, flicking her daughter's clit, then sliding up her cunt 

slot.

     "Oooooh--that's nice, Mom," the girl purred.

     She ground her ass about, working her pussy against Valerie's eager 

mouth.  Valerie whimpered as delicious cunt juice soaked her tongue.  Her 

hands rose up and she cupped her daughter around the cheeks of her ass, 

drawing the girl's pussy tighter to her face.  Her head tilted back as if 

she were draining that hairy goblet to the dregs.

     She had been using only her tongue, to begin with.  Now Valerie 

clamped her parted lips to Linda's fuck-slot and began to suck 

voraciously.  Her mouth filled with cum-cream.  She gulped and gurgled 

with the joy of it. Her daughter's pussy was the most delicious thing she 

had ever tasted, and if it was naughty to suck off the girl, it was all 

the more thrilling because of it.  The woman had gone suck crazy.  With a 

cuntful of donkey cock, Valerie was wild with lust.

     Her lips were clamped over Linda's cunt slot like a suction cup to a 

drain.  As she mouthed the soaking cunt hole, she tongue-fucked in and 

out. Linda wriggled and squealed in ecstasy.  Her own head bobbed down 

into Valerie's crotch again and she began to suck on her mother's clit.  

The donkey's cockshaft pulsed in Linda's lips--and now, as Valerie's cunt 

hole got even hotter and juicier, that huge meaty plunger finally began to 

slide in and out!

     An inch of cockshaft pulled out of Valerie's pussy, dragging her 

cuntlips with it.  Then another inch, and another.  The frantic beast 

jerked hard and all of his cockrod came out, lathered with her cunt cream.  

His swollen prick-knob flared in her pussy slot.  Linda gasped and tongued 

the succulent slab, lapping her mother's cunt juice from the donkey's 

black cockmeat.  Then he lunged back in, fucking most of his cock into 

her. Linda's nimble tongue slid up into her mother's fuck-tunnel alongside 

the animal's thundering prick.  His balls swung in and out like the dewlap 

of a rutting moose as he fell into the rhythm, pouring the prick into 

Valerie with gusto.  His cockmeat slid across Linda's lips and over her 

flashing tongue and vanished up her mother's fuck-hole.

     "Ooooh--he's fucking you, Mom!" the girl wailed, her words muffled in 

Valerie's crotch.

     But Valerie was well aware of that.  She was slamming her ass and 

hips down to meet the donkey's bestial fuck-lunges and sucking her 

daughter's pussy voraciously.  She didn't know which she enjoyed more.  

Her tongue was as fiery as her clit now--and Linda's tongue was adding 

another dimension to the thrill.  Valerie held Linda by the ass and tilted 

her groin up and drank from her flowing cunt.  Linda licked up and down 

the donkey's cockstalk for a moment, then buried her head back into her 

mother's crotch.  Her lips parted wide, clamped to Valerie's pussy like a 

limpet to a mossy rock.

     The donkey pulled his cock out slowly, then fucked back in with a 

jolt. His cockstalk ran through Linda's open mouth, en-route to her 

mother's loins.  With Valerie's fuck-hole sucking on his prickmeat and the 

girl's tongue and lips slobbering over him, the beast was going berserk.  

He was shaking Valerie violently on his cock-thrusts, causing her whole 

body to shudder and vibrate.

     Valerie began to cream.

     As her juice poured out around the donkey's plunging prick and 

overflowed into her daughter's eager mouth, the woman wailed, crazed by 

desire, her mind seeming to dissolve along with her pussy.  Yet some 

sparks of reality remained.  She was aware of the situation.

     I'm sixty-nining with my daughter while a donkey fucks my cunt, she 

thought.

     It was hard to believe.

     And John Richards, standing open-mouthed in the doorway, found it 

pretty hard to believe, as well ...







Chapter 9



     After his wife had walked in and found him with his tongue up the 

French maid's cunt, John Richards had been ashamed and contrite.  Since 

the maid was at the point of coming, it seemed pointless to interrupt such 

a tasty feast and he had carried on, gulping down her cum cream.  But as 

soon as he was finished, he had gone in search of Valerie to apologize and 

ask her forgiveness.  But Valerie and their daughter were gone.

     John checked her closet and finding that only rough-country clothes 

were missing, he had correctly deduced that she had gone to the cabin.  It 

was a relief, much better than if she'd gone somewhere where she might 

take revenge by fucking and sucking with some lucky guy, but he was still 

worried.  The maid, tasty as her cunt was, was only a passing fancy and he 

didn't want his dear wife to leave him because of his indiscretion.  If 

only Valerie had waited, he felt sure he could have reasoned with her.  

And the maid was only too willing to absolve her sins by sucking Valerie's 

pussy--or letting Valerie go down on her, as the case might be.

     But now, worried, John couldn't bear to wait around so he decided to 

hurry out to the cabin and throw himself on Valerie's mercy.  So it was 

that he drove to the small town nearest the cabin, discovered that Valerie 

and Linda had hired a pack animal, and he had set off on foot up the rough 

trail.  He was confident that he could reason with Valerie and certainly 

hoped so--not least because, having eaten out the maid's sweet pussy 

without getting his own rocks off, he was horny as hell.

     Entering the cabin, he found signs that his wife had been there, but 

neither she nor his daughter was around.  He pondered the situation, 

wondering where they might be--and then he heard the braying and the 

snorting of the donkey out in the shed.  Naturally, he went to 

investigate.

     And John came upon a startling scene.

     For some minutes, the bemused fellow just stood in the doorway, his 

eyes glued to the sight, feeling as if his eyeballs were being dragged 

right out of their sockets--and his cock was threatening to fly right off 

his crotch, too, like a meaty heat-seeking missile.

     Was he angry?  Hurt?  Shocked?  The man couldn't tell--because he was 

so horny that he could feel no other emotion.  He felt dizzy and light-

headed. So much blood had rushed into his hard-on that his brain was 

starved for oxygen.  The scene was burned into his mind in all the juicy 

details.

     There was his beloved wife, her voluptuous body bridged under a 

donkey--with that donkey's gigantic cock pounding in and out of her gaping 

fuck-hole.  That, in itself, was startling.

     But kneeling over his wife was his nubile teenaged daughter, firmly 

mounted in the position of inverted love.  He saw Valerie's tongue flash 

up Linda's pussy and, tilting his head to one side, saw the girl's mouth 

working voraciously on donkey prick and pussy.  Being a devout cunt-

lapper, himself, John well understood the attraction involved--but was 

naturally amazed by the relationship.  His eyes drank it in and his mind 

floated in the lewd image.  Bestiality and incestuous lesbianism 

confronted in one cluster!

     Then the tormented man grinned.  He stepped closer.  Preoccupied, 

neither his wife nor daughter were aware of his appearance and, although 

the donkey saw him, the dumb brute didn't give a damn.  Closer still, he 

moved. There was a rushing of blood in his ears and, through that sound, 

he heard the donkey's cock hiss up his wife's cunt, and he heard the moist 

slurping sounds as they slobbered into each other's cunts.  One thing was 

crystal clear in John's mind.  No matter what he did, he was not going to 

corrupt them any further than they were already corrupted.

     Having a wife and daughter who fucked and sucked with animals--and 

with each other--gave a man a lot of liberty.

     John opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out as he slowly 

advanced.  He was quivering violently on the end of his rock-hard prick.  

He stood behind his daughter.  His stiff cock loomed out over her jerking 

ass like a torch.

     As John had watched his little girl grow and mature he had often 

harbored fantasies of sex play with the girl.

     He hadn't seen her naked since she was six years old, but every time 

he saw Linda in a bikini or running down the hallway in a short slip, 

Valerie wound up getting an especially energetic fuck.  Valerie always 

appreciated the lusty fuck sessions but never understood what brought them 

on.

     Now, his heart pounded with wild excitement as he knelt down, his 

knees on either side of his wife's upturned head.  His prick brushed his 

daughter's ass and her smooth flesh flushed from the heat of that fiery 

cockmeat.  John grasped her by her squirming hips.

     Linda, surprised, raised her head out of her mother's crotch, her 

face all smeared with cunt juice.

     "Daddy!" she squeaked.

     Valerie opened her eyes as she discovered her husband's bloated balls 

swinging just above her radiant face.  She started to cry out in alarm, 

but only a wordless sound bubbled up Linda's fuck-hole.

     Then John slid his cockhead down into his daughter's cunt gash, 

paused for a second, wondering what he would find, and leaned into her.

     To his disappointment she wasn't cherry, but she was definitely not 

very experienced either.  It took a substantial effort to urge his huge 

boner into her tight little cunny.

     He began fucking her wildly.  His huge cock was sliding through his 

wife's lips as it fucked in and out of his daughter's cunt, and Valerie 

began to suck them both at once, slurping the nubile girl's cunt juice off 

John's prick.  Her own pussy was already creaming on the donkey's cock, 

and Valerie was in no mood to worry about the consequences.

     Neither was Linda.  As she felt her cunt hole fill up with her 

daddy's cock, she wailed and dropped her lovely face back into her 

mother's donkey-stuffed cunt, gobbling merrily away, crazed by pleasure at 

both ends.

     The donkey, blissfully unaware of anything except the physical joy of 

it, fucked happily away.  As Valerie's cunt hole filled with her cum 

cream, the brute's huge cock slid in and out faster, on the added 

lubrication.  His balls swelled, swinging and slapping against Linda's 

chin.  Her blonde head bobbed up and down as her daddy heaved her heart-

shaped ass upward on his frantic cock-thrusts.

     Snorting, the animal fucked into Valerie and his balls exploded.  

Donkey cum hosed her and she cried out and creamed again.  His prick 

stuffed her pussy and thick cum and cunt juice gushed out, and Linda 

gulped the stuff up ravenously as her own juices flowed on her father's 

fucking prick.  John felt his daughter's cunt melt.  He hauled her back by 

the hipbones and fucked his cock in to the very hilt as his steaming jism 

spilled into her pussy in a torrent.

     The donkey shot cum into Valerie and John poured his spunk into 

Linda, as frantic and as savage as the animal as he drained his balls in 

spurt after spurt.  The donkey grunted like a man; the man brayed like a 

donkey. In rhythm together, they emptied their cum-loads as both women 

dissolved in volcanic orgasms, their cum cream flowing like molten lava.

     They all finished together, the last spasms shaking them violently 

and the shudders running through their linked bodies like an electric 

current.

     The animal tossed his head and stepped back.  His spent prick came 

out of Valerie the way it had gone in, inch by inch.  His cock-knob pulled 

out with a slurp.  Her vacated cunt hole overflowed with cum cream and 

Linda clamped her open mouth over the slot and sucked it out hungrily, 

letting the donkey's jism serve a dual purpose--filling her belly after it 

had already filled her mother's fuck-hole.

     John drew his cock out from his daughter's pussy.  Linda squatted on 

Valerie's face and Valerie voraciously sucked the slime from her creamy 

bowl, feasting on her daughter's cunt as her own cunt fed the girl.

     They remained locked together in the sixty-nine position for a while, 

panting, both ashamed to look up and confront John--like ostriches with 

their heads buried in a swamp.  But when they finally did look up, John 

was smiling happily.

     "You don't mind, darling?" Valerie asked.

     "It serves me right--for sucking off the maid," he said.

     Pleased that her husband was so reasonable, Valerie took his prick 

into her mouth and began to suck him back up to a new hard-on.  Her mouth 

was magic.  His cockmeat began to swell instantly.

     Linda was licking the head of the donkey's cock and the beast, too, 

was beginning to get another hard-on.  They were almost ready to fuck 

again.

     Valerie drew her lips off John's cock.

     "I've hired the donkey for the week, darling," she whispered.  "We 

might as well all stay here, okay?"

     "Sure," he said, gently pushing her head back down to his cock.  "But 

if we're gonna be here for a whole week, we'd better send for the maid."  

He grinned.  "After all, someone has to serve lunch."

     And Valerie, sucking hungrily at his cock, heartily agreed ...







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