Beastiality

Shortly after twilight Dianne looked out the kitchen window of their
ground-floor apartment and saw Kye talking with Olaf Jensen, the
building caretaker’s overgrown son. Like most Vietnamese, Kye was as
lean as a whip but with surprisingly large bones, and tall for a
fourteen year old, Mark had said. He would probably fill out nicely now
that he’d be getting the proper nourishment, but at the moment he
looked like a gaunt little boy beside the muscular teenager of Swedish
heritage he was laughing and talking with, displaying that enthusiastic
carefreeness which had been constantly a part of him the entire three
days he’d been with her.

The observing, curvaceous young wife of two years absently brushed at
her wealth of straight, long blonde hair, sweeping it behind her
shoulders on either side as she let her sultry green-eyes play over the
friendly scene the two made sitting side by side, facing the smoldering
incinerator where Olaf was burning trash for his father. It pleased her
that Kye had made a friend so quickly, though she readily understood
how and why he would with his young, irrepressible personality. His
spirited, toothsome smile seemed almost perpetual, and she doubted that
his energy had ever run-down in his whole teenage life. But probably
what impressed her most was the innocence in his flashing dark-eyes,
after all the horror he had seen and been through, losing his entire
family at the age of seven and spending four years as an orphan in an
American Mission School, then running away to become a little ruffian,
or whatever, in the Saigon streets for the past three years.

That their new ward wasn’t drenched in total bitterness was an
amazement to Air Force Captain Mark Keller’s stunningly lovely wife.
Yet even had he been, the love for him he had immediately kindled
inside her would hardly have been less; though she couldn’t imagine how
he could pull at her heart-strings more than he already had.

Actually, she supposed she was being unnecessarily safeguarding with
this peeking out the window or door at him every few minutes, but she
couldn’t help herself. He was still just a boy in a foreign country to
her, and Mark’s “… Now don’t worry about him, Honey, he’s very
capable of looking after himself …” hardly cut any ice. What he’d
been forced to do to survive on the streets of Saigon was to be a far
cry from his new life in the peaceful San Diego suburb of La Berdina,
California. It would take a little time, but she intended that he would
know a different sort of life now, one overflowing with love and
kindness.

Sergeant, Kye’s big German shepherd dog, a fierce appearing, heavy-
shouldered animal with an astonishing docile nature, strolled into the
scope of her windowed scene to seat himself before his young master,
his massive animal-presence bringing to mind the whole story as Mark
had unfolded it to her three days before on his return from Viet Nam.

It had been Sergeant’s barking in the hold of the plane which had made
Mark order an investigation, turning up their pair of stowaways, and
both suffering from lack of proper air-pressure. All the same, her
handsome thirty year old husband had told her, Kye was grinning, and
obviously proud that he had done what he had said he would the day
before … not let Mark go back to the United States without him!

Dianne had yet to learn the particulars of how Mark and Kye had become
such fast friends. Her pilot husband, even after eleven months in Viet
Nam, had had only a few hours to spend with her, and though both of
them were frantic to pass them in a more intimate manner, Kye and
Sergeant’s presence had made that impossible, along with any lengthy
private discussions. Mark had gotten special permission to house the
boy and dog in his own home while military authorities and immigration
people were deciding what was to be done with them. Fortunately,
Sergeant had undergone myriad shots and didn’t have to be impounded,
Kye producing the animal’s papers before the commanding officer at
March Air Force Base.

“The truth is, that damned dog is better off than I am,” Mark had said
with his famous (to Dianne) grin. “Here, I’ve got to go back to the
base to get separated and these two wild hunyaks work their way right
into the population.”

Dianne had been so over-joyed to see him that if he’d said “peanuts” or
whatever, she could have laughed herself silly. She’d hugged and clung
to him, hardly noticing the strange boy and his dog during those first
few minutes. Mark was home! Safe and sound! Home with her and almost
for good!

“It’ll take another week or so, baby … processing and all that,” he’d
said, holding her on his lap in his favorite chair while Kye stood by
with a great smile lighting his handsome, young face, his breath-taking
German shepherd mimicking him with open jaws and beautifully erect
ears. “No longer than that … and it’ll only be a matter of minutes if
I can catch a flight to cover that hundred miles down here to La
Berdina before we’re together for good!”

“Oh darlinggg …” she’d moaned, kissing him passionately on the lips.

“It is super to be home again, right, Captain Mark?” Kye’s enthusiastic
voice and winning smile had interrupted in almost perfect English. “I
don’t blame you, Joe! She, your Mrs. Captain, is very beautiful!”

“She’s Mrs. Dianne, Kye, and I expect you to look after her until I get
back,” Mark had said. “Can you and Sergeant handle the job?”

“Yes sir! You know we can, Captain Mark! You bet! Right on, eh?” the
boy had exuberated.

“Right on, Kye!”

There had been more before Mark had to leave, and the greater share of
it pertaining to young Kye Tsen Dang and his German shepherd, Sergeant.
Whether the authorities would allow them to stay in the U.S. was
certainly questionable and as well, doubtful. But while he was there,
Mark wanted Kye to know what the American democratic way was like!
Could she find it in herself to put up with him until something was
done …?

“Put up with him? My God, darling, I love him already! Both of them!”
she had exclaimed, kissing her husband first, then the teenage live-
wire she was presently looking at through the window, as well as
Sergeant’s massive head.

Dianne backed away from her vantage point, glancing toward the west to
see the heavier night shadows creeping onto them. She wouldn’t call
him. He had been told to come in when it was dark. He still had
minutes, but above all, she wanted to know if he would mind her. After
all, it was impossible to think of him as a normal boy … at least, as
she’d been taught the meaning of the word.

Turning away, the shapely blonde girl in her skin-tight, white shorts
and pullover jersey began to take the dishes from the dishwasher and
put them in their proper place. A tiny smile of excitement played
around her sensuous young lips. It was almost beyond belief that Mark
was back and that in a few more days he would be with her for ever and
ever! Then, again she thought of Kye. Would she feel the same about him
if it were not for Mark? … Yes … yes, she would! He was a beautiful
boy! My God, in just three days she’d come to have such a strong, warm
affection for him! They would adopt him! The authorities had to
understand, and although she knew nothing about such things, she felt
certain they would agree. Why wouldn’t they? Wasn’t that better than
sending him back to the horror of war? God, no one could be that
inhuman! Mark would find a way, especially once he knew how she really
felt …!

He was so wonderful, her Mark! God, what a perfect marriage they’d had
from the very beginning … finding each other sexually that first time
… a rarity, she knew … but they had! And the last magnificent night
before he’d left her … she’d taken him in her mouth!

Remembering, Dianne had thought both of them were going to lose their
senses! It hadn’t been a new thing in her mind, only in the doing …
and she had, gulping and swallowing the seething, delicious nectar of
his excitedly boiling sperm right down into her belly! She’d lived a
year on that memory, with the occasional help of her fingers, and at
that very moment she could think of little else! Days … hours …
that was all, and she would do it again …!

“We have come in, Mrs. Dianne!” Kye interrupted her sensual reverie,
barging through the rear door with Sergeant before him. “The sky is
darkened, besides, Olaf doesn’t believe many things I say. Oh, come off
that shit, he says, and I don’t know what to think!”

The crude four-letter word struck Dianne with a bit of an impact, but
not enough for her to make an issue of it. She reminded herself that
she had to remember all of the unbelievable ingredients that went to
make up this boy, this entire picture, plus her own accepted
responsibilities to him. Besides, it wasn’t as if she’d been raised in
a household where such terms weren’t tossed about. Though her mother
had been religious and her father, somewhat, her dad had always shown a
tendency toward ribaldry in his remarks … and many of them dealing
with sexual aspects. Both of her brothers had been wild, while her
younger sister wrote her letters that Playboy wouldn’t print.

“I-I wouldn’t let anything that Olaf says bother you, Kye, if I were
you,” she casually replied. “These American boys are different and can
be pretty harsh sometimes, dear …”

“But he is Swedish he says. Did he lie?”

“No. His parents are Swedish. He is an American, Kye, born in this
country,” Dianne explained, wiping her hands. “Just as your sons will
be American, darling, when they are born here.”

“Do you think that will really happen, Mrs. Dianne? Will they let me
stay?” he questioned excitedly.

“Well … Captain Mark is working on it, Kye. I don’t know. Let’s hope
so, eh? We both want you to remain here …”

“You really mean that, Mrs. Dianne?” he almost gasped out, his young
mouth and dark eyes agape.

“Of course I mean it, darling …

He bounced forward then and kissed her on the cheek while Sergeant
barked in a throaty tone she’d not heard before from him. Kye said:

“You make me so very happy, Mrs. Ma’am! I want to dance … but instead
I’ll go take my shower! Thank you! Thank you …!”

His exuberance, his open heart-felt joy, had softened Dianne like a wet
sponge. Even her breathing was uneven as she walked to her bedroom. Oh,
Mark had to do something! The authorities must be made to understand
the necessity of keeping this boy here! His whole future depended on
it, and after all, wasn’t that the basis of the United States of
America?

She began to undress, thinking these things, the pleasant mood her
thoughts had woven for her responsible for the little shivers of happy
excitement which continued to flutter through her. In the privacy of
her shower, those same tiny thrills persisted, and magnifying
considerably whenever she let her mind dwell on Mark and what their
first night in bed together again was going to be like!

God, she was acting like a wanton little hussy, and reveling in the
knowing of it, the sensually incited young woman shamelessly realized
as she smiled to herself. And why not? There was certainly nothing
wrong in a wife’s having erotic desire for her own husband, she happily
thought, toweling dry and slipping on her short, green chiffon nightie
with its almost see-through over-wrap. She would read awhile and
hopefully unwind some, but sleep wasn’t going to come easily for her
tonight, though she was determined not to do it … and tonight he had
even left his door open with the light still burning.

Peering around the frame of the opening, the young wife wearing her
usual smile, poised her knuckles to tap against the casing … but
never did! Instead, her smile seemed to crystallize into a waxen-like
expression of stunned amazement, her large eyes widening accordingly as
she stared at the unbelievable scene taking place on the bed before
her! At first in those rushing flash of seconds, she couldn’t quite
comprehend that it was actually happening … it was too lewdly
bizarre! … With the door wide open … and lying there totally naked
…! But it was! He … Kye was playing with himself, his legs
stretched out and locked at the ankles, his nudely exposed young loins
straining fervidly upward off the bed to the rhythmic massaging of his
hand!

Dianne might have jumped back out of respect for another’s privacy had
she not been taken so completely unaware by the lewdly shocking
spectacle, but as it was there were still a few seconds before
Sergeant, lying at the foot of the bed watching his young master’s
eagerly strenuous actions, saw her and barked his greeting. During that
lapse of brief moments before she was recognized, Dianne couldn’t help
but fasten her widely disbelieving eyes on the focal point of the long,
thickly hardened penis which he was clasping tightly in a rapidly
working fist! She gaped at its bulbous young head being moistly exposed
with every vigorous down-stroke, and the size of his excitement bloated
testicles resting against his tightly joined thighs, the racy
impression that his genitals were the most developed part of his slim
young body registering incredibly in her mind.

Though repelled, as well as feeling a wave of shocked anger sweeping
rapidly through her, the already sensually keyed-up Dianne couldn’t
deny the tiny little tingling sensations the sight of his sizably
swollen young penis was adding to her own shameful arousal. Her
breathing had reflexively quickened with the surge of blood suddenly
pounding through her veins and she couldn’t restrain the audible gasp
which escaped her, announcing her presence to Sergeant.

Abruptly, at the animal’s bark, Kye sat upright, his preoccupied face
lighting with its usual lavish smile at the sight of her! And to
Dianne’s stupefied awe, he continued to grasp hold of his lengthy
penile hardness and lewdly continue stroking it while he shamelessly
grinned at her!

“You have come to say good-night to me, Mrs. Dianne?” he questioned,
flashing his white teeth and dark eyes. “So, you see, you have caught
me making myself crazy-happy! But I just had to … I am so filled with
joy from what you and Captain Mark are doing for me! My cock, it got as
hard as a stone … you see? It always does when I am very, very
excited about something, and then I have to do this until it shoots out
its juice and makes me feel like I am popping open from head to toe
…!”

The abashed young wife could do absolutely nothing but stand there and
stare at the obscenely incredulous sight. Her knees suddenly felt as if
they were filled with water! She read the innocence on his handsome,
youthful face and immediately wondered if he were some sort of mentally
deficient idiot! Yet, at the same time she knew that was impossible …
Mark would never have brought a degenerate moron into their home …!
His casual use of the four-letter word cock … his frank description
of the orgasm he was straining toward, plus the inconceivable fact that
he had never wholly stopped and was still rhythmically caressing his
thickly hardened young cock, was enough to make her wonder if she
wasn’t losing her own mind!

Later, Dianne concluded that it was probably the intensive flush of
blood pounding feverishly through her already wrought-up body which
jolted her to her senses when somehow, she heard herself chokingly
command:

“Stop it! Do you hear me, Kye? Stop that … that horrible thing you’re
doing to yourself this very instant!”

He did … almost, but not letting entirely free of his husky young,
lust-incited hardness, the angered sharp tone of her voice causing his
smile to crumble in a hurt confusion. He had only to look up at her
usually gentle, beautiful face to know that she was enraged, but for
the life of him, Kye couldn’t imagine why. He had remembered to close
the refrigerator door when he got his glass of milk … had turned off
the shower faucets tightly and washed the ring from the bathtub! What
else was there that he could have done wrong …?

“J-Just what do you think you’re doing to yourself young man …?”
Dianne managed, realizing that she had to say something … that she
just couldn’t simply stand there gaping down at his exposed young
loins. The lewd sight of which was in spite of her shock, beginning to
have an uncontrollably lustful effect on her. She had moved into the
room and toward the bed where he sat upright, still utterly amazed at
his expression of innocence … now, hurt innocence … clouding his
good-looking, teenage face. Either she had to be going insane, or he
was really convinced that what she’d caught him doing was perfectly
normal!

“B-But I told you, Mrs. Dianne!” he explained, a little quiver in his
voice. “I was making myself crazy-happy like I always do when it gets
hard …”

“L-Like you always do?” Dianne interrupted, repeating his outrageous
confession more for her own benefit than his, her mental capacities
finally acknowledging the fact that he was openly confiding the truth
to her! She sensed her breasts rising and falling unhamperedly beneath
the sheer material of her nightie and thin diaphanous robe as she sat
down beside his young, naked body on the bed. “H-How often is that, Kye
… that you do it to yourself, I mean …?”

“Oh, no more than once a day, Mrs. Dianne!” he quickly answered, a
glimmer of his warm smile returning. “Although sometimes I have done it
twice … and once with the three girls I was able to make it squirt
nine times! The three of them were very proud of me and that night I
had extra meal rations …”

“Oh my God!” Dianne gasped, her mouth slackening, even as she nervously
moistened her lips with her tongue tip. There was a horrifying aspect
to his obscene confession, and she felt a sense of repugnance at her
own self for the tiny sensations of lustful excitement his admission
had sent rippling through her. At the same time, the young twenty-three
year old woman realized that he obviously was not to blame, at least
not entirely. “W-Who were these three girls you mentioned, Kye? Tell
Dianne all about them … everything …!”

“Yes! Of course, if you really would like to know, Mrs. Dianne … ” he
started, then stopped as she reached out with her small white hand to
touch him.

Dianne swallowed tightly. It was impossible for her to fix her mind on
anything as long as he continued to even gently stroke his still
rigidly hardened young penile flesh the way he was and she reached over
to still his slowly massaging fist. She might have touched a shorted
electric outlet! The hotly fired wetness of his blood-filled cock-head
brushed against the soft palm of her hand, sending a mild current of
sensual voltage racing maddeningly through her loins and belly.

Dianne caught at her hitching breath, jerking her hand away as if his
young, hardened cock were a white-hot firebrand searing into it. Kye’s
dark eyes widened in a pleased expression, his teeth gleaming through
stretched lips. He said: “You are excited too, eh Mrs. Dianne? I am
glad! Now I know you are not and will not be really angry with me!
Sometimes, the girls, they became angry for one reason or another …
usually when business was not good, but if I offered to let them suck
on me they grew very friendly and everything would be all right again!
Maybe you would feel better if you sucked it, Mrs. Dianne …?”

“Kye! My dear God! Do you realize what you’re saying?” the still
mentally staggered young guardian spat at him, grasping the muscled
sinews of his lean, naked arm with her long sharp nails.

He winced, his short-lived smile again shattering, the confusion inside
him mirrored in his eyes. What was it that was eating out the ass of
Captain Mark’s beautiful wife? Fuck, he didn’t know … could not
understand, and that was for almighty goddamned sure! Maybe, as Captain
Mark liked to say, she had a cunt hair crossways up in her pussy! He
knew he had not done one thing wrong … not the refrigerator door, nor
the bathtub ring, nor …

“Oh God … listen to me, Kye!” Dianne breathed heavily, desperately
trying to get hold of herself, surely aware that this went deeper than
anything she could ever imagine. There was no vulgar lust or evil
degeneracy in those innocent teenage eyes, only hurt confusion at the
moment, and she had to know what under heaven’s name, made this boy
tick in his strange world of guiltless lewdness! “Please … just sit
there and answer my questions. Who-Who were the three girls you spoke
of?”

“Kim, Chen, and Lea?” he quickly answered. “Why, they were whores, Mrs.
Dianne, and I pimped for them. Kim was my twin sister, but too young
really. At fourteen she is very skinny, and even I did not like to fuck
her. She had no tits to play with, and guys always like big tits to
hold onto while they fuck. We used to pull on them sometimes to make
them bigger when there was nothing much to do, but I do not think it
helped at all. Even so, the older Joes asked for her because she could
suck the cum out of them better than Chen or Lea, but I preferred to
fuck her in the ass.”

Dianne stared at him as he spoke with an inoffensiveness she couldn’t
begin to believe. His unconcerned use of four-letter words, his
absolutely debauched story handed to her in a half-dozen sentences
which included blatant sex, incest, and sodomy of the most abominable
nature, was almost more than she could comprehend! On top of that, his
tightly curled hand had never stopped fondling and caressing his long,
thick teenage cock, the sight of his openly lewd manipulations making
her wonder if all the Western splendors she had visualized for him
could even hardly concerned with the democratic way Mark had spoken of,
or the least of so-called Western culture! He’d brought his own with
him, war-steeped perhaps, but surely inbred … and intoxicatingly so
for her, no matter what ever happened from this moment forward!

She gaped down at his swollen, teenage cock, her green eyes slightly
glazed now and fixed on the blood-engorged head in its moistly pulsing
state, and the length of its thick-veined hardness below the heel of
his clasping hand! God, it was almost the size of Mark’s as she
remembered it! Maybe not as thick, but as long … or at least, nearly!
And his young balls, they had bloated more beneath the never-ceasing
working of his hand, filling with his virile teenage cum … waiting to
explode out their dynamic young load of hotly seething sperm … but
into what?

“You-You keep stroking yourself, Kye! What will you do when it cums!
Where does it go …?”

“Oh, I have a handkerchief, see? It doesn’t squirt up in the air and
all over that way,” he quickly answered, producing the cloth. “Do you
want to watch, Mrs. Dianne? The girls used to, sometimes. And often
they would sit back with their mouths open trying to catch it and
swallow it!”

“What?” Dianne gasped, hearing every word he’d said perfectly, but the
salacious meaning of them reverberating inside her like a tremendous
bell that was being rung again and again! She could picture three naked
girls sitting close to his lustfully hardened boy-cock with readied
mouths, trying to gulp at his squirting sperm like fish gulping at
butterflies!

And then he did for her the totally mesmerizing thing; he lay on the
bed, his upthrusting, youthful length of penile hardness thickly caught
in his drubbing hand!

Dianne heard the tiny whimper escape her as she feasted hungering eyes
on his feverishly inciting young loins. While he slowly worked the thin
outer skin of it up and down, revealing again and again the moistly
turgid head, she watched entranced, the bloated sac of his young,
inflated balls dancing and swaying obscenely down between his clasped
thighs! She wasn’t drunk, at least not on liquor, yet her brain was
whirling as if it were thoroughly drenched! Never had she known more
wanton desires as were raging inside her at that moment, not even with
Mark, she wildly realized, feeding her impassioned eyes on the sight of
his youthful, sperm-filled young balls pulsating heavily beneath the
pumping heat of his stroking hand!

Dianne’s decisive movements and actions in crawling up onto the bed and
rolling toward him, her face level with his stiffened cock-in-hand,
were intentional motions which the inflamed young wife blanked from her
mind! She caught at his slender wrist and brushed his hand away,
watching his rigid naked penis in its teenage hardness snap downward,
hugging at his lean belly. Then, she reached and took it inside her own
warmly curling fingers, its throbbing length of solid, thick flesh
within her hand at last, unleashing mindless forces of seething lust
inside her that she had never before realized were a part of her!

She inched forward, laying her cheek on his smooth, hairless thigh and
licked out with tiny, feverish tongue at the side of his whitely
swollen young rod, licking as high up its hardness as she could without
lifting her head!

“Unnnggghhhh …!” Kye grunted, lying back and stretching out almost
languorously. “That is super, Mrs. Dianne! You are so beautiful it
makes it much, much better! Every man, Captain Mark says, wants a
beautiful girl sucking his cock! Will … will you suck mine for me …
all the way until I cum in your mouth?”

Dianne had reached such a state of wild, uncontrollable excitement that
she hardly cared or knew what she was doing! The only thing that
mattered now was to suck this handsome, teenage penis before her in all
of its hot, blood-filled hardness. The burning name of her husband had
registered in her thoughts, but not as emphatically as Kye’s plea for
her to do it to him!

Will you suck mine for me … all the way until I cum in your mouth?

Even as she climbed up over him, kneeling on all fours between his
nakedly spread young legs, Dianne knew in the back of her lust-inflamed
mind that there was something of Mark which had become a mystery while
he had been away … but it hardly mattered at that moment! Nothing
mattered, only the sensually erotic delight she was about to mindlessly
bury herself in … their young teenage ward’s feverishly hardened
cock…!

Chapter 2

The wave of glowing desire swirling erotically up through Dianne’s
excited young body was not something spontaneous, she knew, nor was the
young boy totally responsible for being the factor releasing it. The
simmering lust which was driving her mindlessly on was as inbred in her
female make-up as the naked youth’s innocent lewdness beneath her …
only the intensity of the lecherous flames licking hotly over her flesh
was a strange new delight she had never before experienced.

God, she was so, so hot! She could feel the heated wetness which had
seeped from between her vibrantly flushed pussy lips trickling downward
in warm little rivulets to moisten the smoothly tingling flesh of her
inner thighs as she clutched them tightly together. The natural
muscular action caused pressured sensations of erogenous pleasure to
ripple through her impassionedly fired loins and belly,

She kneeled up over him between his slender legs he had spread wide for
her, his naked, scantily haired loins directly beneath her lust-incited
face. She held the man-sized length of his thickly hardened cock inside
the curled enclosure of fingers and small palm, her other hand moving
almost tremblingly down to gently cup and weigh his cum-filled young
balls between his legs. The vibrant heat his teenaged genitals sent
wildly prickling through her raised a tiny guttural mewl of blind
sensuality from deep in her throat. She began to work its tightly
clinging foreskin up and down, her sultrily glazing eyes feeding on the
tempting deliciousness of its damp, satin-smooth head, the feel of its
hot, hardened ridges like sensuous vertebra in her hand. Then her
lustful manipulations caused a tiny clear bubble of pre-cum to bead at
the little slit of its fiery, mushroomed tip and her eyes staring
hungrily, she eagerly groaned out her approval …!

Watching from his comfortably reclined position, his head raised by the
pillow, Kye was beginning to wonder if the beautiful Mrs. Dianne was
ever, ever going to get to the actual sucking of his cock. She was a
little shy, perhaps, had not done it much and didn’t know exactly how
to go about it. Though it seemed odd to him that any girl would need
instructions on such a natural thing, remembering how his sister, Kim,
had immediately mouthed it and swirled her tongue around it the first
time he had ever let her touch it. And knowing Captain Mark, it seemed
ridiculous to believe he had never fucked his lovely wife in the mouth!

Almighty goddamn! If only it did not ache so much, his super-hardened
cock! It was her soft little hand holding and working the outer skin up
and down, while her other warmly cupped his puffed-up, burning balls!
And the way she was staring down at it so hungry like … as if maybe
she was going to bite off its swollen knob …!

With that, Dianne suddenly lowered her desire-slackened face to his up-
thrusting, hardened penile-shaft, one hand continuing to teasingly
stroke it while with the other, she drew her nails beneath the
vulnerably sensitive sac of his young balls. Kye grunted aloud to the
teasing stimulation, then saw her tiny, pink tongue dart out to lick
hotly at the drop of seminal fluid oozing from the little slit at the
tip of the sleekly pulsing head!

“Oh darling … so good … good!” the entranced, blonde young wife
lustfully whispered, beginning to lick it all over with hot, wetly
sweeping tongue strokes.

“Uuunngghhh …” Kye grunted in response, his narrow hips lurching
reflexively upward at the very second her hot, wet tongue made contact,
then began to wiggle into the tiny, slightly cumming slit of his piss
hole! Almighty goddamn! She knew how all right, all right! And she was
so gorgeous pretty … playing with his hurtfully thumping cock with
her tongue tip! Christ, he wished she were stripped naked so he could
see how her big beautiful tits stuck out round and firm … and if she
had blonde pussy curls all around her cunt! “Unnnnhhhhh!” he groaned
again, louder this time, a series of wild chills charging up his spine
as he watched her lower her softly pursed lips down onto it, then
enclose the wetly glistening head in a warm Up-locking pressure that
was unlike anything he had ever known!

Many times the Vietnamese teenager had been sucked and used in sexual
orgies by many different girls and women, but never had he felt such
warm sensations of excited passion as he did at that moment with
Captain Mark’s beautiful young wife, and he whimpered out in a small,
emotionally breaking voice. Compulsively, he thrust his trembling young
loins upward, shoving his blood-engorged hardness deeper up into the
warm wet cavern beyond his new mother’s ovally clasping lips!

Actually confused by the unfamiliar love-emotions surging through him,
Kye watched the lipstick glossed rim of her saliva moistened tips
tighten elastically around his hotly inflamed cock, then slip downward
onto its sensitive thickness until her nose was brushing tightly into
his sparse young pubic hairs, nearly the entire jerking length of it
sucked right up into the liquid heat of her honey-filled mouth!

He gaped through flashing dark eyes, amazed now that it was really
happening, his youthful breaths coming in ragged, panting gasps. Here
he had only been in this new great country but a few days and already
his cock was being sucked … and Captain Mark had said it would not be
the same in America! Maybe, he had been away so long he had forgotten!
But would he forget about his own beauteous Mrs. Dianne …? Kye
watched in excited fascination as she sucked her lips up off its tip,
then began to lick at it hungrily with her wetly moistened tongue,
brushing and washing it all over up from his belly to the bottom of its
head glistening and sticking out like a ripened plum from its pulled-
back foreskin. This was not tike the hustling bitches in Saigon! She
was doing it not for money, but to please him and to make her own self
happy! He could see that in the lustful expression greedily masking her
lovely face, the realization of such knowledge making him feel more
joyous and wanted! Oh, he would love her very much and let her suck his
cock whenever she wanted to! Shit … she was licking it all over,
bathing and loving it with every tantalizing sweep of her hot, wet
little tongue! Then, she was going back down the aching length to its
thick base once more … and … and even below to his prickling balls
…! Almighty goddamn! No one had ever done that to him …!

Dianne’s smoldering belly and loins were a burning inferno of
intoxicating passion. Frenzied thrills from the very forbiddeness of
her act were madly racing through her. The delicious, sweet taste of
his fire-filled young genitals was nearly driving her to the point of
orgasm with the mere thought of her obscene licking and sucking of
them! God, he was so young, handsome and willing… and right then, so
completely exposed to her slightest lustful whim! He had to cum for
her! She must know the taste of his hot, fresh youthful sperm squirting
into her mouth! Would it be like she remembered her husband, Mark’s …
gush after gush of the warmly seething cream flooding into her throat
and on down into her feverishly wanting belly? Oh God, she had to know!

Saliva dribbled down her tongue as she licked the softly yielding,
flesh of his cum-filled young balls with warm, wetly painting tongue-
strokes. The urge to slide her hands beneath his thighs and lift them
upward to get greater access between his legs was more than she wanted
to deny. He sensed her desire and helped, drawing Ns knees all the way
back against his chest, until she was eagerly gaping at his nakedly
revealed little anal mouth! She trailed her wetly exploring tongue
excitedly down along the raised pink ridge between his widespread
buttock cheeks as though drawn by a magnet. Her brain swimming
lustfully, Dianne circled the tip of it around the tiny puckered hole,
laving his smooth inner ass-cheeks with the warmly flowing moisture
from her mouth. At last, with a surge of blinding passion, she
stiffened her tongue like a tiny baby penis and tried to penetrate the
hotly clenched lips of his young asshole!

“Ooohhh! Mother, mother!” Kye lewdly choked out, his teenaged hips and
buttocks uncontrollably squirming around on tile extended tongue-tip
probing relentlessly at his sensitive little anal mouth. Christ, no,
never had he known anything to equal what beautiful Mrs. Dianne was
doing to him! He raised his head to better see down through his widely
spread legs to where her pretty face with its golden halo of long
blonde hair was nuzzled tightly up between his completely open buttock
cheeks! Then, as she slowly raised her head, again licking upward
toward his painfully churning balls, he saw that she had reached back
between her own spread thighs beneath her nightie and guessed that she
was finger-tucking her own cunt …!

Dianne wished that she had stripped naked so that her desire-swollen
breasts could hang free to sway down against his thighs while she
sucked him, but she didn’t want to stop now to do it. Her pussy was so
hot and wet! She had to caress it, and had spread her dampened thighs,
reaching back up between them to moistly draw a finger through the wet,
sensitive flesh separating her passion-flushed cunt lips! Ooohhh Goddd!
It felt so heavenly, she groaned, trembling as she directed her
fingertip to gently stroke the erectly quivering bud of her tiny
flaming clitoris, flashing sensations of intensified pleasure rippling
hotly through her lust-infused body.

Quickly, she trailed her tongue back over his cum-bloated, young balls
and up along the solid lance of long, thick flesh to its throbbing
head, slipping her roundly ovaled lips wetly down over it once more. Oh
God, it was even more wildly intoxicating than she remembered with her
husband, Mark … this exotic feeling of his swollen teenage cock
totally filling her greedily sucking mouth! Yes … they would do it
again and again when Mark was away … oh, so many, many beautiful
times …!

Kye sucked in his breath with the burning sensations of pleasure her
wet, eager tongue sent racing frantically through him. He could
suddenly think of nothing except the delightfully erotic act his new
mother was performing on him. Shivers rippled up his spine, raising a
groan from deep in his young throat. She brought her liquid, soft lips
down all the way then, enclosing the entire sensitive head of his cock
once more in a wet, heated pressure, their tensiled fullness clasping
tightly just below the rim to trap it hungrily inside the hot, fluid
shelter of her mouth.

“Almighty goddamn!” he choked, rifting his head higher to stare down at
her snugly clasping lips. He vaguely wondered if Captain Mark might
kill him if he knew! Somehow, he didn’t think it would be the same as
his sister Kim sucking the Captain, though he, her own twin brother,
never minded. But American Joes were different … though he could not
think about that now! The sight of his hardness disappearing up into
her widely ovalled mouth increased the lewd sensations he was
experiencing a hundred times! Oh shit! He had better not ever let
Captain Mark know! She sucked him too well, and he would surely want
her to do it again! She was probably the best in the whole world …
and the prettiest! Now, she was skillfully massaging the soft, sperm
weighted resilience of his aching balls with one hand, and stroking the
thick base of his rigid cock between thumb and forefinger of the other,
while she began to suck rhythmically up and down.

Kye could feel the velvety smoothness of her wetly heated tongue
twirling crazily around it at the peak of the withdrawal, the fiery tip
flicking provocatively across the split at its end. Uncontrollably, he
flexed his buttocks, his eyes fixed on the lustful sight of her slowly
bobbing head below, his cock hurtfully throbbing to the depths of his
groin. Hot goddamn! She was going to draw his whole insides right out
through the tiny hole in his cockhead!

Kye knew that she sensed his frenzied reactions by the way she began to
suck with mounting intensity, the tips of her even white teeth scraping
gently into the resisting hardness of his screaming cock. He could see
their little white trails where they had scraped the blood from beneath
the surface of the skin! Then, she was slipping her hands beneath his
buttocks to cup them in her small, warm palms trying to lift his loins
up tighter to her bizarrely slaving face! Her hot, liquid tongue
rotated with mounting fervor around his expanding cockhead and Kye
realized that he was quickly heading toward that unraveling point of
crazy-happy joy as she suddenly took nearly all of it up into her
hungrily working throat! Goddamn, he had always been amazed when they
did not choke on it, but none ever seemed to, nor was Mrs. Dianne as
she groaned out and sucked on and on!

Blinding waves of rising heat were wildly building in the intricate
depth of his sperm-churning balls. Excitedly, he watched her white
goddess-face toiling with a hungry, omniverous passion above his
furiously fired loins. He could see tiny rivulets of perspiration
running in thin droplets from beneath her long blonde hair and down her
cheeks as she relentlessly sucked and strained to draw out the seething
cum bubbling hotly below in his balls. The muscles in his stomach
tightened until he felt they might snap from the pressure; still, he
arched his back even further, shoving his aching cock deeper up into
the heated wetness of her voraciously sucking mouth. His breathing
hissed from his lungs as he watched the thin, pink ridges of inner
flesh sensually pulling out from her lush lips clinging tightly to his
pulsating hardness. No … sweet fuck! It had never been like this
before for him! Never … never …!

And … and oh shit, it was time to go all crazy-happy …!

A boyish groan gutturally arose from somewhere in his chest as he felt
the scalding, white sperm starting its furious charge from deep down in
the sanctuary of his balls and begin squirting out in hot fiery streams
into her voraciously sucking mouth and throat! He watched her cheeks
expanding and hollowing eagerly to his spewing cock, her Adam’s apple
visually reacting in her avid swallowing of the warm, flooding gushes.
Hungrily, she continued to suck his white, hot jism into the caressing,
wet softness of her mouth while his hands reached down to clutch at the
sides of her head, holding her fast against the throbbing heat of his
cum-splitting loins, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper up into the
depths of her greedily milking throat!

Once, Dianne choked and coughed but quickly regained control, moaning
around his squirting hardness fucking into her mouth and throat, while
her own mind-shattering climax overwhelmed her as she plunged her
rhythmically skewering fingers deeper up between her thighs into the
wet, wildly exploding flesh of her cunt! Desperately, she flicked and
stroked her tiny, palpitating clitoris, still sucking and nibbling
hungrily on his deflating young cock long after it grew limp and
useless in her wet, sperm-coated mouth…!

Chapter 3

Sleep was a total impossibility for Dianne though she had gone
shamefully to her room, plunged it into darkness and crawled onto the
bed to avoid looking at her own conscience-stricken face. That she had
not only let it happen, but had even encouraged it was now so
incredible to her as to be like the living unreality of a nightmare one
finally awakens to bathed in cold perspiration … except that this was
no bad dream … it was the horrifying truth!

She couldn’t cry. It might have helped, but venting tears had never
been a part of her character. Though how in God’s name she could ever
face her husband again after the obscene lechery of her act with the
young boy was at that moment beyond all reasoning. Her brain felt like
the main-spring of a watch that had been wound too tight and unable to
perform.

How long she lay there in an almost numbed state of bitter remorse
before getting up again, slipping on her robe and quietly going into
the kitchen, the guilt-filled, young wife had no idea. Her slender
hands trembled as she poured Bacardi into a glass, filled it with ice
and added Cola, the only alcoholic drink she had ever been able to
stomach, and certainly she had to have something before that main-
spring helplessly snapped! She carried her glass into the living room
to sit in the darkness near the front window, unable even in her
wretchedness to deny the tiny sensations of lust still lingering inside
her from her lewd sucking of Kye’s young virile hardness!

The handsome teenager had shockingly amazed her in every respect,
Dianne thought as she sipped rapidly at her Cuba Libre. His genuinely
innocent immoralness … lying there openly stroking himself … and
the obscene things he had told her … God, it had all been too much
for her in the smoldering, sensually fired existence she’d been
struggling through, waiting forever it seemed … waiting for Mark …
And what was there about her pilot husband which had suddenly given her
an uneasy feeling, as if there were some shady mystery connected with
him?

Dianne emptied her glass and quietly went to the kitchen for another.
Kye would know, she felt certain … if he would tell her. She returned
to her chair in the darkened shadows of the living room, deciding that
she would question him as soon as possible … tomorrow morning,
perhaps … if she could face him …

He’d actually been sleeping when she had finally raised her head from
his sperm-drained young loins, a trace of his inevitable smile fixed on
the handsome lips of his contented, teenaged face. She hardly
remembered how long she’d lain there with the spent flaccidness of his
long, softened penis still between her gently nibbling lips, futilely
struggling against the wave of anguish she knew was going to overwhelm
her … and it had. But now, with the soothing warmth of the Bacardi
working into her blood-stream, she was beginning to unwind a bit and
her pangs of guilt lessening.

By the time Dianne had finished her second drink she’d concluded that
she could live with her sordid skeleton, but that she must have Kye’s
sworn promise never to reveal their secret … and to never do anything
like that in front of her again! In fact, she would insist that he vow
to stop his lewd playing with himself altogether …! And then, she
smiled to herself in the darkness. Of course, it would be impossible to
hold him to that, being that he was a very lusty young man, but he
surely could be more discreet about it just as she would have to be if
he were to remain with them!

A little tremor of excitement rippled through Dianne’s soft, susceptive
body at the latter thought, and she arose intending to go to the
kitchen for one last drink. They’d tasted so good besides lifting her
spirits, but she was no drinker and two were plenty she decided.
Anyway, she knew she could sleep now.

* * *

Naked to the waist with his skin a rich tanned color, the broad-
shouldered, thick-chested blond teenager straightened up from his yard
work to look at Kye sitting on the rim of his wheel-barrow. He licked
at his red, wormish lips with thick tongue, his small blue eyes
narrowed in a doubting expression;

“You sure’ve got an awful lot of shit, Kye, for one little guy,” he
partially sneered. “How the hell old did you say you were?”

“Fourteen … almost fifteen!” the slender Vietnamese replied,
surprised at his new friend’s put down.

Olaf Jensen’s sneer became a one-sided grin. “Well, I’m sixteen and
almost seventeen, buddy, and if I’d laid just half the dolls you say
you have I’d figure myself a real cock-hound.”

“Cock-hound …? What is that, some sort of animal?” Kye innocently
questioned.

“Yeah, human animal!” Olaf said, sniggeringly wondering if the scrawny
fink actually thought he believed all the crap he’d been trying to hand
out about fucking, pimping, and getting sucked-off everytime he turned
around. “The way I see it, you Vietnamese must run around with your
stiff cocks in your hands all the time so you don’t wear out the flies
of your pants!”

Kye thought about that, finally deciding his big friend was making a
joke. Olaf was laughing, so he laughed with him. Then, he said:

“No, it is not quite like that, Olaf, but I do not lie to you. In
Saigon things are very different than her in La Berdina. There is
always a girl ready to fuck or suck you, but usually for a price. It is
the way she gets money to eat, or help take care of her family. There
are always many Joes who pay well and because I use to bring them to my
girls, Kim, Chen, and Lea, were very generous with me … especially
when business was slow and they were high on yum-yum …”

“High on what?” the big boy interrupted.

“Yum-yum. It is a drug, an aphrodisiac the girls take to make them very
hot so they will do a bang-up good fuck job on Joe and make sure he
comes back!” Kye explained.

“Never heard of it,” Olaf said, his doubting expression returning.
“Sounds to me like more of your shit, Kye …”

“Is not shit!” Kye snapped, feeling anger for the first time with his
new friend. “Is almighty goddamned truth! Yum-yum is an ancient drug
used in my country for centuries! Really, its name is Dhattura! The
girls put it in their tea and fuck all night without ever stopping they
are so hot! The Joes who have been there all know! You ask any Joe
…!”

“Huh! I don’t know any Joes,” Olaf said, bending back down to his work
and still not convinced that he should believe the skinny little
bastard. “Anyway, you better keep that cock of yours in your pants
around her, buddy, or somebody might blow your lousy head off.”

“Who would do something like that … blow my head off?” Kye
questioned, amazed that anyone should get that angry over such a
natural thing.

“Ha, just about any chick’s old man who might catch you slipping it to
his daughter, is all,” Olaf sneered, wondering if the goddamned dope
was as stupid as he pretended. “You want to let laid, fellow, you
better high tail it back to Vietnam and your yum-yum broads, ’cause you
can bet no American dolly’s going to fuck or suck you!”

To Kye, there was suddenly no question but what the big teenager had
meaningfully insulted him. His emphasis on the word you had separated
Kye from all others, and he knew it was because of his Asian blood. He
was hurt, but more enraged than anything. Now, he wished he had brought
Sergeant outside with him instead of leaving him so Mrs. Dianne could
feed him. He would order the big animal to take a fat chunk right out
of this grinning sonofabitch’s almighty goddamned ass!

“So, maybe you’re wrong like hell, Mr. Olaf!” Kye spat at him, getting
to his feet. “Because Kye’s already been sucked until his balls almost
burst like a fucking mortar shell … and by an American dolly, too!”

“Here we go, more shit!” Olaf sneered, then chuckled as he wagged his
big blond head.

“Let’s see you explain your way out of this one, yum-yum boy? Just
where the hell you been to meet any American girls, eh?”

“Right here! Where in the almighty goddamned hell do you think?” Kye
swore, too angry to say more as he started toward the front gate to the
street.

“Hey, wait a minute, Kye! Where are you going?” the husky teenager
called after him, his lustful interest really fired this time by the
other’s insistently honest tone. “Come on back and tell me about it! I
believe you, no crap …”

“No crap is right!” Kye snapped, for the first time feeling he had the
upper-hand with this big oaf he no longer was sure was his friend. He
would have to walk to the park and think about that, for friends were
very important to him, such as Captain Mark and Mrs. Dianne. In Saigon,
one always was skeptical of so-called comrades. Too many times they
would turn out to be just that … the enemy … but he had thought all
American were buddies. Now, he didn’t know what to think …

* * *

Dianne had slept, but not restfully. She had dreamed insensible, sordid
things which she barely remembered upon awakening to a brilliant
sunshine. Evidently, she’d cried in her sleep, too, for her eyes were
puffy and red-rimmed when she’d opened them. The soothing effect her
midnight drinks had taken was long gone, though, the warm glow of a new
California day helped. She immediately thought of her obscene
performance with the young boy, but forced herself not to dwell on it.
Then Mark and the mysterious “whatever” surrounding him raced into her
mind and she bolted from the bed, remembering she intended to question
Kye.

Quickly, she splashed her face, brushed her hair and slipped on her
robe, going over in her mind how she would approach and draw the
information she wanted, as well as the pledges she would insist he
make. She trembled nervously as she walked into the kitchen, the
thought of facing him for the first time since … since their sinfully
forbidden act the night before having its full impact on her.

“Oh! Good morning, Mrs. Dianne!” his voice radiantly greeted her like
an elated clarion call. He stood near the back door with his hand on
the knob, ready to open it. “I have eaten and am going out to join my
friend, Olaf … if it is all fight? I-I hope you slept well, Mrs.
Ma’am?”

As always, with everything he had done since being there with her, his
greeting, warmth, and smile overwhelmed the young, blonde wife. For a
moment, she did little more than gape at him, then down at the almost
laughing German shepherd staring upward at her with great brown eyes,
his ears gallantly erect. She said:

“H-Has Sergeant eaten, Kye?” all the things she had readied in her mind
to discuss with him a sudden conglomeration of confusion.

“No, Ma’am! I know he is hungry, too! You can always tell by the
pathetic gleam in his eyes!”

Dianne couldn’t help but smile, for certainly the great dog was
expressing just such a took. She said: “Well … leave him here with
me, dear, and you go ahead. I’ll feed him. We’ll give him some of that
roast from last night.”

“If you do, he will be your friend for life, Mrs. Dianne!” Kye said,
grinning. “I will be outside with Olaf.”

“All right, darling … and … and there’s a park two blocks from here
if you’d like to walk there, but don’t go any farther. Promise?”

“Yes, Ma’am, of course! What ever you say …!”

At the slam of the door behind him, Dianne sighed heavily. She’d said
none of the things she wanted to, but she wasn’t sorry. Later, once she
got her bearings about her there would be plenty of time. She’d passed
the most critical moment of all … she’d faced him, and he, her, as if
nothing had ever happened between them the night before …!

She watched Sergeant ravenously gulp at the entire remainder of the
roast she’d cut up for him while she sat at the table with coffee, for
the first time in her life enjoying one of Mark’s favorite drinks,
coffee royal. How he loved it, invariably smiling at her as he splashed
the cognac into the cup and reminding her that she didn’t know what she
was missing. Very soon, all of those little splendors would be
happening between them again … and they would be so happy.
Oooohhhh… what was this uneasiness eating at her concerning the one
man she loved and wanted with all her heart! God! She’d love him as
much even if he were the nation’s number one wanted criminal! Wouldn’t
she? Yes! Yes! Then why was she letting this ridiculous bit she’d built
up in her mind gnaw at her so? Damn … she wouldn’t … She absolutely
would not! Mark Keller meant too much to her to toy with! He was her
whole life … and now, there was Kye to think of …

The curvaceous, blonde young wife made herself a second, then a third
coffee royal before returning to her room carrying it. Through the
living room window she glanced to see Kye and Olaf, a little thrill of
excitement rippling through her at the sight of her ward’s handsome,
teenaged smile. Sergeant’s almost silent treading behind her reached
her ears and she smiled back at him.

“You coming with me, darling? Well … okay, but I’m going to take a
shower … Guess I did make a lifelong friend after all with that
roast, eh?”

Dianne paused to pet him, pleased at his warm, loving whimper for her.
She laughed and entered the room, setting the coffee cup in the
adjoining bath before coming back and quickly slipping out of her robe
and tiny nightie. She moved to the right of the open window to catch
its draft, a sense of well being filling her with the refreshing breath
of clean, cool air brushing over her satiny nakedness. At first,
Sergeant seated himself to watch her, then dropped prostrate,
stretching out his front paws and she smiled down at him as his eyes
rolled up at her.

“Lecher,” she whispered, walking toward the door to close and throw the
locking bolt for certain privacy. “If my husband could see you watching
me naked now …”

Diane laughed once more as she walked toward the bathroom, determined
to keep her pleasureful mood all day, no matter what. She flitted about
the tiled room doing personal things, her sultry green eyes at last
catching her own nakedly tanned curves reflected in the full length
mirror on the back of the door.

For a moment, she stood unmoving, consciously, admiring her symmetrical
shape … the full, pink-nippled breasts and slender waist flowing into
the flared arch of her seductively curved hips and smoothly rounded
thighs. Mark raved over her long legs, the shape of her calves, slender
ankles and tiny feet until she was embarrassed. Though he was always
fascinated by the white outline her swim-suit halter left across her
breasts, it was the white stretch of her hips and lower belly where the
curly triangle of sparse, blonde hair began to sprinkle over her pubic
mound and vaginal lips that mesmerized him most … and at that moment
too, Was causing tiny shivers of excitement to ripple over her!

Oh Mark, lover! Please hurry home! I need you so badly, darling …!

Dianne sighed, smiling sensually to herself. Those damned coffee
royals, she thought. They certainly had a kick like a mule … and a
sexy one at that! She stepped into the shower-stall, regulating the
water, the fine spraying needles exciting her naked, soft flesh, the
whole uplifting process adding to her happy mood.

She remembered her Mark’s often spewed philosophy that nothing was ever
as bad as it first appeared and felt confident that Kye was not about
to tell Mark and hurt her. He loved her and there was little question
about that, then after seeing him by the door earlier, her fears along
those lines were rapidly leaving her. Yet … even so, it must never
happen again! She’d already made her mind up to that … still, she
couldn’t quite imagine what had ever taken place in her chemistry to
make her lose so complete control to throw herself into the wildly
abandoned act of sucking him to completion, and then … then
swallowing it …

Distinctly, the entire lewd scene passed through her mind in compelling
review, graphically reminding Dianne that it’d been as if she’d had
absolutely no command over her desire to possess him … to feel and
stroke his hardened young cock in her hand … and then suck it like a
street whore into her mouth! A quiver of excitement fluttered over her
curved nakedness as she remembered the sweet taste of his swollen young
cock, and the hard, maddening feel of it to her experimenting tongue!
But when he’d finally shot his delicious, virilely fresh young sperm
into her mouth and throat and she’d swallowed it …

Oooohhh …!

Damn, she better stop thinking this way! Her sinful thoughts were
keying her right up again! Even the feel of her own hands as they
soaped the soft, yielding flesh of her breasts, stomach and thighs were
causing tiny, electric-like prickles to dance teasingly up between her
warm, sensitive legs! Oh God … enough of this nonsense, she decided,
even as she sensuously raised bubbly suds over the silken curls and
fleshy lips of her stimulated vagina, forcing herself to ignore the
provoked excitement which thoughts of Kye’s youthful nakedness and
hardened thick cock had quickly aroused in her.

Through sheer will power, Dianne rinsed off and toweled dry, a series
of tiny tremors still rippling over her naked, soft curves with every
step back into the bedroom.

Sergeant whimpered and she smiled down at him where he still lay
watching her every move. He wagged his tail and animalistically licked
at his jaws, and her soft, sweet-smelling hand when she bent downward,
petting his great head. She couldn’t help but wonder if, or what, he
was thinking as his big brown eyes seemed to rake over her, almost
lustfully ogling her nude body. It gave her an odd sensation of
exhibitionism as she stood there for a long moment almost tauntingly
posing before his gleaming animal eyes. Then, with a final smile and
pat, she picked up her manicuring set and walked to the bed, climbing
onto its middle with intentions of making dainty her feet which Mark
raved so much over.

The task required an almost lewd sitting position with legs widespread,
and bent at the knees and the curvaceously exposed Dianne couldn’t
resist looking at her reflection in the mirror of the vanity. As she
did, Sergeant’s sudden leap up onto the bed took her completely by
surprise, not only startling her but causing her to gasp out and lose
her balance, falling backward onto her elbows. With that, the big
animal immediately moved forward between her open legs, almost as if
she had spread them for him in obscene invitation, and Dianne could do
little more than gape up at him in shocked wonderment …

Chapter 4

Sergeant’s unexpected advance between her naked spread-open, legs
hardly frightened Dianne as she still lay propped on her elbows where
she had fallen back in surprise, for although he was a massive dog he
had never shown the slightest ferocity. She was simply awed by his
abrupt move and unpredicted position between her openly spread thighs.
She stared at him, her sultry green eyes reflecting the bewilderment
inside her, watching as his rounded brown ones continued to sweep over
her exposed curves almost as if he were feasting on them before taking
his sexual fill! And then, he moved in even closer up over her,
dropping his big head to lick out with a liquid, hot tongue against the
smooth flesh of her naked white stomach!

Dianne couldn’t help but gasp out at the astonishing contact and she
swallowed tightly as the full length of seething animal-flesh began to
lick moistly over her reflexive, muscle-tightened belly! Again and
again, he did it while she continued to lay there beneath the hotly
spread length of its taunting, wet caresses, his feverish licking
causing incredible lewd sensations to begin weirdly spiraling through
her.

My God! Wh-what was he trying to do to her? Her eyes widened as she
gaspingly watched his long fleshy tongue licking heatedly upward over
the quivering smooth lips of her navel! Higher and higher he inched,
until he was finally lapping the undersides of her exposed breasts,
ever-creeping upward over them toward their tiny, pebble-hardening
nipples … and at last, there! She couldn’t restrain the excited
little moan escaping her lips when his burning, moist flesh actually
reached them, wetly grazing the pink, sensitively rising buds again and
again to send wildly arousing spasms whipping through her now
tremulous, unresisting body!

Ooohhh …! What was happening to her, anyway? She must be losing her
mind! The damned liquor had numbed her so-called thinking capacities!
Good Lord, she had to put a stop to this … this bestial performance
before it went any further! But … but, she didn’t want to move with
the inconceivable rising heat his eagerly licking tongue brushing wetly
over the naked mounds of her breasts was creating inside her! She heard
him whimper deep in his throat, her widened stare fixed on his almost
loving performance. Then, his gleaming brown eyes raised to meet hers,
their obvious, desire-fed glow level with her own. Dianne felt her
breath quicken when he moved upward and startlingly began to run his
warm, liquid tongue in hotly swirling caresses over her face!

Oh God, she shockingly realized, he’s actually kissing me!

A feeling of gentle warmth filled Sergeant’s powerful body as he
tenderly licked over the pleasing, soft beauty of Dianne’s white flesh.
The pleasant taste of her breasts, and now her beautifully appealing
face very much intrigued him. She was unlike the other female humans he
had known and been trained to perform with. Her warm eyes reflected
emotions which not only made him happy inside, but avidly excited his
natural mating instincts in a manner he and not experienced before
except with his own kind, its unique sensation spurring him on.

Dianne reactively turned her head to move her face away from the huge
animal’s hot, licking strokes. There wasn’t any question in her roused
mind but what he was actually kissing her … showing her in his own
way his affection for her! She closed her eyes and abruptly he stopped.
Then, she felt the weight of him jiggling the bed and she opened them
to see him backing down between her still openly spread legs!
Mesmerized, she watched him poise his massive head between her lewdly
parted thighs, then slowly lower it, his heated animal-breath taunting
the fringe of soft, blonde pubic curls there! His cool, wet nose
brushed against the sensitive, warm flesh of her inner thighs … and
finally, the puffy, flushed lips of her undeniably excited pussy! She
heard his almost mewling whimper as he sniffed her rising female heat,
taunting her susceptibly naked loins as though he were making an actual
seduction!

Once more, the urge to stop this shameful act before it went any
further raced through Dianne’s lust-glazing brain, but was quickly
forgotten as she felt his cold, damp nose suddenly probing wetly into
the smooth vale between her partially spread buttocks, and finally down
against the tiny puckered ring of her anus!

“Oh … oh you devil!” she choked, lurching uncontrollably beneath the
erotic contact. “Y-You better stop … and right this minute …!”

Ooooohhhhh …!

His exploring tongue had snaked out to lick wormingly up and down the
smooth crevice surrounding her tightly clenched little anal mouth, the
tip burrowing teasingly up into its baby-like lips!

Dianne wasn’t sure whether it was shame or the tantalization itself
that made her try to squirm her naked loins away, but when the no-
longer docile brute raised his head and warningly growled, she quickly
stopped! Fear of him, she knew then for the first time, and she froze
as he lowered his great head once more, the wet, seething tongue
beginning to lick at the narrow pink crevice between her helplessly
spread thighs! She began to tremble and groan uncontrollably as he
wetly drew it upward over the full length of her openly spread pussy.
Ooohh God! The lewd sensations were stabbing wildly inward to reach
deep into the nerve centers of her shamefully fluttering belly!

Again he did it, this time, his raging, fiery tongue spreading through
the yielding, hair-fringed lips of her cunt like a fluid blade! It
didn’t stop, but continued to relentlessly splay wide the pink
sensitive flesh, pausing at last to lunge in a penetrating curl far up
her moistened, dilating vaginal passage! “Oooh God,” she gasped and
spasmed convulsively, dropping her head back on the bed and writhing in
reactive bodily contortions to his oral rape … but he never stopped
… and she wasn’t sure that she wanted him to now as she mindlessly
drew her legs back to give him greater access to her hotly responding
vaginal plane.

At that intensively breathtaking moment, the nakedly enchanted Dianne
was not sure of anything but the sudden thrill of erotic passion his
mercilessly ravaging tongue was generating through her lasciviously
vulnerable young body. Her moans unrestrainably increased, while her
mind slipped deeper and deeper into an unknown spell-binding oblivion
of sensuality that she could not and did not want to fight! Again and
again, his pleasure bringing animal-tongue grazingly bathed her exposed
loins, from the snug, eagerly reacting lips of her rhythmically flexing
little anus, upward through the glistening, liquid crevice of her
erotically aroused pussy. At its peak, it maddeningly hesitated, almost
as if trained, she wildly thought … then, it penetrated to flick with
that same knowing at the trembling bud of her tiny clitoris,
irresistibly magnifying her building passion a thousand times!

Dianne lost all track of time, and how long it went on she had no way
of judging, only that it did, the heavenly seating tongue licking
relentlessly through and over her moistly inflamed cuntal flesh until
she was gasping and writhing her whole naked body insanely on the
mattress beneath it!

“Oooohhh … oohhhhh …!” she chokingly groaned as he flicked the
tormenting length in a hot, Just-keening curt up into the clutching
little mouth of her sizzling vaginal channel. “Ooohhhh … yes … yes,
lover! Do it for me! Make me cum, Sergeant darling …! Please … lick
me more … more … oohhh, lick me! Lick me, you beautiful brute …!

Dianne hardly knew what she was saying, her overwhelming desire had
built to that intensity … but abruptly, she realized the loss of his
delightful tongue and lifted her head to gape in confused
disappointment.

“Oh please … please don’t stop, lover!” she almost pathetically
hissed down at him, suddenly grasping hold of his huge head with gentle
hands. “More, baby … lick it more … please …?”

He let her guide him back down between her quivering, anxiously spread
thighs, a whimper an animalistic groan of her own, the blonde, lust-
intoxicated young wife drew her knees back to her breasts, pulling his
nose back tight down into her wetly throbbing vagina!

His loving tongue flicked up the fire-filled passage like an attacking
lizard, his own whines blending with hers as he fiercely lashed and
penetrated again and again into the glistening pink flesh between her
lewdly spread thighs and buttocks.

” Oh … ooohhh … yes! Lick it, lover … lick my cunt!” she
lustfully begged, undulating her opened, obscenely positioned loins and
rounded white buttocks frantically up against his hotly flicking
tongue.

Sergeant could keenly smell as well as taste the exotic delight of her
human female lust, the pungent, aromatic flavor firing his sexual want
higher and higher. Though he had known many human shes, none had ever
captured his natural impulses as did this soft, white female with the
long, sunshine hair. He had sensed her warmth from the beginning, but
now he could feel her love flowing through the affectionate, smooth
curves of her entire body. Especially, it was there down between her
welcomingly spread legs where he licked with his rut-heated tongue that
he knew the unhidable, sensitive realness of her. This yielding pink
flesh of her open cunt in its hotly flowing poignancy revealed her
innermost secrets and as he greedily and lovingly tongued the wispy,
curl-fringed softness, he sensed the rising heaviness in his own animal
loins.

Dianne felt his tongue suddenly desert her lewdly offered vaginal
opening with a certain decisiveness, and she quickly raised her head to
see him backing off several steps.

“Oh … oh no, darling … what’s wrong?” she moaned to his entreating
whine. “Please, don’t stop? Not now, lover! Wh-What is it you want,
baby? Oh God … show me, darling! Show Dianne some way …!”

He moved to her side almost as if he’d understood, nosing against her
naked hip in an action she realized that she understood! God … he
wanted her to turn over onto her stomach! There wasn’t any question now
in her wildly infused brain but what he had been actually schooled to
this! Gently, he nudged again, the whimpering sounds coming from the
depths of his great chest!

The very lewdness of the act itself made her do it. Her mind raced in
the sensual pool of lustful pleasure he had already created for her.
She had to know what was next, she realized in her erotic intoxication,
lowering her legs to roll over flat onto her stomach, no thought of
fear or resistance in her sensually fired mind. Again, she spread her
shapely legs wide, sensing that he wanted this as did she, picturing
hedonistically her own naked, smooth curves in her mind’s eye. She
heard his panting, then felt hot breath against the soft mounds of her
partially raised buttocks. At last, she delightedly felt the heat of
his long, wet tongue slithering into the smooth satiny crevice
separating them!

Dianne groaned audibly, feverish sensations of open lust stabbing ever
stronger up through her desire-inflamed cunt and belly. She hardly
realized it as she reached back behind her self with her small hands to
lasciviously spread the lushly-rounded cheeks open, offering him full
access to her tiny, palpitating anus! Then, his loving hot tongue was
insanely licking against it, again wetly splaying open the thin, curl-
fringed lips of her seething pussy to graze the pink, blood-flushed
flesh on its lewd upward stroke.

Oh God! She was going to lose her mind completely! She was … truly!
And then, her animal lover was nuzzling his long nose beneath her
pelvis and making lifting gestures, his desire as clear to her as if he
had spoken! She raised up, something of obedience flashing through her,
elevating her widespread buttocks as she knelt subjectively before the
massive beast in complete slavish acceptance of what he was about to do
to her.

Once more, as if wanting her to know his deepest feelings, he drew his
thickened, splaying tongue upward through the full length of her
passionately weeping cuntal crevice, and Dianne gasped out her sensual
pleasure. She tried to widen her knees even further to open the hotly
pulsating slit between her thighs wider to him. His long, curling
animal-tongue thrust lovingly, sweeping with a fluid heat through the
inner blood-flushed flesh and flicking at the hungrily grasping mouth
of her vagina, enticingly stroking her offered loins to more intensive
heat before he moved to a new, and even more shocking position!

She tensed as the massive dog’s muscular, furry body crowded in behind
her toward her nakedly trembling buttocks, suddenly aware that he was
raising up on his hind legs and his powerful forelegs were grasping at
her upthrusting hips! Good Lord! He must be mounting her, she thought,
wildly twisting her head to look back over her naked back … and he
was! Oh, my God! He actually was! He intended to fuck her as though she
were just another female animal of his own kind!

Her desire confused brain whirled with the impossible, lurid idea, yet
remembered, too, that somewhere she had heard, or read, of such
unnatural acts being committed! God almighty! she inwardly gasped, her
body tremoring to the lewdly growing sensations Sergeant’s lashing
tongue had set aflame in her palpitating loins. Then, her lust-hazed
eyes caught sight of their lewdly locked position in the vanity mirror
and she groaned helplessly at the lewdly provocative reflection. The
beastial obscenity of the big German shepherd astraddle the white,
widespread moons of her smoothly ovaled buttocks sent unbelievable
waves of wildly rising fire searing through her nakedly quivering body.

Abruptly, she gaped at the breathtaking sight of his glistening,
scarlet cock emerging from its long sheath, wet and hard, the moistened
tapered end slipping and dancing as it moved forward to probe the damp,
pink crevice of her maddeningly excited cunt! She felt his strong
canine body jerk against the flesh of her supple, white buttocks, saw
his dangling thick length of hardened cock trying to penetrate the thin
vertical mouth of her defenselessly upturned vagina!

He whined loudly, his forepaws making new demands against the soft
sensitive flesh of her naked hips as he thrustingly humped forward on
his hind legs behind her, desperately struggling to bury the sleekly
throbbing shaft up inside her!

Dianne saw it all in the mirror, and with a sensuously escaping moan
she shifted her hungrily quivering buttocks back at it in an effort to
capture the lengthening hardness, the feverishly impassioned tension
inside her reaching an almost totally unbearable point! Ooohhh yesss
… she wanted it … had to have his long, thick animal-cock buried
deep up inside her fire-filled cunt! God … she had to have it racing
into her inflamed belly before she became delirious with her building
desire! Nothing else mattered!

She reached underneath her breasts back between her full, widely spread
thighs, grasping the slippery animal-organ to spread her softly curling
pubic hair with the tip and guide its hotly pulsating head to the mouth
of her eagerly waiting vaginal hole! Immediately, he humped forward,
bursting it from her grip as he split her vulnerable young cuntal
channel wider and wider, sending the tong rod of hard, thick animal-
cock deep up into the hotly squirming passage between her wide-split
thighs!

Dianne watched in the mirror with bulging-eyed fascination as the
burning, scarlet rod of stiffened dog flesh slithered forward with a
wet, fierce charge, burying itself all the way up to the hilt in her
inhumanely stretched vaginal passage. Sergeant’s heavy, sperm-bloated
balls swung down with a savageness, flatly smacking against her golden
pussy-hair, as her breath gaspingly exploded from her lungs.

The intensive, pressuring sensation of impalement came bursting again
through her loins and she grunted gutturally to it, then choked out:
“M-My God …!” Her widened green eyes gaping unseeingly as her
panting, excited animal-lover began to fuck rhythmically up into her
from behind. Her head jarring from his every powerful, breast-quivering
plunge, Dianne tried to concentrate on the long, scarlet length of
hardness wetly searing into her as she began to lewdly grind her naked
buttocks around and move in a slow, lurid tempo backward to meet his
brutal, breathtaking strokes!

Unequaled sensations of base-lust filled her sensuously slaying body as
she thrust backward onto the ever-thickening cock skewering deeper and
deeper up into her raging hot belly from behind! Furiously, his
muscular animal beauty battered and thudded resoundingly against her
yielding, widespread ass-cheeks, his pulsatingly huge cock a relentless
shaft of glistening, sadistic joy sinking to its full length deep up
into the soft, quivering flesh of her belly! With unrestrainable,
whimpering mewls, she lewdly rotated her rounded, working buttocks back
at Mm faster now with an obscene frenzy, grinding her hotly clinging
cunt walls back over the length of his hardened, piercing animal-cock
with a masochistic cry of wanton passion.

The signal flashed through her lust-inflamed young body then, the
unmistakable beacon of ecstatic fulfillment! It spiraled through her
seething loins like the prickling of a million warning needles, and
gnawed at the base of her quaking belly with the promise of enchanting
rapture. She moaned loudly to the jagged edges of her growing erotic
bliss, gaping at the mirror hungrily to see the massive dog’s wet,
thick cock disappearing up between the soft whiteness of her roundly
absorbing buttocks, his furious fucking of her tempoed in quickened
jerky animal strokes! She saw her own pink cuntal flesh moistly
clinging to his huge hardness when he pulled out of her, then vanishing
back up inside with his heavy, buttock-flattening charge, his heavy
cum-laden balls smacking solidly below between the spread-open lips of
her hungrily welcoming pussy.

Her brain reeled in the throes of wildly roused passion, her eyes
feasting on the sensual spectacle of her full white breasts quivering
and swaying like hanging mounds of lush, pink-crested fruit to his
beautiful, battering barrage! She saw the flailing veil of her long
blonde hair when she tossed her head in cadence to the moans of gasping
pleasure hissing out shamelessly from her pleading lips!

“Oooohhh darling … fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me senseless!” she cried
back at the furiously humping German shepherd. “Harder, lover …
harder …!”

It was the waiting lilt in her helplessly pleading cry that made
Sergeant know her sexual delight. He whimpered back in response as he
ardently thrust into her from behind, his basic instincts urging him
on. He knew that he was bringing her joy by the way she was eagerly
grinding her soft female cunt back onto his heavily aching hardness.
The wet warmth of her human vaginal channel was greedily clenching at
it as they always did, but this one was like a bitch mate of his own
breed, and his heart pounded lovingly in his chest for her.

He sensed the dribbling wetness against his loins that trickled down
the soft, smooth backs of her thighs from where he fucked into her, and
he saw the thin, sheen-like droplets of perspiration that had gathered
on her naked white body beneath him. His own tongue hung loosely from
his opened jaws in heated frenzy. The moment of culmination was near!

Abruptly, Dianne raised her lust-slackened face to wail out a guttural,
animal-like groan from deep in her throat. Her lust glazed eyes grew
round and unseeing. “Oh Goddd! I-It’s too much … too much! Y-You’re
driving me mad, loverrr …!” And her voice died in a strangled mixture
of choked sob and ragged sigh, her head tossing frantically from side
to side, her long, golden hair flailing as she began the first
convulsions of her climax, skewering her white, passionately undulating
buttocks back onto his long, thick rod of canine hardness with a
sluttishness that she never realized she was capable of!

The first spasm struck her then and she cried out again, slamming her
rounded white ass-cheeks back hard against the rhythmically fucking
dog-cock with a desperate, frenzied lunge. At the same time, Sergeant
responded with a forward thrust and growl, his massive hardness
beginning to spew its scalding animal sperm deep up into her soft,
wildly constricting belly with long, hard jet-like spurts.

“Oh God,” she moaned, the lewdness of her act drowning her. “Oh God,
he’s cumming all the way up to my tits!”

Again and again, Dianne wailed and moaned, her crazily jerking buttocks
beginning to contract convulsively to the huge heated eruption
exploding hotly in her belly and loins in the universal ecstasy of all
animals! She threw her head from side to side in the sensuous joy of
her bliss … at last, opening her eyes on the mirror to see the
combination of human-animal cum oozing whitely from her tightly
clenching cuntal mouth still clasping and milking hungrily at her
animal lover’s slowly deflating cock. Thin rivulets of their sticky,
white fluids ran hotly down the smooth tanned columns of her inner
thighs … and when she could no longer watch, her stomach filled
almost to the bursting point with his warm animal sperm, she pitched
forward on her breasts, gasping a great sigh of pleasureful relief …

Dianne lay unmoving for a long, long moment, unable to think of
anything but the beautiful, wildly fulfilling orgasm she had just
known, feeling his movements on the bed behind and over her. Oh, Kye
had been so right about the wonderful brute being her friend for life
… but she doubted that just giving him the roast had been totally
responsible … God … what had ever possessed her to let him commit
such a forbidden, debasing act on her? She’d been no better than a
debauched little animal herself … and the way he had gone at her from
the very beginning, as if he’d been trained to it!

She knew that she should be feeling repugnant shame, but strangely
enough, she wasn’t! Why … because she knew he could never tell a
soul? Yes, at least, that was undoubtedly part of it. God, what
insanely wicked thing had suddenly come over her, anyway …?

Then, she felt his hot, wet tongue licking the smooth, sensitive flesh
of her naked buttocks and the small of her back, tiny sensations
immediately re-inciting her almost exhausted loins and liquidly filled
belly! It stopped, and smiling, Dianne rolled over to see him leap from
the bed and trot to the locked door where he stood looking at her with
open jaws and wagging tail, knowing then in her heart that it would
happen again, that she would never be able to help herself!

“Just like a male,” she spoke to him softly, her smile still evident as
she arose from the bed. “Now that you’ve seduced me, you beautiful
darling, you want out …

Chapter 5

Olaf Jensen waited impatiently for over an hour, hoping Kye would come
back so that he could question him further about the “American dollie”
who he swore had sucked him. In the Asian boy’s absence, the oafish
teenager had given it almost undivided thought, until finally he was
convinced that Kye had told him the truth! Except, he knew that this
newcomer to the building had not been anyplace to meet a local girl …
which meant that whoever he was referring to lived right there! And the
only girl he was most apt to have been that close to in just three days
was … was Mrs. Keller!

Jesus Christ! That beautiful, mind-blowing job, with those terrific
tits and crazy tight ass going down on a little fink like Kye was
almost impossible to imagine! Even to think of her spreading those
gorgeous long legs to get fucked seemed sacreligiously unbelievable to
Olaf, though he knew the Captain damn sure did it when he was home, but
it was still beyond anything he could picture in his mind. Shit, she
was just too beautiful, like something you simply kept around to look
at …,almost as if she were above anything to do with sex. But who in
hell else was that scrawny little bastard talking about if not her?

The thinking about it alone was enough to stir his loins inside the
faded, tight jeans, a rush of blood surging through the long length of
his penis to arouse it toward hardness. He worked on, but with
increasing glances over the brick wall down the street in the direction
Kye had taken. Shit, he had to know more, he suddenly decided, picking
up his T-shirt and slipping it over his head as he walked toward the
gate. He’d even chance his old man getting up-tight if he found him
gone, but that wasn’t likely this time of day. He was soused on his
beer and probably sleeping in front of the glaring TV. The old bastard
… the way he’d ridden him ever since he’d gotten busted for having a
couple of joints on him. You’d think the old fart was some sort of
model to pattern one’s self after! Hell, he hadn’t been worth a goddamn
since his mom died … and those frigging witches he picked up to bring
home in the wee hours of the morning …

Kye probably went to the park, Olaf thought, stretching out his long,
powerful legs in a quickened gait. Maybe he was screwy, but he really
believed the little character, and after logically putting two and two
together, who the fuck else was he talking about but Mrs. Keller …?

Kye was feeding squirrels in the park from a bag of peanuts when Olaf
found him, having decided as he walked, to use every ounce of finesse
he could muster with the younger, foreign boy. He sat down gently
beside him so as not to scare the tamed little animals away, aware that
his new acquaintance was intrigued by the way they were accepting the
nuts from his extended hand.

“You see, Olaf!” Kye explained in a whisper. “They’re not afraid of me!
They eat right out of my hand! Is not that wonderful? In my country, a
squirrel, should you actually see one, is frightened to death! The war
has destroyed all the warm, God-given things!”

“Yeah … Sometimes, I come down here and feed ‘em, too,” the older boy
lied.

“You do? Oh, that’s nice! Little animals make me feel good inside!” Kye
said with his usual exuberance. “You see? I am not angry anymore, and I
was when I left you!”

Olaf nodded his blond head, studying the other with his small blue
eyes. “I’m sorry about that, Kye … but what you were saying about
getting sucked … well …”

“It is all right. I understand, Olaf … but you must believe that I
would not lie to you.”

“Oh sure! I believe that!” the big teenager emphatically implied. “But
you know, you’ve only been here a few days, and then saying it was an
American dollie … well …”

“It is true! And it happened last night, in fact …!” Kye said without
thinking and catching himself too late.

“Last night? I saw you when you went in last night, Kye,” Olaf
immediately picked up, realizing he had his opening. “The only girl you
were with was Captain Keller’s wife! Now … how do you explain that,
guy?”

Kye swallowed tightly. A squirrel captured a peanut from his hand and
ran off. Something of a vacant nature swelled in his lean belly. He
remember his own thoughts about wondering if Captain Mark would kill
him should he know what had happened, and how he had intended to say
nothing so that she would do it again …!

“Come on, Kye, you’re not trying to make out that a beautiful girl like
Mrs. Keller would ever suck your prick, are you?” Olaf grinningly
questioned, unable to play his finesse game, or hide his mounting
excitement as his heavy, boyish cock stiffened uncontrollably stiffened
inside his jeans at the mere thought. “Sonofabitch, there you go again,
kid, handing me all that shit …

“Is not shit! I told you that before!” Kye angrily spat, taking the
rest of the peanuts and strewing them onto the ground. “Kye does not
be! And Mrs. Dianne thinks much of me, too!”

“But not enough to suck your puny cock, buddy-boy …!”

“Yes! Yes, she does and she did! Last night!”

“I don’t believe it!”

“She did, almighty goddamn, she did! How much you want to bet, Joe?”
Kye spat at him, irresistibly throwing his Saigon street jargon at the
other’s taunting face.

“Prove it! Make her do it again … then I’ll believe it!” Olaf teased,
getting to his knees. “Let’s see you make her do it again, Kye boy, if
you ain’t throwing out that Vietnamese shit of yours …!”

“All right, I will!”

“When?”

“Tonight! You come by my window and watch! ”

“How? The venetian blinds are always closed!”

“I’ll fix them! You’ll see that Kye does not lie! Then you will
apologize!”

“You bet! I’ll gladly apologize, Kye … but you’ve got to prove it
first …

* * *

Captain Mark Keller caught a bus from March Air Force Base into the
nearest four-corners of Edgemont and chose a little tavern where beer
was the strongest drink, perching himself on a stool at the corner of a
little patronized bar. The handsome, gray-eyed officer wanted nothing
except privacy to think this night. He decided he’d chosen the right
place. A jukebox whined out country music and a pair of rolled-up
shirt-sleeved, burly men wearing hard, construction hats played a
limited game of pool on a special, small table in the center of the
room. There were no females. Mark sighed and gulped at the cold froth
of his beer.

What the hell was he going to do? Even if Kye and Sergeant were allowed
to stay, and it was beginning to look better for them. Could he re-
adapt himself … ever in God’s world?… after the life he had been
leading? … the sensual world he’d come to know? Christ, he surely
didn’t want to hurt Dianne! The truth was, he loved her so much that it
did hurt! But …! Yeah, that was it … all the buts! And how in
Christ name did he get over those buts … only to find himself back in
a world that would no longer do it for him!

And what the hell was he going to do for a living once he was shed of
this uniform? Christ, he just couldn’t go back to the hum-drum of
drafting, not after the wild, easy life and kind of money he’d been
making. On the other hand, operating a string of whores and using boys
for pimps wasn’t exactly looked upon as being an acceptable profession
in the good old U. S. of A. either. Yeah, he’d made a bundle, all of it
nicely tucked in his gear at the base, and more than enough to set him
up soundly in some legitimate business or other … but what? And how
was he about to explain where he’d come by a hundred-grand to Dianne
when he was supposed to have been fighting a police action for his
country?

Hell, he’d done his share of the fighting; he had no compunctions over
that, and he’d been small potatoes compared to a score of other
exploiting operators he’d brushed against in Nam, but it was Dianne and
how she would react if she knew the truth that was really gnawing the
hell out of him. Among all of her other attributes, both intellectual
and physical, she had a code of morals that wouldn’t quit … or should
he say ethics? Christ, he could just imagine the expression on her face
if she was ever to learn that her loving, hero-husband had been known
on the Saigon streets as Mr. Ace, South Viet Nam’s number one
whoremonger! But there was little chance of that unless he told her
himself, and the more he thought about it the stronger his conclusions
became that it would be like cutting his own throat! She would just
never understand and he knew it!

The handsome Air Force officer finished his beer and ordered another,
while the twangy Western music continued to the solid clacking of pool-
bails behind him. He thought of the bars in Saigon where untold numbers
of cuddly little teenage bitches competed for your cock, each one
highly, self-skilled at her own sensual specialty and trying
desperately to out-do her sisters. Christ, what they couldn’t conceive
of to make a Joe happy was beyond the sexual imagination. Then, with a
touch of yum-yum to fire them even more … goddamn … just thinking
about it was enough to set him right off!

He shook his head and gulped at his beer. Damn, if he didn’t love
Dianne so frigging much … but how was he ever going to go back to
their mild forms of love-making after marinating for almost a year in a
culture where even eating was secondary to fucking … and the male was
king …?

* * *

The smoldering residue of sensual pleasure both Kye and his beautiful
German shepherd had left warming Dianne’s voluptuous young body
continued to glow teasingly inside her throughout the day. Regardless
of what she did to try and occupy her mind, her thoughts invariably
returned to one or both of those lewd, erotic episodes, until before
the day was passed she had intimately relived them in every detail a
hundred times. This was not to say that she didn’t feel like some kind
of shameless deviate from the abnormal act of sucking a young teenage
boy to orgasm in her mouth, or being taken from behind by his massive
dog; yet God knows, she was neither sorry, nor any longer conscience-
stricken!

It actually amazed the young blonde beauty when she finally did realize
her total lack of remorsefulness, and the longer she milked at her
memories the less self-reproaching she became, even when thoughts of
Mark entered into the picture. In fact, it had been under the hairdryer
at the beauty shop where she had gone for an uplifting shampoo and
manicure, that she found herself defensively referring in her mind to
her young husband’s mysterious “whatever”. Why she had suddenly decided
that there was a cloak of shadiness veiling the image of this man she
loved so much, Dianne couldn’t pinpoint, but she remembered there had
been a series of little things said or implied by Kye in his youthful
innocence … and then, there was that certain attribute called woman’s
intuition involved … for whatever that was worth.

It was true; she knew it was … just as she realized that she could
never love him less no matter what. But did he have this kind of love
for her? What would his opinion of her be now if he knew the truth
about her sexual involvement with Kye and Sergeant? God, she shuddered
to think of that!

In the living room enjoying her second Cuba Libre, Dianne again checked
the window to see if she could catch sight of her handsome young ward
and his lovable German shepherd. Not even Olaf was anywhere to be seen,
and it was getting on toward dinner time. She hoped he hadn’t wandered
off someplace and perhaps gotten lost … but that was ridiculous, she
reminded herself, remembering that he was unlike any boy she had ever
known. After what he’d been through, to get lost in a peaceful little
suburb like La Berdina would be next to impossible.

Her warm, inward smile was mirrored on her sensuously, full lips as she
walked to the kitchen to prepare a light meal for them. She planned to
take him to a movie later, and then perhaps they would stop somewhere
for ice cream or something. Sergeant would have to stay home and look
after things, but they wouldn’t be very late. Then, they could sit
around for awhile and talk. Perhaps she could begin to carefully draw
some of the information from him concerning Mark which was going to
plague her until she learned the truth. Then …

Then?

A sensation of lust-incited desire fluttered through Dianne’s simmering
loins and soft, tingling belly, followed by another of inner-shock as
she forced herself to face the truth flashing deep from the hidden
recesses of her subconscious mind. She dropped the head of lettuce
she’d taken from the refrigerator to rinse, onto the floor with a
bouncing, splat-like sound which reminded her of hot flesh against
flesh! God! What was happening to her? She … she very definitely had
intentions of seducing him … of taking up where they had left off
last night! Yes, and somewhere in that obscenely forbidden memory, she
had seen Sergeant’s long, thick scarlet hardness … both of them
together loving her in a wild three-way lust while she gave herself to
them both at the same time in a blinding passion of sensual debauchery!

Oh God! Oh God! She must be totally perverted! Never had she felt such
a total lack of self-control, nor anything to equal the ever-building
flames of erotic desire as those racing through the rounded little bowl
of her belly at that moment! The urge to reach down and finger-fuck
herself crazy there was almost unbearable! Instead, she picked up her
drink and drained it, quickly making another, and it was then that Kye,
with Sergeant, burst in through the back door …

* * *

He had been reluctant to do it, but there was no other sure way if he
were to prove to Olaf he was not lying. So, while Mrs. Dianne was away,
Kye had busily made a spoonful of yum-yum powder into a colorless,
tasteless, odorless liquid with water and spilled a few drops into all
of her liquor bottles. He had also spilled several grains into her tea
and coffee for good measure, but being extremely careful not to use too
much, well knowing its reaction. Then, he had gone back to the park to
feed the squirrels, while Olaf’s huge, drunken father reprimanded him
for leaving without permission.

“You stupid little sonofabitch! How many times do I have to tell you
that you don’t leave here without asking me first?” the monstrous man
with the graying hair and red-rimmed eyes had raged, causing Kye to
take several steps backward.

“Aw, Paw, I just took a quick walk down to the park …”

“I’ll quick-walk you, you dumb asshole! I’ll let Judge Reynolds put you
on ice for a year or so if you don’t get on the goddamned ball!” the
massive man whose belly was huge and who wore a scraggly gray-beard
warned, then gulped from his can of beer. Even Sergeant had shied back,
a deep growl bunching in his throat.

Kye had caught his pet by the scruff of the neck and led him away
toward their door, the thought occurring to him that maybe Olaf
wouldn’t be able to get out tonight anyway. Well, no matter; he’d go
ahead with his plans just the same. The idea of Mrs. Dianne sucking him
again was anything but unexciting, though he still couldn’t help but
think of what Captain Mark might do to him if he knew! And Captain Mark
was the best friend he’d ever had … at least, he had been, up until
he’d met Mrs. Captain Mark …

Chapter 6

Dianne had several drinks from one of Kye’s doctored liquor bottles and
throughout their hastily thrown together meal, she felt as if a huge
raging bonfire had been built up between her thighs! She uncontrollably
squirmed downward against the cushioned rim of the dining room chair,
forcing its ridge to pressure against the lips of her wetly seeping
pussy! She was alive with erotic sensations which were eating sensually
at the very lining of her belly! God, what was wrong with her? She’d
never been more sexually hot in her whole life!

“… So he said he sometimes came to feed the squirrels, too!” Kye went
on, watching her rising reaction to the yum-yum and stuffing his mouth
with everything in sight. “He is not an easy boy to like, Mrs. Dianne,
but I have seen his father, and it is not all his fault!”

“I-I know, Kye,” the young, feverishly impassioned woman answered,
surprised at her own voice and the words it spoke. God, she could never
stand to watch a movie. She’d go insane waiting! At that very moment,
in her lewdly fired mind’s eyes, she could see his young swollen cock
in all of its beautiful hardness, the moist, blood-engorged head
filling her hungrily sucking mouth …! “I-I thought we’d go to bed
early … read, maybe together …! Would you like that?”

“Sure! I love to read American books. You have something hot? Something
that tells all about fucking, maybe, Mrs. Dianne?” he questioned
intentionally with innocence. “I used to read them in Saigon …!”

He went on, but the blonde, insanely fired young wife hardly heard him.
His use of four-letter words had been like a bellows inside her! She
couldn’t help herself as she reached over and clasped his slender young
hand.

“We … we don’t need those kind of books to inspire us, darling!” she
sensuously whispered. “We have each other … and our own ways …
don’t we?”

“You bet, Ma’am … you bet we do!” Kye replied with an enthusiastic
gun, wondering if Olaf was going to be able to get to the window. “You
want to go now … into the bedroom, I mean …?”

“D-Do you, Kye darling …?”

“Sure! I mean, yes! Let’s go get naked together!”

“Ohhhh … you … you luscious young darling!” Dianne exclaimed,
getting up from her chair to stumble around and hug his head tightly
against the softness of her desire-swollen breasts. She bent down and
kissed him on the lips, flicking her tiny wet tongue hotly into his
mouth as she held him, fired all the more by the way he accepted and
began to suck it! “Ohhhhhhh, God! Go into your room and strip naked for
Dianne, lover! Hurry! Please, hurry …!”

Mindlessly, she hustled through the apartment to lock both back and
front doors, switching off lights as she hurried excitedly into his
bedroom to find him standing and waiting for her, still fully clothed.
He gunned, then licked out to moisten his young, dry lips as she said:
“You’re not undressed, darling, like I asked you …?”

“I wait for you to do it for me, Mrs. Dianne!” he said, his youthful
dark eyes aglow, the bulge in the front of his jeans noticeably
stirring. “It is much more bang-up that way!”

A tremor of feverish lust raced through her at his words and the
visible sight of his teenage arousal. She closed in on him, one hand
moving gently behind his head while the other reached down between them
to grasp his viriley swollen young cock inside his pants between her
thumb and teasingly milking fingers.

“Oh, Kye … little lover, it feels so thick and long tonight!” she
gasped, incredible sensations of lecherous passion rippling over the
hot flesh of her wildly incited body. “I-I can’t wait to see it again
… hold it naked and hard in my hand! Ummmmm … come on, darling,
let’s hurry and get undressed … so you can see me totally naked for
you for the first time, too!”

Hot zing! That was it, all right! He had to see her all beautifully
naked, even if Captain Mark killed him! Shit, he would kiss and suck
her delicious white tits … see and feel the silken hair on her hot,
fleshy cunt between her legs, with its wet, pink crevice opening right
up and sucking inward for him! He would know whether it was blonde
pussy-hair like the long golden strands tumbling down around her
shoulders! Almighty goddamn, right now, nothing else mattered, because
his stiffened cock had already begun to hurtfully throb and there was a
dull, tingling ache churning below in his sperm-filling balls!

“You sit right here on the edge of the bed, little lover, and watch
Dianne,” she hissed, quickly kissing his young lips, her breathing
raspy as she leaned down then backed away before him, intensive waves
of wantonness goading her wildly on as she began to strip her clothes
away before him.

Kye did sit, staring through eagerly anticipating eyes, while her own,
which were fired with the burning gleam of lasciviously rising heat,
fed on the innocence of his youthfully handsome face. She slowly
unbuttoned her blouse, slipping out of it, knowing that it was her
curved white body in its complete nakedness that his eyes were
impatiently waiting to feast on for the first time. Realizing that, she
intentionally taunted him with slow, enticing movements, savoring with
pleasure the expressions of mounting excitement lighting his handsome
young face.

She could see the swollen outline of his hardness jerking furiously
inside the imprisonment of his jeans, and she continued to move with
the teasingly slow lethargy of a girl undressing in the privacy of her
bedroom. She gently slithered her shorts down over her smooth, rounded
hips and let them puddle uselessly at her feet on the floor. She heard
his little quickened gasp, knowing that he was staring with fixed eyes
on the soft, puffy mound between her partially spread legs, undoubtedly
seeing the wetness from her hotly moistened vagina dampening her
panties and the thinly flattened pubic curls slightly visible through
the sheer material. Then, as she teasingly removed her bra, letting it
slide with tantalizing slowness down her arms, she saw his dark, young
eyes jerk upward, locking there on the jutting, unveiled firmness of
her breasts, their tiny buds rising sensitively to the brushing air
like little marblish gems. Without looking directly at him, Dianne made
them sway and jiggle resiliently by tossing the lacy garment of her bra
toward a chair, knowing the impelling intoxication she was boiling up
inside him as well as herself.

At last, she rolled her brief bikini panties down over the smooth arch
of her full hips and rounded white buttocks, causing the teenager to
choke out a gasp of unhidable admiration, sending thrills of sensual
delight prickling over her nakedly exposed curves. Breathing heavily
now herself, Dianne kicked them away, her lush white breasts dancing as
she nearly ran to him to drop onto her knees between his legs.

“Hot balls, Mrs. Dianne, you are the most beautiful girl in the world!”
he praisingly blurted, eagerly clutching at one full breast as he
hugged her soft, naked loveliness tightly to him and tried to kiss her
mouth.

Dianne moaned with the erotic bliss of it all, finding his lips and
sucking his young, sweet-tasting tongue between her own, holding him
that way for a long, sensuously intoxicating moment before reaching
down and unfastening his jeans.

“Lie back, darling! Now, Dianne will undress you and make it ‘bang-up’
the way you like it!” she ordered in a smiling whisper, and he did.

Kye excitedly lifted his lean, young buttocks and let her slip his
pants down, his brain a whirling mass of hotly building entrancement.
He raised his arms to let her pull the T-shirt over his head, and then
she was pressing him back down onto the bed with gentle hands against
his bared chest, those same warm, velvety hands moving down to slip
inside the waistband of his shorts to eagerly work them over his hips
and down his tensed legs … until he, too, was completely naked! She
knelt there between his spread thighs, gaping down at his hardened
young cock and sperm-filling balls in the same greedy manner she had
the night before … as if she were maybe going to devour the whole
goddamned length of it right down into her yum-yummed, little belly!

She was hot like a fucking incendiary bomb! Sonofabitch, he hoped he
had not given her too much, but goddamn, he could not worry about that
now! He raised up, perching on his elbows to watch her small, white
hand slowly encircle his rigidly throbbing, cock to send a tremendous
jolt of excitement charging through his loins as she drew it up
straight away from his muscle-tautened belly. Then, she began to jack
its thin layer of outer fore-skin up and down, pulling it down tight to
pop out the moist, pulsating head. Her greedily watching eyes and open-
mouthed expression seemed to be caught in an almost hypnotic spell, Kye
thought, as he breathlessly watched her, and for a long moment she
hardly looked like Mrs. Dianne at all … more like the yum-yummed
Saigon bitches who fucked and sucked the Joes until sometimes they had
to fight to get away from them! Almighty goddamn, had he given her too
much? Maybe, he was just a little bit scared now …!

Then, her beautiful face lowered down over it, her long blonde hair
brushing tauntingly against his tensed thighs and belly, but he could
still see her mouth opening wide as she held his hotly jerking cock
right by its root with finger and thumb! Her tiny, pink tongue lashed
out, slithering over the smooth bulbous head with a nerve-shattering
lick, its heated little tip flicking into the miniature slit at its end
to capture the tiny drop of warm wet pre-cum which had bubbled out
there!

Spasms of intensive muscular reaction racked Kye’s young body and he
groaned as he watched her lush, tongue-moistened, lips slip wetly down
over his cock-head, sucking it up heatedly with a tightly locking
pressure into the feverishly liquid cavern of her mouth!

Mindlessly, Dianne began to suck and lick his delicious young hardness
while near-frantic sensations of wildly charging lust raged through her
impassioned body. With avid, hotly working tongue, she began to explore
the fully swollen length’s every ridge and wrinkle, possessively
cupping his sperm-bloating balls in one palm, the other’s thumb and
forefinger clasping at its thick rigid base. Oh God! She was going to
go stark-raving mad tonight, she thought wildly to the ever-mounting
fires incredibly consuming her. Kneeling lewdly between his widespread
legs, she visualized the lascivious sight her mouth around his penis
must make for him as she slavishly worked her head up and down over his
excitedly straining loins! She sensed him lifting his lean hips
rhythmically upward to flick his hardened teenage cock up between her
wetly fastened lips and deep into her greedily sucking mouth! Then, she
began to swallow in blind, omniverous passion, trying to work its head
farther down into her desperately milking throat!

A super-thumping throb began in Kye’s lustily fired young loins and
muscle-steeled belly. Sweet mother-fuck! Already, she had sucked it
into such a hardness-that it felt like a red hot gun-barrel pulling at
his groin! He was still propped on his elbows and gaping down in
lascivious awe at his Mrs. Dianne’s wild, feverish sucking of his
burning cock. Last night, she had nearly sucked the guts out of him,
but tonight she surely would, along with everything else he had inside
him! Oh Christ! He hoped that stupid Olaf was out there watching! But
most of all, he hoped that she did not kill him …! Almighty goddamn,
maybe he would have to call Sergeant up to help … and he looked
apprehensively to where the big animal lay watching from the floor near
the foot of the bed. It would not be the first time he had needed his
faithful friend to help fuck the fires out of a yum-yummed filled girl
… but he would wait awhile longer to make sure …

And then, suddenly she stopped, raising her head to look up at him with
crazily gleaming eyes. “Crawl up onto the bed, darling!” she sensuously
hissed. “We’re going to do other things, too, tonight! Oh God, Dianne’s
so hot, baby … so hot!” and she followed him, lying down beside him
to smooth her hot hand lustfully over his naked, young body, feeling
the sleek, developing muscles tense as she explored all the secret
hollows and crevices of him.

Her glistening lush lips which had been fastened around his screaming
hardness found his, her tiny cock-flavored tongue darting into his
mouth to nearly destroy him. She lifted her silken fleshed, full white
thigh on top of his, pressing the soft give of her hot, curl-fringed
pussy tightly against his hip with a lewd, undulating motion. “My
sweet, baby-lover, I’m going to make you happier than any girl has
you’ve ever made love to!” Dianne hotly gasped into his young face. She
ran her slender fingers through his hair and began to inch upward in
the bed, until the ripe, full mounds of her hardened-nippled breasts
were even with his face.

She took his young Asiatic handsomeness in her hand, cupping it beneath
the chin, the urge to sadistically squeeze it almost uncontrollable as
she drew his teenage mouth closer to the tiny, berry-like nipple of one
swollen breast. Then, holding the resilient, white mound of tit flesh
in the other, she hissed: “Suck it, Kye darling! Take my titty in your
mouth and suck it for Dianne!”

Unknown sensations of sadistically edged passion raced through the
fire-filled center of desire up between her legs as she watched his
eager young lips part. Then, with lustful delight, she pressed the
nipple into his hotly sucking young mouth!

“Yes … yesssssss, darling … oh, you know how, don’t you? You
beautiful cock-boy!” she obscenely gasped, sensually delighting in the
lewdness wantonly tumbling from her lust-slackened lips. “Suck it and
lick it with your tongue like you would do a Saigon girl, baby! Bite it
if you want … only love it and me my darling fuck-love! Y -Y-Yesss
… like that … even harder, love …! Oooohhhhh Goddddd …! Hold it
and squeeze it, Kye … suck .. suck …!” she choked, smoothing her
own hand down his naked chest and belly to fondle his ever hardening
cock and cum-laden balls. She heard and felt his excited moans gurgle
against the white, electrified flesh of her breast from his youthful
mouth when she grasped the hot, blood-rigid rod his cock offered, and
began to stroke it with obscene vigor.

Holy Shit! She did not need yum-yum, this gorgeous almighty woman whom
Captain Mark would undoubtedly kill him over! He had sure as fucking
hell made a mistake, because she was going to burst