Beastiality

Chapter 1

The last place on earth Denny Reed would have expected to find himself,
was in church on a beautiful Sunday morning in Idaho Falls. In fact, if
his Maserati hadn’t broken down on his way back to Los Angeles from New
York, Idaho Falls was the second last place on earth he would have
expected to be.

But something strangely compelling had happened to him as he walked
down the pretty tree-lined street not far from the Flamingo Motel where
he had spent the night. As he passed the pretty white small town
church, with its graceful steeple and glowing stained glass windows, he
had heard the sweetest sound that had ever struck his ears… the
loveliest soprano voice singing the Lord’s Prayer. It was exquisite,
like the singing of angels.

And Denny, self-conscious in his faded Levis and denim jacket, walked
softly up the steps of the church and slipped silently in the open
doors. When he saw the girl at the altar, his mouth fell open. She was
stunning in her beauty and innocence, and even under the high neck
dress, he could see the unbelievably voluptuous body beneath it. She
couldn’t have been more than a teen, he thought, and he’d bet
anything that she was a virgin. And that dress, that modest plain white
dress, only accentuated her remarkable figure, and he couldn’t help
wondering how she would look naked. In her pureness, she was almost too
sexy to believe. Her breasts were firm and full, her narrow waist
accenting softly flared hips and long tapering legs. He moved over to
one side of the chapel so he could see her from the side. Her trim
young buttocks were sexier than any young girl’s had a right to be,
rounding out like two firm ripe melons waiting for someone to come
along and squeeze them. And Denny knew he had to fuck her! Then
suddenly their eyes met, and Cally Rogers, the minister’s daughter,
felt a hot shudder run through her entire body, making her skip a beat
in the hymn.

Denny took a seat and waited for the services to be over, never taking
his eyes from the exquisite young girl. When the sermon had ended and
the last hymn was sung, and people began to file out of the church,
Denny stood up and waited in the aisle for the beautiful blonde to walk
past him. As she did, their eyes met again, and she stopped beside him,
flustered, not knowing what to say.

Hi,” said Denny.

“Hello,” she answered modestly, lowering her eyes.

Denny knew he’s have to talk fast or she’d be out of the church and
forever beyond his reach.

“You sing beautifully,” he told her in a soft, deep voice.

“Thank you… I… I really love to sing,” she said breathlessly.

“I’m a stranger in town,” Denny said, “and I’d sure like someone to
show me around.”

Cally looked over her shoulder at her father, the minister, who was
shaking hands with his parishioners as they left the church. She knew
he would disapprove… she wasn’t allowed to date boys… but the
presence of this stranger was so compelling it was as if something
outside of herself had taken control. She wanted to know him, wanted to
know who the stranger with the fiery eyes was. And she astonished
herself by saying yes.

They left the church together and Denny said, “Hey… you know I’m
really hungry. Is there any place we could go and get some lunch?”

“Sure,” said Cally.

“I have no car… it’s being fixed.”

“We can take mine,” Cally told him, and led him to an old white
Chevrolet convertible parked across from the church.

Then suddenly Cally panicked. what was she doing, going off with a
strange man like this. She must be crazy!
“I… I really don’t know you,” she blurted out blushing. “Maybe we
shouldn’t do this.”

Denny smiled in a way he knew would reassure her. “Hey, we’re just
going to have some lunch. It’s okay. My name’s Denny Reed and I’m not
the Boston strangler.”

She laughed.

“Well, I’d better go tell my dad anyway. Wait here, I’ll be back in a
second.”

He watched her cross the street and walk back into the church. He
waited, wondering if she would change her mind and chicken out. Then he
saw her emerge from the pretty white building and walk back toward him.

“I told him you were my girlfriend’s cousin… so I guess it’s okay.
Let’s go.”

She drove him to the Red Coach steakhouse, and as they walked in from
the bright sunlight, it took their eyes several moments to adjust to
the darkness in the atmospheric restaurant.

“What will you have to drink,” Denny asked her when they were seated.

“I don’t drink,” she said, smiling shyly. And again, she had that weird
frightened feeling. what was she doing here with this strange man?
Everything seemed so unreal to her. Yet he seemed so nice and
friendly.. And she had spent such a bored and restless summer dreaming
of the man that would find her and carry her away from this sleepy old
town. She knew there was a big exciting world out there, and she knew
of its dangers. Yet when her eyes had met his in church that morning,
she felt something she had never known before, an attraction that
seemed to crash through all the rules and barriers within which she had
lived her entire young life.

“Well,” Denny told her,” it’s time you had your first drink then.”

She smiled, her silence an assent.

When their martinis arrived, she sipped it slowly. She did not like the
taste, but it made her feel a warm sensation through out her entire
body. In fact, by the time she had finished it, she seemed to be more
aware of her body than she had ever been in her life.

When their steaks arrived, she felt terrifically hungry. And eating,
she figured, would help curb the effect of the liquor. With candles on
the table glowing with a softly dancing light, they sat across from one
another eating the rare steak and drinking a good red wine.

Denny looked at the beautiful blonde across from him, touched by her
innocent prettiness. She was so different, so very different from
Loretta Day, his next door neighbor in Topanga Canyon, California. He
and Loretta had been lovers ever since he had moved into the big ranch
style house he had purchased with the money he had inherited when his
parents died. Loretta was a sexual adventures, introducing him to the
wild orgies and other perversions indulged in by the rich hipsters in
the wealthy community. Yes, it had been a long time since he had seen a
virgin like this one.

Slowly, he moved towards her on the leather banquette, his mouth moist
and slightly open as it met with her lips.

And the kiss thrilled her to the very depths of her aroused young body.
He drove his tongue deep between her parted lips, arid she sucked on it
as her nerves tingled with growing excitement. Then she pulled away
from him suddenly. The alcohol and the kiss had made her dizzy. And she
was frightened now.

“Please, let’s go,” she said.

“Anything you say, darling,” Denny answered, kissing her lightly on the
forehead, and even that kiss fired her body and set her head into a
dizzy swoon. “I think I’d better drive.”

As they entered the car, Cally fell back against the seat. “I… I
can’t go home… like this.” she told him.

“My father would [CENSOR] me.”

“Okay, I’ll take you somewhere you can sleep it off. Don’t worry
sweetheart.” And he started the car, driving off in the direction of
the Flamingo Motel.

Cally staggered a bit as they entered room number six, and Denny put
his arm around her waist to steady her again. She could feel the
strength and warmth of his powerful right hand resting on her hip,
could feel each of his sure fingers pressing gently above and below the
hip bone. Somewhere in the distant recesses of her alcohol fogged mind
an alarm bell clanged, but it was so muted that she wasn’t sure what it
was for. After all, Denny Reed was just about the nicest man she had
ever met. She knew she could trust him. She was completely safe with
him.

But Denny Reeds eyes were bright with lust as he gazed down at the
beautiful blonde’s proud, upthrust young breasts so enticingly outlined
under the thin summer cotton dress she wore. Cally was so drunk now she
barely realized that his large strong hand on her hip was making subtle
little circular motions-barely perceptible… possessive. And under
normal circumstances she would have noticed a change in his demeanor as
heated desire overcame him. She collapsed down on the soft white
bedspread, and closed her eyes, just for a moment… just for one
little moment..

Looking down at her, Denny Reed felt his groin tightening. Without
touching her, without doing anything but watching her young vibrant
body, he had already begun to get an erection. She would have to be
handled carefully, he thought. No fast moves… nothing to alarm her.
He knew instinctively that she was a virgin. But he suspected from the
way she moved and talked and thought that there was a wild untapped
streak of wantonness in her luscious body that she was not yet herself
aware of. And he wanted to unveil that streak. He was becoming obsessed
with the idea of having her exquisitely innocent young body moaning and
writhing in sexual delirium beneath him.

Her skirt had hiked almost all the way up her thigh as she lay on the
bed, her eyes closed, slowly drifting into a soothing oblivion. And
Denny could see her lovely pouting young vaginal mound through the
near-transparent white lace panties she wore and then he knew he had to
have her, he had to fuck her tonight. He could wait no longer to
possess entirely this young virginal girl.

Denny bent down and kissed her lightly on her forehead, then stood back
up and removed all his clothes, putting on the black silk Chinese robe
that his lovely neighbor, Loretta Day, had given him. But now he wasn’t
thinking of his stunning redheaded neighbor, but only of the exquisite
young blonde sound asleep in his room, lying flat on her back with her
leg slightly cocked at the knee. Denny could plainly see the shadow of
her vaginal crevice and the full ripe mound of warm creamy flesh that
marked the beginnings of her deliciously proportioned buttocks. Softly
curling strands of golden pubic hair peeked out from under the elastic
leg bands of her little white panties. It was all he could do to keep
from spreading her legs wide and savagely tearing into the young,
almost naked cunt lying helplessly there before him. Only by exerting
an inordinate amount of self control was he able to be gentle with her.

Cally was not aware of it when he eased her shoes off her feet and
teased soft wet kisses along the bottom of her foot and up the back of
her calf, and she didn’t feel him slip her dress off over her head. Nor
did she realize what Denny was doing when she felt her hips being
raised, and her scanty little panties being pulled down and over the
smoothly rounded curves of her hips and slid down her legs.

Slowly, the handsome, heavily breathing man spread her thighs apart,
bending and raising the right knee to give him even easier access to
her sweet young pussy flesh. Then, with quickening breath, he knelt
between her ankles and stared with lascivious eyes at her soft blonde
pubic hair and the wide, coral-pink lips of her now completely open and
defenseless young cunt. It seemed as if they were a magnet pulling his
face toward them. Her cunt called out, begged to be touched, to be
kissed, to be eaten like the most succulent fruit just ripe from the
tree. The hardness of his throbbing prick rubbed against the silk of
his robe and made his balls ache. He had never felt more alive than he
did at that moment. He could feel the soft bedspread against his knees
now and the warmth of her inner thighs on the palms of his hands as he
pushed them even further apart. It was not until her smoothly tapered
young legs were completely widespread that Cally began to regain some
semblance of consciousness, and even then she was incapable of
evaluating completely what was happening to her. She knew her naked
buttocks were on a strange bed, that her legs were spread wide apart,
that warm hands were stroking the insides of her thighs. Everything
considered, it felt wonderful!

Denny sensed that she was beginning to wake out of her stupor. He
paused a moment, waiting for some protest, then felt her momentarily
stiffened legs relax and fall limply open again. He grinned and licked
his lips; she either knew or she didn’t know what he was about to do.
Either way, she was permitting him to go ahead.

Quickly then, he slithered forward until his face was just above the
soft, wetly glistening little slit between her thighs. Never before had
he seen such a mouth-watering cunt; the vaginal lips were perfect, as
only those of a teenage virgin ever are. Her pubic hair was so softly
silky, and the tiny pussy mouth was small, delicate, like the unopened
bud of a ruby rose.

Slowly, as though he were savoring every second, he lowered his face…
and his tongue, like the red shining penis of a dog, crept out between
his teeth.

He licked once… slowly and gently his tongue moved from clitoris to
anus… and was rewarded with an almost inaudible moan. His tongue
retraced the wetly teasing path it had just taken, and this time he
felt the tendons of her inner thighs tighten and her entire pelvis
slowly rise upward toward his face. Unconscious or not, her vagina was
responding, for he tasted the first slightly saline secretions of her
feminine musk as her pussy, of its own volition, prepared itself for
love making by seeping out it swarm, slickly welcoming lubricant.

And Cally felt it was a dream, a wonderful dream…and the handsome
stranger was making her feel more beautiful, more alive than she had
ever felt in her life. It was so lovely but… was wrong! She struggled
suddenly to situp. “No,” she cried out, “No. You mustn’t.”

Instead of answering, Denny Reed drove his tongue full-length into the
sweet warm depths of her pussy for the first time, using his nose to
titillate her tiny, unconsciously pulsating clitoris.

“Aaaaagggghhhh. No, oh, God, no!”

The man heard her terrified yelp and knew now that he must not stop
until she was so aroused she could not help herself. It was now or
never. She wouldn’t let him near her again if he stopped now, but if he
continued and she liked it? who could say? So thinking, he tightened
his arms around her thighs and buried his rapacious tongue even deeper
into the quivering, heated pussy lips between her open legs.

Fear and sheer pleasure were battling for supremacy in Cally’s
tormented mind. Was it a heavenly dream or a nightmare she bounced from
one feeling to the other until she was totally distraught. Everything
she had ever been taught, everything she had believed in were being
slowly, and oh so pleasurably eroded by the velvet tongue that licked,
sucked, and caressed all at the same time. It was hateful, outrageous,
sinful… beautiful.

“No… no,” she whimpered, flinging her arm up against her forehead and
clenching her eyes shut as if this would make everything go away.
“Stop! Oh God… Pleases stop!”

Denny replied without taking his eyes from her face-hard tongue thrust
against her clitoris.

“Oh, Denny.. Please don’t You can’t do that! It’s sinful!”

His tongue traced a zig-zag pattern down through her pubic curls from
clitoris to anus again, then came back and speared into the seeping
hole of her tiny, tightly clenched cuntal opening. Seven, eight times,
in rapid succession he flicked his tongue in and out between the inner
and outer lips of her pussy, tongue-fucking her in earnest now.

Cally began moaning piteously as she felt powerful sensations
overriding all other emotions and body functions.”Oh, Denny…. Denny!
Pleeeaaassseeee! Denny? DENNY?’.The last was almost a shout as his
teeth clamped the sensitive almond bud of her clitoris and began
nibbling gently. “Oh, God!” she gasped, then fell back against the
couch, weakened by the intense feeling and sudden uncontrollable hunger
down between her helplessly trembling legs. She made one last protest.
“Don’t. It’s wrong…dirty… perverted.”

Denny looked up, his face shining with his own saliva and her excitedly
flowing cuntal juices. “Stop fighting it, Cally. You know and I know
that you’re enjoying what I’m doing to your wonderful pussy.”

“Please… don’t talk like that… so dirty,” she moaned.

“Ooooooh, but you like it, don’t you, don’t you my angel… you like my
tongue in your cunt….” He lowered his chin and ran his hot hard
tongue along one side of her outer layer of vulva, watching her as he
did so. Her face grimaced, not in disgust, but in what was obviously a
losing battle for self-control.

She was his now. This beautiful young virgin was his. He could tell
that her hot little pussy was in command of her body and mind now, and
God! He didn’t know when a piece of tail had gotten him so all out
excited before.

He let his eyes feast hungrily on the now fully blossomed cunt lips
which had grown in size and color since he had begun his ministrations.
There was life in those cuntlips, so beautifully framed with incredibly
soft pale golden pubic curls. One single drop of her seeping pussy
juice clings like a small translucent pearl to the little blonde curls
like a dewdrop on a yellow rose. And as he watched her moistening cunt
now it puckered and unpuckered in sensual excitement, driving him
almost mad with lust.

“Look at me, Cally,” he commanded. She lifted her head and watched,
spellbound as he placed his thumbs on her vaginal opening and peeled
her softly yielding pussy lips apart. The soft cur’s of her pubic hairs
gave way, exposing the flaming beauty of her vertical little cuntal
mouth to his lust-dimmed gaze. She moaned in shame as he breathed
against the sensitive lips, the expelled hot air from his throat grazed
raw nerves down there and her entire body reacted as she heard his
accompanying lewd, lascivious statement: “I’m going to eat your pussy,
Cally. I’m going to tongue-fuck you, and you’re gonna be in for a
beautiful surprise.”

She saw his face drop.. and his tongue come out to wetly probe her
guilt-quivering vagina. That was the last thing she saw. With this hot
wet contact between tongue and cunt, she simply was forced to let
everything go. Her body responded automatically, jerking convulsively,
as she ground her hips into the bed in an effort to escape his long
worming tongue that wiggled like a sidewinder up one side of her cunt
and down the other. A groan bubbled out of her throat. “Ooooooohhh…
my God! Denny… please… don’t…” The rapacious licking continued
upon her defenseless vagina and she felt her stomach muscles ripple in
wave-like undulations. She began wailing in animal-like passion as his
tongue scoured her inner thighs and made one hot swipe around her
clitoris before snaking rapier-like in and out of her now completely
helplessly writhing pussy. “Oh! Aaaahhh…” she panted, and Denny could
hear her struggle to fight him off begin to ebb. He raced his tongue
faster up the dilated hole between her open thighs. He used his nose to
tease against the hotly throbbing little clitoris repeatedly and each
nudge brought a low gasp from the helplessly immured girl.

Cally raised her head up to look down over her full, lush breasts and
this time her mind was clear enough to see it all. She saw Denny’s
bobbing head framed between her widespread knees, and she stared in
disbelief at Denny’s dark brown hair and tanned face bobbing up and
down against her soft golden naked pubic hair!

She watched him intently, her mind a maelstrom of conflicting wants. It
was wrong… but Oooooohhhhhh, it felt soooooo wonderful. Better than
anything she had ever known in all her teenage years. The hot waves
of forbidden pleasure, the little zephyrs of pure wantonness pervaded
her entire being now as Denny’s powerful hands released her thighs and
slipped under her buttocks, cupping and squeezing the soft, yet firm
warm flesh of the hotly trembling cheeks. His tongue and mouth
continued to grind further and further into the valley of her squirming
defenseless cunt. Without volition, she dug her shoulders into the bed,
sucked in her stomach muscles, and raised her pelvis, making Denny’s
head bury itself even deeper. Debased sucking and slurping sound of his
labors echoed throughout the motel room. His hands pulled apart the
crevice between her buttocks, and then one adventuresome finger began
exploring the opening to her tiny puckered little rectum. The feel of
that finger there caused Cally to clench her eyes tightly shut and ball
her hands into fists.

It was wonderful. Cally had lost any trace of desire to fight him off
now. She had never even suspected her body was capable of such bliss.
It was lovely to be fondled and caressed, lovely to feel the warm touch
of Denny’s mouth up there between her legs.

Cally began moaning low in her throat, obvious sounds of pleasure, her
guilt and fear fading as she began to let herself feel everything…
oh, if she had only known the inherent wantonness of her own body, she
would never have had those drinks, never have come back to the motel
with him…But now her mouth opened wide…

“Ooooooohhhh God! God, I can’t stand it!”

Denny heard the young girl’s sharp gasp of delight as his hands kneaded
the soft globes of her pliantly yielding buttocks; the sound caused a
surge of new lust in his already over-aroused body, and he drew her
limply co-operating legs up and around his neck. Moments later, he had
the satisfaction of knowing that she had voluntarily locked her ankles
together behind his head in consent and cooperation. He continued to
fuck her orally, using his tongue to run lewd sensuous circles around
her fully erect little clitoris, nuzzling his nose back and forth as he
darted his throbbing tongue deep into her pulsating pussy, feeling the
soft, hair rimmed lips push against his mouth with increasing strength
as her body spasmed and writhed upward in a now hungry effort to bring
more and more of his mouth into contact with the wetly glistening
flesh. His middle finger again sought out the tightly clenched lips of
her anus, and a low inarticulate moan was wrenched from her throat as
he probed teasingly the opening. Abruptly, his hot wet mouth moved
down, down, all the way down where his tongue flickered like summer
heat lightning against the brown puckered little hole.

Cally’s eyes blinked wide open as she felt the touch, felt the wild
sensual pleasure surge like a seismic wave through her.

“Aaaaaahhhhhh, oooooohhh,” she moaned wildly, as she wantonly used her
heels to bring his head in tighter, deeper, endeavoring to fuck her
tortured rectum with his fiery tongue. She flailed her head from side
to side as the hotly slavering man now wormed his heated tongue into
that forbidden rectal opening.

“Aaaaaaggghhh… she moaned softly, then “Oooooohhh. Oooooohhhhhh…
God…

Her body began to boil with the exquisite tingling of raw nerve ends as
Denny started his voracious licking of the cuntal crevice again. She
knew that further fight was useless; she didn’t want to deny this
intense delight he was bringing her. Suddenly, as the nerve endings of
her pussy began to vibrate, she knew she was closer than ever before to
a total fulfillment she had never even guessed at. Of her own volition
now she spread her thighs wider and raised her burning desire-ridden
loins to his face, her only wish now to aid this man, this handsome
stranger who was bringing this unbelievable pleasure to her nakedly
writhing vagina. She ground her throbbing widespread cunt against his
face, reveling with inside delight in the lewd, forbidden pleasure he
was bestowing upon her.

Her body was rapidly building up to the slow sweet agony of a climax.
Never before had she been close to that release, not in all of her
young life. But now, she could feel the mighty waves beginning to build
up forcefully in her love-starved, hot writhing pussy. This build-up
could not last much longer or she would cataclysmically explode into a
million screaming little pieces flying off in all directions. Something
was close, so close, so close…

Denny sensed that she was reaching across a previously unbridged gulf,
and he wormed his middle finger deep into her saliva-moistened anus.
It. went in easily, the hole having been lubricated by his saliva,
enlarged by this tongue. At the same moment, he began concentrating on
her tiny, hotly jerking clitoris.

Cally writhed and twisted, babbling wild mewls of passion, her face was
twisted in a grotesque masque of feral lust which was almost
frightening in its intensity. She was close. Closer. This was it. Now!
It could not be denied her. “Oooooohhh… ohhhh, God! GOD!” She chanted
as he screwed up into her hotly clasping young cunt harder with his
tongue. She was only vaguely conscious that his hands were teasing her
anus and clitoris with tingling fingers of flame, and she gasped
hoarsely, walling with a breath that came more and more rapidly. His
big implacable twisting tongue burrowed ever deeper into her pussy, and
she could feel it trembling deeper inside her-flickering, touching,
licking everything.

Suddenly then, the massive towering storm clouds of lust in her cunt
split wide open in one gigantic thunderclap of sweet agony.

She had bridged the gulf and now she was soaring wildly, higher and
higher… higher… she was there!

“I’m cumming. Oh God. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop! Oh! Oh! Ah! AHHHH
AAIIIEEEEEEEEE!”

Denny Reed’s head was almost knocked off his shoulders by the violence
of her pelvic thrusts as she jerked and heaved her wildly clasping
pussy against his face. Once, she hit him so hard that he thought for
sure his nose would be bloodied. Her legs, locked around his head, had
tightened like the grip of a boa constrictor, and her heels beat a
rhythm of sheer lust against his shoulder blades.

Finally, the tumultuous storm ended and her ravaged body settled back
completely relaxed on the motel bed. Now she could feel the coolness of
the bed beneath her, the dampness of her forehead and loins.

Denny continued gently kissing and nibbling at her vaginal lips until
he felt the last delicate tremors subside, then he pulled his head
clear of her still hot, wet cunt. “Well?” he asked softly, casting off
the black silk Chinese robe that had been a gift from his remarkably
sensual next-door neighbor, Loretta. “Well?” he repeated.

The only answer was a sudden welling up of tears in her eyes, and the
water began streaming down both sides of her face. “I’m so ashamed,”
she sobbed.

He stroked her arm gently. “Don’t be. You’re beautiful… you deserved
that…”

“But… but we’re not… even engaged!” The pious girl told him.

Denny laughed. God! He didn’t know there were still young innocent
virgins like this one left anywhere. But, holy shit! She was sure one
hot little tiger when she got going. And she had come, but his cock was
still red-hot and hard and needing its release. He didn’t answer her,
he only knelt above her now, his face twisted in hungry passion. Her
eyes trailed on down his broad chest and flat stomach to. the erect
penis which stood out like a canted telephone pole from his dark curly
path of pubic hair. His hand began to stroke his cock, pulling the
foreskin slowly back to reveal the one Cyclopean eye which peered at
her. Lord! It was so big! Far larger than she had ever imagined a man’s
penis would be. She was terrorized by the immensity of its girth and
length. My god! How could she ever take that inside of her.

“It’s my turn now, my little love,” Denny said, watching her face fill
with distress. “I’m going to fuck you, baby, and when my cock gets all
the way inside you, you’re going to experience ten times the pleasure
that you just now had. I’m going to fuck you, baby, and you are going
to love every second of it.”

His obscene words both frightened and excited the sweet young
minister’s daughter, but she could not tear her eyes from that
monstrous rod which he held in his hand. She gaped at it in awe as she
found her mind wondering if he really could bring her pleasure; after
all, he had been right before! He had brought her up to, and then
escorted her through, thresholds of unbelievable sensuality and carnal
delight that she had never before believed could exist.

“Put it in for me,” he said.

“Oh, no Denny. Dear God… no. I can’t. Please!”

“Do it,” he said, softly but firmly.

She started to protest, but when she saw in his eyes his contagiously
heated desire, she dropped her hand between their bodies where it
encountered the red, hot throbbing immensity of his maledom. “Oh
God…,” she moaned, as her fingers tightened around the thick fleshy
hardness. Fear welled up in her as she only then fully comprehended the
enormity of his prick.

“Go on,” he whispered, lowering his hips between her widespread thighs.
“Put it in… right now… as easy as you like, put my hard cock in
your sweet little virginal cunt.”

He dropped across her, the hardness of his mammoth cock pulsing against
her soft white thighs, his face looming above her, so handsome in its
passion. She didn’t think any more about what was happening as she
guided the fleshy shaft to the passion drenched mouth of her pussy. The
thick, bulbous head scraped electrifyingly against her cuntal lips,
then pressed slightly inward, causing shivers of new unwanted pleasure
to surge through her abdomen. She didn’t move as she felt the pressure
increase and the small, virginal cuntal opening starting to stretch.
Perhaps the sensation she felt could be called pain, but it was pain
with an indescribably sweetness, so gooooood, not really pain at all.

“Oooooooooh, God. You’re a tight little cunt,” Denny breathed. “It
feels so good, baby, your pussy is so good.”‘

He pushed again, and the ponderous head slowly pressed into her wet,
hot palpitating opening. She was so well lubricated from his tongue
fucking that he knew it would be good for her too…

And it was wonderful for the young girl as she felt the full length of
his hardness scraping at every hidden spot of delight within that musk-
scented, honey sweet pussy, and felt his cock head hammering at the
portals of her untouched little womb. Slowly he thrust into her, inch
by inch, until he could stand this exquisite torture no longer. He
jerked his hips forward in one final thrust and his hard, hot cock
roared into previously untouched territories of her most sacred,
treasure… what her religious mother had always called her most
precious sanctuary.

“Aaaaaahhhhhh,” Cally wailed loudly, as the lust-hardened pole of male
flesh cut deeper into her than she could have imagined. He filled her
almost to the bursting point and she could actually feel every muscular
ridge of his corrugated cock through the hot moistened walls of her
vagina.

Denny lay still for a moment. Never before had there been such a tight
little cunt; maybe he was just used to Loretta’s, hot but well used
pussy. But this virgin’s cunt seemed to grip his prick like an iron
fist encased in a satin glove. Gradually he began short little
movements in and out of her cunt. As her passage became accustomed to
his barbaric instrument, the whimpers of pain and protest gradually
changed to little chants of pleasure. Denny started rotating his hips,
grinding his maledom against her vagina until the mushroomed head was
beating relentlessly against her hot pulsing cervix. He rocked above
her, thrusting with long, smooth motions, rising and falling, rising
and falling.

Cally had begun moving her hips in unison with his simultaneous
harmony. Already she felt tremendous jolts of pleasure arcing
throughout her abdomen. Already her body was feeling more than she had
ever dreamed possible. Her mouth opened and closed in wordless
comments, some of them prayers for forgiveness, as shining little beads
of perspiration seeped to the surface of her upper lip. Her neck
tendons swelled, then grew taut, with the hoarse panting of carnal joy.
His giant throbbing cock buried deep inside her pulsating cunt and her
love starved vagina together formed a lewd, wetly sounding symphony of
lust in the motel room. No longer did she think of anything, of her
parents, of the church… of morals… nothing. Automatically, her body
reacted and greedily sought more and more pleasure, and the obscene
words boiled out of her lust-constricted throat. “Oh God, oh God. Don’t
stop.”

Perversely, he stopped.

“Don’t stop what?” he asked, knowing full well the pause would heighten
her pleasure still more.

Cally knew instinctively what he wanted to hear, and in her abandonment
she said it with all the force and vitality she could muster. “Ooooooh,
Denny. Fuck me…. fuck me… fuck me!” The thought of her own lewd,
wanton behavior excited her even further, and she groaned and caught
her breath as the man’s powerful hands pulled her supple young buttocks
tighter to his own rampaging prick. She heaved with passion, the pain
of a few moments ago long since evaporated under the heat of her own
passionate desires. She found her knees clenching and unclenching
around his muscular buttocks with each powerful thrust of his
wonderful, life-giving cock. She reached up and wrapped an arm around
his neck, pulling his sweating face down toward hers, and her tongue
shot deep into his mouth, slithering in and out in a wild semblance of
oral fucking. Uninhibited gurgling noises of rapture poured from her
lust-tightened throat and she crooned, “Fuck… oh fuck me… fuck
me… fuck meeeeee.”

In the midst of her lewd exhortations, she suddenly heard the cold,
furious voice of her conscience castigating her. Whore! Adultress!
Slut! But then, from another place in her divided mind, she could hear
a more defiant voice shouting, “I am a woman! A full-blooded healthy
female! It’s good, it’s soooooo goooooooood. I love to fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck, fuck.”

She shoved her cunt lewdly up to him in answer, offering it freely,
willingly, eagerly now. Never had there been anything like this, and
not even in her wildest imagination had she dreamed there would be such
ecstatic sensations to begotten from a man… from the licking and
tongue fucking of her pussy to the moment when his mammoth prick had
slid imperiously down her excitedly greased cuntal channel to the heart
of her womb. Filled with insane pleasure, she willed and wanted more,
much more, never wanted it to end. “Fuck meeeeee,” she mewled.
“Ohhhh… beautiful…”

Denny jammed her with ever-increasing force as her tightly locked young
vagina continued to pour out hot lubricant, lengthening his stroke,
drawing his huge rod almost out of the fleshy, moisture drenched
sheath, then plunging downward in quickening strokes as her cunt
hungrily devoured it. Jesus, he thought, she’s beginning to go crazy.
He heard her grunt before hurtling her wildly sucking vagina up and
down on his throbbing shaft. She had taken complete control away from
him as she sought her own pleasure.

“Aaaaaaggghhh… ohhhhhh,” she moaned as his cock slammed into and
brushed past the cervix, gasping and coughing with each inhalation into
her tortured lungs.

The wildly fucking man’s sperm inflated balls slapped hard down against
the nakedness of her unprotected working anus, and through his scrotum
he could feel the delicious softness of her crevice where the warm
viscosity and his own saliva had seeped down the cleft from her
pulsating cunt. His throbbing sacs seemed surely to split apart from
the mounting pleasure in it, and he fought for control-fighting against
the need to spew his white hot sperm into the depths. He began ramming
her with increasing fury, wanting to bring her to orgasm before he
himself, came.

Cally cried out wondrously, with every pulsing fuck-stroke up into her
gratefully accepting young belly. She screwed her tongue into his
throat in unison with each new thrust that buried his burning shaft
deeper. She pulled her legs back even higher, offering him more and
more of her greedily sucking little cunt. Denny glanced downward at his
prick, thinking he would go mad unless she came soon, watching his
whitely glistening cock slip smoothly and powerfully in and out of her
pinkly clasping pussy lips. Quickly then, in an effort to bring her
along even faster, he slipped his hand beneath her buttocks and once
again teased at the rhythmically flexing hole of her tiny puckered
anus.

“Aaaaggghhhh… oh, yes… put your finger in…hard!” Cally rotated
her ass ‘down hungrily against this new invader, pressing down with her
stomach muscles as though she were trying to void something from her
bowels, opening the rectum so it could accept even further the lewdly
worming digit.

Her first impression was again of that same sweet pleasure pain as she
felt his finger sink into her rectal passage and begin moving in and
out in time with the thrusts of his penis. The pain became pleasure,
pure pleasure. She was trying to skewer the rotating finger to the
hilt, shoving back against it at the same time she strained upward to
devour more of his warm hard cock deep in her heaving belly.

Denny dug into her open little asshole, his worming finger feeling the
hard thrusting flesh of his own cock through the thin membrane
separating cunt from rectum. Beneath him the girl writhed in complete
abandon. Her motions, together with her guttural croaks of delight and
the tightness of her vagina, pushed him over the edge of self-control
and he knew his orgasm was only seconds away.

“Cum… cum now,” he commanded, praying she would obey. “I’m going to
cum inside of you. Cum with..”

Cally, hearing the obscene words, began grinding up and down on both
impaling instruments, her toes flexed and splayed out, her full firm
breasts heaving beneath him. Then her eyes opened wide in disbelief as
she felt the first beginnings of the second orgasm of her life

Denny grunted and hammered even deeper as he felt the walls of her
vagina seeping the warm, sticky fluid of her climax. With demoniacal
strength, she shoved her pelvis suddenly up from the bed, rotating her
slightly bearded cuntlips around his pistoning cock with renewed fury.
Then she was screaming, “Yes… Oh God… Yes! I’m cumming again. I’m
going to… cum. Cum in me… cum in me…CUM IN ME!”

Cally convulsed beneath Denny Reed, her mouth and cunt both sucking
furiously, her panting rasping breath breaking into great gasping sobs,
her pussy clenching and actually milking him and her asshole expanding
and contracting against his already deeply imbedded finger as though
she were trying to pull in finger, wrist, arm.

Denny was spurred on by her continuing climax, and he thrust deeper
into her voraciously pulsating vagina and anus, forcing her tortured
crotch even wider. He fucked into her wildly now, ready to explode at
any second. Then, blessed relief. He gasped as she felt the sudden
surging waves of his boiling white sperm shoot with a roar through the
subterranean tunnel from balls to penis, and he was instantly lost in
incredible sensuality as powerful surges of his semen spewed deep into
the hot dark heart of her womb, filling her hungrily contracting little
belly to the bursting point. The walls of her vagina continued to work
around his penis as if they were part and parcel of some wonderfully
warm milking machine, squeezing, massaging, clasping and unclasping to
drain out every wonderful drop of his hotly cascading semen.

Cally’s wildly fucked young body suddenly fell back on to the bed, her
belly still rippling from the aftermath of her galactic upheaval. Never
had such bliss been experienced. She was fulfilled completely. She was
finally a woman, a warm, feeling, experiencing woman.

They lay in quiet contentment in each other’s arms for along, long
time. Then Denny looked over at her. She had a pained expression on her
face.

“What’s the matter baby,” he asked, concerned, knowing full well that
the young minister’s daughter was going through fierce pangs of guilt
about the dynamite fuck they had just enjoyed.

“I-I’ve never done anything like this before…” she told him. “I… I
always thought I’d be married first…

But…”

“But what,” he encouraged her.

Cally thought in silence for a moment. Then she blurted out… “The
boys in this town, everything in this dumb town is so boring! I thought
I would go crazy. But… but what we just did is wrong… it’s a sin…
but it was so wonderful.” Suddenly she broke into tears. “I’m so
confused,”she sobbed.

“Darling,” Denny comforted her, “You know you and your dad are living
in the past. People don’t hold onto their virginity like some damn
prize anymore. You have to live you have to enjoy what’s here. The
world is changing too fast for anyone to know for sure what’s right and
what’s wrong.”

He took her in his arms and held her comfortingly. Then he said: “Why
don’t you come with me… come and live with me in California.”

“Will we get married?” she asked, naively.

“I’m not going to lie to you Cally. But maybe you’ll find that’s not
the most important thing.”

Cally lay thinking silently for a long time and Denny waited patiently
cradling her in his strong arms. And Cally thought, though harder about
it than she had ever thought about anything before. It had been like
magic from the very beginning, from the moment their eyes had met. And
oh God, making love to him was the most incredible thing she had ever
experienced. How could she go back now? How could she live without him
and his wonderful big hard cock. All summer she had been in anguish
from the stifling boredom of her narrow life. Finally, she looked up at
him.

“Yes,” she said. “Take me away from here… take me away, darling.”

Chapter 2

“Welcome home, Denny,” Loretta Day greeted the handsome dark-haired
man. “When do I get to meet the lovely innocent you brought with you.”

“Soon enough, baby. Soon enough,” he answered.

Loretta was naked and lying on her huge round bed, her long white
thighs spread wide in a wanton inviting pose, and her dog Buck looking
longingly at her from the floor beside the bed. “Isn’t Buck enough
company for you these days, darling,” he said to her, smiling wryly.

“What naughty thoughts you have…”

“What a naughty girl you are.”

God, it was good to see Loretta again. Denny had left Cally alone for
the afternoon with only his dog Prince to keep her company, and wow! It
was wonderful to be with Loretta again. Her breasts, firm and fully
ripe, stood like twin majestic mountains on her chest demanding to be
climbed, eager for conquering, their berry like crests already hard and
quivering with anticipation.

Denny let his hot smoldering eyes roam over her nakedness for a long
moment, lingering on the wet pink folds of her pussy, the tiny
throbbing clitoris nestled there. Goddamn, he thought, but she was some
woman all right.

Loretta wiggled her body seductively on the bed, opening and closing
her thighs so that it gave the impression her moist warm cuntal slit
was winking invitingly at him. “Come on, lover,” she breathed
throatily. “Get undressed and come to Loretta. I’m horny for some of
your good loving cock, baby.”

Denny chuckled shortly, advancing on the bed. “Is that all you ever
think about?” he asked. “My good loving cock?”

“Of course not,” she laughed. “I think about Buck’s good loving cock,
too!”

“Yeah, and you think about the good loving cunt of plenty of chicks
too,” he jibed. “You seem awfully interested in my sweet little
minister’s daughter. I bet you’d like nothing better than to share her
with me, too.”

“I won’t deny that,” Loretta said, bright-eyed, still wriggling her
lush body temptingly.

“You’ll fuck anything, won’t you?” Denny said wonderingly. “Male or
female or animal, just as long as you can get your pussy off.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment, Denny lover,” Loretta whispered. “I
can’t help it if I like sex, now can I lover.” Then she added: “And I’d
sure like your little Cally to party with us sometime.”

“I don’t think there’s a chance,” he replied.

“You wouldn’t like to bet on that would you?” she asked coyly.

He stared at her. “I told you how innocent she is! How do you figure
you can?”

“I have a plan,” the voluptuous naked redhead told him. “A plan which I
think you’ll like, my sweet.”

He considered it, and grinned lewdly as his cock fluttered lightly; he
remembered her lush hot body. She was so different from Cally and he
wanted her so much now. “What’s the plan?”

“Well, when you get home this evening, why don’t you just send Cally
over here with Prince. Tell her just to come over and say hello. I’ll
take care of the rest.”

Then Loretta began to thrash her body around on the bed. “But don’t
let’s talk now. I’m horny lover. Come over here and let me suck your
cock. It’s been almost a month since I’ve sucked your cock, and I’m
hungry for it.”

The dark-haired man’s cock leapt into full hardness at her lascivious
words; she never failed to have her way, not here in the bedroom where
she was queen. “Now get naked lover boy, and hurry!”

Denny hurried, tearing at his clothes, throwing them in a heap on the
floor until he, too, stood naked. His great trembling cock stood out
from his groin like some impossibly huge instrument of insane delight
the glans eyes secreting thin, clear droplets of aroused lubrication.
Loretta stared at it moistening her lips with her tongue as if tasting
the seeping fluid already swirling around in the warm drinking caverns
of her hot mouth.

“Lie down here, Denny, hurry now, lie down with that fine hard prick of
yours jutting up in the air so I can take it in my mouth and suck every
last drop of your cum from it like a straw!”

Christ! the man thought. She really knew how to get a guy heated up,
talking that way, using words like she used her body, fucking you
verbally if such a thing were possible. His prick quivered and throbbed
with anticipation, and he sat on the bed quickly, then lay back prone.

Loretta wasted no time. She poised herself on all fours, her full firm
breasts swaying tantalizingly from her chest. The nipples turgid with
her arousal. Then she crawled down on the bed, sliding her body between
his legs, and she seized his cock, and began to stroke it slowly,
teasingly her extended fingers caressing his swelling testicles on the
downward stroke of her palm. Denny groaned at the stimulations her
expert manipulations were sending through his body, and thrust his hips
down hard against the bedspread. Her fingernails scratched lightly over
the girth of his cock now, over his testicles, reaching under his body
to probe briefly at the puckered ring of his anus, retracing their path
back to his quivering penis.

“Hurry up, damn it!” he moaned. “Put your mouth around it, Loretta!
Loretta, suck me!”

The passion-inspired redhead slaved below, her body glistening from
tiny droplets of lust-sweat. The pressure grew and brew in Denny’s
balls, and he shoved his loins up hard against her face, not thinking
about anything any more but about this hot bitch blowing him so
wonderfully. It was something Cally had never done for him and it was
wonderful, wonderful! Harder and harder he drove his cock into her
mouth, pumping his loins like a wild man, driving him on to greater and
greater thrustings in his desire for the final release of the maddening
build-up of semen in his scrotum.

And then-

And then, all at once, he felt the eruption take place, felt the first
torrent of white-hot fire leap along the passage of his plunging cock.
He gasped, his lips pulling back across his teeth as though he were in
agony. His prick began a sudden wild, convulsive jerking that flooded
without advance warning into Loretta’s madly sucking mouth with rush
after rush of burning semen, bloating her cheeks outward with each
spurt until she was forced to swallow crazily to keep from choking,
mewling and crooning and tickling his testicles with the tips of her
fingertips excitedly.

“Keep… keep sucking!” Denny cried. “Baby, keep sucking!” keep
succckkkiiinnngggggg!” His hands were working spasmodically in her hair
now, ramming her head down harder on his burgeoning cock, burying it
deep in her throat. And then, with one last mighty groan as the lovely
brunette wildly sucked at the juices of his desire, he emptied the
final drops of his sperm into her mouth.

Loretta continued to nibble gently at the fleshy instrument, milking
every last drop of his load until the satiated prick began to gradually
deflate in her mouth.

Finally Loretta crawled up and kissed him full on the mouth.

“How did you like that, lover?”

“As good as always!” he enthused. “The best, the greatest!”

Loretta chuckled softly and kissed him again, smearing his own semen
around his lips. “Now, go on home, and send that pretty little choir
girl over here. I’ll be ready for her.”

Chapter 3

“Honey, I’m home,” Denny called, entering his home.

Cally jumped up from her chair, Prince following at her heels, as she
threw his arms around his neck and kissed him in greeting.

“How’s Loretta?” she asked, somewhat jealous of this woman she had
heard about but never seen.

“Now, now… I told you she’s just a friend… no strings… and she
really wants to meet you, baby.”

“Well,” said Cally pouting, “I don’t know if I want to meet her.”

“Jealous?”

“No,” she said, pouting slightly.

Denny walked over to the carved wooden box where he kept his stash of
marijuana and began to roll a joint. Then he lit it, taking a deep drag
of the harsh smoke, and passed it to Cally. She had been frightened the
first time he offered it to her, but now she was used to it, liked it
even, especially when they made love. Now the beautiful blonde could
feel the effects of that first inhale, could feel the wonderful rushes
of energy coursing through her body as she held the smoke in her lungs.

She leaned over to kiss Denny. But he pulled her arms from around his
neck. “Not now, baby. I want you to go over and say hello to Loretta.
Go on now, you and Prince can go for a little walk.

“Okay… okay..” Cally said. “Come on, Prince. Let’s go meet Mata
Hari.”

The sun was beginning to set slowly behind the green hills as Cally
started down the road to Loretta’s house. When she reached the
beautiful modern redwood house she knocked on the door but there was no
answer. The young girl knew she should turn back to her own house, but
curiosity made her try the doorknob. It was open, and she walked into
the huge glass enclosed living room. It was beautiful, full of clearly
modern furniture, most of it white, contrasting beautifully with the
rich red wood of the walls and the deep green of Herman lush plants. No
one was in the house. Cally glanced across the room and saw there was a
patio outside, and beyond that a swimming pool. There seemed to be
someone at the pool, but in the darkening light it was hard to tell.
She began walking towards it, and stopped when she reached the hedge
that surrounded the pool.

Suddenly Cally saw something that caused her to gasp! It was Loretta
and her German Shepherd buck, sitting on a blanket by the pool-end Buck
had an enormous erection!

Cally’s nostrils flared and her eyelashes fluttered. What in the world
was going on. Everything seemed so strange to her… she couldn’t
figure it out at all, and the alcohol and pot swimming around in her
brain didn’t help her think any the more clearly. Loretta was laying
there naked, resting in the halo of her long red hair, her legs
slightly askew, her high, widely spaced breasts surging skyward, her
nipples hard like flint.

Cally stared amazed and horrified. Her head was swimming and she felt
dizzy. She sank down on the grass behind the hedges, but she had sat
right in front of an opening that allowed her to continue to look
through the bushes at the incredible scene going on before her
unbelieving eyes. She was so intent on watching Loretta and Buck that
she hardly noticed that Prince’s snout had disappeared up beneath her
skirt. She instinctively squeezed her thighs together over his furry
head, then realized what was happening when his cold wet nose suddenly
pressed electrically into the center of her silky white panties. Her
pussy began to tingle with desire and her heart beat furiously. This
was crazy! But oh Prince’s nose felt so good pressing upward into her
pussy on the outside of her panties. It wasn’t sexual, she told
herself, it just felt nice.

She glanced back through the bushes at Loretta. The big dog’s cock had
reached its full length and he had inclined his head-his eyes locked
tightly on his mistress’ and he imparted to his mightily rigid organ
the full wet slap of his own moist pink tongue sliding it obscenely
along the entire length of his exposed organ from base to bevel shaped
tip.

Cally could feel herself gasping for air as she watched Loretta’s dog
lick his own penis with slow, calculating movements, wrapping its
tongue hotly around his organ and running it like some sort of
imitation cunt up and down along its pulsating hard length. The young
girl had never seen anything like this before and she could feel her
own heated loins secreting a warm heavy moisture of arousal, that
washed down through her vagina and out between the moist outer lips of
her trembling pussy. It seemed to have crept upon her unawares, and
before she knew what was happening, her belly was clenching and
unclenching as if in lewd desire for a long thick penis to fill her
hungry depths.

A sharp pang of excitement flashed through Cally’s burning loins as
Prince whimpered and then endeavored to slip the tip of his tongue
inside the leg band of her panties. She tried to grip his head to drag
him away, but the dog was so intent in his actions, that it was
impossible without disturbing Loretta and Buck.

Cally gasped as his tongue and nose worked furiously between her snugly
clenched thighs. The unwanted moisture from her tingling cuntal lips
had become a virtual torrent. Desire swam in her belly like a raging
forest fire, and Prince’s instinctual whimpers from under her skirt
only seemed to encourage the excitement that was making her pussy boil
so desperately.

Then Cally’s eyes opened wide as she saw Loretta moving on all fours
toward Buck. The big dog jerked up his head, unwrapping his tongue from
his glistening penis, distracted from his self-fellation by his
mistresses behavior.

The dog watched her dangling breasts dance whitely beneath her body as
she moved across the ground, her nipples hard and grazing the ground
from moment to moment as she crawled. The big dog shifted as his penis
emerged still farther, pulsing with blood. The beautiful redhead’s
mouth was watering hungrily, filling to the brim with saliva, and she
gazed raptly and with ardent unconcealed desire at Buck’s massive
canine cock.

Then, uttering a sigh of complete enchantment and happiness, Loretta’s
head fell forward as her fingers gripped the base of the German
shepherd’s hotly throbbing shaft, her long wavy red hair spreading out
all over his flanks. Her open mouth moved forward to capture his
glistening red animal penis, and her warm moist mouth ovalled like a
bitch’s cunt over his burning hot member, then closed in a soft wet
pressure around it. The dog’s sharp teeth clattered in his head as
Loretta began ardently to suck. Groans of pleasure escaped Buck’s
throat in chorus with the sighs and mewls issuing happily from his
mistress’s lips around his pulsating rod of flesh.

Cally watched spellbound from the bushes, her pelvis instinctively
arched forward. She gasped as her own dog’s tongue began a sort of
corkscrew motion that swiftly insinuated in at least an inch-and-a-half
up into her wetly squirming young pussy. The pleasure was almost
unbearable but she had to put a stop to it. It was terribly terribly
crazy! “Oh-h.. you mustn’t… Prince… stop.. oh oh oh ohoh…” she
moaned, her whisper turning into a whimper.

Nothing whatever in all her previous experience had quite prepared
Cally for this unbelievable sensation. Denny’s cock was wonderful but-
Prince’s tongue was a softly flowing instrument which was driving her
mad, lubricating her hotly throbbing cunt despite all her mental wishes
to the contrary.

A soft almost inaudible groan broke from her parted lips as the dog’s
thirsty tongue advanced still farther, moving firmly and insistently
within the softly billowing wetness of her vaginal walls. She dug her
finger into his fur and closed her eyes tightly. This was wrong and she
knew it. She had to stop him somehow. But what could she do? She didn’t
dare make a scene lest Loretta discover her there watching. And her
belly was throbbing so hotly with sexual need, at least as wonderful as
the first time she had gone to that motel with Denny. It was heavenly
and agonizing all at once, and was made all the more so by its
unnameable obscenity and illicitness.

Loretta was sucking with fervor on the lust-engorged shaft of the huge
dog Buck, and for the beautiful redhead there was nothing in the world
that could hold a candle to a dog’s cock for pure pleasure. No matter
how often she had done it, it was always overwhelmingly exciting for
her. With her tongue and mouth laving Buck’s penis to death, she felt
as if she were growing dizzy and in another moment would swoon dead
away from sensual happiness. As her lips and tongue moved over his
slippery rigidity, feeling every last lurid pulsation and blood-swollen
ridge, her pussy moistened hopelessly and her cock-hungry belly felt as
if it were full of butterflies. This warm animal penis was well worth
worshiping… dog cock in her mouth was, the most incredible sensation
in the world…

Cally’s nostrils flared as she watched her neighbor’s obscene display
at the side of the swimming pool. Her brain was dazed and her body felt
flooded with its own lust. Prince had worked his tongue all the way up
under her moisture-soaked panty crotch band and was now lapping at her
hot wet cunt with maddening precision. She clutched his head not to
push him away but to draw him in closer! This feeling was too wonderful
to be cast aside. Her loins had opened like a flower beneath his
ravishing tongue, and she felt herself spinning happily, mindlessly
towards orgasm… and she would have climaxed, if not for something
totally distracting which suddenly occurred before her very eyes!

Loretta and the dog had shifted positions somewhat as Buck lowered his
head between the shivering soft cream-white thighs of his hotly aroused
mistress. His snout spread through the slickly curling hairs of her
pubic “vee” and sniffed at her now nakedly exposed vaginal mouth. His
tail wagged and he trembled all over as if he had located a bitch in
heat. Loretta moaned passionately as the dog’s nose slid lower and
contacted her tiny puckered anus. She shivered and made a faint little
cry as the animal’s tongue shot out lizard-like and ran wetly up and
down the entire cleft between her trembling white thighs, its tip
flicking teasingly at the small, tightly clenched anal ring. Buck
lapped greedily at the narrow pink slit between her thighs, running,
his lengthy tongue wetly along its full distance, from her tightly held
little anus, up over the slim pink edge of her seeping wet cunt, and
over the small sensation-primed pleasure bud of her clitoris, standing
high and stiff a top her pubic mound. Loretta sighed and moaned as the
dog’s great tongue spread through the soft, hair-fringed flesh,
dragging the desire-inflamed folds of her pussy after it.

The beast’s tongue continued to flick mercilessly between the redhead’s
widespread thighs, stopping sporadically to curl more deeply between
the walls of her vainly resisting vagina, when suddenly a long, drawn-
out groan of contentment was dredged from the woman’s passion-wetted
throat. She jerked spasmodically, helpless in the grip of a lust too
obscene to be believed, as the great animal licked and snuffled
relentlessly at her raging fiery loins.

Cally couldn’t repress a shudder. Her eyes glazed over and she panted
helplessly, watching this amazing display of unspeakable lewdness. By
now, Prince had corkscrewed his tongue into her own boiling cunt to an
unbelievable depth, drawing it tantalizingly out again in a way that
was driving her crazy. This maddening teasing of her hot young pussy
was making her entire belly tingle lustfully. In another moment she
would go out of her mind.

At the same time, her neighbor’s dog’s thickly slithering tongue moved
mercilessly up and down between the redhead’s thighs-just as prince was
doing to Cally-drawing cries of ecstasy from the wildly aroused woman.
Loretta raised her hands, held them motionless for a moment above her
writhing white body, and then dropped them with a wildly abandoned moan
to tightly grip the dog’s ears.

“Ooooohhhh, that’s it… ooooooh lick me… yes, please lick me… oh
my God…” A deep guttural moan of pure desire echoed from Loretta’s
throat, and suddenly she jerked her legs outward in order to provide
the animal with greater access to her love-hungry vagina. She pulled
his snout forward up inside her well-lubricated vaginal mouth, and his
enormous tongue swirled deeper up into her moist hot passageway,
ravishing her eagerly accepting vaginal walls without mercy.

Loretta was by now incoherent with lust. She begged shamelessly and
encouraged the German shepherd desperately as he lapped between her
widely out-thrust thighs. He worked like the savage beast he was, while
Cally stared transfixed through her sex-drugged stupor as his
glistening red penis emerged larger and larger from its furry sheath
below the dog’s belly.

Then abruptly, Buck lifted his nose from his mistress’s genitals as
Loretta rolled over onto her belly, the animal nudging her hips upward
before his tremulously jerking loins. Once she was kneeling in the
proper position, her cunt raised up, his immense head lowered again and
his thick pink tongue slithered far up into the exposed cleft between
the groaning woman’s buttocks.

Cally was breathless from the incomparable performance, but even more
so from the rhythmic tongue-fucking she was getting along her vaginal
furrow from Prince. She gasped and made small, hoarse groans, gripping
his furry head for support as she continued to watch the lurid scene.

Now Loretta reached back in order to spread her creamy white ass cheeks
open like a curtain from her delicately throbbing anus, giving the
dog’s tongue plenty of room as it worked on her burning hot crevice
with increasing urgency.

“Ah… oh… oh… that… that’s it…daaaaaarling… oh my God… my
God!” the mournful sobbing cries of pure lust tumbled from her
sensually parted lips.

Watching this licentious depravity, Cally could feel the flame
escalating in her own belly. The aching hunger spread from her abdomen
all the way up into her heaving, passion-swollen breasts. She labored,
gasping for breath, cursing herself for enjoying it so, squirming down
harder into the warm earth beneath her buttocks while her pelvis arched
outward in order to push her cunt tighter into Prince’s wildly lapping
face.

At the side of the swimming pool, the German Shepherd Buck was nuzzling
Loretta’s pussy, shoving his massive head down between her pelvis and
the ground. Cally’s eyes widened in amazed disbelief as he raised the
redhead’s loins up with it; and she gasped as she realized what
obscenity the animal must be up to.

Loretta knelt up, elevating her white alluring buttocks, bending before
her furry master in willing surrender. His long, relentless tongue was
driving her totally wild. She was on all fours now and the huge dog
mounted her smoothly spread ass-cheeks, his forepaws gripping her
sleek, sweat slicked back, his curling lips dripping saliva all over
her naked flesh. His glistening scarlet penis slipped from its furry
sheath, dripping milk-white animal cum from its beveled tip. The
tapered end of it slipped and danced in the hot, damp crevice of her
loins as the dog trembled and jerked, trying to locate the girl’s
softly haired cunt.

The decadent redhead looked behind her, shifting her upraised buttocks
in order to capture the dog’s rapidly lengthening cock-shaft. She
strove desperately to scabbard the long, pinkly glistening organ in her
voraciously grasping cuntal mouth, but the dog’s penis kept slipping up
to rub maddeningly against her clitoris, the throbbing redness of his
penis contrasting starkly with the woman’s glistening pink pussy.

Cally, still watching incredulous from the bushes, was hopelessly awash
with forbidden sensation. Everything in her mind cried out against the
terrible seductive power of what she was seeing and the depraved
reality of Prince’s ardently laving tongue, but everything in her flesh
cried more, more! In front of her, her more experienced counterpart was
guiding Buck’s slippery cock into her hot wet cunt, while below, under
her very own skirt, Prince was licking obscenely at her cunt. But that
was something the young blonde barely had time to think about. Her
attention was riveted on her neighbor Loretta as Buck suddenly found
his footing and buried his hot red cock with a lurch up inside the
redhead’s upturned vagina. It slithered forward with a wet rush until
it was sunk to the hilt in her quivering white belly, the animal’s
sperm-filled testicles swinging below to smack heavily into the woman’s
wetly dripping pubic hair. A moan of relief broke from her lust-
contorted lips and she moved rhythmically back to meet the thrusts of
the panting animal.

His forelegs wrapped snugly around her smoothly curved hips, and she
undulated her body in small lewd circles, abandoning herself to this
delicious, searing animal-fucking of her hot little pussy. Her face
turned sidewise and Cally could see the delighted rapture that had
spread across it, her long red hair spilling over her cheeks and
fanning out on the ground. Her desire-swollen breasts swayed this way
and that beneath her sensuously writhing torso, dancing in time to the
skewering dog-cock as it slid upward into her welcoming vagina, a
relentless hot poker of glistening hardness burying itself deeply and
thrillingly within her yearning cunt.

By now Cally’s breath was coming in tight, frantic gasps and the
burning sensation bubbling in her belly was almost too much to be
borne. She felt as if her eyes would explode right out of her head. The
wild fluttering in her stomach was increasing with savage intensity as
she watched the older woman being so lewdly ravished before her very
eyes. Cally’s body perspired feverishly and sigh after mindless sigh
broke from her open mouth. She could feel perspiration trickling down
her belly and mingling with the warmly perfumed moisture soaking her
pubic curls. She squirmed her vagina harder down against Prince’s
urgently lapping face, which rubbed back in sensuous torment against
the most, hair-lined flanges of her pulsating pussy. She bit down hard
on her lower lip, struggling to hold back furious groans of
unadulterated joy.

Dizzying sensation flamed through her passion ridden brain like hot
volcanic lava. This was it-oh beautiful, beautiful, beautiful…. but
she didn’t dare to make a sound and draw attention to herself hiding
out in the bushes like some kind of sexual fugitive. But how could she
help it? She gagged and gurgled over his ardent licking of her hyper-
tingling loins. Her eyes closed with ecstasy, her slender fingers
buried in the coolness of his fur, his head moving constantly under her
hand. Her nostrils flared, her eyelashes fluttered as if overcome by an
emotion stronger than life itself.

And not twenty yards away, Loretta was now clearly out of her mind and
was shouting lewd encouragement to the dumb beast through desperately
clenched teeth: “Oh! Fuck me harder! Oh God! Want to feel all of it!
Blow your hot cumin to my belly, Buck! HURRY!” She seemed no longer
human, but rather a part of the dog, an extension of his bestiality, a
trembling mass of yelping and squealing lust-deranged flesh pleading to
be mercilessly fucked by the dog on her back, its heavily veined cock
pistoning swiftly in and out of her tender young vaginal passage. She
was reveling in her abandoned lust, grinding her buttocks salaciously
back against his furry form.

The pressure was building volcanically in Cally’s loins too, as Prince
continued to lick ravenously at her damply exposed clitoris and pussy
lips, occasionally squirming his tongue all the way up into her vagina
to draw half-crazed cries of pure pleasure from her agonized lips.

Her breathing was coming in ardent, ragged gasps. She watched the
obscene display in front of her with growing awareness that hew own
orgasm was approaching now at a furious pace. Suddenly there was a
long, wailing moan from her lust-possessed neighbor, who was thrashing
madly, the sound one of pure unbearable pleasure. Clearly, the redhead
was hurtling through a soul shattering orgasm, working her cunt
greedily up and down the huge dog’s cock almost as fast as he pummeled
her with it. The German shepherd’s tongue lolled wetly out of his jaws
as he fucked her with ferocious abandon, his saliva dripping into a
pool that formed in the milky smooth estuary of her back.

“Oh! Oh! That’s it!” she cried. “Oh my God! I’M CUMMING! FUCK ME BUCKY!
FUCK ME TO DEATH!”
Loretta sobbed uncontrollably and then Buck jerked forward, shuddering
from head to foot, and began yelping a series of lengthy, drawn-out
whimpers as his heavily sunk penis began spitting sperm in deep, hot
spurts up into her greedily swallowing belly.

Loretta’s smooth round buttocks contracted uncontrollably, signaling
the orgiastic upheaval in her wildly fluttering belly. Thick white
liquid seeped back out from their tightly locked connection, spreading
out over her sensuously quivering ass-cheeks… with trails of sticky
wetness that ran down the ivory columns of her thighs. Her buttocks
shone in the light, displaying her cum-soaked pubic hair and below that
her sated pink cuntal flesh. Finally the redhead pitched forward,
sobbing with happiness, onto her face, her entire body bathed in
perspiration from her feverish, mind-shattering climax. The dog’s
rapidly deflating penis slid slowly from her semen flooded passage with
a soft lewd sucking noise. And then in one final move of obscene
depravity, the beast dropped his head to her still warm and widespread
pussy and licked at the hot white moisture seeping from her open oval
flesh.

It was this last licentious act as much as anything which brought Cally
flying shudderingly upward towards her own magnificent climax. She
could feel every last nerve and sinew in her body begin to shake and
sputter, and she closed her eyes tightly, muttering heatedly: “Oh no…
stop…get away… oh… oh… don’t stop… oh God…I’m going to…
oh no… no… oooooohhhhhh….”

She jerked her pelvis forward as her entire body began shuddering
mindlessly from head to foot. A deep, rasping gurgle of happiness
seemed to be ripping her throat apart, and her lungs and belly with it.
She wanted to cry out for happiness, to scream, to leap up into the
air. The great happy feeling in her churning loins was like nothing she
had ever experienced in her entire life. A lust-heated wash of cum
echoed from her vaginal walls to gush down over Prince’s ardently
lapping mouth. A Steel spring uncoiled in her stomach, spitting out
through the burning center of her cunt as Prince licked and nudged her
blazing clitoris without pause. All of her loins seemed to open up like
a flower under the heat of a tropic sun. It was as if there was a small
sun inside her going nova, and she groaned lavishly, devoured by
pleasure, her cum painting Prince’s snout white.

Cally completely lost touch with the world for several long moments as
she mewled and sobbed with uncontrollable happiness as Prince licked
her to completion. Her pelvis shuddered upward to his face and the
tides of her orgasm threatened to carry her off.

As her exhausted and happy flesh quivered downward from the majestic
heights of her climax, she found herself panting for breath, a
delirious relaxed and happy smile plastered across her face. When she
opened her eyes and rejoined the world, Loretta was no longer at the
side of the pool. For a moment, Cally wondered if Loretta had seen her,
but she didn’t care… God! Loretta had been doing the same thing-
Loretta had let her dog Buck fuck her!

Then Prince drew his head out from under Cally’s dress and she saw his
grinning face. And at that instant it came home to her with great force
what a terrible thing she had just done, and all the happy pleasure
residing in her body suddenly evaporated like a sea mist blown back
into the indefinite horizon.

Slowly, the beautiful blonde girl stood up and began walking with heavy
steps back towards her own house, Prince following alongside his
mistress. Never, never again, never again will I let my body turn me
into a mindless slave. Never! She thought, breaking into a run and
heading for the comforting shelter of her house.

Chapter 4

Cally stayed in bed all the next morning. Depression weighed on her
like a huge slab of lead. Her father had been right. One misstep on the
road to sin, and a person just sank deeper, deeper and deeper into the
painful fires of hell. God! It was awful. Whatever had possessed her to
leave Idaho falls, whatever had possessed her even to go to lunch with
a strange man that Sunday after church? It was as if she were
possessed. Possessed by the devil!

She forced herself to get up, and went downstairs to the kitchen as she
put the cup to her lips and she knew she had never been so confused in
her life.

Denny wasn’t home and neither was Prince. He must have taken the dog
for a walk. She hoped he would stay away long enough for her to pull
herself together. Maybe a little drink would steady her nerves. She
walked to the cabinet and took down a bottle of brandy. Sex and drink,
drugs and sin she thought, condemning herself, hearing her fathers
preaching voice ringing in her ears.

She didn’t even bother to pour the alcohol into a glass but took a swig
directly from the bottle. Ahhhhhh. It felt so soothing, so calming as
it burned its way to her belly.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Oh no! Who could it be? She didn’t want to see anybody. She felt so
bad. Maybe if she didn’t answer they would just go away. But no.
Whoever it was knocked again, and she knew she had to go to the door.

“Good morning…. You must be Cally….”

The young girl looked at the beautiful redhead standing in the doorway-
Loretta! What was she doing here? Cally looked at the woman speechless,
as images of the redhead fucking the big German Shepherd raced through
her mind.

“Well, aren’t you going to invite me in. I’m Loretta Day,” she smiled
charmingly.

“Of-of course….”

Loretta entered the house and made herself comfortable on the velvet
cushions in the living room.

“Is something the matter, honey?” she asked the troubled blonde. “Why
don’t we just smoke this and talk about it,” she said, pulling a stick
of marijuana from her purse.

Cally panicked. What could she say? How could she even begin to talk
about what had happened the night before. But Loretta understood too
well the feelings that were troubling the young girl.

“Is it guilt that’s bothering you?” she asked suddenly.

“How-how did you know?” Cally was amazed.

“We’ve all been there, you know. I was once pretty innocent, myself.”

“You were?”

Loretta laughed. “Don’t look so astonished. Why, I was even a virgin
once, you know.”

Cally was forced to smile. Loretta was not such a monster after all.

“But… but it’s all so confusing…” the young girl said, relief
flooding through her as she realized she had found someone to talk to.

“Listen,” the older redhead told her. “There’s just one guideline in
this life that works… if it feels good-do it!”

“Oh, it couldn’t be that simple,” Cally protested.

“It is,” Loretta said with assurance.

And then Loretta did something that should have shocked and upset
Cally, but it didn’t. She merely watched in rapt curiosity.

Loretta began to take off her clothes, and Cally watched spellbound as
the voluptuous redhead revealed her full ripe breasts, softly rounded
hips and long tapering legs. And she simply said: “I like to be naked
when I’m stoned.” The grass and alcohol had made Cally feel free and
light, and she giggled, feeling a tickling sensation deep in her belly.

Then Loretta leaned back on the softness of the velvet cushions;
writhing her hips slowly, sensuously, and running her hands along the
smooth white sides of her lusciously rounded body.

God! Cally thought, She’s so beautiful, but this is wrong!

“It feels good, Cally,” Loretta whispered, “It feels so good. Just
relax like me, just relax.”

Cally took a deep breath and watched as Loretta sensuously ground her
hips into the soft velvet, running her hands along her breasts,
beginning to moan softly to herself. And the young blonde was
spellbound.

Cally took one last long drag on the joint of marijuana and leaned back
on the soft velvet cushions. Loretta reached out and touched her hand,
and her touch seemed somehow to cause little tingles of electricity to
course up along her arm. She could feel a warmth growing in her belly,
and she knew that it was the beginnings of sexual arousal. God! she
thought. As if Prince wasn’t bad enough, now she was letting herself be
aroused by another woman! She had a sudden, desperate urge to run, to
get out of there, out of the house and back to the small town where
everything had been so familiar, so comfortable… and so dull. But
then the urge passed and she felt good and warm again, letting the
prurient sensations drift downward into her vagina and begin the first
flowing of her feminine juices from moistening pussy.

Loretta continued to stroke her hand, moving closer to her on the
cushions until her leg was pressed against Cally’s, and Cally marveled
at the redhead’s full globular breasts, the nipples a rich rosy color
against their still darker areolas. And Cally could see that Loretta’s
pubic mound was covered with coppery red curling down, and when she
opened her legs in an attitude of complete relaxation, Cally’s eyes
focused directly on the pink, wetly glistening folds of her fluted
vaginal lips with their secret fully erect clitoris.

She’s already aroused, Cally thought, she’s very excited! And the
blonde girl felt her own juices begin to flow, lubricating her entire
vaginal slit now, forming little wet pools on the soft velvet of the
cushions beneath her; she squirmed her buttocks against the yielding
softness, feeling her role slide up and the backs of her naked thighs
come into contact. with the coolness. Dimly from somewhere in the back
of her mind, a voice seemed to be trying to warn her to stop, but
somehow the voice never penetrated any further into her conscious mind
that first dim whispering; the increasing arousal of her own body
brought about by the marijuana and now the sight of her voluptuous
neighbor on the soft cushions before her were all that mattered. Cally
began to stroke her own breasts now, rhythmically up and down, up and
down, until she could feel her nipples harden into granite chips
beneath her robe. Her clothes. They were so cumbersome, so interfering.
She stood up and removed her robe, baring her firm breasts - nipples
erect in the cool air of the room, and slipped her skirt over the
smooth roundness of her hips and thighs.

Loretta, even more aroused by Cally’s nakedness now, began to slowly
undulate her buttocks, her eyes tightly closed. She’s thinking about
her dog Buck, Cally thought hazelly. She’s thinking about Buck fucking
her last night and putting his huge penis into those sweetly parted
cunt lips of hers…

The rise and fall of Loretta’s firm erect breasts increased with her
excitement, and her hips began to rotate faster and faster on the bed,
driven on not by memories of Buck, but by the exciting naked nearness
of her young blonde neighbor. One of her slim white hands left the
floor beside her and began to slowly, teasingly massage her own breasts
as Cally had been doing, squeezing the berry-like nipples with
tantalizing movements of her thumb and forefinger. She continued this
rubbing teasing motion for a long moment and then she moved her hand
away from her breasts and down through her reddish silky pubic fleece,
placing the palm flat against her abdomen with the fingers splayed wide
in her crotch, playing in the lust-dripping furrow, tickling the
throbbing phallus of her clitoris with her middle finger and then
sliding it slowly, down to the entrance of her vaginal chamber,
dripping it inside, swirling it around inside her deliciously oozing
cunt….

Cally’s own hips seemed to be moving in time to Loretta’s and, growing
fearful of yet another sexual adventure, she picked up the remaining
marijuana roach, relit it, and drew more of the hot smooth smoke into
her lungs, feeling it flow through her body, watching the woman next to
her masturbating. Cally felt delicious waves of passion flood through
her and she squirmed downward on the cushion, trying to move her
insatiable pussy closer, closer to the soft material.

This is wrong, she thought, this is terribly wrong! What will happen
when Denny comes back from walking Prince? But she made no move to
stop, enthralled by the rapacious lust which had seized control of her
being, by the swirling dreaminess of the marijuana she had smoked. She
sucked instill more of the musky smoke, feeling the heat of the flame
against her lips as it burned down all the way, but not caring,
reveling in the wonderful, euphoric, aroused state which she was in….

Loretta’s hips were lashing the cushions with increasing fury now, her
fingers working like some maniacal instrument of self-inflicting
torture in her open, widespread cunt-and Cally, her eyes fastened on
the manipulations of the redhead’s finger in her cunt, moved closer to
the woman. It was as if she were hypnotized by Loretta’s open slender
legs and her pink little cuntal passage, fringed with carroty hair,
secreting little rivulets of her juices which moistened and sheened the
petal like folds of her pussy. Cally moistened her lips, looking a
little frightened, hesitating; but Loretta began to urge her on,
moaning…. “Yes, Cally, yes… Oh, I want you beautiful girl, and you
want me…. It’s okay Cally, it’s okay… suck me, oh suck me darling,”
she chanted mesmerically. Cally continued moving downward, climbing
over the redhead’s widely spread legs.

Loretta arched her hips, drawing her legs up, opening the wider her
glistening vagina-and suddenly the blonde girl’s head dipped, dipped
hungrily into the moist waiting furrow, the long pink tongue snaking
out to flick inside the gently throbbing mouth, lick up along the
cuntal lips to locate the large distended clit. Cally took the
miniature phallus between her short, sharp white teeth and began to
nibble it as if it was a piece of birthday candy, her eyes squeezed
tightly shut and her fingers digging into the redheaded woman’s upper
thighs and pelvis. Loretta flailed her head from side to side with wild
abandonment, totally lost now in the salacious lesbian sucking of the
young girl in her tremulous burning crotch.

Cally worked insanely, stroking from the top to the bottom and then
back to the top of Loretta’s splayed, almost yearning cunt. Each gentle
lap brought an involuntary lifting of the loins, as the tip of her
tongue toyed with Loretta’s labia. She pressed her mouth closer,
reaching up with her hands to play with the juggling breasts. Her mouth
was seething, hot over of lust, invading the vaginal orifice, lashing
the erect clitoris and licking the whole wet furrow with an eel like
tongue which was slippery with flowing cuntal juices….

Loretta mewled with uncontrollable, unsatiated passion. Her belly
rippled and she rubbed her hands against her thighs and curled her
fingers in Cally’s strewing blonde hair, forcing the girl’s face deeper
into her burning cunt. Cally was gasping for breath… sucking the air
in short surges so as not to break the fervent contact of her mouth,
tongue and lips. Even her nose was burrowing the wild depraved groin,
the odor of the female musk drove her still wilder.

“Oh… oh… ohhhhhhhhh, you’re wonderful…wonderful…. It’s too
much… too much!” Loretta’s voice died in a strangled sob and sigh,
but then broke out again in a high pitched wail as the seething lust
overflowed and swept through her. She twisted in the grip of her sweet
torture, twisting and writhing but never breaking the mouth which was
glued to her cunt. The tongue continued to stroke her clitoris, sending
lightning like stabs through her marrow. She gasped and groaned… and
then she came… like the ravaging hurricane of a summer season, to
pound and wash and flood her senses.

“Aaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhh!” the redhead cried, lifting her buttocks
off the cushions. Shuddering violently she relaxed as the climax passed
over her.

Suddenly, a male voice broke the peaceful sensuality of the room.

“Well, well, well, ladies… a little girl talk, I see.” It was Denny,
just returned from his walk with Prince at his side. He stared down at
the two women lying together on his living room floor, and the sight of
their large bobbing breasts and their smooth white thighs entwined as
they embraced made his cock jerk hotly in his pants. This was gonna he
some afternoon!

“Denny,” Cally shrieked… “What are you… I mean… I-I… just…”
the poor girl was beside herself with worry and guilt at having been
caught in a sex act with another woman.

“Hey,” Loretta said in her soft, throaty voice, “It’s alright honey…
isn’t it Denny..? Denny really get off when two chicks make it
together.”

Cally looked puzzled, while Loretta and Denny just looked at each other
with a glance that said, she’ll learn… the young girl is learning
fast.

Denny slipped his shirt up over his head, revealing two hard brown
nipples on a wide expanse of well-muscled chest lightly cushioned with
curly dark hair. And Prince had curled up on a cushion near the two
women, his large brown eyes gleaming, focused like laser beams on the
furry cunt between his mistress’s legs.

Loretta stood up, leaving Cally alone on her back on the cushions, her
slender legs spread wide revealing the soft curling fleeciness of her
soft blonde pubic hair. “I’ll go roll a joint,” the redhead said, and
proceeded to prepare some more marijuana. When she was finished, she
lit the slender, hand-rolled cigarette, took a deep drag, holding it in
her lungs and passing it to Denny, who in turn passed it down to the
beautiful blonde spread-eagled on the cushions on the floor.

“Oooooooh,” that’s nice, Cally whispered, as she felt the tingles of
excitement running through her body heightened by the marijuana smoke.
She had gotten so wildly exciting eating Loretta’s pussy and now she
needed something to end the incredible tingling in her hotly moist
cunt.

Denny reached down to touch her and curled his middle finger into her
springy gold pubic hair… “Oooooh, Denny, Denny,” she moaned….

And the man wormed his finger still further, encountering the soft
moist outer flesh of Cally’s recently warmed little pussy. The
beautiful young innocent moaned and threw back her head. She was
incredibly aroused, no longer able or wanting to fight any of the new
sexual scenes she was being introduced to. She had made the leap into
the deep abyss of pure pleasure, and now was giving herself up totally
to the sensations that inflamed her agonizingly heated body. There was
no way, no way on earth, to stop the flow of smooth cuntal moisture
that was seeping so easily from between her tingling pussy lips. Denny
pushed his finger in farther through the sacred portals, partway up
into her cum-slick vagina.

“Sweetheart, you have one tight little cunt,” he moaned, feeling his
own cock growing larger and larger in his pants.

“Go on,” said Loretta, watching avidly from alongside the couple,
“stick your finger in. Hard. She seems to be loving it. Harder, Denny,
Harder.”

“Ooooooooooh,” Cally moaned, her long blonde hair flailing on one side
of the cushion cradling her pretty head, as Denny’s thick middle finger
probed into the softly resisting passage just another fraction. “You’re
as snug as the day I first fucked you,” he remarked.

The helplessly aroused blonde bit down hard on her lower lip. His
finger inside her cunt felt so gooood, but how could they do this with
Loretta right there. It was wrong… but then everything was so
crazy… everything that felt good seemed to lead to such crazy
actions. But the wildly excited girl just groaned and instinctively
pushed her trembling loins upward against his impaling finger.

Prince stood up whimpering eagerly. He got up on his hind legs with one
forepaw stroking at the smooth cream-white flesh of Cally’s thigh. The
young blonde looked over at her huge German Shepherd. He was panting
and slavering, his eyes glazed, over her voluptuously prone body. She
closed her eyes, unable to deal with the strange reality of the
situation. Were they going to let Prince lick her the way he had the
other night as she had watched Loretta and Buck? Oh God! It was too
much. Too much!

Suddenly her pelvis jerked as Denny’s middle finger again thrust up
between her widespread thighs into the soft protective folds of young
flesh surrounding her tender vaginal chamber. His finger searched
patiently for a moment, then located her small, lightly swelling
clitoris. A mewling gasp broke throatily from her parched and open
lips. Her body shuddered helplessly and she moaned as his finger wormed
its way into her hotly trickling passageway. She clenched her eyes
tightly shut, and she knew there was no way in the world she could
close out the savage, primitive joy that was creeping through her loins
with the force of a tidal wave. She wanted to open her mouth to
protest, but instead heard from it only muffled gasps and gurgles of
hedonistic femaleness. She was lost, lost in a sea of boundary less
sensuality.

Her sounds seemed to arouse Prince, and suddenly he bent his head and
brushed his warm, moist tongue over the blonde girls ruby red lips, and
his outsized tongue slipped into her mouth as she gasped from the
twiddling pressure of Denny’s lewdly masturbating middle finger.

“That’s it boy,” Loretta called from the sidelines. “That’s it
Prince… ”

Cally knew she should be repelled, yet at the same time she was
surprised to find that Prince’s ardent French kiss sent a flurry of
excitement scattering irregularly through her heatedly writhing loins.
Indeed, the loving wet contact of his tongue in her gasping mouth was a
jolt totally unlike anything she’d ever experienced before in her life.

Across their French kiss, she gazed long and deeply transfixed as if by
a spell, into his hypnotic and hotly desiring brown canine eyes. With
Denny’s finger continuing to work openly inside her helpless body, the
net combination was creating sensations inside her which it was
impossible to ignore or resist, if she had wanted to.

It was miraculous, she thought, how Prince had known exactly what he
was doing when he had licked her pussy last night, bringing her to a
fantastic shattering climax. She wanted so much to completely submit to
the delights of carnal knowledge of her German Shepherd….

But no-he couldn’t! That was-insane! Obscenely insane!

And yet, the lustful glitter in his eyes made her squirm and his molten
stare made her feel weak. She looked up first at the dog, then at the
intensely watching faces of Loretta and Denny, whose finger still
worked churning her insides to a heated fever pitch. And even as she
thought those negative things, her breathless mouth parted wantonly
under the incessant pressure of Prince’s lavishing tongue… her lush,
moistened lips opened lewdly, instinctively… to let her own tiny pink
tongue come slipping through… just as Denny shoved a second finger up
into her momentarily relaxed cunt.

A long, throat sigh escaped the helpless blonde love-slave as she gave
up all resistance to the big German shepherd’s loving kiss. Denny’s
fingers inside her seeping vagina were doing their part as well to
create an ache in her belly that was beyond comparison with anything
she had ever felt before in relation to sex. It was totally compelling;
how could she possibly fight this tide of heathen desire that was
threatening to drown her?

Her undulating body, voluptuous in all its contours and naturally
receptive to all the feelings that flesh is heir to, was fast
approaching its ultimate breaking point, and she could no longer find
the strength in her even to protest against the monstrous fondling of
her private parts.

She gasped through Prince’s kiss and held her breath as she felt
Denny’s fingers stretch and enlarge the by now well-lubricated walls of
her cunt. They slipped wetly in and out with a moist sucking sound.

“Down boy,” said Denny suddenly, surprisingly, and he pushed Prince
away with a single swift movement of his arm. His head bent and he
licked into the small shallow kiss-nook of her navel, sending another
wave of lurid sensation flowing into her already churning loins.

Cally’s head worked from side to side, her exquisite face contorted
with abandoned pleasure. She moaned and sighed as his tongue licked up
and down, closing her eyes with luxuriant pleasure.

“Christ, she’s beautiful,” said Loretta, who was lounging in a soft
leather armchair, the last of the marijuana joint burning down to her
fingers. She picked up a roach -clip from the table beside her, and,
placing the marijuana between the two fingers of metal, she took a few
last drags, then left it cold in the ashtray. Then she snapped her
fingers. “Up Prince,” she commanded….”Quick!”

Cally raised her startled head in time to see Denny move away to make
room for Prince, whose thick red penis was shaking in the air as the
big dog leaped between her widely splayed white thighs. It was the
first time she had see the dog’s huge penis outside of its furry
sheath, and just seeing its massive length was a terrific jolt to the
turmoil in her belly. And as she watched, the big animal found his
position above her, his eyes wide with desire.
“Stop! This is filthy! No! No! I don’t want this!” Cally squirmed with
what little control she had left, her pelvis shaking frantically so
that her belly swayed from side to side as if to evade Prince’s rapidly
approaching dog cock…. She cringed, mad with shame and desire, and
the tapered head searched between her trembling white thighs, zeroing
in on the soft, moist pubic center in which lay her sparse blonde curls
and her lustfully twitching cuntal lips.

Denny snickered and grabbed Prince’s haunches, carefully guiding the
stumbling dog in the direction of the moist pink flanges of his
girlfriend’s widely ovalled vagina. Cally’s face contorted with horror
and passion and she felt the slick head of the dog’s penis contact her
blonde pubic hair and then move through toward the tiny open slit of
her cunt. “No!” she screamed. “Oh lord! Oh God! Save me!”

“That’s what we’re trying to do,” Denny muttered, helping Prince along.

Her furry lover was above her now. She could feel the overheated warmth
of the dog’s body as he crouched against her, and could smell his
steaming breath. His long, shivering wet tongue was just slightly above
her heaving breasts, dripping moisture onto her smooth cream-white
skin.

Cally felt as if she were drowning. She didn’t want this, but what
could she do about it? Her body had betrayed her totally; her vagina
was seeping hot wetness profusely. She admitted it to herself-the dog
would have no difficulty at all with his obscene entry. Was there any
way at all she would ever be able to shake off this obscene curse for
the rest of her life? Oh Lord.

“Slip it in nice and easy,” Denny directed. “Go ahead boy.”

Cally moaned as she felt the first hard warm touch of Prince’s
quivering penis against her cringing pussy mouth, and then there was
the inexorable pressure as it moved inside, filling up her vaginal
walls and pushing them aside. She groaned incoherently, although there
was a part of her insides that were screaming out beautiful,
beautiful… Oooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhh!”

The large animal flexed his flanks, panting heatedly with bestial lust,
and then his blood-filled, pulsating cock slipped all the way up into
her fluid wet channel with a rush that left Cally gasping for air.

“A a a a r r r g g g h h h h h h r r r r r r-
ggghhhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhh….”

Her throat was making noises that sounded completely inhuman, and her
long blonde hair flew wildly from side to side on the pillow.
Perspiration steamed on her overheated forehead. She squirmed and
twisted, but it was impossible for her imprisoned flesh to escape the
relentless upthrust of Prince’s loins meshed with hers, his soft furry
balls smacking with a dull slap at the insides of her buttocks.

Cally’s muffled moans of pleasure were echoing from the very depths of
her love-starved being. With Prince’s cock sunk deeply into her
quivering white belly she could almost feel the hardness of its tip
pressing snugly, teasingly, against her cervix.

The curvaceous young blonde had never known the equal of this lewd,
feverish sensation that was making such a furnace of her belly. Her
seething cuntal channel was raging with desire all around Prince’s
blood-engorged cock as it steamed in and out of her helplessly writhing
body.

She groaned continually, laying her blonde head back and baring her
teeth as Prince fucked her furiously. Even as she lay there, her soul
being slowly destroyed, she felt Denny Reed’s strong hands beginning to
massage her throbbing young breasts. She gasped as she felt his mouth
begin to suck her nipple and as much of the surrounding hypersensitive
tissue as he could manage, while his hand squeezed the rest.

This dual besiegement of breasts and belly made the young minister’s
daughter’s mind swim. Denny fondled her sensually swollen breasts until
they almost hurt, but even this was a source of primitive enjoyment for
her lust-devoured flesh. Her eyes grew smoky and she gazed unseeing up
into the panting face of her urgently fucking German shepherd lover. It
seemed to her that Prince was somehow much more handsome than she had
ever given him credit for, and as he whined with burning frustration,
agonizing towards his sperm-blowing orgasm, she opened her mouth and
did- not object as his tongue slid between her teeth.

“Mmmmmmm…” she murmured at the lavish excitement this animalistic
French kiss instilled in her flame-thrilled flesh. “Oh… oh…”

There was no use trying to fight it any longer. Her head and heart had
to admit it. She couldn’t control the lascivious desires of her own
flesh. She was enjoying everything, every hot crazy moment of it.

“Oooooooooohhh,” she moaned ecstatically through their passionate kiss,
unable to think or do anything else.”OOOooohhh… darl.. ohhh… oh…
my… ohhhhhh…” Her eyes rolling upward into her head, she struggled
desperately against the urge to refer to him as darling. Her groans
deepened as she felt the fierce, mind shattering delight of his hotly
fucking cock moving in and out of her flowing vaginal aperture, the
walls of which clung with happy delirium to his raging member.

Breathing as if her chest would explode, confounded with ragged gasps
and mewling urgent cries, Cally raised up her head so that she could
actually look down under Prince’s furry belly and see his shining pink
male hardness disappearing through her golden pubic curls and into the
wet pink folds of her bursting cunt.

For some reason this excited the love-hungry young girl even more. Her
feverish brain became a blank to everything but the wonderful
sensations the dog’s urgent fucking stimulated in her helplessly
fluttering belly. Prince whimpered from deep in his throat and her
dully lidded, impassioned eyes fastened affectionately on his handsome
features. She was truly love-slave to the demanding sensuality of this
furred beast… and all the while she was being fucked by the huge dog,
Denny had continued to fondle, pull and suck at her heavily rocking
breasts until her nipples were standing high and hard. But this was
mere topping to the cake, seasoning on an already satisfying steak. For
Prince’s fucking of her wildly writhing pussy was by far more mind and
body shattering than anything she had ever experienced before in her
life.

Her swooning mind questioned whether she would have run had the
opportunity presented itself. Her body, by now, knew that it would not.

“Oh… that’s it… oooh… oh my… oh God… please hurry… don’t
stop… God… oh…arggghhh….”

Her soft damp passage expanded with each hot, hard thrust of the dog-
cock up between her wide-held legs. Tears of humiliation mixed with
pleasure flowed in a series of sobbing, happy gasps. The fluted pink
folds of her boiling cunt were drawn out with each outstroke, then fell
back in joyous surrender on the in stroke.

Prince’s body was now a thrusting bundle of uncontrollable power
unleashing itself utterly into the squirming blonde flesh beneath him.
His overheated penis seemed actually to expand within the hot confines
of her naked belly, and he ground into her savagely, yelping out of his
mind with lust. His penis ached and burned more than it ever had in his
young dog’s life. He was almost there, and he rammed wildly into her
flowering cunt with long, hard strokes.

Cally’s groans and mewls stretched into a long, low continuous moan of
lascivious lust. Through the passion-drenched haze of her dissolving
personality, she could feel him growing inside her like a great wedge
being driven into a tree, threatening to split her open into a million
happy pieces. Her delirious brain realized that the dog was going to
cum in her, and for the first time she understood that she really
wanted it. Wanted this furry beast to fill her belly and aching womb
with his sticky warm animal sperm….

She was beyond caring about the consequences, only loved the felling of
his hot animal hardness deep inside her and wanted Prince to orgasm.
Perhaps she was going to, herself, if only… if only… it was so
wonderful…so unbearable sweet… she clenched her buttocks, trying to
squeeze out as much pleasure as possible from this lurid fucking.

Her breath was coming. in sharp, punctuated gasps, her mind spinning
crazily out of control. “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” she groaned, mad with
desire, her heart pounding with jackhammer ferocity, helplessly trapped
by an obscene emotion that had a name too sinful to even whisper. “OH
GOD!”

She was possessed by the impassioned beast who seemed to be dredging
her very soul with his thrusts. Her life existed only in the region of
her cunt and its mind-bending connection with Prince’s cock. “My
darling…” she found herself gurgling worshipfully, “Now… Cum
Prince, cum!”

She clenched her teeth, grinding them closely together, as everything
inside of her strained for the ultimate satisfaction. He was fucking
her, and she wanted that. But she also wanted… wanted… OH GOD!

Her warm, wet vaginal muscles clasped snugly around the big German
shepherd’s hard-driving penis as Prince suddenly drew up, yelping, his
haunches working jerkily with the urgency of his passion. The speed of
his fucking was totally uncontrollable and faster than she could
comprehend. The furry animal above her, working frantically with his
cock sliding in and out of her tight cuntal opening, seemed to strain
all over his body. His muscular neck knotted itself up, his powerful
body stretching out its full length, then accordioning up again, and
repeating this rhythm frenziedly.

“Oh! Oh! Darling! DAAARRRLLLIIINNNGGG!” Cally wailed as her own climax
came hurtling toward her with the speed of an express train. Prince
fucked into her furiously, and then he was there!

His soft furry balls, coiled like steel springs, began shooting semen
across the thundering bridge of his love-glistening penis, squirting it
up into Cally’s hungrily gulping vagina. His lewd hot sperm sloshed
upward into her belly, filling her up to bursting.

“No, no, no, no no no no…” She felt his cum ricocheting around inside
of her. Sobbing, a savage plague of pleasure-bursts exploded throughout
her loins. “Oh fill me, fill me, darling….” she moaned, delirious
with happiness, aching with love in every muscle, her body straining
through her arms and legs delirious happy thanks to the wild beast
inside of her that was giving her such fantastic pleasure.

Her cunt clasped and undulated around his spurting red animal cock,
milking it desperately for every last drop of scalding white liquid
until her warm pink vaginal cavern was drowning in it. Prince’s sperm
foamed out the sides of her wildly contracting pussy lips, soaking the
soft blonde pubic hair it was buried in.

Cally groaned incoherently as a second violent orgasm came spinning
across space towards her like a great ball of fire, spitting streaks of
flame on all sides. The hot walls of her wildly jerking vagina sucked
hungrily at his throbbing penis until finally it gave one last
spasmodic twitch, having swallowed the very last drop of the big dog’s
cum.

Prince collapsed over her body, as her cum gushed forward around his
deflating rod of flesh. Then she, too, suddenly gave one final shudder
and quivered into a limp quietude, her face plastered with a silly
relaxed smile, her brain totally enervated by her fantastic belly-
twitching climax, her belly filled with the mixture of their cum.

Loretta gave Prince a chance to rest up, his hairy body huffing and
puffing across the blonde girl’s limp white form, a weight that did not
seem to bother the beautiful minister’s daughter at all. Then the
redhead lifted the big German shepherd carefully off the girl.

“Welcome to our happy family,” Loretta said to Cally, smiling. “Did it
feel good?”

Cally looked up at her, a big grin on her face. “Oh God, Loretta,” she
said. “It was wonderful, the most wonderful thing I’ve ever
experienced.”

“Hey baby,” said Denny, “You see, you’re finally learning to do what
gives you pleasure… but now, I’d like a little pleasure for myself as
well.”

And with that he began to unbuckle the belt of his pants.

Chapter 5

Denny stood above Cally now, as the sun slowly sank down below the
hillside, and Loretta quietly got up and lit several candles, placing
them in various parts of the room.

“Honey,” said Cally, “there’s one thing that’s bothering me….”

“What that, baby?”

“Well, I really don’t know if it was me… those feelings and all… or
if it was just the grass we smoked.”

“Don’t be silly kid,” Loretta chimed in from her position in the
armchair. “Weed will get you high, but in order to want to be fucked by
a dog, you’ve got to really want it! Drugs just loosen you up, let your
real self get free, that’s all.”

“Thanks Loretta. That means a lot to me.” And so saying, Cally looked
up to see Denny’s desire-swollen penis moving closer, closer, till it
touched against the smooth rosy softness of her cheek.

“Kiss it!” he said thickly. “Kiss my cock, baby.”

Cally’s long eyelashes fluttered softly against the sensitive tip of
his cock head as she pressed her lips against the rubbery softness of
Denny’s penis with her mouth. Her sensually pouting lower lip rubbed
all across and around the tip of Denny’s throbbing rod, while his
fingers played in her hair, pulling her face along. Cally could feel
the pulsating, blood-filled ridges of his penile shaft against her
mouth, and considered how Prince’s penis might feel against her lips in
a similar situation. But she didn’t dwell on that for long. Her stomach
felt as if it were turning over like a cement mixer full of gravel. She
had expected to be disgusted, yet she wasn’t. Instead, there was a
strange scent all around Denny’s loins that was quite pleasant, and the
press of his cock-flesh on her mouth had nowhere near the sensation she
had expected.

His blood-heavy penis pressed forward against the back of her throat,
as he plunged deep, deeper into the warm wet furnace of her mouth. It’s
throbbing hardness slithered up the length of her tongue, filling her
mouth completely with its powerful thick fleshiness before she could do
anything about it.

“That’s it, baby… beautiful. beautiful…. ” Denny clutched her hair
and bent over slightly as he stuffed his pulsating rod as far into her
mouth as it would go. Her soft moist lips closed over it like the
smoothest, most delicate of snug young cunts. He closed his eyes and
his nostrils flared as he touched the back of her throat, making her
gag.

Cally loved the taste of his wonderfully hard penis. The fluttering in
her belly got wilder and wilder as his long thick cock filled her oral
cavern to the brim. She was literally feeling a type of sexual
excitement from the presence of his member between her lips. There was
no denying it.

“Suck… suck… suck…” Denny breathed, working his hips back and
forth. Cally felt his cock slipping out of her mouth, then back in
again. The pumping of Denny’s pelvis escalated rapidly and he ground
his penis around and around inside her captive mouth. His hands held
her blonde head in a vise-like grip, his fingers gripping her ears and
hair. At the same time, the fluttering in her loins was increasing
rapidly. She licked the first spot of cum off the tip of his thrusting
hardness, and found that it was surprisingly pleasant, vaguely salty,
partly sweet. She could feel the warm moisture increasing up between
her legs as it occurred to her that it was just this sort of seminal
liquid that Prince had shot up into her cunt. Her pussy lips began to
itch all over again, and she was unable to repress a soft, sensual moan
as Denny’s cock moved more rapidly in and out of her mouth.

“That’s it,” Loretta encouraged from somewhere in the background. “She
loves it!”

Denny grunted something unintelligible, his neck muscles straining, his
loins grinding around and around before it jerked outward again. He was
holding her hair and snorting huffily as she sucked his cock furiously
and he worked himself around so that he could lie down on the bed. In a
moment her long blonde hair was waving over his muscular stomach, her
stiff-nippled breasts swinging about his legs and occasionally grazing
them, watching her beautiful girlish face sucking ecstatically at his
pulsating rod.

And she was ecstatic! Her cunt felt warmer than ever, and was secreting
so madly that she needed something hard and thick there to quell the
ache. The sheer illicitness of the act was exciting in itself-and then
more so as Denny stuffed his middle finger up through her blonde hair
fringed cunt to plunge it deeply into her squirming vagina.

“Oh-oh,” she gasped. “Ohhhhhh, my Gooooooddddddddd!” And she returned
to sucking his hotly pounding cock, which felt like a keg of dynamite
about to explode.

And all Denny wanted in the world was to shoot all of his white-hot
sperm up into her throat. He could think of nothing else as her hands
came up to stroke his thighs and testicles affectionately. Everything
in his being was focused solely within the tormentedly burning muscle
of his penis.

Once her tongue had begun licking and lapping at his thickly bloated
member, it seemed the most natural thing to Cally to actively suction
it. And the more she sucked, the more her pussy tingled and itched. She
squeezed her thighs together to ease the desire that was glowing so
lasciviously within that ready hot core between her legs, and when she
remembered the way Prince had fucked her and licked her pussy, that
made it all the worse. The hot moist shelter of her mouth sucked more
ravenously, and her lips nibbled at his thick fleshy instrument. Her
tongue lapped hungrily as his pre-coital semen oozed upward, and she
swallowed with barely concealed hunger. The lust in her own belly was
expanding madly,