Beastiality

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, stop, Danny, that hurts. Do it slower.”

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

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

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

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

“Noooooo, Danny. We mustn’t do it. Not now. We have to save it,
darling, please.”

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

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

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

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

Chapter 2

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

There was a groan from inside the house!

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

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

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

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

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

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

She had to find out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 3

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

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

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

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

And she needed release!

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

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

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

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

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

At first Patty did not notice.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What’s wrong, Champ?” she asked in a shaking voice. “Do it some more.
Please do it.”

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

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

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

What the handsome animal wanted was plain.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Now, baby, now! Fuck me! Please fuck me before I lose my mind …!”

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

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

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

“No! Now! … the tip’s just up inside!” She exhorted the dog. “Do it
baby! Stick it into me and fuck your darling …”

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

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

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

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

* * *

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

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

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

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

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

Christ, that dog was licking her pussy!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oooohhhhh ooooohhhhhhh!” Patty cried gutturally, her breath gushing
from her mouth, “ooohhhhh Godddd! It’s so big!”

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

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

“Ooohhh … ooohhhh … ooohhhh …”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 4

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was Hank Jones!

“Oh,” Patty said pulling tile top of her nightgown tighter around her
throat. “It’s you.”

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

“My mom’s not here,” Patty said expecting the matter to end there.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Get out of here! Out of here now! If you don’t get out of here, I’ll
call for help!”

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

“Don’t you dare do that,” she spluttered. “I’ll call Champ, and he’ll
tear you to pieces.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I—I’ll do it,” she said in an almost inaudible voice.

“Not good enough,” he sneered, “you’ll do what? What do you want me to
do to you?”

“I—I’ll …” but she couldn’t get the horrible words out. “Oh …
God,” she sobbed.

“Okay, baby, if that’s the way you want it …” He turned towards the
door, pulling the gun out of his waistband.

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

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

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

And then she saw it.

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

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

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

But she knew that it was already too late!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 5

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, God, ooooohhhhh God,” she moaned helplessly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, God, yes, yes. I’m cumming, I’m cumming. Aaaaaggghhh!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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