Beastiality

Arm in arm the two girls came skipping gaily down the path, their faces
radiant with youthful exuberance. At first glance they seemed to look
alike, despite the fact that one was blonde and the other dark, but on
closer examination it became evident that it was only their beauty that
matched them.

The blonde girl was a little taller, her lushly curved body a little
fuller. Big blue eyes helped set off her creamy pink complexion, and
all in all she gave off an aura of beaten gold, fresh rose petals and
rich cream.

Her companion was smaller and more slender but in some way looked even
more lushly developed. Perhaps it was the sinuous and sensual way her
body was formed, with high upstanding breasts thrusting out proudly
from a graceful torso that bloomed out again into tightly rounded hips
above long slender legs. Her hair was made up of rich dark tones hard
to define, perhaps a little more black than brown and matched by the
smoky color of her eyes. With her, one would think of night and heat
and warm passionate embraces.

“Oh, what a day, what a glorious day,” the dark one said. “You know
what a day like this makes me think of? It makes me think of making
love out on the grass under the trees. Of having some big strong man
pinning me down to the ground while he ravishes my defenseless young
body.” And then she laughed gaily.

“Oh, Penny,” her blonde friend said with a rosy blush. “Any kind of
weather makes you think about sex. Sometimes I wonder if you think
about anything else.”

“Of course not,” Penny replied. “Thinking about anything else would be
a waste of time. Victoria Bennett, if you weren’t such a prude you’d
know what I’m talking about. Whoever heard of anyone in this day and
age still being a virgin at eighteen? Doesn’t this glorious day do
something for you? Doesn’t it make you tingle inside … right down
here?” And Penny lewdly pointed her finger to where her tightly molded
pants cut into the soft swelling of her pubic mound.

Victoria Bennett blushed again and decided not to say anything this
time. Instead she looked around her and saw that it was indeed a
beautiful day. Both she and her friend, Penny Collins were taking a
short cut across the campus of the small California girls’ college
where they were students and roommates. It would have been hard to find
a more perfect setting for a college, high up on cliffs that jutted
starkly from the blue Pacific below. The whole campus was set in a
forest of feathery eucalyptus trees dotted with occasional patches of
dwarf oak. Innumerable small paths criss-crossed through the trees and
the two girls were walking on one of them now, heading towards their
next class in one of the scattered clusters of buildings. The campus
was broken up into many small sections so that it would have a rural,
almost wild air instead of the usual congested concrete vistas of the
average modern college campus.

The month was November and the summer heat was finally over. Victoria
thought to herself that the winters here were usually much nicer since
it never really did get that cold and the fresh autumn air swept away
the moist summer haze and let one see practically forever. The two
girls were approaching the top of a small rise now and the ocean came
into view, a deep glittering blue in the clear air with the horizon
etched sharply against the sky. Looking in the other direction, inland,
the delighted blonde girl could clearly make out the distant mountains
tumbling over one another in wave after wave of muted purples and
blues. Further down the coast it was possible to see the surf crumbling
in brilliant white foam against the base of the ocher cliffs. Blue and
white and brown and violet and green, and the delicious feel of the
tangy salt air sweeping in from the sea, perhaps from as far away as
Japan … Victoria’s reverie was shattered by a delighted whoop from
Penny.

“Hey, look at old Ben Wright! I think that old bastard has a hard-on
again.” Despite herself, Victoria’s eyes followed Penny’s pointing
finger and focused on the familiar shambling figure of Ben Wright, the
campus watchman. As usual he had his huge German shepherd, Prince, with
him. Together the two made up the entire security force of the girls’
college, all that was needed owing to its isolated location. Victoria
tried to keep her gaze from running down Ben’s heavy body to where his
trousers pushed out lewdly just below his belt as he stood raptly
watching two mini-clad coeds passing by, swinging their pert young hips
as if they knew he was watching.

“It’s really something that he can still get it up at his age,” Penny
laughed. Ben was only fifty but to the girls on campus he seemed
impossibly old, almost a Methuselah. “You know, it’s kind of cruel, the
old guy working here with all these girls around, not being able to
touch them. Maybe some of us should get up a collection — a cunt
collection — and do something about his problem. God, would you look
at the size of that bulge!” Penny exclaimed in growing awe as she
continued to stare at the front of Ben’s pants. A cold calculating look
came into her eyes.

“Maybe I should form a little private charity myself,” she mused out
loud. “I’m getting tired of the boys around here with their wham, bam,
thank-you-ma’am tricks. Unless old Wright has a thermos bottle hidden
inside his pants he’s got just what little Penny needs.”

“Oh, Penny!” Victoria suddenly exploded. “Sometimes I get so sick of
the way you talk. You could turn anything into sex. You leave Mr.
Wright alone. He’s a nice man … and you … you …” Victoria
suddenly realized that there were tears in her eyes and that she wanted
to be anywhere but here. Penny was standing staring at her friend,
shocked into silence by the unexpected outburst, and before the
surprised girl could say a word, her blonde roommate ran off quickly
down the path. Penny stood in indecision a moment, wondering if she
should go after Victoria, but then a little tickle of anger started
inside her and she swore softly to herself while shrugging her
shoulders.

“Just typical virgin hysteria,” she muttered. “What that girl needs is
to get laid.” Then the precocious teenager walked quietly on toward her
next class, taking one last glance at Ben Wright and Prince. Those two
are probably the only two real males on campus, Penny mused to herself.
Boys were fun — good to break in on — but men were so much better
… and sometimes she wished she were a female dog — just looking at
Prince made her feel that way. He was a beautiful animal, sleek and
powerful with a large handsome head, and that was really some cock he
had hanging under his hairy belly. With a shrug of her shoulders, the
beautiful dark-haired girl put Ben and his dog out of her mind, for she
was already planning her night’s debauchery.

Chapter 2

About eight o’clock that same night Victoria Bennett was slowly walking
back to the room she shared with Penny, returning from an evening class
and pleased that the night was warm. That was one of the strange things
here, she thought to herself. The breeze died down in the evenings and
it was often warmer than in the day. Victoria found she was quite
comfortable wearing only a sweater and short skirt.

A troubled look came over the blonde girl’s beautiful face as she took
the path that would lead her back to her room That whole business of
this afternoon still troubled her and she knew it would be a little
embarrassing when she had to face Penny. She hadn’t seen her dark-
haired roommate since they had parted in a huff earlier in the day.
What had happened anyhow? Even though Victoria found her more
knowledgeable friend’s speech and manner a little shocking at times,
she was very fond of the other girl, knowing she had no meanness or
cruelty in her heart at all. It was just that she was so totally
devoted to sensual pleasures, a complete sybarite.

That was understandable to the young blonde coed, because she was human
herself. And if she still carefully guarded her virginity, it was more
from a standpoint of caution than any kind of inbred frigidity. No, she
could understand some of the emotions that moved Penny even if she
disapproved of the girl’s actions. After all, who was she to throw
stones, Victoria thought a little guiltily, as she remembered the
lustful storms of bottled-up passion that swept over her from time to
time. For more than two years now there had been no other way to still
the desperate cravings that periodically wracked her developing body
but to … Victoria’s innocent young mind could not even form the
forbidden word “masturbate”, although vivid images shot through her
mind of the lewd way she satisfied herself time after time with her own
fingers. With a little shiver the beautiful young student put these
thoughts from her mind, knowing that if she continued to think this way
she would end up going back to the room to once again search out the
forbidden gratification.

Maybe it had been Penny’s obscene comments about Ben Wright that had so
upset her. Victoria liked the campus cop and had had several quiet
conversations with him. Despite his mature age, Ben seemed awkward and
shy around girls, almost as if he were some young teenage boy about to
ask for his first date.

Not much was known for certain about Ben, but rumors abounded, most of
them too preposterous to believe. Some of the more romantic girls like
to believe that Ben had been shattered by an early tragic life and had
chosen to live out the remainder of his life in simple poverty,
accompanied only by his dog and his memories. But the most persistent
and believable stories were those that claimed that many years before
Ben had been a promising young literature professor and poet, but that
a drinking problem had brought him to ruin. A drinking problem and an
unfortunate tendency to seduce the younger and prettier girls in his
classes. Supposedly he had finally got pregnant the daughter of an
influential and wealthy University Trustee and that meant the end of
his career as a teacher. Yet Ben had been unable to leave campus life
completely and had supposedly drifted from one college to another
performing menial jobs. His past was mostly forgotten now and this job
as watchman at Seaside College was the best he’d found in a long time.
If Ben drank now, Victoria thought to herself, he must do it pretty
secretly. Sometimes he did seem to walk a little strangely, with a
funny look on his face, but that was mostly late in the evenings and on
weekends.

Ben must have been a really handsome man at one time, the young girl
thought. His hair, even though gray, was still fairly thick and traces
of what must have been its original deep brown color showed through.
Even though his body was a little heavy, it was the heaviness of a big
man, not a fat one, and the way he sometimes moved, especially if the
day was nice and he was feeling good, hinted at the grace and style
that must have been his before the alcohol ruined him. That ruin showed
mostly in his face, which was heavily lined and bore a gaunt, haunted
look. His mind seemed to have been burned out a little also, so that
his speech would ramble from time to time. But all in all he was a
gentle man and young Victoria had found a special place in her heart
for him. Somewhere deep inside herself she knew she liked this
relationship because it was safe. All of the innocent young girl’s
natural cravings drew her toward men, her awakened hormones building an
appreciation into her vibrant young senses for the deep sound of a
masculine voice, the virile odor, the size and power of males. Victoria
instinctively knew that if she let herself go she would find herself
helplessly wanting to be made love to, and she was frightened of that.

That’s why it was safe with Ben. How could anyone her age imagine
making love to an old, ruined man like Ben Wright? And that was the
reason for her friendship with the older man and perhaps also the
reason she had so stupidly blown up when Penny had made her disturbing
remark about Ben’s … condition. Victoria didn’t want anyone reminding
her about that other aspect to Ben’s maleness that she had carefully
screened from her mind.

These thoughts were still running through the confused young girl’s
head as she approached the dormitory where she and Penny lived with
some twenty other girls, a small wooden building in a eucalyptus grove.
To get to her room it was necessary to go around to the back of the
building. She and Penny had been lucky enough to get the most secluded
room in the dorm. Not only did they have a private entrance but the
whole back wall of the room was made up of sliding glass doors that
opened out onto a small lawn ringed by trees. Victoria noticed as she
passed that the drapes were drawn over the windows, which was strange,
because Penny was something of an exhibitionist and would often undress
with the drapes wide open, saying that no one ever came back behind the
building anyhow, so why worry. Penny seemed to be home, since there was
the dim glow of a light shining through the curtains.

The young blonde entered an outside door and stepped into a narrow hall
that made two sharp turns before it finally ended before the door of
her room. She was just reaching for the knob, trying to decide how she
would act with Penny when she suddenly froze in shock.

My God, was that a moan she had just heard inside?

The startled girl stood for a moment, frozen into immobility, then
suddenly heard it again.

“Oooooohhhhh,” the tortured sound floated out from behind the door in
front of her, and it was unmistakably Penny’s voice! Lurid images of
her good friend injured, raped, stricken by some horrible illness
flashed through Victoria’s mind and she had just broken her reverie and
was starting to rush into the room when she heard Penny’s voice once
again.

“Oooooohhhhh, Jimmy, it feels so good. Suck it harder, stick your
tongue up my cunt and make me cum.”

A bright flush mounted to Victoria’s ivory cheeks as she heard these
lewd words coming from her friend’s lips just a few feet away. Her
roommate had a boy in there and it must be that awful Jimmy Philips who
was always smirking at the girls on campus. Victoria detested him
because of the way he would often undress her with his eyes, making her
feel naked in front of everybody. And now he was in her room, the room
she shared with Penny, doing something awful and obscene to her
roommate that she could only guess at. The horrified young girl wanted
at that moment to get back into the clean night air and was backing
slowly down the hall when she heard Penny moan out again.

“God, lick me until I can’t stand it anymore and then stick your
beautiful cock in me and fill me with cum.” Victoria could actually
hear Penny panting through the door, her breathing ragged and uneven,
giving little choking whimpers like a suffering animal. To her further
horror, Victoria found herself unable to move, a kind of tingling
numbness stealing over her legs so that she could only stand there in
the hall listening to the lewd exciting sounds coming from the other
side of the door while her mind formed wild images of what must be
going on in that room.

Penny was probably naked, Victoria reasoned, her beautiful body spread
in some lewd posture on the bed and maybe Jimmy was naked too, crouched
above her, his tousled blond head buried between Penny’s slender
writhing legs. If Jimmy was naked then he probably had an erection, and
the tortured young girl in the hall could not help but wonder just what
it must look like. How big was it? How thick? How long? Victoria had
seen very few male penises and never one fully erect, except once in a
pornographic magazine she had accidentally opened. To the young girl’s
shocked amazement, she found that the thought of a male penis, even the
hated Jimmy’s, coupled with the sounds of wanton pleasure coming from
her beautiful roommate’s lips were causing strange electric tremors to
start high up between her trembling legs.

Victoria pressed her thighs tightly together to try to stop the wild
feelings growing there but that was a mistake, because the increased
pressure on her tender pussy lips only caused new sharp jolts of
pleasure to flood up into her now hot little belly. The petrified girl
was afraid to make the slightest additional movement so she stood
paralyzed, her knees pressed together, her body bent a little forward
at the waist, her hands held out from her body in indecision. All this
time she could not help but think about what was going on in the other
room and how wickedly, sinfully good it must feel to have someone make
love to you the way Jimmy was making love to Penny.

Oh God, the tortured young girl thought, if I only had the courage to
let a boy make love to me. Many had tried, but each time, Victoria had
become frightened by the gasping sound of the heavy uncontrolled
breathing of the inexperienced boys, and by the brutal way they pawed
her tender young body in their juvenile haste. Victoria knew she needed
what Penny was getting in the other room, but something inside her made
her draw the line at getting it from a real flesh and blood boy. She
knew if she gave in with a boy, he would talk about her, brag to the
other boys and she couldn’t stand the thought of being the verbal
plaything of all the leering young louts on campus. For her it would
take a shining Prince Charming, made of dreams, or … her own self.

Almost involuntarily her hands stirred at her sides and moved slowly up
to cup her firm, high-set young breasts through her clothes. A little
shiver of sensual delight ran through the beautiful coed’s vibrant
young body as her trembling fingers pressed slowly into the soft
resilient flesh. Then her groping fingertips searched for a moment,
looking for the growing buds of her hidden nipples and softly,
insistently tweaked them into pebble-hard erection while all the time
her senses remained glued to the lewdly exciting sounds coming from
behind the door.

Unsatisfied with caressing her breasts through her clothes, the now-
gasping young teenager slid her hands down to her waist and reached up
under her sweater, working her brassiere up and over her quivering
breasts, gasping with shock as her cool fingers came into contact with
her throbbingly erect nipples. With mad desire, she began to roll the
nakedly hardened little buds between her fingertips, her exposed white
midriff shuddering from the power of the delicious sensations beginning
to permeate her entire body.

Slowly the overwhelmed young girl sank to her knees in the dark
hallway, her hand working furiously over her breasts, her head back,
her eyes half-closed with passion and the tip of her tiny pink tongue
flickering nervously over her full parted lips. Penny’s moans from the
other room had become louder now, kind of a strangled animal wailing,
and through the door her kneeling roommate thought she could make out
the obscene wet sucking sounds as Jimmy burrowed his tongue ever deeper
into her roommate’s cunt.

Victoria was sitting on her heels now and she spread her knees wide,
feeling the nylon crotchband of her panties stretch tightly across the
soft sensitive flesh of her pubic mound, sensing the smooth material
slipping up into the tender cleft between her cuntal lips. The panting
girl moved one hand down from her straining breasts and slid it slowly
over the velvety skin of her inner thigh, almost gasping aloud as her
thumbnail flicked accidentally across her panty-clad clitoris. She then
slowly, deliberately, ran her nails up and down over the thin nylon
covering her most intimate parts, shivering each time they scratched
over the tiny nerve-filled center of her passion. When she could stand
it no more, Victoria insistently worked the tip of one finger up
underneath the tight legband of her desire-soaked panties and buried it
deep between her throbbing pussy lips. The writhing girl did moan out
loud this time and froze for a moment, afraid that the lovers in the
other room might have heard her, but there was no let-up in the steady
chorus of gasps and pants and lewd slurps filtering through the door.

Without waiting a second longer, Victoria thrust her rigid middle
finger deep up into her waiting vaginal passage, her whole back arching
in answer to the deep flood of liquid pleasure that coursed through her
nerves at her own seductive touch. The panting young blonde knelt for a
moment, completely still, paralyzed by the exquisite sensations of
complete sexual arousal, she felt, then she began to move the finger
inside her clasping cuntal orifice in small little circles, stretching
the opening wider and wider until she was able to worm in another
finger up beside the first.

From behind the door, the sounds of Penny’s passion started to assume a
regular air as the girl began a chanting moan in response to whatever
her boy friend, Jimmy was doing to her. Victoria picked up the rhythm
of those passionate gasps and, with the crotchband of her panties
twisted out of the way, began to ram her fingers in and out of her own
wetly sucking cunt while her other hand danced more and more wildly
over her nakedly swollen breasts, massaging them into a painful
hardness that she would never have believed possible.

In and out, in and out, the young blonde’s wetly glistening fingers
flashed, keeping time to her friend’s passionate gasps and moans so
invisibly near. Victoria was staring straight off into space now, her
eyes vacant and unseeing as if her whole soul were focused on some
distant horizon. The wild ramming of her fingers into her own pussy
increased in tempo as the sounds behind the door grew louder and louder
and it was clear to the writhing blonde coed that something was going
to have to give soon, either with her or with Penny. Her roommate’s
choking cries were reaching a crescendo of wild abandon that could only
mean she was nearing orgasm while a burning pressure was building,
building far up inside Victoria’s hotly churning belly, demanding
release, demanding that she end it. And then it happened.

“Oh, Jimmy! Ooohhh, G-God … I’m going to cum … going to cum …
going to … CUUUUUUMMMMMM!” Penny’s delirious cry came knifing through
the closed door and then trailed off into a strangled gasp. Even to
Victoria’s lust-drugged senses it was possible to hear the wild
crashing of the bed springs as the other girl thrashed wildly in
completely abandoned fulfillment.

This was the moment her secretly listening roommate had been waiting
for and she thrust her fingers as far up inside herself as they would
go, almost as if she were trying to puncture some illusory bubble of
passion and let out all its wild force. And then it hit her, the first
incredible shock of her orgasm. Victoria’s straining stomach muscles
sucked in as if she had been struck in the belly and her whole body
stiffened and arched backward. Trying not to scream out in her passion,
the ecstatic young blonde cruelly bit her own lips to choke off any
sound as with wide-staring, unseeing eyes, she threw back her head so
that the cords in her neck stood out like ropes. She had just enough
presence of mind left to thrust her two fingers once more, hard up into
her spasming cunt and then she was completely out of control, her body
jerking and twitching as wave after wave of hot seething sensations ran
a desperate race over her burning nerve-paths. The beautiful young
blonde’s knees automatically opened wider as if she were welcoming some
invisible lover up between them, and then she could feel the hot gush
of her own orgasmic juices pouring over her hand, soaking her tight-
stretched panties and smearing down over the smooth skin of her
quivering young thighs.

Victoria had no idea how long it went on but then she was suddenly
aware that there was silence from behind the door to her room and she
froze once again, afraid that the two illicit lovers inside might have
heard her. But then a low hum of intimate whispering began inside the
room, and the kneeling blonde coed knew they were too wrapped up in
what they were doing to have heard anything. Still, the now exhausted
Victoria realized that she had better not remain kneeling here in the
dormitory hallway, her hand thrust obscenely under her panties and her
sweater pushed high over her naked breasts.

With a regretful sigh, the satiated young girl pulled her trembling
fingers from her sucking vagina. They slithered out wetly, almost as if
her pussy did not want them to go and still tried for one last nibble,
like a baby’s mouth searching for the withdrawn nipple of its mother’s
breast.

Victoria got shakily to her feet and slid her cum-soaked panties back
over her still-throbbing vaginal mound, wincing a little as the
material slipped once again between the sensitively swollen cuntal
lips. She turned quickly back toward the building entrance, smoothing
her sweater and brassiere back down into place as she walked. What she
would do, she thought, was take a quick turn around the building to get
her breathing under control and then come back to the room again,
making as much noise as possible this time. Some little spark of venom
inside her prompted her to break up the illicit love-making going on
inside the room - her room as well as Penny’s. And perhaps the thought
of that grinning ape, Jimmy Philips, making love to her roommate in her
room - and, horrible thought, maybe even on her bed, was enough to make
the young blonde finish her walk quickly and head straight back to the
dorm. All the time, though, the self-righteous teenager knew that there
was a secret core of jealousy to her emotions, jealousy not of Jimmy,
but of the fact that she had to satisfy herself with her own hands
while her sexually precocious roommate practically rolled in boys.

Chapter 3

The next morning found Victoria once again out walking, by herself this
time. Although the day was just as beautiful as the one before, the
young coed walked with her head down, her beautiful blonde hair falling
forward so that it half-hid her troubled face. Clearly Victoria was
worried. Perhaps in another ten years she might look back on her
present problems as almost humorously trivial, but now they loomed
before her like a granite mountain.

Of course, the main problem was sex, or the fear-filled anticipation of
it. What should she do? What could she do? Like so many other young
virgins, Victoria had heard from the time she was a little girl that
someday some man was going to do something to her. Something so awe-
inspiring and important that at first it could only be hinted at. Over
the years a kind of instinctual dread mixed with breathless
anticipation had built up in the growing girl’s mind, so that now, even
though her peer group and various sex-education courses had informed
her beyond a doubt of what was going to happen, there was still an
inbred aura of mystery and fear about the prospect of her first sexual
encounter with a male.

What Victoria had ended up with was a classic case of expectations
exceeding the offered realities. The panting fumblings of her teenage
male classmates had been miles and miles from the expected earth-
shattering revelations on the road past virginity. Although Victoria
had many times before become sexually aroused as some young student ran
his trembling hands over her ripely budding body, the mere sight of the
starving-animal look on his face had been enough to make the sickened
girl pull disgustedly away. Eventually she had gained a reputation for
frigidity.

In itself the problem would have been bad enough, but living with Penny
had made it almost unbearable. Time after time Victoria had had sex
waved in her face as her roommate brought home droves of young men. On
several occasions Victoria had to leave the room she shared with her
dark-haired classmate, knowing it was that or sit by a knuckle-chewing
frustration while Penny proceeded to make love to her young man of the
moment, not even seeming to care that there was someone else watching.

Victoria’s answer to this unwanted vicarious sexual stimulation had
been to take refuge more and more often in lonely and secret
masturbation, and this was beginning to bother her now. The young
blonde was not a particularly guilt-ridden person, and for her,
masturbation had begun as a fairly innocent exploration of her
developing young body but then slowly developed into a needed and
pleasureful release of the tensions that normally accumulate in healthy
girls. Even so, she could not help but pick up some of the feelings of
guilt that society hung on her forbidden act, and so Victoria had
compromised in the past by very seldom relieving her frustration with
her own fingers, only in times of the greatest sexual stress, or once
in a while as a kind of reward for virtuous activity.

And that was the core of her worry today. Living with Penny made it
almost impossible to think of anything but sex and Victoria had been
resorting more and more frequently to her emotional pressure-release
until her genitals were practically aching from the constant invasion
of her thrusting fingers. Right or wrong, something told the confused
young girl that this was an undesirable situation and she just didn’t
know what to do about it. On the one hand she could allow things to
continue as they were, but her continual nervousness was already
beginning to affect her schoolwork. Or she could take the plunge and
let some eager young man seduce her. Even as this thought entered
Victoria’s young mind it was accompanied by a bolt of unreasoning fear,
and she doubted that she would be able to go through with it. How did
Penny and other girls like her do it? The young blonde wondered, and
asked herself for the thousandth time if maybe there was something
wrong with her that kept her from reacting naturally with boys.

With a bitter little chuckle, Victoria let herself think what a
ridiculous turnabout had occurred in just one generation. When her
mother had been her age it was assumed that all girls but a lost few
were virgins when they married. But how different now! It was
practically a badge of shame to still be a virgin at eighteen, almost
like admitting to some kind of mental or physical defect. And the worst
part was that something deep inside Victoria wanted so badly to be made
love to, but couldn’t find the right conditions to just let it happen.
If society was going to change in this direction, the unhappy young
girl thought bitterly, it had better develop some institutions to help
out people like her who were only willing to take half-way steps.
Perhaps there could be a ritual deflowering of young maidens followed
by a State School of Fornication Arts. Anything would be better than
being made to feel guilty about being a virgin and then punished by the
scornful talk of the bragging young bucks who seduced you. The whole
system now was so … haphazard, the grim-faced young girl thought to
herself. Someday, for better or worse, it would happen to her and she
hoped it would leave her with better feelings than some of the
disillusioned girls she met. That was one of the truly outstanding
things about Penny, Victoria mused. She was so absolutely,
unreservedly, unguiltily involved in sex, with the same lack of self-
consciousness of a puppy chasing a ball.

Since she had been walking with her gaze absentmindedly fixed on the
ground in front of her, Victoria hadn’t realized she was approaching
Ben Wright and his dog Prince, who were standing together on the top of
a small hill. The young blonde would have been amazed if she could have
known the thoughts that were steaming and bubbling in her older male
friend’s mind. Ben had spotted the aimlessly strolling Victoria several
minutes ago, and as she approached, the big hulking wreck of a man had
kept up a running conversation with the politely listening dog,
speaking in an overdone lecture-hall voice.

“Christ, Prince, God must be punishing me for some terrible sin I can’t
even remember. Something dark and horrible my mind has blotted from
memory. Something worse than murder, or incest, or not paying my taxes.
Why else would he have put me here in this beautiful place, surrounded
by lovely little pussies that I’m forbidden to touch, tortured by
constant unobtainable temptation?”

Prince looked up intently at his beloved master, not understanding his
words, of course, but sensing he was being included in the man’s
deepest musings.

“Take that little doll that’s coming up the path,” Ben continued in a
doleful tone. “Little Victoria, with those big blue eyes and that
blonde hair and those fantastic tits. How is a man to keep his sanity
while he’s talking to her? I ask you, Prince,” Ben said in mock
gravity, continuing in the pompous tone of his old poetry-reading days,
“what keeps me from ripping the clothes right off her and taking the
precious jewel of her virginity for my own? And she must be a virgin.
Any girl that nervous has to be a virgin, the signs of it stick out all
over her. In my day, Prince, in my best days, I wouldn’t have wasted a
moment in liberating her libido.” With a heavy hand, he reached down to
pat the head of his faithful animal companion and the big dog responded
by licking his master’s palm.

Prince too had seen Victoria coming and his tail began to wag, because
he liked the young girl and often curled up next to her on those
occasions when she sat talking to his master, seated cross-legged on
the grass with the ease only a young girl can master. Little did the
faithful animal know what agonies those talks caused Ben, particularly
when Victoria was wearing a pair of brief shorts that would pull tight
over her flat-stretched pubic mound and suck up between her legs as she
sat. One time Ben had even been able to see a silky wisp of soft blonde
pubic hair peeking around the edge of her maddeningly narrow crotch
band.

Ben’s reputation had not been unknown to the authorities of the college
when they were considering him for the post of watchman. When the
decision had finally been made to hire him, one of the foremost
conditions had been to extract a solemn promise from Ben not to become
involved in any questionable behavior with the young coeds on campus.
At the time, this had seemed like a joke to Ben. He couldn’t imagine
any young girl becoming interested in a broken-down old man like
himself, but then the friendship had started with Victoria and the
sight and smell of her and the soft gentle sound of her voice had
brought back sweet memories of the past when he had spent night after
glorious night with a seemingly endless stream of just such lovely
young creatures.

Well, that stream had dried up, Ben thought to himself, first to a
trickle and then fading away completely to a dry channel lined with the
bleached rocks of hopeless memories. Once in a while Ben took some of
his meager salary and went into town to rent a prostitute for the
night, but with the little money he had, he didn’t get much back in
return. Besides, his mind had stayed stuck on the young ones ever since
the days of his greatest glory when they had all been his for the
asking. If it hadn’t been for the company of his dog, Ben thought he
would probably have cracked up long ago. His dog and the whiskey, his
faithful life-long companions.

Whiskey had been his downfall and now it was a part of his salvation,
the big man thought to himself. He had long ago brought his drinking
under control so that he now only drank on his own time. And never
enough to turn him into the shambling, swearing, sloppy mess he had
once been, but only an amount sufficient to deaden his mind and his
senses to the point where he didn’t care what happened. He had
scheduled for tonight another of his regular binges and it looked like
he might need it because he was always depressed after he talked to
Victoria, his unobtainable dream. And sure enough, here she came in his
direction.

Victoria had finally looked up from her reverie and spotted her two
male friends, the one human, the other canine, and headed instinctively
toward them. It always made her feel good to talk to Mr. Wright, even
if he often did seem a little strange. Sometimes Victoria wondered why
the man seldom looked straight at her while they were talking but
always seemed to be staring at his fingernails, or the sky, or his dog.

“Hi, Mr. Wright,” Victoria said in that clear soft voice that sent
chills up and down Ben’s spine whenever he heard it. “Hi, Prince,” and
the young girl gave a delighted little laugh as the big dog ran eagerly
to her and jumped up with his feet on her shoulders to lick her face.

“Down, Prince!” Ben ordered. “You’re going to get mud all over
Victoria’s sweater.” But what really bothered the middle-aged man was
the way Prince and the girl were romping together, Victoria’s playful
motions causing her full, taut breasts to jump and sway excitingly
inside her thin white sweater.

Oh Christ, Ben thought to himself, she’s not wearing a bra! The playful
scratching of Prince’s paws across the nubile young girl’s lush breasts
had caused her nipples to harden slightly and the sharp little tips
stood out clearly through the flimsy synthetic material. For a moment
Ben even thought he could see the darker shading of the areolas through
the soft white wool. If there was one thing that had turned Ben against
Women’s Liberation, it was the no-bra movement. God, it was just too
cruel a torture to let all that hang loose in front of a horny old man
like himself.

Finally Victoria collapsed in a laughing heap on the grass and Prince
sank down next to her, his long pink tongue lolling loosely from
between his powerful jaws.

“Well, watcha been up to lately?” Ben asked to make conversation.

“Oh, nothing much,” his young friend answered vaguely. A slight cloud
seemed to come over her beautiful face and then she asked abruptly.
“Mr. Wright, do you ever get lonely here?”

The question floored Ben for a moment and he almost began to laugh.
Lonely? God, if she only knew.

“Oh, maybe a little,” he lied. “But then, I’ve always got Prince, and
he’s the best company in the world. Next to you, of course,” he
gallantly added.

“You don’t have to say that, Mr. Wright,” the young blonde answered
with a pleased smile. “I think I’d be about the happiest person in the
world if I had Prince.”

The big dog looked quizzically at both of his human companions as he
heard them say his name. He was very content at the moment, being in
the company of the two persons he loved most.

“Well, I don’t know about that,” Ben replied, scratching his head as if
he were doubtful about the dog. “He can be a lot of trouble. Eats a lot
of food, more than I do, and he stays out to all hours chasing after
lady dogs. Sometimes I think he’s a bad influence on my morals.”

“Sounds like me and my roommate,” Victoria said grimly.

“You mean you’re a bad influence on her morals?” Ben asked, feigning
shock.

“Oh, no,” the young girl said in alarm and then saw that Ben was
kidding her. She and her old friend often played little word games with
each other and Victoria found as usual that it was making her feel
better.

“Never mind,” she amended. “I’m just an old wallflower making jealous
sounds.”

“The only things you should be jealous of are the sun and the moon,”
Ben said with continued gallantry, but he began to get an inkling of
what it must be that was bothering the girl. She certainly had seemed
preoccupied and depressed when he’d first seen her walking. Ben had met
her roommate Penny before, and his long years of experience helped him
to recognize the sheer sensual drive in the dark-haired young beauty.
Even though Ben preferred the gentle young blonde sitting before him,
he had to admit that her roommate was the sexiest girl on campus. From
what he had seen on some of his night rounds, the old watchman
suspected that the sultry young temptress knew what every little part
of her body was for. Once she had looked him full in the eye, one of
the most challenging, sexual looks that Ben had ever experienced and he
had thought his cock was going to explode right through his trousers.
What a temptation it had been to proposition the girl, but the stern
warning he had received from the Trustees when he took this job made
him cautious. As a young instructor he’d long ago learned about the
unbalanced young girls that led a man on and then cried rape when you
took them up on their invitation. Ben doubted that Penny was one of
these warped oddballs, but he just didn’t want to take the chance. Ben
wondered what it must be like for a seemingly innocent girl like
Victoria to live with Penny. Maybe it was time to change the subject-
for both of them.

“Say, Miss Victoria, I wonder if you could do me a favor? I have to go
into town tonight on some … business and I wonder if you could kind
of look after Prince for me? You’re the only person I’d think of
asking.”

“Why, I’d really like that, Mr. Wright,” the delighted coed said, a
smile of real pleasure coming over her face.

“Great. That takes a load off my mind. What time do you usually get
back from the dining hall?”

“Oh, about nine.”

“Could I bring him over to your place around nine-thirty then?”

“Sure,” Victoria said excitedly, “just come around to the back and
knock on the sliding glass doors.” After a few more bits of
conversations the now happily smiling girl skipped off across the
grass, a happy anticipation coursing through her as if an old friend
were coming to visit. Ben stood watching as she disappeared in the
distance, muttering all the while half under his breath.

“Christ, Prince, look at that tight little ass move. There ought to be
a law. There really ought to be a law.” And with a sigh the big man
turned away, heading for his lonely room, Prince following faithfully
at his heels.

Chapter 4

Lying back contentedly on her bed after dinner, Victoria only half-
listened to Penny’s constant stream of conversation. The young blonde
was really looking forward to the hour when Ben would bring Prince by.
Sometimes she felt that there was some special bond between her and the
dog, as if they were secret star-crossed lovers and by some evil plot
Prince had been changed into an animal by a wicked witch. The blonde
coed had always loved animals, particularly dogs, but the students were
not allowed to have pets on campus. What a treat it would be to have
Prince to herself for the whole night, almost as if he were hers.

But beyond her normal love for animals, Victoria found some special
quality about Prince that endeared the big animal to her. Maybe it was
his eyes, she thought pensively. When he looked at her she sometimes
felt as if he were another person, there was such a calm intelligence
mirrored there. Another factor was simply that he was very beautiful,
with perfect markings and a powerful yet graceful body. The animal gave
off an aura of pride and strength and virility that the young girl had
so often found sadly lacking in her male schoolmates.

“… And don’t you think so?” Penny was saying.

“Hmmmmm, what?” Victoria responded absently.

“Victoria Bennett,” Penny said severely, her hands on her hips, “if you
don’t want to listen to what I’m saying, just let me know, and I’ll
save myself the trouble of talking.”

“That would be like trying to turn off Niagara Falls,” the young blonde
said teasingly, then instantly repented as she saw the hurt look on her
roommate’s face.

“I’m sorry, Penny,” she said warmly. “I guess I was just being selfish,
but I really do want to hear what you were saying. Can’t you tell me
again?”

Penny looked at her blonde friend with a pleased if slightly suspicious
smile, not quite sure yet if the other girl were still kidding her. But
unable to contain her normal talkativeness, she started back into her
tale.

“I was telling you about that handsome guy I met in town, you know, the
one who works at the hamburger stand. He offered to take me out tonight
and I’m going to go. The word on the grapevine is that old Ben Wright
is going into town on his weekly bender, so I’m going to sneak out, for
all night, I hope.

Victoria muttered something reassuring in reply, annoyed a little by
the way Penny had referred to her friend Ben. But Penny noticed nothing
and rattled on about her new male find.

“Boy, if that guy is as strong between the legs as the rest of him
seems to be, little Penny should be waddling home with a permanent case
of bow-legs. What muscles! What a face!” The slim, dark-haired girl
sighed while she finished undressing, throwing her jeans onto the
grubby pile of discarded clothes that was jammed between her bed and
the wall. To her own surprise, Victoria found herself unable to pull
her gaze away from her friend’s beautiful, half-naked body. Penny was
standing in the center of the room, wearing only a pair of plain white
bikini panties. With a strange unfamiliar fascination, Victoria found
her eyes running lingeringly over the sleek smooth hollows and curves
poised so unselfconsciously before her. Odd that we could have lived
together all these months and I never ready noticed how beautiful Penny
is, Victoria mused, her gaze settling on her friend’s beautiful white
breasts. They were wide-set and tapered to pointed pink-tipped nipples,
yet so firm and solidly anchored that they did not droop at all despite
their size, but jutted forward proudly.

Except for her large breasts, the rest of Penny’s body was slender and
sinuous, but not thin. With each graceful motion the smooth muscles
rippled sleekly under her velvety skin, causing a constantly changing
pattern of lights and shades to shift over her sensuous form. It was a
moment before Victoria found herself wondering what it must be like to
have one’s hands on that lovely body, to feel it writhing helplessly in
abandoned passion. With a little inward shudder of horror, Victoria
made herself stop thinking about such a forbidden subject, but still
she could not take her eyes from the enchanting spectacle before her.

“Maybe I’d better put on some sexy panties,” Penny said thoughtfully.
“Just for insurance.” Without hesitation, almost as if she were
completely alone, the dark-haired girl hooked her thumbs in the elastic
waistband of the panties she was wearing and drew them swiftly down and
off her legs, unaware that her roommate was automatically holding her
breath as Penny straightened up again with slightly-parted legs, giving
her friend a brief glimpse of the slender pink ribbon of cuntal flesh
winking through the dark curls that so enchantingly covered her vaginal
mound.

Victoria was unable to trust her breath again until Penny had turned
away. What was the matter with her? she thought in rising panic. Ever
since that time last night when she had heard Penny making love to
Jimmy Philips, the strangest thoughts had been going through her mind.
She wondered if she were becoming a lesbian and that was why she had so
much trouble with boys. Then Penny bent over to search through a drawer
for another pair of panties and once again her enchanted roommate could
not help the feeling of rising panic in her as the darker girl’s
smoothly rounded buttocks were presented to her in their full
sculptured beauty. It was with relief that Victoria finally saw her
friend begin dressing, and in a matter of minutes the ordeal was nearly
over, with Penny fully covered, if you could call it that. She had on
the briefest miniskirt that the young blonde had ever seen. This new
boy friend would certainly have a chance to appreciate Penny’s panties
whether he wanted to or not!

“Well, cheerio. Off to the hunt and all that,” Penny gaily said and let
herself out through the front door. Victoria genuinely hoped that she
would be successful with her young hero, especially if it would keep
her out all night. The young blonde wanted a chance to sort out her
thoughts before she had to face anyone again. It felt almost as if
there were something in her that was looking for a direction to burst
out in, some relentless pressure that demanded action. But what? It was
such an unspecific feeling … so hauntingly vague.

Victoria’s somber thoughts were abruptly ended by the sound of
scratching on the sliding glass door just a few feet from where she was
lying, accompanied by a low insistent whining. With a little cry of joy
the young blonde jumped up from her bed and moved quickly to the door,
sliding it open without hesitation. Sure enough, there stood Ben and
Prince!

“Thought I’d let Prince do the knocking,” seeing that he’s the one
who’s coming to stay with you,” Ben said huskily. Victoria noticed
immediately that her friend’s speech was a little thick and that there
was a strong smell of whiskey about him, and she felt nervous for a
moment. But Prince didn’t give her a chance to let her imagination get
the best of her, as he came bounding into the room, running here and
there, thrusting his nose into comers and familiarizing himself with
the place in the ways that matter to a dog. Finally satisfied, the big
animal lay down contentedly on the carpet and looked up questioningly
at his two human friends.

“That’s right, Prince, you’re going to stay here the night,” Ben said
reassuringly. “You take care of Miss Victoria and I’m sure she’ll take
care of you.”

Weaving a little, Ben looked down to where Victoria had joined his pet
on the floor. Once again the young blonde was sitting in her customary
cross-legged posture and the half-drunk older man groaned inwardly as
he saw the way her tight jeans plastered themselves like a second skin
to her lovely young body. It was almost as if she were naked, Ben
thought to himself. The jeans were old and worn thin, and the blue
material clearly outlined the twin bulges of her cuntal lips, held
invitingly open by her cross-legged posture. Time to get out of here,
old man, Ben thought to himself. Time to split, before you lose control
and fall on your hands and knees before that innocently seductive
little beauty and ram your head between those tender young thighs and
fuck her sweet little cunt with your tongue. The thoughts were too much
for the tortured man and he backed hastily towards the door.

“Well, so long, you two. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” he said in a
kind of frantic jovialness. He almost tripped over the low metal sill
as he stepped backwards through the doors and slid them almost shut,
leaving just enough space for Victoria to hear him mutter, “Lucky
bastard dog.” And then he was gone, a lonely hulking figure heading
towards another night of desperate alcoholic forgetfulness among people
he despised but needed.

“Well!” Victoria said with a little sigh. Never having seen Ben quite
this way before, she was a little upset, but quickly passed it off to
the whiskey her friend had obviously been drinking. Everyone on campus
knew that Ben drank, but few had ever seen him really drunk. With good-
natured tolerance the young student passed the whole thing off as
another one of those inexplicable bits of adult behavior, and then
turned her whole attention to her canine companion for the night.

“Since you’re my guest, Prince, I suppose I should offer to entertain
you,” Victoria said with pretended gravity. “Would you like to play
cards? Or perhaps you’d care for a cup of tea? Do you take milk and
sugar?” Then giggling girlishly, the happy girl put her arms around the
animal’s powerful neck and pushed her warm pink young nose up against
his moist black one. Immediately Prince’s long pink tongue shot out and
licked the girl on the face, making her giggle again. On impulse, the
young blonde stuck out her own tongue and tried to lick the dog, but
their tongues met in mid air and caressed for a moment. Victoria
thought of it as funny for a second but then became aware that it felt
good, very good-too good in a weird sort of way — so with a little
shiver she quickly pulled her tongue back in, a strange look coming
over her face.

The big dog looked up at his young human friend, a little puzzled,
wondering why she had pulled back so hastily from him. But getting to
her feet, Victoria went to her desk and pulled out a small package of
dog candy she had brought this afternoon just for tonight. With
slightly trembling hands the young coed tore open the package and
poured out several pieces for her delighted animal companion, laughing
as Prince nosed eagerly through the little mound of candies, searching
for his favorites.

In a moment both dog and girl were back to the lighthearted mood of a
few moments before. Victoria was tossing pieces of candy into the air
for Prince to catch, trying to race him to the pieces he dropped.
Eventually both became tired and sat quietly watching one another, the
dog sitting on his haunches and Victoria leaning back on her bed
propped up on her elbows.

For the thousandth time the blonde girl found herself thinking how
truly beautiful and handsome Prince was. Not just handsome in an animal
way but also in a virile, male way. Some inclination of the
universality of sexual attraction began to seep through into the young
woman’s mind and this time she let it linger there, not letting herself
be afraid. She knew now if she met someone, some man she could trust a
little the way she trusted Prince, then there would be no problem with
sex. The trouble was that she trusted Prince precisely because he was a
dog and didn’t have the inbred human ability to trick and to deceive -
the mental agility to use others for his own ends. Too bad humans and
dogs weren’t interchangeable as lovers, Victoria mused, and then
laughed to herself a little nervously at the thought.

“Oh, Prince, just be glad that you’re a dog and don’t have a nutty
human brain that imagines all kinds of problems,” Victoria sighed.
Suspecting that it was just general tiredness that was making her so
introspective the young girl stood up and stretched languorously.

“Time for bed, I think,” she said to the dog as he got to his feet,
thinking she wanted to play again. “Now let’s see, where am I going to
put you?” Victoria mused more to herself than to the dog. “Maybe Penny
wouldn’t like it if I let you sleep on her bed, and it wouldn’t be
hospitable to let you sleep on the floor, so …” and a mischievous
little grin flickered over the girl’s beautiful features, “so why don’t
you sleep up here with me? Oh, I know it’ll be a little cramped, but
it’ll be nice and warm and friendly too.”

Victoria began to get ready for bed, pulling off the white sweater that
still had Prince’s paw-prints on it from earlier in the day. As Ben had
noticed then, the blonde young student was wearing no brassiere and her
high firm breasts stretched even more taut and proud as she reached her
arms up to pull the sweater over her head. The rough-knit material
caused her nipples to harden involuntarily as it scraped over them and
a little rash of goose-flesh spread over the girl’s skin from the
unexpected sensation.

Wearing only her jeans now, Victoria walked over to the wash basin and
noisily washed her face before groping blindly for the towel.

“That’s another thing, Prince,” Victoria spluttered. “You never have to
wash your face or hands. Life must be easy for a dog.” Walking over to
the closet next, the rosy-cheeked girl began to peel her tight jeans
down her legs, almost losing her balance once before she was able to
kick free of them. Unlike her roommate, she carefully hung the jeans in
her closet and then stood a moment in indecision. Should she put on her
nightgown or not? Maybe not, she finally decided. If Prince was going
to sleep on her bed it might be too warm. So, wearing nothing now but
her tiny bikini panties, the young blonde virgin walked over to the bed
and sat on the edge.

“Okay, buddy, you sleep next to the wall,” she said to the dog and
patted the bed for him to jump up. This was quite confusing to the
animal since his master never let him get on beds and he looked up at
the girl with a questioning but adoring expression. Some strange
emotion was starting to form inside the dog’s great heart. He had never
seen a naked or semi-naked human female before, and there was something
oddly exciting to Prince about the subtle symphony of pink and cream-
white flesh before him. He loved the girl and now the nearness of her
plus the intoxicating warmth and smell of her velvety flesh caused him
to automatically nuzzle in closer to her, forcing his heavy body
between her slightly open thighs.

“Why, Prince,” Victoria asked in surprise. “What’s the matter, don’t
you want to sleep with me?” And then the startled young virgin jerked
back in surprise and shock as the dog’s long pink tongue shot out and
licked her nakedly exposed left breast.

“Uuuuuuhhhnnn,” the stunned girl said in involuntary reaction as the
hot rough tongue scraped over her already erect nipples, sending a jolt
of raw pleasure all through her body. Victoria squirmed backward trying
to escape the insistently nuzzling dog until she was half-lying, half-
sitting, propped up against the wall next to the bed. Although the most
sensible thing would have been to reach down and force the dog’s head
away from her nakedly tingling breasts, somehow the young virgin’s arms
seemed paralyzed, unable to move up the short distance necessary to
protect herself from the affectionate animal’s lingual caresses.

“Oh, no, no, Prince,” the confused young woman kept repeating
ineffectually as the big animal continued to lick and slaver at her
exposed breasts, moving impartially from one to the other.

Despite her best intentions, Victoria felt a delicious and sensuous
warmth begin to steal over her tingling young body, rippling over her
flesh in electric waves with each further swipe of Prince’s long hot
tongue. A dreamy, vacant look came over the blonde student’s face, and
for a moment her lovely half-naked body held completely still. Then
finally she permitted the exquisite sensations from the dog’s licking
of her firm, trembling young breasts to pour over her in uninterrupted
waves of pure sensual bliss. Then and only then did her hands steal
slowly up from her sides, but instead of pushing the dog away, they
trailed lovingly over the big animal’s powerful head and finally
settled firmly behind his ears, actually pulling the furiously licking
animal’s muzzle tighter against her now palpitating breasts.

“Oh, Prince, oh, Prince,” the gasping young virgin moaned out again and
again, talking in disjointed, confused sentences to the unheeding
animal. “We shouldn’t be … it’s … oh God, Prince, your tongue, your
lovely tongue!”

As soon as the girl had stopped fighting the dog’s advance, her legs
fell loosely open so that the strong hairy animal body crowded in even
closer to her, that massive head able to raise up higher from time to
time to bestow a sensual kiss on her half-parted lips. Little by little
the crooning girl became aware that Prince’s powerful chest was
pressing hard against her partially opened pussy slit, and that each
time he stretched forward to lick, the movement of the dog’s body
against this most sensitive part of her body added thrillingly to the
wild sensations already flowing down from her naked wet breasts.

Becoming more and more aroused with each passing second, Victoria could
feel the hot wet juices of her passion building up in her hopefully
expectant vagina and she pressed her clitoris tightly against the dog’s
furry chest, automatically opening her legs wide at the same time.

What had begun for the dog as simple friendly affection, expressed in
the only way he knew, was now assuming different and confusing
proportions. It was hardly likely that the sensitive animal would fail
to pick up his young human friend’s rising excitement. And more than
that, the musky stimulating odor of Victoria’s advanced sexual arousal
was building just under the animal’s thrusting muzzle, causing a
familiar tightness to start forming deep up inside his own hairy loins.
To Victoria’s great disappointment, Prince abruptly stopped his
powerful licking of her wildly tingling breasts, and for a moment the
panting girl thought the beautiful animal had lost interest. But then
the huge feral head dropped down between her thighs and began to sniff
inquisitively at the trembling widespread loins from which that strange
but exciting odor was coming.

Victoria watched in fascination as that cool black nose slid ever
further in toward her seeping cunt and a lewd and forbidden idea began
to form in her sex-fevered mind. Would he … if she encouraged him?
Would he … lick her down there, just as he had licked her breasts?
Even though she knew how wrong it was, how sinful, the desperately
aroused young virgin could not deny to herself how much she wanted her
animal friend to drive his pointed muzzle deep up between her trembling
thighs and give her the kind of pleasure that her own fingers had never
been able to provide.

“C-Come on, Prince,” the girl called out in a shaking voice. “Do it!
Lick me, lick me there! Lick my pussy!” And with that, Victoria slowly
pulled aside the moisture-soaked crotch band of her white nylon
panties, baring to the animal’s eager gaze the gleaming wet furrow of
her expectantly waiting little cunt.

“Come on, baby, do it for me! Please, oh please,” the hopelessly
impassioned girl begged. She lay there spread-legged on the bed,
holding her panties away from her cunt with her fingers, knowing that
she was about to embark on an unforgivable act, an act so lewd and
perverted there could never be any forgiveness for it. Her imploring
blue eyes met the soft brown ones of the dog, and for a moment the
pleading girl thought that Prince was not going to do it, but then …

The long hot tongue snaked out once again, stabbing deep up between the
waiting girl’s quivering thighs, mercilessly splaying aside the gold-
fringed cuntal lips, sliding up over the wetly flowering vaginal
opening and then digging like a fiery knife into the tiny pink button
of Victoria’s clitoris.

“Aaaaahhh,” the half-naked girl moaned in helpless submission before
that burning, pleasure-giving tongue. Her back automatically arched to
thrust her steaming genitals up toward the dog and the back of her head
banged against the wall. For long moments the pleasure-wracked girl
held herself rigid in that position, her lovely, eager young body
curved like a drawn bow, her firm, full, saliva-covered breasts thrust
out high and trembling in front of her, her softly flexing thighs
spreading farther and farther apart in a mindless attempt to open her
body to the maximum, begging for Prince’s darting tongue to drive deep,
deep up inside her. And it did, again and again and again. Prince
ardently stroked his hot wet tongue up into that glistening pink cuntal
slit, his own loins beginning to burn now as the odor of Victoria’s
rising female passion flooded directly into his senses.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes, darling,” Victoria moaned over and over again, her
hips now starting a slow revolving motion up against the slaving dog’s
furiously licking tongue. With one hand the blonde girl continued to
lewdly hold aside the crotch band of her panties while the other was
now pinching and rolling the nipples of the breasts that Prince had
abandoned.

“God, God, keep licking … licking. It feels so good. I-I’m going to
cum in just a minute … faster, faster, darling … aaaahhh, God,
don’t ever stop … oohhh … oohhh … oohhh …”

The helplessly inflamed coed’s mindless ravings fell into a kind of
delirious chant, keeping time to the dog’s continuous Ravings of her
desire-moistened cunt, and this was the sound that Penny, her roommate,
heard as she stood in amazed wonder outside the door to their room. For
a moment Penny thought she must have come home to the wrong room but
then she recognized Victoria’s voice.

My God, she’s got a man in there! Penny thought incredulously.
Someone’s making love to Victoria Bennett, Prude of the Year!

Penny’s first reaction was a little mindless giggle of surprise, but
then a cold calculating expression came over her face. Victoria had
broken in on her the other night just when Jimmy Philips was about to
give her the fucking he had worked her up to. Well, two could play that
game, Penny thought, and she reached up to open the door, but found it
locked. After a moment’s hesitation, the young avenger began to knock
loudly, cursing her habitual carelessness which had made her forget her
key. How she would like to have walked in unannounced!

It was long moments before the panting and moaning Victoria became
aware of the insistent hammering at the door, but even then her
inflamed senses pushed it into the background. She was so close, so
close to her orgasm that nothing else mattered in the world. Her
parents, the dean, anyone could have burst in the room at that moment
and the helplessly impassioned girl would have been unable to stop the
desperate search for gratification that was building to a head deep up
inside her seething belly. Just another few seconds and it would be
here … Victoria gritted her teeth and almost stopped breathing as she
felt herself teetering on the edge of the greatest physical and mental
gratification she had ever known … and then Prince backed away,
alarmed by the racket that Penny was making.

“Oh, no, no,” Victoria desperately gasped, trying to reach out and draw
the animal’s head back between her lewdly spread thighs, but Prince
easily dodged her clutching fingers and moved quickly to the other side
of the room.

“Damn, damn, damn,” Victoria sobbed out, knowing there was nothing more
she could do to call the alarmed animal back to her. Quickly pulling
her panties back over her swollen pink cuntal flesh, the frustrated
young woman staggered to her feet and snatched her nightgown from the
nearby closet, settling it quickly over her body. She moved toward the
door, recognizing her roommate’s voice as she demanded to be let in.
With an angry contemptuous motion, Victoria threw the lock back and
twisted the door handle, letting it open by itself under the pressure
of Penny’s knocking.

As soon as the door gave before her, Penny surged triumphantly into the
room, bursting with curiosity to know who it was that had turned her
prim roommate into such an animal.

“Well, it’s really something when a person can’t get inside her own
room,” she began, but stopped dead when she saw no one there but
Victoria and Ben Wright’s German shepherd.

“Why, I-I thought there was somebody else in here with you …” she
began lamely.

“There is,” Victoria said icily. “Prince.” And she pointed towards the
big animal as he stayed prudently back in the far corner. Penny’s first
reaction was to think that whoever it had been must have left through
the sliding glass doors, but she saw that was impossible. Some books
and records were propped against the glass, moved there by Victoria
while she had been playing with Prince and it was clear that the doors
couldn’t have been slid back without removing them.

“I-I’m sure I heard somebody,” Penny insisted, looking around
suspiciously and fighting down an impulse to look under the beds.

“Well, you’re wrong,” Victoria retorted and then tried to change the
subject. “What are you doing home, anyhow? I thought you were going to
spend the night locked in the arms of your muscle-bound hero?”

Penny couldn’t help making a wry face. “He’s muscle-bound all right,
but mostly between the ears. He took me to a soda shop and told me all
about his exploits as a football hero. And then at ten o’clock he said
he had to be home so he could get plenty of sleep. By then I was so
bored that I wouldn’t have cared if he promised I could sleep with the
whole football team! So here I am, unloved and unlaid.”

While she was talking, Penny took a closer look at her friend and knew
she hadn’t been imagining the sounds she had heard. Victoria had been
up to something all right. It showed in the hot flush that bloomed on
her cheeks and her breathing was still ragged and forced. On top of
that, the dark haired Penny distinctly detected the odor of hotly
aroused female flesh. But where the hell was the male who had got her
that way? Penny wondered. It was clear there was no one here but Prince
… and then the horrible suspicion came to the supposedly unshockable
young sexual prodigy.

No! It just wasn’t possible! Penny would have believed the earth was
flat before she would accept the suspicion that her prudish roommate
could ever … No, not with a dog, not ever, and the stunned young
woman sank down slowly to sit on the edge of her bed. She looked up
once to catch Victoria’s eye, but the blonde looked away. Then Penny
tried to catch Prince’s eye, but he looked away too.

Impossible! Impossible!

Chapter 5

It was a long night for Victoria. Drifting in and out of a troubled
sleep, always at least half-aware of Prince’s heavy warm body stretched
out beside her on the bed, the young girl waited only for the morning
when Penny would have to go to an early class and then she would be
alone with her thoughts … and with the beautiful German shepherd.

Finally the harsh sound of Penny’s alarm clock shattered the morning
quiet. As usual, Penny let the alarm ring until it had run down, then
groaning, she got grumpily out of bed to face another day. To her, the
days were long interludes to get through as best as possible, waiting
for the nights, for she was a true night person.

Victoria too got out of bed, preferring to be active, wanting the time
to pass as quickly as possible until her roommate left. Prince remained
lying on the bed for awhile, luxuriating in the unusual privileges he
was enjoying here with his young human friend. The big animal watched
with a heightened curiosity as the two girls dressed before him,
remembering the strange stimulation that had taken charge of him the
night before as he had licked and nuzzled at the intoxicating crevice
between the blonde girl’s soft white thighs. Always an affectionate
animal, Prince now found new reasons to want to be near these young
females, who felt and smelled so different from his master.

It wasn’t long before Victoria sensed the animal’s eyes on her and she
found to her amazement that she was blushing. The young coed had
purposely kept the events of last night as much out of her thoughts as
possible, preferring to be alone before she let herself analyze what it
was that had driven her to that incredible act of bestiality the night
before. But now, with Prince’s large brown eyes fixed longingly on her,
the confused blonde was suddenly overwhelmed by the memories of the
exquisite sensations that had seized control of her helplessly writhing
body as Prince’s long hot tongue had licked her into panting
submission. Despite the years of social training that told her how
wrong it had all been, Victoria had to admit to herself that it would
be wonderful to once again know the almost unbearable erotic delights
she had experienced with Prince. Maybe when Penny had gone to class …
Victoria looked up to see that her friend and roommate was almost
dressed now, and perhaps in another few minutes she would be gone.
Perhaps then Prince could finish what he had started the night before
…

The forbidden nature of her thoughts made Victoria automatically feel
guilty so that she imagined Penny was staring at her, maybe even
reading her shameful thoughts, and there was some justification in
this. Being an intelligent and observant girl, Penny had been watching
her blonde friend with ever-growing curiosity and suspicion, divining
from her nervous and guilty manner that something strange indeed had
been going on in this very room last night. Wanting to escape her
roommate’s curious stare, Victoria quickly pulled on her clothes and
left the room, walking down the hall towards the large communal
bathroom shared by all the girls living on the floor.

Victoria took longer than usual washing her face that morning, hoping
that Penny would be gone when she got back to the room so that she
could be alone with the dog to decide once and for all whether or not
she would once again abandon herself to the deliciously sinful
stimulation of the night before.

Finally the young girl walked slowly back to the room, and opening the
door, she was disappointed to see that Penny was still there. But then,
to Victoria’s horror she saw that Penny was alone. Prince was nowhere
in sight and the back sliding glass doors were half open.

“Wh-Where’s Prince?” Victoria asked in breathless shock.

“Oh, while you were gone old Ben Wright came looking for his dog,”
Penny said. “You just missed them, they left only a couple of minutes
ago.”

Victoria realized that her face must be showing the shock she was
feeling, a shock that amazed her in its intensity. Yes, she had to
admit to herself now how much she had wanted the dog to again do to her
what he had done last night. But now he was gone … gone, and the
desperate young woman had no idea when she would be able to see the big
animal alone again. Victoria was dimly aware that Penny was speaking to
her, concern showing on her face.

“What’s the matter, honey?” Penny asked, worried, but Victoria didn’t
even try to answer, instead bolting for the door, some crazy impulse
inside her demanding that she find Prince as soon as possible. What she
would do when she found him she didn’t know, but the young blonde was
beyond all rational thinking now, knowing only an instinctive age-old
need.

“Hey, wait!” Penny cried after her, but then stopped in the doorway,
remembering that these sudden unexplainable flights had been occurring
more and more frequently with her roommate. Why follow her? Penny had
told Victoria time and time again that what she needed was a good fuck,
but the virginal young blonde only became angry, icily suggesting that
it would be a little more seemly if Penny would try to clean up her
speech. Well, the dark-haired young student thought bitterly to
herself, she was getting a little tired of these temper tantrums. Maybe
she had better start thinking of looking for a new roommate, one who
wouldn’t make her feel guilty for her thoughts. And with a little
sniff, Penny picked up her books and headed for her first class, angry
now, but familiar enough with her own temperament to know that in a
couple of hours she would have forgotten all about this latest
confrontation with her erratic roommate.

Meanwhile, Victoria was automatically heading for the spot where she
knew Prince and Ben Wright often went in the mornings, the top of a
little hill where they could sit in peace and solitude and look out
over the campus and the ocean beyond, drinking in the beautiful
sunshiny morning.

Sure enough, they were there. Quickening her footsteps, the young
blonde headed for the two masculine figures, one sitting cross-legged
on the ground like some ancient hunter, his canine companion back on
his haunches with his strong beautiful head raised proudly, sampling
the scents borne to him on the morning breeze. Both man and dog turned
as Victoria rushed breathlessly up to them but neither made a sound.
They seemed to be waiting for her to speak, but suddenly Victoria
realized she didn’t know what she wanted to say. How could she just
blurt out, “Please, Mr. Wright, may I take your dog home with me and
let him perform shameful acts on my body? Acts that for some reason I
don’t seem to be able to do without ” Hardly, but that was just what
she wanted.

“Morning,” Ben finally said in a thick voice.

“Oh, Mr. Wright,” Victoria started, “I-I wonder if … could I please
…?” but she was cut off by a wave of Ben’s big hand as he grimaced in
pain.

“Please, child, do you have to shout?” he groaned, and Victoria saw
that the big man must have had a hard night. His face was lined even
more than usual and his eyes glared redly from their deep-sunk sockets,
while his hands kept up a barely perceptible trembling.

“Prince behave himself last night?” Ben asked. Victoria felt paralyzed
with fear for a moment, wondering if by some chance Ben might know what
had happened. But no, that was impossible.

“Wh-Why yes,” the young student said haltingly. “It’s just that I-I’m
sorry that I wasn’t in the room when you got there this morning and
didn’t have the chance to thank you …” Why not ask? the desperate
young woman thought to herself … “And I wonder, Mr. Wright, Prince
and I were just getting to know one another. Could I maybe … take him
back with me? Just for the afternoon,” she added hastily as she saw a
slight frown come over Ben’s ravaged features.

“Well, I dunno,” Ben muttered and then seemed to think for a moment.
“But what the hell, I think I’m gonna have to go back to my room and
take a little nap.” Then the older man looked sharply up at the blonde
young student. “What you want him for anyhow? You wouldn’t want to
seduce my dog away from me, would you now?”

Victoria jumped a little at the word “seduce” and then realized Ben
only meant that he was afraid that the dog might become fonder of her
than of him. What would this man think, Victoria wondered, if he knew
that was just what she wanted to do-seduce his dog? Not for his
affections, but sexually, like some kind of perverted whore. The young
woman almost relented then, some part of her warning that she would be
better off to forget this whole thing and go back to her room alone,
but it was far too late. All her determination had been turned to
finishing what she and Prince had started last night, for curiosity as
well as the pure sexual enjoyment. Yes, she must know what it was like
to be brought to completion by a male, even just a male dog. As far as
that went, maybe it would be better with the dog. At least he wouldn’t
force on her crude and unwanted attentions like most of the men she had
met so far in her young life.

It was done, anyhow. Ben was getting to his feet wearily. “Go on,
Prince. Go on back with Miss Victoria while your poor old master goes
home to sleep it off. Christ, what I’d give to be in your shoes-paws.”
Ben didn’t seem to care that he was getting a little careless in his
speech with Victoria listening. This often happened after a heavy night
of drinking. In fact, he was still a little drunk, all the liquor he
had swilled down last night not yet having had a chance to work through
his system. Why the dog? Ben thought morosely to himself. Why not him,
Ben Wright, lover extraordinaire? Why, these young bitches didn’t know
what they were missing. He could still get it up with the best of them,
and when he did, he knew what to do with it, not like this new breed of
bloodless gutless unisex males that lounged and lolled in bored apathy
all over the campus. Ah, hell, the weaving Ben thought to himself, if
he went on thinking this way, the first thing he knew he would shake up
one of these lovely little broads, and then he’d be out on the streets
again. Maybe it was enough to have a warm place to sleep and three
square meals a day. But somewhere deep inside himself, Ben knew that
wasn’t enough. No, a man needed more — pride, affection, acceptance
of his masculinity. Ben knew he was close to blowing it-his job,
everything; maybe reaching out and pinching one of those cute pert
breasts bulging out from that gorgeous little hunk of tail standing so
bug-eyed before him.

But training won out and Ben waved a hand wearily toward Prince,
indicating to Victoria that she should take him away. He wanted her to
leave quietly, but the grateful young girl blurted out her thanks in a
seemingly unending stream of meaningless words before she finally left,
Prince trailing willingly enough after her.

Ben Wright sat for nearly ten minutes in grumpy, meditative loneliness
before little insistent nudges from somewhere deep inside his
subconscious began to warn him that there was something rather strange
about Victoria’s nervous insistence on taking the dog.

“Something kind of fishy here,” Ben muttered to himself. Sure, lots of
young girls liked dogs, but they weren’t in a breathless rush to get
their hands on one. What the hell was with that girl, anyhow? If he had
not been hung over and a little drunk, Ben would have been more
charitable in his thoughts toward Victoria, for he truly liked the
girl. But the bitterness that lurked just under the surface of his
ruined life was spilling from him today in unaccustomed torrents,
making him resent the constant provocation of Victoria’s unintended
seductiveness. If she had been someone else’s lover, the big man could
have felt more at ease about it, but the shameful waste of that lovely,
ripe, unused little body seemed at the moment a personal affront to
him. What the hell did she want with his dog anyhow?

A small jolt of alarm went through Ben’s whiskey-addled brain. Hell,
maybe Victoria was some kind of secret nut and was going to harm his
beloved dog. He had better see to this, the big man thought to himself
and got unsteadily to his feet. He would follow them, the girl and
Prince, and see what she was up to. After all, he represented campus
security and it was his duty to know what kinds of things went on in
the dormitories, or at least that had been his rationalization on those
nights when Ben had lurked outside the windows, secretly hoping to
catch a glimpse of naked young coeds.

With a groan, Ben heaved himself to his feet and set off at a shambling
gait toward the other side of the campus and Victoria’s dorm. Just the
thought of maybe seeing the luscious little blonde again was enough to
keep his aching body moving.

Meanwhile, Victoria was speeding toward her room, Prince bounding along
happily after. The young student refused to let herself think at all,
afraid that she might change her mind about what she was going to do.
Finally, breathing hard from the fast pace she had set, Victoria pushed
open the sliding glass doors to her dorm room and she and Prince were
once again alone together, next to the same bed where last night the
excited young girl had given herself in Nameless surrender to the huge
animal. Victoria began to tear at her clothes, not wanting to waste
another minute, knowing that this time Penny would not come back to
bother them. Victoria had seen her enter a classroom while she and
Prince were on their way here.

Prince looked up in undisguised interest at the glittering-eyed girl as
the well-remembered allure of her naked young body was quickly bared
before him. The big dog could feel an automatic tingling starting again
deep in his hairy loins as his animal-memory was aroused once more by
the lust-inspiring sight before him. Finally Victoria stood completely
naked, her high proud young breasts rising and falling quickly from her
urgent breathing, but then she didn’t know what to do next. How did one
encourage an animal to do … this obscene thing?

With a helpless little groan the desire-ridden girl fell limply back on
the bed, her long slender legs falling open to bare the total seething
wetness of her lewdly exposed cunt to Prince’s alert eyes.

“Come on, Prince,” the girl begged and at the same time her own hands
moved sensuously over her rib cage, sliding upward in little circles
until they had reached the ripely swelling base of her heaving breasts.
“Oh God, Prince, please don’t keep me waiting,” Victoria moaned while
her fingertips played delicately upward to find her hardening nipples.
The excited young girl’s toes curled automatically from the lewd self-
stimulation and she dug her fingers in more deeply, her whole body
thrilling to the waves of pleasure that raced down from her swelling
breasts. For a moment the young blonde became lost in her own self-
gratification, almost forgetting that the dog was there, but then she
looked up and saw his animal eyes on her, a strange wild light in them
she had never seen before. That was when she knew he was going to do it
to her, lick her as he had the night before. With a mindless groan, the
helplessly aroused young virgin let her trembling thighs fall open even
more, longing to have the raging fires burning deep up between her legs
extinguished by Prince’s pleasure-giving tongue.

Slowly, cautiously, the big German shepherd moved forward between those
widespread white legs, sniffing once at the proffered, sweet-smelling
orifice displayed so invitingly before him. But to the eager girl’s
amazement and disappointment, Prince raised his head once again, and
then placing his forelegs on the edge of the bed he raised his heavy
body up high and began to lick warmly at Victoria’s smooth flat belly,
each hot swipe of his tongue pushing the naked young flesh before it in
ripples of heated pleasure .

“Ohhh, ohhh,” Victoria gasped as the animal licked higher and higher,
and then his huge head was nuzzling at her breasts while the young
student sucked in her breath as Prince slithered his hot wet tongue
over her pebble-hard nipples, causing her breasts to heave with ever
increasing passion until she thought they would burst from the erotic
pressure. Her eyes glazed from unsubdued lust, the beautiful young
blonde raised her head and looked in wonder and awe down to where the
great hairy head was thrust tightly against her writhing body.

“Oh, Prince, Prince,” she moaned, and as if in answer the dog raised
his head to look up at her in love and adoration, almost as if he were
a human lover. Victoria felt a wave of passion and tenderness sweep
over her and she impulsively reached down to pull the animal’s proud
head up towards her own passion-softened face. Instinctively the dog’s
long tongue shot out again, this time to Wave over the girl’s half-
parted lips, and to the young student’s amazement, this flooded her
with almost as much pleasure as when his tongue had played wetly over
her nakedly quivering breasts. Shamelessly, passionately, the aroused
young woman extended her own tiny pink tongue so that it touched for a
moment the dog’s longer, looser member, sending renewed bolts of pure
sensual pleasure rocketing through her naked young body.

Prince reveled in the sweet hot taste of the girl’s tiny pointed tongue
and then suddenly he was reminded of that other piquant taste he had
known from this lovely human body only the night before. With that
memory goading him on, the big dog backed away from Victoria’s questing
tongue and dropped back down onto the floor so that his head was once
again positioned between the girl’s quivering thighs. Looking up
inquiringly, the aroused animal waited for some sign from the panting
girl above him, some sign that he could go ahead.

It was a moment before Victoria sensed what the dog wanted and then she
blurted out, “Oh, yes, go ahead Prince. Lick me, lick me again, just
like you did last night.” Then Victoria felt her own eyes widening in
hypnotized awe as she watched Prince move his head purposefully forward
towards the aching need of her nakedly waiting cunt.

“Aaaaahh,” the young virgin gasped as the animal’s cool damp nose slid
wetly up the tender flesh of her inner thigh, then it was sniffing
experimentally through her moisture-soaked pussy hair, driving her to
heights of frustrated passion as it glided gently, teasingly over the
hungry pussy-flesh beneath. Victoria could not keep her loins from
bucking forward, trying to impale herself on that thrusting, tickling
nose, when suddenly the dog’s hot tongue snaked out once again and
buried itself deep into her seething cuntal flesh.

“Aaaaaaaggghh,” the shocked coed cried out involuntarily as her back
arched upward and her head fell back under the stimulus of Prince’s
long hoped-for assault. All his canine attention centered on the
golden-haired triangle before him, the animal began to lick in earnest
now, his wetly digging tongue slicing relentlessly through her heated
cuntal flesh, each thrust bringing a deep low moan from the girl on the
bed above him. Lick and lick and lick again. Victoria thought it would
never end, that this sensual heaven would go on forever. Each hot
burning swipe of that merciless tongue seemed in itself to last an
eternity, making the writhing girl aware of every fraction of an inch
that it slid over her convulsing cuntal flesh. She could feel it start
far down at her anus, then thrust deeply into the dripping hot vaginal
slit on its way up before dragging maddeningly over the tiny sensitive
button of her palpitating clitoris. To the passionately moaning young
blonde it felt as if each touch of that wonderful animal tongue was
charged with some unholy electricity that was almost more than her
overloaded nerves could bear.

Victoria could sense that she was nearing orgasm. She had to be. There
had to be eventual release from these impossibly demanding sensations
that Prince was licking into her helpless loins, or she knew she would
go mad, but where was it, where was the hoped-for climax? Desperately
the hopelessly inflamed girl drew her legs up high off the floor,
holding her knees back tight against her flattened breasts with her
straining hands so that her obscenely wide-splayed pussy was offered up
in defenseless sacrifice to the slavering animal above her.

Yes, yes, that would do it, Victoria thought to herself as the dog took
full advantage of her lewd position and drove his scorching tongue ever
deeper into her quaking cuntal flesh. Yes, she was going to cum soon
now, she could feel the fragile bubble growing deep up inside her
already spasming belly. Yes, just another few seconds …

Victoria looked up in horror as she suddenly became aware that the
delicious licking of her most secret flesh had stopped, and she saw
that Prince was slowly backing away from between her jackknifed thighs.
Lowering her legs in agonized disappointment, the teenage virgin spoke
pleadingly to the dog.

“Prince, what’s the matter?” she gasped out, afraid that once again she
would be left unsatisfied as she had been the night before. “Please,
Prince, Victoria wants you to do it. Lick me just a little more, just a
little …”

And then the desperate girl saw it as the animal backed away another
pace and turned partly sideways to her.

His penis!

Breathlessly the young student gaped at the size of the glistening
scarlet shaft that was slowly emerging from the hairy sheath beneath
the dog’s belly. The dripping tapered end dangled and swayed in ever-
growing hardness before the panting teenager’s unbelieving eyes.
Victoria had not been the only one aroused by the obscene animal
licking of her lewdly presented cunt. It had been an instinctual
glandular thing as the overwhelmingly spicy taste of aroused female
flesh permeated the dog’s sharp senses.

Finally, confused and overwhelmed by the growing pressure in his own
loins, Prince had backed away, not being able to handle at the moment
his sensory overload. He stood hesitantly before Victoria’s staring
bulging eyes, waiting, whining with excitement, his bright scarlet cock
growing ever longer and harder beneath him.

For a few moments Victoria could not think at all, fascinated by the
sight of that canine penis presented before her in its full glistening
erectness, slowly becoming aware of the sensations of pure sensual
hunger that great animal member was causing deep up inside her love-
denied cunt. The mesmerized girl let herself slowly submerge into that
need before she realized with sudden horror the terrible nature of the
idea that was building in her mind. An idea too obscene for even the
most depraved person.

She wanted Prince to fuck her! Yes, fuck her with that huge beautiful
cock that now stood stiffly out in its full erection, the cock she had
helped harden by the power of her own bodily abandon. A desperate
struggle began in the girl’s confused and over-stimulated mind. Why
not? she thought. Who would know? And then immediately she knew that
she would know, and the frightened young virgin was afraid that such a
memory might be more than she could live with. Shame grappled with
sexual hunger as the aroused young girl tried to think rationally, but
she was far past the ability to reason. It was now or never, her nerves
screamed, and with a little helpless groan the naked teenager slid
slowly from the bed until she was kneeling before the now hungrily
whimpering animal. That did it! The aural evidence of Prince’s own
physical need was enough to tip the scales of the agonized girl’s
conscience — that and the lewd sight of a drop of seminal fluid
glistening like a jewel at the tapered point of that red glistening
shaft, promising to fill her with pleasure and satisfy the terrible
hunger in her naked belly.

With a moan of surrender, the young blonde virgin turned her back
towards the German shepherd and dropped to her hands and knees, lewdly
presenting her buttocks to the waiting animal like a bitch in heat. All
hesitation gone now, excitedly aware of the obscene nature of the act
she was about to commit, the inflamed young woman looked back over her
shoulder and hissed:

“Come on, Prince, fuck me. Put your beautiful cock in my cunt and fuck
me until I howl.” Prince immediately understood her tone if not her
words, and the big animal stalked forward, his huge penis jerking and
dancing beneath his hairy torso as he moved. And if Victoria’s verbal
invitation wasn’t enough … the dog could not have mistaken her
gesture as the girl lewdly reached back to part her swollen cuntal
lips, presenting her pink-petaled vaginal opening back to the eager
animal.

The big dog easily mounted the girl’s offered buttocks, his strong
furry legs gripping tightly around Victoria’s smooth torso. All
instincts told the excited beast to bury his aching cock deep up
between Victoria’s expectantly quivering ass-cheeks, but he couldn’t
find the entrance. Slipping and dancing in the moist wet cleft between
the crouching teenager’s buttocks, time and time again the scarlet
needle-shaped tip failed to enter, although it caught for a moment at
the tiny puckered opening of Victoria’s anus, almost ramming brutally
in before the frightened girl was able to twist away from the unwanted
rectal impalement.

Sobbing with frustration and embarrassment, the kneeling young blonde
finally reached back under her body with one hand and took the dog’s
slippery penis in her fingers. Prince whimpered as he felt the cool
pressure against his cock but when he made no move to pull away,
Victoria guided the rigid shaft slowly forward, inserting it finally
between her passion-swollen pussy lips, sliding the sharp tapered tip
sensuously up and down as she made sure it was well lubricated with her
own heated sex-juices. Then the panting young coed tremblingly planted
the tip of the organ burning so hotly against her fingers tightly up
against the entrance to her virginal vagina and then braced herself for
the shock to come.

“Come on, Prince,” she gasped over her shoulder to the huge dog. “Ram
it in! Fuck me! Fuck your dog-cock right into me!” And that’s just what
Prince did. Sensing finally that he was at the entrance to his long-
sought goal, the powerful German shepherd only did what nature
demanded. He fucked forward!

Mercilessly that huge pole of scarlet dog-flesh tore into the virginal
pussy before it, never stopping until the dog’s sperm-bloated balls
crushed up against Victoria’s widely stretched cuntal lips. As soon as
the animal sensed his complete penetration of the kneeling girl before
him he began to ram into her with relentless jackhammer drives,
machine-like, as he animal-fucked the helplessly cringing Victoria.

“Aaaaaaagh, uuuuuuuunnnnhh,” the stunned girl managed to gasp out,
amazed at the sudden sharp pain that exploded in her never before
penetrated cunt at the dog’s first brutal lunge. Instinctively she
tried to crawl forward to escape the cruel puncturing of her hymen but
found she could not shake loose Prince’s powerful forelegs that clamped
vise-like around her body. As she tried to move forward, the dog
followed, dancing on his hind legs, never missing a stroke as he
continued to fuck into the wailing Victoria.

And that was the incredible scene Ben Wright saw before him as he stood
in shocked wonder just outside the glass doors to Victoria’s room,
watching his own dog fucking the beautiful blonde teenager he had
always desired for himself. The innocent young girl who had seemed so
unobtainable, almost mysteriously above him. Victoria the virgin, the
pure, the untouchable. Fucking his dog.

Chapter 6

When Ben arrived at Victoria’s dormitory, he had stealthily gone around
to the back, rather than to the front door, telling himself he didn’t
want to alarm the girl for no good reason. The big man stayed close to
the wall as he approached the sliding glass doors so that he would not
be observed. Since it was a warm day, the doors were open a little and
Ben had no trouble hearing the strange sounds that floated out from
behind the drapes; moans and gasps and panting whines, both human and
animal. After a few moments hesitation, the spying, hung-over old
security guard cautiously reached a hand through the open doors and
pulled the curtain aside a fraction, and that’s when he saw it.

By then Victoria was sliding off the bed and getting on her knees in
front of Princes and Ben had to choke back a gasp as his red-veined
eyes took in the pink and ivory-white, perfection of the young girl’s
naked body. As she knelt before his dog, Ben could see that her eyes
were wild and shining with passion and the soft golden down nestling
between her tender young thighs was soaking wet with her vaginal
secretions. My God, what has she been doing? the middle-aged Peeping
Tom thought to himself, wondering if he had started the d.t.’s.

But if he could hardly believe what was before his eyes, what happened
next completely disoriented him as his long lusted after little teenage
friend dropped down on her hands and knees before his dog, her tightly
swelling ass-cheeks raised high, and begged the animal to fuck her! Ben
hardly dared breathe as he watched awestruck through the narrow opening
in the curtain. Unbelieving, he saw his own German shepherd mount the
girl’s obscenely presented buttocks knowing it was going to be
impossible for that huge scarlet dog-cock to ever fit into the tiny
pink opening the virginal young girl was offering to the wildly aroused
animal. To his own further surprise the old watchman found that somehow
his own cock was in his hands although he barely remembered having
unzipped his fly to work the heavy flaccid member out through the
opening. He was absentmindedly stroking it into pulsating hardness now
as he watched the drama unfolding just a few yards from his bulging
eyeballs.

For one long moment he saw his pet’s swollen scarlet penis poised at
the opening to Victoria’s tight young cunt, held there by her own
trembling fingers, and then without warning it disappeared from view,
driven deep into the squirming flesh before it by the powerful animal.
It was no surprise to Ben when the crouching Victoria cried out in
pain, the only wonder was that she had been able to take that monstrous
pole of flesh at all. Ben began to pump his own swelling cock more
furiously as he watched the naked young girl cringe before the madly
humping animal behind her, constant little cries and painful whimpers
coming from her beautiful young throat.

And inside the dormitory room, having tried to no avail to escape the
terrible impalement of Prince’s driving cock, Victoria knew that there
was no turning back now. She would have to go on to the end, no matter
how much it hurt, go on until Prince emptied his hot animal sperm deep
up into her, his feral passion finally satiated.

The pain-wracked young teenager tried to open her thighs wider, hoping
it would lessen the pain in her cruelly stretched vagina, and indeed it
did help. Even so, Victoria could feel that huge fleshy dog-cudgel
ramming again and again like a rubbery pile-driver deep up into the
unused depths of her virginal pussy until it felt as if her hips were
going to be split wide open. Low, shuddering, pain-filled moans escaped
in a continual stream from lips pulled tightly back over her even white
teeth. Wham, wham, wham, those hairy animal loins thudded resoundingly
into her widespread buttocks, each fierce advance ramming that
merciless scarlet spear another fraction of an inch deeper into her
young plundered loins.

Then to her surprise, the whimpering teenager found that it did not
hurt anymore. In fact, it felt … good. Little by little the pain-
filled expression on the girl’s lovely young face turned into a blind
stare of passionate acceptance as she crouched in helpless submission
before the humping animal behind. Then, almost without warning, the
young blonde felt her hips begin a mindless, automatic motion back
against the invading animal-penis, and in another moment the suddenly
maddened young woman was twisting her buttocks around in lewd circles
of abandoned passion, mewling and moaning in lascivious pleasure.

Oh, God, she thought, if this is how it feels to get fucked, then she
could understand why Penny had devoted so much of her time to it.
Fingers could never do this for a girl, no, it took a cock, a male
cock, even a dog-cock like the one that was filling her with more
pleasure than she had ever thought possible.

The sex-enchanted coed tried to look back under her kneeling body to
see that marvelous red rod of flesh disappearing up into her grasping
cunt, but she could only see the hairy canine balls as they swung
repeatedly against her desire-swollen clitoris, causing her additional
jolts of lewd pleasure. With one hand the straining girl reached back
towards her own pussy and let her fingers encircle Prince’s slippery
wet cock as it flashed in and out between her sensitive cuntal lips, at
the same time letting her knuckles dig gratifyingly into her own
genital flesh.

The sweating, panting, moaning girl felt a rush of obscene forbidden
pleasure come over her as the full realization of what she was doing
hit her. Somehow the very thought of crouching lewdly on the floor,
offering her pure young body up to a panting animal to fuck added
another dimension of lust-filled depravity to the sensations and
emotions that were already ravaging her wildly aroused young body. God,
how utterly … obscene, the no longer innocent virgin, thought to
herself in pleased amazement while ever-growing pleasure radiated
through her shamelessly used body.

Ben, too, outside the window, was panting with arousal from the sheer
depravity of the unnatural scene before him as he lecherously watched
the thick scarlet dog-cock disappear with ferocious regularity up into
his young blonde idol’s squirming pink pussy-hole. One of his powerful
hands held the drapes open wider and wider while the other was wrapped
in a death-grip around his own massively erect penis.

“Oooohhh, ooohhh, ooohhh,” he heard the girl chant in obvious pleasure
as she moved her buttocks back against Prince’s hard-driving loins. Ben
began to pump his own cock with increased vigor as he watched the
changing expressions flicker over Victoria’s passion-distorted face.
The moaning girl was obviously completely enraptured by the wonderful
animal-fucking she was receiving from behind. With no conscious intent
Ben found that his pummeling of his own lust-thickened shaft had taken
up the same tempo as Prince’s cock fucking rhythmically into the tight
pink girl-cunt before it. Ben could see it all since Victoria was
turned flighty away from him, could see that merciless glistening shaft
sawing relentlessly in and out, drawing back the soft clinging vaginal
flesh on the out-stroke and then ramming it back inside each time the
big animal lunged forward. But the most exciting thing to the watching,
masturbating man was the completely wild, committed way that Victoria
moved her own ass-cheeks back to seek fulfillment from the hard red
staff plunging deep up into her seething little belly.

Never in his whole life had Ben ever seen a woman so passionately
involved, so lost in lust, and he knew that somehow he would have to
have her, no matter what it cost. What the hell was he doing out here
anyhow, with that red-hot little piece of tail just scant yards away,
forced to satisfy herself with an animal? It hardly seemed sensible to
the watching man’s tortured, titillated brain that he should be out
here pulling on his own hungry cock while his goddamn dog was humping
the wildest piece of squirming hot cunt this side of the moon. The
frustrated security guard decided to gamble. He just had to take the
chance. With decision, he pushed aside the curtains and entered the
room.

As each new thrust from the slaving Prince jolted further delights into
her already passion-flooded body, Victoria found her mind wandering
back to the times when she had been necking with young men and had been
able to feel their erect penises pressing against her thigh through
their trousers. At the time, the innocent young girl had been disgusted
and sickened, but now she wondered how she would have reacted if she
had known just how wonderful a cock could feel, plundering deep up into
her cunt. Cock, cock, cock, the young ex-virgin thought to herself, her
eyes closed in dreamy ecstasy, how different it all seemed now. Under
the constant stimulation she was receiving from Prince’s massive penis,
the young girl dreamed of a world populated by innumerable cocks,
enough to keep her satisfied the rest of her days.

And lo and behold, as she finally opened her eyes, the crazily bucking
girl found an enormous swollen cock standing rigidly out right in front
of her face as Ben Wright dropped heavily to his knees in front of her.

“Oh my God,” the startled young girl blurted out and tried to stumble
erect, but Prince’s powerful body pushed her easily back to the floor.

“That’s all right, don’t be afraid,” Ben said hastily to the frightened
student. “It’s only me, your old friend, Ben. I didn’t mean to spy. I
was just malting sure everything was all right with my dog, and I can
see he’s doing better than I ever imagined.”

At first Prince had been alarmed when he saw his master enter, but when
Ben had not made any motions to show that he disapproved of his pet’s
new tricks, the grateful animal returned gladly to the task before him,
redoubling the force of his wild thrusts into the sweet smelling young
human who had opened her lovely body to him. And that turned the trick
for Victoria. “Ooooooooh,” she cried as the ever swelling animal cock
pounded ever deeper up into her. And, “Ooooooooh,” again. For a moment
the young girl’s eyes unfocused a little as though she were looking off
into distant mists, and it suddenly didn’t matter to her who was
kneeling before her. Only that wonderful filling of her hungry cunt
mattered, and now there was a new cock presented before her dreamy
eyes, filling her with further lascivious thoughts.

“We’re friends, aren’t we, Ben?” Victoria managed to gasp out between
thrusts of Prince’s rampaging cock. “You’ll never tell anyone about
this, will you?”

“No, never,” Ben growled hoarsely back to her. “It’s between you and me
and Prince, and … this.” And Ben moved his swollen cock even closer
to the young blonde’s parted lips. Even though it was hard to
concentrate on anything but that magnificent dog-penis fucking into her
from behind, Victoria could not take her eyes away from Ben’s rigid
cock as it jutted forward from out of the coarse dark hair covering his
loins. Just the size alone was enough to overwhelm the panting girl as
she stared at her first human penis. My God, she thought to herself, it
was even bigger than Prince’s! How could a woman take that monstrous
thing up between her legs without being split in two?

Without really willing it, Victoria found her hand moving up to
encircle that great rod of blood-engorged male flesh with cool fingers.
How hot it was, she thought with surprise, and then she could feel
Ben’s pulse beating inside the rubbery shaft like a tiny heart. The
excited girl pushed back the heavy foreskin, revealing the swollen
purple-veined head, slit at the end with a tiny drop of sperm hanging
there, just as it had with Prince. I wonder how that would taste,
Victoria thought, and then she knew that she wanted that huge throbbing
flesh in her mouth. She wanted to sense and savor and taste the whole
of it. Have it rammed into her face while its owner’s dog rammed into
her cunt from behind. Slowly her lovely young face moved closer …
closer … her hand squeezing harder without her even noticing.

As he knelt before this lovely naked creature he had always desired,
Ben could not keep a small groan from breaking from between his
clenched teeth because of the almost painful delight of her touch. Was
she going to do it? Would she suck him? Ben hardly dared let himself
believe it, even though this previously untouchable young beauty was
now squeezing and stroking his pulsating member, drawing spasms of
pleasure from him that he could hardly stand. Although he didn’t want
to do the least thing to alarm her, to break the sensual spell she was
caught in, Ben couldn’t resist reaching forward and gently caressing
the lovely golden head below, letting his fingers slide gently around
to the back of her smooth white neck. Then with his hand there, he
slowly drew Victoria’s questioning face toward his waiting penis.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of,” he crooned gently. “Just take it
into your mouth. Lick it like it was a stick of candy.”

If Victoria had any fear, it was being driven to the back of her numbed
mind every time Prince rammed his burning cock up into her gratefully
accepting pussy. As that giant animal member thrust deep into her to
its fullest extent, the trembling young blonde could feel her vagina
open up like an accepting flower. and a kind of dizzy euphoria swept
over her. And now, before her very face was this rigid throbbing symbol
of all that was happening to her: Ben’s penis.

A new maddening excitement swept over the completely abandoned girl and
she began to pull and jerk harder at the fleshy pole in her hand while
Ben writhed and twisted in blissful agony under her touch. Finally,
unable to stand the temptation another moment, Victoria flicked out her
tiny little tongue and let it glide warmly over the swollen glans. Ben
groaned loudly from the hot searing contact, his whole body spasming as
the lovely blonde student kneeling before him began to run her tongue
in lewd little circles around the tip of his near-bursting penis.

A pungent tang of seminal fluid flooded Victoria’s mouth. filling her
with a new kind of wild excitement. She let her hand slide down the
smooth hot penile shaft and then reach inside Ben’s trousers until her
fingernails were scratching lightly at the wrinkled hair-covered sac of
his balls. At the same time, she took Ben’s cock into her mouth,
feeling the veined underside of the glans sliding erotically over her
tongue until it was all the way back to her tonsils, almost gagging
her. Automatically she began to suck, her ovalled red lips clasping
tightly around the huge lust-swollen shaft sunk so obscenely into her
face.

Ben let his weight fall back on his haunches, afraid that he was going
to collapse from the sheer ecstasy of the coed’s unbelievable mouthing
of his cock. As his heavy loins began to rock slowly up into Victoria’s
face, his meaty hands circled together behind her head to pull her
sucking lips down tighter against his aching penis. The thick cock slid
lecherously in and out of that passion-softened teenage face to the
accompaniment of a wet sucking sound that could clearly be heard above
Ben’s hoarse groans.

Ben stared down at Victoria, hardly daring to believe what was
happening. But there it was right before his very eyes as he watched
the young blonde beauty’s rosy cheeks hollow and fill around his
thrusting hardness her tongue snaking maddeningly around it inside her
hot little mouth. And if that wasn’t enough, Ben could look back over
the nakedly gleaming back underneath him and stare straight into the
glittering eyes of his own German shepherd as the dog humped
repeatedly, endlessly into this little doll’s squirming vagina.

Christ — Christ, Ben thought to himself, wild sexual fantasies racing
through his brain. Yes, this was just the beginning. He would fuck her
later, stick his cock into that sweet little cunt just the way Prince
was now. And she would suck him whenever he wanted it, maybe while he
sucked her too. Christ — Christ, but it felt good. The gasping older
man fumbled down with one hand under Victoria’s quivering body and
found her voluptuously swaying breasts. He began to knead them cruelly,
first the one passion-swollen mound and then the other, rolling and
squeezing the hard little nipples between his fingers until Victoria
whimpered half in pleasure, half in pain, her lustful sucking of his
hurting penis increasing with every second. Ben reveled in the firm
resilience of the girl’s taut young breasts as he molded them like warm
putty in his callused fingers.

Although Victoria had been initially repelled and frightened when Ben
burst in the room, she now found herself totally loving her debased
position as she sucked wantonly at the massive human organ in her mouth
while Prince’s canine shaft of pleasure trapped her from the rear.
Never in her young life had the blonde student known such perverse
bliss as she felt now, while being buffeted back and forth between the
t