Normal is a frequently used word, yet a word whose exact meaning is as elusive as the term, perverse. What those two words imply seems to vary from nation to nation, from community to community, from person to person.-
Among one African tribe it is considered obscene to expose one's back to others. In many Eskimo communities it is the height of hospitality for a man to offer his wife to a guest.
Carol Tyler outwardly appears to be an average American wife and mother, yet behind the scenes she behaves in ways many would consider abnormal and perverse.
PERVERT WIFE-a novel of major interest to any who hope to find and define their own standards of correct behavior. The story of one woman seeking to resolve her moral conflicts and find inner happiness.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Carol Tyler felt her hot, fat cunt-lips shudder under her juice-soaked panties as she watched her sixteen-year-old son playing fetch with his new German shepherd. She ground her firm, creamy thighs together, squeezing her throbbing clit in between her sensitive pussy-flaps while the big gray and white dog ran ahead of her son.
"Don't run him around so much, Ian!" Carol called out from the patio. She crossed her legs under the white wrought-iron garden table, feeling a trickle of twat-juice seep out of her hot hole and ooze down her trembling thighs.
"He needs the exercise, Mom!" the boy shouted back to his mother as he grabbed the stick from the panting dog's mouth and threw it toward the grove of cypress tress that bordered their large back yard. Carol smiled and shook her head, pushing back her silky, long black hair and taking another long sip from her vodka martini. She hadn't felt this relaxed for several months-not since the beginning of the divorce proceedings against her husband Dan.
"Ugh!" she groaned out loud involuntarily, feeling shivers of terror and disgust grip her spine. Carol took another drink from her martini and leaned back in the green-cushioned patio chair. She closed her eyes, letting her mind drift back six months to that cold February night. She and Dan had just had another of their daily violent arguments. As usual, this one was about his drinking ,too much and her mothering Ian excessively.
"I don't give a fuck what you say," Dan slurred out as he staggered away from her toward the bathroom. "The way you keep after that kid, I wouldn't be surprised if he has his cock in you by tomorrow."
"You're sick! SICK!" Carol shrieked, reaching out and grabbing a large green ashtray and hurling it at her husband. Dan slammed the bathroom door just in time as glass shattered all over the living room.
"You're with that damned bottle so much, it's no wonder I pay more attention to Ian than to you!" she screamed through the door. Carol kicked the door violently with her right foot, then wheeled around and stormed out of the house. She needed some air to clear her head.
Thank God Ian's upstate visiting his aunt, she had thought to herself as she wandered through the grove of cypresses. Carol had been thinking about getting a divorce for over a year now. At first she thought that a marriage of any kind-even a bad one-was better than no marriage for her son. Now, she wasn't so certain about that. Dan's drinking had become incresingly worse. He had violent moments when he nearly killed her. And recently he'd accused her of wanting to fuck her own son.
What was embarrassing was that he was right. In the past few months Carol found herself staring at Ian's smooth, slender body. He'd grown to over six feet. Her son worked as hard at keeping his body smoothly muscular as he worked at his studies. His shoulders were well-molded and broad, but in perfect proportion to his 26-inch waist. His sandy blond hair was an excellent match for his blue eyes, eyes that were always intense and restless.
His body was smooth and practically hairless except for the crotch. Carol had seen him once or twice in the shower when he hadn't quite closed the bathroom door and the shower curtain. She'd gasped at the size of his cock. There was a forest of thickly matted blond crotch hair that bushed about his hefty tool. Carol suspected that Ian was proud of his long cock, a smooth, narrow spear that was free of any knobby veins or wrinkled foreskin. The prick-head was almost perfectly rounded except at the base where it flared out like a mushroom cap.
Once when Ian was swimming in the back-yard pool, Carol thought that he wanted her the way she'd begun to itch for him. He had just climbed out of the pool and was drying himself off. She lay on an inflated rubber raft, floating in the middle of the pool as she watched him. Suddenly he stopped toweling himself and turned around. Carol tried to shift her eyes away but couldn't. For several seconds she thought she could feel sexual heat and electricity sparking in the hot, heavy air between them. A noticeable bulge began to grow between Ian's dripping legs, and Carol felt her pussy heat up like a blast furnace. If she hadn't been in the middle of the pool then, God only knows what would have happened. As it was, the episode passed by without either of them mentioning it.
There was one more thing Carol had begun to notice about herself. Her husband's drinking and decreasing sexual drive began to drive her toward the family pet Irish setter as well as Ian. At first Carol assumed that the flutterings of her cunt-lips every time the dog brushed against her leg was just s the result of the dog's long silky hairs tickling her body. But gradually she began to realize that she was staring at King's knotty prick almost as much as she was staring at Ian's crotch. When the dog ran across the back yard, she found herself licking her lower lip excitedly as she riveted her eyes on the Setter's jouncing cock and balls. When he lay curled around her feet, Carol would begin to scratch the dog under his chin. Then she slowly lowered her hand until she was sliding it under his stomach, massaging his muscular belly until she could feel the tip of his sheathed cock bump up against her fingers. Her clit would pop up from her moistened, puffy labes as she'd stroke the whimpering setter's cock until its slippery red tip slid out of its furry sheath and twitched angrily in between her fingers.
Oh, my God! What's happening to me? she asked herself over and over as she wandered through the grove of cypresses.
Carol didn't know how long she'd been out of the house. But gradually she became aware of the cold night air.
Hoping that Dan had gone off to a bar, she picked her way carefully across the back yard and headed for the house. She saw that all the lights were off and let out a small sigh of relief. Dan was probably in town getting plastered. Then he'd try to pick up some cunt. Carol laughed to herself. She knew that his drinking had torn apart his sex life. All he could do was slam his limp prick against a hot snatch and moan in frustration.
As she reached for the knob of the kitchen door, she thought she heard the sound of talking inside.
"Who's there?" she called out nervously.
Carol pressed her ear against the window of the back door, but didn't hear a thing. Deciding it was just a case of nerves, she turned the knob and walked inside the room.
As she walked through the kitchen, Carol heard something fall to the floor in the living room.
"Who's there?" she asked again. This time she was frightened. Dan obviously hadn't locked the back door. Maybe a burglar, or worse had slipped in.
"Hey, come on in here, honey," Dan said drunkenly.
"I thought you'd gone," Carol said disappointedly as she sighed deeply and walked into the living room. She had just stepped past the doorway when she felt someone grab her roughly from behind and pin her arms back.
"Got her?" Dan asked gruffly.
"What's going on?" Carol cried out, struggling desperately as she felt a large, muscular hand slide around her side and reach up to her tits, mashing in her nipples.
"Shut up, you bitch!" Dan said angrily as he stumbled over to the end table and flicked on the table lamp.
"Oh, my God!" Carol whispered in terror. Dan was lurching from side to side by the lamp. But what frightened her were the four other men standing in a tight circle four feet away from her. The man behind her kept squeezing her tits rhythmically, and started to grind his crotch against her firm ass-cheeks.
"Who are these people?" Carol asked desperately as she felt her wrists nearly crushed by the man's grip-
"Friends of mine-friends I met at the bars you like me to go to," Dan answered as he tried to steady himself. "They all know you've got a hot cunt. I've told them all about it," he said as he leered at her tits.
"Ohhhh!" Carol groaned as the man behind her dragged her roughly to the center of the room. He still squeezed her boobs like two big sponges while he rubbed his bulging crotch against her butt for relief.
"Take her fuckin' clothes off," Dan growled.
"P-P-Please don't!" Carol protested, instinctively reaching up and clutching the top part of her dress as the man behind her wheeled her around. His face was twisted in a drunken sneer as he pulled her hands away and wrapped his fingers around her neckline. The sound of ripping material filled the room. Carol closed her eyes and moaned in terror as she felt the cool night air rush in around her titties.
"Jesus, look at the size of them boobs!" the man said, dropping the torn part of her dress and staring at her bra-confined jugs.
"Hey, Joe, she's all yours if ya want her," Dan said as he stumbled for the liquor cabinet.
"No! NOOOOO!!" Carol cried out as she backed away from the man. His eyes were glued on her mammoth, heaving tits while his hands seemed to be fastened to his groin. She saw the distinct outline of a long, fat cock throbbing against his tight Levi's and knew that he intended to fuck her.
"Come back here, cunt!" Joe yelled as he lurched forward and grabbed the running Carol away from the front door and yanked her back into the living room. The other men cheered as they watched Joe spin her around and slam her violently against him. He grabbed her hair and pulled it back, forcing her face up. While tears welled up and spilled out of Carol's blue, terrified eyes, Joe leaned forward and clamped his lips tightly against hers.
"MMMgff!" Carol protested weakly. But there was a new sensation gripping her pussy. Dan hadn't fucked her in over two months. In that time her snatch had been fired up by both Ian and King, the Irish setter. Now there were five hot, hard cocks in the room ready to slide up her twat. Feeling frightened, shamed and abused, Carol realized she was growing hotter and hotter at the same time.
"Hey, this bitch really wants it," Joe said as he pulled away and worked his fingers under her bra strap.
Carol heard the other men laugh when they saw she wasn't fighting Joe any more. They cheered him on as he cupped both her firm ass-cheeks and worked his thick, muscular fingers into her sensitive flesh.
"Ohhhh!" Carol cried out as Joe backed away and let her go, reaching down and pulling off his white T-shirt. The thick matting of black, wiry hair on his broad chest seemed to sparkle with sexual excitement as he reached out and pulled her back against him. His body hairs scratched her panting belly as he reached back and started tugging at her bra strap. This time Carol helped him. She moved her arm around until she could feel the metal snap that held both ends of her bra together. In an instant the material flew apart and Carol's tits flew out into the air.
"Jeeesus!" Joe whistled as he stared at her hanging jugs. Her reddish-brown stiffened nipples had popped out from the surrounding flesh and throbbed angrily. Carol moaned and reached up, cupping her pendulous titties and squeezing the aching nipples as Joe started to unbutton his Levi's.
"Take off the rest of that dress, honey," he said. Carol noticed a new tone of almost gentleness in his voice. All of a sudden, she didn't care if the room was filled with leering men. She didn't "are if her own husband was only a few feet away. For the first time in months a man wanted to fuck her twitching box. She was going to give it to him no matter who and how many people were there.
Carol pulled off what was left of her torn dress and pushed down her panties as Joe pushed through the first snap of his jeans.
"Ohhhh, baby!" he groaned as he stared at her slender waist.
Carol looked down and saw that her outer labes had swollen up enormously and were scarlet with excitement. Trickles of boiling cunt-juice bubbled out from between her fat, hot pussy-flaps and oozed down her long, tapered legs. As she ran her right hand through her juice-soaked beaver, Carol felt a series of spasms rip through her snatch and shoot up to her aching nipples.
"UNNNghhh!" she groaned, closing her eyes for a minute to let the waves of contractions pass. When she opned them again, Carol saw some black curly crotch hair poking its way into the air just above the second snap in Joe's Levi's. She lowered her eyes slightly and saw that his cock was obviously fully extended. Carol could see it throbbing through the blue material, and it excited her even more.
Joe moved his hand to the second snap, popping it open. This time, more black cock hairs poked their way out. Carol was growing more excited every second. Her erect clit beat like a drum against her puffy, juicing snatch-lips while her tits screamed for the man's thick fingers. Sweat poured down her belly, mingling with the torrents of cunt-juice that had already saturated her silky black pussy-hairs.
"Please!" Carol moaned in a little girl's voice.
"Hear that, guys? My old lady's beggin' for cock!" Joe said drunkenly as Carol walked slowly over to the couch and sat down. She spread her legs wide apart, exposing her red-hot juicing cunt-hole as she slid her fingers slowly up and down her puffy labes.
"OHHHhhh!" she gasped in excitement as Joe completely tore open his Levi's and his blood-engorged cock sprang free and bobbed crazily in the air. This man's cock was nothing like Ian's or King's. Thick knobby veins ringed his reddish-purple prick. The forest of body hair that covered his chest ran down around the base of his cock and nearly hid his heavy balls from view. His prick-head twitched angrily as drops of pre-cum oozed freely from his expanding piss-slit.
Before she knew what was happening, Joe was on top of her, licking her neck, tonguing her shoulders, probing her armpits, sliding his tongue around her sunken navel. Carol was going wild. The sensation of Joe's hairy body was completely new to her. Every body hair seemed to find a corresponding sensitive nerve-ending on her sleek body that made her swollen clit throb more wildly.
"AIYEEE!!" Carol cried out as Joe drove his tongue hard against her navel. Then he clamped his lips around it and sucked hard. He repeated it over and over, driving Carol wild with ecstasy.
"Fuck her! Fuck her!" the other four men moaned together as they unzipped their Levi's and took out their cocks. Carol opened her eyes once and saw four pricks jerking wildly in the air all around her. It was like a dream come true. Prick-meat, cock-meat-miles and miles of it steaming directly overhead, and she could pick and choose which cock she wanted. Well, she wanted all of them-every one jammed up her aching snatch!
"OHHH!!" Carol cried out as she thrashed around on the couch. She would have fallen off if she weren't still gripped by Joe's thick, iron-hard arms.
Joe ran his tongue back up to Carol's neck, then down to her right nipple. He cupped his lips over it and sucked so hard that he almost tore the taut skin from its surrounding areola. Carol felt her nipple spring out even more in his mouth, and cried out in pleasure as he ran his tongue over it in rapid flickers.
"OHHHH, SUCK IT, BABY! SUCK MY TITS!!" she screamed as she arched her body and drove it against Joe's hard belly.
Joe took his mouth off with a loud popping sound and quickly clamped his lips to the left nipple. He did the same thing with the same results.
"Ohhh, baby, this ain't fair! You're gettin' all the fun and I'm lettin' these five little ladies do all your work for you," he said, looking down at his fingers wrapped around his quivering cock.
"Wh-What d-do you want me to do?" Carol stammered as she saw his red prick-head stare angrily at her.
"Suck it, babe," he said, inching up on the couch until his swinging fuck-sacs jangled directly above her nose.
"I-I don't know how!" Carol said honestly. She'd never sucked a cock before in her life. She'd always thought that that was a little perverted. Now, all she wanted was instructions.
"It's easy, babe. Just relax," he said as he lowered his crotch until his balls barely touched Carol's parted lips. The woman stuck out her tongue, running it along the bottom of each ball, exploring every wrinkle, every inch of skin She moved her mouth around in tiny sucking motions, drawing his fuck-sacs deeply into her mouth, then moving them out again.
"JESUS CHRIST!!" Joe cried out, slamming his hairy groin against Carol's upturned face. He could feel his hot jism sloshing around every time Carol sucked in his balls. It was demanding to scream through his cock and spray the air. But Joe was controlling himself. He pulled away from Carol and inched down a little until his spasming prick-head was even with her lips.
"UMMMmmm!" Carol groaned hungrily as she opened her mouth again. She didn't swallow his cock all at once. She moved her mouth to the base of Joe's cock and started flicking her tongue at it. She flicked the back, the front, the middle and the top before sliding back to its base again. She watched as her tiny, teasing tongue-flicks made Joe's swollen prick throb and wiggle. It bounced against his belly, then slammed against her chin as the man groaned and shook with every spasm.
"Jesus! SHIIIT! Slow down or I'll shoot all over the fuckin' room!" Joe cried.
"Hey, man! You do that and we'll take over!" one of the men groaned as his cock began to jerk uncontrollably in his hand. Suddenly Carol felt something hot, wet and sticky splatter against her right leg.
"UNNNNGHHH! AWWWW, FUCK!!" the man cried out as thick wads of cum spat out from his jerking prick and arched into the air, splattering onto Carol's leg and belly. Normally something like that would have made her scream in disgust and fear. But the sensation of hot male jizz oozing down her body only excited her more. r
"OOHHHHH!" she groaned, drawing Joe's swollen puple cock-head slowly and steadily into her mouth. She used her tongue to slide back and forth under the tip.
"UNNNNGHHHH!! Ahhhh, shit, you're fan-fuckin'-tastic! AWWW, FUCK!! Your mouth's good and hot!" Joe cried.
Carol continued to draw Joe's cock farther in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the thick shaft. She caressed every throbbing vein with her massaging tongue as Joe hunched his powerful hairy thighs forward.
"Take my dick all the way, baby! All the way down to your fuckin' gut!" he grunted hoarsely.
Carol felt his powerful hands grip the back of her head. Suddenly she felt herself pushed forward. His cock shot past her tonsils and down into her throat. She gagged and almost vomited. Joe pulled his prick back and looked down at her.
"Little bit too much for ya?"
"Oh, noooo," she groaned, reaching down and sticking two fingers of her right hand into her spasming snatch as she pushed her head forward again and swallowed the full length of Joe's twitching cock.
"Look at that bitch suck!" the man who had just shot his wad against Carol's thrashing body said. His friends grunted approval and continued rubbing their cocks gently with their fingers. They didn't want to blow their loads into the air like their friend. They were saving it up for Carol's hot snatch.
"MMMMGhff!" Carol groaned as she kept up her swirling cock-massage.
"Hey, baby. I wasn't plannin' to let you suck me off," Joe said hoarsely as he moved his hips back and pulled his stiff prick out of her mouth.
"OHHHHhhh, God!" she groaned, falling back on the couch and hunching up her hips! Her clit throbbed wildly and ached for relief. She splayed her thighs wide apart threw up her legs, stretching her twitching cunt-lips apart as she whimpered for Joe's throbbing cock.
"Jesus, look at them snatch-lips!" one of the men said as he leaned forward and nearly shoved his nose up her pussy. Joe reached out and pushed him away.
"You'll have your turn," he said greedily as he slowly massaged Carol's sweating thighs. She felt his powerful fingers trace lightly across her sensitive skin, inching closer and closer to her quivering pussy. Every time he neared her swollen labes, Carol gasped with delight, hoping that now he'd touch her throbbing box. Then he'd draw his fingers back to her knees, leaving her twat begging for relief once more.
"Want my cock, baby?" Joe whispered hoarsely.
"Yes! Oh, yes, yes, yes!" she panted, running her arms over his neck and chest as she tried to draw him against her.
"Where you want it, babe?" he asked gruffly.
"Oh, shit! Down there! IN MY CUNT, DAMN YOU!!" she cried out desperately.
"Right there, babe? This the place?" he asked sarcastically as his hand reached her gash and squeezed her spasming pussh gently.
"OHHHhhh!" Carol groaned, closing her eyes and tossing her asscheeks high into the air as a series of clit-tearing spasms exploded through her steaming snatch. Joe drew his hand back and looked at it.
"Jesus, fuck! The bitch is juicing like a water fountain!" she said as he showed his hand covered with layers of fresh, hot twat-juice.
"UNNghhh!" Carol groaned again as Joe's fingers worked hungrily over her labes, milking the slippery, sensitive edges together as more cunt-juice boiled out from her box and seeped down her thighs to the couch cushion below.
"Hey, man, you gonna jerk her off or somethin'?" one of the men asked.
"Fuck, no," Joe whispered hoarsely. "Bring her husband over here. It's a real turn-on to fuck the wife with the husband watchin'," Joe said.
One of the men dragged Dan from the bar over to the couch. He'd been slowly drifting off into a drunken sleep when they roused him.
"Hey, watch it!" he complained as he swayed from side to side.
"You wanna watch me fuck your old lady?" Joe said as he crept back on the couch and lowered his head to Carol's crotch.
She was completely oblivious as to what was going in around her. All she could think of was her aching snatch and Joe's thick, meaty prick only inches away. Suddenly she felt his hot, heavy breath against her wet cunt-hairs. It blew through the thick matting and sailed into her steaming snatch.
"AIYEEE!!" she cried out, hunching her thighs forward as she tried to impale her twat onto his nose. Joe pulled back, then stuck out his tongue and started lapping greedily at her streaming pussy-juice. He ran his thick, sensuous tongue up and down her snatch-lips, carefully avoiding her jerking clit. Carol knew that he was purposely teasing her, driving her up the wall to make his fucking something that would make her body explode.
"Like it, baby?" Joe groaned. The vibrations of his voice traveled through her sensitive cunt-walls, setting off another series of explosive contractions in her snatch.
"UNNNGHHH! WWWWHHHH!!" Carol cried out again as she tossed her head mindlessly from side to side.
"For Christ's sake, fuck her!" one of the men cried out as Joe buried his head in her hairy snatch and slid his lips up to her clit, cupping them tightly around the tiny, throbbing organ. He sucked at it gently.
"Oh! OOOOOHH!! AYEEEE!! SHIIIITTT!! ARRRGHHH!!" Carol cried out as Joe sucked and sucked at her twitching clit. She felt electric bolts of pleasure shoot out of her passion-nub and explode in her shit-hole and tits. Her entire body throbbed in sympathy to her spasming clit as Joe tongued and sanded it.
"Easy, boy, don't make me come now," one of the men warned.
"Right! Right!" he panted, backing away and inching forward again on his knees. Suddenly Dan seemed to sober up and realize what was happening.
"Hey, you can't do that to my wife!" he said angrily.
"What?" Joe cried out in surprise.
"I said get away from her!" Dan yelled, reaching forward and trying to push Joe off the couch.
"Hey, somebody get him away," Joe said, pushing Dan roughly. He would have jumped off the couch and crushed him between his powerful arms, but he didn't want Carol to lose the hot edge that was gripping her pussy now.
"Hey, man, you invited us here to fuck your old lady. Now we're gonna do it whether you like it or not," one of the men said as he roughly pushed Dan away.
"I said-" Dan began.
"Deck him!" Joe ordered as he positioned his angry red prick-head directly above Carol's twitching cunt-lips.
"UNNNGHHHH!!" Dan cried out as two of them men dragged him across the living-room floor and knocked him unconscious....
CHAPTER TWO
"Fuck MEEEE!!" Carol cried out, unaware and uncaring what was happening to her husband.
"Don't disappoint the lady, Joe," the other man urged as he hunched his powerful hairy ass-cheeks forward.
His thick cock-head slammed against Carol's swollen twat-lips, then slid inside her fiery fuck-tunnel. As the knob jammed in, Carol's snatch-lips closed over it. Joe didn't slide any more of his shaft in just yet. He wanted to enjoy the feeling of her fat, hot labes clenching the base of his spasming prick-head as long as he could. Slowly, almost mechanically, Joe began to rotate his hips, reaming out Carol's contracting cunt with his pulsating cock-head.
"OHHH! ARRRGHHH!! FUCK MEEEEE!! GODDAMN IT!!! FUCK MEEEE!!!" Carol screamed mindlessly. She could feel his dick churning around just inside her outer labes. Gradually it pushed farther and farther into her hole. His cock-meat disappeared inch by hot, thick inch as Carol hunched her hips up to swallow more and more of Joe's prick.
"Ohhh, babe!" Joe groaned as he felt her cunt-walls grip and shudder under his intial attack.
"OHHHH!!" she answered him back as she begged for more cock. "More! GIVE ME MORE COCK!!" she screamed over and over as she pleaded for his meat.
Joe gave it to her slowly, continuing to ream out her twitching fuck-hole with his jerking prick-head.
"UGH!" Carol gasped as she felt his shaft sink lower and deeper into her gut. She began to wonder if it had an end. Would he keep reaming her forever? Finally she felt Joe's hot, hairy groin press down on her crotch. His heavy, hanging balls slid down her ass and almost burned her sensitive ass-cheeks with their intense sexual heat.
"UNNNGHH!" Joe cried out as he almost collapsed on top of her.
"Look at the way she's screwin' up her face!" one of the men commented breathlessly.
"Looks like she's gonna come right now!" another said as he massaged his prick rapidly.
"OHHHH!" Carol moaned, screwing up her snatch and clamping her juice-slicked cunt-walls tightly against Joe's spasming cock. His iron-hard prick bumed hotly against her contracting snatch-flesh as he shoved his dong in and out of her pussy like a triphammer.
"UNGH!! UNGH!! UNGH!!" Joe groaned with each downward thrust. He felt her cunt clutch harder and harder around his cock as his prick-head throbbed in her hole.
"OHHH!!" Carol moaned as Joe's hairy chest scraped across her tender, itching nipples. She spread her legs as wide apart as she could as she screamed for more cock.
"Good?" Joe grunted half-in coherently.
"UNNGHHH!!" Carol answered, jamming up her sweating thighs to meet his slamming groin.
"Fuck her! Fuck her!" the others chorused out. The living room was filled with the squishing sound of cock and stuffed cunt. The air grew thick, hot and heavy with the smell of sweat and vaporized twat-juice as Carol and Joe shrieked and moaned, thrashed and bucked, fucked and slobbered over each other.
"Oh, FUUUCCCK!!" Carol screamed as she felt Joe hammering against her quivering clit. He kept going, slamming down harder and faster as the weight of his hairy, wet body crushed her deeper and deeper into the couch cushions. She grunted with the force of his fuck-thrusts. Her pussy stretched wider and wider because of his increasingly rapid strokes. She could feel his prick swelling thicker and thicker with each stroke. Carol felt his cock begin to spasm regularly in her snatch and knew that Joe was about to fire his jism into her pussy.
"OHHHH!! NOWWWW! ARRRRGHHHH!!" Carol screamed as she closed her eyes tightly and pulled her sweaty chest up tightly against his. Carol mashed her tits against Joe's belly as she felt his hairy balls quiver. They were contracting, sending jets of steaming cum into his jerking cock.
"BABY! NOW!!!" he cried, lowering his head and clamping his thick lips around her half-inch-long nipples. As he sucked desperately at her swollen tits, his cock sent the first wad of lava-like cum deep into her cunt.
"OHHH, FUUUCCKK!!" Carol responded as she felt the steaming wad blow into her sucking snatch. Another, then another wad squirted into her fuck-hole. Then a torrent of cum inundated her snatch-walls, spilling out of her puffy labes and oozing down her trembling thighs to the cushions below.
"Come, damn it! Come!" Joe grunted, slowly rotating his hips as he ground his shooting dick farther into her snatch.
"AIYEEE!! AIYEEE! AIYEEE!! WAWWW-HHH!!!" Carol shrieked as she felt her clit explode with orgasm. Wave after brain-searing wave of climax tore through her spasming cunt. Her entire body trembled with orgasm. Carol felt her shit-hole spasm while she thought her nipples would rip loose from her tits. It was the first time in months she'd reached this kind of come. It was tearing her apart-and she loved every clit-twitching second of it!
"Look at the bitch!" one man said as he watched Carol lock her ankles behind Joe's neck and pulled herself as tightly against his body as she could.
"FUCK! FUCK!! FUCK!!!" she cried mindlessly as more jism poured into her violated pussy.
Finally the last contraction passed over her trembling clit and Carol opened her eyes. Joe's head hung limply from his shoulders as his powerful, hairy thighs continued to quiver from his massive come. The other men still rubbed their cocks frenziedly. Carol knew that they were expecting the same kind of reaction from her when they mounted her.
"Okay, Joe, you've had your fun. Now it's time for us," one of the men said as he put his hand on Joe's shoulder and pulled him gently away from Carol.
"Whew! She's one hell of a fuck!" Joe said as he backed away and pulled his limp cock out of her slackening cunt.
Carol looked at him in terror. While her cunt was being reamed out by his prick, she didn't think of the others. Now she saw four bobbing pricks and realized that they were planning to rub her cunt raw.
"Please, let me alone," she said as Joe rolled off the couch and staggered to the corner where Dan lay unconscious.
"Honey, you'd better brace yourself," Joe said as he bent down to pick up his Levi's. "They're not gonna let you go until you give 'em what you gave me."
"Ohhhh, I don't think I-" she began. But one of the men had already stripped down and slipped between her legs. Carol tried to push him away. But he was already licking her nipples and massaging her cunt-lips until they began to throb and swell again. He used the gobs of Joe's cum and puddles of her cunt-juice as a lubricant. Before she knew it, she was groaning and writhing on the couch again.
"OHHHhhh, noooo!" Carol groaned. It was starting all over again. She couldn't help herself. Her cunt and clit had a mind of their own, and they demanded inches after hot inches of prick-meat.
The next few hours were a blur to Carol. All she remembered afterward were the cocks bobbing over her face while one prick after another slid into her slick cunt. The couch cushion was drenched with cum and sweat and cunt-juice as one cock after another fired its load of jism into her snatch.
Finally they all left, leaving Carol sprawled out on the couch. Her right leg hung over the edge while her left was draped over the back. Dan was still unconscious in the corner.
My God, what have I done? Carol asked herself, then put her hands to her face and sobbed loudly. She thought of all those men leering at her as she squirmed and thrashed on the couch, whimpering and whining and begging for more dicks. They sloshed their tongues over her tits, sucked on her clit, fingered her asshole, reamed out her cunt for what seemed like hours. How could she ever face any of them again? How could she face her husband or son again?
These questions raced round and round in Carol's brain as she sobbed herself to sleep.
An hour later, Carol suddenly jerked awake. The room was still dimly lit. Dan was still asleep in the corner. Carol moved her eyes over to her snatch and saw King licking furiously at her stretched-open pussy.
"Ohhh, King!" she groaned, reaching up and trying to push the dog's head away.
The setter growled in protest, shoving his head back and continuing to slather her snatch with his doggie-spit.
"Ummm!" Carol cried out involuntarily as she felt his long, pink pointed tongue slide up and over her swelling clit. It felt so good sanding over the tender surface that she hated to get up and move away.
"Ohhhh, lick my cunt, you son-of-a-bitch!" she cried out, thrusting and writhing against him as his tonguing became more frenzied. The dog seemed to love the taste of hot cunt-juice mixed with stale male cum. Carol shuddered and thrashed as the setter tongued her slit, licking her clit, cunt and asshole at various times. Gradually King concentrated on Carol's hot hole, trying to jab the full length of his tongue into her fuck-tunnel as he slurped up her flowing juices.
"NNNNghhh!" Carol moaned as she felt the setter's long tongue snake up her box. She felt the familiar knot of sexual arousal in her belly as the dog jammed his muzzle tightly against her puffy outer labes. The setter's tongue almost made her come as she felt a series of long, throbbing contractions rip through her cunt.
"Ohhh, nooo, boy!" Carol cried out, pushing him gently away and lowering her left leg to the dampened couch cushion. "I want you to fuck me," she groaned, then realized what she said.
Could she do such a thing? Wasn't it unnatural? But then, wasn't it unnatural to let five men fuck her in front of her husband? Carol shrugged off any possible objections from her conscience and rolled over on her belly. She propped herself on her hands and knees, waving her ass like a banner in front of the setter's pointed snout.
"Fuck me!" she whimpered.
The dog seemed to understand, barking excitedly as he pranced impatiently in front of the couch.
"Up here, behind me, damn it!" she cried out impatiently.
The setter barked again, then jumped up on the couch. Carol lowered her head and looked between her heavy, hanging tits. Her sensitive nipples brushed against the dampened cushion as she reached back between her widely splayed legs and wrapped her slender fingers around King's pointed cock.
"Ohhhh, good boy," she said as the dog lurched back at her touch. "Easy. Carol's not gonna hurt you," she said softly as she pulled his prick closer to her quivering snatch.
The setter's prick throbbed in her fingers as she felt hot drops of cum ooze out from his piss-slit. The dog moved forward slightly, just enough so that Carol could get the pointed red tip of his cock against her puffy twat-lips.
Suddenly King lunged forward, burying his spear deep into her tender, throbbing slit.
"Ohhhh!" she groaned as she felt the dog's hot, trembling prick slide deeper into her snatch. More and more of King's cock jammed into her fuck-hole as she felt her belly knot up into tight ball of sexual tension. More than half of his knotty dick was buried in her pussy when she started hunching back. The setter whimpered and wrapped his large forepaws around her heaving belly as he hunched his hindquarters forward and buried the rest of his prick into her twat.
"WOOOWWWW!!" Carol cried out. The sensation of the setter's hot, silky-haired body pressing down against her sweaty back was driving her wild. She bucked against the dog, thrashing her body from side to side as he humped harder and harder against her ass-cheeks. His balls jangled in their sockets, slapping against her upturned buns as his hot tool jammed again and again into her sucking snatch.
"Fuck me, boy! Fuck me, doggie! WAWWHH!!" Carol cried out over and over as a continual series of violent spasms ripped through her cunt. King began to hump against her exposed pussy more strongly. Carol realized that this meant he was going to come. She could feel the dog-cock vibrating uncontrollably in her snatch as she felt her clit drumming wildly against her snatch-lips.
"Come, boy! GODDAMN IT, SHOOT IT IN ME!!" she cried out to the setter as if he were a human lover. She didn't care. His pointed prick was scratching an intense sexual itch that no male cock seemed to touch. The feeling that gripped her aching, juicing cunt now was twice as powerful as the one she'd had with Joe or the other men. Everything in the room disappeared as lights flashed and thunder rolled in her ears. Carol slammed her body against the back of the couch and dug her fingertips into the cushion as she felt the first hot wad of doggie-cum slam into her gripping pussy-walls.
"AIYEEE!!" she screamed like a wounded animal. "OHHH, FUUCCCKKK!!" she cried out, tossing her head wildly from side to side, whipping her long black hair across the couch as she felt her cunt tighten around the setter's exploding prick like a fleshy vise.
Finally she felt her clit hammer uncontrollably, matching the wild jerking of King's firing prick. The two of them thrashed and groaned as rivers of the animal's jism seeped out from her violated fuck-hole and dripped down her shaking legs.
"Ooohhh, boy," Carol finally said as the last contraction swept over her clit.
King jumped down from the couch and trotted happily over to the corner of the living room where Dan was sleeping and curled up next to him. Carol looked at the two of them, then decided that King was a better choice than Dan as a bed mate.
Suddenly her husband jumped up from the living room floor and ran over to the couch. Before Carol could understand what was going to happen, he raised his hand and struck her violently across the face.
"Unnghhh!" she cried over and over as Dan continued to hit her.
"Goddamned fuckin' bitch! Goddamned fuckin' pervert! You don't think I didn't see what you just did? I've been watchin' you, and you look down at me!"
"Stop it! Stop it!" she cried out as she tried to cover her face with her hands.
Suddenly she heard growling and saw King jump up and bite Dan on the left arm.
"Goddamn it!" he cried out, backing away and shrieking in pain. He kicked the dog, trying to pry the setter off his arm. But King continued to hold on.
"Get him off me!" Dan cried out in agony.
"You deserve everything you get," she said, rubbing her face with her hands as she watched her husband crash to the floor and writhe around in agony.
"I'll do anything you want!" he screamed as the dog continued to gnaw on his arm. "A divorce?" she said.
"Anything. ANYTHING!" Dan said as he tried to fight the setter off.
"King, stop it! King, heel!" she cried out.
Almost at once the dog let go and trotted over to her. He sat down at her feet and opened his mouth, panting happily as she ran her fingers over the setter's broad head.
"I'm going to hold you to your promise," Carol said, stroking the animal lovingly. "I'm tired of being married to a slob like you. You're a goddamned fucking failure in everything-from your business life to the bedroom. I want you the hell out of my life," Carol said angrily. "And if you try anything funny, I swear I'll set this dog on you, and any other dog I can get," Carol said.
Dan cringed in the corner, rubbing his bitten arm and watching King cautiously.
"Okay, okay, anything you want, but just don't let go of that dog till I get out of here," Dan said as he inched up the wall, then ran to the bedroom to pack some clothes.
That was six months ago. Since then she hadn't heard from Dan. His lawyer had talked to hers, and they were arranging property settlements and visiting rights for him to see Ian.
It was her son she worried about. Now with Dan gone she had more responsibility. She hid her sexual feelings as she tried to be mother and father to him. As some kind of compensation for Dan's removal, Carol bought him another dog-a German shepherd. Ian loved his new animal as much as he did King. In fact, Carol began to love the dog in about the same way she lusted after her son and the setter.
"Ian, come on in. It's time for dinner," she called out as she rose from the patio chair. She swore to herself that she'd have Ian or the new dog before the day was through.
CHAPTER THREE
"You know, I kind of miss Dad," Ian said as he stuffed his dinner hurriedly in his mouth.
"Take your time, and what do you mean you miss your father? All he'd been doing the last few months was drink-that is, when he wasn't throwing me around the house," Carol said, wincing when she heard Ian mention Dan.
"I'm sorry, Mom. But when he was sober-"
"When he was sober, your father was a wonderful man. But that's all past," she said, reaching over and stroking his blond hair. Her clit quivered like a taut bow string as she felt Ian's silky strands slip over her slender fingers. Maybe tonight she'd sneak into his bedroom and wrap her lips around his slender cock when he was asleep. She wondered if she could blow him without his waking up. Carol had heard of such things being done.
"Well, I've got to run," Ian said, shoving his chair roughly away from the table.
"Where are you going, young man?" Carol asked a little angrily.
"Over to Brenda's," Ian said running toward the kitchen door. "I told you we had a date."
Carol felt a pang of jealousy tear through her body as she tried to hide her feelings from her son.
"Okay, go then. I'll have King and Rex for company," Carol said, guessing that it would be Rex's cock and not Ian's she'd have jammed up her pussy tonight.
"I'll be home early," Ian said as he slammed the door noisily behind him.
Carol sighed and cleared away the dinner dishes from the table, dumping them into the sink and turning on the water. Both Rex and King started barking loudly at the back door when they heard the water running. For some reason this triggered their appetites for their evening meals.
"Okay, you two, quiet or you'll get the cops on my ass," Carol said jokingly as she held the door open and let the setter and German shepherd in.
Carol bent down and opened the cabinet under the sink, reaching in to get the dogs' dry food. Suddenly she felt King's pointed snout jab against her tight, blue shorts.
"Hmmra, want a little snatch, boy?" Carol said as she closed the cabinet door slowly and wriggled her ass against the setter's probing snout. "Ohhhh, but you've had yours before," she said, turning around and sinking to her knees. Both dogs pushed their furry heads against her belly.
"Come on," she said to both of them as she locked the back door and ran to the bedroom. Rex and King trotted after her, barking excitedly as they riveted their eyes on her jouncing ass.
"Ohhhhh!" she moaned, stepping into the darkened bedroom and turning around to face the dogs. Carol closed her eyes and slid her thumbs under the tight waistband of her shorts. With one push she drove her shorts and panties down to her trembling knees. The dogs picked up the scent of her vaporizing snatch-juice and ran forward, opening their mouths and starting to lick at her shaking thighs.
"Easy, easy," Carol said in a quavering voice as she reached behind her and unfastened her halter. Her heavy tits flopped down to her heaving chest as she stepped back and sat on the edge of her king-sized bed.
"Okay, Rex," Carol whispered huskily to the German shepherd. "You first," she said, spreading her legs apart, exposing her red, puffy labes to the panting dog.
"UNNNghh! Oh, lick it, boy!" Carol moaned as she felt the dog's large, sandy tongue slide into her snatch. She leaned back on the bed, hunching her hips up and forward into the shepherd's face as he slathered her cunt with his spittle. Carol twisted and ground her thighs, trapping the animal's large head in between her trembling thighs as his tongue slid deeper and deeper into her hot pussy.
"AIYEEEE!!" she cried out as bolts of pleasure-pain ripped through her cunt when Rex's tongue sloshed up against her erect clit.
"OHHH, LICK IT, BOY!!" she commanded as she reached down and jammed the whimpering dog's snout against her crotch.
At the same time King had jumped up on the bed and snuggled up next to her grinding hips. Carol reached out with her free hand and ran her slender fingers down his furry belly until they touched the pointed tip of the setter's unsheathed, knotty cock.
"OHHHH!" she groaned mindlessly as she wrapped her fingers around King's long, thick prick and slid them slowly up and down, milking out several drops of pre-cum that oozed out of his piss-slit and dripped down on her fingers.
"AAAHHH!!" Carol screamed as she felt her swollen clit throb harder and harder against Rex's probing tongue. He sloshed it around, up and over her tiny organ, making it twitch and send out sparks of unspeakable delight out to her cunt and itching nipples. At the same time Carol started pumping King's cock more frenziedly, using the drops of pre-cum as an oily lubricant. She felt it swell and spasm in her fingers as she let go of the animal's cock and moved her hand down to his furry balls. King whimpered loudly as she cupped his fuck-sacs gently in her hand and rolled them slowly from side to side. She could feel the hot, boiling dog-jizz bubbling against his balls, screaming to tear into his long prick and spurt into the air.
"OHHhh, good dog!" Carol groaned as she released King's prick and backed away from Rex's probing tongue.
"Now, we're gonna do some fucking," she said in a little-girl voice as she swung her legs up and rolled over on the bed. Her snatch trembled as she felt Rex jump up after her and move between her widely splayed knees. Carol leaned back and folded her hands behind her head, raising her legs as high as she could as Rex jammed his snout back between her thighs.
Meanwhile, King had jumped up after Rex and moved up until his forepaws were on either side of Carol's head. She looked up and saw the dog's half-opened jowls.
"Mmmmm, need a little blow-job?" she murmured. Carol had never put her lips around an animal's cock before. But there was a first time for everything.
"Come here, baby," she said, reaching up and coaxing King forward until his red, glistening prick jerked directly above her mouth. At the same time Carol felt Rex's tongue slosh wildly up her steaming cunt. Instinctively he began to concentrate on her throbbing clit, sanding its top and twitching sides with his long, hot tongue.
"UMMMmmm! Ohhhh, shiiiit!" Carol moaned, flailing her legs wildly in the air as she reached up and wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the animal's bobbing prick and pulled it slowly down toward her parted lips. Drops of hot doggie-jism oozed out and trickled down her fingers as she raised her head toward King's pointed cock-head. The setter whimpered as she cupped her thick lips around his prick-shaft and started running them up and down.
"Mmmmgfff!" Carol cried out as she felt Rex jump forward and place his forepaws on her upturned thighs. His twitching prick banged wildly at her ass-cheeks and cunt-lips as the shepherd tried to jam it into her spasming hole.
Carol let go of King's prick and reached between her legs for Rex's dong. She grabbed it gently and pulled it forward until it touched her juicing outer labes. Carol arched her back as she felt the shepherd hunch his hips forward again, this time spearing the first two inches of his knotty prick into her sucking snatch.
"OHHHhhh!" she groaned, nearly spitting out King's cock as she felt the shepherd's dick slide farther and farther into her quim.
Meanwhile Carol continued to swallow more and more of Rex's dick, swirling her tongue easily up, over and around the dog's jerking prick. It was easier tonguing a dog's cock than a man's, especially one like Joe's. There was more room in her mouth for tongue-play. Besides, Carol loved the slick, smooth feel of a dog-dick against her working tongue. She groaned with delight as she felt his hairy balls bounce against her forehead. And now she was lying in her bed being fucked by one dog and sucking off another. Carol prayed silently that both animals would come at once.
"NNNghhh!" she cried out again as she felt a big knot in Rex's cock slam against her spasming cunt-lips. She spread her legs farther apart, clamping her hands around both ass-cheeks and pulling them widely apart as she hunched against the plunging pecker. She tried to screw her snatch onto the shepherd's big knot but found it almost impossible. Finally Rex gave one final hard thrust just as Carol hunched her ass against his jabbing prick. That did it! The big knot slid between her swollen labes and popped down into her hot hole.
"Unnngh! Unnnghhh! Unnnghhh!" Carol cried with each forward thrust.
Just then she heard King whimper loudly. His body quivered as his prick swelled in her mouth.
Jesus, he's going to come! she thought to herself as she applied more suction and reached up, grabbing his balls and massaging them gently with her fingers.
"Arrrghhh! Mmmgfff!" Carol cried out as she" felt the first hot wad of doggie-cum shoot past her molars and splatter against her tonsils. Another load exploded out of the setter's twitching prick, then another. Soon Carol thought she was going to drown in a sea of dog-jizz as the dog kept firing steaming sperm out of his jangling balls.
"UNNNGHH!!" Carol cried out, pulling free of King's cock and spitting out his jism onto the bedspread. Now she concentrated on the shepherd. He'd begun to whimper, too. Carol suspected that King's climax had excited Rex into coming sooner than he would have alone. She closed her eyes and concentrated on her cunt. She wanted to come when Rex did, "OHHHH! GODDAMNED MOTHERFUCKER!! SHOOT IT, GODDAMN YOU! BASTARD! OHHHH, JEEESUS! FUCK MEEEE!!" Carol cried out as she felt her clit hammer wildly against her hot twat-lips. She was coming, exploding into tiny quivering pieces as the shepherd whined and growled.
Suddenly she felt Rex's cock swell enormously inside her spasming cunt. Carol held her breath as time seemed to stand still. Suddenly the sensation of something hot, wet and sticky slamming against her cunt-walls let her know that it was time to let go-
"WAWWWHHH!! WWAAWWWHH!! AIY-EEEE!!!" Carol shrieked, clenching her fists tightly and beating them against the stained bedspread as spasm after explosive spasm ripped through her aching, twitching pussy.
"AIYEEE! ARRGHHH!! UNNNGHHHH!!" she cried, throwing up her ass-cheeks high into the air, only to slam them down onto the mattress and dig them into the material as a fresh series of twat contractions racked her.
Finally the last tremor shook her body and Carol let her legs fall to the bed. Rex jumped off her thighs and ran out of the bedroom, quickly followed by King.
Carol lay on the bed for what seemed like hours, then realized that Ian would be home soon. She jumped out of bed and tore off the stained bedspread, throwing it into her closet as she pulled out another one from the bottom drawer of her dresser and threw it quickly over the wrinkled sheets.
Oh, Christ! There's Ian's car, she said to herself as she heard an automobile pull up in the driveway.
Carol ran out of the bedroom, grabbing her red flannel bathrobe as she sped past the door and slipped into the bathroom just as Ian opened the kitchen door.
"Mom?" he called out.
"In the shower, Ian," she answered, turning on the water and breathing heavily as she thanked herself on her close call.
"I decided to come home early," he said through the closed bathroom door. "Things were king of boring."
"What's the matter, didn't Brenda let you slip into her panties?" Carol asked sarcastically as she turned on the shower nozzle and stepped into the tub. The tingling water droplets felt cold and refreshing.
"Hey, that's not fair," Ian said dejectedly.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Carol said, honestly sorry that she'd embarrassed her son. What he did was his own business. After all, just because she lusted after his cock didn't mean that he was angling for her cunt. But still there was that memory of his bulging crotch that afternoon at the pool. Maybe he came home early to-No, that couldn't be it!
"That's okay, Mom. Say, when you get through, I'd like to talk to you-private-like," he said hesitantly.
Carol raised her eyebrows as she sudsed up her tits. She wondered what private thing he had to tell her. She felt her cunt contract around her fingers as she washed out the remains of Rex's cum. Carol closed her eyes and pretended that it was Ian's cock-head that was trying to screw its way into her snatch. Just the thought of his long, thin, smooth cock made her titties twitch and her clit vibrate like a struck tuning fork.
Carol turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, toweling off her mammoth tits and wiping out her twitching cunt as she wondered what was so important.
"Okay, Ian, now what's the big crisis?" Carol said cheerily as she walked into the kitchen. Her son was sitting at the large white table facing her. He looked worried, even frightened.
"It's about-about, well, sex," Ian said hesitantly.
Carol flushed deep red and felt her body ignite with sexual heat when she heard her son mention sex.
"I-I don't th-think I understand," she stammered, staggering forward and sitting in the chair next to Ian. Her clit was vibrating wildly while her taut nipples roasted in the confines of her bathrobe. Sweat oozed out from her armpits while cunt-juice began to bubble out of her fat, hot labes.
"It's about me and Brenda. We-we tried to get it on tonight," Ian said in embarrassment. "Her folks weren't home, and, well, we thought it would be great to-to fuck."
Carol felt jealousy and shame shoot through her body. She always knew Brenda was a whore. The nerve of that girl, trying to lure in her son!
"Well, I couldn't," Ian said, lowering his head and sobbing loudly.
"Wh-What do you mean, Ian?" Carol asked, putting her right hand on the back of his head and stroking his long blond hair gently.
"I couldn't get a hard-on," he said dejectedly, rolling his head from side to side slowly. "I tried everything, but I couldn't get my cock hard. Finally Brenda said I was some sort of queer or something and to get out. She wasn't rubbing up her pussy for any queer. Christ!"
Carol's heart went out to her son. She doubted he was queer. His reaction at the swimming pool that one afternoon pretty much proved that to her.
Probably he was too nervous that first time around and just couldn't get it up. Suddenly, it occurred to her that this was the perfect time to land Ian in her bed. He was confused, dejected. His confidence needed building, just as much as her twat needed his long, throbbing prick. What better time than now?
"You're not queer," Carol said huskily, moving closer to her son while she continued to stroke his head.
"How do you know?" he asked almost violently. Ian jumped up from his chair and started pacing back and forth in the kitchen like a frightened wild animal. "How do you know? Maybe I'm some kind of fag who's gonna go after guys!"
"Oh, Ian, you're being too hard on yourself," Carol said gently. This sudden show of manliness made Carol's heart beat like a triphammer. "This sort of things happens a lot of times to men. They get too nervous, or drink too much, or have other things on their minds. When that happens, well, they just can't get it up. But it's not a permanent condition," she said, smiling at her son.
"Oh, God, I hope not," he said, somewhat calmer.
"I'll tell you what. We can find out for sure," Carol said as her breaths came in shorter and shorter gasps.
"How?" he almost wailed.
"Well, I could find out for you," she said huskily, getting up slowly and untying the front of her bathrobe as she walked slowly up to him.
"I don't understand," Ian said, turning around to face his mother.
His eyes opened wide as he saw her robe fall from her shoulders to the tiled floor. Her tits bobbed sensuously as she walked toward him, while her thighs glistened from rivulets of pussy-juice that were oozing freely now out of her puffy cunt-lips.
"Mom!" Ian said, about to bend down and pick up her bathrobe.
"Leave it there, Ian," she said, still walking forward until her snatch brushed against her son's crotch. Carol looked down and saw a noticeable twitch of something under his fly. She rubbed her steaming snatch against the rough material, moistening it with her twat-juice.
"Ohhhh, Mom, this isn't right," Ian said, closing his eyes and hunching his hips forward.
"Do you still think you're queer?" Carol gasped as she lowered her hand and cupped her fingers around the bulge growing rapidly between her son's legs. She felt the sexual heat radiating from his stiffening cock. Carol squeezed the bulge slightly, releasing it and feeling it jerk frenziedly in response to her massage.
"Ohhhh!" Ian groaned, involuntarily raising his hands and cupping them around the buttons of her tits. He squeezed the hot, spongy flesh gently, running his thumbs over her extended nipples. Carol let out a long, loud howl as she felt a series of cuntal contractions rip through her aching pussy.
"Alyeee! AGHhhh!" Carol groaned, hunching her body against Ian's.
Her son seemed to forget who he had in his arms. Ian bent forward and pressed his lips against Carol's, jamming his thick tongue deep into her mouth. She felt him digging deeper and deeper, slamming his tongue against her molars and sucking wildly while he ran his fingers up and down her quivering body.
"Ummmm!" she moaned as she felt Ian's fingers slide over her firm ass-cheeks. They dug into the tender, spongy flesh, massaging those white mounds, then slid around until they reached the sensitive crack that ran between her buns. Carol opened her eyes in surprise and fear as she felt Ian's hands slide down the crack, inching closer and closer to her quivering shit-hole. She screamed into her son's mouth when she felt his right forefinger trace tiny circles around the brown, puckered skin of her asshole, then plunge into her bung.
"AGHHH! What are you doing!" she cried out, pulling away from her son.
Carol's protest seemed to bring Ian to his senses. He stared at his mother like a stud in heat, then suddenly realized who she was.
"Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" Ian moaned again and again, dropping his hands and reeling backward until he crashed into the wall. "Jesus, I'm feeling up my own mother!"
"Ian, please-" Carol pleaded, stretching out her arms.
"Christ! AND YOU LOVED IT!!" he shrieked, wiping his mouth with the back of his right hand and running to his bedroom.
"Ian!" she called out, running after him.
The boy tried to slam the door behind him, but Carol caught it. He stood in the doorway, panting heavily as he glared at her. Carol saw a glint of Dan's insane wildness in Ian's eyes. It excited her more than his kissing and groping did.
"You're sick! Any mother's sick who wants to fuck her own son!" he cried out.
"You wanted to learn if you were queer or not. Well, here's the ideal opportunity," she gasped, reaching out and folding her arms around him.
"Jesus!" he said, closing his eyes and swaying gently back and forth.
Ian was trying to fight the feeling that gripped his cock and balls. But Carol had worked him up to such an intensity that it was impossible to fight her off. His hands fell limply to his sides while Carol ground her juicing cunt against his crotch.
"Let's go to bed," she whispered huskily in his right ear as she pushed him backward.
"Wait!" he cried out, stopping as the back of his legs touched the edge of the bed. Ian glared at her, then reached down and pulled off his white T-shirt. His smooth, muscular chest heaved with excitement as he lowered his hands and started to unzip his pants.
"Ohhhh!" Carol gasped as she saw the thick bush of blond crotch hair poke out from between the teeth of the opening zipper. Suddenly her son's long, thin smooth cock flew out of its cloth prison and bobbed angrily in the air. Ian closed his eyes and pushed his Levi's down to the floor.
"Okay, you want it so bad, Mom...." Ian said, stepping out of his pants and lying down on the bed. He spread his legs until they dangled over either side, and started stroking his long prick with his right hand.
Carol didn't need any more encouraging. She almost ran over to the bed, rolling over his right leg until she was kneeling between his widely spread thighs. She brushed away his hand and wrapped her slender fingers around his jerking prick.
"Ohhhh, fuck!" Ian groaned, closing his eyes and hunching up his ass slightly as Carol slowly ran her fingers up his quivering prick.
"Ever been sucked before, son?" Carol asked as she leaned forward and opened her mouth.
"Noooo!" he groaned, opening his eyes and watching his mother's lips slide over his spasming, purple cock-head.
"Mmmmmm," Carol moaned as she took only her son's smooth, satiny knob into her mouth. She felt it swell and pulsate frenziedly as she swirled her tongue around the top and base. Carol dug the tip of her tongue into Ian's expanding piss-slit, probing for more drops of pre-cum to swallow. At the same time she applied a moderate but steady amount of suction.
"OHHH, GODDD!!" Ian shrieked, squeezing his ass-cheeks together and reaching out with his hands, digging his fingernails into Carol's scalp.
"Easy, son," Carol said as she pulled her mouth away from Ian's jerking prick-head. He was getting excited too fast. She didn't want him to pop off in her mouth. "Better now?" she asked after several minutes had passed.
"Oh, yeah!" he panted, smiling dreamily as he hunched up his hips.
Carol smiled, then opened her mouth and went back to her cock-sucking. This time she swallowed his entire prick-shaft, sliding her head down until she felt her son's hot knob bang against the back of her sucking throat.
"OHHH! UNGHHH!!" Ian screamed as Carol slid her mouth back up to his pulsating knob, tickled the underside of the flanged tip, then drove her lips back down to his thick base, rubbing her tongue back and forth against the sensitive underside of Ian's shaft.
"UNNNNGHHHH!!" the boy cried out again, but Carol wasn't paying attention to him. She worked her lips back up to his prick-head, driving her tongue around in circles at the tip. When she thought that Ian was about to shoot his load, she pulled back, letting his throbbing cock thump against his heaving belly while she dove forward and drove her tongue into Ian's navel. While Ian tried to push her head away from her belly, Carol probed the tiny hole, driving her son up to peaks of new pleasure. Her mouth sucked gently while her tongue dug wildly into that crack.
"ST-STOP IT!!" Ian screamed, reaching up and shoving Carol's face roughly away from his belly. "I'll come, I swear it, if you keep that up!"
Carol smiled, proud that her sucking efforts were exciting her son so much.
"Well, what do you want to do now?" she asked as she rolled over on her back and hiked up her legs. Ian stared at her as she closed her eyes and dug her head into the pillow while she massaged her puffy labes gently with her fingers.
"Just what I wanted to do with Brenda," Ian panted, getting up and moving between Carol's legs.
"Reach down and play with my pussy a little," Carol said as she spread her gash gently apart with her fingers. She felt her clit throb wildly when she fingered and stretched her pussy-flesh.
"OHHhhh!" Carol moaned as she felt Ian's powerful hands slowly inch up her sweaty, trembling thighs. She felt her body melt from sexual heat as he moved his hands down toward the swollen lips of her snatch. Her clit and nipples were hard, sensitive and swollen with lust. They felt as if they would explode as she felt her fingers reach up and wrap around Ian's cock. His hot prick-flesh throbbed under her grasp. The drops of cum that oozed freely now out of the tiny slit made her palm slippery as she started to run her fingers up and down his powerful rod.
"Ohhhh, Mom, you want my cock?" Ian gasped.
"Oh, yes. Cock! Cock! I want your dick stuffed up my pussy!" Carol whimpered as she ground her thighs together, trying to relieve the growing, unbearable itch that gripped her hot hole.
"Say it again!" Ian insisted, inching his finger closer and closer to her rosy snatch. "I know you want that dick, Mom. Tell me again. Say you want your son's cock in your snatch!" he panted as he pushed his fingers gently against the ends of her bristling, matted cunt-hairs.
"AIYEEE!! OHHHH, I WANT MY SON'S PRICK STUFFED UP MY SNATCH!! UNN-HHHH!! YESSS, I WANT MY SON'S COCK!!!" Carol screamed over and over as she hunched her cunt up on Ian's probing hand.
"Jesus, you're hot!" Ian said as he jammed his fingers in between Carol's swollen labes. She felt her cunt-walls spasm wildly from the sudden invasion, then contract quickly, gripping Ian's fingers tightly. He wriggled his hand around, tickling her slick, sensitive pussy-flesh while he reached forward with his free hand and stroked her swollen tits.
"UNNGHhhh! AIYEEE!! WAWWWHH!!" Carol cried out, thrashing on the bed as she felt him mash in the tough nipple of her right tit. "FUCK MEEEE!!" she cried, squeezing her thighs tightly together as Ian continued to stroke her slick cunt-walls with his fingers. Slowly he moved his hand out and up until he reached her clit. Carefully her son took the swollen, mini organ between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed the vibrating tiny rod gently.
"Oh! OHHH! OOOHHHH!! AIYEEEE!!"
Carol screamed increasingly louder as she felt shocks of unspeakable sexual lust rip through her body. Her clit beat wildly against Ian's squeezing fingers while her titty-tips twitched angrily under his massaging hand.
"Ohhhh, Mom!" Ian groaned, pulling his fingers out of her snatch and positioning his jerking cock until its smooth, well-rounded head was directly over her twitching cunt-hole.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEE!!" Carol cried out again, wriggling her snatch-lips desperately and digging her ass-cheeks deep into the sweat-stained mattress. The smell of her own vaporized snatch-juice filled the room as Ian leaned forward.
Slowly Ian lowered his jerking cock until its pulsating head pushed through the thick forest of black, wiry pussy hairs and slipped between her swollen outer labes. Carol bit her lower lip, determined not to howl or buck until Ian had slid the full length of his dick into her slick fuck-tunnel. She felt it sink into her quivering hole, pushing at the spasming walls of her pussy. Her bubbling, boiling twat-juice oozed out as Ian's prick slurped its way in.
"OHHH!" she cried out involuntarily as Ian started to rotate his muscular, smooth ass-cheeks. He was reaming out her hole with his dick! Carol began to wonder if this really was his first fuck.
"UNNNGHH!!" Ian cried back as he kept pushing his prick in. Carol could feel the sexual heat from his groin and knew that the base of his cock was only inches away. She felt incredibly stuffed, filled with inches of hot prick-meat. Finally Carol could feel her son's hot balls touching her sensitive asshole. In seconds their bodies ground together and they lay locked for several minutes without moving.
"Ohhhh, fuck me!" Carol finally grunted.
Ian looked at her, then hunched up his powerful ass-cheeks, sliding his slender prick out of her hot hole.
"Ohhh!" she groaned, feeling her quivering cunt-walls come together, only to be deliciously separated again by Ian's prick as he drove his thighs back down.
"UNNGHH! OHHH, FUCK!!" Ian groaned as he repeated the fucking action.
"OHHH, FUCK MEEE! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!! WAWWHHH!!" Carol shouted louder and louder as she pleaded for his prick.
"Beg for it! BEG FOR IT!!" Ian screamed as he pumped his thighs faster and harder.
The room was filled with squishing sounds as their hot, sweaty bodies slid and ground against each other. The air was thick with the smell of vaporized twat-juice and sweat. Ian growled incoherently, pushing his ass up high again and slamming it back down in a violent downstroke.
Carol felt that Ian was as expert a man in fucking as her husband, or Joe, or any man she'd ever been with. Her pussy steamed hotter and hotter under his constant attack. Her cunt boiled with torrents of fresh twat-juice as her clit throbbed wildly toward climax. She felt that knot of sexual tension gradually building to enormous proportions deep in her gut, and knew that its unraveling was only minutes away. Slowly, her cunt-walls began to spasm rhythmically. It was the first sign that her orgasm had begun.
"I'M GONNA COME!!" she shrieked, reaching up and digging her nails into Ian's hunching back.
"FUCKIN' BITCH! FUCKIN' BITCH!!" Ian repeated as he drove his prick faster and harder into her squishing snatch. His balls slapped noisily against her upturned buns as Ian rammed his dick desperately into her cunt. His balls were so filled with cum that they ached. Finally Ian began to moan as wildly as Carol, and she knew that he was about to fire his jizz into her snatch.
"SHOOT IT IN ME!!!" Carol cried out, tossing her hips into the air and screwing her snatch higher onto Ian's spasming prick.
"UNNGHHH!! OHHH, FUCK!!" he shouted as he slammed his muscular body into hers. He gripped her and shook violently, blowing wad after steaming wad of jism deep into her quivering cunt. His body thrashed over the bed as his balls jangled against her tender ass-cheeks with each spurt.
"OHHHH! OHHH!! WAWWWHHH!!!" Carol shrieked as she felt his load spurt into her fuck-hole and burn against her trembling pussy-walls. That was all she needed. Carol felt herself blown up to her peak as her cunt and shit-hole squeezed tight, clutching her son's shooting prick as her body exploded.
"MORE! MORE! MOREEEEEE!!" Carol screamed out as contractions ripped through her cunt.
"UNNNghhh!" Ian groaned, feeling the last wad of cum spew out of his pulsating cock-head. He collapsed heavily on top of his mother and buried his face in the pillow as Carol squeezed her snatch-walls together, milking out the last drops of jism from his heavy balls.
"Ohhh, that was marvelous, Ian," Carol cooed as she reached up and stroked the back of her son's head.
"I-I'm a little embarrassed," Ian said, almost crying into the pillow.
"Don't worry about it, honey. I've wanted your prick now for a long time. Let's just say if there's any guilt, I'll take it," she said tenderly.
"Was I responsible for you and Dad breaking up?" Ian asked after several minutes of silence.
"You would bring up your father," Carol said, feeling sensations of revulsion creep over her. "Well, was I?" Ian insisted.
"No. The problems between your father and me go back a long time before I started to notice you like this," Carol said, dropping her hand and wrapping her fingers around her son's softening cock.
"I'm glad," Ian said, pulling his face out of the pillow and smiling at his mother. "I'd like to have you all to myself, but I wouldn't like to think that I broke you two up."
Carol smiled at his childish possessiveness and kissed him passionately.
"You'd better take a shower," she said, pushing her son gently away from her. "I've got to get to bed-my bed. I've got a big day ahead of me. I'm meeting with Mr. Rith, my lawyer."
"Time to screw Dad, eh?" Ian said a little sarcastically.
Carol looked at him closely. Whatever he felt toward her, she realized that he had a natural love for his father.
"I only want enough for you and me," Carol said slowly. "Your father can have the rest to live on. God only knows, he'll probably drink it away in the next year."
"Sorry, Mom," Ian said, bending forward and kissing her gently on the forehead, then walking out the bedroom toward the shower.
Carol closed her eyes and smiled triumphantly as she thought of her son's cock slamming into her snatch.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Here, Rex. Here, Rex," Carol whispered softly as she walked slowly through the house. Ian had left for school, and her appointment with Clay Rith wasn't until ten this morning. It was only eight-thirty, plenty of time for her to fuck the dog, shower, and get dressed and down to Rith's office.
"Here, boy," she called out softly again. Ian had taken King to the vet on his way to school. She had the shepherd all to herself this morning, something that made her clit quiver with sexual excitement.
"Ohhh, there you are," she said as she spotted the large dog curled up in a corner of the living room, dozing. "Bad boy, especially when you know that Carol needs your cock," she said, unfastening her pink baby-doll nightgown and letting it float to the floor.
The shepherd lifted up his head quickly and pricked up his ears. Carol felt her clit twitch uncontrollably when she'saw Rex's mouth open and his tongue hang out. The animal pushed his pointed snout in the air and sniffed at the growing smell of cunt-juice that began to fill the living room.
"That's it, boy. That's my hot, boiling pussy-juice you smell," Carol said huskily as she spread her legs apart on the floor and ran her fingers slowly up and down her puffy labes.
"Ohhhh!" she groaned, grabbing her erect clit between her fingers and rubbing it up and down, sanding its quivering tip gently with the length of her left forefinger.
The shepherd got up quickly and barked excitedly, trotting over to her and licking her quivering thighs.
"Ohhh, good boy," Carol cooed as she backed away and sat down on the couch. She spread her thighs wide apart, positioning her overheated slit right in front of Rex's quivering, cold nose. It didn't take him long to guess what to do. He jammed his big snout against her trembling snatch-lips, making her gasp when she felt his cold, wet nose against her steaming cunt.
"UMMMmmm! That's it, boy!" she said encouragingly, reaching down and wrapping her fingers around the big dog's head and pulling him forward while she scratched his furry skin. "OHhhh!" she groaned, feeling her thighs quiver as Rex opened his mouth and started sloshing his thick tongue up and down her slit. His tonguing became more frenzied as torrent after fresh, hot torrent of pussy-juice sprayed out of her trembling snatch and onto the dog's tongue. He lapped it up the way a cat slurps up milk. Carol was worried that he might even start chewing on her sensitive cunt-lips.
Rex whined and whimpered, then growled deep in his throat as he burrowed deeper in her pussy.
"Aaaahhhh!" she moaned, hunching her sopping cunt against the dog's muzzle as he licked her pussy faster and faster. "Ohhh, eat me, doggie! You fuckin' bastard! Son-of-a-bitch! Eat out my snatch! Jam that doggie-tongue up and down my fuck-hole!" she moaned, bouncing up and down the couch cushions in excitement as she felt his tongue slurp up against her quivering clit.
"UMMmmm! Oh, yessss!" she groaned, reaching up with both hands and squeezing her aching nipples as Rex kept slobbering at her exposed pussy. Carol shoved Rex's head deeper and deeper into her cunt, ramming his pointed nose in and out of her slit like a dildo until the dog cried out in protest.
"Ohhh, sorry, boy. Ohhhh, Carol's sooo sorry," she said in baby talk, stroking the shepherd's head gently as she released him and let the dog slurp up her cunt-juice any way he wanted. Soon, he started to concentrate on her clit, slathering the red, stiff organ with layers of spittle as she groaned, hunched, thrashed and writhed on the squeaking couch.
"Ohhh, Jesus!" she said, looking up at the wall clock and noticing that it was nine o'clock. She had to get through with this dog-fucking soon, or she'd be late for her lawyer.
"Okay, boy. Time to fuck Carol," she said huskily as she pushed the shepherd away and got down on the floor. She propped herself up on her hands and knees, wriggling her ass invitingly in front of Rex's panting mouth. "Okay, hurry up, boy!" she said impatiently as she curled herself up into a tiny ball and raised her ass high into the air.
Carol heard the dog bark twice, then run forward and leap up on her thighs. She was about to reach back to help him slide his prick in her cunt when she felt a shooting pain in her shit-hole. It took her several seconds to realize that through some mistake or other, Rex had rammed his unsheathed, pointed prick deep into her asshole instead of into her quivering twat!
"AIYEEE!! NOOOO!!" she cried, clenching her teeth together in fear and disgust as she tried to wiggle free of the dog. But Rex was more powerful than she thought and held her tightly with his massive forepaws. Carol didn't know if he realized his mistake or not. Maybe he felt that a hole was a hole, no matter where it was located.
"Noo! Take it out, boy!" she panted, desperately lurching forward, then to the side as she tried to break free from the dog. But Rex started hunching his hindquarters, driving his slick prick in and out of her shitter.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" Carol moaned, noticing that the excruciating pain in her ass was slowly beginning to decrease and turn to tingles of pleasure. She reached back and drove the fingers of her right hand up her snatch, milking her sensitive, wet pussy-flaps together as she stroked her clit gently.
"Mmmmm!" she groaned, wriggling her ass again, but this time with considerable delight. Suddenly she felt the shepherd pull his prick out of her asshole and slam it into her cunt.
"ARRRGHHHH!! WAWWWHHH!!" Carol cried out in surprise and pleasure, pulling out her fingers to give the dog more room. He jammed his prick into her snatch just as he had rammed her shitter. But this time he was able to work that big knot at the base of his cock into her hole.
"OHHHhhh! Yesss!" she groaned, squeezing her thighs tightly together as Rex whimpered and whined desperately.
Suddenly he pulled out of her cunt and rammed his pointed prick back into her shit-hole. Carol screamed out again, feeling her clit drumming against her quivering cunt-lips as her asshole was stretched apart once more by the shepherd's sliding prick.
"AIYEEE!!" she cried out as Rex once more slid his cock out of her asshole and back into her cunt. Carol was being rammed and reamed by the dog's cock in both holes. No one had ever done this to her, and she loved it. Her cunt and asshole began to spasm wildly, each one begging for the dog's prick.
"OHHH! OHHHH!! OHHHHH!!! WAWWWHH! OH, FUCK, DOGGIE! I'M COMING!! COOMMM-IIINNNGGG!!!" Carol cried out as she felt Rex's hot jism spurting into her snatch.
"OHHHH! YESSSS!! UNNGHH!!! ARRR-GHH!! AIYEEEE!!!" Carol shrieked as the tight knot deep in her belly exploded into her spasming cunt and itching nipples. At the same time her asshole quivered and contracted in sympathy with her pussy. It was as if every nerve-ending in her body had been rubbed raw by the dog's prick and was now spasming in one massive come.
"Unnnghhh! Oooohhhh!" Carol grunted between tightly clenched teeth as Rex fired his final load of jism into her sucking snatch. He growled twice, then licked her heaving back before jumping off and running back to the corner he had orginally been curled up in.
"Ohhhh, good boy," Carol groaned as she collapsed on the floor. Rivers of dog-cum oozed out from between her slackening pussy-lips as she slowly slid across the carpeted floor toward the bathroom.
"Ummmm," she groaned as the stiff piling of the rug scraped gently across her sweaty, sensitive skin. Carol glanced up at the wall clock and saw that she had forty-five minutes to get showered, dressed, and on her way to the office. Tiredly, she got up and staggered to the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later she was back in the bedroom, getting dressed for her appointment and wishing she could have had the dog between her legs again. But this appointment was necessary. Clay had been a family friend for years. She'd even dated him before she married Dan, something she now wished would have turned more serious than it did. He never slipped his cock into her pants, although Lord knows she'd given him many opportunities. He always thought she was too nice a girl, and Carol didn't want to spoil his opinion of her for a few minutes of fun.
But times had changed. Clay's wife died two years ago, and Dan was on his way out of her marriage. As she flipped her tits into her bra, Carol wondered what kind of cock Clay sported between his powerful legs. She'd seen him once, quite by accident, as he was fucking his wife. She and Dan had just had another of their monumental arguments and she'd run out of the house. Carol didn't know where she was walking, but soon found herself near Clay Rith's house. She was going to stop in for coffee, even though it was after ten in the evening. As she started to walk up to the front of the house, she saw what seemed to be two people fighting in one of the side windows. A small light was on, barely illuminating the thrashing bodies. Curiosity got the better of her, and Carol tip-toed along the side of the house until her face was pressed against the glass. Clay's wife Marge was pressed against the bed, her legs flailing in the air while his powerful body ground desperately against hers. Carol's eyes traveled from the man's powerful, hairy ass-cheeks to his crotch. Even in the dim light she could see that Clay had an incredibly thick prick, although she couldn't tell its length. It must be really long, she mused, from the way his wife screamed and bucked on the bed.
Mmmmm, maybe I'll get lucky someday, she thought as she raised her right leg to slip on her panties. To her surprise Carol felt a trickle of hot twat-juice seep out of her hole and down her right thigh. Carol arched her eyebrows, realizing only now how much she wanted the lawyer's prick up her snatch. She began to wonder if she was turning into a nympho. First her son, then the dogs, then this lawyer. What did she want out of life?
Carol glanced at her wristwatch and saw that she was going to be late. In seconds she zipped up a tight-fitting short pink dress and slipped on her high heels.
"Be a good boy," she warned Rex again as she ran out the front door.
In fifteen minutes she was running into Clay Rith's office out of breath and ten minutes late.
"I'm Mrs. Tyler. I had an appointment with Mr. Rith at ten. Sorry I'm late, but the traffic...." she said breathlessly as the lawyer's pretty blonde secretary stared at her icily.
"Mr. Rith's a very busy man. I'll see if he can take you now," she said as she pushed down the button of the intercom.
"Mr. Rith, Mrs. Tyler is here. Do you want to-" the girl began.
Suddenly the door to his office opened and Clay Rith stepped out, smiling broadly at Carol.
"Of course I'll see her," Clay said, extending his hands and gently taking hers in them.
Carol looked triumphantly at the glaring secretary and marched into Clay's office behind him.
"Miss Brown, please hold all calls until I'm through with Mrs. Tyler," Clay said. Carol thought she detected a note of lust in his voice. Maybe he was as hot for her cunt as she was for his prick.
Dogs were fine, but Carol still preferred all-American male cock between her legs.
"So, let's get down to business," Clay said after he stared at her tits bulging against the sheer material of her dress. Carol self-consciously tried to hike up the neckline, but only wound up exposing more tit-flesh as she gave Clay the details of what she wanted out of the divorce.
After a half-hour of business discussion, Clay closed his notebook and leaned back in his padded leather chair.
"Well, that just about does it. I'll talk to Dan's attorney today and see if everybody's agreed on the settlement. Actually, I don't think we'll have any trouble. Dan knows we have him over a barrel. If he tries anything funny, we always have his drinking problem to throw at the court."
Carol winced, wondering if Dan would bring up what happened that February night. Would any of his "friends" testify for him? Would the court believe Dan? And would he tell them about how he found her fucking King?
"Hey, stop frowning," Clay said, leaning forward and caressing her cheek with his fingers. "This is a big day for you-your freedom."
"Just what I needed," Carol sighed sadly.
"You're a very attractive woman, Carol," Clay said huskily as he got up and walked around his desk. He moved behind her chair, putting his hands gently down on her shoulders. "You should be able to have any man you want," he said, massaging her neck slowly.
"Ummmm, that feels good," Carol said, closing her eyes and leaning back. Suddenly she realized that she was rolling her head back and forth against the lawyer's crotch.
"Ohhh, I'm sorry," she said pulling away and standing up.
"Nothing to be sorry about, Carol," he said, suddenly lurching forward and grabbing her tightly around the waist. Before Carol could protest, he was jamming his tongue between her parted lips, battling her tongue with his as he reached up and started squeezing her bulging tits with his right hand. Carol knew she should have fought him, but the sensation of his steel-hard body pressing against hers was too powerful to ignore. Her nipples mashed in as Clay's chest ground against her spongy jugs.
"P-P-Pleeeasssseee!" Carol groaned, backing away as she fought for her breath.
"I-I'm sorry, Carol," Clay said, fighting for control as he reeled back against his desk. "I don't know what came over me. I just saw you sitting there with-with those tits practically spilling out of your dress and I had to touch you."
"Ohhh, Clay, don't apologize," Carol said, feeling her cunt contract wildly. "I wanted the same thing," she gasped as she reached up and squeezed her hot titties for relief.
"Jesus!" Clay said, running over to his door and flipping the lock shut. "Now, we'll have privacy," he said, pulling off his jacket and unloosening his tie. In seconds he'd unbuttoned his white shirt and it slipped off. Carol licked her lower lip hungrily with her tongue as she stared at the thick matting of black body hair that covered his powerful chest. His muscles seemed to ripple with electricity as he stood in the center of his office panting at her.
"Take off that dress and let's get down to business," he finally grunted as he unbuckled his slacks and pushed them to the floor. Carol still stood quietly, staring at the long, twitching bulge that pressed against the white cotton material of his shorts. A large wet spot began to grow at the tip of that jerking bulge.
"Like what you see?" Clay asked, looking down at his cloth-covered prick. He slipped his fingers slowly under the elastic waistband of his shorts, then shoved them quickly to his knees. Carol gasped in delight as she saw a thick, long, heavily veined reddish-purple cock spring up and bob in the air. Drops of pre-cum oozed freely from a large slit in the pulsating knob.
"Ohhh, yessss!" Carol said, reaching back and unzipping her dress. The pink material floated to the floor as she reached back again and unsnapped her bra.
"Jesus!" Clay grunted, obviously as impressed with her tits as she was with his cock.
"You want to see this?" Carol said sexily as she played with the waistband of her panties. As she spread her legs apart, Carol felt her panties clinging to her crotch. They were damp and sticky, soaked by the twat-juice that poured freely from her cunt.
"Jesus!" Clay said again, kicking his shorts free and moving up to Carol. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, crashing into his muscular, hairy body. Clay's thick, jerking cock pressed hard against her panties, digging into the slit beneath the material, pushing the soft silk against her spasming gash.
"OHHH! Yesss! Fuck meeeee!" she groaned as Clay reached back and started peeling her panties slowly down around her quivering thighs. His lips sucked at her neck and heaving shoulders as he slid the fingers of his right hand down the crack that ran between her taut, white ass-cheeks.
"Ohhhh, honey! I'm gonna fuck the hell out of that juicing snatch of yours!" Clay almost shouted.
"Sh!" Carol warned, looking warningly at the door.
"Nobody's out there. Only my secretary," Clay said nonchalantly as he led her forward to the black leather couch next to his large desk.
"Does she-?" Carol began.
"Oh, I think she knows what's going to happen in here. She's been after my cock for a while. But I separate my business from my pleasure," Clay said as he pushed her gently down.
"God only knows how many cunts have slid across this," Carol said, looking at the shiny, black surface.
"That's why I bought a leather couch," Clay said, smiling at her while he stroked his cock inches away from her face. "It's so easy to wipe clean."
Carol opened her mouth to laugh, then felt it stuffed suddenly with the first three inches of Clay's jerking cock.
"Ohhhh!" Clay groaned, hunching his muscular, hairy ass-cheeks forward.
"MGFhhhfff!" Carol cried out in surprise as she reached up to prevent him from digging his prick any farther before her mouth got accustomed to its thickness.
"OHHhhh, baby!" Clay moaned, reaching out and digging his fingertips into her skull as he tried to push her mouth farther onto her cock.
Carol resisted, stretching her lips as wide apart as she could while she swirled her tongue around the lawyer's enormously wide prick-head. Then, when she felt comfortable with the thickness of Clay's prick, she dove forward and slid her lips down his jerking prick until she felt the hot skin of the lawyer's groin brush against her forehead. Then Carol pulled back, running her tongue sensuously around the base of Clay's massive prick. Slowly she moved her hips up the taut, hot cock-shaft until she reached the head. Then she dug her tongue into the slit, claiming the drops of pre-cum that flowed out from the hole. Carol circled the crown-sensuously, her tongue slowly licking its way down Clay's mammoth rod. Her tongue teased the throbbing ridge that ran the length of his cock. It slid back and forth until Clay shouted that he'd shoot right there.
"Oh, noooo," Carol said, wrapping her fingers tightly around the rhythmically jerking rod until Clay seemed to calm down a little.
"Take it easy!" Clay gasped, closing his eyes and breathing deeply. "I haven't had a good fuck in over a week."
"Ummmm, time to make up for it," Carol said huskily as she reached up and dug her fingers into his flat, tight belly. While Clay stroked his cock gently, Carol moved her hands back down to his groin, sliding them down until they brushed against his leathery, heavy balls. She massaged them gently, then twisted them suddenly as her clit throbbed violently. Clay cried out in a scream mixed with pain and pleasure.
"OH, NOOOO!!" he cried. "Let them go! Oh, fuckin' Jesus, don't do that!" he groaned as Carol went back to stroking his balls gently. She loved cupping his heavy balls, turning them over in her hand, squeezing them lightly as her other hand continued to caress the lawyer's hairy, muscular body.
"Oh, baby, it's time we got down to business on that couch," he said hoarsely as he pushed Carol down.
"Fucking?" she asked in a little-girl voice as she slid over on the couch and spread her thighs wide apart.
"What do you think?" Clay asked, rolling onto the couch until he was crouching on his knees between her widely splayed legs.
"I-UNNNGHH!! AIYEEEE!!" Carol suddenly shrieked as Clay dove forward and buried his face in the thick bush of her juice-saturated beaver.
"MGFhhhfff!" he groaned into her snatch.
Carol jerked and bucked as she felt Clay's tongue slide up and down the surface of her outer labes. She thought of Rex's tongue. It was longer and rougher, but slurped indiscriminately at her asshole, clit and cunt. Clay knew what he was doing, lapping at her trembling snatch while he reached up and softly stroked her quivering clit with his right forefinger.
"Ohhhh, yesss!" Carol groaned, hunching up her hips until she'd buried his nose deep in her snatch.
"Hey! I'll suffocate!" Clay complained jokingly as he pulled back for a second, then dove down even deeper.
"UNNghhh! ARRRGHHH!! NNGHHH!!" Carol cried out mindlessly as she felt his teeth nibbling on her tender twat-flaps. Meanwhile Clay continued to play with her clit. He stroked, squeezed, tugged, rubbed and strummed her mini-cock. Each movement made her swollen nub tremble with excitement, sending out sparks of sexual electricity to all parts of her body. She jerked and bucked with excitement.
"Ohhh!" Carol groaned as Clay moved his lips upward until they brushed against her trembling cut. He pulled his fingers away and cupped his mouth around her passion-bud, applying suction while he slid his fingers under her ass until his hand was directly over her quivering shitter. While he continued to suck at her erect clit like a human vacuum cleaner, he dug his forefinger into her asshole, wriggling it around like a crazy snake.
"AIYEEE!! AIYEEE!" she shrieked, tossing her ass-cheeks high into the air as bolts of unspeakable pleasure tore at her sweating, trembling body.
"Oh, baby!" Clay said, releasing her clit from his mouth and moving his hands back until they were under her thighs. With one powerful thrust, he tossed her legs high into the air and positioned his pulsating cock-head just above her parted, aching cunt-lips.
"Ready?" Clay asked.
Carol nodded and reached toward him with desperately eager arms. In an instant he was on top of her and his cock was sliding into her juice-slicked pussy without much resistance. His expert tonguing had relaxed her trembling snatch so much that even his huge cock could jam its way deep into her cunt without much effort.
"AHHHhhh!" Carol groaned as her twat-walls closed around his thick shaft. They squeezed and crushed his prick, trying to pump the cum out of his slapping, hairy balls. Carol cried out again and again as he sucked her tits, bit her shoulder, jammed his cock deeper and deeper into her sucking hot hole.
"OH, GOD! OH, FUCKIN' GOD!!" Carol cried out louder and louder as the wonderful squishing sound of wild fucking filled the room. Gradually her breathing became heavier and turned to gasps. Clay was having the same kind of trouble catching his breath as his sweating body ground against her tender flesh. Her quivering skin was reddening under the rough sanding it received from Clay's stiff body hairs. But Carol didn't complain. She didn't think there was a feeling more wonderful than a man's hard, hairy body sliding across hers.
"No! NOOOH" she cried out desperately, unable to say anything else as she felt her cunt becoming more constricted all the time. She felt her pussy muscles grip Clay's plunging dong harder and harder until it was almost impossible for him to jam the full length of his jerking tool into her spasming cunt.
Before she knew it she was coming. Carol dug her long fingernails into Clay's heaving back and slammed her crotch against his, banging her cunt-mound desperately against his body as her tits flushed red and her belly knotted up in the first series of violent cuntal contractions.
' "OH, FUCK! UNNGHHH!!" Clay answered her as the first wad of steaming cum spurted out of his jangling balls and exploded into Carol's cunt.
The two of them groaned, hunched, thrashed and bucked as wave after powerful, brain-searing wave of climax tore at their humping bodies.
Finally the last spasm passed and the two of them collapsed on the couch, completely exhausted.
"Whoooo, you're somethin' else!" Clay said, raising his hand and wiping the sweat from his forehead. "You must have gone without a fuck as long as I have."
Carol bit her lip, trying not to smile.
"Come on and get dressed. I'll treat you to lunch. And maybe we can get in a little extra work," he said, winking at her.
CHAPTER FIVE
Carol left Clay at the office after several unsuccessful attempts at sucking his cock one more time. Every time they started unbuttoning and unzipping, Clay's secretary would buzz him on the intercom or let a call slip by her and ring his office. Finally Carol gave up, telling Clay to drop over that evening for a drink and-whatever.
As she pulled up to her house, she recognized Dan's car parked out front.
What the hell is he doing here? she wondered as she pulled into the drive. As she climbed out of her car, Carol saw Dan open the kitchen door and smile at her.
"Come on in. I guess you've been to see your lawyer, right?" he said a little coldly.
"Yes. Why not? I know you've been consulting with yours," she said a little angrily as she sauntered up to the door. "And what do you want? I thought I told you not to come over here," Carol said as she brushed by Dan and walked into the kitchen.
"Always the cool one, ain't you?" Dan said sarcastically as he walked in behind her.
Carol heard him snap the lock shut just after he closed the door. She pretended to be calm and cool, but her heart was pounding like a triphammer. What did he have in mind? Why did he lock the door? Parts of her questions were answered when she stepped into the living room and saw a man standing with his back to her. At first she didn't recognize him. But there was something familiar about his body. Then he turned around, and Carol gasped out loud as she recognized Dan's friend Joe.
"Remember him, honey?" Dan said sweetly behind her.
Carol wasn't sure what Dan had planned. But she didn't intend to hang around and find out. She wheeled around and was about to run out to the kitchen and kick the door down if she had to when she felt Dan pin her arms behind her. Suddenly a cloth with something acrid-smelling on it was pressed against her mouth. As she quickly lost consciousness, Carol recognized the smell as ether.
She didn't know how long she'd been unconscious when she blinked her eyes open. Her head ached slightly. Carol gradually became aware that her legs were spread apart and tied up to something overhead. She shifted her eyes up and saw that a rope was wrapped around each ankle and tied to a rafter above her belly. As her mind focused, Carol realized that she was tied down on a table in the basement of her house.
"How do you feel, Carol honey?" Dan asked sweetly behind her.
"What the hell are you doing?" she asked with a slight quiver in her voice.
"Oh, can't you guess? So you think you can take me to the cleaners in court, eh?" Dan asked cruelly.
"You're a mental incompetent, and this kind of thing proves it," Carol said angrily, struggling to get free.
"You won't break out of those so easily," Dan said, getting up from a wooden bench and strolling lazily over to her table.
Carol felt the damp basement air blow into her exposed cunt as Dan leaned over her face and reached down, trailing the tips of his fingers across her big tits.
"There used to be a time when I nearly prayed to God to suck those titties! Now, I could bite those nipples right off and spit them in the garbage without thinking twice!" Dan said hotly as he grabbed her tender boobs and squeezed them as if he were going to tear them off her chest.
"Hey, easy, boy. We didn't come here to knock the girl off," Joe said from his corner of the basement.
Carol turned her head around with difficulty and saw the ruggedly handsome man walk up to the table. Even under these conditions, Carol felt her snatch contract with delight when Joe came close.
"Sorry, Carol. Got carried away," he said sarcastically. "All we want are a couple of pictures. Joe here said he'd help me out," Dan said as he walked away for a minute to a large duffle bag sitting at the foot of the stairs.
"Pictures?" Carol asked in a quivering voice. She had an idea what her husband had planned.
"Yeah! The kind of things that we were doin' that night," Joe said, smiling at her as he stared at her quivering snatch.
"Oh, my God!" she groaned, closing her eyes as she felt the sobs well up in her throat.
"Don't worry none, Carol," Joe said as he slipped off his T-shirt and started unbuttoning his tight Levi's. Carol tried not to look, but her eyes shifted over to Joe. She watched with a mixture of terror and lust as she saw his familiar forest of thick, black wiry cock hairs poke around his unbuttoned jeans.
"Ohhhh," she moaned, not knowing herself whether or not she was complaining or enjoying. , "Look at that!" Dan said, pulling a camera out of his duffle bag and loading a roll of film in it. "She's gonna lose everything through this, and still she can't keep her clit quiet!"
"I know why he's doing this, but why are you helping him?" Carol asked helplessly as she tried to loosen the bonds that strapped her hands to the sides of the table.
"It just ain't fair of you to take everything while Dan don't get anything," Joe said, sliding his blue jeans down to his knees. Carol saw that his prick was still flaccid. But even limp it was a good eight inches. She watched his dick jerk once, then twice as he stared at her exposed gash. In a few seconds it would be fully extended, filled with blood and cum, ready to ream out her snatch.
"But he'll get whatever he wants," Carol pleaded as she glued her eyes on Joe's gradually stiffening cock.
"Maybe yes, maybe not. At least this way he's got a chance. The courts'll look at these pictures and judge you just as fairly as they'll judge him on his drinking record," Joe said as he climbed up on the table and started to run his fingers slowly up and down her outer labes.
"OHHHhh!" Carol moaned, unable to control her cunt. In spite of everything, she felt her twat-lips begin to swell and tingle at the man's touch.
"That's good," Dan said excitedly as he focused the camera and took several shots of Carol's face, naked belly and snatch as Joe massaged her hot, fat pussy-flaps. He was careful not to get any of the rope into the picture.
"How many more of these do you want?" Joe asked, breathing more heavily as his cock jerked frenziedly in the air.
"Just a few more," Dan said as he busily clicked away. "Then you can go on a little further."
"Oh, hurry up," Joe said as he stroked his cock gently with one hand while he continued to ream out Carol's cunt with the other.
"Okay, get goin'," Dan said as he changed his position.
Joe bent down and started slurping at Carol's snatch. She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. I won't yell! I won't scream! she swore to herself over and over again.
"AAHHHhh! ARRRGHHH!! WAWWWHHH!!" Carol shrieked at the top of her lungs as she felt Joe's hot, wet tongue slide up against her trembling, erect clit.
"Fantastic!" Dan cried out, photographing her twisted face and tongue-impaled snatch several times.
"MGGGfff!" Joe groaned as he drove his tongue deeper and deeper into Carol's contracting snatch. She felt the man's pointed tip dart in and out of her hot hole, licking at her juice-slicked walls as her mini-cock beat mercilessly against her sensitive pussy-walls.
"AAAHHH!! OH, GOD, FUCK ME! OH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS, JAM THAT COCK IN MY CUNT!!" Carol cried out instinctively.
"Christ! It's too bad I didn't get a sound track with this camera. Her groans alone would make the court turn blue," Dan said as he focused his camera on his wife's cunt.
"OHHH!!" she cried once more, hunching up her sweaty thighs against Joe's probing face.
"Hey, I've got enough of mouth-on-pussy shots. Let's get some of your cock in her cunt," Dan said a little jealously.
"Sorry about that," Joe said, pulling his head out of Carol's twitching snatch and grinning sheepishly at Dan. "Guess I get a little carried away at times."
Joe reached between Carol's legs and grabbed the soft, hot lips of her pussy. As he squeezed them gently, he flicked one finger over her erect clit throbbing at the top of her reddened gash. It spasmed wildly, making her arch her back and shove her cunt up on his hand. Carol whimpered quietly, begging for Joe's thick, meaty cock.
"Oh, baby, that's just what you're gonna get," Joe said as he inched forward until the purple, pulsating cock-head twitched directly over her widely spread twat-lips.
"Okay, shove it in now!" Dan cried out as he snapped several pictures at different angles, always careful not to get in any of her bonds.
"OHHH!" Carol groaned as she felt the thick knob push through her split labes and shove inward. Her cunt-walls gripped the driving cock-head as inch after hot inch of Joe's sensitive, throbbing dick slid deeper and deeper into her slippery, tight fuck-tunnel.
"UNNNGHhhh!" Joe groaned, shifting his ass back and forth as he tried to find an angle where he could get the maximum amount of friction for his spasming cock-head.
"OH, MY GOD! UNNGHHH!! FUCKIN' JEEESUS, FUCK MEEEE!!" Carol cried loudly as she felt his rod work deeper into her juicing snatch. She had so much prick-meat in her that she wondered if the tip of his dick would start edging up her belly toward her parted lips.
"Okay, you're almost all the way in," Dan said breathlessly as he took several photos of Joe's angry red prick-shaft as it sank slowly between Carol's swollen cunt-lips. "When you touch bottom, pull it out a little so I can get a shot of your cock, her snatch, and her face all at once."
Joe grunted, then pushed forward harder with his hairy ass. At the same time he swung his muscular hips from side to side, giving Carol that old reaming action that drove her out of her mind that night. Finally Carol felt the bottom edge of his hot, hairy leathery balls touch her trembling thighs. In several seconds his groin was rubbing against her crotch.
"Ohhhh!" Carol moaned again as she felt Joe's cock throb and swell inside her hot fuck-hole.
"That's it!" Dan cried excitedly as Joe grunted again and squeezed his muscular ass-cheeks together, pulling out his massive dick slowly. Carol's cunt-lips puckered up, pulling at the mammoth rod as Dan took several pictures of his wife's contorted face. "Okay, back in," Dan said laughing.
"Hey, I don't need instructions from you on how to fuck a woman," Joe said a little angrily as he hunched forward and buried his jerking cock back in Carol's snatch.
Suddenly he reached between their bodies and slid his right hand down until it touched her clit. Joe hunched his powerful thighs up and down more rhythmically as he started rubbing her tiny shaft. Soon he was strumming on it as if it were a harp string. Carol thought she'd piss on the table when he tugged at it.
"Yes! OH, GOD, FUCK MEEE!!" Carol shrieked again as Joe lowered his head and started biting each of her nipples in turn. He clamped his lips over one, sucking hard as he dug his teeth into the tender brown flesh and swirled his tongue rapidly over the taut tit-skin. All the while he kept tugging at her clit, rolling it back and forth and massaging it gently. Her cunt-muscles were contracting tighter and tighter while her belly heaved with each pull.
"OHHH! ARRRGHHH!! WAWWWHHH!! FUCK MEEEM JAM THAT PRICK IN MY SNATCH!!" Carol shrieked as she threw her hips into the air as best she could. The ropes cramped her fucking style, but she was still able to thrash around and clamp her thighs together, milking Joe's slamming prick.
"Ohhh, babe!" Joe groaned, pulling his mouth away from her left tit with a popping sound and slamming it against hers. Carol nearly choked when he pushed her lips apart and forced his thick, hot tongue past her front teeth. She felt it driving back farther and farther toward the back of her throat as she started fighting back with her own, pushing his tongue up and down as their bodies started to vibrate with pre-orgasmic spasms.
"Oh, shit! Don't come yet," Dan pleaded. The button became stuck on his camera and he pounded it desperately against his hand.
"Y-You don't s-stop a thing l-like this," Joe stammered as he slammed his hips harder and faster against Carol's reddening groin.
"IN! IN! IN!" Carol screamed as she tossed her head from side to side.
"UNNNGHH! UNNGH!!" Joe groaned as he felt the hot jism boil up in his balls.
"Christ! Okay! Now!" Dan said as he freed the jammed button and aimed it at Carol's sweating fflce
"AIYEEEE!! ARRGHHH!!" Carol shouted as their bodies rose and fell, twisted and jerked and bucked in the throes of orgasm. "OHHHH, FUCK!! I'M COMING!! ARRRGH!!!! NNNNNGHHH!!! COOOMMMIIINNNGGG!!!"
Joe dug his powerful thick fingers into Carol's side and grunted something unintelligible as wad after wad of hot, sticky cum sprayed into her sucking cunt.
"Yeah! More bucking! That's right!" Dan coaxed from the sidelines as he took several shots of Joe and Carol thrashing on the table.
"UNNNGHHH!! UNGHHHH!!" Carol cried out again, feeling another series of violent spasms sweep over her body. Her tits were squashed flat by the heavy weight of Joe's writhing, sweaty body, and her nipples were mashed in by the pounding of his muscular chest. But Carol didn't care. Her pussy contracted and pulled at the man's shooting prick as wave after wave of climax tore at her body.
"Hey, I think she's finally had it," Dan said as he walked up to her head and watched her blink her eyes open.
"Ohhhhh," was all Carol could say as she turned her face away from Dan.
"Oh, babe, that was fan-fuckin'-tastic!" Joe said, squeezing his big ass-cheeks together to milk out the last few drops of cum from his cock before drawing it out.
"Ooohhh!" Carol cried out in disappointment as she felt Joe hunch up his hips and start pulling out his prick.
"Hey, I think she wants to go for another round," Dan said as he looked at his wife. "You game?"
"Hey, she may be a fuck-machine, but I'm not. She wants a fuck so bad, let her strap you on," Joe said sarcastically as he looked meaningfully at Dan.
"You've made your point," Carol's husband said sullenly. "Besides, I've got a surprise for her. It'll take care of whatever she's feeling in her pussy," Dan said as he laid his camera on another table and ran up the stairs.
As soon as she heard the back door open and slam shut, Carol began pleading with Joe.
"Please let me go. You can see that he's sick. Oh, my God, lord only knows what he's got planned! Please let me go," Carol begged as she looked up pleadingly at Joe.
"I don't know. You've treated him kind of rotten," Joe said, scratching his face. He was obviously debating whether or not to betray his "friend".
"What has he done for you?" Carol cried out desperately. "What do you owe him to do this kind of thing?"
"He's helped me out-got me a job-gave me a home," Joe said defiantly.
"He's using you!" Carol cried out as she struggled with her bonds. "And when he's through, he'll toss you aside."
"And why should you expect any help from me?" Joe asked defiantly.
"My God! Can't you see what's happening? You think it's right for a man to tie a woman up in a basement and force her to submit to a strange man while he takes pictures?" Carol asked desperately. Dan would be coming down those stairs soon.
"Maybe not, but it's for the trial," Joe said, screwing up his forehead and obviously thinking about releasing Carol.
"God in heaven, let me go before it's too late!" Carol begged as she heard the back door open again.
"It's too late," Joe said, sighing deeply as Dan came down the stairs. Carol pricked up her ears. He had someone with him. She turned her head around and saw that the "someone" was a Great Dane!
"Oh, my God...." she began, then stopped as her mouth dropped open.
"A little bigger than you're used to, Carol, but you probably can take on a Greyhound bus," Dan said snidely as he led the dog forward to the woman's upturned snatch. The dog's ears pricked up when he caught wind of her juice-saturated beaver.
"Hey, Dan, don't we have enough?" Joe asked, a little sickened by the sight of the big dog sniffing at Carol's exposed pussy. The Dane strained at his leash, whimpering loudly as he tried to get at the woman's quivering twat.
"Are you kiddin'? With shots like these, she'll have to leave me alone. Besides, like I told you, she grooves on dogs. You shoulda seen her that night after she'd screwed you. Jesus, you think you got her hot!" Dan said, enjoying Joe's obvious discomfort at what was about to happen.
"Please, don't," Carol pleaded from the table, hoping to gain Joe's sympathy.
"All right," Joe said, turning from Carol and walking to the far corner of the basement.
"Get her, boy," Dan whispered in the panting Dane's big, pointed ears as he released the dog's collar.
"Ugggh!" Carol cried out in fear as the animal lunged forward and rammed his big, flat cold nose against her trembling snatch.
"Eat that snatch!" Dan cried out enthusiastically as the Dane pushed his flat, black wet nose hard against Carol's twat-lips.
"OHHHH! AIYEEE!!" she cried out, arching her back and digging her head into the table as she twisted her thighs from side to side, trying to slide her cunt away from the animal's probing nose.
"Hey, Dan, maybe-" Joe began.
"Shut up," Dan said angrily as he aimed his camera at Carol and the dog and started taking photos. "She'll get used to it. She acts like the violated virgin now, but wait till she gets warmed up."
Carol heard her husband and bit her lower lip, determined that she wouldn't feel a thing.
But she couldn't ignore the rumblings that were beginning to roll through her snatch. The big Dane's nose was massaging her cunt-lips, spreading them slowly apart and slipping into her contracting pussy. Try as she might, Carol couldn't ignore the growing pleasurable feeling that was beginning to build in her twat, tits and belly.
"See, look!" Dan said eagerly. "Look at that bitch! She's stopped fighting it already, and the fuckin' dog's just started."
Carol groaned as she felt the Dane open his mouth next to her twat-lips and start tonguing her pussy. His huge, hot, rough tongue was all she needed to make her forget where she was and who was watching her.
"UNNGHHH!!" Carol cried out, hunching her ass-cheeks off the table and up in the air as the Dane sloshed his tongue in and out, around and around her gaping hot hole. It slathered up her gradually swelling snatch-lips, laying thick layers of doggie-spittle on her twitching cunt-flesh. Finally the animal moved his tongue farther up and slapped it across her swollen clit.
"AAHhhh!" she sighed loudly as shocks of unspeakable pleasure tore through her pussy and ripped into her asshole. "Ohhh, Goddd!" she groaned again as the animal's bright-red tongue sloshed around in her fuck-tunnel, then moved down until it poked gently into her quivering asshole.
"Whoooeee!" Dan said, shooting more shots as Joe watched Carol and the Dane in disbelief. "Look at that bitch go! I'll bet that fuckin' dog ain't had a piece like that all his life."
Carol didn't hear her husband any more. She bucked, heaved and thrashed on the table, groaning and shrieking alternately as the dog's tonguing became more frenzied. The room was filled with squishing and slurping sounds as the Dane rammed his tongue faster and faster into and around Carol's snatch. Her tits flopped from side to side on her heaving chest as her nipples burned at their tips. She wished she could reach forward and wrap her fingers around the animal's pointed prick.
Dan seemed to guess at what she wanted. He laid down the camera and walked over to the table, moving the dog to one side as he reached up and unfastened the ropes to her legs. In an instant Carol was free. Her arms were untied from the table sides. All she had to do was get up and run.
But something else was in control of her body now. Her clit vibrated wildly between her reddened, blood-engorged pussy-lips. Her shitter spasmed in time with her cunt. Her titties ached for relief. The only escape she could have now was a prick rammed up her cunt. And when she looked down and saw the Dane's huge, glistening pointed cock bobbing between his furry hindquarters, Carol knew that the only prick she could have now was his.
"It's okay, baby," Dan said softly to her as he backed slowly away from the table and reached down for his camera. "Do whatever you want to do."
Carol didn't need any encouragement from her husband. Slowly she rolled over until she was crouching at the far end of the table with her cunt wiggling in the air at the Dane. She felt the heavy weight of her gigantic tits pull at her chest as she heard the dog growl and bark excitedly.
"There's not enough room on that fuckin' table," Dan said disgustedly as he put down his camera again and walked over to Carol.
The Dane had tried several times to jump up. His tries resulted in nearly tipping over the table and sending Carol crashing to the floor.
"OWWW!" she cried as Dan roughly grabbed her and pushed her off the table. Before she knew it, she was on her hands and knees on the cold, damp concrete floor. The Dane pranced over to her and started slurping at her ass, making her twitch and buck and hunch back and beg for more.
"Ohhhh, yeah, baby, you'll get more," Dan hissed between his teeth as he focused his camera again and aimed it at her swollen pussy-lips.
"AIYEEE!!" Carol screamed as the Dane's tongue sloshed wildly at her beating clit. The smell and taste of her torrents of cunt-juice excited the animal, making him sand her passion-bud with his tongue until Carol thought he was going to tear it off.
"Fuck him! Fuck him!" Dan encouraged her.
The words seemed to penetrate Carol's burning brain. Automatically she reached back with her right hand and groped for the Dane's bobbing prick. Her stiffened nipples trailed across the smooth, cold floor as she felt the dog's hot, slick boner brush against her hand.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned, opening her hand, then closing her slender fingers around the Dane's knotty prick. The dog howled and jerked when he felt the sudden pressure. But Carol's expert cock-massaging soon calmed him down. She felt his dick swell and throb between her fingers as she slowly slid her hand back and forth on his twitching prick.
"Look at her!" Dan cried excitedly to Joe.
"Ahhhh!" Carol groaned as her fingers slid to the pointed tip of the Dane's glistening cock. She felt something hot, wet and sticky ooze onto her hands. It was his cum leaking freely out of his tiny piss-slit. She licked her lower lip anxiously as she slathered her fingers with the fluid, using it as a lubricant on the animal's cock.
"See, Joe? She's a regular pro at jacking off dogs," Dan said mockingly. "Wait till you see her fuck one."
"Ohhh, fuck!" Joe said disgustedly as he turned his back on the thrashing Carol.
"OHHHH, FUCK! FUCK!! FUCK!!!" Carol cried out as the Dane whimpered loudly, then jumped up, nearly crushing her to the ground as he jammed his huge forepaws on her shoulders and battered his raging hard-on against her juicing cunt-lips.
"MMMM! OHHH! ARRRGHHH!! FUCK MEEEE!!" she cried out again.
"Jesus! That bitch's gonna barbecue the fuckin' dog's cock," Dan said as he dropped to his knees and pointed the lens of his camera at the animal's ramming prick.
"Ohhhh!!" Carol cried out again, reaching back and spreading her snatch-lips apart. In an instant, the dog's cock slipped between her puffy red labes like a white-hot poker through butter.
"UH! UHHH!! ARRGHH!! WAWWHHH!!" Carol shrieked as she felt the Dane's knotty prick jam farther and farther into her hole, twitching wildly against her spasming slick cunt-walls. Finally she felt his furry balls bounce against her upturned ass-cheeks.
"Fuck him! FUCK HIM!!" Dan cried out excitedly.
The room was quickly filled with Carol's groans, the dog's growls, the squishing sound of cock in cunt, and the frenzied clicking of Dan's camera. Carol tossed her head from side to side as the Dane's large, glistening prick slid faster and harder into her jerking cunt. Her ass-cheeks quivered with each powerful forward thrust as the Dane's heavy, dangling balls slapped noisily against her quivering butt.
"AHHH! UNNGHH!! ARRRGHHH!! UGH!!" Carol screeched like an animal herself as the dog's body trembled above her. She felt his sexual heat pour through his wiry short hairs and incinerate her hunching back as her pussy was fired up white-hot by his spear-like dong.
"Stop it! STOP IT!" Joe cried out as he ran to Carol. Dan got up and swung around, grabbing his friend by the right arm.
"Hey, don't mess up a good thing. Look, she's gonna come," Dan said, glancing first at his wife then back at Joe. "She's gonna blow her wad. Watch it."
Dan and Joe stared at Carol. Her eyes were clamped shut and her body jerked and hunched as the Dane started in on his final thrusts before orgasm.
"AIYEEE!! ARRRGHHH!!" Carol shrieked, backing against the animal's bucking, muscular body as the first climactic spasm ripped through her snatch.
Suddenly Carol felt the animal's cock swell inside her hole. Hot cum gushed from the Dane's spasming prick, coating her quivering cunt-flesh. In seconds, rivers of hot doggie-jizz leaked out of her sucking hot hole and oozed down her trembling thighs.
"Oh, God!" Joe murmured disgustedly as he turned around and leaned against the stair railing.
"That's it, baby!" Dan shouted gleefully as he snapped Carol in the grips of her come. "Come on! Give a nice smile to daddy," he said sarcastically as spasm after mind-burning spasm tore through Carol's contracting cunt.
"Ugh!" Carol finally grunted as the last of orgasm swept over her twitching clit. She collapsed in exhaustion to the floor as the Dane jumped off and pranced over to Joe.
"Get away from me!" Joe screamed at the startled dog. He turned and ran up the stairs as Dan chuckled and wound up the camera.
"Well, Carol, looks like you're not the only one now who's got a little something to take to court," Dan said as he sneered at his panting wife.
"Oh, God! Just get away from me," Carol said. She was disgusted at herself as well as at him. How could she have let him get away with a thing like this? At least she could have tried to escape-to look horrified or disgusted when Joe and the dog were fucking her. Instead she looked like she was begging for more cock-any kind of prick to be shoved up her snatch.
"Don't worry about that," Dan said as he shoved his camera in the brown leather duffle bag and started up the floor, pulling the Dane behind him. "But don't you think that you're gonna walk away from this divorce with everything," Dan said at the top of the stairs.
"GET OUT!" Carol shrieked. She heard her husband laugh loudly, then slam the back door loudly.
What have I done? Oh, my God, what have I done! Carol repeated over and over to herself as she staggered to her feet and headed for the stairs.
CHAPTER SIX
Carol stood in the shower for half an hour, washing off the sweat and cum that covered her body. She wondered what Dan would try to do with those photos. Was he going to blackmail her? She didn't have any money for that. Would he make her give up Ian? Carol shuddered at that thought. Ian under Dan's wing. It was just the sort of sick joke that he was capable of playing. And he held all flie cards now. She had to think of a way to get back those pictures.
Suddenly she heard the phone ringing in the living room. Her hair stood on end. Was it Dan calling her and gloating over what had happened? Maybe he wanted to bargain with her.
Carol turned off the water and jumped dripping out of the tub and leaped for the phone.
"Hi, Carol. It's Clay, remember?"
"Ohhh, Clay," she said, a little disappointed.
"Hey, even my opponents give me a better reception," Clay said over the phone.
"Sorry, but I've got a headache," Carol said, ashamed of such a cheap lie.
"Boy, that's an old one. Well, in any case, what about me coming over and chasing those blues away?" Clay said cheerily over the receiver.
At first Carol was going to say no. Then she thought that she needed some kind of change of scene.
"Why not? We can have some wine, and maybe we can go out for dinner later," Carol said. There was a pause at the other end of the line. Carol could hear the man breathing heavily. Even after what she'd gone through she felt her cunt react positively, twitching slightly as she thought of Clay's hefty whang.
"Be over in about an hour. Hey, get the bed turned down. I'm bringing over a surprise," he said as he hung up.
Oh, God! Carol thought. Just what I needed-another surprise, she said to herself as she ran back to the bathroom and toweled herself dry.
Carol walked to the bedroom and started rummaging through the dresser drawer. She pulled out a short, see-through blue nightie.
Slipping it on, Carol ran to the kitchen and started slicing cheese for the wine. The doorbell rang, and Carol glanced at the wall clock.
He's thirty minutes early. Must be horny again, she said to herself as she fluffed up her hair and walked into the living room and opened the door.
"Whew! You're ready for action," Clay said as he walked in and put down his duffle bag.
Carol winced as she looked at it. It was identical to the one Dan had had earlier that afternoon.
"Something wrong, hon?" Clay said as he walked over to her and put his arms around her slender waist.
"No, nothing. I guess it's just that I'm not feeling well," Carol said as she put her hand up to her forehead.
"Well, I've got the perfect cure for that," Clay said as he started moving his hands back until they were caressing her firm ass-cheeks.
"No, don't," Carol protested, reaching down and pushing his hands away. "Ian's going to be coming home from school soon. It's almost four o'clock!"
Clay looked at the clock and shrugged his shoulders.
"School lets out at three-thirty. If I know kids, he'll be hanging around some place till at least five. That's dinner time, and that's when he'll be home," Clay said, pulling his hands forward again and rubbing Carol's twitching thighs.
"Ohhh, I want you to fuck me," Carol said, closing her eyes and giving in to the hot feeling that was gripping her cunt. "But I'm afraid that Ian-"
"Don't worry about that. We'll just camp out in your bedroom and lock the door. Your son's smart enough not to barge in when you want some privacy," Clay said, pulling her gently toward her bedroom door.
"I don't know," she protested weakly.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Clay said, letting her go and running back to his duffle bag.
"What's in there?" Carol asked curiously.
"The surprise I told you about over the phone. You'll find out soon enough," Clay said mysteriously as he took her hand again.
This time she didn't need any coaxing. The sight of Clay's ruggedly handsome face and the noticeable bulge between his legs was enough for her.
"Ohhh, babe, I've missed you all day," Clay said huskily as he closed and locked the door behind him.
"It's been all of four hours," Carol said, smiling as she reached up and teasingly untied the drawstrings that held the top of her nightie together. Clay gasped as the top fell open, exposing her swollen tits.
"They're bigger and more beautiful than I remembered them," Clay said as his eyes riveted themselves to her stiffening, reddening nipples.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned, pushing the rest of her nightie to the floor, exposing her swelling pussy-lips to Clay's view. Slowly she moved her slender fingers down and forward until their tips pushed gently through the thick forest of cunt-hairs. Carol felt her silky muff run past her fingers as her snatch trembled excitedly.
"God, babe!" Clay whispered hoarsely as he reached down and pulled off the blue sweatshirt he was wearing.
"Ahhhh!" Carol groaned as she opened her eyes and focused them on Clay's massive, hairy chest. Her tits ached for the feel of his wiry black body hairs. Her nipples itched for his hot skin and the sensation of being mashed in as he hunched against her.
"Get on that bed," Clay said as he unzipped his slacks and pushed them to the floor.
Carol sat down on the edge of the bed obediently, staring at the jerking cock-bulge sticking out of his cotton shorts.
"Waiting for this, hon?" he said softly as he slowly peeled down the elastic waistband of his Jockeys.
"Yes! Oh, God, yessss!" she hissed excitedly as she saw the tip of his reddened cock-head peek above the tight material. "Ohhh!" she exclaimed as Clay suddenly jammed his shorts down. His prick sprang out and bobbed frenziedly in the air.
"Let me eat that cunt," Clay whispered as he lunged forward and dropped to his knees.
Before she could say anything, Carol felt Clay's tongue land on her erect clit and start to rub against it back and forth.
"AAAAHHHhhh!" she groaned, closing her eyes and hunching her hips against Clay's sucking mouth. She rolled her head slowly from side to side as she gripped the bedspread tightly with her fingers. The veins stood out in her neck as she felt spasm after cunt-tearing spasm explode through her pussy.
"Mghfff!" Clay groaned as he pursed his lips and cupped them over her throbbing, stiff clit.
"AIYEEE!!" Carol shrieked as she hunched up harder against his face. She thought he was going to tear off her clit with his mouth. "No! NOOOO! NOOO!!" she cried over and over again as she prayed he wouldn't stop. Her asshole and tits screamed for relief while Clay continued to suck and tongue her vibrating clit.
Suddenly he was pulling away.
"Oh, God, don't leave me like this! I need you to-Oh, Jeesuss, don't leave me!" Carol groaned, opening her eyes wide in surprise and frustration and Clay scooted across the bedroom floor on his knees. "What are you doing?" she gasped as she saw him unzip the duffle bag and reach in.
"I told you I'd surprise you," he said, winking at her as he pulled out a large, white dildo.
"My God! What are you going to do with that?" she asked a little nervously.
"Just slide up on that bed and you'll find out soon enough," Clay said as he came at her with the plastic cock as though he were going to spear her with it.
"What do you want me to-OHHH!!" Carol screamed as she felt him slide the plastic dong between her puffy labes. Clay reached down and twisted the base until it started buzzing loudly. "AHHH! AHHHH!! OHHHH, YESSSS!!" Carol screeched as she felt the vibrations carry up to her clit and tits.
"I told you, you'd love it!" Clay said, slowly sliding the buzzing dildo in and out of her juicing snatch. The white plastic glistened with layers of twat-juice as Carol twisted her back and ass-cheeks wildly on the bed.
"Turn over on your side," Clay said huskily as he rolled her gently to the right.
"Ohhhh!" Carol cried softly as she obeyed automatically. She didn't care what he did to her. Her clit was throbbing wildly now, slamming and beating against her aching snatch-lips while Clay snuggled closely against her butt. She could ,feel his hot dick pressing into her quivering buns.
"Unnghh!" Carol groaned as Clay reached over her shoulder and squeezed her right tit with his hand. She hunched against his hot, sweating body as he trailed his rough fingertips across her hard, itching nipple.
"That's the way I like my women, baby, hot and juicy," he said as he let go of her tit and reached down to resume pumping the vibrator in and out of her pussy.
"What are you doing!" Carol asked as she suddenly felt Clay take his hand off the dildo and move his fingers up until they were probing at her quivering shitter.
"I'm going to fuck you in the ass," Clay said matter-of-factly.
"Ohhh, God!" she said weakly. Why not? Carol wanted to put up a show of protest, but the vibrations ripping through her cunt were too powerful. "Yess! Yesss! ANYTHING!! JUST FUCK MEEEE!!" she cried as the vibrations rippled through her thrashing body.
Carol could hear Clay spitting on his fingers, then feel him lubricating her tight, puckered asshole with the saliva.
"Ohhh, this is gonna be great!" Clay moaned as he hunched slightly down on the bed, spreading her firm ass-cheeks far apart as he thrust his hips up against her butt.
"AIYEEE!! OH, NOOO!!" Carol shrieked as she felt searing bolts of agonizing pain rip through her asshole. "TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT!!" she screamed.
"Sorry, babe. You're tighter than I thought. I just had the tip of my cock-head in you," Clay said, panting. "Guess you're going to need some priming."
"Priming?" Carol asked, sighing in relief as she felt the pain disappear from her ass.
"Just relax," Clay said as he slid his fingers toward Carol's shit-chute. Suddenly he stuck one finger sharply up Carol's asshole and started wriggling it around.
"WOOOeeehhh!" she groaned. It was almost like being fucked in the ass by Rex. She began to twist and grind her thighs in response to Clay's fingering.
"Oh, shit!" Clay cried, feeling the cum boiling desperately in his balls. If he didn't relax, he knew it would be spurting into his steely prick, splattering uselessly on the bedspread. "Ohhh, baby!" Clay moaned, kneading Carol's twitching ass. He stuck two more fingers up her violated shitter, screwing them deep into Carol's bowels.
"AIYEEEE!! OHHHH!!" she shrieked. Now her hole was stuffed about as much as it had been with Rex's cock that morning. But Clay's prick was at least twice, maybe three times the German shepherd's cock in width. She wondered if she'd be able to take that much up her tiny little asshole.
"Okay, baby, we'll try again," Clay whispered softly as he hunched his hips forward and pulled his fingers out of the way.
"AIYEEE!! UNNNGHHH!!" Carol cried out as Clay's prick-head rammed unsuccessfully at the brown pucker of her bung.
"Maybe more spit," Clay groaned as he wet his prick with saliva until it was dripping. He grabbed Carol's quivering thighs and tried to position her so he could get a good angle on her asshole. The continual buzzing sound of the dildo filled both their ears as Clay lunged forward suddenly and buried his huge whang in her twitching shitter.
"AGGGHHH!! NOOO!! TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT!! AIYEEE!!" Carol screeched. But this time Clay's mammoth dick was buried in her asshole. Half of it protruded out of her bung as the lawyer screwed his hairy, muscular asscheeks around and around, trying to bury the full length of his throbbing prick-shaft.
"Easy, babe," Clay said as he saw Carol's face contorted with pain. "I'm takin' it as slow as I can," he said hoarsely.
Carol's asshole was tight. But once Clay had buried his thick cock-head in her flesh, the rest of his shaft slipped in without too much effort. Gradually, the vibrations from the dildo and Clay's gentle thrusting opened her shitter. In a few seconds, Carol felt Clay's steaming balls rub against her downy ass.
"Ohhh!" she groaned. His cock had never felt so good. The heat seemed to incinerate her shit-tunnel as Carol found herself silently begging him for more.
"Easy, babe. I'm gonna start fuckin'," Clay said.
Carol didn't care. Her clit began to twitch and beat wildly again. The only thing she was sorry for was that there wasn't a prick stuffed between her lips. Carol had never felt anything like this before. The almost unspeakable pain that had churned her stomach and rattled her teeth had quickly turned into delicious spasms that racked her ass in time to the contractions of her cunt.
"OHHH! FUCK MEEEE!!" she groaned as hot flashes of ecstasy tore through her asshole.
"Ohhh, babe! I'm gonna come soon!" Clay groaned as he twisted and ground his hips against her taut ass-cheeks. At the same time he reached down and wrapped his fingers around the vibrating dildo. He reamed it around and around, churning the slick plastic cock inside Carol's sucking snatch.
"AHHHGG! AIYEEE!!" Carol screeched as she felt the first of a wild series of powerful orgasmic spasms tear at her clit.
"UNNghhh! Nnnghhh!" Clay groaned as he felt his boiling jism explode out of his balls and shoot through the center of his throbbing cock. In seconds it wadded up in his pulsating cock-head, spewing out of his wide piss-slit and spattering against Carol's shit-tunnel.
"OHHHH! ARRRGHHHH!!" Carol cried as she felt the first hot wad of Clay's cum shoot in her shit-hole. At the same time her clit began to beat wildly against Clay's strumming finger. The dildo continued to buzz, racking her contracting cunt with its steady series of vibrations. It seemed to make her pussy break out into a continual, steady series of orgasmic spasms. Carol wondered if her climax would last as long as the dildo was shoved up her snatch.
"AHHH! AHHH!!" Clay screamed as he felt his hot creamy load pushing against the sides of his prick, speeding to the jerking tip and exploding into Carol's violated asshole. With each hot squirt, Carol hunched her butt against Clay's sweaty, hairy groin, rubbing her tender buns raw and red as the two of them shook and thrashed violently like two entwined trees in a hurricane.
Carol was shaking all over and her breath was uneven while Clay relaxed a bit, his load shot.
"Oh, God, baby, you're somethin' else! You're better almost this way than in the cunt," Clay said as he pulled the buzzing plastic cock out of Carol's slackening pussy.
"OHHhhh!" she cried out half in disappointment as the buzzing vibrator slid out.
"I think you groove on that thing more than cock-meat," Clay said jokingly as he turned her over on her back and rolled between her widely splayed legs.
"Don't you ever think that," Carol said, smiling at him. Her asshole still twitched from the sudden cock extraction. "Of all the things I like, your cock up my cunt's one of my favorite things."
"Hey, Mom, you home?" Ian said as he ran into the living room.
"Oh, my God! It's Ian!" Carol whispered in horror as she pushed Clay away from her and nearly sent him crashing to the floor.
"Mom?" Ian called out from the hallway. She could tell that he was heading toward the bedroom.-
"I guess he didn't see my car," Clay whispered as he rolled off the bed and quietly started dressing.
"I'm in here, Ian. Don't come in. I've got a roaring headache and want to be left alone," she said, praying God that he wouldn't say anything that would give away their relationship. She wasn't too sure how Clay would take it.
"Okay, Mom. I'm going out anyway. Brenda's outside, and she just wanted to say hello," Ian called through the locked door. "We're going out for dinner."
"Don't stay out too late," she said, feeling those familiar pangs of jealousy tear through her.
"That was a lucky break!" Clay said as he pressed his ear to the door and heard Ian slamming the front door behind him. "I'll be able to get out of here before he comes back."
"Clay-Clay I need your help!" Carol cried out suddenly. It occurred to her that maybe he could help her get those photos Dan took.
"Well, how?"
Carol bit her lower lip. She couldn't tell him everything.
"It's-it's about something Dan did to me this afternoon-after I got back from your office," Carol started, deciding to tell him about Joe and leave out the part about the dog.
After she'd finished her story, Clay sat down heavily on a chair and stared at her.
"And you haven't called the cops? You're crazy!" Clay said, jumping up and unlocking the .door.
"Don't! Please!" Carol cried out, guessing that he was going to phone the police. "The whole thing would destroy Ian. Please don't call the police," she begged desperately.
"What else can we do?" Clay asked helplessly.
"Oh, God, that's what I thought you could tell me," Carol said as she sank back into the bed in despair.
"I'll have to think about this," Clay said. "He'll probably make copies of those pictures. We've got to get hold of all of them plus the negatives. You sure don't give me an easy job, but I'll see what I can do. I've got friends who are private detectives, plus a couple of people on the police force," Clay said, pacing back and forth in the bedroom. "Maybe I can come up with something, after all," he said, looking up and smiling at her.
"Oh, thank God!" she said, jumping out of bed and running up to him.
"OOHHFF!" he cried out as she threw herself at him. Carol felt his strong hands wrap around her waist and push her against him. Clay jammed his lips against her mouth and speared his thick tongue between her lips as he slid one hand down the crack that ran between her taut ass-cheeks and the other down to her snatch.
"Ohhh, you'll get me hot if you keep doing that," Carol said as she hunched her fat cunt-lips onto Clay's probing hand.
"I'm ready to fuck you again," the lawyer said as he started pushing her toward the bed.
"Ian-Ian'll be home in a bit," Carol said, pushing him gently away.
"Sometimes I think you and that kid...." Clay started, then stopped in the middle of the sentence.
"Come on, Clay. Work on something to help me out and call me tomorrow. I need some help right away," she said, linking her arm under his and escorting him out into the living room.
"Trying to get rid of me, I know," he said jokingly as he bent down and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Better get out of sight of the opened door. The neighbors'll talk," he said, smiling broadly at her as he walked out of the house.
"If they haven't already!" she said, standing behind the door and closing it as soon as Clay left.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Carol paced back and forth nervously in her living room as she glanced at the clock. It was almost midnight and Ian wasn't home. She reached for the phone, then dropped her hand to her side. Carol didn't want to call the police just yet.
Suddenly she heard footsteps coming up the walk. Carol peered through the curtains and saw Ian running up to the porch.
"Hi, Mom!" he said a little embarrassed as he walked into the living room and headed for the kitchen.
"Where have you been!" Carol almost shouted, unable to hide her feelings.
"Easy, Mom. We went to a movie," Ian said as he opened the refrigerator door.
"With your zipper open?" Carol said, glancing down at his parted fly.
"Oh, that. Well, telling the truth, we didn't do much watching of the movie," he said, flushing red.
"What did you two do-screw?" Carol said in a quavering voice.
"Oh, no, Mom," Ian said, slamming the door shut. "She-well, gave me a hand-job."
"Oh, my God!" Carol said. "What a waste," she groaned, thinking of all that beautiful, hot white cum spurting into the air and landing in some empty theater seat.
"Yeah, I know," Ian said, wondering if he should zip up his fly or not. "But I'm making progress with her. Before she wouldn't even let me kiss her."
"You could come right here and get a hell of a lot more!" Carol finally said, looking up at her son while she reached over and slid her fingers into his pants. She felt his ripe prick spring up under the touch of her hand.
"Ohhhh, do you think we could-" Ian began.
"You're goddamned right we could," Carol said, opening up the red flannel bathrobe she was wearing. Her son gasped as he saw those familiar swollen tits and raven-black beaver facing him.
"Jesus Christ!" he almost shouted, jumping up from the kitchen chair and unbuttoning his Levi's. His prick jerked out and twitched angrily in the air while Ian lifted his shirt above his head and threw it on the stove.
"Oh, God, come on!" Carol said as she dragged her son out of the kitchen and into the living room.
"Wait, Mom! Oh, Jesus, I almost forgot," Ian said, pulling back.
"Brenda's coming over," Carol groaned as she felt her cunt slacken in disappointment.
"Nope! I took her home. But on the way back I ran into Jimmy Blackburn. He was stopping off at that all-night drugstore for some cigarettes and I invited him over for a bull session. Seems like he's having some trouble with his girl putting out, too, and I thought we'd compare notes."
"I don't give a fuck if the President's coming over here! I want your cock up my snatch nowl" Carol said to him as she pulled him into the living room and nearly threw him down on the floor.
"But what about Jimmy?" Ian asked.
"He can join us if he wants," she said as she knelt between her son's spread legs and started trailing her tongue along the smooth, muscular flesh. She watched his cock jerk angrily as she lapped at his thighs. Carol reached up and tickled the tiny hairs that grew out from the bottom of his heavy balls.
-"Ohhhh, Mom!" Ian groaned as Carol cupped his fuck-sacs gently in her left hand and rolled them back and forth between her massaging fingers. At the same time she reached up with her right hand and lightly trailed her fingertips up and down the boy's jerking cock-shaft. Slowly she moved her mouth up to Ian's balls, tonguing the hot, tender skin along the way.
"Mmmmfhhhfff!" she groaned as she cupped her lips around the leathery skin of his balls and sucked the hot, heavy sacs deep into her mouth.
"AIIIII!!" Ian groaned, hunching up until the tip of his cock twitched mightily and banged Carol on the forehead.
Suddenly Carol and Ian heard knocking on the front door.
"Ian, you home?" a young boy said outside. "It's Jimmy," Ian said.
"Invite him in," she answered, feeling her cunt heat up like a blast furnace at the thought of two young cocks shooting their hot loads into her sucking cunt.
"Come on in, Jimmy, and don't be too surprised at what you see," Ian warned.
Carol looked up and saw a tall, broad-shouldered and dark-haired boy walk in.
"Hi-Oh, my God!" Jimmy said, nearly falling out of the house as he saw what was going on in the living room.
"Shut the door, Jimmy," Carol said. She'd seen her son's friend a few times, but they'd never formally met. This was as good a time as any.
"What's going-going on?" Jimmy stammered as he closed the door and leaned against the front wall.
"Oh, come on," Carol said, lowering her head and cupping her lips around Ian's slender, twitching cock and sliding her mouth down to its thick base. The boy closed his eyes and groaned loudly, hunching up his hips until his balls flew up and slapped noisily against Carol's sucking cheeks.
"Awww, SUCK IT, MOM!" Ian cried, reaching up and digging his fingertips into her skull.
Carol pulled her head away and released her son's prick with a loud squishing sound.
"Want to join us, Jimmy?" Carol asked as she looked up at the boy again.
"I-I-" Jimmy stammered.
Carol shifted her eyes down and saw the boy's crotch swell out toward her.
"I can see that you're not exactly oblivious to what's going on. Come on!" she urged. "Take those clothes off and get the fuck of your life."
"Ian?" Jimmy asked, nervously fingering the growing bulge between his thighs.
"Do what you want," Ian said, shrugging his shoulders.
The boy quickly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the coffee table. Carol looked at his incredibly broad chest. It was as smooth as Ian's, but far wider and more muscular. His nipples were stiffened, a good indication that he was ready for her cunt.
"The pants," Carol panted as she continued to stroke her son's purple-red cock.
Jimmy fumbled with the top button, finally pushing it through the hole and unzipping his Levi's. The boy's massive rod sprang free. Carol saw immediately that it was similar to Clay's-thick and heavily veined, surrounded by a thick matting of black crotch hair.
"Oh, Jesus, get that cock down here!" Carol groaned as she turned back to her son and slipped her mouth back around his jerking prick.
"AHHHH!!" Ian cried. He began to moan louder as Carol's warm, wet mouth devoured his cock. She sucked in his hot prick as far as she could, reaching up and tickling his balls once more as Ian clenched his smooth asscheeks together and drove his cock farther and farther into his mother's mouth.
"MMMgfff!" Carol cried, almost gagging on her son's spearing prick.
"Suck it, Mom!" Ian cried over and over as Jimmy stepped out of his Levi's and walked over to the two of them.
"Uh ... Mrs. Tyler, I don't know exactly ... uh...." Jimmy stammered as he stared at her huge, flopping titties.
Carol glanced up and saw his mammoth, steely hard-on jerking crazily only inches from her right ear. While she continued to slide her tightly pressed lips up and down her son's slender, smooth prick, Carol reached up with her right hand and wrapped her fingers around Jimmy's thick, hot cock.
"OHHH!" the boy cried out, nearly falling to his knees as Carol slid her hands forward on the hot shaft to his juicing, purple prick-head. She swirled her fingers around his expanding piss-clit, picking up the drops of pre-cum that leaked out of the tiny hole and using them as a lubricant when she moved her fingers back down the young boy's dick to his balls.
"AHHHH! AHHHH!!" Ian grunted. Carol felt his cock swelling and twitching wildly between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. If she didn't ease up in her sucking, he'd shoot his hot load down her throat right now.
"Ohhh, easy, Ian," Carol groaned as she turned around and concentrated on her son's friend. Jimmy was still standing to her right, his eyes closed and his big fists clenched tightly as his mammoth prick was being massaged by the woman's expert fingers. Slowly, Carol slid her hand back down to the base of the boy's cock and turned her head until her parted lips were directly in front of his purple, pulsating dick-head. She moved her head forward, opening her mouth as widely as she could, and sucked in the full length of his big rod.
"UNNNGHHH!!" Jimmy cried out, lurching forward and slamming his hairy, sweaty groin against Carol's face.
"MGGGfff!" she cried out, feeling the red-hot tip of the boy's cock slam against the soft back of her throat. Carol applied a long, steady stream of suction as she started to pull slowly back on Jimmy's dong, sliding her silky tongue up and around the boy's aching prick.
"UHHH! UNNGHHH!!" Jimmy cried out.
"Ever feel-anything like that, Jimmy?" Ian asked his friend as he stroked his cock slowly and watched his mother suck off his friend.
"UNNNGHHH! NOOOOO!!" the boy screamed, squeezing his muscular ass-cheeks together and hunching forward, nearly gagging Carol. The woman responded by reaching up and tickling the boy's balls as lightly as she had Ian's.
"ARRRGHHH!! OHHHH!!" Jimmy responded, slamming his prick wildly in and out of the woman's hot, wet, sucking mouth.
"Hey, Mom, he's gonna shoot if you keep that up," Ian warned as he watched his friend's face become contorted with sexual agony.
"Oh, yes," Carol said, pulling her mouth free of Jimmy's vibrating cock. She saw the big, thick veins throbbing angrily against his taut, red prick-skin, threatening to break through the tight membrane as his balls jangled with each cock-jerking spasm.
"Hey, let's fuck her at the same time!" Ian said anxiously as he climbed off the floor, pulling his mother up with him.
"Huh?" Jimmy asked, still in a daze.
"I'll screw her in the ass and you fuck her in the cunt," Ian said matter-of-factly as he reached down and slowly stroked his mother's juicing labes.
"Geee, I don't know," Jimmy said, hesitating as Carol groaned when her son jammed his right forefinger deep into her hot, sucking snatch.
"Come on, Jimmy. It's okay. My mom and I do this all the time," Ian said as he pulled his mother toward her bedroom.
"I-I guess it's okay, but I don't know how it works-I mean, two guys fuckin' a girl," Jimmy said as he followed the two of them eagerly to the bed.
Carol herself wasn't so sure how it would work. She'd heard of women who loved to fuck two men-even three-all at once. But this would be a first for her. She prayed God that her body could take it-two young, hot cocks jammed up her gut. It was more than she'd ever hoped for.
Ian walked over to her king-sized bed and sat down on the edge, rolling over until he was lying flat on his back in the middle.
"Ohhh, Jeeez, Mom!" he cried out, stroking his cock with his right hand while he stared at her m red-hot hole.
Carol stared at her son for a few seconds before following him to the bed. She felt her cunt-lips swelling more than before as another series of tremors rumbled through her pussy. Her thick matting of black pussy-hair glistened with layers of hot twat-juice while her stiffened nipples twitched in time to the contractions that tore through her snatch.
"Let me butt-fuck you now, Mom!" Ian said hoarsely from the bed. At the same time he reached up and slathered his fingers with spittle, lubricating his slender prick with the liquid. Suddenly Carol felt Jimmy's hands tentatively reach down and caress her firm, creamy ass-cheeks.
"Feel as much as you want," Carol whispered huskily as she turned around and grabbed his hand, jamming his thick, muscular fingers into her hot snatch.
"Wow!" Jimmy said, feeling her slick cunt-flesh contract and grip his invading fingers tightly.
"Ain't she something else?" Ian called out from the bed. "Her pussy's hot enough to burn up your prick. Just think of your cock buried in there."
"UNNNGH!" Carol cried out as she hunched forward on the young boy's hands. He was wriggling his fingers against her sensitive, trembling cunt-walls. Then he slid them slightly out and ran them up until they brushed against her swollen, beating clit. Carol thought the room exploded when Jimmy pinched the tiny organ between his thumb and index finger.
"Hey! Don't make her come now!" Ian warned as he propped himself up on the bed. Carol was shrieking, swaying from side to side and hunching up on the boy's hand as he continued to play with her thick, hot clit.
"Okay!" Jimmy panted, pulling out his fingers and pushing Carol gently towards the bed.
Carol sat down and inched her ass toward Ian, who had rolled over on his side facing her.
"Just relax, Mom," Ian said in her ear as he snuggled up to her back and stroked her quivering ass-cheeks gently with his right hand. Carol knew what to expect from the initial ass-thrust. Clay had fucked her there with a rod twice the thickness of her son's. And she certainly knew what happened when a cock slammed into her pussy. God only knew she'd had enough experience in that department. She even knew how it felt to be stimulated at both ends at the same time. Her lawyer had seen fit to train her in that department, too. But to have two cocks reaming her body out-well, that was another story.
"OHHH!" Carol moaned as Ian slid down the bed until his tongue was trailing across her ass-cheeks.
"Ohhh, yeah, Mom!" the boy said as his tongue found her shitter, dove in, swirled around, then shot out.
Carol's body bucked forward as her son's asshole-tonguing became more furious. At the same time Ian pulled her buns apart so that he could dig his tongue in deeper.
"OHHH, FUCK MEEEE! FUCK MEEEE!!" Carol pleaded, wriggling her ass as she felt the hot, wet probing of Ian's darting tongue. Her son kept his tongue swirling around as deep inside her shit-hole as he could get it. He lapped between the taut cheeks with his tongue as far as he could get it, wetting the long, silky black hairs that poked back from her juicing, trembling pussy.
"Fuck my ass! Break my fucking ass open!" Carol cried out mindlessly.
"Watch this, Jimmy," Ian said as he wet the purple head of his cock again with his spittle and positioned himself for the initial thrust. Carol hunched her knees against her stomach and lay on her side in the fetal position as Ian slid down slightly until his prick was aimed directly at her wide-stretched asshole. Ian hunched slowly forward, bumping his hot cock against Carol's bung.
"Ohhh, Jeeesus, I'm gonna come right away!" Ian groaned loudly as he closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, fighting for control.
"Easy!" Carol moaned as she felt the searing tip of her son's cock batter her puckered shit-hole. Finally she felt Ian's cock-head slide slowly inside her bung while her son reached around her shoulders and wrapped his fingers around her right tit. As her asshole was torn apart by bolts of hot, electric sexual pleasure, her nipple twitched deliciously under the boy's manipulation.
"Deeper! Deeper'" she cried out as she felt her son's prick slide easily into her shit-hole. Inch after hot inch of steaming cock-meat jammed into her ass. Carol felt that he'd keep shoving more and more dick into her until it would poke through to her cunt. Finally she felt her son's balls brush against her trembling ass-cheeks.
"Wow!" Ian said, moving his head forward and wiping the sweat off his forehead on his mother's back. "Okay, Jimmy, now you fuck her from the front."
Ian's friend was already on the bed next to Carol. He moved forward and down while Carol reached over and drew his head toward her. Before he knew what was happening, she'd clamped her mouth to his and was driving her tongue savagely against his front teeth.
"Ohhh, wow!" Jimmy said, pulling away.
"Fuck me! FUCK MEEE!!" Carol pleaded as she hunched forward, careful not to pull her asshole free of Ian's jerking cock.
"Sooner done than said, lady," Jimmy whispered hoarsely as he gripped her by the waist and hunched his powerful thighs forward. Carol opened her thighs as best she could to give the boy more striking room. After some hesitation, Jimmy pushed forward with his hairy ass. His thick cock-head battered against her puffy outer labes unsuccessfully at first, then finally slipped past the swollen, twitching membranes. As the head slid in, Carol's pussy-lips closed over it tightly.
"Wooooo!" Jimmy said, throwing his hips forward again. Carol closed her eyes and groaned softly as she felt the boy's hot, thick rod sink deeper and deeper into her gut. At the same time, Ian pressed forward with his prick. She felt incredibly stuffed, and wondered if the two cocks would tear through her body and bump against one another somewhere deep in her gut.
"OHH! OHHH!! FUCK MEEEE!!!" Carol screeched again as he hunched forward, impaling her cunt farther onto Jimmy's throbbing prick.
"Easy, Mom," Ian moaned from behind her, thrusting his hips forward as he tried to keep his cock buried deep in her mother's shit-hole.
"AHHH!!" Carol groaned, tossing her quivering thighs backward and almost pulling free of Jimmy's rod as she screwed her clenching asshole back onto her son's twitching prick.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Jimmy cried out with each forward thrust. Carol felt his eight-inch cock throbbing wildly in her cunt as his hot nuts slapped against her hunching crotch. With each jerk of his dick, Carol's cunt-walls squeezed tightly around it and sucked at it, milking out the hot drops of pre-cum from the boy's fuck-sacs.
"AIYEEE!!" Carol groaned. Both boys had matched rhythms, driving their cocks forward and pulling them nearly out simultaneously. The double-fucking was driving her clit wild with ecstasy. The room was filled with the hot, wet squishing sound of fucking as Carol felt herself propelled to the biggest climax she'd ever had.
"OHHH!! SHIIITTT!!" she heard Ian scream over her shoulder. He dug his teeth into her back and slammed his groin like a triphammer against her violated ass-cheeks. "I'm gonna come! OH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS, I'M GONNA SHOOT MY WAD INTO YOUR ASSSS!!" Ian screamed as he hunched, bucked, rotated and thrust his powerful thighs against Carol's hunching ass.
"N-N-NOWWWW!! OH, FUCK!! FUCK!! NOW!!!" Jimmy shouted into her face at the same time. Both boys were about to fire their hot loads of jism into Carol.
"FUCK ME! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!! NNNGHHH!! FFFUUUCCCKKK!! MEEEEE!!!" she finally screamed, tossing her body wildly back and forth between the two hunching boys. She felt like a hot, human tennis ball, slammed from body to body as her own orgasm built up like a nuclear fire-ball deep inside her belly. She was crushed between two muscular, fleshy walls heated white-hot with sexual desire. Her cunt was inflamed with unspeakable lust while her asshole twitched wildly, gripped in its own climax.
"NOW, MOM!! N-N-NOW!!" Ian screamed, grinding his teeth together as he felt the first hot wad of cum shoot out of his balls and explode through the center of his prick, spewing out of his pulsating cock-head deep into her ass.
"OHHHH!! FUCKIN' SHIIIITTTT!!" Jimmy shouted at the same time. Carol felt his cock swell up enormously inside her spasming cunt, then vibrate and jerk wildly as wad after wad of steaming, white-hot jizz sprayed into her sucking snatch.
"WAWWHH!! UNNGHH!! ARRRGHH!! WAWWWHHH!!!" Carol screamed mindlessly as her clit began to hammer against her blood-engorged cunt-lips. Her body was being drowned with cum-filled with what seemed like gallons of hot fuck-juice as her pussy and asshole begged and sucked and milked and spasmed for more.
"OHHH!" Ian cried out as more cum shot out of his twitching cock. Carol could feel something hot, wet and thick oozing down her quivering ass-cheeks and noticed that her son's cock slid more easily in and out of her shit-hole, lubricated by his own jism.
"UNNNNGGGHHH!" UNNNGGGHHHH!" Jimmy grunted as the final loads of his cum shot out of his twitching prick and slid down her quivering pussy-walls toward her womb.
"Woooooo!" Ian finally said, hunching back and pulling his flaccid cock out of Carol's tight ass.
"UGH!" she grunted, feeling hot spasms of pleasure-pain ripple through her body as her son's prick-head popped free of her puckered bung.
"Jeeez, Mrs. Tyler. You're somethin' else," Jimmy said as he still kept his limp prick buried deep inside the woman's snatch. They way he occasionally hunched forward and rotated his powerful, hairy ass-cheeks, Carol guessed that he was hoping for another hard-on and another come.
"I told you she's incredible," Ian said proudly as he kissed the back of his mother's neck, then rolled out of bed. "You two can do what you want," he said, staggering off to the bathroom. "I'm gonna take a shower and go to bed. I'm beat."
Carol felt that she should end the day right now by telling Jimmy to go home. But his cock felt so nice and warm snuggled up against her pussy-walls. And, if she wasn't mistaken, Carol thought she could feel his tool growing stiff again.
"Do you mind if we ... uh, fuck again, Mrs. Tyler?" Jimmy asked rather shyly.
Carol smiled, reaching up and stroking the boy's hair out of his eyes. She felt his dick growing hard and twitching against her rumbling cunt-walls. Her clit was responding, slowly growing more erect while her nipples itched once more.
"Go right ahead," Carol sighed, rolling over on her back this time and hiking her legs in the air as Jimmy leaned forward and took her right, taut nipple in his mouth and began sucking.
* * *
Carol didn't know how long it had been since Jimmy left. They'd fucked like two dogs in heat for what seemed like hours. It took longer for each of them to reach a satisfying climax this time. But when it came, it ripped through their bodies like a dynamite detonation. Afterwards, they took a shower together where Carol finished him off with a blow-job. All in all, it was a satisfying evening.
Carol had just climbed into bed after changing the heavily stained sheets and was about to turn out the light when her phone rang.
"Hey, Carol? It's Clay," the voice at the other end said cheerily.
"What the hell are you calling up so late for? It must be almost two in the morning!" Carol said in surprise.
"Good news! I've got the pictures and the negatives," Clay said happily.
Carol shot up in bed and gripped the receiver tightly in her hand.
"What did you say? You've got the pictures?" She could hardly believe what she heard! Carol didn't doubt that Clay could get them. But so soon? It was impossible!
"That's right. Them and the negatives. Oh, don't worry. I haven't looked at any of them. I've got them locked up in my office safe. Why don't you come on down tomorrow and go over them to make sure that they're all here."
"Oh, God! Thank you, Clay. You don't know how much I appreciate this," she said gratefully.
"You can show me how grateful you are later. Right now I've got to get to bed. Just thought I'd phone you the good news. Good night, beautiful," he said, hanging up.
Thank God! Thank God! Carol said to herself as she hung up and turned out the light. As she sank down between the sheets she felt happy and satisfied. No more problems, she thought as she started to dream of cocks, cocks, and more cocks.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"How did you do it, Clay?" Carol asked the next day in his office.
"It wasn't too easy," the lawyer said, leaning back in his black leather chair and staring at Carol's big tits. She was wearing a bra today, and her nipples pressed against the thin white material of her tight-fitting blouse. Carol was aware of Clay's staring and it excited her. She felt her nipples turn hard and poke even more prominently through the cotton cloth.
"Well, how?" Carol asked again, trying to drag their conversation back to business.
"Well, I had some friends of mine track down your husband, which wasn't too hard to do," Clay began.
"Just find the nearest bar," Carol mumbled, looking down at the floor.
"Anyway, they found him and they found that guy Joe you told me about-the one who helped him."
"And...?"
"And they called me right away. While they kept Dan busy with one thing or other, I got a chance to talk to Joe. He knew where your husband had the pictures hidden along with the negatives. He didn't have time to make more than one copy. So, while Dan was busy getting drunker and drunker, Joe and I sneaked back to his apartment, found the photos, and brought them here," Clay said, opening the center desk drawer and pulling out a large envelope. "You'd better go through them to make sure I got them all."
Carol flushed deep red as she reached over and took the envelope out of Clay's hands.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to peek and see what he made you do," Clay said, turning away from her as she opened up the envelope.
They were all there. Each one showing her face contorted with sexual passion as either Joe's cock or the dog's was jammed up her snatch.
"Fine! Fine!" she gasped, closing the envelope and throwing it on the desk. "I'm going to trust you with these. I want you to destroy them," Carol said, burning with shame.
"Whatever you want," Clay said, shoving the envelope back in the drawer and getting up.
A few minutes later, Carol was on her way out of the office. As she stepped out into the street and started walking toward the parking lot where her car was, she suddenly felt something hard poke against her left side. She turned her head and saw Dan walking next to her.
"Don't make a sound or you're one dead bitch," he said hoarsely as he jabbed something again at her side.
Carol glanced down and saw that he was carrying a .38 and was poking it into her side.
"What are you-?" she started to ask more in amazement than in fear.
"I said shut up!" he said angrily. "Now, we're gonna keep walking-past your car to mine. It's just a couple of blocks up."
"What are you trying to do, Dan?" she asked as she tried to think of ways to break away from her husband.
"So, you thought you were so fuckin' clever-you and that new boy-friend lawyer of yours. Well, you've got the pictures, and there ain't much I can do about those. But I can always take more."
Carol's heart pounded as she thought of another ordeal about to face her.
"You can't force me," she protested, stopping on the sidewalk. "Go ahead. Shoot me here, if you're man enough," she sneered.
"Shut up!" Dan hissed through his teeth as he looked around to see if anybody heard her.
"Well, what are you waiting for? You'll have to put a bullet in me here before I go with you anyplace," she said defiantly.
"Okay, okay, you've made your point," Dan said hoarsely. "But I've got one to make, too. How do you think Ian would like to know about his mother making time with his own pets?"
"He'd never believe you," Carol said angrily.
"Oh, no? Ian thinks a lot more of me than you do. Whatever you two have been doing, I'll bet it'd come to a stop if I started telling him about you."
"He'd never-" Carol started to repeat herself.
"Maybe not completely. But I'd sow the suspicion. He'd be on the look-out for you. And I'll lay odds that he'd find out for himself sooner or later," Dan said, eyeing her closely.
Carol bit her lip as she considered the possibility. She knew that Ian missed his father, in spite of what he'd become. If Dan did tell him something like that, the boy might not believe it. But then again, her husband might be right. She couldn't take the chance. Carol could face anything, but she couldn't face losing her son.
"What do you want?" she asked softly.
"You'll find out," Dan said, smiling triumphantly as he put his gun away and took her by the arm. "I don't think I'll need that any more."
Carol was stepping into Dan's car when she heard footsteps behind her.
"Mrs. Tyler! Mrs. Tyler!" Jimmy cried out, running up to her. "I thought that was you."
"Jimmy! How nice, but I can't talk to you now," Carol said, nervously eyeing her husband.
"Oh, well, maybe later," the boy said, a little dejected.
Carol turned around and saw that Dan was busy fishing for his car keys in his pocket. She pulled the boy closely to her for an instant and whispered softly in his ear.
"Tell the lawyer Clay Rith that my husband's forcing me to go with him," she said quietly, then pushed the boy away. "Well, tell your mother hello for me," Carol said in a normal voice as she climbed into the car and slammed the door shut.
"Mrs. Tyler, I don't understand!" the boy said, looking at her in puzzlement and scratching his head.
Carol prayed the boy would act as she raised her hand and waved cheerily as the car pulled into the street.
"You fuck him, too?" Dan asked gruffly as he turned onto the freeway.
"What does it matter?" Carol asked mechanically. "What does it all matter to you anyway, Dan? We're splitting-getting a divorce. You won't see me any more, and I won't see you. Why go through all this cops-and-robbers shit?"
"I want to get back at you," he said through his teeth, swerving to miss a car he almost didn't see pulling in front of him. "I want to get back at you for making me feel like I do."
"Oh, Jesus, Dan, I'm not responsible for your drinking," Carol said softly.
"No? You, and that superior, holier-than-thou attitude of yours. And your fuckin' cunt. Shiiiit! I could never satisfy that twitching pussy. You always wanted more. After I'd fucked you, you always looked at me kinda disappointed that I couldn't give it to you."
So that was it! All this nonsense didn't have anything to do with property settlements, or visiting rights, or alimony. They were involved, of course, but Dan's primary motive was to get back at Carol for making him feel like a little, emasculated man.
"Dan, all that isn't true. I swear it! I loved you until you started drinking. All that other business was just in your own head," she said desperately as they continued to head out of the city.
"You're full of shit! I can tell when a woman wants more cock-when her pussy still twitches for more prick and a man can't give it to her," Dan said sadly. "Well, I'm going to make you pay for all those years, and what you're making me go through now."
"Dan, I-" Carol began.
"Shut up!" he said angrily as he turned and flashed her a look of hatred.
Carol turned her head away and bit her lower lip. She was in trouble this time. Maybe her life was at stake now. Her husband was talking like some kind of maniac. God only knew where he was taking her, and for what purpose.
After driving north for an hour, Dan turned east and headed down a deserted gravel road.
"This is where we were going to build that cabin by the lake," Carol said as she recognized the passing scenery.
"Right! And if you remember, there was an old deserted farm a little ways away from the property," Dan said as he turned onto another, rougher road.
"We're going there?" Carol asked in a frightened voice. She didn't like the idea of being away from civilization with Dan.
"Just shut up," Dan said as the deserted farm came into view. "And don't think Joe's gonna help you this time," he said, sneering at her. "He's too soft-hearted. I've got other friends to go along with me.
Carol saw several cars parked behind the ruins of the barn. Four men were standing in front of the partially opened door as they pulled up. Carol recognized them as the men who had raped her that February evening.
"All right, get out and walk into the barn. I'll tell you what to do," Dan said, reaching over and opening the door for her.
"Hey, guess who's here?" one of the men said, bending down and peering into the car.
"It's the cunt who craves it," another said, and they started laughing.
"Get out!" Dan said again.
Carol swung her legs around and got up, trying not to look at the winking group as she walked into the barn.
"Hey, angel-tits, we've got one hell of a surprise for you!" the third man shouted out as Carol entered the barn.
She wrinkled up her nose as the smell of stale piss and animal shit shot up her nostrils. It was too dark inside for her to see anything at first. Suddenly the barn was flooded with blinding light. Carol had to put her hands to her eyes to keep from being blinded.
"Ohhh, what's going on?" Carol asked as she shaded her eyes and looked around her.
"You're gonna be in movies, kid," Dan said as he sauntered in the barn, swinging his car keys cockily in his right hand.
"Wh-What?" she stammered, looking around. There were four floodlights circled around her. Next to one of them she made out a large movie camera, the kind used by film companies.
"You ever hear of Cockright Productions?" Dan asked her as he took her by the arm and pulled her to one side of the barn.
"They make all those porno flicks," Carol said.
"Right, and I got to meet the guy who runs it. Seems he's making a special flick for special people, and none of his stars wanted to get involved in it. I told him about you and about my problem. He knows that you're here against your will, and he doesn't give a fuck. After this film's made, you wouldn't dare say anything. Besides, you'll be famous-in a small way."
"Ohhh, noooo!" Carol cried out as she tried to break away.
"Oh, for Christ's sake. You're not gonna be shown in the theaters. Just at private parties, probably the kind you like to go to anyway," Dan said, pulling her back roughly.
"What am I supposed to do?" Carol said, wincing under Dan's tight wrist-grip.
"You'll find out. I don't think you'll have any problems with the script," he said, laughing as the other four men walked in.
"And what are they doing here?" Carol asked in a quavering voice.
"They're your co-stars," Dan joked.
"Right, hon. We're all gonna get a piece of that fantastic cunt today," the first man said.
"Might as well know their names. The tall, black-haired guy is Claude. Hank's the clit-buster over there-the blond. Jerry's the one with eleven inches, standing over by the lights in those cut-offs. And Bill's Mr. Clean-the bald-headed number whose head looks like his prick-tip."
"Thanks, fucker," Bill said as they all laughed.
Carol wanted to shriek as they stared at her, mentally tearing through her blouse, sliding their eyes down to her skirt. She could feel them ripping off the material, pushing down her panties and burning through to her trembling pussy.
"Okay, okay, we're ready to shoot," a little fat man said, walking quickly out of the darkness and into the center of the barn. "Where's the broad?"
"Right here," Dan said, pushing Carol into the light.
She stood in the center of the barn, instinctively raising her hands to cover her tits. The bright light pierced the thin material. It looked as if she weren't wearing anything at all.
"Fantastic! With those tits, we'll drive them wild," the little man said.
"Who are you?" Carol finally asked.
"The director," the little man said proudly.
"The-director?" Carol said, almost laughing. She couldn't believe that fuck flicks had anything that resembled a director. Well, if nothing else, this would be an experience.
"Never mind," the little man said, seeing that she was about to laugh at him. "Now the scene opens up with you fucking one of the guys-hey, you ... uh ... what's your name?"
"Jerry," the ruggedly handsome blond in the cut-offs said as he stepped forward.
Carol's cunt quivered excitedly. She recognized him as the one Dan said had eleven inches of cock.
"All right, I want you to-hey, honey, come on, get with it! Take off your clothes," the little man said impatiently.
Carol obediently unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off her slender white shoulders. Jerry was supposedly listening to the director, but his eyes traveled over to Carol occasionally. They widened when her tits sprang free and dangled in the air as she reached down and unzipped her skirt.
"Wow!" Jerry said, reaching down and massaging the incredibly large bulge growing between his legs as Carol stood in front of him wearing only a smile and her thin, pink panties.
"Off! Off with everything," the director said a little angrily, reaching over and slipping his fingers around the elastic waistband. In an instant he'd pushed down the thin material, exposing her silky, black muff.
"Jesus!" Jerry gasped, reaching up and automatically unbuttoning his Levi cut-offs.
Carol stared at the muscular young man as his dark-red throbbing shaft came into view through his partially opened fly.
"Did you hear me?" the director said angrily.
"Yeah, yeah! I know what to do," Jerry panted as he finished unbuttoning his shorts. Carol felt her clit throb and every nerve-fiber in her snatch spark with sexual electricity when the blond's elephant-like cock sprang out and swung slowly from side to side in the air. Its huge cock-head throbbed and spasmed as the man's balls jiggled with each jerk.
"Okay, now, Carol-I think that's your name-you get down here on the barn floor. You're supposed to be a farm girl or something, and Jerry here's one of the hands. Okay, get going, and we'll let you know when we start rolling the film."
"Ready, kid?" Jerry said as he licked his lower lip hungrily with his thick, sensuous tongue.
"Oh, God!" Carol said as she sat down on the dirt floor, brushing away the pieces of straw with her right hand. Jerry knelt in front of her, his hefty dick pointed at her swinging titties. He looked at her snatch, then reached forward and ran his right forefinger lightly down her puffy outer labes.
"OHHHH!!" she groaned as her legs automatically sprang apart, pulling her fat, hot cunt-lips wide open and exposing her slick fuck-tunnel.
"Wow, babe, you're super hot!" Jerry said as he pushed her down on the floor and climbed on top of her.
"Don't shoot yet!" the director said as he scurried behind his camera and focused the lens.
"Oh, yeah," Jerry said, tossing her legs in the air and positioning his crotch so his powerful, spasming cock-head was directly over her parted snatch-lips. Carol felt her cunt quiver with terror and excitement as she felt his mammoth prick brush against the hairs that surrounded her spasming twat.
"Okay, start the action," the director said as he aimed his camera at the couple.
"Right," Jerry said, hunching his smooth, powerful thighs forward.
"AAAAHHHH!!" Carol groaned, spreading her legs farther and farther apart as she tried to accommodate the blond's incredibly thick, hot pecker. "AIYEEEE!!" Carol groaned and shrieked as more and more of Jerry's cock jammed and stuffed its way into her stretched pussy. Her cunt-muscles relaxed as her asshole tingled and her belly heaved with each invading inch of prick-meat.
"Almost all the way in," Jerry grunted as he hunched his thighs forward again.
"OHHHH!!" Carol groaned, hunching up to meet his attack as she felt the weight of his body come down and crush her erect clit.
"Wow, babe!" Jerry panted, finally driving the full length of his mammoth shaft into her snatch.
Carol grunted, wriggling her thighs and squeezing her cunt-muscles together as Jerry bent forward and nibbled on her nipples one at a time.
"Okay," the director said, pointing at the black-haired Claude. "You're supposed to be another farm-hand. No, make that her brother. You walk in, see them, get hot and start pulling off your clothes. Make her give you a blow-job. Then you both come with her. That'll be enough for this scene."
Claude chuckled softly, then strolled into the spotlight. He pretended to be surprised as Jerry and Carol fucked, oblivious to anything else now except cock and cunt. He rubbed his crotch, then undressed hurriedly. Carol looked up and thanked God that his prick wasn't as large as Jerry's. It was thick and heavily veined, but would be able to fit nicely in her mouth without choking her too badly.
"Wow, baby," Claude grunted as he fell to his knees and inched toward her head until his cock dangled inches above her mouth. Jerry pulled back a bit, giving Claude some room to maneuver his body. His balls dangled directly over her nose. Carol couldn't help herself. She arched her neck and moved her head up, opening her mouth and slipping in the man's balls before he had a chance to jam down his hips and bury his cock in her throat.
"WWWOOOEEE!!" Claude yelled, closing his eyes and clenching his fists together as Carol sucked in the heavy, hairy fuck-sacs. She ran her tongue along the leathery, wrinkled skin of his balls while Jerry started to pump his throbbing cock in and out of her sucking snatch.
"Jesus!" the director said excitedly. "Too bad we don't have sound. The squishing of her fucking and sucking alone would drive people bananas!"
"OHH! OHHH! OHHHHH!!" Carol groaned as she spat out Claude's balls and leaned back until she was on the floor again. Her clit was beginning to throb wildly while her pussy gripped tightly onto Jerry's plunging pecker. Claude gained control of himself and positioned his sweaty crotch until his prick-head was over the woman's parted, wet lips. In a flash he jammed his thighs down toward the floor, burying half his cock immediately in Carol's mouth.
"Unnghhhfff!" she groaned, sucking harder and harder until she drew in the full length of Claude's hot dick.
"OHHH, FUCK!!" Jerry grunted as he reached down and grabbed her clit between his fingers. He rolled it from side to side, squeezing it gently at times and rubbing the slick tender skin at others as Carol thrashed, bucked and heaved on the dirt floor.
"GODDAMN IT! THIS-OHHHH, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!" Claude screamed as he felt the hot jism boiling up in his balls.
Carol felt his prick twitch violently against her teeth and knew the man was about to shoot. She swirled her tongue along the hot, taut cock-skin, massaging the throbbing veins that poked out along the full length of his shaft while she reached up and gently stroked Claude's dangling balls. The last action was what he needed to bring him to a roaring climax.
"UNNNGH! UNNNGHH!! UNNNGHHH!!" Claude grunted, jamming his groin down hard against Carol's upturned face as squirt after squirt of thick, hot cum spattered into the woman's sucking mouth.
Carol tried to swallow all of it, but it was impossible. The man had too much jism in his balls. White rivers oozed out from between her thick lips and trickled down her puckered cheeks.
"Good! Good!" the director called out from behind his camera as he focused his lens on Carol's mouth.
"OHHH! FUCK!! FUCK!!" Jerry cried out suddenly.
Carol felt his prick swell and throb desperately between her clutching, trembling cunt-walls. She groaned and thrashed wildly as the first hot wad from his spurting cock drove her over the edge.
"AIYEEE! OHHHH, FUCK!! FUCK!! I'M-I'M COMING!! FFFUUUCCCKKK MEEEEEE!! WA-WWHHH!!" Carol shrieked as she spat out Claude's slackening prick.
"AAAHGG!!" Jerry responded, slamming his thighs harder and harder against her upturned ass-cheeks as wad after wad of his cum shot into her cunt.
"Good! Better!" the little director chirped from behind the camera as Jerry collapsed on top of Carol.
"Well, what do you think of my new star?" Dan said a little sarcastically to the little man.
"Not bad. Not bad, but her real test comes in the next scene," the director said as he opened the camera and took out the exposed film reel.
Carol looked curiously at Dan and saw his lips curl up into a sadistic smile.
"What's so special about this next scene?" she asked, a little frightened.
"You'll see," Dan said still smiling. "You'll see."
CHAPTER NINE
"Okay, now you two get back into your positions-the ones you were in just after you shot your loads into her," the director said as he closed the camera case after putting in a fresh load of film.
"What happens now?" Carol asked just before Claude slipped his limp prick between her lips.
"You'll see, sister," he said smiling strangely at her.
"Okay, now you two have just come. Shake your heads, smile at one another, then get up and walk out of the scene. That's when I'll cue the dogs," the director said, getting behind his camera again.
The dogs? Carol thought to herself. Before she could think about it any more, they were filming again. She felt Claude and Jerry get up, and she lay quietly on the floor, waiting for something to happen.
Suddenly the barn door opened and she saw Dan come into the barn dragging Rex and King! The dogs growled and snapped at him occasionally. But this time Dan was careful not to let them get near his arm.
"I know-you're wondering how I got them in here. Easy. Bill there's a dog-handler. He got them into his car and brought them out here without any trouble. Animals love him-almost like they do you," Dan sneered as he unfastened their leashes.
At first Carol thought they were going to turn on Dan. Then they spotted her lying naked on the barn floor and barked happily.
"Look at that!" Dan said as the dogs pranced up to Carol and licked her face happily.
"Okay, enough of that," the director said mechanically. "Start rubbing the shepherd's belly. You know, like you really mean it. Slide your hand down until you get to his cock."
So that was it! A doggie film, and she was going to be the star of it!
"I-" Carol started to protest. Then she realized that it was useless.
"Go on, get going!" the director said impatiently.
Carol sighed, then started rubbing Rex's soft belly gently with her right hand while she slid her left under King's balls, cupping her fingers around the furry fuck-sacs and rolling them from finger to finger.
"That's it! Hey, she's fantastic-a real natural!" the director said excitedly.
"OHHhhh!" Carol groaned, getting carried away by the sexual heat that radiated from the two animals. They sat obediently next to her, whimpering quietly as she continued to stroke their bodies. Carol moved her hands until they were wrapped around each dog's cock. Almost instantly she felt their pricks throb wildly between her massaging fingers.
"Now-" the director started.
"Oh, shut up! I know what to do," Carol retorted as she let the dogs' pricks go and rolled over on the floor until she was crouched on her hands and knees.
"Great!" the director said ecstatically.
"Come on, boy," she said to Rex as she patted the dirt in front of her.
The shepherd barked twice, then trotted over to her.
"No, I want you on your back! This girl's gotta like dogs like she likes men. She's not a bitch herself, you know!" the little man behind the camera screeched.
"Not this one," Dan said, and they all laughed.
Carol flushed red, then nodded her head. She rolled back on her back and lifted her legs. At the same time she reached back and grabbed Rex's furry body, pulling him back until his pointed, knotty prick jerked just above her nose.
In the meantime, King shoved his pointed muzzle forward, sniffing hungrily and greedily at Carol's familiar cunt. There was a new aroma there now-that of stale male cum. Obviously it seemed to agree with him as he started lapping at the fluid that still seeped out of her puffy labes.
"OHHHH!" Carol groaned as she felt her snatch contract wildly with the first contact with King's pointed, rough tongue.
"Do something with the shepherd!" the director shouted as Carol wriggled her thighs vigorously at the setter's nuzzling snout.
"Right!" she shouted back, lifting up her head and opening her mouth.
"She sucks dog-cock?" Jerry asked in amazement as he watched her lips close around the whining shepherd's jouncing prick and slide up to its hairy base.
"You ain't seen half the things she can do," Dan said a little jealously as he watched Carol suck off the dog.
"Ohhhh!" Carol cried out as King jumped forward, placing his large forepaws on her upturned thighs. His prick banged desperately at her cunt-mound as Carol reached between her legs, trying to wrap her fingers around his twitching cock.
"Get that fuckin' thing in your cunt!" the director shouted out from behind his camera.
"Ohhh!" Carol moaned again as she found King's prick with her hand and guided it closer to her twitching cunt. The director chuckled softly as he focused his lens carefully at the woman's pussy. Carol jacked off the dog for a few minutes, feeling the droplets of cum ooze out of the setter's jerking prick and trickle across her pumping fingers.
"Get it IN!" the man said again.
"UNNNGHHH!" Carol answered, pulling the setter's cock forward until it was even with her cunt. King seemed to sense that he was in position for an initial thrust. Growling low in his throat, the powerful setter hunched his hindquarters forward and forced his prick between Carol's puffy, swollen cunt-lips.
"AIYEEEE!" she cried out as the animal's pointed prick slid easily into her hole. At the same time, Rex's cock began to swell and throb wildly in her mouth.
"I think the dog's gonna come," Dan said out loud.
"Sh!" the director answered, obviously excited by what he was shooting.
"Mgggfffghfff!" the woman grunted as she felt the first hot spurt of animal jism shoot past her tonsils and spatter against the back of her slick, hot throat.
"Goddamn it!" the director panted, moving the camera closer as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his stubby little prick. "Suck all that shit up!" he ordered, rubbing his fingers frenziedly over his tiny cock.
"Ohhh, baby, you're fantastic!" Dan said sarcastically as he watched Carol's cock-speared mouth overflow with rivers of hot, thick doggie-cum.
"Now wriggle that fuckin' ass of yours around like you really want that cock up your snatch!" the director said, moving the camera away from Carol's dripping lips and back to her violated pussy.
"Ah! Unngh! Unngh!" Carol cried with each downward stroke of the setter's thick dick. She pulled her face away from Rex's softening prick, spitting out what seemed like gallons of the shepherd's cum, while she moaned eagerly with each of King's fuck-strokes.
"OHHHH, YESSS! YESSS!! YESSSSS!!" she screamed louder and louder, clenching her fists together and beating them hard on the cold floor while she hunched up and drove her cunt-mound against the whining setter's heaving belly.
"Fuck him! Fuck him!" the little man panted. Sweat rolled down his pudgy face while his cock throbbed angrily between his pumping, stubby fingers.
"OHHH! OHHH!! ARRGHH!! WAWWW-HHH!!!" Carol screamed, slamming her ass-cheeks rhythmically up and down in time to the setter's wild humping.
"She's close to comin'," Dan said mechanically as he studied Carol's grimacing face.
"OHHH, DOGGIE!! FFFUUUCCCKKK MEEEEE!!" Carol screeched, digging her head into the dirt of the floor while she flailed her arms and legs wildly in the air.
"There she blows!" Dan cried out jokingly as he watched his wife's body buck, heave and tremble violently. King growled angrily and loudly his heavy, furry balls jangled wildly in their pouch. Everyone watched eagerly as the dog howled and whimpered. His cum shot into Carol's sucking pussy like thick, heavy white cannon-balls.
"AIYEEE! AIYEEEE!! ARRRGHHH!!" Carol shrieked as she felt her snatch contract time and time again, gripping and pulling at King's spasming prick.
"More! More!" the director shouted, almost as out of control as Carol. Dan glanced over and saw him swaying back and forth as small spurts of hot cum sprayed out of his small cock and spattered against the camera stand.
"Ohhhh," Carol finally sighed, feeling the aching tightness and unspeakable sexual itch grow weaker.
"Okay, get the dog off the set," the director said, shutting off the camera and staggering back into the semidarkness of the barn as he flipped his cock back into his pants. "Not bad, honey, not bad at all," he said as he dabbed his forehead with a handkerchief. "But your real test is coming up."
"Test? What the hell are you trying to pull?" Carol gasped out as she lowered her legs to the floor. "This is just a cheap fuck-flick outfit, and you're forcing me to take part in it," she said angrily.
"Oh, come on, Carol," Dan said, laughing out loud. "Any shithead can see that you loved every second of what's happened to you so far. Any court would laugh at you-after they took a good look at that dripping pussy of yours on the screen," Dan said, laughing as he walked out of the barn with Hank and Bill.
Carol sighed with relief that her husband had left the scene for a few seconds. She prayed that help would come with every passing minute, and tried to stall for every second. Once that camera got out of the building, they'd never find the film. Dan's pictures were just amateur shit in comparison to this.
"Okay, I'm gonna need some help with the next scene," the director panted as he changed reels again. "Jerry and Claude, you two are in this one again. Get over against the wall."
Carol watched them carefully as they walked past her slowly, winking and smiling at her. She felt like she needed a long, hot bath.
"Okay. Now the dogs just got through fucking her, right? You two come in dressed again and look a little surprised and maybe a little disgusted. You know-you've just gotten through fucking and getting sucked by this broad and she's gotten it on better with a couple of the farm dogs. So, you're gonna see just how much she can take with the local animals."
"Now just a minute!" Carol said defensively as she sprang to her feet. Her cunt quivered with fear as she felt cold rivulets of doggie-cum leak out of her snatch and ooze down her trembling thighs. "What are you going to make me do?"
The director smiled, and looked around her shoulder at the opened barn door.
"Why don't you turn around and see what your husband's brought in?" he said mincingly.
Carol looked over her right shoulder and gasped in horror. Facing her was a beautiful, white farm horse!
"Oh, no! No, no, no, NO!" Carol cried as her voice quivered with terror and disgust. "You don't expect-Oh, my God, I'll never do something like that!" Carol screamed, backing up slowly as she heard the horse snort excitedly as he stared at her naked body. "Oh, God, what's he looking at?"
"Your cunt, probably," the director said nonchalantly. "He's been in enough of these flicks to know what to expect and what to do with his leading ladies," the little man chuckled.
Carol's eyes widened with terror as she watched the animal's dangling cock jerk excitedly as he stared at her. Slowly it grew longer and longer, twitching and swelling as it expanded until it nearly touched the floor of the barn.
"I think she can hardly wait to start licking on those balls," Dan said mockingly.
"Oh, God!" Carol groaned quietly. She closed her eyes and clenched her fists, shaking her head slowly back and forth. She hated to admit it to herself. She despised herself for thinking it. But her heart pounded excitedly as she saw the horse's cock jerk and lengthen in front of her.
"Okay, we're just about ready," the director said, closing the camera case again and focusing the lens. "Now, like I said, you two come on in and look a little put-off. That's when Hank and Bill bring in the horse-you know, like back from the fields or something. The four of you have some kind of conversation and grab her before she gets away. Honey, you make like you want to split," the director said. Carol thought that that wouldn't be too difficult to act out.
"Then what?" Jerry asked.
"Well, then you grab her, pull her around and make her suck off the horse. I think she'll take it from there," the director said, smiling broadly at her.
Carol wanted to run up to him and push her fists through his fat face. At the same time she kept looking at the horse, watching his incredibly long, thick cock twitch and ooze drops of pre-cum out of its long cock-head slit.
"Okay, boys, time for the big scene," the director said, disappearing behind his camera.
"Here we go," Jerry said, pulling Claude back with him.
This might be her chance. Carol thought she could make a break for it now. But, there was that horse. Something perverse deep inside her was riveting her feet to the floor, making her clit swell and throb while her cunt began to slacken, getting ready for the incredible invasion of prick-meat.
"Get down on the floor, just about in the same position you were in with the dogs," the director said.
Carol obeyed, feeling bolts of excitement, horror and unspeakable pleasure shoot through her body. She watched in a kind of mute horror as the action was carried out in front of her. Jerry and Claude walked in and pretended to be a little angry at finding her with the two dogs. Rex and King sat quietly on their haunches, their tongues hanging loosely out of their mouths while they watched the dumb show with mild, animal curiosity.
"Ohhhh!" Carol groaned involuntarily as she shifted her attention from the men to the horse in the wings. Dan was bending down, scratching the huge, white animal next to the root of his big cock. The horse whinnied desperately and pawed the floor nervously as his prick twitched and swelled more and more with every passing second. She dug her fingernails into her sides nervously as her cunt fluttered and spasmed with expectation.
"Bring that fuckin' horse in!" the director shouted.
"Comin', boss," Hank said as he and Bill pulled the big animal out of the darkness and into the spotlight.
Carol saw the four of them have a make-believe conversation, then look strangely at her. The next thing she knew they were dragging her on her knees to the animal.
"Okay, babe, you're gonna put them lips to real work," Hank said cruelly as he pulled her around the horse's ass and forced her face against the animal's buttocks.
"UNNNGH!" Carol said, closing her eyes and trying to turn her head away as the smell of stale horse shit filled her quivering nostrils. "Take it away!" she cried out, struggling between the men as she tried to break free.
"Good, babe, good!" the little man behind the camera cried wildly as he lowered his right hand and started to massage his crotch again.
"Go on, bitch, start sucking off that horse," Jerry said, reaching up and pushing her face against the tough, stubble-haired skin of the animal.
"Ohhhh!" Carol groaned again, this time reaching down and rubbing her hands against the animal's long, thick dong.
"Doesn't take her too long to get warmed up, does it?" Hank sneered as he watched Carol close her eyes and slowly run her fingers up and down the horse's jerking dick.
"OHHHH!" she cried out, this time feeling her snatch fire up as the animal whinnied with excitement. She'd never felt a cock this big or hot before! The thought that it would be shoved down her throat or up her snatch drove her wild with excitement as well as fear.
"Jack him off some more, babe," the director said.
"Fuck, she doesn't need any hints from you," Dan said a little disgustedly as he watched Carol opened her mouth and start to tongue the horse's tough, white ass-cheeks while she dropped both hands and started jacking off the animal in earnest.
"Jesus! This fuckin' animal's goin' out of his fuckin' mind!" Bill said as he watched the horse jerk back and forth. Carol moved her naked feet carefully back as the animal's hooves pounded against the dirt floor.
"Use your tits!" the director cried out.
"Oh, yesssss!" Carol said, bending down slightly and lowering herself just under the horse's balls. She felt his hot fuck-sacs bounce against her forehead as she moved his twitching dick back slightly until it slipped between her thunderous tits. The position was awkward, but was driving her wild. The animal's hot cock seared her spongy, swollen jugs as she bobbed back and forth, sliding her boobs around the horse's huge prick.
"Woooooooe!" Dan said as he watched his wife in disbelief.
"Looks like she'd be able to take care of a whole ranch-hands, animals, anything that walked or mooed," Jerry said, throwing back his head and laughing as he signaled the others to let Carol go and take care of the horse on her own.
"Good! Good!" the director said approvingly from behind his camera. "Now take out your cocks and start jacking off while you watch her," he said excitedly.
Carol was oblivious to what was going around her. She felt her titty-flesh grow hotter and hotter. Her nipples ached and twitched angrily while her pussy spasmed and oozed river after river of fresh, steaming twat-juice.
"OHHH!" she groaned, squeezing her cunt-muscles together for relief as another series of violent contractions ripped through her pussy.
"Okay, enough of the tit-fucking. Come on, honey, let's get those lips wrapped around his cock," the little man said.
"Ummmmm," Carol responded, dropping completely down to her knees and sliding under the animal's quivering hindquarters. The dirt scraped against her knees as she slid forward and turned around to face the horse's trembling cock. It looked like a monstrous white tornado cloud as she reached up and rubbed the animal's belly gently with her right hand to calm him down. At the same time she heard Rex and King barking jealously.
Poor babies, she thought, flashing them a quick look as she went back to her new animal lover.
"Too bad we don't have more time," Jerry said, noticing the dogs' growling. "We probably could figure out a way she could take on the dogs and the horse."
"If we've got some time, maybe later," Hank said, leering at Carol as she bent down and opened her mouth.
For a second Carol wondered if sucking off a horse was any different from giving a dog a blow-job. Then she felt the animal's prick jerk up and slap her under the chin. No time like the present to find out, she thought to herself as she slid her mouth up.
"Wow, look at that bitch go!" Jerry said, rubbing his fingers faster and faster around his huge dong.
"Looks like she likes horse-meat better than what you've got between your legs," Claude said, laughing as he jerked himself off.
Carol ignored them all, moving her head up until she felt the pointed tip of the horse's hot prick bang against the back of her throat. It was a new experience. His cock-skin was tougher and more leathery-tasting than anything else she'd ever had between her lips. There was also the slight smell of stale horse shit that she caught in her nostrilr.. But at the same time, she'd never felt such powerful contractions in anything else except her own quivering cunt. Carol reached up with one hand to stroke the animal's jouncing balls while she pulled her other down until it slipped into her juicing pussy.
"Hey, man, she's jerking off, too!" Bill said, clamping his fingers tightly around his cock to keep from blowing his wad too soon.
"Better! Better!" the director chanted wildly from his corner as his camera whirred away.
Carol started getting carried away. She bobbed her head up and down the horse's prick furiously, swirling her tongue as best she could around the animal's cock while she squeezed and tugged at his dangling balls. Her snatch-lips quivered and throbbed with expectation as Carol sanded her fingers up and down her swollen, trembling clit.
"UNNghhh! Ohhhh!" she cried out in a muffled voice as she felt the horse's dick begin to throb desperately between her massaging lips.
"Hey, we'd better get her up on something for the horse to fuck her on. She keeps licking him off that way, we won't have a fuck scene," Jerry said as he dropped out of the group temporarily to go back for a wooden table.
"Come on, babe, lay some skull on that horse!" Hank said encouragingly as he watched her drop her hand from the animal's balls and run it down from the root of the horse's cock to where her lips pushed up from his prick-head. Carol couldn't slide her mouth all the way up to the animal's balls, but she used her fingers as a second mouth while she took care of the lower third of his dong.
"Hey, I found this outside," Jerry grunted as he pulled a large, three-by-five carving table into the barn.
Hank dropped out and ran over to help Jerry. Carol glanced over and saw the two men struggling with the table, their cocks poking out of their pants and jiggling wildly in the air. The scene looked so ridiculous that she would have laughed if her mouth weren't so stuffed with horse-cock.
"That strong enough to take the horse and her?" Bill said, glancing at them over his shoulder.
"We'll find out," Jerry said, moving back to the group and continuing his jacking off.
"Ummmm!" Carol groaned as she felt the first drops of horse-cum ooze out of the animal's cock. It tasted strangely like human jism, maybe a little thicker and hotter, but basically the same. Meanwhile she continued to hold her cunt-lips apart while her fingers dipped into her hot hole and brought up her juices. She spread her steaming cunt-juice and lubricated her trembling labes. Her shitter quivered in time to the spasming in her pussy.
"AHHHHhhh!" she groaned when her fingers passed over her throbbing clit. She stroked, squeezed, tugged and strummed her tiny organ as bolts of electric-like pleasure ripped through her snatch and shot to all parts of her body. She jammed her fingers in and out of her cunt-hole continually, thinking of the animal's prick and wishing that it were there.
"Okay, I've had enough of that," the director said, signaling the men to get the table ready.
"Here she goes," Jerry said, reaching down and pulling Carol out from under the horse.
"Ohhhh!" she protested, reluctantly letting go of the animal's prick and balls as she slid out into the open again.
"That's okay, honey. We're gonna make sure your cunt's so stuffed today that you won't want cock for another month," Hank said as he helped Jerry haul her up to the table.
"Month? Shit, she'll be fucking before the night's over," Dan said under his breath as he watched his wife wriggle her ass in the air excitedly.
"Okay, stop the jokes. I'm spending money here," the director cried out impatiently.
"Right!" Bill said, taking the horse by the reins and moving him to the table.
"We'll probably have to hold her at first," Jerry said, looking at the space on either side of Carol's trembling arms and legs to make sure the horse had enough room. "Be careful with him. One false step and we've got an animal with a broken leg."
Carol wanted to ask them if they cared about what happened to her, but she knew the answer to that question already. All they wanted was a hot snatch for their animal movie. How they got it or who she was didn't really matter.
"Easy, boy, easy," Bill said soothingly into the horse's pointed ear as he led the animal to Carol's upturned, waiting snatch. The horse's eyes opened wide when he saw the woman's cunt facing him, reddened with blood filling its membranes and trembling with lust. Rivers of glistening cunt-juice glittered on her thighs. The horse whinnied excitedly and his nostrils quivered as he stamped at the floor.
"Okay, lead him on, but for God's sake, be careful. He's just rented," the director said, moving the camera closer to the woman's snatch.
"Up we go," Bill said, pulling back on the reins. The animal reared back slightly, then came down with his front hooves on the table.
"AGGGHHH!!" Carol cried out in fear as the table shook from the sudden weight.
"Easy, babe," Jerry said, reaching over and stroking her tits gently with his right hand while he took a cheap, quick feel of her steaming twat with his left.
"Hmmmm! She's ready to take on a whole battalion of horses!" he said, sneering at Dan.
"No wonder you couldn't keep her at home," Hank said to her husband. "She was busy fucking at the zoo."
"Shut up!" Dan said angrily as he turned away from the scene and leaned heavily against the wall. He buried his face in his arm and sobbed quietly as Carol groaned with unspeakable delight just behind him.
"OHHHHH!!" she cried as the horse moved forward until his thick, long prick flopped against her thighs.
"This ain't gonna be easy," Bill said, "but I think we can do it. Come on, Jerry, and help me move her around. We probably need something to move her ass up at a better angle," he said, studying the problem carefully.
His friend ran around the barn and found some half-empty sacks of grain.
"It's scratchy, but it'll make your cunt easier to fuck for him," the young blond said as he forced Carol's head down on the table and propped up her ass with the sacks.
"Good! Good!" the director panted as Jerry took the horse's cock and moved it back and forth across Carol's taut, white, trembling ass-cheeks.
"OHHH! OHHH!! UNNGHHH!!" she cried out as she felt the steaming dick pass over her shit-hole and come close to her exposed, puffy outer labes.
"Want it, babe? Want to beg for it? Come on, Carol, let's hear you beg for that horse's dick," Jerry said sadistically.
"Oh, please, let him fuck me," she said softly as she felt spasm after spasm tear through her snatch.
"Louder, babe," Jerry said as he moved the animal's cock until it rested directly over her parted cunt-lips.
"OHHH, GOD! LET ME HAVE HIS COCK UP MY CUNT!!" Carol screamed in frustration as she felt what she wanted rubbing against her trembling, aching labes.
"Come on, get it over with. I'm running out of film," the director said impatiently.
"Let's go. Reach back, honey, and stick it in. The rest'll come naturally," Jerry said, letting go of the horse's cock and stepping back.
"Ummmmm," Carol groaned happily as she wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the animal's massive cock and rubbed its pointed head up and down her rosy cunt-lips. She sensed that the horse was going to blow his wad soon, so Carol took a deep breath, then jammed the first few inches of horse-prick into her snatch.
"Wow! First time I've ever seen a bitch take on a horse!" Jerry said as he frigged his prick wildly.
"There used to be a donkey show in Tijuana," Bill said, impressed with Carol's ability, "but it wasn't anything like this!"
Carol moaned as she wriggled and screwed up her thighs, impaling her snatch farther and farther on the horse's quivering cock. Her cunt was being filled up with inch after hot inch of the animal's dick and still begged for more. She had never had such an incredibly stuffed feeling before. Her snatch-walls beat wildly against the animal's invading cock while her clit scraped against his leathery prick-skin.
"AHHHHH! AHHHHH!!" Carol groaned as she felt she had taken as much of the horse's dick as she could.
"Hey, babe, you can get it in all the way," Jerry said, laughing loudly.
"OH, NOOO!!" Carol groaned, backing down toward the table, then sliding up again. She was fucking the horse, taking more and more of the animal's cock with each backward stroke.
"MMMM!! ARRRGHHH!!" she cried out as she felt the horse's body tremble above her. At the same time the air was filled with the animal's whinnying. His cock swelled up enormously inside her clenching cunt while his balls jiggled nervously against the top of her ass-cheeks. Carol knew that he was about to fire his load.
"He's coming! He's coming!" Hank cried out as he closed his eyes and fired his wad into Carol's face. The others followed quickly behind him, sending their jets of scalding cum into the air and splattering against the horse, the table and Carol.
"OH, NOOOO!!" she cried out as she felt her clit throb against her cunt-lips. Wave after wave of climax swept over her snatch as she felt the horse begin to fire his ocean of cum deep into her sucking pussy.
"Okay, everybody against the wall!" somebody suddenly shouted from the front.
Carol opened her eyes and blinked them clear. It looked as if there were four or five policemen standing in the doorway with three or four other men dressed in suits. Most of them were carrying guns, and all of them looked shocked at what they saw.
"Shit!" the director said, stomping at the dirt floor angrily as rivers of horse-cum shot out from between Carol's stretched snatch-lips and spattered out to the floor. "Best damn fuck-flick I've made, and the cops have gotta fuck it up!"
At first Carol thought this was part of the action. Slowly it dawned on her that she was in the middle of a raid!
"Carol, my God! What've they done to you?" she heard a familiar voice ask as She collapsed on top of the table.
Some policemen ran over and took the horse gently down from the table.
"Who is-Oh, my God, Clay!" she said. Suddenly Carol felt more ashamed of herself than she'd ever been. To be caught naked in a room filled with men was bad enough. But here were a group of policemen rounding up a gang of men who were helping her get it on with a horse! "H-How did you find me?" she stammered as one of the police found an old blanket and threw it over her shoulders.
Clay stood in front of her, his eyes still opened wide with horror and amazement at what he'd just seen.
"I ... uh ... well, that kid, Jimmy something-or-other, came into my office and told me what you said to him. It sounded like you were in trouble, but I didn't know where to look. So, I called your home and found that Ian was home for lunch from school. When I told him you were in trouble and what might be happening, he said that Dan probably took you out here," Clay said, turning around and riveting his eyes on the departing horse. "You really grooved on him, didn't you?" he asked softly, slowly shaking his head back and forth.
"I can't help myself," Carol said as her voice quivered with emotion. "Besides, they made me do it. I didn't have a choice. I wouldn't have done it if-if they hadn't forced me."
She lied a little. No, she wouldn't have gone out to a stable to suck and fuck a horse. But she'd had her opportunity to get away and passed it by. Yes, she had wanted that horse to fuck her, although she doubted that it would happen again. Would Clay believe her?
"I guess not," Clay said. Carol saw that he didn't quite believe her.
"Well, I guess we'd better go downtown, or something like that. I guess the police'll want a statement or something," she said as she slipped off the table and walked past Clay. In that instant Carol decided that if he couldn't accept this side of her, he might as well go off and pound salt.
CHAPTER TEN
Carol was amazed that the raid got so little publicity. She thanked Clay over and over again for using his influence to keep the papers from printing a story that would have ruined her and destroyed her son. Clay told her that once the trial began, the truth would hit the papers and she'd probably have to leave after she testified on the stand. Clay managed to get the district attorney to promise the men they'd get a lighter sentence if they implied that Carol was forced to fuck the men, the dogs and the horse.
But the truth was known to both Carol and Clay-they both realized that she enjoyed every second of what had happened to her. The lawyer watched those films over and over again. It was obvious that Carol might have been kidnapped at first, but that she was a willing subject once the pants were dropped.
After the preliminary hearing, Carol drove home to pack. She'd already taken Ian out of school and sent him up north to stay with some friends in San Francisco. He'd start going to classes there the following week, and she was going to join him. So far Carol had managed to keep exactly what had happened in that barn quiet from him. She knew he'd find out soon, but she wanted to put off that day as long as possible.
She was rummaging through her dresser drawer for panties when the front doorbell rang.
"Clay!" she almost shouted with happiness as she saw the ruggedly handsome lawyer standing on her front porch. One look at his face, and Carol's happiness dried up. He still flashed her that disappointed, disgusted look he put on the day he broke into the bam with the police.
"Hello, Carol. I just had a few things at the office of yours and thought I'd drop them off. I hear you're going up to San Francisco," he said automatically and mechanically.
"Yes, come on in," she sighed as she backed away and walked over to the couch. "I sent Ian up there and I'm going to join him. I want him out of the mess for as long as possible."
"Good idea. He'll learn about you soon enough," Clay said as he sat down on a chair opposite the couch and opened his briefcase on the floor.
"Will you stop that?!" she almost screamed at him. "What's so horrible about what happened to you anyway? I'm the one who got kidnapped! I'm the one who got fucked by all those men! I'm the one-
"Who enjoyed every fuckin' second of it!" Clay said angrily as he slammed the top of the briefcase shut and stared at the floor.
Carol flushed red with shame, then shook her head violently back and forth.
"No! I'm not going to apologize to you or anybody for the way I live. If you don't approve, you get the hell out of here!" she said angrily.
Clay looked at her and started to spring up from the couch. Then something seemed to hold him as he paused, then sat down again and calmly folded his'hands.
"You might as well know that that wasn'i, the first time I've fucked those dogs," Carol began more softly.
"Then what Dan said about you was true," Clay moaned, covering his face with his hands.
"I don't know what that bastard said. I haven't been strapping on animal regularly. But I like to do it occasionally. In fact, if the circumstances are right, I'll probably do it again," Carol said defiantly. She felt sorry for Clay and wished there were some way she could make him see that there wasn't anything wrong with what she was doing.
"You know, the funny thing is that when I sat down and thought about it, the whole scene kind of-kind of turned me on," Clay stammered, flushing as red as Carol.
"What?!" she cried out, springing to her feet and feeling the room sway around her. "What did you say?"
"I said that when I thought about you fucking those dogs and that horse-when I saw that film of you and them, I-I-Oh, fuck! I got a goddamned hard-on!" Clay said, turning his face up and looking at her. He was flushing as red as she was.
"Oh, Clay, do you mean that? Then you see that a person gets hot for animals sometimes, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like people any more," Carol said meaningfully.
Clay caught the huskiness in her voice. He looked up and saw her staring hungrily at him. She moved her hands slowly up to her tits and squeezed her erect nipples. Carol could smell the sweet smell of vaporizing cunt-juice fill the air as she looked down and saw that familiar bulge growing larger and larger between Clay's powerful legs.
"Come on. Let's kiss and make up," he said, getting up and walking over to her.
Carol reached out and wrapped her arms around his powerful body, pressing her lips against his and opening her mouth wide as she felt his thick, powerful tongue jam past her lips and drive down deep toward her throat. At the same time he rubbed his swollen groin back and forth across her bucking thighs, sliding his hands around her hips to her taut ass-cheeks.
"Any dogs here?" Clay murmured.
"They're outside. You want me to let them in?" she asked, still wondering if what he'd just said were true.
"Not yet. I want to have you all to myself right now," Clay said, raising his hands and beginning to unbutton her blouse. "When I get through, I'd like to see you strap on both dogs."
Carol threw back her head and laughed delightedly as she felt her tits become exposed to the air. Clay bent his head down slightly and cupped his lips around her erect nipples, nibbling on the tough flesh lightly while he fumbled for her zipper.
"OHHHhhhh!" she groaned as she felt him unzip her skirt and pull it to the floor. Thank God she'd decided not to wear panties that day. In an instant she felt Clay's probing fingers lightly trace across her muff, sliding up and down her puffy, twitching twat-lips while his tongue swirled and dug at her red tit-tips.
"Ohhhh!" Clay moaned, reeling back as he fumbled for his zipper.
The two of them removed what clothing was left and in seconds were rolling around the living-room floor.
"Ohhhh, yessss! Fuck me! Stick that cock up my snatch!" Carol groaned as Clay crawled over her sweating body, sliding his red-hot poker up and down the smooth flesh of her right leg while he squeezed her pendulous tits between his muscular fingers. Carol gritted her teeth and cried out as she felt her stiffened nipples mash into her tender flesh.
"Take it, Carol, take my cock!" Clay groaned as he shoved his prick against her juicing snatch-lips.
Carol spread her legs wide apart, pulling her tender cunt-lips apart. She felt his thickly veined, broad cock slip deeper and deeper into her box as she thought the lawyer would rip off her tits in his excitement.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh! AHHH!" Carol groaned, squeezing her ass-cheeks together, driving her drooling box harder against Clay's pounding groin.
"Ohhhh, baby!" he groaned. She could feel his cock pushing harder and harder against her cunt-mound.
"No, don't fuck me yet! It's too soon!" she cried out as she felt him position his prick so that its head was beginning to slip past her swollen, twitching pussy-lips.
"Huh?" Clay grunted.
"Ohhh, back!" she cried out, pushing him off and rolling him over until Clay was on his back. "A little suck-job before anything else-to get you primed," she said, kneeling between his thick, hairy muscular legs. Carol gripped his twitching cock between her thumb and right forefinger, lowering her head slowly as she stroked the thick, hot shaft gently with her slender fingers.
"Ohhhh!" he cried out as she slipped the thick cock-head past her moist lips. Clay writhed with passion, arching his hips up off the floor. He drove his stiff prick inside Carol's hot, wet mouth.
"MMMmmm!" Carol groaned hungrily, taking her mouth off his cock for a second to kiss Clay hungrily and violently. Then she inched down again slow and easy. Swirling her tongue around the underside of the head until she could feel his pre-cum begin to ooze out faster and faster from his small piss-slit, Carol then moved down to Clay's balls. She clamped her lips around them, sucking them deep into her mouth.
"OHHHH!" Clay groaned, reaching forward and burying his fingers in Carol's thick, long black hair.
Carol ran her tongue along the thick, wrinkled skin of the lawyer's balls as she moved her hands up, wrapping her fingers around Clay's spit-slicked cock and jacking him off while she continued to suck and tongue his fuck-sacs. Clay moaned louder and louder as he felt her spit out his balls and moved back to his cock.
"UNNNghhh!" Clay moaned, hunching up his hips as he felt her wet mouth devour his cock.
He dug his fingers harder into Carol's skull, shoving it farther onto his cock. He felt the tip of his dick being rammed against the back of Carol's hungry, sucking mouth.
"Easy, babe, easy," Clay panted desperately as he began to feel his cum spurt into his prick.
"Ohhh!" Carol cried out, pulling her mouth away from his throbbing red boner and gripping it until the twitching stopped.
"Jesus, that was close!" he cried out, smiling broadly at her. "Come on, we've had enough of this shit," Clay said, pushing her back and crawling over her.
"Oh, my God!" Carol groaned, tossing her legs high and wide into the air.
Clay knelt between her thighs, driving his head into her snatch and slamming his tongue into her hot box, lapping up the rivers of cunt-juice that oozed from her boiling, bubbling hole.
"ARRRGHHH!!" Carol cried out, clamping her legs together and trapping the lawyer's head between her quivering, sweaty thighs. She hunched wildly against his face, burying his nose deep into her sucking snatch as she felt his tongue snake deeper and more wildly into her juicy pussy.
"OHHHH! OHHHH!!" Clay heard Carol scream. She could have pissed on the carpet every time his tongue sanded over the itching, aching tip of her clit.
"Okay, babe, this is it," Clay warned as he pulled back and positioned the red, pulsating tip of his cock directly over Carol's hot pussy. She stared at the lawyer's thick, throbbing dong and licked her lips excitedly. He was purposely teasing her, rubbing his cock with his right hand, using the drops of pre-cum that leaked out of his piss-slit to lubricate it. His prick glistened under the noon-day sun while his balls jumped and swayed with each dick-throb.
"GIVE IT TO ME! DICK! COCK! PRICK!! SHOVE IT IN MY CUNT! FUCK MEEEEE!!!" she cried out, hoping to excite him enough to shove that prick into her.
"NOW, YOU BITCH!" he cried out, driving his muscular, hairy groin forward.
"AHHHH!!" Carol groaned, feeling the thick cock-head drive past her swollen outer labes. She squeezed her ass-cheeks together and hunched up, meeting his forward thrust violently. Her pussy boiled and steamed under Clay's constant attack. Her clit was rubbed up to a violent climax as the lawyer rotated his ass, churning his cock deep inside her hole as his balls slapped noisily against her upturned buns. , "OHHHH! WAWWWHHH!! ARRRHHHH!!" Carol cried out, feeling as though she were stuffed with prick-meat. She felt his cock begin to swell and jerk deep inside her twat and knew he was about to unload his jizz into her snatch.
"N-N-NOWWWWW!!" Clay cried out, as he drove his body harder and harder against hers.
Carol felt his load spurt out and burn its way through her snatch. His cock-head squeezed tight, then relaxed, then squeezed tightly again, throwing out hot cum in fast, thick jerks.
"AIYEEEE!! AIYEEEEE!!!" Carol cried out, feeling it spurt up into her contracting pussy and slide down her cunt-walls. Her cunt and womb and shit-hole squeezed tight as it milked out more hot cum from Clay's jangling balls.
"OHHH!! AIYEEEEE!!!" Carol cried over and over again as she felt herself losing consciousness from the pleasure-pain that ripped through her cunt.
"Baby, baby, baby...." Clay moaned over and over again as he collapsed on top of Carol's panting body.
"Oh, my God, Clay, that's about the best come I've ever had," she said, reaching up and stroking the lawyer's forehead. She squeezed her slackening cunt-lips together, pulling and tugging at his still-twitching prick.
"Mmmmm, better than a horse?" Clay said, pulling himself up and smiling at her.
"Ohhhh, you're built like a horse," she said, clenching her twat-lips together tightly again.
"Well, I guess that's kind of a compliment," Clay said as he got up and pulled his flaccid prick out of Carol's cunt-hole.
"Hey, where are you going?" she asked, rubbing her cunt gently with both hands.
"You said the dogs are outside, right?" he asked, running to the kitchen.
"Yes, but I don't-Oh, God! So soon? We just got through fucking," Carol said.
"So, when's a better time? Your cunt's all fired up and so's my prick. For most people one fuck's enough. For people like us, one screwing just steams us up for more," he said, disappearing into the kitchen.
Carol started to protest. Then she heard the kitchen door open and Clay calling the dogs. In seconds she heard the sharp pattering of animal toe-nails on the tiled floor.
"Oh, my babies," she cooed as Rex and King leaped into the living room and started licking her face.
"Get going, hon," Clay said, sitting on the couch and watching her as he started playing with his limp cock.
Carol winked at him, then reached down and wrapped the fingers around Rex's prick. Almost instantaneously the dog's cock sprang up, growing until it poked free of his furry sheath.
"God, you've got a magic touch with them," Clay said, his cock stiffening more and more with each stroke.
Carol smiled, then reached over and grabbed King's cock. In seconds Carol felt both dogs' pricks throbbing between her fingers as she stroked them gently.
"Mmmmm," she groaned, feeling her cunt slowly heat up as drops of dog-cum oozed out and leaked over her plunging fingers.
Carol leaned over suddenly and lowered her head, wrapping her thick lips around Rex's cock while she continued to jack off King. The German shepherd whimpered quietly as Carol slid her lips back and forth on his smooth, knotty prick. She could give the dog's prick more tongue-action-certainly more than the horse's prick, and even more than Clay's. Carol slid her tongue back and forth quickly along the sensitive underside of the animal's dick while she reached down and toyed with his jiggling balls.
"Wooooo!" Clay moaned as he stroked his cock more furiously.
"Unnnghhh!" Carol cried out as she slid her hand from the dog's balls down to her spasming snatch.
"Fuck the son-of-a-bitch!" Clay groaned from the couch.
Carol knelt on her hands and knees, turning around until her ass brushed against Rex's pointed snout. She closed her eyes and whimpered softly as she felt his cold nose press against her steaming snatch. Then lights popped around her as the shepherd's pointed tongue sloshed inside her spasming cunt.
"OHHH!!" Carol cried out as she grabbed King and pulled him toward her. She lowered her head, twisting it around until her tongue reached the tip of the setter's bobbing prick.
"Fuck him!" Clay urged from the couch.
Carol lowered her head and looked between her dangling tits. Slowly she reached back and stroked the shepherd's head between her widely spread legs. Rex took the hint and jumped up, pouncing on the woman and jabbing his pointed prick against Carol's ass-cheeks.
"UNNNGHHH!" she grunted, wrapping her fingers around his prick and sticking it quickly into her pussy. At the same time she lifted her head and moved it forward until it was directly under King's hindquarters. With one movement Carol slipped her lips around the setter's prick while she backed against the hunching Rex.
"Wow, babe! You're something else!" Clay groaned as he rubbed his cock harder and faster.
"MMMggfffghh!" Carol cried out, squeezing her cunt-muscles together while she sucked harder and harder at King's swelling, jerking prick.
"FUCK HIM! FUCK HIM!!" Clay cried out as he felt the fuck-juice in his balls boiling up his jerking rod.
Carol mumbled garbled words of ecstasy that were distorted by the dog-cock jerking in her mouth.
"NOW! NOW! NOW!" Clay shrieked, throwing his head back and digging it into the couch as thick, hot wads of jism sprayed out of his cock and landed on the cushion.
Carol worked harder on King's cock, swirling her lips around the slick surface of his twitching prick while Rex humped and growled behind her. She felt her body throb harder and harder, while the climax building deep in her gut seemed to threaten to break her apart.
Suddenly King's cock shot out gouts of doggie-cum. Wad after wad flew past her teeth and down her throat while Carol hungrily swallowed as much of the animal's jism as she could.
"OHHH, BABE!" Clay groaned as he watched her slurp up the last of King's load.
"OHHHH!!" Carol cried as she spat out the setter's cock and concentrated on the shepherd's prick digging deeper and deeper into her snatch.
"Fuck him!" Clay grunted desperately as he milked out the last drops of jism from his balls.
Suddenly Rex started to hump against her more strongly. She knew that this was it! He'd be shooting his cum into her snatch any second now. Her clit throbbed wildly, waiting for that first hot spurt of animal fuck-juice. It would be a signal that would release her cunt into a wild series of orgasmic spasms.
"AIYEEEE!!" Carol screamed. She felt Rex stop suddenly and shake wildly. Then the spurting started. Thick wads of it blasted against her rumbling, trembling cunt-walls. Her twat contracted in time to the animal's climax. She clenched her fists and dug her fingernails into the carpeting as rivers of thick, white doggie-cum leaked out of her cunt-lips and down her thighs to the floor.
"Ohhh, babe, that's it," Clay sighed from the couch as Carol bucked, thrashed, writhed and swayed on the floor.
Carol didn't know how long she'd been screaming, but her voice was hoarse from the effort. When Rex jumped off her back and trotted with King back to the kitchen, the woman collapsed with exhaustion to the floor.
"Tired, babe?" Clay asked as he slid off the couch and inched over to her.
"You want to fuck now?" Carol asked in disbelief. She was completely fucked out. Her cunt ached, and her tits felt as if they were about to fall off.
"Hey, not yet. I don't want to slide my prick on top of those wads of dog-jizz," Clay said, making a little face, then smiling at her.
"Oh, Clay, you don't know how happy I am right now. God only knows I'm gonna need a friend for a long time," Carol said, getting up and leaning against him.
"Well, hon, you've got one. And besides that, you've got one who'll never leave your pussy alone, and who likes to see you get it on with dogs," Clay said, stroking her cheeks gently.
"Mmmm, well, sir, since you put it that way," Carol said, getting up quickly and running to the bathroom. She sat down on the stool and let the dog-jism run out of her cunt and splash to the water below.
"What are you doing in there?" Clay shouted from the living room.
"Cleaning up," she said, flushing the toilet, then filling up her douche bag and hanging it over the shower curtain rod. "Be in in a second," she called out as she felt the warm, soothing jet of water flow into her cunt-hole.
"What the...?" Clay said as she ran back into the living room and climbed on top of him.
"All cleaned up and ready to go," she said, sliding down his hairy chest and tonguing his hot flesh until she came to his cock. She saw that Clay's dick was getting stiff again.
"But, babe...." Clay began, closing his eyes and hunching his powerful groin up to meet her sucking mouth.
"We'll talk later-in court," she said, laughing softly as she closed her lips around his lengthening, stiffening cock and slid her mouth slowly toward his hairy, heavy balls.
"Ohhhh!" Clay groaned, giving himself up to Carol's massaging lips.
"MMMgggfff!" Carol answered happily. She knew they'd have a truckload of problems ahead of them. There was the upcoming trial, a possible scandal, the divorce still to go through, and telling Ian about what had happened. Somehow they'd get through it-she was sure of it.
Carol sighed happily and closed her eyes, sucking joyfully at Clay's jerking cock.
Yes, we'll make it, she thought to herself as her cunt spasmed and juiced. The future looked pretty good. In fact, it looked damned good!
