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The Neighborhood Pet
by Jon Reskind (no address provided)
First published by The Editor

***

A sordid tale of lust, swingers and bestiality. In this 
story Karen finds satisfactory with a German Shepherd 
named Satyr, then ends up swinging with friends and 
introducing Satyr to her intimate group. Satyr, seems to 
be the real stud of this story, you even get to know 
what he's feeling. Editor's note: This is the first 
story I've seen that describes DP with a man and dog 
performing together. Wow! (MF/MF, bi, oral, anal, orgy, 
beast, swingers)

***

-= Chapter 1 =-

The sleek German shepherd stretched out his long sinewy 
body on the cool of the kitchen's rubber-tiled flooring 
to watch the golden-haired young wife move about her 
household duties with an air of feminine efficiency. He 
chose a corner, his favorite vantage point, and a spot 
he had come to consider as his own since his arrival at 
this new place. Though at first it had been strange to 
him and he had sadly longed to be with his real 
mistress, the warm affection shown him by the young 
woman and man had soon won his fervent attachment.

What was even more exciting and new to him was the 
freedom he had here. Before, he had been allowed outside 
only in the company of his mistress and leashed, but 
here he could come and go as he felt the urge, freely 
exploring the alleys and neighboring yards where other 
friendly young wives gave him bones and sometimes even 
took him into their houses. 

Of them all, though, it was this pretty, long golden-
haired girl who answered to the sound of Karen that he 
preferred to be with. She fed him well and petted him 
often, making soft little cooing sounds that not only 
pleased him but set his great heart to beating faster. 
It was the lack of such attention this morning which 
gave the powerful animal his feeling of slighted 
uneasiness, and he watched her with unflinching, devoted 
eyes, instinctively knowing that all was not right with 
her...

Actually, Karen Smith thought to herself, as she rinsed 
the dishes before placing them in the dishwasher, she 
was being a little childish about the whole thing. Steve 
wasn't wholly at fault this time. After all, they had 
awakened later than usual and she should know after 
eight months of marriage to him what a stickler he was 
for being on time at the office. With only an hour for 
him to shower, shave, dress and eat breakfast, then 
drive into L.A. proper, she'd been just a bit 
unreasonable enticing him into making love to her. But 
after last night's big let-down on his part, she'd 
popped her eyes open this morning with the same sensual 
coals still smoldering inside her. 

Of course, he'd had too much to drink the night before 
at the Keller's dinner party... or maybe not enough, she 
wasn't certain which, they both did so little of it. But 
for some unusual reason, he'd been like a damned rabbit 
in bed, just whipping right off and leaving her in the 
middle of her passionate climb, dropping almost 
immediately off to sleep, while she'd lain there beside 
him in excited arousal for over an hour before she'd 
fitfully dozed off.

It was little wonder to the twenty-two year old, 
curvaceous blonde wife that she'd awakened in no less an 
erotic tizzy than the sizzling state which sleep had 
temporarily banked through the night. But to endure a 
repeat fiasco within eight hours had been almost more 
than she could bear! Only the fact that she knew he 
would be late for work if she made an issue of it, had 
kept her from breaking right out in frustrated tears! 
Like a propelled young athlete trying for some sort of 
an Olympic record, he'd raced his lengthy, swollen 
hardness in and out of the heated, liquid sanctuary 
between her legs, quickly seeing to his own needs, then 
hopped from the bed while she lay there panting!

"Sorry, hon... but I really got to make time, now!" he'd 
weakly apologized, wiping off his deflating penis with 
his soiled shorts as he moved toward the bathroom. Then, 
at the doorway, he'd turned and promised: "Look, I'll 
make it up to you tonight, Karen... for sure. We'll go 
out for cocktails and dinner, just the two of us... and 
after, we'll come home and have a real party. Okay?"

"O-Okay, all right, darling," she'd feebly answered, 
somehow managing a smile for him before he'd darted into 
the bath, closing the door behind him.

Well, at least he had understood the what's and whys of 
her frustration, she'd thought as she lie there, 
fighting the tremendous urge to finish the task with her 
finger before he popped out like a jack-in-the-box from 
the shower. But she hadn't and for personal reasons 
known only to herself. When she'd married Steve Smith 
she'd hopefully put the need for self-gratification 
behind her, and to this point she had not violated that 
optimism, for once begun it would be too easy a practice 
to continue.

Karen was quite aware and certainly unashamed of her 
carnally amorous nature, and so far, her slender, 
loveable, uncomely young husband had shown his 
appreciation of it to the best of his limited ability. 
There... there she went again, privately deriding him 
with that one word, 'limited'... and after vowing to 
herself only several days before that she would not let 
her mind think that way anymore! 

What was it the book she had read on marriage and sexual 
love had said? Allowing this vein of thinking toward 
one's mate to dwell in the mind will only breed further 
discontent. It is important especially for the new 
inexperienced bride to adopt a positive and patient 
view. Either partner might well detain the event of 
harmony in the sex act by mentally unloading blame of 
inadequacy on the other.

Well, inexperienced she'd certainly been and still was, 
she supposed, if one was to measure by the length of 
time she'd been at it. Steve had been the first and only 
man in her young life, the initial and wondrous night 
going back to four months before their wedding. And what 
a blissful, bang-up performance that had been on his 
part right there in the back-seat of his car! God, her 
climax had been so dynamic that she'd fainted dead away, 
nearly frightening him to death, poor darling.

Karen smiled to herself now as she remembered, 
momentarily pausing in her dish rinsing. But such 
infusing recollections were not doing a damn thing 
toward soothing the immediate ardor still glowing hotly 
in her soft belly and simmering young loins, she 
reasoned, forcefully sealing the memory back inside her 
mental archives. The main points of importance were that 
they were totally and rapturously in love with each 
other, that they were both sound and healthy, and that 
her twenty-five year husband's position as an insurance 
agent was secure and progressing beyond their fondest 
expectations. 

What young bride of eight months could ask for more than 
the beautiful new home they were buying in the enviable 
Oakmont Shadows development? Even their two-year old car 
was paid for, and in three more months, their furniture, 
would be entirely their own!

So, their sex life wasn't yet all that it might be, at 
least it was a hit and miss proposition, and when she 
wasn't left in one of these fired-up states she felt 
confident that in time.

A soft whine from the big German shepherd behind her 
interrupted the pony tailed blonde girl's stream of 
thoughts. She turned, smiling down at the handsome 
animal her Aunt Janie had asked her to look after while 
the vivacious older writer fulfilled a magazine 
assignment in London. 

Though she would have done it out of gratitude for this 
fiftyish, spritely woman who had raised her following 
the accidental death of her parents when she was twelve, 
she had truly welcomed the magnificent dog's company. 
Too many nights, Steve was obligated to meet with 
clients... the unfortunate plight of a successful 
insurance agent's life... and as well as the dog's 
company, Karen appreciated the protection in this new, 
outlying area the powerful animal afforded her.

"What is it, Satyr darling?" she softly cooed down at 
him in a tone she somehow had adopted especially for 
him. "Hungry, baby?" she continued, lovingly stroking 
the mighty dog's big, glossy-furred head. "You know, I 
think I'm beginning to understand why Aunt Janie gave 
you that devilish little name... it's the wicked, 
loveable gleam you too often get in those big brown 
eyes. To tell you the truth, young man, it sometimes 
appears to be bordering on salacity."

The pleasing sound of her soft, crooning voice along 
with the gentle pressure of her small, stroking hand on 
his head filled Satyr with warm-hearted relish. 
Instinctively, he raised his head, licking at her smooth 
hand to impart his growing attachment to her. Whatever 
had troubled her was of relative unimportance, his keen 
animal intuition made him know, as with that hand moving 
to his neck, she hugged him against her soft, outer 
thigh.

"I'm not sure but what you might be some reincarnated 
Lothario from another time," the curvaceous, doting 
young wife teased, happy that they exercised a six month 
dog impounding law in England before you could bring 
them in. Otherwise, she'd never known the tying bond 
that could grow between a human and their faithful 
canine friends. She had always loved them but never 
owned one herself. 

It hadn't been until after Uncle Bill's passing away and 
her own marriage to Steve that Aunt Janie had discovered 
this wonderful animal. Now, he had become one of their 
own little family after only a week, and already she was 
dreading the day that Aunt Janie would come home to 
claim him. "Supposing we look into the fridge to see 
what we can find for you, handsome? I think there might 
even be a nice big ham bone there."

The noble animal whined, almost as if he knew what she 
were saying, Karen thought, embracing him against her 
leg and stroking his head once more. He whimpered and 
she lightly laughed. The darling. She hoped she was 
doing right by letting him traipse out and around the 
neighborhood. Aunt Janie had been in such a rush that 
she'd given her little advice concerning him. And 
inasmuch as the neighbors had all taken to him, she 
couldn't see any harm in letting him get out and romp a 
bit. He seemed to know where home was and that was the 
main thing... along, of course, with his gentle 
temperament.

Although she very much enjoyed taking him on his leash 
grocery shopping with her, there'd been several times 
he'd been off gallivanting when she couldn't. But 
invariably, when he accompanied her, any number of wives 
who lived in the Shadows made it a policy to come up and 
pet him, such as the day before when three of them had 
approached him, hardly looking at her as they almost 
blushingly made over him. He had become quite a focal 
point in the neighborhood, and though proud, she had 
come up with some misgivings over the attention. There 
was such a thing, she'd read, as dog-knapping, and God, 
how could she ever explain that, should it happen, to 
Aunt Janie?

"I don't want to be strict with you, darling," his new 
young mistress intoned with a final, loving pat, "But I 
just might have to curtail some of your wander lusting 
habits. Aunt Janie would never forgive me, I know, if 
anything happened to you and I couldn't forgive myself."

Satyr was aware only that her melodious, gentle voice 
bestowed kindness and love. But beyond that, he had 
sensed in his closeness against her a poignant smell not 
unfamiliar to him, a heady scent which immediately 
inspired trained responses inside his big, muscular 
body. It was the human mating aura he had been 
skillfully educated to recognize... and he did, but 
perhaps with more eagerness than usual, for this was his 
beloved new mistress who made his animal-heart beat 
rapidly when she petted him!

Her mind still a conglomeration of mixed-veined 
thoughts, Karen opened the refrigerator, identified the 
ham bone on its plate and bent down to retrieve it from 
its backward place on the tray. She said aloud, more to 
herself than the waiting dog: "Ham shouldn't really be 
kept this long, anyway, even under refrigeration!"

Though it gave her a jolting, if wild start, the 
astounded young wife didn't move! She was still bent 
over, but frozen immobile at the feel of the 
unmistakable cool wetness of Satyr's nose high on the 
soft inner side of her left thigh! Why she didn't jerk 
upright in shock, fear, or at least, a smattering of 
self-decorum, she could only lay to the prurient 
incitement which had been smoldering inside her since 
the night before! Instead, she continued to stoop there, 
waiting, knowing that the big dog's huge head was up in 
under her short shift from behind, sniffing... and then, 
the hot pressured lap of his unmistakable tongue came 
against the moistened nylon strip of her sheer, snug-
fitting panties hugging her seeping vaginal lips!

Good God! He'd sensed her erotic heat!

What else? It had to be that, and his singeing, long 
thick tongue had felt like a firebrand caressing the 
protected swollen lips of her still hotly fired pussy! 
Again, he did it as she hung there in her stooped-over 
position, drawing the length of his feverish tongue 
undeniably between her partially spread thighs, along 
the length of her flushed, wet cuntal crevice!

Karen raised up slowly, straightening, only because she 
couldn't spend the day in that position! She held the 
bone in her hand as she turned to gaze down at her 
animal-paramour who was staring up at her with almost 
twinkling brown eyes, erect ears, open mouthed and with 
wagging tail.

"You loveable devil! I was right! That's why your name 
is Satyr, because you are!" she tremulously whispered, 
all the sensations she had managed to keep from 
overwhelming her the past ten hours, suddenly spiraling 
with passionate intensity over her voluptuous, young 
feminine curves. "Y-you are Don Juan returned, a 
licentious male lover in a dog's body... but so help me, 
more handsome than any of them! Wh-What has Aunt Janie 
been teaching you, anyway, Satyr darling?"

The massive German Shepherd whimpered, but the sensually 
intoxicated bride wasn't sure why... whether for the 
bone she held, or the now-inflamed secret between her 
trembling thighs! She shivered outright as she took the 
first step toward the washroom as if satanically driven. 
Inside, she held the bone high in a mind-spinning, 
teasing gesture, so that he would see and follow, 
lascivious things she had never before even conceived of 
permeating her brain!

"Come in here, darling, in here with Karen!" she 
consciously hissed, as if someone might overhear, though 
she was the only human in the house. "Come on, baby, 
that's my darling and after, you can have the bone. Come 
on, look what Karen has for you!"

It was too late to stop now, the breathless, wildly 
infused Karen insanely reasoned, realizing the depravity 
of her act and knowing she intended to do it anyway! The 
eager animal whimpered before her as she stood there, 
door partially closed and spread legged, her short skirt 
luridly raised, the fingers of her same hand pulling 
seductively to one side the thin narrow crotch band of 
her dampened, nylon panties, hotly exposing her lightly 
hair-fringed, wet cunt before him!

"Come on, Satyr! Do it for Karen! Lick it baby... lick 
Karen's hot little pussy for her!" she lewdly whispered, 
the obscene thought and knowing of what she was doing 
inspiring almost frantic jolts of raging excitement to 
charge through her!

Eagerly she watched, the sight in itself as the big dog 
moved closer, enough to jell her knees! Then, 
unimaginable sensations of frenetic lust stabbed within 
her when she realized that he was really going to lick 
her there up between her thighs! Ooohhhh, this was 
beyond obscenity, she thrillingly trembled, pulling even 
further to one side the elastic leg band and the sheer 
strip of her wet panties to better expose her fire-
filled pussy to him! He was, wasn't he? God! He had to!

And, he did!

The beautiful darling's long and thick animal-tongue 
wetly snaked out, curling at its tip as it searingly 
splayed open the fervid, sensitive lips of her pouting 
pussy! It laved the very seeping, inflamed mouth of her 
vagina, separating the soft, hair-fringed folds, drawing 
with a scorching heat upward between them, ending and 
twisting at the delicate bud of her already hotly 
quivering little clitoris! And he wasn't about to stop 
there! 

Again and again without the slightest urging on Karen's 
part, the handsome brute repeated his fiery lingual 
caresses, raising gasps of lurid intoxication from the 
young blonde wife as she stood there with shapely naked 
legs spread wide, her exposed loins thrust obscenely 
forward, her little hand holding the narrow wisp of her 
nylon panties one side for Satyr's lustfully delicious 
licking of her erotically steaming cunt!

The bone she held in her small hand had lost its 
interest for the big German shepherd the moment his new, 
beautiful blonde mistress had raised her skirt and made 
naked for him her hot, wet young pussy lips. He knew 
from vast experience the feeling of racing blood 
pounding ruttishly through the animal veins of his 
mighty body. 

The delicate scent of her roused, fluid heat filled his 
keen sensitive nostrils as he ardently stroked his long, 
thick tongue through the moistened, pink flesh between 
her sensuously spread thighs. His strong animal-heart 
beat faster at her exciting feminine sexual odor, the 
intense fever of her desire contagiously charging to his 
own powerful loins.

"Oh, oh god yes, darling... like that! Lick it good!" 
Karen hissed, still holding the bone high in one hand 
and her tiny panties lewdly pulled away from her 
burning, blonde-curled pussy with the other. "Oh lover, 
you sweet, sweet beauty! Lick! Lick! Karen'll cum in a 
minute, darling! Oooohhhh, faster, baby, faster... then 
you can have your bone! That's it, lick, lick, lick!"

At last, the unwelcomed sound penetrated, a knocking at 
the back door, persistent but not demanding... yet! For 
a long moment, the lustfully captivated Karen did not 
move, couldn't in the throes of her forbidden 
enchantment... but the knocking continued until the huge 
dog finally stopped his obscene caresses, growling 
reflexively in his husky throat.

 Oh God, just a minute more and she would have! She 
almost frantically screamed within her wildly excited 
brain, thrusting her seething wet cunt obscenely 
forward, trying to tempt the big animal back to finish 
his lewd tonguing. But instead, he nosed his way through 
the opening of the door she had not quite closed to move 
toward the kitchen entrance.

"Damn! Damn!" the fiercely incited Karen cursed under 
her breath, quickly pulling her panty crotch band back 
over her saliva-moistened vagina as she shivered 
maddeningly from the impassioned sensations electrifying 
her hotly inflamed young loins in their almost reached 
orgasmic moment! Who the devil could it be? She raged 
inwardly, then heard Barbara Keller's throaty voice 
speaking to Satyr through the screened door.

"Well, hello there, handsome! Where's your pretty 
mistress? Oh, there you are, honey," their stunning, new 
neighbor greeted as Karen emerged with forced calm from 
the washroom. She was a comparatively tall girl, older 
than Karen by several years, with an extremely 
attractive face, fluffy mini-bobbed, coal-black hair, 
enchanting onyx-eyes, and an enviously curved body which 
she revealingly enhanced by wearing the most meager and 
tight ensembles available. "You washing or something, 
honey? Hope I didn't interrupt?"

"Um, no, no, I-I... ah, was getting a bone for Satyr," 
Karen stammered, helplessly trembling as she sensed the 
uncontrollable flush to her cheeks. God, that had been 
stupid, she quickly realized, a bone from the washroom? 
Her attractive caller's head cocked to one side as if in 
wonderment, but Karen refused to notice, managing a 
smile as she concentrated on the other's skin-tight 
white shorts and matching, low-cut halter. "My, don't 
you look fresh and cool, though? How about some coffee?"

"Love it, hon, and thanks for the compliment," Barbara 
replied, watching the big German shepherd take the bone 
from her curvaceous blonde neighbor's hand and march 
toward the door.

"Now don't you go away, Mr. Gallivanter," Karen 
affectedly ordered, pressing open the screened barrier 
for the proud animal to pass, the thought of the lurid 
act she'd involved him in only minutes before still 
discomposing her. "Stay right in the back yard," she 
added, struggling desperately to hide her mounting 
feeling of guilt. Then, turning to smile again at her 
neighbor: "Sit down, Barbara, I'll get some cups."

The alluring brunette was a warm, outgoing girl and a 
new acquaintance whom Karen liked very much. Though 
Barbara and Don had just moved into their home across 
the street some ten days before, already the two couples 
had struck up a friendly and close relationship, but 
somewhat taxed at that moment in the once again 
frustrated mind of the wrought up young housewife.

"You really like this outfit, or are you kidding me?" 
the long-legged brunette asked as she slid into the 
breakfast booth. "Don says if it was any tighter I might 
as well sew some simulated pubic-hair on the front, the 
wise guy. Actually, he likes them this way. What do you 
think, Karen?"

Perhaps at another time it wouldn't, but right then her 
attractive friend's rather lewd remark only added to 
Karen's uneasiness. All the same, she laughed, 
struggling for casualness and angered with herself at 
the hot twinges she knew continued to redden her cheeks. 
She quipped: "Well, let's say you're not leaving 
anything in doubt to the naked eye... but I do like it 
on you."

"Thanks again. Your sweet, Karen," the stunning girl 
bubbled. "Now, how would you like to go shopping with me 
this afternoon? There's several sales going on 
downtown."

"Oh, I shouldn't, Barb," Karen replied as she poured 
their coffee and slipped into the booth across from her 
neighbor, aware that the fire had lessened in her 
cheeks, her confidence slowly returning. "Steve's taking 
me out to dinner tonight and I don't want to be dragging 
for that. Otherwise, I'd love to join you."

"Ooohhh... and I thought sure you would," Barbara 
disappointedly moaned, and then as quickly, she was 
smiling again. "But we can do it another time. I don't 
blame you for storing up your energy for that sweet 
husband of yours. He's a doll, Karen." She leaned 
forward over the table. "Tell me, was he over, under, or 
soused just to the 'nth' degree last night? God, I 
thought he was going to rape you right there on the 
couch, once!"

Karen had already been exposed to her ravishing 
neighbor's unexpected, sensual probes and revelations, 
blushingly surprising questions or statements of which 
her good-looking, athletic husband seemed to eagerly 
enjoy, and which at first had embarrassed both Steve and 
herself. But it was the innocence and spontaneity of 
them that had soon brought down her prudish guard, along 
with her Steve's. One couldn't know Barbara Keller very 
long without recognizing and accepting, even becoming 
infatuated with her unvarnished candor, which usually 
encompassed sex. Nevertheless, her immediate personal 
question irked Karen, setting her on the alert. There 
were, after all, some things.

"God!" the widened, onyx-eyed girl went on before she 
could answer, "Don was a savage! I thought he was going 
to tongue me right out of my mind, and he hadn't drunk 
anything near what Steve had! Then, it was dog-fashion, 
and believe me, honey, with that cock of his rammed up 
in you from behind you know you're getting fucked!"

Karen actually lost her breath at her fetching 
neighbor's casual use of the two four-letter words, the 
very sound of them tumbling from her pretty, white-
glossed lips momentarily spellbinding her! In all of 
their association to date, the younger wife had never 
heard her use the ultimate graphics, even when she 
implied them! At the same time, she couldn't deny the 
sparks they raised in her soft, smoldering belly and 
loins like a poker being stroked into a caked bed of 
white-hot coals!

Somehow, Karen found her' voice and quivering as it was 
in her undeniable excitement, she softly managed to 
convincingly lie: "Steve had to be at the office early, 
so we went right to sleep..."

"Really? God, I was as hot as a Spanish onion! I must've 
cum a half-dozen times, but that's that heavy-hung 
husband of mine," the sparkling brunette randomly 
informed, then sipped from her cup, her dark-eyes 
mischievously scintillating as they gleamed across the 
table. "Anyway, I'm sorry you guys didn't cut it. I know 
you were right up there with me, hon, the way you were 
hanging onto Steve." 

She set down her cup and shook her pretty head. "That's 
the trouble with insurance, or Don's real estate. Sure, 
we make wonderful money, but the time involved. It kills 
me. I can seldom plan a dinner and have it on the hour, 
or figure on my legal-lover to be on deck when he says. 
It's always a client who wants to look at property at 
the most unreasonable hours! Sometimes, I wonder if it's 
worth it, then I look around, or go out and lounge by 
the pool and decide it is."

Once more, Karen worked up a smile. "Of course it is," 
she heard herself say, all that her curvaceous young 
neighbor had openly unfolded without a grain of 
conscience tossing wildly inside her own wrought-up 
brain... Cum a half-dozen times? God! Even once would be 
heavenly! ... Heavy-hung husband! Steve was as big there 
as anyone she would ever want to know! It was so long 
and thick, bigger than most, she'd almost bet, or at 
least an equal, wasn't it? Wasn't it? How could she 
know? It was the only one she'd ever seen, felt, or 
loved! How could an inexperienced girl compare! Even if 
she wanted to?

"Honey! You didn't answer me," Barbara said, half-
smiling across the table at her with her lovely head 
cocked to one side in characteristic fashion. "You off 
in a dream-world on me?"

"I'm sorry, Barb... I guess I got carried away there for 
a moment... something I ought to do," Karen lied again.

"Well, what I asked you is, when are you guys putting in 
your pool? Last night, you said you were going to..."

"Oh, not until next summer, probably," Karen quickly 
replied, ashamed of her momentary lapse. "I really 
didn't intend to get carried off like that."

"Oh, for God's sake, think nothing of it, baby. I get 
that way once in awhile, too. But listen, why don't you 
and Steve come over Friday night for a pool party. We'll 
have cocktails, steaks, and..." she leaned forward, 
covering Karen's hand with her own, "some exciting 
movies to stimulate the sensual blood-flow. Don just 
sold this estate to a real big-time operator who handles 
the distribution of stag movies. God, hon, they're wild, 
all the way, everything you can imagine with beautiful 
gals and handsome males! Sound like something?"

"I ah, well, I'll tell Steve tonight when he comes 
home," Karen huskily responded, her own blood pounding 
through her at the thought. "I-I have to go by his 
schedule, you know..."

"Of course you do, baby," the ravishing brunette smiled, 
getting to her feet. "Now, I better run and let you do 
your thing. Sorry you can't go shopping with me."

"Another time, Barbara. Tonight looks like a big night 
for the Smiths," Karen said, the urge to imply something 
sensual to her friend almost overwhelming her.

"Ahhhh... and I can see it in your luscious eyes, you 
blonde beauty! Okay, I'm off and running. Let me know 
about Friday, eh hon? And... and you might even give me 
a run-down on the big go tonight! I love to hear about 
other people's private sex-lives!"

Karen laughed. She followed her neighbor to the door and 
saw her out. At the same time, she looked for Satyr, but 
he wasn't to be seen. The devil had wandered off again. 
There was his bone, but he was nowhere in sight. Damn 
him.

"Bye, Karen."

"Bye, Barb, see you later."

The raven-haired girl smiled and waved, then she was 
gone... like Satyr!


-= Chapter 2 =-

Something out of the ordinary had been bothering Karen, 
the dark-eyed Barbara thoughtfully mused as she crossed 
the pleasant street back to her own new home. 
Subconsciously, she added a little extra bounce to her 
gait plus a provocative waggle of fully rounded hips and 
buttocks, just in case there might be a man admiring her 
from some concealed vantage point. Of course, they'd 
only known the dazzling blonde charmer and her adorable 
husband less than two weeks, but that was long enough to 
learn considerable about a person's character and 
temperament. 

There was no question about it, the enticingly sexy doll 
had been mighty worked up over something... or someone, 
when she'd walked out of that washroom! Her cheeks had 
been flushed and she was still trembling when she poured 
the coffee, Barbara remembered, her own excitement 
growing. God, was it possible? Could there have been 
someone hidden in there... a man, perhaps? 

It certainly had taken her long enough to answer the 
door! And she'd rapped at least a half-dozen times! 
Well, if there had been, he was still there, but he'd 
have to leave sooner or later, and little Barbara was 
just going to watch from behind the living room drape 
for a bit!

Karen Smith having an illicit affair! Wow, now wouldn't 
that be something, though? Damn, if it were only true, 
the raven-haired neighboring wife eagerly speculated, 
making her way through the cool, well-furnished house to 
the living room where she could comfortably watch, wait, 
and think. 

There was still plenty of time before she had to change 
and dress for her shopping tour. God, Don would just 
flip if it were true, Barbara imagined, smiling to 
herself. She'd never known him to get quite as horny 
over the possibility of a new conquest as he had with 
Karen. Admittedly, the golden-haired angel had it all, 
looks, youth, and a perfectly breathtaking body, but she 
didn't figure that she, herself, was any slouch at 
twenty-seven.

Of course, that really had nothing to do with it as far 
as she and Don were concerned. They were very much in 
love and it was doubtful that any third party, even with 
Karen's or darling Steve's qualifications, could destroy 
that. Sex not love, was the secret ingredient that all 
of their swapping friends had shared and lustily enjoyed 
with them throughout the two years of their marriage. 

Not only had it added that needed spice to their 
individual lives, but it had actually put new zest in 
their own marital love-making. God knows, it was 
anything but a boring ordeal for her to go to bed with 
Don, and especially following a bout or two with some of 
the other husbands in their circle. 

Too often, a wife didn't really appreciate what she had 
at home until she'd laid down for a few of her 
girlfriends' spouses. And that was another advantage to 
their private, swinging get-togethers: the exciting 
exchange of new ideas, ways and approaches, or the 
actual teaching of a one-track minded husband, or half-
frigid wife.

Anyway, the swapping around had certainly meant 
everything to her and Don's lives together. Being 
financially comfortable and having all of the luxuries 
that went along with money was not, in itself, enough, 
and both of them had realized it almost from the 
beginning. Sooner or later, the inevitable boredom was 
bound to set in, usually leading to shady little affairs 
which divorce attorneys thrived on, and neither of them 
had wanted that.

Oh, at first, she'd been quite bent when Don had come 
right out with the idea, the dark-eyed girl remembered 
as she continued to watch the house across the street, 
but being that she'd been enjoyable promiscuous all 
through her senior year in high school and the next four 
at college, she'd soon bought the program as a wild 
method of having her cake and eating it too. And so it 
had been for both of them.

A movement in the yard to the right of Karen's house 
caught her eye, interrupting Barbara's thoughts, but 
then she saw it was Satyr and sighed to herself. He was 
a beautiful animal, she mentally reflected, admiring his 
sleek, graceful actions. She remembered then that he, 
too, had come out of the washroom... first, in fact. If 
only he could talk, for if luscious Karen did have a 
lover tucked out of sight in there, the handsome brute 
would have to know who it was. 

Poor Steve, he'd probably fall apart if he ever 
suspected; that was the usual result when a new young 
wife or husband was discovered kicking over the traces. 
And he was such a loveable darling, too! God, how she 
wanted to get him into bed for an hour or so... and just 
maybe, this startling event, whatever, or whoever it 
might be, was going to make that a reality!

Don was truly going to soar when he found out, but no, 
she wouldn't say a thing until she was sure! Damn, who 
could it be? One of the neighbors, maybe? That didn't 
sound logical though. There were only a few and most of 
them so much older than Karen, unless she was one of 
those gals who nursed a secret penchant for older men! 
Besides, Barbara realized, she, herself, wasn't at all 
familiar with the couples who lived on the street behind 
Karen. It could be someone from there, a younger man 
she'd met over the back fence, or at the shopping 
center.

The telephone startled the provocatively dressed Barbara 
and she bounced up to answer it, but never taking her 
eyes from the house across the way. It would be Don 
wondering what had happened.

"Hi, Babe, Well tell your loving husband! How did it 
go?" his deep voice warmly filled her ear.

"My lecherous husband, you mean?"

"Same thing, Honey-pot, but let's not banter trifles. 
What happened? Did you talk to her?"

"Yes, Lover, I did just what you said, including salting 
the conversation with erotic tales peppered with a few 
four-letter words," the ravishing Barbara throatily 
informed, at the same time tracing the smooth erogenous 
flesh of her full, white inner thigh with narcissistic 
finger-tips. A little shiver rippled along her spine at 
the self-taunting.

"So, how did she take it?" her husband eagerly 
questioned.

"I think what you want to know, Darling, was, what were 
her responses... and frankly, they were all that a man 
like you, with the hots, could ever ask for. She didn't 
get uptight, and she was damned sure sensually aroused," 
Barbara informed in her suggestive tone, knowing that 
she was telling the truth even if she weren't revealing 
all of it.

"Sweet pussy!" her athletic husband hissingly exclaimed, 
using one of his favorite expressions. "That's music to 
my ears, Angel! Okay, now get this. I had coffee with 
your future lover-boy this morning."

"Steve?"

"Who else've you got cockitis over at the present, 
Baby?" he teased.

"Well, come on, tell me what happened!"

"Foundation work mostly. We're having lunch together 
tomorrow, a few martinis and the likes, get the scene?"

"Yes... yes!"

"So, when I think he's ready, I'm going to spring it on 
him."

"Spring what? Swapping?"

"You're right on, Lover girl," her deep-voiced mate 
said. "He'll never be more ready, and you know what a 
few drinks does to Steve Smith."

"God! Do you think it'll work, Don?" she questioned, 
afraid that they could be rushing it. "I mean, maybe we 
should soften them a little more first..."

"Don't be silly. The first jolt is going to carry the 
same impact whenever we spring it... and I'll tell you, 
Baby, I don't think I can wait much longer for a piece 
of that Karen's delectable, tight ass! You wouldn't want 
to be bringing cigarettes to your raping husband in the 
jug, would you?"

"You are pumped full of stifferine, aren't you, 
Darling?" Barbara responded with an excited laugh. "Wow! 
okay, that's fine with me. You know I've been ready for 
that sweet, gentle husband of hers ever since we moved 
in! But I just want to be sure we don't blow it."

"We won't. I've got a little thing working in the back 
of my mind," Don answered. "Steve Smith's ambitious for 
one of those 'Million-Dollar' buttons successful 
insurance salesmen flash, and once I make him understand 
that association with our select circle can gain him 
that, he's going to start worrying less and less about 
his young wife Karen spreading her legs for a few loving 
friends."

"Well, I hope you're right, Doll."

"Don't worry, I'm right, just a bit of man to man 
psychology. What did she say about the pool party?"

"She's to let me know after she talks with Don. But I 
think it looks favorable."

"Good. Let's invite a few more couples, makes for more 
interesting prelims to newcomers. Meantime, dig a pair 
of thick steaks out of the freezer, have a pitcher of 
martinis ready, and prepare yourself for a wild time, 
Sugar. Big Daddy's going to take up from where he left 
off last night!"

"Is that a promise?" the stunningly shaped wife huskily 
questioned, a tremor of fervid excitement rippling over 
her curved, susceptible body.

"No, it's a threat, pussy-girl, so prepare yourself," he 
half-whispered in that way of his that could drive her 
right up the wall. "Your ogre is knocking off early, and 
all the king's horses can't stop him!"

 ***


In the course of the remaining morning hours, Karen 
gradually recovered her composure by throwing herself 
into unnecessary house-cleaning, including the washing 
of windows. By noon, she felt quite herself again, the 
unsatiated fire in her provoked loins at least banked 
once more, enough anyway to allow her reasoning 
capacities to function with some normalcy. She sat down 
to a light lunch of soup and a sandwich, filled with 
vowed determination and a hangover of vivid shame. God, 
what demonical thing had ever tempted her into 
committing such a loathsome act she'd never know! 

The mere recalling of it to mind now was enough to make 
her want to break right down and cry. Oh, if Steve ever 
knew! She couldn't even bear to think of that! And 
Satyr, the loveable darling, it had never been his 
fault! She was completely to blame, goading him the way 
she had! 

What was worse, the handsome animal had gone off 
somewhere immediately and hadn't returned! Had he 
somehow realized her warped depravity and ran away? Dogs 
were credited with having unexplainable instincts that 
the human intellect couldn't conceive of! Oh God, if 
anything ever happened to him after what she'd done, she 
could never forgive herself!

Then, she remembered Barbara's unexpected visit for the 
thousandth time. Lord, what had she thought? Really, 
what had she thought? The shame-filled, upset girl was 
already aware that her beautiful neighbor was anything 
but a fool, that she possessed a keen, if sometimes, 
lurid mind... and it might very well be that vein of 
luridness which had helped her see through Karen's 
flushed, unhidable emotions. Damn, how ridiculous she 
must've looked carrying that bone and stammering about 
going in there to get it for Satyr! At least, she'd 
stupidly implied that!

Ooooohhh! she wasn't hungry... couldn't eat a bite, she 
concluded, pushing the food from her. And where was he? 
Why didn't he come home? He'd been gone for over two 
hours, longer than she could ever remember... or was it? 
He'd hardly touched his bone, just simply disappeared. 
Maybe, she should canvass the neighborhood, or even call 
the police if necessary! She just couldn't let anything 
happen to him!

Satyr observed his new pretty mistress seated at the 
booth in the kitchen, while he stood quietly outside the 
screened door. As always, his warm, animal-blood raced 
faster at the sight of her. She had not yet noticed him 
there and he patiently waited with opened panting mouth 
and wagging tail, tired and thirsty from his romping 
through a near-by field where he had chased a cat up a 
tree and remained to bark and jump at it, until the game 
no longer pleased him.

He was not hungry, even for the bone that she had given 
him earlier and he instinctively knew the reason. The 
heated taste and scent of her mating essence earlier had 
whetted his trained animal-desire, leaving his vigorous 
loins in a state of incomplete agitation. It was for 
this reason he had impulsively raced into the field to 
relieve the tensions through expelled energy. 

At the same time, he had ignored his usual stops at 
other back doors in the neighborhood where kind, and 
excitedly smiling females had learned to let him into 
their kitchens and bedrooms to perform, the skilled 
feats which he loved so much. But none of these could 
have any longer pleased him with this new yearning born 
in his heart for the golden-haired Karen with whom his 
real mistress had left him...

"Oh! There you are!" Karen jubilantly exclaimed, rising 
from the booth and turning to see the handsome animal 
standing beyond the door. A warm sensation of loving 
relief flowed through her at the beautiful picture his 
unexpected presence inspired. "You naughty dog... where 
did you run off to?" she crooned with emotion, opening 
the door so that he could trot in, his big brown eyes 
twinkling, his opened, panting jaws reminding her of 
some devilishly grinning Casanova.

Satyr immediately moved close to rub against her soft 
thigh, her welcomed sounds, aroma, and the feel of her 
small hand on his head and neck delighting him. He 
licked at her hand as she continued to smile down at him 
and stroke his head.

"You don't know it, Darling, but you had me very 
worried, after this morning," the young wife almost 
tearfully whispered in her choked-up happiness at having 
him back home with her. "I-I was afraid you might hate 
me for what I did and Karen could just never stand that, 
you handsome beauty!" Irresistibly, she hunched down and 
hugged him to her. "Oh, you're so sweet, Baby, please 
forgive me? I promise, I'll never do anything so wicked 
to you again!"

He was both tired and thirsty, but the enthralled Satyr 
would have contentedly given himself to her caresses 
indefinitely, had she not of her own volition sighed, 
then straightened. It was then that he went to his 
water-dish while she watched for a moment before going 
on with other things to busy her. He lay down in his 
special place once his thirst was quenched, stretching 
out on the cool of the flooring to watch her, his big, 
played out body filled with gladness at being home with 
her once more.

Had anyone ever told her that the mere sight and 
presence of a dog could fill her with such elation, or 
so completely put her mind at ease, Karen would have 
thought them batty. But as she went about washing 
cupboards with a fresh burst of energy, occasionally 
stealing glances at the now sleeping animal, it occurred 
to her that the handsome Satyr was no ordinary canine 
friend. There was something exceptionally unique about 
him that caused the irrational little flutters inside 
her when she looked at him.

She self-consciously blushed as she realized this and 
tried to remember if her feelings toward him had been 
the same before... before she had let him lick her 
there. God, she couldn't remember, not really. Perhaps, 
they'd existed from the beginning, but it had been this 
morning's sensually firing incident that had made her 
wholly conscious of them.

She thought these things as she feverishly scrubbed the 
unending cupboards, surprised at her ever lessening 
feeling of guilt and revitalized excitement with the 
vivid memory of the forbiddingly obscene act of the 
German shepherd licking her under her panties. 

God, she could still feel his searing, long, thick 
tongue parting her softly curling pubic hair and 
splaying through the sensitive flesh of her passion-
moistened vaginal lips, the lustful recollection in 
itself enough to provoke a new wetness between her full, 
hot thighs. Oh, this would never do! She had to get hold 
of herself and put such lurid, bestial thoughts from her 
mind! They were utterly abominable, and it must never 
happen again!

By the same token, she wasn't going to take any more 
chances of having something happen to him! She would 
keep him at home with her, take him out on his leash 
when necessary and that would be that. Maybe it would be 
better for everyone after Aunt Janie did come and get 
him... though the confused young wife knew she was going 
to miss him terribly. And then, she began to think more 
profoundly of the aunt who had just about raised her.

The attractive woman had always been a vibrant person, 
leaning a bit toward the impishly wild side, Karen 
mused, but while Uncle Bill was alive he'd seemed to 
have been able to pacify her. Karen had only seen her 
once following the funeral, up until her aunt had 
personally delivered Satyr to their home the week 
before. Actually, she had been quite surprised at her 
older relative's vivacity and modish style of dress. She 
looked more like a gay young bachelorette than a middle-
aged widow... and the way she had bent down to kiss the 
whining German shepherd with tears in her eyes.

God, come to think of it, while she was in that 
position, Karen remembered, Satyr had tried to nuzzle 
his handsome head under her skirt between her legs! He 
had! She suddenly recalled the whole scene, tiny, odd 
sensations responding inside her with the recollection! 
Was it possible? Had... had Aunt Janie actually taught 
him his naughty little tricks, perhaps, even bought him 
for that purpose?

The ringing of the telephone brought her back to the 
immediate and she hustled into Steve's study to answer 
it with the awakened Satyr two steps behind her.

"Oh, hi Steve darling," she smilingly said, recognizing 
his voice.

"How's my baby?" his gentle tone questioned.

"Fine, and keeping busy with her housework," she 
answered. "How's my breadwinner doing, making a lot of 
money for us, I hope?"

He hesitated. "As a matter of fact, that's one of the 
things I called you about, in fact, the main thing, 
Honey. Something unexpected's come up that's going to 
postpone our plans tonight and if I land it, it'll be 
the biggest policy I've sold yet! It's J.L. Woodward, 
you know, the wealthy Cadillac dealer!"

Karen couldn't help her disappointment, nor could she 
hide it either. This night was going to mean so much to 
her, especially after last night and this morning... 
"But what about our going out for cocktails and dinner, 
Steve? I had so planned on it. Do you have to see him 
tonight of all nights?"

"Oh, come on, Doll, let's be sensible," he replied, 
slight irritation in his tone. "You know my appointments 
have to be at their convenience, and I've worked on this 
one for weeks! Maybe you didn't hear me right, Karen, 
but this will be the biggest policy I've written yet!"

Damn, she could almost cry, she was that angry! Even 
though she knew he was absolutely right it hardly 
lessened her sense of chagrin. "Oh, oh, what can I say 
but all right!"

"Golly, Darling, I'm sorry," he apologized, his usual 
tender voice attempting to sooth her. "I know I 
promised, and how much you planned on it, but won't it 
be okay if we do it later on in the week? We'll even 
enjoy it more, Hon, especially if I sell old J.L...."

"Yes, I'm sorry, too, Steve. I'm just being selfish 
again," Karen managed, attempting to reconcile herself. 
"You'll be home for dinner then at the usual time?"

"Well, no, I won't Hon. That is, I'm to have cocktails 
and dinner with the Woodwards at their mansion," her 
uneasy husband feebly informed. "Actually, I'll probably 
be rather late, though I'll try to hustle it up..."

His admission was like rubbing salt in an open cut! She 
just couldn't keep the knifing bitterness out of her 
tone. "Really! Well, don't bother to hustle at all! Just 
take your time and enjoy yourself, Mr. Smith!"

"Damnit! Please, Karen, try to understand, will you?" he 
begged, something of a pleading whimper filling her ear.

"I'll make every effort!" Karen uncontrollably 
responded, no longer attempting to hide her cold 
resentment, and with that, she hung up, bursting into 
tears and heading toward the bedroom for the good cry 
that had been plaguing her since the night before!


-= Chapter 3 =-

Once or twice, after her tears had dried, Karen thought 
that she dozed, but she doubted that she'd really slept. 
On the floor beside the bed, Satyr faithfully lay 
watching the open doorway into the hall with the keen 
eyes of a posted sentry. She smiled when she saw him 
there, his welcomed presence lessening the loneliness 
she might have felt. She swung her feet to the floor, 
sitting on the edge of the bed to reach down and pet 
him. Immediately, he arose, crowding affectionately 
against her legs, finally settling his big head 
contentedly in her lap.

"Have you been guarding me, baby?" she softly spoke in 
the voice which seemed to please him? "You're a real 
angel, sweetheart... and I guess it's just you and me 
for the rest of the evening," she resignedly added, 
stroking the soft crown of his furry head. "But I 
suppose it could be worse, couldn't it?"

He raised his head and before she realized his 
intentions, his warm, moist tongue quickly darted out to 
brush hotly against her lips. In a natural reaction, 
Karen drew her face back away, surprised, yet not 
repelled. In fact, the loving wet contact sent an 
unexpected sensation fluttering through her! 

For a long moment, she stared deeply into his wide brown 
eyes, taking his handsome head between her small hands. 
He had kissed her and he knew it! The devilish glimmer 
in his guileless eyes gave him away! Slowly, she leaned 
forward, holding his face warmly, then near breathless, 
she parted her moistened, lush lips with her slightly 
exposed, tiny pink tongue! Unhesitantly, his longer, 
thick one gently touched it in a fiery caress.

Karen couldn't move! Had a human lover implanted a 
passionate kiss on her mouth or embraced her excited 
tongue with his, she could never have felt it more 
intensively! Again he did it, until she realized that 
she was exchanging little fervent lingual caresses with 
him, and then he whimpered, the almost pleading sound 
shattering her unnatural world!

God almighty! What was she doing? She pushed him away, 
almost leaping to her feet to stare wide-eyed down into 
his never innocent, yet urgent animal face. Again, he 
whined, as if sensing the heat he had easily rekindled 
within her dormant belly and loins.

"Oh, Satyr, Satyr, what am I going to do with you?" the 
re-impassioned, shaken wife whispered in self 
bewilderment. And she was not ashamed this time! That 
was the befuddling, unbelievable part! No, instead she 
was as hot as a firecracker ready to explode! Oohhh, 
what she needed was a drink, something to steady her 
before she lost her wits completely!

Looking at her watch, Karen saw that it was after six 
and that amazed her. She must have slept, yes, because 
at first, she'd felt considerably better, but now she 
wasn't so sure. Damn, why did Steve have to let her down 
tonight? She'd never needed him more, the evening they'd 
planned, their love party! He'd said he'd be quite late, 
too... and now was when she wanted him, not some eight 
or nine hours away! Oh damn! she tremulously swore to 
herself as she poured scotch over ice, forgetting the 
water.

Satyr watched her every trembling move, never straying 
too far from her side, his stimulated senses knowing 
from experience her want and need. The piquant aroma 
from the fluid heat of her human beauty filled his 
nostrils, just as he had tasted it from her mouth. But 
he was not used to the waiting, for his real mistress 
called him to her immediately at such times, as did all 
of the others in this new neighborhood. Still it was 
this, the waiting, which made him long all the more for 
her, and he could do nothing until she bade him.

She refused to sit down and he stalked her like her own 
shadow, sometimes, getting close enough to brush against 
her, but then she would quickly ease away. Many times, 
she refilled the glass and drank it empty. Her soft, 
warm body still quivered when he crowded against her. 
Again, and again, her melodious voice sang soft, sweet 
sounds down to him. The aura of her female sexual smell 
grew stronger and stronger, until he knew a throbbing in 
his powerful flanks. And then, at last, she sat and 
perched before her, resting his head in her lap, the 
hot, spicy fragrance from up between her warm, soft legs 
saturating his trained, animated instincts!

"Oh, you mind-bending lover!" Karen hissed, stroking his 
great head cradled on the short skirt her revealed 
upper-thighs composed into a lap. He was more than just 
a magnificent dog! There was something elegantly human 
about his maleness! He'd enchanted her and he was well 
aware of it... knew that she hadn't dare sit down 
because he would do what he was doing at that very 
moment! His rounded animal eyes were filled with more 
than affection... rank lust gleamed there! "You want to 
make an animal out of me, don't you? You want this 
morning completed, and... and so do I, Satyr darling! I 
do... I can't help it!"

Karen's brain swam from the Scotch she'd drunk. But the 
liquor had done nothing to ease the burning, sensual 
excitement within her. Nothing could do that, she wildly 
thought, except love, and her only lover lay his head 
devotedly in her lap! Oh God, she was absolutely aflame 
with desire... and she'd tried so hard! She was a total, 
seething wetness between her legs, and she knew that 
Satyr keenly sensed it! He was merely waiting... 
waiting!

"Ooooohhh!" she moaned aloud, once more pressing him 
back away and gaining her feet, though not too steadily. 
God, she should have eaten... but it was too late now; 
she wasn't hungry. One more drink and a bath... Yes, 
perhaps a bath would do it... had to, before she turned 
herself into something obscenely wanton!

The huge German shepherd instinctively discerned his 
pretty blonde mistress' anxiety. He, too, was unsettled. 
Should he be pleased or thwarted? He followed her into 
the bedroom, sitting on his haunches with ears and eyes 
alert as she began to strip away her clothing. She had 
stopped looking or speaking the soft, pleasant sounds 
down at him. 

He watched her slowly make herself naked before him as 
if he did not exist, the soft whiteness of her human, 
female body finally exposed completely before him. The 
rounded, curved excitement of her caused him to 
pantingly wait with open jaws. He saw in her female 
beauty all of the hidden secrets he had come to know and 
enjoy with others, his trained eyes centering on the 
golden pubic ringlets partially hiding the thin heated 
little crevice he well-remembered from earlier up 
between her legs!

She turned and smiled at him. Something throbbed in the 
weight of his loins.

"I'm going to bathe now, darling. You can come in if you 
want," Karen heard herself, teasing him, as if she were 
definitely speaking and taunting a man lover. She sensed 
a tiny shudder ripple upward over her delightful feeling 
nakedness. God, she was already a bitch if the truth 
were known, she thought moving toward the bathroom.

Satyr sat beside the tub watching and Karen couldn't rid 
herself of the lewd, tingling little feeling that she 
was being voyeuristically observed by a man other than 
her husband. By the same token, she couldn't deny her 
own excitedly rising sensations of playing the 
exhibitionist! All through the ritual he avidly stared, 
and then, when she finally stepped out onto the mat, he 
began to lick her ankles and calves.

"Damn, what a seducer you are!" Karen softly intoned 
down at him, the Scotch generously warming as well as 
dulling her mind. Sensuality, born from hours past 
churned within her. She thought briefly of her Steve, 
last night, this morning, and then of Barbara's visit. 
Six times she'd cum! And Don's heavy-hung cock! 

Was that the way she'd put it? No, but that's what she'd 
implied! You know you're getting fucked! She'd said, 
Karen wildly remembered, her friend's use of the lewd 
words racing through her brain to incite additional 
sparks of mounting lust inside her. She thought of her 
own husband, Steve's, penis... so long, hard and thick. 
Was Don's really bigger?

Satyr backed away as she reached for things from bottles 
and spread them over her pleasingly curved, naked body. 
He watched her small hands massage the swollen mounds of 
her resilient white breasts, saw the tiny, pink nipples 
harden to her own touch and he wondered why she scented 
herself this way. He gazed levelly as she took more from 
the bottle and spread it over her soft naked belly... 
and then more, to apply between her thighs over the 
patch of soft curls and downward to her legs...

"Well darling, that's it! I can't kill any more time," 
Karen heatedly breathed at the waiting animal she had 
been intentionally avoiding. The damn bath had done 
nothing for her! She was a raging inferno of unsatisfied 
desire inside and the dog knew it... smelled it! She 
could see it in his eyes... his eyes... ooohhh! "I-I'm 
frightened, Satyr, like a brand new bride! I'm scared, 
yet... oh darling, you've got to... got to!"

The excited German shepherd knew what she meant and 
trotted out beside the bed to stand there. He had to 
wait. That was his training. He watched her parade 
nakedly from the bath, her rounded, white curves 
rippling enticingly to her graceful stride... and then, 
she lay down on the bed... and still, he anxiously 
waited for some gesture.

Karen wasn't certain but what she might lose her mind 
completely! She had never known an equal to the feverish 
sensations raging within the seething, fluid channel 
between her legs, upward into the very secret depths of 
her oven like belly. Her own short, panting breaths 
seemed unreal to her. 

She lay on her back with trembling thighs spread 
partially open, her finger-tips tracing upward over the 
satin-smoothness of her rib cage to the sensually 
swollen mounds of her full, tingling breasts. They found 
the tiny, hardened pink-nipples and narcissistically 
fondled them, while her eyes searched the burning ones 
of the dog waiting and whining beside the bed!

Satyr felt the throbbing quiver of his enlivened, 
powerful loins at the torrid craving his naked mistress' 
eager eyes transmitted to him. His heart pounded in his 
broad chest at the sight of her long golden hair fanned 
out on the pillow beneath her beautiful head. Why did 
she make him wait? He could not understand this!

"Now lover, come up here to me!" Karen's voice 
tremblingly hissed. "Come up to your Karen and love 
her!"

With an effortless leap, he was onto the bed, 
momentarily poised in a picturesque stance as he stared 
down at her. Karen's breath uncontrollably caught in her 
throat at the sight of him ardently surveying her 
exposed vulnerable nakedness. It wasn't too late! She 
frantically reasoned. She could stop him, order him off 
the bed, come to her senses! And then, he lowered his 
head to lick out with his hot, wet tongue over the white 
smooth flesh of her nervously quivering belly!

Oh god yes, yes, it was way too late! She never wanted 
him to stop! Again, she felt the delight of its curling, 
fiery length and she raised her head to watch him 
licking upward over the round, small basin of her belly! 
Higher and higher he came, until at last he was licking 
the smooth, sensitive undersides of her desire-swollen 
breasts, ever creeping upward over them to their little 
bursting nipples!

"Ooohhhh!" she shamelessly moaned aloud to his fervid 
tonguing caresses wetly grazing the pink, erogenous tips 
again and again, sending maddening little spasms of lust 
whipping through her nakedly roused body!

Her feverish mind was a blank to everything but the 
captivating sensations his ardorous, licking tongue, 
brushing with a moistened heat over the firm young 
mounds of her sensuously heaving breasts, was creating 
inside her. She heard him whimper from deep in his 
animal throat, her impassioned gaze fixed on his 
seductive love-making. Then, his great brown eyes raised 
to meet hers, their candent glow level with her own. She 
waited, not speaking, not moving, only intensely 
breathing through parted, gasping lips, and he moved 
upward to lick them!

The boiling animal blood fiercely rushed through Satyr's 
strong body as once more he tasted the delicate essence 
of her simmering heat on her lush lips and small, fiery 
tongue. With his own, he excitedly brushed the tiny, 
pink member receptively darting from her opened mouth... 
licking and loving its wet sweetness while faint mewling 
sounds purred from beyond it. He saw then that her eyes 
had closed as she lay there beneath his meaningful 
tongue, emotionally returning caress for caress, and 
instinctively he knew it was time!

Abruptly, his intense lingual kisses stopped and Karen 
felt the bed give from his moving weight... She opened 
her eyes to see him positioning himself between her 
slightly spread legs, her breathing quickening as 
automatically, she spread them further for him! Lifting 
her head, her brain wildly spinning, the nakedly 
trembling young wife watched him poise his beautiful 
head above the obscenely offered intimacies between her 
full, flushed thighs! Fleeting memories from that very 
morning raced intoxicatingly through her lust-incited 
mind! 

She heard her own animalistic little whine when he 
slowly lowered to her, his hot breath taunting the 
sparse blonde-curls there! Then, his cool, wet nose 
brushed against the impulsive, flame-filled flesh of her 
inner thigh... and finally, the blood-heated lips of her 
desire-moistened pussy crevice! She heard him whimper as 
he sniffed, and she waited in nearly frantic passion, 
her legs opening wider still of their own volition!

Karen couldn't hold back the sudden expressive gasp when 
she felt his damp nose move lower between her thighs and 
brush wetly down against the tiny puckered ring of her 
sensitively exposed anus! She hadn't expected that! "Oh 
God!" she blurted, the moment his irresistible tongue 
splurted between her widely spread buttocks to wormingly 
lick up and down the smooth, fleshed split surrounding 
her snug little anal mouth, the tip suddenly burrowing 
into its tightly clasped, babyish lips!

How long that blissful titillation went on down between 
her thighs, Karen had no way of measuring; she'd lost 
track of time! Only that his rapturous animal tonguing 
never stopped was all that mattered! She felt his 
searing, wet lavings bringing him to the narrow pink 
crevice her clingingly pulsating cunt-lips hid. She 
shivered delectably as he drew its burning wetness 
upward over the full length of her pussy, from her 
tightly clenched little anus, tracingly along the thin 
hair-lined edges of her vaginal lips to the tiny, hotly 
tremoring bud of her concealed clitoris. 

Again he did it, this time his lengthy, fire-filled 
tongue spreading through her softly yielding cuntal 
flesh like a hot knife through butter! It didn't stop, 
but blissfully continued splaying wide the hotly 
welcoming flesh, at last lunging in an invading curl far 
up into the clutching heat of her deliriously craving 
vaginal mouth! She moaned, spasming with ecstasy beneath 
his oral loving, her liquor-hazed eyes lustfully feeding 
on the incredibly obscene spectacle they made!

Ooohhh... she would cum a dozen times, the lewdly spread 
young housewife giddily moaned from the intense 
sensations his long, thick tongue was erotically sending 
through her hotly smoldering nakedness. Her gasping 
mewls increased, her sensually ignited brain slipping 
deeper into a salacious vein she luridly welcomed! 

Again and again his scorching tongue eagerly grazed 
through and over her quivering upraised loins, from the 
snug, tightly puckered lips of her tight little anus, 
upward through the moistly glistening crevice of her 
openly spread pussy. At its peak, it hesitated, 
penetrating the hot, liquid flesh to flick skillfully at 
the palpitating bud of her tiny clitoris, fanning the 
growing flames inside her like a bellows!

How long it unceasingly went on without letup, Karen in 
her erotic intoxication had no idea, only that it did, 
the heavenly loving tongue licking wildly through and 
over her wet, seething cuntal flesh until she was 
frenziedly whimpering and squirming beneath it!

"Oooohhhh, my lover!" she gutturally wailed as he lunged 
the long, thick lingual organ with a lust-teasing curl 
once more up into the clutching, feverish channel of her 
burning vaginal passage. "Ooohhh god, darling... it's so 
beautiful! Don't stop, please... ooohhhh!" she begged in 
a hiss, frantically drawing her knees all the way back 
to touch her erotically tingling breasts to give him 
greater access to her widespread cunt. She vaguely heard 
his whines blending with hers, while he continued to 
devotedly lash and penetrate the fluid pink cunt-flesh 
between her obscenely raised thighs and buttocks!

Satyr was reveling in the exotic odor and taste of her 
human, female passion, the keen aromatic spice to his 
tongue and nostrils pleasurefully enraging his mighty 
canine loins. Though he loved his real mistress and had 
enjoyed the many unexpected sallies with excited wives 
here in this new neighborhood, none had come to mean to 
him what the pretty Karen with the long golden hair did! 
In her pale, sky-colored eyes he saw love, and her voice 
sounds, gentle and warm, had captivated him from the 
first. 

Her smooth white face glowed when she looked at him, and 
he sensed this now flowing through the soft curves of 
her entire unclothed body. There at the core of her 
mating hole where he lovingly licked with his perceptive 
tongue was the hot, liquid proof of it all! This 
yielding, pink flesh in its hotly flowing moisture 
assured him that she truly loved him too, and as he 
excitedly tongue-loved the curl-fringed softness, he 
felt the strong urge in his ruttish animal loins for 
more!

Karen, in a gripping wave of disappointment, felt his 
magnificent hot tongue abruptly end its laving delight, 
and she raised to her elbows with a start, slowly 
lowering her upthrusted legs. "What's wrong, Satyr 
darling? Do it? Don't stop! Karen wants you to do it!"

But he didn't! Instead he backed away a step and from 
her half-upraised position, the desperately inflamed, 
naked young wife saw it! His cock! Breathlessly, she 
gaped at the sight of its glistening, hardened reality 
emerging from its long sheath, wet and thick, the 
dripping, tapered end danglingly swaying as it slipped 
from its protective sleeve in an ever growing length of 
thickening, reddish hardness! God! It was as big or 
bigger than Steve's! Unrestrainedly, Karen moaned, the 
realization that she had fired the handsome animal to 
this very point registering somewhere in her insanely 
lusted mind.

After all, he did have feelings, didn't he... this 
devoted, handsome lover? Oh God... he wanted to fuck 
her! He did! He did! And... and... "Oh darling, it's 
evil... forbidden... shameful!" she gasped, unable to 
take her eyes from the still lengthening, thick rod of 
his glistening, hard animal-cock. "Ooohhh, I love you, 
too, but... but how? Not like animals, lover!" 

Karen impassioned hissed, delirious sensations racing 
almost violently through her as she took the pillow from 
beneath her head along with her husband, Steve's, and 
obscenely lifting her hips and buttocks, stacked them 
there beneath her so that her open asscheeks were raised 
high in the air and she was resting back on her 
shoulders and the back of her head.

The young blonde wife's eyes glowed with the fervent 
lasciviousness of her act... her obscene intention of 
letting her aunt's dog fuck her! She made no effort 
toward thinking rationally. Her young, sensual body was 
alive with screaming desire! Utter lust saturated her 
brain! 

She raised her legs, drawing them all the way back once 
again until her knees touched her excitedly swollen 
breasts! Her obscenely upraised cunt was a well of 
molten fire! From the flatness of the bed, she raised 
her head to look up between her firmly throbbing breasts 
and lewdly spread legs to see her handsome animal-lover 
waiting, his huge wet cock dangling from his hairy like 
balls something she might expect of a stud pony!

"Oh God, Satyr, crawl up between my thighs," she half-
blurted. "Do it! Come on, baby! Fuck your Karen!" She 
reached down between her thighs to stroke her pussy in a 
lewd, goading gesture. "Now lover, now! Fuck me! Come 
on, fuck me before I lose my mind!"

Satyr had all the intentions in the world of doing that. 
He had hesitated only because his real mistress had 
taught him to wait until she turned over and got onto 
her knees, the same way all the other neighborhood women 
who gave him bones, to do it to them did it. His heart 
pounded in a heavy animal heat. She was ready and her 
way would be more exciting because he would see her 
beautiful face all of the time! 

He could kiss her tits with his tongue and watch the 
warm lights of passion flash in her eyes! He moved 
forward, easily mounting between her wide-spread legs, 
his head above hers, feeling the hot, wetness of her 
openly spread vagina as his excited rod of hardness 
brushed against and into its soft fluid heat to raise 
tiny whimpers from both of them.

She hugged him first, her soft, moistened lips kissing 
his face while he tried to answer with his tongue, but 
then, she was reaching down beneath him until he felt 
her gentle fingers grasping at his huge animal hardness 
and parting the soft blonde pubic hair with the end of 
it, press it into the warm pulsating entrance of her 
cunt.

"Ooohhhh Satyr, it's so hot and hard!" Karen whispered 
hotly. "God, can I take it up in me? Oh, I've got to... 
got to! I need it so bad, darling! Now! Now, there it 
is... the tips just up inside! Do it, baby! Ram it into 
me and fuck your Karen out of her mind!"

Instinctively, the very second the dog felt the moistly 
clutching young pussy flesh nibbling at the tip of his 
animal-hardness, he did nothing less than what nature 
demanded of him! He fucked forward! Without the least 
consideration of mercy, the powerful German shepherd 
sunk his long pulsating length of hugely blood-swollen, 
animal-cock into the up raised channel of his blonde 
young mistress's upthrusted cuntal mouth! 

He squatted partially on his hind legs to do it well, to 
bury it deep up inside her hotly screaming little belly. 
Immediately, he sensed his sperm-bloated testicles 
brushing, and then, slapping hard up into the smooth, 
wide split crevice between her warm, soft buttocks as he 
established his rapid-fire pace!

"Aaagghhh! Uuunnhhhh!" Karen gasped out at the 
unbelievable, first penetration of his massively 
hardened cock, but there was hardly time to linger on 
the way it had spread her passion-dilated cuntal passage 
open even further! Then, ten thrusts at least, maybe 
more, had pumped up into her hotly flaming pussy-hole 
while she was still trying to acclimate to the first! 
Like the powerful animal he was, his searing dog-cock 
fucked deep up into the far hidden depths of her 
passion-filled belly! She gasped and cringed beneath 
him, her mind a blank of sensual desire, the very heart 
of her young womanhood aflame with a soul-blinding wave 
of unequaled lust!

Maddening delights of unholy ecstasy quickly filled her 
lewdly submissive nakedness and the frenetic young woman 
could do no more than groan and squirm salaciously 
around beneath the beautiful beast as she offered the 
whole of her nakedly spread cunt up to him! She strained 
to watch with lewd fascination as the scarlet rod of 
hotly stiffened dog-cock slithered in and out of her 
ragingly stuffed vagina with wet, breath-whipping 
charges, fucking its way to the very hilt in her wide 
stretched cuntal passage, Satyr's heavy, sperm-bloated 
balls slapping heavily down against the tiny puckered 
anal mouth between her luridly spread young buttocks!

Her painfully bent head jarred from his every effective, 
breast-quivering plunge, her brain reeling in the 
blinding pool of her forbidden animalism! She gaped at 
the glistening length of cone-shaped hardness pistoning 
deeply into her open cuntal crevice, kicking her legs 
out and wrapping them tightly around the furry muscles 
of his strong back to rhythmically lift her fire-filled 
loins in a wildly salacious grinding motion to meet his 
powerful driving strokes with lewd ecstatic abandon! 

Base lust saturated her nakedly slaving body as she 
sensually pumped her rounded hips upward onto his ever-
thickening cock skewering deeper and deeper with 
heavenly delight into her raging hot belly! Furiously, 
his hairy animal belly and loins battered and thudded 
resoundingly downward against her taut, wide-spread 
asscheeks, his huge, pleasure-bringing cock a relentless 
rod of wetly glistening joy sinking to its full hardened 
length into the fluid inferno of her wildly clasping 
cuntal passage! 

With shameless, whimpering mewls, the lust-drunken young 
wife furiously rotated her hungrily working hips and 
buttocks up at him, grinding the omnivorously swallowing 
walls of her vagina hotly around the hardened length of 
his thickly piercing animal cock, a blissful cry of 
enravished passion escaping her opened lips.

The signal flashed through Karen's erotically maddened 
young body... the unmistakable beacon of sensual 
fulfillment! It sprayed through her erotically seething 
loins like the prickling of a million needles, gnawing 
at the inner base of her sensuously quivering belly with 
the lewd, lascivious promise of frenzied orgasmic 
rapture! She moaned tremulously to the jagged edges of 
her mounting climax, straining beneath her heavily 
panting animal-lover to see his wet, thick cock 
furiously vanishing into the blonde fringed cunt-lips 
between her wide-spread thighs and upthrusting buttocks! 

She gaped lustfully with eyes bulging in unrequited 
passion at her pink cuntal flesh wetly clinging to his 
long, thick cock when he pulled out of her, then 
disappearing up inside again with his heavily thrusting 
hump, his heavy cum-filled balls smacking down solidly 
against the smooth tingling crevice of her obscenely 
working ass! She saw and felt her swollen, nipple-
bursting breasts dancing rhythmically on her chest in 
time to his beautiful animal fucking!

"Ooohhh my lover... fuck me... fuck me, you magnificent 
darling!" Karen gasped, pulling his big head down so she 
could smother his panting face with hot, moist kisses!

Satyr's heart overflowed with desire and basic animal-
passion for his naked blonde mistress beneath him, whose 
soft white legs were wound tightly up over his back, as 
were her arms now, around his neck. She whined in a low, 
almost crying voice while she feverishly kissed him as 
no other woman ever had, at the same time, thrusting her 
eagerly clasping cuntal crevice up onto his aching rod 
of lustfully throbbing hardness. The wet heat of her 
vaginal passage was clinging greedily to his pounding 
maleness, rapidly urging him toward that point of wild, 
primeval release!

Abruptly, Karen raised her sensually slackened face to 
wail out a guttural, animalistic groan from deep in her 
throat. Her glazed blue eyes grew large and unseeing. 
"Ooohhh... ooohhh... god, lover... I can't stand it! I'm 
going mad! Ooohhh... kiss me, darling... kiss me with 
your beautiful tongue!"

Wildly, the lust-blinded young wife opened her mouth as 
his long, thick tongue thrust into the heat of the 
moistened shelter, brushing against her own tiny one as 
it went almost to her throat and she sucked it! 
Unbridled passion, nothing short of bestial, Karen 
insanely reasoned as with shameless abandon, she thought 
of herself being fucked in the mouth as well as her 
steaming, fire-filled cunt! It was enough to trigger the 
ultimate moment! 

She started to wail out, but her voice died in a 
strangled mixture of sob and sigh... then, the first 
spasm of hotly bursting orgasm struck her and she 
shrieked, thrusting her wildly convulsing young loins up 
hard onto his consummating dog-cock in a desperate 
lunge! Satyr responded with a forward, downward 
stabbing, his huge hardened cock beginning to jerk 
inside her and to spew out its hotly scalding animal cum 
deep up into her soft constricting belly with long, 
liquid spurts!

Again, Karen erotically screamed out, her smoothly 
tautened buttocks beginning to contract convulsively to 
the lewd animal eruption exploding into and filling her 
raging belly and loins almost to the bursting point! His 
tongue left her still greedily sucking mouth and she 
flailed her head and long blonde hair from side to side 
in her incredible, erotic bliss, suddenly feeling the 
lewd combination of their human-animal cream warmly 
trickling out together from her tightly clasped cuntal-
mouth and on down the insides of her open thighs as it 
clenchingly milked her lover's slowly deflating cock of 
the last few droplets of the precious liquid of his 
lust. She groaned softly then, letting her legs fall 
jerkingly out onto the bed on either side of his flanks, 
a long sigh of enchanted relief escaping her as she felt 
his softened penis slip from her wetly flooded cunt 
mouth with a low wet sucking sound...


-= Chapter 4 =-

The following morning, Karen Smith was still too 
overwhelmed from the obscene thrill of her forbidden 
sexual coupling with her aunt's dog to feel any 
significant amount of shame or remorse over what she had 
done. Oh, admittedly, there had been several light 
twinges of both in the hours that followed. 

She wasn't quite that calloused yet, not to realize the 
unnaturalness or unlawfulness of their abnormal love-
making, but the delectable pleasures her darling Satyr 
had raised and sated within her young susceptible body 
overshadowed everything else. She loved him with a new-
born possessiveness that was as contrary to nature as 
the lurid act they had committed, and she couldn't help 
herself even had she wanted to!

God, it was a wonder that she'd kept her head at all, 
Karen shiveringly rationalized as she picked up the 
after-breakfast dishes from the booth. She had been that 
emotionally drained when her handsome animal-lover had 
withdrawn his sperm-slickened penis from her vagina and 
backed off of her nakedly prostrate body. 

She turned now to look down at him stretched out in his 
favorite corner, his loving dark eyes watching her every 
move. The curvaceous, vibrant young housewife softly 
said: "We have our beautiful little secret, don't we, 
Baby? Oooohhh... you're such a wonderful lover, darling, 
and Karen loves you so much... I don't know how I ever 
had wits enough to remember that Steve might well come 
home with a desire all his own last night?"

And how right she'd been! Cocktails, especially 
martinis, invariably did it, inciting a superficial 
virility in him which made for speed rather than 
endurance. This, on top of the fact that he'd written 
that big insurance policy for J.L. Woodward had 
unleashed an amorous tiger in their bed. Thank God, that 
he had had enough to drink not to notice her excess 
wetness up between her legs. 

Proud and dominant, Steve'd taken her, racing his long, 
thickly hardened penis up into the still animal-sperm 
slickened sheath of her vagina, until in less than a 
minute she'd known a renewed excitement, and that's when 
she had felt the first twinge of shame and remorse over 
her act with her aunt's dog. But it hadn't lasted any 
longer than her over-zealous, young husband.

"Now, Angel! Here it comes! Oh Christ! Here it COMES!" 
he'd cried, as if she hadn't known he was beginning to 
squirt his thick, scalding sperm with powerful jets 
she'd felt spewing deeply and hotly up into her already 
semen-flooded belly!

The shallow anger she'd known had been diluted to a 
weakness of mild aggravation because of the magnificent 
loving of Satyr, but her husband didn't know this as she 
forcibly worked her vaginal muscles, massaging and 
milking the fiery semen as desperately as she could from 
his already deflating penis. Had she waited for him and 
not let Satyr do it to her first, this is what she 
would've gotten, further frustration!

God, was it any wonder that she'd awakened more filled 
with love for the handsome German shepherd than a 
meaningless shame or remorse for what she'd let the 
love-trained animal do to her? And he was! There wasn't 
the slightest doubt in Karen's mind but what Aunt Janie 
had either educated, or had him schooled in his 
forbidden arts!

She glanced down at him again from where she stood 
rinsing the dishes for the dishwasher, reading the 
almost devilish sparks in his dark, animal-eyes, wishing 
to God she could discern the thoughts or instincts 
filling his keen brain at that moment! One thing for 
certain she'd settled upon: he wasn't going to roam the 
neighborhood anymore! No damned wonder the local wives 
were blushingly coming up to pet him in the supermarket! 
The bitches! They'd been taking advantage of his love-
oriented temperament! How many of them had he mounted... 
fucked? 

A feeling of bitter jealousy scraped through her, 
leaving smarting and burning mental scratches. Oh yes, 
Satyr darling, there's a new regime for you as long as 
you're with Karen... and you're going to be with her 
forever, once I convince Aunt Janie! The blonde, mini-
skirted housewife excitedly planned, feasting her 
glowing eyes on the languishing, sprawled dog where he 
lay watching her from his chosen, cool corner of the 
kitchen.

 ***

Steve Smith wasn't pleased with himself, nor exactly 
feeling up to snuff as he sat behind his desk in the 
office hung over, but looking busy. If it hadn't been 
for the policy the slender, chestnut-haired young man 
with the hazel-eyes had written the night before, he 
might go douse his head in a toilet and flush it a few 
times!

What the hell, who was he kidding? Himself? Hardly! 
Karen was as cold as a dead mackerel's belly, had been 
from the first night of their honeymoon, and probably 
always would be! Why? He'd fired her guns before! 
There'd been times when he'd wanted to stay in bed with 
her forever! And then, there were those like last night, 
and a few nights before that, and on and on backward to 
the beginning! She loved him, he reasoned, or at least, 
he thought she did! Goddamn, he loved her! Yes, more 
than anything in the whole frigging world. but sex... a 
man couldn't deny the necessity of fulfilling sex. could 
he? No! Damnit, no! He, Steve Smith couldn't, anyway!

"There's a call for you, Mr. Smith," the young short-
skirted Shelly from the front desk came back and told 
him with a smile, her encased full tits thrusting the 
cotton of her blouse out at him like a pair of tent-
poles. "I tried to ring your desk. Must be something 
wrong. I'll have it checked. You want to try and see if 
outgoing is working?"

Steve took it, his hazel-eyes still fastened on her 
forward thrust. "Mr. Smith, may I help you?"

"Hi, Steve, Don Keller. How's it go?" the friendly deep 
voice filled his ear and Steve nodded at Shelly that 
they had contact.

"First rate. With you?"

"Oh great, great, man. Look, wanted to confirm our 
luncheon. The Shadows Inn at One? That okay with you?"

"Yeah, I guess it is," Steve hesitated, trying to think, 
then deciding why the hell not? "The Inn, at One."

"I've called in reservations, you know how it is there 
at Zenith?"

"Pretty wild. I had two reservations canceled out last 
week after arriving with damn good clients, too. I don't 
have to tell you that I didn't sell them."

Don Keller's deep voice warmly laughed. "Well, you can 
count that this reservation won't be canceled, Steve 
boy. They know better. Trouble with you is, you're in 
the wrong field, buddy! I could use a man like you in my 
office! No crap! With your selling ability, you'd make a 
hell of a real estate salesman! Well, we can talk about 
that over lunch... among other things, eh?"

Steve couldn't deny that his neighboring friend's words 
fired his ego. He smiled to himself above the 
telephone's mouthpiece. Christ, there were certainly 
plenty of times he got fed up with this racket. But... 
"Yeah... we'll talk about it... amongst other things," 
he laughingly replied.

"Good deal. One o'clock, then, right?"

"I'll be there, Don. See you then..."

"Right on man."

Steve cradled the phone and sat back. His thoughts 
returned to Karen, punctuated by a few of the flirty 
Shelly, then some rousing ones that concerned Barbara 
Keller.

Shelly Daniels was a top-heavy little red-head with 
boyish hips and a cute face, somewhere in her late 
teens. She'd been advertising "here 'tis" to him ever 
since her first day in the office. Except for her 
dynamic tits, she did nothing for Steve, and even if she 
had, he would still pass it up. Christ, his Karen had it 
all, the face, the hair, and the most curvaceous body 
he'd ever set eyes on! 

Damn, he had only to see her naked and his crazy cock 
went wild! If only she could get with him, tie into it 
the way she had the very first time in the back seat of 
his car. Man, he'd never seen a girl cum like that, 
actually fainted dead away and nearly scaring the crap 
right out of him! He could almost count the number of 
times she'd climaxed since, though she always started 
out with plenty of zip, but that was as far as it went, 
great beginnings and nothing endings.

He'd bet Barbara Keller really knew the way to a man's 
'hard'! Now there was a girl, if he were going to play 
any naughty games, whom, he'd welcome for a partner. 
What a sexy doll and the goddamned revealing outfits she 
wore!

The other night at their dinner party, he remembered how 
she'd sat during cocktails right across from him 
straddling the arm of the davenport beside Don, her 
next-to-nothing mini-dress hiked way up to expose just 
about all of her full, rounded thighs! But the payoff 
had been that she'd been wearing only panty-hose 
beneath, no bikinis over them as Karen did, and the 
manner in which she'd sat there with her thighs spread 
around the arm of the davenport, he'd been able to see 
the entire outline of her pussy through the sheer nylon! 
Hell, she had to know he was looking and what he could 
see... her very crevice between those puffy little cunt-
lips and the shadowing ringlets of black pubic curls!

Damn, he hadn't dared to stand up for an hour, his cock 
had gotten so frigging hard! Oh, she'd known, all right, 
because she'd caught him gaping several times, but still 
she'd never moved or changed her exposing position... 
nothing, only smiled, her dark eyes dancing and 
sparkling each time she'd caught him feasting!

Why had she done it? Hell, he knew the extent of his 
physical attraction, which never ceased to make him 
wonder in awe why Karen had ever fallen for him. 
Barbara's had been the old come-on if he'd ever seen it 
employed! Damn, it could only mean one thing when a 
girl. Wife, or whatever, displayed her wares the way she 
had. Barbara Keller was letting him know that he could 
have some if he wanted it! And more and more, he was 
beginning to wonder if he didn't!

What the hell, he was thinking like a cunt-struck hair-
brain! Lay the possibility of losing Karen on the line 
for a sexy piece of ass? No, he was not apt to, nor of 
making an enemy of Don Keller, either... but he'd bet 
his left testicle that she would be one wild and sexy 
fuck, all right! She had all the qualifications, like 
Karen, with one more needed ingredient... hot desire, 
and that was as obvious as the goddamned hardness of his 
cock from just thinking about her! Well, he better start 
getting rid of that before he attempted to walk past 
Shelly and the other girls, or he might just have to 
have his lunch sent in!

 ***

Around mid-morning, Karen changed into casual slacks and 
blouse, leashed Satyr and drove their second car, a six-
year old station wagon, to the shopping center. The 
striking animal sat upright on the seat beside her, 
flashing his affectionate eyes in her direction each 
time she spoke to him in her special way. Though she had 
ample reason to concentrate on prospective shopping, the 
long-haired, shapely girl could not rid her still-
excited mind of the sensual delights her handsome 
passenger had brought her the night before. Throughout 
the morning, it had been the same, her infused thoughts 
constantly returning to their obscenely bizarre love-
making, mental pictures of it all vividly flashing again 
and again in her head.

Actually, Karen realized as she carefully drove, it had 
been either a matter of forcing herself out of the 
house, or taking her darling to bed again! She had 
worked herself up to that sensual degree by the simple 
exercising of her memory bank alone! Not that she didn't 
intend to again very, very soon, probably that afternoon 
in fact, for she had to experience it all over... except 
that this time it would not be hazed by liquor! She 
wanted to be certain it was as magnificent as she now 
visualized... but there were still other things to be 
done, too.

Besides, grocery shopping, she intended to buy a lengthy 
measure of good rope at the hardware to keep her 
philandering animal-lover at home. Just the thought of 
her neighboring wives taking advantage of his unique 
training jealously enraged her. And until that very 
moment, it hadn't occurred to the young new wife what 
those very depraved women must imagine took place 
between her and the amorous Satyr!

It struck Karen with more than a minor jolt what nature 
of opinions they had to arrive at! None of them were 
aware, excepting Barbara, that Satyr was only a 
temporary ward, that he actually belonged to her Aunt 
Janie! Good God! It was no wonder they seldom spoke to 
her and only to him as they petted his grand head! They 
were probably as jealous and hate-filled of her as she 
had suddenly found herself of them!

The blonde, blue-eyed beauty sensed an emptiness, a 
vacuum that only guilt could cause, abruptly come into 
being at the base of her soft belly. For a long moment, 
her intelligent young brain swam. Fear, too, clutched at 
her. Supposing Steve should somehow find out through one 
of those wives, especially if she tied Satyr up and they 
couldn't... couldn't use him anymore? God! But she had 
to keep him home away from them! He belonged to her and 
she wasn't about to share him!

"Oh, Satyr, y-you naughty Don Juan!" Karen sharply 
snapped over at him, bringing his rounded, surprised 
brown-eyes to focus on her. She knew he sensed the anger 
in her tone. "Why have you had to be so damned 
promiscuous... and you were, I know you were! God! I 
could just cry!"

She didn't, of course; she was too irate over it all. 
Instead, she finally parked and set out for the 
supermarket, already determined to brazen it with her 
degenerate neighbors one by one as they met... and she 
hadn't long to wait.

The first was an overweight, buxom woman in her late 
thirties who spotted Satyr and approached to pet him in 
the customary blushing fashion Karen had not understood 
before. The woman's sneering little eyes raked over the 
prepared young housewife as if she were vermin, at the 
same time a pussy smile spreading her apple-face.

"Oh, you know Satyr, do you?" Karen sing-songed. "How 
nice. He has so many more friends than I do... seems to 
have met every wife in the neighborhood in a little over 
a week."

"Y-Yes... he comes to my backdoor once in awhile," the 
hefty girl replied, again sweeping her small, vicious 
eyes over the neighbor she had not met. "I feed him and 
he comes back. He's such a beautiful animal."

Karen smiled, but with anything except warmth. "Yes, he 
is that... and talented, too. He's a show-dog, you know, 
Mrs?"

"Thornton," she informed.

"So nice to meet you... at last, Mrs. Thornton. I'm Mrs. 
Smith, and I've wanted to get around and talk to you 
ladies in the neighborhood regarding Satyr. He is only 
boarding with me for a few weeks, you know, and the 
owner when he left him with us let us know that Satyr 
had... well, some unusual traits, shall we say. It seems 
that he was once a carnival dog and used in some rather 
rare, forbidden feats... but these he seldom resorts to 
unless goaded."

"Really?" the other managed, her tiny eyes expanding 
into a feigned shock.

"Yes, I'm afraid so, Mrs. Thornton," Karen casually went 
on. "But he has such a loving temperament that I've 
hesitated to tie him home... up until this morning when 
I heard he... he... well, let's say he'd been a bit 
indiscreet with one of our teasing neighbors."

"Really, Mrs. Smith?" the plump girl questioned, her 
eager tongue snaking out to lap at puffy, red-toned 
lips. "What did he do? Who was it?"

"Well, resorted to his carnival-show training, I'm 
afraid... and that's why I've finally decided to tie him 
after all."

"Ooohhh... that's a shame," the other moaned. "He's such 
a beautiful dog. I-I loved to have him call on me..."

"Yes... I'm sure you did, Mrs. Thornton. You have that 
certain way with animals which too many people lack," 
Karen insinuated. "I can see by the way Satyr's rubbing 
against you. But then... he is such a loving darling, 
isn't he, Mrs. Thornton?"

"Y-Yes... yes, he is..."

The gloating Karen had walked away from the stammering 
heavyweight feeling like the proverbial cat which had 
just digested the canary... except that the fat bitch 
had been anything but a bird! And then, there were two 
more who excitedly dashed up to pet her lover and work 
at degrading his mistress with their accusing eyes. They 
too, had shied off open-mouthed, the flush in their 
warped faces more from shame then excitement at seeing 
her darling, once she had finished with them. Goddamn 
them... she'd fix them all!

 ***

Satyr felt a hurt within his big, muscular body. He had 
never been tied up before. A leash held in the hand of 
his loving mistress was one thing, but to be secured by 
a long length of rope tied to a tree was quite another! 
He couldn't ignore the feeling of sorrow which filled 
him, or that of sudden loneliness. Why had she done 
this? At first, he'd been allowed to wander as he felt 
the urge... had made many friends who fed him and took 
him inside to mate with them...

He walked around the yard, testing the strength of his 
new imprisonment. It was strong, too strong to break. He 
whimpered to himself, Why? Why? his keen intellect 
questioned. He loved her! This was a hateful thing she 
had done to him. He could no longer go to the field and 
run! She had taken his freedom away, that first wonder 
he had quickly learned to love so much! 

The rope pulled at the collar around his throat... 
pulled more angrily when he strained against it! He 
hated it! Wrath began to seethe inside him. With bowed 
head he walked in small circles. This couldn't go on! He 
despised it! To run and play and enjoy the trained 
things, that was what he loved! His Karen had done a 
terrible thing to him!

The powerful German shepherd's inner fury grew!


-= Chapter 5 =-

Earlier that morning, Don had called to let Barbara know 
his luncheon date with Steve Smith was still on and that 
he intended to pour it to their neighbor, along with the 
martinis, just the way they had rehashed it the night 
before. Not that the voluptuous, onyx-eyed brunette ever 
felt the need for an aphrodisiac, but the way Don had 
painted mental images of what it would be like for her 
with Steve had certainly reacted on her as one. 

God, she'd gone wild, and so had he, neither of them 
able to get enough. He'd tongued her raging pussy right 
there on the living room davenport for a good half-hour, 
until she'd lost track of her climaxes, before fucking 
her the first time on the floor. Then, it had been into 
the bedroom for another fierce bout with him taking her 
from behind, his big, long, thick cock pumping into her 
fire-filled vagina like a beautiful battering ram... and 
still neither of them had been ready to quit.

Barbara's yet roused brain sensually reflected the 
lustful scenes from their wild sex-party as she went 
about straightening up the house. Her dark-eyes glowed 
with the pornographic stimulant of her husband's lewdly 
phrased word-pictures of what she should look forward to 
and what she should plan to surprise the young Mr. Smith 
with...

"Now, if he's anything like me, baby, he loves to have 
his cock sucked," Don had goadingly suggested as they 
lay there naked and breathing heavy from the animal-
fashion fucking he'd just given her. His arm was around 
her, his strong hand fondling her full breast and 
worrying its tiny, hardened nipple, while she lovingly 
played with his still partially swollen, amazing big 
cock. "What do you think?"

"Don, I hope so, darling!" she honestly exclaimed. It 
was one of her favorite erotic acts. Nothing could turn 
her on like the hot, hardened feel of a thick, virile 
cock in her mouth. And invariably when it squirted its 
scalding-sweet jism down her throat she would cum like 
an earthquake by the mere squeezing of her full thighs 
together to massage her clitoris between the educated 
lips of her never unsensuous cunt. "Though I've yet to 
find a man who doesn't. And would that be some sort of 
hint you're passing on to me, Mr. Keller?"

He'd chuckled, giving her swollen breast an almost 
painful, loving squeeze, sending revived little chills 
of desire up her naked back. "Well now, seeing you put 
it that way... why don't you just demonstrate how you'll 
suck old Steve... I mean, kind of practice on me."

Again, she'd trembled with anticipating excitement, 
never hesitating as she leaned over him to trail her 
soft, moistened lips down across the taut muscles of his 
hairy stomach. Then, lifting her head, she'd said: "And 
you can imagine that I'm Karen sucking your big cock for 
you... but I want you to keep telling me what Steven and 
I will do! Go on, lover, please?" Her fingernails 
scratched lightly over his re-stiffened hardness which 
was still wet and shiny from their fucking. She crawled 
between his spread legs to hover on all fours with her 
face just above its towering length, knowing that he 
could feel her hot breath washing over it.

"Ah... he'll lick your hot cunt... bury his tongue right 
up that tight pussy hole... unh!" he had tried, choking 
out a grunt as hunched there, she began to stroke his 
thick rod of hardness first with one hand and then 
between both of them with a slow, pressuring motion. 
He'd groaned again, thrusting his lean loins upward as 
the warm wetness of her tongue-moistened lips closed 
over the throbbing, sensitive head of his now rock-
hardened penis.

"Mmmmmm," Barbara had hummed, both as a signal for him 
to continue telling her, and an added little thrill of 
vibration that she well knew set him right up. 
"Mmmmmmmmmm!"

"Oh fuck, ooohhh... he'll lick your little asshole and 
try to worm... ooohh worm his hot tongue into it!" he 
groaned once more, reaching down and tangling his 
fingers in her short hair to guide the rhythm of her now 
bobbing head. She knew he would be lifting his own from 
the pillow to watch her contorted face lustfully stuffed 
full. It made the sensation that much more exciting when 
he could see the thickness of his sinewy cock buried 
between her eagerly sucking lips, just as it always did 
for her when she watched his laving tongue working in 
the open wet crevice of her pink cunt.

And then, she no longer cared whether he went on with 
his lurid visions or not, her rapt attention centered on 
the pulsating hardness fucking into her mouth. 
Sometimes, she imagined it to be Steve's, but it wasn't 
necessary to increase the sensation building in her soft 
belly and feverish loins. She sucked up off of it then 
and began to play over the purple, spongy glans with her 
tongue, the tip boring teasingly into the wetness of its 
tiny slit the way all men liked. 

He tremored beneath her as once more she worked the 
heavy outer layer of skin up and down, finally drawing 
it all the way back to slide her warm lips down over the 
hardened fleshy rod, enclosing the swollen rubbery head 
in a hot, moist pressure. She tightened them elastically 
around its solid thickness and again began moving her 
head in the lewd motion that sucking a cock thrillingly 
demanded.

"Oh shit... suck it, honey!" Don gasped, as she cupped 
the flaccid flesh of his cum-bloating balls gently with 
one hand and stroked the base of his heavy-veined penis 
with thumb and forefinger of the other. At the same 
time, she twirled her saliva-coated tongue spiritedly 
around the smooth, fiery head with every upward suck, 
letting the tip flick incitingly across its tiny split. 
She felt his buttocks flex and imagined his head still 
raised to watch the lust-infusing sight her obscenely 
bobbing labors below made for him.

She sensed his throbbing reaction and began to suck his 
big cock harder, the tips of her teeth gently scraping 
the resisting hard flesh, leaving small white trails 
beneath the surface of the skin. In uncontrollable 
masochistic hunger, she began taking more and more of it 
into her mouth toward her throat, sliding her hands 
beneath his tensing buttocks to pull his loins up 
tighter toward her face. Furiously, she swirled her 
tongue around and around the swelling head of his huge 
cock, until she knew it was near the bursting point, 
almost all of its thick length plunging deep into her 
throat!

It was then that she had tightened her thighs together, 
Barbara heatedly remembered, massaging their soft 
fullness against one another rhythmically to squeeze her 
flushed cunt lips between, and in turn, the tiny bud of 
her quiveringly erect clitoris. Almost immediately, 
great swirls of heat began to pressure in her seething 
loins and belly. She felt her swollen breasts dancing 
and swaying delightfully to her slaving motions. 

Beneath her, the muscles of Don's lean belly tautened 
like steel bands as he arched his hips up off the bed to 
push even further into the hot cavern of her wetly 
sucking mouth and throat. He began to groan incessantly, 
the signal for her that he was only seconds away. She 
set herself, fervidly straining her thighs and cuntal 
muscles to join him in the ultimate moment of his 
climax, knowing that the first taste of his hot, sweet 
cum was all she needed to detonate the ecstasy!

Suddenly, he rasped: "Oh, sweet pussy! Fuck... fuck! 
Suck it cock-girl! Shove it down your throat! Here... 
it's cuuummmiinngggg!"

Now, Barbara shuddered with a chill of passion as she 
remembered the way his throbbing cock had shot its 
thick, boiling load of sperm into her sucking mouth, the 
very first nectarous taste bursting the bubble inside 
her Wildly, she'd sucked as he emptied his jism-filled 
balls, his hands tangled cruelly in her hair while she 
swallowed the white, hot gushes bloating her cheeks down 
into her raging belly!

Ooohh, what a night that had been, and as thrilling a 
lover as Steve Smith might turn out to be, the roused, 
raven-haired wife knew that he could never out-perform 
her lusty husband.

God, she'd worked herself right up into a sizzling tizzy 
just remembering and anticipating. This would never 
do... not even mid-day and a case of the hots. She 
laughed to herself... as if there was something new 
about that. All the same, she had no intentions of 
playing lewd little finger-games with her pussy today. 
Besides, sometimes the pleasures of hot-pants were more 
tauntingly exciting than the satisfying of them. No, 
she'd just slip into a bikini and go out beside the pool 
for some sun. In fact, she'd remove her halter out there 
and get a good dose... their backyard was that 
secluded...

 ***

It didn't make Karen feel any better to know that Satyr 
was unhappy with his new curtailing rope, and she could 
readily see he was by the way he was walking around in 
circles with flattened ears, presenting a picture so 
unlike him. She'd watched off and on from the kitchen 
window, especially when at one point he'd barked loudly, 
then began to howl. Though she could understand how he 
must feel after being able to run fancy free, there was 
nothing else to be done. The thought of him being used 
sexually by her lustful female neighbors had filled her 
with a jealous nausea. She could almost scratch their 
eyes out!

"Anyway, darling," she whispered softly to herself as 
she watched him uneasily stalk around the yard, "Karen's 
going to make you happy in a little while... right after 
lunch, I think. She'll bring you inside and you can go 
into the bedroom and bath with her... watch her undress, 
then bathe... like last night. Yes... it's going to be 
just like last night for us, lover!"

But there was no way that Satyr could know his new 
mistress' intentions, or that she'd been watching him 
and had now turned away from the window to prepare both 
of them some lunch. Instead, he knew only the hurting 
bitterness growing within his powerful body at his 
shocking imprisonment. No human had ever treated him 
this way before, and it was not only impossible for him 
to understand, but the more impossible because she, his 
golden-haired Karen, had done it!

Mild fury toward her rankled inside him, so much so that 
he ignored her and the plate of food she brought to set 
beside the tree for him. She came to where he had lain 
down and bent over him, petting his head.

"Come on, lover... aren't you hungry? Are you that put-
out with Karen?"

Her sounds were soft and warm as always, but they didn't 
satisfy him as they had in the past. The rope stood 
between them, and the young, possessive housewife in her 
unnatural love, felt his displeased indignation. It 
would take a little time, she reasoned as she gazed 
lovingly down at him. Soon, he'd be used to it, as he 
would've been by now had she done this in the beginning.

"I'm sorry, darling, but Karen had to tie you. She 
couldn't have you making love to every woman in the 
neighborhood! You're her... my lover, you handsome 
angel... and very shortly you're coming inside to prove 
it. Just a little while longer, after I finish some 
things I have to do. Then, darling, you and I are... 
well, we are!"

Satyr listened to the silky sounds he'd become attached 
to and which now confused him. Was she going to untie 
him, let him free again? He got to his feet and watched 
her, waiting, hoping... But she walked away toward the 
house, crooning something back at him, yet leaving him 
tied there even as he whimpered after her.

"You eat, darling, then Karen will bring you inside. 
Please eat now like a good baby..."

And then, she was gone again, with nothing left but the 
hateful rope between him and freedom! He turned on it 
with a vengeance, a deep growl angrily sounding in his 
throat, his powerful white teeth sinking into the woven 
strands of hemp to sever it bit by bit. Constantly, the 
brief while it took the infuriated animal to destroy his 
confining bond, throaty snarls poured from him... until 
at last it was done and with a single bounce he ran and 
leaped easily over the back gate to gallop along the 
alley.

Satyr chose a different direction for no particular 
reason, unmindful of the length of chewed rope which 
dangled from his collar and trailed along behind him. He 
followed the alley to the street, crossed it and entered 
into the mouth of a second. Free once more, the big 
German shepherd's wrath quickly left him and he trotted 
happily along with no particular destination in mind. It 
was the soft faint sound of music, beyond a wall that 
intrigued him and as effortlessly as he'd leaped over 
the gate of his own yard, he repeated the feat to 
investigate.

Satyr saw the dark-haired girl lying beside the water, 
close to the small radio, her nearly naked body showing 
whitely against the sun-colored towel stretched out 
beneath her. She lay on her belly, her cheek resting on 
a small pillow, her arms comfortable enfolded near her 
head. She was the girl who answered to the sound of 
Barbara, the big animal immediately recognized as he 
moved toward her. He whimpered and she raised her head.

"Well, I seem to have company," Barbara responded, 
looking and finally smiling at the handsome German 
shepherd. "And just how did you get in here, Satyr... if 
you didn't jump over the gate? I know it's locked 
because I just checked it..."

Again, Satyr whimpered, watching as she turned over to 
sit upright, her naked breasts, full and thrusting 
forward with their colorful crests pointing teasingly at 
him. She reached out, petting his head and continuing to 
smile.

The beautiful animal had found a soft place in Barbara's 
heart from the first day of his arrival, though she'd 
had little to do with him. It was the first time he'd 
wandered over to visit her, but she knew that Karen let 
him romp around the neighborhood, that, somewhat 
surprising her. There was always the chance that he 
might run off or be stolen, and after all, her blonde 
young neighbor was supposed to be looking after him for 
her aunt...

"Hello, what's this?" the onyx-eyed brunette questioned, 
noticing for the first time the length of rope dangling 
from his collar. "Hmmmm... looks as if someone did have 
you tied, darling, Karen, maybe ... or has someone else 
been trying to keep you for their own? Come closer and 
let Barbara untie it, then we'll go inside and call 
Karen..."

Satyr let her gently draw his head closer so that she 
could remove the terrible rope he had chewed... closer 
until the colorful hardened tips of her soft, white 
breasts were almost brushing against his nose, the sweet 
smelling essence of them filling his keen nostrils. 
Reflexively, he licked out with his smooth wet tongue!

The unexpected contact caused Barbara to jerk back with 
a start, her widening eyes bursting into a sparkle as 
she looked at him. "Why... why you old lecher! Just what 
made you do that?" she half-whispered as she stared 
wonderingly at his almost grinning, handsome animal-
face, the expression in his rounded, big brown eyes one 
which she was familiar with in the human male animal, 
but certainly never in a dog. They were twinkling... 
seductively twinkling! as if he were well aware of what 
he'd done and would like very much to do it again!

The temptation was too great for the voluptuous young 
neighbor woman to by-pass. She felt a tiny ripple of 
excitement in her belly as again she leaned forward to 
unknot the piece of rope, consciously thrusting her 
naked, full mounds slightly toward him. And again, he 
did it, his long length of hot, wet tongue grazing 
meaningfully over the sensitive, hardened nipple of her 
left breast! Nor did it stop after one or two laving 
swipes against the warm sensual flesh! 

Instead, Barbara gaped excitedly down to watch his long, 
thick tongue curl in a heated wetness over their smooth, 
fleshy resilience, moving from one to the other to 
affectionately lick their undersides as well as upward 
through the deep cleft between them! Again and again, 
her breathing beginning to hitch in her throat, Barbara 
watched the pink length of his long fluid tongue graze 
hotly over the erect, berry-like nipples of her nakedly 
swelling tits, the feverish sensations she had known 
earlier quickly rousing from their dormant state.

"Oooohhh, you loving devil you!" the ardently astonished 
brunette whispered in a tremulous, throaty voice. She 
had finally fumbled the length of rope from his collar, 
and suddenly she braced her hands behind her and leaned 
back in that half-erect position, the very nature of it 
thrusting her up-tilted, full breasts even more 
invitingly forward in their white nakedness. She held 
her breath and waited, the now simmering little 
sensations racing through her tingling belly causing the 
moisture seeping from her now warmly flushing pussy-lips 
to dampen the wispy bikini crotch band between her 
thighs!

For a moment, he seemed to hesitate, disappointing 
Barbara, but only for a moment... then, he whimpered and 
moved forward to wedge her long legs willingly apart 
with his own legs, dropping his head and once more his 
hot tongue darted out to provocatively wash over her 
exposed, rising and falling breasts!

Wild emotions began to fill the raven-haired girl as she 
stared into his deep-brown, dancing eyes raised upward 
to focus on her face while his long, fervent tongue 
continued to lovingly lick her naked tits! He knew 
exactly what he was doing... and what it was doing to 
her! She could see it... read it there in his devilishly 
gleaming eyes! My God, she was beginning to see the 
inside... but... but, a dog? Suddenly, his incessant, 
searing tongue began to work downward over the softly 
giving flesh of her belly, dipping into her navel and 
downward... until finally he was sniffing between her 
legs, as if he could smell the slowly awakening heat of 
her moistened pussy!

He whimpered while Barbara stared with incredulity, the 
lustful sensations his hotly probing nose was firing in 
her loins were nothing short of rank obscenity! And it 
was the latter as much as anything, the voluptuously 
sensual girl concluded, which could irresistibly drive 
her to submit to him! And then, a mind-shattering 
realization dawned!

Her next door neighbor, Karen Smith's, lover! No wonder 
she hadn't seen a man leave yesterday morning! There 
wasn't any man! "I-It was you, wasn't it, darling!" 
Barbara hissed at the whining animal still sniffing at 
her aroused bikini-concealed vaginal split. "Of course! 
You came out of that washroom first, then Karen with 
that silly bone, her face blushing like a little girl 
who'd just been caught fingering herself!" The excited 
young neighbor woman sat upright, taking Satyr's head 
between her hands to raise and stare into his eyes. 
"What was she letting you do to her in that room, you 
handsome lover? Lick her pussy, maybe? Was that it, 
baby... do you like to lick women's pussies? Well, 
Barbara just happens to have a real hot one that needs 
tonguing something fierce... and if that's your secret 
trick, you and I are going to get on famously!"

With that, the curvaceous brunette was on her feet, 
wanton sensations charging incitingly through her. "Come 
on, Satyr darling... let's go into the house and find 
out if Barbara's hit the nail on the head... or 
something!"

Satyr happily trotted along behind the beautiful young 
woman who had draped the towel around her shoulders, 
concealing her naked breasts, the piquant fragrance of 
her mating heat firing his trained instincts. He had not 
been in her house, nor ever smelled the rising aroma of 
female excitement from the hotly burning vaginal crevice 
between her legs before. It had been more potent than 
most, impulsively attracting him with its pleasureful 
promise, and he was eager to sample it again... but as 
always, he must wait until she bade him.

She led him into a room where there was the biggest bed 
he had ever seen. It was round with many pillows and she 
walked toward it. She turned then to look down at him, 
her dark eyes sparkly, a faint smile widening her 
pleasing face as she dropped the towel to expose her 
white, firmly rounded breasts once more.

"Now, we'll see what we shall see, darling!" she sounded 
softly. "Just what has young Mrs. Karen Smith been 
letting you do to her while her husband's at work, you 
handsome devil?"

Watching her, Satyr keenly detected the tiny shiver 
ripple upwards along her white flesh, causing the 
colorful pointed mounds of her breasts to quiver like 
soft jelly, then sway even more as she began to roll the 
thin bikini panties down over her smoothly rounded hips. 
He watched through unflinching eyes the darkened area of 
soft pubic curls and the puffy fleshed lips of her 
glistening little cunt mouth as it was revealed before 
him. She wiggled lightly and the thin, flimsy material 
slipped down her long, trim legs to the floor where she 
stepped out of it, then stood there with hands on hips, 
thighs pressed forward and slightly spread as she gazed 
excitedly down at him.

"What now, lamb?" Barbara throatily questioned, 
intensive charges of lurid sensuality hotly aglow inside 
her at the obscene act she lustfully hoped was going to 
take place. God, his animal-eyes, she felt certain, were 
reflecting as much anticipating desire as she knew hers 
must be! Was it possible? Once more, a series of 
feverish little chills swept over her as she stood there 
waiting... but he didn't move... merely stared hungrily 
at her, his beautiful ears standing erect, his tail 
slightly wagging! "Just how do we... we get this little 
party under way, precious... that is, if Barbara hasn't 
misjudged..."

Satyr's avid eyes never left her curved, white nakedness 
standing before him, his yearning growing rapidly, but 
his training holding him back. He had no way of knowing 
why they sometimes made him wait; his real mistress had 
never done that. And then, she was crawling onto the 
big, round bed to lie back, her eyes still fastened on 
him. Why didn't she call him?

It occurred to Barbara that maybe the beautiful big 
animal was more aggressive to the reclining position, 
associating the way she had lain beside the pool when 
he'd approached her. But still, he didn't move... simply 
stood there staring at her through feverish, seductive 
eyes that were driving her wild with anticipation! Damn!

"Well come on, damnit! Come up here you handsome brute 
and do whatever it is you do... if you do anything at 
all!" the naked, raven-haired young neighbor woman 
feverishly commanded, patting the huge bed with her 
small hand.

And he did, with the most graceful, effortless leap 
Barbara could imagine, the expression in his loving eyes 
and on his handsome animal-face almost passionately 
human as he moved up over her from the side, then leaned 
down to again graze his long, thick tongue over her 
desire-swollen breast with a hot licking wetness!

 ***

While finishing up the few minor household chores she'd 
set herself to complete, Karen intentionally allowed her 
mind to play a small, dreamy game of slowly building 
desire. She wanted to be as sensually excited as she had 
been last night, but without the benefit of liquor, and 
her fervid memories of the grand fucking her darling 
Satyr had given her was all she needed. She thought in 
lewd, four-letter terms, the lust-inciting words that 
Barbara could and did use so casually. Fuck and cunt and 
cock and jism constantly flashed in her mind as she 
mentally pictured the beautifully forbidden love-party 
they had shared. And it was going to be as heavenly when 
she brought him in very shortly, the moment she finished 
rinsing out the pairs of nylon panty-hose filling the 
sink.

Flashes of her husband, Steve's gentle face, interrupted 
her thoughts, but she wouldn't let him remain. What she 
and Satyr shared had nothing to do with her frustrating 
husband, nothing! She loved him and always would, but if 
he knew the truth he should be thankful that the 
magnificent German shepherd had come into her life! What 
might've happened with other strange men if he hadn't, 
Karen didn't want to even imagine!

Finished with her last personal task, the roused 
curvaceous housewife scooped up the sheer garments with 
intentions of hanging them on the umbrella clothes-lines 
in the backyard, at the same time freeing Satyr and 
bringing him back inside. She smiled to herself, 
stirring enchantment whirl-pooling at the base of her 
belly and downward into her tingling loins at the 
thoughts of what it was going to be like. God, could she 
ever thank Aunt Janie enough for bringing her such 
erotic thrills? And just how was she going to make her 
Aunt Janie know that she had to have him? Well, there 
was still time to work that out and she would, because 
she truly intended to keep him.

Karen stopped short outside the backdoor, her eyes 
widening, a strange sensation of astonished emptiness 
completely engulfing her! She scanned the yard in a 
glance, knowing that he was gone from the sickening 
sight of the rope's empty end lying unmoving on the 
lawn! She dropped the plastic pan of wash, and ran to 
pick up the rope's chewed end. Tears uncontrollably 
bubbled upward into her eyes, brimming there. For a 
moment, the shocked new wife couldn't think and then, 
she began to!

He had run away! She never should've tied him! He was at 
one of her neighbor bitches, fucking her like an animal! 
Or maybe, he'd gone to the field! Had someone stolen 
him? No... the rope was chewed... angrily chewed! 

Oh God, she'd made a terrible mistake in tying him up! 
But... but it wasn't going to do any good just standing 
there bawling! She had to do something... but what? Call 
the police? Stupid, without even canvassing the 
neighborhood first to see if she could find him! Yes! 
That's what was to do! Scour the whole neighborhood and 
if she found him with one of the bitches taking 
advantage of him, she'd call the police! She'd have her 
arrested! She would! She would!


-= Chapter 6 =-

Barbara Keller needed no priming to fan her voluptuous 
curves into a glowing furnace of lust. She realized this 
as she lay thrillingly naked beneath the wet, searing 
caresses of Satyr's loving tongue, once again hotly 
stroking the swollen mounds of her nipple-hardened 
breasts. She watched with fevered eyes his every 
incredible, passion-wetting lick, wildly beginning to 
wonder how this lewd sexual act had ever escaped her! 
God, and she'd thought there was nothing under the sun 
in the realm of sex that she'd left untried!

"Ooohhh, you precious doll!" the excited, sensually 
oriented wife mewled, gently stroking his big, fur-
covered head while he continued to graze his fiery, 
thick tongue damply over her exposed tits. And then, he 
was working downward once more as he had beside the 
pool, causing her breaths to shorten in nearly frantic 
anticipation. "Th-That's right, darling!" she gasped, 
luridly spreading her full thighs which were already 
beginning to quiver. "All the way down to Barbara's 
pussy! Get between my legs, Satyr lamb... yes... like 
that... like that!"

But with all of her past experiences, Barbara still had 
nothing to measure by, none that she could draw upon to 
know what would happen next! She knew only that she 
wanted to make it as enticingly magnetic as possible for 
him, and she raised her legs to obscenely draw her 
rounded thighs back until her knees were flattening out 
the yielding resilience of her swollen, full breasts, 
her knees almost touching her shoulders. Then, with head 
raised slightly from the pillow she stared down between 
them to breathlessly watch!

He whimpered and a potent, frenetic little sensation 
charged over her sensitized flesh as she watched him 
lower his head and begin to sniff once more at her 
pussy, except that this time it was nakedly exposed and 
waiting! She felt his cold wet nose like the brushing 
touch of an ice-cube against her flushed cunt-lips and 
taut thighs! Suddenly, she sensed it... the first 
contact there of his hotly branding tongue! 

Impulsively, she squirmed beneath its fluid hotness as 
it began to ardently lick up and down the smooth vale 
between the tensed, writhing mounds of her upraised 
buttocks! Her heart pounded, the fervid blood racing 
through her veins from his sizzling animal-tongue 
glazing the sensorial area surrounding her tiny, 
puckered little anal mouth, its worming tip burrowing 
with an uncanny knowledge into the tiny oval of its 
tightly clenched lips!

"Ooohhh... damn... you do know it all, don't you, baby?" 
Barbara gasped, her mind filled with delicious amazement 
at the obscene skill of his fiery tongue! "But Barbara 
doesn't believe you learned that all by yourself! You... 
you've had a very sexy teacher... oohhh!" Again, he was 
taunting her tiny puckered asshole, until finally she 
felt his tongue tip burning a wet path slowly upward 
toward the sensuously swollen lips of her smoldering 
cunt! 

A tremor of impassioned animalism brushed over the 
nerve-ends of her satiny flesh as he swept it wetly 
along the moistened pink crevice between her lewdly 
spread thighs and buttocks, then over the entire length 
of her hair-lined pussy! From the babyish mouth of her 
snugly clenched little asshole, it traced without 
relenting, to the pink, desire-fleshed edges of her 
excited cunt-lips, and at last to the tiny, erect bud of 
her clitoris!

"Unnhhhhh!" the voluptuously inflamed girl moaned, 
lifting her head higher to better see between her 
obscenely drawn-up legs and thighs the unbelievable 
tonguing the beautiful dog was giving her! Seething 
stabs of mounting lust saturated her naked body at the 
sight of his moistly melting tongue curling over her 
super-sensitive vaginal slit! Again and again he did it 
while she gaspingly watched his thick length of fluid 
flesh spreading deeply through the flowing wetness of 
yielding, pink cunt with all the knowledge of any human 
male she'd ever laid down and spread her legs for!

It didn't, didn't, didn't stop... and that was the 
absolute ecstasy of the entire sordid scene to Barbara! 
God, somewhere, sometime, she'd heard about dogs and 
women, but she'd never given it even a second thought! 
Then, suddenly her girl friend, Linda Farnum, and her 
big Boxer, Fonda, momentarily penetrated the lurid haze 
rapidly lifting her up and away. Was this why Linda kept 
the huge animal? 

But Fonda was a female? Sooo? Linda loved to eat pussy, 
too, didn't she... and little Barbara could understand 
that all right, after getting fucked by Linda's husband, 
Frank, disappointedly a few times... But, ooohhh... 
couldn't concentrate on it now... not with the way Satyr 
was splaying the glistening, pink flesh of her flame-
filled pussy with his hotly lathing tongue, finally 
pausing, as she watched, to curl it with a loving thrust 
far up into her excitedly wet vaginal passage!

"Ooohhh, sweet lover! You've got the most educated 
tongue in the world, darling!" the raven-haired, luridly 
positioned young woman exclaimed in her lust-mounting 
nakedness. She knew... could see her sensuous curves 
spasming beneath his unbelievable cunt-licking and 
suddenly wished she could have her husband, Don's... no, 
her next door neighbor, Steve Smith's cock fucking into 
her mouth while this beautiful dog was licking her cunt! 
Damn, she'd suck him like he never dreamed... suck him 
until he squirted his hot, creamy jism down her throat, 
just the feel of it making her cum and cum as it pumped 
into her mouth!

"Oh, damn, damn! No wonder Karen takes you into the 
bathroom with her, baby! Aggghhh... yesss... lick it for 
Barbara, darling! Like that... like that... way up 
inside! Tongue-fuck it good!" she salaciously goaded, 
lifting her intensively simmering loins and quaking ass-
cheeks higher to the wild, wet swirling of his loving 
animal-mouth. "Ooohhhh... further, darling, further! 
Shove your tongue up Barbara's cunt as far as you can!"

Uncontrollably, she reached down between her wide-spread 
thighs, grasping his furry head to pull his long nose 
tighter into her wetly palpitating cuntal channel! His 
firebrand tongue shot up into the seething curl-fringed 
little hole like a white-hot cauterizing whip, his own 
animal whines matching hers as he hungrily lashed and 
tongue-fucked the blood tingling inner-flesh with a 
skill and intensity no man had ever shown her!

"Aaaggghhhh... you're driving me wild, you sweet, hot 
cunt lover!" Barbara hissed, head still raised and eyes 
licentiously gaping. The lustfully forbidden sight was 
all but bending her mind to a point beyond reason! 
Oohhhh, if only she had Steve Smith's cock fucking 
wildly into her mouth at the same time to complete the 
wild orgy!

Satyr felt his loins and flanks ruttishly throbbing from 
the scented, liquid heat flowing from her openly 
pulsating young pussy lips. He sensed a stronger fire 
burning inside her than any he had ever known, even his 
mistress, Karen, and its intensity made the blood pulse 
furiously through his powerful body. The affection he 
generally felt for human females was not the same with 
her. The soft whiteness of her smooth flesh and the 
heated fumes of sexual excitement she generated from the 
warm, hair-lined crevice up between her wide held legs 
made him feel a fierceness which urgently excited him.

Instinctively, he sensed the lack of tenderness in the 
warm, soft portions of her nakedly curved body, unlike 
those of his temporary mistress, Karen. But that didn't 
displease him. There was something of his own kind in 
her which was taking its place. The hot, pink flesh 
between her legs in its flowing wetness was 
communicating through his tongue a wild stimulation 
which delighted him in his angry escape from Karen's 
hateful rope. He felt as if he were being bad, and the 
knowledge of that made him know a stronger ferocity, the 
axis of which was centered in his demanding loins!

Barbara had enchanted fallen into a rhythmic tempo of 
sensual gasps beneath the huge animal's fabulous tongue 
hotly licking and fucking snake-like up inside her 
inflamed, susceptive cunt walls. She rolled her head 
from side to side to the cadence, still holding his 
huge, furry head by the ears between her lewdly upraised 
thighs. 

Her brain had become a mirror for both her husband, 
Don's and Steve Smith's lustfully hardened cocks, each 
fucking in turn into her hungrily sucking mouth while 
Satyr lapped the maddening fire from her sweltering 
loins and belly. She lifted her head once more to 
watch... and it was then that she caught sight of it!

Barbara's sparkling, desirous eyes widened at the 
glistening spectacle of the German shepherd's thick, 
scarlet cock emerging from its long, hair-covered 
sheath... wet and hard, the tapered end slipping and 
dancing as it continued to slither hotly out of its 
fleshy concealment! God! She leaned to one side, gaping 
at it! Oh... was it possible he would dog-fuck her with 
it! 

A licentious impulse of unbridled animalism raged 
through her naked, lust-charged body, an obscenely mind-
bending urge which fascinated the voluptuous housewife 
in its forbidden lewdness alone! His cock was 
beautiful... huge and beautiful! Never had Don's looked 
anymore tempting to her, and she doubted if her 
neighbor, Steve Smith's, could either! It... it seemed 
longer and thicker than her husband's, if that were 
possible... different in contour with its beveled tip, 
but its very thickening coned shape adding to her wildly 
building passion!

For a long sensation-sparked moment, Barbara stared at 
the big dog's wetly gleaming rod of raw masculine 
hardness dangling beneath his powerful animal-loins, 
sensing her mouth and throat at first going dry, then 
salivating at the erotically infusing sight of it! The 
depravity of her intentions never concerned her, only 
how she was going to accomplish it! In fact, it was the 
very sordidness of the act that was spurring her 
wantonly on! But how? How?

Relentlessly, the ardorous German shepherd licked at her 
cunt, his scorching, wet tongue like a gentle abrasive 
as it slithered over the tiny erect bud of her quivering 
clitoris! Maddening thrills of unnatural desire burned 
in her obscenely set mind, adding to those his singeing 
tongue was stoking in her lewdly offered loins. How... 
how... how?

"S-Satyr baby... ooohhh, you loveable lamb?" Barbara 
hissed, trying to raise higher and stroke his huge head 
nuzzled between her widespread thighs and ass-cheeks. 
God! She could see his lapping tongue splaying through 
the wetly saturated crevice of her cunt's pinkly splayed 
flesh! He'd spread her flushed pussy-lips open until 
they appeared to almost be pleading in their desire-
swollen ravishment. 

Her sensitive, inner cuntal flesh sparkled up at her, 
its surrounding black curls damply matted, the entire 
lurid scene further bellowing the flames raging inside 
her! Her nakedly thrusting breasts seemed electrified in 
her giddy excitement as she continued to caress his 
furry head! "Satyr baby, lie down! Lie down, darling! 
Barbara wants to love you too! Please lie down and roll 
over!" she whispered, her throat raspy with tension. "Do 
it, Satyr! Lie down so Barbara can make you happy! I-
I'll even put my pussy upside down where you can lick it 
all you want, baby! Come... do it... lie down, Satyr!"

Barbara's brain raced in a form of reckless delirium as 
she slowly eased herself forward, not wanting to upset 
or destroy what she already had, but only to add to it! 
She raised to her knees as Satyr, confused, backed away 
from her seething, wet loins. He looked displeased, but 
Barbara didn't hesitate. If she were to have what she 
wanted, there was no stopping now! She whispered in 
gentle tones, at the same time, brushing her soft hand 
lovingly over him, her eyes locked on the solid length 
of his long, thick scarlet cock hanging below his belly!

Satyr watched the beautiful naked young woman raise up 
and move toward him, surprised when she didn't turn 
around on hands and knees so he could mount her. He had 
decided that was her intentions, the way all of them, 
except Karen, had done. But she did not, though she 
cooed in soft sounds at him. Perplexed, he whimpered, 
sensing his mating hunger leaving him in his confusion. 
Again, she gave the command he recognized and he 
dutifully obeyed, laying down...

His unhappy whimper vibrated through Barbara as she saw 
his huge cock withdraw into its hiding sheath. He 
dropped down onto the bed, stretching out and finally 
responding when she continued to whisper: "Roll over on 
your back, lamb... you won't be disappointed for long! 
That's it, lover... ooohhh, that's just fine!" With 
blinding excitement, she crawled and positioned herself 
so that her cunt was inches from his face, and less when 
she drew her naked thighs back! She eased forward, 
placing herself so that her face was directly above the 
sensuously peeking opening of his cock-sleeve where the 
big, scarlet hardness had vanished back inside.

Frenzied emotions swept through the animalishly keyed-up 
wife! The thought alone of what she was about to do was 
driving her mad with salacious desire! Gently, she moved 
her arched hips toward his handsome animal-face, 
spreading her thighs and lovingly taking his head... 

She lay on her side with one leg lifted to draw his nose 
meaningfully in toward the wetly pulsating heat of her 
tremoring cunt. Immediately, she felt his lengthy, thick 
tongue lash out at the palpitating crevice between her 
legs, again lapping through its sensually aroused 
pinkness like a fluid flame, and if she'd ever known 
obscene, bestial lust it was at that very moment! She 
lowered her cheek to rest against his warm, hard animal-
belly, her one hand quickly moving toward his hidden 
cock!

This was new to Satyr, but it hardly nettled him. As 
Karen's way had been different, so was the pretty 
Barbara showing him hers. Once again, he sensed the 
throbbing blood beginning to pound at the heated aroma 
and taste of her wide split pussy mouth. He felt her 
delicate fingers moving over his loins, their gentle 
touch causing him to pleasurably tremble. The urge to 
close his eyes and lay there devotedly licking the warm, 
wet sweetness of her up between her thighs almost 
carried him away!

Barbara had never reached such erotically fired 
heights... or was it depths? God, she hardly gave a 
damn, she thought, clasping hold of his sheltered dog-
cock and beginning with her fingertips to manipulate the 
outer flesh back and forth, feeling its lust-hardened 
thickness within! It had to come back out to her... had 
to! She must know it now... the taste of his long, thick 
animal-cock slithering wetly around in her warmly 
sucking mouth!

His tongue laving the frantically jerking bud of her 
tiny clitoris... God, ordinarily she would have cum a 
dozen times! But it'd been the unreal wildness of it all 
distracting and amazing her, which had re-routed her 
concentration, holding her climax off and pleasing her 
in its choked-back, insanely building intensity! 

Oh, the beautiful darling, she thought, clinging to his 
cock and avidly beginning to stroke it. With feeling, 
yet gentleness, Barbara worked the heavy protective skin 
back and forth, his warm head nestled between her opened 
white thighs, his hotly searing tongue licking 
unrelentingly up into the wet, yielding crevice of her 
steaming cunt. And then, it suddenly reappeared, the red 
glistening tip of long, thick hardness, slipping slowly 
forward toward her breathless, tongue-moistened lips... 
until at last, it touched them!

With a low, lust-inspired moan, the obsessed Barbara 
parted her lush, warm lips to let the slenderly tapered 
forepart of Satyr's wet hardness slide between them, 
easing further and further into the torrid moistness of 
her eagerly absorbing mouth, until it brushed all the 
way back to the depths of her throat! She brought her 
tongue into play in an irresistible fervency, greeting 
and welcoming the unnatural presence with omnivorous, 
though still hesitant, eagerness. 

Her brain swam with the spinning intoxication of the 
lewd, unspeakable act she was performing with her 
neighbor's dog... and then she tasted the thick, 
pulsating cock, a sensation of wanton relish racing 
through her at its warm, virile maleness! Ooohhhh, it 
was no less delicious than any man's she'd ever 
sucked... and it was so hot and hard, swelling up into 
greater hardness in her mouth with every passing second!

She heard his high-pitched animal-whimper as he 
continued to lovingly lick her hotly inflamed pussy, and 
she began to suck and twirl her caressing little tongue 
around his long, thick cock to repay him for the 
unbelievable pleasure he fantastically had and was 
bringing her. She felt his powerful body responding to 
her lewd sucking, his canine loins jerking and pressing 
forward. She brushed one exploring hand along his hairy 
belly to his huge, sperm-filled balls, cupping them 
warmly first, then lightly teasing them with her finger 
tips. Again he whimpered, the titillation making him 
begin a pumping cock-rhythm between the clasped oval of 
her moistly sucking lips.

God, the exotic taste of it was the maddening delight, 
Barbara sensuously reveled, beginning to mouthingly 
nurse and tongue the ever-thickening spear of burning, 
hard flesh with obscene up and down head movements. 
Delicately gamey, her brain wildly tagged, yet spiced 
with the sweet raciness of nature's semen! Ooohhhh... 
damn!

The smooth, coned length of his growing cock fucked up 
into her roundly ovaled mouth in perfect cadence, while 
his own tongue down between her open thighs laved the 
hot, liquid flesh of her wide splayed cunt and 
smoldering vaginal channel with swirling, ever-
increasing enthusiasm! She nipped and gently scraped 
with her teeth, at the same time swirling her own tongue 
in tiny provoking little flicks over his excitedly 
pulsating hardness, her mind totally lost in the 
licentious thrill of her bizarre action. 

God, it was like honey in her mouth, taperedly plunging 
in a wet heat all the way into the back of throat! What 
would his animal-cum taste like... mannish... warm and 
thick, squirting from the tip of his beautiful cock in 
spewing jets... or were animals different?

Satyr had never known anything to equal this! What the 
beautiful young neighbor woman was doing had never been 
a part of his training. She was taking his thickly 
hardened love-shaft hungrily up inside her warm, wet 
mouth; still it felt as if it were thrusting into a 
hotly clenching vaginal wall. There was a difference 
though, a pleasing difference in the feel of her little 
tongue and teeth nipping and swirling greedily around 
it. He whined to those sensations which were causing 
waves of wildly pressuring fire deep down in the depths 
of his loins, knowing that very soon he would feel an 
all powerful, heavily spurting release!

 ***

Karen stormed through the neighborhood, uncertain of 
which emotion was prompting her most, love, anger, or 
anxiety. But at each house, she somehow managed to hide 
them all with a forced air of casual concern, merely 
asking the frau in charge if she'd by chance seen Satyr 
pass that way, ignoring the blushes her question 
inevitably produced. A few wanted to chat, but the 
curvy, anxious young housewife never lingered; her 
nearly frantic brain was too concerned with the 
whereabouts of her runaway lover.

As the possibilities of finding him began to frightenly 
decrease, Karen sensed the first strong twinges of real 
panic eating at her. God, what a fool she'd been to tie 
him up in the back yard. If anything ever happened to 
him how could she live with herself? The tears puddling 
her eyes were almost blinding, causing her to stagger 
unsteadily as she stumbled on.

Oh darling, where are you? Karen's sorry... terribly, 
terribly, sorry! Just come back is all... and I promise 
never to do anything like that again! I-If I have to 
share you, then I will, precious... I will! Y-Yes... 
Karen will even settle for a portion of you... only 
please come back!

In her mental anguish, the blonde, young Mrs. Smith, was 
hardly aware that she'd come to Barbara Keller's back 
gate and was subconsciously reaching over to unlatch it. 
Not until she was inside the yard did it dawn where she 
was, and that music was coming from somewhere near the 
pool. She moved toward the sound, hopeful of seeing her 
new friend there and perhaps, yes... even confiding in 
her... at least to some extent! God, she had to talk to 
someone! But there was no one around, only the radio 
beside the pool, a small pillow and!

Karen's eyes widened when she saw it, an indefinable 
shock jarring her. Quickly, she bounced forward and 
scooped up the length of Satyr's rope, examining its 
frayed end!

 ***

Barbara Keller had never sucked a human male more 
vigorously or with such wild, forbidden lust drenching 
her voluptuously laboring nakedness! With a voracious 
animalism, the sensually steeped young wife mouthed and 
pulled at Satyr's huge hardened animal cock, her 
shameless mind a boiling pit of lust. Oh God, she was so 
hot she could die! She actually wanted his dog-cum 
shooting into her mouth... dribbling down her throat... 
flooding her belly! Raging tongues of flame blazed 
between her legs! 

Her belly seethed, and her loins... her fire-filled 
cunt, glowed with the searing passion scalding it! She 
clutched at the loving German shepherd's hugely swollen 
balls, beginning to milk and caress them as she sucked 
ever more greedily at his heavily thickened cock. Oh 
damn... she was going to cum like an atomic explosion 
beneath his beautiful tonguing of her saliva slickened 
cunt walls! She heard him whine then yip in his own 
bestial ecstasy... and so did Karen Smith outside!

It was that frenetic little sound from him that led the 
solicitous blonde girl uneasily through the house to the 
open bedroom door. There, she froze, her disbelieving 
eyes expanding in shocking jealousy at the incredulously 
obscene spectacle taking place on the huge bed before 
her! 

Even as joy filled her at the sight of his lustfully 
driving hardness, Karen was staggered by the jolting 
wave of bitter possessiveness which jelled her knees and 
made her cling tightly to the door frame! Barbara 
Keller... the bitch... she was actually sucking him with 
her widely ovaled lips... and he was licking her back 
with a wild, uninhibited frenzy between her lewdly 
spread thighs!

She was! Barbara... her friend... she was sucking her 
own darling Satyr's desire-hardened cock... taking 
almost all of its beautifully thick hugeness into her 
tightly locked mouth... until... until it had to be 
reaching all the way back to her tonsils! 

Karen stood spellbound, not even her jealousy was strong 
enough to put down the lewdly fascinating surge of 
envious lust their bestial love-making immediately fired 
through her. In those few paralyzing seconds while she 
stood there, the confused blonde housewife weathered a 
series of transforming emotions, which only the visual 
spectacle of the luridly sexual performance unfolding 
before her could have ever accomplished!

That only minutes before she had mentally pleaded for 
him to come back, that she would willingly share him 
with another woman if he would, was true! That she was 
first a wife to a loveable handsome man and, inhumanly 
infatuated with a magnificently adorable animal, ran a 
close second! But more profound than either, was the 
stimulating sensuality the captivating sight of the huge 
dog and her own girlfriend's forbidden lovemaking was 
involuntarily stroking in her sensually roused loins and 
belly! 

Barbara was stunningly beautiful in her white 
nakedness... and her unhidden passion as effective as 
her frank use of four-letter words! She was no 
camouflaging fraud... she was beautifully for real, 
Karen knew, because her dark, onyx-eyes had found her 
and momentarily settled upon her there in the doorway... 
but she'd never stopped! Love and sex were obviously 
thicker than pretension to Barbara, and at that moment, 
Karen understood her new girlfriend's feelings!

Maybe she was losing her mind, but at such a time what 
did a girl do? Barbara salaciously thought this as she 
tongued and licked Satyr's throbbing cock in her mouth, 
not even the sight of her next door neighbor standing 
open eyed in the doorway preventing her race toward her 
wild climatic fulfillment. She could hardly concentrate 
in her insane drive, but she did see her young, blonde 
neighbor moving toward her, an open-mouthed expression 
of sensual excitement causing her beautiful face to 
slacken! 

And... and then, Karen was undressing... stripping her 
clothes away with utter abandon until she was gorgeously 
naked and crawling onto the bed behind Satyr! Barbara 
watched her snuggle up tightly against her lover's furry 
back and put her arm possessively around him! It was 
almost as if the dog knew who it was without looking, 
for he never stopped his delectable licking of her hotly 
sizzling cunt!

And then, Barbara heard the loving brute's guttural 
snarl, at the same moment as his flanks began to 
furiously hump to drive his cock down her throat! But 
there was more... her girlfriend Karen's finger which 
she passionately discerned probing at the tiny, tightly 
puckered mouth of her upraised rectum! 

It gently, knowingly wiggled and wormed, until like a 
slender cock, it was sliding eagerly up into her nakedly 
exposed nether channel, moving around in the delicate 
swirling little motions a woman loves, and triggering 
fantastic sensations inside her! She moaned out around 
Satyr's throat-plunging cock, sucking until it began to 
spasm and jerk crazily up inside her mouth... then... 
then, it spewed out its scalding liquid cum from deep 
down in the well of his sperm-inflated balls!

At that moment, Barbara was enlightened! The stream of 
viscidly burning sperm was like an unceasing hose, 
filling her sucking, desperately working mouth before 
she could swallow it away! Time and again, as if his 
bladder had opened and he were pissing down her throat, 
the climaxing German shepherd continued to cum, the 
lust-charging realization firing her own wildly bursting 
orgasm like some never before reached cataclysm of pure 
sensual bliss!

And finally, his sperm-drained cock was slipping wetly 
out of her cum-flooded mouth and he was moving up and 
away, with only her girl friend Karen's finger still 
thrust deeply up inside her tightly clinging rectal 
walls... and at last, with a slow, moistly sucking 
withdrawal from between her widespread buttock cheeks, 
not even that remained up inside her!


-= Chapter 7 =-

Satyr had not been pleased to see his mistress, Karen. 
She had come to take him back to the rope, he felt 
certain, punish him for running away, and he did not 
intend for that to happen. He had leaped down from the 
huge bed and chosen a corner of the room from where he 
could watch her as well as the pretty Barbara who had 
just brought him a new form of pleasure. 

His throbbing loins and flanks still quivered from the 
wild force of his animal ejaculation up into her warm, 
wet mouth which had pulled and drew at his maleness like 
a warm, hairless vagina itself. He would have done it 
again had his mistress not come to take him away... but 
she had and that angrily irritated him.

The big German shepherd keenly surveyed them laying on 
the bed in their white nakedness just as he had left 
them, unmoving and soundless except for the pretty 
Barbara's heavy breathing. Then, he thought he detected 
a little sob come from his golden haired mistress, and 
as he watched he saw her lovely curved body shudder!

Barbara, too, heard it and raised to her elbow, looking 
down toward the other's partially hand-hidden face which 
was still directly opposite her own thighs and loins. A 
tremor of unburned sensuality rippled through her belly 
at the lewd proximity of their faces to each other's 
still nakedly trembling pussies. 

She gaped at her stunningly beautiful young neighbor's 
whitely flared hips, her rounded, thrusting breasts with 
their tiny, hardened pink nipples, the slenderness of 
her dipping waist, but mostly the nearly concealed 
pouting lips of her pink slitted cunt in its enwreathing 
triangle of blondish, silken-like curls! God, and those 
flawless legs... those breathtaking thighs! And she'd 
shoved her eager finger right up Barbara's asshole when 
she'd cum! Something bordering on frustration was 
tormenting her gorgeous young neighbor for she was 
sniveling all right, and maybe that wasn't so bad 
either... if Barbara played her cards with skill!

"Wh-What do you want me to say, Honey?" the still 
trembling brunette spoke softly, raising herself more to 
reach down and run her hand caressingly through the 
other's blonde tresses. "That I'm sorry? Because, I'm 
not, Darling... and that would make me a bald-faced 
liar."

"Oh... oh, Barb..." was all that Karen could manage at 
the moment, the mixture of sensations racing through her 
very much aroused belly and loins completely befuddling 
her. She realized that the ravishing, dark eyed girl who 
lay in enticing nakedness on the huge bed with her could 
never understand, for not even she, herself, could 
untangle the maze of emotions confounding her. 

The sight of them... Barbara sucking her Satyr's 
hardened, big cock, swallowing his hotly gushing sperm 
right down into her belly, while he lovingly laid there 
licking her pussy, had triggered something next to 
frantic lust inside her passionately aroused mind!

She had blindly thrown herself into their love making, 
jealously wanting to be part of it, the sudden urge to 
make both of them happy uncontrollable as she'd hugged 
the handsome animal tightly against her and obscenely 
thrust her finger up into the smooth soft depths of her 
girl friend, Barbara's hotly spasming little anal hole! 
God, she'd never done anything like that before in her 
life! But now, it was plain to see that Satyr wanted 
nothing more to do with her... the way he'd squirmed out 
of her embrace and ran from her!

"I-I think it's fair to say that at first, Satyr seduced 
me, Baby," Barbara's throaty voice went on, her soft 
hand still gently stroking Karen's head. "But I'll have 
to admit that I soon took the initiative. I couldn't 
resist, Karen... can you understand that?"

God yes! She could well understand it, Karen reasoned, 
lowering her hands from her face to look up into her 
friend's sparkling eyes in an attempt to convey her 
feelings. She swallowed tightly and nodded. "I-I know, 
Barbara... believe me, I do!"

"It's happened to you, hasn't it, Love?" Barbara 
whisperingly probed, her brain beginning to race with 
excitement. "Yesterday... in the bathroom?"

Again, Karen swallowed, feeling the blood flowing hotly 
into her cheeks. Denial hung on the tip of her tongue, 
but instead, she said: "Yes... what he was doing to you, 
but..."

"You mean, licking my pussy?" Barbara interrupted, 
lewdly interjecting the graphic description with purpose 
and watching the younger, naked girl shyly admit to it 
in a second nod of her lovely head. The raven-haired 
wife glanced over at the watching, sprawled animal and 
smiled. "He's a real seductive lover all right..." then, 
flashing her eyes back to Karen, she added: "Have you 
sucked him yet?"

The obscene meaning and sound of the question was enough 
alone to erotically shock Karen's sensitized nakedness, 
without the added caress of her stunning new friend's 
soft hand suddenly stroking over her sensuous breast! 
For a long moment, the fever-filled younger wife had no 
voice, resorting once more to head gestures, Barbara's 
stroking hand brushing over the hardened, tingling 
nipple of her breast maddeningly exciting her.

"Damn, Honey, he's delectable!" Barbara exclaimed with a 
little shiver. "As good and better than most men, I've 
had... But maybe... tell me, Baby... have you ever 
sucked a man's penis... your husband, Steve's perhaps?"

"N-No... never!" Karen hissed, but God knows she'd 
thought about it enough, the idea never failing to 
excite her desirous mind! Oh... why was it their love 
making had never reached that beautiful, heated 
intensity?

"Well, you've just about missed the boat entirely, 
haven't you, Hon?" Barbara sympathetically intoned in 
her soft, throaty voice. "In that case, I can pretty 
well imagine the rest," she went on, caressing the 
luscious warmth the resilient mound of Karen's full 
breast sent tingling through her cupping hand to her 
never impassionate brain. "Too often, a good fucking for 
him but ending in no cum for Karen... and probably never 
getting your pussy kissed or tongued... right? Am I 
unveiling the awful truth, Karen baby? Am I?"

"Oh damn... yes, yes you are! The awful truth of... of a 
marriage that was terribly close to floundering, I 
think... if it hadn't been for Satyr!" Karen breathily 
revealed, the sensations racing through her exposed 
curved body from Barbara's lovingly stroking hand 
rapidly strengthening the warm confidence she'd had in 
her new friend from the first. She was such a beautiful 
girl, and she understood... everything!

"Would you believe that Don and I went through the very 
same, identical chaos, Doll?" Barbara lied with 
divulging whispers, satisfied that the end justified the 
means. Gently, with plucking thumb and forefinger, she 
nipped, rolled, and grazed the erogenous, tiny hardened 
nipple of her breathtaking neighbor's rising and falling 
breast as she went on. "But we found the answer before 
the shoals grew so dangerous that they were bound to 
wreck the ship... and both you and Steve can too, 
Darling... You see this big round bed we're on? Well, I 
designed it... and believe it or not, as many as eight 
couples can romp comfortably on it at one time!"

Karen felt her brow wrinkling with the obscure meaning 
in the onyx-eyed girl's statement. Eight couples? Romp 
comfortably? Wh-What was she getting at, anyway? "I-I 
don't understand, Barbara?"

Enough for the first dose, the voluptuous brunette 
cautiously decided as she tenderly stroked and kneaded 
the enticing mound of naked white flesh. But her now 
inquisitive blonde neighbor with the enchanting 
curvaceous body wanted more for an answer, her sky blue 
eyes eagerly searching Barbara's.

"What do you mean... eight couples... romp comfortably?" 
Karen pressed, the other's words somehow adding to the 
sensual emotions razing her.

"Well, there's a group of us," Barbara slowly replied, 
watching Karen's face carefully as she again gentled the 
truth, "and when things get too dull in bed at home 
alone, we get together for a private party. No 
exaggeration, Baby, it does tremendous things for your 
love life..."

"You mean, all of the couples do it... make love in 
front of each other?" Karen gasped in roused disbelief.

"Why not, Love? We're all married and it's legitimate!" 
Barbara exclaimed with a smile, very willing to let it 
rest there at this point. The lovely young doll wasn't 
quite ready to hear the word 'swap' yet! But there was 
no denying the added stimulation she was enjoying at the 
idea, either! "Can't you imagine what it might do for 
your Steve, or you, to lie there and watch another young 
married couple fuck and suck, or whatever they like to 
do to make one another happy? Can't you, Angel?"

"God!" Karen choked, because she could imagine it, and 
her mental pictures were intensively firing her belly 
and loins! She had only to remember the sight of Barbara 
and Satyr when she'd entered the room to realize the 
erotic delights such a sensuously stimulating circus 
could be! But Steve, he'd swear she was depraved if she 
ever suggested such a thing!

"And don't worry what Steve's reactions would be to such 
a party, Love." Barbara said, as if she were reading her 
mind. "Husbands might put on a big front in the 
beginning, but they're notorious for liking to see their 
wives get fucked by other guys. Remember your ancient 
history... Greece, Rome? It's simply that they have to 
acclimate to the idea of their own wives being the women 
in the orgy instead of a flock of whores. Believe me, 
Karen, I know," the raven haired girl assured while her 
hand lovingly massaged the other's swollen full breast 
with intoxicating caresses. "Anyway, if you think you'd 
like to try a session, Don will talk to Steve, and your 
loving husband will never know we've discussed it... or 
planned it."

"Oh, Barb... I don't know... I-I'm so damned keyed up 
right now, I might say anything!" Karen truthfully 
exclaimed.

"You're hot, sexy, your pussy needs loving... that's 
your immediate problem, girl," Barbara whispered, wildly 
excited with the way it was all shaping up. "And there's 
many kinds of love they're intoxicatingly satisfying," 
she added, brushing her hand down over Karen's softly 
quivering belly toward the delight of her pink, golden 
fringed little cunt mouth. She wasn't surprised when the 
younger girl moaned softly and voluntarily opened her 
legs to her, nor when Barbara lowered her head back down 
to see and feel the hot wetness which had seeped from 
between the tremoring Karen's pussy lips to saturate her 
soft, slightly spread inner thighs.

"I-I know!" Karen breathlessly gasped at the delicious 
feel of Barbara's fingers suddenly contacting, then 
playing in the intimate, fluid flesh of her hungrily 
simmering cunt! God, she was... actually stroking and 
finger fucking her! Oooohhhhh... it felt heavenly, so 
certain and knowing as a finger tip shadowingly brushed 
over the tip of her tiny, excitedly pulsating clitoris!

"How do you know, Baby?" the naked, voluptuous Barbara 
immediately prodded, wanting to drain every innermost 
secret from her goddess bodied friend while she had her 
in this state of mind. Her avid eyes feasted on the 
lust-provoked spectacle between the blonde young 
housewife's eagerly spread thighs as she waited for the 
answer, and when it came it was as potent as summer 
lightening charging her own insatiable loins!

"Because... because Satyr... the darling f-fucked me 
last night!" she hesitantly admitted.

Barbara sat upright, her dark eyes widening in 
uncontrollable fascination. "He... he fucked you?"

"Yes... yes, oh yes! He fucked me like I've never been 
fucked before, even by my own husband, Barbara! Like 
I've never ever been fucked before!"

"Dammmmnnnn!" the raven haired girl gasped, flashing her 
fire-filled eyes onto the big German shepherd who still 
lay watching from his chosen corner. She hadn't 
visualized the possibilities of that! The tongue, yes, 
but that massive cock sliding up into her pussy with all 
its hungry animal swirling had never dawned on her! 
"That... That Aunt Janie of yours... she must really 
know what it's all about, Baby!"

"I-I think she probably does!"

"She must have taught him!"

"Or bought him this way!"

"Damn, if you can buy them, I want one!" Barbara 
exclaimed.

"I want him... Satyr, my sweet and handsome lover!" 
Karen heard her own admittance. "B-but... he doesn't 
want me. He's angry because I tied him up... because I 
wanted to keep him for myself, away from the rest of 
these lecherous neighborhood bitches!"

"Dogs?" Barbara queried in surprise.

"Wives! Wives, Barbara! He's been screwing them all!" 
Karen whimperingly answered. "And now, he's angry at 
me!"

Wildly, Barbara ate the huge animal up with her 
rapacious eyes, searing sensations of new lust charging 
pelf melt through her! To have that huge animal cock 
fucking into her, from behind, yes, from behind like 
she, too, was just another kneeling animal! She looked 
down at the erotically incited girl laying in her naked, 
opposite position before her, and said: "We're going to 
lure him back, Baby! Step by step... and the first step 
is to let him fuck me like he did you, while I lick your 
pussy until you flip! Does that sound like something... 
or would you rather take your dog and go home?"

"Oh, oohhhh, Barb, do it... do it for meeee, PLEEEZE?"

 ***

Don tipped the hostess after she'd seated them, the 
unnecessary gratuity irking Steve. He intended to 
mention it, but the immediate appearance of the waitress 
killed the intention. She was young, shapely, and 
attractive faced. Don immediately registered with her, 
wise cracking, smiles exchanging between them. 

Steve smiled too, but no one seemed to notice. Martinis 
were set before them in what seemed minutes by the 
smiling girl, and Steve felt certain he heard the soft 
sexy sound of patting flesh against naked flesh when she 
put Don's drink in front of him. He was leaning back 
with his arm out and encircling her just right! Christ! 
The arrogant bastard! He had a way with them, didn't he?

"I wasn't crappin' you, Steve," his broad shouldered, 
athletic neighbor said, leaning forward with forearms 
onto the table. It was too dark in there for Steve to 
really see his face. The place was set up for noon 
seductions, it seemed to the young insurance salesman. 
What the hell, he hardly belonged in this environment... 
"I could use a man like you in the office, Steve. I need 
someone with a lot of gusto to take over under me. Been 
looking for some time, but you know how that is. Good 
men don't happen along every day."

"Well, you make it sound inviting enough, fella... 
except I know from nothing about real estate," Steve 
answered, sipping from his cocktail.

"Admitted. But like I say, no problem, man!" Don 
responded, sampling his drink. "A little schooling of 
the intricacies and a license is all you need. The 
latter I can get for you with no problem. I know the boy 
up there, eh? Don't worry about an exam or cramming a 
lot of bullshit to pass it. That malarkey doesn't matter 
anyway. You want to come over with me, and I sure can 
use you, we'll do it in one day, your present income 
guaranteed. Can I say more?"

Steve studied his smiling face. Goddamn, it was a 
tremendous offer, he had to admit that... but after all 
the time he'd spent on insurance? He had his renewals, 
which he'd lose, and besides that, the frigging office 
was seeming to depend more on him every day to bring in 
the bacon with all the new guys they were hiring. The 
secretary's Shelly's tits, wouldn't be there to look at 
anymore, either.

"You haven't answered, man?"

Steve smiled. "Momentous decisions aren't made on the 
spur of the moment," he said, pleased with his modulated 
voice.

"Well done! Well done, neighbor!" Don laughed, raising 
his glass. "A belated cheers, eh?"

"Cheers," Steve replied, feeling quite adept, regardless 
of his obviously successful new friend's worldly mein. 
He, himself, wasn't exactly a drone... though he more 
and more felt that way when it came to Karen! But this 
was no time to think about that... his love life, though 
it was difficult to keep out of his mind. Daily, things 
were growing worse instead of better... but this was no 
time...

"Barb and Karen, they seem to hit it off real well, 
Steve," Don said, nibbling at his olive. "I noticed the 
other night at dinner, the two of them speak the same 
language. And that's good... all the better if you make 
up your mind to help me run a business that's growing in 
leaps and bounds. I'll lay it on you, Steve, if you've 
got some cash, not much, to drop on some land. It'll 
double in less than two years! No crap! And those gems 
come my way every day!"

Steve drained his martini, pulling the olive from its 
prong to relish. He had some money, considerable in 
fact, with what Karen's granddad had left her. They 
could make a sizeable investment if necessary, but 
insurance had really helped to make that possible. Did 
he want to... could he turn his back on it?

"Two more, Baby!" Don grinned at the attractive 
waitress.

"I'm insurance oriented," Steve said, dropping his head 
and speaking truth.

"Of course you are! We're all shaped in the frame of our 
school, man!" Don said, lighting a cigarette. He held 
the case of them forward and Steve refused; he'd never 
taken up the habit. "Bart Wesson, he dragged along in 
med school for three years before coming with me! Lou 
Graff, was a set up architect and doing all right for 
himself before he decided to join the circle! These guys 
have all got it, Steve, but they can see where the loot 
lies, eh? Come on, get with it, man!"

The waitress returned with her serving and Steve picked 
his up right away. There was something about martinis at 
noon... anytime, really, that set him off. He sipped 
deeply and smiled at his host. He said: "Give me twenty 
minutes, or so, to think about it will you, friend?"

Don laughed. "Just about," he said. "A man of your 
caliber doesn't need much more."

"Oh wow! Do I detect a snow job?" Steve parried. "You 
remind me of my wife the night I took her to the last 
prom we attended."

"Well, there can't be anything wrong with that, not with 
Karen," Don cut in, smiling all the way.

Steve grinned. Anything that praised Karen naturally 
pleased him. Christ, he loved that girl, if only he 
could figure some way to crank her up. She was always 
passionate enough at the kickoff, "Sorry, Don, I missed 
that. What was it you said?"

"I asked if you and Karen were coming to our pool party, 
Friday night?"

"I don't know, this is the first I'd heard about it," 
Steve replied.

"Oh? Karen hasn't mentioned it?" the other questioned in 
surprise. "Barb asked her yesterday morning, I think it 
was, and she said she'd talk it over with you."

"She must've forgotten. I didn't get home until late 
last night, and I had to rush this morning," Steve Smith 
allowed. "But I don't see why we can't make it."

"Should be a pretty good show," Don said. "I've invited 
some hip couples," he dropped his voice and leaned 
forward. "And I've got some real groovy stag movies to 
liven things up when they get droll!"

"Y-You mean, the real thing, Don?" Steve pressed, the 
idea of watching dirty movies with Karen and the other 
wives around giving him an odd feeling.

"I mean the juicy, sweet pussy, suck and fuck flicks, 
man!" his good-looking neighbor lewdly answered. "The 
kind that'll make Karen grab you right by the cock and 
lead you to the nearest bed!"

The last remark seemed hardly called for, Steve thought, 
sensing a hot flush to the back of his neck with the 
other's casual use of Karen's name and what he'd 
implied. Yet, at the same time, it occurred to him that 
a stimulant such as a good stag movie might be just the 
secret needed to fire her right up with him. All the 
same, he wasn't sure that he liked Don's...

"And you might give this a thought, too, buddy, 
especially if you decide to stay in the insurance 
racket," Don said, interrupting Steve's private rancor. 
"The hip couples I mentioned who'll be there are all the 
young people and well off financially. I mean, like 
prospects to help you crack that 'million-dollar 
insurance sales club', eh."

Steve forgot about his resentment; the athletic man 
across the table from him had just spurred his interest 
to no end. He drained his martini, picked up his ears 
and listened while Don named them off. He knew all of 
them by sight and had met a few formally, but he'd never 
given too much thought to the fact Don was quick to 
point out.

"You talk about a gathering of sweet gems! Man, there 
isn't a wife amongst them who couldn't make front row 
center in any chorus line. Dolls, every one!" He turned 
then, signaling the waitress for another pair of 
martinis, while Steve worked at fathoming the reason for 
his last remark.

"Just what... what do you mean, Don, by hip couples?" 
Steve questioned on second thought. It was the very line 
the young realtor had been waiting for, wondering why it 
hadn't come before. He swallowed from his cocktail, 
letting his eyes search his friend's. "Now come on, 
Steve boy, you're familiar with the term, aren't you?"

"To some extent," the slender, younger husband answered, 
feeling the gin glowing warmly in his belly and sensing 
something of a sexual nature about to ease into their 
conversation. "I mean, how are they hip... or what're 
they hip to, music, fast cars... sex maybe?"

Don broke into a slow grin. "A little bit of everything, 
Steve boy... but lean closer and I'll tell you a story." 
Steve did, trying not to give away the rousing interest 
already built-up inside him. He drank half of his 
martini and waited for the other's lowered voice to 
begin. "We've got a nice tight little circle of chosen 
couples, all good friends who're ready to help each 
other out in any kind of an emergency, financial or 
whatever. Like I said before, they're all beautiful 
people, intellectually as well as physically. Are you 
with me?"

"I'm following," Steve answered.

"Well, to make a long story short, one of the couples 
hit one of these emergencies. Their sex life was for 
shit and they were about ready to head for the divorce 
court. But they were sensible, modern young people and 
one night at a party they laid their problem out before 
all of us. We kicked it around amongst the whole group, 
until come to find out, several of the other couples 
were having similar problems. 

"Ideas flowed like wine... you know, ways to spike up 
their performances together, like sucking and cunt 
licking, a little sodomy now and then. And then, 
suddenly, one of the wives came up with the most 
brilliant of all suggestions, swap partners for a 
night!"

"Jesus Christ!" Steve blurted, the gin fuzzying his 
brain to the mellow point, sending a charge of 
excitement to his groin. "What happened?"

"To put it mildly old buddy, the divorce court was 
foiled," Don replied with a smug grin. He was stretching 
some points, gentling others, but essentially, he was 
telling his neighbor the truth. "That was two years ago, 
right after Barb and I were married, and I can tell you 
truthfully that gone are the days of sexual boredom!"

"W-What you're saying is... that this is a wife swapping 
group... right?" Steve managed, dry mouthed, but 
determined to get the facts straight.

"It is that and then some, Steve boy. We all do our 
share and see to it that every couple is sound 
financially, with all of the luxuries necessary to make 
life worth living."

"Christ, I can't believe it!" Steve said, dumbfounded 
shaking his head. "I can just see Karen buying a deal 
like that! Besides calling me a pervert, she'd probably 
have me arrested for indecent suggestions!"

He gaped at the face opposite him. "And Barbara, she 
swings, too?"

Don laughed, as if the question were ridiculous. "Of 
course, we both do, man! That's what makes our marriage 
solid!"

"And you don't, don't get jealous?"

"Hell no, Steve! That's childish, kid stuff. Besides, 
how can you get green eyes when you're lying some sweet 
ass yourself?"

"Jesus Christ!" Steve Smith gasped under his breath, 
still shaking his head as he lifted his glass and 
drained it. "I-I just can't believe it, is all!"

***

Satyr had not moved from his commanding position on the 
floor of the bedroom corner. Though his irritation with 
the golden haired Karen still rankled strongly inside 
him, along with his dread of her trying to take him back 
to the rope, his trained interests had been aroused by 
the increased heavy breathing of the two nakedly 
writhing girls on the big, circular bed. They still lay 
on their sides as he had left them, except closer to 
each other now, and his mistress had spread her legs, 
the top one raised and bent with her foot on the bed. 

He could see her white, beautifully rounded hips facing 
him, and as well, her blonde, hair-fringed vaginal slit 
wet with moisture as the beautiful next door woman's 
fingers played teasingly around up inside it. Then, he 
saw Barbara's face through the arch Karen's bent leg 
made... saw it lowering closer to his golden haired 
mistress' wetly shining pussy crevice. His animal eyes 
widened and he watched in mounting fascination.

She'd tongued pussy ever since she could remember, 
Barbara sensually thought as she lowered her face toward 
the enticing, blonde ringlets adorning Karen's softly 
flushed cunt lips, but she could never recall any she 
more eagerly wanted to taste and love! She let her eyes 
glut on the narrow ribbon of pink, moistened flesh 
between them, resting her cheek onto the hot, soft flesh 
of her younger neighbor's satin smooth inner thigh, 
close enough for her lips and nose to be tickled by the 
wispy, silken hair curling softly up between them.

God! What a tempting sight! She could even see the 
frustrated girl's tiny, puckered anal hole, pinkish and 
occasionally spasming in her passionate excitement. Yes, 
she needed loving all right, but no more than little 
Barbara was going to want it in damned few minutes! 
Satyr's big thick cock, thrusting up her vagina, she 
remembered... what a heavenly obscene thought... and 
this tight young cunt of her next door neighbor right 
next to her mouth had already experienced that! Damn... 
what a way to spend an afternoon!

The utterly salacious sensations charging Karen's naked 
body were totally foreign to her! Her belly seethed and 
her cunt was aflame with lustful desire! Oh, this 
beautiful girl, this wonderful, curvaceous darling! She 
was going to lick the raging need from her pussy! And 
they would share Satyr from now on... keep him, his 
loving... a secret between them! Oh... she'd never had 
her susceptible pussy tongue-loved by any person, let 
alone another girl! Lesbianism! Yes, that's what it was, 
contrary to everything she'd ever been taught and known, 
but she wanted it! Oh, yes, yes!

The impassioned blonde wife extended her head forward to 
see what she could, her eyes suddenly filled with the 
intoxicating spectacle of Barbara's raven, hair 
enshadowed loins between her lovely full thighs, the 
thin, curl-fringed lips of her wetly glistening pussy 
not inches away! She could see the seeping moisture that 
dampened the pink, erotic flesh between them, a burning 
sensation of craving wildly soaring through her! But... 
but first, she must see, watch with her own eyes what 
Barbara was about to do to her down between her 
thighs... and she did!

The lust-driven young housewife gaped at her neighbor's 
lovely face moving closer toward the exposed, 
expectantly waiting little pussy hole up between her 
legs! Then... then! Yes! She was nearly overcome with 
incredible, erotic emotions and physical tremors that 
rippled through and over her nakedly vibrant young body! 

She first felt tender kisses along the soft flesh of her 
supple, inner thighs, sensed the warm puffs of breath... 
and then, the magic wet contact of Barbara's little 
tongue licking the cleft of her pussy-lips and exposed 
cuntal flesh as if lingually advising her of what was to 
come! She licked in long, brushing strokes, from the 
bottom of her vaginal crevice to the top, not entering, 
but impelling Karen to thrust her loins forward with 
each tantalizing up-lick of tongue against her sensitive 
cunt lips!

Karen felt her clitoris quivering in its tiny erectness 
and knew that it was peeking out from its thinly spread 
lips, enravished with the first gentle stab of ecstatic 
bliss as the delicate pink tongue grazed it. She 
expelled her breath with a hissing sound, tossing her 
head from side to side in rising passion as Barbara 
eased her tongue inside the moistened crevice to draw it 
upward from her vaginal mouth toward the fire spasming 
bud of her clitoris!

Karen's gasping lips began to uncontrollably mumble out 
incoherent little mewls of pleasure. Then, she held her 
breath, at last, exhaling sharply at the delicious 
contacts, new delights flooding her with every passing 
second!

Barbara, whose own feverish loins were alive with impish 
tongues of lustful flame, hungrily pressed her tongue 
moistened lips closer, separating the fleshy outer folds 
of Karen's wet, down-fringed cunt with them. 
Immediately, her mouth became an omnivorous ravisher, 
open and hot, nothing but tongue invading the 
smoldering, liquid flesh beneath it. Ardently, her eager 
tongue lashed at the tiny, erect clitoris... tongue... 
tongue... frantic tongue everywhere in the gasping 
Karen's hotly writhing pussy! Lurid, wetly sluicing oral 
sounds from the hotly flowing vaginal secretions mixed 
with Barbara's own saliva filled the bedroom!

Karen moaned and squirmed to the rapturous mouthing of 
her burning cunt, ripples of fantastic sensation 
spasmodically twitching her smooth, curved body. She 
began to pant explosively, spreading her legs open as 
wide as possible and thrusting her steaming loins lewdly 
forward to bring the magic tongue tighter into her wide 
splayed cuntal mouth! She heard Barbara's slaving gasps, 
as if she were sucking air in short surges, never 
breaking the fervent contact of her beautiful tongue and 
lips! Even her little nose was buried... immersed in the 
wet, fluid flesh, and it was that last lascivious 
realization which triggered the last maddening pressure 
in Karen's convulsing soft belly and screaming loins!

"Oooohhhhh... oooohhhhhh, Barb! I'm... I'm CUMMMINGG!"

Her voice trailed off in a choking whine of sob and 
sigh, then broke out once more in a thin, high-pitched 
wail. Ecstasy deluged her naked, spasming body, 
intensive sensations sweeping through her inflamed loins 
like a prairie fire. She writhed in the throes of sweet 
agony, jerked and tremored, but never broke with the 
open, sucking mouth glued to her climaxing cunt! And the 
flicking, pleasureful tongue continued to play over her 
tiny, frenetic clitoris, sending waves of electric like 
delights through her to the bliss swooning brain in her 
head, her still hungrily licking neighbor refusing to 
stop and end it!


-= Chapter 8 =-

Steve Smith knew that he wasn't feeling any pain, but 
hell, he was a long ways from being drunk. All the same, 
the goddamned revelation Don Keller had unloaded on him 
had whipped his appetite away, and he could only pick at 
his steak and french fries while his host ate heartily. 
Steve'd ordered another martini with his lunch and now 
he sipped at that as Don said:

"Hey aren't you going to eat, guy? Great steak... just 
the thing to put gusto in the loins!"

"Christ, I thought I was hungry. I guess the martinis 
killed it," he said, unable to keep his mind off the 
thought of Barbara Keller being a swinger, fucking other 
men! Don's hopping from bed to bed didn't come as any 
shock to him, but Barbara! Shit, no wonder she'd opened 
her legs and shown him her cunt under her skirt the 
other night at their dinner party! Now, it was all 
making sense, or was it?

"That's unusual," the good-looking face across the table 
said to him. "Martinis generally spark the appetite, 
they do for me, anyway. You sure you feel okay, Steve?"

"Yeah, sure, I'm fine," the younger husband managed with 
a numbing grin. "Hell, if you want to know the truth, it 
was that load of dynamite about the party you tossed me 
a few minutes ago that staggered me. I still can't 
believe it!"

Don softly chuckled, laying down his knife and fork as 
he watched his martinied luncheon guest, confident that 
everything was going just as he'd planned. He thought of 
young Karen Smith's luscious, rounded ass and what it 
was going to be like worming his big cock into the hot, 
wet pussy hole up between her beautiful legs for the 
first time. Then, he said: "Nothing fantastic about it, 
Steve. These days, the swap is the 'in' thing. I know 
with Barb, she'd go bananas if she thought she had to 
put up with a steady diet of me in the sack."

"Christ!" Steve blurted for the dozenth time. "Y-You 
really mean it, too! I can see it in your face!"

"Hell yes, man! Of course I mean it! Come to the pool 
party Friday night and see for yourself. And don't 
worry, no one's going to try and talk you into anything. 
But if you want to join the circle, you'll be 
welcomed..."

"Y-You mean, Barb would go to bed with me... if I asked 
her, and you wouldn't get sore?" Steve finally asked the 
question foremost in his mind for the past thirty 
minutes.

"Hell yes, she'd love to let you fuck her, man! Talks 
about it all the time and don't worry about me getting 
uptight. Like I told you, that's kid stuff."

"S-She talks about going to bed with me, all the time?" 
Steve Smith questioned in a thickening, incredulous 
voice.

"Like you were the great white hope, but look, don't 
just take my word for it. Tell you what, let's go out to 
the house and you can hear it from her own sexy lips! 
What do you say?"

Steve groaned out a baker's dozen of blurted 'Christ'! 
It was crazy... absolutely unbelievable, but he had to 
know for sure! Imagine, their gorgeous next door 
neighbor, Barb Keller wanting him to fuck her... and 
damn, how he wanted to! But Karen... shit, she'd never 
go along with it... just wasn't made that way! Too much 
of a frigging prude if he wanted to get right down to 
the bare fact!

"Well, man?" Don pressed.

Steve pushed back from the table. "Lead on, neighbor!" 
he drunkenly answered. "I'm right behind you!"

***

Barbara's lustfully fanned desire had reached a familiar 
boil in her naked little belly and insatiable loins. She 
felt her skilled vaginal muscles hotly clutching and 
releasing of their own volition in the craving depths of 
her wetly seeping cuntal sheath, sensing the warm 
dampness saturating the throbbing area between her legs.

Still, she wasn't ready to give up the obscene delight 
which her younger neighbor's delicious, moist cunt was 
bringing her, and as she thrust her tongue deeply up 
into Karen's now hungrily grasping pussy hole, she 
slowly arose to her knees, spreading them to climb 
upside down over the blonde young neighbor girl's 
exquisitely curved nakedness.

Barbara heard the other's whimper beneath her as she 
positioned herself so that her exposed cunt and 
widespread buttocks were directly over Karen's face in 
the lewdly familiar '69' stance. Temporarily, the dark-
haired woman was contented to wait and see, which she 
did as she unceasingly continued to tongue fuck the 
blonde beauty's feverishly flooded cuntal flesh!

To Karen, the sensual display of Barbara's dark, curl-
lined cunt lips moistly offered to her a tongue's length 
away was a wildly exciting sight. She knew what was 
expected of her and what she wanted to do, but she was 
still drawing shuddering breaths, no longer certain 
whether she had cum or was cumming; she had climaxed so 
many times. 

Earth trembling sensations spiraled constantly through 
her pleasure racked body until they became a continuous 
flow without interruption, sapping the very strength 
from her erotically tremoring curves! Her heart pounded 
in her chest, her mind seeming to float on a cloud of 
fluffy white bliss, nothing else in the world mattering!

The huge German shepherd, Satyr, had watched the naked 
white bodies squirmingly melt together on the bed with 
mounting interest. His trained animal instincts made him 
keenly aware of what they were doing and the bodily 
sensations that came of it, but his fury and mistrust of 
his new mistress had held him from joining them. 

Now, as he saw the pretty Barbara crawl up on hands and 
knees over the golden-haired Karen, her face buried 
between his mistress' widely yawning legs, his eyes 
leveled on the dark haired girl's smoothly rounded 
upraised buttocks. It was almost as if their nakedly 
spread beauty were calling out his name. The scent of 
the hot liquid heat growing between the thighs of both 
the naked young housewives suddenly filled his nostrils 
to stir new life in his always eager loins as he arose 
to his feet and moved pantingly toward the bed...

Both girls felt the weight of his presence interrupting 
their lurid entrancement, but only Karen saw his 
handsome, loving animal face above her own! His long 
nose moved in close to sniff at Barbara's moistly 
exposed sexual genitals, its black, wet tip actually 
touching her dark haired neighbor's tiny puckered anal 
lips!

"Ooooooh God... is that who I think it is?" Barbara 
gasped, her mouth breaking contact with Karen's wetly 
raging pussy for the first time since she'd begun to 
tongue her, the brief let up allowing the younger wife 
to draw a slow, long needed breath.

"I-It's Satyr... his nose!" Karen partially gasped, her 
heart filling immediately at the sight of him. "Was it 
cold?"

"Like an ice cube!" Barbara exclaimed with a small 
passionate shudder that Karen felt and understood. "H-
He's sniffing my asshole... isn't he?"

"Y-Yes!" Karen replied, feeling her excitement lewdly 
mounting at the absolutely spectacular view she was 
going to have from beneath, of the dog's cock fucking up 
into her girlfriend's wetly waiting vaginal slit. "I 
think... he intends to... to fuck you, Darling. T-That's 
the way he begins... by smelling and licking between 
yours legs, then!"

Karen never got it out of her mouth before Barbara felt 
his long, thick tongue once again snaking wetly up into 
her seething fired loins! She trembled beneath its 
washing heat laving between the widespread cheeks of her 
nakedly upraised buttocks, then engulfing and splaying 
open the fluid flesh of her erotically fired pussy! It 
teased with hotly curling flicks down over the 
palpitating bud of her tiny clitoris, wildly increasing 
the intensity of her lustful desire!

"Oh god! Reach up and guide his cock into me, Karen!" 
Barbara lewdly cried back. "I've got to have it... got 
tooooo!"

Karen tilted her head backward to see if it was yet in 
sight. It wasn't, and lovingly she reached back and up 
to gently grasp its fleshy sheath with her fingertips, 
feeling the thickening hardness growing excitedly inside 
it! While she began to coo, the soft sounds she thought 
pleased him, she tenderly massaged his heavy animal 
cock, eagerly watching for the first peeking out of its 
sleek scarlet beauty!

"Oh lover, don't be angry with Karen," she whispered up 
at him. "She loves you... and she'll never try to tie 
you up again! Please, Baby... come down and give me a 
kiss!

But he didn't. Instead, his cone-shaped rod of hardness 
suddenly emerged from its sleeve of soft, hairy belly 
flesh like a red hot branding iron, glistening wet and 
dangling inches away from his excited mistress' longing 
lips. And then, he was mounting the slavishly kneeling 
Barbara from behind, working in close on his hind legs 
above Karen's face, his huge cock dancingly sparkling 
like a freshly painted beveled-tipped flagpole which 
grew even more massive as it neared its thick, scarlet 
base...

"Do it, Karen! Please, help him get it into me!" Barbara 
feverishly begged, her widespread, up-thrusted buttocks 
obscenely undulating backwards in search of the hardened 
spear of animal flesh to fill her sizzling, wet vaginal 
passage! 

She tried to look back, then down between her legs to 
watch, but all she could see were the swollen mounds of 
Karen's rounded, white tits! Then, she found the mirror 
above Don's dresser reflecting it all and saw Karen's 
little hand guiding the heavy rod of animal hardness 
pointedly toward the pink wetness of her inflamed little 
cuntal passage!

She felt Satyr's strong forelegs grip tightly around her 
naked hips and waist, then sensed the first searing 
contact of his moistened tipped cock with her hungrily 
clasping pussy mouth!

"Now Barb, now! He's going to fuck you!" Karen 
lasciviously exclaimed. "Hold tight, Darling! He's going 
to bring you more delight then you ever imagined! Hump 
forward and fuck her, Satyr! Fuck her good... like you 
did me!"

 ***

Those absolutely obscene words bounced off the stunned 
pair of husband's eardrums as they stood in the bedroom 
doorway gaping through widely disbelieving eyes at the 
lewd three-way orgy unfolding on the massive bed. Steve 
felt that his knees were going to buckle, but Don's 
strong hand clutching beneath one arm was support 
enough! His head swam in a gin haze, nothing else than 
utter shock overwhelming him at the precise moment! 

C-Christ! Could... was that his young naive wife, Karen, 
lying there as naked as a whore... and... and tonguing a 
dog's balls while it fucked into... into Barbara? It 
was... Satyr... as sure as hell, fucking Barbara from 
behind like a goddamned female bitch in heat... and 
Karen was licking his balls... even his cock, as it 
slithered wetly out on the outstroke!

"Sweet pussy!" Don Keller hissingly exclaimed beside 
him, but with no anger in his voice. "I've seen a lot of 
things... wild and obscene... even been a part of them, 
but this, this is the first of its kind, Steve! Those 
girls are right out of their gourds, about as happy as 
you can get!"

Steve Smith craned his neck to gape in numbed wonder at 
his friend's half smiling face. Jumping Christ! Maybe, 
he was wrong and they were all right! Because, Don 
wasn't anywhere near ready to flip his lid at the 
shocking sight taking place right there on the bed in 
front of them! He wasn't... even though Satyr was 
fucking his wife like she was a goddamned bitch 
animal... while his own sweet young wife, Karen, licked 
the bastard's cock and balls, it was more than she'd 
ever tried to do for him!

"Come on, Steve, get a grip on yourself!" Don whispered, 
clutching at his arm. "I know how it's hitting you and 
this is where we separate the men from the boys!"

"But Christ... a goddamned dog, Don?"

"Better than some sonofabitch of a friend you've always 
hated fucking your wife, buddy" his neighbor snapped 
back at him. "Besides, by the looks of how that 
goddamned brute is doing the job we can both take a few 
lessons from him! Look at the way he's fucking into my 
wife's cunt! Like a frigging trip hammer! Sweet pussy!"

Satyr saw the intruders first, an immediate sense of 
wariness causing him to tense and suddenly come to a 
complete halt in his mating. Though he recognized both 
men as friends, instinctively the big animal knew a 
guilt feeling, and before either of the lust-incited 
girls realized what was happening the German shepherd 
had pulled his length of thick hardness from Barbara's 
luridly undulating loins and leaped over Karen to the 
floor.

"Satyr! What's the matter?" the younger, naked wife 
called after him as he slunk toward the corner and then, 
she too, saw them!

"Oh God! Where did he go with that beautiful cock?" 
Barbara lewdly gasped out, suddenly feeling the 
squirming lovely body beneath her struggling as if to 
push her away. "What's wrong, Karen?"

"Oh! Oh, my god, look!" The younger woman moaningly 
exclaimed as she worked herself from beneath Barbara's 
obscenely positioned nakedness, hunching and crossing 
her arms as if to shamefully hide her own nudity.

"Damn, couldn't you two have timed it just a little bit 
better?" Barbara directed with an irate tremor in her 
tone at the pair of husbands filling the opened doorway. 
"You just knocked a fired-up girl out of getting what 
was going to be one hell of a fucking!"

Neither Karen or Steve, who still was being supported by 
Don Keller's strong hand under his arm, could believe 
the unabashed casualness of Barbara's words as she 
worked herself around into a sitting position to face 
them, making no effort to conceal her voluptuously 
exposed body. Then, Don laughed, and Karen, shivering 
from shock, wondered if she wasn't going to faint!

"You'll just have to accept our apologies, Hon," the 
tall and broad realtor said, continuing to smile as he 
took his hand from Steve and walked into the room. 
"Though I didn't expect you to be knitting, I hardly 
considered this to be the way you spent your 
afternoons..."

"Look, you've scared him," the carelessly sitting 
brunette said as she folded her shapely legs Indian 
fashion, still facing the doorway where Steve stood 
gaping in disbelief. "Come here, Satyr darling, don't be 
afraid. No one's going to hurt you."

Through his martini glaze, Steve ogled the cock-
throbbing sight of her sitting there unblushingly on the 
bed with nothing displayed except her thrusting white 
tits, their little hardened nipples like a pair of 
cherries, and the saucy dark, hair-fringed area of her 
loins, the pink slash of wet vertical cunt flesh 
separating her fleshy pussy-lips staring right back at 
him! That was all... nothing more than that... and he 
was going to blow his fucking mind!

Somehow, he tore his straining eyes from her to center 
them on his own wife, Karen, who was ridiculously 
managing to wind her arms and legs around herself to 
conceal her precious intimacies, that in itself enraging 
him! The bitch! She had! She'd been licking the frigging 
dog's balls and cock from below while it fucked into 
Barbara! Christ almighty... he'd never even known her! 
The goddamned mutt had fucked her, too! He'd heard her 
say it when they first came in! Oh shit, this was it, 
all right, the windup of everything for them, but not 
before he was finished with her!

He started forward with a stagger, caught himself, and 
proceeded to come up beside his friend who was standing 
beside the bed and smiling as he looked down at them. 
Steve saw his wife's long blonde hair draped over her 
white, satiny body as she hung her head, and the urge to 
brutally wind his hand in it, then drag her from the bed 
was almost overwhelming!

"Keep your cool, Steve!" Don said, holding out a 
restraining arm before him, almost as if he could read 
his thoughts. "Remember what I said about separating the 
men from the boys. No kid stuff, eh?"

Steve tightly swallowed and looked into the calmed eyes 
of his new friend. Okay, maybe it was nuts, or maybe it 
was the martinis, or maybe he was just wildly dreaming, 
but he nodded his numbed head in agreement, then saw 
that Karen was quietly sobbing. Goddamn, he wished he 
could feel for her... understand, but he couldn't... and 
then, he realized that Don had gone to a closet and was 
tossing a negligee down in front of Karen.

"Put it on, Honey, and come on with me. Don's going to 
fix you a good stiff drink. I think you need it," his 
neighbor said in almost commanding tones. "Come on, put 
it on... and don't worry... everything's going to be all 
right."

Karen slowly raised her tear-dampened face to look up at 
him, his reassuring smile a desperately needed gesture. 
With a minimum of exposure, she picked up and flung the 
wrap around her shoulders, then carefully eased from the 
bed, avoiding the blazing eyes of Steve throughout the 
effort. She hardly knew what was going to happen, what 
was to come of it all, but at that moment she saw in Don 
Keller a much needed, understanding friend!

"Look, it's fine for you two to burst in here with your 
damned apologies," Barbara said, "and for you to nobly 
look after Karen, my sweet husband, but what about me? 
To be trite, Barb's hotter than a pistol!"

The onyx-eyed girl glared at her husband with a put-on 
expression, knowing exactly what was happening, but 
trying to play her role without over doing it.

"I leave you Steve, Darling, the man whose name you've 
been whimpering out in your sleep for the past two 
weeks," Don said with a smile at his wife, suddenly 
catching Karen by the arm and whisking her out of the 
room!

The slender, hazel-eyed insurance salesman could only 
gape after their disappearing forms, his wife's 
curvaceous body provocatively visible through the 
diaphanous, near floor length covering as Don Keller -
guided her from the room. Then, he jerkingly turned to 
look down at the beautiful naked creature on the bed who 
had lain herself back in a sprawled position, looking up 
at him with sparkling dark eyes between widespread, 
sensuously bent outward legs. Her stunning face smiled, 
and there was the knowledge of the ages in her 
scintillating eyes!

"Let's not play at nonsense, Darling!" she half-
whispered in her throaty voice. "I need you badly and 
now, right now!" Strip, Baby... and bring your hard cock 
up here for me to kiss first! Then, we're going to 
fuck... just you and me, Lover, fuck and fuck and fuck! 
Hurry, get naked for Barbie!"

For a moment he stood there staring down at her, hardly 
believing his eyes or ears, and then he choked out a 
raspy sound. "Christ!" the lust-fired young husband 
swore as he began to pull at his clothing.

"Hurry! Hurry! I need your cock, Lover!" Barbara lewdly 
taunted, raising her buttocks and loins to obscenely 
undulate them before him, surges of searing passion 
razing her at the thought of finally getting this 
gentle, younger man into bed with her! "No, no! Bring it 
up here to me, first, Darling! I've got to kiss it!"

Christ, it was going to break once she touched it, Steve 
frantically thought! It'd shatter, sure as hell, but it 
didn't! He kneed onto the bed, his long, thick cock 
poling and wagging in its foreskinned hardness, kneed 
his way until he reached where she'd raised to her 
elbows!

"Oh, Steve Doll, it's a beauty!" Barbara hissed, 
grasping its solid thickness at its base and licking 
with her tiny tongue tip at the slowly escaping drops of 
seminal fluid at its purple-headed slit. "Mmmm, mmmmm!"

Then it was in her mouth! She was sucking it, Steve 
realized as he gaped down to see her tongue-moistened 
lips suddenly slip over its blood-engorged head and 
tightly clamp behind it, her tiny tongue swirling inside 
in a motion that was enough to make him cum like a 
river! Christ, he'd never had anything like this!

"Now, Baby... crawl between my legs and fuck me with 
it!" she lewdly prodded. "Fuck me like the beautiful 
daddy I know you are... like I've dreamed about, Steve 
lover! Oh, Barbara needs your handsome cock in her hot 
cunt!"

Oh, motherfuck! He was going to lose his mind 
completely, Steve Smith's hazed brain swirled as he 
crawled between the breathtaking legs of the beautifully 
naked wife of his neighbor and buddy whose words and 
hotly sucking mouth sent burning waves of lust charging 
through him! He felt her hand reach down to grasp his 
cock and draw its heavily pulsating head through the 
warm wet heat between her excitedly flushed cunt lips, 
finally seating it at the mouth of her already greedily 
nibbling vagina!

"Now, Lover, shove it all the way up into mama's hot 
little pussy!" Barbara gasped up into his face, her arms 
wrapped around his back to crush his chest tightly 
against the soft yielding mounds of her nipple-hardened 
breasts. Her long trim legs curled up and over his hips, 
heels digging into his lean buttocks as she hungrily 
thrust her smoldering loins up at him with wanton 
lewdness. "Give it to me good now! Fuck me, Steve 
darling! Oh yessss!"

Steve lunged into her, his brain spinning as her fluid 
heat clasped his lengthy cock like a warmly resisting, 
velvet stocking! He choked out a slackened-mouthed grunt 
and began to pump vigorously up into her greedily 
swallowing pussy channel, long, urgent strokes that 
filled her receptive cunt to greater and greater depths!

Christ, he couldn't believe it! He was actually fucking 
his beautiful neighbor, Barb Keller, right in her own 
house, on the biggest goddamned bed he'd ever seen in 
his life and her husband was there, somewhere... with 
his own wife, Karen the dog-cock licking little bitch! 
Shit, oh shit! Beneath him, Barbara's luscious, curved 
body quivered and trembled, her pebble-hard nipples 
digging into his chest with a pointed, erect pressure! 
Her soft, hot belly ground against his and her smooth 
thighs clamped and unclamped, holding and releasing him 
as the eagerly clasping inner-muscles of her cunt-
passage sucked and pulled like a warm wet vacuum at his 
excitedly racing cock, the swirling pressure rapidly 
mounting in his balls and groin below!

"Oh, oh, Christ!" he groaned to the furious milking of 
her vagina squeezing and sucking at the full length of 
his thickly throbbing rod of hardness. "Barb! It's... 
it's!"

"Ahhhh, you're wonderful, Lover!" Barbara's tremulous 
words cut him short. "Mmmmmm, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck 
me!" she gasped over and over as she strained and 
writhed beneath him. "Give it to me... balls and all, 
Love!"

Her lust-glazed face rolled from side to side. Marks 
appeared on her lips where she'd bit them, and every so 
often her panting mouth came against his, her small 
white teeth nipping into him! She sucked his tongue, 
then flicked her own tiny one into his mouth, gasping 
hot breaths into his throat!

"Goddamn... oohhh!" Steve swore and grunted, actually 
drooling but unaware of it. "I got to, Barb! Fuck... my 
cock... it's going to cum," he warned, unceasingly 
pounding his heavily swollen hardness deep up into her 
heaving little belly with long, hammering strokes!

"Oh no! Damn, not yet, Lover! We've just begun!" Barbara 
whined in quickly growing frustration. "You... you can't 
mean it?" But he did, she frantically realized, her 
sympathy suddenly going out to Karen! "A-All right, 
Daddy, but... but if you think this is where you get 
off, you caught the wrong train!"

Steve hardly heard a word she'd groaned out at him. He 
could feel the hot, white sperm amassed in the reservoir 
of his throbbing balls churning as they beat a tattoo 
against her naked, upturned ass! He thrust his salivated 
tongue almost to her throat and with harshly kneading 
hands, clutched the fleshy cheeks of her widespread 
buttocks hard up against his battering pelvis, slamming 
his now wildly spewing cock deep into her unresisting 
cunt!

"Unnhhh... god... fill me, my little fuzzy bunny with 
your big cock! Pump your hot cum into me!" Barbara 
uncontrollably urged him at the first feel of his 
scalding jets of semen. After all, this was only the 
beginning, she wildly reasoned to the passionate 
delights taking place inside her seething belly and 
loins as the turgid, pulsating head of his deeply sunk 
cock suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to 
mangle her inner organs! It continued to squirt! She 
could feel his scalding, white jism shooting into her 
with the force of molten fire, sloshing around in her 
quivering belly like a pool of boiling hot lava!

Damn, how she wished she could cum with him, but she 
couldn't... not yet... he'd been too quick for her... 
poor Karen... no wonder, Barbara thought behind tightly 
closed eyes as he continued to shoot into her... And 
then, trembling, he relaxed on top of her while she held 
him. Finally, he rolled partially off but she wouldn't 
let free of him, even after his deflating cock slid out 
of her still clasping pussy. Instead, she cradled him 
there between her widespread thighs, drawing his head 
down to rest against her full, swollen breasts. Like 
Satyr, he needed considerable training, and he was going 
to get it before this session was finished!

Satyr, still slinking in his vantage corner, had watched 
their mating with an uneasy feeling gnawing inside him. 
The brief moment of guilt he had known had quickly left 
him with the rapid progress of events. The man called 
Don had taken his mistress somewhere, and the pretty 
Barbara had decided to mate with Steve rather than him. 
Now, he felt neglected, unwanted, perhaps unneeded, and 
this angered him. Somehow, he felt, it was all Karen's 
fault... just as she had tried to tie him with the 
terrible rope. He sensed a deep growl of anger building 
in the depths of his throat and arose to his feet. Where 
was she, his new mistress? Why had she done these things 
to him?

 ***

"Here, drink this, Honey. It'll put the zip back into 
those sexy curves," Don said with a grin, handing Karen 
a milkish looking concoction he'd blended at their small 
bar.

She sat on a sofa, Barbara's pale-green negligee wrapped 
tightly around her naked, still tremoring body, well 
aware that its seethroughness could be more inciting 
then nakedness itself, but at least she wasn't 
completely exposed before him. "Wh-What is it?" she 
questioned, taking the drink and looking up at him.

"Absinthe... good for what ails you, Baby," he replied, 
one in his own hand as he sat down close beside her. 
"Drink it."

Karen did, sipping first to sample it and immediately 
liking its smooth licorice taste. God, she needed 
something, all right, she thought, drinking heavily from 
the glass. Then: "Oh Don... what can I say? And what's 
going to happen from it all?"

"Come on now, don't go weepy on me again," her handsome, 
athletic neighbor said, reassuringly slipping his arm 
around her slender waist and snuggling her against him. 
"What the hell's to say? You girls haven't murdered 
anyone. So you were sharing a little hot sex. You're not 
the first two dolls to do that... and like I told Steve, 
better that you were using a friendly dog than getting 
yourself fucked silly by some sonofabitch whom he always 
thought was a friend. Don't worry, nothing bad's going 
to come out of it... I can promise you that."

"Oh Don... you make me feel so much better," Karen 
sighed, hardly conscious of his big hand gently 
caressing the soft flesh of her waist through the sheer 
material, nor of its slow upward ascent toward her 
breast. "It... it never would've happened had Steve been 
what... what he should have."

"How do you mean that, Karen... in bed... fucking?" Don 
softly questioned, using the lewd word to assist the 
mild aphrodisiac she was drinking in easing her back 
into the right frame of mind. "What does he do, cum in 
you too quick?"

The distraught young wife couldn't deny the sensuous 
tingle his use of the graphic four-letter word sent 
rippling through her. She didn't look at him, only 
nodded her head, then lifted the glass and drained it. 
She heard his little laugh at the same moment that she 
felt his big hand warmly smooth over and cup her nearly 
naked, still swollen breast. A shudder of confused 
sensations brushed the exposed nerve-ends of Karen's 
flesh at the contact, the urge to stand and slip out of 
his embrace only prevented by his words.

"I'll wager that he'll be shortly cured of that 
frustrating habit, Baby... or I don't know my wife 
Barbara."

"Wh-What do you mean, Don... that they're doing 
something?" Karen managed, even knowing as she said it 
that they undoubtedly were, and that she'd simply been 
refusing to think about it!

"Well, I'd surmise that at the very least, they're 
fucking," he luridly suggested. "Probably with a little 
sucking thrown in. And I guarantee you when Barb 
finishes with him, he'll be an astute performer, Angel. 
She won't take no for an answer, and she's the greatest 
fuck teacher in the world... next to her loving 
husband..."

With that, he sat up, half-facing her and attempted to 
draw her to him, his other big hand slipping inside the 
loose negligee to hotly spread over her naked, resilient 
breast.

"Please, Don... don't!" Karen squirmed, straining her 
small hands against his strong chest. "Let's not make 
matters worse!"

He didn't relinquish his hold, only stared at her in 
irritated surprise. "What the hell!" he hissed. "You've 
got to be kidding, Baby! Here, your husband's in my 
bedroom fucking my wife... and after I find you licking 
a dog's balls you're suddenly going to turn pious on 
me!" He jerked her crushingly against him and kissed her 
not unreceptive lips, thrusting his tongue into her 
mouth to find her own. 

She moaned against him, letting, her tiny tongue begin 
to wetly embrace his while he clutched and kneaded the 
yielding mound of hardened, nipple-tipped flesh in his 
hand. She was gasping when he raised his head and 
rasped: "Karen baby, I've had my heart set on fucking 
that sweet little pussy-hole up between your lovely 
thighs ever since I laid eyes on your beautiful ass two 
weeks ago... and just about nothing short of the end of 
the world is going to stop me! You hear me, Doll? Do 
you?"

"Y-Yes, yess!" Karen gasped, her hands uncontrollably 
slipping around his neck to clutch at the back of his 
head, her re-aroused excitement leading her lips to seek 
his in an open, wet tonguing kiss. "God yesss, I want 
you to, Darling! If they can, why can't we?"

"To hell with them, Baby! I would've done it anyway, 
even if I had to rape you!"

"Ooohhhh Lover... where... how will we do it?" Karen 
whispered between kisses she was suddenly planting all 
over his face.

"On the same fucking bed with them! Where else?" Don 
Keller luridly answered, taking her by the hand. "That's 
what it was built for..."


-= Chapter 9 =-

Satyr had quickly found Karen, watching her and the man 
called Don holding onto each other. They didn't see him 
because he had remained in the shadows of the hallway 
and then, he had heard her softly cooing in the tone she 
used with him, an unknown feeling of envy tensing his 
muscles. She had forgotten about him, just as had the 
pretty Barbara, but he had not forgotten her, nor the 
way she had tied him with the rope. A sadness, as well 
as bitterness filled his powerful body... but then they 
were coming toward the hall and he silently dodged in 
through an open doorway until they passed.

Though she'd expected to see something of a similar 
nature when Don led her back into the bedroom, Karen was 
nevertheless awed by the sight of her husband's 
stripped, slender frame cradled between Barbara's 
widespread thighs, her beautiful face twisted in lustful 
joy as Steve fucked his thick lengthy cock deep into the 
hair-fringed pinkness of her wetly clasping pussy!

"Now just look at that, Baby?" Don goaded, his hand 
slipping around her to smooth over the softly rounded 
mounds of her slightly trembling buttocks the wispy 
negligee veiled. "You tell me they aren't loving 
smacking their naked bellies together like that?"

Karen couldn't speak with the complexity of emotions 
filling her. Love, jealousy, anger, desire, all were 
creating the turmoil in her nervously throbbing stomach! 
Steve, she could hardly believe it, yet, why not? Was he 
any less human than she? God, she'd never seen him make 
love so beautifully... and the way he had her 
girlfriend's whole body twitching and writhing like a 
whore beneath him!

"Now you can shed that negligee, Karen doll, and climb 
onto the bed to watch, while big daddy rips these 
clothes off! Then, we'll give you some cock of your own 
to play with!"

His lewdly promising words were additional little spurs 
of lewdness to incite her passion, and obediently, Karen 
did exactly what he said, neither of the two lovers 
paying her the slightest attention as she kneed her way 
close to watch. They were soul-kissing, with Barb's arms 
locked passionately around Steve's neck, her long 
shapely legs locked tightly up over his back, their 
naked bodies straining and pumping, slapping with 
hollow, fleshy smacking sounds against one another. Oh 
God, the sight of it, them writhing nudely together, it 
was obscenely breathtaking! 

She'd never watched a man fucking a woman before! She 
heard Barbara moaning incessantly into the moistness of 
his mouth, knowing that her husband's tongue had to be 
thrust almost to the dark-haired girl's throat! Low hums 
of animalish desire were bubbling in little torrents 
from deep in Barbara's chest as her neck strained and 
her nostrils flared, a light film of perspiration 
covering her smooth-skinned forehead.

"Aahhh yess, Steve lover... now you've got the hang of 
it!" Barbara choked. "Fuck it hard! Hard, Doll! Th-This 
time we're going to... to make Barbie take off like a 
rocket!"

Karen enviously stared, unable to keep the embitterment 
from her mind as she realized that never in their 
married life had he fucked her, his own wife, with such 
wild, unbridled passion. She saw his hands slip under 
the white, rounded ovals of Barbara's tautly grinding 
ass-cheeks pulling them up tighter to him while he 
rammed his glistening hard cock forward into her with 
all the strength of his hips and thighs.

 Wildly, Barbara drew her legs back farther so that he 
could drive deeper into her! Karen could see the flushed 
pink folds of her wet vaginal flesh clinging desperately 
to his cock as it pistoned rapidly in and out of her, 
squeezing tightly around his swollen hardness, the sight 
maddeningly firing her own lustful craving!

"Now, for our little party, Baby!" Don Keller's voice 
came down to her and Karen turned to see him standing 
next to the bed in his athletic nakedness, his long, 
thick cock spearing out from his hairy loins in its 
awesome, foreskinned hardness! God! It was something to 
behold, all right... and yes, her girlfriend was right, 
it was bigger than Steve's! 

His heavy balls hung bloatedly at its husky base between 
his thighs, and for the first time, Karen saw the 
lechery in his handsome eyes. He was grinning as he 
began to lewdly stroke the thick outer layer of skin 
back and forth over its moistened, bulbous head, 
thrusting his hips and pelvis obscenely forward. "Are 
you ready to take this little gem, up between those 
beautiful thighs of yours, Honey?"

"God, Don! I-I don't know... it's enough to frighten a 
girl," Karen excitedly whispered, unable to take her 
eyes off its portentous size as he proudly chuckled.

"Well get acquainted with it, pussy-girl," he rasped, 
continuing to massage its long, thick length. "Come 
on... take it in your hand and give it a sweet kiss!"

Fiery little charges rippled through Karen's sensually 
alive curves. She had never held another man's cock, let 
alone kissed one... not even Steve's! But she had 
touched her tongue to Satyr's! Something dynamic 
impelled her to move on her knees toward the edge of the 
huge, rounded bed where he stood, some two-yards from 
their frantically groaning spouses.

She reached out and gently grasped it, the heated feel 
of his solid hardness like a firebrand in her small 
hand! Then, not letting herself stop, the trembling 
blonde wife leaned close to kiss its tip, pressing back 
its heavy foreskin before licking away the seeping white 
drops of piquant moisture from the dimpled split at the 
tip, finally laving her moist, warm tongue eagerly over 
the hot, rubbery smoothness of its massive head!

"Hot fuck!" Don Keller luridly exclaimed at the sensuous 
contact of her soft, lush lips and tongue with his 
throbbing cock. "You're going to be a better fuck than I 
ever imagined, Doll-baby! I can tell right now that 
you've got a real penchant for cock! Get back on the 
bed. Big daddy's going to let you ride the horsie, 
little girl!"

Karen did, never hesitant, but still more or less 
tongue-tied, the warm, masculine taste of his lust-
inciting cock-secretion wildly inflaming her. She hadn't 
quite understood what he wanted her to do... 'ride the 
horsie' and she waited, watching as he dropped onto his 
back, his long rod of thick hardness towering 
ceilingward. Then, she knew!

"Oh Don, I can't take it that way at first!" she shied, 
her long blonde hair and full thrusting breasts waggling 
as she shook her head. "It's... it's too big!"

"Come on, pussy-girl, get up here over daddy, before he 
gets angry and spanks that luscious ass of yours to a 
rosy glow!"

He was warmly grinning at her, but there was an almost, 
sadistic little gleam in his handsome eyes too, which 
Karen decided to ignore as she climbed wantonly over 
him, resting on her knees with her simmering loins 
poised above his heavy, swollen-veined hardness! "Th-
There!" she gasped. "Now?"

"Well Christ, reach down between your legs and put it 
in, Baby!" Don rasped. "Get the fucking thing into your 
cunt before I blow a fuse, will you?"

God! Only once had she ever taken Steve this way, Karen 
remembered in frenetic excitement, reaching down to gasp 
the solid, stone hard rod to part the soft resilient 
pubic hairs and draw its smooth rubbery head through the 
sensitized flesh of her pink, wet cunt, placing it at 
the frightened mouth of her seething young vagina. And 
that one time... god, she couldn't remember how it had 
been... not now with Don Keller's handsome cock about to 
fuck deep up into her stomach!

And it did! An unexpected, piercing stab of his 
mushroom-headed hardness, expanding the tight, elastic-
like mouth of her moistly ready pussy with a furious 
thrust that whipped her breath away! He lunged his hips 
upward, at the same time grasping her hips and forcing 
her down onto his heavily impaling cock with sadistic 
delight! She might have cried out, but the naked, 
rounded-eyed wife was struggling first to regain her 
breath!

The fact that she didn't both surprised and left Don 
Keller with a feeling of disappointment. He loved to 
hear them squeal like speared pigs when he first rammed 
into them... and not even Barb could take him this way 
at first without begging, or trying to shake it out of 
her! Shit! He'd felt it bursting into her, his inflated, 
spongy cock-head reaming the soft, searing walls of her 
inner vagina and battering all the way up against her 
cervix! Still, she'd never made a sound or struggled to 
get it out of her! The luscious little bitch, she was 
something else!

Oh damn! She wouldn't cry out... she just wouldn't, 
Karen painfully vowed, determined to weather the 
shocking agony of his hugeness threatening to split wide 
the excruciatingly stretched channel between her 
widespread thighs! If-If his wife, Barb, could take all 
of him up inside her, so could she... and she'd never 
give her own husband, Steve, next to them the pleasure 
of hearing her wince in pain from another man's cock! 
But God... it was so big... and hard... hot and 
wonderful!

Bitch, Don thought in lustful amazement! Beautiful 
fucking bitch! He grasped her slender waist tighter just 
above the arch of her white, roundly curved hips and 
began to bounce her up and down on his loins, 
sadistically enjoying the sight of her voluptuously 
thrusting breasts jiggling and swaying erotically before 
him. He could hear her breathing increasing as he lifted 
his hips in rhythm to drive his heavily pulsating cock 
farther and farther up into the burning hole of her 
wetly clasping vagina to the far hidden depths of her 
soft little belly!

"Feel good, fucking into you like this, Baby?" he 
grunted up at her, the sight of her long blonde hair 
draped over her sloping shoulders, her dancing, pink-
nippled tits, the entire, mind-bending sight of her 
voluptuously curved young body as she began to ride his 
aching cock like a golden goddess, about to rip him 
apart!

"Ooohhh yesss... now it is... b-but at first... it 
hurt," Karen hissed, looking down at him in mounting, 
glazed eyed passion. At the same moment, she clenched 
her anal and vaginal muscles as tight together as she 
could, fucking up and down his long, thick cock with the 
wanton lewdness of a well trained whore. She could feel 
the heated fluid of her desire spilling from the walls 
of her inner cunt as it warmly bathed his hardness up 
inside her. She knew the pleasure she was bringing him 
from the slackened, lust-driven expression on his 
handsome face.

Christ, her hotly sucking little cunt was swallowing up 
every fraction of it with a tiny maddening massaging 
action that pulled right at the lining of his balls, Don 
lustfully realized. How right he'd been about her... it 
was no frigging wonder Steve couldn't take care of her!

She was a human fucking machine! Wait until some of the 
other husbands around the neighborhood got a taste of 
this! Hungrily, he reached up and clutched at her erect, 
hardened-nippled breasts, the yielding, softly resilient 
flesh oozing between his fingers like whitely flowing 
marshmallows as she ground her delicious, rounded ass-
cheeks up and down with a wildly growing frenzy! Fuck, 
her tightly locked little pussy was trying to eat him 
alive!

***

It wasn't that Steve was unaware of what else was taking 
place on the huge, arena-sized bed and only some two 
feet away from them; it was the incredible cock-training 
the gorgeous, naked creature beneath was giving him! 
That's what she'd called it when he'd tried to crawl 
away the first time he'd blown his balls in her. "Cock-
training, that's what you need, lover-boy, and that's 
what Barbie's going to give you! Now, you just get up 
over me and let that darling limp thing dangle into 
Barbara's mouth so she can suck it right back poker-
stiff! Then, we'll carry on with the lesson!"

Goddamn, he'd sat right on her soft, full tits, 
squashing them into her chest while he looked down and 
watched her lick and suck his cock until it was as hard 
as a sash-weight! Then, he'd climbed aboard again, 
fucking into her already cum-filled cunt with determined 
new vigor, bringing her to orgasm the first time in a 
matter of screaming minutes! Still, his own climax he 
was able to control and that was his secret, she'd said. 
"Just remember, my loveable cock-man, the first one for 
you doesn't count! Now don't stop, Barbie still wants 
more!"

His frigging back ached and they were both coated with 
perspiration, but Christ, he couldn't have stopped 
fucking her if his life depended on it! He had to cum 
again, release the now aching pressure building inside 
him! Even as he hammered into the insatiable cunt 
beneath him, he stole hateful glances at the 
unforgivable sight of Karen in her shameless nakedness, 
obscenely straddling Don Keller's cock with her pussy 
and fucking him like some two-bit slut! The bitch! He'd 
certainly never really known her! She was about as much 
of a puritan as a Tijuana whore! But he wasn't finished 
with her yet, damn her cock-eating little cunt!

"Come on, Honey, don't take your mind from your work!" 
Barbara gasped beneath him. "Fuck it harder... harder!"

Numbly, Steve responded, tearing his eyes from the 
agonizing sight of his own wife getting fucked shitless 
not two yards away, and concentrating on the unending 
task beneath him. It was as if nothing could stop her 
race for another orgasm, and Steve fucked like a demon 
between her widespread legs to help her attain it.

"Ahhh... good, Lover... good! Do more... more... shove 
your finger up my ass! Please... way up!" Barbara cried 
as he slipped his hands beneath the wildly pumping 
cheeks of her buttocks and cupped them tightly to him. 
He raised them higher off the bed, then reached to where 
his cock was jack-hammering into the raging, liquid 
depths of her cunt. He stretched the crevice of her ass 
wider, searching with the tip of his middle, vaginal 
juice dampened finger for her anus.

A tiny rivulet of warm moisture had coated the smooth, 
widespread cleft, moistening the tiny puckering hole. He 
pushed hard with the tip of it, feeling it give almost 
reluctantly, then suddenly the tight, elastic nether-
ring opened before his pressure and his finger popped 
smoothly up inside the, soft, rubbery channel, sliding 
in up to the first knuckle joint. Her voluptuous body 
jerked forward in under him and she gasped out her 
delight.

"Oh God... it hurts... but beautiful, Lover, beautiful! 
More... more!"

He thrust to the second joint, feeling her legs 
reflexively jerk out into the air on either side of his 
hips! "How's that feel, teacher?" he taunted.

"Damn... wonderful... wonderful! Wiggle it around inside 
my ass... and fuck my pussy harder with your cock, 
Lover!" she gasped, skewering her lush buttocks back 
onto his lewdly embedded finger until it was buried up 
inside all the way to the palm of his hand, and he began 
to jiggle it fiendishly, rotating it around deep up 
inside the fleshy hot depths of her greedily spasming 
rectum!

 ***

Satyr, having returned to his vantage point in the 
corner of the room, had lain watching the whitely 
writhing bodies on the big bed with a growing rage 
inside his powerful body. He had been completely 
neglected and forgotten, unnecessary to Karen or the 
pretty Barbara now that they had their own kind. He was 
meant to be used whenever they wanted him, but not while 
they had their male humans. Even though his own ruttish 
loins were fired with the natural need he had been 
trained for and that they had taken advantage of, he was 
still supposed to lay there quietly. He instinctively 
remembered the rope and a low growl rumbled angrily in 
his throat...

The sight of his mistress being pulled forward and down 
on top of the man called Don beneath her caused him to 
pick up his ears. Human gasps and moans registered in 
his keen ears, as did the potent aroma of their heated 
sexual secretions. But it was Karen's smoothly rounded 
young buttocks lifting high backup into the air behind 
her as she sprawled over the man face to face that 
intrigued, excited his animal passion. He could see the 
man's heavily hardened penis inserted half-way up inside 
the soft, curl-fringed folds of his mistress' wetly 
clinging love-crevice... and above that, the small 
puckered circle that formed her anal opening.

Both revenge and a warm, unexplainable feeling rushed 
through him as he got to his feet, slowly beginning to 
move toward the bed, sensing his hardened love-rod 
slipping intentionally from its furry concealment...

 ***

Karen rubbed her tinglingly swollen breasts over and 
over Don Keller's hard chest, lewdly licking his 
extended wet tongue as he clung to her, smoothing his 
hot hands up and down the fire-filled flesh of her 
excited body. 

His wonderful cock was still partially engulfed by her 
hotly steaming cunt, neither of them having reached 
sensual delivery as yet... and wanting to prolong it. 
God, how beautiful it was... he was... and that was not 
to take anything from Steve! How much better, more 
passionately, she could love him now than ever before... 
and he, her! She knew because she'd listened to his and 
Barb's limited words... knew that the sensual brunette 
had found his failing of cumming inside her too soon and 
corrected it. But she couldn't shun the fear within her 
that nothing could ever make what she was doing right 
inside Steve's mind again. His was a double standard. 
All the same, she loved him, probably always would and 
was ready to prove it... but not before this rapturous 
exercise was over.

Karen raised her head at the sudden movement of the bed, 
looking toward Steve and Barbara to see if he was 
suddenly coming at her! But he was a long ways from 
that, still fucking wildly and plunging his finger into 
Barb's eagerly upthrust rectum! Then, what was?

"Oh Satyr!" Karen tenderly breathed, twisting her head 
to see him behind her, then feeling his hot, loving 
tongue licking upward through the wide-spread crevice of 
her nakedly exposed buttocks. "No, Darling, you go back! 
Go back!" But, he didn't.

"Jesus Christ!" Don choked out, feeling the dog's tongue 
graze wetly over what was exposed of his sensitively 
aching cock. "What was that?"

"Satyr. It's the way I'm on top of you with my naked 
buttocks up in the air."

"You mean, when he sees a human female ass in the air he 
figures he has to take advantage of it?" Don questioned, 
looking up at her beautiful face in amazement.

"Something like that," she managed to groan through her 
still growing passion, "but don't blame him, my Aunt 
Janie is the one who must have taught him."

Don Keller couldn't hold back the roaring sensations of 
lust that suddenly sky-rocketed through him. He 
visualized it all in his mind before he ever raised to 
his elbows. "Lift your ass up higher, Karen! Go on, do 
it!" he said, reaching down and forcing her into the 
position with his big hands. Then: "Come on, Satyr boy! 
Crawl up on her butt! Let's double-fuck her together!"

At first, Karen's brow merely wrinkled in wonderment, 
then, when she felt Satyr's strong forepaws on her hips 
and the soft fur of his belly against her naked buttock 
cheeks, she knew that he'd mounted her! She could only 
imagine what happened next with the beautiful animal... 
his massive, scarlet cock slipping from its furry 
sheath, dangling and dancing somewhere close to her 
loins! But she was filled there... there wasn't any 
place... except!

"God, Don what are you going to let him do to me?" she 
choked as he caught at the hanging fullness of her 
swollen breasts and drew her down against him.

"Keep your ass up in the air, pussy-girl! We're going to 
have a real party!" Barbara's husband exclaimed in a 
lurid-toned voice. "If his cock and balls were good 
enough to lick, you shouldn't mind him in a little ass-
fuck, Baby!"

It was seconds before his shocking words registered. 
Karen made a furiously resentful struggle toward 
climbing off him and got no place. His powerful arms 
were too much. "Don... Don, my God! No, please... he has 
a huge penis! It'll tear me open back there!"

Don Keller couldn't restrain his sadistic laugh. "Baby," 
he said, "this may be the highlight of your sex life. 
But I assure you, he won't tear that little asshole, 
anymore than I split your beautiful, tight little cunt! 
It's all in your mind! Besides, looking at this animal-
guy, I don't believe anyone could change his mind. So, 
why don't you just get with it... think what a wild cum 
you're going to have with both of us fucking you at the 
same time!"

Steve saw and heard all that was happening to his 
helplessly held young wife, but couldn't tear himself 
from the pleasureful mesmerization of his brain-lusted 
fucking. He watched the goddamned German shepherd mount 
her from behind, his unbelievable cone-shaped cock 
thrust forward with no place for it to go but her sweet 
little asshole! He tried to concentrate on the obscene 
spectacle, but couldn't! His finger locked tightly up in 
Barb's rectum... his cock hammering into her cunt... her 
whimpering gasps up into his face... Christ, he had all 
he could handle!

"Oh... oh Don... Satyr!" Karen choked out, feeling the 
animal's searing hardness trailing through the wide-
spread crevice of her vulnerably cringing buttocks as 
her neighbor's husband, Don's, cock thrust paralyzingly 
up into her cunt from below! "Please... Darlings... 
don't hurt me... don't... don't!"

"Who's hurting you, Kitten?" Don lustfully whispered, 
increasing the speed of his upthrusting hardness into 
her, almost blinding her with its sensual pleasure. 
"Just hold tight... right there... he'll find it... or 
my name ain't..."

Satyr did! Karen sensed its beveled, needle-like tip 
catch in suddenly and worm just up inside the tiny 
dimple of her anal mouth! She sucked in her breath, but 
hardly in time! There were no gentle motions from Satyr, 
she remembered, as he humped forward again... and 
again... and again... his huge, hardened cock grinding 
into the tiny, vainly resisting mouth of her virginal 
little anal hole like an inhumanly driven stake!

A deep and angry growl from his powerful throat reached 
Karen as she felt the tapered length of his massive 
penis fiercely stretching the channel of her elastically 
yielding rectum, worming its way all the way up into the 
hot, rubbery depths to probe heavily at her very bowels!

"Aauugghh!" the shocked young housewife uncontrollably 
gurgled to his inhuman impalement, her head flailing 
helplessly from the stabbing pain screeching through her 
naked, defenseless body! Lurching, she desperately tried 
to shake the piercing lance of hardness from her 
obscenely expanded nether hole, but her neighbor, Don's 
sadistically clutching hands at her waist, along with 
the dog, Satyr's, own tightly gripping forepaws, made 
that impossible! Again, the anger of the German 
shepherd's deep growl filled her ears, until at last it 
dawned on Karen that there was nothing to do but endure 
it... both of them, dog and man, fucking into both her 
forever stretched genital passages at the same time!

From the beginning, along with her own pain-filled 
babbling from their dual fucking, Karen heard both Don's 
lustful grunts and Satyr's growls become deep-chested 
whimpers, as they both humped with spine-shattering 
rhythm up into the intimate confines of her lewdly 
expanded vaginal and rectal channels! Only the intensive 
flames of passion which Don's earlier fucking had set 
wildly aglow in the hearth of her hotly raging belly 
made it all bearable! 

And then, the pain began to lessen to a hurtful blend of 
weird stimulation! She felt wetly saturated over the 
entire area of her helplessly exposed buttocks and 
loins, a new sensation of erotic mania creeping over her 
at the thought of being fucked by a man she'd only known 
for two weeks, while her own aunt's pet German shepherd 
sodomized her from behind!

Karen felt her animal-lover's burning, cone-shaped 
hardness rapidly fucking into her back there, pushing 
the spongy, resilient flesh of her widely stretching 
anal channel before it in soft, rubbery waves as it 
plunged again and again all the way up into the hotly 
constricting depths of her innocent belly! 

With a vengeance, it ground into the warm naked softness 
between her lewdly upturned buttocks, his bloated 
animal-balls slapping hard against the flushed, cock-
stuffed lips of her pussy below! She was absolutely 
impaled to the hilt on ravishing, blood-swollen cock, 
masochistic sensations at the thought of her helplessly 
kneeling body being so lewdly used beginning to charge 
through her!

Moaning and whimpering in a crazed, intensely building 
passion, Karen tried to move with their human-animal 
tempo, wishing there was some way she could look back up 
between her wide-split thighs and watch their lust-
swollen cocks vanishing up inside her searing, wet 
holes, but she could only mentally visualize, the mere 
thought of their luridly unnatural coupling adding to 
the sensations filling her slaving young body! 

She saw her ripe full breasts dancing beneath her, their 
tiny hardened nipples occasionally grazing her 
neighbor's husband's chest, while her flaxen-blonde hair 
flailed wildly in the air as she tossed her head from 
side to side. Yes, yes... their huge cocks were 
growing... ever growing inside the wetly inflamed 
passages leading up into her helplessly quivering belly!

"Ooohhh! Ooohhh, sweet lovers! Yesss, fuck me! Fill me 
with your hard cocks!" the lust-charged Karen 
frantically begged!

The utterly obscene troilism furiously raging on the bed 
beside them was the final prod to carry Barbara toward 
the edge of the sensual, magic carpet she'd been 
erotically floating on. While Steve heroically fucked 
with his new-born cock and delighting finger into her 
omnivorously inflamed cuntal and rectal passages, she 
twisted her head to watch... unaware that Karen's 
husband, slaving over her, was watching also, but 
through incredulous, tear-filled eyes of confused 
jealousy!

He was- watching Don's big, thick cock fucking with fury 
up into the pink wetness of his wife's insanely 
squirming, blonde-haired cunt, while her goddamned Aunt 
Jane's dog pistoned in and out of her unbelievably 
stretched asshole like a battering ram! Keller looked as 
if he were going to blow his frigging lid... lifting 
right off the bed with his every upthrust, raising the 
lewdly spread mounds of Karen's naked ass up to the lewd 
in and out fuckings of the rhythmically humping German 
shepherd! 

Christ! In-and-out, the relentless animal-cock 
drubbed... in and out of her vulnerable little asshole 
with long savage strokes, the two of them buffeting her 
like a life-sized, flesh colored rubber doll back and 
forth between them! Goddamn... and she looked as if she 
were loving it!

Barbara covetously stared at the pair of glistening hard 
cocks racing slippery into her lovely younger neighbor's 
grotesquely expanded rectum and cunt mouths. The sight 
of the frayed pink edges of her inner cunt folds 
clinging tightly to her husband, Don's, heavy-veined 
cock on the down-stroke, then disappearing back up 
inside again when he thrust up between her full, white 
thighs salaciously fascinated her! But even more lewdly 
firing was that of Satyr's thickly glistening hardness 
wetly sucking back out of her asshole, sucking the tight 
coral ridges of her clasping, soft rectal flesh out with 
it to also fluidly vanish back up inside again when the 
handsome animal lunged back into her! Damn... oh damn!

"Now, Steve lover! Oh god NOW! Barbara's cuummiinnggg!" 
the thrashing, dark-haired young housewife began to 
wail, bucking her convulsing naked loins up onto his 
hammering length of throbbing cock in a wild frenzied 
passion. "Ooooohhh FUCK YES! I'mmm cummiinnggg... 
cuuummiinnggg... agghheeee!"

Steve held himself back, determined not to and knowing 
the secret now! He pounded into the gasping, shuddering 
beauty beneath him as suddenly she locked her ankles in 
a death-like grip up over his arduously laboring back. 
Her arms hugged his neck, her open mouth smashing 
against his, her tremoring body arching upward as she 
clung tightly to him! She stopped moving, only hung 
there, quivering and jerking around him in a pulsating 
rhythm that spilled her orgiastic fluids out around his 
still straining cock, down the widespread crevice of her 
wide-split ass-cheeks to soak his balls as they wedged 
hard against her tiny, hotly spasming asshole...

And then, she fell away from him, her full, white 
breasts heaving as she sprawled back lifelessly to stare 
and pant up at him. "Oh... oh Lover... let's rest 
awhile... you learn too fast!"

But Steve had no intentions of resting! He wasn't 
finished yet, and his throbbing, stone-hard cock was 
aching like a swollenly inflamed tooth! His brain 
whirled in a ginned-haze of vindictive bitterness at the 
sight of the wife he'd loved so much wantonly giving her 
naked beauty to the obscene combination fucking into 
her! Willingly, wantingly, whorishly giving her... his, 
yes his, precious curves of white loveliness like a 
fucking bitch-slut! Damn her... damn her!

Tears filled Steve's half-drunken eyes as he kneed up in 
front of Karen's closed-eyed face, right above Don 
Keller's slackened one. He caught his hand cruelly in 
her long blonde hair, winding it before he jerked her 
head upward until she was looking at him with startled, 
gaping blue-eyes!

"Suck it, you cunt!" he spat between clenched teeth. 
"Lick the cum and Barb's pussy juice off it first... 
then suck it right down your damned little whorish 
throat! I'm going to blow my nuts in your mouth until 
you choke on my jism!" Karen groaned, but not from the 
sight of him or what he'd ordered her to do... not even 
from the pain his hand was brutally causing. It was the 
hateful expression on his face and in his voice which 
tore at her heart! She saw the tears in his eyes and 
knew that she loved him more than anything in the 
world... but could she ever make him believe that again? 
Oh God, she could try... and right then, at that very 
moment! It might be her last chance ever!

The sight of his familiar, long thick cock, even covered 
with its glistening coat of wetness from his and their 
neighbor, Barbara's, fucking, fired an unknown, loving 
desire feverishly within her! She felt herself 
impassionedly squirming her vagina and rectum back onto 
Satyr's tapered, thick hardness, then downward onto 
Don's rigidly pulsating rod of cock-flesh, increased 
sensations of masochistic love boiling in her steaming 
belly!

Steve painfully jerked her head forward toward his wetly 
thrusting cock and she curled her fingers around its 
viscid wetness, sliding them back along the hardened 
flesh to circle its base and cup his sperm-inflated 
balls! Unhesitantly, she began to lick it as he'd 
ordered, the spicy masculine taste of his cum and 
Barbara's vaginal secretions inciting her all the more! 
She licked and licked, feeling her husband's lewd pelvic 
jerking motions to her wetly caressing tongue, at the 
same time, undulating her nakedly inflamed loins on the 
pleasure-bringing cocks maddeningly fucking up between 
her wide-split young thighs!

"Suck it! Suck it! Christ... suck it, Karen!" Steve 
shudderingly choked, the tremor in his voice causing her 
heart to pound. Her eyes ardently gleamed, she knew, as 
she slipped her eager mouth over the hot, bulbous head 
and worked her curling tongue along the thick, sinewy 
length of it, until her mouth was completely filled with 
her own loving husband's hotly pulsating cock! 
Passionately, she locked her soft lips around it, moving 
her head back and forth several times until Steve, 
himself, began to move his loins and fuck lewdly into 
her face as though it were a second cunt! She nearly 
gagged when he shoved it all the way to the back of her 
throat, then down, almost its entire length disappearing 
between her ovally clasping lips!

Voraciously, Karen began to suck... suck to win him 
back! Thank God, she'd never really done it before with 
her mouth to anyone... or anything! He, her lover-
husband, was the first and she was going to revel in it! 
Her cheeks hollowed and bloated as she worked her head 
back and forth in counter rhythm to his thrusts, her 
tongue excitedly exploring every ridge and wrinkle of 
his feverishly thick rod. Her soft hand cupped and 
cradled his heavy, cum-filled balls with heart-felt 
affection, while simultaneously she heaved her dual, 
flame-seared passages back and down in a matching 
cadence onto the ever-growing cocks razing into her from 
beneath and behind!

Goddamn, Don Keller inwardly gasped! This was no doubt 
the hottest fuck show he'd been a part of in some 
time... maybe ever! She, this gorgeous piece of woman, 
was everything, and then some, he could ever imagine! 
Christ, greedily her milking little cunt was about to 
sap his screaming balls dry. 

The pistoning dog-cock racing up her ass-channel only a 
thin membrane away from his own solid hardness was about 
to drive him ape with its incessantly pressuring heat 
against the length of his blood-pounding cock-flesh! And 
if that wasn't enough to dissolve his nuts, along with 
her beautiful white tits swaying lushly over him, 
sucking his cum-covered cock! Shit... any minute... any 
minute now!

If he had been angry and sad in the beginning, those 
feelings had long since left the panting German 
shepherd. Though their human vaginas had always pleased 
Satyr, the tiny little nether-holes nestled up between 
their curved white ass-cheeks he would seek out from now 
on.

 The tight heat of it clutching at his lustfully 
stiffened rod was a new wonder no human female had ever 
trained him to. He had discovered it by himself, and a 
proudness filled his broad thick animal chest, as well 
as revived love for his mistress who was giving herself 
ruttishly to it.

His strong hind-legs had begun to tremble beneath him in 
his humping position, but with the familiar burning 
searing through his loins, he would not remain in it 
much longer. Then, a movement to his right immediately 
caught his keen eye and he saw the pretty Barbara 
crawling closer until she was laying on her back beside 
them, her hand reaching out to clutch his mistress' 
hanging breasts. Now, all were around his Karen, but 
only he had the fiery love of her tiny, tightly clinging 
nether-hole...

God, what did it really, really taste like... their 
squirting cum... when it shot into your mouth... that 
thick, white fluid... jism! sperm! cum! Karen's brain 
frantically swam in the sea of her lust-filled love! 
Hot? Yes, yes! It had to be mentally scalding, bursting 
from the inferno of his precious balls! And it would be 
tangy... acidy, maybe... but sweet and delicious!

Shit, he loved her, Steve insanely reasoned! He'd always 
love her! She could fuck the whole U.S. Army and suck 
off the Marine Corp! He'd still love her! Christ, the 
way she was sucking him... taking it right down into her 
throat! He'd eat her cunt and she'd suck his cock... 
maybe later tonight they'd do it! And then, he'd fuck 
her for twenty-four hours straight... he knew now... 
until she'd cum so many times she'd want to suck him for 
breakfast! Christ, he loved her... and Barb, what she'd 
taught him! She... Don, they were real friends... and 
that goddamned dog, Satyr... what a wild helpmate he was 
going to make... and maybe Aunt Janie right along with 
him!

Karen wanted it so badly... wanted her wonderful 
husband's raging cum shooting hotly into her mouth... to 
swallow his seething, love-filled jism and feel it 
dribbling down her throat... filling her convulsing 
belly just as Don's and Satyr's huge cocks pummeling 
into her boiling cunt and ass-channels were going to 
burningly flood into her in a few moments time! 

All together, they'd drown her in their male scalding 
sperm... and she would cum like an erupting volcano! Oh 
God ... beautiful Barbara was caressing her tits... 
pulling at their hardened, tingling nipples, actually 
milking them! Ooohh yesss... any minute now! Ooohhh... 
if only they'd all cum in her at the same time!

Though yet not that familiar with it, Karen sensed the 
oncoming climax of her lover-husband, and began to suck 
with increased fervor on his beautiful hardness as it 
abruptly swelled and pulsated in the wet, fervent cavern 
of her mouth! She heard his pleading moans and wildly 
tongued and sucked at it, sensing the tremor ripple over 
his naked body, his hands gently caressing her head and 
face as the first squirt of his cum ragingly shot into 
her mouth!

Karen clutched at his ass-cheeks, forcing his spewing 
cock deep into her throat in her frantic love for him, 
sensing it spurting in unending streams of thick creamy 
liquid that was everything she'd expected and wanted! It 
deluged her and she was unable to swallow it all away, 
her cheeks bloating and contracting as she continued to 
swallow in thick gulps to keep from choking on the 
incessant, heaven-sent gushes jetting from his husbandly 
loins! Hungrily, she drank it, clasping her wet lips 
around his frenziedly ejaculating cock, determined not 
to lose the tiniest drop of his treasured, love-filled 
cum!

Then Satyr whimperingly growled from behind her! 
Passionately, Karen whined in her cooing tones for him 
around the deflating hardness of her Steve's cock, 
abruptly feeling the bullet-like shots of the dog's 
boiling sperm shooting far up into her rectum! 
Reluctantly, her sucking lips released Steve's wilting, 
drained hardness, strings of his loving, white cum 
covering her whitely glistening lips and chin as she 
cried out in sudden, lust-filled abandon!

"Aaauugghhh, fuck me... fuck me hard! Ooohhh god... I 
can feel both of your cocks so good inside me! 
Aaahhiieee, faster... faster!" Karen cried as Steve 
slumped back to watch... until it happened! "Now, NOW! 
I-I'm cuummiinngggg!"

Once more, Karen felt Satyr's scorching squirts of 
animal-cum flooding her rectum and bowels as though he 
were urinating up inside her belly, while enchanting 
spasms of pleasureful joy rocketed through her insanely 
convulsing loins. She could feel every contraction of 
his long, thick cock rifling its load of seething 
animal-sperm deep up into her greedily clenching and 
milking ass! 

Don gasped, swearing obscenely as she plunged her 
flaming cunt down onto his towering, throbbing hardness, 
her gasping breaths heaving from her lungs! She held his 
cock completely absorbed inside her hungrily clutching 
cunt-channel, wildly undulating her naked hips in 
furious little circles while his huge, pumping hardness 
began spitting out, too, its thick jets of fiery semen 
far up into the hidden recesses of her wonderously 
absorbing belly!

She held it fast with the avidly working muscles of her 
inner-cunt walls sucking and pulling at it, her own 
orgasmic secretions puddling with his, an almost 
maddening convulsion of enchantment suddenly enveloping 
the wildly screaming, blonde haired young wife!

 ***

There was more that night... the night the young Steve 
Smiths became bona fide members of the close circle of 
couples which Don and Barbara Keller avidly promoted. 
Although only the four of them, along with the fifth 
presence of Satyr, occupied the huge round bed Barbara 
had specifically designed, no greater passions, or 
combinations was that specially designed mattress ever 
to know!

It was during a lull in festivities over sandwiches, 
coffee and liquors that the question of Satyr, who 
rewardedly did away with the last morsel of steak, 
became a topic of foremost interest. How were they going 
to wheedle him away from Aunt Janie? Christ, they 
certainly couldn't let a marvel like him get out of 
their grasp!

Not that the handsome German shepherd knew exactly what 
they were discussing, but Karen had the feeling he was 
not totally blank to it all, and to her the proof came 
at the Friday night pool-party.

Insanely involved with her own... their own... re-
discovered love, she'd paid little more than caring 
attention to the loving animal the past few days. Steve 
had insisted they save him for the party... and not to 
cheat. It was kind of a joke between them, now, her 
making love with Satyr, but the thought was never too 
far from her mind even though she kept her promise. No 
loving with Satyr unless Steve was there... and God, 
those few times!

But it was the pool-party that really did it. Linda 
Farnum brought her female boxer, and while Don spiked 
them all with a continuous flow of sexy films, the pair 
of animals cavorted in the kitchen. Still, the topless 
young wives and the swollen-cocked mates they had paired 
off with, lounged, drank, and played promising games 
together, unaware of the sensual animal-love going on in 
the kitchen.

Not until Barbara invaded their little rendezvous for a 
bucket of ice did they learn. "Hey! Hey, you guys! Come 
look... look at this!"

Karen was one of the first, her hand caressing that of 
the young husband fondling her naked breast. She drew 
her partner beyond the doorway so that the others could 
see.

"Well?" she said, "so, they're making love!" Which was 
exactly what they were doing, Satyr mounting the female 
dog, Fonda, in the conventional fashion of animals. "To 
each his own, Barb darling!"

"Almost, baby... but look closer! That devil's got it 
shoved right up her ass!"

The End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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