16. Story of Zoo Sex

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 6

December 8, 2017August 10, 2024 ADMIN

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 6
It was late when the three men arrived at the hunting lodge. They shared a pint of
whiskey in the lounge, then each went off to his own room.
Jack Banyon was awakened by a soft rapping at his door. "What is it?" he demanded
gruffly.
"It’s the maid, sir. I was wondering if it was all right if I started cleaning up now.
"I’m still in bed, for chrissakes."
The young female voice sounded disappointed. "All right, sir. I’ll come back later."
Jack had a hunch. "Hold it. Come in here for a minute."
A key turned in his lock and a voluptuous young blonde let herself into the room. She
stood shyly by the door, though her blue eyes assessed the man boldly.
Jack grinned. He had noticed this young woman last night, in the lounge. She’d been
dressed in casual slacks and sweater then. He hadn’t realized she worked here. Her lush
body straining against her tight-fitting clothes had had at least half his attention during
the time he’d spent in the lounge with his buddies. It seemed a happy stroke of fate had
brought her to his very bed this morning.
"Am I interfering with your schedule?" he asked.
The gleam in her eyes told him this girl had had more experience than she was letting
on. "I like to get my work done as early as possible. But we’re not supposed to bother
the paying guests."
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"Don’t worry, honey. You’re not hassling me." He noticed her eyes following his naked
body with interest as he sat up in bed and reached for his cigarettes. He held the sheet
carelessly over his loins while he lit up. "Why don’t you start cleaning up in the
bathroom? I’ll be out of here in a few minutes." He assessed her reaction through the
thin curl of his cigarette smoke. She was interested, no doubt about that.
"If you’re sure, sir."
"I’m sure."
"Thank you." Her pretense of shyness seemed to disappear as she walked easily toward
the bathroom. Her youthful, rounded hips swayed provocatively. Even through the
shapeless white skirt of her uniform, they looked damned good to fuck.
He smoked his cigarette slowly, relishing the knowledge that he could take his time,
that she would be ready. He could hear her humming to herself as she ran the faucets
in the bathroom. Jack was glad he had decided to accompany his friends on their
hunting trip. He couldn’t care less about stalking game in the woods. At the moment,
his sole interest was the kind of quarry that scrubbed out hotel rooms early in the
morning.
At last he stubbed out his cigarette and stood up. He was naked. His cock protruded
long and menacing from his loins. It had been throbbing right from the first moments
of her entrance. With the self-confidence born from long experience, Jack had been able
to spot the kind of girl who was ripe for adventures.
He walked into the bathroom and found her kneeling on the bathmat, scrubbing the
tub. She was unaware of his entrance. He knelt behind her and stroked lightly over her
skimpily covered legs. The soft feel of her flesh through the light shiny material of her
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uniform made his cock lurch lustily. It brushed ever so slightly against her upturned
buttocks.
Though he was sure she was aware of his presence, she did not turn around. She did
wave her hips, though, giving him a salacious go-ahead. She continued to scrub the tub,
less energetically now. He could tell she was waiting.
Grinning at her sly response, he began to slip her skirt up over her hips. To his shock
and delight, he found that she wore no panties underneath. It seemed a risky way to go
around doing housework. Undoubtedly he had not been the first man to discover her
tantalizing secret.
His fingers caressed the round swelling cheeks of her ass. She looked over her shoulder
and grinned at him. "You late-risers are all the same," she murmured.
"Late-riser, fuck. You realize it’s only a quarter to seven?"
"That’s late for a hunter."
"But early for a chambermaid."
She was responding lewdly to his lusty caresses. "Well, I have to admi… I hit your room
first. I saw you looking at me m the lounge last night. So naturally I checked out your
room number."
"You’re a smart girl."
"This isn’t much of a job. I have to seek my compensations where I can find them.
You’re a good-looking guy."
He ogled the creamy ass-flesh under his fingertips. "You’re a good-looking girl.
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Beautiful, in fact."
She giggled. "Well don’t go asking me what a beautiful girl like me’s doing in a place
like this. The answer is boring."
"Like what?"
"Like my old man’s one of the guides here. He gets his on the trail. I get mine back
home."
"I didn’t know many women came to this lodge."
"I told you it was a boring story. Now why don’t we quit talking and screw?"
Jack couldn’t find any fault in a response like that. Though he was sure the pretty
chambermaid was no more than twenty, at the very most, she was wise in the ways of
the world. And she sure as hell knew what her pussy was for, if her old man didn’t.
Jack slipped his turgid cock in along the crevice of her ass and slid it back and forth.
She squirmed back against him and moaned softly. Her sponge had fallen useless into
the tub now. She clung to the side in lusty expectation of that hard cock probing
against her naked ass.
"Mmmmm, that’s a nice one. I can tell just by the way the head rubs against me. It’s
going to feel good up in my pussy."
The unpretentious sexuality of this young beauty was turning Jack on like he hadn’t
been turned on in some time. He stuck a finger up inside her juicy cunt and relished
the tight spasming caress of her internal muscles. He coated his cock-head liberally with
her moisture. Then he parted her cheeks so he could eyeball her pink, hair-fringed hole.
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"That sure is a pretty pussy, baby. I’m going to enjoy this."
Bending over a tub, waiting for a stranger to impale her on his cock, made the young
woman quiver with passion. She lurched backward against his cock, trying to trap it up
inside her eager twat. The firm caress of his fingers holding her ass-cheeks made her
hungry for more of his loving. "Stick it in me, baby. Oooohh, I want it so bad!"
"Me too!" Unable to wait another moment, he shoved his lubricated prick deep into her
cunt. The rippling grasp of her pussy-muscles made him grunt with erotic haste. He
pulled out, until just his cock-head was still buried in her hole. Then he shoved deep up
inside once again. It was a bold, primitive rhythm, lacking in finesse, but it was what
they both wanted right now.
"Uuuuuhhhh! Jee-zuz!" She had buried her head in her arms. She concentrated on the
powerful strokes surging in and out of her cunt. Little fiery pangs of splendid passion
darted throughout her half-naked body, making her tremble and moan with abandon.
"Mmm, you really know how to use that big sweet cock of yours, daddy! Do it! Screw
me! Screw me!"
"Fuck, woman!" She was no longer a girl in his eyes now. She was a woman! No
creature who could squeeze and flutter her pussy like that was anything less than one
hundred per cent woman. "That is one beautiful tight twat you’ve got there! Man, I
don’t know when my cock’s ever been treated like this!"
All along the length of his soaring cock, tantalizing nibbles of hot flesh urged him to
mounting lust. Her pussy opened and closed over him repeatedly, milking his
throbbing shaft. As he became more and more obsessed with the contagious sexuality of
the blonde, his fingers dug into her shapely ass-flesh… his cock assaulted her cunt with
greater force and passion.
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He was pleased with himself. This was one hell of a way to start the day. Wouldn’t the
boys be jealous if they knew!
Soon the boys and their jealousy became unimportant. He stroked his cock deep into
the cunt before him with growing speed and abandon. He could feel the load bubbling
in his balls, aching for release. Once he had blown his wad into this pretty, talented
cunt, he would be ready to face lions today. This girl made him feel like a real, rutting
male.
"Do it to me! Oh God!" she wailed. "It’s good! So damned good!"
"Oh yeah, baby! Oh yeah! Jee-zuz, you’re hot!"
In a moment, he knew why. "I’m coming!" he yelped.
As soon as he knew she had let go, he relaxed the iron grip he had held on himself. His
thick heated load surged from his cock, filled her belly with roiling semen. "Uuuhh! It’s
good coming in you, baby!"
When at last he pulled his cock from her sated cunt, a thin trail of cum followed him.
"You’re sensational, baby. I hope I’ll be seeing more of you while I’m here."
She struggled to her feet and rearranged her uniform. "Try and stop me." She grinned
up at him.
He patted her on the ass and led her to the door. "Why don’t you bring us both up
some breakfast, and we can talk a little."
She drank coffee while she watched him plow through a heaping plateful of ham,
bacon, eggs and pancakes. "I like a man with a big appetite… for everything."
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"You’re looking at the right man."
"What does your wife think of your lusty appetites?" She enjoyed the look of surprise
on his face.
"How did you know I was married?"
She was letting him know, if he didn’t already, that she was in control of what
happened to her. "You can always tell, baby. Don’t ever forget that. It’s written on your
forehead just as indelibly as your eyebrows."
"Hey… that’s heavy." He chuckled. "And I thought if anyone knew how to play the cool
guy, it was me."
"You’re pretty cool, but you’re still married."
"My wife knows how I am. She doesn’t mind." The jaded grin looked unnatural on her
young, un-lined face. "Yeah… they never do."
He was going to show her. "Look, baby. My wife’s different. She’s got her own thing."
"Good for her. Like what?"
He had never told anyone, but he felt in this case it wouldn’t hurt. The two women
would never meet. "She likes to get it on with dogs."
"Oh yeah? So do I."
Jack was speechless. He had thought his wife was unique. He had steered clear of her
perversion, had never even watched her with Jet. He was afraid he wouldn’t be able to
handle it. But the thought of watching this young, sexy blonde screwing a dog turned
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him on. He wasn’t involved with the chambermaid. "Wow… how about letting me
watch?"
She giggled. "Sure. It would be a turn-on for me too, to have somebody watch me. I’ll
set it up. Guess I better get back to work now."
"Hey! What’s your name?"
She peeked back around the doorframe. "Dorie. See you later."

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16. Story of Zoo Sex

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 5

December 7, 2017June 12, 2024 ADMIN

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 5
The women spent the rest of the day lying round, talking, smoking, making love. When
it came time to eat dinner, Mona insisted upon driving down to the local deli to pick up
a pizza. She said she wanted to do it for Ellen, kiddingly remarking that she looked too
exhausted to lift a fork, let alone go anywhere.
Ellen willingly gave her friend the keys to her stationwagon. If forced to, she could have
mustered up the strength to go out. But she had something else in mind.
Making love to Mona all day had been an intensely stimulating, rewarding experience.
But it seemed the more Ellen got, the more she wanted. She was anxious to feel Jet’s
hard thick cock penetrating her pussy. But she didn’t dare do it in front of Mona. By
the time Mona waited for the pizza to be cooked and drove there and back, Ellen could
have a good session with Jet securely under her belt.
She accompanied her girl friend to the kitchen door that led into the garage. As soon as
she opened it, the big German shepherd came bounding inside.
"Poor baby!" Moan laughed. "I guess I’ve been keeping you away from him too long.
He looked starved for company."
"Well, we’ll keep each other company while you’re gone, darling. I really appreciate
this, Mona. See you soon."
They kissed a brief farewell. Ellen waited until she heard the car pull out of the
driveway before she led Jet into the bedroom. Fucking in the living room seemed just a
little too daring, with her friend expected back. An extra door between her and
discovery would give her an added margin of safety. She pushed the door shut, but did
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not notice that it failed to latch and swung open a little way.
The redhead’s thighs still felt sticky from her day’s lovemaking as she knelt on the
bedroom rug, naked, and waved her ass at the excited dog. Jet had been receiving little
attention since Mona’s arrival and he responded eagerly to Ellen’s advances.
He moved in on her waving buttocks and licked hungrily over her lewdly exposed cunt.
Ellen moaned and tilted her ass higher to give the dog better access to her pussy. She
mewled with delight when his tongue found her cunt-hole and teased it unmercifully.
"Ooooohhh, Je… that’s the way, darling! Are you getting horny for me? Did you miss
your mama the last couple of days?"
The dumb animal licked with renewed enthusiasm over her pussy and asshole. He
growled softly. Ellen looked back over her shoulder and grinned at the sight of his
swollen cock protruding red and tapered from his sheath.
"That’a boy, Jet darling! Now… up, boy, up! Ooooohh, Je… fuck meeeee!" To the
woman’s surprise, the dog managed to find her cunt on his first try. His pointed cock-
head soared deep into her welcoming twat. Without pausing an instant on full
penetration, he began to ram his turgid cudgel in and out of her cunt with determined
speed and intensity. "Uuuuuuhhhh… jeez, Je… that’s awfully… uuuuuhhh… good!"
Impaled once again on her big pet’s cock, Ellen smiled in relief. Making love to Mona
was wonderful, but she had hungered for something hard and relentless filling her
responsive cunt. For just a little while now, she would allow herself the luxury of
writhing shamelessly back against her dog’s loins, taking his cock deep inside her belly.
When Mona came back, it would be just their little secre… hers and Jet’s.
Her white round ass ground hungrily backward, as though trying to suck the dog’s
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prick up inside. "Fuck me, Jet! Ooooohh, yess… fuck me!" Her mind began to spin its
lurid fantasies of how she was the abject slave of this powerful dog, kneeling before him
to give him his pleasure… sacrificing her naked ass to his bestial lust.
Far from envisioning a fairy story, Mona at this moment found herself confronting
something much closer to a tale of horror. She was kneeling outside the bedroom door,
watching her girl friend kneeling on the rug, fucking her pet dog. It was incredible!
Mona had to pinch herself and blink and blink again to be sure she was not dreaming
some awful dream. But it was true.
She had come back into the house to fetch her wallet, and she had found her best
friend fucking her dog with oblivious relish. Truth was indeed wilder than fiction.
For the first few moments, the blonde had to hold her hand over her mouth to keep
from crying aloud. She wanted to run in there and stop them, to convince Ellen that
she must stop humiliating herself, sacrificing herself to this bestial ritual. But the longer
she watched, the more she began to wonder what it was that was bringing that look of
ecstasy to her friend’s face. More than the fact of the dog’s cock, what fantasy had Ellen
built up in her mind to derive so much pleasure from this depraved coupling?
The more Mona thought about it, the more excited she became. Little hot flashes of
arousal flared from her tingling pussy. The sensual awakening she had been
experiencing all day had left her receptive to ideas of broader experimentation. Closer
now to awareness of her own sexuality with what could turn people on.
The couple of drinks she’d had this afternoon helped to unshackle her inhibitions. She
began to imagine the sensations of that hard red prick stabbing into wet pussy-flesh.
She toyed with the kind ofmental images Ellen must be entertaining right now. The
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loud lewd cries that sprang tirelessly from her redhead’s lips helped give her a clearer
idea of the workings of Ellen’s mind.
"Oooooohhhhh… you luck me so good, baby! I love having your big red cock in me! I
love it! You’re so good to me, Jet darling!"
She really likes it, Mona thought as she watched, fascinated by the bright red cock
slipping in and out of the wet pussy. Her own cunt began to grow damp with her lust.
It was almost as though she could imagine what it was like now… as though she could
feel the dog-cock reaming her cunt wide. Too preoccupied to be shocked by her own
perversion, she watched wide-eyed with wonder as Ellen’s whole body trembled out its
orgasm.
"Oh, God, Jet! You’re making me come, doggie darling! Oh shit, you’re doing it to me
so good! Hurry up! Give me some more before Mona comes back!"
The watching blonde started at the unexpectedmention of her own name. She felt a
passing pang of guilt about spying on her friend like this. But then, her friend was
being a little underhanded herself.
Her jaw dropped open in amazement as a long drip of spittle splashed from the dog’s
tongue onto the woman’s back. Disgusting as she would have found the sight under
usual circumstances, Mona now felt a new sensation. She reached down just to pat her
cunt through her dress, to quell the aching there. But within moments, she found
herself with her skirt up to her waist while her fingers delved into her panties and
stroked her clit. As her clit became more and more engorged with blood, she had to
bite her lip to keep from moaning.
Completely unaware of her audience in the hallway, Ellen ground her ass tirelessly back
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against her dog’s loins. She savored every hard filling stroke of the dog’s cock as it
drove its way deep into her craving pussy. She closed her eyes and imagined how she
must look, kneeling depravedly in front of a big animal, wailing with passionate ecstasy.
"Uuuuuhhh…" Her lips wore an unnatural smile. "My pussy’s so hot, so wide open."
Hearing her friend referring to her pussy reminded Mona of how it had felt and tasted
just a couple of hours ago. She wondered if Ellen had been thinking then about finding
a chance to fuck the dog later. The idea excited her. It was so lewd. Ellen’s greedy
sexuality impressed the younger woman. Because Ellen, her new woman lover, was
doing this thing, Mona felt moved to consider doing it herself some time… just to see
what it was like.
Never before in her life had she even imagined that women would do things like this.
Now she found herself playing with the idea herself, at the inspiration of her
unknowing, sexy girl friend. For one brief instant, she reflected with amazement on
how great a change just a couple of days away from her husband had brought. She
blushed, then she grinned. She couldn’t be all that weird. After all, Ellen was doing
already far more than Mona had ever even attempted.
Mona stabbed a finger deep into her cunt and began to work it back and forth in time
to the dog’s cock stroking into Ellen’s pussy. She thrust her own ass a little higher in
the air, in imitation of the way Ellen was lurching back at the animal’s lusty thrusts.
Her eyes grew heavy with arousal as her body grew weaker and weaker. Her twat felt
like it was on the verge of exploding. She stroked harder, faster, as Jet did likewise. By
the look on Ellen’s face, it was apparent the redhead was feeling just as abandoned as
she was.
For long minutes, the orgy continued, with Ellen fucking her dog wildly in the
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bedroom, and Mona stroking her own pussy in the hall. The harder the dog rammed
his prick into Ellen’s cunt, the more feverishly the woman humped back. She could feel
him getting even harder. Obviously, he was getting ready to blow his wad. The thought
made the redhead weak with arousal.
"Oh, yeah, Jet! Do it, darling! Fill my pussy with your sweet cum!"
Mona’s mouth gaped open as she waited for the lusty moment when the dog would
squirt her girl friend full of cum. It seemed to her the long red prick was getting even
bigger as it flew in and out of Ellen’s pussy. It was just like a man’s, she though…
getting extra hard before he was ready to come.
"Uuuuuhhhh! Ooooohhh… it’s good in meee! Fill me, lover!" Ellen could feel the thick
dog-juices overflowing her pussy. The sensation caused her heated twat to spasm once
again in delicious orgasm. "Fuck, me too! I’m coming too, Jet!"
The lascivious sight drove Mona over the top. She stuffed her finger far into her twat
and held it there while the rush of orgasm swept through her. As she struggled to
regain her breath, she marveled at the obscene event that had just made her enjoy her
most intense orgasm of the day. She was beginning to understand why she had
instinctively mistrusted her sexuality with her husband. It seemed that her lust was a
Pandora’s Box. Once opened, it was releasing all kinds of dark and unworldly fantasies
and misdeeds.
Anxious now to accomplish the mission she had been sent out on, Mona found her
wallet and headed for the deli. She hoped none of her agitation showed as she and Ellen
sat and ate pizza together. To Mona, there was an almost humorous irony to the fact
that they were talking about slip covers when something far more tantalizing was on
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both their minds.
As they drifted into sleep that night, the two women relived their memories of what
they had done that day. Mona wondered what it would be like to participate in the
ultimate depravity of bestiality.

16. Story of Zoo Sex

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 4

December 6, 2017June 29, 2024 ADMIN

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 4
It was close to noon when the women awoke. Their awakening was almost
simultaneous. They sought the warm shelter of one another’s arms to reassure
themselves that what they remembered had really happened… and, for Mona, that it
was all right.
The blonde felt somewhat shaken by the memory of her intense abandon, her soaring
climax. Her conscience was reawakening, enough to make her feel uncomfortable about
her wanton behavior. She needed Ellen to reassure her that everything between them
was still good. She did not need to be reassured about the warm glow in her pussy.
Even her conscience could not extinguish that. Her body still relished more of the hot
stimulating caresses. Her mind wanted it too. But first she needed the reassurance.
She held her girl friend close and buried her face between her firm round tits. "Oh,
Ellen," she murmured, but she left the question unasked.
Ellen kissed her gently on the forehead. She raised Mona’s chin and gazed into the soft
brown eyes. "It was good, Mona… the most beautiful thing that’s happened to me in a
long, long time."
The tense lines in Mona’s face relaxed visibly. She smiled gratefully at her friend. "I’m
so glad, Ellen. Me, too. It was wonderful for me, too."
The redhead was ready for another sexual confrontation, but she held back. She knew
affection was more important to Mona than sex at the moment. She would have to wait
for the right time to work out the seething ache in her cunt. But it would be worth it.
Mona had already demonstrated her capacities as a lover.
They wrapped themselves in their robes and went out to the kitchen to make breakfast.
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Ellen blended eggs and fruit and nuts in the blender. "How about a little brandy?" she
asked. "Just to wash out the cobwebs."
For once, Mona was more than eager for alcohol. She needed a little something to calm
her down. She sat on a stool watching Ellen work and tried to reconcile the familiar
image of her friend with the imaginative lover she had met last night. She couldn’t help
grinning at Ellen’s reckless enthusiasm in the kitchen. She was splattering food
everywhere, but she was enjoying herself. "Sure… shoot the works!"
Ellen added two generous shots of brandy to the blender and whirled the concoction to
smooth perfection. She poured the drinks into two tall mugs. "Let’s go into the living
room. It’s more comfortable."
She turned on the stereo, and the women arranged themselves amid a pile of pillows on
the rug. Ellen brought out some magazines for them to look at. But neither of them was
really ready to read. Their minds and bodies were still reeling with thoughts and
feelings about their new discovery.
It was Ellen who broke the ice. "You know, kid, I’m really glad things turned out the
way they did last night. Believe it or not. I’ve never made love to a woman before." She
laughed ruefully and reached for her pack of cigarettes. "Want one? I would have done
it long ago if I’d realized how wonderful it could be." Her fingers shook as she lit
Mona’s cigarette, then her own. "See? I’m still tingling all over."
"Me, too." Mona smoked in silence for a moment. Her face was very serious. "Ellen, I
haven’t been entirely honest with you in my letters… about Daniel and me. Things
aren’t so good with us." She bit her lip and fumbled with a piece of lint clinging to her
robe.
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Ellen felt relieved. She knew it was probably not the most noble sentiment in the world,
but it was a relief to know that Mona as a wife was just as subject to human failing as
she was. She reached over and stroked the blonde’s hand. "Want to talk about it,
honey?"
Mona’s teeth sank deeper into her lip. She was fighting off tears. "I… I don’… know…
what’s wrong with me, Ellen. I just don’t seem to be a very good lover for Daniel. He
wants me to do all these things with him and I… I just can’t! They’re repulsive to me!
They’re wrong!" Once they were started, the words poured out.
"There, there, darling… you can cry all you want to. It’s good for you." She drew the
other woman close and rocked her gently in her lap. At last, Mona seemed to exhaust
herself to weeping. She struggled to a sitting position arid took a long drag on her
cigarette.
She smiled feebly through her tears. "Thanks, Ellen. You were right. It helped. I guess I
was feeling guilty… about all the fuss I make with Daniel when he wants me to do
something… and about how easy it was with you."
Ellen drained her drink. The deep well of compassion she felt for her girl friend was
having a two-fold effect. She wanted to comfort, but she wanted to comfort sexually.
She wanted to make her forget about all the bad experiences she had obviously had
with Daniel. Her protective instinct made her pussy tingle with arousal. She was
beginning to understand some of the aspects of love between women. "You know,
Mona, you shouldn’t be blaming yourself. Obviously there are reasons why you can be
more comfortable with me sexually than you can with your husband. Maybe it’s just a
matter of your own gut feelings. Maybe Daniel pushes you too far. I didn’t push you… I
let you come to meet me halfway."
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"Yes… I see what you mean. The night before I called you to say I was coming out, he
pushed. He made me… suck his cock."
Ellen wasn’t sure what to say. She loved sucking cock, though she hadn’t had much
practice lately. It was a general frustration with men that had been holding her back
recently, not a disillusionment with cocks. She sometimes wished she could be more
successful in distinguishing between the two.
"You didn’t enjoy i… at all?" she asked cautiously.
"That’s the awful part. I did enjoy it. I felt some kind of weird thrill about being held
down by my own husband… about being forced to take his cock in my mouth and suck
it till he came in me. He even made me swallow i…" She searched Ellen’s face for signs
of disapproval. There were none. In fact, she thought she saw a gleam… of something
quite different.
Ellen kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Don’t feel guilty about that, darling. It’s
natural for you to feel what you did. I couldn’t count the number of times I’ve felt
exactly the same way when I was sucking a cock… like I was its slave or something. It
really turned me on."
Though Mona had been secretly hoping for this kind of validation from Ellen, her
friend’s confession still shocked her. "You mean… you do it? You don’t mind?"
"No, I like it a lot, Mona. But I haven’t been doing it so much lately. Not since Jack’s
been spending so much time with other women." Ellen was afraid she was going to
start crying. She took a long swallow of Mona’s drink instead.
Mona felt it was her turn to comfort. She kissed her friend tenderly on the cheek and
put an arm around her. "Oh, Ellen… Jack’s been running around on you? I’m so sorry."
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Her next words slipped out before she could think better of it. "You know… I could
kind of tell about him."
Ellen laughed bitterly. "You mean by the way he was ogling you? I hate to disillusion
you, honey… but it’s no particular compliment. He does that to every pretty hunk that
comes along." At once she regretted the harsliness of her words. "I didn’t mean
anything against you, Mona. I just get so mad sometimes."
"Oh, I understand. I would, too." Now it was Mona who was trying to spread good
cheer. "We’re a funny pair, aren’t we? Each of us had the other one convinced we had
the original marriage made in heaven. Now it turns out we’re both just holding on for
dear life."
Ellen hugged her friend fiercely. She tried to laugh, but the joke was too bitter. "That’s
why I was so glad to see you, Mona. The minute I saw you, I realized how important
you are to me. You’ve been my one link with sanity for years now. I f eel like… like you
care about me more than my own husband does."
"Oh… I do care for you, Ellen. I do. But don’t think Jack doesn’t love you. I’m sure he
does, in his own way. He’s still with you, isn’t he?"
"Why not? Where else would he get household help so cheap?" The words were caustic,
but Ellen was feeling better already. She was beginning to respond to the stimulation of
being so close to Mona. She could smell the sweet aroma of her skin, feel the pressure
of her tits against her body through their robes. "Mona, I want to make love to you!"
The blonde didn’t let herself think about her response. Her reply was waiting there in
her belly, hot and demanding. That was the call she wanted to obey. She wouldn’t let
herself think it was wrong. She and Ellen meant too much to one another. They needed
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each other. "I want to, too," she moaned urgently. She held up her lips to be kissed.
Ellen planted her lips firmly over Mona’s and searched her mouth hungrily with her
tongue. While they embraced, the redhead eased her girlfriend full-length down onto
the rug. She ran her hand eagerly over the upthrusting mounds of Mona’s tits through
her thin clothes. She prodded once or twice at the tantalizing crevice between Mona’s
thighs. "Darling, you taste so good. Let’s take off our clothes."
Submissively, Mona began to remove her robe and nightie. She was beyond the point of
feeling self-conscious about her body now. She and Ellen were lovers. It was proper.
She watched the other woman’s eyes as she removed the last of her clothing. The sheen
of admiration there made Mona blush with pride.
"God, you’re beautiful!" Ellen exclaimed. She stared at the heavy, high-set tits, the
smooth belly, the full womanly hips. Quickly she threw off her own robe and lay down
again next to her friend. "Just looking at you makes me want to please you so bad." Her
lewd words inspired her lust. Once again, she kissed Mona hungrily. This time, she lay
her body on top of Mona’s and ground her cunt against Mona’s pussy while their
tongues dueled hotly.
Her friend’s passion swept away what remained of Mona’s self-restraint. She hunched
her cunt greedily up against Ellen’s pussy, relishing the tantalizing stimulation on her
clitoris. Fire-darts soared unchecked through her perversely aroused body. She
remembered last night and the sweet pleasure Ellen had brought her. This time, she
vowed, she would bring Ellen pleasure too. She would give as good as she got.
Both women began to mewl with excitement as their clits became engorged with blood
from the rough, sensual stimulation. Like a man, Ellen raised her hips and dashed her
groin down against her friend’s pelvis, until the titillation was more than she could
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resist "God… I’m coming!"
The lewd thrill of having her friend climax on her jolted Mona over the brink. "Me,
too! Ah, it’s good. Oh darling… it just makes me want more and more!"
"Don’t worry… I’m going to give it to you!" Ellen’s eyes wore a thin film of lust as she
gazed down at her woman lover. She maneuvered herself around so her face was poised
over Mona’s pussy. Her own cunt was next to Mona’s head. She wasn’t going to force
her friend to participate, but she wanted to eat pussy!
Her heart beat frantically as Ellen dipped her fingers into the soft brown down of
Mona’s cunt-hair and parted her fleshy vaginal lips. Her slit was wet with the juices of
her climax, making her clit gleam temptingly up at Ellen. Though she had never been
this close to another woman’s pussy before, Ellen locked upon her friend’s juicy slit
with anticipation. She extended her tongue and stabbed it against her friend’s slick
clitoris. Pleased with Mona’s howls of pleasure, she licked down over her fleshy cunt-
lips to her puckered ass-hole, then back up again. The fragrant flavor of Mona’s wetness
only spurred her on in her lascivious task.
Mona could not believe the intense pleasure Ellen was dealing her cunt with her mouth.
Many times, Daniel had tried to talk her into letting him do this to her, but she had
always refused. Somehow, having Ellen do it seemed all right. And even if it wasn’t
morally right, the first pangs of pleasure would have removed all resistance anyway. The
young housewife began to undulate her hips up, pressing her pussy obscenely against
Ellen’s face. "Mmmmm… it’s good, Ellen. You’re making my pussy feel so wonderful!
Aaaaaahhhhh!"
Ellen’s own excitement was becoming unbearable. Though she had just climaxed, her
pussy ached again for attention. The smell and flavor and touch sensations of her lewd
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undertaking made her own cunt yearn for the same tantalizing attentions. Though she
didn’t want to force Mona into anything, she began to churn her hips automatically in
response to Mona’s abandoned actions.
The more excited Mona became, the more wanton grew the feelings surging through
her loins. She became aware of Ellen’s cunt poised just inches from her head. She
turned and looked at it through the thick, kinky hair, the gleaming tip of Ellen’s clitoris
seemed to beckon her. She reached forward and ran her tongue hesitantly into the
thatched slit. The first taste seemed to snap the last of her inhibitions.
She wanted more of Ellen’s fragrant love-juices. She wanted to give her girl friend the
same intense pleasure she was receiving. Ellen’s deep groans of arousal fired her resolve.
She parted the hairy cunt-lips with her fingers and began to lick in earnest.
Ellen could scarcely contain her delight. Mona’s tongue swipes were timid at first, but
delicious. They brought her clitoris back to sweet aching erection. The longer Mona
slaved, the more adventurous she became. Ellen could feel the call of climax building
once again deep in her belly. "Aaaaiiieeee… oooooohh, darling! You’re making me feel
soooo good! I love the sweet feel of your tongue on me, baby!"
Words of praise that would have embarrassed Mona in any other context now made her
fall to her work with more greedy imagination than ever. She sank her tongue deep into
the tight hole of Ellen’s cunt. She reached back and sucked lasciviously on Ellen’s
clitoris. Each movement made the other woman grow more frantic with fevered lust.
The wails of the two women vied with one another in pitch and volume as they nibbled
for their mutual pleasure. Both became completely immersed in the hot flashes soaring
through their naked bellies, sending them closer to climax.
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Ellen was first to orgasm, but Mona was not far behind her.
"Oh, God, darling… I’m coming again!"
"Ellen! Ellen! Aaaahhhh, me too! Ohhhhhhhh!"
They lay quietly, savoring the sweet sensations simmering inside them. Neither of the
women felt the least bit perverted. They smiled lazily in sweet satiety.
Even Mona had no qualms. She knew that what had just happened was right for her.
She could feel it inside. She had never been this relaxed, this open to her sensuality.
There was so much more she wanted to experience. She maneuvered around until she
found Ellen’s lips. She kissed her friend deeply and passionately.
Ellen had become her new love idol. Whatever Ellen did was all right with Mona.

16. Story of Zoo Sex

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 3

December 5, 2017August 2, 2024 ADMIN

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 3
It was past nine o’clock, and Jack was still not home. Ellen no longer cared. She was
enjoying her old girl friend’s company far too much to worry about whom her husband
was screwing now. She even was willing to consider the possibility that he might, in
fact, be working with a client. Jack was quite successful, with many big accounts.
The redhead was at the bar, pouring herself the third drink of the evening. She realized
uncomfortably that Mona was only halfway through her first. But that was Mona. She
had always been quite conservative in her personal conduct.
"Sure you wouldn’t like me to freshen up that drink of yours, Mona? It must be stale as
last week’s pee by now."
Mona laughed. The gesture made her head of short honey-blonde curls bounce. Ellen
felt a queer little tingle inside as she watched. She was only beginning to realize how
much it meant to her to have Mona here.
"It doesn’t really matter, Ellen. I don’t need any booze tonight. I’m high enough just on
having a good time with an old friend!"
Ellen sat next to Mona on the couch and put an arm around her shoulders. "It sure is
good to see you again, kid. I’d forgotten how good it was to have someone around I
could really talk to. You know what I mean? Just say the first thing that enters my head
and know it’s not going to be taken the wrong way or anything."
Mona smiled warmly at the older woman. "Yeah, I know what you mean." She added
out of a sense of duty: "Of course, we both have husbands, but it’s not really the same
thing."
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"You’re damned tootin’ it’s not the same thing." Ellen regretted her statement at once.
The booze was going to her head. She did not want to start sounding off like a crabby,
frustrated housewife in front of Mona. Not after all the ecstatic letters she had received
from Mona singing the praises of marriage and of her husband in particular. Ellen did
not want to admit her failure in the face of her friend’s obvious success.
Before the ensuing silence grew awkward, the front door opened and Jack came in. He
was carrying a large flat box in both hands. "Hi, everybody! Who’s for pizza? I brought
a large one just in case."
Ellen took Mona by the arm and led her over to her husband. "Mona, this is jack, my
dearly beloved husband." She gave him a kiss. "So you didn’t eat dinner after all!
Neither did we. We were too busy talking, Mona, are you as hungry as I am?" She
caught the embarrassed look in Mona’s eyes, and realized Jack was flashing her with
one of his high-power come-ons. She felt a quick surge of anger, but she forced it deep
inside. Obviously the bastard couldn’t help himself. He had to try for every attractive
woman he met, no matter how happily married she was.
Mona took the pizza from Jack and kicked his shin sharply "Oh, I’m sorry, darling. I
lost my balance for a minute. Come on. Let’s eat." She noticed with satisfaction that
Mona was paying little attention to Jack now. She was one beauty he wouldn’t get.
Ellen’s husband was quick. He took her signal for exactly what it was. He had to agree
with her. It wouldn’t be cool to try to seduce his wife’s best friend under his wife’s own
roof. But he was impressed. Mona had been a pretty, shy young thing in the pictures
Ellen had. But now she was a striking, full-breasted woman – far more interesting to
Jack than any teenager. It took an effort for the man to keep his eyes and thoughts off
her tits. Though he had been royally laid just an hour before, Mona made him ache to
get it up all over again.
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"How’s life back there on the west coast?" he asked Mona. He was interested to see
how she handled herself in a conversation. It intrigued him the way her eyes fled from
his like those of a cornered virgin. He was sure she wasn’t nearly as worldly or self-
confident as her appearance indicated.
"We love it." Her eyes stared clearly into his now. She had regained the initiative. "You
and Ellen will have to come out and visit us some time. Daniel and I have lots of
interesting little places we’d love to show you."
He looked at the woman with a new respect. She had handled the situation well. While
remaining all smiles and generosity, she had put him right in his place. "Yeah," he
murmured. "Yeah, we’ll have to do that. Won’t we, Ellen?"
Ellen was still grinning at Mona’s calm reply. She was so pleased with her girl friend,
she felt like getting up and hugging her. Instead she took a hearty mouthful of pizza
and smiled at her husband over a vista of black olives and sausage and tomato sauce.
When the pizza had disappeared, Jack got up and said he had a long day at the office
coming up.
"Jack likes to get up at the crack of dawn," Ellen explained. "He gets most of his work
done before the rest of the staff comes in."
"I’m impressed." Now that he wasn’t trying seduce her with his eyes, Mona could relax
and enjoy Jack. He was cool and funny and intelligent. "It’s all I can do to wake up
long enough to wave Daniel goodbye at nine."
"Morning’s the best part of the day," Jack said. "Which reminds me, Ellen, honey, Sam
Lang came by the office today and invited me to go on a hunting expedition with him
and a friend this weekend. You don’t mind, do you? I figure you girls would like some
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time alone anyway, to get reacquainted."
Ellen was temporarily angered, but let his lie pass. What did she care what Jack would
be doing all weekend? It would be fun to have some time alone with Mona, just like the
old days. "Sure, you go ahead and have a good time, baby. Mona and I have lots of
talking to do."
"Swell. Then I think I’ll take my gear along with me in the morning. Sam can pick me
up at the office and we’ll head right out. That way, we’ll get there before midnight."
"Okay, darling."
Mona was impressed by how smoothly Ellen and Jack communicated. She wished she
and Daniel could have that much understanding between them. Sometime during her
visit, she would have to ask Ellen how she managed to put together such a happy
marriage. As soon as she got up the nerve.
Friday, Ellen took Mona shopping. They didn’t return until evening. The redhead
decided to fix them something special for dinner. She served wine with the meal, and
even Mona drank two glasses of the fine cool chablis. By nine-thirty both women were
exhausted and happy.
"Listen… I’ve got an idea." Ellen had had far more wine than Mona. Her inhibitions
were down. "Seeing we’re going to be alone all weekend, why don’t you come sleep
with me? I hate sleeping alone. It’ll be just like the pajama parties back in the old days."
Mona automatically questioned the plan, but she could find nothing in it but harmless
fun. Mona, too, hated sleeping alone. And though Ellen’s home was tastefully
decorated, the guest room was bleak and sterile as most guest rooms. It would be much
nicer to share Ellen’s king size bed and her big cozy quilt.
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The blonde changed her clothes in the guest room. She was shocked when she entered
the master bedroom and found Ellen sitting naked on the bed, smoking a cigarette.
As soon as she caught the shocked look on her friend’s face, Ellen remembered how
modest Mona had been back at college. She had always slept with panties and bra
under her pajamas when they spent the night together. Obviously Mona was naked
under her nightgown, but she was still embarrassed by Ellen’s total nudity. The redhead
was surprised that marriage had not cured her friend of that kind of false modesty.
Alcohol made her frank. "Does it bother you… my being naked, Mona? Tell me if it
does. I usually sleep in the raw, but I have plenty of nightgowns, if it would make you
more comfortable."
"Oh… no… that’s okay. Don’t mind me. I still haven’t completely gotten over being
raised by Puritans. You’re very pretty, Ellen. You’ve really kept yourself in good shape."
Ellen’s forthright approach to Mona’s embarrassment had freed the younger woman of
her tension. She assessed the full round swells of Ellen’s breasts, her narrow waist and
firm flat belly with unconcealed admiration. Her own body, while still firm and shapely,
was rounder and fuller… less classic than Ellen’s.
Ellen laughed heartily. She was pleased. "You didn’t know back then that all this was
hidden under all that, did you? Neither did I. But I was sure happy when I found out."
"I bet Jack was happy too. He didn’t know his wife was going to turn into a fashion
model right before his eyes."
The remark made Ellen feel instantly depressed. She stubbed out her cigarette and
crawled under the covers. "Come on. let’s get some sleep. I’m pooped."
Ellen was an affectionate woman. She liked to cuddle close. When Mona settled in on
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her side facing away from the redhead, Ellen spooned her body around the younger
woman’s and wrapped her arms around her tight. She was surprised by the hot little
tremors of pleasure that flared in her pussy. Mona was such a warm, filing, armful. Her
lush body felt so good. "Mmm, feels nice."
Gradually Mona’s tension died away. She forgot about how unnatural it was to sleep in
the arms of another woman and let herself relax in the comforting bond of human
closeness. They went to sleep that way, cozy and innocent as two babes.
It was still dark when Ellen woke up. For a moment, she forgot whom she was holding
in her arms. She was surprised to find the full heavy tits. Then she remembered.
Curiously, the redhead’s hands worked down until they came into shocking contact
with naked skin. In sleep, Mona’s nightgown had worked up to her waist. Her slightly
rounded belly was soft and tantalizing to the touch. Ellen’s hand pulled automatically
away when she felt the abrasive grazing of pubic hair.
Much to her surprise, Mona’s hips thrust forward slightly, as though in search of the
hand. Ellen could hear her friend’s breathing, deep and regular. Obviously, she was still
asleep, though her body; seemed to hunger for more of the tender touch.
Ellen forced a fingertip into the cleft between Mona’s clenched thighs. She found the
nub of Mona’s clitoris. It was large, engorged with blood. Though asleep, Mona was
turned on!
Ellen had never tried anything like this before The wickedness of her action only made
her lust for it all the more. She circled her finger enticingly round and round the slick
swollen head of her friend’s clit. Gently, almost imperceptibly, Mona’s hips rocked
forward to meet her finger. Her thighs parted slightly, allowing the finger to slip deeper
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in the soft, hair-fringed slit.
"Mmmmm…" The sound of her friend’s voice almost scared Ellen off her perverted
course. But she realized Mona was welcoming what she was doing. She found the
spongy hole to Mona’s cunt and shoved her finger up inside. The hot damp clasp of the
other woman’s pussy made her own cunt throb with excitement. It felt like her own
pussy, yet different somehow. Smaller maybe, narrower.
Moved by equal measures of curiosity and arousal, Ellen stroked her finger gently in
and out of her friend’s pussy. She made room for Mona when she struggled to settle
onto her back. To her delight, the younger woman parted her legs farther, so it was easy
now for Ellen to keep up her lewd tantalizing stroking.
The redhead could feel her own nipples growing hard and swollen with excitement. She
brushed them against Mona’s flesh, forced her nightgown up higher so she could feel
her large naked tits. She adjusted her position slightly, straddled Mona’s body partway,
so she could rub her own tits against Mona’s.
"Mmmmmm…"
Even through the half-waking force of her passion, Ellen could detect a difference in
this moan. It was more expressive somehow, more conscious. She stopped the stroking
of her finger and lay very still, waiting for the regular breathing that would tell her she
had been wrong, that Mona was still asleep.
"Do it to me some more… please…" Mona’s voice was thick with sleep, but her arousal
was unmistakable. She ground her pussy upward slightly, begging Ellen’s hand to
resume its tantalizing ministrations.
Once she got over her shock, Ellen was only too pleased to oblige. It seemed incredible
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that a woman who was so modest about displaying her body or looking at another
should respond to quickly to a lesbian embrace. Then Ellen remembered a lesson she
had learned from her orgy experience a few years back. The quietest men and women
were often the most explosive sexually. It was as though that was the one way they
could really be themselves.
"It felt so good to be close to you, darling… I just wanted to touch you."
Ellen was surprised that her natural instinct had led her to investigate her girl friend’s
body this way. She had often fantasized making love to women, but she hadn’t
consciously realized any of her fantasies were directed toward Mona. But when she
thought about it, it all fit. The funny little tingles she had felt every time she had a
chance to study Mona’s lovely, still innocent face; her fascination with the other
woman’s big tits… probably the same instincts had been there, deeply sublimated, even
back in college.
Ellen continued to work her finger back and forth in her friend’s tight, gripping pussy.
She could feel it getting wetter in there. Mona’s thick lubricants coating her fingers
intensified Ellen’s excitement. She was bringing Mona pleasure in the most primitive
way possible.
"Does it feel good like that, Mona? What do you want, darling? I’ll do anything to
make you happy." She felt like an experienced lesbian, seducing her innocent young
friend. She had to remind herself that Mona obviously wanted this as much as she did.
One look at the gently smiling face next to hers reminded her. Mona’s eyes were closed,
but Mona was definitely not sleeping. Her hips were writhing upward now, seeking out
the invading finger.
The delicious sensations that awakened her began to arouse Mona. The young blonde
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was totally absorbed in the real life fantasy now. It was a tantalizing remake of wicked
thoughts she had entertained in her times alone. In her semi-conscious state, it was easy
for her to become as aroused as her deep-rooted sexuality would permit her to be… and
that was very aroused indeed. Mona always had her very best orgasms when she was
alone playing with herself.
This forbidden experience was like that. Her best friend’s finger stroking steadily in and
out of her wet pussy was ten times more titillating, though, than her own finger. This
time, she had the satisfaction of human contact. It was so good, so safe, lying here with
Ellen. Ellen was so kind to her. She had no big hard cock that she would force Mona to
go down on. Theirs could be a gentle, womanly love.
Her thoughts were muddled by sleep and passion. But they were convincing enough to
let Mona participate whole heartedly in this lesbian experimentation. "Oh, Ellen… it’s
good! Do it faster, darling! Oh, yes… God-d-d!" She dared to reach out and stroke her
girl friend’s tits, marveling at how hard and long her nipples were. Ellen’s responsive
groans made her own cunt seethe with desire. They were sharing this new provocative
experience. Ellen was enjoying it as much as she was. She humped her hips harder up
against the stroking hand. "Uuuuuhhh… do it to meeee!"
Mona held back nothing. She felt none of the fear and inhibitions she had been
experiencing with her husband. By accident, she had discovered a place where she could
feel warm and sheltered and secure in her sexuality. Ellen was risking as much as she
was tonight. She need have no fear of Ellen’s opinion of her later. They were partners,
equals, in their perverted game.
Swept away by the rousing fury of her friend’s excitement, Ellen worked her finger back
and forth in the spongy depths of Mona’s cunt. She sent a second finger up to join the
first, and marveled at the deep groans of pleasure that escaped from Mona’s lips.
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Now that Mona was her prisoner in passion, Ellen felt free to do something she realized
she had been wanting to do for a long time. She bent down and closed her lips over one
of the blonde’s swollen nipples. Sucking like a hungry baby, she worked her fingers
tirelessly in Mona’s pussy. She was delighted to hear the other woman’s moans grow
louder and more abandoned.
"Mmmmmm…" Ellen was total aggressor now. Her body half straddled Mona’s. Her
mouth and hands labored feverishly for the younger woman’s gratification. More than
anything, she wanted to hear the sweet sound of Mona’s orgasm. She wanted to know
she had brought her lovely friend the ultimate in fulfillment. Eyes closed, Mona rocked
her head from side to side and stroked her woman lover’s bushy red hair. She was in a
delirium of sweet compelling ecstasy that asked no questions, made no demands. Ml
she had to do was lie here and let Ellen do what she wanted to do. The result was hot
passion-waves that swept over her whole body and made her quiver with happiness. It
was going to be so easy to come, she realized. So easy. So good. "Ellen, darling, I’ve
never felt this wonderful! Never!"
Though her own cunt ached with frustrated arousal, Ellen was far too content feeling
her friend’s pussy and sucking her tit to think of complaining. First things first And
right now all she wanted to do was please Mona. Mona was such a naive, lovely
woman. She wanted to make her so happy. "Oh, Mona, darling! I’m so glad! I love you!
I love the way you feel!"
For long moments the room was alive with passionate murmurs and suggestive
writhings Dawn was beginning to filter through the curtains picking out the blonde and
red highlights in the hair of the lewdly entwined women. They paid no attention to the
sunrise. Both were too absorbed it the hot crisis at hand.
"Oh, Mona, darling… your pussy is so soft and we… I love the feel of it! I want to make
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you feel good! I want to make you come! Come for me, baby!"
Her girl friend’s urgent words started a new wave of tremors that washed over the
blonde’s body, carried her up to the threshold of orgasm. "Oh God! I’m doing it, Ellen!
I’m commming!" She squirmed wildly, working out the fury of her release. At last, her
body relaxed completely. She drifted into a deep, contented sleep.
Ellen wrapped herself possessively around her friend’s lush body and joined her in
sleep.

16. Story of Zoo Sex

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 2

December 4, 2017June 4, 2024 ADMIN

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 2
Mona Freeman sat tensely in her aisle seat, trying to concentrate on her magazine. She
wasn’t having much success. One ear remained cocked for any change in the smooth
roar of the plane’s engines. At last, in desperation, she summoned a stewardess and
asked for a Scotch and water. Mona wasn’t much for drinking, but she knew that
alcohol made her relax when all else failed. She had occasionally snuck a drink before
going to bed at night, in the hopes that the release of her inhibitions would make her
into the lover her husband Daniel wanted.
Once or twice it had worked. But usually their lovemaking was more along the lines of
what had happened the other night. The night she had decided to come visit her old
friend Ellen. Maybe Ellen could help her ou… could somehow give her the advice that
would magically turn her into a sexy responsive wife to Daniel.
She remembered Ellen back in their college days. Though handicapped by buck teeth
and thick glasses and an awkward manner, Ellen had never doubted what her body was
for. Once the boys had learned how sexy she was, the redhead had never been at a loss
for a date. And her dates had never been disappointed.
Mona hadn’t been at a loss for dates either. Her pretty angelic face, her long brown
hair, her big tits – all attracted boys thicker than flies at a picnic. But she had never
been comfortable with boys when it came to sex. She knew she wanted what they could
give her, but she feared her own reactions almost as much as she feared the boys’
uncontrollable passions. It had been a relief to her when Daniel proposed. She felt that,
safe within the bounds of matrimony, she would learn to be comfortable with sex and
her husband’s big thick cock.
Things had been fine for the first couple of years. She had enjoyed sex. Their
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lovemaking sessions had never been very long, but they were intense. Mona found that
she could just lie back and by the time Daniel was ready to come, she was ready too.
Eventually she found herself wanting more, but she was afraid to ask. Afraid that
Daniel would think she was greedy… that she was a slut. So she learned to play with
herself. To seek relief at her own fingers during the day when Daniel was off at work.
Things grew more tense when Daniel started to ask her to do things that she just
couldn’t let herself do. Like sucking cock, for instance. The idea disgusted her. It
seemed… unhealthy. Though a part of her tingled with excitement when she thought
about it, her moral sense wouldn’t let her try it for real. A couple of times, she
masturbated while fantasizing that she was sucking a big hard cock. She felt horribly
guilty afterward, but the orgasms at the time were unbelievably intense. The alcohol
was having its effect. Mona had ceased to pay attention to the droning engines. Her fear
was gone, but an apprehension remained. The apprehension that she was right in the
middle of a failing marriage and that she had no idea what to do about it.
She began to think about the other nigh… the last time she and Daniel had made love.
He had gone to bed early, complaining of a hard day at the office. Mona stayed up
reading until well past midnight. She had masturbated that day, and she wasn’t
interested in any further sexual contact. She wanted to be sure her husband was asleep
before going to bed.
At last she crept stealthily into the bedroom and began to undress in the dark. The
unexpected sound of Daniel’s voice made her start with fright.
"Don’t bother with the nightgown, Mona. I want to feel your naked beside me."
The young woman froze for a moment. She felt trapped. Obviously he had been lying
awake waiting for her all this time. He wanted to make love. She couldn’t very well not
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go to bed now… after she had turned out all the lights. It would be’ too obvious. Daniel
would get angry.
Ignoring his words, she slipped her flannel nightie over her head and crawled into bed.
She sniffed noisily a couple of times. "Darn!" she murmured. "I think I’m getting a
cold. You better keep away from me, darling. You might catch it."
"I’ll risk it." His grip was as firm as his words as he pulled her to him. He grabbed at
the material of her nightgown and pulled it up over her tits. One hand closed over each
of her full heavy mounds and began to play harshly with the nipples. "Mmm, baby…
you still have the best-feeling tits around."
Mona began to squirm uncomfortably under his grasp. She really was not in the mood
to deal with Daniel tonight. She knew there would be trouble if he kept insisting.
"Please, darling… I’m not feeling too hot. Can’t we just go to sleep together… huh?" She
caressed his face and tried to bury her head against his shoulder.
"Unh-uh… not tonight. I can’t go to sleep, baby, not with this." He thrust his loins
toward her and she felt the stiff shaft of his erect cock force its way in between her legs.
She wanted to cry. She felt so frustrated and helpless.
"Please, Daniel… I don’t feel good down there… not tonight. Tomorrow!" She was
becoming more and more frightened. She could tell Daniel was in one of his reckless
moods. Those were always the times when he tried to make her do something s he
didn’t want to do. "Please…" She hated herself for sounding so weak and pitiful, trying
to plead with him. She would have preferred to be strong… strong enough to tell him to
get lost until she was in the mood for what she wanted to be in the mood for. But that
was not Mona’s way.
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His hard, fleshy cock-shaft stroked back and forth between her smooth thighs. His stiff
prick was like an ever-present reminder of the urgency of her husband’s lust. She tried
to squirm away from him, but he held her hips firmly, holding her close against him.
"Well, baby… if your little pussy’s so tired, what say we give it a rest?"
Instant relief washed over Mona. "Thank you, darling. Tomorrow, I’ll feel better…
hones…"
He seemed not to have heard her. "There’s lots of other ways a man and a wife can
have a good time together. You’ve still got a mouth, baby."
Even as she was still trying to fathom the ruthless horror of his words, his hands were
pushing her down under the covers, guiding her head toward his cock. She struggled
frantically against him. It seemed incredible to her that a man normally as mild-
mannered as Daniel could become this hard, this insensitive when it came to sex.
"No!" she shrieked. "You can’t make me do that! You can’t! Please! Leave me alone!"
Something snapped in Daniel. "Shut the fuck up, will you! Goddammit, woman! We’ve
been married eight years, and you’re still acting like a goddamned virgin! I’ve been
patient with you long enough! It’s time I got some consideration around here! Some
respect! If you loved me, you’d do this for me!" He kicked the covers back and watched
through the semi-darkness the rigid horror on his wife’s face. He held her so her mouth
was poised mere inches from his throbbing prick. For the moment, he had stopped
pushing. He would much rather she did this willingly, if possible.
Tears flowed unchecked down Mona’s cheeks as she gazed helplessly at her husband’s
blood-engorged cock. She was determined not to do this awful thing, yet at the same
time she was painfully aware of her husband’s strength and determination. The
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intensity of his passion seemed to have made him even stronger than usual. She tried to
squirm away, but it was as though her head and shoulders were trapped in a vise.
"Don’t do this to me, Daniel! Please!"
The young husband experienced guilt at the same time as his cock lurched with
increased excitement. He knew it was wrong to be aroused by his own wife’s
humiliation. But, somehow, knowing the awe in which she held his full-swollen
member only made him want to do it to her all the more.
Daniel pulled her head down… closer to his pulsing cock-head. "Suck!" he ordered her
in a voice that was an indistinguishable mixture of lust and anger. "Show me you love
me, Mona! Suck my cock!"
The bitter irony of his words only made her tears flow harder. To her, love had nothing
to do with the depraved practice of taking a man’s throbbing cock in one’s mouth and
making it come that way. That wasn’t love. That was perversion of the worst kind.
His hands forced her head do until his cock-tip was pushing against her lips. She
resisted as long as she could. But finally she had to admit she was defeated. Her jaws
relaxed, and her husband’s hard smooth cock drove deep into her throat. She wanted to
gag when he began to saw his cock i n and out of her mouth in a smooth urgent
rhythm. In her amazement and humiliation, she could do nothing but hold her lips
passively open and let him do it to her.
"Suck, I said!" The man’s eyes riveted on the lewd picture of his wife’s head poised over
his stiff prick, taking it deep inside. Darkness made the picture indistinct, but his
imagination supplied the details. He could feel her tears moistening his groin, but they
had no effect on him. He was far too preoccupied with the possibilities of that buttery
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wet mouth hovering over his dick.
"Suck it, or so help me, Mona, I’ll belt you!" He had no idea whether he meant that
threat or not. He knew only that he wanted to feel her lips tugging on him more than
he could ever remember wanting anything.
The shock value of his words had its desired effect. Helpless with shame that she could
not prevent her husband from doing this to her, Mona dosed her lips more tightly over
his prick and began to move her head up and down slightly. The way she had done in
her masturbatory fantasies.
His hands began to guide her head motions eagerly. "Jee-zuz! That’s it! That’s the way,
baby! Now you’re getting the hang of it!"
Mona knew only that there was just one way out of her predicament. To get it over
with. The sooner she cooperated, the sooner her husband would take his fat thick cock
from her mouth. She began to nibble urgently on his fleshy shaft, reminding herself
that she only wanted him to finish. But memories of her tantalizing, solitary fantasies
came back to haunt her. She began to remember how good she had felt then.
Confused and frightened, Mona worked frantically to get her husband to come. Then
he would let her alone. Then she could try to forget the lewd feelings racing through
her loins. How could she get a thrill out of being used and abused like this! Knowing
this awful thing about herself was almost worse than having her husband mistreat her
so cruelly.
Daniel was delighted by his wife’s sudden apparent enthusiasm for her lascivious task.
"Jee-zuz! Yeah! That’s the stuff! Goddamn, you’re a natural, Mona! All this time, you’ve
been a natural born cocksucker and we didn’t even know Aaaaaiiieee! Oh yeah, baby…
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work it out!"
It wouldn’t have been so bad if Mona could have convinced herself that she was only
pretending to like what she was doing. But the building dampness between her thighs
forbade her that comfort. Somehow, in some perverse way, she didn’t even understand,
she was getting a deep-rooted thrill from being treated by her own husband like some
street whore. Everything she thought she believed in cried out against her surrender.
But the evidence was there for her to feel, wet and hot between her thighs. She could
not shut it out.
Mona’s memory of events from then on was dim. She knew she had worked her head
wantonly up and down over her husband’s cock for a long time. Vaguely, she could
remember experimenting with stabbing her tongue here and sucking there, to try to
bring him over the top. They were details she did not care to remember.
One thing she would never be able to forget, though, was the way his thick hot cum
had spurted deep into her throat in jet after steaming jet. He had been holding her head
firmly, so she was unable to pull away. She had had to swallow it all. Though it had not
tasted nearly as bad as she had expected, the thought of his semen thick and heavy in
her stomach made her want to vomit even now as she thought back on it.
Mona was wrenched back to reality by a small firm hand on her shoulder. She looked
up at a smiling young stewardess.
"Fasten your seat belt, please."
"Oh, yes… of course."
"Are you all right, ma’am?" The young women was looking at Mona more carefully.
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"I’m all right." Mona managed a feeble smile. "I’ve never flown before, is all." She still
remembered how apologetic Daniel had been the next day, how he’d been trying to
make it up to her ever since with little gifts and attentions. Mona had recoiled from his
very touch. As the plane began its gradual descent, she crossed her fingers and hoped
that spending a few days with her old girl friend would help clear the air. She needed
desperately to understand herself. She couldn’t go on living with this push-pull of her
mind and senses any longer.
***
Ellen waited impatiently at arrival gate eleven. She scanned the emerging faces for a
young woman with long brown hair and a smile that belonged in a church choir. It was
only when the trim young woman with the honey-blonde hair was within a couple of
feet of her that Ellen realized she was looking at Mona Hildebrand.
"Mona! You look different!" Ellen giggled self-consciously. She felt a little overwhelmed
by the attractiveness of the well-dressed mature woman in front of her. "But I like it!
You look great! Better than in college!" She gave her friend a cozy hug. "Your boobs are
still big as ever too!" she exulted.
"Good old Ellen! You used to talk about my boobs back then too!" Mona heaved a
great sigh of relief and clung to her friend’s tall shapely form. She had been afraid she
wouldn’t find the old Ellen at all. But her redheaded friend had said exactly the right
thing to put them both at ease.
Both chattered at once as they waited for Mona’s luggage to come down the chute.
They digested little of what was said. It didn’t matter. Ten years had just lifted from
their shoulders like so many flecks of dust.
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"How did you recognize me?" Ellen asked as they headed toward the parking lot.
"Easy! You still have the friendliest smile in the crowd. Besides, where are you gonna
hide flashing red hair like that?"
"I guess you’re right." She took Mona by the arm and led her toward her stationwagon.
"This is my dog, Jet!" she announced proudly as they settled into the front seat.
Mona reached back and stroked the animal’s massive head. "Funny? You remember in
college, Ellen? You hated dogs!"
Ellen watched her driving as she eased the car from the tight space. "I’ve changed,
Mona. Despite the same old red hair, I’ve changed."
They drove in silence for a while, while each contemplated the changes. Then the
happy chatter resumed. It lasted the rest of the way home and far into the evening.

16. Story of Zoo Sex

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 1

December 3, 2017June 26, 2024 ADMIN

DOG-LOVING WIFE – Chapter 1
Every morning about eleven o’clock, Ellen Banyon took a break from her housewifely
chores. She had never cared much for coffee. Instead, she simply pulled a bottle from
her husband’s liquor cabinet.
Ellen was not hooked on the stuff. She never took more than one dunk, until cocktails
with her husband, Jack, after six. Long ago she had rationalized that her morning break
didn’t even seriously violate the social drinker’s code against drinking before noon.
After all, she was up on weekdays before dawn, fixing breakfast for her accountant
husband. By eleven, she deserved a break.
She sat back on her Danish modern sofa and took a long grateful sip of her Scotch and
soda. Today Ellen was excited. Her old college chum, Mona Hildebrand – now Mona
Freeman – was due in town at three-thirty. The girls had not seen each other in almost
ten years, though they had written regularly and indulged in occasional long distance
phone calls. It would be really something to see Mona!
Instinctively, Ellen’s well-manicured hand rose to her eyes, where she now wore little
telltale lines that betrayed the joys and sorrows of the years. She wondered if Mona
would think she had aged. Then she wondered if she would think Mona had aged.
Those gigantic tits of her are probably grazing her navel by now, she thought. Quickly
she scolded herself for her unspoken betrayal. At school, Ellen had always been a little
jealous of Mona’s full tits, and the way all the boys had craned their necks to watch
them bounce. The attention had never made the younger girl conceited though. She
had always stuck by her friend, through thick and thin. And there had been some thin
times – like the year Ellen couldn’t get a date for the homecoming dance. Only later
did she learn that Mona had refused to accept a date until one of the young men
promised to escort Ellen. What had saved Ellen from humiliation when she found out
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was the memory of the ecstatic look on her date’s face when she had finished giving
him a blow-job in his car in the gym parking lot.
Ellen grinned at the memory of the awkward, horny girl she had been back then. She
stood up and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She never got over the thrill of
looking at the new, grown-up Ellen her husband had helped her create during the first
few years of their marriage.
The image that smiled back at her was tall and graceful and sexy. Her well-shaped tits
billowed against the loose fit of her T-shirt. Her ass and hips strained snugly against the
tight fit of her jeans. She was trim, but nice rounded down there, the way she had
always wanted to be. Her red hair fanned gloriously around her pretty face in a
modified Afro that gave Ellen the glamour and presence of a New York model. "You’re
quite a woman!" she told herself with satisfaction. She wondered if Mona would even
recognize her at the airport this afternoon.
When she was twenty, Ellen had had buck teeth and a vision problem that forced her to
wear strong glasses. She had been a good forty pounds overweight. Despite her
handicaps, Jack had loved her… had been particularly captivated by her skill and
enthusiasm as a sex partner. Awkward on her feet, Ellen had been all grace and fluid
motion in bed, right from the start.
After their marriage, Jack had financed her on an overhaul campaign. She wore braces
for two years to correct her teeth. Her glasses were abandoned in favor of contact
lenses. She enrolled in yoga classes and in a modern dance course. By the time she was
twenty-three, the ugly duckling had blossomed into a swan. She had sent pictures to
Mona back then, and Mona had written back, full of praise and congratulations.
Since then, there had been a charm course to smooth out Ellen’s manners and to teach
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her how to use make-up. And there was the Afro. Little remained of the girl Mona had
known at college. Ellen hoped they would be able to find something to talk about.
Her Scotch was gone, but Ellen had not had enough. She was still nervous. She poured
herself a second drink, for just this once, to bolster her courage. Despite – or perhaps
because of – the changes in her over the years, Ellen still had few close women friends.
Mona, and the memories of their closeness, meant a lot to her. She wanted the visit to
go well.
Her first anxiety was that Mona should not discover the changes that had occurred in
her and Jack’s relationship. Though they remained committed to their marriage, both of
them had taken on other lovers. Jack had been the first to insist he needed new blood to
turn him on. Not to be left behind, Ellen had begun to respond to the constant come-
ons she got from men. Eventually, she had tired of the cold impersonal nature of a
scene where she was considered a good fuck or a good time lady. They were all after
her pussy, but none of them had much time for her head or her heart. Eventually she
withdrew from the scene.
And that was the source of her second anxiety. She had trained her big black German
shepherd to be her lover. He was a loyal animal… and one hell of a lover. She had
discovered her secret fetish by accident, and had pursued it avidly ever since. Though
Jack did not entirely approve, he let her have her kicks in exchange for his own
freedom. He didn’t betray her secret. Ellen was convinced that Mona must never know
what kind of pervert she had turned into. Mona had been a liberal bordering on the
radical at college. But Ellen didn’t want to risk straining her friend’s generous nature far
enough to accommodate a woman who liked to fuck a dog. It would more than likely
mean a quick end to their long-standing friendship.
Mona had not been specific about how long she would be staying. Her decision to visit
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had been a sudden one, and her plans were open. Ellen was not looking forward to
possible weeks without her canine lover. Yet she did want her friend to feel free to stay
as long as she liked.
Quickly she gulped the last of her Scotch and soda. She went to the French doors that
opened into the garden and whistled for her dog Jet. He came bounding out of the
cover of a honeysuckle hedge and raced over the well-manicured lawn. Ellen had to
brace herself for the animal’s affectionate assault. Jet was big and strong. He could
easily knock her over if she wasn’t careful. But she loved his generous licks and nuzzles.
More than any other creature – human or otherwise – in her life, Jet made Ellen feel
loved. He made no demands of her, other than reasonable requests for a return of
affection and regular feedings. He didn’t hunger for other women. He didn’t crave
outside input to keep him feeling young and virile.
When she thought about it, Ellen realized she harbored a lot of resentment against Jack.
After all, he had helped create her in the image he wanted her to fulfill… and even that
hadn’t been enough for him. He needed strange pussy. It hurt Ellen that she wasn’t
enough for him. He had been all she wanted until he had forced her to display her
independence. In a way, it gave her a perverse satisfaction to let her husband know she
had replaced him with a dog. With Jet’s good loving, she could go for weeks at a time
without missing her husband’s fat cock.
"Hi, fella! You having a good time out there, are you? Why don’t you come inside with
me for a while?" She closed the French doors and carefully drew the drapes over them.
"We’re going to have company this afternoon, lover," she cooed in the dog’s ear as she
pulled him down onto the rug next to her and buried her face in his neck. "It might be
a long time till I have you all to myself again. I want you just one more time." Her lewd
words, and the dog’s lapping playfulness were fast turning the woman into an inferno
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of lust. She could feel her pussy seething inside her panties. She was ready to fuck.
While the dog whimpered and rolled and licked her face, Ellen eased herself hurriedly
out of her clothing. She wore no bra, and as soon as she pulled her T-shirt over her
head, her round firm tits grew hard with the slight chill in the air. The dog began to
lick roughly over her pink-tipped mounds. The effect was instantaneous. Her nipples
grew long and eager. Her white breast-flesh bristled with sexual goose-bumps.
"Mmmmmm… Jet darling… feels soooo good!"
The redhead’s hands shook as she eased her jeans and panties together down over her
ass-cheeks. She was kneeling on the rug and she bent forward from the waist and
wriggled her ass to work the material down to her thighs. By crawling forward on
hands and knees, she worked her way out of her pants.
Jet poked his nose curiously in along the crack in her ass. She undulated her buttocks
wantonly in his face, encouraging him to investigate farther.
"Ooooooohhhh… your nose is so cold on my bum, lover! Mmmmmm… God, my
pussy’s wet! It needs you so bad, Jet darling!" One of the most titillating aspects of
making love to a dog, to Ellen, was debasing herself totally before him. The sound of
her own voice, pleading with the animal to fuck her… telling him how good he was
making her feel… always made her cunt throb. She enjoyed the perverted excitement of
becoming nothing more than a bitch in heat, recognizing no bounds of propriety in the
search for her own wanton satisfaction.
"Uuuhh, shit! Your tongue on my asshole is so delicious, lover! Oh… do it to me, Jet!
Do it!" her ass-cheeks wiggled more urgently than before. She was getting beyond the
playful stage. She needed cock! Hard, pulsing dog-cock!
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Anxiously, she looked back over her shoulder. She shivered as her eyes found what they
were looking for. Jet’s cock was protruding long and red and pointed from his hairy
sheath. He was as ready for action as she was.
The animal’s rough tongue was licking her ass-crevice with long greedy swipes. Jet was
getting a little bit out of control. The urgent need in his cock was driving him to lusty
bestial passion. But without the woman’s command he would do nothing. Ellen had
trained him herself. She didn’t want any embarrassing accidents. The horror of having
the dog mount her while she was bending forward for some innocent reason, in the
presence of guests, had haunted her at first. She had punished the dog severely every
time he tried to act without her command. Now he was perfectly trained. He only
fucked when he was told to.
Good as his tongue on her ass felt, Ellen was ready for more. She gave the German
shepherd his lusty command. "Come on, Jet! Up boy! Fuck me! Please fuck me!"
Her round, well-sculptured ass-cheeks quivered under the animal’s gaze. He paused a
moment, as though to be sure he had heard what he thought he heard. Then he raised
his forelegs from the carpet and wrapped them tightly around Ellen’s soft white hips.
He began to rut forward, trying to bury his scarlet cock in the tantalizing slit before
him. His first few attempts were unsuccessful. His cock-tip missed its mark and slid
harmlessly down over the woman’s erect clitoris.
Each unsuccessful thrust only drove the redhead to more urgent abandon. She
whimpered and screwed her ass back at the dog’s furry loins. "Uuuuuhhh…
ooooooohhhh… I want it! Give it to me! Give it to meeeee!"
Just then, his cock-head found its goal. The rock-hard animal prick drove deep into the
woman’s waiting pussy. The force of his entry took Ellen’s breath away. But within
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moments she was loudly proclaiming the success of Jet’s harsh assault. "Oh, shit, yesss!
That’s what I wanted! Screw me! Screw me, darling lover! I need it so bad!"
The alcohol coursing through her veins helped intensify the lurid titillation of kneeling
naked on the rug, being fucked by a big black dog. Her own dog. Her well-trained dog.
The animal began to fuck in and out of her cruelly stretched pussy with short jack-
hammer strokes that made Ellen shriek with lust. She wiggled her ass back at him,
ignoring the slight pain of the first few strokes. Even the pain was pleasure. She
expected it. It was part of the intense, overwhelming turn-on of screwing a dumb,
rutting animal.
Once his cock was in her, Jet was running the show. Nothing could deter the big
animal from his bitch once his cock was securely buried in cunt.
Ellen felt instinctively the urgency of her dog lover’s need… and she reveled in it. She
enjoyed the perverted thrill of being the prize of her eager animal lover. She loved to
kneel helplessly before him while his stiff cock plundered her tender cunt again and
again and again.
Totally absorbed in the rhythmic passion of her depraved position, Ellen mewled and
grunted unashamedly, gyrating her ass back to search out each new pummeling assault
of her dog-lover’s prick. She felt a shiver of shame as a thought blazed through her
mind: what would Mona think if she could see her now? The idea was too horrible to
entertain a moment longer. But before she could dismiss it entirely, Ellen experienced a
naughty pang of titillation… would it turn Mona on? Almost as soon as it had arisen
the thought was gone. Mona was gone.
All that remained was that hard-driving dogprick that split her pussy wide with
merciless regularity. "Ooooohhh… Jee-zuz!" Her teeth bit cruelly at her lower lip. "God,
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it’s good! My pussy’s on fire! You’re loving me so good, Jet darling!" On impulse, Ellen
looked back over her shoulder at her canine lover. Just in time to see a long threat of
spittle break away from his slack lower jaw and splash onto her back. Her fleeting
feeling of revulsion was quickly transformed into lust. After all, this was what she
wanted. To be fucked like a bitch in heat. Jet was doing it to her… giving her everything
she needed. Her pussy was simmering with welling passion… building to a crisis.
She looked down, under her body, between the dangling cones of her tits. She could see
the dog’s hairy legs pressing against the firm white flesh of her thighs. She caught
fleeting glimpses of the red of his cock as it flashed in and out of her cunt. "Yeah…
that’s what I like! Fuck me! Fuck me good, Jet! Oh, yeah! Shit! Oh, yeah!"
In a rushing wave of fulfillment, her orgasm swept over her, filling her entire body with
sweet bliss. She wanted to collapse onto the rug, to enjoy the powerful sensations. But
she had to wait for the dog, who was still clinging to her hips and pounding his cock
feverishly into her swollen pussy. She tried to encourage him. To spur him on to his
climax. She waved her ass fitfully back at him. "Oh, Jet darling! I want your cum in me
so bad! Fill me up, baby! Do it! Do it!"
The titillation of her lewd words brought her a second orgasm at the time that the dog
was having his. The thought of his thick white juices surging up into her belly made
her tremble with depraved excitement. "Mmmmmm… you’re doing it in me, Jet! You’re
coming in me! You’re making me come again!" By this time the woman was almost
delirious. She collapsed forward onto the rug, relishing the wet friction of the dog’s
cock as it slipped out of her. She closed her eyes and let herself doze.
She was awakened by the harsh jingle of the hone. Automatically she reached for the
receiver, though she still had not recovered her bearings. "Hullo?" Her voice was thick,
disoriented.
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"Hi, honey! How you doing?" It was Jack.
"Oh, fine… I’m just fine."
She sensed the mocking curiosity in his voice. "You sure? You sound like you just crept
up out of a hole in the ground."
"I’m fine… honest. I was just getting ready to go pick up Mona." She couldn’t bear to
give her husband the satisfaction of knowing she’d been sleeping in the middle of the
day. "What time should I have dinner ready, Jack? Will you be able to get away by six?"
The pause on the other end of the line told Ellen what he was going to say before he
opened his mouth. "That’s what I called about, honey. I’ve got a client coming in at five
tonight. Chances are I’ll be tied up here till seven or eight, at least. It’s a complicated
account."
"Oh, Jack… and I’m so anxious to have Mona meet you." Ellen had to bite her lip to
keep herself from voicing her suspicions about tonight’s client. She didn’t want to give
him the satisfaction of knowing she was jealous.
"Well, she’s going to be here a while, isn’t she? I’ll meet her soon enough." He did not
sound enthusiastic.
"Well… okay…" Ellen wanted to cry, but she had no intention of indulging that
weakness. She hadn’t cried for years. "Do you want me to keep some dinner warm for
you?"
"That’s okay, honey. I’ll probably grab a bite with the client."
Client! Yeah, sure! Ellen thought.
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"Okay… then I’ll see you when you get here." Her voice was cold now. She was totally
in control.
"Righ… and Ellen?"
"Mmm?"
"Give my regards to your dog lover. I’ve got a feeling he’s close at hand." He chuckled.
A sharp click indicated he had hung up.
Sure that he would hear nothing of her outburst, Ellen slammed the receiver down
furiously. "Bastard!"

16. Story of Zoo Sex

GAIA LIBRARY SPECIAL EDITIONS – DOG-LOVING WIFE

December 2, 2017October 6, 2024 ADMIN

GAIA LIBRARY SPECIAL EDITIONS – DOG-LOVING WIFE

By Janet McCoy

Foreword
When old friends reunite after a long parting, many things can happen. In this
revealing novel, they can, and do.
Ellen Banyon and Mona Freeman were friends in college. It has been ten years since
they have seen one another. Both are married. Both marriages, on the surface, are very
successful.
Only in the intimacy of their reunion do Ellen and Mona learn what has really been
going on in one another’s lives. They are mature women now, and they dare to look to
one another for comfort. On a girls’ weekend, with only the accompaniment of Ellen’s
dog, Jet, the two women discover an entirely new world of sensuality.
DOG-LOVING WIFE – a story of morals turned upside down; a story of
overwhelming, illicit passion.
-The Publisher

16. Story of Zoo Sex

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 9

November 30, 2017September 7, 2024 ADMIN

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 9
Alice sighed tiredly as she lay on the sheepskin. Her cunt throbbed pleasantly. She
could feel cum seeping slowly from its still-quivering depths. Eric and Chris had just
finished fucking her. "It’s a reward," she laughingly told the two men.
"A reward for who… you or them?" Kathy asked laughingly. She was slowly stroking
Alice’s tits. "Well… for all of us!" Alice replied.
Then she clapped her hand to her mouth. "Oh! I forgot Gus!" she said in mock alarm.
"Don’t you think he needs a reward too?"
The eyes of the three watching her widened. "You mean…?" they chorused.
"Uhhuh," Alice laughed. "I mean… I want to fuck the big lovable bastard."
"Well… roll over, honey, because I think he’s ready," Kathy said. "He’s already got a
hard-on just from watching Eric and Chris at work."
It was true. Alice looked over, and sure enough, Gus had a huge erection. He pranced
and shuffled in place, obviously eager for his share.
"I’m going to do it different this time," Alice said almost to herself. "No fucking from
the back. I want to see him while he’s fucking me!"
Getting up, the naked, sex-damp girl lay down on her back on a low couch, her legs
trailing over the end. She spread her legs wide apart. Her blond-fringed slit beckoned in
the dog’s direction.
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Gus stalked closer, sniffing cautiously at Alice’s cunt. This new position was a little
confusing to him. But he recognized the rich sexy odor of the girl’s seeping pussy hole.
His tongue shot out, slicing deep between Alice’s pussy lips, scooping up gobs of her
pussy juices, thick with Eric and Chris’ cum. Alice jerked and twitched on the couch,
her legs stiffening. "Oooohhhh," she moaned.
"Look at that!" Kathy laughed. "He’s a real pro. Horny as he is, he’s got time for
foreplay."
But the dog was obviously anxious. Gingerly he mounted the front of Alice’s body, his
forelegs braced on the couch. He shuffled closer, his cock nearing Alice’s beckoning
cunt. "So easy to put it in this way," she said happily. Her fingers guided the big probe
up into her pussy slit. Everyone braced himself as the dog tensed, then, wham! His cock
slammed deep into Alice’s cunt.
"Oh! Oh, God yes! it’s so wonderful!" Alice blurted. Her legs rose from the floor to
wrap around the animal’s hairy body. "Aaaahhhh… you big handsome brute! Fuck me!
Make me your bitch!" she whimpered.
Alice sensed someone near. Quivering with pleasure as the dog’s cock pounded again
and again up into her shuddering cunt, she opened her eyes. Eric was leaning over her,
his face soft with love. "You mind if I kiss you?" he asked.
"Are you kidding? I’d love it!" Alice sighed. She saw that Chris and Kathy were already
hotly embracing one another. "They’re a couple," Alice said in a sudden flash of insight
as Eric leaned down toward her. "But we’re a trio, you and Gus and I."
"Uh-uh," Eric Said. "There are four of us – you and me and Gus… and the van."
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Then Eric’s lips were on hers. She felt his tongue work into her mouth… just as she
started cumming, her spasming cunt sucking the cum from Gus’ big red dog cock.
THE END

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THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 8
The stranger’s name, it turned out, was Toby. "Are you a newcomer around here?" he
asked Alice.
"I’m staying with Chris and Kathy," she replied. She said nothing of Eric, nor of her
sexual relationship with the others.
Toby’s eyebrows lifted. "Chris and Kathy, huh? I thought I recognized the dog. He’s
around their place a lot."
There was something a little peculiar in Toby’s manner, but Alice didn’t pay much
attention. She was too busy struggling back into her clothes, a little embarrassed by the
way Toby was staring at her big tits as she forced them back into her bra. She felt a
certain bond to him because of the lust-filled scene they’d just shared. But he was still
something of a stranger to her.
On the way back to the cabin, Toby invited her to go back to his place with him, for
the afternoon. Alice was tempted, but she was just as anxious to return to her friends at
the cabin. The closer to the cabin they got, the faster Toby talked, as if time was
running out.
Back at the cabin, Alice was surprised to see that Eric’s van was gone. So was Bart and
Ceci’s car. In fact, when she called out, no one but Kathy came to the door. "Where is
everybody?" Alice asked.
"Bart and Ceci had to go back to the city," Kathy replied. "And Chris and Eric took off
for a couple of hours to get some firewood." As she spoke, Kathy eyed Toby
disapprovingly. It was clear to Alice that she didn’t like the man.
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She herself was disappointed that the others were gone. She had looked forward to a
resumption of last night’s games. Horniness was a constant condition with Alice. She
began to look with more favor on Toby’s invitation of a visit to his cabin. She told
Kathy she was going to be gone a little while.
Kathy drew her aside. "I don’t like to interfere," she said in a low voice, "but I wouldn’t
go anywhere with that creep if I were you."
"Oh, but he’s really been very nice," Alice protested. She didn’t want to say, right out in
the open, that he also had a nice cock, which she’d sucked while Gus fucked her from
behind. One other factor weighed in her determination to go with Toby. Newly
independent, she was fiercely dedicated to protecting that independence. Kathy’s words
annoyed her a little. It was almost as if she were being ordered not to do something.
So in the end, she walked off down the road with Toby. "I’ll be back in a couple of
hours," she said encouragingly. She was a little sad that Kathy insisted Gus stay behind.
It was a fair walk through the woods to Toby’s cabin. "You know," he told her, "I’ve got
a dog too. A real big one. And from the way he’s always humping people’s legs, I bet
he’d be just as easy to train as that other mutt."
Another fucking dog? Alice didn’t know if she was ready for that. And she didn’t like
the way Toby leered when he said it. She began to see his coarseness, and thought that
maybe Kathy may have had a point. After all, she knew this area a lot better than she
did. But it was too late. They were already at Toby’s cabin. Alice was surprised that
there were so many cars in the yard. "Oh, I’ve got some friends visiting me," Toby said,
which disappointed Alice. At the very least, she had hoped for a quick fuck. With
others present, there wasn’t much chance of that. Or so she thought.
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Two young men were sitting at a battered table inside the cabin, drinking wine straight
from a half-gallon jug. "This is Jock," Toby said, pointing to a small stocky man with
sandy hair, "and the other one is Harry." Harry was bigger, but infinitely stupid
looking.
The cabin itself was dirty and run-down. It smelled. What was worse, Jock and Harry
reminded Alice of the surfers who had tried to pick her up the night before. She
decided she’d go home as soon as she could gracefully excuse herself. Strange, she
thought, she was now thinking of Chris and Kathy’s cabin as home.
Just then a big, rangy Doberman bounded into the living room. He stopped dead when
he saw Alice, his ears rigidly erect. A low growl rumbled from his throat. Alice slimnk
back, intimidated. She was accustomed to much more friendly dogs. "Shut up!" Toby
yelled, throwing a small pot at the dog, who dodged back out of the way. "That fucker
needs a little learning," he said sourly.
Alice noticed that Toby’s gracious manner had deteriorated now that he was inside the
cabin with his friends.
"Hey… where’d you find the good-looking chick?" Jock asked Toby, leaning back in his
chair, picking his teeth with a splinter of wood he’d just pulled from the chewed-up
table-top.
Toby’s answer stunned Alice. "I found her in the woods, fucking a big German
shepherd," he said flatly. Alice was horrified. She’d thought of that as their secret. There
was definitely something wrong. She edged toward the door.
"Oh, come on, you fucking liar," Harry scoffed, sounding more than a little drunk,
"you’re putting us on!"
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"Uh-uh. And what’s more, she blew me. While the dog was still fucking her. This
babe’s a real hot piece. That’s why I brought her back here. I thought you guys might
be due for a little fun."
Alice had heard enough. These were bad people. She headed for the door, relieved that
none of the men seemed to be trying to stop her. They didn’t need to. "Cutlass!" Toby
called sharply.
The big Doberman moved instantly, bounding toward Alice, cutting her off from the
door. He stood in her way, growling fiercely. Alice slimnk back, staring at his enormous
fangs. She was aware she was in a lot of trouble.
"She blew you, did she?" Jock said thoughtfully. "Just like that?"
"Just like that."
Jock looked over at Alice. She knew what he was going to ask her to do, but what
amazed her most was the absolute coldness in his eyes. He was small, but he looked
like one of the meanest men she’d ever seen.
"Come on over here and suck my cock," Jock said flatly.
"No… please… I don’t want to," Alice said cautiously. "Please… let me go home."
Jock never raised his voice, but his tone was deadly. "Get your ass over here, baby. If I
have to come and get you, you’re gonna regret it."
Alice sensed he meant what he said. She approached hesitantly. Jock pushed his chair
back from the table, so that there was space in front of him. "Kneel down between my
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legs," he commanded, spreading his knees apart.
Alice hesitated just long enough to see a gleam of anger in Jock’s eyes. She quickly
knelt down between the stocky man’s outstretched legs.
"Now… unzip my fly and take my cock out." Alice noticed her hands were trembling as
she reached forward and clumsily unzipped Jock’s fly. She realized now that there was
probably no way out for her except to suck Jock’s cock. She might even have to fuck
these suddenly awful men Oh well… as long as they didn’t hurt her, she could stand
being fucked even if she didn’t want to. She reached into Jock’s pants and rummaged
around inside for his cock.
It wasn’t hard to find. It was already growing hard. With a little difficulty, she pulled it
out into the open. It quickly grew in her fingers. A surprisingly big cock for such a
short man, long and thick, with a huge, helmet-shaped head. It thrust through the
circle of her fingers like the handle of a hand axe.
Alice started tugging on the big prick. Maybe she’d be lucky and Jock would cum in her
hand. She didn’t want to suck his cock. The idea repelled her.
For just an instant she thought she might get her way. Jock’s face contorted with
pleasure as she pumped on his cock. Then he seemed to pull himself together. "I said I
wanted you to suck it, bitch!" he snapped. "Not jack me off!"
Gulping, Alice leaned forward. She brought her mouth right up to the swollen tip of
Jock’s cock, but had difficulty making herself actually put it in her mouth. Jock helped
her. Suddenly putting one hand behind her head, he pulled her forward. Her lips
mashed against the rubbery end of his cock. It was either open up or get her lips
bruised. Jock made certain she opened her mouth by pinching her nostrils shut so Alice
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couldn’t breathe. Her mouth gaped open. A moment later it was full of the acrid taste
of cock. Jock’s big organ pounded inside, gagging her as it struck against the back of
her throat.
"Now suck," Jock said menacingly. Alice stared down the short section of cock still
outside her mouth. Jock’s public hairs tickled her nose. She was angry. She wished she
had the courage to bite down on the big prick in her mouth. But she had no doubt
she’d suffer very badly for it.
She started sucking. "Aaaaahhhh… feels real good," Jock sighed, leaning back in the
chair. "Maybe you’re right, Toby. Maybe this bitch did suck you off in the woods."
Alice was totally humiliated as she puffed and sucked on Jock’s unwanted prick. But
further humiliation lay ahead. She heard a chair scrape. Flicking her eyes to the side,
she saw that Harry had gotten up. "Looks like she’s got a pretty n ice body," he said, his
voice slightly slurred with drink. But he seemed steady enough on his feet as he came
over to the girl. "Let’s take a look," he said, and now his voice held an edge of
excitement.
Reaching around underneath Alice’s bent-over body, he began unbuttoning her blouse.
But his fingers fumbled on the buttons. "Fucking things!" he cursed in a sudden rage.
Before Alice knew what he was doing, he’d torn the blouse from her. She could hardly
believe it as she heard the fabric tear.
He was more successful with her brassiere hooks. With a small grunt of triumph, he
pulled Alice’s bra off, leaving her naked to the waist.
"Nice tits," the humiliated girl heard him say. A moment later his meaty hands were on
her tits, reaching around underneath her body to fondle the big jugs, none too gently.
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What really humiliated Alice was that she could feel her nipples hardening. They didn’t
seem to need any permission from her. "God! Are they ever solid!" Harry grunted.
"This babe is really built!"
Jock suddenly intervened. "Hey! The upper half of hers mine!" he insisted. "Stay on
your own ground!"
There was a short bitter argument, with Alice faithfully sucking Jock’s cock in the
meantime. She was afraid to stop, but the thought of these horrible men arguing over
her body as if it was a side of beef sickened her. She wished Jock would cum and get it
over with. His dammed cock was half-choking her.
Jock leaned forward to claim his prize. His fingers slipped under Alice’s shoulders,
toying with the tits Harry had been fondling.
Harry began work in his own territory. He ripped loose the waistband of Alice’s skirt,
pulling it down around her knees. Her panties followed. She didn’t think he’d be able
to get them completely off her, but Harry proved to be unbelievably strong. He picked
her up by the waist as he scooped the garments from her legs. She hung in the air,
pinioned at the mouth by Jock’s prick, which lanced deep into her face.
Harry let the stunned girl thump down on her knees again. She heard him kneeling
behind her. She steeled herself for what she knew was coming, but it was still a shock
when she felt his fingers pawing at her unprotected cunt.
"Jesus! She’s dripping wet!" Harry mumbled as his fingers dipped into her slit.
"Yeah… full of dog cum," Toby said. "I told you I caught her fucking a German
shepherd."
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"Aw, don’t give me that shit! More likely you fucked her yourself. There is one hell of a
fucking lot of goo here, though!"
Which made it all the easier for the big man to work his totally unwanted fingers up
into Alice’s pussy hole. With revulsion, she felt her pussy lips being pushed aside. A
moment later her twat was full of Harry’s thick, long finger. He began to slowly finger-
fuck her. "Nice and fucking tight," he muttered. "She’s gonna be a good fuck!"
Alice thought she was going to be fucked right then, with Harry fucking her from
behind while Jock came in her mouth. Like a repeat of her scene with Gus and Toby,
only this time against her will.
But she was saved from the immediate intrusion of Harry’s cock into her cunt when a
fierce argument broke out between Harry and Toby. "You calling me a liar?" Toby
yelled. "I said I caught her fucking a dog and I’m sticking with it!"
"Aaahhh, quit jiving me," Harry sneered. The argument went on, arid so did Harry’s
finger, moving in and out of Alice’s cunt. It was soon joined by a second. Harry’s
fingers were so big that they felt like a cock moving in and out of her vagina. To Alice’s
horror, they began to feel good! She had to keep fighting down an urge to shove her ass
backward in an attempt to entice those fingers further up into her suddenly responding
cunt. But that was just too humiliating to contemplate. It was one thing to be the
helpless victim of these horrible men, but if her body were to betray her, if she were to
actually take pleasure in it…
Fortunately, or unfortunately, Jock provided a distraction. His cock began to swell in
Alice’s mouth. "Oh, Jeez! I’m gonna cum!" the little man wheezed. He sat up straight,
abandoning Alice’s tits. His hands grabbed the sides of her head. He began moving her
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head up and down in his lip, fucking her mouth the full length of his massively swollen
prick.
Alice gagged and choked, but there was nothing she could do about it, except fight to
open her throat so she could breathe. She was finally successful, and Jock’s broad
cockhead slipped down her throat. Each time he pulled her head down now, all of his
cock disappeared into her mouth.
"God, look at that broad gobble cock!" Toby said, forgetting his argument with Harry.
Harry craned his neck around, his fingers quiet for the moment up inside Alice’s cunt.
A sudden rush of sperm into her throat gagged Alice. Jock was cumming at last. Alice
started sucking hard as she fought to swallow every drop of the hated little man’s
sperm. It was that or choke. Still, a little leaked back out where her lips were stretched
so thinly around the base of his pulsing cock.
Harry’s fingers grew more active up inside the panting girl’s cunt. She shuddered, with
pleasure as much as with revulsion. Oh God, Harry’s fingers were beginning to drive
her wild!
Jock pulled his cock out of her mouth without any preamble. One last gush, spouting
from the swollen, saliva-shiny tip, sprayed over one cheek. Self-consciously, the girl
reached up a hand and wiped it away.
Harry was still finger-fucking her from behind. A hot dreamy look stole over the girl’s
face. She rocked slowly back and forth on her hands and knees, not actually fucking
back against Harry’s hand, but not exactly fighting, either. She knew if he kept up what
he was doing, she’d eventually cum. The thought made her feel ashamed, the thought
that her body could betray her that way, make her respond to vicious men like this, but
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there seemed to be nothing she could do about it.
Suddenly Harry pulled his finger out of her cunt. Alice, to her further embarrassment,
was a little disappointed. But then Harry’s next words sent a riot of conflicting
emotions racing through her abused body. "The hell with this handwork," Harry
grunted. "I’m gonna fuck this chick. Shove my cock up her twat. This broad’s cunt was
made for cock!"
Alice resigned herself to an unwanted fuck. Or was it really all that unwanted? Her
cunt throbbed hotly, fully aroused by Harry’s rough but enthusiastic finger work. She
meekly rolled over on her back on the cleanest place she could find, a blanket carelessly
thrown down on the littered floor. Looking up, she saw Harry undressing. She had to
admit, he had a really nice body. He was muscular, broad-chested, and slim-hipped.
Her eyes widened when he pulled off his shorts. What a cock! Big enough to match the
rest of his powerful body, and already erect, jerking out from the waistband of his
shorts as he pulled them down, dancing and swaying, jutting out from his lean
muscular belly.
Alice swallowed nervously. It was really going to be something when he shoved that
huge cock up her simmering cunt. She was really going to have to fight to keep from
going out of her head with passion. She hoped she’d have the guts to deny these
animals the chance to see her respond to what could only be called rape. Sighing, Alice
spread her legs wide as Harry moved toward her.
"Hey… look! I think she want it!" Harry guffawed. "Look at that sweet little pie, all wet
and ready for old Harry’s cock!"
Alice blushed, but made no move. When was the crude slob going to get it over with?
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When was he finally going to shove his cock up her twat and pump her full of his cum?
Harry lowered himself over the girl’s splayed-out body. "You want this, don’t you?"
Harry leered down at her. He squeezed his cock gently with one hand. Alice saw a
single gleaming drop of pre-cum well up in the slitted end of the big man’s prick. It
hung for a moment, like a liquid jewel, then slowly dripped down in a long sticky
string. Alice licked her lips. Harry sure had one hell of a cock!
She watched him crowd in between her legs, kneeling. He moved the bloated tip of his
cock until it brushed her cunt lips. Alice felt her body flinch. But not away from the
advancing prick. Toward it!
"I told you she wants it!" Harry crowed. He worked the huge head of his cock in
between Alice’s plump pussy lips. She had to bite down on her lower lip to keep from
moaning with pleasure as she felt the rubbery organ slide up and down her sensitive
slit. She twitched again when it rubbed over her throbbingly awake clit. Her whole
body tensed as Harry’s hips ground slowly forward, ready to drive his big prick up into
her treacherously eager cunt.
But Harry suddenly drew back. Almost with a sense of dismay, Alice felt his cock
retreating from her simmering pussy hole. Her hips tried to strain upward, to trap the
end of Harry’s teasing prick. But she managed to fight down the temptation.
Harry shoved forward again. Alice gritted her teeth as the first inch or two of her cunt
channel filled with hard hot cock. God, but it felt good! How come she got turned on
even when she didn’t want to be turned on?
Once again Harry started to withdraw his cock. Alice could no longer fight the burning
need that was torturing her steaming cunt. "Oooohhhh… please!" she sobbed
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shamelessly. "Don’t torture me!" Her hips twitched upward, driving her cunt after the
slowly retreating cock.
"Hah! What’d I tell ya?" Harry bellowed. "The cunt wants it! She wants old Harry’s
cock up her hot little snatch!" Alice was too humiliated to reply. But she knew he was
right. She did indeed want his cock. As teased and tormented as her cunt was, it would
have accepted just about any cock.
Harry’s face suddenly darkened with lust. "Okay, cunt!" he growled. "You wanted it…
you’re gonna get it!"
He instantly rammed his hips forward. His entire cock thundered up into Alice’s twat.
"Uuummmppphhhh!" she grunted, not because it hurt, but because being filled so
suddenly with so many thick, hot inches of steaming cock knocked the breath from her.
Not even pretending any more, she started moaning, rocking her hips up to meet
Harry’s cock as he began fucking into its slick wet depths.
"God, look at the bitch go!" Jock babbled, dancing eagerly around the couple on the
floor as his buddy’s huge cock thundered in and out of Alice’s cunt. She managed to
keep fairly silent in an attempt to salvage as much of her pride as possible, but there
was nothing she could do to hold her body still. It writhed with pleasure, automatically
bucking upwards as her cunt sought to be filled with as much of Harry’s hotly thrusting
cock as possible.
"Jesus! I want at them tits!" Harry panted. "I want to look at this hot little cunt while I
fuck her!"
Without warning, he suddenly turned over, taking Alice with him. She gasped as she
found herself sitting astride the big man, his cock lancing up into her twat from below.
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Almost instantly Harry started pawing her tits. He even managed to suck one rock-hard
nipple deep into his mouth, craning his neck forward.
But Harry wanted more. "Come on… fuck!" he ordered. Placing his hands underneath
the girl’s asscheeks, he encouraged them to bob up and down. Alice lost the last of her
self-control. She saw that the only way she was going to be able to get that mammoth
prick moving in and out of her throbbing cunt again was to do it herself. She began
slamming her ass up and down, sliding her cunt the full length of Harry’s swollen cock.
"Oooohhhh…" she moaned shamelessly. "Ooooohhhhh… aaaahhh hhhhh…" Lost in the
delights of feeling Harry’s big cock plowing all the way up to the far end of her
quivering vagina, eager now for an orgasm, Alice barely heard the flurry of movement
behind her. Suddenly, without warning, she felt a heavy, furry weight descend on her
back. It drove her forward, until her tits mashed against Harry’s chest. As he fucked up
into her cunt from below, her ass was shoved higher than her head.
"Hey! What’s happening?" Harry blurted. Toby’s laughing, mocking voice came from
behind Alice. "You wouldn’t believe me when I told you I found this cunt fucking a
dog. Well… now you re gonna find out first-hand! I’m getting Cutlass ready to hump
her!"
Alice suddenly realized it was the big Doberman’s weight on her back that was forcing
her downward. He had mounted her, the way Gus had! Toby must have encouraged
him! Oh God! She was going to get fucked by a dog again!
It was another couple of seconds until the most obvious difficulty entered her
thoroughly confused mind. "But… but he can’t!" she blurted. "Harry’s cock is already in
my cunt. How can…" Toby’s cruel laugh cut her off. "That ain’t the only hole, baby."
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Alice began to struggle, her eyes bulging with fear. "No! No, you can’t mean that!" she
wailed. "You won’t let him fuck me in the asshole! He… He’ll split me in two!
Noooooooo!"
But it was already too late. For the second time in her life, Alice felt a dog’s tapered,
needle-pointed cock slithering in between her thighs. She fought to break free of her
suddenly vulnerable position, to writhe her ass out of the way before her quailing
asshole was invaded by Cutlass’s cock. She knew she’d never be able to stand it. The
dog’s prick was just too big, at least as big as Gus’ from the feel of it working toward
her crotch.
But Harry’s powerful arms circled around her upper body, holding her tightly in place.
He seemed to enjoy the new development. "Let’s hear how she howls when she gets her
tight little ass reamed!" he guffawed.
Cutlass’s cock ran into the shaft of Harry’s cock, jutting obscenely from Alice’s cunt.
The long red dog cock slid smoothly along Harry’s thick white rod, led straight toward
her loins. It fed into her asshole like ammunition into the breech of a gun. Slice felt the
needle tip probe from a moment at the fear-puckered opening to her rectum. She
tensed, knowing what would come next.
"AAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!" Alice shrieked as the dog humped wildly forward,
burying his cock up inside her guts. Agonizing pain flooded through the horrified girl’s
lower body. She felt like she’d been split in two. She writhed and twisted, trying to fight
free as the dog’s cock pounded again and again up into her cruelly stretched asshole.
But the damage was more apparent that real. Although her sphincter muscles screamed
with pain, nothing tore. Alice finally quit struggling, collapsing on Harry’s brawny
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chest. That was the best thing she could have done. When she at last gave up the fight,
her tensed muscles relaxed. Her asshole flowered open to accommodate the dog’s huge
prick.
"Oh!" Alice blurted in surprise as she felt Harry and Cutlass finally begin to coordinate
their strokes. Harry’s cock slammed up into her cunt. A fraction of an inch away,
separated inside only by a thin membrane, the dog’s prick kept pace, plowing deep into
her guts. Amazement flooded over Alice’s face. God! it felt… it felt kind of… good!
Alice had never been so stuffed with cock in her life. Her whole lower body was filled
with ceaselessly drumming, hotly sliding prick-meat. Her clit ground down against
Harry’s pubic bone. Her tits mashed into his chest. There was male flesh all around her,
and some fur too. She was intensely aware of Harry’s sweating naked body below,
pressed against her belly, and of the dog’s sleek furry ribs pushing down against her
back. And most of all, of the two huge cocks thundering up into her. For one brief
instant, Alice realized how she must look, sandwiched in between two rutting males,
the one human, the other canine, their cocks lancing up into her cunt and her asshole
from below.
Terror, lust, and relief all combined to overwhelm the girl. She lost her head. All she
dared let herself be aware of was the ecstasy in her overstuffed belly. She went wild with
passion.
"Oooohhhhhh…" she groaned. "Shove your wonderful cocks up into my cunt. Cum in
me… hurry up! Cum! Before it’s too late! Cum with me! Cuuuuuummmmmm…" The
girl’s voice died off on a choking moan. "Jesus! Look at her go!" Jock blurted. The girl
was writhing madly in between the two big bodies trapping her. He and Toby caught
sight of paired cocks flashing in and out of her twin passages, each contrasting lewdly
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to the other, one thick and white and blue-veined, the other long and scarlet.
"Ooohhhh… Jeeezuuuuzzzz!" they heard Harry bellow. "Her fucking cunt’s eating me
alive! I can feel the Goddamned dog’s cock squirting into her ass! God! I’m cumming!
AAARRRGGGHHH!"
There was no doubt that the three were cumming together, Harry’s semen boiling up
into the writhing girl’s cunt, the dog’s into her bowels. Thick streams of combined
animal and human cum gushed back out the two cock-stuffed holes, matting over hair
and fur and skin.
Jock got an erection just watching. "Jesus!" he whimpered. "When those two horny
fuckers climb off that hot little babe, I’m gonna rip me off a piece of smoking tail!"
"Not a chance," Toby grunted, pushing the smaller man aside, his cock jutting from his
fly as he massaged the swollen tip. "I’m next. You had yours when she sucked you off."
The two men were arguing fiercely ad the lewdly locked trio on the floor slowly came
untangled. Cutlass hopped down, curling in a surly black heap on the floor to lick his
cock clean. Harry roughly rolled the still-panting girl from on top of him, gasping for
air.
"I tell you… she’s mine next!" Toby was shouting, Alice looked tiredly up from the
floor. "Please… won’t you let me go now?" she cried out.
There was a sudden splintering crash and the door flew open. Heads spun. Eric and
Chris stood in the ruined doorway. "You heard the lady," Eric said in a cold, flat voice,
a voice Alice had never heard him use before. "The lady wants to go home."
A knight in armor wouldn’t have looked any more wonderful to Alice. "Please… get me
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out of here!" she pleaded. Then she suddenly realized her two friends were in danger.
Snarling, Jock and Toby and Harry moved toward the door. And of course, there was
Cutlass. "Sick ’em," Toby ordered the rapier-like dog.
"Oh, run… run!" Alice cried out to Chris and Eric as the huge Doberman hurtled
toward them, fangs bared. But she hadn’t counted on another ally. Gus came charging
into the room, huge, with the fur on his shoulders standing up in a ruff. He slammed
into Cutlass, fangs slashing. The Doberman went under in a pile of biting snarling
dogflesh.
The men had clear shots at one another now. Harry in front, Toby and his friends
charged the two men in the doorway. Alice flinched as Harry swung a powerful right at
Eric’s head. But Eric sidestepped gracefully. His foot came up quickly, the toe of his
light shoe slamming into Harry’s balls. The big naked man howled, bending forward,
his eyes bulging from his head. Almost casually Eric’s fist smashed into his mouth.
Harry went down in a pile of whimpering, bleeding naked flesh.
Toby made for Chris, swinging viciously. Grinning, Chris danced backward, jabbing
quickly, his left fist cutting Toby’s surprised face. A quick right and Toby was down,
lying like a log, unconscious.
Snarling, the only survivor, Jock scooped a vicious-looking knife from the table. He cut
at Chris, who flinched back. "Let me handle this," Eric said to Chris, stepping forward.
He stood in front of Jock, looking very casual and relaxed. "Put it down," he said
quietly, "and maybe I won’t hurt you.
"I’m gonna cut your guts out," Jock snarled, leaping forward, the knife a glittering arc
as he swung it. Eric moved lightly to one side, barely shifting his weight. Alice held her
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breath as the blade skimmed his flesh. His hand followed Jock’s arm, seizing it at last,
following through with the motion, but now twisting Jock’s arm down and back. A
quick jerk, the sickening sound of a breaking bone, drowned in Jock’s high-pitched
scream of anguish and it was over. Eric dropped the whimpering little man on his head.
"It’s over, baby," he said to Alice. "We can go home."
It was indeed over Gus had chased Cutlass from the room. Gus came prancing fiercely
back in, a little slashed around the shoulders but triumphant. Alice looked up at her
three rescuers. "Oh, yes… take me home," she said tiredly, holding out her arms.

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16. Story of Zoo Sex

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 7

November 30, 2017September 26, 2024 ADMIN

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 7
The morning sun spilled down through the pines, dappling the soft springy, needle-
strewn ground. Where it could be seen through the thickly interlaced branches, the sky
was a bright cheerful blue. Fresh, fresh… everything was fresh!
Alice stepped off the porch of the cabin, inhaling ecstatically. Her foot sank into the
resilient bed of pine needles that carpeted the ground. She watched one squirrel chase
another up the trunk of a huge fir tree and down the other side. Jays scolded from the
tree tops. "It’s so beautiful!" she sighed happily.
Alice was in ecstasy. Her body glowed after a night of wild fucking. She’d had every
man at the cabin, Chris fucking her half to death after Eric had fucked her from
behind, then Bart taking his turn. The other two girls, instead of being jealous, had
helped, caressing her tits while their men plowed their big cocks into her steaming
cunt. "Helping initiate you a little," was the way Kathy had put it.
The others were still asleep. But sensing the morning blossoming outside, Alice had
quickly dressed and slipped out the side door. She was glad she had. The beauty of the
morning made a perfect complement to the sensuousness of the night. She decided to
go for a walk.
Alice got about a quarter of a mile down a leafyedged path before she got the definite
idea she was being followed. Not an idea, actually, more of a feeling. She walked on a
little faster. Then she heard a rustling in the brush off to one side. Alice turned, one
hand held against her mouth, her breath catching in her throat. Suddenly a hairy body
hurtled out of the brush onto the path, heading straight for her.
"Gus!" Alice said, laughing with relief. The big German shepherd instantly jumped up
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and began licking her face. "Stop it! Stop it!" Alice said, laughing. Then she stopped
laughing as she remembered what that same tongue had done to Ceci’s tits and cunt
the night before. And then, later, how the dog had pounded his canine cock ruthlessly
up the crouching young girl’s shamelessly eager cunt.
Remembering how wildly the dog had fucked Ceci, Alice suddenly felt a little
uncomfortable in his company. She nervously looked for signs of his animal horniness.
But this morning Gus was all dog, darting off down the path, snuffling the pine-scented
ground, looking back from time to time as if encouraging her to come along with him
for a walk.
Shrugging, Alice followed the big animal. Somehow, in this bright beautiful morning,
the panting moaning scenes of last night’s orgy seemed only a vague memory. Gus was
only a dog, a fine companion for a morning’s stroll. Humming cheerfully, Alice set off
down the path, deeper into the woods.
She was glad she had had the guts to ask Eric if she could come up here with him.
What a change from the cramped life she’d led with Tom down in the city, getting him
his breakfast every morning so he could go off to the job he hated. Wait, that wasn’t
true. He didn’t hate his job, actually, he tolerated it, mildly despised it, which was even
worse. A symbol of the pointlessness of their city existence. Too bad they hadn’t had a
chance at living like Kathy and Chris lived. Maybe their life together might have held
more promise.
Alice thought about Eric. She decided she liked him a lot. Sure, he was older, but there
was a kind of timeless curiosity about him that seemed to make life new and interesting
when he was around. How nice to be able to travel around like he did in his van,
visiting friends like Chris and Kathy, on top of their mountain. She wondered how he
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made his living.
The morning was getting a little warmer. Alice had been following the dog uphill for
about a mile. She was hot and a little winded. So when the path broke out into a little
clearing, she was ready to rest awhile. Gratefully she sank down onto a little patch of
soft turf. Gus continued on a few yards and then sensed he was no longer being
followed. He turned his head and stared inquisitively back at Alice. She had to laugh.
He looked so much like a small child, urging on a slow and lazy parent.
When the dog was convinced that the girl wasn’t going on, he came back and lay down
beside her. The way he turned his eyes upward as his big head rested between his paws
was an obvious invitation for Alice to scratch his head.
But she hesitated. After watching the dog in action last night, fucking Ceci, she was a
little afraid of touching him. But he looked so harmless now, just a big overgrown pup
begging for attention. She reached out and started scratching his ears. Once again an
almost suffering look of bliss swept over the dog’s big features. His tail beat the ground
rhythmically.
Eventually Alice grew tired of rubbing. She lay back and drowsed a little, vaguely
looking in the dog’s direction. He rolled over on his side and began to scratch
vigorously. Then, to her surprise, he began to lick his belly, grooming the sleek short
fur. Her eyes opened a little wider as his tongue moved up over the ridged pouch
housing his cock. As he licked, Alice thought she saw the pouch stir a little. Then her
eyes shot wide open. She saw a gleam of red flesh! The tip of the dog’s cock was
sticking about a quarter of an inch out into the open!
Alice sat up nervously. The whole incredible scene from last night flashed across her
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mind, Gus hotly fucking Ceci as she whined and moaned with pleasure, as she
crouched in front of the wildly humping animal, his huge red cock flashing in and out
of her hotly sucking cunt.
The dog stopped licking. The tapered tip of his well-remembered cock slid back up out
of sight into his belly. He looked placidly up at Alice, seeming just like any ordinary
dog. But he wasn’t. She knew that now. Uh-uh, not ordinary at all. He was a dog that
liked fucking women.
But then Alice began to think. What if Gus wasn’t all that out of the ordinary? What if
male dogs in general could be trained to fuck women? She remembered how Kathy had
helped the animal last night, when it didn’t seem quite sure where to ram its ready
cock. Yeah. Maybe dogs in general had the capability.
Alice giggled a little, trying to imagine what it would be like to do the training. Then
her giggles stopped, replaced by a hot flush. All of a sudden she was imagining Gus’
huge cock shoved up her own cunt. God, how would it feel? His prick was so huge! She
remembered the look of absolute wild ecstasy on Ceci’s face while the animal had been
fucking her. Would it… would it feel that good up her own cunt?
Suddenly Alice was very excited. She realized she had a genuine fucking machine lying
on the soft grass right next to her. Her cunt seethed and throbbed, not actually to be
fucked, but with wild forbidden yearnings. Alice knew she wanted to see Gus’ cock
again. She wanted to touch it, to feel what it was like. She remembered how enamoured
Kathy had been of Gus’ prick while she stroked it to hardness, how she had marveled at
its diamond-hard texture.
Alice knew she’d probably be better off if she just got up and went quietly back to the
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cabin. But here was Gus, lying next to her, on his side, his penis sheath clearly visible.
Almost as if they had a will of their own, her fingers reached out and closed around
that soft hairy protuberance.
It was soft. Softer than she’d expected. Gus’ big brown eyes looked up at the girl
questioningly as she started slowly massaging his prick. "Roll over on your back," the
girl hissed at the dog. She had to push a little, but soon he was on his back, looking
slightly ridiculous with his legs in the air. She didn’t care. She had eyes only for his
prick. She began to massage more quickly.
Gus’ eyes grew a little hotter and brighter. One of his rear legs began to twitch
rhythmically. Then, to her delight, Alice felt a core of hardness growing inside the dog’s
hairy penis cover. It was starting to grow!
Alice pumped harder and harder. Then she got her reward. A glimpse of scarlet again
as the needle tip of the dog’s cock slipped out into the open. It brushed the heel of her
hand. She thrilled to its hot slippery touch. Harder and harder her hands worked. She
moved one lower, so that it cradled the hairy pouch of the dog’s big balls. Gus seemed
to be getting more and more excited. Inch by inch his cock slid into the open,
thickening fast, until over half a foot of glistening red dog cock jutted from beneath his
hairy belly. And it was still growing.
So far, Alice hadn’t yet touched the dog’s naked cock flesh. She decided it was time.
Her slender fingers closed around the glistening scarlet rod. And slippery, coated with
its own lubricant. The skin was smooth and thin, seemingly stretched over a core of
steel. No wonder it had pounded so easily up into Ceci’s cunt! Like a railroad spike
being sledge hammered into soft earth!
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Gus whined a little as the girl’s fingers glided hotly over his naked prick. His hips
began to buck a little, just as they had done last night. Alice was entranced. She began
to pump harder. The damned thing was still getting bigger! How had Ceci ever taken
such an immense thing up inside her tight-looking little cunt? Tight-looking hell, it was
tight! Alice had discovered for herself last night, when everyone in the cabin had been
twisted together in a pile of naked lusting flesh. Alice had managed to slip a finger up
Ceci’s juicy cunt, marveling at how tight it was after all the cocks that had been
pounding up into its soft snug depths.
Alice was thinking of all this and more while she pumped on the dog’s cock. Slowly it
began to change shape underneath her fingers. The smoothly tapered tip was slowly
swelling, bloating larger than the shaft. What did that mean? Alice wondered.
A moment later she got her answer. Gus’ balls began twitching and jerking under her
hand. His cock bucked and shuddered. A moment later a thick stream of dog cum shot
out the knob-like tip, jetting through the air. Some of it splattered onto her arms and
face, smeared over the front of her blouse. She didn’t care. She was too fascinated by
watching that huge scarlet rod shoot its hot load into the air. My God! Last night this
same creamy white stuff had been jetting up into Ceci’s cunt! No wonder so much had
gushed back out, running down the backs of Ceci’s quivering thighs. No human cunt
could soak up that much semen!
After a seemingly endless number of spurts, so close together Alice could hardly tell
them apart, the dog’s cock quickly began to shrink. Almost as quickly as he had cum,
the big red organ slipped back home into his belly. The show was over.
But not Alice’s excitement. Watching Gus’ cum boil out the tip of his cock had driven
her nearly wild. She was as hot and as ready as she had been last night, before Eric had
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finally shoved his cock up her needing cunt. God, she wished he was here now!
However, she knew of something that was here, something that had made her blood
boil with passion last night while she had watched it at work.
Gus’ tongue! Alice looked around the glade nervously. Nobody in sight. Nor had she
seen anybody during her walk. The woods seemed deserted. Nevertheless, she moved a
little way off the trail, half under a bush. She quickly undressed, then sat back on the
thick grass. "Come here, Gus," she said softly to the dog, who had been studiously
licking his cock clean. Good! Maybe some of his cum would still be on his tongue when
Alice got him to lick her twat!
Because that’s what she meant to do. How sexy it was, to be naked, out here in the
open, getting ready to encourage a brute animal to lap her snatch! The grass pricked
against her naked ass. The wind caressed her bare tits, making the nipple s pucker
harder. Her cunt needed no encouragement at all. Knowing what was going to happen
to it, it smoldered and simmered with hunger and expectation.
Gus looked up and saw the naked girl. His eyes lit up with a slight flicker of
comprehension, or at least Alice thought so. He got lazily to his feet and ambled over to
Alice. "Go ahead… take your time," Alice said nervously. "After all, you’ve already got it
off. But I haven’t! Ooohhhhh… my cunt’s so horny!"
It proved to be a lot easier than it had last night, between Ceci and the dog. He’d been
reminded of the taste of cunt juice. He quickly picked up the rich smell emanating from
Alice’s cunt. His nose started twitching eagerly.. Alice propped herself up on her
elbows, staring down at her cunt as she helpfully spread her legs. The dog crowded in
between her thighs, his head dipping down toward her crotch. Alice tensed, waiting for
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the first hot touch of that marvelous tongue.
But what she got was the freezing wet cold of his shiny black nose, as it stabbed
inquisitively into the wet warm flesh of her cunt. "Yaaaiiii!" Alice yelped, flinching
away. Gus looked up, alarmed. For a moment Alice thought he was going to back away.
"Oh, no… good doggie… that’s a good doggie," she said quickly. "Go ahead… lick
Alice’s cunt. She wants it soooooo much!"
Encouraged, the dog lowered his head again. This time he kept his nose about an inch
away. Instead, his huge tongue snaked out, slithering out over Alice’s pussy lips.
The feeling was so intense she fell onto her back. "Oooohhhhh," she moaned, taken by
surprise. "Oh, my God it’s good!"
The next few minutes were a jumble of wild sensations to the panting girl. Gus’ tongue
dug deeper and deeper into her cunt, one hot stroke after another. She felt it forcing
her cunt lips apart, searing into her sensitive slit. Her clit began to swell until it felt as
big as a ping-pong ball. Every time the dog’s tongue touched it, Alice felt like the wildly
sensitive little knob was going to explode.
She managed to sit up for a little while, watching as the dog’s tongue started each
stroke way down between her trembling ass cheeks, deep in her crack, slithering up
past her shuddering asshole, past her seeping pussy pit, up the full length of her
gushing slit until at last it trailed hotly over her achingly hard clit.
Alice wondered why she wasn’t cumming. Or maybe she had been cumming since the
dog started licking her twat. She couldn’t tell, it all felt so wonderful. But what she did
know was that some super-orgasm seemed to be building somewhere up inside her
trembling belly. She knew it was going to be the orgasm to end all orgasms. She waited,
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tense, praying for it to break, every nerve in her body screaming for it. She tensed,
waiting… waiting… it was so close…" And then… nothing, Gus abruptly stopped licking
her cunt. Alice looked down in horror. The big animal was backing slowly from
between her outstretched legs, a strange look on his face.
"No! No, don’t stop now!" Alice pleaded with the big animal. "I was so close! So close…
just a few more swipes of that wonderful tongue."
But no matter how much Alice pleaded, she couldn’t coax the dog’s tongue back into
her slit. Then she saw why. As Gus backed away, he turned his body slightly to the
side. That’s when Alice saw it, beneath his body, dangling long, heavy, and red.
The dog had another erection.
"Oh my God!" Alice blurted. She hadn’t realized Gus would be able to get it up again
so quickly. She stared fixedly at his huge red probe. Gus was whining a little, looking
anxiously in her direction. It took her a minute to realize the significance of his
behavior, but then, in one blinding flash of insight, she understood. Gus wanted to fuck
her!
Alice found she could hardly breathe. Now she knew all those mighty inches of dog
cock were meant for her. Gus had obviously learned a lot last night, when he’d climbed
Ceci’s sleek round buttocks and pounded his bone-hard cock up into her eager twat. He
was ready again, but this time it was Alice’s cunt that was the target.
"Uh-uh," Alice muttered, shrinking away. She couldn’t do a thing like that. She
couldn’t let a brute animal fuck her… could she? Her cunt twitched, and Alice realized
it was twitching with sexual hunger. Even if her mind was saying no, her body was
remembering the wild way Ceci had responded to the dog’s cock last night. "Face it,
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Alice," the girl murmured to herself. "Why else were you playing with Gus’ cock. You
want him to fuck you!"
Even as she said the words, Alice’s body melted with desire. Oh God, yes! She wanted
that huge red cock up inside her cunt! She wanted to be fucked by a dog! She wanted
to have her pussy lips spread apart by Gus’ huge cock!
And not just because it would feel good. The very forbiddenness, the depravity of being
fucked by an animal, was turning her body into a seething sea of lust. In her mind was
a vivid image of what she would look’ like, crouched on all fours like a bitch in heat
while Gus mounted her from behind, ready to drive his mammoth cock up into her
shamelessly offered cunt.
"I shouldn’t… I shouldn’t!" Alice whimpered, even while she rolled over onto all fours,
her shapely naked ass pointed back toward the dog.
She couldn’t bring herself to encourage the dog to fuck her. But she didn’t need to.
With last night and Ceci’s tight cunt fresh in his memory, one look at the kneeling
Alice’s back-thrust ass was enough. The big dog pranced forward, his stiff cock dancing
and jerking obscenely underneath his lean powerful body. He sniffed once at the girl’s
pussy, which pooched back between her trembling thighs. He licked a couple of times,
his wet tongue plastering the girl’s blonde pussy hair out of t he way. Her slit
beckoned, a pink gash, bubbling with sex juice. The pit of her pussy hole gaped open a
little, ready and waiting for the animal’s big cock.
Gus mounted the crouching girl’s buttocks in one smooth motion. His forelegs clamped
tightly around her waist. His rear legs shuffled in closer, shoving his cock against Alice’s
thighs.
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Then the dog lost it a little. He couldn’t find her pussy hole. He started humping hard
against the back of one thigh, his sharp tipped cock digging into the soft flesh. Alice
squealed with alarm, not because he was hurting her, but because she was afraid the
dog would cum without ever having shoved his steel-hard prick up into her waiting
cunt.
Because, now that she had decided to go ahead and let the dog fuck her, Alice was
desperate to feel his huge prick up inside her cunt. Her ass waved back wildly, trying to
position her pussy hole so that it would catch the dog’s drumming prick.
Finally, remembering how Kathy had hand-fed Gus’ prick up into Ceci’s equally elusive
hole, Alice reached back beneath her body with one hand. Her cool fingers closed
around the dog’s cock, making him yip with surprise. Once again Alice marveled at
how hard the dog’s cock was. She didn’t dare think about its size. She’d never have
enough courage to let him fuck her if she dwelt on how impossible it seemed to have
such an enormous cock shoved up into her tight little snatch.
After a lot of one-handed balancing, Alice finally managed to guide the tip of Gus’s
cock up to her hungry slit. Even then, it slid crazily up and down the slippery, heated
channel, until at last the tapering end caught briefly at the opening to her vagina.
That was all it took. As soon as he felt a hole in front of his roving prick, Gus started
fucking wildly forward. His cock slammed up into Alice’s unprepared cunt as
mercilessly as it had into Ceci’s.
"Aaaaaggggghhhhhh!" Alice shrieked. It felt as if someone had shoved the handle of a
baseball bat straight up her twat. The iron hardness of Gus’ huge prick bruised the
sensitive walls of her pussy hole, digging deep, holding in her for a moment, then
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slithering back out as the dog got ready for another mad thrust.
"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…" Alice grunted, each time the dog’s cock slammed deep into her
cunt. His loins hammered against her ass cheeks with machine gun speed. Fortunately,
he was fucking her so fast she didn’t have time to be afraid. If she had, she might have
tensed up so much the animal’s huge, unyielding prick might have hurt her badly.
Alice was amazed by how stuffed with cock her cunt was. It hurt, it hurt quite a lot, she
was aware of that. But the pain receded into the background, driven from her mind by
the wonder of knowing she was actually being fucked by an animal. She remembered
how Ceci had looked last night, crouched on the rug, trying to brace herself as Gus
loomed above her, hammering his cock deep into her protesting cunt. She herself must
look that way now. She wondered how her face looked, if it looked foolish or ecstatic,
happy or twisted with pain. But what did all that matter? All that was beginning to
matter to Alice was the feel of Gus’ plundering cock up inside her throbbing cunt.
Because it was beginning to feel good. Pure, unalloyed good. No other cock had ever
reached so far up into Alice’s quivering vagina. It felt so different. Its tapering shape
and slick skin helped it slide in easily. Each inch the big red prick pounded up into
Alice’s cunt, the wider the shaft got. She felt herself being progressively opened up, her
cunt lips stretching wide to make room for the base of the huge probe.
"Oh, fuck me, you great big beautiful animal!" Alice panted. "Shove your cock into my
belly. Make me howl. Make me cum!"
Gus was doing his best, humping madly, his rear feet digging into the grass. His
forelegs jerked the girl back toward his drumming loins. His cock sank again and again
into her simmering twat, his hairy balls swinging forward at the end of each stroke to
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slap into her pussy slit, against her clit, adding to the ecstasy shuddering through her
dog-fucked body.
Alice tried to imagine how she must look, out here in the open, stark naked like a
woodland nymph, crouched on all fours in front of a rutting beast. What a thoroughly
pagan idea, the maiden ravished by the brute animal. So incredibly, forbiddingly sexy!
The orgasm that had eluded Alice when Gus was licking her snatch was on its way
back. She could feel the pressure building in her belly. She knew another few thrusts
might do it. But she wanted to make sure Gus came too, filled her cunt with his lewd
animal semen when she herself reached orgasm. "Ooohhhh… hurry up and cum in me,
you beautiful brute!" she panted. "I want to feel your cum squirt up into my cunt!"
Alice had been staring down at the ground in front of her, the better to balance herself.
Suddenly, to her amazement, she could have sworn she was looking at a pair of trouser-
clad knees, sinking down into the grass right in front of her. She shook her head.
Impossible!
But when she blinked and opened her eyes again, the knees were still there. Her head
jerked up. Now she found herself staring head-on at a swollen cock, jutting from an
open fly.
"Oh!" she yelped. There was a man kneeling in front of her! Alice’s eyes jerked up to
an unfamiliar grinning face. She saw a young man, maybe in his middle or late
twenties. He was slowly massaging the naked cock that jutted from the front of his
pants.
Once the shock was over, Alice tried to scramble to her feet. But Gus wasn’t about to
let her go. His powerful forelegs, wrapped so tightly around her waist, held her easily in
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place. The man reached out, holding her head down. "Oh my God! Oh my God!" she
whimpered over and over again. How terrible! To be caught in the act, fucking a dog!
"Hey! Hey… relax!" the man said. She knew he was trying to make his voice reassuring,
but it didn’t help. "Go away! Please go away!" she sobbed. But the man stayed put.
"Don’t get upset, honey," he said. "I just want you to suck my cock."
"Huh?" Alice stared up at the young man. Was this really happening? She knew she
didn’t want him here, but what could she do? Gus obviously wasn’t going to stop
fucking her until he’d shot his load up into her cunt. Nor did she want him to, really.
Why didn’t the man just go away?
Then Gus started fucking even harder. His cock raced far up into her cunt. It felt so
good the girl was stunned. Her eyes glazed. "Ooohhhhh," she moaned helplessly. She
felt something soft brush over her lips. It wasn’t easy, but she managed to focus her
eyes a little. She found herself staring down the length of the stranger’s cock. The tip of
it was pressing against her mouth. "Come on… come on… open your mouth! Suck my
prick!" the man urged her.
Why not? What was to stop her from sucking his cock into her mouth? Cock… cock
everywhere, dog cock up her cunt, man cock in her mouth. Why not go all the way? It
was a turn-on really, to have this stranger show up while she was shamelessly fucking
the dog and then shove his cock in her mouth. Why not be completely shameless?
Alice’s lips parted slowly. The head of the man’s cock slowly sank past them. The girl’s
lips stretched, ovaling around the bloated shaft. More and more cock disappeared into
her mouth, until she felt the spongy tip press against the back of her throat. She started
sucking then, not wanting him to shove his prick any deeper. She knew she’d choke.
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"Oh, Jesus!" she heard the man moan. "Your mouth’s so fucking hot! And soft… like
butter!"
He began to rock his hips back and forth, slowly sliding his cock in and out of her
hotly sucking mouth. Alice was suddenly glad this was happening. How exciting, to
have this man’s prick in her mouth and Gus’s in her cunt! She felt a little as if she were
suspended between two huge cocks, hanging in the air as they chugged in and out of
the opposite ends of her body.
Each time Gus fucked forward, Alice was jolted onto the stranger’s cock in her mouth.
Both pricks were sliding in so deeply, it seemed as if they would have to meet
somewhere inside her cock-stuffed body.
"Mmmmmmppphhhh… mmmnnnnggggg," Alice moaned around the cock in her
mouth. God, she felt good! Gus’ cock was still slamming deep into her twat. She
rammed her ass back savagely, trapping as much of the huge rod up inside her
simmering twat as she could. She heard the dog yelp. God, she’d heard him yelp like
that before, when he came! Now she realized that his cock felt different up inside her
cunt, fuller, not so slender in the tip. Then she remembered how the needle-shaped tip
had changed just before Gus came in her hands how the end had swollen so
grotesquely.
Gus was getting ready to cum! He was going to fill her cunt with his obscene dog
sperm!
Alice started sucking madly on the cock in her mouth. When Gus came, she didn’t
want to have to think about anything but the animal prick in her cunt. Her cheeks
hollowed and filled madly as she sucked. Her tongue wrapped around the underside of
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the man’s mouth-tapped prick. She managed to reach up and slide one hand into his
open fly. Her fingers curled around his balls, squeezing gently.
"Aaaarrrrrrggghhhhh!" the man moaned loudly. His cock swelled in her mouth. She
knew he was going to cum, just like Gus was going to cum. She wondered what the two
males were thinking. They obviously had to be staring at one another, face to face, over
the length of her sweating, humping back. She tried to imagine the man, looking into
Gus’ hot feral eyes. She could feel the dog’s saliva dripping onto her back, so she knew
his tongue must be hanging out of his mouth.
Then there was no time to think. The cock in her mouth gushed sperm, a thick torrent
of the hot slippery liquid pouring down her throat. Alice swallowed madly, trying to
keep from choking. The man tangled his fingers in her hair. He held her head firmly in
place as he sawed his spouting cock in and out of her mouth. Over the sound of her
own choking and spluttering, she was vaguely aware of his deep moans of pleasure.
Oh, God! Gus was starting to cum too! She could feel his huge cock twitching and
shuddering up inside her cunt! She quickly spit out the stranger’s cock. He was finished
cumming anyhow. Then she turned her face, dripping with cum, and stared back at
Gus. "Come on, you fucking animal!" she squealed. "Cum in me! Fill me with your
animal semen. Squirt it up into my belly!"
As the first burst of the dog’s jism shot into the kneeling girl’s cunt, her own orgasm
rose to meet it. "Aaaaiiiyyyy!" she wailed, bucking and writhing wildly. "Oh God! It
feels so good!" she whimpered. Gus’s cum seemed to be rushing into her cunt in one,
long, never-ending stream. It felt as if it were drilling a smoking hole right up into her
womb. The knobby tip was so far up inside her spasming vagina that it felt as if it were
right under her tits.
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The man, who had fallen back on his haunches, panting for breath, the last of his cum
dripping stickily from his quickly shrinking prick, stared at the girl in amazement.
Jesus, he’d really stumbled onto something here! He’d hardly been able to believe it
when he’d come down the path and found a beautiful naked girl crouched on the
ground, panting and moaning while a huge German shepherd fucked into her cunt
from behind.
The irresistible impulse to become a part of such an incredibly lewd scene had
prompted him to fall on his knees in front of her and beg her to suck his cock. Hell, if
she’d refused, he’d have pried her fucking jaws open himself and rammed his throbbing
tool down her throat. There were certain kinds of temptation a man shouldn’t be
expected to resist.
Look at the bitch go! The man stared at the lovely blonde nymph as she wailed and
bucked in front of the humping dog. He moved around to the side, where he could
actually see Gus’ thick red cock chugging in and out of Alice’s tight pink twat. Thick
streams of dog cum ran down the backs of her thighs. Her pussy lips were slippery with
it. His own semen dripped from her chin. He saw the girl’s little pink tongue dart out,
automatically trying to lick her lips clean.
Hot cunt! Who the hell was she anyhow? The dog looked kind of familiar. Jesus, no
point in asking her now. There wasn’t going to be any talking to this hot little number
until she stopped cumming.
Finally Alice fell forward onto her belly, gasping for breath. Gus’ cock, spent now,
slithered easily from her cum-drenched cunt. For a moment Alice was aware of nothing
but the shuddering aftershocks in her cunt as she slowly wound down from her
shattering orgasm. Then she felt a hand pawing at the sides of her tits, another hand
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trying to roll her over. "Don’t," she whimpered, remembering the stranger whose cock
she’d so shamelessly sucked.
"Hey… take it easy kid," he said. "We’re old friends now, remember? You just sucked
my cock."
Alice looked up at the man. So much had happened since yesterday that she didn’t
know whether she should be ashamed or pleased by what had just happened. He was
nice-looking enough, regular features and thick curly hair. And he had a nice cock, she
remembered, although it was now out of sight inside his pants. "Who… Who are you?"
Alice finally panted. She realized she didn’t even know the man’s name.

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THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 6

November 30, 2017May 19, 2024 ADMIN

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 6
Alice felt her mouth hanging open. She realized she’d forgotten to breathe the last few
seconds. Her breath hissed in sharply. Had she heard right? Could she believe what she
saw? The lovely Ceci down on her knees, making love to a dog?
Or getting ready to. Kathy started clapping her hands delightedly. "Do it for us, Ceci,"
she laughed. "Get Gus to fuck you."
Ceci looked up at Eric. "Would you mind? I mean, after all… he’s your dog."
Eric smiled. "Hell no. Anyhow, it’s good for his nerves."
"Oh, goodie!" Ceci chirped. "Let’s see… where can I do it?" She moved around the
room, beginning to take off her clothes. Alice found herself admiring the other girl’s
body as it was slowly bared to view – small but well-shaped tits, a slender waist,
smooth, shapely thighs, rounded hips and ass, and a sweet little puff of light brown
pussy hair, nested over a tight-looking cunt.
Finally Ceci selected a thick sheepskin rug in the middle of the floor. "Nice and soft,"
she said, sitting down on the rug cross-legged. She turned toward Gus, who was still
standing next to Eric. "C’mere, boy," she called softly. "Come over to Ceci!"
The big dog’s ears pricked up. He looked up questioningly at Eric, Eric nodded, and
Gus trotted eagerly over to Ceci. "That’s my boy," the honey-blonde cooed, rubbing the
animal’s ears. Gus tongue shot out, licking over Ceci’s face. "No!" she spluttered. "I’ve
got something better than that for you to lick. Time to get Ceci nice and hot and wet –
so she can take that big red cock of yours up her tender little twat."
Alice curled further back into her snug nest of cushions. She could hardly believe that
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Ceci was going to go through with it. Her own body was undergoing alternating
spasms of cold and heat as she tried to imagine the lovely, delicate young woman sitting
on the rug, giving herself to a brute animal. Part of Alice’s mind told her to get up and
leave, run out of the room. Sex she loved, but the kind of wild, kinky, uninhibited sex
practiced by this odd group of people was a little much for her.
But another part of her mind begged to stay; thrilled with the idea of watching Ceci get
her cunt reamed by a dog’s cock. Alice’s own cunt throbbed and steamed, simmering
from the lewd scenes she’d already witnessed. She decided to stay. No one was paying
her any attention. My eyes were on Ceci and Gus. Half-hidden in her cushions, Alice
felt safe.
Ceci took Gus’ big head in her hands. She tried pulling it down from her face. "Come
on… at least you can lick my tits, you big lug," she said, giggling, But Gus merely
nuzzled the softly jiggling, pink-tipped mounds. He seemed to be both excited and
confused. Eric stepped a little closer. "If you want him to lick your tits," he volunteered,
"rub some pussy juice on them. He loves the smell."
"Good idea," Ceci said. She reached down between her legs. Alice saw the other
woman’s slender fingers dip into her slit, pushing aside the light brown pussy hair.
Alice caught sight of a gleam of shiny wet pink flesh. "Mmmmmnnnnn… I’m getting
wet already," Ceci sighed, running her fingers slowly up and down her clit. Her face
was soft and dreamy.
"Stop playing with yourself and get on with it," Kathy giggled. But Alice noticed it was
a somewhat nervous giggle. Everyone in the room seemed to be a little tense. Alice
realized she was tense as she waited for Ceci to make her next move with the big dog.
Almost regretfully Ceci took her fingers from her pussy slit. They gleamed wetly with
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crotch oil. She carefully smeared the glistening juice over her nipples, first the right,
then the left. "Okay, big boy," she said to Gus. "Come and get it."
As a further inducement, she held her fingers right in front of the dog’s nose. His ears
shot up as he snuffled at their fragrant tips. His tongue shot out, licking the rest of the
cuntjuice from Ceci’s fingers. She slowly drew her hand back, toward her tits, until the
dog’s muzzle was only a fraction of an inch from her rosy little nipples.
Gus’ tongue made the transition smoothly, lapping out to splay wetly over Ceci’s
nearest tit. "Oooohhhhhh," the sated girl sighed softly. "My God, that feels good!" Her
eyes were suddenly hot and excited. And her nipples weren’t so little any more. They
quickly swelled, peaking up, darkening with blood.
Alice, as she watched from her safe corner, began to realize how big Gus’ tongue was. It
rippled impossibly far out of his mouth each time he licked Ceci’s quickly swelling tits,
sliding over huge white fangs, Slightly black-bordered around the edges. Long and thick
and hot-looking. She wished she were Ceci. She wished it were her tits feeling the
loving touch of that immense tongue.
Ceci still sat cross-legged, but now her arms were behind her, palms flat on the floor as
she braced her tits forward toward the faithfully licking animal. Her soft little tits
bounced and quivered under the dog’s eager lapping. His tongue sank into the resilient
flesh, distorting it, dragging at the pink-tipped nipples.
But Gus began losing interest. Obviously, he had long ago licked the last of the cunt-
juice from Ceci’s tits. His tongue began to wander, licking at Ceci’s arms and neck,
grazing her face again.
"Getting bored, lover?" Ceci said, her voice hoarse and shaky. "Well… if you liked that,
I’ve got something even better for you to lick."
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Ceci parted her legs, drawing her knees up high. Alice saw her cunt gaping a little.
"Suck on that for a while, handsome," Ceci said, trying to force the dog’s head down
toward her crotch.
But the dog seemed confused again. He resisted, and he was strong, as Alice had found
out earlier when she tried to pry his head away from her crotch. "Use more cunt juice,"
Eric called.
"Thanks," Ceci said. Once again her fingers dipped into her slit, coming up with more
fragrant pussy juice. Once again Gus showed immediate interest, his nose eagerly
following Ceci’s dripping fingers.
He was already licking as Ceci moved her fingers back down toward her crotch. When
the dog’s nose was about an inch from the girl’s gaping slit, his ears suddenly stiffened.
He had obviously found the mother lode, the source of the tasty liquid he’d been
lapping from Ceci’s fingers and tits.
His nose immediately buried itself in Ceci’s soft-looking cunt curls. "Yowwww… his
nose’s cold!" Ceci yelped, flinching away.
"Yeah… but his tongue isn’t," Kathy murmured as the animal’s tongue shot out again,
this time flattening out over Ceci’s pussy lips. It obviously was satisfying. Ceci stiffened,
a look of unbelievable bliss lighting up her pretty face. "Ooohh… God!" she whimpered.
"It’s like heaven!"
"Well then, enjoy it, baby," Bart guffawed. "’Cause it’s probably the closest to heaven
you’re ever going to get."
Alice looked up at Bart. Another big, good-looking man. And obviously one with a
cock. She noticed a growing bulge in the front of his pants. He was obviously getting
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excited watching his woman make it with the dog. Or maybe it was from watching
Kathy. Alice noticed the black-haired man’s eyes sweeping over Kathy’s lush curves.
"Well… this is close enough," Ceci panted, writhing with pleasure as the dog’s tongue
continued to lash out over her naked cunt. She took him by the ears, trying to guide his
muzzle up and down her saliva-wet slit. But Gus had ideas of his own. He vigorously
shook his head, freeing his ears. Then he turned his head a little to the side to get a
better angle. His tongue lashed out again, this time worming in between Ceci’s plump
pussy lips. He’d found her pussy hole, the gushing well from which so much tasty juice
was flowing. Even from where she was watching, Alice thought she saw the dog actually
shove his tongue a little way up inside Ceci’s vagina.
"Oooohhhhh, God! Ooooohhhh… aaaahhhh… Jesus Christ!" Ceci moaned. She slowly
toppled over backward, obviously no longer able to control her body. Her legs splayed
out to the side, lying flat, her pussy mounding up, wet and furry as the dog’s tongue
continued working up and down her bright pink slit. Ceci writhed and twisted on the
floor. She seemed to be cumming, one sharp wrenching spasm after another shaking
her slight body. In fact, as Alice realized, Ceci seemed to have been cumming almost
from the first touch of the dog’s tongue against her cunt.
"Hey! When you gonna get him to fuck you?" Kathy blurted.
"Yeah… he’s going to get tired soon," Eric warned the girl panting and writhing on the
sheepskin, Gus’ big hairy head buried between her twitching thighs.
"Has… has he got a hard-on?" Ceci managed to gasp.
"Uh-uh… not yet," Kathy said.
"Then how can he fuck me?" It was clear Ceci wasn’t eager to have the dog stop licking
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her snatch.
"You just leave that to me," Kathy said. She dropped on her knees next to Gus’ flank.
Reaching underneath his belly, she began rubbing the hairy pouch that housed his
cock. Gus flinched a little, and his eyes swiveled in his head, trying to stare back at the
plump, kneeling girl. But his muzzle stayed glued to Ceci’s cunt.
Alice hardly dared move. Her eyes flicked back and forth between Ceci’s spasming
cunt, and Kathy’s fingers, so busily at work on the dog’s cock.
"I feel it getting harder inside!" Kathy blurted excitedly. Her fingers worked faster.
"There it is!" she yelped. "The tip of his cock!"
Even from where she was sitting, Alice saw the bright red gleam that heralded the
emergence of the dog’s prick. Just a tiny sliver at first, as the tapered tip poked out into
the open. Then a growing shaft of scarlet as the big dog prick slid slowly out of its
protective sheath. God, it was big! And probably not even fully erect yet. Alice looked
dubiously from the huge emerging probe to Ceci’s neat little snatch. Would it fit?
Would Ceci actually go ahead with it?
Alice was so busy watching the lewd scene taking place in the middle of the floor that
she didn’t notice the added weight on the cushions as someone sat down next to her.
"You taking this all right?" a masculine voice said in her ear. "It’s not too much for
you?"
Alice’s head swiveled around. Eric was sitting next to her, lounging, rather, on the low
cushions. "N-No… it’s all right," she stammered. She even forgot for the moment that
the man next to her was naked. Compared to what was happening between Ceci and
the dog, mere nakedness was nothing!
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She felt Eric move closer. She flinched away a little, wondering how close she wanted to
get to these people. Then she remembered she trusted Eric. Maybe it would be all right
to have him next to her. She felt as if she almost needed someone close. Her body was
beginning to shake, the longer she watched Ceci and Kathy and the dog.
Kathy was eagerly jacking off Gus now, her hand looking small and plump as it glided
up and down the glistening red cock. Gus’ hips were beginning to make little
involuntary jerks, as if he were trying to fuck down into Kathy’s hand. His big canine
face had a foolish look on it, almost a helpless leer as his cock grew and grew. His
tonguing of Ceci’s cunt began to slow, as if he could hardly coordinate the motions.
"It’s hard now!" Kathy said. "Oh, God, is it hard!"
"Okay… okay… I’m ready," Ceci whimpered from the floor. She rolled over suddenly,
her thighs brushing aside the dog’s muzzle. She got up on all fours, still on the shaggy
sheepskin, her ass jutting back toward the dog. Alice stared, open-mouthed. She could
clearly see Ceci’s cunt pooching back between her smooth thighs, two plump cunt lips,
framed by straggling wet pussy fur.
"This turns you on, doesn’t it?" Eric said softly to Alice. She mutely nodded. A moment
later she felt one of Eric’s arms encircle her. She froze, a little afraid to permit any
intimacies at all in this room full of thoroughly uninhibited people. But Eric’s touch
was comforting, and after all, wasn’t this the kind of thing she had been telling herself
she wanted? Wide open sex, with any man she chose? Eric was certainly good-looking
enough. Her eyes flicked over to his nude body. She caught a glimpse of his cock, soft
now down between his thighs. But she remembered how hard it had looked when she
saw it before, lancing up into Kathy’s cunt. Alice managed a smile in Eric’s direction.
Encouraged, he began unbuttoning her blouse. She arched her back a little when he
reached around behind her to unfasten her bra. A moment later she heard his hiss of
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admiration when he pulled her bra off and saw her big naked tits.
That made her feel better, more at home. Alice was proud of her tits, and liked it when
men admired them. A moment later Eric’s hands were gliding over the big mounds,
caressing her nipples, making them stiffen with pleasure. She relaxed a little. It really
was a lot nicer to feel a man’s hands on her tits while she watched Ceci and the dog in
front of her. Like she was in a way part of the action.
However, there wasn’t much action yet. Despite his immense hard-on, Gus seemed
confused as to what went next Kathy had let go of his cock. Ceci crouched on the rug
in front of him, her ass waving desperately in the air. "Why isn’t he fucking me?" the
girl wailed. "He did it before!"
"Once. And that was a long time ago," Kathy replied. "I think he needs a little
reminding."
Kathy led the big animal forward, guiding his nose close to Ceci’s back-thrust cunt.
Rather half-heartily he licked, his tongue slithering up between Ceci’s thighs, caressing
her naked slit. The girl trembled, but whined miserably, "Oh… I’m sick and tired of
cunt-licking, When’s he going to fuck me? Jesus, but I’m horny!"
Alice reflected that if she’d had as much attention paid to her own cunt by Gus’ big
tongue as Ceci had, she’d be horny too. Hell, who was she kidding? She was horny.
Her cunt seethed with need. Now she was glad Eric was next to her. The big man
leaned over, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. Mmmmmmnnnnn… it felt
good! And now his hand was slipping up underneath her skirt, obviously heading for
her cunt. Alice obediently spread her legs. Why not? Why the hell not? She was a free
agent now, free of Tom’s jealousy. Boldly she reached down underneath her skirt and
pulled off her panties. Eric looked at her in surprise. I bet he doesn’t think I’m so
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damned innocent any more, Alice thought delightedly. A moment later she had his
long thick finger up her cunt, digging toward her womb. "Aaaaahhhhhh," the girl
sighed happily.
What a treat to lie there and get finger-fucked while she watched the continuing drama
of Ceci and the dog! Kathy, helpful as usual, was trying to hoist the big animal up onto
Ceci’s back. It was hard going at first, and eventually Bart had to help her. Alice almost
laughed aloud at how foolish Gus looked, his front legs draped sloppily around Ceci’s
slim waist, his rear legs scrabbling through the thick wool of the sheepskin.
But Kathy started jacking the dog off again. Almost immediately the dog’s hips started
jerking forward. All at once he seemed to get the idea. His strong forelegs clamped
commandingly around Ceci’s waist. His rear legs shuffled forward, moving his jerking
cock closer to the girl’s waiting cunt.
But he kept missing, thrusting the huge red organ in the wrong direction. Alice saw the
top of it skid by underneath Ceci’s slightly opened slit, coming away wet with juice, but
still out in the open.
He almost got the crouching girl in the asshole once, the needle-pointed tip of his
scarlet cock catching at the puckered little hole. Ceci twisted away at the last moment,
squealing with fear. "Oh, he’s too big! He’d split me in two!" the girl shuddered.
Alice wasn’t too sure the dog’s cock wouldn’t split Ceci’s cunt in two as well. This close
to that snug little hair pie, the dog’s immense probe looked impossibly large,
particularly when ever helpful Kathy finally took the animal’s cock gingerly in her
fingers and guided the tip up into Ceci’s cuntal opening. Alice saw that pink, ragged
hole forced a little open. It seemed to be stretching already, and Gus’ cock was in less
than an inch.
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She was about to turn and ask Eric if he thought it would fit, when Gus, who finally felt
something promisingly wet and warm surrounding the tip of his cock, lunged forward
with his hips. Every mighty inch of that mammoth dog cock whisked up out of sight
into Ceci’s cunt. All at once, no slow entry, no thoughtful tenderness. Wham! And it
was in. And once it was in, Gus started fucking frantically, his hips hunching
powerfully forward, sending his big prick rocketing in and out of the kneeling girl’s
cunt.
"Aaaauuuuffffff!" Alice heard Ceci grunt. She rocked forward, catching herself on
braced arms as the dog’s loins hammered against her ass. Alice saw her eyes bulge,
probably in shock and pain as her twat was so suddenly filled with hard-thrusting dog
cock. Overfilled was undoubtedly the word, because Alice didn’t see how any woman
could easily take all that huge staff up in her cunt. Certainly not with such brutal speed.
"Oooohhhhh… God!" Ceci moaned. "His cock’s so big! I feel so full of prick inside…
my cunt’s on fire! Ooohhhhh… Aaaaaahhhh!"
"What a hot little piece," Eric hissed. "She really loves to fuck. She’d fuck anything that
could get it up!"
His finger was doing a pretty good job of fucking Alice’s simmering twat. She was
unashamedly panting now, writhing in delight on the cushions. Eric had pulled her
skirt up so he could watch his finger slither in and out of her blond-furred cunt. The
skirt was the only item of clothing she was still wearing, and it was bunched around her
waist like a wide, wrinkled belt, leaving her loins bare.
Alice felt something hard and hot digging into her thigh. She saw that it was Eric’s
cock, quickly hardening again. She impulsively reached down, wrapping her fingers
around the rubbery rod. "Feels good," Eric moaned. "God, I’m glad I pick up
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hitchhikers!"
Alice laughed delightedly. Then her eyes darkened to a deep cobalt blue, almost a
purple. "Aren’t you going to fuck me?" she whispered anxiously.
"God! You bet your gorgeous little ass!" Eric answered. He started to move between her
legs. But Alice stopped him, surprising even herself by her boldness. "Uh-uh," she said.
"Why don’t you do it to me from the back… the way Gus’s doing it to Ceci. And that
way both of us can still watch."
Eric was obviously willing. He helped Alice roll over, until she was on all fours, facing
Ceci and Gus. The girl’s eyes fastened greedily on the madly fucking duo while Eric
knelt behind her. She felt the rubbery tip of his prick slide past her tender inner thigh
flesh. Then her eyes widened, hot with pleased shock as she felt the broad head of Eric’s
prick force its way slowly up into her pussy hole. "Oh, good… Soooooo good!" she
panted, thrusting her ass back hungrily. She tried to imitate Ceci, who was wildly
fucking back against Gus’ pounding red prick. But her cunt still had a little stretching
to do yet, before it was used to Eric’s cock. How the hell was Ceci doing it?
Alice caught sight of a movement over to her right. She saw that Bart had pulled Kathy
down on top of him. His pants were off, his shirt the only thing he was still wearing.
He was reclining back against some bedding, facing Ceci and Gus, with Kathy sitting in
his lap, facing the same way. From the way Kathy’s ass was bobbing up and down, and
from the hot excited look on her cute face, Alice had no doubt Bart’s cock was buried
up inside her already well-fucked cunt. She finally caught sight of it when Kathy raised
her ass particularly high, a thick white shaft disappearing up into the folds of Kathy’s
already dripping wet cunt.
Eric’s cock felt hot and alive up inside her cunt. She was getting used to it. God, it was
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reaching way up inside her pussy channel in this position, stabbing up toward her
fluttering guts! What a day! What a weird day! First Paulette, and now this!
Was that a mirage in front of her staring eyes, or was she really watching a lovely
young girl fucking a huge German shepherd? With the dog’s owner fucking her from
behind at the same time, no less! Ooohhh, Eric! Your cock feels so wonderful up my
cunt! I’m glad you pick up hitchhikers too!"
Alice fucked back harder and harder, feeling her cunt grow hotter and more open. But
she never took her eyes off Gus and Ceci. The crouching honey-blonde was hardly
recognizable now, reduced to a mass of panting, humping, moaning flesh. Her face was
wild, a mask of depraved lust. Could Gus’ dog-cock really feel that good?
"Ooooohhhh, God! He’s going to cum in me!" Ceci wailed. "He’s going to shoot his
dog cum up my twat! I can feel his pick swelling! So big! So fucking big!"
Almost on cue, Gus started yipping wildly. His eyes were hot, animal-like. His tongue
lolled helplessly from his mouth. A sudden gush of thick white semen poured from
Ceci’s cunt. The dog was cumming!
"Aaaaaiiiyyyyy! It’s squirting up into my cunt!" Ceci wailed. "So hot! Like a fire hose!
It’s making me cum too… Aaaaahhhhh!"
Ceci bucked and twisted, head hanging down, her ass grinding madly back against the
dog’s humping loins. As if by signal, the two other wildly fucking couples n the room
began to cum. Alice heard low moans and whimpers coming from the direction of
Kathy and Bart. She stole a quick look. Kathy was riding Bart’s cock like it was a horse,
her head thrown back, her big tits bouncing and jiggling.
She saw Chris, the only male in the room without a woman, drop on his knees next to
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Ceci. He was madly pulling on his bloated cock. A thick stream of semen shot out the
tip, spraying over Ceci’s back and side. One foamy gob ran down the side of her tit,
dripping slowly from the swollen nipple.
Then Alice felt Eric’s cum explode into her own twat. Her orgasm flowered to meet the
sudden hot rush. She forgot about Gus and Ceci, Kathy and Bart, and Chris’s cock
spraying semen over Ceci’s dog-fucked body. All that mattered was the ecstasy in her
cunt, the feel of Eric’s big prick filling her belly with semen. She could sense it pumping
rhythmically up inside her quivering love channel. Felt her womb open to receive the
bubbling semen.
Suddenly she was too tired to go on. Panting, she collapsed forward, Eric on top, his
prick still buried up inside her fluttering pussy hole. She raised her head wearily.
Everyone else looked played out too, even Gus, who hopped tiredly down from Ceci’s
back, his wet red cock already shrinking back up inside his belly. "You liked that, didn’t
you, Alice?" she heard Eric say from behind her as he flexed his fast shrinking cock up
inside her twat. She nodded dumbly.
"Well, eat your Wheaties, kid," he chuckled. "Because if I know these crazy sex fiends
here, the party’s just begun!"

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THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 5

November 30, 2017May 23, 2024 ADMIN

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 5
Opening the door, Alice swung up into the passenger’s seat. It was quite a climb. The
heavy door of the van clunked solidly into place as she settled into the seat. Almost
immediately the van started off. Alice settled back in her seat. Suddenly something cold
and wet brushed across her ear. There was a loud snuffling sound. "Oh!" she yelped,
flinching away.
The driver laughed. "Don’t worry. That’s just Gus. He likes to check out anybody who
gets in the van. It’s his home."
Alice turned around to find herself face to face with a big German shepherd. She could
see only his head and shoulders; the rest of his body was lost in the darkness of the
back of the van. He was looking at her alertly, his brown, intelligent eyes staring into
hers. "Scratch his ears. He likes it," the driver said.
Hesitantly Alice reached out her hand. Gus was a big dog. But as soon as her fingers
began lightly scratching behind his ears, the huge face collapsed into a foolish mask of
helpless pleasure. The dog’s tongue shot out, lapping happily at Alice’s wrist. When
Alice faced forward in her seat again, the dog laid his head on her shoulder, his eyes
begging for more attention. "He’s a big baby," the driver said. "If he gets to be a pest,
just tell him to go into the back." There was a short pause. Alice looked over at the
driver. The glare from the lights of oncoming cars lit up his face from time to time. He
seemed to be about forty, with a heavy mustache and longish thick hair. He was dressed
very casually in old, comfortable-looking clothes. He had a very calm, pleasant face.
"By the way, my name’s Eric," he said. "Eric Stevensen. What’s yours?"
"Alice."
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"Where you going, Alice?"
"Just up to Los Angeles."
The van slowed appreciably, alarming Alice a little, until Eric spoke. "You’ve got the
wrong road, then," he said. "You’ve got to go back the other way to pick up the main
highway."
There was a short silence during which Alice said nothing. She was too dispirited. "Tell
you what," Eric said. "I can’t take you all the way to Los Angeles, but I will take you
back to the main road. You might be able to get a ride there. I don’t know, though… it’s
pretty dark. Not a good idea for a girl to be hitchhiking at all."
Eric turned the van around and headed back the way they’d been coming. Alice was
genuinely moved. After the experiences she’d had so far today, Eric’s kindness seemed
all the more impressive. "Where are you heading?" she finally asked.
"Oh… up into the mountains to stay a few days with some friends of mine. Just kind of
relax."
There was a long silence. Alice’s mind was working madly. She hated the thought of
being back out on the road, hitchhiking. The thought of a place to stay, a neutral place
for a couple of days definitely attracted her. "Would… would you mind if I came with
you?" she finally said haltingly. "I mean… would your friends mind? I really could use a
place to stay for a few days."
She saw Eric frown and become thoughtful. For the first time he turned and really
looked at her, a long searching look, moving up and down all of her he could see.
"Sure… why not?" he finally said. The van turned around again, back the way Eric had
originally been heading.
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The man and the girl were quiet a long time. The road ran up into the mountains.
After about an hour it began to climb very steeply. Eric shifted down to second gear.
The van lurched around hairpin curves. "My friends are a little… well, exuberant," Eric
said abruptly. "If you don’t like anything they say or do, just sing out. Nobody forces
anything on anybody up here."
Alice was too tired, and too relieved to have found a safe haven for the night to pay
much attention to Eric’s words. She knew she trusted him, and for the moment, that
was enough.
Alice could see that there were now tall pines and fir trees all around. The truck turned
onto a side road, climbing higher. Finally, the headlights lit up the cluttered yard of a
cabin, straight ahead. As the van came to a halt, the front door opened and a man and a
woman came out, both young. The woman was younger than the man, about twenty-
one or twenty-two. "That’s Chris and Kathy," Eric said.
"Are they married?" Alice asked.
"Uh-uh… they just live together." Eric slid out of the van without saying anything else.
It was obvious to Alice that he was in a hurry to greet his friends. He and Chris bear-
hugged, dancing around on the porch, their boots thumping loudly on the old
splintered wood. Then it was Eric’s turn with Kathy. What happened next amazed
Alice.
After a quick hug and a smacking kiss, Kathy stepped back and grabbed Eric by the
crotch. Reached right in between his legs and grabbed a handful of balls and cock.
"How’s that big prick of yours hanging?" the girl asked, giggling.
"About as well as these gorgeous jugs of yours," Eric replied, grinning, reaching out
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with both hands and squeezing Kathy’s big tits. Alice looked quickly at Chris, waiting
for the inevitable explosion, knowing damned well what Tom would do if someone,
anyone, did the same to his woman.
But Chris was only grinning. He was a big, rangy man, with a bushy blond beard and
wild hair sticking out in every direction. He suddenly turned and peered into the van.
"Hey!" he yelled. "Eric’s got a girl in there!"
Eric seemed a little embarrassed. "Yeah, that’s Alice," he said meekly. "I picked her up
hitchhiking. She kind of needs a place to crash for a couple of days."
Chris came bounding around to Alice’s side of the van. He flung the door open and
reached up for her. "Come on down and join the party," he bellowed. Alice had a brief
glimpse of wild, sparkling blue eyes and a huge crazy grin as two powerful hands
grabbed her upper arms and swung her down onto the ground. "Wow! Is she pretty!"
Chris yelled.
Eric laughed at the look on Alice’s face. "Don’t mind him," he said to Alice. "He’s a
nut." But Alice could see how much Chris and Eric and Kathy like one another.
They all went into the house. Eric with one arm around Kathy, Chris with one hand
resting warm and friendly on Alice’s shoulder. Gus followed behind, snuffling at the
floor, finally flopping down on a huge pile of cushions. Kathy tugged at Eric’s arm.
"Come on… I want to show you the new bed," she said. Eric looked back at Alice, a
little apologetically, but followed Kathy into another room.
Chris slapped his hands on his knees, bent over with laughter. "That horny broad just
can’t wait!" he crowed. "She hasn’t seen Eric for over a month."
"You mean they’re going to…?" Alice said wonderingly. She knew her mouth was
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gaping open foolishly, but she just couldn’t help it. What an incredible difference there
was between this and what she’d known with Tom! There was no doubt in her mind
that Kathy and Chris were together. The way they looked at one another, the easy way
they touched, testified to that. But Chris was actually laughing as his woman went into
the bedroom with another man! Maybe he was crazy!
"To fuck?" Chris finished for her. "Oh, you bet! Kathy’ll have Eric’s cock up her horny
little cunt before you can…" Chris suddenly stopped talking. He looked sideways at
Alice. "Eric didn’t tell you?" he asked quietly.
"Uh-uh," Alice said, her eyes still bugging out as she stared at the bedroom door.
Chris sat down on a low couch, puffing Alice down with him. "Well… it’s this way,"
Chris said. "Me and Kathy have what you’d kind of call an open relationship. We’re
free to fuck other people, if both of us approve, that is. We’ve got a pretty swinging
scene going up here, and Eric’s one of our oldest friends. You know… I kind of figured
at first he brought you up here to… join in. Would you like to?" he asked, grinning
again. "We’ve got one hell of a big bed in there."
"Well… I… I don’t think so… I don’t know…" Alice stammered. Everything was
happening so fast! It had been such a confusing day! She looked at Chris, then quickly
looked away. He was a good-looking enough man, strongly built and radiating
masculinity, but seemed kind of wild. And then, there were the other two in the
bedroom. It was all just happening too fast!
Chris didn’t give her much time to think it over. Already the rhythmic sounds of
bedsprings, low moans and hoarse panting were coming from the bedroom. "Jesus!
They’re at it already!" Chris exclaimed, jumping up from the couch. "Sorry, honey…
gotta run!"
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Chris raced to the bedroom door and flung it open. Alice caught sight of Eric and
Kathy, naked on a huge bed, Eric crouched between Kathy’s lewdly spread legs,
obviously fucking his cock into her cunt. Then the door closed as Chris let out a wild
whoop of joy, pulling at his clothes.
Actually the door only closed partway. In his haste, Chris had left it partly open. Alice
sat on the couch, afraid to move at first. Exciting sounds came from the bedroom –
Chris’s exuberant laughter, Eric’s low chuckle, and louder and louder, Kathy’s soft
moans.
Alice discovered she was having trouble breathing. She was getting excited! Her cunt
throbbed sympathetically as she realized another woman was getting the hell fucked out
of her by two big men, only a few feet away. Alice tried clamping her legs together, but
that only made her cunt throb more as her pussy lips were shoved against one another.
She felt herself growing wet, her panties soaking up her gushing pussy juices.
Finally Alice couldn’t stand it anymore. She just had to see what was going on. It was
all so incredibly exciting. In the other room, just exactly the kind of thing she had
hoped could happen between her and Tom was going on. Now she knew it wasn’t
impossible!
Getting up from the couch, Alice tiptoed over to the bedroom door. She heard a sound
behind her. Spinning guiltily, she saw it was the dog, Gus, who had got up from his
pile of cushions and was coming over, curiosity lighting up his big furry face. "Go
back!" the excited girl hissed, but the big animal stopped next to her, looking up
expectantly. Expectant for what, she didn’t know. But she did know she wasn’t going to
let him keep her from seeing what was going on in the bedroom.
The door was open a little more than a foot. Alice peered cautiously around the corner.
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She almost gasped aloud at what she saw, but managed to hold back at the last
moment, afraid the others would hear her.
Kathy was lying on her back on the bed, naked, legs spread wide. Eric had shifted his
position, lying underneath the girl’s bent legs on his side, his swollen cock lancing into
her gaping cunt. He was turned toward Kathy’s crotch. Alice watched his powerful
buttocks flex as he rhythmically fucked his cock into the girl’s wet pink twat.
Chris knelt by Kathy’s head, also naked. His enormous cock was half-buried in the
girl’s mouth. Kathy was sucking madly, as madly as she could with Eric’s cock
plundering her snatch.
Alice stared, open-mouthed. Kathy was a lushly-built girl, a little overweight, perhaps,
but with big solid tits and smooth sleek skin. A nice cunt too. Alice was a little more
appreciative of cunts now, after having played with Paulette’s this afternoon. She
watched Eric’s big cock chug steadily in and out of Kathy’s wet, hair-fringed pussy hole.
It was easy to see, with Eric lying on his side that way.
Alice was growing so excited she could hardly breathe. With a sexy scene! Those two
big men, naked, their hard cocks pounding into Kathy’s sexy body! Such hard-looking
muscular men, one fucking into the writhing girl’s cunt, the other into her hotly
sucking mouth. Alice wished she were Kathy, wished she was the one feeling those two
cocks fucking so hard into her. What a klutz she had been to let Chris get away in the
living room!
Alice’s cunt continued to get hotter and hotter. She was getting ready to shove a hand
up underneath her skirt when Chris suddenly moved. Alice flinched back, sure Chris
had seen her, but then saw the big bearded man was looking at Eric.
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"Hey… Eric!" he called out. "How long you gonna keep hogging Kathy’s cunt? I want
some of those sweet lips too!"
"The lips you want are sweet enough," Eric grunted. "The ones sucking on your
fucking joint. But I’ll switch, if you want."
But Kathy immediately began making loud mumbling noises around the thick cock
stuffed in her mouth. She reached down and grabbed hold of Eric, holding him in
place. Her ass writhed and twisted, grinding her cunt down against the thick cock
sliding up into it from below.
Alice immediately saw what the other girl was trying to do. She was getting ready to
cum, and didn’t want Eric to pull his cock out of her hungry twat. Alice saw Kathy’s
stomach muscles begin twitching and shivering. A moment later the girl was bucking
wildly. Chris’s cock slipped from between her suddenly slack lips. "N n n n n gggg…
mmmmnnnnnn… aaaahhhhhhhh," she gurgled. Alice saw fresh gushes of girl-cum
bubbling from Kathy’s spasming cunt. Eric, grinning, rammed his cock into the girl’s
twat as far as it would go, holding it buried there until at last Kathy’s wild struggles
slowed down a little.
"Time to change riders," he grinned to Chris, roiling out from underneath Kathy’s
plump thighs. His cock slithered wetly from her cunt, glistening with the girl’s slippery
pussy juices.
"Come on, baby, get up on your hands and knees," Chris encouraged his panting
girlfriend. "We’re gonna play horsie."
"Oh, good," Kathy panted, trying to get her breath back. "I love playing horsie. Am I
gonna be the horse?"
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"You’re gonna be the mare. And I’m the stallion. Okay?"
Chris helped position the girl on all fours, then he moved around on his knees behind
her, the bed creaking loudly. Alice, watching, saw him take his enormously swollen
prick in one hand and guide it up between the girl’s thighs. Alice knew when it slid
into Kathy’s cunt because she was watching the girl’s face. She saw a look of
incredulous pleasure wash over the crouching girl’s face. "Ooooohhhhhh… it feels like
it’s shoved all the way up to my tonsils," the girl whimpered.
"That comes later," Chris panted. "Mmmnnnnnn… a nice wet hole." He began slowly
fucking his cock in and out of Kathy’s cunt from behind. Alice could clearly hear it
slurping in and out of that wet gaping hole. Oh God, that must feel good! Her own
cunt ached and throbbed hungrily. But all she had to feed it were her fingers! Oh well,
they were better than nothing.
Reaching up underneath her skirt, Alice wormed her fingers under the leg band of her
thoroughly soaked panties. One fingertip sloshed around for a few seconds in her
slippery hot slit, then found the opening to her vagina. She sighed softly as she at last
felt her aching cunt filled, even if it was only with one slender little finger. How she
envied Kathy the thick cock sloshing in and out of her already well-fucked cunt!
But it looked like Kathy had another cock on the way. Eric moved around in front of
the girl, kneeling close to her face. As the girl looked up questioningly, she found
herself staring straight at the bulbous tip of Eric’s swollen prick. He was slowly
massaging the big organ, holding the bloated end less than an inch from Kathy’s wet,
sex-swollen lips. Alice saw the other girl slowly lick her lips, as if she was ready to lick
off her own pussy juice, which still shinily coated Eric’s big cock.
"How about it, baby?" Eric said, teasing the girl, dragging his cock tip lightly over the
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girl’s lips. Kathy stretched her neck forward, her mouth open hungrily. "Stick the
fucking thing in my mouth!" she pleaded. "I want to suck your cock until you shoot
off! I want to feel your jism squirting into my mouth!"
"Oh shit! Nothing I’d like better, Kathy honey!" Eric said thickly. Steadying Kathy’s
face with one hand, he fed his cock into her open mouth with the other. Alice watched
the other girl’s lips stretch thinner and thinner as they slid around the thick head of
Eric’s cock. Then, the whole gleaming, cunt-wet shaft of the big man’s prick slid
smoothly into Kathy’s mouth; Alice watched the girl’s cheeks hollow and fill as she
sucked busily on the swollen prick in her mouth. And all this time, Chris’ equally big
rod was pounding in and out of her cunt, driven by the bearded man’s churning loins
as he crouched on his knees behind her. Alice heard Chris’s lean sinewy loins slapping
rhythmically into the bent-over girl’s lush soft ass cheeks. Every time Chris fucked into
her from behind, she was pounded forward onto Eric’s cock in her mouth.
Alice’s finger grew busier up inside her hotly seething cunt. She’d never seen… no,
she’d never even imagined anything as sexy as the incredibly lewd scene taking place
right in front of her staring eyes. She felt like she was going to cum right then, she was
so incredibly turned on.
But Gus suddenly started interfering, ramming his big head up underneath her skirt,
his cold wet nose snuffling close to her finger-stuffed cunt. She tried to push him away,
but he was unbelievably strong. Alice figured he must be picking up the rich odor of
her gushing pussy juices. "Stop it!" she hissed as the dog began to whine. She was
afraid he’d alert the others to her spying.
But Kathy and Chris and Eric were far beyond caring whether or not anyone was
watching. Kathy was obviously close to another orgasm. She was thrusting her ass back
wildly, her cunt greedily gobbling every inch of Chris’ cock. Her eyes were half-closed
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as she sucked strongly on the big cock growing obscenely from her innocent face. Chris
and Eric didn’t look much better off. Both big men had an odd, strained look in their
rugged faces, as if they were holding themselves back with difficulty.
"You gonna cum, honey?" Chris panted.
"’Cause if you are, baby… I’m gonna fill this hot little snatch of yours with cum. I’m
gonna shoot my nuts off in your twat."
Kathy tried to nod her head vigorously, which was difficult with Eric’s cock jutting from
her mouth. The big man kneeling in front of her winced. "Oooohhhh… Jeezuzz… that
did it," he moaned. "I’m gonna… I’m gonna… gonna cum… cum… YAAAAHHHHH!"
Eric’s body arched backward, his loins driving toward Kathy’s face. Alice could see the
base of his cock jerking and shuddering. Kathy started swallowing madly, managing for
a while to swallow the cum getting into her mouth.
But then she began to cum too. Alice watched her body writhe and twist. She suddenly
forgot about swallowing. Thick rushes of Eric’s cum dribbled past her lips, running in
thick ropes down her chin. "Uuummmppphhhhh," she gobbled around the thick
spouting shaft that filled her mouth, spluttering and choking on the slippery, hot liquid
shooting out its swollen tip.
"Oh, God almighty!" Alice heard Chris moan from behind Kathy. "Her cunt’s eating
my cock alive! A real snapping pussy! I… AAARRRGGGGGHHHHH!"
And Chris was cumming too, driving his cock to the hilt up inside Kathy’s insatiable
snatch. Alice hunched over by the door, her finger drumming in and out of her
simmering twat as she watched Kathy and Chris’ combined cum gush from the girl’s
cunt and dribble down the backs of her thighs.
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Alice might have cum too, but Gus was driving her nuts, trying to drive his head up
toward her finger-filled cunt. It fits, she thought wryly. A dog who had a yearning for
cunt juice was a natural in a household like this.
But she might be discovered at any moment! The lewdly-locked trio in the bedroom
had collapsed in a pile of panting, sweating, naked flesh. Gus was making a lot of noise.
Hurriedly Alice backed away from the door, taking her finger away from her cunt. She
hated to feel it go, because she wanted to come more than she ever had before in her
life.
A moment later she was glad she’d held off. Car lights bounced into the yard, shining
through the front windows. There was the loud blare of a car horn, then shouting and
laughing from outside.
"Hey! They came!" she heard Chris shout from the bedroom. A moment later the
bedroom door flew open and Chris came out into the living room, stark naked. By
then, Alice had made it back to the couch. She curled back into the cushions, staring at
the big muscular naked man racing toward the front door, his cock shiny with Kathy’s
pussy juices.
There was the sound of feet clumping onto the front porch. Chris threw open the door.
"Bart! Ceci!" he cried out. "We were wondering if you were gonna come after all!"
A small but lovely young woman flew through the door into Chris’ arms, kissing him
resoundingly on the mouth. A couple of feet behind her was a stocky, well-built, dark-
complected man. Bart, no doubt.
Kathy came out of the bedroom, her thighs shiny with cum, still wiping Eric’s semen
from her lips. She danced up to Bart, rubbing her big tits against him as they kissed.
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Alice, snug in her corner, was amazed by the absolute informality of it all, by the
unconcerned yet sensuous way these happy laughing people mingled so easily, so
nakedly together. Both the newcomers, Ceci and Bart, showed signs of wanting to
shuck their clothes as quickly as possible.
Ceci turned toward Kathy. "Is that Eric’s van in the front yard?" she asked excitedly.
"Uhhuh." Kathy said, dreamily patting her dripping snatch. "And a little while ago it
was his cock in my cunt."
Alice began to realize that the man who’d picked her up hitchhiking was very popular.
She began to wonder what it would be like to make love to him. There he was now,
coming out of the bedroom, a big, well-built man. And she’d already seen how well he
could use his cock. He stood in the doorway to the bedroom, Gus beside him.
Ceci spotted Eric about the same time. She ran forward eagerly. "It’s my favorite lover!"
she cried excitedly. Alice expected to see her throw her arms around Eric’s neck.
Instead, she fell on her knees and threw her arms around Gus’ thick hairy neck.
"It’s so long since I’ve felt your wonderful cock up my cunt!" the kneeling girl
murmured excitedly to the big animal.

16. Story of Zoo Sex

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 4

November 30, 2017April 28, 2024 ADMIN

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 4
For the next few days, Tom was sullen and withdrawn. But it was still nearly a week
before Alice felt safe again, certain that Tom wasn’t planning revenge for her infidelity.
She made a few attempts to learn about Hal. But the one time she saw him on the
street, he turned away. Puzzled, hurt, the unhappy girl tried to figure out if Hal was
avoiding her for her own good or because he figured she’d caused him enough trouble
already.
It was strange living in the house alone with Tom. Since he was away all day at work,
Alice found she had no one to talk to but the walls. She started watching a lot of
television, and drinking cheap wine in the afternoon.
Finally there was a break in her boredom. Tom came home from work, looking very
smug. "I’ve got us a new roommate," he announced. "One you can’t fuck."
Hot words rose up in Alice’s mind. But she choked them down. After all, she and Tom
had been at peace for several days now. Why rock the boat?
The new roommate was a surprise to Alice, a beautiful young redhead, twenty years
old. She laughed at Tom. "Now, which one of us is likely to fuck the roommate?" she
crowed. To her surprise, Tom gave her a strange, hurt look.
She was named Paulette. Alice was glad to have her in the house for two reasons. For
one thing, she and Tom needed help with the rent. For another, now she had someone
to talk to during the day. Paulette was a potter. She worked in the back yard, throwing
pots and selling them to a local pottery outlet. She was the first genuinely independent
woman Alice had met.
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Conversations with Paulette indicated she had rich and varied sex life. "I don’t know
how you do it," she said to Alice one day. "Living with just one man. I’d go bananas."
Alice didn’t admit it, but she was going bananas. Her brief sexual interlude with Hal
had converted her to the joys of fucking around. She still loved Tom, still loved his big
hard cock, which he faithfully shoved up her tingling cunt every night, and several
times on weekends. But she still wanted variety.
Then the idea hit her. What if she could get Tom started fucking around? Then maybe
she’d be free to do the same!
The logical choice of a girl for Tom to start with was Paulette. She was handy, and she
was good-looking. Probably willing, too. Several times Alice caught the other girl
looking at Tom with undisguised interest And once, when Paulette came out of the
bathroom half-naked, Alice saw Tom staring avidly at the lovely young redhead. The
skimpy towel she had wrapped around herself left little to the imagination.
Rather naively, Alice tackled the problem head on. She and Tom were in bed one night,
lying staring up at the ceiling after a particularly nice fuck. Her pussy warm and
glowing, Alice felt so generous toward all the world that she assumed Tom must feel the
same way, too.
"Tom? What do you think of Paulette?"
"Huh? Oh, she’s okay, I guess." this cautiously.
"No, not that. I mean, isn’t she really pretty? Sexy, and all that?"
"Well," Tom said reluctantly, as if he suspected a trap. "Yeah, I guess so.
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That wasn’t much of a beginning. "She really has super tits," Alice said enthusiastically.
"But I guess you’ve never really had a chance to see them. And do you know what color
her pussy hair is? Red! Just like on her head!"
Tom looked over at his wife suspiciously. "What are you telling me all this for?"
"I just wondered if she turned you on. She sure would turn me on if I were a guy. Have
you ever thought about fucking her?"
Dead silence from Tom. Alice, knowing she was already in pretty far, rushed on
heedlessly. "I really wouldn’t mind if you did, Tom," she said. "In fact I’d kind of like it.
I think it’d turn me on, in a way. I… "
"You Goddamned bitch," Tom said with heavy menace in his voice.
"Huh?"
"Whore! Don’t put me on," Tom said, his voice rising. "I know what the hell you’re
trying to do! You’re trying to get me to make it with Paulette so you can run out and
fuck some other guy, maybe hunt up Hal. Jesus, don’t you have any decency at all?"
Alice was too stunned to reply. For one thing, Tom’s accusations were close enough to
the truth to hurt. What more could she tell him? How could she convince him she
would genuinely be happy for him if he were to sleep with as lovely and fine a girl as
Paulette? No way. Whatever she said or did, Tom would never see anything more than
threat to his manhood and to his ownership of her in any sexual move she made.
"You listen to me," Tom snarled, his mood really ugly now. "If you ever talk about
anything like this again, I’ll throw that broad out on her ear. We’ll move to a
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Goddamned one room apartment if we have to!"
Alice was very subdued for the next few days. But she hadn’t really given up. She
merely cursed herself as stupid for being so clumsily blunt. She decided to kind of
sneak up on Tom. But for that she needed Paulette’s cooperation.
One afternoon, a Saturday, the two young women were sunbathing in the backyard.
Tom had been away for several hours. The backyard was one of the nicest features of
the house, very secluded, grassy, with a high fence, making it possible for the girls to
sunbathe nude.
They were lying on an old sheet, side by side, soaking up the warm afternoon sun.
Alice found herself admiring the other girl’s body. Paulette was firm-breasted, solid-
assed, and long-legged. It occurred to the younger girl that Tom might find it a lot
harder to turn down a chance at fucking Paulette if he could see her now, in all her
naked glory. She was reflecting on the probability of this when an idea suddenly struck
her. Maybe Paulette could be encouraged to go after Tom!
But Alice was a little cleverer now. No more head-on attacks for her. "Paulette," she
said, "do you really sleep with a lot of different men?"
Paulette laughed way down in her throat. "Why limit it to men, Alice?"
Alice was confused for a moment, then a possible meaning of Paulette’s cryptic words
struck her. My God! Was the redhead trying to tell her she slept with women, too?
Alice quickly and nervously sidestepped the question. "Well… I mean… about what you
were saying that time about me being stuck with only one man to fuck. I guess that
does kind of bother me."
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"It should," Paulette replied. She lazily rolled over onto her belly. "Could you rub a
little of that suntan lotion on my back? That sun’s pretty hot."
Alice picked up the lotion and squeezed a little out into the palm of one hand. She was
rubbing it into the other girl’s back before she became fully aware how soft and warm
Paulette’s skin was, how smoothly and tautly it stretched over her lovely body. Try as
she could, she couldn’t get out of her mind Paulette’s suggestion that she made it with
women. This knowledge, or suspicion, rather, transformed the redhead’s naked body for
Alice. It was no longer just the naked body of another woman. It was a sexual object.
"Rub some on my ass," Paulette murmured. She looked so relaxed and… and well,
sensuous, lying naked in the sun. Alice almost put down the bottle of lotion and went
into the house. But she was curious about Paulette’s ass. It was such a nice ass, so taut
and firm and richly curved. What did it feel like?
Alice rubbed some of the lotion into the soft skin of her roommate’s ass. Fascinated, she
watched the other woman’s softly curved buns change shape under her kneading
fingers. Was it her imagination or did Paulette open her thighs a little? Whatever the
reason, Alice could see a portion of the other woman’s furry pussy, peaking back
between her rounded thighs. God, Paulette’s red pussy hair was sexy! Now Alice had an
idea of how Hal had felt when she got him to rub her!
Alice felt strangely hot. She felt she could have rubbed Paulette’s naked ass all day.
Damn, her fingers were so close to the other girl’s cunt that a tendril of pussy hair
grazed one finger! She had to do something before she lost control!
"Paulette," she blurted. "Did you ever think about fucking Tom?"
Paulette was genuinely surprised. She turned her head to the side, staring at Alice.
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"Because I’d really like it if you did," Alice rattled on. "Maybe if he slept with someone
else he wouldn’t be so jealous about me!"
"Yes, I’ve thought about fucking Tom," Paulette finally said. "But I’ve thought about
fucking you too."
"Huh? Oh, but you can’t mean that," Alice said in a half-whisper.
Paulette turned toward her. "I sure as hell can," she purred. Alice was half-laying next
to her, propped up on one elbow. The redhead reached out, one hand softly stroking
the other girl’s nearest tit.
"Oh!" Alice said. Her body quivered. But she made no move to jerk away, just lay there,
staring big-eyed at the other girl.
"You’ve got nice tits," Paulette said softly, continuing to stroke the girl’s big jugs, first
one, then the other. Alice stared down at the hand moving gently over her tits, her pink
little nipples growing harder and harder. Her whole body felt on fire. She doubted she’d
ever been so uncontrollably turned on in her life. Not only did she want Paulette to
keep on stroking her tits, but she wanted to reach out and touch the other woman’s big
breasts!
But she just couldn’t, she told herself. It was wrong! It was… it was lesbianism!
Paulette seemed to read her mind. She took hold of one of Alice’s trembling hand,
guided it to her breast. Alice held her breath as she felt the other woman’s tit hot and
alive under her hand. Paulette’s tit was so firm! And so pointed. For the first time in her
life, Alice felt another girl’s nipple growing erect, pushing sensuously against the
sensitive skin of her palm. She stared into Alice’s sea-green eyes, amazed at the hot
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passion she saw there. Passion for her!
Paulette squirmed close to Alice. Her head moved against the blonde’s breast.
"Oooohhh," Alice sighed as she felt the other girl’s hot lips close around one throbbing
nipple. It was so odd to look down and see all that long red hair spreading over her
breast, to feel such soft cheeks against her tits.
Alice still fondled Paulette’s tits as the redhead sucked hers, but it was a long reach.
Then she felt the other girl’s hand gliding down over her belly, heading, quite
obviously, toward her cunt!
That was a little too much for Alice. Having another woman stroke and suck her tits
was one thing. But to have her do anything quite as intimate as stick a finger up her
twat… no way!
Alice tried to squirm away, but Paulette held her close. "Hey… what’s the matter?" the
redhead asked, taking her head away from Alice’s tits. Her green eyes looked straight
into Alice’s. The younger girl felt as if she were drowning in them.
"I… I don’t know…" Alice stammered.
"It’s okay… just between us girls," Paulette said soothingly. Her hand stopped moving
down, instead stroked Alice’s belly and flanks. It felt like hot iron moving over Alice’s
tingling skin. Paulette went back to sucking her tits, which hardly helped. Her cunt
began to twitch excitedly. Bit by bit the strangeness of having another woman’s hands
moving intimately over her naked body began to fade. It felt more natural now, felt
good… sexy… exciting.
Paulette picked up the girl’s changed mood. Her hand moved downward again,
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prowling through Alice’s soft blonde pubic hair, down over the swell of her pubic
mound until it started worming into her seething slit. "Open your legs a little," Paulette
murmured softly. Alice hesitated a moment, then her thighs fell mindlessly open.
Paulette’s fingertip slipped into her pussy slit, down over her clit, deeper in the
bubbling gash until it reached her steaming pit. "Aaaaahhhh," Alice moaned helplessly.
God, Paulette’s finger felt good, so sensitive against her super-heated cunt flesh!
Alice felt the other woman’s finger slide smoothly up into her pussy hole. Paulette
seemed to know just what to do, just where to touch her. That slender finger felt, for
the time being, as satisfying as a fully erect cock, swirling around in hot circles up
inside her throbbing vagina, digging deep into her gushing love tunnel.
Paulette worked another finger up into her stunned roommate’s cunt. She began busily
finger fucking the squirming blonde. "Have you ever stuck your finger up another
woman’s cunt?" Paulette asked, her voice low and husky.
"Uh-uh," Alice grunted. She could barely talk. Her cunt felt like it was going to melt.
She felt Paulette move next to her. She was hitching her lower body around, close to
Alice’s right hand, which was slowly clasping and unclasping.
"Here it is," Paulette murmured. "Why don’t you just take your time… get used to it."
Swallowing nervously, Alice saw the other girl was lying on her side, her upper leg bent
and raised, knee high, foot flat on the ground. Her crotch was wide open, giving Alice
an unimpeded view of her red-furred cunt!
"Wh-What do you want me to do?" Alice stammered.
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"Whatever you want. Stick your finger up my cunt if you want. Just like I’m doing to
you."
Alice felt the redhead’s fingers worm deeper into her quivering twat. Oh God, she was
making her feel good! Wasn’t it only fair she pay her back in the same coin, shove her
own fingers up Paulette’s gaping snatch… finger-fuck her just like Paulette was finger-
fucking her?
Alice stared at the other woman’s naked cunt. It was the first she’d ever seen this close.
Thick pussy lips, a bright pink slit showing between the plump hairy mounds. Shining
drops of pussy juice trickling out, testifying to the other girl’s arousal.
But it was that bright red pussy hair that did the trick. A brassy sexual advertisement
for the soft wet delights underneath its teasing screen.
Alice’s hand wavered outward. She felt the other girl’s crinkly pussy hair brush her
fingers. Then hot damp flesh, growing suddenly wet and slippery as one finger slid up
into the gaping, beckoning slit.
"Ooohhhh," Paulette moaned as Alice’s finger shoved eagerly up into her pussy hole.
Alice gaped as the redhead’s hips started slowly pumping, driving that delicious cunt
forward, fucking against her impaling finger. "My clit… rub my clit!" Paulette sighed.
Alice saw that the other girl had an unusually big clit. At least, it was bigger than hers.
Alice was hardly an expert on clits. But she liked Paulette’s. She pulled her finger,
dripping with sex juice, from the redhead’s vagina. Wet and slippery, it glided easily up
Paulette’s slit, humping over her mounded clitoris. "Oh God! Yes!" Paulette whimpered,
beginning to lose her cool. "That’s it! That feels wonderful!"
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It was incredibly exciting to Alice to feel the other girl’s clit swell under her enthusiastic
rubbing, mounding up, becoming a hard little core her finger could push against.
Paulette’s face began to flush. Alice saw she had freckles, a faint band of them arching
across the bridge of her nose. Paulette panted and writhed. It thrilled Alice to know that
she was making the other girl feel good.
All this time Paulette’s fingers never stopped their mad plunging in and out of Alice’s
cunt. Alice realized she was panting too. It became harder and harder to concentrate on
the other girl’s clit. Her own cunt was simmering with pleasure. The frequent jerking of
her stomach muscles warned the young blonde that she was going to cum soon.
But she wanted to make sure Paulette got off, too. Her finger flickered over the writhing
redhead’s swollen clit. Paulette’s fingers had a desperate grip up inside Alice’s pussy,
almost as if the whimpering, moaning redhead had set them on automatic, and was
letting her body run out of control, responding to Alice’s inspired clit-work.
Both girls came almost together. Alice felt a soundless explosion far up inside her cunt.
She writhed and twisted, uttering meaningless groans. Desperately she kept her
fingertip glued to Paulette’s hugely swollen clit. Through the confused jerkings and
spasmings of her own orgasm, she was vaguely aware of the other girl, writhing and
bucking on the sheet. "Ohh… ooohhh… OOOOHHHH!" Paulette cried out loudly.
"Cumming… cummmm… MMMIIINNNGGGG!?"
Alice felt a hot wash of gushing pussy juices spray from Paulette’s cunt, smearing over
her hand. Aware of Paulette’s finger up inside her own cunt, she shoved a couple up the
redhead’s gushing snatch. God! She could feel Paulette’s spasming pussy walls nibbling
at her fingers!
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The two girls were still panting and writhing together, fingers shoved up one another’s
twats, when a looming shadow fell over them. "ALICE! JESUS CHRIST! WHAT ARE
YOU… SOME KIND OF ANIMAL?" a booming voice roared.
Alice rolled over. "Tom!" she blurted, staring up at her husband’s rage-distorted face.
"I suppose you’re going to tell me this is all some kind of mistake… that I’ve got it all
wrong," Tom raged. "Well, baby… it’s you that’s all wrong. Just look at you!" he
spluttered.
"And as for you," he said menacingly, turning toward Paulette, who had gotten warily
to her feet. "I want you out of my house… right now."
But Paulette stunned the bullying Tom. Instead of cringing, as Alice was doing, she
stared him straight in the eye, standing naked and defiant before him.
"Our house, you arrogant bastard!" she snapped. "I pay half the rent. If you want me to
move, you’ll have to give me thirty days’ notice."
Tom was taken aback by the girl’s defiance. And by her beauty. His eyes raked guiltily
up and down her lovely body, lingering at her solid out-thrusting tits, prying hungrily
into her pussy slit. But he realized he was losing face. "Look, bitch," he snarled,
stepping closer to the nude redhead.
But Paulette picked up a heavy hammer she used in her work and swung it casually
back and forth. "Yes?" she asked sweetly but menacingly.
Tom backed down. He had never before met a woman who fought back. But there was
another, a weaker woman at hand. He suddenly turned on Alice. "I’ve had it with you,
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you little whore!" he bellowed. "I’m fed up! I never want to see you again! Get out! Get
out!"
Alice didn’t wait around to see if Tom was serious or not. She raced for the house. She
heard Tom and Paulette arguing in the back yard. Thank God for Paulette! She was
keeping Tom busy!
Alice threw on some clothes, then, picking up her coat, ran out of the house. She didn’t
know where she was heading, as long as it was away from Tom. She felt a little guilty
about having left Paulette behind, but it seemed clear the other woman could handle
herself. The very fact she was married to Tom made her more vulnerable to his rage.
Once out on the street, Alice had no idea where to go. For one thing, she had almost
no money. She’d grabbed her purse, but remembered she only had about five dollars in
it.
Alice had little doubt that after a suitable time Tom would take her back, after
humiliating her. In fact, he’d probably be out in the streets looking for her in another
hour, once he’d cooled off a little.
But Alice had had enough. Enough of Tom’s jealousy and childish pride. She knew she
couldn’t go back in that house, not, at least, until there was some kind definitely new
relationship between her and Tom. And the probability of that was very low.
But where would she go? And how could she get there with only five dollars? Inevitably
it came to e girl that she had nowhere to go except back to her parents, and the only
way to get there would be to hitchhike. Neither of these ideas appealed to Alice. There
would be lots of "I told you so’s," from her mother. She’d be an eighteen-year-old kid
again, living at home, under her parents’ domination. Not that they were unpleasant
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people, but Alice was tired of being a kid. Oh well, at least her parents’ domination
would be less all encompassing than Tom’s!
She didn’t like the idea of hitchhiking because she knew it was dangerous, and she had
about a hundred and fifty miles to go. But there was no other way, so Alice walked to
the nearest corner and stuck out her thumb.
It’s never very difficult for a good-looking girl to get a ride. Alice’s thumb hadn’t been
up for over thirty seconds before a big late-model Cadillac jerked to a stop next to the
curb. Alice looked dubiously inside. But the middle-aged driver looked harmless
enough. She slipped into the passenger’s seat.
"Where you going, honey?" the man asked as his big car roared away from the curb,
scattering gravel.
"Uh… up the road to Los Angeles," Alice replied. She took a closer look at the man. She
saw that he was sweating a little, and it wasn’t hot. She began to get nervous.
Meanwhile, the car was rocketing down the road. Alice was paying so much attention,
nervously watching the driver, that it was some time before she noticed they were no
longer on the main road. Suddenly the car bumped onto a dirt path, then stopped.
"Why are we stopping here?" Alice asked, alarmed.
The man faced her. He was really sweating now, his fat chinless face blotched with red.
He hitched toward Alice. "Thought maybe we better get a little better acquainted," he
said in a thick voice, licking his rubbery lips.
"You stay away from me!" Alice cried out as the man hitched his way toward her across
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the seat.
"Don’t give me that shit," the man mumbled. "You hippy chicks are all the same –
whores. No decent girl would hitchhike. You’re just asking for it, baby, and I aim to see
I get my share. You think the ride’s free?"
One meaty hand closed over Alice’s left tit. Her skin crawled under the man’s pawing
touch. She had her purse in her right hand. She swung it. "Ow!" the man yelped as it
bounced off the bridge of his nose. Alice had a short breathing spell, long enough to
open the door. She literally rolled out onto the ground. "Come back here, you cunt!"
the driver shouted after her. But to Alice’s relief, he made no move to follow her.
Instead, he looked around nervously, pulled the car door shut, and roared off down the
road.
It was starting to get dark. Alice was all alone on a dirt road in the back country. She
started walking. Fortunately, it was only about a quarter of a mile to the pavement. In
the dusk, Alice stood with her thumb out. But there weren’t many cars. Finally, a beat-
up old station wagon full of young men wobbled to a stop. The roof of the wagon was
loaded with surf boards. One of the young men stuck his head out the window and
stared at Alice, fuzzily. He had long, dirty, washed-out blond hair. He was smoking a
joint. "Hey, Mike," he called back into the dim interior of the car. "Look at the foxy
cunt. Should we give her a ride?"
"I’ll give her a ride, all right," she heard a voice mutter. "Come on, babe… get in," the
first young man said, fumbling with the door catch. Alice heard giggles from the rear
seat. "No thanks," she said, backing away quickly. "I think I’d kind of like to walk."
The surfer eyed Alice moodily for a long, pregnant moment. He took another drag on
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the joint. "Okay, cunt," he finally said. "Go fuck yourself." He made a sign to the driver
and a moment later the gears clashed and the old station wagon wobbled on down the
road.
by now, Alice was very discouraged. But stubbornly she decided she was going to get to
her parents house one way or another. She hung out her thumb again.
Nothing happened for a while, but finally a big, cluttered old van pulled over to the side
of the road next to her. Hopefully Alice went up to the window. "Would you like a
ride?" a voice said from inside the van. It was too dark by now for Alice to make out
the face of the man who was speaking. But it didn’t matter. What mattered most was
that the voice sounded kind.

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THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 3

November 30, 2017October 5, 2024 ADMIN

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 3
The next few weeks were deliriously happy for Alice. Nights she fucked Tom. During
the day, when Tom was at work, she fucked Hal. Two different cocks, constantly
plundering her hot little snatch, wringing orgasm after orgasm from her quivering
body.
Oddly enough, Alice found the more she fucked Hal, the more turned on to her
husband she became. Fucking Tom was no longer as automatic as it had seemed. It was
now more a matter of choice when she lay down to let him drive his big cock up into
her cunt. New excitement had been injected into her marriage.
She was sorry she couldn’t share this excitement with Tom, talk to him about how she
felt, how happy she was. But she knew that if he had even the slightest idea she was
fucking their roommate, he’d explode into a jealous rage. How nice it would be, she
thought, if all three of them could be open with one another. She even entertained the
exciting idea of being in bed with both her lovers at once, of having both their hard
cocks ready to lance into her hot needing twat.
She told Hal of her feelings. He was horrified. "Jesus! If you tell him even a little bit,
we’re in hot water!" he said nervously.
So Alice kept her mouth shut. Why take a chance on ending such a wonderful
situation? She had never been fucked so much in her life, not even when she and Tom
had first been married.
However, change is the only hard and fast rule of the universe. The greatest pain will
eventually transmute into its opposite. The same holds true for pleasure. One unlucky
day, Alice learned about pain.
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She and Hal were alone in the house. Tom had been gone several hours. They had
already fucked several times. Alice’s cunt dripped with Hal’s semen, her pussy hair was
a tangled matted jungle. "Let’s take a shower together," the young blonde said.
"Might not be too good an idea," Hal said dubiously. "Tom’s going to be home in less
than an hour."
"Oh, come on, scaredy-cat. There’s plenty of time for a shower."
Alice might have been right if only a shower had been involved. But once in the
shower, the giggling young couple started helping soap one another. Hal lathered
Alice’s solid tits, his hands sliding and slipping over their rounded softness. Her pink
swollen nipples thrust out past the soap bubble like coral in foamy surf.
She soaped his cock, feeling it grow hard as her soapy hand glided easily over its
slippery length. Hal reached toward her cunt with a soapy hand, but Alice stopped him.
"Uh-uh… I don’t want any soap up inside. It’ll make me sore."
"I know something that won’t," Hal said hotly, rubbing his stiff cock against the girl’s
leg. "Come on… let’s get out of this shower."
Together, they stepped out into the bathroom and began helping towel one another dry.
By the time Hal finished with Alice’s tits, and she finished with his cock, they were
both hot and panting. Now it was Hal’s turn to be aggressive. "But what if Tom comes
home?" Alice asked worriedly, as they headed into her bedroom.
"Quit worrying. He’s not due for another half-hour," Hal replied. His eyes lit up as
Alice bent over to open a dresser drawer. Her lush ass was thrusting back in his
direction, her blonde pubic hair curled back between her thighs. Her slit beckoned
pinkly. He could see little beads of pussy juice gleaming on the girl’s plump pussy lips.
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"Just hold it there like that," Hal said eagerly. His hands sank into the soft flesh of her
hips, holding her ass firmly in place. "Come on… grab hold of the dresser," Hal
commanded.
"Oh, Hal… I don’t know," Alice said nervously. But Hal’s cock was already brushing
her thighs on its way toward her throbbing pussy. Her resistance melted in a flood of
hot desire. Just one quick fuck… that couldn’t hurt, could it?
Leaning forward, grabbing tightly the top of the dresser, Alice eagerly shoved her ass
back toward Hal. She spread her legs, shuffling her feet apart. Hal’s cock tip wormed its
way up into her slit. She waggled her ass back, trying to position her cunt just right.
"Ooooohhhhh," she sighed as she felt the knobby prick tip catch at the opening to her
pussy hole. She felt Hal change his position a little. A moment later his cock shoved
smoothly up into her waiting cunt.
"Aaaaaaahhhh… shit, that feels good!" Hal grunted. He began rocking back and forth,
driving his cock slowly in and out of the bent-over girl’s cunt. She felt so damned tight
this way. The hot walls of her vagina wrapped lovingly around his prick, literally
sucking on it as it chugged in and out past her slippery pussy juice running down the
backs of her legs, smearing over his hairy thighs each time his loins slammed into her
soft asscheeks.
"Mmmmnnnnn… oooohhhh… so good!" Alice moaned. She held tightly to the top of
the low dresser to brace herself as Hal’s fucking became wilder. His hips smacked
loudly against her ass, half drowning out the lewd sucking of his cock as it moved in
and out of her tight wet snatch.
Alice’s naked tits brushed the smooth cool dresser tip. Her nipples sprang quickly erect,
sending new waves of pleasure coursing down to join the delight in her cock-stuffed
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cunt. Bracing her feet, she joined in, ramming her ass back rhythmically, helping her
cunt meet Hal’s increasingly frenzied cock-thrusts.
What should have been a quick wild fuck slowly lengthened into a long, moaning,
panting performance. The snug fit of Hal’s cock coming at Alice’s cunt from the rear
felt so good to both of them that they hated to stop. Hal sank his fingers deeper into
Alice’s soft hips, actually picking her up by the ass for a while, using his strength to
maneuver her cunt back against his thrusting prick.
Finally Hall caught sight of the clock. "Jeez… we’d better hurry," he panted. "Tom’s
gonna come back."
There was one last wild flurry of fucking. Neither was willing to separate from the other
until they’d achieved the final release of orgasm. Hal slammed his cock into Alice’s cunt
so hard the dresser she was holding onto began to rock and bang against the wall. But
his cock was beginning its final swelling up inside her churning cunt. They could both
feel it. "Oooohhhhh… come on," Alice chanted. "Cum in me! Fill me with your hot
jism!"
"Okay, baby… here it comes!" Hal groaned. His cock felt like it was bursting, seething
with molten lava. The first hot jet of semen shot the full length of his throbbing
member. He could feel it steam its way through the thick tube on the underside of the
shuddering shaft. "Jesus!" he cried. His balls pumped madly, squeezing sperm into
Alice’s ready cunt.
"Oh yes!" Alice panted. "I can feel it shooting into my twat! God! It’s so hot! I… I…
Aaaaaaiiiiyyyyy!"
Writhing and twisting in orgasm, the girl was barely able to hold onto the dresser top.
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Hal’s cum, combined with her gushing pussy juices, shot back out the opening of her
cunt, matting their lewdly joined pubic hair. A few of the bottles of cosmetics on the
dresser top fell over as Alice and Hal writhed wildly together. They were still panting,
Hal’s cock making a last couple of thrusts up into the girl’s thighs. Hal raced out the
door into the hallway. It still might have worked out all right. Even if Hal had met Tom
in the hall, naked, he could have pretended lie was coming from the shower. And Alice
might have had enough time to at least pull on a pair of panties, hiding her cum-
drenched cunt.
But Alice panicked. Afraid of being left alone to face Tom’s expected wrath, she bolted
after Hal. And it was in the hallway that Tom caught them, naked together. One look
at his wife’s sticky pussy hair, one look at Hal’s cunt-shiny cock, and he knew. His eyes
widened, bulging from their sockets as he stared thunderstruck at his frightened young
wife. "Jesus Christ!" he bellowed.
Tom’s yell was enough to galvanize Alice into action. Hal had continued on toward his
room as if nothing had happened. But, just before she dodged back into her room, she
heard the lock on Hal’s bedroom door click. He was playing it safe.
So was she. Alice slammed the door behind her, locking it. She leaned against the door,
listening. No sound but the muttered curses of her outraged husband. Alice held her
breath, wondering if she was going to break her door down. Then she breathed a sigh
of relief as she heard him pound down the hall toward Hal’s room.
"Let me in, you son-of-a-bitch!" she heard Tom bellow to Hal. Hal’s reply was too
muffled for her to make out. There was a loud pounding. Then Alice could hear Hal’s
voice trying to soothe Tom as he opened the door.
"At least you’ve got your fucking clothes on now," Alice heard Tom shout. "Good
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fucking thing, because I might have pulled your lousy cock out by the roots… Sticking
the God-damned thing up my wife’s cunt! Why you…" The argument got too loud and
complicated for Alice to follow. Then the thing she had most dreaded, the sound of a
scuffle. They were fighting! She heard someone crash against the wall, a muttered curse.
There was a short silence. "Get out!" she finally heard Tom yell. "I want you out of this
house! If you’re not gone by the time I get back…" Get back from where? Alice
wondered. Then she knew, as Tom’s heavy footsteps came pounding down the hall
toward their bedroom. Oh God! Now he was after her!
Alice slimnk back against the wall as Tom rattled the doorknob. "Open up, bitch!" he
yelled. But she couldn’t move. There was a heavy crash. The door jumped in its frame.
Another crash and the lock broke. The door slammed inward, hitting the wall. Tom
looked wildly around the room. "Fucking whore!" he bellowed, coming toward her. Oh
God, he had hurt Hal, and now he was going to hurt her! Alice slimnk back further,
but Tom’s powerful fingers closed around her wrist, dragging her close.
"Fucking my best friend as soon as my back’s turned," he grated, his face twisted with
anger. "I had a feeling something like this was going on. That’s why I came home a
little early."
"It’s not like you think… It’s not like you think," Alice babbled. "It’s just because I…"
But how could she finish? How could she really explain to Tom her overwhelming
curiosity to find how it would be to fuck another man? And how, if anything, it had
made her feel closer to Tom. Not a chance. He was all wounded male pride. His private
property had been used without his permission. And now he was reasserting ownership.
But in a way Alice hadn’t expected.
"God damned cunt," Tom hissed. "C’mere! I’m gonna show you who you belong to!"
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Tom surprised himself almost as much as Alice when he started stripping off his
clothes. He had an overwhelming desire to fuck this already obviously well-fucked girl.
The slippery cum matting her blonde pussy hair only acted as a goad, as fuel to his lust
as he tore off the last of his clothes and strode toward her, naked, his huge cock already
stiff and swollen, jutting menacingly from beneath his strong flat belly.
Alice, still frightened, backed away. Tom lunged forward, grabbing her arm again. He
dragged her halfway across the room, throwing her down on the bed. "Now!" he raged.
"Now!" And with a grunt he leaped on top of her.
Alice was too frightened to move. At first she thought Tom was going to strangle or hit
her. But instead he roughly pulled her legs apart, crowding his big body in between her
trembling thighs.
"You’re gonna feel a real cock now, baby," he gloated, as if she hadn’t already felt his
prick hundreds of times. Without any preparation, brutally, he rammed his swollen
prick straight into her cunt.
"Oh!" Alice cried out, half in fear, half in shock. Fortunately, her cunt was still so wet
and open from Hal’s fucking that her husband’s brutal entry didn’t cause any real
damage except to her pride.
"How do you like that, you little tramp?" Tom panted, his eyes glowing hotly as he
fucked wildly into the girl’s unresisting body. "Is this enough cock for you? You want
more, huh? You want more cock? Isn’t mine big enough for you?"
"Oh, it’s wonderful, Tom," Alice babbled. "So big… feels so good!" She cautiously
fucked her hips up toward Tom’s drumming loins.
"You like it, huh? Admit it! You love it!"
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Alice could hardly believe this was all happening. She knew that Tom had a delicate
male ego, but was hardly prepared for this. Still, it was oddly exciting to have him
nearly raping her. As his powerful body held her down, his cock drumming relentlessly
into her cunt, Alice began to get perversely turned on.
"Yes… yes… it’s good!" she moaned, writhing under her husband’s wild cock-thrusts.
For a few minutes Alice forgot her fear. She fucked back like a wild animal as Tom
hunched desperately above her. I’m going to cum! she realized. Despite her fear, despite
her dread of what must have happened to Hal, she let her orgasm sweep over her.
"See? I told you it’d be good!" Tom crowed in triumph. "Now I’m gonna cum in you,
baby."
Tom groaned as his cock began pumping hot sperm up into Alice’s already dripping
snatch. She tried not to squeal, because he was hurting her a little now, his fingers
digging powerfully into her flesh. But it was exciting, so animal-like, so totally new.
Another experience, as different as finally fucking Hal had been.
But the aftermath was embarrassing. When Tom had finally finished cumming, he
rolled tiredly from her sweaty, cum slippery body. She watched the grief literally wash
over him. "How could you do it to me?" Tom asked in a small, hushed voice. Alice
wanted to tell him she hadn’t really done anything to him. What had happened had
been between herself and Hal. She had never stinted on affection to Tom. He was still
her husband, the man she went to bed with every night. How could he believe her short
episode of happiness with Hal could have been a betrayal?
She wasn’t afraid of him anymore. If anything, she felt sorry for her husband. But her
pity killed little of the love she had for him. "I… I’m sorry," Alice said softly, trying to
touch Tom. "It won’t ever happen again."
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He shrugged off her hand. "How can I know that… for sure?" he asked sullenly.
Alice’s patience broke. "Why do you need to?" she demanded. "Isn’t the way I feel and
act toward you enough?" But she knew it wasn’t. For the first time she realized how
insecure her husband was in his manhood. His tough bragging bluff was only that… a
bluff. To convince himself as much as others. Disgusted with herself for finding out
such a damaging truth about the man she loved, Alice left the room. She had to. She
had to. Not only to get away from Tom for a minute, but to see what had happened to
Hal.
But when she got to his room, he was gone. So were his belongings. It took a moment
to soak in, but then she realized. Hal was gone!
Alice heard a noise behind her. It was Tom. He was fingering a bruise on his cheek.
Alice hadn’t noticed it before, but it was slowly darkening. "That damned Hal and his
karate," Tom mumbled angrily.

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THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 2

November 30, 2017April 29, 2024 ADMIN

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 2
Alice found it harder and harder to be around Hal. She could barely conceal her desire
for his body. She began to neglect Tom. Several times when he wanted to fuck, she
made feeble excuses. It wasn’t that she didn’t want Tom. But she was afraid of what her
mind would be doing while he made love to her. That near slip with Hal’s name had
frightened her.
Finally it got to be more than Alice could bear. She realized that until she had finally
satisfied her sexual curiosity about Hal, her relationship with her husband was going to
suffer. Her whole body burned to find what it felt like to be made love to by another
man. And Hal was so close, so convenient.
One afternoon she found herself alone in the house with Hal. Tom wouldn’t be back
for several hours. Now was the time. If she could get up the courage. Sensibly, Alice
opened a bottle of wine. Liquid courage. Then she rolled a joint. "Let’s have a party,"
she said, sitting down on the couch next to Hal. She lit the joint, drawing the acrid
fumes down into her lungs. Within a few seconds a tingling excitement rippled through
her body. It was good grass, sensuous grass. She poured two glasses of wine.
"What’s the occasion?" Hal asked, dragging on the joint. Alice watched the tip of the
little hand-rolled cigarette glow cherry red. She took a sip of her wine. It flowed, soft
and mellow, down her throat. "Oh… nothing… just an excuse to smoke some good pot
and drink some wine."
Time trickled by. Alice felt both relaxed and excited. She cast quick glances toward Hal.
He seemed completely unsuspecting. "Mmmmmmmm… I feel so good. Would you rub
my back, Hal?"
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"Sure," Hal replied lazily. He reached over and started massaging Alice’s shoulder.
"Uh-uh," she said. "I want a really good back rub. The whole thing." Getting up from
the couch, she lay down on the carpet, on her stomach. She was wearing a tee-shirt and
a pair of white shorts, fairly baggy shorts, no underwear underneath. Nor was she
wearing a bra. She liked the way her tee-shirt hugged her big tits, outlining the nipples.
She’d caught Hal eyeing them more than once. But casually. He’d seen her wearing the
tee-shirt often enough, but he didn’t know she was wearing it today particularly to turn
him on.
Hal knelt on the rug next to her. His hands reached out, then started gliding smoothly
up and down her back. "Mmmmnnnnn… feels good," Alice sighed. It did. It felt
wonderful, particularly after smoking the pot. Her skin was marvelously alive, tingling,
warm. Hal’s hands seemed to stroke right into her, strong but gentle.
She let Hal rub her back for a couple of minutes through her tee-shirt. Then she made
her first move. "Wait a moment," Alice said. Raising her upper body a little, she
struggled out of the tee-shirt, still lying on her belly. Hal might be a little surprised, but
after all, her tits were still concealed beneath her. It still seemed like a back rub.
Hal continued rubbing, but now he was becoming a little more interested. Alice had
big, full tits. They bulged out to the sides, beneath her body, creamy mounds, swelling
from her ribcage. Hal swallowed nervously. He wasn’t as cool and self-contained as
Alice imagined. For weeks he had been living with Tom and Alice. Plenty of time for
him to begin appreciating the girl’s sexy good looks. So far it had been only his
friendship with Tom that had held him back from making a play for the girl.
But now, with her lying on the floor in front of him, half-naked, he ached to stroke his
hands over her tits or at least over as much of them as he could reach with her lying on
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her stomach.
Alice thrilled as she felt Hal’s hands move down from her back and stroke up her sides.
She knew he was trying to make it look like this was just part of the back rub, but she
knew what he was doing. His fingertips moved over the swell of her tits, where they
bulged out to the sides under her weight. She knew she herself had to keep cool, at
least for now. She wanted to sigh with pleasure, but kept perfectly still.
Eventually Hal’s fingers left the edges of her tits and glided lower, massaging her up
swelling buttocks, then her thighs. Alice had made sure her thighs were parted a little.
As he leaned over the girl’s ass, Hal was able to stare up the loose legs of her white
shorts. Soft curving flesh, deep folds, sleek softness. He couldn’t see her cunt, net quite.
But the surrounding terrain was almost as interesting.
by the time Hal had finished rubbing the girl’s legs, he was almost as turned on as she
was. Alice sensed it. Now was the time for step two. "Can you rub my head? The front
of me?" she asked sweetly. She rolled over onto her back. "You don’t mind, do you?"
Hal swallowed. With the girl on her back, her naked tits jutted straight up at him. Alice
struggled to keep the look on her face as bland as possible. If she appeared too anxious,
she would probably scare Hal away.
"Uh… no, I don’t mind," he answered after a brief struggle to get his breathing under
control. He ached to reach out and cup those gorgeous pink-tipped mounds in his
suddenly sweaty hands. But instead he moved around by the girl’s head. He began
stroking her forehead, digging his fingers into her scalp.
It felt so good that for a couple of minutes Alice temporarily forgot the sexual angle.
But only for a couple of minutes. "Rub me all over," she said drowsily, keeping her eyes
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closed.
Somehow it made it easier for Hal with the girl’s eyes shut. Almost as if no one could
see. His hands left her head, stroking down over her shoulders, rubbing her upper
arms. As he reached over her body to reach her far arm, his forearm naturally dragged
across one lush tit. He felt the rubbery nipple sliding over his skin.
Then it wasn’t rubbery any longer. It was hard and pointed as Alice’s nipple responded,
stiffening, peaking up. Jesus!
Hal got bolder. He began rubbing Alice’s ribs, right at the base of her tits. Then he
glided his fingers up the sloping mounds, not attacking her nipples, not yet, but
swirling his hands in big circles, keeping up the fiction that this was still merely a
massage. The girl’s tits molded themselves to his hands, changing shape as he massaged
them in a big circle, one hand on each tit.
Once again Alice wanted to sigh with pleasure. Sigh hell! She wanted to moan! But she
kept still, feeling sexy warmth radiate out from her naked tits as Hal’s hands glided over
them. Just once he touched her nipples directly, gliding his palms lightly over them.
They shot erect like little pink erupting volcanoes. Alice shivered. Hal saw it, saw her
body twitch. He felt suddenly guilty, expecting her to become angry. But she just lay
there, eyes closed, big tits staring him in the face. Jesus, but he wanted to clamp his lips
around her nipples. He wanted to kiss and lick those big jugs!
Step three. "Can you rub my hips and thighs? The muscles are really tight."
Jesus, could he? You bet your ass he could! Hal’s hands flew down toward Alice’s sleek
loins. She obligingly spread her thighs wide as he began to rub her hips and the outer
part of her thighs. He kept staring at the loose way the baggy legs of the girl’s shorts
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fitted her legs, remembering what he’d seen from the back. But this time he saw more,
thin silky blonde tendrils of hair poking out past the legs of the shorts.
God almighty! Pussy hair! Alice wasn’t wearing any underwear!
Hal’s rubbing got bolder. He began rubbing the insides of Alice’s thighs, right near
where they joined together. "Ooohhhh… that’s where they’re the tightest," Alice sighed.
"Can you rub a little higher?"
The only way Hal could rub higher was to shove his hands up underneath the baggy
legs of those shorts. Taking a deep breath, he did so. His fingers traced out the hollows
of the girl’s loins, where her legs joined to her trunk. Oh God! On the inside he felt
soft pussy hair brushing the sides of his fingers!
"Down inside a little more." Shit! Was Alice asking him to touch her cunt, or just the
insides of her thighs?
It didn’t make much difference. As Hal’s fingertips dug into the muscles on the insides
of her upper thighs, he felt the soft rise of her outer pussy lips. And pussy hair
everywhere.
"Up a little higher," Alice murmured, eyes still closed. Hal’s fingers rose, gliding past
the tip of her busy, stroking her naked belly, doing all this while reaching up through
the legs of her shorts. He began to be more direct about touching the outer edges of her
cunt, feeling her mounded pussy lips push back softly at his fingers.
Reaching down between her thighs, he found nothing. Just a kind of gap. He knew her
pussy hole was just a fraction of an inch from his fingertip. Hal was tempted to reach
right in. But so far Alice had been so cool he fought to believe all this was still an
innocent massage. The girl’s very coolness almost ruined her plan.
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But then, as his fingertips glided across the girl’s pussy mound, Hal’s fingers skidded in
an unexpected patch of slippery pussy juice. Skidded right down into the girl’s slit.
Alice’s cunt had been bubbling for minutes. It had been hell for the excited young
woman to hold herself back, pretend she wasn’t wildly turned on by Hal’s fingers.
But now he couldn’t fail to know, as his fingertip came to rest in her hot, wet pussy slit.
Hal froze for a moment. He felt Alice’s body twitch. He expected her to demand he
remove his hand. But her eyes stayed closed. The truth began to dawn on him. Or at
least the suspicion of the truth. Was this a set-up? Was Alice trying to seduce him?
Cautiously, Hal began running his fingers up and down the girl’s pussy slit. She
quivered a little but that was all. Her eyes remained tightly shut. Hal’s massaging finger
became more reckless. He felt it glide past the girl’s clit, then moved it lower. Again
that emptiness. Oh, shit! Why not?
Knowing he was over the girl’s vagina, Hal worked his finger straight in. Damp pussy
hair clung to his finger. Her thick outer pussy lips squirmed out of the way.
Then his finger slid smoothly about an inch up into her twat. He swirled it around a
moment, coating it with the hot pussy juice that literally gushed from the girl’s gash.
He shoved his finger in deep, as far in as it would go. Hot muscular pussy walls closed
around his finger.
Alice couldn’t stand it any longer. "Oooohhhhh," she moaned softly. Her eyes opened.
Hal stared into their blue depths, finding only acceptance there, no blame.
"Oh, God," he murmured, and began finger-fucking the girl.
"Hal," she whispered. Then her hand was on his crotch, massaging his cock through his
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pants. His prick swelled immediately, cramped and painful inside its tight cage.
While Hal wormed a second finger up into the girl’s cunt, she fumbled with his zipper,
finally getting it open. Her slender hand wormed inside his fly. He shivered with
pleasure as her cool fingers closed around the shaft of his cock. Gently Alice pulled the
throbbing shaft out into the open. Oh, it was beautiful!
Both Hal and Alice were panting now, their eyes hot with lust. Hal had a moment’s
twinge of guilt as he realized he was going to fuck his friend’s wife. But he had been
fighting temptation too long. Now here she was, lying half-naked in front of him, his
fingers up her twat, her hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. Jesus, but she had a
sweet tight snatch!
Time to get those shorts all the way off. Alice’s free hand was already unbuttoning
them. He had to take his fingers out of her cunt to pull her shorts down. He hated to.
He was afraid she might change her mind, that he might never get his fingers back up
inside that snug wet nest.
But he had to take the chance. His fingers sucked free, glistening with cunt juice. He
wormed the girl’s shorts down over her thighs, pulling them over her feet. Then he
began tearing at his own clothes, nearly ripping them off in his haste.
When he was naked, the two young people held still a moment, staring at one another’s
bodies. Hal’s eyes feasted on Alice’s nude loveliness, on her beautiful tits, but most of
all on her softly furred, blonde pussy. He could make out the pink slash of her slit
underneath the golden fuzz, see the hole his fingers had just slipped out of.
For her part, Alice was fascinated by Hal’s body. He was so much more slender than
Tom. His cock was more slender too, not as big as Tom’s but big enough, stiff and
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hard, jerking up toward his belly a little further with each new rush of blood into its
turgid length. Her cunt ached to feel it slide up inside.
But Hal’s fingers were there first, diving once again into the wet warm depths. Jesus!
Hal thought. Now he was able to actually watch his fingers glide in and out of the pink,
fur-fringed hole. To watch the girl open up for him, spread her legs so that her pussy
lips gaped a little. The rich smell of pussy juice filled the air.
"Please, Hal," Alice whimpered. "Aren’t you going to fuck me?" He was driving her
crazy. His fingers felt good up inside her snatch, but it was his cock she wanted!
"Sure… sure," he mumbled. One more little twinge of conscience. Then Hal pulled his
fingers out of the girl’s cunt again, this time to make room for his cock. He scrambled
between her legs, feeling her soft inner thighs brush his ribs.
He would have fucked into her right then, but Alice reached down and took his cock in
her fingers. "Let me," she said.
God! It was so hard! Maybe not as big as Tom’s cock, but hard as a piece of steel!
Fascinated, the girl stroked it up and down her pussy slit, teasing herself with the
bloated tip. Hal, groaning with pleasure, reached down and dug his hands into the girl’s
tits, so tantalizingly near. His fingers sank into their cushiony yet firm softness. He
fondled the nipples, thrilling to feel them harden for him.
Alice shoved the tip of his cock up inside her cuntal opening. "Please," she begged
softly. "Stick it in my twat. Fuck me with it!"
"Oh, God, yes," Hal moaned. He ground his hips slowly forward. His prick slid
smoothly up into the girl’s snatch. He felt its tight hot walls close wetly around his
pulsing manhood. He shoved and shoved until his pubic bone thudded against Alice’s.
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"Ooohhhhhh… Hal!" Alice panted. It was finally happening! She had Hal’s cock buried
in her cunt!
And did it feel wonderful! So hard, so throbbingly alive. It didn’t feel any better than
Tom’s cock, only different, and it was the difference that excited her so much! For the
first time in her young life she was being fucked by a man other than Tom!
Winding her arms around Hal, she drew him close to her. How different his entire
body felt, so slender and supple, so unlike Tom’s greater bulk. Oh, God, and now he
was fucking her, long steady strokes, his cock plunging in and out of her quivering
cunt!
Alice’s tits flattened under Hal’s weight. Their lips came together. For the first time they
kissed, a long lingering kiss, their bodies writhing together. Alice started fucking back,
her hips rocking upward, shoving her cunt against Hal’s plunging loins, encouraging
his cock deeper and deeper into her simmering vagina.
Alice didn’t kid herself. She knew she wasn’t in love with Hal. She was fucking him just
for the sake of the fuck. Mid she loved it. Loved the feeling of sexual freedom it gave
her, as well as the delight of the fucking itself. Her body felt alive, full of a heightened
awareness. She felt so incredibly sexy!
Neither of them lasted long. Already turned on by their long, tense bout of foreplay,
their orgasms hung just over the horizon. Hal felt his cock beginning to swell up inside
Alice’s tight young cunt after only about five minutes. He had been doing his best to
hold back his orgasm from the first moment his cock touched the girl’s slit. But he
knew he was going to cum now, no matter what.
Fortunately, Alice was close, too. She felt Hal’s cock swelling inside her snatch. "Oh!
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Just like Tom’s does!" she blurted, delighted that it should happen the same way with
both husband and her lover.
"Je-ZUZ!" Hal groaned. Alice felt his sperm flooding her cunt, a warm wet flood jetting
up toward her womb. "Oh… Hal!" she whimpered. Her body spasmed. Her strong cunt
muscles clamped hungrily down around the base of Hal’s spouting cock, driving him
wild with pleasure. He felt the girl’s body jerk and quiver beneath him, telling him she
was coming. His fingers sank into her soft asscheeks, holding her loins tightly to his,
clamping her spasming cunt against his cock while he filled her pussy hole with his
boiling sperm.
With a tired sigh, Hal relaxed on top of the still gently writhing Alice. He loved the feel
of her soft tits pressing against his chest.
Then, slowly, he realized what he’d done. He’d fucked his friend’s wife! Jesus, what if
Alice had second thoughts? What if she ran and told Tom?
But one look at her glowing, sex-flushed face eased his worries. She threw her arms
around his neck and kissed him, her eager little tongue worming deep into his mouth.
He felt something tug and pull at his cock. Then he saw Alice laughing at the look of
surprise on his face. "What was that?" he blurted.
"Silly. I was just tightening my cunt muscles." Another tug, "Uuuummmm… you keep
that up and I’ll get hard again," Hal warned the smiling girl.
"Is that a promise?" Another tug.
Hal felt his cock hardening, lengthening up inside the girl’s sperm-slippery snatch. He
cupped one of her big tits in his hands, pushing it up with the nipple poking between
his fingers. Leaning down, he began to lick and suck the hardening little bud.
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"Oooohhhhhh… Hal… you’re such a good lover," Alice sighed.
He looked at her face for several long seconds. "No regrets?" he asked cautiously.
"Because this is kind of dangerous, you know."
"Un-uh. It’s worth it. I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long. We’ll do it again… every
chance we get."
"That’ll be a lot, you know," he warned the girl. "Next week I go on swing shift."
"Oh, goodie!" Alice squealed in delight. "Then I can fuck Tom during the night and
you during the day!"
"That’ll be some scene," Hal muttered. He knew he was probably going to get himself
into hot water. But looking down at the luscious, naked, pink and gold and blue-eyed
girl lying underneath him, he decided it was worth the risk. He began to slowly move
his resurrected cock in and out of her tight wet cunt.
"Oooohhhh, Hal," Alice sighed happily, her legs rising to wrap tightly around her new
lover’s body. But oddly, what she was thinking of at the moment was how much she
was going to enjoy fucking Tom when he came home from work.

16. Story of Zoo Sex

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 1

November 30, 2017June 23, 2024 ADMIN

THE WIFE’S SECRET URGE – Chapter 1
"Goodnight, Alice… ‘Night, Tom."
"Goodnight, Hal," Alice Bromden said, casting one quick look back at the slender
young man sitting on the living room couch as she followed her husband into their
bedroom. With a little shiver of delicious guilt, Alice realized she wished it was Hal she
was following into the bedroom, not Tom.
Not that she didn’t love her husband, not that she didn’t appreciate the way he used his
big cock. It was simply that Alice was sexually curious.
Only eighteen and married a year already, Alice had never slept with any other man
than Tom. Hal was their roommate. The three of them shared a two-bedroom house.
Hal was an old friend of Tom’s from high school, and now the two young men worked
for the same employer. It had seemed natural for Hal and the young couple to live
together, to share the rent on a fine old house they couldn’t have afforded otherwise.
Marriage had at first seemed like a fairy tale to Alice, away from her family for the first
time, a housewife, now able to sleep openly with her lover, her husband. What a change
from sneaking around, fucking in the front seat of Tom’s care before they were married.
Alice now felt a very much grown-up woman. Secure in her new-married status, she let
a warm friendship grow between herself and her husband’s high-school buddy.
The friendship slowly became something more than a friendship, particularly after Alice
and Tom began having their first fights. Tom was intensely jealous of his lovely young
wife. When Alice had been merely his girlfriend he had been eager to show her off,
encouraging the lush young blonde to wear the most revealing clothing whenever they
went out together.
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Now that they were married, he was intensely possessive, flying into a rage whenever
she wore anything that showed off her large firm breasts, or accentuated the rich curves
of her hips. "You look like a fucking whore!" he snapped at her one time when she
wore a particularly low-cut halter top. Tears sprang to the girl’s big blue eyes. Before
they were married, this same halter top had been part of the outfit Tom most liked her
to wear. She’d only been trying to please.
Alice fell into the habit of taking her troubles to Hal. He always listened patiently and,
it seemed to her, sympathetically. Gradually, Hal and Alice began to feel like
conspirators behind Tom’s back.
Then there was the physical attraction. Alice wasn’t aware of it at first, although she
caught Hal looking at her strangely a couple of times. The first time she became aware
of it herself, she had come home unexpectedly early from shopping. Thinking he was
alone in the house, Hal, who had been taking a shower, walked naked from the
bathroom, heading for his room. He and Alice nearly bumped into each other in the
hall. "Oh!" Alice blurted.
Hal blushed a little but went on toward his room as if nothing had happened. Alice
stared after him, remembering the sight of his naked cock dangling between his legs.
Even soft, it had looked big. The natural question formed in her mind, how would it
look hard? As big as Tom’s? Even bigger?
Alice had never seen an erect cock other than her husband’s.
For the first time, Alice began to think of Hal as a sexual person. This was made easier
when Hal brought a girl friend home one night. The girl was a particularly noisy fuck.
Lying in bed, Alice and Tom listened to the loud moans and cries coming from Hal’s
bedroom. "God! I wonder what Hal’s doing to that broad!" Tom snickered. Alice
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wondered, too, but she said nothing, just lay quietly in bed thinking of the time she’d
seen Hal naked in the hallway her mind filled with vivid images of what Hal’s swollen
cock must look like, plunging into the wailing girl’s body. She suddenly felt very hot
and excited.
"What’sa matter, Mouse? You seem a million miles away."
"Huh?"
Alice snapped out of her reverie. Tom was coming toward her, on his face that look of
hot lust she knew so well. "Time for my grapefruit diet," Tom murmured, reaching for
the girl’s big breasts. Alice felt her legs turn rubbery as Tom’s hands closed on her tits,
mauling them through her blouse. "Look at ’em!" he laughed, pointing to her nipples,
which poked hard and erect against the restraining material.
"Mmmmnnnnn," Alice sighed as Tom flicked at her throbbing nipples, rasping his
fingernails across the cloth. For a moment she forgot about Hal. Tom was going to fuck
her. He was going to shove his wonderful cock up between her legs, into her already
wet and heating cunt. Alice imagined she could already feel its thick hardness, opening
her up, spreading her pussy lips, the thick head starting to slide up into her trembling
love-tunnel.
Then Tom began unbuttoning her blouse. He tossed it aside, reaching around behind
Alice to unfasten her bra. Suddenly, as Tom peeled away the bra and her tits swung
free, the girl was reminded of something that had happened between her and Hal only
a few days before.
She and Tom had had a fight. After Tom stormed out of the house, Alice left her room
and ran to Hal, who was sitting on the living room couch, just like tonight. Eager for
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warmth and reassurance, the sobbing girl threw herself into the slender young man’s
arms. Automatically Hal put his arms around her. Alice felt loved, protected – and
something else.
Alice was wearing only her robe, completely naked underneath. The robe fell open.
One of her big tits came to rest on Hal’s bare arm. Her nipple slowly hardened, digging
into his skin. Both she and Hal became aware of it at the same time. Glancing further
down, Alice saw her robe was open over her crotch too, and Hal was looking, both of
them staring at her patch of soft blonde pubic hair. Their eyes locked. Alice felt herself
going, losing control, sliding down a wave of lust, ready to slip into the warm wet
trough. Her heart pounded. Down between her thighs she was aware of a growing wet
heat. Her mind stopped working. For one long moment Alice was all body yearning,
ready, aroused.
"Maybe I better go and see if Tom’s all right," Hal had suddenly mumbled, tearing
himself away from the half-naked girl with obvious difficulty. Alice had watched him
go, disappointment mingling with relief in her thoroughly confused mind.
The memory that bothered Alice most, as Tom’s hands closed on her naked tits, was
that it was Hal who had saved them both, not her. She knew she’d have gone ahead, let
him make love to her. She’d have been unfaithful to her husband.
What was the matter with her? Why was she thinking about another man even while
Tom knelt and began licking her breasts? "Mmmnnnn!" she sighed automatically,
cradling Tom’s curly head, pulling his face tightly against her throbbing tits. She felt
him suck a nipple deep into his mouth. Her body stiffened pulsing waves of pleasure
washed down from her tits to pool hotly in her quivering belly. God, she loved what
Tom was doing to her, but it was almost as if he wasn’t there! As if he were a faceless
substitute for Hal!
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It’s not fair! Alice thought rebelliously. Tom slept with lots of girls before he met me.
But he’s the only man I’ve ever made love to!
Alice’s mind had finally come to rest at the root of her problem. She was sexually
curious. Her interest in Hal wasn’t a rejection of Tom. It was healthy curiosity, natural
in a precocious eighteen-year-old who’d married too young. She was curious to see
what it would be like, sleeping with another man. Would Hal do it differently than
Tom? Would his cock look different, feel different as it slid up into her cunt? She ached
to find out. Her body was ready to translate her desires into action. Only the wary
sentinel of her conscience held her back. She hated herself for thinking about Hal while
Tom prepared to make love to her.
He was sucking hard on her tits now, drawing her rock-hard nipples deep into his
mouth. Alice was breathing hard. Her legs were shaky. She wished they’d lay down on
the bed and start fucking. Her cunt was hot enough already. Not only from what Tom
was doing to her tits, but also because of thinking about Hal.
But Tom showed no signs of heading for the bed. He ran his hands up underneath her
skirt while still sucking her tits. "Oooohhhh," Alice sighed as her husband’s fingers
probed at her seething cunt, right through her panties. "Jesus, you’re wet!" Tom
mumbled into her tits. The girl’s panties were like a soaked sponge, dripping with hot
slippery pussy juice. As Tom pushed on the girl’s crotch, her hot juices squished out
from her slit, bubbling through her panties, running down into the palm of his hands.
Tom shoved the girl’s soggy panties up into her slit, rubbing her snatch right through
them. Alice’s hips began to undulate. She fucked her cunt forward against her
husband’s rummaging fingers. "Mmmmmmnnnnn… feels so good!" she panted. "Shove
your finger up inside my cunt… Please?"
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"You bet, honey," Tom growled, his voice hall-muffled in the deep valley between his
lovely young wife’s tits. Slipping one finger past the legband of her panties, he wormed
it into her hot slippery pussy slit. He felt the girl jerk as his fingernail grated past her
tender clit, heading down toward her vaginal opening.
"God! Your cunt’s wide open!" he moaned, as his finger caught at the pulsing opening
to Alice’s snatch. He could feel regular gushes of warm pussy juice pumping out over
his finger. He shoved upward. His finger slid smoothly up into his wife’s pussy hole.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh," Alice sighed gratefully. Her hips pumped forward more strongly as
she fucked her cunt down onto her husband’s impaling finger. Her eyes were hall-
closed, her breathing strong arid deep. Hot signals of pleasure radiated up from her
finger-stuffed cunt.
Tom went back to sucking her tits, sucking her nipples deep into his mouth while his
finger slithered in and out of her throbbing cunt. The slurp of his lips against her tits
merged lewdly with the sucking sound of his finger running in and out of her juicy
snatch. "Oooohhhh… please… please, let’s fuck!" Alice panted. She didn’t know how
much longer her trembling legs would hold her up. Her entire body throbbed with
passion, with need. Her cunt begged to be filled with more than Tom’s finger. It ached
to feel the entire throbbing length of his cock up inside her hungry hole.
But instead of laying her down on the bed, Tom was pulling down her panties. Alice
felt them suck free of her dripping snatch. She obediently lifted first one foot, then the
other, as Tom stripped her panties from her. A moment later he was fumbling with the
waistband of her skirt, unfastening it, pulling down the zipper. The skirt puddled
around her feet. She stepped free of it, completely naked now.
Still Tom made no move toward the bed. He stayed kneeling in front of the trembling,
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wildly aroused girl, stroking his fingers over her wet, matted pussy hair. "Come on…
spread your legs as far as you can," Tom urged her. He began pulling the girl’s legs
apart. Her feet skidded over the floor. She almost fell, but in a few seconds, Tom had
her standing, spraddle-legged.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she panted shakily.
"You’ll see."
Alice almost fell over as Tom wedged his head in between her straining thighs. She felt
his nose dip into her slit. Then he turned his face upward, his breath snuffling over her
cunt. She didn’t think he could do it, but a moment later, his tongue lanced up into her
crack, stabbing directly against her clit.
"Aaaaaaahhhnhh!" Alice choked out, hot bolts of pleasure radiating from her clit,
shooting through her cunt. Automatically she reached down, grabbing hold of Tom’s
hair, dragging his face more tightly against her cunt. Her hips started fucking forward
and down again, ramming her slit hard against Tom’s sucking mouth.
"Mmmmppphhhh," Tom mumbled around a mouthful of wet slippery pussy flesh. He
was getting more of a reaction from Alice than he’d bargained for. He should have
known. Once his horny little wife felt his mouth against her twat, she went out of her
mind! His neck was forced back by the girl’s frantic hip-humping. He thought his
vertebrae were going to crack, but he kept on licking, running his tongue hotly over
Alice’s quickly welling clit. Her heavily-flowing pussy juices ran down into his mouth
and over his chin. His cheeks slipped and slithered over her smeared thighs.
Alice had a short, sharp orgasm, her body twitching and quivering as her husband
tongued up into her twat from below. "Oooohhhh," she sighed happily. She felt so
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good! But not as good as she wanted to feel. She wanted a cock up inside her cunt.
Something one hell of a lot bigger than a finger and longer than a tongue! She wanted
to be fucked!
Sputtering and choking as the girl’s spasming cunt pumped gushes of pussy juice into
his mouth, Tom eventually had to come up for air. His face glistened with the girl’s
warm secretions. "Let’s get on the fucking bed!" he said, smiling eagerly.
Tom scooped Alice off her feet and tossed her onto the bed. She squealed with a
mixture of fear and delight as she flew through the air, then bounced on the bed. Tom’s
strength always amazed her. Lying on her back, naked, her legs spread wide, pussy wet
and dripping, big tits pointing upwards, as firm and out-thrusting as when she had
been standing, she waited for her husband to undress, her eyes feasting on his broad
chest and lean hips. But most of all on the long thick cock that leaped into view when
he finally pulled off his shorts.
"Ooohhhhh… yummy!" she giggled, reaching out to grab his cock as he scrambled onto
the bed next to her. A single shining drop of sperm appeared in the little slitted hole in
the tip, squeezed out by her caressing fingers.
"I want that," she said, wriggling next to Tom, half sitting up. She bent forward. Her
tongue shot out, lapping across the tip of her husband’s swollen rod. The pungent, salty
taste of sperm filled her mouth – just from that one drop. "Yum," she murmured.
Continuing her tongue work, she laved the pink wet organ over the entire knobbed tip
of Tom’s big cock, feeling it swell even larger.
"Oh, Jesus!" Tom groaned, flopping back helplessly on the bed as his wife’s tongue
slithered over his throbbing cock. She began to lick the underside of the bloated shaft,
running her tongue tip all the way down to his balls. "Suck it! Suck it a little!" Tom
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wheezed.
Now I’ve done it, Alice thought. There was going to be a little delay before she got
fucked. But she didn’t mind, not really. The longer she worked on her husband’s cock,
the bigger it would swell. She’d have more and more of the huge shaft to ram up into
her hungry cunt.
Opening her lips, Alice slipped them over the tip of Tom’s cock. It was a tight fit. She
felt her lips stretch and stretch. Then Tom’s prick slid smoothly into her mouth. She
began working her mouth slowly up and down as much of the bloated shaft as would
fit inside. Her hands caressed his tight, swollen balls.
"Jesus! You keep that up, you’ll make me shoot off in your mouth!" Tom blurted. His
hands plucked nervously at the blankets as he tried not to cum.
That was something Alice definitely didn’t want to happen. Her cunt ached and
throbbed for cock. She wanted her husband’s big joint to pump its hot load up into her
twat, not her mouth. She quickly pulled her mouth away, her lips popping free of
Tom’s cock tip.
"Let’s fuck," Tom panted. He attempted to roll his wife over, but she stopped him.
"Let me do it," she begged.
Tom obediently lay back, a slow grin breaking over his face. He put his hands behind
his head, watching leisurely as Alice positioned her sleek loins over his upthrusting
cock. Her blonde-furred cunt hung just above the saliva-wet tip.
"Mmmnnnnnm," Alice sighed as she lowered her hips a little and guided the tip of her
husband’s prick up into her waiting pussy slit. For a few seconds, she contented herself
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with sliding the rubbery knob up and down her seeping cuntal valley, feeling its hot
softness tug and pull at her throbbing clit.
Then she couldn’t stand another moment of waiting. She wanted to get fucked! Eagerly,
she stuffed Tom’s prick-tip up into her vaginal opening. It was a snug fit, open as she
was. Tom’s cock was big. But she’d taken it up into her twat enough times to know it
would fit.
Grinding her ass downward, she slowly worked her husband’s giant prick up into her
pussy hole. "Aaaaaahhhhhh," Alice sighed as she felt her vagina stretching and
stretching to make room for the big probe. She kept shoving her ass down until she at
last felt the tip of Tom’s prick stretching the far end of her vagina. She rested a
moment, her blonde pussy hair merged with his dark kinky fuzz. God, she felt filled! So
stuffed full of cock she could barely breathe!
Placing her hands on Tom’s lower belly for balance, Alice slowly raised her ass. Tom’s
cock seemed to literally grow out of her cunt, shiny with her internal juices. She kept
moving her ass upward until only the head of her husband’s prick was still trapped up
inside her snatch. She could feel the flanged ridges of the helmet-shaped knob trying to
pull free. She halted a moment.
Eyes closed, Alice took in a deep breath. "Okay," she breathed out, slamming her ass
down. Her cunt gobbled Tom’s cock. "Mmmpppphhhh," she grunted as she felt herself
suddenly filled once more with cock. Her eyes flew open for just an instant, but she
really didn’t see anything, just the wall behind the bed.
"Ooooohhhhh… God!" Alice moaned. Her cunt felt so wonderful, stuffed with cock!
She began to fuck hard, raising her ass high time after time, then slamming it down
again, fucking herself on her husband’s big cock. Her whole lower body throbbed and
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glowed. Her tits jiggled as she bounced madly up and down, then simmered with
pleasure as Tom reached up and began pinching her darkly pink nipples.
Alice’s mind was floating in a sea of bliss. She forgot for a while where she was, who
she was fucking. As Tom’s cock slithered again and again in and out of her glowing
cunt, she began to fantasize. The image of a face grew in her mind – Hal’s, not Tom’s.
She imagined herself fucking Hal, that it was his cock lancing up into her twat. The
longer she thought about it, the hotter she got.
Then she opened her eyes. Instantly it felt all wrong as she found herself staring at
Tom’s familiar, sex-flushed features. The orgasm that had been just about to overwhelm
her fled, washed away by an immediate flood of guilt.
"What’s the matter, honey?" Tom asked, sensing the change in his wife’s mood.
"I… I… oh nothing," Alice stammered. "I… I almost made it, but not quite."
Tom laughed. "You’re trying too hard," he said. "Here… let me take over now."
With one powerful smooth motion, he turned over, taking Alice with him. Gasping, she
found herself on the bottom, his big cock thrusting powerfully into her body. Tom
dragged them both toward the edge of the bed, until he was standing on the floor, his
cock still in her, Alice’s ass balanced right on the edge of the mattress. Tucking her legs
under his arms, pulling them high so he had a straight shot right into the girl’s wet
gaping cunt, Tom began to fuck hard, balanced on his toes, ramming into the stunned
girl’s twat with all his might.
"Oh… oh… oh…" Alice chanted, the sound forced out of her every time Tom’s driving
hips thudded against her thighs. His cock thundered in and out of her cunt like an out-
of-control pile driver. There was no way she could keep from cumming now, even if
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she’d wanted to. Tom’s cock was driving just too deeply up into her cringing pussy hole
for her to hold back.
Ooooohhhhhhhh!" Alice wailed as she felt Tom’s sperm shoot up into her spasming
cunt. She herself began to cum. "Ooohhhhhhh… H… TOM!"
For a moment the girl froze in terror. My God! She’d almost called out Hal’s name!
Then her orgasm swept over her, holding her helpless in its writhing grip.