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WARNING:
     This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
     The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and 
contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or 
reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
     I am NOT the author.  I don't have the talent to write these 
stories.  We can only be ... "TheEditor" and Associates.





                          The Neighborhood Pet

                             By Jon Reskind



                                Chapter 1

     The sleek German shepherd stretched out his long sinewy body on the 
cool of the kitchen's rubber-tiled flooring to watch the golden-haired 
young wife move about her household duties with an air of feminine 
efficiency.  He chose a corner, his favorite vantage point, and a spot 
he had come to consider as his own since his arrival at this new place.  
Though at first it had been strange to him and he had sadly longed to be 
with his real mistress, the warm affection shown him by the young woman 
and man had soon won his fervent attachment.
     What was even more exciting and new to him was the freedom he had 
here.  Before, he had been allowed outside only in the company of his 
mistress and leashed, but here he could come and go as he felt the urge, 
freely exploring the alleys and neighboring yards where other friendly 
young wives gave him bones and sometimes even took him into their 
houses.  Of them all, though, it was this pretty, long golden-haired 
girl who answered to the sound of Karen that he preferred to be with.  
She fed him well and petted him often, making soft little cooing sounds 
that not only pleased him but set his great heart to beating faster.  It 
was the lack of such attention this morning which gave the powerful 
animal his feeling of slighted uneasiness, and he watched her with 
unflinching, devoted eyes, instinctively knowing that all was not right 
with her ...
     Actually, Karen Smith thought to herself, as she rinsed the dishes 
before placing them in the dishwasher, she was being a little childish 
about the whole thing.  Steve wasn't wholly at fault this time.  After 
all, they had awakened later than usual and she should know after eight 
months of marriage to him what a stickler he was for being on time at 
the office.  With only an hour for him to shower, shave, dress and eat 
breakfast, then drive into L.A. proper, she'd been just a bit 
unreasonable enticing him into making love to her.  But after last 
night's big let-down on his part, she'd popped her eyes open this 
morning with the same sensual coals still smoldering inside her.  Of 
course, he'd had too much to drink the night before at the Keller's 
dinner party ... or maybe not enough, she wasn't certain which, they 
both did so little of it.  But for some unusual reason, he'd been like a 
damned rabbit in bed, just whipping right off and leaving her in the 
middle of her passionate climb, dropping almost immediately off to 
sleep, while she'd lain there beside him in excited arousal for over an 
hour before she'd fitfully dozed off.
     It was little wonder to the twenty-two year old, curvaceous blonde 
wife that she'd awakened in no less an erotic tizzy than the sizzling 
state which sleep had temporarily banked through the night.  But to 
endure a repeat fiasco within eight hours had been almost more than she 
could bear!  Only the fact that she knew he would be late for work if 
she made an issue of it, had kept her from breaking right out in 
flustrated tears!  Like a propelled young athlete trying for some sort 
of an olympic record, he'd raced his lengthy, swollen hardness in and 
out of the heated, liquid sanctuary between her legs, quickly seeing to 
his own needs, then hopped from the bed while she lay there panting!
     "Sorry, hon ... but I really got to make time, now!" he'd weakly 
apologized, wiping off his deflating penis with his soiled shorts as he 
moved toward the bathroom.  Then, at the doorway, he'd turned and 
promised: "Look, I'll make it up to you tonight, Karen ... for sure.  
We'll go out for cocktails and dinner, just the two of us ... and after, 
we'll come home and have a real party.  Okay ...?"
     "O-Okay ... all right, darling," she'd feebly answered, somehow 
managing a smile for him before he'd darted into the bath, closing the 
door behind him.
     Well, at least he had understood the whats and whys of her 
frustration, she'd thought as she lie there, fighting the tremendous 
urge to finish the task with her finger before he popped out like a 
jack-in-the-box from the shower.  But she hadn't and for personal 
reasons known only to herself.  When she'd married Steve Smith she'd 
hopefully put the need for self-gratification behind her, and to this 
point she had not violated that optimism, for once begun it would be too 
easy a practice to continue.
     Karen was quite aware and certainly unashamed of her carnally 
amorous nature, and so far, her slender, loveable, unhomely young 
husband had shown his appreciation of it to the best of his limited 
ability.  There ... there she went again, privately deriding him with 
that one word, 'limited' ... and after vowing to herself only several 
days before that she would not let her mind think that way anymore!  
What was it the book she had read on marriage and sexual love had said 
...?  Allowing this vein of thinking toward one's mate to dwell in the 
mind will only breed further discontent.  It is important especially for 
the new inexperienced bride to adopt a positive and patient view.  
Either partner might well detain the event of harmony in the sex act by 
mentally unloading blame of inadequacy on the other ...
     Well, inexperienced she'd certainly been and still was, she 
supposed, if one was to measure by the length of time she'd been at it.  
Steve had been the first and only man in her young life, the initial and 
wondrous night going back to four months before their wedding.  And what 
a blissful, bang-up performance that had been on his part right there in 
the back-seat of his car!  God, her climax had been so dynamic that 
she'd fainted dead away, nearly frightening him to death ... poor 
darling.
     Karen smiled to herself now as she remembered, momentarily pausing 
in her dish rinsing.  But such infusing recollections were not doing a 
damn thing toward soothing the immediate ardor still glowing hotly in 
her soft belly and simmering young loins, she reasoned, forcefully 
sealing the memory back inside her mental archives.  The main points of 
importance were that they were totally and rapturously in love with each 
other, that they were both sound and healthy, and that her twenty-five 
year husband's position as an insurance agent was secure and progressing 
beyond their fondest expectations.  What young bride of eight months 
could ask for more than the beautiful new home they were buying in the 
enviable Oakmont Shadows development?  Even their two-year old car was 
paid for, and in three more months, their furniture, would be entirely 
their own!
     So, their sex life wasn't yet all that it might be, at least it was 
a hit and miss proposition, and when she wasn't left in one of these 
fired-up states she felt confident that in time ...
     A soft whine from the big German shepherd behind her interrupted 
the pony tailed blonde girl's stream of thoughts.  She turned, smiling 
down at the handsome animal her Aunt Janie had asked her to look after 
while the vivacious older writer fulfilled a magazine assignment in 
London.  Though she would have done it out of gratitude for this 
fiftyish, spritely woman who had raised her following the accidental 
death of her parents when she was twelve, she had truly welcomed the 
magnificent dog's company.  Too many nights, Steve was obligated to meet 
with clients ... the unfortunate plight of a successful insurance 
agent's life ... and as well as the dog's company, Karen appreciated the 
protection in this new, outlying area the powerful animal afforded her.
     "What is it, Satyr darling?" she softly cooed down at him in a tone 
she somehow had adopted especially for him.  "Hungry, baby?" she 
continued, lovingly stroking the mighty dog's big, glossy-furred head.  
"You know, I think I'm beginning to understand why Aunt Janie gave you 
that devilish little name ... it's the wicked, loveable gleam you too 
often get in those big brown eyes.  To tell you the truth, young man, it 
sometimes appears to be bordering on salacity."
     The pleasing sound of her soft, crooning voice along with the 
gentle pressure of her small, stroking hand on his head filled Satyr 
with warm-hearted relish.  Instinctively, he raised his head, licking at 
her smooth hand to impart his growing attachment to her.  Whatever had 
troubled her was of relative unimportance, his keen animal intuition 
made him know, as with that hand moving to his neck, she hugged him 
against her soft, outer thigh.
     "I'm not sure but what you might be some reincarnated Lothario from 
another time," the curvaceous, doting young wife teased, happy that they 
exercised a six month dog impounding law in England before you could 
bring them in.  Otherwise, she'd never known the tying bond that could 
grow between a human and their faithful canine friends.  She had always 
loved them but never owned one herself.  It hadn't been until after 
Uncle Bill's passing away and her own marriage to Steve that Aunt Janie 
had discovered this wonderful animal.  Now, he had become one of their 
own little family after only a week, and already she was dreading the 
day that Aunt Janie would come home to claim him.  "Supposing we look 
into the fridge to see what we can find for you, handsome?  I think 
there might even be a nice big ham bone there."
     The noble animal whined, almost as if he knew what she were saying, 
Karen thought, embracing him against her leg and stroking his head once 
more.  He whimpered and she lightly laughed.  The darling.  She hoped 
she was doing right by letting him traipse out and around the 
neighborhood.  Aunt Janie had been in such a rush that she'd given her 
little advice concerning him.  And inasmuch as the neighbors had all 
taken to him, she couldn't see any harm in letting him get out and romp 
a bit.  He seemed to know where home was and that was the main thing ... 
along, of course, with his gentle temperament.
     Although she very much enjoyed taking him on his leash grocery 
shopping with her, there'd been several times he'd been off gallivanting 
when she couldn't.  But invariably, when he accompanied her, any number 
of wives who lived in the Shadows made it a policy to come up and pet 
him, such as the day before when three of them had approached him, 
hardly looking at her as they almost blushingly made over him.  He had 
become quite a focal point in the neighborhood, and though proud, she 
had come up with some misgivings over the attention.  There was such a 
thing, she'd read, as dog-knapping, and God, how could she ever explain 
that, should it happen, to Aunt Janie?
     "I don't want to be strict with you, darling," his new young 
mistress intoned with a final, loving pat, "But I just might have to 
curtail some of your wanderlusting habits.  Aunt Janie would never 
forgive me, I know, if anything happened to you ... and I couldn't 
forgive myself."
     Satyr was aware only that her melodious, gentle voice bestowed 
kindness and love.  But beyond that, he had sensed in his closeness 
against her a poignant smell not unfamiliar to him, a heady scent which 
immediately inspired trained responses inside his big, muscular body.  
It was the human mating aura he had been skillfully educated to 
recognize ... and he did, but perhaps with more eagerness than usual, 
for this was his beloved new mistress who made his animal-heart beat 
rapidly when she petted him ...!
     Her mind still a conglomeration of mixed-veined thoughts, Karen 
opened the refrigerator, identified the ham bone on its plate and bent 
down to retrieve it from its backward place on the tray.  She said 
aloud, more to herself than the waiting dog: "Ham shouldn't really be 
kept this long, anyway ... even under refrigeration ...!"
     Though it gave her a jolting, if wild start, the astounded young 
wife didn't move!  She was still bent over, but frozen immobile at the 
feel of the unmistakable cool wetness of Satyr's nose high on the soft 
inner side of her left thigh!  Why she didn't jerk upright in shock, 
fear, or at least, a smattering of self-decorum, she could only lay to 
the prurient incitement which had been smoldering inside her since the 
night before!  Instead, she continued to stoop there, waiting, knowing 
that the big dog's huge head was up in under her short shift from 
behind, animalishly sniffing ... and then, the hot pressured lap of his 
unmistakable tongue came against the moistened nylon strip of her sheer, 
snug-fitting panties hugging her seeping vaginal lips!
     Good God!  He'd sensed her erotic heat!
     What else?  It had to be that, and his singeing, long thick tongue 
had felt like a firebrand caressing the protected swollen lips of her 
still hotly fired pussy!  Again, he did it as she hung there in her 
stooped-over position, drawing the length of his feverish tongue 
undeniably between her partially spread thighs, along the length of her 
flushed, wet cuntal crevice!
     Karen raised up slowly ... straightening, only because she couldn't 
spend the day in that position!  She held the bone in her hand as she 
turned to gaze down at her animal-paramour who was staring up at her 
with almost twinkling brown eyes, erect ears, open mouthed and with 
wagging tail.
     "You loveable devil!  I was right!  That's why your name is Satyr 
... because you are!" she tremulously whispered, all the sensations she 
had managed to keep from overwhelming her the past ten hours, suddenly 
spiraling with passionate intensity over her voluptuous, young feminine 
curves.  "You ... you are Don Juan returned ... a licentious male lover 
in a dog's body ... but so help me, more handsome than any of them!  Wh-
What has Aunt Janie been teaching you, anyway, Satyr darling?"
     The massive German Shepherd whimpered, but the sensually 
intoxicated bride wasn't sure why ... whether for the bone she held, or 
the now-inflamed secret between her trembling thighs!  She shivered 
outright as she took the first step toward the washroom as if 
satanically driven.  Inside, she held the bone high in a mind-spinning, 
teasing gesture, so that he would see and follow, lascivious things she 
had never before even conceived of permeating her brain!
     "Come in here, darling ... in here with Karen!" she consciously 
hissed, as if someone might overhear, though she was the only human in 
the house!  "Come on, baby ... that's my darling ... and after, you can 
have the bone!  Come on, look what Karen has for you ...!"
     It was too late to stop now, the breathless, wildly infused Karen 
insanely reasoned, realizing the depravity of her act and knowing she 
intended to do it anyway!  The eager animal whimpered before her as she 
stood there, door partially closed and spread legged, her short skirt 
luridly raised, the fingers of her same hand pulling seductively to one 
side the thin narrow crotchband of her dampened, nylon panties, hotly 
exposing her lightly hair-fringed, wet cunt before him!
     "Come on, Satyr!  Do it for Karen!  Lick it ... baby ... lick 
Karen's hot little pussy for her!" she lewdly whispered, the obscene 
thought and knowing of what she was doing inspiring almost frantic jolts 
of raging excitement to charge through her!
     Eagerly she watched, the sight in itself as the big dog moved 
closer, enough to jell her knees!  Then, unimaginable sensations of 
frenetic lust stabbed within her when she realized that he was really 
going to lick her there up between her thighs!  Ooohhhh ... this was 
beyond obscenity, she thrillingly trembled, pulling even further to one 
side the elastic legband and the sheer strip of her wet panties to 
better expose her fire-filled pussy to him!  ... He was, wasn't he?  
God!  He had to ...!
     And, he did!
     The beautiful darling's long and thick animal-tongue wetly snaked 
out, curling at its tip as it searingly splayed open the fervid, 
sensitive lips of her pouting pussy!  It laved the very seeping, 
inflamed mouth of her vagina, separating the soft, hair-fringed folds, 
drawing with a scorching heat upward between them, ending and twisting 
at the delicate bud of her already hotly quivering little clitoris!  And 
he wasn't about to stop there!  Again and again without the slightest 
urging on Karen's part, the handsome brute repeated his fiery lingual 
caresses, raising gasps of lurid intoxication from the young blonde wife 
as she stood there with shapely naked legs spread wide, her exposed 
loins thrust obscenely forward, her little hand holding the narrow wisp 
of her nylon panties one side for Satyr's lustfully delicious licking of 
her erotically steaming cunt!
     The bone she held in her small hand had lost its interest for the 
big German shepherd the moment his new, beautiful blonde mistress had 
raised her skirt and made naked for him her hot, wet young pussy lips.  
He knew from vast experience the feeling of racing blood pounding 
ruttishly through the animal veins of his mighty body.  The delicate 
scent of her roused, fluid heat filled his keen sensitive nostrils as he 
ardently stroked his long, thick tongue through the moistened, pink 
flesh between her sensuously spread thighs.  His strong animal-heart 
beat faster at her exciting feminine sexual odor, the intense fever of 
her desire contagiously charging to his own powerful loins.
     "Oh ... oh God ... yes, darling ... like that!  Lick it good!" 
Karen hissed, still holding the bone high in one hand and her tiny 
panties lewdly pulled away from her burning, blonde-curled pussy with 
the other.  "Oh lover ... you sweet ... sweet beauty!  Lick!  Lick!  
Karen'll cum in a minute, darling!  Oooohhhh ... faster, baby, faster 
... then you can have your bone!  That's it ... lick ... lick ... lick 
...!"
     At last, the unwelcomed sound penetrated ... a knocking at the back 
door ... persistent but not demanding ... yet ...!  For a long moment, 
the lustfully captivated Karen did not move, couldn't in the throes of 
her forbidden enchantment ... but the knocking continued until the huge 
dog finally stopped his obscene caresses, growling reflexively in his 
husky throat.  Oh God, just a minute more and she would have!  She 
almost frantically screamed within her wildly excited brain, thrusting 
her seething wet cunt obscenely forward, trying to tempt the big animal 
back to finish his lewd tonguing.  But instead, he nosed his way through 
the opening of the door she had not quite closed to move toward the 
kitchen entrance.
     "Damn!  Damn!" the fiercely incited Karen cursed under her breath, 
quickly pulling her panty crotch band back over her saliva-moistened 
vagina as she shivered maddeningly from the impassioned sensations 
electrifying her hotly inflamed young loins in their almost reached 
orgasmic moment!  Who the devil could it be?  She raged inwardly, then 
heard Barbara Keller's throaty voice speaking to Satyr through the 
screened door.
     "Well, hello there, handsome!  Where's your pretty mistress ...?  
Oh, there you are, honey," their stunning, new neighbor greeted as Karen 
emerged with forced calm from the washroom.  She was a comparatively 
tall girl, older than Karen by several years, with an extremely 
attractive face, fluffy mini-bobbed, coal-black hair, enchanting onyx-
eyes, and an enviously curved body which she revealingly enhanced by 
wearing the meagerest and tightest ensembles available.  "You washing or 
something, honey?  Hope I didn't interrupt?"
     "No ... no, I ... ah, was getting a bone for Satyr," Karen 
stammered, helplessly trembling as she sensed the uncontrollable flush 
to her cheeks.  God, that had been stupid, she quickly realized ... a 
bone from the washroom?  Her attractive caller's head cocked to one side 
as if in wonderment, but Karen refused to notice, managing a smile as 
she concentrated on the other's skin-tight white shorts and matching, 
low-cut halter.  "My, don't you look fresh and cool, though?  How about 
some coffee?"
     "Love it, hon, and thanks for the compliment," Barbara replied, 
watching the big German shepherd take the bone from her curvaceous 
blonde neighbor's hand and march toward the door.
     "Now don't you go away, Mr. Gallivanter," Karen affectedly ordered, 
pressing open the screened barrier for the proud animal to pass, the 
thought of the lurid act she'd involved him in only minutes before still 
discomposing her.  "Stay right in the back yard," she added, struggling 
desperately to hide her mounting feeling of guilt.  Then, turning to 
smile again at her neighbor: "Sit down, Barbara ... I'll get some cups 
..."
     The alluring brunette was a warm, outgoing girl and a new 
acquaintance whom Karen liked very much.  Though Barbara and Don had 
just moved into their home across the street some ten days before, 
already the two couples had struck up a friendly and close relationship 
... but somewhat taxed at that moment in the once again flustrated mind 
of the wrought up young housewife ...
     "You really like this outfit, or are you kidding me?" the long-
legged brunette asked as she slid into the breakfast booth.  "Don says 
if it was any tighter I might as well sew some simulated pubic-hair on 
the front, the wise guy.  Actually, he likes them this way.  What do you 
think, Karen?"
     Perhaps at another time it wouldn't, but right then her attractive 
friend's rather lewd remark only added to Karen's uneasiness.  All the 
same, she laughed, struggling for casualness and angered with herself at 
the hot twinges she knew continued to redden her cheeks.  She quipped: 
"Well, let's say you're not leaving anything in doubt to the naked eye 
... but I do like it on you."
     "Thanks again.  Your sweet, Karen," the stunning girl bubbled.  
"Now, how would you like to go shopping with me this afternoon?  There's 
several sales going on downtown ..."
     "Oh, I shouldn't, Barb," Karen replied as she poured their coffee 
and slipped into the booth across from her neighbor, aware that the fire 
had lessened in her cheeks, her confidence slowly returning.  "Steve's 
taking me out to dinner tonight and I don't want to be dragging for 
that.  Otherwise, I'd love to join you."
     "Ooohhh ... and I thought sure you would," Barbara disappointedly 
moaned, and then as quickly, she was smiling again.  "But we can do it 
another time.  I don't blame you for storing up your energy for that 
sweet husband of yours.  He's a doll, Karen." She leaned forward over 
the table.  "Tell me, was he over, under, or soused just to the 'nth' 
degree last night?  God, I thought he was going to rape you right there 
on the couch, once!"
     Karen had already been exposed to her enravishing neighbor's 
unexpected, sensual probes and revelations, blushingly surprising 
questions or statements of which her good-looking, athletic husband 
seemed to eagerly enjoy, and which at first had embarrassed both Steve 
and herself.  But it was the innocence and spontaneity of them that had 
soon brought down her prudish guard, along with her Steve's.  One 
couldn't know Barbara Keller very long without recognizing and 
accepting, even becoming infatuated with her unvarnished candor, which 
usually encompassed sex.  Nevertheless, her immediate personal question 
irked Karen, setting her on the alert.  There were, after all, some 
things ...
     "God!" the widened, onyx-eyed girl went on before she could answer, 
"Don was a savage!  I thought he was going to tongue me right out of my 
mind, and he hadn't drunk anything near what Steve had!  Then, it was 
dog-fashion, and believe me, honey, with that cock of his rammed up in 
you from behind you know you're getting fucked!"
     Karen actually lost her breath at her fetching neighbor's casual 
use of the two four-letter words, the very sound of them tumbling from 
her pretty, white-glossed lips momentarily spellbinding her!  In all of 
their association to date, the younger wife had never heard her use the 
ultimate graphics, even when she implied them!  At the same time, she 
couldn't deny the sparks they raised in her soft, smoldering belly and 
loins ... like a poker being stroked into a caked bed of white-hot 
coals!
     Somehow, Karen found her' voice and quivering as it was in her 
undeniable excitement, she softly managed to convincingly lie: "Steve 
had to be at the office early ... so we went right to sleep ..."
     "Really?  God, I was as hot as a Spanish onion!  I must've cum a 
half-dozen times, but that's that heavy-hung husband of mine," the 
sparkling brunette randomly informed, then sipped from her cup, her 
dark-eyes mischievously scintillating as they gleamed across the table.  
"Anyway, I'm sorry you guys didn't cut it.  I know you were right up 
there with me, hon, the way you were hanging onto Steve." She set down 
her cup and shook her pretty head.  "That's the trouble with insurance, 
or Don's real estate.  Sure, we make wonderful money, but the time 
involved.  It kills me.  I can seldom plan a dinner and have it on the 
hour, or figure on my legal-lover to be on deck when he says.  It's 
always a client who wants to look at property at the most unreasonable 
hours!  Sometimes, I wonder if it's worth it ... then I look around, or 
go out and lounge by the pool and decide it is."
     Once more, Karen worked up a smile.  "Of course it is," she heard 
herself say, all that her curvaceous young neighbor had openly unfolded 
without a grain of conscience tossing wildly inside her own wrought-up 
brain ... Cum a half-dozen times?  God!  Even once would be heavenly!  
... Heavy-hung husband ...!  Steve was as big there as anyone she would 
ever want to know!  It was so long and thick ... bigger than most, she'd 
almost bet, or at least an equal ... wasn't it ...?  Wasn't it ...?  How 
could she know?  It was the only one she'd ever seen, felt, or loved!  
How could an inexperienced girl compare ...!  Even if she wanted to ...?
     "Honey!  You didn't answer me," Barbara said, half-smiling across 
the table at her with her lovely head cocked to one side in 
characteristic fashion.  "You off in a dream-world on me?"
     "I'm sorry, Barb ... I guess I got carried away there for a moment 
... something I ought to do," Karen lied again.
     "Well ... what I asked you is, when are you guys putting in your 
pool?  Last night, you said you were going to ..."
     "Oh, not until next summer, probably," Karen quickly replied, 
ashamed of her momentary lapse.  "I really didn't intend to get carried 
off like that ..."
     "Oh, for God's sake, think nothing of it, baby.  I get that way 
once in awhile, too.  But listen, why don't you and Steve come over 
Friday night for a pool party.  We'll have cocktails, steaks, and ..." 
she leaned forward, covering Karen's hand with her own, "some exciting 
movies to stimulate the sensual blood-flow.  Don just sold this estate 
to a real big-time operator who handles the distribution of stag movies.  
God, hon, they're wild ... all the way ... everything you can imagine 
with beautiful gals and handsome males!  Sound like something ...?"
     "I ah ... well, I'll tell Steve tonight when he comes home," Karen 
huskily responded, her own blood pounding through her at the thought.  
"I-I have to go by his schedule, you know ..."
     "Of course you do, baby," the enravishing brunette smiled, getting 
to her feet.  "Now, I better run and let you do your thing.  Sorry you 
can't go shopping with me ..."
     "Another time, Barbara ... Tonight looks like a big night for the 
Smiths," Karen said, the urge to imply something sensual to her friend 
almost overwhelming her.
     "Ahhhh ... and I can see it in your luscious eyes, you blonde 
beauty!  Okay, I'm off and running.  Let me know about Friday, eh hon?  
And ... and you might even give me a run-down on the big go tonight!  I 
love to hear about other people's private sex-lives!"
     Karen laughed.  She followed her neighbor to the door and saw her 
out.  At the same time, she looked for Satyr, but he wasn't to be seen.  
The devil had wandered off again.  There was his bone, but he was 
nowhere in sight.  Damn him ...
     "Bye, Karen."
     "Bye, Barb ... see you later."
     The raven-haired girl smiled and waved, then she was gone ... like 
Satyr ...!



                                Chapter 2

     Something out of the ordinary had been bothering Karen, the dark-
eyed Barbara thoughtfully mused as she crossed the pleasant street back 
to her own new home.  Subconsciously, she added a little extra bounce to 
her gait plus a provocative waggle of fully rounded hips and buttocks, 
just in case there might be a man admiring her from some concealed 
vantage point.  Of course, they'd only known the dazzling blonde charmer 
and her adorable husband less than two weeks, but that was long enough 
to learn considerable about a person's character and temperament.  There 
was no question about it, the enticingly sexy doll had been mighty 
worked up over something ... or someone, when she'd walked out of that 
washroom!  Her cheeks had been flushed and she was still trembling when 
she poured the coffee, Barbara remembered, her own excitement growing.  
God, was it possible ...?  Could there have been someone hidden in there 
... a man, perhaps ...?  It certainly had taken her long enough to 
answer the door!  And she'd rapped at least a half-dozen times!  Well, 
if there had been, he was still there, but he'd have to leave sooner or 
later, and little Barbara was just going to watch from behind the living 
room drape for a bit!
     Karen Smith having an illicit affair!  Wow, now wouldn't that be 
something, though?  Damn, if it were only true, the raven-haired 
neighboring wife eagerly speculated, making her way through the cool, 
well-furnished house to the living room where she could comfortably 
watch, wait, and think.  There was still plenty of time before she had 
to change and dress for her shopping tour.  God, Don would just flip if 
it were true, Barbara imagined, smiling to herself.  She'd never known 
him to get quite as horny over the possibility of a new conquest as he 
had with Karen.  Admittedly, the golden-haired angel had it all, looks, 
youth, and a perfectly breathtaking body, but she didn't figure that 
she, herself, was any slouch at twenty-seven.
     Of course, that really had nothing to do with it as far as she and 
Don were concerned.  They were very much in love and it was doubtful 
that any third party, even with Karen's or darling Steve's 
qualifications, could destroy that.  Sex not love, was the secret 
ingredient that all of their swapping friends had shared and lustily 
enjoyed with them throughout the two years of their marriage.  Not only 
had it added that needed spice to their individual lives, but it had 
actually put new zest in their own marital love-making.  God knows, it 
was anything but a boring ordeal for her to go to bed with Don, and 
especially following a bout or two with some of the other husbands in 
their circle.  Too often, a wife didn't really appreciate what she had 
at home until she'd laid down for a few of her girlfriends' spouses.  
And that was another advantage to their private, swinging get-togethers: 
the exciting exchange of new ideas, ways and approaches, or the actual 
teaching of a one-track minded husband, or half-frigid wife.
     Anyway, the swapping around had certainly meant everything to her 
and Don's lives together.  Being financially comfortable and having all 
of the luxuries that went along with money was not, in itself, enough, 
and both of them had realized it almost from the beginning.  Sooner or 
later, the inevitable boredom was bound to set in, usually leading to 
shady little affairs which divorce attorneys thrived on, and neither of 
them had wanted that.
     Oh, at first, she'd been quite bent when Don had come right out 
with the idea, the dark-eyed girl remembered as she continued to watch 
the house across the street, but being that she'd been enjoyable 
promiscuous all through her senior year in high school and the next four 
at college, she'd soon bought the program as a wild method of having her 
cake and eating it too.  And so it had been for both of them ...
     A movement in the yard to the right of Karen's house caught her 
eye, interrupting Barbara's thoughts, but then she saw it was Satyr and 
sighed to herself.  He was a beautiful animal, she mentally reflected, 
admiring his sleek, graceful actions.  She remembered then that he, too, 
had come out of the washroom ... first, in fact.  If only he could talk 
... for if luscious Karen did have a lover tucked out of sight in there, 
the handsome brute would have to know who it was.  Poor Steve, he'd 
probably fall apart if he ever suspected; that was the usual result when 
a new young wife or husband was discovered kicking over the traces.  And 
he was such a loveable darling, too!  God, how she wanted to get him 
into bed for an hour or so ... and just maybe, this startling event, 
whatever, or whoever it might be, was going to make that a reality!
     Don was truly going to soar when he found out ... but no, she 
wouldn't say a thing until she was sure!  Damn, who could it be?  One of 
the neighbors, maybe?  That didn't sound logical though.  There were 
only a few and most of them so much older than Karen ... unless she was 
one of those gals who nursed a secret penchant for older men!  Besides, 
Barbara realized, she, herself, wasn't at all familiar with the couples 
who lived on the street behind Karen.  It could be someone from there, a 
younger man she'd met over the back fence, or at the shopping center ...
     The telephone startled the provocatively dressed Barbara and she 
bounced up to answer it, but never taking her eyes from the house across 
the way.  It would be Don wondering what had happened.
     "Hi, Babe, Well tell your loving husband!  How did it go?" his deep 
voice warmly filled her ear.
     "My lecherous husband, you mean?"
     "Same thing, Honey-pot, but let's not banter trifles.  What 
happened?  Did you talk to her ...?"
     "Yes, Lover, I did just what you said, including salting the 
conversation with erotic tales peppered with a few four-letter words," 
the ravishing Barbara throatily informed, at the same time tracing the 
smooth erogenous flesh of her full, white inner thigh with narcissistic 
finger-tips.  A little shiver rippled along her spine at the self-
taunting.
     "So, how did she take it?" her husband eagerly questioned.
     "I think what you want to know, Darling, was, what were her 
responses ... and frankly, they were all that a man like you, with the 
hots, could ever ask for.  She didn't get uptight, and she was damned 
sure sensually aroused," Barbara informed in her suggestive tone, 
knowing that she was telling the truth even if she weren't revealing all 
of it.
     "Sweet pussy!" her athletic husband hissingly exclaimed, using one 
of his favorite expressions.  "That's music to my ears, Angel!  Okay, 
now get this.  I had coffee with your future lover-boy this morning ..."
     "Steve?"
     "Who else've you got cockitis over at the present, Baby?" he 
teased.
     "Well, come on, tell me what happened!"
     "Foundation work mostly.  We're having lunch together tomorrow ... 
a few martinis and the likes ... get the scene?"
     "Yes ... yes ...!"
     "So, when I think he's ready, I'm going to spring it on him ..."
     "Spring what?  Swapping ...?"
     "You're right on, Lover girl," her deep-voiced mate said.  "He'll 
never be more ready, and you know what a few drinks does to Steve 
Smith."
     "God ...!  Do you think it'll work, Don?" she questioned, afraid 
that they could be rushing it.  "I mean, maybe we should soften them a 
little more first ..."
     "Don't be silly.  The first jolt is going to carry the same impact 
when ever we spring it ... and I'll tell you, Baby, I don't think I can 
wait much longer for a piece of that Karen's delectable, tight ass!  You 
wouldn't want to be bringing cigarettes to your raping husband in the 
jug, would you?"
     "You are pumped full of stifferine, aren't you, Darling?" Barbara 
responded with an excited laugh.  "Wow ... okay, that's fine with me.  
You know I've been ready for that sweet, gentle husband of hers ever 
since we moved in!  But I just want to be sure we don't blow it ..."
     "We won't.  I've got a little thing working in the back of my 
mind," Don answered.  "Steve Smith's ambitious for one of those 
'Million-Dollar' buttons successful insurance salesmen flash, and once I 
make him understand that association with our select circle can gain him 
that, he's going to start worrying less and less about his young wife 
Karen spreading her legs for a few loving friends."
     "Well ... I hope you're right, Doll ..."
     "Don't worry, I'm right ... just a bit of man to man psychology.  
What did she say about the pool party?"
     "She's to let me know after she talks with Don.  But I think it 
looks favorable."
     "Good.  Let's invite a few more couples ... makes for more 
interesting prelims to newcomers.  Meantime, dig a pair of thick steaks 
out of the freezer, have a pitcher of martinis ready, and prepare 
yourself for a wild time, Sugar.  Big Daddy's going to take up from 
where he left off last night!"
     "Is that a promise?" the stunningly shaped wife huskily questioned, 
a tremor of fervid excitement rippling over her curved, susceptible 
body.
     "No ... it's a threat, pussy-girl, so prepare yourself," he half-
whispered in that way of his that could drive her right up the wall.  
"Your ogre is knocking off early, and all the king's horses can't stop 
him ...!"

                             *     *     *

     In the course of the remaining morning hours, Karen gradually 
recovered her composure by throwing herself into unnecessary house-
cleaning, including the washing of windows.  By noon, she felt quite 
herself again, the unsatiated fire in her provoked loins at least banked 
once more, enough anyway to allow her reasoning capacities to function 
with some normalcy.  She sat down to a light lunch of soup and a 
sandwich, filled with vowed determination and a hangover of vivid shame.  
God, what demonical thing had ever tempted her into committing such a 
loathsome act she'd never know!  The mere recalling of it to mind now 
was enough to make her want to break right down and cry.  Oh, if Steve 
ever knew!  She couldn't even bear to think of that!  And Satyr, the 
loveable darling, it had never been his fault!  She was completely to 
blame, goading him the way she had!  What was worse, the handsome animal 
had gone off somewhere immediately and hadn't returned!  Had he somehow 
realized her warped depravity and ran away?  Dogs were credited with 
having unexplainable instincts that the human intellect couldn't 
conceive of!  Oh God, if anything ever happened to him after what she'd 
done, she could never forgive herself!
     Then, she remembered Barbara's unexpected visit for the thousandth 
time.  Lord, what had she thought?  Really, what had she thought?  The 
shame-filled, upset girl was already aware that her beautiful neighbor 
was anything but a fool, that she possessed a keen, if sometimes, lurid 
mind ... and it might very well be that vein of luridness which had 
helped her see through Karen's flushed, unhidable emotions.  Damn, how 
ridiculous she must've looked carrying that bone and stammering about 
going in there to get it for Satyr!  At least, she'd stupidly implied 
that!
     Ooooohhh ... she wasn't hungry ... couldn't eat a bite, she 
concluded, pushing the food from her.  And where was he?  Why didn't he 
come home?  He'd been gone for over two hours, longer than she could 
ever remember ... or was it?  He'd hardly touched his bone, just simply 
disappeared.  Maybe, she should canvass the neighborhood, or even call 
the police if necessary!  She just couldn't let anything happen to him 
...!
     Satyr observed his new pretty mistress seated at the booth in the 
kitchen, while he stood quietly outside the screened door.  As always, 
his warm, animal-blood raced faster at the sight of her.  She had not 
yet noticed him there and he patiently waited with opened panting mouth 
and wagging tail, tired and thirsty from his romping through a near-by 
field where he had chased a cat up a tree and remained to bark and jump 
at it, until the game no longer pleased him.
     He was not hungry, even for the bone that she had given him earlier 
and he instinctively knew the reason.  The heated taste and scent of her 
mating essence earlier had whetted his trained animal-desire, leaving 
his vigorous loins in a state of incompleted agitation.  It was for this 
reason he had impulsively raced into the field to relieve the tensions 
through expelled energy.  At the same time, he had ignored his usual 
stops at other back doors in the neighborhood where kind, and excitedly 
smiling females had learned to let him into their kitchens and bedrooms 
to perform, the skilled feats which he loved so much.  But none of these 
could have any longer pleased him with this new yearning born in his 
heart for the golden-haired Karen with whom his real mistress had left 
him ...
     "Oh!  There you are!" Karen jubilantly exclaimed, rising from the 
booth and turning to see the handsome animal standing beyond the door.  
A warm sensation of loving relief flowed through her at the beautiful 
picture his unexpected presence inspired.  "You naughty dog ... where 
did you run off to?" she crooned with emotion, opening the door so that 
he could trot in, his big brown eyes twinkling, his opened, panting jaws 
reminding her of some devilishly grinning Casanova.
     Satyr immediately moved close to rub against her soft thigh, her 
welcomed sounds, aroma, and the feel of her small hand on his head and 
neck delighting him.  He licked at her hand as she continued to coo down 
at him and stroke his head.
     "You don't know it, Darling, but you had me very worried ... after 
this morning," the young wife almost tearfully whispered in her choked-
up happiness at having him back home with her.  "I-I was afraid you 
might hate me for what I did ... and Karen could just never stand that, 
you handsome beauty!"  Irresistibly, she haunched down and hugged him to 
her.  "Oh, you're so sweet, Baby ... please forgive me?  I promise, I'll 
never do anything so wicked to you again ...!"
     He was both tired and thirsty, but the enthralled Satyr would have 
contentedly given himself to her caresses indefinitely, had she not of 
her own volition sighed, then straightened.  It was then that he went to 
his water-dish while she watched for a moment before going on with other 
things to busy her.  He lay down in his special place once his thirst 
was quenched, stretching out on the cool of the flooring to watch her, 
his big, played out body filled with gladness at being home with her 
once more ...
     Had anyone ever told her that the mere sight and presence of a dog 
could fill her with such elation, or so completely put her mind at ease, 
Karen would have thought them batty.  But as she went about washing 
cupboards with a fresh burst of energy, occasionally stealing glances at 
the now sleeping animal, it occurred to her that the handsome Satyr was 
no ordinary canine friend.  There was something exceptionally unique 
about him that caused the irrational little flutters inside her when she 
looked at him.
     She self-consciously blushed as she realized this and tried to 
remember if her feelings toward him had been the same before ... before 
she had let him lick her there.  God, she couldn't remember, not really.  
Perhaps, they'd existed from the beginning, but it had been this 
morning's sensually firing incident that had made her wholly conscious 
of them.
     She thought these things as she feverishly scrubbed the unending 
cupboards, surprised at her ever lessening feeling of guilt and 
revitalized excitement with the vivid memory of the forbiddenly obscene 
act of the German shepherd licking her under her panties.  God, she 
could still feel his searing, long, thick tongue parting her softly 
curling pubic hair and splaying through the sensitive flesh of her 
passion-moistened vaginal lips, the lustful recollection in itself 
enough to provoke a new wetness between her full, hot thighs.  Oh, this 
would never do!  She had to get hold of herself and put such lurid, 
bestial thoughts from her mind!  They were utterly abominable, and it 
must never happen again!
     By the same token, she wasn't going to take any more chances of 
having something happen to him!  She would keep him at home with her, 
take him out on his leash when necessary and that would be that.  Maybe 
it would be better for everyone after Aunt Janie did come and get him 
... though the confused young wife knew she was going to miss him 
terribly.  And then, she began to think more profoundly of the aunt who 
had just about raised her.
     The attractive woman had always been a vibrant person, leaning a 
bit toward the impishly wild side, Karen mused, but while Uncle Bill was 
alive he'd seemed to have been able to pacify her.  Karen had only seen 
her once following the funeral, up until her aunt had personally 
delivered Satyr to their home the week before.  Actually, she had been 
quite surprised at her older relative's vivacity and modish style of 
dress.  She looked more like a gay young bachelorette than a middle-aged 
widow ... and the way she had bent down to kiss the whining German 
shepherd with tears in her eyes ... God, come to think of it, while she 
was in that position, Karen remembered, Satyr had tried to nuzzle his 
handsome head under her skirt between her legs ...!  He had!  She 
suddenly recalled the whole scene, tiny, odd sensations responding 
inside her with the recollection!  Was it possible?  Had ... had Aunt 
Janie actually taught him his naughty little tricks ... perhaps, even 
bought him for that purpose ...?
     The ringing of the telephone brought her back to the immediate and 
she hustled into Steve's study to answer it with the awakened Satyr two 
steps behind her.
     "Oh, hi Steve darling," she smilingly said, recognizing his voice.
     "How's my baby?" his gentle tone questioned.
     "Fine, and keeping busy with her housework," she answered.  "How's 
my breadwinner doing ... making a lot of money for us, I hope?"
     He hesitated.  "As a matter of fact, that's one of the things I 
called you about ... in fact, the main thing, Honey.  Something 
unexpected's come up that's going to postpone our plans tonight ... and 
if I land it, it'll be the biggest policy I've sold yet!  It's J.L. 
Woodward, you know, the wealthy Cadillac dealer ...!"
     Karen couldn't help her disappointment, nor could she hide it 
either.  This night was going to mean so much to her, especially after 
last night and this morning ... "But what about our going out for 
cocktails and dinner, Steve?  I had so planned on it.  Do you have to 
see him tonight of all nights ...?"
     "Oh, come on, Doll, let's be sensible," he replied, slight 
irritation in his tone.  "You know my appointments have to be at their 
convenience, and I've worked on this one for weeks!  Maybe you didn't 
hear me right, Karen, but this will be the biggest policy I've written 
yet!"
     Damn, she could almost cry, she was that angry!  Even though she 
knew he was absolutely right it hardly lessened her sense of chagrin.  
"Oh ... oh, what can I say but all right!"
     "Golly, Darling, I'm sorry," he apologized, his usual tender voice 
attempting to sooth her.  "I know I promised, and how much you planned 
on it, but won't it be okay if we do it later on in the week?  We'll 
even enjoy it more, Hon, especially if I sell old J.L. ..."
     "Yes ... I'm sorry, too, Steve.  I'm just being selfish again," 
Karen managed, attempting to reconcile herself.  "You'll be home for 
dinner then at the usual time?"
     "Well ... no, I won't Hon.  That is, I'm to have cocktails and 
dinner with the Woodwards at their mansion," her uneasy husband feebly 
informed.  "Actually, I'll probably be rather late, though I'll try to 
hustle it up ..."
     His admission was like rubbing salt in an open cut!  She just 
couldn't keep the knifing bitterness out of her tone.  "Really!  Well, 
don't bother to hustle at all!  Just take your time and enjoy yourself, 
Mr. Smith ...!"
     "Damnit!  Please, Karen, try to understand, will you?" he begged, 
something of a pleading whimper filling her ear.
     "I'll make every effort!" Karen uncontrollably responded, no longer 
attempting to hide her cold resentment, and with that, she hung up, 
bursting into tears and heading toward the bedroom for the good cry that 
had been plaguing her since the night before!



                                Chapter 3

     Once or twice, after her tears had dried, Karen thought that she 
dozed, but she doubted that she'd really slept.  On the floor beside the 
bed, Satyr faithfully lay watching the open doorway into the hall with 
the keen eyes of a posted sentry.  She smiled when she saw him there, 
his welcomed presence lessening the loneliness she might have felt.  She 
swung her feet to the floor, sitting on the edge of the bed to reach 
down and pet him.  Immediately, he arose, crowding affectionately 
against her legs, finally settling his big head contentedly in her lap.
     "Have you been guarding me, baby?" she softly spoke in the voice 
which seemed to please him?  "You're a real angel, sweetheart ... and I 
guess it's just you and me for the rest of the evening," she resignedly 
added, stroking the soft crown of his furry head.  "But I suppose it 
could be worse, couldn't it?"
     He raised his head and before she realized his intentions, his 
warm, moist tongue quickly darted out to brush hotly against her lips.  
In a natural reaction, Karen drew her face back away, surprised, yet not 
repelled.  In fact, the loving wet contact sent an unexpected sensation 
fluttering through her!  For a long moment, she stared deeply into his 
wide brown eyes, taking his handsome head between her small hands.  He 
had kissed her and he knew it!  The devilish glimmer in his guileless 
eyes gave him away!  Slowly, she leaned forward, holding his face 
warmly, then near breathless, she parted her moistened, lush lips with 
her slightly exposed, tiny pink tongue ...!  Unhesitantly, his longer, 
thick one gently touched it in a fiery caress.
     Karen couldn't move!  Had a human lover implanted a passionate kiss 
on her mouth or embraced her excited tongue with his, she could never 
have felt it more intensively!  Again he did it, until she realized that 
she was exchanging little fervent lingual caresses with him, and then he 
whimpered, the almost pleading sound shattering her unnatural world!
     God almighty!  What was she doing?  She pushed him away, almost 
leaping to her feet to stare wide-eyed down into his never innocent, yet 
unguilty animal face.  Again, he whined, as if sensing the heat he had 
easily rekindled within her dormant belly and loins.
     "Oh, Satyr ... Satyr ... what am I going to do with you?" the re-
impassioned, shaken wife whispered in self bewilderment.  And she was 
not ashamed this time!  That was the befuddling, unbelievable part!  No, 
instead she was as hot as a firecracker ready to explode!  Oohhh ... 
what she needed was a drink, something to steady her before she lost her 
wits completely!
     Looking at her watch, Karen saw that it was after six and that 
amazed her.  She must have slept ... yes, because at first, she'd felt 
considerably better, but now she wasn't so sure.  Damn, why did Steve 
have to let her down tonight?  She'd never needed him more ... the 
evening they'd planned ... their love party ...!  He'd said he'd be 
quite late, too ... and now was when she wanted him, not some eight or 
nine hours away!  Oh damn! she tremorously swore to herself as she 
poured scotch over ice, forgetting the water ...
     Satyr watched her every trembling move, never straying too far from 
her side, his stimulated senses knowing from experience her want and 
need.  The piquant aroma from the fluid heat of her human beauty filled 
his nostrils, just as he had tasted it from her mouth.  But he was not 
used to the waiting, for his real mistress called him to her immediately 
at such times, as did all of the others in this new neighborhood.  Still 
it was this, the waiting, which made him long all the more for her, and 
he could do nothing until she bade him.
     She refused to sit down and he stalked her like her own shadow, 
sometimes, getting close enough to brush against her, but then she would 
quickly ease away.  Many times, she refilled the glass and drank it 
empty.  Her soft, warm body still quivered when he crowded against her.  
Again, and again, her melodious voice sang soft, sweet sounds down to 
him.  The aura of her female sexual smell grew stronger and stronger, 
until he knew a throbbing in his powerful flanks.  And then, at last, 
she sat and perched before her, resting his head in her lap, the hot, 
spicy fragrance from up between her warm, soft legs saturating his 
trained, animated instincts ...!
     "Oh, you mind-bending lover!" Karen hissed, stroking his great head 
cradled on the short skirt her revealed upper-thighs composed into a 
lap.  He was more than just a magnificent dog!  There was something 
elegantly human about his maleness!  He'd enchanted her and he was well 
aware of it ... knew that she hadn't dare sit down because he would do 
what he was doing at that very moment!  His rounded animal eyes were 
filled with more than affection ... rank lust gleamed there!  "You want 
to make an animal out of me, don't you?  You want this morning completed 
... and ... and so do I, Satyr darling!  I do ... I can't help it ...!"
     Karen's brain swam from the Scotch she'd drunk.  But the liquor had 
done nothing to ease the burning, sensual excitement within her.  
Nothing could do that, she wildly thought, except love, and her only 
lover lay his head devotedly in her lap!  Oh God, she was absolutely 
aflame with desire ... and she'd tried so hard!  She was a total, 
seething wetness between her legs, and she knew that Satyr keenly sensed 
it!  He was merely waiting ... waiting ...!
     "Ooooohhh ..." she moaned aloud, once more pressing him back away 
and gaining her feet, though not too steadily.  God, she should have 
eaten ... but it was too late now; she wasn't hungry.  One more drink 
and a bath ... Yes, perhaps a bath would do it ... had to, before she 
turned herself into something obscenely wanton ...!
     The huge German shepherd instinctively discerned his pretty blonde 
mistress' anxiety.  He, too, was unsettled.  Should he be pleased or 
thwarted?  He followed her into the bedroom, sitting on his haunches 
with ears and eyes alert as she began to strip away her clothing.  She 
had stopped looking or speaking the soft, pleasant sounds down at him.  
He watched her slowly make herself naked before him as if he did not 
exist, the soft whiteness of her human, female body finally exposed 
completely before him.  The rounded, curved excitement of her caused him 
to pantingly wait with open jaws.  He saw in her female beauty all of 
the hidden secrets he had come to know and enjoy with others, his 
trained eyes centering on the golden pubic ringlets partially hiding the 
thin heated little crevice he well-remembered from earlier up between 
her legs!
     She turned and smiled at him.  Something throbbed in the weight of 
his loins.
     "I'm going to bathe now, darling.  You can come in if you want," 
Karen heard herself, teasing him, as if she were definitely speaking and 
taunting a man lover.  She sensed a tiny shudder ripple upward over her 
delightful feeling nakedness.  God, she was already a bitch if the truth 
were known, she thought moving toward the bathroom ...
     Satyr sat beside the tub watching and Karen couldn't rid herself of 
the lewd, tingling little feeling that she was being voyeuristically 
observed by a man other than her husband.  By the same token, she 
couldn't deny her own excitedly rising sensations of playing the 
exhibitionist!  All through the ritual he avidly stared, and then, when 
she finally stepped out onto the mat, he began to lick her ankles and 
calves.
     "Damn, what a seducer you are!" Karen softly intoned down at him, 
the Scotch generously warming as well as dulling her mind.  Sensuality, 
born from hours past churned within her.  She thought briefly of her 
Steve, last night, this morning, and then of Barbara's visit.  Six times 
she'd cum!  And Don's heavy-hung cock!  Was that the way she'd put it?  
No ... but that's what she'd implied!  You know you're getting fucked!  
She'd said, Karen wildly remembered, her friend's use of the lewd words 
racing through her brain to incite additional sparks of mounting lust 
inside her.  She thought of her own husband, Steve's, penis ... so long, 
hard and thick ...!  Was Don's really bigger ...?
     Satyr backed away as she reached for things from bottles and spread 
them over her pleasingly curved, naked body.  He watched her small hands 
massage the swollen mounds of her resilient white breasts, saw the tiny, 
pink nipples harden to her own touch and he wondered why she scented 
herself this way.  He gazed levelly as she took more from the bottle and 
spread it over her soft naked belly ... and then more, to applicate 
between her thighs over the patch of soft curls and downward to her legs 
...
     "Well, darling ... that's it!  I can't kill anymore time," Karen 
heatedly breathed at the waiting animal she had been intentionally 
avoiding.  The damn bath had done nothing for her!  She was a raging 
inferno of unsatisfied desire inside and the dog knew it ... smelled it!  
She could see it in his eyes ... his eyes ... ooohhh!  "I-I'm 
frightened, Satyr ... like a brand new bride!  I'm scared, yet ... oh 
darling ... you've got to ... got to ...!"
     The excited German shepherd knew what she meant and trotted out 
beside the bed to stand there.  He had to wait ... That was his 
training.  He watched her parade nakedly from the bath, her rounded, 
white curves rippling enticingly to her graceful stride ... and then, 
she lay down on the bed ... and still, he anxiously waited for some 
gesture ...
     Karen wasn't certain but what she might lose her mind completely!  
She had never known an equal to the feverish sensations raging within 
the seething, fluid channel between her legs, upward into the very 
secret depths of her ovenlike belly.  Her own short, panting breaths 
seemed unreal to her.  She lay on her back with trembling thighs spread 
partially open, her finger-tips tracing upward over the satin-smoothness 
of her rib cage to the sensually swollen mounds of her full, tingling 
breasts.  They found the tiny, hardened pink-nipples and 
narcissistically fondled them, while her eyes searched the burning ones 
of the dog waiting and whining beside the bed ...!
     Satyr felt the throbbing quiver of his enlivened, powerful loins at 
the torrid craving his naked mistress' eager eyes transmitted to him.  
His heart pounded in his broad chest at the sight of her long golden 
hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her beautiful head.  Why did she 
make him wait?  He could not understand this ...!
     "Now, lover ... come up here to me!" Karen's voice tremblingly 
hissed.  "Come up to your Karen and love her ...!"
     With an effortless leap, he was onto the bed, momentarily poised in 
a picturesque stance as he stared down at her.  Karen's breath 
uncontrollably caught in her throat at the sight of him ardently 
surveying her exposed vulnerable nakedness.  It wasn't too late!  She 
frantically reasoned.  She could stop him ... order him off the bed ... 
come to her senses!  And then, he lowered his head to lick out with his 
hot, wet tongue over the white smooth flesh of her nervously quivering 
belly!
     Oh God ... yes, yes, it was way too late!  She never wanted him to 
stop!  Again, she felt the delight of its curling, fiery length and she 
raised her head to watch him licking upward over the round, small basin 
of her belly!  Higher and higher he came, until at last he was licking 
the smooth, sensitive undersides of her desire-swollen breasts, ever 
creeping upward over them to their little bursting nipples!
     "Ooohhhh," she shamelessly moaned aloud to his fervid tonguing 
caresses wetly grazing the pink, erogenous tips again and again, sending 
maddening little spasms of lust whipping through her nakedly roused 
body!
     Her feverish mind was a blank to everything but the captivating 
sensations his ardorous, licking tongue, brushing with a moistened heat 
over the firm young mounds of her sensuously heaving breasts, was 
creating inside her.  She heard him whimper from deep in his animal 
throat, her impassioned gaze fixed on his seductive love-making.  Then, 
his great brown eyes raised to meet hers, their candent glow level with 
her own.  She waited, not speaking, not moving, only intensely breathing 
through parted, gasping lips, and he moved upward to lick them ...!
     The boiling animal blood fiercely rushed through Satyr's strong 
body as once more he tasted the delicate essence of her simmering heat 
on her lush lips and small, fiery tongue.  With his own, he excitedly 
brushed the tiny, pink member receptively darting from her opened mouth 
... licking and loving its wet sweetness while faint mewling sounds 
purred from beyond it.  He saw then that her eyes had closed as she lay 
there beneath his meaningful tongue, emotionally returning caress for 
caress, and instinctively he knew it was time ...!
     Abruptly, his intense lingual kisses stopped and Karen felt the bed 
give from his moving weight ... She opened her eyes to see him 
positioning himself between her slightly spread legs, her breathing 
quickening as automatically, she spread them further for him!  Lifting 
her head, her brain wildly spinning, the nakedly trembling young wife 
watched him poise his beautiful head above the obscenely offered 
intimacies between her full, flushed thighs!  Fleeting memories from 
that very morning raced intoxicatingly through her lust-incited mind!  
She heard her own animalistic little whine when he slowly lowered to 
her, his hot breath taunting the sparse blonde-curls there!  Then, his 
cool, wet nose brushed against the impulsive, flame-filled flesh of her 
inner thigh ... and finally, the blood-heated lips of her desire-
moistened pussy crevice!  She heard him whimper as he sniffed, and she 
waited in nearly frantic passion, her legs opening wider still of their 
own volition!
     Karen couldn't hold back the sudden expressive gasp when she felt 
his damp nose move lower between her thighs and brush wetly down against 
the tiny puckered ring of her sensitively exposed anus!  She hadn't 
expected that!  "Oh God!" she blurted, the moment his irresistible 
tongue splurted between her widely spread buttocks to wormingly lick up 
and down the smooth, fleshed split surrounding her snug little anal 
mouth, the tip suddenly burrowing into its tightly clasped, babyish 
lips!
     How long that blissful titillation went on down between her thighs, 
Karen had no way of measuring; she'd lost track of time!  Only that his 
rapturous animal tonguing never stopped was all that mattered!  She felt 
his searing, wet lavings bringing him to the narrow pink crevice her 
clingingly pulsating cunt-lips hid.  She shivered delectably as he drew 
its burning wetness upward over the full length of her pussy, from her 
tightly clenched little anus, tracingly along the thin hair-lined edges 
of her vaginal lips to the tiny, hotly tremoring bud of her concealed 
clitoris.  Again he did it, this time his lengthy, fire-filled tongue 
spreading through her softly yielding cuntal flesh like a hot knife 
through butter!  It didn't stop, but blissfully continued splaying wide 
the hotly welcoming flesh, at last lunging in an invading curl far up 
into the clutching heat of her deliriously craving vaginal mouth!  She 
moaned, spasming with ecstasy beneath his oral loving, her liquor-hazed 
eyes lustfully feeding on the incredibly obscene spectacle they made!
     Ooohhh ... she would cum a dozen times, the lewdly spread young 
housewife giddily moaned from the intense sensations his long, thick 
tongue was erotically sending through her hotly smoldering nakedness.  
Her gasping mewls increased, her sensually ignited brain slipping deeper 
into a salacious vein she luridly welcomed!  Again and again his 
scorching tongue eagerly grazed through and over her quiveringly 
upraised loins, from the snug, tightly puckered lips of her tight little 
anus, upward through the moistly glistening crevice of her openly spread 
pussy.  At its peak, it hesitated, penetrating the hot, liquid flesh to 
flick skillfully at the palpitating bud of her tiny clitoris, fanning 
the growing flames inside her like a bellows!
     How long it unceasingly went on without letup, Karen in her erotic 
intoxication had no idea ... only that it did, the heavenly loving 
tongue licking wildly through and over her wet, seething cuntal flesh 
until she was frenziedly whimpering and squirming beneath it!
     "Oooohhhh, my lover ...!" she gutturally wailed as he lunged the 
long, thick lingual organ with a lust-teasing curl once more up into the 
clutching, feverish channel of her burning vaginal passage.  "Ooohhh ... 
God, darling ... it's so beautiful!  Don't stop ... please ... ooohhhh!" 
she begged in a hiss, frantically drawing her knees all the way back to 
touch her erotically tingling breasts to give him greater access to her 
widespread cunt.  She vaguely heard his whines blending with hers, while 
he continued to devotedly lash and penetrate the fluid pink cunt-flesh 
between her obscenely raised thighs and buttocks ...!
     Satyr was reveling in the exotic odor and taste of her human, 
female passion, the keen aromatic spice to his tongue and nostrils 
pleasurefully enraging his mighty canine loins.  Though he loved his 
real mistress and had enjoyed the many unexpected sallies with excited 
wives here in this new neighborhood, none had come to mean to him what 
the pretty Karen with the long golden hair did!  In her pale, sky-
colored eyes he saw love, and her voice sounds, gentle and warm, had 
captivated him from the first.  Her smooth white face glowed when she 
looked at him, and he sensed this now flowing through the soft curves of 
her entire unclothed body.  There at the core of her mating hole where 
he lovingly licked with his perceptive tongue was the hot, liquid proof 
of it all!  This yielding, pink flesh in its hotly flowing moisture 
assured him that she truly loved him too, and as he excitedly tongue-
loved the curl-fringed softness, he felt the strong urge in his ruttish 
animal loins for more ...!
     Karen, in a gripping wave of disappointment, felt his magnificent 
hot tongue abruptly end its laving delight, and she raised to her elbows 
with a start, slowly lowering her upthrusted legs.  "What's wrong, Satyr 
darling?  Do it?  Don't stop!  Karen wants you to do it ...!"
     But he didn't!  Instead he backed away a step and from her half-
upraised position, the desperately inflamed, naked young wife saw it!  
His cock!  Breathlessly, she gaped at the sight of its glistening, 
hardened reality emerging from its long sheath, wet and thick, the 
dripping, tapered end danglingly swaying as it slipped from its 
protective sleeve in an ever growing length of thickening, reddish 
hardness!  God!  It was as big or bigger than Steve's!  Unrestrainably, 
Karen moaned, the realization that she had fired the handsome animal to 
this very point registering somewhere in her insanely lusted mind.
     After all, he did have feelings, didn't he ... this devoted, 
handsome lover?  Oh God ... he wanted to fuck her!  He did!  He did!  
And ... and ... "Oh darling, it's evil ... forbidden ... shameful!" she 
gasped, unable to take her eyes from the still lengthening, thick rod of 
his glistening, hard animal-cock.  "Ooohhh ... I love you, too ... but 
... but how ...?  Not like animals, lover ...!" Karen impassionately 
hissed, delirious sensations racing almost violently through her as she 
took the pillow from beneath her head along with her husband, Steve's, 
and obscenely lifting her hips and buttocks, stacked them there beneath 
her so that her open asscheeks were raised high in the air and she was 
resting back on her shoulders and the back of her head.
     The young blonde wife's eyes glowed with the fervent lasciviousness 
of her act ... her obscene intention of letting her aunt's dog fuck her!  
She made no effort toward thinking rationally.  Her young, sensual body 
was alive with screaming desire!  Utter lust saturated her brain!  She 
raised her legs, drawing them all the way back once again until her 
knees touched her excitedly swollen breasts!  Her obscenely upraised 
cunt was a well of molten fire!  From the flatness of the bed, she 
raised her head to look up between her firmly throbbing breasts and 
lewdly spread legs to see her handsome animal-lover waiting, his huge 
wet cock dangling from his hairy like balls something she might expect 
of a stud pony!
     "Oh God, Satyr, crawl up between my thighs ..." she half-blurted.  
"Do it!  Come on, baby!  Fuck your Karen!" She reached down between her 
thighs to stroke her pussy in a lewd, goading gesture.  "Now, lover, 
now!  Fuck me!  Come on ... fuck me before I lose my mind ...!"
     Satyr had all the intentions in the world of doing that.  He had 
hesitated only because his real mistress had taught him to wait until 
she turned over and got onto her knees ... the same way all the other 
neighborhood women who gave him bones, to do it to them did it.  His 
heart pounded in a heavy animal heat.  She was ready and her way would 
be more exciting because he would see her beautiful face all of the 
time!  He could kiss her tits with his tongue and watch the warm lights 
of passion flash in her eyes!  He moved forward, easily mounting between 
her wide-spread legs, his head above hers, feeling the hot, wetness of 
her openly spread vagina as his excited rod of hardness brushed against 
and into its soft fluid heat to raise tiny whimpers from both of them.
     She hugged him first, her soft, moistened lips kissing his face 
while he tried to answer with his tongue, but then, she was reaching 
down beneath him until he felt her gentle fingers grasping at his huge 
animal hardness and parting the soft blonde pubic hair with the end of 
it, press it into the warm pulsating entrance of her cunt.
     "Ooohhhh, Satyr ... it's so hot and hard!" Karen whispered hotly.  
"Goddd ... can I take it up in me ...?  Ooohhh ... I've got to ... got 
to!  I need it so bad, darling ...!  Now!  Now, there it is ... the tips 
just up inside!  Do it, baby!  Ram it into me and fuck your Karen out of 
her mind ...!"
     Instinctively, the very second the dog felt the moistly clutching 
young pussy flesh nibbling at the tip of his animal-hardness, he did 
nothing less than what nature demanded of him!  He fucked forward!  
Without the least consideration of mercy, the powerful German shepherd 
sunk his long pulsating length of hugely blood-swollen, animal-cock into 
the up raised channel of his blonde young mistress's upthrusted cuntal 
mouth!  He squatted partially on his hind legs to do it well, to bury it 
deep up inside her hotly screaming little belly.  Immediately, he sensed 
his sperm-bloated testicles brushing, and then, slapping hard up into 
the smooth, wide split crevice between her warm, soft buttocks as he 
established his rapid-fire pace!
     "Aaagghhh ...!  Uuunnhhhh ...!" Karen gasped out at the 
unbelievable, first penetration of his massively hardened cock, but 
there was hardly time to linger on the way it had spread her passion-
dilated cuntal passage open even further!  Then, ten thrusts at least, 
maybe more, had pumped up into her hotly flaming pussy-hole while she 
was still trying to acclimate to the first!  Like the powerful animal he 
was, his searing dog-cock fucked deep up into the far hidden depths of 
her passion-filled belly!  She gasped and cringed beneath him, her mind 
a blank of sensual desire, the very hearth of her young womanhood aflame 
with a soul-blinding wave of unequaled lust!
     Maddening delights of unholy ecstasy quickly filled her lewdly 
submissive nakedness and the frenetic young woman could do no more than 
groan and squirm salaciously around beneath the beautiful beast as she 
offered the whole of her nakedly spread cunt up to him!  She strained to 
watch with lewd fascination as the scarlet rod of hotly stiffened dog-
cock slithered in and out of her ragingly stuffed vagina with wet, 
breath-whipping charges, fucking its way to the very hilt in her wide 
stretched cuntal passage, Satyr's heavy, sperm-bloated balls slapping 
heavily down against the tiny puckered anal mouth between her luridly 
spread young buttocks!
     Her painfully bent head jarred from his every effective, breast-
quivering plunge, her brain reeling in the blinding pool of her 
forbidden animalism!  She gaped at the glistening length of cone-shaped 
hardness pistoning deeply into her open cuntal crevice, kicking her legs 
out and wrapping them tightly around the furry muscles of his strong 
back to rhythmically lift her fire-filled loins in a wildly salacious 
grinding motion to meet his powerful driving strokes with lewd ecstatic 
abandon!  Base lust saturated her nakedly slaving body as she sensually 
pumped her rounded hips upward onto his ever-thickening cock skewering 
deeper and deeper with heavenly delight into her raging hot belly!  
Furiously, his hairy animal belly and loins battered and thudded 
resoundingly downward against her taut, wide-spread asscheeks, his huge, 
pleasure-bringing cock a relentless rod of wetly glistening joy sinking 
to its full hardened length into the fluid inferno of her wildly 
clasping cuntal passage!  With shameless, whimpering mewls, the lust-
drunken young wife furiously rotated her hungrily working hips and 
buttocks up at him, grinding the omniverously swallowing walls of her 
vagina hotly around the hardened length of his thickly piercing animal 
cock, a blissful cry of enravished passion escaping her opened lips.
     The signal flashed through Karen's erotically maddened young body 
... the unmistakable beacon of sensual fulfillment!  It sprayed through 
her erotically seething loins like the prickling of a million needles, 
gnawing at the inner base of her sensuously quivering belly with the 
lewd, lascivious promise of frenzied orgasmic rapture!  She moaned 
tremulously to the jagged edges of her mounting climax, straining 
beneath her heavily panting animal-lover to see his wet, thick cock 
furiously vanishing into the blonde fringed cunt-lips between her wide-
spread thighs and upthrusting buttocks!  She gaped lustfully with eyes 
bulging in unrequited passion at her pink cuntal flesh wetly clinging to 
his long, thick cock when he pulled out of her, then disappearing up 
inside again with his heavily thrusting hump, his heavy cum-filled balls 
smacking down solidly against the smooth tingling crevice of her 
obscenely working ass!  She saw and felt her swollen, nipple-bursting 
breasts dancing rhythmically on her chest in time to his beautiful 
animal fucking!
     "Ooohhh ... my lover ... fuck me ... fuck me ... you magnificent 
darling!" Karen gasped, pulling his big head down so she could smother 
his panting face with hot, moist kisses ...!
     Satyr's heart overflowed with desire and basic animal-passion for 
his naked blonde mistress beneath him, whose soft white legs were wound 
tightly up over his back, as were her arms now, around his neck.  She 
whined in a low, almost crying voice while she feverishly kissed him as 
no other woman ever had, at the same time, thrusting her eagerly 
clasping cuntal crevice up onto his aching rod of lustfully throbbing 
hardness.  The wet heat of her vaginal passage was clinging greedily to 
his pounding maleness, rapidly urging him toward that point of wild, 
primeval release ...!
     Abruptly, Karen raised her sensually slackened face to wail out a 
guttural, animalish groan from deep in her throat.  Her glazed blue eyes 
grew large and unseeing.  "Ooohhh ... ooohhh ... god, lover ... I can't 
stand it!  I'm going maddd!  Ooohhh ... kiss me, darling ... kiss me 
with your beautiful tongue ...!"
     Wildly, the lust-blinded young wife opened her mouth as his long, 
thick tongue thrust into the heat of the moistened shelter, brushing 
against her own tiny one as it went almost to her throat and she sucked 
it!  Unbridled passion, nothing short of beastial, Karen insanely 
reasoned as with shameless abandon, she thought of herself being fucked 
in the mouth as well as her steaming, fire-filled cunt!  It was enough 
to trigger the ultimate moment!  She started to wail out, but her voice 
died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh ... then, the first spasm of 
hotly bursting orgasm struck her and she shrieked, thrusting her wildly 
convulsing young loins up hard onto his consummating dog-cock in a 
desperate lunge!  Satyr responded with a forward, downward stabbing, his 
huge hardened cock beginning to jerk inside her and to spew out its 
hotly scalding animal cum deep up into her soft constricting belly with 
long, liquid spurts!
     Again, Karen erotically screamed out, her smoothly tautened 
buttocks beginning to contract convulsively to the lewd animal eruption 
exploding into and filling her raging belly and loins almost to the 
bursting point!  His tongue left her still greedily sucking mouth and 
she flailed her head and long blonde hair from side to side in her 
incredible, erotic bliss, suddenly feeling the lewd combination of their 
human-animal cream warmly trickling out together from her tightly 
clasped cuntal-mouth and on down the insides of her open thighs as it 
clenchingly milked her lover's slowly deflating cock of the last few 
droplets of the precious liquid of his lust.  She groaned softly then, 
letting her legs fall jerkingly out onto the bed on either side of his 
flanks, a long sigh of enchanted relief escaping her as she felt his 
softened penis slip from her wetly flooded cunt mouth with a low wet 
sucking sound ...



                                Chapter 4

     The following morning, Karen Smith was still too overwhelmed from 
the obscene thrill of her forbidden sexual coupling with her aunt's dog 
to feel any significant amount of shame or remorse over what she had 
done.  Oh, admittedly, there had been several light twinges of both in 
the hours that followed.  She wasn't quite that calloused yet, not to 
realize the unnaturalness or unlawfulness of their abnormal love-making, 
but the delectable pleasures her darling Satyr had raised and sated 
within her young susceptible body overshadowed everything else.  She 
loved him with a new-born possessiveness that was as contrary to nature 
as the lurid act they had committed, and she couldn't help herself even 
had she wanted to!
     God, it was a wonder that she'd kept her head at all, Karen 
shiveringly rationalized as she picked up the after-breakfast dishes 
from the booth.  She had been that emotionally drained when her handsome 
animal-lover had withdrawn his sperm-slickened penis from her vagina and 
backed off of her nakedly prostrate body.  She turned now to look down 
at him stretched out in his favorite corner, his loving dark eyes 
watching her every move.  The curvaceous, vibrant young housewife softly 
said: "We have our beautiful little secret, don't we, Baby?  Oooohhh ... 
you're such a wonderful lover, darling, and Karen loves you so much ... 
I don't know how I ever had wits enough to remember that Steve might 
well come home with a desire all his own last night ...?"
     And how right she'd been!  Cocktails, especially martinis, 
invariably did it, inciting a superficial virility in him which made for 
speed rather than endurance.  This, on top of the fact that he'd written 
that big insurance policy for J.L. Woodward had unleashed an amorous 
tiger in their bed.  Thank God, that he had had enough to drink not to 
notice her excess wetness up between her legs.  Proud and dominant, 
Steve'd taken her, racing his long, thickly hardened penis up into the 
still animal-sperm slickened sheath of her vagina, until in less than a 
minute she'd known a renewed excitement, and that's when she had felt 
the first twinge of shame and remorse over her act with her aunt's dog.  
But it hadn't lasted any longer than her over-zealous, young husband.
     "Now, Angel!  Here it cumms ...!  Oh Christ ... here it cuummmsss!" 
he'd cried, as if she hadn't known he was beginning to squirt his thick, 
scalding sperm with powerful jets she'd felt spewing deeply and hotly up 
into her already semen-flooded belly!
     The shallow anger she'd known had been diluted to a weakness of 
mild aggravation because of the magnificent loving of Satyr, but her 
husband didn't know this as she forcibly worked her vaginal muscles, 
massaging and milking the fiery semen as desperately as she could from 
his already deflating penis.  Had she waited for him and not let Satyr 
do it to her first, this is what she would've gotten ... further 
frustration!
     God, was it any wonder that she'd awakened more filled with love 
for the handsome German shepherd than a meaningless shame or remorse for 
what she'd let the love-trained animal do to her?  And he was!  There 
wasn't the slightest doubt in Karen's mind but what Aunt Janie had 
either educated, or had him schooled in his forbidden arts!
     She glanced down at him again from where she stood rinsing the 
dishes for the dishwasher, reading the almost devilish sparks in his 
dark, animal-eyes, wishing to God she could discern the thoughts or 
instincts filling his keen brain at that moment!  One thing for certain 
she'd settled upon: he wasn't going to roam the neighborhood anymore!  
No damned wonder the local wives were blushingly coming up to pet him in 
the supermarket!  The bitches!  They'd been taking advantage of his 
love-oriented temperament!  How many of them had he mounted ... fucked?  
A feeling of bitter jealousy scraped through her, leaving smarting and 
burning mental scratches.  Oh yes, Satyr darling, there's a new regime 
for you as long as you're with Karen ... and you're going to be with her 
forever, once I convince Aunt Janie!  The blonde, mini-skirted housewife 
excitedly planned, feasting her glowing eyes on the languishing, 
sprawled dog where he lay watching her from his chosen, cool corner of 
the kitchen ...

                             *     *     *

     Steve Smith wasn't pleased with himself, nor exactly feeling up to 
snuff as he sat behind his desk in the office hung over, but looking 
busy.  If it hadn't been for the policy the slender, chestnut-haired 
young man with the hazel-eyes had written the night before, he might go 
douse his head in a toilet and flush it a few times!
     What the hell ... who was he kidding?  Himself?  Hardly!  Karen was 
as cold as a dead mackerel's belly, had been from the first night of 
their honeymoon, and probably always would be!  Why?  He'd fired her 
guns before!  There'd been times when he'd wanted to stay in bed with 
her forever!  And then, there were those like last night, and a few 
nights before that, and on and on backward to the beginning!  She loved 
him, he reasoned, or at least, he thought she did!  Goddamn, he loved 
her!  Yes, more than anything in the whole frigging world ... but sex 
... a man couldn't deny the necessity of fulfilling sex ... could he?  
No!  Damnit, no!  He, Steve Smith couldn't, anyway ...!
     "There's a call for you, Mr. Smith," the young short-skirted Shelly 
from the front desk came back and told him with a smile, her encased 
full tits thrusting the cotton of her blouse out at him like a pair of 
tent-poles.  "I tried to ring your desk.  Must be something wrong.  I'll 
have it checked ... You want to try and see if outgoing is working ...?"
     Steve took it, his hazel-eyes still fastened on her forward 
onthrust.  "Mr. Smith, may I help you?"
     "Hi, Steve, Don Keller.  How's it go?" the friendly deep voice 
filled his ear and Steve nodded at Shelly that they had contact.
     "First rate.  With you?"
     "Oh great ... great, man.  Look, wanted to confirm our luncheon.  
The Shadows Inn at One?  That okay with you?"
     "Yeah, I guess it is," Steve hesitated, trying to think, then 
deciding why the hell not?  "The Inn, at One."
     "I've called in reservations ... you know how it is there at 
Zeneth?"
     "Pretty wild.  I had two reservations canceled out last week after 
arriving with damn good clients, too.  I don't have to tell you that I 
didn't sell them."
     Don Keller's deep voice warmly laughed.  "Well, you can count that 
this reservation won't be canceled, Steve boy.  They know better.  
Trouble with you is, you're in the wrong field, buddy!  I could use a 
man like you in my office!  No crap!  With your selling ability, you'd 
make a hell of a real estate salesman!  ... Well, we can talk about that 
over lunch ... among other things, eh?"
     Steve couldn't deny that his neighboring friend's words fired his 
ego.  He smiled to himself above the telephone's mouthpiece.  Christ, 
there were certainly plenty of times he got fed up with this racket.  
But ... "Yeah ... we'll talk about it ... amongst other things," he 
laughingly replied.
     "Good deal.  One o'clock, then, right?"
     "I'll be there, Don.  See you then ..."
     "Right on, man ..."
     Steve recradled the phone and sat back.  His thoughts returned to 
Karen, punctuated by a few of the flirty Shelly, then some rousing ones 
that concerned Barbara Keller.
     Shelly Daniels was a top-heavy little red-head with boyish hips and 
a cute face, somewhere in her late teens.  She'd been advertising "here 
'tis" to him ever since her first day in the office.  Except for her 
dynamic tits, she did nothing for Steve, and even if she had, he would 
still pass it up.  Christ, his Karen had it all, the face, the hair, and 
the most curvaceous body he'd ever set eyes on!  Damn, he had only to 
see her naked and his crazy cock went wild!  If only she could get with 
him, tie into it the way she had the very first time in the back seat of 
his car.  Man, he'd never seen a girl cum like that ... actually fainted 
dead away and nearly scaring the crap right out of him ...!  He could 
almost count the number of times she'd climaxed since ... though she 
always started out with plenty of zip, but that was as far as it went, 
great beginnings and nothing endings ...
     He'd bet Barbara Keller really knew the way to a man's 'hard'!  Now 
there was a girl, if he were going to play any naughty games, whom, he'd 
welcome for a partner.  What a sexy doll ... and the goddamned revealing 
outfits she wore!
     The other night at their dinner party, he remembered how she'd sat 
during cocktails right across from him straddling the arm of the 
davenport beside Don, her next-to-nothing mini-dress hiked way up to 
expose just about all of her full, rounded thighs!  But the payoff had 
been that she'd been wearing only panty-hose beneath, no bikinis over 
them as Karen did, and the manner in which she'd sat there with her 
thighs spread around the arm of the davenport, he'd been able to see the 
entire outline of her pussy through the sheer nylon!  Hell, she had to 
know he was looking and what he could see ... her very crevice between 
those puffy little cunt-lips and the shadowing ringlets of black pubic 
curls!
     Damn, he hadn't dared to stand up for an hour, his cock had gotten 
so frigging hard!  Oh, she'd known, all right, because she'd caught him 
gaping several times, but still she'd never moved or changed her 
exposing position ... nothing, only smiled, her dark eyes dancing and 
sparkling each time she'd caught him feasting!
     Why had she done it?  Hell, he knew the extent of his physical 
attraction, which never ceased to make him wonder in awe why Karen had 
ever fallen for him.  Barbara's had been the old come-on if he'd ever 
seen it employed!  Damn, it could only mean one thing when a girl ... 
wife, or whatever, displayed her wares the way she had.  Barbara Keller 
was letting him know that he could have some if he wanted it ...!  And 
more and more, he was beginning to wonder if he didn't!
     What the hell, he was thinking like a cunt-struck hair-brain!  Lay 
the possibility of losing Karen on the line for a sexy piece of ass?  
No, he was not apt to, nor of making an enemy of Don Keller, either ... 
but he'd bet his left testicle that she would be one wild and sexy fuck, 
all right!  She had all the qualifications, like Karen, with one more 
needed ingredient ... hot desire, and that was as obvious as the 
goddamned hardness of his cock from just thinking about her!  Well, he 
better start getting rid of that before he attempted to walk past Shelly 
and the other girls, or he might just have to have his lunch sent in 
...!

                             *     *     *

     Around mid-morning, Karen changed into casual slacks and blouse, 
leashed Satyr and drove their second car, a six-year old station wagon, 
to the shopping center.  The striking animal sat upright on the seat 
beside her, flashing his affectionate eyes in her direction each time 
she spoke to him in her special way.  Though she had ample reason to 
concentrate on prospective shopping, the long-haired, shapely girl could 
not rid her still-excited mind of the sensual delights her handsome 
passenger had brought her the night before.  Throughout the morning, it 
had been the same, her infused thoughts constantly returning to their 
obscenely bizarre love-making, mental pictures of it all vividly 
flashing again and again in her head.
     Actually, Karen realized as she carefully drove, it had been either 
a matter of forcing herself out of the house, or taking her darling to 
bed again!  She had worked herself up to that sensual degree by the 
simple exercising of her memory bank alone!  Not that she didn't intend 
to again very, very soon, probably that afternoon in fact, for she had 
to experience it all over ... except that this time it would not be 
hazed by liquor!  She wanted to be certain it was as magnificent as she 
now visualized ... but there were still other things to be done, too.
     Besides, grocery shopping, she intended to buy a lengthy measure of 
good rope at the hardware to keep her philandering animal-lover at home.  
Just the thought of her neighboring wives taking advantage of his unique 
training jealously enraged her.  And until that very moment, it hadn't 
occurred to the young new wife what those very depraved women must 
imagine took place between her and the amorous Satyr ...!
     It struck Karen with more than a minor jolt what nature of opinions 
they had to arrive at!  None of them were aware, excepting Barbara, that 
Satyr was only a temporary ward, that he actually belonged to her Aunt 
Janie!  Good God!  It was no wonder they seldom spoke to her and only to 
him as they petted his grand head!  They were probably as jealous and 
hate-filled of her as she had suddenly found herself of them!
     The blonde, blue-eyed beauty sensed an emptiness, a vacuum that 
only guilt could cause, abruptly come into being at the base of her soft 
belly.  For a long moment, her intelligent young brain swam.  Fear, too, 
clutched at her.  Supposing Steve should somehow find out through one of 
those wives ... especially if she tied Satyr up and they couldn't ... 
couldn't use him anymore?  God ...!  But she had to keep him home away 
from them!  He belonged to her ... and she wasn't about to share him 
...!
     "Oh, Satyr, you ... you naughty Don Juan!" Karen sharply snapped 
over at him, bringing his rounded, surprised brown-eyes to focus on her.  
She knew he sensed the anger in her tone.  "Why have you had to be so 
damned promiscuous ... and you were, I know you were!  God ... I could 
just cry ...!"
     She didn't, of course; she was too irate over it all.  Instead, she 
finally parked and set out for the supermarket, already determined to 
brazen it with her degenerate neighbors one by one as they met ... and 
she hadn't long to wait ...
     The first was an overweight, buxom woman in her late thirties who 
spotted Satyr and approached to pet him in the customary blushing 
fashion Karen had not understood before.  The woman's sneering little 
eyes raked over the prepared young housewife as if she were vermin, at 
the same time a pussy smile spreading her apple-face.
     "Oh, you know Satyr, do you?" Karen sing-songed.  "How nice.  He 
has so many more friends than I do ... seems to have met every wife in 
the neighborhood in a little over a week."
     "Y-Yes ... he comes to my backdoor once in awhile," the hefty girl 
replied, again sweeping her small, vicious eyes over the neighbor she 
had not met.  "I feed him and he comes back.  He's such a beautiful 
animal."
     Karen smiled, but with anything except warmth.  "Yes, he is that 
... and talented, too.  He's a show-dog, you know, Mrs ...?"
     "Thornton," she informed.
     "So nice to meet you ... at last, Mrs. Thornton.  I'm Mrs. Smith, 
and I've wanted to get around and talk to you ladies in the neighborhood 
regarding Satyr.  He is only boarding with me for a few weeks, you know, 
and the owner when he left him with us let us know that Satyr had ... 
well, some unusual traits, shall we say.  It seems that he was once a 
carnival dog and used in some rather rare, forbidden feats ... but these 
he seldom resorts to unless goaded."
     "Really ...?" the other managed, her tiny eyes expanding into a 
feigned shock.
     "Yes, I'm afraid so, Mrs. Thornton," Karen casually went on.  "But 
he has such a loving temperament that I've hesitated to tie him home ... 
up until this morning when I heard he ... he ... well, let's say he'd 
been a bit indiscreet with one of our teasing neighbors."
     "Really, Mrs. Smith?" the plump girl questioned, her eager tongue 
snaking out to lap at puffy, red-toned lips.  "What did he do?  Who was 
it?"
     "Well ... resorted to his carnival-show training, I'm afraid ... 
and that's why I've finally decided to tie him after all."
     "Ooohhh ... that's a shame," the other moaned.  "He's such a 
beautiful dog.  I-I loved to have him call on me ..."
     "Yes ... I'm sure you did, Mrs. Thornton.  You have that certain 
way with animals which too many people lack," Karen insinuated.  "I can 
see by the way Satyr's rubbing against you.  But then ... he is such a 
loving darling, isn't he, Mrs. Thornton ...?"
     "Y-Yes ... yes, he is ..."
     The gloating Karen had walked away from the stammering heavyweight 
feeling like the proverbial cat which had just digested the canary ... 
except that the fat bitch had been anything but a bird!  And then, there 
were two more who excitedly dashed up to pet her lover and work at 
degrading his mistress with their accusing eyes.  They too, had shied 
off open-mouthed, the flush in their warped faces more from shame then 
excitement at seeing her darling, once she had finished with them.  
Goddamn them ... she'd fix them all ...!

                             *     *     *

     Satyr felt a hurt within his big, muscular body.  He had never been 
tied up before.  A leash held in the hand of his loving mistress was one 
thing, but to be secured by a long length of rope tied to a tree was 
quite another!  He couldn't ignore the feeling of sorrow which filled 
him, or that of sudden loneliness.  Why had she done this?  At first, 
he'd been allowed to wander as he felt the urge ... had made many 
friends who fed him and took him inside to mate with them ...
     He walked around the yard, testing the strength of his new 
imprisonment.  It was strong, too strong to break.  He whimpered to 
himself, Why?  Why?  his keen intellect questioned.  He loved her!  This 
was a hateful thing she had done to him.  He could no longer go to the 
field and run!  She had taken his freedom away, that first wonder he had 
quickly learned to love so much!  The rope pulled at the collar around 
his throat ... pulled more angrily when he strained against it!  He 
hated it!  Wrath began to seethe inside him.  With bowed head he walked 
in small circles.  This couldn't go on!  He despised it!  To run and 
play and enjoy the trained things, that was what he loved!  His Karen 
had done a terrible thing to him!
     The powerful German shepherd's inner fury grew ...!



                                Chapter 5

     Earlier that morning, Don had called to let Barbara know his 
luncheon date with Steve Smith was still on and that he intended to pour 
it to their neighbor, along with the martinis, just the way they had 
rehashed it the night before.  Not that the voluptuous, onyx-eyed 
brunette ever felt the need for an aphrodisiac, but the way Don had 
painted mental images of what it would be like for her with Steve had 
certainly reacted on her as one.  God, she'd gone wild, and so had he, 
neither of them able to get enough.  He'd tongued her raging pussy right 
there on the living room davenport for a good half-hour, until she'd 
lost track of her climaxes, before fucking her the first time on the 
floor.  Then, it had been into the bedroom for another fierce bout with 
him taking her from behind, his big, long, thick cock pumping into her 
fire-filled vagina like a beautiful battering ram ... and still neither 
of them had been ready to quit.
     Barbara's yet roused brain sensually reflected the lustful scenes 
from their wild sex-party as she went about straightening up the house.  
Her dark-eyes glowed with the pornographic stimulant of her husband's 
lewdly phrased word-pictures of what she should look forward to and what 
she should plan to surprise the young Mr. Smith with ...
     "Now, if he's anything like me, baby, he loves to have his cock 
sucked," Don had goadingly suggested as they lay there naked and 
breathing heavy from the animal-fashion fucking he'd just given her.  
His arm was around her, his strong hand fondling her full breast and 
worrying its tiny, hardened nipple, while she lovingly played with his 
still partially swollen, amazing big cock.  "What do you think?"
     "Don, I hope so, darling!" she honestly exclaimed.  It was one of 
her favorite erotic acts.  Nothing could turn her on like the hot, 
hardened feel of a thick, virile cock in her mouth.  And invariably when 
it squirted its scalding-sweet jism down her throat she would cum like 
an earthquake by the mere squeezing of her full thighs together to 
massage her clitoris between the educated lips of her never unsensuous 
cunt.  "Though I've yet to find a man who doesn't.  And would that be 
some sort of hint you're passing on to me, Mr. Keller?"
     He'd chuckled, giving her swollen breast an almost painful, loving 
squeeze, sending revived little chills of desire up her naked back.  
"Well now, seeing you put it that way ... why don't you just demonstrate 
how you'll suck old Steve ... I mean, kind of practice on me."
     Again, she'd trembled with anticipating excitement, never 
hesitating as she leaned over him to trail her soft, moistened lips down 
across the taut muscles of his hairy stomach.  Then, lifting her head, 
she'd said: "And you can imagine that I'm Karen sucking your big cock 
for you ... but I want you to keep telling me what Steven and I will do!  
Go on, lover, please ...?" Her fingernails scratched lightly over his 
re-stiffened hardness which was still wet and shiny from their fucking.  
She crawled between his spread legs to hover on all fours with her face 
just above its towering length, knowing that he could feel her hot 
breath washing over it.
     "Ah ... he'll lick your hot cunt ... bury his tongue right up that 
tight pussy hole ... unh!" he had tried, choking out a grunt as haunched 
there, she began to stroke his thick rod of hardness first with one hand 
and then between both of them with a slow, pressuring motion.  He'd 
groaned again, thrusting his lean loins upward as the warm wetness of 
her tongue-moistened lips closed over the throbbing, sensitive head of 
his now rock-hardened penis.
     "Mmmmmm," Barbara had hummed, both as a signal for him to continue 
telling her, and an added little thrill of vibration that she well knew 
set him right up.  "Mmmmmmmmmm ...!"
     "Oh fuck ... ooohhh ... he'll lick your little asshole and ... and 
try to worm ... ooohh worm his hot tongue into it ...!" he groaned once 
more, reaching down and tangling his fingers in her short hair to guide 
the rhythm of her now bobbing head.  She knew he would be lifting his 
own from the pillow to watch her contorted face lustfully stuffed full.  
It made the sensation that much more exciting when he could see the 
thickness of his sinewy cock buried between her eagerly sucking lips, 
just as it always did for her when she watched his laving tongue working 
in the open wet crevice of her pink cunt.
     And then, she no longer cared whether he went on with his lurid 
visions or not, her rapt attention centered on the pulsating hardness 
fucking into her mouth.  Sometimes, she imagined it to be Steve's, but 
it wasn't necessary to increase the sensation building in her soft belly 
and feverish loins.  She sucked up off of it then and began to play over 
the purple, spongy glans with her tongue, the tip boring teasingly into 
the wetness of its tiny slit the way all men liked.  He tremored beneath 
her as once more she worked the heavy outer layer of skin up and down, 
finally drawing it all the way back to slide her warm lips down over the 
hardened fleshy rod, enclosing the swollen rubbery head in a hot, moist 
pressure.  She tightened them elastically around its solid thickness and 
again began moving her head in the lewd motion that sucking a cock 
thrillingly demanded.
     "Oh shit ... suck it, honey!" Don gasped, as she cupped the flaccid 
flesh of his cum-bloating balls gently with one hand and stroked the 
base of his heavy-veined penis with thumb and forefinger of the other.  
At the same time, she twirled her saliva-coated tongue spiritedly around 
the smooth, fiery head with every upward suck, letting the tip flick 
incitingly across its tiny split.  She felt his buttocks flex and 
imagined his head still raised to watch the lust-infusing sight her 
obscenely bobbing labors below made for him.
     She sensed his throbbing reaction and began to suck his big cock 
harder, the tips of her teeth gently scraping the resisting hard flesh, 
leaving small white trails beneath the surface of the skin.  In 
uncontrollable masochistic hunger, she began taking more and more of it 
into her mouth toward her throat, sliding her hands beneath his tensing 
buttocks to pull his loins up tighter toward her face.  Furiously, she 
swirled her tongue around and around the swelling head of his huge cock, 
until she knew it was near the bursting point, almost all of its thick 
length plunging deep into her throat!
     It was then that she had tightened her thighs together, Barbara 
heatedly remembered, massaging their soft fullness against one another 
rhythmically to squeeze her flushed cunt lips between, and in turn, the 
tiny bud of her quiveringly erect clitoris.  Almost immediately, great 
swirls of heat began to pressure in her seething loins and belly.  She 
felt her swollen breasts dancing and swaying delightfully to her slaving 
motions.  Beneath her, the muscles of Don's lean belly tautened like 
steel bands as he arched his hips up off the bed to push even further 
into the hot cavern of her wetly sucking mouth and throat.  He began to 
groan incessantly, the signal for her that he was only seconds away.  
She set herself, fervidly straining her thighs and cuntal muscles to 
join him in the ultimate moment of his climax, knowing that the first 
taste of his hot, sweet cum was all she needed to detonate the ecstasy!
     Suddenly, he rasped: "Oh, sweet pussy!  Fuck ... fuck!  Suck it 
cock-girl!  Shove it down your throat ...!  Here ... it's 
cuuummmiinngggg!"
     Now, Barbara shuddered with a chill of passion as she remembered 
the way his throbbing cock had shot its thick, boiling load of sperm 
into her sucking mouth, the very first nectarous taste bursting the 
bubble inside her Wildly, she'd sucked as he emptied his jism-filled 
balls, his hands tangled cruelly in her hair while she swallowed the 
white, hot gushes bloating her cheeks down into her raging belly ...!
     Ooohh, what a night that had been, and as thrilling a lover as 
Steve Smith might turn out to be, the roused, raven-haired wife knew 
that he could never out-perform her lusty husband.
     God, she'd worked herself right up into a sizzling tizzy just 
remembering and anticipating.  This would never do ... not even mid-day 
and a case of the hots.  She laughed to herself ... as if there was 
something new about that.  All the same, she had no intentions of 
playing lewd little finger-games with her pussy today.  Besides, 
sometimes the pleasures of hot-pants were more tauntingly exciting than 
the satisfying of them.  No, she'd just slip into a bikini and go out 
beside the pool for some sun.  In fact, she'd remove her halter out 
there and get a good dose ... their backyard was that secluded ...

                             *     *     *

     It didn't make Karen feel any better to know that Satyr was unhappy 
with his new curtailing rope, and she could readily see he was by the 
way he was walking around in circles with flattened ears, presenting a 
picture so unlike him.  She'd watched off and on from the kitchen 
window, especially when at one point he'd barked loudly, then began to 
howl.  Though she could understand how he must feel after being able to 
run fancy free, there was nothing else to be done.  The thought of him 
being used sexually by her lustful female neighbors had filled her with 
a jealous nausea.  She could almost scratch their eyes out!
     "Anyway, darling," she whispered softly to herself as she watched 
him uneasily stalk around the yard, "Karen's going to make you happy in 
a little while ... right after lunch, I think.  She'll bring you inside 
and you can go into the bedroom and bath with her ... watch her undress, 
then bathe ... like last night.  Yes ... it's going to be just like last 
night for us, lover ...!"
     But there was no way that Satyr could know his new mistress' 
intentions, or that she'd been watching him and had now turned away from 
the window to prepare both of them some lunch.  Instead, he knew only 
the hurting bitterness growing within his powerful body at his shocking 
imprisonment.  No human had ever treated him this way before, and it was 
not only impossible for him to understand, but the more impossible 
because she, his golden-haired Karen, had done it!
     Mild fury toward her rankled inside him, so much so that he ignored 
her and the plate of food she brought to set beside the tree for him.  
She came to where he had lain down and bent over him, petting his head.
     "Come on, lover ... aren't you hungry?  Are you that put-out with 
Karen?"
     Her sounds were soft and warm as always, but they didn't satisfy 
him as they had in the past.  The rope stood between them, and the 
young, possessive housewife in her unnatural love, felt his displeased 
indignation.  It would take a little time, she reasoned as she gazed 
lovingly down at him.  Soon, he'd be used to it, as he would've been by 
now had she done this in the beginning.
     "I'm sorry, darling, but Karen had to tie you.  She couldn't have 
you making love to every woman in the neighborhood!  You're her ... my 
lover, you handsome angel ... and very shortly you're coming inside to 
prove it.  Just a little while longer, after I finish some things I have 
to do.  Then, darling, you and I are ... well ... we are ...!"
     Satyr listened to the silky sounds he'd become attached to and 
which now confused him.  Was she going to untie him, let him free again?  
He got to his feet and watched her, waiting, hoping ... But she walked 
away toward the house, crooning something back at him, yet leaving him 
tied there even as he whimpered after her.
     "You eat, darling, then Karen will bring you inside.  Please eat 
now like a good baby ..."
     And then, she was gone again, with nothing left but the hateful 
rope between him and freedom!  He turned on it with a vengeance, a deep 
growl angrily sounding in his throat, his powerful white teeth sinking 
into the woven strands of hemp to sever it bit by bit.  Constantly, the 
brief while it took the infuriated animal to destroy his confining bond, 
throaty snarls poured from him ... until at last it was done and with a 
single bounce he ran and leaped easily over the back gate to gallop 
along the alley.
     Satyr chose a different direction for no particular reason, 
unmindful of the length of chewed rope which dangled from his collar and 
trailed along behind him.  He followed the alley to the street, crossed 
it and entered into the mouth of a second.  Free once more, the big 
German shepherd's wrath quickly left him and he trotted happily along 
with no particular destination in mind.  It was the soft faint sound of 
music, beyond a wall that intrigued him and as effortlessly as he'd 
leaped over the gate of his own yard, he repeated the feat to 
investigate.
     Satyr saw the dark-haired girl lying beside the water, close to the 
small radio, her nearly naked body showing whitely against the sun-
colored towel stretched out beneath her.  She lay on her belly, her 
cheek resting on a small pillow, her arms comfortable enfolded near her 
head.  She was the girl who answered to the sound of Barbara, the big 
animal immediately recognized as he moved toward her.  He whimpered and 
she raised her head.
     "Well ... I seem to have company," Barbara responded, looking and 
finally smiling at the handsome German shepherd.  "And just how did you 
get in here, Satyr ... if you didn't jump over the gate?  I know it's 
locked because I just checked it ..."
     Again, Satyr whimpered, watching as she turned over to sit upright, 
her naked breasts, full and thrusting forward with their colorful crests 
pointing teasingly at him.  She reached out, petting his head and 
continuing to smile.
     The beautiful animal had found a soft place in Barbara's heart from 
the first day of his arrival, though she'd had little to do with him.  
It was the first time he'd wandered over to visit her, but she knew that 
Karen let him romp around the neighborhood, that, somewhat surprising 
her.  There was always the chance that he might run off or be stolen, 
and after all, her blonde young neighbor was supposed to be looking 
after him for her aunt ...
     "Hello ... what's this?" the onyx-eyed brunette questioned, 
noticing for the first time the length of rope dangling from his collar.  
"Hmmmm ... looks as if someone did have you tied, darling, Karen, maybe 
... or has someone else been trying to keep you for their own ...?  Come 
closer and let Barbara untie it, then we'll go inside and call Karen 
..."
     Satyr let her gently draw his head closer so that she could remove 
the terrible rope he had chewed ... closer until the colorful hardened 
tips of her soft, white breasts were almost brushing against his nose, 
the sweet smelling essence of them filling his keen nostrils.  
Reflexively, he licked out with his smooth wet tongue!
     The unexpected contact caused Barbara to jerk back with a start, 
her widening eyes bursting into a sparkle as she looked at him.  "Why 
... why you old lecher ...!  Just what made you do that?" she half-
whispered as she stared wonderingly at his almost grinning, handsome 
animal-face, the expression in his rounded, big brown eyes one which she 
was familiar with in the human male animal, but certainly never in a 
dog.  They were twinkling ... seductively twinkling!  as if he were well 
aware of what he'd done and would like very much to do it again!
     The temptation was too great for the voluptuous young neighbor 
woman to by-pass.  She felt a tiny ripple of excitement in her belly as 
again she leaned forward to unknot the piece of rope, consciously 
thrusting her naked, full mounds slightly toward him.  And again, he did 
it, his long length of hot, wet tongue grazing meaningfully over the 
sensitive, hardened nipple of her left breast!  Nor did it stop after 
one or two laving swipes against the warm sensual flesh!  Instead, 
Barbara gaped excitedly down to watch his long, thick tongue curl in a 
heated wetness over their smooth, fleshy resilience, moving from one to 
the other to affectionately lick their undersides as well as upward 
through the deep cleft between them!  Again and again, her breathing 
beginning to hitch in her throat, Barbara watched the pink length of his 
long fluid tongue graze hotly over the erect, berry-like nipples of her 
nakedly swelling tits, the feverish sensations she had known earlier 
quickly rousing from their dormant state.
     "Oooohhh ... you loving devil you ...!" the ardently astonished 
brunette whispered in a tremulous, throaty voice.  She had finally 
fumbled the length of rope from his collar, and suddenly she braced her 
hands behind her and leaned back in that half-erect position, the very 
nature of it thrusting her up-tilted, full breasts even more invitingly 
forward in their white nakedness.  She held her breath and waited, the 
now simmering little sensations racing through her tingling belly 
causing the moisture seeping from her now warmly flushing pussy-lips to 
dampen the wispy bikini crotch band between her thighs!
     For a moment, he seemed to hesitate, disappointing Barbara, but 
only for a moment ... then, he whimpered and moved forward to wedge her 
long legs willingly apart with his own legs, dropping his head and once 
more his hot tongue darted out to provocatively wash over her exposed, 
rising and falling breasts!
     Wild emotions began to fill the raven-haired girl as she stared 
into his deep-brown, dancing eyes raised upward to focus on her face 
while his long, fervent tongue continued to lovingly lick her naked 
tits!  He knew exactly what he was doing ... and what it was doing to 
her!  She could see it ... read it there in his devilishly gleaming 
eyes!  My God, she was beginning to see the inside ... but ... but, a 
dog ...?  Suddenly, his incessant, searing tongue began to work downward 
over the softly giving flesh of her belly, dipping into her navel and 
downward ... until finally he was sniffing between her legs, as if he 
could smell the slowly awakening heat of her moistened pussy!
     He whimpered while Barbara stared with incredulity, the lustful 
sensations his hotly probing nose was firing in her loins were nothing 
short of rank obscenity!  And it was the latter as much as anything, the 
voluptuously sensual girl concluded, which could irresistibly drive her 
to submit to him ...!  And then, a mind-shattering realization dawned 
...!
     Her next door neighbor, Karen Smith's, lover!  No wonder she hadn't 
seen a man leave yesterday morning!  There wasn't any man ...!  "I-It 
was you, wasn't it, darling!" Barbara hissed at the whining animal still 
sniffing at her aroused bikini-concealed vaginal split.  "Of course!  
You came out of that washroom first, then Karen with that silly bone, 
her face blushing like a little girl who'd just been caught fingering 
herself!" The excited young neighbor woman sat upright, taking Satyr's 
head between her hands to raise and stare into his eyes.  "What was she 
letting you do to her in that room, you handsome lover?  Lick her pussy, 
maybe?  Was that it, baby ... do you like to lick women's pussies?  Well 
... Barbara just happens to have a real hot one that needs tonguing 
something fierce ... and if that's your secret trick, you and I are 
going to get on famously!"
     With that, the curvaceous brunette was on her feet, wanton 
sensations charging incitingly through her.  "Come on, Satyr darling ... 
let's go into the house and find out if Barbara's hit the nail on the 
head ... or something ...!"
     Satyr happily trotted along behind the beautiful young woman who 
had draped the towel around her shoulders, concealing her naked breasts, 
the piquant fragrance of her mating heat firing his trained instincts.  
He had not been in her house, nor ever smelled the rising aroma of 
female excitement from the hotly burning vaginal crevice between her 
legs before.  It had been more potent than most, impulsively attracting 
him with its pleasureful promise, and he was eager to sample it again 
... but as always, he must wait until she bade him.
     She led him into a room where there was the biggest bed he had ever 
seen.  It was round with many pillows and she walked toward it.  She 
turned then to look down at him, her dark eyes sparkly, a faint smile 
widening her pleasing face as she dropped the towel to expose her white, 
firmly rounded breasts once more.
     "Now, we'll see what we shall see, darling!" she sounded softly.  
"Just what has young Mrs. Karen Smith been letting you do to her while 
her husband's at work, you handsome devil?"
     Watching her, Satyr keenly detected the tiny shiver ripple upwards 
along her white flesh, causing the colorful pointed mounds of her 
breasts to quiver like soft jelly, then sway even more as she began to 
roll the thin bikini panties down over her smoothly rounded hips.  He 
watched through unflinching eyes the darkened area of soft pubic curls 
and the puffy fleshed lips of her glistening little cunt mouth as it was 
revealed before him.  She wiggled lightly and the thin, flimsy material 
slipped down her long, trim legs to the floor where she stepped out of 
it, then stood there with hands on hips, thighs pressed forward and 
slightly spread as she gazed excitedly down at him.
     "What now, lamb?" Barbara throatily questioned, intensive charges 
of lurid sensuality hotly aglow inside her at the obscene act she 
lustfully hoped was going to take place.  God, his animal-eyes, she felt 
certain, were reflecting as much anticipating desire as she knew hers 
must be!  Was it possible?  Once more, a series of feverish little 
chills swept over her as she stood there waiting ... but he didn't move 
... merely stared hungrily at her, his beautiful ears standing erect, 
his tail slightly wagging!  "Just how do we ... we get this little party 
under way, precious ... that is, if Barbara hasn't misjudged ..."
     Satyr's avid eyes never left her curved, white nakedness standing 
before him, his yearning growing rapidly, but his training holding him 
back.  He had no way of knowing why they sometimes made him wait; his 
real mistress had never done that.  And then, she was crawling onto the 
big, round bed to lie back, her eyes still fastened on him.  Why didn't 
she call him ...?
     It occurred to Barbara that maybe the beautiful big animal was more 
aggressive to the reclining position, associating the way she had lain 
beside the pool when he'd approached her.  But still, he didn't move ... 
simply stood there staring at her through feverish, seductive eyes that 
were driving her wild with anticipation!  Damn!
     "Well come on, damnit!  Come up here you handsome brute and do 
whatever it is you do ... if you do anything at all!" the naked, raven-
haired young neighbor woman feverishly commanded, patting the huge bed 
with her small hand.
     And he did, with the most graceful, effortless leap Barbara could 
imagine, the expression in his loving eyes and on his handsome animal-
face almost passionately human as he moved up over her from the side, 
then leaned down to again graze his long, thick tongue over her desire-
swollen breast with a hot licking wetness ...!

                             *     *     *

     While finishing up the few minor household chores she'd set herself 
to complete, Karen intentionally allowed her mind to play a small, 
dreamy game of slowly building desire.  She wanted to be as sensually 
excited as she had been last night, but without the benefit of liquor, 
and her fervid memories of the grand fucking her darling Satyr had given 
her was all she needed.  She thought in lewd, four-letter terms, the 
lust-inciting words that Barbara could and did use so casually.  Fuck 
and cunt and cock and jism constantly flashed in her mind as she 
mentally pictured the beautifully forbidden love-party they had shared.  
And it was going to be as heavenly when she brought him in very shortly, 
the moment she finished rinsing out the pairs of nylon panty-hose 
filling the sink.
     Flashes of her husband, Steve's gentle face, interrupted her 
thoughts, but she wouldn't let him remain.  What she and Satyr shared 
had nothing to do with her flustrating husband ... nothing!  She loved 
him and always would, but if he knew the truth he should be thankful 
that the magnificent German shepherd had come into her life!  What 
might've happened with other strange men if he hadn't, Karen didn't want 
to even imagine ...!
     Finished with her last personal task, the roused curvaceous 
housewife scooped up the sheer garments with intentions of hanging them 
on the umbrella clothes-lines in the backyard, at the same time freeing 
Satyr and bringing him back inside.  She smiled to herself, stirring 
enchantment whirl-pooling at the base of her belly and downward into her 
tingling loins at the thoughts of what it was going to be like.  God, 
could she ever thank Aunt Janie enough for bringing her such erotic 
thrills?  And just how was she going to make her Aunt Janie know that 
she had to have him ...?  Well, there was still time to work that out 
and she would, because she truly intended to keep him ...
     Karen stopped short outside the backdoor, her eyes widening, a 
strange sensation of astonished emptiness completely engulfing her!  She 
scanned the yard in a glance, knowing that he was gone from the 
sickening sight of the rope's empty end lying unmoving on the lawn!  She 
dropped the plastic pan of wash, and ran to pick up the rope's chewed 
end.  Tears uncontrollably bubbled upward into her eyes, brimming there.  
For a moment, the shocked new wife couldn't think ... and then, she 
began to!
     He had run away!  She never should've tied him!  He was at one of 
her neighbor bitches, fucking her like an animal!  Or maybe, he'd gone 
to the field!  Had someone stolen him?  No ... the rope was chewed ... 
angrily chewed!  Oh God, she'd made a terrible mistake in tying him up!  
But ... but it wasn't going to do any good just standing there bawling!  
She had to do something ... but what?  Call the police?  Stupid, without 
even canvassing the neighborhood first to see if she could find him!  
Yes!  That's what was to do!  Scour the whole neighborhood ... and if 
she found him with one of the bitches taking advantage of him, she'd 
call the police!  She'd have her arrested!  She would!  She would ...!



                                Chapter 6

     Barbara Keller needed no priming to fan her voluptuous curves into 
a glowing furnace of lust.  She realized this as she lay thrillingly 
naked beneath the wet, searing caresses of Satyr's loving tongue, once 
again hotly stroking the swollen mounds of her nipple-hardened breasts.  
She watched with fevered eyes his every incredible, passion-wetting 
lick, wildly beginning to wonder how this lewd sexual act had ever 
escaped her!  God, and she'd thought there was nothing under the sun in 
the realm of sex that she'd left untried!
     "Ooohhh ... you precious doll!" the excited, sensually oriented 
wife mewled, gently stroking his big, fur-covered head while he 
continued to graze his fiery, thick tongue damply over her exposed tits.  
And then, he was working downward once more as he had beside the pool, 
causing her breaths to shorten in nearly frantic anticipation.  "Th-
That's right, darling!" she gasped, luridly spreading her full thighs 
which were already beginning to quiver.  "All the way down to Barbara's 
pussy!  Get between my legs, Satyr lamb ... yes ... like that ... like 
that ...!"
     But with all of her past experiences, Barbara still had nothing to 
measure by, none that she could draw upon to know what would happen 
next!  She knew only that she wanted to make it as enticingly magnetic 
as possible for him, and she raised her legs to obscenely draw her 
rounded thighs back until her knees were flattening out the yielding 
resilience of her swollen, full breasts, her knees almost touching her 
shoulders.  Then, with head raised slightly from the pillow she stared 
down between them to breathlessly watch!
     He whimpered and a potent, frenetic little sensation charged over 
her sensitized flesh as she watched him lower his head and begin to 
sniff once more at her pussy, except that this time it was nakedly 
exposed and waiting!  She felt his cold wet nose like the brushing touch 
of an ice-cube against her flushed cunt-lips and taut thighs ...!  
Suddenly, she sensed it ... the first contact there of his hotly 
branding tongue!  Impulsively, she squirmed beneath its fluid hotness as 
it began to ardently lick up and down the smooth vale between the 
tensed, writhing mounds of her upraised buttocks!  Her heart pounded, 
the fervid blood racing through her veins from his sizzling animal-
tongue glazing the sensorial area surrounding her tiny, puckered little 
anal mouth, its worming tip burrowing with an uncanny knowledge into the 
tiny oval of its tightly clenched lips!
     "Ooohhh ... damn ... you do know it all, don't you, baby?" Barbara 
gasped, her mind filled with delicious amazement at the obscene skill of 
his fiery tongue!  "But Barbara doesn't believe you learned that all by 
yourself!  You ... you've had a very sexy teacher ... oohhh ...!" Again, 
he was taunting her tiny puckered asshole, until finally she felt his 
tongue tip burning a wet path slowly upward toward the sensuously 
swollen lips of her smoldering cunt!  A tremor of impassioned animalism 
brushed over the nerve-ends of her satiny flesh as he swept it wetly 
along the moistened pink crevice between her lewdly spread thighs and 
buttocks, then over the entire length of her hair-lined pussy!  From the 
babyish mouth of her snugly clenched little asshole, it traced without 
relenting, to the pink, desire-fleshed edges of her excited cunt-lips, 
and at last to the tiny, erect bud of her clitoris!
     "Unnhhhhh!" the voluptuously inflamed girl moaned, lifting her head 
higher to better see between her obscenely drawn-up legs and thighs the 
unbelievable tonguing the beautiful dog was giving her!  Seething stabs 
of mounting lust saturated her naked body at the sight of his moistly 
melting tongue curling over her super-sensitive vaginal slit!  Again and 
again he did it while she gaspingly watched his thick length of fluid 
flesh spreading deeply through the flowing wetness of yielding, pink 
cunt with all the knowledge of any human male she'd ever laid down and 
spread her legs for!
     It didn't, didn't, didn't stop ... and that was the absolute 
ecstasy of the entire sordid scene to Barbara!  God, somewhere, 
sometime, she'd heard about dogs and women, but she'd never given it 
even a second thought!  Then, suddenly her girl friend, Linda Farnum, 
and her big Boxer, Fonda, momentarily penetrated the lurid haze rapidly 
lifting her up and away.  Was this why Linda kept the huge animal?  But 
Fonda was a female ...?  Sooo?  Linda loved to eat pussy, too, didn't 
she ... and little Barbara could understand that all right, after 
getting fucked by Linda's husband, Frank, disappointedly a few times ... 
But, ooohhh ... couldn't concentrate on it now ... not with the way 
Satyr was splaying the glistening, pink flesh of her flame-filled pussy 
with his hotly lathing tongue, finally pausing, as she watched, to curl 
it with a loving thrust far up into her incitedly wet vaginal passage!
     "Ooohhh ... sweet lover!  You've got the most educated tongue in 
the world, darling!" the raven-haired, luridly positioned young woman 
exclaimed in her lust-mounting nakedness.  She knew ... could see her 
sensuous curves spasming beneath his unbelievable cunt-licking and 
suddenly wished she could have her husband, Don's ... no, her next door 
neighbor, Steve Smith's cock fucking into her mouth while this beautiful 
dog was licking her cunt!  Damn, she'd suck him like he never dreamed 
... suck him until he squirted his hot, creamy jism down her throat, 
just the feel of it making her cum and cum as it pumped into her mouth!
     "Oh, damn ... damn!  No wonder Karen takes you into the bathroom 
with her, baby!  Aggghhh ... yesss ... lick it for Barbara, darling!  
Like that ... like that ... way up inside!  Tongue-fuck it good!" she 
salaciously goaded, lifting her intensively simmering loins and quaking 
ass-cheeks higher to the wild, wet swirling of his loving animal-mouth.  
"Ooohhhh ... further, darling, further!  Shove your tongue up Barbara's 
cunt as far as you can ...!"
     Uncontrollably, she reached down between her wide-spread thighs, 
grasping his furry head to pull his long nose tighter into her wetly 
palpitating cuntal channel!  His firebrand tongue shot up into the 
seething curl-fringed little hole like a white-hot cauterizing whip, his 
own animal whines matching hers as he hungrily lashed and tongue-fucked 
the blood tingling inner-flesh with a skill and intensity no man had 
ever shown her!
     "Aaaggghhhh ... you're driving me wild, you sweet, hot cunt lover!" 
Barbara hissed, head still raised and eyes licentiously gaping.  The 
lustfully forbidden sight was all but bending her mind to a point beyond 
reason!  Oohhhh, if only she had Steve Smith's cock fucking wildly into 
her mouth at the same time to complete the wild orgy ...!
     Satyr felt his loins and flanks ruttishly throbbing from the 
scented, liquid heat flowing from her openly pulsating young pussy lips.  
He sensed a stronger fire burning inside her than any he had ever known, 
even his mistress, Karen, and its intensity made the blood pulse 
furiously through his powerful body.  The affection he generally felt 
for human females was not the same with her.  The soft whiteness of her 
smooth flesh and the heated fumes of sexual excitement she generated 
from the warm, hair-lined crevice up between her wide held legs made him 
feel a fierceness which urgently excited him.
     Instinctively, he sensed the lack of tenderness in the warm, soft 
portions of her nakedly curved body, unlike those of his temporary 
mistress, Karen.  But that didn't displease him.  There was something of 
his own kind in her which was taking its place.  The hot, pink flesh 
between her legs in its flowing wetness was communicating through his 
tongue a wild stimulation which delighted him in his angry escape from 
Karen's hateful rope.  He felt as if he were being bad, and the 
knowledge of that made him know a stronger ferocity, the axis of which 
was centered in his demanding loins ...!
     Barbara had enchantedly fallen into a rhythmic tempo of sensual 
gasps beneath the huge animal's fabulous tongue hotly licking and 
fucking snake-like up inside her inflamed, susceptive cunt walls.  She 
rolled her head from side to side to the cadence, still holding his 
huge, furry head by the ears between her lewdly upraised thighs.  Her 
brain had become a mirror for both her husband, Don's and Steve Smith's 
lustfully hardened cocks, each fucking in turn into her hungrily sucking 
mouth while Satyr lapped the maddening fire from her sweltering loins 
and belly.  She lifted her head once more to watch ... and it was then 
that she caught sight of it!
     Barbara's sparkling, desirous eyes widened at the glistening 
spectacle of the German shepherd's thick, scarlet cock emerging from its 
long, hair-covered sheath ... wet and hard, the tapered end slipping and 
dancing as it continued to slither hotly out of its fleshy concealment!  
God ...!  She leaned to one side, gaping at it!  Oh ... was it possible 
he would dog-fuck her with it ...!  A licentious impulse of unbridled 
animalism raged through her naked, lust-charged body, an obscenely mind-
bending urge which fascinated the voluptuous housewife in its forbidden 
lewdness alone!  His cock was beautiful ... huge and beautiful ...!  
Never had Don's looked anymore tempting to her, and she doubted if her 
neighbor, Steve Smith's, could either!  It ... it seemed longer and 
thicker than her husband's, if that were possible ... different in 
contour with its beveled tip, but its very thickening coned shape adding 
to her wildly building passion!
     For a long sensation-sparked moment, Barbara stared at the big 
dog's wetly gleaming rod of raw masculine hardness dangling beneath his 
powerful animal-loins, sensing her mouth and throat at first going dry, 
then salivating at the erotically infusing sight of it!  The depravity 
of her intentions never concerned her, only how she was going to 
accomplish it!  In fact, it was the very sordidness of the act that was 
spurring her wantonly on!  But how?  How?
     Relentlessly, the ardorous German shepherd licked at her cunt, his 
scorching, wet tongue like a gentle abrasive as it slithered over the 
tiny erect bud of her quivering clitoris!  Maddening thrills of 
unnatural desire burned in her obscenely set mind, adding to those his 
singeing tongue was stoking in her lewdly offered loins.  How ... how 
... how ...?
     "S-Satyr baby ... ooohhh, you loveable lamb?" Barbara hissed, 
trying to raise higher and stroke his huge head nuzzled between her 
widespread thighs and ass-cheeks.  God ...!  She could see his lapping 
tongue splaying through the wetly saturated crevice of her cunt's pinkly 
splayed flesh!  He'd spread her flushed pussy-lips open until they 
appeared to almost be pleading in their desire-swollen ravishment.  Her 
sensitive, inner cuntal flesh sparkled up at her, its surrounding black 
curls damply matted, the entire lurid scene further bellowing the flames 
raging inside her!  Her nakedly thrusting breasts seemed electrified in 
her giddy excitement as she continued to caress his furry head ...!  
"Satyr ... baby ... lie down!  Lie down, darling!  Barbara wants to love 
you too!  Please ... lie down and roll over!" she whispered, her throat 
raspy with tension.  "Do it, Satyr!  Lie down so Barbara can make you 
happy!  I-I'll even put my pussy upside down where you can lick it all 
you want, baby!  Come ... do it ... lie down, Satyr!"
     Barbara's brain raced in a form of reckless delirium as she slowly 
eased herself forward, not wanting to upset or destroy what she already 
had, but only to add to it!  She raised to her knees as Satyr, confused, 
backed away from her seething, wet loins.  He looked displeased, but 
Barbara didn't hesitate.  If she were to have what she wanted, there was 
no stopping now!  She whispered in gentle tones, at the same time, 
brushing her soft hand lovingly over him, her eyes locked on the solid 
length of his long, thick scarlet cock hanging below his belly ...!
     Satyr watched the beautiful naked young woman raise up and move 
toward him, surprised when she didn't turn around on hands and knees so 
he could mount her.  He had decided that was her intentions, the way all 
of them, except Karen, had done.  But she did not, though she cooed in 
soft sounds at him.  Perplexed, he whimpered, sensing his mating hunger 
leaving him in his confusion.  Again, she gave the command he recognized 
and he dutifully obeyed, laying down ...
     His unhappy whimper vibrated through Barbara as she saw his huge 
cock withdraw into its hiding sheath.  He dropped down onto the bed, 
stretching out and finally responding when she continued to whisper: 
"Roll over on your back, lamb ... you won't be disappointed for long!  
That's it, lover ... ooohhh, that's just fine!" With blinding 
excitement, she crawled and positioned herself so that her cunt was 
inches from his face, and less when she drew her naked thighs back!  She 
eased forward, placing herself so that her face was directly above the 
sensuously peeking opening of his cock-sleeve where the big, scarlet 
hardness had vanished back inside.
     Frenzied emotions swept through the animalishly keyed-up wife!  The 
thought alone of what she was about to do was driving her mad with 
salacious desire!  Gently, she moved her arched hips toward his handsome 
animal-face, spreading her thighs and lovingly taking his head ... She 
lay on her side with one leg lifted to draw his nose meaningfully in 
toward the wetly pulsating heat of her tremoring cunt.  Immediately, she 
felt his lengthy, thick tongue lash out at the palpitating crevice 
between her legs, again lapping through its sensually aroused pinkness 
like a fluid flame, and if she'd ever known obscene, bestial lust it was 
at that very moment!  She lowered her cheek to rest against his warm, 
hard animal-belly, her one hand quickly moving toward his hidden cock!
     This was new to Satyr, but it hardly nettled him.  As Karen's way 
had been different, so was the pretty Barbara showing him hers.  Once 
again, he sensed the throbbing blood beginning to pound at the heated 
aroma and taste of her wide split pussy mouth.  He felt her delicate 
fingers moving over his loins, their gentle touch causing him to 
pleasurably tremble.  The urge to close his eyes and lay there devotedly 
licking the warm, wet sweetness of her up between her thighs almost 
carried him away ...!
     Barbara had never reached such erotically fired heights ... or was 
it depths?  God, she hardly gave a damn, she thought, clasping hold of 
his sheltered dog-cock and beginning with her fingertips to manipulate 
the outer flesh back and forth, feeling its lust-hardened thickness 
within!  It had to come back out to her ... had to!  She must know it 
now ... the taste of his long, thick animal-cock slithering wetly around 
in her warmly sucking mouth!
     His tongue laving the frantically jerking bud of her tiny clitoris 
... God, ordinarily she would have cum a dozen times!  But it'd been the 
unreal wildness of it all distracting and amazing her, which had re-
routed her concentration, holding her climax off and pleasing her in its 
choked-back, insanely building intensity!  Oh, the beautiful darling, 
she thought, clinging to his cock and avidly beginning to stroke it.  
With feeling, yet gentleness, Barbara worked the heavy protective skin 
back and forth, his warm head nestled between her opened white thighs, 
his hotly searing tongue licking unrelentingly up into the wet, yielding 
crevice of her steaming cunt.  And then, it suddenly reappeared, the 
redly glistening tip of long, thick hardness, slipping slowly forward 
toward her breathless, tongue-moistened lips ... until at last, it 
touched them!
     With a low, lust-inspired moan, the obsessed Barbara parted her 
lush, warm lips to let the slenderly tapered forepart of Satyr's wet 
hardness slide between them, easing further and further into the torrid 
moistness of her eagerly absorbing mouth, until it brushed all the way 
back to the depths of her throat!  She brought her tongue into play in 
an irresistible fervency, greeting and welcoming the unnatural presence 
with omnivorous, though still hesitant, eagerness.  Her brain swam with 
the spinning intoxication of the lewd, unspeakable act she was 
performing with her neighbor's dog ... and then she tasted the thick, 
pulsating cock, a sensation of wanton relish racing through her at its 
warm, virile maleness!  Ooohhhh ... it was no less delicious than any 
man's she'd ever sucked ... and it was so hot and hard, swelling up into 
greater hardness in her mouth with every passing second!
     She heard his high-pitched animal-whimper as he continued to 
lovingly lick her hotly inflamed pussy, and she began to suck and twirl 
her caressing little tongue around his long, thick cock to repay him for 
the unbelievable pleasure he fantastically had and was bringing her.  
She felt his powerful body responding to her lewd sucking, his canine 
loins jerking and pressing forward.  She brushed one exploring hand 
along his hairy belly to his huge, sperm-filled balls, cupping them 
warmly first, then lightly teasing them with her finger tips.  Again he 
whimpered, the titillation making him begin a pumping cock-rhythm 
between the clasped oval of her moistly sucking lips.
     God, the exotic taste of it was the maddening delight, Barbara 
sensuously reveled, beginning to mouthingly nurse and tongue the ever-
thickening spear of burning, hard flesh with obscene up and down head 
movements.  Delicately gamey, her brain wildly tagged, yet spiced with 
the sweet raciness of nature's semen!  Ooohhhh ... daammmm ...!
     The smooth, coned length of his growing cock fucked up into her 
roundly ovaled mouth in perfect cadence, while his own tongue down 
between her open thighs laved the hot, liquid flesh of her wide splayed 
cunt and smoldering vaginal channel with swirling, ever-increasing 
enthusiasm!  She nipped and gently scraped with her teeth, at the same 
time swirling her own tongue in tiny provoking little flicks over his 
excitedly pulsating hardness, her mind totally lost in the licentious 
thrill of her bizarre action.  God, it was like honey in her mouth, 
taperedly plunging in a wet heat all the way into the back of throat!  
What would his animal-cum taste like ... mannish ... warm and thick, 
squirting from the tip of his beautiful cock in spewing jets ... or were 
animals different ...?
     Satyr had never known anything to equal this!  What the beautiful 
young neighbor woman was doing had never been a part of his training.  
She was taking his thickly hardened love-shaft hungrily up inside her 
warm, wet mouth; still it felt as if it were thrusting into a hotly 
clenching vaginal wall.  There was a difference though, a pleasing 
difference in the feel of her little tongue and teeth nipping and 
swirling greedily around it.  He whined to those sensations which were 
causing waves of wildly pressuring fire deep down in the depths of his 
loins, knowing that very soon he would feel an all powerful, heavily 
spurting release ...!

                             *     *     *

     Karen stormed through the neighborhood, uncertain of which emotion 
was prompting her most, love, anger, or anxiety.  But at each house, she 
somehow managed to hide them all with a forced air of casual concern, 
merely asking the frau in charge if she'd by chance seen Satyr pass that 
way, ignoring the blushes her question inevitably produced.  A few 
wanted to chat, but the curvy, anxious young housewife never lingered; 
her nearly frantic brain was too concerned with the whereabouts of her 
runaway lover.
     As the possibilities of finding him began to frightenly decrease, 
Karen sensed the first strong twinges of real panic eating at her.  God, 
what a fool she'd been to tie him up in the back yard.  If anything ever 
happened to him how could she live with herself?  The tears puddling her 
eyes were almost blinding, causing her to stagger unsteadily as she 
stumbled on.
     Oh darling, where are you?  Karen's sorry ... terribly, terribly, 
sorry!  Just come back is all ... and I promise never to do anything 
like that again!  I-If I have to share you, then I will, precious ... I 
will!  Y-Yes ... Karen will even settle for a portion of you ... only 
please come back ...!
     In her mental anguish, the blonde, young Mrs. Smith, was hardly 
aware that she'd come to Barbara Keller's back gate and was 
subconsciously reaching over to unlatch it.  Not until she was inside 
the yard did it dawn where she was, and that music was coming from 
somewhere near the pool.  She moved toward the sound, hopeful of seeing 
her new friend there and perhaps, yes ... even confiding in her ... at 
least to some extent!  God, she had to talk to someone ...!  But there 
was no one around, only the radio beside the pool, a small pillow and 
...!
     Karen's eyes widened when she saw it, an undefinable shock jarring 
her.  Quickly, she bounced forward and scooped up the length of Satyr's 
rope, examining its frayed end ...!

                             *     *     *

     Barbara Keller had never sucked a human male more vigorously or 
with such wild, forbidden lust drenching her voluptuously laboring 
nakedness!  With a voracious animalism, the sensually steeped young wife 
mouthed and pulled at Satyr's huge hardened animal cock, her shameless 
mind a boiling pit of lust.  Oh God, she was so hot she could die!  She 
actually wanted his dog-cum shooting into her mouth ... dribbling down 
her throat ... flooding her belly!  Raging tongues of flame blazed 
between her legs!  Her belly seethed, and her loins ... her fire-filled 
cunt, glowed with the searing passion scalding it!  She clutched at the 
loving German shepherd's hugely swollen balls, beginning to milk and 
caress them as she sucked ever more greedily at his heavily thickened 
cock.  Oh damn ... she was going to cum like an atomic explosion beneath 
his beautiful tonguing of her saliva slickened cunt walls!  She heard 
him whine then yip in his own bestial ecstasy ... and so did Karen Smith 
outside!
     It was that frenetic little sound from him that led the solicitous 
blonde girl uneasily through the house to the open bedroom door.  There, 
she froze, her disbelieving eyes expanding in shocking jealousy at the 
incredulously obscene spectacle taking place on the huge bed before her!  
Even as joy filled her at the sight of his lustfully driving hardness, 
Karen was staggered by the jolting wave of bitter possessiveness which 
jelled her knees and made her cling tightly to the door frame!  Barbara 
Keller ... the bitch ... she was actually sucking him with her widely 
ovaled lips ... and he was licking her back with a wild, uninhibited 
frenzy between her lewdly spread thighs!
     She was!  Barbara ... her friend ... she was sucking her own 
darling Satyr's desire-hardened cock ... taking almost all of its 
beautifully thick hugeness into her tightly locked mouth ... until ... 
until it had to be reaching all the way back to her tonsils!  Karen 
stood spellbound, not even her jealousy was strong enough to put down 
the lewdly fascinating surge of envious lust their bestial love-making 
immediately fired through her.  In those few paralyzing seconds while 
she stood there, the confused blonde housewife weathered a series of 
transforming emotions, which only the visual spectacle of the luridly 
sexual performance unfolding before her could have ever accomplished!
     That only minutes before she had mentally pleaded for him to come 
back, that she would willingly share him with another woman if he would, 
was true!  That she was first a wife to a loveable handsome man and, 
inhumanly infatuated with a magnificently adorable animal, ran a close 
second!  But more profound than either, was the stimulating sensuality 
the captivating sight of the huge dog and her own girlfriend's forbidden 
lovemaking was involuntarily stroking in her sensually roused loins and 
belly!  Barbara was stunningly beautiful in her white nakedness ... and 
her unhidden passion as effective as her frank use of four-letter words!  
She was no camouflaging fraud ... she was beautifully for real, Karen 
knew, because her dark, onyx-eyes had found her and momentarily settled 
upon her there in the doorway ... but she'd never stopped!  Love and sex 
were obviously thicker than pretension to Barbara, and at that moment, 
Karen understood her new girlfriend's feelings ...!
     Maybe she was losing her mind, but at such a time what did a girl 
do?  Barbara salaciously thought this as she tongued and licked Satyr's 
throbbing cock in her mouth, not even the sight of her next door 
neighbor standing open eyed in the doorway preventing her race toward 
her wild climatic fulfillment.  She could hardly concentrate in her 
insane drive, but she did see her young, blonde neighbor moving toward 
her, an open-mouthed expression of sensual excitement causing her 
beautiful face to slacken!  And ... and then, Karen was undressing ... 
stripping her clothes away with utter abandon until she was gorgeously 
naked and crawling onto the bed behind Satyr!  Barbara watched her 
snuggle up tightly against her lover's furry back and put her arm 
possessively around him!  It was almost as if the dog knew who it was 
without looking, for he never stopped his delectable licking of her 
hotly sizzling cunt!
     And then, Barbara heard the loving brute's guttural snarl, at the 
same moment as his flanks began to furiously hump to drive his cock down 
her throat!  But there was more ... her girlfriend Karen's finger which 
she passionately discerned probing at the tiny, tightly puckered mouth 
of her upraised rectum!  It gently, knowingly wiggled and wormed, until 
like a slender cock, it was sliding eagerly up into her nakedly exposed 
nether channel, moving around in the delicate swirling little motions a 
woman loves, and triggering fantastic sensations inside her!  She moaned 
out around Satyr's throat-plunging cock, sucking until it began to spasm 
and jerk crazily up inside her mouth ... then ... then, it spewed out 
its scalding liquid cum from deep down in the well of his sperm-inflated 
balls!
     At that moment, Barbara was enlightened!  The stream of viscidly 
burning sperm was like an unceasing hose, filling her sucking, 
desperately working mouth before she could swallow it away!  Time and 
again, as if his bladder had opened and he were pissing down her throat, 
the climaxing German shepherd continued to cum, the lust-charging 
realization firing her own wildly bursting orgasm like some never before 
reached cataclysm of pure sensual bliss!
     And finally, his sperm-drained cock was slipping wetly out of her 
cum-flooded mouth and he was moving up and away, with only her girl 
friend Karen's finger still thrust deeply up inside her tightly clinging 
rectal walls ... and at last, with a slow, moistly sucking withdrawal 
from between her widespread buttock cheeks, not even that remained up 
inside her ...!



                                Chapter 7

     Satyr had not been pleased to see his mistress, Karen.  She had 
come to take him back to the rope, he felt certain, punish him for 
running away, and he did not intend for that to happen.  He had leaped 
down from the huge bed and chosen a corner of the room from where he 
could watch her as well as the pretty Barbara who had just brought him a 
new form of pleasure.  His throbbing loins and flanks still quivered 
from the wild force of his animal ejaculation up into her warm, wet 
mouth which had pulled and drew at his maleness like a warm, hairless 
vagina itself.  He would have done it again had his mistress not come to 
take him away ... but she had and that angrily irritated him.
     The big German shepherd keenly surveyed them laying on the bed in 
their white nakedness just as he had left them, unmoving and soundless 
except for the pretty Barbara's heavy breathing.  Then, he thought he 
detected a little sob come from his golden haired mistress, and as he 
watched he saw her lovely curved body shudder ...!
     Barbara, too, heard it and raised to her elbow, looking down toward 
the other's partially hand-hidden face which was still directly opposite 
her own thighs and loins.  A tremor of unburned sensuality rippled 
through her belly at the lewd proximity of their faces to each other's 
still nakedly trembling pussies.  She gaped at her stunningly beautiful 
young neighbor's whitely flared hips, her rounded, thrusting breasts 
with their tiny, hardened pink nipples, the slenderness of her dipping 
waist, but mostly the nearly concealed pouting lips of her pink slitted 
cunt in its enwreathing triangle of blondish, silken-like curls!  God, 
and those flawless legs ... those breathtaking thighs ...!  And she'd 
shoved her eager finger right up Barbara's asshole when she'd cum!  
Something bordering on flustration was tormenting her gorgeous young 
neighbor for she was sniveling all right, and maybe that wasn't so bad 
either ... if Barbara played her cards with skill ...!
     "Wh-What do you want me to say, Honey?" the still trembling 
brunette spoke softly, raising herself more to reach down and run her 
hand caressingly through the other's blonde tresses.  "That I'm sorry?  
Because, I'm not, Darling ... and that would make me a bald-faced liar."
     "Oh ... oh, Barb ..." was all that Karen could manage at the 
moment, the mixture of sensations racing through her very much aroused 
belly and loins completely befuddling her.  She realized that the 
ravishing, dark eyed girl who lay in enticing nakedness on the huge bed 
with her could never understand, for not even she, herself, could 
untangle the maze of emotions confounding her.  The sight of them ... 
Barbara sucking her Satyr's hardened, big cock, swallowing his hotly 
gushing sperm right down into her belly, while he lovingly laid there 
licking her pussy, had triggered something next to frantic lust inside 
her passionately aroused mind!
     She had blindly thrown herself into their love making, jealously 
wanting to be part of it, the sudden urge to make both of them happy 
uncontrollable as she'd hugged the handsome animal tightly against her 
and obscenely thrust her finger up into the smooth soft depths of her 
girl friend, Barbara's hotly spasming little anal hole!  God, she'd 
never done anything like that before in her life ...!  But now, it was 
plain to see that Satyr wanted nothing more to do with her ... the way 
he'd squirmed out of her embrace and ran from her ...!
     "I-I think it's fair to say that at first, Satyr seduced me, Baby," 
Barbara's throaty voice went on, her soft hand still gently stroking 
Karen's head.  "But I'll have to admit that I soon took the initiative.  
I couldn't resist, Karen ... can you understand that?"
     God yes!  She could well understand it, Karen reasoned, lowering 
her hands from her face to look up into her friend's sparkling eyes in 
an attempt to convey her feelings.  She swallowed tightly and nodded.  
"I-I know, Barbara ... believe me, I do ...!"
     "It's happened to you, hasn't it, Love?" Barbara whisperingly 
probed, her brain beginning to race with excitement.  "Yesterday ... in 
the bathroom ...?"
     Again, Karen swallowed, feeling the blood flowing hotly into her 
cheeks.  Denial hung on the tip of her tongue, but instead, she said: 
"Yes ... what he was doing to you, but ..."
     "You mean, licking my pussy?" Barbara interrupted, lewdly 
interjecting the graphic description with purpose and watching the 
younger, naked girl shyly admit to it in a second nod of her lovely 
head.  The raven-haired wife glanced over at the watching, sprawled 
animal and smiled.  "He's a real seductive lover all right ..." then, 
flashing her eyes back to Karen, she added: "Have you sucked him yet?"
     The obscene meaning and sound of the question was enough alone to 
erotically shock Karen's sensitized nakedness, without the added caress 
of her stunning new friend's soft hand suddenly stroking over her 
sensuous breast!  For a long moment, the fever-filled younger wife had 
no voice, resorting once more to head gestures, Barbara's stroking hand 
brushing over the hardened, tingling nipple of her breast maddeningly 
exciting her.
     "Damn, Honey, he's delectable!" Barbara exclaimed with a little 
shiver.  "As good and better than most men, I've had ... But maybe ... 
tell me, Baby ... have you ever sucked a man's penis ... your husband, 
Steve's perhaps?"
     "N-No ... never!" Karen hissed, but God knows she'd thought about 
it enough, the idea never failing to excite her desirous mind!  Oh ... 
why was it their love making had never reached that beautiful, heated 
intensity ...?
     "Well ... you've just about missed the boat entirely, haven't you, 
Hon?" Barbara sympathetically intoned in her soft, throaty voice.  "In 
that case, I can pretty well imagine the rest," she went on, caressing 
the luscious warmth the resilient mound of Karen's full breast sent 
tingling through her cupping hand to her never unpassionate brain.  "Too 
often, a good fucking for him but ending in no cum for Karen ... and 
probably never getting your pussy kissed or tongued ... right?  Am I 
unveiling the awful truth, Karen baby?  Am I ...?"
     "Oh damn ... yes, yes you are!  The awful truth of ... of a 
marriage that was terribly close to floundering, I think ... if it 
hadn't been for Satyr!" Karen breathfully revealed, the sensations 
racing through her exposed curved body from Barbara's lovingly stroking 
hand rapidly strengthening the warm confidence she'd had in her new 
friend from the first.  She was such a beautiful girl, and she 
understood ... everything!
     "Would you believe that Don and I went through the very same, 
identical chaos, Doll?" Barbara lied with divulging whispers, satisfied 
that the end justified the means.  Gently, with plucking thumb and 
forefinger, she nipped, rolled, and grazed the erogenous, tiny hardened 
nipple of her breathtaking neighbor's rising and falling breast as she 
went on.  "But we found the answer before the shoals grew so dangerous 
that they were bound to wreck the ship ... and both you and Steve can 
too, Darling ... You see this big round bed we're on?  Well, I designed 
it ... and believe it or not, as many as eight couples can romp 
comfortably on it at one time!"
     Karen felt her brow wrinkling with the obscure meaning in the onyx-
eyed girl's statement.  Eight couples?  Romp comfortably ...?  Wh-What 
was she getting at, anyway?  "I-I don't understand, Barbara ...?"
     Enough for the first dose, the voluptuous brunette cautiously 
decided as she tenderly stroked and kneaded the enticing mound of naked 
white flesh.  But her now inquisitive blonde neighbor with the 
enchanting curvaceous body wanted more for an answer, her sky blue eyes 
eagerly searching Barbara's.
     "What do you mean ... eight couples ... romp comfortably?" Karen 
pressed, the other's words somehow adding to the sensual emotions razing 
her.
     "Well ... there's a group of us," Barbara slowly replied, watching 
Karen's face carefully as she again gentled the truth, "and when things 
get too dull in bed at home alone, we get together for a private party.  
No exaggeration, Baby, it does tremendous things for your love life ..."
     "You mean, all of the couples do it ... make love in front of each 
other?" Karen gasped in roused disbelief.
     "Why not, Love?  We're all married and it's legitimate!" Barbara 
exclaimed with a smile, very willing to let it rest there at this point.  
The lovely young doll wasn't quite ready to hear the word 'swap' yet!  
But there was no denying the added stimulation she was enjoying at the 
idea, either!  "Can't you imagine what it might do for your Steve, or 
you, to lie there and watch another young married couple fuck and suck, 
or whatever they like to do to make one another happy?  Can't you, Angel 
...?"
     "God!" Karen choked, because she could imagine it, and her mental 
pictures were intensively firing her belly and loins!  She had only to 
remember the sight of Barbara and Satyr when she'd entered the room to 
realize the erotic delights such a sensuously stimulating circus could 
be!  But Steve, he'd swear she was depraved if she ever suggested such a 
thing ...!
     "And don't worry what Steve's reactions would be to such a party, 
Love." Barbara said, as if she were reading her mind.  "Husbands might 
put on a big front in the beginning, but they're notorious for liking to 
see their wives get fucked by other guys.  Remember your ancient history 
... Greece, Rome ...?  It's simply that they have to acclimate to the 
idea of their own wives being the women in the orgy instead of a flock 
of whores.  Believe me, Karen, I know," the raven haired girl assured 
while her hand lovingly massaged the other's swollen full breast with 
intoxicating caresses.  "Anyway, if you think you'd like to try a 
session, Don will talk to Steve, and your loving husband will never know 
we've discussed it ... or planned it."
     "Oh, Barb ... I don't know ... I-I'm so damned keyed up right now, 
I might say anything!" Karen truthfully exclaimed.
     "You're hot, sexy, your pussy needs loving ... that's your 
immediate problem, girl," Barbara whispered, wildly excited with the way 
it was all shaping up.  "And there's many kinds of love that're 
intoxicatingly satisfying," she added, brushing her hand down over 
Karen's softly quivering belly toward the delight of her pink, golden 
fringed little cunt mouth.  She wasn't surprised when the younger girl 
moaned softly and voluntarily opened her legs to her, nor when Barbara 
lowered her head back down to see and feel the hot wetness which had 
seeped from between the tremoring Karen's pussy lips to saturate her 
soft, slightly spread inner thighs.
     "I-I know ...!" Karen breathlessly gasped at the delicious feel of 
Barbara's fingers suddenly contacting, then playing in the intimate, 
fluid flesh of her hungrily simmering cunt!  God, she was ... actually 
stroking and finger fucking her!  Oooohhhhh ... it felt heavenly, so 
certain and knowing as a finger tip shadowingly brushed over the tip of 
her tiny, excitedly pulsating clitoris!
     "How do you know, Baby?" the naked, voluptuous Barbara immediately 
prodded, wanting to drain every innermost secret from her goddess bodied 
friend while she had her in this state of mind.  Her avid eyes feasted 
on the lust-provoked spectacle between the blonde young housewife's 
eagerly spread thighs as she waited for the answer, and when it came it 
was as potent as summer lightening charging her own insatiable loins!
     "Because ... because Satyr ... the darling f-fucked me last night!" 
she hesitantly admitted.
     Barbara sat upright, her dark eyes widening in uncontrollable 
fascination.  "He ... he fucked you?"
     "Yes ... yes, oh yes!  He fucked me like I've never been fucked 
before, even by my own husband, Barbara!  Like I've never ever been 
fucked before!"
     "Dammmmnnnn!" the raven haired girl gasped, flashing her fire-
filled eyes onto the big German shepherd who still lay watching from his 
chosen corner.  She hadn't visualized the possibilities of that!  The 
tongue, yes, but that massive cock sliding up into her pussy with all 
its hungry animal swirling had never dawned on her!  "That ... That Aunt 
Janie of yours ... she must really know what it's all about, Baby!"
     "I-I think she probably does!"
     "She must have taught him!"
     "Or bought him this way!"
     "Damn, if you can buy them, I want one!" Barbara exclaimed.
     "I want him ... Satyr, my sweet and handsome lover!" Karen heard 
her own admittance.  "B-but ... he doesn't want me.  He's angry because 
I tied him up ... because I wanted to keep him for myself, away from the 
rest of these lecherous neighborhood bitches!"
     "Dogs?" Barbara queried in surprise.
     "Wives!  Wives, Barbara!  He's been screwing them all!" Karen 
whimperingly answered.  "And now, he's angry at me ...!"
     Wildly, Barbara ate the huge animal up with her rapacious eyes, 
searing sensations of new lust charging pelf melt through her!  To have 
that huge animal cock fucking into her ... from behind, yes, from behind 
like she, too, was just another kneeling animal!  She looked down at the 
erotically incited girl laying in her naked, opposite position before 
her, and said: "We're going to lure him back, Baby!  Step by step ... 
and the first step is to let him fuck me like he did you, while I lick 
your pussy until you flip!  Does that sound like something ... or would 
you rather take your dog and go home ...?"
     "Oh ... ooooohhhh, Barbbbb ... do it ... do it for meeee, 
pleeasssseeeeee ...?"

                             *     *     *

     Don tipped the hostess after she'd seated them, the unnecessary 
gratuity irking Steve.  He intended to mention it, but the immediate 
appearance of the waitress killed the intention.  She was young, 
shapely, and attractive faced.  Don immediately registered with her, 
wise cracking, smiles exchanging between them.  Steve smiled too, but no 
one seemed to notice.  Martinis were set before them in what seemed 
minutes by the smiling girl, and Steve felt certain he heard the soft 
sexy sound of patting flesh against naked flesh when she put Don's drink 
in front of him.  He was leaning back with his arm out and encircling 
her just right!  Christ!  The arrogant bastard!  He had a way with them, 
didn't he ...?
     "I wasn't crappin' you, Steve," his broad shouldered, athletic 
neighbor said, leaning forward with forearms onto the table.  It was too 
dark in there for Steve to really see his face.  The place was set up 
for noon seductions, it seemed to the young insurance salesman.  What 
the hell, he hardly belonged in this environment ... "I could use a man 
like you in the office, Steve.  I need someone with a lot of gusto to 
take over under me.  Been looking for some time, but you know how that 
is.  Good men don't happen along everyday."
     "Well, you make it sound inviting enough, fella ... except I know 
from nothing about real estate," Steve answered, sipping from his 
cocktail.
     "Admitted.  But like I say, no problem, man!" Don responded, 
sampling his drink.  "A little schooling of the intricacies and a 
license is all you need.  The latter I can get for you with no problem.  
I know the boy up there, eh?  Don't worry about an exam or cramming a 
lot of bullshit to pass it.  That malarkey doesn't matter anyway.  You 
want to come over with me, and I sure can use you, we'll do it in one 
day ... your present income guaranteed.  Can I say more?"
     Steve studied his smiling face.  Goddamn, it was a tremendous 
offer, he had to admit that ... but after all the time he'd spent on 
insurance?  He had his renewals, which he'd lose, and besides that, the 
frigging office was seeming to depend more on him everyday to bring in 
the bacon with all the new guys they were hiring.  The secretary's 
Shelly's tits, wouldn't be there to look at anymore, either.
     "You haven't answered, man?"
     Steve smiled.  "Momentous decisions aren't made on the spur of the 
moment," he said, pleased with his modulated voice.
     "Well done!  Well done, neighbor!" Don laughed, raising his glass.  
"A belated cheers, eh?"
     "Cheers," Steve replied, feeling quite adept, regardless of his 
obviously successful new friend's worldly mein.  He, himself, wasn't 
exactly a drone ... though he more and more felt that way when it came 
to Karen!  But this was no time to think about that ... his love life, 
though it was difficult to keep out of his mind.  Daily, things were 
growing worse instead of better ... but this was no time ...
     "Barb and Karen, they seem to hit it off real well, Steve," Don 
said, nibbling at his olive.  "I noticed the other night at dinner, the 
two of them speak the same language.  And that's good ... all the better 
if you make up your mind to help me run a business that's growing in 
leaps and bounds.  I'll lay it on you, Steve, if you've got some cash, 
not much, to drop on some land.  It'll double in less than two years!  
No crap!  And those gems come my way everyday!"
     Steve drained his martini, pulling the olive from its prong to 
relish.  He had some money, considerable in fact, with what Karen's 
grandad had left her.  They could make a sizeable investment if 
necessary, but insurance had really helped to make that possible.  Did 
he want to ... could he turn his back on it ...?
     "Two more, Baby!" Don grinned at the attractive waitress.
     "I'm insurance oriented," Steve said, dropping his head and 
speaking truth.
     "Of course you are!  We're all shaped in the frame of our school, 
man!" Don said, lighting a cigarette.  He held the case of them forward 
and Steve refused; he'd never taken up the habit.  "Bart Wesson, he 
dragged along in med school for three years before coming with me!  Lou 
Graff, was a set up architect and doing all right for himself before he 
decided to join the circle!  These guys have all got it, Steve, but they 
can see where the loot lies, eh?  Come on, get with it, man!"
     The waitress returned with her serving and Steve picked his up 
right away.  There was something about martinis at noon ... anytime, 
really, that set him off.  He sipped deeply and smiled at his host.  He 
said: "Give me twenty minutes, or so, to think about it will you, 
friend?"
     Don laughed.  "Just about," he said.  "A man of your caliber 
doesn't need much more."
     "Ooooohhhh ... wow!  Do I detect a snow job?" Steve parried.  "You 
remind me of my wife the night I took her to the last prom we attended 
..."
     "Well, there can't be anything wrong with that ... not with Karen," 
Don cut in, smiling all the way.
     Steve grinned.  Anything that praised Karen naturally pleased him.  
Christ, he loved that girl ... if only he could figure some way to crank 
her up.  She was always passionate enough at the kickoff ... "Sorry, 
Don, I missed that.  What was it you said ...?"
     "I asked if you and Karen were coming to our pool party, Friday 
night?"
     "I don't know ... this's the first I'd heard about it," Steve 
replied.
     "Oh ...?  Karen hasn't mentioned it?" the other questioned in 
surprise.  "Barb asked her yesterday morning, I think it was, and she 
said she'd talk it over with you."
     "She must've forgotten.  I didn't get home until late last night, 
and I had to rush this morning," Steve Smith allowed.  "But I don't see 
why we can't make it."
     "Should be a pretty good show," Don said.  "I've invited some hip 
couples," he dropped his voice and leaned forward.  "And I've got some 
real groovy stag movies to liven things up when they get droll!"
     "Y-You mean, the real thing, Don?" Steve pressed, the idea of 
watching dirty movies with Karen and the other wives around giving him 
an odd feeling.
     "I mean the juicy, sweet pussy, suck and fuck flicks, man!" his 
good-looking neighbor lewdly answered.  "The kind that'll make Karen 
grab you right by the cock and lead you to the nearest bed!"
     The last remark seemed hardly called for, Steve thought, sensing a 
hot flush to the back of his neck with the other's casual use of Karen's 
name and what he'd implied.  Yet, at the same time, it occurred to him 
that a stimulant such as a good stag movie might be just the secret 
needed to fire her right up with him.  All the same, he wasn't sure that 
he liked Don's ...
     "And you might give this a thought, too, buddy, especially if you 
decide to stay in the insurance racket," Don said, interrupting Steve's 
private rancor.  "The hip couples I mentioned who'll be there are all 
the young people and well off financially.  I mean, like prospects to 
help you crack that 'million-dollar insurance sales club', eh."
     Steve forgot about his resentment; the athletic man across the 
table from him had just spurred his interest to no end.  He drained his 
martini, picked up his ears and listened while Don named them off.  He 
knew all of them by sight and had met a few formally, but he'd never 
given too much thought to the fact Don was quick to point out.
     "You talk about a gathering of sweet gems!  Man, there isn't a wife 
amongst them who couldn't make front row center in any chorus line.  
Dolls, every one!" He turned then, signaling the waitress for another 
pair of martinis, while Steve worked at fathoming the reason for his 
last remark.
     "Just what ... what do you mean, Don, by hip couples?" Steve 
questioned on second thought.  It was the very line the young realtor 
had been waiting for, wondering why it hadn't come before.  He swallowed 
from his cocktail, letting his eyes search his friend's.  "Now come on, 
Steve boy, you're familiar with the term, aren't you?"
     "To some extent," the slender, younger husband answered, feeling 
the gin glowing warmly in his belly and sensing something of a sexual 
nature about to ease into their conversation.  "I mean, how are they hip 
... or what're they hip to, music, fast cars ... sex maybe ...?"
     Don broke into a slow grin.  "A little bit of everything, Steve boy 
... but lean closer and I'll tell you a story." Steve did, trying not to 
give away the rousing interest already built-up inside him.  He drank 
half of his martini and waited for the other's lowered voice to begin.  
"We've got a nice tight little circle of chosen couples, all good 
friends who're ready to help each other out in any kind of an emergency, 
financial or whatever.  Like I said before, they're all beautiful 
people, intellectually as well as physically.  Are you with me?"
     "I'm following," Steve answered.
     "Well, to make a long story short, one of the couples hit one of 
these emergencies.  Their sex life was for shit and they were about 
ready to head for the divorce court.  But they were sensible, modern 
young people and one night at a party they laid their problem out before 
all of us.  We kicked it around amongst the whole group, until come to 
find out, several of the other couples were having similar problems.  
Ideas flowed like wine ... you know, ways to spike up their performances 
together, like sucking and cunt licking, a little sodomy now and then.  
And then, suddenly, one of the wives came up with the most brilliant of 
all suggestions ... swap partners for a night!"
     "Jesus Christ!" Steve blurted, the gin fuzzing his brain to the 
mellow point, sending a charge of excitement to his groin.  "What 
happened?"
     "To put it mildly old buddy, the divorce court was foiled," Don 
replied with a smug grin.  He was stretching some points, gentling 
others, but essentially, he was telling his neighbor the truth.  "That 
was two years ago, right after Barb and I were married, and I can tell 
you truthfully that gone are the days of sexual boredom!"
     "W-What you're saying is ... that this is a wife swapping group ... 
right?" Steve managed, dry mouthed, but determined to get the facts 
straight.
     "It is that and then some, Steve boy.  We all do our share and see 
to it that every couple is sound financially, with all of the luxuries 
necessary to make life worth living ..."
     "Christ, I can't believe it!" Steve said, dumbfoundedly shaking his 
head.  "I can just see Karen buying a deal like that!  Besides calling 
me a pervert, she'd probably have me arrested for indecent suggestions!"
     He gaped at the face opposite him.  "And Barbara ... she swings, 
too ...?"
     Don laughed, as if the question were ridiculous.  "Of course ... we 
both do, man!  That's what makes our marriage solid!"
     "And you don't ... don't get jealous?"
     "Hell no, Steve!  That's childish ... kid stuff.  Besides, how can 
you get green eyes when you're laying some sweet ass yourself ...?"
     "Jesus Christ ...!" Steve Smith gasped under his breath, still 
shaking his head as he lifted his glass and drained it.  "I-I just can't 
believe it, is all ...!"

                             *     *     *

     Satyr had not moved from his commanding position on the floor of 
the bedroom corner.  Though his irritation with the golden haired Karen 
still rankled strongly inside him, along with his dread of her trying to 
take him back to the rope, his trained interests had been aroused by the 
increased heavy breathing of the two nakedly writhing girls on the big, 
circular bed.  They still lay on their sides as he had left them, except 
closer to each other now, and his mistress had spread her legs, the top 
one raised and bent with her foot on the bed.  He could see her white, 
beautifully rounded hips facing him, and as well, her blonde, hair-
fringed vaginal slit wet with moisture as the beautiful next door 
woman's fingers played teasingly around up inside it.  Then, he saw 
Barbara's face through the arch Karen's bent leg made ... saw it 
lowering closer to his golden haired mistress' wetly shining pussy 
crevice.  His animal eyes widened and he watched in mounting fascination 
...
     She'd tongued pussy ever since she could remember, Barbara 
sensually thought as she lowered her face toward the enticing, blonde 
ringlets adorning Karen's softly flushed cunt lips, but she could never 
recall any she more eagerly wanted to taste and love!  She let her eyes 
glut on the narrow ribbon of pink, moistened flesh between them, resting 
her cheek onto the hot, soft flesh of her younger neighbor's satin 
smooth inner thigh, close enough for her lips and nose to be tickled by 
the wispy, silken hair curling softly up between them.
     God!  What a tempting sight!  She could even see the flustrated 
girl's tiny, puckered anal hole, pinkish and occasionally spasming in 
her passionate excitement.  Yes, she needed loving all right, but no 
more than little Barbara was going to want it in damned few minutes!  
Satyr's big thick cock, thrusting up her vagina, she remembered ... what 
a heavenly obscene thought ... and this tight young cunt of her next 
door neighbor right next to her mouth had already experienced that!  
Damn ... what a way to spend an afternoon ...!
     The utterly salacious sensations charging Karen's naked body were 
totally foreign to her!  Her belly seethed and her cunt was aflame with 
lustful desire!  Oh, this beautiful girl ... this wonderful, curvaceous 
darling!  She was going to lick the raging need from her pussy!  And 
they would share Satyr from now on ... keep him ... his loving ... a 
secret between them ...!  Oh ... she'd never had her susceptible pussy 
tongue-loved by any person, let alone another girl!  Lesbianism!  Yes, 
that's what it was ... contrary to everything she'd ever been taught and 
known ... but she wanted it!  Oh, yes ... yes!
     The impassioned blonde wife extended her head forward to see what 
she could, her eyes suddenly filled with the intoxicating spectacle of 
Barbara's ravenish, hair enshadowed loins between her lovely full 
thighs, the thin, curl-fringed lips of her wetly glistening pussy not 
inches away!  She could see the seeping moisture that dampened the pink, 
erotic flesh between them, a burning sensation of craving wildly soaring 
through her!  But ... but first, she must see ... watch with her own 
eyes what Barbara was about to do to her down between her thighs ... and 
she did!
     The lust-driven young housewife gaped at her neighbor's lovely face 
moving closer toward the exposed, expectantly waiting little pussy hole 
up between her legs!  Then ... then!  Yes!  She was nearly overcome with 
incredible, erotic emotions and physical tremors that rippled through 
and over her nakedly vibrant young body!  She first felt tender kisses 
along the soft flesh of her supple, inner thighs, sensed the warm puffs 
of breath ... and then, the magic wet contact of Barbara's little tongue 
licking the cleft of her pussy-lips and exposed cuntal flesh as if 
lingually advising her of what was to come!  She licked in long, 
brushing strokes, from the bottom of her vaginal crevice to the top, not 
entering, but impelling Karen to thrust her loins forward with each 
tantalizing up-lick of tongue against her sensitive cunt lips!
     Karen felt her clitoris quivering in its tiny erectness and knew 
that it was peeking out from its thinly spread lips, enravished with the 
first gentle stab of ecstatic bliss as the delicate pink tongue grazed 
it.  She expelled her breath with a hissing sound, tossing her head from 
side to side in rising passion as Barbara eased her tongue inside the 
moistened crevice to draw it upward from her vaginal mouth toward the 
fire spasming bud of her clitoris!
     Karen's gasping lips began to uncontrollably mumble out incoherent 
little mewls of pleasure.  Then, she held her breath, at last, exhaling 
sharply at the delicious contacts, new delights flooding her with every 
passing second ...!
     Barbara, whose own feverish loins were alive with impish tongues of 
lustful flame, hungrily pressed her tongue moistened lips closer, 
separating the fleshy outer folds of Karen's wet, down-fringed cunt with 
them.  Immediately, her mouth became an omnivorous ravisher, open and 
hot, nothing but tongue invading the smoldering, liquid flesh beneath 
it.  Ardently, her eager tongue lashed at the tiny, erect clitoris ... 
tongue ... tongue ... frantic tongue everywhere in the gasping Karen's 
hotly writhing pussy!  Lurid, wetly sluicing oral sounds from the hotly 
flowing vaginal secretions mixed with Barbara's own saliva filled the 
bedroom!
     Karen moaned and squirmed to the rapturous mouthing of her burning 
cunt, ripples of fantastic sensation spasmodically twitching her smooth, 
curved body.  She began to pant explosively, spreading her legs open as 
wide as possible and thrusting her steaming loins lewdly forward to 
bring the magic tongue tighter into her wide splayed cuntal mouth!  She 
heard Barbara's slaving gasps, as if she were sucking air in short 
surges, never breaking the fervent contact of her beautiful tongue and 
lips!  Even her little nose was buried ... immersed in the wet, fluid 
flesh, and it was that last lascivious realization which triggered the 
last maddening pressure in Karen's convulsing soft belly and screaming 
loins!
     "Oooohhhhh ... oooohhhhhh, Barrrbbb!  I'm ... I'm 
ccuuummmmmiiinnnnggggg ...!"
     Her voice trailed off in a choking whine of sob and sigh, then 
broke out once more in a thin, high-pitched wail.  Ecstasy deluged her 
naked, spasming body, intensive sensations sweeping through her inflamed 
loins like a prairie fire.  She writhed in the throes of sweet agony, 
jerked and tremored, but never broke with the open, sucking mouth glued 
to her climaxing cunt!  And the flicking, pleasureful tongue continued 
to play over her tiny, frenetic clitoris, sending waves of electric like 
delights through her to the bliss swooning brain in her head, her still 
hungrily licking neighbor refusing to stop and end it ...!



                                Chapter 8

     Steve Smith knew that he wasn't feeling any pain, but hell, he was 
a long ways from being drunk.  All the same, the goddamned revelation 
Don Keller had unloaded on him had whipped his appetite away, and he 
could only pick at his steak and french fries while his host ate 
heartily.  Steve'd ordered another martini with his lunch and now he 
sipped at that as Don said:
     "Hey aren't you going to eat, guy?  Great steak ... just the thing 
to put gusto in the loins!"
     "Christ, I thought I was hungry.  I guess the martinis killed it," 
he said, unable to keep his mind off the thought of Barbara Keller being 
a swinger ... fucking other men!  Don's hopping from bed to bed didn't 
come as any shock to him, but Barbara ...!  Shit, no wonder she'd opened 
her legs and shown him her cunt under her skirt the other night at their 
dinner party!  Now, it was all making sense ... or was it ...?
     "That's unusual," the good-looking face across the table said to 
him.  "Martinis generally spark the appetite ... they do for me, anyway.  
You sure you feel okay, Steve ...?"
     "Yeah, sure, I'm fine," the younger husband managed with a numbing 
grin.  "Hell, if you want to know the truth, it was that load of 
dynamite about the party you tossed me a few minutes ago that staggered 
me.  I still can't believe it!"
     Don softly chuckled, laying down his knife and fork as he watched 
his martinied luncheon guest, confident that everything was going just 
as he'd planned.  He thought of young Karen Smith's luscious, rounded 
ass and what it was going to be like worming his big cock into the hot, 
wet pussy hole up between her beautiful legs for the first time.  Then, 
he said: "Nothing fantastic about it, Steve.  These days, the swap is 
the 'in' thing.  I know with Barb, she'd go bananas if she thought she 
had to put up with a steady diet of me in the sack."
     "Christ ...!" Steve blurted for the dozenth time.  "Y-You really 
mean it, too!  I can see it in your face ...!"
     "Hell yes, man!  Of course I mean it!  Come to the pool party 
Friday night and see for yourself.  And don't worry, no one's going to 
try and talk you into anything.  But if you want to join the circle, 
you'll be welcomed ..."
     "Y-You mean ... Barb would go to bed with me ... if I asked her ... 
and you wouldn't get sore?" Steve finally asked the question foremost in 
his mind for the past thirty minutes.
     "Hell yes, she'd love to let you fuck her, man!  Talks about it all 
the time ... and don't worry about me getting uptight.  Like I told you, 
that's kid stuff ..."
     "S-She talks about going to bed with me ... all the time?" Steve 
Smith questioned in a thickening, incredulous voice.
     "Like you were the great white hope ... but look, don't just take 
my word for it.  Tell you what, let's go out to the house and you can 
hear it from her own sexy lips!  What do you say ...?"
     Steve groaned out a baker's dozen of blurted 'Christs'!  It was 
crazy ... absolutely unbelievable ... but he had to know for sure!  
Imagine, their gorgeous next door neighbor, Barb Keller wanting him to 
fuck her ... and damn, how he wanted to!  But Karen ... shit, she'd 
never go along with it ... just wasn't made that way!  Too much of a 
frigging prude if he wanted to get right down to the bare fact ...!
     "Well, man ...?" Don pressed.
     Steve pushed back from the table.  "Lead on, neighbor!" he 
drunkenly answered.  "I'm right behind you ...!"

                             *     *     *

     Barbara's lustfully fanned desire had reached a familiar boil in 
her naked little belly and insatiable loins.  She felt her skilled 
vaginal muscles hotly clutching and releasing of their own volition in 
the craving depths of her wetly seeping cuntal sheath, sensing the warm 
dampness saturating the throbbing area between her legs.  Still, she 
wasn't ready to give up the obscene delight which her younger neighbor's 
delicious, moist cunt was bringing her, and as she thrust her tongue 
deeply up into Karen's now hungrily grasping pussy hole, she slowly 
arose to her knees, spreading them to climb upside down over the blonde 
young neighbor girl's exquisitely curved nakedness.
     Barbara heard the other's whimper beneath her as she positioned 
herself so that her exposed cunt and widespread buttocks were directly 
over Karen's face in the lewdly familiar '69' stance.  Temporarily, the 
dark-haired woman was contented to wait and see, which she did as she 
unceasingly continued to tongue fuck the blonde beauty's feverishly 
flooded cuntal flesh ...!
     To Karen, the sensual display of Barbara's dark, curl-lined cunt 
lips moistly offered to her a tongue's length away was a wildly exciting 
sight.  She knew what was expected of her and what she wanted to do, but 
she was still drawing shuddering breaths, no longer certain whether she 
had cum or was cumming; she had climaxed so many times.  Earth trembling 
sensations spiraled constantly through her pleasure racked body until 
they became a continuous flow without interruption, sapping the very 
strength from her erotically tremoring curves!  Her heart pounded in her 
chest, her mind seeming to float on a cloud of fluffy white bliss, 
nothing else in the world mattering ...!
     The huge German shepherd, Satyr, had watched the naked white bodies 
squirmingly melt together on the bed with mounting interest.  His 
trained animal instincts made him keenly aware of what they were doing 
and the bodily sensations that came of it, but his fury and mistrust of 
his new mistress had held him from joining them.  Now, as he saw the 
pretty Barbara crawl up on hands and knees over the golden-haired Karen, 
her face buried between his mistress' widely yawning legs, his eyes 
leveled on the dark haired girl's smoothly rounded upraised buttocks.  
It was almost as if their nakedly spread beauty were calling out his 
name.  The scent of the hot liquid heat growing between the thighs of 
both the naked young housewives suddenly filled his nostrils to stir new 
life in his always eager loins as he arose to his feet and moved 
pantingly toward the bed ...
     Both girls felt the weight of his presence interrupting their lurid 
entrancement, but only Karen saw his handsome, loving animal face above 
her own!  His long nose moved in close to sniff at Barbara's moistly 
exposed sexual genitals, its black, wet tip actually touching her dark 
haired neighbor's tiny puckered anal lips!
     "Ooooooh God ... is that who I think it is?" Barbara gasped, her 
mouth breaking contact with Karen's wetly raging pussy for the first 
time since she'd begun to tongue her, the brief let up allowing the 
younger wife to draw a slow, long needed breath.
     "I-It's Satyr ... his nose!" Karen partially gasped, her heart 
filling immediately at the sight of him.  "Was it cold ...?"
     "Like an ice cube!" Barbara exclaimed with a small passionate 
shudder that Karen felt and understood.  "H-He's sniffing my asshole ... 
isn't he ...?"
     "Y-Yes!" Karen replied, feeling her excitement lewdly mounting at 
the absolutely spectacular view she was going to have from beneath, of 
the dog's cock fucking up into her girlfriend's wetly waiting vaginal 
slit.  "I think ... he intends to ... to fuck you, Darling.  T-That's 
the way he begins ... by smelling and licking between yours legs, then 
...!"
     Karen never got it out of her mouth before Barbara felt his long, 
thick tongue once again snaking wetly up into her seethingly fired 
loins!  She trembled beneath its washing heat laving between the 
widespread cheeks of her nakedly upraised buttocks, then engulfing and 
splaying open the fluid flesh of her erotically fired pussy!  It teased 
with hotly curling flicks down over the palpitating bud of her tiny 
clitoris, wildly increasing the intensity of her lustful desire!
     "Ohhhhh God ... reach up and guide his cock into me, Karen!" 
Barbara lewdly cried back.  "I've got to have it ... got tooooo ...!"
     Karen tilted her head backward to see if it was yet in sight.  It 
wasn't, and lovingly she reached back and up to gently grasp its fleshy 
sheath with her fingertips, feeling the thickening hardness growing 
excitedly inside it!  While she began to coo, the soft sounds she 
thought pleased him, she tenderly massaged his heavy animal cock, 
eagerly watching for the first peeking out of its sleek scarlet beauty!
     "Oh lover, don't be angry with Karen," she whispered up at him.  
"She loves you ... and she'll never try to tie you up again!  Please, 
Baby ... come down and give me a kiss ...!
     But he didn't.  Instead, his cone-shaped rod of hardness suddenly 
emerged from its sleeve of soft, hairy belly flesh like a red hot 
branding iron, glistening wet and dangling inches away from his excited 
mistress' longing lips.  And then, he was mounting the slavishly 
kneeling Barbara from behind, working in close on his hind legs above 
Karen's face, his huge cock dancingly sparkling like a freshly painted 
beveled-tipped flagpole which grew even more massive as it neared its 
thick, scarlet base ...
     "Do it, Karen!  Please ... help him get it into me!" Barbara 
feverishly begged, her widespread, up-thrusted buttocks obscenely 
undulating backwards in search of the hardened spear of animal flesh to 
fill her sizzling, wet vaginal passage!  She tried to look back, then 
down between her legs to watch, but all she could see were the swollen 
mounds of Karen's rounded, white tits!  Then, she found the mirror above 
Don's dresser reflecting it all and saw Karen's little hand guiding the 
heavy rod of animal hardness pointedly toward the pink wetness of her 
inflamed little cuntal passage!
     She felt Satyr's strong forelegs grip tightly around her naked hips 
and waist, then sensed the first searing contact of his moistened tipped 
cock with her hungrily clasping pussy mouth!
     "Now, Barb ... now!  He's going to fuck you!" Karen lasciviously 
exclaimed.  "Hold tight, Darling!  He's going to bring you more delight 
then you ever imagined!  Hump forward and fuck her, Satyr!  Fuck her 
good ... like you did me ...!"

                             *     *     *

     Those absolutely obscene words bounced off the stunned pair of 
husband's eardrums as they stood in the bedroom doorway gaping through 
widely disbelieving eyes at the lewd three-way orgy unfolding on the 
massive bed.  Steve felt that his knees were going to buckle, but Don's 
strong hand clutching beneath one arm was support enough!  His head swam 
in a gin haze, nothing else than utter shock overwhelming him at the 
precise moment!  C-Christ!  Could ... was that his young naive wife, 
Karen, lying there as naked as a whore ... and ... and tonguing a dog's 
balls while it fucked into ... into Barbara ...?  It was ... Satyr ... 
as sure as hell, fucking Barbara from behind like a goddamned female 
bitch in heat ... and Karen was licking his balls ... even his cock, as 
it slithered wetly out on the outstroke!
     "Sweet pussy!" Don Keller hissingly exclaimed beside him, but with 
no anger in his voice.  "I've seen a lot of things ... wild and obscene 
... even been a part of them, but this ... this is the first of its 
kind, Steve!  Those girls are right out of their gourds ... about as 
happy as you can get!"
     Steve Smith craned his neck to gape in numbed wonder at his 
friend's half smiling face.  Jumping Christ!  Maybe, he was wrong and 
they were all right!  Because, Don wasn't anywhere near ready to flip 
his lid at the shocking sight taking place right there on the bed in 
front of them!  He wasn't ... even though Satyr was fucking his wife 
like she was a goddamned bitch animal ... while his own sweet young 
wife, Karen, licked the bastard's cock and balls ... it was more than 
she'd ever tried to do for him ...!
     "Come on, Steve, get a grip on yourself!" Don whispered, clutching 
at his arm.  "I know how it's hitting you ... and this is where we 
separate the men from the boys ...!"
     "But Christ ... a goddamned dog, Don ...?"
     "Better than some sonofabitch of a friend you've always hated 
fucking your wife, buddy" his neighbor snapped back at him.  "Besides, 
by the looks of how that goddamned brute is doing the job we can both 
take a few lessons from him!  Look at the way he's fucking into my 
wife's cunt!  Like a frigging trip hammer!  Sweet pussy ...!"
     Satyr saw the intruders first, an immediate sense of wariness 
causing him to tense and suddenly come to a complete halt in his mating.  
Though he recognized both men as friends, instinctively the big animal 
knew a guilt feeling, and before either of the lust-incited girls 
realized what was happening the German shepherd had pulled his length of 
thick hardness from Barbara's luridly undulating loins and leaped over 
Karen to the floor ...
     "Satyr!  What's the matter ...?" the younger, naked wife called 
after him as he slunk toward the corner ... and then, she too, saw them 
...!
     "Oh God!  Where did he go with that beautiful cock?" Barbara lewdly 
gasped out, suddenly feeling the squirming lovely body beneath her 
struggling as if to push her away.  "What's wrong, Karen ...?"
     "Oh!  Oh, my God ... look!" the younger girl moaningly exclaimed as 
she worked herself from beneath Barbara's obscenely positioned 
nakedness, hunching and crossing her arms as if to shamefully hide her 
own nudity.
     "Damn ... couldn't you two have timed it just a little bit better?" 
Barbara directed with an irate tremor in her tone at the pair of 
husbands filling the opened doorway.  "You just knocked a fired-up girl 
out of getting what was going to be one hell of a fucking!"
     Neither Karen or Steve, who still was being supported by Don 
Keller's strong hand under his arm, could believe the unabashed 
casualness of Barbara's words as she worked herself around into a 
sitting position to face them, making no effort to conceal her 
voluptuously exposed body.  Then, Don laughed, and Karen, shivering from 
shock, wondered if she wasn't going to faint!
     "You'll just have to accept our apologies, Hon," the tall and broad 
realtor said, continuing to smile as he took his hand from Steve and 
walked into the room.  "Though I didn't expect you to be knitting, I 
hardly considered this to be the way you spent your afternoons ..."
     "Look, you've scared him," the carelessly sitting brunette said as 
she folded her shapely legs Indian fashion, still facing the doorway 
where Steve stood gaping in disbelief.  "Come here, Satyr darling ... 
don't be afraid.  No one's going to hurt you ..."
     Through his martini glaze, Steve ogled the cock-throbbing sight of 
her sitting there unblushingly on the bed with nothing displayed except 
her thrusting white tits, their little hardened nipples like a pair of 
cherries, and the saucy dark, hair-fringed area of her loins, the pink 
slash of wet vertical cunt flesh separating her fleshy pussy-lips 
staring right back at him!  That was all ... nothing more than that ... 
and he was going to blow his fucking mind!
     Somehow, he tore his straining eyes from her to center them on his 
own wife, Karen, who was ridiculously managing to wind her arms and legs 
around herself to conceal her precious intimacies, that in itself 
enraging him!  The bitch!  She had!  She'd been licking the frigging 
dog's balls and cock from below while it fucked into Barbara!  Christ 
almighty ... he'd never even known her!  The goddamned mutt had fucked 
her, too!  He'd heard her say it when they first came in!  Oh shit, this 
was it, all right, the windup of everything for them ... but not before 
he was finished with her!
     He started forward with a stagger, caught himself, and proceeded to 
come up beside his friend who was standing beside the bed and smiling as 
he looked down at them.  Steve saw his wife's long blonde hair draped 
over her white, satiny body as she hung her head, and the urge to 
brutally wind his hand in it, then drag her from the bed was almost 
overwhelming ...!
     "Keep your cool, Steve!" Don said, holding out a restraining arm 
before him, almost as if he could read his thoughts.  "Remember what I 
said about separating the men from the boys.  No kid stuff, eh?"
     Steve tightly swallowed and looked into the calmed eyes of his new 
friend.  Okay, maybe it was nuts ... or maybe it was the martinis ... or 
maybe he was just wildly dreaming ... but he nodded his numbed head in 
agreement, then saw that Karen was quietly sobbing.  Goddamn, he wished 
he could feel for her ... understand, but he couldn't ... and then, he 
realized that Don had gone to a closet and was tossing a negligee down 
in front of Karen.
     "Put it on, Honey, and come on with me.  Don's going to fix you a 
good stiff drink.  I think you need it," his neighbor said in almost 
commanding tones.  "Come on, put it on ... and don't worry ... 
everything's going to be all right."
     Karen slowly raised her tear-dampened face to look up at him, his 
reassuring smile a desperately needed gesture.  With a minimum of 
exposure, she picked up and flung the wrap around her shoulders, then 
carefully eased from the bed, avoiding the blazing eyes of Steve 
throughout the effort.  She hardly knew what was going to happen, what 
was to come of it all, but at that moment she saw in Don Keller a much 
needed, understanding friend ...!
     "Look, it's fine for you two to burst in here with your damned 
apologies," Barbara said, "and for you to nobly look after Karen, my 
sweet husband ... but what about me?  To be trite ... Barb's hotter than 
a pistol!"
     The onyx-eyed girl glared at her husband with a put-on expression, 
knowing exactly what was happening, but trying to play her role without 
over doing it.
     "I leave you Steve, Darling ... the man whose name you've been 
whimpering out in your sleep for the past two weeks," Don said with a 
smile at his wife, suddenly catching Karen by the arm and whisking her 
out of the room ...!
     The slender, hazel-eyed insurance salesman could only gape after 
their disappearing forms, his wife's curvaceous body provocatively 
visible through the diaphanous, near floor length covering as Don Keller 
-guided her from the room.  Then, he jerkingly turned to look down at 
the beautiful naked creature on the bed who had lain herself back in a 
sprawled position, looking up at him with sparkling dark eyes between 
widespread, sensuously bent outward legs.  Her stunning face smiled, and 
there was the knowledge of the ages in her scintillating eyes!
     "Let's not play at nonsense, Darling!" she half-whispered in her 
throaty voice.  "I need you badly ... and now, right now!" Strip, Baby 
... and bring your hard cock up here for me to kiss first!  Then, we're 
going to fuck ... just you and me, Lover ... fuck and fuck and fuck!  
Hurry ... get naked for Barbie ...!"
     For a moment he stood there staring down at her, hardly believing 
his eyes or ears, and then he choked out a raspy sound.  "Christ!" the 
lust-fired young husband swore as he began to pull at his clothing.
     "Hurry!  Hurry!  I need your cock, Lover!" Barbara lewdly taunted, 
raising her buttocks and loins to obscenely undulate them before him, 
surges of searing passion razing her at the thought of finally getting 
this gentle, younger man into bed with her!  "No ... no!  Bring it up 
here to me, first, Darling!  I've got to kiss it ...!"
     Christ, it was going to break once she touched it, Steve 
frantically thought!  It'd shatter, sure as hell ... but it didn't!  He 
kneed onto the bed, his long, thick cock poling and wagging in its 
foreskinned hardness ... kneed his way until he reached where she'd 
raised to her elbows!
     "Oh, Steve ... Doll ... it's a beauty!" Barbara hissed, grasping 
its solid thickness at its base and licking with her tiny tongue tip at 
the slowly escaping drops of seminal fluid at its purple-headed slit.  
"Mmmmmmm ... mmmmm ...!"
     Then it was in her mouth!  She was sucking it, Steve realized as he 
gaped down to see her tongue-moistened lips suddenly slip over its 
blood-engorged head and tightly clamp behind it, her tiny tongue 
swirling inside in a motion that was enough to make him cum like a river 
...!  Christ, he'd never had anything like this ...!
     "Now, Baby ... crawl between my legs and fuck me with it!" she 
lewdly prodded.  "Fuck me like the beautiful daddy I know you are ... 
like I've dreamed about, Steve lover!  Oooohhh ... Barbara needs your 
handsome cock in her hot cunt ...!"
     Oh, motherfuck ... he was going to lose his mind completely, Steve 
Smith's hazed brain swirled as he crawled between the breathtaking legs 
of the beautifully naked wife of his neighbor and buddy whose words and 
hotly sucking mouth sent burning waves of lust charging through him!  He 
felt her hand reach down to grasp his cock and draw its heavily 
pulsating head through the warm wet heat between her excitedly flushed 
cunt lips ... finally seating it at the mouth of her already greedily 
nibbling vagina ...!
     "Now, Lover, shove it all the way up into mama's hot little pussy!" 
Barbara gasped up into his face, her arms wrapped around his back to 
crush his chest tightly against the soft yielding mounds of her nipple-
hardened breasts.  Her long trim legs curled up and over his hips, heels 
digging into his lean buttocks as she hungrily thrust her smoldering 
loins up at him with wanton lewdness.  "Give it to me good now!  Fuck 
me, Steve darling!  Ooohhh ... yessss ...!"
     Steve lunged into her, his brain spinning as her fluid heat clasped 
his lengthy cock like a warmly resisting, velvet stocking!  He choked 
out a slackened-mouthed grunt and began to pump vigorously up into her 
greedily swallowing pussy channel, long, urgent strokes that filled her 
receptive cunt to greater and greater depths!
     Christ, he couldn't believe it!  He was actually fucking his 
beautiful neighbor, Barb Keller ... right in her own house ... on the 
biggest goddamned bed he'd ever seen in his life ... and her husband was 
there ... somewhere ... with his own wife, Karen ... the dog-cock 
licking little bitch!  Shit ... oh shit!  Beneath him, Barbara's 
luscious, curved body quivered and trembled, her pebble-hard nipples 
digging into his chest with a pointed, erect pressure!  Her soft, hot 
belly ground against his and her smooth thighs clamped and unclamped, 
holding and releasing him as the eagerly clasping inner-muscles of her 
cunt-passage sucked and pulled like a warm wet vacuum at his excitedly 
racing cock, the swirling pressure rapidly mounting in his balls and 
groin below!
     "Oh ... oh, Christ!" he groaned to the furious milking of her 
vagina squeezing and sucking at the full length of his thickly throbbing 
rod of hardness.  "Barb!  It's ... it's ...!"
     "Ahhhh, you're wonderful, Lover!" Barbara's tremorous words cut him 
short.  "Mmmmmm ... fuck me!  Fuck me!  Fuck me!" she gasped over and 
over as she strained and writhed beneath him.  "Give it to me ... balls 
and all, Love ...!"
     Her lust-glazed face rolled from side to side.  Marks appeared on 
her lips where she'd bit them, and every so often her panting mouth came 
against his, her small white teeth nipping into him!  She sucked his 
tongue, then flicked her own tiny one into his mouth, gasping hot 
breaths into his throat!
     "Goddamn ... oohhh!" Steve swore and grunted, actually drooling but 
unaware of it.  "I got to, Barb!  Fuck ... my cock ... it's going to 
cuummm ..." he warned, unceasingly pounding his heavily swollen hardness 
deep up into her heaving little belly with long, hammering strokes!
     "Oh no!  Damn, not yet, Lover!  We've just begun ...!" Barbara 
whined in quickly growing frustration.  "You ... you can't mean it ...?" 
But he did, she frantically realized, her sympathy suddenly going out to 
Karen!  "A-All right, Daddy, but ... but if you think this is where you 
get off, you caught the wrong train ...!"
     Steve hardly heard a word she'd groaned out at him.  He could feel 
the hot, white sperm amassed in the reservoir of his throbbing balls 
churning as they beat a tattoo against her naked, upturned ass!  He 
thrust his salivated tongue almost to her throat and with harshly 
kneading hands, clutched the fleshy cheeks of her widespread buttocks 
hard up against his battering pelvis, slamming his now wildly spewing 
cock deep into her unresisting cunt!
     "Unnhhh ... Goddd ... fill me, my little fuzzy bunny with your big 
cock!  Pump your hot cum into me!" Barbara uncontrollably urged him at 
the first feel of his scalding jets of semen.  After all, this was only 
the beginning, she wildly reasoned to the passionate delights taking 
place inside her seething belly and loins as the turgid, pulsating head 
of his deeply sunk cock suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened 
to mangle her inner organs!  It continued to squirt!  She could feel his 
scalding, white jism shooting into her with the force of molten fire, 
sloshing around in her quivering belly like a pool of boiling hot lava!
     Damn, how she wished she could cum with him, but she couldn't ... 
not yet ... he'd been too quick for her ... poor Karen ... no wonder, 
Barbara thought behind tightly closed eyes as he continued to shoot into 
her ... And then, trembling, he relaxed on top of her while she held 
him.  Finally, he rolled partially off but she wouldn't let free of him, 
even after his deflating cock slid out of her still clasping pussy.  
Instead, she cradled him there between her widespread thighs, drawing 
his head down to rest against her full, swollen breasts.  Like Satyr, he 
needed considerable training, and he was going to get it before this 
session was finished ...!
     Satyr, still slinking in his vantage corner, had watched their 
mating with an uneasy feeling gnawing inside him.  The brief moment of 
guilt he had known had quickly left him with the rapid progress of 
events.  The man called Don had taken his mistress somewhere, and the 
pretty Barbara had decided to mate with Steve rather than him.  Now, he 
felt neglected, unwanted, perhaps unneeded, and this angered him.  
Somehow, he felt, it was all Karen's fault ... just as she had tried to 
tie him with the terrible rope.  He sensed a deep growl of anger 
building in the depths of his throat and arose to his feet.  Where was 
she, his new mistress?  Why had she done these things to him ...?

                             *     *     *

     "Here, drink this, Honey.  It'll put the zip back into those sexy 
curves," Don said with a grin, handing Karen a milkish looking 
concoction he'd blended at their small bar.
     She sat on a sofa, Barbara's pale-green negligee wrapped tightly 
around her naked, still tremoring body, well aware that its see-
throughness could be more inciting then nakedness itself, but at least 
she wasn't completely exposed before him.  "Wh-What is it?" she 
questioned, taking the drink and looking up at him.
     "Absinthe ... good for what ails you, Baby," he replied, one in his 
own hand as he sat down close beside her.  "Drink it."
     Karen did, sipping first to sample it and immediately liking its 
smooth licorice taste.  God, she needed something, all right, she 
thought, drinking heavily from the glass.  Then: "Oh Don ... what can I 
say?  And what's going to happen from it all ...?"
     "Come on now, don't go weepy on me again," her handsome, athletic 
neighbor said, reassuringly slipping his arm around her slender waist 
and snuggling her against him.  "What the hell's to say?  You girls 
haven't murdered anyone.  So you were sharing a little hot sex.  You're 
not the first two dolls to do that ... and like I told Steve, better 
that you were using a friendly dog than getting yourself fucked silly by 
some sonofabitch whom he always thought was a friend.  Don't worry, 
nothing bad's going to come out of it ... I can promise you that."
     "Oh Don ... you make me feel so much better," Karen sighed, hardly 
conscious of his big hand gently caressing the soft flesh of her waist 
through the sheer material, nor of its slow upward ascent toward her 
breast.  "It ... it never would've happened had Steve been what ... what 
he should have."
     "How do you mean that, Karen ... in bed ... fucking?" Don softly 
questioned, using the lewd word to assist the mild aphrodisiac she was 
drinking in easing her back into the right frame of mind.  "What does he 
do, cum in you too quick?"
     The distraught young wife couldn't deny the sensuous tingle his use 
of the graphic four-letter word sent rippling through her.  She didn't 
look at him, only nodded her head, then lifted the glass and drained it.  
She heard his little laugh at the same moment that she felt his big hand 
warmly smooth over and cup her nearly naked, still swollen breast.  A 
shudder of confused sensations brushed the exposed nerve-ends of Karen's 
flesh at the contact, the urge to stand and slip out of his embrace only 
prevented by his words.
     "I'll wager that he'll be shortly cured of that flustrating habit, 
Baby ... or I don't know my wife Barbara."
     "Wh-What do you mean, Don ... that they're doing something ...?" 
Karen managed, even knowing as she said it that they undoubtedly were, 
and that she'd simply been refusing to think about it!
     "Well, I'd surmise that at the very least, they're fucking," he 
luridly suggested.  "Probably with a little sucking thrown in.  And I 
guarantee you when Barb finishes with him, he'll be an astute performer, 
Angel.  She won't take no for an answer, and she's the greatest fuck 
teacher in the world ... next to her loving husband ..."
     With that, he sat up, half-facing her and attempted to draw her to 
him, his other big hand slipping inside the loose negligee to hotly 
spread over her naked, resilient breast.
     "Please, Don ... don't ...!" Karen squirmed, straining her small 
hands against his strong chest.  "Let's not make matters worse ...!"
     He didn't relinquish his hold, only stared at her in irritated 
surprise.  "What the hell!" he hissed.  "You've got to be kidding, Baby!  
Here, your husband's in my bedroom fucking my wife ... and after I find 
you licking a dog's balls you're suddenly going to turn pious on me!" He 
jerked her crushingly against him and kissed her not unreceptive lips, 
thrusting his tongue into her mouth to find her own.  She moaned against 
him, letting, her tiny tongue begin to wetly embrace his while he 
clutched and kneaded the yielding mound of hardened, nipple-tipped flesh 
in his hand.  She was gasping when he raised his head and rasped: "Karen 
baby, I've had my heart set on fucking that sweet little pussy-hole up 
between your lovely thighs ever since I laid eyes on your beautiful ass 
two weeks ago ... and just about nothing short of the end of the world 
is going to stop me!  You hear me, Doll?  Do you?"
     "Y-Yes ... yess!" Karen gasped, her hands uncontrollably slipping 
around his neck to clutch at the back of his head, her re-aroused 
excitement leading her lips to seek his in an open, wet tonguing kiss.  
"God yesss, I want you to, Darling!  If they can, why can't we?"
     "To hell with them, Baby!  I would've done it anyway ... even if I 
had to rape you!"
     "Ooohhhh ... Lover ... where ... how will we do it ...?" Karen 
whispered between kisses she was suddenly planting all over his face.
     "On the same fucking bed with them!  Where else?" Don Keller 
luridly answered, taking her by the hand.  "That's what it was built for 
...!"



                                Chapter 9

     Satyr had quickly found Karen, watching her and the man called Don 
holding onto each other.  They didn't see him because he had remained in 
the shadows of the hallway ... and then, he had heard her softly cooing 
in the tone she used with him, an unknown feeling of envy tensing his 
muscles.  She had forgotten about him, just as had the pretty Barbara, 
but he had not forgotten her, nor the way she had tied him with the 
rope.  A sadness, as well as bitterness filled his powerful body ... but 
then they were coming toward the hall and he silently dodged in through 
an open doorway until they passed ...
     Though she'd expected to see something of a similar nature when Don 
led her back into the bedroom, Karen was nevertheless awed by the sight 
of her husband's stripped, slender frame cradled between Barbara's 
widespread thighs, her beautiful face twisted in lustful joy as Steve 
fucked his thick lengthy cock deep into the hair-fringed pinkness of her 
wetly clasping pussy!
     "Now just look at that, Baby?" Don goaded, his hand slipping around 
her to smooth over the softly rounded mounds of her slightly trembling 
buttocks the wispy negligee veiled.  "You tell me they aren't loving 
smacking their naked bellies together like that?"
     Karen couldn't speak with the complexity of emotions filling her.  
Love, jealousy, anger, desire, all were creating the turmoil in her 
nervously throbbing stomach!  Steve ... she could hardly believe it ... 
yet, why not?  Was he any less human than she ...?  God, she'd never 
seen him make love so beautifully ... and the way he had her 
girlfriend's whole body twitching and writhing like a whore beneath him 
...!
     "Now you can shed that negligee, Karen doll, and climb onto the bed 
to watch, while big daddy rips these clothes off!  Then, we'll give you 
some cock of your own to play with!"
     His lewdly promising words were additional little spurs of lewdness 
to incite her passion, and obediently, Karen did exactly what he said, 
neither of the two lovers paying her the slightest attention as she 
kneed her way close to watch.  They were soul-kissing, with Barb's arms 
locked passionately around Steve's neck, her long shapely legs locked 
tightly up over his back, their naked bodies straining and pumping, 
slapping with hollow, fleshy smacking sounds against one another.  Oh 
God, the sight of it ... them writhing nudely together ... it was 
obscenely breathtaking!  She'd never watched a man fucking a woman 
before!  She heard Barbara moaning incessantly into the moistness of his 
mouth, knowing that her husband's tongue had to be thrust almost to the 
dark-haired girl's throat!  Low hums of animalish desire were bubbling 
in little torrents from deep in Barbara's chest as her neck strained and 
her nostrils flared, a light film of perspiration covering her smooth-
skinned forehead.
     "Aahhh yess, Steve lover ... now you've got the hang of it!" 
Barbara choked.  "Fuck it hard!  Hard, Doll!  Th-This time we're going 
to ... to make Barbie take off like a rocket!"
     Karen enviously stared, unable to keep the embitterment from her 
mind as she realized that never in their married life had he fucked her, 
his own wife, with such wild, unbridled passion.  She saw his hands slip 
under the white, rounded ovals of Barbara's tautly grinding ass-cheeks 
pulling them up tighter to him while he rammed his glistening hard cock 
forward into her with all the strength of his hips and thighs.  Wildly, 
Barbara drew her legs back farther so that he could drive deeper into 
her!  Karen could see the flushed pink folds of her wet vaginal flesh 
clinging desperately to his cock as it pistoned rapidly in and out of 
her, squeezing tightly around his swollen hardness, the sight 
maddeningly firing her own lustful craving ...!
     "Now, for our little party, Baby!" Don Keller's voice came down to 
her and Karen turned to see him standing next to the bed in his athletic 
nakedness, his long, thick cock spearing out from his hairy loins in its 
awesome, foreskinned hardness!  God!  It was something to behold, all 
right ... and yes, her girlfriend was right, it was bigger than Steve's!  
His heavy balls hung bloatedly at its husky base between his thighs, and 
for the first time, Karen saw the lechery in his handsome eyes.  He was 
grinning as he began to lewdly stroke the thick outer layer of skin back 
and forth over its moistened, bulbous head, thrusting his hips and 
pelvis obscenely forward.  "Are you ready to take this little gem, up 
between those beautiful thighs of yours, Honey?"
     "God, Don ...!  I-I don't know ... it's enough to frighten a girl," 
Karen excitedly whispered, unable to take her eyes off its portentous 
size as he proudly chuckled.
     "Well get acquainted with it, pussy-girl," he rasped, continuing to 
massage its long, thick length.  "Come on ... take it in your hand and 
give it a sweet kiss ...!"
     Fiery little charges rippled through Karen's sensually alive 
curves.  She had never held another man's cock, let alone kissed one ... 
not even Steve's!  But she had touched her tongue to Satyr's ...!  
Something dynamic impelled her to move on her knees toward the edge of 
the huge, rounded bed where he stood, some two-yards from their 
frantically groaning spouses.  She reached out and gently grasped it, 
the heated feel of his solid hardness like a firebrand in her small 
hand!  Then, not letting herself stop, the trembling blonde wife leaned 
close to kiss its tip, pressing back its heavy foreskin before licking 
away the seeping white drops of piquant moisture from the dimpled split 
at the tip, finally laving her moist, warm tongue eagerly over the hot, 
rubbery smoothness of its massive head!
     "Hot fuck!" Don Keller luridly exclaimed at the sensuous contact of 
her soft, lush lips and tongue with his throbbing cock.  "You're going 
to be a better fuck than I ever imagined, Doll-baby!  I can tell right 
now that you've got a real penchant for cock!  Get back on the bed.  Big 
daddy's going to let you ride the horsie, little girl ...!"
     Karen did, never hesitant, but still more or less tongue-tied, the 
warm, masculine taste of his lust-inciting cock-secretion wildly 
inflaming her.  She hadn't quite understood what he wanted her to do ... 
'ride the horsie' ... and she waited, watching as he dropped onto his 
back, his long rod of thick hardness towering ceilingward.  Then, she 
knew!
     "Oh Don, I can't take it that way at first!" she shied, her long 
blonde hair and full thrusting breasts waggling as she shook her head.  
"It's ... it's too big!"
     "Come on, pussy-girl, get up here over daddy, before he gets angry 
and spanks that luscious ass of yours to a rosy glow!"
     He was warmly grinning at her, but there was an almost, sadistic 
little gleam in his handsome eyes too, which Karen decided to ignore as 
she climbed wantonly over him, resting on her knees with her simmering 
loins poised above his heavy, swollen-veined hardness!  "Th-There!" she 
gasped.  "Now ...?"
     "Well Christ, reach down between your legs and put it in, Baby!" 
Don rasped.  "Get the fucking thing into your cunt before I blow a fuse, 
will you?"
     God ... only once had she ever taken Steve this way, Karen 
remembered in frenetic excitement, reaching down to gasp the solid, 
stone hard rod to part the soft resilient pubic hairs and draw its 
smooth rubbery head through the sensitized flesh of her pink, wet cunt, 
placing it at the frightened mouth of her seething young vagina.  And 
that one time ... god, she couldn't remember how it had been ... not now 
with Don Keller's handsome cock about to fuck deep up into her stomach 
...!
     And it did!  ... an unexpected, piercing stab of his mushroom-
headed hardness, expanding the tight, elastic-like mouth of her moistly 
ready pussy with a furious thrust that whipped her breath away!  He 
lunged his hips upward, at the same time grasping her hips and forcing 
her down onto his heavily impaling cock with sadistic delight!  She 
might have cried out, but the naked, rounded-eyed wife was struggling 
first to regain her breath ...!
     The fact that she didn't both surprised and left Don Keller with a 
feeling of disappointment.  He loved to hear them squeal like speared 
pigs when he first rammed into them ... and not even Barb could take him 
this way at first without begging, or trying to shake it out of her!  
Shit ...!  He'd felt it bursting into her, his inflated, spongy cock-
head reaming the soft, searing walls of her inner vagina and battering 
all the way up against her cervix!  Still, she'd never made a sound or 
struggled to get it out of her!  The luscious little bitch, she was 
something else ...!
     Oh damn ...!  She wouldn't cry out ... she just wouldn't, Karen 
painfully vowed, determined to weather the shocking agony of his 
hugeness threatening to split wide the excruciatingly stretched channel 
between her widespread thighs!  If-If his wife, Barb, could take all of 
him up inside her, so could she ... and she'd never give her own 
husband, Steve, next to them the pleasure of hearing her wince in pain 
from another man's cock!  But God ... it was so big ... and hard ... and 
hot ... and wonderful ...!
     Bitch, Don thought in lustful amazement!  Beautiful fucking bitch!  
He grasped her slender waist tighter just above the arch of her white, 
roundly curved hips and began to bounce her up and down on his loins, 
sadistically enjoying the sight of her voluptuously thrusting breasts 
jiggling and swaying erotically before him.  He could hear her breathing 
increasing as he lifted his hips in rhythm to drive his heavily 
pulsating cock farther and farther up into the burning hole of her wetly 
clasping vagina to the far hidden depths of her soft little belly!
     "Feel good, fucking into you like this, Baby?" he grunted up at 
her, the sight of her long blonde hair draped over her sloping 
shoulders, her dancing, pink-nippled tits, the entire, mind-bending 
sight of her voluptuously curved young body as she began to ride his 
aching cock like a golden goddess, about to rip him apart!
     "Ooohhh yesss ... now it is ... but -- but at first ... it hurt," 
Karen hissed, looking down at him in mounting, glazed eyed passion.  At 
the same moment, she clenched her anal and vaginal muscles as tight 
together as she could, fucking up and down his long, thick cock with the 
wanton lewdness of a well trained whore.  She could feel the heated 
fluid of her desire spilling from the walls of her inner cunt as it 
warmly bathed his hardness up inside her.  She knew the pleasure she was 
bringing him from the slackened, lust-driven expression on his handsome 
face.
     Christ, her hotly sucking little cunt was swallowing up every 
fraction of it with a tiny maddening massaging action that pulled right 
at the lining of his balls, Don lustfully realized.  How right he'd been 
about her ... it was no frigging wonder Steve couldn't take care of her!  
She was a human fucking machine!  Wait until some of the other husbands 
around the neighborhood got a taste of this!  Hungrily, he reached up 
and clutched at her erect, hardened-nippled breasts, the yielding, 
softly resilient flesh oozing between his fingers like whitely flowing 
marshmallows as she ground her delicious, rounded ass-cheeks up and down 
with a wildly growing frenzy!  Fuck, her tightly locked little pussy was 
trying to eat him alive ...!

                             *     *     *

     It wasn't that Steve was unaware of what else was taking place on 
the huge, arena-sized bed and only some two feet away from them; it was 
the incredible cock-training the gorgeous, naked creature beneath was 
giving him!  That's what she'd called it when he'd tried to crawl away 
the first time he'd blown his balls in her.  "Cock-training, that's what 
you need, lover-boy, and that's what Barbie's going to give you!  Now, 
you just get up over me and let that darling limp thing dangle into 
Barbara's mouth so she can suck it right back poker-stiff!  Then, we'll 
carry on with the lesson ...!"
     Goddamn, he'd sat right on her soft, full tits, squashing them into 
her chest while he looked down and watched her lick and suck his cock 
until it was as hard as a sash-weight!  Then, he'd climbed aboard again, 
fucking into her already cum-filled cunt with determined new vigor, 
bringing her to orgasm the first time in a matter of screaming minutes!  
Still, his own climax he was able to control ... and that was his 
secret, she'd said.  "Just remember, my loveable cock-man, the first one 
for you doesn't count!  Now don't stop, Barbie still wants more ...!"
     His frigging back ached and they were both coated with 
perspiration, but Christ, he couldn't have stopped fucking her if his 
life depended on it!  He had to cum again ... release the now aching 
pressure building inside him!  Even as he hammered into the insatiable 
cunt beneath him, he stole hateful glances at the unforgivable sight of 
Karen in her shameless nakedness, obscenely straddling Don Keller's cock 
with her pussy and fucking him like some two-bit slut!  The bitch!  He'd 
certainly never really known her!  She was about as much of a puritan as 
a Tijuana whore!  But he wasn't finished with her yet, damn her cock-
eating little cunt ...!
     "Come on, Honey, don't take your mind from your work!" Barbara 
gasped beneath him.  "Fuck it harder ... harder!"
     Numbly, Steve responded, tearing his eyes from the agonizing sight 
of his own wife getting fucked shitless not two yards away, and 
concentrating on the unending task beneath him.  It was as if nothing 
could stop her race for another orgasm, and Steve fucked like a demon 
between her widespread legs to help her attain it.
     "Ahhh ... good, Lover ... good!  Do more ... more ... shove your 
finger up my ass!  Please ... way up ...!" Barbara cried as he slipped 
his hands beneath the wildly pumping cheeks of her buttocks and cupped 
them tightly to him.  He raised them higher off the bed, then reached to 
where his cock was jack-hammering into the raging, liquid depths of her 
cunt.  He stretched the crevice of her ass wider, searching with the tip 
of his middle, vaginal juice dampened finger for her anus.
     A tiny rivulet of warm moisture had coated the smooth, widespread 
cleft, moistening the tiny puckering hole.  He pushed hard with the tip 
of it, feeling it give almost reluctantly, then suddenly the tight, 
elastic nether-ring opened before his pressure and his finger popped 
smoothly up inside the, soft, rubbery channel, sliding in up to the 
first knuckle joint.  Her voluptuous body jerked forward in under him 
and she gasped out her delight.
     "Oh God ... it hurts ... but beautiful, Lover, beautiful!  More ... 
more!"
     He thrust to the second joint, feeling her legs reflexively jerk 
out into the air on either side of his hips!  "How's that feel, 
teacher?" he taunted.
     "Damn ... wonderful ... wonderful!  Wiggle it around inside my ass 
... and fuck my pussy harder with your cock, Lover!" she gasped, 
skewering her lush buttocks back onto his lewdly embedded finger until 
it was buried up inside all the way to the palm of his hand, and he 
began to jiggle it fiendishly, rotating it around deep up inside the 
fleshy hot depths of her greedily spasming rectum ...!

                             *     *     *

     Satyr, having returned to his vantage point in the corner of the 
room, had lain watching the whitely writhing bodies on the big bed with 
a growing rage inside his powerful body.  He had been completely 
neglected and forgotten, unnecessary to Karen or the pretty Barbara now 
that they had their own kind.  He was meant to be used whenever they 
wanted him, but not while they had their male humans.  Even though his 
own ruttish loins were fired with the natural need he had been trained 
for and that they had taken advantage of, he was still supposed to lay 
there quietly.  He instinctively remembered the rope and a low growl 
rumbled angrily in his throat ...
     The sight of his mistress being pulled forward and down on top of 
the man called Don beneath her caused him to pick up his ears.  Human 
gasps and moans registered in his keen ears, as did the potent aroma of 
their heated sexual secretions.  But it was Karen's smoothly rounded 
young buttocks lifting high backup into the air behind her as she 
sprawled over the man face to face that intrigued, excited his animal 
passion.  He could see the man's heavily hardened penis inserted half-
way up inside the soft, curl-fringed folds of his mistress' wetly 
clinging love-crevice ... and above that, the small puckered circle that 
formed her anal opening.
     Both revenge and a warm, unexplainable feeling rushed through him 
as he got to his feet, slowly beginning to move toward the bed, sensing 
his hardened love-rod slipping intentionally from its furry concealment 
...

                             *     *     *

     Karen rubbed her tinglingly swollen breasts over and over Don 
Keller's hard chest, lewdly licking his extended wet tongue as he clung 
to her, smoothing his hot hands up and down the fire-filled flesh of her 
excited body.  His wonderful cock was still partially engulfed by her 
hotly steaming cunt, neither of them having reached sensual delivery as 
yet ... and wanting to prolong it.  God, how beautiful it was ... he was 
... and that was not to take anything from Steve!  How much better, more 
passionately, she could love him now than ever before ... and he, her!  
She knew because she'd listened to his and Barb's limited words ... knew 
that the sensual brunette had found his failing of cumming inside her 
too soon and corrected it.  But she couldn't shun the fear within her 
that nothing could ever make what she was doing right inside Steve's 
mind again.  His was a double standard.  All the same, she loved him, 
probably always would and was ready to prove it ... but not before this 
rapturous exercise was over ...
     Karen raised her head at the sudden movement of the bed, looking 
toward Steve and Barbara to see if he was suddenly coming at her!  But 
he was a long ways from that, still fucking wildly and plunging his 
finger into Barb's eagerly upthrust rectum ...!  Then, what was ...?
     "Oh Satyr!" Karen tenderly breathed, twisting her head to see him 
behind her, then feeling his hot, loving tongue licking upward through 
the wide-spread crevice of her nakedly exposed buttocks.  "No, Darling 
... you go back!  Go back ...!"  But, he didn't.
     "Jesus Christ!" Don choked out, feeling the dog's tongue graze 
wetly over what was exposed of his sensitively aching cock.  "What was 
that?"
     "Satyr.  It's the way I'm on top of you with my naked buttocks up 
in the air ..."
     "You mean ... when he sees a human female ass in the air he figures 
he has to take advantage of it?" Don questioned, looking up at her 
beautiful face in amazement.
     "Something like that ..." she managed to groan through her still 
growing passion, "but don't blame him, my Aunt Janie is the one who must 
have taught him ..."
     Don Keller couldn't hold back the roaring sensations of lust that 
suddenly sky-rocketed through him.  He visualized it all in his mind 
before he ever raised to his elbows.  "Lift your ass up higher, Karen!  
Go on, do it!" he said, reaching down and forcing her into the position 
with his big hands.  Then: "Come on, Satyr boy!  Crawl up on her butt!  
Let's double-fuck her together ...!"
     At first, Karen's brow merely wrinkled in wonderment, then, when 
she felt Satyr's strong forepaws on her hips and the soft fur of his 
belly against her naked buttock cheeks, she knew that he'd mounted her!  
She could only imagine what happened next with the beautiful animal ... 
his massive, scarlet cock slipping from its furry sheath, dangling and 
dancing somewhere close to her loins!  But she was filled there ... 
there wasn't any place ... except ...!
     "God, Don what are you going to let him do to me?" she choked as he 
caught at the hanging fullness of her swollen breasts and drew her down 
against him.
     "Keep your ass up in the air, pussy-girl!  We're going to have a 
real party!" Barbara's husband exclaimed in a lurid-toned voice.  "If 
his cock and balls were good enough to lick, you shouldn't mind him in a 
little ass-fuck, Baby!"
     It was seconds before his shocking words registered.  Karen made a 
furiously resentful struggle toward climbing off him and got no place.  
His powerful arms were too much.  "Don ... Don, my God!  No, please ... 
he has a huge penis!  It'll tear me open back there ...!"
     Don Keller couldn't restrain his sadistic laugh.  "Baby," he said, 
"this may be the highlight of your sex life.  But I assure you, he won't 
tear that little asshole, anymore than I split your beautiful, tight 
little cunt!  It's all in your mind!  Besides, looking at this animal-
guy, I don't believe anyone could change his mind.  So, why don't you 
just get with it ... think what a wild cum you're going to have with 
both of us fucking you at the same time!"
     Steve saw and heard all that was happening to his helplessly held 
young wife, but couldn't tear himself from the pleasureful mesmerization 
of his brain-lusted fucking.  He watched the goddamned German shepherd 
mount her from behind, his unbelievable cone-shaped cock thrust forward 
with no place for it to go but her sweet little asshole!  He tried to 
concentrate on the obscene spectacle, but couldn't!  His finger locked 
tightly up in Barb's rectum ... his cock hammering into her cunt ... her 
whimpering gasps up into his face ... Christ,, he had all he could 
handle ...!
     "Oh ... oh Don ... Satyr!" Karen choked out, feeling the animal's 
searing hardness trailing through the wide-spread crevice of her 
vulnerably cringing buttocks as her neighbor's husband, Don's, cock 
thrust paralyzingly up into her cunt from below!  "Please ... Darlings 
... don't hurt me ... don't ... don't ...!"
     "Who's hurting you, Kitten?" Don lustfully whispered, increasing 
the speed of his upthrusting hardness into her, almost blinding her with 
its sensual pleasure.  "Just hold tight ... right there ... he'll find 
it ... or my name ain't ..."
     Satyr did!  Karen sensed its beveled, needle-like tip catch in 
suddenly and worm just up inside the tiny dimple of her anal mouth!  She 
sucked in her breath, but hardly in time!  There were no gentle motions 
from Satyr, she remembered, as he humped forward again ... and again ... 
and again ... his huge, hardened cock grinding into the tiny, vainly 
resisting mouth of her virginal little anal hole like an inhumanly 
driven stake!
     A deep and angry growl from his powerful throat reached Karen as 
she felt the tapered length of his massive penis fiercely stretching the 
channel of her elastically yielding rectum, worming its way all the way 
up into the hot, rubbery depths to probe heavily at her very bowels!
     "Aauugghh!" the shocked young housewife uncontrollably gurgled to 
his inhuman impalement, her head flailing helplessly from the stabbing 
pain screeching through her naked, defenseless body!  Lurching, she 
desperately tried to shake the piercing lance of hardness from her 
obscenely expanded nether hole, but her neighbor, Don's sadistically 
clutching hands at her waist, along with the dog, Satyr's, own tightly 
gripping forepaws, made that impossible!  Again, the anger of the German 
shepherd's deep growl filled her ears, until at last it dawned on Karen 
that there was nothing to do but endure it ... both of them, dog and 
man, fucking into both her forever stretched genital passages at the 
same time ...!
     From the beginning, along with her own pain-filled babbling from 
their dual fucking, Karen heard both Don's lustful grunts and Satyr's 
growls become deep-chested whimpers, as they both humped with spine-
shattering rhythm up into the intimate confines of her lewdly expanded 
vaginal and rectal channels!  Only the intensive flames of passion which 
Don's earlier fucking had set wildly aglow in the hearth of her hotly 
raging belly made it all bearable!  And then, the pain began to lessen 
to a hurtful blend of weird stimulation!  She felt wetly saturated over 
the entire area of her helplessly exposed buttocks and loins, a new 
sensation of erotic mania creeping over her at the thought of being 
fucked by a man she'd only known for two weeks, while her own aunt's pet 
German shepherd sodomized her from behind!
     Karen felt her animal-lover's burning, cone-shaped hardness rapidly 
fucking into her back there, pushing the spongy, resilient flesh of her 
widely stretching anal channel before it in soft, rubbery waves as it 
plunged again and again all the way up into the hotly constricting 
depths of her innocent belly!  With a vengeance, it ground into the warm 
naked softness between her lewdly upturned buttocks, his bloated animal-
balls slapping hard against the flushed, cock-stuffed lips of her pussy 
below!  She was absolutely impaled to the hilt on ravishing, blood-
swollen cock, masochistic sensations at the thought of her helplessly 
kneeling body being so lewdly used beginning to charge through her!
     Moaning and whimpering in a crazed, intensely building passion, 
Karen tried to move with their human-animal tempo, wishing there was 
some way she could look back up between her wide-split thighs and watch 
their lust-swollen cocks vanishing up inside her searing, wet holes, but 
she could only mentally visualize, the mere thought of their luridly 
unnatural coupling adding to the sensations filling her slaving young 
body!  She saw her ripely full breasts dancing beneath her, their tiny 
hardened nipples occasionally grazing her neighbor's husband's chest, 
while her flaxen-blonde hair flailed wildly in the air as she tossed her 
head from side to side.  Yes ... yes ... their huge cocks were growing 
... ever growing inside the wetly inflamed passages leading up into her 
helplessly quivering belly!
     "Ooohhh ... ooohhh ... sweet lovers!  Yesss ... fuck me ...!  Fill 
me with your hard cocks ...!" the lust-charged Karen frantically begged 
...!
     The utterly obscene troilism furiously raging on the bed beside 
them was the final prod to carry Barbara toward the edge of the sensual, 
magic carpet she'd been erotically floating on.  While Steve heroically 
fucked with his new-born cock and delighting finger into her 
omnivorously inflamed cuntal and rectal passages, she twisted her head 
to watch ... unaware that Karen's husband, slaving over her, was 
watching also, but through incredulous, tear-filled eyes of confused 
jealousy!
     He was- watching Don's big, thick cock fucking with fury up into 
the pink wetness of his wife's insanely squirming, blonde-haired cunt, 
while her goddamned Aunt Jane's dog pistoned in and out of her 
unbelievably stretched asshole like a battering ram!  Keller looked as 
if he were going to blow his frigging lid ... lifting right off the bed 
with his every upthrust, raising the lewdly spread mounds of Karen's 
naked ass up to the lewd in and out fuckings of the rhythmically humping 
German shepherd!  Christ!  In-and-out, the relentless animal-cock 
drubbed ... in and out of her vulnerable little asshole with long savage 
strokes, the two of them buffeting her like a life-sized, flesh colored 
rubber doll back and forth between them!  Goddamn ... and she looked as 
if she were loving it ...!
     Barbara covetously stared at the pair of glistening hard cocks 
racing slipperily into her lovely younger neighbor's grotesquely 
expanded rectum and cunt mouths.  The sight of the frayed pink edges of 
her inner cunt folds clinging tightly to her husband, Don's, heavy-
veined cock on the down-stroke, then disappearing back up inside again 
when he thrust up between her full, white thighs salaciously fascinated 
her!  But even more lewdly firing was that of Satyr's thickly glistening 
hardness wetly sucking back out of her asshole, sucking the tight coral 
ridges of her clasping, soft rectal flesh out with it to also fluidly 
vanish back up inside again when the handsome animal lunged back into 
her ...!  Damn ... oh damn ...!
     "Now , Steve lover !  Oh God ... noowwww ... B-Barbara's 
cuummiinnggg ...!" the thrashing, dark-haired young housewife began to 
wail, bucking her convulsing naked loins up onto his hammering length of 
throbbing cock in a wild frenzied passion.  "Ooooohhh ... cummiinnggg 
... cuuummiinnggg ... agghheeee!"
     Steve held himself back, determined not to and knowing the secret 
now!  He pounded into the gasping, shuddering beauty beneath him as 
suddenly she locked her ankles in a death-like grip up over his 
arduously laboring back.  Her arms hugged his neck, her open mouth 
smashing against his, her tremoring body arching upward as she clung 
tightly to him!  She stopped moving, only hung there, quivering and 
jerking around him in a pulsating rhythm that spilled her orgiastic 
fluids out around his still straining cock, down the widespread crevice 
of her wide-split ass-cheeks to soak his balls as they wedged hard 
against her tiny, hotly spasming asshole ...
     And then, she fell away from him, her full, white breasts heaving 
as she sprawled back lifelessly to stare and pant up at him.  "Oh ... oh 
Lover ... let's rest awhile ... you learn too fast ...!"
     But Steve had no intentions of resting!  He wasn't finished yet, 
and his throbbing, stone-hard cock was aching like a swollenly inflamed 
tooth!  His brain whirled in a ginned-haze of vindictive bitterness at 
the sight of the wife he'd loved so much wantonly giving her naked 
beauty to the obscene combination fucking into her!  Willingly, 
wantingly, whorishly giving her ... his, yes his, precious curves of 
white loveliness like a fucking bitch-slut!  Damn her ... damn her ...!
     Tears filled Steve's half-drunken eyes as he kneed up in front of 
Karen's closed-eyed face, right above Don Keller's slackened one.  He 
caught his hand cruelly in her long blonde hair, winding it before he 
jerked her head upward until she was looking at him with startled, 
gaping blue-eyes!
     "Suck it, you cunt!" he spat between clenched teeth.  "Lick the cum 
and Barb's pussy juice off it first ... then suck it right down your 
damned little whorish throat!  I'm going to blow my nuts in your mouth 
until you choke on my jism!" Karen groaned, but not from the sight of 
him or what he'd ordered her to do ... not even from the pain his hand 
was brutally causing.  It was the hateful expression on his face and in 
his voice which tore at her heart!  She saw the tears in his eyes and 
knew that she loved him more than anything in the world ... but could 
she ever make him believe that again ...?  Oh God, she could try ... and 
right then, at that very moment!  It might be her last chance ever ...!
     The sight of his familiar, long thick cock, even covered with its 
glistening coat of wetness from his and their neighbor, Barbara's, 
fucking, fired an unknown, loving desire feverishly within her!  She 
felt herself impassionedly squirming her vagina and rectum back onto 
Satyr's tapered, thick hardness, then downward onto Don's rigidly 
pulsating rod of cock-flesh, increased sensations of masochistic love 
boiling in her steaming belly!
     Steve painfully jerked her head forward toward his wetly thrusting 
cock and she curled her fingers around its viscid wetness, sliding them 
back along the hardened flesh to circle its base and cup his sperm-
inflated balls!  Unhesitantly, she began to lick it as he'd ordered, the 
spicy masculine taste of his cum and Barbara's vaginal secretions 
inciting her all the more!  She licked and licked, feeling her husband's 
lewd pelvic jerking motions to her wetly caressing tongue, at the same 
time, undulating her nakedly inflamed loins on the pleasure-bringing 
cocks maddeningly fucking up between her wide-split young thighs!
     "Suck it!  Suck it!  Christ ... suck it, Karen!" Steve shudderingly 
choked, the tremor in his voice causing her heart to pound.  Her eyes 
ardently gleamed, she knew, as she slipped her eager mouth over the hot, 
bulbous head and worked her curling tongue along the thick, sinewy 
length of it, until her mouth was completely filled with her own loving 
husband's hotly pulsating cock!  Passionately, she locked her soft lips 
around it, moving her head back and forth several times until Steve, 
himself, began to move his loins and fuck lewdly into her face as though 
it were a second cunt!  She nearly gagged when he shoved it all the way 
to the back of her throat, then down, almost its entire length 
disappearing between her ovally clasping lips!
     Voraciously, Karen began to suck ... suck to win him back!  Thank 
God, she'd never really done it before with her mouth to anyone ... or 
anything!  He, her lover-husband, was the first and she was going to 
revel in it!  Her cheeks hollowed and bloated as she worked her head 
back and forth in counter rhythm to his thrusts, her tongue excitedly 
exploring every ridge and wrinkle of his feverishly thick rod.  Her soft 
hand cupped and cradled his heavy, cum-filled balls with heart-felt 
affection, while simultaneously she heaved her dual, flame-seared 
passages back and down in a matching cadence onto the ever-growing cocks 
razing into her from beneath and behind ...!
     Goddamn, Don Keller inwardly gasped!  This was no doubt the hottest 
fuck show he'd been a part of in some time ... maybe ever!  She, this 
gorgeous piece of woman, was everything, and then some, he could ever 
imagine!  Christ, greedily her milking little cunt was about to sap his 
screaming balls dry.  The pistoning dog-cock racing up her ass-channel 
only a thin membrane away from his own solid hardness was about to drive 
him ape with its incessantly pressuring heat against the length of his 
blood-pounding cock-flesh!  And if that wasn't enough to dissolve his 
nuts, along with her beautiful white tits swaying lushly over him, 
sucking his cum-covered cock!  Shit ... any minute ... any minute now 
...!
     If he had been angry and sad in the beginning, those feelings had 
long since left the panting German shepherd.  Though their human vaginas 
had always pleased Satyr, the tiny little nether-holes nestled up 
between their curved white ass-cheeks he would seek out from now on.  
The tight heat of it clutching at his lustfully stiffened rod was a new 
wonder no human female had ever trained him to.  He had discovered it by 
himself, and a proudness filled his broad thick animal chest, as well as 
revived love for his mistress who was giving herself ruttishly to it.
     His strong hind-legs had begun to tremble beneath him in his 
humping position, but with the familiar burning searing through his 
loins, he would not remain in it much longer.  Then, a movement to his 
right immediately caught his keen eye and he saw the pretty Barbara 
crawling closer until she was laying on her back beside them, her hand 
reaching out to clutch his mistress' hanging breasts.  Now, all were 
around his Karen, but only he had the fiery love of her tiny, tightly 
clinging nether-hole ...
     God, what did it really, really taste like ... their squirting cum 
... when it shot into your mouth ... that thick, white fluid ... jism!  
sperm!  cum!  Karen's brain frantically swam in the sea of her lust-
filled love!  Hot?  Yes, yes!  It had to be mentally scalding, bursting 
from the inferno of his precious balls!  And it would be tangy ... 
acidy, maybe ... but sweet and delicious ...!
     Shit, he loved her, Steve insanely reasoned!  He'd always love her!  
She could fuck the whole U.S. Army and suck off the Marine Corp!  He'd 
still love her!  Christ, the way she was sucking him ... taking it right 
down into her throat ...!  He'd eat her cunt and she'd suck his cock ... 
maybe later tonight they'd do it!  And then, he'd fuck her for twenty-
four hours straight ... he knew now ... until she'd cum so many times 
she'd want to suck him for breakfast!  Christ, he loved her ... and 
Barb, what she'd taught him!  She ... Don, they were real friends ... 
and that goddamned dog, Satyr ... what a wild helpmate he was going to 
make ... and maybe Aunt Janie right along with him ...!
     Karen wanted it so badly ... wanted her wonderful husband's raging 
cum shooting hotly into her mouth ... to swallow his seething, love-
filled jism and feel it dribbling down her throat ... filling her 
convulsing belly just as Don's and Satyr's huge cocks pummeling into her 
boiling cunt and ass-channels were going to burningly flood into her in 
a few moments time!  All together, they'd drown her in their male 
scalding sperm ... and she would cum like an erupting volcano!  Oh God 
... beautiful Barbara was caressing her tits ... pulling at their 
hardened, tingling nipples, actually milking them!  Ooohh yesss ... any 
minute now!  Ooohhh ... if only they'd all cum in her at the same time 
...!
     Though yet not that familiar with it, Karen sensed the oncoming 
climax of her lover-husband, and began to suck with increased fervor on 
his beautiful hardness as it abruptly swelled and pulsated in the wet, 
fervent cavern of her mouth!  She heard his pleading moans and wildly 
tongued and sucked at it, sensing the tremor ripple over his naked body, 
his hands gently caressing her head and face as the first squirt of his 
cum ragingly shot into her mouth!
     Karen clutched at his ass-cheeks, forcing his spewing cock deep 
into her throat in her frantic love for him, sensing it spurting in 
unending streams of thick creamy liquid that was everything she'd 
expected and wanted!  It deluged her and she was unable to swallow it 
all away, her cheeks bloating and contracting as she continued to 
swallow in thick gulps to keep from choking on the incessant, heaven-
sent gushes jetting from his husbandly loins!  Hungrily, she drank it, 
clasping her wet lips around his frenziedly ejaculating cock, determined 
not to lose the tiniest drop of his treasured, love-filled cum!
     Then Satyr whimperingly growled from behind her!  Passionately, 
Karen whined in her cooing tones for him around the deflating hardness 
of her Steve's cock, abruptly feeling the bullet-like shots of the dog's 
boiling sperm shooting far up into her rectum!  Reluctantly, her sucking 
lips released Steve's wilting, drained hardness, strings of his loving, 
white cum covering her whitely glistening lips and chin as she cried out 
in sudden, lust-filled abandon!
     "Aaauugghhh ... fuck me ... fuck me hard!  Ooohhh ... Oh God ... I 
can feel both of your cocks so good inside me!  Aaahhiieee ... faster 
... faster ...!" Karen cried as Steve slumped back to watch ... until it 
happened!  "Now ... Noowww ... I-I-I'm cuummiinngggg ...!"
     Once more, Karen felt Satyr's scorching squirts of animal-cum 
flooding her rectum and bowels as though he were urinating up inside her 
belly, while enchanting spasms of pleasureful joy rocketed through her 
insanely convulsing loins.  She could feel every contraction of his 
long, thick cock rifling its load of seething animal-sperm deep up into 
her greedily clenching and milking ass ...!  Then, Don gasped, swearing 
obscenely as she plunged her flaming cunt down onto his towering, 
throbbing hardness, her gasping breaths heaving from her lungs!  She 
held his cock completely absorbed inside her hungrily clutching cunt-
channel, wildly undulating her naked hips in furious little circles 
while his huge, pumping hardness began spitting out, too, its thick jets 
of fiery semen far up into the hidden recesses of her wonderously 
absorbing belly ...!
     She held it fast with the avidly working muscles of her inner-cunt 
walls sucking and pulling at it, her own orgasmic secretions puddling 
with his, an almost maddening convulsion of enchantment suddenly 
enveloping the wildly screaming, blonde haired young wife ...!

                             *     *     *

     There was more that night ... the night the young Steve Smiths 
became bona fide members of the close circle of couples which Don and 
Barbara Keller avidly promoted.  Although only the four of them, along 
with the fifth presence of Satyr, occupied the huge round bed Barbara 
had specifically designed, no greater passions, or combinations was that 
specially designed mattress ever to know!
     It was during a lull in festivities over sandwiches, coffee and 
liquors that the question of Satyr, who rewardedly did away with the 
last morsel of steak, became a topic of foremost interest.  How were 
they going to wheedle him away from Aunt Janie ...?  Christ, they 
certainly couldn't let a marvel like him get out of their grasp ...!
     Not that the handsome German shepherd knew exactly what they were 
discussing, but Karen had the feeling he was not totally blank to it 
all, and to her the proof came at the Friday night pool-party.
     Insanely involved with her own ... their own ... re-discovered 
love, she'd paid little more than caring attention to the loving animal 
the past few days.  Steve had insisted they save him for the party ... 
and not to cheat.  It was kind of a joke between them, now, her making 
love with Satyr, but the thought was never too far from her mind even 
though she kept her promise.  No loving with Satyr unless Steve was 
there ... and God, those few times ...!
     But it was the pool-party that really did it.  Linda Farnum brought 
her female boxer, and while Don spiked them all with a continuous flow 
of sexy films, the pair of animals cavorted in the kitchen.  Still, the 
topless young wives and the swollen-cocked mates they had paired off 
with, lounged, drank, and played promising games together, unaware of 
the sensual animal-love going on in the kitchen.
     Not until Barbara invaded their little rendezvous for a bucket of 
ice did they learn.  "Hey!  Hey, you guys!  Come look ... look at this!"
     Karen was one of the first, her hand caressing that of the young 
husband fondling her naked breast.  She drew her partner beyond the 
doorway so that the others could see.
     "Well ...?" she said, "so, they're making love!"  Which was exactly 
what they were doing, Satyr mounting the female dog, Fonda, in the 
conventional fashion of animals.  "To each his own, Barb darling!"
     "Almost, baby ... but look closer!  That devil's got it shoved 
right up her ass ...!"



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