John Kellerman

A girl_s best friend

PART ONE – KATIE

CHAPTER ONE

Katie Martin brushed the currycomb lovingly over the big Roan's withers. The great animal responded with a contented nodding and rearing of its noble head to the familiar touch of the striking young blue eyed, blonde girl. It was a task she enjoyed and she was displeased with herself for not having groomed him the day before, following her afternoon ride, but she had anticipated that Juan would do it. After all, he was the stableman. Besides, she'd been so taken up with her chance meeting of the boy who called himself Ron Carter that she hadn't quite known what she was doing.

She'd spotted him there leaning on the white rail-fence next to their private graveled road which led into the K-Bar-L some two miles from the main house, and had ridden over curiously to learn who he was and why he was there.

With her inseparable, shaggy Genghis bounding along behind them like some massive and ferocious attacking gray beast. Gallant Red rapidly closed the distance to where the stranger stood casually watching their approach, and she could see the late model Caddy parked on the shoulder of the road where he'd left it.

Seems to be about 17 or 18, she thought. Mmmm, and he's tall, broad-shouldered and lean too.

But it wasn't until she reined in that she realized he had a chiseled, handsome young face with almost insolent, dark sparkling eyes, and a lopsided smile that seemed to be grinning contemptuously at the world.

"Hi!" she'd greeted, offering him a warm, if, questioning smile.

"Hi," he'd replied in kind, his gaze fixing impudently on her breasts, hesitating there momentarily before raising slowly to her face.

She'd felt the flush in her cheeks and brushed her long, straight blonde hair back over her shoulders habitually, while Gallant Red pranced in nervous circles and Genghis began to growl viciously. Certainly, she wasn't unused to male eyes first caressing her breasts before moving appraisingly over the rest of her 15-year-old body.

She was well aware of their voluptuous size and shapely pointed beauty. A sort of initial focal point(s). But there was something wildly challenging in his obvious mental-stripping of her that raised tingles of excitement somewhere in her under-belly.

"Quiet, Genghis!" she'd ordered, and as always, the imposing, lovable brute had obeyed immediately. "Don't mind him. He doesn't like anyone until I tell him to. He's a Timber Wolf."

"Well, I hope you tell him to like me," Mr. Handsome replied solemnly, then, his fetching grin had become prevalent once more.

She had laughed, displaying an array of white even teeth intentionally, while she leaned forward to pat the big Roan's neck.

"All right, I will. I'm Katie Martin."

"Ron Carter," he replied, his brazen eyes constantly returning to her breasts.

"What're you doing around here, Ron Carter?"

"Vacationing," he shrugged. "Just riding around and stumbled onto this road."

"Staying nearby?"

"In Phoenix… with relatives," he told her.

She must have been staring at him.

God, he's handsome. The insane thought raced through her mind before suddenly continuing. "I'm having a party tonight… just some friends… people, you know? Would you like to come?"

"Yeah, sure I'd like to," he started, then as if in second thought, he added. "But I can't make it tonight… sorry. I'm tied up. Maybe, some other time, eh?"

She felt disappointment.

"All right… but I wish you could come," she said, making little effort to hide her aroused feelings. Lord, he's so damnedably good-looking, her mind kept wandering. That along with that mysterious virile charisma of his that could hypnotize a girl. Then she continued her conversation. "I think I like you," she'd said almost before she realized it. "You'd be my date… and we throw the wildest parties, Lee and I…"

"Lee?"

"He's my twin," she'd informed him, trying to steady Gallant Red who was anxious to gallop over the hill toward the wash, their usual afternoon excursion. "Listen… our Friday night parties are always the best. Why don't you try to make it, Ron?"

"Okay," he nodded. "I'll try."

His grin was sending the craziest sensations soaring through her.

She couldn't remember when a boy had moved her the way he had. Except, of course, for Danny Farnum, but he was in Tucson, and just a memory now. They'd even stopped writing each other some months past, and it had been two years since Daddy had brought them to Breynar. Two frustrated, unhappy years of discomfort and unwanted new existence.

"There'll be pot!" she heard herself add with a feeling of defiance, while the big horse pivoted in circles, restlessly.

"I'll keep it in mind."

"And I'll be looking for you," she'd advised, offering him a sensuous parting smile. "Nice meeting you, Ron Carter," she gave him a knowing wink. "I'll be back."

But he hadn't, and their party had been a lousy affair without him, at least, for her. Now, she was angry with herself for making such an obvious pass at him.

God, she thought to herself in self-disgust. Could I have made a bigger fool of myself?

Thinking about it, she wasn't surprised that he hadn't showed. He'd probably been afraid of being raped! Damn, nothing seemed to go right anymore, not since Tucson. She had been a wanton little ass throwing herself at him so conspicuously, hadn't she? Well, she wasn't sorry, not really, and she'd do it again. Even more with the right boy, and especially with Ron Carter! She'd had just about all she could stomach of this whole disgusting new existence! What a farce it'd become!

Gallant Red whinnied, interrupting her unpleasant thoughts.

"What's the matter, Darling?" she spoke soothingly, brushing back over his ribs toward his strong muscular flanks. "You disgusted, too?"

Genghis, sitting on his haunches behind her, whimpered at her words. Automatically, she craned her neck to look into the great beast's wild grayish green eyes that were staring at her limpidly.

"All right, Baby, all right! Don't be jealous," she said, reaching her free hand around to stroke the huge animal's massive crown. "I love you. You know I do. God, you ought to… you old Wolf!"

He licked at her hand and she continued to pet him affectionately.

Lord, she thought. What would I ever have done without them these many lonely months passed?

They had become her whole life. Her pets… her loves… her only companions! Oh yes, there'd been Daddy and Mom and Lee. Three empty shells of the loving, close knit family she'd been a part of in Tucson before the great and new existence had come to plague them, to weave imprisoning cocoons around them. Social cells within which one might smother in dignity with his individual hang-ups.

But her sweethearts! They were so far superior to the human animal, and the good Lord knew how much she loved her Mom and Daddy. Her handsome Daddy. Yes, and even Lee, but damn him, he'd been absolutely obnoxious the night before!

If it hadn't been for him, she might have enjoyed some kind of time. Or at least, lessened the letdown of Ron Carter's nonappearance. She hadn't lied about Friday nights being their best times, because both of her parents were generally gone.

For Daddy, it was a late working day, then Civic Club. Later, he joined her mother at the Breynar Country Links for whatever it was that kept them until 5:00 and 6:00 o'clock in the morning.

That preliminary weekend stage that personified upper middle-class success. After all, a bank manager and his wife were expected to move in exclusive circles, and they did. But the hollowness was so blatant anymore in both of their adorable faces.

Oh damn!

She wasn't going to think about that disgusting, heartbreaking nonsense this morning! No! It was too beautiful of day, and she had her closest darlings around her. Yet, she couldn't shake the anger she felt toward her twin.

Damn him, anyway!

She was actually fifteen minutes older than he was and looked at least two years younger, an aggravating delusion that for some unknown reason had led him to believe he could big-brother it over her, and even worse, she'd found herself giving in to his domination the past year.

No one ever took them for twins anymore, although they resembled each other closely. Both were blonde haired and fair skinned, Lee's near six feet in height and strong, athletic build, had advanced her own kid sister feeling.

She stopped currying, her thoughts distracting her once again. It was actually difficult for her to accept the change that'd come over Lee since Tucson. They had been so close at 13. But then, she had only to remember Peggy Farnum, her Danny's sister, to realize she had the basic answer.

Perhaps, it was only that childish affliction that adults are wont to call puppylove, but whatever it was, the four of them had enjoyed an ardent case of it until they'd moved. Then had come the disillusionment and loneliness to breed little animosities and confused defiance.

Daddy had been so proud, she remembered. He'd gotten the appointment as Bank Manager of the Breynar branch of Saguaro National Bank and Trust Co., that beautiful suburb of Phoenix and nothing had been the same since!

Gallant Red whinnied once more, jarring her from a state of rapidly growing moroseness.

"Okay… you're right, Darling," she said, reaching up to tweak the great horse's ear. "I shouldn't bring my problems to my beautiful loves. But there wasn't any damned reason for Lee to make a fuss because I smoked my second stick of grass. God, you'd think he was my guardian or something," she went on, as if her pets could understand her. "He made such an issue of it that I actually ran out of there. And then that disgusting Larry Beehman. The whole evening, trying to get his hands up my dress. Though, I can't help wondering what he'd ever do if I decided to let him!"

She began to curry once more, the repulsive, yet, sensuous thought of Larry Beehman's clumsy attempts to fondle her semi-virginal secret parts blending with the existing maze that was embroiling her mind. Genghis whimpered behind her and she petted him absently.

She pictured their house on Orange Drive in Tucson. The happiest moments of her life had been spent there. And Danny would come over. His young carefree face appeared before her. Smiling as always. What a sweet boy he was.

She had let him touch her there and caress her budding breasts while she would hold and gently stroke his hot, hard rod, but it had never gone beyond that, and he was the only boy she'd ever let do it.

God, I've got to stop thinking about such things. She shook her head from these thoughts. Otherwise I'll get myself all worked up!

Instead, she forced herself to remember the day Daddy had told them the good news. They were moving to Breynar! She had thought she'd die! Even her mother's smile had seemed nauseous. But Daddy had been too elated with his appointment to notice their dejection. It was going to be a whole new and wonderful life for them, he'd predicted happily. At last, the Martins were going to be important in this world. They were going to attain status and have all of the luxuries he'd never been able to give them!

Well, it was done! Now, Mom didn't even cook the meals, Rosita did! And Daddy didn't prune his pet rose bushes, Juan did that for him! Nor was there any more Danny Farnum! Instead, she had the pot and the parties and the Larry Beehmans. And Lee had Millie Stone, the Judge's daughter.

The pig! she thought about that dirty old man. Oh, how stupid it is to keep rehashing all this. But God, Daddy… what have you done to us?

Katie felt the hot tears stinging her cheeks, and she'd vowed days ago that she'd never let it happen again. Yet, she hadn't counted on this Ron Carter either, and somehow he'd stirred her up miserably.

Lord knows, Daddy had meant only the best for them. He'd given them the K-Bar-L with its splendid furnishings, ample wardrobes, three cars, and finally her Gallant Red and Genghis, the latter being a magnificent beast she had seen in a San Francisco zoo and fallen in love with. She knew he had cost her father a sizable amount, and somehow he'd managed the difficult purchase from the zoo.

Then, it had taken several months of gradual and professional acclimation before the Lobo could cope with the desert heat. Now, he was her prize possession, just as the ranch was Daddy's, while to Lee and herself, if was only a figurehead place.

She guessed that it probably hung fine amongst the Breynar Country Club group, placing her parents on the exclusive social level. It was a beautiful, gentleman spread that most people would give a great deal to be a part of, but neither Lee nor did she feel quite that way about it. And although she wasn't certain, she had her doubts about her Mom's professed contentment there.

If only she and her brother hadn't drifted so far apart. Whatever had come between them, Katie couldn't put her finger on it. After all, they'd always been so close. In fact, there'd almost been a secret bond drawing them closer to one another in Tucson, and thinking about it caused an unexpected ripple of excitement to tingle along her spine again.

She recalled that he would come into her room at night before going to bed, wearing only his shorts, while she might sit at her vanity brushing her hair in her nightie.

And why not? Dear God, hadn't they even bathed together a thousand times in their little years?

All the same, she remembered, he would stand there talking about idle and unimportant things while she would glance a hundred times at the bulge at the front of his shorts, knowing he was eyeing her breasts through the diaphanous material of her nightgown, and staring at her hips and buttocks, waist and thighs when she stood and crossed the room intentionally. Then at the partially hidden light haired mound of her young womanhood as she faced him.

But she'd never thought of their actions as being wrong. After all, he was her brother. Yet, as strongly attached as they had been, she couldn't remember anything they had ever done to each other that could be sexually frowned upon.

Lord, what am I trying to come up with, anyway? She blinked her eyes furiously, trying to purge these thoughts from her mind.

Genghis suddenly gave out with a loud bark.

"Damnit, Genghis, be quiet!" she snapped. "It's 6:00 o'clock in the morning! You want to wake up the whole place?"

The Wolf stirred, moving in a tight circle, then sat once more, contented with the hand she grazed backwards over his massive head as she curried with the other. She wished she'd put on slacks or jeans instead of the skirt she'd hastily jumped into. What she needed was a wild ride down through the wash to clear her head of all the erotic little thoughts she had let accumulate there.

Thinking about that now, it occurred to her that she'd been restless all night, ever since Larry Beehman's crude fumbling around. That, in addition to her general confused frustrations, had roused her from bed early.

Again, Genghis barked, startling her this time, and angrily, she raised her hand as if to slap the brute, but then he whimpered and at the same moment her eyes caught sight of it, too!

It was Gallant Red. Her gentle currying of his glistening coat had caused it to happen again, just as it had the other day! His heavy shaft suddenly hung dangling out, thick and black like a length of oversized rubber tubing, and Katie couldn't take her eyes from it!

Immediately, she sensed an uncontrollable twinge of excitement charging upward through her as her widened blue eyes stared fixedly at the ever-lengthening rod of black, velvet like animal flesh!

"S… So that's what you were barking at, Darling," Katie half whispered, both fascinated and aroused by the fierce and sensually inspiring spectacle.

Of course, she'd seen it before and had been no less moved, but until this very morning she hadn't been certain that she was its stimulus. Juan usually curried him.

God, had she subconsciously had this in her mind all night? Was that why she'd been so restless with Larry Beehman's awkward passes inciting her, along with memories of Danny and even Lee adding to her impetus? Was that why she'd hurriedly grabbed up the first things she could find to wear and rush down here with Genghis right behind her?

She couldn't help but drop to her knees where she could observe the huge shaft more closely. Gently, she rubbed at the great horse's belly with her small soft hand while she spoke softly and the huge gray Wolf came over to nuzzle against her cheek affectionately.

"The poor Darling, he needs a lovely mare to satisfy him, Genghis Doll," she unconsciously cooed. "You see, I've worked him all up. Just like you, he loves me too! Have you ever seen such a breathtaking thing? God, some beautiful mare doesn't realize what she's missing, does she Lobo, Baby?"

The powerful Wolf whimpered to the sound of her near-whispering voice, but Katie was hardly aware of it. The sensuously provoking marvel before her eyes was inciting crazy fermentations inside her loins and belly. She could feel the tingling sensations down between her soft white thighs. Between the very lips of her pussy, taunting the moist pink flesh of her vulva.

Oh, what a beautiful animal he is, she thought. And I love him so. Just as I love my Genghis. The sweet, splendid creature. He needed a mate just as lovable Lobo had needed one! But what can I do about it? My God, just look at the size of it.

She couldn't resist reaching under him and touching it in a petting motion, then slowly encircling her fingers that hardly encompassed a third of the massive hot shaft. Wild and insane jolts of carnal lust lashed through her young voluptuous body at the feel of the spongy animal-prick in her hand, while entranced, she began to feebly stroke it as she had the few times to Danny.

Her brain raced licentiously. It was early. Juan wouldn't show for another hour or so when he brought Rosita!

God, I want to, she thought. There's something so deviant and utterly feral about this. Yet, so beautiful and fulfilling for my gallant angel. That is, if I can go through with it!

She was certain it would bring her as much satisfaction as it would him, and Lord knows, he'd provided her release so many many times since she'd had him! God, why else had she left off her panties this morning and rushed down to the stables with all of the intentions of mounting him bareback, her skirt pulled up so that there would be nothing between his warm hairy flesh and the spread-open lips of her cunt? To cum and cum and cum again! That's what she'd intended. But all of her little hang-ups had intervened!

Face it, Katie Martin, she admonished herself. You're nothing more than a human female animal, and all the establishment pomp and circumstance that your Daddy affords you will never make you more than half-worthy of these two magnificent brutes who love you! You belong to them… not they to you!

Her mouth and throat were so dry that she swore she could spit cotton when she lay down on her back in his stall, kicked off her slippers and moved over to lay beneath the towering animal. She knew that nothing could ever induce him to step on her, not even if a gun had been suddenly fired.

He whinnied several times while Genghis paced the enclosure and whimpered. Then, she raised her small, pink-soled feet and took his great hot prick between them, her skirt falling back over her belly to reveal her enchanting nakedness in a lewd and salacious, bestial scene as she began to gently rub up and down the long, thick stem.

Unbelievable bolts of prurient lust screamed through her at the thought and sight of what she was doing. She watched his colossal cock stiffen and lengthen even more, until its fantastic crest hung nearly down between her thighs to press against her cuntlips there.

Uncontrollably, as she worked her soft feet up and down the mighty shaft, she raised her hips until the huge black head caressed and split open her moist puffy flanges! God almighty, she'd lose her senses with the forbidden ecstasy of it!

Then, she felt again the presence of her Genghis and heard him whining as he crept on his belly between Gallant Red's hindlegs toward her upturned crotch.

What a true Wolf he is. She grinned at his action. The jealous Darling.

But she knew the sight of her naked raised thighs and her exposed soft white buttocks and moist pink slit beneath its sparse, blonde curls was attracting him. Hadn't she taught him that way?

She gave a start when she felt his cold damp nose brush against the tiny raised circle of her anus, then she sensed the length of his hot, moist tongue lash out and lick up through the smooth crevice of her ass, splaying the puffy lips of her pink cunt like a fleshy spatula, grazing her raw inner flesh the length of her split to the erect nub of her clitoris, and she moaned audibly, her lovely legs and feet working like clutching hands and arms as they pumped Gallant Red's massive black prick wickedly!

CHAPTER TWO

It had to be arthritis, Juan Chaverez mused sullenly. What else could it be, unless it was that damned bed he and Rosita lumped to the center in like a sailor's hammock? God, how his back ached.

He drove the dilapidated Chevy with an air of regality in posture, but only to relieve the pain above his hips. Slowly, he brought the vehicle to a halt and the massive woman beside him rolled out.

"Will you come for breakfast?" she asked in Spanish.

"Woman, I told you, I have that Goddamned horse to groom," he spat back at her. "And I'm lucky if I can bend over and pick up the currycomb."

"I only asked you…"

"Keep the coffee hot," he grumbled in their native tongue. "I still haven't figured out why we came to work an hour and a half early on a Saturday morning. We gain no more money for our stupid kindness."

"I told you, lummox, I had personal things to do for my Mrs. Martin…"

"Ooohhh, you and your Mrs. Martin," he grunted. "Ughhh! I'm going to the stables," Juan said without looking at his wife, the pain in his back not so strong when he stood and walked.

What he needed was a good and healthy belt of tequila with a bitter wedge of lemon and salt! Christ, he was getting too old to work as he did. He was fifty. Too fat and too lazy, besides his brain was still warped with visions of grandeur that had never materialized from his young years, and he hated everyone because of it. He smiled to himself.

Well, nearly everyone, he thought a second time. Not the enticing little Missy… not my little Katie… Damn, I only need to look at her to become revived all over again… no pain, no anything but love! Stupid! You fat old man with the big prick! You're stupid!

But he doubted that he would ever forget the night he stood outside her bedroom window and watched her undress. Strip stark naked! Then, she had paraded around the room with that Goddamned Wolf behind her, his vicious nose half way up her luscious ass!

Goddamn! He'd never seen anything like it! She was so beautiful. Even the beast itself, had seemed to notice! And then, the lights had gone out!

A dozen more times he had tried to watch, hoping to just glimpse her lovely breasts, her intoxicating hips and thighs. And that erotic spot between her legs where the golden hairs grew… but he's been unsuccessful. She had remembered to close the draperies.

So, enticing things came to poor peons in small measure. At least, he got to watch the mother occasionally when she prepared for bed, and what could be a more enchanting sight than that provocative woman?

All of the attributes of the daughter with dark trimmings, he grinned to himself. In truth, Juan Chaverez, you are a very lucky man. But only because you are an old lecher and a voyeur. The fact that you are lazy and worthless is permissible only because you have been married for a thousand years to a good woman who bore you many sons and daughters. Worthless sons and daughters! They provide nothing for your old age as you did.

The familiar partial-howl of the Wolf brought him up short. He had been about to flip open the stable door when he heard it.

Several things raced quickly through his mind in that instance.

Number one, the filthy beast wouldn't be in the stables unless his mistress was there, he considered. The brute never went anywhere without her. Number two, why would she be in there this time of morning, except to be with the Roan? But again, why? I didn't groom him yesterday after her ride! I never thought she paid that close of attention! With stupidities like that, she could make me lose my job. Then Rosita would haunt me till the end of time… or until the pain in my back becomes too unbearable!

He listened, hearing strange, almost gasping sounds. The whinny of the Roan even seemed somewhat distorted to his well-trained ears. The Wolf whimpered again, and then, he thought he heard a human moan! He'd slip in the side way and see!

***

Katie could hardly fathom the lascivious sensations filling her from the tip of her working toes to the crown of her voluptuous blonde head. In the never-before lewd state she had let overwhelm her, she felt no more than an animal herself, nor did she want to!

The enchanting delight of Genghis' lashing, loving tongue between the flushed lips of her moist and pink cunt, however familiar, was adding immeasurably to the delight of knowing she was bringing her Gallant Red toward a climax.

Insane little fermentations continued to flutter through and over the wild nerve ends of her nearly naked body as he licked at her clitoris and she held to her obscene position, with raised legs and soft pink feet clutching at the horse's massive, pendulum-cock, rubbing the outer layer of heavy skin up and down, its black mushroomed head dangling above her naked belly.

God, how she wished she could wedge it into her, but the head alone would split her wide open! She loved it! Yes, she did! Just as she loved Genghis', and that was like some sort of impaling log! Yet, maybe she could try. Just the tip when he was ready to unleash all of his love-juice! Good God, she was losing her mind! She was nothing more than a bitch, herself! And what was better than that?

Katie moaned aloud as Genghis continued to lick her cunt with deep penetrating, upsweeping strokes, his vicious teeth and fangs bared and she drew back her thighs until her knees were touching her breasts. She reached down and caught Gallant Red's elongated, black-velvety prick in her hands, then pressed it downward over her belly and between her thighs, forcing Genghis back and away.

"It's all right, Darling!" she gasped. "I love you! You know that! But our Darling's getting ready to cum… just like you do! Oh Baby, stay right there, don't go away!"

She managed, raising her head, and to her amazement she saw the massive Wolf's tongue licking up the backside of Gallant Red's great cock, as she tried to nuzzle its huge head between the lips of her blonde cunt!

Suddenly, she could feel that gigantic knob pressing against the small mouth of her vagina and she was wanton with desire! Feverishly, she worked her feet up and down against his long shaft. Then it happened!

The pulsating head squeezed a ways into her and she felt the horrendous squirt of his gushing sperm! Insanely, she raised her head to watch, seeing it spurt back out around the black, insinuated shaft because there was no room to take it. It was spurting back like a fountain to spray her belly and thighs! And it was then that she realized how fortunate she was that his loins and hers held enough distance between to prevent more than the very tip of his mighty prick to enter her!

Good God! she thought, unnerved by the sight before her. He would've scooped me up like a pig on a spit!

But it had been beautiful. Her loving doll had emptied himself of his need, even though she still had her own!

She lay momentarily, fascinated by the sight of his wonderful cock shrinking up and away from her, finally being absorbed in the sheath between his legs, even as her own desire relentlessly churned inside her.

She rolled from beneath the spent animal and slowly gained her feet, ever caressing him with her hands. He whinnied and nodded his head in what she considered to be gratification. Somewhere behind her, Genghis whimpered.

Damn, she thought. If I ever needed anything before, is a need for release right at this moment!

She could feel the wet viscidness of Gallant Red's sperm on her belly and drenching her loins. God, she was an animal bitch all right… nothing more!

She dropped to her haunches and the great Wolf came toward her, his tongue hanging out as if he were sweating.

"Now, Darling!" she gasped, swinging around to get on her knees.

She immediately drew her skirt up to her waist, exposing her young, delightful rounded buttocks and white thighs. Her tight ass thrust into the air salaciously, the moist pink slit of her cunt a trained haven for her precious brute.

"Now Baby! Fuck it! Oh God! Fuck it!"

***

Juan couldn't believe what his bloodshot eyes were actually witnessing! He had entered from the outside in through the tack-room, but stopped short at the doorway into the stables, easing it nearly closed when he saw the pretty Missy lying on her back beneath the big Roan.

She lay completely naked from her belly to the tip of her toes. Her long and tapered white legs raised in the air so that the Goddamned horse's cock was caught between the pink, wrinkled soles of her feet, and she was milking the fucking rod between them. Working her luscious legs up and down while she held the huge throbbing head with both small hands, nuzzling it against her soft white belly!

Then, the Goddamned Wolf slithered between the Roan's hindlegs, half-blocking his view of Katie's beautifully taut, white upturned buttocks. Shit, he had even been able to see the little pink hole between her asscheeks and the coral slit separating the golden down-covered lips of her young cunt before the fucking Lobo got in the way! He opened the door wider and shifted his position until he again had a commanding vantage point.

Holy Mother of God! He swore under his breath. The Goddamned Wolf is licking her pussy!

In his uneventful, yet, too often wicked lifetime, Juan Chaverez had never enjoyed a more obscene sight that he could recall. Nor had his heavy cock ever leaped into hardness any quicker than it had right at that moment. He was damned near overcome with immediate lust and he clutched at his swollen member inside his pants as Katie let out a sensuous moan of delight.

Goddamn! If it wasn't for that vicious bastard, he'd go over there and bury his throbbing prick in that sweet young pussy! But the brute would tear him apart if she ordered it to! Oh Christ, he'd never seen such an expression of lust on any face, let alone one so pretty as the little Missy's.

Wh… what is she trying to do now? he wondered as he watched her wiggling beneath the large Roan. Fuck! She's trying to wedge the head of the huge horse-cock down between her soft full thighs.

He continued watching as she held raised and spread apart. And then she was lifting her ass up so that she could splay open her moist pink cuntlips with its pulsing black cock tip!

Holy Mother! He caught his breath.

He'd seen women in Nogales and Tijuana take on a Burro, but they were hags with cunts like satchels, not tender little girls with a small sweet hole like the Missy's! It would mangle her delicate entrails if he so much as gave a lunge, and he was getting ready to squirt out his load! Shit, she would be drowned!

He saw Katie writhe and squirm, then as she continued to hold the thick back animal-cock nuzzled into her obscenely stretched open pink cunt the horse's viscid, milky semen suddenly spurt back out of her young tight passage to drench her enchanting crotch, belly and thighs like a firehose.

The unbelievable and salacious show had set Juan Chaverez' rock-hard prick into a throbbing ache that would never leave him now until he brought it relief in some form or another.

He watched as the Missy was crawling from beneath the lucky Goddamned Roan. He figured that she would probably run to the house now and bathe away the animal jism drenching her lovely crotch, while she thought about it all and played with herself, the little bitch!

If only he dared to chance it with that fucking Wolf there! Damn, he had to do something. His balls were churning as if they were on fire! No, he couldn't take a chance with Genghis around. The brute was too dangerous, and if she decided to cry out! Christ, he hated to think of that! No, he would go up to the house and make the old woman stoop over in the pantry.

What the hell! He gulped loudly. Sonofabitch, the blonde little lovely is not finished yet!

He stared in disbelief as the Missy was down on all fours with her skirt pulled up to her waist once more. Her luscious young naked ass wiggling lewdly back at the Goddamned Lobo!

Juan could see the glistening dampness that saturated the smooth crevice between her lush white asscheeks, while some of the creamy, viscous animal-cum continued to spill from between the blonde-fringed lips of her pink cunt to run in rivulets down the milk-white columns of her soft inner thighs.

"Now Baby!" he heard her gasp, twisting her head around, an almost depraved expression of wild excitement contorting her beautiful face. "Fuck it! Oh God! Fuck it!"

Juan listened in awe, while he stared openmouthed at the Wolf moving in between her widespread legs and thighs behind her. He heard the beast whimper eagerly, then saw him lash out with his tongue, lapping it licentiously over the entire exposed area of her open crotch, from the tightly clenched little hole of her puckered anus, down beneath the taut and damp pink edges of her pussy. Even to the base of her puffy mound of silken hair, where it penetrated moistly to flick against her clitoris.

Again and again, he repeated the act, his long tongue laving through her soft hair-covered genitals savagely, spreading her open in the tenderest parts until she began to twitch and jerk noticeably at his licking and sniffing of her loins.

Jesus Christ! She must be some kind of witch, Juan thought wildly to himself, while simultaneously stroking his own swollen prick inside his pants. Or maybe… maybe she has been cursed by a demon! Otherwise, why would such a beautiful golden-haired girl be giving herself to animals this way? Holy Mother!

He'd never seen the equal of it. She was like a wanton bitch, gasping aloud now as Genghis drew his hot tongue the entire measure of her sweet young cunt! Then, she closed her eyes and was inching her knees a little farther apart to open her coral-hued, gently quivering split wider to him!

He saw the animal-tongue thrust up the moist hair-lined fissure, flicking at the mouth of her tight vagina, ravishing her exposed genitals mercilessly, while she moaned and coaxed him on lewdly.

"Yes… yessss, my sweet Darling! That's it, Lover… lick my cunt with your beautiful hot tongue!" Juan heard her coarse whispers. "Yesssss… Baby, like that! Now… now, come up and fuck me, Darling! Shove your great wonderful cock into my hole! Now, Baby! Now!"

Suddenly, the Roan whinnied and the Wolf mounted her. His muscular, furry body crowding in toward her widespread buttocks, his powerful forelegs clutching at her soft white hips!

Juan gaped in amazed and near-overpowering lust at the glistening, scarlet Wolf-prick slipping from its huge sheath, dripping freely, its tapered point jerking and dancing as the brute hunched in close to her, trying to bury the pink, lean tip and its thickening shaft into her delicious young body!

Holy Shit! His mind reeled at a revelation. This is not the first time the Goddamned Lobo has fucked her. I bet the little bitch has trained him to do this!

***

The maddening and lascivious desire racing through her carnally tingling, lush body was more intoxicating than Katie had ever known in her young teenage life! To be "hot" and "horny" wasn't a new experience to her. She guessed she was as normal as any girl her age, but the sight of Gallant Red's magnificent cock squirting his cum into her pussy had been too much! It had gushed into her like scalding streams of thick milk, warming her belly and cunt-channel. She could still feel a puddle of it sloshing around inside her! And the wild sensations that were charging through her at that very moment, with Genghis' powerful forelegs clutching at her hips!

She could feel the tip of his mighty prick between her hot thighs, searching for her quivering vaginal-mouth and the ecstasy that she knew it was about to bring her saturated her venerally incited brain!

Oh, Daddy, Lee, Mom, she thought to herself. If you could only see your little Katie right now!

With an unrestrained moan, she moved the twin spheres of her upthrust, spread buttocks in searching little circles, attempting to capture Genghis' lengthening and thickening cock. The obscene thought of her act building the tension within her to an almost unbearable peak.

God, how she wanted his beautiful rod inside her to finish the task her wonderful Gallant Red could never do! She had to have it inside her, like so many, many nights. But this was special, else she'd lose her mind with her building need!

Her brain raced lewdly, filling with forbidden thoughts of her Daddy and Lee as she frantically reached down through the enticing arch of her thighs and crotch, grasping the moist, rubbery spear of hard animal-flesh and guiding its throbbing tip toward her tingling, damp hole.

She'd fuck Daddy! She'd fuck Lee, too. But they had to make the first move! God, she would… maybe even suck them, although she'd never done either to any male! Yes, yes, yes! Both at the same time!

Immediately, Genghis thrust forward, spreading her slightly opened cunt wider and wider as with a whimper, he buried his long animal-cock deep up into the wanting and squirming pink hole between her legs!

"Oooohhhhhh! Oooooohhhhhhh!" she sighed gutturally, her breath gushing from her lungs. "Ooooohhhhh Goddddd!"

Juan Chaverez had unleashed his swollen, pulsating cock. He hardly knew what in hell he was going to do with it. But at the moment he was stroking it salaciously, his arm wrapped around his protruding belly, his hand clutching the massive stalk, while he watched in lecherous fascination as the thick, scarlet Wolf-prick slithered forward with a damp charge until it was sunk in the Missy to the hilt, the fucking beast's hairy balls swinging ferally down between Katie's moist, blonde pubic hair.

"Oh Lover!" she moaned, her eyes wide and glazed as the brute fucked into her from behind. "Oooohhhh! Ooohhhhh! Oooohhhh!" she chanted in obvious relief and began to move backward rhythmically to meet the animal's powerful long strokes into her.

Juan watched as he began to pump at his own prick more systematically and with increased vigor, all the while watching Katie's beautiful and contorted face, completely enraptured by the enviable animal-fucking the Wolf was giving her. He found himself keeping tempo with his masturbating to the Goddamned beast's thick cock skewering deeper and deeper into her from behind, his savage, muscular body ramming and thudding resoundingly between her lush, widespread buttocks, his vicious cock a merciless piston of glistening, rigid animal-flesh sinking to its full depth deep into her soft white belly, while she rotated her young, tender buttocks furiously, grinding them back against the fucking Wolf like a hungry bitch in heat!

It was at that very moment that Juan knew that he had to gamble! The Goddamned Lobo could tear him apart if it wanted to. He was too old and achy to care anyway! Fuck, he couldn't stand it any longer! The sight of that four-legged bastard humping his long, thick animal shaft into his Missy, while he pulled at his prick didn't seem sensible! Goddamn, he was going to gamble!

Katie breathed a moan of bliss from her slackened lips as she moved in cadence backwards to meet Genghis' superb panting thrusts. She felt his forelegs clinging to her hips like furry arms, and she tried to undulate her body, rotating her buttocks in carnal little circles, giving herself fully to the erotic delight of the beautiful fucking her faithful lover was pounding into her from the rear.

She wished there was some way she could watch his pleasure-giving cock disappearing inside her clasping pussy, but she could only visualize the forbidden scene, and the mere thought of their unnatural coupling sent salacious and depraved exultation soaring through her sensually aroused, voluptuous young body.

God, I wish Daddy was watching from some secret place… or Lee, she thought wishfully. Or both of them together! I'd suck them… one after the other! And then… and then…

She saw the body drop to its knees in front of her, and as she slowly raised her eyes, they envisioned the naked and hairy loins of a man. His long and thick hardened prick jutting out toward her face! But he had a belly… a fat, hairy belly! Slowly, she raised her eyes until they reached the grinning, lust-filled face of Juan!

"Oh, my God!" she gasped, half rising up, but stopping quickly when Genghis growled savagely.

"It's all right, Missy!" Juan said, nodding his head and his prick at the same time. "It's all right. Do not be frightened. I've watched it all… the horse first, then, the Wolf. But I won't tell anyone! I promise! You see, I know how it is… when you're young and hot-blooded… and… and your little pussy needs attention! I'm your friend, Missy! I swear it! You'll never have a better friend than old Juan. Now, just keep doing what you're doing, Missy. Let the Wolf fuck you. He does it nice, eh? His prick is big and fat, and you've trained him well… but no one will know. Just you and me. It'll be our secret… forever. Okay? Okay?"

Katie was aghast with horror. Even as the wild fermentations increased within her, she knew she would've screamed had Genghis' cock not been inside her, whipping her breath away with his every plunge.

Juan! Fat and ugly, repulsive Juan. Of all people in this world! Yet, she didn't dislike him. She just had never really thought about him! He was a hand who worked on the ranch. He was older, fat… and yes, ugly… but pleasant. And now, he knelt before her with his bared, swollen cock in front of her face. He even knew all of her intimate secrets. Genghis would tear him to pieces if she gave the slightest alarm!

My God! She'd wished for Daddy's or Lee's prick dangling in front of her mouth, and instead she'd gotten Juan's.

"Yo… You don't have to do it if you are afraid… or don't want to," he said softly. "I'll just kneel here and watch. Don't worry, Missy, I will never tell a soul, I promise! It's our secret, eh? But… but you are so beautiful. I… I did not mean to see you trying to put the Roan's great prick into your little hole… but you were doing it when I came in…"

There was nothing to measure by. She'd never found herself in such a situation before. And not a bit of her desire had left her because of his sudden shocking appearance. In fact, the licentious sight of his hard, bobbing prick before her face was only adding to the carnal sensations inside her.

She had never really seen a grown man's swollen shaft with lust in its slitted eye. And it did more than just intrigue her, it inspired her. She found herself wondering if Daddy's or Lee's looked like this one. It was so much longer than she reasoned it might be, and so much bigger around.

"Ar… Are we friends?" he said, interrupting her thoughts that were so difficult to concentrate upon with Genghis' great rod continually soaring into her. "Are we?"

"Y… Y… Yes, of course, Juan… of course… ooooohhhhh! W… We have a… a secret."

"Of course, my pretty little Missy," he grinned. "A secret between ourselves, eh?"

Almost subconsciously, her small hand moved out and up to slowly clasp his thick and hot prick. She felt it jerk to her touch, even as her eyes concentrated on the smooth, velvety appearing purple-head that his foreskin partially covered.

Intuitively, she clutched the rigid shaft tighter and drew back the heavy skin, drew it back as far as it would go, feeling it pulsate in her soft hand. Then, excitedly moving her face closer to it.

Knowing what he wanted her to do, and knowing what she wanted to do, herself. She wanted to suck it!

Oh God, yes! She did! She did!

CHAPTER THREE

Juan's breathing labored in his throat raspily. He hardly dared hope that the lovely Missy was going to suck his thick pulsating cock, even though she had taken it in her tiny hand and had begun to work its heavy foreskin back and forth over the blunt, blood-engorged head with obvious fascination.

He had grunted aloud, his hairy naked loins and fat belly convulsing to the delicate touch of her soft warm hand, and he couldn't contain himself from reaching forward and brushing his own hands through her long golden hair. Smoothly, he let them slip beneath the wealth of blonde tresses to the soft, satiny skin of her neck and head… then gently, he drew her forward.

Katie felt his urging, drawing her face toward his velvety, mushroom-knobbed prick and she could see a small drop of clear liquid seeping from the moist split at its tip.

"D… do not be afraid, Missy," he hissed down to her. "Just touch it with your tongue first. Lick it as if it were a stick of candy! No one will know. Just you and me… and you want to, eh… do you not?"

A maddening excitement raced through Katie as she continued to slide the thick outer layer of skin back and forth while he writhed and jerked to her touch. Then, she stretched it back to its fullest extent, exposing the glistening head and pulsing glans, captivated by the heavy, hot feel of it in her near-dwarfed hand, her fingers hardly going around it anymore than they had her Gallant Red's.

When she couldn't stand it any longer, she pressed her face closer, mesmerized by the phallic wonder that had somehow become symbolic of her Daddy's, Lee's, Danny Farnum's, even Ron Carter's hardened, love-filled cocks, and when her lips were a fraction of an inch from touching it, she heard him groan once more and utter something in Spanish.

All the while, simultaneously, Genghis continued fucking furiously into her enraptured cunt from behind, spurring her on as she drew in her breath and flicked out her tiny tongue, bringing it into warm contact with the smooth, rubbery tip.

She swirled it around slowly, moistly, experimentally, while he twisted and spasmed before her taunting, until her tongue-tip finally found the little split at its end and wiggled into it!

Katie tasted the pungent tang from the droplets of seminal fluid oozing from it, and immediately, a new, more enchanting ripple of obscene pleasure coursed through her and her young nostrils flared excitedly. Her small hand smoothed along the rock-hard shaft to the velvety flesh at its thick base, then downward to his resilient and heavy hair-covered balls, instinctively drawing her nails tantalizingly beneath them before weighing them in her palm, while with the other she skinned the thick prepuce back until the ponderous head stood out sleek and naked. She slid her wanting open lips forward onto it slowly, encompassing the spongy knob between them, letting it rub along the full length of her tongue as her damp, ovalled mouth glided further and further and further onto it.

Juan had fallen back on his haunches, lowering his groin to lessen the muscle-quivering spasms her unbelievable mouthing of his throbbing prick had incited in his heavy carcass until her head was moving in an up and down motion.

He groaned coarsely, at the same time beginning a slow rocking movement with his heavy hips, sliding his thick, lecherous cock in and out of her pretty young mouth with a lubricious sucking sound, guided by his hand behind her head and entangling now in her long yellow hair.

He could see the puffing of her white soft cheeks beneath him and her head bobbing on the end of his prick, while her whole voluptuous, satiny body quivered from the powerful jolts of the Wolf's plunging cock smashing into her sweet and tender cunt from behind.

Christ! What was it he'd thought about enticing things coming to poor peons in small measures? Fuck, he was a king! And she was his luscious little slave, satisfying his slightest whim. Sucking his aching rod, and he would fuck her, too! Yes! Yes! From now on, she would suck him whenever he felt like having her, or lay down and spread those intoxicating white thighs open to receive his hot cock. Or he would lick her pussy and play with her beautiful tits. Her tits! Yes, right now, he wanted her firm and full young tits in his hands!

Excitedly, he fumbled beneath her, pulling at the buttons of her blouse, then groping with his rough hands to free her breasts from the sheer material of her bra.

Oh fuck! They felt like buoyant globes of warm and smooth putty, so firm and resilient, yet overflowing his calloused hands as he lifted them, then kneaded and squeezed until she whimpered around his cock in her mouth and he tweaked and rolled their elongated little nipples, making them as hard as polished stones.

Lecherously, he clung to them, his bloodshot eyes beading in his satyrical lust.

And this is only the beginning, he thought lasciviously.

He shoved his throbbing shaft upward between her receptive, sucking lips frenziedly, his grin widening with each thrust into her hungrily ovalled little mouth!

Katie couldn't resist the sudden, delicious thrill of sucking Juan's thick cock. Her brain reeled ecstatically and her body was alive with sheer sensual bliss, even though she hardly felt human. She felt more like a mass of sweating, lust-deranged flesh that weirdly wanted to be subjugated.

Old Juan had freed her tits and was squeezing and pulling at them lewdly in alternating fashion as if he were milking them, an utterly obscene act that increased the galvanic sensations spiraling through her loins and belly a hundred fold.

God almighty, she was actually reveling in the debasement of sucking this fat, ugly man's cock. Of actually sucking a cock for the first time in her life, while her Darling fucked her so beautifully from behind.

She ground her buttocks hard against her lover's hairy, battering body and felt the tiny rivulets of moisture building in the crevice between her asscheeks, sensing them dribbling down the backs of her smooth inner-thighs, while the mounting pressure in her loins signaled that something dynamic was soon going to happen deep inside her soft hot belly.

She tasted and sucked wantonly at the ever-expanding prick in her mouth, the abrupt thought of it suddenly ejaculating, squirting its white, thick sperm deep into her throat setting her wild with anticipation. She wanted it.

Yes! God, yes!

She wanted it to shoot and fill her mouth so that she could swallow it right down into her belly. She wondered if it would be hot, hot like the feel of his heavy balls in her hands at that very moment? Oh… oh, she was going mad with the desire swirling through her!

Juan Chaverez had already surmised that. He gaped with bugging, depraved eyes at the voluptuous Missy's contorted, moisture-filled mouth clasped greedily around his growing white prick that he was sawing relentlessly into her face. The thin, tensile rim of her lips clung to it as though she feared he might suddenly pull it away from her.

He grinned salaciously, while he fucked her mouth and watched her passion-twisted face as she sucked and licked his hardened rod as if it were some new wonder she had never before been exposed to.

She'd taken both small hands to cup and squeeze his bloated balls, and he could see his thick, white, escaped semen dribbling from the corners of her mouth in tiny rivulets. Fuck, she was delighting in the debasement he had introduced her to, a masochistic gleam lighting her desire-glazed eyes!

Goddamn, who in the world would believe him if I ever told the entire story from beginning to end? he asked himself. Who would believe that on this very Saturday morning I watched the lovely Missy try to wedge the horse's cock into her little cunt? That while she hungrily sucked on my prick, the Goddamned Lobo fucked her savagely from behind, plunging his animal-prick to the hilt in her tender, pink hole? Shit… they would say that I was insane and Rosita would have me dragged away to the crazy-house! Goddamn, maybe I am! Maybe, none of this is really happening! It was all only a dream. A wild hallucination caused from the pain-pills the doctor gave me for my arthritis! No! Christ, I am wide enough awake, all right! There is no doubt about it. No doubt about the vicious animal-face that I am looking at with the fierce bared teeth, his tongue hanging loosely from his mouth letting drops of saliva drip from it onto the smooth hollow of her narrow white waist. No doubt that those savage grayish-green eyes were real as they stared hatefully at me. Nor that I am humping his filthy animal-shaft into the spread-open pink slit of Missy's luscious cunt like a pile-driver, smashing my powerful body against the obscenely presented orbs of her taut and smooth asscheeks, driving her forward onto my own cock until I wonder why it does not choke her!

Instead, she was drawing at it like a wanton whore, and the thick pummeling rod seemed to disappear into a sensual fusion of her face and his groin.

Damn, this is no dream! he thought lecherously as he rammed with hollowing buttocks. I have never been more awake in my life.

He drove his cock far into her mouth and throat, driving it far into her mouth and throat, until his graying pubic hair brushed at the tip of her lovely little nose, while his balls in her small warm hands ached in a bloating buildup of massive pressure!

Goddamn, she was going crazy on the end of his prick, increasing the unbelievable sucking until he thought his balls might turn inside out! Great swirls of heat were building in their secret depths as he watched her lust-warped face working hungrily over his sweating loins.

The muscles of his stomach tightened until he pictured them snapping from the pressure as he arched forward and upward, pushing his throbbing stem even further between the moisture of her lips. He gaped at the pink ridges of flesh pulling out from her mouth, clinging greedily to his thrusting cock as she pumped her head and waggled her luscious ass like a rabid animal in a fit!

Fuck it was time! He was going to blow his nuts! Strangled noises forced their way up from somewhere in his gullet! Any moment, now. Any moment!

Katie wanted it to explode in her mouth, to swallow his cum and feel it running down her throat. It was Daddy's… Lee's… Ron Carter's love-juice all in one and she was making them all happy, just as they would be bringing her intoxicating rapture! Then, she sensed it swelling convulsively, and a momentary shock of breathless anticipation raced through her and she began to suck it madly!

"Now! Mother fuck! Now, Missy, now! It is cummiinngg!" he gasped and cursed. "Goddamn, suck it hard you little bitch!"

He writhed his hips furiously, watching her lovely face working, the lips sucking, his prick soaring to the needlelike stream of white-hot sperm that was rushing the length of it!

It burst, and Katie vaguely heard him mouthing obscenities while his jerking cock gushed forth with thick hot jets of the pungent liquid, flooding her mouth and throat. Her lovely young cheeks ballooning and contracting as she swallowed in hungry thick gulps, fastening her lips tightly around the spasming organ and sucking furiously while his massive load continued to squirt into her and his hands clutched at her head, pulling her harder onto his prick.

The ecstasy of it was even greater than she had imagined it could be. At the first hot piquant taste of the love-juice, her own climax was triggered. She thrust her ass back salaciously at her panting animal-lover to get the full benefit of his tremendously expanded shaft buffeting into her inflamed passage.

Every muscle in her body contracted as she felt the erotic jolt of rapture spasm through her loins and belly. She gulped and sucked at the symbolic cock in her mouth as her sphincter clenched and opened like an angry fist! Her buttocks flexed to rock hardness and she gurgled a wailing scream when her body unleashed in the moment she'd been striving for.

There was no time, no space, no motion in the whole world, only the unbelievable bliss of her orgasm, as she was struck again and again by the spasmodic twitching of every muscle and cord in her body.

That was when Genghis began to spew his load of wild sperm into the hidden recesses of her trembling belly in one long, hot squirt, as if he were pissing in her, and again she climaxed, moaning and slamming her ass back onto the Wolf-cock frantically!

Juan had slumped away from her in a heap of spent, sweating flesh, even as she tried to hold his flaccid prick between her still sucking lips, giving it up reluctantly when the Lobo began to obviously empty his savage nuts into her and she'd opened her mouth to cry out.

Now, as he stared in half-numbed amazement, he watched her luscious asscheeks still convulsing spasmodically, and struggling to his feet to lean against the stable partition, he could see the combination human-animal cum explode from the lips of her young tight cunt for the second time that morning. Her snug little hole that was still clasping and squeezing like a hungry mouth around the Wolf's long, thick stalk of flesh, streams of the sticky white fluid trickling down the smooth soft flesh of her thighs. Until, at last, she, too, collapsed forward, breathing heavily, her glistening naked ass causing his limp prick to give one more gallant, if, feeble jerk.

He stood silently, leaning back against the matched wood of the elaborate stall, gazing down at the obscenely prostrate and disheveled form of the voluptuous Missy who still lay on the straw littered floor between the Roan and himself. Genghis had already begun to pace, watching him with those unfriendly savage eyes, and Juan quickly tucked in his prick and buttoned his pants.

"Mi… Missy?" he said softly, half bending over her.

His lecherous eyes feasting on her glistening, naked ass and thighs, but especially the damp, viscidly saturated, pink, hair-lined slit between them.

"A… Are you all right, Missy?"

"Ye… Yes… of course, I'm all right," she replied, not moving.

She didn't care in the least that she was still licentiously exposed to him, yet wondering, as the world of reality began to settle once more in her defiant brain, if she would ever be able to face him again.

Good God! She'd actually sucked his prick! Sucked it until he'd shot his sperm into her mouth… and then… and then she'd swallowed it, like the animal-bitch that she was! His vile, ugly cock in her mouth… and she'd wanted it there! Oh… oh, Daddy… Lee!

"Ca… Can I help you up, Missy?" he questioned softly, dropping down to one knee and slowly, hesitantly, placing his heavy calloused hand on her naked buttocks.

That did it! Abruptly, she sat up, squirming around in a sitting position with such violence that Gallant Red stomped and whinnied.

"You vile old bastard!" she spat into his face.

She was hardly conscious of the fact that her heavy young breasts were completely exposed with her bra twisted crazily beneath them, her blouse hanging open, and paying no attention to her lewdly uncovered, blonde pubic mound and lubricious pink slit that were entirely revealed before his bloodshot eyes.

"Don't ever put your filthy hands on me again!" she began to rant. "Whatever's happened… it was a mistake! I didn't know what I was doing! You took advantage of me! You hear, damn you! You took advantage of me!"

Angrily, she pulled down her skirt to cover herself, then adjusted her blouse so that he could no longer stare at her with those lecherous, bloodshot eyes, satisfied that she had thrown a scare he hadn't expected into him.

"And the Roan?" Juan gained his feet slowly, still smiling broadly. "Did he take advantage of you too? Or the Lobo, Missy?"

Katie swallowed with muscular tightness, her big blue eyes looking up hatefully into his broad, flat, grinning face. Slowly, she got to her feet, buttoning her blouse, then brushed at her disheveled hair to remove the strands of clinging straw.

"No one would ever believe you!" she hissed. "No one! They'd say you were crazy… even your wife, Rosita!"

She moved closer to him, showing her small white teeth.

"I could have you arrested for attempted rape! They'd hang you, Juan Chaverez! Or, if I said the word, Genghis would tear you to pieces! Now, get out of here… and don't ever come back! If I see you on the K-Bar-L again, I'll fix you good! You understand, old man? Get out!"

Juan hadn't moved. He sensed his slow rising anger building enragingly. The little bitch! She intended to destroy him, to cover her own wanton lust by sacrificing the poor defenseless Chicano. And she could, he realized. She could!

"I… I do not know why you are angry with me, Missy?" he said, forcing his smile as he clenched his hands into fists. "I am your friend. I would never tell a soul… you know that… hoping that one day you might need old Juan for one reason… or another. Please… think about it today… and do not be too angry with an old man who lost his head over a beautiful young senorita, eh? Please?"

Katie forced herself to return his eye-level stare, even though his were pleading. She had the upper hand, thank God. But she knew she was lying. She knew that she was to blame as much, probably more than he was. But God almighty, what could she do? She had to think of Daddy's position, of Lee and Mom, too! She hadn't meant for any of it to happen. It'd just happened! She'd let those wild sensations run away with her, and before she'd realized what she was doing, she was… Oh God!

"Al… All right, Juan, I'll trust you," she said, almost venomously. "Bu… But if you ever breathe a word of it to anyone and I hear it, I'll… I'll let Genghis rip you into shreds! I swear it!"

"Yes, Missy…"

"Now… get out of here, or do whatever you're supposed to do!"

"Yes, Missy… and gracias, gracias!"

PART TWO – GIL

CHAPTER FOUR

It was after 7:00 AM, but Gil Martin was yet to close his eyes. They'd gotten to bed around 4:00 and Jan had passed right out. She'd been pretty tight, as usual these days, stripping and letting her clothes fall where they might then tumbling naked into the sack. He doubted that she'd remember, but she'd made a wanton little ass of herself at the club, flitting from one male to another while she poured in the booze, until he'd become so damned irritated that he'd hustled her out of there. All the way home she'd sung dirty songs to him, at the same time trying to get his fly open and his prick out of his pants.

"For Christ sakes, will you cut it out, Jan!" he'd snapped at her. "You want us to be stopped by the police?"

"Ohhh, go on, Baby," she'd replied, giggling loosely.

Her beautiful face slack and numb-looking behind its drunken smile. Her lovely dark eyes glazed and her upswept coiffeur a disheveled mess.

"What little old policeman's gonna be dumb 'nough to stop us, eh?" she slurred. "Why… we're the social elite of Breynar… 'member, Honey… the Martins? B'sides… I just wanted to play with your li'l ol' peter. Nothin' wrong with that after sixteen years of wedded bliss is there?"

Somehow, he'd managed to contain her, get her home and into the house, but not until she had slipped into a crying jag before she'd finally collapsed into bed.

Christ, he hadn't realized until these last few days what a state things had reached in his family that meant everything to him. He'd even forgotten how much he loved her, and his precious twins, whom, he seldom even saw to speak to anymore. He'd been too Goddamned busy making money. Too overwhelmed with what he'd figured was his good fortune at becoming Darrel Jenkins' protege, mistakenly believing that the money and worldly things he lavished on them were the real keys to happiness. What a stupid damned fool he'd been, and how well he knew it now that it was too late!

How in God's name could he ever have known that Jenkins was using him? The little gargoylish bastard! Had there been some sort of financial scheme in the back of the weirdo's perverted brain he might have seen through it.

After all, finance was his business, but Darrel Jenkins was a millionaire many times over, as well as being Saguaro's Board Chairman, and when he'd given him the nod as Manager of the Breynar branch he'd jumped at the chance. Who wouldn't?

From an obscure loan officer to top man of one of the concern's main houses was no small accomplishment… and all he had thought of was what it was going to mean to Jan and the twins.

The fact that Darrel Jenkins was a bachelor seemed no more than natural. At only 4'8" or 9", chicken-breasted, bald, reckless and ugly-faced, one didn't associate him with the opposite sex, even in thought. And that had been his first mistake.

Jenkins had sprung the girls on him shortly after their first land deal together. But first the little man had invited him to dinner at his exclusive Phoenix apartment. And there, over fine imported wine, explained the simplicity of making a substantial profit on a quick turnover of some desert land where he knew a shopping center was undoubtedly going to be constructed.

Was Gil interested? Naturally, he had been. Any fool would've been, but he had no money to invest.

"Hardly a problem," the monstrous little creature had replied, grinning at him. "A bit of manipulation at the bank… make yourself a loan."

"Without collateral?"

"You have collateral, Gil," he said evenly. "I'll just sign your note."

And he had! The profits in less than a month had been staggering! He'd bought the K-Bar-L with them, and then had followed more and more such investments, until he no longer felt it necessary for his benefactor's signature on his loans, even though he knew that without collateral they were illegal, or at the very least, could cost him his position if discovered.

But confidence had come with success, and he'd never lost a dime on Darrel Jenkins' ventures. Besides, he didn't want the little man to know that his savings were next to nil. That somehow he'd managed to squander all the money he'd made on luxuries for his beloved family with whom he was seldom in attendance anymore.

A businessman such as Darrel Jenkins might not approve… or he might lose faith in him, and he didn't want that to happen. Their new existence, their place in the social register of Breynar, had become too luxurious, too necessary to give up now.

"I have some friends coming to entertain us, Gil," Jenkins had said over a celebration dinner that night in his apartment.

"Oh?" Gil had responded, smiling, but hardly hearing him.

He'd been too engrossed with the fantastic profits his first land venture had brought him. Jan had been out of her mind with joy, and even the kids had seemed happy.

"Will you buy me a horse, Daddy?" his lovely Katie pleaded, coming over to drape her voluptuous young body onto him in the chair.

God, she was so lovely, with hair the color of his own and eyes that could have been plucked from his skull. She was his daughter, all right, and he loved her. Maybe too much. He couldn't deny to himself that in his most secret moments some wild and forbidden thoughts had rushed through his mind. Nor was he at ease when she dropped onto his lap that way, her luscious behind squirming down delightfully onto his rod, her arm around his neck and her fantastic young breasts pressing against his chest. Christ, he was always afraid his prick was going to give a start.

"A horse… with a ranch to go with it," he'd answered, shifting to relieve the swelling pressure she was causing.

"How about a new sports car, Dad?" Lee asked excitedly, dropping down beside his mother on the couch and slipping his arm around her neck affectionately.

"Sure… why not?"

"And maybe we can all take a trip down to Tucson and see our friends for a week or so," Jan had put in, as if reading the twins' thoughts.

"Yes, Daddy… that'd be super!" Katie chimed agreement.

"Well… we'll see," he'd answered, knowing that he wouldn't permit it.

Knowing that he didn't want her to have anymore to do with the Farnum boy, but not knowing why?

"I… I wish you didn't have to leave tonight, Gil," Jan had said suddenly. "It seems like we should celebrate."

"Darrel's expecting me."

"Do you call him Darrel, Daddy?" Katie asked.

"Sure, why not? We're partners, Doll."

"But he's a millionaire!"

"And we're going to be too, sweetheart," he told her. "We're going to be too. And then you, your brother and mother are going to have everything your little hearts desire. How does that sound, Baby?"

"I… I don't know," Katie answered, unsure of what that entailed. "Good, I guess."

"Of course, it does, Angel. Of course, it does!"

And it had, then, he had thought. But that was before Darrel Jenkins had told him of the friends he had coming to entertain them.

"Friends? Who?" he'd questioned, noticing for the first time that the little deformed man across from him had a wide, even-teethed smile, and that his eyes, though small, were the color of agate.

It had to be the wine, Gil decided subconsciously. The wine on top of the martinis. Then, he couldn't forget that he was now, all of a sudden, what might be considered a wealthy man. At least, he'd have no worries the rest of his life if he went on living with his family as he had the past sixteen years. What a fine sensation of security it gave him!

"Girls," Darrel Jenkins answered his question. "What else? Or does it surprise you that an ogre like me would prefer the company of the female to all other animals?"

Gil laughed. It was a partially forced gesture, but superbly handled. He saw the gleam in the little man's eye searching his face almost rancorously.

"Are you kidding… a bachelor like you? On top of that, you can't be more than a year older than I am."

"43."

"You don't look it."

"That's because I'm deformed!" Jenkins spat, yet smiled. "People with warped bodies either look a 100-years-old, like the monsters in movies, or resemble children, such as dwarfs. I'm neither one, Gilbert, as any of my girls will tell you! I have two fantastic things going for me. One is my money. The other… well, you'll see that before the night's over with."

Gil had sat there and drank wine with him until he was damned near blurry-eyed, Jenkins' first explanatory words bouncing around in his mind above all others. And then, the girls had arrived.

Really, he'd hardly believed it was going to happen. Then he'd looked up and the maid was letting them in. Immediately, they ran over to bend down over the man to shower him with hugs and kisses.

Gil couldn't believe it! It wasn't as if they were ugly bitches. Instead they were a longhaired brunette and redhead, no more than 20, if that old, and dressed in expensive minis to show off their voluptuous bodies.

"Randi and Sara, Mr. Martin," Jenkins grinned and said. "They've just flown in from Las Vegas to fill our night with pleasure."

Gil stared up at them. Randi was the redhead, with breasts that seemed ready to burst the low-cut bodice of her expensive mini. She smiled beamingly at him. He looked from one to the other and nodded, feeling his shaft give a start at their mere facial loveliness.

Christ, what was supposed to happen here, anyway? Gil was asking himself.

"Can we get comfortable, Darling?" Sara questioned their host, leaning down to kiss him on the mouth once more.

"Naturally… go ahead."

Gil watched them traipse off. The movements of Randi's buttocks beneath the tiny, snug skirt spurting his cock into a length of solid flesh. He tore his eyes from her and stared at Jenkins.

"What the hell's next?" he gasped.

"What do you think?" Darrel Jenkins answered, seemingly delighted with his little show.

The maid came in then and said she was leaving. The little man nodded and she whisked silently out the door.

"No… Now look, Darrel," Gil stammered nervously. "I'm a married man. I don't believe in whores."

"Whores? Whores!" he spat, sitting up in his chair. "These girls are not whores, Mr. Martin! They're both once-married women who belong to an exclusive swap club that function on an international basis! The fee to belong to this club per year is more than twice what you made today! If you knew the husbands of these girls you'd be aghast! They happened to be in Las Vegas because of a world convention of the group which I couldn't attend with our land deal pending. Now, I'd suggest you relax and enjoy sex that's more rare than the finest vintages of wine ever fermented!"

"But… but…"

"But?"

Gil swallowed tightly. Christ, he didn't know what he was going to say! He was scared to death if anyone wanted to know the truth! Sex had never been his best sport. He couldn't even take care of his lovable Jan! When it came to making her cum, or really getting with it, he wasn't even a "paper" tiger! Oh, in the beginning he'd been pretty good, but Christ knows, in the last few years he was too off again, on again. Not that he hadn't wanted to, but his climax just overwhelmed him, and before he could get control of it he always let go, leaving her in the lurch.

Shit, he couldn't afford to do that with a girl like this. A married woman who knew all the secrets of sex, and was probably married to someone like Richard Burton! He didn't want any part of it anyway! He wanted to go home to Jan and the twins. To Jan especially, and kiss her!

Randi came out first, still wearing her mini, but Christ, he didn't need a program to know that she didn't have a damned thing on beneath it! Her hose was gone and she had skin like satin! Her full, uninhibited breasts were quivering and jostling maddeningly inside the flimsy dress with every step she took, and she was walking right toward him.

"I'm with you, Darling," she said softly, coming up to the arm of his chair and reaching down to touch his shoulder with her soft hand. "Or… don't you like me?"

"Wh… What? D… Don't be silly! Of course, I like you," he heard himself gulp as she turned around, sat onto the chair arm, then, slid down into his lap.

Darrel Jenkins laughed gutturally. Gil couldn't see him. He was too engrossed with the enchanting face smiling upward into his. Her swollen damp lips and her intoxicating breath were like the wine he'd been drinking rare vintage. Her long-lashed green eyes looked hungrily up at him, and subconsciously, he sensed his eager hand moving toward her full, erect breast.

He saw her tiny skirt falling back, revealing the enticing sight of her full soft thighs. Maybe even a copperish wisp of cunt-hair! He swallowed tightly, all other thoughts obliterated from his brain suddenly, only the pink oval of her mouth and tongue between the even white teeth were real as he lowered his head and kissed her… kissed her… kissed her hungrily while his hand sought and kneaded the firm and resilient flesh of her full breast inside her dress.

"Squeeze them, Darling!" she whispered, secretly. "Squeeze them tight. I love to have my breasts squeezed and bit! Do you like to bite girl's breasts?"

Gil couldn't even speak! He tried, but nothing came! The sound and feel of her voice, the fragrance of her breath and the meaning of her words set his cock into a pounding hardness that left him breathless.

Her tits were unbelievable! So erect and full, with elongated nipples standing out a half-inch from the spherical flesh, hard like smooth marbles, and she began to squirm on top of him, her near-naked buttocks worming down onto his hardened shaft.

"Chr… Christ… let's get out of this room!" he rasped.

"Yes, Darling… I'd like that," she whispered, continuing to undulate her full, rounded asscheeks in tiny lewd circles against his still growing cock. "It feels so nice and big pressed into my bottom. I want to see it and hold it. I want to kiss it and suck it for you."

"Jesus Christ!" Gil gasped.

He was 38-years-old, and he could never remember being so sensuously moved by the mere fescennine suggestion of forbidden sex, as he was at that moment. Not even his Jan had ever moved him like that!

"Will you kiss my pussy for me, Lover?" she whispered again, smiling warmly.

"Damn! Just let me at it!"

"Mmmmmmmmmmm! I'm going to love you, Darling… I just know it," she murmured. "Come with me… I'll show you where."

She then got to her feet and had taken his hand. Suddenly, Jan made a little snoring sound beside him, bringing him back to the immediate.

He looked over at her and drew the sheet up further to cover her lovely, naked breasts. God, she was so beautiful, and he loved her with all of his heart. Sshe had to know that! They'd always enjoyed so many things together. Still, she'd made him feel so damned sexually inadequate their entire married life. Never seeming to get enough no matter how long or hard he sweated over her.

Yet, there'd been a time, just before they had left Tucson, that he'd felt certain they were reaching a new harmony, but since they'd moved to the ranch, whatever they had nearly discovered had flitted away from them.

Christ knows, his own drive was strong enough, and he doubted that hers had lessened one iota. But in these past weeks he could count on the fingers of one hand the times that they'd made love. And each one had been a disaster on his part. He just couldn't satisfy her.

It was no Goddamned wonder that she'd given up slipping into something sexy of an evening, or suggestively trying to seduce him in the cute little ways that only the two of them secretly understood. He couldn't take care of her and she'd obviously grown tired of fiascoes. But it hadn't been until a few hours before at the club and he'd seen her shuttling sluttishly from one man to another that it had struck him.

She might be having an affair! Or affairs! Christ, was it possible? His own Jan? Fucking other men? He still couldn't believe it. Or was it just that he didn't want to believe it? Shit, he wasn't taking care of her, and she was too much of a woman to go without! She had to have it!

Damn! Damn! He shook his head miserably, tears burning in his eyes as he looked over at her. Poor Darling, she was stupid drunk. Thank God, she didn't suffer hangovers.

But she was drinking more and more every day, as if she were trying to defy him. Just as she tried to taunt him on the way home by fumbling with his pants and trying to get his prick out, then talking as filthy as possible. Christ, it was all his fault! He'd let her down. She and the twins, not intentionally, maybe, but he had.

If only there was some way he could whip them away from all this, back to Tucson perhaps. But he couldn't, not now. He'd gotten himself in the Goddamned bag, all right, and the worst was yet to come for his Darling! God almighty, what could he do? What?

Jan gave a start, grunting aloud and pushing away the sheet. Gil stared at her exposed, beautiful breasts in all of their enchanting loveliness. Then, they became Randi's intoxicating globes once more.

The tall redhead was walking toward the bed in the room where she had led him. He had already stripped his clothes away and climbed drunkenly onto the satin coverlets to wait for her. Smiling with her inimitable warmness, she had raised the mini over her head slowly, tantalizingly, revealing her breathtaking, white voluptuousness, her long-lashed green eyes locking on his throbbing hard prick as she came forward.

"Lover, it's beautiful," she said. "I can tell from here."

"L… Like your tits!" he'd gasped, watching them dance and sway provocatively to her every movement, then she folded a knee onto the bed, leaning forward, and they jutted out like lush, pink-capped, melons.

"Would you like to fuck them with it, first, Darling?" she invited softly, her delicate use of the lewd word and her obscene suggestion bearing not the slightest trace of vileness for him.

She climbed onto the bed and came close to him, her soft hand immediately going down to his hair-covered pelvis and gently grasping his cock. He choked out a groan at the warm and soft touch of her hand. She partially sat beside him, her long legs folded in a Z, her auburn tresses falling over her shoulders to veil her thrusting tits, and began to knowingly stroke his pulsing rod.

"Would you?" she repeated. "And I'll suck it when you cum. I like it that way for starters."

"Starters? Jesus Christ! What do you do for enders?"

She laughed, easing down on the bed beside him, letting go of his shaft and encircling her arms around his neck then smoothed her hands down his back, drawing him toward her as she rolled onto her back and he was half up over her. She was completely in command. He'd felt like a child.

"You're not one of them, are you, Lover?" she said softly.

"One of them?"

For a moment, she was silent, her enchanting eyes searching his.

"How did you ever get involved with Darrel Jenkins?"

"He… he's my boss," he gulped. "I mean, he's Chairman of the Board of Trustees of the bank I manage."

"I see," she said, tracing her fingers lightly through the blondish hair on his chest. "I like you, Gil. You're not an animal… and usually, it's animals. Now, I won't have to pretend. I know I'm going to love whatever you do to me. Or make me do to you."

She was whispering. He swallowed tightly, feeling her magnificent body hot and tight against his own. She rolled toward him, tighter into his arms, offering herself, her thighs snug against his own tensed ones, her belly a soft and luscious sensation.

Christ, he wished he hadn't drunk so much! What was she talking about? Animals? And he'd thought he'd blow his mind when she said, I know I'm going to love whatever you do to me, or make me do to you!

His cock throbbed lustily against the silken pubic curls of her reddish, hair-covered mound. He felt her firm breasts digging pointedly into his chest, and her arms were around his neck pulling him to her. He let his own encircle her slender waist and draw her lower portions tighter to him.

"Lis… Listen… I'm just a dumb guy, Randi… and I don't know what this is all about," he stammered. "But Darrel said you had a husband… something about a swap club. Well, I've got a wife at home, too, and I love her."

Suddenly, her lips smothered his face! Her long nails dug into the flesh of his back and she continued to kiss him, squirming her enticing loveliness smotheringly against him.

"That… that's the most beautiful statement I've heard in ages, Lover!" she said excitedly. "Loving your wife… and you meant it!"

"Yes… of course, I meant it! I do!"

"I know, I know! It's beautiful to hear!" Randi hissed. "It's really beautiful, and I love you all the more for it! Oh God, it's going to be heavenly with you… I just know it is! Please, Lover, fuck me, or something… right now? Y… You want to, don't you?"

Gil felt his prick throbbing like an axe-handle against her soft belly. She was clinging to him hungrily, caressing the hollows and tensed muscles of his back with soothing, long-fingered hands in her obvious, building desire. Shit, she was too luscious to be real!

"Gil Darling? You do want to, don't you?" she repeated anxiously.

"Y… Yes! Yes, I do! B… But I'm not very good!"

"Oh Lover, you couldn't be anything else… and I want you so bad!"

"Christ!"

"Now, Darling, now!"

"Pu… Put it in!"

"I'd love to!" she breathed, moving expertly beneath him until he felt her hand grasping his cock once more and he choked aloud. "Don't be afraid to cum when you're ready, Lover. Then, I'll show you new ways… even when you think you're completely empty. And you'll cum again and again and again for me! After, you can take them home and show your wife. But tonight, you'll do them with me… and I hope, before Sara and Darrel join us."

Her words registered slowly, but they eventually did.

"Sa… Sara and Darrel… join us?" he repeated.

"Of course, Lover. Didn't you know? That's his thing… an orgy!"

Her words buzzed through his befuddled mind hazily while she manipulated him between her warm lush thighs and he found himself on top of her, his cock still clutched inside her warm hand.

A momentary vision of Jan's sweet face materialized in his brain but he brushed it away. Fuck, he didn't want to think of anything but the enrapturing exhilaration sweeping over him! Wild sensations raced through his loins as he raised himself to look down at his position between her widespread, receptive thighs, and he saw her slender white hand wrapped possessively around his thick cock, gently working its heavy foreskin back and forth over the glistening, purple glans.

Then she raised her luscious crotch lewdly and he watched her draw his cock-head upward through the smooth vale separating her gorgeous asscheeks and tantalizingly splay the copperish hair-lined flanges of her moist, pink cunt, opening her coral split licentiously to his lust-filled eyes while she continued to tease the nub of her clitoris with its satin like, rubbery tip.

"Fuck!" he gasped. "Put it in! Put it in!"

"All right… there, my lover," she whispered, quickly placing the heavy knob at the mouth of her vaginal channel. "Give it to me! Quick and hard!"

Gil barely knew what he was doing, his desire blinding him! He thrust without mercy, driving his rock-hard shaft up into the lubricious and wanting raw flesh of her cuntal-hole like a demon, hearing her groan loudly in her throat with the pain-pleasure and feeling the velvety hot walls of her passage enclose around his rod as might a clutching fist!

Immediately, he was buried to the hilt, his bloated balls wedged into the smooth, hairless crevice between her rounded, white buttocks. He sensed the tiny clam like mouth of her womb beneath the tip of his prick-head as she grunted and winced once more. He drew out of her and charged again and again, as if these were his finest moments, while she whimpered and cringed in under him… until finally, she began to lift her enchanting crotch salaciously up to meet his plunges, and the harder he rammed, the higher up she raised her moist hole to receive him.

"Oh… oh Christ!" he gasped, abruptly. "Yo… You see? I'm ready to cum, and you're just beginning!"

He stopped suddenly and dropped down on top of her, flattening her full breasts beneath his broad chest as he struggled inside himself to hold back his orgasm.

"No, Darling! Don't stop! Just keep fucking! I'll cum with you!" she urged. "Don't you see, I was getting ready, too! You don't have to be afraid or ashamed. My God, not you, my lover! You're beautiful, and your cock is wonderful… so thick and long! Honest, Darling… I wanted to cum the minute you shoved it into me! Remember, the first one doesn't count anyway!"

Gil could only stare down at her beautiful face in awe. Christ, no woman had ever made him feel so utterly masculine in his life! He kissed her passionately, tasting her tiny tongue and the warm sweetness of her breath. She clung tightly to him, her arms in under his and locked behind him, her thighs drawn back to his ribs, her legs wrapped over him so that her heels were pressing into his buttocks as she undulated and writhed beneath him, her warm and snug cuntal-flesh clasping and sucking at his cock with little muscular spasms.

"Who… who are you, really?" he questioned, his lips a fraction of an inch from hers. "Why're you doing this?"

"That's certainly an untimely question," she replied softly and with an obvious parry.

"That's not an answer."

"Because I love you, Darling," she hissed, increasing the lascivious undulation of her hips while her seemingly trained pussy grasped and pulled at his aching cock feverishly.

"All right… you're lying, but I guess I don't want to know anyway."

"You're sweet and wonderful, Gil Martin! Later, I'm going to suck your beautiful cock until it cums right in my throat!"

"Christ… and I'll lick your cunt!"

"Till I cum?"

"And then some!"

"Oh… oh, Lover Darling! Fuck me good, now… before they come in!"

"Shit, I'll cum right off!"

"Me too! Hurry! Fuck it hard, Darling! Now! Fuck it hard!"

He did, he flicked his hips in a decisive movement that drove his pulsating cock with a fleshy, resounding smack back into the receptive, clutching channel of her excited pussy, temporarily ending all but immediate hedonistic thoughts for him, only the carnal rapture of the moment.

There was nothing but the sensation of his heavy cock buried deep inside the hot walls of her moist, grasping cunt… nothing except the mind-shattering pleasure of this beautiful creature who seemed to want him as badly as he needed her.

He found himself thrusting furiously, soaring his long, frustrated prick up into her warm and tight hole with unique, violent force, ramming and pounding, the flow of her secretions coating and easing the snug, velvety tunnel into her belly with every lunge, until at last the throbbing, lust-bloated head of his thick rod nudged her cervix and once more his charged balls crashed hard against the smooth vale between her widespread asscheeks.

Shit, he'd never known such a feeling of exultation in his life! Jan had never done this to him. He wasn't just a man. He was the man! Already, his balls were churning wildly. He'd blow a load into her that she'd never forget! And he could do it again and again, too! Christ, he knew that suddenly! Fuck, what a woman she was! His brain reeled sensually! His cock throbbed all the way to his navel, and his balls ached to his asshole… and that felt as if it might come unraveled any second!

"Oh God, my lover, what a magnificent cock you've got!" she gasped hotly, while the thought flitted vaguely through his glazed brain that she was provocatively goading his mounting climax. "Ooohhhh… I'm going to suck it down into my throat and draw your delicious cum right out of it!"

"Y… You luscious bitch!" he hissed, then kissed her, biting her lips and sucking at her tongue voraciously as his cock raced savagely into her soft belly.

His hands clutched at her lush breasts, squeezing and twisting their marble-hard nipples while she whimpered passionately and drew her thighs back higher and higher.

"Christ, I'll chew your cunt until it bleeds in my mouth!" he warned her, breathlessly.

Damn, he was going to squirt like a bull in a minute!

"And… and I'll suck your balls and lick your asshole, my lover!" she whispered wantonly.

"Fuck! I'm going to flip!" he groaned. "Your cunt's like velvet smeared with warm honey!"

"And… and your cock is a delicious pile-driver! I love it, Darling! Let me have it forever! Ooohhh… just let me suck it… and fuck me all over with it!"

"In your sweet little asshole?"

"Oh, Darling, I'd love it in my ass!" she gasped.

And that did it! Just the mere thought of his heavy prick obscenely stretching the tiny pink hole between her lovely asscheeks was all that he needed.

"Oh… oh shit! I'm going to cum, Randi!"

"Yes, yes, Lover! Me, too! Let it cum… oh God, yes!" she managed. "Ooohhhh! Harder! Harder! Give me everything you've got, my precious!" she coughed, driving her heels high into the flesh of his back.

Abruptly, she pulled back her legs even higher, draping them up over his shoulders and presenting him with the full, defenseless plain of her upraised crotch.

He gaped at her expression and knew that she wasn't pretending. Her eyes, like her teeth, were locked tightly together, while her face twisted and strained as her orgasm swept over her.

"Oh God! Ooohhh… now, Darling… I'm going to cum! Fuck! Fuck! Oohhh beautiful fuck! It's good… goood! I… I love you! Love you! Don't stop! Don't you stop ever! Ever! Ever! Now! I'm cuummmiiinng!"

She cried out in a guttural wail, the overwhelming frenzy of her orgasm startling him for a moment and curtailing his own. Suddenly she was holding her legs back on either side of her head with clutching hands, until the whole of her hungrily sucking, pink vaginal crevice was offered up to him to use however he would! She thrust her crotch up at his loins with bruising force, her lovely mouth falling open loosely, her nostrils flaring, a near shrieking cry escaping her as she screwed herself up onto his cock and clung there while the hot, moist walls of her cunt-flesh milked his driving cock ravenously.

Her ecstasy quickly revived his own climax and he continued to pound into her, feeling the warm rush of viscid, female orgasmic fluid bathing his plundering cock, flooding his shaft and balls… and as she jerked and lurched beneath him, spasming wildly, the mouth and lips of her luscious cunt pulling at his prick feverishly, her breathing labored in short, deep gasps, he sensed his own hot, thick sperm racing the length of his pulsating stem in erotic enchantment, racking his frame as it spurted from the top of his cock far up into her soft, quivering belly. It convulsed and gushed around in unending delight inside her and she ground her crotch up tightly against its buried depths.

"Oh, Lover, Lover, Lover! My God! Fill me with your cum, Darling!" Randi moaned, her thighs quaking, her belly trembling with the unleashed pool of pleasure he was squirting into her.

Gil fell forward, collapsing on top of her, feeling his warm, mucid semen mixed with her own delectable juices, back-washing his rapidly deflating shaft. Christ, it seemed unbelievably and enchantingly without end, until she, too, in exhaustion, gave one last writhing spasm, jerking to a final lifelessness to lay shamelessly and beautifully still, her heart pounding in her breast beneath him.

"Oh… Lover, Lover…" she whispered, running her fingers through his damp hair. "Wh… What were you saying about not being very good?"

Gil couldn't contain his warm chuckle of proud elation. Christ, he couldn't believe it himself… he'd given her a piece of fucking, all right, but it hadn't been his great prowess that had been responsible. He knew now. A real woman could bring the best out in any man, if she wanted him bad enough.

CHAPTER FIVE

Perhaps he'd known that all along too, if he'd wanted to face it, Gil thought, as he lay there unmoving beside the partially covered, sleeping form of his naked Jan.

She slept open-mouthed in her drunken stupor, her luxuriant wealth of long, coal-black tresses fanned crazily over the silk of the pillow, her pleasing, firm breasts rising and falling in an even slow tempo with her breathing. Simply loving a man or woman was not enough. The Goddamned word alone was too deceiving! Or was it just too misused? Yes, she loved him, just as he loved her, but she hadn't loved him enough to want him as Randi had wanted him!

Or, had that been his fault, too? No, not entirely, he realized, still, he'd been, at least, as much to blame as was she.

Both of them were guilty of letting it grow stale between them. He'd tried to substitute money and luxuries for his sexual failings, while she in her damned near-nymphomaniacal drive, had obviously given up with him rather than suffer frustration and unfulfillment any longer. And Christ almighty, could he blame her for that? Not now, maybe before, but not now… after spending a night with Randi… a night of orgiastic abandon so debased and wanton that now it hardly seemed possible it could have happened!

Oh Christ, if only there was something he could do! Some way he could change it all, scoop these precious people up and carry them off to some faraway place where no one could ever find them… and they'd have each other. Just each other! God almighty, what was he saying? What was he thinking?

He shook his head suddenly as if to throw off the cobwebs of subconscious lust that had been slowly webbing his licentious brain ever since… maybe before, Randi! His Katie! That's who he was thinking of! His own sweet and beautiful Baby! Damn, he ought to burn in the fires of hell for even conceiving such thoughts! But he couldn't help it… he couldn't! Nor could he get out of his mind the warped idea that Lee and Jan too often looked at one another with forbidden desire in their eyes!

He'd seen them, watched them. He had studied the little mannerisms his lovely wife displayed so affectionately around their son… and… and he couldn't help but wonder if Jan had noticed his own permissive hands when he was next to Katie!

Goddamn! What was going to happen to them, all of his beautiful, beloved family? What would Jan say when he told her what he had to… what he'd planned and wanted to explain last night at the club, before she'd gotten completely out of hand? Would she be willing to help him? God knows he'd be more than willing to forgive any indiscretion of hers.

He could understand the circumstances that had driven her to them. But would she understand his plight and help him in the only way she could? Or… or would she just desert him. Just let him sit and wait for them to come and get him?

A cold tremor ran the length of Gil Martin's frame. He tried to shake it off. He'd even lost track of time, but the sun was streaming through their window. A few minutes ago… or was it an hour, he'd heard someone in the hallway and a door close. One of the twins, no doubt.

He looked at his watch, 7:45. Christ, he couldn't lay there any longer. Maybe… maybe, if he went and talked to Jenkins again. Or at least, stalled him off. But that wasn't going to help him at the bank. And Jan was still too loaded to try and make sense with.

Fuck! Fuck! How had he ever gotten himself into such a situation? Why hadn't he quit when he was ahead? Greed, avarice, that's why! Loot! Money! Bread! He'd wanted it, and Jenkins had assured him the racetrack was going in there… he'd gotten the information from Senator Wentz, himself! Oh God! He had to do something!

He looked over at the slack face of his sleeping, lovely wife.

"Jan," he spoke softly, placing his hand on her rib cage and gently jostling her. "Jan?"

"Hungh… wh… what? Mmmmm… let me sleep… so tired, Honey… so tired," she mumbled, never opening her eyes as she turned her back to him and thrust her bottom upward toward his face, the sheet falling away to reveal her luscious buttocks.

Gil sighed heavily, then covered her. He turned onto his back again and reached for a cigarette, lighting it.

It was futile, anyway, he decided, letting the smoke breathe from his lungs. He'd overplayed his hand, and now he had to pay for his losses. It wouldn't take long… ten years… fuck it! He'd go prune his rose bushes, enjoy some of it before they took him away! At least, he always had his memories, and he'd never forget that Randi.

She'd held his face cradled in the soft, sweet-smelling hollow of her neck, while his one hand gently stroked her left breast. Slowly, she eased her legs down on either side of him, forming a protective berth between her thighs where he might lie, their damp pelvises and drenched genitals caressing each other's lovingly.

"What a real man you are, Lover," she whispered. "I mean real… no fraud. God, I haven't cum like that in ages."

"You're just being kind," he said, wanting to hear more.

"No! It's the truth! Generally, I only pretend. It's easier that way… just to play make-believe, get them off quicker and finish it!"

Gil brought his face from the soft silken flesh of her neck and laid his cheek onto her shoulder. He looked up at her eyes that were staring at the ceiling. He said: "Are you a prostitute, Randi?"

She smiled slowly, still not looking at him, although her soft hand continued to tease his hair.

"That's a nasty term for what I'm supposed to be," she replied. "But I guess it gets decidedly to the point. Once, I was a singer… an excellent one, too, or so considered at the time… a contralto with perhaps a season or so away from the Met. Would you believe that, Gil Martin?"

She made a cynical sound of laughter.

"Then… then, I met my future husband. Frankly, I despised him from the first moment I laid eyes on him, but he was relentless. He made me sick and I told my manager that, but he… he was a weak man… and I was weaker. You see, I was born into the poverty of the West Virginia coalmines. I never wanted to see those days again. So, I listened and was married secretly. Few people know about it, and most could care less, I'm sure… unless it made the spread of some sordid front-page."

She sighed heavily.

"The trouble with my husband is that he's nothing less than an animal… a depraved, vicious animal. He not only believes in promiscuity, but he demands complete loyalty… else he destroys you! And… and I don't want my parents to know the truth… even being the unimportant little people they are there in Wilksbrake… I don't want them to know… It would break their hearts… Now, do you understand, my Lover?"

Gil continued to stare up at her lovely face. He could see the tears dribbling down her cheeks and raised a hand to wipe them away.

"N… No, Baby… not quite. You're saying… saying that you do this because you have to?"

"Y… Yes… I have to," she answered him. "But I find that I'm one of four other wives who are, one way, or another, forced into this international game, but truly, it's not all as bad as it sounds. We live in unbelievable luxury, have the finest of everything, and meet the most fantastic people… like you, Lover."

"I know now that you're making fun of me," Gil made a grunting sound.

"Oh God no, Darling! I'm not!" she replied quickly, twisting onto her side to hug him to her. "I meant it… every word I said… honest, Darling! Please… please believe me?"

She had pulled his face tight to her; it was still in the hollow beneath her chin, but her magnificent breasts had bulged up to near-smother him. Her fingers played in his hair and he could feel her long sensuous body working against his own as he lifted his face for air.

"Who? Who is he?" Gil gasped.

"Who? I thought you knew, Darling," she said, easing down into the bed until her lips were even with his. "Him… Darrel… Darrel Jenkins. That gargoylish bastard God sees fit to let live on His earth!"

***

The shock of her revelation took long seconds to instill itself in the recesses of his own wine-sodden mind… but it did. Suddenly, he realized that she was trying to kiss him and he gave his lips and mouth to her, playing with her tongue teasingly with his own, and sensing a feeling of sheer delight with her presence. Christ, in truth, he'd never known a girl like her. She was the absolute!

He let his tongue war with her tiny one, then, she sucked his into her mouth and began to play with it. He wanted to talk, but couldn't.

She pressed and squirmed her voluptuous loveliness tight against him while she continued to vacuum his mouth, and he felt her moist cunt splayed with open lips against his thigh, rubbing provocatively up and down.

"Please, my Darling, don't ask me any questions?" she finally said, releasing his tongue and mouth. "Just let it be you and me… no matter what they do when they come in. Let it be just you and me?"

She was half on top of him now. He could feel his cock stirring pleasantly into a second hardness. Her cunt was like another mouth sucking at his thigh, and her soft, slender hands were flitting over him like spiders. Fuck, he didn't care about Jenkins, anyway… only this delicious creature who had come out of nowhere to be with him. She was like an apparition! He gazed up into her face.

"You're beautiful, Randi! Whatever you want… your wish is my command!"

"Oh… Oh God, Darling… I want to suck you! Let me suck you, then…" she whimpered.

"It… it's still soft…"

"That's the way I like it!" she gasped.

She then slithered down him suddenly until her lovely face with her long reddish hair was taunting his belly. Her enchanting, open mouth directly above his feebly stirring prick.

"Shit!" he gasped aloud from the mere delight of the thought of what she wanted to do.

He raised his head to watch and saw her take his limp cock in her hand. Her dark eyes drowsily half-closed as she lowered her face, her little tongue slipping from between her separated lips to lick at his prick! He couldn't help but think how it had been in her cunt, and that it was covered with the now sticky ecstasy of their climaxes, yet… yet, she was licking it as if it'd been submerged in honey!

He felt what had been a spent member of his body give a lusty lurch and spring into half-hardness. Her eyes still remained closed as she licked it from his balls to its tip on every side, her luscious breasts quivering with her movements, her long auburn hair tantalizing his belly… then her ovalled lips slipped down over the thickening shaft, encompassing it as she sucked upward again and again to repeat the act.

A super-aching throb traversed through his loins and belly. Fuck, she'd sucked it into hardness! But he wasn't used to it and it felt like a length of cordwood pulling at his pelvis. He'd propped himself onto his elbows to watch her and she'd twisted herself so that he could see everything she was doing.

She held his prick at its thick base so that it stood erect for her, and as he watched mesmerized, she drew his foreskin a half-inch above it, then slid her tongue down inside in a swirling motion, until he could see its tip agitating the glans of his cock inside his prepuce, rotating wildly as if she were trying to bore right down into his loins this way!

The sensation was overwhelming! His rod felt as if it would burst! And then, her soft warm hand was caressing his balls and she was working herself over on top of him, between his legs, letting her one free hand slip beneath his thigh to press it into the air, then, the other leaving his sac to do the same! He found himself on his back, his legs raised high, her luscious sucking mouth smothering his prick.

"Hold them back, Lover," she ordered, raising her head. "Hold your legs back high!"

And he did, never questioning, but lifting himself until he lay practically on his shoulders and she began to lave and wash him with her tiny tongue.

He sensed the moist lingual member moving down the length of his now-throbbing cock and playing at its base before moving to his balls. Then, it swept over them, from top to bottom and bottom to top, moistly, delightfully, until one side was suddenly engulfed within a hot, sucking vacuum. Then the other, and he knew she'd had them in her mouth.

The hairy crevice of his ass was next, and he sensed her delicate hands on his asscheeks, spreading them wider open to her as she bathed it with the saliva from her mouth… and then, his asshole! But first, came the delicious sweeps of her tongue on both inner asscheeks, a half inch away from it, painting them salaciously before she found the raised circle of his hole and began to play with it with the tip of her probing tongue!

Christ, how he wished he could suck it right inside him there! She pressed eagerly, trying to pop it open, and he relaxed himself to the fullest degree, but only the tip ever penetrated, and momentarily, he thought he might lose all of his mental capacities if she didn't stop!

She did, and she didn't! She returned to his balls, licking and sucking them before working her way back up the underside of his now, aching cock… then she took it back into her mouth and he felt her swallow a second time until she had swallowed its husky knob into her throat, the buccal motions continuing as she seemed to draw his shaft right down into her gullet, and he knew she wanted him to cum there!

"Christ!" he gasped. "Turn around! Bring your cunt up here where I can get at it!"

She did, quickly twisting about to come down over him on all fours, yet never letting his swollen prick from her throat and sucking mouth. She placed her knees snug against his ribs on either side of his body, her rounded, full white buttocks spread so that the slightly opened pink split in her copperish, hair-lined crotch was but a tongue-length from his watering mouth. She pressed her luscious ass down closer to his face, a quivering moan of anticipation vibrating his rod with an erotic urgency that caused his asshole to tingle.

Gil's brain swam with the rekindled lust that was seizing complete control of him once more. Nothing or no one in the world mattered, only the building sensations in his belly and loins and the exotic creature who was obscenely straddling him, sucking his cock eagerly while he stared in growing salacity at the delectable vision of her enchanting crotch with its auburn curly hair lining the fleshy lips of her moist, coral pussy.

With his thumbs, he slowly drew the tender flanges apart, feeling the shudder course through her as he exposed the dewy, pink fissure to his greedy eyes, the sensitive raw flesh glistening with tiny pearlish droplets from both her passion and the fucking he had given her.

He then raised his mouth to the warm pulsating lips and licked them with trembling tongue, licked and circled their ragged edges, then laved through the hot, velvety flesh, his saliva mixing with both of their cum as she moaned licentiously around his aching cock.

He could see nothing through the arch of her gorgeous crotch and thighs but her full rounded tits hanging, their hardened nipples burning against his tensed stomach, yet he could imagine her contorted face and the thickness of his shaft thrust between her sucking lips. Then, abruptly, her asscheeks began to waggle for more vigorous action as she increased the twirling of her tongue around the satiny, rubber like thickness of his heavy prick's blood-inflated head.

Gil caught his hands up over the fleshy orbs of her ass and drew her down to him, thrusting his stiffened tongue deep up into her hot, moist vagina, causing her humming once more, to vibrate his cock provocatively in her sucking mouth and throat, while she screwed her clutching little hole down onto his wildly spiraling tongue.

He sensed her lips creeping further onto his shaft and the muscles of her throat working as she swallowed almost rhythmically, his loins tensing and jerking, and he realized that she was trying desperately to work his shaft down into her throat to his balls. Its head throbbed and jumped insanely with the nerve-tingling lick of her tongue caressing its sides, then, she began to work her head up and down gently and he imagined the pink inner-flesh of her lips being pulled out grotesquely, clinging to the thick shaft as she sucked it voraciously, her mind feverish with the carnality of the act.

He felt her breasts swaying and dancing against the hairy flesh of his naked belly from the short up and down motion of her pumping torso, and momentarily he envisioned his Jan sucking him this way; it was her lovable cunt that his tongue was slithering in and out of, and the small, elastic like, viscous hole his mouth was glued to belonged to her… then all thoughts raced from his mind!

The door had opened and Darrel Jenkins, with Sara, entered… smiling as they approached the bed, their eyes sparkling in lascivious fascination… and they were both naked!

"Don't stop!" Darrel said graciously.

His smile becoming a lurid grin as he came close to gently place his hand on Randi's ass and look down into Gil's face that was half-smothered in the opened, glistening pink crevice of her luscious cunt.

Gil knew that his own eyes must be bugging out of his skull. But it wasn't because of the interruption, he'd half-expected that. It was the near-nauseating sight of the little monster's deformed body.

His breastbone and delineated ribs appeared about ready to tear through the almost-chalk-white covering of skin, and when he half-turned, Gil saw the distorted hump of his left shoulder blade; his lower-legs and thighs seemed to be of an equal size in circumference, and his belly a fat little pod, but the phenomenon was the massive length of tubular flesh that grew from his hairless pelvis, its reddish knob only partially visible inside the prepuce in its present flaccid state. Christ almighty, it was the biggest thing he'd ever seen on a human being.

If this gargoyle could be considered human! It had to be nine inches long just hanging there, and the tremendous sac it half-hid should contain the balls of a bull!

"We don't want to interrupt," Sara put in.

Gil merely glanced at her, aware that at any other time he would have been overwhelmed with her naked loveliness, for she was in every way the voluptuous equal of Randi, except that she like his Jan, was fringed erotically in black. But the shocking spectacle of Jenkins' sickeningly twisted body had nearly destroyed his desire.

"We merely want to join you…" Gil heard Sara finish.

Darrel Jenkins chuckled, then reached down in under Randi to cup and squeeze one breast cruelly.

"You always did have the biggest tits, Randi Baby," he hissed between clenched teeth, and Gil felt the vibrations of her groan travel the sagging length of his shaft.

"Aren't they excitedly wound up with each other, though?" Sara said, feverishly. "Look, Darling, Randi's sucked his cock right down into her throat… here! You can see it throbbing!"

Gil felt like a freak, himself, something abnormal on exhibition as he sensed Sara's small hand suddenly caressing his balls and he lay there with a mouthful of Randi's luscious cunt while he stared up into the agate eyes of Darrel Jenkins' depraved face. Then, he saw the little gargoyle's finger only inches from his nose, probing at the raised, fleshy circle of Randi's anus. Christ! He wanted to kill him!

"Both of you, roll onto your side," the little man ordered. "Don't stop sucking each other, just ease over."

Gil saw his tremendous prick give a lurch as it started to swell into hardness.

"I haven't fucked this doll's ass in ages… Sara, go over to the dresser there. In the top drawer you'll find an assortment of strap-on dildos. Pick yourself out a six-inch one," he chuckled lewdly. "I don't think old Martin here can take much more the first time around."

Gil couldn't believe his ears! Immediately, rage began to mount inside him and he started to lift Randi's spread crotch away from him, but to his amazement, her legs seemed to tighten, her whole body tensing as if to hold him securely in position as she agilely rolled onto her side, taking him with her.

For a moment, he felt as if he were caught in a version of a wrestler's scissors-hold, until it dawned on him that she was desperately trying to keep him from flying into a rage!

Somehow, he had managed to keep control of his anger, lending himself to his beautiful Randi's urgency; then he nuzzled his lips, mouth and tongue tighter into the moist raw flesh of her warm, quivering cunt to lick and thrust, her hair-fringed pussylips grazing his cheeks, and he felt her suck his cock deeper into her throat, her warm hand enveloping his pulsating balls as she affectionately squeezed and milked them.

For a moment, he'd nearly forgotten Darrel Jenkins and Sara, but their added weight to the bed reminded him. Until he felt soft and warm smooth flesh snuggling in close behind him, her full, hard-rippled breasts grazing and pressing into the muscles of his back, while the contours of her lush, satiny body filled the hollows of his own. He sensed the silken hair of her pelvis against his asscheeks and her hot thighs tight against the backs of his. Christ, he tried to imagine the obscene picture the four of them must make.

Male and female on their sides enwrapped in a lascivious sixty-nine act, with opposite male and female crowding close behind both participants, one with a tremendous human. Or was it inhuman… prick, and the lovely dark-haired beauty wearing a dildo! Shit, it had to be something out of De Sade!

But if she thought for one fucking minute she was going to sodomize him with some Goddamned plastic rod, she better think twice.

"P… Please don't do anything we'll be sorry for, Darling?" she whispered into his ear, kissing his neck then nipping at his earlobe. "We'll be punished… he's not a gentle man, Gil Martin. Please… I'll make it nice for you."

Gil wanted to say something, but with a mouth full of squirming cunt it was difficult… and his own prick felt as if it were going to shatter from the incessant sucking of Randi's throat muscles drawing and pulling at it while she massaged and squeezed his aching balls. He was going to cum a second time all right; there was no longer any question about that, but the growing pressure of another climax was a mixture of pain-pleasure he'd never imagined!

"Just give yourself to it, Gil Baby," Sara was whispering. "I promise you, it'll be heavenly. And look into the mirror… you'll be able to see everything, Darling… It'll help… Please… please don't fight me?"

Her entreaties baffled him, and there was no doubt but what she was actually worried. He withdrew his mouth from Randi's cunt and Randi seemed to raise her thigh as if she understood.

"What the hell are you talking about, anyway?" he hissed. "What're you to him that he can make you do whatever he wants?"

"Like Randi… I was his wife for awhile. And when he gets sick of wives he forces them into his international swap circle. God, Gil Martin don't try to fight it… just help us now! I promise, I'll be gentle… see?" she insisted as he felt her finger playing with his asshole like it was a tiny prick, taunting and probing at it, while Randi sucked wantonly on his shaft and crazy sensations spiraled through him!

Then, he saw the mirror that reflected the whole preposterous, obscene spectacle, but before he could visualize all of it, Darrel Jenkins' massive prick and balls blotted out his view, and mere inches from his eyes, he gaped with bated breath as the little monster pressed the huge, moist head of his cock against the tiny circle of Randi's puckered little asshole.

Christ, it was an impossibility! The unbelievable, swollen knob would never fit into her without ripping her passage fiendishly… yet, Christ almighty! She was pushing her quarter-sized nether hole back against it licentiously. And Gil saw it pop open like a wizened tiny mouth and the tip of his horrendous shaft slip in.

He felt his cock sucked into her gullet vibrate to the volume of her loud groan around it, and she squeezed his balls tightly as his own sphincter suddenly opened wider and a smooth round object pressed relentlessly into him!

Subconsciously, he clamped his lips around Randi's clitoris and with working tongue, began to suck and lave it frenziedly, his eyes staring at the obscene sight of Jenkins' huge prick worming into the tender pink hole in front of him, the little bastard's ugly and bloated balls practically brushing his own face. All the while, insensible sensations were racing through his loins as the plastic rod attached to Sara's pelvis was squirming into his ass-channel setting off jolts of wild salaciousness to cloud his brain!

Had anyone ever tried to tell him that he could be a party to such a Roman Circus, he probably would've tried to beat them senseless… but in all truth, the lust that was overwhelming him was beyond human reason! The sight of Jenkins' cock gouging into Randi's lasciviously stretched little asshole while she wantonly skewered her channel back onto it was enough to set even a sane man off… but he wasn't sane any longer… not with the sodomizing shaft that Sara had slipped into his own asshole… until he could feel the soft little bowl of her belly and her hairy loins against him there… and there was something that the stimulated shaft was prodding that was lifting him right out of his skull! He couldn't help but thrust his ass back at it as she continued to slide it up into him in a cadence that matched his sucking of Randi's clitoris, and her own buccal caresses of his swallowed cock!

Shit! He was going to cum! There was no holding it back!

He felt the squirming of Sara's fingers between his ass and her pelvis and knew that she was fingering her own clitoris. Wildly, she'd begun to thrust the plastic rod up his ass while she clung tightly to him, rolling and squirming her full erect tits against his back as she finger-fucked herself. He saw Jenkins' cock now buried to the hilt in Randi's asshole, her glistening lubrications making it shine when he withdrew the colossal shaft, the little gargoyle's balls rolling massively with every thrust. He plunged his tongue into the depths of her lubricious vagina and felt her quiver and begin to suck harder on his submerged cock in her throat.

"We… we're all going to cum together, aren't we?" Sara said suddenly, her voice quivering. "All of us now… on the tenth stroke! Try to! It'll be beautiful! Cum together!"

Shit! Gil doubted if he could wait until the tenth stroke! His balls had already signaled warning! He felt the unwinding sensation taking place deep, deep somewhere in his groin! The fucking rod thrust up his ass was prodding his prostate… an unbelievable delight! There was no use trying to hold it!

Then, he sensed Randi's thighs tighten against his cheeks as she worked herself frantically back and forth between his tongue and onto Jenkins' cock. There wasn't any question… she was going to cum… and now!

Suddenly, weird, choked screams filled the room and he realized their muffled sounds came from Randi with his cock completely absorbed down into her throat.

She was cumming, her delightful crotch spasming insanely as he sucked and licked her clitoris unmercifully, clutching at the soft spheres of her asscheeks while Jenkins thundered his monstrous cock between them, and as he stared he saw the little beast's balls begin to heave and he knew he was squirting his load up into her bowels. Even as his own cock jerked once, twice, and began to pump out his thick sperm into her sucking gullet with sense-shattering spasms of erotic ecstasy!

Oh Christ! After this, there could be nothing left! Nothing! The fucking world would probably end!

***

But it hadn't! It went on and on. The captivating existence of Darrel Jenkins that demanded he be a part of. There had been more such nights, such celebrations of their land ventures and profitable investments, until he'd met all five of the gargoyle's wives and listened to their plights over and over.

Strange, he realized now as he slowly and quietly dressed, how unimportant another person's dilemma was when it didn't touch you. Each one, all of them, had asked for help, and in self-preservation he'd ignored them.

He really wasn't much of a man, was he? But what could he've done against the power of Darrel Jenkins? Nothing! In truth, nothing! Yet… might as well face it, Gil… you wouldn't've if you could! You were too happy with all of the loot he was pouring into the coffers that the Martins were living up. You needed that money just to stay even, and then suddenly it happened. He'd brought Randi back for a night!

It had been a spontaneous thing: Randi had only to take him to the bedroom when he'd hugged her to him and began to kiss her face all over. She seemed out of her mind with joy, while he wasn't sure but what he might lose his own wits in the happiness of seeing and holding her again.

"I've never forgotten you, Gil!" she gasped.

"And I dream of you night and day!" he gasped, running his hands over her near-naked body.

"Oh… oh Darling, what can we do? I love you so… and… and he's a monster! He'd kill me if he ever knew!"

"I know! I know!" Gil panted, holding her protectively to him, wanting to give her courage but knowing no way. "Oh Christ… he's got me in the bag! In the bag, Baby! We… we bought some land for a racetrack that isn't going to materialize. I'm into the bank two-hundred thousand with no collateral, and he knows it. Today, we found out the deal had fallen through… now, if I can't pedal that land… and who wants it? But… if I don't I'm dead… dead, Baby, dead!"

Randi pressed away from him gently. A tiny smile spread her sweet face.

"And of course, he won't help you. That's his way of eventually imprisoning people… always on a gradual basis… until you're suddenly overwhelmed by the impossibility of it…"

"But, why me? Christ almighty! I've got nothing he wants!" Gil spat, shaking his head and moving away from her. "I'm no woman he can make a tool of."

"Of course you're not," Darrel Jenkins said, easing the door open and entering their room.

He smiled broadly, grotesquely. Then, he chuckled out loud.

"Sorry, Gil, but the room's bugged… purposely, of course," he guffawed. "Randi knew it. I told her earlier."

Gil looked at the voluptuous redhead who had turned from him, as if unable to face him any longer. She dropped her head and looked toward her hands.

"May I leave now, Darrel?"

"Sure… of course, Baby," Jenkins replied softly, swinging slowly to watch her walk from the room without glancing back, then, turning to face Gil. "An enchanting creature, isn't she? Of all my wives, I think I prefer her most. Exciting tits and an enchanting ass."

When she'd turned her back to him, Gil realized she had done so to save herself… the same self-preservation… and then, she was gone. He turned to Jenkins.

"What's this all about, Darrel?" he questioned, taking a step forward. "You knew that racetrack wasn't going in there. The City Council voted against it three days ago! Nick Douglas told me this morning… you were there!"

Darrel Jenkins continued to smile. He walked over to the bed and sat his deformed frame on the edge of it.

"I knew," he answered softly.

"But why? Why didn't you tell me? You're well aware that I had to make a loan… a sizable loan to cover my half?"

"Yes, Gil, I knew that, too," Jenkins chuckled. "Just as I know how broke you are. And how you'll be sucked right into prison unless I cover for you… which I'm willing to do."

"Y… Y… You're what?"

"You heard me well, I'm sure, Gil," the deformed little man said, regaining his feet and walking absently about the room. "I'm ready to save your ass… your worthless ass… for what value it has to me."

Gil stared at him, completely blank in his mind on what might come next.

"And… and what is that… that value, Mr. Jenkins?" he finally managed to ask.

The little man stood with his back to him. He turned slowly at Gil's words and smiled.

"I thought you knew already," he said, scratching obscenely at his crotch. "Your lovely family. Gil. Your wife and daughter… lovely girls. I've admired them for ages, especially your Jan."

He crossed the room once more with his back to Gil.

"Yes… it seems that we might be able to work something out for you, Martin… I mean, God knows, I wouldn't want you to go to prison, eh?"

Gil was dumbfounded. He could only stare at the monstrosity. And then, it all slowly registered, every single word he had spoken… its full meaning enshrouding him slowly, but overwhelmingly.

"You… you bastard! You can't mean… can't mean what I think you do!" Gil spat, his anger mounting into blinding rage as he stared at the little man.

Jenkins saw it. But he seemed anything but frightened.

"Don't try anything foolish in your ire, Gil," he warned. "It'd only be a mistake. I've men in the apartment tonight purposely. You see, I had an idea you wouldn't quite understand the first time… eh?"

"You're a fucking fiend! You miserable little ogre!" Gil spat viciously.

Jenkins' face grew solemn for a moment, then relaxed into its perverted smile once more.

"I'm sorry you feel that way about me, Gil," he scowled. "You know, I kind of liked you, even though you're a stupid individual… money-hungry and like that. All the same, my deal still holds."

He came closer, his agate eyes leveled fiendishly.

"Your wife for ten years of your life, Martin! Your wife and that lovely daughter of yours! You see… I have a hell of a yen to fuck them both… my way!"

PART THREE LEE

CHAPTER SIX

Lee Martin sat by the window from where he had watched the sun rise. He had awakened an hour before dawn, unable to sleep or think of anything but what Millie had told him. She was pregnant! And what were they going to do about it? Whamo! Right smack in the friggin' mouth!

For eons, he'd just sat and stared at her. They'd gone to her house from the stinko-party, in the wee-hours, of course, and plodded right into her bedroom, stripping to ball-it in the same old style. No prelims, no anything, just fall to.

Why be wary? The good Judge and Millie's mother were undoubtedly at the links clubhouse as were his own parents, not expected before the first crow pissed at daybreak. Hell, even if the club burned down and they were forced home early, they'd never look in to find out whether their daughter was home or not. Anymore than his folks would, so there was no sweat.

"I… I'm pregnant, Lee," she'd said, sitting on her side of the bed.

She might've whapped him in the face with a wet towel!

"Pre… Pregnant?" he'd stammered, wilting backwards and rolling onto his naked side to stare at her.

She lay down beside him, stretching out, her arm draping over her face, half-hiding it.

"Pregnant!" she repeated. "Knocked up! Going to have a baby! Your Baby, Lee Martin!"

He gaped at her, his mouth drying out. She started to sit up, then, lay back down, her fantastic tits spreading all over her chest like hand-molded, yeast-filled globs of creamy bread-dough. Her unequaled and delightful firm tits were the stellar attraction in any room she ever entered or left. They'd captivated him, and he couldn't think of a guy he knew who wouldn't like to get his hands on them, and she was aware of it.

Maybe, maybe, they had, he thought momentarily. "Are… are you sure? I mean… how do you know?"

"How do you know the time? You examine a clock, eh? I went to a doctor… a doctor in Tempe," she answered, not looking at him.

He studied her subconsciously, lying there on her back, long and luscious, admiring her lengthy raven hair, like his Mom's, he thought. Heavy over her shoulders, and sexy, yeah, sexy. Man, she was an attractive chick, all right, with a wide, sensual-mouthed, warm smile… and dark eyes like his Mom, too. With legs and an ass that guys gaped after. But shit! He had no deep feeling for her! She was just a good-time, swinging doll! Jesus Christ, he didn't want her to be knocked up!

"This doctor… he could be wrong, eh?"

"No chance, Baby. I've had the frog-test," she answered miserably.

"There's nothing left but the spawning! I'm up! Now, what?"

"Hell… I don't know right off hand! Give me a minute to digest it, will you?"

"Take five," she answered sarcastically.

"Thanks…"

She'd stirred beside him, then sat up abruptly.

"Shit!" she spat. "I know you don't want to marry me!"

"Ma… m… marry you? Jumpin' Christ, Millie, I'm only 15! And what're you… almost 17? Man, what a beautiful pair we'd make trying to cut it in this fucking establishment! Of course, I could always get another paper-route like I had in Tucson!"

"Oh, don't be moronic, Lee!" she threw at him, twisting so that he could see the tears on her cheeks. "It wouldn't make any difference anyway! Don't you suppose I know the score? All you wanted was a girl who would fuck!" she went on, lowering her face into her hands, crying with her long black hair draping beautifully over her shoulders in front and behind. "And… and I was that girl. Because I loved you, Lee Martin… and God knows, I still do!"

Suddenly, she twisted about to glare viciously at him.

"You got my cherry, too! There were a dozen guys after it… not kids… men! But you got it!"

She'd told him that any number of times before, but how the hell would he know; he was no cunt authority. All right, it wasn't any canal with the locks open, but it hadn't felt like an unexplored, rippling creek either! Horseback riding had destroyed her hymen, she'd insisted… he couldn't've cared less… he found himself concerned now.

"Okay, okay!" he blurted. "You've made a point!"

He swung out of his adopted side of the bed. Christ! What did a guy do at a time like this? She was a sweet kid, and he'd fucked her from every angle known, including a few, maybe, that they'd invented, but he'd never flashed any ring under her nose! So they were lay-lovers, there wasn't anymore to it than that.

Shit! What in Christ's name did a stud do? He was still in high school! A thing like this could suck the starch out of his whole life! So she was fragrant! Hell… hell, maybe it wasn't even his! Maybe she'd been taking some whang on the side that he didn't know anything about! Why not? She could've been. He'd never kept tabs on her!

Besides, he'd tried to play it careful. She'd claimed to be on the pill and he'd invariably reminded her. Oh sure, the stuff wasn't infallible, but it was supposedly ninety-nine and forty-four one-hundred percent sperm-proof!

His thoughts were suddenly shattered. Katie was coming out of the stables. She was moving in a huff with that miserable Wolf behind her, not two inches away from her ass, and she didn't look one inkling like the doll who'd walked into the building some forty minutes before.

Lee straightened upright and watched her. Her hair was a mess, and her skirt and blouse had the appearance of being walked over. Besides that, he could read the expression on her face, and it was anything but amiable.

Something was grandly amiss, he decided with a mental flourish, and he'd bet his ass that it had to do with that Chicano. He'd watched his stealthy entrance, too. That lecherous old bastard! If he'd done anything to Katie! Not that she couldn't take care of herself, but sometimes, weirdo things happened!

Whatever, he knew he'd just have to wait and see. Katie was a clam, and there was small use of jumping to conclusions where she was involved. If she wanted to tell him, she would… and if she didn't, forget it.

Anyway, nothing was the same between them these days. Once, he reflected, they'd been pretty close, naturally close. He thought about it reminiscently, pleasantly. She'd walk around her room in one of those short, gauzy nighties, nothing else, and he'd been able to see right through it. Her budding young tits and ass, a twinge of hair on her pussy. Damn her, she'd known he was eyeballing her, too! Christ, as just a little girl she'd had the unbelievably developed tits of a grown teenager, and she'd known that as well. As well as she'd been certain he would come into her room before going to bed!

Remembering, he realized now how close he'd come. How bad he'd wanted to hug her to him. How he'd plan it before, then go in. But he just never had the nerve! She had wanted to, he was sure! They'd both wanted something that had to do with each other, but they'd never known what!

Christ, she was his sister. His very own twin-sister! Was that the reason? Were they really, actually a part of one another? Shit! Shit! Shit! It didn't matter anymore! The good things were all gone. Left behind in Tucson, like his Peggy! Nothing mattered anymore, except the lousy black shroud that was trying to engulf him.

Millie was pregnant! Christ! He had to talk to someone! What… what would Mom say? Mom… his beautiful, voluptuous Mom!

His buddies had moms, but they didn't look like her! Shit, she was something else! Even the guys said that, but what the hell did they know? They'd never watched her take a bath, or walk around her room in all of her enchanting, naked loveliness as he had every day for six months! How would they, or anyone know? Not even the old man. He was like a eunuch in a harem when he stared after her. But then, he never thought of anything but bread these days, anyway.

Lee felt his prick give a healthy lurch as he pictured his Mom's nude beauty and squirmed in the chair. Fuck, he couldn't keep her out of his mind any more than a few minutes at a time… and when she was gone, Katie was there! What the hell was wrong with him, anyway? He got plentylike Millie! Millie! Jesus Christ! Millie!

He'd talk to Katie, she was coming! He had to tell someone! She was his twin, she'd understand, help him! Hell, he couldn't tell the old man! He'd probably come unglued! Wonder what was going to happen at the lousy bank when the news got out… especially, seeing that it was Judge Stone's daughter. As if she didn't have a cunt or something!

He bolted to his feet and began to walk the floor. He listened, hearing Katie's feet on the stairs, then he moved toward the door. Christ, he wanted so much to talk to her. Yet, as her footfalls neared, then passed his room, he knew he couldn't open the door. It was too late between them; they'd built a barrier, when once, they'd been so close.

He swung away and paced aimlessly. Fuck! He loved her! What the hell was it that made him get on her back… like the night before with the pot? Was he afraid someone was going to harm her, or just take her from him? Damn, he really loved her, his baby sister! Baby? She was actually older than he was! But he loved her. She was his pet to look after, his loving sister who wore the nightie like a Goddess. Like his Mom!

He shook his head and stumbled about the room. Millie's revelation was twisting him inside out! There wasn't any other way! She'd have to get rid of it, an abortion or something! Hell, there just wasn't any other way! Their parents would never forgive them the stigma an illegitimate kid would rouse in Breynar. But to find a doctor to do it, that was going to be something else!

Suddenly Lee heard someone stirring in his parent's bedroom and moved tactically to his own clothes closet. He brushed aside a strategically hung old shirt of his to reveal his private little peek-hole. A carefully reamed-out circle the size of a twenty-five-cent-piece that he had accomplished with a pen-knife. It looked directly into his folk's closet but was near-undetectable from their side. At least, it hadn't been discovered in the six months he'd enjoyed its usage.

Of course, when their closet-door was closed he could see nothing, but it being a sliding affair, it was more often left open, and he'd played voyeur to some damned exciting shows. He couldn't say too much for the old man's stamina, but his beautiful Mom never seemed to get enough, and he could see it in her face when she was alone, dressing, or just primping, and even more-so when she was lounging away the hours. Those were the times that really got to him, when his cock would get as hard as a monument just watching her and knowing she was alive with excitement.

His Dad passed in front of his view and Lee could see that he'd donned old clothes, not his usual golf-togs for Saturday morning. His Mom still slept, he could see her long black hair fanned out over the silken pillow. Christ, she was something else! But what was the old man up to? Were they going to be graced with his company today? Must be Jenkins had let him off the hook, told him he could play houseboy for a change. That ugly bastard!

Christ, how he hated that little hobgoblin! He couldn't help but believe if it hadn't been for him that they'd still probably be in Tucson. Poorer, but happier. And he'd be with Peggy, with no Goddamned knocked up Millie Stone!

Disconcertedly, Lee Martin plodded back to his window-side chair and dropped into it. The fucking world was an asshole of a place, anyway! Hell should be a welcomed relief, if there was such a spot.

His brain was a muddle of emotions. The mere act of peeking at his mother had stimulated him, as always. But the belly-sinking thought of Millie Stone being up lessened its usual effect considerably.

Then, there was his concern for Katie and wondering if that Goddamned Juan had tried anything with her. He'd kill the ugly bastard if he did. Shit, if only he could talk to her. If they could just confide in one another, the way they used to before Darrel Jenkins had disrupted all of their lives.

Damnit, what he needed was sleep. He'd only had a little over an hour when he'd bolted upright in the bed thinking of Millie. He still wore only his shorts and decided to try it again, getting up from the chair and walking over to throw himself onto the sack. He heard his parent's bedroom door open and close and his Dad's footfalls moving along the hall, then descending the stairs. Evidently the rose bushes were going to catch it today.

He lay on his stomach, his pecker still half hard, and ground it against the mattress with little rhythmic movements of his lean hips, causing immediate erotic sensations in his loins and belly. Hell, now he wished he'd fucked Millie one last time before leaving, but he'd been so Goddamned upset that all he could think of was going, not cumming. He wished to hell he had her there right now… he'd stuff her so full of cock her eyes would pop out!

It wasn't any use; he couldn't sleep. He got from the bed, his swollen rod poling out the front of his shorts, and found a cigarette. He wished it was a joint. Christ, he was about ready to blow his cool! Between the lustful agitations his cock was giving him and the mental aggravation tormenting him, he didn't know where to turn. If only he could talk to someone.

Rapid footsteps on the stairs and in the hallway interrupted his thoughts. He heard them hurry by his room, then his parents' door opened and closed quickly. For a long moment, he remained motionless, just dragging at the weed. Finally, he went to his peek-hole.

He saw his father sitting on the bed beside his Mom and she was awake, lying on her back with the sheet beneath her chin, looking up at him and listening. The old man was holding her hand and talking fast, but his words were indistinct to Lee… and he looked like he was going to burst right out crying any second!

"Oh God, Jan… I'm sorry!" he heard his Dad blurted, then dropped his face, shaking his head back and forth. "I… I didn't know."

The rest was muffled and Lee couldn't make it out. Suddenly, his Mom shifted her position, moving higher in the bed onto the pillow, the sheet falling away to reveal her magnificent tits, and he felt his prick give a lusty jerk. There was an expression of awe on her lovely face that half-frightened him.

"Y… You mean… that unless I go to bed with Darrel Jenkins… he'd let you go to prison?" she was saying, her expression one of utter disbelief. "He… he can't mean it, Gil… my God!"

"Oh shit, he means it, all right, Jan!" his Dad spat. "I… I never realized what a fucking monster the son-of-a-bitch is!"

Lee was as much shocked by his father's choice of words as he was at what his Mom had just said.

He'd never realized that his father possessed such a gutsy vocabulary and momentarily he felt the generation gap between them narrowed considerably; but the disgusting horror of his Mom's words was ricocheting nauseatingly in his brain, their full meaning slowly and sickeningly being interpreted by his tired, overworked mental facilities. Jesus Christ, the thought alone was enough to make him puke. His beautiful Mom being fucked by that ugly little miscreant! Shit, he'd kill him first! He would, so help him!

"… Darling… Darling, why didn't you tell me before?" his Mom was saying and holding her arms open to his Dad. "Di… didn't you know I would've helped you? I love you, Gil!"

Lee couldn't help the little twinge of jealousy he felt as he saw the tears in his mother's dark eyes, her lush trembling lips and heard the quiver in her voice. Then, his father was inside her arms leaning down while she hugged him tight and he began to caress her firm white tits and kiss her lips and eyes. And then he moved over her whole sweet face, and the erect mounds of flesh in his hands. His tongue licking at their already hard nipples, and his Mom began to squirm noticeably beneath the sheet.

"Damn, Baby… what have I done to you… and the kids?" his Dad gasped.

"Darling… it's not too late, don't you see?" his Mom half-whispered. "Together, we can overcome anything… no matter what. Even Darrel Jenkins. But… but we've got to save Katie from him!"

"Yo… you mean, that you'll do it?" Lee heard his father rasp under his breath. "You'll let him…"

"I… I'd do anything to save you from anguish, my Darling," she replied. "You or the twins… But… but let's not talk anymore right now… Undress and make love to me. I need it so much!"

***

A shower and thorough cleansing of her genitals had helped to restore Katie's general good nature, but she still couldn't throw off the feeling of revulsion that her act with Juan Chaverez had left with her. Her Darling pets were different, but to think that she'd actually sucked that dirty old man's prick? She could hardly believe it had actually happened. Yet, it had, and repulsive as the thought was, still something masochistically stimulating about it that caused her vibrant young loins to tingle excitedly. She knew in her heart that she would willingly do it again.

She had slipped into her favorite green peignoir to cover her nakedness and stretched out on her bed, surprised that she wasn't completely spent after her wild ordeal. That those frenzied little fermentations could leap instantly alive inside her belly as she relived the whole wanton scene again in her mind.

Lord, will I ever get enough? she wondered.

She felt almost insatiable and couldn't help but wonder if she wasn't cursed with some inherent drive from either, or both, of her parents. God, right now she could almost do it all over again!

Genghis, as if instinctively, arose from where he lay beside her bed to cradle his massive head on her soft belly. He whimpered and she petted him fondly.

Damn, his drive is as unquenchable as mine is, she thought, knowing that if she gave him half a chance he'd have that long nose right between her soft thighs again. Lord, I've got to get a hold of myself here.

She was breathing harder as her excitement kept mounting.

"Lie down, Genghis! Go back and lie down!" she ordered, in an attempt to eliminate temptation.

Better that she give some thought to the nasty little position in which she'd placed herself with Juan. There was small doubt in her mind but what sooner or later he would try to take advantage of it, and probably sexually. She'd undoubtedly thrown a scare into him with her threat of taking advantage of her, but she feared that would be short-lived.

He was too shrewd and too lecherous not to figure out the hold it had given him over her. God, if she only had someone she could talk to about such a thing? If only she and Lee were closer, as they once were, when he would come into her room and…

Damn! There she went again! The mere thought of her brother standing there in just his shorts as he used to was enough to set her afire! And hadn't she visualized that it was his, or Daddy's cock she was sucking all of the time she had mouthed and licked that terrible old man's?

Damn! Damn! she thought, swinging flusteredly from the bed.

Nervously, she paced the room, then glanced at her watch, only 8:30. It was still too early for Lee to be awake, especially after the party last night. She'd make a good guess that he'd gone to Millie's house and laid her in her own bed, that bitch. What Lee saw in her, she'd never know.

Just about every boy in school had bedded her at least once, and Katie knew that Larry Beehman had been screwing her for three years. After all, why not? He was her next-door neighbor. But she doubted that Lee knew any of it, or maybe he knew and didn't care.

Sometimes, he made her so damned mad! When they should be close and confide in each other, like right now. She could go to him and help him with all she knew about Millie Stone. And then, she could tell him about Juan and he would help her.

God, she was tempted to go to his room and try. Maybe, if she'd just make the first move, kind of mend the fences. But supposing he flew into a rage once she'd told him everything, and instead of helping her, went to Dad and Mom? Good God, she'd die with the shame.

Oh, Lee… Daddy… please? Somebody help me before it's too late!

CHAPTER SEVEN

It was not that Lee had never watched his mother and father in the act of making love, he had. And on numerous occasions over the past six months, since he'd installed his secret peek-hole, but he'd never seen anything to match the vigorous performance his Dad was putting on this morning. And by the appearance of things, neither had his Mom!

Right from the start, when his father had jumped up and torn off his clothes until he'd stood before her naked, almost boastingly naked, Lee had noticed the near-awed expression of wantonness masking his Mom's face as she seemed to feast her enchanting dark eyes on his father's rock-hard prick.

"Oh… oh Gil, Darling… I… I can't remember when I've seen it look like that… so big… so hard!" she gasped.

She slowly worked the sheet down away from her with her feet as she raised to one elbow staring at it, her small tongue licking at her lush lips moistly, her full white breasts jutting forward provocatively with their nipples like dark-red cherries as she finally lay completely exposed in her voluptuous, creamy-white nakedness.

Lee swallowed tightly. Christ, he could see perfectly, even to the thin pink slit of his Mom's cunt between her slightly spread-open thighs and nestled in the soft, curly, black hair fringing her luscious-looking crotch.

Then, she was leaning forward and reaching out toward his Dad's husky prick. Hell, he'd studied with some disappointment the half-hards his father usually wore when they balled and found himself wondering if there was something wrong with him, or was that the way it was when you got to be 38? But this was no sickly looking, eunuch-prick; it made him think of a purple-tipped ball-bat, and he couldn't help but believe it was going to smack a round-tripper this morning.

Still, he couldn't pass off the feeling of jealousy he experienced as he watched his Mom's small hand encircle the thrusting rod, and as his Dad moved closer to the bedside with a grunting sound, Lee gaped in mounting lust at the licentious sight of her pressing his heavy foreskin back and forth sensuously over its blood-engorged head. Her face and mouth moving ever closer toward it.

Fuck, his own cock had burst into a steel-hardness, and he couldn't resist slipping his hand down inside his shorts to work the outer layer of thick skin in a masturbatory motion. The sight of his beautiful Mom performing so lewdly was almost more than he could take.

Hell, generally it was no better than a rabbit act, with his Dad hopping on and off, no preliminaries and no extracurriculars… but… but Jesus Christ! Mom was licking the end of his cock! He could see her tiny pink tongue swiping at the seminal drops that had to be there with a hard like that, while her hand had slipped down beneath to cradle his heavy balls. And then, open mouthed, her moist tongue extended, she was trying to work it into the split of his prick.

Goddamn! They'd never gone at it like this!

It was a crazy sensation, but something was closing that generation gap between his father and himself awfully damned fast! And his Mom! God, she was something else again! What a doll! Knowing all of the beautiful things and using them! He would never have believed that!

He'd felt certain that licking and sucking was a product of his own generation, what his parents would call a perversion; yet, there it was taking place right before his eyes, and groovily. For now, his Mom had slipped her pretty mouth right onto his Dad's heavy shaft and was sure as hell sucking it.

Lee was so engrossed that he never heard the light tapping on his door. Twice, it came. Then it opened and Katie slipped inside. She stared at the empty bed and finally, around the room until she saw him in the closet.

For a long moment, she didn't move, trying to decide what he was doing. He had on only his shorts, and they seemed stretched from behind as she stared at his buttocks, their separating crevice faintly visible to her. He was up next to the wall in the corner in a crazy position, as if he were looking right through it at something. For another moment, she hesitated.

Maybe I should sneak out, she pondered. No! No, I'm not going to do that! I came here with a purpose in mind! It's now or never!

She took a deep breath before going forward with her plans.

"Wh… What're you doing, Lee?"

He spun around at the sound of her voice, completely surprised! He stared at her, hardly conscious of the fact that his hand still held his prick inside his shorts, while his brain functioned to enlighten him of what had happened.

"Wh… What the hell do you want in here?" he choked, watching her take a step toward him.

Katie's eyes had immediately locked upon the stretched action inside his shorts where his hand was submerged obscenely. The spectacle caused wild little sensations to permeate her underbelly, this was abruptly followed by fear. She'd embarrassed him. Caught him doing something personal. Something that would shame him and God knows, she knew what that meant!

Abruptly, she swung about and started back toward the door while he stared after her, the sunlight from the window outlining her firm, naked loveliness through the sheer diaphanous material of her peignoir. All of this happened in a split second.

"Sis! Wait!" he said drily.

She did.

He remembered his hand grasping his prick and jerked it free. She looked at him, still holding to the knob of the door.

Christ, she's something else. He couldn't help admiring his twin sister. With that long, golden hair of hers.

"I… I wanted to talk to you, Lee," Katie stammered.

"D… Don't leave… please?"

Katie heard his words. They were like nectar to her. But mostly, it was the tone of his voice. She let her eyes drop once more to the front of his unbelievably swollen shorts. It was hard, terrifically hard, no question about that! And the crazy little tinglings were racing through her young belly and loins again!

"I didn't mean to…"

"Come here," Lee heard himself say.

It'd gone this far. She'd come in, caught him. All right, it was now or forget it.

"Come here!" he repeated.

She did, slowly, careful not to brush against his swollen, protruding shaft that was extending the front of his white cotton shorts like a tent-pole. His hand suddenly clasped her arm gently but firmly, and steered her into the closet.

She hesitated and looked up at him.

"What?" she asked.

"That little hole… look through it," he whispered almost hoarsely. "Go on! Look through it!"

The scene that greeted Katie's eye caused her to gasp, but not until she'd reached the focal point of the room. Then, she gasped again.

My God! It was Mommy and Daddy. And Mommy was… was sucking his prick! She couldn't believe it. Mom was lying there on the bed raised up and holding her father's huge balls in her slender hand while she moved her mouth back and forth on the end of his beautiful, strong shaft.

"Oh God!" she said aloud, half-turning to face Lee.

"Shhhhhhhhhhh! Damnit, be quiet!" he hissed. "You want them to hear us? Is she still sucking him?"

Katie quickly moved her eye back to the little hole and stared. She nodded her answer. She was sucking him beautifully, and drawing her Daddy onto the bed at the same time by holding to his precious balls, a gentle love-persuasion that brought him knees-first up over her as she lay back, with him straddling her lovely firm breasts. And then he was easing it from her lips as if he intended to move down over her.

"Oh Darling, I love you," Katie heard her Mom say as she released it reluctantly. "I've wanted to do that for so long… just as we used to! N… Next time, I want it to cum so that I can swallow it all. Can I?"

Katie couldn't believe the crazy jolts soaring through her at her mother's lust-filled words. She knew exactly how that beautiful woman felt, but above everything was the intoxicating sight of her Daddy's hard cock. This was the first time she'd ever seen it.

God! It was spectacular! And her Mom liked to suck it and swallow his cum, just the way she had wanted to with Juan. And she'd been so sure that her desire was a curse.

"What're they doing?" Lee whispered.

He moved in close behind her and letting his hands encircle her waist to feel of her soft belly, while he eased his prick slowly, experimentally, toward her full rounded buttocks. Inching it closer, closer, closer, until his rod, separated by only his shorts and her gown, was like a flag-staff between the lush under hang of her asscheeks.

During all of this maneuvering she hadn't shied from him. In fact, if anything, he was certain she'd pressed backwards against him in an almost inconspicuous, undulating movement!

"They're… they're on the bed… and Daddy's… he's kissing her and feeling of her breasts," Katie kept describing the action to her brother. "Now, she's separating her thighs… opening them wide for him. My God, I can see her… her pussy so plain! It's… it's beautiful. It's all moist and ready!"

Lee thought that his throat and mouth would crack from lack of saliva. The feel and smell of his sister so close to him had incited every latent feeling he'd ever known for her. His hands seemed to be moving of their own, and she was making no motion toward stopping them as they slipped upward on the outside of her gown to slowly, but definitely, cup her young full breasts.

He heard her tiny gasp of excitement and knew then that she was erotically pleased. If he'd been in doubt, the now perceptive movements of her buttocks back against his pulsating rod of flesh eliminated it. She was breathing in short little gasps and he let one hand move inside her gown to feel the naked soft flesh of her magnificent firm tit. First one and then the other in forbidden and intoxicating ecstasy.

Simultaneously, he let his others hand traverse down over her belly and inside her gown until he came to the puffy sweet mound of her delicately haired pubis.

Christ! I'm going out of my mind! He was sweating. She's like velvet. My own lovely sister… my twin sister!

Gently, he caressed and massaged the fleshy area beneath the sprinkle of blonde hair that he knew grew there, while she panted in his arms. Her bottom working delightfully back against his cock until there was no longer any question in his mind. He let his lower hand move downward into the V between her thighs… brushing tenderly over her pouting cuntlips, and dragging his finger slowly upward to trace its split before he finally opened it and eased inside to her clitoris where everything was damp, warm, and quivering.

"Ohhhh!" she gasped. "Oh Lee… ooohhh… I've waited so long for this!"

"You… you mean, you wanted me too?" He couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes! Yes!" she hissed, forcing her head back against his chest and he kissed its crown affectionately. "Of course I did, you nut! You're my twin, aren't you?"

"B… but… but I thought… Oh hell, I don't know what I thought!" he said meaninglessly. "I wanted to! A thousand times, I've wanted to. But since we left Tucson, everything seemed to change."

"I know. It did for me too," she said, suddenly easing her hand behind her and downward to press between them toward his cock. "Please… take off your shorts and I'll get rid of this."

He didn't hesitate. She spun around, pulling the peignoir from her and smiling excitedly as she watched him step out of his shorts, her eyes glued on his throbbing, hard rod.

"Oh… oh brother… it's terrific, terrific!" she exclaimed, reaching nakedly down to take it inside her hand. "Oh… it's so much bigger than I remember it!"

"Do… don't talk too loud," he whispered, standing there proudly with his young, lean loins thrust forward to show it off to its best advantage.

And as he watched her staring at it, his own eyes drinking in the luscious beauty of her young, firm white body, he saw her begin to drop downward to her knees, and he couldn't believe it, knowing what she intended to do!

"Is… is it all right, Lee?" she questioned, looking up at him almost pleadingly.

"Oh… oh Christ, yes!" he gulped. "Suck it, Sis! Will you? Please suck it!"

Katie let her hands trail down the smoothness of his slender rib cage and over his hips, her brain racing madly with filled delight at the thought of what she was about to do! It was almost like the fulfillment of a prayer and her loins and belly were going mad with the galvanic sensations soaring through them. She'd never believed it would really happen.

But here it was, her own wonderful Lee's cock, in her hand now. Making him jerk erotically from her touch, his beautiful cock. So hard and big thrusting out from his loins. She held it affectionately, while the other, she smoothed up and down the inside of his muscular, hot thigh. She finally moving over to enclose his seemingly bloated sac to feel his masculine balls inside.

My God! She swore in silence. I could almost cum with just the thought of what I'm about to do!

Lee gazed down at her as if he were drunk. He couldn't comprehend that it was happening. She had his cock in her small hand, her sweet mouth an inch or less from it, and her magnificent tits visible beneath. Fuck, he'd cum if she put it between those pretty red lips.

And then he saw her tongue lick out at his split, swiping away the fluid his churning, overloaded balls had been harboring for two days. Finally, she was licking it and working his foreskin back and forth. Then, it disappeared, right into her sweet sucking mouth.

He felt it all the way to his shoulder blades! She was sucking and laving her tongue insanely while her hand cupped and squeezed his balls rhythmically. Too much. Too much.

He had to force her off it and reached down to draw her up to him.

"I'd cum right now!" he gasped. "Fuck, Baby, I'd cum right now!"

"I know! I wanted you too!" she whispered hotly, encircling his neck with her arms and pressing herself to him excitedly.

"No! Shit, I'd love it! But no… another time!" he hissed, then kissed her, letting his tongue play in her mouth and tasting himself there. "I… I want to fuck you, Sis! I've got to! That's first! Everything else is secondary!"

Katie clung tightly to him. She could never remember being so utterly happy in her lifetime.

"I… I know, Darling," she whispered. "And I want you to… because you'll be the first man or boy who ever has!"

"What?" he said, lifting his head to gape down into her lovely eyes. "You mean, you've never yet?"

Katie swallowed once, then she confided.

"Only Genghis," she hissed. "And he's wonderful."

"Wha? You mean that Goddamned Wolf has fucked you?" Lee choked, as he stared down at her.

She didn't look at him.

"A… a girl's got to have someone."

Jesus Christ! I'll take the Goddamned brute out and shoot him! He was swearing. I just can't imagine it! But she must have meant it, or she wouldn't have told me! What the hell! Fucking a Wolf!

"It's not as bad as you think, Lee," she said, almost pleadingly. "He's like a lamb. Besides, he's not to blame… it's my fault, I taught him."

Lee couldn't help himself. He clutched her tightly to him and began to laugh under his breath, the obscene sight of her voluptuous young body presented to the Wolf in what had to be a salacious sight, suddenly inspiring him carnally.

Christ! That was the secret, wasn't it? To each, his own? Thank God, she had a mind of her own!

Katie didn't know how he was going to take it, or what he might do. But she had to tell everything, now that they were an inseparable team again. She'd rally and actually sucked his beautiful cock, if only for a few minutes. She knew she'd suck it again and swallow his cum while he licked her pussy. Then, suddenly, he was pressing her back to the peek-hole.

"Tell me, what're they doing now?" he hissed, smoothing his gentle hands up and down her rib cage, then moving them around to caress her breasts while she subconsciously realized he was lowering himself to his knee behind her, and wild sensations began to stimulate her belly at the thought of what he intended to do next!

She looked through the little hole and saw their parents. Oh God, they were fucking… and fucking beautifully, but she couldn't simply tell him that!

"I… I can see them," she answered in a whisper. "I can see them perfectly. Mom's moist pink pussy and Daddy's beautiful rod plunging right into it! He's on top of her, between her legs and she has them spread wide, with her heels wrapped behind his bottom! They look like lovers who've never done it together before! Mom's face… it doesn't even seem like her, Lee! Or maybe, it does, but she's on another level… know what I mean?"

"I know!" he rasped, sitting back on his haunches and gazing up at his sister's delicious ass.

God, what an enticing little morsel she is, he kept thinking as he admired her ass. And she's been letting that friggin' Wolf fuck her!

It was almost enough to make him blow his nuts right there, just thinking about it! He'd heard, even read in a dirty book about those things happening, but he'd never considered them possible. And suddenly he learns that his own sweet twin is getting her kicks that way.

Wow! Maybe the moon does turn blue, too!

He watched a tremor ripple up the smooth white columns of her legs, over her full buttocks and climb the silken flesh of her back. His prick responded with a quivering convulsion, telegraphing salacious excitement from his balls to his brain.

She was the replica of a semi-lewd foldout in a girlie magazine from his position. A photographer would tell her to twist slightly to the right or left, so that the flushed lips of her pussy with their silken hair would be just out of sight. But the whole scene was entirely visible to him, for she stood there with her delectable legs slightly spread, and in the heels of the tiny bedroom things she wore, her calves were taut and her thighs firm.

He reached up slowly and placed his hands on the satiny spheres of her ass, cupping them and caressing them in his hands, feeling her soft flesh like warm feathers ridging between his fingers as she whimpered, then turned her head to look down at him.

"Oh, Lee… Lee what're you going to do?" she hissed.

"I don't know!"

"I… It's beautiful, Honey… beautiful!" she moaned.

"Don't talk too loud…"

"I… I won't… but it's beautiful!" Katie repeated. "Daddy… Daddy's fucking her now. You want me to tell you about it?"

"Yes!" he answered, not only wanting to know what their parents were doing, but wanting to hear his luscious sister's description of it.

Christ, he couldn't remember when he'd felt like this. With his hands, he tenderly spread the cheeks of her ass until he could see the pinkish circle of her ovalled and puckered little asshole. There wasn't the slightest hair nor the least mark to take from it. His breath choked in his throat!

Katie felt as if she had been set off like a roman candle. The wildest of fermentations were seething inside her at the gentle, if, obscene manipulations of her brother's hands, plus the lewd and exciting lovemaking of her Mom and Dad before her.

While her lovable Lee was exploring her ass, her handsome Daddy was charging his thick, heavy cock tumultuously into the receptive channel of her Mom's crotch, his lean white buttocks and hips thrusting feverishly to plunge his shaft up into her, while her Mom tossed her head erotically, her long legs raised high to take him, and Katie could hear her mother's groans of enchantment as she raised her thighs back even higher and her handsome Daddy fucked into her!

She could see her Mom's moist pink split wedged open by her father's racing cock, and his heavy balls taunting the raised flesh of her nether-hole as they slapped it.

Oh God! What is that? she wondered in surprise. Ooooh! It's Lee's tongue? Yes… yes! He's licking between her buttocks! She squirmed excitedly at her brother's talented tonguing. "Oh… ohhhhhhhh!" she moaned, unable to control herself: then, she felt his hands squeezing the spheres, warning her to be quiet. "Dad… Daddy's… Daddy's cock is simply driving into her!" she whispered. "They… they look so beautiful… so happy… Mom's legs are way back by her head! Oh God, Lee! He's fucking her wonderfully! Please… please? Do it now? Do it to me now, brother… right now?"

Katie had never before imagined what it might be like watching two people make passionate love, let alone their own mother and father. The lascivious sight was like a captivating drug overwhelming her and arousing her most carnal thoughts and desires. She couldn't take her eye from the little peek-hole, and Lee's tongue moistly taunting the cleft of her bottom, then licking and probing at her puckered, tiny hole was adding additional lewd fuel to her mounting wantonness.

She spread her thighs further apart and gently pressed her bottom back at his face and enrapturing tongue, while she gaped at her Mom writhing beneath her Daddy in salacious joy. She watched the cords on the insides of her Mom's full white thighs flex tightly when she thrust her soft down-covered pussy up to absorb the entire moisture-glistening length of Daddy's rigid prick. Her lovely buttocks hollowed as she lifted them inches off the mattress, undulating licentiously in small circles while they worked hungrily to swallow up in its entirety Daddy's long thick cock inside the fleshy folds of her pink, sucking cunt.

Oh God, this is just too much!

Katie couldn't stand to watch any more without knowing some release herself! She craned her neck to look back and down at her brother who was still on his knees behind her, his hands spreading open her trembling asscheeks she was so lustfully presenting to him, while his moist hot tongue continued to lick and tease her asshole and the fringed, feverish little mouth of her cuntal channel.

"Please… please, Lee?" she hissed passionately. "Put your prick in my pussy while I watch! Hurry, Honey… please!"

***

Had Gil Martin been aware of his voyeuristic audience not ten feet away and their carnal indulgence, it probably would've made little or no difference in his performance, except to possibly stimulate it even more so. He was that engrossed and overjoyed at his precious Jan's complete response to him. And she'd agreed to help him with Jenkins. Help him to the point of giving herself bodily to the little perverted bastard just to save him from prison.

God, she did love him. She did, and he was about to prove to her that he was worthy of that love. In all of their sixteen years together he'd never known her to give herself to him so libidinously as she was at that very moment. It was almost as if they had truly discovered each other at last.

God knows, if there was one thing she always did well, it was fucking. She loved it, yet never to this extent. At least not with him.

But it was going to be different from now on. Christ, she was so beautiful, made for the purpose of giving herself fully to a man, her whole heart, soul, and body thrown completely into the act. And he'd been too stupid all of those years to know how to take advantage of his blessing. Damn, he thought, what a magnificent professional whore she'd make!

From the moment he'd gently withdrawn his rigid cock from her soft sucking lips and slipped down between her warm open thighs, she'd begun to moan and murmur incoherently, writhing her hips upward at his throbbing cock, and immediately he'd screwed into her, grinding his teeth in his own mounting desire while she squirmed and jerked in under him in luscious, wild abandon. He hadn't even tried to control his lust, to hold back his thrusts into her as always, in his effort to last as long as he could. He was confident and unafraid now; Randi had taught him that much; he could fuck her again and again. Suddenly his cock ached as if someone had been jabbing it with needles!

"Oh Darling… Gil… Gil, my lover… it's heaven! Heaven!" she whispered hoarsely in obvious rapture.

She kept gouging her long nails into the flesh of his heavy shoulders, rotating her crotch maddeningly around on his prick and flinging her widespread white thighs in a dozen lust-incited positions before wrapping her long shapely legs back up over his waist.

Gil's brain swam heatedly with the sudden fire burning in his loins. As always, his mind was suddenly oblivious to everything else around him. His balls ached with a near spontaneous furor building inside them and he skewered his long prick deeper and deeper into her receptive hole, feeling the spasmodic squeezing of a wanting, educated cunt. The sucking grip of her moist, velvety vaginal walls drawing at his very entrails.

Her entire delicious body jerked and squirmed while she moaned incessantly, her beautiful warm face twisted in ecstasy. Her mouth gaping, neck tensing, nostrils flared, a thin film of perspiration already glistening on her forehead beneath her disheveled dark hair. He felt the lubricious raw flesh of her hot cuntal channel clinging to his shaft, holding him tightly inside her, pulling and drawing maddeningly at his pulsating, ever-growing cock.

He levered upward on his toes and frantically plunged the last remaining fraction of an inch of his long, husky rod into her up-thrusting crotch, raising a new moan of bliss from her slack mouth, her eyes popping open in an amazed and surprised expression of phallic worship.

"Agghhh! God! Darling… Gil… it's wonderful, wonderful! Oohh! The best ever! G… Give it to me, Lover… all of it!" she gasped in open admiration.

All the while, he clutched the smooth round moons of her luscious asscheeks, raising them off the mattress to him while he lifted himself to a better advantage, thrusting and grinding into her with all the strength of his hips and thighs.

The soft quivering of her buttocks flexing and unflexing caused the warm, satiny flesh to ridge between his strong fingers as he squeezed his hands tightly into them. He drew her savagely onto his cock and felt her thighs open even further to him, flowering the damp, pink hole of her cunt wider in acceptance to his needing rod fucking deeper and deeper up into her wildly grasping vaginal passage.

Furiously, he thundered into her crotch… her delicious, black hair-sprinkled crotch with the receptive, salacious fissure splitting it… pummeling into its warm liquid depths with powerful, intensifying strokes. His brain still reeled, entirely caught up in a whirlpool of erotic accomplishment… sensing the anticipated elation that has inflated the male conqueror since time immemorial.

At last! At last, she was truly his woman! He stared down at the lust-provoking dream of her firm, rotund breasts beneath him, letting his brain saturate itself with their lush splendor, watching them quiver and sway sideways toward the mattress, their ripe cherry nipples severely distended… and suddenly he rammed into her brutally, causing her to grunt out a guttural cry as she arched her neck with the pain-pleasure of the thrust.

Again and again, he battered her loins, his rut-aroused brain taking complete control of him, the sadistic instincts of the male animal gradually assuming command over his reason. Suddenly, he was shifting his hips and weight every way imaginable, plundering and ravaging the sensitive raw flesh of her unwavering cunt, as if his long thick cock were a wrecking bar he was slamming into her. Mercilessly, the smooth, rubbery head battered her cervix while his loaded, sperm-filled balls crashed loudly into the viscid coated crevice of her widely spread asscheeks.

Yes, yes, yes! At last, she was his own subservient woman!

CHAPTER EIGHT

Katie had turned from the peek-hole to face her brother, her lovely young face flushed with the lewd excitement the watching of her parents' wild fucking had incited in her trembling belly and wanting loins. She reached down, taking his arms to draw him to his feet, her eyes fastening hungrily on his young, stone-hard prick.

God, it was so beautiful. She'd never dreamed it had grown into such a magnificent specimen. It stood out long and thick almost too heavy for his body, it seemed, reaching out toward her menacingly, promisingly. And beneath, she saw his strong, virile balls swing against his thighs as he came erect, the muscles rippling and balancing beautifully all over his handsome body, his small buttocks hollowing and tensing. And then, she realized that his cock had a flat bludgeon shaped head… almost like her Gallant Red's.

"Please… do it now, Lee," she begged. "Put it in me."

"We… can't watch if we do!"

"Yes… you can watch! I… I'll turn around and bend over," she hissed eagerly, her eyes alive with lewd excitement.

"I… I… Christ, I don't want to hurt you, Sis."

"You won't… not if you do it easy at first," she assured him, reaching down to caress his prick with her small warm hand again. "Please, Lee… I want you to."

He couldn't hold back the groan from the shock of her little hand, once more holding possessively onto his cock. Shit, she was so lovely. So fucking lovely and exciting. What a gorgeous body she had, and she was all his now. He knew that for sure now. Christ, what times they were going to have. He couldn't speak, he just nodded his head in agreement.

Quickly, Katie kissed him on the lips, then swiveled around and bent over until her exposed ass was perfectly positioned and Lee gaped down at her sensually inviting buttocks. He eased in closer to her while she spread the shapely white columns of her legs wide apart, bending until her fingers grasped her ankles tightly to support her licentious stance, her voluptuous breasts hanging lewdly toward her face, her long tresses brushing the floor.

Lee could see the moisture at the top of her smooth inner-thighs, and her delectable little coral-hued vagina moist and waiting in hesitant expectation for his solid, throbbing cock. Her enchanting, tiny and puckered pink asshole seemed to be winking at him, and her virginal buttocks were taut and roundly stretched.

"Christ!" he hissed, half under his breath.

He grasped his long rod in his hand and moved in close to her, unable to resist the egotistical desire to taunt her partially opened cuntal flesh with the violent purple knob of his peeled fore skinned prick. Her whimpers then came up to him and he finally introduced the heavy tip into her viscidly coated channel mouth feeling it expand before the bulbous head that never stopped from that point.

But he continued a constant slow penetration almost sadistically, until it was nearly submerged in gradual, tormenting inches and fractions thereof into the very depths of her cringing, yet, receptive cant. And then Katie finally emitted a long, choking groan.

"Are… are you all right?" he heard himself rasp, holding motionless now as he realized that he hadn't even given her a Goddamned second to get used to it. "Does it hurt?"

"Yes… I'm all right… and it hurts… but don't stop, Darling! Go… go ahead! Fuck me, Lee Honey! Move it in and out! Hurry!"

Wild sensations rippled through him at her response. Fuck! She was too much! Too much!

Her delicious cunt was like two hands clutching at his prick! He leaned back to better view his entry and slowly eased his rod back out of her vagina, then into her again, his body inclined back from her at both ends, reaching toward her only at his loins, feeling his buttocks hollowing as he pushed in until his cock was completely out of sight, buried deep in her tight vagina so that there was simply his pelvis flushed against her lovely asscheeks.

Lee leaned to the left then to see her face; she seemed enraptured in her lewdly bent over position; her mouth opened and he could hear her low continuous murmuring. Abruptly, she began to rotate her hips, pushing back at him so that she was nearly lifted from her feet and left dangling in the air on the length of his rock-hard, jerking shaft, her tits swaying and dancing licentiously to her obscene movements.

Lee's fingers clutched with unconscious fury at the soft, smooth flesh of her hips, feeling it cringe beneath his pressure that left red marks on her skin whenever he moved his hands. He shuffled in toward her so that his legs where in the arch made by her widespread thighs and all the weight of his body that focused on his loins was forced against the enchanting and yielding roundness of her buttocks as he drove his thick cock deep… deep into her moist, contracting cuntal-channel.

He couldn't believe it! A virgin? Christ! Maybe she was, but that fucking Wolf had sure opened her up! And maybe he was thankful for that, too! Because if it hadn't been for Genghis, he might never have gotten into her, and Goddamn, he wanted to fuck her every day for the rest of their lives!

At first Katie wasn't sure but what she'd let both her desire and love for her brother twist her rational thinking capacities. She'd overestimated her capabilities! Dear God! His thick cock was the size of Gallant Red's. Only, he had wormed it right inside her passage and was pressing it relentlessly into her.

She gritted her teeth and dug her nails into the thin flesh of her ankles while the pain of his entry fought a losing battle against the lascivious thoughts racing through her brain. Thoughts of her absolutely passive position, and the mental picture of her Darling brother's strong and handsome cock squeezing into her. This interspersed with mental visions of her Mom and Dad beyond the wall not ten feet away from them completely lost in their own carnal love making!

Oh God, if she could only stand it a little longer. It was all going to be so unbelievable for her and Lee, at last. She started to chew at her lower lip and continued while he moved incessantly in and out of her lewdly presented ass and cunt, until gradually the pain lessened as her pussy walls expanded, and she began to sense a masochistic sensation of pleasure.

Being fucked the way she was, helplessly impaled on his long, thick cock while she thought of her Mom taking her Dad's huge rod so beautifully, both of them like two slave-girls in a harem, initiated exciting new sensations of forbidden pleasure to ripple through her young, eager body. Suddenly, the mere thought of Lee ravishing her cunt from behind the way he was, caused her to undulate her buttocks salaciously in rhythmic circles back at his heavy young shaft fucking into her.

"Oh, Lee… Lee Honey… it's good?" she heard herself gasp. "So groovy! Give it to me, brother… like Daddy's ramming it to Mommy! Look at what they're doing and do it to me! Every night, Lover! Every night we'll fuck and suck! Oh God… don't stop! Harder! What're they doing? Do it to me, Honey! Do it to me!"

***

Jan whimpered beneath Gil's furiously thrusting cock with low and animalish moans of writhing salacity in her attempt to bear the never-before and unanticipated shock of his fucking. Even as he plunged harder, driving his rod more forcibly into her open, willing cunt. He gaped down into her lovely face, watching the changing expressions contorting it. His brain spun.

Fuck! He'd lost all sense of mercy. If only he could blow his wad. His mind screamed for release. He reached in under her, his nailed finger scraping at her soft, tender flesh as he sought her anus. He fumbled between her warm vibrant buttocks while he pounded his rampaging cock in tempo, deep into the lubriciousness of her unequaled pussy. He clutched at the quivering hillocks of flesh, pulling them wide apart, searching for the small puckered ring of elastic tissue. Her tiny, defenseless asshole.

He felt her tremble when he found it and touched it, feeling the crinkly snug ring working with the writhing and twisting of her ass. A rivulet of viscous moisture dribbling down the exposed crevice from where his pulsating, thick cock was sawing into her, dampened the tiny opening. He tentatively pressed against it, feeling it give slightly. He then pressed in harder, until suddenly the tight, clasping sphincter muscle gave and popped open, slipping over his finger to actually draw it inside the warm, spongy channel.

She whimpered before the unnatural intrusion. He'd never done this before. Yet, persistently he sunk his thick invading finger into the soft rubbery depths, never stopping, until the palm of his hand lay flat against the moist intoxicating crevice of her beautiful ass.

"OOOooohh! Darling! Darling! Where've you been all these years?" Jan moaned passionately. "Dear God… yes… yesssss! Love me! Use me! All the way, my Darling! I'm yours… yours!"

If he hadn't been so filled with lust, Gil realized he probably would have cried. Not lust in itself alone, but accepted, marital passion aroused by the words he'd never before heard from the lips of this girl he loved so much, and instead, his inner joy was nearly overwhelming him, until he was practically grinning stupidly down into her glazed eyes.

At first, she'd lurched understandably in her effort to accept his rectal impalement, but he'd waited and with passing seconds she began screwing her magnificent, rounded buttocks down onto it. He worked his finger around and around inside her, feeling through the velvety partition of thin tissue the ridges of his own heavy sliding cock fucking in and out of her, until he'd begun a dual rhythm of finger and prick as she moaned wildly beneath him.

His loins were a raging inferno now, his rod growing and expanding inside her as he grunted and quivered, reveling in her hot flesh, increasing the speed and measure of his stroke, tunneling into her savagely while his merciless finger drubbed the depths of her delightful, clenching asshole.

She held him tightly with her strong white thighs, clamping them high around his waist, slackening them and clamping them again. Her soft body was deliciously hot and her head moved in wild, feverish, side-to-side motions as she chewed at her full lips passionately. He saw her dark eyes rolling crazily in their sockets as she tightened and loosened her scissors-grip, winding her lovely legs completely around him while she waved her buttocks lasciviously, then screwed her cunt furiously up his raging prick and her asshole onto his buried finger.

***

Lee gaped through the tiny peek-hole, his vision half-blurred by his own thrusting stabs into the voraciously grasping cunt of his obscenely bent-over twin, but he saw enough of his parents' wild salacious coupling to increase the churning in his tingling balls by ten-fold.

"What're they doing, Honey?" Katie hissed up and back at him. "Tell me!"

"Oh Christ!" Lee gasped. "They're going out of their gourds! Dad's ramming it to her like a pile driver… and… and now he's finger-fucking her asshole at the same time!"

"Oh God!" Katie moaned, the mere thought multiplying her own galvanic fermentations maddeningly. "Do… do it to me, Honey! Now! Please… do it to me!"

In, out, in, Lee thrust, his brain reeling with the carnal lust of her plea. His prick bursting into her as if she were some ripe fruit, and her tender young cunt wildly relaxing before his plunge, then swallowing his shaft and holding it fast in a hot, hungry clutch of excited muscles. He saw her slender arms tense as she supported her weight on her hands still clutching at her ankles. She'd begun to groan incessantly and he was gritting his own teeth. His cock seemed swollen and white and he could feel the soft fleshy ridges inside her giving way before his pistoning onslaught.

In near-overwhelming lust, he stretched the trembling orbs of her enchanting ass wider apart with his fingers, watching the pink folds of her moist, glistening raw flesh clinging tightly around his now thundering prick racing into her; then he slid one finger down to dampen it there before easing it up to probe gently at the stretched raised circle of her pink asshole. He felt it automatically resist the invasion, then watched it lewdly pop open as he pressed persistently, his finger slipping slowly into the cringing rubbery depths while she gasped beneath him in a wanton stream of agonized delight. Christ, he thought, one of these days or nights he'd fuck her there with his prick!

"Oooohhhh! Lee, Honey, Honey! Agghhhh! Yes! Yes! Do it! Don't stop! Finger-fuck my ass!" Katie gurgled licentiously.

She could feel electric-like sensations rippling through her voluptuous body at the slow and unnatural penetration into her little nether-hole. Dear God, it felt like a small, second prick sliding into her… and then he was moving it around, routing the gripping, rubbery flesh of her passage, causing wilder fermentations to charge over her quivering hot flesh!

Lee was beside himself in his ruttish excitement. He watched his middle finger in lewd fascination as it disappeared into the depths of his sister's obscenely presented asshole, the snug sphincter clinging tightly to it, and as he began to move it around inside the hot, spongy channel, he could feel his own thick cock through the thin separating partition of flesh… feel it ramming into her vagina… and she had begun to move her buttocks back rhythmically toward the impaling shafts, undulating her hips in lurid, voluntary circles, abandoning herself completely to the insane fucking he was giving her.

Katie had fallen into a spell of sheer carnal entrancement. The delicious pressure building rapidly now inside her loins and belly was erotic bliss! She was going to cum! Her beautiful Lee's long thick cock and plunging finger were going to cause her to explode within at any second!

"Oh! Ooohhh! Harder, Honey! Harder! Please… fuck hard!" she pleaded. "I… I'm going to cum, Darling! Yes! Yessss! I'm going to cuummmm!"

Katie's words alone were enough to trip his own climax. He pulled his probing finger from her asshole, the abrupt extraction causing a lewd hissing sound, and clutching at her taught, smooth hips he jerked her back onto his now smashing rod, feeling her thighs and buttocks sweeping wider apart before his wild, ass-flattening attack as he felt his own seething sperm pumping up from his balls and raging along the tiny channel toward the knob of his prick in brain-shattering ecstasy!

For Katie, it had already begun, the great bursting bubble inside her, just as her brother's magnificent cock fucking into her from behind began shooting its white, hot load deep into her clasping cunt. It splashed maddeningly around inside her and she could feel it foaming back out her cuntal lips to drench the pubic hair of his pelvis and dribble down to cover his balls.

She heard him groan and whimper as she screwed her buttocks back onto his still-spewing shaft, biting at her own lips to contain the cry of utter enchantment rising in her throat. Again, she felt her body explode into what seemed to be an inexhaustible array of colorful, bursting stars and she couldn't hold back the whimper as the very life seemed to drain from her… until she thought she was going to tumble forward onto her face!

***

Gil realized proudly that his beautiful wife beneath him was moving rapidly toward orgasm; then, for one brief, unsure moment, he thought he heard a groaning sigh from somewhere behind him, but as Jan began to whimper and strain, he quickly forgot all else to listen to the ecstatic music of the erotic sounds coming from deep in her chest… incessant gurglings that drove him to even more violent, vicious strokes.

"Oooohhhh… Gil, my Darling… fuck me to death! Hard! Hard! Screw me hard, my lover… harddd!" she cried up at him, foul obscenities beginning to gush from her lips in her desire to reach the pinnacle and take him with her, her moist, writhing crotch bucking furiously up against his loins and buried finger, her legs suddenly drawn back until her knees crushed her heaving breasts, then she locked her ankles over his shoulders and rode her cunt wantonly up his cock to cling there for a moment in completely enslaved rapture.

"Now, Darling! Now! God… oh God, yes!" Jan began to wail. "I-I am Darling! I'm cumminggg… cuuummmmmiiinnnngggg… aaahhhhhhhhghhh!"

Her beautiful body began vibrating uncontrollably beneath him. She grabbed at his face as the spasms seized her, biting at his mouth with animal-like ferocity, her body arching convulsively against his to remain there shuddering and quivering, her orgiastic fluids bathing his rigidly pummeling cock, running down her soft, smooth asscheeks to flood his balls as they slapped tightly into the moistened crevice.

The sensation of her climax was all that Gil needed. He burrowed into the depths of her hot, spewing cunt, pressing her knees back to her shoulders and hammering brutally, battering her cervix with his expanding shaft. She continued to whimper and gasp ecstatically, her belly and thighs caught up in spasmodic contractions, her excitement still obvious as with wild and eager passion, she said: "Darling… oh Lover… it's tremendous… so beautiful! Fill me, my sweet… fill me with your hot, sweet cum! Fuck me hard, Darling! Give me everything you've got!"

Gil felt like screaming! His agonized bliss was that intense. The pleasure-pain in his balls seemed unbearable. He thrust and withdrew to the very tip of his prick, then plunged again and again, feeling the wild sucking of her cuntal muscles as she tried to extract the life-giving fluid from his seething loins. He was almost there… he knew it! Almost… but not quite! Seconds more! He'd go out of his Goddamned mind! He rammed and rammed and rammed again… then! He gasped, swore loudly, and felt the apex of his climb as suddenly he began to topple down the crazy fucking mountain of his orgasm!

Jan moaned with him as she clutched at his shoulders and thrust her cunt up high onto his enrapturous cock. He quaked from head to toe, grunting and blurting unintelligible sounds while he shot into her, spouting with jerking, violent force the convulsive streams of his thick, white hot sperm, squirting it far up into the hidden recesses of her open and wanting womb.

Fuck! Oh fuck! He wished it would never end… but it did, eventually, and when it was over he could do nothing but collapse on top of her, into her receptive arms… He was damned near exhausted!

In a while, Jan rolled him gently off of her onto his back, then leaned over him, planting a kiss warmly on his mouth. She rested on her elbow above his face, smiling down at him, her expression a vision of contented loveliness.

"Gil Martin," she said softly, teasingly, "you've been taking lessons from someone… and believe me, Darling, I-I'm not complaining."

Gil felt his face flushing; she'd actually hit the nail right on the head, hadn't she? But he didn't intend to admit to it… not yet anyway. "Not exactly," he replied, a spasmodic shudder, then a heavy sigh rippling over and from him. "It's simply that I finally woke up to what a lucky man I am to have you… and that nothing else really counts… just you and the twins, Jan."

"Oh Darling," she whispered, putting her arm over his broad chest and kissing him once more. "I… I only hope it isn't too late for us…"

He took her beautiful face between his hands, raising it so that he could better see her. He said: "You mean Jenkins?"

She swallowed tightly, dropping her eyes. "Just the sight of him makes my flesh crawl, Gil… and to think the little monster wants to get at our Katie!"

"No! No!" Gil snapped, rolling suddenly away from her to sit up on his side of the bed. "I'll kill him first! I swear it… I will!"

"You'll do no such thing, Darling," Jan replied immediately. "Remember what I said… we can overcome anything together… and that's including Darrel Jenkins… Only, you'll have to leave him to me, Darling… let me handle him my way…"

Gil twisted around to stare back at her. Christ, she was beautiful, and he could read the revised love for him in her eyes… "Oh God, Jan… I don't know… I just can't let you…"

She crawled closer to him on the bed and drew him down to her; they kissed passionately.

"I love you, Gil Darling," she whispered in a soft, sincere tone. "I can't let anyone or anything ever take you away from me again." He started to speak and she pressed her finger to his lips in a gesture of silence. "Not another word… I'll handle Darrel Jenkins… but my way…"

***

Katie had slipped into her peignoir and Lee had thrown a robe around himself. They sat on the edge of his bed side by side, both elated in their new-found closeness, their most intimate secrets and worries confided in the other, truly happy, perhaps, for the first time in years. Lee held her small white hand in his own and looked into her wide blue eyes.

He said: "Y-You don't know the load you've lifted from my head, Sis… I mean, giving me the whole scene on Millie. I don't know why, but it just never hit me that she was playing the school pump. I guess she never meant enough to me was all…"

"You're too good for her, Lee," Katie said, then a little smile crossed her lips. "Besides, I want to keep you for myself…"

"That's fine, but I suppose I'll have to go on sharing you with that Goddamned Wolf and Roan," he needled in fun. She laughed teasingly. "Anyway, don't worry about Juan, I'll fix his ass. He won't bother you anymore…"

"I'm more worried about what Mom and Dad said… I mean… Darrel Jenkins wanting me," she said, and he squeezed her hand reassuringly as he felt a little tremor ripple over her. "I wonder what it's all about, Lee? They both seemed so upset… as if Darrel Jenkins had Daddy in some sort of a spot that could mean bad trouble for him."

"Yeah…" Lee replied, getting to his feet to pace aimlessly. "I never did like that sonofabitch. Man, if he tries to bring any harm to Dad, I swear, I'll cut his lousy nuts off!"

"No, Lee… you won't do anything of the sort," Katie said, getting to her own feet. "If it's me he wants, then I'll handle him… my way…"

Lee swung around to face her. "Your way? Now just what in hell do you mean by that, little sister?"

"I'm not certain yet… but I will be before this day is over with," she replied evenly, "once I get my female brain working diligently on it…"

"Listen, I don't want you to have anything to do with that warped bastard!" Lee snapped. "And I mean it, Katie! You keep to hell out of his reach! You dig me, girl?"

Katie smiled and nodded, her whole body filling with the elation of his concern for her. Dear God, she loved him so much… just as she loved Daddy and her Mom; Lord, she would willingly die for any or all of them… and whatever Darrel Jenkins wanted of her, it couldn't be that much of a sacrifice… not if it would save her wonderful father from some horrible fate that was bound to disrupt… maybe even destroy all of their newly discovered happiness.

"All right, brother Darling," she said, moving in close to give him a peck on the cheek, then walking toward the door.

"Remember what I said, damnit," he reminded her.

She blew him a kiss; her mind was already made up.

PART FOUR – JAN

CHAPTER NINE

Jan Martin couldn't remember when she had seen her Gil looking so proud and happy, even with the horrifying shadow of a prison sentence hanging over him, nor could she recall when she, herself, had known such joyous sexual fulfillment. In all truth, it had never been like that for her with any man, and there had been a few since leaving Tucson, but all brief affairs and with what she liked to think of as proper decorum, if propriety could be considered under such circumstances.

She smiled to herself now as she stepped from the shower, her lovely body still tingling delightfully from the physical pleasures her husband had brought her. God, how she loved him… and had always loved him; she refused to think how close their marriage had been to disaster up until a mere hour before when he'd brought her enchantment that she'd never imagined possible! But that was all behind her now, as were her drinking escapades; there'd be no more frustrations to drown… no trips into Phoenix where with discretion a girl could meet a salesman or young executive passing through… a gentleman who invariably was more than willing to relieve the tensions of a hyper-aesthesiac… a tryst that more often than not left her in a state of complete physical and mental chaos.

God, she was so happy! Not even the task of facing Darrel Jenkins could shake her… that is, as long as she didn't think of him from a carnal standpoint… yet, there was small doubt in her mind of what she'd have to do to appease him… But in God's name, it was the least she could do for her Darling Gil, now… and if she did it well, Katie, too, would be saved from the lecherous little monster's filthy clutches.

Of course, Jan had said nothing to Gil of her plans! Otherwise, he would've absolutely refused to leave her. She thought of this as she toweled herself dry before the full-length bathroom mirror, admiring her voluptuous body narcissistically, and reveling in the wake of the sensations her lover-husband had revitalized inside her. She felt as she had some sixteen years before as a new bride, yet much more fulfilled, contented and determined now at thirty-four than she'd ever dreamed of at 18.

She walked naked from the bath into the bedroom and began to dress slowly, her mind a maze of pleasure-filled thoughts, occasionally interrupted by the awesome vision of Darrel Jenkins, a shudder-provoking engrossment that she tried not to dwell on. She sensed a cold little chill ripple up the smooth flesh of her back, but refused to give in to it. There was no other way… and she intended to protect her darlings at any cost!

She forced his evil countenance from her mind with the mental picture of Gil and Lee leaving together for the golf course only a half-hour before. She'd watched them from her window walking toward the car, a little choking ache of joy in her throat at the sight of Gil with his arm around their son. God knows, she'd come to the conclusion only days before that the love and closeness they had all known once as a family unit was completely gone… and then, to witness that beautiful scene… It made it all worthwhile… whatever she had to do!

Yes, it was a Saturday to remember all right… perhaps, the most important one in all of their lives… and it wasn't over yet… Jan hardly knew how she was going to approach Darrel Jenkins, outside of the rough plan she'd discussed with Gil of inviting him to dinner that evening and trying to make him listen to reason. Perhaps, in the presence of their whole little family he might soften and find some mercy in his heart. Lord, how simple it would be for him financially to cover Gil's non-secured loan… which, of course, he'd already agreed to do… providing both she and Katie gave in to him sexually… Dear God, just the mere thought of him violating her lovely little girl was enough to nauseate her!

No… no, it would be more feasible to meet with him alone… to keep him away from Katie entirely, she'd decided, which was exactly what she was dressing to do at that very moment. She would call him first, make an appointment to see him that afternoon in his Phoenix apartment… and pray that God would go with her.

It wasn't as if he were some brutalizing figure of a man; it was simply his grotesqueness, plus the fact, Jan supposed, that he would be coercing her… but then, she'd always had too much pride for her own good. Perhaps the humiliation of having to bow to his demands might teach her a measure of humbleness… and serve as penance for her unfaithfulness to Gil as well, she told herself almost masochistically. God knows, she would do anything for her Darling husband, or sweet Baby, Katie… say nothing of her precious Lee.

In panties, bra and hose, she sat before her vanity-mirror brushing the long black tresses that her handsome son loved to run his hands through. Lately, she'd tried with difficulty to restrain her thoughts of this boy who had only to lay his hand upon hers to set the wildest sensations racing through her. Even at that moment, she felt a tingling in her belly at the mere thought of him touching her hair, her face flushing with the shame of her unnatural desire. But now that she and Gil had found each other at last, maybe it would gradually subside and stop tormenting her.

To herself, at least, Jan couldn't deny the growing incestuous hunger for him she had nourished over the past year… yes, nourished… for hadn't she been well aware of the craving in his own eyes when he looked at her, as well as his secret little peek-hole that she knowingly paraded before in near-salacity while he played the voyeur?

Suddenly, she shook her head as if to rid herself of all the venereally transgressive thoughts that had filed through her brain in the last hour. She was guilty and she knew it… but it wasn't too late! Thank God, she was going to have the chance to redeem herself, at least, in her own eyes, and save all of her darlings in the bargain. She wouldn't fail; she felt confident of that, and quite penitent as she slowly arose and walked toward the telephone.

CHAPTER TEN

Katie Martin sat in the plush chair of Darrel Jenkins' luxurious apartment living room, some half-dozen feet across from the deformed little man whose lecherous eyes were bugging from his bald head licentiously. Surprisingly enough, she was not afraid, as she'd felt certain she would be after she'd called and made the appointment, but she realized that was only because en route there she had spotted Ronnie Carter in his Caddy with an older blonde girl beside him! Beside him? God, she'd been practically on his lap with her arm around his neck! It was no damned wonder to her now why he hadn't shown up at their party the night before… and she couldn't shake her anger… damn him!

"So, Katie," the little chicken-breasted man began, lighting a cigarette and letting out smoke as he sat back in the big chair, almost as a child might, his small feet not touching the floor. "May I call you Katie?" he questioned, leaning forward, his horrid round face wearing a nauseating smile.

Katie nodded, feeling his eyes performing the usual male function of mentally undressing her, yet making no motion to adjust her mini skirt that rested high across her legs, exposing a peeking glimpse of her soft white inner thigh above the nylons and garter strap she had purposely worn instead of pantyhose. She had made up her mind the moment Daddy and Lee had left for the golf course, not knowing exactly what would be expected of her, but dressing for the occasion anyway, before going down to the stables and asking Juan to take her into town.

"All right then, Katie," she heard him say. "You spoke of something over the telephone that you wanted to discuss with me? What is it, Dear? How can I help you?"

Katie had never realized what a syrupy, almost chilling voice he had, though she had seen and talked with him at the ranch a number of times. But she had always been aware of his eyes raking over her body and the meaning behind the lascivious gleam they wore… and they were filled with that same lusty hunger right at that moment… She swallowed tightly, feeling a light ripple of fear clutch at her belly, wondering for the first time if maybe she hadn't bit off more than she could handle. She said: "It's… it's about Daddy, Mr. Jenkins… He's in some sort of trouble… I don't know what, but I think you do… and you can help him… can't you?"

Darrel Jenkins studied her warily with his small, beady eyes. He dragged subconsciously at his cigarette while simultaneously he drank of her young voluptuous beauty. Christ, she was an enticing little bitch, with those tits and legs, and an ass so round, firm and tight looking… just built for fucking… like her mother.

"How did you come to imagine all of this?" he questioned, wondering momentarily if Martin had sent her… was actually willing to sacrifice her in an effort to save his own ass?

"I'm not imagining anything, Mr. Jenkins," Katie replied evenly. "We both know that. It's true, Daddy's in trouble and you can help him. I overheard him and Mom talking…"

"But you don't know what the trouble is?"

"No, I don't," Katie replied.

The deformed little man sighed heavily. "Ah yes, my Dear, and I doubt if you'd understand even if I told you in detail… but to make it simple… your father has used two hundred thousand dollars of bank money on an investment of his own… money he has no right to take, and now he wants me to put that money back for him to save him from prison."

"Prison?" Katie exclaimed, bolting forward to the edge of her chair, her tiny skirt slipping up higher to reveal more creamy, satin flesh… and a wisp of white nylon panties causing Jenkins to lick at his thin lips with his little moist tongue. The word had cut into her like a knife! Dear God, it was impossible! Prison? Oh no… no, not her wonderful Daddy! It just couldn't be!

"I… I can't believe it!" Katie said defensively. "Daddy wouldn't do anything like that! He just wouldn't!"

"I'm sorry, Katie… but I'm afraid he has done it!" Darrel Jenkins said, an unbidden harshness to his tone, his heavy rod stretching out in his pants at the sensually provoking sight of her exposed young thighs and the wisp of thin meshed panties snug against the swollen V of her crotch that was almost visible to him. Dawn, he wondered if she was a virgin? "But… there may be some way we can help him," he added, his voice softening, his odious and evil little smile returning. "And… that's why you're here, isn't it, Katie Dear?"

Again, she felt a constriction in her throat, and she had to fight down her immediate reaction toward denial, or pretending ignorance at his meaning. Dear God, if Daddy ever needed her, it was now! This horrid man knew why she was there… the very purpose she'd had in mind when she entered his apartment! Hadn't he already told her father that she was his price for saving him from whatever it was… and now she knew what it was! Prison! Oh, God, this was no time for coy little girlish antics! She steeled herself and answered him in a firm tone.

"Yes, Mr. Jenkins… that's exactly why I'm here!"

Her reply startled the misshapen dwarfed millionaire and he felt his heavy shaft lengthen satyrically. The delicious little bitch! He slipped forward in his chair toward its edge. "Did he send you… your father, I mean?"

Katie stared at him, her smooth brow wrinkling as his words registered. "Send me? My God, no! He'd die if he knew I was here! Nobody knows! I told you… I overheard Mommy and Daddy talking… and I'd do anything to protect either of them! I want you to know that, Mr. Jenkins!"

The ogreish man's evil grin broadened. He felt his small hands begin to perspire at their palms as his cock commenced to throb and jerk noticeably in his tailored pantleg. Christ, it was going to be more delightful than he'd even anticipated. She'd come of her own volition, fully conscious of what was expected of her! And no one knew! That was the nippy point of the whole thing, because not twenty minutes after she'd called, her mother had done the same thing, making an appointment to "discuss some matters" with him, and he'd suspected some sort of trap. But it was obvious to him now that neither was aware of the other's plans… and that should prove Goddamned interesting before the afternoon was over.

He held his grin, pleased now that he'd let the housekeeper off for the rest of the day, and said: "You a virgin, my Dear?"

The question startled Katie; she hadn't been prepared for it. "I… I don't see what difference that makes!"

Jenkins sniggered. "Which means that you're not," he said, while Katie watched his evil little tongue licking at his lips sensually. "They seem to be a rare species these days, and especially among you young people… which is fine with me. I never did like to break in a new cunt, Pet."

As many times as Katie had heard, even used the four-letter word herself, she'd never known it to sound so gross, so obscene as it did spewing from his vile little mouth. Yet, at the same time, she couldn't deny the galvanic sensation his foul use of the lewd word set off in her young loins and belly. God, she thought fleetingly, was it possible that already that day she had been through two wild sexual experiences, and still her senses could be aroused pruriently… even by the likes of this ugly man? She must be cursed… had to be!

Darrel Jenkins had devoted too much of his life to licentious debauchery not to detect the slightest symptom of stimulated female libido, and he recognized it immediately in the enticing young blonde's expression. Again, his prick gave a lustful jerk inside his pants and he saw her enchanting blue eyes focus there and widen emotionally.

He chuckled foully. "It fascinates you doesn't it, Katie… my cock, I mean… that is what you're looking at, isn't it?" Once more, he made his lewd little sniggering sound as he watched her cheeks redden. "You're wondering just what the prick of a deformed man might look like… if it's misshapen too… right, my Dear?"

Katie couldn't speak. He had read her mind, as if he were looking right through her eyeballs into her brain; but it was his continuous mouthing of the four-letter words that was whetting her excitement and she couldn't seem to help herself.

"Well," he added, "… let's find out, shall we? Come here!"

Katie could only stare at him; she felt her soft young body stiffen, doubting that her legs would support her if she arose from the chair. She swallowed tightly, then managed: "I… please… I-I can't…"

"You can't?" he repeated, his small eyes narrowing. "I see… well, in that case, I guess there's nothing I can do for your dear Daddy, Katie." He got to his feet abruptly, his reckless, chicken-breasted torso assuming a more grotesque appearance from a standing position. "You might just as well leave. I'm a busy man, girl… too busy to waste time with you…"

"Wait! Please wait?" Katie pleaded, struggling to her own feet unsteadily. "I… I'll do whatever you say… only… you've got to help Daddy!"

Jenkins stared at her for a long moment, pretending at formulating a decision. Actually, he knew he'd won; she was his now to play with. The bitch! The little luscious fucking bitch! What a sweet toy she was going to make him… she and her voluptuous mother, too! He dropped back onto the edge of his chair, hungrily gaping at her standing there.

"All right," he half-hissed, wetting his lips habitually. "Take off your clothes… while I watch!"

Katie could scarcely breathe! She tried not to think of the horrible man before her, only of her beloved Daddy and Lee… yes, of Lee, her Darling Lee! What she was doing would be for all of them… to hold their beautiful family together! She had to… had to!

"Well?" Jenkins prodded. "Are you or aren't you?"

Slowly, automatically, Katie reached up behind her to unfasten the zipper of her dress. There was really no choice, was there? She'd brought herself into the picture… now she could either submit to whatever obscene act pleased him, or destroy her father for certain… Oh, God, help me! Give me the courage!

Her fingers moved numbly as she slipped her dress down over her shoulders and stepped out of it, tossing it onto the chair she had occupied; then, as she realized fully what she was doing, she sensed the uncontrollable tingling sensations flitting over her again, the same wild fermentations that seemed to be almost constantly with her anymore, spurring her into beastial acts as well as forbidden incestuous ones with her Lee… and now, this! God almighty! What was going to become of her?

Darrel Jenkins watched in lust-filled fascination as she removed her dress and tiny slip, until she stood before him clad only in white bra, panties, garter belt and hose. His breathing began to rasp hotly from his throat as he started to conceive of what he would do to, and with her, while his heavy shaft jerked with lascivious throbs inside his shorts, and then he noticed the tiny, almost masochistic gleam of excitement sparkling in her lovely blue eyes, and a wild charge of salacious desire raced through him.

The whorish little cunt! She wants it all right! Hell, she looks as if she can't help herself! Damn, a nympho in the making… cock struck… a rare little mother-lode of ass! Jesus Christ!

"Come on, Pet, don't stop now," he encouraged. "I want to see your sweet little cunt… those firm tits and tight round ass! Hurry!"

The lascivious sight of his obscene small mouth spewing the filthy words at her only served to increase the prurient agitations that had burst ungovernably alive within her belly, and Katie responded instantly to his stimulus until she stood naked before him like a youthful golden Goddess.

Oh God… I can't help myself!

Women, girls, teenagers and younger, Darrel Jenkins in his insatiable lust had never been able to get enough, but both this enticing creature and her mother had peaked his sadistic and lecherous passion too long not to be savored to the fullest. He'd planned their seduction for three years, when this magnificent golden creature before him had been no more than twelve and he'd first laid eyes on both her and her mother at a bank staff family picnic, then carefully cultivated and groomed their avaricious father-husband into his compromised position… until now, the palatable culmination of all his efforts was about to be fruitfully reveled in.

Still, in his most satyrical fantasies, he'd never imagined that the fruit would ripen to this extent! He'd watched her remove her bra through feverish eyes that couldn't believe the voluptuous sight they beheld. Her breasts came unleashed before him in an upthrust magnificence that momentarily left him spellbound… firm, strong, all-encompassing her chest in supple globes of lush satiny flesh, and peaked at their tips with rich, pink-hued taut nipples. Damn her! Damn her! Her beautiful body was perfect! He hated her for that, and the sadistic urge to destroy it, to make it subservient to his own warped and deformed one was overwhelming in his brain.

At last, all wispy garments lay at her feet and she waited, narrow-waisted, wide-hipped, full, delectably tapered thighs, and between them the soft burnished down sparsely covering her young vibrant loins, causing his cock to dance wildly inside the confines of his clothing… while her amazing, near-wanton expression seemed to grow abandon as the seconds passed.

"You're a luscious little slut," he hissed at her in a voice choked with lust. "Fuck and cunt and cock and suck… those words tear you up don't they, Baby? Well… I hadn't expected that… I thought I would have to be so much more gentle with you… break you in tenderly… but you already know the score, don't you? You've been fucked, and that changes the conception I had of things… and I'm glad, really, because now we can slip into stage two with no kindergarten, eh?" He licked at his lips. "Tell me, little cunt, how are you at sucking a cock?"

Katie couldn't believe the foul, yet sensually stimulating words that were tumbling from his obscene mouth. Nor could she help the passion-inciting effect they were having on her, especially now that she stood completely naked before him. The uncontrollable expression on her face had given her away, she knew… and she could see the swollen outline of his prick in the front of his trousers straining to get out… an impossible sized shaft that couldn't be real!

"Answer me!" he barked. "Have you ever sucked a cock?"

"I… I… yes… yes!"

Jenkins sniggered lewdly. "Well…" he said, "That's better. I expect quick and sharp answers from my cunts! Understand?"

"… Are you going to help Daddy?" she dared suddenly, realizing that he still hadn't promised her.

"Not unless you get on the ball, Katie cunt! You hear?" he replied. "Not unless you get on the ball!"

"I… I'll do anything you say," she managed, "… if only you'll help him…"

He grinned. "You like to suck cocks?" he asked.

"Will you help him?"

"Yes, I said! Now, forget that! Answer my question!"

Momentarily, she hesitated, letting his answer seat itself happily in her mind. He was going to help Daddy. Thank God! All right, now she'd give of herself fully! He wouldn't be sorry! "Y-Yes," she answered him. "Yes, I do…"

"Do what?"

"L-Like to suck cocks!"

"And swallow their cum? All of it… right into that beautiful little belly?"

"Y-Yes… I do… I do!" she replied, the sensations sweeping up over and through her from his lewd questioning raising the level of her desire insanely. She'd never experienced anything like this! "Is that what you want me to do?"

"Maybe," Jenkins hissed, sensing his balls beginning to churn from the willing and licentious response of this enticing bitch! "Do you like to have your cunt licked?"

Katie didn't know how to answer him. No one, except Genghis had ever done it to her, even though Lee had come close that very morning… but she didn't intend to lie to this man who was going to help her Daddy… "I… I don't know…"

"You mean, no one has ever licked your pussy?"

"No."

"Have you been fucked in the ass?"

"No."

Darrel Jenkins laughed. "Well," he said, "it seems that there are still a few virginal things about you that've been left to me, doesn't there?"

Katie didn't answer.

"Doesn't there?"

"Yes, yes! I told you! I'll do whatever you say… as long as you're going to help Daddy!"

The depraved little man grinned lewdly at her. "Come here!" he ordered, spreading his short legs for her to move close-in between them. She did, with slow naked steps. "Closer!" he ordered, and she responded. "I want to feel of you standing there like that… then, we'll have a party. Tell me, have you ever undressed a man and licked him all over with that little tongue… his cock and balls, his asshole?"

Katie could hardly believe the maddening sensations his absolutely perverted questions were raising in her… and then, she realized that it wouldn't be a normal body she would be tongue-washing if he made her do it… and wilder masochistic spasms raced through her at the depraved thought.

"Well, have you?" he snapped.

"No."

Again he sniggered. "I'm glad, Baby Cunt… because I want to be your first trip-around-the-world."

He eased himself forward on the chair-edge while Katie stood with half-closed eyes, the muscles of her stomach spasming, and with opened thin lips he sucked a rubbery, hard nipple between them, his mouth spreading to encompass the surrounding white firm flesh, and abruptly, Katie felt his teeth sink into it cruelly. She whimpered aloud from the sharp pain and tried to push his face away, but he held her tight with one little hand taunting the softness of her thighs, hips and lush buttocks, causing a blend of sensations to soar through her, until at last, she relaxed before him in complete and helpless subservience.

She felt his other soft little hand smoothing up her inner thigh and brushing teasingly against her silken pubic hair; then, his middle finger was tracing the thin line of her snug pink vaginal slit provocatively, easing between the fleshy, hairfringed lips of her already moist pussy, moving up and down tauntingly through the velvetish coral flesh toward her small vaginal mouth… and finally, worming up into her… upward inside her hot, tight channel!

Abruptly, she thought of Daddy, Lee, and Ronnie Carter… in that order, and the latter vision did nothing but raise her anger! She'd show him what he was missing! Damn him! She gaped down at the little monstrosity during his insertion process, momentarily enraged with wavering pictures of Ronnie Carter that quickly crumbled, her eyes glazing in a blend of erotic emotions, both delight and humiliation sweeping over her as she felt his small finger sliding possessively further up into her while she stood as if enslaved in carnal shame… and then his thumb began to massage the tiny, erect bud of her clitoris maddeningly. She convulsed against him, causing her buttocks to spasm and undulate uncontrollably against the other small hand that caressed them.

"All right, Cunt… pretty cunt! Get down on your knees and take it out!" Jenkins spat viciously. "Lick it! Suck it! Love it! Then, I'll let you undress me, and we'll really start the games! You hear, Cunt? Now!"

"Yes… yes, I hear…" Katie answered, dropping slowly to her knees and feeling his finger slide out of her… while her eyes locked anticipatingly on the tremendous bulge at the front of his pants…

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Before leaving the house for Darrel Jenkins' apartment, fully prepared to do whatever was necessary to save her husband from the horror hanging over him, Jan Martin had gone to Katie's room with a message. She wanted her daughter to tell her Daddy that it had been necessary for her to run into town, but that she'd be home for cocktails and not to worry. However, she'd found the room empty, except for a growling Genghis when she'd knocked, and decided that Katie was probably down at the stables… although she seldom went anywhere around the ranch without the faithful Wolf trailing close behind her… Nevertheless, she'd try the stables.

"No, Ma'am," Juan answered her. "The little Missy's in town… I drove her there over an hour ago… to the building where Mr. Jenkins lives."

Jan stared at the fat Mexican for a long moment while the full impact of his information reached her brain. She felt her knees grow watery and the blood drain from her face as she realized the danger Katie had unconsciously exposed herself to!

"My God!" she gasped, staggering slightly from the shock and feeling Juan's hand suddenly reaching out to steady her.

"You all right, Ma'am?" he questioned, his eyes widening with concern.

"Y-Yes… yes, I'm all right Juan," Jan replied, forcing herself to gain control. "Why? Did she say why she was going there?"

"No, Ma'am," he replied, tilting his head and shrugging heavy shoulders. "She just ordered me to take her to Mr. Jenkins' place in Phoenix… that's all I know…"

Abruptly, Jan swung on her heels, breaking into a little run toward her car. Dear God, there was no time to lose… and as she jumped in behind the wheel starting the engine, it suddenly occurred to her that perhaps their daughter's action was not an unconscious one, but an intentional one! Lord in heaven! Had she somehow overheard Gil and her talking… and knew the trouble her Daddy was in… even worse, that Darrel Jenkins was trying to barter for her… sexually? A sensation of utter mental anguish near-overwhelmed her at the horrifying thought. Why else would she have gone there… except to help her father? She loved him that much, Jan was well aware, swift mental scenes of their beautiful daughter's antics, expressions, and the way she hung to Gil at every opportunity, flashing through her mind… carryings-on that Jan had jealously watched and tolerated only because of her own feelings for Lee.

Oh, God… oh God! If only she wasn't too late!

***

Katie stood in a naked, erotic daze between the now stripped, grotesque little monstrosity's legs, having undressed him at his command, the nauseating sight of his deformed body minimized only by the unbelievable spectacle of his massive swollen cock. She had never even imagined such a shaft on a grown man, let alone this little spindle-legged bizarre creature, and now she stared at it in trembling awe while he returned his small stubby finger between the moist lips of her pussy sliding it once more up into her tight vaginal passage lustfully.

"You love it, don't you, my little bitch?" he whispered hoarsely. "Love to have someone playing with your cunt… something hard like a finger, tongue or prick shoved right up into it… eh? Tell me! Don't you?"

"Uunnhhh… oohhh!" Katie groaned, her lips unable to form words in the throes of the ecstatic sensations he was causing inside her.

He began to thumb diligently at the tiny moist nub of her clitoris again, while his other hand reached behind her to press into her buttocks, all simultaneous with the swirling movements of his stubby finger inserted as far as it would go in the rapidly dilating channel of her cunt.

She heard the choking gasps burst from her own throat and couldn't restrain the need to circulate her hips onto, and down against, his knowing small hand, her excited young loins suddenly bathed in pleasurable rapture she couldn't resist.

Darrel Jenkins laughed outright, his distorted-featured face twisted now into an unbelievable grimace of salacity. "Oh, you luscious bitch!" he hissed. "The fucking long hours of pleasure you're going to bring me!" He laughed again while he sadistically ground his thumb against the delicate, warm and moist flesh of her tender plexus, watching the tremors ripple over her gorgeous satin-skinned young body in ruffles of paralyzing pleasure that had caused her mouth to slacken and her eyes to roll in their sockets in the mesmerizing rapture that had taken complete charge of her.

Jesus Christ! He'd struck the richest ore of all… no question! Damn! What a delicious, warm sweet little cunt she had! Fuck, he had to eat it… to bury his face in that golden hair and raw liquid flesh! "Bitch! Lie down on the floor! Quick! And spread those soft white thighs as far as you can! I'm going to show you what it's like to have your cunt licked! Hurry!"

Katie whimpered aloud in anticipation as she responded with desire-filled obedience, moving quickly down onto her back, bending her shapely legs at the knees and spreading them wide, while she stared up at him with glazed eyes, the unpleasant sight of his ill-formed, pointed breastbone hardly noticeable to her now in her oestriol expectation, and she focused her vision on his magnificent throbbing cock with its bulbous, purple head peeking from its thick foreskinned sheath and the heavy sac hanging at its base beneath!

And then, he was lowering himself between her legs like a little gargoyle, panting licentiously as he moved in close, until his nubbin head was just above her sensitive and completely exposed genitals. She felt him place his hands against the inner sides of her trembling thighs, then he was spreading them apart even more open to his madly excited face. She couldn't resist the desire to raise her head, staring down between her firm breasts to see him sprawled there like some naked and obscene little freak, his face hovering between her widespread legs.

Jenkins grinned sadistically up at her, thinking that at least, she was going to be a cherry-lick, and with little hands still strategically placed against the warm smooth flesh of her thighs, he gazed hungrily down at the thin, pink split fringed so provocatively with its soft blonde hair, several tiny glistening droplets of viscid moisture dampening its dainty pink inner petals that peeked out at him, and as she lay with quivering buttocks against the nap of the carpeting, he placed his thumbs to rest on the soft fleshy lips of her cunt and tormentingly drew them apart, spreading the curls of burnished pubic hair and laying open her moist, coral-tinted, secret flesh to his lust-inflamed eyes.

Katie felt the hot wisps of his breath graze her sensitive, dampened vulva and she moaned sensuously, her head still raised as she heard him grunt then saw his face drop, abruptly feeling the full length of his hot tongue slide moistly up into her quivering vagina.

Her excited body responded automatically, jerking with convulsing lurches, a loud moan of rapture emitting from deep in her chest, while her buttocks again squirmed downward against the hard floor as his tongue slithered in and out of her receptive pussy in wild, lecherous fury. Oh God! Nothing else in the whole world mattered! Insane electriclike jolts were setting her whole supple body aglow with little palpitating sensations of carnal enchantment! Eagerly, she moved her hands down over her firm full breasts, caressing them hedonistically as they began to throb, then smoothing down over the little bowl of her stomach and coming to rest on either side of her feverish cuntlips. She could hear him panting and feel his hot breath against her soft pubic hair. Slowly and deliberately, she spread the puffy, ragged flanges of her tight pink split open for him with delicate fingers, her hands brushing the cheeks of his face as he grunted and drew his hot, moist tongue up through the viscid-coated fissure of her sensitive, flowered-open cunt.

Jenkins wasn't certain but what he might blow his fucking mind… he was that overwrought with satyrical lust! He raised his head and stared down at the hair-lined, pink-edged lips she held open before him, its jeweled, flushed delicacy exposed completely to the ravenous hunger of his beady eyes. Greedily, he absorbed the breathtaking sight, wild spasms of salacious desire racing through him, and he ground his cock feverishly against the hard nap of the carpeting beneath him.

Damn! Why didn't her fucking mother get there? He'd left the door unlocked purposely… wanting her to walk in and be struck with the full brunt of what had to be a wickedly obscene spectacle… and just the thought of her entrance… that voluptuous stuck-up bitch… seeing him, her husband's little deformed business associate, whom, she had always looked down upon with undisguised nausea… seeing him foully deflowering her precious daughter's innocence… yes, just the thought alone was enough to send sadistic spasms of delight charging over him!

"Oh… oh please, Mr. Jenkins… don't stop? It feels so good! Lick it… please lick it?" he heard Katie plead in a trembling whisper.

Bitch! Little slut-bitch! She was gone… gone! He'd already tongued her beyond the state of reason! He gaped down at the spread-open pink crevice glistening moistly with the dew of erotic passion he had already aroused in her. Christ, her tight little hole was actually twitching as she squirmed her lovely crotch and he stared at its exposed, intricate delicacies! Again, he lowered his head and lashed out with his tongue, thrusting it in a spiraling motion up into the velvety warm depths of her clutching cunt.

Katie howled. "Ooooohhhhh… oooohhhhhhhh yes, yes! Myyy Godddd, yes… lick it! Suck it! Ooohhh, it's beautiful… beautiful!"

Jenkins felt her soft hands clutching at his head, her fingers caressing and pulling at his naked pate; she moaned and gasped, hauling his little face forcefully into the now widespread, moist raw flesh of her nectarous cunt. He sensed the movements of her head flailing back and forth as he speared up into the hot smooth depths of her tight hole. She ground her full young hips uncontrollably, writhing and squirming, wild little animal-like mewlings coming from between her clenched white teeth; then she was raising her spread-open crotch up to him, pressing his face into the silken down-enframed split, its sensitive, hot vaginal walls opening and closing in a wild sucking action around his thrusting tongue in a manner that he couldn't believe.

Abruptly, he withdrew his probing lingual member and licked upward through her snug, yet now exposed vulva, flicking its tip as it went, circling her tremoring and distended little clitoris, then, engulfing it with his lips, sucking and drawing the warm and soft surrounding folds deep into the hot moist cavern of his mouth, while his tongue kept up its maddening licking against the straining nerve center of her young body.

"Oh fuck! Cock! Cunt! Piss! Shit!" Katie cried out wildly. "Oh, don't stop! Don't ever stop! Make me cum! Oh God, make me cum like this! Oh please… and I'll suck your cock all night… or anything… anything!"

***

Jan was breathless by the time she reached the door of Darrel Jenkins' apartment on the sixth floor, having run all the way from the elevator but then when her buzzer-ringing and panel-knocking were not answered, she had desperately pushed open the door and entered… only to realize how late her arrival really was!

She saw her beloved Katie on the floor with the vile little monster, both nakedly composing the perverted scene, while simultaneously, the lewd filth spewing from Katie's tender sweet lips was like slashes from a demon's knife stabbing into her mother's flesh!

Momentarily, Jan had all she could do to stay on her feet. Her brain reeled at the salacious and depraved sight of Darrel Jenkins, his ugly naked body wedged between her Katie's legs, his horrible face buried in her sweet, virginal crotch! Dear God, he was licking and sucking her genitals… until Katie was half out of her mind! Yet, even as she gaped at the vile debauchery in utter horror, Jan couldn't hold back the licentious sensation that rippled through her own sensitive loins with the velocity of streaked lightning at the passion-enchanted face of her beautiful daughter… erotic bliss that the little monster was bringing her with his tongue-licking at the tender, moist pink split between her legs.

"Ahhh… so you finally arrived, Mrs. Martin," Darrel Jenkins greeted, looking up from his lascivious position between Katie's writhing and trembling thighs. "Katie and I… we've been waiting for you… whiling away the time, as you can see…"

"You bastard! You goatish little monstrosity!" Jan half-screamed down at him frenziedly. "Gil will kill you for this! And if he doesn't, I will! Get off her! Let her up damn you!"

"Whoa, my Dear!" Jenkins replied with an odious little grin, squirming around to sit back on his haunches and resembling the true gargoyle with his humped back and deformed breast. "Let's backtrack a bit, shall we? Now… I don't think Gil is in much of a position to do anything… do you? As for Katie here… she came of her own accord and offered herself… just as you intended to do, eh? And if I remember right… wasn't that to save your Gil from prison, Mrs. Martin… or may I call you Jan?"

Jan couldn't speak. She could only stare at her beautiful blonde daughter who was squirming and twisting sensually on the floor while her small hand had plunged between the lips of her moist, feverish pussy to caress and massage it furiously, the venereal desire that her tormentor had incited in her young loins obviously driving her near out of her mind… a terribly frustrating agony that Jan could well understand! Dear God, no matter what, she couldn't let her suffer that torture!

Jenkins gazed down at the lewdly voluptuous spectacle of Katie as he continued to kneel obscenely between her writhing legs, watching her plunge her white slender fingers into the raw flesh of her cunt, pulling and twisting at her little clitoris, while her lovely face contorted in the carnal anguish of her need.

"Oh… oh Mommy… please, don't let him stop now?" Katie whimpered, her head rolling back and forth wildly, her eyes half-glazed as if she were in a drugged coma. "Oh… oh Mommy… help me… make him finish! I've got to cum or I'll go mad! Mad! Mad!"

It was more than just sympathetic understanding that caused Jan Martin to react as she did. Since that first licentious sensation had rippled through her, a dozen more had followed, and she knew that the basis of them all lie in the monstrous, rigid shaft of flesh protruding from Darrel Jenkins' scrawny loins. She couldn't believe it! It was actually the longest, thickest prick she had ever seen on a man… if that's what he was… and now he was grinning at her salaciously… knowing exactly what she was thinking!

"It intrigues you, doesn't it, Jan Dear?" he said, taking it in his small hand luridly and beginning to work the heavy foreskin back and forth over the huge, mushroomed head. "It seemed to excite Katie, too… so if you care to watch, I'll finish the job with it, eh? After all, we can't leave her in this condition, now can we?"

"Stop! My God! You can't put that thing in her!" Jan exclaimed. "She's too small! You want to tear her to pieces?"

"Oh Mommy, please… please!" Katie gasped, raising her head to gape down at his tremendous rod. "I want it! I've got to have it… or something! Oh God!"

"Well, Jan Dear?" Darrel Jenkins prodded, enjoying the absolutely impossible situation with lickerish immensity. "Shall I fuck her… or… or would you prefer that I fuck you and suck her to completion?"

It… it just couldn't be happening, Jan reasoned! Not like this! It… it simply couldn't be! This was all some comical farce… a stupid dream!

"Well?" Jenkins threw at her impatiently.

"Oh God, Mommy, please, please? Let him fuck me!" Katie cried, as she massaged and pulled at her sparse, hair-covered cunt with both hands lewdly, her writhing movements never ceasing.

It was then that Jan started to undress, not hesitating once she'd began, convinced that this was the only course she could take… even as her dark eyes continued to dwell on the evil little man's horrendous shaft. She couldn't let Katie endure the torturous frustration of unfulfillment. It could destroy her whole sexual life! Nor could she let this vile creature take her baby's virginity with his inhuman rod!

Jenkins couldn't be more elated at the way it was working out, even if he'd planned every step. He'd anticipated it to be a wild situation once they were together, both of them ready to buy his assistance for the father-husband, but in all truth he hadn't expected to be quite so well-seated in the driver's position. And now, as he watched Jan Martin remove her bra and step out of her panties to stand nude before him, he realized that he had never seen a more beautiful naked woman! It was obvious from whom Katie had inherited all of her curvaceous loveliness; she was the replica of her mother, given another few years, except, of course, for the raven patch of silken curls covering the V of Jan Martin's enticing pelvis. Jenkins felt his cock give a strong lurch as he absorbed her overwhelming beauty… the long black hair, the thrusting berry-nippled breasts, slender waist and full hips… and there was something veiled about her eyes now… glazed, like her daughter's as they stared at his cock! Fuck! He had them both just where he wanted them!

"How will you have it, Jan pet?" he hissed up at her, watching her slowly drop to her knees beside them. "In the ass or cunt… or maybe, you'd like to suck it?"

Jan swallowed tightly; she couldn't help herself. She'd never seen such a magnificent specimen of cock! But she had to think of Katie… and Gil… the very reason that both of them were there in such a situation! She looked quickly at her daughter who was still suffering the torments of her unreleased passion. Lovingly, she reached over and caressed Katie's perspiring face, brushing disheveled hair from her brow.

"It's all right now, Baby," she whispered. "Mommy's going to help. Listen to me, Darling… Can you hear me?"

"Yes… yes, Mommy," Katie gasped.

"I know what you're going through precious… but it'll be all right in a minute. You'll cum beautifully… just do as I say, will you, Baby?"

"Oh yes… yes!"

Jan looked to Darrel Jenkins, trying desperately to maintain an almost clinical attitude. "If… if you'll lie on your back, Mr. Jenkins, I'll get up over you… than Katie can kneel over your face, looking toward me so that I can help her, too… Is… is that agreeable?"

Jenkins broke into a slow, lewd grin. "Let's see if I've got that straight," he said, his warped brain racing licentiously, hardly able to believe her orgiastic suggestion. It was going to be even better than he'd figured! "I lie on my back and you get up over me, sliding my cock right up into your warm cunt, eh? Then, Katie, facing you, squats over my face and, I lick her little cunt until she cums like a volcano… Is that the scene, my sweet Jan?"

She couldn't help the lascivious fermentations his lewd description of her plan set off in her belly… nor could she take her eyes from his massive cock! She felt the shudder ripple over her and knew that he saw it! God! Oh thank God that Katie was there! Otherwise, she'd probably make a wanton whore of herself over such a beautiful weapon! She started to speak, but he'd already climbed from between Katie's legs and laid down on his back, the prodigious shaft towering upright.

"I'm ready, lady," he hissed. "Don't waste time!"

Jan moved toward his grossly positioned, ugly little body, yet at that moment it no longer appeared unsightly to her as furious sensations began to permeate her whole being at what she was about to do… and with her own lovely daughter participating! The latter thought was enough to peak those incestuous desires that had haunted her for months and months. She looked into the little man's eyes and couldn't resist the temptation of gently grasping his great cock in her slender hand… her fingers hardly going around it as she clutched it tenderly and began to work the thick foreskin up and down in phallic fascination.

Darrel Jenkins hadn't been prepared for this… not unsolicited, or unforced affection… and there was affection in her warm hand! He watched her manipulate his prepuce skillfully, the mere touch of her hand telegraphing raging excitement to his brain! Christ! What an enchanting Goddess she was! Not a whore or bitch, but a luscious woman moved by passion! Oh fuck! She was lowering her face to his prick! Her beautiful, beautiful face! And then, as he watched, he saw her small pink tongue dart out to lick at the drops of lubricious fluid that had oozed out to moisten his cock-head… and then, her lips were slipping down over it… sucking it right into her mouth!

Had Katie not whimpered behind her, Jan knew that she never would've released his prick from her mouth until he'd cum! And when she did, it wasn't without a promise from her eyes that he read and understood. And it was a different little man who helped the voluptuous raven-haired woman to kneel over him and splay open the soft warm hair-lined flanges of her pink moist cunt with the knob of his throbbing cock, placing it at the velvety channel-mouth… then, watching her slip her intoxicating hole down onto it, her luscious thighs widespread, her soft hair-covered crotch a vulnerable delicacy with its receptive damp passage absorbing him inch by inch as might some voracious, sucking, bottomless cavern!

He couldn't believe it! She'd taken all of him without a whimper and without hesitation! Sucked up into her his whole massive cock to his very pelvis and balls without stopping, and the expression on her face told him she was loving it! Shit! She was a nympho, too! That's where Katie got it from! Oh man… he'd really, really, hit the mother lode!

"Oh Mommy, Mommy… what am I going to do?" Katie whimpered and moaned, struggling to her knees and crawling over to them. "Now, you're fucking him! Oh God!"

"Listen to me, Darling!" Jan managed, holding still with all of his great rod buried right up into her belly, and forcing herself to concentrate. "I understand… and I know what it means! You've got to cum!"

"Oh yes… yes, God yes!" Katie gasped.

"All right, Darling. Get up over Darrel's face and he'll finish what he started. That's it, facing me… yes, Darling, like that… and now, he's going to lick it for you… make you cum with his tongue…"

"Oh… ooohhhh, I don't care how… only that I cum, Mommy!" Katie blurted, feeling the hot moist laving of the little man's tongue once more in the spread-open split of her cunt that immediately revived the wild sensations inside her needing body. Lord! Lord! She'd never realized the torment of unfulfilled passion; she'd always had Genghis… and now, she even had Lee, but the mounting desire this man had aroused inside her was unbelievable! When she would cum it would be like an atomic bomb! She knew it… knew it!

***

When she'd made her decision to give herself to Darrel Jenkins in an effort to save Gil, Jan, in her most remote plans, had never deemed it possible that she might succumb to the lust of the flesh. My God, not with that little demon! Yet, at that very moment, she couldn't recall when any man's cock had ever done for her what his was doing! No… no… God punish her… not even Gil's earlier that day!

Oh… Oh, Lord! It doesn't mean… that I love my Gil… any less! But truly, I… I no longer despise… this little Darling! And… and aren't you supposed… to love… to love your neighbors? Ooohhh… ooohhh… if it wasn't supposed to be… why did you make it… happen! You gave him this… this magnificent cock… just as you gave me… my yearning… and Katie… sweet Katie… she's just like me… I know now! Guide us, God… if we're doing wrong! We can't help ourselves… my Baby or me!

Oh Christ! His cock was an unbelievable reaming delight! She'd cum in a minute! He was already pummeling her cervix, and she couldn't resist the squirming and writhing she was performing, as well as raising and plunging down onto it to feel that giant head smash against delicate entrails that had never before even been brushed! Oh God! It wouldn't be the end for them! She'd come back again and again… even beg him to fuck her! She couldn't help it and she knew it! She was a bitch and a whore! Gil was too good for her… she'd destroy him in the end!

***

Darrel Jenkins had always felt certain that he'd known the fullest erotic extent of fucking and salacious debauchery; he knew now how wrong he had been! Now, this minute, this very second, he knew the fullest extent of all hedonistic pleasures! He stared up at the beautiful ass spread obscenely above his face with the lubriciously flowered pink cunt that he was licking like an imp from hell… and sometimes he admittedly thought that he might fill that classification… sensing the magnificent sucking action around the swollen shaft of his aching prick as he felt Jan's enchanting and educated channel draw at his rod with the deep-seated functions of a thousand years inherency, churning the seminal life-giving sperm in his balls and loins toward the boiling point of violent eruption.

He stared upward at Katie's tiny pink asshole, all puckered and beautiful between her voluptuous asscheeks, working eagerly as she rhythmically moved her enticing crotch back and forth over his tongue in licentious undulations. He wished he could see her mother riding obscenely up and down his cock! Oh shit! He couldn't stand much more of this! He was getting ready to cum right now… and he hoped to God they were!

***

The sight of her enchanting mother before her, and giving herself to this horrid little man just as she was, letting him thrust his huge cock up into her beautiful passage while she sucked and licked at her own cunt… and all for their wonderful daddy-husband, was enough to drive Katie toward her apex. God, she'd been ready to lose her wits entirely when her Mom came in; she hadn't been able to control herself. To cum, was all… just to cum! And her beautiful Mom had understood. Now, she looked up into her spellbound, beautiful face… read the enchantment of lust there, just as she was experiencing, and realized how much she loved her.

"Oh… oh Mommy!" she simpered, moving forward away from the little man's tongue, but wanting to be in her mother's arms, snug against her warm soft breasts!

In the movements, she felt her splayed-open cunt rake the sternum bone of Darrel Jenkins' deformed breast, inciting an insane and forbidden spasm of obscene lust to charge through her. She worked backwards against it, and then forwards, feeling the harsh malformation rubbing and scraping salaciously against her clitoris as she leaned forward into her mother's receptive arms, and wildly she clutched at her Mom's left breast, lifting it and holding it's distended nipple to her mouth! Subconsciously, she sensed the ugly little man's finger skewering up into her asshole mercilessly while she engulfed all of the soft white flesh around her mother's breast and sucked it into her mouth hungrily, feeling her Mom's arms clutching her head tightly to her, while she rode back and forth in enchanted bliss over his breastbone… his ugly, misshapen breastbone… rubbing her cunt on it and feeling the ridges taunt her clitoris! Oh God! Oh God! She was going to cum! The utter, obscene, forbiddenness of it was too much! Wildly, she sucked at her mother's tit, while she squirmed and writhed on the monstrosity's malformation, her glazed mind filled with the wanton rapture of her mounting climax!

"Now! Oh yes!" Katie screamed at them. "I'm going to cum! I am! I'm fucking his hump! And I'm going to cum! Now… nowwwwww… I'm cummmmmmminnnnngg!"

***

Jan couldn't imagine all of the things that brought her climax to its sudden pinpoint. Her daughter sucking her tit while she fucked up and down deliriously on Darrel Jenkins' tremendous cock… the sight of Katie engrossed in the raptures of hedonistic frenzy… the feel of her hand caressing her throbbing breast, then sucking at its nipple like a baby… yet incestuously like a grown child! Whatever it was, the lock had been flicked and the door burst open! Her own climax had surged from there, soaring right up through her loins toward her breasts, her face, her brain! Oh God… she was cumming!

***

Darrel Jenkins thought he might scream aloud!

The orgasm tearing at his balls was beyond anything he'd known in years! His cock felt as if her delicious cunt was masticating it! He visualized her raising right up off it when he blasted, like a missile to the moon! He could barely comprehend what had happened to Katie, but knew that she was climaxing at last, and continued to plunge his finger up into the spasming, rubbery depths of her tight little asshole, while she rubbed her sweet, open cunt furiously down onto his protruding breastbone and wailed in ecstasy.

Then he sensed Jan's erratic, convulsive movements as she rode up and down his heaving prick, heard her cry out and felt the gush of warm viscous liquid bathing his rod, flooding his pelvis and raging balls, while his own erupting sperm jetted up the long passage to squirt in pumping streams into her receptive, sucking vagina… a beastial groan of agonized bliss choking up from deep in his throat!

Finally, the whimpers and moans, the writhings and lewd smacking sounds of flesh against flesh slowly subsided… leaving only the gasps of heavy and exhausted breathing to fill the room, while half-glazed minds raced independent of one another… yet, reaching the same enthralling, if, sinful conclusion… that this wasn't the end… but only the beginning!

It was a long while before they stumbled to their feet and dressed.

EPILOGUE

CHAPTER TWELVE

Gil Martin poured two small glasses of sherry and placed them on the tray, then from the shaker-glass, repeated the act with Jan's and his own martini. Humorously, he tossed a towel over his arm in waiter-fashion, scooped up the tray and made the little trek around their luxurious living room, first to a smiling, prettily attired Katie, next to his glowing, fashionably dressed and beautiful wife, and finally to his handsome young son who had shocked him by dressing for dinner. But after their close comradeship earlier on the golf course, Gil visualized many more pleasing changes to come from his splendid son; they had both vowed to work at narrowing the void that had grown between them the past two years, and he felt certain it would all come to pass.

"So…" Gil said, smiling and raising his own glass. "Shall we drink a toast… to the future happiness of the Martins?"

They did, zestfully, each raising his glass, then sipping from it. After, Jan said: "Darrel thought he might be a little late, so I've asked Rosita to slow down dinner, Darling."

"Fine," Gil replied, dropping down beside her on the davenport and reaching for her slender, soft, hand. "I still don't know how you did it, Baby, but I'm not complaining. If Darrel told you he'd endorse my note, then he will… and you can't imagine what a happy man that makes me."

Jan returned his grateful smile, then glanced affectionately at her daughter who was wearing a smug and warm expression of her own. She sat on the arm of her brother's chair and petted the massive Wolf who lay protectively beside her, her beautiful blue eyes brimming with love and understanding, the devotion she was feeling toward all around her so obvious to her mother. Jan said: "It's not important, Darling, how a woman accomplishes a deed for her man… only that she does… especially when she loves the man as I do you…"

To Gil, her words were like sweet lilting music that he had almost given up hope of ever hearing again… and then his brain, in retrospect, recalled the beautiful episode of their lovemaking that morning, and he couldn't help but think of what it was going to be like once they were alone in bed that night.

What difference did it make how she had accomplished it? He didn't want to know. What mattered was the love he felt all around him and read in the faces of his children as well as his wife, and as he looked at each one individually he realized how much they meant to him and to each other. Even at that very moment, Lee was holding his sister's hand as she sat on the arm of his chair beside him; how often did one see that close of relationship between brother and sister in these frustrating times? And he couldn't help but think of the way his voluptuous little Katie would run to sit on his own lap, her arm around his neck in deep affection, her warm soft body snuggled against his own… God, he was the luckiest man alive!

"Will we move back to Tucson, Dad?" Lee asked, interrupting his pleasant train of thoughts.

"Yes… if that's what everyone wants," Gil replied, looking from one to the other. "Tonight, after dinner, we'll discuss it while Darrel's here. Then, we'll take a vote… fair enough?"

"Fair enough," Lee agreed, smiling, and Katie nodded happily, giving her brother's hand a secret little squeeze.

Gil lifted his glass and drank from it, then let off a quiet sigh. "Well…" he said, "it's been quite an eventful Saturday, hasn't it?"

"Yes… it has that, Darling," Jan answered, again exchanging a knowing glance with her lovely blonde daughter, who at that moment was sensing her twin's meaningful pressure against her little hand. "And," Jan repeated for the second time that day, "it isn't over with yet…"

"I wish it would never be over with," Katie said. "I think it's been one of the most beautiful days in my life."

"I agree," Lee put in. "It's times like these that you want to go on forever."

"You're right, Lee Darling," Jan said softly, gazing longingly at her son. "And maybe if we try hard, we can make them all like this one… even better, if we really want to… Can't we, Gil?"

"Of course, Darling," her husband replied, looking deep into her beautiful dark eyes to see the love and desire always present there. "Of course, we can…"

"Oh… I just know everything is going to be wonderful, and we're all going to be so happy together from now on!" Katie beamed exuberantly.

… But she might have had misgivings had she been able to see the familiar Caddy easing along their private road toward the ranch, with the young, handsome boy she knew as Ronnie Carter behind the wheel, and an older, lovely, longhaired blonde girl sitting close beside him, lewdly stroking his exposed, swollen rod of flesh that was jutting out from his opened jeans.

"We're going to have to kill some time until it's dark enough, Sue Baby," Ronnie Carter said, glancing lustfully over at her and running his strong hand along the naked inner flesh of her soft, white thigh. "Got any ideas what we can do?"

"A few," she answered, her enticing green eyes twinkling excitedly in the last rays of the setting sun. "Find a nice secluded spot and I'll show you," she added, continuing to fondle and stroke his heavy young shaft possessively.

"Consider it done, Cunt-Baby," he rasped hotly. "I haven't been sucked off all day!"

Content

John Kellerman
A girl_s best friend

PART ONE – KATIE CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

PART TWO – GIL CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

PART THREE LEE CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

PART FOUR – JAN CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

EPILOGUE CHAPTER TWELVE