His head that had raised in a vicious show of teeth, dropped once more and she felt his wet, searing tongue burning upward toward the still hotly flushed lips of her excited young pussy. She uncontrollably trembled as he swept his branding, moist flesh along the narrow pink crevice between her widely spread thighs, then up over the full split of her hair-fringed cunt! From her babyishly quivering rectal mouth, it traced the pink passion- engorged edges of her excited pussy-lips to the tiny, erect floweret of her softly pulsating little clitoris! She lifted her head higher to gape downward between her throbbing breasts and open white thighs at the incredible obscene spectacle. Blinding sensations of new-born lust stabbed through her tremoring naked body at the contact of his melting tongue with her super-senstive nerve-centers! Again and again, he licked up between her legs, the thick length of his deliciously fluid tongue spreading deeply through her moist, yielding cuntal-flesh like a dull knife through softened pink butter, carrying her higher away from human reality with every breathtaking lick!

It didn't stop, and the naked, obscenely exposed young wife who lay in a desire-blinded state of lewdly pyramiding passion, beneath the incessant wild tongue of an inconceivable, lust- maddened beat, could only moan out her sensual delight. Unceasingly, the massive dog splayed the smooth inflamed intimacy of her secret genital flesh with his captivating tongue, finally pausing to curl it with a deeply invading thrust far up into her turbulently wet vaginal passage!

"Oooooohhhh... ooohhhh heaven... !" Carol audibly cried out, gasping and jerking spasmodically beneath his unthinkable assault, Mark's pictured cock in all of its lustful hardness mentally filling her suddenly unconsciously sucking mouth! Oh God, she would suck him so beautifully, and he'd squirt his hot male jism all the way down her hungrily welcoming throat, the feel of it making her cum and cum as it pumped ceaselessly into her wildly ovalled mouth!

"God, yes... yes! Lick it for me, you beautiful wild brute! Aaaaggghhh... like that, darling, like that... lick your tongue way up inside!" she wantonly pleaded, lifting her intensively sizzling loins and quaking buttocks higher to his frenzied, ravaging animal-mouth. "Yes... yes! Lick my cunt you wonderful lover! Aaaaaagggghhhh... oooohhhhhh... !"

Carol hardly knew what she was saying; her overwhelming carnal passion had reached that intensity! What fear she had known in the beginning the powerful dog had washed away with his wet, searing tongue! She hardly saw him any longer as a fierce, wild beast... only as a magnificent, needed lover who was taking her to unbelievable heights of sensual rapture! Suddenly, she was grasping hold of his furry head to pull his long nose tighter into her wetly throbbing cuntal channel!

His firebrand tongue shot up into her moist, seething hole like a white-hot cauterizing whip, his own animal-whines matching hers as he zealously lashed and tongue-fucked the blood-flushed, glistening flesh between her obscenely-spread thighs and tautly stretched buttocks.

"Oh... ooohhhhh goooddddd... you're driving me mad, lover... maaaddd!" Carol hoarsely gasped with raised head and salaciously gasping eyes. The forbidden, beastial sight was all but shamelessly destroying her... ! Never, never, never in her life had she felt like this! Oooohhhh... if only her girlfriend's husband's hard thick cock was in her mouth at the same time... then it would be complete... !

Caesar both scented and tasted the whetting intensity of her human she-lust, the keenly biting flaver causing his feral animal- blood to hotly race and pound through his powerful loins. There was nothing in this fire-eyed female that reminded him of his golden-haired mate except the soft whiteness of her smooth flesh, and the heat she generated from the mating hole between her legs. He sensed no tenderness in the symmetrical portions of her body such as his golden one possessed, only the hungry heat of her rising female-passion. The hot, pink flesh in its flowing wetness communicated to him her innermost secrets, and as he eagerly tongued the yielding, moist crevice, he felt the charged urgency of his own demanding loins...

Carol had fallen into a rhythmic moaning, her mind slipping further into sensual oblivion beneath the mesmerizing bliss of Caesar's pleasure-giving tongue hotly licking and fucking into her wildly inflamed cunt. She had begun to flail her head from side to side in her lewd, half-raised position, still holding to the mighty animal's huge head between her pulled-back legs, her brain a mirror for both her husband and Mark Blakely's imagined hard cocks, each thrusting in turn into her hungrily sucking mouth, while this beautiful brute lapped the maddening fire from her seething loins and belly. Frantically, she tossed her head in cadence with her groans, and it was then that she saw it!

Her sparkling dark-eyes widened at the glistening sight of the animal's thick, scarlet cock emerging from its long sheath, wet and hard, the tapered end slipping and dancing as it continued to press forward from its fleshy concealment! She had to lean far over sideways to see it well, and momentarily, Caesar sounded a throaty growl of disapproval, but this time the warning hardly registered with her.

Instead, an inexplicable sensation of sheer depravity burned through her naked, lust-filled young body, a maddeningly intensified feeling the roots of which she had no intentions of questioning! It was sheer, forbidden wickedness in its most degenerate form... ! But his cock was beautiful... huge and beautiful! She had never seen her husband Steve's cock ever look more tempting to her! And his... her wonderful animal lover's, was longer and thicker, more like Mark's, she wildly imagined in her mind-swirling fantasy!

For a long, breathless moment, the raven-haired young wife watched the massive dog's wetly gleaming shaft of naked hardness partially dangle beneath his strong animal-loins, sensing her mouth and throat at first going dry, then salivating at the captivating sight of its scarlet rapaciousness! From that moment, she was no longer concerned with the corrupt perversion of her intentions, only how she was going to accomplish it! In fact, she realized almost frantically, the very debasing idea in itself was serving to spur her on... but how? How?

Feverishly, the wild, night-invader licked at her cunt, his scorching, wet tongue like an abrasive as it slithered over the firmly erect bud of her quivering clitoris! Scintillating shocks of animalish lust raged through her obscenely offered loins, singeing at the very nerve-ends of her white, sensually trembling flesh.

Oh God... how? "Caesar, darling... baby..." Carol began, trying to raise higher and pet his massive head that was nuzzled between her wide-spread legs. God, she could see his liquid tongue spraying through the wetly saturated crevice of her cuntal slit! He had opened her wide down there as if his love-making tongue was born of razors! Her own sensitive inner-cuntal flesh sparkled reflectively up at her, its tempting, silken curls moistly matted, the very sight sending trembling sensations spiraling toward her brain! Her thrusting young breasts tingled in their swollen excitement as she continued to caress his great head... "Caesar... darling... lie down! Lie down, baby! Carol wants you to lie down! Please, darling... lie down and roll over!" she softly whispered, ever stroking his head and ears. "Lie down, my handsome lover and I'll make you happy! I'll... I'll even put my pussy where you can lick it if you want... and I hope you do... !"

Carol's brain swam in wanton debauchment as she slowly eased herself forward, working toward her knees and backing the huge, apprehensive animal away from her seething loins. Once, he growled, but she didn't stop. There was no other way only taking control if she were to have what she wanted! She whispered in loving tones, simultaneously grazing her soft little hands over the fur of his tense body, her eyes continuously fastened on the solid length of his long scarlet cock hanging throbbingly below his belly...

Caesar watched her carefully as she raised up and eased forward, watched her mouth moving and listened to the soft sounds coming from it. It was not the same as when he came to his golden one. But this, the fire-eyed she, was different, and he wondered why. He didn't fear her; she was a friend; her gentle touch told him that. In fact, her gentle touch was confusingly cooling his mating hunger. He sensed his loins dissipating beneath her warm, friendly hand... he moved back and lay down, a perplexed whimper working upward into his throat...

Carol heard it, the simpering whine vibrating through her as she watched his huge cock withdraw back into its hiding sheath. He lay down onto the bed, stretching out and finally responding when she continued to whisper, "Roll over, darling, over... !" She crawled and positioned herself so that her hotly seething cunt was inches from his nose, and less when she drew her tingling thighs back! She eased forward, placing herself so that her face was directly above the peeking opening of his cock-sheath where the huge, scarlet hardness had disappeared.

Frantically obscene sensations of raw, uncontrolled desire raced through her! She knew what she was going to do, and the very thought was about to drive her wild with salacious excitement! She gently moved her hips toward his animal-face, spreading her legs and lovingly taking his head... She lay upon her side, one leg lifted to draw his nose snugly in toward her hotly tremoring cunt. She sensed his tongue lick out at the feverishly wet crevice between her legs, lashing through its sensually aroused inner-flesh like a fluid flame, and whatever she had ever known to be moral or accepted at that exact second was totally lost! The lasciviously blinded young wife lowered her cheek to his warm, hard animal-belly, her one hand slowly moving toward his hidden cock!

The huge dog whimpered and jerked, but never made a motion toward gaining his feet as Carol's lustful hand began to examine his softly furred genitals. Instead, he licked up wetly at the open little mouth of her hotly offered pussy, while her breath quickened and her mind raced, filled with the hellishly beautiful thoughts of what was going to momentarily happen there in her girlfriend's bed!

She had to be some sort of a devil's advocate, she thought, clasping hold of his fur-concealed cock and beginning to manipulate the soft hairy flesh back and forth, feeling its thickness within! She didn't care... not tonight, she didn't! She was a monster, a Frankenstein or vampire... whatever... as long as it happened... the taste of his animal-cock in her mouth!

She would go to hell... but there, she'd never be lonely! Oooooohhhhh Goddddd... ! His tongue, laving sensuously at the excitedly quivering bud of her clitoris! The beautiful creature! she thought, clinging tightly to his sheltered cock and ardently beginning to stroke it. Slowly, gently, she worked the heavy protective skin back and forth, while the massive german shepherd lay half on its back, his great head nestled between her openly spread thighs, his feverish tongue unrelenting in the wet, yielding crevice of her wildly simmering cunt. Suddenly, it appeared once more, the tapered, red, glistening tip of his long thick hardness, slipping ever forward toward her breathless, tongue-moistened lips... until at last it touched them!

In wicked passion, the bedeviled young wife parted her warm, lush lips, and with a low, deep-chested groan, let the slender, tapered forepart of Caesar's throbbing hardness slide between them, easing further and further into the hot, wetness of her eagerly absorbing mouth, until it nearly brushed the back of her impatiently spasming throat! Carol brought her tongue into play with irresistible fervency, her mind a babble of frenzied lust at the utter forbiddeness of the debased act she was committing. Her brain reeled as with an almost-dread, she, for the first time, tasted the thick, pulsating cock, a wanton thrill of obscene delight racing through her at its sweet, pungent maleness. My God, it was no less beautiful than her husband Steve's... and it was so hot and hard, swelling even more with every passing second!

She heard his high-pitched whimper as he continued to voraciously lick her fire-filled cunt, and she began to reciprocately suck and twirl her tongue around his long, thick animal-cock in an effort to repay him for the mind-shattering pleasure he had and was bringing her. She felt his powerful body responding to her obscene sucking of his throbbing hardness, his animal-loins pressing jerkingly forward. She brushed one excited hand along his hairy belly to his huge sperm-bloated balls, cupping them warmly, first, then lightly scratching them with her finger-tips. Again, he whimpered, the delicate taunting causing him to increase his thrusting cock-rhythm between the tightly clasped oval of her moistly sucking lips.

God, the taste of it was the maddening delight, the young wife realized as she began to mouthingly nurse and tongue the ever-thickening spear of hot, hard animal-flesh with vigorous head movements of her own. Delicately gamey, her flushed brain tagged, like the wild, handsome beast he was; yet spiced with the sweet tartness of nature's semen that was hardly the human male's monopoly! Oooohhhh... never in her life had she ever imagined such depraved sexual perversity!

The smooth, tapered length of his thickening cock thrust into her mouth in perfect cadence, while his lashing tongue whipped the hot, liquid flesh of her wide splayed cunt and its burning vaginal walls in growing ferocity! She closed her small white teeth, but not to hurt, swirling her tongue over his pulsating shaft of hardened dog-flesh, lost in the licentiousness of her abnormal act. God, it was like honey in her mouth, plunging smoothly and slickly all the way up into her open throat! Wh-What would his animal-cum taste like? Would it be something like Steve's... hot and thick, squirting from the tip of his cock in thick jet-like streams... or were animals different... ?

Caesar, in the existence of his animal being, had never known equal mating pleasure. The fire-eyed, she-human was enveloping his maleness warmly up inside her mouth, yet it felt as if it were submerged back between her lips in her female slit. There was difference, however, he instinctively knew... the tongue feel and the taunting pressure of the teeth. He whimperingly liked those sensations that caused great swirling fire in the depths of his powerful loins, knowing that in a few brief moments, he would be fulfilling his lust-driven needs because of them...

Oooohhh... oh God, she wanted his animal-cum shooting into her mouth... dribbling down her throat... even strangling her! All of the perverted fires of hell were blazing there up between her legs! Her belly raged, and her loins, her lust-churning cunt, glowed with the seething desire scalding it! She clutched at his hugely swollen animal-balls, beginning to milk and caress them as she sucked hungrily and shamelessly at his massively throbbing cock. She was going to cum beneath his beautiful tongue... cum as she never had in her life! She heard him whine, then whine again in his own beastial ecstasy! God, she was actually bringing him joy!

Maybe she was losing her mind, the naked, obscenely performing young wife thought, as she tongued and licked Caesar's great cock in her mouth... and then, she heard the powerful dog gutturally snarl at the same moment as his flanks began to furiously hump his cock deeper up into her greedily working throat! Simultaneously, she sensed her own peaking moment at hand, the latter driving her insanely on to greater and greater perversities! Demonishly, she sucked until his cock began to jerk wildly up inside her mouth... then, it spewed forth the searing, liquid cum from deep in the relentessly building depths of his balls, but not as she'd visualized it! The stream of scalding, viscid sperm was like an unceasing hose, filling her greedily sucking mouth almost before she could swallow it away... time and again, as if he were pissing down her throat, the lust-filled realization literally destroying her inside as her orgasm swept through her like some never-before, earth-destroying cataclysm... !

He was gone before Carol could even try to comprehend what had happened. She lay back in a semi-exhausted nakedness, still breathing heavily and tremblingly staring at the empty, opened window. God... he was real... alive, exsistent all right... but could she tell anyone in the whole world that... ? In fact... in fact, the only concrete proof she had, even to herself, that the unbelievable act had occurred were the thin, still warmly glowing trickles of his sperm that trailed wetly from the corners of her lips down over her passion-flushed cheeks below...

Chapter 11

The early morning California sunshine streaming through the bedroom window awakened Jean Blakely from an uneasy sleep. For a long moment she lay quite still, letting her widening, smoke-blue eyes scan her immediate, puzzling surroundings... then she remembered. She was in their smaller guest-room. She had given Carol and Steve the bedroom Mark and she occupied because the bed was more comfortable. Now, the reminder of Carol being in the house helped brighten her troubled mood.

With that, the twenty-two year old, young wife gingerly bounced to the floor, the short see-through nightie she wore hardly concealing the provocative quiver of curvaceous white flesh rippling voluptuously from her sudden movements. Against the sheer green nylon, her firmly erect breasts lifted and strained when she brushed her long, honey-blonde tresses behind her shoulders, their tiny pink nipples in semi-hardness visibly pushing out the diaphanous material. In the vanity mirror, the lovely, oval-faced girl saw this, a trace of narcissistic admiration penetrating her disquietness. She let her eyes wander downward over the reflection in the glass, picking up her brush to stroke through her hair as they did so. The narrowness of her slender waist had always pleased her, as was the tiny dimple of her navel an erogenous fascination. She dwelt then on the sweeping arch of her softly rounded hips, and the long tapering columns of her full white thighs and shapely calves, but it was the moundish, golden triangle of silken curls at the base of her flat little belly that invariably captured her attention.

A sigh escaped her then, the reasons behind her uneasy frame of mind beginning to trickle from her memory bank to her conscious. A cold little chill crept upward along the smooth hollow of her back, with the abrupt concern for Caesar's welfare commanding her thoughts. Had he gotten through the night unharmed... ? Or, God forbid, was it possible that one of the sentries... or Link Morgan... even Mark, might have shot and... and killed him? Oh God, no... she wouldn't let herself even think of such a horror being a reality! What was it Granny Obert had said... ? "They won't catch him, stop him, shoot him... and neither will they drive him off... !" Again, Jean sighed. Somehow, the recall of the near-century old woman's words seemed to soothe her anxiety. Anyway, both Mark and Steve would be coming home shortly and she would know first-hand all of the particulars the night had wroght. Though, even if her beautiful animal-lover had managed to safely evade them, only a part of her mental strain would be relieved. There was still the intense strain of Mark and her relationship following her unbridled episode with Caesar the night before last.

Jean's mind filled retrospectively with the unashamed wantoness she hadn't tried to hide as she'd given herself to the massive animal's love-making right before her husband's incredulous eyes. God, she hadn't been able to help herself, and he might have killed Mark had she not, the beautiful brute had been that jealous! She thought these things as she slipped into her robe, a fluttering of sensual excitement gnawing in her belly at the memory of Mark uncontrollably losing his own composure and crawling onto the bed to let her suck him while Caesar had fucked into her so powerfully from behind! God, she had never done anything like that before in her entire life, but she'd hoped to do it again and again... it had been so wonderful, giving herself fully to both of her lovers at the same time... ! And then, yesterday morning, she had seen the affected expression in Mark's eyes and on his handsome face, her blissful expectations crumbling in wistful guilt.

From that moment, the tension between them had been unmistakable. Had Carol and Steve not arrived on schedule, the blond-haired young wife dreaded to think of the extent her husband's jealous contempt might have taken them. God, she loved Mark, wanted to live her lifetime loving him with every ounce of strength she had, and in the two-months of their marriage she felt certain she'd proved that! She had never bargained for the mysterious appearance of the handsome wild brute that had saved her from a vicious gang-rape, only to crawl up on her kneeling body from behind and bring her fulfilled sensual pleasure the likes of which Mark couldn't... at least, hadn't. W-Was it any wonder that she'd fallen under his mesmerizing animal-spell? He wasn't just a fierce, wild beast... he was Caesar, and she would always unashamedly love him... !