Chapter 2
A Tiger in Her Tank
"I remember when I first met Carlos. I was twenty years old and had been with the circus for about ten years. I had grown up in the circus and after my folks had passed on, I stayed with the circus and eventually got my own act going with this beautiful tiger named Raja. One night, as I was getting ready to sack out for the night in my wagon, I heard a knock on my door. When I opened the door, I recognized the face of the new guy in the circus, some clown with a bear.
" 'Yeah?' I said as I stood there in the doorway, sipping on a can of beer. I never will forget the funny expression on his face as he gave my body the once-over with his dark, Latin eyes. He was trying to be suave and smooth, but I could tell that he was lusting after me like I was the only woman in town. 'Yeah?' I said again. 'Whataya want?'
"He finally came to life and started talking with that kinda sexy Spanish accent. 'Escuse me, senorita, but I just wanted to tell you how much I liked your act with el tigre. You know ... the tiger.'
" 'Oh, yeah,' I said with a smile. 'C'mon in. I was just getting ready to sack out-you know-hit the hay.' He didn't seem to understand what I meant. I said, 'You know, the bed, the bed!' Suddenly he beamed and smiled with pleasure and said, 'Oh, si, senorita. The bed.'
"He came in and we chatted for a while, drank a couple of beers, shot the shit about circus life and the weather and got to be real good friends right away. I'm like that, see. If I like somebody, I like 'em and I let 'em know it without beating around the bush. Shit, life is short. Anyway, like it was burning up with heat in that wagon and finally I slipped off my robe and sat there on the edge of my bed in my bra and panties. 'Are you as hot as I am, Carlos?' I asked. He smiled and replied, 'Oh, si, senorita. Mucho caliente!'
"Then Carlos took off his shirt and sat on the little stool next to the bed. It was then that I noticed what a body he had. Shoulders and arms like you wouldn't believe. Not too much, don't get me wrong. But sleek, like a cat. And his skin was deep brown, with little droplets of sweat beading down from his neck and from under his arms. 'How old are you, Carlos?' I asked him. 'How old I am? I am going to twenty-six!' he answered, smiling.
"As we sat and talked, I began to realize that I really was beginning to dig him. Carlos was a rugged, athletic type, with a strong handsome face. 'Your mother must have been very beautiful,' I said impulsively. 'Why is that, senorita?' asked Carlos. I replied, 'Because you are so handsome.'
"I couldn't tell if Carlos actually blushed or not. I think he did, though. I guess I might have embarrassed him or something, because he grew kinda quiet. Then, I noticed the bulge beginning to grow under his light trousers. And if there's anything that gets to me, it's watching a male penis change from soft to hard. I sat quietly, glancing slyly at the crotch of his pants, watching the bulge get bigger and bigger. I saw it jerk and jump in little spasms of excitement and I knew that Carlos was going to get into it before the night was over.
"Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer. I got up off the bed, with nothing on but my bra and panties and stood there in front of Carlos. I gotta tell you, that poor guy nearly shot his wad right then and there, staring right into my boobs. 'Senorita,' he said shakily, as he slowly stood up from his footstool. When he stood up, I could see the outline of his huge cock through his trousers. 'Carlos,' I whispered.
"He reached up and began slipping the bra straps from my shoulders and I reached down and unzipped his pants. God, I was hot I knew Carlos was loaded, too. I've been around men long enough to know what's going on. A woman learns, a woman learns. I slipped my hand into his fly and nearly winced in anticipation as my fingers curled around his thick sweaty shaft.
"His cock was hot. So hot I could feel with my finger the little beads of silvery fluids oozing out of the hole of his prick. And feeling it like that made my vagina contort in the anticipation of that big rod pumping hot come up my pussy. And it had been about three days since I had had any hanky panky with any of the other men around the circus. I didn't care for any of them much, however. That is, not until Carlos came along. Carlos had a kind of clean-cut sex appeal which really got to me and I was ripe for a good screwing. I could hardly wait for the feel of his body against mine.
"Carlos dropped my bra on the floor as he pulled me to him with his strong Latin arms. I could smell a wild, animal kind of smell about him that really got me turned on and I reeled with the urge to plunge my tongue into his delicious mouth. But Carlos had the same idea. Before I could utter a single word, he gripped my face in his big hands and brought his voluptuous lips to mine, pressing them gently against my moist hungry mouth. I groaned as incredible waves of passion ripped through my body, beginning from my knees, spreading up through my thighs and crotch and belly, then rippling over my swollen boobs.
"The tip of Carlos's tongue snaked from his mouth and began exploring my lips. It slipped between my lips, searching and probing just on the inside of my mouth. Then Carlos grabbed me by the hair and holding me a prisoner in his grasp, plunged his long, sexy tongue into my mouth. I gulped with passion as Carlos flicked his tongue around inside my mouth, darting it against the back, thrusting it in and out. God, I thought to myself, as I tried to keep myself away from blasting. I was getting hot as hell from his lovemaking. It wouldn't take much to start my pussy juices shooting all over the place and Carlos was getting to me, but fast! I pulled away from his mouth and gasped, 'Oh, daddy, better not-I can't take it much longer.' When I said that, it just made Car los go wild with passion. He moved his mouth to mine again and wiggled his tongue even deeper than before into my mouth. Then one of his hands went to my cunt and started squeezing it gently.
"Fighting my emotions didn't help much. In fact, I think it made it worse. The more I fought, the more I knew I was really falling for this clown with the bear. I hung there limply in Carlos's arms while he slowly and sexily began to withdraw his tongue from my mouth. I sucked on it, hoping to keep it for myself a little longer. I wanted to suck all the juices from his mouth and drink them down hotly. I wanted to suck Carlos into me, to eat him, to possess him all the way.
"At the end of his fuck-tongue kiss, he picked me up like I was a feather and whirled me around, laughing. I squealed like a schoolgirl and this must have really got him excited, for he kept whirling me around, again and again, faster and faster until the room was spinning insanely. I giggled and screamed as Carlos laughed and whirled me around and around. Suddenly, I was falling, sinking. The next thing I knew I was on the bed, looking up into Carlos's sparkling eyes. I was falling, all right. Falling in love with this crazy, beautiful guy.
"Carlos slipped a hand lightly down along my back, sending little tingles of electricity shooting through my body. Then his hand slid into my panties, over the cheeks of my ass and slowly eased my panties all the way down. As he let the lace undies fall to the floor, he tickled his wet tongue into the little cleft between my bulging breasts. Then he licked the nipples, making them stand erect and firm like little cocks.
"Carlos stood up to take off his pants. I gazed hungrily at his figure in the dim light of the cabin, watched him as he let the trousers fall to the floor and slip from his feet. God, what a beautiful animal I suddenly found before me. Little curls of black hair tufted around each nipple on his chest and a thin line of black hair descended down along the middle of his chest, over his stomach and down to his cock. Jesus! My mouth must have opened in amazement as I saw his prick jerk and bob in front of me.
"Carlos's rod was straight and erect like the shaft of a spear and the head of his cock was swollen with pride and confidence, bulging with desire to plunge itself deep into my throbbing vagina. Oh, God, I had never seen such a hunk of man in all my years with the circus. 'Carlos,' I whispered. My heart was pounding as I reached out with a trembling hand to grasp his cock, which pointed towards me with desire. It was so thick, my fingers wouldn't even go around it.
"Carlos moved in, took my head in his hands and guided my face to his box. My cheeks and nose felt the black curls of his crotch as Carlos pressed my face into his groin. I could tell he wanted me to suck the juices from it. And I wanted to do it, but it was so big. I grabbed his cock and licked my tongue around it wetly and hungrily. Tonguing around the tip of his fleshy mushroom, I tasted the little drops of salty semen oozing from his cock slit. His shaft jerked uncontrollably from the stimulation of my tongue licking around it. My hands roamed below the throbbing dick and found his balls hanging like two huge oysters, thick and heavy with the juices of his manhood.
"Carlos made little gasping moans as my lips began to slip over the huge wet head of his prick. I curled my tongue around the head, circling first in one direction, then the other. He trembled and shuddered in animal delight as my lips continued to slide further and further down over his enormous shaft. All the while, my mouth had started to build up a powerful suction and my tongue was still circling around and around the barrel of his powerful gun. I could feel the little jerks and in voluntary spasms in the muscles of his cock as my sucking mouth continued to take it all in and my jaws felt like they were being unmercifully stretched. But I was determined to have every inch of his incredible piece of meat in my mouth.
"Carlos rubbed his hands through my hair, massaging my head and neck as I sucked away on his delicious fuck-rod. He stood, trembling, in front of me as I took in more and more of his big prod into my mouth. My hands roamed into the crack of his ass, felt the little curly black hairs growing around his ass and squeezed his huge balls, urging them to give up their saps, begging them to let me taste the hot creams boiling within them. There was nothing I wanted more than to feel the power of Carlos's prong shooting thick globs of steaming come into my mouth.
"Carlos groaned. 'Do it, baby. Oh, yeah, you know how to do it. Suck it, Peggy. That's it' His words made me hungry for his cock honey and I threw my head forward, forcing his bulging prick head to slide deeper into the back of my throat. I almost choked, but it didn't matter. I could only think of the blast of burning jelly which would soon be spurting against the back of my throat.
"Pretty soon, I realized that Carlos was on the verge of a tremendous ejaculation, an ejaculation which would flood my mouth with his bittersweet come. I was getting so hot myself that I knew I could go in a flash, without warning, if I didn't force myself to cool down. But I couldn't cool down. I had lost all control. I had no desire to cool down. I only wanted to explode into bliss with Carlos. I wanted to feel the shots of his big cannon blasting off in my mouth. I wanted to choke on the cups of quivering jellies which would soon be shooting off into my throat.
"Suddenly, Carlos snapped my head away from his cock and holding me by the hair with one hand he slapped me hard across the face. My cheek burned with the sting of his passion and I was stunned at this sudden spark of violence. I could tell by the look on his face, however, that it was a slap of animal lust, not anger. Then Carlos fell on top of me on the bed and kissed me, plunging his long snaking tongue into my mouth. I was on the edge of a screaming orgasm. I knew it would be better than any orgasm I had ever had in my life. 'Carlos, Carlos,' I sighed, writhing in his arms beneath his active body. 'Carlos, baby, I'm going mad ... baby, baby, give it to me!' I cried. This time, Carlos bounced almost straight up in the air, did a complete turn and landed on top of me in a sixty-nine position. As his lean strong body fell back on top of me, my mouth was just under the point of his diving cock. I opened my mouth just in time. The head of his glistening shaft plunged downward, ramming into my gaping mouth. The bulging bomb jammed all the way down into my throat and I was sure I was going to choke, but I didn't care. I had what I wanted. In fact, I was getting more than I had expected. My mouth was really stretching as Carlos plugged it with his swollen organ. I felt the glands sliding and forcing its way deep into my throat, swelling and growing, about to burst with searing loads of cock cream.
"As Carlos pumped his huge shaft in and out of my throat, he plunged his face into my crotch, sinking his nose between the lips of my sticky pussy. At the same time, his tongue dated in and flickered all over my stiffened clit. I jumped and squirmed in ecstasy, but I was held down by Carlos's athletic body, his strong arms pinning me to the bed beneath him. I was held fast in his embrace and no matter how much I turned and wriggled in pain and pleasure there was no escape from the bliss and magic of his animal lovemaking. He was tearing my soul apart with pure physical rapture.
"Soon, Carlos brought his tongue from my clit to the opening of my vagina. I screamed, or choked. I don't remember. I knew that he was getting ready to jam his tongue into my cunt. My body stiffened and convulsed with pleasure as I waited for it. Then it happened. He rammed his tongue hard into my pussy and at the same time dug his chin into my nest so that it rubbed over my pulsating clit. I gasped and groaned and jerked, unable to stand the tormenting waves of joy which poured over my en tire body. I was about to come ... I was coming!
" 'Ooh, mmmm!' I moaned as my body screamed through the first wave of a tremendous orgasm. Fluids poured out of my cunt and I could hear Carlos sucking them into his mouth with slurping sounds. His hot moist hands were holding me by the cheeks of my ass, pressing my cunt hard up against his mouth. His tongue darted in and out, in and out, his chin moved in little circles over my stiff clit and I felt the second wave hit me.
"I groaned and sobbed, torn this time by an even greater climax. My senses were vibrating like a psychedelic light show as Carlos kept plunging his tongue deeper and deeper into my canal and rubbing his chin faster and faster over my clit and pussy hairs. My snatch trembled and quivered insanely as another tidal wave of pleasure hit me, sweeping my body with ripples of bliss. I couldn't believe how long his tongue was, how thick it had grown inside my contracting vagina, how it heated up my womb from the friction of its thrusts. Then all hell broke loose as Carlos began to shake and tremble violently on top of me.
"Carlos groaned suddenly and wildly. I felt his cock expand and bulge in my mouth. Then, with steady jerks and muscular contractions, his cock pumped warm juices up through his shaft. I could feel them being forced up through the length of his cock, feel them getting ready to shoot off into my mouth. Then it happened. Just as I was at the peak of an enormous sea of pleasure and joy, Carlos started coming. I could feel his tongue twisting and sliding in and out of my cunt as he unloaded his gun. Hot gobs of love cream spurted down my throat. His pussy-fucker raged like a volcano, shooting molten loads of salty come into my mouth. I choked and gasped for air, but Carlos had my head locked between his legs. They clamped on me like a vise. His ramrod forced deeper into my throat as it continued pumping cups of thick creamy semen. I had to swallow every last drop. And I loved it. I loved the taste, the bittersweet flavor of his love juices as they poured and shot from his mushroom head. Thick strands of rubbery come tangled over my tongue and slid like molten lava down my throat, hot and slimy and milky and delicious.
"Finally, having spent our passions in this un believable first love-session, we began to relax our taut muscles and bodies. Carlos turned himself around, so that he lay lightly on top of me. With his Latin lips, which were still moist and tasty from my own love juices, he kissed me passionately, easing his tongue into my mouth, let ting the juices and pussy come in his mouth mingle with thick saliva and cock cream in mine. We lay there in each other's arms, sweating and panting, blissful and happy. Carlos started giggling like a kid and his mirth got to me. Soon, I was giggling with him. We were like two teenage adolescents experiencing our first romance. But soon our giggles faded and we both drifted off into a deep and restful sleep."
Peggy was a young, extremely attractive and basically a very affectionate and sensual person. She loved making love to men. She had developed strong fixations around the male phallus and due to her extremely passionate nature, she was easily seduced into the raptures of lovemaking by any male who pointed a large erect-organ in her direction.
Peggy grew up in the circus. Her parents had been performing with animal acts of various kinds for many years, mostly with big cats-lions and cheetahs and briefly with tigers. When she was thirteen, Peggy almost dropped out of the circus life after her mother and father were killed in a tragic accident during a show. Her mother was per forming with several lions in a big show one night and somehow a pair of elephants had stampeded wildly through the big tent, knocking over cages, creating chaos and stomping several people to death. Her mother was mauled terribly by one of the frightened lions and as her father tried to rush to her aid, he was crushed to death by a falling tent pole. Fortunately, Peggy did not witness the horrifying incident, for if she had, she might never have recovered from the shock of it. When she learned what had happened, she suffered a mild state of shock and was sent to live with her bachelor uncle for a while, who was himself an old circus hand.
Apparently, her uncle had the right medicine for Peggy, for soon she was back with the circus and anxious to develop an act of her own. By the time she was twenty, she had become one of the finest performers in the history of the circus and had been given a beautiful young tiger named Raja to keep and train for herself.
She and Raja quickly grew into close friends and it wasn't long before Peggy and Raja were working together as smoothly as two ballet dancers. They were admired by all who worked in the circus and the old-timers were constantly awed by the control which Peggy seemed to have over the cat. It was obvious that the relationship between them had developed into one of deep understanding, trust and love.
Little did anyone truly understand the extent of their relationship, however. No one ever guessed that Peggy often slept with Raja in his cage, talking to him as though he were a human being, giving him love and affection and attention, just as she would have given it to a human male. No one really understood the incredibly deep knowledge that they had of each other. As they performed in the cage during big shows, audiences were amazed and shocked at the "chances" Peggy took with her big, ferocious-looking tiger. She and Raja worked together like a single organism, a single unit of flowing rhythms. Audiences everywhere were stunned and hypnotized by their fantastic ritual of pure, almost pagan, movements. To watch them perform together was to worship them, to fall in love with them. Peggy and Raja were-well-they were one.
It is easy to understand how Carlos must have fallen under the spell of their magic as he watched them for the first time. Carlos was new to the circus, taken on temporarily as a clown. Carlos had a beautiful bear named Blackie and the pair worked together in a clown act during a part of the show. But they were not stars, by any means. They did not have that special greatness, whatever it is, that makes stars.
As Carlos watched Peggy and Raja for the first time, we can well imagine the feelings of awe and admiration that must have swelled in his breast. It might be said that Carlos fell in love. But did Carlos fall in love with Peggy? Or did he fall in love with Peggy "and Raja, the single unit which danced and flowed and undulated in primitive animal motions inside the big gold cage? The answer to this question is revealed as Peggy continues her dramatic story. In this case history of bestiality, we see the relationship between Peggy and Carlos grow into something bizarre and uncontrollable, ending ultimately in an explosive and tragic climax.
"After Carlos and I had spent our bodies and our passions in our very passionate first sexual get-together, we drifted off into a deep, trancelike sleep on my bed. After a while, I had a terrifying dream in which a mounting conflict developed between Carlos and my tiger, Raja. I can't really remember the dream except for that awful feeling of highly charged emotion between Raja and Carlos and my being caught somewhere in the middle of it. I awoke with a strong urge to go immediately to Raja's cage and make sure that he was all right. Somehow, I was worried about him.
"Getting out of bed softly, so I wouldn't wake up Carlos, I slipped on my robe and slippers and quietly crept out of the wagon. I made my way in the darkness toward Raja's cage. It must have been around three or four in the morning and the circus grounds were deserted. It was chilly and I hurried to Raja's cage, knowing that it would be warm there with him.
"As Raja saw me approach, he greeted me with a little groan. I quickly opened the lock and entered. Raja was at my side right away, licking my hand with his huge wet tongue. We went to the opposite corner, where it was so dark that I knew we would not be seen by anyone if they should happen to pass near the cage. We both sat down in the corner, cuddling into one another like we often did.
"No one ever knew it, but many nights I would sneak to Raja's cage and sleep there with him nearly all night, returning to my tent before day break, before anyone else woke up.
"Raja purred into my face like a kitten and licked my mouth. I love the feel of Raja's big hot tongue on my face and mouth. I could tell he was in the mood for some love and affection and being close to him like that, feeling his breath steaming in my face and on my breasts, really got to me. I liked it. It got me hot, sexually. I knew Raja only too well and he knew me. He understood what we meant to each other. He knew that I would be un able to resist him and he knew, or seemed to know, how to make me go out of my mind with passion and lust for him.
"I snuggled deep into his thick fur, burrowing my way toward the thing I love most in life-Raja's great big penis. My hand grasped it as it still lay sheathed in its furry pouch. Raja turned just enough to give me more room to sink into him, to sink in between his strong, beautiful legs, wanting me to squeeze and caress his tiger cock, waiting for me to take his enormous black balls into my mouth.
"Gradually, his big prick began to swell and grow. Then I felt the very tip of it start to emerge from its soft house of fur. Tingles of excitement grew quickly in my stomach and bowels as I felt the tip slide out further and further, growing and swelling and bulging into the great shaft which I wanted so much. My face was between Raja's legs, lost in his masculine fur and I felt the steely muscles under his skin ripple and vibrate with his growing sexual lust for me. My hips were embraced by Raja's front legs as we lay there, my face lost in the flexing muscles of his groin and his tongue lapping rhythmically into my juicing cunt. He sure knew how to turn me on, I can tell you.
"Raja's black balls swung heavily into my cheeks and his sex organ was now fully extended. His hot, slick, throbbing tiger tool jumped and jerked in response to my finger as it slid along the slimy long shaft, from tip to balls. Parting my lips, I let my tongue slide out and lap over Raja's balls as they hung there in their big juicy sacks.
"Then I opened my mouth wider and let them plop heavily between my lips, filling the cavity of my mouth completely. I tasted the animal taste of his huge balls and smelled the musky smell of his body. I always got horny when I smelled the odors around his cock. I was always drawn into a kind of animal world of lust and sensuality and passion.
"My hand roamed all over his rear end. I felt his huge shaft bounce and twitch nervously, poked my finger into the pucker of his asshole, felt his rectum muscles squeeze and get tight around my finger as it wriggled around inside his ass. He seemed to love it. His tongue lapped deeper and juicier into my swelling pussy lips and this made me writhe in great physical pleasure. I couldn't get enough.
"I was getting hot fast and I didn't know how much more I could stand before blasting. Raja held me tightly in his front legs and was nuzzling into my dripping pussy with gusto, slurping and sucking at the sticky love juices which oozed out of my hot vagina. Giving up Raja's balls, I placed the tip of his jerking cock between my lips and flicked my tongue back and forth across it. Raja went wild with that and with a quick lurch of his body he shoved it suddenly, plunging it forcefully into my mouth. It was slick and slimy and I was drowned in an ocean of animal fluids and secretions, drinking them down, sucking them into my stomach. Raja's huge tiger cock was thicker than any human prick I had ever eaten before, but I was able to take all of its mass into my mouth because of the slick lubricating animal jellies which oozed from the head of his dick. Raja thrust it in deep, ramrodding his tiger tool into my throat like a jackhammer.
"Shortly, I sensed that we were both getting ready to shoot off. I felt the increasing tempo of Raja's hunches, felt the sudden swelling of his already bursting prod as he socked it to me, pumping his penis in and out, in and out, faster and faster, deeper and deeper into my throat. God, I thought I would choke. It was stretching my mouth to hell, ripping back and forth across my tongue, banging into the back of my throat. Then I knew it was about to happen. I could feel his jerking rod grow even harder and stiffer than it already was; it vibrated viciously. Then, with a final forceful stab, he rammed it hard into my mouth and let out a little growl. He was blasting and shooting thick hot wads of tiger come into my throat. God, I could taste it, taste the animal jelly that I loved so much. His sperm shot like hot bullets from the tip of his prod and spurted against the back of my throat so fast. I thought I would choke.
"As he kept pumping his boiling juices into me, I moaned and twisted as I began to shoot and give up my love juices to him. Raja was digging into my cunt lips with his wet tongue, jabbing his big nose again and again on my clit. He pinned me to him with his front paws as I moaned and wriggled in orgasm. His steaming mouth bobbed against my pussy and his tongue went deeper into my snatch, sending shivers of lust through my body. Then he had me pinned under his big body so I couldn't move. And his thick cat-tongue kept eating my drooling cunt, moving over my clit, then digging down into my love tunnel. He kept sliding it in and out furiously; then all shit broke loose as I blasted right into his furry face. I felt like a rocket blasting off from earth, I guess. I grabbed his balls and squeezed them, sucked them into my mouth again. Then I went back to his still dripping tiger shaft and drew it deep into my mouth. He was still squirting little drops of strange tasting semen and it made me almost pass out from the excitement I kept on coming into his face. I don't know how long it lasted, but it was great. Raja kept fucking my mouth with his throbbing dick, filling it with his hot sperm. And my exploding cunt kept on convulsing over his nose and tongue, releasing my own pussy creams which he loved so much."
In regards to the phenomenon of bestiality, one might go on asking the question: But why? And one just might always find the same answer: But why not? In this particular instance, that is, the case of Peggy and Raja, there seem to be four main reasons for the growth and development of bestial behavior.
First of all, Peggy was basically a sexual, sensual type of person by nature. She possessed a certain freedom of spirit, a certain wildness which allowed her to express her very strong, animalistic, physical passions. She was not a shy person. Indeed, she was a girl who was considered to be quite aggressive by most of the men who knew her well.
Secondly, Peggy had a peculiar psychological quirk, which was an outgrowth of the tragedy in which her father and mother had been killed. As was stated earlier, they had been tragically killed during a show when a pair of elephants stampeded through the tent. Peggy's mother had been mauled to death by her lions; Peggy's father, in trying to save his wife, was crushed to death when a tent pole fell on him in the chaos. There can be no doubt that this unfortunate experience left deep scars on Peggy's psyche. From the strictly psychological viewpoint, it may be seen as a classic case of morbid transformation, for in the sublimated form of her love for Raja, Peggy, unconsciously, was striving to work out her great sadness and loss, repressed and disguised though it was.
Thirdly, Peggy, in growing up around the circus, had been exposed to rough men, transients, circus performers and animals of all kinds-horses, elephants, lions, tigers, bears, dogs and so on. Many times she had seen the naked bodies of the men as they changed their costumes, or when they took their quick showers in the community shower stalls. Many times she had watched animals copulate with each other. All of these physical activities fascinated her and she developed an unbreakable fixation on the phallus. The penis of any large animal came to signify the joy of living, the bliss of physical animal passion.
Fourthly, Peggy and Raja had come to form a uniquely close and intimate relationship, an immensely strong bond of love and friendship and trust. Peggy had discovered, during months of training and close intimacy with Raja, that the more she lavished love and affection on him, the more cooperative and lovable he became. Needless to say, it can certainly be understood how such a trend would inevitably culminate in a sexual expression.
One may find numerous examples of bestial romances, love affairs between humans and lower animals, in man's history. Such affairs are not peculiar to any one culture. They may be found in all cultures, in every corner of the world. The more one looks, the more one becomes convinced of their legitimacy, for the term "normal" has meaning only insofar as we care to understand its validity in relationship with the term "frequency."
In his great and final work, Man and His Symbols, Jung tells us of man's erotic fascination with animals and describes this behavior as part of man's way to come to understand himself. I quote from Jung's work:
The Self is often symbolized as an animal, representing our instinctive nature and its connectedness with one's surroundings. Often the Self is represented as a helpful animal, a symbol of the psyche's instinctual basis. In fact, passion that goes beyond the natural measure of love ultimately aims at the mystery of becoming whole ...
Throughout man's history, as we examine his art, his literature, his religions, his mythologies, his heroes, we find an incredible number of examples which illustrate and document man's continuing love affair with the beasts of the world. For instance, all of us have been told of satyrs, those man-goat creatures of ancient Greek mythology. The satyr has sometimes been referred to as the lecherous woodland deity. Everywhere we turn, we run into animals which are human, or humans that are animal: centaurs, those blissful, lovely creatures which are part horse and part man; the minotaur, who is part man and part bull.
The old saying, "dog is man's best friend," may not be far from the truth in many ways. The statement undoubtedly has hidden significance for us; otherwise, why would the comment have been uttered in the first place. There seem to be more than just a few observable reasons that would make the claim a valid one. Look at our fascination with dog stories: Rin-tin-tin, Lassie, King (of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police) and the list continues. We love to see dogs fulfill our own hidden dreams. We imagine the dog-hero rushing to the rescue of the beautiful heroine. We imagine our selves exploring into the deep forests of uncharted territory, accompanied by our fearless canine companion. We weep crocodile tears as we watch in rapt silence the moving love story about a boy and a dog.
There are literally thousands of examples in man's history and imagination which betray his love and romance with the beasts of the fields, animals as living symbols in sublimated love-roles of heroes, lovers, saviors, gods and devils. Often these figures are symbolic of man's eternal striving to relate with the archetypes of his psyche. Jung describes a dream of a 47-year-old man:
I am on a platform and below me I see a huge, black, beautiful she-bear with a rough but well-groomed coat. She is standing on her hind legs and on a stone slab she is polishing a flat oval black stone, which becomes increasingly shiny. After a while, the she-bear turns into a fat, naked woman with black hair and dark, fiery eyes. I behave in an erotically provocative way toward her and she moves nearer in order to catch me. I get frightened and take refuge ...
Such a dream is simply another illustration of man's deep and profound connection with animals, his relation to them and the bearing which animals play on men's psyche. Greek mythology is full of animals who symbolize gods. Zeus, the father of the gods, often approaches a girl whom he desires in the form of an animal, such as a swan, a bull, or an eagle. We see him in the form of a large swan as he seduces and ravages Leda. Even in Christianity, animal symbolism plays a surprisingly great part. Three evangelists have animal emblems: St. Luke, the ox; St. Mark, the lion; and St. John, the eagle. Even Christ himself appears symbolically in the form of several animals-the lamb of God, the fish, the serpent on the cross, the lion, and in rare instances, the unicorn. Strong indications indeed that man, even the supreme personification of man in Christ, can no more dispense with his animal nature than with his higher spiritual nature. In itself, the animal is neither good nor evil; it is a piece of nature. All animals obey their instincts. These urges may often seem mysterious to us, but more and more we come to realize that the foundation of human behavior and human nature is instinct.
Peggy and Carlos, as we shall see, get involved in a relationship which at first seems to be sexually fulfilling. But fate introduces a bizarre twist of unexpected chaos and brings the episode to an ironic end, the second tragedy in Peggy's involvement with man and beast.
At this point, let us return to the story and pick it up at the point where Peggy and Raja have just finished indulging themselves in a blissful bestial encounter.
"After Raja and I had released our passions into each other, I lay there for a while with him, cuddled up warmly in his thick heavy warm fur. Then, being very quiet, I crept back to my wagon, where I expected to find Carlos still sleeping in my bed. But he was gone. I figured that he had awakened to find me gone and had decided to return to his own wagon. I flopped into bed, dreaming about Carlos and Raja. But mostly I dreamed of Raja, for I knew deep inside that I loved my big Raja more than anything else in the world. Raja and I were-well, we were special. We belonged to each other in a very special way.
"The next evening, very late, Carlos came to visit me again and he invited me to go to his wagon and meet his bear, Blackie. So I went, expecting to have a pleasant little chat for a few minutes, maybe drink a beer with Carlos. But it turned out to be one of the wildest nights of my life.
"As we entered Carlos's wagon, I saw Blackie loafing on the bed. Carlos, leading me by the hand, politely and gently introduced me to Blackie, who licked my hand in a very friendly way and grunted hello. Then he rolled over on his back and brazenly exposed his 'manhood.' God, it was the first time I had ever been so directly approached by a bear. And this bear was really hot, I could tell. I mean, when you see any penis on any animal stiff and jerking, you know he's hot. Right? I turned to Carlos and my mouth popped open in surprise to find him standing there with his fly unzipped and his big pecker swinging with a half hard on. Carlos smiled broadly and sexily, but didn't say anything. I was caught between two very enormous male pricks. I must confess, I kinda liked the feeling. Blackie reached out with his nose and poked it between the cheeks of my ass, startling me. At this, Carlos laughed and said, 'Oh, senorita, Blackie he must really like you. I can tell.' I had to laugh, also, because the two of them were just like little boys, full of sexy mischief.
"Carlos let his pants fall to the floor and kicked them off. He came over to me and embraced me in his arms, holding me tightly while Blackie nuzzled his nose further into the crevice of my cheeks and I could feel the steamy hot breath blowing from his nostrils right onto my asshole. And Carlos's cock was shoving up against my cunt, forcing itself inside the lips of my pussy so that the head was pushing and rubbing against my clitoris. That was all it took to melt me. I parted my panting lips, licking them with my moist tongue, indicating to Carlos that I hungered for his mouth.
"I got his mouth, hard and hot, smacking on my lips, sucking my tongue, pulling it like a vacuum into his mouth. The fluids from my mouth shot into Carlos's mouth and I could feel the movements of his throat and tongue as he drank my thick saliva down. Carlos's hands were pushing my panties down, down, down and then I felt the cool tip of Blackie's nose jam roughly into my ass, nosing in between my cheeks, homing in on my ass hole. His tongue began to lap and suck around the opening of my rectum and I could hear his wonderful Slurping noises as he drooled deliciously into my rear, while ill this had been going on, Carlos had undressed me completely, like a magician. And he stood in front of me, pressing his naked body up against mine while Blackie continued to thrust his tongue further into the center of my anus. It wouldn't be long before the bear would be plunging his long sexy tongue deep into my rectum.
"Carlos had pressed a hand hard up against my cunt and was squeezing the bulging nest gently. I moaned with pleasure as I felt his big middle finger ease slowly into the lips of my cunt, which was beginning to flow with hot, sticky, slippery juices. Deeper and deeper Carlos slid his broad finger into my cunt, while he twitched his thumb back and forth across my clit. Jesus, it sent me out of my mind when he did that. His middle finger was sliding deeper and deeper into my cunt, his thumb was rubbing around erotically over my clit, sending sparkles of pleasure throughout my nervous system and his hot lips were sucking madly on mine. I could feel his tongue working its way into my mouth, forcing and pushing itself without mercy into my throat.
"All at once, I began to rush towards an orgasm. I couldn't believe that it was happening so fast. I had only been there with Carlos and Blackie for six or seven minutes, but I was sinking into a screaming, raging orgasm. I moaned and tried to twist out of Carlos's arms. I wanted to stop the headlong speeding explosion, I wanted to delay it, I wasn't ready.
"I twisted and squirmed in Carlos's arms, but he clamped himself around me like steel. I was caught, struggling helplessly, a cornered animal trying to twist away from its captor. But, no matter what I did-push, shove, moan, gasp, kick, tremble, vibrate, convulse-nothing would re lease me from the clamp of Carlos's strong arms. His mouth was glued to mine by a strong suction. I couldn't pull away; I wasn't sure I wanted to pull away and yet I think I tried. But Carlos held on, holding me up and holding me still enough so that Blackie could dig more and more into my rear end. I felt Blackie's tongue hit dead center on my asshole. Then he lurched forward, pressing his nose right up against my quivering hole and darted his tongue inside my anus. God, shit! I couldn't stand it. I tried to scream, but Car los had his mouth sucking over mine and his tongue was buried somewhere deep in my throat, wiggling and jerking like a snake with its head cut off. I was going crazy. Carlos was finger-fucking me fast and furious. He knew what was happening to me. It was like magic. He prodded and pumped his big finger in and out of my pulsating cunt and massaged his thumb all over my erect and prong like clit. My cunt was flooded with syrupy, gooey oils; the feel of his thumb sliding and dancing over my clit was sensational and the feel of his big finger as it finger-fucked me like a jackhammer tore my senses. In and out of my front end Carlos pumped his finger in a steady fast rhythm; in and out of my mouth he darted and plunged and withdrew his juicy Latin tongue; in and out of my ass hole slid Blackie's hungry sensual tongue. And no matter that I twisted and squirmed, writhed and jerked; there was no escaping what was coming. And it was coming fast, now. I knew it. From all ends, it was coming at me-from my ass-from my mouth-from my screaming crotch ... I stiffened and a muffled scream arose from my throat. I was shooting-oh, shit-fuck-goddam!-shooting off. 'I'm coming!' I tried to scream. My legs shook and kicked at Carlos uncontrollably, my fingers dug into his beautiful brown back, my mouth and throat sucked and sucked on his tongue, gulping down the juices which he poured from his mouth into mine. His finger ramroded in and out of my cunt and I kept on coming and shooting. Cups of hot cream boiled and bubbled out of my pussy as I continued to orgasm. I even farted uncontrollably into Blackie's face as he sucked away on my throbbing anus, sucking all the lotions from my asshole.
"Gasping and moaning and almost sobbing hysterically with release, I began to wilt in Carlos's arms. I had never felt anything like that in my en tire life. Never had my young body been so beautifully ravaged by man and beast. I groaned and sobbed softly as Carlos laid me gently down onto the bed, next to Blackie. I felt Carlos's hot mouth push softly and gently up to my slit. His tongue tenderly probed into my pussy, licking and sucking up the still hot jellies which simmered within my swollen vulva. I drifted into the heavens. I was at peace with the universe. I needed nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I slept and dreamed peace fully.
"I awoke later to the hot, humid lapping of Blackie's tongue on my cunt lips. Carlos was lying next to me, fast asleep, but when I yawned, he turned gently and opened his eyes. He saw Blackie licking into my pussy and smiled. I could see his cock stiffen quickly at the sight and my heart skipped a couple of beats with excitement. I had had an explosive orgasm not long before, yet I was very passionate and ready for something else. Carlos had sent me to great heights of passion and physical pleasure and I was ready for a repeat performance of so thrilling and satisfying an experience.
"Impulsively, I said, 'Carlos, let's go visit Raja. You haven't met him yet. I want the two of you to be friends.' Carlos smiled and nodded in agreement; we slipped on our clothes loosely and crept out of the wagon quietly, leaving Blackie dozing on the bed. It was dark and cool outside and Carlos snuggled me under one arm as we walked silently toward Raja's cage.
"When we got there, Raja rose from his favorite corner and stalked over to the cage door. I opened the door and went in. Carlos was timid at first, but after Raja sniffed him a few times and licked his hand, I knew it would be okay. Finally Carlos and I and Raja were huddled in the darkest corner of the cage, cozy and warm like bugs in a rug.
"The smell of Raja-the stimulating musky animal aroma of his big muscular body-hung in the air and turned me on like crazy. I got so horny I reached over and groped Carlos's prick, which was as hard as a wooden beam.
"With my fingers curled around his stiff cock, I could feel it throbbing with anticipation, with the thrill of something unusual about to happen. Even Carlos's heartbeat was racing. And this made me even hotter. I had Carlos on my own playground now. And I got a thrill of knowing that I was in command this time. I was the boss and Carlos had to do what I said. I was hot with the feeling of power and lust and animal passion as I lowered my head and slipped Carlos's thick, swollen cock-head into my hot mouth.
"I tickled the head of his prick with my tongue as it slid further and further into my mouth, growing and bulging and flexing as it responded to the tricks of my snakelike tongue. I could taste the first little salty-sweet pearls of semen as Carlos got closer and closer to shooting off into my mouth. But I was determined to make this one last a little longer. I was going to make Carlos shoot the biggest load of his life right down my throat. I could hardly wait to feel the thick bursts of bullet-like wads bang hotly into my throat and flood my mouth with millions of sperm from Carlos's big heavy balls.
"While I sucked away on Carlos's jerking and jumping cock, I slipped my hips between Raja's rear legs. He got the hint. His enormous tiger-tool was already sliding out of its furry pouch. I guided his projectile toward the opening of my pussy lips and when he felt the tip of his huge prong centered just inside my cunt-lips, he hunched violently and shafted it deep into my vagina. I gasped with the sensation of Raja's giant tiger-rod stretching the walls of my cunt, jiggling inside my pussy.
"Slithering like a serpent in the hot boiling liquids of my contracting pussy-hole, Raja's big prod sent shivers of agonizingly beautiful pleasure into my bowels. Shivers of physical ecstasy shook me hard as Raja began to poke his long dick deeper and deeper into me. It felt like it was going to come up through my stomach, it was so thick and long and curving. The pointed head of it kept hit ting and jabbing at my insides, somewhere deep in my vagina and it began to create a feeling of consuming heat.
"Raja began to hunch and hunch, ramming his cock in and out of my bursting pussy. The walls of my cunt were stretched to the limits as the thick, club-like tiger-bone plugged and rammed with crazy animal passion. I was lying on my back on the floor of the cage as Raja squatted over my spread-eagled legs, ramming his trembling penis back and forth, hunching it in and out, in and out, harder and harder into my screaming burning cunt. I choked down the shriek of pain and delight and rapture which tore my body, gasping and groaning as Raja kept plunging his enormous pipe to me, faster and faster, harder and harder.
"I was clawing at Carlos, who was beating his meat right in front of my face. If he shot, his come would spurt hotly into my face. I opened my mouth and Carlos leaned forward and thrust his bursting cock deep into my throat. Then he pulled it out and looking down at me, smiled sexily. Suddenly, as Raja continued to pump his way to glory inside my scorching, boiling cunt, Carlos squatted over my face and lowered his ass right onto my mouth. This was a new experience for me. At first I was taken by surprise, but after a moment I knew I loved it. My tongue first felt of the little curly hairs which tufted around his puckered anus. I licked all around the outside of his hole, smelling the erotic odors of his ass as it pressed into my face.
"My mouth and lips began to suck on the vibrating little hole, hungering after the moist tangy oozes which were waiting to be sucked out of Carlos's rectum. I grew wild with raging animal-passion as I forced my tongue into the crevice of his tight asshole. I reached with my hands and grabbed Carlos's bouncing shaft, squeezing it hard. Little beads of slick oily semen bubbled out of the swollen head and I lathered the oily creams all over the long shaft with my hands as my tongue poked and jabbed deeper into Carlos's asshole. His balls swung and slapped me on the chin as Carlos let his entire weight rest on my face, forcing my tongue to thrust further into his ass.
"I wriggled and jerked in fantastic tidal waves of sexual passion as I sucked deep and hard on Carlos's shit-hole. I tasted the manly flavors of his body as they oozed down through his rectum and flowed like syrup into my mouth. I gulped them in, sucking and drinking down the thick fluids from Carlos's quivering anus.
"Suddenly, Carlos groaned loudly and I knew that he was probably getting close to shooting all over my breasts. But I wanted those creams to go off in my mouth. I wanted to feel them fire into my throat like mortar shells while Raja squirted my vagina with his searing tiger come. And I knew the great amounts of love jam that Raja could release in one ejaculation. I knew only too well that when Raja shot his load into me, it would explode like a volcano, like a tornado, flooding my womb and pussy canal with juices, like a fire hose quenching a raging fire.
"Carlos groaned again heavily. I pulled my mouth away quickly from his quivering asshole and slapped his hips sharply with my hands. This cooled him off just in time. Another moment and he would have shot hot come all over my stomach and tits. After a few seconds, I pulled his ass down on my mouth again and rammed my tongue into his asshole as deep as I could. He gasped and panted and moaned and I slapped the side of his legs hard, still thrusting my tongue in and out of his asshole. The muscles of his rectum squeezed around my tongue violently, hinting of a beginning ejaculation. I slapped Carlos again on his legs and buttocks and back and cooled him off just in time again. But I couldn't delay the fireworks much longer.
"I began to feel my own orgasm build inside. Then I knew it was building faster than I had figured it would. My body began to vibrate and writhe as Raja crept in closer between my legs, pinning me to the floor as he shoved his great cock straight into my cunt, bursting my pussy, stretching it and bouncing up and down on my clitoris. His tiger cock inside me was going like a heavy jackhammer, ramrodding the shit out of me. The next thing I knew I was screaming that I was coming, that I was blasting. I jerked and convulsed and then rammed my tongue into Carlos's ass. But Carlos pulled away and then shoved his big bursting rod into my mouth. I gasped and groaned loudly. My cries were muffled by the full shaft of Carlos's cock plunging into my throat. I heard Carlos begin to make little quick moans and they got faster and louder as he began fucking my mouth with his meat. I reached around and plugged a finger into Carlos's ass and that did it. I felt his already huge cock swell suddenly, the head stretching and bulging deep in my throat and I heard the gasps and pants from his lips get quicker and quicker.
"Then everything went red and white and yellow as the three of us stiffened in the beginnings of a shoot-off. 'I'm blasting!' I tried to scream as Car los exploded big wads of hot thick come into my throat. My body tried to arch under Raja's bulky muscular chest as I came. I felt Raja's big dick jerk violently inside my boiling pussy as he shot his steaming tiger-oils into me. I could feel the fierce squirts of his sperm juices as they blasted into my womb and at the same time I could feel the bullets of hot jellies bang down my throat as Carlos shot off in my mouth.
"After what seemed like an eternity of explosions and blasts of sex juices, the three of us fell exhausted, panting for breath, trying to recover from the ecstasy of the orgy.
But we didn't have long to rest. Carlos jerked up and gave out a frantic yelp. I jumped up, wondering what was wrong. By the time I had come to my senses, I saw Raja leap across the cage in a rage.
"I screamed, 'Raja! Raja!' but it was no use. Blackie, the bear, had wandered in through the cage door. We must have forgotten to lock it when we entered and Blackie, following our scent, had trailed us to Raja's cage and had managed to nudge the cage door open. Now, Raja was tearing him to shreds. Carlos and I stood there in shock, stark-naked, not having any comprehension of the moment until it was over.
"Before we knew it, a crowd of men were running and gathering around the cage. The violence between Raja and Blackie was over. Blackie lay dead under Raja's hulking, panting figure. Carlos and I were still standing in shock, naked. Somehow, we managed to get out of the cage without frightening Raja any further and that's all I re member. I think I must have collapsed just outside Raja's cage. When I regained consciousness, I asked to see Carlos, but someone told me that he had left without saying a word."
Fate is not always kind to us. But were it not for the foolish mistake of not securing Blackie somewhere away from the little orgy, everything would probably have come to a happy end. But man is not always the master of his future, certainly not in this case. Peggy was persuaded by her old uncle, with whom she had lived for a while after the death of her parents, to place herself under the care of a psychiatrist. It was decided that her future health required a careful recovery from the shock of the violence and the shock of "exposure."
Carlos was never heard from again. As far as I know, Peggy is still undergoing psychotherapy and psychoanalysis, where this incredible story came to light. We must not be too hasty in forming a moral judgment about Peggy. She was a girl full of animal passion and animal joy. She could not have gone on much further in her life and relationship with Raja without eventually being discovered.
Many Writers, philosophers and artists pose the two conflicting sides of man's psyche. On the one hand we see man as a highly cultural, highly re fined, conforming organism in terms of his behavior. On the other hand, we are, nevertheless, aware of the beast lurking within, the wild creature whose basic urges have been pressed, suppressed and repressed with layer upon layer of the veneer we so politely refer to as civilization.