Chapter 1
"Then I'm gonna eat out your pussy, baby ... gonna stick my tongue up your tight little cunt and work it around 'til you snap your legs around my head."
"What? Who is this?"
Kathy Parker stood in the darkened hallway, her legs shaking as the receiver rested hotly against her ear. The dirty phone call was the second that week. And the raspy voice at the other end sounded as if it belonged to the same man.
"I wanna do real nice things to your body,"..the voice went on. She could hear his uneven breathing. She squeezed the receiver in her damp palm. Kathy knew she should hang up and call the police again. But something inside her made her hang on and listen to what he was saying.
"Listen, if you keep this up ..."
"Hey, baby, I'm already up. Man, I'm workin' my fingers around a nice long hard dick-ohhhh yeahhhh," he sighed brokenly. "A hot, hard cock, ready to slide right up between your legs into your pussy."
Kathy flushed. Her hand trembled. The woman had to lean against the wall for support. Thank God her daughter wasn't around to see this. Of course, she would have immediately hung up if that were the case. But Patty was out having fun, the kind of fun Kathy had always wanted but never had. Oh, how sometimes she resented her daughter and her ways! Relations had been strained between them lately, especially concerning her dating habits. "Mating habits" were what Kathy called them the last time.
"I'm gonna eat those pretty tits until you start moanin' like some bitch in heat."
Kathy felt dizzy with heat. She panted hard, felt herself swaying drunkenly back and forth as the voice droned on.. How strange it was-and yet that voice, how familiar!
"No, I don't want to hear what you've got to say any more!"
"Then why don't you hang up?" The voice chuckled. "No, baby, you dig this ... I mean, really dig dirty calls. But chick, you're gonna dig the real thing when I come over soon and take care of that hot cunt of yours.
"You ... you animal!"
Kathy trembled, feeling so high she thought she was going to pass out.
Twice she made the move to put the receiver back in the cradle. But her muscles wouldn't seem to move like she wanted them to.
"Yeah, and that's what you dig, right? Man, I'm gonna fuck you ... I mean really fuck you."
Kathy felt her heart pounding in her chest. Her cunt flooded hot juice out.
"... real slow. That's how I like to do it. I'll even let you put it in. You ever put a cock in your hole? You ever touch it when it slips in?"
"Oh!"
Kathy couldn't believe the turn the conversation had taken. He was getting really vile now.
"My cock's dark at the tip ... real dark and big. You'll feel it when it slides in 'cause it'll stretch you like you ain't never been stretched before. I'm gonna fuck you 'til you squirm and cry ... "
"No, no, never!"
"Bet I can make you come twice," the man said, laughing softly.
"I'm hanging up now," she warned, gulping in lungfuls of air. She'd heard that man before ... but where? "And when I come over and fuck you, you ain't gonna be the same woman.
Baby, when you're finally able to walk you ain't never gonna want a cock that ain't as big and fat as mine."
That was enough! Somehow Kathy managed to move around and hang up the phone. She stood in the dark, one hand on her chest while her pussy felt as if it were swollen open. Oh God, what was happening to her? She was a mature woman, over thirty-three with a teenage daughter. Of course she was divorced. But did that mean she'd hop into bed with the first good-looking man who came around? Or in this case, phoned? And how did she know he was good-looking, or even young? He probably was some old pot-bellied pervert who got her number from the book.
"Oh!"
She was so hot ... so terribly, terribly hot from that phone call.
Life was miserable enough without having this itchy ache throbbing between her legs. Kathy was having trouble with her daughter. Even at school Patty was giving her instructors a hard time by flirting openly in class. Kathy was afraid her daughter would come home one day with a long face, set her books down on the kitchen table, then announce she was pregnant. Oh, how that would make her sick.
Kathy put one hand up to her burning forehead and stumbled toward the big living room. That was how she'd trapped herself into marriage ... her and Ken. What a disaster that had been! Married at eighteen, divorced at twenty-nine and forced to raise a daughter by herself. Of course Ken didn't even bother helping with child-support payments let alone any kind of physical aid. He was always too busy dreaming about the "big deal" of his life, the deal that had always kept them in the red. Thank God for her job at the hospital as a ward secretary! That plus a small inheritance from her mother and father had kept the two of them going fairly well for the past few years.
"GOD!"
Kathy felt she needed a drink ... some vodka to sooth her frazzled nerves. Those phone calls started this week. At first the woman didn't think it would matter having someone calling her names. But whoever this was struck a nervous chord in her soul, one that made her hair stand on end every time the phone rang.
Nervously the woman poured the clear liquor over ice, bringing the tall glass to her lips. Oh, how good it was to feel the burning sensation in her throat and belly! That would ease the pain and excitement gnawing at her cunt. Of course, Kathy had thought about singles clubs, even going out with some of her girl friends at the hospital and meeting men at bars.
But then she thought of Patty, of the responsibility she had in raising a teenaged daughter. No, she couldn't feel as if she were tramping around while her daughter was running wild in the streets. As it was, it was hard to reign in the perky blonde girl.
"Ohhhhhh!"
That sensation between her legs wasn't going away no matter how much vodka she'd downed. Of course; Kathy wasn't surprised she felt like this. It had been three years since she'd gone to bed with a man. With Patty around it was just too complicated, too embarrassing, too ... awkward. And besides, sex for her had been to this point only mediocre. Ken was never terrific in bed. Why should she take a chance on another man and find out he was the same way?
Still, how could she get rid of that irritating electric spark sputtering over her clit?
"Who is that?" she snapped suddenly, hearing soft padding sounds down the hall. Two lights barely illuminated the cavernous living room. A shape slid through the doorway. Kathy relaxed. It was only Alpha, their four-year-old male German shepherd the woman had bought for protection. "Good boy," she slurred a little drunkenly, bending down and petting him between his pointed ears, then stumbling a little drunkenly to the couch. It was so warm and close in the room! It had been a very hot August in Los Angeles. Even tonight the air outside seemed to hang stuffily around the city. To save money Kathy hadn't bothered putting on the air conditioning, although the thought occurred to her now to do it. But first she'd finish her drink.
"Good boy, good," she murmured absently, taking another long swig. She was wearing only a brief halter and pair of shorts. It felt so good rubbing her legs against one another like that. It even stimulated the feeling pulsing between her legs.
"Uhhhhhh !"
Her breathing was becoming shallow and hot through her flared nostrils. Could she bring herself to masturbate? That was an act Kathy always had trouble with, ever since her mother had caught her that time in the bedroom playing with herself. She'd been shamed in front of the family, then slapped nearly unconscious for doing such a "filthy thing." Since that terrible time the woman hadn't ever been comfortable touching herself. But tonight seemed to be one of those rare exceptions when masturbation would be preferable to suffering.
"Oh, what are you doing?"
Suddenly it dawned on Kathy that Alpha was becoming friendly-perhaps a bit too friendly. He was rubbing his sides against her legs, then twisting his head around and licking the soft spot behind each knee.
That rough, hot wet touch made her heart skip a beat. Kathy squirmed uneasily on the couch, taking another drink and moving away from the whining German shepherd.
Alpha tilted his head curiously, his dark-brown eyes sparkling in the dim light. The fur around his neck bristled out while his tail swished back and forth jerkily. There was something in the way he stared at her that told the woman he knew she was hot. Could he smell her? Could he tell her cunt was so hot, so mushy that it was dripping with juice, bursting apart at the seams like some over-ripe piece of fruit?
Kathy pushed her knees together and-stopped her undulating movements.
Her body was telling the animal something she didn't want him to know.
"Back, boy, back."
But Alpha seemed to have a mind of his own at this point. He was lapping at her ankles, then moving down and growling as he tore the sandals from her feet.
"Ohhhhh ! "
Kathy giggled drunkenly as she felt his tongue lap along her toes and the soles of her feet. She kicked playfully at the dog, nearly knocking her drink over.
"Stop it, stop it, Alpha," she whispered. That licking was making her more excited than before. She had to stop the animal before this got out of hand.
Kathy got up, deciding to go to the bedroom. There she'd lie alone and touch herself, thinking about cock, thinking maybe about that man who kept calling her up and telling her he was going to fuck her.
"No!"
Alpha was following her, making muted growling noises in his throat.
He nosed between her moving legs, nearly toppling the woman. She slapped downward, beginning to feel a little nervous about what was going on.
Kathy was halfway down the hall when she felt his nose slide between her moving thighs and bump the underside of her cuntal mound. Things had gone too far. The drink slipped from her hands, crashing onto the hallway carpeting. The ice tumbled out onto the rug while the glass rolled against the wall.
He was touching her with his tongue, lapping wildly at her calves and ankles. Enough was enough! He had to be taught a lesson. Kathy tried to kick at him. But he slid easily behind her.
"Damn!"
Kathy felt his hot breath on the inner surfaces of her thighs. She felt giddy and blamed it on the vodka. Was it the dog that was making her more and more excited sexually?" No, that was impossible! That sort of thing was what dirty jokes and movies were made of. Something was wrong with the dog. Maybe she'd forgotten to feed him or change his water. Kathy made a mental note to take him to the vet tomorrow for an examination.
"OHHH, GET AWAY!"
He was more insistent now. The darkened hallway whirled around her.
The woman stumbled, down the hall, finding herself suddenly trapped in a corner. He was licking her now, licking the woman's knees, then wetting her ankles with that swathing tongue. Oh, it felt ... felt so damned good! Kathy couldn't turn to face him.
It was awful! She had to get away from him. But his growling and snapping terrified her. It was obvious the animal didn't want her going into the bedroom. The living room! It was the only way out.
Maybe she could sneak outside. There would be fresh air there, something to clear her head with until Alpha calmed down.
The German shepherd's nose pushed hotly against her cuntal mound again. She felt the soft cotton of her briefs being pressed up between her puffy cuntlips.
"Alpha ... ohhhhh!"
Why was she shaking so? The swelling, whirling ball of sexual hunger in her belly made her pant as frantically as the dog. Kathy grasped frantically at the wall, working her way back to the living room.
Already the material pressing against her pussy was soaked with doggie spit.
"This is horrible!" she gasped, her words sounding so small in that empty house. She could smell herself and wondered if the animal did as well. Of course he did ... and could probably taste her through her dampened shorts. That was what was turning him on.
"Bad dog, bad!"
But Alpha didn't care what she said. She felt the dampened cotton being stretched away from her body, felt the surface of the dog's hot tongue graze one exposed cuntlip. Gasping from the wild tickle created by that touch Kathy shoved her hands down to cover her exposed cunt.
The animal licked her fingers, nuzzling them while whining.
"Oh, what's happening to me? What's happening here?"
Kathy kicked the dog in the face, sending him scurrying away temporarily to a corner. She was safe at least for a few minutes. At the doorway, the woman realized Alpha was directly behind her.
"AHHHHHHH!"
The touch of his tongue as it peeled her cuntlips apart nearly brought her to her knees. Alpha growled low in his throat, bracing his paws on the carpet as he shoved up and in. Her knees shook, bending dangerously as the room swirled around her. What was she letting happen to her? He was only a dog, a Goddamned animal! She'd never heard of anything like this happening. Well, there were lots of jokes about this sort of thing. And in Mexico Kathy had heard about some women who fucked dogs and even donkeys for money. That was something else, however. They did it for money. But here ... "Get AWAY!"
Alpha pressed harder. She felt her asscheeks tight against the wall.
Kathy couldn't pull away from him. She couldn't make him stop. The strength she had earlier seemed drained to a secret spot.
"No!"
Somehow she'd managed to break away again and run into the huge front room. She was panicked now, feeling hunted. Alpha padded after her.
Yes, German shepherds were supposed to be highly intelligent dogs.
This particular one was supposed to be part wolf as well. She'd seen Alpha once in a barking fit when a couple of vagrants tried to break in nearly a year ago. She remembered how his fangs were bared and how he nearly tore the throat out of one of the men. She remembered this now as the dog closed his teeth on her, nipping at her ankle. He hadn't really bit, but the sharp brush of his teeth there made her choke with fear.
Kathy stumbled, then fell, sliding across the floor. It was what Alpha wanted. He pounced, his paws landing on her thighs. He nuzzled at her ass. Kathy was panicking now, her eyes widening while her mouth opened to let out a muffled shriek. No, she couldn't scream. How could she explain this to the neighbors, who undoubtedly would come running over? How could she explain to them how things had gotten too far with the dog? They shouldn't have even begun! She'd never be able to stare them in the eyes again. And what would Patty say?
"Away, get away!"
It was useless! Kathy turned on her back, clamping her thighs together as he nuzzled her. The woman chilled as she stared at him. He seemed to know what was going on. The thought that he possessed the slightest bit of intelligence frightened her.
"No, no," she murmured to herself.
Alpha ignored her protests and started licking her again. Her halter had nearly slipped off her tits.
"Oh God, please ... "
Please what? Did she really want the animal off her? That terrible, urgent itch was getting worse. Maybe the dog would take care of it for her. Ohhh, how good it was feeling his tongue licking across her navel, then up to her tits! For an instant Kathy considered taking off her halter and letting him lap at her stiffening nipples. That was the one thing Ken was good at ... tit play. Oh, how she loved it when he cupped his mouth around her nipples and sucked hard while fingering her pussy! It was the only thing he seemed to do right.
"Mmmmmm!"
Her cunt ached from the tension of sexual lust she'd felt for the past few months. And what was wrong with this anyway? It was just friction ... only the rubbing of one wet surface against another. She couldn't be expected to do nothing while the animal was licking her off, could she? Of course it was a dog's mouth, an animal servicing her when she couldn't bring herself around to get a man. That was the sad, sick part. She couldn't find the nerve to go out and get a man, yet she thought nothing of spreading her legs for an animal!
Those questions faded as Alpha pushed lightly between her thighs and whined.
"Oh, please ... don't!"
Alpha was licking up higher, coating her inner thighs with doggie spit. Kathy looked heavy-lidded at him, wondering where this would end. Could she actually go through with having him lick her off to ... climax? The thought made her giddy.