Chapter 2
Alpha was trying to reach her spit-soaked panties again. His tongue stretched the material. To her disbelief Kathy found herself moving her ass up and down, pushing her hips forward to the animal. At the same time she was sliding one hand up to her tits, cupping her fingers around one of them and squeezing down hard. She was aroused, terribly aroused by the licking German shepherd. The slick, sloppy sounds of his tongue against her shorts and her thighs filled the room, mixing with the moans issuing from her throat.
"No-OHHHHUHHHHH!"
Alpha whimpered, moving his snout from side to side. The wet cotton pressed hard against her inner cuntlips. It forced them widely apart.
In the distance Kathy could hear the barking of other dogs. Did Alpha hear them? Did he care?
Kathy stretched out her hands, catching the dog's head in her hands.
She stared at him, tears welling up in her eyes. Was she the kind of woman people would make jokes about in the future? Was she no better than those sluts down in Tijuana who got on their hands and knees and let donkeys stick cocks in them?
The woman shoved him away. But Alpha wouldn't give up this easily, not after he'd come so far with her. Growling the big dog shoved on, his eyes slitting, his ears laid back.
"You can't, you just can't," she wailed.
How easily she'd been able to control him up to this point. Something had happened in the past few minutes. The positions of master and pet had changed radically. Kathy sucked in a ragged breath as Alpha opened his mouth wide and pressed those sharp front teeth into her fleshy thigh. He hadn't really bit her. He was just showing the panting woman who was boss.
"NO!"
Kathy clutched at her tits again. The animal pushed his broad shoulders against her thighs. She felt her legs being pushed apart, loved letting it happen. What did it matter any more? There was a tingly weakness all over her body, a weakness being stimulated by that wonderful dog. It was like the sensations she had just as she woke up after having those erotic dreams. They were strangely enough about Ken, although it was a Ken she'd never known. He was kind, considerate, good in the sack!
"Ohhhhh ! "
Alpha seemed to be going crazy. He gouged his claws against her white, shivering thighs and stuck his long nose up and down her furry, wet slit. She could see that her hot juice was wetting down the short fur around his nose. His nostrils glistened with it. His pink tongue lolled sloppily over her cunt, spreading those cuntlips apart. He touched her clit again and again, making the woman shriek with delight. Kathy had to stuff her fingers into her mouth to keep from crying out too loudly. The sloppy cotton crotch panel had twisted, pulled into a rope that fell to the side and exposed the swollen cuntlips. He was having at her now, licking without restraint at the glistening, tender cuntal surfaces.
"AHHHHHHH!"
It was so good, sooooo terribly, awfully good. Kathy stuck out one leg and fanned her toes. The excruciating tickle was getting worse. She knew she was building steadily toward orgasm. And yet the woman couldn't understand completely what was going on. She was coming, coming in the mouth of an animal! This was awful, terrible, something she should be horrified over.
But instead the woman was reeling with the hungry need to increase the stimulation of his tongue over her pussy. If only his tongue were harder, longer, stiffer. Then it would be a dick, a cock-like thing that would bring her off in a second.
The phone suddenly rang. Kathy stiffened, kicking the animal away. She was dizzy, hardly able to crawl to the receiver. Alpha lunged over her back again, diving his head between her legs again. Her panties were pulled into a tangled rope between her asscheeks. The dog wet her there, nipping her flesh teasingly. Kathy was crawling for all she was worth, groaning, kicking back at the dog. She dragged herself forward on her belly, her cunt almost completely exposed. The dog moved again, shoving part of his black muzzle into her pussy slit.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Kathy kicked back again, drawing herself up onto the sofa and taking the phone off the cradle. Maybe it was Patty needing help, her daughter needing ..
"Hey baby, you didn't have to hang up on me before. What's the matter, had an orgasm?"
Oh God, it was him again! And this time she didn't have what few defenses she normally had.
"No, stop!"
Surely he could tell something was up from the raspy, breathless tone of her voice.
"Yeah, yeah, you really dig this, fucking, gonna suck your cunt, put my mouth on those hot lips and suck 'til you ain't got no juice left."
Alpha took advantage of the call and forced her thighs apart again. He was pressing the sloppy folds of her pussy back to give himself room to lick at her dripping clit. Alpha wiggled his nose against the mouth of her pussy. Kathy sucked a deep breath in and collapsed backward on the sofa, her thighs spread helplessly for the dog. She could no more stop him now than she could hang up. She was ashamed about these sensations. But, oh, what a wild combination this was ... those hot words and the dog's tongue.
"You still there, babe? You wanna take my dick up your cunt and milk it? Baby, it's gonna feel real nice havin' my balls drag over your snatch."
She raised her knees, letting them fall farther apart. The dog yipped with delight and scooted forward. His tongue licked over her clit. The sound of that tiny nub being pressed down into her swollen cuntlips made her gasp with excitement. That man was breathing hard into the phone.
"Yeah, suck that cunt so hard you'll think half your guts are comin' out. Then back to my dick. Baby, I'm gonna make you suck that dick, make you give head. You ever give head?"
"Noooooo!"
Kathy felt the dog pushing his tongue inside her cunt. It was as if he were searching for something. What did he think was inside her body?
What could a stupid animal know?
"Yeah, gonna watch them cheeks puff out while I drive my dick down your throat. Maybe I'll let you take my jizz. I can come lots of times in a night. You ever swallow cum, baby? Ever have that white stuff splash down your throat?"
Kathy started moving her ass up and down fast against the steady, wet rubbing of Alpha's mouth. She couldn't keep her body still. She tilted her hips as far to one side as they would go, then moved it back the other way. Her glistening cuntal flesh stretched, opening more and more secret hollows to the dog's nipping fangs. That familiar voice driving her half mad along with the dog's attentions. Justin Shoenrach, her husband's best friend. Why did his face come in front of her?
"And I bet I can make you come as many times as I do. After we get over the first time you're gonna buck and hunch up against me, beggin' me for more dickmeat."
"No, no, no," she panted.
"And you ain't gonna know when I come. It may be tonight, a week from now, you won't know. But when I get there, baby, you'll know."
"Oh no, NO!"
The voice slipped from her mind as the phone slid from her shoulder.
His voice sounded far away, as if it were coming out of a tunnel.
Kathy groaned and heaved her ass wildly as the growing orgasm peaked.
She knew the man could hear her groaning and carrying on. But there was no way she could keep quiet. She was dimly aware of the squawking phone as the full power of the spasms exploded over her.
"AHHHUHHH!"
What was she letting happen? She was coming, actually reaching orgasm with the big dog under her. Her bare feet slammed against the floor while her fingers raked the dog's thick coat of fur. Her ass pranced on the sofa while her head rolled over the back cushion. Yes, oh yes, it was wonderfully good. While the firestorm of lust raged over her climaxing pussy Kathy jerked and bucked, loving the sensation of Alpha's teeth nipping along her cuntlips. He was still licking deep into her tight, hot hole. She could feel his spit dripping down her thighs and ass.
"OH!"
The receiver tumbled off the couch cushions and hit the floor. That voice was so far away now. But his words had gotten to her. The words and the sex-hungry animal and her naked, spit-smeared skin had all gotten to her. She was coming hard. Each hot, delicious sting of lust made her whimper madly through her nose. She was like the animal, whimpering through her flared nostrils as he was. She whipped her slim hips back and forth against those dripping, cunt-chewing jaws.
"Fuck ... uhhhhhohhh fuck ... "
She even thought of Ken. It wasn't his face so much as it was his body, his cock. It would be wonderful to have a stiff, long, thick cock in her. It seemed so natural, so right. Why was she having such a hard time adjusting herself to that fact?
Alpha was growling lustily, wiggling his mouth back and forth. He kept licking until she couldn't take much more. Images of Ken were taking over her mind now. She'd divorced that son-of-a-bitch, and now she couldn't keep her damned mind off him.
Well, it was just the fact he was a man, that was all. Any man would do at this point, even that strange creep phoning her.
"Ohhhhh!"
Now in her imagination she saw a faceless man straddling her, a ten-inch prong sticking out of a hairy groin, its dark, cum-dripping tip inches from her face while his balls tightened and pressed hard against his dickroot. Yes, it was that man, going to force her to blow him, then take his cock between her legs and fuck the shit out of both herself and him!
"Damn, damn!"
Kathy curled her fingers, digging the nails into her sweaty palms.
There was no Ken, no man, no anything except the growling animal still between her legs! That was all left to her ... a dog, a damned dog!
Groaning with horror Kathy slid from the couch, kicking the receiver in frustration. A steady whining sound came from the receiver, indicating the man had given up and rung off.
Kathy walked to the bathroom holding her head with Alpha behind her nipping her heels. She had recovered enough to overpower the animal, kicking him with more purpose than before. Alpha realized this and retreated, deciding to wait for a better time.
"What's going on with me?" the woman asked, skinning off her halter and briefs once the bathroom door was closed and carefully locked. She stood against the shower stall, staring at her naked body in the full-length door mirror. She certainly was attractive, tall, long-legged, smooth skinned with those petite features women of French descent had. Her long blonde hair curled around her thin shoulders, still gleaming with youthful luster. Her thighs, belly and tits were still firm while her waist remained tiny. Yes, she had a better body than most teenagers. With all that going for her why had she let the animal do this to her? Peering down at the wet, tangled blonde cuntal thicket between her legs Kathy felt sick to her stomach. Oh, she'd done a terrible, vile thing. Step inside, wash it all off, she thought.
Bending down, the woman turned on the water, twisting the nozzle and letting the shower water splatter hard against her naked body. She soaped herself down again and again, hoping she could wash away the memory of what had happened along with her cuntal juices and Alpha's spit.
Minutes passed. At times Kathy thought she could hear the phone ringing or hear Alpha scratching madly at the bathroom door. What was her life turning into? Surely she could stop this madness before anyone really got hurt. Tomorrow she'd have, to go the phone company and get her number changed. Patty would howl, especially because she spent hours on the phone. But surely she'd understand the reason for changing numbers when the problem was laid out to her.
"Oh, that damned dog!" she whispered to herself, toweling off and standing nervously by the door. Would he attack her when she opened it and scurried to her bedroom? Slipping the sheer white nylon gown over her shoulders the woman bit her lip, twisting the doorknob slowly.
He was gone! Kathy sighed in relief. She flipped off the bathroom light and padded into the living room. The receiver still lay on the floor, a whirring sound coming from it now. Carefully Kathy replaced it back in the cradle, praying to God that pervert wouldn't call again. It was getting late. Glancing at her watch she saw it was nearly midnight! Surely Patty should be coming in ... that was when she set the curfew. After that it was anyone's guess as to what teenagers did. She wasn't going to have her daughter coming home swellbellied.
"Alpha!"
The German shepherd was standing in the doorway again, his tail up in the air, his dark pink tongue hanging out the corner of his mouth. No, no, she couldn't face another session with that wild animal. Tripping over the phone cord Kathy regained her balance and rushed past the growling dog. He would have to satisfy himself some other way.
Slamming the bedroom door shut, the frantic woman moved one of the heavy high-backed chairs against the knob. She leaned against the front wall, her eyes closed, trying to catch her breath. God in heaven, she had felt a strange tingle as soon as that damned animal popped into sight.
"Oh, oh, OH!" she cried, sinking to her knees, burying her face in her hands as tears spilled over onto her cheeks. It was terrible, awful what was happening to her. She was turning into a first-class slut, a whore, a woman whose sexual appetites sank to the gutter! Rocking back and forth Kathy dug her fingernails into her scalp, praying God her daughter wouldn't inherit the same powerful drives that now were ruining her.
* But the woman's prayer was in vain. Some ten miles away Patty was struggling in the front seat of a '69 white Ford Mustang.
"Come on, Patty, no one's gonna see us," Jack Brailsford said, his hand slipping back under her low-cut blouse.
"Are you kidding? We're in the middle of Westwood," the girl said, shoving the high-school football player back a third time. They had seen a nine-o'clock movie at the Fox Theatre, and Jack then suggested they smoke a little pot in a secluded grove behind the Veteran Cemetery on Veteran Drive.
"Come on, nobody's around ... except the dead ones," he chuckled, taking another hit on his joint. The smell of burning marijuana made Patty's head spin. She hadn't taken much pot in school or behind the house. What she had smoked had done strange things to her. Even now she was going through the motions of shoving the insistent handsome young stud away. She was really eager to take him on even though her mother had warned her repeatedly about doing "it" with boys.
"I ... I'm not going to let some guy take advantage of me, then get me knocked up and leave me alone," Patty said firmly, pinching the young teen's arm. "Now are you going to drive me home or am I going to have to get out and phone my mom? If she hears from me you know she's gonna call your folks, and ... "
The implication was clear. Jack took another drag, then flipped out the tip.
"Yeah, yeah, I got the picture. You just don't have what it takes. You don't know what the hell to do anyways," he grumbled, moving away from her and fishing in his pockets for his keys.
"I do too," Patty said, feeling stung. She knew as much as most of the girls at school-maybe more. But she wasn't going to let some man stick his thing in her and leave her pregnant.
"Yeah, well, if you know so much you wouldn't be afraid to ... "
Jack let his voice trail off, shoving the key into the ignition and starting the car. Patty settled back into the seat, her lower lip stuck out in a pout. She was hot ... hot enough to throw away her mother's well-meaning warning and let Jack do what he wanted. But how could she be sure she wouldn't get knocked up ... wouldn't come home with news that would get her thrown out into the streets?
"Where are we going?
Patty realized they were heading around the cemetery toward UCLA.
There were, hardly any homes or businesses along the way.
"Gonna see just how much you know."
In the dark the girl could almost see Jack smiling smugly. The green lights of the dashboard illuminated his hands, arms and lap. It was his crotch that caught Patty's attention at once. She could tell he was hard. And just at that point Jack moved one hand down from the steering wheel and grabbed onto the zipper tab.
"Don't!"
Patty felt panic as she heard the sound of Jack's zipper sliding down the double row of teeth. She didn't say a word as he pulled his pants open, freeing his cock.
"Stop the car right now and let me out!" she gasped, feeling sweat breaking out all over her body.
"Okay, right here?"
Jack stopped the car and chuckled. They were in the middle of nowhere.
It was dark. Patty was frightened. He had her where he wanted her, trapped in his car, his fat dick sticking straight out of his Levi's!