Chapter 13
Brutus came bounding in the bedroom when she opened up the double doors, and so did Dandy.
"Look at them, aren't they wonderful?" Lila smiled. "You can trust them so much more than humans. I've found that out through bitter experience."
"So have I," Donna admitted.
"Tell me about this good for nothing who took you out of college?"
"Well, he's real good looking."
"They always are," Lila laughed, "Men usually are misled by appearances-go on-he's probably been spoiled rotten, has a mean, nasty temper, drinks, and doesn't want to work."
"Have you got ESP or something? That sounds like a thumbnail sketch of Charlie."
"Well, I've known a lot of Charlie-come latelys, and they're all the same. They're cut of the same pattern, and they fit in the same mold. They're good fuckers, and they know how to please a woman in bed. Real tongue artists, and what they won't lick isn't worth mentioning, but damnit all to hell, they're so undependable, and they will never work."
And then a thought flashed through Donna's mind. Was Charlie really fitting into a pattern Lila La Marr was very familiar with, or was she trying to put the Lez-hooks into her for a big love affair? This, she couldn't answer, not yet, anyway.
"You'll love switching dogs," Lila smiled, "I think fucking with someone else's dog is fabulous. Each dog has his own style of fucking. Was your dog sent to one of those canine training schools?"
"Not to my knowledge," Donna said, "but I must say, he seems to instinctively know what to do."
"Isn't that wonderful-over here Dandythat's the boy." She patted her vagina, and Dandy came over. He bent over and sniffed, no doubt wondering where all the hair had gone. But, he didn't know he was sniffing the special shaved pussy of Miss Lila La Marr, movie star-or at least ex-movie star.
"Now, look at Brutus," Donna cried, as Brutus came over to her, and pressed his paws down on her shoulders, getting himself in line for the big thrust.
Donna reached down, and guided his penis into her. At the same time, Lila was guiding Dandy's huge pecker-head into her gash.
"Watch in the wall mirror," Lila smiled proudly. Donna turned, and sure enough-there they were, two women, and two stud dogs going to town.
"Fuck it, Dandy, fuck it!"
Brutus drove himself in with strong, hard thrusts. "Give it to her, Brutus, baby," Lila called out, smiling as she saw how talented her dog was in this type of thing.
"I can tell Dandy's been to a Canine Training School," she smiled happily. "He has technique."
It would appear that both Brutus and Dandy conceivably could have gone to the same school for as they thrust their huge dog-dongs into the women, they both let their jaws hang slack, their tongues slip out of the side of their mouths, and they fucked with impressive rapid-fire force.
"Oh, Brutus, baby, give me your cock. I want it all up there, lover," Donna cried in a passionate display.
Not to be upstaged, Lila moaned, "Dandy, fuck-fuck Lila's pussy, honey-and I'll give you a nice big, juicy steak." Dandy seemed to drive faster when he heard Lila's promise.
The two of them watched each other getting it in the mirrors. And it increased their sensuous delight.
"Look how I can get my pussy to climb his shaft," Lila smiled proudly, as she threw her pelvis high to meet Dandy's prick.
"Good for you," Donna smiled, trying to accomplish the same exciting feat. But the dogs wouldn't delay their orgasm. They both began thrusting faster, and Donna knew it would be a matter of seconds before Brutus got his gun off. As the dog came closer, she could tell Lila had practically perfumed him he smelled so good.
"Ohhh, ahhh, Dandy's shooting," she gasped, clutching at the dog as it came inside her.
As if Brutus would not be outdone, he came a second or two later, in a pulsating spasm of white, hot sperm.
"Golly, he's a great dog," Lila moaned, as she continued milking him.
Both dogs pulled out, with their penises dripping cum all over the bedclothes, and on the floor.
"Brutus," she complained, "How many times have I told you to wait until I can wipe off your prick."
"I tell Dandy the same thing, but he won't listen."
"Dogs can be difficult," she replied.
"Aren't you going to give Dandy that steak?" Donna questioned her.
Scratching her hair, she smiled, "Well, he forfeited his steak, jumping off the bed before we could wipe the cum off."
"Alright," Donna laughed.
"Why don't we have something to eat?" she suggested, "You must be starved."
"Well, I am a little hungry," Donna admitted. But, when she saw all the food in Lila's big yellow refrigerator in her ultra modern, white and yellow kitchen, she knew very well that Lila must practice restraint or she'd never have the beautiful figure that she definitely did have.
After the two women had eaten, Lila suggested something.
"Honey, would you like to give me the two-way fuck?"
"Sure, but what is it?"
"Come into the bedroom. I'll show you." But the dogs wouldn't leave them alone.
"Alright, alright, Brutus-alright, Dandy," she laughed, and then opening two cans of dog food she placed it before them. The dogs ate greedily, and we left them to go back to the bedroom.
Lila took out a double pronged dildo. Holding it up, she explained, "One cock for the ass, one for the cunt-how about that?"
"I never saw one of those things before."
"There are many things you have never seen before," Lila smiled. "This, apparently is but one of them."
"You want me to use it on you?"
"I wish you would, luv-you look like you could give little old Lila some good, solid thrusts."
"I think I can," she smiled, taking the dildo and strapping it on herself. And then, she mounted Lila who was spreading herself so her anus was available, as well as her vagina.
"This is quite a trick to operate," Donna complained a little bit.
"No, it isn't honey-here let Lila help you."
Reaching down, Lila got a good grip on the penis head, and then drove it up there, up both holes.
When Donna drove it to her, she got a charge out of the wild expressions of sexual delight, and erotic ecstasy that would constantly sweep across Lila's face.
"Fuck me," Lila demanded, "Give it to me! Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, please fuck me."
As if lust-crazed, and compulsively driven, Lila La Marr clung to Donna's beautiful body, as Donna pumped it to her anus, and to her vagina at the same time.
"Now, you're fuckin'," she gasped, "That's it, baby! Fuck-fuck my asshole. Shove it up my cunt! Ohhh, ahhh, you're riding me, honey-you're riding me!"
And to Donna's surprise, she was beginning to understand the male psyche better just by being in this position. She drove it with savage ferocity, feeling the pleasure of being the dominant person in the sex act.
"Now, baby, fuck it," she groaned in delight, as she saw how much it turned Lila La Marr on.
"Yes, Donna," she panted, pushing up, and then stroking her back, letting her hands follow the swell of her buttocks, and then gripping her there tightly.
But both women couldn't continue this for long. Suddenly, it was fireworks, and the juices trickled down their vaginas at the same moment, meeting and trickling down each other's hot slit.
When it was over, Donna pulled out, and lay beside her new-found lover. Lila's arms wrapped around her lovingly, and she lavished her face with kisses.
Then, in a low, husky voice she asked, "Honey, why don't you give up that no-goodnik. He'll never do for you what I will."
"But, I think I love him."
"Sure," Lila smiled, and in a low, coazing voice, she went on with her smooth pitch. "Baby, you think you love him, but I know you don't. He's been awful to you, taking you away from college, and leading you to that hell in the Village."
"I know it's not Park Avenue," Donna told her, "But I can't help it. I'm in love with him."
"Sure, I've heard girls like you go on and on about the men who pimp them out for sex traffic. And I guess there's just one kind of girl who goes for that kind of crap."
"What kind?"
"A girl who wears her heart on her sleeve. She wants to get hurt, and the guy knows it, and he makes sure he doesn't disappoint her in the hurt department."
"But I could never be happy living like this-"
"Is a penthouse too posh for your taste, honey?"
"You know what I mean."
"I'm afraid I don't," Lila said angrily, knowing exactly what she was hinting at.
"I like men-"
"Well, honey, I do too-but I see no reason to let them walk all over me-like you do."
"Could I live here if I did leave him?"
"You'd be more than welcome," Lila smiled, seizing the initiative now, as she thought she had her on the hook.
"And you wouldn't mind if I had male lovers?"
"Mind?" Lila laughed, "Honey, I'd fuck them too. Lila's still got a lot of life in her pussy, and don't you ever forget it-I think I need a drink, wouldn't you like one?"
"Yes," she nodded, "I could use one."
"Why do you think you turned to women? Maybe if you tell me I can understand what I feel inside myself a lot better," Donna said, when they were both seated in the living room and drinking and chatting together.
"Well, I found most men I met could never be trusted. Usually they were married, but they'd tell me I'd be their mistress, and then I'd find stuff like lipstick on their shorts-different kinds."
"That would be disgusting," Donna said. "But I guess they think we've got to keep our cunts clean and inactive while they go around dipping their dirty dicks in any woman they can talk into it."
"That's about it," Lila said, "And I'll admit my movie business runs a lot of the operation like one big whore house."
"Is that really true what they say about Hollywood, and how actresses get their parts ?" Donna asked, frankly curious and eager to hear an insider's scoop.
"Bet your sweet ass, it's true," Lila snapped, "I know first hand. One fucker was famous for being the agent who discovered the beautiful stars. He had one bedroom specially built for fucking."
"What on earth was it like?"
"Well, he had it stocked with all kinds of sexual appliances from French Ticklers to penis enlongaters."
"What's that?"
"The tickler or the enlongater?"
"The enlongater!"
"Well a stud with a snub-nosed dick needs something to help him out. So it does for a cock what elevators do for shoes-makes the cock longer."
"Isn't that amazing?"
"Oh, he had torture racks and everything for big basement orgies."
"Torture racks?"
"Now, don't tell me you never heard of those. They've been the rage for years."
"I haven't been screwing around for years."
"Oh, that's right, my child. I keep forgetting you're not involved in modeling, the theater or movies. Believe me, honey, if you were, you'd know about these weirdo devices the jaded jet set uses to get their kicks. Anyway, they make a torture rack to tie a girl or a boy to, and then they fuck or suck on them while they're tied up."
"Sounds awful."
"It can be. I remember one girl who had a terrible thing happen. They tied her up, and twenty-two guys laid it on her. I mean, that poor darling was ill for a month."
"That is what I can't figure out," Donna admitted, "How can anybody get a charge out of weirdo stuff like that."
"Well, I suppose you could ask me the same thing. How can Lila La Marr turn on with her dog Brutus? You know Brutus and I have been married for years," she laughed.
"Married?"
"I guess I'm just old fashioned," Lila laughed, "but I'm opposed to living 'in sin', and so I married Brutus in special ceremony. Of course, all in fun-but I'm a weirdo. I like to screw with certain men, and certain women, and my dog. And the most horrifying thing is that I don't have one pang of consciencebecause I'm too damned busy enjoying myself."