Sharon, Jan's mother, told her child she'd be home late that afternoon, and Jan was glad. It was a long distance call, which told the darling child she'd been wrong in presuming her mother and «Aunt Nina» had shacked up in Saratoga or Redwood Estates. Jan shrugged and, dismissed thoughts of her mother from her mind. She'd have other ways to occupy her time, and she wouldn't have to worry about the old hitch walking in on her unexpectedly.
Sharon, meanwhile was happy enough to hear Jan tell her she was all right, for while she didn't really care for the responsibility of a nubile teenager, she didn't want her neighbours criticising her for neglecting her. But when the urge in the pit of her stomach became intense (as it did almost daily), she could ignore her duty to the girl and chase any cock with a man attached she could find.
She and her friend Nina had decided they needed fresh cocks to conquer, so they'd left the San Jose area on a Friday night, not really knowing where they were going, but sure that wherever they went they'd find cock to satisfy the unquenchable lust that roiled through the bodies. They'd convinced themselves they had to get away from the pressures of home and relax, when actually they were both interested only in finding some new cock.
They wound up in Fresno, where they checked into a ubiquitous Holiday Inn, had a quick drink in the bar and found no cock to interest them there, then headed downtown. Nina scored immediately a fact that didn't make Sharon feel any too good-and hurried away with a man at least ten years her junior, leaving Sharon sitting at the bar stating morosely at her reflection.
Before she could really frame her bitter thoughts a face appeared in the mirror next to hers.
«Hello, kitten,» the man, said smoothly. «You look lonely.»
She smiled broadly, because, he was even better looking than Nina's new-found friend.
«I might be,» she said.
«Who's asking?»
«Tom Crowell.»
«And I'm Sharon,» she said. «Some people call me Daisy Chain Sharon.»
«Daisy Chain Sharon what?» he asked without blinking at her unusual name.
«Just Daisy Chain Sharon.»
Tom shrugged and sat down next to her. Drinks were produced, and before they were finished, the assignation was completed. They were to go to his hotel room, not far distant, for «another drink.» Neither knew exactly what kind of fucking would take place there, but both were sure, they would be well fucked. And Sharon was glad, for her body by this time was craving cock, demanding that she do something to ease the torment that roiled deep within her body.
Sharon wasn't as drunk she usually was when she went cock hunting, for she wanted to savouring these stolen moments-moments when she didn't have to feel guilty about not being a woman, about not taking proper care of Jan. Somehow, fucking some guy she'd picked up didn't seem so bad when she, did it out of town. That's why she, travelled a lot.
When they arrived at his hotel, though, Daisy Chain Sharon knew this would not be a normal quickie, the kind she'd had so many times in the past. First of all, Tom bolted the door and affixed a small, highly secure lock to the door, so that no one could get in, nor could she get out.
«Now, my dear,» he said, his voice suddenly oily as he looked at his fingertips, «just what did you want when you agreed to come up here?»
«I … I …» Daisy Chain Sharon stammered, taken aback by his directness. Most men were as ashamed of fucking as she was and couldn't talk about it openly. «I thought we could come have some drinks and some laughs … and …»
«And we could fuck, isn't that right?» Tom asked, cocking his head to one side. She felt uncomfortable under his gaze, her face hot from embarrassment.
She nodded finally.
«Right,» he continued, his voice smooth and cold. «You want to fuck, and for some reason I can't fathom, you want to fuck me. Right?»
Again she nodded, her eyes downcast refusing to look at him. Somehow he made her feel dirty, humiliated.
«Well, if you want to fuck me,» he said, «you've got to fuck a friend of mine first.»
«What?»
She snapped her head upward to look at him indignation filled her voice.
«I mean it,» he said evenly. «I brought you here because a friend of mine suffers from certain complications when it comes to getting a broad to screw him.»
«What kind of complications?» she asked fearfully. She'd made contact with some real weirdos in her fucking career, and she was afraid she had not one but two on her hands right now. «Is he a paraplegic? or something?»
Tom grinned, but there was no warmth in his expression.
«He's not a paraplegic,» he said. No, there's nothing wrong with him, except that a lot women simply don't dig his screwing.»
«Why can't he get his own women?»
«Because the only females who'll let him at them willingly are real bitches, and he wants something better than that.
She was flattered at the back-handed compliment, and touched her hair self-consciously. She was vain enough to believe Tom had selected her carefully because she exuded such a vibrant sexuality.
«That something, I guess,» she said. «Where … where is he?»
«In the next room,» he looked at her closely.
«As long as he wants to fuck in the normal way, that's all right with me. I don't go for any of that way out shit.»
«He doesn't either. All he wants to do is stick his prick into your pussy and fuck until he comes.»
«If that's all he wants, lead me to him,» Daisy Chain Sharon said suddenly decided that there wasn't a cock in the world she couldn't bring to a come through her educated cunt muscles.
«First I have to prepare you,» Tom said.
«How?» she demanded, suddenly suspicious again. «I'm as ready to fuck as I've ever been in my life.»
«I have to undress you, first of all,» he explained. «And then I have to anoint you.»
«Anoint me?»
«Yes. You won't find it unpleasant. And without it, he won't approach you without a great deal of coaxing. I'm not sure he'd even want to fuck without my special preparation of you.»
«I thought he wanted to fuck,» she said.
«He does, but only when the circumstances exactly right for him.»
Weirdo sort of cat you hang out with,» she said, slipping out of her blouse, and turning around so he could unfasten her bra. Then she opened her skirt and dropped it in a fiery puddle, around her ankles. He hooked a thumb in the band of her panties and pulled them off, revealing her flat stomach and the finely curled thatch of lovely pussy hair. He stood back and surveyed her critically, but not too critically, for there was a bulge in his crotch that grew large and longer as he looked at her smooth, fantastically lovely body.
The bizarre aspects of the situation were beginning to get to her, and her pussy was sopping wet. She knew her clitty was hard and erect, aching for a come, as she reached over and rubbed his bulging cock suggestively.
He shook his head as he removed her hand.
«Not until after he's through with you,» Tom said. «He wouldn't have anything to do with you if I fucked you first. And I prefer it that way, too.»
«And you always give in to him?» she asked.
«I enjoy it,» he said. «Watching and helping. I enjoy helping him get fucked almost as much as I enjoy fucking afterward.»
«Oh.» She felt a chill run through her fiery body. She'd been queen bee at a lot of three ways, but never one that started with such bizarre conditions as this one. «I didn't know you were going to be in there with us.»
«Of course I am, my dear,» Tom said coldly. «He can't fuck unless I'm there. At least he couldn't fuck you without my help.»
«I didn't know,» she said blankly. «But all right. I'll fuck him if you promise I can have some of that nice cock you've got after he gets through.»
He nodded in agreement.
«He enjoys watching me most as much as I enjoy watching him,» Tom said. «At least, I think he does.»
«Doesn't he tell you?»
Tom shook his head.
«No,» he said. «He communicates in a lot of ways, but he never talks.»
She frowned and looked at him suspiciously. She envisioned fucking a deaf mute, for only a deaf mutt, wouldn't talk to his friend. And certainly a lot of women would be reluctant fuck a deaf mute, since he couldn't proposition them without using somewhat coarse gestures. She decided it might be a blast, a new experience.
«You better show me this friend of yours,» she said, walking toward the bedroom door.
«Not until I've anointed you,» he said. «Come here.»
She hesitated for a moment, then walked to him. He indicated that she should put one foot on the seat of a straight chair he'd taken from against the wall, exposing her ass and pussy in a humiliating manner. When she was in position, she felt particularly vulnerable, for her pussy lips were spread so much she could feel cool air against the moist flesh.
«What the hell are you doing?» she demanded as he took a finger-full of strangely-scented lubricant and rubbed it around within the lips of her pussy. His touch almost brought her off but he stopped before she could come. «What's that smell?»
«I told you I had to anoint you,» he said matter-of-factly. «What did you think I meant?»
«But what at smell? It's not unpleasant, but I can't place it.»
«You'll know what it is later,» he said. «Now it's time for you to go in and meet my 'friend', as you call him.
Couldn't we have a quick fuck?» she asked. «I'm burning up.»
«I've explained to you about that,» he said patiently. «You're to fuck my friend first, and then me. You'll enjoy it more that way, you'll see.»
«Well, then, take me to him,» she said. «This whole thing has gotten me so hot I can't wait to get fucked. And it better be a good one.»
«It will be,» Tom said grimly. «Let's go.»
He took her to the bedroom door, paused for a moment before opening it, then pushed her inside ahead of him.
«What the hell!» Daisy Chain Sharon exclaimed, startled when she looked inside the room.
The room was empty!
Empty, that is, except for a boxer dog that looked almost like the identical twin to her daughter Jan's dog. the boxer was panting eagerly and lasciviously. His dong was moist, red, and at least a foot long. It dangled red and lewdly below his belly, already hard and ready to fuck, as though the dog knew what his master was doing.
«My God!» she cried. «You don't expect me to fuck that do you?»
Tom locked the door and nodded.
«Yes, Daisy Chain Sharon, my cunt, you're going to fuck Richey the Fourth, as royal a fucking dog as exists in Christendom.»
«Fuck a dog? Me … fuck a dog?»
The enormity of it confounded her. She'd always thought of herself as hip, as willing and able to take on anything and everything in the sex line-everything except sucking a dirty cock and that was just a hang-up, as everybody knew. Oh, she'd heard of fucking dogs, sort of, when a girl friend described it in a movie she'd seen at a stag party where the girl friend had been the girl in the cake, and the door prize on a greasy mattress in a broom closet afterward. But actually to come face to face with it-it was almost as bad to her way of thinking as fucking a nigger. They both had big cocks, niggers and this dog and she adored a big cock more than anything else, especially when it was going to slide in her pussy and make her come.
But fucking a dog!
She looked at the dog's cock and felt an answering twitch deep in her pussy. Her mouth was suddenly dry and she knew she'd try to fuck he dog, and that if she did get that enormous cock in her pussy it would be the grandest, wildest, most fantastic fuck ever. And she knew that once he started he'd never stop fucking her until he was completely spent.
Suddenly she knew what the odour was in the cream Tom had used on her.
She smelled like a bitch in heat! No wonder the dog had a hard on. Her pussy creamed a little just from the thought of it.
«All right,» she said harshly, her mind reeling. What do I do so he can fuck me.»
«Well,» Tom said, trying to keep his voice matter-of-fact but hardly able to, «you can take him two ways. One is conventional 'dog-fashion' with Richey who is my closest friend, incidentally, mounted over you as if you truly were a bitch in heat. The other way is for you to lay on your back on the edge if the bed, let him put his paws on either side of you, and I will guide his cock into your cunt.»
«Which way is best?» she asked.
«Some like it one way, some like it another,» he answered. «But I would suggest you laying on your back. It's more natural that way.»
She nodded and lay as he directed, her legs hanging off the bed, her cunt exposed right at the edge of the mattress.
«He won't hurt me, will he?» she asked when
Tom grinned evilly.
«No, my dear. He probably won't even want to kiss you.»
«Funny,» she said, most wishing she'd found a more convention screw instead of this weird one. «You're really funny.»
«Just a little joke of mine,» he said. He released the dog from the radiator where he had been fastened. «Sorry if you don't find it amusing.»
Without further conversation, Tom guided the dog into position, and Daisy Chain Sharon could tell at once that it was well-trained, that it had often gone the route this way, for it knew at once what to do. In a moment Richey the Fourth was mounted above her, his juicy cock slapping lasciviously against her thighs before Tom could grasp it and guide it into her dripping pussy.
Then he was rubbing it up and down the greasy slit, and each time the dog's hot meat touched her clitty she twisted wildly, trying prolong the sensation until she could achieve a come. Craig? Tom continued rubbing the dog's cock against her for a few moments longer, then he aligned it with Daisy Chain Sharon's cunt-hole and urged the dog forward. With a lunge Richey the Fourth plunged home and began fucking frantically, the motion so fast as to become a blur as his huge cock slid in and out of her.
Because a dog fucks differently than a man, she found it desperately exciting as she felt his cock in her. It was huge, straining her cunt membranes to the extreme, and it burned her as he stroked her with abandon. His come was thin and watery compared to a man's, but it scalded her insides as it seemed to shoot without end. The dog kept fucking, even though he was coming in her cunt, and she thought he would never stop. She was on fire, coming again as the dog kept fucking, until finally Tom pulled him off and fastened him to the radiator again.
«God,» she muttered when the dog was gone and Tom stood over her. «That's the greatest fuck I've ever had.»
He nodded and she noticed for the first time that Tom was nude, a huge hard-on jutting upward from the base of his belly.
«Most women say that,» he said, «if they're courageous enough to take him in the first place.»
«It's a little frightening,» she said. «Looking at his cock the first time. I was afraid I wouldn't able to take it all in without him hurting me.»
«Looking at it isn't as great as taking it,» Tom said. «I'm glad you could take him like you did. You really got turned on, and of course that makes it particularly exciting for me.»
«I like fucking,» she said truthfully, working her way back onto the bed to ease the strain on her legs. «I like any kind of fucking … but I've never fucked a dog until now.»
«Are you ready for another fuck?» he asked. «From me this time and not my dog.»
«I guess so,» she said. «I've never felt quite like this before. Like I've just been fucked by an army.»
«I can't compete with him as far as cock-size is concerned,» Tom said. «So I try to make up for it with technique.»
She smiled and put her arms out to him.
«Come show me that technique of yours,» she said. «Then I'll tell you if you're as good as your dog.»
He fell across her and driving his cock into her pussy all at once. It was so wet and slack from the fucking the dog had given her, it offered no resistance to his lunging organ, but when he began fucking her she responded as she always did when she had a hot cock in her pussy. She thrust against him in rhythm to his stroking, bringing herself higher and higher toward a peak of passion from which she'd spill over into the valley of the shadow of come. Just before she made it, though, he stopped fucking her and raised himself up on both arms.
«Don't stop!» she cried. «I was just getting ready to come!»
«I know,» he answered. «Now just lay there and do what I tell you.»
«Like what?»
«Fuck back when I fuck you, stop when I stop.»
«If you say so,» she said, though she didn't really agree with him. «But you're as weird a fuck as your dog.»
He started to fuck again, reaching between their bodies to finger her clit as he stroked her with his prick. Only seconds later she was almost, at the point of coming again, and again he stopped fucking her.
«What now?» she asked, desperately thrusting her body upward in an effort to rub her clit against his pubic bone enough to bring herself off. But she was unsuccessful, for he withdrew just enough to keep her from bringing her body to a raging, throbbing climax.
«Just relax and take it like I'm offering it,» he said softly. «And when I let you come, you'll think the whole fucking sky is falling in on you.»
«I don't know what you're trying to do,» she said crossly. «But I'll be damned if I've ever been fucked this way in my life before.»
«And probably never again,» he said. «I don't expect ever to be in Fresno again.»
«Neither do I,» she said, but further conversation was stopped when he started fucking her again. His cock seemed to swell to incredible proportions as it filled her cunt on the down stroke, and she thrust upward eagerly when he withdrew. She felt as if she were going to explode, so great was her need for a good come, and she was on the brink once more when he stopped fucking again.
«No!» she wailed. «Not again. Make me come, baby! Please make me come!»
But he remained motionless, refusing her that final moment of gratification. She twisted and writhed beneath him, trying for that last desperate rub that would bring her off, but still she could not manage it. Tears sprang to her eyes from her desperate desire.
«Please, Tom, please! For God's sake, do me! Fuck me! Make me come! Let me come!»
He started fucking her deeply then, without abuse or hesitation. It took her only a moment to throb through her long-delayed climax, and she came and came and came. Her body seemed to be spasming through her climax endlessly, never stopping, never quitting as he continued to plunge his cock in and out of her body. Then finally his come came, spurting his white cream all the way into her body until it splashed against the back wall of her pussy, laving her cunt and mixing with the dog's come and her pussy juice to run out of her cunt and down the crack of her ass to drop with a liquid plop on the bed beneath her.
«I'm coming,» she wailed as her body continued spasming through come after come, and his prick seemed to be spurting endless amounts of semen into her. «I'm coming! I'm coming!»
And she did!
She came until she finally collapsed, unconscious, beneath him.
He pulled his now-flaccid cock from her pussy, wiped it on the bedspread, then dressed. She was just coming to when he finished.
«What … what happened?» she asked, blinking confusedly as she sat up.
«You came, that's all,» Tom said softly. «I brought you to come using a special technique of mine, did you enjoyed it.»
«All I did was come?» she cried. «If that's all that happened, then I want to come that way all the time.»
«Sorry darling,» Tom said. «But I can't stick around to give you that kind of fucking.»
«You were right when you said you had technique,» she said admiringly, rubbing her stomach sensuously. «I've been around a lot, but I've never been fucked like you just did.»
He grinned appreciatively.
«I'll see you,» he said. «I'm just ready to leave town.»
«Don't be,» Sharon pleaded. «My girl friend and I came to town just for the weekend. We'd love to have you and dog Richey spend it with us. And in us,» she grinned.
«I plan to be in Phoenix on Monday,» he said. «There's a guy there I'm supposed to see.»
«So see him a couple of days later,» Daisy Chain Sharon said. «My girl friend would love your dog, and I can't get enough of you and that magnificent cock.»
«Get dressed then,» he said. «If Richey likes your girl friend, he may want stay and fuck her.»
They went to the Holiday Inn and waited for Nina to show up. While they waited, Tom fucked her again. This time he used a different technique that sent her into raptures. Then they collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. When they awoke the next morning, they found Nina and a stranger in the bed. Since no one had any clothes on, they became intimate friends soon, and before the morning drinks had come up by room service they had fucked twice. Tom fucked Daisy Chain Sharon first and then Nina with Nina's friend swapping off as well. He left shortly after, another anonymous cock Nina hung from her trophy belt.
The two women were left one with Tom he and Sharon exchanged meaningful glances.
«And how can we both fuck the same man?» Nina said petulantly. «He's only got one cock.»
«We'll have to go to his hotel to get you a cock,» Sharon said. «I was there last night, and believe me, it's worth it.»
Nina looked at her strangely.
«I don't understand,» she said.
«You will when we get there,» Sharon said.
«Now get some clothes on so we can go.»
«You mean he's got a buddy at his hotel?» Nina inquired.
«I don't mean anything at all except get your clothes on,» Sharon said, suppressing a grin. Tom was dressing. «If you don't hurry up, Tom and I will leave without you.»
Shrugging, Nina quickly dressed, and by the time she had her hair combed and her make-up on, all were ready to go. They drove quickly the short distance from the Holiday Inn to Tom's hotel in the downtown section. They led Nina to his room, maintaining an air of mystery about what was awaiting her there.
Inside the room, they had her sit in the outer room, then Tom brought Richey the Fourth in.
«God, you don't mean it!» Nina cried, and in order not to keep her in the dark any longer than necessary, they proceeded to show her how Richey the Fourth and Sharon could fuck. After stripping and allowing Tom to anoint her pussy with the special, scented cream, she took her position on the edge of the bed. This time Sharon chose to take the dog's cock dog-fashion and while the gigantic cock was sliding in and out of her pussy, Tom crawled beneath her body and licked her clit, sending her once more into a frantic, exhilarating come. Nina, watching from the other bed, started masturbating, then, inspired, leaped across the narrow space between the two beds and began sucking Tom's cock.
They all came within moments of each other, to dog shooting into Sharon's cunt at the same time that she came from the multiple stimulation of the dog's cock and Tom's tongue. Tom came because Nina was an expert cock-sucker drinking down his gism as fast as he could shoot it. Nina came because come in her mouth always made her come, especially since she'd been frigging herself right along.
When it was over, they giggled at the ridiculous picture they made, had a drink, and started all over again. They fucked the whole weekend without ever leaving the room. The dog seemed able to fuck endlessly, never failing to respond when they needed him. Once or twice they had to coax him by masturbating him into erection but otherwise he was always ready. Tom's tongue was ready when his cock wasn't, but even that remarkable organ seemed never to stop producing hard-ons followed by spurting come.
Later, Saturday night Nina, drunk out of her gourd, crawled over to the dog, resting in the aftermath of spent passion, and began fondling his cock. When it slipped from its sheath, red and moist, dripping pre-fuck fluid already, she closed her mouth around it and sucked eagerly, her cheeks caving in from the force of the suction she was applying. She took the dog's come down her throat as eagerly as she took Tom's or my man's. Sharon was sickened by the display and turned to the wall, fighting to keep her stomach under control, but Tom urged Nina on by slipping up behind her and inserting his cock into her pussy from the rear.
Nina continued suck until the dog's balls were absolutely drained, and Tom fucked her dog-fashion for many long strokes until he finally shot his wad deep into her slack, dripping pussy. Then they collapsed both oblivious of the fact that Sharon was highly upset at seeing her girlfriend suck a dog's cock.
The weekend came to an end early, with Phoenix and the girls heading back for the boredom of San Jose, and the too-common cocks they knew there.