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Chapter 3

Vince Rivers stared after the sensually flowing curves of Shirley Douglas with lustful eyes as the young blonde wife walked away from him to bid good night to some guests who were leaving. He knew there was a noticeable bulge in the front of his trousers if any of the neighborhood bitches cared to take a look. Maybe it would give them a little charge, but he could care less now. Anita Parsons and entourage were no longer even considerations… not after the way Nomad's unique indicator had beamed through to him! Christ, he still could hardly believe it, but when the goddamn mutt began to rub up against them, there was no question… at least, the frigging hound had never given him a bum steer yet!

His loins had begun to churn hotly from the mere thought of the dog getting to that gorgeous display of female flesh, his lecherous plans rapidly charting a new course that he hadn't thought was navigable. He smiled inwardly as he watched Shirley's voluptuous figure glide toward the house with bewitching quivers, accompanying her guests with others joining and tossing in their good nights. Yeah, this cruise had suddenly taken on a whole new aspect for him… not that the scenery hadn't been dazzling all the way, but there was nothing like docking in an unexpected, exotic port to really get the flavor of the natives!

Shirley could hardly keep her mind on what she was saying, she was that angry with Vince Rivers' brazen pass… and he was supposed to be a friend and business associate of Frank's, to say nothing of being a guest in their house!

Somehow, she managed to maintain her smile and exchange pleasantries with departing neighbors and friends, until finally everyone had left but the caterers who were looking to the cleaning up. God, she was never so happy to see an evening come to an end… the way Lisa had acted… and Frank getting drunk, then just walking off without so much as a good night to anyone.

She had feared that Rivers might wait around until the others were gone, then try to pick up where he'd left off, but thank God, he hadn't, and she assumed that he'd gone to his room. Damn, but she had certainly pegged him for the louse he was, hadn't she! Poor Frank… she had to think of some way to keep him from making any sort of deal with that man! He was dishonest and she was positive of it! The way her husband was drinking, he was just no match for Vincent Rivers.

She found Frank passed out and snoring loudly in his study. With little tears in her eyes, Shirley went to the linen closet and got a blanket to cover him, then made herself a nightcap, and wearily walked to her bedroom. Sighing, she dropped onto the edge of the bed to sip from the glass and try to unwind.

Almost immediately her surroundings brought to mind the forbidden lustful performance she had given herself to with Nomad only hours before… and as lewd and obscene as it had been, she wasn't sorry… even knew that she would do it again if given the chance!

Little tremors of excitement, which had continued to smolder inside Shirley ever since the handsome animal's love-making, grew with intensity as she remembered the pleasureful sensations he had brought her. Even dancing with the German shepherd's despicable master had helped to stimulate her more when the hot feel of his hardening penis had begun to throb against her soft belly.

Though she was ashamed at the mere thought of her weakness, the confused and love-hungry girl couldn't deny that it was true.

She finished her drink and with another long sigh arose to undress.

Absent-mindedly, she moved about the room, shutting off the air- conditioner and opening the patio doors slightly, her mind unable to ignore the tormenting glow of carnal arousal still simmering in the depths of her sensuous young body. Then, as she was reaching up behind to unfasten her brassiere, she heard the scratching on her door!

A warm sensation of excitement raced through Shirley as she stood there in white nylon panties and lace brassiere staring at the locked barrier. Of course, it couldn't be anyone else… not scratching… and there it was again! She moved quickly toward it, silently withdrawing the bolt and opening it just a crack to peak. It was! She saw the brilliant sparkle of his soft brown eyes reflecting the glow from her vanity lamp, and then he whimpered up at her. Without a word, Shirley opened the door wide enough for him to enter, closing and locking it quickly behind him, then turned to drop down on her smooth rounded haunches, taking his big head between her slender white hands.

"You big darling!" she whispered, her breaths quickening as she kissed him on the nose. "How did you know that I needed you so badly again tonight?"

Vince Rivers watched it all from the darkness of his cracked-open doorway. He grinned lecherously to himself as he saw his dog enter the woman's bedroom and her door close without a sound. Like clockwork, he thought, reaching down to lewdly stroke a hand over his desire-swollen penis cramped inside his pants and shorts. But not for long, the scheming forgery artist mused, backing inside to snap on a fight and begin to strip.

He'd give the mutt a little time to swing into his act and just hope she didn't change her mind and close the patio door he'd watched her open from the shadows of his own pool-side verandah. If she did, he'd have to figure something else, because he was damn sure going to get in there… but the element of surprise … just walking right in to catch her with the tucking dog right at it!

Christ, this was going to be the brass ring… and big daddy was stoned to his ass in the study… perfect!

Naked, Vince Rivers slipped on a robe, tying the belt around him so that it held the swollen length of his long thick cock up snug against his lean belly, then walked out into the evening darkness. He could see the faint glow of her light showing through the narrow space of the still opened patio door. He moved stealthily toward it, his own breathing sounding like a bellows to him in his lustful excitement.

Then, he saw them!

Jesus Christ! For a moment, he could only stand there with his eyes riveted on the wild goddamn performance taking place on the bed, and he couldn't help but remember the first time he'd seen Nomad working on that gambling gypsy's slob of a wife in their carnival sideshow! Except the long, widespread white legs the mutt was between at the moment belonged to a luscious young beauty who was anything but a slob! Never in his fucking life had he seen such an array of smooth, rounded curves, and never had his aching hard cock ever throbbed more anxiously to be buried hilt-deep in a bitch's hot, sheathing pussy! ›From where he stood, Rivers couldn't see that intoxicating part of her anatomy, only a portion of the gilt her blonde pubic hair offered, but the way Nomad was licking between those crab-like spread thighs, he knew he was going to revel in it! Then, she was drawing those same smoothly rounded thighs up and back, still yawning open as she reached down between them to catch hold of the mutt's ears, the generous arch of her hips and nakedly revealed buttocks beginning an upthrusting tucking motion that caused her lush, pink-nippled breasts to quiver like heaping mounds of marshmallow!

He walked in!

Nomad raised his head and growled with a show of gleaming white fangs.

Shirley choked out a gasp, not seeing him at first, then jerking her head to twist around, her long blonde hair flailing with the effort!

"Oh! Oh, my God!" she rasped, her blue eyes widening in shocked horror, her every word and reaction exactly as he'd anticipated, except that she didn't scream, or try to scramble from the bed, just laid there as if suddenly frozen into her obscenely inviting position.

"Excuse me, but this is the whore of the manor's room, isn't it?" Vince said, grinning lecherously down at her, unable to resist using the upper hand he knew he held after her "loyal wife" routine earlier, and the way she'd been chilling him for three days. "I hope I haven't interrupted anything sacred…"

Shirley could only gape up at the horrible apparition standing beside her bed and grinning down at her lustfully exposed nakedness with an expression of conquering lechery. Undiluted panic, made up of spontaneous shame, shock and helplessness, raged frantically through her. She thought of screaming, but she couldn't make a sound. Nomad's deep-throated growls reached her and she wondered why the dog didn't leap on his master and tear that grinning face to pieces! She remembered her husband Frank dead-drunk in the study! And Lisa wasn't even in the house.

"Out, mutt!" Rivers was ordering, moving backward to pull the patio door open wider. "Out! You've had your fun and games… now it's time for the master, boy! Move! Get out!"

Reluctantly, Nomad backed from between her lewdly upraised thighs and bounded down to the floor, only half looking back with flattened ears and a growl as Vince Rivers closed the door behind him. Slowly then, Shirley lowered her long naked legs to the bed, drawing them together protectively as she stared in growing, unhidable dread at the too- handsome man who had suddenly invaded and somehow held control over her most intimate life!

"Wh-what do you think you… you're going to do?" she heard her own voice ridiculously whine as he began to pull at his robe.

Rivers sniggered. "Well, for openers I thought I might take up where the mutt left off… You know, eat some of that hard-to-get pussy of yours. Then I had in mind fucking you cross-eyed! Any objections, Mrs.

Douglas?"

Shirley moaned as if she'd been jabbed with a series of tiny stabbing needles, the lewd sounds of his pornographic words and lustful intentions sending confusing, apprehensive chills racing frantically over her naked flesh.

"Y-You can't! My God, you can't!" she gasped, raising to her elbows as he jerked open his robe, her widened blue eyes level with the long thick length of his blood-filled hardness falling into its menacing right-angled position to the lean hairy slenderness of his naked loins.

Below, at its widened base, Shirley saw the massive bulge of his sperm- filled testicles, and she couldn't resist centering her eyes on the reddishly bulbous head half-hidden in its thick foreskin, with a tiny pearlish drop of his semen oozing from its little end-slit.

"You like it, Mrs. Douglas?" he taunted, reaching down to lewdly grasp the husky length and begin to stroke it, tugging its sheathing foreskin back to reveal the blood-engorged head in its entirety. "Suckable, eh? Even better than the tucking mutt's, right? Makes your mouth water." He laughed and kneed his way up onto the bed, moving toward her feet, the waggling shaft of his huge cock ever facing her in her elbowed position.

"Oh please… please don't, Vince… I'm sorry… sorry for everything!"

Shirley suddenly gasped. "Pleaseeeeee… I beg you, don't… for Frank's sake … he's your friend!" she whined as he took her feet and spread them apart, his eyes gleaming and his lips stretched wide in a lecherous grin the equal of which she'd never seen. Wider, he forced them, until her long legs were spread as open as they'd willingly been for Nomad, and the pink inner-flesh of her moist cuntal split was completely exposed to him! "Oh… oh don't… I can't fight you… but you know you shouldn't… no matter what, you know it's wrong, damn you!"

Outside, Nomad stalked the darkness of the grounds, though they might have been flooded in sunlight for him. Animal rage seethed inside his powerful muscular body, as well as unfulfilled ruttish desire. This was not a new torment for him to be confronted with by his master, but before it had never seemed to matter as it did this time. He had very much wanted to mate with the golden-haired female, and he couldn't rid himself of that desire. Eventually, the huge, handsome animal found himself a place in the shadow of a bush to lie down, and with open, panting jaws he lay there watching, his feral loins throbbing heavily with the aroused instinct his golden-female had inspired within him.

"Spread 'em, baby… spread 'em wide for me!" Rivers taunted inside the bedroom, moving up between Shirley's smooth open legs until his face was only inches above the curl-fringed flesh of her vulnerable loins. He stiffened out, pressuring the hardened length of his long thick cock down into the give of the sheeted mattress as he ogled the wet pink delicacy of Frank Douglas' own private cunt!

She was panting loudly now from her parted lips, her head raised, and her eyes wide as she began to squirm, with the full white columns of her satiny thighs stretched apart to capacity, the glistening crevice of her sparse, hair-fringed pussy starting to rotate in little circles as if her ass-cheeks were resting on a lazy susan! Goddamn… that mutt had really worked her up! The gorgeous bitch couldn't help herself, even though he knew fucking well that she'd kill him if she could.

Rivers laid his thumbs on either side of her fleshy cunt-lips, the gossamer texture of her golden pubic hair sending a wild charge of excitement ripping through him. He heard her moan at the erogenous contact, and then louder as he began to churn and massage those sensitive lips against one another, the heady essence of her stimulated desire filling his flaring nostrils. He pinched and taunted, chafing the tiny erect bud of her clitoris between his fingers until her hips began to jerk and writhe convulsively, her flat belly tensing with muscular spasms, her breath choking out in ragged gasps.

He drew his thumbs lower then, down to the full white ovals of her gyrating ass-cheeks, easing them into the deep smooth crevice as he cupped his big palms over their soft hot flesh. Again, the fired-up blonde moaned out as he slowly spread those luscious buttocks wide until he could clearly see the puckered mouth of her tightly clenched anus. Christ, what a cock-throbbing sight… not a single hair around it… like a baby's pink-pursed lips!

Shirley had never felt more debased and utterly helpless in her life.

Yet even in the shame of the obscenities this man was committing on her defenselessly exposed loins, she knew that she would beg him not to stop if she had to Nomad had so inflamed her passionate need. And then, he was burrowing his face into the sensitive area between her wide- split buttocks, until she suddenly felt the worming heat of his long, wet tongue against her sensitive inner-cheeks, licking along the smooth crease to the tiny lips of her clenched little anus!

Mewling sounds of mindless desire escaped her parted lips when the stiffened tip of his hot wet tongue began to probe and worm its way lustfully up into her resistant anal ring. She drew back her thighs, groaning in tempo to this lurid tongue, beginning to orally fuck her there, suddenly reaching down around her hips with both hands, pulling her up-turned buttocks wider apart to help his penetration.

Rivers stopped and raised his head to see her beautiful, desire- contorted face and the way her head had begun to toss from side to side. Then she stopped moving, her glazed blue eyes focusing pleadingly on him, and he grinned down at her with a lecherous dominance. "You bitch!" he hissed. "You want me to stop now? Well… do you?"

"Oooohhh… no… nooooo… please don't stop… don't stop," Shirley gasped almost pathetically. "Ohhhh damn you… please! "

Rivers snickered and dropped his head once more, gaping down at the delicious sight of her young wifely loins between milk-white thighs so vulnerably exposed to his any whim. The pink dewy flesh of her partially hidden pussy-slit beneath the wispy, golden curls sent a salacious shiver up his naked back. "It's a gem of a cunt you have here, Mrs. Douglas," he whispered loud enough for her to hear him. "I might even be tempted into eating it for you if I was asked properly," he went on, tauntingly blowing his hot breath against her animal-roused loins. "But maybe you'd rather I didn't…"

"Do it! I-I want you to," the blindly excited Shirley breathed down at him, still raised to her elbows, her expression wantonly slack.

"You want me to what, Shirley baby?" he tormented, lecherously regarding the tight narrow split slicing erotically downward from the puffy little swell of her pubic mound, down between her full-rounded thighs to the firm ovals of her buttocks, their separating crease wet from his tonguing caresses.

"Oh damn you, Vince Rivers! Do it!" she hissed in a tremoring tone.

"Please, lick it! Suck it… eat my pussy for me! Make me cum… I've got to cummmmmm!

"That's better, bitch!" he spewed deridingly up at her, sadistic sensations racing through him. "Let's drop the fucking pretense and get down to being the animals we are, eh! All right, baby… bring those pretty white fingers down here and spread it open for me! Come on!" he snapped, his wet lips suddenly closing over the soft swell of her mound at the base of her quivering belly.

"Ooohhhh… Vince!" Shirley lurched and groaned, sensing his hot wet mouth following downward along the hair-lined slit of her electrified cunt, fervently kissing, until his searing tongue parted her wispy pubic curls and began to flick lizard-like at the sensuously flushed vaginal opening!

Every muscle in the trapped young bride's voluptuous body responded to Rivers' lustfully goading tongue against the pussy-lips his dog had already set aflame, choking moans of salacious delight gurgling from the depths of her throat.

Consciously, she smoothed her slender hands over the swollen white mounds of her heaving breasts, stroking downward over her smooth belly, finally bringing them to rest on either side of her blood-flushed cunt-lips.

She could hear Vince Rivers' panting gasps and feel his hot breath against her tingling loins. Shamelessly, she spread her cuntal lips open to him with lewdly splaying fingers, her soft hands grazing his cheeks as he grunted and drew his hot, moistened tongue up through the openly revealed pink flesh.

"Yes… like that… like that, darling!" Shirley gasped. "Oh God yes… lick it good for me, lover! Suck it! Bite it… anything…!"

Rivers' conniving brain reveled in its lust. Christ, he'd hit the jackpot this time! The gorgeous doll was starved for sex, a bottled-up lust-pot inside the most curvaceous, mind-bending body he had ever seen! He raised his head and gaped down at the blonde-fringed wet lips she held lewdly opened for him, its glistening flesh entirely exposed to the ravenous gleam of his greedy eyes. Hot spasms of rakish desire convulsed through him and he ground his aching cock down hard into the bedding beneath him. She began to whimper for more as he stared at her finger-spread pussy-slit shirting moistly in its viscid arousal.

Her tight cunt mouth was actually twitching as she squirmed her impassioned loins upward toward his face. He dropped his head, burying his face in the hot, curl-enframed softness, plunging the full length of his tongue deep up into the clasping depths of her seething tight vaginal passage!

Her gaspings and writhings immediately growing more intense, Shirley moaned out her sensual elation, unintelligible words of pleasure dribbling from her lush pink lips. Vince felt her hands suddenly clutching at his head, her fingers winding tightly in his hair. She groaned and whimpered, pulling his face forcefully into the widespread young flesh of her steaming cunt. He sensed the toss of her head flailing back and forth on the bed as he speared his tongue up into the heated liquid depths of her ravenously sucking passage. She ground her rounded, voluptuous hips downward reflexively, her buttocks digging into the softness of the mattress, squirming wildly as bleating animal- like mewls burst from between her clenched white teeth. Then she thrust her naked loins up to him again, pressing his face into the wet, vertical mouth up between her open thighs, its seething vaginal walls opening and closing around his rhythmically thrusting tongue, pulling at it in a greedy, starving action that he couldn't believe!

Christ, she was all gone! He'd never seen a cunt so hot in his goddamn life… and growing wilder with each passing second as she strained toward climax. It struck him then that he wasn't ready for that to happen yet and he withdrew his long probing tongue to lick upward through the fluid pink pussy-flesh. He flicked its tip lashingly enroute, circling her tiny erect clitoris, then engulfing all with widespread lips, sucking the hot inner folds of soft flesh deep into the cavern of his pleasure-giving mouth.

"Oh God… ooohh… don't stop… don't ever stop, damn you!" Shirley wantonly hissed.

Rivers grinned inwardly, raising his eyes to lock on his hostess' lust- twisted expression, her lovely blonde head still flailing slowly at a set, rhythmic pace as her fingers wound tighter in his hair. Christ, she was trying to direct his mouth back to the tight ovalled opening of her hungrily nibbling vagina.

His big hands moved upward over the smooth white flatness of her belly to the rounded softness of her palpitating breasts, cupping harshly into their fleshy give, his fingers rolling the tiny hardened nipples between them as he glued his lips to the passion-slippery hole between her legs and burned his lashing tongue up into her loins.

Shirley squealed in sensual delight, at the same time caressing his cheeks with her hands, flitting from his hair to his face and back, hating and loving him at the same time, Vince Rivers knew. Now! Now it was her turn, this loyal wife-bitch! He never lost contact with her loins, his mouth fastened to the sizzling wet vaginal lips between her obscenely spread thighs as he got to his knees and began to luridly work around up over her. He both heard and felt her breathing quicken to his obvious intentions, but once he'd placed his knees on either side of her naked ribs, then folded his arms in under her thighs with fingers strategically tugging at her flushed cunt-lips and smoothly ovalled ass-cheeks, he knew she wasn't going to resist.

Yes… oh God, yes, she was a bitch and there was no denying that, Shirley accused herself, but that was of no relative importance with the maddening sensations of basic lust frantically devouring her loins and belly. Only the sudden sight of hardened cock and sperm-bloated balls hanging heavily above her face registered in her mind. She stared up at the long thick hardness, her mouth beginning to water as lustful memories of her dead Major danced somewhere in the background of her thoughts. Reaching up, she curled her fingers around the hot sinewy length and began to stroke its heavy foreskin back and forth, watching the hairy sac of his testicles lewdly sway to her ministrations. Oh God! She raised her head and drew the length of blue-veined penis downward, her eyes feasting on its huge bulbous head as she pulled back the foreskin… and with her ovalled mouth wide open, encircled it hungrily with hot clasping lips, trying to capture too much of it at first inside her anxiously salivating mouth!

In her mindless desire, Shirley sucked it so deep in her mouth that it nearly choked her, but she twisted her head enough to catch her breath and then began feverishly running her tongue up and down the soft, sensitive underside, feeling it throb and pulse to her hot oral caress.

Immediately, she tasted the sweet pungent tang of his sperm oozing from the tiny slit at its tip when she wormed her tongue into it. She cupped his cum-bloated balls in the small palms of her hands while little explosions of blinding passion burst inside her. Then, he began to move up and down, tucking his loins in and out of her tightly locked lips in lewd cadence to his tongue probing in her seething cunt below!

Ooohhh… the utter debasement of what she was doing… and what he was doing to her… the shame of his tonguing her cunt… the unforgivable obscenity of sucking his cock… she could kill him… she loved him! Maddeningly, Shirley's brain raced as she sucked hungrily at his lust-hardened rod of male-flesh that she was working to the very back of her throat just as George had taught her! She could hear the lewd wet sucking sounds as he slavered at her nakedly inflamed loins, could feet his big hands beneath her, clutching the soft rounded cheeks of her buttocks as he burrowed his ravaging tongue deeper and deeper up into her greedily clasping cunt.

She tried to think of what she would do after this, but it was impossible. Her vagina was aflame with the licking tongues of passionate fire consuming her!

Suddenly, she felt his finger massaging the tiny puckered ring of her anal mouth and knew what was coming. Her breath quickened and she forgot everything as with a painful little stab he pushed his finger inward and she felt it worming right up into her hot Spongy rectum to the palm of his big, extended hand!

"Uuuunnngggghhhhh," Shirley grunted around the expanding cock-flesh in her mouth, her lips and tongue momentarily stopping their loving caresses as his sudden invasion of her anal passage caused her body to spiral toward the pinnacle of climax. She felt his mouth sucked tight to the blood-swollen lips of her vagina, his deep-thrusting tongue swirling and lashing the sensitive walls in rhythm to his pummeling ringer in her rectum, and she began to nurse the hot thickness of his lengthy cock with all her know-how, her cheeks lewdly hollowing and swelling, while her soft belly rose and fell frenziedly as she pulled at him!

Never in her adult life had the denied young wife known greater sensations of wanton passion… not even with her Major… and certainly never with her husband Frank! She wanted his cum, the no-good bastard who was fucking his wonderful cock into her mouth! God yes, she wanted that! He had to, she thought desperately, her soft lips clasped tightly around the throbbing, blood-filled head of his cock, her tongue working feverishly to tease his orgasm from him!

And simultaneously, deep inside her, the violent spasms of passion-fired ecstasy began. She squeezed at his lust-inflated balls with both hands, then raked her nails beneath them as she strained to the urgency of her own cumming.

He swore, and swore again, his loins jerking, the massive head of his cock swelling in her hungrily sucking mouth! And then it came! It shot into the back of her throat in wild spurts of teeming, cream-like liquid, gush after gush of the sweet, acid-tasting hotness, joined by the convulsive tremors of her hips as her own climax erupted in a blinding explosion of erotic bliss deep within her tongue-spread loins.

"I'm cumming! 0h God, I'm cummmmmmming!" she groaned out around the swollen rod of spending male flesh in her mouth. And again and again he spewed his hot jets of viscous cum deep into her throat, and she groaned as she continued sucking hungrily, her Adam's apple bobbing obscenely to the swallowing of the boiling semen flooding into the warm wet softness of her mouth.