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Chapter 1


The big German shepherd sat back on his haunches with ears erect and
eyes aglow, watching the shapely blonde girl move busily about the
kitchen. Her visible, soft white flesh, even that hidden beneath her
skimpy bikini, like the tossing of her shoulder-length golden hair,
pleased him with its quivering apples to her every graceful motion. Her
aromatic feminine scent filled his keen nostrils, stirring his interest
more than the smell of the foods she prepared, and occasionally lie
would wander close to her, brushing against the silken warmth of her
long naked legs.

Shirley Douglas hardly noticed the lovable dog's ingenuous display of
affection, except when she nearly stumbled over him and reprimanded her
animal house-guest to lie down in the corner. His flattened ears and
tail-between-legs reaction as he obeyed also went unseen by the
curvaceous, twenty-five year old bride of six months -- her flustered
young mind was that preoccupied with unhappiness.

How long could she go on this way? God, she could hardly call it a
marriage, nor had it been anything faintly resembling one from their
wedding night on ... unless security and material wealth could replace
conjugal bed relations. Long since, Shirley had distressfully concluded
that they could not, though they had been prime reasons in her marrying
a man twice her age. Not that Frank Douglas had been any stranger to
her. She had served as his private secretary for over two years, but
aside from business, their close association had never gone beyond the
platonic stage, even when she accompanied him on week-long business
trips of the small electronics firm he owned and operated with an
efficient hand.

He had always treated her with the utmost respect -- a gentleman of the
first order, as her dead mom would have said -- and perhaps that was
why Shirley's feeling toward him slipped into the category of extreme
admiration without ever touching at love. A widower of five years
himself, Frank Douglas had astounded her that evening at dinner when he
had very quietly proposed that they marry. He knew she could never love
him, that is, not in the same manner she would undoubtedly feel toward
a younger, more desirable man, he had calmly admitted, but he vowed
security and abundant kindness, plus the very limit of his ardent
capabilities, should she want them. Sex was of relative unimportance to
him, he'd shyly assured her, promising that he would always leave that
department up to her. In short, he very much needed and wanted her, no
longer as a secretary, but as his wife!

Remembering it all vividly, the dazzling, blue-eyed young blonde
recalled how thrilled and honored she had felt, and how stupid she must
have looked in her wordless astonishment as she sat there in dazed
silence listening to his quiet and almost humble proposal. Lisa, his
daughter, was seventeen, he had gone on, graduating from high school in
June. She would either be going off to college or, if she had her way,
marrying young Paul Fulton. In any event, shortly she'd be flying from
the nest to leave him rattling alone around that big house. Above all,
he abhorred the thought of that aloneness, but not anyone could
eliminate it. Some might lessen it ... but she, as his wife, could make
it an impossibility!

Shirley had been too dumbfounded, overawed by his offer to answer him
that night, and gently smiling he'd said that he understood and was
willing to wait for a few days for her to consider. Of course, what he
could not have known, for she had never discussed her personal life
with him, was that the only man she had ever loved would be his age had
Viet Nam not claimed him!

Shirley had lived the life of an Army brat. Her father had been an army
career officer and most of her life was spent on U.S. posts throughout
the world. By the time she'd reached eighteen, she had attended so many
different schools she couldn't remember them all, hated the military
existence with a passion, and especially the young shave-tail
Lieutenants a girl had to date if she wanted any social life.
Invariably, they had been conceited and arrogant, all with one main
objective in mind: To strip a girl's panties away as soon as possible
and plunge their lust-hardened penises up between her defenseless legs.
She'd been no prude, but neither had she seen the necessity of dropping
to the level of a camp follower, and that was when she had met Major
George Waldon. He'd been handsome, straight and slender as a bayonet,
looking ten years younger than his forty-five, and finally, a genius at
making love. Whatever she'd learned or knew sexually, George had taught
her ... that beautiful man she had immediately fallen hopelessly in
love with ... taught her carefully and with the ultimate of skill,
keening her young passions on the whetted edge of never-ending desire.
Their plans together had been lifelong ... and then he had suddenly
been torn away from her, never to come back!

Was it any great wonder that she should draw a parallel between Frank
Douglas, a man of similar age, and the lover who had brought her so
much happiness? That same night and with few second thoughts, Shirley
had excitedly made her decision. Security and kindness Frank had
offered. There'd been no doubt in her mind of their assurance, but more
important, she had measured by memory the experienced ability of an
older man who knew how to truly love a girl! The following morning in
his office she had given him her "yes" answer ... and he'd not even
tried to kiss her!

It'd been a private quickie wedding in Las Vegas without so much as
Lisa's knowing, a weekend in which Shirley had eagerly looked forward
to the intimate dynamics of sensual love once more, but ... they'd
never happened! All else had been heavenly, up to that moment when he'd
possessively cradled himself between her hungering thighs after kissing
her all over in almost reverent exaltation ... and suddenly she'd
realized that his huge penis was almost limp! Shocked disbelief could
hardly explain the frustrated feelings she had known at that moment.
Earlier, it'd been like some remarkable phenomenon the equal of which
she'd never seen in its long, sinewy thickness, as hard and erotically
menacing as a God's promise ... then ... nothing!

He'd embarrassedly wept, moving away from her and turning his back.
Shirley had tried to console him, forcing her own needful arousal into
the background with soothing whispers of understanding. He'd been so
long without physical love, she'd breathed into his ear; there was
nothing for him to fret over or be ashamed of ... in the morning it
would be different ... but it hadn't been, nor were the dozen attempts
that followed, no matter how she tried to inspire him. Once, in near-
desperation, she'd begun to move down over his big, age-softening body
with oral intentions, but he had caught hold of her and stopped it
there, suddenly bolting from the bed and their room to leave her not
only in frustration, but shamefully so. He'd despised her sincere
aggressiveness as perverted and wanton, she felt certain, and although
there were a few more futile tries made on his part, Shirley had
forcibly controlled her desire, resigning herself to the fact that
their marriage had been a terrible, terrible mistake.

Lately, he had taken to sleeping in another room, or drinking himself
into oblivion after dinner, and that generally in his study. How he
managed to carry on with his company demands amazed her, he was
drinking so heavily, but he did ... and now Vincent Rivers, with his
dog, Nomad, had arrived on the scene as business house-guests ... a
business Shirley didn't like the least little bit.

The beautiful animal, she had immediately taken to; who wouldn't? He
was a handsome, lovable dog. There was actually an acute sense of over-
intelligence about him which gave her an odd sensation, almost as if
she were in the presence of a human being when he was with her. But his
master ...?

Frank had told her Vince Rivers was coming, nothing more. The moment
she'd seen the white Continental swerve into the drive and the too-
handsome, sleek-looking, well-dressed young man alight with an athletic
flourish of movement, something unpleasant had happened in her sex-
starved belly. There hadn't been time to analyze it then and in the
three days he had been with them, Lisa's belligerent attitude had kept
Shirley so on edge that she could concern herself with nothing else.
The vivacious young teenager despised her stepmother -- there was no
denying that, anymore than she could question the fact that Frank
Douglas' resentful daughter was using every means she could devise to
drive her from under their roof.

And Vincent Rivers gave her a distinct feeling of sexual uneasiness,
made her blush and squirm beneath the steady gaze of his lewdly
undressing dark eyes. She guessed him to be between thirty-two and
thirty-six, an unscrupulous bastard with women and as shady as an elm
tree. Yet he had Nomad, a magnificently lovable speciman of animal, and
their association confused her. The beautiful dog was not in keeping
with Rivers' obvious rakish character. Nomad was gentle and love beamed
radiantly from his big brown eyes, not exactly the emotion a man like
Vince Rivers would inspire, nor be able to instill in such a noble
beast. Where or how Frank had met this man, Shirley had no idea, but
the basis of his being there had to do with his buying a half-interest
in Douglas Electronics, a very disheartening thought!

Perhaps it was that questionable gift called woman's intuition which
had made her cringe at Frank's revelation, or maybe it was the fact
that she'd been associated with the business herself that long. Anyway,
she'd tried to talk to her half-drunken husband, not necessary to
discourage the affiliation with Rivers as much as to make Frank realize
what he was doing! After all was said and done, Douglas Electronics was
his baby!

"I've had it! Had it ... you hear, Shirley? Right up to the top of my
head I've had it!" Frank had replied, never looking in her direction,
never really raising his voice in emphasis as he walked around their
... her ... bedroom finding the clothes he wanted. "Rivers wants
Douglas Electronics. He sits on a fortune left to him by his
grandfather. He's young, vigorous, full of hopes and ideas! I like that
... because he reminds me of myself ... but I'm too old to do the
things I want for the company. He shows his money and he's in, Shirley
... top man! I ... we, if you
want to, we'll go to Europe ... play in the sun-lands ... anything, I
don't care! But ... I've had it! I want to get away from Los Angeles
and the Valley altogether!"

Shirley hadn't pressed. There'd been much more in the tone of his voice
than what he'd actually said. She knew he felt uselessly old and
incapable, but perhaps more than he, Shirley realized why. At that
moment, she could have cried for him, for both of them, because she did
love him in her own way ... she did! But the company was his, all his
to do with however he pleased. Not once in their six month marriage had
there been anything but the indulgent husband offering security and the
kindness he had proposed to her. Drunk? Yes, most of the time lately,
until it had become nearly unbearable between Lisa and herself, and
without any way Shirley could conceive of easing that building tension
...

The distraught young wife could hear her husband's daughter splashing
in the swimming pool as she finished with the canapes. The girl's boy
friend, Paul Fulton, had not come by as he'd promised earlier that
morning on the telephone. Shirley had overheard part of Lisa's
conversation and the teenager's mention of a two o'clock swim date. It
was now nearly four and the blonde girl imagined her stepdaughter to be
as razor-sharp angry as the jagged edge of a tin can, the way she
usually found her.

From the beginning, Lisa had not tried to hide her open contempt for
Shirley, invariably addressing her as "Stepmother" whether they were
alone or the house was filled with people. Shirley doubted that Frank
had even noticed the venom that literally dripped from his daughter's
pretty lips, or the bitterness gleaming in her lovely onyx eyes when
the seventeen year old came in contact with her. There was no question
but what she thought Shirley had married her father only for the money
and security he offered, partial reasons the vibrant blonde woman would
never deny, but never in the cold calculating light she knew that Lisa
saw it all. How could she explain to an embittered girl who hated her
the truth of her feelings toward Frank, and this ... unexpected torment
that was ruining both of their lives? God, she couldn't! No matter how
hard she tried, and Lord knows, she'd never stopped trying -- there was
just no way of reaching Lisa. Even at that moment, the preparations she
was engaged in were for her stepdaughter's graduation pool-party only a
few hours off.

Shirley turned away from the counter, wishing that Frank hadn't
insisted on making an almost social event of it. She, herself, had
wanted to confine the affair just to Lisa's teenage friends, but her
husband had felt it was a good time for parents and neighborhood
friends to get together for a "blast" as he put it, and there was no
reasoning with him these alcoholic days.

Actually, it hadn't been necessary for her to bother with any of the
preparations. The hired help who were due any minute would have looked
after it all. Frank had endowed her with ample people to keep her from
ever using her dainty little hands in the kitchen, but she had done it
because she wanted to! God, she had to keep doing something to occupy
her mind ... either that, or start running as fast and as far as she
could away from there ... and she wasn't quite ready to throw in the
towel yet ... but how much longer could she go on this way?

Nomad whimpered from his corner of the kitchen, attracting her
attention and Shirley smiled over at him, remembering her unnecessary
shortness with him moments before. He was such a sensitive animal. His
big brown eyes seemed to be pleading with her for just one kind word,
his beautiful ears like regal spires on a crown.

"Oh, come here, baby ... Shirley's sorry," the curvaceous, long-haired
girl half-whispered, dropping onto her lushly rounded haunches as he
quickly trotted toward her and she took his handsome head between
small, slender hands. "She didn't mean to scold you, darling, you're
such a lovable guy." She leaned close, kissing him between the eyes,
the affectionate act actually surprising her ... but he was such an
adorable animal. Instantly, his long, pink tongue licked out to brush
warmly over her lips in answer, a second surprising emotion flickering
inside her. "Well ... you old lover, you!" she softly exclaimed,
smiling as she straightened up, still fondly petting his massive head.
"Let's see if we can find something for you in the fridge before
Shirley takes a bath."

Nomad trotted along beside her, brushing against her naked thigh as if
he couldn't get close enough, she thought, pleased at his warm display
of attachment. She found the left-over end of a roast, little more than
a tidbit for his gargantuan appetite and she couldn't help but laugh as
he gulped it away in several bites of his powerful jaws. Then, he went
to his bowl of drinking water while she stood watching, at the same
time deciding against the swim she had planned on earlier. For certain,
Lisa wouldn't welcome her presence, and she doubted their relationship
would stand much more strain without bursting at the seams. Better that
she bathe and rest a little to be ready for whatever stress the evening
could hold in store.

Nomad whined behind her when she walked off toward her bedroom with a
heavy sigh. Shirley heard it and turned to see him staring
questioningly after her. Again, she smiled, her mood immediately
brightening at the longing expression on the big darling's handsome
face. "Well, come on if you want to, baby," she invited him. "I guess
we both need each other's company."

He barked, not loud, but as if he were actually answering her. He
quickly responded, brushing his strong, furry body against the smooth
naked flesh of her leg every step of the way into her bedroom, a
welcome feeling of companionship stirring pleasantly inside the forlorn
young bride. She couldn't help but think of his master as she closed
the door behind them, then again petted his great head.

"How did that sleazy man ever come by you Nomad?" Shirley asked aloud,
reaching up behind her back to unfasten her bikini halter. "Somehow,
you two just don't go together ... unless I have the charming Mr.
Vincent Rivers figured all wrong ..."

Nomad sat back on the soft plush bedroom carpeting to watch her quickly
stripping away her swimsuit, knowing from past experience that she
would be soft and white-looking to him, the nakedness of her with
nothing hidden causing his mouth to open as he began to quietly pant.
He watched her full-rounded curves quiver and sway to her undressing
movements, her pretty smile for him warm and real. Then he saw that the
long golden hair of her head was of a lighter shade than the fringing
curls between her smooth white thighs, and the sight of those long
tresses tossing with the ripples of her softly curved body pleased him.

Shirley couldn't help but study the remarkable dog while she drew water
and prepared her bath. He had followed her into the large tiled
bathroom to take up an observing position nearby, lying down on the
shag rug. He was such an affectionate and genial animal, to say nothing
of his striking beauty and intelligence ... and those eyes, almost
human, she mused, for the first time sensing a flushing twinge in her
cheeks at the way they were avidly staring at her.

Lord, what a ridiculous thought, the naked blonde beauty reasoned,
climbing into the tub. Then, the soothing warm water blended with her
preference of scented bath toiletry, slowly made her forget everything
for a few luxurious minutes. She caressed the fluffy suds over her
full, voluptuously rounded breasts, feeling their tiny pink nipples
budding firmly to her own touch, her denied young body stirring
sensuously as if provoked by the gentle hand of her lover. Memories of
her wonderful Major rushed to mind, but she drove them back, yet not
before a series of rippling delights tingled through her sensitive
loins and quickly aroused belly.

God, this would never do! She would only get herself worked up into a
helpless state of excitement, and there was no darling George to
satisfy the almost spontaneous heat building in her love-starved young
body! She climbed from the tub, refusing to even let herself think
until she was certain the tormentful interlude had passed ... but it
hadn't ... nor could she keep erotic reveries from worming into her
conscious mind! She could see her dead lover's virile nakedness as
clearly as if he were standing before her ... remembering how he had
made love to her ... and she to him ... his long thick length of
swollen male hardness rushing wildly up into her soft, craving belly
... or sucked eagerly into her wanting mouth ... his skilled tongue
licking feverishly between her legs ... oh God, yes, that was it,
intoxicating enchantment ... his magnificent, licking tongue!

Damn! I've got to stop this! Got to!

Nomad watched closely the movements of his hostess' glistening shapely
body as she climbed from the tub and began to quickly towel herself,
his sharp sense of smell detecting the sudden heated scent her female
nakedness had begun to breathe into the room. It was not one he was
unfamiliar with, and even before this he had picked up its exciting
aroma when he had gotten near her. He felt the reflexive heavy weight
come alive and grow in his own fetal loins as he watched her turn and
look at her reflection in the glassed walls of the room.

For a moment, Shirley stood statuesquely, admittedly taking pleasure in
the harmonious balance of her alluring young curves, a sensation of
narcissism strong in her mind-aroused belly. She was well aware of her
own physical charms, and had always secretly been excited by them ...
the full and pink nipple-capped breasts and slender waist sweeping into
the flare of her generously arched hips and smoothly rounded thighs.
How her loving Major had revered her long legs ... like those of a
goddess, he'd said, and the shape of her calves, slender ankles and
tiny feet, kissing them all over ... just as Frank had done the night
of their wedding.

With her fingertip, outlined the secret milky whiteness her bikini had
covered, remembering how that intimate flesh had fascinated her new
husband. He'd kissed it all, the resilient mounds of her firm, uptilted
breasts, the creamy, unsunned ovals of her breasts, kissed and
caressed with panting breaths of excitement ... and then ... what had
happened? Oh God, she didn't want to remember that ordeal ... and she
dropped her eyes to the satiny stretch of untanned skin covering her
flaring hips and the soft little bowl of her lower belly where the
gossamer triangle of sparse, blondish hair began to curl up over her
pussy mound and down along the fleshy vaginal lips, tiny quivers of
mounting excitement tippling feverishly through her.

She had no intentions of denying herself any longer! She was anything
but super-human, and her own love-making was better than none at all
... far better than anything she'd known the past six months! Not that
this was the first time she'd had to resort to her own fingers for
release since her gallant Major, but she'd truly tried to control her
desire as well as the unwanted method after marrying Frank.

Shirley dropped the bath towel and sighed with a visible tremble,
stroking her own caressing hands downward over her hips as she
passionately eyed the mirror. Her soft, short breaths increased in
their intensity with the brushing of her small hands inward toward the
smooth base of her trembling belly to the sensitively pulsating mound
of flesh beneath its silky covering. She taunted the aching mound,
pressuring her extended fingers inward, and the pinkness of her already
moistened vaginal slit briefly mesmerized her.

Oh God! I have to ... have to! I can't stand it another minute!

Nomad whined, suddenly commanding the naked young wife's desire-filled
attention. Almost shamefully, Shirley stopped her lewd, sensual
caresses, to look at him through sparkling blue eyes incited with self-
lust. "Just never mind! You don't have to watch if you don't want to!"
she said, then smiled lovingly at him. "But there are some things,
darling ... some things that a girl has to do once in awhile ... and
this is my once-in-awhile!" She moved toward him and he wagged his
tail, licking his long pink tongue around his jaws, then at her soft,
sweet-smelling hand when she bent down to brush it over his head.

She couldn't help but wonder if, or what, he might be actually thinking
as his big brown eyes seemed to sweep all over her nakedness with an
incredulous greed she told herself was in his eyes. Then, a sensation
of exhibitionism fired the stimulation eating at her as she stood there
posing lewdly before those gleaming animal orbs.

"Y-you can even watch, darling ... watch me do it to myself if you
want!" she whispered raspily, that lurid thought heaping unneeded coals
onto the glowing bed of desire licking hungrily inside her incited
loins and belly. "Come with me, Nomad baby!" she excitedly whispered,
leading him back into the bedroom. "Sit right there where you can see
good, young man, and watch Shirley make herself cum like an erupting
volcano!"

The massive German shepherd stayed beside her, not following, but
crowding his big strong body against the warm naked flesh of her thigh
as she walked, the emanating scent of her body-heat saturating his
sensitive nostrils. He waited, watching her climb onto the bed, her
soft curves dancing for him with every movement ... and then she was
lying on her back and breathing heavily, no longer looking in his
direction. He saw her long white legs spread open in a crab-like
position, her small hand moving down between them to the curl-fringed
pink opening of her loins. Intently, he locked his eyes on her pussy,
seeing her fingers beginning to work in a taunting, circling motion,
tiny sighs of delight coming from her parted lips as her lush white
buttocks rose and fell on the bed to accompany her rhythmically probing
fingers ... and that was when he effortlessly hopped up onto the bed!

The unexpected move took Shirley wholly by surprise. It abruptly
stopped her lurid cunt-fingering, momentarily shattering her sensuous
mood as she stared down between her quite obscenely spread legs to see
the powerful animal move forward between them, and she could only stare
in astonished wonderment! She drew away her hand almost in
embarrassment, and raised up onto her forearms. Certainly, he hadn't
frightened her ... simply startled her with his unexpected action ...
but there was also his lewd position between her yawning thighs to
consider!

Something held her back from ordering the huge dog away as she watched
in lascivious fascination, her widened blue eyes mirroring the
bewildering, heated impulses inside her. His loving brown ones were
sweeping over her exposed female charms as if he were actually
engorging a physical hunger, much like her own, she thought as she
gaped, breathlessly captivated. And then, he began moving in even
closer up over her, dropping his beautiful head to suddenly lick out
with a searing, liquid tongue against the satiny flesh of her softly
spasming belly!

Shirley gasped out at the unthought-of hot contact, the immediate
parchiness in her throat causing her to swallow with a gulping sound as
the pink length of abrasive animal-flesh began to lick wetly over her
tremoring, muscle-tightening belly! The sensations he immediately
aroused were unmeasurable and she felt helpless beneath them as again
and again he did it. She lay there beneath the intoxicating length of
his moist animalish caresses, his fervent tongue causing incredible
sensations of unknown desire to spiral blindingly through her body,
wildly feeding tier lustful yearning!

Ooohhh ... this was beyond the fantastic! He was acting like a lover
... and she had no intentions of stopping him! Just ... just how far
would he go if she let him? My God! The dog's long damp tongue was now
licking with hot possessiveness up over the quivering flesh of her
belly, working higher and higher until it was truly laving the ripely
swelling undersides of her desire-filled breasts! With a tenderness she
couldn't believe, he washed up over each of them in turn, narrowing in
closer and closer on the tiny straining buds of their pink nipples!
Shirley couldn't hold back the moan escaping her when his claiming dog-
tongue hotly grazed the desire-hardened tips, first one and then the
other, sending thrills of obscene enticement soaring through her
nakedly quivering body!

Ooohhh, Lord! She should stop him ... not let it go any further! It was
utterly salacious! Wh-what was she thinking or.

Then suddenly he stopped! Disappointment welled up inside Shirley and
she raised her head higher to see the hulking German shepherd backing
down between her wide-open legs. She bit at her lower lip to keep from
calling him back ... then, as she watched, he poised his massive head
between her lewdly spread thighs and slowly lowered it, his hot animal
breaths teasing against the fringe of silky blonde hair there!

Mesmerized, the keyed-up young wife shivered in disbelief when his cold
wet nose brushed against the warm sensitive flesh of her soft inner-
thighs ... gasping to its contact with the pouting pink lips of her
susceptible pussy! She heard his little whimper as he sniffed at her
sensually aroused loins, his long nose probing at her vulnerable pussy-
flesh with inconceivable familiarity! Shirley felt the moist coolness
of it beginning to explore the smooth valley between her spread-apart
buttocks, and then the fearfully shying lips of her puckered anus!

"Ooohhhh!" the luridly positioned young bride gasped in bewildered
excitement. "Y-you handsome devil! Just what are you up to?"

The dog's hot tongue, as if in answer, shot out to lick feverishly up
and down her deep nether crevice, centering on her snug little anal
mouth, the worming tip wiggling between the clasping, baby-like lips!
Again, Shirley gasped out in lust-charging captivation as his tongue
began to lick wetly at the narrow pink cuntal split between her
obscenely held-open thighs! Involuntary moans gurgled up into her
parched throat, responsive tremors fluttering over her naked white
flesh as he laved fluidly upward over the full length of her passion-
moistened cunt! Ooohhhh Lord ... what wild sensations ... and they were
stabbing inward to penetrate to the very nerve center of her
tremulously Tired belly!

He didn't stop, nor did she want him to! His searing animal-tongue
began to spread between the resilient, swollen lips of her curl-framed
pussy with tong, intensive sweeps, splaying the erotic pink flesh,
pausing finally to lunge with an assailing twirl far up into the heated
depths of her ardently throbbing vagina! Shirley choked, her desire-
filled young body convulsing as she dropped flat onto her back,
writhing in ungovernable enchantment to his incessant oral love-making,
mindlessly drawing her legs back to give the handsome beast full access
to her steaming loins!

From the beginning of his obscenely beautiful love-making, the too-long
denied young wife had been helpless, unable to resist the intoxicating
thrills his pleasureful tongue was generating through her sex-starved
body. Her moaning increased beneath his unceasing licking, her lust-
inflamed mind slipping into a nirvana of pure sensuality. He too whined
as his ravishing animal-tongue grazed and bathed her unresisting loins,
from the tiny circle of her anus tingling upward through the hot wet
crevice of her sensation-infused cunt. At the peak, it hesitated, his
skill perplexing her when it abruptly flicked at the quivering bud of
her clitoris, forcing a groan of enrapturing shock to burst from her
lips.

Time lost its meaning! On and on it went, nothing else in the world of
the least importance, nothing except the magnificent, relentless tongue
licking maddeningly through and over her burning, passion-wet cuntal
flesh until she was gasping and writhing in her feverish nakedness
beneath it!

"Ooohhh ... ooohhh ... ooohhh ... Shirley groaned in throaty sounds as
Nomad flicked his tongue in a fervid, spearing coil up beyond the
clasping mouth of her long-unused vaginal passage! "Oooohhh ... yes ...
yes, darling! Do it ... do it for Shirley, lover! Make me cuuummmmmm!"

With an animalistic whine of her own, the lust-crazed blonde girl drew
her knees lewdly back further to her pulsating breasts, and reaching
down between them to grasp the dog's ears, pulling his long nose down
tight into her wetly clutching vagina! His sizzling tongue raced up the
hot, greedy channel like a loving whip, his canine whimpers mixing with
hers to his fierce, lashing penetration of the glistening flesh between
her wantonly gaping thighs and buttocks.

"Damn ... yes! Oh, lick it, darling! Lick the fire out of my pussy!"
she hissed again, raising her head higher to stare down between her
luridly drawn-up thighs and elevated loins to watch whatever she could
of the forbidden, bestial picture! Almost frantic impulses of burning
passion charged through her at the obscene spectacle! Her wide-split
cunt was flushed to a. blood-engorged redness, its raw flesh the most
lust-enthralling sight she could remember! Her hair-lined cuntal lips
were spread like a ravenous mouth with Nomad's long animal-nose thrust
right up into the tight, slippery sheath of her inflamed vagina! She
could feel his powerful jaws working when he opened them wider, working
his tongue like a huge throbbing cock, stretching the elasticized
entrance as he burrowed it wildly up into her quaking belly, reaching
new intimate depths with every exotic lunge! Frantically, she began to
pull at his great furry head while thrusting her omniverously devouring
loins up at him, tucking his long tongue like a thick, fur-covered cock
farther and farther up into her screaming cunt!

Shirley never heard the pained whimper the big animal made. She was too
overwhelmed by the unique sensations of his raging tongue-tip smoothing
against, then trying to worm its way into the little clam-like mouth of
her cervix, incredible impulses of shattering intensity convulsing her
naked young body! Ooohhh ... she was going to cum! He'd done it ...
with his beautiful long nose shoved right into her clasping pussy-flesh
and his magnificent tongue stabbing like a hot flame at her sensitive
cervix!

Deliriously, the love-hungering young bride clutched at the dog's head,
forcing his phallic nose another fraction of an inch up into the hotly
throbbing passage. She grasped mindlessly at his ears as she lustfully
humped her wide-split loins up onto his buried animal-face and felt the
insane ecstasy of his scorching tongue caressing and spearing deep up
between her quivering legs.

"Ooohhh Goddd ... I'm cuummmiiinnnggg ... babbyyyyyy!" Shirley cried,
hauling almost savagely at Nomad's handsome head as she tucked it in
wanton passion, the bubble of sensuous excitement bursting inside her
to deluge her spasming nakedness with exhaustive ripplings of orgasmic
fulfillment ...!



Chapter 2


Lisa slipped the white terry-cloth shift on over the brief bikini she
had bought especially for her party. With a flourish she freed her long
raven hair, shook it out and began to brush with intentions of up-
sweeping it into a practical pony-tail. She smiled to herself as she
visualized the expression her boy friend Paul would undoubtedly light
up with at first glimpse of her teeny-weeny black bikini. At least, she
hoped he would; she'd bought it with him in mind. While it actually
provided all of the conventional coveting society demanded, it had been
designed to provoke the male senses more than nakedness ever could ...
depending, of course, on what one had in mind.

The vivacious, dark-eyed teenager sipped at her vodka-tonic as she sat
before her vanity adeptly styling her coiffure, the little cogs of her
mind working right along in unison. She'd been more disappointed than
angry when Paul hadn't shown up for their private swim-date earlier,
but he'd put her at ease with a phone call, belated as it was. A sudden
interview for a position at one of the local banks had come up and he'd
only had a few minutes to make it. Consequently, he hadn't been able to
call her until after, and as always, the handsome lamb had been full of
apologies. It had been something his father had arranged for him with
the bank manager, a business acquaintance Paul had said, but he really
had no idea what his chances were of getting the position.

She hoped to God he didn't have any! Lisa could think of nothing more
devastating than a life with a banker-husband and living close to
everything she wanted to get away from ... well, maybe not everything
... not daddy, anyway ... but Paul's doting, religious parents, and
that crafty bitch Shirley who had hoodwinked her father into marrying
her. The thought of an existence amidst them was nauseating. Oh, the
Valley was a tremendous area all right, but a few thousand miles
separating them would be a hell of a lot better, especially between
shrewd Shirley and herself. Her mom had probably turned over in her
grave, poor darling, and there was no question but what that blonde
whore had daddy well on the way to becoming an alcoholic. Of course, he
realized his mistake now, after it was too late ... saw her for what
she was, but she'd already sunk in her fangs. No matter which way he
turned, she was going to financially bleed him, and as much as
anything, Lisa didn't want to be on hand to watch that. God, she might
throttle her with her own little hands!

The well-proportioned teenager gulped from her glass as if to wash away
the mounting, never-absent resentment she couldn't help but feel for
her "stepmother." She was hardly a drinker, but for the last year her
father had permitted her one or two before dinner if she wanted them.
She preferred the non-lingering effects of a little marijuana, though
Paul got uptight when she even mentioned it, so she'd been careful to
only sneak a joint in now and then with her girl friends.

Lisa had long since made up her mind that nothing was going to go wrong
between Paul Fulton and herself. She loved him and had for several
years, even knew way back then that she was going to marry him the
moment he was out of college, and now he was! He had his degree, was a
financial specialist, and she didn't intend that all of those long
years of waiting while he prepared himself should be wasted with him
ending up in some crummy bank job! There were bigger and more beautiful
things in store for them, she felt certain!

Tonight was going to be one of those spectacular events ... a happening
... because she intended to give him the virginity she'd been carefully
saving for that moment when they both arrived! And they had! The
education bit was now behind them. She had no desire to go on and be
anything but Paul Fulton's wife, and he possessed the credential which
could and would support them! They'd get married right away and use the
trust fund her mom had left her for a start ... go east somewhere ... a
couple of thousand miles at the least, far from all of this and the
bitch of a "stepmother" who had kept her from her own father's wedding!

But she didn't want to think of Shirley, or any of the immediate
environment suffocating her... only Paul ... the way he kissed her ...
the myriad times she had unwantingly pressed his creeping hand from
between her hot thighs, or away from the swollen fullness of her
straining breasts ... feeling his throbbing hardness against her
aroused, soft belly when he held her tightly against him! Those were
the ultimate things in her life, and tonight she'd show him with no
limits, right in the back seat of his car, the tiny bikini she was
wearing not only the enticing prop which was going to seduce him, but
the easiest garment in the world to be rid of in an emergency!

* * * *

Vincent Rivers enjoyed meeting new people, they were all potential
contributors to his livelihood. He enjoyed flashing his practiced
smile, holding a wife's hand a second too long, watching the way they
made over Nomad. Women, hungry wives, had always intrigued him in veins
even going beyond sex, specifically gold ones, though that sensual
sport invariably played a part in the final accomplishment.

He was pleased with the multitude of female guests milling about Frank
Douglas' pool-side, hardly noticing their male companions as he quietly
sat in a deck chair, arising only when someone chose to introduce him.
Nomad lay stretched out, leashed beside him. It wasn't quite time to
let the powerful German shepherd do his Geiger-counter thing, though
Vince had no doubts but what he would in grand style. The mutt hadn't
failed him yet ... and he'd thought he was being taken in that poker
game ... that fucking gypsy ...

A teenage dollie jumped into the pool and came up with one firm, white
breast exposed, causing his heavy loins to stir reflexively while the
other kids laughed heartily, one boy making an attempt to help the
unembarrassed girl conceal the resilient nipple-tipped mound back
inside the wisp of her bathing suit brassiere. He watched their hell-
raising antics, the enticing young chicks constantly pulling and
tugging at their tiny bikinis, the fellows paying no attention. Maybe
he was more highly sexed, he thought as he went through the motion of
lighting a cigarette, confident that his smile was more handsome than
lecherous ...

And then, she made her appearance, the belle of the occasion, Miss Lisa
Douglas ... and wearing a black bikini that was nothing short of
nothing! On a body like hers, it could be called "inciting to not!"
Damn! When she turned from him he saw that about two inches of her deep
young ass-crevice was on display, and any man could hardly ignore the
voluptuously rounded ovals of those full teenage buttocks ... unless he
was looking at her stepmother! Christ knows, he'd feasted his eyes on
the both of them enough the past few days, but only in wishful
thinking. Right now he had no intentions of lousing up his big score
with daddy, and making a pass at his women-folk could sure as hell do
it. On the other hand, should either one of those dolls give him the
eyes, which wasn't likely, he was damn certain he wouldn't pass it up.

What surprised the casually dressed, roving-eyed house guest was that
lovely blonde Shirley Douglas seemed to be on the up and up. At first,
he'd figured her for a cool, seductive operator who was putting her own
bite on the old boy and using her ass as the tender trap, but that
wasn't adding up. They didn't even sleep together, and Frank was zonked
most of the time. Still, they got on great together, no outward
animosity, with her always right there to look after his wants and
needs. A crazy frigging setup ... a luscious broad like her with no
obvious cock keeping her happy ... or maybe she was a lez! Could be!
She certainly chilled him right from the beginning. But if she was,
little Lisa wasn't her partner, not the way those two got on.

It was obvious that the kid had no use for her "stepmother" ... and the
way she could spit out that word, like it was burning acid in her
pretty teenage mouth. Yeah, Lisa was jealous, all right, or it might
just be that the kid didn't like the cut Shirley would get of the
family jewels should something happen to daddy. Well, neither of them
were going to have too much worrying over that end of it. He intended
to help alleviate their problem and damned soon, as quick as he was
satisfied that he had Frank Douglas' signature down pat and he could
lay his hand on a company check.

Speak of the devil ... Vince saw the big grey-haired man walk onto the
scene wearing swim-trunks and a broad gun, with a drink in his hand. He
was tall with heavy shoulders, but softening, a layer of tanned flab
and the beginning of a paunch showing his age. Once, he'd probably been
quite athletic, Vince thought, watching his mark shaking hands and
spreading greetings around amongst smiling, drinking friends. Everyone
seemed to like the old boy, or at least they were pretending to ... and
why not, invited to a free bash like this, servants and the whole
smear. Lucky bastard, sitting on his pot of gold ... while he walked
around with fifty bucks in his pocket and the goddamn finance company
trying to locate his Continental. Shit, he had to make his move soon
...

A burst of rock sounds filled with twilight, drowning out some of the
laughter and voices. Vince watched Lisa with her wide-eyed, skinny boy
friend join some of the other teenagers in a series of sensual
gyrations they camouflaged under the term "dancing." Paul Fulton
reminded him of a jack-o'-lantern the way he was grinning and bug-
eyeing the curvy young bitch's near-naked breasts, and Christ, Vince
couldn't blame him much. Those firm full mounds were doing a mind-
bending dance all their own, like the half-revealed ovals of her
rounded ass-cheeks, and there weren't too many of the older male
generation present who were missing the attraction. Not that the pool-
side was lacking in sexy young female pulchritude, but Lisa Douglas was
by far the star, over-shadowed only by her blonde stepmother and she
was hiding her voluptuous charms beneath a silky summer-slack outfit as
she moved among the guests.

Vince felt his penis stir agitatedly in his pants as he watched the
generous curves of the provocative teenager ripple and sway temptingly
to the rhythm of the music. Christ, what a delight it'd be to sink his
thick cock between those, young, tender thighs. He wondered if she was
a virgin? Probably not ... rarities these days ... but was she wasting
it on that scrawny bastard, Fulton? Shit, he didn't look as if he'd
know what to do with it ... and she was a friendly kid, too, at least
she had been so far with him. No come-on or anything like that, but no
chill the way blonde Shirley stirred him, either ...

Nomad's sudden whimper beside him caught Vince River's attention. He
looked down to see the big animal staring in the direction of an
approaching redhead. She was smiling down at the mutt, a shapely doll
about his own age, Vince appraised, her over-abundance of breasts
straining the multi-colored halter trying to harness them. Her hips and
thighs were just a little meaty, but maybe it was the tightness of the
shorts she was wearing. Christ, the outline of her pussy-lips was as
distinct as the part in his hair!

She bent down and petted the dog, giving Vince an ample display of deep
white cleavage before beaming him a smile. "You're Vincent Rivers,
aren't you? I'm Anita Parsons, next door neighbor," she introduced
herself as he stood up catching her hand to hold in a gentle pressure.
"I've already met Nomad. He's dropped by for a snack a couple of times
..."

I'll bet, Vince thought, nodding and smiling as she rambled on. So, the
old Geiger-counter was working true to form ... and her hubby was an
attorney ... probably with some loot stashed, too, but nothing like
daddy Frank was sitting on. Well, she would do for a romp or two if
nothing better turned up, the slick con-artist decided, fileing her
into his mental archives. And she was turning it on for him like a
whore on holiday ... Then a couple more neighborhood wives joined her,
all with special attentions for the lecherous mutt who always got the
gravy before he did, and by the looks of things the four-legged cock-
hound had really been getting around.

Vince unleashed the whimpering German shepherd, watching with inner
delight the way he began brushing up against the trio in turn to
brighten the atmosphere with some scarlet faces. Then, he was off to
rub the thighs of a few more, Vince making his excuses and following
along to keep score. Christ, the bastard had really been doing all
right for himself, though only Anita Parsons looked like anything worth
following up. But guests were still arriving, and the party was getting
livelier and bawdier; lots of goodies could happen yet. A couple trying
to dance with the younger group suddenly fell into the pool. The
teenagers were getting more disgusted by the minute. Oh, that
generation gap. Vince grinned to himself ... and then, he saw Paul
Fulton leading Shirley by the hand to the dance area and Lisa's eyes
glaring like a pair of jeweled flame-throwers! Yeah, things were
getting wilder and wilder, all right!

* * * *

Frank Douglas wasn't too surprised after he'd raised his hands and
asked for quiet, then beckoned his only child to his side, putting his
arm affectionately around her slender young waist to feel her recoil.
He knew he was drunk and that she hated that, and that she regarded
most of their neighbors and friends as a generation of hypocrites with
their booze and sleezy infidelities, practicing a "do as I say, and not
as I do," philosophy on their children. He was well aware of all that,
plus her dislike of Shirley and lack of respect for him in marrying
her. But he was in hopes that when he handed her the keys to the new
convertible parked in the drive which he'd bought her as a graduation
present, she would understand he loved her, and above all that he
wanted her to love him as she always had ...

Lisa smiled, thanked him, then kissed his cheek while everyone clapped,
the cold little imprint of her lips lingering there long after the
party was back in full swing. Frank went to the bar and replenished his
Scotch on the rocks, bantering meaningless words with grinning-faced
guests, feeling empty inside. He saw Lisa in her white shift now,
pulling at Paul Fulton's arm as if she were trying to drag him away
from dancing with Shirley.

"We're all leaving ... come on, Paul!" Frank heard his teenage daughter
snap. "This party's getting to be a drag ... isn't that right,
stepmother? Come on, hon, I'll let you be the first to drive my
consolation prize. We're all going to Jerry's!"

Christ, what had happened to his whole goddamn world? Had he been that
wrong in thinking he was entitled to a second helping of happiness
after Mavis died? It wasn't as if he'd rushed out like a madman with
his cock in his hand looking for someone to stick it into. He'd waited
for five years, five lonely years that he never would've been able to
endure if it hadn't been for Lisa, along with his work. Then, his
blonde angel had come along, but even when he realized that he was
crazy in love with her, he'd waited, letting it grow on him, not
wanting to make an ass of himself or hurt anyone. And in the end, he'd
done just that ... wound up an impotent old fool hurting everyone
involved.

He watched his beautiful young wife move gracefully away from the
teenagers without a word back at his embittered daughter, immediately
smiling and joining a circle of older guests. Christ, how he loved her,
but he loved his daughter Lisa too, and how could he take sides? He'd
hoped that somehow they'd be able to work it out between them, that
gradually Lisa's jealous rancor would mellow, but it hadn't, and he
knew that Shirley had bent over backward to reach the girl.

Damn, his Shirley was such a luscious beauty. He'd never forget their
wedding night when he'd seen her for the first time all breathtakingly
naked. Spellbound, he'd stood there stating at her lying on the bed
like a sculptured statue of a goddess come to life, waiting for him to
come and take her. His heavy cock had burst into the hardness of an
anvil, he remembered, throbbing and hurting with its long denial. He'd
been gasping, almost choking as he crawled onto the bed, afraid to
touch her for fear she might shatter, or dissolve right before his eyes
... And then, he'd kissed her all over, every secret inch of her soft
intimate curves and smooth hollows with a hungering reverence that
seemed to drain the sap from his very bones! His loins had pulsated
with a torment the likes of which he'd never imagined, and though the
aching desire to thrust his lust-swollen cock up into her waiting hot
belly had been a near-insanity inside him ... he knew he couldn't ...
she was too precious ... too delicately gorgeous to violate!

A fixation? That's what Doc Gordon had told him ...

"Nothing unusual about it, Frank," he'd said. "Men who revere rather
than love a woman often get hung-up this way. But I wouldn't worry too
much about it. Give it a little time, fellow ... remember, you're fifty
like me, and you've suddenly walked back into the Garden of Eden." He'd
laughed. "Some of these young apples can really give you a belly ache,
and they don't have to be green either ..."

There'd been more ... nothing of value. He'd gone to a bar and drank
himself into a lusty state, then taxied home, leaving his car behind,
determined to do what he'd finally come to realize she really wanted
him to do, make passionate love to her! God, how excited she'd been,
sensuously offering that beautiful white body up to him ... and even
moving down over him to suck his refusing limp penis into hardness for
both of them ... but he couldn't let her! He just couldn't let her ...
she was too beautiful.

Someone said something, addressing him directly and the big man nodded
and laughed. He hardly knew what was going on around him. Christ, he
was drunk ... and that was the best part ... not knowing what was going
on around you. He wandered off, knowing he was staggering, but making a
special effort. Maybe Lisa was right, the party was getting to be a
drag, especially for incapable old men. He'd go to his study where he
could drink in quiet and think about Shirley. What the hell did he care
about these neighborhood scrubs? Nothing ... not really, and his
daughter's cold kiss still clung to his cheek ... Christ, how he hoped
Rivers would take the operation of the business off his hands ... maybe
then he and Shirley ... maybe ... just maybe ...

* * * *

Shirley had drunk more than usual, but she wasn't sorry. God knows, she
really needed its effects to keep her going this horrible night. Frank
had just gone off into the house and there wasn't much doubt what his
intentions were. Lisa had hurt him deeply, damn her. What she needed
was a good face slapping and someone to bring her to her senses. Oh,
Shirley didn't care about the way the embittered girl had acted with
her; that was unimportant, but with her own father and in front of
everyone ... My consolation prize ...! What a wicked thing to say ...
and the way she'd acted because Paul had asked her, Shirley, to dance!

Nothing had gone right all evening for the unhappy blonde wife, though
she had anticipated most of it. All the same, she'd been careful not to
let the guests read it like an open book on her face. Not that she
personally cared about appearances, but for Frank and Lisa's sake, yes,
she did. And to make matters just a little worse, she had seen the way
Nomad was being friendly with some of the neighbor wives, an odd
sensation of jealousy gnawing at the base of her belly. Maybe, she'd
been a little too free in letting Mr. Rivers' pet out to roam around.
Anita Parsons had been making over him every chance she got all
evening, and Nomad had responded by rubbing up against her ... God ...
had that red-headed bitch taken advantage of him too?

"They've changed the music to something a little more in keeping with
my era, Mrs. Douglas ... would you care to try it once?" Vincent
Rivers' voice jarred Shirley from her thoughts. She half-turned to see
his too-handsome face smiling confidently down at her. Simultaneously,
Nomad trotted up, whimpering, and began to brush affectionately against
her legs.

"Well, hello, darling ... where've you been all evening?" she managed,
bending down to pet his great animal-head, her mind racing like an
atomic engine. She knew she was blushing when she straightened. "Th-
They never forget the hand that feeds them, do they?"

"No ... of course not, and I'm sure you've fed him well ... taken the
best of care of him while I've been following your husband around the
plant, Shirley," he said, actually using her given name for the first
time. "You're very kind and I appreciate it, but I think I'd like it
better if you danced with me."

She could think of no way to refuse her house guest, and after all, it
was a little ridiculous, wasn't it? At last surveillance, this was
supposed to be a party, and there were some thirty other people milling
around ... She let him take her hand and draw her possessively inside
his arms. He didn't dance ... he floated, and that was certainly what
she would have expected from Vince Rivers. Not one tiny mistake as she
sensed herself seeming to blend with his lean, tall frame to the
pleasing rhythm of the music; yet he didn't clutch at her, nor
suggestively press against the soft give of her enjoying body as she
feared he might. It'd been so long since she'd danced this way ... and
the liquor, warm in her belly, was excitingly spurring her on.

"Do you do everything as well as you dance, Shirley?" he whispered down
into her ear.

She felt herself starching to the question, made a misstep and
stumbled. He caught her gracefully, smoothing back into basic steps.
She said: "I'm not very accomplished, Mr. Rivers. I suppose you'd just
have to call me a ... loyal housewife?"

"The backbone of the world they tell me," he replied. "But then, like
Kinsey, I like to find things out for myself. He tells a raft of
secrets regarding loyal housewives."

Shirley swallowed tightly, but not from his words as much as the more
possessive hold he had taken around her. For the first time, she felt
the undeniable swell of his hardening male flesh snug against the
resilience of her soft belly. She looked up at him, her defensive blue
eyes fighting his shifty dark ones. "You've got the wrong wife, Mr.
Riven," she hissed, but not before the sensation of his lengthening
hardness stirred whiskey-roused impulses to flutter through her man-
denied young loins.

"No ... I've just got a girl who's made up her mind to dislike me," he
replied, still smiling. "She likes my dog but she despises me."

"Your dog wears his heart on his collar, Mr. Rivers. There's nothing
pretentious about him."

"And me? Am I some sort of vampire?"

"Some sort, but I haven't figured that out yet," Shirley replied as the
song ended and she backed out of his arms. "Maybe I will if you're here
a few more days."

"And maybe you're just trying to protect what the virgin does," Rivers
said, wishing immediately that he hadn't. Christ, she was sharp ...

Shirley laughed. "Virgin? Let's not make the game too complicated, Mr.
Rivers. Virgins are your meat, as the saying goes. No ... no ... you
have bigger stakes in mind than innocent little girls, and I'll remind
you that I'm not one of them. Be careful, sir! Be careful! Frank
Douglas isn't without people who love him!"



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 co

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As she woke up again, she was tied to what seemed to be a wooden horse. Also she felt, that somebody had cleaned her and her body felt full to the maximum. But she had no time figuring out what had happened since she noticed quite quickly that her master was standing in front of her. "OK you dirty slut, I had you cleaned inside and outside really good. Now you're really prepared for what is about to follow I guess." Lisa was confused. What should be following? She just wanted to be...

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My Wicked Stepmother

It's was my last summer before I was supposed to start college. I had the house to myself most the time and had been wasting my summer playing video games. My dad was always gone on business trips, and my stepmother was usually out shopping, or at the gym where my dad met her.On the Saturday afternoon in question, my stepmother had just gotten home from whatever or 'whoever' she was doing, and my dad was out of town on 'business' again. I didn't really care how screwed up my dad and...

Taboo
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Young Stepmother

Young Stepmother Chapter 1 By Mark Dayette Looking back on it now I had an easy life when my parents were still alive, I was their only son, their special boy Nathan, they called me Nate. I had a childhood like any normal boy, I wasn't exactly one of the cool kids, I wished, but I never felt like I was a loser. My family lived in Philadelphia, PA. For many years Dad took me to the Flyers games. As a teenager I had a few dates but I wasn't too successful with the ladies. I hate to...

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A Caring Stepmother

There I was, eighteen years old and laid out at home after an accident while racing motorcycles, one arm broken, the other fractured above the wrist, cuts and bruises all over. My stepmother was a nurse at the hospital that I was admitted to right after the accident. She checked up on me until I was staying awake more and then began keeping the other nurses out and tending to me herself.It was just as well. I hadn't been able to jack off in a week, and I was getting hard if the fan blew across...

Taboo
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Kinky Stepmother

I threw caution to the wind and jumped head first into my new role as housewife and stepmother with open arms. The only problem was that not everyone else's arms were open.My first official morning as a member of the Norton household began at the breakfast table. I woke at daybreak to make a huge feast for my new husband and my growing boys: eggs, hash browns, bacon, sausage, pancakes, real maple syrup, waffles, fresh strawberries, whipped cream and fresh-squeezed orange juice. I didn't even...

Taboo
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My Sexy RedHeaded Stepmother

I had secretly lusted after Alice, my sexy red-headed stepmother, for a long, long time. She had a habit of walking around the house late at night in a silky, nearly see-through, light blue nighty. It was obvious that she was completely naked underneath because I could clearly make out her dark nipples and the little tuft of hair that was just above her pussy. I was convinced that she knew I could see everything and that she wore the skimpy nighty to intentionally drive me crazy. Many a night I...

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Lust for Stepmother

My name is Eric and I was thirty-five years old when my father died. To say his death hurt would be an understatement. It was truly devastating. Although it was a difficult time, I was fortunate in that I had my stepmother Janice to help me through this period. As I'll say more than once in this story. My real mother had died when I was young. Even though Janice married my father many years after my mother died, I thought of her as my mother not a stepmother. That's important to this story. I...

2 years ago
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The Stepmother

I loved this story and wanted to share it, the writer is "horrorotica" here is a link to the main story: http://www.literotica.com/s/the-stepmotherAs eighteen-year-old Dale Barrett travelled home by train, he felt excited about seeing his stepmom for the first time since spring break. Nervous energy made his heartbeat fast, his stomach feel funny, and his fingers tingle. The reason he felt so nervous about coming home is that his stepmother had told him that she knew about his little secret.She...

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Surrogate for My Stepmother

My name is Kimberly. I tell our family’s story not out of a sense of depravity but instead as an opportunity to share our family’s unique solution in accepting the realities of a challenging situation which required living with unconventional sexual relationships. Some other families may find themselves in the same predicament someday. To be candid and upfront, I have to say that my fiancé, Randy, agreed to become a surrogate to his father’s new wife, Margarita, in order for her to accept his...

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My Shemale Stepmother

My Shemale Stepmother by Richard-to-Rachel My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my...

3 years ago
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My 18yo Stepmother

My 18yo Stepmother I have a really strange family. I was fourteen years old at the time, my mother was thirty-five, and my father was thirty-eight. A couple of years before that, my mother and father decided to have an open relationship where they could date other people. Then of course they fell in love with those other people. After the divorce they even had a double marriage where they stood up for one another. The funny thing was that Mom married a guy that was twenty years older...

3 years ago
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My Shemale Stepmother

My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my dad for the summer. He had bounced back quickly...

4 years ago
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My Shemale Stepmother

My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my dad for the summer. He had bounced back quickly...

1 year ago
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My Shemale Stepmother

Note : This story is completely fictional! My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my dad for the...

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Dirty Stepmother

I have decided to share a story that I have not told anyone in my entire life. After keeping this to myself for so long, I can’t believe I am going to finally share it with the world over the internet. I grew up a pretty normal guy in the 80’s in the suburbs of Phoenix, Arizona. My mom and dad were the literal ‘king and queen’ of the prom in high school. They married right after graduation and gave birth to me, their only child one year later. Growing up my mother...

1 year ago
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Lisas Transformation 910

Over the next couple of days Lisa again was alone in her room. She had tried to finish her orgasm with her hands but she simply couldn't. Whatever she did she couldn't even get near the feeling the enema caused. Lisa got more and more upset. Her vagina now was constantly wet and she even was looking forward for the man to come back. On the other hand the pain in her ass slowly began to grow again. Her belly once again bulged little by little with every day of being shut. This...

3 years ago
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Marcia and her delightfull wicked stepmother

Marcia part 1 (made to date boys) My stepmother never really disapproved of my dressing up as girl, which i discovered in my early teens. She actually encouraged me and provided me with the prettiest of girls clothes(at first supposedly accidentally as in "there's a box of your cousin's stuff i put in your spare closet for safekeeping"-strangely enough all brandnew and all in my exact size - later once she "accidentally" caught me dressed much more directly) as she found it...

2 years ago
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Manipulative Stepmother

Manipulative Stepmother By Caitlyn Masked Chad was always such a push over. I may be his only friend that doesn't make him do things he doesn't like. And it's not even just his friends. His stepmother, Mrs. Bennett, manipulates him into doing whatever she wants. I met him in high school on the football team. He was the star quarterback while I was lucky to make the team as the backup punter. I just figured he'd be the normal jock... leader of the pack, dating the head...

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Submissive Stepmother

Laura stood against the wall, wearing only panties. The chains made sure she stood there. The 10-inch vibrator humming in her pussy and the C-clamps on her nipples kept her aroused. She'd been Barbara's sex slave for most of the summer. Long enough to appreciate everything Barbara had done to her. She'd even lost twelve pounds. As she watched Barbara watch television, she thought about how her life had turned out. Barbara's mother had died in a car accident when she was nine. After the shock...

4 years ago
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Girlfriend To Stepmother

Girlfriend To Stepmother When I was in high school I dated Candice for about a year and a half when we were freshmen and sophomores together. We gave each other our virginities and then proceeded to fuck our brains out for the next eight months or so. She was hot as hell. She was the girl next door type that you take home to meet your mother and you marry. Not only was she ‘hot’ but she was a total exhibitionist too. I was glade that Candice was not a slut because I know for a fact...

4 years ago
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The Stepmother

My name is Luke , I'm 20 years old, tall, with 1m88 , black hair short but full, dark skin and unshaven . I'm an only c***d , a few months living with a stepmother named Mari . She , with her 30 years, curly dark brown , 1m67 , was chubby , had breasts and a nice big butt , white skin was reddish in contact with the sun She took care of me very well , always striving to maximum lest I claimed it for my dad . My father was not really with us , he worked a lot, so we were just me and my...

3 years ago
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SRU The Wicked Stepmother

SRU: The Wicked Stepmother part 1 of 4 By Morpheus The clear sound of her high heels clicking against the hard floor was comforting to Stephanie Miller as she walked through the crowded mall, grimly intent on her purpose. The sound repeated in her head, soothing her with its steady repetition. Keeping her eyes open for whatever it was that she was looking for, she continued walking through the mall. Stephanie was a beautiful blonde woman who knew how striking she was, and...

3 years ago
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My Stepmother

  My name is Will and I'm 19. I still live at home with my Dad and my Stepmother Now I know you're going to say that's pretty normal, but in my case it's anything but. My Dad is 53 and after Mom left him for a younger guy he was very lonely for a long time. He recently got remarried. My Stepmother is from Korea and is 27 and a knockout. My Dad took a trip over there about 6 months ago. He traveled around Asia and when he came back he brought his new bride with him. Her name is Lin and I...

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The Stepmother

My name is Luke , I'm 20 years old, tall, with 1m88 , black hair short but full, dark skin and unshaven . I'm an only, a few months living with a stepmother named Mari . She , with her 30 years, curly dark brown , 1m67 , was chubby , had breasts and a nice big butt , white skin was reddish in contact with the sun She took care of me very well , always striving to maximum lest I claimed it for my dad . My father was not really with us , he worked a lot, so we were just me and my stepmother alone...

3 years ago
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My Stepmother

When my Dad first married Jessi, I was pissed. He is well into his fifties, and Jessi, she's only 25, just a few years older than me. My Dad and I fought a lot during the weeks of him marrying this no good money grabbing whore, eventually, he won out. But Jessi had no idea what she was getting herself into with Dad, or how unhappy she'd wind up being. After awhile, Jessi grew on me, I couldn't help but notice her fit body, and she did everything she could to show it off - wearing low-cut...

4 years ago
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Lisas New Lover

Lisa and I had been living in our new condo about six months when we met the guy who had moved into the unit next to ours, his name is Dave and he seemed like a pretty decent guy. One of the fantasies Lisa and I had talked about was moving into a new place, making good friends and having sex with a neighbor. It seemed Dave was a perfect choice, he worked as a construction contractor and being recently divorced had just bought the condo next to ours. Lisa and I would pillow talk about him...

3 years ago
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Lisas daughter

In my previous post I shared my first experience with my girlfriend’s friend Lisa. I spent time with Lisa fairly often. Normally I would go over to her house after visiting my girlfriend. Especially if my girlfriend’s children were home or she didn’t want to have sex. I did tell Lilly that I had gone over to see Lisa after leaving her place one evening to pass on her offer. So she was aware that I was visiting Lisa. I had mentioned that Lisa’s daughter looked just like her mom. she had turned...

3 years ago
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Sins From My Stepmother

Then, finally, after two weeks of blue-balling abstinence, Mom and I got our chance. It was a Friday night and the three of us were sitting around the living room debating what to do for dinner. It had been scorching hot all day and was forecast to storm.Mom was looking fantastic as usual. She was sitting on the sofa opposite me in a plain white T-shirt and a ridiculously tight pair of jeans. Her top was stretched so tightly over her big tits that I could plainly make out the lace pattern...

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A BadStepmother

This story has been written as a result of a desire to explore this aspect of writing. Thank you to scottMaster, Corbie, Amazon36DD and Gentleman friend. Their conversations with me on a variety of subjects helped contribute to this idea, and give me the freedom to write it. English is my second language. I promise I do try to avoid errors in my stories, but I do not claim to be perfect. I hope that whatever mistakes you may see do not detract from your enjoyment. As always...

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A BadStepmother

Introduction: A step-mother surrenders to taboo desires. ** Hello. This IS A COMPLETE WORK OF FICTION. FICTION. FICTION. It contains incest between a Step-mother and her Son. If that is not something you feel comfortable reading, then I suggest you choose another story to read. It is not intended to offend, so if you will be offended by this work of FICTION then please seek your entertainment elsewhere. If you plan to curse me in the name of whatever God you worship, then I would ask why you...

2 years ago
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How I Met My Stepmother

{if Score = 0}You are reading the story in Game Mode.{else}Please click Start Game to begin reading, or parts of the story won't make a lot of sense.{endif} It's Friday morning and I'm at home in my shared student house, getting ready to go to class, when I get a call from my dad, Steve. "Hey Dad," I say. "What's up?" "Jamie!" he says. "Glad I caught you. I've got some news." "Yeah? Good news, I hope?" "You could say that. Leona and I are getting married!" Leona is my dad's girlfriend....

4 years ago
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Amazing sex with my friends new stepmother

I was spending the night sleeping over at my friend Tony's house. We had gone to the pool for a swim and when we returned to his house I met his new stepmother Kelly for the first time. She was 28 years old and incredibly sexy, 5'9" tall with a curvy figure and beautiful perky breasts that bounced and jiggled around under her shirt as she moved around the house. After Tony introduced us he and I headed back to his bedroom to change out of our wet shorts. Once inside with the door closed I said...

2 years ago
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Stepmother

I was 18 when my parents divorced, and the clink of dishes thundering settled in different cities. I, as is usually the case, continue to live with their mother in our small provincial town. His father moved to Moscow where he excelled in business and married a young teacher 27 years (as I have heard from talking mom and grandmother - "found a young metropolitan slut"). After high school, it's time to choose - or work in the town's only factory - Ball bearing, where his father worked for me 10...

2 years ago
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The Stepmother

Introduction: Fuck of the centuryThe Stepmother.When I was 16 my entire family life started to unravel.My mom was cheating on my dad and he was also cheating on my mom.Eventually my mom left with her lover to France leaving me with my Dad.After a few months he sat me down and said he would like for me to meet someone very dear to him.In walked this gorgeous looking female. She had those long legs, great ass and the best of tits.She was extremely attractive and had a sex goddess look about her....

2 years ago
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Stepmother

It all started when I came across nude pictures of my Stepmother. The pictures weren’t too risque. Her bending over a chair in her underwear showing her ass looking back smiling with this devilish sexy grin. Another was her on clean white sheets cupping her breast showcasing her nipples. I loved that one so much I loved the look on her face in the pictures. I felt bad after but not that bad I had a crush on her before my dad ever married her. I remember the first time I saw her I thought she...

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The Affair With My Stepmother

I could not stop thinking about her perfect breasts, her fit behind and her beautiful, long legs. That was all I thought about all those endless workdays at my father's house. I was there to put paint on the freshly-build walls and to give a helping hand in general. The house had been under construction for over a year and it still wasn't complete. When I had started working there had been some process but now my working pace had decreased. I couldn't concentrate! Every once in a while my mind...

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ExStepmother

Note : This story is completely fictional! It all started when I came across nude pictures of my Stepmother. The pics weren't too risque. Her bending over a chair in her underwear showing her ass looking back smiling with this devilish sexy grin. Another was her on clean white sheets cupping her breast showcasing her nipples. I loved that one so much I loved the look on her face in the pics. I felt bad after but not that bad I had a crush on her before my dad ever married her. I remember the...

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Lisas first gang bang

Lisa always wanted a gang bang. She was married to Max and it was their fantasy for many years. Many times during their sex sessions, she indicated that she had to have a gang bang. At least 6-8 or more men. All fucking her and using her body for their complete satisfaction. Different cocks, different shapes and sizes and even colours pounding into her. Ramming into her, making her cum and ultimately using her as a cum dump. That is what she wanted, to ultimately be a cum dump for men. During...

4 years ago
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Lisas secrets

Standing in the corner, Lisa remained silent but could feel his eyes on her nude body. Her shoulders drooped slightly as she realized there was nothing she could do to hide herself from his gaze. If only the room was darker, if only he would allow her a robe. That was not to be at this point. She had agreed to submit herself to him on a trial basis for the week so that they could determine if this life is what was really in her heart or just another of her fleeting fantasies. Suddenly, she...

4 years ago
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The Stepmother

When I was 16 my entire family life started to unravel. My mom was cheating on my dad and he was also cheating on my mom. Eventually my mom left with her lover to France leaving me with my Dad. After a few months he sat me down and said he would like for me to meet someone very dear to him. In walked this gorgeous looking female. She had those long legs, great ass and the best of tits. She was extremely attractive and had a sex goddess look about her. My dad said they were going to get...

4 years ago
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The Stepmother

Paul had always been attracted to older proffessional women since a young age, the idea of an encounter with someone much his senior had always been has most focused fantasy and he never had much luck with girls his age in their late teens nor was he particularly attracted to them. When his parents separated he was living with his mother while his father brought his new partner into the original family home, after a few years it was decided that Paul should meet his dads new girlfriend who had...

3 years ago
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The Stepmother

Kim pulled into the driveway and sighed. She'd just had to drive halfway across town because her husband, Roger, had forgotten the notes for his presentation. Roger had told her he would've come back himself, but this presentation was important for his job and he needed to be there to network with, in his words, 'the important players'. Kim thought he just wanted her out of the way, but she'd agreed anyway. Kim (33) had married Roger (41) only 6 months ago. He was a charming, attractive, and...

2 years ago
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The hated stepmother

My mother died when I was six years old. This was obviously a crushing blow to one so young, but my dad did his best to make me normal. My father honored the memory of my mother and didn't date for a few years. However, he was a handsome man and a great catch for any lucky woman. Finally, my dad met a woman named Angie and eventually married her when I was ten years old. Angie and I got along pretty well the first two years or so but then she got pregnant and gave birth to my half-sister...

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Gills Stepmother

Gill was one of my best friends and he lived next door to me. His mom and dad got a divorce a while back then his dad married this hot woman. It was like the opposite of his mom. Her name was Bonnie and she was as dumb as they get. I mean this was dumb, but she looked good and from everything I heard from Gill, she liked to fuck. Bonnie was kind of funny and we all liked her. And she would throw these innuendos into things that made us wonder if she was as stupid as we really thought. She...

2 years ago
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The hated stepmother

My mother died when I was six years old. This was obviously a crushing blow to one so young, but my dad did his best to make me normal. My father honored the memory of my mother and didn't date for a few years. However, he was a handsome man and a great catch for any lucky woman. Finally, my dad met a woman named Angie and eventually married her when I was ten years old. Angie and I got along pretty well the first two years or so but then she got pregnant and gave birth to my half-sister...

Incest
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The Stepmother

Paul had always been attracted to older proffessional women since a young age, the idea of an encounter with someone much his senior had always been has most focused fantasy and he never had much luck with girls his age in their late teens nor was he particularly attracted to them.When his parents separated he was living with his mother while his father brought his new partner into the original family home, after a few years it was decided that Paul should meet his dads new girlfriend who had...

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the first time with my stepmother

for me and joe it start about 10 years ago he was about 18 in these day it was after supper i ad drink way to much and i wasfucking turn on by the cute boy playing with is play station i was looking at is dick i was so fucking horny is was hot that day hewas waring only is undy i could see clearly where is huge dick was under is undy my good i was so fucking wet i had to get is young hard dick in me so i when upstate to change myself i put my sexy panty the one you can see all of it (pussy)and...

3 years ago
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My Lovely Stepmother

I was 18 when my father married again. My mother had died of cancer 4 years ago and my started father frittering away his life to alcohol and seducing the maids at our house, so my father’s friends and relatives pestered him to get married again and arranged a new bride for him. My new mother was a widow of around 28 without a kid when she married my father and stepped into our house as a new bride. It was a low-key affair. I was introduced to my new mother. I must admit I was taken in by her...

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