Scarcely aware of the groans of her friend, Ellie concentrated on the long hard cock surging in rhythmic bursts deep into her vulnerable pussy. It was a strange sensation at first, the unrelenting forcefulness of the prick battering her cunt combined with the obscene knowledge that that prick belonged not to a man but to an animal. She felt humiliated, depraved.
And, little by little, she felt something else.
It was pleasure… a steady mounting pleasure. As soon as her cunt-walls quit trying to fight off the filling strokes of the dog's cock, they left the blonde's nerve-endings wide open to the relentless pleasure that accompanied Nugget's furious pace. With timid little movements at first, then more exuberantly, Ellie thrust her ass back at the big dog's loins. Like a bitch in heat, she was encouraging the animal to have his way with her. She was begging for that unnatural cock to ream her harder, deeper, faster.
"Ooooohhh! Oh God-d-d! It's good-d-d!" The girl scarcely recognized her own voice, hoarse with emotion. It was as if this strange afternoon had brought out a whole new person in Ellie Jones.
Wanda, too, recognized the change in Ellie. She would have had to be deaf and blind not to. Suddenly the blonde was churning back against the big animal's cock like she had been doing it forever – like it was the most wonderful thing she could ever do. Her shapely round buttocks slammed against the dog's dark-furred loins with rhythmic intensity. Watching the devil emerge from her friend made Wanda fingerfuck herself with greater abandon, until her belly was a broiling pit of lust.
For long minutes the women writhed in harmony, the one taking a dog-cock deep into her cunt, the other relying on her own fingers. Their mewls and moans mingled in erotic cacophony. The excitement was pushing them both to the outer limits of their endurance. It was Ellie who gave out first. She had been struggling under the intense sensual input for much longer now than she had ever imagined possible. Things just kept getting better and better, until she was coming.
Wanda was not far behind her. Just knowing her friend was cumming from the stimulating blows of the dog's cock drove her over the brink. "Oh Ellie baby! My pussy's on fire!"
When their crisis had passed, Wanda a took off her clothes and cradled the younger woman in her arms. She stroked and soothed the confused blonde, offering her sips of Scotch to calm her jangled nerves. It had been an incredible experience for Ellie, one she was not yet ready to deal with. She accepted the conscience-killing booze gratefully. At last, she slept, her head nestled against her friend's lush tits.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ellie was awakened by a nightmare. A nightmare that she had had before. This time, though, there was a difference. This time, the bad dream was a reality.
Ever since the day when she had run across the old man and his dog in the woods, his leering face had come hack from time to time to haunt her dreams. She would awaken, terrified, sure that he was after her ripe young body.
Now she opened her eyes and saw that same leering face hovering over her. Wide-eyed, she looked frantically around her. There was only the dog sitting quietly by the bathroom door. Now Ellie knew for sure that Nugget was the prospector's dog. The thought that she had just screwed the old lecher's animal sickened her. It must be a nightmare! It couldn't be happening! But the closeness of the old man's garlic breath told her it was!
When at last her eyes came back to the man, she saw more than his ugly leering face. She saw his swollen cock, pulled from the fly of his baggy trousers, poised over her vulnerable blonde pussy. She tried frantically to push him off her, to sit up. It was no use. Qld he might be, but weak he was not.
At last the frightened, confused girl found her voice. "Where's Wanda? What are you doing here!" When he continued to smile at her, she ceased trying to be rational. She began to cry and beat her fists against his chest. "Get off of me! Get off! Please!"
She didn't dare yell too loudly. Her dilemma was that she could not risk being discovered naked, her pussy coated with cum, by any of the townspeople. How would she ever explain to Hank? Her only hope was Wanda. Without her help, she was this man's virtual prisoner.
"Don't worry, baby! I'm not going to hurt you! You should like what I've got here for you." He fondled the turgid shaft of his prick, grazed the tip against her wet cunt-lips. He grinned as she tried to recoil from him. The weight of his body held her firmly.
"Please… please leave me alone!"
"Hell, baby… I know you've been screwing old Nugget there. The evidence is smeared all over you! You've just got to give me a turn. My feelings will be hurt if you don't!" He felt his cock throbbing urgently against the yielding flesh of her cunt-opening. It had been years since Jim had been this aroused. Even though Wanda had cured him of his hard-on problem, he hadn't ever felt up to screwing her. Head jobs were as far as he let her go.
But as soon as he let himself into the redhead's room and saw the lush blonde lying naked on the bed, his cock had throbbed to erection. And with his hard-on had come the certain instinct that he would have no problem screwing this cunt. Ever since he saw her that day in the woods, the new prospector's wife had had a starring role in all his dreams and fantasies. Now was his big chance to make his dreams come true. If only Wanda would stay away long enough to give him his chance. He wasn't sure what the redhead's relationship with the blonde was, but he knew Wanda was woman enough to drive him away if she had her heart set on it.
As the older man's cock-head pressed more and more insistently against her cunt-slit, Ellie's mind struggled feverishly for a way out of her horrifying predicament. Where was Wanda! Had she let this man stay alone with her? Her wide blue eyes stared fearfully into the man's. Though she hated to admit it, her instincts told her she was lost!
"Where's Wanda?" she sobbed meekly. She had lost heart for the struggle. Alone and afraid of gossip, there was nothing she could do to save herself.
"Who knows?" he replied carelessly. "I just came to get my dog. Wanda gave me a pass key before I left for Frisco. I'll tell you, sweetie… I didn't expect a hot surprise like you to be waiting for me in here. I was feeling plumb disappointed when Wanda didn't answer my knock."
Her defeated spirit grabbed hold of one faint consolation. Wanda hadn't been here when he arrived! At least, now she knew her friend hadn't handed her over to the prospector like a consolation prize at a raffle.
All this talk and no action was putting one hell of a strain on Jim's swollen cock. Without further hesitation, he gripped her firmly by the shoulders. At the same time his rock-hard prick drove deep into her cum-slickened pussy. Though her little hole was tight-clenched, the plentiful fluids from her last fuck made it easy for Jim to work his cock in and out of her cunt. "Uh, Christ! It's been a long time since I've had anything like this! Jee-zuz, it's good! Hot tight pussy! Wowee!"
As the old prospector labored over her helpless body, tears of shame flowed from Ellie's eyes down over her flushed cheeks. Though she still had not come to terms with her afternoon's abandon, at least she could have appeased her conscience with the thought that she had fallen to a woman and a dog – not another man. Not anyone who could compete with Hank on his own ground.
Now though, there was this man, this repulsive old man, who was having his way with her vulnerable young cunt. She could never forgive herself for this – for getting herself into a situation where she was powerless to save herself. She couldn't even yell, for fear of discovery. Instead, she continued to plead softly for mercy. "Please – let me alone. Don't do this to me! Pleee-ze!" Desperately, she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, trying to make the bad dream go away.
"Not on your life, baby! If Nugget is good enough for this tight little twat, then so am I!" Swallowing hard, Jim summoned all his energy to keep from giving in to the powerful call to orgasm. He wasn't ready yet to put an end to this landmark fuck. He wanted something he could think about for the next ten years. He wanted to make the pleasure last.