A young woman is introduced to beastiality

Alan and Allison were newcomers to the small northern
sea side town; they had decided to move north after
selling their small business in the south. Tired of the
long cold winters they had moved up the coast in search
of a warm tropical climate. Travelling in a caravan,
stopping at different resorts until quite by chance,
decided to take a small road off the highway, ending up
at a caravan park close to the beach.

It was perfect, not too far north where the summers
would be too hot, but far enough north where the
winters would still be mild; a population that was
largely tourist, the locals friendly. A town that was
sufficiently large so you could maintain your anonymity
without people prying into your affairs.

After six months in the caravan park the decision to
sell the caravan and buy a house and settle was easy.
The home they chose was perfect. It was Secluded and at
the end of a cul-de-sac. The back of the house was
surrounded by bush and only five minute walk to the
beach. It was adequately large should their children,
now married, decide to visit. The screened swimming
pool in the back yard was totally private.

Alan and Allison joined the local Golf club. It was a
sport they both liked but due to the long hours running
their small business they had never had the time to
fully enjoy the sport. It was there, after a round of
golf Alan was having a drink with the manager. The
conversation turned to computers. The manager was
having some trouble with the club’s computer and the
local agents were having difficulty in rectifying the
problem.

Alan offered his services, two and half hours later the
problem was fixed, also Alan had implemented a couple
of his ideas to help with the smoother running of the
club. Word got out that Alan was a whiz at fixing
computers. It was not long after that Alan had all the
work he wanted. They decided to convert the forth
bedroom into an office. The income derived from this
meant that their savings would remain intact.

In their late thirty’s, looking ten years younger, Alan
and Allison were in the prime of life, regular games of
squash and golf keeping them fit. Allison was petite,
only 4ft 10in, had a trim figure with a slim waist and
well rounded breasts, still firm despite the fact she
had had two children. With her hips on the broad side
and a well rounded bottom; the two items of her anatomy
that were perhaps showing signs of maturity. Short
light brown wavy hair framed an attractive face. Large
grey eyes, high cheek bones, and a wide expressive
mouth below a cute turned up noise; she still had the
ability to turn a lot of heads.

Alan at 5ft. 11, slight build, had a rugged out door
look; dark hair and dark brown eyes. The tell tale
slight bulge above his belt was the only flaw to his
otherwise perfect physique. Although he was not what
you could call handsome, but there was something about
him women found alluring.

At parties or social gatherings he could always be
found with at two or three women from 18 to 80 at his
side. After nineteen years of marriage, Allison was
well aware of this attraction and accepting the
situation. She was also conscious of the fact that from
time to time he had played around. She had a few
secrets of her own she felt sure Alan was unaware of.

As usual Allison was up early; dressing quietly she
left the house and headed for the beach. Leaving Alan
asleep, she knew he enjoyed the luxury of sleeping late
after years of getting up early to run their business.
It was a good time for a walk, being mid summer the
mornings were cooler, the beach nearly deserted,
Allison did enjoy her morning walks. At this time of
the year most of the tourists had gone back south.

She walked briskly to the end of the beach and back
again. An elderly couple exercising a yapping,
miniature dog that was more like an over-grown rat,
were the only ones sharing the long expanse of white
sand. Nearing the access steps leading from the beach,
she rested. Lying on her back, hands crossed supporting
her head she closed her eyes; remembering the tender
moments making love to Alan the previous night. It had
been one of those nights when orgasm followed orgasm
until she lost count. Her thoughts now triggered tiny
quivers in her pussy; the lips still felt thick and
puffy from the erotic encounter of the previous night.

The dog appeared from nowhere, its long tongue licked
her face jolting her from thoughts of sexual pleasure
to shock. She Sat bolt upright, the dog darted around
her and in a flash his head went under her skirt, its
cold nose touched her inner thigh then two quick licks
at the crotch of her panties that hit her like
lightning; sending a flash of wanton pleasure up her
body. A hand reached down slapping the dog hard on the
rump.

“Get! You bad dog, Ben. Get!” Allison looked up at a
strikingly beautiful woman who squatted down in front
of her, with an arm around the dog forcing it to sit.

“Please forgive me, I am so sorry about this, Ben has
never done this before. He is usually very cautious of
strangers, please accept my apologises.”

She spoke with a soft deep voice with a curious accent,
not European or English, Allison could not pick it. Her
black hair was straight and gathered at the nape; it
fell in one long braid to her lower back and shone in
the early sunlight. She had extraordinary green brown
sparkling eyes. Her full and sensual lips were smiling
at her. Allison found her totally bewitching.

“Oh that’s all right, he did give me such a scare
though.”

“I’m Bobbie.” The striking woman extended her right
hand.

“Allison.” Allison said taking the offered hand, it was
cool to touch the fingers long, the grip firm; Bobbie
holding on as she continued to speak.

“There must be something very special about you
Allison, Ben has never been disobedient, we were
walking up the beach and he just took off; went
straight to you as if he knew you, I can’t get over
it.” Finally letting go of Allison’s hand as she
stopped talking.

“I must say he is a fine looking dog Bobbie”.

“I got him when he was seven weeks old, his paws were
so huge I was going to call him Big Foot; it did not
seem to suit him, so I settled for ‘Ben’ as in Big Ben
the clock in London, it’s easier than Big Foot. I had
thought he was going to grow into a massive dog but he
is eighteen months old now, so this is as big as he
will get; his paws are still large, even for a
Labrador”.

As they were talking, the dog still sitting beside
Bobbie, each time it heard it’s name his tail would
wag, brushing the sand. Allison looking at the paws
could not help but notice the big furry pouch with
about an inch of red pointed cock sticking out, aiming
right at her, not only were the paws large, so was that
cock; it sent a shiver through her, remembering the
licks it gave her. She wondered if it had been trained
to lick pussy.

She had heard of such things; ‘ What is wrong with me?
Getting sexually aroused by a dog.’ Allison thought to
herself. She had been so lost in thought she had missed
what Bobbie was saying.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” She said blushing, not
knowing why she blushed.

Bobbie noticed the blush, looking down at the dog she
realised what Allison had been looking at, she gave a
strange smile making Allison go even redder.

“Do you live here?” Bobbie asked; noticing Allison’s
embarrassment deciding to change the conversation away
from the dog as she made herself more comfortable on
the sand, sitting facing Allison.

Allison’s self-consciousness slowly dissolved as they
talked, she was relieved when the dog lay down, his
cock no longer a distraction; now she could concentrate
on the conversation.

As the women sat quietly talking they warmed to each
others company, feeling an irresistible bond forming
between them as Bobbie told her a little of herself.

Bobbie’s parents were Australian, graduated from Sydney
University as Veterinary surgeons. They married in
Australia before going to Rhodesia, as it was called
then, after independence it changed its name to
Zimbabwe. They worked for the Zimbabwean Government in
various Game reserves. After Bobbie was born in
Rhodesia they moved to Mozambique where at 18 she met
and married a young Vet.

Everything went well for two years; then tragedy
struck, her parents and husband were killed. The car
they were travelling in hit a land mine. It was during
the terrorist uprising, a dangerous time in Mozambique.
Bobbie was devastated, her life shattered. She decided
to come to Australia and meet her relatives whom she
had never seen.

Money became a problem. When she left Mozambique she
was only allowed to take out $500. Her parents
Insurance company was Australian so she had that paid
into a bank in Perth. With the money from the sale of
the Veterinary Practise she bought a mobile motor home
imported from America. She had it delivered to South
Africa then she shipped it to Perth.

For just over three years Bobbie had toured around the
country living in the motor home, visiting family;
taking the odd job whenever she felt like staying in
one spot. Like Allison she had turned off the highway
and found this delightful little town. She had been at
the caravan park for a month and for some unknown
reason did not want to move on.

As she talked, Bobbie would now and again lean forward
to touch Allison on the arm or leg to emphasis a
remark. The touching became more and more frequent,
lingering longer each time; she had also changed
position. She was now sitting with her knees up,
resting her chin on them; her feet had slowly parted
until now Allison could see the dark triangle of pubic
hair; Bobbie was not wearing panties under her light
cotton dress.

Allison was feeling uncomfortable again, she was
convinced that Bobbie was exposing herself
deliberately. The thought was turning her on, her pussy
was getting wet, giving involuntary twitches. Even the
dog had sensed the change in the two women and had sat
up. Now the two of them sitting side by side, Bobbie
with her pubes showing; Ben the dog with his red
pointed cock slowing emerging from it’s protective
sheath.

Allison started to have the most unusual erotic
thoughts running through her mind. Images of Ben
licking her pussy, herself sucking Bobbie’s vagina, Ben
fucking Bobbie, Ben fucking her, these thoughts were
flashing across her mind; it was getting too much for
her she had to break the spell. Closing her eyes, she
shook her head trying to clear her mind. She could not
understand what had come over her, although she had the
occasional fling while married to Alan and several love
affairs before she was married, she had never thought
she could be turned on by a woman let alone a dog.

There was one time when she was ten years old, she and
her best friend and school mate decided to explore each
others pussies, it was erotic and enjoyable but they
only did it a couple of times. It was what started
Allison exploring herself and masturbating.

Bobbie’s soft deep voice slowly penetrated the fog in
her brain. She opened her eyes to see Bobbie was now
standing above her, her hand out-stretched. “Come, lets
go to my motor home for a cup of coffee; it’s getting
too hot to be sitting in the sun.”

Allison took the hand, letting Bobbie help her to her
feet. As she stood up she relaxed her grip, Bobbie did
not let go; they walked up the steps and to the car
park holding hands like two lovers; Ben running in
circles around them, wagging his tail so hard his rear
end also going from side to side.

Parked in the area reserved for tourist coaches; the
motor home was as big as a bus. Bobbie unlocked the
door. As they stepped inside Allison noticed a clock on
the wall, ten past nine.

“Is that clock, right Bobbie?”

“Yes it keeps good time, why do you ask?”

“I had not realised it had got so late, I will have to
get home, Alan will start to wonder where I have got
to.”

“Not a problem, I’ll drive you there, come on up to the
front.”

Allison was about to object; but Bobbie had gone
through the small lounge room, pulled aside a curtain
and was sitting behind the wheel, so she followed. She
Sat in the passenger seat, the dog came through and lay
at her feet.

Bobbie handled the big van as if it was a car while
Allison gave directions. It only took a few minutes and
they were parked on the front lawn. There was no
vehicle in the carport which meant Alan had gone out.
As Allison stood up the dog put it’s head up her dress;
the cold snout touched her knickers and the lick came
before she could move away. She glanced up to see if
Bobbie had noticed, but she had disappeared behind the
curtain. Not knowing what compelled her, Allison wanted
to feel that tongue directly on her pussy.

She pulled the crotch of her panties aside, offering
her bare vagina to the dog. Its tongue, on the first
lick parted the lips, the second and third strokes
penetrated her vagina. Pushing the dog away she stepped
through the curtain; never in her life had she felt
such wanton lewd pleasure; those three licks had almost
given her a climax. She felt weak at the knees and her
face felt flushed. Allison was completely mystified at
why she let the dog lick her like that, she wondered
what possessed her to even contemplate it.

“He is a very talented dog don’t you think?”

Bobbie had been waiting for her to appear through the
curtain partition. Allison felt she had only been a few
seconds behind Bobbie but with that remark Allison was
certain Bobbie knew what had transpired. It was
probably why she had left the driving compartment so
quickly, just to see if Allison would let the dog lick
her. She blushed a deep red realising she had taken the
bait.

Trying to cover her embarrassment Allison invited
Bobbie in for coffee saying that there would be more
room in the house. Bobbie asked if Ben could come in
too as she really did not like leaving him chained to
the van. “He will be Good.” she concluded putting a lot
of emphasis on good.

In the kitchen Alan had left a note saying he should be
back at lunch time. The supermarket had phoned for help
with one of their computers. Allison led Bobbie and Ben
through to the pool patio.

“Oh Allison it’s beautiful, so secluded, you could
skinny dip without anyone seeing you.”

“Yes, it’s one of the main reasons we bought the house;
the pool is completely secluded from prying eyes.”

“Do you mind if I go for a swim?” “It looks so
inviting.”

“Help yourself; I will make us some coffee first, I
could use a swim too.”

Before Allison finished speaking Bobbie had reached
behind her back, unzipping her dress. Shrugging it off
her shoulders, it slid down her body falling in a heap
at her feet. She was completely naked as she stepped
away from her dress. She turned her back to Allison,
with legs apart and straight; bending from the waist
she picked up her garment. Only a few feet away Allison
had full view of Bobbie’s pussy lips. Turning to face
Allison she came forwards placing the dress on a chair
beside her.

For a fleeting moment Allison thought that Bobbie was
going to take that one more step and embrace her. It
might be her imagination but she felt she could feel
the heat emanating from that gorgeous body. The tits so
close she saw every line and every little dimple on the
areola and large nipples that were arrogantly pointing
up from the cone shape breasts.

“You sure I can’t be seen Allison?”

“Only by me; we are alone in the house.”

Ben, who had been exploring the garden came bounding
over, placed his muzzle between Bobbie’s legs; Bobbie
spread them a little letting the dog lick her a few
times before reaching down pulling his head away. “No
Ben, you know you should not do that in front of
someone we have just met.”

Allison’s pussy creamed, a lump formed in her stomach,
knowing what that tongue was doing to Bobbie; she
turned unable to watch for fear of stripping off her
cloths and, and, and; perish the thought.

“I’ll go make the coffee.” Her voice a husky whisper.

She went into the kitchen and turned the kettle on
before going down to the bedroom. As Allison undressed
she looked out of the bedroom window at the pool.
Bobbie was standing with her legs apart on the lawn;
the dog lapping at her pussy as she started to pee,
letting go in short spurts, finally giving a shudder as
the dog licked her clean. Giving the dog a pat on the
head she stepped to the edge of the pool and dived
gracefully in. The dive was so smooth she barely caused
a ripple.

Allison had been so aroused by the spectacle she
inserted a finger into her pussy feeling the creamy
wetness. She touched her clit with her thumb and let
out a moan as the kettle started to whistle. Quickly
pulling on her bathers she went and made the drinks.
She set the sugar, milk, mugs, and some biscuits on a
tray and carried it to the pool side.

Bobbie was effortlessly swimming up and down, doing
racing turns at each end, Ben trotting along the edge
keeping pace with her. Placing the tray at the end of
the pool she went back inside locking both front and
side doors; she didn’t want any distractions. Not fully
comprehending or understanding what had come over her;
Allison knew they were going to do more than just have
coffee. No matter how disgusted she would have felt
yesterday if it had been suggested she would want to be
fucked by a dog, or someone told her she wanted another
woman to make love to her.

Today she knew she was going to, one way or another.
She wanted to know what a dog cock felt like entering
her pussy. She wondered if Bobbie would make love to
her and how she would go about it. For a brief moment
she wondered what Alan would think about it. She was so
randy and hot for it she did not care.

Bobbie had her back to the side of the pool, her
forearms out on the edge, the posture thrusting out her
breasts. Ben was sitting beside her panting, an inch of
red cock protruding. Allison wondered if it ever went
back into it’s protective covering.

“What’s with the bathers Allison? I didn’t take you for
the bashful type.”

Without a word Allison slipped out of the bathers
dropping them onto Bobbie’s dress. She paused at the
pool side, giving Bobbie full view of her nakedness
before sliding into the water and swimming to where she
had left the tray.

“Do you mind if Ben has a swim? He is a bit hot and
just loves the water.”

“No; let him have a dip.” Normally Allison would have
objected but there was nothing normal about what was
transpiring today, she felt as if some entity had
entered her body and taken over her mind as well as her
body. So what the heck, there could be no harm in it.
‘Dear god’, she prayed to herself, ‘don’t let Alan come
home before I can experience this’.

“In Ben.” He needed no second command, jumping in and
going under, then surfacing to swim around Bobbie
before making his way to Allison.

“Be careful, he’s inclined to scratch with his front
paws.” As he paddled in close Allison slipped her hands
under his belly, holding him up. Unable to stop herself
she moved her hand down until she had hold of the fur
covering his cock. Feeling the hard prick with her
fingers she slid the loose protective covering up and
down the hard doggy cock a few times then feeling a big
bulge forming at the base of his cock. She realised it
must be what tied dogs together when they rooted.

His cock felt big without the added knot and it sent a
shiver through her body wondering if she was capable of
accommodating something as big as the dog’s cock knot
in her pussy. She turned the dog towards Bobbie and let
him go. He swam to Bobbie who lifted him out of the
water. He scampered onto the lawn shaking the water
from his body as he went.

Allison swam to the coffee tray and started to pour the
drinks. “How do you like yours Bobbie?”

“Hot and sweet thanks, but let me fix my own.”

As Bobbie reached over, her breast touched Allison’s
back sending a shiver of pleasure over her. Her first
instinct was to pull away but now she was so sexually
worked up nothing was going to stop her until her
arousal had been sated, until she experienced all this
stranger and her dog could do to her. She pushed back
into the tit moving her shoulder rubbing the nipple
with her back. Bobbie’s lips touched her ear, her
tongue probing inside. Turning towards each other they
embraced.

Allison’s slightly larger fuller breasts welded to
Bobbie’s smaller ones. They kissed, tongues fencing,
probing, exploring, as they sank slowly below the
surface breaking apart when the need to breath became
acute. They surfaced together, Allison reached the side
of the pool and was about to pull herself out when Ben
sat on the edge, his red cock only inches away, her
hands still gripping the side of the pool, she remained
motionless, gazing at it. Bobbie came up beside her,
kissed her on the neck and whispered. “Go on, touch it,
it wont bite you, it only spits.” and gave a chuckle.

Tentatively she touched the red pointed tip with a
finger, it gave a little jerk, exposing more of the red
shaft. At the same instant Bobbie’s fingers found
Allison’s vulva, parting the lips she slid a finger in.
Allison’s fingers circled the dog’s cock letting its
smooth flesh slip between two of them as she pushed the
fur back. Ben stood up, breaking the contact. Now it
was just out of reach, he did not move away but
remained still as if to say that he wanted her to
continue.

“Bobbie please tell me, have you made it with Ben?”

She knew it was a silly question, but she needed to
hear Bobbie admit to it.

“Oh yes many times, it’s a wonderful feeling, there’s
nothing you can compare it to; I am not saying it’s
better than a man; just so different. He seems to enjoy
it as much as I do and we are not hurting anyone. I can
feel your pussy is excited with the idea, do you want
to try it?”

“Oh dear me; I feel it is so wrong, but yes I do want
to.”

“I know you do, your pussy is twitching and quivering
so much I think I have my finger in a live jelly fish.
Lets get out and satisfy your curiosity.”

The dog sensing the sexually charged atmosphere, as the
two girls climbed out of the water, he was darting
about giving little barks, his tail wagging so fast
almost causing him to fall over. Bobbie knelt down,
holding him until he calmed down. His cock now at least
three inches out of its furry wrapper. Ben knew what
was going to happen. Allison’s stomach was churning
with anticipation and excitement, her pussy was
throbbing with lust. “What should I do?”

“Get down on your hands and knees; I will help him
mount you, do you want him to lick you first?”

“Oh yes please Bobbie, I would like that very much.”

Bobbie did not have to direct Ben, he knew what was
expected of him. As soon as Allison was in position he
got behind her. Allison felt his cold nose touch her
pussy, then he started lapping at it; long strokes
covering the full length from her clit to her tiny bum.
There was not much finesse but the effect was
overwhelming, her climax came quickly washing her in a
sea of passion.

“Now Bobbie, now; I want him in me.”

“Up Ben, up.”

The Labrador stopped licking and mounted her. His
forelegs lock around her waist and he started humping,
but his cock was too low, it was jabbing into one thigh
then the other. Bobbie’s hands spread Allison’s knees
further apart lowering her backside, the pointed cock
prodding everywhere, but not where Allison desperately
wanted it. Bobbie took hold of it, guiding it in.

Feeling the cock penetrate, Allison moaned in ecstasy,
the dog’s forelegs tightened their grip; his head
pressing down onto her shoulder as his humping became
rapid. She had never felt a cock piston in and out so
quickly. Her second orgasm rippled through her, sending
a cascade of erotic delight shimmering from head to
toe. She felt the cock changing, getting bigger,
fatter; filling her entire vagina. As Ben’s thrusts
become harder she felt his big knot pushing at her
vaginal lips, forcing them apart. With each shove the
massive knot in his cock slammed into her pussy lips.

Then with a final heave it entered her, she had never
felt so full of cock in her entire life. It filled her
like nothing ever had. Then the dog became still,
panting at her ear, the only movement now was his cock
jerking inside her, filling her with his seed. As the
hot come filled her vagina, her orgasm filled her body.
Wave on top of wave of shear bliss washed over her,
drowning her.

As the climax subsided, Allison could still feel that
big bulbous cock filling her; come was seeping out,
dripping between her legs. She wondered how their
combined juices could possibly escape when she was so
full of doggy cock.

“Bobbie can you get him off me? I have to see that
thing he has rammed into me.

Bobbie pulled at Ben’s hind quarters until his cock
popped out; releasing a flood of fluid. Allison turned
and sat looking with wonder at the transformation of
the dog’s cock. No longer was it pointed and smooth,
now the tip was flat with a little point at the top of
it, the shaft thick and rough with tiny little bumps
over it. It was at least seven inches long and thicker
than any man cock she had ever seen. Half way down it
had this massive lump, the size of two squash balls,
one on ether side of the shaft. A clear liquid still
dripping from the end as it twitched. Bobbie’s head
dipped under the dog, she took his cock into her mouth,
sucking it all the way in then releasing it.

“That was a beautiful exhibition Allison but it has
left me so hot and aroused, I need a cock in my pussy
so badly it aches.”

“Will this one fill your needs?”

Both girls spun round to see Alan standing in the
doorway. He was naked, his erection jutting out, thick
and hard.

“Oh my god! How long have you been there?” Allison was
shocked to see her husband. The initial fear of being
caught out was quickly diminishing as she noticed his
unmistakable arousal.

“I think I saw most of it.”

“I am so sorry Alan, I don’t know what possessed me,
please forgive me.”

“There is nothing to forgive, I enjoyed every minute of
it Allison. It has been a secret desire of mine for
years to see you make it with a dog; you have just
fulfilled one of my dreams; just look at my cock,
that’s all the evidence you need; now introduce me to
the lady who makes dreams come true and is needing what
I have here.”

“Bobbie this is my husband Alan; Alan, Bobbie.”

Alan walked forward with his hand held out, his cock
swaying from side to side with each stride. “I’m
pleased to meet you Bobbie.” Bobbie stood to great him.
She looked as though she was going to shake his hand,
but took hold of Alan’s cock, giving it a shake as if
it were his hand.

“It’s a pleasure meeting you too Alan, and I can’t wait
to get better acquainted with this.” giving his prick a
rub then kneeling down she took it into her mouth. Her
lips slowly sliding down the shaft until the end
touched the back of her throat; opening her mouth wider
she pushed down, his cock went into her throat, her
nose buried in his pubic hair. Alan gave a deep groan
of pleasure as Bobbie’s lips moved back up the prick.
It left her mouth with a thin line of saliva, like a
spider web joining them together, then it broke.

“Come and lie down Alan, my pussy is begging me to put
something in it.”

Alan lay on his back, Bobbie sat astride him, holding
his cock as she lowered herself down, guiding it into
her pussy. She let it enter slowly until it was in to
the hilt. Not moving her body she worked her pussy
muscles, gripping then releasing the shaft.

“Allison darling, come and sit on my face, let me eat
you.”

“But I’m still leaking from the dog’s orgasm, let me
shower first.”

“No! I want to taste it, it can’t be too bad I saw
Bobbie take his prick into her mouth.”

Allison’s dripping pussy was soon over Alan’s mouth,
his tongue entering the lips, probing as deep as he
could, licking and sucking at her. Above him, Bobbie
and Allison were kissing their hands roaming each
others body, tweaking nipples, massaging breasts.
Alan’s tongue found his wife’s clit, she let out a
little scream. “No Alan, not there it’s still too
sensitive, anywhere else but please leave my clit until
it has had the chance to cool down.”

Bobbie was now rising and falling, Alan’s cock sliding
in and out of her pussy, Allison reached down to rub
Bobbie’s clit causing her vagina to contract and grip
Alan’s rod, her climax building; she changed her
actions to moving in a circular motion, Alan’s cock
deep in her vagina, twirling, stirring her juices as
the orgasm swept up through her body.

Alan felt Bobbie’s climax, her juices running down his
balls, between his arse cheeks, as his own orgasm
commenced he started to buck; jamming his cock in and
out of the convulsing pussy. He felt the dog’s tongue
licking at his balls; it too joining the action, the
sensation of that licking tongue pushed his climax
beyond the point of no return, carrying him over the
top, his cock jerking, sending his seed into Bobbie.

Bobbie also felt the tongue, she wanted to feel the
full impact, so when Alan’s cock stopped its jerking
and twitching she climbed off; lay on her back with
legs up and apart. She let Ben lick her clean, his
tongue lapping up the combined fluids until her pussy
became so sensitive she had to close her legs
preventing further contact.

Lying quietly in the afterglow of the exquisite
sensation that sexual fulfilment brings, they knew
today was the start of a long friendship. Alan also
realised the power of the mind. If you constantly think
of something you desperately want for long enough, it
will happen. This he proved today when he watched Ben
and Allison in action.