Sabina Graves - Animal girl

"Oh, all right, Al," said Hawkins finally, getting out of his well-worn chair. "I can't take much more of your pacing anyhow. She oughta' be 'bout right by now. I guess I was a mite too soon before. It hadn't really took."

Gloria hah-hahed a questioning laugh. "She looked pretty much into it to me. From where we stood she seemed about to suck your guts out through that prick of yours. Or didn't you notice?"

"Oh, stop being a wise-ass, Gloria," snapped Hawkins. "You're just jealous 'cause she's better looking than you, that's all. It just sticks in your craw that Al and me are so damn fired up about fuckin' that sweet littl' thing, don't it? You'd rather we stayed here and put the meat to your ol' wornout ass, ain't that right?" he teased her viciously.

"No, not really," retorted the older blonde haughtily, "But maybe I'll get a bit of the action myself. There are other ways, you know. Haven't you guys heard of women's lib? We girls don't need you any more."

Henry and Al just looked at each other, dumb-founded. They'd seen Gloria do just about anything you could think of with a man or an animal, but they'd never seen her go at it with another woman. Now this might be something really interesting, they were both thinking.

"Just one thing, Gloria," began Henry.

"Yeah, what's that?"

"Don't come on too strong, you know what I mean? Like maybe it would be better if you sort of pretend you're being forced into it, understand?"

The toothy blonde grinned and her eyes sparkled. "I get you! So she'll think we're in it together, right?"

"Right. That way she's got a friend to lean on sort of. You never know with this Spanish Fly. It affects broads in the strangest ways. I've seen 'em go stark raving bananas, so we can't be too careful. Remember, we want her for the sex circus, and she's no good to us if she flips her lid, okay?" Al and Gloria both nodded solemnly – he was right, they'd been looking a long time for just the right girl, one with that look of innocence the men in the audience always go for and one with no ties or family waiting somewhere for the chance to go to the police after the first postcard from their dear child. Yes, this one was perfect, all right, and it wouldn't do to blow the whole operation at this late date. Hawkins' face suddenly lighted. "Should we take Lobo? Think she's ready for it?" His friends' answer showed in their eyes… Ready or not, she was in for a big surprise!

Sarah was lying fitfully on the convertible bed when the three people and, the great yellow-eyed wolf entered the camper; she was squirming from side to side like some poor soul with an attack of appendicitis. Only the three of them knew it wasn't her appendix that was inflamed and about to burst… it was her tight little pussy!

"P-Please… leave me alone… just leave me, please," she whimpered feebly, her words barely coming from her throat as her whole body filled with husky yearnings of her incredible, unrequited passion.

"Now you don't really mean that, honey," grinned Hawkins down at her as she lay there writhing like a bug stuck with a pin. "We all came over for a… a little party. Ain't that right, Gloria?"

"Yeah, if you say so, Henry. Only I don't like the looks of this. Something's wrong with this girl, Henry. You didn't say nothing about this," she said very seriously, playing her part as skillfully as a professional.

"Aw, c'mon, Gloria, we just want some fun, that's all. Maybe you'd like to be first with our little friend here. She seems to be in need of some help right now."

"No, Henry, I won't have any part of it," she spat convincingly at her employer.

"Oh, but you will… now get your clothes off!"

"Henry, no, I can't!"

Henry took a step forward and raised his fist as if to strike her across the face. Beside him, the vicious looking wolf growled menacingly while the naked young blonde, mindless of her nakedness, mindless of everything save this agonizing burning inside her belly, watched curiously. After a moment's standoff, the older blonde woman seemed to relent and began, reluctantly and hesitantly, to take off her clothes. Even in her mindless stupor, Sarah was conscious enough to be surprised at the older woman's nicely-formed, fully-developed body. It was the body of a sensually mature woman, that much was certain… as different from her own as an Italian sex symbol's figure might be from a ripening young model. Both of them were beautiful in their own rightful womanly voluptuousness and ripened, opposite pert young womanhood.

Henry pointed to Gloria, "You… lie down there on that bed… on your back so's I can see all your sweets." Gloria didn't argue; she climbed onto the yard-high bed that was longer than she was, stretched out, and lay perfectly still, not voicing any objections. He grabbed both her ankles, and she closed her eyes tightly, looking for all the world to be as frightened as the younger girl at her side. Henry seemed to have something else in mind for them, and he started by spreading her legs apart with his hands, opening up the pink, hair-lined slit of her pussy so that he and his pal could see her wetly pouting cuntal lips.

"You…" He meant Sarah, "… get up there with her, kinda' kneeling like, with your head other way. I wanna' see some sixty-nining, you know what I mean?" The words seemed hard for him to speak, and he hesitated at the very mention of this act he obviously deemed something special, a rare and treasured moment for him to witness. Sarah obeyed, also without any hesitation; that look on his face was worth a dozen threats. She placed her knees at Gloria's sides and kneeled on all fours as she was ordered, then waited for his next perverted instruction. Her full ripe breasts dangled freely beneath her as she knelt and as Gloria breathed in and out, they lightly touched the older woman's naked belly; the pink nipples tingled and quivered, but this time not with excitement, but with revulsion and dread. She'd never really thought about doing anything like this; she knew it went on, but she never thought she'd be part of it. It was an unthinkable act to Sarah, something she couldn't remember even fantasizing about, even in her wildest schoolgirl daydreams. The very thought of it turned her stomach… but she knew what he wanted her to do. She knew what lewd despicable act he wanted the two of them to perform, spread out here naked on this platform like two performers in a stag club. She tried not to think about it, to resign herself to getting it over with as quickly as he would allow, to keeping her mind off it… but it was harder and harder to face as the seconds ticked by.

"Well, what're you waitin' for? Get on with it!" growled Hawkins, now only a couple of feet away with his vicious four-legged companion at his side. The wolf obviously hated her perhaps only because she was a woman, but Hawkins was holding him securely by his heavy collar to keep him back, without that restraint he looked fierce enough to tear them both apart without much effort.

Sarah tried to speak, but the words hung in her dry throat; she managed finally to cough them out. "Please, I can't… I've never done anything like this before. I wouldn't even know how!" Her pleas obviously were falling on deaf ears, but Gloria saved her the trouble of another futile try.

"Don't worry, I'll show you what they want us to do," she offered, stretched flat on her back beneath her friend. "Just do what I do and you won't get hurt…" She looked to the men questioningly. "Right?" Hawkins grinned a gleaming, gold-splashed grin that answered her question, and Gloria proceeded to carry out the orders these man had given her.

She could see all of Sarah's naked young body kneeling over hers, see the full, womanly breasts that teasingly brushed her abdomen if she breathed hard enough to bring it that high; the slim, creamy thighs that blended so smoothly with the bottom-crease of her ass were just a few inches from her face now. And the warmly perfumed pussy slit nestled so invitingly there above her in the fleecy down of Sarah's soft pubic mound. Yes, Gloria told herself, this scene has something going for it, something nice, real nice…