Aston Marlowe - Lisa_s stepmother

"G-Get out… please… for God's sake, leave me alone!" Shirley managed in a broken tone, sitting up and reaching for the sheet to cover herself.

Rivers caught at it, tugging it out of her grasp. "Hey… not so fast, baby! Let's not cover up all the sexy scenery, eh? Old Vince isn't finished yet… not by a damn sight. Remember, bitch? He's going to fuck you cross-eyed."

"No! No more!" Shirley exclaimed, trying to get up from the bed, but he was on top of her, pressing her helpless body back down to the mattress and holding her there. She tried to struggle, but it was useless. And then, he sniggered in her face, his strong, hairy leg locking over her hips and loins to easily subdue her. She felt the flaccid length of his spent penis and the wiry hair of his muscular loins grinding against the sensitive, smooth flesh of her hip and thigh. "Oh God, please… no more, Vince… I beg you."

"There now, pussy-girl, don't get all disappointed. In a minute this cock'll be harder than a ramrod!" he hissed at her. "In the meantime, let's play kissey games," he taunted, beginning to knead one sore, swollen breast with his hand.

Shirley's whole being recoiled at the nauseating thought of kissing him, the fleeting realization that she could actually suck his lustful penis with a passionate hunger, yet cringe at the idea of letting her lips touch his almost making her scream out. Again, she struggled, her sickened mind desperately working.

"Listen to me, please!" she rasped. "Frank is very apt to come to that door… he does when he wakes up after drinking…!"

"Then I'll duck out the way I came in. No sweat, baby…"

"Oh please, Vince… he'll kill us both if he ever finds us this way!" Shirley begged, ready to say anything in her desperation. "L-Let's not take chances… there'll be other opportunities… please?"

Yeah… maybe she was right, the lustfully keyed-up con-artist gave it second thought. It wouldn't be very fucking smart to blow his operation over a piece of tail… not after what she'd just said about their being other opportunities… though his cock was aching again to worm deep up into that tight little pussy he'd just licked into a frenzy. But he needed this hit – he was bad-broke. Yeah, she was right – that hot sweet cunt would keep for him.

Nomad backed away from the patio door when he saw his master get up from the bed and the golden-haired one cover herself with the white bedding. Only seconds before, he had been ready to charge through the glass, his fury was so great at the man who was cruelly holding her down, and at the same time he had heard a clicking sound off to his right. Instinctively, the big animal who had become totally familiar with the surroundings, recognized it as the door being opened ajar to the younger, dark-haired female's room. He moved hungrily toward it…

Lisa was nothing short of riding a marijuana high when she crawled naked onto her bed in the darkness. She had smoked two joints, one after the other, knowing she had overdone it, but at least she was no longer torn up inside from Paul's unforgivable performance, or the way he had ruined her passionate plans. She had hoped, too, that the grass might help soothe the sensual impulses in her soft belly and loins which she had been intentionally feeding with erotic thoughts most of the day. But they still smoldered there, more intense if anything, almost as if the pot had worked in the opposite direction.

Oh Paul… why did we have to fight… tonight of all nights? The aroused young teenager groaned to herself in the darkness. She moved restlessly, smoothing her shapely legs against the soft sheets beneath her, the quivering movements of her firm full breasts erotically adding to her excitement. The irresistible urge to feel and caress them was more than the hungering girl wanted to deny as she narcissistically smoothed her small hands around over their soft resilience, gently massaging their lush fullness and teasing the tiny nipples with little pinching tweaks into straining buds of hardness. Her breathing increased as she brushed her hands sensuously down over her narrow waist and the rounded curve of her hips, then inward toward the base of her smooth flat belly to the sensitive mound of silky, hair-sprinkled flesh. There she pressured tauntingly, her slender young fingers exploring, the light dampness to her fingertip at the peak of her vaginal slit sending a feverish little tremor of excitement tingling up her spine.

Damn, she was going to do it herself… had to if she were ever going to get any sleep this night! God, she was so hot, and Paul had been such an idiot! She would have let him… wanted him to… yes wanted him to be the first boy to ever fuck her! Ooohhh… just thinking the lewd four-letter word sent further sensations of self-lust rippling through her. Yes, she would have felt his long hard cock, played with it and gotten to know it, while he slipped his fingers up into her hot, needful pussy… and then they would have fucked! Fucked!

Nomad's keen ears immediately picked up the siblant vibrations of the young girl's rapid human breathing as he moved noiselessly in through the opened patio doorway, until he saw her on the bed in her spread-legged position, the darkness no obstacle to him. Her small hand was busy between her parted legs, slender fingers moving tauntingly up and down and sometimes in a circular motion at the slitted opening there, little hissing sighs coming from within her. He watched her rounded feminine buttocks lift from the bed to cooperate with her lewdly stroking hand, the sight very similar to the one he had seen the golden-haired human make earlier that day. He sensed his blood heating at the vision of her lovely nakedness and what she was doing to it, his heavy loins reflexively quivering as he took several more steps into the room…

A darker movement in the shadows caught Lisa's attention and with a gasp, she quickly snapped on her bed lamp. The pot she had smoked dulled what would have been an automatic reaction, and as she recognized her intruder the voluptuously naked girl realized she still lay in her lewd position, her fingers insinuated between the tight-flushed lips of her exposed pussy! Oh, thank God, it hadn't been anyone else!

"And… and just what do you want in here, young man?" she whispered, something of a lustful little smile tugging at her drug-laxed mouth as she raised up on the elbow of her free arm, while she continued to tease slowly with her middle finger at the narrow strip of glistening pink flesh between her curl-fringed vaginal lips. Already, lurid impulses of excitement were flitting pell-mell in her soft smooth belly and desire-infused young loins at the sensual thought of having an audience watching her do it to herself… especially one that couldn't talk! "All right, handsome, and I won't even charge you admission!"

Other thoughts bordering on the obscene, but too wild for her to yet organize in her pot-dazed mind, raced through the vivacious teenager's head as she suddenly hopped up from the bed to close and lock her patio door, carefully drawing the drapes so not even a crevice of light could be seen from outside. Then quickly reassuming her lewdly spread-open position on the bed, she raised her head to look excitedly down at the big German shepherd standing at the foot of her bed. Her dark eyes gleamed as she stared into the deep brown pools of seeming wonder, his tail giving a friendly wag.

"Come up here, big boy… come on… up on the bed with Lisa! She wants to show you something you might like," the naked young virgin heard herself whisper hoarsely, the thought of her obscene intentions firing her lust like a second stage rocket booster.

Lisa's heart gave a little leap as the dog effortlessly bounced up onto the bed, his powerful massiveness never so ominous as at that moment when she gaped down between her scissored-open white thighs at his huge furry body, second thoughts making themselves known in her glazed mind!