Jon Reskind - The neighborhood pet

"Sweet pussy!" Don Keller hissingly exclaimed beside him, but with no anger in his voice. "I've seen a lot of things… wild and obscene… even been a part of them, but this… this is the first of its kind, Steve! Those girls are right out of their gourds… about as happy as you can get!"

Steve Smith craned his neck to gape in numbed wonder at his friend's half smiling face. Jumping Christ! Maybe, he was wrong and they were all right! Because, Don wasn't anywhere near ready to flip his lid at the shocking sight taking place right there on the bed in front of them! He wasn't… even though Satyr was fucking his wife like she was a Goddamned bitch animal… while his own sweet young wife, Karen, licked the bastard's cock and balls… it was more than she'd ever tried to do for him…!

"Come on, Steve, get a grip on yourself!" Don whispered, clutching at his arm. "I know how it's hitting you… and this is where we separate the men from the boys…!"

"But Christ… a Goddamned dog, Don…?"

"Better than some sonofabitch of a friend you've always hated fucking your wife, buddy," his neighbor snapped back at him. "Besides, by the looks of how that Goddamned brute is doing the job we can both take a few lessons from him! Look at the way he's fucking into my wife's cunt! Like a frigging trip hammer! Sweet pussy…!"

Satyr saw the intruders first, an immediate sense of wariness causing him to tense and suddenly come to a complete halt in his mating. Though he recognized both men as friends, instinctively the big animal knew a guilt feeling, and before either of the lust-incited girls realized what was happening the German shepherd had pulled his length of thick hardness from Barbara's luridly undulating loins and leaped over Karen to the floor…

"Satyr! What's the matter…?" the younger, naked wife called after him as he slunk toward the corner… and then, she too, saw them…!

"Oh God! Where did he go with that beautiful cock?" Barbara lewdly gasped out, suddenly feeling the squirming lovely body beneath her struggling as if to push her away. "What's wrong, Karen…?"

"Oh! Oh, my God… look!" the younger girl moaningly exclaimed as she worked herself from beneath Barbara's obscenely positioned nakedness, hunching and crossing her arms as if to shamefully hide her own nudity.

"Damn… couldn't you two have timed it just a little bit better?" Barbara directed with an irate tremor in her tone at the pair of husbands filling the opened doorway. "You just knocked a fired-up girl out of getting what was going to be one hell of a fucking!"

Neither Karen or Steve, who still was being supported by Don Keller's strong hand under his arm, could believe the unabashed casualness of Barbara's words as she worked herself around into a sitting position to face them, making no effort to conceal her voluptuously exposed body. Then, Don laughed, and Karen, shivering from shock, wondered if she wasn't going to faint!

"You'll just have to accept our apologies, hon," the tall and broad realtor said, continuing to smile as he took his hand from Steve and walked into the room. "Though I didn't expect you to be knitting, I hardly considered this to be the way you spent your afternoons…"

"Look, you've scared him," the carelessly sitting brunette said as she folded her shapely legs Indian fashion, still facing the doorway where Steve stood gaping in disbelief. "Come here, Satyr darling… don't be afraid. No one's going to hurt you…"

Through his martini glaze, Steve ogled the cock-throbbing sight of her sitting there unblushingly on the bed with nothing displayed except her thrusting white tits, their little hardened nipples like a pair of cherries, and the saucy dark, hair-fringed area of her loins, the pink slash of wet vertical cunt flesh separating her fleshy pussy-lips staring right back at him! That was all… nothing more than that… and he was going to blow his fucking mind!

Somehow, he tore his straining eyes from her to center them on his own wife, Karen, who was ridiculously managing to wind her arms and legs around herself to conceal her precious intimacies, that in itself enraging him! The bitch! She had! She'd been licking the frigging dog's balls and cock from below while it fucked into Barbara! Christ almighty… he'd never even known her! The Goddamned mutt had fucked her, too! He'd heard her say it when they first came in! Oh shit, this was it, all right, the windup of everything for them… but not before he was finished with her!

He started forward with a stagger, caught himself, and proceeded to come up beside his friend who was standing beside the bed and smiling as he looked down at them. Steve saw his wife's long blonde hair draped over her white, satiny body as she hung her head, and the urge to brutally wind his hand in it, then drag her from the bed was almost overwhelming…!

"Keep your cool, Steve!" Don said, holding out a restraining arm before him, almost as if he could read his thoughts. "Remember what I said about separating the men from the boys. No kid stuff, eh?"

Steve tightly swallowed and looked into the calmed eyes of his new friend. Okay, maybe it was nuts… or maybe it was the martinis… or maybe he was just wildly dreaming… but he nodded his numbed head in agreement, then saw that Karen was quietly sobbing. Goddamn, he wished he could feel for her… understand, but he couldn't… and then, he realized that Don had gone to a closet and was tossing a negligee down in front of Karen.

"Put it on, honey, and come on with me. Don's going to fix you a good stiff drink. I think you need it," his neighbor said in almost commanding tones. "Come on, put it on… and don't worry… everything's going to be all right."

Karen slowly raised her tear-dampened face to look up at him, his reassuring smile a desperately needed gesture. With a minimum of exposure, she picked up and flung the wrap around her shoulders, then carefully eased from the bed, avoiding the blazing eyes of Steve throughout the effort. She hardly knew what was going to happen, what was to come of it all, but at that moment she saw in Don Keller a much needed, understanding friend…!

"Look, it's fine for you two to burst in here with your damned apologies," Barbara said, "and for you to nobly look after Karen, my sweet husband… but what about me? To be trite… Barb's hotter than a pistol!"

The onyx-eyed girl glared at her husband with a put-on expression, knowing exactly what was happening, but trying to play her role without over doing it.

"I leave you Steve, darling… the man whose name you've been whimpering out in your sleep for the past two weeks," Don said with a smile at his wife, suddenly catching Karen by the arm and whisking her out of the room…!

The slender, hazel-eyed insurance salesman could only gape after their disappearing forms, his wife's curvaceous body provocatively visible through the diaphanous, near floor length covering as Don Keller guided her from the room. Then, he jerkingly turned to look down at the beautiful naked creature on the bed who had lain herself back in a sprawled position, looking up at him with sparkling dark eyes between widespread, sensuously bent outward legs. Her stunning face smiled, and there was the knowledge of the ages in her scintillating eyes!

"Let's not play at nonsense, darling!" she half-whispered in her throaty voice. "I need you badly… and now, right now! Strip, baby… and bring your hard cock up here for me to kiss first! Then, we're going to fuck… just you and me, lover… fuck and fuck and fuck! Hurry… get naked for Barbie…!"

For a moment he stood there staring down at her, hardly believing his eyes or ears, and then he choked out a raspy sound. "Christ!" the lust-fired young husband swore as he began to pull at his clothing.

"Hurry! Hurry! I need your cock, lover!" Barbara lewdly taunted, raising her buttocks and loins to obscenely undulate them before him, surges of searing passion razing her at the thought of finally getting this gentle, younger man into bed with her! "No… no! Bring it up here to me, first, darling! I've got to kiss it…!"