Kenneth Dylan - Orgy Afternoon

Linda was too worn out to want to visit for a while, but she thought that she would like to be with Fred and Carol and their youngsters at another time.

"Any time at all," Carol said, smiling. "There is a meeting of the troop tomorrow evening and we will recommend that you two be invited to attend the meeting and join our club. And if you think that poodle of yours is a treasure, just wait till you meet Rex. He is a big Doberman who belongs to one of the girls. The things that he will do to you will thrill you something wild. He will make you climb the walls."

Linda looked at Bruce and she grinned.

"That's the kind of talk I like to hear," she said, "Bring on Rex, I can imagine having lots of fun with him."

Fred and Carol left finally, and she and Bruce went up to bed, too worn out to do anything but lie in close proximity to each other so that they could talk and touch each other and discuss their reactions to swapping.

Oddly enough, Linda found that she could love Bruce even more now that he and she had enjoyed the sexual benefits of others. And they were sure that they wanted to enjoy all of the many thrills and pleasures that could be in store for them.

"I think we should look into the possibility of buying a couple of slaves," Linda said, smiling into Bruce's eyes. "Think how much fun we could have with a couple of very young people whose sole interest in life would be making us happy in any way that we might think up. I love that sort of thinking."

"I do, too," Bruce said. "I promise that we will look into the whole business. Wait till we have attended a meeting of Fred's club. I have an idea that we will meet other nice people. People that we will be glad to have for friends and sex activities of all kinds."

"I would like to have gone to visit with Fred and Carol and their adorable kids," Linda said, "but I just overdid things a bit, I guess. Now all that I want to do is sleep."

"Me, too," Brace said. "Good night, lover."

She kissed him sweetly, hotly.

"Good night, dear," she said.

It was late in the morning when he woke and he was alone in the bed. He could hear Linda making noises out in the kitchen and then he was able to smell the fragrance of frying bacon and strong coffee. He was suddenly starving and when Linda walked in, carrying a tray in her arms, he was sure that he adored her with a deep affection that was almost sickness.

She flashed him a big grin as she placed the tray on the bedside table. She had been up for some time, it seemed. Her bright golden hair was brushed and shimmering in the morning sunlight and she was wearing a transparent robe that did little to conceal but much to inflame. She lit a cigarette and placed it in his lips and then she put one knee on the bed as she bent to kiss him. She touched his lips with her hot, swollen mouth and he was amazed to find that she was really turned on already. She moved slightly and her robe fell apart and her gorgeous breasts were poking their nipples into his face and he had to give them a lick and a quick kiss. She shivered and he noticed that her nipples were standing straight out like bullets. When he saw the hard, coral tips bristling he realized that she had already had several orgasms. Her nipples always stuck way out when she came.

She cupped her breasts in her palms and she lifted them, squeezed them. She was kneeling beside him, gazing down into his eyes and she was smiling her hoyden, passionate smile. He looked up as he heard the ticking sounds of the poodle's nails on the hardwood floor. The dog was following Linda and it moved over to settle down beside the bed. Linda glanced at the little white dog and her smile sparkled with great glee.

"I've already fed him," she said. "What do you suppose he had for breakfast? And lots of it."

"Cunt," Bruce said, grinning at her.

She nodded. "Right. And, maybe he just might have some more. I am horny as hell this morning. If you want to begin eating your breakfast, I will join you. Then I will have some dessert and the dog can eat me while I eat you. How's that for thinking? "

He kissed her. "Darling," he said, "you are utterly depraved."

"Sure am," she said contentedly.

She slapped the surface of the bed and the poodle jumped up. She lay down and pulled the covers away from his body and then he could feel the wetness of her tongue against his balls and his cock and hear the liquid, slurping sounds that the little dog was making as it licked and nursed on Linda's flowing cunt. The animal was making weird little sounds in its throat and he could see that Linda was writhing and threshing in the throes of a magnificent orgasm. Obviously, the dog possessed tremendous talents and he was glad that he had thought of the little animal as a suitable present for Linda.

She was sucking him gently, licking him and teasing his cock with her nimble tongue and he began eating, knowing that she would make it last for a long time. He was shaking and squirming as he tried to eat and let Linda suck him off but he had to give up on eating. The dog's eager little tongue was titillating Linda's sensitive flesh and she was reacting with a growing hunger for his product. Her nimble tongue did its insidious work and he gushed in her mouth. She began swallowing him slowly, sucking harshly and licking his meat while her hand jerked him off feverishly and eagerly.

She moved away from him after a time and she lay on her back, her long, lissome legs shifting and moving as the little dog continued to lick her sexual parts. He watched for a time, enjoying the sight of Linda's frenzied orgasms and the savage reactions her body experienced.

Her sexual flesh had the pale coral tint of the true blonde and before she'd removed her pubic hair her pelvic area had been covered with wispy, flaxen hair. The present appearance of her crotch was much more appealing. She had tiny petals for labia, and the little puckered rosebud that nestled daintily between her legs looked to be much too small to ever accept a masculine prong. But he knew that her tightness was elastic, accommodating that which was put into it. He was sort of big and Fred had been well hung, but Linda's cute little cunt could handle either of them with ease and great bliss.

She shivered and then her legs moved until they were far apart and he could see the quivering, spilling organ. The dog's tongue kept busy, like something geared to perpetual motion. The guy who had sold him the dog had bragged that the little animal would lick steadily for as long as eight or ten hours unless somebody stopped him. He knew that Linda would put an end to her ecstasies when she had had enough.

He finished his breakfast and then headed for the shower. He stood under the stream of water, wondering if he and Linda were becoming too depraved. He didn't really think so.

The thought of buying two handsome young people as slaves delighted him much more than he had let on, He had always been sexually stimulated beyond the ordinary by the thought of sex with the very young. Perhaps it was a holdover from his early days and the experiences that he had known when he was growing up,

He stood in front of the bathroom mirror, shaving, listening to the harsh sounds of Linda's ecstasies in the bedroom and as he stared at his own lace, his mind wandered back into time and be wondered if a person was born oversexed or became exceptionally horny because of the things that they had done in their early days.

He had been a lonely child. His folks were busy people, always traveling off somewhere and leaving him behind in the care of governesses. But he hadn't minded that too much. Not after he met Lola. She was his favorite governess and she had introduced him to the pleasures of sexual activity.

She was a pretty girl, a bit plump, and her Nordic heritage was written all over her pleasant face. She was probably twenty-two when he first met her. His folks hired her when they were at the country place and he liked Lola on sight. She seemed to like him, too. He was about eleven or twelve and he had already learned about the pleasures he could get from playing with his sexual parts. He suspected that he had been a bit large for his age, but he was a big man now and that was probably why he developed sexually a little early.