WOOF!

Chapter Twenty-One Icing on the Cake


After we had all showered and finished a large breakfast, I headed back to my room for a mid-morning nap. And though our early morning orgy was not two hours behind us, Natalie and Tammy entered my room no sooner then I’d slipped between the sheets on my bed.

“You goin’ back to sleep?” Natalie asked, looking somewhat put out.

“Yeah, I was thinking about it,” I replied. “Why?”

Natalie and Tammy fell across my bed and moved up tightly against me. My sister looked down at the sheet above my hidden crotch, wasting no time dropping her left hand right atop the outline of my cock and giving it a light squeeze.

“We wanted to know if Smitty was still coming over tonight. What did Sarah have to say about it?” Natalie asked.

“Yeah, I expect they’ll be here about seven or so tonight. Why?”

“We were just wondering is all,” said Tammy. “Are they bringing Max back with them?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “So that’s what this is all about, huh? You two horny bitches already missing Max?” I let that dangle a bit before adding, “He needs a friggin’ break. Sarah was horrified at how friggin’ abused ol’ Max had been.”

“Liar!” Natalie exclaimed, giving me one of her most devilish grins. “We miss him.”

“Yeah,” added Tammy. “And I miss his tongue.”

“His tongue?” I said, turning her way. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”

Tammy looked across to Natalie and gave her a wink. Natalie pinched down hard on my cock and laughed out like a little girl.

“Didn’t you ever watch him eat us out?” Natalie asked. “He’s got that humongous, long ol’ tongue that’s rough as sandpaper. And Tammy’s found a new way to keep him lapping for hours, too.”

I looked back at Tammy. “What the fuck have you done to ol’ Max. You two nymphos have corrupted the poor ol’ mutt, haven’t you? What the fuck did you two bitches do?”

Tammy and Natalie both giggled and laughed out hilariously.

“Tammy got out some cans of those little sausages you like so much. We stick ‘em in our pussy and ol’ Max works like crazy getting ‘em out and licking up the juice. He’s crazy about ‘em.”
“So that’s where my fuckin’ little sausages have all gone. I could have sworn I didn’t eat them all.”

Natalie again affixed her fingers to my semi-rigid member and squeezed down hard. “Tammy and I figure if we get our own doggie we can use them to train him. We’ve already ordered a case of them from the grocer over in Decatur.”

“You friggin’ perverts,” I said, laughing out and shaking my head. “You do realize even with all the cans of sausages you fed Max and all the dog food I was giving him he still lost a bunch of weight. It would be cruel punishment indeed if I brought an innocent pup into this house around any one of you.”

“Don’t forget the donkey. You promised,” Natalie said.

“Shit!” I cried out. “What the fuck are we running here - - - a fuckin’ zoo?”

“That’s an idea,” replied Tammy with a hoot of her own.

“Crap,” I said. “Would you two please go upstairs and play with your fuckin’ dildos. I need some peace and quiet. At least give me that much.”

“You’re such a prude!” Natalie quipped, releasing my cock and jumping back to the floor.

As I turned to look once more at Tammy, I suddenly remembered about Smitty. “Oh, yeah,” I said. “Smitty said something about wanting to get into your pants.”

“He did?” Tammy replied. “Why me?”

“Hell, I don’t know. He seems to have a real hard-on over you for some reason or another. I guess he wants to live out some fantasy he’s had about you ever since picking you up at the bus station. He said something about wanting to butter your muffin,” I said with a grin.

“I hope he brings lots of butter then,” Tammy said, winking at me. “Yeah, if he wants to play around, I’ll be ready.”

“Great! I’m sure it’ll make his day.”

With that, the two nymphomaniacs made for my bedroom door. Just as they opened it, Karen walked in. “Fuck,” I thought. “What is this - - - Grand Central fuckin’ Station?”

“Sorry,” Karen said, looking first at me and then the two exiting. “I didn’t know you were busy.”

“No problem,” I said, shifting my pillows around and propping myself up. “Come on in.”

Natalie turned around as she shut my door, giving me a large knowing smile and dropping her hand to her crotch, making like she was jacking off. Just as the door shut, she stuck her tongue out at me.
“Are you sure it’s okay?” Karen asked. “It looks like you were fixin’ to go to sleep.”

“Naw,” I lied. “Come on over and lay back. We haven’t had a chance to talk yet, have we?”

“If you’re sure,” she said.

“Yeah, come on, I mean it,” I replied. “But only if you take off your clothes.”

She smiled so big at that her eyes squinted nearly closed. “If you insist,” she said, instantly going about getting stripped.

As she unhooked her bra, letting it drop to the floor, her arousal was evident. Her perky nipples stood out fully erect; her puffy, funnel-shaped areolas were fully swollen. Then, after pulling her panties down and kicking them off, I noticed she was now clean-shaven.

“I see you’ve made some changes,” I said, looking at her freshly shaved pussy.

“Do you like it?”

“Nice,” I said. “And what made you do it?”

“Your mom did it for me. I’d noticed they were all shaved and I liked the feel of my tongue on their slick pussies,” Karen replied, dropping her right hand to her slit and running her index finger up it. “And I like the feel of it, too.”

“You and me both,” I quickly added. “Come here.”

Karen reached down to pick up a corner of the sheet, but I quickly pulled it toward me, throwing it off the bed. The small girl grinned and plopped down on the bed next to me. I then grabbed an arm and pulled her up close to me. As her body scrunched up next to mine, I leaned forward and buried my nose into her head of thick, brunette hair. She smelled as fresh as the morning. Slowly I lowered my mouth to hers, licking at her full lips before kissing her gently. Karen wrapped an arm behind my neck and held our lips together for some long while, as we both went about feverishly sucking and licking at each other.

Finally, I pulled away enough to look down at her. “You’re such a beautiful little thing,” I honestly remarked.

Karen blushed and smiled like a bashful, little girl. As her shy glance looked down the length of my body, I noticed she focused on my bouncing cock, which was jerking itself around on her upper thighs.

“Your thing is so big. I never even imagined one as big as that before,” Karen stated, matter of factly.

“All that matters is that you like it,” I said.

Karen looked back up at me. “Yeah, I do. I like it lots. Natalie and Tammy told me it was bigger even than the one that big dog has that was here. I couldn’t believe that.”

“So they told you all about Max?” I asked.

Again, Karen blushed. “Yeah. Your mom did mainly, though. I can’t believe all they told me. It’s all so nasty.”

“Believe them. They’re crazy about ol’ Max. But I think Natalie’s the worst.”

The girl shook her head and giggled, obviously imagining watching some of what they’d told her. “I’d never even heard to girls doing anything like that. They said they even liked to swallow his cream.”
“Yeah, I found that hard to believe, too. But they all seem to be crazy over it. You don’t like to swallow?”

“No, I didn’t mean that,” Karen said, again looking back down at my engorged cock. “I like the taste. It isn’t bad at all - - - kind of salty but not too flavorful. I tasted yours when your mother made me suck you, remember? After you put it in me the first time?”

“Yeah, who could forget,” I replied. “You didn’t like it?”

“No, it tasted great. But I noticed it wasn’t as thick as my father’s, though,” she admitted.

“Thick?”

“Yeah. Not as much came out of his tip as you have but it was thicker.”

“Did you swallow his?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“Yeah, he wanted me to. He taught me to masturbate him and keep sucking until nothing else came out. Sometimes there was just a little bit. He liked me to open my mouth and watch me move it around inside before I swallowed, too.”

“Did he always take you to your bedroom before he played with you?”

Karen again shook her head. “No, not always. Sometimes he wanted me to sit on the toilet in the bathroom or he would take me out to the garage. He had this bench out there that had a headrest that laid back. He’d drop the headrest and my head would fall back over the bench so he could push it in and out of my mouth. But he liked to sometimes lick me while I sucked him, and he liked putting his fingers inside me. He liked that a lot.”

“Your mom didn’t mind?”

“No. She sometimes told me before my dad got home that he expected me to be in my bedroom waiting for him, especially when he brought men home to be with mom. Sometimes he just wanted me out of sight, I guess, when some of the men got there.”

“Wow,” I exclaimed. “I can’t believe your mom didn’t pitch a bitch over that.”

“Why?” Karen asked. “She liked doing it a lot. She especially liked when some of the regular guys kept coming back time after time, bringing her little gifts and things. She even dressed up special for some of them.”

“Dressed up special?” I asked.

“Yeah. This guy named Roger liked my mother dressed like a schoolgirl. He liked to spank her for being bad and things like that. He even asked my dad if he could take me on a weekend trip. That was right before my parents were killed in the auto accident.”

“Were you actually going to go with him?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure. He was one of my dad’s biggest customers. My dad and mom really liked him. Roger had also asked if he could bring over his son sometime. He was about my age, but Roger wanted him to be with mom. I figured if they would have lived, his son would have been coming over by now, too.”

“So you never made it with Rodger, huh?”

“No, but my mom let him feel me up.”

It was time for me to shake my head and look totally fucking amazed. “What the hell happened,” I asked.

“My dad and Roger came home one night and he was out of beer. My dad went down to the store to get some more. Roger started talking to mom, saying how pretty I was and that he liked small girls. I had just turned eighteen, and he knew that I wasn’t small because of my age. I think he liked to think of me in that way though, you know, being younger and all. As it was already late, I had already put on my pajamas and knew my dad would be coming to my room as soon as mother took Roger to theirs. Anyway, he went on to say my dad was a lucky man to have me to play with while mom was busy. He also said my dad had told him how good I was at sucking and how tight I was. My mother then mentioned something about how tight my butt would be and Roger said he’d like to see it. Mother told me to pull down my pajamas for him and let him have a feel. I was scared, but I liked Roger. He’s really a cool guy. So I went over and pulled down my bottoms. He grabbed me and began feeling of my butt. He stuck his other hand up under my pajama top and squeezed my breasts real hard, pinching my nipples and pulling on them. He then stuck a finger into my behind and moved it around, commenting on how tight I was. My mother told him the next time he came over maybe he could have some of it. Just before my dad came back in, he turned me around and kissed me, running his hand down to my pussy and fingering me a little. That was the last time I saw him. My parents died just a few days later.”

“Wow,” I exclaimed. “What a friggin’ story. He didn’t try to look you up at the funeral?”

“He wasn’t there. I guess he must have been off somewhere on company business. I’d really liked to have been with him, though - - - at least once. I dreamed about him a lot.”

“Too bad,” I said, but deep down inside I was glad the guy didn’t get his hands on her. If he had, she might never have come to stay with us, I rightly figured. “Sounds like he was an ass man like Riley.”
“Yeah, he was,” Karen stated. “I asked my mom about it the next day. She told me that was what he liked the most.”

“It didn’t bother you that he stuck his finger up your ass in front of your mom?”

“No. And I think she liked watching him feel me up.”

“Man,” I said. “There’s a lot of shit happening in this world I never was aware of.” All the while by heavy cock continued to flail around like a fish out of water across Karen’s thighs. It only then occurred to me that if it had been my sister, mom or Tammy lying there next to me, any one of them would have had fingers wrapped around my cock. Karen hadn’t even acknowledged the heavy thing banging around on her. It was odd as hell and made me wonder what the fuck was with this girl. She certainly seemed to have some sexual experience, after all. But she was anything but aggressive.

“Did mom tell you we were having company this evening?” I asked.

“Yeah, and she’s told me about everyone, I think. She even talked about Max to me and what Natalie kind of did to start this all happening.”

“She told you about all that, huh?”

Karen nodded her head. I looked into her face and couldn’t help but notice an innocence there. It had been there the whole time, but I’d missed it. I’d been somehow blinded by my lust for the girl. She’d soon be getting a lot of education, I reckoned.

“You have to figure that Riley will probably want to run his dick up your ass. I guess Mom told you that, too, huh?”

Again, she nodded. “Yeah, she told me. He’s not nearly as big as you are, though. At least, that’s what she told me.”

“Well, yeah, but what he lacks in size he makes up with aggression. You won’t be missing a thing with Riley.”

“That’s okay,” Karen replied. “I liked it with you. It hurt really bad at first, but it ended up feeling so good.”

“If you stay around, you might have a chance to service ol’ Max, too. What do you think of that?”

I didn’t expect the girl to actually smile, but she did. “Yeah,” she began, “your mom told me that’s a real trip.”

“Ha!” I couldn’t help but laugh out at that. “Mom told you that, huh?” Visions of my dear mother leading this young, tight piece of ass down that slippery slope flashed through my mind. I should have figured as much. My mother was turning into one hell of a taskmaster. Hell, she’d be bringing out the whips and shit in no time. I couldn’t help but chuckle over the thought.

I then looked down to see I’d been dripping precum all over the girl the whole time. Grasping my dick, I moved it firmly across her glistening flesh, relishing the feel of her baby soft skin. Karen, too, watched, mesmerized by the heavy meat being dragged across her virginal flesh.

As I lay there, using the girl for my own carnal pleasure, the thought ran through my mind that just weeks ago I’d have already shot load after load of cum on any girl lying next to me, such as Karen was doing at that moment. In just that time, I had become almost immune to what once would have driven me completely out of my mind. I smiled to myself and nodded my head, realizing that very moment that I’d also lost my innocence along the way. There would never be any going back. All chastity, purity and virtue had been lost or at the very least misplaced.

I removed my hand from my cock and reached up to squeeze Karen’s small right breast, pinching and lifting it to my mouth. Her swollen and puffy areola sucked easily into my mouth, as my tongue went about tasting her tit flesh. Every slight irregularity could be felt as I slurped away at her little breast. The girl’s breathing became labored and irregular, as she gulped for air and moaned in sexual anticipation and bliss.

Releasing my hand, I slowly slid my palm down her stomach until it reached her hot crotch. I extended my middle finger and ran it lightly down her slit. Karen jumped and squirmed around under me. Her clit had swollen into a large bud, and she again gasped as my finger rubbed across the sensitive tissue. She partially lifted her left leg, pulling her foot up, raising the knee and swinging it open, giving me free and unhindered access.

I lowered my lips to her cheek and began kissing, sucking and licking at the tender, girlish flesh there. Karen opened her mouth wide, desperately gasping at the air.

“Are you going to be my girl?” I whispered.

There was no hesitation. “Yes,” she panted.

“My little whore?”

“Yes,” came the quick reply.

I raised myself to mount her. She opened her right leg wide to give me more access. As the massive head of my cock dropped to her crotch, I felt her fingers upon it, guiding it to its intended destination. Karen moved her hips, raising them, thrusting her pussy up into the best position to take my rock-hard appendage. She huffed and puffed in excitement, and grunted as the bulbous head pushed hard against her resisting and inflamed flesh.

“Ahhh,” she gasped, as my cock obstinately pried her tight folds apart and pushed relentlessly into her sloppy cunt. “Uuh,” followed quickly thereafter. Her hands quickly pushed into my ribcage, as if she were attempting to control my momentum. “Please, Jimmy,” she cried out. “Don’t hurt me.”

I pulled back and slowly began short-stroking her hot little cunt. Her inner heat was begging to be fully experienced, but I yielded, giving her time to adjust to my swollen cock. As seconds passed, my plunging became a little deeper and my little cousin began urging me on. After some minutes, my dick was pushing ever deeper. Her heat wrapped itself tightly around my cock, and I savored the intense feeling of it.

Karen was soon rocking and humping under me. “Don’t stop, Jimmy! Don’t stop!” she yelped out. Her eyes were closed tightly; her head pushed back hard into the mattress; her mouth opened wide in sensual ecstasy, in between her vocal urgings. Suddenly, our bodies quaked in release. Sexual electricity fired through us, as we convulsed against one another. She cried out in delight once more before completely relaxing under me. My dick sucked out of her abused little cunt, as I rolled off of my smallish cousin.

My mother timed her entrance perfectly. She grinned broadly when she saw our naked, sweaty bodies and wasted no time licking my deflated organ clean. Pulling Karen around to the edge of the bed, she dropped to her knees, sucking and licking at the sticky mess we’d left between my cousin’s legs.

It wasn’t until she, too, had climbed up on my bed I was told the reason for her unexpected visit.

“While you were fucking your darling cousin,” she began, “Riley called. He’s bringing his mom and Jeannie over tonight. They’re ready to get out of the house for awhile.”

“Great!” I replied. “I’ve been damn worried about them. It’ll be good to see what they’ve decided to do, too. That is, if they’ve decided to do anything. I’d hate like hell to see them move away.”

My mother just smiled. Now that I think about it, I don’t really think she gave a shit one way or the other. Plainly, we had all she needed right here under our roof. The rest, as they say, was just icing on the cake.