The newlywed neighbors

CHAPTER TWO

"Wheeeewwwww… will you listen to them!" Martin Delany laughed as he pressed his ear to the wall of his apartment that was next to the Hutch's kitchen. "Sounds like the newly-weds are having a little spat."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu…" Niven Mandel moaned from their bedroom. If there was anything she hated, it was being awakened by the screaming of other people. God knows she had had enough of that when she had been living at the half-way house. Fucking little kids! They were always crying about something! At sixteen, the lovely blonde girl felt that she was well above all the simple things that the people at the run-away shelter had been trying to teach her. Arithmetic, reading, history… all those things were all right for the children, but Niven knew that there was more to life than those fucking books. Shit… that was why she had run away from home to begin with.

"Come on, lovey-cunt," Martin said in a cheery voice. "Let's get that luscious body out of bed. Something tells me that there's an adventure ahead of us."

Again Niven moaned, but as Martin lit another cigarette, his third of the morning, he could hear her stirring, and he knew that she would shortly appear at the kitchen doorway, looking as though she had just gotten out of bed, but no less lovely for that.

Martin sat back in his chair and smiled as he heard the door of the next apartment slam. Yes… there was an adventure in the making, and if there was anything Martin liked, it was adventure. God knows life was fucking boring enough.

Martin was a member of that rare breed of man. Blessed with a powerful body and a father who had made an incredible killing in the stock market, Martin had attended four years at Columbia University, graduated fourth from the top in his class, and then realized that he had been wasting his time. As soon as he graduated, his father presented him with some fifty thousand dollars and told him to spend it as he wanted.

Martin went right out, bought a car and headed cross-country, stopping here and there as he chose, living like a king where ever he was and when he got tired, moving on.

He had been doing that for almost a year now, and he enjoyed the thrill of coming into a new place, meeting new people and interweaving his life with theirs. He had gotten the idea from a television show, and he knew he was lucky in being able to afford living like that. He hadn't had a job since he was a freshman in college, and he wasn't bothered a bit by that fact. He loved the freedom of being able to just come as he pleased, live like he wanted and leave when he felt like it.

When he had come to St. Paul a little less than a month ago, he had been wandering around one of the poorer sections of the city… the type of place he had come to know would have women like Niven… eager to get out of what ever trap they were in. He'd met her at her job, provided to her by the halfway house, and they hit it off. Niven's eyes sparkled when he told her what he had been doing, and she decided that she would do as he asked her, which was to take an apartment in one of the nicer sections of the city and see what happened. God knew she was pretty unhappy at her agency, and with nothing to lose, the two signed a one year lease at a rather nice, if small, apartment.

Taking a deep drag on his cigarette, Martin had to smile as he remembered signing on as husband and wife. If there was anything about Niven, it was that she didn't look sixteen. The reasonably hard life she had been living since she'd run away from home had given her a mature, if kinky, outlook on life. The landlord really believed Martin's con-job that he and Niven were newly-weds just starting out, and had even made the comment that they were living right next to the two other newly-weds… or would be when they returned from their honeymoon.

Yes, thought Martin, butting his smoke, things just had a way of always working out. Having money was sure nice, and knowing how to use it was even nicer. He'd been getting just a little tired of moving around so often, and he decided that he would stay in St. Paul… at least for a couple of months. It was time to start taking stock and make plans. Or at least rest some.

And if there was anything that could keep him in St. Paul for a little while longer, it was the argument he had just heard between Mark and Kate. He could smell adventure in the air, and Martin had no greater love than adventure!

A faint animal whine and a furry brushing against his leg interrupted his thoughts, and he looked down to see Siegfried looking up at him.

Hell, he had known Niven was more wanton than most of the women he had been with in his travels, but until she had demanded that he get her a German Shepherd, he really hadn't known how wanton. She'd explained to him that one of the ladies that ran the house had kept a dog, and Niven had quickly discovered why. That lady's dog was the best little fucker Niven had ever known, though the young blonde girl really hadn't known all that many, and she demanded that Martin buy her one… just to keep her happy when Martin wasn't around, she had explained. Martin didn't give a shit. He'd seen worse things in his travels, and he never seemed to tire of watching Niven and Siegfried go at it. The thing she had for that dog was something Martin had only heard about in whispers, and he was glad to be seeing something like it first hand.

"Well, Siegfried, ol' boy," Martin said, patting the great dog between his ears. "You look a trifle hungry."

Siegfried and Martin got along rather well, and at the sound of Martin's soothing voice, the huge dog began to prance about. Sighing, remembering that it was really Niven's job to feed Siegfried, Martin nevertheless stood up to take care of him. But the dog didn't appear to be interested in food, and once Martin was out of his shallow, dream-like thoughts, he could see why. While he had been dwelling on his past, Niven had gotten out of bed.

She stood in the doorway of the kitchen, completely naked, her hair slightly tangled and falling over her pert little face.

Martin sucked in his breath. Even though he and Niven had been living together for nearly a month, he never tired of seeing her ripe nakedness. At sixteen, she was already fully developed, and he could sense that she would only get better as she grew older. Her honey-blonde hair fell gracefully to her shoulders, even tangled looking lush and full. Her eyes were the color of an untainted Minnesota Lake, and her skin was the color of pure cream. Her short pert nose had a slight upturn, giving her an aristocratic appearance, and her mouth, though small, was well formed with lush, full lips. Her shoulders were completely feminine, rounded, soft and gently sloping. Her breasts were firm, hard and fully rounded, thrusting from her delicate chest like two fleshy mountains topped with bright red cherries, constantly distended with passion and lust. The spheres were widely spaced, and large enough for Martin to fuck his huge, hard cock between them when he wanted. Her belly, flat and flawless, followed the ripe swell of her slim, though rounded hips, forming an hour-glass just above her ass-cheeks.

But what Martin loved the most was the perfect triangle of her cuntal hair, as golden and thick as the hair on her head, the inverted rounded tip pointing directly to her seething, always-ready cuntal lips. As he stared at her standing in the doorway, he felt his cock give a little lurch. Shit! He knew there wouldn't be any argument between them about fucking this morning. Niven was ready, eager and willing to fuck whenever Martin said the word… which was quite often. Sometimes ten times a day.

"Uuuuuuuummmmmmm… I thought you were going to sleep late this morning," she said in a still sleepy voice as she nakedly walked into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. Of all the women Martin had spent any time with, Niven had to be the most totally unabashed. She took a deep thrill just from being naked with him, as though she could sense that with him, she was totally safe. He knew she had gone through some pretty rough times, and her nakedness, while sensual, also meant that she trusted him. Martin liked that.

"Uuhh… I was," he stammered, finding her nakedness rather distracting. Again his cock spasmed in his pants. He'd give her a little time to wake up before he fucked her though. They'd had quite a session last night, and she was obviously not quite recovered from it.

A cup of coffee, a little conversation, and she would be ready to go.

"But that little spat next door woke me up too."

He lit another cigarette and rested his head in his hands, staring long and hard at the sensually swelling mounds of her completely unfettered breasts, already shimmering with mounting passion as she became more and more awake.

"What the fuck's the matter with them anyway?" Niven asked. "Shit… it sounded like he didn't want to fuck his wife."

"That's exactly what it was all about," Martin answered. "He didn't think there was enough time. Something about how he had to get to his new job."

"I've never heard of a man who doesn't want to fuck his wife as often as he can," Niven commented thoughtfully.

"There are men like that," Martin told her. "I've seen them. Some guy has a real nice piece of ass and all he wants to do is look at her."

"I can't imagine anything better than fucking," Niven said in a voice that let Martin know she was becoming more and more awake.

"And neither can Kate," he said. "That young wife wants her husband's cock so bad she can taste it. You were trying to get back to sleep, but I was listening to them. She was so pissed at him for not fucking her that she threw something at him."

"Nice way to begin a marriage."

"Yeah… and a better way to end one."

"Well… we don't have to worry about them. They have their life to live, and we have ours."

"That's right, and starting real soon, our life and theirs are going to mesh."

"Huh?"

"We're going to help them."

"Are you kidding?" Niven asked, leaning back and looking at him as though she couldn't believe what he had said. For a moment, Martin was totally distracted by a full view of her naked body as she sat. There was no denying the fact… Niven carried herself naked the same way she did with clothes on. She was acting so naturally that Martin would have believed her if she told him she didn't know she was naked. He gathered his thoughts and resumed his conversation, feeling his cock expand in his pants all the more.

"No, I meant it. You and I are going to help them."

"Why? It's none of our business. They made their bed. I say let them sleep in it."

"Come on, Niven," Martin said in a voice that was somewhat scolding.

"If I wanted to forget about other people, I would have stayed in my parents' pad in New York… and I would have left you at the half-way house."

He could see the reaction of his words right away on Niven's lovely face. At first she had been hurt, but she could see, after a little thought, what he was saying.

"You of all people should be able to understand that," he continued.

"Here's a chance for you to actually do something. I think this is just the thing you need. Something to give your life worth."

"Your cock is all I need to give my life worth," she said, lowering her head teasingly and smiling at him. For a moment, Martin thought his words had fallen on deaf ears, but as he looked at her, he realized that this was just her way of telling him she understood. Then she gave a little wink. "Have you got something in mind?"

"Hummmmmmm… aside from fucking you, no. But I like to do my thinking after my mind's been cleared. And right now, the only way to do that is to fuck you hard and deep. Me and Siegfried both. Something might come to me."

Niven smiled over the top of her coffee cup as she noticed that Martin's eyes were roaming over her lush nakedness, stopping here and there, but lingering long and hard on the generous swell of her fully rounded breasts. She knew he loved her breasts almost as much as he loved her cunt. She could still remember the first time he had planted the full length of his massive cock in the soft sensual valley they formed, stroking back and forth until his scalding semen spilled out from the bulbous, mushroom-shaped head, forming a warm, friendly pool between her chin and her pliant globes. It had been an experience she never thought she would enjoy as much as she had. She could actually see, as well as feel, his cock exploding his love-juice, and while he had used both his hands to push her breasts tightly together, sandwiching his penis, she had fingered her seething pussy, orgasming at the same time as Martin had. It was things like that… Martin's ability to deviate from what people considered normal, that really excited Niven.

"You got something special in mind about fucking me?" she asked, finishing her coffee and slowly coming to a standing position.

Martin regarded her for a long moment letting his eyes roam freely over her shamelessly exposed body. When he let them focus on the golden triangle of her pussy, already glistening slightly with her mounting sexual excitement, he smiled, picturing in his mind what he was going to do.

"Yeah… I got a little something I think you might like," he said, coming around from his side of the table.

Dropping slowly to his knees, he began to lick the warm smooth flesh of her inner thighs, starting near her knees, and moving slowly upward toward the pink, curl-framed lips of her rapidly moistening cunt.

His coal-black eyes glittered lustfully as they fixed on the narrow pink slit where a tiny dew drop of moisture glistened from the lovely Niven's eager passionate response. Reaching the already quivering lips of her vagina, the lusting young wanderer flicked out his warm tongue tip, licking the pungent nectar from Niven's palpitating pussy. Then he slid his tongue into the depths of the moist valley between Niven's thighs, lightly tracing the thin coral line separating the vaginal lips upward to the swelling bud of her pink clitoris, grinning knowingly as he heard the young blonde girl gasp with her rapidly mounting excitement.

"Uuuuuuuummmmmmm… I love the way you lick my cunt," she said, her voice dreamy and languid.

With his thumbs, the crouching black-haired young man spread apart the moistly clinging flesh of Niven's pussy lips, until the tiny throbbing clitoris was completely exposed to his view. He dipped his face forward and eagerly began to suck on the sensitive area as the lovely young girl swayed back and forth and sighed in growing abandon. Martin pressed her backwards toward her chair while Siegfried, aware that something wonderful was going to happen, sat patiently, his ears perked for the command he had been trained to wait for.

Niven was already feeling sensually giddy. She felt so much more grown up when Martin made love to her, and when her knees caught on the edge of the chair, she collapsed limply back on the seat. She allowed the passionate sensations to sweep through her, and she was only vaguely aware of Martin's strong, caressing hands pressing her beautifully shaped legs up and back, pushing them until her knees were pressed against her breasts. She lifted her head to watch, her mind reeling with the storm of lust sweeping through her, as Martin deliberately buried his handsome face into her upturned loins to lick and suck at her moist hot cunt with lascivious fury and hunger.

Martin's own cock was getting harder and more painfully swollen, but he tried not to think about it. He loved licking pussy, and he liked sucking at Niven's cunt more than any other he had found. There was something about this young wanton that fate had provided him that excited him more than he would have thought possible. She was certainly as eager to learn all about life as he was!

As Martin's pleasure-giving tongue darted out, slicing up through her straining throbbing cunt like a knife through soft butter, Niven surrendered to the shocks of pleasure rippling delightfully through her body. She moaned softly, delighting in the sensations his tongue was sparking in her vagina, and she opened her eyes just enough to see Siegfried sitting impatiently beside Martin, eagerly looking at her seething vagina, waiting for his turn to mount her. It was all she could do not to beg Martin to allow the wonderful dog to fuck her then and there, but she knew that if she allowed Martin to move at his own speed, she would derive still more pleasure than if she allowed her whims to carry her.

Her rational thought began slipping quickly from her mind as her body responded more and more to the skillful tonguing she was receiving.

Martin's oral manipulations of her sex-inflamed, quivering vagina were beginning to drive her insane. Her cream-white flanks began jerking forward, burying Martin's flicking tongue in her up to its roots.

Nothing mattered to her by this point… nothing but the reality of the probing tongue that crept so sensually up into her hot steaming vaginal furrow. Her soft smooth buttocks began to squirm desperately in the seat of the chair as the searing hot lashes of passion licked maddeningly at her nakedly quivering body. Arching her back wildly, she thrust her pelvis upward, frantically grinding her seething wet cunt up tightly into Martin's face. She writhed her trembling ass in tight frenzied circles, struggling for the release that was now so close.

But then, suddenly, Martin stopped his wonderful licking motions and raised his head with difficulty from between the vice-like grip of Niven's thighs.

"Oooohhh… GOD! Why'd you stop? I was just about to cum… Don't stop licking my cunt… don't stop…"

She opened her eyes and looked at her lover with a frustration-contorted face.

"Don't worry," Martin said, coming to a standing position. "That was just a little warm up… something to make sure that you really like what's going to happen to you next."

He reached down and pulled her up from the chair. Her lust-weakened body was like a rag doll, and she swayed dizzily as she gained her footing on the floor. For a moment, she was totally confused, but her lust-glazed eyes brightened as she watched him open his jeans and pull them down off his body, revealing the massive expanse of his fully erect penis, throbbing and pulsing with the excitement he had brought upon himself with his cunt licking. Her mouth dropped open at the sight of the thing, and suddenly her mouth was watering. It was huge and thick and so delicious looking. She had only a hazzy idea of what he was going to do, but as long as it involved that wonderful-looking penis, she was all set.

Martin placed his hands on the softness of her shoulders and spun her around. Then he took her seat on the chair and opened his muscular, hairy thighs, spreading them as far apart as he could. "Now… suppose you get down and suck this cock of mine. Siegfried will take care of that pussy for you."

Not thinking of anything else but the fiery passion that was blazing like a forest fire in her loins, Niven did as she was asked, scrambling down on her hands and knees with her head positioned between her lover's thighs. Martin's incredible tonguing of her anxious pussy had completely destroyed her thought process, and she wanted nothing but the quelling of passion ripping through her itching, burning cunt like a hot wind. She sighed and quivered in rapture as she stared hungrily at the impossibly huge rod of lust-hardened flesh that rose like a tree from Martin's dark pubic thatch. She had sucked his penis several times before, but this time it looked so large… so mammoth.

Uuuuuuuuummmmmmm… the whole length of his cock was mapped with blue pulsing veins. She mumbled in her hunger and poised her head so that her lips were barely touching the bulbous, blunt end of his visibly throbbing penis. Now it was her turn to tease him!

"Come on… that cunt licking I gave you really filled my balls with a shit-load of cum. I'm gonna flood your belly…"

"Ssssshhhhh…" she said. She bent her face just a little lower, letting her lips finally touch the shining, rubbery head. She pursed her lips ever so slightly, planting a light, lust-provoking kiss on the slit at the head of the glans, and she smiled when Martin shuddered and stiffened his entire body. She knew she was really getting to him. She felt his hands automatically come up to grip the sides of her face, his fingers tangling in her long, thick blonde hair. Smiling to herself, she used one hand to skin back the loose foreskin of his penis, fully exposing the swollen head. She stared at it, as though its majesty hypnotized her.

Then, she ovalled her lips and took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, pulling up on the throbbing shaft as she lowered her head. She nearly choked as, in her haste, she pressed the head of his penis against the back of her throat. The full length of the towering rod of flesh disappeared into her ovalled mouth all the way to the hilt, causing Martin to moan out in his surprised bliss.

It took the powerful young man a second or two, but he managed to regain control over himself, and he began fucking his long thick cock in and out of Niven's thin-stretched lips, always leaving the hot swollen tip half an inch inside her mouth as he began to guide her head with his fingers wrapped tightly in her hair.

Not that he needed to give her any help. Niven loved sucking his penis almost as much as she loved having it fucking up into her cunt, and she moaned passionately as he speeded up his deep, inward thrusts. His heavy, cum-swollen balls swung up and slapped against her chin, the thick, coarse fuzz covering them tickling like a light airy feather, and she fought to keep her breath, catching small gulps of air on each outstroke.

Martin gleefully watched the puffing out of her cheeks beneath him as her head bobbed on the end of his skewering penis. He knew that she loved doing this to him. His grin widened with each deep thrust he made into her willing face, and her moan of arousal drove him on to even deeper fucking motions.

Then he heard Siegfried whine, and for a moment, his attention was arrested. Hell… there was no reason why the dog shouldn't be getting his jollys as well.

"All right, Siegfried… fuck her. I think she's about ready for your cock!"

Both Niven and the massive dog stiffened at the words, and Siegfried hurried to claim his reward of patience. For a moment, Niven removed her mouth from her boy-friend's cock as she waited for her wonderful dog to mount her. She shivered sensually as she felt his cold wet nose brush exploringly up against her tingling cuntal lips, and she waggled her rounded buttocks invitingly back toward Siegfried's huge furry head to meet the long pink tongue that suddenly snaked out and licked wetly up and down in the valley between her ivory white, upthrust ass-cheeks.

Uuuuuuuummmmmmm… Again she felt the long length of hot wet flesh touch her and she felt him beginning to lap greedily at the opened tight fissure between her wide-spread thighs. He ran his tongue wetly through her sex-drenched loins, from the tip of her puckered little anus up over the fluted edges of her vaginal opening, sometimes reaching below to the tiny jerking bud of her clitoris. His skillful thick tongue cut moistly through the soft, sparsely fleeced pussy lips like a keen blade. It laved relentlessly between her quivering thighs, pausing occasionally to dart and plunge deeply into her.

Niven knew that this was definitely the proper way to start the day, and if that ass-hole next door was too simple-minded to understand that, than he deserved the worst that could happen to him. Damn! He was actually punishing his wife by leaving her alone like that… just running out of the house without fucking her when she wanted him to. If Martin ever did something like that…

But suddenly all coherent thought faded in a blinding flash of excitement as Siegfried's ceaselessly exploring tongue shot out and up into the moist channel of her naked cunt, deeper than any human tongue… even Martin's… could possibly go! As her whole body tensed and quivered wildly from the glorious sensation, she sucked harder on the huge fleshy penis in her mouth, reaching up with one hand to cradle the sperm-heavy testicles that slapped against her saliva-coated chin.

Martin sat back, feeling completely at ease as Niven began to put her heart and soul into the sucking of his cock, running her pink tongue around and around the swollen head, flicking her tongue-tip inquisitively into the tiny open slit of the moist cock-head to taste the sweet lubricating fluids that were oozing out there. As Siegfried's thick wet tongue lashed teasingly up through the open furrow of her tight wet cunt all the way to her clenching rectum, Niven knew that she was fast losing all her reason. She began to lick and suck madly like a demon at the thick, hardened shaft imbedded in her mouth, her lips slimy from the mixture of his pre-cum and her saliva. The thin tensile rim of her mouth clung to his shaft as though held there by some unseen force as he fucked with long deep strokes. The mere thought of his huge cock in her mouth suddenly exploding, squirting its white, thick sperm into her throat had already begun to make her wild with anticipation.

Then suddenly, she heard Martin's passion-rasped voice command, "Fuck, Siegfried. Let's fuck her together!"

Again, both Niven and the powerful dog shivered with ecstasy. The three of them had become a team… like three perfectly working parts of a machine. Niven loved the thought of being fucked from behind by her amazing dog while she sucked and slavered on the cock of her lover. She felt the great animal move forward at the command.

Immediately the huge German Shepherd raised up on his hindlegs, mounting Niven with his forepaws wrapped around her full, undulating hips. His powerful hindquarters moved in close between her soft, spread thighs, at the same time shoving forward with his long tapering cock.

Niven jerked forward as a reflex, and sensing that she would, Martin thrust up again, impaling her mouth deeper on his tremendously hard cock. She gagged slightly at the choking entry, struggling to keep her breath. It came as a great rasping sound as she sucked in a gulp of air from the sensation of her loving dog's scarlet penis jabbing out from its furry sheath and slipping wetly into the hot damp slit of her inflamed pussy lips. Niven groaned blissfully as she realized that she had to have as much cock as possible. She wanted the totality of Martin's penis in her mouth, while at that same time taking as much of Siegfried's long, beveled penis into the seething chamber of her cunt as she could. Knowing that her dog would need help, she reached behind her and circled her fingers down through her wide-spread, ivory-fleshed thighs to grasp the slippery length of the rigid animal cock.

Siegfried half growled and half whimpered as her fingers gripped on the throbbing length of his flesh, trying desperately to place the pointed red tip at the mouth of her passion-saturated vaginal opening. In her bewildered, passion-distorted daze, she didn't know if she would be successful or not until the great beast shot up into her steaming passage, his muscular rump driving forward in rapid, jack-hammer thrusts, spreading her moist, burning pussy open wider and wider with every jolting lunge he made into her.

"Uuuuuuuhhhhhh… uuuuuuummmmm uuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmm…!" Niven moaned sensually around the big fleshy cock fucking ceaselessly into her mouth as she felt her naked cunt being filled by the long, hard dog penis spearing into the depths of her belly. She could feel her beloved dog's silky hair brushing lightly against her writhing, milky white buttocks as he pistoned his enormous tapered shaft into her tightly contracting cunt. She was impaled to the fullest on the German Shepherd's wonderful animal-cock and her mouth was filled completely by her lover's immense human penis.

Martin looked down, savoring the sight of his towering thickly veined shaft buried in his beautiful lover's lust-contorted face. He felt the young girl's hands greedily massaging the skin of his balls as she sucked rhythmically up and down the rock-hard flesh of his cock all the way from the smooth rubbery head to the velvety flesh at its thick base. Her whole supple satiny body quivered from the powerful jolts of Siegfried's plunging cock smashing into her tight clinging cunt from behind. At the same time, the warm softness of her tongue twirled maddeningly over Martin's throbbing cock-head at the apex of each withdrawal. He flexed his buttocks fiendishly up and down, following his every movement while she simultaneously worked her naked globular buttocks in little gyrating circles to match the machine-like hammering of the dog's still swelling cock up inside her seething vagina.

Niven was a writhing mass of sweating, lust-deranged female flesh that begged to have the cocks in her fill her to the brim with their sperm.

She ground her buttocks hard back against Siegfried's hairy battering body and felt the tiny rivulets of moisture building up in the crevice between her ass-cheeks, trailing down the backs of her straining white thighs while the mounting pressure in her belly and loins signaled that her rising climax was close to exploding throughout her sharpened nerves.

Oh God! She inwardly moaned, relishing every deep fuck of the two rigid cocks in her stretched mouth and cunt. This was heaven. This had to be heaven, to be getting all the cock she could handle. Her whole life had been empty and hollow before she had bumped into Martin and started living with him. Even though she had been fucked by two men before this, neither one of them had allowed her to be totally free… and it was that freedom that made this fucking all the more enjoyable. God only knew how long it would last, but she was going to make the most of it while she had it.

She closed her eyes in utter abandon as Martin and Siegfried pressured her back and forth between them, using her willing, lust-weakened body an exciting receptacle into which they would pump their hot, sticky sperm. Her mind began to whirl in a maze of delicious blending colors, flashing on and off with the galvanic shocks that were jolting like lightening through her lush white body to the very center of her being.

Siegfried's tongue hung loosely from his mouth as he pounded into her waving buttocks, and saliva dribbled from his long, narrow mouth onto the light film of sweat coating her arching back.

Martin heard his own strangling noises forcing their way up from his lungs through the lust-constricted passage of his throat. Shit! He was going to cum! He didn't want to. He wanted to hold back the scalding flood of his semen as long as he could, but there is a point beyond which no human can endure, and Martin had reached it. His body strained to bury the pulsing rod of his penis deep into the hot narrow throat of his girl-friend!

"Oooohhh… suck it! Suck it, Niven! I'm cumming!" he rasped down at her as his hips jerked up tightly into her face. His fingers, completely devoid of his control as waves of passion spilled over him, tangled tightly in her hair, pressing her head down harder onto his long, thick penis.

Niven fought frantically for breath as the creamy hot fluid suddenly flowed into the warm wet interior of her desperately sucking mouth, rushing into her throat like a river of boiling water. Her cheeks expanded like a balloon as she gulped on the nectar washing into her, determined that she would swallow every precious drop. As she sucked and swallowed in lust-crazed hunger, she fastened her lips like a tight elastic ring around the jerking penis, fearful that she would lose some of the fluid pumping into her. It was no use, though. Some thin white droplets dribbled from the corners of her lips as his slowly deflating penis oozed from between her still-sucking lips. Thin viscous strings of cum hanging from her moist chin connected her with the long limp organ as Martin's sinewy hips collapsed back on the chair.

As her lover's hands managed to untangle themselves from her hair, Niven's trembling shoulders dropped to the floor so that her firm sleek buttocks were sticking even higher into the air. The great rutting animal behind her could now fuck her at will. She felt completely adrift in her mounting passion, and nothing mattered to her at all, save the great animal penis hammering and fucking her from behind, filling her cunt to near-bursting. She ground her blazing loins back mindlessly against Siegfried's forward-jerking flanks as she felt the scarlet pointed cock throb into a hugeness that could only mean one thing.

He was going to cum!

She suddenly felt her pale thighs and buttocks being swept wider apart in one last crushing lunge as the dog's powerful haunches smashed against her up-thrust ass-cheeks, shoving his cock's fully expanded length up into her wide-stretched cunt. In her mind, she could see it sinking still deeper into the pink gaping mouth of her clasping pussy from behind, a relentless steaming shaft of glistening red flesh tunneling ceaselessly into her. She felt the great beast's furry forepaws tightening around her heaving ribs and his body jerking convulsively over her arching back. Then Niven screamed, gasping confused incoherent sounds that blended with the dog's panting whines as she felt the first hot waves of scalding dog-sperm spewing into the deepest reaches of her vagina.

"Oooohhh… oh… oh… oh…God! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!! Aamaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh… Fill me with your beautiful dog-cum!" she screamed in her delirious excitement.

Feeling some of his strength return, Martin inched a little closer to get a better look at the thick animal semen that was oozing from the wide-spread lips of his girl-friend's cuntal lips, running in rivulets down the ivory columns of her soft, inner thighs. He saw her mouth pop open in a muffled scream as she began to toss her head wildly from side to side, her long blonde hair flailing and whipping around her shoulders as Siegfried fucked hard into her waving ass from behind.

Every muscle in her body contracted as she rose up and nearly fell to the side in a near epileptic attack of quivering. Her tiny hairless asshole clenched and relaxed in sympathetic spasms with the dog's lunging, squirting cock.

Her smooth ivory backside gleamed in the lights of the room as the great beast's cock began to deflate and gradually lost its strength, finally slipping out of her with a wet slurping sound.

Niven lay motionless on the floor, too weary to even lift her head. The panting coming from between her half-parted lips was the only sound in the kitchen, and as Martin watched her struggling to catch her breath, a thought implanted itself in his mind… and once planted, would not leave it. To be sure, it was only the germ of an idea, and it would need a little working on, but in his imaginative, free-thinking mind, he could see it taking shape.

"Uuuuuuummmmm… oooooohhhhh… that was wonderful, lover," Niven cooed, when she finally found enough strength to say something.

"Yeah… wonderful," Martin said, his voice revealing that he was lost in thought.

"Something the matter, love?" Niven asked, afraid that Martin was thinking about leaving her. She hadn't realized it until just this moment, but she could feel herself becoming very dependent on him. He had shown her a way of living that she had never thought she would ever be able to find, and while she knew that the time would come when he would be moving on, she wanted to put off that time as long as possible.

"Matter…? ohhh… I was just thinking about the people next door."

"Still? You're really serious about helping them, aren't you?"

"You bet those nice tits of yours I am. And I have just the thing. I haven't thought the whole thing through yet, but it will involve Siegfried… and you."

"Me?" Niven had never thought that she would be included in anything like this, and she was a little afraid that she was being called upon to do something that would be beyond her abilities. She knew that she didn't have the imagination Martin had. He had been to college… he had seen so many things. There were times when she felt pretty stupid when he talked to her. Not that he said anything that made her feel that way. It was just her own feelings of insecurity.

"That's right," Martin said, coming to a standing position. "Like I say, I'm not sure about the details, and I need just a little more information. We'll listen to them tonight and see what's coming off with them."

He pulled up his pants and turned around so that he was facing the kitchen table.

"You know… I'm hungry. Suppose you cover that luscious body and fix me something to eat."

Niven gave him a little smile, then scurried into the bedroom, followed by Siegfried. Martin watched her, his face twisted with deep thought.

The more he rolled over his idea in his head, the more he liked it, and he could see a far-reaching conclusion that he hadn't thought about it before. He would be helping a young married couple, and he would be having a lot of fun doing it. The mere thought of getting into Kate's pussy caused his penis to spasm. He didn't know what she looked like, but from the sound of her voice, she was really pretty. And she liked to fuck. Put those two things together and having fun is a foregone conclusion.

But he would also be helping Niven. He could tell that she needed something, and while he liked having her take care of his cock, he knew that he would not want to be hanging around for very much longer.

Already he was getting just a little tired of staying in the same place for this long. He could smell the aroma of change in the wind. He wanted to move on. He listened to the pleasing voice of Niven as she talked to Siegfried. She was really a nice kid. She'd told him about how her mother used to beat her… how her father used to just stand there and watch… how she had run away and picked up her education on the streets. Despite that, she was quite sensitive, though she would surely laugh at him if he told her that. She liked to think of herself as totally self-sufficient.

That was a laugh. Martin could see that she was taking a great deal for granted… and that one of those things, that he would always be around, just wasn't true.

No… he would help her as well. If things worked out the way he thought they might, everyone would be smiling in a couple of days.

"Who would have thought I'd ever turn out to be a fucking romantic," he said softly. Then he laughed. He began feeling like the Lone Ranger, and that made him feel very, very good.