Chapter 8

"Oh my God, Valerie, what have I done? What can I say?" Ann moaned softly as she sat, nakedly whimpering, on the soft green grass of her own back yard, her face flushed and her hands burying her face.

"Oh, Ann, don't feel bad," Valerie answered firmly, running her own hand across Mrs. Dexter's head and stroking soothingly along her long blonde hair. "It was wonderful... don't even give it a second thought. It's wonderful being so liberated with your body!"

"But... but I don't even know you, except by name!" wailed the distraught young wife, awash in the confusion of her own emotions. "It's all so strange to me... so different... I... I can't believe that... that I actually did that..." And it was true. The young blonde didn't know what had come over her, couldn't quite understand how her own instant lust for the dog had spread to this woman! But when she had seen Valerie's beautiful body, she just didn't... couldn't reason!

"Listen," began Valerie, "it's just like your husband says. Some women are highly sexed yet normal. It's nothing to be afraid of... just be thankful that you're not hung-up about it like most women in the world. Oh, thank the Lord for that! What would life be without an out-of-sight sexual experience like we just had."

Her arm that had been wrapped around Ann's shoulder now dropped to the tremulously inviting mounds of her breasts and gently began to massage one of those twin voluptuous spheres with gentle tenderness. "And there's nothing wrong with wanting to make love to other beings besides men. God, how many lousy lays have you had in your lifetime? Just speaking from my own experience, I can remember a lot -- more than I'd like to admit to! Really, why the hell should your husband be the only one to enjoy your sexiness. Suppose your sexual needs are greater than his... what are you supposed to do? Be frustrated for the rest of your life?"

Ann could not refute the logic of the dark-haired woman... but at the moment she couldn't even begin to offer a rebuff because now her tormented mind was even more confused by the warmly caressing hand manipulating the softly supple skin of her voluptuous breast.

"I'm just trying to prove to you that you haven't done anything wrong!" Valerie said comfortingly, her arm now pulling Ann down until she lay prone on the ground, staring up at her sensuous new lover with the look of a small, frightened animal. "You've got one hot little cunt up between your legs, Ann, and the sooner you start to realize its needs, the happier you'll be. Just take it from one who knows!"

Ann could feel the rising tide of passion in her own body and although her husband's subject didn't seem yet to be forcing her into anything, she felt a new need welling in her quaking body.

Valerie sat on the cool grass next to her new lover, appreciatively studying the hills and valleys of her contoured body. She couldn't help but stretch out her arms and begin massaging the upswinging young breasts of Mrs. Dexter, one with each small but expert hand. Quivers of shivering desire began to ripple through the blonde's alluringly naked body as the other woman gently caressed and kneaded at the soft, cream-white flesh of her naked breasts and she could feel the beginning stirrings of fiery desire seeping into her loins... already that telltale moisture began to burn down the smooth sensitive flesh of her thighs! She could hear the woman moaning with pleasure above her and suddenly she felt her own legs begin to spread wide in open invitation to the sexual stimulation of the woman next to her.

"Do you see what I mean?" Valerie crooned softly.

"Oh, yes, yes!" Ann nearly shrieked. "Yes!"

"Then, shall we have a good time together this afternoon? Just you and me... and Dante?"

"Oh, yes, Valerie! Please!" the young blonde moaned, listening to the sigh-like breathing of her curvaceously naked lover.

Suddenly, the enormous German shepherd was beside them, looking down like a wounded puppy at his nakedly panting mistress. Valerie reached a hand over to him, stroking him lovingly along his strong, muscular young flanks. "That's okay, big boy," she cooed softly to him. "We haven't forgotten about you, baby. We'll let you in on the fun, don't worry!"

And then she returned her attention to her newfound lover. Dante may have felt a little ill-at-ease, but Valerie felt a delirious stab of excitement rip through her naked body as she warmly massaged the twin peaks of Ann's sensuously tempting mounds of flesh, taking the nipples between her fingers and teasing them into vibrant, vividly pulsing erection! She heard her young blonde lover moan with sublime pleasure, saw the young blonde's legs slowly sliding helplessly apart in anticipation of the even more lewdly exciting delights that were to come. It had been a long time since Valerie had felt the wonderful thrill of making love to another woman, many, many months since she'd warmly caressed another woman's breasts or let her tongue flick wet and hot up into a softly inviting cunt!

Suddenly, Valerie felt Ann's warm skin on her own and felt the blonde-haired woman's body sliding down over her own. Ann was taking over now! Valerie watched her then kneeling on the grass between her own obscenely spread legs and she could feel an instant shiver race through her nakedly trembling body when Ann ran two tantalizing fingers along the smooth soft skin of her inner thighs.

"Oooooohhhh! Annn!" the young woman moaned as the fingers warmly traced delicate little titillating patterns along the velvety creaminess of her thighs. And then a new shudder of salacious desire swept through her as she felt Ann's eagerly probing fingers first come into electric contact with the soft, moist folds of her aching cunt! Oh, she's going to touch me there! Oh yes! Yes! Oh, it will be so wonderful! Oh, I just know she's going to satisfy me! And then... then we'll both share Dante! And Ann continued her tantalizing play around Valerie's lovely pink cunt, alternating little tickling motions with slow circular ones in those luscious crimson folds.

Ann could feel Valerie's lust provoked moisture sliding around her playing fingers as the young woman became more and more wantonly aroused from the warmly gentle finger fun, from the intense yet gentle pressure of her erotically exploring fingers. Ann shifted, without moving her hand to lie down beside the nakedly undulating body of her blonde lover, her own tantalizingly full breasts quivering and trembling from the mounting excitement crashing through her loins. A new shiver of pleasure raced through Ann Dexter as she leaned down and felt the soft skin of Valerie's legs -- just like she'd done this her whole sexual career -- and brushed and swayed her breasts against her tender inner thighs again by moving her body slowly, deliberately provocative, from side to side, while her fingers joyfully teased at the warm, wet folds of Valerie's moisture- drenched cunt.

"Ooooooaaaauuuuuh!" Valerie moaned, no longer knowing or caring about anything except the tantalizing fingers that were sending flashes of pussy flaring sensation searing through her nakedly undulating body. Her own cuntal channel was by this time well lubricated and the inner muscles were contracting convulsively as Ann then wormed her two center fingers exploringly into the wetly surrendering channel up to the palm of her hand! Now her other hand went to Valerie's roundly smooth buttocks and slowly smoothed experimentally around the lush full moons while her serpent-like tongue toyed around the gentle indentation of Valerie's navel!

"Mmmmmmmmm! Oooowww!" Valerie cried, her eyes flying open now, watching the lewd ministrations of her naked lover. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see Dante sitting obediently beside them, his eyes fixed on their naked contortions, his long pink tongue lolling out of his panting mouth, patiently awaiting their next command to him.

But Dante didn't keep her attention for long, because now Valerie could feel Ann fucking still another finger into her hotly enveloping cuntal hole, plunging up through the ring of her wildly contracting muscles into the pink soft-walled depths of her raging cuntal furnace. The young dark-haired stripper reflexively arched her back in welcome to Ann's cunt-fucking fingers and she could feel the rising pressure of rampant sexual desire quivering in her belly while her buttocks were being gently, salaciously squeezed in tempo to match that of the salaciously circling fingers fucking up into her openly spread cunt!

"Ummmm... you like that? Am I doing okay?" Ann moaned above her.

"Yesss!!! Oh, Darling, you feel so wonderful!" Valerie cried, feeling her own body going almost out of control with the madly swirling passions spiraling within it. Delightful spasms began now to wrack her body as she bucked and rocked beneath the steady, expert hand of her young lover... the hand that seemed by now to be almost a part of her insides as it molded to the wetly clinging contours of her cunt walls. Her legs kicked out wide and back and began to scissor back and forth to the motion of her rhythmically rolling hips and the warm softness of Ann's tongue on her stomach was driving her frantic with lust-crazed desire. It was all so good... if it never ever stopped, that would be much too soon! She felt the floods of moisture seeping down the alabaster flesh of her inner thighs and suddenly Ann's tongue was moving down... down... down...

And Valerie was no longer conscious of anything other than her own fiery needs. She let out a low moaning growl... her head tossed from side to side, wildly thrashing... her hands went down to Ann's head and held it... held it as Ann continued to tantalizingly lick at her steadily flowing cunt juices... to tease with excruciating pleasure at her flame- licked loins! Her lips mumbled incoherent grumbles now as she heard Dante's whining simper beside her and she desperately wanted him too!

Ann's other hand now found the opening between Valerie's buttocks and she slowly worked her finger into the tightness of her tiny puckered rectal opening. She wormed it in as far as the flat of her palm... swiveled it around in the tightly clasping cavern... wriggled it playfully and slid in and out of the warmly moist opening in rhythmic tempo to the fingers that were skewering still into the woman's erotically seething cunt...

Arid then it happened. With a smile of delight, knowing she'd succeeded, Ann heard a wild wailing emerging from Valerie's throat. "I'm cummmmmming!"

Dr. Carl Dexter carefully marked the tape, a sly smile on his lips. Boy, that was one hot interview, all right, and damn, if Ann hadn't been out in the back yard sunning, he just might have continued that interview in a more practical vein! He couldn't help but laugh when he found out that the man on stage with her yesterday was her boyfriend! Boy, he bet they had some hot dates!

But all was not lost; she'd consented to having lunch with him one of these days. And by God, just as soon as this damned report was in, he just might call her up.

Back to work... he strolled into the study and lifted the Dictaphone machine down off the shelf. Squatting, he plugged it in and then adjusted the table lamp so that Ann couldn't complain too much about having to work on Saturday. Checking his watch, he realized his wife had plenty of time to get burned out there in the hot sun. A few sprigs of fresh flowers in a vase on her work table, a fresh glass of the red wine that she adored so, and it was all ready for Ann.

Time to fetch the little woman from the backyard!...

"I'm cuuummming!" stormed into Carl's ears as his eyes were greeted by the sight of his wife's eagerly licking tongue fucking into the pinkly glistening folds of the voluptuous young Valerie Barren's desperately straining cunt on the cool green grass of their back yard. Beside them sat Dante, Valerie's German shepherd, the one Valerie had told him about in her interviews -- about how she'd found companionship with the animal after her first husband was killed racing cars. The dog sat there intently gazing at the lewdly performing women with his long pink tongue lolling wetly out of the side of his mouth as he panted around it.

He heard Valerie's voice become a whimpering sob and then break out into a wailing scream as the spasms of her convulsive orgasm rippled through her nakedly thrashing body so that it jerked and trembled violently in its moisturized nakedness. Wave after wave of the sublime, rapturous release echoed through her quivering loins in her sweet agony as her mouth let out another piercing wail sounding like a wild banshee. Finally, her tremors began to subside and it was then that Carl stepped up to hover over the nakedly writhing woman.

"Well, what's going on here?" he heard himself say. Jesus, he'd never seen anything so sexy in his life -- his wife and Valerie, the stripper, making love to each other in his own back yard! Good God! Ann must be taking her work too seriously.

"Carl!" Ann screamed, her eyes flashing open, her arms instantly moving to cover up her nakedness to no avail. Dante began to growl menacingly at the intruder, in his confused bewilderment thinking him a threat to his two lovely human female companions.

"That's okay, boy," Carl said softly, extended a tight fist toward the dog's nose so that the dog knew he was no threat.

"It's okay, Dante. Come here," Valerie murmured to her dog, who grudgingly quieted down, though his large black eyes were still flashing with mistrust and suspicion.

"Carl... I... I," Ann began to stammer before she was interrupted by Valerie's amused tones.

"Well, Doctor Dexter, you wanted to know about my sex life and now you've got a first hand account!" she clapped her small hands together merrily, much to the confusion of Ann Dexter who, paling, felt more ashamed and embarrassed then she could ever remember feeling in her whole life. How could she even begin to explain the salacious sight of herself making love to another woman. Best to remain silent and still, she reasoned. Surprisingly, Valerie seemed neither embarrassed or ashamed. In fact, she seemed happy that Carl had suddenly stumbled upon them.

"Yes, it adds to the interest," Carl responded, no trying to hide the surprised amusement in his voice, "I-I hope I haven't interrupted anything!"

"Oh no, we just got started, Dr. Dexter!"

Ann looked at the stripper with wide eyes. How could she joke at a- time like this? My god, Carl must be seething inside that calm demeanor.

"If you'd like to join the party, Dr., I'm sure Ann wouldn't mind. Would you Ann?"

She opened her mouth, but no words came out. My God, was this really happening to her? How could anyone be as brazen as this Valerie Barren? As if it hadn't been enough that she'd successfully seduced Ann, now she was asking Ann's husband to join in!

"Well?" Valerie's eyes teased, staring at the growing bulge in the doctor's suit pants. "Aren't you going to join us; are you liberated enough?" she giggled.

"Damn right I am!" And with that Carl began to tear off his sports jacket, then he loosened his tie and threw it onto the ground. His tie was quickly followed by his shirt, shoes, socks, trousers and undershorts, in that order until his clothes were lying in a crumpled heap upon the grass beside the two naked women.

"W-what's going on?" Ann finally managed to stammer, her voice high and thin and weak. She'd never seen Carl so anxious to get laid in his life! Carl? Was this her paunchy, snoring Carl... fifteen-second Carl, as she thought of him on those frustrated mornings. "What's... are you really?"

"We're just going to have a little party, that's all," Valerie said soothingly. "The more the merrier, as they say," she giggled, raising her shoulders.

Carl laughed with an almost evil leering quality, his eyes now focusing on the voluptuously curved body of his research subject that he had waited so damned long to get at.