GAIA LIBRARY SPECIAL EDITIONS - ANIMAL WIFE - Story By Janet McCoy

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Lacey had been at Janie's for a good half-hour, enjoying coffee and sweets and gossip,
before she realized she had forgotten to bring any money with her. She could not buy
Tupperware without money. Janie had offered to lend her some, but Lacey had insisted
on driving the few blocks back home. It would be fun to surprise her new husband and
sneak a few more kisses before coming back to the women's group.
There had been no more kisses for Lacey that night, not then or any time since. She
had felt the first niggles of suspicion when she had discovered the lights were out
downstairs, all except for the candles that she kept in the dining room window. Dave's
car was still in the drive, so Lacey could be reasonably sure he was home.
Acting on animal instinct, Lacey let herself in the back door, instead of the more
convenient front door. The moment she was inside the kitchen, her worst fears were
realized. Her blood began to run cold.
"Oh Dave! You have such a beautiful cock!"
There was another woman in her house! A woman who was getting close enough to her
husband to talk about his... cock!
Lacey was horrified. She couldn't believe it was real! It couldn't be real! After all, she
and Dave had only been married four months! They were blissfully happy! Sure, there
were some problems in their sex lives - some things he wanted that she couldn't bring
herself to do - but that would work out. That would all work out! They had time! A
whole lifetime together!
With every fiber of her being, the eighteen-year-old bride wanted to turn tail and run.
But something stopped her. Something made her creep closer to the swinging door that

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led to the living room. While her heart beat like a sledgehammer, she pushed the door
open just wide enough to get a view of the living room couch.
"Oh my God!" She thought she must have screamed out the words, but in fact she
barely managed a whisper. She was stunned by what she saw. It was as if some giant
hand were holding her chest in a vise, squeezing the breath out of her.
A woman with long red hair was kneeling naked on the rug in front of Dave. She had
pulled his cock from his pants and she was sucking it hungrily, her full lips sliding
obscenely up and down his long swollen shaft. "Mmmmmmmm!" Her wanton cries
escaped from around the filling girth of the cock in her mouth.
Once she got past the shock and horror at what the woman was doing something Dave
had never persuaded Lacey to do - the bride concentrated on the abandoned ecstasy
written clearly on Dave's face. He was clearly enjoying himself on a level that was
deeper, more uninhibited than he had ever experienced with her. Lacey had never
before seen such raw lust written on her husband's handsome features.
It was that - the ultimate betrayal on her new husband's face - that disturbed Lacey
most. She hated him for having saved that secret part of himself for somebody else!
Her whole body held rigid with anger and horror, Lacey continued to kneel in her
hiding place, watching the lewd spectacle before her. Once again, she fixed her gaze on
those shameless pink lips that nibbled hungrily up and down her husband's hard cock.
The redhead's mouth left a thick sheen of saliva on his cock-shaft that picked up the
light from the candles, made his cock shine like a pagan love offering.
"Christ, Kath... God, your mouth is like butter, baby! My cock's never felt so good!

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Never!" His words ripped right into the watching wife's heart. Their life together
flashed before her eyes in an instant. She remembered all the smiles and touches and
secrets they had shared. She remembered the special quiet times when he had told her
that no one had ever made him feel the way she did. She knew now he had been
feeding her a pack of lies. He had been telling her things he must tell all the girls. Who
knew if this redhead was the only one! Maybe she was just one of a string of women he
used to get his kicks.
The hurt became so intense, that suddenly it wasn't hurt any more. Lacey felt clear-
headed and analytical as a computer. She had already shut her husband out of her life
and mind. Now she concentrated on learning something about cock-sucking. Dave had
asked her many times to take his cock in her mouth, and she had always shrunk timidly
back from the task. It seemed so... depraved. It wasn't something she could do just like
that. She would have to prepare herself for it. But she knew that one day she would
suck Dave's cock, just because he wanted her to.
Now she knew with an equal certainty that she would never suck Dave's cock. But she
was faced with the awful knowledge that it was something that men had to have. If they
couldn't get it one place, they would get it another. She needed to learn how to do this
thing... for the next man in her life.
Tears sprang to her eyes, but she didn't notice them. She was watching the redhead.
Watching the way her lips puckered around Dave's cock-shaft, the way they fluttered
lightly over the smooth swollen flesh as her head bobbed up and down. She watched
the woman's firm round asscheeks swaying temptingly as she worked. Obviously her
entire body was involved in her obscene task. Her bobbing head had established a
rhythm that included every fiber of her being.

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Lacey found herself pursing her lips, moving her head slightly, trying to imitate the
woman's efforts. Perversely, her cunt throbbed with a strange excitement that was
completely detached from the specifics of the situation. She was no longer responding
to watching her husband get his cock sucked by another woman. She was watching a
woman sucking a man's cock. And, depraved as the act appeared, there was something
definitely exciting about it. She could feel a moistness flowing from her pussy, staining
the crotchband of her panties.
"Shit, Kathy... where did you learn to suck cock like that? Oooohh, baby... you're really
doing it to me! Fuck, I hope you're ready to swallow it all when I'm ready to give it to
you!"
So there was that too! Lacey felt a little lurch in her belly at the thought of swallowing
those long gushing streams of cum. How could a woman do that? To her amazement,
the redhead seemed to welcome the idea. She moaned throatily, her ass working more
feverishly as her mouth nibbled his stiff cock. The harder he jerked his cock up into her
face, the more avidly she sucked and licked.
Then, without warning, the explosion came, and Lacey could see the woman's throat
muscles working as she struggled to devour his hot load. "Aaaaiiieeee! Swallow it, Kath!
Swallow it all, baby!" His face was twisted with abandoned lust. His hands held the
woman's head over his cock-shaft, forcing her to take every last drop.
They were not needed. She was swallowing his jism like it was the best thing since
chocolate shakes. Her tongue swirled round and round his cockhead, licking it clean as
it slowly slimnk to sated contentment.
Lacey was as startled as the two orgiasts by the shrill ring of the telephone that

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suddenly disturbed the concentration of both lovers and voyeur. She saw Dave try to
struggle to his feet. The woman called Kathy tried to grab his hand, to pull him back.
"Why answer it?" she asked in a vexed voice.
"Because it might be Lacey, and I'm supposed to be home."
"So? You're home, aren't you?" The redhead giggled and staggered to her feet. Lacey
realized she must have been drinking.
She also realized her own position was getting dangerous. The call was probably from
Janie, telling her she was missing the party. She couldn't let Dave catch her. She wanted
to be far, far away by the time he started to look for her.
The distraught blonde drove herself to the bus station and used a credit card to buy
herself a ticket west. Her husband had bought her her car, and she was determined not
to take anything of his. She would have left her clothes at the bus depot too, if she had
had something else to put on. She found a job in Nevada and worked there for a
month, getting enough money together to move on to California, to search for a new
place, a starting-over place.
Lying on her bed in her new home, she was tempted to cry herself to sleep as she had
done every night for the past month. But, slowly, she began to realize that today she
was feeling different. Now that she had found herself a secure home with a kind person,
Lacey was letting go for the first time since her flight from her husband's betrayal.
The most noteworthy sign of her new ease was the insistent throbbing up between her
thighs. As much as it hurt her every time she thought about Dave and that hussy of a
redhead, today the memory was bringing her another sensation. She was recalling those

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pangs of arousal she had experienced even as she watched the woman suck her man's
cock. She was remembering all the pleasure she had discovered since surrendering her
virginity to her young husband... She was remembering how much she had missed that
pleasure during the long weeks of her lonely isolation.
For the first time since her marriage, she let her fingers slide down over her belly, pull
up her skirt, expose the panty-covered mound of her young snatch. She rubbed her
fingers back and forth over the silky crotch of her white panties. Her clitoris began to
spring to life under the steady attention. Moisture began to seep from her long-dormant
cunt-hole.
"Mmmmmmm..." The lovely teenaged blonde closed her eyes and let her head rock
gently from side to side. She knew she was too old for this kind of perverted play, but it
felt so nice... sooooo nice... She needed it so bad.
As her fingers worked deeper down between her thighs, she could feel the wetness
soaking through her crotch band. The thought of her juices flowing from her pussy
made her breathe heavier. Her brain began to race with lurid thoughts of how good it
would feel to let herself explode into sweet forgetfulness... just once...
Rocking her hips gently down against the mattress, she slipped a finger inside her panty
crotchband. With sure instinct, she found the wet hole that was the Source of her free-
flowing juices. She ran her fingertip round and round the opening, teasing herself,
fighting the overwhelming urge to impale herself deep on her own finger. uuuuuuhhh...
oooooohhh myy-y! It's good!" Her words escaped from between her parted lips in low
surprised moans. It was as if she had forgotten such pleasure could exist. In fact, she
had forgotten the feel of raw pleasure in her unhappy month's abstinence. "Mmmmmm
yessss... I like it!"

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For only an instant, she remembered lovemaking sessions with her husband. She
remembered how much he had enjoyed it when she told him about how good she felt.
The temptation to yield once again to sadness was strong, but not as strong as the
multiplying darts of pleasure soaring unchecked through her trembling young body.
At last she was no longer able to resist the urge to sink her finger up into her pussy.
She drove her slender finger deep up inside her clinging wet passage. At once, she
discovered that the intrusion was not enough. She wanted more. She wanted to feel
stretched. Gritting her teeth and throwing caution to the winds, she sent another finger
up to join the first. "Ooooohhh... that's better!" She uttered a long sigh of relief.
The relief was followed almost at once by a racing pang of desire. The blonde pulled
her heels up to her asscheeks, splaying her pussy wide, giving herself a wide-open
invitation to plunder her hungry twat.
While one hand held her panties out of the way, the other drove the fingers in and out
of her clasping wetness. The shock of each abrupt entry jarred her clitoris, sending
passion waves from her belly through every limb and organ of her body.
She made a sexy sight, lying on the bed, dressed respectably from the hips up in her
gray suit and white blouse. She held her panties back to reveal the blond fringed slit of
her pussy. Her greedy opening thrust up to meet her fingers, rode her meager mock-
phallus with the desperate energy of a cowboy chased by the devil. "Oooohh, it feels so
good... soooo good!"
Reassured by the knowledge that she was alone in the house, by the sense of being safe
at last, Lacey threw all caution to the winds. Her knees fell open, her fingers clutched
feverishly at her panties to keep them well clear of her rutting self-impalement. She was

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panting like a crazed beast, striving for the unknown heights, directing body and soul
toward the promised pleasure lurking only a finger-stroke away.
When it came, her orgasm swept over her like an avalanche. She was suddenly one
quivering, exploding mass of sheer sexual energy. "Ooooooohhh... it's sooooo nice to
cummmmmm!"
Her fingers remained snuggled up inside her snatch as she drifted off to sleep. Wrong
or not, her crude manipulations had brought her the first real satisfaction she had
known since she left home. Sleep had never come more easily.

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Chapter

For the next several days, May waited on her beautiful new boarder hand and foot. She
made special dishes to tempt the blonde's appetite. She read to her. She even helped
Lacey take her baths, which made May more devoted than ever to the well endowed
beauty. The brunette had taught herself to be as responsive to women as lovers as she
was to men and dogs. Still, she had never met a woman who excited her the way the
innocent Lacey did. She realized it might take time to seduce the girl, but May was
willing to wait.
In the long hours she spent alone in bed, Lacey taught herself to masturbate more often
and with greater abandon. The feelings were so good, they made her feel so much
better, that she managed to convince herself that her attentions were as essential to her
happiness as a good tonic. If this was what she needed to drive Dave from her mind,
then so be it.
The blonde knew it was largely the calm self-confidence of her beautiful friend that
gave her the courage to take positive steps to stop thinking about Dave. As May slowly
won her confidence, Lacey told her more and more about her husband. May said little
directly against him, but Lacey knew that the brunette's support was all on her side.
The younger woman adopted a goal for her immediate future: to learn to respond to
men with the same cool detachment that May displayed. Lacey was sure May would
never let a man do to her what Dave had done to Lacey. Lacey wanted to be like May.
One afternoon, May went up to Lacey's bedroom with a fresh batch of homemade
cookies. The bedroom door was slightly ajar and May did not think to knock. Her first
step inside told her she had interrupted something very private.
Lacey was kneeling naked on hands and knees, facing away from the door. Her ass was

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shoved high in the air. She was working two fingers lustily in and out of her glistening
pink twat.
The girl had not spied May yet, and the older woman knew she should make a quick
exit. But the sight of that gaping wet slit rooted her to the spot. She had to watch, for
just a moment. She wanted to see more of how beautiful Lacey was when she was
making love to herself.
"Mmmmmmmm... ooooohhh!"
The sound of the young blonde's moans made May's pussy throb wetly inside her jeans.
She could imagine how delicious those rampaging fingers must feel inside Lacey's cunt.
She could imagine how wet and soft and inviting those moist cunt-walls would feel
wrapped around her own eager fingers.
The sight of that hungry open twat made May long to dive right onto the bed and start
to lick up and down Lacey's fluted pussylips. But she didn't dare. Lacey had told her
enough about herself to tell May that the younger woman was still a sexual babe-in-the-
woods. May was not about to lose her by blundering in too soon where Lacey would
not be able to handle having her. She had already put a lot of energy into winning the
trust of the desirable blonde. With a little more self-control, she was sure she would be
able to have everything she wanted of Lacey, and maybe more.
For a couple of moments longer she watched the fingers work in and out of the
blonde's tender exposed snatch. Then, as Lacey was beginning to wriggle more
anxiously, as her lush tits bobbled up and down over the mattress, May made her
reluctant exit.
The memory of what she had seen stayed with her. She was still thinking about Lacey