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                              Fax About Max

   

                             By Master Wade

   

        It was about two months ago when the document came.  We 

   hadn't had the fax machine very long and not many people knew the 

   number, so I expected before I even read it that it was from Jim.

   

        It was a copy of a photograph of a very attractive blonde 

   and a note from my friend.  The note read as follows:

   

        "Hey there, ole buddy....shakes to you.  Thought you might 

   like this picture of a girl I met recently.  She's the one you've 

   been looking for, I promise.  Marge says so too, and believe me, 

   Marge knows much more about it at this point than I do (smile), 

   although if you express no interest in her I certainly plan on 

   finding out for myself.  Better let me know soon, because we are 

   to have her over for dinner one night next week.  I won't go into 

   details now, but believe me, she's just what you want.   Jim"

   

        I usually don't trust other peoples opinions about what I 

   want in a woman, but when it came to Jim and Marge it was 

   different.  I've known Marge now for nearly six years, and have 

   been personally responsible for her taking more cock than lots of 

   women will take in their entire lifetimes.  In fact, Jim was one 

   of the cocks I brought to her, and one she found impossible to do 

   without.

   

        Marge is herself a real honey, and if it hadn't been for my 

   undeniable preference for blondes (Marge is an adorable brunette) 

   and the fact that I'm more fond of great legs than I am great 

   boobs...I probably would have married her myself.  She has an 

   almost unquenchable thirst for sexual fluids, of all kinds, and 

   when Jim said she knew about this blonde, I knew exactly what he 

   meant.  I took them both seriously.

   

        I called them before the day was out, and found out more 

   about the delightful blonde they were so anxious for me to meet.  

   Her name was Maxine, a twenty-three year old bisexual slut with a 

   wonderful body and even more wonderful tastes and hungers.  It 

   seems that Maxine had met her at a health club and that they had 

   spent some very exciting hours together later on sharing each 

   others sexual interests.  Marge could never go a day without a 

   fuck, so there was never any danger of her becoming a lesbian, 

   but she also had a powerful attraction both to and for other 

   women, and it didn't surprise me that she had put the move on 

   Maxine.

   

        What Jim and Marge told me about Maxine on the phone made me 

   quite excited about meeting her, and I arranged to fly out to 

   California to join them for dinner on the night that she was to 

   be there.

   

        In person, I found Maxine to be much more beautiful than her 

   picture had led me to believe.  There was an inner beauty which 

   was only revealed in observing her in person and which 

   highlighted her other remarkable features in a most pleasing way. 

   She was 5'4", 110 pounds, and as lovely as any model you ever 

   saw.  Even in the relaxed atmosphere of Jim and Marge's dining 

   room she seem a bit reserved at first.  Not unfriendly, nor cold, 

   but not quite the type who could do all the things Marge had said 

   she loved to do.  I was dying to find out just how much of that 

   was really true.

   

        Dinner went nicely, and after we had eaten we all went out 

   for drinks and some dancing.  Maxine was a delight to hold and a 

   great dancer, and we all had a wonderful time.  That crazy Marge 

   kept breaking in whenever Jim and I would dance with Maxine.  We 

   all knew why and enjoyed her antics, but I must admit I was very 

   anxious to have some time alone with Maxine and was glad when the 

   evening wound to a close.

   

        Maxine responded warmly to my caresses during the evening, 

   and I took advantage of our relative solitude in the back seat on 

   the drive home to test her interest in me.  Marge chuckled at our 

   obvious desire for each other and mercifully snuggled up to Jim 

   and left us alone during the drive, although I did notice her re-

   adjusting the rear-view mirror so that she could watch what was 

   happening behind her.

   

        Maxine was dressed beautifully, and as I had fantasized of 

   her doing, was wearing a lovely black lace garter belt under her 

   short dress.  Her panties were soaking wet by the time my fingers 

   reached her crotch, confirming the passion that was quite evident 

   in her kisses, and in moments she was hunching her hips upward 

   lewdly at the invading fingers I had thrust into her.  She came 

   quickly and strongly, making little effort to hide her 

   enthusiasm, and appearing to be almost unaware of the presence of 

   our friends in the front seat.

   

        "Please let me suck you", she pleaded softly into my ear as 

   the waves of her first orgasm began to subside.  "I really want 

   to taste your cum...so much!"  She began reaching for my zipper.

   

        Smiling, I continued working my fingers in and out of her 

   drenched young  cunt and took her arm by the wrist, restraining 

   her from taking out the cock she seemed to be so hungry for.

   

        "You want my cum, do you, Max?", I asked, teasingly.  "Maybe 

   I'm not through with your juicy little cunt yet."

   

        "I love what you're doing to my cunt, I love 

   it...really...but please, just let me suck you.  I'm good, really 

   I am...I'll make you come real good.  Please?"

   

        "But maybe I'd rather fuck you, Max.  Maybe I'd rather fuck 

   you right here behind Jim and Marge and let them hear you groan 

   and grunt with each thrust of my cock inside you."

   

        "You can fuck me anywhere you want to, I don't care...but 

   please, let me suck your sweet cum into my mouth first!  God...I 

   promise I'll make it hard again and you can fuck 

   me..please..please feed me now?"  She was panting hard, and it 

   was obvious another orgasm was very near.  Her hand struggled to 

   reach my zipper, in spite of the firmness of my grip on her 

   wrist.

   

        "You'd make a great whore, Max, you know that?  But you make 

   an even better slut...begging to drink my cum, to taste my hot 

   white fuck.  You really do want it bad, don't you, sweet little 

   piece?"

   

        Her second orgasm interrupted her answer to me, and I kissed 

   her hard, knowing that it would be more difficult for her to 

   control her responses this time.  Out of the corner of my eye I 

   saw Marge smiling in the mirror before her head disappeared into 

   Jim's lap.

   

        "Well, where do you suppose that Marge went, Max?", I asked 

   teasingly.  "You don't think she's got Jim's cock in her mouth, 

   do you?  Lucky Marge...here you are all hot to taste some cum and 

   Marge is about to get some.  Life just isn't fair, is it Max?"

   

        Still panting from her orgasm and burning with heated 

   passion, Maxine began struggling in earnest now with both hands, 

   trying to get my pants open and my cock out.  It was obvious that 

   she was very serious about wanting to suck cock.  I took my 

   fingers out of her slurpy fuck hole and wiped them across her 

   lips, letting her taste her delightful juices.

   

        "Okay, okay, calm down, sweet thing...here...take what you 

   need so badly."  I relaxed my hold on her wrist and let her unzip 

   me.  She was trembling with need and immediately leaned over me, 

   one knee resting on the floorboard as she freed my rock hard cock 

   and opened her mouth in anticipation.

   

        I've been sucked lots of times, and by some real experts at 

   it, whom I'm sure have more experience than Max could have had in 

   her 23 years.  But I've never felt anything more wonderful than 

   the feel of her mouth on my dick.  I don't to this day know what 

   it is that she does, and I'm not sure she does either.  Since 

   that first time we were together I've seen her suck other dicks 

   on numerous occasions, and the guys all love it, but there seems 

   to be something about her mouth and my cock that makes them 

   remarkably suited for each other in a way I probably will never 

   understand.  She claims that she knows what I mean and feels the 

   same way.  I don't know if she really does or not, I just know 

   that I've never had orgasms that equal the ones I have when Max 

   takes me with her mouth.

   

        It was impossible for me to contain my pleasure in order to 

   hide it from Jim and Marge, and they laughed softly at my quite 

   vocal response to her loving oral administrations to my super-

   excited cock.  When it was over, and she had drained me of what 

   seemed to be more cum than I ever imagined it possible for me to 

   shoot into anything or anyone, I pulled her face to mine and 

   kissed her with a mixture of gratitude and amazement.  I was no 

   longer the teasing dominant man, but was almost a little boy 

   again, feeling as if I had just experienced my first real 

   orgasm.  If it sounds as if I'm trying too hard to make it sound 

   fantastic, it is only because I know no way to adequately 

   describe what it was like for me then, or what it continues to be 

   like for me to this very day.

   

        Luckily, the dinner party to which Max and I had been 

   invited was on a Friday night, and I was able to spend the rest 

   of the weekend with her.  I suppose I should have felt badly 

   about not spending more time with Jim and Marge, but I didn't.  

   They were pleased that Max and I had hit it off so nicely and 

   understood completely why we wanted to be alone so much the 

   remainder of the weekend.

   

        I learned a great deal more about my delightful new friend 

   as the weekend progressed, and everything I learned substantiated 

   Marge's opinion that Max was indeed exactly what I was looking 

   for.

   

        We spent the first night talking and making love, sharing 

   with complete honesty everything that we found exciting to do and 

   even to fantasize about.  Conversation came easy, and no subject 

   seemed taboo.  It was obvious that neither of us felt threatened 

   or afraid to divulge the most intimate details of our past, or 

   our most private fantasies, and the more we shared the more 

   comfortable we became in digging deeply into our deepest desires 

   and needs.  Sometime during the night; in the middle of a 

   sentence, I think, I fell asleep.

   

        I awoke the next morning to the indescribable wonder of 

   Maxine's mouth on my cock yet another time.  She was not aware 

   that I had awakened, and I watched through half-closed eyes at 

   the almost magical way she adored my member with her mouth.  She 

   licked it slowly and sensuously, kissing it tenderly, exploring 

   it with her tongue.  The expression on her face was one of total 

   contentment and delight, not a look manufactured for the purpose 

   of making me believe she enjoyed what she was doing, but a 

   sincere expression of pleasure.  As I hardened to her touch I 

   could see her grow more excited and more eager in her kisses.  

   She repositioned herself, still unaware that I was awake, 

   obviously excited by the growing organ in front of her and 

   obviously very eager to take its explosive charge into her mouth. 

   Feeling it jerk in her tiny hand, she moaned softly and covered 

   the head with her mouth, slowing sliding it deeply into her warm 

   soft upper fuck hole.

   

        As she began bobbing her head up and down over me, I could 

   feel her begin to rub herself against my leg under the covers.  

   She ground her crotch against the firmness of my calf, rubbing 

   her wet and excited slit up and down against me.  There was a 

   trembling in her arm as it rested against my stomach and she  

   began moaning softly and continuously in an almost trance-like 

   fashion as she fucked my stiff dick with her blonde head.

   

        I wanted to see just how long she would lick at me and suck 

   on me;  I wanted to get a true picture of just how sincere her 

   enjoyment of cock-sucking really was, completely un-influenced by 

   any desire to please me, but I couldn't hold back in the face of 

   the extreme pleasure she was causing to course through my body. I 

   felt the explosion begin within me so deeply that it seemed to be 

   imbedded in my spine, and my arms flew forward as if they had a 

   mind of their own, my hands grabbing the blonde head before me 

   and holding it firmly downward as I shoved my hips hard toward 

   it.

   

        Startled at first by my sudden awakening, Max jumped 

   slightly at my forceful taking of her mouth and throat, but then 

   just as quickly relaxed once more, encouraging me through her 

   submission and her continuous hunching of my leg to fuck her face 

   with the full extent of the passion I felt so deeply.  Each 

   contraction seemed to lift me from the bed, shoving my hips hard 

   at her beautiful face and tangling my fingers in her wonderful 

   blonde tresses.  My ejaculations were like explosive charges 

   going off within my balls, and I could feel her gulping and 

   swallowing hard to keep up with the outpouring of hot fuck that 

   shot over and over again into her warm and insatiable body.

   

        When it was finally over, I fell back limply, my hands 

   leaving her head and falling to my side.  Panting, I watched as 

   she wrapped her small hand around my softening cock and milked 

   it, her head laying softly on my thigh, her mouth still close to 

   my sex, her tongue reaching out patiently for the small clear 

   streams of semen than she continued to coax from me.  When she 

   had gotten it all, she licked my now soft shaft gently and 

   lovingly before leaving it and crawling up over me, laying her 

   naked and so beautiful body over mine and kissing me softly on 

   the cheek before resting her head on my shoulder.

   

        Maxine and I both drifted off to sleep again after the 

   delicious oral awakening she had so beautifully given me.  I slid 

   from bed an hour or so later and drew her bath, scenting the 

   water with some bath oil I found in the cabinet next to the tub, 

   and fixed a small breakfast for the two of us, which I served her 

   in bed.

   

        "Mmmmmm, do you treat all women like this?", she cooed upon 

   awakening to the breakfast I had prepared for her.

   

        "Only women with bodies like yours, Max...which means, not 

   very often, for sure", I replied, smiling warmly at her.

   

        Maxine slid the covers down, exposing the entire length of 

   her ripe young body, and then crossing her legs and sitting 

   Indian fashion in the bed facing me, set the tray across her 

   knees and began eating.  My view of her precious young crotch was 

   totally unobstructed, and my gaze roamed back and forth from her 

   proud, firm tits to  her still-moist cunt as I ate.

   

        "Is there anything I can't say to you, Max?", I asked, 

   between bites of toast.

   

        "What do you mean, exactly, by anything?", she asked.

   

        "You know what I mean, you little tease.  I mean are there 

   any words that are two dirty for me to say to you, any 

   descriptive terms that it would offend you for me to use in 

   describing your body, or who you are?"

   

        "You already know the answer to that, don't you?", she 

   asked, smiling sweetly.  "I'm not sure how you know, but I think 

   you do."

   

        I smiled back at her, and then with clear intent shifted my 

   gaze immediately to her naked cunt, and held it there.  "Oh, yes, 

   I know.  I knew as soon as Marge said I should meet you...but if 

   she hadn't told me I would have still known after looking into 

   your eyes when we first met."

   

        "So, what is it you want to say to me then?", she asked, a 

   hopeful ring to her voice and a teasing smile playing at her 

   lips.

   

        "Oh, just the normal things one says to a pretty woman like 

   you on their first date.  Things like, 'You'd look great with 

   your hair full of cum', or 'I don't know how often you're fucked, 

   you pretty little slut, but it isn't nearly often enough'."

   

        Maxine laughed softly and took a sip of coffee, looking at 

   me over the cup, her eyes dancing with delight.

   

        "Set the cup down and pinch your right nipple for me, Max", 

   I said, evenly and quietly.

   

        She stared at me for just a moment, and then setting the cup 

   down reached for her breast, lovingly caressing it with her hand 

   before cupping it as if she were offering it to me.  With her 

   other hand she took the nipple between her thumb and forefinger 

   and began pinching gently.  She rolled the hardening nipple 

   around between her fingers, and I watched with enjoyment as it 

   visibly grew longer and firmer.  She watched at first too, and 

   then as the pleasure she was giving herself increased, she rolled 

   her head back and moaned softly.

   

        "You have slut tits, Max", I said.  "Tits that make men's 

   cocks hard and women's pussies wet.  Tits whose major purpose for 

   existence is to make men want to fuck you and women want to eat 

   you and suck on those stiff little nubs."

   

        Maxine groaned and pinched harder, her eyes closed, all her 

   concentration on my words and the nipple between her fingers.

   

        "I know women like you, Max.  Women who are so beautiful 

   that they could easily be high-dollar call-girls, but who are so 

   hot sexually that they don't want to have to charge for it.  I 

   know how much you need cocks and how much you love cum...I knew 

   even before you proved it this morning."

   

        "Can I touch my clit?", she whispered hotly, her eyes still 

   closed.

   

        "Not yet, Max.  You don't need it enough yet."

   

        "You're wrong, I need it alot...I need it really bad", she 

   sighed, as she moved the hand which had cupped her breast to the 

   other nipple and began pinching it as well.

   

        Gently I removed the tray from Maxine's lap and uncrossed 

   her legs, sliding her forward slightly so that they could dangle 

   over the edge.  I positioned them apart so that her pussy was 

   both visible and accessible.

   

        "I'd like it if you'd touch my clit", she said, pleadingly.

   

        "Oh, I'm sure you would, Max.  But then you'd like it if I 

   brought in the entire Oakland Raiders football team right now 

   too, wouldn't you?"

   

        Maxine laughed gently and then staring into my eyes with 

   dead seriousness said, "I'll fuck every one of them if you'll 

   bring them to me...I will...honest...I'll fuck them all, right 

   now."

   

        "I know Max...I know", I replied softly.  Reaching over to 

   my breakfast plate I took one of the sausage links I had 

   neglected to eat earlier and reached between her beautiful legs 

   with it.  I slid it gently between her cunt lips, careful not to 

   touch her clit, and wiped up as much of her juices as I could 

   with it.  Sliding it back out just as her hips were beginning to 

   move in an effort to fuck the tiny cock-shaped sausage, I put it 

   to my mouth and ate it slowly, savoring the taste of her fluids, 

   staring at her as she grew hotter and hotter.

   

        "Do you have a dog, Max?", I asked.

   

        "Yes....why?", she replied, her eyes opening a bit wider.

   

        "I just wondered if I should save these scraps of food for 

   him...it is a male dog, isn't it Max?"

   

        "Oh", she replied, with what seemed to be a tinge of 

   disappointment in her voice.  "Yes, I have a German Sheppard I 

   keep in the backyard.  He'd like the scraps."

   

        "Do you like to have your juicy little fuck hole licked by a 

   big rough tongue, Max?", I asked.

   

        She swallowed hard before answering.  Her passion was 

   beginning to be almost uncomfortable for her it was so intense.  

   "Yes, I love being licked by anythin..er, anyone!"

   

        "Do you ever let your dog in the house, Max?", I asked, 

   innocently.

   

        "Yes, sometimes.  You can let him in if you like, his name 

   is Baldor.  But can I please touch myself while you do that?  I 

   really need to come bad.  I'll suck you again after I do if you 

   want me to, but please, let me make myself come!"

   

        "You can play with it now, Max, but you can't make yourself 

   come until I tell you too.  I'll be back in just a minute.  

   Surely you can wait that long, can't you?"

   

        "Yesssss, I'll wait...but please hurry...Oh, God, please 

   hurry!", she moaned hotly.  Her right hand moved to her crotch 

   and she began rubbing herself over her clit in small circles, 

   dipping down every now and then into her slit, wetting her 

   fingers, and then spreading the juice over her throbbing 

   clitoris.

   

        Baldor was a big handsome dog, and a rather gentle one for a 

   Sheppard.  He came eagerly when I called him, and holding the 

   plate of breakfast scraps in front of him, I led him back to 

   Maxine's bedroom.

   

        Maxine had now laid back on the bed and was lost in the 

   feelings her fingers were giving her needy slut cunt.  Her legs 

   still dangled over the edge of the bed, and she was unaware of 

   our entrance into the room.

   

        Walking over to the bed, I held one of the leftover sausage 

   links in front of Maxine's drenched cunt, teasing Baldor with it. 

   He reached out for it with his tongue and mouth, trying to take 

   it, and when I pulled it away his big thick tongue grazed the 

   bottom of Max's slit.

   

        Startled by his sudden touch, Maxine sat up slightly and 

   gasped as she saw the dogs head between her legs.  She looked up 

   at me with questioning eyes, and seeing the serious intent in 

   them, fell back limply to the bed and held her lips apart with 

   her fingers, waiting for what was to happen next.  Her legs 

   opened wider, almost uncontrollably so.

   

        Baldor may have found the sausage interesting at first, but 

   the smell and small taste of woman pussy he had just sampled 

   completely erased his interest in anything else.  He pranced 

   nervously in front of the spread opened slut and reached forward 

   again with his tongue, lapping at the pussy that was being held 

   open for him so obediently.  Maxine's body jerked as the big wet 

   tongue slid up her slit, and hunched toward him, trying to make 

   contact with her clit on his tongue.

   

        Watching Maxine so agreeably let the big German Sheppard 

   lick at her twat was giving me a raging hardon.  It was having 

   the same effect on Baldor, and he began hunching at her dangling 

   right leg as he continued dining on her copious juices.

   

        Moving onto the bed, I knelt beside Maxines face and began 

   rubbing my dick all over her face.  Her mouth opened immediately, 

   wanting to take it yet again into her mouth, but I pulled it 

   back, not letting her suck it as she wished, but merely teasing 

   her with it.

   

        "I want a cock", Maxine whispered, nearly beside herself 

   with passion.

   

        "Do you want a man cock or a dog cock, Maxine?", I asked, as 

   if it were the most natural question in the world.

   

        "I don't care....God, I know thats awful...but I really 

   don't care...just please let me have a dick!"

   

        "You mean you want the dog to fuck you, Max?", is that what 

   you're saying?", I teased.

   

        "Yes, I want to fuck the dog...I need to fuck the dog, or 

   suck him, or whatever you want me to do, just 

   please...PLEASE...let me have a cock!!"

   

        Stroking my cock with my right hand, just inches away from 

   Maxine's beautiful, yet passion contorted face, I reached out 

   with my left hand and took Baldor by his collar, pulling him up 

   onto the bed over the trembling naked slut who was begging to be 

   fucked.

   

        He barked, startling Maxine, but almost immediately his cock 

   was plunging at her crotch, trying to find its way into her wet 

   dark woman hole.  Baldor was no stranger to fucking, and a bitch 

   in heat was a bitch in heat as far as he was concerned.  It was 

   easy to tell when the pointed head of his fuck meat hit the 

   target, as Maxine's body stiffened and lifted upward from the 

   bed.

   

        "Oh, God!! Yes!!!", she exclaimed, and began hunching upward 

   at the rapidly plunging hips of the excited dog who was fucking 

   her so excitedly.

   

        My hand was flying on my cock now, as I watched the lewd 

   sight before me.  To see any woman taking dog dick would have 

   been exciting, but to see a woman as beautiful as Maxine so hot 

   and eager to have the entire length of this animal cock imbedded 

   deeply inside her was more than I could stand.  The eruption from 

   my jerking cock sprayed the beautiful dog fucking slut's face 

   with man cum as she grabbed at the dogs hips and held him to her 

   fiercely, fucking with complete abandon.

   

        Before the last splash of my cum had landed on her face she 

   was coming herself, her head swinging from side to side, her body 

   arched upward, her wonderful blonde hair swinging from side to 

   side.  Amazingly, Baldor was able to go the distance with her and 

   she had begun to slide down from the zenith of her tremendous 

   orgasm when his jerking dog dick squirted load after load of 

   canine semen inside her.

   

        When he was done with her, Baldor turned his attention to 

   the plate of food in the floor and ate eagerly.  I wiped my cock 

   in her blonde hair, enjoying the way the strings of the remaining 

   cum caught on the soft fine strands of her hair.

   

        Maxine lay quietly on the bed, her fingers still toying with 

   her dog fucked cunt, playing in the cum that still leaked slowly 

   out of it.  I let her rest for a few moments and then lifting 

   her, carried her to the tub and lowered her softly into the warm, 

   fragrant water.

   

        I knelt beside the tub and washed her gently, cleansing her 

   of all traces of the lewdness of the previous encounter with her 

   pet.  Leaving her to soak and relax in the comfort of the tub, I 

   led Baldor back outside.  When I returned I carried her back to 

   the bed where I dried her damp body with the big soft towel.  

   Finding a bottle of lotion on the table by the bed, I began 

   massaging her now clean body, coating her soft skin with the 

   silky lotion and enjoying the response of her muscles to my 

   strong hands as they caressed her.

   

        "No one has ever seen me do that before, you know", she 

   said, softly.

   

        "Yes, I know, Maxine.  And I'm glad you like it."

   

        "I do like it.  I don't let him do it much...maybe I 

   shouldn't let him do it at all, I don't know.  But I do like 

   it...alot.  How did you know?"

   

        "Lets just say I made a good guess, Max."

   

        "Whatever you do, don't stop guessing", she said, with a 

   small laugh.