MRWADE58.STY 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.