April. Chapter two. Sunday morning found April back in her Chelsea flat having had a good night sleeping dreamlessly. Her body felt sore from the events of the previous night with Max. Dave had taken her home and respectfully retreated, leaving her to herself. He had left a phone number and asked her to call him when she wanted or needed anything. The time alone had allowed April to think things through. Her life in many ways, was very successful. She earned more than enough for her needs. Enough to allow her the buying power to afford almost anything she needed. It had taken a long time to build up the business and Daddy had helped in the beginning with money. Now though, she had paid him back and had a nest egg in the bank. It was her other life that she had to think about. There was a self-destruct mechanism at work, one that she couldn’t understand. Her weekend nightlife had brought her to some situations among sex-crazed men in groups, singular or with women. It had also given her some very satisfying encounters, but she had never returned to any of these even though the offer had been made on many occasions. Once she good stoked up on drink and perhaps drugs, she was into anything as long as it was sex. Raw, tender or wild sex, she didn’t care, just so long as she got royally fucked all over the weekend. She recalled being raped at knife point. That had been one of the worst experiences, but when she eventually got away from the three guys, it was as if it had not happened and she was back at the same club the very next weekend and getting picked up by some new stranger. Perhaps it was the element of danger she craved. Perhaps it was the abuse she wanted, or perhaps, she was looking for love, but in the classic way, went about it the wrong way having nothing to base her search on. To a point, she blamed the Army life of her father for this. She had never been anywhere long enough to form attractions or relationships with boys. April visited an often-recalled memory. Her first time; It had been with a couple of squaddies in Iraq, while civilians were still allowed. The two guys were scared shitless, knowing they were to go into battle for the first time and not knowing quite what to expect or if they would survive. April had just turned twenty then and had only gone to see her father and let him know that she had passed her exams with honours. He seemed indifferent. April got wasted for the first time in her life in the NAAFI out of spite; two young soldiers took advantage of her condition. Her two soldier lovers were not too gentle about springing her cherry as they called it. A couple of hours later she found her quarters and tried to tell he dad what had happened. He said it was all the fault of her own; he refused to take it further. She ran a hot bath and dropped an aromatic bath bomb in. Petals and leaves floated away from the effervescent maelstrom the ball of purple made. April turned on her CD and put an album in the changer, something a colleague had bought for Christmas. She relaxed into the steaming water and drifted on strains of Barbers ‘Adagio’ followed by ‘Moonlight Sonata’ and ‘Toccata without the fugue by Bach. Music had always been her salvation in troubled times. Later, she called Dave to invite him over for Lunch, but it was his answer phone that picked up the call. April went out and ate in a local restaurant and watched the people living their lives. She walked in the park and observed weekend dads with their kids. April had no maternal instincts, but the children looked happy and the dads all had a universal lost appearance about them. She found herself studying the various breeds of dog. It is something of a fashion in West London to have designer dogs to go with the four by four vehicles that were totally inept in the busy town. The spoilt dogs all had one thing in common; they had all been neutered and seemed too well fed. She called Dave again when she got home. This time he answered on the third ring and suddenly, she didn’t know what to say. She clammed up, just holding the earpiece to her head. “Hello……..hello…….is that you April?……..is everything alright?” S.sorry Dave, I just wanted to um…I don’t know. Can I come over?” Twenty minutes later, she fell into Dave’s arms as he opened his front door. She kissed him as if she would devour him from the head down. Her arms enveloped him and they ended up flat on the floor. “Whoa April; I need to breath.” He laughed and squeezed her back and laughed. “What brought this on?” April suddenly became serious “I have been doing some thinking. You and Max have made me realise that I have to change. I don’t know if I can settle down with anyone, but thank you, I will never forget what you have done.” She pecked his cheek and rose from the floor, her blouse had come undone, a breast peeked out, but it seemed not to matter. “I would like to fulfil my promise to you, if that’s alright. I got some wine and took the liberty in ordering a pizza. Hope you like chicken.” She buttoned up her blouse and walked through to the kitchen, not waiting for his answer. Max got a pat on the head as she passed him. Later, when they had eaten the pizza and finished the wine, April and Dave settled on a sofa to continue talking following the conversation over the food. They chatted and just like the movies, gradually moved closer as their body language called to each other. Dave’s arm circled April’s shoulder and then travelled between her shoulder blades. He gently stroked the soft downy skin in the middle of her back. His touch was electric and her breathing very quickly told him he was doing the right thing. She lent back, trapping his hand and slowly undid the buttons of her blouse. She wore no bra, her breasts didn’t need supporting, having tits that had an upturned shape. April wriggled out of her jeans and twisted to kiss Dave, her arms encircling his neck and drawing him forward. His free hand cupped her left breast and his thumb rubbed her hardening nipple. April gasped, his touch evoked tingles in her skin that transmitted to her sexual receptors. April became hotter as he pinched and teased her darkened and, by now, achingly hard nipple. “Oh god!” She whispered in his ear, “Take me to bed please?” He picked her up as if she weighed nothing and carried her into another bedroom from the one she had woken up in. His double bed had a soft duvet thrown over. She sunk into the mattress and relaxed. Dave’s tongue flicked her lips. He traced her chin and throat with the moist tip then continued between her breasts and down to her navel. The sensation produced a shiver of pure delight and anticipation. He pushed her knees apart and ran his tongue over her inner thigh. The wait for what was inevitable was becoming unbearable while being delicious at the same time. She was so wet and her internal heat was running at boiling point. Then he traced her cunt lips and flicked her clit. April screamed in surprise, shock and delight. Dave sucked her lips into his mouth and savoured her taste. She knew she had never been quite so excited before or treated to such exquisite pain and longing. She came hard and gushed over his tongue. Dave didn’t seem to mind at all. He drank her in and lapped at her box with renewed fervour. April began to climb again, her nerves building into a crescendo of lust and desire. She came again, but the sensation was starting to become unbearable. It was Dave’s turn to get naked and for her to return the favour. She undressed him, kissing flesh as it appeared. Soon she had the tip of his cock between her lips, teasing him and relishing the prospect of sinking his shaft down her throat. April couldn’t remember making love sober. In fact she couldn’t remember making love, fucking, yes, but not actually making love. She loved it. Slowly, she slipped him into her mouth and inched him into her throat before expelling him only to swallow him again. She could feel the throb of his pulse on her tongue and taste his natural lubrication. So intent on what she was doing, April didn’t hear Max silently slip into the room or feel him climb onto the bed. She was blissfully unaware of the dog until his cold wet nose planted it’s self on her exposed pussy. She yelped and shot forward, getting more of Dave’s cock in her mouth than she bargained for. She gagged and jumped up. “Sorry about that, I’ll get rid of him shall I?” April was about to say yes when she had one of those rare moments when a picture, so evocative passes across the minds eye. Her answer, when it came was to be a negative. The dog should stay. April got straight back into slurping on Dave’s saliva slicked cock, but making sure that Max had full access to her sex. Dave shifted his position a little so he could get a better view of what Max was doing. It gave April an uninterrupted view via a mirror. She had never seen herself in action before, had done most things, but not that. The scene she was looking and feeling drove her to new heights. Dave’s dick disappeared down her throat and she sucked with all of her being until, Max’s rasping tongue slid over her clit and searched her opening. The double pleasure took April over the limit; she climaxed noisily and then soaked the dog’s muzzle. He licked all the more and drove her to another climax that shattered the last. In her excitement, she took all of Dave’s cock into her throat and felt him begin to twitch. Although April had no problems with the taste of come, she didn’t want this to stop just yet. She pushed Max away with her foot and lifted her face off Dave. “Oh God! That was fucking wonderful.” She gushed. “Why don’t you finger fuck me while Max performs the wonders he does with his tongue?” Dave wriggled down until he was parallel with her. His leg crossed over her and pulled her legs apart while she lay on her back. His fingers quested for her sex, rubbing lightly over her swollen clit and sinking into her body. Max was now an integral part of the trio and played his part to the utmost. His tongue lubricated Dave’s fingers as they frigged April then slipped between her lips and deep into her vagina while Dave teased her clit. April felt the delicious heat mounting in her guts until it boiled over in a gush of come and a massive climax. She relaxed as did both Max and Dave. The smell of her emissions became wafted up to her. April had never felt so screwed and secure. “I could do with a break.” She needed the toilet. “Tea?” “Great.” Over the tea April Said, “Dave, I just realised that it’s me that’s having all the fun here, when we’ve had the tea, it’s yours and Max’s turn. I would love to suck him off while you screw me from behind, what do ya say?” Later, after stripping the bed of the soaked sheets, they coaxed Max up onto the bed and got him to lie on his side. April wanted to be able to see in the mirror, she had discovered that this gave her such a buzz, not that she needed any more stimulation. She teased Max’s cock from his sheath and took the tip into her mouth. She was rewarded when it began to fill with blood and swell. Pretty soon, his knot and the whole of his dick were now fully out in the open. Purple veins stood out along its length. He tasted sweeter than she remembered. Dave watched for a little while, just fingering her hole and rubbing her clit with his thumb. The sensations it realised were pleasant, but not too much that it made her lose her control of the situation. Dave eased his cock into April, sinking himself into her depths then slowly, he fucked her while her watched April suck the dog. Max was humping her face now; spasms rocked his haunches as he drove his cock into her mouth. His rhythm increased as he neared his climax. Dave tried to keep pace with the dog, but it wasn’t possible, instead, he timed himself to every other thrust of the dog. April’s cunt gushed as a climaxed ripped through her, but she was not going to give in to the overwhelming sensation until Max and Dave had got what they deserved. She almost lost it when Dave decided that he should fuck her in her anus. His already slick, throbbing cock slipped past her sphincter and plunged into the depths of her arse. He reached around with one hand finding her clit and the other tweaking a swinging nipple. It was too much, April jabbed Max’s cock into her throat and was gratified to feel a long hot stream of dog cum flood her guts. He streamed spurt after spurt, coming so much more than a guy, the temperature of his semen was a lot hotter and it burned slightly as it went past her tonsils. She didn’t get to taste him, being past her taste buds, but wasn’t too disappointed. April lifted her face from the dog and wiped cum from her lips. Suddenly, the taste of the dog filled her mouth. She liked it, but wanted more. “Dave, I want to swallow your cum, fill my mouth with your love juice…do it now please…please do it now.” Dave pulled out of her dirt box, her secretions stuck to his helmet in a light brown corona. She flipped over and lay on her back. Dave knelt over her and slowly rubbed himself, increasing the pace until he gasped and directed his steamy hot cream into her open mouth. April wanted a little more and grabbed his balls, pulling him down until she had both his cock and cum in her mouth. It washed the brown slim off of him and mixed together in a pungent mass. April swallowed it, showing him her clean mouth, before taking him into her throat again and proceeded to give Dave, the blow job of his life. To both of their surprise, he quickly shot a second load that nearly took out the back of her head and blew off his helmet. The feeling of his balls emptying took her over the edge, April gushed a climax had had nothing to do with her clit or being fucked. She had never had an orgasm without her cunt being abused before. It blew her mind. Exhausted, April knelt and began to get up, but Max had other ideas. He had watched the human bitch and his master, it had affected him and he was primed, ready to fuck the slut. His front legs wrapped around her waist, scratching and gouging skin from her, but neither of them noticed. He pulled her to him and quested to find her opening. He missed and sank into her shit hole, but April was too sore for that, so she reached around and re-directed the dog’s love truncheon. When his tip found her opening, he gave an almighty thrust forward, while pulling her into his stomach. It drove every inch of his cock and knot straight into her. The knot forced its way past her taut muscles and lodged in her body. Max humped her, his hips thrusting and fore legs, pulling. April humped him back until she screamed and screamed. She was past any climax, orgasm or any other feeling of sexual peek she had ever experienced before in her career of depraved liaisons. Suddenly, Max stiffened and drove his cock further into her than it had been before. Her cervix opened to accept the sharp, wedge shaped tip and they locked. Long streams of red hot spunk flooded into her. Max howled his climax. “Dave…Dave…quick! I want your cock now…quickly, get over here.” He couldn’t wait. The sight of her and Max locked had rekindled his ardour. It took no time for him to be flooding her mouth with red-hot jism. At last, Max’s erection softened and he pulled out of her. Dog sperm shot from her cunt, soaking the bed yet again. Max had the grace to clean her before he retired to a corner to clean himself. “I’m afraid the mattress is fucked.” April looked at the pool of hers and Max’s cum. Her comment seemed completely inane and it appealed to her sense of silly. She laughed and descended into gut wrenching guffaws. There seemed a sense of the ridiculous or farce. Dave held her head and shoulders while she laughed uncontrollably. Eventually, she calmed down from what had been hysteria. “Dave…” She managed at last, “That is the best sex I have ever had and no drugs! I’m totally fucked.” They slept in exhausted and satiated mutual trust. Dave held her throughout until they woke. Pressure on her bladder pulled her from the deep sleep she had been enjoying. Dave watched as she peed. He found it strangely erotic, but hadn’t the energy to do anything about it. They dressed and went out to eat after taking Max to the local park for a run. “Can we do this again?” She asked, hoping he would say yes. “Anytime you like.” He kissed her mouth and slipped an arm around her waist as they watched the boundless energy of Max as he raced across the clipped grass. It was to be the start of a permanent affair. April’s business went from strength to strength. She opened up a franchise of her own and eventually, had a chain of shops that are very well known in London, Paris and New York. Dave became an established writer. He sold a couple of film scores that starred Hugh Grant in. Max was their lover, fucking both of them at times. He was in Dog heaven. .