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                              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.