My First Time With My Neighbor's Dog
by Gina (grtdanegirl)

After I had been getting regular lickings from my dog, I started to wonder 
if all dogs liked to lick. It wouldn't be long before I found out. I must 
have been about 15.

I was outside playing in my yard with my dog when my neighbor waved at me. 
I waved back. He was relatively new in town and we hadn't spoken before, 
so when he invited me to come over and talk, I didn't think much of it.

"Hi there," he said, "pretty dog you've got."

"Thanks!" I said.

"Would you like to meet my German Shepherd?"

"Would I!" I put my dog in the house and went over to say hi. I didn't 
think anything would become of it, but I do like dogs, and always like to 
meet a new one.

I went into his house and saw the sweetest, biggest Shep I've ever seen. I 
petted him, scratched his ears, and he seemed like a very nice dog. I was 
barefooted and wearing short shorts, and I sort of felt that the guy was 
checking me out, but I was in my young show-off stage, so I didn't mind.

"You know... he likes to lick feet," my neighbor told me.

"What?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I've seen you outside playing with your dog, and I've seen him 
licking your feet," he explained. "Just thought I'd mention that."

"Oh..." I was embarrassed, because I didn't think anyone saw that. "Well, 
I know it's a lil weird, but it feels good, especially after I've been 
running."

"I know," he said. "Lots of people do it. It's not weird."

So, I was barefooted, and he already knew, so I figured, why not? So I got 
up on his couch and wiggled my toes a bit. The dog reacted favorably, and 
got down to lick my toes. I squealed as his tongue tickled them. He had 
licked for a while and I got that familiar tingling down there. I was 
going to have to go home and play with myself, I thought...

"What would you think if he licked up a little bit, Gina?" he asked.

I was a little shocked, but when I get horny, my blush reflex drops. 
"What, you mean my calves?" I asked innocently.

"Yeah."

"Hmm, well, I'd probably let him."

"Would it feel good?" he asked.

"Umm, I don't know."

"Let's find out," he said, as he patted the dog on the rump. He moved his 
head up a little and his owner repositioned his head so he was licking up 
my ankles. It was really surprising me how good it felt, and how easily I 
was letting him know that. His big tongue worked its way up my shaved 
calf, and I giggled a bit.

"What if he licked a little higher?" he asked.

"Huh?" I said. I was totally lost in the licking.

"Like to your thighs," he said, totally naturally. "Would you like that?"

"Inner or outer?" I asked, still trying to maintain my innocence. I didn't 
really want to let a total stranger know that I'd love for his dog to lick 
my thighs.

"Inner," he said, seeing right through my supposed innocence.

"Umm," I started, but too late, as he was guiding the big dog's head up 
more, past my knee. I was getting really wet, and squirmed at the feeling.

"See, don't you like that?" he asked. All I could do was nod my head. It 
felt so good, and his cold nose was brushing against the fine line between 
my shorts and my skin.

I could see that my neighbor was really liking this, and I was in heaven. 
I was really hoping he'd ask the next question. In my mind I was begging 
him to. But he held out for what seemed like forever. Could have been 
about five minutes, but it seemed like a week. He could see how much I was 
enjoying having my thigh licked. Then, finally, he asked.

"What if he licked up a little higher?"

"What if I'm not that kind of a girl?" I half-heartedly asked. He 
chuckled, and I did too. I kicked my shorts off and parted my legs for 
both of them.

"Do you shave, or do you just naturally not have any hair there?" he 
asked.

"I've been shaving for a while now," I said. Just then I felt the tongue 
on my slit. I moaned and closed my eyes as it worked its way up and down.

"It looks very nice," he said. I couldn't reply. All I could do was lay 
back and enjoy the licking. My feet went up in the air as his tongue went 
up inside me. "I was hoping you were that kind of girl from the first time 
I saw you outisde with your dog," he smiled. "When I saw the way you 
squirmed when he licked your feet I knew it."

I didn't say anything. My pussy was drenched, from his tongue and from all 
the dripping it was doing on its own. I closed my eyes and let him take me 
to one orgasm after another.

I can't really remember how that day ended, except that I was in pure 
ecstasy for most of it. I walked home in a daze, took a bath, and went to 
bed early, exhausted but most certainly with a smile on my face.