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Subject: {ASSM} A Girl's Best Friend (f, beast)
Date: Sat, 19 May 2001 00:10:03 -0400
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A Girl and Her Dog by Greymead
   Bonita sat on the back porch, looking at the stars and contemplating the
date she had just returned from.  She was so glad that all the lights were
out in the house.  She would not have to go in just yet, and she certainly
didn't want to talk to her mother or father about it.
   Billy had been clumsy and unrelenting in his efforts to get her to screw
him.  His hands had sought her developing breasts and mauled them.  He had
dug between her clamped thighs to pummel her little pussy.  If he hadn't
been so rough, she might have been turned on by the experience, and would
surely have responded as he hoped.  Instead, Bonita had been disgusted by
the rough and amateurish way he had gone about trying to seduce her and had
made him bring her home without even a handjob.
   As she soothed her bruised breasts, stroking them gently, she began to
think about how she would have liked to have been treated.  Bonita began
daydreaming.  Her own hands far more gentle than Billy's had been, elicited
the desires he had hoped to arouse, and Bonita was soon moaning softly as
she slipped her panties off and fingered her damp pussy under cover of her
short skirt.
   She visualized a lover, attentive, gentle, handsome.  He touched her
softly, his finger slipping between the folds of her pussy only when it was
wet and ready for him.  She pictured his prick, massive and firm, and
slipped another finger inside herself as she imagined him slipping it
slowly into her and felt a cold wetness against the back of her hand.  She
opened her eyes.  It was Baron.  The large lab had come to say hello.
   "Hello, boy." She patted his big head with her free hand.  His nose
nudged at the hand on her pussy insistently, and she automatically moved to
scratch him behind the ears with it, now throughly distracted from her
fantasy.  She was startled when his long, wet tongue sloppily licked the
length of her now-wet crotch from asshole to clit.  She tried to push him
away, but he was too heavy to move easily.  His tongue slopped across her
pussy again, and she realized that if felt good.
   "Oh!  You're much better than Billy!" she cooed, spreading her knees
farther apart and pulling her skirt up to her waist so that Baron could get
at her pussy easier.
   Laying back and closing her eyes, Bonita gave in to Baron's
ministrations.  She left a hand on his head, stroking him idly as she gave
herself to the sensations that began to mount in her body.
   As Baron's tongue aroused her to a state of full sexual arousal, the
already swollen lips of her pussy parted, allowing the wet tongue to dip
deeper and deeper.  Bonita groaned deeply as the sensations of impending
orgasm grew in her belly, spreading a delightful warmth flooding through
her.
   Baron was having a wonderful time.  The more he licked the tasty
crevice, the more copiously it leaked the sexual fluids.  The dog's cock
grew, dropping from its sheath as the aroma of Bonita's cunt filled his
head.
   As Bonita's climax grew and exploded inside her, she shook, swallowing
her scream of pleasure for fear someone might hear and come to investigate.
At last, she sighed.  Her hand, still resting on Baron's head, scratched
him behind the ears.
   As she shifted, Baron raised himself and placed his paws on each side of
her hips.  Bonita looked down to see the raging red shaft thrusting as the
dog humped at the air between himself and her.  Baron recognized the signs
of a bitch in heat, and he was prepared to respond appropriately.
   Bonita, aware for the first time of her dog's cock, reached for it
gingerly.  It was firm.  It throbbed in her hand.  It was warm and it
leaked a slippery fluid on her hand.  Momentarily grossed out, she moved to
wipe it off, then she thought of rewarding Baron for the pleasure he had
given her.
   Just as she would have done for Billy if he had showed half the class he
should have, Bonita gripped the throbbing meat in her hand and stroked it
forward and back.  Baron moved his hips, fucking at her fist, and Bonita
held her hand still, allowing the pumping prick to fuck her hand.  It
wasn't until the tip of his dick, pumping through her hand, grazed her bare
belly that Bonita thought about letting her dog fuck her.
   She wasn't grossed out by the idea.  Hell, he was a lot better companion
than some of the boys she'd fucked.
   She scooted her ass closer to the edge of the bench and pulled his
doggie pecker toward her pussy, noticing the copious stuff that oozed from
his pecker.  It would help to lubricate her, though her natural sex drives
were producing sufficient lubrication on their own.
   She felt the tip of his cock graze her clit as she pushed him toward the
opening of her young pussy.  It was a momentary promise of pleasures to
come.
   Once his doggie cock was lodged at the opening of her cunt, Baron was
inside of her, a single great thrust filling her.  She marvelled at the
size of his pecker.  It had never seemed so large when she saw him laying
in the driveway licking himself.  When she realized that his cock was
actually growing bigger inside her, it was too late to stop him.
   She tried to push him away, but the knot in the base of his cock was too
large.  It would not come out.  She began to grow anxious that she would
never get separated from him, but the phenomenal sensations aroused by his
big prick quickly distracted her.
   Forgetting about her plight, Bonita gave herself to the fucking.  She
matched Baron's short, quick lunges by rotating her own pelvis on the
thrusting cock.  The sensation of being so completely filled was novel, and
the pressure on her pussy lips and clit from inside were driving her to a
frenzy of lust.
   When she felt her dog begin to come in her, it was a continuous flow of
hot fluids that made a boy's spurting seem feeble by comparison.  It was a
flood that threatened to wash her away.  The heat and fucking drove her
through a series of mounting orgasms, each stronger than the last.  The
chain of climaxes ended only when Baron, finally satisfied, ceased his
pounding.
   As she recovered her senses, Bonita tried again to free herself from the
union with Baron's cock.  She was concerned that someone might see her out
here, but no matter how hard she pushed, she could not get his cock out of
her for several long minutes.
   After some time, Baron pulled himself free with a soft 'plop,' and
stopped to lick her pussy a couple of times before he lay down and began
licking his own genitals clean.  When she stood, Bonita felt his cooling
doggie jism leaking from her wonderfully abused cunt and drooling down her
legs.
   Finding her key, she let herself into the house and walked shakily to
her room, hoping that no one would wake up to see her.
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