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Girl's School Pet
Chapter 4
Lying back contentedly on her bed after dinner, Victoria only
half-
listened to Penny's constant stream of conversation. The young blonde
was
really looking forward to the hour when Ben would bring Prince by.
Sometimes she felt that there was some special bond between her and the
dog, as if they were secret star-crossed lovers and by some evil plot
Prince had been changed into an animal by a wicked witch. The blonde
coed
had always loved animals, particularly dogs, but the students were not
allowed to have pets on campus. What a treat it would be to have
Prince
to herself for the whole night, almost as if he were hers.
But beyond her normal love for animals, Victoria found some
special
quality about Prince that endeared the big animal to her. Maybe it was
his eyes, she thought pensively. When he looked at her she sometimes
felt
as if he were another person, there was such a calm intelligence
mirrored
there. Another factor was simply that he was very beautiful, with
perfect
markings and a powerful yet graceful body. The animal gave off an aura
of
pride and strength and virility that the young girl had so often found
sadly lacking in her male schoolmates.
"... And don't you think so?" Penny was saying.
"Hmmmmm, what?" Victoria responded absently.
"Victoria Bennett," Penny said severely, her hands on her hips,
"if
you don't want to listen to what I'm saying, just let me know, and I'll
save myself the trouble of talking."
"That would be like trying to turn off Niagara Falls," the young
blonde said teasingly, then instantly repented as she saw the hurt look
on
her roommate's face.
"I'm sorry, Penny," she said warmly. "I guess I was just being
selfish, but I really do want to hear what you were saying. Can't you
tell me again?"
Penny looked at her blonde friend with a pleased if slightly
suspicious smile, not quite sure yet if the other girl were still
kidding
her. But unable to contain her normal talkativeness, she started back
into her tale.
"I was telling you about that handsome guy I met in town, you
know,
the one who works at the hamburger stand. He offered to take me out
tonight and I'm going to go. The word on the grapevine is that old Ben
Wright is going into town on his weekly bender, so I'm going to sneak
out,
for all night, I hope.
Victoria muttered something reassuring in reply, annoyed a little
by
the way Penny had referred to her friend Ben. But Penny noticed
nothing
and rattled on about her new male find.
"Boy, if that guy is as strong between the legs as the rest of him
seems to be, little Penny should be waddling home with a permanent case
of
bow-legs. What muscles! What a face!" The slim, dark-haired girl
sighed
while she finished undressing, throwing her jeans onto the grubby pile
of
discarded clothes that was jammed between her bed and the wall. To her
own surprise, Victoria found herself unable to pull her gaze away from
her
friend's beautiful, half-naked body. Penny was standing in the center
of
the room, wearing only a pair of plain white bikini panties. With a
strange unfamiliar fascination, Victoria found her eyes running
lingeringly over the sleek smooth hollows and curves poised so
unselfconsciously before her. Odd that we could have lived together
all
these months and I never ready noticed how beautiful Penny is, Victoria
mused, her gaze settling on her friend's beautiful white breasts. They
were wide-set and tapered to pointed pink-tipped nipples, yet so firm
and
solidly anchored that they did not droop at all despite their size, but
jutted forward proudly.
Except for her large breasts, the rest of Penny's body was slender
and sinuous, but not thin. With each graceful motion the smooth
muscles
rippled sleekly under her velvety skin, causing a constantly changing
pattern of lights and shades to shift over her sensuous form. It was a
moment before Victoria found herself wondering what it must be like to
have one's hands on that lovely body, to feel it writhing helplessly in
abandoned passion. With a little inward shudder of horror, Victoria
made
herself stop thinking about such a forbidden subject, but still she
could
not take her eyes from the enchanting spectacle before her.
"Maybe I'd better put on some sexy panties," Penny said
thoughtfully.
"Just for insurance." Without hesitation, almost as if she were
completely
alone, the dark-haired girl hooked her thumbs in the elastic waistband
of
the panties she was wearing and drew them swiftly down and off her
legs,
unaware that her roommate was automatically holding her breath as Penny
straightened up again with slightly-parted legs, giving her friend a
brief
glimpse of the slender pink ribbon of cuntal flesh winking through the
dark curls that so enchantingly covered her vaginal mound.
Victoria was unable to trust her breath again until Penny had
turned
away. What was the matter with her? she thought in rising panic.
Ever
since that time last night when she had heard Penny making love to
Jimmy
Philips, the strangest thoughts had been going through her mind. She
wondered if she were becoming a lesbian and that was why she had so
much
trouble with boys. Then Penny bent over to search through a drawer for
another pair of panties and once again her enchanted roommate could not
help the feeling of rising panic in her as the darker girl's smoothly
rounded buttocks were presented to her in their full sculptured beauty.
It was with relief that Victoria finally saw her friend begin dressing,
and in a matter of minutes the ordeal was nearly over, with Penny fully
covered, if you could call it that. She had on the briefest miniskirt
that the young blonde had ever seen. This new boy friend would
certainly
have a chance to appreciate Penny's panties whether he wanted to or
not!
"Well, cheerio. Off to the hunt and all that," Penny gaily said
and
let herself out through the front door. Victoria genuinely hoped that
she
would be successful with her young hero, especially if it would keep
her
out all night. The young blonde wanted a chance to sort out her
thoughts
before she had to face anyone again. It felt almost as if there were
something in her that was looking for a direction to burst out in, some
relentless pressure that demanded action. But what? It was such an
unspecific feeling ... so hauntingly vague.
Victoria's somber thoughts were abruptly ended by the sound of
scratching on the sliding glass door just a few feet from where she was
lying, accompanied by a low insistent whining. With a little cry of
joy
the young blonde jumped up from her bed and moved quickly to the door,
sliding it open without hesitation. Sure enough, there stood Ben and
Prince!
"Thought I'd let Prince do the knocking," seeing that he's the one
who's coming to stay with you," Ben said huskily. Victoria noticed
immediately that her friend's speech was a little thick and that there
was
a strong smell of whiskey about him, and she felt nervous for a moment.
But Prince didn't give her a chance to let her imagination get the best
of
her, as he came bounding into the room, running here and there,
thrusting
his nose into comers and familiarizing himself with the place in the
ways
that matter to a dog. Finally satisfied, the big animal lay down
contentedly on the carpet and looked up questioningly at his two human
friends.
"That's right, Prince, you're going to stay here the night," Ben
said
reassuringly. "You take care of Miss Victoria and I'm sure she'll take
care of you."
Weaving a little, Ben looked down to where Victoria had joined his
pet on the floor. Once again the young blonde was sitting in her
customary cross-legged posture and the half-drunk older man groaned
inwardly as he saw the way her tight jeans plastered themselves like a
second skin to her lovely young body. It was almost as if she were
naked,
Ben thought to himself. The jeans were old and worn thin, and the blue
material clearly outlined the twin bulges of her cuntal lips, held
invitingly open by her cross-legged posture. Time to get out of here,
old
man, Ben thought to himself. Time to split, before you lose control
and
fall on your hands and knees before that innocently seductive little
beauty and ram your head between those tender young thighs and fuck her
sweet little cunt with your tongue. The thoughts were too much for the
tortured man and he backed hastily towards the door.
"Well, so long, you two. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," he
said
in a kind of frantic jovialness. He almost tripped over the low metal
sill as he stepped backwards through the doors and slid them almost
shut,
leaving just enough space for Victoria to hear him mutter, "Lucky
bastard
dog." And then he was gone, a lonely hulking figure heading towards
another night of desperate alcoholic forgetfulness among people he
despised but needed.
"Well!" Victoria said with a little sigh. Never having seen Ben
quite this way before, she was a little upset, but quickly passed it
off
to the whiskey her friend had obviously been drinking. Everyone on
campus
knew that Ben drank, but few had ever seen him really drunk. With
good-
natured tolerance the young student passed the whole thing off as
another
one of those inexplicable bits of adult behavior, and then turned her
whole attention to her canine companion for the night.
"Since you're my guest, Prince, I suppose I should offer to
entertain
you," Victoria said with pretended gravity. "Would you like to play
cards? Or perhaps you'd care for a cup of tea? Do you take milk and
sugar?" Then giggling girlishly, the happy girl put her arms around
the
animal's powerful neck and pushed her warm pink young nose up against
his
moist black one. Immediately Prince's long pink tongue shot out and
licked the girl on the face, making her giggle again. On impulse, the
young blonde stuck out her own tongue and tried to lick the dog, but
their
tongues met in mid air and caressed for a moment. Victoria thought of
it
as funny for a second but then became aware that it felt good, very
good
too good in a weird sort of way --- so with a little shiver she quickly
pulled her tongue back in, a strange look coming over her face.
The big dog looked up at his young human friend, a little puzzled,
wondering why she had pulled back so hastily from him. But getting to
her
feet, Victoria went to her desk and pulled out a small package of dog
candy she had brought this afternoon just for tonight. With slightly
trembling hands the young coed tore open the package and poured out
several pieces for her delighted animal companion, laughing as Prince
nosed eagerly through the little mound of candies, searching for his
favorites.
In a moment both dog and girl were back to the lighthearted mood
of a
few moments before. Victoria was tossing pieces of candy into the air
for
Prince to catch, trying to race him to the pieces he dropped.
Eventually
both became tired and sat quietly watching one another, the dog sitting
on
his haunches and Victoria leaning back on her bed propped up on her
elbows.
For the thousandth time the blonde girl found herself thinking how
truly beautiful and handsome Prince was. Not just handsome in an
animal
way but also in a virile, male way. Some inclination of the
universality
of sexual attraction began to seep through into the young woman's mind
and
this time she let it linger there, not letting herself be afraid. She
knew now if she met someone, some man she could trust a little the way
she
trusted Prince, then there would be no problem with sex. The trouble
was
that she trusted Prince precisely because he was a dog and didn't have
the
inbred human ability to trick and to deceive the mental agility to use
others for his own ends. Too bad humans and dogs weren't
interchangeable
as lovers, Victoria mused, and then laughed to herself a little
nervously
at the thought.
"Oh, Prince, just be glad that you're a dog and don't have a nutty
human brain that imagines all kinds of problems," Victoria sighed.
Suspecting that it was just general tiredness that was making her so
introspective the young girl stood up and stretched langorously.
"Time for bed, I think," she said to the dog as he got to his
feet,
thinking she wanted to play again. "Now let's see, where am I going to
put you?" Victoria mused more to herself than to the dog. "Maybe Penny
wouldn't like it if I let you sleep on her bed, and it wouldn't be
hospitable to let you sleep on the floor, so ..." and a mischievous
little
grin flickered over the girl's beautiful features, "so why don't you
sleep
up here with me? Oh, I know it'll be a little cramped, but it'll be
nice
and warm and friendly too."
Victoria began to get ready for bed, pulling off the white sweater
that still had Prince's paw-prints on it from earlier in the day. As
Ben
had noticed then, the blonde young student was wearing no brassiere and
her high firm breasts stretched even more taut and proud as she reached
her arms up to pull the sweater over her head. The rough-knit material
caused her nipples to harden involuntarily as it scraped over them and
a
little rash of goose-flesh spread over the girl's skin from the
unexpected
sensation.
Wearing only her jeans now, Victoria walked over to the wash basin
and noisily washed her face before groping blindly for the towel.
"That's another thing, Prince," Victoria spluttered. "You never
have
to wash your face or hands. Life must be easy for a dog." Walking
over
to the closet next, the rosy-cheeked girl began to peel her tight jeans
down her legs, almost losing her balance once before she was able to
kick
free of them. Unlike her roommate, she carefully hung the jeans in her
closet and then stood a moment in indecision. Should she put on her
nightgown or not? Maybe not, she finally decided. If Prince was going
to
sleep on her bed it might be too warm. So, wearing nothing now but her
tiny bikini panties, the young blonde virgin walked over to the bed and
sat on the edge.
"Okay, buddy, you sleep next to the wall," she said to the dog and
patted the bed for him to jump up. This was quite confusing to the
animal
since his master never let him get on beds and he looked up at the girl
with a questioning but adoring expression. Some strange emotion was
starting to form inside the dog's great heart. He had never seen a
naked
or semi-naked human female before, and there was something oddly
exciting
to Prince about the subtle symphony of pink and cream-white flesh
before
him. He loved the girl and now the nearness of her plus the
intoxicating
warmth and smell of her velvety flesh caused him to automatically
nuzzle
in closer to her, forcing his heavy body between her slightly open
thighs.
"Why, Prince," Victoria asked in surprise. "What's the matter,
don't
you want to sleep with me?" And then the startled young virgin jerked
back in surprise and shock as the dog's long pink tongue shot out and
licked her nakedly exposed left breast.
"Uuuuuuhhhnnn," the stunned girl said in involuntary reaction as
the
hot rough tongue scraped over her already erect nipples, sending a jolt
of
raw pleasure all through her body. Victoria squirmed backward trying
to
escape the insistently nuzzling dog until she was half-lying, half-
sitting, propped up against the wall next to the bed. Although the
most
sensible thing would have been to reach down and force the dog's head
away
from her nakedly tingling breasts, somehow the young virgin's arms
seemed
paralyzed, unable to move up the short distance necessary to protect
herself from the affectionate animal's lingual caresses.
"Oh, no, no, Prince," the confused young woman kept repeating
ineffectually as the big animal continued to lick and slaver at her
exposed breasts, moving impartially from one to the other.
Despite her best intentions, Victoria felt a delicious and
sensuous
warmth begin to steal over her tingling young body, rippling over her
flesh in electric waves with each further swipe of Prince's long hot
tongue. A dreamy, vacant look came over the blonde student's face, and
for a moment her lovely half-naked body held completely still. Then
finally she permitted the exquisite sensations from the dog's licking
of
her firm, trembling young breasts to pour over her in uninterrupted
waves
of pure sensual bliss. Then and only then did her hands steal slowly
up
from her sides, but instead of pushing the dog away, they trailed
lovingly
over the big animal's powerful head and finally settled firmly behind
his
ears, actually pulling the furiously licking animal's muzzle tighter
against her now palpitating breasts.
"Oh, Prince, oh, Prince," the gasping young virgin moaned out
again
and again, talking in disjointed, confused sentences to the unheeding
animal. "We shouldn't be ... it's ... oh God, Prince, your tongue,
your
lovely tongue!"
As soon as the girl had stopped fighting the dog's advance, her
legs
fell loosely open so that the strong hairy animal body crowded in even
closer to her, that massive head able to raise up higher from time to
time
to bestow a sensual kiss on her half-parted lips. Little by little the
crooning girl became aware that Prince's powerful chest was pressing
hard
against her partially opened pussy slit, and that each time he
stretched
forward to lick, the movement of the dog's body against this most
sensitive part of her body added thrillingly to the wild sensations
already flowing down from her naked wet breasts.
Becoming more and more aroused with each passing second, Victoria
could feel the hot wet juices of her passion building up in her
hopefully
expectant vagina and she pressed her clitoris tightly against the dog's
furry chest, automatically opening her legs wide at the same time.
What had begun for the dog as simple friendly affection, expressed
in
the only way he knew, was now assuming different and confusing
proportions. It was hardly likely that the sensitive animal would fail
to
pick up his young human friend's rising excitement. And more than
that,
the musky stimulating odor of Victoria's advanced sexual arousal was
building just under the animal's thrusting muzzle, causing a familiar
tightness to start forming deep up inside his own hairy loins. To
Victoria's great disappointment, Prince abruptly stopped his powerful
licking of her wildly tingling breasts, and for a moment the panting
girl
thought the beautiful animal had lost interest. But then the huge
feral
head dropped down between her thighs and began to sniff inquisitively
at
the trembling widespread loins from which that strange but exciting
odor
was coming.
Victoria watched in fascination as that cool black nose slid ever
further in toward her seeping cunt and a lewd and forbidden idea began
to
form in her sex-fevered mind. Would he ... if she encouraged him?
Would
he ... lick her down there, just as he had licked her breasts? Even
though she knew how wrong it was, how sinful, the desperately aroused
young virgin could not deny to herself how much she wanted her animal
friend to drive his pointed muzzle deep up between her trembling thighs
and give her the kind of pleasure that her own fingers had never been
able
to provide.
"C-Come on, Prince," the girl called out in a shaking voice. "Do
it!
Lick me, lick me there! Lick my pussy!" And with that, Victoria
slowly
pulled aside the moisture-soaked crotch band of her white nylon
panties,
baring to the animal's eager gaze the gleaming wet furrow of her
expectantly waiting little cunt.
"Come on, baby, do it for me! Please, oh please," the hopelessly
impassioned girl begged. She lay there spread-legged on the bed,
holding
her panties away from her cunt with her fingers, knowing that she was
about to embark on an unforgivable act, an act so lewd and perverted
there
could never be any forgiveness for it. Her imploring blue eyes met the
soft brown ones of the dog, and for a moment the pleading girl thought
that Prince was not going to do it, but then ...
The long hot tongue snaked out once again, stabbing deep up
between
the waiting girl's quivering thighs, mercilessly splaying aside the
gold-
fringed cuntal lips, sliding up over the wetly flowering vaginal
opening
and then digging like a fiery knife into the tiny pink button of
Victoria's clitoris.
"Aaaaahhh," the half-naked girl moaned in helpless submission
before
that burning, pleasure-giving tongue. Her back automatically arched to
thrust her steaming genitals up toward the dog and the back of her head
banged against the wall. For long moments the pleasure-wracked girl
held
herself rigid in that position, her lovely, eager young body curved
like a
drawn bow, her firm, full, saliva-covered breasts thrust out high and
trembling in front of her, her softly flexing thighs spreading farther
and
farther apart in a mindless attempt to open her body to the maximum,
begging for Prince's darting tongue to drive deep, deep up inside her.
And it did, again and again and again. Prince ardently stroked his hot
wet tongue up into that glistening pink cuntal slit, his own loins
beginning to burn now as the odor of Victoria's rising female passion
flooded directly into his senses.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, darling," Victoria moaned over and over again,
her hips now starting a slow revolving motion up against the slaving
dog's
furiously licking tongue. With one hand the blonde girl continued to
lewdly hold aside the crotch band of her panties while the other was
now
pinching and rolling the nipples of the breasts that Prince had
abandoned.
"God, God, keep licking ... licking. It feels so good. I I'm
going
to cum in just a minute ... faster, faster, darling ... aaaahhh, God,
don't ever stop ... oohhh ... oohhh ... oohhh ..."
The helplessly inflamed coed's mindless ravings fell into a kind
of
delirious chant, keeping time to the dog's continuous Ravings of her
desire-moistened cunt, and this was the sound that Penny, her roommate,
heard as she stood in amazed wonder outside the door to their room.
For a
moment Penny thought she must have come home to the wrong room but then
she recognized Victoria's voice.
My God, she's got a man in there! Penny thought incredulously.
Someone's making love to Victoria Bennett, Prude of the Year!
Penny's first reaction was a little mindless giggle of surprise,
but
then a cold calculating expression came over her face. Victoria had
broken in on her the other night just when Jimmy Philips was about to
Eve
her the fucking he had worked her up to. Well, two could play that
game,
Penny thought, and she reached up to open the door, but found it
locked.
After a moment's hesitation, the young avenger began to knock loudly,
cursing her habitual carelessness which had made her forget her key.
How
she would like to have walked in unannounced!
It was long moments before the panting and moaning Victoria became
aware of the insistent hammering at the door, but even then her
inflamed
senses pushed it into the background. She was so close, so close to
her
orgasm that nothing else mattered in the world. Her parents, the dean,
anyone could have burst in the room at that moment and the helplessly
impassioned girl would have been unable to stop the desperate search
for
gratification that was building to a head deep up inside her seething
belly. Just another few seconds and it would be here ... Victoria
gritted her teeth and almost stopped breathing as she felt herself
teetering on the edge of the greatest physical and mental gratification
she had ever known ... and then Prince backed away, alarmed by the
racket
that Penny was making.
"Oh, no, no," Victoria desperately gasped, trying to reach out and
draw the animal's head back between her lewdly spread thighs, but
Prince
easily dodged her clutching fingers and moved quickly to the other side
of
the room.
"Damn, damn, damn," Victoria sobbed out, knowing there was nothing
more she could do to call the alarmed animal back to her. Quickly
pulling
her panties back over her swollen pink cuntal flesh, the frustrated
young
woman staggered to her feet and snatched her nightgown from the nearby
closet, settling it quickly over her body. She moved toward the door,
recognizing her roommate's voice as she demanded to be let in. With an
angry contemptuous motion, Victoria threw the lock back and twisted the
door handle, letting it open by itself under the pressure of Penny's
knocking.
As soon as the door gave before her, Penny surged triumphantly
into
the room, bursting with curiosity to know who it was that had turned
her
prim roommate into such an animal.
"Well, it's really something when a person can't get inside her
own
room," she began, but stopped dead when she saw no one there but
Victoria
and Ben Wright's German shepherd.
"Why, I thought there was somebody else in here with you ..." she
began lamely.
"There is," Victoria said icily. "Prince." And she pointed
towards
the big animal as he stayed prudently back in the far corner. Penny's
first reaction was to think that whoever it had been must have left
through the sliding glass doors, but she saw that was impossible. Some
books and records were propped against the glass, moved there by
Victoria
while she had been playing with Prince and it was clear that the doors
couldn't have been slid back without removing them.
"I'm sure I heard somebody," Penny insisted, looking around
suspiciously and fighting down an impulse to look under the beds.
"Well, you're wrong," Victoria retorted and then tried to change
the
subject. "What are you doing home, anyhow? I thought you were going
to
spend the night locked in the arms of your muscle-bound hero?"
Penny couldn't help making a wry face. "He's muscle-bound all
right,
but mostly between the ears. He took me to a soda shop and told me all
about his exploits as a football hero. And then at ten o'clock he said
he
had to be home so he could get plenty of sleep. By then I was so bored
that I wouldn't have cared if he promised I could sleep with the whole
football team! So here I am, unloved and unlaid."
While she was talking, Penny took a closer look at her friend and
knew she hadn't been imagining the sounds she had heard. Victoria had
been up to something all right. It showed in the hot flush that
bloomed
on her cheeks and her breathing was still ragged and forced. On top of
that, the dark haired Penny distinctly detected the odor of hotly
aroused
female flesh. But where the hell was the male who had got her that
way?
Penny wondered. It was clear there was no one here but Prince ... and
then the horrible suspicion came to the supposedly unshockable young
sexual prodigy.
No! It just wasn't possible! Penny would have believed the earth
was flat before she would accept the suspicion that her prudish
roommate
could ever ... No, not with a dog, not ever, and the stunned young
woman
sank down slowly to sit on the edge of her bed. She looked up once to
catch Victoria's eye, but the blonde looked away. Then Penny tried to
catch Prince's eye, but he looked away too.
Impossible! Impossible!
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