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Subject: "The Family Pet" Chapter 3
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The Family Pet
Chapter 3
"Aaaarrrggghhh!" Later Georgia was never quite sure where her
groan
had come from. Certainly there had been no indication preceding it
that
her loins would convulse so heatedly under that initial lengthy stroke
of
Wolfs hot wet tongue. One moment it seemed to her that her pussy was
quietly somnolent, the next it seethed like a hive of bees. And all
because of a ... a German shepherd, a dog she'd never seen before that
morning!
Before she could get a grip on herself, the brutish animal
repeated
his lewd act, this time curling his tongue like a scroll and pushing it
obscenely up through the hair-lined lips of her burning hot vagina.
Georgia held on to the edge of the bathtub for dear life.
This was not even remotely similar to anything else sexual she'd
ever
experienced. Previously it had always taken a bit of time and
affection
for her to get worked up for her pussy to start to flow. But Wolf's
sudden action worked on her just as if she had let out this obscene
groan
of lascivious delight which came from she knew not where.
"Wolf -- no! Good doggy!" Without a thought as to whether the
dog
would bite, she reached in back of her and tried to push his snout
away.
But the feel of his cold wet muzzle in her fingers and between her
buttocks was a second sensation so electrically erotic and stimulating
that it could not be born for longer than a single instant.
And, in that instant, the single-minded stray continued his
depraved
behavior with another hot, wet swiping lap up through her torrid cuntal
cleft to flick up maddeningly like a leather whip at her sensitive
nether
entrance.
A fierce and primitive groan of sensuality escaped Georgia's
parted
lips once more, but, by now, she had also begun mumbling various
incoherent prayers in her head, trying to distract herself. In a small
way this seemed to work, and she managed miraculously to work up the
strength from her tortured limbs to push herself up from the bath.
This
also tended to force the dog's snout somewhat more snugly between her
cleft moon buttocks, and the threat of attack at her anus set off
another
furious thrill deep in her loins and immediate feelings of self-
recrimination and guilt.
"Get away -- oh God, Wolf, get away! Can't you see what you're
doing
to me, you crazy dog! Get away! I beg you!"
Her limbs felt so weak and helpless she couldn't believe it. It
was
as if she had become almost paralyzed with some illness in her muscles.
But her imprecations to the dog seemed to have done some good, for the
powerful animal now took her seriously and backed off across the
bathroom
tiles away from her.
Indeed, Wolf was well-trained enough to know when a human really
meant her protests, and when she didn't. When he sensed that his
beautiful new redheaded mistress actually was serious about wanting a
respite, he backed off immediately. He had learned through long
experience as well that it was not wise to force the issue with a
female
who was not quite ready. A smart dog and well able to play the waiting
game, he sat down on his haunches in one corner of the bathroom and
stared
at her with his muzzle resting on his paws and his big dark eyes
brooding
and thoughtful. He would wait for her. Forever, if need be.
Visibly shaken, Georgia managed to straighten up and find her way
to
a standing position. She steadied herself as best she could with one
hand
on the tub, then sat down on its edge until she could get her breath.
She
would have sat down on the toilet seat, across the way, but her muscles
had turned to jelly, and she was huffing and puffing and her heart
pounding as if she'd just run the three-minute mile.
"So -- you ... so that's what you ... you do ... shame ..."
It seemed like years before the thousand vibrating pieces her
loins
had divided into finally came back together again, and even then they
continued to jump for some time before she could get to her feet again.
Still intent on giving her new charge a bath, she staggered over to the
sink to get a brush, rubbing her thighs tightly together in an attempt
to
kill some of the terrible pressure that was building between her
shivering
hot legs.
"You -- you naughty dog," she said, only mildly cross and really
less
cross that she thought she should be, shaking the brush at him. "You
must
never do that to mama again. That's bad, don't you know that?"
Wolf cringed down on the tile and looked up at her with woeful
eyes.
He wanted to please his new mistress, and couldn't understand her
sudden
burst of anger -- she had smelled so ready for him. What was the
matter?
Georgia glanced at herself in the mirror. Her face had gone
completely crimson and she was surprised to see that her nipples had
tautened visibly. If that was the effect of a little playful show of
affection by a charming dog like this one, then Howard had definitely
left
her alone one night too long! Surely the dog had meant nothing sexual
by
it -- dogs always licked people when they were happy. If she hadn't
been
in such an unusual position he might have licked her face, or her hand.
It was natural for him to be so demonstrative.
But not so natural for her to be blushing so hotly and aroused to
the
extent that her loins felt as if they were filled with honey. She had
to
get a grip on herself.
"Come here," she said imperiously to the dog, pointing at the
floor
in front of her.
Wolf got up obediently and went over to her, standing at attention
with his tongue panting out. Then he was thrilled anew as his
beautiful
mistress got down on her knees, her milk-white breasts ballooning
nakedly
against his furry body as she began brushing out his snarled and filthy
coat.
Georgia could not keep back a shiver of excitement as the
erotically
stiffened tips of her breasts brushed back and forth over Wolf's
shaggy,
unkept body, his fur tickling titillatingly at the already sensitively
puckered little nerve buds. Her breasts had always been unusually
tender
and the feel of his muscular canine body against her smooth, sleek
white
flesh was totally unlike anything the yearning redhead had ever
experienced before. She couldn't label it either. It was not obscene
--
and yet it was. It was warmth and affection and understanding and
love,
and all the thousand and one cozy things that dogs and humans find
together, and yet it was more than that. And she liked the feel. Why
hadn't they ever had a dog?
"Is that better?" she crooned, her nostrils flaring without her
certain knowledge, the outer well of her vagina becoming quietly
flooded
with moisture as it poised in readiness for some obscure, unnamable
thing.
She ran the brush through Wolf's rough coat, straightening out the
snarls
and making it smooth and sleek again, as it should be. Of course, he
hadn't known what he was doing. He was just a dumb animal. He
couldn't
have any idea what his licking of her responsive pussy flesh had done
to
her. After all, he wasn't a man.
Not that she had ever permitted her husband to do anything so
filthy.
Oh sure, though, Howard had tried, but she'd always been able to talk
him
out of it.
But if such a thing could be so wildly stirring, could it be that
it
was she who was wrong, to have to put him off? She was getting all
mixed
up.
But this was all harmless. If she was aroused, it was merely for
Howard. Tonight she would have to insist that he make love to her and
quell her raging need. Women had their rights nowadays, too. It was
no
longer just the man who was entitled to an orgasm. Well, whether he
was
upset about work or not, it had to be tonight!
"There, is that better?" she asked as she finished giving Wolf's
coat
its first set of strokes, swinging her long red hair back over her
shoulder.
Only to have Wolf answer by abruptly turning his head and darting
out
his long thick tongue to wash wetly and intoxicatingly across her
startled
open mouth. "Why --!" But before she could finish, his tongue had
artfully inserted itself between her lush red lips and he was French
kissing her, stuffing that long wet tongue all the way into her mouth,
licking at her even white teeth and all around the sides of her gasping
mouth.
She tried to fend him off by gripping the shaggy fur around his
neck,
but instead found herself responding in a way that was wholly
unexpected.
His kiss was so like Howard's -- except for the size of his tongue,
which
of course, was much bigger -- that she couldn't seem to keep herself
from
kissing him back. She sucked on his tongue luxuriously, and licked it
all
over with instinctive adoration of its dominating maleness. And
instead
of pulling away, her softly mounded breasts pressed themselves snug
into
the warmth of his fur, and she felt a wave of warm cuntal moisture
shoot
down from her loins in natural feminine response.
But this was terrible! The urge to lie down on the bathroom floor
and spread her legs for him -- for this dog! -- was overwhelming!
Georgia was incredulous. She had known that she was in a mildly
turned-on mood, but hadn't guessed for a minute that desire could be
unleashed so awesomely like this, with the swiftness and force of a
mighty
river breaking through its own floodgates and spilling forward in a
great
tidal wave of emotion.
It seemed like an endless decade for a kiss. She couldn't seem to
get her breath. She knew that the wetness from her hopelessly aroused
vagina was seeping into the already tangled red curls of her pubic
hair,
but she couldn't seem to do anything about it. Her breasts were alive
with a throbbing that threatened to break her heaving chest and her
hard
little nipples ached to be sucked. Indeed, she probably wouldn't have
been able to tear herself away if suddenly the water in the bathtub
hadn't
threatened to overflow. As it was, she was barely able to break from
Wolf's passionate animal kiss and rush to the taps in time. Turning
them
both off, she whirled around just in time to keep Wolf from pushing his
snout up again between her legs.
"I know you now, you -- you lecher," she warned him, shaking her
finger at him. "You know just what you're doing, don't you? Well,
you're
not going to do it again -- not here. You can try that on some of your
other senoritas. Don't you have any shame?"
But Wolf only grinned malevolently and she realized with a
quickening
of her overexcited heart that she had taken the wrong tack.
"Well," she sniffed, "you've really hurt my feelings. But anyway,
I
promised you a bath and that's what you're going to get. Get in the
tub."
Wolf put his forelegs up on the edge of the bath and with an
effortless little shuffle born of long experience he clambered over the
edge with his hind legs, too, to fall with a splash into the soapy warm
water.
"Well, there's just a little too much water, but you stay there
and
behave yourself while mama takes the plug out with her free hand. I'm
warning you."
The big dog grinned, its large tongue lolling out. True to her
word,
she watched him carefully as she removed the stopper and some of the
water
went out until the bath was only half full. Wolf stood quietly
watching
her from the other end of the tub, his dark eyes shining with both love
and confusion at his new keeper's actions. What was the matter?
Didn't
she want to play? Why had she scolded him so harshly? Maybe this was
a
new game.
Even though she now had some inkling of the German shepherd's
lecherous intentions, it hadn't quite registered with Georgia just
precisely in what danger she was. She hadn't even bothered to put her
housecoat back on. So despite all the warning she had, Georgia was
still
to some extent blissfully unaware of the true situation as her canine
visitor waited in patience with his big brown eyes trained unnervingly
on
her. Her naked breasts swayed hypnotically before him, just a tongue's
length away from his open mouth, and the tantalizing scent of her loins
was driving Wolf crazy. Now, as she began to soap up a large sponge,
getting on her knees at the side of the tub, the tormented dog's penis
jerked and bounced with anticipation, filling hotly with blood.
The sponge foamed with lather as she squeezed it. Now she was
ready.
He would get a bath and that would be the end of it. So she filled the
sponge with water again and again as she ran it over his heavy animal
body, squeezing the lather out all over him. The water dripped down
from
his crown, over his neck, down his back, along his rib cage, over his
quivering tail, and finally down along a gleaming red point which
Georgia
was surprised to find emerging from beneath his belly.
She looked more closely. Then it occurred to her that it was her
curiosity to begin with that had prompted her to bring the stray dog
into
the bath in the first place. She had entertained some fleeting
thoughts
with respect to canine sex, she remembered now, and with all the time
in
the world to fool around, had decided on this innocent little past
time.
But how it had backfired! She had learned more about canine sex in the
last five minutes than she thought she would want to know her entire
life!
And then she saw it -- Wolf's gradually stiffening penis peeping
redly from its soft hairy surrounds. So that was what a dog's penis
looked like ... and in that instant the naive housewife was hypnotized
with curiosity. Unthinkingly her hands began to soap more and more
under
and around the furry pointed sheath of his loins, and in another moment
her hands had actually fondled Wolf's testicles and bumped against his
slowly expanding organ.
She was really surprised that a dog could have such large
testicles,
and more than a little alarmed at the way his cock was growing. By now
her curiosity was fully aroused. She found herself wondering how large
his organ might be when it reached complete, blood-hardened erection.
It
was already sticking out several inches from its furry hiding place.
More and more her hands and fingers came to squeeze and stroke
Wolf's
rapidly expanding member, and with each fleeting caress it seemed to
get
bigger and bigger. Unknown to her conscious mind, her hands fondled
his
genitals along with the sponge which ostensibly she was using to wash
him.
Now Georgia was also finding herself become more and more excited.
Wolf had such a beautiful body, with such strong sleek muscles. She
admired his handsome canine head, and couldn't help but think back to
that
lewd fiery kiss he had given her. Why, it was ridiculous, but if the
water hadn't been running over the edge of the tub, the silly dog might
have seduced her with that kiss!
But what was she thinking of? A dog couldn't seduce a woman.
That
wasn't possible ... or was it?
Sure, if he had a penis he could probably make love to a woman,
albeit mechanically. And yes, Wolf very definitely had a penis, she
could
see that. Georgia gulped, her throat feeling very dry. A wave of
curious
excitement washed through her loins at the sight of the dog's gleaming
red
cock. My God! It was getting bigger than her own husband's -- and yet
it
was still expanding!
What would it feel like to have such a massive instrument pounding
deep up inside of her? Her cuntal walls felt all fluttery just
contemplating it. Howard hadn't made love to her in so long that she
couldn't seem to get her mind off the subject, and now that she was
alone
with this virile young German shepherd, her mind was jumbled with
incoherent thoughts of indulgence in things forbidden and obscene.
The trembling redhead wondered idly if Wolf had ever fucked a
woman.
Was it the same as fucking another dog? How did it make him feel? Had
the other women found themselves in the very position she was in now
...
and what had they done? Had they let him lick them? God! There was
no
denying Wolf had driven her crazy with his sneaky but expert licking of
her pussy just a few moments ago. But surely there couldn't be anymore
than that between a woman and a dog ... could there?
She felt her breath coming faster and faster. There was no
denying
now that the viscous secretions of her vagina were flowing rapidly at a
truly remarkable rate. It occurred to her again that she was alone
here
with Wolf and would be the whole day, and that whatever happened here
between them was more secret by far than anything she might do with a
human male. She had been thinking about a lover, hadn't she? If
Howard
kept on with his cool indifference, she needed to make love. She
needed
it, needed a man's hard hot penis sliding wetly in and out of her
aching
cunt. She needed something! A dog like Wolf, being mute, was
perfectly
discreet. Whatever happened here today was their secret, foolish or
wise
or silly. No one would ever know.
No one would ever know.
Georgia blushed nervously. She had the most terrible guilty
feeling
in her fluttering belly. What on earth was she thinking of? She
wanted
to giggle and race around the house naked. The most terrible feeling
of
abandon was in her, making her already quivering breasts rise and fall
in
heavy gasps.
By now Wolf's swollen cock had come spinning out through the soap
suds to grow to truly astounding proportions. Georgia's long-fingered
hands groped and massaged obscenely beneath the dog's belly, feeling
along
the entire fearfully pulsing length of his penis. She was quite
fascinated at the way his penis tapered up to the tip. A cock like
that
promised a fresh thrill with each new inch, and, it was fiercely
exciting
to the mesmerized woman to think that her touch was producing this
fantastic bestial arousal. She could feel his testicles throbbing in
her
gently cupping palms, and she knew they were churning with sperm
inside.
For a moment she seemed to go dizzy. It was wildly erotic to be
fondling the dog's sexual equipment, and probably illicit as well. But
if
no one would ever know, did it matter?
She gasped and trembled as his cock continued to burst in size.
Taking her other hand out of the bath for a moment, she reached down
and
pushed her middle finger across the warm stickly lips of her cunt,
finding
them moist and swollen and the tender curls of her pubic hair drenched
with her passionate-secretions. She was alarmed and excited all put
together. If only there was some way to satisfy herself -- her
cravings
were flying altogether out of control now. She desperately needed
something shoved up into her wanting pussy ... and now!
Wolf whimpered and her attention was drawn back to him. "Was I
neglecting you, my darling?" she cooed, both her hands once more
milking
his desire-enlarged cock and balls. His penis looked almost a good
eight
inches long now, and as she ran her thumb and forefinger over its
slippery
length, measuring it, she couldn't keep back a yearning sigh at its
wonderful feel.
"I'll bet you understand a woman, don't you darling," she murmured
softly. "You've got a marvelous cock there. Any woman would be proud
and
happy to have a penis like that on her husband."
Wolf whimpered as if in understanding. He wasn't quite sure what
she
was saying, but the silken tone of her voice and the way her fingers
were
stroking his aching cock were driving him insane.
"Do most women like you to ... to fuck them with that, precious?"
And she pronounced the lewd word seductively with her tongue, glorying
in
the wicked sound of it. Then she tickled his penis until some cum
oozed
from the tip onto her fingers, and the urge to lick it was terrific.
"It's -- it's like a club. Oh my God, what's coming over me. You
know,
don't you, darling? You've wanted it all along, right? You're a
devilish
little seducer!"
Wolf seemed to laugh, and then suddenly his long pink tongue
darted
forward to insert itself through her open lips. This time Georgia was
again taken completely by surprise, and in addition she was still
holding
the dog's massive member in her hand, and this made his kiss doubly
exciting.
Her pussy hair was becoming literally drenched with her honey-like
cuntal moisture as he thrust his enormous tongue backward into her
throat
and began seemingly fucking her mouth with it. Lifting his foreleg, he
pawed at her nakedly heaving breasts, scratching at her sensitive
nipples
until Georgia-could not keep back a heartfelt moan of pure ecstasy.
Her cunt felt as if it were on fire. There was no way to escape.
She had to admit it to herself now -- yes, she loved this exciting
kiss!
And she would have fucked anything that walked in the door at that very
instant!
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