Subject:     My Naughty Little Dog
Story Codes: f-solo best
Diary Date:  October 16, 2000 
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

I’m not typically into kinky things.  Bondage, pain, anal sex, role playing, 
group sex, bestiality, and such just aren’t my cup of tea.  Give me good ole’ 
one-on-one sex and I’m a happy girl.  Ok, so this last summer I did 
experiment with the sex party scene and it’s OK to try something different 
now and then for fun, but for the most part I am fairly conservative when it 
comes to the types of sex I engage in - except for one memorable time back 
when I was fifteen.... 

Table of Contents:  
   Chapter 1 – Masturbating  
   Chapter 2 – Annie Gets Nosey  
   Chapter 3 – My Resolution


Chapter 1 – Masturbating
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By the summer after my fifteenth birthday I’d been having sex for about a 
year and had already been fucked by four boys and had oral sex with quite a 
few more.   Yet it seed that no matter how many guys I was with or how often, 
it was never enough to satisfy the blossoming teenage cravings that would 
build up inside of me.  Many times I would let a guy fuck me and still have 
to masturbate when I got home! 

The bottom line was that I simply loved the way I felt when was I having sex, 
especially when I had an orgasm or two (or three!).   If a boy wasn't 
available then I just masturbated even more - sometimes two or three times a 
day when I was really horny.  Gosh... I can remember days during that summer 
when I would spend an entire afternoon doing nothing but playing with myself. 

When it came to masturbating, my fingers were my favorite “toy”.  After all, 
they worked great and were always available.  Sometimes, though, I would use 
any of a variety of things to get off with - hot tub jets, bath tub water 
faucet, vegetables from the refrigerator, and occasionally I even borrowed 
one of my mom’s dildos.  She had an impressive collection which she offered 
to me to use anytime I wanted.  I’m not sure what she would have said, 
though, if she knew I loved to smell and taste them before I started, knowing 
they had probably been her sexy pussy not long ago.  It wasn't that I wanted 
to have sex with my mom, I just felt really close to her at those times.

Sometimes I would almost an entire days in a haze of sexual ecstasy, sort of 
like how I imagine someone on drugs must feel when they are high.  All day I 
would just keep cumming over and over and over again.  Between orgasms I 
would run my fingers lightly along my nude body, gently running over my 
budding breasts and down my stomach to my smooth legs and soft inner thighs.  
Our living room couch faced the front picture window and I liked to lay on it 
while I did myself, watching people as they walked by, wondering what they 
would say if they knew a teenage girl was watching them, naked with a finger 
exploring her pussy?

Once my parents came home from work and found me passed out naked in bed, 
lying on my back with my legs spread open and my hand still on my crotch. The 
sheets were soaked with my pussy cum and my room smelled so strongly of my 
sex that it was obvious what I’d been doing.  Fortunately they knew about all 
of my sexual activities so they didn’t mind.  I think if anything they were 
amused at my fixation on sex and figured I would grow out of it eventually – 
wrong!!

Some days I would wake up so horny and wet that I would do myself before I 
even got out of bed. I almost always do it when I go to bed at night plus 
there is that occasional rub during the day whenever the mood strikes.  There 
have been more than a few times in class when I would look at a cute boy that 
I really wanted and see the bulge in the crotch of his jeans. I would imagine 
unzipping his jeans and sucking his cock right there in class in front of 
everyone.  Oh my pussy would start to get so wet! Soon it would be all I 
could do to keep my hands from reaching under my skirt or in the crotch of my 
jeans. Sometimes it was just too much to contain so I would excuse myself to 
the girl’s restroom where I would finger myself while I imagined him 
following me in and fucking me right there during school.  Fortunately 
teachers never question a girl when she says she has to excuse herself to the 
girl’s room especially when she’s carrying her little purse!

Well, that should help you understand my frame of mind at that age and how it 
led to one of the weirdest and most perverted things I’ve ever done, sexually 
that is.  One night I was lying on my back in bed with the lights off, slowly 
masturbating as I fantasized about being with my boyfriend earlier that night 
in the backseat of his parent’s car. He was so horny from playing with me and 
having me suck his yummy cock that by the time he actually fucked me it was 
only a few minutes before he came.

As my finger made in circles around my hardened clit, I remembered how good 
it felt when he came in me, the incredible feeling of his stiff young cock 
throbbing with desire, swelling inside of me as he reached orgasm. I inserted 
my middle finger inside of me and shoved it in hard as far as I could as I 
recalled how his whole body stiffened while he pushed his wonderful cock even 
deeper into me. His cum had literally exploded from his cock and I could feel 
the warmth of it penetrating deep into my hungry pussy as if it had been shot 
from a cannon.   He thrust himself in and out of me, each time shooting yet 
another load of cum into me, filling me until it drained out of me onto the 
sheet. When he finally finished he laid on me and I could the feel the heat 
from his sweaty and sexy body against mine. 

As I continued to rub my wet pussy I dreamed he was in bed with me, his warm 
hard cock still deep inside of me, getting hard again to fuck me one more 
time.   I still hadn’t cum yet so I started to fantasize about him fucking me 
in my bed, my parents sneaking a look around the corner.  So there I was, 
laying in bed with my hand between my legs, masturbating and dreaming of 
being fucked, no different than any other 15 year old girl alone in her 
bedroom at night!

So far I’d working my way to the point where I knew I was sure to have an 
awesome orgasm when I heard a little whimper next to my bed.  I looked down 
and there was Annie, begging to get into bed with me.  Annie was a five pound 
Yorkshire Terrier that was my mom’s pride and joy.   She usually slept in her 
own bed at the side of my mom’s bed but once in a while she would sneak into 
my room and snuggle under the covers with me where she would sleep in my 
arms.

Since I slept nude, the warmth of her fuzzy little body felt good against my 
boobs and her soft fluffy hair tickled my nipples. She can be quite demanding 
when she wants attention so I knew better than to try ignoring her and 
reached down to pick her up.  I sat her down next to me, telling her to 
behave because I was masturbating and didn’t want to be disturbed.  Of course 
she had no idea what I was saying or doing but she DID understand the “stay” 
part. As I got back to my business I closed my eyes and was soon lost in my 
dreams once again, forgetting all about Annie as once again I was being 
fucked like a whore in heat.

This time I imagined myself sucking my boyfriend’s cock.  I loved to unbuckle 
his jeans and then reach down into them to find it like some hidden treasure.   
His pubic hair was thick and soft, just the way I liked it.  Sometimes I 
would just run my fingers through it, twirling it around my finger.  After 
playing with his pubic hair I took my hand out and smelled his strong musky 
odor on my fingers. I love the smell of a man’s crotch, the stronger the 
better.

Then I slipped my hand back into his jeans to find what I really was hungry 
for – a tasty cock! Typically he was already hard by now but once in a while 
I would get to him early enough to where it was still soft which was my 
favorite way to start.  Feeling his cock warming as he began to swell and 
grow, like a balloon being blown up, was mid-boggling for me.  I thought it 
was incredible that he could change that much, that it could go from this 
flaccid little sausage to a throbbing, long, and oh so hard cock that just 
begged for my attention.  I looked into his eyes and smiled as I saw his eyes 
roll back as he enjoyed the way I stroked him.

I asked him if he wanted me to suck him, knowing full well he was dying for 
me to do so.  I couldn’t help but giggle a bit when he stuttered out a yes, 
unable to say anything more while I held his cock. I loved the power I had 
over him when I held his cock.  I knew then he would do anything just to have 
me suck it!  Being able to hold his cock and have that much control over the 
emotions of a guy made me feel so sexy!

It was time to stop teasing him.  After all, I wanted his cock in my mouth 
just as badly, if not more, than he did! He pulled down his pants and shorts 
and his cock was standing straight up into the air, as hard and stiff as the 
Statue of Liberty.  I licked my lips in anticipation.  God it looked so 
inviting! I couldn’t wait any longer to take it in my mouth so I slipped his 
head between my lips and ran them around it, licking the tip with my tongue 
inside my mouth.  He groaned as I licked the back side of his cock where I 
knew from experience he was so sensitive. 

Mmmmmmm, he tasted wonderful and his skin was so smooth and soft it just 
glided in and out of my mouth.  I took him all the way in until my face was 
buried deep in his hairy crotch.  I twisted my head around him, letting him 
out just a little and then back don until my mouth was against the base of 
his cock.  I could feel him against the back of my throat and I loved hearing 
him groaning in pleasure as I sucked on him.  Holding his balls in my hand, I 
gently playing with them like two hairy walnuts.  If I did this too long he 
would cum and I had more plans for his cock before that happened.

I laid in my bed as I kept dreaming about him fucking me, picturing myself 
being fucked like a little slut, like the teenage whore I dream of being 
sometimes.  I had two fingers in my pussy and was squeezing my little breast 
in my hand, feeling the hardened nipple between my fingers. My thumb was 
rubbing my clit and I was soaking wet with lust. Then it finally happened, 
the feeling I wanted soooooo badly, the wonderful and oh so glorious 
sensation of my orgasm as it built to a crescendo and then I exploded. 

God it felt so wonderful, so incredible as my entire body seemed to tingle 
with pure pleasure.  My back arched upwards as I moaned softly and let the 
waves of pleasure roll through me.  I kept touching myself, keeping myself on 
the knife edge of my orgasm, just at that point where I could barely take it 
anymore but still enough to keep it going as long as possible.  My God! I 
could feel my pulsing pussy cumming, gushing out over my fingers and soaking 
my sheets.  My pussy involuntarily squeezed down tight onto my fingers, 
gripping them the way I held a hard cock as it pumped its hot cum inside of 
me raging pussy. 

I realized deep down that I was becoming addicted to this feeling, possibly 
even addicted to sex in general, I found that the more I fucked and 
masturbated the more I wanted it and frankly, I didn't care what that meant, 
only that I wanted it and would do anything for it, literally anything. After 
all, how could anything that felt so unbelievably good possibly be wrong? At 
times like this, when I was delirious with the pounding sensations coursing 
through my entire body.  Right then I would have fucked every boy in class if 
that’s what it took to satisfy me!


Chapter 2 – Annie Gets Nosey
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Eventually my orgasm subsided enough for me to relax a little and I just laid 
there, feeling all flushed and breathing heavily with my eyes closed.  I’d 
completely forgotten about Annie as I laid there flat on my back, my legs 
still spread far apart as my pussy throbbed.

Suddenly I felt something between my legs and I jumped as something warm and 
wet touched my still overly-sensitive clit.  I looked down and realized it 
was Annie! I pushed her head away from me, telling her that she was a bad 
girl and to stay away from there.  I guess she must have been attracted to 
the scent of my pussy because she kept coming back, trying to get at my 
crotch again and again.  Finally I couldn’t help but laugh as I kept pushing 
her away.

Eventually it seemed she had gotten the message and so I laid back again.  
Once again I started thinking about my boyfriend’s wonderful cock.  In my 
mind I fantasized about how much I loved to get in his car and immediately 
start sucking his cock as he drove off.  Sometimes he would already have it 
out of his pants when I got in, all ready and waiting for me! I just loved 
sucking his dick wherever I thought I could get away with, the more daring 
the better. Movie theaters, mall restrooms, fast food restaurant booths, 
stores, and playgrounds were all fair game as far as I was concerned.  Once 
some kids caught us at the playground and instead of being embarrassed I was 
actually incredibly turned on and just kept sucking him as they ran away 
laughing and pointing at us! Now in my bed I could feel myself getting worked 
up yet again as I took my boobs in both hands and began to play with them. 

Just as I started dreaming of him cumming in my mouth, there was this odd 
sensation between my legs.  Annie was licking my pussy again! This time I was 
so horny from the thought of my mouth overflowing with warm cum that I 
figured the hell with it and just let her go at it! In fact, instead of 
pushing her away I started imaging it was my boyfriend licking me after I’d 
just blown him.   Somewhere in the back of my mind where my sanity must have 
receded I realized that what I was doing was totally weird and not just a 
little perverted, but I was so freaking hot and horny at that moment, so 
overcome with lust and  passion, that it simply didn’t matter to me.  When I 
get like this all that matters is me cumming again so hey, if it helped me to 
get me there then it was OK with me.  Annie apparently was enjoying my pussy 
as she licked it all over, lapping up my pussy juices like it was her 
favorite treat.  At times her little tongue would hit my clit, causing me to 
cry out softly with the sweet sensation.   Damn, she was tireless! For what 
seemed forever my little dog licked my welcoming pussy as I just laid back 
and enjoyed it, imagining it was my boyfriend except to be honest, his tongue 
didn’t feel as good as Annie’s! My god, I was being licked by a dog! Although 
it seemed so terribly wrong and naughty, at the same time she was making me 
feel so good I simply didn’t give a damn anymore. 

Even so, now and then I think again about what I was doing.  Like holy cow, I 
was actually letting a DOG lick my pussy! Was I crazy? Sick? Perverted? Just 
as I began to wonder what my mom would think if she saw what her little baby 
was doing to her daughter, another good slurp with her tongue wiped all doubt 
away as a jolt of electricity crashed through me and drove me crazy, making 
me want to be fucked so badly I actually burst into tears, crying and begging 
to be fucked... only there was nobody there to satisfy me with their hard 
dick.

Oh how I wanted to cum again! Actually I NEEDED to cum again.  If I didn’t 
release all the pent up lust and emotion I knew I would simply burst.  I 
tried to use my finger to rub my clit but I could feel Annie still licking my 
pussy hole as my wetness drained from me.  Then pushed her cold little nose 
right into my pussy and started licking just inside of me, driving me almost 
insane with pleasure.  By spreading my legs wider I found she was able get 
her nose inside me even more and it felt wonderful, almost like a cold little 
cock trying to press itself into me.  I started rubbing myself faster and 
faster and once again I got my “fix”, yet another orgasm, that incredibly 
wonderful burst of energy within me that had me addicted.

As I lay there almost frozen with pleasure I felt Annie, still licking away 
at me.  This one was even more intense than the first and I was totally 
exhausted when it finally subsided.  Annie wasn't ready to quit but I 
couldn’t take any more.  I picked her up and held her against my boobs, her 
little furry body tickling my sensitive nipples. The hair on her face was wet 
with my pussy cum and she was licking it with her tongue.  God, she smelled 
like my pussy!  Hopefully my mother wouldn't grab her any time soon to 
snuggle before I had a chance to do something with her.  How would I explain 
to my mom why my dog smelled like my crotch?


Chapter 3 – My Resolution
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That was the one and only time I ever let Annie do anything like that to me.   
Even though I loved it at the time, the next morning my sanity returned and 
the whole event seemed more like a dream.  In fact, it seemed so crazy that I 
had to wonder at first whether or not it WAS a dream since I couldn’t believe 
what I’d done.  Never in my life had I ever imagined that I would allow an 
ANIMAL to lick my pussy.  Not only that, but it made me cum as well.

As much as I loved sex, even I had enough sense to understand that there had 
to be a line somewhere that you don't cross and if sex with animals wasn’t on 
the other side of the line, then what was?  Sure, I’d seen pics of girls 
sucking dog and horse cocks and girls being fucked by various animals on the 
Internet.   While I found them interesting from an intellectual perspective, 
frankly they were way over the top for me and didn’t turn me on. 

After this day it would have been easy for me to question my morals and 
beliefs but I was raised differently from that.  If I didn’t do something 
firmly now then I could easily start down a slippery path that would lead to 
such activities... and more.  To me, it is like the issue of drugs.  I don’t 
have to try drugs to know they are bad for me.  It’s the same with bestiality 
– I don't have to have sex with an animal to know it’s perverted and wrong.

Even though I vowed never to repeat such a thing again, erasing the memory of 
what I had done was impossible.  I would never forget that for this one time 
in my life I let a little dog lick me and make me cum.  The question is, if I 
never do it again, does that make it OK?

THE END 
