PB-258 DOG-LOVING VIRGIN
By John Kellerman 


CHAPTER ONE

She hated him. He was so big and black and when he looked at her his eyes seemed to burn like they belonged to some strange being from another dimension. When Shirley moved on the sofa, the dog's ears perked and he stopped panting.  She hated him. Almost as much as she hated Hal, the man who was laughing in the next room with her mother. She knew what Hal came over for.
"I hate you," Shirley breathed, leaning forward a little so that the huge Doberman would know she meant him. He let his pink tongue slip out again. A droplet of saliva hung from it as he began to pant again. He sat on his haunches, watching, always watching. Shirley tried to read her magazine again. It was a true-confession story and she was just getting to the good part. The part where the girl was going to let her secret lover do what he'd been wanting to do, begging her to do. Though they never went into details, Shirley knew what happened and her imagination filled in the blanks between the lines.
As she read, her cunt had begun to throb. At first this throbbing was hardly noticeable, but now it was pulsing like a small bomb and the musky scent of excitement wafted up to her.  She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together.  Under her gown, she wore nothing. She'd taken to sleeping that way. It seemed to give her better dreams. Sexy dreams. Shirley liked sexy dreams, though they never ended as nicely as the stories in the dog-eared magazines she bought at half price at Ed's book exchange.
In the next room, Hal laughed like a hyena and her mother laughed right along with him.  Shirley pushed a lock of fine, brown hair away from her forehead. The Doberman watched her like a hawk.
"Go away, Phantom," she whispered.  "Can't you see I hate you?"
She squirmed again, her cunt leaking its slick juice out into her sparse, brown cunt curls. She tried to read again, but her mind kept wandering. In the story, the boy was trying to get the girl to take off her underwear. In the next room, the laughing had stopped and Shirley couldn't help but wonder if Hal wasn't trying to talk her mother into the very same thing.
Shirley sat up. When she moved, Phantom moved too, coming forward to smell her. She tried to push his head away, but his big jaws opened in a flash and she felt ivory teeth sinking into her wrist. Opening her mouth to scream, Shirley tried to jerk free. The dog bit just a little bit harder.
"Okay, you've got me," she said, not wanting to make a scene with Hal's dog. He was always telling her the dog was as gentle as a lamb. That he only bit people who needed biting. She didn't want Hal to think she needed biting.
Phantom slowly opened his jaws and Shirley got her arm free. She sat there rubbing the red marks where his teeth had been. The dog didn't seem mad. It was the first time he'd ever bitten her. She was more than a little scared.
"I'm going to get up now, Phantom," she said, trying to keep her voice even. Don't let him know I'm afraid, she told herself. She started to rise again but this time the Doberman put his paw out and pushed her back down.  She was tingling all over and didn't know why.  The Doberman began to smell her knee. As he smelled his way up her thigh, his nose nudged her shorty nightgown along with it.
"No!"
The dog paid no attention to her warning.  His tongue flicked across her upper thigh as he moved his licking inward to the soft, white flesh that was so close to her pussy.  Shirley was trembling now, unable to think. She was paralyzed with shame and fear. It was obvious to her that Phantom had smelled her excited mood and was homing in on the spot where that heady perfume originated.
"Back, Phantom," she said. "Get back now."
The dog growled and looked hungrily at the hand she was using to stop him with. Shirley withdrew her fingers, afraid she might once again feel the animal's anger. She thought of calling Hal. She could hear him talking to her mother in low, soft tones in the next room.
Even if she did call him, what could she say?  That his dog was attacking her? That she'd been sitting here on the sofa reading a sexy story and Phantom had gone bananas over the smell she was giving off? She couldn't say any of that.  With the red marks the dog had made on her wrist already faded, she didn't even have proof that Phantom was misbehaving.
"Phantom, if you don't stop doing this, I'm going to call Hal."
The Doberman put a paw on one of her knees and pushed it wide. His muscled shoulder wedged her other knee apart. With a toss of his head, he flicked her pale blue nightie up to expose the curly dampness of her pubes.
"Hal!" Shirley called, but her voice was so soft and weak that she knew he hadn't heard.  She was about to call again when she saw her mother's shoulder in the doorway. The door quietly closed and the lock was turned from the other side. Shirley's heart fell. Her mother was going to roll in the sack with Hal while his damned dog made her sit here so he could look at her pussy! It was disgusting. It was humiliating.
The dog's tongue flicked out again and this time he brushed her cunt. The sudden contact made Shirley feel both fear and an odd, shivery emotion. She swallowed hard, fascinated and repelled by the dog's determination to taste her. Behind the closed door of her mother's bedroom, Hal was probably doing something just as naughty to her mother. But he wasn't a dog!
"Please, Phantom, stop now."
The dog's response was a soft growl of warning. His sharp, black muzzle pressed closer and she saw it working as he inhaled her musky, youthful fumes. By now Shirley was trembling. She had no idea what this beast might do. He could go crazy at any second and attack her violently. She began to cry, her sobs making her shoulders jerk.
None of this affected Phantom. He let his tongue slide out again. It parted the plump, white halves of her pussy and, as Shirley felt the wet, warm friction, her narrow back arched.
Under the sheer gown, her tits rose, the nipples expanding into thick, firm fingers of sensitive flesh. She had begun to pant, slowly at first and now faster. The dog was licking her!  His tongue moved steadily deeper between the steamy plumpness of her cuntlips. The friction across her clit was mind blowing. It was much more exciting than when she used a finger dipped in baby oil. But she couldn't let this continue. She couldn't let a dog lick her!
"Phantom, don't . . . " Putting her hands on the Doberman's big head, she tried to force him back. But the exertion of the slightest bit of pressure made the beast growl a warning.  She left her hands there, but didn't push.  The dog went on licking. He was really getting excited about it!
"God . . . ohhhhh, God!" By now, her body was flooded with pleasurable tingles. Her toes had fanned apart against the rug and her nipples were burning nuggets of excitement.  She breathed faster, her eyes glazing over with the enjoyment of this sudden and unexpected sex.
Again, she tried to push the dog's head back. Again, he growled and his teeth were bared. His hot breath burned against the glossy, dripping flesh of her swollen pussy. He returned to his licking, his nose pressing in between her cuntlips.
"Nhhuuuuhhh," Shirley sighed, letting her head fall to one side.
Gently, she tried to close her knees, but the dog's body was in the way so that didn't help.  She squirmed, not attempting escape, but because the steady, slurpy friction against her pussy was becoming so intense. She couldn't keep still. Her gracefully curved hips began to lurch up and down.
At first, the movements were just little jerks as Phantom's tongue went deep into her crevice and was dragged back across her cherry and then her clit. But as the licking continued, her movements became more pronounced until now she was thrusting up and down, her back humping against the cushions of the sofa. She felt herself slipping down onto her side. The dog got his shoulder under one of her legs and pushed it up.
Shirley found herself lying on one side, her left foot on the edge of the sofa. The Doberman burrowed deeper into her dripping, musky pussy. He was licking and rubbing it like he wanted to devour her completely.  When Shirley felt his teeth, she gave a little jump. Phantom wasn't biting her hard. Just nibbling. His tongue washed across her clit again and she arched backwards, her hips plunging out of control.
"Ohhhh, damn you! Ohhhhh, I'm gonna cum if you don't st-st-stop!"
Her ass danced from side to side. Phantom was smearing his hot spit all across her pussy.  His teeth closed down on the dainty, pink flesh again. Terry gave a husky moan and her fingers curled into the nape of the dog's powerful neck.
"Nhhhhuuh, I'm gonna cum! Ohhhh, stop it! Ohhhh, ohhh, ohhhhh!"
As the first shiver of ecstasy knifed through her body, Shirley thrust her pussy up hard against the dog's nose. She couldn't control her emotions nor her movements. She dug her fingers deep in the beast's neck and pulled his hot mouth hard against her.
"Whhhuuh! Whhhaaahhh," she babbled, her ass working in quick circles. She could see what his tongue was doing. For a moment it shocked her to realize that she was being eaten by a dog, and again she struggled, pushing the dog's head with both hands as she tried to wriggle her cunt away from his hungry, dripping mouth.
Yet, the more she struggled, the more exciting became the slick, licking friction of the beast's mouth against her swollen flesh. She babbled and sighed and her ass lurched again.
Under the Doberman's sleek, black body, she could see something emerge from his cock sheath. His prick was a dark, glossy pink. It looked so slick and hot that a shudder ran through Shirley's body, despite her fear.
"Noooo!" she whimpered, still squirming to escape the hungry creature's lust. Her back was pressed against the back of the sofa though and she could escape no farther. She bent one knee and brought her foot up as if to kick the dog away.  Phantom eyed her toes like he might like to devour each one.
His growl meant business.
With another tremble, Shirley let her bare foot ride against the dog's powerful shoulders while he licked her deeper and harder.
"Uhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh, god..."
Her clit was on fire. The dog seemed to sense exactly how sensitive that nub of reddened flesh was and he wasted no time in keeping it slick and swollen. It was incredibly erotic for Shirley to look down and watch him worry the throbbing spot between her inner lips. She squirmed faster, realizing that she was eagerly rubbing back against the Doberman's licking.
"Can't stand it . . . gonna cum . . ."
The Doberman's paws dug into the white flesh of her inner thighs, opening her pussy wider than it had ever been opened.  All the steamy folds of skin parted, and the blossomed flesh was exposed completely to the animal's licking.  He slurped noisily and his cock was long and bright as it bobbed under his belly.
As Shirley came, she thought for an instant of Phantom forcing that cock of his into another dog. In her fleeting fantasy, she became the other dog. That slick rod of throb-meat was penetrating her virgin cunt, stabbing deeply into the heat of her young pussy.
"Ohhhh," Shirley cried out, pumping her ass frantically against Phantom's mouth. The beast whimpered and licked harder. Shirley could see how her juices were smeared over the dog's muzzle. He seemed to love the taste of her. He was hunching his back, his cock swinging forward and back. When she slumped to the side, she saw it more clearly. It was long and slick looking and the tip was growing huge.
"Uhhhh," she groaned, her excitement making her shudder.  The waves of pleasure surged strongly. The inside of her cunt tightened on nothing and Shirley again wondered what it would be like to have something inside her. She'd never thought about such things much before.
"Mmmmmm," Shirley sighed, her ass still rolling. Her hands were pressed flat on the sofa on each side of her. Her heels were drawn back so that her feet barely caressed the neck of the Doberman while he continued to feast on her juicy, steamy cunt. She plunged her crotch up and down with short, jerky thrusts as the pleasure continued in simmering, mind-blowing waves. She'd never seen her pussy so swollen.  All the fleshy folds that were usually hidden had grown fat and bloomed outward for Phantom to lick. The more he'd licked, the more swollen Shirley's pussy had become.
"Ahhhh," she gasped, feeling the sharp, throbbing pleasure lessen a bit. Suddenly, the dog's tongue was too rough, too hot. She rolled to the side and closed her thighs, slipping down onto the floor on her hands and knees.
The Doberman whimpered and nosed around between the crack of her ass.
"No! Get away, you bad dog!"
She was up on her feet, holding the back of the couch as she limped around the room. The big Doberman followed her, his nose wet against the back of her calf. Shirley could hardly walk. She held one hand over her cunt, and steadied herself with the other. Once Phantom jumped up, his hips thrusting as he tried to rub his red cock against her leg.
"Noooo, leave me alone!"
She slipped and went down on one knee.  The dog wasted no time mounting her. She felt his front paws go around her middle as he hugged her in a bestial embrace. His haunches pumped and the slick rub of his cock was hot against her asscheeks. Crawling forward as she whimpered, Shirley made it to a chair and tried to lift herself up. The Doberman was going crazy.
"Ohhh, stop! Ohhhh, don't do that!"
His cock was rubbing against her leg in a most disturbing way. Shirley rolled to her side to fend him off.  Her hand slid under his belly and she found herself grasping his cock. At least he couldn't stick it into her if she held on.  Holding on to him made her breath shorter and her cunt throb again. The big dog was going crazy. He seemed satisfied to plunge his cock in and out of the tight circle her fingers made. Instead of letting go, Shirley was strangely fascinated.
"You awful animal," she mumbled under her breath as she watched the dog's cock stabbing through her clenched fingers.  She was sitting on the floor as the dog lurched and wriggled and gave excited yips as his prick was rubbed against Shirley's soft hand.
It was so slick and hot. Shirley felt worse now than when she'd been licked by the animal. At least then, she'd had no choice.  Now, though, she could let go if she wanted.  She didn't want to. She was transfixed as she watched the plunging beast get wilder. She knew what was going to happen of course. The dog was going to cum. She knew then that she wanted to watch it happen.
The dog gave a sharp bark and his back hunched upward.  He shivered as if someone had run him through with a hot poker. He fucked wildly, his cock swelling against Shirley's clasped fingers.
"I've got to stop this. What has happened to my mind?"
She let go suddenly and ran from the room.  The Doberman leaped after her, his eyes wild, his tongue hanging out. He caught her halfway through her bedroom door. Leaping, he got both his front paws around her waist and pulled his body up close against her.
Shirley felt his slick cock against her knee.  The dog gave an odd-sounding squeal of lust and his cum spurted. The hot, creamy streaks burst across her thigh. Shirley was too frightened to be rough with the overpowering dog. She let him squirm there, his cock and balls pressed hard against her leg as he moved convulsively, his cum jetting. It dribbled down her calf now. Shirley prayed that no one would see this!
"Now, get away," she said, when the dog's shuddering had lessened. She kicked him away with a thrust of her foot and closed her bedroom door. She leaned against it panting, her eyes wide, her heart pounding.
Had all that really happened? Had Hal's dog actually eaten her cunt out until she came? Had she held onto his cock until the animal was half crazy? Had he spurted his cum all over her? She ran a finger down her leg and felt the sticky, slippery stuff.
It had a funny smell to it. A smell that Shirley didn't especially like. She didn't dislike it either. She got more on her finger and held it under her nose until she wasn't sure how she felt about the aroma.
"If Hal ever brings that dog over here again, I'm going to tell him . . . " Shirley stopped, her cheeks darkening some. Of course, she wouldn't tell Hal anything. She couldn't ever tell anybody about what Phantom had done to her. It sounded so terrible! She sat on her bed and used a pair of day-old panties to wipe the cum from her skin. Gazing down at her cunt she saw how swollen it still was.
"Oh, wow, he really licked me," she breathed. Shirley wasn't surprised to feel her heart still beating fast.

CHAPTER TWO

Shirley's best friend was a girl named Misty who was barely five feet tall and had blond hair so long it almost reached her ass. She had a bubbly personality and always seemed ready to try just about anything. Shirley hadn't suspected, though, that Misty might extend her daredevil philosophy into matters of sex.  Even after knocking on the trailer door and waiting and knocking again.
"She's probably in her bedroom with the radio turned up,". Shirley said, going around back to where she knew Misty's window was.
Shirley had been right about the radio. It was turned up good and loud all right. But Misty wasn't just listening to music. As Shirley pulled the milk crate over and stood on tip-toes, she saw something that made her heart stop for an instant. When it started beating again, it was going twice as fast.
"Ohhhh, Browny! Ohhhh, keep doing that!"
Browny was Misty's dog, an animal of mixed breeding who sometimes looked like a collie. This morning, the animal was up in the middle of Misty's bed. Misty lay on her back with her legs spread as wide as she could get them while the pet licked between the blond curls that edged her young pussy. In one hand she clenched a bottle of steak sauce.
"Over here," the girl moaned, sprinkling a drop or two of the sauce on her clit. The dog eagerly lapped at the rich fluid and Misty squirmed her ass as her eyes rolled back in her head. "Nhhhuuuhhh! Ohhhh, yessss!"
Shirley was in shock. She felt so odd watching Misty encouraging her dog to do what seemed so wrong. Phantom had done the same thing to Shirley the day before, leaving her in a confused and upset state of mind. She leaned closer, her nose touching the screen as she watched Browny's pink tongue glide between the lips of Misty's cunt. When he licked across her clit, the small blond twisted and shivered.  For an instant, Shirley thought she was going to drop the bottle of steak sauce, but instead, she sprinkled more into her open pussy and her hungry pet went wild.
"Lick, lick, lick!" Misty panted, her ass working furiously against the bed. "Ohhhh, Browny! Ohhhh, that's a good boy!"
Shirley was getting hot herself. Just to watch such a spectacle was making her own cunt get wet. She rubbed a hand down the front of her shorts, pressing in against her mound until a pleasant tingle could be felt.
On the bed in the trailer, Misty was really getting crazy. She'd bent her knees and curled her feet inward so she could clutch Browny's neck, only her heels and toes touching.  She pulled his muzzle hard against her cunt while her ass lurched up and down.
In all this excitement, the dog grew confused. He began to yip and jump, thinking Misty wanted to play with him.
"Oh, you stupid little mutt," Misty whined, shoving him away finally and sitting up. She began to wipe at her cunt as the dog went after the bottle of steak sauce. Shirley quietly let herself down off the upended box and went back around to the front door of the trailer.  This time, Misty answered her knock.
"Oh, hi, Shirley. How ya been?" The short blond had pulled a robe around her body.
"Okay. I thought maybe you'd like to go down to Ed's to see what's happening."
"Let me slip on some clothes."
While Shirley waited, Browny came to sit and look at her. Was it her imagination, or was the dog giving her the come on? Shirley grabbed a magazine from the littered coffee table.
Ed's was a pinball palace and sandwich shop rolled into one. During the summer Shirley and Misty hung out there a lot and so did other kids. Ed was easy going and, when somebody didn't have enough money for lunch, he'd often as not give them a sandwich on the cuff.
Shirley had never thought too much about the big dog Ed kept around the place.  Everybody called him Jake and gave him bites of burger from time to time. Of course it was against sanitation laws for a dog to be in a restaurant, so Ed was always kicking him into the back of the shop. Sooner or later, Jake would wander out again to mix with the customers and get petted and fed.
Today, when they entered the shop and Misty went to get change for pinball, Shirley just stood there staring at Jake and he stood looking at her. It was as if some silent communication had passed between them. She was breathing faster and her cunt had gotten suddenly damp against her fresh, blue nylon panties. She felt as if the jogging shorts she had on weren't nearly enough to cover her.
"Come on," Misty said, breaking her mood, "I'll play you for cokes."
Shirley hardly concentrated on the game.  The balls rose and fell and the bells dinged out the score while she kept sneaking looks at Jake. He was a large dog with thick fur and a wolf-like head. There weren't many around like Jake.  Shirley wondered how many bitches he'd gone after in his life.
"I beat you easy," Misty crowed. "You're not paying attention."
"I guess not. I'll go get the cokes."
While the girls sat at a table with their drinks, Ed came over.
"Hey girls, I've got to run downtown for some things and I was wondering if you two would mind watching the place while I'm gone. I'll buy you lunch if you do, and punch out some free games on the machines for you."
"Sure, Ed," Shirley told him.
"I promised my mom I'd meet her in town in an hour," Misty said.
"Well, I can watch things for you, Ed," Shirley said. Ed patted Shirley on the back and winked.
"Good girl. You know how to fry a burger don't you?  Probably won't get much of a crowd in before I'm back anyway. Just give 'em what they want. I'll show you how to do a few things behind the fountain."
It didn't take Shirley but a minute to get the hang of the few machines Ed used. When he was gone, she made Misty another coke and waited for more customers. So far, they'd been the only ones in the place all morning.
"I'll meet you back here later," Misty said.  "My mom wants to get me a new pair of sneakers." She shrugged, looking down at the stained and battered pair she now wore.  "I kind of like these, but you know how mothers are."
When she was alone, Shirley tried her hand at a milkshake. It came out pretty good and she drank it slowly while Jake looked up at her with big, soulful eyes. She found a saucer and poured a little out for him. He lapped it up and came back to rub his shoulder against her thigh.
This contact with the furry beast made Shirley tremble.  People were walking by just outside, but she felt as if she were all alone with the big dog. Was he reading her mind?  Did he know somehow that another dog had actually licked her pussy?
"I'm getting weird," she mumbled and went around to make sure all the tables were cleaned off. While she bent over one table, Jake came up behind her and his nose pressed up firmly against her cunt. Even through her shorts, she felt the exciting pressure and the dampness of the dog's tongue against the inside of one thigh. He whimpered and put a big paw up.
Shirley turned away and went through the door into the storeroom. She'd noticed a dispenser or two empty of napkins and she thought she might as well earn her lunch.
"Hmm, they're not here. I wonder if they're downstairs?" The steps to the basement room were narrow and Shirley couldn't find the light switch once she reached the bottom. A sound scared her but it was only Jake bounding downstairs after her.
"There's got to be a light here someplace," she said.
Finally, her hand touched a dangling string and she gave it a yank. The small, dirty light bulb wasn't much help, but at least she could see where she was going. She walked amongst the shelves, searching for the napkins. It looked like Ed slept down here sometimes.  There was a single bunk and a table with books strewn around. She saw a half-full bottle of liquor under the table.
Shirley was looking at all this when Jake jumped up behind her. His paws hit her in the small of her back and she went down across the narrow bunk. The jolt had been such a surprise that she hadn't been frightened. When she felt Jake's sharp teeth digging into her shorts, she turned wide-eyed to push him back.
The dog growled and, with a jerk of his head, her shorts ripped down the seat.
"Bad dog! Get away!"
The big animal tossed his head again and Shirley felt her panties go. He was wild, a wet froth around his mouth and his big chest heaving as he bared her ass and began to lick it.  Shirley tried to roll over so she could kick at him, but the dog mounted her suddenly, and his jaws closed firmly at the nape of her neck.
"Uhhhh!" she cried out, panicked now.
The dog thrust and she felt something hot and wet and hard against her asscheeks. She put a hand back to cover her exposed cunt-flesh. She could feel the shreds of her ruined panties hanging around her fine, brown curls.  The dog thrust again and his cock slipped across her knuckles, missing the place he wanted to stab it.
"Yuuuhhhh!" Shirley screamed, so scared that she was about to pee all over herself.  There was no chance of anyone hearing her down in this dank basement, though.
The dog licked his way down her back until his teeth cut into her fingers. Shirley got the hint quickly. She realized that if she kept putting her hands over her cunt, she might end up missing a finger. Jake growled and nipped again and she jerked her hands up. She was trying to push herself up from the bed. The dog's weight was too much for her to muscle.  With her knees on the floor and her body bent forward across the mattress, there was no place for her to go, not with Jake plunging and pushing against her.
His sharp teeth went into the back of her neck again.  She froze, trembling in fear as she felt the short thrusts of his cock against her ass. He slipped between her thighs, hunching lower as if by instinct. He knew where her body was warmest and slickest.
"Ohhhh, no!" she cried out, wriggling again. The tip of his cock slid forward across her mound. He tried to get it up against her cherry, but Shirley struggled hard enough to keep that from happening.
It was the sudden friction across her slit as his cock missed its mark that got her. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes as the rubbing was repeated. The big, shaggy dog was working her over, trying to find her hole. She wanted to scream that she didn't have one!  The dog would never understand that. He wanted in and he was not going to give up easily.
"Uhhhh," she moaned, feeling that smoothly rounded tip slipping back along her cunt slit. He was close now, too damned close.  Shirley bucked and tried to make him miss the mark, but the barbed swell of his cock had gone into the little hollow where her cherry throbbed. He stabbed quickly and the sudden pain made her give a choked cry.
"Ohhh, no! Not by a dog!"
It was happening. A dog was taking her cherry and there was nothing she could do about it. The powerful jaws tightened on her neck as if Jake knew she might try to get away.  His cock forced her juice-slickened muscles apart. Her hole opened around the hard cock he was pushing into her. The more Shirley squirmed, the easier his prick seemed to penetrate her.
"Stop... nooooo!"
The big dog's front paws circled her waist.  He hugged her like that as his back humped up. Every time he drove forward, she could feel his hot breath against her neck. He was breaking, tearing, ruining her poor little cherry.  Shirley was crying as the sting burned across her loins. A trickle of blood coursed down one thigh. She was being fucked by a dog! His cock was so big!
"Whhhuuuhhhh, uhhhh," she groaned, not wanting to feel the pleasure. But it was such a new kind of pleasure, so breathtaking, that despite her horror, Shirley began to squirm her ass around as the dog's stiff prick speared deeper into her virgin cunt.
The head was filling out with blood, stretching her wider inside. It gouged along the tender, silky flesh. Her muscles contracted as the thrusts rocked her. The dog gave a whimper of excitement and his tongue lolled on her neck where he was biting her. His big paws squeezed her so tight that she could hardly get a breath.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhh!"
Still in shock, Shirley reached a hand back under her tummy. The remains of her shorts and panties were still around her waist. She could feel her cunt hair now, and reaching a little farther, touched the hot, sliding shape of Jake's cock. It was forcing the inner lips of her pussy apart as it speared up into her body. It was amazing that she had room for him there.  Shirley's fingertips were red now as she felt around the edges of her fresh wound. That cock kept jabbing, sliding past her fingers as it plowed deeper into the lush heat of her adolescent body.
"Ohhhh, this is awful," she babbled, feeling another surge of excitement ripple up her body. Her nipples glowed with the thrusting, savage movements of the dog. Under the skimpy halter top, her titties were heavy feeling and tender.  She tossed her hips from side to side as Jake stabbed forward, his back humping high into the air as his front paws hugged her and his hind paws scratched against the basement floor.
As his cock went into her, Shirley felt his balls bump her fingers. They were big and furry and warm and she gave a cry of shock.  Jake pulled back and they were gone again as nearly the whole length of his cock eased out of her body.  Shirley's eyes grew round with surprise as she felt the thing and estimated its length.
"No, that couldn't be . . ."
Inch by inch, Jake's cock slid into her pussy.  It was tight going and he had to keep squirming from side to side as he shoved it in. It was over six inches, maybe seven! Shirley trembled and her cunt tightened. Inside her she could feel that thing throbbing now. It swelled tightly against her sensitive pussy and her cunt squeezed back.
"Whhhaaaahh," she gasped, unable to keep her hips still.  She dipped and plunged them her back arching and humping, her tits rubbing around inside her halter as Jake continued to fuck her.
Shirley wanted to get away, but when she tried to twist to the side, the hot, gouging tip of the dog's cock sent shivers of pleasure through her. She couldn't get away. The thrills weakened her. The plunging, throbbing power of the big animal made her whimper. She was drooling on the narrow cot as he squeezed around her waist and drove up and into her tight, young pussy.
The wet sound of his glossy cock penetrating her to the hilt was very loud now. Shirley gave a short, high squeal.  She was going to cum.

CHAPTER THREE

"Ohhh, ahhhhh," Shirley sighed as the muscles inside her cunt contracted. The convulsions came faster, the pleasure building past what she ever thought she'd be able to experience. Shirley's eyes went wide as she whipped her ass from side to side. If somebody would have paid her a thousand dollars to keep still, she wouldn't have been able to do it.  The spasms in her pussy were terribly strong now! She thought she'd die, it felt so good!
"Nhhhhaaaahhhh," she whimpered, gasping, clawing at the bed. The weight of the dog's chest against her back felt so strange. He was fucking her rapidly, his cock stabbing easily into her cunt, tight as she was. That cock was so slick! It gleamed with her juice, her blood. It was slender and sharp and, when Jake drove forward, his balls bumped her.
The beast gave a bark as his cock tip began to swell.  Shirley had never guessed that something like that would happen! She could feel the reddened knob growing and locking itself deep within her pussy. Now when the dog fucked, his cock wouldn't come all the way out of her.
"Yaaahhhh," she screamed, cumming. Her eyes swirled with color. Her heart felt like it was about to leap from her chest. She moaned and kissed the bed as if she were kissing the lover that was stabbing her so deeply. But it was a dog!  A big, furry dog!
"Uhh, uhh, uhhhh!" Shirley moaned, grinding out her pleasure against the stiff, red cock that was ravishing her virginity.
The dog was quivering, his haunches jabbing rapidly.  Shirley twisted and squirmed, wishing she could make herself stop enjoying the incredible pleasure. She was still cumming when she moved her body sideways and managed to get out from under Jake. She crawled for the stairs, not caring that her panties and shorts were almost torn from her body. The only thing she wanted was to escape.
Jake caught her halfway up the steps. His front paws went around her again, and Shirley felt his cock stab forward between the cheeks of her ass. He worked it lower, plunging gingerly as he searched for the sweet, hot place he'd been fucking before.
"Oh, god, nooooo!"
It was too late to get free again. That red, slick spear of cock meat went into her swollen pussy easily and as she bucked and shivered, the dog fucked faster. She came for the second time, a quick, sharp sting of ecstasy that left her with her head down against the stair step while Jake spurted hot dog cum deep into her pussy.
Shirley wasn't sure how many minutes had slipped away when she pushed herself up and crawled up the stairs. Jake had returned to the basement where he sat watching her, his tongue working noisily as he cleaned his big cock.
Shirley opened the door and peeked into the back room where Ed's desk was. No one had come back into the restaurant, it seemed, since she'd gone to the basement in the first place.  Shirley felt a huge relief. It was bad enough already without having to face a customer after the horrible thing that had just happened.
She saw a man's shirt, Ed's shirt, hanging on the back of a chair. Putting it on, she covered the torn shorts and tried to push her mussed hair back into place. She was still trembling and a stream of cum was working its way down her inner thigh.
When she saw Ed coming, she thought fast, trying to come up with some excuse for wearing his shirt.
"Hi, Ed, I spilled something on my pants.  Hope you
don't mind me wearing this until I get home . . . see ya, Ed
. . ."

Before the surprised man could reply, she skittered past him and hurried down the sidewalk, her cheeks blazing red.  After a block, she ran. Her nakedness made her feel wicked and by now the cum was all the way down to her knee. Shirley ran faster. She didn't stop until she was safe inside her room at home.

          *              *              *

Shirley felt a terrible need to confess after this shocking incident. Yet, how could she tell even Misty? Misty played games with her own doggy, but she probably wouldn't believe Shirley's wild story. She'd think that Shirley led the dog on and made him do those awful things.
At times, the guilt Shirley felt made her want to do something to revenge what had happened to her. She'd lost her cherry because of that dog. He deserved to be punished.  When she thought of telling anyone, though, she cringed.  There was no way she could ever even hint about what had occurred in the basement of Ed's sandwich shop.
There were moments when she found herself reliving the wild and frenzied moments with Jake. She knew she should feel disgusted about the whole thing, and sometimes she could convince herself that that was the emotion she experienced.  Yet, five seconds later, her cunt would be throbbing and her nipples hard and hot.
"Ohhh, I can't think that," she'd pant, remembering how it had felt to be stabbed with the full length of Jake's slick, red cock.  She'd touched it for a moment and her fingers still seemed to tingle from the juicy, silken surface.
"It was awful," Shirley would tell herself then. Did saying the words make it true, though?
Of course, Shirley didn't go near Ed's sandwich shop now. She sent his shirt back by Misty, making up some lame excuse why she had it in the first place. Misty seemed a bit suspicious, but went along with the explanation.
Whenever Shirley saw a dog, she grew nervous and felt like crying or running. When Hal, her mother's boyfriend, showed up on Wednesday, Shirley left the house immediately, stepping around Phantom as he tried to get his nose up against her crotch. Thank God, Hal hadn't noticed the dog's eagerness to have a good smell.
Then, on Friday, something happened to upset Shirley all over again. She'd been playing tennis with Misty in the park and they'd ended the game early and planned to meet later'; at Misty's trailer. Shirley headed home to get a shower and change clothes. She hadn't expected to find Hal visiting her mother at this time of day. He was visiting her in the bedroom.
Shirley stood there in the open doorway, her key still in the lock. The apartment appeared empty, but she'd heard her mother sigh from the next room. Shirley looked around for Phantom. He didn't seem to be around. She had an instinct to step back onto the porch.  She could pretend she'd never come home at all. She could blot out the heavy sigh she'd just heard. When the sound came again, though, Shirley felt a stronger instinct and obeyed it.  She stepped into the house and closed the door quietly behind her.
Tiptoeing to the bedroom door, she found it open just a crack. Her mother obviously didn't expect her home for some hours yet. Shirley heard another moan, this time from Hal.  She knew that if she dared to peek inside the bedroom, she would probably be shocked. She looked anyway, her cunt tingling with a strange anticipation she'd never felt before.
Her mother was on her hands and knees and Hal had mounted her from behind, exactly as a dog would. He thrust as he held onto her hips, his cock making a sexy, wet sound as it went into her mother's cunt.
"Ann, baby," Hal groaned, digging his fingers deeper into her hips as he thrust forward sharply. Shirley watched her mother's head fly up, her mouth open, her eyes half-lidded with enjoyment. The lips of her pussy pooched out to squeeze the thick, glossy cock of the man on her back. He worked his ass in circles, grinding his prick tip deeper, and deeper.
Shirley squeezed her thighs together, squirting a little pee into her panties from the sudden excitement she felt.  When Hal pulled his tip free for a moment, Shirley saw how blue and fat it was. He rubbed it up and down between her mother's plush cuntlips, then forced it into her hole again.
Ann humped her back up as she took every inch of the throbbing prick. Her ass flicked from side to side and she let her tongue hang out. Hal fucked her faster, biting her back as if he were a dog. This thrilled Shirley in an unexpected way. She remembered all too clearly how it had felt to be bitten by Jake as he held her and fucked her.
"Ohhh," her mother sighed. "Ohhhhhhh, yessss!"
" Cum, baby," Hal breathed. "Go on and cum."
"Nhhhuuhhh, uuuuhhhh," Ann panted, pumping and squirming. Her arms trembled but she spread them a little wider on the bed to support the weight of Hal's body atop her back.
Shirley was embarrassed to watch her very own mother behave like a bitch in heat, but there was a sharp excitement in it too. Her own cunt was pulsing as if Hal's cock was fucking her instead of her mother. Or was she imagining a different kind of cock going into herself? Was she thinking of one that was redder and slicker and hotter?
"No," Shirley breathed, trying to tear herself way away from the erotic spectacle taking place on her mother's bed.  "I can't watch any longer."
Her mother was growling now, her lips pulled back from her teeth. Hal growled the same way and he pretended to maul her shoulder, his teeth leaving red marks there.  His cock was stabbing in and out of Ann's cunt so fast that Shirley could hardly bear to watch it. She pushed a hand down under her sweat-damp tennis shorts and fingered her firm, young pussy open. Rubbing her cut softly, she sagged against the edge of the door-frame. Throbbing pleasure surged down her legs and made her toes tingle.
"Now!" her mother cried.
Hal pushed his cock all the way into her and rubbed his body against her asscheeks. This grinding movement became wilder as the seconds passed. He gave a sharp grunt of pleasure and a shudder went through him.
"Ahhhh," Shirley's mother moaned. The fucking sounded wetter and slicker now and, after another few seconds, Shirley saw the white strings leaking from the edge of her cunthole to make wet spots on the sheet.
"Uhh, uhhh, uhhhh," Hal moaned, fucking her with a steady rhythm as more cum leaked down, one glistening droplet hanging from his balls.
Shirley felt faint and overheated. She moved away from the door and stumbled back. She let herself out of the house and went running away. She couldn't face either Hal or her mother after what she'd seen and heard. She had to be alone to think things out. She ran and walked and ran again until she had made it to the trailer park where Misty lived.
When no one answered her knock, Shirley found the door unlocked and went in. She called, but no one seemed to be around. No one, that is, except Browny. He came quickly down the hall, his tail wagging furiously when he saw Shirley standing there.
"Hi, Browny," she said, scratching the dog's neck. She went to the back of the trailer and into Misty's room. She didn't notice that Browny had managed to slip inside behind her until after she'd closed the door.
"Okay, you can stay if you sit right there in the corner. I'm going to take a shower."
Shirley stripped her tennis top over her head and flung it on the bed. Next came her shoes and socks. At last she skinned off her panties and shorts. Before they hit the floor, Browny was there, his nose pushed through one silken leghole. He snuffled Shirley's musky young scent hungrily.  His cock was already a sharp, pink bump pushing out of its sheath.
Shirley was transfixed as she stood there naked in the middle of the room watching the dog's crazy antics. She realized that the animal was used to giving attention to Misty in this special way and that her own scent had excited his instincts. But when Browny came over and began to lick her toes, then her ankle, Shirley wasn't ready for the surge of lust she felt.
"Now, you'd better stop that," she said, her voice shaky. She tried to bolster her resolve, tried to walk steadily to the bathroom and shut Browny out. The dog's tongue made her hesitate. He was reaching up to lick her knee now and the warm, soft brush of his licking made her weak.
"Browny, you'd better stop that. Do you hear me?" If Browny heard, he paid her no attention. Instead, he jumped up, his front paws on her thighs as his tongue flicked out against her mound. Her cunt was damp from the exertion of the tennis game and watching Hal fuck her mother. The run over to Misty's trailer had kept it nice and juicy too. Browny seemed to appreciate her wetness. His tongue slipped between her plump, outer lips. He rubbed back and forth, his sharp, black muzzle dipping out of sight for a moment into her lush, brown curls.
Surprised, Shirley backed against the closed bathroom door. The dog's tongue flicked again, going deep between the plump, pink surfaces as he opened her pussy.
"Nhhhhaaaahh," Shirley sighed, her belly pulling in under her ribs. She was scared and ashamed and fascinated at the same time. She looked down, watching the dog's tongue slip forward and back as it disappeared between her curl-covered pubes.
"You've got to stop, Browny," she moaned, pushing weakly against his head. But she didn't have the strength. It felt so good to have his tongue slipping over her overheated flesh. So damned good . . .
CHAPTER FOUR

Shirley turned from the bathroom and stumbled across the room, pushing and shoving the big brown dog away from her.  Browny just thought she was playing. He came at her panting, his mouth fur all wet with her juices.
"Noooo, don't. . ."
Falling back on the bed, Shirley kicked weakly at him.  The dog took one of her feet in his mouth, biting her toes gingerly as he whimpered. By now his cock was jutting out, a quivering rod of dark pink flesh. The sheen of it made Shirley tremble all over. She knew what that thing would feel like against her hot cunt. She couldn't get the idea out of her mind. And all the while, Browny was licking his way up her leg.
"Ohhhh, not again! I can't let it happen again . . ."
But it was happening again. Every time Browny's tongue pressed against her clit, then slid off of it, Shirley trembled, her ass muscles tightening. Now, as she kicked at him, she moved as if in deep water, hardly moving at all. She brought a foot up and let it slide down Browny's back. He gave a jerk with his haunches as she touched his tail.
"This is crazy. I can't act like this. I've got to be strong!"
Browny whimpered and leaped up, his cock stabbing forward as he worked his hind-quarters. Shirley rolled off the bed with a gasp and tried to crawl toward the bathroom door again. If only she could manage to get inside and close the dog out. If she could just make her mind work better.
Shirley was halfway across the room when Browny mounted her. He jabbed as if he knew exactly where Shirley's hot little hole was.
"Uhhhh," she groaned as the streamlined tip nudged between her outer lips and slipped firmly up her slippery, juice-drenched slit. The dog felt a slight resistance and thrust suddenly as if hoping to penetrate her to the hilt his first try. He missed.
Shirley was trying to crawl again as his hot cock slid forward and back across her asshole.  Her eyes were wide with shock. Browny, her best friend's pet, knew exactly what to do! He was trying to fuck her.
"Stop, Browny! You stop that now!" Yet, even Shirley's sharply spoken order had no effect on the excited beast. He hugged her waist firmly and rammed again. This time his cock tip dug into the meat of her broken cherry. Shirley felt his slick seven inches enter her suddenly and she let out a small, soft gurgle of excitement as the dog plunged with a wild, thumping movement that nearly knocked her down.
Frightened that the animal might have hurt her, Shirley pushed a hand back to feel where she'd been entered. The dog's cock was in all the way, his balls flopping forward each time.  Suddenly, without her realizing she'd done it, Shirley was holding one, her long fingers tightening on the warm, furry egg. Browny yipped excitedly and plunged harder.  Browny was going fucking crazy.
He became so excited by this unexpected caress that he flipped to the side, spinning to the floor in a heap of kicking legs and flopping cock. The sight of his red prick, coated now with her girl-juice, made Shirley suck in a quick breath. But she had the presence of mind to get to her feet and run for the bathroom door.
Browny was there before she was. He hit the door hard with his front feet, slamming it tight as he spun around to face -Shirley. She saw him bare his fangs. Shaking, she retreated to the bed. When her calves were touching the mattress, the dog leaped, hitting her in the belly with his front paws.
As Shirley sank down on the bed on her back, her knees went up. The dog wiggled his furry body between her thighs before she could close them. His hot tongue wet her tits.  Shirley's nipples rose to be licked more and she squirmed from side to side, striving to get her hands under the dog's chest to shove him away. The licking, the constant thrusting of the dog's cock against her thigh, now closer, excited her more than anything.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh god!"
The animal whimpered as if begging her to stop fighting him. His cock was much closer to her cunt now. Its hot, slick tip opened her pussy and, as he quivered with a last effort to have her, Shirley weakened.
"Nhhhaaaaahhhh," she gasped, her knees falling apart.  Brown lunged, his cock stabbing her halfway. With a quick jerk, he shoved the rest of it inside her pussy. The sudden spasm of her cunt around the dog's hot, hard prick made waves of pleasure roll over Shirley's belly. She twisted one way and the other, feeling the rigid shape inside her so perfectly, so deep!
"Whhhhuuh, ohhhhh, Browny!"
To feel his wriggling, hunching body between her thighs was so totally unexpected and new to Shirley that she could hardly get a breath. She found her hands sliding around his strong body, her fingers curling tightly in his fur.
"Wow! Ohhhh, that's so deep!"
The dog went on fucking, his haunches quivering he tried to do it so fast. Shirley opened her knees farther. Her hot pussy was stretched open to expose all the delicate pink folds around her hole. Her juices were flowing freely and the dog's in-and-out stabbing brought new floods of wetness.
"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhhhh," she panted, grinding her ass against the edge of the mattress.
Shirley hooked her heels over Browny's back and began to work her ass up and down as his slick, red cock went deep, jerked back, and went deep again. The dog knew only one speed and that was fast, but she didn't care.  Her mind was blanked out. She wasn't registering that an animal was exciting her past all reason. When the thought of what was happening became too intense, Shirley blanked it out. Yet, as she fucked, she became better at facing the source of her pleasure. A dog! A dog was fucking her, his hot tongue on her tits, his belly against her belly as he slid his raw, red prick deep into her teenage pussy.
"Ohhh, ohhhh, god, yessss!"
She scissored her legs tighter, slowing the wildly fucking dog down a bit. He growled, but was too weak with excitement to threaten.  His cock throbbed as it went to the hilt. Shirley felt his hot balls bump her ass.
The rhythm changed. It seemed Browny was momentarily exhausted. He shuddered as she clutched him between her thighs and dug her fingers into his neck fur. His tongue washed her mouth and neck and returned to her nipples. They were standing up like little fingers now and when Browny licked her there, Shirley pushed her tits back and forth under his mouth, whimpering, her lower lip pulled between her teeth.
"Whhhuuhhh, ohhhh, that's nice! S-o-o-o nice!"
She knew what she was doing was wrong.  That didn't make her able to stop. Not with Browny's big cock throbbing inside the velvety squeeze of her pussy. The dog was panting so hard she thought he might have a heart attack or something.
"Poor, tired, doggy!" she cooed, rubbing his ears.
Browny rose a little, his rear paws scratching the floor. His ass worked forward and back and Shirley felt the head of his cock swelling fat as he pushed hard . . . pushed harder.
"Ohhh, I'm gonna cum!" She jerked convulsively, her eyes wide with the sudden pleasure that seemed to be burning her body like some wonderful electricity. "Ohhhh, yesssss!"
The dog yipped excitedly and then shivered as if someone had hit him square between the eyes. His cock throbbed and she felt the expanded head tighten even more against the walls of her pussy. Next came the spurts.
They were so strong, so easy to feel that Shirley counted them under her breath.
"... two... three... ohhhh!" Her fingers tightened on Browny's shoulders.
Her cunt was convulsing rhythmically at the same time.  She felt the dog's throbbing and her own pulsing quivers match, then go out of sync. Her ass was dancing and rolling on the edge of the mattress as Browny's red prick slid in and out of her cunt hole. White strings of cum began to leak down the bedspread.  Shirley tightened her thighs around the dog's middle and made low growling sounds in the back of her throat.
"Ahhh, ahhhhh, ohhhhhh!"
She was cumming, cumming so slowly that she couldn't breathe or think or do anything but experience the contracting muscles of her pussy as they tightened on the rigid cock of the dog who fucked her.
"Nhhhhhaaaaahhh," she panted, hugging the beast tightly as her ass did a jerky dance of excitement on the edge of the bed. The ecstasy went on until she was screaming weakly, her breath almost completely gone now. From the front of the trailer, a door slammed.
"Gotta stop," Shirley babbled, pushing Browny off of her and rolling onto her hands and knees on the floor. "Got to get to the bathroom.
With her cunt streaming cum, Shirley pushed the door open with her head and kicked it shut behind her. Outside, she could hear Browny whining. She started water running in the shower and got shakily to her feet.  Her pussy was still on fire and she could hardly bear to put a finger against her clit. It was a swollen lump that was still pulsing as she watched. Someone tapped on the bathroom door.
"Shirley? You in there?"
"Yeah, Misty. I hope you don't mind if I dropped by and used your shower."
"Course not. I just wonder what's wrong with Browny.
He's acting awful funny."
"Browny?" Shirley bit her lip. She was sure she'd over-acted. Misty was good at reading her thoughts too.
"You've been doing something naughty with him, haven't you?" Misty asked slyly.  Shirley saw the knob turn. She was glad she had it locked. She didn't feel like facing her clever friend just now. "Shirley, let me in.  Please?"
"Oh, if you've got to know, he did try to lick me." Shirley unlocked the door. As Misty slipped into the bathroom and leaned against the closed door, her smile changed and her eyes grew wide and bright.
"You let him fuck you, didn't you?" Misty asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Shirley looked at her bare feet. The smell of cum was strong in the room. "Yes."
"You've just got to show me how you did it," Misty breathed, clapping her small hands together. "I've been trying to get him to do that to me for weeks."
"You h-h-have?"
"Yes!"
"You don't think I'm awful?" Shirley blurted, relieved.
"Course not." Misty put in.
"I thought . . . I didn't know for sure . . . " Shirley felt herself blushing. It wasn't easy for her to stand there facing Misty's knowing smile. Even though she knew that her small, blond friend with the long hair had played doggy games herself.
"Why don't you spend the night with me?" Misty suggested. "Maybe we can get some more fun out of my mutt."
"Well . . . I guess I could call my mom."
With the call made, Shirley and Misty fixed themselves lunch. While they ate, Browny eyed both of them as if he sensed that a party was being planned.
"You naughty dog," Misty scolded, pushing at him with a bare foot. Browny immediately chomped down on the short blonde's toes and she began to pant and squirm around in the chair as the delightful nibbling went on.
"So that's where he learned that," Shirley put in.
"I love to have my toes chewed on. It makes my cunt go crazy." Misty closed her large blue eyes and her head flopped from side to side as she let her pet keep worrying her foot with his sharp fangs. It made Shirley remember how it had begun with her only a few minutes before.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, harder now! That's a boy!"
Misty jerked her tennis skirt up and skinned her panties far enough to reveal the damp blond curls that didn't quite hide her cunt. She pressed a finger into the softness and Shirley heard the wet snick of her pussylips opening.  Gingerly, she rubbed herself while Browny went on nibbling at her bare foot.
"When will your folks be home?" Shirley wanted to know.
"Not until late."
The girls exchanged bright smiles. Shirley was surprised at how much she was anticipating more games with Browny.  Though still ashamed of how she'd weakened and let him ravish her just moments before, she couldn't extinguish that smoldering lust that seemed to nag at her every moment. Misty sat on the bed and jerked up her skirt.
"Come here, Browny," she whispered, pulling the crotchband of her panties to one side.  The dog eagerly lapped at her juicy flesh. The sound made Shirley wish it was her pussy being stroked. She panted, watching Misty work her hips around and dig her fingers into the dog's neck as if to guide him to the right spot.
"There . . . no, right there!" Misty shivered.  "I don't think he knows what a clit is. Sometimes I think he does, but he just hits it by accident."
"He looks really hungry," Shirley said.
"Mmmmmm, I wonder what would happen if I got on my hands and knees. Do you think he'd do the same thing to me that he did to you?"
"He's your dog," Shirley told her. She was a little envious that it wouldn't be her getting fucked. She could see the long red spear sliding out from under Browny's belly. It looked more luscious than ever, now that she was getting used to it. She even found herself longing to put her hands on it.
"Let's all get on the bed," Misty suggested, jumping up.  "Go on, take off your clothes," she told Shirley. Both girls stripped and bounced around on the mattress. Browny leaped up to join them and Misty grabbed her playful pet and rolled him onto his back.
"Just look at that!" Shirley sighed, her fingers reaching out toward the beast's exposed cock before pulling back. Misty giggled.
"Oh, go on and touch it. I do sometimes."
"He won't bite me or anything?"
"Here's a little baby oil," Misty said, handing Shirley a bottle. "He'll like it."
Hands trembling, Shirley dumped a generous amount of baby oil into her palm and smoothed it on the throbbing red cock. Brown whimpered and panted faster, and as Shirley's fingers caressed him, she felt his tip grow fat with blood.  The surface of the dog's prick was smoother than anything she'd ever touched.  She ran her fingertips gingerly up and down, touching all the little bumps and hollows. The shape of his tip fascinated her. It was as if it were made to stab into something hot and juicy and deep. The dog worked his haunches in a frenzy as her fingers circled and closed around him.
"Watch out, or you'll make a big mess," Misty warned.
"He cums easy."
"Yeah, I found that out a little bit ago."
"Look at him," the blond laughed. "He's going nuts."
The dog was writhing and humping his back as Shirley stroked him. She had a rhythm going now, her forefinger and thumb forming a soft circle that she moved the full length of Browny's cock shaft.
"I want to watch it happen," she whispered to Misty. "I want to see what it looks like coming out!"
"Aw, I wanted him to do something to me!  If you make him cum, he won't be hard for a while."
"Well, I guess you're right." Shirley withdrew her hand.  The dog's cock looked huge! Too big to fit into slender Misty's cunt.  But the bouncy little blond straddled Browny's body and, with her knees bent sharply, she began to lower her open cunt toward the dog's cock.
"Hold it up, will you, Shirley?"
Shirley used her well-oiled fingers to hold Browny's cock up at the right angle. Now the tip was nearly touching Misty's bright-pink pussy flesh. Now it was gliding between the plump outer lips, then the smaller, daintier inner ones.
"Ohhhh, that's so hot to feel!" Misty groaned.
"He likes it!" Shirley panted. She couldn't help but squeeze the dog's cock a little as she guided it into her best friend's hole. Misty rocked her narrow hips from side to side as the streamlined barb of dog meat opened her muscles.  There was a slippery sound as her cunt sucked him up inside.
"Whhhhuuhhh!" Misty sighed, moving her bottom wildly for a moment. As her hole cinched down around Browny's shaft, the dog yipped and plunged. He was still on his back, his paws making red marks across Misty's chest. She didn't seem to mind. She lowered her small, firm tits against her pet's mouth and he began to lick them as if her nipples were especially good-tasting.
"God, I wish he was doing that to me," Shirley sighed, remembering all too vividly how the dog's tongue had felt sliding across her swollen tits.
"Ohhh," Misty gasped, lowering herself another few inches. "He's big! I never thought it would feel like this going in."
"How does it feel?"
"It's throbbing," the young blond moaned.  "It's getting bigger all the time. It's kind of caught inside me! Ohhhhh, shit! Ohhhh, that feels wonderful."
"He's trembling all over," Shirley said, caressing the dog's balls as he fucked himself upward from the bed, trying to get more of his cock into Misty's soft, tight pussy.
"Mmmmmmm, he's doing it good! He likes me, Shirley!
Ohhh, look at him licking my titties now!"
"He should like you, considering all the free meals you've given him."
"That was different. That was just licking." Misty whimpered. "This is fucking."
"Oh, wow! I can see him going in and out of your cunt, Misty."
"And I can feel it! God, he's huge!"
Misty wriggled around like someone was branding her.  Shirley began to shiver with desire. She put a finger into her own pussy and slowly finger-fucked herself while she watched Browny straining to fuck Misty, who hovered over him.
"Uhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh," the slim blond gasped. Shirley longed to be doing what her friend was doing. She was glad to see that Misty was going to cum. She was going to come very soon.

CHAPTER FIVE

Misty had lowered herself until her knees were sprawled out to the side and her cunt stretched so wide that every fold and lump was exposed. A steamy, musky smell filled the room as she pressed her pussy down onto the squirming dog's rigid cock. He barked loudly and bit Misty's shoulder. She didn't seem to mind.
"Gonna come, Shirley! Ohhhh, it's nice!  His cock is beautiful!"
It was beautiful, too! Shirley couldn't keep her eyes off of it. Though she only saw a little at a time, she could see the throbbing veins that were filling the tip with blood.  She could see Misty's perfect, pink little pussy all pooched out, the muscles trembling as they squeezed around the hot dog prick.
"Uhhh, uhhhhh," Misty cried out, shivering as her arms went around Browny's body.  She let her weight down against him, hugging him as she kissed his lolling tongue. Her ass jumped and danced over the beast's loins and Browny's cock went in and out with his rhythmic hunching movements.
As Misty came, she rolled to the side and Browny's cock popped free of her pussy. He was jerking violently, whimpering as if someone were torturing him. Shirley reached out with her oily fingers and caught the bobbing, red shaft.
She kept the dog on his back while she worked her hand up and down. Grabbing the baby oil, she poured more of it onto Browny's cock. Her jacking movements made a slurpy noise now and the dog let his tongue hang out as his eyes rolled back in his head.
"He's gonna cum," Shirley squealed, feeling the throbbing power against her palm. She was totally transfixed by the way Browny's cock looked. It was jumping faster, the blood darkening the whole length of the shaft.  Shirley squeezed, letting her thumb and first finger sink into the spongy, feverish shaft.
The dog quivered as if he'd been struck by lightning.  Shirley watched a whitish droplet appear at the tip of his prick and ooze down.  In another second, the first hot spurt of cum jumped out. Some of it got on Shirley's arm and, as the next spurt jetted, Misty gave a cry of surprise as her tummy was wetted.
The dog was barking and yipping and squirming around.  Sometimes he tried to lick the place where Shirley's fingers were petting and squeezing. Failing to do that, he'd stretch and shudder and whine. It was obvious to Shirley that it felt good to him. Her palm tingled with excitement as she continued to smear the baby oil up and down, up and down.
"What a mess," Misty said, wrinkling her short nose.
Shirley was mopping up what the dog had spilled. Her heart
was pounding from having witnessed something so strange. She
felt as if she'd broken an ancient taboo. She'd handled a
dog's cock and let him spill his hot cream all over the
place. She'd let a dog fuck her! She shivered with this
secret and wicked knowledge
"God, when he started spurting that stuff all over the place," Misty sighed, "I thought of how it almost went into me. I wish it had."
"I felt that before," Shirley said, glancing shyly at her friend. She wanted to tell Misty about the other time.  The time Ed's dog had attacked her in the basement of the sandwich shop. She remembered her very first experience too, when the big Doberman had licked her. That was what had started all this.
"What were you thinking about?" Misty wanted to know.
"You had the strangest look on your face."
Shirley blushed and shook her head. What she'd been thinking about was too erotic for casual conversation. She'd been thinking of Hal's dog. She remembered Hal screwing her mother and wondered how it would feel to have Hal's Doberman licking her hot little cunt wet and then forcing his big, red cock deep into her body.
"Whatever you're thinking," Misty giggled, "it must be good."
When her friend had interrupted for the second time, Shirley's thoughts had strayed even more daringly. She'd been holding Phantom's cock in her hand, her mouth so close to it that she was breathing on the glossy, throbbing surface.  In the daydream, her tongue had flicked out and.
"No," she said, shaking her head hard.
Misty was massaging Browny's cock. "It's going to be a while. He's worn himself out."
Shirley wiped the baby oil from her palm and walked around the room. She'd been looking forward to having more fun with Browny, but now that her thoughts had strayed to other things, she felt a strange, unexplained burning deep inside her. She was breathless and nervous and a little dizzy too.
"Misty, I still want to spend the night with you," she said, "but I should run home and get a few things." Misty shrugged.
"Sure."
Shirley was already pulling on her clothes.  "I won't be too long."
"You'd better hurry back if you want your turn with Browny. If I get too horny, I'm going to see if he'll jump up on my back."
"I'll hurry," Shirley promised.
When she got to her mother's apartment, she used her own key to get in. The place seemed quiet, but her mother's door was closed. She went to press her ear against it, listening for any sounds at all. Finally, unable to hear a thing, Shirley turned the knob.  Gingerly, she eased the door open.
Spread out on the bed, lay Hal. The only thing he had on was the bottom of his pajamas and, through the opening in front, Shirley could see his cock. It was half hard and looked hot and heavy. From behind the bed, a black, sleek head lifted and amber eyes scanned her.
Shirley put her finger to her lip to warn the dog not to bark. He didn't. He came around the bed, his tail giving only the slightest wag to let her know he knew who she was.  Shirley opened the door wide enough to let Phantom out of the bedroom and quickly closed it again.
"I wonder where my mother went," she whispered. Inside her shorts, her panties were growing very wet. Phantom looked up, his tongue sliding across her knee. Shirley realized that she'd made a conscious decision to come back to be with this dog. She was drawn helplessly to the sleek black beast. Her fingers clenched and unclenched as she gazed down at him. By now, Phantom was licking her upper thigh.
"You want me, don't you, Phantom?"
The dog made a whining noise in his throat as if he understood exactly what she said. She put a hand out and dug her fingers into the dense black fur at the back of the Doberman's neck.
"I want you too," she whimpered. "Even though I know it's wrong."
There was a rustling sound in her mother's bedroom and Shirley pushed Phantom away and tried to compose herself.  After a moment, Hal came out, pulling on his robe as he saw her.
"Hi, Shirley. I thought I heard someone in here."
Shirley swallowed and tried to appear as if she weren't trembling all over, as if she weren't wet between her thighs.  Phantom had smelled her lusty scent and was nosing around her again. Hal gave a sharp command and the dog withdrew a few steps.
"Horny bastard," Hal laughed as Shirley looked down at her hands. She'd had another glimpse of the man's cock just before he'd closed his robe. It made her think of being mounted. It made her think of Ed's dog and the way it had held her neck while slamming its haunches forward to bury that glistening, feverish cock in her pussy.
"You look a little flushed," Hal said, going to the little bar that separated the kitchen from the living room.  He jiggled some ice cubes around and dropped them in a couple of glasses. Shirley sat down. She couldn't get her eyes off that damned dog! What was happening to her anyway?
"Where did my mother go?"
"Downtown shopping. I'm supposed to meet her for lunch in a couple of hours. I guess I'll have this drink and jump in the shower." He brought Shirley the other glass. The scotch had been watered by the melting ice. Although it seemed bitter at first taste, she knew she needed it. She took a healthy swallow and smiled her thanks up at Hal.
"I don't drink anything stronger than a coke."
"Well, you looked as if you needed that." Hal wandered away to the bathroom, his drink in his hand. As soon as he'd closed the door and started the water running, Phantom padded across the room toward Shirley.
She gulped the rest of her drink and put her hands out as if to stop him. The dog nibbled her fingers, his hot, smooth tongue making her shiver. She shook her head, her cunt throbbing now.
"Why did I ever come over here?" she whimpered, getting up suddenly. "I should have been stronger. I can't go around playing with dogs like this."
Shirley went quickly to her room and shut the door.  Leaning against it she felt safe for the moment. At least those bright eyes wouldn't be staring at her, undressing her.  Phantom was almost human in the way he could wear her down.
She heard him outside, scratching for her to let him in.
"No. Go away." The scratching continued and now the big Doberman was whining. It was almost as if he were speaking to her.  Shirley closed her eyes and put her hands over her ears. The dog's whimpering grew louder.  She was breathing so fast that the blood pounded through her temples. Her cunt was a mess. She could feel the silky crotch of her panties clinging between her plump, blood-swollen lips.
She went to her bed and stripped off her tennis shorts.  She pulled off her top too. She slipped a finger inside her panties and began to rub herself. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she continued to caress and pet the tender, swollen flesh between the lips of her pussy. Outside her door, Phantom was still scratching and whining. She let her eyes close as she imagined him licking her like he had that first time. Yet, now that she'd known the feeling of a dog's prick, she was half crazy to find out what it would be like to have Phantom fuck her.
"I must be losing my mind," she groaned, lying back on the bed, her heels hooked at the edge of her mattress as she spread her knees wide and got her fingers deeper in the moist, hot softness of her cunt. The sound of her doorknob turning made her sit up in fright.
She saw the knob turn, haltingly at first, then all the way. The door crashed open as Phantom's paws slid across the wood. Shirley had forgotten that Hal had taught the animal that little trick!
Phantom jumped and slammed the door shut again before coming for her. Shirley gave a little cry as he leaped, his front paws knocking her onto her back on the bed. He pinned her shoulders while his hot tongue washed over her tits until the nipples rose and she tossed her head back and forth.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhh, god!"
By now, Phantom's haunches were plunging and his big cock slid out of its furry sheath. It was enormous, bigger even than Shirley had remembered. She'd seen it when the dog had licked her that other time, but now Phantom's cock was pointed directly toward her hot little hole. He worked his body between her thighs and instead of kicking at him, or trying to close her legs, Shirley drew a shuddery breath and brought her knees back until they almost touched her tits.
The big Doberman gave a quick movement and she felt the tip of his cock slide up along her dripping crevice. The shimmering thrills were so intense that she began to do a slow, sexy dance with her ass on the edge of the mattress.
Phantom's cock was pulled back, sliding downward across her clit and finally between the thin, dainty folds of flesh just above her hole. Shirley trembled violently, her fingers curling deep in the dog's neck fur. She knew she wasn't completely sane right now. She was too hungry for the tickling, rubbing feeling of Phantom's flesh against hers.  She wiggled her ass from side to side, letting her satin-smooth pussy caress his tip.
The dog yipped and moved his haunches, searching with that hot barb of dog meat, searching for her hole. He found it, easing the flared tip of his cock into the opening as Shirley gave a weak cry. She knew she was going to get it now! The Doberman had her where he wanted her. His big paws held her down while he licked her face and neck and tits. His haunches moved forward gently, as if he wanted to make sure he was getting into her. Shirley felt her muscles being plowed apart. She was so slick down there! Her belly went taut as she rocked her hips slowly, her mouth open, eyes glazed with lust.
"Ahhhh, ahhhhhh, Phantom!"
The dog jerked forward, his back humping up slightly with the movement. The sound of Shirley's juicy cunt opening made her give a gurgle of excitement and dig her fingers yet deeper into the animal's neck.
"Fuck me, Phantom," she growled, her teeth bared. She plunged her ass up and down, spreading her bent knees as wide as she could get them. Her cunt juices leaked down the crack of her ass, wetting the bed under her bed.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhh, fuck me now!"
The big dog turned his head, his teeth closing down softly around her neck. The bite was firm, but tender. A thrill of lust ran through Shirley's young body and she began to pant louder than before. The dog was getting ready to do exactly what she wanted. He was going to fuck her!
"Yessssssssss . . . " she breathed, her hands sliding down between their bodies. She touched the red, slick cock that was poised there at the slick opening of her cunt. She felt along the dog's throbbing shaft until she'd found his sheath and the heavy, hot balls that hung below. Circling her fingers around them, she urged the animal gently forward.
He closed his jaws a little tighter around her neck and then his back humped up suddenly as he thrust. Shirley gave a choked sigh and her legs kicked high into the air as her pussy was filled with Phantom's thick cock.
"Nhhuu-uh-uh-uh . . ." she groaned, working her hips around furiously.
The Doberman kept stabbing her with his prick, doing it so slowly that Shirley whimpered for more. Her hands still clung to his fat, hot balls and she touched the place where his slick, pulsing shaft was sliding between-the lips of her cunt.
"Oh, god . . ."
Shirley sighed and flopped her head again.  She couldn't move much with Phantom holding her neck, but the steady thrusting of his cock into her pussy was driving her wild.  Her pussy muscles tightened around his prick and she put both arms around the powerful animal's neck.
"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh," she groaned, pumping her ass up and down against the thrusts.  Her juices spilled out more than ever and the slick sound of the dog fucking her made Shirley take Phantom's ear between her teeth.
Phantom took his mouth away from her neck and began to lick her chin. She kissed him, her tongue wetting his black muzzle and sliding between his teeth. The dog's tongue went into her mouth and she sucked it as her hips plunged and rocked. Shirley couldn't believe how thrilling it was to fuck this big, black dog. She had her legs scissored around his body now as he plunged atop her. Each thrust forced his raw, throbbing prick into the tender depths of her pussy.
The way her cunt was milking the dog's big cock excited Shirley even more. It seemed to be hungry for the hot meat it was being fed.  Shirley licked Phantom's mouth again as his tongue stroked along her lips. Her fingers held his shoulders, feeling the rippling muscles moving as he thrust again and again. Her heels dug along his back. It was a fantastic fucking, a fucking she'd never forget!
"Ohhhhhh, uhhhhh, so good, so damned good."
Pumping rhythmically, Shirley rubbed her hot, swollen pussy up and down against that rigid shaft the dog kept putting into her. She was going to cum. She couldn't hold out for another second!
"Uhhh, ahhhhh . . . Phantom!" Shirley's ass began to jerk up and down so fast that her breath came from her lungs in quick little puffs. She chewed the dog's furry neck, her whimpers loud and strained as her pussy swelled fat with blood. Her flesh squeezed the dog's cock tighter and he yipped and squirmed and fucked her faster than ever.
"Ohhh, Phantom, don't stop! Don't ever stop!"

CHAPTER SIX

Shirley had never moved so fast in her life.  She was fucking the big Doberman with every bit of energy and strength she had. She couldn't get enough of his cock as it went deep into her tight, slippery hole. She felt him shudder, excited by her pussy's grip on him. Shirley gave a weak sigh and her body twisted convulsively. She was cumming.
The waves of pleasure made her back arch up sharply from the bed. She rubbed her clit against the dog's body as she let his tongue go deep into her mouth. In her excitement, Shirley even squirted a droplet or two of pee.  It was the wildest, hottest fuck she'd ever had.
She felt her big doggy lover's cock spurt suddenly, felt his body struggling in her embrace. Tightening her thighs around his slender body, she kept him deep as the rich, white cum filled her and 'overflowed from around the edges of her cunt. By now, the sound of their movements was more slippery and sexy than ever.
Shirley didn't hear the door open. She didn't know Hal was standing there watching until she heard him yell at his dog.
"Out, Phantom. Out of the room."
"What? Ohhhhhhh, my god. . ." Shirley rolled onto her belly as the dog withdrew his cock. She felt a last spurt of cum wet the back of her thighs. Hal was cursing his dog, driving him from the room. She wanted to die! How could she face him? She wriggled under a sheet, hiding her face away.
It did no good. Hal stripped the bed and jerked her around by her shoulder. She covered her eyes, crying hard now.
"What was going on here, Shirley?" Hal asked. "Did he hurt you?" His eyes took in her nakedness and the bright, swollen gleam of her pussy. The dog's cum was everywhere, it seemed. Shirley kept crying, hoping to hide what had really taken place. It wasn't working. Hal's expression changed, his eyes narrowing.
"Phantom didn't do anything you didn't want him to do, did he?" He shook her hard.  "Well, did he?"
"Don't . . ."
"Answer me, you little slut. You got my dog in here and fucked him, didn't you?" He shook her so hard her teeth rattled. She blurted a muffled yes.
"I didn't mean for it to happen."
Hal wasn't talking anymore. His hands felt so hot, hot and hard. He ran his fingers over her cummy thigh and smeared the cream across her tummy. She was still panting, her cunt fresh from cumming.
"Get down on your hands and knees," Hal commanded.  Shirley slipped to the floor and did what he said. She was still crying, but not very convincingly. Hal jerked his robe off and tossed it on the bed. She didn't want to look.  He knelt behind her and she felt his fingers tracing the swollen bloom of her pussy.
"Arch your back more," he told her.  Shirley arched her back downward until her cunt was pushed out as far as it would go. Hal turned his head and kissed her there, his tongue flicking along the tender, cummy surfaces. Without warning, he mounted her, his arms squeezing her waist as he fit his cock into her pussy and pushed.
The slick flesh between her lips gave easily and she grunted deep in her throat as she took half of Hal's prick into her body. He was wild, half-crazy from having found her ravished by Phantom. He was taking Phantom's place now, plunging his cock faster, biting her neck and shoulders.
"Uhhhh, Hal!"
"You love it. You were born to fuck. I've been looking at you and I've seen Phantom looking at you. It was just a matter of time . . ."
"Uhhh, ohhhh, it's so big!"
"Feel it going in? Feel how deep it's going?"
"Oh, god, Hal! You can't do this! You can't do this to me."
Hal bit her harder, his hands sliding under her body, smoothing her belly, then digging into it. Shirley squirmed, gasping as the friction of his big cock brought a new kind of pleasure to her cunt.
The soft bump of Hal's balls against her mound made her shiver. She was bracing her weight on outstretched arms as the big man plowed and thrust against her asscheeks. His cock was making a slick sound as it penetrated her pussy to the hilt. When he drew it out, he pulled it slowly, the flared ridge of his tip gouging thrills from her youthful flesh.
"Ahhh, ahhhhhh," she cried, unable to ignore the pleasure that rippled on the insides of her thighs and deep in her belly. She began to rock her hips from side to side, her head hung down between her arms now.
"Get it good, you little slut. You can feel it good, can't you?"
"Oh, yesssss!"
"You love it, don't you? Every damned inch?"
"I I-I-love it."
Shirley began to move faster. Her ass lurched up and down in a frenzy as that big, hot cock stabbed into her excited hole. Her muscles stripped Hal's prick shaft, pulling the blood toward the tip where his cock was swelling into a sensitive, spongy knob. He clutched her small waist and gave a growl deep in his throat. For an instant Shirley remembered Phantom and her mind did flip flops. She was getting it from dog and master. Which one was best?
"When I'm through," Hal panted, "I want you to take on my dog again."
"Uhhhhh," was all Shirley could say. She was about to cum. The fast, hard fucking Hal had given her had pushed her close to that tingling edge where sanity and madness seemed to meld into one. She bucked around under him, her arms shaking and almost giving under the weight that pressed so hard against her back. She bit her lip as the first hot jolt of ecstasy went through her.
"Uhhh, you're getting tight, baby!" Hal breathed.
Deep inside her, Shirley felt the velvety surfaces caressing the head of Hal's prick. The tip of his cock was so swollen it was almost stuck in her. But as she writhed, she petted it with slickness, with heat. Hal shuddered and lifted his chest away from her back.
He held onto her jerking, rolling hips as his body became erect. His ass lurched forward and back, driving his bulging cockhead the last inch into her young pussy. Shirley felt his fingers digging into the fronts of her hips.
"Babeeeee!" he gasped and his cock jerked inside her.
"Nhhhhuuhhh," Shirley cried, still cumming.  Her cunt muscles squeezed the base of his cock, milking the first stream of cum into her body.
"God damn!" Hal moaned, pumping hard, his body swaying backward as his knees slipped on the floor. He fucked Shirley harder, his muscles trembling with the excitement of the moment.
Cum was spurting everywhere. Her insides were already full of what Phantom had given her and now with Hal's hot stuff pumping in, her pussy overflowed. Hot, slick streams oozed down her thighs. The sloppy sound of Hal's prick stabbing in and out made Shirley feel as if she could almost cum again.
"Ohhh, Hal! If my mother ever finds out about this . .
."

"But she won't, will she? She won't because you don't want her to know what you were doing with my dog."
"Ahhhh," Shirley groaned, her cunt still throbbing with the tantalizing thrills that Hal had caused. Her muscles were still tightening around the man's cock, trying to milk all the cum he had.
"You sweet little cunt," Hal groaned, pressing his chest against her back once again. He kissed and nibbled at the nape of her neck while he kept pumping gently. The insides of her thighs were glossy with the cum of Phantom and his master.
The ringing phone seemed to cut through the room like a buzz saw. Shirley gave a little cry as Hal jerked his cock free of her clasping pussy and stumbled to the table to answer it.  After a few mumbled words, he hung up.
"It looks as if I won't have time to watch you and Phantom go at it again. Your mother's on the way home."
"I've got to get out of here," Shirley whimpered, struggling to get up. She could hardly stand. Hal had to help her to the bathroom. He started the shower going and pushed her in under the spray.
"I'll clean up the other room while you get washed," he said. "And remember, not a word of any of this."
"No, I won't say anything." How could she? How could she dare?
Shirley got her clothes back on, hardly knowing what she was doing. She went down the steps and out into the street, her mind still dazed and her cunt tingling. She was thankful not to meet her mother on the sidewalk.  Shirley took a shortcut to Misty's trailer. She felt giddy and a little weak. It was as if she were living a strange dream. A dream that had taken over her own, rather boring, life.
When she knocked at Misty's trailer, a soft voice told her to come in. She found her petite, blond friend sprawled on the bed, her knees bent and spread apart while Browny lapped at her swollen, pink cunt.
"He's still trying to get one up," Misty said in a matter-of-fact way.
"What have you been doing?" Shirley asked, feeling a shiver of excitement as she watched Browny's tongue search out the delicate bumps and hollows of her friend's pussy.
Shirley wasn't even conscious of what she was doing as she slipped her shorts down, then her panties. She was hot already, watching Misty's big brown dog eating at her cunt.  When Browny jumped down from the bed and went to sit in the corner and lick on his somewhat-wilted cock, another emotion jolted through Shirley.
She was standing by the edge of the bed, looking down at Misty's small, naked body.  Shirley found Misty looking at her in the strangest way, a small, shy smile beginning at the corners of her mouth.
"You look nice naked," Misty said, voice breathy.
"You look nice too," Shirley replied. She got onto the bed and put her fingers on her friend's thigh. She was shaking now, afraid to meet Misty's gaze again. She was panting too.
"Kiss it," Misty said, a soft whimpering sound coming after the request. "Please kiss it for me, Shirley!"
As if she'd never had a doubt in her mind, Shirley bent her head down. She could smell Misty's sweet musk and this excited her all the more. Without further thought, Shirley pressed her lips against Misty's clit and began to suck it.
"Ohhhhh wow! Ohhhh, Shirley, that's wonderful!"
Shirley gave a little growl and burrowed deeper into the slick, hot folds of Misty's pussy. She thought of herself as a hungry dog.  The idea made her nipples tingle and her cunt was throbbing with a new excitement. She almost wished she had a prick to stick into Misty's sweet little hole.
At least she could push her tongue inside the muscled opening. She did this, tongue-fucking and licking as the small blond writhed around and made strange, hot sounds.
"Whhhhuuhhh, Shirley! Ohhh, don't stop!"
Shirley kissed her way back to Misty's clit.  As she sucked it deep between her teeth, Misty humped her back down into the bed and clutched Shirley's head with both hands. She ground her slim hips around, smearing Shirley's face with her hot musk.
"Ohhh, nice!" sighed Misty.
"Roll over," Shirley whispered, grabbing a hairbrush from the bed table. With Misty on her stomach, ass stuck up in the air, Shirley probed with the rounded tip of the handle until she'd opened the dainty folds around the blonde's hole.  Gingerly, she inserted the brush handle, working it in and out while her friend's ass muscles tensed.
"Uuuhhhh, Shirley, it feels like you're a dog or something . . ."
To make the fantasy more realistic, Shirley growled and bit one of Misty's asscheeks while she shoved the brush handle in and out of her tight cunt. She could feel Misty's muscles pulling at the brush, nearly taking it from Shirley's grasp.
"Like that?" she asked in a husky voice.
"Yes!" Misty sighed back.
Shirley got between Misty's spread thighs and pressed her body down against her back.  Her tits pressed Misty's skin and Shirley found a place to bite. As she nibbled and chewed the nape of Misty's neck, she plunged the brush handle in and out. Misty squirmed wildly now, her head flopping from side to side as the brush penetrated her.
In their wild moment, both girls forgot who was supposed to be passive, who aggressive.  Shirley found herself being pushed to the side as Misty turned and faced her. The brush was still inside Misty's cunt, but she was on top, forcing Shirley's hands up over her head as the eager blond kissed her hot, swollen nipples.  Shirley writhed happily from the caresses as Misty smeared spit across her chest and rolled her hips down hard against Shirley's body.  The brush slipped out but neither of them could bother retrieving it.
"Uhhh, Shirley, do me with your fingers!"
"Do me too!" Shirley cried.
Kissing and biting each other, each found the other's cunt and a wet, slick finger-fucking began. Shirley could get only two of her fingers inside her friend's pussy, but knew there were three fingers being forced into her own. Misty kissed her mouth and Shirley sucked her friend's tongue. They rolled around wildly, Shirley on top, then on bottom.  Sometimes her legs were squeezed between Misty's, sometimes she squeezed her blond friend's thighs between her own.
"Ohh, ohhhhh!" Misty sighed, as Shirley's forefinger flicked her clit rhythmically.
"Nhhhhuuhhhh," Shirley sighed back as Misty cupped her hand against her pussy and used a slow, circular movement to rub all of Shirley's swollen flesh. Their tongues flicked together as their passion soared upward.
"I'm gonna cum if we keep doing this!" Shirley cried.  She was on top again, her ass rising and falling as she pumped it against Misty's clawing fingers. She didn't know Browny had leaped onto the bed until she felt his tongue against her ass.
"Browny!" Misty squealed, her eyes bright with new ideas.  The dog had already wet Shirley's ass and cunt. He dropped his belly, bending his legs to reach her. Shirley gave an excited moan. She could feel Browny probing with the slick tip of his cock, probing for that tight, wet opening in her body. Misty's fingers found the probing stiffness and pulled it down to fit it into the right place.
"Yaaaaaahhhhhh," Shirley sighed, her ass pushed up high, her slim back arched. As Browny lunged, spearing her with six inches of hot, dog cock, Misty licked her titties and squirmed around under her. Shirley had never felt anything quite like it.
"Make him fuck me too," Misty begged, pushing her mound up so that both their cunts were very close together.
As Browny pulled his cock back, Shirley jerked free of him and, with trembling fingers, forced his cock down to Misty's hot and seepy cunt. As the dog thrust again, his prick entered Misty and her mouth went slack, eyes rolling upward.
"Whhhhhhuuhh," she moaned, pumping furiously under Shirley's weight.
The dog's cock slipped free after half a dozen strokes and, once again, Shirley's fingers were ready to guide it back into her own pussy. She hunched wildly, her hips see-sawing and plunging as the dog skewered her, his teeth closing on her shoulder.
"God, this is far out!" Misty sighed.
"Yeah . . ."
Both girls wriggled, Shirley enjoying the dog for the moment, but Misty's fingers reaching up to circle the stabbing prick shaft of her pet.  She was ready to jerk it downward when the dog pulled back far enough.
"Uhhhh," Shirley moaned, pumping faster.  Her clit was on fire. Misty was licking her nipples and biting her tits and rubbing her belly around under her own. Shirley was in a dazed, frenzied state as Browny's long cock kept probing the swollen flesh inside her adolescent body.
"Now!" Misty squealed as the tip of Browny's cock was exposed. She jerked his shaft across Shirley's clit, forcing it into her own, swollen hole. Her pet lurched and shivered and Shirley could tell by the look in Misty's eyes that his sleek, red cock had stabbed through the tight constriction of her muscles.
"Ohh, ohhhh, ohhhhhh!" Misty sighed, pumping faster until she gave a little cry and began to suck in air like she was about to suffocate.
The dog lurched again and his cock slipped back down into Shirley's cunt. She was getting it from behind while she rubbed her body against Misty and kissed the young blonde's face. Misty was gone, her ass working rhythmically, even though Browny's cock wasn't fucking her anymore. Shirley helped with her fingers, pushing up into the silky flesh inside her best friend's pussy.
Browny's fucking movements became so wild that Shirley knew she was very close to cumming herself. She dug at Misty's cunt and kissed her while the slim, small blond bucked and groaned and came. Only seconds after-ward, Browny's gouging cock tip brought the same pleasure through Shirley's body.
"Nhhhhaaaaahhh," she babbled, writhing uncontrollably, her back arched sharply to push her cunt up for the fucking the dog was giving her.
"It's good, isn't it?" Misty breathed, a dazed smile on her lips.
The two girls kissed while Shirley came.  Browny still gripped the back of her neck in his strong jaws and it felt fantastic to be rubbing nakedly against Misty's warm body while she was getting dog-fucked.
For a long time afterward, the three of them sprawled on Misty's bed. Misty had slept for a few minutes, but now she had awakened again and was fondling Browny's cock. He lay exhausted, his prick retracted into its furry sheath. He seemed no longer interested in anything pertaining to sex.
"I'm not tired yet, are you?" Misty asked.
"I'm never tired of this sort of thing." She gave Misty a shy look. "That was far out, wasn't it? I mean, what you and I just did."
"It just happened. I've never really thought of all three of us going at it together."
"Me neither. I'm glad nobody knows about this except you and me and Browny."
Misty pushed a foot against her dog's belly.
"But look at him. He's wiped out."
For an instant, Shirley almost blurted everything that had happened to her when she'd gone home. She could remember getting fucked by Phantom, then Hal, and she recalled his promise to make her do it with the Doberman again while he watched. These thoughts made her shiver with excitement.
"Know any other dogs around?" Misty asked, as if reading her mind.
"Sure," Shirley said. Misty's eyes lit up at that information.
"Jake! Big Ed's dog!" Misty made a face, wrinkling up her nose. "I'll bet he wouldn't know how to do it."
"You're wrong about that," Shirley said.  Gathering her nerve, she went on to tell Misty about that time in the basement of the sandwich shop. She tried to put in lots of detail, especially when she got to the size of Jake's cock.  Misty was almost drooling as she listened.
"He fucked you and you never even told me."
"I was embarrassed. I guess I just don't care anymore."
"But how will we get Jake off by himself?" Misty wanted to know. She was fingering her swollen cunt. Her body was flushed with excitement.
"You don't think Ed knows Jake is like that, do you?"
Shirley asked.
"I doubt it. Maybe we could offer to walk Jake. He never gets out of that shop much."
Shirley clapped her hands. "It just might work." She licked her lips. "Yes, it just might."
"But where can we take him? We can't chance doing it at your place, can we?" Misty frowned and continued to rub her pussy.  Shirley could see how swollen her friend's clit had become.
"Why not right here? Your folks are always gone during the day, aren't they?"
Misty nodded. "I sure hope the neighbors don't get suspicious."
"Of what?" Shirley laughed. "There's no law against two girls taking a dog into a trailer."
"No," Misty sighed. "But there are laws against what we're gonna do to him once he's on my bed." Both girls giggled and hugged each other excitedly. Shirley's heart beat fast just thinking about the lusty party they were planning.

CHAPTER SEVEN

The following day at Big Ed's, both girls made a special effort to show how much they liked Jake. When Misty suggested to Ed that his dog looked bored, he just shrugged and went back to dishwashing. Shirley was having a hard time keeping her hands to herself.  When she petted the big, furry hound, he whimpered and worked his ass around and Shirley could almost feel his slick, pulsing cock going between her plump cuntlips.
"God, Ed, you're mean. The poor dog never gets any exercise," Misty said.
"Oh, he gets enough." Ed didn't seem bothered by his pet's lack of exercise.
"But he needs a long walk. He needs a romp," Shirley put in.
"Yeah, Ed. Really.
Ed turned and gave each of them a long look. For a moment, Shirley was afraid the big man had seen through their little plot. She trembled, her cunt pulsing hot and hard against her panty crotch. Then Ed shrugged again. He was always shrugging.
"So who's gonna give him all this exercise you're talking about?"
"We will," the girls said, nearly in unison.  "We'll give him a walk," Shirley added by herself.
"If you're so interested in Jake's welfare, go ahead," Ed said.
"We can take him over to the park," Misty said.
"We'll take good care of him?" Shirley added.
For an instant, Shirley thought she saw that suspicious look in Ed's eyes again. But after he'd turned away, the two girls winked at each other and went to find Jake's leash.  "See you later, Ed," they called, struggling to get the big dog through the door. Ed watched them go down the sidewalk, a puzzled look on his face. Shirley wrapped the leash around her hand one more time to make sure Jake wouldn't make a break for it.
It took them a few blocks to get the big dog used to the idea of the leash. At last, he was padding along close by, not quite so much out of control as before.
"Just imagine how big he is," Misty whispered, glancing under his belly at the furry sheath that still hid his cock.
"It went into me so deep, I thought I was gonna have a baby," Shirley sighed back.
They cut across a couple of vacant lots and headed toward Misty's trailer. When they turned into the yard, both of them felt the sudden letdown. Loud music was coming from the trailer, and Shirley could hear Misty's mother talking a mile a minute.
"She's brought her boss home for lunch," Misty said, shaking her head in anger. "He likes to get a lunchtime quickie every so often and my ma is always happy to oblige.  They probably won't even go back to work this afternoon."
Shirley took that to mean that Misty's mother would be using all available fucking space. They both looked longingly at the big dog they had for the afternoon.
"Well, where do we take him now?" Shirley whined.
"I know," Misty chirped. "That big warehouse on Muggles street. It's been abandoned for years. Nobody will be around."
"I guess we don't have any choice," Shirley agreed. The two of them started off again, pulling, then being pulled by Jake as he made his way down the sidewalk like a Sherman tank. His shoulders came up to Shirley's waist and it gave her a trembling feeling to know that the huge beast had fucked her once already. She could hardly wait to have another go at him.
"Turn here," Misty said when they got to Oak. A few passing cars slowed as the drivers craned to look at the two teenaged girls struggling to control such a big dog.
"I keep getting the feeling that everybody in town knows what we're up to," Misty said as they neared the old warehouse.
"I get the same feeling. It's silly of course.  Isn't it?"
"Yeah. I think so."
The first door was nailed up and they had to go around to the rear. A broken gate let them into the junky yard and they found an open door. Looking around nervously, Shirley hoped some snoopy neighbor wasn't watching. Yet, what would they see but two girls taking a big dog into an abandoned warehouse? To Shirley, even that was enough! She felt her cunt throb as they closed the door behind them and gazed around in the dusty stillness of the place.
"Let's find a smaller room. Some place we can have a little privacy."
The big dog pushed his mouth against Misty's shorts, whimpering as he smelled the musky scent in her crotch.  Shirley dipped a finger between the lips of her pussy and smeared it across the animal's black muzzle.  He licked her fingers and his cock slid out of his sheath.
"He's ready," Shirley said in a husky voice.
"I am too," Misty sighed. "Come on."
Jerking the leash, they went through the debris and rubble and found a small room near one corner of the old building. There were lots of tarps piled around, some of them clean enough to use as a bed. Shirley arranged things while Misty clung to the dog's leash. They couldn't risk letting the animal go yet. Not until they were sure he knew exactly what they wanted. Then they wouldn't need the leash.  Shirley's heart pounded.
"That's good enough. Let's see if Jake is ready for some fun and games." Stripping her top over her head, she skinned down her shorts and panties too. The dog barked and almost knocked Shirley down.
She sat down hard on the pile of tarps and cocked her knees up, opening her pale, young thighs so that her cunt parted. The red flesh bloomed invitingly and Jake didn't waste any time burrowing his muzzle into the mushy, musk-scented softness.
Holding the big dog by his ears, Shirley murmured happily from the wet friction sliding across her excited pubes. Her clit throbbed, begging for lickin' from big Jake.  Jake went at the spot, whimpering at the smell and taste of her.
"He knows you, 'Misty nodded. "Maybe I can turn him on too."
Skinning off her own clothes, the slim blond straddled Jake's back and while he continued to lick Shirley, Misty circled his body with her arms. She found his slick, throbbing cock and began to rub it forward and back, exciting the dog quickly.
"He's going nuts," Shirley panted, her small tits pushed up proudly as she stretched her knees yet wider for the big dog. He lapped wildly at her streaming cunt while his cock slid in and out of the circle of Misty's fingers.  Shirley saw the look of lust on her friend's face.
"Get down on all fours and I'll bet he'll fuck you," Shirley suggested.
Misty wasted no time getting in position.  When Jake saw her, he spun around and put his front paws gingerly on the small girl's ass.  He bathed her cheeks with his tongue until Misty was squirming and begging him to take her.
"Ohhhh, I'm so excited," she whined to Shirley. "I hope he doesn't hurt me. He is awful big!"
"He's big, but it feels good going in. God, he's really a go-getter! Look!"
By now Jake had wet Misty's thighs and asscheeks and was starting down her back. He seemed to want her hot and slick for what was going to happen. The small, trembling girl licked her lips when he mounted and Shirley guided the dog's big cock forward so that the tip went into Misty's hole.
"You'd better get ready," she told her friend. "One hump, and you're fucked."
"Ohhhh, I'm scared. But I want it so bad."
"God, you should see how swollen the head of his cock is!"
"Uhhhh, make him fuck me," Misty cried, wiggling her ass from side to side. The wet sound of the dog's tip against her dripping hole was very sexy. Shirley gave the big dog a smart slap on his ass.
Jake lunged and the head of his cock went out of sight between Misty's cuntlips. The girl bucked and shuddered, her mouth open and her eyes wide with the shock. As the dog fucked deeper, he lifted Misty's knees off the ground.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhh, god!"
"He's really getting deep!"
"Uhhhhh, it's far out! Ohhh, Shirley, you were right!
It's wonderful!"
Misty tossed her hips around, her knees still hanging an inch above the tarps while Jake's big front paws cinched tighter around her waist to draw her hips back against the stabbing force of his fucking. He lunged with a steady jerking motion and, each time he lunged, Misty's cunt juice squirted out of her pussy and she was penetrated another inch.
"Glluuhhhh," she gasped, giving herself to the carnal act. Jake licked the nape of her neck until her hair was pushed away from her bare skin. Shirley knew why he did that.  She watched his jaws close on Misty's neck while he fucked her. This added thrill made the little blond squeal.
Misty was impaled on Jake's big cock. She flopped and writhed, her eyes dazed with the incredible thing that was happening to her.  The juice seeped from the edges of her pussy and Shirley could see that slick, red spear of dog meat sliding in and out.
"Oh, I can't wait until it's my turn."
"Nhhhuuhhhh," Misty sighed, her fingers digging at the tarp as the dog worked her over.  He was holding her neck in his wet mouth and this had an exciting effect upon both girls.  Shirley petted the fucking beast, feeling his powerful muscles working as she let her fingers trace back along his back and haunches.
"Wow, I can feel him putting it to you," she sighed.  Shirley let her hand slide under the dog's belly so she could touch his balls. The animal yipped and slammed his ass forward, skewering the wriggling Misty to the hilt.  Misty groaned deep in her throat and Shirley could see her cunt muscles squeezing down tightly around the base of Jake's fat prick.
Now, the big dog shuddered and his fucking movements became fast and jerky. He whimpered as he slobbered on Misty's neck.  The frail blond girl was whipping her ass from side to side as that spear went in and out of her. It was so hot and slick that it went in very deep. When it was deep like that, Shirley knew the head was swelling. She could see the look of rapture on Misty's cute face.
"Whhhhuuhh, ohhhh, Shirley, he's fucking the shit out of me!"
"He's gonna cum," Shirley panted, her fingers closing around Jake's furry balls. She wanted to squeeze the thick cream from them, squeeze it into her friend's tight little cunt.  Again, the big dog shuddered. He had let go of Misty's neck but his tongue was washing her back. Misty had her back humped up and her arms braced stiffly against the tarps. She was plunging her cunt back and forth against the frenzied fucking Jake was giving her.
"Cumming . . . " Misty sighed. She pawed the tarps and flung her ass up and down, Shirley caressed Jake's balls, letting her hand ride forward and back as he gave Misty every bit of what he had. The slippery sound of hard cock going into tight pussy made Shirley a bit weak. She wanted the same thing her friend was getting. She wanted it bad.
"Hurry, Misty," she urged, watching the muscles around the blonde's hole spasm. Misty couldn't reply. She was making strange gurgling noises deep in her throat and her movements had become convulsive and jerky.  She was cumming! Shirley fingered her own hot cunt and wished it was Jake's cock in her instead of her finger.
"Nhhhuuhhh," Misty groaned, shivering, her eyes pinched tightly shut. "Sooo goood!" Her arms had collapsed now and her face rested against the dusty tarp, her ass pushed high into the air. Jake still clutched her waist with his powerful front legs while his haunches rolled and bucked and thrust.  His shiny red cock could be easily seen as it disappeared into the velvety softness of Misty's young body and then reappeared again.
"Ahhh, ahhh, ohhhhhhhh!" Misty cried, moving so wildly she almost fell sideways off the piled-up tarps. Shirley helped keep her there, helped support the crazed dog, who was trying to give the petite blond his cock and both balls too.
Misty fell away suddenly, shivering and groaning and clutching her ravishing pussy.  Miraculously, Jake had still not spurted his hot cum. Shirley saw her chance and rolled the exhausted dog onto his back.
She wasted no time straddling his body and lowering her cunt down toward the long, sleek shape that glistened in the dim light of the warehouse. It was the most beautiful cock she'd ever seen. She fingered it, watching the head swell, feeling its pulse against her finger-tips. Gingerly, she worked her clit with the dog's hot tip, panting as her fever rose.
"Whhhhhuuhhh," she sighed, letting the tip slide into the muscled tenderness that was her hole. She let herself relax, pushing backward as she propped herself slowly, feeling each millimeter of friction as the dog's prick entered her pussy.
"There . . . ohhhh, yes! There!"
On his back, Jake seemed a bit confused.  But he was hunching, just like before. His tongue lolled across Shirley's tits as she lowered her body. She was propping herself on outstretched arms, her knees straddled wide, her pussy slowly surrounding the hot, throbbing meat that stabbed upward from the dog's belly.
With a gentle rocking motion, Shirley stabbed herself down on that lovely stiffness!  Cock! She was wild for cock!  Dog cock! It was the slickest, hottest cock going!
"Ohh, ohhhhhh, that's even better!" she groaned, aware that the head of Jake's prick was growing again, filling out inside as it stretched her.
Shirley had complete control of how deep she could let the dog's prick go. At first, she only let it enter her past the circle of muscles around her cuntlips. The dog's smooth tip stretched this part as the rhythmic pulse of excitement went through him. Shirley arched her narrow back and lowered her nipples toward his mouth again. As his wet licking sent shivers of lust through her, she rocked her hips from side to side and sat back a bit harder.
With a juicy sound, Jake's prick slid deeper.  He hunched eagerly, trying to stab her to the hilt. Shirley sighed and pulled herself away teasingly. The dog wet her tits again and again.
"Ohhh, you naughty, naughty dog!"
Her juices were flowing freely and her cunt blossomed out so that every tender hollow was exposed. She worked her ass steadily, enjoying the steady penetration as yet another inch of dog prick disappeared inside her pussy. Shirley reached back under her belly and fondled the animal's balls.  She circled his furry sheath with thumb and finger and began to jack him as she rocked forward and back.
By now, Misty had recovered enough to watch. She crouched close by, her eyes taking in everything as she swept her blond hair from her face with one small, dirty hand and licked her lips.
"It's good, isn't it?" Misty asked.
"Oh, yeah!"
"I could do it again. I swear I could."
"You can pretty soon, cause the way I feel now, I'm not gonna last much longer."
"Oh, Shirley, he's really going into you deep!"
"I know. I c-c-can feel it! God, the way his cock gets fat on the tip. Uhhhhh!"
"He's gonna cum!" Misty panted. "He's shivering all over."
Shirley had felt the shivering too. And she wanted very badly to reach the peak of her own excitement before Jake filled her with hot cream and then collapsed. She began to squirm faster, her ass lurching from side to side and then up and down. She couldn't move fast enough and she began to drool with the pleasure of the firm, slick cock inside her pussy.
Jake licked her nipples again, his teeth glistening as they clicked dangerously close to the tender, reddened nubs.  Shirley pressed her chest down hard, hoping he would bite them.  At this point, she didn't care about anything but cumming.
Jake nipped one nipple lightly, his fangs sinking into the blood-swollen flesh while Shirley squealed and rocked her body faster.  She was taking the full length of the beast's cock every time. The head would almost come out of her body before she sank back in a squirming, writhing way. To feel the stabbing heat of him going to the very end of her cunt-hole made her weak.
Instead of speeding up her movements, Shirley forced herself to slow them down. The dog's breathing went wild, but she could control his movements merely by squeezing his big, hot balls. She had the fingers of one hand circled around them as she braced her body with the other hand. Now she could perform the most exquisite movements of her ass as she gave the dog an inch or two of pussy and took it away from him. Misty was watching. Shirley do this with breathless wonder.
"Wow!" she kept saying, amazed at Shirley's ability to stretch her enjoyment out like that. But Shirley wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer. The throbbing, pulsing joy around her cunt was like nothing she'd ever felt. She was going to cum. She was going to cum hard.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Shirley's cum started at the beginning of her cunthole and shimmered back along Jake's rigid cock. The dog yelped and plunged and nipped again at Shirley's dangling tits. He got one in his mouth, his teeth sinking into the pale, white flesh as his tongue lolled wetly across the nipple.
Shirley's ass muscles contracted then. She was cumming so hard, even her asshole tingling with the consuming ecstasy.  The burning thrill stung her, stabbing through her bowels and belly and making her neck hair stand up. She wallowed sexily against the stiff, dog cock that impaled her. Her pussy was milking at it, sucking at it.
White cum burst into her body. She felt each spurt as if she were magically wired to the dog's nerves. The writhing beast was plunging upward, his haunches working to get every bit of soft heat that Shirley had. She dropped her body down, letting him spear to the very end of her hole. His prick was so deep that she could look down and see only fur. The red slickness was rammed way inside her! She closed her cunt muscles tightly around it and did a frenzied dance with her hips.
"Uhhh, uhhhh, ohhhhhh!"
"God!" Misty exclaimed, fingering her cunt as she watched Shirley fuck the big dog.
Shirley couldn't get enough of the keen thrills that swamped her. She plunged and fucked and wiggled as Jake's cock stabbed her. She milked the long, hot shaft, working her muscles rhythmically to force the hot cum to the head of the animal's prick where it spurted into her with a force she could actually feel. Each spurt made her give a little cry of joy and plunge her ass a bit faster.
The dog was going crazy. He had actually bitten Shirley's tit, but not hard enough to hurt her. She didn't care. She even gave him the other one to lick. Her belly rubbed across his furry chest. She plunged forward and back, feeling his balls with her right hand while she propped herself with the other elbow.
Suddenly, the fucking grew so wild that she and the dog rolled to their sides. Shirley got her legs around the dog's middle and kept fucking, her pussy extracting every last drop of hot cum. She could feel the suction inside herself as she pulled her belly in under her ribs and kept fucking. The spurts were still coming.  She was milking everything from the exhausted dog's balls.
Misty helped Shirley get loose from Jake's cock. It wasn't easy. The head of his prick was still very swollen and it gouged against Shirley's insides as she tried to pull away.  Finally, it came free of her with a soft sucking noise and a dribble of cum wet the crack of her ass.
"That was really far out," Misty said, looking at Shirley's cunt, then at the dog's cock. "I wonder how long it'll take before Jake's ready to go again?"
"We've got to take him back to Ed alive, you know," Shirley laughed.
"I know, but . . ."
"Oh, let him rest a while. Maybe he's worth a few more fucks." Shirley got up and wandered naked around the dusty room of the warehouse. Light streaked in through the broken roof, illuminating the damp, blond curls of Misty's cunt. Both of them smelled musky from their doggy games.  Misty wiggled into a pair of panties and opened the door to peer out into the warehouse itself. Shirley didn't bother to put on anything, but followed her blond friend amongst broken crates and curious machinery, all of it abandoned for one reason or another. Behind them, Jake lay exhausted in the storeroom.
"I wonder why this place isn't used anymore?" Misty wondered, looking strangely out of place amongst the dusty debris. Her white skin seemed to glow with a radiance of its own. Shirley followed her down between two walls of forgotten crates. They climbed around, feeling sexy in this odd environment, even though both of them had been so recently sated. Shirley was enjoying the freedom to wander around totally nude, her body smeared with dog cum, her cunt so swollen it rubbed when she walked.
"I feel like fucking some more," she told Misty.
"Do you think Jake might be up to it?" Misty grinned.
Neither girl had time to pursue her thoughts.  A patrol car went past the dirt-smeared window and they heard it stop at the front of the warehouse. Shirley started running toward the small room where they'd left Jake. Misty beat her there.
"Come on, boy," Shirley said, jerking on her clothes so fast she wasn't sure she even had them on straight. She grabbed the dog's leash while Misty was struggling to get a half-broken window up far enough for them to slip out. It was only a short jump to the ground outside.  Already they could hear someone coming through the warehouse.
"Down this street," Misty called, motioning Shirley along. It wasn't easy to pull Jake along. He just never would be too cooperative with a leash and collar, but somehow the girls and the dog made it to the shelter of a narrow alley.
"We'd better get our asses back to Ed's," Misty said.
Shirley was trying to make Jake get up again. "Don't lay down now, stupid," she hissed. The dog wobbled lazily to his feet and let himself be pulled along. Shirley and Misty cut up another street and took the next alley too. They didn't want to expose themselves.  Somebody had obviously seen them enter the warehouse and called the cops.  For all they knew, a description was out on them.
"Oh, shit," Misty cried, looking behind her. "I just saw that police car go past the intersection."
"He might circle the block," Shirley whimpered. They looked around them. The nearest house was ringed with a mesh fence and didn't look too inviting. But next door, a tanned, teenage boy stood watering the yard, his face turned curiously toward both girls.
Shirley broke the ice. "Would you mind letting us put our dog in your back yard for a while? He's so tired, he doesn't want to go any farther just now."
"Well, I . . . I guess so." The boy scratched his head and walked slowly back to the house to turn off the hose.
Shirley and Misty jerked Jake up the lawn and got him out of
sight.  Both were watching the street for that damned police
car
"My folks aren't here right now," the boy said, his eyes lingering a little on Misty's slim, child-like body. He seemed interested in Shirley too. Especially her tits. They were bigger than Misty's and the nipples were still swollen from where Jake had bit them. They pushed out the thin top she wore.
Once Jake had been pushed through the gate and the boy had closed it again, Shirley was so relieved she felt a very intense desire to pee.  She asked the boy if she could use his bathroom and he nodded and led them inside.
Shirley saw Misty looking hungrily at the young man as he showed them where the bathroom was. Once inside, Shirley jerked down her panties and relieved the pressure she'd been feeling. Misty was grinning.
"He's cute, isn't he?"
Shirley shrugged. "Yeah, but I'll bet he's not as good a fuck as Jake."
"But Jake is tired," Misty sighed. "I wonder if this kid knows how to do it dog style?"
"Misty, you're terrible. All we want to do is hide out for a little bit. Then we've got to get Jake back to Ed's place."
"He was looking at me," Misty went on. "I think he likes me."
Before Shirley was finished cleaning the dog cum from her body, Misty had slipped out of the bathroom. By the time Shirley was satisfied that she didn't smell too strongly of dog cum, she couldn't find either of them. She went into the kitchen first, thinking that perhaps the boy had offered Misty a soft drink or something. That was when she heard the moan.
Following the sound down the basement steps, Shirley came to a partly darkened room.  The door was ajar and as she put her face close, she could see only Misty's white skin.  Finally, as her eyes adjusted, she could see the tan, lean body of the boy, moving sensuously as he mounted Misty's pert, firm ass and his uncircumcised cock swung forward between the sparse curls of her pussy. The blond fur parted and Misty wiggled her bottom invitingly.
"I've never done it like this before," the boy whispered.
Misty was on hands and knees and, as the boy tried to find her hole, she reached back under her belly and between her thighs to help him.
"There! Right where it gets all hot and juicy."
"God, you're so pretty."
"Now, lean your chest on my back. I can hold you up, go ahead."
"Far out . . . Jesus, you're tight!" The boy's ass moved clumsily as he tried to force his cock into Misty's small hole.
"Push harder. You're not hurting me."
"You smell good." The boy kissed Misty's back.
"Bite me, don't kiss me."
"Bite you?"
"Sure. Bite my shoulder."
The boy bit her, his hands searching for a place to rest. He seemed awkward as he tried to balance his weight to thrust. But his cock was going in. Shirley could see the tip of it shining when he pulled it out of Misty's hole and then shoved it in again.
Misty tossed her head and gasped as she was fucked. The friction of her hot, smooth cunt-flesh was having an effect on the boy too. He panted harder and tried to bite Misty where she wanted him to.
"Ohhh, stop. You're doing it all wrong."
"But, I thought I was . . ."
Misty pushed the boy off of her. "Start nuzzling around like you're really a dog. Like they smell of a bitch to see if she's in heat, you know."
"You want me to do that?"
"Do you want to fuck me?" Misty challenged.
"God, yes!" The boy crawled around behind Misty on all fours, sniffing her plump, hot cunt. Misty seemed to enjoy this immensely.
"Now, lick it."
"I've never done anything like that before," the boy protested.
"Then you'd better learn. If you want to fuck me, you'd better."
The boy began to lick the plush bloom of pink flesh that Misty wiggled before his face.  She was acting just like a dog, Shirley thought, and it made Shirley want to get in on the act.
By now, the young guy Misty had seduced into acting like a dog was starting to really get into the act. He had found the velvety smoothness of Misty's young, blond cunt inviting and Shirley could see him biting the pink folds, flicking his tongue in and out of the plumpness. She could stand it no longer.  Shirley got down on all fours and nudged the door open with her head.
The boy noticed her and if there'd been enough light in the room. Shirley knew she would've seen him blush. He didn't stop licking Misty's cunt, though. Shirley crawled around behind him and began to nuzzle at him as he nuzzled at Misty.  Then she slipped onto her back on the floor and wiggled under his belly. She found his cock with one hand, his balls with the other.
Misty was whimpering and plunging her slim hips around while the boy ate her from behind. Underneath, Shirley was stretching her head up to lick the boy's rigid cock. He gave a grunt of pleasure as she sucked the head between her teeth and rolled her tongue across the feverish, blood-taut surface.
"Let him fuck me," Misty whimpered, realizing that Shirley had invaded her own private fantasy.
"Yhhuummmmm,  was all Shirley could say in reply. The kid tasted extra-special good.  Sucking him like that was fun, especially when she pretended he was a dog, not a human male. Shirley's cunt grew glossy and hot thinking this. She closed her eyes and imagined sucking Phantom or Jake or even Browny.
"God, that feels nice," the boy said, breaking the spell.
"What's your name anyway?" Misty wanted to know.
"Jimmy."
"Fuck me, Jimmy," Misty cooed, tossing her ass in a teasing, come-on way. Jimmy wasted no time mounting her.  Shirley had to let his cock slide out of her mouth and watch it slap wetly between the open lips of her best friend's cunt.
Again, Jimmy forced his cock deep into Misty's hot pussy. It went in easier than the first time, partly because Shirley had wetted it thoroughly with her mouth and party because by now Misty was dripping with pussy juice.
"Ohhh, ohhhh yes! Hurt me a little, bite me a little," the blond gasped.
Shirley was not satisfied to just sit there with her cunt pressed against her heels and watch.  She wanted to do something, even if it was just touching Jimmy's balls. She got her hands cupped under the heavy, spongy things and squeezed as he fucked Misty harder, his arms tight around her waist.  Misty was panting hard now.
"That's it! Ohhhhh, Jimmy!"
The fucking was loud and wet and frenzied.  Shirley could feel Misty's juices dripping down onto Jimmy's balls.  She rubbed the musky lubrication around, letting his skin soak it up.  The boy seemed to like the way she was handling him. She only wished it was her getting doggy-fucked.
"Christ," Jimmy groaned, trembling. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Not yet!" Misty cried.
". . . can't help it! Youch!"
Shirley could almost feel the boy spurting.  Her fingers squeezed his balls as he stabbed his cock in and out of Misty's tight, hot hole. The cream was already leaking out, wetting the girl's blond curls and streaking down the inside of one thigh.
"Ohh, ohhhh, don't stop yet!" Misty cried, fucking wildly to catch up with Jimmy. She wasn't going to make it unless he hurried.  Shirley knew she had to help.
"Don't pull out of her yet," she ordered, finding the base of Jimmy's cock and squeezing her thumb and forefinger tightly around it.  She knew that if she could just keep all that blood trapped inside his prick, he'd stay hard.  At least hard enough to finish poor little Misty off.
"Yeah . . ohhhhhh, yeah," Misty sighed, her ass hunching wildly. She arched and humped her back, thrashed her bottom from side to side. Jimmy kept fucking and Shirley's fingers were wet with cum and juice as she stayed with him, her finger choking the thick base of his prick to keep him hard.
"God . . ." the boy moaned, trembling with exhaustion.
"Don't stop now," Shirley whispered, licking his ear.  She was up on him almost like he was on Misty and it was nice feeling his strong ass moving against her tummy. But she wasn't going to let go of his cock. Not yet.
"Aahhhhhhhh," Misty cried, her arms almost going out from under her. She came quickly and sharply, and Shirley was able to count each pulse of ecstasy as it shivered through her friend.
The three of them lay sprawled on the rug in the half-darkness for quite a few minutes. All that could be heard was heavy breathing. A musky aroma wafted through the room. Misty was sighing each time she let out a breath. She sounded very happy. Shirley wasn't nearly so satisfied. Jimmy lay on his back, his limp cock resting on one thigh. Shirley had just crawled over and was about to pop the cum-damp morsel into her mouth when they heard a door slam upstairs.
"Jimmy? What's that strange dog doing in our back yard?"

          *              *              *

Fifteen minutes later, both girls were walking down the street, Jake somewhat reluctantly in tow.
"That was close," said Misty. Shirley giggled and surveyed her friend.
"You sure put on a good show. I've never seen you look so innocent."
"You weren't doing so bad yourself, Miss goody two-shoes," Misty commented.
"But it was Jimmy who convinced his mother that we had just been playing pool," Shirley added.
Misty nodded. "He sure used his head. I didn't even know there was a pool table down there."
"I hope we didn't smell too cummy," Shirley said.
"If Jimmy's mother had smelled anything, we'd have heard about it, you can bet your booties on that."
"Mmmm, wonder if we should go visit him again some time?" Shirley mused.
"He's still not as good as Jake."
"Or Phantom."
Misty pouted as if showing a bit of envy.  "I've never tried Phantom."
"You don't know what you've missed until you've had a Doberman. They're really savage."
"He wouldn't hurt me, would he?" Misty looked worried.
"No. But your cunt is tighter than mine. It would feel luscious to have him going in and out. God, they're big."
Misty tilted her head. "All Dobermans, or just Phantom?"
"I never thought of it like that," Shirley admitted.  "Maybe Phantom just happens to be a hung Doberman." Both girls giggled naughtily. Jake jerked backward against the leash as if he'd overheard their smutty conversation and was not pleased.
"Oh, don't be jealous, big boy. You might get another chance some day."

          *              *              *

It was almost a week later before the chance to be with Phantom came again. Hal had been out of town on business and Shirley's mother had become edgy without her man around.
Shirley had been glad in the beginning. She hadn't known quite what to say to Hal after what he'd done to her. She remembered his promise to force her to fuck the Doberman while he watched. This excited and frightened her. If her mother ever found out that Hal was fooling around like that, Shirley knew the shit would fly. She didn't want to be caught in the middle of some awful fight.
Yet, when she thought of Hal, she grew wet between the thighs. She remembered how he'd doggy-fucked her, how he'd thrilled her with his nasty talk about Phantom. Now, with Phantom and Hal gone, she began to grow horny.
When Hal called and told Shirley's mother when he'd be driving in, she grew very excited.  Shirley was excited too, but couldn't show it.  Her mother bathed and fixed herself up in a slinky dress and made dinner. Shirley's cunt tingled as she thought about Phantom. She could imagine his slick, red cock extending from its sheath. Extending for her!
There was lots of laughing and confusion when Hal got there. He had gifts for Shirley and her mother and even opened a bottle of champagne. It seemed he'd pinned down a couple of business deals he'd been wanting to make for some time. All Shirley could get out of it was that it had something to do with real estate. The rest of her attention was riveted on Phantom. He was eyeing her like he wouldn't be able to wait. When she stroked him under the table with her foot, he began to lick her knees, then higher.
Hal and her mother were talking intently and didn't notice when Shirley reached under the tablecloth and eased the crotchband of her panties to one side. With her skirt pulled up, her hot little pussy was exposed enough for Phantom to have a snack.
"Mmmmm, this dessert is good," she sighed, masking her excitement by eating a second helping. Under the tablecloth, Phantom was having a main course. His tongue slipped up between Shirley's plump lips, dividing the delicate folds of flesh to get to her clit.
"Ohh!" she gasped, leaning forward and nearly dropping her fork. When her mother gave her a curious glance, she flashed a weak smile. "Just a bit of gas. I guess I've eaten too much."
It wasn't gas at all. It was Phantom, his hot muzzle prodding the soft, slick flesh of her pussy as his tongue flicked and caressed her.  She was getting very excited. But she couldn't let herself come right there at the table. She knew she'd knock something over or squirm around so much she'd give herself away.
Kicking off a sandal, she used a bare foot to pet the underbelly of the big, black dog.  Phantom panted hard and hot against her pussy, but wasn't licking it so much now.  That was because Shirley had her toes against his cock, jacking him gently. She kicked off her other sandal and got both feet up there, turning them inward so she could touch him with all her toes. Bending her legs, then straightening them, she began a slow, pumping movement that made the big Doberman shudder.  He humped his back up and let her excite him.
Shirley was glad Hal and her mother were so interested in each other just now. She didn't want them to guess what she was doing under the table. Though Hal had given her a few sultry looks and winked when her eyes met his, he was too busy trying to get his fingers into her mother's panties to care about what Shirley was doing with Phantom.
The big dog lurched under the table and began to drive his cock forward and back between her warm feet. The slickness of his cock against her toes was making Shirley weak with lust. She could imagine her pussy being stabbed and could hardly stand to go on with her naughty game.
She was relieved when her mother led Hal away to the bedroom. Shirley watched the door close and then leaped up and hurried to her own bedroom, Phantom jumping out from under the table and following her. His cock swung from side to side and looked heavy and hot.
"Ohhh, you big, beautiful dog!" Shirley cried, kicking the door shut as she skinned off her top and wiggled out of her skirt. Already, Phantom was licking at her asscheeks. He kept jumping up, his big paws leaving red scratches on her skin.
Shirley didn't care. She could stand a little scratching. Because she had an itch that needed scratching too. And Phantom was going to take care of it for her.

CHAPTER NINE

Shirley lay on her back on the edge of the bed, long legs cocked up so that she could hang her heels on the mattress. Her pussy was dripping and swollen. It gave off a musky scent that made Phantom whine and hunch his back.
"Shhhh, we don't want everybody in the house to know what we're doing."
The big dog jumped up and put his paws on Shirley's thighs. He began to lick her like he had under the table, but now her flesh was all opened up, all swollen out for him to feast on.  His tongue slid deep between the two plump halves of her mound. Shirley tossed her shoulders back and shivered, her nipples swelling as goosebumps spread across her tummy and chest.
"Ohhhhh, that's so fine!"
The dog had been hurried while working on her pussy under the supper table. Now, he took his time. He whimpered like a careful lover as he opened his great mouth and closed it on her pussy. Biting her gently like that, his tongue never stopped. She was being washed by his hot saliva, singed excitedly by his panting breath.
"Ohhhh, I'll bet you're hard as you've ever been," she whispered, digging her fingers into the dog's smooth coat.  His great shoulders humped up as he worked his nose around in her slippery, scented juices. Shirley felt him prodding the folds apart as he searched for all the tender places. He was licking her clit now. It made her back arch and she fanned her toes apart as Phantom's tongue ravished the touchy spot.  She dug fingers into his neck and urged him on.
The dog worked his way up her belly, his tongue never stopping, never dry. Shirley squirmed happily, her nipples burning with anticipation. Phantom took one titty between his jaws and rolled it back and forth. His tongue caressing her nipple until Shirley had taken a deep breath and couldn't let it out.
"Whhuuuhhh" she sighed, hips plunging for that hot, red spike of dog meat that had to be there somewhere. Phantom moved his haunches forward to touch her. Shirley's cuntlips slipped around the slick tip as she pitched her ass up and down.
"Uhhhh, fuck me, Phantom!"
But the dog pulled out before his cock had even found her hole. He licked his way back down her belly and smothered her pussy with his tongue again. Shirley was shivering with desire. Phantom had really learned how to tease her. She was amazed at his intelligence and ability to touch her at all the right spots. But she couldn't take much more teasing just now.
She jerked him up on to the bed with her and rolled the dog onto his back.
"So, you want teasing, do you?"
With her thumb and forefinger circling the dog's big cock, Shirley lowered her lips to the feverish skin and began to lick him slowly, Her tongue traced the lumps and veins around his tip and eased back along his shaft until she tasted fur.
All the while, Phantom squirmed and whined and hunched his hindquarters. Shirley took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and eased her soft lips down over the beast's cock tip. Sucking him like that gave her a dizzy feeling, but she slid her mouth forward and back, letting her tongue smooth and caress the lumpy head of Phantom's prick.
"Mmmmm," she sighed, surprised at the mild taste of his cock. The silky smoothness of his hardened flesh seemed to be made for a girl's pussy or mouth. She sucked harder, her lips tightening around him until the Doberman grunted with pleasure.
That was when her door was thrown open and Hal came in, a towel around his middle and a smile on his lips. He closed the door behind and pushed a chair against the knob.
Shirley looked up at him, her lips wet with the dog's juices and her own spit. She hadn't thought to take her hand away from Phantom's big cock. It throbbed there in her fist like a time bomb.
"You're just what I needed about now," Hal said, his voice husky.
"I thought you and Mama were. . ."
"Oh, we've already done that. Seems that your mother was a bit overanxious. She came in just a few seconds and then fell asleep." He let the towel drop. "But I'm still horny."
His cock was long and hard, the tip a dusky blue and swollen up at least as big as Phantom's redder one. Shirley swallowed hard as she watched Hal come across the room. He gave an order to his dog and the Doberman got up and panted happily.
Hal grabbed Shirley's hair and pushed her down on her back while he kissed her wet mouth. She whimpered and wound her legs around his waist, ready for anything he wanted to do. She would fuck him if he'd just put that big, throbbing cock into her pussy.
Hal had other ideas. He pushed Shirley down on her knees on the floor and sat on the bed. Pulling her forward, he made her start licking his big prick while Phantom was ordered around behind her.
As the Doberman mounted her and his cock prodded along the slick crevice of her pussy, Hal forced her mouth down around his prick tip. The spongy, firm flesh throbbed as she ran her teeth along the ridged part. Hal groaned and worked his hips, his fingers tangling deeper in Shirley's brown hair.
After sucking the dog's cock, it was just as thrilling to suck on Hal's. Phantom was mounting her now. She felt him scratch along her back, his paws slipping down so he could hug her as his back humped and he drove his tip past the edge of her lips and into the slick sweetness of her hole.
Pitching and bucking, Shirley took half his length, her muscles squeezing back against the penetration. This excited Hal. She sucked him harder, his cock tip thumping against the roof of her mouth while Phantom humped faster.  He seemed to want to get all the way in quickly and her soft insides were plowed apart as his barbed tip skewered her.
"Fuck her good, boy," Hal sighed, his hands tight against the sides of Shirley's head as he moved her mouth up and down on his shaft. Shirley teased his tip with her tongue, petting the division between the two lobes at the underside, then curling her tongue around the whole, swollen knob.
"Uhh, uhhhh, uhhh," Hal gasped, his stomach sucked in hard. Shirley let her lips ride the pale shaft of his cock, tightening when she came to that knob of swollen, dark blue meat at the end. She loved that part best. She worked her tongue against it again, hearing Hal's breathing change. She knew that it was best to stay away from it for awhile before licking again. This made Hal squirm the most.
"You sweet little cunt," he gasped, looking down at her big round eyes and tracing the tight circle of her lips around his shaft. "You know how to suck, don't you?"
Shirley whimpered softly, her tongue moving, stopping, moving again. She could do it good and she knew it. She'd learned so much in the past few weeks. But it was the cock inside her that was making her shiver now.  Phantom moved like a sleek engine of lust, his red prick spearing easily into her wet hole. His balls swung forward and she felt the furry brush of them against her pubes.
"Mhhhuuhhhmmm," Shirley whimpered, mouthing around the smoothly rounded head of Hal's cock. "Ohhm, I'm gonna cum pretty soon," she panted.
The dog seemed to sense this. Maybe it was the tightness of her pussy. Maybe it was the way her muscles were convulsing around the base of his cock. He jammed her full, his teeth closing at the base of her neck like they always did when he was about to fill her full of cum.
Hal watched his dog take control. He didn't seem to mind just so long as Shirley's hot mouth stayed clasped around his throbbing prick. He kept whispering her name and saying wonderfully naughty things about her. Shirley liked that. She loved to be called a slut and a bitch. Her lips moved faster, stripping pleasure from the big man's cock.
"Uhhhh," she cried, "Yhhuuuummmm!"
Hal grasped her head harder and she felt him trembling.  The dog hunched powerfully, driving her head forward against Hal's belly each time. But she kept on sucking, her tongue returning to his cock tip to sand the bulging, blood-swelled flesh until he stopped breathing altogether and his asscheeks drew together on the bed.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah! Yeah, baby, yeah!"
Shirley's cunt felt as if a strange, electric fire were burning through it. Her clit jerked and swelled. She felt the consuming thrills rise upward through her belly. They grew hotter and lustier. She couldn't stand them any longer.
With a sharp squeal, Shirley came, her muscles tightening down on the dog's big cock. Her mouth tightened too and she found herself biting the base of Hal's prick as the head of it slipped into her throat. But she didn't choke.  She swallowed hard instead. She had to. Hot, slick cum was boiling from his tip so fast that she could hardly keep up.
Shirley was thrilled by the taste, and what made it even better was that her cunt was being filled with more hot stuff that spurted from Phantom's cock. He was cumming hard, his whimpers shrill with the pleasure her pussy was giving.  Shirley worked her hips from side to side, taking each stab of Phantom's cock to the very hilt.
At the same time, her mouth bobbed over Hal's prick, nursing and milking as her tongue stripped spurt after spurt into her throat.
"Ollluuuhhhh," she gasped, cum on her chin now as she tried to wolf the creamy mess down. Small, cummy bubbles appeared at the corners of her mouth as she suckled noisily at the throbbing cock of her mother's boyfriend.  She could feel each thrust of Phantom's cock.  His body slammed into her plush ass as he tried to get deeper yet into the fevered softness of her young pussy.
For the second time, Shirley came. She hadn't expected the sudden rush of ecstasy to repeat itself, but her pussy was being fucked into the very deepest and her mouth was full of hot cum. She coughed, choking on some of the slick strings caught in her throat. Hal moved his hips around as her teeth cut into his cock tip. Phantom didn't stop for a second.  The big dog drove deep and fast, the sucking sounds of his prick being withdrawn and forced in again louder than ever.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhhh shit!" Shirley cried, her mouth slipping from Hal's cock at last. He rolled her over, pulling her free of the Doberman's cock and throwing her up onto the bed.  Wrapping a small length of rubber tubing around the base of his cock, he kept the hardness in it. The next thing, Shirley knew, he was probing for her hole with his tip.
"Just keep cumming, baby," Hal panted, finding her soft spot. His cocktip, only slightly softer than before, plowed her cummy cunt open and sunk deep into the slick hole.  Shirley pitched her young ass around on the bed, clawing Hal's back as her exquisite spasms continued.
Hal kissed her cummy mouth while Shirley wriggled hungrily against his body. She was enjoying the tingling fires that kept going inside her. How long would they last?  How long could she bear them?
"Ohh, I wish I could come forever!"
Hal thrust deeper, his cock still stiff enough to make her feel it. The trapped blood kept his cock big too and she could close her muscles down around it as she squirmed.  Behind her, she could hear Phantom whining as if he'd been cheated.
"Damned greedy dog," Hal panted. Shirley got her thighs around his middle. She was still cumming and couldn't move her ass fast enough.
"Ahhhh, ahhhhhhhh!' she sighed, shuddering and then going limp in Hal's strong arms.  She felt thoroughly, completely fucked. She was so exhausted that at first she didn't hear the pounding on the door.
"What's going on in there?" her mother was screaming.
Hal was already up, his big cock swinging back and forth.  Shirley sat up, then slumped down again. She knew her legs were too shaky for her to risk walking.
"Don't say anything," Hal hissed at her.  His eyes looked wild. He kept glancing around the room as if searching for a trapdoor so he could get out. But by now, Shirley's mother was trying to force the door open. The chair fell away as she kicked hard.
Shirley lay there in a cummy mess on the bed while her mother looked from Hal and back to her again. Nobody said anything. At last, her mother stared at Phantom, who was sitting in the middle of the rug, licking his big, red cock.  That was when she fainted.
The next hour was a confusion of whispered words and sips from the bottle of champagne Hal had brought with him.  Shirley was too drugged with sex to argue when Hal pushed five-hundred dollars into her hand and told her how to get to a cabin he owned somewhere in the mountains in the northern part of the state. No one knew about it but him and he wanted Shirley to stay there until everything blew over.
With her unable to testify against him, he'd be safe if Shirley's mother decided she wanted to make trouble.  Meanwhile, Hal would try to calm her down. It would be better for Shirley to be safely away from the scene of their little tryst.
"Can I take Phantom with me?"
"Hell, no. Your mother would surely flip out then. She must have guessed by now that you've been having your fun with him."
"Do you think she'll be all right?" Shirley asked, peeking into the bedroom where Hal had carried her mother after she'd fainted.
"She's fine. Just a state of mild shock." Hal motioned toward the door. "Now you get out of here before she wakes up."
Stuffing a few things into a duffel bag, Shirley said goodbye to Hal and hurried downstairs. She had to buy a bus ticket and get out of town before her mother woke up and started freaking out again. She didn't really blame her for fainting. She wondered if her mom would ever want to see her again.
Shirley decided to stop by Misty's trailer to say goodbye. But she met her small, blond friend running across the park, tears streaming from her eyes.
"I got caught," Misty blurted, wiping her eyes with the heel of her hand. "I was fucking Browny and my Dad came in.  He said he was gonna kill me so I ran."
Shirley put her arm around Misty and started toward the bus station. By the time they got there, she'd convinced her upset friend that the best thing might be to get out of town.  Just like she was going to do.
"You mean, you got caught too?" Misty sniffled.
Shirley told her exactly what had happened.  How she'd fucked Phantom, while she sucked Hal and then let him fuck her too. She had to grab her cunt when she said this. It was still sore from all the action she'd had.
"I guess we're on everybody's shit list," Misty said, looking sad.
"But it'll be fun at Hal's cabin. Nobody will know us from Adam."
"You mean Eve," Misty corrected.
"I wonder if Eve ever did it with a dog," Shirley wondered aloud.
As they stepped to the counter to buy the tickets north, Misty wrinkled her short nose and smiled, her eyes mischievous. "If she didn't, she was missing a lot.
Shirley gathered the change from the hundred she'd just broken and handed Misty one of the tickets. "Come on.  Let's go find our bus."

CHAPTER TEN

It was a relief to get out of town. Still, Shirley found herself thinking of all the fun they'd left behind. She'd been hoping to have another go at Jake, Ed's big hound. There was Phantom too, the best fuck she'd had so far.  Even Browny was fun, especially when Both Misty and she fooled around with him and got him good and hot.
As the trees slipped past the bus windows, Shirley could tell that Misty was thinking of the same thing. The petite young blond was squirming around in her seat, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth and her eyes half closed.
"I don't dare ask what you're thinking," Shirley whispered. "It just has to be wicked."
"It was," Misty replied in a husky voice. "I never got to do it with Phantom, but after all you've told me, he must have been great. I was pretending he had me down on my back and his cock was just about to slip . . ."
"Sshhhh," Shirley warned, glancing around her. The soldier in the opposite seat had been eyeing them and she didn't want him to overhear something he wouldn't understand.
"God, don't you think it's gonna be boring up at the cabin?" Misty wanted to know.
"I'll take a little boredom right now. You surely don't want to be back in town, now do you?"
Misty shook her head hard. "Nope. Daddy just doesn't understand. I hope Browny will be okay. He ran out of the trailer when my old man started throwing things."
When the bus stopped for lunch, Shirley and Misty finished their burgers and went outside.  Before they knew what was happening three dogs were sniffing around. One looked like a purebred, the other two like mutts. The breed dog began to whine and push his nose under Shirley's skirt.  She pushed him away and retreated, afraid someone was going to see.  Misty was amused at first, then, when a mutt cornered her in a phone booth, began to scream.
A man came out of the bus station and ran the dogs off with rocks.
"Never seen them act like that," he said, scratching his head. "You two okay?"
Shirley assured him that they were, and she and Misty retired to the restroom to pull themselves together.
"I get the creepy idea that we're fair game for all dogs now," Misty said.
"It's almost like they can read our minds."
"Maybe it's a smell we've got," Misty put in, splashing cold water on her face. "After fucking a dog, maybe you kinda get that way, you know what I mean?"
Shirley frowned and shook her head. "No.  It doesn't make any sense. Yet, they must feel something, some sort of vibe. That one dog was getting crazy and the more he smelled my cunt, the crazier he got."
"They know," Misty said, looking scared and excited at the same time. "All dogs know now that we like to fuck."
"You're weird," Shirley said, shrugging the whole thing off. "It was just a crazy accident.  A coincidence."
"Maybe," Misty whispered. "Just maybe." By the time the bus had reached the small town where they were to get off, Shirley and Misty were both hot for action. Action they were sure they wouldn't find in the lonely cabin. They got something to eat and found someone who'd drive them the seven miles up a canyon where Hal's cabin was located. dipping into the second hundred-dollar bill, Shirley made sure they were stocked up on food. The woman who'd offered to drive them to the cabin helped load the groceries in the back of her pickup.
"Mr. Waltham put a phone in the place last fall," the woman told the girls. "So if you need anything, you be sure and call me." She scribbled a number on the back of a match-book and gave it to Shirley. "You two related to Hal?"
"We're his nieces," Shirley lied, wondering if her red face had given her away. In another hour they were at the cabin and Mrs. Tucker, the woman with the truck, was driving away.  Misty turned to look at the pine-paneled room.
"So, here it is. Vacationland, U.S.A."
"Don't be so pessimistic," Shirley told her.  "We've only just gotten here."
While putting away the food they'd bought, both girls discovered that the cabin was already pretty well stocked.  That evening after eating, Shirley and Misty sat by the big picture window and sipped expensive cognac.
"I'm gonna take off my clothes," Misty said suddenly.
"There's no reason why we can't."
"Me too! That's a great idea."
A little drunk and more than a little worked up from their lusty daydreams, the two teenagers stripped an began to dance around.  They hugged each other and moved to the music from the phonograph, stopping only to have another drink of cognac.
"I wish you were hung like Phantom," Shirley whispered in Misty's ear. "I'd let you fuck me."
"Mmmm," Misty cooed back, her arms around Shirley's waist as they did a slow, hip-rubbing dance. "That would be nice."
As erotic as their girl games were, Shirley knew that the evening would probably end with frustration. What both of them needed was a furry body with a big, hard cock. Kissing and hugging and finger-fucking was okay, but it wasn't anything like a good, hot fuck by a dog.
It was dark by now and Misty went to pull the curtains.  It was then that they both heard it. A far away whooping that ended in a flurry of barks and yips. For a while all was silent.  Then the whooping came again. Shirley looked at Misty. Both of them were smiling.
"A dog pack," Misty said. Shirley nodded.
"Yes."
The whooping came again, closer this time.  Misty had begun to tremble. She opened the door of the cabin and went out onto the porch.  Shirley grabbed the cognac and followed her.  They passed the bottle as they stood in the warm breeze that wafted through the trees.  The dogs were whooping again.
"They're downwind from us," Shirley said.
Misty gave a squeal. "That means they'll be smelling us any second."
"Yes," Shirley said, excited by the prospect.  She sat on the top step, her knees spread as wide as she could get them while she fingered her hot pussy until the juice ran down her thighs. Misty was doing the same thing. Their musky aroma was borne away in the breeze now. For a while no sounds came through the darkness. Shirley felt disappointed. Maybe it wasn't going to work.
The howling broke loose so close to the cabin it scared them. Misty grabbed Shirley's hand and looked around. The barking and yipping sounded half-wild. There was a growling sound in the shadows as two males fought each other.
"Are they fighting over us?" Misty wondered aloud.
"Oh, god, Misty! Maybe we're crazy to be out here. I mean, this isn't Phantom or Browny. This is a pack of wild dogs!"
"Yeah," the blond said, licking her lips.  "And they smell us and know!"
Something broke out of the trees then.  Shirley nearly ran back into the cabin. The animal looked like a small horse. It had massive shoulders and gleaming, wolf-like eyes.
Misty stood up as if in a trance. Shirley was amazed as her young, slender friend walked down the steps and stepped into the wild grass that surrounded the cabin. The huge dog rumbled deep in his throat and came forward at an easy lope.  He weighed as much as a big man and, when he got within a few feet of Misty, he stopped and stared at her with his red eyes. For an instant, Shirley saw his tail move.
Misty sank to her knees in the grass, her hand out. The dog licked it. Shirley knew that Misty's fingers were coated with her musky juices. The dog's tongue was slurping them up hungrily and, under his belly, Shirley saw something red begin to push outward.
"He knows," Misty called back, her voice weak with desire. She turned and got on hands and knees while the huge dog sniffed her ass and pussy. He was making whining sounds now and his cock had extended from his sheath until at least eight inches of dripping, throbbing cock was exposed. Shirley felt as if she would awaken from the dream, her panties wet.  But it was no dream. Misty was about to get herself fucked.
Shirley rose and walked slowly down the steps. Another shadow broke out of the trees, then another. There were more, some of them behind her now. Shirley stood a few yards away from Misty and watched the dogs move in on her.
The big one leaped and got his massive front legs around Misty's small waist. It looked as if it was all the girl could do to hold up his weight, her arms braced stiffly before her. The dog humped his back up and Shirley gave a little cry as she saw the head of his cock poking here and there, smearing juice across Misty's white thigh. He was looking for the girl's hole.  Misty reached back between her thighs and helped him find it.
"There, you big furry darling," she breathed. The monster dog hunching his back again, his tail swinging under his legs as he thrust.
"Gllluuuhhhh," Misty sighed and there was a soft, wet sound as her blond pussy was plowed open to reveal the pinkness inside.  Shirley could see from the light from the cabin. She could see the thick, red cock going into Misty's cunthole.
Something licked her knee. Shirley looked down to see a dog nearly as big as the one on Misty. It had a broad, flat head and a sharp nose like a wolf. It licked her thigh, then her pussy. Shirley reached down and spread her cuntlips with her fingers, exposing the inner lining of her cunt for the dog to suck on.
"Ohhhhh!" she groaned, rolling her hips as the animal licked her there. She sank slowly to her knees in the grass.  Another dog was licking her ass and another nuzzled her! the perfumed musk of her neck. She flopped onto her back and tongues were all over her. How many, she wondered? Three, four . . . no there were five dogs now, all licking her, rubbing their fangs across her nipples.
She was turned over by their lurching, struggling bodies. They were fighting over her. One dog, the biggest, won out. She was on her hands and knees like Misty was. She whimpered and began to crawl toward the porch of the cabin.  It was happening too fast.  Her mind swam with fear and lust.
She didn't know which to obey.
Shirley had no choice. The dog mounted her and his probing cock flopped along her dripping slit. She felt it going into the muscled opening of her hole. The dog moved easily and with a quick, sharp thrust, fucked her to the hilt.
"Mhhuuuhh," Shirley groaned, her tongue hanging out as the dog's body crashed rhythmically against her plush, white ass.  While she was being fucked, two smaller dogs licked her nipples and a third washed her neck and face. They all wanted her. They were all waiting their turns.
"Ohhh, Shirley," Misty cried, her blond hair glistening as she tossed her head. The big wolf-like creature was fucking the slim girl in a wild fury. Shirley could see the juice smeared across her friend's asscheeks. The dog had Misty by the neck and was working her over like a rag doll, his cock pulling all the way out before he drove it up and under and deep into her tight hole.
Each thrust made Misty's body tremble. Her small tits quivered. The dog's big front paws tightened around her waist as he drew her ass back against his body and plunged his prick into her pussy again and again.
The night was full of howls and whoops as more dogs came out of the woods. The dog who'd been fucking Shirley was attacked by another and in the tussle, a third pressed his furry body against her back. Cum was already streaming down her thighs when this new cock was nudged into her hole, then thrust deep.
"Yuuhhhh," she groaned, feeling the swollen tip spreading out inside her. Each dog had a differently shaped cock. This one was barbed on the end and it seemed to catch at her insides when the animal jerked back to fuck again.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhh, god in heaven," Shirley babbled, feeling her clit glowing like a nugget of molten silver. She whipped her hips around, cumming suddenly, sharply.
"Whhhuuuhhhh!" she cried.
The dog was about to finish too, his ass working in a flurry of keenly exciting thrusts that brought Shirley spiraling upward on a high, hot cum like no other she'd ever experienced.
"Yiii-i-i-i," she cried out, her fingers curling in the long grass as the dog who was spurting his cum was knocked away by a rival. When his prick pulled free of her pussy, hot streaks of cum spurted across her back and sides.
Misty too had gained herself a new doggy lover.  The big one had finished. Shirley could see his cock dripping strings of white cream as he watched his replacement struggling to get his cock into Misty's tight pussy.
Both girls were panting and moaning as the hot dog cocks stabbed into them. The night was full of slurpy, sexy sounds of fucking and a musky scent that was part dog, part human.  In the shadows by the porch, Shirley could hear two animals going at each other. All this frenzied competition was over them! It gave her a thrill and the dog on her back plunged forward, giving her everything he had. It was enough! It was wonderful!
"Ohhh, Misty, isn't this fantastic?"
"I don't think I'll ever get enough," her blond friend whimpered in reply.
Shirley felt herself getting close to another cum. The dog on her back spurted quickly and jerked himself free. That was when she saw the big one, the wolf dog, walking in her direction. The other animals moved aside and the dog who'd been about to mount her barked once and scurried away.
Shirley stumbled to her feet and ran up the porch steps.  She was suddenly afraid. The wolf dog followed her confidently. When she slammed the screen closed behind her he burst through it, his head and shoulders down.
"Nice doggy," she cried, backing away, her hands before her. Hot cum dripped a trail across the hardwood floor.  Shirley backed into a bedroom and in the darkness stumbled when her legs came up against the bed. She went down on her back, her ass hanging off the edge of the mattress.
The wolf dog mounted her without hurry.  He pressed his huge paws on her shoulders, pinning her down while his tongue ravished her neck and tits. Shirley was trembling. She knew how big he was! He could split her in two!
"Go away! Please . . ."
It was silly. This dog wanted to fuck her. He wanted to fuck her like he'd fucked Misty.
Shirley felt his tongue sliding across her mouth. She tried to cover her cunt, but the dog bit down on her neck and she had to draw her knees back, her hands trembling weakly as she felt his thick, hot prick.
The tip was enormous but it was plowing her adolescent pussy apart as it sank into her body. The wolf dog thrust, his muscles shivering from the effort. A thrill that took her breath made Shirley put her arms around the dog's heavy shoulders. He was lapping one of her tits now, his hindquarters moving rhythmically as he forced his cock tip a little deeper into the fevered velvet of her juicy cunt.
"Ohhhh, darling doggy," she cried, her hips beginning to lurch and roll. She clutched the animal's back with both hands as her feet lifted above his back. Slowly, she scissored her long, white legs around his furry body and her ass moved faster. She was bewitched, taken by the beast now, totally his;
"Uhhh, fuck me good, doggy! Ohhh, fuck me good."
The dog's prick slipped into her as far as it would go and Shirley kissed his open mouth, her lips cut by his fangs, her ass plunging and quivering as she fucked the animal with all the strength she had in her body. It was good. It was what she wanted. It was what she had to have.
THE END


