DAUGHTER IN THE KENNELS
By Ted Leonard


Foreword

The process of growing up and passing through adolescence has been characterized by
great inner turmoil, uncertainty, and tremendous pressures from family, close friends,
and peer groups. Certainly, in our complex society, the problems youths now face seem
more marked than ever before.
Sheila Barnett is a teenager embarking on her own special journey into adolescence. She
finds herself plagued by powerful emotions, sometimes feeling uncertain about her
awakening sexuality, sometimes becoming angered over her youthful misjudgments.
DAUGHTER IN THE KENNELS – the story of a typical young American girl coming
of age. A lesson to us all and a reminder that the journey to adulthood is not easy.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Pretty Sheila Barnett felt very sexy in her skin-tight faded denims and tight little T-shirt.
She wore an old flannel shirt over her T-shirt, but that didn't take away from the
feeling she had. She knew her tits were naked under the T-shirt. She could feel her pink
nipples straining against the fabric. That was what counted to Sheila. And, down below,
as she wiggled in her chair at the breakfast table, she could feel the way her furry young
cunt mashed against the rough denim of her pants.
To her parents, Sheila looked no different than a hundred other teenaged girls these
days. Her mother had long ago gotten used to the girl wearing tight things. "She's
becoming aware of her body," she had said to her husband one day. "I guess we have to
expect that."
"Yes," Sheila's dad had replied. "She's developing rather fast."
Neither Mr. nor Mrs. Barnett knew the facts of life where Sheila was concerned. They
didn't know that their sweet, innocent little girl was totally naked under her clothing.
They certainly didn't know that Sheila derived secret pleasure from going nude beneath
her T-shirt and denims. Mrs. Barnett in particular would have been horrified to know
that her darling daughter liked the feelings in her nipples and stiff little clit. In fact,
Mrs. Barnett would have been mortified that her little girl even knew where his nipples
and clit were!
Mr. Barnett, on the other hand, had an open mind. Sometimes a raunchy mind! He
couldn't help noticing his curvy young daughter. After all, he saw her every day, often
half-naked. How could he help but notice that his skinny little girl had suddenly
blossomed into a curvy young lady. Sheila's tits had started developing early, that was
true, but after her birthday they seemed to balloon overnight. Her dad noticed.
Aside from their sexual and moral views, Mr. and Mrs. Barnette were reasonably happy
people. They owned and operated the Barnett Kennels on the edge of town, sprawling
acres they had turned into kennels about ten years before. Sheila grew up with all sorts
of animals and came to love them. When she was a little girl – and much too emotional
about things – she used to jump for joy when a customer brought a dog or a horse to
be boarded, and then she would cry bitterly when the animal had to leave.
Her mother and father then sat her down and had a long talk with her about emotional
attachment.
"You simply cannot fall in love with every animal that's brought to us," her father said.
"You must remember that their visit is temporary. They don't belong to us. We simply
board them. When their owners return from their vacations or whatever, they have to
come and get their pets. You must accept these things."
Her father added, "This is a business, Sheila. We make good money boarding pets here.
But it's only a business with us. You know as well as I do that I don't necessarily like
animals. But we were stuck with this worthless property and it didn't cost much to
convert it into a kennel. It's a business, strictly business."
Sheila listened like a good little girl and from that day on she acted as if she understood
her parents. But she hadn't. She disagreed with both of them. She believed very deeply
that every animal should be loved. This basic belief had a strange effect on the girl's
sexual outlook – and a remarkable effect on her sexual behavior.
If Mr. and Mrs. Barnett had set ideas about the kennels, they also had fixed ideas about
their little girl. Mrs. Barnett dreamed of the day when Sheila would graduate high
school and perhaps marry one of the richer young men from town. She was certain that
she was raising a sweet, innocent, untried virgin whom every eligible bachelor in town
should ache to marry. Little did she know that Sheila had busted her own cherry on the
end of a broomstick handle.
Mr. Barnett, whose views always differed from his wife's, dreamed of the day when his
little girl would become the first veterinarian in the whole state. There would be
newspaper photos of his accomplished daughter. Housewives would envy her. Feminists
would applaud her. Sheila would be famous. little did he know that Sheila's love of
animals did not extend to caring for them or operating on them.
Sheila's view of herself and her life was totally different from her parents'. She didn't
see herself as her mother saw her. Nor did she see herself as her father saw her. She saw
herself as she appeared in her bedroom mirror, here and now. Sheila enjoyed each and
every day as it came. She had no regrets about her a yesterdays and no worries about
tomorrows. She liked living today.
True to character, she finished her breakfast and went back to her bedroom. The
Barnett day did not begin until ten o'clock. Now that it was school vacation, Sheila
would work ai the kennels all summer, something she loved to do. Her time was her
own until ten. So she went to her room to do what she liked to do – admire herself.
She shut the door and stood facing the big mirror on the wall. Her sharp blue eyes ran
up and down her hour-glass figure. She removed the flannel shirt and posed seductively
for herself. She liked what she saw. A smile curved her pretty mouth and her eyes
flashed a little as they danced up and down her form.
With the flannel shirt gone, she looked naked in the T-shirt and tight-fitting denims.
She could see every curve of her body in these things, and she liked that. Smiling softly,
she slipped her hands up her body to her jutting young tits. She cupped the pointed
globes and gently felt them. Her forefingers reached out and teased her nipples, which
stood up hard and poked cutely in the tight T-shirt. Sheila smiled broadly to see her
nipples spike like that.
When her nipples were nice and stiff, she smoothed her hands down to her hips and
stood gazing at her tits. She turned slightly to the right and watched her tits thrust. She
drew her shoulders back to make them push harder in the shirt and she giggled softly
as her poking nipples made little bumps of their own. She was very proud of her tits.
When her eyes were satisfied, her hands returned upward to caress her lovely, jutting
tits. Her fingers inched up the slopes of her tits and covered her pointing nipples. She
toyed with them for a moment until they tingled. With thumbs and forefingers, she
gave them little pinches.
"Mmmmmm," she purred, giving herself good feelings.
She made small bra-cups of her hands and squeezed her tits gently, then more fervently.
Ever since she was a little girl, she liked to play with her tits. It felt so good when she
toyed with them and caressed them and rubbed them. Her breathing quickened slightly
as her hands continued to manipulate her thrusting tits. Her nostrils flared and she
pushed her curvy tits harder into her moving hands.
Her naughty hands brought her tits to life. Her tits liked to be touched and felt.
Knowing that, Sheila breathed deeply and dropped her hands to her waist. Her fingers
curled under the T-shirt and she hiked it up. Bunching the material of the shirt, she
pulled it high over her jutting tits. Her blue eyes danced and sparkled as she gazed into
the mirror at her perfect, hard tits.
Her pink tongue slipped slowly across her sexy lips as wicked thoughts entered her
young mind. With a half-smile of mischief on her pretty face, she held her T-shirt up
with one hand and used the other to give her tits what they wanted-contact. Her eyelids
lowered a little as her hand moved from tit to tit, playing, feeling, teasing, then
squeezing.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured again as her pink nipples responded to her delightful
fingers. Every inch of her smooth, white tits began to tingle. Each tit filled with erotic
feelings that pleased Sheila very much. She liked to feel sexy.
As usual, the erotic feeling in her tits spread rapidly throughout her sensual young
body. No one but Sheila knew about this reaction to tit-playing. She discovered it after
she had busted her own cherry. From that time onward, anytime she excited her tits,
horny feelings coursed through her body and turned her on completely.
She caught her breath as the delicious tickle in her tits reached downward into her
belly. A soft sound escaped her throat and she moved her hand down from her arching,
thrusting tits. Her fingers darted to the zipper of her tight denims and pushed it all the
way down.
The flare of her hips alone forced the denims apart. Blonde, curly pussy-hair peeked
out. Sheila breathed deeply as her hand pushed into her denims. The tips of her light
fingers streaked through the soft fur of her cunt and touched her puffy pussy-lips. The
end of her middle finger found the tip of her erect clit.
In her own unique style Sheila got herself off. She parted her legs and snapped her head
back. Her tits thrust hard and her pussy pushed forward against her hand. Her fingers
went wild in her crotch, moving just right to please her totally.
Her clit got very stiff under her teasing finger and her whole pussy grew moist as her
other fingers ran up and down her tingling cunt-slit. She kept her middle finger moving
against the tip of her quivering little clit, because this was the best feeling. It aroused
her fuck-urge deep in her tightened belly.
"Oh, oh, ohhh," she moaned softly as her fingers thoroughly aroused her furry young
pussy. After a few seconds of pussy-playing, her hips started to rotate. Her ass began to
churn. Choking back a gasp, she clenched her clit between her thumb and forefinger
and humped her pussy to help her fingers do the proper job. Then she indulged in her
favorite fantasy.
With her pretty head thrown back and her long blonde hair swishing near her waist,
she rubbed her cunt-crack and moist clit furiously as she screwed her crotch around
faster. Her eyelids fluttered open and her glazed blue eyes stared at her giant poster of
Robert Redford on the wall.
Humping her horny cunt against her squeezing fingers, she rasped, "Oh, Bob! Lick it!"
Sheila liked to pretend that Robert Redford was on his knees in front of her pussy when
she was climbing toward an orgasm. She liked to pretend that it was his tongue and not
her finger that was twitching around her stiff little clit, giving her such scrumptious
feelings.
Her little game always ended the same way. She fingered her clit until she couldn't
stand the delicious intensity any longer, until her pussy-hole was so hot that her cunt
craved something to be inside. Gasping and moaning hotly, with her knees beginning
to tremble and her tits to jiggle, she shifted her naughty finger from her clit to her fuckhole.
"Bob!" she gasped, staring hard at the photo. "Fuck me!"
Imagining that Robert Redford was now going to stick his monstrous cock up into her
cute cunt, Sheila fucked her slender finger into her cunt. She caught her breath,
imaging the thickness and length of the actor's beautiful prick, and gasped continually
as she fucked her finger in and out of her wet, clenching fuck-hole. Her pussy got very
hot in those moments and she humped her ass furiously as her finger fucked and
plunged.
"Uhnnnnn!" she groaned with release and relief. Something seemed to explode in the
depths of her squirming young pussy. Her whole body started jerking violently. Her tits
ached and thrust hotly. Her ass quivered and shook. Her legs trembled fitfully. And her
soaked finger fucked relentlessly into her twisting, screwing cunt.
Her orgasm, like all of her orgasms, rendered her completely helpless. Her knees
buckled and she sank to the floor. She just folded up and dropped where she stood.
Gasping hornily, she pushed her denims down to her knees, exposed her furry little
cunt, and finger-fucked her pussy wildly, screwing her hot ass as if she were being
fucked.
"Ohhhhh, Bob!" she gasped as she came. Her pussy flooded over her with the force of a
tidal wave. Her eyes rolled in her pretty head and her tits jiggled and pushed in the air
as her ass trembled and her cunt churned on her fucking finger.
A few seconds later – which seemed like ages to the half-conscious teenager – the giant
waves of secret pleasure subsided slowly. Sheila panted hotly for breath. Her body
writhed and curled on the floor as she buried all of her stiff finger up her drenched cunt
and relished the after-shocks of her violent climax. Amazing thrills of delight shot
through her pussy, then through the rest of her turned-on vulnerable young body.
"Ohhhmmmmmm," she moaned with pleasure, and smiled.
She slowly got to her feet and jerked her denims up. Pulling in her flat tummy, she
zipped the tight pants up. The rough material, crushed against her soaked cunt, felt
nice to her, and she moaned a little to feel it press against her sensitive little clit.
She tugged at her T-shirt and her tits jutted almost angrily, pointing sharply in the light
fabric. She tucked the T-shirt into the tight waistband of her denims and admired the
result in her mirror. Then she slipped into her old flannel shirt. She didn't want her
parents to notice that she was braless.
When she was ready to leave her room and to start her day in the kennels, she moved
up to the big picture of Robert Redford. Pretending to be sultry and sexy, she lowered
her lashes and parted her lips. Pressing her hard tits against the photo, she planted a
tongue-kiss right on Robert Redford's crotch. She gave his crotch a long lick with her
cute tongue. The picture glistened wetly where she had licked it, and she smiled her
private smile of erotic pleasure. Then she turned and left the room.
As she walked out of her room, through the house, and outdoors, Sheila was
profoundly aware of sensations in her body that no one knew anything about. Just the
act of walking, especially with her cute wiggle, made her taut tips scrape against her 
Tshirt and her ass and cunt scrape against her denims. Being a sensual girl, Sheila had
her walk down to an art. By twisting her ass just so, she could make her pussy move in
her denims. With her thighs close together as she stepped along, she found that she
could manipulate her hot pussy without even touching her cunt. Her pussy got
squeezed nicely between her tight, moving thighs. And her stiff little clit therefore got
squeezed between the tight, clenched lips of her cunt.
Enjoying these secret feelings thoroughly, she walked from the house, through the
fencing, to the kennels. The kennels were indoors in what was once a barn. Mr. Barnett
had had the old barn renovated, heated and carpeted between the many stalls for horses
and cages for dogs. A modest investment had turned the barn into quite a kennel.
When Sheila entered the big building, her sweet face was aglow and her eyes were
sparkling. And she knew why. Unlike other girls who seemed to get great relief from a
juicy come, Sheila only got hornier. A nice, wet orgasm always left her pussy tingling
and her tits aching for more contact. She discovered early that if she kept stimulating
her tits and pussy after a come, she could have lots of orgasms. The discovery made her
cunt like a hungry mouth.
No one had to tell Sheila what to do in the kennels. Her father had taught her how to
curry horses, how to groom dogs, how to feed and bathe animals – everything any
employee would have to know about working around animals.
Her father customarily came out to the kennels around noon, just before lunch break.
He was always involved with the paperwork in his den. Sheila didn't mind that, even in
the beginning. Now, with her tits and pussy on fire, she loved the fact that she had the
kennels all to herself – the kennels and the animals.
Humming a happy tune, she reached up on tiptoe and got a curry brush from its hook.
Then she strolled the length of cages and said good morning to all the dogs. At the
eleventh cage she paused and smiled at a rather large-sized poodle. It belonged to some
rich folks who liked it well-groomed and treated it like a son.
"Hello, Prince," Sheila greeted, unlatching the cage door.
The poodle yapped in response and jumped up and down as the friendly girl entered
his home away from home.
"How are you this morning?" Sheila laughed, dropping to her knees and caressing the
animal as he licked her face happily. "Easy now. Down, Prince. Stop that! Golly, you're
enough to turn a girl on!"
She was only teasing. Actually, she liked the way Prince licked his thick pink tongue
over her face, especially against her sensuous young lips. That was why she had picked
this cage in the first place – to get her kisses.
She pulled her head back and giggled as the dog reached for her mouth. She liked to
tease a little. The doggie-tongue extended and lashed her lips. Sheila made a
whimpering sound to feel the scrappy tongue hit her lips. She parted her lips the next
time the tongue came at her. Prince's tongue lashed her open mouth.
Sheila moaned and caught the dog's big head between her hands. She held it still and
let him lick furiously at her sensitive young mouth. Her eyes closed and she caught the
doggie-tongue between her lips and gave it a little suck. Holding the tongue in her
mouth she sucked on it slowly, whimpering with pleasure.
Not being human, the dog didn't like his tongue trapped in the girl's sucking mouth.
He yelped and pulled it away from her. Sheila laughed sexily at that.
"You little tease," she kidded, ruffling his fur. "Don't you know you shouldn't kiss a girl
like that? You naughty dog. When you kiss me like that you make my tits tingle. And
you know what that means."
With a twinkle in her blue eyes, she pulled her T-shirt out of her denims and hiked it
up above one firm, round tit. This she fed to the lapping, licking animal.
"Here," she rasped hotly, "lick this."
She pushed her spiking pink nipple at the poodle and he was happy to lick it for her.
He was an affectionate dog to begin with and, not knowing a tit from a hand, he licked
Sheila's exposed tit roughly.
The sensation of the sandpapery doggie-tongue against the tender flesh of her tit and
the tingling flesh of her nipple, made Sheila whimper with pleasure. Her eyes closed
and her head fell back loosely on her shoulders as the good feelings in her tit turned
her on.
A moment later her other hand rose to her T-shirt and hiked it up to bare her other tit.
She glanced glassy-eyed at the front and rear doors. While she felt reasonably sure no
one would come in, she had to be careful. The stalls had walls, but the dog kennels
were wire cages with no privacy.
Satisfied that she could do what she wanted to do, she hiked her T-shirt up above her
thrusting young tits and encouraged the poodle to lick both of them. A few moments
later her fists tightened on a bunched up T-shirt under her chin and she moaned hotly.
"Suck them, lick them," she rasped. "Ohhmmmm."


Chapter 2

Sheila felt very comfortable kneeling in a cage with an animal licking her high, taut tits.
She was used to it now. It was her secret – her secret life, her secret delight and her
secret pleasure. No one in the world knew that sweet Sheila Barnett's love of animals
was actually sexual. For three years now she had guarded her secret well.
Holding her T-shirt high, she peered down and watched what the excited doggie-tongue
was doing to her luscious tits. She'd noticed recently that the dog's tongue not only felt
nice; it made her tits hard. And their hardness had something to do with her cunt's
horniness. The two were connected in a mysterious way.
The poodle's thick tongue, now wet with saliva, lashed her tits and nipples and left
them glistening. The active tongue made Sheila excited and her breath started to come
in little gasps as her sensual tits tingled and ached. She felt a familiar tickle deep in her
belly, then a familiar tingling in her pussy.
Panting softly, she looked around the kennel as Prince lapped her tits. Her blue eyes
danced from dog to dog. She always had her favorites.
A good dog to Sheila was not a well-behaved dog; it was a dog that could and would do
what she wanted it to do. She discovered this by trial and error in her own sexy way.
She tested each animal that came into the Barnett Kennels. Her test was simple.
If an animal would lick her tits, it was a good animal, even if it would lick her nowhere
else. If an animal would lick her cunt but not her tits, it was still a good animal. If the
animal wouldn't lick at all, but let Sheila play with its prick, then it was a good animal.
And so on.
Now, as Prince licked her sexy tits wetly and nicely, Sheila's blue eyes, sparkling with
lust, scanned the other animals in search of a particular type. Her tits were hot now and
she needed her cunt licked. Prince would lick it for her, she knew, but not as good as
Atlas, the fat, floppy-eared beagle in kennel number four.
"Okay, Prince," she rasped hotly, "good boy. That's enough of that. Good dog. You got
Sheila nice and horny."
She got to her feet and the poodle whined at his loss. His black eyes stared up at
Sheila's lovely tits with a certain longing, even after she covered them with her T-shirt.
Sheila saw the remarkable gaze and she laughed sensuously. It always touched her
deeply when an animal looked at her so soulfully.
"Don't worry, Prince," she cooed, stepping out of the cage and closing him in. "I'll be
back." Her soft eyes roamed to his belly. "Be a good boy and I'll jerk you off later."
She walked down the carpeted runway that ran the length of the barn between the rows
of cages. Her cute ass twitched smoothly with her steps-twin curves that writhed when
she walked. Her denims were so tight that the seam hugged the crack of her ass and
separated her cheeks.
She stopped at kennel number four and unlatched the door. The beagle inside growled
at her. Sheila paid no attention. Atlas wasn't a very-likeable mutt – but he had a
fantastic tongue and a thirst for pussy-juice that delighted Sheila.
She locked herself in with the growling beast and dropped to her knees. "Oh, stop
that," she said, and opened her pants. She jammed the denims down around her curvy
thighs and thrust her naked cunt forward. "Here," she said. "Eat me."
The beagle growled once more, then sniffed the air between him and the girl. He
caught the scent of Sheila's furry young cunt and stopped growling. With head bobbing
and nostrils flaring, he ambled up to her pussy and gave her cunt a lick with his floppy
wet tongue.
"Qhhh," Sheila moaned when his big tongue slopped her pussy and hit her clit.
Suddenly anxious, she set her knees as far apart as her denims would allow and covered
her jutting tits with her hands. As she squeezed and teased her tits, the beagle feasted
on her cute cunt.
Sheila's fingers clenched her aching young tits, and her nipples stiffened like her clit as
the sandpapery doggie-tongue attacked her exposed cunt.
The dog soon forgot his meanness. The smell and taste of Sheila's willing pussy tamed
him fast. He pushed forward and buried his snout between her creamy white thighs. He
twisted his head this way and that as his eager tongue struggled to get into Sheila's
moist cunt-hole.
"Ummm," Sheila moaned, loving this treatment. She smiled sexily and went all soft and
cuddly as she fed her pussy to the animal.
Her pink and white cunt responded wetly to the licking, lashing doggie-tongue. Her
cunt-mouth twitched and quivered as the tongue twisted to get into her pussy.
To help the dog along, she released her taut tits, arched her back, and leaned back on
her hands. Atlas's thick tongue swabbed her pussy violently as he lapped up her fuck
juices. Her clit stiffened and throbbed. She ached to come.
A gasp escaped her throat. Her head fell back and her long blonde hair swayed over her
feet. Her tits strained homily in the air and her nipples threatened to burst right
through her tight T-shirt. The dog's tongue took a fortu nate turn and the end of it
lodged in her humping fuck-hole.
"Aaaahhh!" she gagged. The sensation was immediate and electric. After much
experimentation with broom handles, bananas and hot dogs, Sheila had discovered that
there was nothing as lovely as a living animal's busy tongue inside her horny cuntchannel.
Her lips parted and her tongue lolled around in her mouth as she gasped for breath and
screwed her hot pussy on the magic doggie tongue. Her orgasm was violent.
"Oh, Atlas!" she shrieked, coming vibrantly. Her eyes rolled in her head. Her hands
struck out to the right and left and gripped the cage wire for support. Great waves of
luscious delight coursed through her tossing, jerking body. Her cunt flooded and the
dog went after his drink with gusto.
The big, sloppy doggie-tongue fucked into her juicy fuck-hole now. The dog's wet snout
mashed against her clit as his tongue wormed up into her writhing pussy. He snuffled
wetly as he licked her out and vibrated Sheila's clit.
"Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhh!" she gasped, and her hips and ass jerked wildly. The violent
movements of her sex-racked body made her pussy clamp and clench on the doggietongue. 
Her passion soared and she let out a long, low moan as she shook with orgasm.
Atlas's big tongue fucked in and out of her jerking cunt, drawing her hot fuck-juices
into his mouth.
Sheila whimpered as the dog ate her pussy. Her gasps grew weaker. Her hands let go of
the cage. She collapsed into a heap of writhing female flesh, panting and twisting hotly
as the dog went on drinking from her soaked cunt. Her eyes closed in rapture and a
faint smile of peace crossed her face as she let the dog have his way with her cunt.
After several moments of sheer pleasure, she rose to her feet. She leaned against the
cage to. a second to catch her breath. Atlas licked at her pink cunt-flesh as she did so.
Then she giggled and twisted her tingling pussy away from his relentless tongue. She
tucked her shirt into her denims and zipped them up. She was ready to go to work.
Looking sexy and feeling drenched with sex, she went about her chores with verve. She
pranced up and down the barn, feeding all the animals as she was supposed to. Thanks
to her juicy come she was animated. Her tits jiggled and her ass-cheeks bounced as she
darted here and there performing her duties. The time flew by for her and it was almost
time for lunch when she remembered Prince.
"Oh, Prince," she said at his cage. "I almost forgot my promise!" She glanced up at the
big clock on the wall. Her mother would expect her in the house in five minutes. She
smiled at the excited poodle. "I think that's long enough, don't you?"
She let herself into the dog's cage and giggled when Prince jumped up on her. His paws
pounded her belly, knocking her back a few steps. She laughed and knelt in front of
him, bringing him down onto all fours.
"Come on, now, no playing around," she laughed. "Lay down. Down, Prince."
She helped him down onto his side. She pet his head with her left hand to sooth and
tame him.
"Calm down now," she murmured, stroking him. Then her right hand slipped onto his
belly and stroked him there.
Prince's black eyes sparkled when he felt her gentle fingers against his belly-flesh. His
tongue lolled out of his mouth and he made a low, animal sound in his throat. Sheila
shifted her eyes to the area between his open hind legs. She gazed at his hairy cock
sheath. Her tongue slipped across her lips.
Sitting on the floor close to the dog, she moved her hand to his thick cock-sheath and
started playing with his prick. She kept her eyes fixed on the moist end. She liked to
watch a dog's prick come out.
Her fingers danced lightly around his cock-sheath and balls at first. Then she scrunched
closer to the panting animal and curled her fingers around his prick-sheath. She
squeezed the soft flesh of the covering. It yielded to her pressure and her fingertips felt
something long and hard in there.
"Mmmmmm," she hummed softly and her eyes twinkled. Her fingers pressed the long
cock and slowly jerked his prick back and forth. The dog made a funny noise and his
hind legs jerked. Sheila giggled.
The small hole in the end of the dog's cock-sheath widened and Sheila stared hotly as
his thick red prick peeked out. She stroked his covered cock-shaft with longer strokes
and his wet prick emerged grandly right before her curious eyes.
"Ummm," she purred and took his wet prick in her fist and started whacking him off.
Her hand moved faster and his cock grew larger. When his prick was at full length and
thickness, Sheila sighed. Her eyelashes fluttered and her pink tongue licked at her lips
as she jerked the doggie-prick nicely. She liked the feeling of a stiff dog-cock in her
hand.
Prince's hind legs started kicking in the air, and his whole body began to squirm as the
pretty girl jacked his prick. Sheila liked that, too. It delighted her that she had the
power to make an animal writhe with pleasure. She especially liked the way an animal's
vicious cock responded to her manipulations.
With eyes shining and her breath coming faster, she played with the dog's hot balls and
jerked his prick with increasing horniness. The sight and feel of the dog's erect cock
made her hot. She twisted around and unzipped her denims. She thrust her left hand
into them and stuffed it into her hot crotch. Then, as she whacked the dog-prick, she
finger fucked her horny cunt.
Her eyes closed and she imagined that the big prick in her fist was the cock of Burt
Reynolds. Enjoying her erotic fantasy thoroughly, she jerked Prince's prick furiously
and fucked her slender finger up into her twisty cunt.
"Oh!" she shrieked suddenly as an unexpected orgasm ripped through her cunt.
Gasping hotly, she jerked violently as she came wetly and her fist pounded the dog's
stiff, throbbing prick.
Her waves of luscious orgasm rippled through her body and left her breathless. Smiling
lustfully, she kept rubbing her quivery clit even after she'd come, and whacked the
doggie-prick brutally. Her breath came in gasps of pleasure as the prick grew even
larger in her pumping fist.
When she felt Prince's cock jerk in her hand, she forced her eyes open. She never
wanted to miss this. Panting homily, rubbing her twat fast, she watched as the dog's
prick jolted in her fist and shot big wads of thick cock-cream. The juicy white stuff
splashed onto the dog's belly and his prick squirted, pumping come into the air.
Sheila stared hotly, ever awed by this miracle. It always thrilled her to see a cock spit
juice. "Ohhh, Bert," she purred, jacking the pumping cock, "you come so much!" She
laughed erotically as she imagined Bert Reynold's immense cock shoot jism in her sexy
hand.
Prince's body jerked violently on the floor, as if her were having a fit of distemper.
Sheila laughed to see what her hand could do to a prick. She jerked faster and forced all
the come out of the dog's tightened balls.
Her eyes glanced up at the clock and she gasped. "Oh, Prince, I gotta go!" she said.
"There. You came nice, didn't you?"
She leapt to her feet and zipped up her denims. She slipped out of the dog's cage. She
smiled warmly at him as she latched the door. Prince was occupied with his body. He
was licking up all his jism from his fur and his soaked red prick. Sheila pranced away
licking his come from her fingers.
When she burst in the kitchen door, her mother turned from the stove and looked at
her sternly. "I've asked you not to run like that, Sheila," she said. "You'll hurt yourself."
"I didn't want to be late," Sheila said, sitting at the table as her father came out of his
den.
"If you planned your time right, you wouldn't be late," her mother said.
"Yes, Mom," Sheila said, subdued.
She realized that jerking Prince's stiff cock had excited her. She felt hot and her face felt
flushed. She deliberately calmed herself. Even so, her father noticed.
He sat at the table and smiled at her. "You been running again? Your face is glowing.
And your eyes are shiny."
"Yeah," Sheila giggled.
"I've told her a dozen times," her mother said, joining them at the table.
Sheila tuned her parents out as they discussed her tomboyish habits. Tomboyish! Sheila
thought, laughing to herself. If they only knew how feminine I am!
She pulled her chair closer to the table and crossed her thighs under it. She liked to sit
with her legs crossed, especially when she was wearing her favorite denims. Her crossed
legs made the fabric tighter across her ass-cheeks, hugging them. Her thighs squeezed
her hot cunt. And the front seam of the denims scraped hard against her erect little clit.
Sheila learned that she could keep her clit stiff all day long this way.
When her mother and father began discussing business as usual, Sheila looked from
one to the other. They didn't know her at all, she realized. And she wondered if they
ever would.
How could a girl tell her parents that she liked to come? That she was not a cherry?
That she liked to have lots of sex with animals?
No, she thought, forking food into her soft mouth, they would never understand. How
dull their lives must be. I never thought of that before. They looked so dreary with each
other, just working every day.
Sheila couldn't remember ever hearing her parents fuck in bed. Did they? Of course
they did? They must fuck. How did they get her?
She glanced at her father's handsome face. He was a tall, good-looking man and Sheila
could see why her mother married him.
She looked at her mother, a rather pretty woman with big lush tits and a fine ass. Did
she like to fuck? Did she suck her dad's prick? Did her father lick his wife's cunt?
Sheila just couldn't imagine her mother and father in an act of sex. No matter which act
she imagined, she couldn't envision Edna and Ralph Barnett doing it. But they must
have sex! Surely they do! But when? Where? How?
Sheila wiggled in her chair and the movement made her furry cunt mash against the
stiff seam of her denims. The sensation took her mind off of her parents and put it back
on her pussy. She heaved a sigh and finished her lunch. It had been another wonderful
morning for her. This summer vacation felt special to her. She was more free and more
passionate with her animal friends. She liked that. And it made her anxious for more of
the same.
"I'm going back out to the kennels," she announced, pushing away from the table.
"Good girl," her father said.
Her mother watched her dart out the back door. Then she looked at her husband.
"She's such a good girl," she said. "We have a lot to be thankful for. We never have to
worry about her. I was afraid she'd want to spend more time in town this summer. But
she seems perfectly content right here with us."
She got up and cleared the dishes from the table. When she carried them to the sink,
her husband followed her. He stood close to her and glanced out the window with her.
They saw Sheila busily sweeping just outside the kennel doors.
"Yes, we do have a lot to be thankful for," he said, inching closer to his wife. "We have
our own business. Our time is our own. More time to be together."
His hand slipped onto his wife's back. His fingers trembled. Edna's back stiffened. She
turned away from him.
"I have work to do, too," she said as lightly as she could. "Did you finish that
paperwork?"
She marched out of the kitchen without waiting for his reply. Ralph Barnett stared at
the empty doorway and his prick, once rising, now fell flat between his legs. A sadness
altered his expression. His eyes dropped. He sighed. It had been almost three months
now since he and his wife had fucked. What had gone wrong?
Edna Barnett didn't feel much better about things. She could still feel the place where
her husband had touched her back. He'd wanted to fuck her, didn't he? At noon! How
long ago was it that they had freely screwed in the daytime? For that matter, when was
the last time they'd fucked at all?
She remembered. It was the night of the big argument over nothing, three months ago,
the night she refused to give him any pussy. Then there was another cold and
passionless night, then another and another. They piled up.
Edna shivered to remember what she did about the intolerable situation, but it was a
shiver of excitement. She had wanted to punish Ralphy by depriving him of cunt, but
she also needed sex herself. So she had produced her own solution – a frightening,
raunchy, orgasmic solution.
Her tits and cunt tingled as she hurried out the front door.


Chapter 3

Sheila stopped sweeping the walk when her mother approached. Edna smiled at her but
brushed right by. "I think I'll take King for his walk," she said.
"King? You walked him on Thursday," Sheila remarked.
Her mother paused for a moment and looked confused. Then she shrugged her
shoulders and said, "Oh, well, it won't hurt him."
She disappeared inside the kennels and Sheila frowned in puzzlement. King and several
other dogs were always walked on Thursdays. That was his day. Not today.
How strange, Sheila thought, but resumed sweeping. She gripped the broom handle
firmly in both hands and pretended that it was the big stiff cock of Lee Marvin.
Edna Barnett left by the rear door with King, a huge Great Dane who was so tall that
his head almost came up to Edna's large tits. She held him on a big chain, which he
pulled at eagerly. As he trotted beside the woman, his huge balls swung back and forth
between his hind legs.
Edna led him down the slope and into the stand of oak trees. Well out of sight and
sound of the house and kennels, she stripped naked and stretched out in the soft grass.
"Good boy, King," she said soothingly to the dog. "Come here and lick my pussy.
Come on King, lick it!"
She arched her back and thrust her hot cunt up at the animal. She pushed her hands
between her open thighs and used her fingers to spread the lips of her cunt. Exposing
the deep red gash of her cunt and her stiff clit, she humped in the air to attract the dog.
"Lick it, lick it," she panted, hungry for sexual pleasure. She stroked her pussy
vigorously to arouse her hot cunt.
King sniffled, catching the aroma of her beautiful bushy pussy, and his huge tongue
lolled out of his mouth, dripping saliva. He dropped his large head down and dragged
his tongue up her cunt-crack. Edna gasped and screwed her pussy on his tongue.
Her hands jerked frantically over her body as the dog licked her pussy. She pulled on
her tits and her fingernails sank into their soft flesh. She tweaked her big red nipples
and moaned with pleasure as they got as hard as her horny clit.
Turned on by the woman's juicy cunt, King sank to his belly and wriggled between
Edna's outstretched thighs. He lashed her pussy furiously, thirsty for her cunt-juices.
"Ohhhh!" Edna gasped, and fucked her pussy against the Dane's hard snout so it would
bang her clit as his tongue licked into her fuck-hole.
The doggie-tongue slithered along her drenched cunt-hole and lapped up the silky fuck
fluids as they oozed from Edna's slit. The woman thrashed on the grass and moaned
with ecstasy. Getting hotter, she twisted her cunt homily, lewdly and wickedly. The
Dane's muzzle mashed into her pussy and she climbed frantically toward her summit of
orgasmic pleasure.
"Ohh, King!" she shrieked, humping her cunt violently now. "Lick it! Bite it! Ohhh,
chew it! Get me off! Ohhh, make me come King! Good dog!"
King's tongue snaked into her pussy and licked the walls of her steamy fuck-channel.
The thick end of his tongue fucked into the pulsing gash of her cunt. Edna gasped and
wrenched her pussy round and round on the glorious tongue. Her pussy-walls collapsed
and clenched at his tongue, milking it, trying to fuck it. King growled and yanked his
tongue out of her dangerous cunt.
"Lick!" Edna cried, grasping and squeezing her aching tits. Her hot ass squirmed in the
air as she humped her pussy up for more tongue. Responsive to sharp commands, King
licked her pussy again and reached inside her cunt with his tongue for her hot fuck
juices. Edna wailed and her pussy creamed wetly. Her flowing come soaked the dog's
snuffling, nudging snout and drilling tongue.
As an animal, King reacted to the horny woman with an instinctual pattern. Edna's
humping, screwing, dripping pussy turned him on. The taste and smell of hot pussy
triggered his instincts. His hind quarters wiggled on the grass. His cock slithered wetly
out of its protective sheath and got tickled by blades of grass as he licked his thick
tongue in and out of the woman's gushy cunt.
"Ohhh, good boy!" she squealed. Her hips rotated frantically. Her smooth white ass
jerked violently. And her coming cunt smashed the dog's snuffling nose. She gasped
and moaned and gripped her aching tits tensely as she came on the doggie-tongue.
King yelped while licking and nipping her wet cunt because Edna got so carried away
with erotic pleasure that she beat his snout unmercifully with her pussy. She came and
came, rocking and humping crazily as she whipped the doggie-snout with her frantic
cunt.
She moaned, quivering from head to toe. Her ass hit the grass hard as she gasped for
breath and her pussy-juices dripped out of her cunt for the dog to lick away. He had a
feast.
Edna's tits rose and fell rapidly with her labored breathing as she writhed beneath the
relentless doggie-tongue. King sure liked to suck her pussy!
She smiled faintly and curled around on the grass. Her brightened eyes darted to the
thick red cock between King's legs. He stood up to get more of her horny cunt and
now Edna could plainly see his enormous cock.
With anxious emotion that neither her husband nor her daughter would have
recognized, she pulled the huge dog down onto his side and grasped his cock like the
prick was the last cock on earth. King didn't like her roughness, but she quickly
soothed him by stroking his flank and jerking his prick.
She inched her face very close to his monstrous hard-on and whimpered. "Oh, King,
you big-cocked stud." She couldn't resist the magnificent prick throbbing so hotly
before her eyes and in her fist.
With a shudder of delight passing through her turned-on body, she dropped her sexy
mouth to the dog's thick cock. Her tongue flicked out like a nasty snake and flicked the
cock. King growled, but not with anger. His balls quivered and his prick jerked in her
hand. Edna moaned and put her lips to the big red prick. She licked his piss-slit until
King grunted with animal lust.
Hot to suck cock, she took his prick into her horny mouth and licked her tongue round
and round the end of his cock. The Great Dane whimpered and tried to fuck his cock
into her hot, wet mouth.
The dog's animal strength and the power of his haunches thrilled Edna. She had never
known such powerful sex before. She was now hooked on it. Dogs like King simply
turned her to mush, and she couldn't get enough of his vicious, thick cock. Moaning,
she folded her ripe lips around his thick cock-shaft and bobbed her head up and down,
fucking him with her wet mouth.
King groaned with pleasure and Edna whimpered sexily to hear him. She pushed her
mouth down on his thick prick again and again, sucking and licking at the same time.
She felt his balls jerk, felt his thick cock bulge in her mouth.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, knowing that he was going to shoot his fiery load into her
sucking mouth. She wanted his jism. She slipped her mouth off his prick and twisted
her head so she could lick her horny tongue up and down the full length of her
enormous cock. She slurped his prick and licked his cock-shaft up and down, soaking
his prick with her saliva. Then she took his cock-head back inside her mouth and
jacked his prick as she blew him.
She removed her jerking hand from his thick, throbbing cock and slid her mouth all the
way down on his prick. As the prick-head fucked into her throat, her fingers tormented
his hairy balls. The animal bucked wildly.
King went into convulsions. His whole body thrashed and twisted in the grass as Edna
gobbled his prick. A horny howl came out of him. His piss-hole stretched open and
Edna lashed it with her lewd tongue. A thick gush of juicy come splashed into her
sucking mouth and she gulped it down just in time.
The monstrous dog-cock jerked violently and giant wads of thick cock-cream shot into
Edna's throat. She swallowed them down as fast as they came. She thrilled to the
creaminess of the male jism.
King yelped in agony. He bucked on the ground, his prick spent, Edna's mouth still
sucking, draining his balls of come. The animal tried to free his aching prick from the
woman's hot sucking mouth, but Edna clung to him and pinned his body down and
bobbed her head viciously. Her mouth became a hot vise and she sucked his cock as
much as she pleased. Only when she had drank every burst of his fiery jism did she
release him. Then the dog stretched there as if dead, panting hotly.
Edna fell back on the grass and licked her lips obscenely. A lewd grin revealed her true
raunchiness. She had sucked the dog's cock as she had never sucked her husband's. She
thought he would judge her too raunchy if she blew his prick that way. Then, too, she
didn't think she would want to suck her husband off like that. She could overpower a
dog, but not her husband.
She smiled at the Great Dane she had been sexually abusing for months now and
reached out and stroked his sleek side. King growled. His cock spent, but still juicy with
his jism, jiggled before Edna's eyes, and her pussy twitched.
She moaned softly and took his prick in her hand. She slowly jerked his cock back to
life and aroused the sex instinct in the fucking animal. King had no choice but to obey
his body. Unlike a human, he had no say in his sex drive. When it was aroused, he had
to pump come. So his cock enlarged greatly to match his size, and Edna played with his
prick until his cock was big and strong again. She tickled his balls a lot to make his
cock stiff, and that worked wonders.
Anxious for his rigid fuck-pole, she got up on all fours and called the dog to her. King
arose and moved up to her naked, writhing ass. He sniffed her asshole then her pussy.
Finding her cunt soaked, he took a long lick.
"Up!" Edna gasped, shivering. "Up King! Up!
The horny Dane mounted her body with such force that she almost collapsed under his
weight. But she braced herself as he got into position. His huge paws clung to her neck
as his hind legs danced on the grass between her legs. He growled with sexual need and
stabbed his thick stiff prick at the woman's ass, trying to find her cunt-hole.
Edna gasped to feel his hard-on against her flesh. The feeling of that, plus his legs
rubbing her inner thighs rendered her delirious with fuck-needs. It excited her that she
was going to get from this animal what she wasn't getting from her husband. Wanting
his cock badly, she steadied her rocking ass to give the animal a stationary target for his
raging prick.
Finally, in desperation, she gasped and thrust a hand down between her thighs and
grasped at the doggie-cock. She held his prick gingerly and pulled it to her waiting,
leaking cunt. King's enormous cock sank into the horny woman's open, wet pussy.
Edna shrieked as the huge cock invaded the hotness of her lewd cunt. She moaned
passionately as King started fucking her royally. The power of his prick fucking into her
hungry pussy was ecstasy. Her mind reeled and her tits jounced as her whole body
screwed around.
"Fuck me!" she panted, humping her soaked pussy on his fucking prick. "Fuck meeeee!
Ewwwmmm, fuck it into me! Give it to me! Oh, ohhh, fuck meeeee!"
Her lascivious outcries became animal grunts as the giant dog screwed her brutally. She
grunted as King's stiff prick fucked into her juicy fuck-hole. His cock literally ripped
into her cunt-flesh, ramming deeply into her heaving cunt. Her pussy-walls collapsed
on his thick prick and her fucking motions made her cunt milk his cock as he screwed
her.
She fucked back on his marvelous cock with the horniness of a bitch in heat. She
thrilled to his pounding power as he filled her cunt with each thrust of his mighty
prick. He seemed tireless as he fucked her pussy, able to fuck all day and all night. His
front paws scratched her shoulders. His hind legs danced between her knees. His prick
fucked relentlessly into her creaming cunt.
"Oh, dear God!" she wailed as King fucked his thick prick into her squishy pussy. Edna
rode the animal's onslaught, bathing in ecstasy and rapture as King's throbbing cock
meat stuffed her hot pussy.
She shrieked, knowing that his cock would shoot into her hot pussy the way his prick
had shot into her sexy mouth. The pleasure ahead lifted Edna to new heights of sexual
excitement, fogging her brain and wetting her pussy. King's thick cock fucked juicily in
and out of her cunt.
She felt his thick prick enlarge between the clenching walls of her cunt and that told
her the moment was near when King would empty the contents of his hot balls into her
pussy. Gasping and moaning, she fucked faster on his rampaging prick to get him off
so she could enjoy the feelings of his spitting cock.
King grunted loudly. His hind legs jiggled. His big balls swung to and fro as his cock
swelled up with his thick doggie-jism. Fucking wildly, he bared his teeth and drooled
saliva onto Edna's back as he fucked his horny cock into her sucking pussy.
A moment later the Great Dane shuddered as if in death throes. He groaned like a
horny man and his engorged prick let loose with a juicy torrent of come. Edna quivered
but held steady for the full impact of the dog's animalistic fucking and shooting. It was
amazing what a dog could do for a horny woman! It was almost frightening the way
King fucked her so brutally, almost as if he knew how she needed to be raped.
She whimpered helplessly as her pussy creamed on the spitting dog-prick. She trembled
violently and came wetly. The feeling of being squirted with dog-come simply made her
wild with passion. The giant prick spitting in her pussy made her come violently and
for a long time. She loved it.
With vicious, brutal stabs, King fucked his cock into her pussy with such fury that
Edna was driven forward and her face hit her arms in front of her. She gasped hotly
and screwed her juicy cunt faster on the pile-driving doggie-prick.
King fucked so wildly that at the last his prick plopped out of Edna's clenching wet
cunt and sprayed the backs of her lovely thighs with his jism. Panting, he dropped to
the grass to get some rest. Edna moaned hotly and fell onto her back where she
caressed her aching tits and wallowed in the after-shocks of her dynamic orgasm. As
she soothed her vibrating body, King licked his prick clean.
It took a while for both of them to come back to their senses. The Great Dane was on
his feet first, so he ambled up to Edna's pussy and licked her cunt for her. She smiled
sexily and gripped her tits and played with them as she watched the animal lick her
cunt. King drank away all her leaking pussy-cream.
"Come on, King," she said then, giggling like a young girl. "Let's get back before we're
missed."
She dressed like a lady, complete with stiff bra and ordinary white panties. She
smoothed her dress out and fixed her hair. Then she took the end of King's collar chain
in her hand and guided him back to the kennels.
Inside the barn, Sheila heard her mother's approach. She had her own alarm system. It
was the gravel outside the front and back doors. Whenever anyone approached the
kennels, Sheila could tell. Her father had wanted to install an FM radio for her in the
barn, but Sheila had politely declined the offer. This was why. When she heard
footsteps on the gravel, she quickly pulled her mouth off of the cock she was sucking
and jumped out of the dog's cage.
She scrambled up the wooden ladder into the loft which her father had converted into
an aviary for pet birds. She pretended to be feeding a parrot when her mother and the
Great Dane entered the building.
Sheila looked over her shoulder and glanced down. "Oh. Hi, Mom," she greeted.
Edna looked up at her daughter for a moment. "Hello, darling," she said in a singsong
voice that indicated she was happy.
Sheila turned and peered down. She watched her mother return the Dane to his cage,
then watched her leave by the front door. She looked at King and frowned. Why was he
so wiped out? Why was he lying there so breathless? Sheila couldn't imagine her
mother running with the dog. Why was King out of breath?
Her young eyes were quick to notice the condition of the Dan's prick. His cock looked
swollen and red. What was his prick doing out of its sheath in the first place? As a girl
who knew something about dogs' pricks, she knew that only sexual excitation aroused
animal cocks. Why was King's prick sticking out?
She glanced at the closed door where her mother had left. Could it possible be that... 
Oh, don't be silly, she told herself. Her mother? And King? A Great Dane? She laughed
at herself for her silly notion and blamed her own love of animals for the weird
thought.
The only other explanation she could think of was that the poor dog was horny. Maybe
King got excited as he walked along with her mother. Maybe he needed a good healthy
come!
Sheila came down the ladder like a shot, her cute ass wiggling. She dropped down to
the floor and hurried to King's cage. She let herself in and knelt by the dog. She smiled
at him and fingered his prick.
"Is that it?" she whispered, grasping his cock. "You need to come? Here... Sheila will
help you."
To the dog's dismay, the pretty girl leaned down and took his thick cock into her sexy
young mouth. Sheila immediately liked its hot-ness and thickness. It turned her on. So
what she'd started with one dog, she finished with another.
She pumped the doggie-cock vigorously and sucked his prick hotly, moaning all the
while because she liked to eat her animals. With her tits and clit tingling, she blew the
big cock with gusto, bobbing her head rapidly as her mouth sucked up and down its
thickness.
King's prick grew larger and larger in the girl's hot sucking mouth, and he was soon
working his hips as if to fuck her. Sheila moaned passionately to feel his prick fucking
into her sexy mouth. His cock-head rammed the back of her throat and she gulped,
using her throat muscles to suck him off, too.
She jerked his prick and played with his hot balls and sucked and licked his prick for a
long time. Finally, King groaned loudly and his balls tightened up against the base of
his thick cock. Huge wads of jism plowed through his cock-pipe and shot out of his
piss-hole into Sheila's warm, wet mouth. She gulped and gulped, eating all his come,
and it tasted so good that she never noticed how long it had taken to get the Dane off.


Chapter 4

Edna Barnett entered the house and found her husband still at work in his den. She
walked in and Ralph Barnett looked up. His first thought was how beautiful his wife
looked at the moment. She always came back from a walk looking fresh and rosycheeked. 
He felt very attracted to her.
"Hi," he said with a smile. "Nice walk?"
"Refreshing," Edna said.
"Who did you take out today?"
"King."
Like his daughter had done, Ralph frowned at that reply. "King? Thursday is his day for
a walk. Do you have your schedule mixed up?"
Edna toyed with a paperweight on her husband's desk to keep from looking him in the
eyes. "No," she said. "I just forgot." She sighed. "Besides, I like King. I'll miss him
when the Andersens come for him."
Ralph chuckled. "Getting attached, Mrs. Barnett? Remember the lecture you gave
Sheila."
Edna changed the subject. "I thought you'd be out there helping her," she said.
"I had to finish this paperwork." He smiled with pride and leaned back in his chair.
"Actually, I think Sheila could run this place by herself. She's become very capable."
"Yes," Edna agreed. "She – likes working around the kennels. I'm glad, really, I was
talking to Barbara Turner and Ellen Tobias the other day. Their daughters are in
trouble."
"I heard about that," Ralph said. "An orgy, wasn't it?"
Edna reacted to his tone of voice and the light in his eyes. "You don't have to sound so
cheerful about it, Ralph. Those poor girls could have gotten pregnant. Or worse. Thank
God Sheila isn't like those kids. It's a relief to know where she is all the time. Barbara
and Ellen said they envied us. They wished they knew where their daughters were all
the time."
Ralph turned to his original plan of action.
"She's sure good with the animals. Do you realize how many of my duties she's taken
over? She seems to want to run the place on her own. She works best when I'm not out
there. I think she prefers it that way."
Edna knew her husband well. She narrowed her eyes at him and said, "What are you
getting at? Stop beating around the bush and tell me what you're up to."
It was his wife's bush that he was after. He smiled at her and explained, "Why not let
Sheila tend the place for three or four days? I've been thinking. We haven't had a
vacation in a long time. The business is doing pretty well, you know. Why not relax a
little, just you and I?"
"Don't be silly," Edna said.
'It isn't silly!" Ralph blurted, feeling some anger rising in his gut. "Why not? We could
put up at a motel somewhere and have a few days of fun. What do you say, Edna?"
"I say you're pipe dreaming," his wife retorted. "Sheila can't handle everything here by
herself. Besides, four days would bore us to death."
She turned and left the room before Ralph had a chance to give his point of view. His
anger rushed up to his head. He set his teeth grimly and his hands gripped the arms of
his chair tensely. "God dammit," he growled under his breath.
The small confrontation with his cold wife left Ralph feeling restless and uneasy. Now
he si didn't feel like doing his paperwork.
"The hell with it," he muttered, and got up from the desk. He paced the floor a few
times. "Shit!" He slammed out of the house.
Ralph Barnett was not an angry man by nature. He did not hold onto anger, fear or
resentment. By the time he reached the barn, his hurt feelings had subsided a little. As
he stepped across the gravel, his footsteps crunching in the pebbles, he took deep
breaths to calm himself. He didn't like his daughter to see him upset after he and Edna
had an argument.
As usual, the sight of his pretty daughter cheered him up considerably. When he
entered the kennels, Sheila was in a cage, squatting next to a beautiful Irish Setter,
brushing the animal's rich amber coat. As Ralph passed before the cages, a Spaniel
barked at him. A Pointer yapped.
"Hello, Dad," Sheila said with a nice smile as she went on with her task.
Her father paused at the door of the cage and said hello, then watched her work. Sheila
always looked so interested in what she was doing – so energetic and enthusiastic. She
was a delight. He returned her smile and affection flowed between them.
But when Sheila applied herself to the dog's fur, combing vigorously and with tender
loving care, her father's eyes ran up and down her luscious young body. He didn't like
to look at his little girl this way, but it always helped after talking to his wife. Whenever
Ralph was feeling badly, he could always secretly admire his teenaged daughter's
budding young body and get good feelings back.
It worked for him now as his gaze roamed over Sheila's curves. She had to stand up to
push the brush over the back of the preening Setter. She also had to bend over. Ralph's
eyes moved over her thrusting tits, so hard and pointed in her tight little T-shirt. The
flannel shirt had fallen open as she leaned over. Then his eyes smoothed over her round
little ass and her firm thighs. He swallowed nervously.
He felt ashamed for lusting after his own daughter, but that didn't stop him from
lusting. He simply accepted the shame as one of the problems with being a pretty girl's
father. Then he relaxed within himself and thoroughly enjoyed the body of his little
girl. Some little girl! She seemed to be growing leaps and bounds lately. Her legs looked
longer and more shapely. Her blonde hair looked richer and thicker. Her tits looked
fuller and sexier. What was her young pussy like?
He talked with her about the kennels, but he kept wondering if his daughter fucked. It
was hard to believe that Sheila could get naked with a raunchy boy and give her ass to
him. Yet how would she look, all sexy and cuddly, fucking hotly on a stiff prick? What
does her cunt look like when it's wet and horny? Does her pussy get wet and horny?
Ralph had never known his daughter to date much.
What about in her bed at night? It wasn't lewd to believe that she played with her own
tits and cunt, was it? Didn't all girls play with themselves sooner or later? He tried to
imagine Sheila in her room, totally naked, squeezing her tits and fingerfucking her
furry little pussy. He shouldn't have. His mind provided him with plenty of imagery,
and his prick started to rise in his pants. Especially with Sheila moving and wiggling
around in the cage before him. God, but she was growing up to be a sexy chick!
"Well, I'd better check on the Dalmations," he murmured.
"Okay, Dad," Sheila said, and her tits jiggled in her T-shirt as her arm took long strokes
with the brush.
Ralph hurried away from her. He silently cursed himself. He had worked himself up
again and for what? Now he had to suffer his own frustration. Between his cold wife
and his luscious young daughter, Ralph was suffering a lot lately.
He left the barn and headed for a smaller building in the distance. It was the breeding
room. Edna had insisted on a breeding room apart from the barn.
"For two reasons," she had said at the time. "For one thing, it isn't right to let Sheila
see dogs mating in the open. For another thing, what about our customers? Many of
them like to wander around the kennels to admire the animals we have. They certainly
don't want to see two rutting beasts!"
Edna won that argument, too, and Ralph had had the breeding room constructed. He
entered it now and locked the door behind him. Edna was very stern about this
precaution. She did not want her innocent daughter in the breeding room where she
could see two dogs fucking.
"Well, how are you two today?" Ralph greeted the two Damnations. The male was
hired out as a stud. It was the female, Lady, whom he was responsible for. The dog's
owners, a rich couple from town, had paid him a handsome sum to mate their pet with
a prize-winning male.
Lady, the female Dalmation, looked sleek in the cage. The male looked heavier, even
macho, compared to the female. In fact, Lady looked like a curvy teenager to Ralph.
He smiled at her and said, "What do you say, Lady? Pregnant yet?" He looked at the
handsome male dog and shook his head. "What are you standing around for? She's in
heat, you know. Get to it for God's sake!"
Feeling rather raunchy himself, Ralph went inside the cage and lifted Lady's tail up in
the air. He exposed her juicy little pussy and chuckled.
"Look at that," he said to the male. "You couldn't ask for anything more. Look how wet
she is. Come here, you ass!"
It was his business to see to it that Lady was made pregnant. So what if he enjoyed his
work? It was nobody's business but his own if he also got a kick out of watching two
dogs fuck. When he felt frustrated, as he did now, he sometimes directed the fucking in
the breeding cages. What not? No one could see him. No one knew his lewd little
secrets.
He helped the male dog up onto Lady's back. "Come on, hero, get your prick up," he
laughed. "Just look at her. Can't you see that she's willing?"
Lady was indeed willing. She was definitely in heat and ripe for some strong fucking.
Her owners had been afraid she might get fucked by some mongrel. So they brought
their pet to Ralph and arranged for her to be fucked properly. Ralph now wanted to
fulfill his obligation.
The male, once he was stationed on the back of a female bitch in heat, naturally
responded by hunching his haunches forward. The instinctive motion brought his long
red prick out of its sheath. The blunt end of the dog's cock jabbed against the female's
ass. Lady instinctively wiggled her ass. She wanted to fuck. She needed to fuck. And
here was a big stiff prick trying to get into her pussy.
Lady's ass turned this way and that as Ralph watched with pleasure. It always amazed
him how animals fucked so willingly, so naturally. Why couldn't human beings fuck
simply and enjoyably? Why all the bullshit about religion and morality? Why couldn't
Edna spread her fucking legs and let him fuck the hell out of her bushy cunt?
Lady whimpered suddenly and Ralph realized that the stud dog had found her spot. He
knelt down on the ground and looked. Yes, the male dog's thick cock was penetrating
the depths of the bitch's horny pussy. And what a pussy it was!
"I'll bet Sheila's cunt is this little," he murmured as he watched the doggie-prick fuck in
and out of Lady's tight, sucking cunt.
The performance aroused him beyond his capacity to handle it. His passionate desire
for his wife, his secret lust for his daughter, and now the sight of a stud fucking a lovely
Dalmation turned him on completely. His own cock throbbed wetly in his pants.
Overcome with desire, he indulged his most secret act. He unzipped his fly and pulled
out his enormous boner. Grasping his cock in his fist, he slowly milked his prick up
and down as his eyes burned into the raunchy scene in front of him. The faster the stud
fucked Lady's squirming, humping cunt, the faster he pumped his prick.
His cock got very wet with silky pre-come and his pumping fist smeared the stuff up
and down his long, thick cock-shaft. The wetness and warmness felt good as his prick
enlarged to a surprising size. He was hornier than he thought.
His balls tingled and his groin ached for release. He jacked his prick faster and harder,
wanting to shoot a big load of jism to relieve himself of anxiety and frustration. He
wanted the stud dog to fuck better.
"Fuck her!" he rasped hotly. "God damn it, shove your cock to her! Listen to her
whimper! Jesus, she's hot to fuck!"
Leaning over, he ogled the female's wet, sucking pussy and the sight of her cunt stuffed
by a thick dog-cock did something extra to him, something wicked. Now he didn't want
to spew his jism all over the cage floor as he had done so many times in the past. Why
let an animal lick up his sperm when he could put it where God meant it to be – in a
pussy?
He had no time to register shame or guilt. Lady's cunt was hot. Lady's cunt was willing.
Lady's cunt was all his – if he took it! Who would know?
"Get the hell off of her," he growled suddenly, and yanked the male stud from the
bitch's quivering body. "You can't satisfy a hot bitch!"
Gasping for breath, Ralph knelt behind the female dog and gripped her flanks. He
smoothed his hand back and forth along her sides. "Easy now, Lady, easy, girl."
But Lady didn't need soothing. She was a bitch in heat. And when the man pressed his
big hot prick against her pussy-hole, she whined with pleasure.
"Goddamn!" Ralph groaned, sensing her willingness. "You want me to fuck you, don't
you?"
Panting like a distance runner-shocked at what he was doing, Ralph pushed forward
and eased his thick cock into the female's cunt. Lady's fuck-hole stretched easily for his
man-sized prick, to Ralph's surprise and secret delight. Gulping nervously, he forced
every solid inch of his prick into her pussy. Lady took it all.
When the man's huge prick was buried in her tight cunt, the female Dalmation began
to whine and whimper. Her head sank to the floor and her hot ass started screwing.
Lady quivered and shook violently as the strange man began to fuck her with gusto.
Ralph gritted his teeth against the remarkable sensations he got in his stiff prick. Lady's
pussy was so incredibly tight, yet so hot and wet and easy to fuck. He gripped her
quivering flanks and fucked all of his cock in and out of her saucy little cunt.
"Oh, God!" he gasped. "Oh God! Oh God!" like a teenaged boy getting his first piece of
ass, Ralph went absolutely wild with the female dog. Lady's pussy felt so delicious, so
wonderfully tight. Her cunt sucked on his fucking prick like a hot mouth.
Ralph groaned with pleasure, unheard of pleasure, and he drilled his cock violently into
the doggie-cunt. Overcome with passion and lust, he leaned into the bitch with all he
had and fucked her pussy deeply. Lady seemed to go senseless with that and her pussy
churned wildly on the man-cock. She was fucking as brutally as Ralph was.
"Uhhhnnnn!" Ralph groaned, feeling his balls tightening up against the base of his
prick. He could feel his balls readying to explode. His prick thickened within the tight,
sucking walls of the Dalmatian's pussy, and he fucked even faster as he felt his orgasm
mounting.
His rigid fuck-pole ripped into the drenched doggie-cunt and he fucked into the animal
with all his might. His cock-head bulged mightily inside the dog's soaked cunt. Lady
whined loudly as he fucked her.
Carried away by the amazing pleasure of the doggie-cunt, Ralph threw his head back
and gritted his teeth. Sweat appeared on his forehead and upper lip as he let himself go.
His lust mounted leaps and bounds as he thought of his frigid wife.
This is how I should fuck her, he thought viciously as he fucked all of his wet prick into
Lady's clenching cunt. Maybe that's what's wrong with us. I never really fucked her.
We've been making love too long. We should fuck!
His anger and frustration was vented on the bitch. He dug his fingers into Lady's sides
and fucked his cock into her pussy with vicious lunges and brutal thrusts. He felt like
he was holding nothing but a cunt in his hands and fucking that pussy wildly. Lady
loved it!
The animal whimpered and whined more and more as the crazed man fucked her pussy
like no male dog ever had. The man-sized cock filled her cunt completely and because
of its might and power, his prick fucked her as she'd never been fucked. Her tongue
lolled out of her mouth and she whined as if somebody were mistreating her. But her
tight little cunt wrapped around the man's cock and sucked.
"Ahhhh!" Ralph yelled. His whole body stiffened, then jerked violently as his stormy
prick exploded in the depths of the squishy doggie-cunt. Lady reacted to the spitting
cock by fucking her pussy hotly and making his prick shoot even more.
Ralph's enormous cock jerked and jolted in the dog's cunt and giant wads of juicy come
spurted out of his piss-hole into Lady's cunt. Though he had thought of his wife as he
fucked Lady, he now thought of his lovely daughter as he came. Unable to resist the
lewd thoughts, he envisioned himself emptying his balls into Sheila's squirming young
pussy.
She would squirm like Lady, wouldn't she? If this was her cunt, wouldn't she whimper
and whine like the dog? Sure she would! God, wouldn't that feel good-fucking his
spitting prick into Sheila's furry little cunt.
These obscene thoughts and feelings got him off a good one. His cock fired many
torpedoes of thick, rich cock-cream into Lady's helplessly churning pussy. He fucked
and fucked until he had shot all of his fiery load into the bitch's horny cunt.
The moment Ralph pulled his soaked, spent prick out of Lady's quivering cunt, the
female fell to the floor and panted hotly. The male stud immediately wandered up to
her pussy and started licking, eager to get at her pussy-juice and the thick jism Ralph
had left behind.
Ralph got to his feet and put his dripping prick back into his pants. He zipped up and
drew his shoulders back with pride. His unloving wife had been slowly undermining his
sense of self. His lewd thoughts about his sexy daughter had been making him feel less
a man. Now he gazed hotly at the whimpering, quivering bitch on the floor and felt like
a man again.
So much so, in fact, that he saw competition in the male stud Dalmatian. As incredible
as it seemed, he felt jealous. Why should he leave that son-of-a-bitch in the cage with
juicy Lady?
"Come here, you worthless prick," he said to the male. He pulled him by the collar out
of the breeding cage and pushed him into another cage by himself. "There. You can lick
her pussy through the cage if you want to, but you're not going to screw her again. I
hope you got her pregnant already, because that was you last piece of ass."
He paused at Lady's cage and smiled at her. She looked up at him soulfully, like a girl
thanking him for a great screwing.
"Stay in heat," he said to her rather obscenely. "He isn't going to relieve you. Build up
your heat overnight. I'll fuck you silly."
That night in bed, Ralph had a twinge of conscience about what he had done to a dog.
Some guilt and shame plagued him. But he couldn't wait until tomorrow!


Chapter 5

The next morning, Sheila awoke feeling creamy-dreamy. She stretched and smiled
lazily, happy with herself. Yesterday had been a good day. A juicy day! Except for the
intrusions of her mother and father, she'd had a marvelous day with all her pets.
She slipped out of bed and stood on tiptoe to stretch away her sleepiness. She was stark
naked and her tits jutted hard when she pushed her arms above her head. The wall
mirror reflected a luscious young figure with thrusting tits and a sharply curving ass.
Sheila saw herself and turned to the mirror.
She set one foot up on her dressing chair and touched her fingertips to her furry young
cunt as she looked in the mirror. With her foot up, her thighs were splayed nicely, and
her pussy-lips were apart. She rubbed one fingertip against her little clit and felt her
pussy wake up immediately. She moaned softly and rubbed her clit harder.
Then she pressed the flat of her hand against her cunt and rubbed vigorously. When
her pussy started screwing against her hand, she looked over at her huge poster picture
of a movie star in a scene from a recent movie.
Her hand flew furiously and her pussy twisted hornily against it. As her palm rubbed
up and down, her cunt shifted to and fro. So she got the best of both worlds and the
sensations pleased her tremendously.
Her little clit stiffened considerably from all the friction and soon her clit was scraping
hotly against her fucking palm.
She fucked her slender middle finger up into her hungry cunt and fucked it in and out
as she gazed through her lashes at the picture of the actor. Her young mind whirled
with erotic fantasies of him fucking the hell out of her as she stroked and rubbed her
pussy.
"Oh!" she gasped suddenly, and her body jerked. "I'm... I'm coming! Ohh, fuck me!"
She fucked all of her finger up into her hot pussy-hole and held it up there while she
squirmed her cunt furiously. Pretending that the actor had fucked all of his immense
prick up into her pussy, she buried her finger in there and fucked on it hotly. Her
breaths came in short little gasps as her passion soared and her pussy started to cream.
Her cunt flooded wetly and she quivered from head to toe. Her orgasm was so violent
that her pretty tits jiggled as if she were running. Shudders of pure delight rushed
through her heaving young belly and her cunt got soaked. When she finally eased her
finger out of her tight pussy, it was dripping wet.
Panting softly, she cupped her aching tits and massaged them for a while as her cunt
tingled and leaked. Then she pranced over to the poster of her hero and planted a sexy
kiss on his crotch. Smiling happily, she went into the bathroom to take her morning
pee and get washed up for breakfast.
She had to eat breakfast alone this morning, she discovered. When she came out of the
bathroom, she wiggled her goodies into a slight halter that her mother didn't like her to
wear and little white shorts that drove her father crazy. But when she arrived in the
kitchen, neither her mother nor her father were there.
On the refrigerator was the family note board. Sheila looked at it and saw a note from
her dad. "Sheila," it said, "I'm in the breeding room with Lady this morning. I don't
want to be disturbed."
Under his note, Sheila saw another, this one in her mother's feminine writing. It read:
"Good morning, darling. I've taken King and the new Boxer for a walk. See you later."
The thought that she was on her own this morning pleased Sheila. She hummed a
happy tune as she fixed herself some cold cereal. She ate it hurriedly, then grabbed a
banana. Before peeling it, she pulled the crotch of her shorts to one side and exposed
her blonde pussy. Then she inserted the fat banana into her cunt and fucked it for
several moments, getting herself off deliciously. By the time she came, she had half the
banana fucking into her body.
With her tits tingling and her cunt drenched nicely, she peeled the wet banana and
gobbled it up. She tossed the incriminating evidence into the waste bag under the sink
and left the house with bouncy steps. She felt great.
She let herself into the kennels and shut the door. She leaned against it and her ripe,
jutting tits strained beautifully behind the small triangles of her sexy halter. Her
sparkling blue eyes danced around the large barn at all the dogs and a shudder of
excitement passed through her. She never felt happier in her life. It was like standing in
her own harem of horny males! All these dogs belonged to her now, at least in her sexy
thoughts. She could do anything she wished with them.
So she did. Giggling excitedly, she pranced to kennel number six, which housed a
gorgeous German shepherd.
"Hello, Baron," she cooed, invading the dog's privacy. She closed the gate and dropped
to her knees and hugged the huge animal. Baron responded by licking his big thick
tongue all over her pretty face.
Sheila laughed excitedly as he did that. His tongue felt good against her skin, and she
knew it would feel even better against her cunt.
With delicious feelings in mind for herself, she got on all fours and called to the dog 
in the next kennel. "Come here, Trixie," she said sweetly. The Doberman was a female,
but in this case it didn't matter to Sheila. She had something definite in her young
mind.
She pulled the small triangles of her halter away from her jutting tits. She wiggled
closer to the chicken wire fencing and pushed her pointed tits through openings.
"Lick, Trixie," she rasped. "Lick Sheila's tits."
The Doberman sniffed a moment, then started licking her tongue all over the girl's tits.
She had licked them before. Her tongue lashed wildly across Sheila's tingling nipples.
As the Doberman licked her tits, Sheila reached behind herself and pulled at her shorts.
With a wiggle and a twist, she got her shorts yanked aside and bared her cute pussy to
Baron, the German shepherd. He only had to smell her pussy. The aroma of her juicy
cunt, reeking of come from her recent activities, attracted him quickly. His huge tongue
went crazy on her pussy as the female Doberman licked her nipples and tits.
Sheila moaned hotly and started wiggling all over with excitement. Her tits hardened
and her cunt got very horny. "Oh, fantastic," she rasped happily, "I've got you all to
myself today."
But just when she started to enjoy herself, just when she thought she had it made, she
heard the bell. Her father had hooked up the house doorbell to a bell in the kennels so
everyone would know when a client or potential customer came by.
"Oh, darn," Sheila moaned and quickly jumped away from the licking dogs. She
scurried out of the cage, pulling her halter back in place. When her tits were safely
tucked away behind their cute triangles, she pranced out of the barn and headed for the
front of the house.
"Oh. Hello," she said to the tall man standing in front of the door.
He turned and his eyes immediately devoured the teenager's luscious curves. A very
sexy grin crossed his handsome face and he said, "Good morning. Do you work here?"
"I'm Sheila," she said slowly. "Mr. Barnett's daughter."
"Well, I'm Jim Bishop," the man said. "The Wagstaffs told me you board animals."
"That's right," Sheila said, mounting the steps. She noticed how the man's gaze was
fixed on her ripe tits as she ascended to the porch with him. "I think I can help you."
"I'm sure you can," he said in a tone of voice that disturbed Sheila. She passed in front
of him, feeling awfully sex-conscious. There was something about this man that made
her feel naked.
He followed her swinging little ass into the house, but lost sight of it when she went
behind a desk. But then, there were her luscious round tits, half-naked in their skimpy
triangles.
"Just fill this out," Sheila said, pushing a form across the desk. She had to lean over to
do so and Jim Biship's prick hardened in his pants.
"Our rates are there," Sheila said, pointing to the rate card posted on the wall behind
her.
Jim scanned the figures briefly and said, "That's fair enough. I'd like to leave Tarzan
with you for a week."
"Tarzan?"
"Yes. A police dog. He's in the car. I'll get him as soon as I fill this out."
Sheila watched his hands as he leaned down and wrote his name, address and breed of
dog on the paper. He had nice hands, she thought. They looked strong and kind of
sexy. She wondered why she thought of them on her tits. It wasn't like her at all. But
there was something different about this man.
Or is it me? she wondered. It must be me. Probably because Trixie and Baron had just
been licking her tits and cunt.
Her blue eyes studied the man when he wasn't looking. He was a flirt, that was for
sure. But wasn't it silly for her to think more than that? A good-looking guy like him
wouldn't be really interested in a kid like her. he must have dozens of lady friends –
sexy, horny women who loved to fuck him.
When Jim handed the form to her and smiled, Sheila lowered her eyes self-consciously.
She felt foolish.
"Do you want to see Tarzan?" Jim asked. His gaze probed her gently rising tits and his
cock throbbed. He couldn't help thinking that this voluptuous young teenager must
have a sweet cunt.
His thought dwelled on her cunt – and ass and mouth and tits – as he walked with her
to his car.
Sheila felt her nipples and clit getting all tingly and it frightened her. She had never felt
like this with a man. Why did she feel this way now?
I've got to get back to the kennels, she told herself. That's what's wrong. I'm just horny.
Yet she couldn't entirely shake the feeling that this hunk of man was thinking very
raunchy things about her. Did he have a hard-on? Was she attractive to an older man!
Did he want to fuck her, like psychology books said about men and young girls?
"Here he is," Jim said. He let a huge police dog out of his car.
Sheila's eyes lit up on the gorgeous animal and her mind immediately shifted from
thoughts of the man's cock to thoughts of the dog's. He must really be hung, she
thought lewdly, and her pussy twitched.
"What a beautiful dog!" she exclaimed. "No wonder you named him Tarzan. I didn't
know a dog could have so many muscles. He looks so strong."
"He's a lazy mutt," Jim laughed. "But I'm glad you're an animal lover. I'm partial to
him and I wouldn't want to leave him with someone who doesn't like animals."
"Don't you worry about him, Mr. Bishop," Sheila said with great feeling. "I'll take good
care of him."
Jim's eyes reflected his lust and his heavy voice dripped sex as he said, "I'll bet you
will."
Sheila had an instant reaction of embarrassment and her pretty face flushed. It was as if
this man could read her mind. No one had ever suspected her secret, yet this stranger's
penetrating eyes and pointed remarks seemed to say he knew everything about her.
Sheila felt fear grip her heart.
She quickly bent down and talked to the dog, wanting to escape this horrible situation.
"Just put your check inside," she said, "or we can bill you later. I'll get Tarzan settled
in."
Jim watched the curvy chick lead his dog away. When she disappeared into the kennels,
he couldn't dismiss her from his mind. He had hit a nerve in the girl. He was sure of it.
Could his wild idea be true? Did that sexy teen fuck dogs?
Sheila installed the police dog in kennel number eight. She closed the gate and stood
outside gazing at him. "What an eyeful you are," she whispered hotly.
Her fingers gripped the cage wire and she swallowed nervously. Why didn't the man's
car drive away? She ached to get into that cage with this new hunk of male animal. Her
ripe tits heaved and her cunt got moist. Ohhh, I want him, she thought lewdly, staring
at the magnificent canine.
The door opened and Jim Bishop stepped inside. He stood eyeing Sheila and she saw
the big bulge in his pants.
"Mr. Bishop," Sheila said weakly. "I... I thought you were gone."
"I can't go yet," he said in a strained voice. His hard-on throbbed and Sheila saw his
prick move. He stepped toward her.
His approach had a strange effect on Sheila. Her legs wanted to run, as if she were in
danger. Yet she couldn't move.
"Mr. Bishop," she rasped, eyes wide and tits rising.
Jim Bishop felt drowned in incredible, hypnotic lust. "Christ, you're delicious," he said
through clenched teeth. He was out of control now. There was something about this
girl that triggered animal lust in him.
His hands lifted and attached themselves to Sheila's vibrating tits.
"No," she whimpered.
"You want it, too," he rasped.
His fingers pushed the triangles of her halter aside and his hot gaze was riveted on her
heaving young tits.
"Don't... don't touch me," Sheila panted. But her cute tits seemed to reach out to the
man.
He covered them with his hot sweaty palms and they hardened in his grip. Sheila
gasped as his big hands fondled her tits and nipples.
"Ohhh, don't," she sobbed. But no tears came to her eyes. They sparkled with fear laced
with excitement.
"You beautiful creature," Jim groaned, and his mouth covered hers. His tongue invaded
her soft, wet mouth. His hands squeezed her tits. His cock pressed against her crotch
and pounded. Sheila went weak.
Every ounce of resistance flowed out of her body as she came. Incredibly, unbelievably,
her cunt rammed against the strange man's breathtaking hard-on and flooded against
her will. In a way totally alien to everything she thought about herself, Sheila responded
to the man like a teenager dying for her first cock.
Her eyes fluttered and her fingernails dug into Jim's shoulders. Her lips clenched on his
probing tongue and she sucked helplessly. Her tits arched and she crushed them against
his powerful chest. Her pussy squirmed against his erect prick and got instantly hot and
wet.
To Jim Bishop this chick was a piece of cake. Deep-kissing her sucking young mouth,
he unzipped her shorts and pushed at them.
"Mmmmmm!" Sheila gasped through the horny kiss, and suddenly she helped him get
her shorts off her body. Mouthing his thick tongue homily, she thrust her shorts down
and mashed her naked cunt against his enormous cock.
Right there in front of kennel number eight, they sank to the floor. Jim broke the fiery
kiss. Sheila gasped. His mouth attacked her ripe, pink-tipped tits and he tore at his
pants.
The sound of his zipper was like an irresistible call to Sheila. Out of her head with
overwhelming passion, she plunged her hand down and grasped the largest, hottest
prick she'd ever felt.
"Oh!" she shrieked. "It's so fucking stiff!" And her lovely, trembling legs opened wide.
Dogs up and down the kennels howled as they smelled Sheila's familiar pussy in its wet
condition.


Chapter 6

Sheila Barnett and Jim Bishop were in the right place, a building reserved for animals.
like two wild beasts, they attacked one another with ferocity. When Sheila's legs
opened, Jim moved his broad hips between her shivery thighs. Sheila, still gripping his
gigantic prick, pulled his cock to her open, gushy fuck-hole. She held his bulging,
throbbing cock-head to her juicy cunt-mouth and Jim pushed his prick past her pussylips, 
through her clenching cunt-channel, right into the depths of her pussy.
"Ohhh!" Sheila gasped as every solid inch of the man's cock fucked into her horny
cunt. Her body jerked violently as he fucked his hot prick in her tight pussy, then her
knees shot up and her little ass started to screw around something fierce.
She completely lost her breath as the gasping man fucked her pussy brutally and with
increasing lust. His big cock rammed and fucked in and out of her cunt until Sheila
thought she'd die. Waves of mind-boggling pleasure rushed through her vibrant young
body with each breathtaking fuck of that fantastic cock.
Her cunt-mouth sucked his fucking prick as if her pussy wanted more. Jim pulled a
spiking pink nipple into his mouth and chewed on her aching tit as he fucked his thick
cock in and out of her drenched cunt.
His big ass rose and fell in violent thrusts and his hips powered his long, hot prick into
Sheila's churning pussy. Up and down his ass pumped and all of his soaked prick
fucked into her pussy.
His battering-ram prick plunged in and his blunt cock-head slammed into her pussy
where no cock had ever been. Again and again he fucked his monstrous prick into the
whimpering girl's tight little pussy until he realized what his prick was doing to her
when it was all the way in her cunt. Then he slammed into her. His big hot balls
rapped her cute ass. His cock-head lodged in her virginal womb. Sheila went wild.
Her trembling arms clung to him. Her head rocked hopelessly. Her tits shoved at his
face, one into his sucking mouth. And her soaked cunt fucked and screwed and
humped viciously on his deeply imbedded prick.
Her sudden orgasm was violent and frantic. Her pussy sucked on his buried prick as if
giving him a blow-job. Her fresh young cunt was new and tight, and obviously unused
to a prick like Jim's.
Jim loved how crazy the girl got on his plunged cock. Though his prick was all the way
up her spastic pussy, he fucked anyway, pushing, pushing, pushing. This drove Sheila
out of her mind. Never had a doggie-prick excited her like this. Of course, she'd never
had a dog really fuck her either.
Feeling the girl churning and screwing wildly, Jim pushed some more. Animal grunts
escaped Sheila's tense throat and with each noise she fucked her coming cunt on the
man's amazing prick.
Relishing the girl's helpless response to his cock, Jim chuckled lewdly on her jutting tit
and nibbled her nipple as he twisted his prick around inside her stuffed, fucking cunt.
Sheila gasped and her whole body tossed and jerked wildly as her pussy flooded again.
Her belly, her fuck-channel, her soaked pussy-lips – they all collapsed in spasms and
clenched on Jim's buried, deep-fucking cock. The resulting sensation was too much for
his prick. Jim groaned horribly as his balls exploded.
His enormous cock jerked viciously in Sheila's sucking cunt and huge globs of thick
cock-cream torpedoed through his distended cock-pipe. The big wads of hot jism
gushed out of his piss-hole and smashed into Sheila's heaving belly.
Jim gasped to feel how vicious his orgasm was. To make it even more powerful, he
resumed fucking his thick prick in and out of Sheila's tight little pussy. Her clenching,
spasming cunt-walls delighted his pistoning prick, and his cock shot a bigger load than
ever. Sheila swooned as the giant cock spit savagely into her snatch. She came with
him.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned as cock and cunt slowed their vicious pace. "I've never been
fucked like that!"
Jim rammed his drenched cock up into her pussy. "But you've been fucked," he rasped.
"Nooo," Sheila whimpered.
That startled Jim. "I'm the first?"
"Yessss."
"But you're so fucking sexy," he panted. "How did you get so sexy?"
Her cummy pleasure acted like a truth serum on Sheila. She couldn't lie. "The dogs,"
she breathed, writhing her cunt, "they lick me. I suck them. We come, we come."
She was delirious, Jim could see. His prick jolted in her pussy. "You fuck around with
these dogs?"
"Yes, yesss," Sheila hissed. "All of them?"
"Yes! Ohhh, keep your cock up me! I'm gonna come some more!"
Still aroused to a feverish pitch of excitation, she screwed her lusciously wet pussy
homily on his imbedded prick. The sucking action of her tight cunt kept Jim's cock
semi-hard. As she moaned and tried to fuck him, his cock stiffened.
"God damn!" he groaned, and fucked her again. His prick lengthened and thickened
and grew rigid, and he fucked into her hungry cunt.
This time his lust was violent yet controlled. Desiring to get all the pleasure he could
out of this frantic teenager, he rolled with her and got her on top.
Position meant nothing to Sheila now. She was drugged by his enormous cock as if he
were injecting her pussy with Spanish Fly.
When Jim was on his back, Sheila slowly sat up, her eyes rolling in her head. Grasping
her aching, thrusting tits, she mauled them hornily and jounced up and down on Jim.
Her hungry cunt plunged up and down on his high, stiff cock.
"Ohhh, I'm coming so much!" she gasped. Jim watched lewdly as the sex-crazed girl
ravished his cock with her leaking cunt. Each time she slammed down, his powerful
cock fucked into her squirming pussy, and Sheila shuddered violently. Jim soon realized
that each time Sheila came down on his rigid fuck-pole, she came.
It took some time for his balls to work up another load of jism for Sheila, but her
dedicated effort had its rewards. His prick throbbed in her fucking pussy and she
caught her breath.
"Give it to me!" she cried, squeezing her tits brutally. "Ohhhh, let me feel it come
again!"
Jim's cock obeyed. Sheila's plunging, sucking cunt blew him. He busted his balls
violently. With the first blast of come, he threw his ass up into the air. His prick fucked
into Sheila's twisting pussy and discharged a fiery load of thick jism. Sheila felt it and
she gasped and moaned as she fucked his spitting prick savagely.
To a man like Jim it was a beautiful sight to see such a young girl go crazy on his cock.
Sheila looked like she would soar to heaven as she came on his fucking, pumping cock.
The mere sight of the teenager mauling her jutting tits and fucking her furry little cunt
on his prick was enough to make Jim lose his cool. He grabbed Sheila around the waist
and pulled her down. He rolled with her, got her on her back, and fucked his fiery
prick into her helpless cunt.
Sheila gagged as he fucked her brutally, then her mouth sought his. Her tongue was out
of her mouth before he even kissed her and she screwed it around in his mouth as her
cunt twisted and churned hornily.
The horny kiss lasted longer than Jim's spent dick. Sheila's pussy, so young and tight,
clenched around the thickness of Jim's big prick and the pressure forced it out of her
fuck-hole. His soaked cock plopped out with a slurpy sound and dangled loosely
between the girl's writhing thighs.
Jim did a push-up and hovered over Sheila's quivering tits for a moment, watching
them rise and fall with her labored breathing. He smiled to himself. That was a fine
piece of ass, he thought with satisfaction. But now there were other things to consider,
things Sheila never would have thought about.
He looked around the kennels and remembered that the girl had mentioned her
parents. Where were they? Would they walk in and find him fucking their cute little
daughter? That would be a bitch!
He pushed himself up and got to his feet. His mind moved on to other business. Now
that he had his dog safely housed for the week, he could go on to New York. He looked
at his watch. His plane would leave in a few more hours.
Sheila's head rolled. Her eyes fluttered open and she gazed up dreamily at the man who
had just given her her first cock. Actually, she wasn't as interested in the man as she
was in his prick. The marvelous feelings she now had were thanks to that big hunk of
cock-meat hanging between his legs.
Her bright gaze moved slowly over his prick.
Her pink tongue licked at her lips. Her father's books leaped into her mind. One day as
she had cleaned the house for her mother, she had come across her dad's stash of
hidden fuck-books. Sheila had devoured every one of them that day.
Now she gazed at Jim Bishop's thick cock and had daydreams. The books said a man
would rape a teenaged girl, then do all sorts of sexy things to her. In one book, Sheila
had read that a girl had to suck her rapist's prick after he'd fucked her royally. Was this
man going to fuck his cock between her tits and make her lick and suck his prick? A
shudder of excitement coursed through her body and her blood rushed hotly.
So it was quite a shock to Sheila when she saw the man's nice hands tuck his cock back
into his pants. She stared wide-eyed as he put his prick away and zipped his pants up.
Her heart sank behind her excited young tits.
Prepared to leave, Jim seemed to notice her for the first .time. He grinned at her and
winked. "See you in a week," he said, and walked out of the kennels.
Sheila thought she would pass out. Funny feelings washed through her body and
boggled her mind. A sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach made her feel weak as
a kitten.
Is that all, she thought frantically. Just like that? A gorgeous, beautiful fuck and then
nothing? No more sex? Wasn't he still horny for her? Wasn't she pretty enough to
rape?
Sheila heard the car drive off and the truth hit her like a ton of bricks. The man had
seen her and gotten hot for her cunt. He saw in Sheila a willing, helpless girl who
needed a stiff cock. He'd fucked her, then left her panting there on the floor.
Sheila couldn't believe what had just happened to her. The royal fucking hadn't satisfied
her by a long shot. Her ripe young tits and horny little cunt were still primed for some
sex-fun.
"How could he do this to me?" Sheila breathed hotly, feeling her nipples and clit
tingling. "Ohhh, that rat!"
Needing some more sex fast, before she went out of her mind, Sheila scrambled on all
fours to the closest animal cage. She reached up and her fingers trembled as they
unlatched the gate. She crawled into the cage with a big Dane. Rex wasn't as gentle as
some of the other dogs, but Sheila was in a hurry to come.
She rolled onto her back and threw her pretty legs wide. "Lick it!" she gasped, thinking
of Jim Bishop's huge prick. "Here, Rex! Eat me!"
He ate her all right. He sniffed her furry cunt, all leaky with her fuck-juices and the
man's jism, and he attacked her cunt with a wildness that caused Sheila much pain. But
her pleasure exceeded her pain, that was why she permitted the big animal to chew into
her horny little cunt.
The Dane bared his teeth and nibbled her cunt-flesh as if her pussy were a hunk of
meat to eat. Sheila cried out at first, but then she remembered that Rex had a mean
streak in him. His thick tongue certainly delighted her clit, so how could she complain
if he nipped her pussy? She couldn't. Not when she was humping for a good orgasm.
She grasped her jutting tits and mauled them feverishly as she twisted her hurting cunt
around on the vicious doggie-snout. Rex rammed his wet nose into her pussy and his
sharp teeth snapped rapidly at her juicy fuck-hole. He was after all that thick jism up
her cunt, and he finally got it all. Only when the man's come was gone did Rex begin
to lap Sheila's pussy with any degree of tenderness.
Then his huge, floppy tongue lashed her pussy viciously and the scrappy tongue thrilled
Sheila's pussy-lips and clit. Her hands tightened on her taut tits and she writhed
helplessly as her cunt flooded. It was a nice come that left her breathless and anxious
for another.
She crawled on all fours out of the cage and into the next. The dog was female, but
Sheila let her lick her hot pussy until she came again. Then she crawled to the next
cage. This one was a frisky young spaniel, a male, and after he licked Sheila's aching tits
and burning cunt, she sucked him off. As her sexy mouth fucked up and down on his
throbbing young cock, she daydreamed of the man's prick. Why didn't he make her
blow him? How mean of him!
Five cages and five dogs later, Sheila finally felt somewhat pacified. Gasping for breath
and buzzing all over from a series of delicious orgasms, she finally crept away from the
noisy cages and retrieved her little shorts. She pulled them on and got to her feet.
Pulling them up, she wiggled her curvy little ass into them and held in her belly as she
zipped them up. She covered her ripe tits and smiled.
Her gaze danced from dog to dog, her true friends, the ones she could count on to give
her a good time. They didn't abandon her like that man had! Dogs were faithful.
Reliable. Steady. And always hungry for her pussy. That was the best part.
Feeling much better now, Sheila went out the back door and looked around. The small
light was still on over the door of the breeding room, which signaled that Mr. Barnett
was still in there. Sheila frowned.
Why was her father in there so long today? And why had he started so early? Was Lady
finally in heat? Then she recalled a conversation she had overheard at a dinner table.
Yes, her dad had mentioned that Lady was doing fine now, that the stud was on the job.
Of course, her father had dropped his voice to deliver this news, but Sheila had heard
anyway.
She gazed at the yellow bulb with distaste. That had been her mother's idea. "You
should install a warning light over the door," she had said to her husband. "What if
Sheila should walk in there someday?"
But Sheila was a typically curious teenager. She had found a way to peek inside the
secret building. It hadn't done her any good at the time. She saw a male dog and a
female dog sleeping. The next day she had peeked again and saw the dogs frolicking.
But no fucking!
Because of her disappointing experiences, Sheila had given up trying to discover what
went on behind the brown door of the breeding room. Besides, her animal friends kept
her plenty busy.
But now Sheila's curiosity was renewed. Now that she had come deliciously and
plentifully and her pussy was content, she reverted to her normal teenaged antics. Why
not peek in just to see why her dad stayed in there so long? So she quickly made her
way around to the back of the building.
She knew where the chink in the wall was. She'd made it herself a year before. And she
had carefully and cleverly put a small hole inside to finish the job. Now she squatted
and held a small bush aside, uncovering the hole in the wall. She knelt down and put
her face to the wood. Her right eye lined up with the hole and she peered inside.
A gasp caught in her throat. Her tits almost pushed right out of her halter. And her
pussy creamed. What she saw inside made her blood rush fiercely through her veins
and her heart raced behind her heaving tits.
Right there before her wide startled eyes she saw her father on his knees, holding
tightly onto the female Dalmatian. And he was fucking the animal!
Sheila's gasp finally made it out of her tight throat and she watched her dad's prick as
his cock fucked wetly in and out of Lady's tight little pussy. Oddly enough, it was her
father's prick and not the act of fucking a dog that took her breath away. She had never
seen her dad's cock before. Now that she saw his prick, she couldn't believe what she
was seeing.
Ralph Barnett's cock was immense, much larger than Jim Bishop's! His prick was
gigantic! Huge! Monstrous! How could Lady's small cunt take all of that thing?
Sheila's mind rumbled with questions that piled up faster than she could find answers
to them. Her mind whirled as she watched her father's powerful hips piston violently
and saw his thick prick ram and fuck into the dog's sucking little cunt. He was out of
his head, Sheila was sure. He looked like he was in seventh heaven as he fucked his
raunchy cock into the helpless animal's body.
The sight of fucking alone, no matter who was doing it, made Sheila's fuck-urge erupt
in her belly. Her cunt flooded as her gaze remained glued to the sight of her dad's prick
fucking wetly in and out of Lady's pussy. Sheila got so hot that her body naturally
started fucking motions. Had anyone come upon her at that time, it would have looked
like she was getting fucked by an invisible prick. She was moving just like a girl getting
fucked, and her pussy soaked her shorts.
Ralph Barnett fucked all of his cock into the Damnation's clenching pussy and busted
his balls so violently that the dog howled. He clenched his teeth, threw his head back,
and pumped a huge load of hot come into the bitch.
Sheila fell back on her ass and gasped for breath. Overwhelmed by what she had seen,
she rolled on the grass panting. Her tits thrust and her hips squirmed as she stared
unseeingly into the blue sky.
"My God!" she gasped.
The alarming experience had a strange effect on the shocked girl. She bolted to her feet
and ran. She ran and ran and ran, just as she would have run had she seen her parents
fucking. With mind spinning and tits jiggling and ass swinging, she dashed down the
slope into the stand of oak trees. She deeply wished she hadn't seen her father like that.
It isn't right for a girl to see her dad fucking, she thought. Especially fucking a dog!
Gasping for breath, Sheila ran into the safety of the woods. She wanted to get far away
from the disturbing, mind-boggling scene. She wanted to forget that she had even seen
such a thing between a dog and her dad. Why, that was horrible!
She stopped running and collapsed against a tree trunk. Her chest hurt. She struggled
for breath. She tilted her pretty head back and looked skyward. "How could he do a
thing like that?" she breathed hotly. "Is this why things have been so tense between him
and mom? Is he fucking dogs instead of her?"
This was a heavy problem for a teenaged girl who should have had to worry about
nothing but the enjoyment of life. Emotionally confused, she thought maybe if she
finger-fucked her cunt and daydreamed of some actor fucking her, she could get her
mind off of the terrible problem.
Her idea was right. She did need something to get her feverish young mind off the sight
of her father fucking a bitch in heat. And she got it. But it wasn't what she planned.
Just when she started to push her fingers inside her shorts to play with her pussy, she
heard the most unearthly moan. It was a female moan. Sheila could tell that. But why
out here in the middle of nowhere?
"What in the world is going on around here?" she asked as she automatically followed
the noise. Her cute little ears were well tuned, for she came upon the source of the
commotion a few yards from where she had stood.
She walked right up to some bushes to scoot between them. But she froze in her tracks.
On the other side of the bushes, in a small clearing, she spotted her mother. Edna
Barnett was on all fours, moaning horribly, and Sheila thought she'd faint dead away as
she ogled the horny scene.
The new Boxer, a huge powerful animal, was fucking his enormous prick in and out of
Edna's squirming, screwing pussy, and King, the German shepherd was lapping the hell
out of her lush, pendulous tits. Sheila's eyes felt like they would burst out of her head
as she watched her horny mother going crazy with sexual delirium. She was obviously
coming something fierce.
Sheila staggered back, covering her eyes with her hand. She turned and fled, running as
fast as her young legs could carry her. She raced up the sloping hill past the breeding
room. The light was still on.
"My God! Oh, my God!" she gasped, rushing inside the kennels. She shut the door and
leaned against it to catch her breath, to find her senses, to calm her whirling mind. Her
tits heaved so hard that one pink nipple did jump out from behind its protective
triangle. Sheila didn't notice.
Frantic with rushing, conflicting emotions, she paced up and down in front of the
animal cages, oblivious to the dogs. She worried her lower lip. She chewed her
fingernails. She thought and thought, trying to make sense of this extraordinary,
unbelievable day!
So that was why her parents were having bedroom troubles, she realized. It didn't
matter which one was to blame. They were both fucking dogs instead of one another!
Her father had looked like he was thoroughly enjoying Lady's animal pussy. And her
mom! God, was she fucking!
Sheila's young mind could not handle the situation. Thoroughly confused, she slipped
into a cage and got down on the floor with a male dog. Lowering her shorts, she curled
into a sixty-nine position and sucked the animal's stiff prick as he licked furiously into
her churning cunt-hole. Sheila lost herself in exquisite, orgasmic pleasure.
After four healthy comes, a saving thought dropped into her mind. Sheila burst into
excited laughter. Why hadn't she thought of that before? She giggled and laughed and
jerked the doggie-prick happily. She had her answer. How simple! Her mother and her
father needed sex too! Just like her! If she could get her cookies with dogs, why not her
mom and dad?
Her laughter pealed through the kennels, and she rocked with orgasm as the dog
lapped furiously at her furry little cunt. Relieved and satisfied, she plunged her sexy
mouth down on the animal's throbbing cock and gave him the blow-job of his life.
Later, she laughed at herself for having been so childish and foolish. Now that she was
gratified by the licking, lapping dog, she could see beauty in what her parents were
doing. Come to think about it, her mother looked rather beautiful naked, fucking so
hotly on that rampaging doggie-cock. And how masterful her dad had looked, gripping
that helpless bitch and fucking his gigantic prick into her with such power. God, what a
cock!


Chapter 7

Sheila awoke the next morning and rolled out of bed feeling frisky. She pranced naked
into the bathroom and washed up for breakfast, pausing to admire the thrust of her tits
in the mirror. She curled her palms around her tits and made them feel good before
returning to her room.
There, too, she posed in front of the long mirror and admired her furry blonde-haired
cunt. She petted her pussy with her naughty fingertips and cooed, "You hungry little
mouth you!" She giggled and got dressed in one of her sexy minidresses.
For the first time in a long time she didn't start her day by getting herself off on her
fingers. After her experiences yesterday, every fiber of her being felt drawn to the
animals waiting in the kennels. Now that she knew her mother and father were fucking
around with dogs, she felt freer to do so. Just the thought of all those willing doggie
tongues and stiff, throbbing pricks made her shudder with anticipation.
Cocksucking was on her young mind as she walked into the kitchen. Her father was at
the table, eating alone.
"Where's mom?" Sheila asked, going to the cupboard.
"She took a couple of dogs for their walk," he said.
Sheila stood on tiptoe and reached high in the cupboard for a box of cereal. She was
thinking about sucking King's big cock if her mother hadn't taken him away again this
morning.
Ralph Barnett had some pretty raunchy thoughts himself. As his daughter reached for
her cereal, he trained his eyes on her curvy young body and, for the first time so boldly,
looked her up and down. If Sheila could have seen the lust in his eyes, she would have
been horrified. She knew he was starved for love and that he therefore fucked Lady, but
she was too young to perceive the deeper meaning of his sexual confusion. Starved for
love and affection from his frigid wife, all of his energy had channeled into his cock.
Pure lust was his motive these days, ever since his first fuck with the female dog.
Because fucking Lady had been such a ball-busting experience, his balls and prick were
finely tuned for sex. like an alcoholic who can't get enough to drink, Ralph Barnett had
tasted wild and free sex with an animal in heat, and now he couldn't get enough cunt.
Due to his condition, his daughter looked not only sweet and innocent, but sexy and
fuckable. Ralph Barnett was horny.
Now he noticed that Sheila was wearing one of her sexy minidresses. Because she had
sprouted up and out, the dress was sexier than ever. It was blue, like her eyes, cut low
across her ripe, jutting tits and high on her curvy white thighs. Higher than she
thought. Her father watched her pour cereal into a bowl, then ogled her luscious tits.
As Sheila ate her breakfast, Ralph wondered if she had any idea how she looked to a
man. His wife kept telling him that Sheila was just a child. Of course Sheila didn't
know she was sexy. But Ralph doubted his wife's opinion this morning. His stiff prick,
throbbing in his pants, told him that Sheila had to know she turned men on.
I'll bet she admires herself in her mirror, he thought in an unfatherly fashion. Does she
pose naked? Maybe she plays with those lovely tits and gets them hot. Maybe she rubs
her cunt. Is she cherry? Or does she stick her finger up her snatch and come? God, I'll
bet she's beautiful naked and coming.
Sheila finished her meal. She felt uneasy for some strange reason. Probably because she
saw him fucking Lady, she told herself as she put her empty dish on the sink. But she
turned faster than her father expected and for a startling moment she saw the look in
his eyes. He quickly looked away and got to his feet. Sheila swallowed nervously.
Hadn't he been eyeing her ass just then?
Ralph left the kitchen and, when Sheila entered the living room, she saw him in his
recliner, going over the books.
It's this dress, she thought. Mom hates me to wear it, it's so short. Poor daddy. Maybe
he got hot. She noticed that his legs were crossed. Was he hiding a hard-on? Sheila
wondered if she gave him a boner.
Can a girl give her own father a stiff cock? What am I thinking? she asked herself.
Goodness, I need something! She didn't feel like going back to her room to finger-fuck
her pussy. She needed something more substantial.
"I'm going out to the kennels," she announced.
That disappointed her father. He was secretly hoping she'd stick around so he could get
an eyeful. He looked up from the work he was pretending to do and said, "It's only
nine. You don't have to start work until ten."
"I know," Sheila said nonchalantly, "but I have a lot to do. I have to check and see
which dogs mom took. Baron's cage needs more cleaning. And if I feed the dogs now,
maybe I can quit an hour earlier."
Sheila could see that she sounded convincing. But why did her dad look so
disappointed? "Okay," he murmured. "Go ahead."
Sheila went to the kennels puzzled. What a strange thing. It was almost as if her father
had wanted her to stay in the house with him. Why would he want that?
The moment she entered the kennels, she forgot her father. Just seeing all the friendly
dogs waiting for her was enough to get her very excited.
She let herself into Baron's cage and the German shepherd jumped for joy. Trixie, the
Doberman next door, got excited, too. Usually, when Sheila entered Baron's cage, it
meant that Trixie would get to lick the girl's luscious tits through the wire.
Sheila got down on her knees and took the time to hug and kiss the German shepherd.
She laughed hotly as his big tongue lapped her pretty face, but when his tongue-tip
flicked her lips, she moaned softly. She heard Trixie putting up a fuss and twisted to
look at her.
"You're as eager as I am," she giggled. "Just a minute, will you? I'll be there in a
minute." The Doberman barked in reply, anxious to get at Sheila's boobs.
But Sheila had something new on her mind, something she had to think out. Having
seen her mother getting fucked by a dog, Sheila now wanted that. Jim Bishop had
turned her young cunt on to stiff cock. Why not Baron's? But how did her mom get the
dog up on her back and his prick up her pussy?
Sheila attacked the problem with the same gusto with which she attacked school
problems in mathematics or English.
First she experimented. She got on all fours and turned her rear end to the dog. Then
she hiked her dress up on her back and exposed her curvy little ass and furry young
cunt.
"Come here, Baron," she said. "Don't lick it now. I want you to get up on my back."
The German shepherd was already used to licking her pussy for her, so he
automatically shoved his wet snout between her thighs and licked his thick tongue up
and down her sweet pussy.
"Oh, Baron, listen to me!" Sheila breathed, trying to get her cunt away from his fucking
tongue. "Climb up on me! Don't you understand English? Mount! Jump! Climb me!"
Nothing worked. "Oh, don't you understand?"
She lowered her forehead to her arms in front of her and thought deeply as the horny
dog licked his big tongue all over her ass and cunt. The thrills up her pussy didn't help
her think. She finally turned away from the raunchy doggie-tongue and sat on her ass
to keep him away.
She set her chin in the palm of her hand and gazed at the dog for long moments, trying
to puzzle out the situation. It dawned on her then that Baron might try harder to fuck
her if he had a whopping hard-on. "Oh, of course!" she said brightly. "Why didn't I
think of that? He's not Mr. Bishop. Why would he want to fuck a girl? I have to help
him!"
She soon had the solution in hand. Her fist tightened around the German shepherd's
cock-sheath. She toyed and pumped his cock until his big red prick started out. Then
she grasped that between her fingers and manipulated his cock gently and lovingly,
making his prick bigger and thicker. Baron groaned as the girl jerked his prick into
immense stiffness.
"There," Sheila said happily, eyeing her handiwork. "Now you want to screw, don't
you?"
As if replying, the dog started fucking his cock through her small, tight fist, humping
his haunches as if to fuck.
"Ohhmmmm," Sheila moaned, seeing him do that. It turned her on immediately and
she scrambled onto her hands and knees again. She flipped her dress up on her back
and offered her naked ass and pussy to the animal.
"Come on now, Baron," she said. "Do it right. No licking. You can lick it later. Fuck
me now. Put your prick in my pussy and screw me.
These horny words, which meant nothing to the dog, meant a hell of a lot to her father
who was now standing in the doorway. When Sheila had left him alone, he couldn't get
her out of his mind. After some internal struggle, he decided to wander around the
kennels and get an eyeful of his pretty little girl as she went about her chores. But he
stepped into the kennels just in time to see his daughter on all fours with her pussy
naked and her words ringing out clearly.
"Jesus H. Christ!" he gasped when he heard Sheila tell the dog to fuck her.
Sheila's pretty head whipped around and she looked over her shoulder. "Daddy!" she
gasped.
"Don't move an inch!" Ralph rasped, getting into the cage with her and the German
shepherd. "Stay just like you are!"
Sheila misinterpreted the tone of his gruff voice. She didn't realize the gruffness was
caused by his sudden and violent lust, not by fatherly anger. "Daddy," she choked.
"Don't get mad."
"I'm not mad," he said hotly, dropping to his knees. "I'm gonna help you."
"You are!" Sheila croaked.
"Yes. Right after I fuck you!"
He pulled his daughter off her hands and knees and knocked her to the floor of the
cage. Sheila caught her breath. "Daddy! No! What are you doing?" 
It was a dumb question. Her feverish father was kissing her, forcing her onto her back,
unzipping his fly, pinning her down.
Sheila felt his monstrous wet prick kiss the lips of her saucy little cunt. "Nooo!" she
cried, horrified and turned on at the same time. This was the giant prick she had seen
fucking so brutally into Lady, the cute Dalmatian! This was her own father's cock –
big, wet, forceful, thrilling!
"No, nooooo!" she whimpered as Ralph lodged his bulging cock-head in her juicy cuntmouth.
"What are you yelling about?" her father rasped, pushing his cock into her squirming
pussy. "Stop wiggling so much! You wanted to fuck a dog!"
"But you're my father!" Sheila gasped as half the length of his prick filled her anxious,
helpless cunt.
"Oh, shit," Ralph murmured hotly, crushing her tits beneath his chest. "What the hell
difference does that make now? If you can fuck a dog, you can fuck your dad!"
"But it isn't right!" Sheila gasped. Her cunt twisted nervously as more of her father's
immense cock inched into her wet cunt.
"Do me a favor, Sheila," her father said through clenched teeth. "Shut up and fuck!"
"Daddy!" she gasped, taken aback.
To silence her childish complaints, he covered her sexy mouth with his and shoved his
thick tongue between her teeth. Sheila choked on his big tongue and her cunt writhed
on his big cock. The two things in her helpless body rendered her breathless and weak.
Her hot pussy started screwing on her dad's giant prick.
The minute Ralph felt the tightness of her wet pussy clenching around the thickness of
his raging cock, he started fucking all of his cock up into her pussy. To his delight and
amazement, Sheila's cunt was as tight as Lady's. Because her pussy was so juicy and
hot, it took his adult prick nicely and felt so good to Ralph that he fucked her as
brutally as he had fucked the dog.
All hell broke loose inside Sheila's writhing, trembling body. Her fingernails dug into
her father's shoulders and her cute ass suddenly jerked up off the floor as if her hot
pussy was trying to swallow all of his prick. With her ass airborne, she helplessly and
homily fucked her soaked cunt on his massive, plunging cock.
She gasped homily through the hot kiss, and her fingernails dug deeper into her father's
flesh as her ass squirmed and her pussy humped furiously.
Ralph forgot that Sheila was his daughter. With his eyes shut in agonized pleasure, with
a teenaged girl moaning and screwing hotly beneath him, with his enormous prick
fucking in and out of a fantastic cunt, how could he remember that she was his
daughter? All he knew now was that he was fucking, that his big balls were slapping a
mighty fine ass, and that his cock was fucking in and out of a delicious cunt.
His fuck-feelings grew as intense and dynamic as Sheila's. They both lost their heads
and fucked hotly. Ralph's powerful hips thrust and plummeted brutally and the full
length of his raging prick fucked into Sheila's twisting, screwing cunt. Her pussy sucked
like a horny mouth on her dad's wild prick.
Ralph fucked all of his prick into her cunt and let out a groan that startled the watching
dog. Baron barked in alarm, as if he thought Ralph was attacking the girl. In a sense, he
was. He was attacking Sheila's furry young pussy with all his strength as his balls grew
closer and closer to discharging.
His cock jolted like a wild animal in Sheila's pussy and she grunted like a pig when she
felt his prick. She knew her father was going to pump his fiery load of jism into her
heaving belly and suddenly she wanted it very much.
With the lust of a nymphomaniac about to get her first prick in months, Sheila fucked
her pussy homily on her dad's fucking cock and her cunt-mouth sucked the come right
out of his aching balls.
Sheila whimpered and sucked her father's tongue as she humped her hot cunt wildly on
his fucking prick. She felt his cock enlarge and get ready to explode. Instead of stopping
him, as part of her wanted to, she fucked faster and harder to encourage his cock to
spit. His prick obeyed and let loose with great spurts of thick jism, each of which made
Sheila's curvy body jerk and toss. Her pussy flooded even as her dad pumped his come
into her writhing cunt.
Her whole body trembled and jerked as she came. In a fit of orgasm, she wrenched her
mouth away from her father's and gasped loudly as she fucked the jism out of his thick
prick. Her eyes rolled in her head. Her tits thrust angrily against his chest and she
twisted them against him as she screwed her hot cunt round and round on his
plunging, spitting cock.
"Ohhhhmmmm," she moaned passionately, then gasped for breath as her dad slowed
down in fucking her pussy. He shook violently with his last spasms of pleasure and
emptied his balls into her sweet cunt. Then, gasping, he pulled his drenched cock out of
her slurpy cunt-hole. Sheila shivered from head to toe when he did that and her pussy
twitched like a smacking mouth.
As lustful as he was now, Ralph Barnett could not forget the sight of his daughter's cute
ass, all naked for a doggie-prick. He rolled off of Sheila's writhing body and as she
rubbed her aching tits and squirmed her cunt, he called to the dog.
Sheila's head was still spinning when her dad's big hands gripped her hips and turned
her over onto her tits.
"Come on, baby," he rasped hotly. "Up on your hands and knees. That's it. Steady now,
Sheila. Hold yourself up. That-a-girl." He held onto her weak hips and glanced at the
big dog. "Come here, Baron. Get your ass over here."
He helped the dog mount his little girl, then he reached under the animal and guided
his big wet prick into Sheila's leaking little cunt. Sheila howled as the thick dog-cock
fucked her burning pussy.
Ralph sat back and stared hotly at the raunchiest scene he'd ever witnessed. His
daughter looked positively delicious in this position, getting fucked by a huge German
shepherd. His own cock erected again as he watched the lust-driven beast fuck the hell
out of Sheila's delightful young cunt.
Sheila's head spun as the dog fucked his mighty prick in and out of her freshly fucked
pussy. When her father had fucked her, a part of her wanted to cry out against the
outrage, but now it was Baron fucking her. Baron was her friend, a wonderful cuntlicker.
"Ohhhh, Baronnnnn!" she moaned, fucking back on his powerful prick. "Give it to me!
Ewww! Ohhh! Fuck meeeee! Fuck meeeee!"
As the dog pumped his cock and then his jism into her twisty young pussy, Sheila was
no longer mad at her father. She had thought she would be very angry with him after
the fucking was over. But he had helped Baron get into her cunt, exactly what she had
wanted in the first place.
Now she wasn't mad at her dad any more.


Chapter 8

Ralph Barnett was thoroughly smitten with his own daughter. Sheila looked absolutely
delicious on all fours with her dress up around her waist and a German shepherd
fucking his thick prick in and out of her cunt.
When the animal pumped his fiery load of jism into Sheila and dropped off of her
gasping, writhing body, Ralph pulled her to him on the floor and embraced her hotly,
kissing her mouth homily.
"Baby, baby," he rasped, feeling her lovely tits. "God, how I've thought of fucking you!"
"Y-you have?" Sheila stammered, feeling his cock throb against her naked thigh.
"So many times," the emotional man said hotly. "I've dreamed of it. Seeing you running
around half-naked sometimes. Watching you grow up into a beautiful, luscious female.
God, I've wanted to shove my cock into you!"
"Golly!" Sheila choked, taken aback by his outburst of feeling, not to mention what his
prick was doing to her flesh.
"I almost lost my mind when I saw you bending over for Baron's dick," he revealed.
"How gorgeous you looked. My cock got so hard for you."
"I know!" Sheila gasped, reaching down between them. "It's giant now!" Her slender
fingers curled around his throbbing cock-shaft and she jerked his prick up and down
slowly, feeling his cock, testing its strength.
"Jesus, your hand feels good on my prick," Ralph rasped. "Let me see your tits."
He opened her dress and bared her luscious young tits. He stared at them hotly as
Sheila slowly played with his thickening cock. Then he lowered his face to them and
sucked a spiking pink nipple up into his mouth. Sheila whimpered with pleasure and
jerked his prick faster.
Overcome by released lust for his little girl, Ralph raised his head from her jutting tits
and whispered, "Take your dress off. Let me see you stark naked."
Sheila's blue eyes twinkled and a soft smile curved her sexy young mouth. "Okay," she
cooed, happy to please him now.
She sat up and peeled her short dress over her head. Ralph's eyes didn't miss an inch
for her unveiled young body. When she dropped the dress aside, he ogled her naked,
curvaceous form and licked his lips.
"I didn't know you were so beautiful," he rasped. "I mean – this beautiful. You could
be a centerfold nude."
"What a nice thing to say," Sheila purred. To reward him for such a juicy compliment,
she stretched out on her back with her arms above her head and displayed all her
charms for him. She let her legs open so he could view her cunt.
Remembering how she had so hornily fucked Baron, her raunchy dad added, "In fact,
you could star in a fuck film."
"Daddy!" Sheila gasped. "Now don't be naughty!"
"That's not naughty," he chuckled, fondling her ripe, pointed tits as she returned her
hand to his prick. "You could. Why, men all over the country would pay a lot to watch
you screw a dog, especially a big one like Baron. How gorgeous you looked screwing
your pretty ass around as he fucked you. I didn't know you liked to fuck dogs."
"I didn't either," Sheila said. "Until today."
"What? Are you saying Baron's the first dog you've screwed?"
"Yes. Thanks to you. I couldn't get him up on my back."
Ralph frowned. "But, if you never fucked a dog before, what made you want to today?"
"Oh," Sheila cooed. "When I saw mom fucking a dog, I just had to. Baron always licks
my pussy, but I-"
"Hold it! Hold it!" Ralph gasped. "What did you say? You saw your mother fucking a
dog?"
Sheila's hand left his cock and flew to her gaping mouth. "Oh, my God!" she gasped. "I
talked out of turn!"
"Never mind that," her father said, gripping one of her tits tensely. "Where did you see
this?"
"Daddy..."
"Tell me!"
Tears welled in Sheila's eyes. "But you'll get mad. I know you and mom have been
having problems. Maybe she had to. like me. Oh, I'm so confused."
Ralph realized he had been ready to overreact. He took a deep breath and fondled her
tits lightly. He leaned over and kissed her mouth softly and gently.
"There, there," he soothed, "it's all right. You just took me by surprise, that's all. I
promise not to get mad. Just tell me about your mother and the dog."
Sheila searched his face for sincerity and when she saw it, she told him everything. "In
a clearing in the woods," she explained. "I just happened to see her. I thought she was
just walking the dog. It was King that day. But when I looked over some bushes, there
she was on all fours getting fucked by the beast."
"I see," Ralph murmured thoughtfully. "That explains a lot. Now I know why she's
been so cold toward me lately. She's been getting plenty of cock."
"That's no reason to be grumpy," Sheila chided. "You've sure been getting yours!"
Ralph blinked dumbly, then blinked in surprise. Sheila knew!
"Christ," he groaned, "did you see me, too? You've been a busy little girl."
"Both times were accidents," Sheila said. "I peeked into the breeding room just to watch
Lady and her stud screwing. I didn't expect to see you fucking her! But Iran away,
daddy. I didn't watch you. That's when I happened to see mom getting dicked by King.
I didn't stay to watch too much of that either. I'm not that kind of a girl."
Ralph's heart went out to his daughter. "You poor kid," he said soothingly, toying with
her nipples. "No wonder you're confused. You must think your parents are going stark
raving mad."
"Oh, no," Sheila assured hm, "that's not what I think at all. I thought about it all night.
And, you know what? I think you're both wonderful."
Ralph laughed at that. "How did you come to that conclusion?"
"Because other parents would start fucking around on each other. They would hurt one
another by falling in love with someone else. They would divorce!"
He felt her shudder at the word divorce. He petted her pussy then and let a thick finger
steal up into her fuck-hole. "Now don't go getting any wild ideas," he said in a fatherly
way as he finger-fucked her pussy. "Your mother and I aren't going to get divorced.
We've been through times like this before. It's all part of married life."
"But you're both fucking dogs!" Sheila exclaimed. "You should be fucking each other
happily!"
"We have and we will again," her father said. "You don't know it but about five years
ago I spent a whole year going to fuck-films and jacking off. It's just one of those
things, kitten. Quite normal. Two people can't love passionately all the time. That's a
myth. Sometimes a woman has to get her cookies in some other way. Sometimes a man
has to get his rocks off in a different way. People are people, that's all."
"Then you and mom will make up?" Sheila wanted to know. She squirmed her tight
cunt on her dad's nice finger.
"Eventually," Ralph said, fucking all of his finger into her hot sex-box. "In fact, it
wouldn't surprise me if these animals brought in us together."
"What do you mean?" Sheila asked, puzzled by his remark. "How? If mom fucks dogs
and you don't know about it, and you fuck dogs and she doesn't know about it, how in
the world can you ever get back together?"
Ralph smiled affectionately at her. "By accepting one another as we are today," he
explained. "Communication has broken down, that's all. What Edna and I have to do is
talk all this over. We have to accept one another as dog-fuckers at the moment. Then
we can get it out in the open where it belongs and fuck the dogs together."
"Oh!" Sheila exclaimed excitedly. "What a marvelous idea! Ohhh, Daddy, you're so
smart!"
"The family that fucks together, stays together," he chuckled.
Sheila burst into laughter, but she blushed, too, and said, "If Pastor Williams could hear
you!"
"Well, he can't," Ralph laughed. "And the hell with him. We have a crisis here. We're a
family that wants to stay together. The problem here is to get Edna to accept you and
me as we are."
"How can we do that?" Sheila asked. "Maybe we can talk to her."
"No, that won't work," her father said, tweaking her quivery little clit. "She'll go ape
shit if she hears you've been fucking around with the animals. No, we have to lure her
into the truth. We'll have to make a little game of it."
Sheila liked playing games with her dad. "Oh, how?" she squealed excitedly as her
pussy twisted on his buried finger. Her fist pumped his cock. "What kind of a game?"
"Well," her father began, "if I discover her with an animal, it will remain between her
and I. That would leave you out of the picture. We can't have that. She has to accept
that you like to screw dogs, too. So I think it would be best if you discovered her
getting fucked by a dog."
"Me! But how?"
"The same way you already did. You accidentally find her getting screwed and you
pretend utter shock. What do you suppose she'll do? I think she'll try to explain to you.
For the first time in your life you may become a friend to your own mother. If you two
draw closer together, it will be easier for you to reveal your own naughtiness."
"And what about you?" Sheila wanted to know. "Wouldn't mom just die if she found
out you fucked me?"
"We'll have to cross that bridge when we come to it," her dad said. "First things first.
We have to expose your mother's big secret so she can talk freely about it."
Sheila was greatly relieved by her dad's logic. "Oh, Daddy, you're the smartest man in
the world!" she gasped. Her cunt twitched on his fucking finger. Her fist gripped his
thick prick tighter.
Her eyes shone brightly as she gazed at him. Her pink tongue licked at her lips.
"Daddy," she murmured.
"Yeah, kitten?"
"I think you have the biggest cock in the world."
Ralph smiled broadly. "Thanks, kitten. It isn't true, but I like your saying it."
"Daddy."
"Yes."
"I-I-"
"What is it? You can tell me. We don't have any secrets any more."
Sheila swallowed hard and her fingers trembled on his thick, throbbing prick. "I wanna
suck you off."
Ralph groaned and his cock jolted hornily in her sliding fist. "Sheila," he said thickly.
That was all that needed to be said. The electricity between them was mind-boggling
and magnetic. Sheila twisted around in front of him and her cunt replaced her face in
front of his. Her blue eyes danced wildly as she looked up and down the full length of
his enormous cock. With her sexy young mouth that close, his prick bolted hornily
before her eyes.
It didn't seem possible that Sheila's small mouth could wrap around her father's
enlarged, throbbing cock. But she tried very hard because she wanted to suck his prick.
Her sensuous young lips opening farther and farther until, at last, she took Ralph's
bulging cockhead into her sexy mouth.
With the eagerness of a child with a juicy popsicle, she drew her dad's enormous cock
into her oval mouth and licked at his prick with her saucy little tongue. Sucking sounds
escaped the corners of her mouth as she slid her mouth up and down, trying to suck
cock like a big girl.
Ralph groaned as he watched his pretty daughter suck his prick. He'd thought he would
be mesmerized by her furry little cunt, but the feeling of Sheila's wet mouth on his cock
attracted his attention. He couldn't help noticing that Sheila had a look of lust on her
face. She liked what she was doing!
"Mmmmmm," the teenager moaned on the huge prick stuffing her mouth, and her
moans excited Ralph. With no reservations whatever, Sheila licked and sucked his prick
as if she adored his cock. Ralph grunted as his sexy daughter sucked faster and faster,
bobbing her pretty head rhythmically up and down.
Sheila's eyes twinkled and little animal grunts escaped her throat as she sucked. As
Ralph's big cock got wetter from her warm saliva, Sheila's hips started to rotate homily.
No man could resist the movement of a girl's cunt. Ralph tore his eyes away from his
throbbing prick in Sheila's sucking young mouth and looked at her pussy.
Her leg quivered and lifted away from her other leg for she knew her dad had turned to
peer at her cunt. She wanted him to see her pussy. When her curvy leg was up, he
stared hotly at her furry, blonde-haired cunt and his tongue ran across his lips. Hers
was the prettiest cunt he had ever seen, and it thrilled him to know that he had just
fucked her.
Sheila's hot mouth sucked on his cock, and Ralph reached over with a shaky hand. As
his little girl blew his prick, he fondled her pussy. Sheila's mouth plunged down on his
thick cock and his hand massaged her silky cunt.
Sheila whimpered on her dad's enormous cock and started humping her burning pussy
against his big exciting hand. Shamelessly and wantonly, she fucked her cute cunt
hornily against his fingers, silently encouraging him to do something. To further
encourage him, Sheila took four inches of his massive prick into her mouth and sucked
so passionately that he shivered.
"Oh, baby," he groaned, fucking his big finger into her juicy cunt. "Suck it! Faster,
kitten! Blow me! Jesus, but you suck good! Where did you learn to suck cock? Uhhhnn,
suck it, suck it!"
Sheila whimpered with pleasure, partly because she liked the way her dad talked when
his prick was so large in her sucking mouth, and partly because his cock felt so damned
sexy between her full lips. Getting hotter, she fucked her tight, squishy pussy on her
dad's fucking finger and sucked his cock hotly.
The more she sucked, the more her lips spread like the petals of a flower, and she
sucked homily on his rigid fuck-pole as her dad's big finger fucked the hell out of her
pussy. Sheila loved that. Her father's finger was so damned long! And he kept tweaking
her clit with his thumb and forefinger as he fucked his middle finger in and out of her
clenching little cunt. The sensations in her pussy turned Sheila on something fierce and
that made cocksucking all that much more pleasurable.
Her cheeks ballooned in and out as her head bobbed rapidly. Ralph's big, wet prick
fucked easily in and out of her sweet mouth. She churned her hot cunt round and
round on her father's fingers as she moaned and sighed happily.
Finally, Sheila's head plunged brutally. Her fingers curled around her father's rigid
cock-shaft and she pumped his prick up and down in time with her fucking mouth.
Her pretty face was flushed with pure lust, and her father's finger fucked rapidly into
her squishy cunt.
Ralph's excitement soared. Gasping as his daughter sucked him off, he yanked his
soaked finger out of Sheila's twisting pussy and plastered his mouth to her cunt.
"Daddy!" Sheila shrieked as his wicked tongue got her off immediately. She plunged her
wet mouth down on his prick as she came. Her whole body quivered and shook as her
head bobbed up and down furiously in time with her jacking hand. Ralph's cock
burgeoned into a huge red tower.
"Sheila, baby," he rasped, lashing his tongue into her luscious pussy. "Just a little more!
Oh, honey! Suck, Sheila, suck! Baby, baby, here it comes!"
Ralph gagged with pleasure and he chewed into his daughter's pussy as thick wads of
jism gushed out of his piss-hole into Sheila's sucking young mouth. Sheila gulped and
gulped as her dad's prick jetted wildly. Her mouth continued sliding up and down on
his bolting, jerking prick, and her throat gulped noisily as her fist pumped all of his
come up out of his hot balls. Her eyes glowed with passion and her soft throat rippled
as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of thick rich cock-cream.
At the same time, her sweet cunt jerked and twisted wildly, too. She came even as she
drank all dad's jism. Her pussy churned against Ralph's licking, sucking mouth and she
spasmed violently. Her private pleasure reached such a fantastic height that, when her
father's prick stopped shooting come, she fell onto her back and stretched her lovely
legs very wide for him.
Grasping her aching, thrusting tits, she pressed her cunt against Ralph's wet face and
howled. "Eat meeee! Oh, Daddy! How you suck! Ewww, your tongue is so big – like
your cock! Ummmm, I'm coming so much! Ew! Ew! More, more. Oh, Daddy, eat
meeeeee!"
Ralph Barnett groaned with his own private pleasure. His balls felt good. His prick felt
great. And it was heaven to be sucking his little girl's delicious cunt. It was a dream
come true, a raunchy dream he'd had so many times as Sheila pranced around the
house over the years. All his little lusts combined now into one vast force of passion
and he gripped her twisting ass firmly and fucked his thick tongue up into her horny
cunt. Sheila screamed with joy as she came and came and came.
Her body jerked violently for several moments before she collapsed gasping. Ralph
panted softly between her quivery thighs and licked her cunt until her pussy was fresh
and pink. Sheila purred like a kitten as he did that, and a sweet smile crossed her face
as she surrendered to her dad's marvelous, loving tongue.
"Ohhh, Daddy," she purred finally, writhing with pleasure and satisfaction, "that was
sooo goooood. Ummmm, you lick nice."
"I'm glad you liked it," her father said with pride.
"Oh, I did!" Sheila gasped. She sat up, looking pleased and contented. When Ralph sat
up, she pressed her tits to his chest and kissed his mouth warmly. She held the kiss
long enough to lick the tip of her pink tongue across his sexy lips. Now she thought he
had the sexiest mouth in the world.
Ralph watched her with interest and erotic pleasure. Her blue eyes were so sexy and
glistening. What an erotic beauty she had grown up to be! He was a lucky man and he
knew it.
He soon discovered just how erotic Sheila had become. She turned her head and gazed
warmly at Prince, the large poodle a few cages away. "Daddy," she rasped hotly. "Will
you help Prince to fuck me?"
"Prince? The poodle?"
"Uh-huh. He's been licking my pussy for a long time. He's good at it. But he'll be
leaving soon. I'd like him to bang me before he goes."
"You bet!" her father chuckled lewdly. "Come on! Anything you want!"


Chapter 9

Sheila was delirious with joy the next morning when she hopped out of bed. This was
the big day! Her father had fucked her four times the day before, which had been
marvelous! But most importantly, Ralph Barnett had arranged for six dogs in a row to
fuck her young pussy.
She stood before her mirror in the nude and stretched her arms over her head as she
watched her luscious, vibrant tits and furry cunt. She loved herself this morning. What
an orgy she'd had yesterday! How her dad had fucked her! How big his cock was! How
delicious his prick had been in her mouth – three times! How wonderful it was that she
had gotten to finally fuck all her animal friends. Prince, Baron, King, Samson, Bruno
and even that strange, wild dog, Rex!
Sheila shuddered with emotion as she recalled the banging, fucking pricks that had
ravished her horny young cunt. She arched her back and cupped her pussy in both
hands. She gazed at her cunt in the mirror and smiled with pleasure. A whole new life
had begun for her yesterday.
And today was the big day. Her father had explained the plan of action in detail. After
they had both been thoroughly sated with sex, they cuddled lovingly and Ralph
described how Sheila was to lure her mother into their sexy little animal games.
Sheila quickly dressed. She wore one of her small minidresses, as her father had
instructed. It was important, he'd said, that she be entirely prepared for a good fucking,
just in case the meeting with her raunchy mother led to instant sex. There was a
possibility, Ralph explained to her, that once she caught her mom in the act of fucking
a dog, she would have to join in.
Sheila was more than willing to do that. She pranced out of her bedroom and found her
father in the kitchen. She stopped in the doorway and looked around curiously. Ralph
grinned.
"Everything's working out just fine," he chuckled. He jerked a thumb at the note board,
grinning from ear to ear. Sheila moved to it and read the note her mother had left:
"Ralph and Sheila. I got up early this morning. I've taken the new German shepherd
for his first walk, to break him in. See you both later. Love, Mom."
"Junior," Sheila murmured, remembering the name of the big dog who'd been brought
to them late last night. His owners had been called away on important business, rather
suddenly, and they needed someplace to park their frisky animaL Ralph had
overcharged them, but the Smiths didn't seem to mind. Anything to get rid of the dog
for a week or so.
"A strapping young stud," Ralph muttered, recalling how virile the youthful German
shepherd had looked. "No wonder she chose him this morning. Couldn't wait to get
her hands on him, could she?"
"Or her pussy," Sheila giggled.
Ralph gazed at his luscious, curvy daughter as she fixed her cereal. His prick had jerked
upward when she mentioned pussy. "I keep forgetting that you've seen her in action,"
he said. "It must have been quite a sight."
Sheila smiled at him as she sat at the table to eat. "You'll see her soon enough," she
laughed. "You want to, huh?"
Ralph heaved a sigh. "I'd love to see her getting fucked by an animal." His eyes took on
a faraway look and he said, "You don't know it, but your mother was a pretty horny
chick when I met her. Boy, did we fuck a lot in the beginning."
"What happened after that?" Sheila wanted to know.
"I don't know, kitten. Call it the blahs, if you want. Boredom. Routine. Dreary living.
We just lost our zest for sex, I guess. But I think we're on track now. The dogs are
going to help us get back together again. I can feel it in my bones."
"In your boner, you mean," Sheila giggled.
Ralph's prick jolted in his pants. "Damn, you're a tease," he said thickly.
Sheila brightened visibly. "Yeah, I know," she said, and she gave her father a sex glance
that almost knocked him out of his chair.
"Well, for Christ's sake," he choked, realizing that his little girl was deliberately
arousing him.
He came off of his chair like a shot and grabbed her. He pulled her away from her
cereal and dragged her to the kitchen floor. Sheila laughed and giggled and playfully
wrestled and struggled with him as the horny man got her dress up and his cock out.
Sheila squealed as her dad pinned her down and wedged his wide hips between her
flailing legs. She shrieked with excitement as he pushed his thick cock up into her
squirmy little fuck-hole. Then she stopped fooling around and embraced him
passionately as her pussy wrapped itself tightly around his fucking prick.
"Ohhh, Daddy," she whimpered, and screwed her hot little ass off for him. He came
violently in her sucking cunt and Sheila creamed three times to his once. Her cunt was
drenched when he pumped his load into her fucking pussy.
When their tumultuous mutual orgasm was over, Ralph slapped his daughter's ass
playfully and said, "Okay, get going. You do your part, then I'll do mine. Let's get this
fucking family on solid ground."
Sheila laughed excitedly and jumped to her feet, ready to go. She bent down and gave
her dad a nice kiss, then pranced out of the house. She made a beeline for the woods.
It was no problem now to find her mother in a compromising situation. All Sheila had
to do was sneak up to the familiar bushes, part them and stare hotly. Edna Barnett was
moaning like a whore and fucking her naked pussy wildly on a huge fucking German
shepherd's cock.
"Oh," Sheila whimpered. The sight overwhelmed her. It was so lewd! So obscene! Yet
so beautiful! Her mother never looked better! Her face was a picture of joy as the
monstrous animal fucked his horny prick in and out of her upturned cunt. Sheila saw
her mother's fists fill with grass and hang on, and Sheila understood the feeling she
must be having.
Her father had told her to play everything by ear, to hang loose and follow her
instincts.
Acting on that wise advice, Sheila burst through the bushes gasping and tearing her
dress off.
"Oh, Mother!" she gasped, getting totally naked. "You're so beautiful! You're so sexy!
Oh, what a gorgeous dog!"
Edna's head spun around. Her eyes went wide and she choked. "Sheila! No!" she
screamed. Under any other circumstances she would have been full of protests and
exclamations. But Sheila had burst in upon her at the right moment. The German
shepherd named Junior had his thick cock wedged into Edna's squirming cunt. He was
pumping his big load of hot jism into her twisting, coming pussy. Mrs. Barnett was in
no condition to act normally. All she could do was collapse helplessly on the ground
and let the fucking dog fuck her to a fantastic orgasm.
"Ohhh, dear God!" the woman cried, shuddering wildly as she came.
"It's all right, Mom," Sheila rasped, moving up to them. "It's all right." Her blue eyes
widened with lust. "God, you look so sexy fucking like that. Ohhh, mother, I love you!"
"What? What?" Edna gasped, incapable of understanding everything. The huge doggieprick 
spitting jism into her twisting cunt boggled her mind.
"I want it, too!" Sheila blurted. And she wasn't pretending. The plot to implicate her
mother was already forgotten. All that mattered now was that Sheila wanted to get
fucked by this gorgeous animal, too.
"No!" her mother rasped, shivering from head to toe. "Sheila... my baby...no, darling.
What are you saying? My virgin baby..."
"Oh, Mother," Sheila sighed. "I'm not a virgin! Does this look like a virgin?"
She arched her back and set her bare feet apart, exposing her furry cunt. As her mother
looked up with dazed and glazed eyes, Sheila stuffed two slender fingers up into her
fuck-hole and screwed on them hornily.
Edna Barnett watched in disbelief as her little girl's fingers got soaked in pussy-juice and
fucked hotly in and out of her cunt.
"Ohhh, Sheila," her mother groaned, still fucking her hot cunt on the fucking dog-cock.
"Don't do that! That's naughty!"
Sheila burst into laughter. "How can this be naughty when you're fucking a big dog?"
she giggled.
Edna realized the absurdity of her remark. "Dear God," she murmured hotly. "Oh, dear
God."
"It's all right, Mom," Sheila said again. "Just hurry up and let me get banged by Junior,
too."
"You?" her mother gasped. "You? And a dog? Oh, no, Sheila. It isn't right!"
"If it's right for you, it's right for me," Sheila said simply.
Edna gasped and her face reddened. "But an animal! No, no. It just isn't right for a
young girl to screw a dog!"
"How about a grown woman?" Sheila laughed.
"But I can explain, darling. Your father and I – we've been having sex problems, you
see, he – I – Ohh, I don't know how to explain this!"
"You don't have to explain anything, Mother. I've never seen you looking so beautiful."
"Sheila! You mustn't say that! How can you think of me as beautiful when I'm doing
such a wicked thing!"
"What do you think I've been doing in the kennels?" Sheila laughed.
Edna couldn't take the obvious truth. Here was her sweet virginal little girl, humping
like crazy on her come-drenched fingers, telling her that she fucked dogs!
"Ohhh, how did we come to this?" Edna sobbed, falling away from the spent dog. Her
body crumpled on the grass and she would have burst into tears, but she was breathless
from the powerful fucking and the shock of the appearance of her daughter.
Sheila wasted no time with anymore words. Horny out of her young mind, she dropped
to all fours and coaxed the German shepherd up onto her lithe back. Junior was all
animal and the promise of more pussy got his cock erect immediately. Smelling a new
cunt, he mounted Sheila instantly and started jabbing his stony prick at her ass and
thighs.
"Ohhh," Sheila moaned, "He's missing my pussy!"
Edna rolled onto her back and stared wide eyed as her little girl reached back to try to
get the doggie prick into her cunt.
"Sheila!" she gasped. "Please! Ohhh, don't do that to yourself! You're so young, so
beautiful. You should be fucking boys your own age." Then she choked. "My God,
what am I saying?"
"Mother," Sheila drawled, writhing her naked ass hotly, "stop talking and please help
me."
"Help you? You mean-"
"Yes! Get his cock into my cunt! Please!"
like a mother hurrying to the aid of a threatened daughter, Edna forgot her moral
concerns and rushed to Sheila's side. Swallowing her false pride and phony morality,
she reached under the dog and grabbed his massive prick.
Feeling the size of Junior's cock, Edna had to warn her little girl. "It's awfully big,
Sheila," she said. "Are you sure-"
"I want it!" Sheila shrieked. "Oh, for goodness sakes, Mother! I fucked King last night!"
"King!" Edna gasped. "But his cock is enormous! Your little pussy took that? You must
be kidding me. Tell me you're only fooling."
"Put Junior's prick in me and see for yourself. I'm not a child any more!"
Curious as hell and not a little aroused by the sight of her lovely teenaged daughter in
this position, Edna went ahead and tested the girl. She guided Junior's massive cockhead 
to Sheila's cunt and let him shove his big prick into her pussy.
Then Edna sat back and watched in utter amazement as her daughter fucked the life
out of the horny animal. Sheila's pussy clenched like a mouth on the thick cock and the
girl screwed her ass and pussy like a pro. In spite of herself, Edna developed a new
sense of pride in her daughter as Sheila fucked the German shepherd.
"Oh, Sheila," Edna rasped hotly, "I've been such a fool. I didn't know... I didn't realize
you... ohhh, darling, you sexy, little fucker you!"
Sheila creamed just to hear her mom talk like that. "Do I look as sexy as you when
you're fucking a dog?" she asked.
"Better!" her mother gasped. "My God, but you're lovely like this! I can't believe it! You
look, well, mature!"
"I'm eighteen," Sheila reminded her.
"You look twenty right now," Edna had to admit. Her gaze danced over her daughter's
sexy naked ass and writhing pussy. The hotter Sheila got and the more the dog fucked
her, the looser and more relaxed Edna became.
She was soon turned on by the scene and caught up in the atmosphere of lust. With her
tits and cunt tingling, she crept on all fours behind her little girl and raunchily watched
the fucking up close.
"Sheila," she panted softly. "How lovely you are."
Her hand lifted and moved to the spot where the German shepherd's massive cock was
fucking wetly in and out of Sheila's writhing young pussy. With lust, she grabbed her
little girl's stiff wet clit and massaged it as only another woman could. Sheila moaned
her extreme pleasure and came wildly on the plunging, fucking dog-cock as her mother
fondled and tweaked her clit for her.
"Ohhh, Mom!" Sheila shrieked, coming beautifully. Junior's tongue lolled out of his
panting mouth and he drooled saliva all over Sheila's wiggling back as he fucked her
pussy with all his animal power.
The dog's hind legs started shivering and dancing around. His powerful haunches
started driving forward with brutal thrusts. He groaned like a horny man.
"Darling," Edna rasped hotly. "He's gonna come in you!"
"I want him to!" Sheila shrieked, fucking faster on the dog's marvelous prick.
"But if he shoots into you – the pleasure is so intense for a young girl."
"Oh, Mother, stop worrying about me!" Sheila cried, twisting her horny pussy violently
on the dog's fucking prick.
Mrs. Barnett settled back and watched in alarm as the big dog shook all over and w
pumped his fiery load of come into Sheila's sucking pussy. It seemed incredible to her
that Sheila could take all of that massive cock, much less hold up under the onslaught
of the dog's crazed orgasm. She soon discovered that her daughter loved the doggieprick.
When Junior dropped off of Sheila's trembling body, Edna quickly embraced the girl
and they rolled onto the grass together, kissing.
"Ohhh, Sheila, can you forgive me for being so strict with you?" her mother cried.
"I love you," Sheila panted against her ear.
Junior was not to be left out of the family reunion. There were two luscious cunts at his
disposal, one bushy with rich black hair, the other cute and furry. He smelled them
both and wanted to lick their fuck-juices.
"Junior!" Edna blurted. "Stop that! Can't you see we're getting to know one another?"
"Oh, don't stop him," Sheila breathed, feeling the doggie-tongue at her pussy. "Let's let
him lick both of us while we talk."
Edna overcame her maternal reluctance and hugged Sheila. Then, like a teenager
herself, she relaxed on the grass with her daughter and laughed with her. Mother and
daughter spread their legs mutually and let the big dog go from pussy to pussy,
enjoying himself.
Sheila and her mother talked for several moments, shedding old hang-ups and
becoming very friendly, almost like sisters. Sheila was thrilled with this development.
Edna was relieved.
"This is really better," she admitted. "Now I won't have to live a lie any longer. I'm glad
you found me like that. And I'm glad you fuck. God, what a relief! I've been so worried
about your virginity!"
They laughed over that and their tits jiggled together and rubbed nipples as they
embraced and kissed.
The overwhelming emotions of loving her daughter and getting her cunt licked by the
huge dog soon had Edna panting for another stiff prick. She said as much to her
frolicking young daughter and Sheila jerked the animal's prick until his cock was big
and hard.
"There," she said with pride, "nice and stiff for you. Get on your hands and knees and
I'll help Junior onto you."
Sheila giggled excitedly as she positioned the German shepherd for her horny mom. It
thrilled her to her toes that she could do this so freely. It was mind-boggling to jack the
dog's thick cock and aim his prick into her mother's juicy cunt. And, when Junior
fucked all of his prick into Edna's pussy, Sheila felt creamy-dreamy. Her mother looked
so erotic fucking a dog.
Ralph Barnett thought so, too. He emerged from the bushes looking as horny as a
rutting goat.
"Ulp!" Edna Barnett gagged, seeing him. Her first thought was that he was outraged
and would kill both of them. Ralph soon dispelled that crazy feeling.
"Don't get up on my account," he said to his shocked wife. "You're doing just fine."
Then he ogled Sheila's lithe, naked body. "Lay down and open those pretty fucking
legs."
Edna couldn't believe she heard right. "Ralph!" she choked. "What are you doing?"
He was dropping his pants, that was what he was doing. That and exposing his
enormous wet cock. He dropped to his knees between his daughter's outspread legs.
"Ralph! No!" Edna gasped as the German shepherd fucked his big prick into her pussy.
"Don't you dare! Oh! How can you even think of harming our little girl! Don't you
dare touch her! Get away from her! Ralph! Ralph! If you have to fuck, fuck me!"
"Oh, Mother," Sheila sighed, reaching for her dad's throbbing cock, "Shut up."


Chapter 10

Ralph's erotic plan and Sheila's nympho behavior soon drew Edna Barnett into an
orgiastic trio. From that day on, the three had a ball together. The Barnett Kennels
became a hotbed of secret, private animal sex. Edna fucked the dogs, Sheila fucked the
dogs, and Ralph watched them fuck the dogs. The females sucked cocks and Ralph ate
their pussies as they did so. Day after day, the happy Barnetts enjoyed themselves
tremendously, growing increasingly closer together.
"You were right," Sheila said the next afternoon. She was blowing her dad's cock while
he was licking Edna's cunt while she was sucking off the dog who was licking Sheila's
pussy. "The family that fucks together, stays together."
It took Edna a few days to get over the last of her outdated moral view, but, as her cunt
got wetter and hornier, she grew more vibrant with erotic needs, until she was the equal
of her husband and daughter. Then she was fucking around with the animals with as
much gusto as they were.
Sheila was supremely joyful at this turn of events. The horrible tension in the house
disappeared completely. She saw her mother and father laughing and joking more
often. And, when it was safe to let their hair down, the three of them walked arm in
arm to the kennels. There they all undressed and entertained themselves however they
wished.
Ralph showed his incredulous wife how he fucked a female bitch in heat. The
demonstration aroused Edna so much that she suggested doing away with the breeding
room.
"We won't need that private space any more," she explained. "It's obvious now that
Sheila isn't going to be shocked out of her mind to see two dogs fucking. Besides, if we
do the breeding in here, Ralph, you can screw the bitch while I take on the stud. After
all, it takes them only one session to impregnate the female. After that, she can be all
yours."
"Gee, that's a terrific idea!" Sheila exclaimed.
That settled it. Lady, whom they were sure was pregnant by the male Dalmatian, was
brought into a cage in the kennels where Ralph fucked her silly to the great pleasure of
his daughter and wife. Edna took the stud and got him fucking her, then Sheila. It
worked out just fine this way and everybody got their cookies.
Sheila entered into these family orgies with youthful enthusiasm. She was very happy.
Her mother and father were in love again and they enjoyed their dogs together. It was
beautiful to see her mom getting fucked by a big Dane or a horny German shepherd
while her father fucked his monstrous cock into some small bitch's tight little cunt.
Under the new circumstances, Sheila worked even harder in the kennels, keeping them
clean and well-stocked with animals. She was out there for one afternoon when the
door opened unexpectedly.
"Hi there, cutie," a deep male voice said.
Fortunately, Sheila was currying a dog's thick fur and not fucking or sucking. She
looked sexy in a halter and a short skirt, though. She was kneeling in a cage when she
heard the voice and turned. Her mouth fell open. Jim Bishop had come for his dog. But
that wasn't all he came for.
His eyes burned into the sexy teenager and he smiled lewdly at her. "How's your little
cunt today?" he asked, approaching the cage. "I've been thinking about you ever since
last week."
"I'll bet you have," Sheila said.
"I have! Hell, do you think I could forget that gorgeous pussy of yours? And those
fabulous tits? What do you say? You wanna screw?"
"No!" Sheila blurted. But her heart raced behind her taut young tits and she felt a
familiar tickle deep in her cunt.
"Who you trying to kid?" Jim laughed, yanking the cage door open. He pushed inside
with her and laughed at her. "You like to fuck and you know it." He grabbed her slim
arm.
"Let go of me!" she screeched, alarming him.
"What is this? I don't have time for any games. Quit fooling around. I saw the look in
your eyes the day I fucked you. You fell in love with my prick."
He thrust his hips forward and displayed the huge hard-on he had throbbing in his
tight pants. "See this?" he teased. "This is what you do to me."
"That's tough!" Sheila fired at him, her eyes blazing. "All you did was knock off a piece!
Yes, I was attracted to your cock. But I thought you wanted to do lots of sexy things to
me. You didn't. You fucked me and shot your load and left me here all alone. Now you
– can take your prick and shove it up your ass."
"What!" he gasped. His face turned red and he bared his teeth. "No bitch talks to me
that way!"
"This one does," Sheila spit. "Get away from me!"
"I ain't going anywhere until I get what I came for!"
He knocked her to the ground and the dog in the cage barked menacingly. Joe kicked
at the animal and it whimpered with fear.
"Don't you dare hurt him!" Sheila screamed.
"Shut up, you bitch," Joe snarled. He pressed her down onto the ground and flipped
her short skirt up onto her flat, heaving belly. "No panties, huh?" He laughed. "And
you're telling me you don't want to fuck? Shit! Look at your pussy! It's so fucking
horny!"
It was, that was true, but to Sheila it was beside the point. Even though every fiber of
her being wanted the big man to rape her and fuck the lights out of her, she resented
his manners and the fact that he had a lousy attitude toward pretty girls who liked to
fuck. She kicked at him.
"You little wildcat," he growled. "I'll show you!"
He whipped out his huge wet cock as he held her down and he probed between her
flailing legs.
"No, noooo!" Sheila cried. "I don't want you to! I don't wanna fuck you! You're a
bastard! Get off me! Let me go! No! No!
Don't stick your cock in me!"
She squirmed her pussy away just in time to avoid his fucking prick. Her curses did no
good. There was only one thing to do.
"Daddy!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Daddy! Help! Help! Rape!"
Her outburst shocked the hell out of Jim Bishop. "What the fuck!" he gasped. He
quickly slapped his big hand over her sexy little mouth, but it was too late. The door
opened and Ralph Barnett burst inside with his wife behind him, pale as a ghost.
"What is this?" Ralph shouted, hurrying to the cage.
Jim was already getting to his feet. "Wait! I can explain..."
"He's trying to rape me!" Sheila yelled.
Ralph pulled the cage door open. "Get your fucking ass out of there!" he commanded.
Jim had no choice. He turned white and swallowed as he rushed out of the cage. "Give
me a chance. I-I'm sorry. Don't call the police. Don't do anything rash. Look, I..."
Ralph caught a wink from his daughter and understood a little of what was going on.
He whirled on the man and through gritted teeth said, "Get the fuck out of here. Take
your damned dog and beat it."
"Yes, sir! Yes, sir!" Jim gasped, hurrying away. "I'm going! I'm going! Don't get mad.
I'm going!"
When his car drove off, Sheila burst into laughter. This astounded her mother.
"Just what's going on here?" Edna wanted to know. "I thought you were frightened of
him?"
"No," Sheila giggled. "I just wanted you and dad to scare the pants off him."
Edna knelt on the floor near her daughter and studied her pretty face. "What's going
on, young lady?"
Sheila laughed and told the whole story about how she had been so helplessly attracted
to the man a week before and gave him some pussy.
"But, darling," her mother chided, massaging her tits for her, "he might have gotten
you pregnant."
"But he didn't," Sheila said simply as her father rubbed her cunt.
"Still, I think we should get you the pill."
"Nonsense," Ralph said, sticking his big finger into Sheila's humping cunt.
"What do you mean?" Edna demanded. "Do you want her to get pregnant?"
Sheila laughed and touched her mother's arm gently. "He means I don't need the pill.
He understands me better than you do, Mom. Don't you see? I didn't want him to fuck
me this time. I don't want any man except daddy to fuck me. No boys, either. Daddy
had a vasectomy. Remember? And dogs can't get me pregnant."
It took a moment for all this to register. Then Edna Barnett burst into laughter and
hugged her daughter to her tits. "You little demon, you! God, what a horny youngster
you are!"
"I'm not a youngster," Sheila countered.
Edna drew back and studied her daughter for a moment. Her gaze ran over Sheila's
thrusting, naked tits, then watched Ralph's finger fucking in and out of her saucy little
pussy.
"Yes, I guess you're right," she sighed. "You have grown up." She sighed again. "Okay.
I won't worry about you any more. You can take care of yourself apparently. Come to
think of it, it was very clever of you to cry rape just then. When I first saw you, I
thought he really was raping you. You little cock-teaser. The poor man was probably
dying to screw your tight little pussy."
"But that's all," Sheila purred, humping her cunt on her dad's thrilling finger. "Prince
and Baron and – God, any dog – is a better lover than he is! He just wants to stick his
prick in me and shoot his load. But look how the dogs treat me! They lick my tits nice.
They nibble my cunt. They get me very turned on before they screw me. Oh, Mom, I
love my animals!"
Edna mulled that over, then smiled, "Yes, I suppose you're right. You're much safer
with the dogs. Boys and men are so self-centered."
"Hey!" Ralph chuckled. "Wait a minute!"
Laughing, he tackled his wife and decked her in the cage. He rammed his stiff prick
into her horny wet cunt and fucked her until she was humping furiously and reaching
gaspingly for her climax. They came together, and Sheila got so hot watching them fuck
that she attacked the Great Dane in the cage.
She lowered the huge animal to the floor and took his stiff prick into her mouth.
Finger-fucking her own cunt, she sucked the dog-cock passionately, getting his prick
larger and thicker by the minute. When his cock was the size and shape she longed for,
she got on all fours and begged her dad to help her get fucked.
Ralph pumped his fiery load of jism into his wife's sucking cunt, then helped the Dane
onto Sheila's back. Her mother and father watched the sexy show as Sheila fucked like
crazy for the big animal. It was a delicious sight that turned them on so much that they
had to go find some animals for themselves.
Edna located the male dog of her choice, then helped Ralph find a female bitch close to
rutting time. They both fucked their animals while Sheila moaned hornily three cages
away. After Sheila came, she glanced around and watched her father fuck his enormous
cock in and out of a bitch as her mother humped crazily on the fucking cock of a Saint
Bernard. The scenes delighted Sheila.
But if she was delighted by that, she was driven out of her mind with joy just a few
days later. It was a Tuesday and her father had to drive into town for supplies. His
loving wife desired to go with him, so Sheila nicely offered to watch the place while
they were gone.
It was that afternoon that the pick-up truck pulled into the lot with a trailer behind it.
Sheila heard the motor and stopped sucking the stiff prick of a new hound. She pranced
outside to greet the new client. He was a gray-haired man with a cowboy hat on his
head. He was chewing tobacco and he spit every once in a while, disgusting Sheila.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"This here the Barnett Kennels?" the old man asked.
"Yes," Sheila replied, looking him over. He looked like a rutting bull. Probably had
plenty of cunt in his day, she thought lewdly, smiling to herself.
"Hear you board animals," the man said. "Name's Turner. Bud Turner. I gotta go look
at some land in Arizona. Can you keep your eye on Sam for a spell?"
"Well, yes, of course," Sheila said, eyeing the closed-in trailer. Her heart started to race
behind her high pointed tits. Sam? It was a male. A male what? Her feverish young
mind had visions of a big handsome stallion, with coal-black eyes and flaring nostrils
and a monstrous cock!
But even if it's a cute pony, she thought, that will do. A pony-cock must be immense,
too!
"I'll get Sam," Bud Turner drawled and walked bow-legged to the rear of the trailer.
Sheila heard hoofs clumping and kicking and heard the man calm the beast down. She
stood breathless, anticipating the appearance of a marvelous hunk of animal.
The man led his beast out of the trailer and Sheila gasped. "A mule!" she choked,
staring at the lumbering animal.
"Yep," the man said. "Somethin' wrong with that?"
"Uh, no, no, not at all. I guess I just wasn't expecting a mule."
"Man's best friend," Bud Turner said, leading the animal up to the girl.
"I thought that was a dog," she said.
"Nope. A mule is man's best friend."
"Whatever you say," Sheila sighed. She was greatly disappointed.
"Show me the stall and I'll lead him in for you. He don't take kindly to strangers."
"So I see," Sheila said. The mule looked mean and ornery. As she led the man and his
animal to the stalls in the kennel, she silently cursed. Why couldn't it be a magnificent
horse? Or a cute pony? Why a fucking mule?
When the business was transacted and the man finally drove away with tobacco juice
drooling from the corner of his mouth, Sheila returned to the stall and studied the
huge, mean animal.
"So you're Sam, huh?" she said, sizing him up. "Well, I'm Sheila. I'm the one who has
to feed you every day. So I'm telling you right now, I don't want any trouble out of
you. Don't go scaring me or anything like that. Be nice."
She opened the gate and started into the stall to talk more intimately with the new
beast. The mule brayed noisily and his hind legs kicked against the wall, making a
terrible racket that scared Sheila half to death.
"Now you stop that!" she yelled. "Where do you think you are? You wanna knock the
walls down? Stop that?"
The mule snorted and kicked again. The noise of his big hooves against the wall was
alarming. Sheila didn't like that at all.
"Now you listen to me, you ornery stud!" she shouted. "Maybe you can get away with
that around that filthy master of yours, but around here we like peace and quiet. Maybe
Mr. Turner doesn't know how to calm you down, but I sure do!"
Overcoming her fear, she sidled in between the mule's large flank and the wall. She
inched her way down onto her knees and reached under his belly. Her fingers explored.
"Oh, wow!" she gasped when her fingers curled around the largest, hairiest cock-sheath
she'd ever felt. "You must be hung like a bull!"
She soon found out. Though the mule snorted and kicked savagely, his monstrous prick
came slithering out of its protective sheath until his cock was a throbbing hunk of hot
meat in Sheila's pumping fist.
"Oh, wow," she breathed again, feeling his prick up and down. She cupped his mighty
balls and gave them gentle squeezes. The more her soft hand moved on his balls and
cock, the quieter the mule became. His legs stopped kicking. His snorts turned into
groans. And his cock loomed larger and stiffer in the girl's busy hand.
Sensing that the beast was curious to know what she was up to, Sheila dropped lower
and took a long look at the fantastic prick throbbing in her fist. It took her breath away
just to see his cock.
"Oh," she panted, and leaned under the mule's belly. Up close, his cock looked like a
huge bludgeon, a weapon rather than an instrument of pleasure. But Sheila knew what
a prick was for.
She pushed her face real close to his prick and stuck her tongue out. Holding his
jerking cock steadily in her hand, she licked the tip of her tongue up and down his 
pissslot. The mule made a loud, growling sound and his hind hooves stomped the ground.
But he didn't kick the wall.
"Good boy, Sam," Sheila soothed, jacking his enormous cock slowly as she licked at his
prick. "Good boy. Just calm down now. Sheila will make you feel better. Easy, boy. Easy
now."
She parted her ripe young lips and wrapped them around the mule's thick, bulging
cock-head. Her jaws hurt to stretch so far but the rewards were great. She found that
the animal's cock-head alone filled her young mouth so she sucked on that passionately
as she pumped his cock-shaft with her hands. Catching the violent prick between both
hands, she gripped his cock tensely and whacked his prick off as her sexy mouth sucked
wetly on his cock-head.
The mule couldn't take much of this new treatment. Neither could Sheila. The animal's
cock was simply too large and too horny to resist. With her soaked mouth sliding the
best it could on the powerful prick, her cunt naturally started writhing and twitching.
With the inventiveness of the young, she released the mule-prick and struggled to her
feet. She reached for a bridle strap and threw it around the animal's big body. She tied
it securely, then crept under him again. Holding onto the thick strap, she threw her
naked legs up around the mule's sides. Clinging with hands and heels, she wiggled her
pussy until her cunt-lips kissed the big head of the beast's raging prick.
The mule grunted to feel something so hot and moist against his prick-head. He
lunged. His enormous boner rapped against Sheila's cunt with such force that she was
knocked to the ground, gasping. But she was determined. The huge cock had her
terribly turned on by now. She couldn't resist. She ached to fuck the mule's prick.
Struggling into her splayed position again, she held on tighter to the strap and panted
hotly as she wormed her juicy pussy around.
When she felt the mule's cock-head against her cunt-mouth, she gritted her teeth and
steeled herself for the fuck. To encourage the beast, she rammed her pussy against his
thick cock-head. The mule pushed back. His big cock-head lodged between Sheila's
puffy pussy-lips. She screamed as pain ripped through her cunt and belly. But she held
on and twisted her pussy a little on the breathtaking prick.
The mule grunted loudly and hunched his hips in such a way that inches of his
powerful cock rammed into the teenager's tight little pussy. Sheila screamed again.
Then again and again and again.
It was a long time before her screams turned into the most passionate moans of her
young life. Then her eyes rolled in her head and she gasped.
She went completely out of her head with extreme pleasure as she screwed and fucked
her horny pussy on the monstrous fuck-pole. She came several times in rapid succession
and her whole lovely body trembled fitfully as her cunt soaked up and sucked hornily
on the mule-cock.
Even as she quaked with intense orgasms she knew that this was the beginning of a
new sexual joy. If a mule, why not a pony? Why not a stallion?
Sheila knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was going to be a very happy girl
from now on, and already she planned to keep the Barnett Kennels in the family for a
long time to come.


THE END
