Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on an individual basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters.
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
The characters in THE PREACHER'S DAUGHTER AND HER DOG are a case in point. Their story is one of real importance for our hung-up society. It is a story well worth the reading if we are ever to understand our own sexuality.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Mindy Redner stood outside the church, leaning listlessly against the tall oak behind her. Staring through the gathering twilight, she could hear the droning sounds of her father's congregation filtering from the church to fill the quiet country evening. She sighed, rubbing her dampened palms against her blue short-shorts.
Her father had disapproved of her shorts. Indeed, he'd disapproved of nearly everything she did. Mindy pouted, shifting her sandaled feet over the ground. She was a teenager now, and her father refused even to let her date. And there were so many handsome men around this new parish. Mindy had seen them and felt her body responding quickly to their admiring stares. She took deep breaths, her flesh glowing wit excitement as she remembered how some of those boys in the afternoon service looked at her!
Heat concentrated in her cunt, making her rub her legs against the oak tree.
". . .and Almighty God will find you, no matter how low you have sunk and...."
Her father's baritone voice rang out from the opened church door. Mindy yawned. She had heard his familiar fire-and-brimstone lecture time and time again. Perhaps she had heard it more lately, now that her mother had died. Mindy sighed again. Someone had closed the door. Thank God!
Her mind drifted back to the church service that afternoon and several young men who were sitting together just in front of the pulpit. Sitting next to her father, Mindy had watched them watching her. One had, she thought, dropped his hand onto his crotch and had begun to squeeze his cock.
"Ohhhh!"
Mindy shivered. She shouldn't be thinking of these things. She wasn't even, sure what she would think of. All the young girl knew was that her tits were itching around her nipples. Her fuzzy cunt was buckling from heat, the swollen cuntlips rubbing deliciously against one another while her toes curled against the stiff bottoms of her sandals. A knot of tension and lust formed between her tummy and her pussy. Mindy was almost frightened by this new power she felt. There was no one around to explain it to her.
Raising her hands, she rubbed her upper arms briskly, pushing away from the tree. She moved away from the church into the long shadows before her. It was going to be a beautiful night. There was no smog out here, as in Los Angeles. Her father had been right about that. But there wouldn't be the excitement she had just started to notice in the city. Here in Northern California, all people talked about were their horses, their cows, their dogs.
Mindy yawned again, folding her hands behind her back and strolling through the small wooded area just north of her house. There was the smell of pine and damp grass all around her. She smiled gently, the tension having eased a bit from her young, unplowed cunt. There was a girl at school-Diane Witherspoon-who had started talking to her. Diane seemed so... oh, so worldly. They had started talking about guys and' how they were built and all that. Diane had told her how her boyfriend touched her all the time. Imagine! To have some boy touch her pussy, finger it, stick his fingers in and then... and then maybe stick his cock in! Diane hadn't fucked yet. But Mindy felt sure the girl would try it soon. How would something like that feel? Mindy had an idea that the sensations racing through her cunt now would be satisfied well if she were to let some boy touch her and... and then fuck her.
Fuck. What a sinfully delicious word! Her father had once seen it scrawled on a fence and had nearly had a stroke! Mindy had nearly burst out laughing at her father's naive reaction. He had tried shielding her eyes from seeing that word. What would he say now, his daughter rambling around behind the church wondering what a man's prick would feel like fucking into her cunt?
Of course, that would never happen. The boys, at least now, were awed by her father's thundering sermons on morality. They wouldn't be skulking around the grounds searching for his daughter. They probably figured she was as moral as he was and...
"Oh!"
What was that? Something was out there. Putting one hand to her heart, Mindy crept toward the sound. "Who's there?"
The sound stopped, then picked up again. Mindy saw something glowing in the dark. Bending forward a little more, she saw it was a rock. Just a rock. Then there was a growling sound.
"Ohhhh, Petya. What are you doing out here? Aren't you supposed to be with daddy?"
Mindy smiled with relief, feeling the tension in her pussy sag. She squatted on the ground, putting both hands in front of her. Petya was their three-year-old German shepherd, a guard dog her father had insisted on getting after having nearly been robbed in L.A. at his last parish. Out here, Petya had become more of a pet than anything else. Mindy felt his rough fur against her fingertips and drew him against her. Oh, he felt so good, so warm! She hugged him, feeling that strange tingle in her cunt return again.
"Petya!"
Mindy giggled, pushing the friendly dog away from her. He had begun lapping her face, dropping his tongue down to her tits. The full thirty-six-inch tit mounds were bulging out from her overly tight halter. That was another thing her father had disapproved of. It was only at night when he was giving his evening sermon that she could sneak from the church and slip on her daring clothes, feel her young body exposed in that naughty, delicious way. And who was out here to appreciate it? Petya, the dog. "Oh, silly..."
Mindy stood, pushing her long blonde hair behind her and feeling it sweep over her shoulders. She suddenly felt the dog do something so awful she couldn't believe it at first. The girl felt his snout slide between her moving thighs and bump the underside of her cuntal mound!
Mindy stopped, her mouth opening to a big O. Electricity rushed through her body while her fingers curled. The nailed tips bit into her thighs flesh. What on earth had that awful animal done? A mistake? But then he was swarming around her feet. She could feel his pumping hot breath against the soft, tender inner surfaces of her thighs.
"No, Petya!"
What had gotten into the dog? Lately he had been eyeing her and her father rather strangely. But it was "that time of year," her father had pronounced and let things go at that. Now Mindy felt herself somewhat threatened by the aggressive dog.
"Get away from me, Petya. I have to get back to the church."
Petya moved in her way, his big body blocking the path. Mindy stopped, her breath catching. In the darkening shadows, he looked so like a wolf! Her hand fluttered to her throat, her pulse racing in her veins. How awful! How weird! And now he was coining up to her, dropping his head and licking the girl. Mindy knew she could have run. She could have screamed out for help from her father and the whole congregation would come out to help. Instead she stood her ground, rubbing her fingertips against her flesh and drinking in the warm, wet sensation of the dog's long pink tongue touching her again and again.
"No, Petya. This is... this is wrong. I know it's wrong... oh, please!"
But the animal kept licking. This was awful! She was feeling that hot, tight sensation spreading all over her young pussy again. Only this time it was Petya drawing those sensations from her. There were no thoughts about those boys in the front row. There was only the feeling of Petya touching her with his tongue, licking it up and down her thighs, then sniffing at her damp panty crotch.
Mindy staggered forward, stretching out a hand and bracing herself against a pine. This was terrible! Her knees were shaking so badly. She pressed her burning cheek against the cool bark, feeling the needles scratching her face. She could smell herself now, actually smell her overheating young cunt. And Mindy knew the dog could smell her cunt, as well. She was a bitch in heat, as far as he was concerned. He wanted to fuck her.
"Oh no!" No, no, that couldn't be true! Where were her filthy thoughts taking her? "Bad dog, bad..."
Mindy raised one hand, slapping it down. Her fingers brushed over his pointy ears while her voice ran through the still night. Petya backed away, his forelegs stretched out playfully in front while his bushy tail stood straight up, wagging slowly from side to side. She could barely see those horrid glistening eyes. But Mindy could certainly hear that growl-the throaty, possessive growl she'd heard before when dogs were fucking. And now Petya had the strange idea he was going to fuck her!
"Get away from me, you filthy animal!" Mindy whispered, her terrified eyes rising and taking in the church. How good it would feel to be crouching behind her father. Certainly, she would feel a good deal safer than now.
"Ohhhh!"
The dog jumped around behind her. Mindy wheeled around, still clutching the pine tree for support. Maybe he'd gone. Yes, maybe he'd disappeared, gone back to his doggie dish. Mindy felt something like relief and disappointment wash through her at once when suddenly there were sounds behind her. In a moment, he had butted his head against her asscheeks, knocking the girl off-balance. With an anguished cry of defeat, Mindy felt herself pitching forward, falling gently onto a thick carpeting of pine needles. "No, oh no!"
Wildly the girl dropped her hands to her panties. She knew instinctively what the dog was going after. She felt his jaws snap around her palms. Then Petya moved down a little farther, twisting his head around and catching the bottoms of her shorts with his front fangs. He began pulling back, growling, his tail jerking sharply from right to left. His body bowed down while he flattened his ears against the back of his head. Mindy cried out, digging her knees into the soft, wet ground. There was a tearing sound, the sound of her shorts ripping from the pressure. She cried out again, tightening her grip around her shorts, pulling them up and away from the determined dog.
"Filthy... horrible dog! No, don't do this to me! Oh God, get away!"
But Petya was too excited to listen to her. He twisted his head from side to side, tearing the shorts. Mindy felt the garment rip from her body. In a flash, she realized the animal had stripped her. Why, oh, why hadn't she worn her pintles under her briefs!
Another shock. This time she felt the hot wash of a tongue driving between her asscheeks. Mindy jerked so hard from the surprise that she shot forward, banging her forehead against an above ground root. Petya was on her in an instant, his strong forelegs padding up against her splayed thighs.
"No, no, get back... oh. no!"
It was getting hard for the girl to breathe! Rolling onto her back. Mindy kicked at the animal, scooting toward the pine she had gripped for support earlier. And all the while Petya was growling, watching her as if she were some beast of prey he was going to bring down.
Whimpering, Mindy looked about frantically. There were no paths for her to rush to. The dog would be on her in a second. Of course, she knew she could still call out for her father and the congregation. But now her shorts had been torn from her ass. What would they think, a young woman out here half naked with a dog? Surely there would be a gossip, those old stories about the parson's daughter coming up again. Mindy had heard those filthy jokes and had winced when men looked at her with them in mind.
"Don't... oh please."
Mindy craw-fished backward, her forehead wrinkled with terror. A pulse leaped at her throat. The young teenager again begged Petya not to touch her. But the dog wouldn't listen. He crept forward, nuzzling against her thighs. She threw her head back, feeling the warm fuzzy touch of his short fur against her inner thighs. Oh, it was so good, so awfully, forbiddenly good! Mindy felt her fingers digging into the soft dirt under her ass.
Licking. Licking. Had Diane said something about that? Had her boyfriend Walter touched her with his mouth? Or was it something she had wanted him to do? It was all so confusing. Mindy shook her head, feeling her long blonde hair splashing around her shoulders. It was so good, so darned good!
Mindy felt wild sensations buckle the walls of her hot cunt as the dog's tongue sloshed up and down her thighs. Good. Very, very good. Mindy couldn't stop now. The fears she had felt were evaporating quickly under her rising excitement. There was no wrong or right now. All that mattered was the sensation of Petya's tongue sloshing up and down, up and down against her thighs. And maybe he was going to touch her pussy soon! That thought brought another groan from her chest.
How her cheeks burned! How the juice had begun to run from her pussy, slicking down is her thighs, mixing with the dog's hot spit. And then Petya moved forward a little more, slipping his tongue around, then letting it touch her pussy. It was as if someone had touched her clit with live wires. Mindy arched her spine, her arms and legs trembling mightily. "Ohhhhh, Petya!"
She gasped from the friction as his tongue divided her still swollen cuntal slit. Mindy cried out again, drawing her hands up and raking them over the animal's fur. Oh, how good, how darned good this was feeling! In the background, the girl could hear the congregation singing some hymn about salvation. Then another lick of the tongue over her pussy knocked all thought about her father and his flock from her mind. -
"Uhhhh, that's it boy... ohhhhh!"
All the daring she'd been saving up, all the thoughts of sex and of . ". . . of fucking now escaped like water from a breaking dam.
It as so good, so hot and silky having his tongue washing against her cuntlips. Mindy rolled and rocked with the big animal, leaves and pine needles clinging to her dampened flesh. Then the sound of the church organ filled the air. Somehow that awful booming brought Mindy back to her senses. Awful. A woman and a dog. Sodom!
"No, no!"
Mindy somehow pushed the dog back. She was on her hands and knees now, whimpering through her flared nostrils as she crawled through the dark forest. She couldn't go back into the clearing. Someone might spot her and Petya. How horrid that would be!
"Get away!"
Why hadn't she worn her panties? Why had she let the dog go so far? Petya jumped. She felt the strong forelegs on her back. For an instant Mindy thought she was going to fall to the ground. Straightening her elbows the young girl shook her body violently, trying to get the dog off her spine.
It was at that point Mindy realized he was doing something other than simply clutching her. She felt him pumping his hips, rubbing something very hot and stiff against her ass. His prick! Oh, God, he was trying to fuck her with his thick cock! Mindy could feel the hot slickness gliding between her thighs. The girl was nearly frozen with disgust and terror. The parson's daughter-fucked by a dog! Losing her innocence to a beast!
"No!"
Surely they could have heard her shout in the church if it hadn't been for the playing organ! Twisting halfway around, Mindy slapped at Petya, braving his threatening growls to get him away. Somehow she'd managed to slip away from the growling animal, horrified at what had almost had happened. "No! Oh, God!"
Staggering through the woods Mindy felt the dog at her heels. He nipped at her now and then. The bites weren't really hard. It was as if he were trying to catch an ankle and bring her down once more. The girl was frantic. He was a big dog. She'd never felt particularly confident around him. And those were in the best of times. Now she was alone, and the animal was bent on fucking her.
"Horrid... oh God, help me."
Mindy again found herself facing the church. There were still the sounds of the people and her father singing. They would be through in a short time. And then her father would be searching for her.
"Get away, Petya!"
Oh, if she had a gun or knife, surely she'd kill that awful beast. Anger settled over her as the dog swarmed excitedly around her legs. Mindy kicked at him, then spun around and grabbed onto another tree for support while Petya tried to knock her down.
"Uhhhhh!"
He moved around her, sticking his muzzle into her cunt. It went deep. Nothing, not even her fingers when she toyed with herself in bed, had gone that far! Mindy cried out, her fingernails clawing at the bark. Weakly, the girl tried to climb higher. She slipped, falling heavily in the ground. "Oh no, don't..."
The dog was making funny sounds as he shoved his snout back between her cunt lips. It was crazy, so damned crazy and so damned good! Mindy again was feeling her delight overshadowing her guilt and fear. Moving one hand up, she touched his pointy cars-perky, furred dog ears! Oh, how his long muzzle rubbed up against her cuntal! mouth Sighing and gasping, Mindy rolled her bare ass against the ground, wondering when he would touch her cunt again.
CHAPTER TWO
"Ummm... good doggie... ohhhhh, good Petya, that's it, nice... uhhhhhh!"
Mindy couldn't even think of what she was saying to the beast anymore. She was encouraging him, hooking one leg up and stroking his humping back with her bare soles. How strangely ticklish his fur felt against her curling toes! She shuddered, finally getting her breath back.
"Nooo... ohhhhh, Petya."
Mindy's voice was only a hoarse whisper. The singing had stopped. She would have to be very quiet or someone would surely come to the woods and investigate her moans.
"Ohhhh, Petya... ohhhh, good doggie."
Mindy closed her thighs, clamping his furry paws between them. The dog growled, jerking his head. She felt his jaws clamping down on her flesh. The girl winced, feeling those fangs going deeper and deeper. And all the time, he was watching her, actually staring at her with those big brown eyes. They glowed with excitement now. Mindy trembled. Her demon lover! The thought rattled through her brain as Petya settled comfortably between her legs.
The pain was getting sharp. Mindy was dizzy. He was forcing her to react to him, to do what he wanted. The girl let out a sharp cry, one leg jerking into the air. Petya kept on pressing. Finally Mindy let out a groan, opening her thighs to him again. The dog let out a yip of triumph and wiggled his nose deep into her fuck crack. The rough wetness of his nose excited her clit. The animal touched her clit again and again.
Mindy tensed her asscheeks, bouncing them wildly against the ground. Soon she lost the will to try to tuck her ass away from the licking tongue. She lay there, her hands to her sides, looking, she felt, like the crucified Christ as Petya lapped at her pussy.
"Oh yes, yes, doggie, that's it, lick me!"
Her voice was soft but panicked. There was a sense of urgency between her white shivering thighs now. It was just like when she came with her own finger-fucking. But this was far more intense, more frantic! The dog was growling, getting wilder by the second. Mindy, herself, was out of control. Only when she felt the soil prickling sensations between her thighs, did she realize she'd been moving her pussy against the dog's sucking muzzle all along! "Ohhhhh, Petya!"
She called his name, loving the way it came from her lips, What made her stay on her back and take him on? Mindy didn't know, couldn't understand, herself. All she knew was that it was so good having him on top of her, his body pressing her down onto the ground. And all the time, his tongue was sloshing up and down her juice-slicked cuntal crack.
Mindy was pulling out fistfuls of grass from the ground. The animal began licking her belly too, drawing his tongue up to her haltered tits. He licked the soft red cotton material until it was soaked with doggie saliva. She could almost feel the touch of his tongue against her hard nipples.
She couldn't run away from him. There was no way the girl could push herself from the ground and flee the big dog. Her hips were moving more wildly against the ground now, making soft sucking sounds while Petya licked long and deep into her pussy. He was down at her feet now, mouthing her toes and ankles. It was the musky smell of arousal in her pussy that was making him this wild. Raising her head Mindy looked heavy-lidded at the animal. He was at her knees, then back at her thighs. And then, at last, he was licking her open cunt gash once again. Mindy groaned, dropping her head back to the ground and pushing her hot cunt back up to the animal.
Mindy bit down on her lower lip, nearly drawing blood. Her father would be able to hear her soon. She could barely hear the shuffling sounds of the congregation as they left the church. There were the sounds of cars starting off and driving slowly away down the gravel drive.
She had to cum now! Her father would have noticed her absence at the prayer meeting and would want to know what she'd been doing!
Mindy was giving the animal all her cunt. And then she felt her clit explode, showering sparks of delight into her cunt.
" Aghghghghhghhhhhh!"
It was like nothing she'd ever experienced in the world. The razor-sharp edge of her cumming joy cut through her like rusty blades. She spasmed, convulsing inwardly around her tender pussy. The girl rolled about in a fever that hurt her as much as it felt good.
Mindy's face was pinched and red while her hips bucked and jerked against the big dog. There were times when the spasms were too good, times when the girl tucked away her cunt from Petya. It was then the shepherd growled, shoving his way back between her legs, his forelegs bent and braced against her thighs.
"No! Oh, so good, so..."
Mindy cried out again, holding onto his furry back. There was no way she'd be able to get away until he was seated again. She scratched hard, tearing out some fur while the animal writhed his narrow ass. His paws were against her as he kept his snout against her cuntlips.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Another series of spasms. Mindy bucked back, rolling and squirming on the grass. And then she felt hot stringy flecks of something against her thighs. In an instant the girl knew the dog was rubbing his furry cocksheath against her knee. He was humping forward in jerky moves. God! That long rubbery red thing was spitting out his doggie cum!
"Ohhh, no, oh God... so dirty, so... oh, Petya, get away!"
Mindy was babbling, staggering to her feet. She stretched out her arms, her fingers curling around one tree then another. Where were her shorts? Scanning the ground she saw the torn briefs. Petya was whining and whimpering, circling and bobbing his head. In a moment he had fallen to one side and was busily licking his cock and balls.
"God in heaven."
Resting against the tall oak, Mindy stretched the ripped briefs over her thighs, tugging them up and buttoning them tightly around her waist. Casting one last uncertain look in Petya's direction, Mindy stumbled to the edge of the woods. She saw the last of the cars driving down the curving road to the highway. One by one, the lights in the church went out. Her father would be walking into the parish house in a moment. Mindy made it to the back door of the two-story wooden farmhouse.
"Oh my God!" She put her burning face in her hands, thinking about the feeling of Petya's tongue against her pussy.
What would her father say if he knew? Moving quickly through the kitchen, Mindy tried to smile, trying to see something funny in what had happened to her. It was still a little confusing. She didn't feel too sorry for having let Petya touch her like that. That absence of guilt alone shocked her. But all she could do was' smile when she thought of Petya and the gentle yet forceful way he drew his tongue over her pussy.
Hearing her father's footsteps coming closer to the front door, she gripped the handrail and climbed the stairs. The dog was just a horny animal, reacting to the touch and smell of her cunt. But it was a little harder excusing the way she had pranced her ass shamelessly in the air, tightening her legs around the German shepherd's thick throat while he licked deep into her pussy. At least once, Mindy thought he had touched her cherry.
Her legs were still smeared with doggie cum. Just as she reached the top landing she heard her father opening the front door. No! She didn't want to confront him tonight. Her mind was still whirling in the mists of lust. Surely even he would see that and suspect something. Tomorrow would be better. Besides, Mindy felt as if she had to sleep.
She made her way to the bedroom, falling across the bed.
"Oh God, God, don't let this happen again. I just couldn't take it if the dog... oh, my God."
She found herself putting her hands together, praying the way her father's congregation prayed-fervently, desperately. Something in the back of her mind told Mindy she'd be with Petya again, perhaps doing something much more daring! The thought took her breath away. The burning in her clit was starting up again. No, no, she couldn't think of it anymore. Sleep. She needed sleep!
"Petya..."
The dog's name sounded so beautiful on her lips. Closing her eyes, Mindy could almost feel the animal's soft gray fur rubbing against her inner thighs. How she had fought him! And now... and now how her mind dwelled on the touch of his warm body against hers. Could she go further with him? the thought made the teenager shiver with disgust . . and lust.
"My name's Mindy," the girl repealed over and over again as she fell slowly asleep.
Morning came, and with it some brightness to her thoughts. It was the start of Spring vacation. Two weeks of fun. And then thoughts came of Petya and what had happened, thoughts that temporarily dimmed her bright smile. A scabby feel to her thighs reminded the girl of the doggie cum that had dried on her flesh. Sliding her legs over the bed, Mindy rose shakily, scratching her fingers through her long blonde hair. Petya. His tongue fucking her cunt. Oh, he had touched her in that wonderful way! She looked in the minor, finding her lips curling into a smile. Yes, there would be other times. Her father's boring morality wouldn't stop her.
Showering quickly, Mindy dressed in a brief white tennis-style outfit, scampering down the stairs to the kitchen. Her father sat glumly at one end of the table, gesturing toward the empty seat in front of him Immediately, she knew he was disapproving of her outfit. Happy barking from outside told Mindy that Petya was playing in the yard. How she wished he were here right now.
"You weren't at evening prayer, young lady," her father said stiffly.
"I... was tired, Daddy," Mindy said hesitantly, keeping her eyes lowered.
She drank her orange juice quickly, feeling her father could read her mind. Oh, if he could, surely he'd throw her out of the house. Another bark. Mindy was very aware of the silky pressure of the cotton panel of her panties against her pussy. She shifted her pert little ass against the wooden seat of the kitchen chair, kicking her feet nervously against the table legs.
"Your mother would have disapproved, God bless her soul," her father said, his bushy black eyebrows knitting closely together. "She was at every one of those services."
"Daddy, that's all right for your parishioners. But I don't think I need that kind of... of business," Mindy complained, wrinkling her forehead in exasperation.
Her father was in his preaching mood. And there would be the whole Spring vacation to endure him.
"What you need to guide you morally is my business, Mindy. You weren't... having anyone over, were you?" her father asked.
"Daddy!"
Mindy dropped her fork to the plate, staring at her father. For a preacher, he certainly had a suspicious and dirty mind. Of course, what had really been going on would never have occurred to him. Perhaps it would be best to let him think what he would.
"I saw those boys staring at you, wanting you in a way that sickens me."
Mindy stood up, barely able to see Petya playing with his shadow, wetting himself in the sprinkler, then rolling playfully on his back. If only she could be that happy, that carefree.
"I'm going outside... just out back."
Mindy pushed back from the table, ignoring her father's pleas about her not going outside in that godless outfit. She let the screen door bang loudly behind her. Petya scrambled up, squatting down on all fours and staring at her. Mindy was fuming. She felt angry at her father for not having trusted her, even though he was rightfully suspicious. The confusing, conflicting emotions warred with one another.
She stamped one foot on the ground, folding her arms defiantly on her chest. It was then she felt Petya rubbing his head against one leg. She sucked in her lip under her front teeth, feeling suddenly rebellious, naughty. Could she do something like this, right under her father's nose? For one second she even thought about letting the dog fuck her right here... right in front of the house. But no. That was foolish.
"Come on, boy, come on."
To hell with it... to hell with everything! Her father was a crashing bore, a tyrant who was trying to impose his old-fashioned values on her. Mindy was tired of being kept in a cage, kept away from the boys, from friends. Well she had a very good friend who would make her feel good. And her father had no idea just how good!
"Here boy, here Petya."
Mindy knew she had to be careful. Although there were no nearby houses, still there was the outside chance someone might bike by and spot her and the animal. Mindy and Petya ambled down the path back into the woods. She turned and glanced back at the house. Her father wasn't following. Undoubtedly, he was still at the kitchen table, wondering what to do about his errant daughter, then thinking about his sermon for next week. Mindy sighed, pushing aside several branches. When she reached the spot where Petya had first seduced her, the girl felt her cheeks burn.
"Just a little ways, Petya."
The shame and fear stayed in a way. But Mindy was more aware of that familiar tickle between her legs. As she wandered down a path with Petya whining behind her, the girl was also aware of the subtle slick rubbing of her cuntlips against one another. She was starting to breathe hard while her nipples scratched itchily over her halter. It was just like last night. Only this time she was planning it, deliberately setting it up. "Here, boy."
They had entered a small clearing, protected from outside view by thick brush and tall, encroaching pines. Only now did Mindy realize her face was flushed and damp. She looked around again, then reached back and unhooked her white halter. The top came undone easily, floating to the ground like a cast-off parachute.
Bending over, Mindy unlaced her blue tennis shoes, kicking them from her feet. Petya was on his haunches now, his head cocked to one side while his long pink tongue hung from one corner of his mouth. Mindy liked that expression. His large brown eyes were starting to sparkle with excitement... the same kind of excitement that was making her heart pound.
Mindy slipped her thumbs under the tight-fitting elastic band of her shorts, skinning them over her narrow boyish hips, over her knees, over her ankles. Stepping from them, the girl hung them neatly on a nearby branch, rubbing her fingers over her naked thighs.
Now Petya was staring with interest at her, his black rubbery lips flecked with diamonds of his doggie spit. Mindy looked about the flat grassy area, deciding where it would be best to lie down.
"Petya?"
Mindy was sitting on the grass, her tits resting high and sexily on her heaving chest. Her knees were parted slightly. The hot dampness of her virgin cunt was opened to the dog's mouth now. Mindy flushed red. She was enticing a... a dog! She was flaunting herself like those whores she had heard her parsOn father talk about again and again at his boring lectures. And she loved it. Petya got up, moved a bit, then sniffed at her pussy. Mindy swallowed hard, trembling as the dog approached her. He sniffed at her toes, then moved a bit farther. She saw his eyes rolling up to her, studying her face. It was becoming hard to breathe once more as the world whirled around her. Mindy wondered if it was like this for all women who were sexually excited.
"Ohhhh, Petya."
Mindy was quivering, her body shaking with anticipation. She wanted the dog to bury his muzzle in her cunt. As the seconds ticked by, the pretty blonde teenager could think of nothing but her burning pussy and this dog who would put out the fire.
"Bitch!"
The word bubbled up from somewhere, coloring her face with more shame and lust. She wanted the dog to bury his muzzle in her cunt. As the seconds ticked by, the pretty blonde teenager could think of nothing but her burning pussy and this dog who would put out the fire.
She was a bitch, Petya's young bitch. And she no longer cared.
He squirmed closer as she petted his strong haunches. The animal was licking her belly now, drawing his tongue over her navel, then slicking it down lower. Mindy fell backward, her elbows edging outward while she shoved her legs farther apart for the dog. How every nerve-ending in her cunt ached for the animal's hot touch! Petya seemed purposely to be toying with her, not touching the most sensitive areas yet.
"Ohhhhh, Petya!"
And then he drew his tongue over her cuntal thicket, slicking down the wiry blonde pussy hairs with his spit. Mindy snapped her legs together, banging her knees painfully against one another. Once more, the doggie seduction had begun.
CHAPTER THREE
It was wonderful. Having the dog licking his tongue like that over her virgin cunt was devastating. Mindy stretched her legs in front of her, curling her fingers and digging the nails in her pliant thighs. She loved the sensation of the grass tickling the backs of her naked legs. Moving her hips from side to side, she could feel the green blades brushing over the inner curves of her asscheeks. One or two poked teasingly at her asshole. Smiling weakly, she panted, hunching her dripping pussy into his maw.
"Good dog," she gasped. "Good dog!"
Mindy wasn't even thinking of what she was doing, of the enormity of her action. She loved the feeling of Petya rubbing up against her legs. She loved the sensation of his tongue slopping up her cunt slit, wetting down the blonde pussy hairs with his spit. Petya growled happily, mouthing her pussy, then dropping his tongue down until it was licking at the split of her asscheeks. Oh, it was all so wonderful!
"Mmmmmm..." Mindy closed her eyes, breathing with raspy pants through her mouth.
She could feel her pussy juice drenching her soaked cuntlips, dripping down her ass. The dog moved a little more forward, bracing his paws against her thighs. Mindy liked the feeling of his scratchy claws leaving short little red marks on her flesh. He was eating her pussy hungrily now, his snout moving up and down through her cunt slit. She could feel the dog's muzzle forcing her inner cuntlips apart. He was stretching the mouth of her cunt open more and more. Mindy snapped her legs together again, rolling her head from side to side. Strands of her blonde hair clung to her dampened cheeks and forehead while she dragged her ankles back, back against the dog's furred sides.
Mindy laughed, the dog's hair tickling the insides of her legs. Oh, it was all so good! She drew her knees back slowly.
"Uhhhh... lick me, Petya. Oh God, this is good, so very good!"
The words bubbled from her lips as she rolled her ass around for the animal. She moaned loudly, writhing her shoulders against the cool ground. Moving her legs back a little more, Mindy found herself petting the dog with both feet. Oh, and he was lapping her cunt with his tongue, laving her pussy with his hot doggie spit!
In a way, the girl was amazed she could let a dog do this to her. The parson's daughter! The thought of her father drove the girl on to more excitement. She curled her toes until they cramped, brushing them over the animal's head, then slowly bringing them down, down along his sides.
"Oh Petya, this is... this is wonderful. Oh, God, doggie, lick me, lick me!"
Mindy was going out of control. It was hard for her to focus her eyes on anything. She peered over her jutting tits at the cunt-hungry animal. He was hunkered down for power, his body rubbing up against the ground while his powerful head was fitted tightly between her thighs. The young girl was being tongue-fucked by the dog.
"Uhhhhh... that's good... there. Oh, there, Petya. That's good when you touch me there!"
Petya growled, tossing his head from side to side. She could feel his teeth nipping along the puffed outer edges of her cuntlips. The feeling drove her insane! Mindy jerked her ass off the ground once more. All the time, she felt that teasing tongue raking along her cunt slit, then moving back and touching her inner thighs. She was so wet! Petya enjoyed this tremendously, drinking up the hot juices erupting from her cunt, slicking down her pussy with his saliva. Letting out another sigh, Mindy humped her back against the ground, pressing her cuntal mound up harder for the dog to eat. He obliged her, growling into her pussy, bracing his paws up against her body and fucking his snout into her pussy. Mindy threw her head back, drawing her hands up and cupping them over her tits.
Peering through her lashes, Mindy saw the fur around Petya's neck standing up with excitement. She began clawing at his neck, urging him on, then holding him back. She felt terribly small, vulnerable, in danger. The girl wasn't sure why, but letting him hurt her a little actually increased the excitement racing through her.
"Uhhhhh... ohhhhh, Petya."
The dog gave a few more tentative licks to her pussy, then moved back an inch or two to grab hold of her cuntal mound. Mindy had never thought something like this was possible. He was holding her pussy in his powerful jaw, shaking it, sinking his fangs gently into the hot, swollen cunt meat. Mindy went insane, pounding the ground with her fists while flailing the grass with the backs of her legs. Never, never had she experienced such a rush of hot, sexy feelings cutting through her body. Her hair splashed across her face and throat, gathering in tangles around her chin. The big dog was pawing at her thighs as if he were frustrated as if he wanted more juice, from her pussy.
Mindy felt herself approaching some forbidden barrier. She wanted more, more of the sensation now nearly killing her. She clawed wildly at the dog, falling back onto the ground and twisting like a snake. Oh, she wanted... his cock! Yes, as horrible as the thought was to her, still Mindy couldn't get that animal's cock off her mind. She remembered in a flash the dog cum that had spattered against her legs the other night. Now she wanted it inside her pussy.
"Oh no, no!"
The pretty teenager put both hands to her face, feeling the cheeks burning against her fingertips. It was horrid to be thinking along those lines. But Mindy couldn't stop herself.
The dog was licking her everywhere, his tongue slicking down her body, wetting her more and more. But she needed something extra, something that would add spice to the hot, tingling sensation in her clit right now. Mindy hugged the big dog hard with her knees, feeling his bushy tail brush up against her toes. Oh, it was so deliciously and shamelessly good!
"Yesssssss!"
Petya's tongue. It had actually fucked into her cunt now, gouging up against her cunt walls, pressing into her cherry! Mindy groaned, grimacing as she felt that tiny membrane buckling under the pressure of the dog's tongue. Petya whimpered, unsure of what he'd come in contact with. He kept pressing on, then drew back and began rubbing his bristling nose hairs against her clit. "Ahhhhhhh!"
Streams of perspiration streaked her flesh, burning into her eyes and nose. It was all too much for Mindy to take in! The dog was rolling and licking his tongue around the supersensitive ring of small cuntal muscles. Mindy felt her pussy convulsing, cramping and cinching down on the invading tongue.
It was close to the feeling of being fucked, she guessed. Close, but not the same. Oh, one part of her wanted to go all the way! Mindy pranced her ass around in circles, jerking it up and down while the dog raked his tongue up against her clit once more. She cried out, hugging his head. Oh, could she do it? Could she actually cross that barrier and let him... let him fuck her? Mindy had blushed when her best friend Diane had told her about fucking. And now here she was, wallowing on the ground like some bitch dog, wanting Petya to fuck her!
She had to. She just had to! There could be no going back. She had to have the animal fucking her, driving his tongue into her cunt, then fucking his cock into her. Mindy pushed Petya back gently, feeling his tongue licking against her wrists. He was growling, his brown eyes staring curiously at her. She knew the animal was wondering why he was being pushed away.
"That's all right, boy, that's all right. What you're going to do is better," she panted.
Shaking the hair from her eyes, Mindy managed to sit up, staring at the big gray German shepherd. He was hot! His snout was slick with her cunt juices and his spit. She shivered, moving her eyes down a little farther and seeing the red knobby boner sliding from its furry sheath. His cock! Yes, the other night, she'd seen that cock sending out long white streamers of doggie jizz against her thighs. She had run away then, feeling dirty! But now the thought of feeling that bumpy cock fucking in and out of her pussy drove her mad with lust.
"That's it, boy, that's it."
Mindy was on her knees now, peering back over one shoulder. Petya was giving her that curious stare, unsure of what to do next. Mindy dipped her ass again, feeling her throat tighten so much she could hardly draw a breath. Her elbows wobbled, her tits dragging against the ground. She was in a doggie-fucking position. Her cunt was raw, burning with excitement. Couldn't he see it? Couldn't he smell her hot cunt? Couldn't he tell she was ready for the fucking of her life? Her first fuck-and that would be with her pet German shepherd.
"Come on boy, come on!"
Could she really go this far? Petya moved forward, licking at her ass. She felt him wetting down each ass cheek thoroughly. The tickle was excruciating and at the same time delightful. Mindy wagged her ass, feeling the seepy heat of her velvety cuntal walls growing more and more concentrated, more intense!
"Petya..."
No more! She could hold back no more! Paws were scratching at her bare ass. A dog was going to fuck her. She had never even touched a boy's prick, and now she was going to let this animal fuck her. Mindy giggled nervously, digging her fingernails into the soft dirt.
"Yes, oh yessssssss!"
Mindy lowered her head, her hair curtaining her flushed face. She could feel his furred weight against her spine now, making her back sag a little toward the ground. She braced herself a little better, widening her knees, keeping her ass very still while the dog mounted her.
It was a new experience for Petya, too. He stopped every now and then, readjusted his position, then climbed on a little farther. She felt his forelegs wrapping tightly around her tits, the claws scraping along her flesh. In a moment his head rested between her shoulder-blades. She could feel his breath panting through her hair, while now and then his tongue brushed up against her ears. Mindy shivered again. That cock, that wonderful, horrible dog cock was brushing up against her thighs. She could feel the pointy cocktip battering against her cuntlips.
"Oh, that's it... oh yes, Petya, that's it!" she cried.
The dog whimpered. Mindy groaned, dipping her shapely ass up and down. Something brushed her cunt crack again. His prick! His cock was there, just waiting to fuck into her cunt!
Mindy was frantic. She wanted that sensation of having the animal's prick slipping past her puffed outer cuntlips and fucking into her cunt. How the cunt walls itched, buckled with heat while more and more thick, bubbly pussy juice frothed from her cunthole!
"Ohhh, Petya, now, now!" The dog understood her panic. Tucking his hind legs under, he drove forward. A flash of fear and shame and excitement poured through her reeling mind. Her excitement was at a keen pitch. The dog was getting ready to fuck his prick into her pussy. "Uhhhhhhh!"
It happened! Mindy jerked her head, shuddering as the bony prick penetrated her pussy! she cried out, her vision blurring as the fat bumpy dog cock slipped between her cuntlips and fucked into her pussy. Petya was growling that smothered growl-the sound of a male dog gaining satisfaction from his bitch. She felt his head pressing down hard against her back once more.
"Ohhhh, Petya... oh God, God, it's sooooo good, so very goooood!"
Mindy let her hips roll back again. She could feel the dog's prick scratching the dreadful, wonderful itch of excitement that plagued her pussy walls. The girl grimaced again, her face blanching, then burning red as the dog began pounding his prick against her cherry. Mindy sucked in a ragged breath and held it, her throat and chest burning from arousal. He was stabbing his prick against her cherry, forcing the tiny membrane to pucker and buckle under the pressure.
Could she go through with such a terrible thing? To lose her cherry was bad enough. But to lose it to a dog? Such questions evaporated quickly under the savage fucking of the big dog.
"Oh, God!"
The animal paused for a moment, tightening his grip around her belly. Mindy could feel his muscles tensing, could feel his hind legs pressing more urgently against the backs of her legs. Then suddenly there was a short, sharp bolt of white lightning flashing up her spine and exploding in her brain. With a violent shove, the head of the dog's cock sliced right through Mindy's cherry.
"Yghghghghghhghhg!"
Mindy thought she was going to sink to the ground. The pain had been hot and sudden. She had felt the tearing sensation. But then it was gone. The pain merged with the hot sense of being torn and fucked all the way. She began sobbing, tearing her fingers through the grass. If this had been her boyfriend or husband, she would be crying against his shoulder now while he reassured her. Now she was crouched humbly there under a big dog, feeling nothing but the animal lust that ran through both of them.
Petya didn't stop long in his fucking spree. Readjusting his hindquarters, he began fucking her again in long, sexy strokes. For a moment Mindy wondered if she shouldn't try to get out from under him. The pain was still there. But soon she felt the slick knobs rushing over her pussy, at times rubbing up against her clit. The pain was gone, completely gone in a few moments. The massaging of her cunt by the dog's cock had done wonders for her. Mindy was once more bobbing her ass around against the dog's furry belly, wanting more sensation from him. The bursting of her cherry had actually increased her arousal. "Uhhhhhh..."
The stretched, bleeding tissues of her cunt throbbed deliciously. She was moving her cunt faster and faster, silently urging the dog to increase the depth and speed of his fucking strokes. The heat and friction increased more and more, pain coupling with the hot joy of the wet, fucking doggie cock in her cunt.
"Oh yessss, Petya, fuck me good, fuck my cunt real good, doggie!"
A devil had possessed her now, a fucking devil, one who could be satisfied only by more fucking and cum spattering inside her pussy. She spread her knees farther apart, letting her ass sag down a bit. Petya growled, biting gently against the nape of her neck. Mindy groaned, throwing her body from side to side. It was going to happen. Oh yes, yes, he was fucking her all the way, his prick gouging heavily against the buckling walls of her pussy. And now she was going to cum!
"Uhhhh... ohhhhh doggie, now, now, now!"
Mindy couldn't hold back. She was thrashing around, nearly wobbling down to the ground. Her knees widened even more while her elbows buckled, then finally failed. Collapsing, the girl pressed one cheek to the ground, her tits pillowing out against the grass. Only her ass rose high in the air, the white spit-slicked mounds of her ass split by the animal's fucking cock. Petya was holding on for dear life, his narrow hips hammering again and again against the fucked girl. Mindy was grunting now, her steady grunts in time with the rhythmic fucking.
All she could think about was keeping the animal's prick inside her. And then the roaring of her pulse was all she could hear. The swirling, searching jabs of the animal's prick in her belly jabbed into all her senses. Mindy could hear the pistoning fuck-strokes. She could smell herself, smell the dog! In a moment it would be all over. She would fall into that delicious world of climaxing, cumming! The noise of her pulse increased. Her heart was hammering away.
She teetered on that delicious brink of climax. Saliva drooled from the corners of her mouth as her vision was suddenly blinded by white light. It was the blinding light of her own climax. Yes, oh God, yes! She was cumming now, cumming with the big dog hugging her, hunkering down for power, fucking his cock into her cunt. "Yaghhghghghhhh!"
Mindy could feel the cock in her pussy fucking back and forth wildly. She churned her hips, the noisy, hungry slurping of her pussy against his prick filling her ears. And then a great, earth-shaking blast started in Mindy's pussy, blasting out in waves through the rest of her body. She opened her eyes wide, staring hotly at the bushes in front of her.
"Noooooo!" The girl no longer cared if anyone heard her or not. "Yaghghghhh!"
Another and then another monstrous wave of pleasure racked her. She bucked under the ramming fuck-strokes of the dog's prick.
"Uhhhh..."
Fucked, fucked so wonderfully, and by a dog. The girl rocked under the slowing thrusts of Petya's fucking. Wonderful! Oh, yes, yes, she would do this again and again. How could she stop now?
"Good, Petya, good."
Mindy collapsed, feeling so good, so warm. Oh, she wished the fucking would never end!
CHAPTER FOUR
"But you said you wouldn't want a guy to touch you like that."
"That was before. Now I'm not sure."
"Wow! What changed your mind?"
Mindy was sunning herself in Diane's back yard. Her father didn't particularly like the young brunette. But he felt she was better than having his daughter hanging out with any of the boys. Of course, she didn't tell her father she would be wearing a bikini of three tiny pieces Of satin with strings attached. It was terribly exciting just to wear it.
She was dying to tell her best friend about what had happened between her and the dog two days ago. But still, she wondered how Diane would take it. The young girl was certainly more brazen than she was. But talk was cheap. There would be either squeals of delight or shock. Mindy wasn't sure which at this point and decided to keep quiet for the moment.
"Have you been fooling around with some of the guys?" Diane asked, her eyes narrowing suspiciously.
"No, but I wish I could," Mindy answered with a shrug. "That one guy... the blond one with the broad shoulders. Gosh, I wish I could see him."
Diane gave her a devious look.
"I heard all sorts of things about him. That's Bobby Davidson. He plays football for the high school. I hear he gets all the cheerleaders sooner or later. Wow, I'd sure like to be a cheerleader, stupid as it seems, just for that!"
"Really?"
Mindy was breathless from the revelation. The one boy who had touched himself, possibly squeezing his prick while watching her up there with her father was fuck-happy! Oh, how could she meet him without seeming like a whore? Dogs barking in the distance broke her train of thought. A flush of guilt reddened her cheeks.
"I don't see why you had to bring the dog along. I said my mom wasn't gonna be home. But nobody's gonna rape us or something. This isn't L.A., Mindy."
The blonde looked up over her heart-shaped sunglasses at the frolicking German shepherd. He was bounding about in the large back yard, chasing butterflies, ignoring the two chatting young women.
"I know. Just thought it would be better."
Mindy couldn't get the dog out of her mind. Her father had been watching her carefully, noticing some subtle changes in her character. Of course, he thought she had been sneaking out and seeing some boys on the sly. Mindy stayed home, watched television and wished she could get out just for a moment to fuck with the dog. How her pussy ached for his tongue, for his prick! There were times at night when she tossed in her bed, the sheets clinging to her sweat-dampened flesh while her cunt burned with lust. She thought of the animal all the time.
Even now, she shuddered against the yellow lounge chair, thinking of how good it would be to have the animal on top of her. How her thoughts bad changed. Now, she could only think of fucking-the dog, a guy, anything! She sighed, feeling the sun against the tiny crotch band of her bikini. Mindy rolled onto her tummy, sipping from her Coke bottle.
"Come on, Mindy, you can tell me. Have you been fucking?" Diane probed.
"Not really."
The "not really" pricked up Diane's ears. She rose from the couch, looking suspiciously around her.
"I know what I mean by not really. Who is he?" she asked breathlessly.
Petya barked noisily, running after a group of birds that had swooped teasingly over his head. Mindy blushed again, taking another long sip of the soft drink.
"Oh, I don't think you'd understand, Diane," she said, feeling close to spilling the beans.
"I would, I would. Oh, I'll bet it's Bobby, isn't it."
"Nope."
"Who, then?"
"I don't know if I can tell you and you can keep a secret. Besides, it started out more with kinda licking and all that."
"Licking? Oh, wow! I wish come guy would do that to me." Diane was shaking sun tan lotion onto her girlfriend's back. "God, the guys around here are so good looking. I don't know how you managed to get somebody past your father. God, I sure wish I could make it with a guy soon."
"Why don't you let 'em?"
Diane laughed, capping the bottle and sliding back on the lounge.
"I try. But then they chicken out. You know Warren Everston?"
"I think so," Mindy said.
Petya was tiring of his games and was now looking at the young blonde. Mindy swallowed hard, hoping he wouldn't try anything strange while she was here with Diane.
"Well, Warren gets almost to the point of doing something with me, you know? And then he chickens out," Diane said with a pout.
Mindy felt the lotion trickling down her back. She reached around, smoothing it into her flesh.
"At a party, we were in a bedroom for a while. I took off my panties and Warren fingered me until I thought I was gonna die!"
"Wow!"
Mindy's eyes glowed. She could feel her clit starting to get hard. The thought of having a handsome guy touch her like that had her going.
"Then he started kissing me all over-you know, on my belly and down here."
Diane touched her cunt and shivered.
"I thought he was going to... you know, lick me. I pushed him down and moaned."
Diane was breathing heavily. She could see that Petya was edging closer to them. Mindy turned and shot him a warning glance. The animal whined and dropped to the ground, his tail wagging from side to side.
"Some guys like it, I guess," Mindy said.
"You... guess? You said that's what you did, and then you say you didn't."
Mindy bit her lip, on the brink of saying something. Petya had crawled up to her, sniffed her legs, then moved around to Diane. The brunette put her hand out, stroking his head, not thinking of what she was doing.
"Diane... I wouldn't... wouldn't touch him like that if I were you."
"Is he going to bite?"
The girl took her hand away, wrinkling up her forehead while staring at the big German shepherd.
"It's not that. It's just that... well, remember when I told you it wasn't a guy who touched me like that?"
"So?"
"I'd better be getting back home. It's gonna get late and-"
"What are you talking about? I... ohhhh, Mindy, get him off me! No!"
Mindy wheeled around. Petya had made his move. He was bracing both paws up against her girlfriend's legs, having jumped onto the lounge chair. Cringing, Diane was lying on her back. Her Coke was spilled on the ground, pieces of the shattered round glass clattering on the flagstones of the patio. The animal was on his haunches, his tongue hanging out of the right side of his maw. Then he dropped his head quickly between her white, shivering legs. In a second Petya was drawing his tongue over her flesh, pushing it up to her cunt. Diane let out a howl, her face contorted with fear and rage.
"No, don't! Oh god, what's the matter with him, Mindy."
"I... oh, God!"
There was a look of confusion on Diane's face. Then suddenly she brightened, bracing her fingers against Petya's head for a moment and shoving him back.
"You and... and the dog? Did you let him touch you?"
Mindy flushed beet red.
"I let him do more than that. I let him fuck me a couple of nights ago."
"Oh, no!" Diane put both hands to her mouth, staring at her girlfriend in horror. She shook her head, then stared at Petya. "No, no!"
"Diane, it's really not so bad. Really! I mean, it just sort of happened and-"
"I don't wanna hear more! Just... oh God, God, the dog won't leave me alone!"
"Petya! Get off her! Come on, Petya. Come on, get off Diane!"
But the dog was intrigued with the screaming girl. He licked his tongue up and down her spread thighs, slicking them with hot spit. Diane tried twisting around on the lounge, curling her fingers into tight fists and beating them against the powerful dog's head. But Petya only snapped at her fingers, making the young girl pull them back and scream.
"Oh, stop him... oh, God!"
The twisting had dislodged her halter top, pulling it down until it slipped over the bottom curves of her high-riding tits. Her red nipples shone in the bright daylight. Petya caught sight of her tits and moved up, slicking his tongue over her reddened nipples.
"Uhhhh... stop this! Oh God, no, no, take him off me, Mindy!"
Mindy raced around the small glass table separating them, rushing up to Diane and the dog. She pulled at Petya's hind legs, but found he was just too strong for her. He was licking her girlfriend's tits now, slathering them with more and more hot doggie spit.
Diane covered her face in horror now. Petya had moved down and was biting into; her panty-style bikini bottoms. There were tearing sounds. Mindy shivered as she watched her girlfriend's bikini torn from her body. A thick bush of cuntal hair suddenly appeared. Horrified, Diane thrust both hands down over her pussy.
Petya wouldn't be put off. He nuzzled forward, snapping at her fingers again, then he fucked his snout up into her cunt slit. Diane bucked, arching her back, cinching her eyes shut while groaning. Mindy stood by, helpless, watching her friend getting raped by the large animal.
Then the blonde teenager realized something had changed in the pacing. There weren't the hard, hysterical cries from Diane's throat any longer. The screams had turned into something else, something erotic. Mindy narrowed her eyes and watched as Diane's movements became more rhythmic, more sensual!
"Ohhh, what's happening to me? Oh God, what's happening to me?"
"Diane, we'd better get out of here. Somebody might see. Upstairs... your room, okay?"
Mindy could hardly get the words out. She was petting the big dog around the head, her hand straying down the thinning fur of the dog's belly until she felt her knuckles brushing up against his prick. Petya whined, twisting his handsome head around and licking her hand. Mindy sucked in a deep breath. He would have two women to fuck today. Petya, she felt, was more than up to it.
"Oh, I don't know. I just don't know . , . the dog. Are you sure."
"Yes, fine."
It was a complete change of scene. Diane was now the frightened, unsure girl, Mindy the experienced one. She pushed Petya off the lounge, picking up Diane's torn bottoms and top and hurrying her off into the house. The two girls padded up the stairs, Petya trotting behind them. More than once, Diane voiced her hesitation. But Mindy could tell from the tone of her voice she was curious-and hot. All that talking about fucking and sucking had made her unsteady. The dog was playing on this, licking at her all the way down the long darkened hall.
"Here... my mom won't be back for a couple of hours and that... uhhhhh!"
Petya licked his tongue up between her ass-cheeks, sending the girl stumbling into her room. Mindy followed, locking the door self-consciously behind her. The animal was butting Diane to the bed. When she fell onto the mattress, he jumped up, bracing his forepaws on her thighs while drool dripped from his tongue onto her belly. Diane snapped her head up and looked helplessly at her friend. "Mindy..."
"Oh, let him fuck you, Diane. It's real good, it really is!"
"Oh Mindy... oh, he's... he's doing things to me!" the girl wailed.
Mindy bit her lower lip, wondering if she had gone too far. Petya was licking her friend, growling at her when she tried to knock him away. Slowly, however, Mindy saw that Diane was getting used to the dog's touch. Mindy smiled, reaching down and sliding from her small bikini. Pulling the bikini top off, the young blonde draped it over the chair while her friend grunted under the dog's tongue.
"Isn't he wonderful, Diane? And he fucks real good, too!"
"Fucks? Oh God, Mindy. You let him... touch you with that... uhhhhh!"
Petya had climbed forward a little more, dropping his head and slathering her nipples with his tongue. Mindy watched as her friend's tits rolled against one another wetly, the dog's tongue wetting them until they shone like two light globes. The young brunette was struggling with herself, fighting the dog at the same time. Petya only grunted, nuzzling her tits, his haunches resting squarely between Diane's spread thighs. Moving a little closer, Mindy
SB could catch sight of the girl's brown bush of cuntal hair. It bristled with excitement. And there was something else. Oh, the little liar! She was excited, terribly aroused. Mindy could see droplets of cunt juice glistening on the curled ends of her pussy hairs. She was oozing pussy juice, twisting under Petya's teasing tongue, happy that he was doing this to her.
Mindy slid onto the bed, scooting back until her spine rested against the headboard.
"There, isn't that good?"
"Oh, I don't know, Mindy. It's so... so weird! I've never done something like this before and... and it's just... uhhhhh!"
Diane drew one hand over her face, hiding her eyes from Mindy and the animal. She was hunching her body up regularly now, her muscles tensing, relaxing, then tensing again as she fucked her cunt into the dog's maw.
Mindy was licking her dry lips. She wanted the dog to touch her, too. A double fuck. She would watch her friend lose her cherry, and then she'd take on Petya as a kind of finale.
"Here, Petya, here!"
The dog pulled his head from the brunette's cuntal thicket, his brown eyes on Mindy's pussy. The girl was drawing her slender fingers slowly on either side of her swollen cuntlips.
"Oh, Petya, here, touch me, lick me like you licked her."
The dog whimpered, crawling over the panting Diane. He was on the blonde teenager in a second, lapping her knees, licking at her ankles, then nipping at her toes. The girl laughed, hugging the German shepherd hard, then rolling onto her tummy.
"Oh, Diane, it's so free... and you don't have to worry about getting pregnant or anything. Isn't it really good?"
"Oh, Mindy..."
Diane was watching as her friend toyed with the beast. Petya bobbed his head around, trying to find Mindy's cunt. He moved up, his paws bracing against her narrow back. Mindy loved the scratchy, hard sensation of his claws scraping over her flesh. He moved up a little more, nosing around her ears, then drawing his tongue down her neck. He was licking her shoulder blades, then lapping at her spine. She felt shivers race up and down her back. And then he was tonguing her ass, sticking his nose into her asscrack.
Mindy let out a shivery moan, spreading her knees and digging them into the mattress. Slowly, very slowly, she raised her ass. Her clit was on fire as if someone had touched the rounded tip with a drop of acid! The dog grunted, moving back, then pushing his head forward and licking her ass. Yes, he was drawing his tongue up and down, then moving it in diagonal motions. Again and again, he licked at her ass, wetting her ass until she groaned at the hot spit rubbing down her thighs.
Mindy was making backward fucking movements, pushing up her head and assuming the doggie-fuck position once more. Her heart was pounding wildly in her tightening chest. And Petya was still smoothing his tongue along her asscrack until his hot spit dripped down over the thick blonde curls of her cunt. Oh, it was mixing with her cunt juices, running back into her fuckhole! How she wanted his cock inside her, that bumpy thing rubbing up against her clit until she came and came and came!
Mindy was arching her back a little more, giving the dog more room to lick her, to fuck her. She wobbled there on her elbows, feeling the world about to come apart all around her. She gasped, reaching down and fucking one finger into her slick, musky cunt. Her pussy was so hot. And Petya was going to put out the fire once more by his fucking. And then she'd watch him fuck Diane. What a delicious day this was going to be!
She had rolled onto her back again, her legs spread for the dog's pointed muzzle. Turning her head, she saw her friend through tear-dimmed eyes. Diane was panting heavily, rubbing her fingers slowly along her pussylips, undulating her legs against the mattress.
When Petya started touching Mindy's clit again and again, rubbing his paws against her inner thighs, she thought she was going to go crazy. She snapped her head around, staring eye-to-eye at the friendly German shepherd.
"Ohhhh, Petya... yes, there, there," the blonde teenager groaned, rubbing the insides of her legs against the animal.
"Oh, Mindy, you're gonna do it? You're really gonna let him fuck you?"
"Uhhhh..."
The girl was babbling with lust and excitement now. She could hardly hear her friend talking. She was holding Petya's head down between her knees while he lapped her velvety cuntal slit open. She raised her head, watching the animal draw his tongue over her sloppy pussy, then move down and rub his maw over her asscheeks. He was wagging his powerful doggie hips, shaking down more of his red cock. Mindy saw this and let out a small groan. Her cuntal hair was clinging together in wet little curls along the edges of her cuntlips.
"Ohhhh, yes, yes, yessss!"
The dog was watching her carefully now. At times he twisted his powerful head around and nipped at the tendons bulging against her flesh. Mindy was consumed by a rush of fiery lust. Crying out again and again, she pranced her ass wildly in the air. That dog's tongue! Oh, the magic it was working! She loved that sloppy feeling all over her.
"Yessss, Petya... yesssss!"
Mindy whipped her legs against the bed, hugging Petya's body with her knees. He was bringing her up to the final throbbing hurting of climax. The young girl groaned, her face a mask of pain and pleasure. Fighting through that red fog, Mindy pushed him away, shoving him over to her friend.
"There, Petya, there... go play with Diane. She wants you."
Mindy could hardly speak. Her voice was cracked and hoarse. The dog reluctantly moved away, sniffing at the brunette's pussy, then pushing his maw into her cunt gash. The effect was immediate and powerful. Diane licked her lips, shutting her eyes and letting out. a series of soft moans.
"Oh God, Mindy, I'm on fire! Uhhh... it's gonna happen to me fast!"
Diane was spreading her legs wide, glancing at her friend, then shutting her eyes once more and hunching wildly up into the licking dog's maw. Mindy smiled. The strange, convulsive way Diane was moving seemed wild. Her legs bent at the knee, then flopped loosely down again. She dug at the mattress with her heels, tossing her shoulders. Her curly, dark-brown hair splashed over the pillow, tangling wetly at the corners of her mouth.
She was babbling something. Something in her own private language filled the air as she climbed to climax.
Mindy's body felt warm and buzzy as she watched her friend hurrying to climax. Reaching over, she raised Diane's legs up in the air, encouraging her to roll back and let the big German shepherd fuck his prick into her.
"Mindy... no, uhhhhh... please, no, I don't wanna. I'm still a virgin and I... uhhhhhh!"
Diane fought back weakly. Just when she had pushed Mindy away, Petya would touch her clit again, drawing that big pink sloppy tongue over her furred pussy slit again and again until all resistance seemed to fail.
"Uhhhh... ohhhh!"
With some help, Diane rolled onto her stomach, clamping her thighs tightly together. She had jammed her hands down between her cunt and the mattress. Mindy could hear her friend's fingers still squishing wetly between her tightened cuntlips. Mindy reddened as she watched Diane pump her full-fleshed ass up and down. A fucking motion. Diane looked so pretty all stretched out like that-her legs together, toes pointed, hands out of sight under her belly as she pumped that ass around in tight little circles.
"Up on your knees, Diane.. .come on, up!"
Mindy pushed her, her own pussy burning and throbbing from having been lapped and licked by the cunt-hungry dog. Diane groaned, doing as she was told. Her face was pinched as if she were in pain. But Mindy knew it wasn't pain she was experiencing. Yes, she knew what her friend was going through. And she knew what Diane would be experiencing in a few seconds. Looking down Diane's curving spine, she saw Petya standing there, sniffing at the brunette's full ass, licking his tongue along the tight sweaty crack separating her fleshy ass globes. Diane let out another groan, her spine curving downward, her ass dipping under the dog's touch.
"Uhhhhh... oh, God!"
Diane's face brightened, her eyes rounding the moment Petya mounted her. Mindy held her arms straight. She could feel her friend's body shuddering at the touch of the big animal. Three times, Diane tried pulling away, her face reflecting the confusion she felt. But Mindy remained firm, tightening her grip, watching as the dog settled into position and began pumping his ass.
Mindy still kept her friend in her grip. Then she watched as Diane's eyes bugged out. There was a rushing sound of air from her flared nostrils. Diane's mouth opened while her forehead wrinkled. Yes, Petya was fucking her now. She could tell the dog had finally fucked his cock into Diane's pussy. "Uhhhhh!"
Diane's face turned beet red. She fell forward, Mindy catching and holding her. Mindy nearly came from the thought that Petya was fucking his cock into the girl's pussy. She knew Diane was having that hot itch being scratched again and again by Petya's knobby prick. Ohhh, to feel those lumps and bumps sliding and slicking over her own clit!
"Oh, oh, oh!" Diane cried out, her face wrinkling in pain. Petya was hunkering down low, fucking his prick all the way in, it seemed. "My cherry... oh, God!"
Diane lurched and pitched, nearly tearing herself free of Mindy's tight grip more than once.
"It's gonna hurt for a while. But then... wow, then you won't feel a thing except his prick... and that's real wild!"
"Wild!" Diane echoed.
Diane's head was hanging down between her sagging shoulders. She seemed a picture of defeat the way she knelt there, her ass high in the air, the dog still pumping his narrow doggie hips up and down. Soon Mindy could hear the squishing sounds of fucking. Cunt juice! In spite of the pain of her popped cherry, Diane was growing hot, her pussy steaming open because of that wild doggie fuck!
Mindy smiled more broadly. It had been the same with her. Her fingers gripped the shuddering girl hard as Diane began fucking back at the dog.
In a short while, Diane was back at the same high level as before. Sweat rolled down her face, her ass pumping wildly now. And then... and then Diane was cumming! She cried out, her sloppy cunt clamping down hard on Petya's prick while her tits swung and jiggled.
"Oh, it's soooo good! Oh, God, it hurts so gooooood!"
Diane seemed to cum for hours! She twitched and jerked, her cunt impaled on that knobby doggie cock. Petya howled, his head shifting from one side of her neck to the other. His tail was straight out. But Mindy suspected the animal hadn't shot his cum load yet.
Diane sagged to the bed, her body relaxed, exhausted from the doggie fuck.
Petya pulled his prick out immediately. He looked around at Mindy, his brown eyes wild with excitement and lust. His prick glistened with the juices of Diane's pussy.
The thought that the dog was going to fuck her after having just fucked her friend sizzled Mindy's brain. She rolled over like a trained bitch, wobbling there on her hands and knees while Diane clutched a pillow between her knees and fucked down into it with slow, pumping movements.
The dog had little hesitation. He sniffed at Mindy's pussy, then climbed atop the panting blonde teenager. Mindy smiled weakly, her smile fading fast as she felt his prick sliding up along the insides of her thighs. Diane had stopped fucking the pillow, turning her head and watching with growing interest.
"He was so good. You were right," Diane panted, trying to regain her breath.
"I know... and he's gonna do it to me... oh, wow, gonna do it... now!"
Mindy braced herself, feeling her brain explode into millions of brightly colored pieces when she felt Petya's prick snake through her tangled blonde cuntal curls. He was jabbing his cockhead up against the base of her clit. Mindy held her breath, her chest feeling so tight she could hardly draw a breath.
And then... and then he was fucking inside her, his prick gouging against the insides of her pussy. Mindy let out a gasp of delight, her seepy cuntal walls snapping shut against the welcomed intruder. It was so deliciously good. And what was better was that there was no fear of pain. There was only the delight of being fucked, of having her cunt fucked full of dog cock.
He was fucking hard, riding her low, making his prick rub up against her clit. Again Mindy wondered how intelligent the dog was. He couldn't know what a clit was. But still, he seemed to pay particular attention to her clit, pushing his cock in and out and making sure it was touching that slick little nub over and over again. Mindy let out another howl, closing her eyes and feeling her cuntal muscles spasm, cinching down on the dog's cock. Mindy kept her pussy muscles tight, jerking her ass around and around experimentally. Petya liked that, she thought. She felt him licking the nape of her neck when she became wild like that. No, he could never find a real dog bitch that would do what she could.
"Oh, Mindy, that's wild!"
"Can't stop... oh wow, can't stop... he's sooooo hot and fine!"
Mindy pranced her ass, then felt a sharp pain around her pussy. She relaxed her cuntal muscles, letting the dog fuck his cock into her all the way again. Down, down into the hot, seepy pit of her cunt! It was so good feeling her pussy filled in that way! Something hard, hot, jerking and throbbing that was taking her over! So weird! So wild! So wonderful! Mindy pranced her ass happily again. She thought of those boys staring at her from the congregation, thought of her fierce father and all his sermons. The images brought another smile to her face as she pumped and twisted her body, grunting with the sweaty effort. "Ohhhh, Petya!"
The dog was getting wilder, too. He began pumping his hips crazily. Then his cock slipped out. Mindy groaned with disappointment, feeling her cuntlips snapping around the retreating cock.
"No, back in, back in!" she panted like a wild woman.
The dog tightened his forelegs around her chest, flattening his head against the nape of her neck while he readjusted his fucking position. Mindy could feel the hot, slippery touch of his doggie prick against her ass. Dipping her ass, she tried to help.
Petya pulled back and jerked forward, his prick bouncing off the blonde's cuntlips and fucking right into her asshole!
"Awwwkkk!"
Mindy thought someone had thrown a spear up her shitter! She had been completely unprepared for ass-fucking.
Diane watched in amazement, her mouth opened in surprise as the dog fucked his prick deeper and deeper into her friend's asshole.
"Owwww! No, no... uhhh... Petya, take it out! Oh, God, it hurts! Take it out, Petya! Damn you, take it... uhhhh!"
The German shepherd was too excited to listen. He growled at her, seemingly wondering why that hot little hole had become drier suddenly and so tight. But he was determined to keep his boner buried in Mindy. He held on, snapping at her ears when Mindy tried to slap him down. Mindy screamed louder and louder. The tight ring of her shitter was being driven up into her ass guts. She felt the tearing, stretching pain all around the outside of her asshole. It was awful! The young girl felt her empty cunt fluttering. And all the while, Petya's cock was in her shitter, making her feel as if her body were being split in two.
"Oh, Diane... Diane, he's fucking me in the ass! Oh, God, it hurts!"
Shaking off her initial shock, the young brunette reached around and tried pulling the animal from Mindy. But Petya only turned around, barking and growling at the frightened teenager. Diane backed off, drawing into a half-fetal position and putting her fingers to her lips as she watched Mindy's wild fuck.
"Uhhhhh... oh, God, nobody's gonna help me... oh, God!"
And in spite of the pain Mindy's cunt almost cried out to feel the cock head that was fucking into her ass. She wanted to feel that hard, lumpy dog-cock in her pussy, not her ass. But Petya wasn't about to be shoved away.
Tears sprang to her eyes, rolling down her hot, flushed cheeks. It was awful! It was degrading, especially in front of her astonished friend. Fucked in the ass by her pet! Diane drew farther away, watching as the blonde and the German shepherd became more and more involved.
Mindy moved her ass as sensuously as she could. The slow fucking of the hard doggie prick up her ass hurt her terribly. If she could somehow show the animal how well her cunt could wrap around his cock, maybe he would give her the right kind of fucking. Petya wasn't stupid. Surely he would discover he'd made a mistake and would change his position.
Oh, if only he would do it now! That cock was splitting her ass wide open. Mindy felt the pain reaching higher and higher in her ass guts, spreading. The initial fucking had been easier than this. More tears rolled down her cheeks, and Mindy blinked them away. Then the sliding prick began fucking faster, moving rapidly, setting a strange kind of fire in her ass. Yes, yes, Mindy was starting to feel something other than the pain in her shitter.
Now there were shivery thrills racing through her asshole. Mindy felt her ass guts filling with the animal's prick.
Moving one hand to her pussy, Mindy began finger-fucking herself, touching her clit, then drawing back, only to fuck her juice-slicked fingers back in. She loved it, loved the way the muscles were clutching at her fingers. The animal's prick should have been there. But this was good, too. His fucking of her ass was creating a deeper, more urgent fire in her pussy. And as the tempo of the ass-ripping cock increased, the girl squeezed her shitter tightly against the dog's cock. Petya growled, fucking back and forth, gradually speeding up his cock-strokes until Mindy thought her ass would catch on fire. Heat sliced into the sides of her clit. She sweated hard under the dog's heavily furred body. She felt her pussy muscles sucking hard on her fingers.
Mindy was going to cum! She felt that pinpoint moment of madness on top of her, making her babble as wildly as Diane had earlier. She couldn't keep her ass still, couldn't keep her body in one place as the wave of climax swept over her. She felt Petya grunting behind her, his cock pulling outward. With another growl, the dog rammed his boner deep into her ass. Mindy thought she could feel her guts tearing. The girl screamed, snapping her head from side to side. She felt a fire hosing of the dog's cum in her asshole. "Yghagghhhhhh!"
Mindy thought she was going to die. Her cunt and asshole spasmed at the same time, forming some kind of weird link of pleasure. Her pussy snapped shut on her fingers while her shitter squeezed at the animal's prick. Her body swayed from side to side. All she could feel now was the cum-shooting cock in her ass and the earth-shaking power of her own wild climax.
"Oh, Mindy!" Diane cried, putting both hands up to her mouth. "Uggghhhhh!"
Mindy backed into the whining German shepherd, her asshole sucking out the cum bubbling from the dog's furry little balls. Even when the dog tried pulling away after having shot off, Mindy tried to stop him.
"No!" she cried, wanting that prick to stay in her ass until the whole incredible process of her unnatural cum had finished. "Oh, good, so good."
Mindy finally collapsed exhausted on the bed. It had been good. She wondered, with another mysterious smile, what her daddy would think now.
CHAPTER SIX
"That's my mom!" Diane gasped.
Mindy stretched her head over the window sill, peering through the lace curtains. A station wagon pulled up slowly into the curved drive. In a moment, she saw Diane's mother stepping from the vehicle, gathering up several brown bags of groceries.
"I'll go downstairs while you wash up. Wow, you're a mess!" Mindy said.
Diane looked around between her thighs at her ruined virginity and frowned.
"Guess you're right."
"I'll shower later. Can I borrow your bathrobe?"
Petya was in the corner, licking his cock and balls. He looked up at the two girls who now were sliding from the bed, their faces reflecting the panic of discovery. Mindy grabbed a long blue bathrobe and flung it over her shoulders, tying the belt tightly around her narrow waist. The soft, fuzzy material felt good against her still-sensitive nipples. The girl turned around, watching as Diane began dabbing at the bloody, cummy mess between her legs.
"Oh, Diane, hurry! In the bathroom!"
It was hard getting the girl to move. She sauntered from the bed, staggering to the doorway. Mindy felt Petya's jizz oozing from her asshole. She would have loved to clean up now. But that was impossible. Diane's mom was downstairs already. Mindy had heard the door close, heard the rustling of packages settling on the kitchen table just as she opened the bedroom door and pushed Diane in the direction of the bath.
Pushing the hair from her eyes, Mindy rushed down the stairs, her bare feet padding over the carpeted stairs. She felt a little unsteady. But she had to go downstairs and keep Diane's mom busy.
"Oh, hello, Mindy. I didn't know you were here. How's your father?" the woman asked a bit coolly.
"Oh, all right," Mindy answered, noting the frigidity in the air. She realized her father's preaching had alienated many people in the community from her.
"Is Diane upstairs?"
"Uh, yeah. She's taking a shower now. We were swimming a lot in the back yard. I don't have a pool," Mindy said, trying to keep a guilty blush from her cheeks.
Mindy wondered if she could see the lie on her face. No. Diane's mom was busy putting away the groceries. Another glob of the dog's cum oozed from Mindy's asshole, trickling down the backs of her legs. She was so glad she'd thought to grab the long bathrobe!
"Well, that's nice. Do you want to stay for dinner?"
"Uh, no. My father's a little strict on that. He wants me to be at home."
"Of course," she said dryly.
The rest of the conversation went nowhere. Thank goodness Diane came back into the kitchen shortly, her face pink and scrubbed from the shower. The two girls eyed one another knowingly, nearly jumping from their skins when Petya came trotting into the room and nosed each of them. Diane's mother shooed him from the kitchen, not noticing the not-so-subtle caresses.
Mindy trotted upstairs and soaped her cunt and asshole, feeling the hot tingles of her climax die away with the cool water of the shower.
"Will you be coming back soon... with him?" Diane whispered breathlessly as Mindy walked to the driveway. Petya was far ahead, scampering with his shadow, then turning around and barking for Mindy to follow.
"Yeah, real soon. I've gotta get going now. It's getting late and my father'll kill me if he sees me in this bikini."
Mindy had borrowed one of Diane's father's shirts, the tail barely covering her pert little ass. The sun was setting. This was an evening when there was choir practice, and Mindy was expected to attend, even if she didn't have a particularly pleasing soprano.
"Gimme a call. And oh, Bobby Davidson's gonna be there at practice, isn't he?"
"Guess so," Mindy said thoughtfully, remembering the dark handsome stud who had been touching his cock-bulge so suggestively the other day.
"Lemme know if something happens... you know. And, hey, it was wonderful! Oh God!" Diane said, rolling her eyes up. "You were right! I hardly can wait till Warren does the same thing."
"I know."
Mindy walked quickly from her friend's house, the rubbing of the small bikini patches exciting her more and more. Petya was way ahead, chasing his shadow again, leaping playfully into the air as if he hadn't a care in the world.
Mindy's mind was on several things as she shuffled along the road toward her father's parsonage. Her asshole still hurt a little from the ass-fucking the dog had given her. What a wild kind of pleasure she'd had from him. And the way he'd fucked Diane! The girl wondered if boys could provide that kind of action. Two hot girls, each one vying for attention, and each one getting it! The memory of that afternoon with Petya and Diane made the girl stop in her tracks more than once and shiver with delight. She drew the white dress shirt around her shoulders more tightly, resuming her walk.
It was nice to feel the cooling air on her arms. Rounding a cluster of pines, Mindy saw the lights already flickering on in the parsonage. There were several cars parked on the slope east of the church. One or two people were standing by the open entrance with song books in their hands. Choir practice! Another boring evening with her father and his dull parishioners.
No, wait! Diane had said something about Bobby being there. Mindy sucked in a deep breath, feeling her body glowing again. Her newly found sexuality was raising its head once more as she quickened her pace toward the house. Her eyes scanned the cars. The darkening light made it impossible for her to recognize Bobby's red car.
She put her fingers to her lips, slipping into so the back door of the house. I Her father had left a terse note on the kitchen table, the gist of it being his "wish" that she join him at choir practice. She was late. Perhaps he would take away what few liberties she still had. Sliding the shirt off her shoulders after having fed Petya, she rushed into the living room and raced up the stairs. Once in her room, Mindy flicked on the lights, catching sight of her near-naked body in the full-length closet mirror. Yes, she was pretty. She could see why that sexy Bobby Davidson had been fondling himself in church, much to the amusement of his crude friends. That sexy smile! Was he after her just to bring down a minister's daughter? Or did he really feel attracted to her? "Ohhhh!"
Mindy stamped her foot with impatience. What did it really matter? Closing the door, Mindy ran her fingertips lightly over her thighs, her belly, her tits. She felt tingly and excited. Though she'd had an orgasm not an hour before, her body felt expectant, hungry for another.
But there was her father to please this evening! Mindy pulled out what she considered to be an appropriately dowdy outfit, slipping from her bikini and putting on her bra and panties, finally sliding into her dress. Combing si her long blonde hair, she smeared on a tiny dab of pink lipstick. Her lashes were so long she had never used any make-up on them. Besides, her father would have objected wildly. Lipstick, that pale shade of pink, was his only concession.
"I think if I was a guy, I'd dig me," she giggled out loud to break up the tension in her tummy.
Mindy padded barefoot down the stairs, slipping into her loafers and then moving out the back door to the path leading to the church. Already, she could hear some of the parishioners singing. Her father's bass voice rang out over the others.
Petya was stretched out by the back porch. As soon as Mindy walked by, he began to stand, wagging his tail. He settled once more, his tail still moving slowly from side to side. Mindy picked her way carefully in the pale moonlight to the church, ascending the stairs, then entering the building. Immediately, she saw Bobby and her father in the same glance. Bobby was sitting halfway turned around in the back, talking to someone between songs. His eyes rose and met hers, that same sexy smile twisting his sensuous lips. Her father's face darkened a bit, then softened as Mindy appropriately took her place by his side up front.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Mindy whispered, nervously picking up a song sheet. She was burning with shame and lust up there for all the congregation to see.
"Number twenty-three," her father's voice rang out. "I told you to be home early," he whispered. "Your friend is going to get you into trouble. Her family refuses to go to church. You know what happens to people like that."
"Daddy!"
Some members of the congregation were beginning to notice the small drama going on, including Bobby Davidson. Her father collected himself, straightening his back and nodding for the organist to begin. Mindy sang quietly, ever aware of Bobby's continual stare. Twice she looked up at him, watching his dark dancing eyes staring mockingly at her. It was almost as if he could see right through her dress! She lowered her gaze again, blushing to the roots of her hair when her song sheet slipped to the floor from her trembling, icy fingers.
"Twenty-five!"
Another Psalm. At least the singing kept her father from browbeating her. Again she looked up at the handsome blond hunk in front of her. He was leaning forward on the pew in front of him, his hands folded under his chin.
At least he, wasn't touching his cock-bulge, a thing that surely would have made Mindy fall to pieces right there. She felt that sexual heat radiating from him, burning her even though the two had hardly spoken to one another. The gospel-singing session seemed to go on forever. Her father went from one song to another, even the organist seeming to tire of his session. And Mindy was there for everyone to see, her flesh glowing while her cuntal walls buckled from the growing heat between her legs.
"We'll take some time off. Very good, very good," her father said to the choir. "I'll talk to you later, young lady, when we get home," he added in an undertone.
"Yes, Daddy."
Mindy rose, picking her way from the smiling crowd to the outdoors. There were a few members outside smoking guiltily, staring at the door to make sure they had enough time to throw away their cigarettes should the parson come through. They smiled a little nervously at Mindy as she walked past them toward the house. She didn't want to go back for another horrid session of singing, her father intimidating her every step of the way.
"Hey, Mindy. What's wrong?"
It was Bobby! She'd recognize his baritone voice anywhere. They were halfway between the house and the church. The sun had already gone down, leaving a dark-red glow in the Western sky.
"Oh, nothing," she said dully. "My father... you know, parents."
He laughed lightly.
"Yeah, I know what you mean, but I guess it's kinda different for you... you know, being the preacher's daughter and all that."
"Oh, I'm tired of all that-everybody thinking of me like that!"
The words just came out. She hadn't meant to be that strong about her feelings. But Bobby had just touched a sensitive nerve.
"Hey, easy, I'm not the enemy."
He had come up now, his face half in shadow. Bobby put a comforting hand around her shoulder, his strong fingers caressing the nape of her neck. It was all she could do to keep from tilting her head back and pressing up against his hand-just like a dog, just like Petya.
"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so... so awful!"
"Hey, come on. We don't have to be back there for a while. Your old man won't miss you that much. Probably figures you're out sulking or something," Bobby said, guiding her gently away from the house.
"You... you think so?"
Mindy's heart was bearing, fast. Things were happening to quickly. Bobby Davidson was showing interest in her, something she knew would make Diane simply burn with envy!
"Sure. He's so tied up with the choir, it'll be a good hour before the practice finishes. Then we can think of something to tell him."
Mindy knew it was wrong to leave her father like this-especially when she'd come home so late and had already angered him. But Bobby was so convincing. And his hand felt so good resting against her shoulders. They walked slowly into the gathering darkness.
"You know, I'm kind of thirsty. You got something in the house... Coke or something?"
It was insane for her and Bobby to walk into the house right now, right under her father's nose! God only knows what would happen if he came in and found them there. But Mindy found herself saying yes, then guiding Bobby to the back door. Behind them, she could hear the congregation singing.
They entered the dark kitchen and bumped in the darkness. Mindy sucked in a deep breath, listening to the refrigerator humming in the dark. She could make sure this didn't go any further that a simple Coke and an awkward conversation. But a daring had taken over the young girl. She stood there, waiting for Bobby to make a move. It didn't take the youth long.
"I thought you might want to be alone with me... just a feeling."
Before Mindy could respond, she felt his hand touch her waist, then her shoulders. He was turning her around, both hands firmly on her upper arms now. Mindy licked her lips, feeling her body swaying from side to side. It was as if she had drunk something terribly potent. Her thigh was warm where his crotch was now, and she could feel the rigid bump of his prick pushing out against his Levi's. A hot thrill burned over her skin. She left her hip there where his cock was growing, then cinched her slender arms around his neck as he searched her lips with the tip of his tongue.
"I wanted somethin' to eat... but, man, I got that now."
Bobby's comment was dirty. But what it promised sent another thrill through her. She murmured through her first French kiss, loving the sensation of his tongue wriggling back into her mouth. The girl curved her body against his chest and belly.
Bobby took advantage of her willingness, fanning out his fingers against her back and gathering the dress in his hands. At the same time, he was humping gently against her, making soft fucking motions. Fucking motions! In her mind an image of Petya hunkering behind her, feeding her hungry pussy more and more of his boner flashed. Mindy moaned into the boy's mouth again, tightening her grip around his neck while feeling his prick burning against her flesh.
It was so daring doing this right here in the kitchen, her father nearby with his choir. To do something with the dog was one thing. But this was another person, another being with feelings akin to hers!
"Oh, Bobby, I don't think... I mean, we could go too far and..."
"That's just what I wanna do-go too far, man."
"Oh, no... please!"
What had she started? Bobby was manipulating her, pulling her around, and she was following his lead like a meek puppy. Bobby was on top of her at once, kissing her again. Only now his moves were more urgent, more sexy. He took her hand and brought it down to his crotch, moving it until she could feel the cock-bulge in his Levi's. Instinctively, Mindy squeezed that lump in his pants. Bobby let out a moan in her mouth, pulling away from the tonguing kiss and wetting her neck with his lips.
Mindy found herself starting to unzip his pants.
"Uhhhh... that's it, baby, get that cock out. Get that mother out. I'm real hot, and I want you to feel what I've got here for you."
What made her so adventurous? There was no reason for it, as far as she could see. Now she had the zipper open and felt him pushing his fingers in. Oh! She felt that fat, long cock through the soft cotton of his Jockey shorts. Mindy trembled, starting to pull her hand away. But Bobby caught her and kept her fingers there. In a moment, Mindy found herself massaging Bobby's prick through his shorts.
"Oh, I don't think we should do this, Bobby. My father."
"Fuck your father."
"But..."
Bobby was sliding his hand up under her dress. She felt him work a button loose. Then another followed, and another until her dress was opened. When he spread the thin cotton, sliding his hand around her back and unfastening her bra, Mindy made a hissing sound through her front teeth. He had stripped her half naked, exposing her firm thirty-six-inch tits. And how she loved it. Her nipples burned to be touched! And then he was doing it, sanding his fingers over the nubs, squeezing her tits while kissing her. Oh, this was so much better than choir practice!
CHAPTER SEVEN
"You know, if your dad came in here, I guess I'd have to leave town or something. Hell, he'd probably stomp my ass," Bobby said, laughing hollowly.
Mindy swallowed hard. She knew how her father felt about men and women fucking. He had told her something about it, but not much. Mindy had learned from friends like Diane about what guys were like and what women were supposed to do. It had sounded very messy! But then those powerful feelings started pulsing between her young white thighs. Petya had come along and showed her that there was nothing wrong in feeling good. And now Bobby was feeling her all over right here in the kitchen, rubbing her tits until she thought she was going to scream!
"Oh, not here... not here in the kitchen," Mindy protested.
Bobby had pushed her up against the kitchen table, rubbing his crotch against hers, making her feel so steamy hot down there between her legs. Her cunt was smoldering, and she was actually aching to have Bobby touch her pussy. He was hugging her lithe, small body close. She could feel the thick shaft of his prick then. A cock. A man's prick, so much larger than Petya's red cock that had fucked her and Diane!
"Then let's go somewhere. Don't especially wanna fuck you on the table."
Mindy didn't say a word, taking his left hand and guiding him from the kitchen, through the living room, then up the stairs. She felt she was committing some terrible crime. Every step of the way, Mindy could feel her father's oppressive presence. She could hear his thunderous voice ringing Out against those who would mock God. Still the young girl crept through the silent dark hall, her fingers growing more and more icy around Bobby's until the reached her bedroom. "This it?"
Thank goodness Petya was outside! She could just imagine the jealous barking that might have gone on when she had led Bobby up to her room! She opened the door, stepping in, then closing it behind them. It was the first time a man other than her father had ever been in here.
"Nice... real nice," Bobby commented softly, looking around.
A pink night light was on, the only illumination in the room. The shadows seemed to distort everything, including Mindy's thoughts. Peering through the lace curtains, she could see the lights of the church. Her father was up there behind the pulpit, leading his flock, completely unaware that his daughter was about to fuck her brains out!
"I... I don't know if I can do this, Bobby. I mean, I've never done this kind of thing before and... and I'm kinda scared." Mindy lowered her eyes. "You're a virgin?"
Mindy flushed beet red. She was glad it was dark in here. "No, but..."
"Then it's not gonna be all that bad." How could she tell him about the dog?
Wouldn't he laugh; at her, then leave in revulsion? Mindy could imagine all the stories going around school after vacation. The minister's daughter was offering her ass up for the pooch! Her father would be stripped of his position. He would kick her out of the house. What could she do? Whore? That would be the perfect end of her story-Mindy, the parson's daughter, making her living from fucking on the streets! No, she would never tell anyone about fucking that dog!
Bobby stepped up to her, seeming much larger now in the dark. Mindy shuddered, feeling his hands once more wrap around her waist, then slide up to her tits. His mouth covered hers again. The girl tilted her head up to make her lips squirm slickly together. Now he was touching her ass, gently kneading each plump, firm ass-cheek. Even through her dress, it felt good. Mindy rocked her hips, feeling his hard cock gouge into the softness of her belly.
She felt herself growing more and more afraid as she thought about the size of Bobby's prick. She had heard some stories in school about his huge cock. Now she could vaguely tell that his cock was immense. Her hands fluttered to his chest, her fingers fanning out against his T-shirt. Mindy tried pushing away gently. But Bobby was enjoying this-wriggling his tongue back between her lips while feeling her naked tits and ass. Bobby was touching her panties now, rubbing the silk up between the two firm asscheeks, then sliding his fingers under the elastic leg bands. In another second the girl felt his fingers sliding around the curves of her asscheeks. "Ooohhhh!"
Bobby moved one of his hands slowly around her hip, smoothing his fingers down her belly until he could curl them under her nylon-covered pussy. She stood on tiptoes as he rubbed the soppy nylon up between her cuntlips. Mindy bucked her hips back so he could rub the material against her clit. It was shockingly good.
"Uhhhhh!" she cried. Bobby's touch was so smooth and yet firm. "Oh God, it feels... uhhh, Bobby, please, oh God, please..."
What was she begging for? Mindy didn't know. The throbbing ache between her legs was taking on a strange urgency now. Her knees were knocking together now, threatening to give way. Mindy leaned heavily against the hunky teenager, her slim arms looped loosely around his neck.
"Baby, baby."
Bobby's hipbones bumped hers. He was plowing the shaft of his prick up and down against her belly.
"Come on, I don't wanna stand up all night."
"But..."
He worked her dress around, pulling it over her hips to the floor. Mindy stepped from the garment, realizing now she was wearing just her panties. Bobby pulled off his T-shirt, opening his jeans once more and shoving them down after having pulled off his shoes and socks. The young stud looked so threatening, being that naked in front of her. Mindy shivered, stepping back a bit when he approached her again.
"Come on, Mindy. We're gonna feel real good after I get through with you."
"I..."
He was kissing her again, his bare feet on top of hers while his hands were smoothing over her ass. How was she supposed to act? With the dog, Mindy felt free. She did what felt good and didn't worry about shocking the dog or boring him. Mindy remembered how freely she had tossed her ass in the air, feeling the dog's tongue licking her, then finally feeling his paws scratching at her ass. How he had mounted her, hugging her tightly like a lover while stabbing his pointed prick into her cunthole. Would Bobby be the same way? Would he be rough, or gentle?
"Uhhhh..."
She felt the bed with the backs of her legs.
Bobby was pushing her back; back. Mindy bent her knees and found herself tumbling back onto her mattress. Bobby smiled. She could see his straight teeth in the darkness. And then he was on top of her, rubbing his legs against hers, pushing his knees down and apart to spread her thighs. Mindy groaned into his mouth, feeling her body sink into the soft covers.
"Feel my cock."
The words shocked her. Mindy tried to protest. But Bobby had edged back, slipping his thumbs under the elastic and shoving it down. And then... and then there was the touch of something very long and hot and thick against her thighs. Mindy stiffened. It felt as if Bobby had put a poker against her flesh or something. Just as he took her hand again and pushed it between their bellies, Mindy could hear Petya barking outside. An intruder? Or did he know what was going on in her bedroom? Again she reddened, pushing her hand down between them and feeling the youth's big fucker.
His prick was so big! Those stories about Bobby were true! His cock had to be at least eight, maybe nine inches long. And Mindy couldn't get her fingers around the thickness of the thing! When she touched his prick, the girl noticed how Bobby shivered against her.
Moving her hand up, she noticed the cocktip was different in texture-so big, fat, mushroom shaped. His cock wasn't at all like the dog's. The cockhead was so spongy when she pushed a fingernail into it. Bobby grunted, squirming his hips against hers. Mindy felt that cockshaft plowing through her cunt hairs, the tip getting dangerously close to her pussy-hole. Another rush of super-hot feelings raced through her cunt as he began making dry fucking movements against her belly. "Mindy..."
He was whispering her name in her ear now, flicking his tongue and biting her fleshy earlobe. "Nice ass, nice tits, nice cunt." Bobby began kissing her again. "I'm gonna eat that pussy. Ever had your pussy eaten before?"
"No," she answered, shivers puckering her flesh into goose bumps.
"Yeah, gonna eat out that pussy, stick my tongue all the way in and lick up your pussy juice. Then I'm gonna fuck you real slow, so you can feel every fuckin' inch of my prick. Maybe I'll even stick my tongue up your ass and finger your pussy before I fuck you."
Mindy closed her eyes, biting her pouty lower lip. She remembered how Petya had accidentally fucked her in the ass. Even now she flushed from the embarrassment of the episode. Diane had watched her in horror. Of course, she'd climaxed in the end. But even now the girl felt a little uneasy about having anything fucked in her ass.
"Come on, baby, you're gonna like having your cunt sucked."
"But, it's not right. My father says . . .oh, don't care what he says!"
Through the partially opened bedroom window, Mindy and Bobby could hear the organ thundering out, another hymn. Mindy kicked out one leg as Bobby began sliding down. He engulfed part of her left tit in his mouth for starters, biting down gently with his front teeth while feeding the fleshy tit mound into his mouth. Mindy thought she would go crazy. It was wild having her tit sucked and bitten on like that. And Bobby was kneading the other tit, pinching the nipple while sucking on the other.
"Oh, God, God, it's sooo gooooood!"
Mindy realized she was saying the same thing she had groaned about the dog. The pooch had made her feel really good. And now Bobby was on top of her, making her feel even better.
"Now, for the real stuff."
"Wait! Don't... don't!" But he was holding her by the hips, his fingers digging firmly into her thighs. In a moment, she felt his tongue making lazy circles around her navel, his lips sucking on the tight, white skin. She could feel his chin rubbing up against the top of her cuntal mound. How the sparks flew from her clit down into her pussy. And then she felt his face fitting tightly between her thighs. "Ohhhhh!"
Mindy felt as if some trap door had opened under her. She was going down, down. And the smooth, silky rub of Bobby's lips as they forced her cuntlips apart was a wild new sensation. Mindy felt her ass muscles tensing, her legs and arms spasming from the light touch of that tongue. Just like Petya. Only this time it was a man licking her pussy. Unlike the dog, Bobby was being more gentle, more teasing. The touch of his tongue was feathery!
Mindy found herself hunching up to the young stud, her fingers curling against her thighs. How he touched her with his mouth, loving her pussy as if he needed it to live! Having his mouth against her pussy was so important to the girl now.
"Uhhhhh... oh, Bobby, Bobby, it's so good when you touch me like that! Oh, God! I think... I think I'm gonna die when you... uhhhhhhh!"
Mindy bit down on her lower lip until she could taste blood. Digging her head into the crushed pillow behind her, she let her knees rise, then flop back to the bed. She could feel the hot juices flowing from her pussy, wetting down the big stud's face. Oh, how he was kissing and sucking at her cunt, just like he said he would. He was licking deep into her cunt.
Once again the girl thought of Petya. How he had touched her way down there, touching her cherry when it was there, growling that same smothered growl Bobby was making now. How strange! Mindy wondered for half a second if ail male animals acted that way when they licked a pussy!
"Uhhhh... ohhhh, Bobby, do it! Do it!"
"Yeah, baby, you dig havin' your pussy licked. Man, oh man, lots of girls don't like it. But you can't get enough of it!"
If you only knew, she thought, twisting her ass up against his cupping hands.
It felt good, so very good having him touching and holding her this way. Mindy felt small, almost insignificant under this big, cunt-sucking youth. And then... and then she felt him rimming the edge of her fuck-hole with the tip of his tongue. Mindy stiffened, arching her spine, wallowing her shoulder blades against the mattress. She was so shameless. Here she was, the parson's daughter, doing things most married women didn't even think of.
"Uhhhh... oh, Bobby, please... oh, God!" she begged. "Want more?"
Bobby had pulled his head out from between her thighs, smoothing his fingers continually over her hot, steamy cuntal mound. It was as if someone had touched off a fire deep in her cunt. For a moment, Mindy found it impossible to speak. She looked over her jutting tits, staring at the young stud licking her cunt. Oh, how she loved it, loved the touch of his mouth against her pussy! When he touched her clit once more with his forefinger, pushing the squiggly thing down against the surrounding wet pussy flesh, Mindy went wild. Any thought about sending him away or crying out for help was blasted from her mind.
Mindy struggled for each breath, the insides of her nostrils burning from the oxygen she sucked to feed her body. She felt his big hands spreading her legs apart, cutting into the muscles just above each of her knees. She liked the feeling of being slowly split open that way. She loved the resulting tension that pulled her sticky, puffed cuntlips apart. That tension added to the slick, licking sensation of Bobby's mouth and tongue against her pussy. Again, she heard the dog's barking mingling with the singing of the church choir.
"Ohhhhh, suck me again. It's so good when you do that to me, Bobby!"
The young man grunted, obliging Mindy quickly. She dug at the bedspread with her fingers, tossing her head around. She felt her hair tangling around her neck and ears. And then Bobby was pushing his head up, fingering her cunt while sucking at her lower belly. The feeling of having his mouth all over her at once made her mind explode again and again. He was dipping one finger into her pussy now, finger-fucking her slowly, rubbing his knuckle against her clit. Mindy moaned aloud, pressing one burning, damp cheek against the pillow.
"Ohhhh... ahhhhh!"
Mindy closed her eyes tightly, beating the backs of her legs against the bed. How the headboard clattered against the wall behind her! And it was all because of her and Bobby, that wonderful Bobby and his magic tongue.
Bobby was spreading her legs open a little more. He found her clit, rolling his thumb back and forth. Soon Mindy was whimpering like a little kitten, begging him with lusty little grunts to go further.
"Want me to keep eating you?"
Mindy couldn't answer. She dropped her lids, nodding her head up and down. It was shameless, she guessed, to have a guy doing this to her. But it was so deliciously good, maybe even better than having the dog slick his tongue over her pussy. Of course, Mindy couldn't deny having the animal's warm furry coat rubbing against her body was exciting. So was the idea of having something so dangerously perverted as fucking a dog! But Bobby was exciting in another way. "Ohhhhh!"
Bobby rolled her ass up a little more. She scooted back, her head pressing up against the headboard. Mindy grunted. Her legs were high in the air, her feet nearly directly above her head. It was now that Bobby began to eat her seriously, licking her ass, tickling her cunt from the underside with his tongue until she let out a series of shivery moans. Her cunt was halved over his mouth now.
"Good God! Ohhhh, my God! You're doing... oh, such things to me!"
"Yeah, Mindy, that's it, keep movin' that ass around like that."
Mindy didn't know what he was talking about. She was thrashing against his face, feeling him eat her ass, then get into her pussy. His teeth were cutting along the soft inner cuntlips while his tongue fucked in and out like some tiny cock-like Petya's cock. Only there weren't the bumps along the edges. Now there was only his tongue, his nose, and the delicious sucking sensation.
"Uhhhhh!"
Her thin arms lay stretched to either side of her body as she gulped in more air. He was so sexy, so damned sexy. His tongue began searching back along the crack. She felt it stiffen then spear hard into her pussy, past where her cherry had been.
"You were right, baby. You lost your cherry a while ago. Wonder who it was."
"Oh, don't ask. Please... oh, God!"
Mindy bucked hard, her spine snapping when Bobby fucked his tongue all the way in. Then he pulled it slowly back, slopping his lips around the tense, eager edges of her cuntal mouth. At the same time, he was tracing her backbone, her small waist. More of her cunt-juices seeped out to wet his cheeks. Mindy cried out again, rolling her hips with a new wildness she had only vaguely felt with the dog. Bobby licked hungrily at her clit, the slick sounds of his mouth against her pussy filling the room.
"Oh, ohhhhh!"
"Don't cum on me yet, Mindy. Got lots of time here, and I'm gonna make sure you remember this fucking night for a long, long time."
Mindy was sure she would.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Mindy nearly lost her head. She was bucking backward, fucking his mouth. It was unreal the way that tiny tickle was building between her legs. Then Bobby put two fingers together and fucked them quickly into her hot, soppy, convulsing cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh... oh, God! No, no, no!"
Mindy thought she would die! She bucked hard, jerking her hips from left to right. Bobby was sucking hard now, licking his tongue into her pussy, then stabbing his fingers in and out in fucking movements. Mindy twisted around, her sweat-damp body soaking the wrinkled sheet. She could hear nothing now except the fucking sounds Bobby's tongue and fingers were making. Fucking. Yes, she was ready for that now, ready for that fat cock she'd felt earlier. All this cunt-eating had driven her to the brink. She was close to cumming. She had to have that man's cock in her, just as she had had to have Petya's boner fucking her.
"Oh, fuck, fuck..."
Bobby pulled away, tugging at several blonde cunt hairs stuck between, his front teeth.
"You want it now, baby? You wanna feel my prick stickin' into you?"
"Yes, yes," she panted.
"Man, go for it. Gonna do it now. You're gonna feel the fuck of your life, Mindy!"
The girl panted on the bed, waiting expectantly. She had nearly felt those itchy, feverish thrills explode in her cunt and belly. Bobby let her calm down a bit. Rubbing his fingers over the flat of her tummy, he was telling her how good and soft and fine her pussy had felt against his tongue and mouth.
"I want you to suck my cock sometime. But we'll talk about that later. Right now I wanna stick my cock right up that pussy. Man, you're hot, real hot. Almost burned my fuckin' tongue with your pussy!"
"Oh, Bobby..."
He was on top of her again, his knees pressing hers farther apart. Mindy stiffened, feeling that hot, spongy cockhead she'd pressed her fingernail into shoving up against her cuntlips. The girl twisted her head around, staring up at Bobby. His face was a mask of intense concentration, his dark eyes boring into her soul!
Mindy shuddered. She felt so out of control; so... so vulnerable. On her hands and knees with Petya, the young teenager had at least felt a little stronger, a little more able to cope with what was happening.
"Oh Bobby, I'm afraid, really afraid!"
She clung to his neck, feeling her taut, rubbery red nipples touch his chest. Bobby moved his right hand under the small of her back. She felt so thin, so tiny. He was moving her around now the way he wanted, his cock gouging her pussy, threatening to slip in.
"Ohhhhhhhh!"
"It's nice, right? Feel real good? Feels like you're gonna come apart?"
With that, Bobby rolled his hips, his cockhead pushing up against the top of Mindy's cuntal mound. The electric sensations seeping from her clit drove her wild. She sighed, feeling as if she were coming unglued. Rocking her asscheeks from side to side, the girl directed his prickhead against one cunt lip, then the other. How good it was, feeling her clit rolling under that sexy pressure.
"Man, you can't wait to have my prick in you!"
"Oh, God, God!"
Mindy couldn't tell him how much she wanted to have his cock spearing her, splitting her in two. Bobby lowered his head. She could smelt the faint aroma of her cunt ion his cheeks. He was nibbling at her neck. For an instant, she thought about those teeth, tearing her apart, ripping her to shreds while he fucked her. It was like being fucked by a mad dog-Mad Dog Davidson.
Mindy rocked her hips forward now, sliding the greasy crack of her cunt over his prickhead. She squirmed, trying to slide her pussy onto the thick shaft of cockmeat. Bobby was still teasing her, holding back. Mindy was grunting now, her head spinning, her pulse racing until she thought surely her heart would burst.
A low moan seeped from her throat. Mindy wanted that cock deep in her pussy. She had to have it; had to have that thick, stiff cock stretching her itchy, elastic cuntal walls apart. It was the only thing in the world she felt she needed to live! Her father, the church, nothing mattered now except that cock fucking into her pussy.
"Oh!"
"That's it, baby, that's it... go for it!"
Bobby centered his prickhead over her cunt-hole again, stabbing down. His hands were braced against her shoulders while his knees were shoved against her upturned asscheeks. Mindy's lips parted, a rush of air escaping from her throat. Her eyelids fluttered.
Mindy felt his prickhead spread her cunt lips apart and start its penetration. "Uhhhhhhhh!"
That was all she needed. When the wide, flaring cockhead was still pressing against the outside of her cunthole, Mindy felt the steamy, belly-filling tension starting up in her crotch. She shifted her hips from side to side, pressing her pussy onto the big stud's prick.
"Yeah... nice and hot and tight and fine," Bobby groaned. "You got a nice cunt. Ain't been fucked much. Must've happened just recently."
"What?"
"Gettin' fucked and losin' your cherry. Man, you're so tight... real tight... can hardly... uhhhhh... get my prick in there. Good thing you're hot and wet, Mindy. Yeah, real wet!"
Bobby grunted, shoving forward and up. With a greasy slide, his prickhead popped past the tense, rubbery ring of cunt muscles and fucked into her cunthole.
"Yahahahhhhhh!"
Mindy had never felt something that big, that hard and hot before in her life! And it was inside her, plowing through her cunt, spreading her open! Petya's cock was far from being this long and thick! Mindy wondered if her pussy could stretch enough to take all of it.
"Uhhhhhh... ohhhhhh, it's so weird! It's like you're gonna split me apart... ohhhhhh!"
Bobby dragged his cock back a little, then pushed up once more. Mindy arched her back, mumbling something about feeling her cunt tearing. Bobby laughed, his laughter choked when her cunt cinched down hard against his fucking prick.
"Uh!"
"Relax, baby. Come on, relax, or it'll hurt worse than this."
"I'm afraid to relax. I mean, what's going to happen when you fuck down all the way?"
"Put your hand down there."
"Bobby..."
"I said put it down there! Come on, feel my cock goin' in you. That'll help."
Mindy did as she was told, pushing her hand down her belly. Bobby made room for her hand. Finally, she dared to force her fingers into the tangle of his cock hairs.
"Oh!"
"Keep it down there," he said hoarsely.
She could feel the ridged, glossy cockhead slippery with his pre-cum, slippery with her own flowing juices. His cockhead was flared, pulsing, almost feeing as if it were about to explode. Again the girl jerked back. But Bobby made her keep her fingers around his prick.
"Man, that feels good. Come on, feel your pussy. Feel where you're so tight."
Again the girl flushed beet red. The dog would never have made her feel this self-conscious. But then again, the animal wouldn't have added this bit of excitement to fucking either. Biting her lip again, Mindy did as she was told, pressing one finger into the squishy fuck-hole. She traced it around the bottom of her split cunt crack, feeling the tensed, aching muscles around her pussy. Then Bobby let his prickhead rest against where she was touching. She shivered with fright and excitement.
"Now relax, relax."
Bobby was putting his lips to her ear, flicking his tongue into the canal again. Mindy was trying hard. She felt his prick slipping a little deeper into her fuck-hole. And now he was fucking her a little faster.
"Oh, God! It's going... going in!"
His cock was gliding by her fingers and into her pussy. The long cockshaft was inside her now. She shuddered with the sexy sensation of her pussy being filled, really filled with that monstrous prick!
"Oh God, God!"
She moved her hips, changing the angle her cunt made with the huge cock. He was fucked halfway inside her, rocking his hips when Mindy felt her cunt spasm. The pussy muscles cinched down around his prick, tightening around the big cockshaft and strangling the breath from him.
"Man, man, what the fuck are you doing down there?"
"I... I can't help it!" Mindy protested.
"Yeah, that's something else. Never fucked a girl who could do that."
"Ohhhhh!"
"That's somethin' else, havin' a pussy that can milk a guy off. Christ, where the fuck did you come from, Mindy?"
The girl moaned, feeling that spasm pass. Her cunt muscles were softening, letting go their hold. In an instant, Bobby was fucking her again, easing his prick through the slick, hot folds of her cunt. He was fucking slow, very slow... just as slowly as he had told her he would. But still Mindy was frightened of the size of his cock.
"God... oh, haven't you put it all the way in yet?"
She wrinkled up her brow, feeling the fear nearly choke off her cries.
"Not yet, honey. Got a few more inches to fuck into you. Then it's go all the way!"
"Uhhhhhhhh!"
Bobby pulled back some more. How Mindy liked that sucking feeling! She felt, the itchy, squiggly membranes of her pussy stretching back together, rubbing against one another while his prick withdrew. Then he was fucking back in, spreading her open again. Mindy felt a hot trickle of her cunt juice ooze from her fuck-hole and down her thighs to her ass.
"Bobby... how long are you?"
The question bubbled from her lips. She batted her eyelids open, staring wonderingly at the handsome young athlete fucking her.
"Nine inches."
Mindy gulped, swallowing both her fear and surprise at the answer.
"Don't go around measuring myself. But that's what I am, Mindy. Nine big ones... and all for you."
Mindy nearly pushed him away. She would be spitting out his cum if he stuck his fucker all the way in her! Nine inches! That was too much, far too much for her young body to take! But still her cunt was stretching open, swallowing more and more of that prickmeat.
"I can't take much more!" she cried out, her hand pressing up against his chest. "No, I can't. You're gonna tear something down there! I know it!"
"Easy, easy."
He was fucking deep. She could sense the added sexual heat in her belly. She could hear the slick noises of his cockshaft in her pussy. "Damn, you're still tight... but fine and real hot... just the kinda fuck I dig," Bobby said, easing her mind with a hot, tonguing kiss.
"Noooooofffff!"
He pushed his fingers through her hair, fucking down hard again. Oh, why hadn't she stuck with fucking dogs? Petya was manageable, small! He had given her pleasure. Why was she so darned greedy?
Bobby tucked his ass under. Mindy gasped as his heavy leathery balls swung up against her asscheeks. She hadn't ever imagined she would have anything so big inside her young body. It made her dizzy just to think of it, to feel that fullness. When Bobby started dragging his prick back a second time, it felt as if he were stretching out her cunt.
"Uhhhhh... ohhhhhh Bobby!"
"Nice, chick, nice, real good, Mindy! Jesus Christ, you're one hell of a hot fuck!"
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Bobby had his fingers tracing along the flesh that ran between her fucked cunt and her asshole. It was so naughty having him touch her like that. And then he was rimming her asshole with his jagged fingernail. The girl could feel his fingertip touching the wrinkled flesh of her asshole. Immediately, Mindy thought of Petya, of the way that dog had mounted her and ass-fucked her. And how she had cum! Bobby jabbed his prick in once more, then shoved one finger up into her asshole. Mindy cried out in protest, reaching down and trying to slap his hand away.
"Don't like it up the old shit-chute, Mindy? Too bad. Lots of girls do."
"I'm not lots of girls," she said with a pout.
"God only knows, that's true," Bobby said, giving his finger one final twist before taking it out. "Come on, baby, tighten that cunt up like you did before... right on my cock. Yeah, that's the way!"
Bobby let out a groan, his body shivering while she ground her hips. They rocked up and down until she felt his cockhead inside the powerful ring of muscles around her pussy mouth. Mindy grunted, tightening those cunt muscles once more. Bobby groaned along with her, his body shivering.
"Jesus fuckin' Christ!"
He rose up, pulling Mindy along with him from the bed. She was going wild, pounding her fists, keeping her cunt tight around his prickhead. She loved hearing the boy moan that way. And then he was rocking forward, rubbing his prick against her clit. That drove Mindy wild. She arched her back, her mouth tight, her jaw set while a groan escaped from her mouth.
"Uhhhhh... fuck it out, baby. Come on, tighten up and fuck it out!"
The words made Mindy burn. She released her hold on his cock, then slowly clenched her cunt down on his cock again. When her cuntal muscles were tight around the cockshaft just behind the cockhead, she tossed her ass around as much as she could under his weight. Bobby sounded as if he were strangling to death. He dug his chin into her shoulders, his hands braced against her upper arms. Then Mindy felt his fingers pinching her nipples. In a second he was sucking her tit, slobbering all over her long red nipples while kneading the other tit.
"Ohhhhhh baby!" he gasped.
"Close?" Mindy asked, surprised at the forwardness of her own question.
"Mindy, baby... you're gonna bring me off... careful... damn!"
"I can't stop... just can't!"
Something had taken her over-a powerful dark force, the same one that had turned her over to the cunt-eating dog. She was twisting around under Bobby now, the bed squeaking and groaning and sounding as if it were about to fall apart. Her ass was moving around like a wild animal. Mindy cried out, her arms flailing above her, hitting Bobby time and again while her cunt clamped down, milking his prick like a mouth.
"Uhhhhhh! That's it, oh fuckin' God, gonna make it."
"Me too!"
Mindy could feel the hot, itchy rush of excited thrills racing through her pussy. She could hardly get the words out. And just saying them put her that much closer.
"Gonna do it... gonna blast my cum right in your pussy!"
The words sent a surge of heat through her belly, then down to her thighs. She was close now... so very, very close. She felt as if she were in a trance. Mindy was only vaguely aware of the bed rocking under her body. Bobby was cursing, swearing a filthy blue streak while fucking his cock into her pussy.
"Uh! Uh! Uhhh!"
Mindy was babbling as Bobby grabbed her slim hips and held on tight. And then... then the fat cockshaft pulsed mightily as his cum jetted out. Mindy snapped her head back and yelled at the top of her voice. She was thrashing and grunting, dancing her shivering asscheeks against the bed while more and more cum flooded into her cunthole. The fire in her pussy spread quickly, enveloping her body, her mind. She was cumming, climaxing hard, her cunt clamping down on that fat, cum-shooting prick. She had taken it all the way, had made this stud beg her for more. And now she was taking his cum! Ohhhh, how delicious it was being pinned to the bed like this, his prick splitting her in two. "Bobby..."
When she finally came down from her high she found herself staring into Bobby's eyes. They were softer now-that dreamy kind of look.
"You're fantastic!" he said.
"I'm glad you like me."
Bobby kissed her. Mindy squirmed happily. She felt so complete, so fulfilled! Outside, she could still hear Petya barking. She smiled dreamily. What would Bobby think if he knew what she'd done? Oh, and what would Diana say when she heard about what happened here tonight? The thought made Mindy giggle.
"Something funny?"
"Oh, just all this. It's not funny... it's just... wonderful, I guess. I haven't felt this good, ever."
"Yeah, real good. We're gonna do it again, and really have a good time. There's lots of ways of fuckin' and I know most of 'em."
I bet he does, Mindy thought, snuggling in his arms and dreading the time when she would have to send him off in fear of her father's return.
CHAPTER NINE
For three days, Mindy had felt the tension between her and her father increasing. She had avoided his eyes, fearing he would somehow know what had happened between her and Bobby-not to mention what had gone on between her and the dog. As a result, Mindy had been careful to keep her excitement at a low key.
She avoided Bobby, even though she wanted to talk to him desperately. Petya was another problem. He was always around, sniffing at her pussy, nudging her ankles, wanting to play. It was all she could do to push the animal away, feeling a rush of hot tingles in her cunt that made her clit stand up. It was only her secret conversations with Diane on the phone that helped her keep her sanity.
That morning when her father had been silently drinking his coffee, Mindy had had to cuff Petya repeatedly to keep him from eating her cunt right there in the kitchen. Thank God, her father hadn't noticed anything strange. He was busy preparing his sermon for next Sunday, occasionally griping at Mindy for having missed the second session of the choir practice. Either he hadn't noticed Bobby slipping out as well, or hadn't connected the two.
Mindy had finished her milk and was about to slip from the table when her father coughed, a signal he wanted to talk. Mindy felt her heart sinking.
"I've been thinking, Mindy. Perhaps I've been too strict with you," he said stiffly. "Yes, father?"
"But it's just the way life is these days. I mean, for instance, going on a date, what do young people do today?" he asked, raising one bushy eyebrow.
Mindy felt her cheeks reddening. "I... I don't know."
"Sex, Mindy... sex and drink and other things I don't even want to mention. That's why I've been so protective over you. You can see that, can't you?"
Damn you, Petya, Mindy thought, feeling his snout pressing up against the soft cotton crotch panel of her shorts.
"Yes, father."
"Good, I'm glad."
"Is that all, father? I want to talk to Diane. Thought I'd go over to her house."
Her father frowned, but nodded his head, glancing back at his papers.
"Oh!"
Petya had stuck his nose between her asscheeks, licking long and hard against the back of her left thigh. Cringing at the touch, Mindy dropped her milk glass on the floor. The fragments scattered over the tiles.
"Something wrong?"
"No, Daddy. I'll take care of it," she said, wiping up the spill with a dish towel then picking up the glass.
I've got to get out of here, Mindy thought, quickly rushing from the kitchen. She checked herself in the hall, patting down her hair, then looking down at Petya. He was crouched down beside her, his pink tongue hanging from one corner of his mouth, the fur around his neck bristling with arousal. She licked her dry lips, feeling that odd tension forming between her cunt and tummy. Petya picked up on the girl's gathering tension and pricked his ears. Mindy let out a long, low sigh. "Oh, Petya..."
How she wanted to take him up to the room now. But her father was right here. And besides, Diane was waiting for her to come over. Wouldn't she be absolutely green with jealousy when Mindy told her about Bobby?
"Stay."
Mindy glared at him, then relented. How could she say no? Phoning up Diane, she said she'd be a little late, wondering where on earth she and the dog could go without attracting attention. The church? Mindy giggled at that one, opening the door and letting her pet out. She could imagine crouching down on her hands and knees, letting Petya fuck her right there in front of her father's pulpit. The thought was delicious and satisfied some desire to get back at her dad. But the fear of being discovered overshadowed her childish desire for revenge.
She and Petya were outside when she caught sight of Bobby sauntering down the road. His hands were jammed in his pockets and he looked so darned sexy without a shirt! Mindy glanced over her shoulder, seeing no one was around. Petya whined impatiently next to her.
"Hey, haven't heard from you. What's wrong?" Bobby called out.
Afraid her father might hear, Mindy ran up to him, feeling a little breathless and self-conscious. Petya had run alongside her and was now nipping at her ankles.
"Nothing. Been busy. My father and all that. I can't just leave, you know."
"Yeah, guess so. Nice pooch. Yours?"
Bobby bent down, stroking the German shepherd's head with both hands. There seemed to be something so... so unnatural about that pose-man and dog, both her lovers. Mindy had to turn away, hiding her blush.
"Yes, he's mine. I thought maybe, oh, I dunno. Want to go for a walk?"
Bobby looked up, a grin stretching from ear to ear.
"Yeah, got a terrific place... right near my place. My Dad leases a barn for some horses he's been using for studding."
The word studding came out with a significant grin. The meaning and emphasis weren't lost on Mindy. She felt a shiver race from her soles to her neck. Her hot little cunt was throbbing with desire. Petya could pick up on the smell and was nudging at her thighs. Bobby looked down, wrinkling up his forehead. Mindy thought she would die!
"Sounds good. Petya, go home," Mindy said sternly, pointing at the house.
The dog refused to go. He stood his ground, crouching down a little, his fur bristling.
"C'mon. The pooch can come along for the ride," Bobby said, taking her by the hand.
"But... but..."
Petya trotted next to her, at times looking up. Surely something would happen that would unmask her to Bobby. The thought of having her dog-fucking become public frightened the girl. But still there was no way she could break away from Bobby without him becoming suspicious. Sighing again, she followed, feeling his fingers tightening around her upper arm. They walked down the road, passing his house, then angling to the right until they reached the barn. Mindy sucked in a deep breath. Petya was nuzzling her ankles again.
"Inside. Nobody's home right now."
Mindy felt like a guilty prisoner. But something inside her pushed her forward, right into Bobby's arms. The dog followed, getting in just as the double wooden doors slammed. Mindy nearly jumped from her skin at the sound of them closing. She became instantly aware of the sharp aromas of a barn-the musky hay, the smell of stale piss and shit, the heady odor of old rotting wood filling the air.
Bobby flicked on a light. Mindy was aware of some movement in the back.
"Thunder... my dad's pride and joy. A prime stud, from what he tells me. Come on. I got some blankets back there just right for us."
Mindy followed Bobby, feeling her feet sinking comfortably in the soft straw. They passed several empty stalls, finally stopping at one on the left. Glancing across the way, Mindy could see the proud head of a beautiful black stallion, his large eyes rolling. Mindy stared admiringly at the beast while Bobby stretched blankets over the straw. The sound of his zipper caught her attention. Turning, she saw Bobby standing there, his prick sticking straight out from between his halved Levi's. His chest was starting to glisten with sweat while his pecs heaved. He was ready to stud her, to mount her just as the dog and probably that stallion would have enjoyed doing.
"Ohhhhh, Bobby!"
"Fucked... that's what you're after, baby. You dig gettin' fucked all the time."
"Oh, Bobby... this is weird, just weird!"
Mindy pushed the hair from her eyes, feeling her nipples scratching against the soft material of her pullover. Bobby had stepped from his jeans and now was holding her tightly. The touch of his prick against her covered pussy sent her brain simmering to boil. His fingers were pulling the jersey over her head, her tits rising sexily from her chest, then flopping down as the garment slipped over her chin. His tongue touched one nipple, then the other.
Petya was whimpering around their feet. Mindy wanted to kick him away. And yet at the same time she wanted somehow to bring him into the picture. Bobby was unzipping her shorts, pulling them down, then grinning at her.
"No panties, eh? Thought you'd run into me today or something?"
She didn't want to tell him she'd planned to fuck with Petya one way or the other. Panties got in the way. The girl only smiled modestly, feeling her cheeks flaming with lust and embarrassment.
"That's okay. Come on."
He'd stripped her naked once more. His big hands were cupped around her asscheeks, kneading them, rubbing the globes against one another while he dry-fucked his prick up and down against her cunt. The touch of his cockhead against her clit was doing that magic thing all over again. Mindy arched her spine, letting her head fall back, back. In a moment she felt his lips and tongue caressing her chin.
And there below, Petya was licking at her ankles, nibbling at them, trying to bring her down so he could have his feel. Behind her, Mindy was also aware of the neighing of the beautiful stallion Thunder. Why was that sound making her cunt pucker so? "Baby..."
He had her down on the blanket, her ass squirming on the scratchy material. She spread her thighs for his touch. Bobby was stroking her thighs, then slipped his hand up to graze his fingers over her belly. Mindy let out a groan, beating her legs against the blanket. Bobby was teasing her now, teasing her in that delicious way she loved.
"That feels good, sooooo good, Bobby! Oh yes, do it, do it to me!"
Mindy couldn't control her feelings. They were wired, exploding, out of control. Then she felt one finger fuck into the flooding crack of her cunt. She groaned loudly, kissing hungrily at Bobby's mouth.
"Uhhhh, man, oh man, gonna fuck the shit outta that pussy. That's all I been thinkin' about the last couple of days. Been beatin' off thinkin' that."
"Really?"
Bobby answered by fucking two more fingers up into her cunt. She tightened her pussylips around his fingers, clamping one of her hands around his and making him fuck his fingers in and out. Oh, that was beautiful! That rubbing feeling against her clit was doing such wonderful things to her. It was then she realized Petya was lapping at her thighs, his tongue almost touching Bobby's fingers.
Jerking one knee up, she kicked the animal hard against the side of his head. Petya reared back, whimpering loudly and circling around and around.
"Hey, the pooch just wants to watch."
"I just don't like that... that happening," Mindy said, fighting down her lust for the animal.
"That's his problem."
He held her again, drawing his fingers around, then fucking them back into her pussy. Mindy felt her cunt muscles tightening around those probing fingers. And all the time, Bobby's prick was standing straight up, jutting out from his hairy groin.
"Come on, I think you'll dig fuckin' doggie-style," Bobby said, twisting her around.
"What are you doing?"
Mindy felt herself being rolled onto her belly. Then she felt his hands gripping her by the hipbones, tugging her ass up. She didn't have the strength to resist or even push herself up on her hands. Bobby knelt behind her, working his fingers along the insides of her thighs. Then she felt that wonderful finger work deep into her cunt. She groaned, bobbing her ass around, feeling her ass muscles tense, relax, then tense again. She grunted at the teasing sensation. Mindy thought of the dog, of how he must be feeling, seeing his mistress bent over like this and not being able to fuck her.
She felt her cunt flooding, her pussy burning for the touch of a prick-man's or dog's. Mindy felt her tits dragging along the hay as she pressed one cheek against the blanket and felt the fuzziness tickle her nose. Bobby was hunkering low behind her, his knees spread apart for power. He was like Petya in doing this. Dogs hunkered for power, then fucked into the females without mercy. She hoped Bobby would have no mercy.
Bobby was rubbing his prickhead along her cuntlips, teasing her again, touching her clit with the tip of his cock. Mindy could feel it. Her ass pranced for it. She wanted to feel her cunt spread and split by cockmeat. Mindy shoved one hand under her belly, pushing it between her spread thighs. She could feel that big cock settling against her cuntal mouth. Her pussy juices coated the spongy cockhead. Once more she would be fucked, fucked like a dog!
"Uhhhhhhh!"
The cock drove along the seepy, velvety lining of her cunt, fucking in. Mindy thought she would collapse. It had seemed like a lifetime since the teenager had had a prick in her cunt. Mindy gasped with delight, tossing her head back and forth. Her hair tangled around her neck.
"It's going... deeeep... and it's wonderful! Oh, Bobby, Bobby!"
Mindy couldn't cry out loudly enough, shaking her ass against the young stud's belly. He was fucking her long and hard, keeping his prick buried in her cunt sometimes while looping one hand around her waist and pinching her nipples.
"Ohhhhhh... that's it! Oh, God, you don't know what you're doing to me!"
Mindy jerked her ass up and down. It felt lovely. She didn't care about anything anymore. The sermons, the image of her father frowning, the stupid congregation-nothing mattered now except that prick sawing through her cunt like a chain saw.
When he pulled his fucker back slowly, the girl thought she was going to die. Long strings of drool leaked from her mouth. Her arms, trembling, threatened to collapse. And then Bobby had his arms around her, hooking around her hipbones for power. She wriggled in that grasp, aware of her helplessness. He rode her down onto the ground, hammering his prick, then slowing down, letting his cock fuck in and out slurpily. How she loved it then, being able to feel every inch of his cock stretching out her insides.
"Love fuckin' you... man, it's somethin' else havin' you under me," Bobby panted, licking at the back of her neck while slowly pulling his cock out.
Mindy could feel his strong belly pressing against her asscheeks and lower back. He was climbing on her, mounting her! And there was Petya, barking, whimpering, at times putting a paw against her side while twisting his head up and peering into her eyes. She raised one hand to shove the animal away. She was too weak. Mindy only crouched there, her fingers sinking into the soft straw while Bobby fucked his cock in and out of her cunt.
"Hey, the pooch wants in, I think," Bobby said, stopping his fucking for a second.
Mindy felt her blood freeze. What had he said? What was Bobby talking about? His prick had stopped pistoning in and out of her pussy.
"What?"
"I think your dog's got ideas, if you know what I mean."
There was something wicked in his tone of voice. Turning her head, she saw Petya standing there, his head cocked to one side, that long tongue hanging out. And there, sticking straight out from between his legs, was his prick-that red, knobby, pointed thing sticking straight out, pointing right at her like some grotesque finger. Mindy felt a rush of shame and fear.
"Oh, Bobby, take him away. I don't want this. Please, move him."
"I think it's gonna be great! Besides, I think you and the pooch have been makin' it. I wondered about how you lost your cherry. And now I think I know what happened."
Mindy couldn't lie. She crouched there, feeling his prick slowly pull out.
"I'm close, damned close. But remember what I said about you eatin' prick? Think you're gonna get a chance... and don't worry about your pussy. The pooch'll take care of it," Bobby said, bracing his hands against her ass.
Mindy stared up in horror. She hadn't heard him correctly, had she? But Bobby was now on his back, his legs spread while he pulled her between his thighs. His prick was glistening, wet with her cunt juices.
"Come on, baby, suck my cock. Stay like that and get down and suck, just like I ate out your pussy. Come on, pooch, come on and have a lick at her cunt."
"Bobby!"
His face was contorted with lust, his eyes glistening with excitement. Maybe he didn't know what he was talking about exactly. But Mindy did. Looking down at him, she saw the boy was smiling sexily at her. Mindy blushed, then became aware of Petya's muzzle pressing up against her cunt slit. Behind them, the horse was breathing heavily, watching this grotesque three-way. "Suck my cock."
"What does it taste like?" she whispered, knowing it was a dumb thing to ask.
"Try it. Lots of girls have, and they loved it."
Taking his prick in one hand, Mindy lowered her head, aware of the dog's tongue on her cunt.
CHAPTER TEN
Mindy thought her heart was going to jump out of her chest. Bobby was hunching up to her, brushing the hot tip of his prick against her lips. Pushing out her tongue gingerly, the girl flicked it over his piss slit. She could taste the pre-cum bubbling from his cock. It had an odd, bleachy, salty flavor to it.
Bobby groaned at that touch, closing his eyes and shivering. Yes, she was doing it to him, doing what he had done to her with his mouth and tongue. She shook, extending her tongue a little more. The girl let it rest against the two blood-heavy lobes at the underside of his cockhead. Bobby grunted with more pleasure. Petya whimpered behind her.
"Come on, suck it. Suck my cock and let that fuckin' dog poke his cock into you."
Petya was licking her pussy now, drawing his tongue up its full length, making her feel weak again. She bent down, panting heavily against the stud's cock. Opening her mouth a little wider, Mindy took in his prickhead, flicking her tongue against the underside. Bobby groaned, snapping his head up and staring at the girl. He was watching her and the dog, his eyes fastened on her cock-stuffed mouth, then moving back to her ass where Petya was licking.
"Uhhhh... Petya... Bobby!"
Mindy didn't know who she was calling out for any longer. The licking friction against her cunt was marvelous! She loved that hot sloppy feeling. Petya had given it to her first, then Bobby had enlarged on it. Now she had both of them there and loved it!
"That's it, baby."
He reached weakly for her hand, then fell back down into the hay once more. The swollen head of his cock was just inside her tightening lips. Mindy rubbed them over his prickhead, sucking and licking. She shuddered with the realization that that thing had been inside her pussy. She had tasted what she guessed were her own cunt juices. "Ohhhhhh!"
"Come on, baby, you can do it."
"Oh, Bobby!"
Mindy loved being on all fours like this. She wanted to climb onto that long prick and swing on it. She liked the sucking sensation of having that heavily veined cock fucking in and out of her mouth. Her lips sucked around the flared cockhead, her teeth nicking into it. She plunged her head down to fuck his cock into her throat.
"Baby... man, that's somethin' else... come on, fuck it out!"
Petya was lapping his tongue noisily against her pussy, drinking up all the juice oozing from it. She wagged her ass just like a tail, feeling the dog's tongue fucking deep into her pussy. Mindy thought she would come unglued. Yes, oh yes, she wanted it, wanted it badly! The girl groaned, feeling as if she'd come apart with that noisy, slurping tongue fucking in and out of her pussy. The whirling golden ball of sexual tension was getting bigger and bigger.
She tightened her lips around Bobby's cock once more, rubbing the flat of her tongue up and down against the sensitive underside of his cockshaft. Bobby tensed, jerking his knees up, then letting them flop down against the bed.
"Man! Good head. Damned good head... best I've had in a long time."
Bobby was propped up on his elbows once again, staring at her while the dog was sniffing at her ass. One paw stretched up, resting against her ass. Then came another. Soon Petya was braced against her back, ready to haul himself up onto her body.
"Oh, oh!"
Mindy sounded as if she were in pain. It was a kind of pain. The dog wanted her, wanted that sloppy mess of her cunt. She trembled like a bitch in heat, sucking hard at that cock in her mouth while she could feel the German shepherd's prick rubbing against the inside of her right thigh.
"Man, he's gonna fuck you!" Bobby cried out, his eyes wide in amazement and pleasure. "He's really gonna poke you while you're suckin' me off. Wild! Thought that's what the fuck had happened to your cherry!"
"Uhhhhhh!"
Mindy didn't care what Bobby thought. All that mattered to her was cock. Petya was sliding onto her, nestling his head between her shoulder blades while tightening his grip around her waist. It was all so devastatingly familiar! The touch of his furred belly, the weight pressing against her spine, the scratching of his long claws against her flesh while he positioned himself for the fuck. "Oh, Ohhhhhff'ffff!"
Mindy felt her lips touching the hairy root of Bobby's prick just as Petya began jabbing his cock against her cunt. She nearly sneezed, the bristly hairs around his cock root tickling her nostrils. Mindy swallowed. It was hard but not impossible to breathe with that fat spongy cockhead wedged down into her throat. Saliva bubbled around her lips as she kept her mouth there. Mindy could feel Bobby's fingers tightening around the back of her head, his nails scratching the sensitive places behind her ears while she wriggled her tongue around and around his cock root.
And there was Petya, braced for fucking.
"Uhhhhfffff!"
The dog's cock was in her! Oh yes, yes, he was fucking his cock deep into her pussy. Mindy shuddered, pitching forward. Again Bobby held her firmly in place, keeping his hands around the back of her head while fucking his prick into her mouth. Mindy was fucked in two places, her body penetrated by two pricks. The dog whimpered, tightening his grip, his hindquarters padding nervously and unsteadily behind her.
She felt those delicious blimps rubbing up against her clit again. There wasn't the stretching sensation that Bobby's fat cock had caused. But the bumps-oh, how they teased and tickled her frazzled nerve endings! Mindy pranced her ass up and down, sweating under the emotion and the heat of the dog's furred body.
"He inside you?"
"Mmmmmm-hummmmmf f f ff!"
"Yeah, that's great! Christ! Been in some fuckin' threesomes before, but never with a damned pooch!"
Petya grunted, hunkering down a little more and fucking his prick all the way in. He was fucking differently somehow, more slowly, more purposefully than he had before. Mindy noticed it and loved the difference. He was fucking her almost as a man might fuck her. She loved the way he licked the back of her neck, his long tongue wetting down her flesh. The teenager cried out with delight as Petya pistoned his prick in and out, in and out while his bushy tail brushed over the tops of her feet.
"Man, man, come on, baby, flick that tongue around my prick. Yeah, that's it, that's it! Ohhhhh, when you suck like that I think I'm gonna go outta my fuckin' mind!"
Mindy loved his filthy mouth. She loved it when he kept telling her how good it was having her suck his cock. And those sloppy noises the dog was making with his prick drove her higher and higher up toward the sexual summit she wanted. "Uhhfhfhffff!"
Mindy had to breathe! The cock wedged in her throat was just too big. Pulling back slowly, she let her lips pucker outward, dragging her tongue along the throbbing underside of his cock. She guessed that fat tube running the full length along Bobby's prick was his cum tube, that passage through which his cum would soon spray into her mouth. Mindy pulled back, back, licking her tongue along the full length of Bobby's prick, loving the rubbing feel of his fingers against the back of her head. He was loving her with his hand, petting her the way Petya was licking her. Oh, she felt half animal, half woman as she crouched there between his widely spread legs.
"Mindy... Jesus Christ, who would've believed a Goddamned parson's daughter could fuck like this? And suck! Man, you're better... uhhhhh!"
Mindy had begun nipping her front teeth gently along the length of his prick, dragging them softly along the throbbing sides while laving her tongue along his prick. The resulting sensations were driving the stud wild. He pounded his fists against the hay, raising small clouds of dust. Mindy sucked up and down now, sucking so hard her cheeks caved in and massaged the sides of his cock-rod. The dog was slowing his fucking, moving his head up and watching with curiosity as the two humans were ending their round of sucking.
"Cummmmiiinnngggg!" Bobby cried.
Bobby closed his eyes tightly, his mouth opened and letting out choked groans. His chest rose and fell mightily, his brown nipples erect with lust. And then... and then she could feel the powerful jets of his cum against the back of her tongue.
Bobby was cumming in her mouth! He had his prick almost to her throat again. She could feel the power of his body as his cock spit out the strong jizz. Dazed with the shivering storm of his climax, the girl sucked hard, closing the inside of her mouth down around his cock. She twisted her head around, adding to the sucking, licking friction that had driven the young stud out of his mind.
Bobby was coming unglued, arching his spine, pushing his head back into the straw and yelling for all he was worth. It was unreal! And all the time, Petya had his prick in her pussy, slowly increasing his fucking speed.
"Bobby, you're killing me."
Her words sounded funny. She knew that steamy strings of his cum were dripping from her chin. Bobby jerked his hips up again. Mindy had pulled her mouth away for a second to swallow. Now she caught his cock in her hands so she could get her mouth around it again. As the cocktip grazed her front teeth, another jet of cum shot into her mouth. "Ummmmmm!"
And then it was over. Bobby flopped back, his head raised slightly as he watched the girl lick up the last of his jizz.
"No, come on, baby, you're gonna make it with the pooch," Bobby said, keeping Mindy in place.
Petya was hammering away now, his body making Mindy's shudder with the force of his fucking thrusts.
With the animal fucking her, Mindy felt her mind exploding again and again. Good, so good. And he was fucking harder, faster, turning her cunt into a firestorm of lust! Mindy tossed her hips around with the beat of his fucking, feeling the German shepherd's furry little balls slapping hard against her ass. The rocking motion of Petya's fucking was sending her hard and fast up into climax. Mindy stared heavy-lidded at Bobby. He was there, swallowing hard, watching with lustful eyes.
"Uhhhhh... oooooohhhhh!"
The pistoning doggie cock rammed in. Her cunt hurt from the friction. The loss of sweat and her thirst made her cunt juice ,start to dry: up. An angry fire started at the mouth of her cunthole. The gathering rush in her veins was so strong she couldn't stop it. She was going to cum. Oh God, yes, yes, she was going to cum!
Mindy took another quick glance at Bobby. Then she heard the dog whining and whimpering behind her. The whines turned into growls. He was cumming, cumming furiously.
"Cummmminnnngggg!" Mindy screamed.
Bobby kept her from pitching forward. She clawed at the ground, her legs nearly shooting out from under her. The animal held on tightly, sending streamers of his doggie jizz into her sucking cunthole while Mindy milked at the fucking rod of his cock. She lost everything in that moment, her mind going blank as she came and came and came.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"You dig it."
"Ohhhhhh..."
Mindy was on her back now, the dog having curled up in the corner, licking his emptied balls. She could feel the cum dribbling from her slackening cunt. Her jaw muscles felt a little sore, too-sore from the stretching they'd received while she sucked Bobby's cock.
"That was fan-fuckin-tastic!"
Bobby was running his fingers through his hair, leering down at the girl. Nearly an hour had passed since the double fucking she'd received. Fucked in the mouth. Fucked in the cunt! One fuck by a man, the other by a dog. Mindy had forgotten her father, forgotten about Diane until now. She smiled. What must her girlfriend be thinking now?
"Oh, you were wonderful, Bobby."
"So was the pooch," he said, glancing over at the dog with an expression of mild amusement. "You know what'd even be more wild?"
His eyes were dancing with mischief. Mindy snuggled up to him, nuzzling her nose in his armpit. She felt so warm, so good all over.
What could be better than this feeling? "Sounds like dad's horse over there's a little jealous of the whole thing."
"Hmmmmm?"
Mindy worked her legs against one another, loving the greasy slide of her cum-smeared cuntlips. She was hardly listening to what Bobby was saying, concentrating instead on the delicious feeling of slick rubbing between her thighs.
"The stallion."
"What?"
The word hit her like a lightning bolt. She had thought he had said something about the horse, linking him up to her. But now she shook the long blonde hair from her eyes, feeling her cuntlips tense against one another. She stared up at Bobby. He was serious.
"The horse. You made it with the dog. How about ol' Thunder there. Want bigger and better? He ain't that much bigger than me," Bobby said, tickling her under the chin.
Mindy stirred against the hay, gathering herself up and looking in disbelief at her lover.
"Thunder?"
Mindy turned around, finding herself eye to eye with the handsome stallion. She had noticed him when she'd walked in. But her mind was so filled with Petya and with Bobby she hadn't paid that much attention. Now she was sizing him up.
"Come on, we'll have some fun."
"No, Bobby. That's weird. Besides, he'll kill me with that thing and..."
"Like I said, not much bigger than me. Come on," Bobby insisted, pulling the reluctant blonde teenager from the barn floor.
"Bobby!"
He had her pinned against the gate, one hand moving around to the latch of the stall. Mindy still stared at the young stud in disbelief. She could hear Thunder moving around inside, his powerful body banging against the back of the stall. It was so dreamlike, this whole thing. The door swung open, and Mindy felt herself being propelled in. She fell forward, her feet stumbling through the straw. In a second, she was leaning against the stallion's warm body, her hands braced against the base of his neck. He turned his handsome head around, staring down curiously at the naked, trembling girl.
"Made for each other," Bobby commented dryly.
"But... but I don't know what to do," she protested, moving back from the animal.
Thunder had quickly sized up the situation and was now licking her bare tits. His broad tongue was much bigger than Petya's. The strength and tug of it against her tits lifted them from her chest. Mindy slapped his head away, staggering backward. Still, she couldn't believe she'd let Bobby talk her into this kind of craziness!
"No!"
"Jesus Christ, come on, Mindy. There's nothing to it. I saw some girls down the road take on a donkey once... and there ain't that much difference."
"They did?"
Mindy stared open-mouthed at him, then back at the horse. That black force was at work again. Bobby was up front now, stark naked, his cock slowly rising as he thought about seeing another dog-and-pony show. Well, she just might give it to him!
"Come on, baby, come on and get down here. The horse is waitin' for you."
Mindy looked where Bobby was pointing. She could see Thunder's cock... that long black prick dangling from between his muscular hindquarters. Remembering something she had heard once, Mindy kept her hands on the animal's body, stroking him slowly while moving behind. Her hands traced the muscular curves, felt the power radiating through his sleek black coat. And then she was by his rump, her feet only inches from his hoofs. Thunder was standing amazingly still, his sides heaving in and out as Mindy bent her knees and dropped to the floor. She looked up, biting her lower lip, wanting to touch that big black horse cock, yet dreading to.
"Go on, he won't bite. I'm holding him."
Mindy reached up gingerly, brushing the backs of her fingers against the long slimy prick. There was a whinny. Thunder shuffled his hind legs around, his belly tightening at the touch. Mindy drew her hand away immediately as if she'd touched a hot iron. Then curiosity got her again and once more the girl reached up, tickling that stretching, thickening horse cock. This time Thunder didn't whinny in surprise. He was panting more heavily, snorting occasionally.
"Go on, suck it, Mindy, just like you did me."
Her heart was pumping hard while her cunt buckled with sexual heat and tension. Opening her mouth, Mindy twisted around until she found herself sitting on her heels. Pushing her lips forward, the girl began licking that black cock-knob. She gasped, realizing that the idea of sucking a horse's cock was terribly exciting to her. She drew her lips back as if planting a big kiss, sliding her head forward, diving down until Thunder's cock was fucked into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmfffff!"
A parson's daughter sucking a horse's cock! The thought made her laugh. There wasn't the horror, the shame she thought she might feel. No. This was almost like sucking Bobby's prick. He'd been right. Raising one hand, Mindy curled her fingers around the animal's fat cockshaft and starting running up and down just in front of her lips. Sucking the animal was easy now. He was snorting, shaking his head from side to side, but keeping his feet steady. Bobby was doing this for her, bending down now and then to watch the spectacle of Mindy giving a blow-job to his father's prize stud horse.
"That's it, baby, that's it... come on, give him that good head you gave to me!"
She was bobbing her head back and forth until she was nearly dizzy from the cock-sucking action. Then Mindy stopped, raising both hands to the horse's huge balls and fondling them. She dropped her mouth to the head of his prick, her lips stretching. Mindy could feel the delicious tugging of the wide flanges of the stallion's cockhead against the insides of her cheeks. Drawing back her teeth as far as she could, Mindy twisted her head, sliding her tongue around and sucking as hard as she could.
The horse was stomping, his tail straightening as if he were going to take a shit right there.
"Man, you got him going."
"Oh Bobby, this is something I never dreamed of doing," Mindy panted.
Crouched there under the horse, Mindy felt her pussy burning again, aching for something to fill it. She rolled her eyes up at Bobby. He could almost read her mind by now.
"I'll see what we can do."
He left the stall, rummaging around the barn, finally returning with a large crate and one of the blankets they'd fucked on.
"Here, shove this under your belly," he said, pushing the crate toward her.
Mindy did as she was told, pushing the crate about under the animal's cock. At the same time, Bobby covered the top with the blanket. Crawling, her tummy flattening against the squeaking wood, Mindy felt her tits pillowing out in front of her. Her toes were nearly off the barn floor while her hands were braced against the front of the crate. In this position, her ass was high enough for the asscheeks to brush against the animal's prick.
"It won't take him much time figuring out what to do," Bobby said, directing the animal backward.
"Uhhhhh!"
There were tentative stabs at her pussy. She could hear Thunder whinnying. His powerful belly was tensing, then sagging back down toward her.
"Oh my God!"
His forelegs nearly buckled. Bobby was working him around. And then she felt the blunt head of that fat prick press against her cuntal mouth. He was going to fuck her! She spread her knees, feeling them press against the crate. With a shove, half the cockhead fucked into her cunt. Mindy gasped. The sudden move had nearly knocked her from the crate. She wriggled backward. Pushing her ass up a little more, impaling her cunt on the stallion's prick by tensing her thighs and arching her back, Mindy felt his cock sliding into her cunt, her warm and meaty cunt. The girl purred deep in her throat, feeling the pussy muscles relax. Oh, yes, she was ready!
"Uh! Uh!"
Thunder was warming up, she guessed, hunching down, trying to figure out the best way to fuck her. She wanted to match the strokes of the fucking horse with the up-and-down movements of her thighs. That would increase the sensation, heighten the feeling of his fat cock plugging her fuck-hole. Mindy groaned, her face blanching when she felt his cock fucking into her pussy more and more. Thunder was getting good at this.
"Oh yeah, a real dog-and-pony show, and right here, man, right under my old man's roof!" Bobby exclaimed, tugging on the horse's reins to keep him in line.
Mindy missed the beat of the stallion's cock at times, moving her ass too slowly. The crate threatened to give way at times. It was for fear of tumbling down to the floor that Mindy had slowed.
"Ohhhhh, God!"
The horse was catching on. Mindy felt him matching his fuck-strokes to the steady roll of her ass. The girl felt more and more of his cock fucking into her pussy. She swiveled her hips in a figure-eight, feeling the wonderful sensation of the black stallion's prickhead gouging against the sides of her cuntal walls.
"Ummmm-hmmmmmm... ummmmm," she purred, getting the movements to match perfectly now. It was like having Bobby and Petya all together in one wonderful fuck.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
For an' instant, Mindy imagined feeling another cock, this one fucking into her asshole. It had been that wild session with Diane and Petya, him ass-fucking her. The idea of two cocks fucking in counterpoint, moving all her wet, soft tissues made her cuntal walls buckle, clenching down on that fucking prick. The horse jerked at the tension. Her hips moved like the beater in a washing machine, churning out a frothing, sexual rhythm. The cock in her cunthole moved faster, swelling up, stretching her pussy.
Her fingers clawed at the blanket, the thin wood of the crate creaking under her wild movements. All that fucking, all that action was inflaming the heat in her cunt. With some surprise, Mindy realized her fingers and toes were clenching. Her back arched, the heavy bucking weight of the horse driving her hips forward and down into the crate.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Mindy gripped the crate more firmly, feeling her cunt about to explode. The horse whinnied, the force of his downward fuck-thrusts nearly sending her to the floor.
A gush of the stallion's cum blasted into her pussy. She could feel it spattering against her pussy walls, triggering her own climax. Mindy couldn't stop it. She was cumming, her entire body rocking against that crate. She opened her eyes after the first massive jolt of pleasure. Mindy screamed, her cuntal walls clenching on the horse's cock again and again...
How long had she lain on the floor Mindy had no idea. Bobby had pulled her from the stall, closing the gate, dragging the girl back to the blanket covering the hay. Mindy flopped down exhausted, her cunt still feeling the ravages of the stallion's fucking.
"Oh, Bobby. Am I crazy or something?"
Bobby shook his head, laughing softly. "No, man. You're just kinda wild. Guess it's true what they say about the preacher's daughter-makes the best fuck."
He was pulling on his Levi's already. Mindy knew it was about time to go. Diane would be wondering about her. Oh, how strange everything was. How oddly it had turned out! And yet the girl couldn't keep from smiling at the whole thing!
"Bobby, can we do this kind of thing... again?"
"Sure, yeah. It's crazy. Don't want you fuckin' him too much, though," Bobby said, nodding at the horse. "I like your pussy good and tight."
"Oh yes, yes, tight!"
Mindy was almost in tears from the delicious feelings she had. She felt free of her father, of oppressive morality, of everything he stood for. That was good. She sucked in a deep breath, her tits wobbling on her chest. She felt so good, so darned good!
