"Where's Luthor, Mom?" Brenda asked, bouncing into the kitchen. "I can't find him anywhere."
"He should be in the yard," Mrs. Scott replied, glancing up from the stove to look at her daughter. "Have some breakfast."
"As soon as I check on Luthor, Mom." Brenda went to the back door, peered out. A frown crossed her young angelic face. "He's not there!"
The young girl opened the door and stepped out on the back porch. "Luthor! Luthor!" Pigtails bobbing, she checked the yard to see if her Great Dane was there. "Shit," Brenda muttered when she found that her dog was missing.
Disgusted, she climbed the porch steps and opened the screen door. "I'm going to look for him. He ran away again."
"Eat first," her mother said. "He knows when to come home."
"He might get hit by a car," Brenda argued, concern in her green eyes. "I'll get him and be right back."
Mrs. Scott shook her head. "You should get rid of him." Her suggestion came too late--Brenda was already gone.
The warm summer breeze fluffed Brenda's dark-red hair as she checked other yards on both sides of the street. She began to worry. Usually, Luthor didn't wander far. There was no sign of him.
At the corner, she looked both ways, her stomach churning. Cars whizzed by. A tear rolled down her cheek as an image of Luthor being hit by a car flashed through her mind. Not knowing what to do, she remained on the corner.
"Hello, young lady!"
Brenda turned in the direction of the voice and saw a woman waving from her front porch. "Me?" a puzzled Brenda asked.
The woman nodded vigorously, motioning for Brenda to cross the street.
Brenda's heart skipped a beat. Maybe the woman had seen Luthor. Hopeful, the youngster hurried to the woman's house, then stopped at the bottom of the porch steps. Brenda saw that the woman was beautiful.
"I'll bet you're looking for that gorgeous Great Dane of yours," the smiling woman said.
Brenda's face brightened at once. "Did you see him?"
"Yes, I did."
"Where? Where?" Brenda asked excitedly.
"He's in the house visiting Lady." A hot speculative smile filled the beautiful woman's face.
"Who's Lady?" Brenda's curiosity had been piqued.
"One of my dogs," the woman said, still smiling. "C'mon inside and see for yourself."
Brenda's gaze flowed over the woman's body-tight faded shorts, loose flimsy halter, nipples plainly seen. Brenda found herself staring. Large ripe tits bounced under the halter as the woman turned and went to the door.
Anxious to see if Luthor was all right, Brenda bounded up the steps, entered the house, and saw her Great Dane next to another dog. "There you are, bad dog." Brenda looked at her pet sternly.
"Don't scold him," Irene said, coming into the room. "I think he's in love."
Luthor whimpered, tail wagging, his rump shaking. Luthor got to his feet quickly and went to his young mistress, then licked her hand as if telling her he was sorry.
"Stop it," she whispered as Luthor began to lick her bare legs. She blushed, nudged him away.
Irene smiled. "Why don't you stay awhile? We can get acquainted while our dogs visit."
Brenda nodded. She liked the idea, taking to the woman quickly. Her gaze drifted to Irene's tits again. Jealous of the woman's tits, Brenda kept staring. Her own small tits seemed insignificant compared to hers.
"I know your dog's name," Irene said. "I read it on his tag. What's yours?"
"It's Brenda Scott. I live down the street." She sat in a chair, her hand lightly stroking Luthor's back. "Lady's beautiful."
"Thank you," Irene said. "Luthor thinks so too." She winked. "I'm Irene."
Brenda's eyes dropped to Irene's crotch as the woman plopped on the couch and spread her legs.
Irene smiled at the young girl. "Lady has the hots for your dog."
Brenda blushed and looked away.
"You have a boy friend, Brenda?" She licked the tip of her tongue over her mouth.
"My mother says I'm too young," Brenda confessed. "I don't think so, though," she quickly added.
"When I was your age, I had lots of boyfriends." Her attention was drawn to Luthor. "I think your dog's horny." She giggled. "He's always sniffing Lady between the legs."
Brenda's face turned scarlet. She saw her pet, his big snout poking between Lady's thighs, sniffing at her ass. "Stop it, Luthor," she muttered. "Bad dog."
"He's not a bad dog," Irene said. "He likes sex." She gave Brenda a wide bold gaze. "Don't you?"
Brenda looked away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She turned her head the wrong way and saw Luthor's tongue flashing out, swiping over Lady's ass. She gasped, a tremor sweeping through her virgin body.
Irene was enjoying the young girl's embarrassment. "Are you still a virgin?"
"Of course," Brenda said, shocked that the woman would think otherwise.
"God," Irene gasped. "You don't know what you're missing!"
"My mother says nice girls don't do things like that," she said, defending herself. Her eyes popped. Luthor's prick was peeking from its hairy sheath. She turned away, her face flushed.
Irene spotted the red glistening tip of the Great Dane's cock. "You should have seen him yesterday. He humped Lady right here in the living room." She tossed back her head and laughed. "Christ, it was fantastic watching. I got hot as hell."
Brenda looked incredulously at the woman. "You let Luthor do it to your dog?" She couldn't believe it.
"I had no choice. Luthor was hot, Lady was ready, and nature took its course." She was getting hot, fantasies of the child fucking with Luthor dancing around in her sex-crazed mind.
Brenda's eyes bulged wider. Luthor's cock was sticking way out, red, hard and it looked all wet and slippery. She shuddered, forced herself to look away. The image burned in her mind.
"Maybe they'll make it together again today," Irene said, anxious for the child to watch. "It will really turn you on. I creamed all over."
Brenda didn't believe the woman. "You're teasing me," she said.
"I'm not teasing you." She slapped her thigh with the palm of her hand. "Watch."
Lady stood and padded over to her mistress, tail wagging, Luthor behind her, sniffing and licking her ass crack. The dog placed her big head on Irene's bare thighs and began to whimper.
Irene stroked the dog's head. "You ready for some hot fucking, Lady?"
Brenda was astonished. Never had she heard anyone talk the way Irene was talking, not even in school.
Irene scratched Lady behind the ears. She looked at Brenda. "I think Luthor's ready to get fucked."
Brenda watched, her heart trying to leap into her throat.
Luthor whined and leaped up, jabbing his prick at Lady's cunt. He yelped, finding the hole. His cock fucked deep.
Brenda gasped. "Luthor! Stop!"
Luthor wasn't listening. He jabbed, his huge body plunging, fucking his cock 'wildly into Lady's pussy.
Irene petted her dog's head. Her mouth dried up and her pussy began to soak the crotch of her tight shorts. "Damn, it gets me hot watching Lady get fucked."
Brenda couldn't keep her eyes from focusing on Luthor. She squeezed her thighs together. Warm fuck juice oozed from her virgin cunt and a hot shivery sigh escaped her mouth. She was getting hot, hot like she had every night since school let out for the summer.
Irene saw passion fill the young girl's face. "I wish I was Lady now,' she said huskily. "I'd show him a thing or two." She pulled on Lady's ears, her body quivering. "Fuck her, Luthor. Fuck her good and hard."
Luthor was. He yelped and fucked his cock into the whimpering Lady, his tail curled up between his dancing hind legs. His front paws held tight, his dark rubbery lips drew back over his fangs. His long red tongue slopped from his mouth, spit dripping off.
Brenda's body was trembling. Her tits trapped in her bra ached, the nipples painfully sore. She couldn't swallow. The palms of her hands were sweaty.
Irene glanced at the teenager and knew she was hooked. She had only to pull in the line. "Watch him cream her hole, Brenda. Ohhh, shit!"
Brenda was mesmerized. She couldn't, didn't want to look away. It was the most erotic thing she had ever seen in her life. Her pussy itched, needing her fingers to bring relief, relief she gave her cunt every night in the privacy of her bed after everyone else was asleep.
Luthor fucked, his heavy cum-filled balls swinging between his dancing legs. His pointed ears were flat against his head.
Lady yelped, agitated, Irene's stroking hand keeping her calm.
"Cum, Luthor. Cum!" Irene became caught up in the two animals fucking. "Ooooh, cum!"
Brenda whispered it too, then said it louder as Luthor's yelps and pounding body dragged her into the vortex of the passion and lust that now filled the room. "Cum! Cum! Fuck her! Fuck her!" The words were out before she knew it.
Luthor wasn't paying any attention to his screaming mistress. Too interested in emptying his balls into Lady's body, Luthor yelped in sheer pleasure. Thick cum kept spurting out his fucking cock. His thick prick was soon drained.
He howled, yanked his cock from Lady's body, and ran to Brenda. Luthor curled up into a ball at the youngster's feet.
As she watched her pet lick the tip of his spent prick, Brenda's eyes glowed a fiery green. She was hot, stunned by what she had just witnessed. Her entire body felt as if it were on fire.
Irene looked at the child. Her dark eyes mirrored the passion that raged inside her pussy. "Did it get you hot, Brenda?"
The child nodded, avoiding Irene's gaze. What she had screamed only moments ago suddenly embarrassed her. The youngster was afraid to look at her, afraid that her new friend would see the passion on her face.
Knowing how the child was feeling, Irene gave Brenda a lewd smile and said, "You can have a lot more fun with dogs than just looking at them."
A quizzical expression filled Brenda's pretty face. "What do you mean?"
Irene knew she had the child's attention. Irene took Lady's huge head in her hands and rubbed the Great Dane's snout into her crotch. "Mmmmm."
Brenda's mouth dropped open, and a spasm ripped through her virgin pussy. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she watched the woman, not believing her own eyes. "What are you doing?" Her innocence was reflected in her voice.
"Oh, I think you know what I'm doing," Irene purred hotly. "Don't you play with yourself at night?"
Brenda felt as if the woman could peer right into her soul. Three shades of red colored her face and neck.
Laughing faintly, Irene mewled, "You don't have to answer. I can see it in your eyes. It's more fun creaming on a dog's tongue than on your fingers, Brenda."
"You're teasing me."
Her ass squirming on the couch, her cunt ramming Lady's snout, Irene groaned and gazed at Brenda with passionate eyes. "Does this look like I'm teasing?" Irene's gaze went back to Lady's digging snout. "Their tongues are great for licking tits too--warm wet tongues on your hot flesh." The beautiful woman smacked her lips. "Nothing like it. You ought to try it. You'll love it."
Brenda still didn't believe her. "You're just saying it to make fun of me. You think I'm just a stupid kid."
In a deep sensuous voice, Irene mewled, "Would you like me to prove it to you?"
Brenda's mouth dried up instantly. The young girl wanted to say yes, but couldn't. Shyness, innocence kept her mute. Curiosity, passion kept her seated.
The raven-haired woman pushed her pet Great Dane aside and stood. "You're in for a real treat."
Her hands slowly unfastened the halter that hid her voluptuous tits from the child's horny gaze. Quick, deft movements had the halter on the floor in seconds. Bare tits confronted the girl.
"Big, huh?" Irene asked.
Gawking, Brenda remained silent, taking in all that she saw--large creamy tits and round silver-dollar nipples. "God," she gushed, "I wish mine were that big."
"Yours look pretty big now. You'll probably be as big as me in a few years.
"I wish." Brenda's steady gaze was locked on the woman's fabulous-looking tits.
Squatting in front of her dog, Lady, Irene began stroking her shiny fawn-colored coat. Massive tits jiggled with each fluid move Irene made. Cupping the creamy tit mounds in each palm, she offered the sensitive tit flesh to her pet. Her gaze drifted to Brenda for a moment. "Maybe if you let Luthor lick your tits often enough, they'll get bigger faster."
Brenda's breath came out in a gush. Lady's bluish-red tongue was slapping over one of Irene's rosy nipples.
Irene let out a sigh. The hungry Great Dane slobbered her drool all over the rich flesh of Irene's overripe tits. "Ooooo, Lady," Irene crooned with obvious pleasure, "keep doing it... ohhhh!" Her nipples ached when she squeezed her tits, as she fed her tit mounds to her untiring pet.
The fire in Brenda's cunt grew stronger, and the child couldn't stop herself from watching. She wished it were her tits that Lady was licking, instead of Irene's. Green passion-filled eyes ogled the scene as Irene fell to her back, her legs sprawled apart.
The Great Dane straddled her mistress. Wet slaps of her tongue coated each swollen tit with warm spit. Lady buried her cold nose in the crevice of Irene's tits as Irene squeezed them together. Lady snarled playfully, shook her head, and pulled free from the prison of tit meat.
"Lady, bite them, bite them!" Irene twisted on her back, slapping her tits against the dog's snout. "Bite them, bitch. Bite them."
Lady attacked. Nipping bites marred Irene's bloated nipples. Teeth marks were visible. Creamy white flesh was now a glistening pink.
"Ohhh, Lady," Irene moaned. She writhed on the floor, tits jiggling, face flushed. She mangled her tits, shoved them into Lady's snout. Her hips rocked.
Lady growled, nipped, her teeth latching into a bullet nipple. Warm dog drool coated each mountain of tit flesh. With long wet slaps, her red tongue whipped back and forth between erotic nips of the jiggling tit flesh.
Brenda gawked. Her head was reeling. The sight was blowing her mind. Green eyes glazed with desire swept over Irene's squirming body, over Lady's sleek coat. Each slap of the dog's tongue sent out spasms through her virgin cunt. She couldn't sit still. The itch between her thighs was becoming unbearable. She wished she were home in bed. There she would have been able to relieve the terrible itch that was driving her crazy.
Irene released her tits. She gasped. Hot pockets of air gushed from her open mouth. Dazed dark eyes sought out the entranced child sitting in the chair. "Brenda! Brenda! Take off my shorts. Christ, take them off me. I can't do it myself." Brenda dropped to the floor. She crawled over to the writhing woman, her own pussy sopping wet. With trembling hands, she tried unsnapping Irene's shorts. Irene's twisting hips were making it difficult.
"Hurry," Irene panted. "God, hurry!"
Brenda yanked. The snap popped open. She pulled the zipper down. Gasping, she stared at the woman's pussy hair. Her head spun. "Whewww!"
"Get 'em off," Irene cried. "Christ!"
For a brief moment, Brenda came out of her spell, and, when Irene lifted her squiggling ass off the floor, she yanked down her shorts. The pungent aroma of Irene's pussy invaded her nostrils. Light-headed, she swayed, gaping at the neat triangle of black cunt hair.
Irene kicked to no avail. "All the way!"
Brenda pulled the shorts off Irene's long curvy legs.
Immediately, Irene spread her legs wide, exposing her red dripping cunt, the lips swollen with passion. She sighed with relief. "Now watch the action, Brenda."
Brenda dropped back on her haunches and gaped in awe. Her green eyes drank in the red gaping cunt, Irene's quivering cheeks moist with pussy juice. She swallowed hard. The lump wouldn't go away. She licked her lips, her gaze floating to Lady. The dog was slobbering doggie spit over Irene.
"My pussy, Lady! My pussy!" Irene screamed in desperation. She humped her ass up and down, legs stretched apart, cunt vulnerable to attack. "Eat me, you stupid bitch!" She was losing her mind. Lady picked up the erotic scent of Irene's bubbling pussy. She nipped her way down Irene's squirming hot body. Long whipping lashes with her broad slobbering tongue licked her rib cage, then her belly, then her hips. Each inch of fiery flesh was soaked in doggie drool. Irene's hips banged into her cold nose and teeth. She snipped at the flesh, growling playfully, the scent of Irene's cunt stronger, more enticing now.
Irene lifted a leg, threw it over Lady's body, forcing the dog between her outstretched legs. "Eat me, bitch! Eat mommy! Christ!"
Lady ignored her mistress's pleas. For now the giant Dane was content to lick and chew Irene's quivering hips. She opened her mouth and clamped her huge powerful jaws on Irene's thigh.
Irene howled. "Jesus!" She struggled. Her hands frantically clawed down her excited body. She raked her cunt with her nails, spreading the fluffy folds of her turned-on pussy, exhibiting the fiery red gash. "Eat me!"
Brenda's mouth watered. Irene's pussy looked delicious and she found herself shaking, wanting to sample the white filmy fuck juice that seeped from the woman's mature pussyhole. Her lush naked body twisting on the thick-piled carpet was exquisite.
"Ohhhhhh, Lady!" Irene sobbed. "Lick meeeeee!" She humped her ass off the floor, her fingers stretching the gaping hole of her oozing pussy. "Tongue me, you bitch! Tongue meeeeee!"
Lady was at last drawn to the pungent aroma and wet cunt of her mistress. She whipped her tongue out, then swiped it over Irene's fingers and the red slot of her bubbling hot pussy.
Irene screamed. The contact was like lightning. It shot through her cunt, up her spine, and exploded behind her eyes. "Aghhh!" She humped, slamming her cunt into Lady's blunt hard snout.
Lady snapped at Irene's pussy, then sloshed her tongue up through the exposed gash. White fuck cream dripped off her tongue. She did it again. The taste was something the Great Dane had learned to appreciate. She dropped to her belly, her tail swishing back and forth across the rug.
Irene went into spasms. Lady's tongue was inflaming her body, her mind. Her pussy walls pulsed against an empty channel, gushing warm frothy fuck cream out with each contraction. "Oooo, Lady. Inside. Go inside my pussy!" She talked as if the dog truly understood.
Brenda believed. It was the most exciting thing she had ever witnessed. She knew the taste Lady was sampling, having licked her fingers clean after getting herself off in bed. She wondered in her lust-sopped brain if Irene would taste the same. She licked her lips, imagining her mouth down between the lush thighs of the squirming woman. She couldn't believe her own thoughts, thoughts that, until today, had never entered her mind.
"Lick her, Lady. Tongue her. Oooo, God." Brenda was speaking in hoarse raspy whispers. "Tongue fuck her, Lady. Shove your tongue into her pussy."
Irene writhed hotly on the floor, her flesh sizzling, tingling under the slapping tongue of her trained Great Dane. "Ohhh, nice Lady!" Her eyes, glazed with a filmy mist, found the enthralled teenager. "It's heaven, Brenda. So much better than fingering your own cunt." As she talked, her hips kept churning, grinding, twisting. Cunt juice flowed from her pussyhole, coating Lady's snout with a warm deluge of ooze.
Brenda was on fire. She stared at Irene, marveling at the large creamy tits floundering, at the dog's snout buried between her thighs. It looked as if the dog were trying to ram her entire head into Irene's pussy. She gasped, wishing it were her pussy that was being attacked.
Lady concentrated on the flowing cunt as the bubbling fuck juices seeped over her tongue and jiggling jowls. Her tongue snaked out, then fucked deep into Irene's pussy.
Irene arched her back. "She's in me! Her tongue... ahhhh!" She thrashed on the carpet, her ass rubbing into the rough nap. "Ooooo, she's in so, so fuckin' deep!"
Brenda could only imagine what being tongue fucked felt like. Her green eyes drank in the erotic action. "Tell me about it."
"It's like a squiggling cock," Irene gasped, unable to keep from twisting on the floor. "God, you're going to love it."
Brenda swooned, unable to imagine letting a dog lick her cunt. Her face burned and her pussy contracted, white fuck cream soaking her panties.
Lady was totally involved in licking her mistress's flowing cunthole. The long tongue dragged up from the crack of her squiggling ass, over the gaping slot of her drenched pussy, then over the hard blood-filled clit. Its sheath drawn back, the bullet clit was pulsing erratically. She plunged her tongue inside Irene's body, yelped as greedy cunt muscles tried to capture her tongue. She shook her head, her big brown doggie eyes glowing. She bared her teeth, grabbed the puffy lips of Irene's cunt and shook her head.
Irene went insane. Her body lunged mindlessly at her giant dog, twisting, grinding her pussy into her muzzle. A shivery explosion gripped the steamy depths of her cunthole. "Oooo, so, wonderful!" She felt Lady's teeth and swooned. The exotic pain added to her lust, carrying her on a swirling cloud closer to cumming. "Ummmmmm!" She was in bliss.
Lady squirmed closer, pushing her muzzle into her mistress's gyrating body. Cunt juices flowed over her snout. Her tongue darted out and invaded the bubbling depths of Irene's cunt again. This time she continued to fuck her tongue deep, ignoring the muscles which vainly attempted to snare her tongue in their fiery trap. Lady tongue fucked deeper.
Irene lunged up, jerked, ground her cunt hard into Lady's snout. Her glassy gaze found Brenda. "I'm going crazy! Oooo, I love it!"
Brenda swooned. The sexuality that filled the room overwhelmed her. She almost fainted. She heard the loud slurping licks of the Great Dane. Hot shivers dotted her smooth flesh in tingling bumps. Her hand slipped under her skirt. She touched her moist crotch. "Oooo," she gasped, her gaze locking on Irene.
Irene saw, smiled dreamily, then became caught up again in her pet's fucking tongue and hard snout. "Oooo!" She fondled her own flesh, hands clawing, turning her white skin into tracks of red scratches. She found her tits and mauled them in her hands. The nipples felt as if they were going to burst.
Lady slithered her tongue deep into the scalding furnace of Irene's hot cunt. The tip of her tongue tormented the pulsing oozing pussy walls that beat frantically against her. Cunt juice bathed her snout, her tongue, then flowed into her nostrils. She snorted, growled, stopped licking and began to once again chew on the velvety lips of her puffy cunt.
"Ewwww, Lady! Lady!" She found herself hovering at the peak, shaking uncontrollably. Her entire body began to shake.
Lady licked her sudsy jowls. Her brown eyes glowed and her skinny tail swished on the rug. Whimpering, she jammed her snout back between Irene's outstretched thighs. Gooey fuck juice from her pussy flowed as her tongue went back into Irene's cunthole.
"Yeahhhh! Yeahhh!" Irene squealed, finding herself rapidly approaching her climax. "Bite! Bite!" She was delirious. "Bite me, you fuckin' bitch!"
Lady latched her teeth into Irene's hard-boiled clit. She chomped, clamped tight, shook her head, snarling as if she were fighting over a piece of raw beef.
"Unnnn." Irene humped up, twisted. "Yesssss!" The word came as a hiss. She rotated her hips in a tight sensuous circle. "Bite! Unnnn!"
Brenda saw the lust in Irene's eyes. She knew the woman was going to cum. She dragged her hand over her own wet panty-crotch, almost falling over. She stopped, wanting to watch and not miss one exciting second. "Cum," she moaned. "Cum."
"Yeahhhh," Irene mouthed, fixing her gaze on the teenager. "I'm gonna cream all over her fuckin' face." Her head snapped from side to side. "I'm so damn close!" Her eyes bulged. Lady's nipping teeth had her at the peak.
Brenda watched, pussy juice saturating her panties. She felt as if this were happening to her. She moaned, her voice scratchy, irritating her throat.
Lady nipped and chewed the blood-engorged clit, taking her mistress higher. Her rump squirmed on the floor, tail swishing, head shaking, snarling gurgles coming from her powerful jaws.
Irene swirled at the dizzy summit. Her orgasm reached out, then grabbed her in its hot stormy grip. Lady's diligent tongue and nipping teeth had done their job. She leered at the child. "I'm cumming!"
Brenda gasped as Irene soared into her orgasm. It was like witnessing a hurricane. She knew from the look on the beautiful woman's face that cumming this way was far better than using fingers. "Cum!"
Irene thrashed wildly on the floor, totally giving in to the fantastic pleasure of having her pussy devoured by her pet Dane. The added attraction of having an audience heightened her pleasure. "Oooo, Brenda. Fabulous!"
"Yes!" Brenda rasped, held spellbound by it all. "Oooo, yessss!"
Over and over again, hot lightning bolts of pleasure ran rampant through Irene's overflowing pussy. She devoted herself to creaming on the Dane's snout, forgetting for the moment the young teenager.
"More, Lady! Oooo!" Irene ground her hot pussy into her Dane's snout and felt Lady's teeth on her oversensitive clit. Hard slamming thrusts agitated the beast.
Lady repaid his mistress in kind, with hard snips, whacking slaps, and deep mauling plunges. Lady growled. Irene screamed. Brenda gasped.
Lady buried her snout between the folds of Irene's pussy. The banging of her pussy against her snout agitated her. She stopped licking, fought back, chewing hungrily on her mistress's clit. Cum soaked her jowls.
Irene's screams grew louder as Lady's teeth turned her clit into a raw piece of meat. "Ooooh!" Lady chewed the hard sex button, then whipped her tongue over the sensitive tip. The Dane became caught up in the fury of her mistress's climax.
Irene's fingers curled into fists, her nails digging painfully into the palms of her hands. She churned on the floor, twisting and thrashing like a demented woman. Her ass thumped up and down, jiggling each time her ass banged into the carpet. She pounded the floor with her fists. Her head snapped from side to side. Thick black curls whipped over her scarlet face.
The flowing stream of pussy cum gushed in a pulsing river over the Dane's muzzle, coating her with a frothy white. Lady drank it all.
Irene's legs lifted, then crashed back to the floor. She was out of her mind. She shuddered, trembling spasms attacking every inch of her hot sizzling flesh. "Ooooo!"
Sweat broke out on Brenda's smooth forehead. She watched as Irene twitched in ecstasy. Her breath was short, ragged, her heart beating wildly, echoing in her ears.
Irene crashed from the dizzy heights of her orgasm and crushed her thighs together, forcing Lady from her pussy. She rolled away, tingling in the sweet aftermath of her orgasm.
Finally, she turned her attention to the entranced child. "What did you think?"
"I don't know," Brenda sighed. "I'd be afraid."
"Afraid to enjoy yourself? Don't be foolish." She smiled warmly. "You let Luthor give you a couple of licks between your legs and he won't be coming around here sniffing for pussy. He'll be getting it at home, and you'll be enjoying sex the way you should be."
Brenda felt funny talking about it. She blushed.
"I saw you playing with yourself. I know you want to try it." Irene stood, oblivious to her nudity. Stretching, she rocked on her heels. "God, I'm sleepy."
Brenda was still unable to tear her gaze away from Irene's gorgeous body. She hated to leave, but she took the hint. "Can I come back again and visit?"
"Anytime you want," Irene assured her. "I'm always home. Just bring Luthor with you."
"I will," Brenda said. She walked to the door, holding Luthor by the collar.
"Remember. Luthor can lick you and make you just as happy as Lady made me."
Brenda nodded and left, her head reeling under all the sexual stimulation of the last hour. As she stepped out onto the porch, she felt as if she had just left another world, a world where pleasure and enjoyment were everything. The door closed behind her, snapping her out of her dazed thoughts.
Irene climbed the stairs. A shower, a nap, and then lunch. A confident smile played at her mouth as she took the stairs slowly, tits bouncing with each move. She knew Brenda would be back, and the thought made her hot all over again.
CHAPTER TWO
Excited, Brenda hurried home, anxious yet afraid to allow Luthor to lick her virgin pussy. After opening her back door, she slapped her dog playfully on his rump.
Luthor scampered over to his bowl and thirstily lapped at his water.
Brenda watched her dog drink heartily. The sloshing sounds of his tongue hitting the bowl of water reminded her of Lady licking Irene's cunt. A tremor--soft and fleeting--whipped through her young body.
Brenda's mother entered the kitchen. "Where have you been?"
Her mother's voice snapped the teenager out of her dazed stupor. "It took me a while to find Luthor, Mom."
"If he runs away again, we're going to get rid of him. We all can't go chasing after him every time he decides to wander off." Mrs. Scott shook her head.
Brenda smiled dreamily. "I'm sure Luthor will never run away again."
"How can you be sure of that? He's been doing it too long."
"I'm going to train him, Mom."
"You can start after you eat your breakfast, young lady."
"Awww, Mom, I ain't hungry."
Smiling warmly at her daughter, Mrs. Scott motioned to a kitchen chair. "If you're going to train that big mutt, you'll need your strength. I'm making you some eggs before I go shopping."
Reluctantly, Brenda complied. The sooner she ate, the sooner her mother would leave. Then she would be alone with Luthor. A shiver of excitement raced down her spine. Alone with Luthor. It was going to be a blast training him.
Luthor padded over to Brenda's side, rested his large head on her lap, and whimpered. Soft-brown soulful eyes glanced up at her.
The youngster petted his head, her palms sweaty as she anticipated the hours ahead.
Minutes later, Mrs. Scott set a plate of scrambled eggs in front of her daughter. "Be sure to finish your eggs. I'm going shopping. Be back in a few hours."
As her mother left the kitchen, Brenda stabbed her fork into her eggs. "Bye, Mom," she garbled, her mouth stuffed with toast and eggs.
When the front door finally closed, letting Brenda know that she was now alone with her Great Dane, the teenager breathed easier. "We're alone now, Luthor. It's just you and me." Brenda quickly forked the rest of the food into her mouth and washed it all down with milk. She stood, surprised that the morning's escapade with Irene had given her an appetite. She was glad her mother had insisted.
With Luthor yapping at her heels, Brenda dashed into the living room. She reached the window just in time to see her mother drive away. "Great!" She turned her attention to Luthor, swiveling on her heel. "Now for some fun, doggie." She played with his ears.
Luthor barked his reply, sensing the excitement in the air.
The two headed for Brenda's bedroom. As the youngster ran to the steps, her skirt swayed at her dimpled knees. She took the steps two at a time, the happy Great Dane tagging behind.
Once in her room, Brenda locked the door. Nervousness, apprehension plagued her. "Sit, boy, sit," she commanded firmly.
Luthor responded with whimpering cries and sat down, his tail swishing across the bedroom rug. His tongue lolled out the side of his drooling mouth. Wide eyed and eager to please, the Great Dane stared at his mistress, waiting for her next command.
"Good boy, Luthor. Today we're going to teach you things that will be more fun than just sitting and begging."
Luthor barked his approval, and Brenda laughed.
"You seem to like that idea, don't ya?" She pulled on his ears with childish devilment.
She strode quickly to the closet. Brenda opened the door and gazed at herself in the full-length mirror. "Oh, I'm nervous as hell." Her stomach flipped over.
Trembling fingers opened her blouse one button at a time. Her cheeks flushed. Her green eyes sparkled with forbidden excitement. Quivering, she slipped the blouse off, her small tits rising and falling rapidly in the confines of her lacy white bra.
Her fingers fumbled with the button on her skirt. Finally it opened. Her skirt dropped silently to her feet. A soft gasp escaped her mouth. She looked at her body. It was turning her on.
Leaving her bra and panties on, she padded over to Luthor who was lying on the floor curled up, his big head resting on his giant paws. She knelt down beside him. "I'm nervous, Luthor," she whispered. "God, if you bite me... " She refused to think about it. The memory of Irene's face when she was cumming on Lady's snout was an enticement she couldn't resist. She wanted, needed that same feeling. She plopped down, lifted Luthor's head and rested it on her lap. Her smooth flesh broke out in goose bumps. She sighed. His cold nose touched the heated flesh of her thighs.
He picked up the scent of his young mistress's moist panties coated with warm still seeping pussy juice. His nose flared. His long flat tongue curled out, slapped over Brenda's sensitive skin.
"Ewwww," she cooed, swaying back and forth as she cradled his huge head in her lap. "Oooo, Luthor." He had licked her before, but never with the knowledge she now possessed about what pleasure his tongue could treat her to. Her virgin pussy beat against itself, untested cunt muscles working rhythmically as if milking a cock.
Lazily, Luthor slapped his tongue out again, wetting Brenda's thighs. He whined, then rolled on his side, wanting his belly scratched.
A soft sigh caught in her throat. Her green eyes popped. She gaped in hungry awe as she stared at his flopping balls and swaying sheath. A lump grew rapidly in her throat and she was finding it difficult getting rid of it.
Luthor yelped, then squirmed on his side and spread his hind legs. The action made his nuts and sheath swing even more. His tongue flicked out over his rubbery jowls and he yelped again, wanting his young horny mistress to rub his belly the way she always did.
It wasn't the same to Brenda. Sex had entered the picture. All she could see as she stared between her pet Dane's hind legs was Luthor fucking his hard red cock in and out of Lady's body. She shuddered, wondering how it would feel. She closed her eyes. Her head reeled.
Luthor barked shrilly, rousing his young mistress from her memories. His tail slapped the floor and his tongue lolled out, touching her thigh, dribbling doggie spit on her.
"Ooo, all right," she whispered. She touched his throat, petted it, then worked her way to his belly. It wasn't the same. All sorts of hot exciting images raced through her young impressionable mind. It was no longer a game. She squirmed around on the floor, her hands both petting and stroking the soft hair of his belly.
Luthor whimpered. He was contented. His hind legs spread wide. He squiggled, trying to stay on his back, but settled for his side, legs spread, his sheath and hairy balls exposed to Brenda's hungry stare.
Brenda sighed dreamily. Her tongue flicked nervously over her lips. "Easy, boy," she whispered, speaking more to herself than the dog. "Easy." She stroked down his long hairy belly to his thighs. She scratched between his legs, avoiding his sheath and balls.
"Oooo, Luthor," she said. "I'm so hot." She scrambled around on the floor, his rump now between her legs. The crotch of her panties was drenched with fuck juice.
Luthor lifted his head from the rug, tongue drooping out, big brown eyes shining. He whimpered. He sensed the lust in the air. His balls were beginning to ache. Whining cries came from his huge jaw, the whining cries of a frustrated puppy. "You want me to touch it, don't you?" she gasped. "You want me to touch your cock. Oooo." She ground her panty-clad ass into the carpet.
Luthor yelped as if he understood. His tail thumped, whacking the teenager between her thighs.
"Ahhhhhh!" The contact was mind-blowing. She touched his cocksheath, dying to see the same red glistening piece of prickmeat she had seen before. "Oooo, Luthor. Ooooh!" She pulled her hand quickly away as Luthor yelped. "Stop it," she gasped. "You're frightening me." She was afraid of being bitten.
Luthor's head thudded on the floor. His rump twitched and his tail swiped through her crotch again.
Brenda placed her hand back on his cock sheath. The hardness inside made her shake. She gulped back her fear and stroked his sheath, her other hand touching, caressing the airy sac of his swollen balls.
"Good boy," she purred. "Good boy. Don't bite. Easy... easy." She was scared, but her child-passion wouldn't be denied.
Brenda pushed back the thick skin that housed his cock, exposing the pointed tip of his prick. She saw his cock. A filmy mist covered her eyes. The sight made her lightheaded. "Ooo, Luthor. Make it get big." She was totally involved. Eyes glued to the pointed tip.
Luthor squirmed and jerked his rump, forcing his cock sheath through her tight gripping fingers. He yelped, humping, her hot exciting hand turning him on.
Brenda moved her hand up and down Luthor's cock sheath. Each stroke exposed more of his giant prick. Each red steel inch got her hotter. The room began to spin as the entire length of Luthor's huge doggie prick came into view.
"Oooo, shit, Luthor. Ohhhh." She stared. Up close his prick looked even larger than when she had been at Irene's. Her fingers curled around the cock's sticky shaft. She felt his prick throb against the palm of her hand. Her body felt as if she were being cooked in an oven.
Luthor, agitated by his young mistress's fingers, craned his thick neck and slapped his tongue out, slobbering it over the tip of his prick and Brenda's jerking fingers. He whined, licked, doggie drool soaking the child's hand.
Brenda was out of her skull. There was a hunger eating away inside her pussy, a hunger to make the dog cum, see all the sticky stuff he squirted into Lady's body. Slowly, methodically, she stroked her hand up and down the length of his long gorgeous shaft. She was overcome. It throbbed in her hand constantly. She moaned aloud. "Ohhh, Luthor! You're soooo, damn hard."
Luthor yelped, squirming on his side. He lifted his head and stared glassy-eyed at his young horny mistress. His tail slashed through her crotch, making her jerk.
Brenda moved closer, getting comfortable on the floor. She didn't want to miss a thing. "You gonna cum in my hand, Luthor." Her words were little gasps of pleasure.
Luthor yelped and whimpered as if he understood. He jerked hard, fucking his prick through her clenching fist.
"You gonna cream me like you did Lady?" She squeezed his cock, sensing the power she had over her giant pet. She squeezed again, felt it pulse against her palms. "You're hot."
She was drunk with power. Quickly, she let her clutching hand fly up and down his cockshaft as he howled and twisted on his side. She stopped, panting, blinking. It was overwhelming.
Brenda's mouth watered. She wanted to see the dog's cum, wanted to watch it squirt. "You like it, huh?" she asked breathlessly.
Luthor whimpered, twisted. His frantic actions showed he was enjoying every second of his young curious mistress's hand job.
Brenda was entranced. Her hand squeezed his cockshaft, sliding effortlessly up and down his greasy thick throbbing prickshaft. "I'm sooo hot, Luthor," she sighed. "I'm creaming myself." She squirmed on the floor, her panties soaked with virgin pussy cream.
Luthor rolled on his back, humping up through her jerking fist. His tongue hung loosely from his open jaws. Teeth, sharp and long, gleamed with spit. Soft whimpering yelps came from his huge twitching body. He rolled back to his side, trying to gain a footing as he approached his orgasm.
"Oooo, Luthor," she gasped, sensing what was about to happen. "You're gonna cum." It boggled her young mind. Her hand slowed. She wanted this to last. The feel of his prick in her hand was exciting.
Luthor yelped in protest. He jerked harder, faster, his balls aching painfully as they dragged back and forth over the rough bedroom carpet.
Brenda's small tits pressed against the lining of her bra, irritating the swollen nipples. Her virgin cunt seemed to be pulsing at the same erotic tempo that Luthor's cock was throbbing. Her head reeled. Her senses were heightened.
"Cum, Luthor... cum... cum... " It was a low droning chant. Her speed picked up again, much to the delight of the twisting Great Dane who was a prisoner in her squeezing fist.
Luthor yelped, his prick ready to explode. His balls rumbled. His tail curled and his rump went into spastic thrusts.
Brenda trembled. Her breathing became shallow, noisy. "Oooo, Luthor. Do it! Cummm!"
Luthor became a wild humping beast as he thrashed maniacally on his side. His prick swelled. He was ready. Spittle dripped from his red glistening tongue.
Brenda's green eyes bulged. His prick felt as if it had grown bigger. A hot thick stream of doggie jizz spurted from the tip of his cock, splashing against Brenda's thighs. Her mouth dropped. "You're... cummingggg! Ohhh, God, you're cumminggg!"
Luthor jabbed anxiously through his mistress's jerking fingers. The first stringy load was quickly followed by another, then another, blending into a squirting river of endless cum that saturated Brenda's smooth flesh.
"Ohhh, yesss!" Brenda cried in pleasure. "Ohhh!" She wallowed in the warmth of his cum. Her eyes watched it squirt. Everything was happening in slow motion: cum squirting from the tip of his prick; splashing globs hitting her sizzling flesh; hot burning sensations spreading through her body.
Luthor jerked on his side, fangs bared, eyes rolling, whites glistening bright, laced with red. Front paws clawed, back paws twitched. He yelped, whined, lifted his head, then dropped it back with a thud as Brenda's fingers sapped him of everything but the strength to cum.
Brenda's hand flew up and down the length of his exploding prick. She marveled at each hot juicy squirt. She gasped as the fiery globs splattered against her body. "Ohhh, Luthor. Luthor!" She was amazed with the deluge of doggie jizz that continued to spout from the tip of his pointed prick. "Jesus!"
Luthor yelped, his balls drained, his prick dribbling the last few precious drops instead of squirting them all over Brenda. He twisted, his tongue slapping out over his spent prick and Brenda's fingers.
The touch startled Brenda, snapping the child out of her lust-induced stupor for the moment. She pulled her hand away, then gasped as Luthor tended to his sore cock with the tip of his tongue.
"Oooo, Luthor," she sighed. Her gaze fell to her own body. She was soaked in doggie jizz. Jism covered her belly and stained her panties. She looked back at Luthor who was still diligently licking his shrunken prick. She wanted his tongue, needed it to put out the raging fire in her virgin pussy.
CHAPTER THREE
She threw herself back on the floor and writhed in agony as she tore at her panties, tossing them away once she got them off her twisting hot body. She grappled with her bra, finally freeing the soft mounds of budding tit meat.
"Luthor! Luthor! Lick meeee!" She rubbed the hot thick sticky doggie cum into her flesh and twisted in fiery bliss on the floor. "Lick meee!"
Luthor ignored his young mistress. He was too busy cleaning his spent prick. He licked his cock, his tongue slapping lazily over the pointed tip as his prick began to shrink slowly back into its sheath.
Brenda was desperate. She churned her hips in frantic circles, moaning and working the hot doggie cum into her sizzling flesh. "You better," she threatened. "Lick me, or I'll never touch you again." She humped her ass violently up and down on the floor.
The noise of Brenda's ass banging on the floor drew Luthor's attention from his now hidden cock. He lifted his head, looked at his writhing mistress, his gaze darting to the red oozing gash of her virgin pussy. His nose picked up the heady scent. He whined, crawling and squiggling excitedly between her outstretched legs.
Brenda felt the hairy animal's fur against her burning flesh. She jerked and twisted on the floor. "Lick meee!" She humped, dragged her hands down her body, parted the folds of her virgin cunt. "Lick meee!" Fuck juice coated her fingers as she tried to entice the dog to satisfy her urgent need to cum.
Luthor whimpered, the strong erotic scent of his mistress' oozing cunt burning into his brain. He slapped his tongue over her thigh.
Brenda went wild. "Yeahhhh!" Brenda squealed. The touch caused an explosion at the base of her skull. "Luthor!"
The giant Dane licked, enjoying the taste of her cream-drenched thighs. He whimpered, getting close to the source of all the delicious fuck juice--Brenda's virgin pussy.
"God, Luthor," she pleaded, her body on fire, her head spinning under a barrage of sexual stimulation she had never before encountered. "Lick me, you damn fuckin' dog!"
Luthor was reacting to his teenage mistress' lust. He slapped his tongue Out again. This time it brushed quickly over her inflamed pussy. Warm sticky pussy cream clung to his tongue.
Brenda went berserk. The contact had her flying on a cloud of passion. "Again! Again!"
The taste was good and Luthor had every intention of licking his mistress and enjoying this new and delectable meal of pussy meat. His tongue flashed out and slapped noisily over her pussy--up from the crack of her jiggling ass, through the virgin slot of her cunt, over her hard pulsing clit.
"Ohhh, Luthor. Don't stop!" She was delirious with joy. Luthor was licking her and it was fantastic. She rocked her slim hips, her ass cheeks rubbing into the carpet. Pussy juices oozed from her cunt. "Ooooo, yeahhhh!"
Luthor licked, frothy pussy juice clinging to his tongue, coating his jowls. His tongue lashed over her clit, sending the sizzling child into a screaming fit. Her shrieking voice prickled his ears and he whined.
Brenda cried out, her head twisting on her shoulders, eyes glowing with the fires Luthor's tongue was creating in her virgin pussy. "Ooooo, Luthor!" She kept her fingers on her pussy, holding her cuntlips apart. "My hole! My hole!" In her exuberance, she forgot about the thin cherry skin that would keep her pet from devastating her pussy.
Cream gushed from her cunthole, flooding Luthor's flared nostrils. He snorted, yanked his head away. Growling low, he returned to his mistress' pussy of flowing warm cream. He pressed his snout flush against her puffy folds, juice gushing over his muzzle.
"Aghhhh!" Brenda screamed, arching her back and mashing her pussy against his hard head. "Oohh, Christ!"
She bucked, twisted, mouth open, gasping cries gurgling in her throat.
"Your tongue! Tongue meee!"
Luthor snarled against her crotch. His tongue invaded the entrance to her virgin pussy. It hit her cherry skin. He didn't understand. He lapped her puffy cunt, his tongue going in and out of the entrance. She was delicious. a new and exciting meal of succulent juice and tender meat.
Brenda's face glowed. Her tongue flicked out over her lips. She ground her pussy into her pet's hard snout. The frenzied thrust sent a hot flash through her body. "Unnnn!"
Luthor was becoming annoyed with his mistress. Her hard thrusting jabs into his snout agitated him. He growled, used his teeth, latching onto the folds of her sensitive pussy. He shook his head, and cream gushed from her pussy, drenching him.
Brenda slapped her legs up and down. Her ass jiggled. Hot flashes tore through her pussy, one after the other until they blended into one long fiery sensation. Her head lifted. Green glazed eyes stared in sexual wonder at her giant Dane between her legs. His head was buried between her thighs. His tongue was whipping over her pussy. She felt his teeth. It was all she could take.
Her head dropped back on the floor. It hit hard. One violent orgasm tore through her pussy. She went insane. "I'm cumminggg! Jesus Christ! I'm cumminggg!"
It was astounding. She was creaming her pet--a dog! Her own dog! It blew her mind. Hot buttery pussy cum flowed from her virgin cunthole, drowning the Great Dane in its bubbling warmth. He growled, his young mistress' wild frantic gyrations driving him crazy. His teeth found the hard throbbing piece of ditty flesh. He nipped it, driving Brenda higher into her stormy orgasm.
Gasping breaths caught in her throat, coming out jagged and raspy. "You're... you're... biting meee!" It was heaven. "Oooo, Luthor!" Never before had she experienced such joy or intensity when she climaxed. Her fingers and the small pleasure they had given her paled in comparison to her animal's licking tongue and snipping teeth.
Luthor was enjoying her hard throbbing clit. He chewed it, then snarled and shook his massive head from side to side, his teeth holding it prisoner. Bubbling cum drenched his snout. He refused to release her clit.
Brenda's back stiffened. She pounded her tiny fists into the carpet. Her hips rolled in jerky twits. Her small tits felt as if they were going to burst.
"I can't stop," she shrieked. She mauled her thrashing writhing body with her hands. Her red hair splashed over her contorting face. "I'm creaminggg!"
From the hot boiling depths of her pulsing virgin cunt more cum gushed out, flowing into Luthor's mouth. He attacked her blood-engorged clit with his teeth, and her bucking and twisting movements agitated the beast further. He used both tongue and teeth, invading, chewing, treating the child to all the pleasures of his mouth.
His teeth were fantastic, his tongue like a worming snake. Together they took the screaming twisting teenager from one plateau of emotion to another, from one orgasm to another.
Her hips became a blur as she ground her clit into his teeth. "Aghhhh!" One hard thrusting stab almost ripped her clit from her body. "Aghhhh!"
Sudsy froth flowed from her cunt in a final gush. She collapsed back on the floor. Panting, she squirmed away from him, whimpering as his teeth snipped her clit. She pulled back.
"Ooooo, Luthor," she sighed, looking at her pet Dane as he licked the cream of her virgin pussy from his rubbery jowls. "You're so wonderful!" She threw her arms around his thick neck and squeezed him. "So wonderful!"
CHAPTER FOUR
"Where are you going now?" Brenda's mother asked while putting away the groceries.
Brenda stopped at the kitchen door, Luthor beside her. "I'm going to take him out for a walk." After taking Luthor's chain off the hook, she clipped it onto his collar. She gave him a reassuring pet on the head.
"Just be home in time for dinner," Mrs. Scott said, giving her daughter a stern look.
"I will, Mom." Brenda rushed outside, the screen door slamming behind her and Luthor. The summer breeze felt good against her bare legs. Her small tits rubbed the material of her halter. No bra. No panties. She was dressed like her new friend, Irene. For the first time in her life, she felt like a woman. She couldn't wait to get to Irene's to tell her what had happened.
As she went down the street, her Great Dane scampering happily ahead of her, Brenda noticed a car slowing down. A boy popped his head out of the window and whistled.
The car stopped. The boy was grinning widely. "Hi, sexy. Wanna go for a ride?"
Brenda stopped dead in her tracks, her hand clutching Luthor's chain. Cheeks flushing, she was caught in a mixture of emotions--surprise, shock, joy. This was the first time anything like this had ever happened to her.
She gave the boy a second glance and a big smile. She thought he looked around eighteen. "Well, are you coming for a ride?" He ogled her openly. He eyed her small tits which pressed erotically into her thin summer halter.
"I don't take rides with strangers," Brenda said curtly. She glanced down at Luthor who was patiently seated by her side.
The boy gave Brenda a malicious grin. "You keep walking the streets like that, you're gonna get raped."
"Not while I got my dog with me," she said sharply and with satisfaction. With an exaggerated motion, she bent down and patted Luthor's powerful flank.
"Good, boy," she said to her dog. It was for the rude boy's benefit.
Luthor glanced up with his round soft brown eyes and gave a bark. Brenda smiled.
The driver gunned the motor loudly, ripped it into gear, and lurched forward with an annoying squeal of the back tires.
Brenda laughed and waved at the boy who was still hanging out the window. Standing there, she watched the car speed out of sight. "C'mon, boy, let's go tell Irene what just happened."
Standing on the porch, Brenda rapped softly on Irene's door. She hoped Irene was home, and she was relieved when the door opened.
Irene's beautiful face brightened. "Hi, Brenda. I didn't expect to see you so soon. C'mon in." The woman held the door open and stepped aside.
Inside, Brenda unhooked Luthor's leash. "Go on, boy." She gave him a soft pat on the rump.
At once, Luthor scampered off in search of Lady.
"Where's Lady?" Brenda asked, seeing Luthor run aimlessly down the corridor that led to another part of the house.
"Visiting a friend of mine," Irene replied. Smiling hotly, she plopped herself down on the couch. She crossed her legs, her robe parting and exposing her slender smooth calf. Irene noticed the way Brenda was dressed. "You look different."
"I am," Brenda said proudly. "See--no bra. No panties either."
"Pretty sexy," the raven-haired beauty mewled. Her piercing black eyes feasted on the delicate morsel standing before her. Her tongue passed across her moist lips. Her pussy began to pulse. She began to entertain thoughts of what she could do with the nubile teenager. "As a matter of fact, very sexy."
"Yeah, I know. A couple of boys tried to pick me up on the way over here. They were older too," the proud teenager bragged, "and had a car."
Irene's eyebrows arched. "I'm impressed. How come you didn't go with them?"
"I wanted to come over and tell you what I did with Luthor this morning."
"I'm all ears," Irene said, squirming on the couch, her robe opening farther, revealing more thigh. Her tits, ripe and firm, were totally exposed except for the nipples. Irene took a deep breath, purposely making her tits bulge.
Wide-eyed, Brenda ogled the seductive woman. She remembered earlier when Irene was sprawled out naked on the floor, her dog, Lady, lapping at her juicy cunt.
"Well, tell me," Irene pressed, eager to hear all the hot titillating details.
"I let Luthor lick my pussy until I creamed." She smiled dreamily at him as he loped sadly into the room after not being able to find Lady.
"Did you like it?"
"Mmmmm, Christ, I loved it! It was the best orgasm I ever had. So strong... " Biting her bottom lip, Brenda stopped the sentence midway.
Irene noticed the child's hesitation. "Go on, Brenda, you're keeping something from me. I want to hear it all."
"I know it would have--" She paused, mustering up courage to continue. "It would have felt much better if Luthor had been able to get his tongue all the way inside my pussy."
Irene smiled knowingly. "Maybe we can do something about your cherry sometime."
"Oh, I couldn't do that," Brenda whispered softly. Knowing it would only be a matter of time before Brenda would willingly give up her cherry, Irene dropped the subject. "Did you see Luthor's cock?"
"Did I! Wow! I was holding it in my hand," she said brazenly, "and jerked him off. He creamed all over me." Brenda was growing hotter. The memory of his hard prick rushed back to her. "Unnnn... "
Seeing the growing passion in the child's sparkling green eyes, Irene became further aroused. Passion boiled beneath her calm facade. "You saw me naked this morning," the woman mewled, keeping her voice even, hiding her growing lust. "How about letting me see you without your clothes?"
A gasp escaped Brenda's throat. The idea boggled her brain. She stood speechless.
"I hope your silence means you'll do it. I'd really like to see what you look like." Irene's contracting pussy was seeping juice. Her robe was dampened with buttery pussy juice. She squirmed on the couch again. Too hot to refuse, the teenager nodded. Wordlessly, she began to undress. The skimpy halter came first. Goose bumps dotted her smooth creamy skin.
"They're not as big as yours," Brenda said, pouting jealously.
"They're beautiful," Irene gasped hoarsely. Her mouth watered for a taste of the pulpy tit mounds. "Take off your shorts," she urged.
Brenda's breath whooshed out, her fumbling fingers at her shorts. The zipper came down. The sound rang in the teenager's ears. Reddish-brown pussy hair became visible to Irene's steady gaze.
"I'm nervous," Brenda sighed, pushing the shorts down her slim hips. Denim formed a puddle at her ankles. Under Irene's sizzling stare, Brenda's legs weakened. "Ohhhh... I feel so funny... "
"You're gorgeous, Brenda." This time, Irene couldn't keep the lust out of her voice. Her breath quickened. She stared at the child's slim hips, lush thighs, and triangle of soft pussy hair. "Would you like me to take off my robe?" Irene asked the quivering child.
Spellbound, the teenager agreed. Irene stood, and the robe slipped off her shoulders. The woman's lush mature figure was brazenly on display for Brenda's delight.
The teenager was struck with wonder. She couldn't keep her eyes off the woman's body--perfect, sinuous, tall. The child was dazed. It was all coming at her so fast.
Irene looked at the lithe child standing in front of her. "Have you ever thought about sucking tittie meat?" Her nipples swelled.
Brenda's eyes focused on the large pulpy meat of Irene's tits. She wanted to suck them, to feel the rosy nipples in her mouth, to savor the ripe creamy flesh. "Can I?"
"I'd love to feel your mouth on my tits." She walked to the child, tits cupped in her hands. She lifted them, presenting the horny teenager with twin fleshy globes of tittie meat. "Lick me, Brenda."
Brenda's mouth opened. Soft pockets of air rushed out with each jagged breath she took. She stared at Irene's tits. Her hands came up, touched, then caressed the white milky skin.
"They're so beautiful," she sighed breathlessly. "So big!" She squeezed the plump globes as Irene took her hands away. Her tits were heavy, swollen with passion. Brenda lowered her head, brought one large puffy nipple to her lips.
"Ahhhhh," Irene panted as Brenda's lips touched her nipple. "In your mouth. Suck it." She swayed in place, waited anxiously for the shy young girl to shed her inhibitions and dine on the pulpy meat of her tits.
Brenda opened her mouth and enveloped Irene's swollen nipple, sucking hard.
Irene gasped, ran her fingers through the thick red curls of the shy hungry child. "Ooo, Brenda. Brenda! Oooooo."
Brenda, a full head shorter than the luscious woman, buried her face between the twin mounds of her creamy tits. It was fantastic.
Her arms circled Irene's body. Brenda hugged her, feasting on the abundant meat of the woman's tits. Irene's cunt contracted. She crushed the child to her, ground her body into hers. She suffocated Brenda in the massive flesh of her tits. "I'm creaming! Creaming my fuckin' pussy!"
Slowly, their legs no longer able to support them, they melted to the floor, a heap of sizzling flesh. Their legs and arms were tangled, their mouths laboring on each other's warm naked flesh. Their whimpering cries blended as they twisted hotly in each other's arms.
Gasping, her body in flames, Irene eased out of the child's clinging arms. "Ohhhhh, baby, this is going to be so wonderful. So wonderful." Irene looked down into the child's flushed and excited face. "You look so delicious, I want to eat you up."
Brenda panted, stared up into Irene's beautiful face. Her eyes lowered to Irene's tits dangling like heavy weights. "Let me lick you first." She was trembling, craving to taste once again Irene's plump meaty tits. "Please."
She brought her hands up, squeezed Irene's tits, tugging, yanking, wanting them in her open mouth.
The teenager was not to be denied. Irene succumbed. She lowered her tits to Brenda's flicking tongue. "Ooooh! Yesssss." She straddled the child and slapped both fleshy tits across Brenda's face.
"Mmmmm, I like it!" Brenda giggled, her passion erasing her shyness. She lifted her head, grabbing a nipple with her teeth.
"Unnnn," Irene gasped, feeling the sharpness of the child's teeth. "You're biting me!" She slapped her tits harder across Brenda's face.
Brenda went wild. She chomped, reveling in the erotic game. "It's like bobbing for apples."
Irene laughed and tossed her head back. "A lot nicer than apples." She pulled back, denying Brenda her tits.
"Noooo," Brenda pouted. "Let me suck 'em!"
Irene ignored the pouting girl, brought her face close and kissed her. Her lips fused with Brenda's, tongue snaking into the child's surprised mouth, exploring, tormenting, plunging into her throat.
Brenda was floating on a cloud. She circled Irene's back with her arms, threw her legs around her and held on, sucking Irene's delicious invading tongue.
Irene was surprised by the child's passion. She rolled, taking the child with her. She held the squirming girl tight, both on their sides, flesh locked to flesh. Her leg slipped between Brenda's thighs, mashing hard against the girl's virgin pussy. Hot buttery pussy cream bathed her skin. "You're on fire."
"I know," Brenda whimpered, crushing her body into Irene's. The kiss had been fabulous. Never had she kissed anyone like that. "Kiss me again." She closed her eyes and opened her mouth.
Irene smiled, enjoying her innocence, her exuberance. She flicked her tongue out, slapping it over Brenda's mouth.
Brenda gobbled, trying to capture Irene's elusive tongue. "Don't tease me."
"I'll do what I want," Irene crooned. Her hands slipped down and mauled the small firm cheeks of Brenda's ass. "Anything I want."
"Yeahhhh," Brenda gasped. The contact with Irene's hands on her ass and her gouging thigh welded to her pussy had made her the woman's slave. "Do what you want." She was delirious.
Irene jerked her thigh back and forth along the swollen lips of Brenda's virgin cunt slit. Warm juicy fuck cream soaked her thigh. "You're getting me all wet."
Brenda was too hot to speak. She moaned, green eyes floating loosely in their sockets. "Unnnn."
She jerked her hips, jammed her pussy against Irene's thigh. Spasms ripped through her untouched cunt, raced up her spine, exploded behind her eyes. It was like the Fourth of July. "I... think... I'm gonna cummmm!"
"Yes, my hot little virgin. Cream my thigh. Get me wet with your cum." She held the trembling child tight, felt her shake in her arms. "Cum, baby. Cum!"
Brenda went into convulsions. Hot fiery flames licked at the deep spongy walls of her virgin pussy. She mashed her cunt into Irene's thigh, smashed her tits into the soft pillowy softness of Irene's huge tit globes. "I'm... " She couldn't believe it. "I'm cumming!"
Racking orgasms tore through Brenda's body. She trembled, her body on fire, her pussy gushing warm pussy cum out over Irene's thigh. She held the woman tight, humped her hips, grinding, mashing her exploding pussy against Irene's flesh.
"Baby, baby," Irene soothed, her own pussy reacting to the tremendous orgasm of the inexperienced child. "Ooooo, sweet little virgin."
Brenda rocked, her face fused to the crook of Irene's neck. She held tight, humping and twisting. Her cries of joy were muffled. Her young lithe body froze, then twitched spastically as her orgasm swept through her and left as quickly as it had come.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Brenda gasped, still squirming in Irene's arms. "I don't know what happened. It was so quick. God! Everything is so new, so wonderful."
"There's lots more," Irene said, enjoying the warmth of Brenda's pussy cum on her thigh.
She slipped her leg from between Brenda's thighs. She caressed the teenager's silky skin, moved her hand over her small mounds of pulpy tit meat, down her belly and over her slim hips. She ran a finger through the gooey ooze of Brenda's cunt.
Brenda sighed and quivered. The room reeked of passion. The scent of both turned-on pussies permeated the air. It filled Brenda's head, made it spin. "Let me touch you."
"You mean my pussy?" Irene was thrilled with the child's desire to sample all the joys of sex.
"Yesss," Brenda panted. "Your pussy. I wanna touch it." She scrambled out of Irene's arms.
Irene lay back, legs spread, arms outstretched, her body available to the teenager. "Do whatever you want. I enjoy anything sexual."
Brenda swooned. She ogled the beautiful woman. Her mind reeled. She didn't know where to start first.
Irene sensed the girl's dilemma. "Why not work from my neck down."
Brenda nodded. She brought her wet hungry mouth to Irene's throat. Her tongue flicked out, swiping down the smooth white skin. Over Irene's smooth creamy shoulders, she traced a wet sizzling path with her tongue until she reached the rich firm flesh of Irene's abundant tits. She let herself go, throwing herself mindlessly into the task of gobbling and sucking each large gorgeous tit globe.
"Oooo, Brenda," Irene gasped as the exuberant child devoured each of her jiggling tits with unabashed pleasure. "Ooo, bite the nipples. Unnnn."
Brenda followed the more experienced woman's advice. She nipped, chewed, finding the bullet tip. Her teeth gnawed at the rubbery tip, sending Irene into squealing bliss. It thrilled her to give pleasure to her new friend. She went wild, turning each tit into a mass of red glistening flesh.
"No more," Irene moaned. She pushed at the child, shoving her away from her over sensitive tits. "My pussy. Go down to my pussy."
Brenda caught in the grip of passion, moved her frantic mouth from the chewed-up tits down along Irene's rib cage to the sexy indentation of her belly button. She swirled her tongue in the hole and filled it with spit. Her hands roamed freely, sampling the exquisite flesh of the older woman.
Irene rocked her hips back and forth. She looked mistily up at the ceiling, her dark flashing eyes filmed over with a coating of lust. "My pussy," she panted. "Lick my pussy." The child had turned her on more than she had thought was possible. "Mmmm, Brenda. My pussy."
Brenda, anxious to taste and enjoy all of Irene's body ignored the woman's pleas. She chewed down to Irene's rocking hips. Chewed and sucked, turning the flesh to a bright pink. "Not yet," she whispered.
"Ohhhh, you little bitch," Irene moaned. "You're tormenting me!" She loved it, and hoped the child would continue to tease her.
She gazed at the thick patch of Irene's cunt hair. A shiver sped down her spine and ignited a fire in her pussy. She fought her desire to swoop down and devour the pungent cunt, sopping wet with delicious pussy juice.
"I'm gonna lick your thighs first," Brenda said huskily. "Then I'll eat your pussy."
"Hurry," Irene groaned. "Before I force you to suck me out."
Brenda was deliriously happy. She licked the smooth moist flesh of Irene's inner thigh, tasting for the first time, the juices of another pussy. It aroused her, thrilled her, and the need to eat out Irene's cunt grew stronger by the second.
"Unnnnn, Brenda," Irene gasped. She humped her ass up from the floor, tempting the child. She brought her hands down over her hot burning flesh. She found the puffy folds of her cunt and spread them, exposed the ripe red gash of her pussy hole. "Look at it. Look at my cunt!"
Irene's words were a command the teenager couldn't ignore. She stopped lapping her tongue over Irene's thighs and gaped in awe at the red puffy gash of Irene's pussy. Her breath caught in her throat. Her cunt looked delicious, erotic. "Oh, Christ." She felt dizzy.
"Lick it, my horny virgin. Taste my pussy."
Brenda was spellbound. She dropped between Irene's parted legs. Pussy aroma attacked her brain. Her flesh tingled. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the glorious cunt gash. "It's... " she couldn't find words to describe it.
"It's ready to be sucked," Irene said. "Stop looking and put your mouth against me." She wriggled her hips, and warm milky fuck cream oozed from the dark inner pussy slot, down her crack to the cheeks of her ass. "Eat it, Brenda. Taste your first pussy."
One last look, then Brenda succumbed. She plastered her mouth greedily against the red sopping gash of Irene's bubbling cunt.
"Agllllll!" Irene squealed as the child's lips fused to her pussy. "Aghhhh!"
Brenda was overwhelmed. The scent, the taste overpowered her. Her hands skimmed over Irene's full hips, clamped tight to the yielding flesh. Instinctively, her tongue darted out, plunging into the steamy wetness of Irene's boiling vat of pussy cream.
"Jesus Christ!" Irene squealed, thrusting her pussy into the child's face. "Suck meee!"
Brenda absorbed the first wild thrust. She savored the taste, the erotic scent, the velvety texture of Irene's fantastic cunt. Irene's screams penetrated her lust-sopped brain.
"Suck! Suck!" It was a shrill passionate plea.
Brenda came out of her initial shock and catered to Irene's screaming demands. She took a deep hungry suck, dragging the swollen folds of Irene's hot cunt into her mouth. Warm fuck juice oozed into her mouth, over her tongue, lips, and down her chin.
"Yesssss," Irene hissed as the sucking pressure of Brenda's mouth contracted the spongy walls of her pulsating pussy. "Chew! Chew!"
Brenda's teeth tightened, clamping into the puffy folds. She shook her head, fuck cream flowing over her mouth. She sucked and chewed, excited by the pleasure she was giving Irene.
Irene thrashed, her insides feeling as if they were being sucked from her pussy hole.
"Ooo, Brenda!" Her hips rocked, her ass humped, and her tits bounced wildly. "More, baby! Chew me up!"
Brenda obliged the horny screaming woman. She chewed the puffy folds of Irene's cunt, sucked them into her mouth, and reamed her tongue into the cushiony softness of Irene's oozing cunthole. Pussy muscles, pulsing and hot, tried to capture Brenda's tongue.
Irene writhed on the floor, tits flopping on her chest as she gasped ragged pockets of air into her lungs between whimpering cries of joy. "Yessssss! Yesssssss!"
Brenda, overwhelmed by Irene's passion, by the taste of her cunt and by her own power to create lust in her, went insane. She gobbled, chewed, sucked--loud slurping sucks that extracted stringy globs of warm milky pussy cream. It drenched her face.
"Make me cummmmm! Make meee... cummmmmm!" The child was destroying her, giving her pleasure she had never expected. Make meeeee... " She arched her back, a spasm tearing through her pussy like a bolt of lightning.
Brenda tongued the hot scalding depths of Irene's cunt. She explored Irene's pussy hole, marveling at the flow of fuck juice, at the throbbing muscles and exotic texture of Irene's pussy. She whipped her tongue over Irene's clit. Irene's howls of pleasure delighted her, made her feel grown up.
"Bite! Bite my clit!" Irene raked her nails down to her own pussy, scratched the sensitive folds, exposed her clit. "Bite!" She humped, thrashed, grinding her pussy into Brenda's face.
Brenda attacked the vulnerable sex button with a vengeance. She gobbled Irene's clit between her teeth and chewed. Hard nipping snips into the blood-engorged clit had Irene screaming in hysterics.
"Suck! Suck!" Irene screeched.
Brenda sucked, almost tearing the clit from Irene's gyrating body. She slashed her tongue over the tip, still gnawing it with her teeth.
Irene went into contortions, her hips rotating in a tight frantic circle. Her dark flashing eyes rolled, then fixed on the ceiling as it seemed to fade in and out of focus. "I'm there, my hot sucking little bitch. I'm going to soak your shittin' face!"
Delirious, she climbed to the top of her orgasm, hovered for what seemed like an eternity. She lifted her head and gazed down at the child between her thighs dining on her pussy. "Agghhhh!"
Brenda, hearing the piercing scream, sank her teeth into Irene's clit. It was the final assault. Irene exploded, and Brenda was caught in the midst of the storm.
"I'm... cumming!" Squealing shrieks rushed from her throat. "I'm creaming!"
Cum flooded Brenda's mouth, clogged her nose, gushed down her throat. Gooey pussy cream washed her face, drenched her chin and neck. She fused her mouth to Irene's clit and took the woman higher.
"Harder! Oooo, yeahhhhh!"
Brenda was an obedient slave, a slave who wanted to learn and give as much pleasure as possible. She used her tongue, her lips, her teeth, and her suction power, treating Irene to an exquisite orgasm.
Irene's back bowed, she drew her legs up, feet flat. She slammed her thighs together, capturing Brenda's head, mashing her cunt into Brenda's face with twisting thrusts, wild jerking stabs. Hot cum flooded her cunt hole, gushed out, creamed the child with its froth.
Brenda thought she was going to die, thought she was going to drown in Irene's river of pussy cream or suffocate between her thighs. She struggled in vain, then gave up and continued to devastate Irene's pussy with every ounce of strength she possessed.
"I'm still cumming!" she screamed, not believing an inexperienced child could keep her floating in bliss for so long.
"Ohhhhh, Jesus Christ!" Her eyes disappeared, the shiny whites appeared, then floated back into her skull. She snapped her head from side to side. Thick black strands of hair whipped over her flushed contorted face like silken whips.
Brenda held her teeth imbedded in Irene's clit. Irene's thrashing twisting body did the rest. With her mouth glued to Irene's cunt. Brenda sensed in the frenzied movements against her mouth that Irene had reached the peak and was coming down. She didn't relinquish her hold on Irene's clit, riding with her to the gasping end.
"Aghlllll!" It was a ragged gurgling scream that escaped from Irene's throat.
"No... more!" She twisted, needed to be free of the destructive forces of the child's overactive mouth. "Nooooo, more!"
Brenda pulled her mouth off Irene's pussy, panting, swallowing the warm fuck juice in her mouth. "Did you like it?"
"It was fabulous, baby. Absolutely fabulous."
CHAPTER FIVE
Irene stroked her fingers through Brenda's red hair as the child rested her head on her thigh. "You're so good with your tongue," she said softly. "It's been ages since I've creamed like that."
Brenda's self-esteem rose three points. She was feeling more and more like a woman instead of a dumb teenager. She hugged Irene, her round teenage ass on display, her ass cheeks facing Luthor. She wriggled, licking her lips, savoring the tangy taste of Irene's pussy again. "God, you taste so good."
"There's a lot of other things that taste as good if not better," Irene said cryptically.
"What?" Brenda asked curiously.
"You'll learn in time." She glanced over, spotted Luthor, and grinned. The taste of a doggie cock and the hot churning cum from his balls were a treat she hoped to share with Brenda before the afternoon was over.
As if on cue, Luthor pulled himself up on his long powerful legs and padded over to his young mistress. He plopped down again, his head inches from Brenda's ass. His nose picked up the hot bubbling scent of her turned-on pussy. One long swipe of his tongue slipped through her ass crack and dipped between her thighs. He slapped his tongue through Brenda's gash again, lapping at the oozing juice of her pussy.
"Oooo, God, Irene. He's licking me again!" She giggled. "He's horny like me."
"Maybe you should do something about it," Irene suggested.
"Like what?" She was enjoying the lazy lapping slaps of her dog's wet tongue. "I jerked him off already."
The opportunity presented itself earlier than Irene had thought. "Sucking him off like you did me."
Brenda lifted her head, surprised, and just a little shocked. "You teasing me?"
"I won't tease you," Irene assured her. "You ate me, right?"
"Loved it too." Brenda grinned sheepishly.
"Luthor licked you, right?" Irene continued.
"Yeah, but... " She swallowed a lump forming in her throat. The idea was erotic, appealing, but at the same time she shuddered at the thought of putting Luthor's long red cock into her mouth.
Irene eased out of Brenda's hugging arms. "You can't deprive your dog of pleasure." She petted Luthor's long back, behind his ears and under his neck. "Nice doggie. Nice horny doggie."
Brenda stared, first at Luthor, then Irene. A shiver tingled through her body. "You'd really eat his cock?" She was awed.
"Mmmmm, anytime I can," Irene purred. "Doggie cock is delicious, more delicious than pussy. The cum... oooo... it's scrumptious."
Brenda's mouth was beginning to water. Her gaze dropped and spotted Luthor's prick peeking out. "He's getting hard," she sighed.
Irene rubbed her naked body against the animal. "It's because he wants his cock sucked, isn't it, poochie?"
Luthor whined, slapped his tongue over Irene's face. He squirmed on his ass. The passion and scent of ripe pussy in the air agitated him, made his balls ache. He whipped his tongue over Irene's face again.
"Mmmmm, I know he wants it." Irene reached down, stroked his soft belly, flicked her fingertip over his pointed red sticky tip. "You want me to suck your cock, Luthor?"
Luthor yelped.
Brenda looked down, saw Irene's massaging hand. "It feels good holding his cock, doesn't it?"
"It feels better in your mouth," Irene said, "and even better up your pussy." It was time to let the child know all about the fantastic things Luthor could do to keep her happy. "Luthor is a pleasure machine just for you. He can fuck, lick, chew, and you can do the same to him."
Brenda was overwhelmed, dizzy with the images Irene's words provoked in her imaginative mind. "Ooo, I'd be afraid to let him fuck me." She caught her breath. "It would hurt too much."
Irene smiled. The idea had been planted in the child's mind. It wouldn't be long, not if she was any judge of sexual emotions and curiosity. "Just think about it, Brenda," she soothed, her voice hypnotic. "His cock is a whole world of pleasure."
Irene eased the giant Dane onto his side. "Look at his cock. Don't it just make you wanna gobble it up?"
Brenda looked and was fascinated, remembered the hot burning cum squirting from his tip. She wasn't ready. She looked at Irene. "You suck his cock." She wanted to see it done.
"I intend to," Irene said. "I'm going to teach you how to eat doggie cockmeat."
She slid her hand down the dog's flank, smoothed it over to his balls. "He's full of cum." She took a deep breath.
Brenda gaped and Luthor whimpered. He squirmed on his side, rolled onto his back, puppy like sounds coming from his huge jowls.
"He's anxious," Irene giggled. She stroked his cock sheath, felt the hard knot hidden from view. "You want my mouth, poochie?"
Brenda felt dizzy. "All his cum? It'll squirt in your mouth." She was still amazed, still unsure. "You'll choke."
"I creamed in your mouth," Irene reminded her.
"It's not the same," Brenda said, gawking at Irene's hand manipulating the dog's cock sheath, exposing hard red thick cockmeat with her deft fingers. "He squirts it hard. You'll gag."
"You'll learn to love it," Irene said, turning the dog into a whining agitated mass of horny flesh. "When it squirts, it goes down so easy." She stared at his prick.
Brenda looked too. His prick stuck out a mile, hard, red and throbbing, ready for action.
"He's ready to be sucked," Irene said. "Watch me and learn. Maybe some night when you're home, you might want to try it yourself."
"I don't think so," Brenda whispered, remembering the spurting cum shooting from the tip of his cock like a broken water main.
Irene sighed. "Watch me." She squiggled down and flicked her tongue out, swiping it across the seeping tip of Luthor's cock.
Luthor yelped and jabbed his rump, jamming the tip of his prick into Irene's teeth. Re yelped again.
"He's real anxious," Irene said, lifting her head. "God, he's gonna go crazy in a minute." She angled her body so Brenda could watch. She slipped her tongue out as far as possible and slithered up and down the length of Luthor's prick. "You see that?"
"Ooooo, shit," Brenda gasped. She rocked back and forth as she sat on her ass, legs crossed yogi fashion. "Do it again." She was as anxious as Luthor.
Irene was more than willing to oblige the horny child. She licked her flicking tongue over his cock, his hairy balls, then back up to the pointed tip. Opening her mouth, she slipped the tip of his cock between her lips and sucked.
Luthor yelped, his balls churning. His rump jerked and he rolled to his side, fucking his cock into the eager wetness of Irene's hot sucking mouth. His thick neck stretched, and his front paws dug into the carpet.
Brenda's eyes bulged. Irene's mouth was devouring Luthor's cock. "Ohhh, Irene. Oooo, shit." Brenda touched Irene, saw her face stuffed with doggie cock.
Irene dined on the beast, sucking, chewing, treating him to a fantastic blow-job and at the same time showing Brenda how much fun sucking cock could be. With hard sucks, she gulped while Luthor fucked her throat with a flurry of frantic jabs.
Luthor clawed at the carpet, trying to set his paws into the nap. It was impossible. He jammed hard, his cock fucking into the tightness of Irene's throat. He yelped, humped his back and felt Irene's gobbling mouth as her teeth scraped against his exposed cockshaft.
Brenda was hypnotized by it all. She swooned, her own throat reacting as if Luthor's cock were fucking her. She thought about how his cock had felt in her hand, and she shivered, experiencing the same feelings in her throat even though Irene was the one sucking his cock. She knew it wouldn't be long before she got up enough courage to take her pet Dane's prick into her mouth.
Irene was sucking hard, Luthor's balls whacking into her chin. She kept her body twisted, making sure Brenda wouldn't miss a thing once the giant dog began to cum and squirt her full of hot jizz.
Luthor howled, his balls ready to explode. His long powerful body went into twisting gyrations. He squirmed and twisted on his side, his hind legs spread, his cock fucking Irene's gullet with quick hard rapid thrusts.
Brenda saw the whites of Luthor's eyes, saw the rubbery jowls drawing back, quivering while his shiny fangs gleamed. Re looked like a monster as he thrashed on his side. Reflex action brought her hand down to her own pussy. She stroked her cunt frantically in rhythm to the fucking thrusts of her Great Dane.
Irene gnawed hungrily on his fucking cock. She sucked, then lashed her tongue over his fucking prick. Sucking deep, cheeks drawn in, she clamped her teeth sadistically into the stone-hard muscle of his fucking prick. She clawed his flank, sought out his heavy balls which were churning with doggie jizz. Irene milked them in her hand using gentle massaging fingers.
Luthor howled, his balls swelling. His pointed ears drew back, flat against his hard skull. His tongue, red and dripping spit, drooped from his mouth. His powerful body picked up speed for the final assault on Irene's mouth. "Ohhhh, shit," Brenda squealed. "He's... " The words stuck in her throat as if the dog's cock had jammed them back. "Oooo, he's gonna cum!" The words came out in a rush.
Irene knew it, welcomed it. She sucked with lust, her fingers searching, finding his asshole, scratching the wrinkled ass crack.
Luthor howled, fucking erratically into her mouth. Her fingers tortured his asshole. His body coiled, unleashed its fury as his balls rumbled, ready to jettison their hot thick doggie jizz.
Irene was ready. She sucked as Luthor yelped and fucked his cock into her face. She plunged a finger into his asshole. The attack triggered an explosion in Luthor's balls.
Hot cum gushed from his prick, flooding Irene's mouth. It filled her throat, oozed down her gullet. Luthor let out a piercing howl. His rump jerked and twitched in a vain attempt to dislodge the finger that was tormenting him. He yelped again, more thick globs of doggie cum spurting from his pisser and filling Irene's cheeks.
Brenda saw and was astonished. Hot white cum was drooling from Irene's clinging lips. Luthor fucked in and out of her mouth.
"Oooo, God," Brenda gasped. Images of white spurting loads of jism filling Irene's mouth bombarded Brenda's young impressionable mind. She thought of his squirting prick spraying her naked body and all the cum that had drenched her flesh. It was now going into Irene's mouth.
Irene was totally engrossed in devouring Luthor's prick. Great choking lumps of doggie cum splattered the back of her throat, crammed her mouth, oozed from her lips, out her nose. Her face turned red.
Irene met the dog's violence with her own. Pressing her face against his jamming cock, she took his prick deeper, allowing her throat to be fucked at blinding speed.
Luthor growled, teeth bared, spittle drooling. Rump jerking, he fucked his rupturing prick into Irene's throat. He howled again, his balls almost empty. Irene's teeth gnawing his cock and her finger tormenting his asshole were driving him wild. He thrashed on the floor, rolling from his side to his back. His huge hind legs stretched wide apart.
Irene felt the power of the giant dog ebb. She took the attack to him, gobbling his now spent prick with sadistic pleasure. Chewing hard, the woman reamed his asshole, then grabbed his balls. Her fingers milked them until they were aching empty shells.
Luthor screeched loudly, his howling bark bouncing off the walls. His insides churning, he yanked his cock from the gobbling prison of Irene's mouth. He yelped. His tail curled between his legs, he ran from the room.
Irene rolled to her back. Cum dribbled from her mouth. "What did you think of that?"
Brenda was dumbfounded. She stared at the cum on Irene's lips. An urgent need to taste Luthor's cum came over her. Throwing herself into Irene's arms, the teenager crushed her naked body against the woman and plastered her mouth against her cum-stained lips. Brenda sucked and swallowed the cum, then fused her hot flesh to the softness of Irene's supple body.
Irene held the trembling child, swishing doggie cum into Brenda's mouth. Exchanging the sticky goo, they shared it with fervid delight until there was none left.
An hour later, after Irene treated the horny teenager to a cunt-lapping that had Brenda screaming at the top of her lungs, the child dressed to go home.
"Are you coming back?" Irene asked. Still naked and sitting on the floor, Irene breathed deeply. Her tits rose and fell. It had been an exhausting but satisfying afternoon.
"I'll be back," Brenda said. She found Luthor and hooked his chain to his collar. "Luthor and I have a lot to share first."
Irene waved good-bye and rolled over on her belly. A nap would do her a world of good.
Brenda stepped onto Irene's porch. "I'm going to make you the best trained dog in town," she said. "In all ways." She giggled and headed home.
CHAPTER SIX
Brenda walked down the street. Two weeks had gone by, and she felt wonderful. The pleasure of Luthor's tongue had satisfied her completely, and he had not run away once. She smiled down at her pet Dane.
Luthor looked up and barked, his tail wagging furiously. He took three quick steps, then barked again.
"Heel," Brenda commanded.
Luthor obeyed. He was walking without a leash. He yelped and fell in once again by his mistress's side as they walked around to the back of the house.
"You're a good boy, Luthor," she said proudly. She sat down on the back step and pulled playfully on his ears. "A very good boy."
Brenda's mother opened the back door. "I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't have seen for myself."
Brenda swelled with pride. "I told you, Mom. Luthor does everything I tell him."
"I must admit," Mrs. Scott said, "you were right." She shook her head, amazed by the dog's transformation. "He hasn't run away once. You certainly have a way with animals."
Brenda blushed as Luthor tried to snuggle his snout between her legs. She nudged him away.
"You had a phone call while you were out."
"Who was it?" Brenda asked excitedly. She hoped it was Irene. Three times she had stopped by the woman's house but had not found her home.
"Tessy Jordan," her mother replied. "Call her back. I said you would."
Brenda didn't bother to hide her disappointment. "Awwww, okay, Mom."
"It'll do you good seeing your old friends again. You haven't bothered with Tessy, or anyone else since you started training Luthor."
"I'll call," Brenda moaned, getting up.
"It's not good just being with Luthor all the time," her mother added. "Invite Tessy over for the day. She can spend the night like she used to."
Brenda had no intention of inviting Tessy over. Her friends seemed immature now. She felt older. Her sexual experiences made her feel like a woman.
"I'm going into town to meet your father," Mrs. Scott said. "Remember, call Tessy. It'll be nice seeing her around again."
Brenda nodded and went into the house. Luthor trailed happily behind. She climbed the stairs and, after Luthor followed her into the bedroom, she closed and locked the door. Her gaze drifted to the phone. "Tessy," she murmured. "I might as well call her now and get it over with." She was anxious to play with Luthor. All morning her virgin pussy had itched to be licked. Now, with her mother gone, she wanted to get started.
A sly horny smile played at her mouth. Quickly, she stripped off her clothes and threw herself on the bed. Naked, she reached for the phone and dialed her friend's number.
"C'mon, Luthor," she whispered as the phone rang in her ear. "Lick me while I talk to Tessy." She spread her legs wide, her pink pussy gash an open invitation for Luthor.
"Hi, Tessy," Brenda said when her friend answered. Luthor leaped up on the bed. His cold nose sniffed the soles of Brenda's bare feet.
"What the hell have you been doing?" Tessy asked. "Shit, I ain't seen you in months."
"Two weeks," Brenda corrected.
"So? What the hell have you been up to?"
"Training Luthor." Brenda glanced down at her pet Dane as he licked her feet and slobbered doggie drool through her toes.
"Christ! That ain't no damn fun."
Brenda smiled secretly. "It is, if you want it to be. Lots of fun." She shivered as Luthor's tongue slapped over her calves.
"Not as much fun as I've been having," Tessy said, dropping her voice to a conspiratorial whisper.
"Don't bet on it," Brenda giggled, thinking of Luthor and his marvelous cock and tongue. She reached down and pulled on Luthor's collar, wanting him to lick her pussy and stop messing around.
"Is training a dumb dog more fun than losing your cherry?" Tessy said, tingling with excitement.
Brenda's mouth dropped open. She forgot about what Luthor was doing. Her attention was now focused on Tessy and the news. "Who lost their cherry?" she demanded.
There was a long pause. Tessy could hardly contain herself.
"Well?" Brenda insisted. She didn't have time for silly kid games.
"Me." Tessy waited for her friend's reaction.
"You're full of shit," Brenda finally said. "You're too damn chicken to let some guy fuck you. Stop the bullshit."
"I'm not bullshitting," Tessy argued. "It happened two nights ago in Ronny's car."
"Ronny! I don't believe it."
"It's true. Every damn word." Tessy was getting angry.
Brenda bolted up in bed, tits jiggling, face frozen in jealous awe. Somehow, Tessy's tone had made her believe. She gulped. "Tell me about it."
"Is your mother around?" Tessy asked, not wanting her secret to reach the ears of an adult.
"Nah. Mom's out, and I'm on the bed in my room." Brenda grabbed Luthor, pulled him down and began rubbing his belly. "I want to hear every dirty word." She giggled.
Tessy began, "We were parked on the Old Mansion Road, and he started to feel me up. You know how Ronny is."
"I know," Brenda interrupted, remembering. She started getting hot.
"Well this time, I didn't stop him," Tessy continued. "I got so damn fuckin' hot. His hands were driving me crazy."
"Go on," Brenda urged, her pussy beginning to seep as she imagined her friend being played with in the back seat of Ronny's car. "You're turning me on, Tessy. Tell me more."
Holding the phone to her ear, Tessy smiled and continued her story. "When he put his hand under my skirt, my panties were soaked. I was hot when he asked me to take them off, and I couldn't get them off fast enough."
Sighing, Brenda grabbed Luthor's cock-filled sheath and squeezed. The red pointed prick tip peeked out. "Did you see Ronny's cock?" Brenda asked breathlessly, still clutching her Great Dane's hulking cockshaft.
Tessy giggled impishly. "Yeah, he made me take it out of his pants. I was so hot, I couldn't refuse. God, it was as hard as stone!"
Brenda saw that most of Luthor's cock was now exposed. The teenager drooled and tried to concentrate on her conversation with Tessy. "Did it hurt when Ronny put it in?" Brenda asked. Her own pussy contracted in heated jealousy.
"For a minute," Tessy replied. The first piercing stab of Ronny's cock rushed back to her. She swooned, wishing he was with her now. "From then on, Brenda, it was fantastic! I creamed all over his cock and the back seat of his Chevy. He said I was the best piece of ass he ever had," bragged Tessy.
Fuming with jealous lust, Brenda jerked Luthor's prick violently. The dog squirmed, yelped, and nipped her hand. "Damn!"
"What did you say?" Tessy asked.
"Nothing."
Knowing she was getting to her friend, Tessy laid it on thick. "He wants to take me out again, and I can't wait to get his cock inside me. Maybe I'll even suck him off."
"Well, if you want to get a reputation as a tramp, that's your business. I gotta go now," Brenda said snottily, "see ya later."
Without waiting for Tessy's reply, she hung up.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Brenda eyed Luthor's cock and stroked it with the tip of a finger. "I'll bet Ronny's cock isn't as big as yours." Her free hand glided through the folds of her virgin cunt. She was sopping wet. Tessy's story had gotten to her, had made pussy juice seep. A fire was burning inside her.
On wobbly legs, the horny teenager padded naked to the full-length mirror on the closet door. Her passion raged out of control. Her hands swept quickly up her lithe body, caressing and fondling the soft supple flesh. "Oooo, shit," she moaned, hating Tessy. "Shit."
Luthor jumped off the bed, came up behind Brenda, nuzzled his cold nose against her tight ass. Tail wagging, he whimpered. His cock was protruding, hard and aching.
"Eeewww." She shivered. His cold nose sent chilling goose bumps over her smooth skin. She wriggled back, enticing Luthor to lick her ass.
Luthor responded. His long purplish-red tongue sloshed out and swiped over Brenda's ass cheeks. He yipped, then slid his tongue through her parted thighs. A thick coating of pussy cream greeted him.
"Oooo," she moaned, wriggling back. She held onto the closet door, watched her face contort in lust. "You need a cock," she gasped to her reflection. "You need a cock to break your fuckin' cherry." Hips rotating, she reveled in the hot slapping whacks of her dog's tongue. His tongue glided through her puffy cunt folds and up through the crack of her ass, Brenda spread her legs wide, trembled. Her nipples swelled larger as if they were going to split open. Her green eyes glazed over in a filmy sheen. She rubbed her tits into the smooth mirror.
"Ohhhh, God," she moaned.
Knees refused to support her. Her body quivered, melted to the floor. She rolled over on her back, her body vulnerable to Luthor.
The Dane straddled his young panting mistress and slashed his long broad tongue over her flushed face. His prick swung heavily between his powerful legs. His nuts were stuffed full of boiling doggie jism.
Brenda gobbled on his tongue, accepting it willingly into her throat. It gagged her. She bit it, sucked it.
Luthor yelped and yanked his tongue from her greedy mouth. He barked, nipped her shoulders, then nipped her heaving tits. His teeth sank into the hard bullet tips.
"Oooh, you fuckin' prick," she cried. Her gaze drifted to his cock hanging down. His prick looked delicious. "C'mere, you bastard." She grabbed his collar, pulled, twisted as he continued to nip and torment her with his teeth. "I'll make you pay."
Luthor shook his massive head, breaking free of her grip. He barked, then attacked her rocking hips.
"Luthor. Gimme your cock!" She wriggled down under his giant body and grabbed his prick. His cock throbbed in her hand.
Luthor howled, jerked his prick through her fist. His balls slapped against her hand. He twisted his thick neck, licked her face affectionately and whimpered. She was pulling erratically on his hard throbbing boner.
Brenda lifted her head, lips quivering. "Shit on you, Tessy," she gasped. "I got me a real cock to suck."
She touched her lips to Luthor's red pointed doggie prick and gasped. She fell back, shaking like a leaf. The contact had blown her mind.
"Oooo, damn," she sobbed, hysterically hot, needing to do more with her dog now that she had learned about Tessy. "Ohhh, damn."
As the dog licked her face, she grabbed his prick again, determined to eat him and prove to herself she was a woman, a better woman than Tessy could ever hope to be.
Luthor yelped. Her grip was painful. He jerked his rump, fucking his prick through her viselike fingers. He shook, yanked back, unable to free his cock. He was her prisoner.
"I'm gonna eat you," she vowed, mangling the steel-beamed cockshaft. "I'm gonna eat you like Irene showed me."
She pulled on his cock, lifted her head and wrapped her lips around the pointed pricktip.
Luthor whimpered and jammed forward, fucking his cock into Brenda's throat. He pierced her gullet, choking her on his thick cockmeat.
Brenda's eyes bulged. Her head snapped back. Luthor's cock fell out. She rolled from under him, gagging, catching her breath.
"You crazy fuckin' dog," she panted, pulling herself up on her knees, using the giant beast for support. "You could have killed me."
Luthor whined, licked her face. He knew he was being scolded, but didn't understand why. He licked her again, sloshing his tongue over her small tits.
She hugged him. "I'll try again soon," she promised, rubbing her tits into his coat. His hair pricked her skin as she rubbed back against the grain. "Unnnnn," she sighed, finding a new way to get pleasure from her pet. "Eeewww."
She pulled herself to her feet and staggered.
"Christ, I can't stand up." She leaned against the closet door for a second.
Luthor took up where he had left off. He began licking the cheeks of her ass. Brenda's whimpering sighs were his reward. She wasn't angry. He licked diligently up her ass, over her slowly moving hips, then back between her thighs where her pussy juices warmed his tongue.
Her tit flesh squeaked against the mirror. She jammed her ass back, Luthor's tongue hitting her wrinkled ass crack just right. "In, boy. Tongue my asshole."
Luthor's tongue invaded the tight channel of her ass. He reamed deep, not hindered by a cherry skin in this tight delicious fuckhole.
Brenda watched her own face, saw it twist, flush. "Oohh, shit, I'll bet Ronny doesn't ream your asshole, Tessy." She giggled, drunk with lust, egged on by her jealousy.
Luthor wormed his tongue deep. Brenda's wailing moans made his ears flick. He barked, snorted, jabbed his snout between her lush ass cheeks and forced his tongue back in her asshole.
Brenda angled her body, mashing her cunt into the edge of the door. She rode the edge, lights flashing behind her eyes. Bolts of pleasure swept to every part of her turned-on body Luthor's tongue had Brenda squealing with delight. It made the dog happy and his tail wagged. He forgot about the agony burning in his balls like hot molten lava and treated his mistress to all the pleasure he could give her.
With her cunt rubbing along the edge of the door, Brenda remembered why she had stood up in the first place. She wanted to ride Luthor, to rub her pussy into his rough coat the same way she had done to her tits.
She forced herself away from the door, pushed Luthor from her ass. She fought back her lust, getting herself under control. "I'm gonna ride you, fucker," she giggled lewdly. "Ride you till I cream all over your fuckin' back."
Luthor lifted his head, yelped, wagged his tail. His tongue whipped out and over her belly.
"Don't move," she sighed. She grabbed him by the collar, lifted her leg and almost fell.
She laughed, caught her balance and tried again. Succeeding, she straddled his back, her sopping pussy flush against his rough short-haired coat.
"Gonna ride you, Luthor. Ride you like a cowgirl!"
Luthor stood docile, allowing his young horny mistress to do anything she wanted. He braced himself on his powerful long legs as she allowed the weight of her body to press down on his muscled back.
Facing the mirror, Brenda began to glide the juicy slit of her pussy along the length of her animal's back. Backward, it was a smooth delicious ride. Forward, she found a pleasurable pain.
"Ooooo, Christ!" She almost toppled off. The prickling hairs of Luthor's coat were like tiny pin pricks attacking her exposed clit and puffy folds of her oozing pussy. "Ohhh, shit!"
Luthor stood his ground, supporting his horny mistress as she dragged her cunt across his back. He whimpered, agitated by her squeals of pleasure. His tongue hung out, spit dripping off. His tail curled between his legs.
Brenda looked at herself in the mirror. "Oooo, Tessy. You don't have this." She gazed at her tits, jiggling, squashed together as she held tightly to Luthor's collar. "Oh, Luthor! It's fantastic!"
Her green eyes lost focus. Her orgasm was beginning to suck her into its grip.
Luthor sensed his mistress's fervor. He squirmed, pawed the carpet, almost falling as Brenda lunged her hips back and forth. His neck craned, his big brown eyes staring at his wild teenage mistress. A soft yelping cry came from his huge jaws.
"Yesss," she crooned, her hips jerking, her head lolling loosely on her shoulders. "Oh, yes, Luthor."
She bucked. Her eyes bulged, fastened to her erotic image in the mirror.
"I'm a fuckin' cowgirl!"
Her neck snapped back, long thick red hair slapped over her face.
"I'm cumming! Jesus! I'm cumming, Luthor!"
She went into spasm. With her feet planted on the floor and her pussy welded to Luthor's back, Brenda creamed.
"Aghhh!" Hard violent thrusts drove her climaxing pussy into Luthor's rough exciting coat. His hair tortured her clit, turned it into a raw piece of meat. She screamed shrilly.
Luthor howled, bearing the full impact of Brenda's weight and gyrating body as she bathed his back in a river of hot bubbly pussy cum. He howled again, regaining his footing after Brenda lunged her body recklessly into his back.
Brenda rocked back and forth. She held onto his collar for dear life. Explosions rumbled in her pussy, muscles contracted against her virgin cunthole.
"I can't stop!" she squealed. "Ahhhh!" She churned her hips, pussy cum gushing from her cunt with each pulsing contraction.
Luthor almost gave out under the strain. He yelped, wishing his mistress were through. He rocked with her, her orgasm and lust keeping his huge prick fully extended from its hairy sheath. He began to whimper.
Brenda swayed precariously on the dog's back. "I'm cumming! Ohhh, God!" She bucked, orgasms ripping through her pussy one after the other, growing stronger, more intense, more fantastic. "Ahhhh!"
Luthor growled. Brenda was getting too heavy for him to hold. He squirmed, tried unsuccessfully to get out from under her.
The room started to spin. "Luthor! Luthor!" Her hips jammed forward. Coarse dog hair cut into her clit. Her back stiffened. Luthor's jerking body was making it difficult for her to stay on his back.
She screamed, clutched her thighs tight against his flanks, her feet coming off the floor. Swaying dangerously, another climax rippled through her virgin pussy. Her back stiffened. A shuddering orgasm devastated her, and she tumbled from the dog's back.
"Aghhhhh!" She crashed, twitching sporadically on the carpet. Her orgasm kept her floating on a silky cloud of passion. Writhing, she scrambled back, leaned against the bed, head back on the mattress, mouth open. Gasping pockets of air gushed out as she tried to relax. It was impossible. Her climax, unfinished, clung to her, kept her crazy.
Luthor yelped, walked over to his young mistress and licked her tits, soaking them in doggie drool. He whimpered, dropped his head, caught the scent of her sopping wet cunt. His tongue lashed through her pussy.
"Ohhhh!" she cried, twitching uncontrollably as Luthor lapped up the juices of her cunt.
Luthor looked up as she clamped her thighs tightly together. He barked, his thin tail wagging, his long red cock jutting out painfully from his sheath.
The teenager looked at her horny pet. "No more, Luthor... no!" She tried to catch her breath.
Luthor was too aroused to obey. He yelped, leaped up. Planting his front paws firmly on the bed, he jabbed at her face.
Brenda's eyes popped. She was staring at his long red cock for a fleeting second. The next instant, her dog was fucking at her mouth. She gasped in shock.
Luthor plunged his prick into her open mouth. He danced wildly on his back paws.
The youngster gurgled, her mouth stuffed with doggie dick. She choked, the tip of his prick piecing her throat. Luthor fucked deep. His heavy balls hit Brenda's chin.
Struggling futilely, Brenda fought her Great Dane, but he was too strong for her. She pushed against his hulking frame, unable to free her mouth.
Luthor had no intention of stopping. He danced on his hind legs and fucked the teenager's throat. His long doggie cock spearheaded the way.
Gagging, she overcame her initial fright and relaxed her throat muscles.
The purplish-red doggie cock eased deeper down her throat. Luthor's yelps became louder.
Red faced and breathing heavily through her nose, Brenda sucked the hard doggie prick. She reveled in it. Her soft ass squirmed into the carpet, her mouth sucking harder.
The feverish Great Dane lunged. His belly scraped against her face. His cock fucked her throat. His nuts collided with her chin.
She whipped her tongue over her pet's fucking prick. She was overwhelmed with a sense of power. Closing her lips tight around his hulking cockshaft, she sucked with all her might.
Luthor squirmed, panting, his long tongue hanging out. Brown eyes bulged. He let out a yelp, fucking his mistress's tight throat.
The youngster knew she was totally in control. She used her mouth with calm efficiency--tongue whipping, teeth gnawing, mouth sucking.
Muscles rippled through the animal's lean tight frame. His weighty cum-laden balls ached. His thick neck strained forward, his rubbery jowls drawn back.
Now that she was in control, the horny teenager matched Luthor's frenzied lust with her own. Her sparkling green eyes opened wide. His fucking cock felt like he had stabbed down into her belly. She loved it.
His powerful hind legs pranced in place, his front paws gouged into the mattress. The Great Dane's rump jerked back and forth. Every muscle, every tendon in the animal's body was coordinated for his approaching orgasm.
From her dog's rapid pace, Brenda knew the beast was about to pop his nuts. She reached under his humping body and mauled his ball sac. She craved each vicious fucking plunge.
The giant Dane howled. His big brown eyes rolled in their sockets. His cock fucked deep into Brenda's clenching gullet. His jism rumbled to be free.
His fucking stabs grew more savage, and Brenda responded. She clawed his smooth coat with her fingers and felt the cunt-cream she had drenched him with stick to her hands. She stroked his quivering thighs.
Luthor's balls ruptured. Gushing doggie cum spouted up through his thick cock and into Brenda's hot sucking mouth. A high shrill bark came from the animal's jaws. The stringy lumps of cum sprayed in a bubbling outpour.
Brenda drank it all. Doggie spume streamed down her throat in thick gobs. Warm and gooey, it slithered down to her stomach. It sent her into a blissful daze.
The child's sucking mouth had the huge dog crazed. Whining and yelping, he mouth-fucked Brenda, his tail curling between his hind legs. With wild lunging blows, he drove her head back into the mattress. The whites of his eyes were laced with red.
Sucking hard, Brenda didn't want to lose one single drop of her dog's precious cum. She drank from the spitting cock-tip, swallowing the thick globs with ease. Suddenly, it was coming out too fast for her to handle. Cum filled her cheeks, gushing from her mouth and clinging lips.
One, two, three quick horrendous thrusts emptied the final drops of his jism. His pace began to slow. His howls softened into whimpers. His stamping hind legs stopped. He was empty.
Brenda held his cock between her teeth. She didn't want it to end. Feverishly, she sucked, but there was nothing left. She had sucked him dry.
Luthor yanked his shrinking cock from Brenda's mouth and scampered away, curling up by the closet door.
Stunned and dazed, Brenda sat on the floor, doggie goo dripping out over her lips.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Brenda lay on the bed gasping, doggie jism still delighting her taste buds. "Oooo, Christ, Luthor." She swooned.
She laughed between ragged gulps of air. She wanted to call Tessy, to tell her what she had done.
"At least I sucked a cock before Tessy," she said aloud. She looked at Luthor. He was finished, drained. "Damn," she mumbled under her breath.
She squirmed on the bed. Her pussy ached to be fucked. Her cherry needed plucking, and there was no one to do it.
She looked at the phone. Desperation etched deeply into her young flushed face. "Oooo, if only Lady were a male. I could fuck her."
Her desperate gaze drifted to the foot of her bed. The posts stuck up enticingly. She crawled down to them, drunk with passion.
Reeling with lust, She stroked the posts. "Oooo, yessss," she sighed, fondling the smooth wood. Hissing gasps came from her mouth. "I'm gonna rip my cherry away. I'll be like Tessy and Irene, even better than Tessy." She smiled, thinking of Luthor's delicious cock. "At least until she goes out with Ronny."
Almost stumbling, she staggered off the bed. Pussy juice dripped from her inflamed virgin cunt. She looked at Luthor, sleeping in the corner.
"I wish I could wait," she gasped, stroking the post with her hand.
Luthor lifted his head and whimpered.
"Go back to sleep," she panted, rocking back and forth. She straddled the post and rubbed her puffy cuntlips over the smooth rounded head. "Ohhhh, shit." She trembled in bliss.
The phone rang as she was about to impale herself on the makeshift wooden prick. She stopped as the ringing phone echoed in her ears. Her senses were acute, alive, magnified enormously.
She fell on the bed and dragged her naked body up to the phone. "Yeah," she moaned, picking up the phone.
"It's me, Brenda... Irene. How you doing?"
"Terrible," Brenda moaned, writhing on the bed in passionate agony. "I'm burning up, dying to get fucked and there's no one to fuck me."
"What about Luthor?" Irene asked.
Brenda giggled lewdly. "He got so hot, he fucked my mouth when I wasn't looking."
Irene let out a low surprised whistle. "You like it?"
"Loved it, but he's no good now. I sucked him dry." She whimpered. "What am I going to do? I want to lose my cherry."
"Why not come over to my house?" Irene suggested.
"Lady doesn't have a cock," Brenda pouted. Her free hand rubbed her hard throbbing clit.
"I know, but I got someone here who does." Irene was excited, surprised. She was glad Brenda was ready to break her cherry.
"I don't want a guy. I want a dog. I'll wait for Luthor, if I can stand it."
"My friend is a dog," Irene said. "A nice big Doberman with a giant cock. He knows how to use it, too."
"Oh, shit, Irene. I'll be right over."
"I'll be waiting with my friend. The door will be unlocked."
Brenda dropped the phone back in its cradle and jumped out of bed. She ran to the closet and dressed as fast as her trembling hands allowed. She dashed down the stairs.
"Where you going in such a rush?" her mother asked, bumping into Brenda as she opened the door.
"Out," Brenda gasped, needing the dog's cock Irene had told her about. "I'll be back later."
"Can't you help me first?" she asked.
"I will when I get home. I promise." She went by her mother, ran outside.
Mrs. Scott stood in the doorway shaking her head. "Kids." She waved good-bye.
Brenda hurried down the street as fast as her legs could carry her. She was being drawn to Irene's house like an addict drawn to a pusher. She reached the corner.
A nervous smile played at her mouth. She ran up the steps to Irene's porch and tried the door. It was open.
"You didn't waste any time, did you?" Irene said as Brenda rushed inside.
Brenda grinned sheepishly. "I'm hot and I don't want to cool off. If I do, I might chicken out."
Irene leered at the trembling child. "You've come to the right place."
Brenda's frantic gaze darted around the living room. "Where's the dog?"
"Around," Irene said, enjoying the child's discomfort. "You really want a cock, huh?"
"So bad," Brenda moaned. She fumbled with the buttons of her blouse, threw it on the floor. Her small sensitive tits billowed out with each panting gasp she sucked into her lungs.
Irene drooled. The child was as exquisite as ever. "You can't fuck with your shorts on."
"I know," Brenda sighed. She dragged her tight-fitting shorts down and stepped out of them. "Where's the dog?" She was desperate.
"He's upstairs," Irene said in a husky voice. She licked her lips. The child's nearly hairless pussy made her blood boil. "He's on the bed."
"C'mon," Brenda moaned. "Let's go upstairs." She started for the steps. "C'mon."
Lazily, Irene pushed herself off the couch and took Brenda's hand. "I'm ready." Together, they climbed the stairs to Irene's bedroom, Brenda trying to rush and Irene holding her back.
"Don't be in such a hurry. King's not going anywhere."
Brenda tugged her friend down the hall. "Please, Irene."
"Okay." She fell into Brenda's quick pace, then stopped to open the door to her bedroom. "There he is."
Brenda stepped inside and gaped at the gigantic dog in the center of the bed. He was curled up into a large ball. She shivered with anticipation.
"Well, what do you think?" Irene asked. She saw the greedy lust on the child's face. Her own face was flooded with desire, desire to watch King rip Brenda's cherry from her beautiful body.
Legs wobbling, Brenda staggered to the bed. Her breathing was noisy and raspy. She wanted the beast, needed the beast. She was hot to fuck.
Irene eyed Brenda's ass. A pang of lust rippled deep in her cunt. She pulled at her clothes, getting naked in a few short minutes.
King, hearing the noise, sat up. His pointed snout and black forbidding eyes were aimed at Brenda. His teeth were bared, and his tongue slapped at his jowls.
Brenda froze in her tracks. She was afraid. The animal looked dangerous. She turned around, her eyes pleading with Irene.
"Anything the matter?" Irene draped her arms around Brenda's shoulder, cupped a pulpy tit in her hand and squeezed.
"I'm afraid."
"Afraid of what? King, or losing your cheery?" Her hand mauled Brenda's tit. "You're not chicken are you?"
"He doesn't bite, unless you count when he's tongue fucking your pussy." She laughed, released Brenda's tit and sat on the bed.
Brenda was awed. The dog was licking Irene's face. She broke out in goose bumps.
"Sit down and get acquainted, Brenda. I'm sure you and King will become the best of friends."
Nervously, Brenda sat down. King was between them. She felt dizzy. Lust and fear were running rampant through her young virgin body.
"Touch him, Brenda. Don't be shy."
Brenda gave the fierce-looking dog a second glance. He looked vicious, and she was sure that if she touched him, he would sink his huge fangs into her.
Irene took Brenda's hand. "Here, pet him." She placed Brenda's hand on King's head.
Brenda shook, but kept her hand in place. She swallowed the lump of fear that clogged her throat. The knot of passion in her pussy was growing larger.
"Now pet him, silly." Irene stroked her hand down the slick glossy flank of the docile Doberman. "He's really a pussy cat."
Brenda gave a nervous laugh and gently petted him. King turned his head, his long wet tongue sloshing over Brenda's face. He whimpered and licked her face again.
Brenda settled down. He didn't bite. She gasped just as King's tongue darted over her lips. She caught it in her mouth and gave it a playful nip. "I told you," Irene said. "He's very gentle. Except when he's fucking." Brenda swooned, knowing that was why she was here. She moved her hand down, stroking his side, working up the nerve to touch his balls and cock.
"Where's Lady?" she asked. "Did you trade her for King?"
Irene giggled. "Sort of. My friend and I switch every once in a while. I like getting fucked too, you know." She winked.
"I'll bring Luthor around and you can fuck him," Brenda said. "I stopped by with him a few times, but you were out." She was becoming bolder, more relaxed.
"I was at my friend's. We had a party." Irene rubbed her plump tit meat into the dog's smooth coat." Mmmmm."
"Is your friend pretty?"
"Very," Irene said. "Maybe you should get a friend interested in Luthor. Someone your own age."
Tessy immediately came to mind. A smile crossed her face. "I have a friend named Tessy. In fact, she just had her cherry busted."
"Sounds like the right girl. The two of you can have a ball with Luthor." Irene was getting hotter. Her pussy was pulsating. "You can teach her how much fun a dog can be." A knowing smile tugged at the corners of Irene's mouth. "Is that why you want to get fucked?"
Brenda nodded. "When she told me today, I got so damn hot and jealous." She skimmed her hand down under King's body and stroked his belly, inching closer to the thick-skinned sheath that housed his cock.
"King likes to be fucked first," Irene said. "it gets him crazy and makes fuckin' so much more fantastic."
Brenda gulped, remembering Luthor and his slamming cock as it tore into her throat. "If I suck him, he'll cum, then what will I do?"
"Just till he gets hard, honey. Then I'll help him break your cherry."
Brenda leaned against the dog. The contact was electrifying. "Don't you bite me," she warned, the tips of her fingers touching his sheath.
King whimpered and soaked the teenager's face with doggie spit. He lowered his head, his cold nose brushing against her pink swollen nipples.
"Ooooo," Brenda sighed. "Ooooo, King." She swayed, wrapped her arms around him and hugged him.
King squirmed in the child's arms. He whined and shook his head. All the attention was making him jittery. The tip of his gargantuan cock peeked out from his sheath.
"I think he's getting ready, Brenda." She loosened the horny child's grip and eased the monstrous beast down to his side. "It's time for lunch."
"I had Luthor for lunch," Brenda giggled, her gaze glued to the dog's hairy nuts and thick sheath.
"King's cock will be your dinner then."
King whined, rolled back and forth between the two naked females. His balls hung heavy. His prick was peeking out. A pearl drop of doggie cum seeped from his pisshole.
Irene spotted it first. "He's hot for your mouth." She lowered her head and licked the sticky glob onto her tongue. "Remember how we shared Luthor's cum?"
"I do," Brenda said, mesmerized by the white gob on the tip of Irene's tongue. "Let me taste it." She leaned forward, extended her tongue and snatched up the cum. "Mmmm."
It took all of Irene's willpower to keep from throwing herself at the child and devouring her. Instead, she took a deep breath. "If you're going to lick I'd suggest doing it to King's dick."
Brenda stared at King's prick. Half of his cock was exposed. Her mouth dropped open. His cock was massive, like a tree trunk. "It's so big!" she said.
"He's not a big puppy like Luthor. King's special." Irene massaged the giant piece of doggie cock.
It took Brenda's breath away. "Will Luthor get this big?"
"Maybe not as big, but his cock will grow thicker and longer over the next year. You won't be disappointed." She looked up. "Start suckin', honey."
His prick looked dangerously large, too big for her mouth. "Whewww!" Brenda was glad he was on his side. If she had to suck him the way Luthor had fucked her mouth, she was sure King would have ripped out her throat.
"Don't be nervous, Brenda. Once you get your lips around it, you'll be fine."
Brenda dropped to her side and spread her legs, hoping Irene would play with her pussy while she sucked King.
Irene drooled, eyeing Brenda's virgin pussy. She touched Brenda's cunt and glided a finger through the soft silky pussy folds. "You're gonna love having his cock in your cunt, Brenda."
"I hope so." With her eyes closed, the teenager placed her lips against the tip of King's prick. "Mmmmm."
King squirmed, his cock growing larger almost immediately. He caught the scent of Brenda's pussy. It was close to his pointed snout. His tongue flashed out over Irene's stroking fingers and Brenda's oozing cunthole.
"Ahhhhh," Brenda gasped in delight. She took the tip of his cock into her mouth and sucked. The dog's tongue and Irene's caressing finger both kept her swirling in bliss, kept her initial fear of the powerful dog in check.
King let out a loud yelp, humped his butt and slammed his giant prick into the teenager's hungry mouth. At the same time, his tongue plunged through Irene's fingers and into the moist folds of Brenda's pussy. He tongued the child, frustrated by the cherry that refused him entrance.
The same frustration plagued Brenda. She knew it wouldn't be long before her cherry would soon be demolished, and she could hardly wait for it to happen. She chewed hard on King's steel cockshaft, thrilled to his whimpering cries.
Irene was overcome with lust. She sat in a trance and watched the young naked girl suck the prick of the giant sleek Doberman. It was erotic, a sight she would never forget. "Chew him good," Irene moaned. "Get him harder."
Brenda sucked with joy. She humped her cunt at the animal's pointed snout, gobbled his dick and scratched his rump with her nails.
King began to thrash on the bed. His cock was being devoured. The scent and taste of Brenda's pussy were burning into his brain. His balls ached, and he yelped, jabbing his cold nose into the folds of her virgin hole.
Irene saw what was happening. She blinked herself out of her dazed stupor. "Stop!" she gasped. "Stop!"
In Brenda's lust-sopped brain, she heard Irene's scream. She pulled her mouth off the dog's prick.
"You don't want him cumming off in your mouth, do you?" Irene asked as Brenda stared at her through green glazed eyes.
Brenda caught her breath and shook her head. She had been carried away with King's cock and his delightful tongue. She scrambled away, her tits ready to burst, her nipples sore as if someone were pinching them.
King sat up, yelped and whined. He looked from one naked female to the other. He didn't know what was going on. He barked.
"He's ready," Irene said.
Brenda saw his cock. It was huge. "God, will it hurt?"
"For a brief second, honey," Irene assured her. "Then it's all heaven. Trust me."
Brenda had no choice. She needed to be fucked. Passion and her jealousy of Tessy had her completely trapped. "What do I do?"
Irene smiled, sensing the problem of the virgin teenager. "You want it like a dog on all fours, or lying on your back looking up into his face?"
The images bobbled Brenda's mind. She looked at his cock, then whooshed out her breath. "What's the best way?" she asked the experienced woman.
"Anyway you can get it," Irene teased. She wrapped her hand around King's monstrous cock, keeping the thick steel prick throbbing hard and ready.
The child couldn't make up her mind. She was swimming in a sea of passion, her reason gone, instinct and sexual instinct her only guide. "I wish I could have it both ways," she gushed.
"Scramble down and get on your knees, honey."
Brenda obeyed instantly. She rolled off the bed, got on her knees, rested against the bed. Her tits were crushed into the mattress. Her head was turned, cheek flush against the sheet. "Like this?" She was trembling in anticipation and fear of the unknown.
"Perfect," Irene said, getting down on the floor beside the naked girl. She rubbed her hand over Brenda's ass cheeks. "Perfect."
Brenda began to shake all over. "Don't let him hurt me," she moaned. Her ass shook nervously from side to side.
King leaped down from the bed, got behind the frightened but horny child. He sniffed her ass crack, then licked his tongue up through her sopping pussy.
"He's priming your hole with spit," Irene said. She was hypnotized by the virgin's ass and red puffy cuntlips. "Though you're wet enough without his spit."
"I know," Brenda swooned. "I've been creaming since I talked with Tessy." The dog's tongue was lulling her into a euphoric state. "Ooooo, it feels good."
"You're not here to be licked. You're here to be fucked." Irene pulled King away from Brenda's pussy. She slipped her finger between the wet sticky folds of Brenda's cunt and pressed a finger against the cherry skin.
"Don't you break it!" Brenda cried. She squirmed her hips.
"I'm not," Irene said. "I just wanted to feel it before you lost it. It's been a long time since I had one."
"Make him do it," Brenda moaned, afraid of waiting too long. "Hurry."
Irene giggled. "Don't be impatient. You've waited a long time, a few seconds longer won't matter." She soaked her fingers in the frothy cream. "I'm going to lather up King's cock."
King whined, his muscles rippling under his sleek coat as Irene greased his cock in pussy juice. He humped his ass, anxious to get his nuts off.
"You ready for a nice cherry?" Irene whispered into the beast's ear. She held his thick cockshaft firmly in her hand.
King yelped as if he understood.
Brenda gasped, her body shaking, her hips rotating frantically. "Hurry!"
Irene ignored the whimpering child and smoothed her hand over King's cock and balls. "You enjoy yourself, King," she whispered. "Fuck her good."
"Ohhhh!" Brenda squealed, quivering with anxiety.
Irene patted the child's back. "Up, boy. Up!" King howled, leaped up, his huge front paws digging into Brenda's back. His rump went into high gear, fucking frantically at the virgin teenager.
"He's not in! He's not in me!" Brenda screamed as she shook her ass back and forth. "Ooooo, shit!"
"Relax, honey." She reached under, gripped King's lunging cock in her fist and aimed his prick at Brenda's virgin pussy. "Here it comes!"
King yelped. His thick fucking cock pierced the folds of her wet pussy. The tip of his throbbing boner cut through her cherry skin as if it were paper.
Brenda shrieked. Her head snapped back and her eyes popped. It felt like a burning hot poker had been jammed into her cunt. "It burns! Owwww!"
"Easy, honey." Irene eased King's paws off the child's back and onto the bed. "Easy."
It was easier said than done. King's cock was like a hot searing pole that ripped in and out of her tight pussy at blinding speed. She looked dazed, her body impaled on doggie prick. "It burns!"
King ignored the squealing protests of the girl. He slammed hard, fucking his cock in and out of her now-dry twat at an alarming speed. His cut-off tail tried curling between his powerful hind legs. Yelping, he seemed to increase his speed.
Brenda's back stiffened under the intense attack of the dog and his brutal mindless jabs that cut into her dry tight pussy. "He's ripping me apart! Aghhhh!"
Irene knew the pain wouldn't last. She stroked her hand over Brenda's sweating brow. "Easy, honey. Easy."
Brenda wasn't listening. The pain was unbearable. She was sorry she had ever consented to losing her cherry. She hated Tessy, Irene, and, most of all, the violent dog who was fucking her pussy with his huge cock.
Irene reached down between the dog's back legs and found his fucking cock. She touched the entrance where his prick was slicing in and out. The child was dry, bone dry. She knew the pain the child was suffering, but she also knew the pleasure that was sure to follow as soon as the fuck juices began to flow.
Brenda felt Irene's exploring hand. She became more frightened. "Take him out! Get him out!"
Brenda struggled, not knowing what the woman would do. She wrenched her hips from side to side. She shoved back, then was slammed forward by King's powerful thrusts. "Noooo!"
King was oblivious to everything except the hot dry hole his prick was fucking in and out of. Saliva dribbled from his hanging tongue, wetting the child's smooth twisting back.
"Fuck her," Irene hissed. "Fuck her!"
King forced his paws into the mattress for support. His back legs pranced in place, keeping him balanced. He lifted his huge head and howled.
Brenda battled the giant beast. She twisted on the bed, her tits mangled beneath her. The weight of the dog overwhelmed her. Her eyes filled with terror, sought out Irene. "Stop him!"
Irene was captivated. She wouldn't have stopped the fucking dog under any circumstances. She stroked Brenda's clit, stimulating the child, helping her over the first rough minutes of pain. "Soon, you'll be screaming for more," she predicted.
Brenda gave up the struggle. It seemed that the more she fought, she more pain it caused her. Gasping for air, she surrendered.
King fucked hard, mindless thrusts tearing into the child's body. The tight fuck hole, dry as a bone, added pleasure to his thick throbbing cockshaft. He whined, fucking her over and over again with his steel-beamed prick.
Brenda reeled under the deluge of reckless violent stabs. Her body jerked sporadically. She was lifeless, like a puppet whose string was being controlled by the giant Doberman.
"Aghhhh!" She bucked. Pain was leaving her body. She was becoming aware of his cock and of the growing knowledge of the pleasure she would soon receive.
Irene saw what was happening and settled back, relaxing now. She saw pleasure, joy, passion return to the teenager's beautiful face. "Fuck him back, honey! Show him who's boss."
"Oooo, Irene! Irene!" She was out of her mind. In seconds everything had changed. No more pain. Only pleasure.
"I told you," Irene huskily whispered. "Enjoy!"
"Ohhh, I will!" She rocked her hips in joy now. She welcomed his fucking cock, absorbed each tremendous blow. Reveling in his power and the thickness that stuffed her pussy to the limit, she squealed hysterically.
King noticed too. His cock fucked into her cunt more easily. Hot bubbling pussy juice now coated his jabbing prick. He helped, blanketing her body with his lean powerful frame.
"It's wonderful! It's... oooooh, God!" She was caught up in her lust. She battled the dog with relish, thrilled by each hard demanding thrust of his huge thick prick.
With her pussy greased and flowing frothy cunt juice, King was able to fuck deeper. He took advantage of it. He howled, his sensitive fucking cock ravaging her now-pulsing pussyhole.
Brenda wallowed in the pleasure of his piercing prick. Her face turned red. Drool oozed from her lips and stained the sheet.
Irene was spellbound. She watched. She brought her hand to the giant beast, caressed his back, skimmed down to his slamming ass. "Jam it! Fuck her!" She was delirious with joy.
"Ohhhh, it's fabulous!" Brenda squealed, lifted her head, twisted it to get a look at King while he ripped in and out of her pussy. "Ooooo, King! King!"
King lunged, yelping and fucking into Brenda's pussy. Hot milky cream bathed his stabbing dick. Blurring lunges followed. He inched closer on hind legs, fucking his cock deeper. His balls slapped back and forth, whacking the child's thighs.
"Tell me," Irene gasped, "when he cums."
Numbly, Brenda nodded, then dropped her head back on bed and wallowed in the perverse feelings of her first fuck.
Irene's hand reached down, cupped King's heavy cum-crammed balls and squeezed. "He's ready!"
Brenda felt his cock swell inside her tight pussy. She knew it too. She ground her cunt back into the slamming animal. Her face filled with bliss, her eyes grew glassy.
"Me too! Me too!" Brenda screamed, racing with the huge Doberman to the summit. "Ohhhh, Irene. Irene!"
"Cream her! Cream her!" Irene shouted hysterically. "Squirt your cum!"
Brenda joined in. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She went insane, thrashing and bucking beneath his body like a maniac.
King flattened his body on Brenda's back, paws clutching her side, ears drawn back. His swinging nuts burst. Hot cum gushed through his prick and splattered into the hot scalding depths of Brenda's pussy.
"He's cumming! He's cumming!" Brenda went out of her mind. The hot cum flooding her pussy was the most wonderful thing she had ever felt.
Her head lifted, eyes blazing. Her own orgasm, triggered by the syrupy doggie jizz, exploded deep in her pussy. "I'm cumminggg! Christ!"
Irene leered and drooled as both child and animal climaxed together. It was a fantastic sight, and she felt a mild orgasm wash over her. She shuddered.
Twisting and bucking, Brenda kept her ass moving constantly. The muscles in her pussy came to life and milked his fucking prick. She absorbed his cum, gulped at it with her cunt. Squishy noises filled her ears as he fucked into her cum-filled pussy.
His giant prick spewed thick stringy globs of cum into her pussy. Each hard vicious jab brought another quick squirt. He yelped loud, her pussy muscles turning his brain to mush.
Brenda was dizzy, her head spinning. Her pussy was on fire, a fire that spread its licking flames to every inch of her body. She gasped. "I'm still cumming!"
So was King. His cock never seemed to empty. His strength never seemed to wane. He howled, fucking her pussy and twisting body, feeding her the churning cum in his balls.
Brenda's arms stretched out. She clawed the sheet, screaming as she toppled from the dizzy heights of her orgasm. "More! More!"
King whimpered and yelped. She had drained him. His balls were empty. The last few drops of cum oozed from his prick tip instead of squirting. He slowed, then stopped.
"Ahhhh!" Brenda screamed. She fell forward under King's last jab. It was over. She felt his cock slip from her cunthole. She felt empty, satisfied like never before.
As King ran from the room, Irene plastered her mouth to the oozing crack of Brenda's pussy and sucked her cunt clean. She used her I tongue, plunging it deep into her pussy for the first time.
Hours later, Brenda staggered home, sated and planning ahead. A sly smile toyed at her lips. "If Mom wants Tessy to spend the night," she said aloud, "then I intend to do as she says." She giggled and went into her house through the kitchen door.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Someone's at the door, Brenda," Mrs. Scott hollered from the kitchen.
"You get it, Mom. I'm busy," Brenda shouted back. She was brushing Luthor's thick coat, making it shine.
Mumbling under her breath, her mother dried her hands on a kitchen towel, and went for the front door. Mrs. Scott's face brightened when she greeted Tessy.
"Hi, Mrs. Scott," Tessy said with a smile. Her blue eyes sparkled, and her blonde hair was braided into long pigtails.
"C'mon in, Tessy. Brenda's upstairs in her room, brushing her dog again for the umpteenth time today. Go on up."
Tessy entered the house. "I hope it's no trouble--me staying over tonight."
"Of course not, Tessy. We're glad to have you. Besides, Henry and I are going out tonight. I'm meeting him at the office, and you'll probably be asleep when we get home."
"Have a nice time," Tessy said to Mrs. Scott. She ran up the carpeted stairs and rapped on Brenda's bedroom door.
"C'mon in, Tessy," Brenda called from the other side of the closed door.
Anxious to brag to her friend about her sexual exploits with Ronny, Tessy walked into the bedroom. Cheeks blushing, the blonde teenager plopped on the edge of Brenda's bed. "Wow! Luthor's gotten big!"
Brenda let out a faint giggle. "He's gotten big all right, and in all the right places."
Tessy looked puzzled. "What are you talking about, Brenda?"
"Maybe you'll find out later," the teenager answered mysteriously. She kept brushing Luthor's coat, acting nonchalant and appearing busy.
Standing up, Tessy struck a sexy pose to get her friend's attention. "Do I look like I've been fucked?"
Looking up abruptly, Brenda gave her friend her undivided attention. "You still look like a virgin to me, with those silly pigtails."
"I like looking like a virgin," Tessy replied sharply, "but only Ronny and you know different."
Smugly, Brenda smiled, lay back on the bed. "Do I look like a virgin?"
The question startled the blonde. "Shit, Brenda, I know you're a virgin. Your mother won't even let you date."
Brenda gave her a wide grin. "There's other ways of losing your cherry than to a stupid boy like Ronny. He's probably blabbing it to his friends right now."
Tessy's face changed. "Ronny won't say anything. You're just jealous." The blonde laughed. "All you got is that silly dog."
Brenda sat up. "This silly dog is a helluva lot more fun than spreading your legs in the back of a car."
"I suppose training a dog is more fun than getting fucked," laughed Tessy.
"It all depends on what you train him to do," Brenda said. The redhead rolled Luthor to his side and began stroking his belly.
His soulful brown eyes looked at Brenda. His hind quarters trembled slightly as his mistress' soothing hand glided over his fur. His tail thumped the bed.
A tremor raced through Tessy's nubile body. There was a sexual aura in the bedroom. She sensed it, but couldn't explain it. She found herself staring at Brenda's hand gliding along the dog's inner thighs. Her blue eyes found his thick-skinned sheath and hairy balls.
Tessy's reaction didn't go unnoticed. Brenda smiled. "What are you looking at?" Brenda teased.
Tessy's cheeks flared red. She tore her gaze away. "Nothing."
"Maybe you're looking to see how big Luthor's cock is?" Brenda goaded.
"You're crazy."
Brenda wouldn't give up. "I'll bet Luthor's cock is bigger than Ronny's." With a fistful of Luthor's thick sheath in her fist, she squeezed and pulled gently.
Stupefied, Tessy could only stare at Brenda's hand stroking Luthor between his legs. A shuddering sigh escaped her mouth when she spotted the red tip of Luthor's cock peeking out. "He's gonna bite you," Tessy said breathlessly, "if you keep doing that to him.
"Only when I want him to," Brenda giggled.
Luthor whimpered loudly. His cock was beginning to grow. Hard thick inches appeared, much to the delight of the teenagers. His giant hairy body began to squirm, his hind legs spreading. The soothing strokes of his mistress' caressing hand aroused him. His big soulful brown eyes glared at Tessy, who was gaping in awe.
Staring hungrily at Luthor's partially exposed cock, Brenda did nothing to hide her lust. Her breath quickened dramatically. "I'll bet Ronny isn't as big as this."
Tessy's gaze was locked on the Great Dane's growing cock--hard, red, glistening. As more doggie cock slowly appeared, tremors swept through her pussy. "God, Luthor's cock is gigantic!"
"C'mere and touch his prick. He won't bite."
Luthor's bark interrupted them. His neck twisted around; his tongue slapped across his aching cock.
"He likes to lick himself," Brenda added, "and a lot of other things too."
"Like what?" Tessy panted. The crotch of her panties were soaked.
"He especially likes pussy. Are you going to touch his cock, or are you going to be a chicken-shit?"
"I ain't chicken!" Tessy said. Sitting on the bed again, the blonde touched Luthor's giant prick with the tips of her fingers. "Ahhh... " A quivering sigh floated past her lips.
"Put your fingers around it and feel how strong it is," Brenda ordered, feeling older than her teenage friend.
Wrapping her fingers around the dog's cockshaft, Tessy complied. Luthor's prick was throbbing violently in her hand. She couldn't let go.
"Does it feel better than Ronny's cock?" Brenda asked.
"Oh yeah," Tessy replied. An idea popped into her head. "Is this how you lost your cherry, Brenda?"
The redheaded teen laughed. "I thought you didn't believe me."
"I think I do now," Tessy said, her hand gripping the Great Dane's cock. The cock was still growing larger, harder, thicker. His prick felt warm and sticky in her palm.
"You're almost right, Tessy. It was a dog's cock, but not Luthor's. It was a Doberman, and he belongs to a friend of mine."
Tessy was speechless, but soon found her voice. "God, and I thought fucking Ronny was a big deal."
"Tonight," Brenda said, peeling off her clothes, "I'm going to show you how much fun Luthor really is. By tomorrow morning, you won't ever want to go out with Ronny again."
Tessy looked at her friend, who was now sitting naked beside her dog. Her friend's firm ripe tits stared back at her.
Rump squirming, Luthor fucked his stiff cock through Tessy's firm grip and yelped. Tessy gasped and yanked her hand away. Brenda laughed.
Lying on the bed, displaying her naked body openly, Brenda said, "I hope you're not going to keep your clothes on all night." She was no longer shy.
Under the horny gaze of her friend, Tessy undressed slowly.
Brenda spread her legs, fingered her juicy wet pussy for a few moments and gave her cunt a pat, attracting Luthor's attention.
Eyes popping, legs weakening, Tessy peeled off her blouse and bra. Luthor was licking Brenda's pussy. It boggled her young mind. "Aren't you afraid he'll bite?"
Brenda moaned deliriously. "I'm only afraid when he don't." Her hot little ass squirmed erratically on the bed, seeping pussy cream coating Luthor's digging tongue. "Get your skirt off, Tessy. I'm dying to see your pussy." Boiling hot, Brenda couldn't contain her passion.
Breathing heavily, Tessy dropped her skirt and squiggled out of her panties. "You mean like this?" she said, getting into the swing of things. She rolled her hips in a lewd sensuous circle.
Her blazing blue eyes were trained on Brenda's cunt and Luthor's snout. "How does it feel?"
"Fantastic," Brenda crooned, her hips rocking from side to side. "I'll bet Ronny doesn't lick your cunt."
Tessy was dizzy with lust. She shook her head. "All he wants is to stick his cock in me and cum. Shit, I'd love having my pussy licked."
Luthor's tongue plunged deep into the Brenda's boiling pussyhole. He explored her pulsing cunt, his tongue tormenting the oozing walls of her seeping pussy.
Brenda's eyes rolled, then focused on Tessy's lithe naked body. "God, you barely have any pussy hair, Tess." A deep thrust of Luthor's tongue severed any further conversation.
"It's because I'm a blonde," Tessy said, defending her maturity.
Squiggling away from Luthor's fabulous tongue, Brenda rolled to her belly. "Watch this, Tess." After perching her ass up in the air, she offered it to her pet's tongue. Tessy watched Luther's tongue slap across Brenda's ass and swooned. She climbed on the bed, petted his back. "Nice, doggie, nice," Tessy praised.
Brenda jammed her ass back into her Dane's nuzzling snout. "Unnnnn, Tess, I bet Ronny wouldn't lick your asshole."
The Dane plowed his tongue into his mistress' tight narrow asshole. His untiring tongue reamed her shitter feverishly. He was becoming more aroused. His overgrown prick rubbed the bedspread, enraging him.
Brenda let out a loud moan. "It's like getting fucked in your asshole, Tess. His tongue feels so squiggly good."
"Let him do it to me." Tessy wanted the same treatment. "Let him do it to me, Brenda." The blonde was dying to feel his tongue up her ass.
Brenda scrambled away from Luthor's hungry jowls, sat up, crossed her legs, and rested Luthor's head on her lap. Her hand smoothed down his side as she spoke. "You can enjoy Luthor's tongue, but you got to kiss his dick first."
Tessy's face screwed up in disgust. "I ain't kissing a dog's prick." Deep inside, the idea intrigued her, but she wasn't going to admit it to Brenda.
"You were going to suck Ronny's cock, right?"
"Yeah," Tessy replied, fascinated with Luthor's stiff prick, "but shit... a dog's prick?"
"Hell, Tessy! Luthor is gonna suck out your ass and your pussy. The least you can do is give him a couple of kisses on his dick. Don't be a shit."
The blonde gave her friend a closer look. "Have you ever done it?"
"Hell yeah, I sucked him off, and he creamed in my mouth." She purposely omitted that at the time she had had no say in the matter.
"You did?" Tessy's mouth gradually lowered to Luthor's gorgeous cock as if a magnet were drawing her down.
"Go on," Brenda urged in a soft whisper. "He tastes delicious." In a sudden rush of lust, Tessy dropped to Luthor's thick cock. She planted a slurping wet kiss on the pulsing prickmeat. His cock was sticky and warm against her lips. A tiny orgasm erupted deep within her pussy.
Deliriously happy from the attention of the two teenagers, Luthor twisted his head around, his tongue swiping across Tessy's neck and shoulders with affection. His rump jerked, his hard cockshaft gliding along Tessy's clinging lips.
The blonde shuddered in ecstasy. The warmth of the dog's prick made her tingle all over. Without any further prodding from her friend, Tessy found herself licking and kissing the Great Dane's cockshaft passionately.
"Save some for later," Brenda said, not wanting the dog to cum too soon. She shoved Tessy away from Luthor's cock, knocking her passion-dazed friend to the floor.
Luthor barked in angry protest and sat up. His long slobbering tongue drooped from his open mouth. His brown eyes glowed with animal lust.
"Why did you do that?" a stunned Tessy asked, crawling back to the bed. She stared at Luthor's cock. "God, he's delicious." She licked her lips and reached for his dick.
"He's not a machine, Tessy. I don't want you sucking him off." She grabbed Luthor's huge head, brought it between her small pulpy tits and rubbed his cold nose into her flesh. "Ahhhh."
"Me," Tessy panted. "Let him lick my tits." Driven by lust, she pushed Brenda aside and jutted her tits into Luthor's snout. "Lick'em, poochie. Oooo, shit, yeahhh!"
Luthor slopped his tongue over the teenager's creamy tits. He soaked each jiggling tit globe with his warm spit, then began to chew on her pink swollen nipples. His rump squiggled on the bed, his cock still jutting out, swollen and ready to be used.
The blonde wallowed in Luthor's vigorous tongue-lashing. Falling back to the bed, she opened the gash of her dripping pussy with her fingers. "Lick... "
Luthor's tongue, plunging into her pussy slot, answered Tessy's request before she had the chance to finish it. His tongue went deep and attacked the spongy depths of her spastic cunt.
Tessy's blue glassy eyes saw a grinning Brenda. "Oh God, his tongue is heaven... uhhhhh!"
"Better than Ronny's cock?"
"Oh yes!" Overwhelmed by the wriggling tongue invading her cunthole, Tessy floundered on the bed. "Oh... oh... oh... I think I'm going to cream!" Her hips lunged and her creamy tits flopped on her chest like small ripe melons. "Oh, Brenda, he's biting my clit!"
Luthor had found her sex button, and he latched it between his teeth. As if it were a delicate toy, he chewed it. He applied just enough pressure to drive the teenager berserk. A warm soupy cream coated his digging snout.
Tessy bucked. Her cunt went ramming into the dog's hard snout. Popping explosions bombarded the cushiony depths of her pussy. "Ahhhhh... God! Oh, Brenda, I'm getting ready to cum."
Sadistically, Brenda pulled Luthor's collar and tore the dog away from Tessy's cunt. "Not yet, you're not."
Tessy was appalled. Her body quaked as if she had taken a chill. She began sobbing. "Please... " In hysterics, Terry squirmed down on the bed to recapture Luthor's tongue, her legs spread in an enticing vee.
"You can cum when he fucks you." Brenda enjoyed her control over her friend. "I want him to lick your asshole first."
Tessy liked the idea. "You can be such a bitch sometimes." Tessy rolled obediently to her belly and waited, anxious for whatever her friend had in mind.
Brenda feasted her hungry eyes on Tessy's delicious-looking ass. Her head turned to the drooling Great Dane. "You ready to lick that, Luthor? A nice virgin asshole."
"Stop teasing me!" Tessy wailed, perching her ass high and wiggling it. "Let him lick me, Brenda."
The redhead slapped Luthor's rump, and the horny dog went between Tessy's legs, ready to dine on the teenager's asshole. He plunged his tongue into her narrow shitter.
Tessy went out of her mind. Having Luthor's tongue in her ass was terrific. "It's even better than getting it in my pussy!" Tessy squealed. She shoved back with all her force, then reached around and parted the cheeks of her ass with her hands. "Deep! Deep!"
Brenda was overwhelmed. A sizzling idea entered her overactive imagination. "If you like having your asshole tongued, maybe we ought to have him fuck you there," the redhead said, voicing her idea aloud.
Intoxicated with lust, the blonde moaned "Oh God, yeah... make him fuck me in the ass."
Brenda grabbed Luthor's stiff cock an yanked him away from Tessy's perched ass "Get on your hands and knees, Tessy."
Tessy obeyed slavishly. Rocking on all fours, she waited for her first ass-fuck.
Brenda slapped Tessy on the back. Luthor leaped up, his cock jabbing wildly and aimlessly at the blonde's lithe body. With her hands, Brenda guided the bloated doggie cock to Tessy's tiny shitter.
Luthor did the rest. His cum-bloated cock fucked deep, parting Tessy's wrinkled ass-ring and filled her body. His howling barks were matched by Tessy's screams.
Tessy almost crumbled under the onslaught of Luthor's fucking prick. He was ruthless. Her head snapped back; blonde pigtails whipped across her crimson face. "It's heaven!"
Tessy struggled to maintain her position. The weight of the dog and his slicing prick were overpowering her. She jammed back, milked the doggie prick with her clutching ass muscles.
Luthor's balls churned with their load. All the fooling around of the evening had taken its toll--he was ready. His front paws clutched her silky smooth back, and his hind legs were planted firmly into the mattress. His powerful frame blanketed her twisting body. Luthor's prick ruptured.
Tessy's eyes widened. Her asshole was being whitewashed with viscous doggie goo. "He's cumming," the teenager cried. The doggie jizz in Tessy's asshole triggered her orgasm.
"I'm cumming too," Tessy shrieked the next instant. Her pussy pulsed against an empty channel. "Holy shit, I'm getting fucked in my ass!"
Brenda could only watch in silent wonder. She gazed at the two battling on the bed, at Tessy shoving her ass at the huge dog, at Luthor fucking his cock into her ass. Yelping doggie barks and Tessy's high-pitched squeals echoed around in Brenda's brain.
Tessy equaled the dog's strength and power with her own. She absorbed his punishing blows with arduous fervor. Her sweaty body was flushed with feverish excitement and orgasms. "I'm cumming, Brenda, and I can't stop!" Gushing pussy juice streamed past her cuntlips, wetting her inner thighs.
Mindless jabs and ruthless fast-paced lunges sent his cock fucking deep in her ass. He flooded Tessy's body with his hot and liquidy cum. It gushed from her asshole with each violent thrust and dribbled down his balls.
Tessy's elbows gave out. Her face crashed into a pillow. Her screams of pleasure were muffled. Several orgasms attacked her one by one. She felt the fucking cock pierce her ass over and over again. She loved it.
Luthor's cock fucked in and out of her asshole. Exerting all his strength, he lunged forward, recklessly impaling the young teenager on his spurting cock. While he jammed all the way in, he saturated her asshole with more of his foaming jism.
One violent lunge shoved the whimpering teenager into the mattress. His cock popped out of her asshole. The last of his load spattered her smooth back. Luthor jumped to the floor, sated, drained.
Tessy quivered, recovering from the best orgasm of her life.
A wild Brenda dove between her girlfriend's legs and licked her clean.
* * *
Hours later, as the two exhausted teenagers slept, Brenda's mother opened the door, peered inside. "Look, Henry. They're sound asleep, and Luthor's at the foot of the bed protecting them. Don't they look like angels?"
Henry nodded in agreement. "Shhh, don't wake them." He closed the door, and they went to bed.
