"Wruff, wruff," the little puppy-dog said, looking over at me as she paddled in the water.

I sat in the sand on the shore drinking a coke and smiled at the cute little puppy-dog playing in the lake.

"OK, little puppy-dog," I said a few minutes later, standing up, "It's time to head back home."

"Ruff!" the little puppy-dog said, and she turned and paddled further out into the lake.

The little puppy-dog knew she was being naughty, so eventually she turned around and paddled back, then crawled up onto the shore.

"That's a good little puppy-dog," I said, patting her on the head.

"Rwraff," the puppy-dog said, lifting her head to be patted again.

"I'm afraid I don't have a leash with me, puppy, so you have to promise you'll be good when we walk home. Don't run off or anything."

"Wruff," the puppy-dog said, smiling mischievously.

As we were walking up the path away from the beach, a cute little mutt, maybe lost or maybe a stray, wandered over to us.

"Look, little puppy-dog, you have a friend!"

"Wruff," the little puppy-dog said.

I reached my hand down for the stray to sniff, then the little puppy-dog reached her paw down to him, too. After he'd smelled us, the stray flopped down on the ground and rolled on his back, lifting his legs in the air.

"I think he wants his belly rubbed," I said to the little puppy-dog. I knelt and rubbed the stray's belly. The little puppy-dog knelt, too, and rubbed his belly with her paw.

The stray lifted his head and licked my hand, then licked the little puppy-dog's paw.

When we stood up, the stray leaned down and licked his penis.

The little puppy-dog giggled.

"If humans could do that," I said, "guys would never get anything done. We'd just do that all day."

The little puppy-dog giggled again.

When we got back to my house, I asked the little puppy-dog if she wanted a coke.

"Wruff," the little puppy-dog said, nodding.

I went to the kitchen and got us both a coke. When I got back to the living room, the little puppy-dog was sitting up on the couch, her back legs crouched, her bottom down, her front paws in front of her.

I set the cokes on the coffee table and sat down next to her.

"Rwarrf," the little puppy-dog said, leaning towards me. She nipped at my nose.

"Oh, you're a naughty puppy-dog!"

She sat back and made a little innocent puppy-dog face. Then she leaned in again.

"Rwraar!" the little puppy-dog said, and nipped at me again. But then she stuck her tongue out and licked my nose.

The little puppy-dog climbed off the couch, onto the floor. She flopped down on the ground and rolled on her back, lifting her legs in the air.

"Woof?" the little puppy-dog said.

"Do you want your belly rubbed, little puppy?"

"Woof!" the little puppy-dog said, nodding.

I climbed off the couch and knelt next to her. I put my hand on her belly and rubbed it.

"Rrrrr," the little puppy-dog murmured.

I moved my hand up to her sternum, rubbing her ribs, then her nipples. I could feel her little nubs harden through the thick material of her swimming suit.

"Rrrrr," the little puppy-dog murmured again.

I moved my hand back down to her belly, then lower, until I was rubbing her pubic mound.

The little puppy-dog sat up. She pushed me over, onto my back, and jumped on me, holding my arms down, her legs wrapped around my waist.

"Rwraar!" the little puppy-dog said, and nipped at my nose.

I pretended to struggle. "You are in so much trouble, you naughty little puppy!"

She made a little innocent puppy-dog face. Then she leaned in again and licked my nose.

I opened my mouth, wide, looking up at the little puppy-dog. She knew what I wanted, she remembered this, and she leaned down and put her tongue in my mouth.

It wasn't really a kiss; it was more just a tongue exploring in my mouth. Exploring everything. It didn't seem like she ever wanted to stop, she just kept exploring, touching everything in my mouth with her tongue, then touching everything again. As she explored she began sliding back and forth, "dry humping" me, rubbing her sex over my increasingly aching cock.

Eventually she sat up, her sex pressed hard against my erection, her hands on my bare chest--I hadn't put a shirt on since we got back from the beach.

"Do you want to rub my belly, little puppy?" I asked her.

"Rwuff," the little puppy-dog said, nodding.

She climbed off of me, then put a front paw on my belly. She rubbed my belly, then moved up, running her fingers softly through my chest hair. She moved her fingers to a nipple, rubbing it gently, then to my other nipple.

Then she moved her paw down, one quick motion, right down my belly, onto my swim trunks, and her paw was on my cock. She touched it for only a second or two, but long enough that I knew it was intentional. Then she lifted her hand away.

"Do you remember what that dog did, after we rubbed his belly?" I asked the little puppy-dog. My voice was strangely shaky.

"Rwuff," the little puppy-dog said, nodding.

"Would you want to do that to me?"

The little puppy-dog hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

I pulled my swimming trunks down, only far enough that the erect shaft of my cock was exposed.

The little puppy-dog leaned over and licked my penis. Not a big lick, just a sweet little taste. She sat up again.

Of course I wanted her to lick me more, but I didn't want to push her. Besides, even just that one little lick was the most erotic thing I'd ever experienced.

"I could..." I had to pause to calm my voice. My heart was firing fast and light. "I could... If you wanted, I could lick you down there."

The little puppy-dog looked at me for a moment. Then she turned and got on her hands and knees, her bottom facing me.

I knelt behind her, leaned down, and kissed the crotch of her swimming suit, right on her little nine year old puppy-dog pussy. Then I licked the little puppy-dog's pussy, through her swimming suit.

I sat up, just a bit, reached down, and slipped my fingers under the elastic of her swimming suit and pulled the crotch aside, exposing her sweet little pink puppy-dog anus and her beautiful little lily-white puppy-dog pussy. I leaned down to kiss her again.

Before my mouth could make contact with her little nine year pussy, the little puppy-dog leaned forward, preventing me, the crotch of her swimming suit snapping back into place. She turned and lay down on her back, looking up at me. She was shaking; I could tell that I had scared her.

I lay down next to her, she turned her face towards me and opened her mouth. I put my tongue in and I held her while we kissed.

I could feel her calming in my arms. She opened her mouth wide to let me explore, and after a little while she opened her legs, too, and I climbed on top of her. I began "dry humping" her, and she began moving her hips as well, pushing her sex into mine.

We lay there for several minutes, kissing each other deeply, "dry humping." Eventually I couldn't take it any longer and I fished my cock out of my swimming trunks and started masturbating.

I lay on top of her, kissing her, the tip of my penis pressed against the crotch of her swimming suit. As I masturbated, she moved her hips, pressing her sex against my head.

I lifted my face an inch above her. "Oh, Cindy! Oh, baby!" I orgasmed, hot, think come streaming out of me, soaking the crotch of her swimming suit. I held my cockhead hard up against her sex as I came again, and again, and again. "Oh, Cindy! Oh my sweet baby!"

I lay back down on top of her and kissed her and we lay there kissing for several minutes longer.

"Cindy, I..." I stammered, when I finally lifted my mouth away from hers. I wanted to tell her that I loved her, that she was the sweetest most wonderful thing in the world. But all I managed to say was, "I made a big mess."

"Rwraar!" the little puppy-dog said, and nipped at my nose.

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The next story in this series can be find here:

The Little Monkey