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It made me recall, with pleasure, the events of last summer. Cindy, she just mumbled an embarrassed hello, turned around and left quickly. I would like to think that her blushing was caused by the good memories and by lust, but I'm afraid that it was just embarrassment. My bitch Xena, a white very cute lab, had been very young last summer, so that I was very unpleasantly surprised to find her in heat. An added nuisance was that I found out only late on Saturday afternoon, so I couldn't get her to the vet to terminate it, or spawn her or something. I could have gone to the shop and buy a deterrent spray-but I don't believe in them. So I decided just to take more care, and to take her on her walks early in the morning and late in the evening, when there are no dogs around. So, very early on Sunday morning I woke up. During the summer I sleep naked, with all the heat and the moisture, and anyway it's helpful with my wife, so I just pulled on an old training suite and sneaked out with Xena, without waking Lena, my wife. As I had reckoned, the park was empty, no dog was around, so I, in my foolishness, released Xena from her leash. At first she just ran circles around me sniffing excitedly here and there, but suddenly she started galloping away, She didn't heed at all my calls and curses that I sent after her. I started running after her but go and catch a runaway bitch, and one in heat too! So I just sauntered after her, cursing her, myself and all the world, calling her from time to time so that I could get her home. At some corner of the park I noticed some commotion behind the grown bushes that hid the view. When I went around them I did find her. The fucking bitch was being mounted by a vicious looking black Doberman which was humping her like some piston. Shit! I cursed the fuckin' bitch, the fucking dog, the fucking life and most of all my stupidity. Now I had to wait until they finish and with dogs, I knew, it may take some time. Anyway, I wasn't going to interfere. Did I mention that the dog looked vicious? I looked around and there was a bench there. On the bench was a girl, some 16-17 years old, in a shocking- pink training suite. I recognized the girl from previous walks in the park as the owners of that Doberman, so I approached her and said "Hello. I see your dog has a ball, eh?" Nothing. No response at all. she just seemed to pull her hand out of her pajamas – must have been straightening it up. " Mind if I sit here? They seem to be occupied for a long time." Nada. Zip. The kids these days-got no manners at all. I am indeed over thirty, but I'm a human also ? So I just sat down and I noticed that she was somehow, flushed? Blushing, her nostrils wide, and eyes flashing. At first I thought maybe she had fever or what, but then I noticed that her eyes were riveted on the fucking dogs, and it suddenly flashed me. The bitch was horny! She must have been watching the dogs and fingering herself when I interrupted! I have heard that women get turned on by looking at fucking animals. Well, I felt just annoyed looking at the damned bitch fucking, but seeing an obviously horny girl, that's something else! My not so little friend raised his head, waking up, smelling an opportunity. So I kind of pressed against her leg, and caressing it I said, "Having fun?" She pulled away and said, "Go away, pervert!" But I noticed that she didn't take her eyes off the damned dogs and kind of licked her lips. She really must have been turned on! So I pushed closer, caressing a little higher on her thigh. "You pervert, take your fucking hand away!" she said. But what she did was slide her thighs open a little bit, the bitch. So I saw that the field open for taking and slid my hand fully between her thighs rubbing lightly against her crotch. This time she did close her legs, but what, with my hand between them, so I started to wiggle my fingers on her snatch, caressing it through her pants. She was panting heavily, her tits rising an falling noticeably under her suite, with her nostrils flushed, her eyes were still riveted at the fucking dogs. She must have been hot as a bitch herself! "What do you think you're doing, you bastard?!" she hissed and pulled my hand out of he crotch, pushing it to me. Using the standard move, I used the momentum and pulled her hand to my dick, which was at this time already at attention, all ready for action. When she felt my hot rod in her hand she gasped a little and stopped breathing for a moment. Turning to me she rasped, her eyes flashing: "What, you perv you, son-of-a-bitch bast... OHH! The last was her gasp when I used her shock to slide my hand between her now spread thighs and using my finger I traced her exposed slit. Outside the jammy, I mean..." She gave a small involuntary jump and closed her hand on my erect dick, squeezing it absent minded, like? From here on it was plain sailing. I pushed my hand into her pants rubbing the wet, hot slit sliding my fingers into her now open cunt. My, she was hot! Meanwhile she was mewing and gasping and sliding her hand into my pants she started to wank my rod. I responded by rolling her love button between my fingers and sticking two fingers deep in her open, waiting vagina. Now she started heaving and rocking on my hand, mewing and moaning and squeezing my hand, digging her fingernails in me so strongly that I thanked heaven that she had left my dick alone. "Yesssss!" she hissed and came with a few strong heaves of her pelvis. "Shit!" I thought. I had hoped for a blowjob, at least, but now she was spent. She leaned back now, her eyes closed, still panting heavily, her breathing accentuated by her rising and falling tits. She was indeed beautiful! She smelled pleasantly, her parted rosy lips just begging for kisses and her flushed cheeks had that angelic look to them. Above all, she had that indescribable freshness if her age. Her eyes, well I couldn't see them as they were shut now but her eyelids had long lashes and they fluttered now and she opened a pair of innocent blue wells. "Pervert! "She uttered, unanimated. "We shouldn't have done it! And I don't even know you!" "Gerry, enchanted!" I said, offering her my extended hand. She giggled, "My name is Cindy. I don't do such things usually but you've got me with my pants down, you bastard!" "Well it has been very nice meeting you too," I said. And I noticed that she still had her eyes glued on the damned dogs, who were now starting a second round. "You know, at your age sometimes the hormones do take control. But no harm done..." A peep of her pink tongue licking her lips showed me that she was still aroused, which suited me well, since I hadn't as yet released the pressure. "Look at the damned dogs," I said, "they are at it again. What about a second run too?" I hinted "Pervert!" she responded (my, she was enamored with this cuss!) So I pleaded, "At least a peek at your tits? They seem to be magnificent under your blouse." "You men have only one thing on your mind, don't you?" she said, but her blush deepened, and her eyes fluttered and she didn't run away, so I surmised that it wasn't exactly offensive to her and I sort of reached to her breast. "Perverted bastard!" she said vehemently enough, and wiggled my hand off, clasping her hands in front of her chest. Somehow, however, I wasn't convinced by the show. "Come on, just a peek!" I said reaching for her zipper again. She jumped up in front of me with blazing eyes, and yelled at me, "Want to see them, you son-of-a-bitch? Ha! Look and die!" and zipping open her blouse's zipper, she cupped her tits end shoved them in my face. What a beautiful sight! Two white perfect cones, topped with pink and on them two eraser red pointing nipples, WOW! I did the only thing that I could do. I sank my face in them. What a lovely smell too! And the softness ! Apparently Cindy didn't resent it, because I felt, rather than heard, a soft moan and repeated mewing when I have started rolling the hardening tips between my lips. Sensing her beginning to soften and melt, I used the opportunity and shoving my hand into her pants I slipped two fingers into her hot, wet furnace. Cindy gasped, squealed a small squeal and mumbled, "N- no, no, don't!" But her pelvis rotated and rocked slightly on my fingers and when I shoved them deeper she moaned and her leg rose to the bench giving her the support that she needed for heaving on my rubbing fingers. I used the opportunity and slid her pants down exposing her pretty cunt to my hungry eyes. Cindy gasped, and shivered slightly when the morning breeze blew on her exposed cunt. Holding on to her springy tough buttocks I thrust my hungry tongue into her, flipping it rapidly on her puffed clit. WOW she was sweet! I slurped hungrily her flowing juices and squealing she started fucking my tongue. Ooh god! I couldn't hold off no more! Holding to her springy butt, I rose and in a single motion I slid my pants down, kissed her fervently and sticking my tongue in her open mouth I shoved my over bloated cock into her. Cindy squealed, and, rocking on my cock and biting my lips, she started heaving against me, her leg wrapping around my ass. We started heaving and shoving against one another. My, she was SO tight! With each shove I felt that I was lifting her of her feet! In a short time our mutual shoves got more fervent and she raised her other leg to wrap around my waist. Our weight made me lose balance and we fell. I managed to direct our fall so that we fell on the bench, Cindy's legs flailing high in the air. I entered her to my hilt, smashing my pubic bone against her mound. She screamed, and leaning her legs on my butt, she fucked back against my heated shoving, pushing me into her with each shove. Soon she lost control and screaming, "OH MY GOD! YEA!! YEEEES!" Her pelvis started to hop and swirl like a berserk washing machine. I lost all semblance of control. I heard a roar in my ears. I exploded in her, drowning her vagina with hot jets of spunk. My hips started working, heaving and dancing on their own. I kept jerking on and on long after she calmed down. After a while, in my arms, I felt her sobbing and weeping. "Like that bloody bitch! I'm just a whore, a lousy fucking whore!" she wailed, her tears wetting my chest. I kissed them off her pretty face, caressing her, comforting her, I finally said, "I told you, at your age, your hormones sometime take over control! Don't blame yourself, dear. Sweetheart, I'm sure that you are a sweet innocent girl." Talking like this, and showering a multitude of kisses on her face I succeeded in calming her down. I zipped her up, and arranging her training suite, I felt the hot breath of Xena on my face. I leashed the bitch, and turning I said to Cindy, "Don't worry dear. I'm perfectly healthy so don't fret. But if you aren't on the pill you'd better buy a "day after" pill. You don't want to get pregnant, your age!" *** She didn't get pregnant. Neither did Xena. I took her to the vet the next day, and he gave her a shot that fixed it. I have seen Cindy from afar, now and then, but we didn't meet until that day in the store. Like I have said, I would like to think that she blushed for the hot memories, but I think it was just embarrassment. But was she swaying her butt more pronouncedly or was I imagining it? My eyes were glued to Cindy's swaying hips flowing down the aisle, when I felt a sharp nudge. "Who's that bimbo?!" asked my wife. "She isn't a bimbo. She's Cindy, a neighbor girl from across the road the big houses." I started absent- mindedly, my gaze still glued to the swaying behind. "I wasn't asking for the bitches' address," responded Lena. "Where do you know her from?" she added in a threatening voice. Cindy just turned around the corner, and I finally took my gaze off her. Turning to my wife, I said, "It's nothing my dear. Just from walking the dogs..." END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 53