Christine's bare ass rubbed the carpet. Her head lolled about her creamy shoulders. Her face was flushed with heated passion. Never before had she been this hot.
"Laddie! Laddie! Ohhhh…" She humped her soft ass off the floor. Her cunt went snacking into Laddie's snout. "Unnn!" The sensations were out of this world. She mashed her tiny bloated clit into the dog's snout again and again. Her ass hammered. Her pussy creamed.
Laddie growled. He was enraged with her banging cunt and drove his hard snout into her pussy, fighting her. His tongue whacked into the barrier of her cherry membrane. He snorted in annoyance.
He shook his head between her legs, continuing to ram his tongue against the thin cherry skin that protected the depths of her pussy. He squirmed on his belly, his prick getting hard friction from the carpet.
"Ohhhh, Laddie, your tongue!" She took her fingers from her cunt and kneaded the flesh of her hot frantic body.
Her gaze darted from the erotic view of herself in the mirror, with Laddie between her legs, to her cunt – Laddie's snout digging inside. She jerked and twisted her soft ass on the carpet.
"Laddie! Lick! Lick!" She grappled with the flesh of her sensitive tits. Her lithe sizzling-hot body was near orgasm.
She ground her pussy into the dog's nuzzling snout. Her clit, aching like never before, mashed into his sharp teeth. Lights went on and off.
The dog's tongue slapped her cunt. She bit her lip, wanting his tongue deep in her cunt, craving the sensation of being tongue-fucked. She squiggled to capture his tonguemeat in the hot scalding depths of her drooling pussy.
"Break it! Break it!" she cried in torment hating her cherry. "Break the fucking thing, doggie!" She swiftly reached the peak. Her body was ready for the coming holocaust.
The golden retriever, excited by her frantic gyrations, became enraged. His long cock, fully extended, rubbed against the carpet. His snout was drenched with pussy juice – a prelude to the gushing cum that would soon be flooding him.
His tongue, slashing like a whip, cracked against Christine's bubbly pussy and whipped over her hard clit. He lapped up the fuck juices and sloshed the cream over his jowls. Again, he dug his snout into her cunt, splitting apart her puffy cuntlips, mashing her clit. That was the limit. Christine exploded, then soared.
The innocent child's eyes widened in awe, her eyes locked on the fuzzy image of herself in the mirror. "I'm… I'm… oh…" she couldn't belive what was happening; it hit her like a ton of bricks, "… cuming!" She went soaring over the peak into bliss. A bliss caused by the snout of a dog and his whiplike tongue.
A gushing outpour of pussy-cream steamed past her cherry cunt and flooded Laddie's huge nuzzling snout.
Agitated and aroused to a feverish pitch, he begin to nip. His teeth, gentle but over-powering, gave the climaxing teenager wild sensations. He nibbled her swollen cuntlips, settling on her tiny hard pulsing clit.
His snipping teeth catapulted Christine higher into blissful heaven. She saw her image in the mirror in a blurring haze. Her cherry pussy pulsed, creaming with pleasure. She was swept along the explosive path of her orgasm. Her body contorted. Her pussy creamed. She humped, rocking her hips from side to side, mashing her tiny purplish-red clit into his teeth. She drowned the beast in a sea of pussy cream.
She writhed. "Laddie! Laddie!" Shrieks of joy escaped her open, panting mouth. Raving squeals came next when she climaxed in a dizzy blur, creaming the dog's snout over and over again.
"Bite! Bite! Bite!" She screamed in delirium. Laddie's teeth and tongue were exquisite. She climaxed in glorious fervor.
The golden retriever had found his niche. Tongue slapped cuntmeat. Snout nuzzled. Teeth gently nipped. Automatically, he pinched her blood-engorged clit in response to her erratic behavior. He shook his head in agitation. The action increased the overwhelming friction on her exposed clit.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" she gurgled.
Her ass hammered the floor, then stayed up in the air. Her orgasm was wreaking havoc on her unsuspecting body. Another gurgling cry floated through the bedroom. She hit the peak, suspended for an eternal second. The intensity was overwhelming. The joy tremendous.
"Laddie!" she cried, experiencing heavenly sensations. "Laddie…" Her orgasm was ebbing, and Laddie's nipping teeth kept her from coming down from the dizzy heights calmly. She tensed, twitched, and jerked, her clit too sensitive to touch. The dog kept nipping and licking her cunt, which was still gushing fuck cream. Spiraling downward, her body tingling in the afterglow, she managed to force the dog's nuzzle out of her cunt.
"No more… Laddie," she gasped. "No… more."
She clamped her legs together, her hands covering her sated cunt. "Stop, Laddie, or you'll have to leave the room."
The dog sat up in the front of her. White frothy cum had clung to his snout. His tongue dropped out the side of his mouth. He panted, his soft brown eyes glassy. His instincts had been aroused. He barked, frustrated, not knowing what to do about it.
Christine's eyes bulged at the sight of Laddie's giant cock. It was jutting out hard from between his legs, long and thick. He sat nervously in front of her, his eyes pleading.
"Ohhh, holy shit." Seeing his cock like that made Christine dizzy. "God, your cock's big, Laddie." A nervous giggle escaped her mouth. "You better go find a nice girl doggie to play with. You'd be able to fuck her." She giggled again, climbed into bed, pulled the covers over her naked body. She closed her eyes.
Laddie whined and rested his large head on the mattress, his pleading eyes looking up at Christine, his brow wrinkled.
Christine rolled to one side. "You be good," she warned. Her hand stroked the top of his head. She saw her cunt-cream on his snout and shivered. "Lie down and go to sleep, Laddie. I'm tired." Before closing her eyes again, she gave him a reassuring scratch behind the ears. "You're a good dog, Laddie."
Christine's eyes closed quickly; her orgasm had taken a lot out of her. Laddie whimpered his frustration and dropped to the floor, his big frame slinking down to the rug. He licked his chops; the taste of her pussy still excited him. Then he rested his head on his front paws and shut his eyes, too.
CHAPTER THREE
Craig knocked on the door of his daughter's bedroom. "You in there, Chrissy?"
Christine blinked away the sleep in her eyes. Her face flooded with shock. She gulped. "Y-yes, Daddy." She stammered.
She glances at the open closet and her pile of wet clothes on the floor. She thew back the covers to close the closet door before her father came in. Then she gasped, realizing that she naked. She yanked the covers back, her face flushed, her face fixed on the door, her hands holding the covers at her neck. She caught a glimpse of Laddie going to the door.
"Well?" Craig asked impatiently form the other side of the closed door. "Can I come in?"
Christine gulped uneasily. "Yes, Daddy." She was afraid to face her father. Afraid that the minute he stepped in her room, he would know what she had done. "Come in, Daddy."
Craig opened the door. His gaze settled on her long slender body beneath the covers. "I'm surprised. I though you'd be out getting some fresh air and sunshine. It's not the city, with all the damn smog and noise." He knelt down to scratch the head of the golden retriever sniffing his leg. "You're teaching him bad habits too, I see." He grinned roguishly.
Christine opened her mouth to speak. "I was up, Daddy," she explained, the covers tight around her neck. "Laddie and I went into the woods and followed the stream to the waterfall." Her gaze again drifted to the pile of clothes. "I got wet and came home to change, I guess country life tires me out." She gave him a weak nervous smile.