She had trained the dog to lick her cunt and found it an avid learner. She had thought it would be only a temporary arrangement, until the divorce went through, but soon she realized that the dog gave such good head that she decided to continue with the bizarre arrangement. She dated men now and often got fucked, but she still had the pleasure of canine tongue several days a week.
Usually, that was as far as it went. The dog would lick her pussy until she creamed and then she would jack the brute off to keep him happy, rewarding him for his cunt-lapping. Once or twice she had let the brute fuck her, when she was in a particularly depraved mood. She liked to hear the way he panted when he was mounted behind her, fucking his prick up her cunt doggy-fashion, and she loved to feel his hot cum squirt into her pussy.
Chris, of course, did not realize that the dog he was walking was more sexually experienced than he, himself.
But the dog knew all about women.
And the dog was a lot less surprised than the boy was when Veronica beckoned them to her home…
The sexy redhead had put her semi-transparent gown on to go to the door and she looked even sexier than the divorcee as she signaled, smiling, to the horny young man.
He hesitated. The Great Dane stiffened and sniffed, then began to wag his tail. His tongue lolled out over his jaw and – to Christopher's horror – the dog's prick began to get hard. Chris was still struggling to conceal his own hard-on. He was embarrassed. He blushed bright red. Yet what could he do but hope?
He strolled over to the house.
Christ! He could see right through her black negligee! Oh, Lord! She was looking at the front of his pants! But she didn't seem shocked or anything, and she continued to smile.
"Hello, young man," she said.
"Err – hi," he said nervously.
"I was wondering if you might like a cold drink or something. It's a hot day to be walking a dog."
"Gee – sure," he said.
"Come on in."
He hesitated, glancing at the animal.
"Oh, bring the doggy in, too – I'm sure he'd like something, as well," she said. She giggled suggestively.
Chris and the dog went into the house.
Then he got a real shock for, although Veronica had put on a negligee to go to the door, Linda had not dressed. She was standing there wearing boots and a Stetson – and nothing at all between them.
Christopher's eyes bulged out like hard-boiled eggs.
The dog began to whine.
The two tall girls regarded each other, grinning.
Were they some sort of perverts? Did they get their jollies by teasing horny teenaged boys?
Veronica slipped her negligee off again.
Chris looked back and forth between them. One was as beautiful as the other. Could he fuck one of them? Both of them? His prick was bucking like a bronco.
The dog was looking back and forth between the two women, as well. With his canine instincts he could sense that these were two very randy human bitches. Being a mere dog, he didn't have a well-developed sense of fidelity and it never occurred to him that he would be cheating on his mistress if he made it with these girls.
"What's your name, young man?" the redhead asked.
"Chris," he said.
They introduced themselves.
"And what's the nice doggy's name?" Linda asked.
"Brutus," Chris said.
"We didn't really invite you in for a cold drink," Veronica admitted, eyeing the boy speculatively.
"I might like a nice hot drink," Linda added, and the girls giggled as they exchanged glances.
"What do you want?" the boy asked uneasily.
"Well – you may think that we're terrible naughty, but we want to fuck your dog!" Linda giggled.
It was so unexpected that, for a moment, the meaning of those words did not register on the lad.
Then he gasped.
"My dog?" he croaked.
"Um – hum. Okay?"
"You can watch," Veronica said.
"Oh, yes, we want you to watch. That will be half the fun of it. I'm sure you'll be interested."
"And if you're a good boy, maybe I'll suck your cock," Linda added, licking her lips.
Chris almost fainted.
The redhead said: "You see, Chris, Linda and I have been sucking each other off and it made us hot for cock."
Depravity upon depravity.
Chris staggered, his jaw hanging open like the dog's.
"Well?" Linda asked him.
His voice failed him. When he opened his mouth, only a squawk came out. He nodded, instead. He had never even dreamed of a situation like this one – but he sure as hell was not going to pass it up!
Nor was the Great Dane. The brute's big prick was swollen now and the slippery red cock-knob was squeezing out from the furry sheath. His balls were bloated with spunk. The divorcee had not jacked him off for several days now and Brutus was eager to fuck.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Veronica suggested.
The girls went first. Boy and beast followed. Chris noticed the dildo on the floor, slathered with cunt juice. But by this time, nothing could shock the boy.
The two girls were having a great time, giggling and teasing him. But they were not cock-teasers. Now that they had decided to do it, they were both determined to see it through to the end. They stood on either side of the virgin boy and began to undress him.
Chris was whimpering with expectation. His fists were clenched at his sides, his face contorted by tension.
The dog had moved off to one side, trailing his leash and eyeing the humans with interest. His prick was like a heated crowbar under his shaggy belly. He was hoping that these women were the sort who fucked, rather than merely gave hand-jobs as a reward.
Linda had taken Christopher's cock out.
She handled the boy's cock, stroking and rubbing. She hauled his bloated balls out and seemed to be weighing them in her palm, as if trying to judge how much jism they held.
"Oh, what a lovely cock he has," she whispered.
Veronica began to finger his cockhead.
"Shall we suck him off or let him fuck us?" she asked.
"Or both?" Linda said.
"Yeah!" Chris rasped.
Now that they were playing with his prick, the boy was gaining confidence and losing his shyness. These girls might well be perverted and depraved, but it had become apparent that they were not cock-teasers and the lad was thrilled to know that he was about to lose his virginity.
They continued to undress him, taking turns stroking his cock, until he was naked.
Brutus growled, feeling neglected.
In fact, the girls had gotten so interested in the teenaged boy, that they had temporarily forgotten about the dog. His growl reminded them of his presence – and that the boy was only secondary. Young men could be sucked and fucked with regularity, if a gal chose – but dogs were not so easy to come by.
"You'll have to wait your turn, Chris," Linda said.
Jeez! Were they serious about fucking the dog? The boy couldn't believe it.
The women gazed at each other thoughtfully.
"Who's first?" Veronica asked.
They hesitated for a moment. There was a little embarrassment between them. Although they both wanted to fuck the dog, each felt a bit sheepish about being the first. Both had the same thought: What if one fucked the dog and then the other girl backed out?
Linda solved the problem.
"Let's let the doggy decide!" she said.
Veronica nodded and both women went over to the bed. They sat down side by side, their legs open. That was a familiar position to the Great Dane, since his mistress frequently assumed it. He advanced towards them, whimpering, eyes glowing and prick throbbing. Chris stood where he was, swaying, his cock pivoting from side to side like a gun, aimed first at one girl and then the other. But he was willing to wait his turn. It would, he figured, be a sight worth seeing, and he had no doubts that he would get his own balls emptied in the end – for any girls who were depraved enough to fuck with a dog could hardly refuse a virgin boy!