Bob Wallace
Her four legged lovers
CHAPTER ONE
Tammy Gunther hurried up the steps to the library, her knees shaking in expectation. This was her third visit to the library since discovering a secret place in the back, hidden by bookcases and stacks of books. She stepped into the large main room and saw Bill Anderson standing behind the long counter, stamping returned books. She smiled demurely. Her stomach turned to jelly as she passed by him on her way to the back of the library, where she could look at the pictures of dogs and ponies in the colorful picture books.
"Hi, Tammy," Bill whispered, seeing the young girl, her face flushed with excitement.
"Hello, Mr. Anderson," she said softly, her cheeks flaring red from embarrassment and her eyes sparkling with her special secret.
"You're kind of late tonight. We're going to be closing soon."
Tammy frowned, her creamy complexion tinted with a pink glow. "I know. I had to finish my chores before dad would let me out."
"You going back to look at the stack of dog books again?" he asked, knowing about the child's preoccupation with dogs.
"Uh huh," she nodded, her stomach churning.
"I'll bet you're going to own a kennel when you get out of high school."
"I am," she said. "I'm also going to be a vet." Except for her fascination with dogs, Mr. Anderson was her only childhood crush since reaching puberty.
"Don't get lost back there," Bill teased, watching her leave. He ogled the child's long legs, the white knee socks that covered her calves, and the skirt that touched her knees. His cock twitched. This kid was definitely a hot, primed virgin. He rubbed his crotch, deciding that tonight he was going to get the young girl to fuck him.
Tammy hurried to the back of the library and the seclusion of the last aisle. She had felt Bill's eyes on her and she swallowed the lump in her throat. She always got one when she talked with him. With not much time left, she selected her favorite book right away, not bothering to work her way up to it.
She went to the back of the aisle and turned the corner; her hidden cubbyhole was empty. There were stacks of books lining the walls and piled high on the floor. She sat in her special secret spot between the stacks of books. Her heart pounded as she leafed through the pages. She gulped, her hand automatically going to her crotch.
"Aaaaaaah," she sighed softly as she groped under her red plaid skirt, touching the velvety lips of her virgin pussy. She was glad she didn't wear panties tonight. They were always such trouble and, the last time, in her haste to leave just before closing time, she had almost left them on the shelf.
Tammy moaned, her fingers stroking the soft puffy lips of her tender cunt. She gazed at the pictures of the dogs, wishing her father would buy her one. Slowly, she turned the pages, feasting her eyes on the large sleek animals – the Great Danes, greyhounds, and Doberman pinschers, also the long-haired ones; the German shepherds and the collies. The juices in her hot bubbly pussy were beginning to flow, soaking her probing fingers.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" she sighed as she imagined their giant animal cocks sticking out from between their powerful hind legs. Her fingers tweaked her hard and pulsing clit. She could feel her insides turn to mush and she gasped, soft gasps that were absorbed by the books surrounding her.
Closing her eyes, she lowered the book to the floor. She squirmed on her soft ass, her fingers delving into the opening of her sweet tender pussy. The only thing keeping her from plunging deeper was the thin skin that held her virginity intact.
"Ooooooh," she cooed. Her other hand slid to her tits, rubbing the fleshy globes through her soft sweater and bra. She kneaded her tittie-flesh, panting as she rocked on her cute ass cheeks, her fingers working feverishly on her tiny clit.
Bill Anderson stood against the wall; the books on the shelves were discreetly positioned just right. He watched Tammy, his throat parched, while the schoolgirl played with her wet, furry pussy. His cock was rock hard. He left, anxious to lock up the library.
Minutes later, with no one in the library except him and Tammy, Bill returned to his position behind the bookshelves to watch the horny young teenager. She was still in the same position; her legs spread, her skirt around her waist and her fingers playing with her hot gorgeous cunt, a dreamy look in her wide blue eyes.
It was only by accident that he had found her this way the other evening. He had been looking for her to ask if she wanted to share a soda during his break. It was then that he saw her playing with herself while staring at the books about dogs. For two nights, his dreams were filled with the child, his cock fucking her pussy while hairy dogs licked her virgin body.
Tammy heard a noise and stopped, her ears tuned to any activity nearby. She heard nothing and returned to her pussy, with no intimation of what time it was or that Bill was leering hotly at her from the next aisle.
Bill Anderson watched for a few more minutes, and decided to make his move. With the library closed, he was sure he could devise some way to get into her pussy. She was definitely a hot and horny kid. He walked around the bookshelf and into her secret spot. He stared down at her for almost a full minute before she realized that he was there.
"Ahhhhhhh!" she gasped aloud, trying to pull her skirt down in a rush. "What? What… are… you doing here?" She was about to cry. The shame of being caught was too much for her to handle.
"Don't be upset," Bill soothed, crouching down. He smiled warmly at the teenager. "I'm not going to say anything."
Tammy avoided his eyes. She wanted to die! He had seen her pussy. He had seen her do things to herself. What must he think of her?
"Relax, Tammy," he urged, resting his hand on her bare knee. "What I saw will never leave this room. I promise."
She sniffed back her tears. "Honest?"
He nodded. His rigid cock was driving him crazy and he had every intention of taking advantage of this virgin teenager's predicament. "Only if you promise to do something for me," he added, a sly wolfish grin on his face.
She looked at him suspiciously. "What do you want?"
"I'll tell you later. I'm curious about the books you're looking at. You could use books from the anatomy section with lots of naked men. Why do you look at dogs while you play with yourself and not men?"
She gulped. Her throbbing heart felt as if it would leap out from her throat. Her face burned red. "I saw my older sister doing it with a dog about a year ago, before she went away to college. I'm shy around boys…" She shrugged wondering if what she said made any sense.
"Dogs can't tease you either or tell on you, huh?" He smiled disarmingly.
"Yea," she said, sensing he understood. She really didn't know why she liked to think about dogs, except that her sister did things with dogs and she had always looked up to her sister. Ever since that one episode, sex and dogs turned her on.
"Have you ever let a dog lick you down there, Tammy?" he asked, pointing to her pussy now covered by her skirt.
"No," she whispered, wishing he would stop talking about it. Talking about sex with him was arousing, but embarrassing.
"I have a few dogs at my place," he said. "Would you like to visit me sometime?" He winked. "You might have a lot of fun with them."
Tammy's heart skipped a beat. Her face flushed. This was a chance to do all the things she wanted to do, to satisfy her desires about animals and let them do the things she saw the dog do with her sister. "If I came to your place, would you tell anyone?" she asked suspiciously.
"Whatever you do, or I do, will always be our secret."
He was rubbing her warm thigh, inching under her skirt. Her attention was so concentrated on what she was planning with his dogs, she didn't seem to notice him. His hand inched up the warm flesh of her thigh, closer to the fuzzy patch of pussy hair that covered her virgin cunt.