She decided not to wear any panties.
After all, she was only going to call on the girl across the hall, so there was no reason why she had to wear panties.
She smoothed her skirt down and brushed her hair and went out the door.
A modest girl, Barbara had never before gone out without any panties on, and it gave her a naughty sensation. She wondered if she dared go out without panties later that evening. She would have loved to and knew it would turn a man on, but she didn't suppose that she would have the courage. Still, the idea was exciting. She was very aware of her naked cunt under her short skirt. Her pussy seemed to squish as she moved, simmering between her sleek thighs.
So it was that Barbara called on Melanie, not wearing any panties and with her pussy starting to become aroused again…
CHAPTER EIGHT
Melanie was pleased when she found Barbara at the door, and showed it with a smile.
What a friendly girl, thought Barbara.
What a delicious-looking blonde, thought Melanie. Oh, I do hope she likes to have her pussy licked!
Melanie still wasn't sure how to go about suggesting it, however. Except for Arabelle, who had done the initial suggesting, Melanie had only found suckable cunts in lesbian bars, where everyone's inclinations and intentions were already known and accepted and there was no chance of making a mistake that would be embarrassing. The only question that ever arose in those places was which girl was to do the sucking and which was to get sucked.
But this was a totally different situation.
Barbara might be strictly heterosexual. She might be shocked or disgusted by the thought of letting a girl lap her cunt. It would be an uncomfortable situation, in that case, having revealed her cunt-sucking tendencies and been denied, and having to live right across the hall from the other girl, having blushing confrontations at the front door, avoiding each other's eyes.
Hungry as she was to go down on the delicious blonde, Melanie knew she would have to play it slowly and cautiously. She figured that she would work the conversation around to erotic things gradually, then to men, specifically and, if Barbara showed no dismay at such talk, Melanie could mention some man she knew who gave great head. She could talk about how much she enjoyed getting her pussy gobbled, then ask Barbara if she loved it, too. And if she said that she did, Melanie could make the offer – only half serious, half joking, until she saw how the blonde reacted. That seemed the best way to go about seducing the girl without being too overt.
As it turned out, there was a better way.
The girls went into the front room.
Barbara sat in an armchair, carefully keeping her thighs together, very much aware of the fact that she was not wearing anything under her short skirt.
Melanie went to the kitchen to make coffee.
And the Dalmatian stood up, snout quivering.
Although the Dalmatian had never fucked a girl before that morning, he was a bright dog and a fast learner, and Melanie had taught him well. Now the handsome spotted dog had gotten another scent of hot human pussy. It was only logical that he should suppose that his services were being called upon again.
He moved towards Barbara.
Barbara, who had never even dreamed of fucking with a dog, had no idea what instincts were motivating the Dalmatian. She was fond of animals and reached out to stroke his head.
"What a nice doggy," she said.
The dog placed his head in her lap and she stroked his ears.
Then he pushed his snout under the hem of her short skirt and his wet tongue lapped at her bare pussy.
"Oh! Bad dog!" she said.
She pushed his head away.
The Dalmatian gave her a puzzled look – and slid his muzzle back into her crotch.
Barbara was embarrassed, at first. But as his long, hot tongue rasped up her cunt, she gave a little shudder. It felt lovely! She was ashamed of herself, but she had to admit it. In fact, she wished that Melanie were not in the apartment, because she would have liked to open her legs wide and let the Dalmatian tongue her cunt until she screamed! Her legs were still together and the brute was jamming his snout into the tight vee, his tongue wedging in. Now Barbara shot a quick glance at the door to the kitchen, saw that Melanie was not in sight – and parted her legs a little, so that the dog could give her crotch an unhindered tongue-stroke or two.
Glancing down, she saw that the dog's prick was getting hard.
Fascinated by the very idea of pricks, the blonde virgin stared at the long, hardening dog-cock in awe.
The shiny red cock-knob came squeezing out from the hairy sheath. The fat prick began to throb. His balls expanded.
Barbara was so intent on watching the dog get a hard-on that she failed to notice Melanie come in with a tray of coffee.
Melanie halted in surprise, then grinned. The Dalmatian was merrily lapping away on the blonde's cunt and the blonde was looking very happy about it. Melanie saw that Barbara was not wearing any panties. A good sign, thought the girl. Maybe she came over here with the same idea in mind that I had when I invited her!
Melanie felt a bit envious of the Dalmatian.
She wanted to tongue that juicy pussy, herself.
Barbara was trembling, both at the sight of the hardening cock and at the lovely sensation of the brute's slurping tongue. She wondered if she had time to come before Melanie returned.
She glanced towards the door again.
Finding Melanie standing there, watching them, Barbara gave a gasp and blushed bright red.
She grabbed the dog's head and pushed him away from her pussy, as if she had just realized what he was doing.
The Dalmatian stood back, wagging his tail, tongue lolling out, willing to be obedient, but confused as to what was required. Melanie put the tray down and moved towards them. She saw that Barbara was embarrassed and dismayed at being discovered, but she also knew that the blonde had been enjoying the dog's tongue and that she had been fascinated by the sight of his hard-on.
Melanie knew just how to seduce her, now – how to make the blonde so hot that she would be willing to do anything, whether she thought that it was depraved or not.
Pretending that she had not noticed Barbara's pleasure, Melanie said: "Oh, I'm so sorry. He's such a naughty doggy."
"He – he sneaked up on me," Barbara said, trying to make a joke of it. She laughed slightly, nervously.
"Yes. He does that to me sometimes," Melanie said.
Barbara wondered if Melanie stopped him – or let the beast tongue her to a climax. Was that why the Dalmatian had gone straight for her cunt? Had Melanie trained him to lap cunt?
"Oh, dear – he has an erection now," Melanie said, as if she had just noticed the fact.
"How embarrassing," Barbara said.
"Yes – especially since I'll have to take care of it."
"I beg your pardon?" Barbara asked.
"It's not good for a dog to get a hard-on and not use it, you know," said Melanie. "A vet told me that. He advised me to – well, to masturbate the dog, if that happened."
"Really? How – how awful for you, Melanie."
"Oh, I don't really mind doing it," Melanie said. "I only hope it doesn't bother you, Barbara."
"I – I don't mind. I mean, if a vet advised you to do it, it must be the best thing."
"I can take him in the kitchen and do it there," Melanie said.
But Barbara was dying to watch the girl jerk off the Dalmatian. The idea was fascinating.