"He likes you," Rick said, laughing dirtily while Doug joined him.
"Oh," Lydia answered, closing her eyes and letting the tears flow freely from under her lids now. A soft warm wind blew lightly across her face, making several strands of her golden hair flutter against her cheeks and forehead. "No, don't," she said as the animal began lapping at her crotch.
She felt the warm, damp sensation of his tongue slathering down her fine cuntal hairs, matting them together with doggie spittle as his right paw moved up and rested heavily on her inner thigh. She could feel the short ticklish fur around his black rubbery paws against her flesh while his claws left small red marks on the skin. His tongue moved up from the bottom cleft of her pussy-lips, forcing the hairs to mat together in a slicked-down upward pattern while rivulets of his thick animal saliva seeped into the tight crack between her pussy-lips. Lydia rolled the back of her head from side to side against the rough wooden fence, a low throaty moan of despair and horror escaping from her tightly compressed lips.
He was only a dog; a filthy, primal lusting animal. She hated him. She couldn't help herself from hating him. And yet what was he doing to her? What feelings was he dredging from the dark corners of her mind that sickened as well as fascinated her? Gasping from the unbelievable tickle as the animal's hot wet tongue grazed her thickening clit-shaft, Lydia thrust her hands down to cover the exposed membranes. The dog licked her fingers, nuzzled at them with hot eagerness as he tried to gently push them away to get back to her twat.
"Oh God, God, nooooo!" Lydia cried, raising her hands and weakly trying to push the animal away. But he stayed, pushing forward harder until he managed to get back to the object of his battle. The sudden, scalding pressure of his powerful tongue as it peeled her cunt-lips apart and wormed a few inches into the velvety depths of her pussy made Lydia jerk her knees up involuntarily. That subtle move pulled her snatch-lips further apart, exposing more of the soft folds of her inner twat to the growling animal.
One wet lick rubbed over her clit again. Lydia sucked in her bottom lip and drew blood. What was happening to her mind? A dog… a Goddamned dog was doing this to her? She could feel her nipples stiffening, tweaking with excitement as the dog's growls grew louder and more fierce. As his bushy tail swished back and forth, brushing against her knees, Lydia rocked her ass slightly from side to side, rubbing the inner surfaces of her twat together. It was friction against friction that made her go wild. The rub of one velvet surface over another. She couldn't be expect to stay unmoved while a mouth was pushed against her cunt. Even if it was a dog's mouth.
"No, no!" she protested again. The dog growled again, then moved back. "Oh please don't… ohhhhh." The dog's tongue was back again, exploring higher until it was caressing the nub of her rising clitty shaft.
Oh, it felt so good to have that wonderful wet surface sloshing over her throbbing sex spindle. She opened her legs again, the pressure curling back her fat furry outer labes and exposing the full surface of her pulsing cunt to the Irish Setter. The animal whimpered and moved the long tip of his nose from side to side. Lydia sucked in a ragged breath as the dog opened his mouth wide and pressed his front white fangs into the flesh of her right inner thigh just above the jutting tendon. The hot flush of her skin, and her nerves being raked at so sensitive a spot on her body made Lydia's head pound crazily.
"Just like her friend," Rick commented wryly as he and Doug watched the young blonde student's ultimate degradation.
CHAPTER FIVE
Lydia sobbed, rolled to her right side and kicked out one leg as she felt a powerful spasm through the length of her pulsing clit-shaft.
That dog; that damned, wonderful dog was doing this to her. He seemed maddened and aroused more than ever as he gouged his claws against her thighs and stuck his long nose up and down the flooded slick inner folds of her twat. Lydia pulled herself up against the wooden fence and opened her eyes. Looking down at the Setter she could see that his furry mouth was wet with her own hot juice. His black, flared nostrils glistened with it. His pink tongue lolled sloppily over her twat, parted the fleshy fat lips, then slithered up the widened crack up to her clitoris and bathed it again and again.
Lydia squeezed her asscheeks together, feeling her asshole pucker up as she lifted her throbbing crotch up to the licking animal. Digging her trembling fingertips into the loose dirt under her, the young blonde shifted her thighs from side to side, raising and lowering her right leg, rubbing the slick inner bumps and hollows of her pussy against one another as that wonderful, rough pink tongue snaked its way up her love cave.
It felt wonderful, hot and wet. And yet Lydia wished she could have something more inside her. She felt highly aroused, and yet empty. Her cunny needed cockmeat, prickmeat, inches and inches of throbbing dong to stretch her taut pussy lining, to force it into a wide, high tunnel. For an instant Lydia wondered what it would feel like to have the Setter's pointed knobby prong peeling back her outer labes and drilling into her snatch. She drove the thought out of her mind in an instant, wondering how she could think of something so sick and unnatural.
"Uhhhh," the blonde grunted, snapping her knees together and trapping the big animal between her thighs. He growled in frustration, twisting his red, hairy handsome head to the left while opening his mouth. A light nip on the tendon protruding from Lydia's left thigh warned the girl to be more careful in her sexual acrobatics.
Lydia started rocking her body more furiously now. The killing tickle was becoming worse between her legs. She was building steadily toward a climax. Her mind whirled madly like an out-of-control merry-go-round while the dog's mouth worked over her pussy. She put a shaky hand down to her cuntal mound, felt how soaked with animal spittle she was, then felt the Setter's tongue lap her fingers and the sensitive places between them.
Groaning again, Lydia dragged her fingers up her heaving belly and felt the wet streaks they were making against her hot flesh. She closed her eyes and rolled her head back and forth against the wooden railing, her breathing becoming shallow and raspy. It was lovely. She could feel her body running out of control now. There was nothing she had to do except lean back and let her nerves take over. The pulsing grew harder and more throbbing in her cunny. The big Setter growled, his tongue lapping and slathering more furiously as he sensed Lydia's growing urgency. The blonde could smell her own cunt juice as more and more seeped from her slicked down cunny. Her groaning turned to short, rapid grunts, then to a kind of gurgling hysterical sob as the veins stood out in her neck. She shook her head violently back and forth, the strands of long blonde hair whipping across her cheeks while sweat trickled down from her forehead and burned into her eyes and nostrils. She could feel loose particles of dirt digging in between her nails and fingers as she scraped the ground with her hands. The entire world blurred into a white fog of unspeakable delight. Her pussy-lips were red and hot, and her clit-shaft seemed to burn like a tiny red hot poker. "Cumming, cumming," she said out loud, not realizing the dog wouldn't understand the significance of her announcement. But it wasn't lost on the men who stood around her and jeered at her orgasm.
"Cumming!" Doug mimicked Lydia, throwing back his head and howling like a wolf at the moon. The others laughed, then followed suit, soon filling the still night air with baying and barking sounds.
But neither the Setter nor Lydia seemed to pay much attention to them. The big animal squatting on its haunches, occasionally readjusting its position and revealing a long, bony-hard cock leaking a steady stream of bleachy doggie jizz. His big body trembled with excitement, his sides sinking in, then billowing out faster and faster as his lapping concentrated on Lydia's exploding clitty.