Chapter Two
Mr. and Mrs. Williams came by on schedule with the dog, his food, and his bed. They hurried off to catch a plane, and Linda was glad they did. She was electric with anticipation, with thoughts of sex, with feelings of erotic delight.
Once the man and woman were gone, she closed and locked the door. She turned and gazed down at the pure white poodle with a blue ribbon in its hair.
"Hello, Frenchie," she smiled.
The dog tilted his head slightly and his big brown eyes looked up with curiosity. He licked his chops, and Linda giggled.
"So you're mommie's little pet, huh?" she cooed.
Linda strode around the room, circling the puzzled dog. She unzipped her dress and let it slip down the length of her curvy body to the floor. She stepped out of it, still clad in bra and panties, her tits hard and her pussy thrusting. She circled the waiting dog a few more times, talking to him.
"So you like to lick, do you? Well, don't you worry. Linda's got something nice for you to lick. Your mama gave me a box of doggie treats for you. But I've got better doggie treats for you."
She paused in front of the quizzical dog and smiled affectionately at him. Frenchie wagged his stubby tail, expecting something nice from her. Linda squatted before him and extended her hand. The dog immediately licked her fingers.
"Good boy, Frenchie," she whispered, watching his tongue lick her hand. "Mmmm, that's nice. It sort of tickles."
She leaned forward and rested her hands on the floor, pressing her face close to the dog's. "Do you kiss your mommy? Huh? Kiss Linda's mouth nice."
The dog lifted his head up and licked at Linda's lips.
"Mmmm, you sexy little thing," she cooed. She parted her lips and stuck her tongue out a little. Frenchie's tongue lashed at her. Linda moaned. It was very sexy to be licked like this on her lips and tongue. It excited her right away.
"Ohhh, here, lick this," she panted. She leaned forward even more and pulled a small triangle of silk away from one thrusting tit. Her pink nipple spiked stiffly, and she eased it toward the doggie's mouth. Frenchie couldn't distinguish between fingers, mouths and tits. All he knew was that affection paid off for him. It always had. So he instinctively licked Linda's jutting tit.
"Oh, golly," she rasped, feeling sharp tingles in her tit.
Breathing fast, Linda cupped her tit and held it out for the dog. She pushed her tingling nipple closer to his lashing tongue. The feelings in her tit and throughout her whole body turned her on and gave her sensuous feelings that she loved.
"Ummmm," she moaned.
She leaned down on one elbow, getting comfortable for the tit-licking. Panting softly, she lowered the other triangle of her skimpy bra and fed her other tit to the licking dog. Then the happy canine was licking both tits, his tongue feeling sandpapery against her smooth, white flesh and sensitive nipples.
"Ewwww, Frenchie, good boy," she panted.
She thrust her tits at him and stroked his head while he licked her hot tits. Quivering a little, she rolled onto her back and hugged the affectionate dog to her. Frenchie loved the attention and it encouraged him to lick more rapidly at her heaving tits. He especially liked licking her pink nipples because they seemed like cute toys to him, rubbery little things for a dog to play with.
Linda's eyes closed and she breathed rapidly, thrusting her naked tits upward for more of Frenchie's exciting tongue. Frenchie seemed perfectly content to stand over her and lick the hell out of her tits, and that pleased Linda no end. Her tits rose up hard for the dog. His tongue lashed her tit- flesh to a soft pinkish color.
Linda felt sharp stings of new pleasure in her tits, pleasure she had wanted for weeks. Sure, it was a dog giving her this needed pleasure, but right now that didn't matter at all. What mattered was that her tits were hard and aching with delightful sensations. What mattered was that her nipples were erecting the way she liked them to, all tingly and excited. What mattered was that the licking doggie tongue made her feel warm and sexy and juicy, sending thrills of erotic pleasure down her body into her pussy.
Linda licked her lips as Frenchie worked magic on her tits. She moaned softly, offering all of her naked tits to the dog's tongue. She started to writhe on the floor as the pleasure increased. She snaked around on the carpet, moaning all the while, turning on more and more.
She gasped when Frenchie's rough tongue lashed her nipple. She arched her back and undid the hook of her bra with trembling fingers. She wanted her tits stark naked now so the dog could be free with them. She pulled the bra away from her body and tossed it aside. Her white tits jutted beautifully for the licking, lapping dog.
"Ummm," she moaned, reaching out to pet the dog. "Ohhhh, that's nice, Frenchie. Lick Linda's tits good. Ummmm, more, more. Ohhh, you make me feel so wicked. Do you know that, you cute little thing? Keep licking my tits like that and you're gonna be in deep trouble. Ummmm, lick them, lick them!"
Frenchie, like most French poodles, thrived on affectionate, encouraging female voices, and Linda's pleased him completely. Sensing that his activity was the cause of all this kindness, he licked furiously at Linda's thrusting, heaving tits. Linda moaned, getting hot.
Her eyes closed as Frenchie laved her tits. Her lips parted sensuously, and she panted softly, uttering a moan now and then as the doggie tongue excited and teased and pleased her aching young tits.
"Ohhhmmmm, soooo goooooood," she moaned.
Her soft, smooth hands slipped down her belly to her panties. As her head rocked to and fro and her tits thrust up at the licking dog, her fingers pushed hotly at the waistband of her panties. She needed to be naked now. She wanted to be stark naked and sensual and loving and all cummy with pleasure.
Her thumbs hooked into the flimsy material and shoved her panties down below her blonde, curly cunt fur. She peeled them down beyond her knees, then off her legs entirely. She tossed them aside and spread her legs wide.
"Frenchie," she whispered hotly. "Frenchie. Here, here… lick Linda's pussy. Ohhh, come here and lick my hot cunt!"
Rather forcefully, alarming the dog, she grabbed Frenchie's small body and lifted him right off his feet. She planted him firmly between her trembly thighs and drew her knees up and out. She pulled the startled dog to her twat and mashed her pussy against his nose.
Frenchie didn't like this rough treatment at all. He yelped, startling Linda, and she released her tense hold on him. He whined as if hurt and backed off completely from her twisting young cunt.
Linda got up on her elbows and looked at him through starry eyes. The dog looked frightened.
"Oh, damn!" she said heatedly. "Now I've ruined it! Frenchie. Come here, boy. Please come here. Linda just wants you to lick her pussy. I'm sorry I scared you. I got carried away. Ohhh, come here and lick me!"
But Frenchie yapped noisily and jumped back even farther, as if he no longer trusted her. Linda moaned sadly. Her lovely tits were aching. Her cunt was hot for a tongue-any tongue. She peered down over her furry hair and saw her pink clit sticking out from between the soft lips of her horny twat. It needed to be stimulated by something alive, something other than her fingers.
"Ohhh, Frenchie, please lick my cunt," she begged, trying to soothe him with her voice. She wasn't aware of it, but her voice was no longer soothing. Her voice was tense with sex-needs, low and luscious, but to a dog she sounded threatening. "Here, Frenchie, come and lick Linda's pussy. See here? See Linda's clit? Come lick it, boy!"
No amount of coaxing helped. Frenchie started barking and yapping and jumping all over the carpet. A light twinkled in Linda's blue eyes then as she realized that any boy or man in the world would do her bidding in a second, but not a dog. A dog needed something more than a girl's begging. Her eyes darted to the yellow box on the mantle.