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 Petting Love
Tags: g/dog, ped, M-solo, beastiality, exploration, g-solo, incest



   It had been 3 years since my loving wife of 8 years, Jillian, had passed
in an automobile accident that had left me walking with a cane.  Luckily,
our daughter Ella had been visiting Jillian's parents, and hadn't been in
the car.  Sadly, those in the car that hit us hadn't made it either, so I
was left with some survivor's guilt, not to mention caring for my then
3-year old daughter.

   Now, as Ella had just turned 6, and to give her a present I knew would
last a lot longer than most of the stuff I typically found myself buying
her--Dolls and the like--I decided to head to the local Animal Shelter and
picked out a 4 year old male golden retriever named Jersey, who had given
me THE LOOK, and I knew I had to adopt him.

   After getting the food, leash, and other supplies, I headed home just
before 2 pm--when school would get out, and set everything up.  Since I had
to take it easy, still recovering from some random pain from the accident,
I knew my good friend Violet would gladly be picking Ella up from 1st
grade.

   Sitting on the couch and giving Jersey a good brushing, the doorbell
rang and instinctively he barked to let whoever know he was saying "Hello".
I could hear Ella's happy screams as she nearly broke the door down, and as
soon as she saw Jersey she instantly knew he was her's.

   "DOGGY!!" she cheered as she ran over and happily hugged and petted the
just-as-frantic Jersey, who was all woof and wag as he and my daughter
bonded instantly.

   Violet looked at me and smiled.  "You do know there's a lot to do with
another mouth to feed, don't you?" she laughed as I just shrugged, ready to
deal with anything, just as long as it made Ella an even happier child.

   "What's his name?" Ella asked me.

   "Jersey..." I replied, getting Jersey's inquisitive attention as he
heard his name.

   "Can we keep him?" Ella asked, wondering if he was to stay.

   "Happy Birthday!" was all I needed to answer with, and Ella was laughing
happily once again.

   Things finally settled down after an hour or so, and Violet had left to
tend to her own life.  I was still on the couch when I heard the paws of
Jersey and laughing of Ella coming down stairs.  Both ran over and hopped
on the couch next to me.

   "Having fun?" I asked Ella, who couldn't sit still.

   "Thank you Daddy..." she smiled as she kissed my cheek, followed by
Jersey who's kiss wasn't quite as neat.

   "You're VERY welcome!" I smiled as I lifted Ella onto my lap and felt
what I didn't quite expect from my long-since potty trained daughter.  "Did
you have an accident?" I asked, noticing her wet crotch and pants.

   She shifted over and looked a little embarrassed.  "I...I
didn't...honest..." she tried to explain, but was blushing uncomfortably.

   "Hey...Ella...don't worry, we all have accidents..." I began to console
her, but she quickly turned to pout and ran back upstairs.

   Her new shadow, Jersey, quickly followed with a woof and a scamper up
the stairs.



   I gave Ella a few minutes to compose herself, then made the long walk up
the steps.  My leg was starting to hurt, and I knew I needed to take it
easy soon.  As I approached her door, I heard a soft giggle, which made me
smile--knowing she wasn't sad or upset anymore.

   Peering through the partly opened door, I saw something I never thought
I'd see.

   Ella, pants on the floor, her little light blue panties off as well, and
Jersey's tongue clearly licking her little hairless slit---her giggles were
definitely the HAPPY kind, and I couldn't believe she was actually
sensative enough to feel something from Jersey's happy lapping tongue that
was practically tongue-fucking my daughter.

   "Mmmmmm.....heee heee....that tickles puppy...." I heard her softly say,
moaning a little to my added surprise as she was probably feeling an all
new kind of pleasure.

   As I watched her dog lick her little pussy, I could feel my cock
beginning to take notice as well--not believing I was reacting to what I
was witnessing, and also imagining things I'd never imagined before that
very moment.

   She just wiggled her little body up and down, left and right, getting
Jersey's greedy tongue lick her from whatever spot she could get a feeling
from.  Her eyes were clamped shut, and she had her left hand under her
blouse, clearly rubbing her tiny little left nipple, adding to the new
heightened sensations she was experiencing.

   NOW I knew what had been the cause of her wetness--she'd most likely
been changing after school, Jersey had been curious, and not a DUMB dog,
and smelled something he'd liked.  Now I wished, beyond all reason and
decency, I was the dog---licking my own daughter---and I couldn't believe
it as my cock began to drip precum in my boxers, and I knew I needed to cum
soon.

   "Mmmm....yeeeeeee......Ohhhhhhhhh....." I heard Ella's soft moans as she
clearly had a tiny little 6-year old girly cum, and her body fell back onto
her bed.

   Jersey stopped licking her, then lifted his leg slightly and I could see
he was now licking her slightly erect doggy dick, which was probably
responding to the scent of Ella's partly red little slit.

   Then I saw something that blew my mind even more.  Ella sat back up and
watched as Jersey licked his cock.  She leaned in close, and with little
hesitation held his unsheathed cock in her little hand, and began to rub it
up and down.  Jersey just lay back a bit, panting happily as my daughter
pleasured him, but stopped before things went any further(actually making
me feel sorry for the dog being left blue-balled).

   Ella stood up off the bed, and I quickly moved out of sight, and quietly
hobbled into the bathroom.

   Lifting the lid, I took my hard-as-a-rock cock out and within a few
seconds(literally) I blew my load into the toilet bowl--not believing I'd
just seen my little girl and her new dog sexually pleasure each other. 
Ella had ACTUALLY had a little orgasm, and she'd ACTUALLY jerked Jersey off
for a minute or two as well.

   Flushing the toilet, washing my hand, and then heading back downstairs,
I turned the TV on some Sports Channel and sat.

   Minutes later I heard Ella coming downstairs, Jersey following, but
clearly worn out from what he and Ella had just been doing, and passed out
on the nice doggy bed I'd bought him.

   "Daddy...can we get pizza?" my little girl, who as I looked at her was
becoming more and more beautiful, asked me as she walked over.

   "Sure." I smiled, then reached over and grabbed my cellphone. 
"Hawaiian?" I asked her, knowing she'd agree to her favorite kind.

   Pizza was delivered relatively promptly, and the next few hours as the
sun set once again passed.  Ella was her typical 6-year old self, no
changes, no signs of the little dog-lover she was inside the walls of her
bedroom.



   It was just after 9 pm, which was Ella's usual bedtime, when she came
downstairs and looked around with a confused expression as she walked into
the living room and saw me watching some late Sports highlight show.

   "What is it?" I asked her as she stepped over to my recliner.

   "Daddy...where's Jersey??" she asked, somewhat saddened, and hiding what
I knew was going through her mind as she fidgeted a little(unaware I was
watching her little hand rub her crotch with obvious anticipation of
another little orgasm or two before drifting off to sleep).

   I looked over into the kitchen where I saw the sleeping dog, worn out,
and resting on the doggy bed I'd bought for him.  "Sleeping...let him rest
honey, he had a long day..." I told her, seeing her face instantly change
from a brief expression of upset, to one of accepting she'd have to go to
bed without having her new pet lick her little slit.

   She toddled over to me and hopped up onto my lap where I was sitting. 
"Daddy..." she began, yawning lightly as she tried to keep her eyelids
open.

   A few seconds later she had drifted off to dream land, but I could feel
her little ass pushing down on my crotch--which was quickly swelling as my
cock began to stir from the heat of Ella's perfect little cheeks.  I needed
to shift, otherwise I'd probably cum in my pants from her pajama covered
ass pushing into my cock.

   I pulled her into my arms, stood up, and carefully and quietly carried
her back up to her room, moments later as I opened her door I heard the
light jingle of Jersey's collar as he followed me into a room I'm sure he
immediately recognized as a very GOOD room to be in.

   Laying Ella on her bed, I saw Jersey's tail wagging with clear
anticipation of what he had basically been trained to do by my daughter,
but before he could stick his snout in-between Ella's legs, I pushed him
back down and scooted him out, then shut the door and stood in front of
Ella's bed.

   I had thoughts, the kinds of thoughts NO father should ever have about
his little 6 year old girl.  But as I watch her, the pedophile voyeur I
found myself becoming, all I could do was stare at her little ass, her sexy
little ass.

   My cock was swollen once again, and I had to restrain myself with
practically EVERY ounce of my being, otherwise I'd probably rape my own
daughter---there was a fine line, and I knew I would have trouble not
crossing it, especially when I considered the fact that Ella had been
sexually pleasured by Jersey, and vice versa.

   She knew more than I think most girls her age did--well, I take that
back--with the Internet being everywhere, wifi hot spots at just about any
store, restaurant, coffee shop, and obviously OUR own home--I had to
conclude that she had seen something, somewhere, some time that gave her
the both brilliant and arousing idea to explore her own little body, and
discover something I hadn't even figured out until I was twice her age.

   Lost in thought, contemplating if I was about to take the next step, a
step that could be beyond too far, a step that only the "sick" and
"perverted" fathers take with their own flesh and blood.  Suddenly I saw
Ella's eyes open and she sat up in bed and stared at me, looking curious at
first, then realized it was just me.

   "Da...daddy..." she began to say.

   "Want me to turn your nightlight on?" I asked her, resuming my typical
fatherly role.

   She nodded, then fell back to her pillow and I walked over, pulled her
sheets over her, and clicked on her night light.  Stepping back to the door
I turned off her light, and proceeded to leave her room--but, as fate
seemed to step back into place, I turned to stare at her once more, and as
she rolled over and subconsciously flicked off her sheets, I happened to
see her pajama pants had partly drooped down, and my eyes caught the
heavenly vision of her little ass--just the first inch or so of her ass
crack.

   I couldn't....could I??

   Walking over to her bed, seeing the nightlight bouncing just enough off
her skin to showcase the little crack that led down under the pajamas that
covered all of her glory, I quietly knelt down at the side of her bed and
stared.  My cock was practically drooling, as precum was rapidly flowing in
my boxers.  The soft skin of each partly freed globe of Ella's 6 year old
ass was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen.

   Suddenly I felt the little remaining portion of my conscience telling me
to STOP before I went and molested my own flesh and blood, and knew I had
to wait and make sure there was consent on her part.  As much as I wanted
to peel her pajamas off, expose her whole ass, and jam my cock inside
her---I couldn't fully RAPE her.

   Deciding to leave myself blue-balled, I left Ella's room and saw Jersey
had been laying on the floor a few feet down the upstairs hallway.

   "You too?" I chuckled as I asked the obviously equally blue-balled dog,
and opted to head into the bathroom to have a quick shower---as well as
shoot a load.



   Waking up the next morning, middle of the week, and one of the few times
I had to get to work early, I heard Jersey barking as Ella came out of her
room, and wondered if she'd woken up at any point during the night to have
a little "secret rendezvous" with her new "best friend".

   Getting dressed, I wandered downstairs to see Ella had already gotten
most everything ready for her day at school.

   "Good morning Daddy..." she smiled at me as she ate a poptart.

   "You sleep good?" I asked, seeing she was even more beautiful than I
think I'd ever noticed.

   "Yep...you gotta go to work?" she asked, seeing me in a bit less casual
clothing, a dress shirt and tie, but still jeans below.

   "Sorry El...I'll pick you up today though." I smiled, then bent down and
kissed the top of her head.



   Taking the time to wait for her at the bus stop, which was just across
the street, I then headed for work, but I remembered to give a key to my
neighbor, Glenn, who I knew would check on Jersey a couple times.

   Traffic was a bitch---as was work---(which I'll try to speed past
through the narrative, so we can get back to the GOOD parts)...



   Lunch came around, just after 12:30, and as I sat on a bench outside the
office, I got a call from Ella's school.

   "Hi..." I began, not expecting a call from the school.

   "Hello, Mr.  Nathan, this is Jeanne Devonshire from Youngtown
Elementary..." the woman, who I knew was the Principal, began.

   "Yes, how can I help you?" I asked, noticing a hint of worry in her
voice.

   "I was calling to notify you that your daughter, Ella, had an accident
at school, and I was wondering if it was alright to call an ambulance for
her..." she continued, getting me to spill the bottle of water I had on my
lap.

   "What?" I asked, shocked as hell.

   "...she's fine, but it's school policy when a student injures themself.
She fell off the slide, and sprained her wrist..." she explained.

   "Oh God..." I said quietly to myself, quickly putting everything on
hold, and now freaked out about my daughter--the only thing I really had in
my life.  I paused, gathering my thoughts, and felt my heart pounding.

   "Mr.  Nathan...did you want to pick up Ella, and take her to the ER
yourself?  I can have our Nurse accompany her instead..." she asked.

   I shook my head, "No...I'll come get her." I replied, then stood up and
headed back into the building.

   "I'll tell her, and I'll meet you when you get here.  I'm sorry...." she
apologized, clearly feeling sadness for Ella's injury.

   "Th...thank you." was all I could say as I hung up.

   Not needing to explain much, other than my daughter having an accident
to my boss, Harry, who was a friend of my late parents, I quickly left the
office and arrived at Ella's school as quick as legal driving speeds could
get me there.

   As I entered the main office, and saw the Principal waiting for me, I
saw her look like she'd definitely just cried.  She saw me and tried to
smile.

   "She's waiting for you..." she told me, referring to Ella.

   I entered the Nurse's Office just inside the main office and saw Ella,
tears in her eyes, and an ace wrap and a bag of ice on her wrist.

   "Daddy...!" she yelled for me, hopping off the small cot, and ran over
to me.

   I carefully lifted her up into my arms, and kissed her cheek.  "I'm here
baby...I'm here..." I tried to calm her down.  "Wanna go to the hospital,
or just rest at home?" I asked her.

   "Home..." was all she could muster as she was gently weeping.

   "She should be fine, but if there's any swelling..." the nurse began,
but knew I knew what to do if things got worse.

   "Thank you." I nodded, then carried Ella out, grabbing her backpack, and
we left for my car.

   Getting home shortly after, Ella seemed to have calmed down a bit.  I
set her on the couch, as she'd drifted off in the car, and I immediately
heard Jersey yipping at the back door as he'd heard us from the back yard.

   I let him in, knowing dogs had tremendous healing power--not even
realizing that Jersey was quickly running towards Ella, who's legs were
partly open, and her crotch(covered w/ jeans) was now being sniffed at and
practically snout-fucked by Jersey.

   Not wanting to interupt the rather arousing action, I sat on the
recliner and watched as Jersey began to get a good sniffing going, and
heard a soft moan of pleasure coming from Ella who clearly knew,
subconsciously, had something pushing into her crotch.

   "Mmmmmm......" a sexy little groan escaped from Ella, and my cock began
to swell in my pants.

   Jersey quickly broke his rhythm and looked back at me.  He ran over and
barked, clearly done, or probably figuring he wouldn't be getting access to
what was UNDER Ella's pants.  He looked at me, practically asking me "Dude,
what the fuck?", then ran back into the kitchen and went back to his usual
dog day.

   I saw Ella sitting up, then she looked at me.  "Daddy...my wrist still
hurts..."

   "You wanna go see Doc Thomas?" I asked, bringing up her pediatrician one
of her favorite people to see.  She just nodded.  "Okay..." I smiled then
walked over and picked her back up.



   Taking the freeway, and managing to get through traffic quickly, we
arrived at the community clinic, where her Doctor---Jane Thomas---had an
office.

   Not needing an appointment, we walked into Doc Thomas' office and she
saw Ella's wrist.  "Your school called me, I figured you'd come by..." she
smiled at Ella, who didn't give the usual smile in return.  "Pretty sore,
huh?" she asked Ella, who quietly nodded.

   "Can you make it better Miss Doctor?" Ella asked.

   "I'm sure I can..." Doc Thomas smiled back, then went about the usual
routine with the stethoscope, etc, and looked over at me.  "...you want
your daddy here?"

   Ella nodded, then grabbed my arm with her good hand and looked up at me
with a tear in her eye.  "Daddy...stay..." she told me.

   I couldn't say no, let alone leave my daughter.  I sat on the chair next
to the exam bed, and held her hand as Doc Thomas looked at me and smiled.
"You're gonna be okay..." I reassured my daughter.

   Doc Thomas slowly and gently checked Ella's wrist, and with each bit of
pain, though keeping quiet, I could feel Ella's whole body flinching in
pain.  "Just a bit of a sprain...I'll get a wrap to keep it stable." she
told me.

   "See...you're okay, like I said." I told Ella, who seemed a bit less
worried, but was still weeping softly.  We both watched Doc Thomas walk
back over and slowly wrap the ace bandage around her wrist.

   "All done...but you'll have to keep it from harm's way, okay.  Stick to
light activity...not anything too hectic, okay Ella?" Doc Thomas told Ella,
who nodded and held her wrapped wrist in her other hand.

   After getting a bottle of Children's Tylenol from the pharmacy, we hit
the drive thru at one of your typical burger chains, and headed back home.

   (FFWD'ing a bit)

   Food eaten, and after feeding Jersey, I looked over on the couch as the
low-volume TV played, and saw Ella had passed out again.  The Tylenol, as
it usually did, had knocked her out, and I began to wonder if I was really
considering taking advantage of my sexy little girl.

   My cock began to twitch once more, and as I lifted her back into my arms
I carefully carried her upstairs to her room and lay her on her bed.

   Being the GOOD father I was, and as I'd changed her many times, I began
to undress her myself, tossing her shoes and socks off, and gently shifting
her so I could peel off her jeans and tossed them aside too.  Her sexy
little panties, which I noticed were stained with the juices she'd leaked
from Jersey's snouting of her little crotch earlier, were a wonderful
sight.

   I saw her eyes half-open as I stood in front of her.  "You ready for
bed?" I asked, seeing her half-nod, knowing the Sandman was calling her to
Dream Land.

   Passed out once more, I peeled off her shirt, and stood and stared at
her nearly naked little body.  My cock was taking over any doubt I had, and
I knew I had to at least get a sample of my daughter as she was basically
unconscious once more.

   I undid my jeans, letting them fall to the floor, and chucked off my
shirt as I stood in front of my daughter--both merely in underwear(boxers,
and her sexy, SEXY little stained panties).  I knew I didn't HAVE to take
any action, but I felt I was denying myself the beauty and wonder that was
Ella--my gorgeous little girl.

   Bending down to get a full view of her sweet little slit as I slowly
peeled her panties off, I couldn't help myself as the very definition of
Heaven-on-Earth was unveiled before me, and stuck my face right into her
crotch--inhaling DEEPLY as I got my first real aromatic sample of her
fragrance---pure Heaven, like I knew it'd be.

   My mouth was already salivating as I dared go that next step and touched
the tip of my tongue to the top of her slit---where the tiny little button
that was her clit was located--and I felt her body squirm, silent still,
but she definitely reacted to the sudden jolt of pleasure I'd quickly given
her.

   I went further, licking her slit down, then up and back and forth a few
times before I stopped to get a bit more--deeper my tongue dove, in between
the untouched folds of her little slit.  Not knowing just how wonderful my
daughter tasted, and knowing I'd never find anything as sweet in all of
Nature.

   My cock, dripping half a load of precum in my boxers, was ready to
burst---but I still remained hesitant about fucking her, popping her
cherry, and cumming inside of her.  But I still wanted to have some fun, so
I stood up a bit, pulled her up to the head of her bed, and lay myself next
to her.

   Freeing my cock, I stroked it slowly as I turned and shifted enough to
rub my cock up and down her bare chest.  My lather coated her little nipple
buds, then around her sexy little belly button, and finally to her little
slit, which was coated in some of her own juices, as well as my saliva, and
well lubed to do what I was still incredibly hesitant about doing.

   DID I want to fuck her?  Yes.  But was I going to when she was
incapacitated?  No.

   I DID have a heart after all---and I wanted to share my love with her,
and hope she would reciprocate it accordingly.

   BUT I still wanted to get my rocks off after all.

   MY cock, now ready to burst, was ultra-sensitive as I rubbed it around
Ella's little clit--and I felt her shake once more, then a little moan
escaped her lips.

   "Mmmmm......Jersey...." I heard come from her.

   She clearly thought her new best friend was giving her the pleasure, SO
I figured I was smart enough to take advantage of the opportunity, and
stuck my cock just inside her little slit--stroking myself to the point of
no return, and finally climaxing--cumming mostly outside, but squirting
into her virgin pussy, and coating her in my jizz as I silently peaked.

   "Ohhh...." I whisper-moaned, shooting my load, a plentiful load, and
falling back to the side and just stared at the creampied little girl,
wanting to give her a more-direct deposit with her cumming with me.

   But that would have to wait...



   The End of Part 1