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Walking The Dogs
by Y.G.Hen (yodgimelhen-1@hotmail.com)
***
Walking a bitch in heat isn't an easy chore. Especially
if the owners are in heat too. (MF, nc, mast, rom)
***
Last week I ran into Cindy In the store, I mean our
carts bumped into one another. It made me recall, with
pleasure, the events of last summer. Cindy, she just
mumbled an embarrassed hello, turned around and left
quickly. I would like to think that her blushing was
caused by the good memories and by lust, but I'm afraid
that it was just embarrassment.
My bitch Xena, a white very cute lab, had been very
young last summer, so that I was very unpleasantly
surprised to find her in heat. An added nuisance was
that I found out only late on Saturday afternoon, so I
couldn't get her to the vet to terminate it, or spawn
her or something. I could have gone to the shop and buy
a deterrent spray-but I don't believe in them. So I
decided just to take more care, and to take her on her
walks early in the morning and late in the evening,
when there are no dogs around.
So, very early on Sunday morning I woke up. During the
summer I sleep naked, with all the heat and the
moisture, and anyway it's helpful with my wife, so I
just pulled on an old training suite and sneaked out
with Xena, without waking Lena, my wife. As I had
reckoned, the park was empty, no dog was around, so I,
in my foolishness, released Xena from her leash.
At first she just ran circles around me sniffing
excitedly here and there, but suddenly she started
galloping away, She didn't heed at all my calls and
curses that I sent after her. I started running after
her but go and catch a runaway bitch, and one in heat
too! So I just sauntered after her, cursing her, myself
and all the world, calling her from time to time so
that I could get her home.
At some corner of the park I noticed some commotion
behind the grown bushes that hid the view. When I went
around them I did find her. The fucking bitch was being
mounted by a vicious looking black Doberman which was
humping her like some piston. Shit! I cursed the
fuckin' bitch, the fucking dog, the fucking life and
most of all my stupidity. Now I had to wait until they
finish and with dogs, I knew, it may take some time.
Anyway, I wasn't going to interfere. Did I mention that
the dog looked vicious?
I looked around and there was a bench there. On the
bench was a girl, some 16-17 years old, in a shocking-
pink training suite. I recognized the girl from
previous walks in the park as the owners of that
Doberman, so I approached her and said "Hello. I see
your dog has a ball, eh?" Nothing. No response at all.
she just seemed to pull her hand out of her pajamas –
must have been straightening it up.
" Mind if I sit here? They seem to be occupied for a
long time." Nada. Zip. The kids these days-got no
manners at all. I am indeed over thirty, but I'm a
human also ? So I just sat down and I noticed that she
was somehow, flushed? Blushing, her nostrils wide, and
eyes flashing. At first I thought maybe she had fever
or what, but then I noticed that her eyes were riveted
on the fucking dogs, and it suddenly flashed me.
The bitch was horny! She must have been watching the
dogs and fingering herself when I interrupted! I have
heard that women get turned on by looking at fucking
animals. Well, I felt just annoyed looking at the
damned bitch fucking, but seeing an obviously horny
girl, that's something else! My not so little friend
raised his head, waking up, smelling an opportunity.
So I kind of pressed against her leg, and caressing it
I said, "Having fun?"
She pulled away and said, "Go away, pervert!" But I
noticed that she didn't take her eyes off the damned
dogs and kind of licked her lips. She really must have
been turned on!
So I pushed closer, caressing a little higher on her
thigh.
"You pervert, take your fucking hand away!" she said.
But what she did was slide her thighs open a little
bit, the bitch. So I saw that the field open for taking
and slid my hand fully between her thighs rubbing
lightly against her crotch.
This time she did close her legs, but what, with my
hand between them, so I started to wiggle my fingers on
her snatch, caressing it through her pants.
She was panting heavily, her tits rising an falling
noticeably under her suite, with her nostrils flushed,
her eyes were still riveted at the fucking dogs. She
must have been hot as a bitch herself!
"What do you think you're doing, you bastard?!" she
hissed and pulled my hand out of he crotch, pushing it
to me.
Using the standard move, I used the momentum and pulled
her hand to my dick, which was at this time already at
attention, all ready for action.
When she felt my hot rod in her hand she gasped a
little and stopped breathing for a moment. Turning to
me she rasped, her eyes flashing: "What, you perv you,
son-of-a-bitch bast... OHH! The last was her gasp when
I used her shock to slide my hand between her now
spread thighs and using my finger I traced her exposed
slit. Outside the jammy, I mean..." She gave a small
involuntary jump and closed her hand on my erect dick,
squeezing it absent minded, like?
From here on it was plain sailing. I pushed my hand
into her pants rubbing the wet, hot slit sliding my
fingers into her now open cunt. My, she was hot!
Meanwhile she was mewing and gasping and sliding her
hand into my pants she started to wank my rod.
I responded by rolling her love button between my
fingers and sticking two fingers deep in her open,
waiting vagina. Now she started heaving and rocking on
my hand, mewing and moaning and squeezing my hand,
digging her fingernails in me so strongly that I
thanked heaven that she had left my dick alone.
"Yesssss!" she hissed and came with a few strong heaves
of her pelvis.
"Shit!" I thought. I had hoped for a blowjob, at least,
but now she was spent.
She leaned back now, her eyes closed, still panting
heavily, her breathing accentuated by her rising and
falling tits. She was indeed beautiful! She smelled
pleasantly, her parted rosy lips just begging for
kisses and her flushed cheeks had that angelic look to
them. Above all, she had that indescribable freshness
if her age. Her eyes, well I couldn't see them as they
were shut now but her eyelids had long lashes and they
fluttered now and she opened a pair of innocent blue
wells.
"Pervert! "She uttered, unanimated. "We shouldn't have
done it! And I don't even know you!"
"Gerry, enchanted!" I said, offering her my extended
hand. She giggled, "My name is Cindy. I don't do such
things usually but you've got me with my pants down,
you bastard!"
"Well it has been very nice meeting you too," I said.
And I noticed that she still had her eyes glued on the
damned dogs, who were now starting a second round. "You
know, at your age sometimes the hormones do take
control. But no harm done..." A peep of her pink tongue
licking her lips showed me that she was still aroused,
which suited me well, since I hadn't as yet released
the pressure.
"Look at the damned dogs," I said, "they are at it
again. What about a second run too?" I hinted
"Pervert!" she responded (my, she was enamored with
this cuss!) So I pleaded, "At least a peek at your
tits? They seem to be magnificent under your blouse."
"You men have only one thing on your mind, don't you?"
she said, but her blush deepened, and her eyes
fluttered and she didn't run away, so I surmised that
it wasn't exactly offensive to her and I sort of
reached to her breast.
"Perverted bastard!" she said vehemently enough, and
wiggled my hand off, clasping her hands in front of her
chest. Somehow, however, I wasn't convinced by the
show.
"Come on, just a peek!" I said reaching for her zipper
again.
She jumped up in front of me with blazing eyes, and
yelled at me, "Want to see them, you son-of-a-bitch?
Ha! Look and die!" and zipping open her blouse's
zipper, she cupped her tits end shoved them in my face.
What a beautiful sight! Two white perfect cones, topped
with pink and on them two eraser red pointing nipples,
WOW!
I did the only thing that I could do. I sank my face in
them. What a lovely smell too! And the softness !
Apparently Cindy didn't resent it, because I felt,
rather than heard, a soft moan and repeated mewing when
I have started rolling the hardening tips between my
lips. Sensing her beginning to soften and melt, I used
the opportunity and shoving my hand into her pants I
slipped two fingers into her hot, wet furnace.
Cindy gasped, squealed a small squeal and mumbled, "N-
no, no, don't!" But her pelvis rotated and rocked
slightly on my fingers and when I shoved them deeper
she moaned and her leg rose to the bench giving her the
support that she needed for heaving on my rubbing
fingers.
I used the opportunity and slid her pants down exposing
her pretty cunt to my hungry eyes. Cindy gasped, and
shivered slightly when the morning breeze blew on her
exposed cunt. Holding on to her springy tough buttocks
I thrust my hungry tongue into her, flipping it rapidly
on her puffed clit. WOW she was sweet! I slurped
hungrily her flowing juices and squealing she started
fucking my tongue.
Ooh god! I couldn't hold off no more! Holding to her
springy butt, I rose and in a single motion I slid my
pants down, kissed her fervently and sticking my tongue
in her open mouth I shoved my over bloated cock into
her.
Cindy squealed, and, rocking on my cock and biting my
lips, she started heaving against me, her leg wrapping
around my ass. We started heaving and shoving against
one another. My, she was SO tight! With each shove I
felt that I was lifting her of her feet! In a short
time our mutual shoves got more fervent and she raised
her other leg to wrap around my waist.
Our weight made me lose balance and we fell. I managed
to direct our fall so that we fell on the bench,
Cindy's legs flailing high in the air. I entered her to
my hilt, smashing my pubic bone against her mound. She
screamed, and leaning her legs on my butt, she fucked
back against my heated shoving, pushing me into her
with each shove. Soon she lost control and screaming,
"OH MY GOD! YEA!! YEEEES!"
Her pelvis started to hop and swirl like a berserk
washing machine. I lost all semblance of control. I
heard a roar in my ears. I exploded in her, drowning
her vagina with hot jets of spunk. My hips started
working, heaving and dancing on their own. I kept
jerking on and on long after she calmed down.
After a while, in my arms, I felt her sobbing and
weeping.
"Like that bloody bitch! I'm just a whore, a lousy
fucking whore!" she wailed, her tears wetting my chest.
I kissed them off her pretty face, caressing her,
comforting her, I finally said, "I told you, at your
age, your hormones sometime take over control! Don't
blame yourself, dear. Sweetheart, I'm sure that you are
a sweet innocent girl." Talking like this, and
showering a multitude of kisses on her face I succeeded
in calming her down.
I zipped her up, and arranging her training suite, I
felt the hot breath of Xena on my face. I leashed the
bitch, and turning I said to Cindy, "Don't worry dear.
I'm perfectly healthy so don't fret. But if you aren't
on the pill you'd better buy a "day after" pill. You
don't want to get pregnant, your age!"
***
She didn't get pregnant. Neither did Xena. I took her
to the vet the next day, and he gave her a shot that
fixed it.
I have seen Cindy from afar, now and then, but we
didn't meet until that day in the store. Like I have
said, I would like to think that she blushed for the
hot memories, but I think it was just embarrassment.
But was she swaying her butt more pronouncedly or was I
imagining it? My eyes were glued to Cindy's swaying
hips flowing down the aisle, when I felt a sharp nudge.
"Who's that bimbo?!" asked my wife.
"She isn't a bimbo. She's Cindy, a neighbor girl from
across the road the big houses." I started absent-
mindedly, my gaze still glued to the swaying behind.
"I wasn't asking for the bitches' address," responded
Lena. "Where do you know her from?" she added in a
threatening voice.
Cindy just turned around the corner, and I finally took
my gaze off her. Turning to my wife, I said, "It's
nothing my dear. Just from walking the dogs..."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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