("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                     `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                     (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
                    _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
                   ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
                 K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
		_________________________________________
		                WARNING!
		This text file contains sexually explicit
		material. If you do not wish to read this
		type of literature, or you are under age,
		PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
		_________________________________________




			Scroll down to view text


















--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2011.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story.  All rights reserved. Thank you for your 
consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------

Lucy's Story: A Long Kept Satisfied Secret
by Sumddy (sumddy@gmail.com)

***

A woman telling the story to her boyfriend of her first 
sexual experience, that happened to be with the family 
dog, Bo. (MF, g/beast, 1st, oral, rom)

***

It started innocently enough. I shouldn't even be 
telling you this. I shouldn't judge. I can't not after 
how all this ended. 

There is a parallel to everything. This isn't in this 
instance a conversation of right and wrong. It's just 
what happened. 

It was not the story I expected to hear when I asked 
her, what was the hottest thing she experienced sexually 
when she was growing up? 

A young girl, Lucy had just gotten up on one Saturday 
morning. She'd pulled her sleep shirt over her head, 
naked underneath, and pulled on her white terry cloth 
robe, and instead of heading in to take a bath, in just 
her robe she sleepily wandered out into the living room. 

Still not quite awake yet, her shoulder length dark 
brown hair a sleepy tangle, she squinted into the 
brightly lit front room. 

I could easily picture her, that adorable sleepy look of 
hers I'd seen so many times. Her familiar sweet smell of 
sleep that made me just want to hug and love on her. Her 
dark eyebrows scrunched up, her dark brown eyes 
sparkling venturing to adjust to the light. 

Lucy sank down into the thick, soft leather cushions of 
the sectional couch set to overlook the view over the 
ocean from the back of her family's house. I'd seen 
pictures of her from around that age, an only child, 
right there in the front room, the family room they 
called it, the same couch behind her, the same room she 
watched TV in, the same room she'd opened Christmas 
presents, under a decorated tree each year. 

She looked like a younger version of herself now. She 
still had her light olive complexion, her dark almost 
black hair, her dark eyes and long lashes, her soft 
ashen pink lips. 

Stretching, pointing her toes hard, her feet coming off 
the floor, and then relaxing again, looking out the bay 
windows out over the ocean, she pulled her robe around 
her legs and yawned again, a loud sleepy yawn, her hands 
shoved down and curled up in her robe pockets, the sun 
streaming in, a bright typical California summer 
morning. 

Lucy liked being home alone, having the house to herself 
out here on the beach, no one around for miles. It 
didn't happen often. She'd been awakened by her mom 
letting her know she was running over to their friend 
Melanie's not far away, and would visit for a few hours. 
She had her phone number. 

Lucy watched the beach grass swaying, listened to the 
breeze coming through the open windows. The house was so 
quiet, so still. 

Her two year old pup, Bo, got up from his bed, 
approached her, and summarily rested his muzzle on her 
knees. 

He looked up at her, so adorably, at his friend, his 
tail wagging and swatting the coffee table with rhythmic 
thuds when Lucy smiled at him.

"Hi Bo, how are you this morning, my sweet puppy?" Lucy 
chimed, Bo's tail moving even faster along with his 
whole bottom, smiling back the way he did when she 
acknowledged him. 

Lucy sat up and leaned forward, and with both hands 
encircled his smiling face, that simple greeting an 
invitation for Bo to lick her face and rise up half onto 
her lap practically bumping her forehead as he stood. 
Suddenly taller than her, Lucy pushed him back down, 
again taking his face in her hands, and kissed him on 
his snout. Bo licked her back, sort of on her mouth, 
too. 

"Bo, you silly dog. My big puppy's happy this morning, 
are you?" she teased, wrapping her arms around him, and 
hugged him to her. 

She loved her best friend, and as he licked her face, 
she hugged him even tighter, burying her face in his fur 
to escape his happiness and his wildly lapping hot wet 
tongue.

She loved the warmth and downy softness of his fur, 
rubbing her cheek against his shoulder, and he responded 
by licking her hair sideways and excitedly again started 
to try to climb into her lap. Lucy hugged him to her, to 
stop him again, his chest pushing into her left breast, 
his head straining over her shoulder. She had to lean 
forward into him again to prevent him from altogether 
climbing over her. 

"Boooooh, what are you doing, you silly dog" she chimed 
again laughing as he pushed up toward her, him 
repeatedly trying to get a leg up on the couch, to climb 
onto her lap like he was still a small puppy. 

Finally Bo gave up, and calmed down, and Lucy leaned 
back into the soft cushions, Bo between her legs half 
laying on her lap in the hammock her robe created 
between her thighs. 

His paws at her sides this time Lucy let him lay on her. 
They just looked at each other once or twice Bo leaning 
forward trying to lick her face. His furry sides felt so 
good on her bare legs. His belly warm-hot on her through 
her robe. 

She didn't mind his eagerness. She said she didn't even 
think about it when she opened her legs more, her robe 
opening under him, her robe sliding away, letting his 
fur slide across her inner thighs, pinching him there, 
just enjoying the silky soft sensation, just such a 
loving moment between her and her Bo, rubbing his head 
and shoulders.

It just felt so good laying there, still so sleepy, with 
her friend, to be loved by him, and his fur just felt so 
good, when she suddenly felt that familiar warmth in her 
belly, the one she'd get at night alone in her bed that 
made her want to slide her fingers up under her nightie. 
She said she wasn't startled really, just noticed the 
feeling, that it had started. 

Lucy reiterated it all happened so quickly, so 
unselfconsciously, she just appreciated and loved that 
warm feeling, and as she felt the feeling extend through 
her, her nipples tingling, the sensation moving down 
into her belly, through her, hot and electric, right 
down between her legs, right where Bo's belly was 
pushing, there, his weight on her mons, on her pussy. 

She felt herself naturally lean back under him, let her 
hips roll up to the touches, she accentuated, not *his* 
touches, just to touch, to the sensations. 

Again, Lucy said, she didn't think anything of it. For 
the briefest of moments, not really registering as a 
thought but as a passing feeling, a sensation, she 
thought of her movements being almost like her rubbing 
on her teddy bear. She was conscious of thinking it felt 
good, and that she was rubbing herself on Bo, but it was 
just so innocent, however also arousing. 

She did and didn't connect the feeling to Bo, exactly, 
at first anyway, really, just to the warmth and sexiness 
of a feeling, sparked by the love and touch of her 
friend on top of her. It didn't even occur to her that 
Bo would be feeling a similar yearning. 

Bo kept licking her face, and when he licked her mouth, 
in surprise Lucy leaned back, enough that she pulled him 
forward some more, even further, heavier on top of her. 

Her feet on the floor, and Bo's back legs on the floor 
between hers, her robe fallen away from her upper legs, 
Bo's belly was now firmly between her legs, and she 
remembered in that fleeting moment liking the feeling on 
her bare skin, his soft fur between her legs, on her 
inner thighs. 

Lucy rubbed his sides her fingers sliding through his 
fur, squeezing his torso between her soft bare knees, in 
part playing, in part just absentmindedly prolonging the 
contact of his fur on her bare skin, letting the feeling 
ripple through her. 

She and Bo had played many times. She'd loved the feel 
of his fur before. Something this time though was 
different.

She didn't push him away, now for different reasons, not 
altogether consciously, but nonetheless, when he leaned 
her back she had also scooted closer to the couch's 
edge, her bare youthful legs fully exposed now, her robe 
open to her crotch right at the couch's edge, Bo's soft 
hot belly rubbing on her there, on her naked belly, 
acutely aware of the heat of his belly pressing into her 
groin, his belly having less fur, and being like hot 
skin on hot skin.

Suddenly Lucy felt feelings she hadn't felt before, 
feelings maybe she shouldn't be feeling she recalled 
thinking fleetingly before Bo licked her and made her 
laugh again.

Lucy wasn't wearing panties, and before she was even 
aware she was doing it, she was squeezing Bo's torso 
between her bare thighs, an effort to rub herself, her 
mound, her tender inner thighs on his soft hot smooth 
belly. 

Her robe had almost come completely open now, she 
recalled, his soft fur and his warmth, rubbing, 
touching, bumping between her spread legs, on top of her 
sensitive mons, on top of her soft belly. 

This had all transpired in a few short minutes, she 
explained. She felt like she wasn't really making 
decisions, of, this, or that was right or wrong. Again, 
at least, not just yet.
 
She repeated herself trying to assure me I think this 
wasn't something planned that would cause her to feel 
ashamed in some way. 

Again, she said, bear in mind this was all happening so 
quickly, so innocently, the enormity of the situation 
didn't even really come into her awareness until she was 
already breathing raggedly, her nipples hot, the heat 
deep inside her belly, her pussy suddenly slippery, she 
remembered so clearly, she said. She distinctly 
remembered that moment, of her pussy being slippery hot 
and an immediate thrilling sensation. She remembered 
because it was at that moment that she knew to stop. 

Bo kept licking her face, and Lucy turned and let him, 
then her lips, and then slowly, slightly, inexplicably, 
she let her lips part, and as his tongue swiped across 
her mouth, as he licked her mouth, as his tongue went 
inside her mouth, something in her clicked, and she put 
her tongue out, too, and moaned, completely swept away 
by the touch, the sensation, she wasn't sure exactly, 
maybe just the sheer naughtiness of being naked under 
her friend with her pussy already slippery wet. 

Bo indeed licked her back, her tongue, tasting her, his 
furry belly all over her tingling body, his weight 
shifting on her too, trying to get closer to her too, 
and suddenly Lucy said she heard herself moan as if 
outside herself, as if Bo knew where to push, where to 
touch her. 

Yes, normally, she would have been freaked out, or at 
least been grossed out. She never really understood 
exactly what happened. 

As if in a dream, she closed her eyes, and began to just 
let herself feel this, and react to it. She didn't mean 
for any of this to happen. 

It never even occurred to her before, and in that split 
moment she didn't even really realize what she was 
doing, or how it was affecting her, or, how it was 
affecting her young dog, but suddenly something changed, 
her body responding, a long low deep moan, on and on, 
coming from deep inside her, her hips rocking, lifting 
up toward the heat of Bo's belly. 

She breathed out a sigh of pleasure as the second wave 
hit her, her little pussy tingling hot, Bo's front legs 
on either side of her, him reaching to her, hovering 
over her, his hips now pushing into her, his full heavy 
body laying half on top of her, her pussy slippery wet, 
and now humming with an unintended however 
uncontrollable arousal, *she said smiling at me, 
something she understood now, as a woman*. 

Lucy heard herself in that moment, her mewls, a soft 
high continuous moan as she licked Bo's tongue, the feel 
of kissing, of a lover's tongue in her mouth making her 
forget the wrongness of what she, what they, were doing. 

What she didn't realize was, this new kind of contact 
had made Bo as aroused as she was; it hadn't even 
occurred to her he would get aroused. 

This was just happening, she thought, in that instant, 
just to her, not to Bo, too. Again, just sort of like 
how she rubbed on her teddy bear at night. She 
remembered at some point feeling guilty, that she would 
confuse him, but then, if anything, she felt confused 
herself. 
This time though, with Bo, there were the additional 
sensations of warmth, his soft fur, and to her surprise, 
his kissing mouth, his tongue; and, Bo's sexual arousal, 
his now slightly humping at her, just like we do, she 
pointed out, one person's energy feeding off the 
other's. 

It was right then that Lucy felt the hot slippery wet 
hardness touching her. It did and didn't register to her 
what it was at first. Not until she felt the hard 
thickness noticeably between them, the throbbing pulsing 
heat, the sudden slipperiness versus Bo's fur, that she 
thought, Bo's cock is hard. 

Lucy moaned. It was rubbing, touching under her thighs, 
then on her soft tender bare inner thighs, on her smooth 
bare mound, pushing at her. It was slippery hot, and the 
feeling made her tingle inside, she said and she heard 
herself moan even louder in a continuous soft mewl. 

When she felt it, it was like some inner instinct 
tripped, igniting a heat deep inside her, making her 
little cunny ripple and contract; and, as it touched 
over her quaking belly, as both their pelvis's suddenly 
pushed together, the thickness and weight of his swollen 
hard cock sliding hotly over her creamy wet clit induced 
Lucy to push up on her toes, involuntarily thrusting her 
pelvis toward him, trying to roll her hips so it would 
touch her, and as it did, she felt an indescribable, 
electric burst of excitement. It literally took her 
breath away. 

By now they'd stopped "kissing" she emphasized, and she 
hugged Bo to her as she had the fleeting thought, this 
is so naughty, so bad, so wrong, and even though she 
imagined herself pushing Bo away, getting up, repulsed, 
it was too late, her body's chemistry she said was like 
a drug, her wanting cock, not really perceiving, or 
evaluating maybe that's what was happening. 

So much so, she reflexively spread her knees further 
apart, pushed up on her toes, opened her legs wider 
rolling her pussy at his cock, wanting more of the warm 
sensation, wanting more of this thick hot throbbing cock 
to touch her bare little pussy. It was so naughty, so 
wrong, so bad, she had never told anyone before. She 
wasn't thinking past that moment. 

As her robe sash fell away, and her robe fully opened, 
exposing her tummy, her breasts, her bare skin, her 
pebble hard nipples to the rubbing soft furry warmth of 
her friend, Lucy's pelvis again, and again involuntarily 
lifted, rocking up toward him, completely lost now to 
the incredible tactile sensations causing her to rock 
her pelvis, roll her pussy, her bottom, up at him. 

At first it wasn't even deliberate when Lucy put both 
her hands loosely on Bo's flanks, her fingers sinking 
into his thick coat of fur. She was breathing faster. 
She pulled him against her tummy, against her hot little 
cunny, her hands on his hips more purposeful. 

So hot and delicious was Bo's cock sliding over her 
belly, her mons, onto and into her, sliding through her 
pink slit now slippery hot-wet and open, that out of 
curiosity, out of instinctive reflex, Lucy reached 
between them to touch it. 

She'd been curious about men, their body's, their cocks, 
her father, and now was her chance to touch one. 

Even it was Bo's, it was a cock, and she had made it 
hard. That single compelling driving force, she said, 
that she made it hard, overwhelmed any other sense she 
might have had. Again, she wasn't thinking of where this 
might lead. It didn't even occur to her. 

She tentatively touched it, then gradually wrapped her 
fingers around the hot hard cock of her friend gliding 
back and forth over her clit, and now also through her 
little fist. 

She was startled by its hardness, how hot it was, how 
slippery wet it was, how it so easily slid through her 
loose fingers wrapped half around it, how thick it was 
as she moved her hand along its length, the warm-hot 
wetness on her belly, on her hands making her even 
hotter as she pulled on it, jacking her friends cock, 
how heavy it was; she remembered gushing right then, as 
it fucked up through her hand and onto her belly, how 
her pussy creamed, how she wanted it, inside her. 

Letting Bo fuck his cock through her fingers, Lucy began 
to realize not only how thick it was, but how long, and 
she was startled, amazed really, perversely excited; in 
two years she hadn't even thought about, much less 
fathomed her Bo would have a cock, much less one like 
this! 

Sure, she'd seen the pink little tip sticking out of his 
sheath before, who hadn't, but now, now it was fully 
out, and it was huge. It was thicker, and wider at the 
center than her mother's vibrator, the one she'd sneaked 
out of her mother's bedside table, that she'd taken back 
to her room and began experimenting with, that she'd 
taken her own virginity with, and she felt the same 
incredible sense of inexplicable excitement. 

While she'd been masturbating regularly she'd still 
never felt anything this exciting before, and it was 
literally happening in a matter of moments. She 
remembered her licking and sucking the vibrator 
pretending it was a boy's cock, her father's cock, and 
that now, she could try, for real, with her Bo. 

She was still just waking up. It was happening so fast. 
She was overwhelmed with the feelings of an 
extraordinary eroticism. The extremely sensual 
sensations, she explained, became so erotically charged, 
so quickly, they just sort of took her over, she didn't 
know how else to describe it, to explain it. She said 
that, if it had happened later in the day, it wouldn't 
have happened at all, a sort of perfect storm of each of 
the extenuating circumstances.

Lucy and I had been lovers for three years when she told 
me her story, and it was the first I'd heard of it. She 
needed to know I wouldn't judge her, and she said she 
did tell me, because really it had happened so long ago, 
and she was so young, what was there to judge. In 
retrospect, I can say, I agree. We had looked at such a 
diversity of porn together, and something I said, she 
couldn't remember what exactly, while I was cumming, 
made her think I'd be okay with her story, that I 
wouldn't judge her, that it might even turn me on. 

Again, she kept saying, this was all happening so 
quickly. 

She said she remembered how she was breathing hard, 
making little high pitched chirps, soft little mewling 
sounds as Bo's cock touched just the right places, the 
sensation of her bare skin rubbing his solid furry body.

She heard herself, moan, "Oooh, Bo!" her arms around 
him, holding him like a lover between her spread legs, 
their curves and limbs forming to one another, she and 
Bo both squirming, rubbing, grinding into each other's 
groins. 

Bo's hard cock, sliding wetly over her pink wet swollen 
little pussy made her moan out loud, "Nnnn, Bo!" and she 
remembered Bo's pre-cum wetting her hand, her belly, as 
he drew back further and further, his eight inch doggy-
cock sliding through her fist. 

She remembered directing it to slide directly over her 
mons, to slide through her slit. She remembered the 
tapered head pushing into her, the fleeting thought of 
sliding it inside her like she had the vibrator, just to 
feel what it was like, a real cock, hot and warm and 
pulsing, urged on by instincts she didn't understand. 

Lucy's body naturally responded, dripping hot wet, 
creamy, slippery, swollen, and open, and she raised her 
knees in effort to slide Bo's thickness directly across 
her entire little cunt, through the folds of her pussy. 

Pressing it against her, against her clit, her belly, 
her bottom as Lucy began to really moan now, her little 
cunny vibrating and humming, her moans exciting Bo even 
more too, she remembered wanting it inside her, almost 
needing it inside her. 

She let go of Bo's cock, moving her hands back to his 
haunches, trying to pull more of him to her, to slide 
him over and through her now out of control little cunt, 
open and hot and swollen with excitement, rubbing 
against her, her belly, her breasts and nipples against 
his fur, as she humped, undulated, rolled her little 
hips up at his cock sliding, pressing through her sex as 
she moaned, and mewled, "Nnn, mmmm, Bo, ohhhhhuhh, 
nnnnn!" 

The tapered head of his huge swollen doggy-cock sliding 
back and forth across her pussy, then bumping headlong 
against her, and as he humped at the little girl's pink 
wet swollen and open cunt, it wasn't at all a surprise 
that when the tip touched her hole, when it pressed 
apart her creamy flowery folds, began sliding into her, 
Lucy moaned. That when it pushed that first bit in, Lucy 
groaned, and opened, her little pussy relaxing all on 
its own. 

When Bo's instinct took over, that his cock would 
effortlessly with each stroke, prompted, encouraged by 
Lucy's guttural sounds, open her, and slide inside his 
friend more and deeper, or that Lucy in the throes of 
her mind numbing excitement let it slip into her, let it 
spread her hungry little pussy open, his thick cock so 
hot and wet and throbbing hard gliding perversely inside 
her. 

Little surprise, that in a few long sweeping strokes, 
once he'd started in, he easily slid in, and Bo pushed 
all eight inches of his bloated slippery wet doggy-cock 
inside Lucy's sparsely covered pussy, fucking it into 
her warm-hot belly, sliding barely in and out, so 
deliciously full, so deep inside her hot little cunt, a 
long series of mewling moans coming from her, so much 
better than her mother's toy, hot and hard and wet, her 
moans she said were as if coming from somewhere, someone 
else, and she was loving it. 

Filling her, fucking her, Bo panted and whined, his huge 
bloated cock so tight in the hot wet glove of his little 
Lucy, his little girl, as Lucy moaned a staccato mewling 
"Ooooh, ohhhh, ohhh," with each thrust, hissed, "Nnnn, 
yessss," as her soft little cunny stretched and pulsed 
and throbbed. "Oohhh, Bo, yessss!" each thrust becoming 
harder and deeper, her little cunny sucking and 
squeezing on Bo's huge cock as she squeezed his furry 
body between her thighs, as she let her Bo fuck her, 
mewling, moaning, "Nnnnn, nnnuhh, ohh, Bo, nnn, oh 
puppy!" as he fucked her. "Oohhh, Bo, nnnn, yes, oh Bo, 
mmmm, puppy, yes, fuck meee, ohhhh!" His thrusts so 
deep, so regular, so fast she just cried out, "YES! Fuck 
me! Fuck my little pussy! Ohhhh, such a huge doggy-cock, 
ohhh, Bo, puppy, nnn, fuck me!" 

The hotter Lucy became, the naughtier her language made 
her feel, the harder she pulled his pelvis against hers, 
hugged his furry body to her, fucked back at her Bo, the 
more she let herself feel everything, feel naughty, feel 
depraved.

"Nnn, yes, mmmm, fuck me, fuck me, Bo, fuck me with that 
huge doggy-cock. Ohhh, god, mmm, yess, nnn, ohhh Bo, 
puppy, fuck me, Bo. Ohhh, Bo, so big, in me, my big 
puppy, mmmm, yes, so, hot, in my, little pussy." 

She hadn't even been awake five minutes she remembered 
thinking, not even awake yet, and here she was being 
fucked by her best friend, Bo. 

She was cumming again, and again, her Bo, fucking her, 
deep and hard, his huge long thick swollen meaty cock 
buried inside her, so thick and hot and throbbing hard. 

She was nearly delirious, she said. Her little pussy 
pulsed and throbbed and involuntarily thrust up at him, 
milking him, squeezing him inside her, as she came in 
wave after wave, spread open by Bo's thick cock. 

Only several minutes had passed, and for Lucy it seemed 
like hours. Bo suddenly began trying to get up, and as 
he pulled out, Lucy laid back in the couch, happily, 
freshly fucked. 

When she saw Bo's cock hanging down between his legs, 
her eyes widened; she could hardly believe that thing 
had been inside her. 

She surprised herself, the humming swell of words coming 
from deep inside her, "Mmm, Bo, puppy, oh my god, I 
can't believe," in an excited, newfound sense of 
buzzing, hungry, dirty lust for her naughty, sexy dog 
and his huge cock, her still humming, fucked little 
pussy. 

She remembers being struck by the naughtiest thought, 
her body tingling hot, it was so wrong.

"I think you're going to have to sleep in my room 
tonight, my big puppy" she intoned disbelieving this had 
even happened, uncertain how to think and feel about it, 
just knowing that it was the most mind blowing thing 
she'd ever experienced, and that she had to have more. 

She heard her mother's car pull in the driveway, and 
realized Bo heard the car before she did, that he'd been 
interrupted, and a good thing. She's not sure she would 
have heard the car she was so hot and moaning so loudly 
- *just think if her mother had walked in, and we 
laughed.* 

She quickly ran to her room thinking, "Oh my god. I 
can't believe this," she whispered, sort of disgusted by 
what had happened, but also still feeling the humming 
thrill of having been fucked for the first time and all 
just as her mother came in the back door.

I have to say, I surprised myself that at this point; I 
was raging hard. Lucy was dripping wet, my fingers 
sliding in and out of her. We'd tentatively reached out 
to touch each other as she recounted the event, then 
more openly began touching, kissing, hugging each other, 
aroused. 

Squeezing my rigid hard cock in her hand, Lucy asked if 
I wanted her to go on? "I think I do" I answered, 
looking deeply into my lover's eyes, her hand sliding up 
and down my cock, my fingers sliding in and out of her 
hot soft wet little pussy. 
 
Later that day her mother called her downstairs. Bo was 
watching her mother intently, sitting down, and then 
standing, and then sitting again as her mother prepared 
dinner, thinking forty times over he might get a treat.

He immediately jumped up as Lucy got to the bottom of 
the stairs. They looked at each other. Lucy looked away. 
She feared her mother would know. She was mad at 
herself, and mad at Bo. 
    
"Why don't you take Bo for a walk, baby, he looks so 
excited, like he needs to get outside for a while? We'll 
eat in a little while." 

Bo was all over Lucy, more so than usual. Lucy held him 
back by his head as he kept trying to push his snout 
between her legs, and she turned so her mother couldn't 
see her suddenly grinning. 

"Okay, Mom. Come on, Bo, let's go for a walk." Bo 
pranced through the kitchen to the back door and waited 
excitedly. "Be back in a bit, Mom" Lucy called, snapping 
Bo's leash onto his collar, half being pulled out the 
door. 

Lucy had on a short skirt and Bo kept bumping against 
her creamy soft legs making her little pussy quiver and 
become slippery wet again. As much as she didn't want to 
admit it, as angry as she was, as disgusted as she was, 
she was already wet remembering the feeling of Bo's fur 
on her bare legs, his huge cock buried deep in her hot 
wet aching little pussy. 

She'd been this way all day, every time she thought 
about what she and Bo had done together. The last thing 
she wanted to admit was, she couldn't wait until it was 
time for bed, with Bo in her room, all alone. The mere 
thought made her entire body hum with an excitement that 
thrilled her. Here, all this time, they'd made Bo sleep 
out in the back hall, when all along she could have had 
him in her room. The thought made Lucy giddy. 

Bo kept turning and looking up at her smiling and 
prancing as they walked out into the field, the soft 
glow of the low slung sun out over the ocean, the pink 
and orange hues of color glistening on the grass, the 
deep blue sky quiet now, too.

"Look at you all pleased with yourself" she half 
scolded, half teased, herself giddy with the same 
excitement, that they both knew they were off to play 
together again, Bo parting the tall grasses as they 
passed out and down toward the ravine and the cropping 
of huge sprawling cottonwood trees where Lucy liked to 
go to have alone time. 

As they walked Bo smelled at her crotch, trying to push 
his nose up under her skirt. At first she was angry at 
him. How could he not feel as guilty, as wrong about it 
as she did? It wasn't fair but then she told herself, 
he's just a puppy, he doesn't understand. 

She finally decided it was better to teach him right and 
wrong, than to be angry at him for doing something she 
had as much a part in as he did. 

"Wait, Bo, wait until we get to the tress, so no one can 
see, big puppy. I'll let you smell me, just wait." A 
soon as she said it, she knew she was kidding herself. 
She wasn't going to teach him right from wrong. She knew 
it was wrong, and she knew she wanted more. 

By the time they were under the branches of the big 
cottonwood trees Lucy was already dripping wet 
anticipating letting Bo smell her. She wondered if her 
smell would make him hard, and it excited her again, to 
think she made him hard. 

No sooner had she unclasped the leash from his collar, 
Bo licked Lucy's thighs, pushing his nose up under her 
skirt. 

She had no idea about being licked like this, it never 
even occurred to her even as his nose bumped her right 
on her little pussy, or, as his tongue slid up between 
her legs, to where her thighs pressed together and 
lifted Lucy onto her toes with a shriek of excitement, 
pressing her back up against one of the big trees. 

Lucy was already so hot, so wet, her knees almost 
buckled when she parted her legs and Bo swiped his long 
hot tongue over her already wet, tiny, little panties 
covering her tingling hot little pussy, all the way from 
her bottom and curling up to touch her clit, again, and 
again.

His tongue was so wide, it touched all of her as if at 
once, and Lucy's knees buckled as she nearly fainted it 
felt so good. 

"Ohhhh, Bo ooooh, puppyyyy, oooohhhh, god, nnnn, Bo, 
nnnnnnuuuhhhh, puppy!!" Lucy squealed, moaning out loud 
as she leaned her upper back against the tree, pushing 
her pelvis out, wrapping her hands around the tree trunk 
above her head to steady herself, her body arched out 
toward Bo's amazing tongue, her legs spread, her shiny 
satin panties so thin they were soaking wet, pushed up 
inside her, her inner legs completely open to Bo's hot 
tongue. 

"Ohhh, puppyyyy, ohhhh!!" Lucy exalted, the amazingly 
wonderful sensations Bo's tongue caused, licking her, 
her panties, sliding over her pussy, her inner thighs, 
the tops of her legs rippling with delightful 
sensitivity. 

She said she reached down with one hand, and almost 
frantically pulled her panties to one side, nearly 
fainted as Bo pressed his nose to her mons and lapped 
his tongue again, and again, through her creamy wet 
slit, pushing inside her, hungry for her cream, her 
knees slightly bent as she gyrated her hips round and 
round, rocking into Bo's licks. 

"Nnnnuhhhh, Bo, nnnn, lick me, Bo, nnn, puppy, nnn, 
yesss, feels, so, good," she half whispered half cried, 
pushing her pussy to Bo's tongue, images of herself and 
Bo on her bed with Bo licking her in the dark of her 
bedroom made Lucy cream like she'd never felt before. 

Bo was ravenous for her pussy. Lucy pushed his snout 
away, and Bo whined. "Wait puppy, let me, let me take my 
panties off, Bo." 

She was panting so hard she could barely talk. This was 
so naughty. She wanted him to lick all of her. Again she 
felt overwhelmed that she couldn't stop herself, that 
her body took over. 

Unsteady she quickly pushed her panties down, her pubis 
open to the air, humming, she stepped over to a low 
slung branch she could lean on, and with both hands on 
it behind her, she leaned her belly out again, pushing 
her cunny out to Bo, her legs open for him. 

Bo didn't have to be told to start again, and Lucy was 
just overcome, Bo licking her bare pussy, her legs 
spread, naked to the world. 

He licked her juices from her inner thighs, moving up to 
her pink sex, her vulva, her inner hips, everywhere, his 
tongue lapping, licking so gently, so sweetly, making 
Lucy flutter with excitement. When he reached his tongue 
inside her, lapping deeper for the tangy taste of Lucy's 
cum, Lucy exploded.

"Ohhh, Bo, mmmm, nnnuuuhhhh, puppy, ughhhh, ohhh, puppy, 
yes, lick me." 

Lucy could never have imagined how good it felt, Bo's 
tongue lapping at her pussy. 

Wanting more, Lucy pulled her skirt up, her bare little 
belly, her smooth little pussy exposed to Bo's tongue a 
never ending series of licks, over her mound, her 
thighs, her soft pink wet slit as Lucy shook and 
wiggled, wave after wave rushing through her, her knees 
buckling over and over, writhing on Bo's wide long hot 
tongue.

She couldn't even hold herself up anymore, she said. She 
steadied herself on the branch, and turned around 
thinking Bo would stop, give her a chance to catch her 
breath.

With her little Bottom pushed out, Bo began licking her 
juices running down the backs and inside of her legs, 
her bottom, her little hole, and right back between her 
legs, wriggling his tongue right up inside her pussy. 

"Ohhh god, Bo!" Lucy moaned as his tongue swiped up 
between her legs, curled over her mons, "STOP BO! Bo, oh 
god, nnn, Bo!" she groaned and purred and pleaded, his 
tongue filling the entire groove of her sopping wet 
pussy, her knees together, her bare naked pussy, and 
drug back over her swollen clit. "Nnnnn, ohhhhhh, 
Booooh, puppyyyyyy, yesss, lick me, nnnnn, ohhhhhuuuuhh, 
Bo!" 

Lucy was beside herself, her legs a tangle as she swayed 
and rolled to his licks, literally laying over the 
branch unable to even stand, her little bottom pushed 
up, her legs open, her cunny open to her friend's 
insatiable tongue. 

It took a moment for Lucy to come to her senses when Bo 
stopped, as he stepped back, looking up at Lucy 
anxiously, whining. 

Lucy, at first in a sort of shock wondering if someone 
was coming, so overcome though she moved slowly, looking 
around. 

Not seeing anyone, she looked back at Bo, her eyes wide 
seeing the pink tip of his cock sticking out again. She 
knew what he wanted. She wanted to touch it, she wanted 
to see it again. She wanted to touch it, to rub him, she 
really wanted to she emphasized again. 

As she leaned down, reaching her hand out to touch him, 
she heard the faint call of her mother's voice come down 
the ravine, calling out from the house, "Lucy, time to 
help with dinner, baby, Daddy will be home soon." She 
hesitated, then disappointed, Lucy straightened herself 
up, and looked at Bo with a frown and then a conspiring 
smile, "Oh Bo, what fun we're going to have tonight. I 
can't wait big puppy. We'll have all night to play." 

Lucy had to push Bo away the whole way back to the 
house. She'd tucked her panties into her shirt pocket, 
still naked under her skirt, and several times Bo tried 
to jump on her, making her all the more excited for 
bedtime. 

 By now Lucy was jacking my cock with both hands, 
looking me in my eyes with a look I'd never seen on her 
face before. She was so horny, almost frantic, so 
aroused, but more I think, and as I told her later, 
because I wasn't judging her, she felt as naughty 
recounting the story for the first time to anyone as she 
did experiencing it all when she was a young girl. 

 "Want me to go on?" she teased. 

"Oh baby" I leaned to her, pushing my tongue into her 
mouth, greeted by her tongue swirling around mine, her 
jacking my cock. 

That night Lucy went upstairs and waited for her parents 
light to go out.

She kept looking over at Bo as she tried to decide 
whether, or not to wear her nightie, or even panties, 
silly distinctions she remembered realizing, her little 
pussy already hot and slippery creamy wet, that warm 
buttery feeling in her tummy. 

She knew how wrong this was, how perverse it was, to 
want to have sex with her friend, her Bo. Her breasts 
ached. Her nipples tingled. She caught a glimpse between 
Bo's legs. His cock was already hard and protruding 
several of his many inches from his sheath. Lucy felt a 
thrilling buzz throughout her body. He wanted her too. 
He knew why she'd brought him to her room tonight. He'd 
been so well behaved, it was like he knew to keep it all 
a secret too.

"You're excited, too, aren't you, Bo?" she whispered 
across the dark of the room as she tucked in an extra 
summer blanket she'd thrown over the bed, and one over 
the floor; she knew how messy they were going to get. 
Her whole body tingling with excitement, she stepped 
around the bed and Bo got up. She opened her robe, her 
bare soft skin open to the room, her nipples standing 
erect, her young breasts already swollen firm. 

She wanted Bo to lick her again, to just start. She 
leaned against the end of her bed, her hands gripping 
the rolled bar of the wooden bed frame, the bedpost 
standing straight up on either side of her, and not 
saying anything, willed Bo to come lick her dripping wet 
little cunny,

Buzzing shots of electric excitement shooting up through 
her, without fail Bo approached her and began licking 
her, his tongue, his hot wet tongue performing the same 
magic it had earlier, shooting up between her legs, 
lapping at her swollen little cunt, the intoxicating 
aroma of her sweet little pussy, her cream, driving him 
on, and on. 

Lucy could barely stand as she writhed and twisted, her 
knees bent, rocking her little hips into his licks, 
rubbing her hands all over her breasts, kneading them, 
pulling on her nipples when through the cloud of her own 
pleasure she decided she wanted to see what it was like 
to suck a cock, a real cock, not just pretending like 
she did with her mother's vibrator, but with a real, 
hard, hot throbbing cock. 

She moaned as Bo licked her, as she pictured his cock in 
her hands, in her mouth, sucking on it. Bo's huge cock 
in her mouth. 

Her knees buckling under Bo's insistent tongue, she 
kneeled to the floor, Bo lowering his head with her, 
still lapping at her dripping wet little pussy, her 
breasts and nipples on fire. She rubbed her hands down 
along his sides, reached under him, along his belly, 
feeling for his cock, Bo's huge doggie-cock she kept 
saying over and over in her thoughts, the words, doggie-
cock turning her on more and more. 

Her fingers touched it. Hard and hot and throbbing, she 
gingerly, tenderly wrapped her fingers around its 
middle, and lightly squeezed it, her breath gushing out 
in sheer sexual excitement remembering that morning, 
Bo's thick hot swollen dog-cock fucking up inside her, 
her friends cock in her little hand as he continued to 
lap at her hot little cunt, her shiny wet mons, his 
tongue snaking up inside her. 

Lucy laid down on her side on the small throw rug there 
at the end of her bed, turned so Bo could keep licking 
her, her mewls and moans so softly emanating from deep 
inside her, trying to be quiet, her right knee up so Bo 
could lick her, looking up under his belly, her 
nightlight casting a soft dim glow around the room. 

She was mesmerized by the sight of his swollen, thick 
hard red cock, all eight inches of this thick throbbing 
slippery hot doggie-cock filling her little hand, her 
friend's cock, her Bo's cock. Lucy gripped it in her 
right hand, leaning on her other elbow, and began 
jacking it, sliding her hand up and down its length, 
pulling on it, making it harder, and harder still, Bo 
humping his hips into her hand, licking her hot dripping 
wet little cunny. 

Lucy noticed how hard she was breathing, how excited she 
was, her constant moaning, twisting, her belly humming 
and jumping to his licks, how good his tongue felt, 
licking her belly, her mound, the insides of her thighs, 
straining at this angle to lick into her creamy 
throbbing little cunt. 

Lucy leaned forward, and licked Bo's cock, tasted him, 
his cock hot and throbbing in her hand. She wrapped her 
fist around it, pointing his long hard cock right at her 
mouth, and hungrily wrapped her lips around it. 

She said she remembered moaning out loud on it, her 
pussy aching and dripping wet in reaction, the feel of a 
cock in her mouth, the thick bloated throbbing warmth of 
a real cock in her mouth, the thought of a hard pulsing 
cock in her mouth igniting something so passionate, so 
heated, so erotic she began sucking on it, sucking it 
deeper into her mouth, moaning loudly as Bo licked her 
more, and more feeling her sucking his cock.

She said she remembered wrapping her fist around the 
thick bloated middle of Bo's erection, feeding it into 
her hot sucking mouth, her mouth sliding over it and 
touching her fingers, sucking it, loving the taste of 
it, swallowing his cream, sucking, his cream dribbling 
from her mouth, Bo licking her, then 69'ing, his long 
hot wet tongue curling up inside her, licking her creamy 
hot little cunny as she sucked him, using her tongue, 
her lips, mouthing him, sucking him, her lover, his huge 
eight inch cock filling her mouth, her hand, Bo bucking 
his hips into her hot sucking little mouth, taking as 
much of him as she could down her throat, rocking her 
pelvis up at Bo's long hot slithering tongue, lapping at 
her, licking her as she came, and came, groaning, 
moaning, writhing under Bo's long hot tongue, sucking 
Bo's thick wet cock, wanting that huge thing back inside 
her hot aching little pussy.

Rolling over, pushing her bottom up for her Bo, Bo's 
paws wrapping tightly around her hips, him thrusting at 
her, her guiding him to her hot soft little cunt, his 
huge cock stretching her open, pushing up inside her, 
letting him fuck her, her whispering, "Nnnn, ohhhh Bo, 
good boy" Lucy let herself go, let herself feel Bo's 
thick hot doggie-cock fuck deep up inside her tight 
little pussy, filling her little belly. 

Lucy arched her back, pushed her bottom high into the 
air, her breasts pressed into the carpet, Bo's paws 
wrapped around her little hips pulling her to him, his 
cock buried inside his little girl. 

END

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Kristen's collection - Directory 69