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From: jshawns@aol.com (JShawnS)
Subject: The Breeding Bitch
Date: 29 Mar 1995 23:31:13 -0500

			  The Breeding Bitch

	Janice heard the knock at the door and realized she still had
no idea what to say to Carol. She wanted to confront the bitch for
sure. Steve was her guy, had been for years, and that sneaky slut
Carol had been creeping around, flirting, enticing her man away.

	Ruth, one of Janice's co-workers had just happened to see them
together on the north side of town. Of course she couldn't wait to get
on the phone to Janice.

	"She was all over him," Ruth had reported. "And he didn't seem
to mind it a bit."

	Good old Ruthie.

	Of course he didn't mind it. When some bitch practically waves
her pussy in your face a guy was going to reach out and get some.
Especially when they look like Carol. Steve was not blameless here and
she would deal with him and his unfaithfulness separately, but that
slut Carol must have been working overtime to get him to stray so
visibly. Janice was no slouch herself and she sure didn't need to be
tutored on the finer points of pleasing a man. All the more reason to
suspect Carol as the primary conspirator in this little drama. A quick
lesson on the finer points of `private property' was what she needed,
Janice thought.

	By the time she reached the door, Janice had worked her anger
back up to a frenzied level and she stopped, her hand on the doorknob,
to gain a little control. The image of Carol and Steve together was
slamming through her brain. Have they done it, she thought. Well not
anymore, not after today, I can guarantee that. She and Carol were
just acquaintances, not really friends, and Janice felt no misgivings
about pounding her ass into the floor if it became necessary. But not
yet. First the civilized approach. And if that didn't work - well...

	She opened the door and there was Carol. Sunglasses and a
saccharine sweet smile designed to show off her dazzling and perfect
teeth. The baggy sundress she was wearing did little to hide her
petite and curvaceous figure and Janice felt a rise in the angry
temperature that she was trying hard to control. Mentally, she began
counting to ten.

	"Well," Carol said, not bothering to hide the irritation in
her voice. "Can I come in."

	Janice stepped aside, saying nothing, and Carol walked in like
she owned the place.

	She tossed her purse on the couch and surveyed the living area
with a contemptuous eye as Janice closed the door and followed her
into the room.

	"If this is about Steve, well then we can go ahead and get a
few things straight without me having to waste my time. If you think-"

	A bark from the kitchen stopped Carol short and Rock, Janice's
four year old German Shepherd trotted into the room, anxious to check
out the stranger that had invaded his territory. Mature and filled out
with muscle, he came right up to Carol, sniffing first at her legs and
then boldly moving behind her to poke his nose through the fabric of
her dress and into the cleft of her ass.

	"Good god, Janice, call him off." Carol stepped away from the
dog but he circled her legs, keeping his nose at her rump, his actions
more intense as he attempted to locate the smell that was exciting
him. He tugged at the dress with his teeth and when Carol moved away
he uttered a low growl.

	"Janice get him away from me. I don't like dogs and he's going
to ruin my dress."

	Janice giggled. "He smells something he likes. He's pretty
horny, I think. The neighbors have a couple of females that are in
season and it's been driving him crazy lately."

	"Well, he's not my type. Call him off, he's ruining my dress."

	Ooohhh!" she cried, as Rock gave her a particularly aggressive
poke in the rump with his nose. Startled, she stepped forward only be
to pulled back by another tug at her dress.

	Janice opened her mouth to call off the dog and then stopped.
She was enjoying Carol's discomfort. In a small way, it helped her
feel better about the situation with Steve. And then it hit her.
Revenge. Rock and revenge. Maybe, just maybe, she could really teach
Carol a lesson. The vision of what she imagined burst into her head
like a mini explosion, bringing a devilish smile to her face as she
turned to Carol.

	"Take off your dress," she said to Carol.

	Still dancing away from Rock's advances and tugs, she turned
to Janice with an incredulous look on her face. Immediately, Rock
seized the advantage with another strong poke at her ass. Carol
jumped, clearly uncomfortable with the way the situation was
developing. That damn dog would not leave her alone.

	"What are you talking about, take off my dress. Are you
crazy?" Rock expertly used his size and height against Carol's legs,
confining her to a small area of the carpeted floor and she was
beginning to tire. Janice thought the whole scene very amusing.

	"Maybe he smells something on the dress," Janice said, knowing
otherwise. "He's going to tear it up if you don't. Besides, maybe
he'll leave you alone if he has the dress to occupy himself with.
I'll get you something else to wear."

	Carol looked doubtful, but a few more pokes and prods from
Rock along with that low growling convinced her. She pulled the straps
of the sundress down over her shoulders and it fell to the floor,
puddling at her feet.

	Carol was wearing nothing underneath, just as Janice had
suspected. Janice looked at her, trying to see her the way Steve
would. That perfect little body, creamy skin and round breasts.
Janice would give her that. Carol was a knockout. Steve always did
have great taste in women.

	Janice watched as Carol stepped out of her shoes and away from
the dress, now completely naked.

	Rock paid not a bit of attention to the dress on the floor, as
Janice knew he wouldn't. She watched with amusement as he moved
straight towards the naked girl. Carol's mouth opened wide as he stuck
his wet nose right into the dark bush between her legs and gave a
tentative lick.

	"My god!" she cried. "Get him away from me, Janice."

	She covered her pussy mound with both hands and stepped
backwards, but Rock quickly moved around behind her and put his nose
in her rear again, swiping his wet tongue between the cheeks of her
ass several times.

	"Janice, please get him away from me. Please."

	No longer was her tone sarcastic. Now it was more of a plea.
Carol turned this way and that, trying to avoid the dog's probing nose
and tongue, but Rock was there at every opportunity, effectively
limiting her area to a few square feet of the floor. Janice,
fascinated by the display, sat herself on the couch and crossed her
legs, getting comfortable. This is perfect, she thought.

	"Please, Janice," Carol said. Her voice sounded feeble and
weak. Janice said nothing.

	Rock moved in front of the naked woman and extended his nose
between her legs. Carol reached out with her hands to push his head
away but Rock, anticipating the move, backed away. Off balance, Carol
leaned forward and fell to her knees on the floor.

	Instantly sensing this new advantage, Rock moved in and
quickly had his nose between Carol's legs. His long tongue snaked out
through the hairy patch. Carol tried to push him away but he couldn't
be budged. Instead, he pushed himself even closer, burying his snout
between her legs.

	"Janice, please-" Carol's hands fluttered weakly against the
dog's neck and she tried to fight the initial wave of excitement
building within her as Rock's rapidly moving tongue inadvertently
began stroking across the more sensitive areas of her pussy. This
can't be happening, she thought.

	The tongue hit her clit and a spasm shuddered through her
body. Suddenly, Rock was gone, and Carol could feel tremors running
through her body at the sudden stopping of the intense sensation of
the dog's tongue.

	Then, something cold and wet touched her rump, and she jerked
up on her knees, raising her ass high as she did so. Immediately, the
tongue was back between her legs, stroking and prodding. Rock had
moved around behind her and was back between her legs, his tongue
moving between the cheeks of her ass and down between her legs to lick
her pussy again. Carol tried to scissor her legs shut but the dog's
snout was between them and her efforts only served to confine his
tongue to a smaller area, giving him greater success at stimulating
her now swollen clitoris.

	"Oooooohhh," she moaned, unaware that she was doing so. Waves
of sexual excitement were building within her and without realizing
it, she slowly leaned forward, placing her palms on the floor, now on
her hands and knees. Involuntarily, her legs parted slightly, giving
Rock a little more access which he eagerly accepted. His tongue
continued its rapid assault between Carol's legs, slurping and sliding
from the woman's now dripping pussy, to the crack of her ass and then
back again.

	Janice watched in amazement at Carol's gradual change. Am I
going to let this go all the way, she thought. She looked at Carol,
naked, on her hands and knees, and then at Rock. She noticed his
glistening, red cock protruding from its sheath, growing longer each
passing second as he went about his task of readying the naked woman
for breeding. Five inches, and thick, it very literally symbolized his
need and desire.

	Am I? Janice watched the dog's intense tonguing of the naked
woman. Yes, I am, she thought. All the way. He deserves it after all
this work. And she certainly does, she said to herself with a smile.
She settled back on the couch comfortably, a fascinated expression on
her face.

	Carol was wilting under the constant tonguing of her ass and
pussy. Thoughts of stopping the dog were dim in her mind as the sexual
stimulation to her clit by Rock's ceaseless licking continued. She
felt totally humiliated by the position she found herself in, knowing
that Janice was seeing all, yet seeing no way to stop it now. Low
moans escaped her lips as the initial wave of an impending orgasm
began building within her. Her wrists collapsed and her upper body
lowered itself to the floor, resting now on her forearms. Her face lay
on the carpet and her hips began a slight swing, rhythmic to the dog's
incessant tongue.

	Janice watched in amusement as Rock, now unhampered, began a
focused tonguing of Carol's pussy. She could see his long, pink tongue
flick out, over and over again, occasionally penetrating and probing.
She watched as Carol's ass began swaying, noticing the naked woman's
legs moving further and further apart. This fascinated her more than
anything, knowing that Carol had no control over what was happening.
Knowing that Rock was working toward getting the woman spread and
ready to his satisfaction. And when he did...

	Janice continued watching as Carol's legs now began to spread
noticeably. The widening of her thighs brought her ass and pussy lower
to the floor. Within moments, under Rock's tireless licking, Carol's
legs were spread to their limits.

	Rock steadily lapped the dripping juices from between the
woman's legs. Carol no longer cared about the position she was in.
The utter humiliation of it all was behind her for the time being.
She knew she would never be able to look Janice in the eye again, but
for the moment, she was on the edge of one of the most incredible
orgasms she had ever felt building within her. That tongue! Carol
wanted to be fucked in the worst way and she didn't care by who - or
what.

	Suddenly, Rock stopped his licking and backed up a few steps
from the quivering woman. His penis was stiff and extended, ready for
mating. He walked slowly around Carol, stopping to sniff a bit here
and there.

	She's completely ready now, Janice thought. She stared at
Carol's humble position before her. Her upper body was completely
lowered to the floor. Her cheek against the carpet, low moans escaping
her lips. Carol's ass jutted up in the air, and her legs were spread
so wide that she was fully exposed. Janice could see the tight, brown
hole of Carol's ass and the dark fur that surrounded her pink,
dripping pussy. Spread and ready!

	Rock returned to his position behind Carol, sniffed at the
exposed parts a bit, then placed his forelegs upon her back and began
moving his hindquarters in close to the naked woman's ass.

	Carol felt the paws upon her back, scratching and scrambling
for purchase. It hurt a bit but she didn't care. She needed a good
fucking in the worst way now. The fur of Rock's underbelly caressed
and tickled her ass and upper thighs as he moved in close for his
prize.

	Janice, totally entranced now by what was about to take place,
left her position on the couch and moved closer to the action,
kneeling a few feet away from Carol and Rock.

	My God, she thought. He's going to do it. And I'm going to let
him.

	She stared as Rock made a few tentative thrusts with his cock,
seeking his target.

	Carol gasped as she felt the dog's penis brush against her and
began moving her hips trying to find the hot shaft that would satisfy
her need.

	Janice's unwavering gaze was fixed upon Rock's penis as it
sought Carol's love hole, and she watched in amazement as its thick
tip finally found entrance. Rock moved his rump in closer and the
entire length of his cock slid deeply into Carol's sopping, red cunt.
He began pumping furiously, in and out of the hot pussy. A low,
keening sound began coming from Carol, and her hips moved against the
dog's thrusts, trying to achieve deeper penetration.

	"Ooohhh, God!," Carol cried, as her orgasm approached rapidly.
Her hips began moving quicker, in time to the dog's rapid thrusting.
Sweat dripped from her face.

	Janice had never seen a woman who looked so utterly slutty as
Carol now did in her union with the dog. She watched as spasms began
to rack the woman's body, the orgasm beginning its ascent, running
through the naked slut like a berserk locomotive. Sexual waves of pure
pleasure slammed hard into Carol's body and her mouth opened, a scream
of pure pleasure erupting.

	"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH! YYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!"

	Janice reached out and grabbed the slut by her hair lifting
her head from the floor. With her free hand she covered Carol's mouth,
trying to stifle the loud screams and moans. No sense letting
everybody in the neighborhood in on what was happening.

	Rock's pumping became more frenzied as he approached his own
orgasm. Silently, he pleasured himself with the naked woman and
moments later, long, ropey strands of dog cum spurted into Carol's
pussy. Gravity, and Rock's continued pumping forced some of it back
out, and the cum dripped from between Carol's legs and onto the carpet
below.

	Gradually, the dog's pumping and thrusting slowed. His needs
met for the time being, he eventually came to a stop but remained
perched atop Carol, his penis firmly entrenched within her cunt.

	Janice waited a few minutes and then carefully began
disengaging Rock from Carol. Carol moaned as the cock slid out of her
vagina, and when she was free, she collapsed to the floor in trembling
heap.

	"Good boy.," Janice said. She patted Rock on the head and led
him out of the room.

	Back in the living room, Janice surveyed the woman on the
floor, a wet puddle between her legs.

	"Get up slut.," she said, prodding Carol in the thigh with her
foot. "You're getting cum all over my floor."

	Carol, unaware of her surroundings at the moment, opened her
eyes. With a rush it all came back. I let myself be fucked by a dog,
right in front of Janice, she thought. Worst of all, I enjoyed it.

	"Janice, I -" Carol stopped, not knowing what to say.

	"I don't think Steve will have much of an interest in you
anymore, Carol," Janice said with a smirk. "Not once he finds out what
a dog fucker you are."

	Carol's face reddened.

	"Janice, please. I'll do anything. Anything you want."

	"Will you now," Janice said with an evil grin. "Just maybe, we
can come to some arrangement. You know, Carol. I've been trying to
find Rock a mate for a long, long time."

			       The End