«Damn, Meat,» she said, turning to the dog. «Nobody's around to take care of this sweet ache between my legs. I want to get fucked, and it's a hell of a note for a sweet thing like me not to be able to get cock in my body.»
She paused.
«Unless …» she said speculatively.
She paused again.
«Unless you could be taught to use that gorgeous tongue of yours on me,» she said. «I wonder if I can teach you how.»
She sat on the couch and opened her knees. Calling the dog, she got him to come to her, as he had many times before, and put his head in her lap. But try as she would, she couldn't get him to lick her pussy.
Even when she forced his nose right into her cunt, the dog did nothing but lay there motionless, as though his sole reason for being there was to be petted. Her didn't respond to her pussy-odour, though he'd certainly licked the juices she'd left on her mother's dildo, and he'd licked them with gusto.
Then Jan got an idea, for she was an imaginative child when it came to fucking.
«Hold on a second, Meat,» she said, standing up and going into the kitchen. «If you don't like the taste of my pussy, I know what you do like. I'll give you a chance to lick it if you want, and we'll both enjoy it.»
She took a roast from the refrigerator, unwrapped it and soaked some of the meat juice in a paper towel. Then, spreading her legs, she carefully wiped the meat juice on the inner folds of her cunt. Meat watched her with interest.
«Come on, sweet Meat,» Jan said, returning to the living room. Once again she sat on the couch and spread her legs. She put some more meat juice on her pussy.
This time, Meat didn't need any urging. After an exploratory sniff or two at her cunt, he lapped out with his tongue and raked her outer pussy with its rough surface. It was exciting, but the dog's tongue missed the best spots.
«Wait a minute Meat,» she said. «Let me, help.»
She reached down and carefully spread the outer lips of her pussy, revealing to the dog the inner, moist folds, at the moment savoury with odour of meat juice, she'd spread there. She loved her pussy, thought it was beautiful, and now that she'd had a chance to compare it with pussies like those of Irish Deirdre and Santa Cruz Shirley, she was sure hers was the most beautiful.
Meat wasted no time in licking out and running his tongue up from the very bottom of her cunt to the top, then starting again. He made thrilling contact this time with her tight, hard clitoris, her meatus, and the convoluted folds of her vagina.
The delicate, forbidden feeling that had coursed through her when she had begun masturbating Meat earlier surged back with renewed force as the dog began licking her pussy, and at once her pussy gushed forth great quantities of love-liquid. But her juices descending didn't halt the dog's eager licking, and for the moment Jan could forget that all he was really interested in was licking away the meat taste in her cunt, for the wild, forbidden thrills that were running through her were almost too much to be resisted. She came, and fought to hold her position so that the marvellous dog might continue to lick her sopping snatch and make her come and come and come.
And she did!
Her comes piled one on top of the other, until at last the heavenly child could not distinguish where one come ended and the next began. She threw her head from side to side, she gripped the cushions with both hands, she straightened her legs rigidly in front of her, but never, never did she move her pussy from the spot where Meat was licking so intently and producing in her such exquisite pleasure. She had a ball of liquid fire in her belly, and every spasm that shot through her only intensified it.
She knew she was being licked by a dog, and that idea alone was terribly exciting, to say nothing of the fact that it was actually happening to her. It was the greatest tongue job she'd ever had, for the raking texture of his tongue did the most marvellous things to her teenage body imaginable.
Another Big Come was on its way!
Just it hit her, Meat pulled back and cocked his head inquiringly to one side. As he did, Jan twisted away and grabbed her pussy a frantic, heedless effort to ease the fiery throbbing that surged up from the tiny spot at the head of her clitoris and spread in weakening waves throughout her body. It was by far the greatest, most soul- satisfying. most extraordinary come in her young career of fucking, and the was nothing at the moment that she gave a damn about except the feeling of exquisite pleasure coursing through her firm, hot young body.
Then she collapsed, unable any more to do anything but lay helpless in front of the horny dog, who's cock was once again long and hot. The was hardly anything Jan could do to ease the dog's torment, though she dimly perceived that Meat was an unusual dog, able to identify her passion with his own and to react to it. His cock was hard with deference to her licked-out passion, and she knew he needed something.
It was unkind, she knew, to excite a male, even a canine male, and not offer him some kind of relief. Her mother had taught her never to be cruel to men and dumb animals.
So weak as she was from the force of her recent series of orgasms, she reached out and began stroking Meat's cock, softly, gently, but sufficiently so that the horny boxer began hunching once again. As before, the come began streaming from his cock almost at once, staining the carpet, but this time his staying power was somewhat reduced and he pulled back before Jan had jacked him off for long. He sat down on his haunches and looked at her, for the moment resembling nothing quite so much as the famous trademark dog listening to his master's voice-except that Meat had his eye cocked on his mistress's cunt.
«God dog,» Jan muttered weakly, looking at the pup with love in her eyes, her heart, and her body. «You're learning to be a regular good fucker.»
The dog licked her hand in obvious gratitude, then curled up beside her on the couch and promptly fell asleep. Jan did likewise, her hand cupped over her pussy, not in a protecting manner, but in a way to suggest that this was her most treasured possession … the single thing she valued above all else … unless she valued cock more.
Chapter 2
When she awoke, the day most almost gone. Twilight had descended on the was land, and the pale grey light filtering in the windows cast gloomy shadows throughout the room. She looked for Meat, but the dog was nowhere in sight.
«Just like most fuckers,» she said, grinning with wisdom beyond her thirteen years.» They fuck, and when they wake up afterwards, they split.»
She clambered to her feet, went to the bathroom, then came out looking for the dog.
No Meat.
«I'll bet the son of a bitch went outside looking for dog pussy,» she said, peering out of the living room window in search of her pet. She saw Meat on the lawn, stretched out and fast asleep. He gone through a panel in the door provided so he could get outside whenever he wanted.
She opened the door a crack and called him.
At the sound of his name, Meat ears stood up, but he didn't move.
She called again.
Meat rolled over and looked at her balefully, as though distinctly annoyed at being awakened before he was ready.
«Come on, Meat,» she called.» Come to Momma.»
She paused and grinned at a wicked thought.
«Shit,» she said. «I hope I don't become a momma. Not with Meat as the father of my puppies.»
Meat bounded in the door, knocking it from her unsuspecting hands and exposing her momentarily, in all her pristine nudity, to the gaze of a husband and wife sitting on the lawn across the street.
«You know, Mabel,» the man said, «that girl's going come to no good end.»
He put his hand in his lap so his wife couldn't see the sudden bulge his cock presented … the first hard on he had in over a month, and that given him by the luscious young chick across the street.
