Beastiality Stories

by Buck Wellcock (A new bestiality novella for 2008)

CHAPTER ONE

“Now you be a good boy, Mind Cindy,” Laura Dennis said, bending over and petting her three-year-old German shepherd lovingly on the head. “If he gives you any trouble . . .

“He won’t, Mother, I promise. We get along,” Cindy said, blushing as she drew her knees together. She felt that all-too-familiar itchy tingle nibbling into her clit. The young blonde felt ashamed, feeling something like this right in front of her mother and the dog! It was wrong to have these feelings. Her mother had told her so many times. But lately Cindy couldn’t seem to control her emotions. Even now her nipples were tender and juicy, rubbing raw, it seemed, against her white cotton pullover. As she walked to the door, she could feel the slick rub of her cunt-lips against one another.

Cindy was glad her mother was going to the movies with her friends. It would give the girl enough time to think about what was happening to her and try to understand these confusing changes.

“In case you hear anything outside, call the police,” Laura said.

“Have a good time, Mother. I’ll be home and lock up,” Cindy said, closing the door. She felt Pal pressing his cold snout up against the back of her leg., “I know, Pal. But it’s been such a long time since mom’s gone out. Since dad died, she just isn’t having any fun.”

Cindy stopped, smiling at herself. She was talking to the shepherd as if he were one of her friends at school. Pushing her hair back, Cindy sauntered to the living room couch, sitting down heavily, and picking up the t.v. guide. She flipped through it, wondering if she should finish up her American history assignment now or watch television.

The sound of her mother’s car faded away. Cindy knew she wanted to do something else–something forbidden, something with a man, the kind of thing they had learned about recently in sex-education class. Fucking. Good old-fashioned fucking, man on top of woman. Cindy’s fingers trembled as she thought about the pictures she had seen of the act. They were clinical, very cold and unemotional, she had thought at the time. But now they returned to her mind with a vengeance. Cindy closed her eyes, squirming her tight little ass on the couch as she wondered what it must be like to have a guy doing something that wild to her.

Cindy dropped the TV. guide, drawing her knees together again. She was wet down there. Real wet, she thought, just like a woman gets before she fucks a guy. Closing her eyes, Cindy thought about some of the young men in her school who had been eyeing her. Her best friend Sharon Vaughn had told her about Doug Satto, about the way he had looked at her after she passed him in the hall.

“If eyes could fuck, Cindy, you’d be in bed right now,” Sharon had giggled, making Cindy flush beet red. Now the thought came back to her with the image of the handsome black-haired quarterback and she thought of him leading her to his bed, taking her clothes off, fucking her.

She would do it again. She would go upstairs to her room and undress and take care of this feeling with her fingers. It seemed like such a lonely thing to do. But the thought of just picking up the phone, calling up Doug and asking him to come over to fuck around was simply unthinkable to the proper young girl. Cindy opened her eyes, feeling something rubbing against her right calf once again. It was Pal, whimpering softly, blinking up at her and staring with those loving brown eyes. Cindy smiled. She liked the dog, even loved him. He had been the one stabilizing force in her young life after her father had died and her mother temporarily went to pieces. But there was nothing he could do for her now.

“That’s all right, boy. I’ll be down in a little while,” Cindy said breathlessly, standing up and smoothing her fingers over her lithe body. Just touching herself like that, drawing her fingertips over the leg bands of her electric-blue short shorts made her flesh tingle with excitement.

The dog moved against her. Cindy backed away at the touch against her left inner thigh, instinctively drawing one hand over her cunt. Pal had touched her there, touched her in that very sensitive, private place. Cindy felt her pussy grow suddenly very hot and ticklish at the light pressure Pal had applied against her crotch with his snout. Her body seemed more and more alive to the slightest touch..

There he stood, tail wagging slowly from left to right while his long pink tongue lolled from one corner of his mouth.

“Bad boy. You shouldn’t do something like that,” Cindy said, shaking a finger at him.

The big animal whimpered, moving to one side, then walking back to her and rubbing his head against her leg. Was it simply to be friendly, or was he thinking of something else? That unsettling thought made Cindy push him away and turn from the living room couch. All those images of people fucking in her mind, of wanting to fuck Doug or somebody to take care of the growing pulse itch between her shivering legs was making her irrational. She was thinking awful thoughts.

Cindy put her fingers to her forehead, as if she could drive out those images. Upstairs. If only she could get upstairs to her own bedroom, everything would be all right. Wobbling slightly, she walked from the front room, through the small hall up to the curving stairs leading to the second story.

Pal followed behind, head down.

Cindy began climbing the stairs, forgetting temporarily about the animal silently stalking her. She was thinking about that rubbing sensation of her cunt-lips as she took the steps slowly, feeling her breathing become more laboured while her chest tightened. Sweet hot fuck-juice seeped out of her pussy until her panties were wet. Somehow the thought of lying there alone in bed, rubbing her cunt to bursting with her fingers, seemed awfully depressing. But, then, what was she to do?

Reaching the top of the stairs, Cindy paused for a moment, surprised at finding herself so out of breath. She was in top physical shape. Was excitement responsible for her condition? Cindy gripped the banister tightly, concentrating on that horrid itch until it seemed to diminish a little. She would have little trouble bringing herself off tonight!

She smiled weakly, moving one foot in front of the other, feeling as if she were in a dream. The teen could smell the muskiness of her body even now as she moved through the dark corridor. She would finger-fuck herself, touching her clit all the time, thinking about Doug and how he would feel on top of her!

It happened just as she opened her bedroom door. There was a sharp bump against the backs of her legs, and Cindy found herself on her hands and knees just inside her room. It was terribly dark. Trying to get up, she felt something butting up against her ass. In a flash she knew Pal had knocked her down. Pal had pushed her into her room and was now twisting his head around, trying to get a firm biting grip on her shorts. Cindy slapped back at the beast, swallowing a lump of terror as she crawled blindly into her bedroom.

“No, no, get away from me, you filthy dog!'’

Why was he doing this to her? Cindy crawled forward, banging her head against the dresser bureau as slick fuck fluids oozed from under her panties and trickled down her inner thighs. It was then she felt his tongue licking the fuck fluids. The touch of his furred muzzle against her flesh made her cunt pucker with biting heat. He was after her!

“No!”

The thought was too horrible to contemplate. Cindy knew she had to get rid of him instantly or it would be too late. Her mind whirled as the dog kept on licking around her thighs. Cindy crawled up to her bed, kicking back with one leg, swatting the animal across his side with her right hand. Still he remained, stubbornly keeping a safe distance from her fingers while drawing his tongue up and around her thighs. The girl moaned, curling her fingers around the bottom of her coverlet while closing her eyes. That burning itch! That darned burning itch was, getting worse now.

When she moved her ass around to try to keep from Pal’s licking tongue, she felt those slick cuntal walls move against one another. She panted nearly as heavily as Pal as she managed to draw herself up to the bed and twist about.
 

“No, Pal, no, go downstairs,” Cindy breathed, sitting up while keeping her knees tightly drawn together.

The animal backed away once again, his pointy ears pricked back while his body shivered with excitement. Cindy thought she could see something sticking out from between his hindquarters, barely visible from where she was sitting–Pal’s gnarled, animal prick!

“That’s a good boy, just go downstairs,” the girl said with growing confidence.

She had felt his tongue in places it shouldn’t have been. Cindy had felt it drawing up and down her thighs, getting terribly close to her hot cunt and making her feel less and less disgusted about what Pal was trying to do. And now, as he seemed to be turning from her, Cindy was almost disappointed he had surrendered to her authority so quickly. She felt fear and confusion and lust as the big shepherd hunkered away.

Cindy thought about closing the door, but felt she had to start touching herself right now. The dog had done just too much to her for her to put off the finger-fucking any longer. Crisscrossing her arms, she pulled the jersey off, feeling the smooth cotton material rubbing maddeningly against her aching, hard nipples.

Cindy liked the feeling of being half-naked now, of sitting there on her bed just wearing her shorts and feeling her tits naked. They were big, high-riding tits the boys were always watching as she walked down the corridors to class. She smiled inwardly, knowing even the male teachers had a difficult time keeping their eyes from her tits. Unlike some of the girls, Cindy wore a bra in school, more than casually aware of what would be the reaction if she were to let her long, finger-like nipples show pricking up against her blouse! Now, there was no problem.

Reaching up, she thumbed her nipples, feeling them twitch and burn with her touch while her cunt seemed to flame hotter. Squirming her pert little ass on the mattress, Cindy dropped her hands, pushing them against her shorts and slipping them over her ankles. Next came her panties, wet things in her trembling fingers. Dropping them neatly to the floor, Cindy swung her legs around and settled naked into bed, drawing her legs apart while letting her fingers rest on her belly.

She was breathing hard now, feeling as if there were some weight on her chest driving the breath from her lungs! All those images came back once again, those mental pictures of fucking mixed up now with the touching of the dog’s bristly maw and probing tongue she had experienced. Tensing her thighs and legs, Cindy arched her back, moving her shoulders against the pillow as she pushed her fingers between her outer cunt-lips.

It was the touch she had been waiting for all evening! Cindy groaned, her face slackening. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. She felt the fuzzy sensation of her cuntal curls against the backs of her fingers while she drew her fingertips along the slick, wet warm membranes. The feel of those hot wet folds surrounding her fucking fingers made her terribly dizzy. A strange buzzing started up in her ears while she squirmed and writhed against the groaning mattress. It was happening. That wonderful, hot tight feeling of climax was starting up deep in her body while her mind seemed to blow to pieces. Soon there wouldn’t be that hot tensing itch between her splayed thighs any longer. There would only be relief, the wonderful, golden relief she had experienced after the mind-shattering crash of climax.

Cindy found it, that hot spot, that special centre of things in her cunt that made her tremble and shake all over. She searched out that odd piece of soaked flesh, her breathing changing once more, growing more and more shallow. She thought about the stories she had heard about guys breaking a girl’s cherry, about the pain and blood. She wouldn’t have minded that at all right now, just as long as she could have someone like Doug holding her down, his big hands pressing her shoulders against the bed while his knees spread hers apart. And there would be that feeling, the sensation of something very long and hard and hot rubbing up against her cunt, wanting to push in, demanding to be let in to make her feel like a woman!

“Uhhhhh, Doug. . . ahhhuhhhh!”

Cindy snapped her knees together, trapping her hand between the soft flesh of her thighs as she pitched her ass off the bed and dragged it around in tight, frantic little circles. All these moves seemed so right considering the intensity of her feelings! She shut her eyes tightly, the feel of the coverlet under her ass making her bounce to a humping rhythm. The headboard behind her was clattering against the wall while her moans grew louder and lower.

She dug at the mattress with her heels now, tossing her shoulders back and forth. Her long blonde hair splashed over the pillow, tangling wetly at her mouth. Her body felt hot and buzzy while the room seemed to fade from reality as the pretty young teen’s concentration became focussed solely on her crazily tingling cunt. Cindy whimpered, her fingers fucking in and out, at times gouging against her cherry. She was almost tempted to break it. That would be later, another time, something special.

It had all been so much a part of the general hot feeling Cindy hadn’t thought about the strangeness of it until it touched her cunt. Her ass bucked back in fear as she pulled herself up on her elbows and found herself staring right into Pal’s eyes. He hadn’t gone downstairs as she had ordered. He was there in bed with her, his tongue already lapping at her pussy, his paws suddenly draping possessively over her lovely, spreading thighs.

It was like struggling through chains and rope to fight to a sitting position once more. Cindy tried moving back, drawing her cute little ass over the coverlet, pressing her spine against the headboard, trying to get away from the dog.

Pal had seen too much, smelled too much. He knew the girl was in high heat, and he was going to enjoy himself whether she wanted him to or not.

Cindy whimpered again, raising one hand as if to strike him as he crawled up to her. That long, low steady growl coming from his throat made the teen drop her hand as if it were a wilting flower. She whimpered through her nostrils, her eyes rounded, her mouth opened while fear burned through her body. He was positioning himself between her knees and licking them tenderly now, rolling those handsome brown eyes up at her as if watching for her reaction. Another whimper escaped from her throat.

The tenseness that had made her muscles cramp earlier relaxed. She felt herself settling back onto the bed as if she had been levitating above the mattress for a few seconds. The dog wasn’t going to hurt her. The ceiling wasn’t going to crash down simply because Pal was touching her with his maw. There was still a kind of weird feeling when she thought about it, about a German shepherd licking her that way.

“Oh, yes, Pal. Oh, that’s … that’s good, doggie. Wow, wow!”

Cindy found herself back down on the bed, one leg dangling over the edge of the mattress as she wallowed against the coverlet and pillow once again. The dog’s probing tongue was more certain now, exploring higher and higher up her quivery thighs, making the girl twist up against his maw and wish he would touch her cunt once again. An incredibly wicked idea occurred to the horny little blonde. She could climax in this dog’s mouth and no one except herself and Pal need ever know! Yes, she would cum in the dog’s maw, feel his tongue fucking her while she twisted up against it and fucked for all she was worth!

She tightened her ass and thighs and jerked her body upward against Pal’s tongue, listening to the dog whimpering and moving the long tip of his nose from side to side as he rutted it around her musky blonde pussy thicket. Fucking. Fucking. The word “fucking” echoed through her mind like a gunshot while the dog kept on licking upward toward her wet and ready cunt.

How the dog loved this! The hot juicy cunt of this horny little bitch spread willingly before him, her funky fuming pussy odour infuriating his urge to fuck her like an animal.

Raising her head a bit and peering through long blonde lashes, Cindy watched as the animal went wild. His tongue slopped over the tender inner flesh of her thighs, leaving long silver trails of dog spit and cunt-nectar on her skin. Each lick brought more and more juice from her cunt until the teen could feel the coverlet becoming soaked. He squirmed around a little more, his paws scratching along her milky inner thighs, pricking them wonderfully while he tried nuzzling the whole length of his snout between her cunt-lips. Cindy slowly drew her knees back, back, feeling her heels leaving the mattress, as she gave the horny mongrel full access to her most private feminie charms.. She wanted the dog, wanted him the way she had wanted Doug earlier.

Doug.

Dog.

The spelling was almost the same! She moved her right hand down, feeling with her fingers at the squishy mess between her spread legs. The dog was loving her now, drawing his tongue up around the rubbery edges of her tight little virgin cunt. Cindy bucked to the right, her mouth opening and letting out a long, low sigh. She snapped her legs together, rubbing the insides of her thighs up and down against the dog’s furred head. Cindy let out another cry of joy, kicking her legs high in the air and wishing this scene would never end. What she had already discovered that night! The thought of her frowning mother, of those ridiculous sex-education classes flashed through her mind and made her laugh. Nothing, nothing had prepared her for this! Could the dog give her even greater pleasure? Cindy had already decided to find out!

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