David Crane

Hot for horses

CHAPTER ONE

As soon as she got the dog back to her apartment, Melanie Reingold began to play with his prick.

Melanie had never fucked a Dalmatian before and she was eager to make it with the big black-and-white brute. But the dog didn't seem to understand what it was all about, at first. He looked more puzzled than aroused when the girl began stroking his cock. He had a nice big cock, and it began to pulsate in her hand, but his prick wasn't getting hard fast enough to suit the horny girl.

She figured that the Dalmatian had probably never fucked a woman before, and was confused. Melanie had fucked a good many dogs, of various breeds, in her young life. And she had never yet had one of the beasts turn her down, but sometimes they knew what it was all about and sometimes they had to be taught new tricks. The Dalmatian seemed to be one of the latter. Melanie supposed that he must be owned by a man – or that if he was owned by a woman, his mistress was not making proper use of the animal.

But Melanie knew how to train a dog.

She had been practicing Pavlovian conditioning for years and knew how to get a dog salivating for pussy.

She giggled with a sudden thought: if a woman did own the Dalmatian, she was destined for a surprise when she brought him home from the boarding kennels – and found him trying to fuck her! The dog was standing stiffly, his neck arched as he looked back at the girl. He had one ear cocked and there was an inquisitive look in his eye. Melanie was kneeling on the floor beside his flank, both hands under his sleek belly, in the position of a milkmaid – but it was not an udder on which her hands were working.

She had the dog's balls cupped in one hand, lifting slightly as if to judge the weight of his cum-load. Her other hand skimmed up and down his prick, drawing the shaggy sheath back and revealing the shiny cockhead. By this time, the Dalmatian's prick had gotten semi-hard. His cock stuck out along his belly, parallel with the floor, but it was not yet rock hard, the way Melanie liked a dog's cock. The smooth prick-knob was still rubbery and his balls, although large, did not seem to be swelling with a load of cum.

Melanie didn't mind the delay.

In a way, it was a thrill to know that she was seducing a virgin dog, much the same way that it thrilled most women to give a young man his first piece of ass or his first blow-job.

She gave his prick a last stroke, then drew back.