John Kellerman

The virgin_s pet

CHAPTER ONE

"Oh wow, am I ever sweaty," Gayle sighed, tossing her tennis racket on the bed and stripping her t-shirt off. Her small, firm tits were white in contrast to the tan of her chest and belly, and as she wiggled out of her shorts, she admired her slender body in the mirror. She'd just had a terrific match with a friend on the big clay court that belonged to Gayle's father. The two of them had gone at each other without a letup until finally Gayle's opponent, Tricia Worley, had tired enough to let Gayle get a few just over the net and win. Gayle enjoyed violent exercise. It made her skin flush and her heart pound. She was sure it had something to do with sex too. Because when she was fatigued like this, she always became aroused. Slipping thumbs over the elastic of her panties, she skinned them down and with a graceful movement of her small foot, kicked the musky undies across the room.

"Oh boy, this shower will sure feel good. Or maybe I'll have a bath today." She was looking at her naked body in the mirror. The sheen of drying sweat on her skin made a thrill go through her cunt. "Yeah, a good long soak in a hot tub and then…" She bit her lip. Since she'd turned sixteen, it was hard to take a bath and not touch her delicate, most feminine places. Tricia, who was a few months older, told her that if she did it just right, something wonderful would happen. The word was orgasm. But Tricia swore too that what actually happened was far more interesting than that rather clinical word. Tricia made it out to be almost religious. And since she'd learned the knack, Tricia did it every day. That's what she told Gayle.

The jingle of a collar tag told Gayle that Prince, her sleek Doberman, was looking for her. The jingle grew louder, then stopped.

"In here, Prince," she called, clapping her hands. The black dog rounded the corner, tail nub wagging. He came to her for a thorough scratching and Gayle obliged. Then she went to her bathroom to start her tub running.

She was leaning over the tub, adjusting the faucets when she felt something brush her exposed cunt mound. The rub came harder, hard enough to part her sweaty cuntlips. The strangest tingle she'd ever experienced rippled through her. As the shock set in, Gayle realized that her dog had just stroked his tongue along her crevice. He'd licked her clit!

"Prince! Bad boy!" she turned, still crouching, her cute round face set in a frown. Prince just panted as happily as before and seemed to be looking for another opening. She lifted a hand as if to smack him and the dog dove forward. His tongue wet her right tit, bringing the small pink nipple up out of its dimpled areola. Shocked, Gayle looked down to see the dog's saliva glistening there.

"What's gotten into you?" She was squatting, facing her pet, and the stretching of her cunt mound had opened it. She could feel the heated membranes exposed to the air and her heart picked up speed. But she was in a mild state of shock too. Her large, blue eyes were fastened on what was taking place under her Doberman's belly. His furry sheath bulged at the end and something pushed his dark-pink cock slickly into view. It was as streamlined as a rocket ship with only a slight ridge where the cockhead was. Gayle had learned that much about anatomy, but since Prince was such a well-behaved dog, she rarely glimpsed his sex organ at close range. Her emotions were mixed. She still had the urge to punish him for being so unruly. But the way his cock grew fascinated her. It was throbbing. It was glossy with the animal's lubrication. She stared, ashamed to be interested in the secrets of a mere dog. Even if he was her loyal and loving pet.

"I really should thrash you, you wicked dog!" But Gayle was smiling. And blushing. She gave him a playful push and made him leave the bathroom. As she closed the door behind him, Gayle noticed that her hands were shaking. "What would make him want to lick a human girl?" she pondered aloud. "I don't smell like a dog. I don't have fur like a dog. I must not even be very pretty to a Doberman like Prince."

Gayle turned the water off and climbed into the tub. She sank back to let the sweat melt from her skin, her eyes closed as she tried to think of other things. She wanted to go shopping if Daddy would lend her the Mercedes. There was a cute little dress she'd seen in a shop window in Paxton Springs. She didn't dare tell her older sister about the dress because Cindy would beat her to it if she did. Cindy was eighteen and wore almost the same size clothes as did Gayle. Cindy was bigger breasted, but she usually chose frocks that tended toward tightness to show off her perfectly rounded tits.

"Mine are perfect too," Gayle said aloud, "they're just smaller." She splashed hot water over the nipple that had been licked by her Doberman and a thrill went through her. She soaped a palm and began to stroke the nub with circular movements until the tingle in her cunt had grown more intense.

"Uhmmmmm, that's nice." She soaped both palms now and let her other nipple share in the excitement. The pleasure in her cunt was becoming very strong now! She could feel that little clit-bump growing. It grew tumid and plump when she rubbed her nipples. Once she'd even squatted over a mirror and watched it push out from behind its fleshy hood. For some reason she thought of Prince and the way his red cock had exposed itself.

"Ugh, how awful. Imagine the poor girl dog who has to put up with that thing inside her." Gayle was still a virgin and she had not come to grips with the mysterious and somewhat messy facts of life quite yet. She was fascinated by the idea of sexual intercourse, but scared at the same time. She'd heard stories about what happened when a boy got too excited.

Tricia, Gayle's best friend, told of how she'd gotten into a wrestling match with her cousin when she was only fourteen. The boy had been a few years older and Tricia had become curious as to why he kept wriggling around so much when he was trying to pin her. She had described to Gayle how the contest had become something very different. Her cousin had started kissing her and his eyes had glazed. He'd moved his hips around in a funny kind of way and Tricia had grown a little excited herself. She knew vaguely that her cousin's strange behavior had something to do with sex. She also knew that cousins weren't supposed to do such things with each other, even if they weren't all the way naked. Then Tricia had felt the boy jerk and gasp and she'd become aware of something hot and sticky down where that hard thing had been rubbing against her crotch. The boy had collapsed then and Tricia had had to push him off of her. She'd related in some detail exactly how slick that stuff was, how it smelled, and how it felt when she dabbed a finger into it and rubbed it against her thumb.

Wallowing in her warm tub, Gayle found these memories keenly exciting. She began to wonder just what a boy's cum was really like. Tricia had hinted that the stuff was pretty awful. But Gayle thought her friend was saying that for her benefit. She had a strong suspicion that Tricia had enjoyed the sordid little scene with her cousin. And though Tricia had no other stories to tell, Gayle wondered if she'd played again with the boy.

Suddenly Gayle had the strongest urge to explore her cunt. Yet she felt somewhat guilty for having been licked by her own dog and then remembering with exquisite detail the lewd story Tricia had told her almost a year ago. No, she wouldn't allow herself that pleasure. It would be punishment for her naughty daydreaming. She stepped out of the tub, dried herself briskly and searched in a drawer for a fresh pair of panties. She didn't hear the jingle of Prince's collar until he was in the room. Gayle was about to turn when his hot, damp nose was pressed between her thighs and he nuzzled upward against the plump, white lips of her cunt. The sparse curls of brown parted and her cuntlips opened with a wet sound.

"Ohhh!" Gayle clung to the edge of her dresser as she struggled with the conflicting forces of her own conscience and the jolt of pure pleasure that had shimmered through her belly. "You awful doggy! Get back, get away!" She fled toward her bed, the powerful animal in close pursuit. Sitting heavily on the edge of the mattress, Gayle shoved at Prince's head with both hands. But he burrowed past her ineffectual defenses, and again his sharp nose opened the lips of her cunt. She tried to squeeze him out with her knees but her strength was failing. She was staring down as his pink tongue flicked out. How long it was! How wet it was! And the heat of it… the heat sent tingles up her spine, made her thin shoulders shake.

"No… don't do th-th-that… bad dog… baaaaadd!" cried Gayle.

Her cunt was blooming now, the delicate inner surfaces exposing themselves as her flesh swelled from the friction of the dog's licking. Gayle felt as if she'd slipped into another dimension. Her small hands rested on the dog's head but she wasn't trying to push him away anymore. She couldn't. She didn't have control of her will now. It was that damnable pleasure that had destroyed it. That and the lewd fascination that locked her eyes on what Prince was doing. He liked it, liked the way she smelled and tasted! This fact alone thrilled her past the ability to reason.

"Ohhh, ohhhh wow! Ohhhh that's just too m-m-much!" Hot tickles of fire brought her clit surging out, its sensitive and pearly head hunting for the source of the pleasure. Prince's tongue found the glistening nub and the most powerful thrill of all made Gayle suck her tummy in deeply under her ribs.

But she knew she couldn't allow this to go on! She just couldn't. She shook her head, her light brown hair flying out over her shoulders.

"Uhh, stop… ohhhh God, don't do that Prince! Bad dog! Very b-b-bad dog!" It was no use. Her strength had been absorbed by the passionate waves of ecstasy that seemed to ride the surface of her skin. The soft, licking slurp of the dog's tongue against her exposed cunt-flesh added to her excitement, weakening her further. Her nipples had budded too, and she longed to touch them. What had happened to her willpower? Her pet's tongue had diluted it so much that it was useless, that's what had happened to it. How could she resist pleasure so pure and breathtaking as she was now experiencing?

"Uhh, uhhhh, uhhhh God, if you don't stop… if you… ohhhhhh!" Gayle moaned passionately.

The dog nuzzled deeper. His black nose had opened her inner folds now and she could feel his breath scorching her poor little clit. Well, it wasn't so little as it had been. She saw the pulsing tip of it for a second, and then she could only see Prince's tongue swathing it with hot saliva.

Whimpering in defeat, Gayle sank back to lie upon her back on the bed, her slender legs hanging off the edge of the mattress as she gouged the carpet with both heels. Knowing he had won, Prince spread her thighs wider with his shoulders and lapped hungrily at her parted pussy. She could feel her juices flowing out and could feel them being slurped up by her loving pet. Shudders of glowing warmth spread upward from her cunt and sent electric thrills down her long, tan legs. Her toes spread apart from the constant friction against her cunt. Her nipples felt like rubies on her chest and she gave in to the passion that had taken her, bringing her palms up to excite the tender bumps of titflesh.

"Oh, ohhh my God! Ohhhh this is awful…" It was incredible too. She'd touched herself before but had never experienced the full flush of excitement that Prince was giving her.

"Nhhhaaaah, something funny is happening to me! I'm getting all shivery and hot! Ohh God, ohhhh God, God, God!"

The muscles in her thighs tightened. Her fingernails dug into her palms. She flopped her head back and forth on the bed as her hungry pet made a mess of her blossomed pink cunt. The itchiness was growing so intense that Gayle wondered if she could bear it much longer. Of course she knew what was happening to her. She was going to have an orgasm. Her dog was going to lick her and make her come! That taboo word thrilled her as it ran through her thoughts. But she was so guilty! It was bad enough to listen to Tricia's lewd stories, but to let her own pet lick her cunt until she came was unthinkably perverse!

Again, Gayle struggled against the Doberman's hungry attack. She pushed at his head with both hands, whimpering weakly all the while. But the dog had a taste of her delightful young twat and he wasn't going to give it up without a fight. Under his belly, she could see his huge cock now. It seemed fully extended and the tip had grown into a streamlined barb. Lubrication dripped from the thing as it swung back and forth when Prince dug his hind paws in to brace himself against Gayle's flailing hands.

"Stop… ohhhh stop, damn it or I'm gonna… gonna… ohhh shit! Ohhhhh no!"

The first excruciating tickle sparked through her. It was something like an electric shock but there was no pain or discomfort. Only the most lovely pleasure she'd ever felt. Her fists dropped and she fell back on the mattress again. Shouldering her squeezed thighs wide again, the Doberman growled and covered the entire length of her crevice with his open jaws. His tongue dug and gouged into the fleshy flower of her inner lips. His breath scorched her wonderfully!

Gayle knew now that she was beyond help. Her slim ass began to dance on the bed. With convulsive movements she thrust her open cunt up and down against the dog's licking. She didn't want to move like that. She wasn't even thinking about it. It was the maddening itch, the insatiable hunger that had suddenly overtaken her. She couldn't get enough of that cursed tongue! She couldn't rub back against the dog's licking mouth quite enough! Her heart fluttered like it might fail totally and her breathing was wild and ragged.

Gayle pinched both her tits and her tummy heaved rapidly as the Doberman lapped more furiously than ever. It was as if he knew what was happening to her. Her excitement had excited him. Gayle looked down over her belly to see his hindquarters hunching in the familiar movements of fucking. Then another burst of pleasure exhilarated her so intensely that she couldn't focus anymore. How could it get any better? But it did. The next explosion was the first erotic spasm of her climax! It made her give a squeal that lasted only seconds because another hot storm between her cuntlips choked it off. She reveled in the ecstasy. Her young hips leaped around on the bed. Her clit was a burning sun, throbbing, inflaming all her senses to the utmost sensitivity.

"Ahhhggg, ahhhhgggg, ahhhhhhhh!" she babbled, biting blood from her lip. She'd never dreamed in all her life that coming would be like this!

The tender spots between each toe tickled. Her armpits glowed and grew damp. Her earlobes felt extra-sensitive and the touch of her ass against the bed was pleasurable. Even her tight little asshole throbbed with the passion she was experiencing!

"Ohhh, I'm gonna die… nhhhaaahhh!"

Then as suddenly as the shivering paradise had encompassed her slim body, it was replaced by pain. Now Prince's tongue hurt! With a cry of pain, Gayle brought a leg up and back and drove against the dog's body with all her might. He yelped and staggered back and Gayle used the moment to clasp both her hands over her ravished cunt. She was surprised to feel how swollen it was! Never before had her dainty flesh exploded into such a plump, slippery flower as now bulged between her thighs.

She sat there on the edge of the bed, watching her Doberman. But he seemed to know that she wasn't going to allow anymore of his fun and games. He lowered himself onto his haunches and licked his chops. His cock was still very long and very shiny. Gayle stared at it, her tits rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.

"Oh my God, I can hardly believe it happened." But it had happened. And as soon as Gayle pushed her dog out of the room and closed the door again, she threw herself across her bed and began to sob with shame and disgust.

CHAPTER TWO

"But you're usually so careful about feeding him. I don't think you'd ever forget, Gayle," Cindy exclaimed to her younger sister.

Gayle avoided her sister's eyes. She wished it were as easy to avoid Cindy's accusation. "There's always a first time for everything."

"No, it's something more than just forgetting." Cindy made Gayle look at her. "I saw you go to the back door and frown when Prince came up. Then you just walked away. You knew it was feeding time."

"Look, I don't feel like talking about it." Gayle had always been irritated by her big sister's tendency to pry, to play amateur shrink whenever her little sis had problems.

"Well, I fed Prince just an hour ago so you don't have to worry about it. But it doesn't really do any good to punish him that way. I assume you were punishing him for something, right?"

"I told you I don't want to talk about it." Gayle went to the box on her bed. Holding up the new dress she'd bought, she turned. "How do you like what I found down at Juanita's Boutique?"

"You rat, I wish I'd seen it first! Oh, I'll bet that would look good on me."

"Well, it looks good on me too. I think I'll wear it tonight."

Cindy gave Gayle a slinky, teasing look. "You and Eddy going out?"

"He hasn't asked me yet but he'll probably call before noon." Gayle shrugged. "It makes him feel like a big shot to wait until the last minute. One of these times I'm going to refuse him though."

"Hey, little sis, you're gonna have to let me borrow this some night." Candy held the new dress up against her body. She was curvier than Gayle and her tits larger, but otherwise the sisters were very much alike. They both had wide, sensuous mouths, short noses and large eyes. Cindy's sparkling blond hair did give her a striking appearance, but both sisters were leggy and svelte and Gayle really had never felt like she was at much of a disadvantage. She only wished she knew how to maneuver boyfriends as easily as Cindy seemed to do. She had two or three of them hanging around all the time.

"You going out tonight?" Gayle asked.

"I can't make up my mind whether to let Freddy take me to supper somewhere or go with Randy." Cindy tossed Gayle's dress back on the bed and did a little turn in front of the mirror. "Randy does have the neatest car and he kisses lots better than Freddy."

Just the mention of the word made Gayle think of how her dog had licked her cunt. It was a terrible secret. Something she could never tell a living soul. But thinking of how it had made her feel caused her cunt to throb. She became conscious of her older sister staring at her.

"You had the darnedest look on your face," Cindy said, slitting her eyes. "What were you thinking about?"

"Oh… nothing."

"No, let me guess. You were thinking about how far you're going to let Eddy go tonight, weren't you?"

"Of course I wasn't."

"How far do you let Eddy go? Has he ever got his hand inside your…"

"Cindy!"

"I was just going to say panties." Cindy gave a sexy pout. "I let Randy touch me like that if he's a good boy."

Gayle was curious, but she felt embarrassed to ask about details. Her experience with most males was that if you gave them an inch they wanted a mile. Gayle had not given Eddy more than an eighth of an inch yet. And that eighth of an inch did not extend under the elastic leg of her panties!

"How do you know when to stop a guy?" Gayle asked shyly. "I mean after he's gone so far, he really starts pushing to go a lot farther."

"I never have any trouble turning a guy's fire down," Cindy said. "If he gets out of hand, I just grab his cock." Gayle hid her embarrassment as best she could. She'd never dreamed of doing anything like that! She'd never even seen a boy's prick in the flesh. And to curl her fingers around one of those hot, hard things… well, she guessed they were hot and hard. She'd heard girls whispering at school.

"What does that d-d-do?" Gayle asked self-consciously.

"As long as you've got his cock in your hand, he can't shove it in you, right?"

"I guess so." Gayle swallowed hard. Now she was thinking of Prince's cock. The thought of touching something so slick and red made her shoulders tremble. She wondered what her sister would think if she told her how the Doberman had licked her cunt and made her come. Cindy swayed across the room, touching her lovely young body as she talked.

"Of course, once you grab them, they don't want you to turn loose. It's best to plan ahead and have a hanky that's easy to get to."

"A hanky?"

"Sure, stupid. You wouldn't want to get that yucky stuff all over your new dress, would you?"

"Yucky stuff?"

"Oh come on, Gayle, you know what happens when a boy reaches a climax, don't you?"

"Oh!" Gayle was suddenly remembering the sexy story her best friend Tricia had related to her about the time she'd wrestled with her cousin while they were in their pajamas. Yes, she knew what Cindy was talking about now.

"And let me give you some advice," Cindy went on. "Some guys say they only want to slip it into you for a second or two. They promise they won't come inside and all that sort of stuff. Just don't believe them for a minute!" Cindy frowned as if she'd gone through such an experience herself. "Once they get it inside you, they'll never pull it out until it's too late."

"Why won't they?"

Cindy sat close to Gayle on the bed, her big eyes intense with the secret excitement she felt. "Just imagine how that must feel to a man. A girl is really hot inside and she's all slick and soft too. I think a girl's cunt must be the softest, slickest thing in the whole universe and a man is very sensitive when he has an erection. He can feel everything, especially where it touches the tip of his prick. That's his glans and it sticks out more than the other part. So when it rubs a girl's softness…" Cindy's voice trembled and she had to bite her bottom lip. "Oh, I've gotten all excited just talking about it."

"Cindy, have you ever… uh… ever…?"

"Come on, ask it."

Gayle took a deep breath and looked at her older sister. "Have you ever let a boy make you have a climax?"

"Oh sure. But you have to watch them. When they get you that hot they figure it's easy to jerk your panty-crotch out of the way and shove their hard old cock in." Cindy sighed. "And when a girl's that close to coming, it takes a lot of willpower to keep them from doing it."

"Yeah. I think I see what you mean." Actually, Gayle didn't. She had never even touched her cherry, and as far as she was concerned, she didn't even have a deep, hot hole. So it was impossible for her to imagine having a cock pushed into her. But from what her older sister had said, she guessed that Cindy had indeed had a cock pushed into her. Cindy read her thoughts.

"Yes, I've gone all the way," Cindy said, grinning. "Once."

"You did?"

"Hurt like hell and it was a mess too. It was almost rape was what it was."

"Randy?"

"Uh-huh. I had no idea what was going on. Before I knew it, he had it in me all the way and was jerking around like crazy and I was crying and bleeding and then…"

"What happened?"