Lying back contentedly on her bed after dinner, Victoria only half-listened to Penny's constant stream of conversation. The young blonde was really looking forward to the hour when Ben would bring Prince by. Sometimes she felt that there was some special bond between her and the dog, as if they were secret star-crossed lovers and by some evil plot Prince had been changed into an animal by a wicked witch. The blonde coed had always loved animals, particularly dogs, but the students were not allowed to have pets on campus. What a treat it would be to have Prince to herself for the whole night, almost as if he were hers.
But beyond her normal love for animals, Victoria found some special quality about Prince that endeared the big animal to her. Maybe it was his eyes, she thought pensively. When he looked at her she sometimes felt as if he were another person, there was such a calm intelligence mirrored there. Another factor was simply that he was very beautiful, with perfect markings and a powerful yet graceful body. The animal gave off an aura of pride and strength and virility that the young girl had so often found sadly lacking in her male schoolmates.
"… And don't you think so?" Penny was saying.
"Hmmmmm, what?" Victoria responded absently.
"Victoria Bennett," Penny said severely, her hands on her hips, "if you don't want to listen to what I'm saying, just let me know, and I'll save myself the trouble of talking."
"That would be like trying to turn off Niagara Falls," the young blonde said teasingly, then instantly repented as she saw the hurt look on her roommate's face.
"I'm sorry, Penny," she said warmly. "I guess I was just being selfish, but I really do want to hear what you were saying. Can't you tell me again?"
Penny looked at her blonde friend with a pleased if slightly suspicious smile, not quite sure yet if the other girl were still kidding her. But unable to contain her normal talkativeness, she started back into her tale.
"I was telling you about that handsome guy I met in town, you know, the one who works at the hamburger stand. He offered to take me out tonight and I'm going to go. The word on the grapevine is that old Ben Wright is going into town on his weekly bender, so I'm going to sneak out, for all night, I hope."
Victoria muttered something reassuring in reply, annoyed a little by the way Penny had referred to her friend Ben. But Penny noticed nothing and rattled on about her new male find.
"Boy, if that guy is as strong between the legs as the rest of him seems to be, little Penny should be waddling home with a permanent case of bow-legs. What muscles! What a face!" The slim, dark-haired girl sighed while she finished undressing, throwing her jeans onto the grubby pile of discarded clothes that was jammed between her bed and the wall. To her own surprise, Victoria found herself unable to pull her gaze away from her friend's beautiful, half-naked body. Penny was standing in the center of the room, wearing only a pair of plain white bikini panties. With a strange unfamiliar fascination, Victoria found her eyes running lingeringly over the sleek smooth hollows and curves poised so unselfconsciously before her. Odd that we could have lived together all these months and I never ready noticed how beautiful Penny is, Victoria mused, her gaze settling on her friend's beautiful white breasts. They were wide-set and tapered to pointed pink-tipped nipples, yet so firm and solidly anchored that they did not droop at all despite their size, but jutted forward proudly.
Except for her large breasts, the rest of Penny's body was slender and sinuous, but not thin. With each graceful motion the smooth muscles rippled sleekly under her velvety skin, causing a constantly changing pattern of lights and shades to shift over her sensuous form. It was a moment before Victoria found herself wondering what it must be like to have one's hands on that lovely body, to feel it writhing helplessly in abandoned passion. With a little inward shudder of horror, Victoria made herself stop thinking about such a forbidden subject, but still she could not take her eyes from the enchanting spectacle before her.
"Maybe I'd better put on some sexy panties," Penny said thoughtfully. "Just for insurance." Without hesitation, almost as if she were completely alone, the dark-haired girl hooked her thumbs in the elastic waistband of the panties she was wearing and drew them swiftly down and off her legs, unaware that her roommate was automatically holding her breath as Penny straightened up again with slightly-parted legs, giving her friend a brief glimpse of the slender pink ribbon of cuntal flesh winking through the dark curls that so enchantingly covered her vaginal mound.
Victoria was unable to trust her breath again until Penny had turned away. What was the matter with her? she thought in rising panic. Ever since that time last night when she had heard Penny making love to Jimmy Philips, the strangest thoughts had been going through her mind. She wondered if she were becoming a lesbian and that was why she had so much trouble with boys. Then Penny bent over to search through a drawer for another pair of panties and once again her enchanted roommate could not help the feeling of rising panic in her as the darker girl's smoothly rounded buttocks were presented to her in their full sculptured beauty. It was with relief that Victoria finally saw her friend begin dressing, and in a matter of minutes the ordeal was nearly over, with Penny fully covered, if you could call it that. She had on the briefest miniskirt that the young blonde had ever seen. This new boy friend would certainly have a chance to appreciate Penny's panties whether he wanted to or not!
"Well, cheerio. Off to the hunt and all that," Penny gaily said and let herself out through the front door. Victoria genuinely hoped that she would be successful with her young hero, especially if it would keep her out all night. The young blonde wanted a chance to sort out her thoughts before she had to face anyone again. It felt almost as if there were something in her that was looking for a direction to burst out in, some relentless pressure that demanded action. But what? It was such an unspecific feeling… so hauntingly vague.
Victoria's somber thoughts were abruptly ended by the sound of scratching on the sliding glass door just a few feet from where she was lying, accompanied by a low insistent whining. With a little cry of joy the young blonde jumped up from her bed and moved quickly to the door, sliding it open without hesitation. Sure enough, there stood Ben and Prince!
"Thought I'd let Prince do the knocking, seeing that he's the one who's coming to stay with you," Ben said huskily. Victoria noticed immediately that her friend's speech was a little thick and that there was a strong smell of whiskey about him, and she felt nervous for a moment. But Prince didn't give her a chance to let her imagination get the best of her, as he came bounding into the room, running here and there, thrusting his nose into comers and familiarizing himself with the place in the ways that matter to a dog. Finally satisfied, the big animal lay down contentedly on the carpet and looked up questioningly at his two human friends.
"That's right, Prince, you're going to stay here the night," Ben said reassuringly. "You take care of Miss Victoria and I'm sure she'll take care of you."
Weaving a little, Ben looked down to where Victoria had joined his pet on the floor. Once again the young blonde was sitting in her customary cross-legged posture and the half-drunk older man groaned inwardly as he saw the way her tight jeans plastered themselves like a second skin to her lovely young body. It was almost as if she were naked, Ben thought to himself. The jeans were old and worn thin, and the blue material clearly outlined the twin bulges of her cuntal lips, held invitingly open by her cross-legged posture. Time to get out of here, old man, Ben thought to himself. Time to split, before you lose control and fall on your hands and knees before that innocently seductive little beauty and ram your head between those tender young thighs and fuck her sweet little cunt with your tongue. The thoughts were too much for the tortured man and he backed hastily towards the door.
"Well, so long, you two. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," he said in a kind of frantic jovialness. He almost tripped over the low metal sill as he stepped backwards through the doors and slid them almost shut, leaving just enough space for Victoria to hear him mutter, "Lucky bastard dog." And then he was gone, a lonely hulking figure heading towards another night of desperate alcoholic forgetfulness among people he despised but needed.
"Well!" Victoria said with a little sigh. Never having seen Ben quite this way before, she was a little upset, but quickly passed it off to the whiskey her friend had obviously been drinking. Everyone on campus knew that Ben drank, but few had ever seen him really drunk. With good-natured tolerance the young student passed the whole thing off as another one of those inexplicable bits of adult behavior, and then turned her whole attention to her canine companion for the night.
"Since you're my guest, Prince, I suppose I should offer to entertain you," Victoria said with pretended gravity. "Would you like to play cards? Or perhaps you'd care for a cup of tea? Do you take milk and sugar?" Then giggling girlishly, the happy girl put her arms around the animal's powerful neck and pushed her warm pink young nose up against his moist black one. Immediately Prince's long pink tongue shot out and licked the girl on the face, making her giggle again. On impulse, the young blonde stuck out her own tongue and tried to lick the dog, but their tongues met in mid air and caressed for a moment. Victoria thought of it as funny for a second but then became aware that it felt good, very good – too good in a weird sort of way – so with a little shiver she quickly pulled her tongue back in, a strange look coming over her face.
The big dog looked up at his young human friend, a little puzzled, wondering why she had pulled back so hastily from him. But getting to her feet, Victoria went to her desk and pulled out a small package of dog candy she had brought this afternoon just for tonight. With slightly trembling hands the young coed tore open the package and poured out several pieces for her delighted animal companion, laughing as Prince nosed eagerly through the little mound of candies, searching for his favorites.
In a moment both dog and girl were back to the lighthearted mood of a few moments before. Victoria was tossing pieces of candy into the air for Prince to catch, trying to race him to the pieces he dropped. Eventually both became tired and sat quietly watching one another, the dog sitting on his haunches and Victoria leaning back on her bed propped up on her elbows.
For the thousandth time the blonde girl found herself thinking how truly beautiful and handsome Prince was. Not just handsome in an animal way but also in a virile, male way. Some inclination of the universality of sexual attraction began to seep through into the young woman's mind and this time she let it linger there, not letting herself be afraid. She knew now if she met someone, some man she could trust a little the way she trusted Prince, then there would be no problem with sex. The trouble was that she trusted Prince precisely because he was a dog and didn't have the inbred human ability to trick and to deceive – the mental agility to use others for his own ends. Too bad humans and dogs weren't interchangeable as lovers, Victoria mused, and then laughed to herself a little nervously at the thought.
"Oh, Prince, just be glad that you're a dog and don't have a nutty human brain that imagines all kinds of problems," Victoria sighed. Suspecting that it was just general tiredness that was making her so introspective the young girl stood up and stretched languorously.
"Time for bed, I think," she said to the dog as he got to his feet, thinking she wanted to play again. "Now let's see, where am I going to put you?" Victoria mused more to herself than to the dog. "Maybe Penny wouldn't like it if I let you sleep on her bed, and it wouldn't be hospitable to let you sleep on the floor, so…" and a mischievous little grin flickered over the girl's beautiful features, "so why don't you sleep up here with me? Oh, I know it'll be a little cramped, but it'll be nice and warm and friendly too."
Victoria began to get ready for bed, pulling off the white sweater that still had Prince's paw-prints on it from earlier in the day. As Ben had noticed then, the blonde young student was wearing no brassiere and her high firm breasts stretched even more taut and proud as she reached her arms up to pull the sweater over her head. The rough-knit material caused her nipples to harden involuntarily as it scraped over them and a little rash of goose-flesh spread over the girl's skin from the unexpected sensation.
Wearing only her jeans now, Victoria walked over to the wash basin and noisily washed her face before groping blindly for the towel.
"That's another thing, Prince," Victoria spluttered. "You never have to wash your face or hands. Life must be easy for a dog." Walking over to the closet next, the rosy-cheeked girl began to peel her tight jeans down her legs, almost losing her balance once before she was able to kick free of them. Unlike her roommate, she carefully hung the jeans in her closet and then stood a moment in indecision. Should she put on her nightgown or not? Maybe not, she finally decided. If Prince was going to sleep on her bed it might be too warm. So, wearing nothing now but her tiny bikini panties, the young blonde virgin walked over to the bed and sat on the edge.
"Okay, buddy, you sleep next to the wall," she said to the dog and patted the bed for him to jump up. This was quite confusing to the animal since his master never let him get on beds and he looked up at the girl with a questioning but adoring expression. Some strange emotion was starting to form inside the dog's great heart. He had never seen a naked or semi-naked human female before, and there was something oddly exciting to Prince about the subtle symphony of pink and cream-white flesh before him. He loved the girl and now the nearness of her plus the intoxicating warmth and smell of her velvety flesh caused him to automatically nuzzle in closer to her, forcing his heavy body between her slightly open thighs.
"Why, Prince," Victoria asked in surprise. "What's the matter, don't you want to sleep with me?" And then the startled young virgin jerked back in surprise and shock as the dog's long pink tongue shot out and licked her nakedly exposed left breast.
"Uuuuuuhhhnnn," the stunned girl said in involuntary reaction as the hot rough tongue scraped over her already erect nipples, sending a jolt of raw pleasure all through her body. Victoria squirmed backward trying to escape the insistently nuzzling dog until she was half-lying, half-sitting, propped up against the wall next to the bed. Although the most sensible thing would have been to reach down and force the dog's head away from her nakedly tingling breasts, somehow the young virgin's arms seemed paralyzed, unable to move up the short distance necessary to protect herself from the affectionate animal's lingual caresses.
"Oh, no, no, Prince," the confused young woman kept repeating ineffectually as the big animal continued to lick and slaver at her exposed breasts, moving impartially from one to the other.
Despite her best intentions, Victoria felt a delicious and sensuous warmth begin to steal over her tingling young body, rippling over her flesh in electric waves with each further swipe of Prince's long hot tongue. A dreamy, vacant look came over the blonde student's face, and for a moment her lovely half-naked body held completely still. Then finally she permitted the exquisite sensations from the dog's licking of her firm, trembling young breasts to pour over her in uninterrupted waves of pure sensual bliss. Then and only then did her hands steal slowly up from her sides, but instead of pushing the dog away, they trailed lovingly over the big animal's powerful head and finally settled firmly behind his ears, actually pulling the furiously licking animal's muzzle tighter against her now palpitating breasts.
"Oh, Prince, oh, Prince," the gasping young virgin moaned out again and again, talking in disjointed, confused sentences to the unheeding animal. "We shouldn't be… it's… oh God, Prince, your tongue, your lovely tongue!"
As soon as the girl had stopped fighting the dog's advance, her legs fell loosely open so that the strong hairy animal body crowded in even closer to her, that massive head able to raise up higher from time to time to bestow a sensual kiss on her half-parted lips. Little by little the crooning girl became aware that Prince's powerful chest was pressing hard against her partially opened pussy slit, and that each time he stretched forward to lick, the movement of the dog's body against this most sensitive part of her body added thrillingly to the wild sensations already flowing down from her naked wet breasts.
Becoming more and more aroused with each passing second, Victoria could feel the hot wet juices of her passion building up in her hopefully expectant vagina and she pressed her clitoris tightly against the dog's furry chest, automatically opening her legs wide at the same time.
What had begun for the dog as simple friendly affection, expressed in the only way he knew, was now assuming different and confusing proportions. It was hardly likely that the sensitive animal would fail to pick up his young human friend's rising excitement. And more than that, the musky stimulating odor of Victoria's advanced sexual arousal was building just under the animal's thrusting muzzle, causing a familiar tightness to start forming deep up inside his own hairy loins. To Victoria's great disappointment, Prince abruptly stopped his powerful licking of her wildly tingling breasts, and for a moment the panting girl thought the beautiful animal had lost interest. But then the huge feral head dropped down between her thighs and began to sniff inquisitively at the trembling widespread loins from which that strange but exciting odor was coming.
Victoria watched in fascination as that cool black nose slid ever further in toward her seeping cunt and a lewd and forbidden idea began to form in her sex-fevered mind. Would he… if she encouraged him? Would he… lick her down there, just as he had licked her breasts? Even though she knew how wrong it was, how sinful, the desperately aroused young virgin could not deny to herself how much she wanted her animal friend to drive his pointed muzzle deep up between her trembling thighs and give her the kind of pleasure that her own fingers had never been able to provide.
"C-Come on, Prince," the girl called out in a shaking voice. "Do it! Lick me, lick me there! Lick my pussy!" And with that, Victoria slowly pulled aside the moisture-soaked crotch band of her white nylon panties, baring to the animal's eager gaze the gleaming wet furrow of her expectantly waiting little cunt.
"Come on, baby, do it for me! Please, oh please," the hopelessly impassioned girl begged. She lay there spread-legged on the bed, holding her panties away from her cunt with her fingers, knowing that she was about to embark on an unforgivable act, an act so lewd and perverted there could never be any forgiveness for it. Her imploring blue eyes met the soft brown ones of the dog, and for a moment the pleading girl thought that Prince was not going to do it, but then…
The long hot tongue snaked out once again, stabbing deep up between the waiting girl's quivering thighs, mercilessly splaying aside the gold-fringed cuntal lips, sliding up over the wetly flowering vaginal opening and then digging like a fiery knife into the tiny pink button of Victoria's clitoris.
"Aaaaahhh," the half-naked girl moaned in helpless submission before that burning, pleasure-giving tongue. Her back automatically arched to thrust her steaming genitals up toward the dog and the back of her head banged against the wall. For long moments the pleasure-wracked girl held herself rigid in that position, her lovely, eager young body curved like a drawn bow, her firm, full, saliva-covered breasts thrust out high and trembling in front of her, her softly flexing thighs spreading farther and farther apart in a mindless attempt to open her body to the maximum, begging for Prince's darting tongue to drive deep, deep up inside her. And it did, again and again and again. Prince ardently stroked his hot wet tongue up into that glistening pink cuntal slit, his own loins beginning to burn now as the odor of Victoria's rising female passion flooded directly into his senses.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, darling," Victoria moaned over and over again, her hips now starting a slow revolving motion up against the slaving dog's furiously licking tongue. With one hand the blonde girl continued to lewdly hold aside the crotch band of her panties while the other was now pinching and rolling the nipples of the breasts that Prince had abandoned.
"God, God, keep licking… licking. It feels so good. I-I'm going to cum in just a minute… faster, faster, darling… aaaahhh, God, don't ever stop… oohhh… oohhh… oohhh…"
The helplessly inflamed coed's mindless ravings fell into a kind of delirious chant, keeping time to the dog's continuous ravings of her desire-moistened cunt, and this was the sound that Penny, her roommate, heard as she stood in amazed wonder outside the door to their room. For a moment Penny thought she must have come home to the wrong room but then she recognized Victoria's voice.
My God, she's got a man in there! Penny thought incredulously. Someone's making love to Victoria Bennett, Prude of the Year!
Penny's first reaction was a little mindless giggle of surprise, but then a cold calculating expression came over her face. Victoria had broken in on her the other night just when Jimmy Philips was about to give her the fucking he had worked her up to. Well, two could play that game, Penny thought, and she reached up to open the door, but found it locked. After a moment's hesitation, the young avenger began to knock loudly, cursing her habitual carelessness which had made her forget her key. How she would like to have walked in unannounced!
It was long moments before the panting and moaning Victoria became aware of the insistent hammering at the door, but even then her inflamed senses pushed it into the background. She was so close, so close to her orgasm that nothing else mattered in the world. Her parents, the dean, anyone could have burst in the room at that moment and the helplessly impassioned girl would have been unable to stop the desperate search for gratification that was building to a head deep up inside her seething belly. Just another few seconds and it would be here… Victoria gritted her teeth and almost stopped breathing as she felt herself teetering on the edge of the greatest physical and mental gratification she had ever known… and then Prince backed away, alarmed by the racket that Penny was making.
"Oh, no, no," Victoria desperately gasped, trying to reach out and draw the animal's head back between her lewdly spread thighs, but Prince easily dodged her clutching fingers and moved quickly to the other side of the room.
"Damn, damn, damn," Victoria sobbed out, knowing there was nothing more she could do to call the alarmed animal back to her. Quickly pulling her panties back over her swollen pink cuntal flesh, the frustrated young woman staggered to her feet and snatched her nightgown from the nearby closet, settling it quickly over her body. She moved toward the door, recognizing her roommate's voice as she demanded to be let in. With an angry contemptuous motion, Victoria threw the lock back and twisted the door handle, letting it open by itself under the pressure of Penny's knocking.
As soon as the door gave before her, Penny surged triumphantly into the room, bursting with curiosity to know who it was that had turned her prim roommate into such an animal.
"Well, it's really something when a person can't get inside her own room," she began, but stopped dead when she saw no one there but Victoria and Ben Wright's German shepherd.
"Why, I-I thought there was somebody else in here with you…" she began lamely.
"There is," Victoria said icily. "Prince." And she pointed towards the big animal as he stayed prudently back in the far corner. Penny's first reaction was to think that whoever it had been must have left through the sliding glass doors, but she saw that was impossible. Some books and records were propped against the glass, moved there by Victoria while she had been playing with Prince and it was clear that the doors couldn't have been slid back without removing them.
"I-I'm sure I heard somebody," Penny insisted, looking around suspiciously and fighting down an impulse to look under the beds.
"Well, you're wrong," Victoria retorted and then tried to change the subject. "What are you doing home, anyhow? I thought you were going to spend the night locked in the arms of your muscle-bound hero?"
Penny couldn't help making a wry face. "He's muscle-bound all right, but mostly between the ears. He took me to a soda shop and told me all about his exploits as a football hero. And then at ten o'clock he said he had to be home so he could get plenty of sleep. By then I was so bored that I wouldn't have cared if he promised I could sleep with the whole football team! So here I am, unloved and unlaid."
While she was talking, Penny took a closer look at her friend and knew she hadn't been imagining the sounds she had heard. Victoria had been up to something all right. It showed in the hot flush that bloomed on her cheeks and her breathing was still ragged and forced. On top of that, the dark haired Penny distinctly detected the odor of hotly aroused female flesh. But where the hell was the male who had got her that way? Penny wondered. It was clear there was no one here but Prince… and then the horrible suspicion came to the supposedly unshockable young sexual prodigy.
No! It just wasn't possible! Penny would have believed the earth was flat before she would accept the suspicion that her prudish roommate could ever… No, not with a dog, not ever, and the stunned young woman sank down slowly to sit on the edge of her bed. She looked up once to catch Victoria's eye, but the blonde looked away. Then Penny tried to catch Prince's eye, but he looked away too.
Impossible! Impossible!