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.
He'd dreamed of her often enough, jerked off thinking about pouring the meat to her, and now he'd seen her in the raw. True, it was just a flash, but it was a flash complete with enough detail to tell him her pussy was well-haired and her tits we thrusting and firm.
«You're right, Fred,» Mabel replied.» And it's no wonder, the way that hussy of a mother sleeps around all the time.»
And Mabel secretly wished she had guts enough to step out on Fred, to feel, for change, a hand on her body that held some interest in her. But she was too chicken open her legs to a strange man, and had long ago given up the hope of getting a good come from her husband. For the last ten years they'd fucked without her feeling anything in the encounter … not even disgust, which dismayed her.
The couple sat and stared at the now closed door, their thoughts miles apart but both centred on the same thing, really. Fucking.
When Meat entered the house, Jan closed the door quickly, though she knew her neighbours had seen her standing there without anything on. She didn't give a damn, for then was no trouble they could get her into. Not just for calling her dog.
They couldn't know what she planned for Meat, once she got him into the house and calmed down enough so she could put her plan into action. Her mouth watered at the prospect of what was to come, and she could hardly wait. She was determined to try everything she could with the horny dog, as long as she could get his cock hard and the dog was interested in sex with her.
But at the same time, she didn't want to hurry it. It was too important, too good, too exciting, to rush. All the good things, she'd discovered could be better if they were savoured, enjoyed a little bit at a time, and not rushed through. So she was determined to extract from this coming encounter every bit of pleasure she could … and the anticipation was at least as good as the act itself.
«Meat,» she said in a sultry voice when she got the dog into the living room. «I'm going to do something for you there's not a bitch in the world who'd think of doing … unless Santa Cruz Shirley might.» She knew it was unkind to think bad thoughts about Santa Cruz Shirley, for her mother had taught her always to be charitable, but Santa Cruz Shirley was such a cunt.
She petted the dog lovingly, and the horny beast anticipated more fun and games, for he promptly rolled on his back and his large juicy cock began to peek inquiringly from its sheath of skin.
«You son of a bitch,» she laughed, rubbing his cock openly now. Gone was all of the hesitation she'd felt before, although the thrill of doing something forbidden was still there. She began jacking the dog's cock again, rubbing up and down until she had it in full erection, and once again the dog jumped to his feet and began humping the air as she continued to hand-fuck him. «You're getting as much of a kick out of this as I am.»
Keeping her hand busy, in order not to distract him from his pleasure, Jan slipped down in such a way that she was lying flat on her back.
Then she lifted one of Meat's hind legs and put it on the other side of her chest, so that she was looking straight up at the huge cock she was jacking off. The dog's thin sticky come was shooting forth in almost continuous spurts, wetting first her face. then her tits as she slipped farther under the animal.
«I may be a perverted bitch, Meat,» she muttered, enjoying the feel of the hot, sticky juice on her face and body. «But you've got a lovely cock.»
She continued to stroke, it for another several moments, enjoying the feel of hot, sticky juice shooting all over her. Then she slowly raised her head and, opening her mouth widely, engulfed the hot, slick shaft of the dog's cock in her mouth.
Meat began humping frantically, and it all but gagged her to try and keep up with him, but she managed to adjust the movement of her head to the same rhythm of his humping, so that she didn't have to take too much dog-peter in her mouth at one time. She wouldn't have minded if it hadn't been so thick it wouldn't slide easily down her throat.
And the come!
It was magnificent!
It was better tasting than the fancy-fucking Davis'!
I was richer than three-balled Robbie Lester's!
It was more copious than Benny O'Boyle's!
And it was better than anything that Weird Stanley had to offer!
She sucked and sucked, swallowing rapidly in order to keep up with the emission spurting constantly from her pet. Her body was so hot she was coming just from the act she was performing. The juice was oozing from her pussy and running down the cheeks of her ass, staining the carpet beneath her. and she didn't even have a hand near her pussy. She became frantic now for his cock, gripped it with both hands and sucked furiously, forgetting everything but the hot stream of dog gism shooting down her throat and filling her stomach, causing as it did comes to burst within her body with the fury of incorporated pistols. Meat began to whimper softly as she sucked and sucked, for his comes were beginning to he painful to him, but he made no move to disengage her from his cock.
And she sucked on, unwilling now that she had started to relinquish the pleasure she was receiving from this act that was so forbidden that in times past both human and animal would be put to death for committing it. And if her mother caught for at it, she might very well be whipped nearly to death. The spice only added to her pleasure, for she knew that her mother couldn't possibly come home that night, for she was shacked up with «Aunt Nina» in Saratoga or Redwood Estates, probably with some well-hung young kid she'd talked into fucking her. Jan knew her mother wouldn't return home until the cock she was fucking either departed or was so absolutely worn out further efforts at fucking would be useless. If Jan had known what her mother was doing at that particular moment, she would instantly have revised her opinion of the old woman.
But Jan didn't really care about her mother right then, for she, was still sucking the long, thick cock of her dog Meat, gripping it tightly in both hands as she did so, and it was only when the dog collapsed heavily atop her that she relinquished his cock and let it slide from her lips, leaving a trail of gism down her chin and across her tits as he rolled away, completely spent. Jan was completely spent also, her body covered with a fine patina of sweat from the exertion of sucking her dog off. Her body was sticky, too, from the vast quantities of gism her dog had spurted over her, and she climbed slowly to her feet and made her way the bathroom to shower. She was well satisfied at the moment, having from had more than her share of glorious comes animal she had seduced.
She ran the shower until the hot water began to flow, then she stepped inside.
The sticky gism, mixed with her sweat, ran from her body as she soaped the lovely, thirteen year old flesh and let the water stream from her, carrying the fatigue and sex-juices down the drain. She closed her eyes and let the water caress her, pretending she had a man holding her tightly in her arms. Right then, she wanted more than anything else to snuggle into the arms of a man and be held tightly, not to fuck, not to do anything at all but rest and be reassured that everything was all right. Fucking was pleasure, true, but as young as she was she knew that fucking was not the end goal of life, that there was much more to it if one had but the ability to find it. With her body completely satiated, she could afford the philosophy that allowed for speculation beyond her fuck-need.
It was completely dark in the house when she left the bathroom and made her way back into the living room. She turned on the Television but left the lights out, stretched out on the couch once again, and tried to interest herself in the program flickering on the electronic screen. Meat walked up and rested his head on her tummy. She scratched his ear.
«You're a good fucker, Meat,» she said warmly, knowing he couldn't, understand the words, but he could appreciate her tone of approval. «You've got a great cock, and I'm going to get to know it better.»
Meat wagged his stubby tail warmly as she continued to pet him, until she fell asleep. The dog curled up next to the couch and in a short time he, too, was asleep.
She was awakened by the early morning chill on her unblanketed body. The television was whistling, and when she got up to get a blanket, Meat opened his eyes and looked at her expectantly. She rubbed his head gently, snapped off the TV and cuddled back down on the couch under a blanket and returned to sleep. She was thoroughly exhausted still, and the sight of the black night and darkened house didn't encourage her to stay up.
Early the next morning, while the sky was still grey from the 'night and morning low clouds and fog, so prevalent in the weather of the San Jose area, she felt Meat's cold nose poke under the blanket and nuzzle against her side.
«Don't, Meat,» she said crossly, turning to try and escape the dog's attentions. She knew he didn't need to go outside, for he could get the through the door himself, and she was pretty sure he wasn't hungry, for he ate only once a day and that in the evening. Sleepy as she for was, she presumed he wanted company, she didn't see the long, pendant cock hanging from below Meat's body, nor did she realise that her dog was smart enough to have learned there was a good time to had with his young mistress. And Meat had awakened with his energies renewed and his cock hard. He wanted some more of the games they had played before, but Jan was groggy with sleep and turned away.
Then Meat stuck his nose into the crack of ass, and that brought her awake instantly.
«Meat, goddamn it!» she cried.» Cut it out. I'm not in the mood yet this morning.»
But the dog was insistent, so Jan rolled over, and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Meat was right behind her all the way, and it was while in the bathroom that she noticed Meat's huge dong.
«Well,» she said grinning «I guess I trained you for something special, you darling animal. I'm going to have to teach you to be discreet when Mother's around, or the old bitch'll try to take you away from me.»
She reached down and stroked Meat's long cock, and at once the dog began humping the air.
«You're not going to get all the pleasure this time,» she said. «We're going to a way to get some real action going between us.»
She looked down at the dog speculatively, trying to envision a way to get that gorgeous hunk of Meat's meat into her coosie. She didn't particularly relish getting it dog-fashion, for she was afraid the dog's forepaws would scratch her, but at the moment she didn't see any other way to do it. She padded slowly back into the living room, with Meat right behind her, trying to sniff her ass. He knew as well as she that some kind of fun and games were coming, but neither knew exactly what. Before starting any action, Jan checked to be sure her mother hadn't come home unexpectedly during the night.
Finding herself still alone with her pup, Jan shrugged.
«If it's good enough for your doggie friends,» she said «I guess it'll have to be good enough for me.»
She got down on her knees, resting her breasts on the couch. She encouraged Meat to climb up behind her and place his paws on the couch on each side of her body. Then reaching through her legs under her belly, she tried to guide his huge fuck-sausage into her juicy snatch, but though she could get the tip of it within the lips of her snatch, she couldn't seem to get it lined up so they could fuck.
The feel of the moist prong excited her immensely, and she was determined to get all in her cunt, but obviously trying to get the dog to fuck her dog-fashion wasn't the answer.
Jan slid out from under the horny boxer. She stood, her hand on her chin, trying to figure a way she and the dog could fuck. She got Meat onto his back and tried to straddle him, guiding his cock into her body, but the dog's dong wilted in the unaccustomed fuck-position.
«Meat,» she said in exasperation, «you're going to have to help me.»
The dog scrambled to his feet and his cock became hard again. He looked up at her with eager anticipation in his eyes. Jan shook her head.
«I don't know, lover dog,» she said. «I just don't see an easy way for you to fuck me.»
She flopped on the couch and stared across the room glumly. She'd made up her mind to be fucked by her dog, and she was disappointed that she hadn't been able to.
Meat put his forelegs on the couch on either side of her, his cock slapping against her knees, and suddenly the way to get the job done occurred to her.
«Meat, you're a marvelous dog,» she cried happily jumping up and hurrying into her bedroom. She grabbed a pillow from the bed and hurried back to the living room couch. «Come on, lover dog. We're going to have us a good screw.»
She placed the pillow on the couch and called Meat to her once more. She sat on the pillow and lay back in such a way that her hips were raised and her pussy pointed at the room. Then she called Meat to the couch once more, his feet again on either side of her, his cock now pointed directly at her dripping snatch.
«Come on, lover dog,» she whispered, reaching down and taking his cock in her hand. «Let's see if we can't get our bodies together for a good fuck-thing.»
She rubbed the moist tip of Meat's meat up and down her slit, almost going out of her mind every time it was going over her fuck hole, but she didn't press the huge organ into her at once. She savoured the fiery pleasure the forbidden thrill of fucking her dog brought her, as well as the very real pleasure she always obtained when she had hot, hard meat about to plunge within her accepting, thirteen-year-old snatch.
Meat took the whole about operation out of hands then, for he hunched forward and drove his hard, bony cock deeply into her. She grunted with surprise, for it was longer and harder than anything she'd experienced before, except a broom handle she'd tried once. Meat hunched bunched, driving, all eight inches into Jan me snatch at once, and though there was a little pain at first, her marvellously resilient pussy soon adjusted to accommodate his entire length, and she began to fuck back. The only thing she missed, and which the dog could not give her, was the rhythmic bumping of her clitty by the pubic bone of a man, for the dog was built different. So she hunched down and gave her clitty a flick with her finger while the dog hunched and bunched, resulting in a fiery exciting fuck the dog slobbered in her ear, and his hot come began spurting in her pussy filling it to overflowing, and on every down-stroke sending the excess juice squirting out to soak their fuck-hairs.
Jan's body responded with young ardour, and she came magnificently, taking all the meat the dog had to offer, while Meat was intently fucking away, enjoying his human partner better than he'd ever enjoyed a bitch in heat. At least the this fuck partner didn't growl and try to bite him after their fuck was over.
She nuzzled the dog, wanting to kiss blissful animal that was providing her with such thills. Meat continued to fuck and fuck, and the gism poured from the end of his cock in a never ending stream, giving sweet Jan kind of fuck no man could ever provide. She came again and again, her throbbing body merging finally with the dog's in a way that made them really one, and when they finally fell apart, both totally exhausted, she knew she was going to keep this dog with her forever and fuck him as often as possible, for really he had become something special to her.
She stroked the dog's head lovingly, curling her body around his as they lay on the floor, recovering from the force of their magnificent screw. She cupped her hand around Meat's balls lovingly, tenderly, prizing them as the source of power that made her pet such a good fuck. She snuggled against the dog for a while, then got to her feet. She had to clean herself up, and she knew she had to do what, she could do to eliminate the come stains from the carpet and the couch. Her mother was such a bitch the old woman would be sure Jan had had a whole regiment of men in to fuck her, and there was no way Jan could ever admit fucking a dog.
Jan was sure her mother would stop at dog-fucking, though the old woman would fuck anything else. From the time she had been just a little girl, Jan had been aware of the fact that her mother brought men home and fucked them. She had breakfast with a whole host of «uncles» for years but shed never been fooled, for she tried to stay awake at night and listen, if she couldn't watch, her mother with her boy friends.
The first time Jan had seen any her kind of sexual activity at all she'd watched her mother put a young college student on the couch, open the fly of his pants and remove his cock, which she proceeded to suck. Jan had been disgusted at first, watching her mother take a man's thing in her mouth, but later, thinking about it, she realised her mother had enjoyed it, the young man obviously though it was pretty good, so there must not be anything wrong with it. It wasn't until she had conversations with some more sophisticated girls at school that she learned the significance of sucking a cock.
About the time she reached puberty, Jan discovered her mother's collection of dildoes. The old woman had every size and shape of artificial cock she could find to buy, from simple plastic penis replicas to more sophisticated vibrators … and the recently acquired 'Porterfuck' which provided vaginal and clitoral stimulation at the same time.
Jan had her mother's dildoes to fuck herself with whenever she could do so safely, which was of n enough because dear old Mother was shacked up most nights. And one night while she'd been doing the Good Thing with her favourite hair-brush handle, she'd become aware of the fact that there was a man watching through her window. Not being the least bit reluctant to put on a show for him, she'd really turned on … until he crawled through the window and taught her how to fuck. He'd been the fancy-fucking bartender, Davis, from Ma Kidder's Bar and Infamous Sex Palace, and he introduced her to an orgy at the bar after hours, and for the last week or so her fucking education had expanded rapidly.
Now her day wasn't good until she come two or three times at least, and she didn't know what she was going to do when school started again. Finding time to get fucked or sucked was going to be more difficult when she had to return to junior high school, for while there were more kids there, they didn't know how to fuck as well as she did and the paper boy she had with Irish Deirdre and Santa Cruz Shirley had shown her that boys didn't fuck as well as men.
As she scrubbed on the come stains, Jan wondered if her mother was getting well fucked as she and Meat had managed. Before she'd finished, the telephone ran, and Jan grimaced
She knew it would be her mother, and Jan hoped the old woman would tell her she wouldn't be home for yet another day. If true, Jan hoped cock she'd home bring with the guy who had such a long-lasting cock with her.