“Your father's quite attractive,” Miss Hellview informed me, something I knew only too well. “In my first meeting with your parents, he and your mother seemed at odds regarding how best to 'handle' you. Her words. Your mother believed a schedule of punishment might better 'calm you down.' Again in her words. But your father had a more lenient train of thought.”
That figured.
Of course, I could easily understand my mom's position. My dad had cheated on her, with me-her supposedly innocent little elementary school daughter. Who turned out to be a regular big slut, after all.
Oh, well. And I sincerely did hope to one day repair our relationship, between me and my mom, I mean. She was my one and only mother.
It was still dark out, a little after 4:00 a.m., and Miss Hellview and I were in her private quarters, waiting for my parents to arrive. They were still at least an hour and a half away. I'd retrieved my new cell phone, which got me a quick look but no comment, and I'd called from Jackson's bathroom to let my dad know I was fine.
I told my father they didn't have to make the drive up, that Miss Hellview had 'rescued' me, but he said they were already in the car and insisted on coming to see me anyway. He said they had something important to tell me and they wanted to do it in person.
The way he said it, I assumed it was about a divorce.
Damn.
“Are you sure this thing will hold me?” I needed to know. “And Bosco?”
Miss Hellview and I were both naked and I was in her sex swing, a very expensive contraption which hung securely from a large stainless steel hook fastened to the ceiling of her huge walk-in closet. It was a complex arrangement of sturdy straps with several pillow-type pads attached, able to be canted forward or backward, depending on the particular activity desired.
In addition, it had two soft leather stirrups, also able to be adjusted for whoever was using it.
“It's rated at 500 pounds,” she smiled at me. “And built for nothing but fucking.”
Which was exactly what I was about to use it for. We figured I could get in a quick but highly satisfying fuck before my parents arrived. In fact, as soon as I'd seen it, her personal sex swing, I knew I had to try it.
I was comfortably reclined in it, tilted back at the perfect angle for a big German shepherd dog to stand on his hind legs. Which Bosco was doing, leaning forward onto my skinny bare body but without putting his full weight on me. That was the point of the sex swing's design, after all.
Bosco was fully erect, already panting and clearly very familiar with what was expected of him. Good dog.
“I've done this many times,” Miss Hellview told me.
My small bare feet were in the smooth stirrups and she was adjusting the length so that my narrow knees were raised and parted exactly so. For maximum penetration, she informed me. Yet another point of the sex swing's design.
“And Bosco can fuck all night,” she added. “He comes again and again and can make you endlessly come.”
Not just a good dog-a very good dog.
From where the big dog stood, against me but slightly back, I suddenly felt his swollen pink penis graze my bare inner thigh, leaving a wet spot on my young flesh. I jerked with surprise, then shook my head at my own jumpiness.
“Sorry,” I laughed nervously. “God, it's just that his dick's so huge!”
Miss Hellview laughed too. “Emily, you're going to love it.”
Then she leaned in between the array of straps and, when I turned my face to her, she kissed me full on the mouth, sucking at my lips and tongue as I eagerly kissed her in return. My breathing jumped to an entirely new level with this intimacy between us, my heart racing, as her fingertips traced lightly down my flat tummy. When she paused to toy with the fine curls of my new pubic hair at the top of my overly-moist cunt, I sucked in my breath.
“You get me so excited,” I told her. “Everything you do to me does.”
“You remind me of myself,” she said. “When I was your age, I could never get enough sexual pleasure. I always wanted it, just like you.”
With her hand between me and the gorgeous German shepherd that was about to pierce me relentlessly with his enormous cock, Miss Hellview touched at my quivering tiny clitoris, causing me to stiffen with a gasping sigh.
“Oh, yes!” I panted, my knees spreading slightly wider on their own. “You could make me come just touching my clit like that!”
“I could,” she said breezily, “but that's Bosco's job, making you come.”
Our lips were still lightly touching, our breath almost as one, and she gently massaged my clit for only another brief moment, then moved her fingers away. Looking down, I saw her give Bosco's stiff cock a quick squeeze. Then she stepped back.
“You love to fuck, right?” she asked.
I gave her a little shrug. It wasn't something I could deny, not after she'd watched me with Boomer, when I was unable to give up even a moment of his fucking me, audience or not.
“I do love to fuck.”
“Emily, this'll be the best fucking you ever had,” she promised. “ Ever.”
And carefully, she moved Bosco forward so that his paws were wrapped around my trim waist and his lower body was cradled by my widely-spread young thighs. She reached down and lined up his stiff cock with my sweet 11-year-old cunt.
“Fucking's my favorite thing,” I admitted to her, my excitement running away with me as I put my skinny arms around the beast as best I could. “God, I'm just so shaky, I can barely catch my breath.”
I swallowed hard at the warm sensation as the very tip of him entered me, the slickened lips of my preteen pussy parting slightly. His big pink cock was trembling, throbbing even, the vibrations of it sending little jolts of pleasure through me as I anticipated the entire huge shaft of it within me.
My juices were already more than evident-while my excess wetness usually seeped down into the firm crack of my butt whenever my dad fucked me, I could instead feel it this time actually dripping out of me. It was forming a large wet spot on the towels Miss Hellview had placed on the carpet beneath her sex swing, soon to be joined, I knew, by a veritable river of dog cum pouring into me and then out of me.
“I'll start him out slow,” she promised.
But with a quick, unexpected little thrust on Bosco's part, at least half of his swollen-hard dog penis slid into my slippery young pussy, spreading me widely open as it slickly entered me.
“Oh, God!!” I groaned sharply with both surprise and pleasure. But it wasn't the big shock I'd expected-after all, I'd already been opened up down there by his brother Boomer, who'd fucked me a short while ago like he was going to a fire. “It's already inside of me!”
Miss Hellview patted the big dog on the rump, his tail wagging instantly at the attention from his master.
“Halfway in!” Miss Hellview corrected, her bright blue eyes smiling. To him, she whispered, “That's my good dog, my sweet doggy! Be nice to Emily and fuck her really good. She loves to fuck as much as I do.”
I looked down between my naked body and Bosco's, my eyes widening. Because even with half of the large dog's stiff cock encased in my pussy, it still seemed almost impossible that the rest of that giant thing would fit into my narrow pink slit.
I shook my head with a nervous laugh.
“It still looks like too much for my little cunt,” I observed. I was trembling all over, a mixture of rampant sexual excitement and fear coursing through my veins. “It still seems too big to go all the way in.”
Miss Hellview kept her hand on Bosco's rump.
He was seemingly ignoring me, his large handsome head turned to the side, even with his cock partially encased in my wet, tightly gripping pussy. He was concentrating instead only on his master.
“You can handle it,” she assured me. “You already fucked Boomer, after all.”
“I guess.”
And she gave the big German shepherd a quick smack on the rump, this time his cock cleaving into my little cunt fully to the hilt, the second half far thicker than even the first. My heart almost stopped with the shock of it.
“Ohhh!” I gave out with a little cry. But then, “It's in, it's in me!”
Bosco didn't hesitate.
The second his huge cock was fully inside my stretched-open pussy, he started fucking me so hard I was almost thrown into another world.
“Ohhhh God!” I could barely keep up, my narrow hips jerking back and forth with the pure wanton pleasure of his fucking. My pussy was so alive I swear it was crackling with electrical excitement. “I'm dying, I'm dying! It's so fucking good! God, he's going to fuck me right to death!”
And he was, fucking me like a dog gone wild, thrusting that huge dick of his into the deepest depths of my cunt, nearly splitting me in two as he rammed himself to the hilt in me.
“I love it, I love him fucking me so much!” I moaned, squirming with what movement I could muster with Bosco holding me so tight. He was almost crushing the breath out of me, but I didn't care. “Fuck me more, fuck me even more! Fuck, fuck, I want his cock to keep fucking me! Ohhhh! It's so deep!”
And then I had my first of several orgasms with him, my slippery pussy tightening like a slick glove around the big dog's pistoning cock but not even slowing him down. As I came, panting and groaning as if this was my final act on Earth, I cried out so loudly I was afraid the entire school would hear.
“I'm coming so hard!” I managed, squirming like my bare ass was on fire. “I'm coming and coming and coming! Ohhh, God! Uhhh! Uhh! Yes, yes, more, more, fuck me more!”
And fuck me more, he did.
Bosco fucked me so much, and put me through so many orgasms, that I nearly lost consciousness. I swear, the unstoppable engine of his giant cock turned that huge pink appendage of his into a virtual fucking machine. It took me from one level of perverted pleasure to even higher levels of crazed pleasure, until the final intensity of it all caused me to almost forget who I was.
Almost.
When the big German shepherd finally came, ejaculating into me with a rush of thick liquid that spurted into me several times, his dog-cum was gushing into my swollen cunt as if from a throbbing fire hose.
I came one last time, hugging my knees to him as I climaxed with a series of shuddering spasms, groaning with indescribable pleasure until I was hoarse.
“Nothing's ever felt like this!” I moaned, going finally limp in the sex swing, my limbs aching with the pounding my cunt had taken. “It's beyond every orgasm I've ever had, like it's my first time coming! My, God…”
Bosco then gave a shake of his head and pulled his thick cock out of me without so much as a look back-he just dropped to all fours and sauntered away from the sex swing as if my spectacular fucking (and my spectacular pussy, I liked to think) was his normal fare, nothing to write home about.
Boy dogs. Huh.
“Holy fuck!” I gasped, when I could at last speak again. “That was unbelievable!”
Miss Hellview was instantly there beside me, kissing my mouth, my face, my ears, even my slender little-girl throat with her sweet luscious lips. “Holy fuck, is right,” she agreed. “It's very much like a religious experience!”
And as if to further prove the religious thing, she suddenly dropped down to her knees in front of me, kneeling on the pile of towels now entirely drenched with Bosco's semen.
As I hung there, my small feet in the stirrups, my knees spread apart just so, and my pussy so filled with the big dog's remaining cum that it was slowly draining out of me, Miss Hellview put her mouth to my still-throbbing crotch and began licking all of Bosco's semen out of me.
“This feels so wrong!” I had to laugh. “Something I definitely know about. But, God, I love it!”
Her tongue was like a fluttering bird, licking into my cunt in all the right places, hovering around my still-tingling clit as it about to alight, but then not, merely bringing my level of excitement back to the 'intense' setting so she could make me come yet again.
“I love Bosco's cum,” she told me, licking it up. “And you're right-it's the very wrongness of it that excites me so.”
But, of course, I already knew that about her.
I'd been greatly surprised earlier, as Miss Hellview was first putting me into the sex swing, when she told me:
“I've always been a dog girl. Even when I was very young, I enjoyed experimenting sexually with my pets. I was only about your age when I first let our family dog, Rocky, fuck me. It was all I could think about for days, until I managed to do it again.”
I gave her a look.
“I know that feeling,” I admitted. Of course, I meant it about my father, the intensity of our secret fucks something I thought about endlessly on the days we couldn't manage to do it. “Wanting it so bad, I mean..”
She stared into my eyes. And then she brought up something I'd hoped she'd simply forget I'd mentioned. A lie. My lie, about my father and I.
“My father always paddled me,” she started. “Like your dad. It always excited me. And, like you, he did it with my pants down, on my bare ass.”
She hesitated a long moment, as if waiting for my comment, but I merely nodded, uncertain how to respond. I mean, my God, I'd made up the entire story and here Miss Hellview had lived the actual thing.
“If it stung too much,” she went on, “and I'd cry, he'd rub my hurt bottom all over to make it feel better.”
I still didn't know what to say, so I just sort of nodded numbly, as if her story was exactly the same as mine.
“Right…” was what I managed to say.
“But it led to more than that,” Miss Hellview went on. “Rubbing my bare bottom, he soon had his fingers in me, in my anus and my vagina both, comforting me. And oral sex next became a part of every paddling, so I'd be bad on purpose. Wanting it. His mouth on my pussy. From there, of course, you can imagine what came after…”
I was still staring at her, but I knew I had to say something. Anything.
“Right,” I said again. But added, “There was more to it, with me, too, than the paddling…”
And, as crazy as it seems, in that moment of emotional weakness, feeling closer to Miss Hellview than any person I'd ever known, I told her the truth, the story of my dad and me, fucking, sucking, my butterfly vibrator, him screwing me in my butthole, getting caught fucking on the couch by my mom, even going to the sleazy motel with my father and my uncle and fucking them both all evening.
When I was finished, Miss Hellview merely nodded.
It had all excited her greatly, though, I could tell by her breathing. By the slight glaze in her eyes. And by the way her fingers found my sopping-wet cunt and eagerly entered me.
“Please don't tell him I said anything,” I suddenly got scared. “He's really sweet to me, but I'd hate to disappoint him.”
“I understand,” she said. “It'll be our secret. Now let's get Bosco in here between your legs so he can fuck you…”