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Gina's Shower part 1

Gina loved being fucked by strapon dildos. It was that simple. The
perpetually horny 22 year old with the cheer leader body and D cup breasts
had lost her virginity at age 19 to a neighbor girl named Sally and hadn't
looked back since. The feel of a nice hard plastic cock was all she
fantasized about. She didn't care if her reputation at school suffered, so
long as she had enough plastic dick to satisfy her insatiable need.

When she couldn't talk another girl into fucking her with a strapon, Gina
took care of herself with her fingers or any of her wide assortment of
dildos. She often fantasized about Sally and how could she had it when
Sally still lived a couple houses away. She regretted that Sally's parents
discovered the two of them locked into a doggy style fuck session, which
was her favorite position of all. It wasn't long after that that Sally was
forced to move away.

Gina felt bad about all that but still had the best orgasms knowing that
Sally was straight and she was pinkhorse.gif. Gina got the greatest thrill whenever
she remembered how she threatened to expose Sally as a lesbian after their
first innocent encounter. Goose bumps rippled up Gina's arms as she
recalled how she first tried to seduce Sally. She remembered how shocked
and disgusted Sally was after she leaned in and tried to kiss her.

Gina was so hurt by Sally's rejection that she lashed out at her the only
way she knew how. She told Sally that she would tell everyone that she
(Sally) was pinkhorse.gif, if she didn't make out with her right then and there.

Gina's heart thumped loudly when she remembered how Sally reluctantly when
along with her weak attempt at blackmail. Things escalated quickly from
there until Gina had Sally fucking her nearly everyday or whenever and
wherever she wanted. Gina loved the power and control she had over her
neighbor and really regretted getting caught. Those were the best days of
her life until then.

Gina came home to an empty home late that Friday night. Her brother was
spending the night with friends and her parents were on a weekend get away
for the two of them. She was left in charge of the house and her brother
and their black lab, Skip.

Her job was simple, make sure the dog had food and water and that her
brother was fed and taken care of. She took care of her brother by having
him spend the night at a friends and Skip was easy after that.

Gina walked into her bedroom, stretched and reminisced about Sally's long
plastic cock and how great it felt. She couldn't help herself when she
jammed her hand down her pants and rubbed her sex. She could still feel the
stickiness of her own juices. She smelled her fingers coated with a pungent
odor that aroused her even more. She suckled her fingers and hand as she
stood in her bedroom quietly reflecting.

She knew she should take a shower, but she really didn't want to wash her
pussy or get rid of that glorious aroma of cunt, orgasm and sweat. She just
loved it and she inhaled deeply through her nose capturing as much odor as
she could. "Mmmmm, I LOVE that smell," she sighed to herself as she began
to undress and prepare for her shower.

Since no one was in the house, she decided to scamper naked to the
bathroom. Her large breasts weren't easily contained or restrained and they
bounced wildly as she pranced down the hall.

"Hi Skip," she said gleefully as she leaped into the bathroom past the
sitting dog.

Gina gave herself a nice hot shower, but she kept her hand cupped over her
pussy to deflect as much water as possible and not wash away that
smell. Just the idea of "saving" her cum like this, got Gina heated even
more. She tasted herself and wondered "what on earth will I do with it?"

She finished quickly, got out and was careful not to wipe her pussy for
fear of removing "Sally" from her pubic hair. She wrapped her hair in a
towel and then her body. She opened the bathroom door and steam poured out
above her head as she exited and walked down the hallway.

"Hi Skip," she said as she leaned down to scratch his head as she passed
the seated animal.

Skip's nostrils flared as the girl walked past and his head flicked
slightly as he picked up a unique, arousing scent. Curious as to its
origin, Skip got up and followed the slightly familiar smell.

Gina entered her room and began drying her hair with towel from her
head. She leaned forward a little to allow her hair to fall forward and
then she bent over completely to rub her hair vigorously.

Just then she felt something cold touch her ass and thigh. She bolted
upright, turned around and screamed, "SKIP!"

Skip just stood there, sniffing and licking his lips. His long tongue
flicked under his nose and swiped along one side of his mouth and then the
other.

"Skip, don't do that," Gina exclaimed, "you scared me." She knew the dog
didn't mean to scare her but her heart was pounding so hard, she felt
compelled to scold the dog.

She turned her back on the dog again and resumed drying her hair. As she
bent over again, she arched her back a bit.

Skip watched intently as the girl's swollen vagina gradually pushed between
her thighs. The lightly haired slit still glistened from its internal
juices and tiny white specs clung randomly to her pubic hair. Skip sniffed
repeatedly at the blossoming twin globe as it seemed to grow in size and
length.

Skip couldn't help himself; he had to taste what was causing that
smell. He'd smelled a similar smell before from the local female dog a
couple of houses down. Every time he smelled the neighbor dog he got
aroused. He couldn't explain it, it just happened. And tonight wasn't much
different. The scent was slightly different but the effect it was beginning
to have on him wasn't. He could feel an erection starting and his impulse
to use it was building as well.

He craned his neck and extended his tongue and licked the glossy slit with
a long, coarse upward stroke.

"SKIP!" screamed Gina again, only this time, she didn't bolt
upright. Instead, she only twisted at the waist to look behind her and
scold the dog. "Skip," she repeated in a calmer tone, "I told you NOT to do
that. Now, don't lick me like that again!"

Gina had been given oral sex by girls in the past but none of them had ever
sent a shiver up her spine like Skip just had. The width, length and
coarseness of his tongue was incredible.

Gina knew what she was thinking was wrong. She tried to put the deviant
thought out of her mind as she continued to rub her hair with the
towel. But Skip's long tongue felt so good. Gina blinked repeatedly trying
to clear her mind. What was she thinking? What was she saying? It was
CRAZY.

If it was so crazy, then why hadn't she stood up? Why was she still bending
over tempting fate? Why was her heart beating so fast? Why was she
spreading her feet right NOW?

Skip could tell Gina liked it. He tilted his head and licked her twice
more. When she moaned and stopped drying her hair, he knew he had her. Her
vaginal juices were beginning to flow each time he lapped at her pussy. His
long powerful tongue easily penetrated her soft fleshy folds and up to her
nether land. Her juices flowed so freely he was having trouble keeping
up. He licked her pussy and cleaned her anus as she pushed back against
him.

Listening to the girl moan and groan as he intensified his licking and
lapping, Skip became more and more aroused. Smelling the increasing aroma
as the girl oozed more and more wetness added to Skip's arousal. Before
long, he was sporting a raging hard on. His long thin red cock had pushed
well past the outer hood was bouncing beneath his tummy.

Gina was becoming more and more limp with arousal. She dropped her towel
and leaned her upper body on her bed for support. She couldn't help
herself, Skip's tongue was driving her wild. She arched her back, lifted
her ass and spread her legs to allow Skip better access. He kept licking
and nipping at her sex like a kid with a drippy Popsicle.

Skip had had enough of licking this girl's cunt. He needed to get some
relief and he needed it NOW! Seeing her shiny white ass glistening from
saliva and girl juice, Skip popped up behind her and put his paws on the
bed beside her. His arousal had taken over and there was nothing more he
could do to control himself. He was on autopilot and his sexual relief was
all that mattered.

Instinctively, he began thrusting his hips, hoping to make contact between
his cock and the girl's slippery sex. He kept humping away without success.

Gina couldn't believe what was happening. Her mind was clouded with deviant
thoughts and hesitation but in her aroused state nothing seemed to matter
more than feeling a cock inside her. She wanted it. She needed it. She
didn't care that it would be Skip's cock, she NEEDED a cock to fill her.

She reached back and grabbed Skip's enlarged cock and helped guide him
forward. She moaned loudly when her pushed himself past her swollen lips,
"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh."

Skip just kept humping and pumping. Once he entered the girl's gooey
goodness, he grabbed her hips with his front paws and pulled himself up on
her backside and drove himself in deeper. With each powerful thrust, the
girl moaned and caused him to work just that much harder. He wanted to
drive himself in deep enough to lock himself inside her. He pushed and
pushed and pushed until his ball-like rim was inside her.

Now locked in place, he stroked and stroked and stroked like the animal he
was. His tongue flopped loosely out of his mouth as he drooled on the
girl's back. His abdomen tightened repeatedly as he fucked the girl over
and over.

Gina groaned and moaned like never before. She had been fucked doggystyle
many times before but it never, ever felt like this. She was so full, it
was crazy. And she thought Sally had a "big cock", she mused to
herself. She kept panting with each hard bump from behind. Her pussy was
screaming with ecstasy and she loved it. She grabbed her nipples and
squeezed them. She couldn't help but grunt short grunts, "Ugh, ugh, ugh,
ugh," as Skip pounded her from behind.

She slipped a hand between her legs and started flicking her clit as Skip
humped away. Her body was electrified with arousal like never before. Why
hadn't she ever done this before? This was better than ANY girl she'd had
fuck her before. She could have saved her reputation at school, all from
the comfort of her own home.

Her fingers squished her clit between her slippery folds as Skip continued
to ride her.

Skip was rapidly reaching orgasm. His enthusiasm was increasing as was the
rate of his work. Each powerful thrust brought him closer and closer to
orgasm.

Finally, his cock spewed loads of dog cum over and over into the girl's hot
sex. Cum dripped out of her cunt as Skip continued his rabid pace.

Gina felt Skip cum inside her. She'd never felt such a distinguished "gush"
like that with anyone before, after all, plastic cocks didn't cum. She
didn't have to ask Skip if he'd cum, she knew. She continued to rub her
swollen clit, mixing Skip's cum with her own juices until she came, too.

Skip kept fucking the girl until his cock softened and he fell out. Still
aroused and knowing what his duty was, he licked the girl's quivering sex
until there was no more of his cum on her. He cleaned her inside and out
before he was finished.

Gina flopped on her bed, relieved and satisfied. She had finally found a
real "boyfriend" and smiled greedily at the possibilities. "Wouldn't my
parents be proud?" she mused to herself.


Gina's Shower Part 2

Hot steamy water cascaded down Gina's every voluptuous curve as she closed
her eyes and leaned into the streaming shower. She pushed her hair back and
dreamed of her past weekend. Ever since Gina's initial sexual encounter
with Skip, her appetite for dog sex became insatiable. She spent the next
two days testing Skip's virility and recovery by having sex repeatedly time
after time. Needless to say, she was impressed by the dog's ability to
recuperate and engage in intercourse time and again. But what made Skip
even more invaluable was that during his recovery period he'd lick her
pussy and ass without hesitation or encouragement. By the end of that
weekend, both Gina and Skip were worn out.

Later, Gina could only grin when her mom asked her how things went over the
weekend.

"Did you finally find a boyfriend?" her mom smiled, "you have that special
`glow' about you. Did you find somebody new?"

Gina sighed deeply and nodded her head. She reached down and scratched
Skip's head and slyly acknowledged her mom saying, "Yeah, I did meet
someone new and yes, we're seeing each other regularly." Her stomach
flittered as she spoke to her mom in code. She took a special glee in
teasing her mom like that.

"I'm gonna take Skip for a walk, okay mom?" Gina said.

"Sure, go ahead," replied her mom a little confused that her daughter was
actually "volunteering" to do a chore she'd hated until then. "Maybe she's
finally maturing," she told herself. "Are you going out after?" her mom
asked noticing how spiffy her daughter was dressed with her short mini
skirt and tight crop top.

"No, not really," grinned Gina as she looked in Skip's eyes and clipped on
the leash.

Now that she and Skip were a "thing", she was actually glad she lived on a
dead end street. Until she and Skip became a couple she hated the fact that
she lived on the end of a dead end street and that her house sat next to a
huge cow field and was butted up against a giant field beyond her back
yard. No, now she didn't care because all she had to do to get some privacy
was walk about an acre to any one of several small clumps of trees and she
and Skip would have all the privacy they'd need.

Granted those same bushy clumps of trees were favorite spots for
neighborhood kids to play in as well, but she knew there was room enough
for them all if she was patient and willing to go elsewhere.

Stepping carefully through the tall grass, she and Skip made their way to
the closest clump of trees directly behind her house but several dozen
yards away. Skip seemed to be getting more and more energetic the closer to
the trees they got. He bounded higher and jumped around eagerly as they
approached. Gina thought he could actually tell what she was up too.

As she got to within a few yards of the bush-lined clump of trees, she
scanned the immediate vicinity for any kids. The area had several paths
leading into the center and she took the one closest to her and headed
inside. She could feel her heart begin to beat faster and her ears began to
ring the closer to the center she got. Her body started to tingle and she
developed a little tunnel-vision when she finally stopped.

It was a little hard for her to breathe as she spun around slowly,
searching for any sign of anyone else in the area. She could hardly believe
she was actually going to enact her plan. All appeared quiet and her
arousal increased with the "all clear" feeling. She squatted down in front
of Skip and whispered, "It looks like we're all alone, Skip."

Gina stood and peeled off her crop top allowing her large firm breasts to
flop loosely and freely on her chest. The feeling of being outside and
topless took her breath away. She tossed her top on the ground and then
wriggled out of her mini skirt. She didn't bother to wear panties; it was
just another thing she would have had to take off. She tossed her skirt on
top of her crop top and then grabbed her pussy and tit. She closed her eyes
and started to sway seductively, trying to seduce Skip. She massaged her
pussy and gently pulled at one nipple as she slowly rolled her hips in a
tight circle. She ran her hands up and down her body, gently swaying to
music in her mind.

Skip sat there, watching the young girl's every move. His tongue hung
loosely from his mouth until he'd slurp it back in momentarily. Before long
he could smell that familiar smell. Instinctively, his cock began to
harden.

Gina just kept swaying to the music in her mind and seductively feeling
herself as Skip watched. There was something very erotic about dancing for
her dog that she'd never felt before. It was something strange, lewd, sick
and wrong, but VERY exciting and her pussy responded in kind. Her fingers
pressed in and out of her oozing cunt and slipped up and down across her
swelling clit.

Unbeknownst to Gina, some younger neighborhood girls were approaching her
clump of trees. One of them had left her backpack near where Gina was. The
three girls had played together all day and were all kind of tired, so they
just walked silently in a single file on the narrow path.

With her eyes closed and her mind flooded by arousal at being naked outside
and preparing herself to have sex with her dog, Gina didn't hear the
approaching girls.

Skip heard them, but he was too preoccupied with watching Gina's seduction
to worry about them. Besides, what did he care?

Gina finally felt she was wet enough for Skip and she turned around and got
down on all fours. She patted her behind twice and commanded the newest
trick she'd taught Skip over the weekend, "Skip, Mount."

Obediently, Skip leapt on Gina's back and started humping, his cock groping
aimlessly for her pussy.

Gina reached behind her and grabbed the dog's swollen dick and guided it to
her pussy. She moaned loudly, "OOOOOHHHHHH!"

The three approaching teenagers heard Gina's moan and stopped in their
tracks. They were scared and didn't know what to do. The brunette girl
quietly knelt and encouraged the other two to do the same while she gave
them the "shhhh" signal with her finger pressed to her lips. The girls all
knelt silently and listened.

"OOOOOHHHHHH," they heard again followed by, "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh^Å"

None of the girls had ever heard anything like that before. Together they
quietly crawled on their hands and knees until they could see where the
sound was coming from. Through the bushes they could see the lily white
skin of a girl on her hands and knees. A dog was behind her and kind of on
top of her and his paws her gripping her hips while his hips thrust forward
again and again. They listened as the girl continued to grunt. They could
tell she wasn't in pain or afraid.

The three girls stood a little to look over the bush rather than through
it. They could see the girl's head roll loosely around in a circle as she
moaned and grunted each time the dog bumped her with his hips. They didn't
understand what was happening but couldn't stop watching either. Hearing
her grunt the way she did was strangely arousing even for them. There was
something highly exciting about that "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh," sound.

>From the angle they were watching they couldn't really see the girls
breasts very well, so they silently crept to their right so they had a
better side shot. They exchanged excited glances and pointed at the girl's
large breasts as they jiggled and bounced beneath her.

One of the girls saw Gina's clothes nearby and motioned to her friends. She
wanted to steal them and make this girl walk home naked but it was too
risky.

Gina was in heaven. Skip was fucking her really well today and she was
enjoying the fullness of his cock, securely held in place by his round knot
buried well inside her vaginal sphincter muscle. She bore down to keep his
cock in place and reached under herself to massage her clit.

"Oh gawd," she exclaimed as the touched her clit, "fuck me Skip, fuck me!
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh^Å"

The three girls looked at each other with wide disbelieving eyes. They all
knew what that word meant. Quickly they re-focused on the girl and her
dog. Now they knew EXACTLY what was happening and they watched intently
thereafter.

Skip came a few minutes later and like he had in the past, he kept humping
her until she came, too.

The three young girls couldn't stop watching even after the dog stopped
fucking the girl and his dick flopped limply beneath him. They kept staring
as the girl laid face down in the dirt but kept her ass high and pointing
skyward.

They couldn't believe their good fortune. They'd have a wild story to tell
their friends now, even though nobody would probably believe them. The
girl's stuck around and watched the dog lick the girls' private parts and
all around her back side while she smiled and moaned her approval.

After the girl and dog left, the three girls scampered back along the path
giggling with delight and excitement, wondering if and when the girl and
her dog would ever return. They had to find out who this sick girl
was. They knew she must have lived in the neighborhood, so it shouldn't be
that hard.

So thrilled were they with their luck, they didn't even remember the reason
they went there in the first place: the back pack. They just giggled and
skipped and plotted their next move as they scampered back to the
brunette's house.


Gina's shower -- Part 3

Gina reveled in her new relationship. She'd never been happier in her young
life. She had it all. She could have sex and GREAT sex at that, anytime she
wanted. She had a boyfriend who never talked back, never gave her lip,
obeyed her every command and performed sexually above anyone she'd ever had
before. Why should she care if her boyfriend was her dog, Skip?

Everyday she and Skip had sex. When she'd get home in the afternoon after
school, Skip was elated to see her. He'd jump up and down and run around
the house like a wild man. Gina loved it. She'd get creamy watching his
excitement, knowing he couldn't wait to have sex with her. Skip's
unconditional love and dedication for her only furthered her commitment to
him.

One day Gina was standing in line at the grocery store and two girls from
her high school stood in line behind her. She tuned in to their
conversation when she heard one of them say, "Did you hear about the girl
and the dog in the woods?"

Gina's heart skipped a beat and she felt a little faint, but she tried not
to react. She turned her head slightly and listened intently. Her ears were
whining with a high pitched squeal as blood coursed through her brain.

"Yeah, a couple girls were telling everyone that they watched some girl
being..." the teenager lowered her voice, "fucked in the woods by a DOG!"
Her voice returned to normal and said, "Can you believe that?"

"No, I don't," replied her friend matter-of-factly as she wrinkled her nose
at the idea, "kids will say anything these days. It sounds like a load of
BS to me."

"Well, I don't know. According to what I've heard, they gave some pretty
detailed descriptions of the girl and the dog and what they were doing and
where. I dunno though, you could be right."

"Excuse me, miss!" piped the checker to Gina, "you're next."

Startled, Gina grabbed her items and quickly rushed them to the checker.
She didn't dare turn around and look at the girls, instead she hurriedly
paid for her items and scurried out.

Relieved she'd made it out without incident, Gina tried to calm herself. It
was obvious some kids had seen her with Skip but who and when? She was
nervous and excited at the same time. She was afraid that someone might
recognize her, but she was also excited knowing that SHE was one they were
talking about and didn't know it.

All the way home she thought about what those girls said. And all the way
home, she got more excited. "If someone saw me once, wouldn't they want to
see me again?" she asked herself.

She kept replaying the last several times she'd taken Skip to the
woods. The first time was behind her house and the next three times were
all down by the pond. She reasoned that the girls must have seen behind her
house, otherwise she probably would have seen them by the pond by now. And
if that was the case, then she wondered if they would be checking in
periodically. The thought of some young girls watching her and Skip have
sex, really excited her. Gina had to speed up and get home before she
soaked the car seat. She was that aroused.

Gina slammed the door behind her after she entered the house. She was
relieved that no one was home, so she wouldn't get yelled at for slamming
the door. Skip bounded around like a lunatic, knowing he'd be fucking the
young girl soon.

"Not now, Skip," Gina scowled angrily, "I need to think." Her mind raced
with thoughts and plans. She wanted this to work, but she needed to be
safe, too. It was one thing to be known as the school slut, but it was
quite another to be caught fucking your dog, no matter how good he
was. Gina took a hot shower and formulated a plan.

She changed into a short skirt and t-shirt with out a bra or panties. Her
heart was beating so hard she could feel her own chest pounding. The
danger, the excitement, the thought of being watched, the feeling of being
naked outside, the idea of being fucked by Skip were all swirling around
Gina's mind. She wanted to do this so badly her stomach ached. She wanted
to go to the same clump of trees and fuck Skip and fantasize that someone
watched.

Gina wanted to do it, but she was scared, really scared. Her body tingled
and she could hardly see through her tunnel vision. She waited anxiously
until about 30 minutes before the first time she went to the woods, hoping
that maybe the girls would come there at the same time. With icy cold
fingers she leashed Skip and headed out. She and Skip clambered through the
tall grass until they reached the path leading to the small clump of
trees. Gina's heart was in her mouth as they entered. She looked all around
and listened intently for several minutes. She stood frozen, like a statue,
and didn't make a sound.

She wanted to fuck Skip, and she wanted to fantasize about girls watching
her, but she really didn't want anyone to actually see her. She knew the
consequences would be severe but her arousal at the idea overwhelmed her
fear.

When she began to feel safe, Gina ran her hands over her t-shirt across her
taut stomach and up her ribs to her breasts. She cupped them and squeezed
them and tugged at her nipples.

Skip, tongue dangling and panting quickly, sat watching intently. He'd seen
this many times before and until he could smell her scent of arousal, he
was content to just watch.

Gina began to move and sway to the music in her mind when suddenly she
heard a twig snap. She froze and held her breath and tried to remain
calm. Wild excuses raced through her mind. In her shaken state, she tried
to rationalize reason after reason to justify why she was standing in the
clump of trees with her dog. In her guilt ridden mind, they already KNEW
why she was there and there was no explaining her way out of it.

Gina's heart felt like it was going to explode. She stood frozen, unable to
move. She knew if it was an adult, she was doomed. She'd never be able to
explain her way out of it. She strained to see who was coming. It was late
in this fall afternoon and the sun was beginning to set.

Gina tried to keep from swaying and remain motionless. Skip just kept
watching her, oblivious to the sound of approaching people.

Finally, Gina saw some movement behind the bushes, the figures crouched
behind them. She kept her eyes focused on where she'd seen the movement
until she finally confirmed that it was three young girls. She hoped it was
the same girls that had seen her the first time, the same girls the girls
in the store were talking about.

Her heart racing and ears ringing, Gina began to dance not only for Skip,
but for her secret admirers, too. She swayed seductively and ran her hands
over her body. She kept her eyes focused on the bushes. Thoughts screamed
through her mind as she tried to relax and enjoy the moment. She could tell
by their movements that they were talking to each other. Gina wondered what
they were saying. She wondered if they were getting excited about what they
were about to see. She heard a couple of muffled snickers from behind the
bushes, which signaled to her that they liked what they saw.

Gina was getting so aroused that she could hardly breathe. Her body
screamed for sex and she didn't really care about anything
anymore. Besides, she rationalized to herself, these were young teenage
girls and she was sure she didn't know them anyway.

Gina grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt with a crossover grip and peeled the
top off and tossed it on the ground beside her. She felt so relieved, so
free, so sensual, she danced and tugged at her nipples. She pretended to
keep her eyes closed as she swayed seductively but she always kept one eye
open to check on the girls.

It didn't take them long to begin to stand up behind the bushes again to
get a better look. They were only a dozen or so feet away from this sick
topless girl and they wanted to see her unobstructed.

Gina continued to dance for Skip and the girls. She pretended not to see
them and she pushed her thumbs into her waistband and shoved her mini skirt
to the ground. She gracefully danced out of it, kicking it onto her
t-shirt. She was feeling especially frisky and dangerous now and opted to
throw caution to the wind. She danced over by her clothes and kicked them
in the direction of the girls. They landed near the bottom of their bush
and Gina was ecstatic. It was like daring them to steal her clothes. Her
pussy began to throb with excitement.

By now, Skip had a raging hard on. Gina's pussy was dripping and giving off
that familiar aromatic scent that told Skip, "It was time." He could hardly
contain his excitement and he began to fidget.

Gina turned so the girls were to her left and she got down on all
fours. She patted her rear twice and commanded, "Skip, Mount."

Skip leapt on top of her and started humping wildly.

Gina stared at the girls behind the bushes and reached back to grab Skip's
long, thick red cock. She guided him in and let out a long sexy moan,
"Ooooooohhhhhhhhh," as she wriggled her hips and nestled his cock deep
inside her until he was locked in place.

Skip pawed at her hips and pumped rhythmically.

Gina stared at the bush where the girls watched from and grunted in unison
with Skip's thrusts. She absolutely loved his fucks and wanted to share her
pleasure with these young voyeurs.

The girls stood motionless, not believing their eyes. It seemed like the
girl could see them but she made no attempt to run away or anything.

The same girl who wanted to steal Gina's clothes the first time, wanted to
do it again, especially now that they were practically within arms
reach. She started to crawl forward when her two friends whispered, "NO!",
so she stopped.

Gina was so aroused at being watched, she could hardly believe it. She
didn't even need to touch her clit, she knew she was going to cum. She
tossed caution to the wind and began to get loud. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh..."
she grunted softly at first.

She reached up and pulled on a nipple while tossing her head back, "OH
GAWD," she moaned loudly, "OH GAWD, FUCK ME SKIP, FUCK ME!" she cried out
loud so the girls could hear.

To Gina it seemed that Skip must have sensed something different, too. His
thrusts seemed harder and deeper than ever before and so Gina's grunts grew
in intensity and volume too, "UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH".

Now the girls knew the dog's name, one more piece of information to find
out who the mystery girl was. The teenagers watched in amazement as the big
black dog named Skip humped her from behind so hard and fast that the
girls' big tits jiggled and flopped wildly beneath her. They swung in every
direction like huge water balloons filled to their max.

Gina knew she was going to cum before Skip did. She couldn't help
herself. Knowing these girls were so close and watching her fuck Skip was
more than she could bear. Her tummy tightened and with a guttural groan,
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" she came like never before. Her pussy contracted
with hard spasms as she came and came and came.

Skip felt the pressure on his cock and soon followed suit and filled Gina
with cum of his own. The mixture of their two orgasms spilled out onto the
dirt between Gina's knees where the young voyeurs could see it.

At first, they thought she peed and giggled at the sight, but then the
reality set in. They exchanged knowing glances and then wrinkled their
noses with disgust at what they'd just witnessed. This girl was sick and
they HAD to find out who she was.

Skip kept up his rhythmic pumping until he eventually went soft and fell
out.

Gina was so spent she just flopped her head on the ground but made sure she
kept her ass high in the air so Skip could clean her.

Skip did his daily duty and licked her pussy and ass until their cum
mixture and secretions were gone.

Gina loved the way Skip's powerful tongue could actually dig deep inside
her fleshy folds and almost enter her tight anus, too.

As she gathered her senses, Gina gradually stood. She walked right up to
the bush where the girls were scrunched down on the other side. She picked
up her clothes and said to Skip so the girls could hear, "Let's do this
again tomorrow at 3:30, okay Skip?"

Gina's shower -- Part 4

Gina stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. Her mind was a
million miles away as she dabbed her moist milky colored skin. She couldn't
stop thinking about taking Skip to the woods after school and being watched
by those girls again.

She dreamt about it all night and by now she had thoroughly convinced
herself that the girls liked watching her and they'd be back today for
sure. Her body tingled with excitement as she shook her head to snap
herself back to reality. She could hardly wait until school was over.

Gina dressed quickly and drove to school.

All day long she drifted in and out of fantasy after fantasy. She didn't
get one useful thing out of school this day and she thanked her lucky stars
it was her senior year because she'd have fallen behind big time if it
wasn't.

As the end of the school day approached, time seemed to slow down to a
crawl. Each tick of the big clock in her physics lab seemed to take ten
seconds, not one. Gina found herself staring at the clock as it finally,
FINALLY hit 2:30 and rang the bell.

Gina grabbed her books, ran to her locker, gathered her things and
breathlessly sprinted to her car. It wasn't the run that made her
breathless; it was the closeness to fulfilling a fantasy she'd dwelled on
all day long.

Meanwhile, the three high school freshman had lost sleep the night before,
too and were now furiously texting each other through their cell
phones. The three girls had begun a plan the night before and were now
finalizing all the details. Blondie's mom was picking them up after school
and driving them home this day and when she was five minutes late picking
them up, blondie gave her an earful all the way home, so much so that she
was almost grounded. If it hadn't been for the brunette pinching her arm to
make her stop, their plans would have been ruined.

As Gina pulled her car into the garage, she turned off the engine, held her
breath and closed her eyes. "Calm down Gina," she told herself aloud. Her
heart was pounding like never before. This was just about the most exciting
thing that had ever happened to her in her LIFE and she couldn't wait to
get started.

She opened the door to her house and walked in and as usual, Skip was there
to eagerly greet her and sniff her private parts. "Calm down, Skip!" Gina
ordered when Skip's nose flicked the front of her skirt up a bit. "Soon
enough my friend, soon enough," she reassured the anxious canine.

Gina checked the clock "2:50. Perfect," she said to herself. Her mother and
brother wouldn't be home for hours because her mom always stayed at her
brother's soccer practice, which is where he'd be until almost 6.

Not wanting to waste time, Gina changed into her usual "dog fuck" clothes,
at least that's what she'd begun to call her short mini skirt and tight
t-shirt, without panties or a bra, of course.

She laced up her tennis shoes under the watchful eye of Skip, who actually
seemed to be getting used to the daily routine almost as much as Gina had,
maybe more. His long tongue hung loosely out of the side of his mouth until
he slurped it in when he started to drool. He couldn't keep himself from
salivating each time Gina's knees spread apart a little as she tied her
shoes. Seeing that dark patch between her legs was the place he'd eagerly
waited to explore all day. He knew by her clothes what was on the agenda
and he couldn't wait.

When Gina snapped on the leash, Skip almost tore the leash from her hand as
he bolted out the door and headed to the field behind the house.

"SKIP!" yelled a startled Gina, "SLOW DOWN!"

Skip was pulling her along so quickly it was hard for her to keep her
balance. She remembered why she used to hate taking him for walks. She
hated it when he did this.

"I know," Gina began, almost apologetically, "I'm excited too. But you've
got to slow down, okay?"

Skip began to walk, but it was a stern pace with a purpose.

Gina's heart began to race as they approached the familiar clump of
trees. She'd been waiting for this moment all day long and now that it was
finally here, she was almost beside herself with arousal. Her thighs were
already getting slippery as her pussy was in overdrive emitting secretions
like never before. She flipped open her cell phone to check the time.

"Dang, it's only 3:10."

She didn't know if she could hold out that long. Her stomach was tied in
knots and her hands were like ice cubes. She was finding it difficult to
see and breath. The anticipation was killing her as she strained to listen
for the girls if they approached.

The three teenagers were practically beside themselves with
excitement. They double checked themselves to make sure they had
everything: cell phones, blondie's dad's mini digital camcorder, dark
clothing and tennis shoes for quiet. They were set. They sprinted along the
path through the field until they came within viewing distance of the clump
of trees. They slowed down, gathered their breath and crept in closer.

Gina patiently waited, silently listening for the first limb to crack
signaling they're arrival. She rubbed her thighs together and crushed her
swollen labia in the process. Her super sensitive clitoris sent electric
shocks in her anus and up her spine each time she wriggled and squirmed. It
only added to her already unbearable excitement.

Suddenly Gina heard a `crack' from the direction where the girls came from
the day before. She froze and strained to listen.

Her heart skipped a beat when she heard it again. She knew the girls were
returning. She focused her vision in the direction of the sound. She could
hardly believe her fantasy was materializing just the way she'd thought
about it all day long.

Gina could hardly breathe. She kept choking short gasps of air when she
finally spotted the same three shadowy figures. The time had finally
arrived and she was more than ready to give these little voyeurs the show
she was sure they wanted to see.

Skip fidgeted as he sat and watched the girl start to sway seductively and
touch herself. He loved the way her hands roamed her body and teasingly
lifted parts of her clothes.

Gina pretended to close her eyes and dance for Skip, but she always kept
one eye open to watch the girls behind the bush. Her mind raced with a
million and one thoughts and feelings as she lifted her t-shirt and peeled
it off. She loved the feeling of her big breasts as they flopped loosely
from the confines of the tight T.

She ran her hands up and down her electrified body as she continued to sway
and dance for Skip and the young voyeurs. Gina was becoming lost in the
moment, so much so that she actually closed her eyes several times without
really thinking about it.

Skip was becoming too antsy. He could hardly sit still. His cock was a
blazing red throbbing meat tool that was almost becoming painful for
him. His nostrils flared as he inhaled the girls' steamy wetness and
tantalizing aroma. He knew she was ready and so was he. He wanted to get
started something fierce.

Straight legged, Gina pushed her miniskirt to her ankles and deliberately
forced her pussy and ass in Skip's face.

He lunged at her glistening slit and lapped at it, which caused the girl to
squeal in delight.

Gina gave a quick glance at the bush where the girls were hiding as she got
down on all fours. She kept staring as she spread her knees and patted her
ass twice and commanded, "Skip, Mount."

The dog jumped on her back and furiously pumped his hips. He was ready to
cum already.

Gina reached back and grabbed his swollen member and guided it into her
awaiting pussy. She was so lubricated she could hardly feel him enter. She
pushed back against the thrusting animal until the two were knotted
together. She loved the feeling of Skip's thick knob just inside her
vaginal wall. She loved bearing down and tightening her vaginal sphincter
muscle and holding him inside her.

Skip pumped and humped like there was no tomorrow. His tongue was no where
to be seen as he concentrated on filling this girl completely.

Gina wanted to enhance the "show" even more, so she began to pant and
grunt. Feeling Skip deep inside her was a great sensation, but feeling his
hips pound against her ass and send strong ripples all the way to her tits
was tremendous. He was really getting after it today, she told herself.

So enthralled with Skip's performance was Gina, she never noticed the small
dark object quietly lifted above the bush by one of the girls. She wanted
to grab one of her big breasts and milk it, but Skip's thrusts were just
too hard and fast so she needed both hands on the ground for balance.

Everything that was happening was rapidly beginning to take it's toll on
Gina. Her stomach tightened with each powerful thrust from Skip and she
grunted a loud, "Ugh." Hearing her own grunts supplemented her
excitement. She wanted to cum and she wanted to cum badly.

Skip tightened his paws around the girls' waist and he pulled himself in
deeper and harder. He was close to climax and he knew it was going to be a
good one. With the recent daily fuck regimen, his loin was producing loads
of cum and by the time the girl got home, he was ready to explode. And
there was something particularly exciting about today that made him hold on
as long as he could before he'd fill this girl with his load.

Gina's head began to roll loosely on her shoulders. Her eyes rolled around
in her head, too. She kept grunting, "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh," with each of
Skip's powerful thrusts. She could feel her large tits bouncing and
swinging beneath her. She was cumming and nothing was going to stop her.

Suddenly her vagina began to spasm and she groaned loudly, "OOOOHHHHH," as
she came. Her pussy twitched and tightened on Skip's engorged cock. Her
sphincter squeezed on his knob and held him firmly in place as she squeezed
more and more secretions from deep within her loin.

Skip sensed the girls' orgasm and let himself go.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHHH," Gina moaned again when she felt her vagina fill with
Skip's load. The fullness she felt told her it was a big one and she
tightened her pussy to hold it in as long as she could.

As the two lovers slowly began to relax, Gina's pussy released Skip's knob
and he squirted from inside the girl with a slimy surge. A mixture of his
cum and hers spilled onto the dirt beneath the girl's knees, as she moaned
with ecstasy.

Once again, Gina folded her arms in front of her and placed her head on her
arms and pushed her pussy skyward so Skip could clean her.

Skip lapped at the girls' swollen, glistening cunt until all evidence of
his cum was gone.

Gina finally stood and gathered her senses. As she dressed, her body still
tingled from one of the best fog fucks yet. She glanced over at the bushes
where the girls had been hiding. She could hear them whispering and
giggling.

>From behind the bush she saw a paper covered rock come flying towards her
and land at her feet, followed by the sound of the three girls scampering
off down the trail. Confused and dismayed, Gina reached down and picked up
note that was rubber banded to the rock.

The note read, "Congratulations! You're a movie star. Call me at
261-555-4500."


Gina's shower -- Part 5

The three freshmen girls ran like cats down the trail toward blondie's
house. Filled with energy at what they'd just done they easily vaulted the
tall wooden fence that surrounded the horse pasture adjacent to the barn in
blondie's back yard. Breathlessly the three girls sprinted past each other
in a wild race to get to the barn first.

The brunette crashed through the large wooden sliding barn door first and
dove on a stack of hay neatly arranged in the corner of the barn. "Hurry
up!" she yelled to her two cohorts.

Both girls squeezed past the large door at the same time, reminiscent of a
three stooges movie. They giggled and laughed as they stumbled inside and
flopped on the hay stack next to the brunette.

"Turn it on!" giggled the brunette, "turn it on!"

Blondie fiddled with the camcorder. She opened the viewfinder and the girls
leaned in to watch their masterpiece.

"Come on, turn it on!" urged the other brunette.

"It^Åit is on," stammered the confused blond.

"What?!" exclaimed the other brunette.

"Oh my God!!" gasped the blonde, "I left the lens cover on!"

"You stupid idiot!!" shouted the brunette as she stood disgustedly and
crossed her arms, "DAMMIT, Rhonda!"

"I'm sorry Becky, I didn't mean to," she apologized.

"Now what are we gonna do if that girl calls? Tell her `oh, sorry we
actually DON'T have you on film fucking your dog, but could you do it again
for us so we can?'" Becky surmised sarcastically.

"Calm down, Becky," urged her twin sister Rachel, "we'll figure something
out."

Becky grew increasingly angrier the more she thought about how stupid
Rhonda had been. All their plans were ruined because of one stupid
mistake. She hated mistakes. She hated incompetence.

Rachel could tell her twin sister was about to explode. She'd seen that
look in her eye many times before and she knew when her sister grit her
teeth the way she was now, it was only a matter of time before she blew.

Rhonda knew Becky was angry, too. She hung her head in shame and stared at
the dirty wooden floor. She could feel the tension building and she was
nervous.

Ever since they were little, Becky had been the natural leader of the
trio. Rhonda, being the outsider, was always treated like crap if things
didn't go the way Becky had planned. Even though Rhonda wasn't their
sister, they'd always treated her like she was. The three girls had been
inseparable since they were kids. They did everything together and knew
everything about each other.

The tight trio had played around with each other a few times, but none of
them had ever had a real boyfriend before. High school was supposed to
generate all kinds of possibilities, but nothing had materialized for
either of them to this point. Secretly, they all worried that their tight
bond would disintegrate if they got a boyfriend, so neither of them were
looking very hard. Rachel and Rhonda both knew that Becky would have had
the most difficulty finding a boyfriend because of her short temper and
tomboyish behavior. That was another reason they hesitated on looking,
too. Neither one of them wanted to give the appearance of upstaging her and
feeling her wrath later.

Rachel and Rhonda held their breath and remained motionless, hoping that
Becky would calm down. But when Rhonda felt a hard slap on the back of her
head, she actually felt relief that Becky had vented.

"You're so stupid," Becky growled as she kicked the ground and shook her
head.

Rachel struggled to come up with an idea before Becky got angry
again. Suddenly she said, "Hey, why don't we do this? That girl doesn't
KNOW we don't have a movie, right? I mean she still thinks we have one,
right?"

Becky scowled in thought, "Yeah, I guess. What's your point?"

"Well," began Rachel, "if she calls, we'll just tell her we have her on
camera fucking her dog and if she doesn't do what we tell her, we'll make
copies and pass them around school."

"Hmmmm," Becky paused, "I like it."

Rhonda and Rachel silently sighed as Becky's expression changed.

"I think that will work," agreed Becky, now motivated to entrap the sick
dog fucker. "When she calls^Åand she WILL call^Åwe'll tell her exactly
that. Then we'll have her meet us and we'll have her fuck her dog again,
only this time, we'll actually FILM her. Won't we Rhonda!?"

Rhonda nodded her head sheepishly, knowing she had fucked up once and Becky
wouldn't tolerate a repeat.

Becky's mind began to race with possibilities. The more she thought about
forcing the older teen to fuck her dog while they filmed her, the more
excited she became. It was an awesome idea; she wished she'd have thought
of it first.

A sly grin graced Becky's face and a deviant twinkle sparkled in her
eye. Rachel and Rhonda could tell she had an idea and they wanted in on it.

"What are you thinking?" urged Rachel.

"I'm thinking that I want to make that girl do some nasty things with that
dog. I want to see her suck its dick or maybe get fucked in her ass." Becky
shuddered with delight.

Rachel looked at Rhonda and the two bit their lips with excited
anticipation. They wondered if they could actually pull it off.

*********

Gina stood silently in the shower stall as hot steamy water cascaded down
her every curve. Her mind was blank. She didn't know what to think or what
to feel or what to do. She had this tremendous empty feeling in the pit of
her stomach that was unlike anything she'd ever felt before.

Gina kicked herself over and over again for allowing herself to be
filmed. Her life was over. She knew that. Word would get around and she
would be fucked, figuratively, not literally. What would people think of
her? What would her family think? She turned up on the heat on the hot
water; her body was still chilled with fear and anxiety.

The steamy shower fogged the whole bathroom. She just didn't know what to
do. "Should I call the number?" she asked her self, "what would I say? What
would THEY say?" Questions piled upon fear, guilt and remorse and Gina felt
like passing out.

She had been so sure the girls had enjoyed watching her, too. How could she
have made such a huge error in judgment? Then again, if they actually DID
film her and they wanted to hurt and humiliate her, then why didn't they
just take the film and show people? Why did they ask her to call them?

Gina began to think a little more clearly. Maybe they were giving her a
chance to get the movie from them? Maybe they didn't intend to hurt her,
but only wanted to scare her. Maybe they'd keep the film for themselves to
masturbate, too.

Gina's sick mind began to twist the grave situation into something
positive.

"Yes, that's it, they probably just wanted something to masturbate too,"
she reasoned. She forced her mind to recall the exact wording of the note:
"Congratulations! You're a movie star."

It didn't sound all that threatening, she convinced herself, in fact, it
kind of sounds encouraging. Maybe they want more footage?

Gina dipped her head into the stream of hot water. She washed her hair and
got out.

Wrapped in a towel in the privacy of her own bedroom, Gina tried to muster
up the courage to call the number. She kept staring at the rumpled note in
one hand and squeezed tightly on the cell phone in the other.

"Just do it," she told herself as she nervously dialed the phone.

After two rings a young female voice answers, "Hello?"

Gina choked on her words, unable to speak clearly her dry mouth froze.

"Hello?" the voice says again.

"H-hello," responds Gina as she tried to gather her composure.

"Who is this?" asks the voice.

Gina's mind raced. How should she answer the simple question: I'm the girl
you filmed fucking my dog? What if she called the wrong number?

A couple seconds later Gina replied, "Uh, I got this number off a note."

"Oh," said the voice.

On the other end of the line Becky clasped the hand set and mouthed to her
sister and Rhonda `it's her'.

Becky could tell the girl was extremely nervous. She wanted to seize on
that fear immediately. "I'm glad you called. I just wanted to tell you that
we have a whole movie of you fucking your dog you sick bitch. And if you
don't want us to make copies and pass them around school tomorrow, you'll
do EXACTLY as we say. Got it, slut?"

Becky covered the hand set again and giggled.

Gina's heart nearly stopped. Blood sank to her feet and she felt
faint. This was the worse possible scenario. She didn't know what to do,
what to say, what to think. She was numb.

After a long pause Becky asked, "Did you hear me, cunt?"

Gina blinked to clear her mind. "Uh, uh, yes, yes I did," she
stuttered. "W-what do you want me to do?" she finally asked.

"Meet us tomorrow, same time, same place and bring your dog. Make sure you
wear some nice panties and a bra this time, too," instructed Becky.

Gina acknowledged what to do and hung up.

The three girls exchanged high fives and finalized plans for the next
day. They would film the girl sucking her dog's dick. Once they had an
actual film, then they could continue to blackmail the girl to do other
nasty things for them. They giggled and exchanged dirty fantasies until the
air was thick with female arousal. The three young virgins secretly wanted
to masturbate themselves, so they said their goodbye's and went home where
they did just that.

Gina could hardly sleep that night. She tossed and turned all night. She
was terrified about what she'd have to do. Whatever it was, she knew she
had no choice. She could tell by the girls' voice, she meant business.

All day long at school Gina fidgeted nervously. She felt like everyone at
school already knew about her dirty little secret. Her mind was clouded
with guilt and remorse for her insatiable appetite for dog cock.

When she finally arrived at home in the afternoon, Gina was in state of
total confusion. Her normal excitement at arriving home and seeing an
excited Skip wasn't there at all. She mindlessly dressed in her usual `dog
fuck' clothes but this time she wore a thong and bra.

Skip sensed something was different, too. The girl's subdued demeanor was a
little unnerving for the normally excited canine and he slowly led the way
to the trees instead of dragging the girl behind him.

Gina stared at the clump of trees as they reluctantly ambled closer. She
pushed her way past some low hanging branches and entered the middle. She
stopped suddenly when she saw three figures in the spot she'd fucked Skip
the day before.

"Did you wear what I told you, cunt?" asked Becky sternly, trying not to
show her nervousness.

Gina was startled at how young the girls were. She could tell two of them
were twins but they were all beautiful. She wished she could have met them
under different circumstances.

Becky eyed the scared older teen. She could tell the girl was terrified as
she clung tightly the dog's leash like a security blanket. She knew she had
to seize control of the moment to insure things would work according to
plan.

"We've got ten copies of what you did yesterday," Becky lied as she
gestured to Rhonda to produce the phony disks. "We're taking them to school
tomorrow unless you do exactly what I tell you."

Gina felt faint. She didn't like being controlled like this. She was the
one who normally did the controlling and she felt really strange. She just
kept staring at the girl who was doing the talking, wondering what she had
in store for her.

"So here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna make ourselves a sequel to
yesterday's movie. I'm the director and you and your dog are the
actors. Got it?" Becky insisted.

Gina could only nod.

"Good. Then let's get started."

Like an experienced road crew the three girls took their positions. Becky
manned the camcorder, without the lens cap, Rhonda and Rachel stood along
side.

"When I say `Action', you start to dance like you did yesterday. When I
signal you, you start to strip. After all your clothes are off, I want you
to touch that nasty pussy of yours and get it good and wet. Then when I
point at the ground, I want you to get on all fours and you're gonna suck
your dog's dick. Got it?" instructed Becky.

Gina couldn't believe what she'd just heard. Her stomach was tied in
knots. She'd never done that before, nor had she ever wanted too. The
thought of sucking her dog's dick disgusted her. Her mind swirled with
questions that had no answers. She wondered how she'd gotten herself in
this situation. Could she actually suck Skip's dick? Should she? What would
it taste like? Should she run away? What if she refused?

"Action!"

Scared and afraid, Gina automatically started to dance and sway. She tried
to buy some time to try and sort things out in her mind. She closed her
eyes and let her hands roam her body. She peeked through tiny slits and saw
the girl signal her to strip. Gina's heart raced and a sick feeling filled
her stomach. This wasn't right and it wasn't fun. But despite her
reluctance, she peeled her top off anyway.

She didn't want to suck Skip's cock, but what choice did she have? Gina
continued to strip as she asked more questions and groped for answers. What
would happen if she refused? Horrible consequences flooded her brain and
she knew she'd have to do it. She was sure she wasn't going to enjoy this,
but she knew Skip would. Her thoughts turned to Skip and all that he'd done
to satisfy her. He'd been such a wonderful partner lately. He never
complained, never said `no', never denied her and he always performed.

Gina grabbed and massaged her big bra covered tits, which sent a familiar
shiver up her spine. The feeling was a good one and she relaxed a little.

"Skip deserves this," Gina told herself. She was doing her best to do
whatever it took to make this happen. Convincing herself that Skip deserved
a blow job was the best thing she'd come up with.

Her cold fingers pushed her mini skirt to the ground and she kicked it in
the direction of the girls. That act did something to her. It felt good, it
felt dirty, it felt liberating.

The three girls noticed a change in the older teen. She started to get into
what she was doing and it showed. They watched intently as the girl became
more and more seductive. None of them had to say anything; they could all
feel their excitement grow. Their plan was actually materializing itself.

Gina reached behind her back and undid her bra. Her large breasts burst out
of their confine as she dropped her bra to the ground. She reached up and
cupped her tits and squeezed them. She milked her breasts for the camera
and licked her lips seductively. She was actually starting to get into
it. Besides, what choice did she have?

Skip sensed a change in the girl's mood and he began to take a greater
interest in her. He watched as she slipped off her thong and step out of
it. She was finally naked and he sniffed the air for that `scent'.

Rhonda panned over to Skip and zoomed in on his burgeoning dick.

Gina felt her excitement grow. It was weird, but she was actually beginning
to look forward to sucking on Skip's dick. Even though she'd never done it
before or had even thought about it before, she wanted to do it for Skip.

Becky motioned to Gina to get on the ground.

The camera zoomed in on Gina's face as she knelt and got on all fours.

Gina's heart was thumping and her stomach tightened as her knees dug into
the dirt. She was entering unfamiliar territory and even though she'd never
done this before, she was actually looking forward to it.

Gina couldn't figure out how get in the proper position. Should she lie on
her side? Should she make Skip lay down?

She finally decided that she'd lie on her back and let Skip straddle her.

Skip watched as the girl turned on her back and leaned on her elbows. Her
large tits flattened out and made her chest look wider than it actually
was. Her milky white skin glowed with a slightly pink hew. When the girl
rounded her lips into an `O' shape, he instinctively knew what to do.

Gina let Skip step over her and straddle her waist with his hind legs.

As the camera widened to show both her and Skip, Gina reached up and
grabbed Skip's fiery red cock. She pushed back his sheath and leaned
forward. She could smell Skip's excitement, which was a kind of musky
smell. Knowing what she was about to do filled Gina with mixed feelings of
disgust, humiliation and arousal.

Gina hesitated as she held Skip's knob. She was close to placing her mouth
on her dog's cock, but she wanted to ask the girl to please not make her do
this. "Please," begged Gina as tears filled her eyes, "please don't make me
do this." Her stomach felt nauseous and her mind clouded with disgusting
thoughts of how Skip would taste.

"Do it! NOW!" commanded Becky.

Gina dropped her head slightly and succumbed to the idea of what she HAD to
do. She stared at Skip's flaming red cock as he stood over her. She'd never
really seen it this close before. It was thick and streaked with thin
veins. The way the tiny cock head came to a sharp point was something she'd
never really noticed before either. It looked soft and tender.

"Action!" shouted Becky as she zoomed in on Gina's face and Skip's cock.

Gina closed her eyes, leaned forward and placed her lips on Skip's rock
hard cock.

When Skip felt a ring of flesh surround his cock he instinctively began to
thrust.

Gina tried to control the thrusting animal but it was no use. He kept
thrusting his hips harder and faster. Gina couldn't stop the canine's cock
as it repeatedly pushed deeper and deeper into her mouth. Within seconds
she had to release Skip's cock and lean back on both elbows for
balance. Skip had pushed himself completely into her mouth. She wanted to
withdraw, but she couldn't. Her nostrils flared as her airway was choked
with dog dick. The tangy taste of his cock wasn't as bad as she'd imagined,
but it wasn't that pleasant either.

Skip couldn't help himself. His hips automatically began to thrust when he
felt the girls' lips around his cock. To him there was no difference
between her warm slippery oral cavity and the one between her legs. They
were more similar than different. Both were warm, both were moist and both
had a tight ring to pass through. This one had a coarser feel on the
underside of his dick and it wasn't as deep as the other one, but it felt
good just the same.

Gina couldn't believe it. Skip was fucking her face. His hairy stomach
thumped against her face and crushed her nose. The sensation of Skip's
thick fleshy cock sliding in and out of her mouth was really different. She
used her tongue to press the dog's thick shaft against the roof of her
mouth to help guide the dog's cock past her teeth.

Becky kept the camera focused on Gina's face as she grimaced. Watching the
girl's face being fucked by the dog was even better than she had
anticipated. Her own wetness began to seep down her legs. She wriggled her
hips and squeezed her knees together to try and subdue the arousal.

Skip was reaching orgasm. He actually liked this time better than some of
the other ones. This hole was much tighter and had something special to
it. He kept thrusting his hips and pushing himself in and out with violent
consistency.

Gina struggled to keep Skip's dick in her mouth. She was salivating and
drooling all over the place. It was hard to breathe through her nose, but
she did the best she could to maintain a tight seal around Skip's member.

She could tell by the increase in rhythm that Skip was getting close to
orgasm. She pressed her lips tightly together as he pumped her face with
increased efficiency.

The camera zoomed in as the dog's back arched higher and higher, tilting
his hips and angling his cock in straighter. The dog pulled himself firmly
against the helpless girls' shoulders, forcing him in deeper and
deeper. Finally, Skip whimpered and came.

Gina's mouth filled with Skip's hot cum. It shot to the back of her throat
and almost choked her with its volume. The tangy pungent tasting slime
streamed in short gushes with each pulsating throb of Skip's dick.

Through the viewfinder, the girls watched dog cum dribble from the girls'
mouth and down her chin. They all mewed a collective, "E-e-e-e-w-w-w-w," at
the sight.

Gina struggled with what to do. Her mouth was filled with Skip's cum and it
was rapidly mixing with her saliva.

Skip kept riding her face as he squeezed every last drop of cum from his
loin. The girl was helpless to stop him and he knew it. Skip was determined
to take advantage of this new position as he continued to thrust his cock
into her face.

Gina wanted Skip to stop, but he wasn't. He kept thrusting his cock in and
out of her mouth even though he'd already cum. She wanted to spit out his
cum, but she couldn't. Skip wouldn't let her. She could hardly breathe as
the saliva diluted cum mixture completed the seal around her mouth. Her
tongue swirled the gooey mixture in her bloated cheeks as she snorted air
through her nose. She knew what she had to do, so she did it, she swallowed
Skip's cum.

The girls watched the older teen's throat convulse and they knew she'd just
swallowed the dog's thick load. They all felt disgust and excitement at the
same time.

When Skip finally dismounted his master's face, the girls saw the dog's
dick flop loosely down her chin and dribble a dangling string of cum onto
her breasts.

Becky wanted to add to the girl's humiliation, so she said, "Show us you
swallowed, cunt. Open your mouth," as the camera lens zoomed in for a
close-up.

Gina, naked, humiliated and degraded rolled onto her hands and knees. With
cum still dribbling down her chin, she opened her mouth and showed the
camera she had swallowed.

Satisfied that they had accomplished what they came to do, Becky huddled
with her two buds and they spoke too softly for Gina to hear. Secretly
Becky reviewed the film to insure they actually HAD one this time.

When they were finished, Rachel picked up Gina's skirt and top. She rolled
them up and tucked them under her arm.

Becky looked at the pathetic naked older teen, still sitting on her hands
and knees awaiting further instructions. "You can go now, cunt," she began,
"we'll be in contact with you. Make sure you keep your cell phone charged
and be ready to do what we say."

Gina saw the girl take her clothes and she pleaded, "But what about my
clothes? Are you going to give them back to me?"

"No," replied Becky matter-of-factly, "you can wear your tiny panties and
bra home."

Not wanting to leave a humiliating stone unturned, Becky decided to drive
the final nail in the older teen's coffin and said, "Oh, and by the way, we
really didn't have a film the first time. Numb nuts left the lens cap
on. So thanks for the great performance today. Now we really DO have a film
and we WILL distribute it if you don't do EXACTLY as we say."

Gina suddenly felt nauseous and vomited Skip's cum.



Gina's shower -- Part 6

Gina reached in and turned on the shower. While the water heated she stared
at herself in the bathroom mirror. She gave herself a sly smile and
winked. It had been weeks since she made that first devastating phone call
to Becky, but ever since then she'd been living a dream. Not only was she
still fucking and sucking Skip on a regular basis, but more times than not,
the three young freshmen were there to watch.

"They're so stupid," she said to herself as she stepped into the
shower. "They don't even realize that I LOVE fucking Skip in front of
them."

Once she got passed the veiled threat of them telling others or showing off
her films, she really got into it. Like Pavlov's dogs who drooled when they
heard a bell, Gina's pussy reacted in much the same way when she'd see
Becky's number on her cell phone. She'd get creamy instantly knowing she
was being called to perform.

As the hot steamy water enveloped her large breasted cheerleader body, Gina
slid a hand between her legs and cupped her swollen pussy. She slipped a
finger between her fleshy folds and moaned softly, "ooooohhhhhh." She began
to think of how much she enjoyed having sex with Skip. She remembered the
first time she was forced to suck Skip's dick and how she felt about it
afterwards.

She began to finger herself and lightly touch her clitoris as she thought
about how she'd duped the girls. She reveled in the fact that they actually
believed that she hated what they were making her do. Little did they know
that ever since that day they made her suck Skip, she'd done it several
times since, all on her own.

She moaned softly as she circled her clit with her index finger and milked
a nipple at the same time. Thinking about how she'd secretly lock herself
in her room and have oral sex with Skip got her hotter than the shower
water. She closed her eyes and continued to touch herself.

With her free hand she braced herself on the shower wall and leaned forward
slightly. She closed her eyes, spread her knees and began to slowly squat
and thrust her hips. In her mind she was recreating one of her many times
with Skip.

She was amazed at how quickly Skip seemed to learn when she wanted
sex. Lately, all she had to do was click the lock on her bedroom door and
Skip would begin to get a hard on. Her heart began to beat a little faster
as her arousal built. Her body tingled from the needle-like shower water
but even more so from thinking about Skip.

Ever since Gina was forced to suck on Skip's flaming red rod, she had done
it for him many times since. She felt she owed Skip for being such a good
and faithful companion. Since the first time he forced himself on her, Gina
had felt indebted to the canine. He'd given her so many orgasms; it was
hard to count them all. So even if letting the dog fuck her face was a
little distasteful, she felt obliged to let him do it. He deserved it.

Gina moaned and moved her hips like she were fucking on top. She wanted
Skip and she wanted him now. She turned off the shower, dried quickly,
wrapped herself in a towel and went to her room. She called for Skip who
was watching TV with her mom.

Skip scampered down the hall and into the girls' room. Eagerly he sat next
to her bed and waited.

Gina sighed and moaned when she saw Skip sit by her bed and wait
patiently. When she turned to lock her door, she dropped her towel so Skip
could see her naked backside. The lock's clicking sound was Skip's signal
to "get ready".

As she sashayed seductively toward Skip, she could see his dick start to
protrude. The tiny red tip pushed out the closer she got.

The only time she ever locked her door was when Skip was going to get what
he deserved and he knew it. He loved this even more than going to the
woods. There was something about this act that felt better or seemed a
little more taboo than what he'd first done. In either case, he loved doing
this to the girl. He felt empowered with control over her.

He could tell the girl didn't really like to do it and maybe that's what he
liked about it. Maybe it was the fact that the girl didn't really want to
do it that made him like it so much. Maybe it was her reluctance that made
it so special. Maybe it was her resistance; maybe it was her unwillingness
that made him like it so.

There was just something very special about ejaculating in her mouth that
really got Skip off. He just loved it. He loved the feeling of standing
over her and pumping his cock in and out of her mouth until he'd blow his
load. He loved the sensation of being in control over a human. He loved the
idea of having his way with her and forcing her to suck his cock. Heck, it
wasn't that she was even sucking his cock; it was that he was fucking her
mouth that really got him excited. He knew this must have been degrading to
the girl. What kind of girl would even let a human boy do that? What kind
of a dirty self deprecating girl was she?

Not that Skip really cared but he did wonder about it. He just felt like
the luckiest dog in the world sometimes. The last few weeks had been more
fulfilling for him than any other dog he knew. As far as he could tell, he
was the only one who was fucking his master at all, much less with the
nearly daily regularity that he was.

And with the recent change in events, his life had taken an unexpected turn
for the surreal. He wasn't only fucking this girl in a natural manner, but
now he was actually exerting his will over her and defiling her. It was
just the best thing ever.

As he sat by the side of the bed thinking, his dick hardened and started to
throb. He knew what was about to happen and the anticipation was killing
him. He couldn't help but fidget and squirm the closer she got.

Skip was determined to make the girl position herself the way he'd trained
her. It was up to him to maintain self control and stay seated. He knew he
had to wait patiently until the girl sat on the floor next to him. He knew
he'd have to wait until she leaned back against the bed and tilt her head
back so that it rested on the top edge, which coincidentally forced her
mouth open. When she'd straighten her legs and put her arms down at her
sides then, and only then, would he mount her face and give her what she
deserved.

Skip watched patiently as the girl quietly knelt down and spun around to
sit next to him.

Gina knew that Skip was familiar with visual signals. She knew what she had
to do to get him to mount her face. She'd done it several times lately,
even though it wasn't the best thing in the world for her, she'd do it for
him. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth. She knew that as soon
as she straightened her legs and put her arms at her sides, then Skip would
mount her. Gina hesitated momentarily. As much as she didn't like to do
this, she knew Skip deserved it and she wanted to please him. She was
falling in love with Skip and she didn't want to lose him. She knew he
liked this almost as much as she disliked it and therefore it became
necessary for her to allow it.

It was up to Gina to please Skip and she knew it. She had to do these
things if she were to keep him happy. And she did want Skip happy. Skip was
a great dog and she knew it. So if all she had to do to make Skip happy was
to allow him to fuck her mouth once in a while then she would do
it. Besides, she was actually starting to like the taste of his cum lately
anyway.

It was weird. When she first tasted Skips' cum, she got sick. But then
after about the fifth time, she wasn't repulsed at all. And now lately, she
was actually looking forward to it. She was convinced her teeth were whiter
since she'd allowed Skip to fuck her mouth on a regular basis. That's why
she'd begun to swirl Skips' cum around in her mouth and rub it on her teeth
with her tongue.

Gina sighed quietly and straightened her legs and placed her arms at her
sides.

Skip was relieved to see the girl finally assume the proper position. His
cock was aching and throbbing. He stood and faced the girl. With ease he
placed his front paws on the bed and straddled her hips with his back
legs. His cock was perfectly positioned over the girls' mouth and he thrust
it into her.

The warm, moist sensation of her oral cavity almost made Skip cum
immediately. He composed himself and began to pump his hindquarters. He
loved to arch his back and angle his dick so that it went straight down her
throat.

Skip was proud that the girl had learned how to wrap her lips tightly
around his cock. It felt so great when she'd squeeze his member like
that. He couldn't help himself but fuck her harder and faster when she did
that.

Gina kept trying to get Skip to slow down and not fuck so hard. Her tension
ended in her lips and she naturally bore down. She was too scared to loosen
her lips for fear that Skip would go crazy on her. She would keep a firm
pressure on his cock until he finished.

Skip pawed at the bed and tried to pull himself in deeper into the girl. He
pumped his hips and furiously pounded away at her face. He loved feeling
the back of the girls' throat with the tip of his dick. His dick head was
so sensitive and thumping it against her throat was almost too much.

Gina struggled to stay with Skip. He was really getting deep tonight and he
was almost choking her. His taut hairy underbelly was smashing against her
nose with each powerful thrust. She could tell he was getting close to
orgasm by the way he was starting to pant and whimper.

Skip was on the verge of orgasm. He wanted to fuck this girls' face like
never before. He was deeper than ever and he knew she didn't like it. He
could hear her choking and snorting through her nose. He could feel her
squirming and fighting for air, which only made his act that much more
enjoyable. He bore down and leaned in even more. He wanted to cum so deeply
in her that she'd HAVE to swallow every drop.

His cock swelled and he held on as long as he could. He wanted to explode
in her throat, not her mouth. Skip squeezed his hindquarters and pushed
himself deep in her mouth and let go. He couldn't help but whimper and
grunt as his cock pulsated and ejaculated deep inside the girl.

Skip withdrew momentarily and then pushed himself back inside. He caught
his breath and began to pump the girls' face again as his cock continued to
secrete ejaculate.

Gina was glad it was over. Skip had cum in her mouth differently today. It
was almost an angry cum, she thought. She wondered if he was angry at her
for something. She felt bad. She wanted to make sure he was happy so she
reached up and grabbed Skips' knob to hold his cock steady. As the dog
stood still and looked down at the girl beneath him, she sucked on his cock
like a Popsicle. She cleaned his cock of cum and made sure he wasn't
dripping when she finished.

Skip watched the stupid girl suck his cock until he went limp. There wasn't
a drop of cum left in him when she finished. He just kept staring at her as
he dismounted. He knew he had her right where he wanted. He knew that if
she ever wanted him to satisfy her again, then she'd HAVE to let him fuck
her when HE wanted.


Gina's shower -- Part 7

Skip was feeling pretty good about his new found power. He had successfully
forced the girl to let him fuck her mouth instead of her pussy for the past
week. He could tell she was getting annoyed with him, too, and he loved it.

Each time she wanted to have sex, he just resisted the urge to get a hard
on. He loved it when she begged him and pleaded with him to get it up. If a
dog could chuckle, Skip would have done it by now. When she'd get out of
the shower, smelling like apricot body wash mixed with female arousal, it
took all his will not to get an erection. She'd even try to manually
stimulate him, but he resisted.

He knew that eventually she'd break down and sit by the side of the bed and
tilt her head back and wait for him. The only sex he allowed the girl
during the passed week was oral sex. Skip loved to see her dejected face
staring at the ceiling in her bedroom, mouth open, waiting for his
cock. The power and control he had over her was surreal.

After a solid week of establishing his control, Skip knew it was time to
move things along. He wanted more from his new young sex toy. He wanted to
do her in front of another female, again.

When she got home from school in the afternoon, he bounded up to her like
old times. He could tell by the look on her face that she was relieved to
see him `back to normal'. He watched her change into her usual two articles
of clothing and her tennis shoes.

Skip sniffed the air as she tied her shoes and could smell the familiar
aroma of aroused girl. He knew he had her going already.

Gina was so excited. It had been over a week since she'd felt Skip's cock
in her pussy and she was ecstatic to see how energetic he was. She could
hardly contain her arousal and her pussy was oozing secretions as she tied
her shoe.

She snapped on Skip's leash and opened the door leading to the garage and
outside.

Skip bolted for her car and hopped in the tiny convertible.

"Skip!" yelled Gina, "get out of there. We're going to the woods,
remember?"

Skip stiffened when the girl tried to pull him from the car. He even
growled when she tried to get physical with him. Skip knew that in the past
the girl used to take him to the local neighborhood park and that's where
he wanted to go.

"What are you doing, Skip?" asked a frustrated Gina. Her pussy was oozing
like crazy. She wanted to feel his cock inside her so badly she could taste
it. "Where do you want to go?!" she pleaded.

Suddenly it hit her: the park. "Do you want to go the park?"

Skip bounced around in the car to let her know she was correct.

"Oh, Skip," groaned a disappointed Gina, "Why now? I thought you wanted to
go the woods." Gina's excitement drooped and she reluctantly crawled in the
driver's seat and drove them to the park. All the way there she imagined
her just walking Skip around and it made her feel even more frustrated. She
wanted Skip to fuck her in the worst way, the way he used to.

Gina found a spot and pulled in. She set the parking brake and grabbed
Skip's leash. The dog leaped out of the car and headed toward the ball
field where a women's softball team had just finished practice.

Being late in the afternoon, the park was emptying quickly. Only a few
people remained, mostly couples or mom's with kids. The sun was setting and
the park would be closing soon so people were filtering out.

Skip led the way and the disappointed girl just followed. When Skip got to
the edge of the baseball field, he slowed down. He saw about five players
from the softball team in a chain link fenced dugout packing equipment and
getting ready to leave. He and the girl were in the outfield, so he made a
large circle around the edge and headed behind the dugout.

By the time they got there, all but one player had left. Bobbie, the burly
scraggly twenty something woman jammed the last ball into her bag and
tossed it over her shoulder when she noticed the girl and her dog. "Whoa,"
she said in her mind when she saw the beautiful girl dressed in a short
floppy miniskirt and tight T, "damn, she's gorgeous."

Bobbie was your classic lesbian bull dyke. She was thick, strong, forceful,
man-like, and loved to be in charge. One look at this perky young thing and
she had to have her. Instant arousal secreted from her thick labia lips and
oozed onto her meaty, sweaty thighs. A deviant rush rippled up her spine
when she pictured this beautiful young slut licking her pussy. She glared
at the girl through the fence.

Gina just stood there, uninterested, waiting for Skip to do his
business. She barely noticed the large dusty woman staring at her through
the fence.

"Nice dog," said Bobbie in an attempt to strike up a conversation with the
young woman as she made her way around the fence.

Gina, engrossed in disappointment barely heard the woman at first. But as
she rounded the fence and walked closer, Gina didn't want to appear rude so
she asked, "Pardon me?"

Gina's parents raised her to be respectful to her elders, even if they were
only a few years older. It wasn't in her nature to be rude to people
anyway, but she always tried to do what she was told. She knew it made
things a lot easier at home or at school if she complied and just `took
care of business in a timely fashion'. So when the woman spoke to her, she
responded politely.

"I said `nice dog'." The husky softball player stood close by and eyed the
shorter, younger teen. Bobbie couldn't help but stare at the girl's huge
tits. She could clearly see her nipples pressing against the thin t-shirt
and protruding like pencil erasers. Even in the late afternoon light she
could make out tiny bumps around the girl's aureoles. Reactively she
circled her tongue around her teeth wishing she could suck on those large
breasts right then.

Skip, meanwhile, fidgeted like crazy with all the attention being paid to
the girl. He could tell by the large woman's scent that she liked his
master and he started to get a hard on and wanted the woman to see
it. While the girl stood and talked with the woman, he circled Gina's legs
and loosely wrapped his lead around her feet while attempting to put his
doghood on display. With a quick flip of his nose, he flicked the front of
Gina's short skirt up to reveal her nakedness underneath and to get a whiff
of her arousal. Nothing would get him hard faster than a sniff of her
oozing pussy.

"SKIP!" squealed Gina, shocked and embarrassed as she attempted to flatten
her skirt, "don't!"

The woman saw Gina wasn't wearing any panties and she felt another surge of
wetness under her sweats. Questions raced through the woman's mind and
quieted her momentarily. She wondered what kind of girl this was. It was
clear that she was only wearing a miniskirt and t-shirt and nothing
else. Why? What was this girl looking for? Why did she come to a public
park dressed like that? Did she intend to show her self off to women? Was
she a dirty little sexpot? She must have been, the woman surmised. Why else
would she come to a woman's softball practice dressed like that?

Bobbie convinced herself that the girl was there for sex. It was the only
explanation that made sense. The girl had a fantastic body and it was clear
that she loved to show it off. The idea that this girl was practically
naked in front of her made her extremely hot. Right then and there she
decided to get this girl's clothes off, no matter what it took, even if she
had to tear them off. She HAD to see those tits and feel them and suck on
them. This girl was too incredible to let go.

"Wow, you look fantastic," Bobbie blurted out. She dropped her bag and
stepped toward the girl. She wanted to touch those tits but was unsure
how. They were so huge she questioned their realness. Not one to mince
words or speak subtly, the woman again blurted out, "Are those real?"

Gina was so embarrassed. The woman seemed to be coming on to her. Normally,
Gina would welcome such an advance, but this woman really wasn't Gina's
type. She was tall, thick and dirty. Her short scraggly mullet was covered
by a crooked dusty baseball cap and her sweats had holes in the knees. It
was obvious the woman was more like a man than a woman and Gina didn't
really care for that type. She felt more and more uncomfortable seeing this
woman staring at her chest.

Bobbie just kept staring at the Gina's huge tits. She simply HAD to feel
those tits. She looked the girl up and down one more time and decided that
with all that she had surmised about why the girl was in the park dressed
like that, that she could take matters into her own hands and not worry
about negative consequences.

With a quick glance around, the woman made sure no one else was around. "I
need to use the restroom, will you walk with me?" she asked as she grabbed
Gina's upper arm and began to march her toward the public restroom.

Gina was helpless and confused. This large, overbearing woman was almost
forcing her to walk with her. She wanted to protest, but the woman's strong
vise-like grip on her arm made her hesitate. The last thing Gina wanted to
do was piss this woman off.

The woman was walking so quickly that Gina could feel her breasts wobbling
and bouncing. She tried to cover herself with her free hand but she
couldn't because of Skip's leash. He wasn't helping matters because he kept
pulling her hand away from her body while the woman held her by the
other. She leaned back trying to pull away from the larger woman but it was
no use.

Bobbie pushed the young woman inside the dirty public restroom. The red
clay tiled floor was a slippery mixture of leaking faucet water and
urine. The smell of ammonia almost made her gag, but it somehow added an
erotic twist to the moment. She pushed the young woman against the far wall
between the sinks and the two stalls.

Gina's back slammed against the cement block wall with a thud. She knew
what the woman was about to do and pleaded with her, "No, PLEASE, don't do
this." Her heart raced and she wanted to run but knew she couldn't get past
the larger woman. She cowered against the cold wall, which made her nipples
spring to erectness. Vainly, Gina tried to cover herself so as not to give
the wrong impression. She didn't want this woman to think she liked it. She
crossed her arms and clung tightly to her breasts and bowed her head so she
wouldn't make eye contact with her tormentor.

The woman paused momentarily and said, "Oh come on girl. You know you want
this. Why else would you come here dressed like that?"

Gina hugged her breasts tightly and pleaded and begged, "PLEASE, you don't
understand. PLEASE don't do this!"

"I don't understand?" questioned the large burly woman as she prepared to
rip the girl's top off, "what don't I understand? You're here in the park
dressed like a slut, which tells me you want to get fucked. Well, I'm going
to fuck you."

"No, PLEASE, that's not what I want."

This was the moment Skip had waited for. His cock became a raging hard on
in seconds.

Bobbie grabbed the girl by her throat, leaned in and growled in her face,
"Take it off, bitch," as she flicked at the bottom of the girls tight T.

Gina was paralyzed with fear. Her heart was racing but her limbs felt like
water-filled balloons, heavy and useless. She knew the woman meant business
but she was powerless to move.

Bobbie didn't wait long. With her other hand she grabbed the collar of the
girl's t-shirt and ripped it off her body.

Gina gasped and clambered to cover herself. She felt the pressure on her
neck increase and force her back to dig into the cement wall. Her skin
rippled with goose bumps with the sudden temperature change and she felt
like crying.

Bobbie leaned in and pushed hard on the girl's throat. She wanted to exert
total control over this young vixen to minimize her resistance. With her
free hand she grabbed the girl's waistband of her skirt where it buttoned
and ripped it open. With a second strong jerk she tore the garment in half
and tossed it behind her. Now she had the young tart right where she
wanted, naked and helpless.

Gina struggled to cover herself as best she could. Two hands simply weren't
enough to cover her pussy and massive tits at the same time. Gina's mind
raced with fear, anxiety and questions. She worried about this woman's
intentions; she feared her strength and prayed she wouldn't hurt her. She
wondered what she wanted and how she should react. She reasoned her best
chance of survival was complicity and tried to relax. Her airway was being
cut off and she could feel blood pooling in her head.

"Stop struggling!" ordered the woman.

Gina stopped pawing at her breasts and stood still. She hoped woman would
stop if she did.

Bobbie released a little pressure on the girl's throat when she finally
stood still. She took a small step back and held the girl at arm's distant
and scanned her nudity with a lustful stare. "Drop your arms, slut," she
demanded, exerting her control.

Tears welled up in Gina's eyes as she stood silently. She wanted to run but
knew it was impossible. The woman's strength was evident by her grip and
she knew deep down she'd have to comply. With the cold cement wall digging
into her backside, Gina reluctantly lowered her arms to her side.

Bobbie's eyes widened as the girl's breasts were slowly revealed. Her large
nipples sprung to erectness and begged to be sucked. Bobbie grabbed one
breast and them the other. She squeezed and groped the young woman's tits
like they were the last pair on earth. Her large thick, callous-covered
palm crushed Gina's breast and squished them in multiple directions like a
giant ball of dough.

Gina tried not to think about the sudden invasion but couldn't help her
self. She squirmed under the woman's touch and moaned softly, "oooohhhhh."

Bobbie knew the girl liked having her tits manipulated like this, so she
continued. She leaned down and sucked hard on one nipple and then the
other. She looped her tongue in tiny circles lapping at the perfectly round
and slightly raised aureole.

Gina was shocked when she felt her pussy begin to warm. It was wrong. What
was happening to her was wrong. But her body kept disagreeing. She closed
her eyes and tried to make the disgusting images leave her mind but the
woman's incessant touch was beginning to take its toll. Her fingers clawed
and scraped at the cement blocks as she tried to fight the feelings
emanating from her loin.

Bobbie continued to suck and massage the girl's mammoth tits. Feeling the
long nipple pulled to the back of her throat was something she'd never felt
before. She grabbed the base of the girl's tit and squeezed it hard. She
wrapped her lips around the nipple like she was taking a huge bite from an
apple and she sucked the nipple hard inside.

Every time she did that, the girl squirmed and moaned softly. Bobbie knew
the girl was fighting the effects and she could tell she was losing the
battle. It was time to finish her plan. "Get on your knees, cunt."

Gina felt the woman push down on her throat. The skin on her back scraped
the wall and caused her pain.

Bobbie grabbed the girl by the hair and backed into one of the stalls. With
her other hand she pushed down her sweats and kicked them off one leg. She
sat on the dirty toilet seat and spread her large, thick thighs. "Lick me,
cunt," she ordered as she pulled the girls face to her meaty pussy.

Gina smelled the distinct odor of sweat mixed with arousal as the woman
pulled her face toward her cunt. She tried to resist by pushing on the
woman's knees with her hands but they slipped off and she braced herself on
the floor. Feeling the slippery moisture that layered the clay tile floor,
Gina could only imagine what it consisted of and it made her sick to think
about.

Skip had waited long enough. His cock was throbbing and getting painful as
he watched his master forced to do things he knew she didn't want to. He
loved seeing that. Watching her being defiled in a public restroom like
this was almost more than he could stand. But when she was forced to her
hands and knees and made to lick this big woman's cunt, he couldn't wait
any longer. He mounted his master and began to hump.

Bobbie was shocked to the see the dog mount the girl. Her face was buried
deep between her thighs and she was licking her sweaty pussy. But seeing
the dog trying to hump the girl made it even better. It was like watching a
movie only better.

Gina was totally helpless. She could hardly move. The woman held her hair
so tightly and kept rubbing her pussy on her face so that it was hard to
breathe. And in the tiny confines of the restroom stall, she didn't even
have room to wiggle.

Smelling the woman's cunt and feeling her gooey mixture being rubbed on her
face made Gina almost gag. And now feeling Skip attempting to fuck her made
her feel even more helpless. She was getting it from both sides. Her hands
and knees slipped every time she tried to move even the slightest little
bit, so she had to remain still or risk hurting herself.

Gina tried to buck Skip off. She arched and dipped her back repeatedly
while the woman moaned and groaned at the sight.

When the girl's back dipped it was all the angle Skip needed. He made
another hard hip thrust and hit his mark. Or so he thought.

Gina, her face muffled by the woman's pussy, cried loudly, "SKIP!! NO!!"

Skip's thick red cock had found Gina's tight asshole. He knew this hole was
tighter than usual but he didn't care why. Whatever the reason, it felt
great, so he continued to hump the softening hole.

"SKIP, STOP!" screamed Gina again into the woman's pussy. "PLEASE! GET HIM
OFF ME!" she begged the woman.

Skip ignored the pleas from the girl and kept pushing himself deeper and
deeper passed the tight sphincter.

Bobbie pulled up harder on the girl's hair and forced her face in
more. "Lick my pussy, bitch," she ordered as she ground her hips.

The more Gina struggled to get the canine off, the deeper he
intruded. She'd never, ever had anal sex before and certainly not like
this. She wanted Skip to stop. She really did, she kept telling herself
over and over. But the more he kept it up, the less true it became.

Skip could feel the pressure release around his cock. The more he pumped
the girl, the more lubricated the hole became. He was sliding in and out of
her orifice with ease, now and he upped the tempo a bit.

Gina wanted Skip to stop, truly she did, but lately she'd been so horny. He
hadn't fucked her in over a week and her loin was burning with desire. She
wished he were putting this much effort into her pussy, she knew she'd have
had an orgasm by now.

Bobbie could tell by the lack of protest by the girl that something
dramatic had changed. When the girl just stayed there with her face in her
pussy and her large breasts flopping and wobbling beneath her, she wondered
if she actually liked it. She spread her knees apart until they pressed
against the cold steel walls. With both hands she forcefully pulled the
girls' face into her cunt while she watched the dog fuck her from
behind. It was like a dream. She was fucking this girl's face in a public
restroom while her dog was doing her from behind. The lewdness of it all
was more than she expected.

She continued to crush her swollen clit on the girls' mouth, chin and
nose. Bobbie couldn't remember the last time she was this lubricated. Her
sloppy pussy enveloped the girl's face like a wet glove. She was building
toward an orgasm, something she hadn't done with another woman for some
time now.

Bobbie cupped the girl's chin with one hand and yanked her hair with the
other. She ground her pussy on the girl's face repeatedly, groaning and
moaning each time her nub scraped something delicious.

Gina could only hold on and try to breathe. The woman's large pussy almost
smothered her and the more lubricated she became the better the seal on her
face. Gina knew the woman was reaching orgasm, which hopefully signaled the
end.

Skip was reaching orgasm, too. He'd never felt the girl so tight before and
he loved the feeling on his cock. He arched his back a bit more and rammed
her mercilessly.

Gina's ass flamed from friction. Skip's cock pumped in and out of her at a
furious pace and she prayed he'd cum soon so he'd stop.

Bobbie bore down and looked the dog in the eye. It was as though they both
knew what the other was thinking and with a final few thrusts both of them
came at the same time.

Gina felt her anus fill with cum. The instant lubrication squished from her
ass and dripped down her legs and thighs. Her face was covered in the
woman's sticky juices, too. There was so much cum on her face, her eyelids
were almost glued shut.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhhh," moaned a satisfied Bobbie as she ground her pussy on
the girl's face a few more times. "Oooooohhhhhhh my GAWD, that was good,"
she sighed loudly.

Skip's cock finally softened and he fell out of the girl's ass. He
dismounted and started to lick her ass, pussy and thighs.

Gina, exhausted, could only wait until Skip was done. His long thick tongue
felt great, but the events of the evening were less than satisfying for
her.

The satisfied player told Gina she could go. Before she let her go she
warned her to never talk about it with anybody or there'd be Hell to pay.

Gina acknowledged the woman and picked up her torn clothes and left with
Skip. By then it was dark and she had to run all the way to her car naked
and drive home.



Gina's shower -- Part 8

Wrapped in a towel and freshly showered, Gina meandered to her room and sat
on the bed. She was deep in thought, wondering why things between she and
Skip had seemed to change so much lately. She unwrapped the towel from her
hair and slipped deeper into thought. From the first time she and Skip had
started their relationship until now, things were completely different. She
wasn't being satisfied like she was in the beginning. She knew Skip was
having plenty of orgasms, but she wasn't. "Why" kept buzzing around in her
mind. She didn't have an answer. All she knew for sure was that she felt
compelled to make sure that Skip was kept satisfied or she risked losing
him forever.

Gina gazed out her bedroom window toward the street in the front of the
house. Her mind wandered with questions. Her bedroom windows were two tall
thin parallel windows that offered a dramatic top to bottom view as opposed
to the traditional panoramic view of standard windows. Through this style
of window she could see Skip sitting on the front stoop, seemingly waiting.

As she sat and stared out the window, Gina noticed a beautiful German
Shepard strolling up the street and then into her front yard. She watched
as he ambled straight toward Skip and she hoped there wouldn't be a
fight. She stood, still wrapped in a towel and glared at the dog as he got
closer.

Gina noticed something large in the dog's mouth, like a big bone or
something. She watched as the dog walked up to Skip and dropped a large
beefy bone in front of him. Skip sniffed at the bone and turned around.
Gina heard him scratching the front door to get in, so she exited her
bedroom and opened the front door.

Skip pushed his way in and the slightly larger German Shepard followed.

"Whoa, where do you think you're going?" asked Gina as she attempted to
stop the big dog from entering.

Skip flicked his cold, moist nose under the back of Gina's towel, which
caused the girl to squeal and thrust her hips forward.

The German Shepard quickly pushed his nose under the front of her towel and
gave her a quick lick.

Gina squealed again, only this time with delight. "Oh my gosh, what'd you
do that for?" she asked teasingly.

The large dog started to get antsy and playful. Skip did, too.

Gina tried to calm the dog and grabbed his license to get his name,
"Ranger," she said aloud. "Okay, fine, come on in, Ranger. Just behave
yourself."

Gina felt a twinge in her loin, wondering if she could fuck Ranger. She
also wondered if Skip would mind. A tiny shiver twinkled up her spine at
the thought of being fucked. She loved the idea. It had been so long.

She turned around and headed down the hallway toward her room, leaving the
two large dogs in the entryway. With a quick, seductive glance over her
shoulder, Gina smiled at the two dogs and sashayed into her room.

Intentionally, she left her door open for the two dogs that followed. Her
heart skipped a beat when she saw Ranger round the corner and enter her
room. Skip, meanwhile, sat in the doorway as if standing guard.

Gina felt her pussy getting warm. That old feeling began to stir deep
inside her once again and she tried to catch her breath. Her heart raced
with anticipation, hoping upon hope that she could entice Ranger to mount
her.

Slowly, she dropped her towel to the ground at her feet. She began to
slowly dance and sway like she had for Skip so many, many times before. She
cupped and squeezed her large fleshy breasts and ran her hands up and down
her milky white skin. Her pussy responded accordingly and began to secrete
that lovely erotic moisture and scent that drove Skip wild. Ranger was no
different and his nostrils flared in response.

Gina saw Skip sitting there, almost totally disinterested as Ranger sprang
a hard on. Gina gasp in excited anticipation as her seductive dance was
working its magic spell. She kept sliding her hands up and down her body,
sensually touching her self over and over again. She was getting herself so
worked up; she wondered if she could withstand the pressure building in her
loin.

Her mind was awash with arousal. She couldn't think of anything but feeling
Ranger's rock hard cock in her pussy. She held her breath and got down on
all fours, pointing her ass toward the large German Shepard. She wiggled
her ass a bit and spread her knees. Then she reached between her legs and
rubbed her moist pussy and moaned, "ooooohhhhh."

Ranger didn't need anyone to tell him what to do. Instinctively, he mounted
the waiting girl and began to hump.

Gina was ecstatic. She grabbed the dog's cock by the knob and guided him
in.

Ranger used his powerful from paws to pull himself deeper into the
girl. When he felt his cock swallowed by the warmth of human flesh, he
almost came. This was his first time fucking a human and it was better than
he expected. He pushed and pushed and pushed until his thick knob pressed
passed the girl's tight sphincter muscle and the two became locked. He
upped the tempo and rammed his cock repeatedly.

Gina could only moan and grunt with each powerful thrust. Her pussy was
secreting love juice like never before. It had been so long since she had a
good fuck; it was taking her breath away. Her thoughts greedily focused on
the sensation emanating from her cunt and she didn't care that Skip sat
there and watched.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Gina grunted and moaned as Ranger pumped away. Her breasts
flailed beneath her and her pussy was a hot gooey mess that oozed arousal
and coated her thighs.

Ranger could feel himself building toward a quick orgasm. The hotness of
this girls' cunt was making it impossible to refrain. Her pussy was simply
too hot and it was like a "cum switch" that he couldn't turn off. He arched
his back and drove a little faster.

Gina could tell the big Shepard was getting ready to cum. He was definitely
quicker than Skip, but at this point, she didn't care. Her pussy was a
sloppy mess and feeling his cock in her was better than nothing.

She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit while Ranger continued to
hump. Almost as soon as she touched herself, she felt the need to cum. This
fuck had been a long time coming and she was more than ready to explode.

Ranger was a little disappointed in his performance. He hated that he
needed to cum so quickly, but he just couldn't help it. The girl's cunt was
just too hot.

With a tiny whimper and yip, Ranger came.

Gina moaned, "ooooohhhhhhh," when she felt her pussy swell with Ranger's
load. She LOVED that feeling and sighed when she felt the increased
lubrication.

She kept circling her clit with her middle finger and quickly reached
orgasm herself.

As Ranger continued to hump the girl, squeezing out as much cum as he could
before he went soft, Gina managed to bring herself to a second quick
orgasm. "Oooooooohhhhhhhh," she moaned softly as her pussy twitched and
oozed a little more.

"Oh my gawd," Gina groaned as the last spasm left her cunt. She sighed
deeply and relaxed on her arms with her ass high in the air.

Just like Skip used to, Ranger cleaned the girl's anus and vagina with his
long powerful tongue.

Gina relaxed and smiled until he was finally finished.

When Ranger finished, Skip used dog language to communicate with his friend
Ranger. "Well, my friend was she as good as I said she would be?"

Ranger replied, "Better. Well worth that beefy bone you asked for. When can
I do her again and what will it cost me then?"


Gina's shower -- Part 9

The damp early Saturday morning fog hung low over the backyard. Gina's
mother, Lisa, poured a cup of coffee and warmed her hands on the sides as
she stared out the sliding glass door. She loved fall mornings like this
with their crisp early morning air and easy going feel.

She sighed quietly and grinned as she thought about Gina and how happy
she'd been the last week or so. The two of them talked but not a lot. She
knew her daughter was a teenager who was fast becoming an adult and she had
to give her her space. It was tough on Lisa to resist pressuring her
daughter to talk more, but she managed.

The past month was tough on her, too. She had recently separated from her
husband of 22 years and even though it was a mutual decision, it was a
difficult one. Her son had gone to live with his father and despite their
rocky relationship, she missed them both. Lisa knew that if she and Gina's
new living situation was tough on her, then it most certainly affected
Gina, too.

It had been a couple of months since Gina admitted to having a
boyfriend. Lisa was thrilled to finally hear that her daughter had found
some interest in boys after years of hanging out with only girls. Secretly
she wondered if she was pinkhorse.gif, but she NEVER brought it up for fearing the
worst.

Lisa quelled a chill and tightened her robe around her chest. The recent
changes in Gina's behavior were welcome ones. Lisa had always put up with
her daughter's mood swings like the dark depressive one two weeks ago. But
it was waiting for the really happy times like the past week that made
putting up with the crappy weeks all worth while. Whatever was making Gina
happy was alright with her, Lisa told herself.

As she came to the realization that Gina's happiness was worth just about
any price, Lisa's focus began to change. She noticed a small fresh pile of
dirt in the backyard and instantly thought "mole". She saw one, and then
another and another and another. She scanned the backyard and counted at
least fifteen small piles of dirt. "Damn," she muttered to herself as she
slipped on a pair of slippers and opened the sliding glass door.

Lisa walked to the first pile of dirt and kicked it with her toe. "What
the^Å" she paused as a large bone rolled out from under. She walked to the
second pile and did the same. Another large bone was buried there,
too. "SKIP!" she screamed in her mind. "That damn dog has buried BONES all
over the place back here," she angrily muttered to herself as she strolled
from dirt pile to dirt pile and uncovered bone after bone. "Where the Hell
did he get all these!?"

In all, Lisa found eighteen freshly buried bones in her backyard. She was
shocked and angered at Skip. She was amazed that she hadn't noticed them
before and calculated that they'd all been buried the past six days because
she'd mowed the lawn last Saturday and they weren't there then.

"GINA!" Lisa called to her daughter.

"Yes mom?" Gina answered from inside her room.

"Do you know where Skip got all these bones from? He's got them buried all
over the back yard!"

Gina didn't know what her mom was talking about. She walked to the family
room where her mom was peaking through the sliding door. Outside she could
see all the piles of kicked dirt and bones lying next to them. She was
befuddled as to why they were there. "I dunno know mom, honestly, I don't
where Skip would have gotten all those from."

Lisa was a little frustrated that her backyard was so torn up, but not
overly so because no one ever really went back there anyway. She couldn't
even be sure it was Skip because no one in the area had fences.

"AAAHHH," Lisa groaned angrily as she kicked off her slippers and closed
the glass door behind her. "I'm going to kill that dog someday."

Gina turned and went to the bathroom and showered. As she dried her self
she began to reflect on the past week. She had had some great sex during
the week, multiple times with multiple partners.

She felt her loin get warm and her pussy moisten when she thought of her
first time with Ranger, the German Shepard, who was following by Butch the
Great Dane, who was followed by her new favorite, Spike, the
Rottweiler. Gina had had sex with at least five different dogs the past
week, not including Skip. Well, that wasn't exactly true. She hadn't had
sex with Skip in over two weeks, at least not like before. She still let
him mount her mouth at the end of the day but he hadn't fucked her pussy in
some time now.

She didn't really care if she had to satisfy Skip by letting him cum in her
mouth, so long as she was able to continue to fuck other neighborhood dogs
to satisfy her fiery desires. It had been a VERY satisfying week and she
looked forward to seeing Spike again soon.

Spike was a huge black dog with deep brown eyes and he was hung like no
other dog. His cock really stretched Gina and she loved it. He was not only
long, but he was THICK, too. That's the part that Gina thought she loved
the best was how much he spread her pussy.

She remembered the first time she had sex with the big canine and how sore
she was the next day. But after the fifth time, her pussy flowered like a
Venus flytrap in anticipation of his huge member. "Oooohhhhhh," Gina moaned
softly as her pussy secreted some ooze, just thinking about him. She
blinked to clear her mind and shake off the effects of the momentary
fantasy.

She walked to her room and began to get dressed in a short skirt, tight T
shirt and no underclothes. If she'd learned one thing the past week, it was
to be "ready" at all times. She'd snuck in a quick fuck or two on several
occasions the past week and she was thrilled at the challenge.

It was kind of strange that there always seemed to be a new male dog that
would simply "show up" when she was alone. It was weird, but she didn't
care. She felt lucky to have been fucked so many times the past week; she
didn't really care "why".

Lisa grabbed her keys and yelled to Gina, "I'm going to run to the store;
I'll be back in a half hour or so."

"Okay mom," Gina yelled back.

As soon as her mom's car left the driveway, Gina heard a loud, "WOOF"
outside. She ran to the front door and it was Spike. Her heart skipped a
beat because she couldn't believe how close he cut it. If he had shown up a
minute earlier, she would have had to lie to her mom and make up some
story.

But since she had the house to her self, she eagerly invited the large
canine inside. Her skirt flared widely as she spun and skipped toward her
room. She couldn't believe her luck. Gina wondered if she should tell Skip
his friend was here, but she knew she only had a half hour so she didn't
bother.

"Come on in here, Spike," Gina invited the dog into her room. "What did you
have in mind today?" she asked as she glanced down at his penis. "Do you
feel like a good fucking today?" she asked seductively as she began to sway
and run her hands up and down her firm body.

Her heart fluttered and her mind became clouded as her arousal began to
build. She closed her eyes and peeled off her top.

Spike sat quietly while the girl danced for him. He smelled her arousal and
got that way himself. His large red cock pushed passed his sheath and began
to swell. He loved the feeling of an impending hard on but loved pushing it
deep inside this human girl's pussy even more.

Spike worried this would be his last time for a while. He'd just spent his
last big bone on this girl today and he knew Skip was probably out burying
his treasure right then. That made Spike a little angry. Not so much that
Skip was probably burying his bone, but that he probably wouldn't be able
to have this girl for a while.

Spike had several quick fantasies flash through his mind of him fucking
this girl every which way and twice on Sunday. His hard on started to
throb. He wanted this girl in the worst way. He wanted her for himself. He
didn't care if Skip owned her, HE wanted her.

The girl was so tiny compared to Spike. As he sat there, he could
practically look her right in her eyes. He was so much bigger than she was,
especially if he stood on his hind legs.

The more Spike dwelled on this being his last time for a while, the angrier
he got. He kept thinking that it was entirely the girl's fault. If it
weren't for her seductive nature and sensual ability to fuck like she did,
he wouldn't even have these feelings. He hated that she had developed an
almost mystical hold on him. He found himself thinking of her all the
time. It made him even angrier knowing that she had cost him all his best
bones, too.

When the girl finally stepped out of her skirt, Spike was really pissed. He
stood on his hind legs and put his front paws on the girls' shoulders and
pushed her down on her knees.

Gina gasped in shock when the dog suddenly became aggressive. Reactively,
she grabbed the dog's paws on her shoulders as she collapsed to her
knees. She didn't understand what was happening or why the dog suddenly
became so aggressive. His large mouth could easily engulf her whole head
and it terrified her when he stood stiffly in front of her, looked down and
growled. Gina slipped into survival mode and tried not to make any sudden
moves.

She sat on her haunches as the large dog pushed down on her shoulders and
growled. His front paws slid down her back and pulled her upper body closer
and closer toward his long, thick cock. "No Spike, PLEASE," Gina
begged. Deep down she knew what the Rottweiler wanted. But she also knew
that Spike was NO Skip and the shear size and breadth of his cock might
choke her.

The weight of the animal made running a non-issue. She was trapped and Gina
begged the big canine to not make her do it, "Please Spike," she pleaded,
"PLEASE, don't make me do this, PLEASE!!"

The dog's cock flicked as he pumped his hips once, then twice. Ever closer
Spike pulled the tiny girl as began to thrust his hips.

Gina was terrified. Her heart raced and she held her breath and squeezed
her lips together tightly. She didn't want to do it but feared she didn't
have a choice. Her skin rippled with fright as the large dog's cock inched
closer and closer. When she felt Spike jerk her shoulders and heard him
bark at the same time, adrenalin shot through her system like a lightening
bolt. Fearing for her life, Gina grabbed Spike's cock and jammed it into
her mouth. She started to bob her head on the long thick member while Spike
pumped and thumped at the same time.

The powerful canine pulled the helpless girl firmly onto his cock. Spike
was determined to make this girl pay for her mysterious hold over him. He
wanted to make her swallow his cum. He wanted her to suck his cock dry.

Spike ignored the sounds of the girl as she whimpered and choked below
him. He felt her hands on his hips attempting to slow him down, but it only
made him fuck harder and faster. He could feel his knob bang against her
lips and he knew his long cock was penetrating her face at its fullest
depth.

Yes, Spike was making her pay. He pulled hard with his front paws and held
the girl rigidly in place while he humped and thumped her mouth with
increased vigor.

Gina was trapped. The large dog held her in a powerful grip and despite her
best effort to push him away; he kept driving his long hard cock deeply
into her throat. The thickness of Spike's cock stretched her lips and
forced a seal around his cock. The only air she gasped was quick snorts
through her nose.

Spike's sudden aggressiveness scared Gina, so she tried not to resist. It
took all her effort to not choke. Her eyes watered and snot flew from her
nose with each short gasp. She didn't want to die, so she tried to relax
her throat. She didn't dare try to bite down and hurt the dog; she knew
he'd kill her if she did. Gina just tried to let him do what he wanted and
get it over with.

Spike bore down and concentrated. He was about to cum and he wanted to make
sure he did it deeply in the girl's mouth. The build up toward orgasm was
something he'd always cherished. There was no better feeling the world. It
was as if his entire stomach was going to shoot through the end of his cock
and he loved that sensation.

Spike held on as long as he could. He could feel his cock swelling and he
was ready to burst.

Gina knew the big dog was about to cum. She felt extra pressure on her
tongue as the dog's thick member filled with cum.

Spike could hold on no longer and yipped and whimpered as he released the
contents of his loin into the girls' mouth.

Gina choked and gasped as her mouth filled with the dog's slimy
secretion. She snorted for air and held on as the animal kept up his
relentless effort. Cum and saliva dribbled from the sides of her mouth and
out her nose as she struggled to breathe.

Gina choked and swallowed and snorted while Spike whimpered and yipped as
he squeezed the remaining contents from deep inside himself into the girl's
mouth.

Spike panted and finally began to slow as his long, thick cock began to
soften a bit. He gave the girl a few more hard thrusts before he dismounted
her face and looked at her.

Gina, scared and nervous, stared approvingly up at the large dog with her
wide blue eyes.

She sat quietly on her haunches with her hands folded in her lap and used
her facial expressions to plead with the dog for his approval. She hoped he
was satisfied with her performance and wouldn't hurt her.

Spike stared at the terrified girl. Makeup streaked down her cheeks from
her watery eyes and his cum glistened on her cheeks and chin. His anger
dissipated as his cock disappeared and he turned and walked away.

After she let the big dog out, Gina swiped at the dog's cum with the back
of her hand and licked it off. She smiled slyly to herself as she used her
fingertip to slowly sweep around her lips and gather up all the remaining
drops of Spike's cum and suck them in.

Gina loved her life these days and couldn't wait to see who was next.


Gina's shower -- Part 10

As Gina showered, she had no idea of what lurked in her neighborhood.

The past month had been Hell for Becky and Rachel. They'd been grounded
like never before. Each day they had to come home immediately after school
and do homework and chores, eat dinner and go to bed. That was it. They had
their cell phones taken away; they couldn't use the internet or even watch
TV. And it was all Rhonda's fault.

Rhonda had dropped her father's camcorder and blamed it on them. It was a
$2000 camera and he had every right to be angry, just not at them.

Becky stewed because she knew that Rhonda hadn't even been punished by her
father. He always treated her like his little princess and it annoyed
Becky. Now that Rhonda had blamed the broken camera on her and her sister,
she was really angry.

Bent on revenge, Becky had taken the last month to plot Rhonda's
payback. She had even been successful at convincing her mousy sister to
take part.

Becky's parents had planned a "date night" for themselves on Friday
night. Becky was determined to enact her plan that evening. She stole a
bottle of rum from her father's liquor cabinet and hid it in the barn out
back.

That Thursday at school, Becky pretended that everything was cool between
her and Rhonda. She wanted to make sure that Rhonda felt at ease, so she
laughed and joked with her all day.

Rhonda sighed a sigh of relief when Becky finally seemed to have gotten
over her anger. It had been a few weeks since the two had had a really
meaningful conversation and she was glad that Becky was finally back to
normal.

Becky could tell that her plan was progressing on schedule. She told Rhonda
that she and Rachel's grounding was ending on Friday and that they wanted
to celebrate. She made sure that Rhonda knew her parents would be gone for
the evening and that she could spend the night. Becky also made sure that
Rhonda knew she wanted to get drunk and had already stolen some rum from
her dad.

Rhonda seemed genuinely enthused at the idea and agreed to join them. This
thrilled Becky, the master manipulator. Becky made sure that Rhonda would
tell her father that she had plans with another girlfriend and two
boys. Becky knew that he'd like it if Rhonda actually went out on a `real'
date for a change. Becky knew that he never really liked her, so hearing
that Rhonda had plans that kept her away from her would be a good thing.

When Friday arrived, Becky made sure one more time that Rachel was
completely on board with her plan. She restated her intentions just for
clarification and made sure Rachel was okay with everything. She was, and
the pair headed off to school.

All day long the twins reassured each other whenever they passed each other
in the halls. They'd exchange quirky smiles or thumbs up or knowing
winks. Both girls grew more and more excited as the day finally drew to a
close.

Once the girls got home, Becky went through her checklist: rope, magic
markers, scissors, razor, shave cream, peanut butter, clothespins, candles,
matches, rum and coke. She put everything in a backpack and hid it in her
room.

The girl's tried to maintain their excitement and not seem too anxious to
get their parents to leave. They sat in the living room and tried to remain
calm as their parents readied themselves for their night out.

Becky whispered to Rachel, "I wish they'd hurry up and leave."

"I know," mouthed Rachel in response.

Becky slid over next to Rachel and the two snuggled on the couch. Becky
peeked over her shoulder to make sure the coast was clear and she nestled
her hand in Rachel's crotch.

Rachel jumped a little and took a quick glance over her shoulder to make
sure the coast was clear before widening her knees for her sister's hand.

Becky could feel Rachel's excitement through her panties as she cupped and
massaged her sister's pussy. She loved the feeling of her sister's coarse
pubic hairs through her panties on the palm of her hand. The friction of
rubbing her pubic mound always seemed to send Rachel over the edge very
quickly. At least it had for the past month while they were locked up
together.

Rachel tried to stay focused on the TV but it was increasingly more
difficult as Becky's had continued to cup and squeeze her vagina like
that. She couldn't help but get wetter.

Rachel slowly closed her eyes and moaned softly as her sister kept
squeezing her. Between the anticipation of the evening's upcoming events
and her sister's manipulations, Rachel was rapidly reaching new heights of
arousal.

Ever since they had been confined to home prison the past month, Rachel had
been brought to orgasm by Becky on many, many occasions. The first time
really freaked her out because Becky had been so aggressive about it.

Becky had never made her sister reciprocate and Rachel appreciated
that. Rachel didn't have the same desires like her sister, but she was a
little afraid of her and didn't want to make her angry so she made her self
available to her whenever she wanted.

Becky liked the feel of a nice warm pussy and her sister's was nearly
always that way. It didn't bother her a bit that Rachel was her twin
sister, she didn't really think of her like that anyway. The two were like
polar opposites. Becky was aggressive and Rachel was passive. Becky was
loud and obnoxious and Rachel was quiet and meek. Becky was athletic and
muscular and Rachel was soft and frail. Becky was intelligent and
headstrong and Rachel was dull and submissive.

So when Becky decided that she wanted to feel what another girl's pussy
felt like, it was an easy decision to use her sister first. She knew Rachel
would never say anything and she liked it like that.

Just before Becky brought Rachel to an unanticipated orgasm, their parents
appeared and announced they were leaving.

The girls leapt from the couch and hugged and kissed their parents goodbye.

The twin's parents didn't have a problem leaving the two teenage girls
alone for one night even after they had just come off their grounding. The
purpose of the grounding had nothing to do with partying or staying out
late so that rationale didn't apply.

As their parent's car circled out of the long driveway, Becky immediately
called Rhonda and announced that the coast was clear.

A few minutes later Rhonda was knocking on their back door.

Becky felt a deviant rush electrify her body as she scurried to the
door. She'd been planning her revenge for some time now and now that the
moment had finally arrived she was ecstatic.

Becky jerked the door open and excitedly greeted Rhonda with a hug and a,
"Wanna drink?"

Rhonda was a little surprised at the enthusiastic greeting and felt
compelled to accept the offer to have alcohol.

Becky strolled into the kitchen and poured three mildly spiked rum and
cokes. She remembered hearing her dad talk about how to get someone drunk
quickly by simply adding more and more alcohol the subsequent
drinks. "She'll never know what hit her," Becky smiled to herself.

"Here you go," Becky said as she passed out the drinks.

They all went into the family room and started to watch TV. Becky wanted to
make sure Rhonda had followed her instruction as to her whereabouts for the
evening so she asked, "So what'd you tell your dad about tonight?"

"Just what you told me to. I told him I was going on a double date."

Becky smiled slyly, phase one of her plan was complete. Rachel kept the
conversation light and funny and Becky encouraged Rhonda to keep drinking
and made her another drink.

It wasn't long before Rhonda was on her third rum and coke that was mixed
with almost half and half. By the time she finished her third drink in less
than an hour, she was really drunk.

Becky watched Rhonda's eyes gloss over and listened as she started to slur
her words. She poured her one more stiff drink and helped her sip it.

It wasn't long before Rhonda passed out. Becky just sat there for a moment
and let Rhonda sleep. She walked over and gently kicked her friend,
"Rhonda, you awake?"

When Rhonda didn't respond, Becky knew the time had come. She signaled to
her sister to help her and the two girls began to undress their friend. At
first they moved slowly and quietly but soon realized that Rhonda was out
cold and they could shake her and move her and she wouldn't wake up.

They stripped Rhonda nude and Becky took the magic marker and wrote: SLUT,
WHORE and CUNT on her chest and stomach. She drew bulls eyes around her
tits and gave her "black eyes". She turned her over and wrote on her back:
"Sperm Bank Make Deposits in Rear" with an arrow pointing down to her ass.

Becky's heart was racing. She couldn't believe how pliable Rhonda was. The
girl was absolutely out of it and she was just a human blob. Her plan was
going better than she had anticipated and her stomach was tied up in knots
as her mind flashed with deviant thoughts.

"Hand me the scissors," Becky told Rachel. She laid Rhonda on her back and
straddled her chest. She looked down at her beautiful friend, so peaceful
and sleeping. She stroked her soft blonde hair and gently splayed it out
around her head like she had been shocked. "Oh Rhonda," Becky began
sarcastically, "You're so beautiful."

Becky knew she was about to embark on uncharted territory and there would
be Hell to pay if she got caught but she didn't care. Over the past month
she had grown to virtually hate Rhonda and she was determined to make her
pay. She knew she could be grounded again and maybe worse, but it didn't
matter. She took hold of a clump of Rhonda's hair above her ear and clipped
it with the scissors. She continued to cut her hair above both ears so that
it was about a half inch long on both sides of her head.

Then she turned around. Her knees straddled Rhonda's chest and she pushed
her pussy over the drunken girl's face as she had Rachel hand her the shave
cream and razor. She proceeded to dry shave Rhonda's pussy until it was red
and bare. She cupped the girl's pussy in her hand and gave it a hard
squeeze, "Now isn't that better slut?" she mused.

"Next," Becky said as she extended her hand toward Rachel.

Rachel sat silently and just watched her sister defile their friend. She
handed Becky the clothespins and watched her sister put one on each of
Rhonda's nipples.

Rhonda moaned a little when the clothespins closed on her nipples but the
alcohol quickly nullified the pain and she passed out again.

Becky lit the candle and began to drip wax on Rhonda's tits and pussy. When
the girl didn't even move, she lost interest quickly and moved on to her
next act. She rolled the drunken girl onto her stomach and took the rope
and tied each wrist to the same ankle. It was a challenge to get the girl
in the proper position but eventually with the help of her sister they had
Rhonda's ass high in the air and her face and shoulders on the floor. Becky
spread peanut butter on Rhonda's ass and pussy before she called her dog.

"RANGER! Come!" Becky yelled.

Ranger responded and trotted to the family room.

"See what I have for you?" Becky urged as she patted Rhonda's bare white
ass.

Ranger walked up and sniffed. Like most dogs, he loved peanut butter and
proceeded to lick the sticky substance off the girl's ass and pussy. It
wasn't until he had completely cleaned the girl's privates that he realized
what lay underneath. If it hadn't been for his recent experience with
Skip's whore, he probably wouldn't have been familiar with the taste of
human girl pussy. But he was and it excited him. He continued to lap at the
tiny ever-moistening slit, forcing his powerful tongue deep inside the
small tight hole.

Ranger could tell there was something distinctly different between this
girl and Skip's whore. This girl's hole was so tiny and so tight. He
wondered if his raging hard on would fit.

The taste of the girl's slit was wonderful, way better than Skip's slut. He
couldn't wait any longer. He had to try and stick his cock inside this
girl. He mounted her and began to thrust his hips.

Becky was elated and her pussy reacted accordingly. This was the best part
of her revenge scheme and she'd waited a long time to see this happen. Her
heart raced with excitement and she could hardly catch her breath. She
could see that Ranger wasn't hitting Rhonda's virgin pussy and even though
the thought of touching her dog's flaming red cock disgusted her, she knew
that it was the only way to make Ranger fuck her friend. She grit her teeth
and reached under her thrusting dog and grabbed his thick knob. She guided
the dog's cock to the entrance of Rhonda's pussy and placed the tip between
her tiny folds.

Ranger pumped and pumped and pumped as Becky held his cock on Rhonda's
pussy. Deeper and deeper the thick red cock sank until Becky could finally
release it.

Ranger felt his cock slip past a tight ring inside the girl and he could
stroke more freely. A small blast of lubricant came from somewhere and felt
great. Her tight pussy squeezed his thick cock and begged for his cum.

Rhonda moaned. Her groggy mind screamed that something was wrong, but she
couldn't move. Her face was crushed to the floor and her pussy ached. She
wanted to scream but couldn't. She could only lie there and suffer.

Ranger wanted to drive his knob into the girl and lock them together, but
she was just too tight. Ranger settled for banging his round knob against
her firm pussy lips until he felt the need to cum.

The sensation of this girl's pussy was incredible and he needed a
release. He thrust and banged and squeezed his loin tightly. He wanted to
cum and he wanted to cum badly. With each stroke his need to cum
heightened. He felt like his cock was about to explode when he finally
tightened his groin and spewed his cum deep inside the girl's tight
pussy. The extra lubrication enabled him to stroke her for several more
minutes until he finally went soft.

Becky had captured the whole thing on her digital camcorder. She scurried
to her room and downloaded the film and made a copy on a DVD. She grabbed
the DVD and went back to the family room.

Rachel had just finished untying Rhonda and Becky helped her pick up their
drunken friend. They both noticed a sticky mixture of blood and dog cum
coated her pussy and thighs. They knew that Ranger had just popped her
cherry and Becky giggled at the thought.

Neither of them had a driver's license yet, but they both knew how to
drive. Becky grabbed the set of keys to her father's brand new convertible
Thunderbird as they dragged Rhonda and loaded her in the front seat, naked.

Becky and Rachel were winded as they climbed into the car, too. Becky
looked at her prize in the front seat next to her. Rhonda was naked, with
dirty words written on her with magic marker. Her hair was cut and
ruined. Her nipples still had clothespins on them and she had wax
dripping's still clinging to her skin. Becky smiled knowing that her dog
had just robbed Rhonda of her virginity and she had it all on the DVD she
clutched in her hand.

Becky drove them to Rhonda's house and they dragged her out of the car and
leaned her against her front door. While Rachel silently repositioned the
car down the street and out of sight, Becky placed the DVD over Rhonda's
cunt and positioned her hands like she was holding it. Then she rang the
doorbell and ran like Hell.


Gina's shower -- Part 11

Gina's mom, Lisa, strolled down the hallway toward Gina's room. Finding
Gina asleep at midmorning on a Saturday wasn't unusual, that's why she was
pleasantly surprised to see that Gina's bed was empty and she could hear
the shower running in the bathroom further down the hall. Lisa smiled
softly and tapped lightly on the bathroom door, "Gina?"

"Yes, mom?" Gina answered promptly.

"The groomer called and said Skip is ready to be picked up. Can you hurry
up and finish and go get him? We had a deal remember?" Lisa reminded.

"Yes, mom, I remember. I'll be out in a minute."

Gina finished her shower, got dressed, hopped in her convertible and headed
off to pick up Skip.

Lisa puttered around the kitchen, wiping down counters and putting away
dishes, all the while sinking deeper into her own mind. She reflected back
on how she'd "gotten to this place" in her life. She sighed deeply and
paused.

Her recent separation and impending divorce was taking its toll on the
attractive mother of two. She wished she had done more to keep her marriage
together but when her husband called her a tyrannical, sexless, dead fish,
she knew it was over. "Why would he say that?" she questioned herself. "I
mean, we have two kids" she muttered to herself in disbelief.

Now angered she picked up the phone and dialed her ex.

For the next fifteen minutes she calmly engaged in an adult conversation
and made her ex answer the question, "why". She wanted to know all the
details of "why" he would say that.

His answers provided her insight she'd never gotten before. She was aghast
that `he' or `men', in general, expected their partners to perform sex acts
the likes of what her husband just described.

Lisa took it upon herself to get confirmation from a number of sources, so
she called two girlfriends and two male friends from work. She queried them
all with the same set of questions and asked for frankness and honesty.

Long ago Gina had come home and dropped off Skip and then left. Lisa
invited the clean smelling, neatly trimmed dog into her bedroom where he
sat at the foot of her bed while she talked to her friends for the next
several hours. The conversations were indeed "frank and honest", so much so
that Lisa felt compelled to lock her bedroom door and pull the drapes to
her sliding glass door. She was feeling strangely "heated" and she didn't
know why.

When she finally hung up with her last caller, Lisa compiled the results of
her "study". As she tallied the results, it hit her. "This is what he was
talking about," she moaned. Suddenly she realized that it was her
analytical approach to life that had gotten her the label "tyrannical,
sexless, dead fish". She now knew EXACTLY what he meant.

In her whole life, Lisa had never masturbated, not even once. After she was
married she had given her husband ONE blowjob and that was it. She'd never
done anything sexual in public. She'd never tried anything "out of the
ordinary" and now because of it, her marriage was over. She felt depressed
and curled into a ball and wept.

Skip sensed his master's sadness and leapt onto the bed. He knew better,
but he figured her sadness outweighed his getting into trouble. He licked
the tears from Lisa's cheeks and she reached up to pet him as if to say
"thank you". Skip curled up next to her.

Lisa was amused by Skip's gesture and mustered up a smile. "You understand,
don't you," she whispered, knowing the dog didn't really understand.

Lisa laid there and thought and thought. Finally she concluded that the
only way to make things better was to change. She had to change herself if
she was to ever get out of this funk. "But how?" she asked herself, "How do
I change? What can I do differently now that I don't have a man around?"

That's when it hit her. When women don't have a man, they take care of
themselves.

Since Lisa had never "done anything" with herself, she really didn't know
"what" to do. Her rational side kicked in and she removed all her
clothes. As she lay there naked, she began to let her fingers roam her
skin, softly and slowly.

"Ohhhh," she cooed softly as tiny sensations danced throughout her
body. Lisa didn't know what to make of these unusual feelings. She'd never
experienced anything quite so enjoyable before.

With both hands she reached down to her knees and lightly dragged her
fingertips and nails along her skin leaving a wake of goose bumps
behind. As her fingers passed her hips, she felt the strangest surge flood
her loin. Her stomach tightened involuntarily as her fingers approached her
breasts. Up, up, up, her ribcage, Lisa inverted her hands and dragged her
nails alongside each breast. Her nipples hardened with a single touch and
she couldn't help but squeeze her thighs together.

Sensually she circled each nipple and gently tugged on them
simultaneously. Her loin reacted with tiny spasms with each tug.

Her body was covered in goose bumps and Lisa entered a mental place she'd
never been before. Her mind swooned with delicious thoughts of seduction
and sex. Her vagina grew warmer and warmer and begged to be squeezed. She
didn't even know she did it as her hand firmly cupped her pussy and gave it
a tight squeeze. It almost took her breath away as her loin released the
most pleasurable sensation she'd ever felt. Moisture coated her palm.

Lisa could feel her pussy swell as she squeezed herself over and over. Her
other hand squeezed her breast and tugged on her nipple. Something was
happening to her. Her body began to writhe and move on its own.

She didn't mean to, but when she accidentally slipped her middle finger
between her swollen labia, Lisa groaned loudly, "OOOOHHHHH". Her pussy was
soooo wet! She tried not to get too analytical, but she figured the last
time she had been that wet was when she was first dating.

Lisa's head rolled loosely from side-to-side as her excitement built. Her
legs kept squeezing together and falling apart. The palm of her hand was
mashing something at the top of her vagina and it was taking her breath
away. She couldn't stop touching herself. The more she rocked her middle
finger inside her vagina, the crazier the sensation. She felt like SHE was
going crazy. Her breathing became erratic and her hips began to buck
against her hand.

Something terrible was happening but she couldn't stop. Lisa pulled and
squeezed harder and more violently on her pussy. The sensation was building
and her mind said stop but her stomach said GO!

"Oh, oh, oh," Lisa panted. Her body out of control, she bucked and kicked
and tugged and squeezed. Something was about to happen and it was about to
happen SOON. She could feel the pressure in her loin and stomach build. It
felt like she was about to explode.

"OH, OH, OH," she grunted loudly, "OH...MY...GAWD! What's...happening!!"
she groaned. Lisa's eyes rolled around and her face suddenly stiffened and
winced as her fiery loin exploded, "OOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!"

Lisa panted and squirmed for what seemed an eternity as her orgasm slowly
began to subside. "Oh, oh my gawd. What happened?" she moaned as she
finally relaxed and stretched out on the bed.

Instinctively, Skip began to lick Lisa's orgasm coated palm. He cleaned her
hand well, making sure to get in between each finger.

Lisa was too spent to stop him. Besides, his tongue gave her a new
sensation that she'd never felt before, too. She lay there and let Skip do
his thing.

Skip's nostrils flared as he smelled the familiar scent of an excited human
female. "There's nothing like it" he said to himself. Seeing the naked
female next to him and smelling her obvious arousal, made him want to throw
caution to the wind and lick her juices from her swollen, reddened cunt,
but he was afraid. It was one thing to take advantage of a teenage girl,
but it was quite another to do that to an adult female.

Skip eyed the woman's glistening pubic area and talked himself into `one'
little lick. He scooted closer to her and then leaned over her leg and gave
her a quick lick.

Lisa sat up like she'd been hit by lightening, "SKIP! What are you doing?!"
She grabbed him by the hair on the top of his head and pushed him
away. "You're crazy! Don't do that again."

She laid back down and began to think about what had just happened. Skip's
tongue on her pussy sent the wildest sensation throughout her body and she
couldn't explain it. Her rational side determined it didn't NEED any
explanation because it was sick and perverted. But her newly found sensual
side actually liked it. Laying there in her current state of heightened
arousal made her try and overcome the "wrongness" of what happened.

She told herself that she probably hurt poor Skip when she pulled his hair,
too. Lisa used her "guilt" to allow Skip to lay his head on her hip while
she scratched and massaged his head. "Sorry Skip, I didn't mean to
overreact."

Skip's nose was inches from her vagina. He nuzzled his nose closer and
closer to the gooey promised land. As long as she didn't freak out, he was
determined to taste her sweetness again.

Lisa could feel Skip inching closer and closer to her vagina. On one hand,
she wanted to stop him, but on the other, she didn't. Her heart beat faster
and faster and she could feel her breathing become staccato-like. When she
felt Skip's cold nose brush her labia, she held her breath and stiffened.

When the woman didn't push him away, Skip knew he had her right where he
wanted. He pushed his nose to the bottom of her vagina and drove his strong
tongue deep inside her warm soft folds and licked upward with a powerful
stroke.

Lisa moaned loudly and her knees automatically spread apart. She squeezed
her eyes shut as if not seeing would mean it didn't happen.

Skip crawled over her leg and nuzzled in between her legs and began to lick
the woman's swollen cavity. He could tell by her moans and the way she
splayed her legs apart and lifted her hips, that she liked it.

Lisa covered her face with her arm and she bit her lip. Skip's powerful
tongue began at her anus and stroked upward across her soaked pussy and
swollen clit. The repetition made her mind race with insatiable thoughts of
deviant pleasure and delight. She couldn't believe what was happening but
it felt so incredibly good that she dare not stop it.

Her body was betraying her in ways she'd never thought possible. She knew
it was wrong but her loin was electrified by the crazy sensation of Skip's
coarse tongue on her most sensitive, private area. The pure deviance of
what was happening only added to the wild pleasure she was having.

Lisa could only raise her hips and reach under herself and grab her ass
cheeks and pull them apart to give Skip greater access to her
hypersensitive asshole. She could only moan and fight the reflex to clench
her buttocks each time Skip's tongue penetrated her most private spot.

She was quickly building toward a repeat of what had just happened to her
minutes before and there was nothing she could do about it. It was as if
Skip KNEW what he was doing and how he was making her feel. Lisa's mind was
so clouded with questions and fears and crazy erotic sensations that she
couldn't think straight. All she knew for sure was that her body was about
to explode again.

She strained to elevate her hips and spread her legs as wide as they would
go. Lisa was cumming and she didn't even know it. Her fingernails were
white as they grabbed handfuls of sweaty butt cheek and pulled them apart
as wide as they would go. She bore down on her loin and tried to fight the
feeling building deep inside.

It was wrong. What she was doing was wrong. She knew it. She tried to fight
it. But the more she tried, the worse it became. Her anus screamed with
delight each time Skip's dagger scraped across the tight button. Lisa knew
that if she allowed Skip to touch her pussy, it'd be over. The pressure in
the pit of her stomach was too much to bear.

Lisa lowered her hips just enough to allow Skip to lap her reddened
labia. When his long tongue finally dragged across her swollen, protruding
clitoris, Lisa exploded into orgasm.

"OOOOHHHHHHHH!!" she screamed as her pussy secreted what felt like gallons
of lubrication. Lisa convulsed and twitched on the bed for several minutes
while Skip continued to lap at her secretions.

Finally Lisa caught her breath and began to relax. Her eyes eventually came
into focus and the reality of what she'd done began to sink in. At first
she felt guilty and dirty. But as the minutes passed, she began to
rationalize that it wasn't that bad and besides, isn't this what her ex
wanted? Wasn't sexual experience and diversity the result of her informal
"study"? She hadn't hurt anyone. She hadn't done anything illegal had she?
It wasn't even her fault. It was the dog's fault. She tried to stop him,
didn't she? She told him `no' right?


Gina's shower -- Part 12

Gina sensed something. Deep in her gut she could tell something was
different about her mom. She seemed to have this "look" in her eye that
was^Åhow could she describe it? Devilish? Demonic? Sultry? Seductive?

She didn't know for sure, but she DID know that ever since she'd brought
Skip home from the groomer a couple of days ago, her mom had a strange look
in her eye. She seemed more relaxed, too. Gina couldn't put her finger on
it, but her gut told her something had changed.

"Oh well," she sighed to herself as she lay in bed staring at the ceiling,
"I guess if she wants to tell me, she will." Gina rolled over and fell
asleep.

The next morning Gina was awaken by Skip's cold nose prodding her lower
back. "Stop it, Skip!" she squealed. She got up and headed to the bathroom.

Gina showered quickly and wrapped herself in a towel. She quietly opened
the door to her bathroom and peeked around the corner. She listened for
sounds of her mother before tip-toeing back to her room. As she entered her
room, she purposely dropped her towel in the doorway. "Oops," she whispered
and raised her arms to falsely exclaim shock that she was naked in front of
Skip.

Skip got up and walked past the beautiful teen and slowly strolled down the
hallway to the main part of the house.

Gina was dismayed and disappointed. "Hmmph," she grunted as snobbishly as
she could. "Screw him then" she sneered as she got dressed.

While she applied her makeup, Gina began to fume. She'd NEVER been turned
down for sex before, not by ANYONE, "especially a DOG", she steamed. "What
the heck is up with him?!" she questioned.

Gina was so angry she grabbed her purse and slammed the door on her way
out. She had to take a walk and work out some of her anger. She just
couldn't believe that Skip had done that!!

Gina stomped down the street, her teeth gritted and her jaw stiff. She
didn't care if everyone in the world knew she was angry. She WAS angry!

For thirty minutes she stomped around her neighborhood until her anger
finally wore off. She realized that if this was the first time she'd been
turned down for sex, that that was pretty good considering how old she was.

Gina headed back to her house and quietly entered. She didn't want to
disturb her mom if she was still sleeping. Her poor mom had been stressed
out lately and probably needed all the sleep she could get.

Gina quietly walked to the kitchen to make some breakfast when she heard a
muffled noise from her mom's room. She paused for a second to
listen. Nothing. She thought her mom was awake, but maybe she was just
dreaming.

Gina began to make a bowl of cereal when she heard the muffled sound
again. She put down the bowl and moved closer to her mom's bedroom door.

"Mm," came the sound again.

"There it was again," Gina told herself. She couldn't tell if her mom was
awake or asleep. It kind of sounded like she was awake, but then again it
sounded like her face was in her pillow or something, which meant she was
probably dreaming.

Curious and nervous, Gina pressed her ear against the door to listen more
closely. As her ear touched the door, it slowly pushed the unlatched door
open.

"Mm, mm, mm," moaned Lisa.

Gina peered in through the slit and her eyes widened in disbelief!! Her mom
was bent over the bed and Skip was fucking her!!!

Gina gasped in shock. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were fixed like
saucers. She pushed open the door and stood there^Åwatching.

"Mm, mm, mm," Lisa grunted. Her face was buried in her pillow and she had
no idea her daughter was standing in the doorway, watching her being fucked
by the family dog. The dog's thick membrane repeatedly thrust in and out of
her swollen saucy vagina. Even though Lisa knew it was wrong it felt
awesome and she loved it.

In just a few short days, she had gone from letting Skip lick her pussy to
actually enjoying the feel of his cock in there. She wasn't sure how things
had degraded so quickly, but right at the moment, she didn't care
either. Skip was about to make her feel that wonderful sensation again and
that's all that mattered.

Gina, shocked and angry, could only stare. She knew that her mom didn't
know she was there, but Gina knew that Skip DID. Gina glared at Skip who
stared back at the girl as he pumped her mother. Gina interpreted Skip's
`look' as a "fuck you" look. It was as if he was saying, "See? I'd rather
fuck your mother than you, bitch."

Gina became infuriated. She wanted to scream. Her lover had passed her up
not sixty minutes ago and for what? "To fuck my mom?!!" she yelled in her
mind.

Gina crossed her arms and began to tap her foot. She was angry, even
angrier than before. This was ridiculous. She couldn't believe it. Her
lover just kept staring at her and thrusting his hips. He didn't care that
with each stroke, he was killing her! It was insane!

A question, comments, misgivings, anger, threats, arguments and voices all
cluttered Gina's mind and were making her crazy. She covered her ears with
her hands and squeezed her eyes shut to make it all go away!

When she opened her eyes, Skip was still fucking her mom and staring back
at her blankly. She'd had enough! "MOM!" she screamed at the top of her
lungs, "MOM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!"

Lisa bolted erect and knocked Skip backward. She tried in vain to cover
herself with a sheet. Her skin was ashen and she couldn't speak. What could
she say? How could she explain what she was doing? She'd been busted by her
daughter and there was no denying it.

"What the Hell are you doing, mom?!!" Gina scolded.

Lisa stood there, silent and in shock.

"Well?" Gina pressed, "What were you doing?"

Lisa began to weep. She couldn't speak. What could she say? Her world had
just come crashing down and in a matter of moments she went from an
orgasmic high to a depressive suicidal low.

"You're sick!" Gina sneered as she turned around and stomped back to her
room.

Lisa felt helpless and degraded. "Please," was all she could whisper
through quivering lips. She was ashamed beyond belief. How could she have
done that? How could she have allowed the family dog to have sex with her?
What had happened to her the past couple of days? Was this really the kind
of `change' she wanted?

Gina stopped in her tracks, but didn't turn around. "What did you say?"

Lisa, sickened and ashamed, felt a twinge of hope when Gina spoke to
her. She seized the moment and said, "Please. Please Gina, please forgive
me." The flood gates opened and Lisa begged her daughter for
forgiveness. She explained that she didn't know what had happened. She
couldn't explain why she did it. She blubbered out a story of how she
wanted to change but that things had gone terribly wrong.

Gina listened with her back turned. When her mom finally finished, she
asked, "Did you cum?"

Lisa was shocked and didn't know how to answer. She wasn't sure what her
daughter meant. "I don't understand, Gina, what do you mean?"

"Oh come on mom," Gina began sarcastically as she crossed her arms, "just
answer the question. Did you have an orgasm?"

Lisa was unsure.

Gina turned around to face her mother. She could tell by her mom's
embarrassment and the way her head hung low that she truly didn't
know. "Are you kidding me? You really don't know if you had an orgasm, do
you?" Gina laughed out loud and stared at her mother, "you're pathetic."

Lisa clutched the sheet to her chest and stared at the floor. She really
was a `dead fish'. "How sad is that" she said to herself, "I don't even
know what an orgasm feels like or if I've ever had one."

Gina marched up to her mom and stood directly in front of her. She grabbed
her chin and lifted her face and stared directly into her eyes and said,
"Well then, I guess we're gonna have to make sure you have one then, aren't
we?"

Gina snatched the sheet from her mother's clutches.

Lisa gasped and tried to cover herself.

"Uh-uh," Gina said as she wagged her finger in front of her mother's face
signaling `no'.

Lisa didn't know what to do. For her whole life she'd tried very hard to
not expose herself around her children and now she was being forced to
stand naked in front of her daughter. It was humiliating and
embarrassing. She lowered her arms and tried to look away. It was just too
embarrassing to have to see her daughter look at her nakedness.

Gina jerked her mother's jaw forcefully and growled, "Look at me when I
talk to you."

Ashamedly Lisa brought her eyes up and looked into Gina's. She saw such
anger in daughter's darkened eyes, it kind of scared her. Her skin rippled
with goose bumps, partly from the early morning chill and partly from the
fear she felt. Her mind was too cluttered to tell her that her nipples were
like rocks and that her vagina was still oozing. None of that seemed
important as she stood, naked and helpless in front of her angry teenage
daughter.

Gina grabbed her mother's upper arm and took a half step back to see her
better. "You know, you're not half bad for woman your age, mom. I can see
why Skip wanted you." Gina reached up and tugged on her mother's hardened
nipples one after the other.

Lisa winced and wanted to cover herself. Her mind was awash with questions,
fear, anxiety, embarrassment and humiliation. She couldn't think
straight. None of what was happening seemed real. She couldn't look at her
daughter as Gina eyed her up and down with this evil grin on her face. This
was some sort of bad nightmare, right? This wasn't really happening, was
it?

"I'll tell you what, mom," Gina began as she guided her hapless mother back
into her bedroom, "I want you to finish what you started."

Lisa was so confused. What did Gina mean?

"Get on your hands and knees," Gina ordered as she pushed her mother to the
side of her bed.

Lisa was numb, mentally AND physically. She was on autopilot. She felt like
a zombie. All she could do was what her daughter told her. She knelt by her
bed and got on her hands and knees. Her large soft breasts hung down
between her arms like large water balloons. She was so humiliated. She
hoped Gina couldn't see her privates. She felt so exposed.

"SKIP!" Gina yelled.

Skip trotted down the hallway and into Lisa's room. He saw Lisa ready to be
mounted but waited for the command.

Lisa's mind was blank. Not a thought ran through it. She stared at the
floor and knelt there motionless, unclear about what was about to happen.

Gina pet Skip's head, pointed to her mom's buttocks and said, "Skip,
mount."

Skip lunged forward and placed his front paws alongside Lisa's
hips. Instinctively he started thrusting his hips. His boner hadn't yet
protruded from its sheath, so Gina reached down and grabbed his cock. It
wasn't long before Skip had a raging hardon.

Gina guided the dog's swollen red cock up to her mother's cunt. Gina could
tell that her mother wasn't lubricated, probably because of the
embarrassment, but she didn't care. She held the tip of Skip's dick against
her vagina until a strong thrust forced it inside.

Lisa groaned at the unwanted intrusion and reacted accordingly. A tear
rolled down her cheek as the reality of the situation kicked in.

The warmth of the woman's cunt on his dick caused Skip to thrust even
harder. He loved the feeling of a hot human cunt.

Lisa could only groan as the dogs' thick cock banged inside her. His paws
scratched her hips as his back arched. With each powerful stroke, Lisa's
pussy moistened more and more. She couldn't help it and she couldn't
explain it. It just happened.

Gina, felt in total control and loved it. She leaned down and whispered in
her mother's ear, "It feels good doesn't it? You like the way it feels
don't you, mother?"

Lisa wanted to shake her head `no', but she couldn't. She DID like it, but
felt too horribly guilty to admit it.

Skip kept up the pace. He loved fucking human pussy and he loved the
feeling of pounding human buttocks. He especially loved hearing them grunt
with pleasure, the way this woman was right now. It just made him want to
do it even more.

Gina could tell her mother liked it, even though she didn't admit it. But
that was going to change. Again she leaned in and whispered in her mother's
ear, "Say it, mom. Say you like it. Come on, it's okay, say it."

Lisa panted and tried to bite her lower lip. Her body betrayed her again in
a way she'd never thought possible. Juices flowed from her loin like never
before. Her pussy was electrified. None of this could be real, but it WAS!
She was being fucked by the family dog and her daughter was watching! Worse
yet, her daughter wanted her to have an orgasm! No, her daughter INSISTED
she have an orgasm!

Lisa's stomach tightened. The sensations she felt, the situation she was in
and everything was surreal. All she knew for sure was that her pussy was on
fire and she needed that `release'. Each time Skip banged against her ass,
her tits reverberated in response. Those shock waves settled in her loin
and continued to build. The pressure became unbearable.

Gina pressed, "Say it, mom. Say it out loud. Tell us you like being fucked
by Skip. Tell Skip you love it. TELL HIM, MOM! TELL HIM, NOW!"

"Oh gawd," Lisa moaned. She was about to admit something out loud that
she'd never, ever thought she'd say in her life. But with everything that
was happening, she couldn't help herself. She blurted out, "Yes, oh yes, I
do love it! I love being fucked by Skip. He feels so good!"

"Tell HIM, mom. Tell Skip you love HIM," Gina insisted.

"Oh Skip," Lisa moaned, her insides about to explode, "I love being fucked
by you. Fuck me, Skip, FUCK ME!"

Hearing her own words was too much to bear. Her loin exploded in orgasm and
she spewed cum down both her legs. Reactively, Lisa bucked her hips against
Skip's cock as she moaned and groaned while her pussy twitched and
convulsed.

"That's good, mom," Gina cooed as she watched her mother orgasm, "Let it
out, let it all out."

Skip knew his work was done and he let go, too. His cum shot deep inside
Lisa's warm cunt and leaked down her thighs.

Lisa was in a new place mentally. She felt like she had watched the whole
scene from somewhere else, kind of like an out of body experience. None of
it seemed real, but if it wasn't, she wanted it to be. Now she knew what a
true orgasm felt like and she wanted to feel it again.

But as she lay there recovering, her senses returned. Suddenly Lisa felt
overwhelming guilt and remorse. Her stomach felt nauseous and she wanted to
vomit.

As her mind cleared, she realized she'd just had sex with the family dog in
front of her own daughter. A sick emptiness swept over her and she felt
faint.

Gina could see her mother's intense sexual release was giving way to guilt
and remorse. She leaned in to her mom and whispered into her ear, "Mom?"
she purred seductively with a slight tone of control, "You don't want me to
tell anyone about this, do you?"

Lisa heart stopped. She froze like a statue, afraid to move, afraid to show
emotion, afraid to do anything that would upset her daughter. She didn't
know how to answer the question. Her mind was so confused. What did Gina
mean? Was she threatening her?

"Well mother? Would you like me tell all our friends and neighbors and your
co-workers and dad that you just fucked Skip? Or better yet, should I tell
them that you begged Skip to fuck you?"

Lisa's mind raced with more questions than answers. She drew her arms tight
to her sides and curled up on the floor. Her eyes welled up with tears when
she realized what she'd done. Gina demanded an answer. Lisa began to
blubber and sob. She knew she was in deep shit and there was nothing she
could do about it.

Lisa questioned whether Gina would actually tell anyone. She was her
daughter, "she wouldn't do that, would she?" Lisa wondered.

When she felt a sharp sting on her buttock from Gina's hand, Lisa KNEW Gina
meant business. "PLEASE, Gina. Please don't tell anyone, PLEASE!" Lisa
pleaded.

Gina smiled a sly smile and stood over her mom in a dominant stance and
position. "Then you'll do EXACTLY what I say, do you understand mother?"

Lisa's lip quivered. She was terrified of Gina. She looked so overbearing,
so scary. This was a side of her quiet, unassuming daughter that she never
knew existed and it frightened her. She answered, "Y-yes, I understand."



Gina's shower -- Part 13

Sitting on her bed alone, Lisa pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped
her arms around them. She stared at the wall and reflected upon the past
week. She couldn't believe how much her life had changed in a few short
days. Her once wonderful daughter Gina had turned on her in the most
outrageous manner imaginable and Lisa had no idea how to correct things.

From the moment Gina forced Lisa to have an orgasm at the behest of Skip,
Lisa was under her control. Lisa recalled pleading with Gina not to tell
anyone and how her pleas fell on deaf ears.

The first thing Gina did was force Lisa to give up all her credit cards
except one. She allowed Lisa one card and that was only for emergencies or
maybe gas.

Lisa winced when she remembered Gina bought an expensive video camera with
her credit card and then filmed her and Skip having sex in the backyard. A
tear rolled down her cheek as she bit her lower lip and cursed herself for
being so stupid. "Why did I allow her to do that!" Lisa screamed in her
mind, "I'm a fucking idiot!"

It was sick how Gina literally made a big production out of it, too. She
kept yelling, "Cut" and "Action" as she sat in a Directors chair. She had
lights and she kept wanting to zoom in for close ups. The worst part was
how Gina kept making Lisa `act' like a porn star. She made her moan and
groan and rub her own tits and bite her lip while she begged Skip to fuck
her harder and harder.

The most disturbing part for Lisa was that in the end, she actually had a
REAL orgasm on camera. None of it was fictitious and that really bothered
her.

Up until then it had been bad enough that Gina merely threatened to "tell"
people, but now she had video evidence to back up her accusations. Lisa
pulled her own hair and slapped herself for being so stupid.

Lisa cringed as she recalled the latest happenings. Gina was dictating
things for her to wear and none of them fit properly and they all looked
terrible. At work she was getting horrible looks from her co-workers and it
was understandable. Lisa had always been known as a conservative
dresser. Let's face it, she had to be, she was a successful account
executive for a very famous advertising company. It was important that she
present a professional appearance, especially during presentations to
clients.

Lisa's bedroom door, which was to remain unlocked and partially open at all
times (according to Gina), swung open and some clothes flew in. "Mom, here
are your clothes for today. Put them on and wear them to work." Gina said
flatly.

Lisa's mouth dropped open in disbelief. There was no way she could fit into
those things and there was NO WAY she could wear them to work. Her heart
began to race and she wanted to protest, but instead she cleared her throat
and softly said, "But honey, I won't fit into those."

"Fine," Gina said as she turned her back, "That's fine. I'll just go with
you to work and tell a few people about what you did. Or better yet, what
do you say I bring along a few copies of your DVD with Skip?"

Lisa gasped. She knew Gina was serious, so she grabbed the tiny black
plastic mini skirt and white cotton crop top and began to undress. She
stared at the two items for what seemed an eternity before she shimmied
into the tight miniskirt. She barely pulled it over her panties when she
heard Gina say, "Did I give you panties to wear?"

Lisa blushed in total embarrassment. Things had just gone from bad to
worse. She reluctantly pushed the miniskirt down and took a deep breath
before she pushed her panties to the ground, too.

Admittedly, the mini skirt did fit a tiny bit better without panties, but
not much. "Oh my God," Lisa moaned, "it's so short!"

"No bra, either," Gina directed.

"Oh no, PLEASE, Gina, PLEASE! I must wear a bra, PLEASE!"

"Nope," Gina said as she wagged her index finger `no'.

Lisa unfastened her bra and her large breasts sprung from their confines
and hung shapely on her chest. She rubbed them briefly and massaged the
indentations in her skin left from the heavy wire supported bra. She pulled
on the crop top and glanced at herself in the mirror. "Oh my GOD," she
groaned loudly. She could see the bottom edge of her breasts under the
blouse. As she turned to get a look at her backside, she gasped again when
she realized the hem barely covered her bottom.

Without thinking, Lisa began to protest. She made a case for not wearing
the outfit and made sure Gina knew she had a very important presentation to
make that day and if she wore something so outrageous she may even get
fired!

Her mother's resistance only angered Gina. "I wasn't going to make you wear
this," she said as she reached in a paper bag, "but since you're making
such a big deal about your outfit, you WILL."

Gina handed Lisa a dog collar. The thin black leather collar had a lone,
heart shaped charm dangling from it. On one side it read: "I luv dogs" and
on the other it read: "If found call: 443-825-3647" which translated means
"4 I fuck dogs". Gina reveled in her deviousness.

Lisa felt weak as she turned to face the full length mirror and manipulate
the collar around her neck. "Oh gawd," she moaned softely when she saw the
bottom edge of her nipples begin to show when she raised her arms. The tiny
top was way too short. What if she needed to brush her hair or scratch her
head? Lisa was filled with regret and fear. How would she ever be able to
go to work looking like this?

Gina had a plan. She told her mom, "Meet me for lunch today at 11 and plan
on taking the rest of the day off." Gina knew her mom was wealthy enough to
retire today and it wouldn't matter if she stopped working and never went
back. So to ask her to take a half day off was nothing in the big picture
of life. A warm rush flooded her pussy. Exercising such control was a rush
and Gina loved it.

Lisa pleaded with Gina to let her stay at work. She told her about her
meeting and that it would be very hard for her to just get up and walk
out. Lisa was torn by the sudden request. On one hand, she didn't want to
go to work at all dressed as she was, but her sense of duty insisted that
she do her job, despite the uncomfortable circumstances. She was between a
rock and a hard place and she didn't like it.

In the end, Lisa knew she didn't have a choice. She agreed to meet her
daughter in the lobby of her building at 11.

As the time approached 11, Gina waited in the lobby of her mom's
building. When one of the elevator doors opened and Gina saw her mom step
out, she waved to her.

Lisa's black stiletto heals clicked and clacked on the tile floor, which
caused heads to turn and locate the source. Gina smiled greedily as she
took in the whole scene. She loved seeing men and women stare at her
scantily clad mother as she sashayed through the lobby. "I bet she doesn't
even know how good she looks right now," Gina said to herself as she
watched her mother.

Lisa's sizable breasts swung and bounced easily under the tiny top and to
everyone present it was quite a sight. There was no denying that she was
braless and panty-less. The friction from the cotton top on her sensitive
nipples caused them to harden and protrude through the thin material and
added unnecessary confirmation that she was braless. Even though she was
still uncomfortable with her outfit, Lisa had become somewhat used to it.

Gina greeted her mom with a loud, cheery, "Hi mom! Wow, don't you look
slutty today!"

Lisa turned red and whispered, "Why do you insist on humiliating me, Gina?"

Gina just laughed and attached a leash to her mom's collar. "Follow me,
whore," Gina sternly ordered.

Lisa's heart began to race. She was humiliated beyond belief. What if
someone she knew saw her? "Oh my gawd," she moaned softly as she fought
back the urge to cry. When she felt the leash go taught and jerk on her
neck, Lisa reluctantly began to walk behind her daughter.

"Please, Gina," Lisa quietly pleaded, "Please Gina, please don't do
this. Not here, please!"

Gina just kept walking out the front door with her mother in tow. Down the
front steps she led her to the street and her awaiting car.

Lisa was shocked when she saw two young girls sitting in Gina's car. The
girl in back was videotaping them. "Gina!" cried Lisa as she froze in mid
step, "there are girls in your car! You promised not to tell anyone!"

Lisa's heart sank; she knew she was in real trouble now. If what she
suspected was true and Gina had told someone, her life as she knew it was
over.

Gina tugged on her leash and shrugged, "Sorry mom, this was just too good
to keep to myself."

Gina opened the car door and told her mother to get in.

The one girl scooted over and insisted Lisa sit next to her in the back
seat and the other girl followed her in and forced Lisa to sit between
them.

"Mom," began Gina, "this is Becky and Rachael. They're, how shall I say,
acquaintances of mine."

Becky and Rachael confronted Gina and attempted to rekindle the old blackmail scheme. When Gina told them about
her mother and offered to let them in on it, it was an opportunity the
twins couldn't pass up.

Becky looked at Gina and said, "You said she'd do whatever we want, right?"

"She'd better," Gina replied as she started the car and began to drive off.

Lisa begged Gina, "Gina, please! What are you doing? We had a deal! Please,
you promised."

Gina kept driving and ignored her mother.

"Let's go to Pet World," suggested Becky.

Becky leaned in and crushed Lisa between her and her sister. She reached up
and gently stroked the bottom of Lisa's breast since it hung nicely under
the tiny, tight top.

"Please don't do that," snapped Lisa, as she pushed away Becky's
hand. "She's insane if she thinks I'm going to let her touch me," Lisa
complained in her mind. Lisa was angry at Gina. She'd been betrayed by her
twice now. It wasn't bad enough that she had her acting like a slave, but
now she'd told two girls, too.

When Lisa pushed away her hand it angered Becky and she reacted
immediately. She grabbed Lisa by the back of her hair and jerked her head
backward. She leaned over her face and growled, "Listen bitch, I'll do
whatever the hell I want and you'll like it! Got it, cunt?!"

Lisa was startled at how aggressive and strong this girl was. She was
trapped and outnumbered. She wanted to fight back but feared the
worse. Lisa prided herself on how good she looked and worried what these
two girls might do if she fought back. She thought twice and tried to
defuse the situation, "Sorry," she said.

All the way to Pet World the two girls molested Lisa. They fingered her and
grabbed her breasts, they lifted her top and exposed her to passersby, they
sucked her tits while people watched and they basically did whatever they
could to humiliate and degrade her.

Gina parked and the girls got out. Becky tugged on Lisa's leash and urged
her to get out and follow them.

Lisa was petrified. She just couldn't go in there dressed the way she was
and attached to a lead. "Please! Please don't make me go in there like
this! What if I see someone I know in there? What will people think? Can we
please at least take the leash off? Please?" she begged and pleaded.

"Get out, bitch," Becky ordered with a firm jerk on the leash.

Reluctantly Lisa slid out of the car. She glanced around the parking lot to
see who might see her. Her heart beat wildly in her chest as her anxiety
built. Her legs were shaky as she staggered in her stiletto heels toward
the entrance.

Once inside, employees stared in disbelief. They couldn't believe that an
older woman was being paraded around in clothes like that, but worse yet
she was on a leash! It was disgusting and exciting at the same time.

Becky moved in behind Lisa and took a short hold on the lead. "Keep
walking," she whispered in her left ear as she slid her right hand under
Lisa's buttocks. She groped and fondled her ass as they strolled the aisles
in route to the dog kennel.

Lisa was so uncomfortable she wanted to cry. She couldn't believe she was
in the position she was. She hated that she had allowed herself to have sex
with the family dog. She hated that her own daughter was blackmailing her
and had told two girls. She hated being forced to wear such revealing
clothes. She hated being walked around on a leash like a dog. She hated
that this young girl could fondle her or touch her or make her do things
that she didn't want to.

Lisa squirmed as the girls hand and fingers worked their way closer and
closer to her anus. She wanted to cry out, but bit her lower lip
instead. She didn't want to draw unnecessary attention to her predicament,
so she did her best to `not react' to the girls unwanted intrusion. Lisa
quietly gasped and stiffened when she felt the girls finger press inside
her anus. "Oh my gawd," she moaned to herself as she tried to tighten her
buttocks and squeeze the girls hand out.

Becky loved having such deviant control over an older woman, a woman old
enough to be her mother. She loved seeing how the woman reacted when she
pressed her finger in her ass. When she didn't protest, Becky knew that she
liked it. As they continued to head to the back of the store, she kept
fingering the woman's ass. A mixture of sweat, anal moisture and probably
pussy ooze lubricated her fingers and hand and made finger fucking her ass
a breeze.

It didn't make sense to Lisa. Her inner thighs were getting more and more
slippery. The girls hand and fingers had done something to her. She closed
her eyes briefly and sighed deeply as she tried to fight the sensations
taking over her body. Something terrible was happening to her and she
couldn't fight it. Her stomach tightened and her anus twitched each time
the girl moved her finger. It was as if her ass didn't want to let go of
the girls' finger. She could feel her anus tighten whenever the girl tried
to withdraw her finger. Then when she'd press it back in, Lisa moaned
softly as if encouraging her to press it in as deeply as she could.

None of it made sense. This wasn't what Lisa wanted. She didn't want the
girl to finger her ass in a pet store with patrons and employees
watching. She didn't, truly she didn't. But her body was telling her
something completely different.

Becky pushed Lisa face front into the front of a dog kennel for an adult
collie. She leaned into Lisa's back and whispered for her to reach up and
grab the chain link fence.

Lisa moaned. Her body was electrified as she was forcefully pressed against
the metal mesh. Her fingers curled into the wire fence and tightened. The
cold steel waffle framework crisscrossed her cheekbone when the girl
grabbed her hair and wrenched her face against the cage.

Becky used her body to press Lisa's pelvis against the cage and she used
her free hand to lift her skirt in the front.

Lisa was helpless. She weakly tried to beg them to stop, but her mind was
clouded with contradictory information.

The collie stood up and sniffed at Lisa's heated pussy. Her pubic hair
poked through the chain link fence and tickled the dog's nose. He lapped at
the woman's glistening mound and tasted hot human pussy for the first
time. He liked it and continued.

Lisa's knees grew weak. She was entering a place she shouldn't be. She knew
it, but what could she do about it. The girl was so strong.

"Good doggy," Becky whispered as she pressed even harder against the
woman's back. She started to rub Lisa's ass again and eventually worked her
finger past the tight clenches of her buttocks and began to finger her. She
could tell by Lisa's soft moans and groans that despite her outward
resistance, deep down she really liked it.

Lisa was trapped. She tried to squirm away from the dog's tongue and the
girls' finger in her ass, but her movement only seemed to heighten the
sensations. She began to pant as her thighs and anus became lubricated with
dog saliva and pussy juice. It was insane!

Lisa's eyes began to roll around her head as her heart rate
intensified. Her breathing became short and erratic. The dog's coarse
tongue scraped over her hypersensitive clit and she knew what that would
lead too. Her knees grew weak and she tried desperately to stop the
impending build up deep inside her loin.

"Oh no," Lisa moaned weakly as the accumulation of sensations began taking
their toll. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to an orgasm
and she couldn't stop it. Her grip tightened on the chain link fence and
her knuckles turned white. Her panting made her mouth dry as she ground her
hips against the cage and the dog's tongue.

She could feel her anus squeeze the girls' fingers and her buttocks clench
her hand. Lisa was about to cum and she couldn't stop it.

"Oh," Lisa moaned, "oh, oh," she panted uncontrollably. "Oh no," she
groaned as her hips pressed against the fence, "oh no, please, not here,
PLEASE!" Lisa felt her skirt being raised by Gina to expose her ass
completely. Although she didn't know for sure, Lisa was almost positive she
did that so patrons and employees could watch. The thought of being forced
to have an orgasm at the hand of a stranger and a dog was almost more than
she could bear. But then again, Lisa could not deny the absolutely
fantastic sensation of how good an orgasm felt. She loved the feeling of
`release' when she came. She loved how her insides seemed to pour out in
rhythmic spasms of electricity that manifested themselves in a luxurious
burst of bodily fluids.

Her internal battle between good and evil was being won by evil. Lisa knew
she was about to cum and she knew everyone was going to watch. "OH GAWD,"
she groaned loudly as the pressure reached its peak.

Everyone could see the woman's bare ass and firm, long legs tighten and
flex as she groaned and moaned and pressed against the cage. Her legs were
spread just enough that they could see the dogs tongue flick under her
pussy and ass as the teenage girl pumped two fingers deep in her tight
hole.

Eyes were wide with disbelief as the older woman came and convulsed against
the cage.

As Lisa's orgasm began to subside, shame overwhelmed her. She knew she'd
just done something awful and she wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

Becky spun the woman around and pressed her back against the cage. Still
holding the spent woman by the hair, she leaned against her and rubbed her
dirty, cum coated fingers under Lisa's nose. "Clean my fingers, bitch,"
Becky insisted, "clean `em good."

She forced her fingers into Lisa's mouth and made her suck on them.

Lisa had never tasted her own juices before and at first was repulsed by
the pungent odor and tangy taste. But as she worked her tongue around the
girls' fingers she actually found her own flavor rather pleasant. Lisa knew
she had just crossed into some strange new place and she wasn't sure what
the future held.


Gina's shower -- Part 14


Before Gina left Pet World a short frumpy looking woman handed her a note
and whispered, "Call me."

Later that day, as Gina wiped herself down after a wonderful, hot shower
she contemplated on whether she should call the woman. "I wonder what she
wants?," Gina asked herself. She was so mysterious and secretive sounding,
Gina's curiosity was peaked. She wrapped herself in a towel and dialed the
phone.

For the next hour Gina talked with the strange woman and was intrigued by
her suggestion. By the way the woman spoke Gina would have never guessed
she was a vet.

She told Gina that she saw what Becky had done to her "pet" in the pet
store and that she thought Lisa would be an excellent candidate for some
experimental research she was conducting. She was hoping Gina would agree
to bring her to her kennel so she could check her out for suitability.

The idea really excited Gina and it was all she could do to contain her
enthusiasm as she made her mom dress and get ready.

Lisa hated wearing tiny crop tops and miniskirts, but she knew she didn't
have a choice. It still bothered her that Gina had involved the two twins,
but again, what could she do about it? When Gina clipped on her leash and
said, "Let's go," Lisa was more than happy to sit in the safety of her
daughter's vehicle rather than be paraded around the neighborhood.

Not much was said as the two drove out to the country. Lisa was too nervous
to speak and Gina was too excited.

As the paved road turned to gravel, the two women sat silently and took in
the scenery. The road was lined by evenly spaced trees and was encompassed
by wire fenced grassy pastures on both sides.

Minutes later Gina turned her car down a long driveway and passed a sign
that read: "Carter's Kennel and Boarding".

Lisa felt uneasy. "W-what are we doing here?" she sheepishly asked Gina.

"You'll see."

Gina parked and got out. She hurried around the other side of the car and
opened the door for her mother. She grabbed the end of her leash and gave
it a tug. "Come on, get out."

With a reddened face, Lisa eased herself out of the car and tried not to
show too much in the process.

A hard looking middle-aged woman approached. Her dirty, baggy blue jeans
and lumberjack flannel shirt covered her frumpy frame. She pulled off a
leather glove and extended her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Mandy, we spoke
on the phone. I'm glad you could make it." She tilted her head to peer
around Gina and stare at Lisa.


Gina shook her hand and said, "I'm Gina and this is my mom. Her name is
Lisa, but we'll discuss what you can call her later."

Lisa's mouth was dry and she felt like passing out. All the blood sank to
her feet and she felt naked and helpless. It was so humiliating, but what
could she do?

"That's your MOM? Dang, she's good lookin' ain't she?" said the woman with
sly smile. She eyed Lisa up and down as if evaluating stock. She ambled
over next to her and placed her rough palm on her shoulder and gave it a
hard squeeze. Then she slid her hand down her back, poking and prodding her
soft skin.

"Not bad," the woman kept repeating as she circled Lisa. "How much you want
for her?"

"She's not for sale...yet," smiled Gina.

Lisa was shocked. They were talking about her like she wasn't even
there. She felt like a piece of meat, like some animal. It was degrading.

"Can we see your boarding and breeding accommodations?" Gina asked.

"Sure, follow me," Mandy answered as she turned and guided the two on a
quick tour. They walked through a huge barn with dog kennels on both
sides. Yelping and barking echoed throughout and made for a noisy
environment. Well worn, dirty, straw covered wooden floors were no place
for stiletto heels, but was Lisa to do?

A half hour later, they entered a small building next to the barn. The trio
walked into what appeared to be a veterinary clinic. Clean white walls and
tiled floors encased a small exam room. A large stainless steel exam table
sat in the middle of the room.

"Want me to give her a quick check?" asked Mandy.

"Sure," said Gina and she handed Mandy the leash.

With a quick jerk on the leash, Mandy ordered, "Okay, bitch, up on the
table on all fours."

Lisa was mortified. She couldn't move.

"Let's GO!" Mandy snapped as she tapped the table and then slapped her ass.

Lisa's mouth hung open in disbelief as her eyes pleaded with
Gina. Reluctantly she slowly crawled onto the table on her hands and
knees. She felt like crying. It was so humiliating. She was so exposed. Her
breasts hung beneath her and the top did nothing to cover them. She knew
her pussy and ass must have been clearly visible too, since the skirt was
so short. She couldn't believe what was happening. She wanted to protest
but couldn't. Her mind clouded with confusion.

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