Daddy's Little Girl

Chapter 6

The voluptuous young pre-teen stirred restlessly on her rumpled bed, consumed by emotion. Her frazzled nerve endings were only gradually being renewed. Still gibbering dumbly from the fantastic shattering climax her own dog had given her, her mind seemed to have split into a dozen pieces, moved off into space, and was only very gradually pulling itself back together again.

Her long-lashed blue eyes fluttered open and fought to rejoin her pretty blonde head. Strange odors, more musky than anything else, wafted through her nostrils, causing her brow to wrinkle slightly as though deep in concentrated thought. Her tongue circled her lips, catching a slight pungency of sticky moisture.

She looked down and could see the twin peaks of her irregularly heaving breasts lying in wide-set unrest between her eyes and the rest of her well-proportioned young body. Her legs were spread far apart as if in invitation to some phantom lover standing at the foot of the bed.

Had it been real, that starkly vivid dream – a dream of something so immoral that she could now barely let herself even think of it?

The vividness of it flickered across her sex-debauched mind, though, as if she were watching a slightly out-of-focus television screen. Her body ached terribly. There, in her vision, was her beloved German shepherd Brute, big and powerful and shaggy, his muscular haunches working furiously over her as he committed an act so obscene that one scarcely dared give it a name. That she had had dreams and thoughts about her father was one thing – he was after all a man, a human being. But to have a dream like that about Brute was a scandal too severe to be faced for longer than a single instant. If she ever considered fornicating with her father, it was a crime against the family and their community that would probably never be achieved anyway; but to think of having sex with Brute was a crime against God Himself.

Or was it? She rubbed her thighs smoothly together and sighed. She felt so deliciously relaxed. Whatever had happened to her in her marvelous dream, it had certainly been heavenly. Carefully, caressingly, June smoothed her hands around over her sensitive young breasts, touching them guardedly in gentle exploration. Ooooh, she moaned, they were tender. She squeezed them and gave a little gasp of delight as her taut pink nipples oozed up between her spread-open fingers, towering lewdly above the milk-white mounds.

Her hands explored further, coursing their way down over her fluttering stomach to her still open thighs. She groaned again as her fingers tenderly touched the slight bruises lining the soft wet edges of her vagina. What had made that?

Surely not Brute's penis, as in her fantastic dream? But it had felt so smoothly satisfying in the dream, not brutal at all as she'd expected a penis to feel.

Her fingers probed carefully around the tiny sensitive opening to her vagina, becoming moist from the warm sticky liquid that oozed viscously from it, wetting the split of her buttocks and the bed beneath.

Something had happened. She wouldn't have had all that wetness around the edges of her cunt otherwise.

And then she saw him! Curled up in a ball on the rug by the foot of her bed.

And something in his deep brown eyes was so fraught with longing and adoration of her that she couldn't deny him!

"Brute – oh darling… then it really did happen… I remember now… I remember everything… darling… oh, Brute… what shall we do?"

The twelve year old ex-virgin looked down at her pet's wistful brown eyes, resting so thoughtfully within that handsome canine face, which in turn lay so sadly on his forepaws before him. What was he thinking? Had she been good for him? Did he really love her? Her pussy began to itch. Would he want to do it again? All these thoughts broke headlong through the young girl's mind with a maximum of confusion. But from all of it emerged a single, all-important consideration – and that was that Brute had been better for her than any other single experience or combination of experiences she had ever enjoyed. His mind-fusing penis twisting and slipping inside of her vagina had been purest, shattering ecstasy. His long thick tongue on her breasts and lapping wetly up the flanges of her burning young cunt had been an experience well worth dying for.

And was it so wrong? Hadn't he saved her from hideous cousin Ronald, who would have merely used her and cast her aside? No, Brute's devotion was more true than any human male's could have been, that was for certain. He didn't want merely her flesh – he worshipped her. With them it was love, not mere sex as it would have been with Ronald in the park. She realized now that she had loved Brute ever since he was a darling little puppy. Just because they were now going to have sex mingled with everything as well didn't change anything between them.

"Come up here, darling," she murmured sweetly, her pale young face glowing, cheeks all rosy with good health, relaxation and sexual happiness. She patted the bed beside her, her eyes dilating slightly with desire. He would come up onto the bed, she knew he would.

And he did. With one powerful leap from the middle of the floor, the big German shepherd was suddenly on the bed with her and licking at her earlobes affectionately as she giggled and grabbed his ears, rolling about beneath the smooth, evanescent flickering touches of her furry coat against her overheated milky skin. She wiggled upward and rubbed her soft resilient breasts against his shining coat. His tongue licked her face and she licked it back in an affectionate French kiss, trying briefly to take it into her mouth so that she could suck on it. Her hands came up on his buttocks as they played, and suddenly – glancing down – she saw that he had become aroused again, for the pink tapered end of his penis was now peering quietly from its furry covering, a glistening wet drop of animal semen showing at the tiny slit in its tip.

Suddenly her nostrils flared and her breathing began coming more hotly.

Her eyes fixed as if hypnotized upon that slowly protruding member that was emerging from between his stiffly waiting legs. As they played, she occasionally lost sight of it, but not for long, and now something very strange and obscenely lascivious came slowly to dominate her sex- drugged mind.

That was Brute's penis, she thought, the one that had loved her. It looked small and quiet now, scarcely peeping through at all from the soft furred sheath which contained it. Yet when he had pushed it into her body, it had been so hard and long and thick. It had filled her up, pushing out the walls of her hot young vagina with an inexorable pressure that eventually became excruciating, agonizingly delightful, and which finally sent her spinning rapturously off into space, a sex- drenched slave to his love.

And suddenly she wanted it – yes, wanted it in her mouth…

But no, that was disgusting. How could she bear it? It had fucked her, but that was something else again. Her mouth was a different thing from her cunt. She might throw up if he shot some of that sticky stuff from his penis, whatever it was, down her open and swallowing throat.

Swallowing… could she make herself swallow it? What did it taste like?

All of a sudden a compelling curiosity consumed the musing blonde.

Brute's cum, she thought. What did it taste like? Would it be the same as a human's? Say, the same as her father's, for example? What would be the exact differences in measurement and feel between their two cocks? What would be the difference between them if she had them both in her mouth, say, at the very same time?

June could feel a gush of warm liquid exploding outward and downward from her loins. She had a tremendous, overwhelming urge to suck on Brute's penis and find out just what his cum tasted like that it could make her feel so joyous and happy inside.

And after all, she told herself, her mind working computer-like to rationalize away all feeling of guilt, he had licked her pussy in order to satisfy her. It was only fair that she return this most ultimate of devotions.

She smiled as Brute continued to lick her face wetly, occasionally probing with his warm, moist tongue into her ears or down over her large and panting young breasts. Tentatively, her hand reached out, cupping his small, trembling testicles in the cool affection of her grasp. The dog gasped and began panting more slavishly, licking her face wetly all over at a frantically increased rate.

June sighed and her eyes lit up as she watched his slick red penis emerge from its slender cocoon of fur, gradually straightening out and becoming expanded and bloated with blood. Her heart raced. Did she really want to do this? But she couldn't seem to help herself. Her obscene curiosity was altogether much too overwhelming for her twelve year old heart to withstand it. She had felt Brute's cock inside of her cunt – now she wanted to feel it in her hand… and perhaps… perhaps even in her mouth… She trembled again as she remembered how his long glistening red instrument had spewed its hot lewd sperm up high into her open vagina…

She continued to caress his genitals with her fingers, teasing and tormenting herself, while he became increasingly excited as well. She couldn't make up her sex-addled mind. Should she or shouldn't she?

Finally she closed her eyes and uttered a little cry that was half a moan, half a sigh of ecstatic resignation. Her hand clasped the dog's expanding penis firmly, feeling its smooth thick length resting wetly within her excited grasp.

Yes, she loved it… she knew that now… she loved having it fuck her… and she wanted to suck on it… there was no escaping it…

Hypnotized by the forbidden fruit of their illicit relationship, which was sending paralyzing waves of sexual electricity shooting throughout her sex-starved loins, June suddenly, instinctively, bent her head.

While one hand pushed her beloved dog back down on the bed on his back with his forepaws scrambling at the air, his canine body totally awkward and put off by the unusual sequence of events, she drew his burning hot penis – now out to almost six inches in stiffening length – closer and closer to her parted pink lips…

The young girl's long blonde hair wafted like a fan over Brute's tremulous furry body… and then her mouth, forming a wide oval, slipped slowly down over his lust-bloated rod of dog-flesh. Her full sensual lips closed over with the most delicate of touches, her tongue licked at its shining smoothness, and then she was running her mouth all the way down to the bottom until his cock bumped the back of her throat, making her cough just a little..

Brute began making urgent little whines and whimpers as her mouth contained lovingly all of his hotly throbbing penis. His forepaws waved helplessly in the air and his lower legs tried to scratch at her breasts or her face, seeking some kind of footing. This was a totally new experience for him. He had occasionally lapped at his own penis and swallowed some of his cum when it came spurting out, but this – this was completely new.

June sighed in equal ecstasy. Sucking her beloved dog's penis was far more delicious than she could ever have possibly suspected or imagined.

The feel of his bloated cock-flesh in her mouth was warm and smooth, with isolated hot ridges pulsating under their load of muscle-expanding blood. Her tongue licked around and under it, making her furry charge wince with passion.

She wanted to taste every last inch and know this delicious morsel perfectly from top to shining tip, from which she licked off droplets of pungent cum as swiftly as they appeared.

Running her hands longingly over the furry length of the German shepherd's body, her fingers paused to fondle his nipples, which had become very hard like little buttons. Above her, Brute was yelping out his passion as she sucked and sucked, and she pushed her fingers under his firmly contracted testicles and moved them around to hear him yelp.

She really loved this dog and wanted only to make him happy. The feel of his penis in her mouth made her loins gush all over the coverlet without pause. She slid her fingers silkily between the dog's fur- smooth belly and rubbed and rubbed to help him cum, continuing all the while to suck and nibble at his bursting cock without stop, even to the point of licking out at the furry sheath below and at the tops of his balls when she had his penis sunk so warmly all the way inside her hollowing cheeks.

Again and again her soft young lips brushed hungrily up and down over her pet's blood-engorged penis, which was becoming larger and more delicious with every mouthful stroke. She began sobbing with desire, her loins feeling alive with the tingling of her own desire, but her cry came out muffled and low as the throbbing head of his animal cock stuffed her mouth and throat all the more fully.

The warm moist flesh of her saliva-filled mouth continued to undulate without stop over Brute's long thick animal cock. Occasionally she nibbled teasingly between hot, swiping licks with her tongue, and this made Brute pant all the harder, his big brown eyes wide and half-crazed with instinctive lust. The moist suction around his rapidly growing organ made his eyes bulge as he looked down at the long tossing hair and actively hollowing cheeks of his sex-drugged mistress. The hot red column of his penis moved slickly in and out of her mouth, shining partly with her saliva and partly from drippings of his cum which she did not lick off fast enough. June trembled as she recalled that this was the same masterful cock which had so delightfully splayed open her virginal young cunt and taken her maidenhead. She moaned and she sucked, her blue eyes closing and opening as if she were being consumed by the delirium of a tropical fever.

Her tongue tangled lovingly around his cock, which had now grown to immeasurable size, and this brought another deep throated growl from Brute's passion-drenched throat. Her tongue, lips and teeth seemed now to have become a single inseparable force working demonically in the region of his genitals.

June could see his shining, fur-covered buttocks tense together as he involuntarily jerked forward with a help into the warm soft cavern of her mouth.

Brute's hips had begun now to lunge violently forward and back under this uninhibited attack of her mouth on his burning cock-flesh. He whined and panted lavishly, his saliva dripping down onto his shaggy chest. She sucked at his cock like a hungry calf feeding from its mother, the smooth hard texture filled her mouth to the bursting point as it expanded further with each passing thrust into her warm wet mouth.

The hard rubbery tip of his cock-head grazed smoothly against the back of her throat. Her mouth was filled with warm moist saliva and made a smooth hot sheath around his monstrous red instrument as it pummeled faster and faster into her urgently sucking face. His large dark testicles beat a steady rhythm of bestial lust against the tip of her chin on the downstroke, and she could feel him all wet where some of the saliva in her totally filled mouth had drooled down from her lips and moistened the whole of her lower face.

Brute's handsome canine features seemed to contort with animal desire as he mewled and thrust his sweating loins up at her face, her lewdly ovalled lips continuing to suck and nibble deliriously on his blood- throbbing member. He watched with gleaming, sex-crazed eyes as her wildly bobbing head made the reddish flesh of his cock disappear into the tightly rounded opening formed by her wide-stretched lips, and felt them clasping around it wetly like the lips of a bitch's cunt.

June's eyes were closed tight now as she wallowed joyously in her shame in committing this obscenely illicit act. And then all of a sudden she opened them, sensing that he was getting ready to erupt.

Yes, there before her very eyes his sperm-bloated balls had pulled tightly into the neck of his animal scrotum, getting ready to discharge.

Now! It had to be now!

His thick, glistening penis was thrust far back into her ravenously sucking mouth, and Brute yelped and instinctively arched his pelvis up at her. The full force of his rigidity continued to expand in the velvet-smooth softness between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. A thousand sensations seemed to be ripping at his earnestly struggling loins. And then suddenly all of his canine passion rushed ferociously to the fore with a roaring spurt from his sperm-bloated testicles, racing along the bridge of his hard animal cock, then streaming like a shower of sparks far into the depths of her throat.

June choked and sputtered for a single, long-held moment as the scalding hot gushes of sticky dog-cum burst in thick jets forward into the confines of her openly sucking mouth. And then she saw her pet shudder along his entire muscular length, his fur glistening and shiny with satisfaction. She choked, gasped and swallowed with delirious happiness to have this most ultimate of tributes from the dog she loved. And then his soft deflated penis began slipping with a lewd wet sucking sound from between her cum covered pink lips, a thin string- like trickle of white still connecting them together. The hollows of her throat worked for long moments afterwards, swallowing in great gulps the searing hot sperm he had flooded into her throat.

And then her nostrils flared, and she could feel the warm, glowing ball of fire in her loins begin to expand again. Caressing his testicles, the twelve year old blonde moved upward over Brute's powerful furry body in order to mingle her tongue with his in an orgy of unnatural French kissing. Brute lapped hungrily at her mouth and face as her warm firm breasts spread out over his hairy body.

Her long blonde hair waved over him caressingly as she moved around over the exhausted German shepherd.

And now, she thought with some surreal satisfaction, it's my turn, my darling …