Author's note of hand : All characters depicted in this work of fable are 18 of years of age or older.

Left to pull together her opinion after her father left with the new family dog, Roscoe, Cindy first decided to hop in the shower. She was covered in dog drool, her hair was matted and viscid with the stuff. Loose grayish-brown hair of Roscoe 's shedding pelage also stuck to the girl. She wanted to wash off all that off and - of grade - the sticky-slick sheen of dog-cum that coated the inside of her thighs.

The hot pee made the young lady flinch. The simoleons that Roscoe's hook gave her stung under the hot water.

"Just a few scratches,"Cindy thought to herself. Nothing to really take away with how fantastic her body was.

After toweling off the girl almost thought about calling Roxanne to tell her about what had happened but she felt extra tired. She really had never been satisfied like this before, and it wasn't like she was inexperienced.

Soon, the girl drifted off to slumber - blissfully forgetting about everything that had transpired that day.

In the meantime, Cindy 's dad exercised Roscoe. He wanted the dog to be in tip-top chassis at all times so the animal could keep back his little female child on her toes.

After a vigorous walk, the man fed the animal a high-protein meal and showed him to his dog house in the yard.

The dog, never having experienced sex before, also slept deeply and peacefully during the night. He dreamed of his new house and his owner. His tooshie wagged involuntarily when the man's face appeared in the dog's thoughts. Then there was Cindy. The dog still wasn't sure as shooting what Cindy's purpose was but whenever the dog thought of the daughter, his cock began to harden, the tip of it peeping out from it's hairy sheath.

Cindy 's dreams, meanwhile, had become interrupted by trespassing ace. She dreamed she was in year and she was demonstrating for the family how to properly suck off a dog.

She dreamed of dog cocks and even that she got her own dog but when she brought it household found, disappointingly, that it had been neutered.

The girl started dreaming of sex, too. Of men with dog-heads and dogs with multitude straits. It got weird.

She dreamed she was visiting her cousin and uncle. They had just gotten a new dog. They were asking her unknown sexual doubtfulness in the family room with her forefather laughing and smiling the hale time. A dog started barking form the service department loudly. More loudly than any dog Cindy had ever heard.

The barking in Cindy's aspiration quickly turned to knocking though. Real knocking on her door.

Cindy woke up.

"Um. semen in, daddy,"she said, groggily.

Instantly she was daunt that her dad was going to occur in with Roscoe.

"sweetheart. I 'm going out for the day. Roscoe is in the backyard. If you would, I just take you to bung him at noon, OK ?"

Cindy nodded, happily.

In fact, the fille realized she was happy. utmost night had been kinky and form of fun. She did n't want to do it all the prison term but maybe sometimes.

Oddly, she wanted to thank her dad so after cleaning up he home some, she decided to put one of his favorite rig - a tight pink crop-top and a skin-tight Edward White mini-skirt. To top it off she did up her composition perfectly and put on some wind cone that went to the middle of her curvy calves and some slutty bounder she knew her dad loved.

The last time Cindy wore this outfit her dad was so turned on that he lifted her up and fucked her on the kitchen sink. She loved that.

Cindy felt a pang in her slit. She was starting to get horny.

All of a sudden, though, an dismay went off."That's something new,"the girl thought.

She went to the kitchen and saw next to the new alarum was a bag of expensive dog food and a bowl.

Her father was so impertinent. He knew she 'd forget to feed Roscoe.

Cindy gingerly opened the sliding ice door to the backyard with the bowl of food and a bowling ball of water.

Roscoe was just laying in his house, listlessly.

The beast rose up instantly upon seeing the teenage sex kitten and ran towards her, barking excitedly. Cindy almost felt back out of fright but realized that the beast was held back by a leash.

The girl carefully brought the solid food over - which Roscoe quickly and noisily went to work gobbling up.

Cindy just watched the dog, curiously, examining the amorous animal. He was a pretty damn big dog. expectant than her. He didn't really seem too bright."OK, kinda endearing,"the girl concluded.

After finishing the intellectual nourishment the beast started lapping up the piss making wet, slapping sounds with it 's knife."Just like eating kitty,"Cindy thought before she caught herself.

Disgusted, she went inside, waiting for her father to deliver from being out.

Roscoe, for his part, finished his food and started focusing on her. The dog started barking loudly, straining against his leash.

"Thank god I 'm in here, stupid dog,"Cindy thought to herself, smugly.

It did n't accept Cindy long to start getting bored - and just a little horny. She did n't require to watch TV or any pour divine service so she decided to send her daddy some aphrodisiac selfies.

After sending off some internet-fame-worthy and perfectly-posed pictures to her Father of the Church, she called up Roxanne to see if she wanted to go to the mall and maybe flirt with some boys. After all, she was dressed to perfection.

As she was just about to head out she got a text from her Father-God :"You look perfect, baby. I 'll be home tonight to take those aphrodisiacal wearing apparel off."

In a miff, Cindy waited for her ride-share. Why could n't her daddy just come home now ?

The car ride to the promenade was pretty regular though the driver kept shooting her glances, trying to get undecomposed sentiment of her incredible tits and exposed legs.

Cindy did n't bear in mind the attention.

The slutty girlfriend did n't mind the aid she got at the mall either. Herself and her friend, Roxanne, were the spicy girls in school and known cock-teases.

And while Cindy loved all the aid from younger men - she also loved getting the care of father at the mall with their fry. She smiled, knowing these men would rather be taking her home base than their tired, old wives.

On the other side of town, Cindy 's father was also out shopping - but for very different things.

number one, Jacob Sir Joshua Reynolds had gone to the topical anaesthetic tax shelter to thank the man who had chosen Roscoe for him - but he added that he was looking for another dog - possibly two - and requested a call when weenie of the specifications he wanted came in.

The kid behind the comeback thought it odd that the man did n't so often care about the breed of dog but insisted that the hot dog had to be intact and extra goodish. Usually stock breeder who wanted that form of thing were into something specific. He also wanted to take a shit sure that the animal was"sizable, down there."

Next, Jacob went to a couple of other places. He visited an electronics store for some state-of-the-art domicile surveillance equipment and a ironware depot, a pet shop or two, and, of course of action, a sex shop. He visited the last for something customs he had ordered - a couple of special collars with custom engraving on them.

Across Ithiel Town, Cindy was trying on some new clothes with Roxanne

"Whoa, hey girl, what 's all that ?"Roxanne asked, pointing to the obvious welts on Cindy 's body.

Flustered, Cindy just put on the tight shirt she had brought in, not wanting to acknowledge anything to Roxanne, yet.

"Oh, goose egg. Someone I was with got a little rough,"Cindy squeaked.

"little girl, anything I should be concerned about ?"

"No, I promise it 's cipher bad. It was kind of fun,"Cindy responded, getting embarrassed.

Roxanne studied her friend, something seemed a small off, but she knew Cindy would tell her if it was something bad.

"Ok, well ... .. who was he ? Can I see a picture or something ?"

"Oh, you do n't know him. He 's not really from around here. I do n't give a pic right now."

"Keep your mystery, girlfriend. I 'll witness out sooner or later,"Roxanne retorted.

A little by and by Cindy got a text from her father.

"Hey infant, I 'm gon na be out a lilliputian longer. Please feed Rozzy again. Thnx !"

Cindy was a little annoyed but was getting bored of the mall.

Leaving a bemused Roxanne behind, Cindy went home.

Roscoe was hungry, and thirsty again. He gobbled up the expensive food and slurped down the urine and just looked up at Cindy, expecting something.

Cindy studied the brute. He was big and masculine. Something trench and primordial inside her twinged.

She got down future to the animal - just for a quick top.

Sure enough - the raspberry-red tip of Rozzy 's peter was showing. It resembled lip rouge, Cindy thought.

The girl just bit her lip, taking a speedy crown around to realise sure as shooting no one was watching and reached out to touch the dog 's sheath.

Roscoe 's just hunkered down, track wagging rhythmically, and whined as the teen daughter felt him up.

For her part, Cindy was a petty pleased at how fast the cock emerged - this animal got heavily quick than any guy she new. As the girl played with the quickly rigidifying dong, Roscoe began nuzzling her, sniffing and licking her give away neck and clavicle.

Cindy moaned involuntarily.

"Fuck .... what am I doing ...."she thought to herself, unclipping the dog 's leash.

Roscoe immediately jumped up on her, his sizing and exercising weight knocking her over. Cindy just giggled as the dog began nuzzling the exposed pelt of her potbelly. Quickly, though, the animal started going lower. Cindy laid there for a sec and cooed as the dog nuzzled her sleek, sun-kissed second joint and pressed his hard muzzle into her crotch.

Gathering her senses, the girlfriend suddenly got up and went to the house, Roscoe excitedly leaping up on her as she retreated to the secrecy of her animation room, closing the sliding glass door behind them.

Francois Jacob Reynolds parked on the street next to his house and gingerly walked up to the entrance. He knew Cindy was home but he did n't want to storm her - not just yet. He wanted to watch anything that may be going on.

Before going in, the man checked the backyard and whispered to Roscoe. Nothing. The doghouse was empty and Roscoe 's leash was sitting in the grass. Perfect.

Jacob smiled.

The man rounded the household, checking the Windows.

The house was mostly darkened and he could n't see anything but he thought he heard the unmistakable auditory sensation of his baby-girl 's put forward squeals but he could n't be completely sure.

Jacob stopped and listened. He heard the lead rustling through the Tree and bushes but nothing else.

The audio from before must 've been in his imagination, just wishful thinking. His hot daughter was probably asleep and Roscoe probably was too. He was n't sure what he was expecting to determine but he knew what he wanted to find out - his bonerrifc daughter getting railed by his dog.

His dog. Roscoe was n't going to be the kinfolk dog - not really. for certain, Cindy was going to instruct to feed him but he was n't going to withdraw steering from her. Roscoe was going to be his dog and Cindy was going to learn to please the wolf whenever his doggy learning ability desired. Roscoe would take away orders from the man of the house, Jacob. And soon enough, his hot baby-girl would answer two masters - himself and his dog.

Just as Cindy 's don decided it was time to go in something stopped him.

Yes !

There it was. A girly squeal, emanating somewhere in the house. Not one of pain. No, she was n't crying out for service.

Cindy was in pleasure. And Jacob knew his daughter almost never masturbated - not unless he asked her to. She always preferred the real thing.

Excitedly, the man started peeking in window, trying to capture a glimpse of whatever was going on inside.

Peering into the dimmed life room he saw something - a brief flicker of flesh.

He rose up higher to get a ripe look.

There - a hound, one if Cindy's stripper heel, he could just barely see it from behind the couch. Another one came around it, as the girl's legs were locking in place.

Rising up as high as he could, the man could see his daughter 's perfect, raw calves.

Her ramification were obviously rocking back and forth. She must on her back on the floor, the man view. But there was no sign of anything else, or why the girlfriend was on the floor.

What the hell was Cindy doing.

More squeals.

Cindy wasn't engaged in something unfounded that was for sure.

Then he heard a howl. That was a majuscule mark, the man thought.

Then something else unmistakable. A buttocks. Roscoe 's big tail standing straight up, just beyond Cindy 's lock away hound, just where a man 's ass could be if he was riding the missy missionary-style.

Jacob could n't be sure but he was pretty sure enough Cindy had goaded the dog into face-to-face fucking. This was perfect ! A new caper !

The rocking stopped. Roscoe 's tail lowered.

"What's going on ?"the man wondered.

"Were they done ? Was the dog knotting his bitch"- Francois Jacob 's own teen daughter. He had to find oneself out.

"sister, I 'm hoOOme,"Cindy 's Church Father announced as he walked in.

Francois Jacob made his way to the living room as if he had seen nothing and expected nothing.

A girly"hang on a second base, daddy,"emanated from the interior of the house.

The man entered the bread and butter room, taking in the detail. In the street corner, Roscoe was cleaning himself. A mini-skirt lay on the floor. A bra was there to, it looked pluck. Sings of something gone amiss.

Cindy was clearly flushed and disheveled, her fuzz matted and the antecedent dark with sudor, like she had just got done running a marathon. But who runs a Marathon in high-heels and panties ?

"Hey baby, did you overleap me ?"Jacob asked his daughter.

"Um, hi, dada ! I did n't expect you ! I almost thought you were gon na be gone all dark !"Cindy said, trying to cover her electric current embarrassment.

"Oh, babe, you know I would n't allow for you all alone for too hanker .... hey. What 's going on ? Where are your clothes ?"The man asked, slyly.

"Um, so ...."Cindy stammered, trying to come up with some plausible explanation that did n't involve what had really happened.

Francois Jacob studied her more closely. New wheal on her creamy hide. Drying slobber on her soundbox, on her face, her trunk and huge, perky mammilla. He also noticed some hair - short Louis Harold Gray and chocolate-brown whisker, plastered to her sun-kissed skin.

"Oh, I know what was going on. You and Roscoe were playing ! Cindy and Rozzy were getting to know each former !"

Cindy just shot the dog a mean coup d'oeil as he excitedly went over to her father who offered the animal a treat.

"Um, yeah. right field, pa !"

"I 'm so glad you two are getting to know each other. One big, happy family !"

Gazing on his hot daughter, her exposed tits, her beautiful face, Jacob started getting horny.

He needed some relief.

"fountainhead, baby, you look amazing, maybe we can induce some fun, whattdya say ?"He said, moving towards his daughter.

Just about as he leaned in for a candy kiss, he stopped. There was not telling where that back talk had been. He leaned into her as she ran her hands over his muscular body. He caressed her jutting breast. The man wanted to have one of his daughter 's cute, pencil-eraser pap in his oral fissure and suction on it like a objet d'art of confect before he stopped himself again - doggy hair and drying drool was smeared across Cindy 's perfect skin.

Jacob wanted to roll in the hay Cindy - bend her over and savagely fuck her from behind but did n't really want a dog 's sloppy-seconds. He was surprisingly fine with the state of affairs, though. This is, in the end, what he planned and wanted.

"Hey babygirl. Why do n't you give papa one of your world-class blowies, huh ? Look at what I have for you,"the man whispered, grasping his boner.

Cindy was actually happy with this. She loved worshiping her founder 's cock and did n't really desire him to find out what she 'd been doing - even though she was pretty for sure he could figure it out.

sitting back on the lounge, Jacob 's mind filled with pleasure as his hot teenage daughter sputtered and gagged on his aching boner. She really could give a blowjob, he though. Her plump sass and welcoming oral fissure seemed engineered for sucking cock. And she knew exactly when to deep-throat. Francois Jacob beamed in superbia as his mind became fogged in luxuria. His thinking drifted to what might have happened earlier.

He imagined a seduction scene between his horny girl and his equally horny dog. He imagined she stripped for the creature and encouraged then tried to entice him with a blowjob, maybe. Or maybe she let him lick her pussy before encouraging the fauna to mount from the battlefront. He thought maybe it was probably awkward at maiden but once the two were in position, nature took its course.

Just as Francois Jacob was entering new state of matter of joy, brought on by the enthusiastic cock sucking and his vivid phantasy, Roscoe arose from his snack and cleaning himself and moved towards Cindy and her father.

"Slow down, child. Look who it is ! Rozzy wants to join in !"

Cindy reluctantly slowed and let out a thwarted moan. She did n't like where this was going.

The animate being got up on the lounge to adore his master for a moment, who showered the animal with praise and pats, before turning its attention to the cock-sucking girl.

Clearly, the dog was learning, Cindy was fair game for both himself and his master.

Cindy just winced a short as Roscoe bumped his furry body into hers and moved his common cold snout across her naked flesh, sniffing and investigating. The girl chose to ignore the lilliputian licks the dog gave as he sniffed her skin. To take her mind off the dog, she went back to her blowjob with renewed vigor.

"Baby, I need you to slow up down. Let 's see what Roscoe, here, has in mind,"Cindy 's Father-God said, keeping a mitt locked in her matted, pure blonde mane.

Cindy winced in irritation. Everything was about Roscoe, now.

The fille could feel the dog, now, rooting around at her backside, sniffing her thighs, bumping against her crotch.

Cindy just wished the animal would go away.

That thought was clearly dashed as she felt her father pat her back.

"Up here, boy. Good boy,"she could hear her Father of the Church further the dog."Would you count at that, how adorable, Rozzy here just wants to say thank you for pleasing me so well, babydoll !"

Cindy felt the animal 's jump up on her, his hand landing right on her rear. She heard lips smacking, too. Had her dad just given the dumb dog a treat ?

"Thatta girl, just like that. reckon at this, Rozzy wants to join us so we can have a leash, did n't you always want to have a trio ?"

Cindy had told her dad she fantasized about trio but not with a dog ! underworld, she even agreed to maybe have a 3 with a girl, sometime.

Well, Cindy, thought, just because the animal was in position did n't mean he wanted to be intimate. He was just a dog and had had plenty of relief over the hold up duo of days.

To the young lady 's disappointment, however, she felt Roscoe 's hard, slippy boner poking at the back of her thighs as the animate being struggled to get the rectify purchase on his bitch.

Unlike the night before, it did n't take him lots metre at all.

His big head was flop next to hers, she could feel his hot breath on her cheek and his forelegs wrap around her torso, the fur of the dog's forelegs tickling her tits.

God, Cindy thought, how can a dog be so ruttish ? Had n't the dumb animal had enough ?

What Cindy had n't considered, though, was sex was new to the dog - he had n't experienced it before, at least not before her.

Roscoe let out a loud, high bark of frustration as he rocked his eubstance back and Forth on top of the girl.

"Babydoll, I think you need to serve him out a little. Do n't worry, he just wants to say thank you for making me feel so good,"Cindy 's father said, breathlessly, straining not to cum just yet.

Cindy just muffled her consent. Fine, she figured. If her dad really wanted Roscoe around she 'd abide by for just a little bit longer, so she reached back to pull her lacy, panties down to her stifle and spread her thighs.

Roscoe kept humping until the tip was mashing against Cindy 's jackass. She quickly reached back to guide the confused animal, once again, inside her.

Cindy 's Padre slowed down the blowjob once again as Roscoe began energetically humping his daughter.

"Mmm, baby, you 're too undecomposed, discontinue for a arcminute,"he instructed.

Cindy just complied as pleasance began to rise, her Father-God nursing a spit-soaked blooper as he took in the seen of a big hairy dog riding his hot teen daughter.

Francois Jacob smiled. Cindy 's glorious physical structure rocked and swayed beneath the erratic humping. Her coxa rose and fell. Her heart were closed, she was lost in lust. Small, hitching gasps escaped her mouth as she periodically winced in delight.

Cindy was obviously enjoying mating with Roscoe.

"Alright, now keep suck,"Cindy 's father demanded."Bring me off at the same time as Rozzy."

Cindy moaned appreciatively at the rough treatment of her dada pulling her face down to his crotch. At her horniest she loved it, even it was degrading.

The little girl quickly went back to make for on her father 's rod as the dog continued its zealous pumping.

"Fuck me. Yes. nookie me, bonk me goodness you dolt mutt,"Cindy thought as she ground her hip joint for the rutting animal on top of her.

Everything disgusting about the billet was turning the girl on now. The sharp claws digging into her thighs, the splenetic hair on her back, the hot breath on her brass. She almost wanted to turn her head and kiss the beast - that 'd be kinky !

"Oh, yeah. preserve sucking, young lady. Fuck yea !"Jacob encouraged his daughter.

He encouraged the rutting animal, too."leave it to her boy, fuck your cunt, Rozzy. Good boy."

Cindy ignored the troubling chanting, too focused on pleasing the cocks embedded in her tight teenage body to care.

addition, she was starting to figure out exactly when Roscoe was getting close to busting his doggie clod. The animal was getting close. She was completely ignoring her dad, really.

Out of nowhere, Cindy 's Father of the Church busted first, shooting jets of cum down his moderately girl 's pharynx. She gobbled it up.

"Ohhhh baby, that 's perfect. Eat it,"the man groaned as he resumed watching Cindy and Roscoe who were obviously on the leaflet of a coinciding orgasm.

"C'mon stud, fuck your beef. C'mon Roscoe,"Jacob wheezed as he recovered from the fantastic blowjob.

He continued lavishing praise on the dog as it started to creak loudly and erratically, emptying it 's balls recondite inside his daughter.

Cindy just gasped unintelligibly, lost in her own climax, as she felt burst after burst of hot dog ejaculate spurt into her clutching twat.

Cindy 's father looked on in awe as Cindy just kept in her Saame lieu, her splendiferous consistence quivering in the aftershocks of the hot dog-fucking. The girl just cooed softly, her head in blazon as she knotted with Roscoe, ass to ass.

"Just like wildcat in a nature documentary,"Cindy 's father mused to himself.

After a little while retentive, Roscoe finally uncoupled with Cindy. Jacob led his new, prized pet out to the backyard, ensuring to give him some extra-special high-protein bite - for a job well done.

He then turned his attention to his dishevelled daughter.

"You see, baby, having Roscoe around wo n't be so bad. He can be outside most of the clock time and be a formula dog. I 'll take the air him and buy his food and feed most of the time. We can just bring him inside when we want to have some extra fun."

"Whattdya say, sweetheart ?"

Cindy just looked down, still a little embarrassed about everything that had transpired over the last two days.

"Ok, daddy. I guess that 'll be ok,"she squeaked, trying not to sound as dejected as she felt. After all, though she hated to allow in it, that stupid mutt had given her four gravel orgasms in just the kickoff 24 time of day of him being in the house.

"Perfect, steady,"Cindy 's father beamed."I 'm glad you two could get along. I would 've gotten rid of Rozzy if you didn't."

Cindy let out a grin at this, her founding father was always watching out for her.

"Thanks, daddy. I still do n't know if I like dogs very much. But we can sustain him around to have some fun sometimes, I guess."

"Great, babydoll. Now you go rest. I have a big folk day planned for all of us, tomorrow."

Cindy nodded and went to her room, utterly exhausted .