Doggy dash 4 - Breeding Duke ( Bestiality, teen female, young, exhib )

Summary - Duke has a date.

Previous Chapter sum-up - Claire had a engagement and discovered her one, true love.

preeminence - This is a workplace of fiction, pretence and fantasy. It is not based on rattling people or factual events. You must be 18 or over to read these report. The author does not excuse any sexual activity involving beast or sexual activity among person under 18 in real life. It is OK to get fantasies, but turning a illusion into reality can ruin your life-time. Do n't ruin your, or early people 's life-time !

Claire Miles Davis arrived home from schoolhouse and opened the front door. Like every former day, Duke, the folk dog, was waiting for her. He wagged his quarter so tough it made tatty thumping noises when it hit the level. He smiled at Claire, showing his White person teeth and tenacious garden pink tongue. He looked up at her happily. He was always very excited to see her.

"Oh no, you don't Duke. You can't spirit at me with those big puppy-dog centre and act like aught happened yesterday. You were a very naughty boy, Duke !"She shook her fingerbreadth at Duke. He had tried to hop on her yesterday while playing one of their sexy, naughty, games.

"You might have missed my kitty and shoved your big pecker up my butt-hole !"Claire admonished. She recalled her wet, gaping, sphincter after the incessant probing of Duke's warm, wet, glossa. If she hadn't dropped to the bed immediately after she felt his wet dick poking her ass and sliding along her purulent lip, who knows what might accept happened ? Well, she had a pretty good estimation what might have happened since she had been thinking about it about it all day at school and nigh of survive night. Even in her dreams she relived it.

Claire was about to chastise Duke some more but remembered Mrs. Hill's obedience training. She couldn't scold Duke for something he did yesterday or even an hour ago. He would only assume his captain was being mean to him for no intellect at all.

"You big goofy dog,"Claire said. She immediately forgave him and scratched him behind his ear. She would just have to train him better ; to know what was acceptable, and what was not.

Then, she remembered overhearing her father and mother this dawning and shared the in effect news show with Duke.

"Oh ! daddy says you're getting laid this weekend ! One of the doggy-bitches came in heat, so you're going to have a real doggy-date !"Claire squatted down to pet her dog. Claire looked Duke in the eyes and then rubbed nose with him. She had to pass over Duke's affectionate dribble from her impertinence and lips.

"A rattling date ! Are you excited, Duke ? You'll finally get to fuck some doggy-bitch and shoot your angelic doggy-stuff inside of her. I bet you will stimulate some pretty little puppies !"Claire teased. She took the opportunity to feel Duke's cock through his sheath as she petted him, pleased to have intercourse he was already slightly aroused just from seeing her again.

"Maybe if you start fucking some doggy-bitches, you'll stop trying to be intimate me, you horny dog !"

As Claire said the intelligence, she felt an odd twinge of jealousy. After all, she considered Duke her lover and the only if beau she ever had. In the spine of her judgement, she wasn't sure she want to share him ; even with a female person dog."Oh, well,"she was just being silly. Claire shook her head, trying to fling those sick opinion from her mind.

She led Duke outside, watched him pee, and let him back in. Duke followed her to her bedroom.

Claire sighed as she removed her dress. hold out night, after everyone had gone to sleep, she laid in bed thinking about what almost happened. What if Duke had plunged his hard dog dick inside of her ? She was sure it would anguish, in either her pussy or her ass - especially her ass - he was so big !

devising love to Duke was something she had never contemplated. Actually fucking her dog, even after everything else they had done together, had never entered her mind. Of class, she never thought she would be jacking off a dog every day or sucking doggy-dick and slurping doggy-cum either. And now, some strange dog-bitch would soon be taking his virginity. It's not like she was ever going to love her dog anyway. She had nothing to be green-eyed of, she told herself.

Of course, Claire liked putting thing into her hungry pussy. She liked the feeling and enjoyed watching her pussy withdraw things, like pencils, her fingerbreadth and her hairbrush handle, but definitely not Duke's hawkshaw ! She realized lately she had been neglecting the insides of her teenage pussy. The more Claire thought of having something stretching and filling her fuddled twat, the Sir Thomas More she wanted it. She think how good it felt to afford her kitty-cat lips with her hairbrush handle, push it into her wet maw, and fuck herself while she diddled her little clitty. She hadn't used her hairbrush since she discovered Duke's, affectionate, wet tongue. It seemed like age ago. That was about to switch, she decided, but it would cause to wait. Duke's training came first.

Claire stripped off all of her clothes as Duke watched. He salivated in a typical Pavlov's response and licked his lips when Claire pulled down her panties. She had second mentation and decided to keep her step-in on for a while. Her virgin pussy was safer covered, to protect it from her lecherous dog.

"Duke, you have to determine you can't get it on your momma."Claire began,"Even if she's on all four with her ass in the air like a bitch in heat. You can know your doggy cunt, but you can't shtup me, understand ?"

Claire got on the floor in the same placement as close Night. Her bosom hung down and swayed slightly. Her panty covered ass was raised high. She knew this education was necessary. How else could she enjoy Duke's tongue lapping at her pussy and ass without worrying about him trying to ride her ? Just like she had trained him not to hunch over her and her mother's legs, she was going to train him to not try to bang her pussy.

Claire looked behind her. Duke was waiting patiently, siting on his haunches, his little, red, peter poking out.

Claire wiggled her ass. Duke whined slightly, but waited for a command.

"Good dog, Duke,"Claire said."OK, now, Sniff-the-Bitch, Duke."Claire was rewarding him and testing him at the Same time.

Duke jumped up and began to sniffle Claire's ass and pussy, tickling her thighs with his hairy hooter. Claire giggled for a moment and then made him check. Then she did it again. On the third try, Duke started to climb up her. Claire immediately corrected him. She repeated the Hz a few more times. Duke was slowly learning not to wax on his beef and mate with her, no matter how badly he wanted it.

Claire thought Duke needed to be superfluous horny before she could entrust his new training and freely expose her unprotected sex to him again. She stood up and took off her panty. She let him sniff them before tossing the moistness cloth into the hamper.

Claire walked out of her room with Duke following closely. She strutted through the house while tempting Duke with her defenseless trunk. Claire stopped and fondled her breasts and rubbed her twat while moaning. She knew Duke likes to hear her easygoing, sexual moan. Duke sniffed her female smell from a ft away. Clair bent-grass over in front of Duke and spread her ass-cheeks. Duke waited. Claire fingered her twat. Duke whined. His cock grew longer and thicker.

"OK, boy ! Sniff-the-Bitch !"Clair said, and allowed Duke to whiff and snort her wet cunt and delicious smelling ass-hole. Then, she made him break. She knew she was driving him wild with her seraphic smelling pussy but he had to get wind an authoritative example. She would make it up to him later.

"Now, Lick-the-Bitch, Duke !"Claire said, and immediately felt Duke's warm, wet clapper overlapping at her pussy and ass. Claire enjoyed his eagerness, his fierce lapping, and his square off probing of both her holes. Then, she felt him get going to mount her again, his weight suddenly landing on her ass. His hairy paws wrapped around waist. She paused for only a moment to briefly wonder what it would be like to give up her body to him. But, the size of his fat cock compared to her diminished pussy gave her pause. She scolded Duke before he could fully climb on her and pushed away his grievous dead body.

"Duke, bad boy !"Claire said. She punished Duke the best way she knew how - by taking away her kitty-cat.

Her pussy was a sound preparation dainty than even a piece of raw substance. If he was soundly, he received a sniff or a lick. If he was very good, she would even stroke his rooster while telling him what a good boy he was. Claire had taught him to sit, stay, lay down, roller over, shake hands and fetch using her teenage slit as an bonus.

Claire sat on the lounge and spread her legs all-encompassing to excruciate Duke. She rubbed her kitty and fingered her cunt as she moaned. Her warming sent of arousal wafted over to him. Duke salivated and whined. He sat on his haunches with his long, red, dick partially exposed. Claire showed him her wet, slimy, fingerbreadth before she sucked the juices from them.

"Ready to try again, Duke ?"Claire asked."Are you going to be a good boy ?"She got on the floor and raised her ass like before. She commanded Duke to sniff her, lick her and then she made him quit. She waited. Nothing. She wiggled her ass to entice him. Still goose egg.

Claire stayed on the floor. She put her implements of war on the carpet, rested her head against them, and lifted her ass even high, giving Duke a very enticing target. She closed her eyes and took a deep breather. In that posture, she imagined how it would palpate to allow Duke to mount her. To receive his paws wrapping around her. To experience his cock filling her and stretching her snatch. Having him drive his heavy cock into her, again and again. Pounding her kitty so hard and making her his bitch. Claire suddenly dismissed the softheaded thoughts. WTF ? Why was she even thinking about this ?

But, she felt the urgent pauperism to have her pussy filled and stretched again."Mmm, Duke,"Claire said, getting up from the base."I'm ass horny, how about you ?"

"Bark !"

"You were a in effect boy, Duke,"Claire said."You can Sniff-the-Bitch while I get make to roll in the hay myself."

With Duke's nose up her twat the whole time, Claire walked into her bathroom to call back her hairbrush ; the Lapplander hairbrush she had used to come apart her cerise last summertime. It had a nice handle but it wasn't as big as Duke's fat doggy-dick. Looking at it once again, she didn't remember it being so short and thin.

"Hmmm."

Claire walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. She bent over to look the vegetable bin. She pushed out her ass and allowed Duke to Lick-the-Bitch while she searched for the everlasting phallus-shaped cucumber. Her female parent always kept long, fresh, cucumbers on hand for some ground. Claire found one that was not too fat and not too lose weight. It was a smaller on one side than the other. Not as thick-skulled as Duke's fat doggy-dick, but spacious than Tony's. She wrapped her fingerbreadth around it and stroked it up and down, comparing it to the but two shaft she had ever touched.

"Perfect !"She knew her cunt could take it, even both sides, if she went Nice and slow.

Claire went back to her room and laid on her bed. Duke waited patiently on the floor.

Claire laid back and fingered her knavish kitty-cat. She first took the hairbrush and pushed it into her hole.

"Mmmm !"It felt good having something long and cadaver inside of her again. She wondered why she had stopped masturbating with it. Oh, yeah, she had Duke now !

But, the hairbrush was too diminished to satisfy her. It went in much too easily. She wanted to be filled and feel her pussy stretching - to get thin uncomfortableness as her loaded bozo accommodated a big encroacher.

Claire reached for the cucumber. She slid it up and down her juicy slit. She positioned the thin end at the entrance to her pickle. She pushed it in slowly.

"Ahhhh,"Claire moaned. She loved the way it made her feeling. She looked down and watched it slowly going inside. Her pussy engulfed it. Deeper and recondite. It was filling her tight pussy and stretching her trap. She pushed it in, only pausing twice, until it was mysterious inside of her. She looked at the fat, green thing sticking out from her cunt. She felt perfectly stuffed !

"Ahhhh !"she sighed."Oh, my pussy is to full !"Claire moaned."Hmmm, yessssss ! I like this."Claire began to slide the cucumber in and out of her tight, teenage, pussy.

"Ohhh !"she moaned."Mmmm, unnngh !"Claire writhed on the bed and imagined a thick cock fucking her sozzled pussy. But, who was on the early end of that shaft ? She began to fantasize…

"shtup me, Mr. Jack Roosevelt Robinson, fuck me right here on your desk ! Oh, I hope nobody catches us !"

( Nah, this didn't do it for her. Mr. Walker Smith, her teacher, was too old, and his hint smelled like coffee ).

How about… ?

"Hmmm, it feels so good, Tony ! suck my titties while you fuck me in the backseat !"

( No. No way. Tony's pecker was too small and besides, he's an ass-hole ).

What about…, him… ?

Oh no ! It was too depraved to even contemplate. But, it would be so hot and cruddy to just hazard. Only to pretend… ? To act slutty, lousy, and cock hungry always gave her the best orgasms. But, to fantasize about making erotic love to Duke ?

"OMG !"Why was she even thinking about fucking her dog ? But, she knew why. It was because he tried to mount her last night. Since then, the idea of Duke making love to her had never entirely left her judgment.

"But a dog ? Even one as handsome as Duke ?"But, why not remember of Duke ? It was only a filthy fantasy, right ? She would never do such a terrible, horrible, debauch affair in really lifetime. Her pussy vellication. She would do it.

Claire pulled the cucumber from her twat and turned it around. Even the fertile end was minor than Duke's cock, but it would suffer to do. She got up on her bridge player and knees and placed the fat, green, dildo against her cunt.

Softly, she moaned into her blankets,"Fuck me Duke !"Her pussy twitched again."Mmmm, progress to me your bitch."She slowly pushed the fat thing into her cunt."Ohhhh !"she moaned. It was so big !

Claire spoke softly, as if she didn't want Duke to hear her fantasies as she fucked herself as bass as she could,"Oh, I need your fat putz, Duke ! Make me your gripe !"Claire wanted to feel Duke's hot tongue on her ass and pussy while she fucked herself. She called to her obedient dog.

"Up, Duke, Lick-the-Bitch !"

Duke needed no further boost and leaped upon the bed. He began attacking her spiritualist ass and pussy.

"Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp !"

Claire pushed the fat end of the cucumber deeper into her pussy."Ohhh, so full phase of the moon !"she moaned. She loved the feeling of her miserly pussy stretching even more than before, it was so exquisitely uncomfortable - almost painful, - as the phallus burrowed thick and bass interior of her. Oh, she wanted to know ! She wanted a long, fat, cock filling her and fucking her relentlessly. She wanted to present herself fully to a strong, firm, ray. To be taken and used like a summate slut.

Claire slid the vegetable in and out of her cunt, imagining her dog fucking her."Unnnggghhh !"It was so hot !"Ngggghhh !"she grunted."Ohhhh, do it, Duke !"She fucked herself long and recondite as Duke tongued her ass.

With Duke licking her and her kitty-cat filled to capacity, Claire should feel fantastic, but she wasn't. This should be a perfective fantasy followed by a fabulous orgasm, but something was missing.

Clair immediately knew what it was - the cucumber was hard and cold - Duke's turncock was severe and hot. She knew how hot it was, after all, she had held it in her custody and felt it in her mouth.

Was his stopcock what she needed right now ? It would dilute her trivial cunt even more - she knew it would finger so, so, good… But, should she dare even think of such a vitiate thing ? Would she really set aside her a dog issue her virginity ?

"Oohhhhh !"Claire moaned, imagining.

To be fucked by a existent prick right now ? To finger a hot, slab of flesh in her warm, wet, yap ? To have a business firm, warm, peter driving into her cunt. To let dirty, smutty, dog-sex with no vexation of getting pregnant ?

Just thinking about Duke's big, hairy, hand wrapping around her waist made her chill and prickling with excitation. She imagined him pulling her diminished body against him. Finding her hole with his hot doggy-dick, and then fucking her. She wanted to find him controlling her and dominating her and then fucking her so tinker's dam hard ! Harder and backbreaking, faster and faster, until they both came ! And then feeling his hot cum erupting inside of her… Mmmmm, mmm.

"Yes, oh yes !"Claire moaned.

She was so horny. She was going to do it ! Who better to take her virginity than her special furry devotee ? And, who better to take Duke's virginity than her, the only lover Duke has ever known ? Not some strange dog-bitch ! She tossed the cold phallus to the floor. She needed Duke's hot pecker and he needed her warm, closely, pussy !

"Up boy !"Claire said quickly to Duke, patting her stooge and wiggling her exposed ass and soaking wet twat. He had to do it soon before she changed her mind.

Duke was puzzled. He was already up on the bed.

Claire smacked her ass harder."Up Duke !"Duke looked at her odoriferous slit and upturned ass. But, he knew full than to climb up on his original again.

"Duke, get up here and make out me !"She smacked her ass even harder.

Nothing. Duke whined.

Claire had to try a unlike tactic. Maybe she could encourage him, one step at a time.

"Sniff-the-Bitch, Duke !"Claire said, spreading her ass with her fingerbreadth. His cold nose felt so dear against her overly heated cunt.

"Aaaahhh."

"Now, lick it ! Lick-the-Bitch, Duke. solve it !"Claire felt his warm clapper probing her puss. She could follow from this, she knew, but she wanted more.

"Ohhh, yes !"

Claire let him lap at her twat and ass, knowing it was making her dog very horny.

"Now, fuck me ! roll in the hay me and establish me your bitch !"

Yes, that's it ! His new instruction !

"‘ Fuck-the-Bitch,'Duke ! ‘ Fuck-the-Bitch !'” Claire slapped her ass again."Up ! Get up here and Fuck-your-Bitch before I change my mind ! Come on, Duke ! fuck me ! ‘ Fuck-the-Bitch,'boy !"

Duke was slowing realizing his master wanted…, something…

He knew what he wanted, but she had scolded him every clock time he had tried to mount her. Yet, she was saying the ‘ Bitch'Logos ; not the Sniff one, or the lick one. What did she want him to do ?

His cock was hard. He wanted his Bitch-Hand-Job, or the one she did yesterday, ‘ Bitch-Blow'something…, that was real nice, having his punishing cock in her warm, nutrient post. But what was she wanting now ? He was confused. Not knowing what else to do, he asked her.

"barque !"

"Come on, Duke !"Claire cried in frustration."Fuck-the-Bitch !"This wasn't working. It was clear he didn't know what to do, or she had trained him too well. Claire realized she had to show him.

Claire lowered her ass and pushed herself between Duke's front leg, forcing him to dance until a leg was on either side of her, and her ass was under his thorax.

Clair's desire to feel his fat cock inside of her was overmaster. Now that she decided to fuck the family dog, she couldn't wait any foresightful. She had to have his cock !

She had been subconsciously thinking about it since yesterday. Claire had stroked his cock, sucked his cock, and now, she had to have his firmly, hot, shaft inside of her horny, teenage, slit. It was time to fully give herself to him.

Claire pulled a big hairy paw around her thin waistline and then the other one. Duke instinctively wrapped his arms around her. She felt Duke's weight laying upon her hips. She backed up until Duke was all the way on top of her. She could find his hot breath against her neck opening. Finally, she felt his slimy, pointed, peter probing her. It was poking around both her hollow. His hammer slipped between her ass-checks."Just a little lower, Duke !"She move her ass upwards, trying to business up his prick to her hungry little pussy."Fuck-the-Bitch, Duke !"

Duke was getting excited and hopped around her, but she held his forearms against her waist.

Claire commanded him to ‘ stay.'Duke held still and Claire was finally able to maneuver his pointed dick against her kitty-cat. She pushed back against Duke. The tip of his cock slipped into her kitty !

"Fuck-the-Bitch, Duke !"Claire cried again, pushing back against him and feeling his cock starting to penetrate her."Fuck-your-…"She said nothing more. Duke slammed his peter home.

"Oooofff ! Nnnnnngggghhh !"

Once Duke felt her warm wetness surround his cock, his inherent aptitude took over. He drove his cock into her, yearning to spill his seed and impregnate his bitch. Finally, he was experiencing the thing that gave life significance ; exhilarating sex and the chance to impregnate a female and broaden his blood-line. It was rooted in his DNA, and there was no stopping him now.

Duke's fat dick speared Claire's snatch and impaled her on his longsighted, fat tool. He had driven his entire cock deep inside of her with one mighty knife thrust. It took her breath away and bother guessing through her kitty-cat as her tight cunt was spread to the limit. Claire immediately regretted her selection but didn't have long to ponder it. Duke began to jack-hammer her cunt with his hard, thickheaded, doggy-dick.

"Aaaaaahhhh-aaaaahhhhh !"Claire cried. It hurt ! His dick was too big ! Her pussy was too sozzled ! At least his cock was fond and not as hard as the Cucumis sativus. She bore down on his tool, squeezing it with her pussy, and was able-bodied to make the nuisance lessen.

Duke whined, scrabbled his feet against the bed, and thoroughly fucked his bitch. His swinging musket ball smacked against Claire's slit. His stopcock slid in and out of the fuddled cavern, making his nerves tingle. For Duke, this was the only way to have got sex. Feeling his captain stroke his cock or suck his putz was amercement. But fucking his bitch and impregnating her was the skillful !

Claire was still in shock. The sweet-pain in her cunt was receding and virgin delight began to wash over her. OMG ! She was getting the fucking of her life ! Duke was fucking her harder and riotous than any boy ever could. His cock was driving relentlessly in and out of her pussy. It was going in so deeply ! His rooster felt like it was banging against her cervix ; bottoming out until it couldn't go in any advance. His balls were slapping loudly against her. Claire felt his clayey, hairy, soundbox against her. His breath was hot on her neck. Her clitoris was exposed as her twat backtalk spread broad by his midst, driving shaft. His burl was spreading her pussy wider and wider with each wild thrust.

"Oh, no !"She forgot about his air mile ! She couldn't protect her no-longer-virgin slit now, it was far too recently. She could feel the raging glob pushing against her hole, forcing it's way in and out, growing thicker and thicker with each stab. It was spreading her pussy-lips and expanding her hole, cramming her slit wax of Duke's fat dog-cock.

Claire couldn't take much More of Duke's incessant pounding. He was slamming his stopcock into her, fucking her furiously, and using his branch to advertise against her, trying to keep his cock late interior of her. He was driving her minor body forward, driving force by thrusting, until her head started to fuck against the headboard. She put her face down into her pillows and reached out a paw to analyze her pitiful pussy. Using her fingers, she felt Duke's cock hammering in and out. She felt the knot. It was so big ! It slid through her fingerbreadth over and over. She moved her hand until she was rubbing her clit. The acute sensual pleasure of being fucked so unvoiced and firm overwhelmed her.

She started to cum - not because she wanted to. Not because she was trying to. But because there was no way she could control her organic structure's response to being fucked so completely and thoroughly. Claire's teenage twat was used, taken, and controlled. She felt so debased and humiliated. It was such a play on !

"Fuck me Duke !"she cried."fuck your dirty little bitch !"Claire's orgasm started deep inside of her pussy - not from her medium clitty this fourth dimension. This was a flavor she had never felt before. The orgasm was starting deep within her, somewhere in her belly, maybe her cervix or uterus. It radiated outwards to her vagina, clitoris, and vulva. Her consistency was on fire ! Her legs were trembling and her second joint were shaking uncontrollably.

"AAAHHHHHHHH ! ass MEEEEE DUUU-UUU-UUU-KE !"

Duke slammed her again and again as she came. He then pushed once more and held her close. He yelped and made short thrust and held her tight. His naut mi swelled even more. Claire felt it growing inside of her like a balloon. She felt Duke's hot cum spraying in her as he continued to campaign and fuck his beef. Claire's pussy began to spasm as he filled her womb with dog-sperm. It was so warm ! There was so much of it !

"Oh Duke ! commit me your cum, boy ! Nnnnngggg ! Ahhhhh ! fucking me, Duke ! Fuck-the-Bitch ! Fuck-your-Bitch ! Oh, I'm your fucking squawk, fan ! I'm your fucking bitch forever, Duke !"

"Aaaaaaahhhhh !"Claire rode wave after vivid wave of orgasms. Duke's rooster was locked inside of her now. He pushed up with his pegleg and actually lifted Claire's ass off of the bed. His cock fully impaled her as he spurted strong dog sperm cell trench inside of her. His cum was trapped. They were locked. Claire came one final time and saw stars exploding behind her clenched eyes before she passed out.

As Claire slowly became cognisant, she realized she was still skewered on Duke's long, fat, ray of light. His large grayback was keeping them joined firmly. He was still on top of her, panting heavily and drooling on her neck. Claire felt a burning sensation on her sides. She turned her head and discovered the multiple scribble on both side of her hips and shank from Duke's toe-nails. She touched her bloated, distended twat. She could feel the knot inside of her. Her pussy was stretched and full. It also felt like she had a gallon of warm cum sloshing around inside of her. She felt respectable. She was satisfied, and knowing she had made Duke happy, caused her to feel even better.

Claire turned and looked at the clock nervously. How long will they be tied together, she wondered. What if her mom and dad came home base and found her trussed to Duke ? She smiled, imagining their faces. Their Sweet, destitute, daughter, a slut for dog cock. She giggled.

Claire was still horny. How could she not, with her kitty-cat stuffed broad ? Her fingers played upon her snatch. She felt the knot inside of her pussy. She felt the boastfully glob beneath her figure. She rubbed her clit and humped against Duke until she came again, moaning out his name.

After an eternity, Claire felt Duke's mile shrinkage. She reached for the towel, pulling Duke along with her and feeling the grayback stretching her. Duke tried to pull up away and Claire clamped her pussy until she could hold the towel underneath her. With one, sharp, terrible, tug, Duke's still swollen knot popped out, followed by his long, fat, peter. A torrent of pre-cum and sperm gushed out of her snatch. Claire felt so discharge now. She preferred the flavour of being full.

With entirely bit to part with until her parents came base, Claire praised Duke and told him what a dear boy he was as he cleaned her pussy with his spit and then cleaned his cock. Claire discarded the sopping wet towel in her hamper, promising herself to get going a burden of wash soon. She wobbled on unsteady ramification to the lav.

All week long, Claire and Duke played their aphrodisiacal naughty game after school ; Sniff-the-Bitch, Lick-the-Bitch, Bitch-Hand-Job, Bitch-Blow-Job, and their new front-runner, Fuck-the-Bitch. All day at school, she dreamed of his handsome cheek, tenacious clapper, and fat cock.

To protect herself from scratches, she used an old blue jean dress that was still slack, but way too brusk to outwear in populace - it was perfect to encounter all their naughty secret plan and keep Duke's nails from tearing her up.

Saturday arrived, and Duke's doggy-date arrived in the early good afternoon.

"Can I catch ?"asked Claire. Her mother started to object, but her father spoke up.

"Sure, if you want to. Nothing a pretty Loretta Young miss should want to see, but you're old enough,"he said. Her mother remained silent.

The bitch's owner brought her dog into the bet on grand."prison term to get fucked, Princess !"she said.

Claire's father released Duke. He ran to his particular date. They sniffed each other. Duke sniffed the air, smelling her heat. The bitch presented herself to Duke. Duke sat down and waited.

"Go get her, Duke !"Doug Davis said.

"Maybe your dog is too immature to mate,"Princess's possessor smirk.

"Maybe you're right,"Doug said."He's never gotten laid before."

Claire smiled.

"Here, let me help, Dad. He's just a little nervous,"Claire said. She knew what was wrong. She walked over to Duke and bent down to whisper in his ear, so no one could hear her.

"Sniff-the-Bitch, Duke !"Claire pointed to the dog, directing Duke's attention towards his intended target.

Duke got up and put his nozzle into the cunt's cunt. He sniffed her estrus, the arousing hormonal odour made his pecker slick out.

"Lick-the-Bitch !"Claire whispered.

Duke began to lap at the bitch's slit, tasting her and getting even more aroused.

"Now, Fuck-the-Bitch, Duke !"

Duke didn't need any foster instructions. He knew how to do this trick ! He immediately mounted Princess, found his target area, and fucked her fast and furiously. In no metre, they were locked together. Claire was very proud of him, but a little jealous.

"You sure hold a way with frankfurter, Claire,"Darlene Jefferson Davis said. She was standing on the backwards desk watching.

"Yeah, you're like the mother fucking dog-whisperer,"Princess's crass possessor said.

Claire blushed."It was easy,"she said."I've trained him not to try to hump things. He just had to know it was OK this time !"

"Well, the shackle you and Duke have is very special,"Darlene said."Why, I even told my champion what a great job you've done with Duke, and they want you to trail their hound too."

"Hell, honey, if you can train a male show-dog not to hump everything he sees, you'll have stack of customers,"the owner said.

"Hmmm,"Claire intellection. Duke was fucking former squawk so she should be able to run with other dogs too. It was only bonny, right ?

"Claire, the dog trainer…,"Claire said."I like the auditory sensation of that !"

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