Paul Gable - Horse-loving cousins

Marcie Edwards stood breathlessly in the darkened hallway, one hand on her tits. The large, empty house seemed to press down around her as she listened to the moans coming from behind her cousin's door.

"Yesss… oh yes, doggie, lick me there… right there!"

No one seemed to be home. Aunt Mary was in Bakersfield shopping, while Uncle Jack was somewhere out in the north fields supervising some new plowing.

"Ummmm… right there… ohhhh Pardner, right there…"

Marcie had thought something was odd about Kathy lately, something she hadn't noticed during her last vacation to her uncle's farm in Central California. Now as she tiptoed down the long corridor, her sandalled feet sinking in the thick, blue carpeting, the teenaged blonde felt she would find the answer to Kathy's mysterious, secretive behavior.

"Ohhhh, Pardner, your tongue… your tongue!"

The door was partially open. Marcie stopped, her breathing shallow and raspy. For a second the teenager was afraid Kathy would hear it. But the girl was making far too much noise on her own part to hear anything outside the door. Tentatively stretching out her right hand, Marcie pressed her icy fingertips against the door. Kathy had been careless. The door opened. Marcie held her breath, pressing one side of her face against the molding and peering in.

"Ummmmmm… it's sooooo good, soooo gooood," Kathy groaned.

At first the girl saw nothing. There was the usual paraphernalia about – high school pennants on the wall, several stuffed toys scattered about the brightly painted room.

Pushing the door open a little more, Marcie caught sight of the double bed. Kathy's bare feet were shuffling back and forth frantically while her gasping breaths were becoming increasingly loud. What was more surprising was the occasional swishing of something black and furry between those shuffling feet. The dog's tail! Marcie let out a shuddering breath, her knees growing suddenly very wobbly and weak. A dog! That's what's been going on! Kathy – her own cousin – was doing things with a dog!

Marcie wanted to turn and run. But something kept her there, standing in the doorway, clutching her tits as the moans increased in volume. She pushed the door open a few more inches and caught sight of Kathy. There, stretched prettily out on the large bed was the young brunette. Her chestnut-colored hair was fanned out behind her head. Both legs were spread widely apart, one bent at the knee and raised slightly so she could pet the animal on the back with her toes. Long streaks of saliva glittered as the animal licked up and down her slender body.

Pardner, the three-year-old German Shepherd, was merrily licking the girl's pussy. "Oh yes, yessss," Kathy hissed, closing her eyes and rolling her head from side to side. Marcie thought she'd faint from the horror of the discovery. Once or twice she'd heard about women who did this kind of thing. Marcie remembered overhearing some boys talking about some club in Mexico where women fucked with animals. But her own cousin, her very own cousin was there stretched out on a bed, letting an animal touch her pussy with his tongue. And how she was enjoying it! Her face was a mask of obscene pleasure while her body rocked under the tender licking of the German Shepherd.

"Your tongue's so hot, Pardner! Oh, it's so very hot and wet," Kathy moaned, raising her other leg, then letting both slip back down to the mattress.

In another moment, Marcie realized she was moved by what was happening under her horrified, widened eyes. Standing there in the doorway, the young girl felt a kind of hot, itchy tingle becoming worse and worse with each passing second. It was making her cunt shiver, tighten and get warm and moist as she watched Kathy writhe under Pardner's cunt-licking. Marcie found her knees rubbing together while her panties were growing damp around the crotch panel. Her nipples were getting very stiff and hard against her blouse. Instinctively the teenager moved one hand up, rubbing her fingers against the itchy nubs.

Marcie closed her eyes, sucking in a ragged breath through her flaring nostrils. Why was she feeling this way? Why was she turning on watching Kathy jerk and twitch under her pet's licking tongue?

"Mmmmm, Pardner, touch me down there… yeah, good boy," Kathy said breathlessly, her hands now holding the dog's proud head.

"She's fucking herself!" Marcie whispered as she watched Kathy take the German Shepherd's head and grip it tightly, rubbing its nose in and out, in and out of her drooling cunt.

It was awful! There was such a strange, wild look in Kathy's eyes as she did this. Her legs moved more widely apart while her brown hair flew in all directions. Marcie was holding tightly onto the molding, her fingernails sinking into the hard white enamel paint. The tips of her tits were so hard she thought they would break off as they rubbed against the smooth material of her white cotton blouse. Her cunt was moving, actually moving, the swelling cunt-lips folding over one another while her clit popped out from the surrounding pink pussy flesh. Her knees were knocking together while an odd, comforting glow spread over her flesh.

"Oh God, God, it's gonna happen… it's… it's gonna… uhhhhhh!"

Marcie put one hand to her mouth, pressing the fingertips to her lips as she watched Kathy fling her body back down onto the mattress. The girl's face contorted into a wincing expression of pain. Kathy kept crying out, beating her clenched fists against the mattress while screaming out the dog's name again and again.

Kathy was making odd, jerky fucking movements, her feet now flat against the bed, her knees bent fully forward. Her thighs were tensing, relaxing, then tightening again as she danced her ass off the bed and fed the licking dog her pussy. She was fucking Pardner's mouth, driving her pussy up against his maw while clawing and clutching at the wrinkled coverlet.

"Fuck me, fuck me with that tongue!" Kathy cried.

Marcie suspected the girl saw nothing. She was staring straight up at the ceiling, her mouth half opened, odd guttural groans coming from deep in her chest. And over it all, there were the slick, smacking sounds of the German Shepherd's tongue licking over her cunt! With a good deal of effort, Marcie turned around, leaning heavily against the wall. What she'd seen horrified as well as delighted her. She stumbled down the corridor, one of her sandals slipping from her feet.

"No, I've got to be dreaming," she whispered, one hand still against her mouth as she stumbled into the living room and leaned against the overstuffed chair. "Wrong… wrong!"

She moved around and sat heavily in the chair. It was only then the girl realized just how aroused she was. Watching her cousin Kathy gyrate under the dog's heavy cunt-licking had done something to her, something she couldn't quite understand fully. Kathy had looked so excited, so pleased at the touch of Pardner's tongue. There were no cries of agony or fear as the big black German Shepherd mounted her and licked her pussy! Marcie sank back farther into the chair, rubbing her upper arms with both hands. How her flesh was puckered up into goose pimples! And all the while her cunt was still hot, so very wet and slippery down there between her white, shivering legs! It was a feeling she had had more often lately, and one she knew it was best not to have right now! That dog! That beautiful, wonderful dog fucking his tongue right into her cousin's pussy! There was nothing Marcie could do to shake the image from her mind.

"Ohhhh…" Gripping the armrests, the blonde teenager shook her head from side to side, her long blonde hair splashing over her throat. How could she feel excited over something like this? How could she?