Unknown - Mother_s animal lover

Uncomfortably, the tall, gorgeous blonde girl shifted in her chair, and accidentally let Kaiser's head slip from its balance against her ankles. A low growl erupted from the dog's deep barrel chest, and he gradually stretched his front paws forward and pushed himself up to a stance. His nose seemed to stiffen and his ears perked up as he responded instinctively to the stimulus that he couldn't yet identify. He peered up over the flat wooden seat of the chair, and his big, brown eyes were focused directly into the darkened valley between Jackie's unconsciously twitching thighs.

The scent! It was the scent of the fresh young virgin's silent arousal that had attracted the dog, causing him to fully awaken himself from his half-nap to give all his attentions to the female who subconsciously beckoned. His sensitive, muscular body recorded the vibrations of Jackie's silent trembling, and his keen nostrils flared with the sweet musky odor of her cunt. Deliberately, he ran his chin along the flat seat of the chair, forcing with his nose and face the girl's luscious thighs apart.

"Oh! Kaiser!" Jackie cried out, pushing the chair back from the table so she could look underneath. Her face was red with shame and embarrassment, as she saw how her short skirt had been shoved completely up around her waist, and she realized at the same time that she had been day-dreaming again instead of reading. "Nnoooo, not again," she moaned.

Ruefully, Jackie looked back at the book and reflected that she had not even finished a page all evening. It was nine o'clock, and she hadn't made herself anything for dinner, although she had made certain that Kaiser was well fed as soon as she got back from school. Now, the young blonde girl felt the now-familiar heat radiating from her tortured loins to fill her whole tense young body with a sensual glow, and the dog's rasping breath washed over her panty-clad loins under the table.

"Oh, God, oh God," she moaned over and over again to herself. She didn't have the strength or the will to push Kaiser away, but at the same time, her over-worked imagination spun with the combined visions of Roman orgies and salacious sodomy and herself, in various untried, obscene positions. Her mind flew back to that night at the drive-in with Gary Starkoff, and it made her shudder even now in remembered horror to realize how dangerously close she had come that night.

Again, she looked down at the reverently nuzzling beast between her quivering thighs, and she thought that in some fantastic, twisted way it would be less dangerous to take Kaiser as a lover than it would be to have a human lover.

"God!" she said aloud. But it still seemed to be true… In the first place, Kaiser would protect her – he was doing that already. And then, the faithful dog would always be loyal, where a relationship between two humans could easily crumble, just as the marriage between her mother and father had. There would be none of the whispered insinuations about her involvement, either, the way there had been about her mother when they had lived in Carmichael.

"My, God!" Jackie exclaimed again. It seemed almost too perfect to be true!

She turned her speculative, blue-green eyes to the big brown ones of the German Shepherd, and her lovely face relaxed into a sly, anticipating smile. She felt rather than heard Kaiser's growl of tacit agreement, and slowly, she stood up from the wooden chair and tiptoed into the living room, with the big, eager dog following so close at her heels that she nearly tripped trying to keep from stepping on him.

His long, rough pink tongue had slipped out of the side of his mouth, and long, dribbling drools of his animal saliva dropped on the carpet as he waited by Jackie's bedside. The pretty human female was throwing the backrests off her single day-bed, pulling it away from the wall the way she did every night before going to sleep. Hurriedly, she tore off the fitted slip-cover, revealing to Kaiser's gaze for the first time the shiny pink satin of Jackie's coverlet, and just underneath it, the smooth, silky sheen of her white satin sheets.

The cool feel of the fabric reminded the blonde girl that she was still a virgin, that it wasn't too late to back out, and for a fleeting moment, she wondered if what she was doing would be right. After all, Kaiser was just a young innocent puppy, really, who responded to his instincts without any conscious thought. Would she be corrupting him, by allowing him to participate in her lewd sodomizing fantasies? And in addition, there was the nagging question of what would happen to her. Could she lose her virginity to a dog? What she had seen of Kaiser's penis the other night was nearly as long as she remembered Gary Starkoff's human penis, but she way sure that it was not nearly so thick as the young football player's organ. Would Kaiser's dog-cock slip safely up into her virgin womb without disturbing her virginity? Or would she really be giving her most precious possession by succumbing to the overwhelming unnatural desire to feel Kaiser up inside her untouched pussy?

Oh, no, I can't let it happen, she thought, standing upright with the sheet still in her hand. It would be wrong… Of course it's wrong… I don't know what made me think I could do it… with a dog… or a man, or anyone! God, what would Daddy think if he knew the things that are going through my mind?

The guilt-ridden young teenager looked sadly at the eagerly trembling young dog who was waiting patiently by the bed. She looked through the archway into the dining room, where her Western Civ book was still open on the dinette table, and she glanced at the TV, where the dog show was just ending.

"I-I'm sorry, Kaiser," she whispered in a throaty voice. "I guess I just got carried away…" She started to remake the bed, slowly, reluctantly pulling the smooth satin sheets and quilted satin coverlet back up over the mattress. But a wet, cold pressure against the backs of her firm tan thighs halted her careful deliberate motions.

"Kaiser!" Jackie exclaimed in frustrated exasperation. "I said, 'No!'" But when she whirled around to see the big, innocent brown eyes of the young German Shepherd staring pleadingly up into her own, the beautiful blonde immediately softened, bending down to run her hand along the puppy's smooth, strong back. "Oh, I'm sorry, boy… I just don't know what to do!"

As if in answer to her rhetorical question, Kaiser nuzzled tighter against her slightly parted thighs, causing her to lose her balance and fall forward across the bed. He eagerly leapt up beside her, mounting her lightly clothed body in an almost sexual fashion as he leaned his head down so close to her burning cheek that she could feel his hot breath washing over her smooth skin. Slowly, her small hands crept up to the sides of the animal's perfectly symmetrical face, and she opened her lush red lips with her tiny, quivering pink tongue – only to have his long, saliva-moistened lingual member slurp out to touch it with a burning caress of a French kiss!

The teenager gasped, trembling all over. For the first time, she got an inkling that perhaps she wasn't in complete control of her relations with the huge friendly German Shepherd puppy. Maybe it was Kaiser who was actually entertaining all the salacious ideas, letting her think that she was alone in having the forbidden thoughts. God, is this what Mother meant when she said Kaiser was trained to look after women? Did she mean look after women like that?!

As Jackie looked deeply into the pools of Kaiser's eyes, she realized that there was no turning back. All of the deeply welling frustration of her virginal arousal was swirling in her sexually ignored young loins, boiling… churning… toward the mouth of her virginal cunt. She couldn't keep herself now from exchanging these small, fervent kisses with her new pet, and he whimpered with a low sensual growl that seemed to shoot up right between her legs.