Bob Wallace: Daughter_s pet peeve

Linda Mendell simply smiled at the obvious lie. "Ohhhhh," she remarked, entering the den and feigning acceptance of the child's explanation. Linda sat on the sofa and crossed her legs, exposing her long slender thigh as the skirt slid halfway up.

Melissa ogled the stunning woman, seeing the flesh of creamy white above the top of her black stocking. "Where's my daddy?"

"He's having another drink and looking through some photos of mine." She smiled at the child. "I thought it might be nice if we had a talk together, sort of woman to woman."

"About what?" Melissa asked, figuring it was about the animals.

"Your father and you," Linda remarked.

"What about my father, Mrs. Mendell?"

"Why don't you sit down first. You look as skittish as a young colt."

Melissa smiled, unable to imagine what Mrs. Mendell wanted to say about her father. She sat down on the edge of the sofa. Linda waited until the pretty child was settled. "Your father and I… " she started, but stopped. She smiled again, hoping to alleviate some of the anxiety she noticed in Melissa's eyes. "It's nothing bad. In fact, it could be quite a bit of fun."

Melissa nodded for her to go on.

"First, I want you to call me Linda. I'm too young to be Mrs. Mendell. Okay?"

Melissa's anxiety lessened, but she was still concerned about what Linda wanted to say. After her fantastic fuck with Neil, Linda learned all about the teenager. She coughed, hoping that Melissa wouldn't become jealous or hurt with what she was about to tell her. "Your father and I… well… we made love." She let the sentence hang, looking for any adverse reactions from the young girl.

"So?" Melissa said. "I suspected it anyway. I saw the way you two were looking at each other. Hell, I'm not a moron."

A weight lifted from Linda's shoulders. "I thought you might be jealous," she confessed. "I… you're… father told me about your very special closeness."

"Did he say anything about Claudius and me?"

"We talked about everything."

"You fuck dogs too, huh?" Melissa asked impishly, knowing the obvious answer.

"Yes. I sensed it in you the first day we met, when I brought Claudius to you for board."

Melissa giggled.

The matching Russian wolfhounds came to their new mistress. "What did you think of my new pets?" Melissa blushed.

"You're not going to tell me you didn't sample my beautiful borzois?" She petted their silky backs vigorously as they whimpered their pleasure.

"What did you call them?"

"Borzois, Russian wolfhounds. Borzoi is their real name," she explained.

"Ohhhhh," Melissa said. "Do they have other names?"

"Igor and Ivan," Linda answered. "Well, Ivan and Igor both had a ball with me." She leaned back against the sofa, relaxing completely. "They got me off on a fantastic orgasm. I came all over the floor."

It was strange talking this way with someone she hardly knew, but she had learned to express her sexual feelings openly with her father.

"I'm glad. I was hoping you'd avail yourself of them while I got to know your father better."

"Did Claudius join in?" Melissa prodded, her curiosity aroused and her pussy tingling as she thought about her father fucking this gorgeous woman.

"Not this time," Linda explained. "Did the dogs have a chance to get satisfied?"

"You knocked on the door before I had a chance to jerk them off."

"Jerk them off? Ohhhh, Melissa, you have so much to learn. It's a helleva lot more fun sucking them off with your mouth." She licked her lips, anticipating the taste of the Russian wolfhounds' cocks.

"Suck them?" Melissa asked, astonished. The thought of sucking their cocks might have nagged at the back of her mind, but to actually do it…

"Of course. You suck your father, don't you?"

"Mmmmmmm," Melissa purred, remembering. "I love sucking Daddy's cock."

"Then, you'll love sucking doggie cock too. They love it so." She was stroking the dogs, her own pussy beginning to ooze as she thought about sharing the two newly acquired animals with her young friend. "Would you like to join me?"

Melissa shivered. Sharing the two magnificent beasts with the beautiful Linda was overwhelming. "I'd… I'd love it!" she squealed, rubbing her hands together. "What about my father?"

"He'll join us later." She leaned back. "Why don't you get undressed, like you were before I came in.

Melissa grinned sheepishly. "You knew all along, huh?"

"Shit, honey," Linda said, "I spotted your panties over there the minute I came in the room."

Melissa giggled and stood up. "I feel kinda funny."

"Shit, I got the same as you, only more of it." She licked her lips. "Go on, I'm dying to see you naked." She petted the dogs, stroking their silky fur while watching the horny child strip.

"Well?" Melissa simpered, self-consciously, modeling her lithe teenage body in front of the older woman.

"You're gorgeous," Linda cooed, her heart catching in her throat as she ogled the adolescent's nubile body. She could see why her father desired her so much. "Your tits are perfect. I'd love to have a painting of you nude."

The two dogs lost interest in Linda's petting. They scampered over to Melissa, their tongues lolling out of their mouths. They rubbed their long slim bodies against her bare legs and licked them. They whimpered, their tails wagging, hoping to get the child's body back again.

Melissa petted them. "I think they like me," she giggled. She sat down on the sofa, spreading her legs, allowing the two gorgeous beasts to lick her pussy. "Can I watch you undress now?" she moaned, humping her cunt at the two dogs as they snuggled and pushed each other in an attempt to feed on her oozing sweet pussy.

Linda stood up and took off her skirt. She was wearing a black garter belt that held her stockings in place. A triangular patch of pussy hair was wet against the smooth creamy skin of her thighs and belly. "I didn't bother putting my panties back on either," she sighed. She slipped off her blouse, her huge creamy tits overflowing from the black lace bra that was straining to contain them. "Your father liked fucking me with it on," she explained. "You want me to take it off?"

Melissa was drowning in all the sexual stimuli that was hitting her from all sides; the two dogs, their tongues turning her pussy and mind into mush, Linda standing almost naked in front of her, and the fact that this woman would now be sharing her father with her. Everything was too much, too fast. Numbly, she nodded, wanting to see Linda's tits without the black lace hiding the rosy nipples.

"Yessssss, Linda," she moaned, squirming against the cold muzzles as the dogs shared her pussy, taking turns as an alternative to fighting. "Let me see your tits."

Linda unhooked the skimpy bra and tossed it aside. "How do they look?" Her huge creamy tits bounced free from the confines of her bra, still jutting out with no sag. She cupped them in her hands. "Big, huh?"

"Ohhhhh, God, yeah." Melissa swooned, her head spinning from the glorious sight of her ravishing beauty and the wolfhounds' squiggling tongues. "They're…soooo… beautiful…"

"Thanks, honey," Linda said, turning around and modeling for her enrapt audience. "Your daddy is a great fuck."

Melissa sighed. "I know.

Linda slinked to the floor between the two beautiful dogs. She rubbed their backs and silky flanks while they continued to lick the teenager's cunt. "They're really hungry," Linda moaned, catching glimpses of the child's pink pussy and oozing gash as the two dogs worked their special brand of magic on the whimpering squirming youth.

"Ohhhhh, God, Linda. They got me all fuckin' hot and crazy again."

"I can see that," Linda cooed, watching the child slump down in the sofa, her pussy and ass extending over the cushions. Linda grabbed both giant pricks, wet and sticky, protruding from their sheaths. "The dogs are hot as you are. You should get down here and feel their cocks."