Grace Wilkinson - The family pet

Then she was facing frontward again and cupped her ripened breast mounds to offer them erotically to her reflection in the mirror. These were what men loved to suck on, she knew, and her father should love hers especially. For wasn't she a loving daughter?

And then there was the fact of her sparse platinum pubic hair. She knew that this coloring was unusual, and she often doted on studying herself in the mirror this way. For what could be sweeter than a natural platinum blonde?

Karen smiled to herself. If her father ever saw her like this, he couldn't fail to love her! She stepped daintily out of her panties, breathing hard, and kicked off her loafers. If only dear Daddy was here now, to see her in all her loveliness!

And then she heard it – the creak of the bedroom door opening slightly…

She looked at the door – startled and apprehensive – to find that big handsome brute of a German shepherd coming smoothly in through the open portal!

"You!" she cried reflexively. "What are you doing here?! Get out!"

But Wolf only snarled unintelligibly. He understood what the beautiful young teenager was saying, but he chose to ignore it. He had to ignore it, for the fiercely ruttish pounding in his genitals would not let him rest.

He had noticed the platinum-haired thirteen year old that morning, and had been disappointed when she'd left. With her long white hair and the sweet scent of her pubescent youth, she was totally the most attractive young human he'd ever seen. The redhead was a voluptuous woman, but this girl had such an essence of purity about her that the urge to slip his cock up through her trembling white buttocks and make it disappear through her virginally snug anal ring was fairly compelling – indeed overwhelming.

So that when he had heard and sensed her presence when he was finishing his scene with his redheaded mistress, he had scented keenly in order to keep track of her smell as she moved off down the corridor and about the house. Then when he had broken from the redheaded female, leaving her breathing brokenly in an exhausted nakedness, he took off after the young platinum blonde.

His keen nose had followed her to the bathroom, which had been closed, and he had waited there for some moments until he sensed her departing for the room next door. With this one, the door had been slightly parted, and he had been able to push it open further and ease his sleek body through the wide-spread portal.

Now they were face to face, she standing naked there in the center of the room, he with his eyes and nostrils devouring the total compelling magic of her scent.

He could feel his penis gradually filling with blood and sliding out through its softly furred container. He was all ready to go again – this girl was so enticing that he needed no further rest. He was becoming fully aroused at the sight of her glorious loveliness. He wanted to sink his rampant penis up into her belly and hump over her until that moment when, convulsively, his animal hunger was appeased.

"Get away! Get away, bad dog!" Karen cried, backing away, her long white hair flying around, her breasts quivering in fright. The big dog growled and moved closer toward her, its sharp canine teeth showing in a menacing snarl. This produced a blast of fear in the trembling young girl's loins, and the fright was in some way a more sexually exciting element than kindness.

"Get away! Leave me alone!" she moaned, backing off until she fell against the bed. But the big dog only growled in warning, making her loins cringe with primitive thrills, and she stumbled backward and up onto the bed as fast as she could.

Suddenly he leaped at her, landing right in front of the bed! Karen cringed and her voice came out in a piteous, helpless moan, "Please-what, what do you want of me? I'll do anything-anything you want." And oddly, as she spoke, the young girl realized she wanted him to do something… something naughty.

Wolf grinned evilly, showing his teeth, then suddenly jumped up on the bed and began nosing at her with his cold, wet snout. Trembling with fear and terror, Karen allowed herself to be nosed about and pushed around by him.

By now the heated flow in her wetly throbbing loins had become a perfume that was stronger than soap or cologne, she was terrified of this shaggy lover who could not be understood or implored, who only knew how to demand and force her to do his bidding.

But at the same time she found Wolf savagely exciting. There was something marvelously masculine about the way he terrified her into submission in a way that all females secretly love. The raging fire in her loins required satisfaction desperately now, and as he was obviously intent on forcing her to do his bidding, Karen had the perfect rationale for being compliant. This was rape! After her initial resistance, God could scarcely hold it against her if she was terrified and allowed herself to be mauled and pushed around by this magnetically dominating animal. She had done her best, after all. She was just an innocent virginal thirteen year old, completely pure, while Wolf was obviously a dangerous, brutal beast who had been trained to do this. What sort of competition was there in that? What sort of defense could a weak, delicate young thing like herself present?

"Please-please… what… what are you trying to do to me?" she continued to wail helplessly as he forced her to get on all fours on the bed, her long platinum hair streaming all over her neck, shoulders and back, her budding young breasts swaying and jiggling over the coverlet, her naked buttocks waving high in the air in back of her.

Wolf drooled as his eyes fastened on her fleshy white ass-cheeks. Growling low in his throat with desire, he got up on his hind legs and staggered forward awkwardly, his feet digging deeply into the softness of the bed, until he was able to clamp his forelegs firmly onto her smoothly muscled young back.

The feel of his forepaws on her bare back drove Karen wild with excitement. She could feel the saliva growing in her mouth, and her vagina was flowing copiously in heady expectation of some lewd behavior. But what? What was it she was expecting?

In back of her, Wolf's large cone-shaped hardness had emerged like a red hot branding iron, shining and wet. It jiggled and jerked in the air before the panting, slavering dog could finally locate the wetly heated cleft between Karen's buttocks. It slipped and danced in this tightly clenched portal, dredging gasps of pure amazement and terror from the voluptuous platinum-tressed teenager. The dog snarled menacingly to freeze her into position, and then began working the slimly pointed organ up toward her fearfully puckering rectal passage.

Karen felt as if she was going to faint. Wolf's was the first penis she'd ever felt in such a highly localized and personal portion of her virginal anatomy. Its touch sent instinctive waves of longing echoing through her sensually awakening loins and anal canal in a natural female reaction. She couldn't seem to help herself. Despite the fact that she was terrified of what was going on, there was still that feeling of primitive thrill and heady excitement that she couldn't seem to fight. It was pure instinct that made her buttocks squirm lewdly backwards in search of his penis, instinct for her body to want her sizzling anal passage filled. The swollen mounds of her breasts were by now throbbing with desire, her nipples had become elongated and erect. Her entire loins were aflame with obscene desire.

Suddenly she could hold herself back no longer. Uttering a savage little cry of pure desire and release, she reached around in back of herself and grabbed Wolf's long animal penis, pulling it forward so that the tip of it pressed snugly against her tightly clenched little anus.

The big dog slavered and gasped, its haunches still struggling for a firm position in the softness of the bed. His strong forelegs gripped tightly around her naked waist and hourglass hips, his slippery cock sliding effortlessly forward through her tight elastic anal ring!