Jon Reskind - Girl_s school pet

"Oh, no, no," Victoria desperately gasped, trying to reach out and draw the animal's head back between her lewdly spread thighs, but Prince easily dodged her clutching fingers and moved quickly to the other side of the room.

"Damn, damn, damn," Victoria sobbed out, knowing there was nothing more she could do to call the alarmed animal back to her. Quickly pulling her panties back over her swollen pink cuntal flesh, the frustrated young woman staggered to her feet and snatched her nightgown from the nearby closet, settling it quickly over her body. She moved toward the door, recognizing her roommate's voice as she demanded to be let in. With an angry contemptuous motion, Victoria threw the lock back and twisted the door handle, letting it open by itself under the pressure of Penny's knocking.

As soon as the door gave before her, Penny surged triumphantly into the room, bursting with curiosity to know who it was that had turned her prim roommate into such an animal.

"Well, it's really something when a person can't get inside her own room," she began, but stopped dead when she saw no one there but Victoria and Ben Wright's German shepherd.

"Why, I-I thought there was somebody else in here with you…" she began lamely.

"There is," Victoria said icily. "Prince." And she pointed towards the big animal as he stayed prudently back in the far corner. Penny's first reaction was to think that whoever it had been must have left through the sliding glass doors, but she saw that was impossible. Some books and records were propped against the glass, moved there by Victoria while she had been playing with Prince and it was clear that the doors couldn't have been slid back without removing them.

"I-I'm sure I heard somebody," Penny insisted, looking around suspiciously and fighting down an impulse to look under the beds.

"Well, you're wrong," Victoria retorted and then tried to change the subject. "What are you doing home, anyhow? I thought you were going to spend the night locked in the arms of your muscle-bound hero?"

Penny couldn't help making a wry face. "He's muscle-bound all right, but mostly between the ears. He took me to a soda shop and told me all about his exploits as a football hero. And then at ten o'clock he said he had to be home so he could get plenty of sleep. By then I was so bored that I wouldn't have cared if he promised I could sleep with the whole football team! So here I am, unloved and unlaid."

While she was talking, Penny took a closer look at her friend and knew she hadn't been imagining the sounds she had heard. Victoria had been up to something all right. It showed in the hot flush that bloomed on her cheeks and her breathing was still ragged and forced. On top of that, the dark haired Penny distinctly detected the odor of hotly aroused female flesh. But where the hell was the male who had got her that way? Penny wondered. It was clear there was no one here but Prince… and then the horrible suspicion came to the supposedly unshockable young sexual prodigy.

No! It just wasn't possible! Penny would have believed the earth was flat before she would accept the suspicion that her prudish roommate could ever… No, not with a dog, not ever, and the stunned young woman sank down slowly to sit on the edge of her bed. She looked up once to catch Victoria's eye, but the blonde looked away. Then Penny tried to catch Prince's eye, but he looked away too.

Impossible! Impossible!

It was a long night for Victoria. Drifting in and out of a troubled sleep, always at least half-aware of Prince's heavy warm body stretched out beside her on the bed, the young girl waited only for the morning when Penny would have to go to an early class and then she would be alone with her thoughts… and with the beautiful German shepherd.

Finally the harsh sound of Penny's alarm clock shattered the morning quiet. As usual, Penny let the alarm ring until it had run down, then groaning, she got grumpily out of bed to face another day. To her, the days were long interludes to get through as best as possible, waiting for the nights, for she was a true night person.

Victoria too got out of bed, preferring to be active, wanting the time to pass as quickly as possible until her roommate left. Prince remained lying on the bed for awhile, luxuriating in the unusual privileges he was enjoying here with his young human friend. The big animal watched with a heightened curiosity as the two girls dressed before him, remembering the strange stimulation that had taken charge of him the night before as he had licked and nuzzled at the intoxicating crevice between the blonde girl's soft white thighs. Always an affectionate animal, Prince now found new reasons to want to be near these young females, who felt and smelled so different from his master.

It wasn't long before Victoria sensed the animal's eyes on her and she found to her amazement that she was blushing. The young coed had purposely kept the events of last night as much out of her thoughts as possible, preferring to be alone before she let herself analyze what it was that had driven her to that incredible act of bestiality the night before. But now, with Prince's large brown eyes fixed longingly on her, the confused blonde was suddenly overwhelmed by the memories of the exquisite sensations that had seized control of her helplessly writhing body as Prince's long hot tongue had licked her into panting submission. Despite the years of social training that told her how wrong it had all been, Victoria had to admit to herself that it would be wonderful to once again know the almost unbearable erotic delights she had experienced with Prince. Maybe when Penny had gone to class… Victoria looked up to see that her friend and roommate was almost dressed now, and perhaps in another few minutes she would be gone. Perhaps then Prince could finish what he had started the night before…

The forbidden nature of her thoughts made Victoria automatically feel guilty so that she imagined Penny was staring at her, maybe even reading her shameful thoughts, and there was some justification in this. Being an intelligent and observant girl, Penny had been watching her blonde friend with ever-growing curiosity and suspicion, divining from her nervous and guilty manner that something strange indeed had been going on in this very room last night. Wanting to escape her roommate's curious stare, Victoria quickly pulled on her clothes and left the room, walking down the hall towards the large communal bathroom shared by all the girls living on the floor.

Victoria took longer than usual washing her face that morning, hoping that Penny would be gone when she got back to the room so that she could be alone with the dog to decide once and for all whether or not she would once again abandon herself to the deliciously sinful stimulation of the night before.

Finally the young girl walked slowly back to the room, and opening the door, she was disappointed to see that Penny was still there. But then, to Victoria's horror she saw that Penny was alone. Prince was nowhere in sight and the back sliding glass doors were half open.

"Wh-Where's Prince?" Victoria asked in breathless shock.

"Oh, while you were gone old Ben Wright came looking for his dog," Penny said. "You just missed them, they left only a couple of minutes ago."

Victoria realized that her face must be showing the shock she was feeling, a shock that amazed her in its intensity. Yes, she had to admit to herself now how much she had wanted the dog to again do to her what he had done last night. But now he was gone… gone, and the desperate young woman had no idea when she would be able to see the big animal alone again. Victoria was dimly aware that Penny was speaking to her, concern showing on her face.

"What's the matter, honey?" Penny asked, worried, but Victoria didn't even try to answer, instead bolting for the door, some crazy impulse inside her demanding that she find Prince as soon as possible. What she would do when she found him she didn't know, but the young blonde was beyond all rational thinking now, knowing only an instinctive age-old need.