Bob Wallace - Hot mom, hot dog

"She's yours, if you and your mother stay," Ed offered.

Terri looked at her mother, her eyes pleading. "Ohhh, can we, please, Mommy?"

"We'll talk about it tonight," she said. "Right now, I think it's time we stripped off their saddles, and brushed them down."

"Carol and I will take care of your pony for you," Ed said. "There's a surprise in the house."

"What is it?" Terri asked, beaming with enthusiasm.

"You'll see when you get inside," Carol said. "Now go on in the house and have fun with your surprise. We'll be in later." She took the pony's reins from Terri, and patted her daughter on the rump.

"Thanks, Mom. Thanks, Ed," she said. Terri turned and ran to the house, her heart bursting with excitement and curiosity.

She rushed inside the house as Ed and Carol watched. Terri checked every room on the first floor and found nothing. Her curiosity mounting, she ran up the stairs, her long legs taking the steps two at a time. It must be in my room, she decided, hurrying down the hall.

She opened the door to her room and stopped cold in her tracks. On the bed was a large, sleek, fawn-colored Great Dane. His long sinewy body was spread across the bed. She spotted a note attached to the dog's studded collar.

The dog looked up, his large, dark oval eyes following her as she approached. His thin tail wagged as she stroked his back and took the note off his neck.

Nervously, Terri read the note: "This magnificent dog is a present to you from me. Your mother told me how much you enjoyed King licking you. Duke here is an exceptional dog. His previous mistress trained him in every way to please her needs. Enjoy his special abilities to the fullest. He's yours, no matter what your mother decides about staying." It was signed simply – "Ed".

Terri stood back from the dog, surveying his smooth and lustrous body. Trembling, she petted his large head. He was a giant, a mammoth of a dog. She had never seen one larger. She shook with erotic thoughts about what he had been taught, and her body began to smolder. Her tits swelled inside the lightweight top she was wearing. This was a gift she'd always treasure.

Her hand moved down his flank to his hind quarters, and Duke rolled on his side, his leg lifting up in the air. She giggled nervously, stroking the inside of his hind thigh. She could hear his steady breathing over her own pounding heart. It made her wonder if the dog was as horny as King. The thought of King made her knees weak and she looked again at Duke. Her hand ran smoothly along the dog's belly, moving apprehensively down between his hind legs to his cock, which was hidden by its hairy sheath.

The dog lay on the bed, docile, his head resting on the pillow as he remained on his side. His mouth was open and his great tongue hung out as he breathed heavily. It was almost as if he knew what she was going to do. He whimpered expectantly, and waited patiently for his mistress to do whatever she wished.

"Good boy, Duke," she whispered, stroking his belly, still shy about touching his cock. "Good boy."

Her mouth was parched as she neared his cock. The temptation was too strong. She could no longer fight the desire to see the dog's prick. Her hands, the palms sweaty with anxiety, swept over his belly, touching the hairy sheath that covered his cock. She could feel the strength of the huge dog as she slid her hand up and down.

Duke whimpered, his rear jerking on her hand, his long thick tongue hanging out of his mouth. Panting, the dog humped her hand, his hard, lean muscles coiled. His eyes glowed brightly.

Nervously, Terri's hand brought the sheath back, exposing his firm reddish-purple cock to her curious gaze. It was a magnificent piece of cockmeat. She trembled with the thought of having it jammed in her pussy the way King had fucked her mother.

She stroked it rapidly, making the dog whine. She squeezed her thighs together, the juice from her cunt oozing, soaking her jeans. She stepped back from the dog, her breathing heavy and irregular. "We are gonna have fun," she sighed, looking hungrily at the dog.

Terri stripped quickly, her young, naked body exposed before the hot and jittery Great Dane. She climbed on the bed, gently stroking the lean flank of the dog, her hands all over his short-haired glossy coat. She could feel the strength surging through his loins, and shivered in heavenly anticipation. She spread her legs, wanting the dog to lick her pussy first, before she climbed on all fours and let him doggie fuck her.

"Lick me," she moaned. "Lick me, Duke. Lick your new horny mistress." She squirmed on the bed, eager for the dog's long, pinkish-red tongue.

Duke sniffed his young mistress, his cold nose touching Terri's hot quivering flesh. Occasionally his long, broad tongue flicked out, swiping across Terri's expectant body, making her moan and shudder. He seemed to be more interested in her scent at the moment, sniffing her neck, arms, and near the silky patch of pussy hair.

It was when his cold nose hit her boiling twat that Terri went wild. She humped up, trying to get his broad face in her snatch. "Ohhhhh, Duke," she whimpered. "Lick me! For Christ's sake, lick me!"

Duke straddled her on the bed, his ears perked up, eyes alert. His long, sensuous tongue slid across his jowls. Terri gazed down and saw his cock protruding from its hairy sheath. She stroked his prick, whimpering noises emanating from her throat. She wriggled her ass, wondering why the dog wasn't licking her.

The huge dog's body tensed as Terri rubbed his cock. He growled low in his throat, glaring down at his mistress. He moved up, his cock coming out of her hands as he licked her face, his tongue warm and slippery to her tender skin.

"Oooooo, yessss," Terri sighed, relieved that the dog was at last licking her. She moved her head, letting the dog's tongue lap across her neck. "Ummmmmm. Ummmmmmm!"

Duke's tongue licked across her neck and shoulders, his thick, slippery tongue soaking her armpits. He flashed his tongue across the budding mounds of her young titties, over the soft white flesh and pink nipple. The tip ached for a deep suck.

"Duke," she moaned, petting his broad head with her hands as he drenched her tits with his saliva. The lower half of her body twisted, her pussy dripping for his tongue or his dick. "Soooooo good, Duke. Sooooo good!"

The sleek dog seemed to sense he was pleasing his young mistress. He began nibbling on the hard pointed tips of her firm titties. Although his teeth were sharp, he was gentle, licking and nibbling tenderly on the sensitive flesh.

"Oh, my God," she cried, exquisite pleasure sending hot flashes through her groin. She lifted her legs, using her knees to touch and rub Duke's cock. Her hands frantically petted his face and firm legs. She arched her back, attempting to get her whole tit into the dog's large mouth.

Duke was slobbering on her tits, his body taut from her legs tugging and teasing his prick. He growled, nipping with a new urgency on her tits, the pointed tips of his canines sinking into the hard flesh of her nipples.

"Agghhhhh!" Terri howled, pushing his head away from her titties. "AGGHHRR!" She squirmed up on the bed, wanting him, needing him to lick her pussy.

Duke looked at his lust-crazed mistress. He seemed to know that he had hurt her. He licked her belly, rib cage and thighs in a manner that begged forgiveness. He soaked her entire body, his mouth never touching Terri's pussy.

"What am I going to do?" she cried, her body churning under the Great Dane as he licked and nibbled on her tender flesh. Frustrated and angry, she rolled over on her belly. At once, the dog began licking her back and neck. His tongue flashed over her spine, down to the soft quivering meat of her ass cheeks.

Terri, her hand under her body, her fingers pushing and stroking her clit, lifted up, hoping and praying that the dog would take the hint and lick her asshole. She waited, her body shaking with frustration, her fingers delving into the soft wet folds of her cunt.