Duncan Fox - Daddy_s darling daughter

"Go away, damn it," Judy swore again. The heaving of her ribs made the squirrel hang on for dear life. The little animal started to obey her this time, turning and crawling head first down her torso, his legs spread wide for a good grip.

His tail tickled between Judy's breasts as he crawled lower. She heaved a sigh of relief, then gulped. He was crossing her belly button. Spread eagled around the tree like a virgin sacrifice, Judy was helpless as the squirrel again neared her naked, totally vulnerable slit. She didn't even have enough pubic hair to shield her sex from the curious animal. Judy threw her, head back and said a silent prayer. It went unanswered. Instead the squirrel crept lower and lower, his whiskers tickling over Judy's bare tummy, making her suck in her breath abruptly. The sudden caving in of her stomach almost dislodged the squirrel. He paused and chattered angrily, his tail jiggling and twitching, tickling Judy even more.

Then he was silent and crept a little lower. Judy could feel the twitching of his whiskers as he sniffed at her body, and she almost cried. The squirrel was getting closer and closer to her most private parts. The faint aroma from her sex seemed to attract him, drawing him closer and closer. His claws scratched at the tender skin where Judy's thighs joined her body, making her whimper softly. His whiskers tickled on the insides of both thighs as he sniffed right down between her legs. The soft fur of his chin brushed the upper end of Judy's slit, sending a tickling jolt of pleasure through her. His nose poked into her slit further down, and Judy felt a wave of heat roar upward through her body from the touch. The feeling of the squirrel hovering at her crotch, his nose poking into her sex, his fur brushing the sensitive skin of her belly and pussy, sent wave after wave of excitement roaring through Judy, making her roll her head against the trunk of the tree. The muscles of her thighs twitched and writhed uncontrollably as the squirrel continued his bold investigation of her nearly hairless crotch. Judy bit her lip with passion-terrified, humiliated, but incredibly stimulated by the squirrel's intimate investigation. It was driving her toward that incredibly good feeling again, and Judy wanted it to happen. She didn't care what the squirrel did to her, she just wanted that delicious feeling to sweep over her again. And then it was there, that wonderful tide of pleasure, wringing a long, whimpering cry of pleasure from her. She wasn't even aware of the pricking of his claws anymore, just that delicious melting down of everything inside of her into a bubbling puddle of pleasure.

As the feeling faded away, leaving Judy limp and exhausted, there was a sudden crashing sound in the leaves and brush that made her jerk with fear. The squirrel, also terrified by the sudden racket, whirled, his claws digging into Judy's belly. Without a pause he scrambled painfully up and across Judy. He hit the trunk of the tree and went up and around it, his feet rasping over the bark.

Judy looked around, seeking the source of the racket, panic threatening to overwhelm her again.

A huge dog bounded into the clearing, crashing through the wall of underbrush.

The squirrel, about even with Judy's ear, chattered angrily and ran up the tree. The dog caught sight of the little gray animal and thundered over to the tree, barking ferociously. With a leap, he tried to go up the tree after the squirrel. Fortunately for Judy, he was at her side or his reaching paws would have ripped across her helplessly exposed body. As it was, his paws tore at her arm, his claws raising angry welts across her forearm. His barking deafened Judy as he snapped and snarled at the squirrel. The squirrel seemed bent on torturing the dog, and hung from the tree, just out of reach, chattering angrily. The cacophony threatened to deafen Judy. The squirrel ceased its swearing and scrambled higher, finally reaching a low limb, and climbing out on it. As the squirrel retreated, the dog eased its attack and backed away from the tree, still barking angrily. Judy eyed the big dog warily. It was mostly German shepherd. It looked like the same dog she had seen running off through the woods earlier, near her house. Fortunately it, or rather he, seemed oblivious to Judy's presence. The dog was very obviously a male.

Judy froze against the trunk of the tree, not daring to move, hoping that the dog would ignore her completely. Normally she was not afraid of dogs. But facing this one, as large and ferocious as it looked, and as helpless as she was, she wanted only for him to go away and leave her alone.

The squirrel ran further out the limb, and the dog followed, still barking furiously. The taunting presence of the squirrel was driving the dog mad with rage, and Judy eyed the big animal warily. All She needed was to be bound helpless against the trunk of the tree, sharing the lonely clearing with a male dog! Hopefully, the squirrel would lead the big dog away and leave Judy safely alone again.

The squirrel paused, farther out on the limb now, and cursed at the dog. The dog bounded high in the air in a futile attempt to reach the teasing squirrel.

Judy wanted to throw something at the saucy squirrel to drive him away. He seethed determined to totally enrage the big shepherd. As the two animals swore at each other, Judy puffed to blow a strand of hair away from her face and swore at both of the animals.

The squirrel ran further out the branch making it bend low with his weight. The dog followed hopefully along, snarling, his eyes glued on the offensive little animal. The squirrel continued along the, branch, along the gradually narrowing pathway. Near the tip, he lost his footing for a second, and Judy was sure he was going to plummet straight down the throat of the big dog. Evidently the dog thought the same thing and jumped wildly, trying to reach the tail of the squirrel. He was inches short. Regaining his footing, the squirrel continued along the branch. Without a pause, he went straight out to the end and leaped off into space, his legs flung wide, his tail streaming out behind him.

The dog went mad, convinced he had a meal coming. But, at the last possible second, he saw the meal snatched away from him, almost out of his mouth, as the squirrel landed on the branch of a neighboring tree, clinging desperately to the flimsy twigs at the end. The branch flexed dangerously from the impact, bending perilously close to the snapping jaws of the dog, and the squirrel's tail actually whipped between the dog's gleaming teeth, but just as his jaws closed with a snap, the branch whipped upward, lifting the squirrel out of harm's way, leaving the big dog snapping at thin air. Then, as the dog tumbled to the leaves, the squirrel dashed away up the branch, heading for solid safety at the trunk. By the time the dog had recovered his balance, the squirrel was out of sight.

The dog, apparently a little dazed, looked around the clearing. Then he shook himself, sending a cloud of leaves and twigs flying from his fur. He lifted his nose and sniffed curiously, and Judy froze. She said a silent prayer, hoping that the big dog would find a new trail that would lead him out of the hollow.

She liked dogs, but not this way.

The dog sniffed among the leaves, seemingly in no hurry to depart. Something caught his attention and he burrowed through the leaves, tossing the brown, dry scraps aside, snuffling noisily. He pursued a meandering trail across the clearing, drawing slowly closer to Judy. Reaching the spot where Polly and Jake had screwed, the dog stopped and, investigated the leaves intently. Something there seemed to fascinate him, and he sniffed and snorted vigorously, pushing the leaves aside with his nose. He sniffed carefully over the rumpled patch where Jake had lain on his back as Polly drove herself down, on his cock. The dog worked his way back and forth, moving slowly downward from where Jake's head had been to where his crotch had been. Then the dog reached the spot, and Judy saw a few gleaming drops of Polly's and Jake's juices in the leaves. The dog sniffed at them with interest, then licked them. The taste and aroma of the come obviously excited him, and he licked frantically at the white drops.