Unknown - Daughter in Heat

They exited the bus and began the familiar four block walk to Heather's house.

Harold still couldn't believe what just happened but her vaginal wetness was drying on his hand and making the books hard to keep in place. He looked to her and said, "Wow, Heather, that was really something. Would you like to stop at my house so we can do it some more. My folks won't be home until six. It's just me and my kid brother. He hasn't ever seen a pussy either."

"You want to fuck me, don't you?"

"Who wouldn't."

"You'd like me to get all the way naked for you and your brother and let you stick your dicks in my cunt, ass, or mouth. That's what you really want, isn't it, Harold?"

"Sure, can we?"

"I'll think about it. Do you have a dog?"

"Yeah, we have two."

"Males?"

"One is."

"How big is his dick?"

"Pretty big. It's a lot bigger than mine, that's for sure. Why, would you do him, too?"

"Sure, why not."

"Wow, that would be neato. My dad would love to see that. He loves it when Ruff jumps on Mom or tries to lick her between the legs. He made her let Ruff be a house dog just so she has to deal with his doggie desires, which he seems to think is okay to vent on human females."

"It is okay."

"It's okay with Dad. Ruff sure likes her pussy and he knows where it is. He gets hardons a lot when Mom is around. Boy, she gets so embarrassed, especially when he jumps up and humps her. Sometimes, she can't get free and has to wait till he finishes. That's really neato because she gets creamed good and we get to see her panties and his dick poking her in the snatch, stuffing her panties up her crack. We've seen parts of a pussy-Mom's. Her pussy has lots of hair.

You can't hardly see anything but hair."

"Does she wear dresses at home?"

"That's all she wears. I never seen her in nothing else except for a robe."

"You know what I think. I think your father makes her wear dresses. Either that or she wears them to make Ruff horny. Any girl knows you don't wear a dress around a horny male dog unless you want his attention. A dog sees naked female legs, he knows there's pussy at the top. To a dog, pussy is pussy, and once they sample human pussy, they treat it like a pussy that's always in heat.

What's more, any woman that fucks a dog has a pussy in heat and wants the dog to know that."

"Could be, but my guess is Dad makes her wear the dresses. He's the boss. She does what he says. She seems to know Ruff thinks her pussy is in heat all the time. When he's not trying to fuck it, he's trying to sniff it or lick it. I don't think she likes that too much, not when we're all watching, and we're always watching."

"I should stop by sometime in a short skirt and no panties. I could show her how to take a licking from a horny dog. What would they do if I let him lick all he wanted to and had no panties on?"

"Dad wouldn't do anything but watch, and Mom wouldn't try to stop it on her own, not if Dad wanted to see.

You could do anything you wanted to do. You could fuck him or suck him or both.

You could get naked and stay naked. If Dad saw you naked, he'd want to fuck you. You'd like that, wouldn't you? He has a bigger dick than Ruff."

"So, your mom doesn't like being a bitch, huh? Mine does."

"I doubt it. She acts like she hates it, but she sure gets caught a lot in positions she can't break free from. I have my doubts. She's either getting caught on purpose or she's terribly stupid. She's not stupid about other things.

She puts on a good act, though. She swears someone in the neighborhood taught Ruff nasty habits. He wasn't like this until recently.

Do you think your mother taught him?"

"Could be. She fucks any male dog that comes in our yard. What does he look like?"

"He's a large golden retriever with a red nylon collar."

"So, that's Ruff. Yes, I've seen him with Mom many times. He is hung nice, pretty dog, too. He's a fast learner. Your mom would have to love what he's doing and my guess is she fucks him when no one's around."

"Me and Brad figured as much. She's with him all day while we're in school and Dad is at work. When they let school out early last month, I came home and found her walking around in just a towel. She had sperm running down both legs all the way to her heels and Ruff was lying in a corner licking his dick. She got fucked that time, and she had to know he'd get in her pussy if she only wore a towel. That's why we're sure she's fucking him when no one is around."

"I'm not at all surprised."

"Brad says he saw her fucking. He skipped school and hid out so he could catch her in the act. He said he saw her fuck him three times in one day, but Brad lies like a rug. He said they fuck face to face while she sits in a chair.

I doubt that. Dogs don't fuck that way, do they?"

"Sure. Why not? That's the best way to fuck a dog. That way, you can see what's happening. When a girl gets screwed by a dog, she likes to see the doggie dick moving in her pussy, and she can control the speed by holding him by the haunches to slow him down and make it last. Dogs fuck too fast. That's the only drawback to doing it the way dogs like to do it. Mom likes to fuck people doggie style and dogs people style."

"Wow, maybe Brad did see that. He said she held onto his haunches and made it last a long time. Wow, my mom's a bitch, a real bitch. Neato, super neato. I wonder if Dad knows.

I wonder what would happen if I told him."

"Tell him and find out. My guess is, he'll make her wear only a towel all the time. He'll probably put a dog collar on her. He should, don't you think?"

"Not really. That would kill Mom. It's bad enough on her as it is. She's pretty bashful. We don't get to see much unless she can't help it. Being forced to be a bitch and fuck in front of us while wearing a collar would kill her, and Dad is the type that would do that to her just for kicks.

No, I'd better keep this to myself. I think it would be great if you became Ruff's bitch and would stop by everyday to screw him. I think that would loosen Mom up after she got used to it.

If she got used to it and I could see she was ready to bring it all out in the open, I'd tell Dad. It would be great if you could get Mom to loosen up and start acting like a good bitch. We'd all love that."

They arrived at Heather's walkway and made their way to the front door. Heather said, "Sounds interesting.

I may just pop in on you guys, maybe tonight."

"Really!"

"I might and I might not. You'll just have to wait and see. Don't be calling over here and don't bug me about it. If I show up, I show up. We'll take it from there, but I'll be there for action, so you'd better not be lying about your parents.

If I get thrown out, I'll be pissed."

"You won't; I swear to God."

"We'll see. Can I have my books, now?"

"Oh, yeah… here. Uh, Heather, you said I could finger your pussy whenever I wanted to. I'd like to do it now. No one's looking. May I, please?"

"I said just do it. If you're going to ask permission, fuck you. You lose.

Bye."

Heather smiled after closing the door on Harold, but lost the smile when she saw Sarah's handbag on the dining table. Normally, she'd be thrilled to see Sarah, but her presence meant there'd be no surprise lewdness, no fucking, no dogs, no lesbians, nothing.

Heather knew the painters had taken a quick job to earn some fast easy money and wouldn't return until Thursday, but all day long she had hoped her mother would have something waiting. Spike was high on her wish list. She could have borrowed him. Her mother knew how horny she was for that dog. She couldn't have been more clear. If she wants a daughter slut, she could at least pay attention to the clues.

On the other hand, she might have him locked away in a bedroom waiting for Sarah to leave. Hope bloomed in the young bosom as Heather rounded the corner to enter the living room and dropped her sticky books.