Jon Reskind - The neighborhood pet

"Now, we'll see what we shall see, darling!" she sounded softly. "Just what has young Mrs. Karen Smith been letting you do to her while her husband's at work, you handsome devil?"

Watching her, Satyr keenly detected the tiny shiver ripple upwards along her white flesh, causing the colorful pointed mounds of her breasts to quiver like soft jelly, then sway even more as she began to roll the thin bikini panties down over her smoothly rounded hips. He watched through unflinching eyes the darkened area of soft pubic curls and the puffy fleshed lips of her glistening little cunt mouth as it was revealed before him. She wiggled lightly and the thin, flimsy material slipped down her long, trim legs to the floor where she stepped out of it, then stood there with hands on hips, thighs pressed forward and slightly spread as she gazed excitedly down at him.

"What now, lamb?" Barbara throatily questioned, intensive charges of lurid sensuality hotly aglow inside her at the obscene act she lustfully hoped was going to take place. God, his animal-eyes, she felt certain, were reflecting as much anticipating desire as she knew hers must be! Was it possible? Once more, a series of feverish little chills swept over her as she stood there waiting… but he didn't move… merely stared hungrily at her, his beautiful ears standing erect, his tail slightly wagging! "Just how do we… we get this little party under way, precious… that is, if Barbara hasn't misjudged…"

Satyr's avid eyes never left her curved, white nakedness standing before him, his yearning growing rapidly, but his training holding him back. He had no way of knowing why they sometimes made him wait; his real mistress had never done that. And then, she was crawling onto the big, round bed to lie back, her eyes still fastened on him. Why didn't she call him…?

It occurred to Barbara that maybe the beautiful big animal was more aggressive to the reclining position, associating the way she had lain beside the pool when he'd approached her. But still, he didn't move… simply stood there staring at her through feverish, seductive eyes that were driving her wild with anticipation! Damn!

"Well come on, damnit! Come up here you handsome brute and do whatever it is you do… if you do anything at all!" the naked, raven-haired young neighbor woman feverishly commanded, patting the huge bed with her small hand.

And he did, with the most graceful, effortless leap Barbara could imagine, the expression in his loving eyes and on his handsome animal-face almost passionately human as he moved up over her from the side, then leaned down to again graze his long, thick tongue over her desire-swollen breast with a hot licking wetness…!

While finishing up the few minor household chores she'd set herself to complete, Karen intentionally allowed her mind to play a small, dreamy game of slowly building desire. She wanted to be as sensually excited as she had been last night, but without the benefit of liquor, and her fervid memories of the grand fucking her darling Satyr had given her was all she needed. She thought in lewd, four-letter terms, the lust-inciting words that Barbara could and did use so casually. Fuck and cunt and cock and jism constantly flashed in her mind as she mentally pictured the beautifully forbidden love-party they had shared. And it was going to be as heavenly when she brought him in very shortly, the moment she finished rinsing out the pairs of nylon panty-hose filling the sink.

Flashes of her husband, Steve's gentle face, interrupted her thoughts, but she wouldn't let him remain. What she and Satyr shared had nothing to do with her flustrating husband… nothing! She loved him and always would, but if he knew the truth he should be thankful that the magnificent German shepherd had come into her life! What might've happened with other strange men if he hadn't, Karen didn't want to even imagine…!

Finished with her last personal task, the roused curvaceous housewife scooped up the sheer garments with intentions of hanging them on the umbrella clothes-lines in the backyard, at the same time freeing Satyr and bringing him back inside. She smiled to herself, stirring enchantment whirl-pooling at the base of her belly and downward into her tingling loins at the thoughts of what it was going to be like. God, could she ever thank Aunt Janie enough for bringing her such erotic thrills? And just how was she going to make her Aunt Janie know that she had to have him…? Well, there was still time to work that out and she would, because she truly intended to keep him…

Karen stopped short outside the backdoor, her eyes widening, a strange sensation of astonished emptiness completely engulfing her! She scanned the yard in a glance, knowing that he was gone from the sickening sight of the rope's empty end lying unmoving on the lawn! She dropped the plastic pan of wash, and ran to pick up the rope's chewed end. Tears uncontrollably bubbled upward into her eyes, brimming there. For a moment, the shocked new wife couldn't think… and then, she began to!

He had run away! She never should've tied him! He was at one of her neighbor bitches, fucking her like an animal! Or maybe, he'd gone to the field! Had someone stolen him? No… the rope was chewed… angrily chewed! Oh God, she'd made a terrible mistake in tying him up! But… but it wasn't going to do any good just standing there bawling! She had to do something… but what? Call the police? Stupid, without even canvassing the neighborhood first to see if she could find him! Yes! That's what was to do! Scour the whole neighborhood… and if she found him with one of the bitches taking advantage of him, she'd call the police! She'd have her arrested! She would! She would…!

Barbara Keller needed no priming to fan her voluptuous curves into a glowing furnace of lust. She realized this as she lay thrillingly naked beneath the wet, searing caresses of Satyr's loving tongue, once again hotly stroking the swollen mounds of her nipple-hardened breasts. She watched with fevered eyes his every incredible, passion-wetting lick, wildly beginning to wonder how this lewd sexual act had ever escaped her! God, and she'd thought there was nothing under the sun in the realm of sex that she'd left untried!

"Ooohhh… you precious doll!" the excited, sensually oriented wife mewled, gently stroking his big, fur-covered head while he continued to graze his fiery, thick tongue damply over her exposed tits. And then, he was working downward once more as he had beside the pool, causing her breaths to shorten in nearly frantic anticipation. "Th-That's right, darling!" she gasped, luridly spreading her full thighs which were already beginning to quiver. "All the way down to Barbara's pussy! Get between my legs, Satyr lamb… yes… like that… like that…!"

But with all of her past experiences, Barbara still had nothing to measure by, none that she could draw upon to know what would happen next! She knew only that she wanted to make it as enticingly magnetic as possible for him, and she raised her legs to obscenely draw her rounded thighs back until her knees were flattening out the yielding resilience of her swollen, full breasts, her knees almost touching her shoulders. Then, with head raised slightly from the pillow she stared down between them to breathlessly watch!

He whimpered and a potent, frenetic little sensation charged over her sensitized flesh as she watched him lower his head and begin to sniff once more at her pussy, except that this time it was nakedly exposed and waiting! She felt his cold wet nose like the brushing touch of an ice-cube against her flushed cunt-lips and taut thighs…! Suddenly, she sensed it… the first contact there of his hotly branding tongue! Impulsively, she squirmed beneath its fluid hotness as it began to ardently lick up and down the smooth vale between the tensed, writhing mounds of her upraised buttocks! Her heart pounded, the fervid blood racing through her veins from his sizzling animal-tongue glazing the sensorial area surrounding her tiny, puckered little anal mouth, its worming tip burrowing with an uncanny knowledge into the tiny oval of its tightly clenched lips!