Unknown - The Watch Dog

Slowly, cautiously, she edged closer once again until the huge dog's furry head was nearly cradled against her naked thighs. And again he did it! First the canine sniff, and then a sure, unquestionable lashing of his long pink tongue, the tip uncurling and brushing lightly over the super-sensitive flesh of her vaginal lips. Of course, he can tell I'm sexually aroused! He thinks I'm in heat!

Kate was convinced that was the answer: Matthew had only sniffed her and tentatively licked her most private regions in response to the most basic of his animal instincts – that of sexual response. She was close to dismissing it all as an unexpected incident, something to be remembered but never mentioned, when a thought flashed across her brain like the grand finale of a county lair fireworks display. No, not really a thought, for to have thought such a thing would have meant putting her basest desires into uncomfortably snug words – more precisely, an impulse. A quick, penetrating suddenness of motivation straight from the gut, that and nothing more.

Kate Barrett, widow and mother, glanced suspiciously around, though there was no one in the rambling house except her and Matthew; she had a sudden feeling of guilt, of criminality, but she suppressed it in favor of something stronger … a savage curiosity that should have been bred from her blood thousands of years ago, but somehow returned like some genetic monster from the past. She edged closer still, only this time she spread her white womanly thighs apart in unmistakable offering – this would tell the truth: was it an accident before, or was this massively masculine animal responding to her sexual hunger the only way he knew?

Suddenly his searing tongue swiped from his canine lips and lightly caressed the swollen lips of her tingling vagina. Like a flaming lash, it burned along the very slit of her fervently-aroused cuntal flesh! Again and again his long pink animal-tongue snaked wetly out from his lips, its tip curling as it splayed wide the turgid, hair-rimmed lips of her aroused vagina. Lavingly, it moistly caressed the pinkly- quivering mouth of her pussy, pushing apart the fleshy folds, swirling upward between them until his tongue-tip twirled about the nerve-filled bud of her clitoris. There seemed to be no end to his loving lingual caresses, and each fiery swipe of his bestial tongue brought a fresh gasping moan of lurid sensuality to Kate Barrett's disbelieving lips; she was standing with her shapely legs spread wide, and her naked pelvis was shoved forward obscenely for the rapacious lickings of his lust-stirring tongue.

Matt was keenly alert to the boiling surge of desire-heated blood that streamed up from his loins; his nostrils were roused to the sweet liquid warmth of her simmering pussy-cleft. He could sense that his tonguings brought even greater waves of lustful ecstasy to his naked mistress and he felt good inside to know that such was his masculine ability to excite a human female.

Kate was deaf-and-blind to everything around her except the lusty lavings this magnificent male beast was delivering to her sex-tortured vaginal cleft. Her eyes were half-closed, her lids fluttering with expectant passion, and her lips ovaled and quivering with unspoken desires. «Oooooh, lover, that's it … lick me harder, handsome! Oh, yes, lick my pussy soooo goooodddd!» She wanted him to keep it up, to lick again and again with his hotly swirling tongue, but instead, she began to pay heed to the nagging warning that was sounding in her tortured brain. What if Lucy should come home early? She'd find me out here in the hallway like this … I mustn't take that chance!

Awkwardly, reluctantly, she pulled her proffered charms away from the huge beast's ravenous lavings and backed into the bedroom. Matt looked at her incredulously for a couple of seconds, then responded to the soft beckoning sound of her now-familiar voice. «Come on, Matt … in here with me,» she said, not believing that the words she heard were her own. It had to be some other woman talking, not herself …she was actually enticing this virile animal into her bedroom!

Kate Barrett was nearly out of her head with the rush of feverish sensations that raged up from the seething, fervent slit of her vagina, upward into the passion-clenched depths of her belly. She backed against her bed and stretched out on her back, her flesh a mass of goose-bumps as she opened her supple thighs and absently traced the voluptuous swell of her breasts up from the flat plane of her taut belly. Her own fingertips, as if guided by some unseen hand, closed incitingly around the soft pliant flesh of her breasts; she felt her nipples shiver into hardness beneath her own caressing touch and she knew there could be no turning back now … whatever the night had in store for her, she had committed her heart and soul! Some weird, primeval power seemed to have swept over her mind, eating away at her very being through the vulnerable access of her lust-aroused frustration, and she was powerless to stop it now. Or perhaps, as Kate knew only too well in her most secret of thoughts, she had no desire to stop it! For once, just once, she might gain some respite from these gnawing pains of sexual starvation that had eaten away at her since her husband went to his grave.

She gritted her teeth to hold down the fear and dread and shame that threatened to choke her like some viscous bile. «N-now, Matthew … up here with me! Now!»

The great furry animal needed no further urging, and with powerful strides, he bounded to the edge of the bed and leaped onto it. He could see his naked mistress tense as he towered over her; her legs closed a fraction of an inch and her breath became forced and labored.

Kate looked at him in amazement and awesome fear … there was still time to back out of this wild and crazy thing she had let herself in for. She knew she could get up from this bed now and Matt would be probably content to return to his backyard; confused, perhaps, but at least complacent in the knowledge that he had lured her this far. Or had he lured her at all? Was this all something she secretly desired, some kinky sex-urge she had kept hidden all these years, even from herself? But then, even as she pondered the possibilities of escaping this wickedly forbidden act, the huge male dog sealed her fate with a single, laving lick of his long, curling tongue. There was only one way out now … only one way!

She lifted her head to watch as the steaming length of his lingual member licked up and across the flat smooth plane of her shivering belly. His long, wetly swiping strokes took him higher and higher along the voluptuous curves of her naked body until his tongue tips prodded eagerly at the undersides of her large firm breasts, each longingly- moist lick a fraction of an inch closer to the crinkly flesh of her jutting nipples.

Kate twisted and writhed beneath his none-too-subtle caresses as they moved up and enveloped the trembling dark peaks of her nipples; her body jerked and spasmed as if she had been touched with a live wire and there was nothing she could do now to save herself … her pent-up sexuality was exploding inside her like a million Roman candles!

Nothing was real to her now but the fervently licking tongue of her amazing watchdog … who could have guessed just short minutes ago that she would have let herself be so wickedly aroused like this? What could have possessed her to turn her into a sex-mad harlot in hardly a wink of the eye? Kate Barrett had no earthly idea why she was doing this God-forbidden thing, but she knew she was powerless to change her mind now. Whatever it was, it had her in its fist like the sure grip of fate itself … she was lost!

The naked redhead could hear a mewling whimper erupt from deep in the magnificent animal's husky throat, and she gazed deeply into his soft brown eyes, anxiously waiting, as if she expected him somehow to speak. He moved closer to her face and she felt her heart pounding like a trip-hammer inside her chest. Waiting, waiting … and then he kissed her! A lick perhaps, but as much a real and arduous kiss as any she had ever received!