Mark Lewis: Bestiality for Cindy

When she finally just about got to sleep, she was awakened by her mother coming in. Her mother came into the bedroom and checked to see if she was still awake. "Yes, I'm awake, Mom," she told her. "Cindy, love," her mother smiled excitedly, "I've been promoted. I don't have to carry any more of those trays. I'm gonna be a hostess."

"But, Mom," Cindy reminded her, "I thought you said if the boss gave you the hostess job you'd have to go to bed with him."

"I know, baby," her mother explained with a guilty smile, "nobody's perfect."

"Really, Mom," Cindy gulped nervously. "So that's the way you got ahead. I suppose you and dad didn't bother with the license. Maybe that's why you've had so much trouble getting a name for me."

"How you talk," her mother said, collecting her wits. "Of course there are problems when a father has disappeared. But he was your father."

"Legally?" Cindy asked her.

"Of course," her mother replied. "The records of heaven tell who screwed who. Or at least they should."

Cindy recognized she'd been drinking. Her mother really wasn't much consolation.

"Good night, Mom," she told her. "I'm bushed."

Cindy tried to get to sleep. She couldn't. She was thinking. Yes, she did have a beautiful body. The boys at school were starting to pay a lot of attention to her. The only way she felt she could really be secure would be with a big dog. Her mother being gone so late made her fearful, too. She had heard plenty of stories about rape. That was the last thing she wanted. At least she'd been careful to guard her pussy. She wasn't going to have any unwanted babies. She knew what it was like from her own brutal experience to be an unwanted child. She didn't want to let it happen to anyone else. Certainly not a child of her own.

The next morning over breakfast she asked her mother, "Can I have a dog?"

"What on earth for?" Her mother demanded. "I've gotten you about everything you could ask for. A month ago it was a television set. And now it's a dog."

"But I need a dog, Mom," Cindy explained. "I'm here alone a lot at night. I've been reading about all of these rapes. I'm afraid."

Her mother looked at her. She had to admit she possessed a beautiful body. Her mother recognized her breasts were starting to bloom and her body was taking on a very sexy shape.

"Yes, darling," her mother admitted candidly, "you could get in trouble. The last thing I need is for you to bring a baby into the world."

"So it's settled," she said excitedly. "I can have a dog."

"I didn't say that," her mother snapped, "but we will consider it."

Fortunately, her mother did consider it and an hour or so later they were at the pet shop picking out an animal.

"Look at that beautiful dog," she told her mother. "Ohhh, I want him."

The pet shop owner looked at her with a sly smile.

"He bit someone last week," he told her, "so maybe you would be afraid of him."

"He'd never bite me," Cindy giggled. "I get along well with dogs."

"I'll bet you do," he nodded. "Well, I would give you a special price on him. But I warn you. He can be dangerous."

"My daughter is seeking a dog for protection," her mother explained, "and that is exactly why we want the animal. How much is he?"

"Normally I'd ask three hundred," the pet shop owner smiled proudly, "but because of the fact he can bite when you least expect it, I think I could let you have him for half price."

"Oh, Mom, I've got to have him," Cindy begged. "Please, Mom. Please!"

Cindy's pleas brought results.

"I guess there's no other way," her mother told her. "I'll have to dip into our vacation fund money. We might not be able to go as far as we planned to."

"I don't care," Cindy assured her mother. "I just want the dog."

When she was home with the dog that night, she was happy. For she had found someone who could love and understand her. Cindy wasn't afraid for one moment that the dog would prove difficult to deal with. She had already named him. He looked so noble that she thought she ought to call him Caesar.

"Caesar, my love," she smiled, "you would never harm me, would you?"

Just as she was making her noble proclamation she glanced down and saw the dog's huge penis. It was becoming erect.

"Oh, no," Cindy gulped, "don't tell me I'm turning you on, Caesar. That's indecent."

Even though it was indecent, Caesar had ignited glancing at the beautiful girl beside him. He couldn't help it. She had such a gorgeous shape that he was getting hotter by the moment.

"Caesar," she told the dog, "I can't neglect you. You should really be the first to christen my pussy."

Caesar no doubt felt great honor and pride as his mistress suggested that he should slip his dog shaft inside of her pussy for the first time around.

She had heard plenty about a girl's cherry. She wanted to make sure that Caesar broke her cherry first. She spread out a sheet on the bed and a couple of towels. She deliberately picked a red towel.

Once she was ready for the dog to slip his shaft inside of her she angled her body so he could make the big invasion.

"All right, Caesar," she smiled as she spread her legs wide, "fuck me."

Caesar didn't understand what she was saying but he did understand what a gorgeous box she had. He bent over and started licking her.

"You old pussy eater," she giggled. "I want you to fuck me not suck me."

Reaching for Caesar's gigantic male member she plunged it into herself.

"Come on, boy," she urged him on, "fuck."

Thrusting forward she let the dog ram it to her.

She loved the sensation of the dog sliding inside.

"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically, "fuck me. I want it. Oh, Caesar, fuck me."

The big dog was stabbing her pussy with hard, driving cock stabs. At the same time she was swinging her hips back and forth. Then it happen – he broke her cherry. She didn't care. It was a joyous experience.

As the red flood spread across the bed, she didn't worry.

"Go right ahead, tiger," she told him, "fuck me."

Caesar rammed it to her hard. He was enjoying himself.

"That's the way I like it," he panted as he pushed it to her. "Now you're screwing me. Fuck, Caesar, fuck. Come on, boy, fuck it."

Passionately the dog rammed his cock into her. She swung her hips vigorously.

"All the way, boy," she told him. "Now you're doing it. Oh, yes. I want it. Fuck. Fuck it."

Caesar went on shoving until he shot off his gun. At that point her vagina muscles clasped his sliding cock and she helped him juice it.

"Ohhh, baby," she gasped excitedly, "fuck it off."

When Caesar had finished unloading she looked at him adoringly.

"You don't know how much momma enjoyed that," she told him. "You really don't."

At that point he pulled his big cock out of her and she took care of herself. She knew she'd have to throw the towel, away, but she was delighted. She had always worried about a rough crude boy stabbing his cock into her and hurting her. Now Caesar had rammed her maidenhead and had given her just exactly what she needed.

When she took a hot shower and a cold shower, she got back to bed and relaxed. Caesar lay beside her. She wrapped her arm lovingly around him. She didn't hear a thing until her mother came in late.

Her mother burst out laughing as she saw her lying there.

"Oh, baby," her mother smiled, "you and Caesar look like lovers."

Through sleepy eyes she looked up at her.

"I do love Caesar," she assured her mother.

Her mother could tell she did but she didn't realize just how much.

The next morning Cindy got ready for school. She made it a point to avoid Johnny. She couldn't stand him. He was much too disgusting.

She saw a blue-eyed German boy who appealed to her. Basil. He was new in her class. She introduced herself.