Her alarm rang more than once before she remembered that she didn't have to get up because she had a rare day off. It was Friday, even though she was too awake to go back to sleep, she was in no hurry to get out of bed. She was playing.
She's a blonde with blue eyes, petite and trimly built. Her face is a beautiful, girl-next-door face that you wouldn't be surprised to see at a school bake sale. But at the moment, her face is a study in contrasts. It is contorted. Her mouth is gasping, and her beautiful blue eyes are pleasure filled. Her legs are widely spread, and her hips are writhing up and down. Her hand is stroking a large, vibrating dildo up and down her wet, drippy pussy lips. After each few strokes, she holds it firmly on her slippery clitoris, causing her head to roll back and her breathy exhalations to escape in short, harsh gasps.
Now she pushes this large thing into her tiny pussy opening, which stretches and stretches to accommodate, and swallow it. And, amazingly, it travels smoothly into her, assisted by her ultra slippery-ness. Again, and again, and again she rolls her hips up, and drives her fist in, to fuck herself on this dildo-machine.
"Ooohh God... Oooohh... OOOOHHHH... FUCK!!!" She is thinking about her boyfriend, who she plans to see this evening. She is in love! And he's the kind of boyfriend with whom she is more sexually charged than she is with anyone else. He has fucked her in cars, and played with her in movie theatres. He has bought her sexy clothes and several dildos and vibrators. He has persuaded her to show-off to him the fuck pleasure these toys bring her. She would do anything for him.
"Oohh, my God... ahh... AAAHHH... I'm going to cum!!! I'm gonna cum!!!" Her hips fuck up and up faster and faster. She is stuffing the fuck machine harder, and faster into her lovely, drippy cunt. Suddenly, her body catches in a great, total clench; the machine is buried deep. "Aaaahhh... Oooooww... Shit!!!" Her body trembles greatly, spasms shake her before the clench lets her go. She goes right back to fucking her hips up and up, immediately ready for more as her orgasm continues to thrill her pussy.
Slowly it ebbs away enough for her to take the thing away from her pussy before going to Round Two. The phone rings. Thinking it's her boyfriend, she is all set to say, High sweetheart, when she hears the voice of her new neighbor.
"I know it's a lot to ask, we thought the new kennel would be ready to take Charley this weekend, but they can't! And, we have to get the rest of our stuff out of the old house this weekend! Charley really is a very nice dog, though! He won't give you any trouble! He's completely housebroken!"
She tried to think of an excuse, thinks of her special date tonight, but couldn't think fast enough. She wasn't ready for this call.
"I don't know. I don't have any pets, and I had plans of my own this weekend. Oh, but I like living in a neighborhood where people help each other out. I'm not dressed. Why don't you bring him over in a half hour, or so, and that'll give me time to put something on. I'll let you know what I think after I meet him." She hung up, and reluctantly pulled herself out of bed to get presentable.
She answered the door to a pleasant looking, middle-aged couple looking as though they were leaving their son at summer camp, for the first time. Between them sat a large, well-muscled German Shepard, big enough to be scary. But he had a pleasant look in his brown, intelligent eyes, and his set had a look of well-trained behavior.
"He doesn't bite, does he?" she asked as she knelt down to look closer into his face.
"No, no!" they both said at once. "He's real friendly!" the man said. "He really likes people!"
She reached out her hand for the dog to smell. He gave her a look of appreciation that she wanted him to know her and smelled tentatively. Satisfied, his tongue rolled out of his mouth, like a big red carpet, and he licked her hand... little slow, tasting licks, and then longer more enthusiastic licks. She laughed; it made her tingle and said, "Well, it looks like we'll be friends! Can you shake?"
Immediately, the dog picked up his right paw for a shake. She took it and chuckled again at how smart he seemed. She looked at the couple and said, "I think we'll get along fine."
After her neighbors left, she found a place in her kitchen to set up the dog's food and water bowls, and as she set them down, he was right there with her.
"Charley's your name isn't it? Well, I don't want you to have any problem finding the feed bowl!" The big dog looked at her and gave her another couple of long licks up her neck and over her cheek, thanking her. "Oh Charley, I like you too!" she said as she gave him a pat on the head and nuzzled him behind his ear. She left him in the kitchen to work on his breakfast while she changed outfits.
Her plan was to work in the yard today, and so she put on her yard clothes. These consisted of a bikini, shorts, a pair of gloves, a baseball hat, and some beat-up sneakers. She looked really cute and tasty.
A tall hedge on all three sides enclosed her back- yard, and her plan was to clean out all the weeds that had grown in under it. She went through the kitchen on the way out and said, "Charley, would you like to go outside with me today?" He perked up and trotted over to the door. She reached down to get his water bowl and filled it to the brim. "We better take this out with us today. You'll probably get mighty thirsty."
Once outside, she went to her toolbox and dug out a scraper, and then went to the end of the hedgerow. She got down on all fours and began to scrape out weeds. She had just gotten started when she felt a cold nose press against her leg and then heard a bark. "What do you want, Charley?" "I've got to work now!" She went back to her job and got another cold nudge and a bark. "What is it?"
She sat back on her heels and looked at the dog. He was sitting, looking at her, and between his legs was an old tennis ball she had left out in the yard. " Oh, no! I'm not gonna play now, I've got work to do!" He barked twice, excitedly, and she knew he wasn't going to quit without getting some playtime.
So, she tossed the ball out, and he ran for it so happily she had to laugh at how goofy he was. He ran it back to her, and he was glad, glad! She threw it again and he raced to get it and get back to her. Hey, she thought, I'll just do this until I wear him out. So she spent the best part of the next hour throwing the ball and watching him chase it, and by that time she was getting worn out.
She sat down under the tree where it was shady and the dog went over to his bowl to lap up most of his water. Then he came over and laid down right next to her, placing his head right in her lap, and his nose right on her thighs. It made her squirm a little bit, but she felt like he really liked her. She thought he was really cute, and she petted his big head until he fell asleep.
Gradually, she worked her way gently free, petting him and easing his head down. Still got a lot of puppy in him, she thought. Then she went back to work.
She had worked her way around most of the hedge and was working on rooting out a very stubborn plant, more like a bush, she thought. She was again on all fours, and back in under the hedge. This plant had a thick stem, almost a small trunk. She kept pulling it in long, hard, pulls, without it giving up very much. She rocked back a few times, pulling with her whole body. She could feel the sweat and the itch from working in the hot day, and from having the toughest part of the chore come up at the end.
She felt Charley's cold nose brush along her leg. "Hi Charley!" "Did you wake up?" She heard a little whine and the felt his long, thick tongue stroke up the back and inside of her leg. "Ooh, Charley!" "What are you doing, Pup?" The sensation made her head reel for a minute before she could sit up on her heels.
He sat behind her with her scraper tool that he had fetched over for her. "Charley, are you trying to help me?" she asked, and nuzzled him behind the ear. He barked in answer, his long tongue lolled out the side of his mouth in an effort to cool him down. She thought, 'that's a mighty big tongue!' Then she said "Now, Charley, I'm gonna pull out this plant, and I don't want any more licks until later, you understand?" He looked her right in the eyes with perfect canine understanding. This time, using her tool, she succeeded in rooting the stubborn plant out.
It's later in the day when she's finally able to think about a bath and about the evening she was planning. She had been to the grocery store for some champagne, caviar, cheese and fruit. She didn't want anything heavy to eat as she expected to be feeding other appetites. Her thoughts were making her skin feel tingly. Her pussy was getting moist. She's been avoiding these thoughts all day, but can't avoid it any longer. She was thinking of the lingerie she would be wearing, and the make-up she'd be wearing, her perfume, and the feeling between her legs that was growing in intensity.
As she carries her things in she hears a happy "woof" on the other side of the door. When she gets inside, she's pleased to see the house is in the same good order she had left it in. She puts her groceries down in the kitchen and squats down to pet Charley and tells him what a good boy he was. Charley's nose wrinkles, as he smells her and recognizes a deeper flavor to her scent. He licks her face and her neck, looking for this new flavor, and is about to go down, when she stands up and moves into the bedroom.
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