The Seeing-eye Dog and the Shy Student
Copyright© 2018 by Donna The Dog Lover
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Sampson, the combat veteran scout dog retired due to injuries becomes a guide dog for the unsighted. He is trained in a unique way by a Puerto Rican female trainer learning some unusual ways to relate to human females. Now he is assigned to shy and virginal Patricia who is desperate for the closeness of togetherness that only a hard shaft can resolve. Sampson is ready to do his duty and help out his human mistress.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Zoophilia Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Size Small Breasts Teacher/Student
Patricia felt a change in her eyes as soon as she woke up the next morning.
Strangely, she began to notice shadows and could discern movement after years of only seeing the same boring blackness for many years.
The blurry outline right next to her bed proved to be her trusty seeing eye dog with his wonderful long wet tongue and his instinctive nature that always knew when she was in need of something hard up in her private parts.
She patted Sampson’s furry head with both of her hands and he nuzzled her crotch with his inquisitive nose searching for the scent he loved best of all.
The vision impaired girl hesitantly spread her knees to allow him access to her needy feminine folds. The impatient dog used his front paws to nudge her over on her side and present her haunches to his male equipment already rising to the task of impalement sooner rather than later.
The dog paused to ready the young girl’s secret place with his demanding tongue. She gasped as the long, wet thing licked and entered into her vaginal slit with relentless force that could not be denied at this point of their coupling.
She knew that he would soon be inside her and her blindness was a blessing because she imagined the sturdy dog as a knight in shining armor ready to pierce her feminine defenses with his hardness hard with anticipation of her complete surrender.
Patricia knew that she was ready, willing and able to be Sampson’s bitch once again knowing that the promise of a satisfying tingle at his ejaculation inside her feminine folds was all she needed for her hungry female needs. The fact that he was a dog and not a human boyfriend made no difference to her because the result would be basically the same for her carnal desire at the moment of completion and her imagination would change him into a Prince mounting his beautiful Princess with all the passion of true love.
She dressed after her hot shower washing away the sins of her odd behavior.
Momentarily, she thought about her less than innocent actions with Sampson and knew that she would have to adjust her behavior to become more human related than canine dependent for such basic needs such as sex.
Moving out to the kitchen, she noticed that for the first time in many years, she could make out the outline of light in a rectangular shape on the wall and realized it was the window to the side alley on the still indistinguishable wall with the long-forgotten wallpaper from her early years of sighted life.
Her heart started to beat faster as she realized that there was a distinct possibility that her sight might be improving to some degree, and she felt a moment of fear of facing a world of visual reality.
Sampson watched her from the corner, and he sensed her change in behavior. He understood that it might change their relationship and it caused him concern that he might lose his favorite bitch’s favor once she could see his animal shape in clear detail.
The dog looked up Patricia’s short dress and saw her pink panties.
Sampson felt his doggie balls start to churn in that old familiar way and the temptation of sniffing her pussy overwhelmed him as he moved to place his nuzzle in her gloriously scented lap.
She smelled so fresh after her shower, and he stretched his long pink tongue out to lick the outside of her panties with resolute pressure designed to arouse her libido.
Patricia sipped her breakfast tea and munched on the strawberry jam covered toast with her recently brushed and immaculately white teeth. She reached down with her hand and pushed her pink panties to the side to allow Sampson’s tongue to touch her pussy directly with wet and wonderful strokes of sheer delight.
Her recent thoughts about changing her ways of submitting to Sampson’s instinctive need for sex went out the window with her other resolutions about changing her attitudes about sex.
All she could focus on was the steady licking of Sampson’s wet tongue on her vaginal folds and its insertion into her pussy slit with wonderful tingles that made her knees quiver with anticipation.
She rose up from the chair and fell to the floor with her body in a “down on all fours” position that was an obvious invitation to the horny dog to hump her from behind with vigorous thrusting actions to make her moan her joy in loud appreciation for his weight on her spine.
Patricia had rolled up her short dress out of the way and yanked down her skimpy panties to give him full access to her pussy and he mounted her with unerring accuracy from above making her stumble forward on the floor like a cartoon character with a large dog riding her sweet hips with carnal determination.
Her tears of regret flowed down her pretty cheeks and soon her ass cheeks were covered with doggie sperm that was slammed into her pristine white skin with humiliating repetition and growling victory at her complete submission as the dog’s consummate bitch.