Chapter 5

Sally had a spring in her step and a smile on her face when she finally left her father's office. His big prick always did that to her. He was the best daddy in the whole world, she told herself. And she was the best daughter. After all, didn't she get those bills paid off?

After examining her reflection in the hallway mirror to make sure that her cut-off jeans and halter were adjusted just right and that her long yellow hair was free of tangles, Sally hurried down to the basement, where the dogs were kept. She needed another canine, and she needed him right away, for she had a very special customer this morning.

The tall beautiful black-haired woman must have been watching for Sally. She opened the door just as Sally turned down the walk. They introduced themselves and exchanged greetings. Then Sally, leading her dog on a leash, followed Joan into the house. They went all the way back into the kitchen.

"He's a big one, isn't he?" said Joan, squatting to admire the black-and-brown German Shepherd. She petted the dog lovingly, and as she did so, the hem of her skirt rose far up her thighs.

"Yes, he is big," said Sally, "just as you ordered. I never disappoint a customer." Sally admired Joan's lovely white thighs and shapely hips. She had no doubt but that Joan had a nice ripe pussy--the kind men and dogs loved to fuck. "His name is Shep. And he's well hung."

"I can see that," said Joan. She reached under the animal and stroked his balls.

Sally was gazing at Joan's bulging blouse when a young girl walked into the kitchen. Sally looked up and the two exchanged smiles.

"This is my daughter," said Joan, still stroking the dog's balls. "Jill, this is Sally. She's from the kennel. Look what she's just brought you."

Jill greeted Sally politely, then looked down at the dog. "Oh, he's beautiful," she said. "Simply beautiful." Jill squatted to pet the dog. "Mmmmm. His coat is so shiny and soft. And his cock is big and hairy. Oh, Mommie! I love him already. This is the best birthday present you ever gave me."

Sally looked down at mother and daughter. The girl had her mother's long black hair, high cheek bones, and coal-black eyes. And like her mother, she bulged out in all the right places. They could have been twins, thought Sally, except that Jill was younger looking and a bit slimmer.

"Maybe I should have brought two dogs," said Sally, noticing how excited they both were.

"Oh, no," said Joan. "This big mutt is plenty. He's only going to fuck Jill. Today's her birthday--time to lose her cherry."

"Yes," said Jill, all smiles. "Isn't it exciting? I'm finally going to get my cherry popped. Calling you was Mom's idea. When I couldn't decide which of the neighborhood boys to fuck, Mom suggested that I fuck a dog. It was a crazy idea, but I loved it."

"I've been fucking dogs all my life," said Joan. "I know how satisfying they can be. So when I ran across your ad in the paper, I decided to do business with you."

"And I'm glad you did," said Sally. "I know Shep will please your daughter."

"I know he will, too," said Jill. "Hell, I can't wait to get out of these clothes."

Jill began unsnapping buttons and pulling down zippers. She grunted and strained as she struggled to shed her jeans and tee shirt and shoes and undies. Soon bits of clothing were flying in all directions.

Jill seemed impatient to Sally, but Sally understood. After all, any girl would be in a hurry for her first fuck--especially one who had waited so long. Sally climbed up on a stool and waited to see the girl to lose her cherry.

When Jill was finally naked, she got down on her hands and knees and ordered the dog to mount her. To encourage him, she wriggled her plump ass in his face and then began slapping her hip. Her mother knelt beside her, giving instructions.

After a few moments, the girl's frustration began to show. She couldn't get the big German Shepherd to fuck her, no matter how hard she tried. Nothing seemed to work.

"Oh, Mommie! What am I doing wrong? Doesn't he like my young pussy?"

"It's not your fault," said Joan, caressing her daughter's smooth body. "The mutt just needs someone to get him started. You be patient. Mommy knows what to do."

Joan crawled over to the dog and stuck her head beneath his hairy belly so she could taste his cock. Her plan was to suck the animal's cock until the dog got horny enough to fuck the girl. It was a plan Joan meant to enjoy.

She flicked her tongue against the animal's prick head, which was barely visible. The rest of the cock was hidden by the dog's hairy cock sheath. Her tongue tip brushed the pink bulb again and again, polishing it and taunting it. Soon the entire cock head was poking out of the hairy bag.

When she had wreaked havoc with the cock head's nerve-studded rim, Joan began snaking her tongue up and down the sloping surface of the bulb. She caressed the meaty prick head thoroughly, until the bulb shone with her spit.

The dog whined some more and began shuffling his feet. Joan calmed him with both hands as she continued to lick his prick. Her eager licks made the dog's prick bounce up and down and from side to side, but she never let up.

She kept licking the fat prick head, moving her tongue around to the underside. She jolted more nerves and caused hot blood to gush through the animal's cock veins faster than normal. She soon had her hands full, keeping the dog from bolting.

Before she knew it, the dog's entire cock was bulging out of its sheath. The pink glistening prick was long and hard and fat, just perfect for busting cherries. But Joan wasn't quite satisfied.

She opened her mouth wide and engulfed the greasy prick. The fucker stretched her lips dangerously as she deep-throated it. She grunted and gagged until she finally forced her lips all the way down to the dog's fat balls.

She moaned mindlessly, with bugged-out eyes, the whole time she held the prick deep. It was as if the prick tasted too good to let go.

Finally she did release the prick, but only so she could work her lips up and down the heavy cock shaft. She sucked the cock hungrily, gobbling it up again and again, as if she couldn't decide whether or not to swallow the fucker.

The animal humped once and began whining. Joan stroked his balls with one hand to calm him, but that only worked for a while. As soon as she began to chew on his cock root, he grew wild again.

"Oh, Mommie," said Jill, still on her hands and knees, "I think he's ready to fuck now. You're not going to hog my birthday present, are you?"

Joan bobbed her head back and forth on the dog's cock, ignoring her daughter. She pumped the cock shaft greedily, her clinging lips massaging every bump and every vein. She made the prick greasy with her spit, and turned the prick shaft from pink to purple. Soon her cheeks bulged out like a chipmunk's as the dog's cock simply grew too big for her.

"Oh, Mommie! Let me at him now. My cherry has to be popped."

"All right, child," said Joan, lifting her head at last. "He's all yours. But you can't fuck him with such a dry pussy. He'll rip you apart. You'll have to let me wet you down a bit."

Joan quickly turned around and began licking her daughter's cunt from behind. She caressed the child's soft asscheeks as she licked, and Jill didn't seem to mind.

The woman's tongue moved up and down the child's cunt lips, massaging the warm fuck-meat and soaking the silky pussy hairs. Jill shivered hard but kept her pussy jutted out and her thighs spread wide. She knew her mother was right; she couldn't fuck with a dry pussy.

Joan snaked her tongue in and out of the girl's cunt crack, tantalizing the sensitive nerves that lined the greasy gash. In her eagerness to taste her daughter's fuck-meat, Joan forced the girl's cunt lips far apart and jolted her tiny clit. Her daughter began to groan and tremble before her.

But Joan kept licking. She slobbered on her daughter's cunt, her tongue sliding up and down the full length of the cunt gash. She widened the slippery gash and bared much of Jill's pink, blue- veined fuck-meat.