Chapter 9

Five weeks after Sally first began renting out her dogs, business was down. She couldn't understand it; she was still advertising in the local papers. She wondered if some other enterprising youngster was intruding on her territory. If so, Sally saw no evidence of it. As far as she knew, she ran the only dog-fucking business in town.

So why was her customer list shrinking?

She put that question to Ann one morning over the phone.

"I wouldn't worry about it," said Ann. "All businesses have their ups and downs, even the dog-fucking business. I suppose I should have told you that when I first got you started. Well, never mind. I do have a customer for you this morning, though. She's a friend of mine. She owns a beauty parlor across town. Her name is Lisa, and she's a real knockout. I told her that you would be over around ten with one of your best dogs. You can make it, can't you?"

"Sure, no problem. And who knows? Maybe business will start to pick up again real soon."

"I'm sure it will," said Ann. "Here, write down this address."

"Okay, shoot."

The large white letters on the glass window were in script. They read: "Lisa's Beauty Place."

"This must be it," Sally said aloud, though no one was with her except a large shaggy-haired mongrel, which she held on a leash. "I guess we should go right on in."

Only one woman was in the parlor. She rose from her chair when Sally entered, and smiled warmly at the girl, beckoning her.

Sally shut the door behind her and went to the woman. She couldn't get over how tall the woman was--at least six feet. And she had beauty to match her height, with long shiny black hair that reached all the way down to her waist, deep-set coal-black eyes that seemed to be begging for a cock, and a trim shapely figure that perfectly filled out the short dress she wore.

Sally could only hope that the mongrel she had brought along was up to the task.

"I'm Lisa," said the woman, her voice soft and sexy. "You must be Sally. Ann told me all about you and the business you're in. She convinced me to try it for myself. But I must say, I'm such a horny bitch that I didn't need very much convincing. I was sold on the idea of dog-fucking almost immediately after Ann described her own naughty adventures with dogs. Hell, I even canceled all my morning appointments just so I could be free to fuck... is he for me?" Lisa pointed towards the mongrel.

"Yes," said Sally. "I hope you like him." She stooped to unleash the animal.

"I'm sure I will. Come, boy. Come and get some pussy." She sat down on a high stool, rested her feet on the middle rung, and spread her lovely white thighs as wide as she could. Then she pulled her dress all the way up to her waist and revealed her naked pussy to Sally and the dog. "What's his name?"

"Lion." Sally couldn't take her eyes away from the woman's ripe pussy. She had never seen such a thick cunt bush in her life.

"Lion, huh? Well, let's hope he fucks like one."

Lisa beckoned to the big dog, and Lion immediately stood on his hind legs and rested his forepaws on her thighs. She slid forward a little, placed both hands on the back of Lion's head, and gently guided his mouth to her bushy cunt.

"Eeee!" she squealed when the animal's wiry whiskers brushed against her inner thighs. "Shiiyyiit!"

Lion, once he got a good strong whiff of Lisa's pussy, needed no further guidance. He stuck his big muzzle in between her open thighs and sniffed deeply, as if determined to find the source of the fishy odor. His cold nose and hot breath came into contact with her tender cunt mound again and again, and she filled the air with sharp squeals.

Sally took a seat nearby and made herself comfortable. She had a feeling that the woman intended to take her own good time in fucking the dog. But that was all right with Sally, so long as the woman was happy.

Lisa's head was thrown back, and there was a big broad smile on her face. Low moans and gasps escaped her throat.

Lion sniffed up and down her pussy mound, gathering in the strong aroma. His nostrils flared repeatedly as he tried to inhale all of her wonderful pussy smell.

"Eeee!" she squealed, shaking her head and bouncing her ass. "Wow! That sure feels good. My boyfriend never sniffed my cunt this good."

Lion then began using his tongue on the woman's pussy mound. He licked her thick cunt bush eagerly, his long red tongue slithering among the many hairs like a snake in the grass. He soaked the pussy hairs thoroughly and then combed them to the sides to reveal her pink cunt slit.

Again his tongue flashed out, this time stroking her cunt lips. She shivered all over, nearly fell off her stool, then got a better grip and balanced herself well.

"Shit!" she said, breathing hard already. "He really knows what he wants, doesn't he?"

Lion knew exactly what he wanted. He twisted his head this way and that as he stroked her pink cunt lips. Before long, her hot cunt lips swelled and turned a rosy red, but he kept licking them, obviously loving their taste.

"Aaagh!" she cried, spreading her thighs wider and pulling her dress higher. "Mmmm!"

Finally, Lion found her cunt crack and managed to work his fat tongue into it. Her boiling cunt lips split wide to make room for his tongue, then closed around it, sealing it inside. The pussy heat blasted his hairy face, but the pussy taste was too good for him to back away from.

He licked the full length of her pussy crack, up one side and down the other. His tongue was like sandpaper on her tender fuck- meat; his whiskers like live wires. She shivered and drooled deliriously, until the stool began to creak.

"Yeesss!" she cried, rolling her eyes wildly. "I never dreamed it could be this good."

But Lisa wasn't comfortable on the stool. She wanted to be in a better position to be eaten, one where she could spread her thighs as wide as possible and offer every inch of her pussy to the cunt-licking canine. With that in mind, she hopped down off the stool, fell to her knees beside the dog, and gently pushed him over onto his back, where he lay passively with all fours up in the air.

"Now let's see you lick my cunt," she said to the dog.

Immediately, she lifted her leg and straddled the animal's face, pushing her pussy tight up against his lips. Then she pulled her dress up over her head and tossed it aside. With her firm pointed tits jutting out magnificently, she awaited the dog's hot tongue. As if to prove he could eat pussy just as well while lying on his back, Lion took up right where he left off, with his tongue firmly embedded in Lisa's cunt crack. He tongue-fucked her well, his fat red licker jolting her nerves and making them stand on end. Lisa drooled loudly, her mind swimming in the blissful sensations that were flooding her body.

"Ooooh!" she moaned, throwing back her head. "I love his tongue so much. Oh, wow!" She reached up and rubbed her own tits as she squatted over the dog's mouth.

Lion soon lapped inside her fuck-hole and snaked his tongue deep. He forced her juicy cunt walls to stretch as he tasted as much pussy meat as he could. Lisa cried out, then began rocking on her heels as hot flashes raced through her pussy.

Then his tongue scraped against her clit, and she nearly died. Shivers raced up and down her body. Her breathing grew ragged. Her eyes bugged out. She sucked in her breath and bit down hard on her lower lip.

Lion licked her clit again, his tongue tip knocking the little fuck-knob about. Within seconds, her clit swelled up and began throbbing.

"Aaagh!" she cried, her voice shaky. "Oh, fuck! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

To her surprise, spasms began rolling through her body, and cunt juices began flowing from her cunt. She nearly drowned the poor mutt beneath her before finally collapsing. She couldn't remember ever coming this soon before.

But Lisa didn't stay on the floor for long. With her orgasm still rolling through her body, she crawled down to the dog's hairy balls and began fingering his prick. She was still hot for this canine. His tongue had done wonders for her; now she wanted to know what his cock could do.