Chapter 2

Over the next two days, Grace got to enjoy Pepper's company in the apartment. He was playful and lovable as he greeted her at the door everyday.

On this particularly hard day at work, she decided to relax with a good novel she had picked up. So, as soon as she got home, she headed straight to her bedroom and stripped off her clothes. All she kept on were her panties as she threw on her short kimono robe.

Then she went into the livingroom, crashed in her favorite chair and opened the trashy romantic novel. As she began reading, Pepper wanted to give her a friendly greeting like he usually did.

"Wiillllll!" She called out on the third day.

Pepper had jumped on her while she was sitting in a chair reading. His one hundred pounds knocking her breath away.

Will came rushing in from the shower and skidded to a stop, wearing only a towel. He looked around and quickly saw what the problem was.

"You called, madam?" He jokingly asked.

"Would you please," Grace told him, as she tried pushing the heavy animal off her lap. "I was reading here."

"Oh, okay," Will agreed, as he tugged on Pepper's collar. "C'mon Pepper, let's leave the bad lady alone."

"I am not bad," Grace said defensively.

"Of course you're not," Will replied, patting her thick hair.

"Oh! Oh!" She stuttered as she pulled his towel off.

"Grace!" Will grabbed a pillow to cover his nakedness.

"Wow!" She gasped, her eyes leering down. "I almost forgot how nice you were... down there."

"Thank you, madam Adler," Will continued his act. "But you can't have any."

And he turned around, covering his bare tushy in retreat. Grace watched with envy as her best male friend scurried away with the medicine she truly needed. A nice hard cock.

Ten minutes later, he came back in the livingroom dressed for a night out.

"Grace," Will approached her. "Can you keep an eye on Pepper tonight. Me and Jack are going to catch that show, 'Les Girls'."

"Oh, that sounds good," Grace said. "Why didn't you ask me to go? Oh, wait. 'Les girls' are drag queens, aren't they?"

Will just nodded in agreement and blew her a kiss as he walked out the door, leaving her alone with the large St-Bernard dog.

"Well, I guess it's just you and me tonight boy," she looked down at his big face with a smile. "Got any plans?"

Pepper just tilted his head in confusion as dogs usually did. Grace simply returned to reading the trashy novel and imagined herself in the role of the heroine as she usually did. This was getting to be a regular occurrence in her, so-called, love life.

As she read about the muscular, and regrettably fictional, hero caressing the heroine, she dropped a hand to her robe and parted it open. She then slipped her fingers under her panties and began rubbing her clit. Her breathing began getting more strained as her arousal grew. She figured that if she couldn't have a man to satisfy her, then her hand would have to do.

Pepper just sat there in front of her and watched the strange behavior of this human female. He simply didn't understand what she was trying to do. Then his sense of smell picked up the unmistakable aroma of a female in heat. The large dog got up and began roaming the room in search of this mysterious bitch.

Grace paid him little attention as he sniffed around the doors, then the kitchen area. She didn't even care when he came back in the main livingroom area, narrowing down his search.

Pepper couldn't understand where this bitch in heat was hiding, but he knew she was somewhere nearby. He would simply let his nose lead the way to her. He continued sniffing and slowly closed in on Grace's location.

Grace could feel her orgasm nearing. She slowly parted her legs further so she could bury a couple of fingers inside her cunt. With no cock available to her, what other choice did she have. She placed her heels on the arms of the chair, using them as stirrups.

Pepper finally located the source of the sexy aroma. He approached the human female and shoved his big head between Grace's parted calves.

"Wha... what?" Grace stammered in surprise.

When she looked between her legs, she saw the large dog sniffing at her moist panties. Shocked at this, but not expecting anything more out of it, she never bothered removing her fingers from inside her panties.

"Pepper!" She scolded the dog. "Get away from there."

The huge dog just looked up at her for a moment, and then lowered his head back down into her crotch again. Before she could react, Grace felt his huge tongue brush against her panty-covered pussy.

"Oh-my-god!" She gasped at the unbelievable thing the dog had just done.

She was frozen as the dog repeated this action again and again, sending shivers down her spine. Feeling that she had to put a stop to this, she pulled her hand out of her panties to push the dog away. In doing so, her panties were moved off her cunt momentarily.

Pepper took this opportunity to lick her crotch again, this time licking her exposed clit.

"Oh fuck, that feels good," Grace moaned. "Wha... what am I saying?" She realized her submission to the dog.

Pepper didn't bother making sense of the thin woman, he just happily lapped away at the sexy juices that was now seeping from between her legs.

"OH god, Pepper," Grace pleaded. "You can't do this. It's not right. It's... it's soooo goooood."

Grace's head dropped back in exhilaration as she involuntarily let her knees fall apart further, opening her pussylips to the dog's talented tongue.

"God, how can I be enjoying this?" She asked to nobody in the room. "But it feeeeels so nice."

Then she realized that she wasn't really getting the full benefit of Pepper's lapping. Her panties still obstructed him from the best she had to offer. Deciding that this licking was far more preferable than a measly handjob, Grace reached down and pulled her panties aside. This gave Pepper free access to her cunt.

She just watched as he hungrily lapped hard against her pussy, his rough tongue scrapping across her sensitive cunt. She especially enjoyed it when the sandpapery tongue brushed over her blood-engorged clit. She could feel a monster orgasm nearing, and to think that a dog was doing this to her.

"Oh fuck it!" She finally conceded. "Go for it Pepper. Lick me till I cum! Make me cum, big boy!"

The huge St-Bernard was only too happy to oblige. He licked feverishly at the pussy that was presented to him. He could feel his own loin shiver in sexual arousal. His cocktip started peeking out of its furry sheath, unbeknownst to Grace.

The slender decorator watched, mesmerized, as the thick doggy tongue slithered its way inside her wet pussy. It dug itself deeply inside her, deeper than any past lover ever could when eating her out. She couldn't believe how... talented the dog was at this.

"Who taught you this Pepper?" She asked, unable to believe that this was his first time licking a woman. "I thought Paul was gay, so he couldn't have."

The dog disregarded the woman's persistent babbling. His instincts told him all he needed to know about her, and that was to ready her for mounting. Already he could feel the cool air of the apartment on his overheating, growing cock.

Now that she wanted to be satisfied by the dog, Grace saw no reason not to assist in her pleasure. Unfastening her robe, she exposed her bare chest and began pinching her hardening nipples. Though she wasn't as well developed as she would have liked, her nipples made up in size what her breast seemed to lack. Once hard, they would stick out like eraser-heads on pencils.

She breathed heavily as the wide dog tongue slithered inside her pussy, licking places that no man bothered touching. She still couldn't believe how deep he was going with his stiff tongue.