Benji and His Big Tongue (2)

I was a horny teenager with lots of urges needing met. Hormones raging through my young teenage body making me horny as hell and wanting to play with my pussy at every opportunity to get that sweet feeling of relief. Some days I would rub my clit and orgasm 6 times from morning until bedtime!

In my quest to find ways to pleasure myself I discovered lots of things I enjoyed rubbing on or against. If other people were around I’d be very discreet but the urge for satisfaction would outweigh the fear of getting caught at times.

I would practically sprint up the stairs when my Mother or step father told me it was time for bed because I was so excited to make myself cum. I would usually sleep in panties and a nighty or oversized tshirt. Pretty much every night those panties would be slipped around my ankles so I could spread my legs and rub my clit until I came hard trying not to scream. My favourite though was to have my knickers around my ankles and humping my pillow. Oh jeez, I loved that! The hours I must have spent rubbing my mound, just grinding away onto that pillow, making my metal bed frame squeak slightly.

That WAS my favourite until I discovered just how much I loved the feeling of a rough dog tongue lapping away at my neat, bald cunt.

Benji was the family dog and I loved him very much. I used to find it very annoying when he would steal my panties from the dirty washing basket just to run away with them and lick them to death. He was obviously keen on the taste/scent but I didn’t give it a second thought.

I had really long, jet black hair, down to my butt length and I took very good care of it so when I washed it in the shower this usually took quite a lot of time especially if I were using conditioner and a hair mask etc.