Doggy Styles 13 – The Trainer’s Assistant
Doggy Styles 13 – The Trainer’s Assistant
Sex Story Author: | UndeniableUrges |
Sex Story Excerpt: | She wanted to tie with him. “Fuck me, Duke! Fuck-the-Bitch-Fast!” Their eyes met. They both pushed their |
Sex Story Category: | Bestiality |
Sex Story Tags: | Bestiality, Fiction, First Time, Teen Female/Teen Female, Young |
Doggy Styles 13 – The Trainer’s Assistant (Bestiality, ff, teen female, young)
Chapter Summary – Claire helps her young friend find the perfect dog.
Previous Chapter Summary – Claire helped at the kennels and had a sleepover with her friends.
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Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity involving animals or sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can ruin lives. Don’t ruin your, or other people’s lives!
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Claire Davis answered the phone at Daisy Hill’s Kennels, Grooming, and Puppy Farm, while tying a scarf on her favorite little client, Jack-Jack.
With the phone cradled on her shoulder and Jack-Jack in her arms, she replied, “Yes, obedience classes are every Saturday, and new classes start next weekend.” She answered one more question before saying goodbye.
“Sorry, no time for a ‘Bitch-Hand-Job’ today, Jack-Jack! But I’ll make it up to you next time, OK?” Clarie whispered. She felt guilty denying poor little Jack-Jack, but things were so hectic around the kennels today, with Mrs. Hill on vacation and the dog-groomer calling in sick again.
Jack-Jack didn’t like being put back into his cage without his ‘Bitch-Hand-Job.’ Seeing how excited he suddenly became, with his little dick already poking out, Claire realized she had said those super special words out loud.
“Oops! Sorry, Jack-Jack! I guess, I’ll have to make time for you after all!”
She held little Jack-Jack with one arm and pumped some sterile lubricant into her free hand. She made the dog’s small cock nice and slick before forming an ‘O’ with fingers and thumb. Jack-Jack fucked her hand furiously before giving out a small ‘yelp’ and squirting his seed across the grooming station.
“Way to go, Jack-Jack!” Claire praised. She kissed Jack-Jack and put him in his cage before glancing at the clock above the front door.
“Almost closing time,” she sighed. It has been a long day. Claire began cleaning her station was nearly finished closing for the night, when the door banged open. Her friends Stephanie and Brenda walked in. They hung the keys to her van on a hook, and sat down with a heavy grunt and a sigh.
“Ooof! What a day!” Brenda said.
“Is anyone else here?” Stephanie asked.
“No,” Claire replied, “Just me and little Jack-Jack.”
“Can we use Mrs. Hill’s medical cot for a while?” Brenda asked.
“I guess so,” Claire replied. “But Mrs. Kramer is coming to pick up her dog soon.”
“We won’t be long,” Brenda said, walking towards the office door. “I’m gonna feed this dog-slut a gallon of cum before the rest of it drips down my legs. My shoes are starting to squish when I walk.”
“You’re the one who had to fuck half of the dogs, all you had to do was jack them or suck them off! She’s the reason we’re running late. She got knotted, like, a dozen times!” Stephanie said.
“Not a dozen!” Brenda protested. “Not even half that many! Claire’s going think I’m some kind of dog-dick-loving-fuck-slut!”
“Too late,” Claire smirked.
“I know you are, but what am I?” Stephanie added comically. “Wait, don’t answer that!”
“By the way, Claire – Mrs. Brown, the one with the cute Husky – she cancelled until further notice.”
“Oh?” Claire said, a little concerned. Keeping her client’s dogs ‘calm’ by relieving their sexual needs generated good income for her, not to mention how much fun she had doing it.
“But don’t worry,” Brenda reassured. “Her daughter came home from college. And, surprise! The dog’s not humping everything in sight anymore! It’s like a Hallmark movie miracle.”
“And,” Stephanie continued, “I already told you about mom and dad letting me have a dog from you and Mrs. Hill, but they wouldn’t spend that much money to get one for Tina too.”
“Aww, poor Tina.”
“Poor Tina? The little twerp did her crying routine this morning, and they caved. They still won’t spend the money, but they agreed to let Tina get a rescue from the dog pound. Think you could help her pick one out?”
“Oh! Of course! I’d love to help! Mrs. Hill works with a local shelter. I’ll call Tina to set something up. I’m sure we’ll find one she likes!” Claire said. This could be fun!
“And, I appreciate you guys helping me out this week. You can use the back room until Mrs. Kramer gets here and I have to lock-up.”
“Come on, slut, time to suck out the cream before it stains my jeans.” Brenda said, pulling Stephanie into the back room.
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“Whew, it’s good to be home, Duke!” Claire said. “I’m so tired!”
She was cuddling with Duke on her bed, just like she used to do after school.
“I’ve missed this, Duke,” she sighed. Things had changed so much for Claire since she first teased Duke so long ago. She laid on the bed, rubbing and petting Duke while he laid happily against her. Claire told him all about her long hard day, the dogs at work, and the antics of her close friends.
“Brenda and Stephanie are such dog sluts, Duke!” she giggled. “When Steph gets her new dog, they are going to try to take a dog-cock in both their pussies and asses at the same time! You should see them practicing with Brenda’s dog Basil and a big ol’ doggy-dildo. It’s so funny!”
Claire petted Duke while she chatted with him. She ran her hand over his body and itched those special spots on his back, at the base of his tail, and his hindquarters. Her hand slowly moved lower, towards his soft belly and hairy sheath.
“I’ve missed you, Duke,” she said. “It used to be just you and me, but now, with Mom and Candice, and my friends, and my job…, we rarely have time alone anymore.”
She was determined to make it up to him. She kissed him and gently stroked his sheath. He soon got hard. Claire knew every inch of his cock, and was determined to make him feel very special tonight.
“Mmmmm, mmmmm, I’ve missed you,” Claire said, remembering how she used to drive him crazy with lust before they fucked. How she used to tease him with her naked body throughout the house while she slyly admired his rock-hard cock.
She wanted to taste him.
“Let me suck you,” she said. “Bitch-blow-job, Duke.”
Duke rolled over and presented himself.
“You are so well trained, Duke,” she praised. Then she licked his hard, gnarly shaft while gently cupping his heavy balls. She recalled the first time they made love, in this very room. “It seems so long ago…,” she mused. Claire remembered trying to be quiet while Duke’s incessant tongue drove her wild with passion. And then, the thrill of having actually having intercourse with Duke; the depravity, the intense arousal, the glorious orgasms. The muffled moans and soft whines in the darkness.
Claire toyed with Duke’s cock for a long while, licking every bump and vein. She worked her lips up and down his shaft and mouthed him gently, kissing and sucking his flesh. She finally took his rod into her mouth and made love to his cock. Eventually, she pulled her mouth from his engorged cock and gently kissed his tip.
“Lick my boobies for me, Duke,” she moaned, offering her breasts to him. Duke’s long, wet tongue slowly lapped at her breasts. She felt his tongue sliding over her nipples repeatedly, making them hard and stiff. She massaged her tits while Duke licked them clean.
Her pussy was soaked with her fresh, teenage, secretions. She was ready. “I want to watch your eyes when you cum in me,” Claire said. She laid on her back and spread her legs. The bed was low enough, and he was tall enough. She guided him to the floor and then between her legs.
“Up boy!” Claire said, patting her tender thighs. “Time to Fuck-the-Bitch.”
Duke jumped up, his fur tickling her legs. Claire scooted lower and then she guided him into her pussy, looking into his eyes. She felt his pointed tip spreading her lips. She felt his thick shaft sliding into her cunt. She felt him enter her fully and she began to grind against him.
“Give me that delicious dick, boy. Fuck-the-Bitch-Slow.”
Duke slid his experienced cock in and out of Claire’s tight cunt.
She kissed his snout. He licked her face and open mouth. Then Duke began to fuck his favorite bitch.
“Rrrr-owwwllll,” Duke grunted, expressing his enjoyment.
“Mmmmmm, I like it too, Duke,” Claire said. She began rocking her body slowly, matching his rhythm, their bodies becoming one. They continued to fuck, enjoying each other’s bodies and staring into each other’s eyes.
This is how her daddy wanted to fuck her. Face-to-face. All the boys at school too. They want to be between her legs on a Friday night after a football game, rutting her, and filling her with their seed.
“It’s all for you, Duke,” Claire said. “I might have other lovers, but you are my first and my favorite.” Claire whispered to her hairy lover; the male who took her virginity.
Claire felt his knot growing and closed her eyes, reveling in the feeling of having her cunt spread open again and again. When she felt it getting rock-hard and banging against her pussy lips almost painfully, she urged him to fuck her faster, opening her pussy for his expanding cock.
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