MY BUDDY

My 13th year was not going well for me. My hormones were raging, my little breasts were budding, and I had a bad attitude. My parents decided it would be good for all of us to have a time out, and arranged for me to stay with my dad’s brother, Jerry, and his wife Kay, for a while during summer vacation.

Jerry and Kay were younger than my parents, married only about two years, just starting a family, and trying to make a go of it farming. Kay was a typical country girl, always a quick smile, reddish hair and freckles, big breasts, and wanting to be a mom more than anything. I learned quickly that when she took her temperature then called Jerry in from the field, that I should go for a walk and leave them alone for half an hour .I had a vague idea what they were doing, but just what I had heard in the girls bath room at school. I was aware enough to have discovered the wonderful place between my legs, and rubbed it most nights listening to them fucking just down the hall. Neither of them tried to be quiet when they were having sex. Topics about sex, pregnancy and conception were discussed freely in their house, and Kay answered some of the sexual myths I had mistakenly come to believe. This was a welcome change from my up tight parents.

Buddy was their beautiful Labrador retriever. He and I became friends right off, and went for walks, almost from the first day I got there, and aside from his annoying (and embarrassing) habit of sniffing my crotch, he was well behaved, never jumping on anyone and wasn’t a dreaded leg humper. I found a spot in the woods that I loved. There was a log in the middle of a small clearing, and I would sit on the log, with Buddy laying at my feet or sitting with his head in my lap, having me rub his ears. I sometimes just sat and savored the smell of the vegetation around me, and listened to the birds sing. It was impossible to be angry while sitting on my log. I talked to Buddy like he was my best girl friend, shareing secrets and dreams with him. Other times I would try to imagine what Jerry and Kay were doing, and would get a throbbing between my legs, and wish there were some boys around., If only I were old enough to date. The freedom was great though, and I loved it. I didn’t have to sit like a lady in my little private word, my skirt could ride up, and my panties could show, I could sit with my legs wide open, and no one yelled at me for it. I would feel my nipples under my top, and touch my little virgin pussy through my panties; trace the outline of my pussy lips with my finger, but didn’t dare take them down, even in my secluded spot. Those times buddy would sit and watch, and get this look on his face that was almost like a smile.

One day I was rubbing my pussy more vigorously than usual, I had heard Jerry and Kay fucking the night before and the throbbing in my pussy just wouldn’t stop. Rubbing through my panties wasn’t doing it for me, so giving in to my desire; I took them off and laid them on the log beside me. Buddy had his nose in the air, sitting in front of me, and I noticed that his cock was sticking out of its sheath, I could only see the tip of it, and it looked very short and thin.

Buddy went over and started sniffing my panties. I was afraid he would chew them, so I reached for them; as I did, he smelled my juices and started licking my fingers. I turned slightly to drop my panties behind the log so he couldn’t get at them, and in doing so he ended up between my legs. He was sniffing deep in to my naked crotch. I pushed on his head to get him to sit back down. For the first time Buddy wasn’t mellow, growling when I pushed him away, he had found the source of the smell , and his tongue was exploring the insides of my legs, and my pussy.