Bestiality and a Young Girl(33)

That's when he pulled out of her and began to lick up his own come. Of course he licked up her come in the process. He licked her thighs up and down, and then up between her legs, and even her ass and asshole again. He was sniffing away at her all the time. Do I smell like a bitch, she wanted to say out loud, but didn't for some reason.

Maybe he thinks I'm another dog now, she said to herself. Maybe he thinks I'm just another bitch.

"Is that what you think?" she then said out loud.

The dog just kept on licking her thighs and Vicky fell flat on her stomach. She wondered vaguely about what time it was, but she didn't make any move to see what it might be. She really didn't care about what time it was. Beatrice would wait for her. Let her wait, Vicky said to herself.

She lay there a while longer, and the dog continued to lick her thighs and cunt. He was as good as any real lover could have been, and in fact he was even better. He had no human inhibitions, and there wasn't anything that he wouldn't do. That's what Vicky liked about animals.

They were completely uninhibited, and they knew nothing about convention and respectability.

It certainly didn't matter to this dog that she was married or anything like that. As far as he was concerned, she was just a hole for him to lick out and stick his hard pecker in. Vicky liked that kind of thinking, because it was the way she now thought. Of course, she also had to think about other things as well. She did have to worry about convention and respectability.

She got to her feet finally and got dressed. She would have to go and meet Beatrice soon. Should she take a shower first? No, let Beatrice smell her the way she was. That would make her wonder. Make her that much more willing to find out just what had happened. Vicky had made up her mind that she was going to tell Beatrice everything.

And that wasn't all she planned on doing. She planned on making Beatrice have sex with either one of the horses or this dog. She could hardly wait to see that. I'll bet she's never even sucked a cock, Vicky thought to herself as she made her way back to the house. I'll bet the only thing she's ever sucked is pussy.

Vicky ran into the house and collapsed on a chair in the kitchen. She was out of breath and her whole body was shaking like it might never stop. Vicky tried to catch her breath, but it seemed as if she was never going to. It seemed like a hopeless task indeed. She got to her feet, and then fell back down in the chair again.

What was she going to do now? Just sit here and wait for Beatrice to show up? That seemed like a stupid thing to do. She rested her head on the table and closed her eyes. She thought about the dog and his huge cock and how it had felt inside her. It had felt so very good.

It was almost as if she could still feel him inside her. As if he was still fucking her. As if he was still driving deep inside the way he had been. Oh, do it, she thought. Do it hard. Do it harder and harder.

Before long she was dreaming about the dog and then Beatrice was shaking her awake.

Vicky woke with a start and looked up at Beatrice with half-closed eyes. She thought she was seeing things at first, but gradually she began to wake up.

"You smell like a sex pit," Beatrice was saying. "I see you couldn't wait. I'm dying to find out just what you've been doing. I think I can guess, but I want to see for myself so I can be sure. This knowing and not knowing is driving me out of my mind."

Vicky got to her feet a little shakily, and Beatrice had to hold her up. She could feel Beatrice's hands on her tits, and then Beatrice ripped open Vicky's blouse and began to suck hard on one of her tits.

Vicky let her do that for a while and then she pushed Beatrice away.

"Not yet," she said. "First I want to show you what I do. You've already showed me what you do."

Vicky walked out the back door and Beatrice followed right behind her.

She's like an old lap dog, Vicky thought to herself. She certainly is.

Vicky headed right for the stable and still Beatrice followed right behind her.

"I should have known," Beatrice then said, once they were inside the stable. "So you like animals do you? These creatures with their big cocks? You like that?"

"I most certainly do," Vicky said, "and you are going to like it too."

"Just what do you mean by that?" Beatrice demanded.

"You'll see," Vicky said. "First thing, take off all your clothes."

Beatrice began to back off.

"I will not," Beatrice said like a scared child.

Vicky gave her a cold stare.

"You will, and you'll do it now." Vicky's voice was cold and harsh.

Beatrice was more scared than she had ever been in her whole life.

"You can't make me," Beatrice said.

Vicky merely laughed.

"Can't I?" Vicky said. "Do you ever want to suck me out again? Do you?"