“What’s wrong, Robin?” she asked over coffee in the kitchen. “Have a bad night?”
“I don’t think I slept a wink,” Robin said. She took a sip of her coffee.
“Not feeling good?” Nancy asked.
“It isn’t that,” her friend replied. “I was horny all night.”
“Oh, I see,” Nancy murmured gently. “Didn’t get any, huh?”
The girls could talk freely this way. They’d become close friends in a year since Robin moved into the cozy duplex at the end of a quiet, shady street. Robin and Nancy spent many hours together daily. It wasn’t extraordinary for Nancy to ask if Robin had gotten fucked the night before.
Robin sighed, and her jutting young tits strained in the V of her robe. “That’s just it,” she said. “I used my vibrator, but it always leaves me wanting more.”
Nancy frowned and queried, “Didn’t you get off?”
Robin heaved another sigh, and her cute tits threatened to peek out of her robe. “Yes, I did,” she said. “I came about ten times. But, oh, I don’t know, Nancy. I just haven’t been satisfied lately. I miss my old boyfriend and his big cock.”
“I understand that,” Nancy said. “Single life does get a little tiresome after a while, doesn’t it?”
Robin looked at her friend and smiled. “I knew you’d understand. My last Tinder date turned me off men for a while, but I think I might need to find some real action soon.”
“Tell me about it,” Nancy said. “But don’t let it get you down, Robin.”
“I know,” Robin said. “I don’t know what’s the matter with me.”
Nancy wiggled her cute ass and giggled. Her blue eyes sparkled as she cooed, “Maybe you need to buy a new vibrator to spice things up.”
Robin scowled. “Oh, be serious.”
“I am serious,” Nancy said. “You’d be surprised at what you can get these days.”
“I don’t need another plastic lover,” Robin said, arching an eyebrow. “I need some real cock.”
They laughed, and Nancy joked, “Maybe we should hire a couple of male sex workers to come and fuck us.”
“That’s nothing to joke about, Nancy,” Robin scolded. “I would be up for that.”
“Me too, but diseases,” Nancy said seriously.
Robin said, “I have plenty of condoms to prevent that.”
The girls looked at each other for a long moment, then burst into laughter again. But their eyes locked, and little lights danced in them. They were bound to get to this subject sooner or later.
Robin giggled and said, “We wouldn’t do a thing like that.” A second later, she grinned and added, “Would we?”
“I think we would,” Nancy said.
Robin reached across the table and put her hand on Nancy’s. She gently squeezed it and said, “Let’s not kid around about a thing like that. Especially now. I’m in no condition to be teased.”
“I’m not kidding, and I’m not teasing,” Nancy said. “Maybe it’s exactly what we need. Just think about it. A couple of well-hung studs to just come here and pleasure us without all the hassle of being in a relationship. They fuck us, we pay them, and then they leave.”
“Yes. Now let’s stop talking about it.”
“I can picture a huge cock drilling me,” Nancy cooed. “I think we should talk about it.”
Robin looked dubiously at her friend. “Oh, Nancy,” she scoffed, “would you let a sex worker fuck you?”
“I think I would if he was attractive enough and hung like a horse,” Nancy confessed. “What about you?”
Robin worried her lower lip for a moment. “I never gave it much thought. Yes, I guess I would. I mean, why not. You only live once.”
“Yeah,” Nancy agreed, and she gave Robin’s hand an affectionate squeeze. “Then why don’t we do it?”
“You mean to go through with it?” Robin chirped, wide-eyed.
“Yes. You’d like to, wouldn’t you?”
“I guess so. You?”
“I’m all for it,” Nancy said firmly.
Robin got up and went to the stove. She returned with the coffee pot and refilled their cups. She looked tense as she sat down. When her eyes again met Nancy’s, they were bright.
“How can we do it?” she asked. “Where do you find male sex workers?”
“Like everything else, you find them online,” Nancy said. “Do you want me to search for it and determine how much they cost?”
“Do they do a group discount?” Robin giggled.
“Oh, Robin,” Nancy scowled. “Be sensible. I will do mine here, and you will do yours at your place.”
“Well, OK,” Robin said. “I guess.”
“Think about it. We don’t have to rush into anything.”
“Nancy, let’s stop talking about it now. My pussy’s ready to flood.”
“Are you in?” Nancy pushed. “Are we gonna do it?”
“Yes. Yes.” Robin exclaimed excitedly. “Right now, I’d agree to anything.”
Nancy thought she heard something. “Did you hear that?”
“No, what?”
“I thought I heard a noise.”
They paused and glanced around. Robin looked at the open window and wondered. But a moment later, Nancy said it must have been her imagination. “Never mind,” she purred. “Want another cup?”
Robin nodded when she thought she heard a noise. “What’s going on?” Robin rasped, jumping to her feet. “That’s the garbage can outside the window.” She darted across the room and poked her head out the window. “Oh, no.”
“What is it?” Nancy blurted, alarmed by her friend’s outburst. She ran to the window, too.
“It’s a damned dog.” Robin cried. “Look what he’s doing to the garbage.” She leaned out the window and yelled, “Get away from there. Go on. Git!”
A young German shepherd looked up at the two girls with soulful brown eyes and backed away from the trash cans. Nancy watched the animal depart and followed him until he disappeared around the building. Unknown to Robin, Nancy was feeling something in her pussy. That dog interested her for some reason. A wicked smile lifted the corners of her sexy mouth as she turned to the other woman.
“He scared me half to death,” Robin said. “I thought somebody was peeking in the window. Wouldn’t that be something?”
She saw Nancy pouring more coffee. “Here, drink this. It’ll calm your nerves,” she said.
“Yeah. Thanks. Then I gotta go.”
*****
Eventually, Robin left by the front door. Nancy paused on the stoop and looked around. She saw the German shepherd near the bushes and hissed, “Hey. Hey, boy. Come here. Come here, boy.”
The dog looked over his shoulder at her. He looked uncertain.
Nancy smiled and cooed, “Don’t be afraid. Come here. I won’t hurt you.”
Trusting her, the dog padded over to her. Nancy squatted and tousled the dog’s head. The German shepherd’s tail started to wag. She befriended the dog quickly.
“Come with me,” she said, getting up. “Come on. I’ll give you something nice to eat.”
The dog obediently followed her into the house. Nancy was thrilled to see the dog with her so quickly, so willingly. It gave her the shivers-shivers of erotic expectation. The minute she saw the animal outside the window, she knew she would like to have fun with the dog.
Giggling, she squatted again and said, “You are a boy, aren’t you? I’ve been taking that for granted.” She leaned down and peered under the dog’s body. “Mmmm, you’re a male, all right,” she purred.
Wickedly, she reached under there and caressed the sheath. She looked at the dog’s face to test its reaction. Was it playful? It was. Without a growl or any threatening sounds, the dog peered at the girl caressing its sheath as if it liked what she was doing. Nancy liked that. Smiling impishly, she got to her feet and coaxed the dog into her bedroom, where she stripped naked.
She climbed onto the bed and sprawled out luxuriously, then called the dog to join her there. Starved for human affection, the animal jumped onto the bed and stood over her, its tongue hanging out. Nancy eyed the dog’s tongue with erotic interest, and her pussy squirmed a little as she thought her wicked thoughts.
“Nice, boy,” she murmured warmly with glassy eyes. “Be nice to Nancy.”
She drew up her knees and stretched them wide open to make her crotch available and vulnerable. Her pink tongue moved wetly across her lips as she gently cupped her pussy.
“Lick it, boy,” she whispered. “Lick my pussy nice. I know you can. Put that nifty tongue of yours right here.”
She offered her pussy wantonly, laughing at her wickedness, and spread the lips of her labia with her naughty fingers. The dog looked at her momentarily, its tongue hanging loosely from its mouth. The dog prodded the bed with its forepaws in a gesture that said it was excited. Then the aroma of Nancy’s pussy reached the dog’s nostrils, and the canine understood what she wanted. Animal instinct took over. The dog lowered its big head, and its tongue took a big lick of her juicy pussy. Nancy jerked, and her ass quivered.
“Mmmm, yes, like that,” she rasped hotly.
Her senses spun, and she ran her hands sensuously up and down her belly and tits. The dog lapped at her pussy then, making slurpy sounds as if it were drinking from its water bowl. Nancy’s fully exposed pussy immediately moistened for the dog. Chills and thrills shot through her vibrating body as the animal licked and lapped her pussy for her. The doggie-tongue became a whip as it lashed her pussy lips. The German shepherd slapped noisily against her crotch in a delicious manner, making Nancy whimper and squeeze her tits tightly. Her eyes fluttered, and she tweaked her spiking pink nipples anxiously as her pussy fired under the vicious tongue attack.
“Ahhhhh… Oooooooo,” Nancy moaned when she felt a new sensation.
Hotly curious, she propped herself on her elbows to see what had caused such a wonderful sensation in her pussy. The dog had wiggled and dropped on its belly, and now it was licking the tip of its tongue between Nancy’s pussy lips. The wet tongue licked her vaginal entrance and sent sparks through her clit.
“Oh, wow.” Nancy moaned and hunched her pussy up for more of that. “You’re gonna make me cum. Mmmm, lick it more, dog, lick it more.”
She encouraged the dog and coaxed it on by squirming and twisting her pussy continuously in gestures of pleasure. The dog aimed to please because the more Nancy humped, the more it licked her pussy.
Observing this response in the animal, Nancy cooed, “Whose dog are you? You must belong to a woman.” She sat up then and used her fingers to spread her pussy wide open. “Get in there, boy,” she panted, wanting greater pleasure. “Come on, lick it in there. Mmmm, yesss, like that. Ewww, slurp it up, boy.”
The dog did as it was told and slurped loudly at her wet pussy. She felt its tongue slither into her cunt, and she humped her ass faster. Her pretty head rocked back and forth hazily as she squirmed her wet pussy hornily. She moaned again and again as the canine tongue snaked into her vagina. She made a gurgling sound deep in her constricted throat. Her ass thrashed on the bed. Her pussy churned and jerked hotly. The dog’s wet snout nudged and jolted her clit. That drove Nancy mad with desire and lust. Between that titillating feeling and the thrill of the canine tongue licking into her cunt, she was in seventh heaven.
“Ohhh, boy,” she whimpered hornily. “Do it… Get me off… Ahhh, I’ll cum like crazy.”
She dug her heels into the bed and hiked her ass up hotly. This brought her juicy pussy to the air for her canine lover. The animal happily licked and lapped, free to do so and more than eager. She twisted her clit, which was all wet and quivery now, against the fantastic nose of the dog as it tongue-fucked her. The tickle in her belly grew to a fantastic pitch. She caught her breath. Her hands gripped her tits tightly and mauled them feverishly. Her pretty face was livid with passion as her whole body prepared to orgasm.
Suddenly her ass quivered, and her cunt twitched spastically. “Ooooooooooooo,” she cried out. “Oh. Ohhh. Ohhhhh.”
She thrashed like a bitch in heat and humped her pussy crazily as she orgasmed in the dog’s mouth. Great ripples of orgasmic slime seeped out of her twisting cunt to drench the animal’s snout. The dog snuffled in the wetness but never stopped licking its sandpapery tongue into her churning young body.
Nancy’s moans became lusty, hot groans. Her head tossed. Her tits rose like live things. She caressed and mauled them frantically as her pussy climaxed wetly. She surrendered completely to the marvelous things between her spread, quivering thighs. Her whole pussy humped and twisted and screwed about furiously as she got her cookies off.
As if a real pussycat was attacking it, the dog retaliated by attacking back. The dog rammed its snout into Nancy’s crotch and took small nips at her pussy-flesh. Nancy yelped to feel its sharp little teeth nibble at her clit and pussy lips.
“Oh, my God,” she moaned, climaxing hornily. “You do eat a girl.”
Just as an angry pussy-cat would do, her lovely pussy fought back with twists and humps and jerks, ramming the dog’s snout hard. The cat-and-dog fight heightened her erotic pleasure to untold peaks, and she came wetly repeatedly. The violent orgasms became one long, excruciating climax that practically rendered Nancy unconscious.
She flew over the peaks of pleasure, her senses reeling and body whipping wildly on the bed. The dog burrowed into her vagina, undaunted by her violent reactions, and the animal slicked its big tongue into her soaked cunt. Nancy squealed, then arched her back in a lovely bow as she panted for breath and squeezed her aching tits. The animal was relentless. Even when Nancy moaned breathlessly and collapsed on the bed, the horny dog kept on licking and lapping her pussy, drinking in all her leaking juices.
“Oh, wow,” Nancy murmured, peering over her thrusting tits to watch the dog go at it.
The dog licked away every last trace of pussy slime as if it had been trained to at canine cunnilingus. Nancy started laughing sensuously as it drove her pussy wild. It was a marvelous aftermath to a juicy orgasm to have that thick pink canine tongue still laving her pussy. It was delicious after play.
She was so pleased with the animal that she rewarded the dog highly. Laughing erotically, she pranced into the kitchen with the friendly dog hot on her heels. She had been defrosting minced meat on the sideboard. She took it, unwrapped the cellophane, and gave the dog a pound of meat. The dog gobbled that up the way it had gobbled her pussy, and Nancy laughed to see the comparison. She knelt at the German shepherd’s side as it ate and petted its big head.
“You and I are gonna be good friends from now on,” she purred.
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