Cruel Cousins

“We’re gonna teach you a thing or two about country life,” Freda said, looking mysteriously at her sister, then confronting Leanne, her tits jiggling as she stood up.  “We’re gonna show you how some country girls have a good time—and they don’t have to finger-fuck themselves like you don’t want to.”

“Yeah, and it’s lots of fun,” Amy added, giggling, then standing up and moving behind Leanne.

“No—don’t do anything to me—please, I’m sorry—”  Leanne never finished her sentence.

Both girls were on top of her instantly, their naked bodies knocking her to the floor.  Loki stood there, tilting his head to one side, not realizing the battle was over him.

“What are you doing to me?”

“She thinks she’s so all high and mighty,” Amy panted, having slipped around behind the struggling blonde teenager.

She was holding Leanne’s wrists down and pinned together while her sister was keeping her cousin’s legs spread apart.

“This oughta take her down a peg or two,” Freda said breathlessly, turning her head around and calling out to the confused animal.

“Come on, Loki, come on,” Amy called.

Leanne squealed, “What?  Oh no, no, no.”

The blonde girl closed her fingers into two tight fists, beating them as best she could against the floor while that itchy hay stubble worked its way into her sweaty ass crack.  Looking up over her tits, the girl could see Loki walking slowly toward her, his head down, that long pink tongue hanging out one corner of his mouth, flecked with tiny diamonds of spittle.  Doggie spit.  They were going to make her surrender to him.  Again, the young girl tried twisting free, jerking her legs away from Freda.  But her cousins were far too strong for her.

“That’s it, boy.  Yes, you’re going to like this, Leanne.  Amy and I did it a couple of times—and if you tell Mom, we’ll ensure you don’t have any hair left on your head.”

“What?  You did—did this?  Both of you?” Leanne panted, twisting her head around to stare from one cousin to the other.

No, they couldn’t have been lying.  Normal people didn’t do this—certainly not normal young teenage girls.

“Sure.  It’s not so bad—you’ll see,” Amy said, shaking the loose hair from her eyes.

Leanne didn’t agree with her cousins.  She jerked her head around when she felt the first pumping breath against her toes.  Oh God, he was standing right there, his head still hunkered between his powerful shoulders, that black coat gleaming evilly under the light.  His pointed ears pricked up when he pushed his head forward, the nostrils quivering.  He was inhaling her scent, picking up her aroma.  It was all that playing around, all that talk about fucking men, about wondering how it would feel to have a hard stiff cock up her pussy.  And now the dog was smelling the results, and he liked what he sniffed.

“Uhhh—no.”

Again, Leanne tried twisting away, pulling down at her wrists, jerking her knees together, and tugging her ankles away from Freda.  But the girl wouldn’t let go.  Moving to one side, Freda let Loki step up a little farther, the animal stretching his head toward Leanne’s pussy.

“No, no, no.”

More straw stubble worked up between her ass cheeks, some entering her shitter while small bits of hay clung to her dampened flesh.  And now the dog was touching her, drawing his tongue over her bare flesh.  Leanne shivered, snapping her head back as her long blonde hair washed over her shoulders, every muscle in her body cramping.  A dog.  A dog was licking her, sniffing her.  Again the frantic teenager tried twisting away, her big tits rolling and slapping together under her violent writhing movements.  Nothing helped.

“Oh, stop it—please, stop it.  I’ll do anything. Just don’t let Loki touch me again.” Leanne screamed, her eyes wild with panic.

“Come on, Loki, take sniffs of this,” Freda said, ignoring her cousin’s pleas.

“Yeah, it’s real good, boy, and she’s gonna like havin’ your tongue sloppin’ around down there—just like you do with Freda and me.”

“No, oh God,” Leanne squealed.

He was dragging his tongue along her inner thighs now.  Leanne felt sick as she writhed beneath his gentle touch.  She was going out of her mind.  Surely, her cousins had to be insane if they thought this was pleasurable.  Having a dog lick her pussy.  The very thought was disgusting.  And now, here it was, actually happening to her.

“Ahhhh—”

Slowly, the girl calmed down, concentrating on what was happening to her.  Her disgust was still there.  But something else was happening to her, something Leanne could not understand.  The dog’s touch was giving her a chill now, a chilly heat she had felt earlier when Freda and Amy were talking about fucking, about the way they would love to have certain guys climb onto them and stick their cocks up their cunts.

It was coming back under that constant licking touch of the German shepherd.  The effect was becoming electric.  Leanne began feeling the tension in her body building as the animal began nibbling at her pussy flesh, his fangs teasing her clit, making her tense her ass muscles.  Freda and Amy noticed the change in her behavior and smiled slyly.

“Cousin Leanne doesn’t mind it so much now, does she?” Freda asked, giggling.

She kind of likes what Loki’s doing to her.  Maybe she’s got a new boyfriend,” Amy said, watching with growing fascination as the blonde began humping her pussy against the dog’s touch.

“Wrong—it’s so wrong,” she whispered, her brain simmering with sexual arousal.

“Yeah, wrong, but it feels real good, right?” Freda taunted.

She was right.  Oh, how good it felt, having that animal doing all those things to her.  Good and—and still wrong.  No, she had to be out of her mind to think something like this was good.

“Stop this.”

Loki pulled back at the girl’s shout, staring at her with those big brown eyes, tilting his head to one side, then opening his mouth and letting that tongue slide out again.  It was slick with spit—spit and her pussy juices.  Leanne stared back, feeling her stomach tighten and turn over.  Freda and Amy would hold her there until they damned well chose to let her go.  Loki barked once, then returned, touching her pussy with his tongue.  Leanne pulled back, tucking her ass away from the animal.

“No, no, get away, you filthy beast,” she cried, her eyes wild with terror.

Loki backed away a third time.  His tail was tucked between his hind legs.

“Come on, boy, she doesn’t mean it,” Freda coaxed, twisting her cousin’s right ankle until Leanne squealed with pain.  “Come on.  She won’t say anything to you now.

The dog whimpered, crawled between Leanne’s legs, and started licking.  The girl threw her head back, resigned to her fate.  The cords stood out on her neck as she worked the backs of her legs against the straw.  Loki was licking her regularly, leaving long wet streaks that dried cooly against her wet flesh.  She heard him panting heavily, breathing with those wheezing, sexy sounds through his black nostrils.  And all the time, there was the touch of his snout against her thighs.  And now, she felt one of his paws resting against her legs.  He was settling down for a long stay, running his tongue up…

“Ahhhhhh—”

Freda pulled her legs a little farther apart.  She could feel the warm, velvety surfaces of her pussy exposed now, could feel them working against one another as she kept twisting around on the floor, trying to avoid the dog’s searching, licking tongue.  If only her mother could see her now.  If only her mother, who thought so much of both Freda and Amy, could see what those two wild girls were doing to her now.

“Please—please, stop this.  Oh, don’t make me do this,” Leanne cried, tears rolling down her cheeks.

The dog moved a little higher, his paws rubbing against her thighs.  And then, oh yes, it happened again.  She could feel his cold snout sticking under her warming mound.  Leanne thought someone had set off sparklers in her pussy.  She arched her back at that touch, snapping her head from side to side, pulling at her ankles again.  She could feel Freda tightening her grip while Amy kept telling her how good it would be once the dog’s tongue shot into her vagina.

“No, no, you’re both—Ahhhhh—You’re both crazy if you think—”  Leanne was going half out of her mind with fear and excitement, mixed inextricably as the dog kept sliding his tongue closer and closer to her vagina.  “Ohhhhh, nooo—Oh my God.”

Leanne felt her stomach churn with fear once more.  Freda forced her legs apart even farther, telling her sister to come around.  In a moment, Leanne felt her hands slip free.  Amy was on all fours, her tiny tits jiggling as she moved up to her sister.  In an instant, the two of them grasped her legs and spread them apart for the dog.

“No, no,” Leanne started to get up, her arms thrashing wildly as she aimed for the dog.  Loki jerked his head up and snapped angrily at the young girl.  “Ooh.”

The dog was excited now, past the stage of being frightened away from her.  Leanne screamed again, falling back onto the hay and draping one arm over her eyes.  It was going to happen.  Oh yes, yes, it was going to happen.  They would hold her legs apart, forcing her to accept the dog.

“Come on, Loki,” Amy whispered hotly.  “Come on and lick her off.”

They opened her pussy completely to him.  Leanne had fallen back on the ground, rolling her head to one side and pressing her cheek against the hay.  The dog barked, then went wild.  His tongue slopped over the sensitive flesh of her right inner thigh, leaving more of those wet, hot trails of saliva on her flesh.

“Horrible, horrible,” the girl whispered, grinding her teeth together.

Her legs moved farther apart, and the two girls giggled and laughed as they watched a gradual change come over Leanne.  She was struggling less now, her breathing becoming more and more strangled.  Yes, she was starting to feel that rising heat in her cunt again, a heat that was pushing out all moral considerations.

“Ahhhhh—”

Friction.  Wonderful wet friction against the young girl’s pussy.  That’s all it was.  Leanne could hear the sound of his tongue against her pussy lips now.  It was wonderful, wonderful, and terrible at the same time.  He was touching her pussy with that tongue, drinking up the pussy juices that flowed out despite her shame.  Oh, his tongue was moving up the fuzzy slopes of her mound, moving up until it was petting her sent sensitive clit.  Leanne shuddered, pulling at her legs.  Spasms began somewhere deep in her pussy while she clenched at the loose hay all around her.

Leanne could feel the dog’s hot breath tickling through her pussy curls as he lapped at her vagina repeatedly.  Oh, there was an animal between her legs—a hungry, pussy licking animal.  She should have been revolted.  But oh, how good it felt.  She loved now the sensation of the squishy, steamy mess between her thighs.  And oh, that tongue, that wonderful tongue, licking and loving her.  Now, all she did was pant and want more of the subtle wet friction driving her up the wall.

“You’re getting hotter, Leanne.  Oh, wow.  Look at how red her pussy lips are,” Freda breathed, peering down and catching sight of her cousin’s pussy.

Loki was busily and hungrily lapping up and down Leanne’s slit, sometimes nuzzling his nose under the girl’s ass.

“Yeah, and look at how the juice is coming from her.  Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever been that hot before,” Amy said.

Leanne tried to fight the growing lust she felt.  But her arms trembled, her fingers curled, and she fell back on the ground, hunching up, pressing her swollen pussy to the dog.  ‘What am I doing?  Oh God, what am I doing?’ Leanne wondered.  That pink tongue drove up and down her fur-lined crack, making her clit burn like a tiny glowing jewel from the steady licking friction.  She wanted that dog now, wanted him to lick and touch every trembling slick inch of her juicing pussy.

“Fuck.  Oh God, oh yessss—” the girl moaned.  Leanne twisted around again, clawing at the dirt, panting for more friction, more of the wild animal’s tongue against her pussy.  She asked and babbled to the German shepherd and her cousins.  “Please—more—Ahhhhh, oh God, it’s so good, sooooo very, very good.  Oh God, it’s gonna kill me.”

“That’s how I sounded the first time Loki got to me,” Amy said, her eyes wide as Leanne whirled toward climax.

“Yeah, the first time he licked my pussy, I thought I’d shit,” Freda said, nodding.

Up and back, up and back, the girl moved her ass now, spit oozing from the corners of her mouth.  She twisted around a little, feeling the dog’s fangs brushing one pussy lip, then the other.  The thought of what was happening to her drifted from her mind.  Now all the girl imagined was the wonderful sensation burning through her pussy.  She could have died doing this, and it wouldn’t have mattered.  It was the best thing that had happened to her in the whole wide world.  It was driving her mad.

“Oh—Ahhhh—” Leanne moaned.

Leanne worked her ass around in circles as best she could, pulling at the restraining hand still on her ankles.  Loki licked everywhere a once—or so it seemed.  The more she moved around, the more pleasure she seemed to bring to her body.  The thought of boys, of the pricks, entered her mind as she teetered on the brink of climax.  They had talked about guys, about fucking.  Yes, that would be nice, so nice, having something hot and hard fucking inside her pussy, something that would press against the itchy, convulsing walls of her virginal cunt.  Yes, Leanne wanted to be fucked, to have a man’s cock inside her cunt, fucking up and down, stretching her vagina wide open.

“Fuck,” Leanne blurted.

“She wants his cock in her.  Little Miss Prim and Proper wants to get fucked,” Freda said, her eyes glazing as she watched Leanne enter the final throes of her sex experience with the dog.

Even hearing someone pronounce that lewd word made her go into wild spasms.  The dog was fucking its tongue in, making the tiny muscles around her cuntal mouth spasm.  As strange as it was, Leanne could feel the cuntal muscles trying to grab hold of the dog’s black nose.  She was teetering on the feverish edge of her climax.  The big muscles in her ass were cramped.  Leanne let out a wild cry as the dog hurried his licking action on her juicy pussy.  The big dog gave a little yelp, then nuzzled again between her swollen pussy lips.  Oh, if only she had a man’s cock up her cunt.

“Cock—fuck—”

The wild thoughts hurried her to her climax.  She pitched on the ground, bucking her ass against the barn floor.  She could feel those front fangs cutting her cunt flesh slightly.  And that acute ticklish sensation brought more babbling groans of pleasure from her throat.  She clawed the ground, wishing once more for something hot and hard in her cunt.

“Ahhhh—”

“She’s cumming now,” Freda said, letting go of one ankle.  “Let’s see what happens,” Amy said, releasing the other.

Both girls sat back on their heels, watching Leanne tentatively draw her legs together.  Then, finding her legs were free, the young girl scissored them tightly around the humping back of the German shepherd, holding him tight and close to her while she humped her pussy against his maw.

“I’m cumming,” the blonde shouted.

Leanne quivered and throbbed, bucking her body so wildly she thought she would pass out from exhaustion.  Loki stayed with her, licking and nuzzling and panting against her climaxing pussy.  Oh, it was wonderful, deliriously wonderful.  Hot juice flowed from her vagina, wetting down the dog’s nose until the smacking, wet sounds were louder than before.  Wet sounds of the animal’s tongue against her pussy.  Just the thought of it, the thought of a dog’s mouth against her cunt sent the girl off into a more powerful series of spasms.

Leanne jerked about the floor, kicking and scratching at anything.  And all the while, Loki kept his muzzle close to her convulsing cunt, not letting that hot treasure escape his maw.  Again and again, his tongue curled into her hot vagina, pressing against her clit, touching her in all the wildly sensitive spots.  At the same time, brilliant colors burst before her.

And then it was over.

Gradually, the spasms ebbed, and reality trickled in.  That ugly reality made Leanne jam her knuckles into her mouth and bite down on them.  Yes, she had done the unthinkable—had done something sexual with an animal.  The thought wouldn’t have even occurred to her in Melbourne.  But Here?  Her cousins had made it with Loki more than once.  The dog knew what he was doing, touching her in all the right places and timing his licking to match her bodily reactions.

“Enjoy that, Leanne?” Freda said, kneeling next to Loki and scratching his big, proud head behind the ears.  The German shepherd twisted around and licked her arm.  “It’s gonna get better—you’ll see.”

Leanne shuddered at the prediction.