The Persistent Doggy - S01 E04

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The Persistent Doggy - S01 E04

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

But, before long, the heat from the blankets, the heavy flannel nighty, and the heat Rascal's body, became unbearable. She flipped off the blankets and after a moment's hesitation, removed her heavy nightgown. Wearing just her panties, she slipped back into her warm, comfortable, bed.

It felt so liberating to have her breasts exposed! Feeling a little giddy, she rolled over to Rascal and scratched his ears, as she rubbed her naked thighs together.

"You're going to keep your mommy nice and warm, aren't you boy?" Rascal licked her face. "I guess it will be OK If you sleep with me all the time."

Rascal lapped at her face and Elizabeth laughed. "Stop that, Doggy!" she giggled. She petted him while he attempted to lick, moving her head from side to side as he licked her cheek, her ears, and her shapely neck. She attempted to push him away, but inadvertently, moved his hairy snout lower, down to her undulating breasts, where her protesting arms provided him another, more interesting target.

Rascal's long, wet, tongue, licked her cleavage, right between her large, round, globes.

"Ohhhh!" she exclaimed. And before she could react, he licked her again, right across a sensitive nipple!

"Unnnghhh!" Elizabeth cried. "Doggy! Stop that! Stop that, right now!"

But Rascal continued, ignoring her commands and her weak attempts to push him away. He stood up on all fours, and towering over her, proceeded to lick all over her breasts.

"Ohhhh! Doggy. Stop. Please stop! You're slobbering on my breasts. You're making them wet! You're making my..., my..." She paused and whispered, as if someone might hear her. "You're making my pussy wet!"

She was not used to such feelings of arousal, and without a man to judge and shame her, she allowed herself the leniency to enjoy the sensations, if only for a moment.

But, her previous sexual denials and the steady lap, lap, lapping of her persistent dog, finally awoke the long-simmering passions in Elizabeth. Her pussy tingled and oozed! She gripped her breasts and squeezed them, and impulsively moved them closer, wanting more of those intense feelings. Her nipples were hard and tingling! He lapped at them as his mistress moaned beneath him. She offered her breasts to Rascal, nearly placing them into his mouth, and felt his wet tongue raking across her stiff, sensitive, nipples repeatedly.

"Ohl Doggy!" she cried. "I can't! I shouldn't! We mustri't!" Despite her words of protest, her body undulated on the bed, rolling her hips, as Rascal continued to ravish her breasts. Her body was on fire! But then, he finally stopped, only to lick her neck and face.

"Are you wanting to kiss me now?" she asked, playfully, with only a hint of anger. "You take advantage of my hospitality, and now want my forgiveness?"

But Rascal wanted something else. He towered over her and turned around, seeking the source of her musky scent.

As Rascal sniffed her stomach, Elizabeth stopped in shock. Rascal's body was close to her face. She looked underneath him, and stared at his cock.

No longer hidden by his hairy sheath, his hard, pink, red and purple, penis jutted out from above his heavy, hanging, ball-sack.

"Oh, my!" she breathed. "Oh, my goodness!"

Rascal's penis was shiny and wet. It was long and hard. It was nothing like her ex-husband's penis. The dog's cock was pointed and veiny. It had a huge, thick, bulge in the center, and a gnarled knot at the base

"Doggy! Get that nasty thing away from mel" she hissed. Elizabeth tried to push him, but his body only moved slightly, making his long, hard, doggy-cock sway back and forth. It was disgusting! It was obscene! It was... hypnotizing...

Although she found it repulsive, the sight of the aroused animal affected her. She caught her breath. She stared. She squeezed her slippery breasts. She pinched her nipples and gasped as the tingling feeling traveled directly from her tits, to her pussy. She rubbed her thighs together, stimulating her pussy.

The dog was sexually aroused. So was she. She suddenly understood why men leered at her, why wonen flirted so brazenly, and why animals..., why Rascal..., why Doggy's penis became hard and erect.

As she stared at the massive slab of dog-meat, Rascal located the source of her feminine musk. He shoved his nose between her thighs, frustrated by her plain, cotton, panties. He poked and prodded her with his nose, as if he was trying to move her panties out of the way, to allow him access to her wet, odiferous, love canal.

"No!" she cried. "Get away from there!" Elizabeth was mortified. A dog was sniffing and prodding her most sacred female spot! She began to flail her legs.

"Grrr! Rufff!" Rascal's playful growl and sharp bark made her stop immediately. She froze.

Rascal assumed this was an invitation, and continued poking her with his cold, wet, nose. He rubbed his snout against the elastic of her panties, trying to push them away. It was almost as if he was familiar with a women's underwear. Finally, showing his expertise, he caught the hem of her panties at her waist and bit it, almost nipping her.