Dogsitting [1]

Tasked with watching her neighbor’s dog for the weekend, Grace realizes that when no one is looking, this dog can offer her “company”. (She fucks it.)

“Bye, see you on Friday!”

Grace waved goodbye as her neighbor, Bryce, waved back to her and walked down the driveway to hop in his car. He would be going away for the weekend, leaving Grace alone to housesit and watch after his dog.

Being only 14, Grace had never been able to have a real job and money had been hard to come by. Whenever she wanted to buy anything, she usually had to mooch from her parents or older sister, sometimes to little avail. Tired of being so dependent on others for stuff she wanted, when Bryce stopped by her house yesterday to drink beer with her Dad and watch the sports game, she became very excited when he mentioned an opportunity.

“I’m going away next weekend,” he had said. “And I’m not having much luck finding a petsitter for Killer. Would Grace be interested in watching over him? I could pay her, of course.”

“Yes!” Grace answered immediately, jumping up in joy. “Yes, please! I’d love to!”

Grace’s dad took a tip of his beer. “I don’t know,” he said reluctantly. “It’s a lot of responsibility, Grace.”
“It’s a great way to start learning responsibility,” she countered, “and I’ve helped taken care of dogs before.”

Always having been a real daddy’s girl, Grace eventually was able to cave him in. “Fine,” he said. “But you’re taking care of another living thing. Make sure you take this seriously and treat him well.”
Presently, after watching Bryce hop in his car and drive off, Grace closed the front door shut behind her, and turned around to begin her journey pet sitting. “Killer!” she called.

From the living room walked in Killer, a medium sized dog with black fur.

“You hungry? Want some food?” asked Grace.

Killer began to wag his tail at the mention of the word ‘food’.

“Come on, boy,” said Grace, walking into the kitchen. On the counter, she grabbed a box of dog food and poured it in Killer’s bowl that sat on the ground next to the kitchen table. Killer put his head down and began to eat.

Now that Killer had been fed his dinner, Grace wondered what to do next.

With Bryce gone for an entire three days, Grace had the whole place to herself. She was expected home only for dinner and to sleep, but had pretty much the rest of the days ahead of her to take Killer on walks, or just hang out with him at Bryce’s house watching TV, working on her homework, or just doing whatever.

Grace decided that while Killer ate, she would go upstairs and take a shower. After that, she could get dressed, get ready for bed, put Killer in his crate for the night, and head on back home to sleep.
“I’ll be back in a bit,” she said, petting Killer and heading on upstairs.

In the bathroom, she undressed and turned on the water. Stepping into the shower, the hot water felt good on her bare skin. She grabbed the soap that she had brought and slowly lathered herself up. Grace’s mind began to wander, thinking of her friends, school… boys.

Grace blinked as she found her hand reaching down between her legs. She realized what, unconsciously, she was beginning to do, however she did not stop herself.

All alone in a big house, with no adults around to stop her… what else is a girl to do?

The simple touching felt really good. With the rest of her body washed and rinsed off, Grace’s touch began to linger as she spread soap across her lower belly and thighs. She drew a finger across the top of her slit and began to slowly rub circles around her clit, humming to herself in pleasure. Her eyes began to close. Thoughts of fantasies slowly started to linger into her mind…

“Screee!”

Grace flinched and opened her eyes. Killer had found his way into the bathroom. She frowned and sighed, removing her hand from between her legs.

“I thought I told you I’d be back downstairs in a bit.”

The dog bowed its head and backed up towards the door, its head lowered to the floor to avoid eye contact. Grace felt a twinge of pity stir in her. She sighed.

“No, it’s fine… You can stay. I’m almost done anyway.”

Mildly annoyed, Grace returned to her washing duties. When she had finished washing her legs and feet, Grace stepped out of the shower and grabbed a dry towel. When she was dry, Grace turned the shower off and stepped out. Not yet wanting to put on her pajamas, Grace instead went nude, with bare feet making wet slapping noises against the hard ground as she started to make her way out of the bathroom and into the guest bedroom.

Grace stopped in her tracks. Killer was still standing in the doorway. She sighed.

“It’s like you’re needy for attention. What gives?”

Grace bent down in a squat and held the dog’s head in her hands. Killer nudged his nose up at the touch of its petsitter, with a soft woof.

Grace stared at the dog for a moment. She then stood up. “I need you to move, Killer. I want some time alone.” Time just for herself… and perhaps her fingers. Grace still felt the smoldering of arousal not quite extinguished from her time spent in the shower. If only she had something more than just her fingers… Something like-

Her eyes opened wide.

No way. Not in a million years, she thought. She could never see herself doing such a thing. Especially not with a dog that wasn’t even hers! But then again…

She was completely alone, and nobody would be coming back to the house for days. If she ever wanted to do such a thing, she may never get the chance to try again. It was now, or never…
Stifling the initial thoughts of revulsion, Grace let curiosity take control of her mind. She walked to the guest bedroom.

“Killer, come here,” she said. The dog followed her into the room.

Once inside, Grace closed the door behind her and stood up straight with her legs spread slightly. Slowly, carefully, she guided Killer’s head between her legs. Grace felt her heart pumping with a mix of fear and excitement. The dog stepped forward. The tip of his snout wedged in between Grace’s inner thighs, forcing them wider. She pulled gently, encouraging killer to come closer. When she had the tip of its mouth brush across the her slit, Killer flinched with a grunt of surprise, but Grace held him steady.

Killer began to sniff her area, finding a strange, appealing, and very unfamiliar scent. Grace felt her chest tighten up with fear and thrill as the dog began to nose around and nudge at the space between her legs.

“Now… lick.”

There was a pause, and Grace held still, wondering if Killer would actually-

Grace let out a gasp as she felt the ply of warm flesh across her slit. Her legs buckled and flinched and she tightened up for a split second. Another lap, and another, and Grace moaned. Her fingernails dug into the bedsheets of the guest bed behind her. The dog was actually doing what she wanted it to do, and enthusiastically so! Her body was sensitive and easy to arouse. And god, did it feel so good.
Several minutes passed before Grace could relax and get into the rhythm of Killer’s tongue. She staggered backwards and slumped against the bed, and the dog followed her every step.
Killer licked with careful movements. Its teeth never biting, his nails resting placidly against the bed foot and away from her body. The creature had every intention of not harming its new master.

“God…” she whispered with eyes closed, bringing up one hand to cup and squeeze her breasts.

“More.”

At the sound of the word, Killer growled in affirmation, speeding up its movements, pressing its thick, bestial tongue flat against the 14 year old’s mound, spreading her slit lips, and drawing across her sensitive clitoris. Thick, slimy saliva began to spread across Grace’s crotch, wetting her skin. Grace felt the dog’s nose begin to press against her mound, nudging, pressing forward, bouncing gently into the supple skin as it licked. Grace took to rocking her slit against the dog’s snout, grinding her clit against his hard nose, letting out muffled groans with every swipe of the dog’s tongue. Being a virgin, Grace never felt anything this good in her life.

Abruptly, Grace’s eyes opened. She pushed away the dog with a shove and took a few steps back. She looked at herself, nude, in the mirror with an expression of horror.

“God, what am I doing?” She shook her head. Sure, the tongue felt good, but this was a dog!
Grace bit her lip and glanced downward. Killer was sitting, staring up at her. He shuffled forward and attempted to nose around to the spot between her legs. In her moment of clarity, Grace squeezed them close, but it only coaxed the tongue to come out once again and try to slip in between. Grace moaned and bent over the bed for support.

She told herself she was crazy for doing this, but…

“Killer, up her.” She commanded, getting up onto the bed. There Grace laid back, with legs hanging over the long side, and lifted both thighs up in the air, presenting her slit for the dog to lick.
Killer jumped up onto the bed, seeing Grace presenting the spot between her, where it was the perfect height for him to reach.

“Lick,” Grace commanded.

And lick it did.

Silent Grace lay, her labored breathing the only sound escaping her lips as she held firmly onto the dog’s head. She lifted her spread legs up higher, giving the dog easier access to her feminine parts.

God, I need this…

She felt Killer begin to get more aggressive, licking faster, growling quietly to its self. The sound struck a pang of fear in the teen’s heart, and she jerked her head up to watch the dog between her legs.

The smell of sex and the taste of her fluids had flooded Killer’s senses, and Grace could tell he was ready for even more.

She hesitated once again, thinking about the gravity of her situation. Was she really doing this with a dog? Wasn’t this wrong? Gross?

Though she did have reservations, the thought again occurred to Grace that she almost certainly wouldn’t ever get an opportunity like this for a very long time. It was now, or never. And, this felt way too good for her to not let keep going.

And so, her mind was made up.

“Put it in me,” she silently commanded.

To be continued…

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