Rex the Wonder Dog

A lovely young teen loses her virginity to the family dog

Nikki stood behind the window and watched her parents and two younger brothers drive away. When the tail lights of the car shrank from view, her stomach twisted slightly. This was the moment she’d long been waiting for.
Alone. Completely alone. For the first time in months, Nikki finally had the house all to herself. Normally there was at least one other person around at any given time, but now the entire family, minus herself, was heading to the theater. She’d been invited but she pretended to be tired and asked to stay home. To her surprise, they agreed and left her behind.
With a fluttering stomach and shaky hands she walked around the house, locking the doors and closing all curtains. She took particular care with the living room, making certain there were no gaps or openings in the massive drapes.
Once she felt secure, Nikki stood in the middle of the room and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Moving her arms slightly, she felt the blouse slide across her shoulders, down her back, and fall to the floor. Her skirt was next, quickly unzipped and discarded. Her bra and panties followed, leaving her clad only in a necklace, a few bracelets, and a pair of high-heel pumps.
She was delighted at her daring. A friend had planted the seed of her exhibitionism over a year earlier. She’d confided to Nikki that she sometimes walked stark naked thru the house while her family was asleep. The thrill of nudity, the girl had said, was heightened by the fear of being caught in the act.
Nikki wasn’t so sure about risking the embarrassment of discovery, but the idea of brazenly strutting around the house became strangely appealing. She decided to try it but had only gotten down to her underwear before she chickened out. Now, having been forced to wait so long for a second chance, she wasted little time disrobing.
At the age of thirteen, she was well on her way into womanhood. Her legs were short yet shapely, her hips round and full. Her butt, according to the guys at school, was a real killer; not too big, not too small, just right. Her waist was slender and her still-developing breasts were small and pointed.
Lush, red lips, thick and pouty, and a small, pert nose, were set beneath mischievous, light-blue eyes. Curly blond hair, pulled off to the side in a pony tail, topped her face. Her hands were slim and delicate. Her toes and fingernails were painted the same shade as her lipstick: Atomic Red #7.
With a saucy smile and a flip of the pony tail, Nikki began to stroll around the house. She walked down the hall and into her parents bedroom. She posed in front of their mirror, opened and closed the closet doors, then laid across their bed. The satin spread felt cool against her bare skin and she jumped back up. Her stomach fluttered anew and her nipples tingled.
Across the hall was the room her brothers shared. She walked around their scattered juvenile toys and kicked enough away to clear a bare spot to sit down. She looked at the poster-covered walls, then down at her exposed body. The sudden contrast made her even more excited.
She ignored the bathroom and her own bedroom, having spent plenty of time undressed there already, and headed for the kitchen. She rubbed and bumped against the tile counters, then leaned against the refrigerator for a few moments. It was strange to feel her butt touching the cool metal without at least one layer of cloth in-between. She sat down at the dinner table, taking her dad’s chair, and imagined eating dinner without any clothes. Laughing at the image, she stood up.
In a sudden burst of courage, Nikki opened the back door and actually took a few steps outside. The yard was completely enclosed by a high, sturdy fence and it was a moonless night, but she was only brave enough to stand at the edge of the porch for a few seconds before running back inside and locking the door.
She strode into the front living room like an Olympic champion. With every lamp lit, she paraded around the room that was normally reserved for company. She sat on the couch and in the chairs in a most unladylike manner, wiggling and sliding atop the forbidden furniture and giggling at her naughty behavior.
She stood behind the massive front door and peered thru the peephole. To her disappointment, nobody was on the other side, so only in her imagination dozens of men walked back and forth in front of the house while she frolicked about safe and unseen.
The final room she visited was the den. Nikki had saved it for last because that was where her family spent most of their time together. The furniture wasn’t as nice as the living room but far more comfortable. Stepping thru the doorway, she felt her scalp tingle as hairs stood up on the back of her neck. She’d spent countless hours in the room, but never without the confines of clothing. Being there naked was almost like seeing the room for the first time.
After doing a slow, nasty swagger around the perimeter, she laid down on the couch in the spot usually reserved for her dad. She propped her legs up like he did and toyed with the remote control for the TV but she didn’t want to watch anything. She had other things in mind.
Nikki scooted around on the couch until she was stretched out flat on her back. The embers of warmth she’d felt in the other rooms had been fanned into hot flames of excitement inside the den. She hugged herself and rocked back and forth on the couch, rubbing her legs against each other. Her fingers teased her nipples into even-firmer states. She closed her eyes and began to think about a few of the cute guys she went to school with. She imagined them being there with her, helping her try all sorts of forbidden things without forcing her to go too far. To her, safe sex meant playing touchy-feely without fear of being date-raped.
As she took her fantasy further and further, her hands started creeping downward, sliding ever so slowly across her ribs and stomach, stopping only when her fingertips encountered the first wisps of curly pubic hair. While her mind was busy imagining the face of the boy, her hands acted out his movements.
Her left hand rubbed small circles around her navel as the other one explored a mound of soft, curly hair.
Within minutes, her soft, sensual fantasy had turned into outright masturbation. Her legs were open wide, one foot on the couch, the other supported by the coffee table, while her fingers caressed the slippery flesh that awaited. She bit her lower lip as she slowly, teasingly let her middle finger slip within her overheated depths. Her toes curled and she felt her stomach muscles tense up. Her palm cupped her pubis, rubbing back and forth, and her finger pushed even deeper
She rolled her head from side to side as the pleasure built to intolerable levels. Her torso twisted and shook beneath the touch of her wet, slick fingers. With much moaning and writhing about, she worked herself into a sweaty, drawn-out orgasm that shook her like never before. Her legs trembled wildly, making the table rattle, and her toes curled tightly during the intense spasms. The sensation was overpowering and left her feeling drained. Her arms and legs were weak and her head lolled against the back cushions.
Her rapid pulse and heavy breathing gradually slowed as her body eased into a relaxed and highly-satisfied state. She was so busy savoring the warm afterglow that her body followed the typical post-orgasm habit she’d established. Every time she’d masturbated before, it had been after she’d gone to bed at the end of the day. Once she reached her climax, she always rolled over and went to sleep.
Now, on the couch, she never realized she was falling asleep: it just happened. Her eyes remained closed, her breathing slowed, and her heartbeat calmed as her body relaxed. In mere minutes she was sound asleep, head lolling back and legs still open wide. With everyone gone for the next few hours, taking a nude nap in the den wouldn’t have been so bad, but Nikki had forgotten that one member of the family was still at home.
Rex was a large dog, part Rotweiller, part Doberman Pinscher, with a slim, pointed head and a wide, husky chest. At the age of three years he weighed 150 pounds, all of it muscle, and was an extremely faithful and loyal pet that protected his family and terrified all strangers. He looked fiercer than a pit-bull but was as gentle as a cat until aroused.
With a small door of his own, he had access to the entire house but spent most of the time snoozing in his doghouse outside. Nikki’s passionate cries never reached his ears, which was fortunate. It might have woke him up and, from the sound of her voice, he might have thought she was in pain or trouble, making him move from his comfortable bed.
But, a few minutes later, a passing car backfired. To Nikki, the noise was barely audible, but it woke the dog from his doze. Rex yawned, stretched, then stood and padded into the house to see what the people were up to.
He wandered around until he spotted his young mistress asleep in the den. Knowing that she’d always given him better attention than anyone else, he headed toward her in hopes of getting his ears scratched. But as he neared her, a new scent reached his keen nose. He stopped and sniffed in curiosity, trying to track it’s origin, then moved closer.
He ended up with his nose scant inches from her still-wet pubis. He’d never smelled such a scent before, yet it somehow seemed familiar in a way that aroused his interest. He moved even closer, then dropped his jaw and took a tentative lick across her muff. Deep in slumber, Nikki gave no outward reaction to the touch of his tongue but her subconscious was unexpectedly jangled. Then again. And again.
Some long-buried instinct made Rex seek out the source of the aroma, so he kept licking and moved into a steady rhythm. His tongue would flick out, hitting the spot where she rested on the couch, then was dragged up and over the length of her lips, only to be pulled back into his mouth to finish the sequence.
After a few moments of unconscious enjoyment, Nikki finally began to respond to his efforts. She twisted her hips slightly and tried to open her legs further, but didn’t do much else. The minor movements, however, aided Rex somewhat by giving him better access to her slippery essence.
His tongue was wide enough to cover her entire entry in one swipe, and due to his canine anatomy, it had a small ridge that ran down the center. As he licked, the ridge slid right between her labia and aroused her even further.
Nikki rocked her hips against his tongue, trying to increase her enjoyment by reflex. Having already been stimulated once that night, her glands began producing more lubricant on demand. It quickly turned into an accelerated loop: the wetter she became, the more he licked, so she rocked more and became even more wet.
After nearly five minutes of canine cunnilingus, Nikki finally woke up from the overly-pleasurable sensation. Even then, it took several seconds before she actually realized the source of her pleasure.
Shocked and horrified, she batted his nose away and jumped up. She started to run out of the room but something made her stop at the doorway. For a moment, she wondered if it had really happened or if it was just part of a strange dream, but her stomach was tight and tingling and her nipples ached. If she had any doubts, they were banished when she realized how slippery her thighs had become.
She stood unmoving, looking at Rex. What if someone had seen him doing it? It had been embarrassing enough for her to discover, but what if her parents had come home while it was happening? She looked at the clock and was relieved to see how early it still was.
Rex, for his part, merely sat and wagged his tail. Occasionally, he’d run his tongue out and lick his nose and the sight of it made Nikki shiver. After a few moments of non-movement by his mistress, he stood up and began to walk toward her.
She stood her place, transfixed by the sight of him approaching, but when he was less than a foot away, he stopped and licked his nose again and it shook her into movement. She slowly backed away from him, knowing exactly what he wanted to do.
She’d heard about being “eaten”. All of her friends said it was too gross to consider but Nikki was different. Although she agreed outwardly with them, inside she wondered what it would be like. Obviously, some women enjoyed having it done, so it couldn’t be too bad, but the thought of letting the dog do it to her was disgusting.
At the same time, despite the guilt and shame, she had to admit to herself that what he’d done had felt extremely good. She knew it was wrong, very wrong, but she was so worked up and disoriented that her judgment was shaken. Still undecided, she continued to back away. Rex followed, step by step, occasionally licking his nose with his wet, floppy tongue.
She vainly tried to shield herself, with her right arm covering her breasts and her left hand over her pubis, but it only excited her further. With each step her nipples rubbed against her arm and her hand tickled her thighs. Unconsciously, she bent her middle finger inward, between her thighs, while she walked and it aroused her even more.
At the entrance to her room she paused and eyed Rex as he stopped mere inches from her. Her arms dropped to steady herself against the door frame. Neither one moved for a few seconds until Rex suddenly moved his head and buried his nose directly into her muff. As he did so, his tongue rolled out and the tip of it, guided by her quivering thighs, slid right against her hooded clit.
Her knees went weak and she bit her lip as his hot breath rushed past his prodding tongue and against her cool skin. The sensation was beyond description, almost like a rush of raw energy tearing thru her body. Despite the intensity, she pushed his nose away and backed into her shadowy bedroom.
Unlike the rest of the house, she’d left her room dark, intending it to be a cozy, dim retreat after her daring romp. Now it seemed more like a trap. As she backed up, the dirty clothes that lay scattered on the floor nearly tripped her twice, then she bumped into a chair. Two steps later, her calves bumped against the edge of her bed and she fell back atop the mattress.
As she struggled up to a sitting position, she saw Rex silhouette in the doorway doing what she’d dreaded; he was following her inside. Guided by a scent that had grown ever stronger, he slowly padded toward her, a dark, blurred shadow that no longer moved away.
His hot breath hit her knees and her stomach twisted anew. She pushed his nose away several times as he tried to reach the source of his curiosity, but only when his tongue slid across soft, upper portion of her thighs did she finally relent. She swallowed hard and breathed deeply, then placed her hands flat on the bed and let him push closer.
With her thighs locked together, there wasn’t much his tongue could reach, but his nostrils, by sheer chance, sent warm gusts of air to just the right place. She took several quick breaths, then closed her eyes. As she did so, her legs slowly opened until they were several inches apart.
Rex pressed closer, his chest firmly planted against her knees, his neck outstretched with his head resting atop her thighs. With the new admission he’d gained, his wet, slippery tongue easily dropped down and found her equally wet and slippery entry.
She shivered at the touch and tried to push him away, but her effort was weak and ineffectual. His tongue pushed further between her shaking legs, making her grow damper by the moment. Nikki tried to imagine that Rex was actually one of the cute guys from school, someone like Eric or Bobby instead of the family pet and protector. That was all the trigger she needed.
Emitting a low moan of passion and defeat, she opened her legs even wider, then leaned back, propping herself up on elbows. With such direct access, he went to work in a canine fervor. As licked in a slow, steady rhythm, his head rocked back and forth, enhancing the movements, and she trembled at a reaction more extreme than she’d ever imagined.
She moaned again and lay flat on her back. She pushed her legs as far apart as she could and rocked herself against his hot muzzle. Her hands rubbed lightly up and down her stomach, then slid upward to fondle her small, pert breasts. To her amazement, her nipples were tighter than she could ever remember, but it didn’t stop her from squeezing and twisting them anew. Her face grew flushed and her breathing quickened. She moaned several more times and flexed her hips to meet his rhythm.
But Rex wasn’t in the optimum position, and despite his steady pace and long licks, he kept missing the most important spot of all. The sensation was great, amazing, fantastic, yet Nikki knew it could be better. Abruptly, she sat up and pushed his nose away. On shaking legs, she stood up, turned around and knelt beside bed, then lay across the mattress. As a result, her upper body was supported by the bed while her hips and legs hung over the edge, putting her entire sex on display.
He eagerly returned to his place, lapping at her flowing wetness with increasing gusto. His breath was hot against her butt and the backs of her thighs. She wiggled and rocked back and forth as his tongue covered her muff like soft sandpaper, just rough enough to send her nerve endings into turbo mode without causing any pain.
Nikki loved the new position. His tongue covered more area than before, making her shiver with delight, but it still wasn’t right. He was still missing her clit. She knew she could take care of it herself, having had plenty of practice, but she wanted him to do the work and let herself merely enjoy it.
Again she shoved him away, but this time it took more force and determination on her part. Neither one wanted to stop. Rex tried to push back in but she batted him away and stood up.
Her eyes had adjusted to the darkness and she could see her dirty clothes scattered across the floor. As she diverted his questing nose with her hands, she began kicking her clothes into a small pile. When she’d gathered enough, she knelt down and straddled the lumpy padding with her stomach on the highest point and her knees and forearms resting on the floor. Her butt was raised up high while her head was tilted down and her chin grazed the carpet. Her legs were spread wide, with her labia open, ready, and inviting.
Rex quickly returned to his chosen place and soon had his mistress moaning louder than before as she approached utter ecstasy. With the new position, he had greater access than before and the ridge along the center of his tongue made direct, intimate, and highly frequent contact with her tiny clit.
Her legs shook and spasmed. Her hands clawed at the shag carpeting. Her eyes shut tight and her teeth ground together as waves of pleasure swept thru her captivated body. It was more erotic and exciting than she hoped for.
But Nikki wasn’t the only one who’d become aroused. If the room had been lit she might have noticed that his hips were moving like hers and she might have seen Rex’s long red hard-on dangling beneath his stomach, but room was dark and all she saw was the inside of her eyelids. All she cared about was the utterly fantastic orgasm that rapidly approached.
Just as she began to tense up in anticipation, Rex abruptly stopped.
She was about to push up off the floor and look around but he moved first. With a easy flex of his well-muscled hindquarters, he propelled his fur-clad body on top of her back. As he landed, his front legs locked around her waist, gripping her tightly by sheer instinct. His warm, slender stalk landed squarely against her squirming butt.
Nikki squealed in surprise. She tried to struggle but was weak and dazed from her near-climax and couldn’t react quickly enough. She tried to raise herself from the floor but Rex was heavier and kept shifting his weight around. The pile of laundry prevented her from slipping out underneath him, effectively pinning her in place.
While she’d been on the bed, it was only a game to Rex, but while she was in her current position, it became the age-old mating ritual which completely took over his tiny animal mind. Her frantic movements only served to excite him even more because it was the proper reaction of a female in heat.
He flexed his hips a few more times, making her struggle anew as his stalk rubbed along her wiggling butt, then he seemed to realize that his position was too high. His rear knees bent and he began to shift backwards. As he did so, his shaft dropped downward and slid to a stop directly against her wet, sticky entry.
Nikki squealed again when his warm tip made contact with her most sensitive spot. She sought to close her legs but his massive rear paws were planted firmly against her thighs and kept her from moving. She tried rocking back and forth, hoping to dislodge him, but the movement only helped him achieve his goal. His slim, pointed stalk easily made the initial penetration within her slippery flesh.
She felt him moving deeper inside of her but there was nothing she could do to stop him. What started out as the perfect, safe experience was turning into a horrible nightmare. What had she done wrong? She cried out at the violation but within moments she was completely pierced in true doggie style!
He pulled backwards until he nearly slipped out, then began thrusting back and forth, sliding deeper and deeper within her, moving ever faster. His back was arched, placing his head right behind hers and his breath was hot against her neck and earlobes, making them tingle. She still tried to escape but her efforts grew less forceful and she was reduced to mere whimpering.
But there were a few more surprise yet to come. Rex’s stiff shaft began to swell and thicken, a typical canine trait that usually locks the mating dogs together. Instead of being entrapped, Nikki stretched to fit his swollen tool, and despite her disgust and fear, she felt a wonderful sensation building inside.
The erotic friction of his rhythmic thrusts soon brought her to the climactic brink she’d wanted all along. Her orgasm was long, powerful, and quite unlike any of the others that she’d managed by herself. She cried out loud, a drawn-out moan of enjoyment mixed with frustration, her eyes still tightly shut, her hands clenching and unclenching. Her toes curled.
As she collapsed, spent and overcome, breathing heavily, muscles still twitching, Rex presented her with one last surprise. With a final drive of his hips, he plunged in to the hilt and let loose with a stream of his hot, gooey spunk. Having never experienced it before, Nikki had no idea what the sensation meant. Having never mated, Rex had no idea what it meant either. But he somehow knew that he’d finished, so he withdrew, leaving her unexpectedly empty, and wiggled off her back. He sniffed at her loins once or twice, then turned and leisurely trotted out of the room.
Suddenly all-too conscious of the enormity of what she’d just done, Nikki jumped up and ran across the hall and into the bathroom. After setting the water mere degrees below scalding, she took a long, steamy shower and washed herself over and over. She stopped only when the hot water ran out.
By the time her parents returned, everything was normal. The lights were turned back on and she was dressed just like when they’d left. The TV was tuned to MTV with the volume up loud. Rex lay at the feet of his mistress.
Her mother smiled at the familiar sight. “Well, honey, I hope you weren’t too bored staying all by yourself.”
Nikki smiled. “Not really. Rex and I had a lot of fun.”
Rex merely wagged his tail

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