Before going in, the man checked the backyard and whispered to Roscoe. Nothing. The doghouse was empty and Roscoe’s leash was sitting in the grass. Perfect.
Jacob smiled.
The man rounded the house, checking the windows.
The house was mostly darkened and he couldn’t see anything but he thought he heard the unmistakable sounds of his baby-girl’s arousing squeals but he couldn’t be completely sure.
Jacob stopped and listened. He heard the wind rustling through the trees and bushes but nothing else.
The sounds from before must’ve been in his imagination, just wishful thinking. His hot daughter was probably asleep and Roscoe probably was too. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting to find but he knew what he wanted to find – his bonerrifc daughter getting railed by his dog.
His dog. Roscoe wasn’t going to be the family dog – not really. Sure, Cindy was going to learn to feed him but he wasn’t going to take directions from her. Roscoe was going to be his dog and Cindy was going to learn to please the brute whenever his doggy brain desired. Roscoe would take orders from the man of the house, Jacob. And soon enough, his hot baby-girl would serve two masters – himself and his dog.
Just as Cindy’s father decided it was time to go in something stopped him.
Yes!
There it was. A girly squeal, emanating somewhere in the house. Not one of pain. No, she wasn’t crying out for help.
Cindy was in pleasure. And Jacob knew his daughter almost never masturbated – not unless he asked her to. She always preferred the real thing.
Excitedly, the man started peeking in windows, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever was going on inside.
Peering into the dimmed living room he saw something – a brief flicker of flesh.
He rose up higher to get a better look.
There – a heel, one if Cindy’s stripper heels, he could just barely see it from behind the couch. Another one came around it, as the girl’s legs were locking in place.
Rising up as high as he could, the man could see his daughter’s perfect, naked calves.
Her legs were obviously rocking back and forth. She must on her back on the floor, the man thought. But there was no sign of anything else, or why the girl was on the floor.
What the hell was Cindy doing.
More squeals.
Cindy wasn’t engaged in something idle that was for sure.
Then he heard a howl. That was a great sign, the man thought.
Then something else unmistakable. A tail. Roscoe’s big tail standing straight up, just beyond Cindy’s locked heels, just where a man’s ass could be if he was riding the girl missionary-style.
Jacob couldn’t be certain but he was pretty sure Cindy had goaded the dog into face-to-face fucking. This was perfect! A new trick!
The rocking stopped. Roscoe’s tail lowered.
“What’s going on?” the man wondered.
“Were they done? Was the dog knotting his bitch” – Jacob’s own teen daughter. He had to find out.
“Baby, I’m hoOOme,” Cindy’s father announced as he walked in.
Jacob made his way to the living room as if he had seen nothing and expected nothing.
A girly “hang on a second, daddy,” emanated from the interior of the house.
The man entered the living room, taking in the details. In the corner, Roscoe was cleaning himself. A mini-skirt lay on the floor. A bra was there to, it looked torn. Sings of something gone amiss.
Cindy was clearly flushed and disheveled, her hair matted and the roots dark with sweat, like she had just got done running a marathon. But who runs a marathon in high-heels and panties?
“Hey baby, did you miss me?” Jacob asked his daughter.
“Um, hi, daddy! I didn’t expect you! I almost thought you were gonna be gone all night!” Cindy said, trying to hide her current embarrassment.
“Oh, baby, you know I wouldn’t leave you all alone for too long…. hey. What’s going on? Where are your clothes?” The man asked, slyly.
“Um, so….” Cindy stammered, trying to come up with some plausible explanation that didn’t involve what had really happened.
Jacob studied her more closely. New welts on her creamy skin. Drying slobber on her body, on her face, her torso and huge, perky tits. He also noticed some hair – short gray and brown hair, plastered to her sun-kissed skin.
“Oh, I know what was going on. You and Roscoe were playing! Cindy and Rozzy were getting to know each other!”
Cindy just shot the dog a mean glance as he excitedly went over to her father who offered the animal a treat.
“Um, yeah. Right, daddy!”
“I’m so glad you two are getting to know each other. One big, happy family!”
Gazing on his hot daughter, her exposed tits, her beautiful face, Jacob started getting horny.
He needed some relief.
“Well, baby, you look amazing, maybe we can have some fun, whattdya say?” He said, moving towards his daughter.
Just about as he leaned in for a kiss, he stopped. There was not telling where that mouth had been. He leaned into her as she ran her hands over his muscular body. He caressed her jutting tits. The man wanted to take one of his daughter’s cute, pencil-eraser nipples in his mouth and suck on it like a piece of candy before he stopped himself again – doggy hair and drying slobber was smeared across Cindy’s perfect skin.
Jacob wanted to fuck Cindy – bend her over and savagely fuck her from behind but didn’t really want a dog’s sloppy-seconds. He was surprisingly fine with the situation, though. This is, in the end, what he planned and wanted.
“Hey babygirl. Why don’t you give daddy one of your world-class blowies, huh? Look at what I have for you,” the man whispered, grasping his boner.
Cindy was actually happy with this. She loved worshiping her father’s cock and didn’t really want him to find out what she’d been doing – even though she was pretty sure he could figure it out.
Sitting back on the couch, Jacob’s mind filled with pleasure as his hot teenage daughter sputtered and gagged on his aching boner. She really could give a blowjob, he though. Her plump lips and welcoming mouth seemed engineered for sucking cock. And she knew exactly when to deep-throat. Jacob beamed in pride as his mind became fogged in lust. His thoughts drifted to what might have happened earlier.
He imagined a seduction scene between his horny daughter and his equally horny dog. He imagined she stripped for the animal and encouraged then tried to entice him with a blowjob, maybe. Or maybe she let him lick her pussy before encouraging the animal to mount from the front. He thought maybe it was probably awkward at first but once the two were in position, nature took its course.
Just as Jacob was entering new states of pleasure, brought on by the enthusiastic blowjob and his vivid fantasy, Roscoe arose from his snack and cleaning himself and moved towards Cindy and her father.
“Slow down, baby. Look who it is! Rozzy wants to join in!”
Cindy reluctantly slowed and let out a frustrated moan. She didn’t like where this was going.
The animal got up on the couch to adore his master for a moment, who showered the animal with praise and pats, before turning its attention to the cock-sucking girl.
Clearly, the dog was learning, Cindy was fair game for both himself and his master.
Cindy just winced a little as Roscoe bumped his furry body into hers and moved his cold snout across her naked flesh, sniffing and investigating. The girl chose to ignore the little licks the dog gave as he sniffed her skin. To take her mind off the dog, she went back to her blowjob with renewed vigor.
“Baby, I need you to slow down. Let’s see what Roscoe, here, has in mind,” Cindy’s father said, keeping a hand locked in her matted, perfect blonde mane.
Cindy winced in annoyance. Everything was about Roscoe, now.
The girl could feel the dog, now, rooting around at her backside, sniffing her thighs, bumping against her crotch.
Cindy just wished the animal would go away.
That thought was clearly dashed as she felt her father pat her back.
“Up here, boy. Good boy,” she could hear her father encourage the dog. “Would you look at that, how adorable, Rozzy here just wants to say thank you for pleasing me so well, babydoll!”
Cindy felt the animal’s jump up on her, his paws landing right on her back. She heard lips smacking, too. Had her dad just given the dumb dog a treat?
“Thatta girl, just like that. Look at this, Rozzy wants to join us so we can have a threesome, didn’t you always want to have a threesome?”
Cindy had told her dad she fantasized about threesomes but not with a dog! Hell, she even agreed to maybe have a threesome with a girl, sometime.
Well, Cindy, thought, just because the animal was in position didn’t mean he wanted to fuck. He was just a dog and had had plenty of relief over the last couple of days.
To the girl’s disappointment, however, she felt Roscoe’s hard, slippery boner poking at the back of her thighs as the animal struggled to get the right purchase on his bitch.
Unlike the night before, it didn’t take him much time at all.
His big head was right next to hers, she could feel his hot breath on her cheek and his forelegs wrap around her torso, the fur of the dog’s forelegs tickling her tits.
God, Cindy thought, how can a dog be so horny? Hadn’t the dumb animal had enough?
What Cindy hadn’t considered, though, was sex was new to the dog – he hadn’t experienced it before, at least not before her.
Roscoe let out a loud, high-pitched bark of frustration as he rocked his body back and forth on top of the girl.
“Babydoll, I think you need to help him out a little. Don’t worry, he just wants to say thank you for making me feel so good,” Cindy’s father said, breathlessly, straining not to cum just yet.
Cindy just muffled her consent. Fine, she figured. If her dad really wanted Roscoe around she’d comply for just a little bit longer, so she reached back to pull her lacy, panties down to her knees and spread her thighs.
Roscoe kept humping until the tip was mashing against Cindy’s twat. She quickly reached back to guide the confused animal, once again, inside her.
Cindy’s father slowed down the blowjob once again as Roscoe began energetically humping his daughter.
“Mmm, baby, you’re too good, stop for a minute,” he instructed.
Cindy just complied as pleasure began to mount, her father nursing a spit-soaked boner as he took in the seen of a big hairy dog riding his hot teen daughter.
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