Dog days of summer Ch. 2 by jayiscool

by Ken L. MasterChapter 2: Let Sleeping Blondes Lie

Billy was half-nuts with frustration by the time he
finished his chores the next day; he hated weeding the
goddamn flower beds in the first place, let alone now,
with hot blonde pussy waiting to be spied on. The horny
freshman had been awake half the night, reliving his
first experiences inside the big Shepherd’s brain and
fantasizing about what else he might be able to get
away with while living in Rex’s head. He felt a
perverse thrill knowing the women wouldn’t have a clue
that he could see their every move through the big
dog’s eyes, that he was watching everything when they
thought they had complete privacy.

Angela Phillips was gone to her job at the bank by the
time Billy got up for breakfast, and he’d barely gotten
started on the fucking flowers when Amber and her big
sister got into Jade’s car and pulled out. He was in
one foul mood by the time he finished with the frigging
plants, and got his ass reamed when he snapped at his
mother for offering him some lunch. He apologized, ate
grilled cheese feeling ready to scream, and escaped up
to his room after doing the dishes to butter Mom up.

Billy hooked into the Shepherd and spent the afternoon
with Rex, exploring the Phillips house, learning what
he could do to direct the animal’s attention, adjusting
to the Shepherd’s heightened senses, getting to feel
more comfortable in the dog’s body. He found that he
could ‘ride’ inside Rex’s head when the Shepherd was
walking or running, instead of getting caught up in
trying to feel the motion of the dog’s legs. It was
incredibly hard to learn motor control in the
Shepherd’s body, and he spent hours with Rex stumbling,
floundering, falling over and crawling around as Billy
slowly learned to walk the dog.

He bit his tongue repeatedly figuring out how to get
enough of a bite on doorknobs to be able to open doors;
the excited teenager was determined to have the big dog
able to get to the women at any time, anywhere in the
house. Ultimately, Billy was able to get Rex into all
the bedrooms and even managed to have the big dog pull
open dresser drawers. He spent a happy hour nosing
through all the underwear, relished the scent of sweet
pussy still clinging to panties in the laundry basket,
and was stunned and overjoyed when Rex’s keen nose
turned up the big vibrator hidden at the back of Angela
Phillips’ underwear drawer.

Now he could understand why the lovely young widow
hadn’t gotten involved with a man since Ben Phillips
died; he wondered if Rex might get lucky enough to
watch the hot MILF doing herself with her battery dick.
Angela was 38 but looked to be in her late 20’s and
strangers often thought she was Jade’s older sister
instead of her mother. The elated freshman carefully
shoved all the drawers closed, made sure he left no
doggie traces in any of the women’s bedrooms, then
unplugged from the Shepherd’s head and went downstairs
for dinner with his folks.

Billy was looking forward to some private time with
Amber as he played around on his computer after dinner.
He knew tonight was an evening shift for Amber at the
restaurant, and Angela Phillips had a regular card-club
with women from the bank every week. Billy was on edge
with anxious anticipation as he settled back in his
computer chair and prepared to plug into the big
Shepherd again. Maybe he’d find Amber lounging around
the pool, or catch that sweet body running around in
her underwear, or even taking a shower.

Rex was sprawled out on the kitchen floor when Billy
slipped into his head, and the eager freshman urged the
big dog to his feet and went searching for his girl.
Amber was nowhere to be found downstairs, and could
hear the television in her room upstairs. He trotted
quickly up the steps, being careful not to make Rex
stumble as the big dog made his way upstairs and down
the hall to Amber’s room. Billy was glad to find the
blonde’s bedroom door open; he didn’t want any of the
Phillips women to realize the Shepherd could open doors
now.

Amber was sprawled out in the basket chair in front of
the TV as he walked in, stripped down to just panties,
her full tits looking totally delicious. The girl’s
nipples were standing out in stiff peaks on her taut
breasts, and Rex did a double-take when Billy took a
glance at the television screen and realized the lovely
teen was watching a porno movie.

Amazed at his good luck, Billy immediately picked a
spot where he could see Amber and the TV at the same
time, and laid down quietly, watching the blonde
attentively. When he took a second look at the
television, he was even more astonished to discover
that the gorgeous teenager was watching a lesbian
flick. Amber was breathing hard as she stared at the
screen and totally ignored the big Shepherd while she
watched the women working each other. She’d gotten her
first look at a lesbian video when she was fifteen, and
was shocked to discover that watching women pleasuring
each other turned her on.

While she didn’t want to admit that she might be a
little gay, the blonde was fascinated by images of
women loving women, especially if there was an element
of seduction or domination. Amber kept her collection
of dyke movies carefully hidden, knowing her mother
would freak out completely if she found out her
daughter was turned on by chicks doing each other. This
one was her most favorite, about a runaway girl who got
picked up and then turned out by a brunette and a
redhead couple; on the screen, Sally and Denise had
already taken the girl to their house in the country
and begun their domination lessons.

The full-length mirror showed Linda’s cheeks were red
with embarrassment and shame, but her reflection’s
nipples were standing out stiffly. Amber noticed that
Rex was staring at the screen, almost as if the big dog
was watching with her, but she got distracted when
Denise and Sally were back in the picture, with a
handful of lacy lingerie. “Easy, good girl, take it
easy,” the brunette said soothingly, “Denise and Sally
are going to dress you all pretty now, good girl, just
be easy.”

“Look what I have for you, angel,” Sally said, holding
out a pair of long silk stockings, “these lovely hose
will help you look pretty for us.” She knelt quickly
beside the teenager and commanded, “Lift your foot,
good girl, so I can put them on you. Lift your foot,
good girl.”

The stockings were thigh-high and ultra-sheer white,
with a scatter of rhinestones up the ankle and onto the
calf, and Sally told Denise that they’d set off
beautifully against Linda’s tan. They looked silky
smooth gliding up the girl’s legs, and it gave Amber
shivers just to watch in the mirror as the redhead slid
them slowly up Linda’s thighs. “And now this,
sweetheart,” Sally whispered, picking up a ruffled
garter belt and reaching around the blonde’s hips.

Billy thought it looked screamingly erotic as the
redhead circled it around Linda’s waist, all green lace
and white elastic, with near-transparent ruffles of
pale emerald silk running down the sides of each garter
strap. The blonde shivered as Sally fastened the
waistband hooks and attached the straps to the sheer
silk hosiery, murmuring approvingly as she noticed how
the delicate green lace framed and accentuated the
teenager’s bronze pubic ringlets. The ruffled garter
straps were luxurious and decadent stretching down over
Linda’s ass and hips, with Denise’s constantly
caressing fingers lightly fondling the teenager
whenever she moved.

“Now see this, angel,” the brunette crooned, holding a
length of sheer fabric up toward the mirror, “another
pretty thing for our good girl.” She stepped close
behind the blonde, stroked the soft lace slowly over
Linda’s firm smooth ass and added, “Let me put this on
you, lover, hold your arms back here for me. Such a
pretty girl you are, what a good, good girl.”

Denise had brought her a sheer silk and lace baby-doll
nightie, creamy kelly-green with lacework so gossamer
it was like putting cobwebs over her tits and ass. The
dark-haired woman held the hip-length gown as the
teenager slipped her arms in; then Denise gently slid
her hands around from Linda’s back, fondling the
blonde’s full breasts with both hands as she adjusted
the open front of the nightie.

Billy couldn’t decide which was more exciting, seeing
the girl being felt up on the screen or seeing Amber
getting hotter as she watched a girl who looked about
her age being fondled by the two dykes. Linda’s nipples
stood out stiffly as the brunette smoothed the perfumed
lingerie over her jugs, and Denise was breathing hard
as she tugged the ruffled hem down to the garter belt.
Linda reached up to tie the string bows that held the
nightie closed, and Sally instantly reached to hold her
hands down at her hips.

“N,o no, good girl, be still,” the redhead ordered
firmly, “leave it open for us, hear me? If we want it
tied, we’ll tell you can tie it. Now be still, good
girl.”

“What a pretty girl you are, angel,” Denise crooned,
running her hands over the blonde’s round breasts and
down onto her hips. The dark-haired woman caressed the
teenager’s taut ass with both hands and whispered,
“You’re a very good girl, Linda, you’ve been such a
good girl. You look beautiful, sweetheart; there’re
only a couple more things and then you’ll be all
ready.”

Satisfied with the teenager’s exotic costume, the
brunette led the silk-clad blonde closer to the long
mirror and removed another item from the armoire. She
brought the consummate touch from the bottom shelf,
pearly patent-leather mules with wide ankle straps and
spike heels so high Billy thought the girl would barely
be able walk in them. He wondered what she was getting
all ready for, and he was relieved at the break in his
racing thoughts when the girl on the screen got more
instructions.