The second long hot shower of the day reinvigorated me and I was again feeling pretty good about myself now that my sexual needs had been fulfilled. Still naked, I went to the back door and looked out in the yard for my dog. Bone was lying in the shade under the tree by the garage having his usual afternoon nap. He looked content and I decided to just let him be.
Suddenly the front door opened and I heard my sister yell my name. Holy shit, she always did that! She never knocked, she just opened the door and yelled for me. I think she was always trying to catch me doing somebody or something that she could hold against me. Don’t get me wrong, I love her to death, but that always made me mad.
“Jennifer, are you home?” she yelled, “Is anyone here?”
There I was standing in the kitchen naked and my sister was tracking me down. There was nothing I could do but answer her. “I’m in the kitchen Kris,” I answered as I waited for her to find me.
She froze in her tracks when she entered and saw me standing there naked as the day I was born.
“Oh my god, you’re naked!” she blurted out, “What the hell are you doing naked?”
“Well, I just got out of the shower and I was just checking to see if Bone wanted in and low and behold, my nosey sister just bursts in the front door without knocking and what the fuck am I supposed to do?” I bitched at her, “Besides, you have probably seen a nude woman before.”
“Shit sis, I’m really sorry. I guess I should really knock before I come in. It’s a bad habit I have and I’m sorry,” Kris apologized, “But damn, you look pretty good for an old lady!”
“Be nice with that old shit,” I warned her, “I’m only two years older than you lady.”
Kris just laughed and she moved closer and gave me a big hug and kissed me on the cheek. I was surprised she came that close to me while I was naked. She squeezed me pretty tight and I could feel my tits pressing against hers as we hugged.
Kris is a very attractive woman and is always in fantastic shape and usually dressed in something that shows off her ample physical attributes. She is the same height as me, 5’ 5” and her figure is a little tighter than mine. I measure out at 35C-26-38 and Kris comes in at 32C-22-34. I was blessed with our mother’s red hair and Kris is blond like dad. Other than that, you can pretty much tell we are sisters.
As she stepped back, I could see her nipples had got hard and were poking at the thin blouse she had on. As always, Kris was in a pair of designer jeans that appeared to be sprayed on and wearing 4” high heels that really accented her muscular legs. Of course, her hair was perfect and she smelled absolutely fantastic. Shit, she made me jealous!
That was when I noticed that she was looking at my tits and then down at my shaved pussy. When she knew I had caught her checking me out, she turned red and said, “Shit, you really do look hot, if I wasn’t married, I would probably jump all over you!”
“I never knew that to stop you before,” I taunted her, “Don’t let a little thing like that stop you.”
She just turned away and sat down at the kitchen table and started talking like usual. I sat across from her and we chatted about everything that had happened since we last spoke. After a few minutes, we hear Bone at the door and I got up and went to let him in. When I opened the door, he immediately went for Kris. They loved each other and he always was happy to see her. They exchanged greetings and he managed to lick her cheek and that got her laughing. “He always does that to me,” she complained, “And I fall for it every time.” She wiped her cheek with her hand and we both laughed.
That was when Bone came to me and stuck his tongue right in my crotch. I panicked and grabbed his head and scolded him so as not to let my sister know that it wasn’t the first time he had been there. Bone just looked up at me and I swear that I could see the wonder in his face.
“He can probably smell that shaved pussy and it just makes him horny. Fuck, he’s no different than any other male.” Kris laughed, “you flaunt it in front of him and that’s what will happen. I read an article online the other day about women who have dogs for lovers. It was pretty strange and it told about how for centuries women have had sex with dogs and even horses. It was some pretty weird shit, but I suppose it could be worse. They said that your dog is safer sex than some guy you load up in a bar. You know where your dog has been and not where some stranger has been or slept with. I guess it makes sense in some sick perverted way. Plus, there is no worry about getting pregnant as the DNA is different and it can’t happen.”
“Wow, I can’t believe you read something like that. Were you interested in that kind of sex, or what was the deal? Do you think you would ever do something like that?” I quizzed her wondering what she would answer.
“I just kind of stumbled across the article while I was looking at some crazy porn site and I started to read it and I must admit, it intrigued me. Now I’m no sick pervert, but the devil in me kind of made me wonder what it would be like.” Kris explained. “I don’t know if I would ever do it or not. Maybe if the situation was right and I was sure nobody could ever find out that I had done it. But it sure might be interesting to talk to someone who is into it to learn more about it.”
I could not believe that my straight laced little sister was actually open to the thought of having sex with an animal. It was just not what I could imagine her doing. The situation intrigued me and I was thinking of just how I should try to get her interested in fucking my dog.
“What if I told you that I may know a woman who has tried it? If I hooked you up with her, would you talk to her and keep it between just you and her?” I said as I watched her face for her reaction.
“Holy fuck, I would love to talk to a lady who had really had sex with a dog! I have so many questions that I would want answered. That would be amazing and, yes, I could keep it a secret. You know I am not a kiss-and-tell kind of girl. You know I can be trusted with a secret.” Kris was on the edge of her chair as she told me, “You know that’s true.”
Now came the moment of truth. I knew Kris was as trustworthy as any person I knew, but I wasn’t sure how she would react to the news that her own sister had fucked a dog just a little while ago. I knew that if I told her my secret, I could never take it back. It would be between us and would she think I was a sick fucking pervert, or would she embrace the act and give it a try like I had done? There was only one way to find out. What the fuck was the thought that went to my head as I looked at my gorgeous sister.
“OK, well you are looking at her. I have had sex with my dog.” I told her.
She looked me in the eyes and after a brief moment of thought, she asked, “Was it as good as they said, how did you come to try it, was it something you planned, does anyone else know, oh god, I have a thousand questions!”
I sat there and explained to my younger sister the whole story of the morning in great detail leaving nothing out. I explained it all to her as it happened, step by step. She sat and listened intently and never interrupted me one time. Kris was paying close attention to my story and when I finished, she sat there quietly and just seemed to be soaking up all the things I had explained to her. She had no expression on her face and didn’t say anything for a brief period.
“Well say something, sis,” I begged.
“Do you have any regrets?” was her first question.
“No, I was worried that I might, but it was so wonderful and Bone enjoyed it as much as I did, so nobody was hurt and we both had the time of our life.” I answered, “In fact I promised him that we would do it again, soon. Real soon!”
“Would you do anything different now that you have had time to think about it?” was the second question she asked.
“I was thinking while I was in the shower that I may want to try to get him to fuck me missionary style. I don’t know if it would work, but it might be easier on me because he is so big and he weighs about 80 pounds and when he was on my back it was a lot to support for a long time.” I said. “I don’t know, but I would like to try it that way to see.”
“Would you think that Bone would fuck me if I wanted him to?” she asked as she looked me in the eyes, “I mean would it be alright with you if I wanted to fuck him? Wow, I’m getting wet between my legs just thinking about it! What do you think sis, would you let me fuck your dog, please?”
What do you say to your little sister, your best friend, who wants you to help her get fucked by your dog? Now mind you, this is a gorgeous woman who could probably have any man she desired. And here she is sitting at your kitchen table telling you that she wants you to have your dog fuck the shit out of her. There was only one answer.
“Kris, if you really want this, I am more than happy to help you fulfill your fantasy. I promise you it will be our secret and that you will enjoy it more than any sex you have had before, I promise. The only question remaining is, when?” I looked at her awaiting her answer.
She looked at me and I could see her hands shaking and she said,” How about now? I am free for the whole day and my old man won’t be home until tomorrow, so how about now? It looks like you’re dressed for it now anyway. Do you think Bone is up to it after fucking you already?”
I smiled at my little sis and told her, “I think if you show Bone your pussy, he will be ready in record time. Right Bone?”
Bone raised his head and his tail was wagging in complete agreement.
“Oh my god, I’m going to fuck a dog!” Kris giggled.
We got up and headed for the bedroom and Bone was right on my heels and he was trying to lick my ass again. What a whore dog!
Once in the bedroom, Kris began to remove her clothes. First the thin blouse came off revealing those perfect tits that I had been looking at. And yes, they were as perfect as I imagined. Then she started wiggling out of those jeans and it was as much work as I figured, but she managed to get them around her ankles in record time. When she stood and kicked them to the side, you could see the big wet spot on the front of her red bikini underwear. I knew that she was turned on just by that alone. I watched with great anticipation as she ran her fingers in the waistband and slowly pulled the panties down her sexy tanned legs. It had been years since I had seen my sister naked, so it was like something new to me and I was interested to see if she was anything like her big sister. When the panties were down to the floor, she took them and threw them on top of her jeans.
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