All the way to the barn, Rex tries to get his nose under Tiffany’s skirt. Once inside the barn, she makes her way to the pig pen. They are all laying down at the back of the pen, showing no interest in Tiffany or Rex. Rex shows no interest in the pigs, but again humps her leg. His slender red penis glistens in the dim lights of the barn and looks nice. She licks her lips without realizing it. She decides to sit down on a nearby hay bale and just enjoy Rex’s tongue on her pussy some more. Maybe he can make her cum. Lord knows that she needs that! She takes her panties off and sits down on the soft hay. The smell of the hay is amazing and it makes a wonderful seat. She opens her legs to give Rex better access to lick her pussy. He goes right to work, his tongue flicks furiously over her slit from her opening, and up over her clit. The sensation is so intense that she can barely stand it. She needs less clitorol stimulation and lays back on the bale to angle her pussy up and give Rex better access further down her pussy to her asshole. Her insides clench from the intense stimulation his tongue is causing her. It feels like his tongue is trying to get into her entrance. It is almost too much. She can’t take much more of this.
Suddenly, Rex stops licking and Tiffany is grateful for the reprieve. Then his front legs are up on the bale, straddling her waist. His face is bent over her and he seems to have a silly dog-grin on his face. His fur tickles her inner thighs and then it occurs to her what is about to happen. Without thinking too much about it she makes a snap decision to allow Rex to fuck her. If she had time to think about it, she might have had second thoughts. Right now she is just horny and wants to fuck. Soon enough, she feels the soft point of his dick, probing around her pussy. The bale she is laying on puts her at the perfect height to facilitate his entrance, he is just too frantic to be able to get it into her without help. She is both terrified and excited with what she is about to do and she can feel her heart pound in her head. She places her hands on either side of the dog’s hips to moderate his thrusts and guide him. She feels him enter her easily and naturally. To her great relief there is no pain at all! In fact, it feels great! Relief floods through her body and she can feel him inside her. She can feel the soft tip, gently pushing all the way back at her cervix. With her hands on Rex’s hips, she can regulate the speed and depth of his thrusts.
At first, Rex humps her furiously, but with Tiffany guiding him, he calms down and settles into a rhythm. She feels his knot forming at her entrance, but she has no desire to try and get that into her. His dick is already pushing at her cervix. She begins to talk to him, calling him by name and telling him how good he makes her feel. He almost has a look of understanding. She rubs his tummy and moves her hand further down to where his dick enters her body. The huge knot puts pressure on her clit which feels amazing. Still further down she finds his sheath. She grabs it and strokes his dick in time with his thrusts, mashing his knot into her clit. This feels so much better than when Brett tried to fuck her. Soon she feels his warm fluid, flooding her inside. It fills her up and begins to run down her crack and into the hay. She is so close to cumming, but she cannot seem to make it.
Rex began to soften until he slipped out of her. She would have to finish herself off. His fluid continues to trickle out of her. To her surprise, Rex began to lick her swollen pussy. She can feel his rough tongue go into her a little bit and over her clit. Brett would not eat her out, but Rex will! Within two minutes, she nearly passes out in orgasmic bliss. She has to press her legs together to keep Rex from over stimulating her sensitive sex. She lay back on the bale panting much like the dog. She envisions herself with a dog’s tongue, lolling out of her mouth. The thought makes her laugh.
After she recovers, she stands up and smooths her clothes out. She reaches down and scratches Rex behind his ears. He lay curled up in a ball in a corner outside the horse’s stall. “Good boy,” she cooes. “Thanks for the good time.”
Then her cell phone rings. It is Lacey, “Tiffany! Where are you?”
“I’m at your house like we agreed. Where are you?”
“Oh, Tiffany! I feel just awful. I forgot about you coming over when mom asked me to go shopping with her! We are on our way home, now. I am so, so sorry! Please, go on in the house, it isn’t locked. Get a couple soft drinks and the vegi plate from the fridge and I will meet you in the basement in twenty minutes.” Lacey says.
“No worries, Lacey. I have been playing with your dog. He has kept me entertained. I’ll see you in a few minutes.”
There was something in the way Tiffany said, ‘playing with your dog’. I wonder… Naw, no way.
Tiffany got the drinks and the food and made her way down into the basement. She had just enough time to go into the bathroom and clean up a little before Lacey came home. Her panties are a mess. She washes them out in the sink and dries them the best she can with a towel, but they are still damp. She hung them up on the shower rod. She will have to go commando. That will be a challenge since her skirt is pretty short. Her panties should be dry in thirty minutes. She will just excuse herself in a few minutes, go into the bathroom and put them on. The thought enters her mind that Lacey might feel that she owe her something since she feels so bad about not being here when she is supposed to meet me. At least she might really consider letting me hook up with her boyfriend again.
Mom drops me off at our house and she drives on to the grocery store for her weekly groceries and plans to get some take-out for dinner. I told her that Tiffany will probably be eating with us. As soon as I get home, I rush down to the basement to Tiffany. As soon as I see her, I throw my arms about her, saying “Oh Tiffany! I am so sorry! I don’t know what got into me that I forgot about you coming over!”
“It’s OK, Lacey. You have been on vacation for a week and have a lot on your mind. Let me see the clothes you got for school.”
I pull my coat out of the bag, pull it on and twirl around in a circle. Tiffany smiles, “It suits you. I like it. Did you get something sexy?” She asks.
Taking the jacket off, I say “Oh yes. Let me show you my new undies!” Reaching into the bag, I pull out a hanger with the tiger striped bra and panties and hold it up in the air above my head.
Tiffany covers her mouth, and says, “Oooh. Zinger! Try them on for me. I got to see you wear them! Put them on now!”
I strip down, removing all my clothes, and put the new bra and panties on. Tiffany seems surprised that I would strip down in front of her, but after the nudist cruise, it’s not a big deal. Then I put my hands on my head and do a little dance, swaying my hips. “What do you think? Be honest with me.”
Tiffany put her hand to her chin and screws up her face like she’s thinking. “Looks like something my grandma would wear,” she teases. She reaches over and pulls the waistband out and let go, snapping my waist. Then she ran away giggling as I chase her around the couch. I grab a couch pillow and we begin a little pillow fight, laughing and having a good old time.
Tiffany stops, looks past me and sees Ricky, standing in the dark at the bottom of the basement stairs. His arms are crossed and he has a shit eating grin on his face. She is stunned and wonders how long he has been standing there? She had been careful not to expose herself to Lacey, since she has no panties on. But had she bent over with her rear facing Ricky? Did he see? Tiffany is horrified and feels the color drain from her face.
I stop mid swing with my pillow, seeing a shocked expression on Tiffany’s face. Turning to look over my shoulder to see what has arrested her attention, I see Ricky, looking like the cat who ate the goldfish. He is just standing there so quiet, so smug, it almost makes me mad. And look at his pants, he has a boner! That’s about all I can take. I run over to him and raise my pillow to swat him. He easily takes it out of my hand, and pulls me in close. I am out of breath from the pillow fight, my hair all over the place, standing there in his arms in my new tiger striped undies!
Ricky hugs me to him, to disable me. I thrash, trying to get away from him or swat him with the pillow, but he holds me tight. His arms are about my bare waist, and it feels electric. I am panting, but he reaches down and kisses me on the forehead. Tiffany comes up behind him, wrapping her arms around him so that he is sandwiched between us. Ricky’s eyebrows shot up at that. Ricky reaches his hand around his back to Tiffany’s bare thigh. He wonders if he had seen what he thought he saw. He traces his hand up her thigh, under her skirt until he reaches her bare ass cheek. He squeezes it in his hand. These girls are full of surprises today. He brings his hand back around to me, and with it brushes the loose strands of hair from my face. I begin to relax in his arms.
Ricky ponders why Tiffany is not wearing panties? Maybe she is wearing a thong? His impression from what he saw was that she was not wearing anything down there. But it could have been a thong. He had to know. He ran his hand back down her thigh again, but this time brought his hand up under her skirt to her crotch and was shocked to feel her bare pussy with its tiny patch of pubic hair. He runs his middle finger up her slit and is rewarded by feeling her wetness. His touch inflames Tiffany. She takes this as encouragement from Ricky to escalate her touching. She reaches her hand around his stomach, under his t-shirt, and over his chest. Finding one of his nipples, she gently pinches it between her thumb and forefinger.
Ricky begins to feel uncomfortable with Tiffany’s advances, and tries to ignore her. He turns his full attention back to me, kissing the tops of my breasts, where they are pushed up by my new bra. He growls “You know how tiger stripes make me crazy”. Tiffany slips her hand down, beneath the waistband of Ricky’s jeans and his shorts, and finds his dick, giving it a firm squeeze. Not being comfortable with Tiffany’s playfulness, he worries where all this is going. He feels himself losing control with two horny girls all over him.
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