School was out for summer. I couldn’t wait to get home
and just bask in the sun and do as little as possible.
I stripped out of my shoes and the basic white socks,
enjoying the feeling of the grass and dirt on my bare
soles. I still wore my plaid skirt and white blouse.
For some odd reason, I felt compelled to cut through
the woods to get home. Little did I know the trouble I
was in for.
There was a path that cut through the woods, strewed
with pine needles and dead leaves. They clung to my
bare feet as I made my way through the woods. Pretty
soon I came to a creek. Usually, there is a bit of a
current, but today, it is calm and I can see my
reflection perfectly. I look in the water as if it were
a mirror and pull my long dirty blonde hair up into a
ponytail.
I’m starting to sweat, and the perfect outline of my
perky b cup breasts and nipples are evident through my
thin white blouse. “fuck!” I hadn’t worn a bra on
purpose, but I hadn’t counted on this. I felt
practically naked. Yeah. I was hot shit for a sixteen
year old. And I flaunted it every chance I got. But mom
couldn’t see me like this.
I knelt down and took my backsack off and peeked
inside. Usually I keep an extra set of gym clothes with
me. “Shit!” Not today.
Something rustled in the brush behind me. Startled, I
fumbled with the pack and dropped it. A dog; a mangy
dirty mutt came forth, panting. I held out my hand for
him to smell. He growled, sniffing the air. I lowered
my head and tried to remain calm.
More rustling in the brush. Three more dogs came out.
They looked malnourished. Perhaps they were wild dogs?
I didn’t know and at the time, didn’t care.
As I watched the one growling in front of me, another;
a scraggly german shepherd grabbed my ponytail, yanking
my head back. I lost my balance and fell backwards. The
dog released as another bit my thigh, tugging the plaid
skirt. I threw my hands up to protect my face.
Suddenly, the one growling prodded my thigh with his
cold nose, sniffing. I shivered, tears in my eyes. His
long raspy tongue snaked out and across my cotton
panties. I could feel his tongue probing my vagina. I
tried to close my legs, but a quick nip and I knew not
to mess with him. I began to cry. Another nip and his
teeth caught in the fabric.
He was getting aggravated, and foolishly, I thought
perhaps if I tossed them aside, they would be more
interested in them. I rolled them cautiously down my
thighs and over my ankles. The dog followed them as I
took them off and as I tossed them as far as I could, I
rolled over onto my knees, attempting to scurry off.
Big Mistake!
The shepherd was on my back, teeth clamped on my
ponytail as his weight was on my back. He was tugging,
pulling my head back. Wait… He was hunching, humping
against my exposed ass as my skirt rode up around my
waist. Something warm and moist; rubbery feeling
touched my thigh. I dared tug my head forth, and looked
back between my legs. “Oh God NO!” I began to weep now,
shaking uncontrollably as the full scope of what was
happening dawned on me.
He humped against me, his huge weight pinning me. I was
sweating profusely now. His powerful forepaws wrapped
tight around my tiny waist and he fucked hard against
me. His pointy red cock was so warm, I could feel it
poking, but not finding a hole. I tried to move,
wiggling my ass, to avoid him. But he seemed to catch
on. He went still, readjusting himself on his hind
legs, still with his forepaws wrapped around me.
He moved forward, causing me to tilt on my hands, ass
raised a little more, bare feet in the air behind me.
And suddenly, he slipped inside me, and simultaneously
began fucking me, pistoning in and out. It felt like a
fiery hot poker. I didn’t care who came now, and I
screamed.
It grew larger inside me, I could feel it swelling
stretching my tight cunny. I began to cry, sobbing
hysterically, my own body began to respond. This seemed
to upset me worse. I zoned out. I remember feeling pine
needles on my legs, and I rested my head on my arms.
I remember seeing the other dogs, and could not help
but look between their legs; their cocks emerging from
their sheathes. Red, pointy cocks, twitching as if in
anticipation. I tried to think of something else.
Anything. But I could feel it building in me. My hips
arched, involuntarily rolling, bucking back to meet his
jackhammer thrusts. My toes curled in the air, my cunny
muscles clasping, tightening around him. Squeezing. I
bit my lip and closed my eyes.
Something new. Weird. I could feel something new now,
swelling against me. The shepherd fucks me harder.
“OHHH!!” Now, it’s in me. Whatever it is, it’s swelling
in me, stretching me further. This brings my clit right
up against his cock and suddenly I’m shaking, racked
with a series of orgasms. “Be somewhere else” I tell
myself, not wanting to admit how good it feels.
Suddenly, like a firehose, he explodes inside me. It’s
so warm! I lower my head moaning as I cum again. My
vision blurs.
I can feel his cock twitch, sending more spurts of cum
deep inside me. I scream again. He hops off my back but
he’s still in me. He turns around, hind leg turning
over my ass as he turns ass to me. but he’s still in
me. He drags me backwards by his cock still lodged
inside me. This hurts and I began to cry again. Another
dog laps at my underarm nipping at my blouse. He licks
the sweat from my skin. God. They reek.
The dog inside me slips out, and I tuck my feet under
my ass as warm doggy cum flows from me down my thighs,
some dripping onto my soles. My cunny hurts. I don’t
think I can move. I can feel the cum so warm, sloshing
around inside me.
The mutt comes forth and leaps onto my back. “NO!” I
cry out, but it’s too late. He slips inside me easily,
pounding away. my stomach hurts. Each thrust, more cum
leaks out and down my thighs. God they stink.
I’m crying, it hurts so bad and still, feels so
wonderful. He slips out, still humping. I lick my hand
and reach back under me and grasp him. He fucks my hand
his juices splashing onto my belly and over my bald
shaven pussy. He goes still exploding in massive spurts
on my skin, on my blouse, and some splashes onto my
cheek.
The thought dances around in my mind but I don’t dare
taste it. Eeww!
And then, he too is off me. I roll onto my back. My
cunny aches. Two more dogs. I grasp one by his hairy
sheathe, stroking him. I can’t afford any more abuse on
my battered cunny. The other is at my feet licking the
sticky dog cum off my soles.
“They’re dogs. It’s their nature. They don’t know
better.” I tell myself. As I stroke the scraggly mutt
left over, I rub the underbelly of the fourth dog with
my bare foot. He humps back against my soft sole.
Before I even think it, I extend the tip of my tongue
and lick the tip of the mutt’s cock. Not bad. Kind of
coppery tasting. A bit nutty. If that makes sense. I
lose all cares, as I begin deep-throating the massive
cock in my mouth. I continue jerking him with my hands.
The other dog lets out a whine, and suddenly warm jets
of dog cum flood up my leg. Still cumming, he
completely covers my small foot in warm sticky goo.
The final dog continues fucking my face, without
warning, suddenly he too explodes. With such force it
goes up my nose and I gag. His cock twitches, cumming
all over the front of my shirt and on my wrinkled
skirt.
The last one licks my face, and just like that, they
are all gone. I lie there a while. I try and take in
what’s happened. It’s both fascinating and disturbing
for me. I gather my strength, clean myself off in the
water, and continue home. I look and smell horrible.
Wet dog. Sweat. The thick musky smell of sex. I walk
without further cares. Dog cum leaks down my thighs.
I walk through the garden gate of my backyard. I’m at
the back door. Mom’s cooking. She doesn’t even turn to
look at me. That’s good. “How was your day,
sweetheart?”