THE SITTER AND THE SETTER

 

                                  CHAPTER ONE

                                 Nancy meets Brandy

Nancy Connover checked herself in the mirror one last time. She was going to her baby-sitting job. The first time being allowed to sit for all weekend; she had made a good impression over the last few weeks and Theresa Rand was satisfied that Nancy was the right person to watch her child. Nancy glowed as she remembered Theresa’s kind comments about how she always fixed the baby’s formula right and cleaned up afterward, and how the house was neatly kept. How the laundry was always folded and put away.

She had worked for the Rands’ all summer and never met Mr. Rand, Mrs. Rand was making and changing excuses all the time. She had always changed the subject of what they both did for a living. Her evasiveness was a signal to Nancy to not pry too much.

A shiver tickled her spine as she looked onto the mirror; she was young, tall, and blonde. Nancy breasts, buttocks, and face were getting rounder filling out, and firming up, and her legs taking on a very sexy shape she was happy with what she saw. Nancy could feel the woman inside her stirring more and more as time went on.

“By the time college starts, the boys will be surprised.” she whispered, skimming her hands down over her lush teenaged body. She giggled, remembering how she had looked last year even a few months before school closed this summer.

Looking in the mirror she remembered her mothers’ cautionary warning, “You’ve begun having your periods, and you ‘can’ get pregnant. The boys seem to know this and hey are going to try harder to get into your pants. “Oh god how I want them to try to touch me there but they all act so dorky but still I’m not going to stop them.” She thought sarcastically then her mother’s warning drifted back into her head, “and you are going to find that you don’t want to stop them. I want you to have fun, play around, but be careful and take a little time to know him first.”

     “Ooh! God! I’m getting hot again,” she sighed, thinking of sex, and how it made her ache inside. Another change had taken place, during the last few months, ‘arousal!’ It seemed to, happen all the time, weather she was having her period, or not, looking at boys, or not. The fabric of her panties would rub her clitoris and her whole body would turn red and tingle.

Sex; vaginal stimulation; every thing took on a sexual appearance. Nancy could think of nothing else; her thin labia still uncovered by her fresh growth of silky smooth blond hair, her button of a clitoris tensed and relaxed all day long. The bulge in boy’s pants, still a mystery teased her curiosity. Only a drawing of a penis, from the health class lectures on conception, and watching dogs and cats mating. “Animals!” Nancy thought, “Always so shameless and desirous as they play out their mating in the park or side streets. She had only one nasty story from a torn magazine she found in the toilet stall at school, to stir her imagination and fuel her teasings of the Rand’s watch dog Brandy.

She ran out of the bedroom, bounded down the stairs, her blonde pigtails swinging, her blue eyes glowing, she was happy, on her way to her first over-nighter. She was earning money this whole summer.

       “Hey, Nancy,” her mother called. “Where are you going in such rush?”

        “Gee, Mom. Don't you remember? I’m babysitting today.” A smile filled her beautiful face, a blush of pink on her cheeks.

Liz Connover smiled at her daughter. “I remember now,” she said. “Theresa Rand’s baby right? This is over the weekend too?” She looked at her daughter, she was no longer a child, but a budding young woman, shapely and sexy. Before long, boys of all sizes and shapes would be banging on the door to take her out, and try their luck.

       “Yeah,” Nancy said. “Mrs. Rand is working on through till Saturday night, and I get to take care of little Carrie, for two days.” She fidgeted, anxious to be on her way. She added, “This is going to be a lot of money and  ‘The Rands’ like my work.”

       “I know Mrs. Rand has complimented me on how I raised you. Have some breakfast first,” Liz said then asked, “Have you met Mr. Rand yet?”

       “No, Mom and I can’t. The Rands are expecting me. Any way I get paid Sunday.” She headed for the door. “I’ll eat something there.” She opened the door and before her mother could protest she was gone.

       “Kids,” Liz muttered, shaking her head on her way back to the kitchen adding, “They never stop moving, everything so urgent, and heaven forbid I might know something.” Liz turned to watch her daughter bounding away and drew a deep breath and sighed, “How beautiful Nancy is becoming she is going to be a full-bodied luscious woman soon and still so innocent,” then walked into the kitchen. 

Nancy hurried down the street almost running pigtails flying in the breeze. She was anxious to start as she had become close to the family and their pet Brandy. As the weeks passed Nancy became braver with and more aroused by her ministrations to Brandy during baby’s nap and play times. She reached the Rand’s house and quickly, ran up the steps, her small nipples bristling in the brisk air beneath her pink summer top. She rapped on the screen door. Brandy, Theresa’s fawn-colored Setter and mixed breed, barked loud and deep from somewhere inside the house.

“Ooh! Be quiet,” Nancy giggled, as the huge dog ran to the door, his skinny tail wagging, banging the wall his tongue hanging as he panted obviously quiet glad to see Nancy.

“Be still, Brandy,” Theresa said, pulling on his collar, adding, “It’s just Nancy.”

“Hi, Mrs. Rand,” Nancy bubbled. “I hope I'm not late you said nine and it is just after.”

“Not at all, I allowed a little extra,” Theresa said, opening the door. “C’mon in. Carry is up in her room playing.” She grabbed her purse off the table in the hall and gave a long warm stare at Nancy saying, “There’s plenty to eat in the fridge.” Playfully, she tugged on one of Nancy’s pigtails. “See you about four-thirty Saturday, but maybe Sunday morning at eleven or so. I have already talked to your mom about Sunday. My numbers are still on the fridge.”

“My mom acted like she forgot?”

“Oh that’s us moms trying to make our daughters think they are on their own.” Theresa teased.

“Oh I see. Bye, Mrs. Rand,” Nancy said. She stroked Brandy’s head, scratched him behind the ear. “I’ll take good care of Carrie. My Mom is close by if I have any trouble. I’ll call her first then you.”

         “I know you and Carry will be fine.” Theresa said, and she was gone.

Alone, Nancy hurried up the stairs to Carry’s bedroom, Brandy at her heels. “You wait here,” she whispered. “I want to see what she is doing, and I don’t want you disturbing the baby.” Her breath caught in her throat  as her heart raced to the thrill of Brandy and her being alone in a little while, and thought to herself, “We are going to cross over a new boundary today.”

Brandy whined, lay on the floor, his head on his front paws.

        “Good, boy,” Nancy said. She went to the bedroom door, saw Carry playing with her toys, oblivious to everything. Her cheeks flared red, as she thought about Theresa, and her husband having sex, making it possible for them to have the baby. A shiver swept over her as she tried to imagine the feeling of a penis inside her, and her clitoris tightening as she thought of it’s seed spilling into her.

She tiptoed away from the child’s room, and headed straight for the master bedroom. Her heart started pounding, when she saw the bed, still messed up from the night’s sleep. It has always been made up before she got here. Her heart leaped into her throat, as she walked over, and saw a big wet stain, in the middle of the bed. The aroma of sex still permeated the room, nearly over whelming the young woman-child. An image of Theresa, her legs wide open her husband Gary on top, filling her with sperm, their two juices spilling out onto the bed.

The child’s mind was blooming with ideas, and desires. While standing at the bedside, she closed her eyes, she could feel the head of a penis parting her lips, and she shivered and whispered a sigh as she remembered overcoming what fear she had and plunged forward with her desire to experience her fantasy she had with this handsome dog and Nancy wrapped her fingers around Brandy’s thick meaty cock. Nancy remembered when she fingers wrapped around his prick the first time, and how Brandy went into a frenzy. He pushed his cock through her fist, grunting and thrusting; his tail curled and he thumped it against the floor. He lifted his head, and dropped it back with a thud as Nancy’s fingers tightened around his cock. The hot cum spattering her body making her dizzy. Her hand jacked up and down his exploding cock. She felt each pulsing squirt shoot through his cock, watched cum squirt from the opening in his dick, and hit her body.  “Oooo, Brandy. Brandy!” She cooed.

“Oh, God,” she moaned as Nancy touched the bed-sheet, put her face right in it and sniffed. Keeping her nose buried in the spot she crawled onto the bed, and lay on her knees, legs parted thinking, “this is where they were…! Oh! God…! he stuffed his penis inside her, and they came.” Nancy whispered loudly as her imagination ran wild. She was tingling all over, with goose pimples; it felt as though she had a penis already inside her, with the head pushing against her stomach making it ache deep inside her. Nancy whispered as she wondered, “Why haven’t I met Mr. Rand?”

“I can’t wait until I get a dick inside me.” Nancy whispered an she closed her eyes, thinking of all the boys in school she caught staring at her. Which one would she let have her cherry? She opened her eyes, stared at the spot, and knew she wouldn’t do it. She was chicken, afraid of the way the boys laughed about sex, and talked about the girls who… ‘put out.’

Without thinking, she squirmed, and rolled over in the bed, her small delicate hands roaming her body. “Mmmmm,” she purred, lingering on her small bosoms, her fingers kneading the soft fleshy nipples beneath her pink top. “Mmmmm, I'm getting so wet again.” She began rolling her hips around, her blue eyes half open. Being in Theresa's bed, where she knew the beautiful woman had sex, and done all the other things her imaginative mind could conjure up, thinking aloud, “I bet she lets him put his dick in her mouth.” her white cotton panties started to soak through. She lifted her top, baring her soft smooth virgin flesh. Urgently, she squeezed her nipples. She whimpered, each time her finger sank into the warm pliant flesh. Her skin was becoming glossy from sweat.

She moaned, “I wish… I wish,” She closed her eyes, pretending it was Theresa's husband instead of herself playing with her sensitive nipples moaning, “Ooh, how I wish.”

She squeezed the nipples, gasping as pleasure filled her bosoms and spread warmth throughout her lithe body. She sat up, dazed, lust running rampant through her young body. She pulled her top off, her small firm breasts jiggling free. Climbing off the bed, she tossed her top on the back of a chair and peeled down her shorts. Stepping out of them, she caught a glimpse of herself in the long dressing mirror on the closet door. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked into the mirror.

Stripping in someone else’s house still made her dizzy and her virgin pussy pulse. Her labia was being coated by warm viscous sweet cream oozing from within. Swinging her hips the way she imagined men liked, she sauntered over to the mirror. She squeezed her tits together, making them appear larger, fuller. Her breath hissed out, as she licked her upper lip, and felt her sweet cream coating her genitals Nancy’s panties clung to her smooth wetness.

Turning, she looked back over her shoulder at her firm fanny wrapped in white cotton panties. She wiggled her bottom lewdly, and moaned, as her frenzied fingers pressed her panties onto her vulva, spreading her sweet cream to each thigh. The wet spot of her own outside of her panties grew; she was clearly lathered with lust. She latched onto the elastic of her panties with her fingers. Short rapid breaths escaped her mouth; her wet panties stuck to her genitals as she peeled them down over her blossoming hips. Her panties dropped to the floor, in a puddle at her ankles, the crotch glistened with her wetness.

Her breath caught in her throat as she stared hotly at the thin silky blonde hairs that adorned her virgin womanhood. Her head was spinning; goose bumps dotted her smooth flesh. On weak rubbery legs, she staggered back and threw herself on the bed. She writhed to the center of the king-size bed, placing her sweet bottom on top of the wet stain. The icy cold wetness inflamed her young passions. She spread her legs, ready to make herself cum.

Trembling, she plied her hard, fleshy, nipples of her newly formed breasts, teasing herself, caressing her writhing body, her hands roamed caressing, sensually every little fold of her budding womanhood, turning herself into a moaning, enamored woman her sweated flesh glistened.

Brandy, hearing the sounds coming from his mistress’s room, padded down the hall and his paw pushed the door open. Big black eyes spotted Nancy on the bed. His nose picked up the familiar scent of passion. His ears cocked forward and head tilted to one side as he sniffed at the titillating scent. It was different yet the same; Brandy knew it was his mistress Theresa’s and… his new friend Nancy’s scent.

Nancy was too interested in her body to notice Brandy at the door peering at her with his black eyes. She was caressing her belly, inching toward the silky, down of her fresh growth of blonde hair. She wriggled her hips, fingertips touching the silky hair. The fresh scent of Nancy’s wet pussy aroused Brandy. The same scent as his mistress’s, yet different. His tongue began to drape, the familiar sounds of her moans excited him. He padded into the room, leaped onto the bed, with his broad purplish-red tongue hanging from his mouth. Tail wagging, he looked down into Nancy’s startled, face.

“Brandy!” Nancy's eyes widened from shock, “I was wondering how long it would take for you to find me.” Her mouth dried up, and she began to shake. Wracked with both fear and desire she instantly jumped up. She sent the dog flailing, and yipping onto the floor. Her naked body trembling, she stared into his face. She saw his teeth, glistening, and sharp. She saw each drop of spit on his flailing tongue as he panted his black eyes looking back at her.

“Nice, Brandy,” she whispered. “Go away. Go, I’m not ready yet Brandy.” She kept her voice low. “I know this the day we’ve been waiting for yet I’m not sure.” As she remembered braver times earlier in the week running her hand under Brandy’s belly and massaging his penis. Brandy yelped, jerked, smacked the pointed tip of his cock against her trembling fingers. His tail thumped on the loudly against the wall, and he squirmed, lifting one hind leg. She hid her secret so well it would slip from her memory. Brandy whimpered; as if he understood. He slapped his slobbery tongue all over his face, telling her it was all right.

“Oh, God,” she whispered. She closed her eyes, and clamped her mouth shut and trembled. The baby I am being paid to watch. She dressed quickly as she panicked, and ran to the door, stopped gained some composer, and looked around the door. A sigh of relief as she saw that Carry was just quietly jostling the blocks, rings, and toy animals about the crib, goo-gooing and gaw-gawing, she twittered a laugh and started down the stairs.  

She sighed, and laughed, knowing Brandy was just a gentle, overgrown puppy. She and Brandy had been playing around a lot this summer. Nancy started letting him lick more and she was kissing him more; then laying on the floor with him play acting like they were lovers, and then the heavy petting started. Nancy found that thrilling. “Brandy I think we are going to do the big ‘it…’ soon ‘today…’” She said as she gazed at him standing, “But not now.”

Any way she wasn’t being paid to masturbate in the master bedroom, and cum on the sheets, or play with the family dog. Nancy looked at the clock, and realized that forty-five minutes had passed in less than a flash. She had a house to clean, laundry to do, and a baby to feed, wash, and change.

Nancy gathered the wash started it, cleaned the kitchen, and changed Carry’s diapers putting on a fresh yellow jumper with pink flowers. Brandy was close on her heels, following Nancy from room to room, taking an interest in every little thing she did. She looked at the clock; there was lots of time before lunch, she thought. “I am still very horny, there is time for me to finish what I started, I do want to cum,” she whispered.

Nancy looked at Brandy sitting in the corner; he was licking his balls, stomach, and penis. She was still both embarrassed, and envious of Brandy. She became enamored while watching him lick and lick imagining licking herself in that way and thinking of being licked by him.

She closed her eyes and remembered again her, curiosity pulsed, as she watched her hand, rhythmically stroking his penis, watching the ooze form on its tip and drip onto her arm. Her mouth dried up. She knew something was going to happen very soon. Nancy felt his cock swell in her hand. “Oooo, Brandy. You gonna cum? Huh?” She was dizzy, her own passion running rampant.

“Oooo,” she sighed, her blue eyes bulging. The throbbing of his cock drove her crazy. She loved it; loved this powerful thrusting animal. “Does Mrs. Rand jerk you off?” she giggled hotly. “Or does she get you some nice hot bitch in heat?”

 Through her clinging fingers she could feel Brandy’s cock sliding inside his hairy sheath swelling and becoming ridged. She let her hand slide over the large knot that formed inside sheath. Brandy squirmed, his front legs thrashing, his head jerking up and down he was ready.

“Oh, yes, Brandy. Cum. Let me see you cum!” she hissed excitedly. Brandy was humping faster. He squirmed, rolling from his back to his side, his rump in constant motion. His tongue was hanging out, his eyes wide and glowing.

The dog’s dick swelled, ready to explode, when he obliged the impetuous child. A long thick stream of sweet cum sprayed from his penis. Followed by a series of growling grunting woofs, and the frantic hunching of his body.

“Oohh…! God!” Nancy screeched as the first load of cum splashed over her hand and arm, “It’s so…hot.”

Brandy continued to hunch and thrashed about. More cum spewed from his cock, splattering Nancy's face, breasts, and stomach with hot globs of dog-sperm….’

“Are you horny too?” she asked giggling, as she opened her eyes, “Hmmm, you are. We have been having a lot of fun this summer I was just remembering what we did last week.” Her eyes widened; as she got a good look at Brandy’s penis, ideas and fresh memories stirred in her sexually active mind prodding her on toward fulfilling her fantasy.

“Easy, boy,” she whispered huskily. “I’ll take care of you. I’ll do it all for you, I will make you cum again.” she coaxed and cajoled, “Just like the boys do to their cocks in school.” She giggled. The only thing she wasn’t quite sure about, was ‘were dogs the same as boys?’

She had been working up to this all summer and wondered how far he would go. She walked to the laundry room with Brandy padding behind her. She bent over to pick up the next load, and Brandy poked Nancy right in the butt with his nose, knocking her to the floor. She yelled as she fell squeezing her eyes shut as she twisted to her back. Before Nancy opened her eyes Brandy was on top licking her face, prancing around her body and whining as Nancy thrashed about on the pile of clothes.

She opened her eyes; Brandy’s tongue was washing her face. Tail wagging, pounding the washer. He slathered his wet tongue over her whole face, and soaked her from ear to ear with warm spit.

Nancy laughed, and said, “I’m OK boy it’s all right.” She assured. Her voice stuck in her throat as she looked at Brandy’s dick, she became fearful. He was on top with his four legs straddling her pinning Nancy with one foot on her belly madly licking her face, with his warm, wet, rough tongue. Nancy started to breathe faster, as she warmed to Brandy’s licking her face it was became lovingly tender and then he paused and looked into Nancy’s eyes.

Her fear passed quickly; Nancy responded to the wet slobbering kisses from Brandy, by kissing him back. She plied her fingers along his tongue, and rubbery jowls. He whined excitedly at being petted, and pampered by his young mistress. He started tugging at her T-shirt, Nancy rolled on to her hands and knees and asked him, “You want me to take this off?” as Brandy pulled it over her head and off. Away Nancy bolted up the stairs to the bed room with Brandy close to her heels.

Brandy already had his animal tongue slithering over Nancy's thighs as she slid onto the bed. Brandy eagerly jumped on right behind Nancy and instantly began lavishly slathering his tongue over her shoulders, across her back. Nancy’s face was immediately covered with ravishingly warm wet licks as she turned over. He slithered his tongue up her neck, over her ears, across her mouth, and down to her firm young breasts. The tip of his cold nose was pressed into the bottom of her chin while he licked between her firm young breasts, and neck.

“Hmmm… Ooh! Ugh…! God…! This feels Goood…!” she gasped loudly as Brandy’s hot breath rushed past her neck. Her nipples hardened, and ached as his tongue slapped over them. He began putting his whole mouth over each small firm tit, turning them pink, goose pimply, and wet as brandy’s tongue snaked out, along, and up her side. He pushed each nipple in turn, against his teeth rolling them with his tongue. Nancy’s face filled with lust as he licked at her achy hard nipples. Nancy squirmed on her back fanning her legs; she was electrified by Brandy’s tongue.

 “Brandy... ooh... Brandy! Your tongue is unbelievably fabulous. Ooh, Au! Keep licking me!” Nancy moaned deeply as the woman stirred within.

The horny teenager was in bliss. For the first time in her life, she was enjoying the pleasures of sex without using her own hands or rubbing her vulva on or with something. The fact that it was a dog didn’t matter. It only mattered that it ‘was…!’ happening to her, and it ‘felt…!’ wonderful.

“Oh, Brandy,” she moaned. “Ohhh, Brandy. Ummmm, yesssss!” She brought her small hands up her body, cupped her breasts, and offered them to the fabulous tongue. “Bite’em, Brandy. Bite me!” She was delirious with the pleasure of having her breasts licked. Brandy nipped at the bullet hard nipples of her round young breasts.

His cold nose brushed against her pink sweated flesh. Tail wagging, he slathered his tongue slowly over her hard nipples, and into her armpits, and up to her elbow. The strange new sensation boggled the virgin teen. She splayed her arms, shivering as his tongue slithered over her bosom, across her face, and under her arms, and sides, over and over. He was drenching her whole upper body in warm doggie drool, and she loved it, stealing her body into enamored rapture with his wet hot rough tongue.

“Oh, Brandy,” Nancy purred, floating on a sensuous cloud of passion. “Ooooo, I love you!” She rolled her hips fanning her legs as she cooed. Her fingers soaked with doggie drool, caressing the beast's face, scratching, playfully pulling on his ears she wanted to turn him on.

 Occasionally, his long broad tongue swiped over Nancy’s flushed face unexpectedly, and the woman-child squealed, causing Brandy to yip. She lifted her thighs and cooed, “Uhhhun, Brandy! Yes, Brandy,” Her glassy blue eyes floated. She opened her mouth to sigh, “Ooh!” and Brandy’s tongue slipped in. She choked for a moment, recovered, then sucked on his tongue, until he pulled it out. She moaned. “Ooh!”

Nancy poked her own tongue out, trying to attract the animal’s beautiful tongue back. It was like the first time, Billy had French-kissed her, only better. His coal-black eyes picked up the flicking of her tongue. He slathered his tongue, across her breasts, up her neck, over her face, and into her awaiting mouth, plunging it back into her throat. He licked inside her cheeks, the roof of her mouth, her tongue. Rolling it about slowly; inching it deeper into her throat. He licked tickling her gag reflex as Brandy’s tongue snaked in and out over and over. She began petting him under the neck, in a coaxing way.

Nancy was wrapped in a blanket of lust. His tongue was wonderful, no matter what he did with it. She sucked it with enthusiasm getting his whole tongue into her wide-open mouth. Brandy pulled his tongue from her mouth as she closed, scraping it over her teeth; he yipped and shook his head in protest.

“I’m sorry,” Nancy moaned. She lifted her hands, caressed his rubbery jowls. “I’m sorry.” She cooed. “Don’t stop. Please.” Brandy had no intention of stopping. He went back to slobbering all over Nancy’s breasts, nudging occasionally on her hard swollen nipples. His tongue sloshed through her armpits, causing her to shudder but he stayed away from her mouth.

Nancy didn’t know that Brandy had been trained to please since a puppy, and purchased by the Rands for that exact purpose. He was drooling on and between her young breasts. She only cared that Brandy was driving her to an exquisite peak of arousal.

Nancy breasts heaved uncontrollably to her fast deep breathing, she was enamored. She wanted more; she craved the pleasures of his tongue on more sensitive parts of her body. She gasped when this thought finally penetrated her lustful mind. Nancy remembered how she pleasured the beast with her hand.

She lifted her head and gasped as she watched him nibble at a the elastic band of her panties and start tugging at it. A shuddering spasm shot around inside her virgin pussy, as she thought, and gasped, “My pussy! God yesss! I hope he wants to ‘lick’ my pussy!” She used her hands with urgency lifting her buttocks off the mattress bicycling her legs as Brandy’s tugging began peeling her panties off exposing her wet, blushed bright red, virgin womanhood.

Nancy’s urging, shaky, hands tugged at Brandy’s head caused him to yip, and back away. Brandy returned and straddled the writhing child’s body, and started to lick her mouth coaxing it open, as she opened his tongue snaked its’ way in and rolling around and around, then deep enough to tickle her gag reflex. Then slithering his tongue out, and down the child's body, back up to her heaving breasts and down her sides as she lay there trembling. A shudder raked across her body as he poked her bellybutton with his cold nose, and started licking it continuously, long slathery licks, leaving a puddle of warm drool.

Every muscle in Nancy’s body was urgently squeezing, and releasing. She was closer than ever before to a ‘real,’ orgasm. Her sweet cream was coating her vulva, and seeping to her sweet fanny, and thighs covering them with a glistening glaze. Brandy stopped and just looked at Nancy's trembling body, licking the glaze from his chops.

She rolled her beautiful bottom up from the mattress, and started bouncing her fanny, and pumping her legs rhythmically splaying them wide. She settled back, trembling, panting waiting for the first swipe of his fantastic tongue. Nancy’s legs were spread as wide as possible; she reached for her feet with both hands, and pulled her legs flat, holding herself open, squeezing her eyes closed, and waited eagerly.

Brandy pushed his snout into her opened pussy, and with surprising suddenness, urine gushed, splashing off Brandy’s face, causing him to reel back yipping, shaking his head snorting, and sniffing. Nancy went insane. She bucked up twisting her hips, and collapsed back in a heap of writhing flesh with urine flowing out. When Nancy stopped peeing, she regained her hold and waited for Brandy to start again. The sheet had circular sprays spotted across it.

“Lick,” she cooed pleadingly, “Please... lick me!” She rolled her hips, enticing the animal to her sweet spot. Her fingers slid their way down her body pulling the puffy small folds of her sweet young, wet labia, exposing the pink never-before-touched vaginal opening.

Brandy moved to Nancy’s face, straddling her with all four legs. He began licking her lips, and chin, sliding his lathery tongue down her neck, and up to her earlobe rolling it on his teeth with his tongue. He was releasing a series of gasps and shudders from Nancy, as he nibbled, when she opened her mouth to breathe, again Brandy’s tongue slid in muffling her joyous shrieks. He withdrew his tongue and placed his head next to hers’ quietly tenderly licking her shoulders and neck.

Nancy regained some of her composure while, Brandy softly licked her ear, and she was feeling more at ease. Lying under this, hairy beast she playfully petted his neck, feeling his hot breath blow across her ear. She sensed something dripping on her downy hairs, and looked under him, and saw his red penis sticking out dripping. She found it exciting his essence splattering on her pelvis, running between her legs, clitoris, labia, and making her vaginal muscles quiver. She wondered if Brandy was going to start again.

Brandy as if he could read her mind began slathering his tongue across her shoulders inching his way down to her beautiful firm breasts across her hard nipples. He began taking long slow licks the full length of her torso starting at her pelvis ending at her nipples, and rolling them with his rough leathery tongue.

Nancy lay there bravely holding her self open, trembling as she knew he was about to start licking her, innocent, sweet little pussy. Brandy was sniffing at her inner thigh and giving it cautious licks moving closer. Brandy started taking long sensual licks from her little fanny out the full length of her inner thigh. He spread and opened her as he alternated from side to side. Brandy began licking her quivering anus, slithering the full length of his tongue across it.

She was gasping in short rapid breaths shuddering as she exhaled. Nancy’s pussy was feeling completely different it was as though she had a balloon inside her expanding, tingly as if it was being electrified. Nancy squeezed her eyes shut as her whole body ached from yearning. She only knew she wanted him to lick her right on the vagina so bad she started pleading, “Lick me! Oh God please.” She pushed on his head, and he yielded to her coaxing.

“Ooh! Au!” Her mouth opened, her eyes widened, and her nipples swelled atop heaving breasts as Brandy slathered his tongue over her pussy again and again. Nancy’s gasping cries of joy made his tail wag, his ears flick. Brandy began licking enthusiastically as Nancy’s sweet cream began to bubble onto his tongue.

He slithered his tongue over her virgin clitoris, labia, thighs and anus. Nancy’s soft pliant labia clung to Brandy’s rough leathery tongue as it slathered across parting her vaginal lips. Brandy’s tongue caused warm sudsy cream to flow from her innocent open vagina coating his tongue, and dangling from his jowls. He eagerly lapped it up, savoring Nancy’s sweet taste. The sounds his tongue made changed from a sticky slapping to a very wet sloshing almost like drinking from a water bowl, as Nancy’s juices flowed out. Frantically Brandy licked making muffled woofs as he slurped up the sweet cream.

Nancy didn’t believe the joy she was being overwhelmed with or how delightful the ache she felt in her belly became. With each swish of Brandy’s tongue Nancy’s insides felt like they were being sucked out through her vaginal opening. The sensual bombardment made her dizzy and light-headed. Intoxicated by her licentious passions; she lay there lost in the rapture.

“Ooh Au, Brandy!” sighing loudly. She clawed at the bed-sheet with both hands, ‘rhythmically undulating’ her body, as if she were afloat in a sea of warm water.

Nancy groaned loudly, “Brandy! Ooooo... Brandy!” Her lithe creamy body spasmed, writhing in pleasure. She lunged up thrusting her innocent vagina into his snout.

“Auhaahhh…!” she screeched as Brandy slurped his tongue parting the folds, seeking her entrance, the source of her sweet cream. He lifted his head and barked a few muffled barks, tail wagging as if he were trying to talk to her. Nancy looked at him desperately twisting her hips, lifting her fanny, and rubbing her sweet juicy pussy against his blunt snout. She didn’t know why he had stopped. She was too hot and innocent to figure it out what he was thinking.

“Don’t stop! Please.” She pleaded. Nancy was completely sweated. Brandy’s licking had sent her into sexual rapture.

Brandy dropped to his belly. His long, hot, rubbery tongue snaked out, slathering it again and again over Nancy’s clitoris, labia, and anus. Pushing it harder onto the Nancy’s swollen vaginal opening as if trying to penetrate her with it. Its leathery texture stretched the soft pliant vaginal lips splaying them wide revealing the dewy gems adorning Nancy’s pink vaginal walls

Nancy loved it, soaring wildly toward an explosive orgasm. “Yes. Brandy! Don’t stop!” she gasped near panic. Brandy didn’t. He pushed his snout into her pelvis, mashing her clit against his teeth as he licked. His tongue swished over her blood-engorged labia and clitoris sending her speeding toward the peak, of her first intense orgasm. She lay there writhing in rapture, dancing to Brandy’s tongue.

Nancy began arching, flexing, and bouncing in a mad frenzy as Brandy’s tongue lapped across her fully dilated vaginal opening. She belonged to the beast now as she thrashed about to Brandy’s heated licking, making her explode inside. She lifted her head and saw the tan beast between her parted legs. “Ooh, Au! Christ!” Her head dropped back with a thud. She placed her feet on his sides holding her self centered on his sweet tongue, and open.

Nancy’s buttocks thumped on the bed. Her small breasts jiggled like jelly. She thrusted her swollen vaginal opening onto his snout, squirming, twisting, forcing his cold wet nose between the velvety folds of her pussy. Her rectum quivered as his tongue swiped across it, sending electrical jolts throughout her young body.

Brandy’s snakelike tongue lashed rapidly over the Nancy’s pussy. Warm sudsy cum streamed out and over the pink puffy lips of her virgin womanhood. He wriggled his tongue between her vaginal lips finding the source of the sweet cream, and slurped greedily with his tongue. Long sweeping strokes of his tongue drinking her sweet cream, keeping her soaring at the peak.

Nancy was lost; melting inside, she started to cry with joyful tears, calling in a lost voice, rocking back and forth.

Sobbingly she called out, “Ooh! Au… God! Brandy! Ooh! Brandy…! Ooh, Brandy! God! Lliicckk…!” She cried, arching her back, eyes glowing, her face was red, and sweated. Nancy squished her sweet pussy against his muzzle, sighing loudly as her private parts were being lavished with his hot, rough tongue. Every muscle flexing, and releasing as Brandy slathered his tongue across Nancy ‘s engorged vulva. Breathing was in short rapid gasps, mixed with moans

Nancy drummed her fanny against the mattress. Her mature slender body writhing licentiously in blissful intoxication. She raked her firm breasts with her nails, twisting her rock hard nipples. Nancy squeezed her eyes closed gripping her hard nipples, as orgasms washed over her. Oblivious to her writhing body, she could only feel her cream being squeezed out by her convulsing vaginal muscles. Over and over she came from the Brandy’s relentless licking.

“Ooh, Brandy. I’m in heaven!” Nancy sighed slapping her legs against the mattress, her hips constantly moving, constantly drenching his snout with her warm sweet cream. She felt his slathering tongue covering her engorged vaginal opening. She cried deliriously as her orgasms subsided. She lay there quietly, even though Brandy was still slurping her cream.

Nancy lunged up, mashing her pussy into Brandy’s mouth she screamed out “Oohh…! God Oohh…! God Uuuhhh…Phew…”. Cum flowed from her creamy vagina, coating Brandy’s jowls. It was flowing out of his mouth, as he couldn’t lick fast enough. Her hips churned, urging him on as she had one last orgasm that ended as fast as it started, again she lay there quietly a few moments.

“No, more,” she cried. “No, more!” Her muscles ached; all of them, her vagina felt gapingly open.

Brandy didn’t listen; Nancy still had juice oozing from her sweet pussy. There was still a pool of vaginal-cream to be licked up. He slurped, savoring the sweet juice. He licked clean Nancy’s glazed thighs, her pussy, and to her quivering anus.

“No…! No! More…! Stop!” she gasped loudly. Nancy couldn’t take anymore. Her intoxication turned to numbness, then hurtful aching. She crushed her thighs together, trapping him.

Brandy yelped, then pulled his head out and stared at Nancy a quizzical expression on his face. Cum dripped down his jowls in long strings. Nancy stared at him, giggling with embarrassment. He looked like a rabid beast, his jowls covered with a glistening white creamy glaze, some dangling from his jowls.

Nancy stared at the ceiling; her eyes half closed, she was still enraptured, amazed at how excruciatingly delightful, climaxing is. Mystified by the events of the last few minutes and projecting new ideas into the future. “Goddamn, that was goood!” she said adding with her mind racing. She remembered; ‘how she was repulsed at the thought of doing anything like this with an animal,’ and her head reeling dizzily, as Nancy seductively skimmed her hand down the beast's hairy body. She touched the tip of his cock. “Ooooo…” she sighed. “It’s like touching hot meat. This is only the beginning.” Nancy started to think ‘sexual intercourse’ and how much more delightful that could be. Sounds from the nursery drifted into Nancy’s ears, telling her this is a perfect time to rest and recuperate.