The Bad Girl files 1

All the men looked at me as walked along the street...
I could see them, as they checked out my breasts, my hair, my face...
One and all, they all checked me out! The retiree's, the business men, the tradesmen... the house removal guy's... all of them. I pulled myself up tight, walked proud and tall, lifting my head disdainfully!
Certainly not you!... or you... No! ... never!... don't even think it!

I felt their eyes burning holes in my uniform... through my school blazer, the tailored fit conforming to the shape of my body... flaring around my hips, up to my tapered waist, then wider, fitting my form around my chest. The school's crest, emblazoned and displayed proudly, high on my bust.

They acted as if they were looking at the crest... not what was underneath it. As if I didn't know what was really capturing their attention... I couldn't help it that I was big! They shouldn't go looking at me like that... it was rude!

They were trying to see through my pure white blouse, it was buttoned demurely... a single button had been left undone, just a hint of my cleavage could be seen... their eyes looking at it... then past it and slightly lower, looking for more!... always looking for more... more cleavage, bouncy breast's, hard nipples...I couldn't help the fact that they were stuck out, on high beam at the moment! Looking at my arse... my pussy...

As I passed they let their glance slip sideways... through the small gaps in the blouse, looking at my bra... then past that too, their eyes coveting the way my breast's rose up as each foot left the ground, lusting for them as they bounced downwards as each foot landed on the ground...
They oggled at the movement, almost salivating... it happened even though I was just walking the dog... not strutting or flaunting myself... they didn't meet my eye... their thoughts weren't pure!
No... their thoughts were dirty... involving the use of their penis's... on me, in me... I hid what I thought of them and about them, from them.

I knew they continued to cast their eyes at me, after I had passed. Looking at me, the tall, long-legged school-girl, walking the tall, long-legged dog... knowing they would be staring intently at my leg's, my thigh's, my bum... liking what they saw... wanting what they saw... wanting me, naked in their bed... naked, willing... naked, smiling at them... naked, with their cocks inside me...

I was just a tall girl...
It wasn't my fault, that I looked like I did!
What did they see in me anyway?
Did they see the real me?
No!, at least I hoped they didn't!
Still... maybe I could broaden my horizon's a litle... but not today!
It wasn't my fault that I wasn't ready for a man yet, despite what I looked like. The thought of men... like that... men's... penises... doing that... to me... no... no... I wasn't ready for that today!

I pictured paws handling me... touching me
Hhmmm!, no! not yet!...
Soon! but not yet!
I opened the gate and walked up the path, to the back door. I went into the kitchen, locking the door behind me.
I walked through the house... the dog and I walking silently on the deep carpet... the place was empty. I was alone, with the dog. "Mum" and Dad were still not home yet... probably "working late"... yeah... of course they were!
Still... it was working out , in my favour, for a change.
Perfect! in fact!

We returned to the kitchen. I pulled out a bar stool and bent over it, flipped up my dress and offered my body to the tall long dog... I'd been thinking about him, about doing it with him, all through my classes... all the way to his place and all the way back home!
This was the first time I'd been alone with him!
I couldn't wait any longer!
I couldn't wait to see what his reaction would be!
Was he wanting me as much as I'd been wanting him!
Taking him for a walk had just been the excuse that I needed to bring him home.

Would he be hard and fast? Pumping my pussy, his front paws wrapped around me... pulling me back onto it?
Or slow... maybe he would be gentle?
The others hadn't been!
Wham! Bam!, Thank you, Ma'am!...
Well, thank you, Miss! actually...
but Ma'am sound's better... doesn't it.

The feel of dog cock inside me and out... ball's slapping... my body being humped as he used me to satisfy himself...
Rubbing me, turning me on... even more than now!
How big would he be?
Just fingered sized... or a real heavy whopper that makes you eyes go wide in appreciation amd anticipation?




Huh!
He hadn't even noticed!
"Sultan!" I called him.
He padded over, his head level with mine... he brushed my butt with his nose...
I waited for him to continue...
Come on!, I'm hot for you!
I slapped my bum lightly...
Squeezed my cheeks and rotated them... reached forward... touched myself... yes! I was wet for him... my finger slipped inside myself, so easily.
Mm-hmm!
So ready!
Don't stop!, keep going, Mutt!!
What was wrong with him?
I slid off the bar stool, leaving a damp spot the shape and size... of me... beads of condensation... of arousal...

"Sultan!" I called to him again...
I sat on the floor, and spread my legs... attacking myself from the front, with my finger... two... three of them... beginning to pant, wanting him real bad by this stage... I extracted my fingers and looked at the mucous on them then waved my fingers under his nose... "Come on, boy!, it's party time!"
Now he licked my fingers!, "Yeah... good boy!, good boy!.... come get some, come and get me!!"
I lay back for him, spread my legs wider... spreading my pussy wide with my spare hand and luring him towards me with the tasty one.

He bent his head down and snuffled my pubic hair... snorting in the smell of my damp clit, exhaling air onto my twat. His breath was hot, gusting over me, feeling good, I heated up more inside at the thought of what was to come.
He started to lick my pussy, I spun around on the floor... now he was licking me from my clitorus to down my crack... a wonderful feeling as he applied downwards pressure with his head, nuzzling me to get more better access as his interest increased.

From the floor, I looked up at his golden, furred sheathe, imagining what surprise waited within it... waiting for me to discover the delight still hidden there.
I reached up and gently ran my hand along it... soft fur caressed my fingers, inviting me to explore him more. I squeezed my finger's together and was rewarded with the feel of him... the feel of his meat sliding along inside the sheathe... a small thing... I knew what to do about that though! I cupped his sheathe and sped up my hand movements, faster! faster! faster!... building up to the speed that dogs like to have sex at... three pumps per second... instantly I felt him thickening between my fingers and that involuntary hunching up of his body started to happen... he began pumping of his own volition, pre-cum starting to squirt from the end of his cock as it slid into view, moist with his own excitement. His big fuzzy ball's were hitting my hand.
Now he looked at me the way I wanted him to... I licked my lips, still fantasizing about how good this was going to be... Sultan sized me up, instinctively aiming himself at my sex... wetting me, mounting me...
Good boy!
I rolled away from him, feeling his front legs trying to straddle my back as I resumed my position... lying over the bar stool with my bum protuding out at him. The padded stool supported me, I heeared him squirting on it and then his tall legs melded with mine and we both moved together as he pumped his cock up against my body. I felt him sliding against the entrance, spreading me, sliding past it, sliding back... he slid it into me, now his pre-cum started to fill me as it squirted out of him. I smiled happily as he lubed me up, prepared me to receive the rest of him.

He gathered himself and plunged it further and further inside me, grunting and straining as he reached new depths... his nut's were slapping me, in time with his strokes. I gasped at the intensity...
His cock was so big!
So hard!
So rewarding!
The sped and force of him felt so good!

I used my finger's again, feeling his balls hitting them as I touched his cock, rubbed where my soaking wet lips were touching his meat, rubbed around my clit...
over it...
around it...
again,
again,
AGAIN,
MORE!,
HARDER!
HARDER, GIRL
DO HIM HARDER
THAT'S IT
PUMP THAT MEAT INTO YOURSELF!...
in time with the dog...
meeting my need,
adding to it...

Do it now!
faster,
faster,
faster!
Yes!
Yes!
More!
I couldn't stop,
didn't want to stop,
I wanted to come!
I needed to come!
Make me come!
Do it to yourself!
faster,
faster,
FASTER!
FASTER
I came!, almost falling off the bar stool as my body spasmed around his huge dick, I bucked and plunged myself backwards... unable to keep the sound inside me...
"Fuck me, Sultan!"
"FUCK ME!"
"GOOD DOG!"
I slipped to the side of the bar stool, collapsing to the ground, the dog still going for it as my body gripped his meat, convulsing with the pleasure... the feeling of his nice fat cock roughly smashing through my tensed muscles as they fluttered around his thick shaft...
closed my eyes... stretched out my neck and sighed at how wonderful it was, this time... my body quietly spasming to completion as the dog continued on... seeking his own orgasm...
Thank you, Sultan!
You're the best!
I love you!
"Good boy!"
"Good boy!"
"Bad Girl" said my Step-Mum, from behind me...