Chapter 8 - Abby's Rescue Mission

Ch8: Abby's Rescue Mission
 
Abby marched down the sun-bleached sidewalk.  She kept her eyes locked on the bushes where the dog had disappeared.  She was sure she had seen it!  She reached the spot and glanced around the suburban street; no one.  Abby pushed her way through the chest high hedge, scratching her legs and tearing her skirt.

"Aww fuck me."  She whined, pouting at the tear in the sheer, ruffled fabric of her short, black skirt.  Definitely not an outfit made for the wilderness, she lamented.  Though her favorite over-the-knee, black and red, argyle socks had protected her lower legs somewhat.

The rustling of leaves nearby refocused Abby's attention.  "Oh, there you are!"  She greeted the hefty grey dog cowering against the inside of the hedge a few yards away.  "What are you doing back here?"  Though it looked intimidating, she moved toward the dog without hesitation. Perhaps a pit-bull mix of some sort, she thought to herself.  The dog growled fearfully and began to retreat.

Abby paused, extending her open hand.  "It's ok."  She slowly approached the dog again as it hesitated.  "My name's Abby.  You look like a sweetheart."  The dog growled again, watching Abby's hand uncertainly.

"Are you ok?"  Abby continued.  "Look, I'm nice.  Can I help you?"  The dog tentatively sniffed Abby's hand.

"You've got a collar.  Kinda beat up. Do you have a tag? . . . No, hmmm . . . I can take you to the shelter though." The dog's broad snout sniffed Abby's hand for a long time.  He finally sat back and looked at her balefully.

"Aww I'm sorry baby.  I don't have any food for you.  I just saw you as I was driving by.  You're a good boy though, aren't you?"  Abby gently petted the dog's big head; scratching the base of his ears.

"Maybe I can help you another way though?"  Abby squatted down to look beneath the stocky dog.

"Yeah, I have another treat to make you feel better.  Definitely!"  Abby winked at the dog.  She leaned back, bracing herself with one hand on the ground while pulling the front of her skirt up with the other.

"See."  She said, nodding to her naked pussy exposed in front of the stray dog.  "You'll like it.  You like the lightning bolt design?  I thought it was cute when I shaved it."  The dog leaned forward; sniffing curiously.  Abby's dark pigtails jiggled merrily as she patted her smooth, pink pussy; enticing the dog forward.  He quickly obeyed.  His nose snuffled noisily in Abbey's warm, moistened slit.

"Ahhh."  Abby sighed with satisfaction.  "That's right, sweetie.  That's all yours."  The dog tried an exploratory lick.  Abby's juices must have met his tastes, because he quickly licked again and again and again; harder each time.  His flat tongue covered her entire pussy with each pass.

Abby let her head drop back as the dog slobbered on her pussy, blissfully closing her eyes.  Only a few moments later though, and the dog lunged onto her thigh, jolting her from her reverie.  She tumbled backward to the ground with an umph!  The dog paid no heed and continued to furiously hump her knee.

"You brute!"  Abby scolded the dog.  "I'm gonna call you Brutus from now on."  She could feel a hot, wet something jabbing her in the knee and shin; sliding across her skin.  "That's not how you do it, silly."  She admonished, trying to roll over.

The dog let go of Abby's thigh for a moment, but she had barely rolled to her side when it pounced again.  It gripped her hip fiercely, humping away at her butt cheek this time.  Its eager prick probed away beneath the short skirt.

"Ugh."  Abby groaned in exasperation.  "Calm down.  You'll get it!"  She struggled to turn further and climb to her hands and knees.  The dog refused to let go, but she managed to reposition his grip around her waist as she turned.

"There!  Ok, ok, hold on."  It felt like a fire poker was now slipping and sliding in her ass crack.  The excited dog's pre-cum sprinkled her butt cheeks beneath the hiked skirt.  Reaching beneath her, she skillfully redirected the dog's flailing cock.  A little more arch of the back and . . . Bingo.  The dog's cock darted in and out of her wet pussy.

Abby gasped, griping the dog's meat more firmly to keep it on target as the elated stray hunched forward.  It immediately buried its cock as deeply in Abby's tender pussy as it would go; its loaded balls slapping against her clit.

"Oooohhhhhhh!"  Abby screamed as the dog's cock ransacked her pussy.  It rapidly swelled to full size; spreading her labia wide with each thrust.  She could feel the tapered tip of the dog's cock touching her cervix, then battering against it.  She dropped her forearms to the leaf littered ground, pushing her ass back against the muscular dog's gyrating hips; skewering her pussy even further on the pounding cock.  She wanted it deeper.  She wanted it penetrating right into her womb.

"Mmmmmm!"  Abby moaned uncontrollably.  The panting dog did his best to oblige.  He rutted in her soft, young pussy as hard as he could; jamming his cock in deep and fast again and again.  Then he exploded.  His balls clenched and disgorged a hot load of cum deep inside Abby.  She squealed with delight, feeling the warm cum shoot into her and imaging it filling her womb.  The dog's now swollen knot locked his cock inside as he came; spewing jets of dog semen into the girl's hungry cunt.

Abby squeezed the thick dog cock inside her and came hard herself.  Despite the brief fuck, the savagery of it almost always sent her over the edge, particularly when her pet came.  She loved the feeling of an animal shooting its hot seed inside her.

Her body now quivered like a leaf as she came; her pussy milking the dog's cock for all it was worth.  It clutched desperately at the hard, pulsing intruder filling it, as the dog rested on her up-turned ass; panting.

After a few moments, Abby's breathing slowed and her moans quieted.

"That looked like fun."

Abby's head jerked up; pigtails swinging.  The dog glanced up unconcernedly.  A tall, African American woman looked down over the top of the hedge onto the bestial scene.  The dog decided this was his cue to leave, and hopped off Abby's back.

"Oww, no no no!"  Abby cried, realizing they were still stuck together.  The dog's knot, still locked inside her pussy, tugged painfully as it turned around.

"Stay!"  The older woman commanded the dog.  The savage looking pit-bull gazed at the newcomer, then back at Abby's ass.  Luckily he seemed content to stay where he was now.

The surprise and discomfort behind her, Abby was able to regain her composure.  "This is a bit awkward ma'am.  Would you mind giving us some privacy?"

"Honey, if you wanted privacy, you should have fucked your dog at home."  The woman responded, not budging an inch.

"Oh, he's not my dog."  Abby informed the woman.  "I just found him here.  Poor thing."  At that moment, the dog's knot had finally shrunk enough to pop free.  Its cock slid from Abby's pussy with a slurp.

The woman smiled; clearly amused.  "My name's Stephanie.  Why don't you bring the poor thing to my house?"





