Doggie - S01 E09

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Doggie - S01 E09

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9

Claire’s mom was waiting for her. “So, how was the date?” she asked. She had heard the car door slam.

“Fine,” Claire said. “I don’t want to talk about it right now.” She went to her room. Duke followed her. Claire called him up on her bed where she hugged him tight and cried softly into his fur, so her mother couldn’t hear her sobbing.

Claire avoided her mom all the next day. Her mother knew she would come to her when she was ready to talk. It didn’t take long. Claire came to her sobbing Sunday afternoon.

“What’s wrong, Claire?” Darlene asked.

“Tony!” Claire sobbed. “Our date last night!”

“He didn’t do anything to you, did he?” her mother asked sharply.

“No! Yes!” Claire said. “Oh, mom! Tiffany just texted me! Tony’s telling everyone we had sex!”

“Hmmm, I see. Did you?” Darlene asked delicately.

“No!” Claire said, but then added. “Well, yes. A little. He was trying to feel me up at the movie theater, but I wouldn’t let him. Then, he took me to ‘make-out-meadows’ but all we did was kiss and stuff.”

Darlene had a good idea what kind of ‘stuff’ Claire and Tony did at make-out-meadows. Her dates used to take her there too.

“So, you did some stuff. Did you have intercourse?”

“No. He wanted to, but I told him I wouldn’t.”

“Oral sex?”

“No.”

“First base?”

“…Yes…”

“Second base?”

Claire pouted. “Yes,” she admitted, remembering his hand and lips on her breasts.

“Third base?"

“Yes.” His fingers really felt good in her pussy.

“So, no home run, no intercourse?”

“No.”

“Then…what happened?”

“He put his hand in my panties, and he put my hand on his thing and made me, you know…,”

“Jack him off?”

“Yes! I’m so sorry mom!” Claire sobbed. “He was so cute and such a good kisser! I tried to stop him but he wanted to have sex with me so bad, I just thought I could, you know…, use my hand and…”

“Yes, I know,” Darlene said softly. “The lessor of many evils.”

“Exactly!” Darlene said. “But Tony is telling everyone I did all kinds of stuff with him! He even called me a ‘slut!’ Everyone at school is going hear about it!”

“Hmm,” her mother thought. “Did you say the word ‘no?’”

“Yes, more than once!” Claire said. “But, he kept trying. And it was too far to walk home. But, he didn’t hurt me or anything. We were just kissing and… things got out of hand.”

“And were those stains on your blouse, his ahh…, semen?”

Claire’s mouth opened in surprise.

“I found it in the dirty laundry basket and sewed your button back on,” her mother said softly.

“Yes…, it was.”

“Ok. Here’s how I see it. He raped you. You said ‘no.’ Forcing himself on you, making you do things you didn’t want to do, and putting his fingers where they don’t belong; that’s considered rape, especially after you told him not to. So, option one, we put him in jail.”

“Oh, mom! I don’t know about that!” Claire said. She envisioned herself in a courtroom and being harassment and shamed at school. It might be the right thing to do, but…

“OK, option two. But if you chose it, you have to be strong, Claire! When I was in school, here’s how we handled this kind of thing. You just tell everyone he’s mad at you and telling lies because you laughed when you saw his little dick and then he couldn’t get it hard.”

“Mom!”

“Tell everyone who asks. Text all of your friends. And tell that asshole if he tries that shit with you or any other girl, he’s going to jail for a long time where he can be raped by men a lot bigger than he is. And tell your friend Tiffany what happened – how he tried force you into having sex and how you said ‘no,’ Got it? Tell him you told your mother and your friends what he tried to do to you, and your mother wants to press charges for rape if he doesn’t take it all back.”

“Wow, mom. You’re pretty devious. That’s a really good idea!” Claire was excited. “I’ll do it, but I hope it works!”

“It will, trust me,” Darlene said. “If it doesn’t, we still have the first option.”

Claire came home from school Monday humming to herself happily. She had done what her mother said and it worked out much better than she expected. First, her friends started teasing Tony in school, calling him ‘PD’ for pencil-dick and sizing him up with their finger and thumb mere inches apart. And, when Tony confronted her in the cafeteria and called her a ‘fucking slut,’ Claire loudly replied, so everyone could hear, that he was just mad at her because she laughed at his little dick. When he threatened her, a handsome senior grabbed him by his shirt and pushed Tony against the wall. The boy then told her ‘If this little-dicked piece of shit bothers you again, you just let me know!” After the boy left, Claire whispered into Tony’s ear and told him if he didn’t tell everyone he lied she would have him charged with rape and have the cute senior boy kick his ass too! Tony grew even paler and promised he’d take it all back.

“Oh, Duke!” Claire said when Duke came to greet her. She squatted down and hugged him tightly. With her school problems solved, Claire turned to the only boyfriend she ever had, Duke.

“Thanks for listening to my silly old boy problems and making me feel so much better over the weekend, Duke.”

Duke licked her face and Claire kissed him back.

“And, I’m sorry I neglected you,” Claire said, while rubbing his belly. “I thought I needed a boy to make me happy, when all I need is you!” Claire ran her fingers down to Duke’s hairy sheath and felt his dick already growing. “Oh, poor boy!” she said. “You’re as horny as I am, aren’t’ you boy?”

Duke barked.

“Hmm,” Claire said. “Do you want to play our game again?”

Duke cocked his head and looked at her. He remembered the words ‘play’ and ‘game.’ It was usually followed by…

“Want to play Sniff-the-Bitch?”

“Bark! Bark!”

Claire peeled off her panties where she stood and positioned her pussy in front of Duke’s long, handsome, snout. “Sniff-the-Bitch, boy! Sniff-your-Bitch!” Claire felt Duke’s cold, wet, nose pressing against her warm gash. She liked the cold feeling against her hot, little, pussy. And she knew his cold nose would soon be replaced with his warm tongue!

“Oh, Duke,” Claire sighed. “You would never tell anyone our secrets, would you boy?” Claire said, leading Duke to her bedroom, but taking the long way, through the living room, around the entryway, through the kitchen and down the long hallway to her room. Duke sniffed her warming cunt whenever Claire would pause long enough to let him. He was aching to taste her essence once again, but knew he had to wait until she allowed him to.

In her room, Claire stripped off her clothes and danced around her room, with Duke playfully following her while being encouraged to ‘Sniff-the-Bitch.’ Claire finally decided she had teased Duke long enough; they were both aroused now. She put her steaming cunt in front of Duke.

“Lick-the-Bitch, Duke!” she said. “Lick-your-Fucking-Bitch!”

Duke lapped at her cunt eagerly and Claire moaned, “Ahhhhh! So fucking good!” Her clit tingled when Duke ran his tongue over it, searching for the entrance to her sweet honey-hole.

Claire considered how she had been so silly for falling for a stupid boy who could never lick her cunt as well as Duke. And, he was always there for her and never told anyone what a horny, nasty, slut she was! She suddenly realized she didn’t need a boyfriend as long as she had him.

“Oh Duke! Oh, my sweet doggy lover!” Claire said, stepping away from him before he could make her cum. She was ready to cum. She had been horny for five days now without relief. And so had Duke.

“You always please me and never leave me hanging like that asshole, Tony! And to think I was almost ready to suck his dick!” Claire ran her fingers up and down her slit. Her knees were getting weak. She needed to lay down and spread her legs for Duke. She needed to cum!