The Persistent Doggy - S01 E12

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The Persistent Doggy - S01 E12

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12

"Is he friendly?" Marcie asked.

Elizabeth stroked Rascal's cock and gave it a quick kiss. "Oh, he's very friendly!

"No one will care, I have two dogs, and so does Rachael. Don't worry about it! I'm so excited for you, and looking forward to meeting your new friend. What's his name?"

"Just Doggy," Elizabeth said. "Well, I call him Doggy, but his real name is 'Rascal."

"I'll tell you what, I'll bring some homemade treats for Rascal, and how about if I bring those little sandwiches everyone likes?"

That would be great! Thank you! I'll stop at the store tomorrow and pickup wine, snacks, and desert. Oh, thank you for reminding me!"

"That's why I'm the club president. Always on top of things!"

Elizabeth praised her, while silently thinking, "You are the president because you're bossy, nit-picky, and everyone calls you a 'cunt' behind your back.

They said their goodbyes and Elizabeth told Rascal all about her book-club, the books they are reading, and all the gossip about the club's members while Rascal licked her juicy cunt until she came.

Elizabeth glanced at the clock. People should be arriving shortly. Marcie would be first, she's always the first.

"Get down, Doggy!" Elizabeth scolded. "I don't have time to play with you right now!" She knew what Rascal wanted. He wanted her hands, her mouth, or her sweet-smelling pussy wrapped around his hard dog-cock. "It's your own fault you didn't cum at lunch, and now, you'll just have to wait!"

She fretted about Rascal's hard doggy-cock embarrassing her, and decided to quickly get him off before her guests arrived. She squatted down to jack-him off. He kissed her face. "Don't ruin my make-up!" she scolded. She was proud of her make-up today. She was wearing a bit more than usual. She felt so much more sensual and sexier lately.

Elizabeth stroked Rascal cock, pointing it away from her, and Elizabeth stroked Rascal cock, pointing it away from her, and hoping she had enough time. His cock began to swell and stiffen. Elizabeth stroked him faster, trying to make him cum, when the doorbell rang.

"Oh no! She's here already!" Elizabeth whined. Rascal took off barking towards the door and Elizabeth licked her fingers, smoothed her dress, and met him there. "Now, don't embarrass me," she hissed. "I'll take care of you later! I promise, Doggy!" She opened the door, hoping Marcie wouldn't notice Rascal's long. hard, doggy-dick.

"Hello, Lizzy" Marcie said, handing Elizabeth a tray of sandwiches and a bag of dog-treats. She then squatted down to meet Rascal, who promptly shoved his nose in her crotch.

"Oh! Oh my! He is friendly!" Marcie sald smiling, and pushing the dog away from her groin.

"OMG! I'm so sorry, Marcie," Elizabeth said. She was mortified! "Doggy! Stop that! Stop that, right now!"

"It's OK," Marcie said, "he's just excited to see me." She glanced at his aroused doggy-cock. "Very excited to see me!"

Elizabeth tittered nervously. She set down the tray of sandwiches and allowed Marcie to give Rascal a treat. Then, the two women sat down to chat for a while

"What made you adopt a dog?" Marcie asked.

"Oh, just lonely, I guess...." Elizabeth muttered. Her face was bright red. Rascal was trying to continue his examination of her friend Marcie's pussy. Marcie had to pushed him away twice before finally commanding him: "No! Sit! Rascal, sit!"

To Elizabeth's surprise, Rascal sat down obediently, looking at Marcie and wagging his tail. His long, pink, penis, was very apparent.

"He's very excitable, Lizzy" Marcie said. "Are you going to have him fixed?"

"Fixed?" Elizabeth asked. She wasn't familiar with the term.

"Have his balls cut off, so he doesn't... do... that. She twirled a finger, in the direction of Rascal's erection.

"Cut them off? No, couldn't! I wouldn't!" Elizabeth said, surprised that people actually do such a thing to poor doggies.

"Well, he certainly needs training," Marcie sald. "And a firm hand," she added, while thinking, 'and so do you.'

"Yes! Yes, he does! He can be a very naughty Doggy sometimes," Elizabeth agreed. "I've not had time.... I mean... he can be so..., you know?"

Before Marcie could ask any more questions, the doorbell rang, signaling other guests have arrived. Elizabeth invited them in while Marcle did her best to keep Rascal under control. It was not an easy task. He was very inquisitive about all the fresh pussy entering his home. He wanted to sniff and lick each one.

With all the female scent in the air, it wasn't long before Rascal's long, hard, pink, pointed, dog-cock became quite noticeable to everyone. There were several titters, a guffaw, and a snort, from the ladies.

Elizabeth tried to keep her guests engaged, prompting them to comment on *********** passages from the book they were assigned to read, but soon, decided she had to deal with Rascal and his attention seeking erection.

"Come on, Rascal," she said, standing up. "You can help me in the kitchen. Let's leave the ladies alone for a while. Sorry about Doggy. He's not used to guests."

Rascal followed her, putting his nose up her skirt as she walked into the kitchen. Elizabeth's face flushed with embarrassment.

Once they reached the privacy of the kitchen, Elizabeth turned around, shaking her finger at Rascal.

"Doggy, you have to behave yourself"

Rascal smiled at her. He wanted to fuck. He barked. He barked again and pawed at her thigh. Rascal didn't understand why she was refusing him. Was it because of the other musky, sweet- smelling, women in the house today? Rascal didn't care. He was willing to fuck any of them, or all of them. Especially that blond bitch. She smelled like she's in heat, and her milk-makers are very large. They will easily feed an entire litter of his pups.

The woman who fucked and fed him was still making those noises with her mouth. He barked again and shoved his nose under her skirt, trying to lick her.