Dog Daze

by zooman

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Dariela Dequilica Absinthe Au’fair led a charmed life, so it would seem. The daughter of the king of a small nation on Splethe, she lived in a giant floating castle high in the mountains. She was technically a princess, I suppose, being the daughter of a king, but this kingship was an elected post, and his titles were pretty much honorary. He had achieved fame due to the kingdoms financial successes during his tenure, and it was pretty much expected that he would be re-elected into the foreseeable future.

His terms were ten years long, and he’d been king long enough that it was all Dariela could remember. Her whole life, plus some. She loved her beautiful home, and her life as the daughter of a king. Occasionally things were expected of her, she’d christened a few dozen starships, and even a few old fashioned ships, things like that.

Splethe was a voluntary feudalism, everyone there, everyone on the planet was there because they wanted to be. The serfs were willing to be serfs because everything they needed was provided for them, the knights (well, they were called knights, although they were modern soldiers and warriors) were in the military voluntarily, you get the picture. It was a nice place to live, all in all.

A town had grown up around the castle, of course. The parliament had finally moved there, just to be close to the king. The town finally turned into a city, a beautiful well-planned, nicely laid out city.

Life was pleasant for most of the people of Splethe. Splethe was, as was most of the Sphere, a post-scarcity society, everything pretty much was made available to it’s people, for a cheap price. The Longevity drug Vinthe was available to one and all, and the only restriction really was population growth. People were allowed two children, to maintain ZPG. If they wanted more, the birth lottery was available.

*****

Dariela had one older brother, Jackint. Her parents played the lottery, but hadn’t come up lucky, yet. They still hoped for another child, though. They didn’t worry about it, they were young, and had their whole extended life in front of them.

Dariela grew up cared for by a small army of nursemaids and attendants, but she still saw her parents every day. They didn’t want to get so busy that they totally estranged themselves from their own children. But, still, Dariela’s childhood wasn’t really typical… she’d always been able to pretty much get whatever she wanted, and, to a large degree, she was probably spoiled. She was well behaved, and well mannered, just a bit spoiled.

Dariela was ten years old. Well, physically, she was ten years old. Vinthe muddied the waters, and made things like that kind of hard to judge, any more. In the real world, almost thirty years had passed since she was born. But her body, slowed by Vinthe, was about ten. She was just entering puberty. Her body was waking up, and beginning the long transformation to adulthood. On Vinthe, that would take another twenty years or thirty years. Her mind was sharp, and grown up to a degree, Vinthe did keep you young, somewhat, mentally, but a thirty year old is going to have a much wider experience base than a traditional ten year old. Let’s just say that Dariela was ten, going on thirty.

Dariela had, as many children do, an awakening interest in her own body, and the things that it could do for her. She’d accidentally discovered masturbation, a year or two ago, and now she couldn’t seem to get to sleep without wiggling her finger on her little clit until she had a nice orgasm. She was interested in her body as it formed and matured, and the bodies of the people around her. She was getting more and more ready to learn about sex, and the mysterious things of the grown-up world.

Her implant brought most of that right into her head, luckily for her, her parents had turned off the child monitors years ago, and there was now no restrictions on the things she could look at. She’d spent hours surfing picture sites of grown-up men, and their magnificent… organs of reproduction. That fascinated her for some reason. She’d even gotten over into the enhanced sections, the men with enormous penises, and women with huge oversize clits and nipples. She was kind of a little pervert, for a ten year old. Weird, out-of-the ordinary stuff fascinated her. She wondered what real sex would be like, what it would feel like. She hoped it was at least as good as what she did every night.

Dariela was slightly enhanced, herself, a few changes had been made here and there in her DNA before she was conceived. She had a fairly oversize clit, as did most women nowdays, and she had clitoral tissue around her asshole, as, once again, most women did. The asshole was pretty much just a pleasure center any more, since most people had, as Dariela did, disposers, tiny wormholes in their ileum and bladders that removed waste products before they exited the body traditionally.

Dariela was just discovering that her little asshole could give her as much pleasure as her clit, and she’d began playing with her ass in bed, also. Her masturbation skills were probably pretty advanced for a ten-year old, she had learned how pleasurable correctly aimed streams of water could be, making bath time funner than ever. Some of her toys were modified for masturbation aids, things that vibrated, or were the right size and shape. Dariela could, because of her status, spend a lot of time alone, and she had a reputation now, as a loner. Nobody realized that she was usually furiously masturbating, alone in her rooms.

*****

One day she went down to the moat beneath the castle, and tossed stones into the water. She heard a noise, and turned around. It was Bentley! She loved Bentley, and all the other guard beasts. He was a modified dog-man, half beast and half man, a clone created in a lab. He was almost as smart as a human, but still, as a drone, a clone, he didn’t have quite as many rights as a human. He wasn’t exactly a slave, he had the freedom to choose his own path, his own destiny, and he was paid for the work he did. Most beast folk just found it easier to work for a living, as did he.

Bentley approached Dariela, and bowed low. He loved the little girl, they had had a special friendship for a long time. He loved to play with her, and explore the woods behind the castle with her.

“Bentley! Let’s go for a walk!” Dariela said, and climbed back up into the castle to the kitchen for picnic basket and some drinks.

She returned, picked up Bentley, and sent an away post to the castle board via her implant. They headed around behind the castle, and through a gate, and were soon deep in the woods. They had a special place of their own, a little half-cave covered over by shrubbery, and no one had ever bothered them there. They sat, and had lunch, and sipped canned drinks.

“Bentley, you smell good today!” said Dariela, putting her face into his soft fur.

“Saturnday. Bath day.” growled Bentley, laughing. His fur felt soft and warm. She lay back on him, looking out the cave entrance.

“Bentley It’s so boring sometimes. I’m ready for stuff to happen. Grown-up stuff.”

“What mean?” asked Bentley

“I dunno, really. I’m just ready. It sucks being a kid. I’ve been a kid forever.”

“Being kid not bad. No duties,” said Bentley.

“True… but still… gets old,” said Dariela. She looked down at herself. She’d put on a one-piece leotard, and it was already dirty. She didn’t care much, it was a disposable. On impulse, and because it felt kind of naughty, she stripped it off, and lay back on Bentley, naked.

“Clothes gone,” said Bentley. She wondered if he was surprised. He’d probably never seen her naked before.

“Yes, clothes gone. Clothes suck,” she said, laughing at him. Her mind churned. She’d told the truth. She was ready for things to start happening. She thought about the boys in town. Some of them in school she liked. Some of them were very nice to her. More than just being nice just because she was the king’s daughter. She could tell some of them really liked her. She just didn’t know how to go about getting together with them. She’d had kids to the castle, lots of time, for play dates and parties and such things. But there was never an opportunity to be alone with anybody. She realized how much she wanted that to happen.

“Bentley, you got it made. You got an easy life,” she said, looking at the man-beast. He made a funny inquisitive noise.

“Life not wine and roses for Bentley,” he said. “Want things too sometimes. Want be free, explore and run and meet new people. Feel lonesome sometimes.”

“Awww,” said Dariela. She felt sorry for him. She wondered what she could do to cheer him up.

She sat up, and turned. He lay on his side, and she looked down at him. She looked at his penis, or rather the sheath that his penis was inside of. And those funny ball things. She hesitantly reached out, and cupped his balls in her hand. They felt so soft and warm, she thought.

“What do that for?” asked Bentley, turning his head.

“Just because,” she said. “Just because I wonder about stuff like that. Bentley. Show me your weenie. Please?”

He was silent for a while. Finally, he said, “Weenie? You mean cock?”

“Yes, cock,” she said. She’d heard that word before. She felt a secret thrill in saying it out loud. Cock, she said over and over in her head. Cock.

“Cock stay inside until I sniff girls,” he said. “Then cock come out.”

“Bentley! I’m a girl! Sniff me!” She spread her knees apart, on the ground, and indicated her little pussy.

“Girl-dogs,” corrected Bentley. He laughed gently at her. He wasn’t upset by this, even though it wasn’t in the normal parameters of his judgment structure. It had never happened to him before.

“Bentley, here,” Dariela said, crawling over in front of him. She lay back on the ground, and spread her legs wide, right in front of him.

“I’m not a girl-dog, but try, at least. Sniff me. Lick me, if you want,” she said, kind of hoping he would. That might feel good.

He put his muzzle down into her crotch, and sniffed deeply. Almost immediately he sat up a little, and breathed her in again.

“Do I smell good?” she asked, and he growled in assent.

“Smell good as girl-dogs. Smell sexy,” he said, and she felt his tongue on her genitals. Oh, she thought, that feels way good. Better than when I do it.

His wet slobbery tongue licked all up and down her little pussy, and finally settled on her clit. Her nice big fat clit. Somehow he knew. She felt a jerk in her legs, and realized that she was going to cum if he kept doing that.

“Bentley, please do that until I have a cum,” she said, and he growled again. I must really taste good, she thought. She hadn’t had a bath since last night, she knew she’d be kind of sweaty, and figured he liked that. He did. He slurped and licked all the way down to her asshole, and she lifted her butt up so he could lick her there. Oh, that feels good, she thought.

The closer she got to cumming the more he licked her clit, until she just exploded. It felt so great to her to have somebody else doing the work, and for some reason it felt sexy to have Bentley licking her. She shook and trembled and sighed to herself, lost in her body, loving the feeling. A minute went by, then another, and finally she came down from the high of her enhanced orgasm.

“Bentley, that felt really good,” she said. “We gotta do this more often.” Every damn day, she thought. We will do this every day from now on. She had opened her window before, and let him jump into her room. She could do that. That, and meet with him here.

She finally sat up, and looked down at him in surprise. His penis was sticking out! It looked so cool to Dariela, all glistening and red, sticking out from the sheath six or seven inches. She cautiously reached down and touched the slickness of it. Bentley softly growled assent, and she rubbed and stroked the hard shaft.

“Feel good. Do that,” said Bentley, and she laughed.

“You like your weenie played with?” she asked. He nodded.

“Feel good. Make stuff come out,” he said. Yes, she thought, semen. That stuff is called semen. That might be fun. She continued to stroke him. A little more of his weenie slid from the sheath. His leg twitched, like he had an itch, in time with her strokes. She giggled.

“Bentley,” she said, an idea forming in her head. “Do you think you could put your cock inside me? Could you do that without hurting me?”

“Bentley think not,” he said, disappointing her. “You not girl-dog. Bentley just fuck girl-dogs.”

She was secretly thrilled to hear the word fuck. She knew what fucking was. She’d watched people do it, on the net. She thought it looked like fun. Once again, in her head, she said the word over and over. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“But if you did, would it hurt?”

“Bentley not hurt you. It just not done. Have heard of such, but usually not done.”

“Bentley… please… just try. I’ll lay down here, and you crawl on top of me.”

She did just that, laying down on her back, and spreading her legs wide. He stood up, and approached, stepping over her legs. His body was finally positioned directly over hers. He lowered himself, and she felt his huge, heavy body pressing down on her. It actually felt good. She felt his cock pressing into her crotch, a little high, actually. She scooted down some. She reached down with one hand, and grasped his hard cock, trying to find the entrance to her body with it. Finally she felt it slide into her slit.

“Okay, now push… gently…” she said. Bentley grunted.

“Bentley be gentle with Dariela. Speak if… pain happens…”

“I will,” she said. She felt his insistent organ push against her, slightly inside the entrance to her pussy. Something was stopping it. He pushed a little harder, and she felt a stab of pain.

“Oh… Bent…” she said, and he stopped immediately. The pain subsided, and it hadn’t been too bad, anyway. She didn’t know it, but her hymen had just ruptured. She was enhanced, though, and it would grow back, and be ready again tomorrow.

He didn’t move, until she finally shrugged, underneath him. “More, Bentley… put it in more…” she finally said, and he began to push again. His cock wasn’t enormous, and actually a little slimmer than a normal human cock. It was just perfect for fucking a virgin, in fact. He pressed it deeper and deeper into her body, and she shivered in pleasure. It felt so good, she thought, to be filled with him. It felt… super sexy.

He was finally at the bottom. Thankfully, unlike a real dog, his penis didn’t swell up into a bulb. He began to gently pump her, moving it in and out, and she twitched and shivered again.

“Oh, Bentley… keep doing that…” she said. “That feels great!”

He fucked her for a long, long time. Finally she felt another orgasm start, and lost herself in it. Sometimes in the middle of it he came, too, and filled her little cunt until semen pistoned out of it onto, running down the crack of her ass to the ground.

She finally came to, laying on the ground, the dog-man comfortably on top of her.

“Bentley, that was great!” she said. “We are going to do that every chance we get, from now on. Did you like it?”

“Bentley like. As good as girl-dogs. Maybe better,” he pronounced, his lips curling back into a big grin. She laughed with him. It had been a lot of fun. My first sex, she thought. My first sex with another person. Well, not a person… a dog-man. I just got fucked by a dog-man. The thought turned her one some more. She felt like she’d made a major discovery, in her life.

He finally carefully stepped off of her, and she sat up. She felt moisture on her pussy, and looked down, to see his sperm all over the outside of it, and running out of her slit. She giggled, and he looked as apologetic as a beast-man can.

“Bentley sorry about mess,” he said. “Here.” He slowly, gently leaned towards her, and lapped his own sperm up, carefully cleaning her young cunt, even licking insider her as far as he could.

“Thank you, Bentley,” she said, and stood. She hugged him. “And thanks for the… the sex. It was super fun. We are gonna do it again, every chance we get.”

“Good,” Bentley said. “Bentley like. Dariela fun… fun to fuck!”

*****

That became a daily habit for the two of them. Every day they snuck out, usually departing the castle separately, met at the cave, and fucked themselves silly. Dariela felt like she was getting good at the sex thing. She was really wondering, now, what it would be like with another person, instead of a dog. She would just have to do something about that, she decided.

*****

The man that ran the every day life of the castle, Majordomo Birkenstein, had entered into a life pact with a local woman, and had four children by her, being lucky enough to win the birth lottery not once but twice. Their youngest boy was often at the castle, now he was old enough to work occasionally for spending money, and he took odd jobs here and there, mostly handed to him by his father, of course. He was about sixteen, physically, and one day he was outside scraping paint from a storage shed when Dariela and Bentley walked by. Dariela stopped and talked to him, she had played with him often when he was younger, and knew him fairly well.

“Hello, Dien!” she said, pleased to see him. He greeted her, and they made small talk. Bentley wandered away, sniffing in the grass here and there for rabbits. Dien had taken his shirt off in the hot sun, and Dariela admired his strong, muscular chest. She was horny, but she didn’t know it yet.

“Dien…” she finally said. He looked at her and nodded.

“Dien… you got a girlfriend?”

“Well… yes and no… Teresadawn Tassle, from town… she’s kinda my girlfriend, mine and Thommas Millster’s… she’s his, this week…”

Dariela giggled. That was kinda silly, she thought, sharing a girl, when there were just as many girls around as guys. She wondered if Dien was having sex with the girl. What the hell, she’d just ask.

“Dien… are you… doin’ it with her? You know, it?” He looked distinctly uncomfortable with that line of questioning.

“No… she’s not that kinda girl, she says. She says we gotta wait, or something…”

“Too bad. It’s fun.”

“It’s fun? Dariela, have you done it?”

She was suddenly shy, and looked about coyly. “Well… kinda… it’s a long story…”

“I got time,” he said, stopping his work and giving her his full attention.

“I can’t really tell… it’s kinda complicated… anyway, like I said, it’s fun, it’s great fun… you should find a girl that’ll do it…”

“I wish I could. Tell me where.”

She giggled. Right here is one, she thought. She looked at him again. He was a hunk, she realized, without really knowing all the parameters of hunkiness. I’d do that, she thought. I’d do that.

“Dien… is there some place we around here we can go and be alone?” she asked, shyly looking at the ground.

He gulped, and looked around. There was the stables, he thought. Nobody ever went in there, since we don’t have any horses any more…

“There’s the stables…” he said, wondering why she needed privacy. Was she going to tell him her sexual adventures? He had to admit, that was kind of sexy to think about.

“Follow me, in a few minutes,” she said, heading for the stables. He returned to work, and in a few minutes he made his way to the stables, making sure no one had seen him or was following him.

“Over here,” she said, and he went to one of the tack rooms, where she was. She’d spread some saddle blankets out on the floor, and now she was sitting cross-legged on one. He looked at her slim form, covered by a tight, form-fitting leotard, her usual choice of clothing. He thought to himself, for the first time, what a cute sexy little thing she is. No tits to speak of, just two little lumps beginning… but a nice little ass, and nice long strong legs… she’s going to be a real heart-breaker someday…

Dien had had a few girlfriends, before the recalcitrant Teresadown… he’d got to play around a little, and even to squeeze one girl’s boobs a little bit… he was a teenaged boy, though, and pretty much all he thought of was sex. He even sniffed his own mother’s panties ever chance he got, every time he found them, for god’s sake. He was a typical teenaged sex maniac.

He closed the simple wooden door, and was pleased to see a lock on the inside. He locked it. I’m locked in with this cute little girl, now… he thought. He wished she was a little older, and he wished she wanted to… play around.

“Dien…” she kept her voice low. “I just thought we might… spend some time by ourselves. Tell me what you’ve done, with girls… please?”

Shit, he thought. She wants to hear about my sexual adventures? I wish I had more to tell her… I guess I can make some shit up. He was pleased and surprised and mildly scandalized to think about talking sex with the little girl… the princess, no less. Shit, he thought. This is cool. He wondered how much she really knew about sex.

“Dariela… there’s really not a lot to tell… Teresadawn thinks we should wait, like I said, for some silly reason. But Delta Hammersmith… when I was with her, she let me feel her boobs and everything. She was so cool.”

“Why aren’t you still with her?” Dariela asked.

“Awww, she got some older guy… she’s a sex maniac, now…”

Dariela giggled. Just the kind of girlfriend most guys would want.

“Dien… you ever done it? For real?”

“Naw… like I said… Dariela you said you had, kinda… what’d you mean? Tell me, please…”

She squirmed. Now that it was time to talk, she was suddenly shy. She didn’t want to totally freak Dien out… she didn’t want to just come out and say, “I’m fucking the dog.” She didn’t know how to gently break the news to him. She didn’t have much fear he’d tell on her, she’d done other crazy stuff around him, like steal shit, and he’d never told. She felt pretty safe with him, she knew him that well.

“Well… Dien… it’s kinda weird, I know… but… it’s Bentley…” That drew a blank from him. She couldn’t believe he didn’t know who Bentley was.

“Bentley? You know, the guard dog? I was with him while ago… Bentley.”

He looked at her, shocked. She smiled gently. “Yah, I know it’s weird. But… it’s lots of fun. He makes me feel… really good…”

“You… are… gettin’ fucked? By a beast-man? By a dog?” he seemed to be in shock. She giggled some more. This was actually fun, blowing his mind like this.

“Yeah… you should try it… well, not like I do it, maybe you should find a beast-girl and try her…” she giggled helplessly thinking about Dien fucking a girl-dog.

“Damn, girl… that is… pretty freaky…”

“Yeah, I know… but we seem to be gettin’ pretty good at it…”

“Damn,” Dien said, one last time. “I’d almost… like to see that…”

“Well… you can, I suppose, just follow me into the woods someday… but I was actually thinkin’ about us doin’ about the same thing. You wanna try it?”

“Do I?” he said, looking at the slim young girl in front of him. “Do I ever!”

Dariela had stripped her leotard off without thought or reservation. She stood before him, naked as the day she was born. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was beautiful, he thought. Even if she didn’t have any tits. Her little nipples, though… he hungrily thought about how they would feel, in his mouth. They were puffy little blobs of pink flesh, almost hard looking… he knew they would feel incredible in his mouth.

Her little slit was just the lightest shade of pink… he could see her two little pussy lips disappear beneath her body… Oh shit, he thought, oh, don’t let me fuck this up. Let me make it worth while to her, to her and to me.

He was almost embarrassed to strip in front of her, but he finally drew his pants down, and stepped out of them. His underwear was tenting out where his hard cock was, and he slowly drew them down, his cock springing free. She giggled and he giggled back. This was too cool, he thought, I’m gonna fuck a princess. The princess. And I’m gonna fuck her. Did you get that? I’m gonna fuck her.

She was drawn immediately to his cock. She grabbed it with both hands. It felt super to her, hard and soft, hot and cool, all at the same time. She stroked down the length of it, to the cap, and then back to his wiry pubic hair. He sighed in pleasure. She jacked it, back and forth, and he really sighed, then. Damn, he thought, how come it took me this long to get this far? This little girl was here all along, and I just noticed her.

Dariela finally dropped to her knees. This was something she’d spent a lot of time looking at, on the net. She’d wondered for a year now what a cock would feel like, in her mouth. Now was the time to find out.

She opened her mouth, and sucked him in with any misgivings whatsoever. He literally moaned, at that point. I’m doing that, she told herself, I’m making him feel that good. That damn good. She ran his cock back out to the cap, and then sucked it back in. In and out, in and out she went, for the longest time. He just sighed and gasped and moaned, and she knew it felt good. She idly let her finger wander down to her cunt, and mashed her clit, feeling waves of pleasure from inbetween her legs. Damn, that feels good. Damn.

“Dariela…” he finally said. “I don’t wanna… cum in your mouth, if we’re gonna do it. You gotta stop…” he didn’t really want her to stop, but he knew he would cum soon if she didn’t. She let his cock drop from her mouth, and smiled up at him.

“Did you like that?” she asked, and he nodded vigorously. “Hell yeah. It was… intense. You are the best.”

She laughed softly to herself. She dropped down to her butt, and then lay back on the blankets. Now, she thought. Now, comes the good part.

“Dariela… darling…” he said. “I wanna fuck you, bad… but I want to taste you first. Can I?”

Oh, hell yeah, she thought. For an answer, she just smiled and spread her pussy lips with her hands. He dropped to his knees before her, put his face down, and drew her scent into his nose. Damn, she smelled good. He tentatively reached his tongue out, and tasted heaven. Double damn, she tasted good. Way better than she smelled. He could get hooked on this. He was hooked, after just one taste. He lapped and slurped all down her juicy cunt, to her asshole, and licked it, hard. He instinctively pushed his tongue into it, fighting against her sphincter, tasting her musty, sweaty ass taste. Damn, all her tastes were incredible. For a little girl, he thought, she was one tasty little bitch.

This went on for a long, long time. She just lay back and let the pleasure of it sweep her away. Time stood still for her. Anytime you want, she thought, meaning to tell him this later, anytime you want, you can do this. For as long as you want. She loved having her pussy licked. Bentley was good at it, with his long floppy soft tongue, and Dien was good at it, with his short hard tongue. She couldn’t choose between the two of them.

She came, hard and sharp, almost by surprise. Her legs tightened up, and chills ran down her spine. She arched her back, and came, for the longest time. She was enhanced, she could cum for a minute or more, she could cum, and stay, as the saying went. She could stay for a long time. If she would have known how short orgasms were for unenhanced people, she would have felt sorry for them.

Dien felt her cum beneath his tongue, and he was pleased. I did that, he told himself, I did that. I blew her away with my tongue. And shit, she tastes so damn good… he could still taste her pussy, in spite of all the licking he’d done. He flicked her fat clit one last time, and tried to push his tongue into her sweet little asshole. People used to shit out of there, like animals, he thought. And I’m licking it. She has one sexy goddam little asshole, he decided.

After she’d finally came, he leaned back and just smiled at her. She smiled back. You did good, she thought. You made me have a ferocious cum. Damn. You did good.

He licked his way up to her belly button, as she came down from her orgasm, and she giggled. Now, he thought. The cool part. Those little nipples. He fastened his lips around her little titty, and sucked. Damn, it was hard, he could feel hardness in the skin beneath it, even. Her breasts are growing, he thought. Before long she’s going to have nice breasts. And I was here first.

He crawled around a little, finally situating himself inbetween her legs. He gingerly leaned down, supporting himself with his arms, and she felt the pressure of his lower body on hers. She felt something else, his hard cock pressing down right on top of her cunt. It felt good.

“Dien… stick it in… shit…” she said, wanting it, bad. He finally reached his hand down, and guided his cock to her pussy. She felt his cock probing inbetween her pussy lips. Finally it was in place. She pushed up as he pushed down, and his cock slid into her an inch. Out and back in, as his cap wet itself with her juices. They did it a third time. Out, and back in. Oh shit, she thought. Oh shit, that feels good.

Dien’s cock was bigger around than Bentley’s, and it felt really good. He’d just blasted through her hymen, and she’d barely noticed the sting from it. His cock went deeper and deeper into her body, and she loved it more and more. His cock felt two feet long to her. And it felt as big around as his arm.

He was finally at the bottom, and he established a rhythm, pumping in and out of her. She felt full of him, she felt filled up with his beautiful cock. This is the thing I want to do every day, she thought. The things I do with Bentley are fun, but this is too much. This is intense.

He fucked away at her. He pounded her, hard, and she loved it. She loved the feeling of his heavy body on top of her. She loved the feeling of his cock, deep in her cunt. She could even feel his balls slapping her on the outside of her pussy, down by her asshole. Everything just came together in one intense experience, blowing her away. Sex is just too cool, she thought. Just too goddam cool.

She came again, a nice big hard cum. She almost had cramps in the backs of her legs, she came so hard. She arched her back for far it popped. But, damn, it felt nice. It felt good. He slowed, and she wondered if he’d came, too. She’d been totally knocked out, when she came. She didn’t notice anything but the sensations blasting through her central nervous system.

“Did you cum, dearest?” she asked, and he nodded. Good, she thought.

They finally separated, and he stood. He held down a hand, and helped her rise. Their bodies were dripping with sweat, it was hotter in here than she’d realized when she picked the room out. We’ll have to find somewhere better, next time, she thought. Because there sure as damn hell will be a next time.

They dressed, still looking at each other and giggling occasionally. They both felt like they’d gotten away with big shit. And adult, damn, now Dariela felt pretty adultish. She’d been fucked, by a real boy. Not just a dog. She had gotten her cherry officially popped, now.

She let him leave first, and she sat on a box, and waited a reasonable amount of time before she left the barn. She wandered back up into the castle, and headed for the kitchen. All that fucking, she thought, that was hard work. I’m hungry.

*****

The next day she got up, showered, and puttered around the castle. Not much was going on. She felt impatient, and anxious to get on with her life. She wondered what Dien was doing, if he was available… for more “fun”. Fun that she now felt like she couldn’t live without.

*****

Dariela found Dien at last, not far from where he’d been yesterday. He still looked good, his shirt off again, tanned and slightly sweaty. She had other ideas in mind for him, though.

“Dien,” she said, after some small talk, “you really wanna watch me and Bentley do it?”

“Hell yeah,” he said, grinning. That sounded like fun to him. Fun, and kind of kinky. And he might get a turn with her, again.

“Lemme go find him. I’ll buzz you about when and where,” she said, and he nodded. She departed.

*****

Dariela found Bentley fairly quickly, and he was glad to see her.

“Go cave today?” he asked, and she nodded.

“Bentley,” she said, and he gave her his full attention.

“Can you get a girl-dog to come with you? Somebody for Dien?”

“For… Dien… for what? For fuck?” Bentley asked, and she nodded, laughing.

“Yes,” she said. “For fuck.”

She hadn’t contacted Dien with her implant, she just went back by where he was, and talked to him. After she had left, he worked a few more minutes, and then followed her. Soon he found the cave, and they waited for Bentley. Quick enough, Bentley showed up, followed by a tawny young girl-dog.

“This Heggie,” said Bentley, for introduction. They nodded at her.

“Dien…” Dariela said, turning to him. “I had Bentley invite her for you… if you want…”

He seemed a bit nonplussed, but he finally nodded. They all stood around awkwardly for a moment, and finally Dariela stripped her leotard off, and was blessedly naked. She lay on the ground, and held her arms out to Bentley, and he bounded over to her. He stopped and buried his nose in her spread cunt, licking and slobbering all over her. She giggled, and let the waves of pleasure break over her. He was good.

Heggie and Dien took a little longer to get started. He was slowly stripping his clothes off as they talked, and got acquainted. He was a little turned on by the whole event, and what he could see of Dariela and Bentley on the ground beside him. To his shock Dariela was lustily sucking on the dog-man’s penis. He was laying on his side, twitching his leg that was up in the air as she sucked. His cock was hard and red, what Dien could see of it.

“Come on, then,” Heggie finally said. “Make fuck.”

Dien was hard, at least. He was turned on. The girl dog made a funny laughing noise, and then reached down and nuzzled his hard cock. She started licking, and he was in heaven. Getting your cock licked is fun enough, but a big wet tongue like what a dog has? It was too much. She slurped all around on it, even licking his balls. He was afraid he was going to cum, just from the licking. The dog-girl finally turned, and backed up to him, presenting her rear to him. He stroked her sleekly muscled hindquarters, feeling her soft fur, and finally carefully lifted her tail. She had a cute little dog pussy, right below her asshole, and he decided this was going to be fun.

The only problem was the height of her ass from the ground. She was too high for him to be on his knees, and too low for him to be standing. Finally he spread his legs out widely, and that sank his body low enough to be just right. She growled softly as he rubbed his cock on the outside of her cunt, coating it with her sticky juices. He finally pressed into her body, and she moaned. He almost did, it felt so good, she was so damn tight. He pushed all the way into her, finally feeling his balls against her.

“Human cock nice. Nice and fat,” said Heggie, looking back at him. He decided she was smiling, and he smiled back.

“Pussy feel good. Good and tight.” he said, in dog language. She actually did grin, then.

He began to slowly stroke in and out, and her cunt felt like silk on his cock. Damn, she feels as good as Dariela, he thought. Surely I am not the first to have discovered this. This shit is good.

Dariela was now laying back on the ground, and Bentley was on top of her, merrily fucking away. Dariela’s eyes were closed and her hands were clasped in midair, trembling. She looked like she was enjoying herself. Dien was sure as hell enjoying himself. And even the dogs seemed to be having fun.

Dien was so turned on he wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to hold it. He wondered if Heggie would cum like a human. He hoped she would. Heggie was panting loudly, now, like a dog. What the hell. She was a dog.

To his surprise and satisfaction, she did cum. He felt it happen, as he clasped her hindquarters, he felt her tense up and tremble, and then relax. Her cunt squeezed his cock harder than ever. He’d noticed with surprise that his cock was bigger around than Bentley’s, though maybe not quite as long. Maybe that’s why she feels so tight, he thought.

He allowed himself to cum, then, after she had, and within seconds he heard Dariela moaning on the ground. Damn, he thought, what a group. What a fucking group we are.

He finally pulled himself out of Heggie. He’s squirted what felt like a gallon in her, he figured she’d slosh when she walked.

“That good. Good fuck.” she said to him, grinning again. He hugged her. “Yes. Good fuck,” he said, laughing.

Dariela finally crawled out from underneath Bentley.

“Was that fun?” she asked Dien, and he laughed. “Fuck yeah,” he said. “It was intense.”

They made some small talk, and finally the two dogs wandered off. Back to guard duty, or whatever, he thought. He lay on the ground with Dariela, and they talked.

“You think you’ll ever get married? Or you just want to do this?” he asked her, and she laughed.

“Yeah, I’ll get married. I can’t just fuck dogs my whole life. I’m a fucking princess, I’ll have to get married.”

They both laughed.

“Bentley is good, no strings attached sex. And he’s fun. You seemed to have fun, too.”

“Yeah, I could get hooked on that shit. It was… like I said, it was intense. She was tighter than shit.”

“Think she was a virgin?”

He laughed, and shook his head. “I bet that’s not the first time a human has fucked her, either. She seemed pretty used to the idea.”

“Yeah, I see why. There’s probably a few other dog fuckers around here. It’s easy to see why.”

“Yeah.”

*****

A few days later, Dariela got home from school and went looking for Bentley. She’d had a long grueling day, and she felt like she needed a little relaxation, Bentley style. Before she found him, though, she ran into Dien.

“Whatcha’ doin’, girl?” he asked, and she laughed. She knew that he’d probably be part of her afternoon, now.

“I was hunting Bentley… but I found you, that’s okay…” she said, hoping he’d get the idea. He did.

“You got a place in mind?” he asked, and she shook her head.

“Anywhere private,” she said, and he nodded.

“Stables?” he asked, and she nodded. “Let me find Bentley, and we’ll meet you there.”

*****

When she finally found Bentley, Heggie was with him. She was pleased, and they seemed pleased to see her. She went on ahead to the stables, and they followed in a few minutes. Dien already had he blankets spread out on the floor, and while they waited for the dogs they kissed warmly. When the dogs arrived, Dariela was already naked, and Dien was undressing.

It only seemed polite to let Dien go first this time, and Bentley understood. While Dariela and Dien lay on the floor and kissed, Bentley began to lick Heggie’s pussy. The girl dog froze, and spread her back legs slightly. Finally she sidled up beside Bentley, and began to lick his cock sheath as he licked her ass and cunt. His cock slid out pretty quickly, and she began to lick energetically. Dariela was trying to watch, and pay attention to Dien, but she could tell Dien was interested, too. Finally Dien slid into her cunt from behind, and the two of them watched the dogs fuck around. Bentley finally jumped on top of Heggie’s back, and they could see his penis probing around down at her doggie cunt. He finally found the spot, and began to slide into her body.

Heggie was having a good time, that much was obvious. They could see the muscles in her neck straining, and her body trembled. Bentley drove into her, pounding, much rougher than he’d been with Dariela. It was okay, Heggie was used to it. To Dariela’s surprise, Bentley reached up and bit Heggie on the back of the neck, holding her with his mouth. It didn’t seem to bother her a bit.

Dariela was standing, crouched over, her hands on her knees, as Dien fucked her from behind. He was slapping into her ass pretty energetically, too. She felt her orgasm starting, and she breathed as deeply as she could. It was really turning her on, watching the dogs fuck, for some reason. I’m gonna try that, she thought, I’m gonna get on my hands and knees and let Bentley fuck me from behind, like a dog. That’s gotta feel great.

They couldn’t tell when Bentley came, but the could tell when Heggie came. Her whole body twitched and trembled, and she growled softly, deep in her throat. Bentley finally slowed, and stopped at last. He pulled his cock out of her, and climbed off her, stopping to lick her pussy clean.

Dariela finally came, and Dien just kept on fucking. He didn’t want to cum in her, he wanted to save it so he could fuck Heggie. He let Dariela have a nice long cum, and she finally came back down from her high, sighing and panting.

“Shit, that was intense,” she said, laughing. Dien finally pulled his hard cock out of her cunt, and she collapsed on top of Bentley, worn out. The four of them just lay there for a while, resting. Heggie reached down and lazily licked Dien still-hard cock, and he scratched her ears for her.

“Bentley no squirt for you,” Bentley told Dien, and Dien nodded his thanks. Heggie would be juicy, he knew, but at least it would only be her juices. Dien wasn’t too squeamish where sex was involved, but that still pleased him. Dien was finally ready to go. Heggie was laying on the ground, and she raised her rear up with her back feet, until she was the right height for Dien to stand and his knees, and fuck. That was perfect for him, and he pulled her tail aside, and pushed into her sweet doggie cunt. She was still tighter than shit, and he sighed in pleasure.

Bentley was licking Dariela’s cunt, slurping and smacking. She was already wiggling around in pleasure, loving it. She’d just cum, a few minutes ago, but she was ready to go again. She finally did what she’d thought of earlier, she got down on her hands and knees, and motioned for Bentley to climb aboard. He got the idea quickly, and carefully stepped over her. She could feel his furry chest on her back, and it felt good. She wondered why she hadn’t thought of this before.

Dien was pounding away at Heggie. She was growling again. He knew she was enjoying the feeling of his cock in her cunt, just like Dariela had. Girls, he thought. All alike. Predictable.

Bentley was growling a little, too, as he pumped into Dariela’s cunt from behind. She could feel his front legs in front of her arms, and his chest and neck on the back of her head. He pounded away, causing her whole body to jump forwards and back. She kind of liked it when he was rough, the sex felt more intense to her. He groaned a funny doggish groan, and Dariela giggled. Guys, she thought. All alike. Predictable.

*****

Majordomo Birkenstein sat in his office, and watched his screen. The kids and the dogs were fucking like animals, he thought. Like the animals they were. He double-checked the door via his implant, and slid his slacks down. His cock had been hard for the last twenty minutes, watching this shit.

He was proud of his boy. The kid fucks like a pro, he thought. He knew that the boy had been fucking around with the princess for several weeks now. Lucky him. He knew that the girl-dog felt good, too. He knew Heggie well, he’d been fucking her since she was a pup. He knew she had a tight little cunt.

The Majordomo was kind of a perv, and he knew it. He freely admitted it, but only to himself. He had microscopic spy-eyes all through the castle, everywhere except the king’s chambers. He even had a few in Dariela’s bedroom, and especially her bathroom. He missed the old days, before she’d had her disposers fitted, when she defecated every morning. He’d even put a spy-eye in her toilet, so he could watch her puckered sweetness close-up. Now all he got to see was her taking a bath or shower, but that was almost enough. Getting to see her fucking his son, or that damn dog… that was icing on the cake. She was growing up nicely, he thought. She was going to be a major fox, someday. Hell, she already was.

He slowly jacked off, and watched the kids fuck the dogs. He was glad he’d put spy-eyes in the stables. He’d originally done it to prevent the peasants from stealing shit, but it had prevented something much more unpleasant, it prevented his dick from going to sleep. I gotta find out where they’re going in the woods, he thought, and get some eyes out there, too.

Spying on people was fun, especially when they were fucking. He laughed softly to himself, and stroked his cock.

Life was good.

The End

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