XXX-Fiction

Chapter 1

Catherine was eighteen and had just graduated from high school. She was a fox in any man’s book; young or old. She had long blonde hair and brown eyes. She stood 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighed in at 125 pounds. She had C+ size breasts that were crowned with small brown areolas but there wasn’t a man alive that truly knew the color of her nipples because no one had ever gotten that close to her. Many had tried but not a single one of them ever made even half way to first base.

Megan was Cat’s older sister. She had become pregnant during her last year of school and had barely graduated. As it was she never did go to her school’s closing ceremony, she had simply received the diploma in the mail. She ended up marrying the guy that had knocked her up but through the years it was easy for the younger blond to see that her sister was anything but happy in her domestic situation.

As it was, Megan and Catherine were very much alike in every way. They almost looked like twins. After the baby was born Megan walked out of the hospital looking as though she had never even been pregnant. The only telltale feature to it all were her slightly engorged breasts. And after a year, they too were back to near normal.

Through it all though, Cat had learned a very valuable lesson. She would never allow any guy so close to her that such a thing would be able to happen to her. She knew what her sister went through with her parents, the boy’s parents, and even the boy. And yeah… the cretin may have fathered a child and married her sister but in her books he was millions of miles from being any kind of a real man; even if he was over twenty one years old.

It was Friday, the first weekend after graduation. She had no plans for the evening and she didn’t mind that she wasn’t going out partying either; it wasn’t her style. As it was, Megan had called and asked her to watch over Chloe while she and Derek went to some kind of promotional dinner.

As Cat prepared to go to her sister’s house she thought about the way things had transpired. Lately, Megan seemed far more at ease but it was an enigma to her as to why. Nothing had really changed. Derek was as lackluster at loving his wife as ever. The only thing that he had going for him was that his father was president of a very successful business. He had been brought into the company with very little training, and now he was being given a job that had been created for him.

Cat sighed as she got a few more things together that she wanted to take to her sister’s house. She was happy Megan only in the fact that at least she was financially being taken care of; and so was little Chloe: but that was the extent of it. Derek, in her books was still an unloving ass-hole that did not really deserve her fantastic sister as a wife. And in a way, she wondered how long they would really stay together. She was truly glad that she had never allowed herself to get into that kind of situation.

When Cat arrived at her sister’s house she parked her graduation present, a brand new candy white VW with beige interior next to her sister’s slightly older model. Her new car would be very good on gas for her when she went away to college. She really liked it, which was fortunate, because her father owned the town’s VW dealership and it was a very successful business in its own right.

Cat didn’t bother to knock when she got to the door of the house, she simply entered. Megan always made it a point for her to know that she didn’t have to announce her arrival, but that she should just come in and make herself at home. It sometimes irked Derek when this happened but neither of the sisters gave it a second thought.

As it was, Cat didn’t enter too far into the house before she called out to her sister. She got an immediate response from her slightly older sibling. “I’ll be down in a minute,” shouted Megan.

Cat set the books and papers that she had bought to read on the kitchen counter. She then went to the refrigerator and opened it. While she was looking for something to drink, a hand slid around her waist and cupped her flat belly just inches above her vaginal mound. At the same time a second hand had come up under her arm and grabbed her left breast and she shrieked as she was pulled backward a few inches. Her movement stopped when her young athletic yet shapely ass touched the person behind her and there was no mistaking the bulge that pressed against her backside.

“Derek,” yelled Catherine as she fought to extricate herself from his grasp, “what are you doing? Let me go.”

It took a moment, but Derek eventually released her. “Hey… I’m sorry Cat, I thought you were your sister.” He said with a lecherous grin.

“Really,” replied Cat in a tone that dripped with disbelief. In all the time that she had seen Megan and Derek together she had never once seen him embrace her sister in any kind of way that would suggest intimacy. She knew that he was only trying to toy with her. Further discourse between them was curtailed as her sister entered the kitchen but she did vow to watch him more closely; she hated the feel of his hands on her.

Megan had heard Cat’s shriek and looked questioningly at Derek. She also sensed the tenseness in the room. “What happened?” she asked.

“Nothing happened,” offered Derek quickly, making sure that his explanation of things was the first to be heard. “I just came in from the garage and tried to play around with you while you were looking in the refrigerator. Only it turned out to be your sister instead of you. It was just a case of mistaken identity. I didn’t even know that she was here yet.”

“Oh,” acknowledged Megan as she nodded slightly; but she didn’t really believe him. Derek never played with her as he put it. They rarely even made love any more. It was almost as though they had been married for decades and she was old and frumpy. And when they did manage to get together it was the usual slam-bam thank you Maam kind of sex.

Megan flashed a half smile toward her husband and then began ushering Cat out of the room. “I’ll be back shortly,” she tossed over her shoulder toward him, “I just want to talk to my sister about Chloe for a moment.”

“Yeah… okay,” he mumbled, “but don’t be too long. I don’t want to be late.”

Derek had no idea what Megan had to fill Cat in about Chloe about, and he didn’t really care. He did wondered if they would talk about him and what had just happened and yet he wasn’t really concerned about that either. He had hoped that he would get a better rise out of his sister-in-law than he did but at least he was able to feel her up a little bit. She was a total prude and he was very certain that she was still a virgin. He would love to tap into her sweet body but he seriously doubted that he would ever be able to pull that one off without serious repercussions.

When the two young blondes got to Chloe’s room they found her busy playing with several stuffed toys. The door gate served its purpose well and kept the little girl well within her bounds. “She will probably go to bed fairly early,” whispered Megan, “she’s had a busy day and I didn’t let her nap too long so that she would go to bed shortly after we leave.”

“You didn’t have to do that Megan,” said Cat softly, “you know that I love playing with Chloe.”

“Well, I didn’t want it to be too hard for you,” explained Megan. “I know you don’t like being here anymore than you have to.”

“Yeah, but that’s not because of you or Chloe,” said Cat, “its Derek that I can’t stand. In fact, I’m surprised that you can even put up with living in this seemingly loveless situation.”

“Oh, there are ways,” Megan confided in her sister softly, “and someday I’ll tell you about it. When the time is right Chloe and I will be leaving. Derek is orchestrating this quasi nightmare but I’m not really participating in it. One of these days he’ll wake up and we’ll be gone. He’ll think he’s won but that will only last until he realizes how much we’ve taken with us.”

Cat nodded and then added softly. “Just be careful, I wouldn’t put it past Derek to hurt either of you if he thought he was going to lose too much.”

Megan hugged her sister. “I’ll be careful,” she murmured, “I just want you to know that I’m not the victim that I seem to be.” She then released Cat and stepped over the barrier into Chloe’s room. She wanted to hug and kiss her one more time before she had to go to the dinner.

It wasn’t long after that before Cat was seeing her sister to the door while she carried little Chloe. She wanted to make sure that the little girl was aware that her parents were leaving. The tot usually handled such good-bys very well. Megan always returned so there were no separation anxieties.

“Oh, one last thing,” said Megan as Derek beeped the car’s horn impatiently only a few yards away, “Charlie is in the back yard and I wouldn’t let him in unless you want a possible mess to clean up.”

“I thought he was already potty trained?” asked Cat thinking about the huge German Shepherd that Derek owned.

“He is,” yelled Megan over her shoulder, “but he’s gotten into a few things lately and is a bit unpredictable.”

Cat nodded but didn’t add anything else to the conversation. She simply waved her sibling good-by and watched as Chloe did the same; it was so cute. The smaller version of both her and her sister could melt just about any heart. It seemed to work on everyone but her own father.

Chloe stayed awake for only about half an hour after Megan left and Cat had no problems in putting her to bed. She then went down stairs and once more rummaged through the refrigerator; this time for something to eat and drink.

Cat had found some turkey and Swiss cheese slices that she put between two pieces of whole-wheat bread and butter. That along with the freshly brewed and chilled ice tea that her sister usually had in the refrigerator, filled the void within her belly and slaked her thirst.

Cat was just about to put the food away when she heard Charlie barking in the back yard. “Silly mutt,” she murmured as she went to the sliding door that led to the back patio. She opened it slightly and was about to yell out to him to be quiet when he slipped through the narrow crack. He was very animated, casting about as though he was looking for something but unable to find it.

Charlie eventually settled down and sat on the tile floor of the kitchen. Cat looked at him and then talked baby talk to him. “What’s the matter, Baby; you miss your Mommy and Daddy?”

Charlie of course said nothing but his nose began twitching as the aroma of the turkey pervaded his senses. “Oh, you want something to eat,” said Cat as she watched him, “they must have forgotten to feed you before they left.”

Cat found Charlie’s bowl and put some of his dry food in it. As a treat, she also threw a few shreds of turkey on top of it. “There you go Buddy Boy,” she cooed as she walked away to let him eat.

After that, Cat figured that it was time to relax a little. She tried reading, but after covering the same paragraph several times she knew that her heart wasn’t into studying. She knew what the problem was though, it had happened before. She was close to ovulating and she was sexually aroused. If she was home she knew what she would do; she had a small soft ice-blue dildo that usually handled these situations. Basically she was still a virgin but that didn’t mean that she didn’t know how to pleasure herself.

Cat decided to watch some TV. She turned on the unit and began flipping through the channels. Most of them were totally uninteresting. She did however come across several movies that depicted explicit sexual encounters. It was enough to ramp up her desires another notch. When the hottest scene ended she moved on.

The young blonde ran through some more channels. This time she found one of the PPV movies hi-lighted and it was an all day pass. She clicked on it and was soon watching two girls pleasure each other and one of them was using a dildo on the other.

A groan escaped Cat’s lips and she slid lower on the couch. She looked at the clock and knew that she had plenty of time so she loosened her shorts and pushed then down to her ankles so that she could have access to her neatly trimmed mound. With her legs spread she watched the characters in the movie and slid her hand into her panties until she was able to stroke her clit.

The groans issuing from Cats sweet lips increased as her excitement arose. She closed her eyes and continued to manipulate her little button. She was almost there when she felt someone’s presents and her eyes snapped open. “God, Charlie, you nearly scared the crap out of me,” she groaned.

Cat removed her hand from her panties and was about to pull her shorts back into place when Charlie zeroed in on her vaginal mound and made a direct hit. The first swipe of his tongue felt like a shock to her system, but it was a pleasant one. “Oh Charlie, what are you doing?” she murmured softly.

She was momentarily stunned and it was just long enough for him to lick her several more times. After that she reached out to push him away but it was hard for her to refuse the rest of what he wanted. After all, he was only doing what she had been trying to do all along. She then pulled her panty gusset aside to give him freer access to her charms. It worked and within a minute she was cumming stronger than she ever had before in her teenaged life.

As Cat orgasmed she did push Charlie away and close her legs. It kept him from having further access to her quivering mound. She moaned pleasurably and remembered the feel of what had just happened. She had used her fingers or her favorite ice blue dildo on herself many times but none of them compared to what Charlie had just done to her. The touch of his tongue, something alive and warm and beyond her control, invading her depths felt so… good.

It was several minutes before Cat finally sat up and began to compose herself. She started to pull her shorts into place but the feel of her wet panties was very uncomfortable. She decided to take them off and then remembered that her sister probably had a drawer full of them up stairs in her dresser. She knew that her sibling would not mind if she borrowed one.

Cat removed her shorts and panties and made her way up the steps to the master bedroom. She knew that no one was home but she still entered the room stealthily. She was so busy with what she was doing she didn’t even pay attention to the fact that Charlie was right behind her.

The young blonde moved across the room toward the dresser that she was sure belonged to Megan. She was suddenly tackled from behind and if it hadn’t been for the feel of the fur on her skin she would have thought it was a burglar that had been waiting for her in the room. “Charlie,” Shrieked Cat as she fell hard. She did manage to catch herself and keep her head from hitting the floor by getting her hands in front of her but it wasn’t easy.

“Stupid dog,” hissed Cat, and then she felt him grab her from behind again. At first she didn’t understand what was happening; she thought that he was just trying to doggy wrestle with her. It didn’t really dawn on her what his intent was until she felt his hot cock brush against her leg and very close to its proposed target.

“Oh shit,” hissed Cat as she tried to extricate herself from Charlie’s powerful grip. She was just about to simply let herself drop to the floor and see if she could get away from him that way when his jaws closed on her neck and she immediately stiffened.

“Charlie, what are you doing,” gurgled Cat and the answer came to her in the form of a hot phallus being shoved into her pussy. Luckily, his precum lubed the way for the abrupt intrusion because it entered her over four inches deep on that particular thrust. It was also fortunate that she had used a dildo on herself several times before or he would have really hurt her; he was every bit as thick as her ice blue companion at home.

“Oh god,” she hissed, “I shouldn’t have let him lick me. I knew I should have pushed him away and now he’s really taken my virginity. My god, I’m being raped by my sister’s dog,” she moaned.

After the initial entry it took a moment for Charlie to get his footing. When he did he released her neck and began thrusting into Cat in a way that only a dog can do. Her cries and pleas for him to stop grew weaker and weaker and very soon all she could do was pant and hang on for the ride. Slowly, her groans of protest turned to moans of pleasure. She even found herself arching her back a bit to see if Charlie could get a little deeper. “Oh god, I’m such a slut,” she hissed as she thought about what she was doing and what was happening to her.

She wasn’t sure how long Charlie humped his hot cock into her body but before she really realized it an orgasm slammed her. The only problem was in the fact that the dog didn’t stop and allow her to bask in the climactic event. He simply kept plowing her as though he had a different agenda.

Before too much longer Cat became aware of a growing bulge that continually bullied its way through her vaginal lips as Charlie fucked her silly. It was quickly becoming painful and then suddenly it was lodged in her vagina. She felt it even more now as it grew bigger and rubbed against her G-spot.

Charlie’s thrusting slowed and for that Cat was thankful. She knew that there was far more stuffed into her little cunny than she had ever experienced before. The dog’s cock was crammed against the bottom of her vaginal chute and she could only imagine what a cut-away view of it all would look like.

She thought it was over, but then she felt Charlie’s hot burning fluids invade her system. He was cumming in her and she knew what that meant; he was trying to make her pregnant. The thought of it shamed her. She remembered what her sister had gone through during her pregnancy. Could it happen to her? What could she do? How would she explain that the father of her baby was a dog?

The doggy/human tie lasted for several minutes and even though Cat tried to pull away from Charlie several times she couldn’t do it; it hurt too much. She had to continue kneeling there as he squirted more and more of his sperm into her. She couldn’t even rush to the bathroom and try to flush his seed from her pussy. Time seemed to stand still and she knew that his fluids were rushing through her in an effort to get at her one egg and there was nothing that she could do about it.

Cat had plenty of time to think about what had happened as she knelt there. She had to admit that there were a few positive aspects to being raped by a dog instead of a boy. Charlie would never blab secretly to others what he had done. And he had really made her feel good. If it wasn’t for the pregnancy thing it might not have been too bad.

Eventually, Charlie was finally done with Cat. When his knot shrank enough to pull out of her he went to one of the far corners and began licking himself clean. The young blonde sighed in relief when the dog moved away from her. She immediately ran to the bathroom to find one of Megan’s douche kits.

Cat’s frantic search was rewarded when she found several of the small bottles. It puzzled her because she did expect to find some, but there were far more here than she anticipated. She could have sworn that Megan had confided in her and told her that Derek and herself were rarely together. But that when it did happen she made him wear a condom and then she would still immediately clean herself; she didn’t want the chance of his fluids being in her any longer than possible even if she was on the pill. And she definitely did not want another baby by him.

Once Cat was cleaned up, she finally snagged a clean pair of white cotton panties from her sister’s drawer. She had several of them so the younger blonde was sure that she would not miss just one. She then cleaned herself up until it looked as though nothing had happened and returned downstairs to watch TV until her sister returned.

She did plan to check on what to do if she became pregnant, but she would do that at home on her computer. She knew her system and she knew that she could erase the websites that she had visited if she needed to. She then noticed Charlie coming down the steps and shook her head.

“Come on you little rapist,” she murmured lowly as she grabbed his collar and began leading toward the back sliding door. “I ought to tell my sister what you did. She’d probably have you neutered. Just the same, don’t think that you can ever do it again. Next time I won’t make the mistake of taking my panties off. I blame myself for that and it’s probably the only reason I don’t kick you in the ball myself,” she added jokingly. She shooed him out the door and then closed it.

Cat watched the huge mutt for several moments. A strange feeling came over her and her tummy quivered. She had never had real sex before and she wasn’t sure if she could count what happened earlier in that category but she knew one thing, she would probably try it again once she knew she was protected. It had felt very good after the initial surprise. And it was far more satisfying than using a dildo.

 

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