Zoo Seduction 1

By phyllisroger.
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I had lived in my apartment for a year, my sexy dog, and me when a new neighbor moved in. I went to ‘meet and greet’ and when I saw her I thought how beautiful and sexy she was. She had these long legs, a lithe shape, full lips, and a wonderful, inviting smile. The way she tossed back her hair when she laughed made me want to get down on my knees and lick her off, but I had another idea if she would only get down on her knees!

We had our meet and our greet. She was busy moving in. “Nice to meet my new neighbor,” I said.

She said, “Hi! I’m really busy getting everything in shape now that my furniture has arrived. Why don’t you come to visit tomorrow afternoon and we’ll open a bottle of wine and get acquainted?”

I nodded and went to my pad, wondering how ‘acquainted’ we might get. She was this gorgeous woman and, as she told me, ‘single.’

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That night I couldn’t keep my mind off my new neighbor and dreamed of sucking her off and introducing her to my sexy dog, who likes to fuck women, principally me. I wanted to try new things over a glass or bottle of wine. I would bring a bottle too so we could get really good and acquainted. I planned my outfit for that afternoon, no bra, no panties, no stockings…just my housedress, which showed off my breasts. That’s not a lot of planning, I giggled!

Her name was Vanessa, and we sat in her apartment, sipping on our fluids, making us each a little warm and cozy. “Would you like to see my place?” I said, and so Vanessa and I went to my apartment. “That’s Toby,” I said as we walked inside. “He’s very friendly,” I told her. (If she only knew how friendly.)

Vanessa kneeled down, cuddling his ears, he licked her face, and they briefly played with each other.

“And a good watchdog,” I said. “Sit down, and I’ll open my bottle.

“Phyllis,” she said, “maybe we’ve had enough. But, well, why not?”

I went to my kitchen and opened the wine, pouring it out into glasses, and returned to the living room. Vanessa was on the couch, and Toby was next to her, tongue out. She petted him, took a glass, and we sat and chatted and drank. Toby wouldn’t leave her alone, wanting attention all the while. I went into the kitchen to make some snacks…taking my time…letting Vanessa and Toby get ‘better acquainted.’

“Toby!” she exclaimed. “Stop it, Toby, you’re a naughty dog.”

I lingered in the kitchen, letting things in the living room marinate, and it was suddenly quiet in my lounge. I knew my dog and what he might be doing to neighbor Vanessa, but it was quiet in there, and I wondered…hoping…was there an ‘ice-breaker’ happening? I knew from experience that once Toby got my scent, there was no way to discourage his attentions, and the silence in there was poignant.

I returned to Vanessa and Toby. Vanessa gave him a solid push and straightened her dress. She was blushing. I was aroused at the idea, and I thought she was too. “Your dog won’t leave me alone,” she said, and I giggled, it was the wine and the whole setting.

“He likes you a lot,” I said.

She looked at me, saying nothing. I was wondering about my next move and sat beside her. Toby was moving around between us. Vanessa playing with his ears, pushing at him, but his tongue lolling out, licking her fingers. “I can lock him in my bedroom,” I offered, “he gets carried away with a pretty woman.”

Vanessa looked at me, questioning. “How about with a man?” she asked.

I started blushing and said, “He’s a boy dog, and you know what boy’s want.”

She took another swallow of the wine. We were both tipsy now, and I was blushing. “Actually, it’s a secret…between us…I mean between Toby and me.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, “between Toby and you.”

“I’ll lock him up,” I said.

She put her hand on my bare leg. It’s okay, he’s just a dog, don’t lock him up. It’s not nice to tease an animal, but he was really teasing me while you were in the kitchen.”

Now he was licking her ankle and her calf, and she pushed him away, but he was insisting now. He must have her scent, I thought. I knew what that licking felt like, and now I was getting hot, not just blushing. I stood up, leaning down for our empty glasses. “I’ll get some more,” I said.

When I leaned down, I saw her looking at my breasts. I mean…they were almost in her face! I covered myself with my housedress after she had had a good stare and walked back into the kitchen, lingering on purpose. “Toby!” she exclaimed again. “Naughty dog!”

Then it was quiet, and I heard Vanessa gasp, but this time saying nothing. I peeked into the room and Toby was under her dress, she was holding his head with her legs spread. Tobys head moving under the fabric. She saw me and pushed him to adjust herself on the couch. Now red in the face. “He’s a bad dog and caught me by surprise,” she said with a guilty smile.

I brought our glasses and sat beside her. “It’s okay,” I mumbled and smiled.

She tossed back her head and looked questioningly into my eyes.

I just smiled and licked my lips, saying again, “It’s okay.”

Her eyes were flashing, and she reached out to pet Toby some more.

“I… I’ve heard… you know… stories… stories about dogs,” Vanessa said.

“What about them?” I asked.

“You know,” she said, “women and dogs…doing it.”

Toby was at his water bowl, tail wagging, his balls on full display. I took her hand, proposed a toast with my wine glass, took a chance, and said: “Vanessa, I’ll tell you a secret, they aren’t just stories.”

Her face was red, her eyes flashing, she clicked my glass, and we both drank. I could tell she was aroused and not just from the wine.

Toby was back beside her. “Just us girls, neighbors,” I said and rested my hand on her leg.

Toby was under her dress again. “Do you?” she whispered, her throat tight.

I could only smile. Then she jumped again as Toby moved into her.

“Really?” she said. “Not just stories?”

I looked at her, pulling her legs open. She squeezed my hand and lifted her butt, exhaling her breath. I lifted her dress, exposing Toby and her…I was surprised, she was naked, and Toby was licking her in earnest…eating her out.

“His cold nose shocked me…just poking at my…my cunt.”

I smiled at her, saying the word.

“I never…imagined…” she gasped and groaned…I reached down to Toby’s head. “Don’t push him away,” Vanessa said. “He’s…God…he…he’s…right…there! Unh! His nose is on me and his long tongue.” She flexed. “I’m…I’m…God…I’m close…I never felt anything like this…” She lifted and pulled on his ears. I played with her cunt hairs, lifting her cunt lips to Toby, who was in full action mode. “Oh…oh…unh…” she exhaled, gasping, grasping my hand in a death grip.

Now she was grunting and twisting in full orgasm. It was so quiet except for her breathing gulps of air, her legs shaking. She came a second time and finally calmed, Toby moving off to his bowl, then sitting and licking himself.

I felt Vanessa’s cunt, petting her down, kissing her wet face, playing her clit that was slick with them. She put her hand on mine. “No more,” she whispered. “I can’t take any more.”

After a while, I said, “We finished the wine.”

Vanessa looked at me, saying, “That’s not all that was finished!”

She was a good neighbor and visited us often after that.

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Read part 2 HERE

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

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