Dog Sitter

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Tori was fifteen minutes into her geometry homework when her cell phone went off. She wasted no time snatching it from the top of her desk, welcoming any excuse for a break-even if she didn’t recognize the number that flashed on the screen. She flipped the phone open. “Hello?”

“Hi…is this Tori?” The voice on the other end was that of an older woman

“Yes it is…um…can I ask who this is, and why you are calling?” the younger girl sounded unsure as she asked.

“Ah, yes-of course. My name is Barbara Higgins. I saw a babysitting poster of yours?”

Tori relaxed immediately. She had almost forgotten about the posters her dad had helped her pin up around town a year ago. That was when babysitting had been her primary source of income, not the job she had taken as a pharmaceutical assistant at the local CVS. Not many calls for sitting tots came in these days, and she had thought that most of those flyers had ended up in trashcans around the town.

“Yeah…oh gosh, those things are old…”
“Oh! I’m sorry…are you no longer in business?”
“No, no! It’s okay…I just don’t have a lot of time on my hands, and I can’t really take a regular sitting job anymore. I can still take jobs on the weekends and such if you want, but my hours are really tight.”
“That is fine. I am not asking for a regular sitter-this is more of an emergency really. Marcy, who I usually call on, is sick with the flu and I have a business meeting I need to go to-and well…I had grabbed your poster a while ago, and I thought I would maybe give it a shot? Besides…this isn’t a normal babysitting job. As I am not asking you to sit for a child, or a human one at any case.” Tori frowned at the nervous laughter on the other end. “Do you do dog sitting?”

Tori paused on that. Dog sitting? She had never thought of doing that before. But now that the idea struck her, she realized it would probably be an easy venture-or at least easier than sitting for a whining human brat.

“Sure.” Tori replied as she glanced to her calendar, and work schedule. “When do you need me?”
There was a sigh of relief on the other side of the phone, before a short pause. “Tomorrow.” Barbara answered quickly, and this time it was Tori’s turn to laugh.
“This really is an emergency, heh?” She replied. The next day had been free, and she had been looking forward to it-but she would forgo it in turn for some extra income.

“Don’t worry! I will pay well and I promise, Precious is a sweet little boy; he will be no trouble what so ever.” Barbara responded, and Tori picked up a blank piece of paper and a pen. “It is totally fine. Just give me your address, and what time you would like me to come over. We can discuss pricing and instructions tomorrow?”

Tori smiled at the profuse thank yous she heard from the other line, before taking down the needed information and shutting her phone with a shake of her head.

Six o’clock the next day found Tori waiting at the front door of a large ornate house. She was dressed in a pair of jeans, a black cami, and a green zip-up with the hood pulled over her cropped brown and blue hair. Her hazel eyes glanced to the shiny gold numbers on the mailbox, making sure she was at the right house, before she rang the bell.

The door swung open and a cheerful voice piped for Tori to come in, and the teenage girl obliged-walking into the house and glancing around before holding out her hand for her employer to shake.

Barbara looked exactly as Tori had pictured her: a woman in her late fifties with a wide smile and bright lipstick. She had blue eyes and blonde hair that had been expertly cut and dyed. She wore a thick strand of pearls, a red power suit, and a bit too much eye shadow. She expected her stereotype to be complete when Precious came into the room, yipping away like the small little Chihuahua he probably was.

That image was shattered when she heard the deep bark come from down the hall, causing Tori to turn suddenly as a huge dog came into the room. The gray beast must have been waist high and looked to weigh around a hundred fifty pounds. Tori’s jaw nearly dropped as Barbara looked to her dog with a smile as he came to sniff the newcomer, his huge tongue lulling out of his mouth as he barked again and went to jump.

Barbara pulled him down with a chuckle. “This is Precious. A purebred English Mastiff.” She proclaimed proudly as she looked to Tori’s wide eyes as she pulled her hood off. “Don’t worry! Despite his size he is harmless...isn’t that right Precious?” her voice had become more high pitched, and Tori couldn’t understand how anyone could address the creature in a baby voice. She reached her hand out, letting the dog sniff her again- hoping he didn’t bite her fingers off. Instead, the Mastiff covered her palm in saliva as he began to lick her. This caused the girl to smile. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

Barbara watched them with approval. “Okay. Well! Now that you two have been introduced…here is your list of instructions.” She pulled out a pad with a list of items written down. “Feed, walk, and play with him. You can leave here any time after ten-he will have gone to sleep by than, and come back tomorrow morning to let him out; you can stay if you wish…but I think you would rather leave and return later. I will be here tomorrow night…Again, Thank you for doing this- A hundred dollars should be enough, correct?”

Tori had been reading and listening when she heard the sum, she snapped her head up. “One hundred? Are you sure...that is well…a lot”
The older woman chuckled as she pet her dog good bye, before grabbing her coat. “Nothing is too much for my Precious. Thank you again for this…now. I will see you tomorrow!” and with that she was off, leaving Tori alone with the giant.

Tori glanced to Precious and shook her head. “Well…this should be a fun time-right boy?” She got a bark in turn, and another lick before she decided to explore the house for a bit, followed by the large dog. He continued to give off the impression of a gentle giant-making her relax even more. She even paused once in a while to scratch behind his ears.

Heading back to the kitchen, she made Precious his dinner. “Honestly-what dog gets steak for supper?” She asked as she pulled the already cooked meat from the refrigerator, stuck it in the microwave, cut it up and put it in a bowl. Next she filled his water bowl from the bottle of Evian on the counter, and shaking her head went to the living room to sit and watch some TV. Really, the dog ate better than she did.

Tori spent the next half hour flipping through channels, leaning back on the couch as she did so. She ignored the click of nails as Precious came back into the room as she went from a horrible reality show to a news station. She ignored him as he began to sniff at her feet, and she ignored him as he began to bark again.

She couldn’t ignore him when he shoved his head between her open legs.

She let out a gasp as Precious stuck his nose against the crotch of her jeans, causing her to snap her legs shut and forcing him back with a whine. She frowned to the pooch as she sat up straighter and set the remote down, hitting the mute button. “Bad dog! You don’t go near there.” She shook her finger at him, which made him whine again. Suddenly he jumped up, putting his front paws on the top of her thighs, and breathing heavily into her face, he began to hump his hips back and forth against her legs.

Tori let out a small shriek as she turned her head away from his dog breath and felt something bump against her knee. She looked down and gasped. Holy fuck! His penis was coming out of his sheath. Tori had had a male dog, though he had been snipped. Sure Mr. Winky had come out every once in a while-but Tucker had nothing compared to the cock this dog was packing. She tried to push the beast off her, but Precious would have none of it.

She began to panic, having no idea what to do as Precious let out a whimper and continued to bump his thing against her knee. She reached out and grabbed it instinctively, trying to get it away from her-before she froze with the realization she had a dog dick in her hand. She didn’t let go though, just kept staring at her hand as the mastiff continued to thrust against her palm. A thought struck her. Perhaps if she got him off…he would leave her alone. Besides, she had given plenty of handjobs to her boyfriends-and a penis was a penis-so what was the harm?

She began to stroke him, causing the dog to whine. Tori began to lose her initial shock and fear as she continued, curiosity taking their place. He was just so big, and it felt different than a human dick. She noted the large knot at the base of his shaft, running her fingers over it as she her palm moved faster. Precious began to shift from foot to foot, and another thought struck Tori that made her shiver. She wondered what he tasted like.

There was no here, and the windows were closed. Why not? She glanced to the television and blushed. Even though the people behind the glass couldn’t possibly see them, she still shut it off before moving off the couch and dropping to her knees under the dog. He fell to all fours, though his hips were still jerking against her hand. She hesitantly lifted her mouth, and with one last glance to the curtained window-slid her tongue over the dog’s shaft.

Precious whined again, and Tori repeated the move with a bit more confidence. His dick tasted differently from her last boyfriend’s…more musky? She wasn’t sure-but she liked it. She began to suck on the head, and stroked him as she did so. The noises coming from the dog encouraged her on as she slipped more of him past her lips.

A tingling sensation of taboo settled in her stomach and started downwards as she continued to suck on the dog’s cock. She lifted one of her arms and let it creep downwards, her hand unbuttoning her jeans and slipping into her panties. No one was here to watch her get off by sucking a dog off, so she didn’t feel very nervous-even pushing her jeans all the way so her fingers could get better access to her clit.

Suddenly, she gagged. Precious had begun to thrust with a bit more strength, and her tongue was not able to keep up-especially as her attention had shifted to her own pleasure, sliding two of her fingers in and out of her hole as a third rolled her clit. She pulled her mouth away from his cock, intending to get herself off before continuing with her original hand job. Precious seemed to have another idea.

As Tori turned to stand up, the mastiff once again shoved his nose against her crotch-this time more forcefully. Tori gasped as she felt his wet nose through the thin cloth of her panties, and opened her mouth to shout him away-though she let out a moan instead. Precious had taken it upon himself to give her covered pussy a swipe of his tongue. Tori leaned on her elbows as the dog licked her again-returning the favor of oral pleasure. She squirmed-it was amazing even through the fabric

It made her hook her hand through the elastic of her underwear and pull them down, giving Precious full access to her wet slit. He took the opportunity and began to lap away with his long and rough tongue, enjoying the taste as much as Tori enjoyed the pleasure.

Her breathing grew harder, and she moaned as she rocked her hips against the Mastiff’s head, shouldering off her sweatshirt as she felt herself heat up, and pushed the black cami she wore up so she could play with her nipples, causing them to grow hard between her fingers.

She let out a groan of disappointment when the Mastiff stopped licking at her bared pussy, though gasped as she felt a huge weight settle on her, forcing her to drop her hands from her tits in order to settle herself on the ground. “Precious?” She realized what was about to occur, and tried to buck him off when she felt the head of his cock bounce against her ass. Sure she was having fun-but she really didn’t know if she wanted a dick that large fucking her. She tried to shift her hips again, but that just prompted the heavy dog to dig his claws into her sides.

Tori let out a gasp, unsure what to do when Precious found what he was aiming for. The girl let out a long groan as the Mastiff’s ten-inch cock lodged itself inside of her dripping cunt. The dog seemed to revel in his accomplishment for a moment, pausing before he began to thrust his hips again.

Tori let out a gasp with each of his hard and animalistic thrusts, unused to such speed and pressure. Most of her boyfriends had been inexperienced at best, and none had been able to fill her this completely. All of her previous misgivings left her as she let out another moan, thrusting her hips in a wild attempt to match the dog’s pace.

So deep! So hard! So good! Her tits were bouncing all over the place, and she could hardly keep herself steady on her knees, finally leaning on her forearms as Precious pumped her faster and faster. She felt a wild orgasm building, and wished she could risk reaching an arm back to rub her clit. Instead she dug her fingers into the carpet as her breathing got harder and harder. Who would have thought that being fucked by a dog would be this good?

She became aware of the expanding knot at the end of Precious’s penis. It was starting to bump against her hole, and it dawned on her that he was trying to get inside of her. Tori had no idea how it was going to fit, and found herself not caring in the swirl of pleasure. If nothing else-she thrust her hips back harder…going to help him along. It worked.

With one last whine, Precious shoved the bulge into her tight passage and it sent Tori over the edge. She let out a cry as she began to convulse in pleasure, one of her legs giving out as her hips began to spasm out of control, her pussy tightening around the doggy as he continued to hump against her in short thrusts. She was just coming down, when she felt the warm gush of dog cum fill her up-and Tori was off again, screaming how precious Precious was as bliss overtook her once more.

Panting hard, she let out a small moan as Precious released his grip and moved to the ground-the flexible base of his penis letting him do so. She could feel blood tickling from the cuts his nails had made, and knew that that wasn’t going to be the only soreness she had come the next day.

Tori was able to relax a bit more with the weight off her, though she was still filled to the brim with dog cock and cum. She let out a squeak as Precious tried to walk off with her still attached, but she grabbed a hold of the couch and forced him to stop. She didn’t know how long they stayed like that, before Precious was able to pop free with a tug and walk away, pausing to clean his glistening dick off before going to his giant dog bed in the corner to catch some shut eye.

When Precious released her, Tori had a bit more to worry about than going to sleep. She immediately raised her hips up high when she felt the dog cum begin to move. By doing this, she prevented it from spilling on the ground. That was not a stain she would like to explain.

With careful maneuvering, she was able to grab a newspaper from the top of the end table near by, and slid it underneath her as she lowered her hips. She moaned as what felt like a gallon of cum gushed out of her. “Thank god you can’t get me pregnant.” She muttered as she finally felt safe enough to stand.

Slowly she got dressed, and buried the dirty newspaper at the bottom of the trash bin. Tori also grabbed some Lysol, and wasted about half a can trying to get the smell of sex out of the air. Her nipples were still hard as she turned the lights off, and left the house.

As she walked to her car, her thoughts were reeling. What the hell had she just done? How had it happened? Why did she like it so much? Tori just shook her head as she pulled out her keys and got into the driver’s seat, turning the car on and pulling out of the driveway. She forced herself to calm down before turning onto the road. Letting her mind settle on one thing for the drive home. She could deal with the rest later.

For now, she just concentrated on designing a new flyer for her to hand out around town. “Tori’s Dog sitting service.”

It had a nice ring to it.

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