Angie’s New Collar (part nine of series)

    She was procrastinating pretty desperately. Her mother insisted that they all go to church on Easter morning, if no other time, and yelled up the stairs at her again. Angie lay on her bed, her white tights abandoned halfway on, snuggling with the stuffed bunny that Cara had given her. She nuzzled her face between its ears.

“I’m almost ready!” Angie called back, sighing and sitting up reluctantly to finish pulling up her tights. She twisted her hair up and grabbed a wide tortoiseshell barrette to secure it with as she left her room.

“Take that thing off,” her mother frowned, glaring at Angie’s collar when she came downstairs.

“Can’t. I don’t have the key.”

Angie rolled her eyes when her mother walked back into the kitchen. She bent over to pull up the straps on the heels of her sandals and didn’t even have time enough to react between feeling a cold sensation on her neck and hearing the quick ‘snick’ of scissor blades. The buckle and lock rattled as her collar fell off. Angie caught it on its way down, turning to stare in shock at her mother, who was still holding a pair of kitchen shears.

“Mother!” she gasped.
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 Angie’s Long Day (part six of series)

   Cara had called the night before, telling her that she had a present for her. She’d arrived at Angie’s house about fifteen minutes before school started, after Angie’s parents had gone to work. She carried a small white gift bag, its handles tied together with a red bow.

“What is it” Angie asked in anticipation. She knew it had to be something good.

Cara walked on into the kitchen and handed the bag to her. “Go ahead and open it.”

She pulled one end of the bright red ribbon and reached in, pulling out a small but sturdy leather harness that had a little padlock in the buckle located on one side. Angie giggled.

“Take off your skirt and panties and stand on the chair,” Cara told her. Angie obeyed, stepping up onto one of the wooden dining chairs. Cara took the lock off and had her step through one loop of the harness, then pulled two toys from her purse. She secured them through separate holes in the crotch of the harness, snapping them into place. She slid the one closest to her between her lips, lubricating it with her mouth, just in case, and inserted it into Angie’s cunt. Angie moaned a short moan and smiled. Cara walked around behind her and sucked on the slightly smaller toy, being sure to leave more saliva on it, and spread the younger girl’s ass cheeks, pushing the fat little pink cock inside. Angie grunted at the sudden presence of it and squirmed as Cara tightened all of the straps, then buckled and locked the harness at her hip.

“There. You’ll wear that until I see you tomorrow evening,” Cara said cheerfully.

“Tomorrow” Angie gaped at her.
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 Angie’s 14th Birthday Gift (part one of series)

    She was so nervous she could hardly contain herself as her parents got ready to go out. They felt safe leaving her home by herself, now, since she had Davey to protect her. Just a few days before, Angie wouldn’t have even dreamed of the things currently running through her mind. The difference between then and now was that one of her friends had sent her a forwarded e-mail, saying OMG this is sick! You have to see it!” When she opened the file, she’d at first been stunned to see a huge Great Dane fucking a woman as if she were another dog.

After getting over the shock, she played the file again. She was surprised to find that her pussy was tingling. That was when she started hatching the idea to try something with Davey. She felt strange even thinking about it. She had kissed boys a few times, but she’d never so much as been felt up. She masturbated, sure, but that was all. The thought of doing something that seemed so ‘bad’ excited her so much that she couldn’t resist acting on it. She had started seriously planning.

It took all of her self-control to not raise her parents’ suspicions by hurrying them out the front door. When they finally left, she turned the locks and went to the sliding glass door off the kitchen, where Davey had been very happily playing with a few of the abundance of toys she’d demanded he needed. She made loud kissing sounds until he bounded toward her, tongue lolled out and happy to see her again. She patted him on the head and tempted him with baby talk until he came inside, then she shut the door behind him.

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 Angie’s Show (part seven of series)

   Angie arrived at Cara’s house by taxi at five minutes til seven, with twilight already falling. She had asked why Cara couldn’t pick her up at school, and was told that there were things she still had to do. Angie pulled her overnight bag with her as she got out, paid the driver, and waited until he had gone before going up the walk to knock at the door. Cara answered almost immediately. The cordless phone was cradled between her left ear and shoulder.

“Go take a shower. Just a quick one. Don’t lollygag,” she was instructed as soon as she stepped inside.

Angie nodded and put her bag down on the coffee table to dig for nicer clothes, but Cara shook her head. She pointed at a dark red shopping bag at the other end of the sofa, then nudged her in the direction of the bathroom.

She dropped articles of clothing as she went, knowingly trying Cara’s patience. A few minutes later, Cara came in, leaning in the doorway just as she was getting ready to shave herself.

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 Angie’s Search for Pet-Lovers (part two of series)

    Since their first time, she had let Davey fuck her on a couple more occasions. She thought about it virtually all the time. And every time it crossed her mind, she got wet.

This almost constant horniness caused her to flirt with one of the boys she liked at school for a while, in hopes of getting further with him. She went out with him a few times, and on their last date, they had mostly dry-humped in the back seat. She found herself thinking about Davey fucking her while the boy’s hands groped around under her shirt, and she suddenly didn’t even feel like screwing around with him. After a rushed handjob, he took her home. She hadn’t made another date with him since.

It only took a few days for her to find out about a group of people who met pretty near her town, who euphemistically called themselves animal lovers”.

Their next meeting was wet up to take place in just over a week. God, how she wanted to go! It was all she could think about all the way through school the next day. Before long, she had come up with a little plan. When she was walking home from school, it occurred to her that there was a snag in it, however. She ran up to her room and dug through her closet. There was nothing in there that didn’t give away her age, and her mother’s clothes were a few sizes too big for her. She swore and slammed her closet door shut, trying to think of a way to get clothing that would make her look somewhat adult.

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 Angie’s Misbehavior (part five of series)

He had wanted to fuck her up against the same wall he had gotten to last time, but she wanted to keep him from making a garden of hickies across her chest again. She had been the one to suggest him doing her from behind.

I’m gonna come,” he grunted.

Don’t come in me. Do it on me.”

Where at”

Just on the outside.”

He pulled out of her. She felt the head of his small dick rubbing against her pussy as he masturbated himself the rest of the way, then the warm ropes of come as they hit her. She grinned, but he couldn’t see it in the darkness.

Angie stood up straight and smoothed her skirt down, enjoying the feeling of the boy’s come smearing between her thighs, still dripping slowly downward. School would be out in just about forty-five minutes, and she’d head to Cara’s car again. It had been two weeks since she’d seen her. She had been suckered into going to her father’s family reunion the Friday before, so she didn’t get to see Cara and Joey. She couldn’t wait for Cara to discover what was between her legs today, though.

Are you on something” Robbie asked as he tucked his shirt in.

Huh”

Are you on the pill or something”

Oh, yeah, I’m on the pill.”

She had been taking the birth control pills her mother had forced her to get. She was being a good girl, where that was concerned.
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 Angie’s Gets Loaned Out (part eight of series)

   Angie sighed deeply and slouched a little to one side, putting her head on Cara’s shoulder. “When did they stop having any films or anything”

Cara grinned indulgently at Angie’s boredom. “They haven’t. The projector is broken.”

“So all it’s going to be this time is people talking”

“Pretty much.”
“Then why did you bring me Why are they having a meeting on Christmas Eve, anyway I thought most people had plans for today.”

“Hey, now. Ice, thin. Behave yourself.”

Angie gave a little groan in response and quieted. The Pet-Lovers meeting was sedate, to say the least. She saw Daniel hovering around a table display of various sex toys and gave him a little wave. He grinned back.

Another speaker, a woman, went up behind the microphone and began talking about which lubricants were safe to use with animals. Angie wiggled a foot under her chair to stay awake. She heard the foyer doors shut and twisted around to see Jonathan walking near the wall, looking as if he were barely restraining himself from running, toward a door at the back.

“Look,” she poked Cara gently in the side, “Look, it’s Jonathan.”

Cara nodded and put her hand around Angie’s, holding it down to cease the poking. “I see.”
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 Angie in Heat (part four of series)

    She approached her parents’ bedroom door silently, listening to the grunts coming from within. She clamped a hand over her mouth to smother a giggle before she found the door ajar. She crouched lower and inched close, being careful to not bump it and risk being found spying.

The lights were dim, with only one of the bedside lamps on. Her father was sitting against the headboard, legs spread, with her mother kneeling and bend over between them, working her head up and down on his cock. The grunts were coming from him. One of his hands was holding a clump of her mother’s hair in a fist, and every few dips of her head, he held her there for a few seconds.

Stop,” he said, pushing her away and getting up onto his knees, guiding her a bit roughly to turn around. He spread her ass cheeks and pushed his cock into her. She whimpered a little.

Angie forced herself away from the door and hurried to her room, jumping into bed. Under the covers, she slipped off her panties and pressed her fingers against her clit, feeling the slickness that had already worked its way over her pussy. She rubbed herself to an orgasm that was far less satisfying than she would have liked, sucked the wetness from her fingers, and fell asleep.
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A Housecall for Angie (part three of series)

Hello” she answered breathlessly, with more than a little aggravation in her voice. She choked back a groan as Davey pulled at her cunt to put one of his back legs over her, putting them ass-to-ass again.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the line. You sound like you’re a bit busy.”

Angie squealed, Cara! Hi!”

The woman laughed. So, are you busy”

I’m, uh, a little tied up, so to speak.”

Mmm, I can imagine what kind of tied you are. Did I catch you at a bad time”

No, no. I’m sort of stuck for a while, anyway. You get to listen to me come at least one more time, though…” she added mischievously.

Oh, I can do better than that. Mind if I drop by”

Of course! I’d love to see you. I can’t exactly get to the door to unlock it, though. Come around to the back. The glass door is open.”

I’ll be there in ten minutes, then.”

And I’ll probably still be kind of stuck.”

Good. I’ll get to play along. I’ve got Joey with me, is that okay.”

Oh my God, yeah! Bring him!”

Cara laughed lightly at her enthusiasm. See ya soon!”
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One day, I had just got out of the shower and Muffy was waiting for me. She followed me into my bedroom. I didn’t really want her there because I wanted to beat-off. I was going to kick her out but thought she would just lie outside my door and that would look suspicious. So I pulled out the pictures that I had hidden in the closet. They were just underwear and bathing suit ads from catalogs and not nearly as good as the porno magazines I saw in the stores but they had always been good enough. I didn’t have a lock for the door, so I blocked it with a 2X4 under the handle. At first, I didn’t want Muffy to see so I got under the covers on the bed. I had a woody even before I looked at the pictures and began to stroke myself. Muffy just sat there and watched me, sometimes cocking her head sideways. I figured that if she wanted to watch, I would give her a show and pulled the covers off. It was not as if she would tell Mom about it. It was fun to have her watch me. When she got up and walked over to the bed, I grabbed my cock around the base and pointed it at her. She licked it. Damn, I didn’t expect that but it felt great. I tugged her in and stuck my cock in her face. She licked it some more and it only took seconds till I cummed on her face. She liked the taste and licked off her nose and the remains off my cock. I almost squirted again.

We did this several more times over the next week and I stopped looking at the pictures. Muffy would wag her tail as she followed me to my room and then lick until she got her reward.

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