Claire peeled off her panties where she stood and positioned her pussy in front of Duke's long, handsome, snout. "Sniff-the-Bitch, boy! Sniff-your-Bitch!" Claire felt Duke's cold, wet, nose pressing against her warm gash. She liked the cold feeling against her hot, little, pussy. And she knew his cold nose would soon be replaced with his warm tongue!
"Oh, Duke," Claire sighed. "You would never tell anyone our secrets, would you boy?" Claire said, leading Duke to her bedroom, but taking the long way, through the living room, around the entryway, through the kitchen and down the long hallway to her room. Duke sniffed her warming cunt whenever Claire would pause long enough to let him. He was aching to taste her essence once again, but knew he had to wait until she allowed him to.
In her room, Claire stripped off her clothes and danced around her room, with Duke playfully following her while being encouraged to 'Sniff-the-Bitch.' Claire finally decided she had teased Duke long enough; they were both aroused now. She put her steaming cunt in front of Duke.
"Lick-the-Bitch, Duke!" she said. "Lick-your-Fucking-Bitch!"
Duke lapped at her cunt eagerly and Claire moaned, "! So fucking good!" Her clit tingled when Duke ran his tongue over it, searching for the entrance to her sweet honey-hole.
Claire considered how she had been so silly for falling for a stupid boy who could never lick her cunt as well as Duke. And, he was always there for her and never told anyone what a horny, nasty, slut she was! She suddenly realized she didn't need a boyfriend as long as she had him.
"Oh Duke! Oh, my sweet doggy lover!" Claire said, stepping away from him before he could make her cum. She was ready to cum. She had been horny for five days now without relief. And so had Duke.
"You always please me and never leave me hanging like that asshole, Tony! And to think I was almost ready to suck his dick!" Claire ran her fingers up and down her slit. Her knees were getting weak. She needed to lay down and spread her legs for Duke. She needed to cum!
Claire quickly stripped off her clothes and climbed onto her bed. "Up boy!" she said.
Duke jumped on the bed and immediately rolled over, his hard cock exposed to his master. He was ready for what he thought was coming next.
"You little devil! I never said the magic words! I never said 'Bitch-Hand-Job!'"
Duke sat up and barked, recognizing those special words. His cock was poking out of his sheath, getting longer, and fatter.
"Oops! Did I say it again, Duke?" Claire teased. "Did I say Bitch-Hand-Job? Did I boy?"
"Bark! Bark!" Duke said and lapped at Claire's face.
"OK, yes it's time for your Bitch-Hand-Job, Duke. I can wait a while. Now lay down and let me play with your cock!"
Duke laid down again and twisted back and forth on his back, his hard cock swaying obscenely for her. He knew his bitch liked to tease him before pleasing him.
"Oh, what a pretty cock you have, Duke. It's much nicer than Tony's. And, a lot bigger too!" She giggled. Claire ran her hand over his sheath, coaxing his cock out even further. She gently stroked him, and soon his cock was hard and throbbing. It was thick, purple, and wet. His veins pulsed. His balls clenched. His knot swelled.
Claire cooed at Duke and began to stroke him as she had done so many times before.
It had all started with her need to save Duke from castration; to make him cum and keep him playing their naughty, sexy, sniffing and licking game. And, she did it to stop him from trying to fuck everything in sight. But now, she learned to love his handsome face, his heavy, hairy balls, his cute pink dick (when it first pokes out from his sheath), and his hard, swollen cock, filled with desire and waiting for her attention. She loved playing with his cock and feeling him spray his pre-cum and never-ending ejaculate all over her naked body, and she loved how he licked her pussy afterwards.
She stroked his wet cock with her fingers, tickling his knot. She knew he liked that. The first squirt of pre-cum caught her by surprise. He must really be horny today! She suddenly realized neither one of them had cum for almost a week! Oh, this was going to be so good! She was so hot and ready for a good pussy-licking!
Claire reached for the towel she used to keep Duke's sperm and pre-cum from soiling her blankets but it wasn't there. In her excitement, she had forgotten to take one from the linen closet.
Claire hated to spoil the moment by getting out of bed. She loved to rub his hot doggy cum all over her sexy, teenage, body and then massage his sperm onto her breasts, ass, thighs, and pussy. Then, she would taste it while Duke tasted her. The only problem was it was so messy. Her mother even asked why she was washing so many towels recently.
Then, Claire had an idea. A very naughty idea. A very nasty, naughty, idea. She knew how she could keep Duke's cum from getting all over her bed. Jacking off his cock was very messy, with sperm flying everywhere… but a blow-job…?
Yes, blowing Duke would be much neater and less messy. That's a good thing, right? She wouldn't have to dirty a towel, and her mom would be happy, and she knew Duke would be happy. And what about her? Well, she was sure it would be very…, ah…, interesting? It would certainly be a new experience for both of them. And maybe a little arousing? No, Claire found the idea of sucking her dog's cock very arousing.
Claire was trying her best to convince herself that putting Duke's hard cock into her mouth and sucking him until he came was the most logical thing she could do. After all, she rationalized, she was almost ready to suck Tony's cock last Saturday night, why not Duke's? A dick's a dick, right?
Besides, Duke deserved a blow-job more than that asshole Tony. And, she loved the taste of his doggy-sperm anyway. So, sucking his doggy-dick until Duke came in her mouth would relieve his horniness, keep the bed clean, not dirty a towel, he deserved it, and it would be naughty, fun, and tasty too! Brilliant! She was convinced.
"Oh, Duke!" Claire sang happily. "I have a surprise for you, my precious, precious boy." Claire ran her fingers along Duke's cock softly.
"Oh, Duke, you know how much I love you and would do anything for you! I love how you wait for me to come home from school. I love how you wag your tail so hard when you see me and it always gets me wet, knowing the fun we are going to have. I love how you show Mrs. Hill what an obedient boy you are at doggy-school, and I love how you lick my pussy until I cum."
"I'm going to suck your cock for you, Duke. I'm going to relieve you with my mouth instead of my hand. I may not be too good at first, but I know I'll get better." Claire began to rub her pussy.
"Oh, Duke! I want to taste you. I want to lick your cock and suck your balls. I want to feel your hot cum shooting into my mouth. Would you like that, boy? Would you like my sweet lips wrapped around your big, fat, doggy-cock, Duke? I wouldn't do this for any of the boys at school, but I'll do it for you, my handsome, furry lover!"
Duke, of course, did not know what Claire was saying. But that was OK.
"This will be better than a Bitch-Hand-Job, Duke," she said. "How about a…," Claire thought about what to name her new command. Got it!
"Bitch-Blow-Job?" she said teasingly. Duke's ears perked up.
"Duke? How about a…Bitch-Blow-Job?" Claire said again.
Duke looked at her quizzically. He didn't know these words.
"Bitch-Blow-Job?" Claire teased again. "Do you, boy? Do you want it? Bitch-Blow-Job?"