She liked to realize that talking with the guys that she liked, hugging and kissing, she flowed, and the guys did not even guess about it. Her hole was wetted, getting ready to accept their members, but the owners of the members could not take them out of their pants, afraid to be ridiculed and sent away. She was amused and very excited by such a game.

The dog was stepping up the pace, getting ready to throw out his seed. Dasha continued to sit docilely with her legs apart and let herself be fucked, exposing the most sensual part of the slits to the blows of her penis. Sensual pleasure was growing inside her body and urgently demanded a way out. Some more strong and sharp blows of a hot member and the girl began to twitch in an orgasm. The dog continued to fuck her, only pressing his paws harder, feeling the movement. The blows of the penis continued, and Dasha was already afraid that it would last forever, but now something hot came on her pubis, and then the dog got off of her. Dasha continued to sit with her legs apart and watched the dog, snorting, move away from the bench. When he disappeared completely, she looked between her legs. There everything was flooded with something wet and muddy. A little thought, Dasha got up from the bench and, straightening her skirt, quickly went home. Streams of dog discharge ran down her legs, droplets falling to the ground. When she got to the house, the discharge on her skin dried up, forming a crust. Wet were only panties and spots on the skirt. She slipped into the bathroom and quickly changed her clothes, washing away the signs of dog rape.

Dasha avoided going outside for several days without need, fearing not knowing why herself. It seemed to her that someone had necessarily seen everything and would surely recognize her and she would be the subject of jokes and jokes. But gradually this fear passed. Even more than that, Dasha began to recall that incident with pleasure. More and more often, the image of a dog raping her came to her, causing a pleasant feeling between her legs.

She even went to the park on several occasions, in the hope that she would meet that dog again and that he would take possession of her again. Then she was ashamed of her thoughts and intentions, but after a while, she was walking again. After several unsuccessful attempts, Dasha stopped going crazy and the walks to the park ended.

However, in dreams and dreams, caressing herself during periods of sexual arousal, Dasha always returned to that park. And the dog again attacked her, again raped her. In the girl's fantasies, the dog became more and more, his cock was hotter and longer. Sometimes he would tear off all his clothes with his teeth and paws and sharply drove his organ, sometimes caressing his tongue first, licking her cheek, sometimes there were two dogs.

Part 3. Sometimes dreams come true.

For 16 years, Dasha finally bloomed like a girl. A pretty face was complemented by a very sexy figure, with a pronounced chest and ass. All the guys in the area curled around her, trying to get at least a little bit of her attention and be able to be close. She was even in a relationship several times. But more than a month they did not stretch. She willingly kissed and hugged on dates, but as soon as the guys tried to move forward, she gave the back. And as if the guys did not insist, she calmly refused and then threw them.

If Dashka had been asked why this was happening, she would not have been able to answer. Since she herself at that moment did not understand that she needed someone who would take her without asking. One who would even be scared to say no. Similar to a stray dog ​​from her fantasies.

One day, she was returning from an optional course in English and in the stairwell she ran into a man.

- ABOUT! Hello, little one!

Dashka's heart stopped. It was a neighbor Alex!

- Hello!

And instantly flew up the stairs and ran into the house. She was so surprised that she did not immediately realize that her neighbor had become smaller. Only then she guessed that it was she just grew up. And the rest, he almost did not change. Wrinkles only became more and it seems scars. And a voice. The voice has become such, calm or something. He was also given 6 years old. She was 14 when she was put in a fight, now she is 18. It turns out, ran away?

She told the parents about the meeting, and they reassured her, saying that the neighbor went out on parole. At night, the girl recalled the events of 4 years ago. As it usually happens, dreams and fantasies thickened into real memories, turning the debtor’s household and collectors into a heroic battle of a superman with villains. So Dasha and fell asleep, thinking about the neighbor.

In the morning she went to school as usual. Last year she had to chop off and then to college. On the staircase sat Alex. Nearby was a bottle of vodka. Almost empty. Dasha tried to pass by, but the neighbor grabbed her ankle. Dasha squeaked.

- And you grew up, little one! Straight princess!

Dasha stood and looked at the neighbor. At first she did not feel a wild fear of him. He was still terrible, still her knees were bending under his gaze, but he was no longer sick. She looked straight into his eyes. Though he was drunk, he had a thought in his eyes.

- You're awesome! Guys I suppose the passage does not give?

- Not! I have no boyfriend.

- Why is it so?

- I do not want!

Alexey laughed out loud, but he did not release the girl’s leg. On the contrary, he grabbed it with his other hand, and began to stroke the one that he held, rising up.

- She does not want! Who will ask you that ?! You can see the guys here are frail and weak at all.

- Normal guys!

Dasha felt her neighbor's hand rising higher and lower on her budra and penetrating under her skirt. His rough palm burned the delicate skin on his leg. But Dasha could not escape. Weakness in the legs treacherously let it down.

- If they were normal, then in the morning you would get out of the window, squeezed to a vacuum in the eggs. Look as you want, shakes it all!

- I want nothing! I need to learn, and not walk with the guys!

Dasha did not recognize her voice. Like a stranger, not her, not at all audible. A neighbor's hand touched her panties and began to stroke the slit.

- ABOUT! Yes you are all hot! SchA will flow!

- Not! Let go

Dasha grabbed the railing for fear of falling. She understood that if she didn’t do something decisive, then her neighbor would pin her up and maybe even fuck her. Moreover, she felt that she was getting wet and the Dog, of course, felt this. But suddenly the neighbor removed his hand and let go of the girl’s leg.

- Well, run! Learn! But once again you get me in this form, planted on most tomatoes!

Dasha jumped out of the porch and ran to the school. She did not understand why he let her go. And she didn’t know how serious his threat was. In any case, Dasha tried to wear jeans in the following days. Several times she came across a neighbor, but he did not even hint about their meeting.

Dasha has already forgotten about the case when fate again pushed her with her neighbor. This time she was at the birthday party of her friend. After the celebration in the apartment, they continued (to drink beer and wine without parental control) on the veranda of the city stadium. In the midst of fun to them, the man fell in and started yelling!

- What x. I! Well, piled all home! This is a stadium, not a bar!

One of the guys wanted to object to something, but he immediately got in his ear and fell off his feet.

- I, bl. Here is the watchman and I will not repeat!

Dasha was stunned. It was a dog. So this is where it works. Their whole company immediately began to run. The guys helped the defeated to rise and dragged along. Everyone was in such a hurry that they forgot about Dashka. And she like a fool stood and looked at the neighbor. She clearly understood that she was dressed like that time, even more crying. If Alexey recognizes her now, God forbid he will remember his drunken promise. This thought returned Dasha the opportunity to move, and she rushed to the exit. But in a hurry she stumbled and stretched out on the veranda floor. The flashlight beam immediately snatched ... Read more →