The idea clung to her like it had been glued to her brain. All day the concept had lingered, making her seem distracted and distant to her friends and teachers. Her best friend even checked to see if she was okay, and while she did not think her excuse was believed, she at least made it through the day without too much difficulty.

She whipped past her mother, casting a half hearted hello at the woman in the kitchen making dinner for the two of them. Closing her door behind her, she collapsed onto the bed. The cold air wafted up her skirt, making her very aware of the torture she had put herself through all day.

Skirt and shirt dropped to the floor next to her bed, socks quickly joining them. She looked between her legs. The panties had been pink when she had put them on that morning, but the thoughts inside of her head had made her gush three times thoroughly the day, leaving her panties soaked in her juices and transformed into a dark pink as a consequence.

She gently peeled the panties from her frame, feeling the cold air hit her clit and making her shudder. The nub grew and stiffened as her fingers played across it, like a musician tuning an instrument. She sighed, finally content to do what she had wanted all day long.

Her joy froze instantly as something even colder brushed up against her hand. She looked down between her legs to see the wide smile of her pet dog, its nose inches from her exposed cleft. While her first instinct was to pull away, she held herself still, the thought from earlier still burned into her brain. She focused on her pet's shaggy head, willing it to make a move as she lay still.

After a moment's hesitation, it gingerly ran a tongue across her labia, the juices collected in their folds coating his tongue. The singular taste was more than enough, especially since its mistress was not scolding him, and he began to aggressively lick at her tiny cunnie in the hopes of finding the source.

Her reaction was instantaneous and overwhelming, its tongue taking her to new heights of pleasure. She moaned and groaned, hands subconsciously grasping at its head and pulling it deeper, harder, and firmer against her needy clit. She lost all sense of time and space, the only sensation her mind processed being its tongue on her.

Finally and without warning, the first climax slammed into her, her juices squirting all over its snout and her hands. The second quickly followed as the animal lapped at her labia to clean up the mess made by its mistress. The third orgasm was a long and drawn out one, initiated by its tongue delving deep into her canal and curling to draw out the final drops of her love nectar.

Chest heaving, she pushed its head away and rolled away, burying her face in her pillow. As she lay there, her mind cleared enough to ask herself a simple question. "Didn't I close my door?"

She slowly turned her head, eyes scanning across the room until they locked with her mother's as she stood in the doorway. At first, her heart raced with shame before realizing there was a smile on her face.

"I had a feeling I saw your eyes at the top of the stairs last night," her mother said quietly, her hand ruffling the fur behind the ears of their beloved pet. "Did you have fun?"

She nodded gently at her mother, the mental image of the previous night filling her mind the same way it had all day long. Her nakedness was forgotten as she sprawled out on the bed, pussy puffy and red from the tongue lashing it had just received. Her mother could not help but state, the scent of her own arousal drawing the attention of the dog sitting next to her.

Its head pushed up between her legs, following the scent under the modest skirt. She shivered and spread her legs slightly before giving in to its insistence. The two girls' eyes locked once more as they both realized the extent of their new bond. As her mother succumbed to the waves of orgasmic bliss, she hoped they would get to repeat this night again many times in the days to come.

(hope you enjoyed. feel free to let me know what you think :3 )