Jasper’s Scene:
The Further Adventures of an Amateur Dog Whore
Intended for adults only. Story Codes: M+Dog/F, Best, Oral, Public, Exhib, Prost, Sperm Fetish
Synopsis: Our favorite dog whore finds herself entertaining more than
just a canine client when a small group of spectators gather to see
the young woman in action…And get a bit of action for themselves as
well!
Jasper’s Scene
By Rachael
I was in the park, my usual spot for a warm Sunday afternoon. It was
nice and clean after a long week of spring rains, everything turned
green and the sky scrubbed blue. Not a cloud in it and I’d found a
good spot near an old beech tree to put my big quilt comforter. It was
old and a bit ragged, a classic patchwork of fabrics hand stitched by
my own grandmother before I was even born.
I loved that comforter and sat on it happily, pulling my long skirt
down my legs and finding an well worn paperback in my purse. It was a
western, Zane Grey, and thin because the man just didn’t waste a lot
of time with a story. It wasn’t the plump maiden posing nude usual fare that a young woman of
twenty would be expected to read, but I wasn’t the usual sort of woman
most people would expect either.
Oh, I’m pretty enough, I suppose. I’d even been called beautiful by
some of the boys in high school, but what did they know? Blonde hair
and blue eyes tends to confuse the issue and having a hard, athletic
sort of body didn’t hurt. Most people assumed I was a swimmer, which I
didn’t completely understand, but perhaps it had to do with my
smallish breasts and obviously toned arms and legs. My flat tummy
might have helped too, but a swimmer? Nah. I wasn’t quite so
industrious in my hobbies.
This particular park was my favorite of the dozen or so scattered
throughout and around the city. I liked it because it wasn’t overly
crowded, for one thing. There weren’t a lot of college guys dragging
coolers behind them and trying to hit attractive girls with their
Frisbees as an excuse to introduce themselves. There were few children
as well, which I appreciated, and none today that I could see. The
playground here was plump maiden posing nude some distance away and close to the parking lot
and it wasn’t much but a few swings and one lonely merry-go-round. I
liked children from a distance.
The gay guys didn’t come here either, since the local haunt for such
activities was a park near the lake. From what I understood the old
boathouse there was a happening spot after sundown…If you happened to
be a gay man, which I’m obviously not. The lesbians, such as they
were, liked a certain park on the hills to the west of town. It’s a
heavily wooded place and blessed with numerous hiking trails and I’d
been there as a girl growing up. You could pick any path and find
women sitting here and there, waiting for someone to come along. It
had seemed strange and lonely to me at first, rather sad in a way, but
I’d understood the necessity of it and made many brief friendships
that way.
Picking blueberries. That what I’d called it and such was always my
excuse to my parents. I wasn’t a lesbian anymore though. Much like
boys had been, girls were just a passing fancy plump maiden posing nude while I window shopped
life. That was what I called it now, window shopping. I’d thought I
needed a label when I was younger, you know, like straight, or gay, or
bisexual. I was a girl. A daughter and a sister, and I was a student
and smart and pretty and all of that. There were so many labels; so
many names I could use to try and describe myself, but that seemed
silly and finally I gave up.
At the end of the day all I really am is me, right? And so I decided
to be me, which is hardly as easy as it sounds! What a paradox and not
the sort of problem to be tackled on an empty stomach.
I had half a sandwich in my purse, egg salad, and I unwrapped it
carefully, holding it by the paper towel I’d used. I’d eaten the other
half on the bus getting here and now I was finishing my lunch and
quite enjoying it while I read my skinny book and basked in the sunny
day. I wish I could say it was fate, or plump maiden posing nude better yet that I’d somehow
planned what happened next, but the truth was that it was entirely by
happy chance that a rather large puppy decided that he wanted a bite
of my sandwich as well.
“Hey!” I narrowed my eyes as most of my sandwich disappeared, leaving
me with a thumb sized bite as you can imagine. “I was eating that!”
“WOOF!” he had a deep voice and I think he had some mastiff in him,
but a lot of St. Bernard as well. He had a huge dopey face, grinning
from ear to ear, and so it was rather difficult to be angry with him.
“Well, you can’t have this!” I said, popping the last bite into my
mouth and savoring it. “I’m hungry!”
“WOOF!” he agreed and he was white and brown, with thick fur and deep
brown eyes, lazy eyes too. I’d thought they were oriental at first,
but no, the dog just didn’t want to open them properly beneath his
heavy brows.
“So, who are you then?” I asked and I reached for his collar, because
he did have one. “Jasper, huh?”
“WOOF!” he nodded happily plump maiden posing nude as I read his name aloud. He wagged his tail
too and he was a dog in all respects.
“Do you have an owner, Jasper?” I wondered. “Or have you run off to
seek your fortune?”
I looked around and there he was, as he had to be. A young man about
my age or a little older, I suppose, early twenties and smiling
sheepishly as he walked towards us. He was tall with dark hair and
friendly eyes, a handsome man probably, and not particularly boyish
despite his youth. He had the presence of someone older, someone in a
hurry and I wondered how he could afford a dog like Jasper. Friends
like that require a lot of time and I could tell already that this man
slept with his watch on, which was a habit I could never abide. I’d
thrown my watch away some while before.
“Jasper!” he said with mock exasperation. “What are you doing? I’m
sorry; he got away from me and…”
“Yes he did,” I nodded. “He ate half of my sandwich.”
“Oh. I’m sorry,” the man frowned and Jasper was happy to sit plump maiden posing nude on my
comforter and I’d found myself scratching the dog behind his left ear.
“I’ll make another one when I get home,” I shrugged.
“Right,” he cleared his throat and he’d already looked me over several
times and now he did it again, so I smiled.
“Are you looking for a date?” I asked him before he could do something
silly like introduce himself.
“Uh…” that drew his eyes to mine and they were blue, like mine.
“Excuse me?”
“A date?” I tilted my head invitingly took Jasper’s left ear in my
hand, giving the animal a playful tug. I liked his ears a lot.
“I’m not sure, uh, are you…” he stopped there because to go much
further and be wrong would be very, very bad for both of us.
“I’m a prostitute,” I nodded, letting him off the hook.
“I see, well…huh,” he grinned. “I never would have guessed that.”
“Yeah,” I shrugged. “It’s up to you anyway.”
I kept playing with Jasper’s ear, but let my eyes fall back to my book
as I held it in my lap. I was just starting chapter six and wondering
if the plump maiden posing nude sheriff was going deputize his son-in-law, or just shoot the
young man. It was that sort of story and I was enjoying myself quite a
lot. I think I would have been very much at home in a time and place
like the fictional old west and I contemplated buying a revolver and
learning how to shoot it. I could even get a holster and learn to
quick-draw, maybe.
“Ahem,” the man was still there and he cleared his throat.
“Hi,” I smiled up at him.
“How much?” he asked and then glanced around, but we were quite alone.
“Depends on what you want,” I said. “Oral is fifty, uh, straight
fucking is a hundred. Anal, hmmm…” I looked at Jasper and gave his ear
another tug, just to see if he’d care, “…One fifty for that, I think.
I’m sort of small back there.”
“Oh,” he swallowed thickly and looked at his watch. “Okay, um, sure.
Yeah.”
“Yeah?” I smiled at the guy. “Great. You can pay first, it’s alright.”
“What?” he blinked at me. “Oh, I’ve never done this, uh, paid for sex
or anything, um…”
“So why are you plump maiden posing nude doing it now,” I wondered, glancing at my paperback
and memorizing the page number.
“Well, um…You’re awfully pretty,” he said and then laughed
nervously. “But I guess you know that, huh?”
“Sure,” I shrugged. “That’s the only reason?”
“My wife…” he said slowly, but without looking around.
“Wife?” I was putting my book in my purse.
“Yeah, she’s pregnant,” he nodded. “Eight months, but it’s been pretty
hard on her. She hasn’t been in much of a mood for a long time and…”
“Oh,” I nodded too. “It’s been hard on you too, then.”
“Exactly,” he smiled, seemingly relived that I understood him so well.
“I just really need to, uh, relax, you know?”
“Sure,” I agreed pleasantly.
“So, where do we go?” he wondered. “I’m Stephen by the way.”
“We don’t have to go anywhere,” I said, patting the comforter I was
laying on. “That’s why I brought this.”
“Here?” he seemed surprised by that.
“Oh, I think it’ll be okay,” I smiled, glancing around and there were
a number of people, a lot of dogs too, but I was hardly bothered by
that. As I said, it was that sort of plump maiden posing nude park, or perhaps I didn’t make
that clear.
“I thought you had a room someplace, or…” the man was nervous, which
made little sense.
“It’s such a nice day,” I grabbed Jasper by both of his ears and
pulled hard, but the dog only grinned at me. “You don’t mind, do you?”
“WOOF!” Jasper replied and he was smarter than he looked, unlike most
people I’ve met.
“Now,” I smiled at the man, this Stephen person. “What was it that you
wanted me to do?”
“Well, if we have to do it here,” he said slowly, making it clear that
he was unhappy, “I guess, um, just a blowjob would be okay.”
“Hmmm…” I nodded. “Cool. So…Fifty up front?”
“Oh, right,” he agreed, taking one more look around before reaching
for his wallet.
“Great!” I took the crisp fifty dollar bill, opened my purse and gave
it to Zane Grey to hold onto for me. “Alright then, let’s see what we
have down here…You’re such a handsome boy! I’m going to like this a
lot, I think.”
“Uh…” the man was still standing there.
“Come on,” I giggled, “Let’s make out for awhile first. plump maiden posing nude You’re not in
a hurry, are you?”
“Excuse me, but…” the man, Stephen, scratched his head.
“Jasper! Don’t be shy,” I sang softly and I was already laying down on
the comforter and I grabbed fistfuls of Jasper’s fur, pulling the dog
down to join me. “See? Oh! This is nice, isn’t it? Kiss me…Come on…
Kiss me, now.”
Jasper was on his side, his left side, while I was on my right side
facing him. He was such a big dog too! About my size, but much heavier
than I was. I put my left leg over him, sliding my calf and foot over
his thigh and shaggy flank. He was so soft and warm and my arm was
around his neck as I brought my mouth close to his. I could smell egg
salad on his breath and I giggled, sticking out my tongue to touch
his. The dog’s mouth was open and he was panting and I licked his
rough tongue slowly, lapping at the saliva pooling on it.
“What are you doing?” the man asked me, somewhat shocked, I believe.
I couldn’t answer him immediately though, plump maiden posing nude Jasper had decided to find
out what my tonsils tasted like, or something. What a huge tongue! It
was long and wide and strong as well. It filled my mouth completely
and the dog didn’t seem to mind at all that I closed my lips around
it. Some dogs don’t like that so much, but Jasper was of a playful
mind and his tongue wriggled inside my mouth and it was giving me
goosebumps.
“Wow!” I breathed after a long minute or so, catching my breath and
almost giggling with the experience. “What a great kisser you are,
Jasper!”
“That’s my dog!” the man said.
“Yeah,” I licked my lips and I was reaching down to find Jasper’s
cock, not surprised to find it had grown out of its sheath already. He
liked kissing too.
“But…What are you doing?” Stephen demanded.
“I’m going to give Jasper a blowjob,” I said. “That’s what you wanted,
right? Or did you change your mind? I bet he’d love to fuck me.”
“I was…It was for me!” he said. “Not the dog!”
I giggled at that, wondering how on earth the man had ever gotten that
idea! plump maiden posing nude Jasper’s cock was growing too and I was sliding down his body
slowly, keeping him still and quiet with one hand, jerking him off
slowly with the other. Jasper was quickly becoming one of my favorite
customers, he was so well behaved. A lot of dogs are impatient or just
confused perhaps by human mating customs. Oh, they enjoy it well
enough, there’s no doubt about that, but unless they’re trained or
like Jasper, possessed of a calm disposition, most dogs get a little
anxious.
“You can’t suck off a dog!” the man decided, but luckily for Jasper it
wasn’t up to Stephen. It was up to me.
“Oh, yes I can,” I sang softly and by then I was face to face with
Jasper’s very handsome cock. “I’m a dog whore.”
If I had to guess, I’d say Jasper’s cock was about nine inches long
and incredibly thick. The dog was well hung indeed and while I don’t
really have a fetish for such things, I won’t deny that the sight of
such a large and obviously aroused cock was enough to get my pussy
juiced. It was narrow plump maiden posing nude at the base, but quickly ballooned for much of
Jasper’s impressive length, and of course the head was wonderfully
shaped for penetration. I could well imagine that dog cock driving
between the soft walls of my pussy, spearing inside me to find the
pillow of my cervix.
Oh! That would be a dread pleasure, as old Zane might say. I wasn’t
that deep and I knew a dog like Jasper wouldn’t settle for anything
less than complete domination of a horny little bitch like me. He
wouldn’t care if he had to knock the wind out of my sails with his
turgid prick. He’d batter my cunt until I was begging for relief,
desperate for the animal’s creamy spend and its soothing balm.
Jasper’s big balls were full of cum and he’d unload inside me for a
good long while once we were locked up. A lot of dogs aren’t that big,
to be completely truthful. The knot gets large, but contrary to
popular belief a woman isn’t built like a dog and the vagina does
stretch quite a lot. It takes a very large dog indeed to lock plump maiden posing nude even a
petite woman up so tight that she can’t get loose.
A dog like Jasper, for instance. I imagined he could probably lock my
pussy up for a few minutes and that deliciously wicked thought made my
tummy tumble! We were in the park afterall and who knows what could
happen in such a place, if I were helpless?
“I’m gonna fuck you, Jasper,” I said, making up my mind on the spot.
It wasn’t very professional of me, I know, but the day was beautiful
and Jasper was so handsome, and I was always that sort of whore. I
fell in love much too easily for my own good.
“Look, uh, maybe we should just forget the whole thing,” Stephen was
saying.
“Mmphhh…” I shrugged and I was taking the flanged head of Jasper’s
cock into my mouth.
He was wet with precum, very thin and watery, and I swallowed it
eagerly. Jasper kicked his legs a bit at the new sensation of having a
woman’s mouth wrapped around his cock, but he didn’t seem to mind. If
anything the dog relaxed even more, dropping his head to the plump maiden posing nude quilt and
giving a soft growl of pleasure. His cock grew to its full size
quickly as I slid my lips down the pale shaft. It was heavily marbled
with thin red and purple veins, and so soft! It would darken with his
excitement, but for the moment it really was white as snow and I
thought that very interesting.
I love dog cock because it feels like silk almost, except less porous
perhaps. If you pay attention, you can feel the texture in raw silk,
faintly to be sure, but it’s there. With a dog’s raw cock though, it’s
just smooth and surprisingly dry at first. It always looks like it
should be wet all over, even slimy if you’re of a juvenile mind, but
it isn’t. Not until I make it so with my lips and tongue. I was
working on that, believe me. Jasper was going to be nice and ready for
my pussy and I was so ready for a hard, loving fuck. It was the
perfect sort of day for it!
“I’m not going to pay you to give my dog a blowjob,” the plump maiden posing nude man said.
I was bobbing my head up and down, working my tightly stretched lips
along the length of Jasper’s cock until I felt his cock touching the
entrance to my throat. I’d pull back then, all the way to the end and
flick my tongue across the tapering head and washing around it. I’d
swallow thickly and catch some cool air in my lungs and then go back
down for more. It was good for both of us, I think, and hardly work at
all. I’ve always been good at sucking cock anyway though and it wasn’t
long before I’d moved my body the right way, angled my head and neck
just right, and took Jasper into my throat easily.
It isn’t much of a trick, once you know how to do it, but for the
uninitiated deep throating seems almost magical somehow. Of course
Jasper was a very large cock and for all my admitted skill, he did
stretch my delicate throat a bit more than I was expecting. It was a
little uncomfortable at first and I thought I might lose my voice for
a day plump maiden posing nude or two afterwards, but how could I not want every inch of that
monster doggy dick inside me? I had to do it just so I’d have bragging
rights, you know? I wished I’d brought a camera with me.
Three or four times all the way down was pretty good. I’d get that
swollen cock of Jasper’s lodged inside my throat, drawing the dog’s
dopey grin as he’d lift his head off the quilt and look at me. My lips
closed around the base where his knot was getting noticeable and I’d
try and swallow, just so the good boy could feel my muscles butterfly
around his fat cock. Jasper seemed to like that a lot and he’d whine
softly, giving me those surprisingly high pitched noises that made my
nipples pop with lust. His legs would kick a bit and I’d hold him
there, as long as I could before lifting away to show Stephen those
nine inches all wet and glistening with my spit.
It was pretty hot but like I said four times was enough of that, I
decided, and I pulled my mouth off plump maiden posing nude Jasper’s cock with a flood of
precum and saliva that I hadn’t been able to swallow. I just grinned
at the astonished look on Stephen’s face while I panted for air. I’d
been wondering why he’d been so quiet. After telling me he wasn’t
going to pay, I expected him to elaborate on the point. Perhaps he’d
demand a refund, or just grab Jasper by the collar and try and lead
the dog away.
But Stephen hadn’t done any of that and now I could see why. He was
kneeling on the grass, just off my comforter, with his pants undone
and his cock in his hand. The man was jerking off while he watched me
suck his dog’s cock. Most men did, I’d long noticed, and I just gave
him a sardonic smile which he mistook for something else. Invitation,
maybe, as Stephan sort of shuffled closer to us on his knees and I
think he was hoping I’d give his cock the same loving treatment I’d
shown his dog.
“Come on, Jasper…Here boy, come here…” I’d gotten on my hands and
knees, pulling my skirt up my long plump maiden posing nude legs to expose my thighs and then
my ass.
I wasn’t wearing panties and I hadn’t for a long time, not since high
school probably. Maybe junior high school, it was sometimes difficult
to remember small things like that. Oh, sometimes I wore underwear, of
course, but I mean on a normal day to the park when I was planning on
getting adventurous, I left my panties at home. They’d just get in the
way more often than not and it was so much easier just to pull up my
skirt and offer Jasper my freshly shaven pussy. I liked to keep it
neat and clean, spoiled with baby lotion to keep my vulva soft and
smelling faintly of peaches. I pampered my pussy, I’ll admit, and
right then all Jasper could smell was the musky aroma of my arousal.
Jasper caught a good whiff of my urgency and I giggled and then gasped
with pleasure when the animal took his first tentative lick. He was up
by then, back on his feet, and I was down like a bitch I heat, rocking
my butt from side to side plump maiden posing nude and spreading my legs for his attentions
