Author: reluctantpermission

Brittany’s New Puppy: Going Deeper [ff] [bst] [inc]

“Shit,” Sarah swore softly under her breath. She sat on her bed, watching her sister Brittany with an almost morbid fascination. Brittany lay on her stomach on the ground, completely naked and pinning down her dog Sasha as she sucked on his large canine cock. She worked with enthusiasm, her hand pumping tirelessly while she bobbed up and down, her tongue teasing the full length of the animal’s shaft. As Sarah watched, Brittany pulled away, a victorious grin on her face.

“Yes!” Brittany exclaimed, laughing as ropes of cum exploded from Sasha’s dick, coating her face with thick dog jizz. Sarah sighed, a little impressed by her younger sister, but mostly hoping that she’d forget the…

“Looks like I win,” Brittany said, suddenly standing in front of Sarah and pulling her out of her thoughts.

“It was hardly a fair bet to begin with,” Sarah countered. “You’ve sucked Sasha off so much more than I have.”

“It’s not like I ever stopped you,” Brittany replied. “And besides, you had like twenty minutes. I could see him getting bored waiting for you to give up.” Read more »

Brittany’s New Puppy: Beginnings [f] [bst]

Brittany awoke not with a bang, but with a whimper. Softly groaning to herself, she slowly slid open her eyes, rolling over onto her back to stare up the ceiling.

Light streamed through the window, causing her half closed eyes to squint even further. With a great force of will, Brittany forced herself to roll her head and open her eyes just enough to acknowledge the time. 9:53.

She sighed, knowing that with this new found information her body wouldn’t allow her to rest for long. Though it was a Saturday, Brittany’s mind couldn’t justify wasting the day lounging in bed. She was a doer, and the furthest thing from complacent.

Sitting up slightly so her head was just barely resting on her pillow, Brittany noticed that the house was unusually quiet. Her still groggy head spun for a few seconds before remembering that her sister was receiving an award for a writing competition, taking both proud parents along with her. At 19 Brittany had just begun her college experience, and wasn’t overly concerned with winning any awards. She was content to simply stay afloat. Read more »

Brittany’s New Puppy [ff] [bst] [inc]

Technically, the whole family adopted Sasha, but from an early age it became apparent that he was Brittany’s dog. He answered only to her call, slept at the foot of her bed, and spent every waking moment he could right by her side. At first Sarah was jealous, but in time she simply smiled at the dog’s antics. It certainly wasn’t anything personal, and the time the dog left her alone was simply more time to attend to her studies.

At 20, Sarah was bookish in both character and appearance, her quiet demeanor appropriately matched by her short cut blonde hair and plain, conservative glasses. Her usually flat face would occasionally morph into a subtle smile at an amusing anecdote, but she rarely laughed or made humor of her own.

Even Sarah’s body seemed to reflect her aura. She was thin, almost painfully so, and those who had never seen her workout might deem her fragile. She remained well toned, her legs and butt cut and tight from many a brisk jog, though try as she might she couldn’t enhance her small breasts. Sarah rarely stood out in a crowd, but she was content this way. Few bothered to bother her. Read more »