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Val sighed deeply, watched as the motes of dust spiralled up into the air, dancing languidly in the golden light of the setting sun.
Well. This sucked.
She'd expected to spend her summer break with her friends, riding around on their long boards, stealing cheap beers from the crappy 7-Eleven down the road. Y'know, normal 15 year old activities. Or as normal as can be expected when you lived in a shitty middle of nowhere town. Even the cracked roads and dirt 'sidewalks' would have been better than this.
Maybe it was some teen's dream to find themselves in the middle of an affluent, shiny, bright and new neighbourhood, complete with a pool and big back yard, but Valerie Hewitt couldn't fucking stand it. Well. The pool was neat. The rest? Fuckin' bullshit.
Her mother's promotion and relocation had caught all of them by surprise. Janet was a hard, hard worker, but in her corporate nightmare of an online data entry job, even Val knew the idea of her getting promoted past what she'd already been given was probably unlikely. But then the company had found a problem in their back end code or some shit, and Janet's mom, who had always been good with computers, had fixed it, and been rewarded tenfold.
And now they were here. Middle of somewhere California, where the sun was hotter than she'd ever experienced, the sky brighter, the nights longer - yet another thing she couldn't stand - and so busy.
In her old neighborhood, there had been woods and streams and dirty ponds and overgrown yards. Place to explore. Here, all the houses were so fancy even glancing at them made her feel like she was committing a crime. It was too sterile. Too perfect. Where was the space for teens to roam without getting into trouble? Walking down the road sucked too - the sidewalks were hard, off-white and reflected the baking heat of the sun.
And that didn't even touch on how pissed off she was about losing all her goddamn friends.
"Fucking. Bullshit." She mumbled under her breath again before rolling over on her mattress, huffing sharply out of her nose, but she groaned when she heard a knock at her door. "Yeah?"
"Mom wants to see you," Her sister, Sierra's voice carried, muffled through the thick wood. "Also you promised you'd help-"
"You pick out some new clothes, I know, I know." Val could tell she sounded more annoyed than she was, but she used the opportunity to get up off her bed and open the door, brushing past her sister and motioning for her to follow her. "At least now that we live here you get to start over. That's kind of exciting for you, yeah?"
She could almost hear Sierra's crooked grin, and she rolled her eyes, but a smile was on her own face. Sierra, having started her gender journey in the middle of her middle school career, had been subject to some pretty terrible bullying because of it. The only silver lining of moving here was knowing her younger sister was going to be able to live the way she wanted without all the baggage of people who'd known her since she was born. She'd started her puberty blockers early, and while the 13 year old hadn't been taking true HRT, their mother had at least had enough sense and love to allow Si to halt her transition into adolescence, at least physically, before she went past a point she was comfortable with.
Even their youngest sister, Hannah, was thriving here. She was still young at 7 years old, but she was wholeheartedly accepting the move with open arms. Specifically the pool. The kid had always been hard to keep out of the water - this was like a dream come true to her.
She poked her head into the living room, and Janet looked up from her laptop.
"You wanted me?"
"Oh, yeah, miss Martinez wanted to see you. Said she had a job for ya."
"Like, right now?"
"She said any time after supper."
"Cool."
Shrugging, she turned back to Sierra, beckoning her back to their bedrooms. Finding stuff to order for her was easy - she was still stick thin and gangly - anything would fit her, especially with the nice padded bra they'd just picked up for her the week prior. They just needed to make a list of whatever and send it off to mom.
"Can I come to miss Martinez' house with you?" Sierra asked later on, catching Valerie by surprise.
"What, why?"
"Well, cause she's, y'know..."
Val rolled her eyes.
"Sierra, she probably just wants me to clean her pool or mow her lawn. She already told you that you can ask her all the transfemme related questions you want. You don't need to come over with me for something unrelated. Hell, get mom to take you over there someday so you can talk to her if you need to."
Sierra pouted, but Val ignored her, typical teenage attitude creeping up as she saved the Amazon Wishlist, sending it to their mother before messing up her sisters hair, leaving the room as Sierra muttered swears that she wasn't old enough to understand under her breath.
Supper came and went, Val inhaling the chicken sandwich her mom had ordered from some fast food joint they hadn't had back in their hometown, (she had to admit... having access to all this new food was kinda nice) and soon enough she was standing on the neighbors doorstep, watching with irritation as the sun started to set. It was still so early - the sun set so much later back home... Felt like there was way more time in the day-
Her thoughts were interrupted when miss Martinez opened her fancy french door, and Val felt her face flush just a little bit. Val had long since known she was into girls, but she hated how her crushes always seemed to be older women. Teachers, doctors, the air hostess who had helped them to their seats-- And miss Martinez, with her so slight Mexican accent, rich tanned skin and jet black hair, usually tied back into a neat bun, the pants suits Val almost never saw her without... She swallowed hard.
"Hey, miss Martinez, my mom said you wanted to see me?"
"Please, Valerie, call me Lucia." Her smooth, deep voice had Val inhaling sharply, but she did her best to keep the heat from creeping up into her face. She motioned her in and Val followed, only able to make it a few paces in before reaching down to greet the energetic black pit bull mix nearly wagging his entire hind end in excitement. "Speak of the devil - I actually was going to ask you if you wanted to take care of Corvo for me. I have a meeting a few hours away and won't be able to bring him with me for the night. How d'you feel about making some pocket money?"
Oh. That sounded kinda nice, actually. She didn't know what the hell she'd spend it on - everything around here seemed three times more expensive - but the idea piqued her interest.
"Oh, yeah, sure!" She piped up as Corvo rasped his tongue over her face as she tried to speak. Ew. "Just for the night?"
"Yes, just the night. You don't have to sleep here, but you can take the couch or the spare bedroom if you wanted. I don't mind either way. He's easy to care for, I already have his food set aside-"
Valerie followed the tall woman through the house as she gave her the few instructions needed, Corvo hot on their heels, Lucia explaining the raw food, where the poop bags were, and all the assorted treats and toys. And then the mention of a hundred fucking bucks had Val stopping in her tracks. She knew the people who lived around here were rich as hell, but holy shit. For a single night? Val suddenly found herself hoping miss Martinez would go out of town for longer than just a single night. Maybe a week? The dollar signs were practically floating around her head at the thought. She was momentarily distracted when miss Martinez bent over to reach for something, and Val, in the privacy of the house, allowed herself to stare.
Fuck.
At the thought of staying over though, she couldn't help but feel a little excited. Miss Martinez' house was nice nice. The house Val and her mom and sisters lived in was nice, but miss Martinez' house was fucking immaculate. Clean, white, modern, and just... expensive looking. She'd been in he house several times in the past two months - miss Martinez liked to throw neighborhood barbecues that always moved into the house by the end of the evening - but the simple yet elegant style never failed to impress her. It'd be nice to spend the night out of the house too.
She was only too quick to accept, agreeing to start with her dog sitting first thing in the morning since miss Martinez was supposed to leave before the sun was even up. Wasn't anything she couldn't handle.
House keys in hand, she just had time to kill before she had a little staycation.
The next morning went as easy as she thought it would. She got up, let the family dog, Rusty, in and out to do his business before her mom was up, and slipped into miss Martinez' house. The woman had already left, her fancy car absent from the driveway, and Val was only too happy to know she was about to spend nearly the entire day on the couch completely unbothered.
The day passed in glorious bliss. She'd forgotten how long it'd been since she'd had a house to herself, and between the AC, the tv on demand she'd been given access to, and unlimited free snacks and pizza money... What else could she possibly want?
Well, the answer came to her later on that night sometime after 10pm. She'd gone back to her house to grab her phone charger at some point, having to be extra quiet since her mom was already asleep, but when she got back, she flopped back onto the couch and picked up the tv remote. Corvo snored in the corner of the room, completely zonked out on his bed as she scrolled through some of the channels and extra packages.
Something jumped out to her immediately.
She knew she shouldn't, but Val, as usual, couldn't help herself as she scrolled down to the XXX channel clearly labelled on the guide. She could practically feel the excitement starting between her legs, but suddenly, a not-so-foreign idea popped into her head, channel quickly abandonned.
She sat on the edge of the couch, patting her thighs to call the dog over, watching as Corvo snorted himself awake to sleepily wander over to her, how clearly feeling the sudden charge in the air, he perked up quickly. She supposed she should be nervous. And to a degree she was - this wasn't her dog. She wasn't in her home. But... She'd done this before. Back home, when her mom took her younger sisters out more frequently, she and Rusty had fucked like rabbits every chance they could. Being in the middle of nowhere and not being attracted to any of your friends, and being related to half of them, left you with little to no options. And Val's sex drive had been out of control for a long time.
She pulled her pyjama pants down, pulling her panties to the side and exposing her vulva to the cool air of the living room, reaching down to rub her fingers through her small bush, touching her clit, trying to entice him.
Much like how Rusty had been all too eager to help her out, Corvo darted forward, trotting over and immediately shoving his wideset muzzle between her thighs. And then he started to lick.
The dog's rough, wet tongue washed against her pussy and she gasped so loud she was worried someone would hear her for a second before her single brain cell reminded her she was alone in the house. But Corvo didn't stop, his cold nose bumping her clit as he lapped at her again, and she could do nothing but her best to try not to crush his fat head between her thighs. He was insistent, snorting against her vulva with almost every swipe of his wide tongue, and her hips bucked up against his eager mouth.
This was it, the pressure building behind her clit, her cunt quivering, fluttering, threatening to topple her over the edge, Corvo's tongue making quick work of the wet that leaked from her, only wishing she had more than just a probing tongue. The thought of someone fucking her presented itself, her mind racing to find a face, anyone, but before she could settle--
She shuddered, cumming on the dogs enthusiastic tongue, hands reaching out to gently bat him away and finally, almost as though he could tell she had finished, he sat back, licking his chops. She could almost see the smug look on his stupid face.
"Asshole." She grunted at him, and he licked his lips again in response, but the movement jostled his undercarriage, making his cock apparent to her. It peeked out of his thick sheath, his heavy balls bobbing with every pant, and she could feel her abused clit start to throb once again, already reaching down with a hand to start touching herself again. It hurt a little, but not enough to warrant her stopping. Fuck. Was she really going to do this? Again?
She scooted a little closer and he didn't move, and by the time she was face to face with his pink tip, she had lost all her inhibitions. She licked the tip, tasting the mildly familiar taste of dog cum, and she sunk her lips down around it, slurping down the wet slippery surface, only slightly shocked when Corvo humped up into her mouth. She gagged a little, his cock already having swelled, and she grabbed hold of his leg, trying to keep him still, but before long she was sitting up as he face fucked her. His hefty balls were slapping against her chin as she let him go to town on her, being sure to keep her teeth covered as the dog skull fucked her for all he was worth. Hot precum streamed into her mouth, the watery, salty liquid dripping from her chin as the poor mutt rutted against her tongue.
He started to whine and she immediately pulled back, leaving him humping against the air as she caught her breath. No. She wanted more before he was spent.
She propped herself up on the edge of the couch again, belly up, but at this height, her pussy was at the perfect height.
"Corvo, come here." She called him over, and he didn't need any prompting, immediately slotting himself between her legs, giving her a few quick licks before he hopped up on top of her.
His fur rubbed against her nipples and she shivered, but the feeling was suddenly dwarfed when his thick wet cock poked against her pussy. She only too eagerly reached down to position him against her entrance, and once he had even a little bit of give, he plowed forward, his hips rutting into her with so much force he fucked her back up against the back of the couch. She couldn't think. She couldn't move. She could only lay there and take Corvo's cock as he slammed into her, balls hitting her ass with every hurried, needy thrust.
"F-fuCK-" She managed to squeak out, reaching down to rub her clit the second she could feel his knot starting to press against her entrance, a promise of his mission to fill her full of his pups. Rusty was just about the same size as him, and she wondered just how thick his tie was going to be, spreading her legs with every crash of his muscular body. "Corvo- Please-!!"
She knew he couldn't understand her, but her whining seemed to egg him on just enough for him to redouble his efforts, and her eyes snapped open at the pinching, swelling, stretching feeling of the dog's knot pushing into her. Unlike Rusty, Corvo stopped moving altogether once he tied her, and without the irritating, near painful tugging, she could fully feel his cock swelling inside her, pressing against her most sacred spot, the intense wet, liquid heat of him spilling his seed into her pushing her past her limit.
She came hard on his cock, her pussy only serving to milk Corvo for all he was worth, squeezing and grabbing him as she begged into his ear for his puppies, absolutely babbling as she was filled. Even once the pulse inside of her died down, the feeling of his cum leaking from her used lips her her bucking against him.
It took several minutes for her to relax, and several more to let his knot deflate, the sudden rush of wet from him pulling out of her having her scooting as fast as she could to not get any on the cushions beneath her. Before she could even stand up to grab anything to clean up, Corvo was already on it, delicately cleaning his own cum from her labia, tongue darting into her well fucked cunt to remove any trace he could. Or, maybe he just liked the taste. She couldn't tell.
Finally spent, all she could do was sink into the couch, enjoying him lazily cleaning her as she drifted off into a light sleep.
The next day passed without issue (though she did let Corvo fuck her once more before lunch that day) and before long, she heard miss Martinez' car pull in the driveway. She and Corvo were inside playing with one of the tug ropes as the woman walked in the door, her beloved pooch immediately dropping the toy to give his owner a warm welcome, complete with full body wagging once again.
"Hey! Everything go okay?" Miss Martinez's voice was mirthful and kind, and Val returned her sunny ask with a nod.
"A dream." She said, though she could still feel the last remnants of the dog's cum between her pussy lips. It was almost funny. Almost.
"Great. Good." The woman's tone changed just a little bit, and Valerie watched her for a moment as she straightened up, Lucia motioning for her to come sit at the dining room table with her. "I did want to talk to you about something."
Val, confused, followed her, sitting down on the wooden chair, unable to keep herself from tilting her head to the side just a little. What was this about..?
"I should have told you there were cameras in the living room," Miss Martinez started, and Valerie felt her stomach hit the floor. No. Not the floor. Straight to the pits of HELL. She could practically see her life flashing before her eyes - she was going to turn her into the police, or worse, her MOM -- "Don't panic, I'm not going to tell anyone."
... What?
"You're young. Puberty and being a teenager is a bit crazy. I know hormones can make you do some stupid things." The more miss Martinez spoke, the redder her face felt, flushing under the woman's gaze. "It wasn't a recording camera, by the way - I'd just happened to check the pet cam when you were, uh..." She made a hand gesture. Val wanted to die. "So don't worry, there isn't a video of it somewhere."
God. She couldn't believe this. She'd been caught fucking her neighbors dog. It felt like years of silence passed before a heated, husky voice floated over to her, and her heart stopped.
"Did you... like it?"
She nodded before she could even think about what she was doing, her tongue darting out to wet her lips, rubbing her palms over her thighs. Fuck. Fuck. She did like it. And she liked that miss Martinez had seen. She really liked it. The idea that this woman potentially watched her dog plowing her into the couch... Watched her getting knotted and bred... Her breath hitched in her chest and she could feel her heart hammering against her ribs.
"Yes." She breathed back, her hands balled into fists, unable to raise her head to look at the woman. She nearly had a heart attack when miss Martinez' fingers tugged her chin to look at her, blue mirroring deep, rich browns. Her clit throbbed.
"Yes what, mijita?" Her face was calm, warm, but something a little darker was just under the surface. And Val wanted to know what it was with every fibre of her being.
"I like that you saw me getting fucked by your dog."
"Good girl."
She shuddered. More. She wanted more.
It was as if miss Martinez could tell what she was thinking, because she got up from the seat at the kitchen table, trailing a slender hand over the young girls shoulders. An invitation.
And she took it.
"Would you like to see him please me?" Valerie nodded quickly at the question, barely able to contain herself as she scrambled to follow.
Miss Martinez sat next to her on the couch, and Valerie watched in mounting arousal as she fished her cock out of her pants, Corvo immediately getting up from his dog bed from the corner and pushing his way between her legs. The snuffling noises had Val's clit throb as he pushed his nose up against his owners balls, inhaling her scent, offering several quick, excited licks before she reached down to offer him her cock head. He. Went. Nuts. She could only guess it was because of the precum on miss Martinez' tip, but he absolutely slobbered over her, tail wagging, tongue going faster than she'd ever thought possible.
"He likes to taste me," The older woman mused, lifting her cock up so he would lick the underside of her shaft. "It's a dominance thing. He knows I'm top dog here."
She watched, barely realizing she was panting, but miss Martinez was definitely paying attention.
"What's wrong? You jealous of me?" She mused, gently bobbing her cock on the lapping tongue, teasing her.
"No," Val's voice was heady and low, and she couldn't help herself. "Of him."
Miss Martinez gave her a surprised look, but she shifted, blocking Corvo with a long, still clothed leg before giving him a command to back off. One that Val barely heard-- she was busy slipping off the couch and onto the floor, taking his place between her legs, only to replace the rough dog's tongue with her own.
Pressing her slippery tongue against the hot, firm, textured underside of the woman's cock had her moaning immediately, reaching up to gently jerk the shaft. It had been so long since she'd touched a human cock, and she was only too happy to indulge herself, feeling the veritable oil slick in her underwear rub against her clit. She was absolutely insatiable, rubbing miss Martinez' dick against her lips, kissing her, caressing her, inhaling her scent.
"Fuck..." She muttered between licks, sliding her tongue up the entire shaft, sucking lightly on the tip, tasting the drop that was there, savoring the taste of the woman who offered it to her. God. She was absolutely divine. If she was some sort of goddess, Val wouldn't have been surprised.
"Ah, perrita," Miss Martinez purred somewhere above her, and she could feel the woman's manicured nails running against her scalp. "I never expected you to be so eager."
"Ha, yeah, well..." She could barely talk, absorbed in the feeling of her stiff clit rubbing against wet fabric as she dipped miss Martinez' penis in and out of her mouth. "What can I say, I like cock."
"I can see that." The hand on her head was removed, but when she looked up at her, Val could see that the older woman was undoing the buttons on her blazer. Fuck. She followed suit, releasing the dick in her grasp to quickly shuck her tank top, then her pants and underwear, the shock of the cold air hitting the wetness against her vulva had her shivering for a second before miss Martinez pulled her down onto her lap, her cock pressed between their bellies. "Don't worry, she likes you too."
Val wanted to kiss her, but somehow, despite what had already transpired, it felt too intimate. Instead, she rolled her hips forward, bumping her stiff clit against miss Martinez' dick, who grinned in response. She let Val take the lead, watching as the 15 year old girl straddled her again, Valerie's pussy rubbing against her thick cocktip before letting herself sink down onto it with a low moan. Val groaned loudly, feeling the stiff shaft flex inside of her, and she yelped a little as miss Martinez gave an experimental thrust up, hitting a sensitive spot deep inside of her.
"Bien?"
"Y-yeah. Keep going." Val's voice was small and wobbly, but when she reached up to grab miss Martinez's beautiful hair in her fist, the older woman grinning at the dominant action.
"Of course, love." Her words were like hot honey, and Val pushed down against her as she felt the cock slip deeper in, whining against the friction. The sound of wet slapping filled the room, and Val could barely focus, the building pleasure between her thighs was so intense that she could only ride it out. She slumped forward a little bit, feeling her budding tits press against miss Martinez', their nipples hitting one another on occasion and causing such a spark that the young girl thought she might burst on contact alone.
"Tell me what you want." Miss Martinez' voice pierced through her clouded thoughts, and it was then she could feel the telltale twitching of a cock about to reach an impending orgasm.
Val's hands moved of their own accord, reaching up to tangle themselves in black hair, tugging hard, delighting in the noise she was able to pull from Lucia.
"Inside of me." Valerie's voice was intense, heated, heavy, panting into the older woman's ear as she told her exactly where she needed to cum. "Breed me."
And miss Martinez didn't disappoint. The older woman's hands grabbed her hips, holding her locked firmly in place as she shot rope after rope of hot, thick cum into her underage pussy, Val's hands still pulling her hair as she emptied herself into her. The moans that sounded as she spent herself had Val reaching her own peak, her cunt once again gripping tightly around a cock, absolutely milking the woman under her for everything she was worth. The sensation clearly caused some sort of reaction, because no sooner had she started her own orgasm than miss Martinez pumped another two weaker shots of jizz into her. They were still rocking into each other as they did, finally starting to relax against each other as they came down, Val leaning forward to rest herself against miss Martine'z chest.
Her softening cock slipped out of the young girl, and Valerie could feel the dribble of miss Martinez' cum as it dripped out of her, only to flinch as Corvo's tongue reached up to clean her with excited little licks.
Maybe this summer wouldn't suck so much after all.