Hope For Chance

Hope had been frustrated and aroused all day. When she got home, she went up to her room, saying she needed a nap. She shut her door, but left a crack in case her family needed her for anything; it was unlikely, but a necessary precaution.

Climbing onto her bed and lying on her back, she began to fantasize. She unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down her body, envisioning strong teeth pulling them down, licking her lithe little body as they went. When her jeans were down and off, she began teasing her pussy. It didn't need it; she was as wet as Shadow after a rainstorm. She put two fingers inside her and began to slowly, teasingly, hump her hand, seeing a nice thick cock in her mind. Her hips came up off the bed in her desire and, after her first climax of the day she was still frustrated, she got on her hands and knees and continued to finger herself, moaning.

Chance had watched as the family had gone out, Sassy's girl not among them. Sighing in disappointment at not being able to go out too, Chance ventured upstairs. Ever since Delilah had had the pups, he'd been sadly neglected in his randy canine needs. He now had a hard on like no other, and he hadn't even been let out to find a ripe, young bitch to hump it off on.

As he reached the top of the stairs, a sound came to him and his ears pricked. Grunting, it sounded like. Looking from side to side, he realized it was coming from Hope's room. Curious, Chance nudged the door open with his snout and padded into the room. He saw her, Hope, on all fours, her little ass swaying as she pushed her fingers inside herself. Chance's nose could detect the aroma of sex in the air, and it made his hard on throb with need.

Without thinking about what he was doing, he jumped up onto the bed and got behind Hope. She was too far gone in ecstasy to notice the dip in her bed when he added his weight to it. Positioning himself, Chance, in one deep plunge, buried his cock in her tight, wet cunt. He was leaning over her, his breath puffing next to her ear.

Hope yelped in surprise and turned when she realized a cock, a thick, long cock, had entered her. She was no virgin, though she hadn't had a boyfriend in months, and the cock felt like heaven. She barely noticed that the one fucking her like a bitch in heat was in fact her little brother's dog. All she cared about was the pleasure the canine gave her as he pounded in and out of her. She began moaning his name. “Chance,” she cried. “Yes. Oh, good boy. Oh, God, yes. More, boy. Harder.”

She had started moaning again, he noticed as he increased his speed to match his growing climax. She praised him, calling him a good boy. Did that mean she liked it? Chance's ego rose, and he fucked her hard and fast and deep.

When he was close to climax, he felt her tiny human walls grip his monster dick in a vice. She screamed his name in what he hoped was the equivalent of human pleasure; he didn't want to hurt her. But he didn't have long to worry about it, since his own orgasm followed quickly after. He stuffed his cock inside her as far as he could and sprayed her walls with his thick, potent seed, making her cry out again in surprise and delight.

After a moment, Chance pulled out and hopped off the bed. He was finished, and Hope was panting, her hands at her chest, teasing her nipples through her t-shirt and bra.

Hope watched as Chance left her room, not having the energy to call out to him. As she rolled over on her bed, wrapping her covers over her, she had a brief moment of enlightenment before she slipped into sleep: She just had the best fuck of her life, and it was all thanks to her little brother's dog.