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*RING! RING! RING!* Reaching over, I grabbed my phone with a grumble. I told everyone I didn't want to do anything today, and as I saw who was calling, I sighed. They never called me on days like this unless it was an emergency.

"Mmm... Hello?"

"Hi, Rain. Sorry to call on such short notice, but our sitter for Miranda canceled last minute and we can't postpone our flight. I know you wanted nothing to do today, but Miranda is a wonderful pup and takes very low maintenance." It was one of my friends from high school. She was a very sexy dhole woman, and her husband was a nice man as well, so I couldn't say know. But, how long had it been? I didn't know they had a child.

"Who's Miranda?"

"Oh, right. It's been awhile since we talked. Miranda is our daughter. She is sweet and she enjoys playing outside like we did when we were kids. So, just come by to our address, and you'll have more information. Once again, thanks. Bye!" And then she hung up, not even giving me a chance to say no. Ugh, daughter? That meant no walking around only in my underwear for the weekend.

Oh well, I grabbed a quick shower and some extra clothes. I had no idea if I'd need to have a lot, so I grabbed enough for a few days. Judging by the tone they gave, it would be more than an overnight trip. Brushing my fur after the shower, I wanted to make a good impression, and thought about what sort of things I had that I could bring to her.

If it were a friend my age, I wouldn't need anything, as I would probably end up in their bed most of the time anyways... Ah, sex was awesome. Every time I'd visit, there would be some reason to go upstairs, and sometimes I'd just walk in, shed my clothes and close the door. Hell, a few times I'd even fuck all the ladies in the house.

But, this was a friend's daughter, and I wasn't the kind to go after those under the age of adulthood. I knew this was going to be awkward, so I thought I'd stop and grab some fast food ahead of time. On the way after grabbing some burgers, I noticed a new jewelry shop had popped up. Curious, I walked in and looked around, trying to find something that wasn't expensive, but didn't look cheap.

As I was about to leave, I noticed a nice silver necklace sitting on a nearby counter. I went to see what it was, out of curiosity. It was a simple necklace, something that would be seen as a gift of friendship, but not something one would expect from a "friend" or lover. Taking it to the front desk, I asked the person how much it was.

"Oh, that necklace is nice. Is it for someone special?" The vixen on the other side gave a sly chuckle, but it wasn't anything malicious, as far as I could tell. "Or maybe just a gift for a friend?" Either way, she gave me a price and it wasn't actually as much as I thought, so I guessed it was a cheaper silver than I thought. Shrugging my shoulders, I paid and left, humming softly.

Continuing on my way to my friend's place, I tried to wonder what was so urgent that they'd need a sitter. Also, it had been over a decade since I'd last seen her, so shouldn't Miranda be able to look after herself for awhile? Unless she was younger than I thought, most parents could leave their child alone after the age of 12. Maybe there was an issue with Miranda being a troublemaker or a tendency to party, or something. Oh well, I would find out when I got there.

Once I arrived at the house, I took a look around to make sure I was in the right place. No car in the driveway meant they had left already, and it would be just me and the kid. Well, time for introductions. Opening the door, I gave a whistle of appreciation. The house was AMAZING! Nice and clean, good decor, but nothing that would make me worry about sitting down on it or anything. In fact, each piece of furniture looked like it would hold up against a lot of force or weight, but comfy enough to sit on.

Wondering if the kid was home or not, I wandered the house, getting familiar with the layout so I didn't bump into anything when half asleep, or accidentally walk in on Miranda during a shower or bath. In the kitchen was a note detailing where my room was, and which room was the girl's. Thankfully, both had their own bathroom, so that would be one level of privacy should I need to 'vent' myself. Of course, I had absolutely ZERO idea that I wouldn't need to worry about that.

Not hearing anyone else home, I decided to grab a quick nap. Leaving the necklace, along with a note, on the kitchen table, I headed to my room to grab some sleep in preparation of what I expected was a busy weekend. I made sure to close the door, as I intended to enjoy the nice, soft sheets against my body. Before I passed out, I made sure to get up and lock the door. Didn't want to cause any undue stress to my ward of the weekend.

I was having the most wonderful dream. One of my girls, I couldn't remember who, was rubbing my thighs and licking along my sack. Of course, that always got me going, and they knew that. However, it started feeling too real as I came to the world of the living. Sighing, I relaxed from the sensation before remembering where I was. Shooting up, I looked down to where the covers had been pulled from my body. There was, I guessed, Miranda, kneeling between my legs, licking my sac with her nose pushed right against my sheath. I was shuddering from the effects, and was only JUST able to push her away long enough to notice she was naked as the day she was born, aside from the necklace I got for her.

"Whoa! Miranda! What the hell are you doing? You're only, what, 12? Where do you get off--" It was then she silenced me by reaching down to grab and fondle both my sac and sheath, causing me to harden as we stayed there. This was WRONG! If her parents, let alone anyone else, found out what was going on, I'd be fucked, and not in any pleasant way. I'd be in jail, I'd lose all credibility, and who knows what else.

"I-I-I don't know. All I know is that when I got home, I saw the necklace and your note. I thought it was a wonderful gift and put it on. Then, I had the thought of "You did something very nice for me, so I should do something nice for you." But, I didn't know what I could do. Then, I heard a voice talk to me, telling me to come up and suck you off. It didn't seem like a bad idea, so, here we are." Of course, as she talked, I could see she was looking down at my crotch, and the hard, throbbing horsecock she worked up in her hands. "And, knowing my parents are gone for a year, we have ample time to get to know each other."

The Necklace? Was it cursed? Thoughts were going through my head, though they were slowed as my grip released on Miranda's shoulders. Once free, she DOVE back into my sheath, suckling upon my nuts like they were jawbreakers, and she wanted the good stuff inside. Now, I'm letting you all know I'm trying my hardest to not give in, but when you've got someone sucking on your nuts and playing with your cock, it's hard to listen to the head on your shoulders. Eventually, I gave in, and reached down to lift Miranda's head. At first, she gave a whine, like her favorite treat had been taken away, but she quieted when I brought her up to the level of my drooling tip.

Taking a loooong, slow lick along the broad head, she swallowed the pre that collected and gave a happy sigh. "This is going to feel good down my throat, in my cunt, and covering me in your scent." I wondered how much this little girl knew about sex, but simply lay back and watched her move. Taking the tip into her mouth, her tongue danced around like an electrified worm. Her one hand was working up and down my shaft, getting me nice and lubricated with any fluids that dropped from her mouth's seal on me. Her free hand, I couldn't see what was going on, but from the angle and the way her tail danced behind her, she was probably playing with herself, making sure she was nice and ready for the first time she rode a horse bareback.

Bareback..... Oh fuck! I reached over to the bedside table, hoping to find a condom or something. I guess my friend knew me well, as there were some fit for high output horses. Heh, guess my reputation was legendary. Of course, Miranda took the condom and threw it away, obviously not caring about what she was doing. I was only thankful she wasn't in heat, or I'd be in BIG trouble.

Watching this 12 year old girl, no, woman, bobbing on my cock like a pro while she stroked both of us, was getting me going and turning my mind to mush. Grabbing the hand that was working the shaft, I brought it down to my balls, so she could tease, massage, and enjoy the fruits of her labor, by making me produce more. She would become quite the ball-worshipping, cock swallowing dirty slut when she was older, but for now, she was just for me. I guided her along the sensitive spots, and how to see if there was a reaction based on the honesty of the male's cock.

She slobbered over my hard throbbing piece of meat for half an hour or so, before moving to my balls. She quickly got the hint and began licking and sucking on each nut at a time. Unfortunately, she wasn't big enough to fit both into her mouth, but she was showing quite a bit of that teenage energy, which made up for the lack of experience. Of course, now and then, I gave a whinny and flicked an ear, causing her to growl.

"Hey! No teeth! Gentle nips are ok, but only VERY lightly. That skin isn't quite as thick as the rest of my body." She seemed to recoil at that, planting kisses and licks where she got a little too rough. While she worshipped my balls, her hands worked along my shaft, spreading the growing pre to the edge of where I knew I'd be cumming, and soon. "Look, I'm going to cum soon. So, either get your nice tight throat around my tip and drink it down, or I'm going to hose you down and then fuck you like the whore you are acting like." I can't believe how much I was getting into ordering this girl on how to please me to get me off quickest.

She seemed like a bitch possessed, as she released my nuts and wrapped her mouth about my flaring tip. Bobbing what she could, she even motioned for me to sit up as she got into a laying down position, rolling onto her back as she did so. She must have enjoyed the smell of my sweaty musk as she soon pushed herself down, gagging some as I slid into her tight, welcoming throat. Each inch that pushed in was like another pulse of being within a tight cunt. I knew she'd be tight, but for now I let out a loud whinnying neigh as I came. She could feel each pulse of my sac a second or two before the pulse would send itself down her throat and into her stomach, each throbb being milked by her throat, eager to drink of me, and I could only watch as her stomach began to swell.

I came for a few minutes, and as I pulled back, I gasped. Miranda looked like she had eaten a watermelon. Not one of the big ones, but still enough to have a good pudge to her. Panting softly, I relaxed some as she began to clean me up. Some little dribbles came out and she just wiped her face into them as she began panting and catching her breath.

"Holy fuck! You came a lot. That is the most I've had anyone cum down my throat before. Mom wouldn't let me have enough time with any boys to do more, but I think you've ruined me for the other guys who want me to suck them off." She chuckled, having nearly been at the brink of blacking out from lack of oxygen, and simply lay there, tail wagging furiously. Taking a deep breath, I could not help but catch the heady scent of her arrousal. Moving some to stand and stretch some, I looked back to where she was. The bed was soaked where she obviously had cum, if not squirted when I came down her throat, and I wondered just how sure she was about this.

She give me a wink and scooted up the bed, legs spread wide for me. She even split her lips and showed me indeed how wet she still was. Not being one to leave a woman, and she WAS a woman, hanging, I moved forward and was about to lick along her cunt, only to be stopped as she shook her head. Pulling me up, it was obvious she knew what she wanted as she gave a sultry moan when my cock came in contact with her cunt. Looking down to watch, I was amazed at how tight she was. I'd not had ANYONE who was a virgin, and was not expecting anything like what I was experiencing.

It was a slow and excruciatingly tight movement. I had to stop more than a few times as I heard her whine and waited until she gave a gentle nod to continue. I had to hold myself still once I reached as far as I could go, not wanting to hurt her on what appeared to be the first time. Once she calmed down enough and I could feel the grip on me loosening some, I slowly began to pull out, my median ring took a little extra force, but my flared tip would not be so easy. If my past was anything to judge by, I'd be good for at least a few more before I tired out.

Once I pulled out and felt the relaxed entrance, I guessed which would normally accommodate the canine knot, I leaned down to nibble her neck, kissing my way down to the slight bumps of her chest. She reacted as I was anticipating, with an extra bit of sensitivity that most canines I'd experienced had. Each throb of my cock was answered by a squeeze of her cunt, and a whine of want. I was so wanting to get her to cum at least twice before I came next, but it would be interesting. Each thrust was slow and methodical at first, soon turning in to quickened rutting as we held onto each other. Soon she was moaning and begging me for more, begging me to cum inside, fuck her full of my foal-pups, and turn her into the whore she knew she was!

Of course, I hoped this was all because of the necklace, and while I was enjoying the repeated fuckfest, I knew if I got her pregnant there would be HELL to pay. For now though, I'd not ruin her fun. Of course, each thrust had her legs twitching as she wrapped them about my waist, and if her howling moans weren't enough, I could feel the flutter of her inner walls as she clenched on my cock in orgasm. Not stopping, as she begged and pleaded with me not to stop until I gave her everything I had, and I knew I'd not be allowed to stop until she either passed out, or I couldn't cum anymore. It would be a war of will versus endurance. Horny bitch or virile stud, who would win?

The hours afterwards were a blur after I came, whinnying loud as I filled the first of what would indeed be many loads into her developing womb. The last thing I remember was rolling back and letting her ride, before I lost track. I don't remember falling asleep, but next thing I knew, I was waking up to a nice morning, and the feeling of a nice tight cunt rippling around my cock. Of course, Lifting my head and reaching down to where we were joined, I realised I wasn't balls deep in her pussy, but her ass. Apparently we didn't stop with just the two holes, and judging by the quite large pool we were in, I knew we'd been at it for most of the night.

Letting a groan, I lifted her up and off me, my still hard cock popping out, followed by a literal flood of cum. She awoke as I did so with a moan of her own. Suggesting we grab a shower, as dried cum is a pain to get out of fur of any kind, she agreed. Of course, the water ran warm before we got out, and though we got clean, the shower was a mess. We did a rock, paper, scissors for who would clean which mess, and unfortunately I got stuck with the bed. Groaning for another reason than sex, I began cleaning up.

I am glad Miranda was a decent cook, because eggs and hashbrowns never were my strong suit for breakfast. Give me cereal any day, preferably Honeyed Goats. Odd name but a wonderfully healthy and sweet high-fiber deliciousness. The second day, we tried to get the necklace off, but could not find the clasp, nor could it be removed from over her head. Well, fuck. Searching online, neither of us could find anything. Though it was hard to do so with her bouncing on my cock as we surfed the web. More than a few porn vids online, mainly interspecies, were watched as we each came repeatedly. Thankfully the chair and floor were easily cleaned.