Over the Edge
#2 of Precipice of Disaster
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Okay, so I wasn't thinking very clearly. What happened next was so much like the ubiquitous make-out scenes I'd seen in so many romantic comedies that I wondered if I truly was dreaming. We started kissing and could not stop.
Our hands were all over each other, kissing and nuzzling, and I tilted my head sideways, opening my mouth. In seconds, her tongue plunged inside, our nestled noses clenching and releasing as air flowed through them. Our mouths were too occupied to bother with breathing. Andrea wrapped her arms around me, standing up, and I followed her.
Standing alone in her living room, I realized that her parents were out of town, and Gunderson, the chauffeur, had probably left for home. Breathing heavily through my nose only enhanced the smell of her heat. Now, it's not like I had no control over myself. People had significantly weaker noses than their animal counterparts, and a lot more free-will. But the golden retriever's scent was definitely an aphrodisiac. I thought at the time that we might be edging each other on, further than either of us had anticipated.
That said, we stumbled, kissing, toward Andrea's room. I think my wagging tail knocked over a can of Mountain Dew, but I had other things on my mind! When we reached the door, Andrea reached up to brush my bangs out of my eyes, and I flinched, closing my eyes while she swung the door closed. When I opened my eyes, my bangs may have been out of the way, but the room was pitch black, so it didn't matter.
It may have been too dark to see, but I could still touch her, and I leaned in to kiss her again, my tongue parting her lips. She moaned and clutched my shirt, and said, "Take me, Drew..."
That gave me pause. We were only 12! I stopped, trying to make her out in the dark as my eyes adjusted. Like our noses, our eyesight was no where near as good in the dark as our animal counterparts. I could only make out a vague outline of Andrea standing a foot in front of me. I said, "Are you sure we should be doing this? Are you sure you're not...thinking with your heat?"
Suddenly I felt a firm hand at the crotch of my pants, gripping the outline of my cock, making me whimper at the pressure. Andrea said, "Maybe I am, but I don't care. Do you?"
Not anymore, I didn't! But I did say, "I don't have a condom."
"It's okay, I'm on the Pill." With that, Andrea's hands went to my jean shorts, unbuttoning the front and lowering the zipper. I felt her hands on my penis, still shrouded by my boxer shorts, but only for a moment. She slid my pants and underpants down with one smooth motion, revealing my wet cock to the cool air. I whimpered and stepped closer, but she said, "Wait, give me a second to get undressed."
I heard her moving over to what I guessed was the closet, since I heard a wooden door slide open. I waited patiently while the sounds of ruffled clothing landing carelessly on the ground, my imagination running wild in the dark. The whole bedroom smelled like heat as I panted. I heard the box springs stretch and strain as she hopped onto the bed, and a second later, her inviting voice saying, "I'm ready..."
I kicked my pants off, and flung my shirt over my head until I stood in the fur, my half-emerged erection leading me like a divining rod to the bed in the middle of the dark room. I let my legs brush up against the end of the bed to get an idea of where exactly it was before climbing onto it. There, just a few feet further, I felt Andrea's wagging tail.
With a bit of strained laughter, Andrea's voice came from the head of the bed, "I thought we could try 'doggy'-style."
I groaned at her stupid pun. But this was the moment of truth. Could I really go through with this? She was waiting, hot and eager for me, her tail wagging in the darkness. But I couldn't really turn her down, and risk this new relationship. If I refused, what would she think of me? Unless she was just overwhelmed by being in season. Maybe later, she would feel like I had violated her trust. I guess I just needed one more confirmation, so I said, "Are you sure? Are you ready?"
She replied with a cheerful, unequivocal "Yes."
With that I moved forward until her wagging tail was pounding against my chest, and I put my hands on her waist. Things were moving so fast, but I was strangely okay with it. Still, I wasn't going to just go all gung-ho. Sliding a hand between her legs, I gently touched her heat-swollen entrance.
She clenched up and whimpered at my gentle touch, her triangle-shaped mound quivering. I ran my fingertips across the surface. Her tail stopped wagging instantly, instead being held off to the side. Licking my lips, I began to lower myself beneath her tail, preparing to lick her wet, eager pussy.
Instead, she said, "Oh, Drew...stop teasing! Just do it!"
She knelt in front of me, unmoving with her tail up, begging for me to fill her. I guess I didn't need to be asked twice! I slid up behind her, wrapping my hands around her slender waist. She seemed even slimmer than ever, in the dark with no visual reference. How did I ever end up with such a beautiful, willing girl?
Gasping, I pushed my half-sheathed cock up against her vulva, the fur of her legs brushing up against my hips. She whimpered as I held myself there, waiting desperately for me. Finally, she said, "Fuck me!"
I couldn't ignore such a strongly-worded request, and so I sank into her, losing my virginity with one of the prettiest girls in school. Idly, I wondered if she'd had sex with Paul before. Since she was already on the Pill, I guess she had.
But those thoughts vanished as I spread her apart, my sheath sliding back until my entire, glistening length lay buried between her legs. I yelped at the overwhelming, tight tingling gripping me, so much more powerful than when I touched myself. She was like five hands all tugging and pulling in the same direction...deeper. I heard her bark and then she yipped with a gentle, underscoring laughter, "Oh God, Drew! I can't believe this is really happening!"
And then she began to hump her hips up and down like crazy, tugging almost painfully on my cock. I almost slid out, but I manged to grab onto her hips in time, sliding flush with her to ride out her eager thrusts. Yelping again, I urged, "Hey, slow down!"
"I can't! I'm out of control!" she cried, her thrusts not slowing one bit.
Luckily, I knew the problem would go away soon. I could feel my bulbus glandis swelling inside of her, just like the "Book for Boys" my parents had given me had explained. I just had to hold on for dear life until I'd swollen so large I couldn't have slid out of her if I had wanted to. Andrea continued to whimper and whine, clenching powerfully around me.
I gritted my teeth, saying, "Just hold on...a second!" I was growing bigger by the second, whining at the force with which she was tugging on my cock. Soon, I could feel her lips stretching around me, helping to keep me lodged inside of her despite her panting, straining humps. Then, I was rocking along with her, matching her every movement. Triumphantly, I said, "That's it, I'm tied!"
Everything happened so fast. Knotted inside of her, my cock was squeezed on all sides. I could barely hold back anymore, whimpering. But Andrea couldn't hold back at all. She bucked her hips, moaning as she clenched around me, and then her entire body began to shudder. A long, low whine left her throat as she spasmed beneath me.
This was it. I was going "all the way" with Andrea, sating her ravenous heat. Thank God she was on the Pill, because I erupted inside of her, spewing ropes of my semen into her otherwise fertile womb. I panted her insides while she milked me for all I was worth, both of our whines echoing around the small, dark, bedroom.
"Oh God, Andrea!" I yelled, leaning forward for the first time and wrapping my arms around her body. But something seemed wrong, even in my bliss. She was the wrong shape. I said, "What...Andrea?"
And then the lights turned on. I saw the bedroom for the first time. Standing all around me were faces I had never wanted to see again. Paul, Robertino, and even Jeremy. Anatoly wasn't there, but when my eyes met Jeremy's he put on the most vicious sneer. My heart stopped in my chest. What was going on!?
There, standing just behind the head of the bed was Andrea, slipping off a set of strange, black goggles that the three boys were already wearing around their necks. She was still dressed in the outfit she'd worn to the movie, laughing as she stared at me. In the corner of the room stood a video camera on a tripod.
Everything moved in slow motion as I looked down. There, beneath me, tied to me, was a feral dog. She looked like a cross between a golden retriever and a golden lab, but one thing was for sure: she had four legs. My jaw dropped, my eyes wide. I was on the bed, buried balls-deep into some random animal, while all my worst enemies watched, laughing.
I grunted and reflexively released another load into the feral bitch, who'd been fastened by a leash to the bed. For her part, the mutt was whimpering and thrusting her hips, her heat-swollen vulva bulging around my knot as she grinded against me in ecstasy.
I froze, speechless.
Jeremy said, "Great job, Andrea. It's all on tape."
Paul said, "We'll edit you out of it, and make sure only the right people get to see it."
Andrea laughed at me, putting her night-vision goggles on the nightstand. "You really thought I'd be interested in you? I guess I shouldn't be asking you for math advice!"
I opened my mouth to speak, but what could I say? I felt like Andrea had asked to borrow my pencil, sharpened it to a point, and then returned it by stabbing it into my jugular. I sputtered, unable to form any real sounds.
Then she twisted the pencil, saying, "Oh, and for the record, I am on the pill, but...she isn't."
I looked down at the feral bitch, even as she squeezed another load of sticky seed out of me. I knew immediately that odds were good I'd gotten her pregnant. It was a dirty little secret, where by "secret", I mean that everyone knows but no one talks about it...but people and their animal counterparts could breed, and produce viable offspring. The mutt I was servicing was going to have a litter of puppies...my puppies.
None of them beat me up. Why would they bother? They'd already done more harm than a thousand bullets, flying into my ragged and riddled body. And they would do even more harm when they showed the video to certain classmates. Rumors flew quickly around the school...even the teachers would know, but without proof, what could they do?
I was beet red, and I swear my cheeks were so hot the others could probably see it through my splotchy white fur. Thankfully, my embarrassment had a direct impact on my cock, and I softened in minutes under their harsh, vicious taunts. I pulled out of the dog, quickly covering my wet, stained cock before grabbing my clothes and running to the front door. They just laughed and let me go, tears falling from my eyes and landing on the carpet.
I guess I just wanted to die. Maybe I would have, too. But something happened on the way home; something that stopped me from running into traffic, or downing a bottle of pills. Something that changed...well, everything!
I met the love of my life.
To be concluded...