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The Naughty Thing, by Phyllisroger There had been some local break-ins and I lived alone or was at least alone much of the time. It was work, shopping, home, the usual routine and I was sitting on my back porch on a dark night and thinking about what a woman at the store had been saying: how when she got home her back door was open and her silverware was gone, that someone had gone through her dresser drawer and messed things in her closet. So I was thinking and the very next weekend went to the kennel and found the nicest animal, a mixed breed that they said was a “Pointer” and a good guard dog. He wasn’t a huge animal but large and for me, just the right size. At home now, after shopping, fixing dinner…I made a tuna fritatta…and fed my new pet, I went on the internet and Googled “Pointers.” Lots of stuff about them and many, many sites as I scrolled and read and came across some that were odd with labels about beasts and bestiality. They were more interesting than the others and had free samples…I sampled…my eyes were wide at what they showed on those sites…doggies, women, lots of doggie tongues and dicks and women licking and sucking the dicks which were very red and drippy and women doing mature so many other imaginable and unmentionable things with animals. I’m not naïve. I’d heard about things and we girls sometimes would giggle about animals. One friend, when we were having too much wine one night, said if she was ever stranded on a desert island with monkeys she would probably have sex with a monkey and that was the absolute funniest part of that night I can tell you! I couldn’t imagine a monkey fucking me but the more I thought about it I guess our friend was right about natural urges and all. I hadn’t owned a dog before and brought home a bowl for him and some Old Boy dry food which was nourishing and my Pointer was hard at the food as soon as I put down the bowl. I sat in our kitchen and watched him gobble at the Old Boy and wagging his tail and then at that bowl of water. The food was probably salty and he licked around and slobbered the water, sloshing it on his tongue and out on the floor. He was a messy fellow and when I leaned down to wipe the floor, he also had the red tip of his dick out of its sheath. It was pulsing and dripping. I couldn’t help but pet him and his dick came out some more and then I petted his chest and the smooth skin at his back legs and that dick just came out more and more, dripping wet. I touched it with my hand and he licked my face, a doggy grin of thanks and I felt his dick some more. It was hot and slippery and he began humping my hand…wanking a dog I thought to myself…what is this all about? He sure liked wanking and I worked at him, humping my hand, licking my face. Then I stood up and went to my table to drink some more wine, washing my hand at the sink. My Pointer wasn’t done and he trotted over, head in my lap, his wet dick humping my calf, slipping back and forth. I hadn’t had sex for many months. I dumped my boyfriend. He never had time for me, only time for his lads and when we homemade did have sex it was a quick thing. He came off, sat down for a fag and didn’t care about me or my feelings. I got a vibrator and used that and then I said I’d had enough and off he popped. That was over six months now and you can bet I was changing batteries every week! Now here I was, absolutely alone, wondering about break-ins but with a guard dog, a Pointer, with a pointie dripping dick at my leg and he was sliding along, that tongue lolling to one side, me patting his head, thinking of his long red hot doggie dick and having a little more wine. I got up and double locked the front door and returned to the kitchen, the Pointer following me along to the door and back, resuming his humping. 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