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|Introduction: There are more ways than one to make Clam Chowder|
My daughter Jenna begged me for a dog for months before I finally gave in. She was twelve, and not the most responsible girl in the world, and I knew that if I got a dog that I would be the one taking care of it. I figured she would eventually forget about it and let the issue go, but I was wrong about that. She begged and begged me until I was the one relenting.
I gave in like I always do when it comes to my precious little girl. She gave me her cute little pouty face, sat on my lap and pleaded with me on a Saturday morning until I couldn’t stand it anymore. I relented and took her to the pet store.
It was surprising to me that she didn’t pick out a cute little puppy dog. There was a gorgeous Malamute that had the cutest little droopy eyes, but she didn’t even give the little puppy a second glance. She just walked right by it. In the cage next to that there was a little brown Pug, but again she showed no interest, nor did she seem interested in the freshly weaned Chow.
She didn’t stop until she got to the German Sheppard. I had to admit that the dog she seemed to finally show interest in was gorgeous too. The tag on the cage said the dog was about three years old. His fur was just a little bit less than golden brown and the dog stood proudly before her panting as she knelt to talk to him.
They both seemed to hit it off and her decision was made. We went home with him along with a collar, a leash and an array of doggie toys and treats.
She named the dog Chowder, which I didn’t get, but also didn’t argue. Jenna seemed disappointed that I wouldn’t let the dog out of my sight when we got home, but I wanted to make sure that Chowder wasn’t going to be leaving any messes lying around, because I knew that if he made any that I would be the one cleaning them up.
“Please daddy,” she asked at one point. “I’ll make sure he don’t make any messes!”
I held my ground on the issue, and told her that as soon as I knew for sure that he was house trained that she could play with him wherever she wanted but for the time it would be best if the dog was limited to the living room.
The real reason I didn’t give in was because she was acting a little funny about it. I wasn’t sure what her reasoning was for wanting to take the dog out of my sight, but I knew her well enough to know that something was up. I had no idea what it could be so I just held my ground.
My wife was prone to working long hours on Saturdays because of the time and a half, and it happened that she was working a double that day. Jenna begged me to let her friend Rebecca come over to stay the night and I thought it might be a way to give me a little peace and quiet so I didn’t argue at all about that.
Jenna wasn’t the only one that took to Chowder. He and I also were getting along. Once Jenna got bored with playing with him in the living room I took over. I had bought a red rubber ball and I played fetch with chowder for a half an hour straight, throwing the ball down the hallway and waiting for him to bring it back to me, which he did every time, dropping it into my hand and then waiting for me to throw it for him again.
I took the dog outside and Chowder found a good place to relieve himself. Just for kicks, on the third time I took him out I let him off of his leash to see if he would run off. It might have been a little risky, because the last thing I wanted to do was chase him around the neighborhood, but it turned out that I didn’t have to worry about it. The dog went to his special place, relieved himself, and came right back to me without so much as a thought of running off. Whoever owned the dog before me had trained him well.
Rebecca showed up at six o’clock on the dot. She lived relatively close by so she just walked over after her mom went to work. As soon as she showed up Jenna showed off her new dog to her best friend, and they immediately went to petting and coo’ing over him.
“Can we play with him in my room,” Jenna asked again. Once again I couldn’t help but wonder why it was that she was so adamant about playing with him in her room, but once again I refused.
“No sweetie!” I said. “For now I want to know for sure that I don’t have to worry about him and his messes.”
She gave me her best pouty face, but again I didn’t relent. She had my curiosity up, and I let her know that I wasn’t going to give in.
“You can do whatever you want with him out here!” I said.
That seemed to quiet her down about it and she didn’t ask again. She and Rebecca went to throwing the ball and Chowder went to fetching it enthusiastically. After that they both started to rough house with him. Chowder seemed to have a natural sense about how rough he could play with the girls. I could tell that the dog was loving every bit of the attention that he was getting but he didn’t get carried away with it. He playfully growled and got down on his haunches and the girls did the same back to him.
The girls continually giggled and growled and crawled around with him on all fours until eventually the dog started to get the wrong impression. Eventually every dog decides that it is time to hump his master and Chowder was no different. Jenna was crawling around in front of him and Chowder hopped up onto her and started pumping away.
I leaned forward and was about to yell at him, but Jenna’s react ion surprised me. She didn’t freak out about it. She started giggling and wiggling her butt and whimpering like a dog instead of squealing in disgust. I decided not to scold the dog like I was going to. Instead I just sat back in my chair and went back to pretending that I was still watching T.V.
Chowder was humping away vigorously at Jenna and she just kept letting him do it, wiggling her butt at the dog and nuzzling it up tight while the dog tried desperately to find the hole that he was looking for. Jenna was wearing loose fitting cotton pants which I’m sure that only added to the dog’s frustration.
“Was this why she wanted to be alone with him in her room?” I thought to myself. “Ridiculous!”
I wasn’t about to stop it though. I had given into the temptation of watching women give themselves to dog’s on the internet before, and I had always been fascinated by the activity. I mostly liked it because the women that were in the videos seemed to genuinely enjoy what they were doing, and not only that it also seemed like the videos were mostly done by amateurs which meant that they probably weren’t even getting paid to do it. I had always wondered what it would be like to see it first hand, and there was my twelve-year-old fulfilling my fantasy.
Chowder must have finally realized that he wasn’t going to get more than a teaser because he hopped off and went to licking himself. As soon as he did though Rebecca started taunting him in Jenna’s place.
“Here Chowder,” she said slapping and wiggling her ass in front of her. “Come on boy!” She shot me a nervous glance, but my eyes were firmly fixed on the television as if I hadn’t a clue to what was going on.
Eventually the dog fell for her ploy and got back up. He nervously paced back and forth behind Rebecca and whined.
“It’s okay boy. Come on!” She said slapping her ass again.
Chowder must have decided to give it another go. He hopped up onto Rebecca and started humping away at her too, and Rebecca immediately began to wiggle her bottom and whine like a dog just like Jenna had done. Chowder went to town on Rebecca the same way, and once again he ended up figuring out that it wasn’t any more real the second time. He hopped back off and went to licking himself, and the girls went back to giggling and nervously watching him do it.
I decided right then and there that, with a little encouragement, the girls would both want to do a little more. I figured out that was the real reason that Jenna wanted to be alone with the dog, and if I had let her take him into her room then Chowder would have gotten more than just a dry hump. I wanted to watch though so I intervened.
“You guys are being cruel to that dog!” I said firmly.
Jenna’s eyes got wide and I could see that I scared the living daylights out of her. She obviously didn’t think I was aware of the game that they were playing.
“We were just playing!” she defended. “We won’t do it anymore.”
“Actually I think you should. You girls have gone and made the poor dog horny and I think you should both give him what he wants!” I added. If the girls had acted horrified at the idea I knew that I wouldn’t actually make them, but I wanted to make them believe that they owed it to him.
They each looked at each other with wide eyes and then back at me.
“You mean for real?” Jenna asked.
“I think it’s only fair. You guys both teased him didn’t you?”
“But you like…. Want us to do it?” Jenna asked.
“Yeah. I think it’s only fair.” I added.
“I don’t know,” Jenna said looking at Rebecca. “Do you think we really should?”
Rebecca nodded excitedly. “I will if you do,” she said.
Jenna looked back at me and I could tell that she was deep in thought. “But you will see us naked!” She said with a pink face.
“Just take off your shorts and face toward me on your knees. I won’t be able to see much of anything,” I said and she seemed to be satisfied with that. She faced toward me on the floor on he hands and knees, pulled down her shorts and worked them completely off of herself. I was surprised to see that she hadn’t been wearing panties, and it made me wonder if she had done that on purpose just so that she could feel Chowder better from the beginning.
As soon as he shorts were off Rebecca began slapping Jenna’s butt trying to coax the dog to hop back onto her. At first Chowder just sat there staring at the girl stupidly as if to say, “I’m not falling for that trick again.”
Rebecca continued to slap Jenna’s ass, and I couldn’t help but notice how nicely shaped my daughter’s buttocks was. I had never looked at her like that before. She was twelve, and she was my daughter and I hadn’t had any reason too. I was looking then though and my dick got hard and started to throb in my pants. I knew that before long Chowder was going to get his first taste of pussy, and the idea that my daughter was going to take his virginity as he took hers was making my prick ache.
Eventually Chowder gave in to the enticing smell of my daughter’s dripping cunt. He got up on all fours, went first to her shorts as if he were verifying that “yes,” they did belong to her and, “yes,” they were indeed no longer covering his goal. After he sniffed her shorts he went and sniffed her twat.
Jenna flinched as his cold nose touched against her bum. “Oh my God!” she said. “I can’t believe I’m actually gonna do this!”
“Relax!” Rebecca consoled her. “Shannon says she does it all the time remember.”
“I know,” Jenna said. “I know.”
Chowder’s curiosity was at it’s peak. He went from sniffing to licking, burying his snout between her legs. At first Jenna clamped her legs together. “Shit!” she said with a jerk, surprising the dog. He jumped back, circled and went back to sniffing her.
“Does it hurt?” Rebecca asked.
“God no!” Jenna said and she spread her legs apart again. “It just surprised me that’s all.”
Chowder’s nose crept back in and he started licking her again. “Oooooooohhhh!” Jenna squealed. “Shhhhiii’iiiit! That feels friggin awesome!” she said.
Chowder must have took that as a good sign. He hopped up onto her and started humping into her again. This time though there was nothing blocking him. He found the mark right away and Jenna grunted as he found her hole and drove himself into her.
At first Jenna just knelt there with wide eyes as the dog had his way with her. I could tell that she was just trying to get used to having him inside of her, but I could also tell that she didn’t hate it. She wasn’t squealing with passion or even moaning. She just knelt there and took it with a dumb look on her face. My dick, however, was begging for some attention and I knew that there was no way that I wasn’t going to fuck the shit out of my daughter before the night was over. I was more turned on then I had been in a long time as I watched Chowder’s doggy hips pounding away at Jenna’s tight little twat.
The dog seemed to be enjoying himself though. That was for sure. I wasn’t sure if dog’s smiled or not, but at that point it was the way it appeared to me as his hips worked back and forth behind her.
“How does it feel?” Rebecca asked finally.
“Go’oo’ood!” Jenna said. Her voice was broken up by the pummeling that Chowder was giving her. “I’I Li’I’ike I’I’t!”
“Hurry up!” Rebecca said. “I wanna try it!”
I could tell that Jenna was actually starting to enjoy herself. She was getting over the surprise of it and getting used the idea of having Chowder mounted up on her. Her muscles were loosening up and she was starting to relax and she actually started to wiggle her bum into him like she had done when she had her shorts on. She was also starting to pant as the dog continued to fuck her with his rapid thrusts. Unfortunately Chowder was climaxing inside of her just as she started getting into it.
He stopped pumping and I could hear his dick pull out of her with a slick thump. Jenna looked behind her with disappointment as Chowder dismounted her and went back to licking himself clean.
Rebecca seemed to be way less worried about whether or not I would see her naked. As soon as Chowder was off of her she stood up and began undressing without so much as a second thought about whether or not I was looking at her.
I was surprised by how turned on I was at the whole situation. At first by watching my daughter get fucked by her new dog, and then by looking at her twelve-year-old besty. Rebecca didn’t have a mature body at all and yet she was still pleasing to look at. She was slim and athletic looking. Her muscles and shape were tight, her stomach was rippled, and her breasts were small but perky.
As she dropped her shorts I couldn’t help but to let my eyes drift over her tight little mound. Her slit was moist and glistened in the overhead light. She smiled and winked at me and then reached down and spread the lips of her pussy for me as if it weren’t a big deal at all that I was looking at her. Then she got down on her knees and started to taunt Chowder for the second time.
Chowder wasn’t having it though. He was still licking himself clean and paid absolutely no mind to Rebecca’s pleas. He looked at her a couple times and just went back to licking himself, but she didn’t give up easily. At first she just backed up into him, putting her ass in the dog’s face and wiggling in front of him as if she were offering the dog a biscuit. Chowder sniffed her once, and huffed, but then got up and moved to another spot on the floor.
She wasn’t satisfied with that though. She maneuvered herself in front of him again, this time on her butt, spread her legs in front of him and shoved herself into his snout. This time he licked her a few cursory times and that was it.
“I knew I should have went first,” she said in disappointment. I had to admit that I shared her frown internally. I had watched my daughter get ridden by him and I wanted to watch him mount her too.
She didn’t give up entirely though.
She laid there next to him on the floor and put her head on the dog’s stomach at an angle that matched the dog’s stomach. Her determination was beyond my belief. She laid there staring at his furry package with her head only an inch or so away from it. If the dog’s pink pecker were to extend out it would slip easily into her mouth. She had to have been aware of that possibility but that didn’t prevent her from leaving her face right where it was.
At first she just laid there as still as a cricket. She didn’t move or say a word. She just stared into the dog’s peephole as if she was waiting for the pink torpedo to make another appearance. I distracted myself by allowing my eyes to wander over her sleek little body, and I wondered what it would be like to have sex with someone as young and nubile as she was.
Jenna went over to the couch and she too watched her friend to see what was going to happen. At first nothing did. Rebecca just stayed where she was and waited. Something must have been going through her head though because after another minute or so her hand began to drift down to her stomach and slowly traced down to her love mound. Her eyes glazed over, and then she closed them as she opened her legs up and began to fondle herself.
As soon as her fingers began to trace over her slit she let out a little moan. I watched as her fingers parted her small and tender lips and she slid a finger gently into herself. She let out another little moan.
“Oh Chowder,” she said softly and I knew that she was imagining herself making love to our newest edition to the family.
I don’t know if Chowder knew what was going on or not. I think it was too soon for him to really understand that she was referring to him because we had just gotten him that day, and before that I doubt that he’d ever even heard the word chowder before, but I watched as his pink shaft began to slide out slowly, drifting toward her open mouth.
Her eyes were still closed so I’m pretty sure that she didn’t even realize what was about to happen. I knew that I wasn’t going to warn her, but worried that my daughter might. Jenna was looking at me with wide eyes which turned quickly back toward her friend. Jenna definitely understood the predicament her friend was about to be in, but she didn’t say a word and I continued in my silence as Chowder’s dick stretched toward Rebecca’s mouth.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh,” Rebecca uttered as her fingers slid in and out of her moist hole.
Her moans only increased the pace in which Chowder was growing. Rebecca’s mouth was in a constant state of openness as she enjoyed her fantasy and the way that her fingers felt as they slid in and out of her canal. The tip of Chowder’s cock had already passed the point where her lips began. If she closed her mouth at that point she would get a big surprise.
His dick was half way into her mouth before she realized what was happening, but she surprised both me and Jenna. Instead of jerking her head back and spitting she simply wrapped her lips around Chowder’s hardening dick and began to suckle on it as if it were the nipple of a bottle.
Chowder just laid there seemingly enjoying the blow job that he was receiving from the pre-teen. I watched as her fingers began to slide in and out of her with a more vigorous pace. She was actually enjoying it. She kept her eyes closed and just continued to suck off the German Sheppard as if her were a teenaged boy.
Eventually Rebecca repositioned herself above Chowder and began to bob her head up and down on the dog taking him completely into her mouth and deep throating him as if she’d done it a thousand times before.
Without warning Rebecca came up, spun around and began to slap her ass again. “Okay boy! I got you going again…. Now fuck me boy… Fuck me!”
She had definitely got Chowder’s motor going again. The dog leapt up and mounted her without a second’s hesitation. He immediately began to pound away at Rebecca and Rebecca immediately began to pant and moan as if she were a dog in heat. She had a look of pure ecstasy on her face as soon as the doggie dick penetrated her hole and as the dog began to hammer away at her she squealed with delight.
“EEEEEEEE, EEEEEEE, EEEEEEE!!!! Yeeee’eeeaaaaassss!” She screamed out as juices squirted from her rear end.
I expected Chowder to peel off of her as he had with Jenna, but that wasn’t what happened. Apparently Chowder was able to successfully knot Rebecca in a way that he hadn’t been able to with Jenna. He turned as if he were going to walk away when he was done, but he was held fast inside of her.
Rebecca got a worried look on her face, but I assured her that everything was okay and calmed her down. I told her that she just had to wait for his swelling to go down.
“Okay,” she said trusting me.
Eventually the swelling did go down and eventually Chowder fell limply from her. Rebecca coaxed Jenna into cleaning the dog up, and to my surprise she didn’t argue. She simply got down on her hands and knees and took the dog into her mouth, and I watched wide jawed as doggie cum dripped down my daughter’s chin as she sucked the remaining juices from his balls.
“Now that’s how you make clam Chowder,” Rebecca said, breaking the tension, and we all rolled over with laughter.
When my stomach finally stopped hurting Jenna piped in, “And we don’t even have to worry about getting pregnant! Shannon was right!”
“Well she wasn’t exactly right,” I added.
Both Jenna and Rebecca looked at me with worry on their faces as if there were a possibility that the dog could in fact get them pregnant.
“I haven’t had my turn yet!” I said standing up and unbuckling my belt.
They looked at each other and smiled.
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