Kristy After School - Sex Stories

Kristy After School

... around the desk and put his hand on my shoulder. I spilled the contents of the envelope onto the desk. I blushed shock red as photographs cascaded across the desktop. Hundreds of shots, it seemed of daddy's girl. Daddy's girl on her hands and knees in a kennel, repeatedly pleasuring a pack of large dogs. Seems my father is quite the shutterbug. Most of the night he had caught on film. Good quality pics too, 8x10 glossies and some wallet sized. (You know, maybe to send out to the relatives for the holidays. "Dear Aunt Jean and Uncle Bob: Hope you're having a good Christmas. This year, instead of family pictures, we're just sending photos of our little Kristy. She's kind of hard to recognize in some of the pictures, with her face buried deep in the crotch of that Dalmatian, but the ones where she's got our family pet, Max, up the ass came out great. See how wide she's got her legs spread? Who would have thought that our sexy girl could manage to take such a huge dog cock up her ass? We're ever so proud. Best Wishes." Yeah, that would be a real hoot at family reunions.) "Sweety, I think that there are going to be some changes around here from now on, unless of course you think your friends might be interested in seeing these? Who knows, maybe some of your little girlfriends would enjoy a stay at ...

... our kennel too. You could have a pajama party." He grinned. For once I had no smart reply. "By the way, Sweety," he inquired casually, flipping my short little skirt up over my hips, "what exactly did happen to those tasty little pink panties you were wearing yesterday?" "I don't know." I lied, mumbling defeatedly, but I don't think Daddy heard me. He was too busy bending me over the desk and pushing the head of his rapidly stiffening penis into the soft pink folds of my hot clutching pussy. Well trained now by my doggy tutors, I pressed my ass back to him and snugged myself down around his probing cock. "You know, honey," he continued, pressing a finger into my anus, "I think that we're not going to have any more discipline problems from you from here on in, or else you could spend another night in the kennel with those dogs." Bent over the desk as I was, Daddy couldn't see the grin spread across my face. If punishment for being bad meant another night of prolonged doggy fucking, I was going to be a very naughty daughter. Perhaps this wasn't going to be such a bad job after all. I sighed contentedly and spread my legs a little further so that Daddy could get his big cock all the way up into my puss. He pried a second finger into my hot slippery ass, and I knew things were going to turn out ok.