Karen, 9 pulled her white night shirt over her body. Her pink panties shown clearly as the shirt only reached her waist. She got into her bed and pulled the covers to her chin.

"Becky! Come read me a story!" She called down the hall.

Becky, 16 was very beautiful. Long dark hair and tight sexy abs.

"Dammit Karen! Go to bed!" She shouted back.

"Well at least you and Buddy can come say good night."

Karen sighed and went to the doorway.

"Goodnight." Becky said. After she said goodnight, she raised her shirt to her mid-rib area which made Buddy, the dog go crazy. They both left and Karen tried to fall asleep.

Karen woke up hearing faint noises coming from Becky's room. She heard moaning, screaming and barking. She quietly got out of bed to go see what the commotion was. She went to Becky's door and pushed it slightly open. She was surprised by what she saw.

-- added by Kingcripple, February 22 2007

"Oh buddy!" Becky moaned as he licked her pussy "Good boy" Karen stood there shocked having witnessed what her dog and sister were doing.

"Oh fuck me!! Stick your doggie cock into my dripping wet pussy" Guideing his cock Becky it up with hey pussy hole. Needing no furture assistance Buddy slamed it into her.

"Why is she letting buddy do that?" Karen whispers feeling a tingle in her cunny.

-- added by Fangirl44, February 23 2007

Karen watched in silent awe as Becky's body moved under Buddy. Becky's hands gripped the blankets of the bed. An odd, moist slapping sound filled the room as Karen watched Buddy's hips moving very fast. Becky's eyes were tightly closed. Becky's mouth began uttering stange sounds of encouragement.

"Oh God! It's so big! Fuck me Buddy. Fuck me with that big, doggy cock!"

Karen saw Beckys face fall to the pillows. There were tears streaming from her closed eyes, yet she did not look sad. As Becky fell forward Karen could see Buddy's body move with her. Buddy seemed to lay over her back. He wasn't moving any more. His big, pink tongue hung from his mouth. He seemed to cling Becky's sides with his forepaws. His body was lifted slightly as Becky's backside seemed to push back and up. A soft groan escaped Becky's throat.

"Uhhh!...Ohhh!...Ohh f-f-f..."

Becky's sounds turned to pantings. From Karen's view it almost looked like Becky was trying to push Buddy off. With one final lift, Becky's legs seem to give away. Becky let out a long, low groan and collapsed. As her body fell, Karen could see Buddy's thingy slipping backwards. It looked dark red and very slippery. Then his body fell onto Becky's again. His thingy disappeared into her.

Karen slipped quietly back to her bedroom. Her young mind was trying to comprehend what she just saw. She thought, quietly to herself, "What happened? Why was Becky moaning?" Karen had no idea about orgasms and things like sex. Karen felt a strange sensation "down there" as she drifted into sleep. Karen did not notice Aunty Linda returning from the party. She had no idea her hand was between her legs as she slept. She didn't even feel Aunty Linda's kiss on her forehead as she drew the blankets up over Karen.

The next morning, as she sat at the table with Becky, she kept thinking of what she witnessed. Aunty Linda was preparing breakfast.

-- added by GoodLittleKaren, February 24 2007

"Aunty," Karen asked while Aunt Linda poured her milk over her cereal and banana slices, "do ya think I could ask you something?"

"What?" her Aunt Linda snapped back, being a little impatient with her as she fetched her younger niece Karen some orange juice from the refrigerator. "You're always asking silly questions. What is it now?"

"Well, last night while you were gone, I saw something weird going on between Becky and Buddy in her bedroom," Karen said, trying to gather her confused thoughts, so she wouldn't bother her aunt too much with silly questions that a nine-year-old girl like her might ask.

"You were spying on Becky, weren't you?" Aunt Linda charged the young girl. "What goes on between Becky and Buddy in her own 'personal' bedroom is none of your business. I've told you before that Becky and Buddy have a very special relationship going. Remember I told you that when your mother died eight years ago, that on her death bed she hugged both Becky and Buddy and told the German shepherd that he should take care of Becky and that Becky should take of Buddy, too. Remember that story?"

"Yeah, I remember," said Karen, tears forming inside her eyes as she recalled that sad event just before her mother passed away and went to see Jesus in heaven. Her mother had died of some disease she just couldn't remember right now.

"Well, Aunt Linda made sure she trained Buddy to become a 'special' friend of Buddy. Buddy's a very special dog because of his magical quality that not many German shepherds have," Aunt Linda said looking down at Karen, frowning. "Buddy pleased your mother. Buddy pleased me. And, now it's Becky's turn to receive Buddy's special talents, attention, and pleasure."

Karen was confused more that anything now. She needed to figure out what "special quality" Buddy had which her Aunt Linda was just describing to her in these very foggy terms. Karen wondered whether that quality had anything to do with the gigantic red thing that the dog was inserting inside Becky last night...that big red, slippery-looking thing with the enormous bulge that appeared about a foot from the pointed tip of that big red thing.

-- added by Zenith's Nadir, February 24 2007

"Aunt Linda can I ask you another question?" Karen asked

"Sure you can ask another silly question." Aunt Linda replied.

"Will Buddy ever have a special relationship with me? If he had one with my mom I want to..." Tears welled up in Karen's eyes and then burst like an overflown dam.

"Oh sweety..." Aunt Linda said changing her normal grumbling tone to a more kind and gentle one of love and affection. "I think your mom would like that but I think your a bit too young for buddy still."

"But Becky was only 8 when mom died and Buddy became her special friend. I am 9 almost 10!" Karen said with a pouty little mouth.

"Right you are...right you are...and now that you have spied on your cousin and know how they play I think it is time for you to begin after all...yes...time to begin..." A little smirk came over Aunt Linda's face. "Time to begin..."

-- added by Petlover, February 25 2007

Karen finished her breakfast, placed her bowl and spoon into the sink, and went upstairs to shower and get dressed for the day. It was Saturday, which meant no school, freedom to do some of the activities she enjoyed like taking Buddy for a walk and playing Tug-a-Rope and Fetch-the-Rope with him in the community park which was about a half a mile away from her aunt's house. Or, maybe she'd go over to her friend Molly's house and they could play Barbies all afternoon. Or, make popcorn and watch some Disney cartoons on Molly's bedroom TV.

Walking toward the bathroom still in her cute pink shorty pajamas, she noticed the door to Becky's room was open about a foot or so. She heard giggling — then some strange moaning and groaning — coming from the room and she thought she should just walk past the door, head into the bathroom down the hallway, and start her shower, "minding her own business" as Aunt Linda had scolded and admonished her about just a few minutes ago.

But Karen was a curious little girl, the kind of 3rd grader who always felt necessary to ask just one more question before the 3 o,clock end-of-day bell had rung. So, she tip-toed toward Becky's room, fell to her hands and knees on the carpet's surface, reached the door opening, and peered into the well-lit room.

The motions of the two objects — Becky and Buddy — caused her eyeballs to practically pop from their tiny sockets. In the nude Becky was on the floor, hunched over the edge of the mattress, and Buddy was lying stretched out over Becky's back almost completely engulfing Becky's small body. Buddy had a pair of Becky's sweat socks wrapped around his front paws. Becky evidently had taken two of her red ribbons that she usually used to tie her two pigtails with and had tied the white sweat socks around Buddy's front paws, so the socks would not slip from the dog's large feet.

And, every time Buddy bucked his rear end into Becky's body, Becky yelped, moaned, or groaned. She had her face crushed into the bedspread but she was smiling and not frowning.

"Oh, Buddy honey, fuck my pussy deep!" Becky blurted out. "Get your big cock into my pussy as deep as you can! I want it! I need it! Fuck me like you always do-o-o-o!"

Karen could not believe how big Buddy's bright red cock was. It must have been extended at least a foot or so before he plunged its full force and length into her sister's puss over and over again. Then, it disappeared except for the big red bulge. His tail stopped wagging each time the mighty dog-sword bottomed out in Becky's teen twat. Buddy's heavy breathing echoed around the room.

And, Karen concentrated, too, on the big oval softball-size red-veined bulge that stuck out from the dog's lower body just beneath his waving, spasmodic tail. The bulge appeared to be pulsating as if were struggling to enter Becky's frail body, too. Buddy, in his own little doggy way, was trying everything in his power to ram that bulge into Becky's well-stuffed cunt. And, Becky, it appeared, was ready to attempt to suck it into her flesh if she could.

-- added by Zenith's Nadir, February 25 2007

Karen was about to turn and tiptoe away to stop disturbing Becky because she might get herself in truble with Aunty Linda, when she tripped over one of Becky's 'toys' and fell on her face, making a loud thump.

Becky groaned, both in surprise from the unexpected thump and from the brutal fucking Buddy was giving her, and looked up from where her face was pressed into the matress.

"Karen?!" she asked doubtfully.

She screamed in horror.

"Get the fuck out of my room!"

-- added by Lee, February 25 2007

"I-I'm sorry, sis." Karen said.

"What are you doing here?!" Becky screamed.

"I just wanted to learn how to do the things you were doing with Buddy. I wanna be Buddy's speacial friend too"

"you do, huh?" Becky asked with a smirk.

-- added by Kingcripple, February 26 2007

Becky grabbed Karen andlaid her on her back on the bed.

"Have you ever felt a bit funny down there?" Becky asked.

Karen didn't know how to reply. It was all too personal.

-- added by Lucifer, February 26 2007

Becky pulled Karen's little red cotton panties down her legs and pitched the red cloth halfway across her room. Buddy immediately leaped off the bed, galloped over, buried his snout into the semi-moist fabric, and sniffed, sniffed, and sniffed some more as the two young girls on the bedspread watched him with interest. A look of joy flooded Becky's face. Disbelief swathed itself across Karen's flushed face.

"Wow, Buddy really likes the smell of your pajama panties," said Becky. "He does that to mine many times, too, mostly in the morning when I first wake up," Becky said with a slight tittle in her voice.

"Why is Buddy doing that?" asked the dumb-founded, naive Karen. "Is he looking for a something to eat or something? Is he hungry?"

"Ohhh, Buddy wants something to eat all right, but...but it ain't a doggy biscuit or a can of Alpo stew he's after," joked Becky. "I think he's warming himself up in his own little doggy way to come over here a sniff us two girls out. I bet any money he'll do that in five or ten seconds. Here, let me call him over...and you'll see what I mean. You'll see! Just you watch, girl!"

Karen looked at her older sister in complete befuddlement wondering what she meant by all this. Images of Buddy's big red "thing" pistoning into Becky's pink slash (just a few moments ago) flashed across her very young, impressionable mind as Becky began to fetch Buddy over to the two on the bedspread.

"Come here, Buddy!" Becky clapped her hands and called out to her canine friend whose bulbous red knot still protruded from the rear of his well-extended cock with its oddly shaped tip and its many stringy red veins running from its tip all the way up to its knot. "Come over here, boy. Becky's got something new for you to sniff," she added looking down at Karen's puffy hairless nine-year-old labia. "Becky honey has something nice for you to get your wet nose into. C'm'ere, boy!"

Karen started to sit up, but before she knew what hit her, Buddy had mounted the bed, crushed his dripping snout into Becky's gaping crotch, beginning to lick his little doggy heart out with enthusiasm and beastly gusto.

Becky fell back onto the bedspread, the back of her head crashing into one of her pillows as Buddy's tongue worked its magic all over and around her well-shaved pussy lips and mound, moving quickly all over Becky's pure pink flesh and into the crinks where her upper legs met the very bottom of her crotch. Karen's mouth opened wide in disbelief as she observed the rambunctious German shepherd get to work on her agreeable sister Becky, who was moaning and groaning like she was a few minutes ago when she observed her from outside her bedroom door.

"Ewwwwwwwwww, Buddy, that's got it," Becky hummed in total abandonment. "Lick me where that big red doggy dick goes! Make your Becky cum! Make me cum and squirt, big boy!"

Karen, fascinated by all this strange activity, reached over to pet the dog's back, and as soon as he felt Karen's slight touch, he stopped licking Becky and paid attention to the little girl whose new set of frail hands were petting his back and neck.

"Go get Karen, Buddy!" Becky commanded the slightly distracted shepherd. "Go over a lick her up!"

Buddy nudged Karen lightly so she'd fall onto her back which Karen did. Then, faster than a speeding bullet, Buddy buried his all-slathered snout into Karen's humid crotch. Buddy's nose and the hair around it dripped with Becky's pussy's wetness.

"What's Buddy doing?" screamed out Karen. "What the heck is Buddy doing?"

"Just lay back and enjoy, my little baby sister. Just lay back and take it all in," Becky smiled with a twinkle in both her eyes. "In a few minutes you'll see what I mean. Our Buddy's searching for something new all right...and...I think he's going to find it quite so-o-o-o-n," she grinned.

-- added by Zenith's Nadir, February 27 2007

Looking down at Becky suddenly found images of Karen running through her mind, images of Karen posing with Buddy — little Karen wearing heels, wearing black hose, sitting facing the dog with one sexy leg high in the air and running her little hand along it sexily. Karen had the sexiest little legs for a girl her age, Becky had even heard a girlfriend of their mom make a playful wolf whistle in Karen's direction, when they were together in the park and Karen's sun dress was whipping about in the wind.

'She's got mommy's legs, that's for sure,' the lady friend had said, not taking her eyes off of the little girl. She had leaned close in, trying to keep it from Becky, but Becky heard her whispering 'Mommy's ass, too, I bet' into Mom's ear.

'Oh shut up,' Mom had said, but with a friendly laugh, and for a long minute both the women had stared at Karen. Finally Mom had answered, 'I have to say, it is a cute one, for her age.'

Her friend, forgetting Becky was there, made an 'Ohhhh' shape with her mouth, wide-eyed and smiling back at Mom, who was giggling and putting her hand up to her mouth.

'Now you're just trying to hurt me,' Ms. Stevenson, the friend, whispered to her, again aware that Becky was sitting a few feet away (but whose sharp ears were catching everything anyway — especially since she was hanging on every shocking amazing word, her young heart pounding in her chest).

Mom glanced quickly, not right at Becky but in her direction, warily, then whispered back, 'maybe I'll send you a pic of her.'

'Will you be in it?' Becky heard Ms. Stevenson whisper.

'Me? You've already got half a dozen pics of me, silly,' Mom whispered back. Becky tried to keep her breathing low and even, but it was becoming soooo hard to. Did her Mom mean naked pics?

Ms. Stevenson leaned in again. She whispered even lower. 'I know, Barbara.' She paused. She said each word slowly. 'I...want...to...see...you...pulling...her...panties...down.'

Shifting movement. Becky turned and peeked out of the corner of her eyes. She saw Ms. S. take Mom's chin and point her face into hers. Mom's face was away from Becky. Mrs. Stevenson mouthed silently: 'Pulling them down...and showing her to me.'

So, so scared of being caught, Becky kept her head averted but still peeked. She saw her mother slowly turn her head back to where she was looking at her running, playing little girl in the near distance.

She was trying to look casual. Becky could see she was shaking, though. Was she mad at Ms. S? Shocked? Five minutes ago Becky had only thought they were friends, now her head was reeling...Mom and Ms. Stevenson! She could see Ms. S's hand fingers running over her mother's hand.

Barbara — mom — kept looking at Karen.

Becky saw her smile.

'You're so bad, Janice. God, you're so bad.'

-- added by Ericblue, February 27 2007