| Cruisin' Cindy took a deep breath and picked up her keys from the kitchen bar. She knew where she was headed, and she knew why. Her classic Chevy wagon was parked and packed out in the drive, ready for the night ahead. She had carefully laid out her goodie bag and checked the contents for everything she would need if she got lucky tonight, and had it stashed in the side compartment of the back end of her wagon, along with her big soft sleeping bags, some pillows and of course...Barnsworth's leash. Reginald Barnsworth the 3rd, or Barney as he was more usually called, was Cindy's lovable purebred King Charles spaniel. A cutie, he had those cartoon canine brown and white spots with the teddy bear face. He was very friendly but most importantly of all he knew what to do to when he saw a bare female bottom. He mounted. Quickly, with the aim that comes with much practice, he could penetrate a quivering pussy and be locked in almost before the female in question knew he was there. He became all business then, for Barney had been well trained by Cindy to breed women, and he was her best and most captivating stud dog. He was a real Casanova, and between him and Cindy they could charm the panties off most any horny but hesitant lady that found herself in the back end of Cindy's wagon. For you see, Cindy was a lesbian. The kind commonly referred to as a "lipstick lesbian", Cindy was a full figured and cuddly soft ladies lady, and she was exclusive to women and dogs. Always had been, probably always would be but she had given up wondering what made her this way long ago. It was her special heat, that passion that only one thing could quench and that thing was lesbian seduction followed by very well prepared dogsex. Barney never let her down, and tonight she hoped it would be no different. Dressed in her retro style hippie jeans, with a soft pink sweater and a pair of Reeboks, Cindy looked her part to the full. Her dark hair dropped in waves about her shoulders and carresed her full round breasts down the front of her sweater. The wide white leather belt that held up her hip hugging jeans also showed off her big round bottom and maybe just a teasing glimpse of her cotton print bikini panties poking out of the waist. Something that would have caused a real blush back in her college days, but hardly a second look from anyone now. A generous application of some cheap but sugary scented perfume along with a touch of natural pink lipstick, and Cindy was the perfect picture of the housemom out for a night of cruisin'. With her Chevy wagon, her 8 track car stereo blasting out 70's tunes, and Barney along for the ride she hoped to attract just the kind of attention she wanted from the sorority girls in her college town. "Come on boy, let's go" Cindy said with a small voice. Barney lagged his tongue out and trotted to the door. He had a pretty good clue what was up tonight as well. "Yea boy, you know don't you?" Cindy felt her belly quiver and the first small squish of wetness in her panties from her rising passions, just enough to feel a little sticky as it oozed in her pussyhairs. "Were sure gonna try boy.." Cindy said as she led him out the door and into the wagon. " I need some to baby," she said as she started the healthy V8 engine that powered the wagon and once glancing around to see that no one was around, she held Barney's front paws and proceeded to tongue kiss him, petting and making out with him like the boyfriend he was. "Mmmmm better stop or your gonna have me back there with *my* jeans down" she giggled and pushed Barney off as she backed out the drive. "Let's save it for our sorority girls, if we get lucky" she added as she popped a tape in her 8 track and headed for the college bars down on Main street. ---------------------------> Should I continue? ~ Miss Cindy~ |
