Date: Mon, 7 Nov 2005 10:33:59 -0800 (PST)
From: Jenna Tarp <jennatarp@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gina's shower{Jenna}(best, F/f, F/F)[5!_]

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reproduction in fixed form or otherwise, of this story. Copyright (C) 2005.

This work is unsuitable for minors. This work contains graphic descriptions
of sexual behavior between adult females and animals. The explicit nature
of the story may be offensive. The sometimes-violent content may also be
offensive. Descriptions, scenes, characters and situations are purely
fictional and intended solely for the entertainment of its readers.

Gina's shower -- Part 5

The three freshmen girls ran like cats down the trail toward blondie's
house. Filled with energy at what they'd just done they easily vaulted the
tall wooden fence that surrounded the horse pasture adjacent to the barn in
blondie's back yard. Breathlessly the three girls sprinted past each other
in a wild race to get to the barn first.

The brunette crashed through the large wooden sliding barn door first and
dove on a stack of hay neatly arranged in the corner of the barn. "Hurry
up!" she yelled to her two cohorts.

Both girls squeezed past the large door at the same time, reminiscent of a
three stooges movie. They giggled and laughed as they stumbled inside and
flopped on the hay stack next to the brunette.

"Turn it on!" giggled the brunette, "turn it on!"

Blondie fiddled with the camcorder. She opened the viewfinder and the girls
leaned in to watch their masterpiece.

"Come on, turn it on!" urged the other brunette.

"It^Åit is on," stammered the confused blond.

"What?!" exclaimed the other brunette.

"Oh my God!!" gasped the blonde, "I left the lens cover on!"

"You stupid idiot!!" shouted the brunette as she stood disgustedly and
crossed her arms, "DAMMIT, Rhonda!"

"I'm sorry Becky, I didn't mean to," she apologized.

"Now what are we gonna do if that girl calls? Tell her `oh, sorry we
actually DON'T have you on film fucking your dog, but could you do it again
for us so we can?'" Becky surmised sarcastically.

"Calm down, Becky," urged her twin sister Rachel, "we'll figure something
out."

Becky grew increasingly angrier the more she thought about how stupid
Rhonda had been. All their plans were ruined because of one stupid
mistake. She hated mistakes. She hated incompetence.

Rachel could tell her twin sister was about to explode. She'd seen that
look in her eye many times before and she knew when her sister grit her
teeth the way she was now, it was only a matter of time before she blew.

Rhonda knew Becky was angry, too. She hung her head in shame and stared at
the dirty wooden floor. She could feel the tension building and she was
nervous.

Ever since they were little, Becky had been the natural leader of the
trio. Rhonda, being the outsider, was always treated like crap if things
didn't go the way Becky had planned. Even though Rhonda wasn't their
sister, they'd always treated her like she was. The three girls had been
inseparable since they were kids. They did everything together and knew
everything about each other.

The tight trio had played around with each other a few times, but none of
them had ever had a real boyfriend before. High school was supposed to
generate all kinds of possibilities, but nothing had materialized for
either of them to this point. Secretly, they all worried that their tight
bond would disintegrate if they got a boyfriend, so neither of them were
looking very hard. Rachel and Rhonda both knew that Becky would have had
the most difficulty finding a boyfriend because of her short temper and
tomboyish behavior. That was another reason they hesitated on looking,
too. Neither one of them wanted to give the appearance of upstaging her and
feeling her wrath later.

Rachel and Rhonda held their breath and remained motionless, hoping that
Becky would calm down. But when Rhonda felt a hard slap on the back of her
head, she actually felt relief that Becky had vented.

"You're so stupid," Becky growled as she kicked the ground and shook her
head.

Rachel struggled to come up with an idea before Becky got angry
again. Suddenly she said, "Hey, why don't we do this? That girl doesn't
KNOW we don't have a movie, right? I mean she still thinks we have one,
right?"

Becky scowled in thought, "Yeah, I guess. What's your point?"

"Well," began Rachel, "if she calls, we'll just tell her we have her on
camera fucking her dog and if she doesn't do what we tell her, we'll make
copies and pass them around school."

"Hmmmm," Becky paused, "I like it."

Rhonda and Rachel silently sighed as Becky's expression changed.

"I think that will work," agreed Becky, now motivated to entrap the sick
dog fucker. "When she calls^Åand she WILL call^Åwe'll tell her exactly
that. Then we'll have her meet us and we'll have her fuck her dog again,
only this time, we'll actually FILM her. Won't we Rhonda!?"

Rhonda nodded her head sheepishly, knowing she had fucked up once and Becky
wouldn't tolerate a repeat.

Becky's mind began to race with possibilities. The more she thought about
forcing the older teen to fuck her dog while they filmed her, the more
excited she became. It was an awesome idea; she wished she'd have thought
of it first.

A sly grin graced Becky's face and a deviant twinkle sparkled in her
eye. Rachel and Rhonda could tell she had an idea and they wanted in on it.

"What are you thinking?" urged Rachel.

"I'm thinking that I want to make that girl do some nasty things with that
dog. I want to see her suck its dick or maybe get fucked in her ass." Becky
shuddered with delight.

Rachel looked at Rhonda and the two bit their lips with excited
anticipation. They wondered if they could actually pull it off.

*********

Gina stood silently in the shower stall as hot steamy water cascaded down
her every curve. Her mind was blank. She didn't know what to think or what
to feel or what to do. She had this tremendous empty feeling in the pit of
her stomach that was unlike anything she'd ever felt before.

Gina kicked herself over and over again for allowing herself to be
filmed. Her life was over. She knew that. Word would get around and she
would be fucked, figuratively, not literally. What would people think of
her? What would her family think? She turned up on the heat on the hot
water; her body was still chilled with fear and anxiety.

The steamy shower fogged the whole bathroom. She just didn't know what to
do. "Should I call the number?" she asked her self, "what would I say? What
would THEY say?" Questions piled upon fear, guilt and remorse and Gina felt
like passing out.

She had been so sure the girls had enjoyed watching her, too. How could she
have made such a huge error in judgment? Then again, if they actually DID
film her and they wanted to hurt and humiliate her, then why didn't they
just take the film and show people? Why did they ask her to call them?

Gina began to think a little more clearly. Maybe they were giving her a
chance to get the movie from them? Maybe they didn't intend to hurt her,
but only wanted to scare her. Maybe they'd keep the film for themselves to
masturbate, too.

Gina's sick mind began to twist the grave situation into something
positive.

"Yes, that's it, they probably just wanted something to masturbate too,"
she reasoned. She forced her mind to recall the exact wording of the note:
"Congratulations! You're a movie star."

It didn't sound all that threatening, she convinced herself, in fact, it
kind of sounds encouraging. Maybe they want more footage?

Gina dipped her head into the stream of hot water. She washed her hair and
got out.

Wrapped in a towel in the privacy of her own bedroom, Gina tried to muster
up the courage to call the number. She kept staring at the rumpled note in
one hand and squeezed tightly on the cell phone in the other.

"Just do it," she told herself as she nervously dialed the phone.

After two rings a young female voice answers, "Hello?"

Gina choked on her words, unable to speak clearly her dry mouth froze.

"Hello?" the voice says again.

"H-hello," responds Gina as she tried to gather her composure.

"Who is this?" asks the voice.

Gina's mind raced. How should she answer the simple question: I'm the girl
you filmed fucking my dog? What if she called the wrong number?

A couple seconds later Gina replied, "Uh, I got this number off a note."

"Oh," said the voice.

On the other end of the line Becky clasped the hand set and mouthed to her
sister and Rhonda `it's her'.

Becky could tell the girl was extremely nervous. She wanted to seize on
that fear immediately. "I'm glad you called. I just wanted to tell you that
we have a whole movie of you fucking your dog you sick bitch. And if you
don't want us to make copies and pass them around school tomorrow, you'll
do EXACTLY as we say. Got it, slut?"

Becky covered the hand set again and giggled.

Gina's heart nearly stopped. Blood sank to her feet and she felt
faint. This was the worse possible scenario. She didn't know what to do,
what to say, what to think. She was numb.

After a long pause Becky asked, "Did you hear me, cunt?"

Gina blinked to clear her mind. "Uh, uh, yes, yes I did," she
stuttered. "W-what do you want me to do?" she finally asked.

"Meet us tomorrow, same time, same place and bring your dog. Make sure you
wear some nice panties and a bra this time, too," instructed Becky.

Gina acknowledged what to do and hung up.

The three girls exchanged high fives and finalized plans for the next
day. They would film the girl sucking her dog's dick. Once they had an
actual film, then they could continue to blackmail the girl to do other
nasty things for them. They giggled and exchanged dirty fantasies until the
air was thick with female arousal. The three young virgins secretly wanted
to masturbate themselves, so they said their goodbye's and went home where
they did just that.

Gina could hardly sleep that night. She tossed and turned all night. She
was terrified about what she'd have to do. Whatever it was, she knew she
had no choice. She could tell by the girls' voice, she meant business.

All day long at school Gina fidgeted nervously. She felt like everyone at
school already knew about her dirty little secret. Her mind was clouded
with guilt and remorse for her insatiable appetite for dog cock.

When she finally arrived at home in the afternoon, Gina was in state of
total confusion. Her normal excitement at arriving home and seeing an
excited Skip wasn't there at all. She mindlessly dressed in her usual `dog
fuck' clothes but this time she wore a thong and bra.

Skip sensed something was different, too. The girl's subdued demeanor was a
little unnerving for the normally excited canine and he slowly led the way
to the trees instead of dragging the girl behind him.

Gina stared at the clump of trees as they reluctantly ambled closer. She
pushed her way past some low hanging branches and entered the middle. She
stopped suddenly when she saw three figures in the spot she'd fucked Skip
the day before.

"Did you wear what I told you, cunt?" asked Becky sternly, trying not to
show her nervousness.

Gina was startled at how young the girls were. She could tell two of them
were twins but they were all beautiful. She wished she could have met them
under different circumstances.

Becky eyed the scared older teen. She could tell the girl was terrified as
she clung tightly the dog's leash like a security blanket. She knew she had
to seize control of the moment to insure things would work according to
plan.

"We've got ten copies of what you did yesterday," Becky lied as she
gestured to Rhonda to produce the phony disks. "We're taking them to school
tomorrow unless you do exactly what I tell you."

Gina felt faint. She didn't like being controlled like this. She was the
one who normally did the controlling and she felt really strange. She just
kept staring at the girl who was doing the talking, wondering what she had
in store for her.

"So here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna make ourselves a sequel to
yesterday's movie. I'm the director and you and your dog are the
actors. Got it?" Becky insisted.

Gina could only nod.

"Good. Then let's get started."

Like an experienced road crew the three girls took their positions. Becky
manned the camcorder, without the lens cap, Rhonda and Rachel stood along
side.

"When I say `Action', you start to dance like you did yesterday. When I
signal you, you start to strip. After all your clothes are off, I want you
to touch that nasty pussy of yours and get it good and wet. Then when I
point at the ground, I want you to get on all fours and you're gonna suck
your dog's dick. Got it?" instructed Becky.

Gina couldn't believe what she'd just heard. Her stomach was tied in
knots. She'd never done that before, nor had she ever wanted too. The
thought of sucking her dog's dick disgusted her. Her mind swirled with
questions that had no answers. She wondered how she'd gotten herself in
this situation. Could she actually suck Skip's dick? Should she? What would
it taste like? Should she run away? What if she refused?

"Action!"

Scared and afraid, Gina automatically started to dance and sway. She tried
to buy some time to try and sort things out in her mind.  She closed her
eyes and let her hands roam her body. She peeked through tiny slits and saw
the girl signal her to strip. Gina's heart raced and a sick feeling filled
her stomach. This wasn't right and it wasn't fun. But despite her
reluctance, she peeled her top off anyway.

She didn't want to suck Skip's cock, but what choice did she have? Gina
continued to strip as she asked more questions and groped for answers. What
would happen if she refused? Horrible consequences flooded her brain and
she knew she'd have to do it. She was sure she wasn't going to enjoy this,
but she knew Skip would. Her thoughts turned to Skip and all that he'd done
to satisfy her. He'd been such a wonderful partner lately. He never
complained, never said `no', never denied her and he always performed.

Gina grabbed and massaged her big bra covered tits, which sent a familiar
shiver up her spine. The feeling was a good one and she relaxed a little.

"Skip deserves this," Gina told herself. She was doing her best to do
whatever it took to make this happen. Convincing herself that Skip deserved
a blow job was the best thing she'd come up with.

Her cold fingers pushed her mini skirt to the ground and she kicked it in
the direction of the girls. That act did something to her. It felt good, it
felt dirty, it felt liberating.

The three girls noticed a change in the older teen. She started to get into
what she was doing and it showed. They watched intently as the girl became
more and more seductive. None of them had to say anything; they could all
feel their excitement grow. Their plan was actually materializing itself.

Gina reached behind her back and undid her bra. Her large breasts burst out
of their confine as she dropped her bra to the ground. She reached up and
cupped her tits and squeezed them. She milked her breasts for the camera
and licked her lips seductively. She was actually starting to get into
it. Besides, what choice did she have?

Skip sensed a change in the girl's mood and he began to take a greater
interest in her. He watched as she slipped off her thong and step out of
it. She was finally naked and he sniffed the air for that `scent'.

Rhonda panned over to Skip and zoomed in on his burgeoning dick.

Gina felt her excitement grow. It was weird, but she was actually beginning
to look forward to sucking on Skip's dick. Even though she'd never done it
before or had even thought about it before, she wanted to do it for Skip.

Becky motioned to Gina to get on the ground.

The camera zoomed in on Gina's face as she knelt and got on all fours.

Gina's heart was thumping and her stomach tightened as her knees dug into
the dirt. She was entering unfamiliar territory and even though she'd never
done this before, she was actually looking forward to it.

Gina couldn't figure out how get in the proper position. Should she lie on
her side? Should she make Skip lay down?

She finally decided that she'd lie on her back and let Skip straddle her.

Skip watched as the girl turned on her back and leaned on her elbows. Her
large tits flattened out and made her chest look wider than it actually
was. Her milky white skin glowed with a slightly pink hew. When the girl
rounded her lips into an `O' shape, he instinctively knew what to do.

Gina let Skip step over her and straddle her waist with his hind legs.

As the camera widened to show both her and Skip, Gina reached up and
grabbed Skip's fiery red cock. She pushed back his sheath and leaned
forward. She could smell Skip's excitement, which was a kind of musky
smell. Knowing what she was about to do filled Gina with mixed feelings of
disgust, humiliation and arousal.

Gina hesitated as she held Skip's knob. She was close to placing her mouth
on her dog's cock, but she wanted to ask the girl to please not make her do
this. "Please," begged Gina as tears filled her eyes, "please don't make me
do this." Her stomach felt nauseous and her mind clouded with disgusting
thoughts of how Skip would taste.

"Do it! NOW!" commanded Becky.

Gina dropped her head slightly and succumbed to the idea of what she HAD to
do. She stared at Skip's flaming red cock as he stood over her. She'd never
really seen it this close before. It was thick and streaked with thin
veins. The way the tiny cock head came to a sharp point was something she'd
never really noticed before either. It looked soft and tender.

"Action!" shouted Becky as she zoomed in on Gina's face and Skip's cock.

Gina closed her eyes, leaned forward and placed her lips on Skip's rock
hard cock.

When Skip felt a ring of flesh surround his cock he instinctively began to
thrust.

Gina tried to control the thrusting animal but it was no use. He kept
thrusting his hips harder and faster. Gina couldn't stop the canine's cock
as it repeatedly pushed deeper and deeper into her mouth. Within seconds
she had to release Skip's cock and lean back on both elbows for
balance. Skip had pushed himself completely into her mouth. She wanted to
withdraw, but she couldn't. Her nostrils flared as her airway was choked
with dog dick. The tangy taste of his cock wasn't as bad as she'd imagined,
but it wasn't that pleasant either.

Skip couldn't help himself. His hips automatically began to thrust when he
felt the girls' lips around his cock. To him there was no difference
between her warm slippery oral cavity and the one between her legs. They
were more similar than different. Both were warm, both were moist and both
had a tight ring to pass through. This one had a coarser feel on the
underside of his dick and it wasn't as deep as the other one, but it felt
good just the same.

Gina couldn't believe it. Skip was fucking her face. His hairy stomach
thumped against her face and crushed her nose. The sensation of Skip's
thick fleshy cock sliding in and out of her mouth was really different. She
used her tongue to press the dog's thick shaft against the roof of her
mouth to help guide the dog's cock past her teeth.

Becky kept the camera focused on Gina's face as she grimaced. Watching the
girl's face being fucked by the dog was even better than she had
anticipated. Her own wetness began to seep down her legs. She wriggled her
hips and squeezed her knees together to try and subdue the arousal.

Skip was reaching orgasm. He actually liked this time better than some of
the other ones. This hole was much tighter and had something special to
it. He kept thrusting his hips and pushing himself in and out with violent
consistency.

Gina struggled to keep Skip's dick in her mouth. She was salivating and
drooling all over the place. It was hard to breathe through her nose, but
she did the best she could to maintain a tight seal around Skip's member.

She could tell by the increase in rhythm that Skip was getting close to
orgasm. She pressed her lips tightly together as he pumped her face with
increased efficiency.

The camera zoomed in as the dog's back arched higher and higher, tilting
his hips and angling his cock in straighter. The dog pulled himself firmly
against the helpless girls' shoulders, forcing him in deeper and
deeper. Finally, Skip whimpered and came.

Gina's mouth filled with Skip's hot cum. It shot to the back of her throat
and almost choked her with its volume. The tangy pungent tasting slime
streamed in short gushes with each pulsating throb of Skip's dick.

Through the viewfinder, the girls watched dog cum dribble from the girls'
mouth and down her chin. They all mewed a collective, "E-e-e-e-w-w-w-w," at
the sight.

Gina struggled with what to do. Her mouth was filled with Skip's cum and it
was rapidly mixing with her saliva.

Skip kept riding her face as he squeezed every last drop of cum from his
loin. The girl was helpless to stop him and he knew it. Skip was determined
to take advantage of this new position as he continued to thrust his cock
into her face.

Gina wanted Skip to stop, but he wasn't. He kept thrusting his cock in and
out of her mouth even though he'd already cum. She wanted to spit out his
cum, but she couldn't. Skip wouldn't let her. She could hardly breathe as
the saliva diluted cum mixture completed the seal around her mouth. Her
tongue swirled the gooey mixture in her bloated cheeks as she snorted air
through her nose. She knew what she had to do, so she did it, she swallowed
Skip's cum.

The girls watched the older teen's throat convulse and they knew she'd just
swallowed the dog's thick load. They all felt disgust and excitement at the
same time.

When Skip finally dismounted his master's face, the girls saw the dog's
dick flop loosely down her chin and dribble a dangling string of cum onto
her breasts.

Becky wanted to add to the girl's humiliation, so she said, "Show us you
swallowed, cunt. Open your mouth," as the camera lens zoomed in for a
close-up.

Gina, naked, humiliated and degraded rolled onto her hands and knees. With
cum still dribbling down her chin, she opened her mouth and showed the
camera she had swallowed.

Satisfied that they had accomplished what they came to do, Becky huddled
with her two buds and they spoke too softly for Gina to hear. Secretly
Becky reviewed the film to insure they actually HAD one this time.

When they were finished, Rachel picked up Gina's skirt and top. She rolled
them up and tucked them under her arm.

Becky looked at the pathetic naked older teen, still sitting on her hands
and knees awaiting further instructions. "You can go now, cunt," she began,
"we'll be in contact with you. Make sure you keep your cell phone charged
and be ready to do what we say."

Gina saw the girl take her clothes and she pleaded, "But what about my
clothes? Are you going to give them back to me?"

"No," replied Becky matter-of-factly, "you can wear your tiny panties and
bra home."

Not wanting to leave a humiliating stone unturned, Becky decided to drive
the final nail in the older teen's coffin and said, "Oh, and by the way, we
really didn't have a film the first time. Numb nuts left the lens cap
on. So thanks for the great performance today. Now we really DO have a film
and we WILL distribute it if you don't do EXACTLY as we say."

Gina suddenly felt nauseous and vomited Skip's cum.

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