Melanie didn't mind the delay.

In a way, it was a thrill to know that she was seducing a virgin dog, much the same way that it thrilled most women to give a young man his first piece of ass or his first blow-job.

She gave his prick a last stroke, then drew back.

The Dalmatian eyed her, still puzzled. He gave a little whimper. Obviously, he had been enjoying her fondling and didn't want her to stop, even though he didn't understand what was happening.

But Melanie knew how to arouse a dog. Standing beside the spotted brute, she began to remove her clothing. That wasn't a hard thing to do, because Melanie wore only a light cotton dress, with nothing underneath. Melanie never wore panties.

There was no telling when or where she might encounter dog with a hard-on, and she didn't like the delay and inconvenience of having to take off her underpants. She liked to pull her dress up and fuck without hesitation in those instances, getting the job done before there was an interruption.

Naked now, she stood with her legs apart.

She passed a hand over her smoldering crotch.

The dog cocked its head and sniffed. Melanie sat down on the edge of the couch, arching her back. Her legs trailed out to the floor, wide apart, exposing her creamy cunt. She patted her pussy.

The Dalmatian approached warily.

Melanie thought it rather endearing of the dog to be so shy and timid and naive.

"C'mon, boy, "she urged. "Nice doggy." She patted her pussy again, invitingly.

Melanie knew from past experience that nothing would make a dog horny as fast as a taste of cunt.