The Chico Tales

Michelle was lying on her bed dressed only in her light blue panties, reflecting on the day before, wondering how to use the information she had gained. “My mom is a dog fucker,” she whispered under her breath, feeling the tingle between her legs and sliding a hand under the waistband of her panties. She began touching herself idly as she recalled the vision of her mother under Chico, the family black lab mix. She didn't need the flash drive that Julie had given to her, as the scene of Chico fucking her mom in the hallway, while her dad came in her face, was indelibly burned into Michelle's brain.

The thought of her father's fat, heavy cock increased Michelle's desire as she slipped a finger inside herself, feeling her wetness and enjoying the tingles, as her digit explored deeply. Michelle smiled wryly, as she remembered the hidden cameras her neighbour, Julie, had planted and hoping she had the perfect angle, she pulled her panties to her ankles and opened her legs. The thought that Julie was watching her wanton display made her finger herself faster, and an image of sucking her father's cock, as Chico licked her, all while Julie watched, sent her over the top in a toe-curling orgasm.

Biting back a scream of pleasure she heard her father shout up the stairs “Mitchie get up, your mom and I have something to discuss with you,” at the same time her secret phone buzzed, showing a new message with an attachment.

“I’ll be right down Dad, just getting dressed,” Michelle shouted and added under her breath, “unless you’d rather come and convince me not to,” then giggling, she tapped open the message on the contraband phone.

The message was from Julie, her neighbour, and read 'nice show...this may be of interest.' Michelle blushed and squirmed knowing that Julie had just seen her orgasm from the cameras she had set up throughout the cottage. She then clicked ‘play’ on the audio file attachment, lowering the volume, as it was clearly her Mum and Dad discussing the events of the previous night when they had come in and found Michelle with Chico.

"Guess we only have ourselves to blame," said Michelle's mom," after all, Chico is used to having a bitch ready for him at all times."

"True," said Michelle’s dad, "I guess Chico was only doing what came naturally, and Mitchie was just following family traditions!"

"So," said Michelle's mom, "I think it would be best for Chico if I .............”

Before Michelle could hear the rest of the message she listened to her father rattle her door handle and shout. "Mitchie how long are you going to be or do I have to come in there and drag you out?"

"Just coming dad," Mitchie replied, smiling to herself proudly at her pun, as she leapt up and lewdly thrust her hips at the bedroom door, the only barrier between her and her father.

She pulled up her panties, which were bunched around her left ankle, and reaching for her bra, she giggled softly and decided to leave it off. She pulled on a tight tee shirt that moulded itself to her tight young breasts, her nipples straining against the material. Finally, she shimmied into a pair of denim short shorts that were frayed at the bottom and barely covered her pert rounded ass cheeks.

She flung open the door and stared at her father, as she pulled her hair into a ponytail. She smiled at her dad and squeezed past him, making sure her ass brushed against his trousers in the process and skipping off toward the stairs.

Michelle's happy mood came to an abrupt halt as she bounded into the kitchen and saw the stern look on her mother's face. Michelle sat at the kitchen table and her heart sank when her mother said, "it's about Chico and going back to America."

Michelle couldn't decide whether to beg her parents to allow him to stay or throw the flash drive on the table and threaten them if they didn't let her keep her beloved pet, and new lover, with her for the remainder of the summer. As she bit her lip and trembled, Michelle recalled Julie’s words as she had pressed the flash drive into Michelle's hand the night before, 'always play your cards last and only play the ones you have to.'

Her mother continued, "Your father and I have decided that Chico should stay here and perhaps it would be best if I moved over here so we can be together as a family." The rest of her mother's words blurred into background noise, as all Michelle could think of was, 'Chico is staying, Chico is staying.'

Her mother snapped her fingers in front of Michelle's face, "wake up dear," before going on, "so as I said I will need to go back for four weeks to get things in order, and when I return, I'll be attached to our London office, we can enjoy each other's company over here until we all return to America as a family."

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Two days later things had returned to semi-normal in the Lynch household. Michelle's mom had returned to America, and her Dad still watched her like a hawk, not letting her and Chico be alone together, but not saying anything. To make matters worse, he had taken to working from home, which curbed Michelle’s freedom even more.

Julie was nowhere to be seen, though clearly around, Michelle hadn't spoken to her face to face, since the night of her parents' show, and the frustration was driving Michelle mad. She sat there plotting ways to tease her father, to exact some subtle revenge, and to see just how far she could push him.

"Dad, "Michelle cooed, "could I take Chico for a walk this afternoon?"

"No!" said her father abruptly, without looking up from his laptop, "the very kind Mrs Smith next door takes him running with her every morning, and I am sure she gives him quite the workout, as he's always tired and happy when he gets back."

"I bet she fucking does," muttered Michelle under her breath before smiling sweetly at her father, "In that case Dad I think I will sunbathe."

"OK Mitchie," said her father, "I have a conference call in a few minutes and then we can have lunch after I'm done."

Michelle waited until her father disappeared into his home office, before padding out to the back garden and setting herself up to sunbathe. She reached into her bag and slid out the secret phone, and launched the app that Julie had loaded, which gave her access to the online version of the video of her mom fucking Chico, while her father watched.

The familiar scene filled the cell phone screen, and though she had watched it countless times since the night it happened, it always had the same effect on her. Michelle always sunbathed topless, and the small string bikini bottom barely did more than protect her modesty, and between the sounds from her phone, and the thought of putting on a public display, filled her with lust. She slid her hand over her body, pinching and pulling her left nipple, but found it difficult to hold the phone and touch herself at the same time.

Rolling onto her belly, she placed the phone on the ground and shifted so both her hands were under her body and between her legs. As she watched her father, standing in front of her mother, working his cock, she pulled the brief string of her thong aside and started to rub herself at the same pace as her father was working his cock on screen, listening to her mother moan on the video, while Chico battered his middle-aged bitch.

She heard her father moan, and Michelle thrust two fingers deep into herself, fingering faster, as she knew what was about to happen. Thrusting her fingers in fast and frantically, she came hard as her father spurted thick jets of cum into the air and onto her mother's face.

It was at that exact moment that Chico rounded the corner and spied his young mistress in a welcoming position. He took one sniff of the wonderfully heady aroma in the air and knew instinctively what was required of him. His newest bitch was in heat and needed covering. Running to the sunbed, he leapt onto Michelle's back, his cock already semi-hard. The surprise and force of his arrival caused her to collapse with a whoosh, pinning her hands under her body.

"Oh my god Chico, no!" screamed Michelle, but Chico was deaf to her pleadings, and continued to jab at her haunches, trying to find his mark. She tried to push herself up against her own weight, combined with that of Chico's, which only caused Michelle’s ass to lift higher into the air.

This provided Chico with the opportunity he needed and his cock pushed the string of her bikini aside, as he slammed home deep inside her well-lubricated pussy. Gripping his young mistress by the hips, he started to frantically drive in and out of her, loving the tightness of her less experienced pussy on his throbbing dog cock.

Michelle wanted to push Chico off of her, but at the same time, the pleasure rushing through her body sent any real effort in that direction flying away. Instead, she braced herself on her forearms and pushed back to meet his thrusts, groaning above the slurping sounds, as he drove his angry red cock in and out of her wet opening.

"Oh fuck Chico, that feels so good", she moaned, as Chico relentlessly fucked her in her own back garden. Like the bitch in heat that she knew she was, Michelle loved every minute of it, and was so far gone, that she didn't take any notice of anything outside of the small tiny focus bubble that her brain was now in.

Having finished his conference call early, Michelle’s father walked to the back door to call his daughter in for lunch, when the activity in the back garden stopped him in his tracks. John watched from the door, as his daughter bucked and writhed under Chico, moaning like his wife always did, when Chico would fuck her. He could see Chico's large cock sliding in and out, coated in Michelle's juices, her head shaking from side to side, as continuous sequential orgasms shot through her.

Feeling his cock hardening, John felt ashamed as he watched Chico fuck his willing daughter, for the second time in as many weeks, but could not divert his eyes. Chico showed no signs of slowing down, and John could see the knot banging against his daughter's pussy lips, demanding entry. The noises coming from his sweet daughter's mouth left no doubt that she was in all kinds of heaven, and that dog fucking was part of her DNA.

Michelle was in a world of her own, her teeth rattled in her skull, and her vision blurred, as Chico clamped his paws around her tightly, still battering her velvet tunnel. She knew the knot was coming, and shamelessly she growled, "give me your knot Chico ... fill my fucking cunt."

Chico seemed to sense her words and slammed himself forward, driving his knot into Michelle's willing pussy, causing her to scream loudly as her eyes flew open. She was sure she saw her father vanishing into the kitchen, but was so far gone she didn’t care. As Chico's knot pulsed and pumped his doggie cum into her body, Michelle groaned and slipped back into a semi-stupor.

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Julie smiled to herself, watching the screen on her office computer, complimenting herself for installing the weather resistant outside cameras, along with the internal ones. She pulled her hand out of her panties, and licked her fingers dry, before picking up the phone and punching in a number from memory.

"Hi it's me," she said into the receiver, then paused while listening to the person at the other end of the call. “Yes, exactly as we thought would happen,” Julie continued, “I have encrypted the first file and uploaded it already, but I’m sure there will be others to follow."

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"So come on then," Julie laughed, "don’t be coy, then what happened?"

Michelle blushed deeply as she sat at the kitchen table having just recounted the tale of the day before to Julie. She squirmed on the seat, her pussy already damp from the recollection of how good Chico's cock felt inside her. She squeezed and rubbed her thighs together, feeling the orgasm brewing, as the sensations of Chico licking her ass and freshly fucked pussy from behind, popped into her head.

Then she looked at Julie with a quizzical look and said, "Hang on! You would know exactly what happened if you have the house wired."

"Of course I knew the story already silly, made a darn good show as well." Julie replied with a wry smile.

“So why would you make me retell the story if you’ve already watched it?” Michelle asked indignantly.

Julie looked at Michelle’s nipples pushing through her thin top, and her hands rubbing herself over her shorts, and said with a grin, “well, I knew you’d enjoy telling me the story,” then after a dramatic pause added, “looks like you enjoyed it almost as much as your mom did!”

"WHAT?" Michelle exclaimed, "my mom knows?”

Julie just smiled and slid a picture across the table. Michelle turned the photo over and saw two women, naked, kneeling with their asses in the air, their heads on their hands, and faces hidden. In the foreground of the picture was her Chico, looking a little younger than he did now, staring at the two naked women.

Whoever took the picture stood behind Chico, as he stared at the choice before him.

"Is that…?" Michelle's voice trailed off, as she recognised the bedroom furniture from their home back in America, and judging by the hair colour and body shape of the woman on the right, added, “…… my mom?” Then, studying the other woman in the picture, Michelle gasped, "and the other one looks like ........."