That night, Carly lay on top of her bed covers, still wearing the cheerleading outfit she had on for the show's skit. She then sat up and walked out of her bedroom and headed downstairs looking for the dog.
"Bernie, where are you, boy?" She called out.
Almost instantly the dog came scampering from the kitchen area and came to her side. He then got up on his hindlegs and began lovingly licking at Carly's tear-streaked face.
"All right, all right," she giggled. "I know you love me. Now get down. Sit!"
Surprisingly to her, the dog obeyed her and sat on his hindlegs obediently, all the while looking up at her.
"I know you didn't mean to hurt me yesterday," the teenaged girl was cooing to the dog. "But you really shouldn't have done that."
The dog pulled himself closer to her and began licking at her hand.
"No, no, you don't understand," Carly kept saying. "You're a dog, and I'm a girl. You can't... love me like that."
The dog was whimpering by now. His recollection of this bitch was making his cock ache and he wanted to have her again.
Carly lowered herself on her calves and the dog began licking her face again. Unfortunately for Carly, her short cheerleading skirt wasn't offering much protection.
"Okay, okay, so we're buddies, that's okay," Carly was giggling. "But we can't be anything else, understand."
Unable to wait any longer, the dog got back up on his hindlegs and Carly was brought face-to-face with his protruding cock, just inches from her face.
Subconsciously she licked her lips lustfully, remembering how good that tasted the night before. She had to gulp hard to control her building urge, but that was a fruitless attempt.
"Oh, what am I saying," Carly finally sighed. "I want you too. I want to feel your... your cock inside me again. And this time I want to stay awake for it all."
And with that concession Carly turned herself around and got on her hands and knees before the dog. She had to struggle a moment while trying to pull down the cheering panties while the dog was trying to mount her, but somehow she managed.
Now the Collie was free to do with her whatever he wanted, and she was anxiously waiting for it.
Carly could feel the dog positioning himself at her rear and trying to find her pussy, and within just two attempts he found his mark.
"O-O-o-o-o-h! Yes-s-s-s-s-s!" Carly gurgled in pleasure at feeling that thick shaft entering her.
She expected it to go much easier on her this time, since her pussy had been stretched out so much the previous evening, and she wasn't wrong. The dog's cock slid past her pussylips without much resistance this time and drove its way deep in her vagina.
Just that initial, conscious, penetration was enough to give Carly a nice long orgasm, which she cherished.
Carly stared blankly ahead of her as she felt the long hard shaft reach the very depths of her love channel, nearly hitting her cervix.
A few minutes later she began feeling the hard humps of the dog's knot as it too tried to gain entry into his bitch.
Carly lowered her head and stared down along her body, seeing the bulbous mass of the knot between the tiny valley of her teenaged dangling tits.
"Oh shit! That got inside me too!" She couldn't help but gasp.
Three or four hard thrust later and the knot disappeared past her tight cunt-lips, locking the two lovers for however long it took.
"O-O-O-H-H-H! FUCK! YES-S-S-S-S!" Carly moaned out loud through another powerful orgasm. "THAT'S IT, BERNIE! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD, BOY! MAKE ME CUM!"
Though the dog had no understanding of her cries, he nevertheless knew what to do with a bitch in heat, such as Carly Shay.
Carly quickly lost count on how many times the dog had made her cum, but she wasn't complaining. She figured that she had four years of sex to catch up on to be on the same playing level as other girls her age.
After fifteen minutes of hard fucking, Bernie finally emptied his balls into his young mistress and about three minutes later his knot plopped free of her clinging pussy.
Carly quickly turned herself around and urged the dog to its side so she could get her young mouth on his still hard cock. This was only going to be her second blowjob that she gave, and she wanted to do it right this time.
Seeing his raging hard-on sticking out from his furry belly, she smiled with a wicked grin on her lips.
"Well, here goes," she said sheepishly.
And with those words she lowered her face into the dog's crotch and licked along the cock's length, paying particular attention to the wetness coating it. She knew that she was tasting her own juices there, but she didn't care. It tasted... wonderful.
As she was eagerly licking the dog's cock clean, her tiny hand was massaging his balls, trying to get another load of jism generated for her stomach.
As soon as she felt those balls begin to tighten under her grasp she shifted her mouth the cock-tip and then pushed herself down on him. She then began bobbing her head up and down, driving the stiff cock deeply into her mouth.
And when the cock-head reached the back of her throat she had to gag in reflex. She didn't know much about cocksucking, but she wanted to go as far as she could.
So, steadying her nerves, she pushed down further, forcing the cock-head past her gag-point and literally down her throat. And without any knowledge, or prior experience, Carly Shay was deepthroating the dog.
She was loving the texture of the malformed cock as it stroked along the walls of her throat, almost as much as when it caressed her vagina walls.
In fact, she could feel another orgasm bubbling to the surface while sucking on a cock. This was a perplexing mystery to the young teen, but not one that was going to stop her from relishing the moment.
And when she came, Bernie caught whiff of her sexual secretion and wrestled himself along his back until this time he found himself under Carly, just under her leaking pussy.
The next thing Carly knew, Bernie began licking her pussy energetically as he began drinking in her juices.
"U-M-M-M-M-M-H! M-M-M-M-M-M-H!" Carly was mumbling unintelligibly past the cock still stuffed in her mouth.
The double pleasure of being licked, and sucking on a cock brought on more and more orgasm to the teen and she was loving every second of it.
'Shit! Why did I wait so long for this?' She asked herself.
For the remainder of that night Carly and her new dog re-explored each other. But this time it was with full consent of both participants.
The next day, being a Saturday, Sam and Freddy dropped by to check up on Carly to make sure that she was okay.
"CARLY! YOU HERE?" Sam called out.
"Upstairs in the studio!" Came Carly's reply.
Looking at each other, Freddy and Sam made their way up the stairs and into the iCarly studio.
Carly was just sitting in the cushion chair in the middle of the room, deep in thought.
The ever-friendly dog was there with her, his head settled on her lap, which Carly was stroking. She had obviously forgiven the dog for what he had done to her two nights ago.
"So, what do we do now?" She asked, staring up at Freddy's face.
"I'm really sorry, Carly," the boy said apologetically. "I never would have done what I did if I knew the real story."
"Were you lying about the hits from that night?" Carly then asked.
"Uh? No, it got over 26 million hits," he said, not knowing where this was going.
"No shit!" Sam said. "Just for seeing Carly and the dog?"
"I guess," he hunched his shoulders, naïve as to how many people were into K9 sex.
"If... if we did it again, do you think it could get just as many hits?" Carly asked.
"Maybe more," Freddy had to concede. "Remember, this was on a moments notice."
"And do you really think we could charge for that?" Carly seemed to be pushing this idea forward.
"Absolutely!" Sam said, seeing the possibilities.
"Yeah, but maybe we should talk this over a bit," Freddy said, wanting to be cautious.
"What for?" Sam said. "It's been done! It's out there! So why not make some money for it."
"It's not that," Freddy told them. "But... I guess what I'm trying to say is that parents watch iCarly with their kids sometimes. What if they freak out or something."
"Couldn't we set up another website?" Carly's eyes flashed open as she suggested this.
"Yeah! Yeah, we can do that," Freddy's attitude changed almost instantly. "We can call it... iCU."
"That sounds cool," Sam agreed. "So, what are we gonna do on this new website."
"Anything we want," Carly declared, her shyness was completely erased now. "You hear that, Bernie, we can do anything we want from now on."
"ARF! ARF! ARF!" The dog barked excitedly just because the three teens seemed to be.
"Err, Carly," Sam said somewhat sheepishly for her. "Can I... can I give him a try?"
"Not before Freddy sets up the camera," she told her with her wide smile.
"Oh yeah!" Freddy said as he hurriedly reloaded the camera while Carly and Samantha began stripping in front of him.
Freddy couldn't help but pause on his preparations to gaze upon the girl of his dream, Carly Shay, who was now standing naked openly before him. Oh yeah, and Samantha wasn't bad to look at either he reluctantly admitted to himself.