After my first session with Bruno the dog at Ben’s I was as horny as hell. I had fucked and sucked Bruno and admitted to myself that it wasn’t that bad; actually it was pretty darn good. Afterwards whilst my husband licked out my pussy which was full of doggie cum, I sucked off Ben and Marty, before all three men fucked me silly in all holes, till I was a limp rag.
Even once David and I had left and got home, we were both so horny we had more sex. He said I was so sexy doing that, even though I knew he’d watched my sister doing K9 several times, I suspected (because my sister had hinted) he’d seen two other friends of ours do it. He admitted he had seen them, but he said seeing your own wife doing it was the tops. And he sported a hard on for days. For me knowing that three other women like me had done k9 and did so from time to time was a relief.
Ben phoned the next day to say how well I had done. Just talking with him about had me dripping again, so when he suggested I go over the following day to play with another dog I didn’t stand a chance of saying No!
David and I went over the following evening; as usual I was wearing just my high heeled knee high boots. I was just so wet. Ben opened the door with the words I’ve got a lovely surprise for you tonight. I didn’t say anything back; I was too busy looking at the dog. He was huge; he had to be a cross between an Alsatian and a Great Dane; maybe with some Mastiff blood in him, too. He was fully three and a half feet high at the shoulder, and mostly black, with some grey, and some light brown patches. The thinnest parts of his legs were wider than the thickest parts of my arms; he probably had twenty pounds on me. Moving closer, I let him sniff my hand, then patted him on the head.
Shit, I muttered to myself. Well, I might as well get used to the idea. Kneeling down and stroking his head, letting him smell my face; then licking my cheeks, he was wetting my face.
‘He wants you to open your mouth’ said Ben. Although I meekly obeyed I didn’t expect or think what would happen, but suddenly my mouth was full of sloppy dog tongue. I mean he just pushed his tongue into my mouth! - it was huge and wet. I think I heard my husband say ‘Oh My” and maybe Ben ‘Yes’. I’d never expected that! He was really shoving it deep into my mouth almost down my throat and so I learnt to french kiss a dog. His saliva was copious and poured into my mouth; within 30 seconds I was turned on by this and I was licking his tongue and he was letting my tongue go right into his mouth. It was weirdly erotic, but after some 4 or 5 minutes of that, I was more than ready for the main event.
I knelt down on my hands and knees to take a peek between his legs just to see what he had; Just as I suspected. I reached in, putting my hand on his sheath, pushing it back just enough to extrude the tip of his organ. Yep. Huge. Each testicle was easily just a bit larger than a golf-ball; I hadn’t seen his whole cock yet, but the sheath was longer than my hand from the tip of my fingers to the heel of my palm; about seven inches, I would guess. His cock, completely unengorged, was an inch wide.
Suddenly I was less confident. I could still remember what the dog had felt like day before, had thought about him the whole night and yesterday, in fact. I had to confess that, as much as the idea of coupling with this monstrously sized dog scared me, it was also making my horny as hell. I couldn’t believe the effect he was having on me.
I lay down on the same futon Ben had put out before and then there he was right in front of me; rubbing his head and chin, I played with him for a few moments, every once and a while saying Good dog! in a warm, cheerful voice. He was on his side, and I kept stroking him all the way down his body.
When I was near enough to him, he began sniffing at my crotch, undoubtedly smelling the odours emanating from therein. When he stuck his nose between my legs, my face slowly contorted by pleasure that was all too real. His big warm tongue and snout burrowing further at lapping at me. I spread my legs for him, and he really began to lick me out in earnest. Ohhhh doggy, I moaned happily, writhing beneath his oral ministrations.
I strained against him, mentally urging him on faster and faster, trying to will him to lick me to a complete and satisfying climax, to let me come, to make me come using his tongue... Oh, doggy, that’s..... I trailed off, tossing my head, my face contorted in pleasure, my stomach feeling as if it was just about to explode, it was so taut and tense. ...So good, so nice. Yes, I groaned and spasmed, my hips shaking with the incipient orgasm, it was so close, my midriff and crotch feeling that especial pain that comes just before the final release.... AHH! Ahhhh Dog!!! Yes!! Yes!!!!! He just continued licking me, my orgasm coming hot and furious, his tongue still going at the same pace, over, and over, and over me, his smooth, barely moist tongue rubbing my cunt like a delicacy...
He ate me and ate me, licking my juices up as if he were intent upon draining their source, something that could never be done, but by god, he was welcome to try.... My whole body convulsed in the finest of pleasures, I didn’t open my eyes again until his muzzle left my vagina. I heard him grunt, and then he was over me, his huge body hovering directly over mine. I could see that just the act of licking me had aroused him considerably, his sheath partially retracted, two or three inches of his thick, pink shaft revealed. I murmured, reaching up to it.
Cradling the tip in my fingers, I began squeezing and gently rubbing it, tugging at it, twisting it. He grew still when I first touched it, his hips shivering but remaining motionless as I inflicted this pleasure on him. My hand on his cock, I was now in complete control of this dog. I grinned, slid closer to it, under him, my face nearing his furry crotch. I heard the gasp of the guys and knew they were going to get some good views. Aiming his cock at my face, I began pushing the sheath just a little further back, though not all the way to the bulge.
God, he was huge, though. Holding the tip captive to my lusts, I began licking it, arching my tongue out just like a dog would, lapping repeatedly at his cock, tasting the salt on the sharp tip, rubbing the flat of my tongue along the shaft again and again, his flesh growing more rigid with each stroke. He let out a whine, and I took that as a signal to take it further. Craning my neck, I took the tip into my mouth, suckling it lovingly. I heard another whimper, but I don’t think that one was from the dog; David, more likely. Once the tip was in something that felt like home, he began going into motion.
I withdrew my mouth from his avid thrusts, the furred sheath retracting all the way, exposing the swollen bulge to view. Lightly running my fingers over it, I sent his hips into motion, his back arched as he pumped mindlessly at the empty air, his cock flailing. I continued tickling and teasing the knob, causing more semen to escape from his dick. This time I opened my mouth, though, and tried to catch the droplets on my tongue. I succeeded with most but some gave me a facial. When I took my hand from him, he let out a growling whine and lurched forward, desperately trying to press himself to something, unable to deny the immediacy of his illogical need.
That’s just how I wanted him. Turning around beneath him, I got to my hands and knees, his thrusting pelvis behind my lowered arse. I lifted myself up, and he clutched me with those huge, powerful forelegs, gripping me as if afraid I would escape. He needn’t worry: I was desperate to get fucked by him at this point. Holding me with his forelegs, he began carefully trying to drive his cock into me. I decided that this would be the perfect time to play with him a little. Feeling his dick right between my cunt and my asshole, I shifted a little to the right, so that his next thrust (which was lower) instead simply dimpled my buttock. When he thrust again, I wiggled the other way, throwing him off in the opposite direction. He soon got wise to this, and finally just pressed his thing to me, letting it ride along the surface of my flesh, pressing it to me until it went in. I kept wiggling about, preventing his entry.
He began to growl, and I laughed, still moving. Clutching me firmly, his pelvis pressed tightly to my body, the moistness of his cock right up against my left buttock, he leaned forward and bit the back of my neck, viciously catching a fold of my flesh between his teeth and pinching it, hard; I didn’t know if he had drawn blood or not, but it sure felt like it. I shrieked out at this point, and froze with fear. He took the opportunity to drive his cock into me, finding my entrance with the tip and then shoving it in. I groaned aloud, his mouth still on the back of my neck. His mouth holding my head back, he impaled me on his organ of reproduction, first the five inches or so of shaft which proceeded the bulge sliding in, and then, the fear some ordeal of the bulge: thrusting wildly back and forth, still biting a fold of my skin, he gathered himself for one great thrust, and, his thighs stretching forward, he drove it in. I cried out and shuddered, Both David and Ben had moved in close to see his tremendous knob of engorged flesh at the base of his dick disappeared into me, dilating my cunt terribly for a moment, but then it was in, and starting to really swell...
He whined and barked, finally letting go of me, content to know he had completed our union, knowing that I couldn’t separate from him now because of the massive swelling of his cock. You’re soooo big, I said when he first entered me, gasping and adding Oh God you’re huge, when he began to swell inside me. He jack hammered me, his cock thrusting and throbbing inside, his pelvis pumping wildly, pushing in, then pulling back, placing enormous traction on the huge bulb at the base, feeling as if he wanted to tear it from me each time. I was in heaven.
He just kept pumping me, the rapid buck and thrust of his hips threatening to drive me to permanent distraction. I could already feel his thing tossing off in me, coating my cunt with hot ejaculate. Inevitably, I began to climax, the starting shudders in my loins rippling outwards through me and into the world, each one more potent and pleasurable than the last. He just kept fucking me, so wrapped up in his own pleasure that he was oblivious to mine. That was fine, but for the fact that, after the first three orgasms or so, I was near the point of collapse, my body sheened with sweat, my thighs, back, arms and shoulders feeling sore and fatigued. I moaned, the huge, heavy dog still on top of me, still in me.
With a final groan, I lowered my forequarters to the futon, laying my arms out, my arse still up in the air. He was still gripping me around the waist, but then he just rested his forepaws on the bed, resuming his standing position, his pelvis still hitched into mine from behind. My thighs quivering, I finally let them collapse, but tried to do so as slowly as possible, so as not to hurt him. I didn’t know how he would continue fucking me if I was lying flat on the bed, but my legs were really just about to give out, so I had no choice.
Crying in ecstasy as I collapsed, he barked and let out a little howl of something that was either pain or pleasure, I couldn’t tell which, but either way he was still in me and fucking away, the traction placed on his poor cock at an extreme I’m sure he hadn’t thought possible. He lowered himself to me, crouching in a position that must have been uncomfortable for him, but which still placed a huge amount of traction on his engorged organ of generation. His rear legs flat on the bed between mine, his pelvis still thrusting into me, pulling and pushing his swollen cock in me, the bulge tugging at my cunt lips, he was still clutching my sides with his forelegs. Then, he did what I had feared he would do.
Obviously uncomfortable in the position he had been forced into, he leaned forward and bit me again, right on the neck, but softer this time. I cried out as he took a fold of my flesh in his mouth, tugging at it, his teeth sharp and strong. I shuddered and came almost immediately, the orgasm complete and strong, tearing through my body like molten gold, causing me to shiver and thrust against him and cry and moan and--- Holding me with his mouth, forelegs and cock, he shoved brutally at me, trying to push me up, probably, to get me back on my feet.
As much as I wished to comply, I was incapable; my thighs were quivering and were quite incapable of movement at this point, beyond the pleasured twitches which rocked my whole body as I responded biologically to his invasion of my cunt. His grip, tightening, changing positions again, biting harder somewhere else, but none of it did any good. All that happened is that each time he clamped his jaws on me I convulsed with another climax, my cunt now sore along with the rest of my body, but that soreness felt so good; my clitoris swollen and hungry for more.