The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 2

... my first male arse, and easily slipped out, and he easily slipped away, leaving me to crash down while getting truly harshly fucked in my own rear, with a bulbous gland pushing in now, hurting my already tender and stretched hole. But this dog was aggressive, also fully black, and it was rape now, and he hunched and moved and got himself going faster, and his cock reached its stiff full hardness, and he was thrusting hard as he began filling me, and he put his muzzle down to me, licked hard along my back, nipped though lightly with his teeth, and took ownership of me, of my arse, for his own pleasure – and I had always, nearly always, thought it was just an instinctual act they performed on me, but this dog was telling me more than that with his cock and teeth: this was just the first time. I didn`t know when he finally finished and pulled hard from me: though that stirred me into a squeak, I was basically unconscious and supine on the ground, wet under me, but in no fit state to care. Not dismissed, a muzzle nipped at my buttocks until I raised them enough for a cock to get in my hole; I needed it to end now, but it didn`t, and this cock and another had their way with my arse, bloated again now, the ground soaked under me: enough nutrients to grow it fast enough to cover me, I dreamed, but when the body came back on top of me, clawed forepaws digging into my ribs and teeth nipping and tongue licking at my back, I knew the big rapist was back for more. I whimpered; he ...

... growled. I tried to turn and grovel at his paws, and he did let me turn on to my back, but not to rise, not to kowtow before him, but only to bring his mouth to mine, open it, and push under my chin, so I knew he wanted me to kiss him in obeisance and surrender, and so I woke enough to bring my hands to caress his coat and hold his jowls, making cooing sounds of the love I had to feel for him, and I stuck my tongue in with his big, broad one, and made love to it with mine and with my lips, even holding it very, very gently in my teeth, as I capitulated and murmured “whatever you want; I am yours” and he appeared to understand and growled sweetly – if that`s possible – and even lathed me with his tongue on my face. But his cock was no less aggressive, and hadn`t become smaller, and his knot was still big. An onion I thought of it, a big brown onion which brought tears to my eyes as he stuffed it in me, and began to reach full erection, bunching up against my opened thighs, and I even wrapped my legs around his haunches to help him: just so he would come faster, finish faster, get out faster…go away faster… Part 6 I was almost fucked again after him, but I heard growling and a yelp, and all went quiet. The black came alongside me and pushed his muzzle under my ribs; I groaned, I didn`t want to move, but he was relentless until I did my best to get up in small stages. He pulled my clothes to me in his teeth, so: I was meant to dress… He walked beside me, pushing, pulling me, as I ...