The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 2

... it, but the owner of the shop didn`t shoo it away, as I patted his – he was a he – head and ran my fingers down his brown flanks, so I guessed she knew him as ok to have at her outside tables, where I was sitting. He wasn`t a huge dog, but quite large standing alongside my leg on the bench seat, as his tongue lolled out, looking up at me, and I sensed he knew, from neighbourhood gossip among dogs perhaps, who I was, what I was perhaps... Finished one bottle, enough, I paid, and the dog trotted beside me as I rode my bike home. He waited patiently for me to open the gate, put my bike inside, and open the door, sniffing at my wife`s shoes before entering behind me. I heard no noise, but it wasn`t late, so I assumed my wife was on her phone, on Facebook, watching TV…didn`t matter, as I got a bowl of water for the male, changed into my house shorts, and came back to sit in my sofa chair, a new glass of beer beside me. “So, might I ask what you would like” I asked him, as he lifted his head from the bowl: but it was easy to see: his cock was already appearing. Belying his medium size, the tip of his cock, well indeed his sheath, was very big, broad – bigger than my own cock`s head surely, and I stared as it came further, his head turned up to me, sure of the mesmerising effect his cock was having, and I put my glass down, spilling my beer and not caring, as I went down to sit on the floor and fondle his ears as I watched under his belly at the monstrous appendage still ...

... appearing. So much for dogs not achieving erection until after penetration (as I had read on Google one day): if his wasn`t erect, then he would split me in two pieces after penetration, if not before! But I wanted him, and he wanted me, so I took a mouthful of `brave` juice, i.e. beer, and crawled to my mattress, spreading a new towel down, and I submissively presented my buttocks to him. He lightly jumped on my back, claws out but soft and short, as if someone cut them for him, but he was on my cuts from the puppy, and they were sore, but that was nothing compared to the feel of his cock`s head hitting my hole, and immediately spreading it wider than ever before! “Any bitch ever tell you how big you are” I gasped back at him, as he thrust his rear legs forward, one at a time, working his cock inside. He made no sound at all, just shuffled and stuffed his cock nowhere it should really have ever gone, but he wasn`t going to stop, and if this was the price of submission for a good fucking, I wasn`t about to try and stop him. He was so big, belying his body size, and though I wanted him satisfied, I needed his spurting pre-cum to get some lubrication, and that eased the pain somewhat, but only marginally, and I shoved my hips and buttocks back at him, deciding getting him in fast was better than slow, though there was the fearful prospect of his knot to come! But he was inexorable, and I felt it coming, and as he began silently shoving his cock further, his shaft fully in, it was his ...