The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 1

... and then to the growing head of my shaft and cock head. He looked at me, perhaps showing agreement, and his small raspy tongue lathed from my balls up my shaft and down again. My job was to help the female, but after the next empty one, she showed signs of restiveness, and wanted to rise; perhaps her puppies were at home, and 2 full tits would satisfy them; perhaps they were tiny and couldn`t suck her empty…only questions, to which, of course, I could get no answers. I roused myself, the puppy yelping, and said `bye, thank you` to the female, as I let her out the door and returned to the frolicking puppy on the carpet mat. Lying on my back was too hard on my bones, so I made him wait again, pulled out my foam mattress, threw some pillows down, and went to get my towel from my bathroom, taking the opportunity to sit and flush my bladder of excess milk, and felt far more comfortable as I returned to him again. “Why did your Mother leave you here, Little Black – did you ask her to come, I wonder” and the puppy cocked his head to the side and just looked at me, his tongue lolling out, his little cock showing out of his sheath as he sat expectantly on my mattress. I lay down and he just went for my groin, and his tongue, though small was as sexual an instrument as any other large ones, and he had my cock bobbing and standing up in moments, and he turned around, burrowed his mouth down and licked my anus and butt crack and swallowed my ball sac. I warned him “gently” and patted his ...

... back, and he seemed to understand this word from last night, and he just rolled my scrotum and balls around his gums, seeming to find immense pleasure in this. His tail was twitching across my pubic hairs, as erotic as his tongue, and my hand caressed him, his bottom and hind legs, and below through his legs to his young sheath and extending cock, and he again quickly discharged fluid into my cupped hand, and I carefully pulled it back and drank it yet again, fondling him with my other hand all the while. I thought he was perhaps 3 months old, but I didn`t really know; certainly, he had canine teeth, and he had signs of wanting to hump me; maybe he was 4-5 months, but I didn`t think as old as 6 months. When my wet hand was back at his cock, it had extended further, and I could circle it with my fingers; he hunched his haunches, and gave a moan or sigh, and he pushed through the circle as if trying to fuck in my fingers. I tightened them a little and then I slipped my fingers down his shaft and felt his knot growing; my goodness, he was already matured sexually it seemed, and his cock was long enough…well, long enough to satisfy me I was sure, and I crooned and wondered if this is why he is here? He manoeuvred his legs back up my abdomen, his saliva dripping from his mouth on to me, and turned around, coming up to my face and squatting on my chest, his mouth and nose coming to lick mine. I opened my mouth and he pushed both his nose and tongue inside, and I licked him with my ...