The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 1

... own tongue; he got the game and pulled his nose back and pushed his tongue back in, fighting with mine, but his tongue, even now, was stronger and broader than mine, and that sandpaper rasp was another stimulant, and my cock stretched to bounce on his haunches, and he hunched up. I ignored the attraction of his anus, not really wanting to be his fucker, but rather wanting to be his lover while he learned to fuck and love me. For now, his mouth and tongue, his whole body on me, were all decidedly beautiful, though I thought I would like to use some toothpaste on his teeth and refresh his breath somewhat. I kissed his nose and the sides of his jowls, but he poked his tongue back in and played some more, and then, abruptly, stood on me, promptly slipped off the sides, gouging painful claw marks as his paws splayed off my skinny ribcage, and his belly came falling flat on mine. He seemed to laugh with his eyes, and coughed, perhaps even a laugh, but that had hurt me. Without much conscience, he went down and turned around between my legs, his nose rooting for my anus, and his tongue drooling down my crack, and I could see his aroused cock, glistening as it re-appeared from the sheath: `he wants to fuck`, I was sure of it. Wanting him as my cuddling lover, I pulled a pillow under to support my buttocks higher, and lifted his forepaws up, so he was standing, and I shuffled him forward, his cock to touch me. When the tip of his cock touched my buttocks, he jetted a gush of fluid, ...

... and it ran down my crack and on to the pillow, and he whined, so I dropped his paws to my abdomen, put them lightly behind his bottom and pulled him forward, until I needed one hand to squeeze between us, find my hole and spread it wider, and let him bounce until he found it, and he speared me for this first time. His instincts took over, and like any male inside a cunt, and for the first time fuck, he bucked and rutted at a furious pace, but was, all the time, moving deeper within me, and I was moaning with the pleasure of his youthful cock and his youthful exuberance, and I fondled his eyes and let him lick my hands and chest, all the while drooling pools of saliva on me, and fucking me, oh yes, fucking me, and on me like the Lover I wanted on me. His knot came bashing at my door and was small enough to fit in without pain, but big enough to seal the exit, and I moved my hips to stimulate him and soon his jets became stronger and I knew he was injecting me with his first semen and perhaps sperm, and he howled like a wolf at his triumph, and perhaps at his conquest over his first mating. He didn`t take long to slip his knot out, and moved aside, but I was faster than his mouth and I buried my head between his loins and licked his cock clean, deeming it my job from now on. He accepted this submission, and lay back, paws open wide, and when I had sucked and licked him clean, and his cock retracted, I moved up his skin and belly, licking and kissing to his face and thrust my ...