Accommodating our New Canine Roommate, Part 3 - Sex Stories

Accommodating our New Canine Roommate, Part 3

Alone with Mac once again, I looked down at him while he looked up at me. The brown pitbull seemed unimpressed with my ruse, though I doubt he even knew I was sweating bullets at almost being caught red-handed with his cock in me. I got down on one knee next to him, face to face to talk with him. “Listen Mac, Carly can’t know about you and me, it’d break her heart,” I explained sincerely. “But don’t worry, I’ll try to work in some time for both of us when she’s not here, I promise.” Mac stared blankly at me before starting to lick my face again. Instinctively my mouth opened to let him in, and I sucked his tongue greedily with desire. Our kisses lasted less than a minute before I heard Carly open the bedroom door to rejoin us. I quickly backed off, wiping his saliva from my face quickly. He looked at me almost smugly, as if he had me wrapped around his finger. Or should I say paw? Either way, he must have known I was hooked on him.

When Carly came in, she absentmindedly sat on the couch, looking at me and patting the spot next to her as a signal for me to come and sit. I came over to sit next to her, but not before Mac leaped up to take the spot himself, thinking the couch-patting was a signal for him. He laid down across the couch, facing Carly as he began licking her face enthusiastically. “Aw, you wanted to sit with me? Thank you!” Carly said in a cutesy voice. In response to Mac’s licking, she closed her eyes, tilted her chin up, and puckered her lips the way those ...

... experienced with handling dog kisses do. Mac ran his rough tongue across her neck and chin, covering it with his drool as Carly let him show his affection. “So minty fresh!” She remarked as he licked her, occasionally swiping his tongue against her puckered pink lips. Her petite hands ran across his brown furry body, returning his tongue’s affection with her hands. Not to be projecting or anything, but the way his tongue hit her neck was exactly the way she liked it, and she was getting a little red in the face like she did when she was turned on. Maybe it was just my imagination. “Hey babe” Carly looked towards me, Mac still tasting her neck, “There’s a movie coming on TV soon, want to watch as a family?”

“Sure!” I said, always down for a good movie.

“Great, can you make some popcorn for us then?” She asked politely.

I gave her a thumbs up as I made my way back to the kitchen. Carly’s giggles and cooing got farther away as I put a bag of popcorn in the microwave, heated it up, and brought it back in a nice big bowl for us to eat from. Carly was trying to work the TV remote while getting licked by Mac, and was able to do an alright job, with the movie just about to come on. As I put the bowl between Carly and I, though, Mac suddenly had an interest in it. He leaned forward, lowered his head, and began eating popcorn directly from the bowl, covering the popcorn he came in contact with with his saliva as he snacked happily. “No Mac, bad! That’s not for dogs!” I protested, ...