The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 3

... a pair of teeth pulled at my shorts from behind, so I pulled off my clothes and crawled into the lean-to, with a dog already licking my rosebud. On my hands and knees, I whispered “don`t be alarmed; I am here for the same reason, and have been here before” and a quick intake of breath was replaced by a moan from the woman beside me, as I was mounted, and her dog howled quietly as he appeared to have finished ejaculating, and she was just moaning. The white/grey came off her breast and turned around, not rising, and began licking and sucking on my cock, as the dog over my back hunched and moved and his cock came harder, nicer, inside my willing, wanting man-cunt. I could see her face now – only quite young; she turned her head and looked at me with glazed eyes, as her dog released his cock and shuffled back out of her, and another began eating her, before she rolled and tiredly got up to her hands and knees, her long, black hair falling down as she was mounted from behind, and stuffed anew by a cock. “Hi” was all she said, as the dog off her tit – big tits hanging down, red and well sucked and licked by raspy tongues - came to her mouth and licked and kissed her, his tongue inside, and she sucked on it avidly. I moved my concentration to my own dogs; the white/grey had my whole, hardened shaft in his mouth, gliding my cock`s head back and forth on the roof, with his tongue almost painfully licking the underside, and I moaned now as a knot was stretching my hole to get inside, ...

... haunches and muscles pushing until it did, and my hole closed behind it, and he sealed with me and began his real fucking, a truly fast one he was, and his spurts were hard and long, each of them, and of his potency inside a female I had no doubt. The dog left her mouth, replaced by a dog`s balls and cock head, and she sucked that just as avidly as she had the tongue, and her bestial love of all of this was very evident, and I empathised, wishing I had 2 cocks like she had 2 tits, to satisfy more of these animals who loved fucking in groups, in turns, with nary a growl or bark or complaint at the order of things: they shared the people who came to offer their bodies. My own dog was easing his spurts and movements, his mouth dropping down to my back to lick and drop saliva everywhere, his paws nicely cuddling my ribcage, and I enjoyed his fuck and wished I could sometimes call one of them `my favourite` and find them every time…already assuming I would be back again, and…. After some more, as my dog slipped out, and the first load only had time to gush a little before a light, small dog was up and in, with a long, but thin, cock matching his body, but he quickly thrust his knot in me trying to keep the load inside, but I could feel it leaking out round him, and he seemed upset and whined, so I reached behind him with one hand, his weight supportable by the other, and I pressed his haunches in me tight, trying to help his efforts. He seemed to appreciate it, and licked my back, ...