MY DOGS I - A Night at the Kennels - Chapters 1-5 - Sex Stories

MY DOGS I - A Night at the Kennels - Chapters 1-5

... on top of Gandhi’s giant head… his breath was slow and steady and I caressed his teeth and gums with the tip of my finger… kissed him behind his ears “You will get your turn, I promise… but now I need someone to hold on to… are you with me, buddy?” Gandhi’s tongue darted out and licked my face.

I reached back with both hands and tried to slide my panties down… they were stuck between my pussy lips and ass crack and I had to pull hard to get them down… my legs were shaking. Then I felt a tug on my panties, looked back and saw Mac using one of his paws to push them down to my knees “Good boy, helping mommy”... and then another lick from Mac’s wonderful tongue, all across my dripping pussy and trembling asshole… my hands were still back at my panties, now being stretched between my knees… I moved them back up, grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them open “This is for you, Mac… come and get it… come and get your bitch!”.

My head was resting on Gandhi’s head and I licked his fur… twirling my tongue around a long strand of his hair. “I guess I will need your help, buddy… can mommy hold on to you while Mac is… is…” I couldn’t say it out loud… why? I whispered it into Gandhi’s ear “While Mac is fucking mommy”. I grabbed Gandhi’s fur, dug my fingers in and held on to him… closed my eyes... This would hurt. I had seen Mac’s cock, a good 8 inches, but much thicker than anything I ever had in my pussy. It would hurt. Badly. And I wanted it more than I had wanted anything in my ...

... life.

I licked the inside of Gandhi’s ear, my hands clawing at his fur, bracing myself for the biggest cock I ever had… and I thought I knew what was coming. I had seen dogs fucking. Hard, quick, mechanical thrusts. Uncaring… raw… animalistic. That’s how I wanted to be fucked. Let it hurt. Let him tear me open. Just fuck me. “FUCK YOUR BITCH, MAC”... this time I yelled it out.

I felt Mac mounting me, his front paws on my back, his claws digging into my skin.. I took a deep breath… whispered “I’m so fucking scared, buddy”. And closed my eyes… waited for the violent thrusts… and felt… something gentle. Mac’s cock was between my legs, but he didn’t push in… he moved it back and forth between my pussy lips… I could feel the big head oozing pre-cum, smearing my belly, my pussy and my ass with warm liquid. “Ohhhhhhh”... that’s all I could say. Mac licked my neck with his big wet tongue and kept moving slowly… “ohhhhhhhhhhhh”... my pussy was shivering… sucking on the long rod moving along the slit. I could feel each vein rubbing over my clit, a little bump and then more warm slime. My tongue was still inside Gandhi’s ear, licking, moaning, whispering… and then I felt him move… it almost kicked my head back when his giant head was moving… “What is he doing? This felt so perfect, what is he doing?”

I opened my eyes and saw Gandhi turning, his head now on its side, his short legs and big paws scratching the floor… his head stuck in the small gate, he was trying to turn on his back. ...