Volunteer of the month - chapters 1 to 6 - Sex Stories

Volunteer of the month - chapters 1 to 6

... dumbstruck at the tale and had not uttered a word to interrupt me. When I got to the part of the story where Spirit knotted me and filled me with dog cum, Frank suddenly came alive. It was if he had an electrical charge go off in his brain. He flipped me over and crawled behind me. He got into doggie position and shoved his large stiff cock back into my waiting cunt. My face was buried in the sheets as I urgently growled out for “Spirit” to fuck me. Frank took the cue and viciously pounded his manhood into my gushing slit. I have never felt Frank’s cock reach so deep inside me. It was as though he were in competition with my dog lover and had to re-claim my cunt for himself. I did not care what Frank’s motivation was, because for the second time tonight I was receiving the fucking of a lifetime.

Frank grabbed a fistful of my hair and used it as leverage to forcefully tug my body back against his dick. By this time, I had lost count of the orgasms which had erupted from my loins. I was exhausted and could hardly support myself on my knees as Frank’s body pounded into me. I could feel his intensity increase and knew his climax was pending. He erupted inside me with a splooge of cum. I could feel several spurts of spunk hitting my vagina walls. His orgasm was as intense, as when he was 20 years old. He hoarsely barked out some incoherent profanity as the last of his jizz was deposited in me. We both collapsed, entangled as one, and our heartbeats pounded together in ...

... unison.

Those lovely moments of Frank draped over me, and our sweat and sex juices co-mingling, brought back intense memories of how our sex life used to be. I had missed this fun that we used to have. I did not know if it was my story of fucking a dog that turned Frank on so much, or if it was just the novelty of me taking charge. As Frank’s shaft began to soften, it slipped from my slick cunt. My pussy began oozing out the spunk that Frank had injected into me, along with my own cunt juices. My asshole was leaking some of Spirit’s remaining cum which dripped down and blended in with my pussy juice. My fingers slipped into my opening, and I dipped out the mixture for a quick taste. It was delicious.

Now the tricky part. Frank was laying there on his back, trying to catch his breath. I leaned on my elbows and kissed him deeply. I pulled back and hesitantly asked him what he thought of my nasty story about the dog in the kennel. Frank looked at me and said, “Emily, that was the most erotic tale I have ever heard”. The fact that I had the courage to tell him, and then come home and fuck him right after I had been fucked in the kennel, was mind-blowing. He wanted to hear the story again, with more details this time. It was a huge relief for me to hear Frank talk about it so positively. Frank and I both have discovered a new kink that neither of us even knew about.

I re-lived both evenings at the kennel as I told Frank the entire story of what led up to the carnal activities at ...