MY DOGS I - A Night at the Kennels - Chapters 6-8 - Sex Stories

MY DOGS I - A Night at the Kennels - Chapters 6-8

... cock juice on my face, but my orgasm was withering down, too. I still enjoyed the clean taste, the warmth… and looked up at Kong… he looked away from me, staring at some point in the distance.

I kissed Gandhi, tasting Kong all over me and mixing it with Ghandi’s hot spit.

“You have fucked Mommy so good, big boy”. I played with his ear and gave him another kiss on his nose… and then I tried to get out from under him… almost impossible because Gandhi couldn’t move and just lay there. “A little help here, buddy?”. Not a chance, seems I had worn out both my dogs. My dogs.

Chapter 1.7 - Kong

I needed a break, too… I was out of breath, sweaty - and covered in dog cum. I used what was left of my white blouse (now a gray rag) to wipe my dogs’ cum off my body, staggered over to Mac’s water bowl, and used a handful of water to rinse off my face. Mac and Gandhi were laying in one corner of the kennel each, panting heavily and licking their cocks.

Gandhi’s cum was still dripping out of my pussy and I inhaled the scent of sweet pussy juice and musky dog cum. I smiled. What a day. Two great dogs. Best sex ever. And I probably wouldn’t be able to walk straight for a day or two.

I glanced over to Kong. He was looking at me. Perfectly still, his eyes locked on me, his cock almost touching the bars between the two kennels. I took a deep breath. It ain’t over till it’s over. Or so they say.

I slowly walked towards Kong - still keeping my distance. Now I stood right in ...

... front of him. Kong was sitting upright, his mouth half open, breathing slowly. His cock… his cock… still hard. Still dripping clear liquid, a puddle had formed just in front of his legs. I wanted nothing more than to go down on all fours and lap it up… but I stood just as still as him, holding my head up high. I looked at him. Smiled. Kong looked away. Disinterested. You’re not fooling me, Sir.

I stepped closer… slowly. One step. Another step. I was now almost leaning against the bars. The tip of his cock almost touched me… I could see it twitch… oozing pre-cum. The smell almost drove me crazy… more of Gandhi’s cum was running down my leg, I could feel my pussy dripping…

“Look at me”. Kong stared into the distance and yawned. “Look. At. Me”. I reached through the bars and put my hand under his chin. I could barely put it into my small hand. I started bending his head towards me… and he let me. Looked at me. Scooched a little closer to the bars and now his cock touched me. An electric jolt went through my body… right below my belly button. I could feel a wet drop of his pre-cum running down over my skin… running down over my pussy… I almost came and clenched my teeth. Not so easy, Sir.

I peered at his head… let my fingers glide through the thick, black fur.

“You watched us, didn’t you?”... I tickled Kong under his ear… was he leaning his head against my hand? Hard to say because it seemed he was still standing perfectly still.

“And you liked it.” I touched his node ...