1. The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 2


    Date: 1/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Bestiality, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Erotica, Group Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Threesome, Author: oldsteve, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    read my book, even had desultory conversation with my group of associates/friends, older ages like myself, and drank 2 bottles of beer at their urging to stay; 2 bottles for me is about 2 hours, before I said my `Sawasdee krub` and rode home. Home, noting my wife`s shoes outside, and another pair I didn`t recognise; I didn`t want to be interrupted by them, so turned the TV on low sound and watched Rugby with another beer to hand, the fan on high, and a cigarette: like a normal night a few weeks ago, before my first dog found me. No dogs came calling, though I wanted one by now, and sat out by my gate for a while, but there was a party next door, people coming and going, and I didn`t want to be dragged in there for food or drink, so I soon went back inside. So another restful but frustrating night: alone. I was awake in the morning when my wife and her guest came downstairs; too early to get up, so I just pulled the sheet over my lower body and waited for them to leave before I could throw it off again. “Don`t cover up for us, husband; I have been telling of your virtues to Mary here, and she was very excited.” My `virtues` were why I had woken: bulging balls and a throbbing, hard cock, in need of solace, and an empty rectum which needed even more solace. “Just pull the sheet off, Mary; he won`t complain – we have a deal, don`t we husband” and my wife was clearly stretching the boundaries of the blackmail she had over me: fuck her or her friends, as she demanded, and she ...
    wouldn`t report my aberrant behaviour with dogs, or show the photos she claimed to have. I looked at Mary; quite young actually, but I noted she was dressed and made-up to go to work, I presumed, so she wouldn`t be staying; ok, a look I could do, and I threw the sheet off myself, and stood up, pausing for a few seconds before starting to walk past them to my bathroom. Mary tentatively reached her hand out as I passed her, and touched, then held, my hardened cock, a rod at the moment, and I allowed it for as long as it took her to say, “Oh god, he has to be twice the size of my husband!” I gently took her hand off me, thrust my mouth at hers and my tongue inside, and fucked her there while my cock pushed between her skirt-covered thighs for a few seconds. She`d need to fix her lipstick, I was smiling, as I presented my buttocks to them and went on to my bathroom, and heard them leaving, talking animatedly. It was another frustrating day; my cock hardly went down, anticipating a visit, but no blacks or browns or grey came to relieve me. It became a frustrating week; all I had was an occasional stray, mostly very late at night, mostly males to fuck me, but none were very satisfying, and none showed me the love I had found with some of the others, or with the puppy. My wife became more demanding, however, her coterie of lovers/friends seemingly endless and seemingly all told of my cock, and if they wanted it…well, just ask her. I fucked them as directed, needing to empty my balls ...
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