1. The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 1


    Date: 1/22/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Bestiality, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Erotica, Lactation, Oral Sex, Romance, Threesome, Virginity, Author: oldsteve, Rating: 72.7, Source: sexstories.com

    unlocked the door, ruffled her fur, bent down to let the puppy lick my face as I ran my hand on his body, and they padded away. Part 9 It was too late to sleep again, as I heard my wife`s shower start upstairs – surprising me, as I had thought she was away: clearly not, and I wondered what, if anything she had heard. I had a full shower now, but needed new shorts, so I had to go upstairs to my wife`s bedroom. She had her bathroom door open, which was thoughtless of her really: as, if she closed the door, I might sleep through it most mornings, but not with the door open. She had her eyes closed, washing her hair, and I paused to look at her breasts, those big glands which had so mesmerised me in years past, and were still able to arouse me and my cock at the rare sights of them we had these days. I sighed at the memories of a marriage long past, and opened her master bedroom door, wondering why the a/c was still on, and fumbling with the control on the wall in the dim light, I turned it off, and went to the cupboard, knowing by easy feel where my next shorts were on the shelf. As I turned, the shorts in my hand, my cock bobbing on my naked self, there was a stirring on the bed, and a woman looked across at me, and smiled after a few moments of staring. “So, you are Steve, her husband; we haven`t met – but I think I might like to” and she was clearly staring at my waving cock. She threw the duvet off and revealed her naked body to my sight; nice big breasts attracted me, a ...
    shaven cunt – well, it was a cunt, and I hadn`t be in a human one for so long…I smiled and put my shorts on, my lengthening cock now hidden. I said “good morning” and left her there, turning on the a/c and closing the door behind me. My wife`s eyes were open now, as I glanced again in at her; “did I hear a dog last night” she asked, and I nodded “a female and her puppy sometimes come and I give them water; the puppy likes to play” and I shrugged and went downstairs, feeling guilty that I hadn`t given the dogs any water. I made a café, lit a cigarette and turned on the early BBC News; the shower stopped for 5 minutes and then started again, and I did consider going up to look at her newest, unknown lover, all wet and glistening, perhaps washing her hair too, but a story on the News took my attention, and women were again discounted. While sitting, I looked at my mattress, and groaned, getting up and dragging the heavy thing outside and throwing it over the front gate. Inside for soap powder, I wet the mattress, threw copious amounts of soap powder all over the top on both sides, and then began using the hose and a brush to wash the soap down and give it something of a clean. A final long rinse and I tiredly left it dropping the start of the water which would take 2-3 days to be finished and the mattress to dry. I`d have to sleep on the smaller foam mattress I had, pillows stacked around for my longer legs to lie on; I`d be ok. The women came down together, my wife gave me a ...
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