1. The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 2


    Date: 12/27/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Bestiality, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Erotica, Group Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Threesome, Author: oldsteve, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    great bulb of a gland spreading me and I croaked and squeaked and wanted to scream, but his paws lightly moved as if soothing me, and I calmed just a little, perhaps relaxing a little, and he pushed his haunches hard and a great ball-sized intrusion came inside me, and I bit my bottom lip until I could taste blood, and, heavens above, we were well and truly sealed from any exit, any air, any dust, anything at all from entering or leaving while his cock began truly fucking and doing his very best to make me pregnant with his babies. His streams of sperm were as powerful as the size of his cock suggested, and they pounded my insides, going anywhere there was a space for them to coat with his gooey juices, and he howled once, but very quietly, and fell silent again immediately, as he pumped and pushed and his cock emptied his balls of all they had – but surely he knew it was a wasted journey for his mighty load of potent sperm! I was exhausted, and hurting, but, until he finished, and was sure his sperm wasn`t going to escape, he stayed locked in me, not turning, but lying his face and drooling mouth on my back, and I had to fall down, dragging him with me, but my limbs were shaking and couldn`t stay up. I fell asleep, a way of escape myself perhaps, until I felt him sliding backwards and a rush of cum – and I feared, blood also – gushed out, but I still felt full of him, but couldn`t move to check anything, until I heard him whine at the door. Not wanting to upset him, I ...
    crawled to the door, to let him out, never so happy to see a dog leave as I was him, and I locked it after he jauntily walked out: without even a `thank you` kiss! I leveraged myself up by the door handle and frame, and turned to look at my mattress: amazingly: no blood, just a huge wet covering! I staggered to my bathroom and collapsed on the toilet seat, just sitting there, waiting. Part 3 I gushed him out of my bowels, fluids only, no blood could I see rushing into the bowl, not even any solids, just opaque coloured goo. Amazed he hadn`t torn me, surely I was ruined for any other `normal-penis` sized dog, but when I used the bottom washer nozzle to wash, I understood my anus could retract after swelling – just like a woman`s cunt. The human body is quite flexible, is it not? I walked gingerly nevertheless, after cleaning my teeth, dragged my bathroom towel with me, and laid it over the already wet one on the mattress, and fell on to it, loved to exhaustion. Thankfully, the night was not interrupted, nor did my wife wake me in the morning, and it was only the heat of mid-morning which roused me. A shower: and I felt fine! Made a café and sandwich, put the washing on, washed my small mattress and put it out in the sun, and threw the towels to be washed next. The big mattress was nowhere near dry and still too heavy to even turn over, so I left it another day to dry further. No visitors all day, washing dry and folded or taken upstairs on hangers; evening I went out for a beer and ...
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