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

    Emma and immediately pushed it hard into my wife, almost jumping across Emma to get to her – Amy was still sleeping on the other side safely – and I jammed my mouth on my wife`s breast, and sucked as if she too had milk for me. I fucked her hard for a minute, bit on her nipples and gave her an orgasm: I was rather proud of that accomplishment! But I wanted Emma satisfied, and so I swapped again, sucking milk and giving her my cock back, and fucking her hard and rather mercilessly, until I gave her the reason to spurt fluids at me from another orifice, and while milk spurted in my mouth, she wet my prick – and my mattress, yet again. “If you can do that every time, you can have my milk every time” Emma said before they left me and went upstairs to shower, leaving a sleeping Amy with me to watch over her. Then they went out for dinner. Part 5 For 2 weeks, Emma and Amy came every day, and so I had a regular supply of milk to feed me, and a regular emptying of my balls. But, every day, every night, I waited for `my` dogs to come to my home. One afternoon, I went to a temple and remembered my best friend, died these many years past. After sitting inside for a while, I went outside the walls and sat on a wooden bench with a beer and cigarette. Another single man was also sitting there; we swapped pleasantries a little, as I watched a large group of dogs a few metres away, sitting, lying, licking, looking: at me, at us. They had a patch of grass to themselves and clearly lived ...
    here, perhaps in the temple compound, a normal residence for many dogs. One male came over to the other man, in between his legs, nuzzling his groin. I watched, my own cock hardening, wanting. The other man looked at me, smiling; “They are all friendly: I come here quite often for a petting, and play with them, though generally around the corner there – where it is very private behind the wall” and his tone and various emphases were conveying a meaning I could easily understand, as he indicated where `there` was. 2 dogs stood, stretched, arched their backs, and ambled over – to me, their ball sacks, actually on all of them, hanging down slackly and bouncing and bobbing as they walked. One motley white/grey shoved his muzzle between my legs, but up the open underside of my shorts, his tongue coming out to lick the back of my thigh, his head almost hidden in there. The other jumped his forepaws on to my lap, where they slid into my groin; his breath was awful, but I would never push a dog away because of that. The man said “Today, I can`t stay, but it seems to me the dogs will be fine – with a new friend; I`ll see you again, perhaps….” We exchanged a wai and he walked to a car and drove off, the dog, who seemed to be his personal favourite, receiving a final cuddle of his ears. The dog in my shorts pulled his head out, looked at me and began walking away, looking back; the dog in my lap did the same, and I stood, checking if people were watching: there were some food trolleys ...
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