Leslie and Jack

It had been another long night of drinking for Leslie and her friends in preparation for high school graduation. Her parents had to know she was drinking but had never said anything to her – probably because she usually just had one beer and never did shots or any hard liquor. That is, until tonight…

Her friends had dragged her down to one of the local college bars to flirt with guys and they had ended up drinking way too much. It had gotten so bad in fact that they had to call one girls brother to come get them and take them home. Leslie was dropped off first and the brother and another girl had helped her into her house, up into her bedroom and onto her bed. Luckily her parents had gone out of town for the weekend and wouldn’t come home to find her black out drunk.

Her friends had left her fully clothed laying on her side, but in her drunken state it felt like she was roasting alive inside her clothes so they were stripped off and thrown around her room haphazardly. Her underwear, which was moist with her sweat from dancing and her juices from flirting and grinding, ended up in the hall just outside her room. She passed out with her head laying just over the foot of her bed, her body in a spread eagle pose.

When her friends had been leaving her house they had heard Leslie’s great dane, Jack, whimpering from the attached garage, so they decided to let him into the house and filled his water and food bowls. Jack was glad to be out of that garage and was grateful for the food and water. After eating and drinking Jack went into the living room, jumped up on the couch, and curled up ready to go sleep. And just as Jack was drifting off to la-la land a scent began to waft across his nose.

His current dream was of chasing balls and birds through an open field, barking and yipping as Leslie ran after him. The scent that was flowing through his nose altered this dream greatly. Instead of a bright field, Jack was suddenly very turned on and envisioned a female great dane running around in front of him, wagging her backside right in front of his nose. Jack made a quick jumping movement in the dream and woke himself up when one of his paws scratched his belly.

Jack noticed pretty quickly the effect the dream had on him, with his cock now extended from is sheath and fully inflated with blood – even his knot had popped out of the sheath. He licked it clean for a minute and then that smell from his dream wafted across his nose again. He began to sniff the air and then started to search the room for what was producing that amazing smell. Not finding it in the living room he then searched the kitchen, checked the garage, and ended up back in the living room.

He really wanted to find the source of this intoxicating smell and noticed that whenever he got closer to the stairs the scent got heavier. He trotted to the top of the stairs, practically drowning in the smell. A quick turn to his right and he found the source of the smell, Leslie’s discarded underwear. He nosed at it and licked it a couple of times, getting just a hint of the juices that were producing the smell. Then he noticed the door to Leslie’s room was open and that she was apparently asleep on her bed but not how she normally slept. Jack barked once and Leslie drunkenly whispered his name, which he took as permission to go into her room.

He thought she was awake after he heard his name so he planted some licks with his long tongue on her cheeks and forehead, which she barely responded to, tilting her head from side to side only slightly. On one stroke of his tongue he actually got it inside her mouth and on the exit it pressed against her tongue for a long drawn out lick. Leslie only responded by smacking her mouth and wetting her tongue so Jack focused on licking her mouth. Occasionally Leslie would extend her tongue to wrestle with his and the two sat there Frenching each other for a good five minutes.

Jack was perturbed that his owner would not get up and play with him so he began to lick her face again. This time however, Leslie responded by turning towards where he was licking. On one lick along her right cheek her head bobbed to the right as well. This opened the left side of her neck for Jack to lick and since had not licked there yet he began to do so. The licks began to cause and unconscious reaction within Leslie and her heart rate began to increase.

She quietly mouthed affectionate sounds whenever Jack would deliver an especially long lick from her ear all the way down her neck to her shoulder. With these continued ministrations came more reactions from Leslie’s unconscious body. She began to sweat profusely and Jack noticed right away when her skin began to glisten and taste really salty. He began to notice that her entire body was starting to glisten with sweat he could swear that smell from earlier was getting stronger.

Jack began to focus on the areas with the most sweat, licking it up into his mouth enthusiastically. As he continued to lick Leslie’s neck he found himself scooting forward to lick at her exposed chest which was now very sweaty. He began by licking around her armpits, which made Leslie drunkenly giggle, and then Jack began to lick the side of her breast. He would try and work his tongue under her slightly sagging breast and then roll it over her nipple, which was hard as diamond at this point. Then he shifted to licking the top of her breast, always finishing the lick on her nipple.

Jack repositioned himself on the other side of her body to lick that side as well.