Lucius

I am a single mom of only 31 years. I had my son when I was young making him an 18 year old man now. Being single, times were tough for us, I had to work two jobs mostly to support us in even the worst conditions. We lived paycheck to pay check until one fateful day I received a letter from my great aunts lawyer. My great aunt had unfortunately passed away in her sleep only a week before. I was being contacted in order to collect an inheritance that my aunt had put aside for me. I was thunderstruck at the amount that was now legally mine. It was enough to put Chris through school and for me to relax without having to worry about finances. Along with the money, Chris and I also were entitled to a nice sized house she had built from the ground up when she was a young woman. It was a few states away but Chris was excited to move, and not too upset over having to leave his friends and life behind.

We quickly packed, the whole time ecstatic and joking around with each other. We felt like our time had finally come. No more having to work two jobs or move from a cheap apartment to an even cheaper apartment. Finally, our lives can start. We took the train since we didn’t own a car, I was prepared to purchase one when we settled and had our new address. The trip was quick and long at the same time. As eager as I was to see our new home, I also was enjoying the mother son time we rarely had the chance to enjoy. Our stop finally came, 12 hours after leaving our old life behind. We called a cab and was whisked away into the lovely open countryside. My great aunt obviously enjoyed her seclusion. Her house was nestled in a quaint forested area with neighbors on both sides, just a quarter mile distance on both sides. That suited me fine, I enjoyed the quite anyway.

We both grabbed our bags, I tipped the cab driver and we burst into the lovely home that was once my great aunts. The house was gorgeous. A large, spacious living room that lead into a modern kitchen with amazing amounts of sunlight. My bedroom was on the first floor, an enormous master bedroom that was more than half the size of our last apartment. My son wanted two of the three rooms upstairs. One to sleep in, and one for his band equipment. After years of poverty, I was eager to be able to give him so much now. We eagerly started unpacking, even though we were exhausted. We wanted to finally start our new life, as soon as possible.

While I was setting the kitchen up and putting away our dishes, I heard a dog barking right outside the patio that faced the kitchen. I was started at first but I opened the backdoor and peeked out. There sat my great aunts Great Dane, sitting patiently ready to be let inside. “Oh no! You poor boy, has anyone been feeding you?” I asked him, petting his head. The Great Dane I’ve seen in pictures during my communications I had by mail with my great aunt. Checking my math, I’d say he had to be about 5 years now, and hopefully stopped growing. He was an enormous grey and black dog, about 180 pounds of lean strong muscle and roughly 6 feet standing on his hind legs. Great Auntie said she felt safe with him, being alone in her house. I didn’t blame her, he was great security. I fed the Dane (which I decided to call Lucius) and continued my housework.

Once we had finished, Matt and I retired to the living room and slumped down on the couch. Luckily, we were able to keep everything that the house possessed at the time of aunties death. This was good since we had all the furniture we could’ve needed. We watched some movies and had a few laughs then decided to retire to our beds for an excellent night’s sleep. I bid my son farewell and headed to my beautiful spacious bedroom. Being old, auntie didn’t have central cooling, just a fan. It suited me well but with all the extra work I did today I decided to slip off my gown and crawl into bed stark nude. The crisp cold sheets felt like heaven against my tired muscles.

I awoke suddenly to a strange sound. I tried clearing my foggy mind and figure out what roused me. I sat up and looked around but couldn’t see anything in the dark. Suddenly, I felt something touch my privates. I yelped and jumped out of bed, switching the light on, my heart racing in my chest. Luckily, it was only Lucius. I laughed at myself and patted Lucius on the head and switched the light back off and climbed back into bed. Lucius followed me. He jumped up and landed all 180lbs of his body on top of my small thin naked frame. I yelled out in surprise and pain. “What are you doing stupid dog get DOWN!” I tried wiggling around to scare him but he was unresponsive. I could see in the moon light his big black eyes staring straight at me. I stopped struggling and watched him. After a few moments of glassy eyed staring, he bend his head down to my exposed breasts and sniffed. My heart started pounding again, I wanted to know what was wrong with this odd dog. I figured it out soon enough. His tongue came out of his mouth with long wet strokes that slathered itself against my bare breasts. I shivered and yelped at the shock of being touched so intimately by an animal. I wiggled the lower half of my body, attempting to free myself from his weight but he was unflinching. He tongue caressed my hardened nipples, sending shockwaves throughout my body. His tongue traveled to both breasts, not missing an inch of my perky lemon sized teats.

I gritted my teeth and accepted my molestation. I tried blocking out the sound of his sloppy wet tongue slapping and lathering itself along my heaving bosom. Each flick of his tongue jiggled my breasts and sent little waves of electricity throughout my entire system.