On Top of Old Smokey (or vise-versa)

On Top of Old Smokey (or vise-versa)

I remember it like it was yesterday. I grew up on a cattle ranch, with the nearest neighbor over a mile away. I was 16 and alone at home. It was late summer and the rest of the family was working in the hay fields while I was home and working in Mom’s garden. Mom had planted a large vegetable garden in the back yard but the weeding seemed to always fall to me; although, truth-be-told, I did enjoy the solitude away from the rest of my large and noisy family.

It was a hot summer day and I was only wearing a halter top and a pair of loose, hi-cut running shorts. I was on my hands and knees weeding in the garden, when I felt a cold nose poking me in the butt. It was our Alaskan Malamute, Smokey. Well, Smokey was always poking his nose in everyone’s crotch or butt, so I didn’t think too much about it and just shooed him away. But today, he was very persistent and kept poking and licking me. As he did so, I felt his long tongue, move my loose shorts aside and lick across my pussy and ass! At first I was mad and started to swat him away but, as his tongue began licking faster and faster, it felt so good, I thought, “What could it hurt?” So I just knelt there and let Smokey lick me from clit to asshole and it felt Wonderful! With each lick, his tongue would slide across my clit and then in between the lips of my pussy. I had never felt anything like this in my short life!

Suddenly, I felt his tongue stop licking and before I knew what was happening, Smokey had mounted me and began poking my ass cheeks with his hard cock.