The Neighbour 4

My next Dog.

After my first session with Bruno the dog at Ben’s I was as horny as hell. I had fucked and sucked Bruno and admitted to myself that it wasn’t that bad; actually it was pretty darn good. Afterwards whilst my husband licked out my pussy which was full of doggie cum, I sucked off Ben and Marty, before all three men fucked me silly in all holes, till I was a limp rag.

Even once David and I had left and got home, we were both so horny we had more sex. He said I was so sexy doing that, even though I knew he’d watched my sister doing K9 several times, I suspected (because my sister had hinted) he’d seen two other friends of ours do it. He admitted he had seen them, but he said seeing your own wife doing it was the tops. And he sported a hard on for days. For me knowing that three other women like me had done k9 and did so from time to time was a relief.

Ben phoned the next day to say how well I had done. Just talking with him about had me dripping again, so when he suggested I go over the following day to play with another dog I didn’t stand a chance of saying No!

David and I went over the following evening; as usual I was wearing just my high heeled knee high boots. I was just so wet. Ben opened the door with the words I’ve got a lovely surprise for you tonight. I didn’t say anything back; I was too busy looking at the dog. He was huge; he had to be a cross between an Alsatian and a Great Dane; maybe with some Mastiff blood in him, too. He was fully three and a half feet high at the shoulder, and mostly black, with some grey, and some light brown patches. The thinnest parts of his legs were wider than the thickest parts of my arms; he probably had twenty pounds on me. Moving closer, I let him sniff my hand, then patted him on the head.

Shit, I muttered to myself. Well, I might as well get used to the idea. Kneeling down and stroking his head, letting him smell my face; then licking my cheeks, he was wetting my face.

‘He wants you to open your mouth’ said Ben. Although I meekly obeyed I didn’t expect or think what would happen, but suddenly my mouth was full of sloppy dog tongue. I mean he just pushed his tongue into my mouth! – it was huge and wet. I think I heard my husband say ‘Oh My” and maybe Ben ‘Yes’. I’d never expected that! He was really shoving it deep into my mouth almost down my throat and so I learnt to french kiss a dog. His saliva was copious and poured into my mouth; within 30 seconds I was turned on by this and I was licking his tongue and he was letting my tongue go right into his mouth. It was weirdly erotic, but after some 4 or 5 minutes of that, I was more than ready for the main event.

I knelt down on my hands and knees to take a peek between his legs just to see what he had; Just as I suspected. I reached in, putting my hand on his sheath, pushing it back just enough to extrude the tip of his organ. Yep. Huge. Each testicle was easily just a bit larger than a golf-ball; I hadn’t seen his whole cock yet, but the sheath was longer than my hand from the tip of my fingers to the heel of my palm; about seven inches, I would guess. His cock, completely unengorged, was an inch wide.

Suddenly I was less confident. I could still remember what the dog had felt like day before, had thought about him the whole night and yesterday, in fact.