Wife’s dog one

My wife loves her doggie (m/f..f/bigdog)

My wife and I had been hiking in the mountains East of Modesto when
nothing seemed familiar to us. We had gone about three hours on the trail and were headed back. I couldn’t see even one point of recognition. After looking for the right trail for an hour or so We had to admit that we were lost. It wouldn’t have been so bad just being lost but the sun was getting lower and lower. Even though it was summer the temperature still got pretty cool at the heights we were. All Lisa and I had were our backpaks and naturally nothing to keep us warm should we have to spend the night. I had noticed a ranger tower in the distance a couple of hours back but by the time we could make it there it would be dark.

I decided to gather up some leaves for shelter. If worse came to worse we could always cover ourselves. It looked like the worse was here. I had drifted a little from where I left Lisa when I saw something throug the trees. I dared not hope but I went closer and it was a cabin. More like a shack but it was better than outdoors. I got Lisa and we climbed up the hill to the shack. It was empty of course but it was shelter. Even better it had a crude fire place against the back wall.

A half hour later we had a roaring fire going. Lisa and I sat on our jackets that we laid out on a bed of leaves. Then except for the fact that we were hungry we were in pretty good shape. As dusk settled Lisa went outside to relieve herself. I watched the fire lap up against the sooty chimney when I heard Lisa talking. I put my shoes on. Could it be that someone was out there who knew where the hell we were?

Stepping out on the rackety pourch I saw Lisa pulling her jeans up.
Standing about three feet from her was the biggest dog I had ever seen.
The dog looked like a mix between a mastiff and a Great dane. It was big. He was big. A quick look under him said he was a male. When the dog saw me he cocked his head and then his tail began to wag. A good sign when you are confronted with a dog this big and ugly. I don’t mean that the dog was ugly, just looked like he could take a hunk out of you easily.

Lisa loved animals and she was soon rubbing it’s head and scratching
it’s ears. I told her that we should get inside. The dog looked at us and then took off through the trees. “Damn it’s too bad he had to leave” Lisa said “It would have been good to have a dog that big around if a bear should come around.”

We had our canteens so water wasn’t a problem but we were still hungry. We had planned on going to a rustic restaurant we had seen earlier but it looked like we were going to have to do without. With Lisa around there was one thing I wasn’t going to have to forsake. The fire was warm and was one thing I wasn’t going to have to forsake. The fire was warm and Lisa and I took off our clothes and were getting ready to have sex for dinner when we heard scratching at the door. I eased the door open a crack to see out.

The dog was back and I was glad he was. I did the come on in doggie bit and then saw a large rabbit laying at his front paws. The dog was bringing us some food. Could this dog understand what Lisa and I had been talking about..I let the dog in and took the rabbit back out on the pourch to clean it. I came back in a few minutes later and there was Lisa, still naked, with the large dog’s head in her lap scratching it’s ears.

The dog had it’s long thick tongue lolling out and looked happy. I
guess if I had my head in my wife’s lap and she was scratching my ears then I’d be happy too. “Oh my God” Lisa said “Now that’s the kind of tongue you need” she said to me.

“With a tongue that long I couldn’t talk” I told her.

“Yes honey but think what else you could do with it” Lisa grinned.

“You mean lick my own dick?” I quipped.

Lisa hit at me “That wasn’t what I meant” she said.

Whoever built the firsplace must have had in mind what we did then.
There was a long metal, rusted of course, rod that made a good spit. I had the rabbit skerewed and all we had to do was wait. I sat next Lisa but the dog did not seem to want to leave his position. I didn’t try and move him. I wasn’t that dumb. It took an hour before the rabbit was nice and crispy. I tore it and gave Lisa a large peice and then gave another peice to our benefactor. For the next several minutes we hungrily tore into the rabbit
meat.

Now we were no longer hungry but I was still feeling frisky. The dog had settled down at Lisa’s feet and I started to kiss her. The dog lifted his ear’s up and looked at us. I was nibbling at her nipples when she jumped. I looked quickly to see what was wrong.