A Girl & Her DogIt was Christmas break during my freshman year in
college. I finally had some time to myself after several
days of parties and reunions with friends and family.
Today was going to be my special day alone. Dad hadn't
returned yet from a business trip and mom was off doing
last minute shopping.
As I walked into the family room, I slipped out of my
bathrobe and slid onto my old friend, the beanbag. My
nipples were already red and extended, just waiting to
be caressed. I licked my palms, placed them gently
against my nipples and began to slowly move them in
circles. Ahh, that warm tingling spread from my breast
down to my ****.
I made the little circles faster and faster until my
breathing was ragged and my nipples were begging for
relief. I am lucky enough to have large firm breasts. If
I cup them, I can easily lick and suck them. As I raised
my right breast to my lips I slid my left hand to my
**** and slowly ran my fingertips around the edges of my
wet, swollen lips.
Just as my tongue began to taste that familiar flavor I
heard a creaking noise and realized that someone was
coming in the front door! I could hear voices and
footsteps. I knew that I didn't have enough time to get
dressed and compose myself, so I grabbed my bathrobe and
jumped behind the couch. I was crouched down on my
knees, with my forearms on the floor and my *** in the
air. What a spot to be discovered! I tried to control my
heavy breathing and make myself as small and quiet as
I recognized the voices as that of my mom and her best
friend Mrs. Jenkins. Mom was saying, "I'm so glad I ran
into you. I get so stressed this time of year. A couple
of sets of tennis is exactly what I need! Why don't you
make yourself comfortable while I change?"
This was great, they would be out of here in a few
minutes. I could hear Mrs. J walking into the family
room and settling into the recliner. She was just a few
feet away from my hiding place. I tried to be even
smaller and quieter than before. Mrs. J turned on the TV
and began flipping channels. At least I didn't have to
worry about her hearing me breathe.
I was beginning to relax, and thought I was going to get
through this without a heart attack when I felt
something cold and wet touch me right in my *******! I
almost let out a scream but managed to contain myself. I
looked over my shoulder and saw the pointy ears of
Buster, our German Shepherd, rising above my *** cheeks.
I tried to wiggle my butt to discourage him but he
stayed right with it, sniffing like crazy. I wanted to
turn around and slap him but I didn't dare move with
Mrs. J so close. The next thing I knew, Buster began to
run his tongue across my exposed ***** lips. It was all
I could do to keep from screaming. I bit my lip and
tried to clamp my ***** closed and my *** cheeks
together so the damn dog couldn't reach my hidden
Buster paused for a second then went back to licking
with a vengeance. His tongue ran repeatedly from the top
to the very bottom of my ****. He turned his tongue
sideways and slipped it between my lips. My clenched
butt muscles automatically relaxed at the feel of a warm
tongue sliding into my *****. Hey, this didn't feel so
bad. If it wasn't for Mrs. J being in the room I could
really get into this.
Luckily, she seemed to have settled on a music video
channel and cranked up the volume to enjoy the music. I
relaxed a bit more since there was now no chance that
she could hear what was happening on the other side of
the room! As I relaxed, Buster began to lap away like
crazy. I pushed my *** a little higher in the air and
spread my knees to give him better access. His tongue
was running in and out and up and down my ****. My
juices were beginning to flow and this seemed to spur
He found my **** and began teasing it with fast furious
little licks. A wave of lust swept over me as my ****
started swelling and aching from his rapid-fire licking.
I was really starting to enjoy this. My fear of
discovery was turning into the excitement of having sex
in a public place. I hadn't had this feeling since my
friend Rick and I had sex behind the stage at our senior
prom! My ***** was now spread wide and dripping with my
juice and Buster's saliva.
He was slurping up the hot, sticky fluid. His tongue ran
repeatedly across my **** and then penetrated deep into
my *****. It was like getting great oral sex and a great
**** at the same time. As Buster made one especially
deep plunge into my ***** I began to feel that warm
orgasmy feeling starting. The ****** hit me hard, it was
one of those long rolling-thunder ******* that leave me
shaking all over.
As the feeling subsided I slowly slid off of my hands
and knees and stretched out on my stomach. Buster kept
licking but in this position he couldn't reach my hot
spots. He contented himself with lapping up the juice
that had dripped down the back of my thighs. I was
completely enjoying the warm after-*** buzz and the feel
of Buster's tongue running up and down my thighs. That
is when I looked up and clearly saw Mrs. J's face
reflected in the mirror alongside the fireplace!
It was heart attack time again! I knew I was caught.
Mrs. J had seen everything! Oh my god! What had I been
thinking? Tears were forming in my eyes until I noticed
that Mrs. J's eyes were closed. She seemed to be totally
absorbed in the music and unaware of me. I knew that I
had been extremely lucky that she hadn't seen Buster and
me in action but my luck wouldn't hold out long.
All she had to do was open her eyes and focus on the
mirror and I would be dead meat. The last thing I wanted
to do was explain to my mother why I was naked, behind
the couch, with the dog licking my ***! Grabbing the
only cover at hand, I curled into a tiny ball and pulled
my nightgown over my body. I was hoping that I looked
like a blanket dropped behind the couch.
At that moment, Buster lay down and put his head on top
of me. This was terrific. Maybe now it looked like
Buster was sleeping on his favorite blanket. I was
beginning to realize that Buster was a very handy friend
to have around.
I didn't make a move until after mom and her friend had
left. As soon as they were gone I crawled from behind
the couch and collapsed on the beanbag. Finally I could
breathe normally. My heart seemed to be beating at a
normal rate. Everything was fine with the world! Buster
came out, did that long stretching motion, and casually
walked over and put his head in my lap to be scratched.
I gave him a big two-handed ear scratch and a big kiss
on the nose. "Buster I didn't know you were so talented.
You are one good doggie". He must have caught the happy
tone in my voice and immediately began licking all over
my face. I gave him a big hug and began running my hands
across his neck and back. He immediately rolled over on
his back and exposed his belly for a good scratch. I was
glad to oblige and began slowly running my hand back and
forth across his tummy.
I was looking at Buster in a new light. Although I had
rubbed his tummy and examined his equipment many times
before I had never thought of the possibility of
anything sexual between us. I began stroking my hand
closer to his penis sheath.
I slowly slid my hand down the length of his sheath and
gently across his balls to see what would happen. His
body twitched as I touched his balls and I could see a
touch of pink at the end of his sheath. I began to slide
my fingertips up and down the length of his sheath. Each
time I reached the top I would increase the pressure a
tiny bit to pull the sheath back and expose a little
more of his hot pink ****.
I had about 1/2 inch of pointy pink meat exposed. This
was starting to get my juices going again but all I
could think about was giving some pleasure back to my
friend. Buster let out a low growl as I increased the
pressure while continuing to slowly stroke up and down.
I was a little worried that this was a warning until I
saw a good 2 inches of his **** sticking out of his
Wow ... that thing was big I thought to myself. I had
been fooled by the small point of the tip. The widest
part was more than an inch thick! I continued to stroke
while I moved in for a closer look. There was a small
drop of *** oozing out of the tip.
Knowing that we were both hot and horny was making my
**** start to ache. I put my left hand down to my slit
and began stroking myself in time with stroking Buster.
As soon as my hand was covered with my ***** juice I
wrapped my fingers around his **** and began pumping him
in earnest. I was soon rewarded with 6 inches of
engorged **** staring me in the face. The site of this
gave me second thoughts. Was this what I really wanted
The drop of ooze had turned into a steady trickle. I
knew that I wanted to taste it and that, YES, this is
what I wanted to do! I bent my head down and slowly ran
my tongue around the tip of his ****. The fluid was hot
and slightly sticky. The taste was kind of like smelling
a good musk perfume with a slightly salty flavor, if you
can imagine that. I let the tip slide into my fully open
mouth while continuing to slide my hand from top to
bottom of his now rigid shaft.
Buster's whining increased and he began to pump his hips
to match my hand action. As my hand slid down his shaft
I let it continue across the sheath to his balls and
gave them a gentle squeeze. His pumping action was
driving his **** in and out of my mouth. It was touching
the back of my throat when it was in all the way. His
hot *** was dripping out of the corners of my mouth. The
taste and sensation were wonderful.
I had given ******** to a couple of boyfriends before
but it had always been an awkward and unfulling
experience... at least for me. The boys seemed to enjoy
it. With Buster it was completely different. We were
moving together perfectly. I didn't feel awkward at all.
I was happy to be making my friend feel as good as he
had made me feel earlier.
We were going at a frenzied pace when something amazing
happened. Buster's **** rammed into me and stabbed
against my throat. I ran my hand down his shaft and
found that even more of his hot iron had popped out of
his sheath. This new section bulged out to about 1 1/2"
- 2" thick. I could barely get my hand entirely around
it. When I gave it a good squeeze and started stroking
it Buster went crazy. He jumped to his feet so quickly
that I didn't have time to react.
There was Buster's rock hard **** staring me in the
face. As he began humping the air his **** brushed
against my cheek. I just turned till I was facing him,
opened my mouth and let him slide inside me. At this
point I didn't need to stroke any more. He was pumping
like crazy. I just laid my hand flat along the bottom of
his bulge to keep it aimed in the right direction. I
pulled my lips down over my teeth so I wouldn't scratch
him as I gently closed my mouth round him.
After a while his thrusts became very fast. His **** was
going so far into me that the large bulge in his shaft
was bumping into my lips. Each time he rammed into me I
thought I would gag but then it would draw all the way
out until the tip was barely spreading my lips. He
finally rammed it in further than ever before and held
it in tightly.
The bulge grew even larger and was spreading my lips
wide! Hot *** began shooting into my throat while
Buster's body began shaking like I had been when we were
behind the couch. It was a good thing that I had learned
to chug beer at school, hot *** was pouring into me. I
just held my breath and waited for Buster's spasms to
stop. Eventually they did, and then he started to slowly
I wasn't ready for more of this so I slowly pulled back
while putting firm pressure on him with my lips. When
his tip popped out of my mouth hot *** shot all over my
face. I licked up what I could to savor one last taste.
But I didn't want to waste any time, Buster was ready
and so was I. I was ready to have that hot **** inside
my burning *****.
I crawled to the couch and lay my upper body on the
couch with my knees wide apart on the ground. I reached
back and patted my *** to give Buster some
encouragement. It was all he needed. With a quick yelp
he was on top of me, his **** was sliding back and forth
through the crack between my cheeks. His front legs were
over my shoulders and squeezing my neck between them.
Something wasn't quite right here. I struggled to lift
up a little bit and got his legs over my shoulders.
When I lay back down on the couch his legs were gripping
me tightly under my armpits. There was a wonderful
tickling feeling from his fur under my arms. Buster was
still happily pumping away, only now his **** was
underneath and sliding back and forth over my *****
lips. I reached back and gave him a slight push up as he
was pushing forward. That's all it took. He was in. As
soon as he felt his **** go inside me he drove it all
the way in and began pumping like crazy.
I was in heaven. It had been quite a while since I had
been ******, and I couldn't ever remember ******* being
like this. We fit together perfectly. As he slid in and
out I began pumping my hips to meet him. I could feel
his hot breath on my neck and ear. I turned my head
around and received a big tongue across my lips. I stuck
out my tongue and for an instant we were ******* and
french kissing at the same time. This drove both of us
mad. Buster was humping fast and furious.
I finally stopped moving because I couldn't keep up the
pace. I just relaxed and enjoyed the feel of him in and
out inside of me. I was lost in the moment and I could
feel my second ****** of the day beginning. Just as I
was beginning to peak, Buster gave an extra hard push
and I felt the bulge beginning to spread me even
further. As he pushed the bulge all the way in me I
began to scream. I felt that I was being stretched to
the limit and as the bulge slid inside me my ******
reached a second peak. Wow, this was the best sex that I
had ever had.
I gradually became aware that Buster was pumping another
load of his *** inside of me. This just made me hotter.
He was slowing down but I started grinding my *** into
him. This kept him going for a while but eventually we
both were lying still in the warm afterglow of great
When my breathing had calmed and my mind had recovered I
began to have thoughts of a hot shower followed by a
nap. I tried to get Buster to hop off. Finally I pushed
my shoulders up so that he would get off. He did, but I
hadn't realized that he was still fully lodged inside
When he hopped off me he turned to head in the other
direction. His **** spun around inside me but didn't
come out! We were stuck together butt to butt with him
inside of me. I had vague memories of seeing dogs stuck
in this position and the purpose of the big bulge in his
**** suddenly became clear to me. I didn't know how long
we were going to be like this so I laid back down on the
couch and tried to enjoy the sensation.
After a while his **** got smaller and slid out of me
with a sucking sound. Buster headed for his favorite
spot in the corner where he began licking himself just
where I had licked him earlier. I stared at him with
amazement for a while. It was hard for me to comprehend
that I had just had the best **** of my life and it had
been with a dog! Who would have guessed? I gave him a
hug and a kiss and headed for the shower to clean up.
A couple of hour's later mom and Mrs. J returned from
their tennis match. I was curled in my favorite beanbag
watching TV, completely dressed this time. Before she
left Mrs. J asked if I would be interested in
housesitting for her the following week. She said, "I
really need someone who can take care of my dog Oscar.
He gets lonely when I'm away and needs a lot of
attention." She said this with a wide smile on her face.
My heart was getting another workout! Her eyes had been
closed... I thought.
I did spend a few days with Oscar and learned a lot
about Mrs. J, but that, as they say, is a different
mariclechild2345 31-35, M 13 Responses 25 Jul 6, 2012