Fiona gets a Job 2
By Story Teller 101.
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Chapter 4
Fiona finds a toy to play with as well as Goldie. But when her employer shows interest, she is all too ready to submit to him.
Mr. Walden, Roger, looked at me and laughed. “Oh honey, you need to understand that men take time to recover. We can’t have multiple orgasms like women”. I was on a high, and I wanted more. I realized that it wasn’t going to happen immediately. “Don’t worry, Fiona,” Roger said, “let’s have a shower.” He took me into the bathroom and under the shower. He was kissing me and fondling my boobs. It felt so nice. I began to stroke his cock, and it soon started to grow again. He moaned softly, “you are so sexy, honey. I want you again. Get me hard”. We got out of the shower, and we dried ourselves and got back onto the bed.
I remembered watching those women suck their dog’s cock, so I got down and repeated what I saw on those videos. I thought I could never suck a dog, but I could use the idea on Roger. I must have done it right because he was moaning, and his cock got hard. I didn’t have to ask this time as he rolled on top of me and aimed his cock into my pussy. I was a bit tender, but I sure wasn’t going to complain. I bit my bottom lip and groaned. “You like that, don’t you. You are so bad,” he said and drove his weapon all the way in. He was more urgent this time, and it also took longer. It hurt a bit, but the pleasure of being fucked by him outweighed the pain. By the time he came again, I was in heaven.
I took another shower, alone this time, and got dressed. When Roger came out, he was also dressed. “I need to clean the bedroom,” I said. “Don’t worry, Fiona. I have already done it,” he replied. Not long after, Mrs. Walden came home. I saw Roger wink at her, and she smiled. She knew exactly what had happened. What she didn’t know was how much I had enjoyed her husband. Roger left the room, and Lisa came up to me. “I hope you are ok,” she said. “Roger can get a bit carried away at times,” I said I was fine. “I will check with Roger later,” she said, “now you go home honey, but if you like, you can come back tomorrow. We are having a party tonight. I will pay you extra”.
I got home and told mum I had to work tomorrow. “But it is Sunday,” she said, “why are you working Sunday?” I told her they were having a party tonight, and they wanted me to help clean up. She wasn’t thrilled until I told her I would be paid extra. “I guess that is alright then,” she said. In my room, I thought about the day’s events. I thought about Mr. Walden and the fact that Mrs. Walden had deliberately let him stay home to have sex with me. I thought about the fact that I was no longer a virgin and that I had enjoyed losing it finally. I also thought that having sex with their dog was no longer a problem. That freaked me out because whether I did or didn’t was now in my hands. Talking about hands, yes, one slipped inside my panties and got me off while I was thinking. The problem was it was not as pleasant as being pleasured by Mr. Walden.
Mrs. Walden had told me to come around 10 am. She said they would be sleeping late. I guess the party was going on late. When I arrived at 10 am, Mr. Walden walked around in a bathrobe, and Mrs. Walden hadn’t even gotten out of bed. The kitchen and Lounge room was a mess. “Sorry Fiona, the party left a mess. Maybe make coffee, lots of it, while I go and see if I can get my wife out of bed,” he said and disappeared. I made a big pot of coffee and put out three cups. Looking around, I figured I needed coffee as well. The Walden’s hadn’t appeared, so I began in the lounge room. Collecting glasses and plates. I could be Goldie locked in the backyard. He was standing, but the glass doors looking all sad. “Sorry, boy. I have to tidy up first before letting you in,” I called out.
I took everything into the kitchen and filled the dishwasher. I was drinking my coffee when the Walden’s appeared. Both now in robes. “Good party,” I said cheerfully. All I got was a groan and a nod. While they sat drinking their coffee, I cleaned the lounge room and dining room—cleaning surfaces, the carpet, and straightening up. When I came back, Mr. Walden had headed off for a shower. “So honey did you enjoy yesterday. I hope my husband wasn’t too rough with you. He tends to get excited once he gets going,” she said. I said it was fine. “Yes, he told me you demanded seconds,” she added,d “he takes longer to remount than Goldie.”
I felt a little uncomfortable talking about how he had fucked me, but she sounded so cool about it. I guess that made me relax a little. “Well, I am going to have a shower,” she said and headed for the bathroom as Mr. Walden came out still in a robe. I took the dishes out of the dishwasher when he came up before me and put his arms around me. “Yesterday was so good,” he said, “I hope I didn’t hurt you, honey.” I turned around, and I kissed him. “No, it was so nice,” I said, “anyway, Mrs. Walden’s vibrator helped.” I immediately thought, “I should not have said that.” “Well, I think the real thing is much better,” he said opened his robe. He was erect and, yes, the real thing was better. “Mr. Walden, please not while your wife is in the next room,” I said, a little startled. He just laughed. “Sorry, Fiona. You just have that effect on me. Just give it a squeeze”.
We are still standing there. He with his robe open, and I was stroking his cock when Mrs. Walden came back into the room. She, too, just had on a robe. She smiled. “You are such a whore, Roger. Leave the poor girl alone,” she said, “go and let Goldie in while I chat with Fiona.” He smiled and headed into the lounge room to get Goldie. “He talked about you after you were gone yesterday,” she said. “I knew he wanted a repeat. I told him to behave. I told him you might like Goldie instead”. I swallowed hard. I wondered if they had asked me to come today to see if I would take Goldie now. I wasn’t a virgin. “Mrs. Walden, I am not sure,” I said. “Oh honey, please, call me Lisa. I think we are past the Mrs. Walden thing. I am sure hubby would like you to call him Roger”.
Just then, Goldie bounded into the room. “Hello, darling. Sorry, we had to lock you out,” Lisa said, “but I didn’t want you sniffing pussy at the party, and there was plenty to sniff.” Goldie came up to Lisa, and she patted his head and opened her robe. I looked stunned as she stood there, feet wide apart and purring while he licked her crotch. “Good boy,” she moaned, “I need this so bad.” Roger came into the kitchen. “That didn’t take long, sweetheart,” he said and laughed. I watched the interaction between husband and wife. I could never imagine my parents being so open. Roger came up and put his arms around me. “Dog or me or both?” he asked. I looked at Lisa, but she wasn’t paying attention to us. “Come on, boy,” she said as she pushed him away, “let’s go into the lounge room.”
Roger and I followed her and Goldie. She took off her robe and knelt on the floor. Goldie didn’t need an invitation and immediately mounted her. I watched in awe as he found his target and began to hump her wildly. Just like the videos, she squealed and moaned while he panted and growled. “Yes, my darling doggy. Fuck your dog slut” she wailed, and then he slowed and stopped. He was tied to her. Roger stood there, smiling, and turned to me. “Would you like to try it, Fiona honey. I know you will love it. And Goldie will love it too. Get undress now and get ready”.
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Chapter 5
Fiona continues her adventure and a possible intimate encounter with a dog.
I stood, fearful of going the whole way. I watched in awe as Mrs. Walden was tied to Goldie. Her groans signaled him cumming not once but several times. Mr. Walden was pressing me to get undressed. I knew he wanted Goldie to make me his bitch. I wondered if I could actually do it. The idea of it excited me, but the actual act was so foreign to me. A woman giving herself to an animal was way outside my comfort zone. But as I began to undress, it became less weird. I was getting turned on, and the thought of any cock inside me had my pussy purring.
Now naked, I watch as Goldie attempted to withdraw. Each time Lisa squealed. His knot remained firmly implanted. Finally, he had success, and I looked at his fully erect cock. I gasped. It was probably as big as Roger’s cock, but to me, it looked huge. Goldie lay on the floor, licking himself as Lisa staggered to her feet. She had a hand between her legs as dog cum leaked out. “I will be right back,” she said and rushed to the bedroom. Roger came up and began to rub my pussy. “I will just get you ready, honey,” he said, smiling. He didn’t need to, as my pussy was already soaked.
Roger suggested I kneel on the floor in front of the couch and rest my body on the couch as Goldie was quite heavy. I was confused. Was Goldie going to fuck me so soon after fucking his wife? “Oh, he is always ready,” Roger said. Sure enough, when Goldie saw me on my knees, he quickly got up and walked over. Roger began patting his head, and Goldie immediately began to lick my pussy and even my backdoor. It felt so good, and I moaned loudly. “I think you are ready, Fiona,” Roger said and told Goldie the magic word “mount.” He mounted me immediately and began thrusting. He didn’t need assistance to find his target. I literally screamed. I felt his cock enter me. He began to hump me.
I am no expert, but I am sure no man could thrust as fast as Goldie. He literally pounded me into submission. I squealed, I moaned, I urged him on. “Good boy Goldie. Yes, I want it,” I mumbled. I don’t suppose he had any idea of what I was saying. He was doing what he was trained to do. What came naturally. I started to push back to meet his relentless thrusting. I could keep pace. Then I felt it. His huge knot. He was eager to bury that inside me. After several attempts and a lot of screaming from me, he achieved his objective. I was sealed tight. He stopped moving but growled several times as he filled me up with doggy cum. I was sealed, so tight nothing leaked out.
It took several minutes before he began to try to extract himself. Each time I squealed. Going in was a lot easier than coming out. I think he tried about four times before he succeeded. His cock slipped out, followed by a gush of cum. He licked me and then the floor. Roger pushed him out of the way and shoved his cock all the way into me. I hadn’t realized he had gotten undressed. “Oh, Roger,” I exclaimed, but he grabbed my hips and tried to replicate what Goldie had done. Not the same speed, but he was certainly lasting longer. I resume my moaning. My pussy was super lubricated, and it felt so good.
Lisa had returned sitting watching me with Goldie. I guess she enjoyed the show as I heard her praising Goldie as he had his way with me. With Roger fucking me furiously, I looked for her and gasped. Goldie was lying on the floor on his back, and Lisa was sucking his still fully extended cock. He just lay there, not making a sound as she licked and sucked him. It was just like the videos I had watched. I slipped a hand underneath me and began to rub my clit. I was in heaven. “Yes, Roger, that is so good,” I mumbled as I came. Then he groaned. He shook slightly and groaned loudly. He had cum but kept fucking me until his cock went limp.
He fell back and sighed. I stayed on my knees until I regained some composure. Lisa had stopped sucking Goldie and began to suck dog cum and Roger’s cum off Roger’s cock. It was so crazy. At that moment, I wished she would lick me, but I guess she wasn’t into that, and I didn’t ask. Instead, I covered my pussy with my hand and waddled off to the shower. My pussy was so tender, but my whole body felt so alive. It had been amazing. At first, I thought being humped by Goldie would be a one-off. Those thoughts were gone. I was now officially a dog bitch.
I walked back into the lounge to gather my clothes. Lisa smiled as I entered the room. “Did you like it, honey? She asked, but my broad smile answered the question. Roger apologized for taking advantage of me. “I love fucked a pussy full of dog cum” he said. Obviously, he had done that with Lisa many times. I went back to the bedroom and got dressed. Returning to the lounge room, I said they should go and shower while I cleaned up again. They disappeared, and I got a hand full of tissues to clean up the cum stains on the carpet. Goldie was lying there watching me. “Not again today,” I told him, “but tomorrow is a new day.”
I finished cleaning up and went to the bedroom to say I was going home. Roger was on his back on the bed, and Lisa was on top of him. Cowgirl style. She said, “If you slip your knickers off, Roger will lick your pussy” Lisa said. I hesitated, but my pussy began to twitch. I shed my knickers and straddled his face. While Lisa continued to rock back and forth, I got a very nice tongue lashing. After cumming twice, I climbed off and put my panties back on. I realized that Lisa was working slowly, and Roger begged to be allowed to cum. She waited for several minutes, and finally, he lost patient, rolled them over, and pounded her until he came.
I said goodbye, reluctantly. The whole day had been amazing. When I got home mom, how it went, I said it must have been a great party because it took ages to clean up. Of course, I didn’t detail exactly what I had cleaned up or why I took so long. A girl has to have some secrets. I headed for the bathroom and showered again. Then I laid on my bed and gently rubbed my clit while reliving Goldie and Roger fucking me. I even thought about Lisa licking me. Could it happen? I wasn’t sure, but then again, I hadn’t thought I could be a dog bitch, and now I was. Maybe in the future.
Monday morning, I was back at work. Mr. and Mrs. Walden had gone to work, and Goldie was looking at me. “I know what you are thinking,” I said, having no idea actually, “but I am still a little tender. But tomorrow, boy. Tomorrow, I promise”.
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Chapter 6
Fiona finally submits to her basic instincts and lets Walden’s dog have her. Now being a real bitch, she sees Goldie in a vastly different light.
All-day, Goldie kept looking at me, but I wasn’t interested. Well, that’s not true, actually. Yes, I wanted him, but I was still a little tender, so I thought it prudent to resist. He followed me around, and finally, I decided he needed at least some TLC. I slipped off my panties and let him lick me a couple of times. I knew he would get his reward when Mrs. Walden got home. Lying in bed that night, I thought about him and his lovely big cock as I masturbated. Even then, it felt so much stronger somehow.
The next day I got to work, and he was again looking at me. “I have to get my work done first, you nasty dog,” I said, “but then you can have me.” He must have sensed something in my voice as he gave a sort of growl and wagged his tail. Again he followed me around. I cleaned the kitchen and the bedroom and did some vacuuming, but I was aware that I would be his after I finished. I think he sensed it, too, as he saw me make a coffee and walk into the lounge room. My pussy had been tingling all the time, and he knew it.
I put the coffee on the coffee table and slipped off my panties. I didn’t even have to pat him on the head. He knew what I wanted and dived into my crotch. Anticipation had built up in both of us, I think, because I squealed, and he growled. He seemed extra urgent in his lapping at me, and I moved forward on the couch. His tongue now slid from my clit to my backdoor and back again. I was moaning and urging him on. I came twice before he seemed to get impatient. It felt so crazy that he wanted to mate with me, and I wanted it too. “Naked or dressed,” I asked him, not expecting an answer, of course. He bit down on my skirt and tugged it. “You horny devil,” I yelled, “you want me naked, don’t you.” I guess, in retrospect, I really wanted to be naked anyway.
He stood watching me as I stood up and began to get undressed. His tail wagged even faster as he realized I wanted what he wanted. I was naked, and again he poked his nose between my legs. “I am so wet for you, Goldie,” I muttered and assumed the position. Kneeling in front of the couch with my body resting on it. He saw the opportunity and immediately mounted me. “Yes, darling boy,” I said, “come and get your bitch”. He was now overly excited and started to thrust at me to find his target. I screamed, “no boy, no,” as the hole he found was not my pussy.
I tried to wriggle free, but he was too heavy and too powerful. I screamed again as his cock grew and pushed further into my bum. “No, Goldie, please stop,” I said through tears, but he wasn’t listening. Squirting pre-cum what was initially painful began to become bearable and then pleasant. Then I thought about his knot. I became fearful. “No, Goldie, please stop,” I shouted, but he was trying to get his knot into me. It was way too big to suck a small hole, and his frustration was getting to him. Finally, he gave up and pulled out. I thought that was it, but I was so wrong.
Now he was so turned on he decided to have another go. Thrusting at me again, this time with a full erection and a growing knot, he found what he was looking for and rammed it home. I squealed again as I felt him punish me for his earlier failure. I think he didn’t last more than a minute before he pounded his knot into my pussy. I gripped the couch. “Good boy,” I moaned, “good boy, fill me with your doggy cum”. Of course, I didn’t need to tell him as he was already spilling his juices inside me. Sealed tight, I could feel the fullness. “Give me more,” I cried, “I want more.”
Goldie seemed to settle now he had impregnated his bitch. It took maybe four tries before he was able to withdraw. I quickly covered my pussy with my hand to save the carpet. I waddled off to the bathroom as Goldie lay on the floor, licking his still hard cock. I went to the toilet and flushed both my pussy and my bum. I was still excited. I would have never offered my bum hole to Goldie, but now it had happened, even as an accident, I was aroused. I walked back to the lounge he was still lying there. His cock had not gone down. I stared at him. “Oh, dear, you are still excited,” I said.
Goldie looked at me, and I swear he smiled. “You are so lovely,” I said and again looked at his extended cock. “Could I?” I wondered, “could I play with it?” I knelt beside him and touched his cock. He didn’t seem to move. I began stroking it, and again he just laid there. It was obvious that he was used to being handled by Mrs. Walden. “Do you like that boy?” I whispered, “do you like me playing with your cock?” He did not attempt to move or stop me. This emboldened me. “Well, you have taken two of my holes. Would you like another?” I whispered and began to lick and then suck his cock. He began to squirt pre-cum again, and my face was soon covered. I wiped my face and slipped a hand down, and rubbed my still soaked pussy. My surrender was now total.
After a few minutes, I looked up. “I want you again, my darling boy,” I said. I crawled over to the couch and assumed my normal position. As soon as I did, he jumped up and again mounted me. This time his aim was better, and he thrust into my pussy. I squealed with delight as he began pounding me. Was he thanking me for sucking his cock? He seemed very anxious to tie with me. I was a little disappointed that it was so fast. He barely had begun to fuck me, and he was tied in me. I wanted him to pound me like Mr. Walden. I wanted Goldie to do it long before stopping. Still, it felt some nice being his bitch and enjoying his juices flowing into me.
Once again, Goldie pulled back, and I rushed off to the bathroom. I showered this time and returned to retrieve my clothes, but I felt so excited about being naked. I didn’t bother getting dressed. I looked at the coffee table, and there was my coffee, stone cold, but I drank it anyway. Goldie was lying flat on the floor, looking a little tired. “Oh, my poor darling,” I said, “did I tire you out?” and laughed. He remained there while I went and made myself another coffee. I went back to the lounge and drank it slowly as I thought about the day. I had surrendered all three holes to my doggy lover. It had been so wonderful. I began to rub my clit and had an amazing orgasm.
I looked at the time and realized it was getting late. I went into the bedroom and got dressed. I decided not to mention the day’s adventures to Mrs. Walden. “It will be our little secret,” I said out loud. When Mr. and Mrs. Walden came home, Mrs. Walden looked over at Goldie. “He looks exhausted,” she said and flashed me a smile “had a fun day, boy,” she added. I said goodbye and headed home. “You look happy,” said Mum, “good day?” I just smiled.
To Be Continued…
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