Jolene and Champ
By Jolene.
I am a mother of two and have my hands full trying to raise teen boys in what seems like a single-parent household. As I was preparing the boy’s clothes for their annual Boy Scout outing, I felt almost relieved that I would have a whole two weeks to myself!!
Mark, my husband, came down for breakfast, and as usual, behind him was our dog Champ. Champ was our pet lab of three years and grew into one of the family. As I served breakfast and saw the boys off to the front door, where their Den Leader was waiting to take them to their scouting event, I began planning how to spend the next two glorious weeks of freedom.
As I waved goodbye to the boys’, Mark walked up behind me and, in the tone he uses when he’s feeling frisky, said, “I may be in late tonight. The boys are gone, and I have a while before I need to be in the office.”
I grabbed his arms around my waist and guided him into the den.
Mark was semi-dressed for work, wearing only his suit pants and socks, and I had on my favorite bathrobe, the one that’s about three years too old but you can’t seem to throw out. As mark got stripped down to nothing but a smile and a stiff one, I decided to entice him a bit. I turned my back to him, untied the sash to my bathrobe, and let it slide above my ass.
Now I’m no Miss America, but I think that at 32 years old, I can hold my own with anyone my age. As the robe hit the floor, I walked over to Mark and told him to lie on his back for me. Mark had a bit of a surprised look on his face, as normally, I’m not as uninhibited when it comes to sex. As I mounted Mark and we began to settle into a steady rhythm, I began to feel hornier and hornier than I had. I decided to pull off his rigid cock and scale my way up to his waiting mouth.
As I sat down on his face and wiggled my clit over his lips, I could feel my orgasm building. Mark was sucking my clit like a madman, which reminded me of how he used to take me when we first met. After about five minutes of good hard clit licking, I exploded right over his flicking tongue and stiffened like a board while he licked me over and over.
I made my way back to his cock and straddled him, and leaned forward so that my nipples were swaying right above his mouth (I love that). Mark reached around, cupped my ass, and began to give it to me, and I was pounding him back for all I was worth when I felt what seemed like an ice cube brush across my asshole. I looked back and was horrified to see Champ directly behind my ass, sniffing the most private part of my body.
Since Mark and I never have sex outside our bedroom because of the boys, we forgot about Champ. I sprang off Mark’s cock as if lightning struck me and yelled at Champ.
“GO!”
Champ cocked his head to the side as if he didn’t quite understand that I was severely pissed off with him.
Mark braced himself on his elbows and shouted, “Champ! GO!”
At that, Champ lumbered out of the room. When I say lumbered, Champ weighs about 10-15 pounds more than me at 115 pounds.
After Mark cleaned up and headed off to work, I began to plan my day. I thought I would get the house in order, do my nails, and head down to Walmart to do some shopping. As I began to run my bath water, I took a moment to cup my breast and then moved over to the full-length mirror on the bathroom wall. I turned to the side and admired my still firm round ass and thought how proud I was to have been able to take care of myself and still have the body of a 25-year-old. Out of nowhere, it hit me. You know, that horny feeling you get when you’re all alone?
I was thinking about the pace at which Mark was fucking me before he went to work and started to feel hot right in the right spot when my mind flashed back to the picture of Champ sniffing my asshole. I felt almost ashamed and angry at the same time but still horny nonetheless.
I turned off the bath water and made my way to the bed. As I stretched across the bed and spread my legs in preparation for a good clit rubbing, my mind again returned to the picture of Champ’s nose and tongue near my ass. For some reason, the scene seemed almost hot, and I felt wet between the legs. I tried to shut out the thoughts that were coming into my mind, but for some reason, I couldn’t.
Without thinking, I returned to the den where we had been earlier. I checked the front and back doors, letting Champ in through the back door. I went back into the den and closed the door almost completely, leaving it cracked and spread out on the floor. I felt my knees tremble as I decided if I would call Champ. I could tell he was just on the other side of the door.
My heart was pounding! What am I doing? This is sick! I can’t do this; I’ll go to hell. I have two teenage boys and a husband. I decided that I couldn’t go through with it. Champ pushed the door open enough to get through as I began to get up.
I had my back turned to him, and when he sprang near me, I was pushed forward halfway under the glass coffee table face down and ass up. It was again in what seemed like a split second, just like that cold nose touching my puckered asshole earlier. I let out a moan that seemed to come from deep within my core. I tried to get from beneath the coffee table but then felt Champ’s tongue brush the lips of my pussy and then touch my clit.
I closed my eyes and yelled, “No, Champ! NO!”
But I could have yelled through a megaphone directly into his ears, which would have made no difference. Champ was licking me like a dog possessed. As I lay there horrified, I began to feel myself fighting off an orgasm.
‘NO! I can’t let this dog make me cum,’ my mind screamed.
I could hear Champ whining and whimpering behind me as he was going for broke with that tongue of his, and then I just let go. It simply felt too good. I could kick Champ away with the heels of my feet and get from under the coffee table. I crawled to the center of the den, placed the side of my head on the floor, and then lifted my ass into the air and spread my legs to give Champ full access to my husband’s pussy and my children’s birth; canal but for this moment in time my pussy was Champs.
I slapped my right ass cheek and whispered, “Come here, boy!”
Champ went wild! His tongue attacked my pussy like a buzz saw, licking me from my asshole to my clit. Every time he would reach my clit, it would make my asshole pucker even more, and then he was back to my asshole, leaving my pussy gaping and gasping for air. I was in heaven.
I felt my pussy twitching, trying to grab his darting tongue and squeeze it, my head was getting light, and my breath got shorter. I thought I would cum when Champ stopped and took about two steps back. I heard him whimper, felt his weight on my back, and then his paws grabbed my torso. My eyes opened wide in a flash, and I gripped the legs of the ottoman chair in front of me.
Champ was so heavy. I felt his weight, and it moved me forward each time he hunched forward to get closer to me. I was so horny that I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but I was. I wiggled my lily-white ass under his thrusting hips until I felt his furry sheath brush against my pouting pussy lips. I spread my legs as far as I could, and at the same time, Champ hunched forward, and his dick was halfway into my vagina.
I heard Champ let out a whine, and I followed him with a tiny whimper as I could feel him throbbing. Champ steadied himself for a second and pounded me with what seemed like four quick jabs into my now sloppy wet pussy. The first three thrusts seemed to guide his dick along the walls of my stretching vagina, but that fourth one drove his cock deep into my pussy, causing all the air in my stuffed vagina to come blasting out, which caused what some call a pussy fart.
My husband complains when that happens when we have sex, but Champ didn’t complain one bit. I yelled and gripped the chair legs as tight as possible as Champ picked up his fast pace. I tried to match his trust but couldn’t keep up.
I felt my pussy start to quiver and spasm around his stiff dick, and then I exploded hard all over his thrusting cock. Champ must have somehow known or felt me because as soon as I did, he let out a long whine and came in throbbing spurts. I could feel my pussy filling with his warm seed to the point of oozing down my thigh.
I felt his dick swell from what I know now was his locking knot. We stayed there for 10 minutes before I felt Camp pull out of me and heard his dick leaving my sopping vagina.
After I cleaned up, I let Champ out of the house and finished my bath. That was the beginning of a wonderful two weeks.
The End.
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