The Stray
This is an account of an experience I had. This happens some time after my first experiences. Ben had died several years earlier and I moved to the country.
Every morning I would run a couple of miles down the road and a curious black lab would follow me a little ways every morning.
One morning I was feeling particularly naughty and decided to coax him to my house. But he was not cooperating. I looked around. It was early. No one was out. I pulled my shoes and socks off and eased my shorts down.
I was all ready wet with anticipation. I felt dirty. I dipped my fingers inside me and offered them to him. He licked my fingers but didn’t seem interested in the source.
I reached down, there on the grass, exposed to the world. I felt like a dirty little whore. I grabbed his sheath stroking him. He turned and started licking my hand. I continued this for what seemed forever. His cock slowly eased out. I felt his knot under the sheath. I pulled the sheath back over the knot.
He got nervous jumping around, wagging his tail.
I had done doggy bjs by this point and the thought of doing this with a strange dog was just crazy; and stupid in hindsight.
I looked around again and grasped his cock. It twitched in my hand. I lowered my mouth to the cock and took him in my mouth. Immediately, this weirded him out and he jumped around barking really loud right in my ear.
I yanked my shorts back up afraid to get noticed.
There were no cars. No pedestrians. I worked up the nerve to go back over to the dog. I slipped the shorts off again, this time gripping his cock and adjusting it behind him between his rear haunches so it stuck out behind him.
Placing one hand behind me and my weight on that arm, I raised myself missionary style, on tippy toes and positioned his cock to the entrance of my cunny. I eased the cock inside me, rocking forward on my tip-toes as I fucked him in this odd position.
Outdoors in a compromising position like this, it didn’t take long for me to cum hard. He was barking and whimpering but at that second I was beyond caring.
I rolled my knees towards each other, bringing my clenching vagina closer to his spasming cock, then rolled them outward, like an awkward dance. He was cumming inside me. I pulled off him, cum shooting across my belly and pooling in my belly button.
He licked himself. I slipped my clothes back on and started back home.
Now he was following me. Damn dog. I thought.
I opened the sliding glass door around the back, and left it open for him. He hesitated before coming inside. I stripped back down and got in the middle of the floor. He came over cock still dangling down. He tried mounting me, but he was a little clueless. He got off circling me. I wiggled my ass. He mounted again. Clueless.
He circled me, whimpering. Cock dripping. He tried mounting again. I reached back and grabbed him as he thrust, but in doing so lowered my ass. His cock hit that sensitive area between ass and cunny. This actually hurt. I reared forth, and smashed my head on the coffee table.
As I sat there holding my head, this dog was there barking again very loudly right in my ear. And he was spraying my living room floor.
I was frustrated and very mad. Still nude, I walked him right outdoors, turned, and shut the doors behind me once I was back inside.
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Probably not my most arousing work, but I’m sure it reaches a lot of women out there who have been there too. This is also one of the few things I’ve done that I truly feel so stupid about doing. Anyway, hope you liked.
The End.