Wife’s Dog 1
By bezelcrix.
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 through the trees. I dared not hope, but I went closer, and it was a cabin. More like a shack, but it was better than the outdoors. I got Lisa, and we climbed up the hill to the hut. It was empty, of course, but it was shelter. Even better, it had a crude fireplace 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?
I stepped out on the rackety porch and 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 his tail began to wag. A promising sign when confronted with a big and ugly dog. I don’t mean that the dog was ugly. It just looked like he could take a chunk out of you effortlessly.
Lisa loved animals and soon rubbed the dog’s head and scratched its 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 big dog around if a bear should come around.”
We had our canteens, so the 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 would have to do without. With Lisa around, there was one thing I wouldn’t have to forsake. The fire was warm and was one thing I wouldn’t have to forgo. 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 on the porch to clean it. I came back a few minutes later, and there was Lisa, still naked, with the large dog’s head in her lap, scratching its ears.
The dog had its 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, I’d be happy too. “Oh my God,” Lisa said. “Now that’s the kind of tongue you need,” she told 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 dick?” I quipped.
Lisa hit me. “That wasn’t what I meant,” she said.
Whoever built the fireplace must have had in mind what we did then. A long metal, a rusted rod made a good spit. I had the rabbit skerewed, and all we had to do was wait. I sat next to Lisa, but the dog did not 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, gave Lisa a large piece, and then gave another piece 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 ears and looked at us. I was nibbling at her nipples when she jumped. I glanced to see what was wrong. The dog had gotten up and had his nose pressed into Lisa’s pussy. His long tongue came out and swiped at her gash.
“Now make him stop,” Lisa begged me.
“I’m not going to try and make him do anything,” I said. “He’s a big dog.”
“Well, how about me,” Lisa wailed. “The dog is licking me.”
“Doesn’t it feel good?” I asked.
“Oh yeah, it feels good,” she protested. “But-but, he’s a dog.”
“Right now, he just looks like a horny male eating pussy,” I said.
“Well, still you…ohhhhh,” Lisa jerked her legs apart. “But-but, I like it.”
I was splitting my sides. My cock had also gotten very hard. “I guess you should enjoy it till he gets tired then.”
Lisa had spread her leg’s some, and now the dog was able to go to town. I saw that his tongue had opened her pussy lips up, and when he lapped, his tongue would seem to go in her about two inches and then lick up to her clit. Lisa moaned when he did this. Lisa was in for the long haul. I decided that since Lisa was a little tongue-tied right now, I would suck on her tits a little. Lisa moaned from the dog, lapping at her pussy and me at her tits.
“You want me to make him stop now, hon?” I asked.
“Forget it. It feels terrific now,” she said. “Just don’t spread this around.”
I knew how good Lisa’s pussy tasted, and I guess she tasted pretty good to the dog. It now had his nose buried deep in her. His tongue must have been lapping a good six inched in her now. Lisa begged me to fuck her then. I told her that I wasn’t about to make the dog mad. She had reached out and grasped my hard cock, jacking it like mad. If she kept this up, I would cum all over her.
Lisa had turned a little on her side, and the dog moved around to get a better angle to lap her cunt. The dog’s hind quarters were now toward her head. I was sucking a tit when I heard her gasp and looked up to see her staring at the huge, and I mean huge hard cock that was quivering beneath him. I am reasonably large, but this animal had me beat half again. It looked as fat as a soda can and was probably ten or eleven inches long.
When we were first married, Lisa confessed to me that her old boyfriend, Brian, had a big cock. She had never screwed him, but she said that she had often jacked him off and even sucked, what she could, of it. “Is this how big Brian was?”
“No, it’s larger. I mean, the dog’s cock is larger,” she said.
“Looks like he wants something else,” I said.
“Well, he did get us a nice rabbit,” Lisa said, reaching under the animal.
I almost shot my load then as she grasped the enormous red cock. The dog started to hump her hand like he was fucking. I thought a male was a male, even if it were a dog. The dog seemed to sense something, and he moved over her head. The huge cock was right above her face. She stroked it and looked at it with a distant look in her eyes. I had to move aside then. I was being obstructed from my wife by a dog.
Lisa was beyond civilized thinking as the dog kept driving his tongue in her relentlessly. When I moved aside, she had put the hand she was holding my cock with on the dog’s cock with the other one. With one hand before the other one, there was still cock left over. She was jerking the cock hard and fast while pushing her cunt onto his nose harder. From how she looked at it, I should have realized that she was thinking of doing something else. I didn’t get it till she lifted her head and ran her tongue along its underside.
My sweet wife had become some sort of a throwback of evolution. She angled the tip of the cock down and took about two inches of it in her mouth. This made the dog come alive, and he started to make fucking motions like her mouth was a pussy. It was wet and warm. To the dog, I guess that was all he needed. Lisa tired of lifting her head up and suddenly pulled the dog around and down by its cock.
In about a minute, Lisa was on her knees above the dog. The dog let his head lay on the cabin floor while his long tongue speared up into her. Above the dog’s belly, Lisa began to dip her head and suck more and more of the giant animal’s cock into her mouth. The dog held his hind legs up and wide apart to give her access to it just like a man would do. Lisa slid her hand’s down to grasp the cock at the base and began to suck it like she usually did mine, except she could only get half of the thick dog meat into her mouth.
She had a wild look in her eyes as she sucked hard. I couldn’t believe she could get her mouth open enough to suck it, but she did. She was good at deep throating me and trying to do the same to the dog, but its thickness was too much for her. She would stop and pull her mouth off it to look at it, then start again. She must have been sucking the long thick dog cock for about ten minutes when the dog’s humping, just like a man, began to hump slow and hard.
Lisa’s cheeks expanded like she was blowing out on them, and she started choking. I saw her throat muscles begin to swallow, and I knew the dog was cumming. Lisa made several muffled gasps and choked more. Like a wet gaging sound. Then she held her head still, and I saw her cheeks hollow as she sucked hard on the softening cock. When she finally drained the dog, she let the long, limber shaft fall out of her mouth,
The dog’s cum flowed out between her lips when she did. Lisa had to take her hands and stuff the messy dog cum in so she could swallow it all. The dog walked away and laid down, and began to lick his long soft cock. Lisa reached and pulled me between her legs. She wanted to fuck, and I didn’t want her getting mad, especially with her new boyfriend. Her cunt was wet and open for me, and I drove my eight-inch cock in her.
In all the years we have been married, I don’t think she was ever as hot as she was then. When I finally lay exhausted fifteen minutes later, I knew Lisa still wanted more. She kept looking at the dog with a look that said for me to let the dog fuck her. he looked at me real quick. “Do you think I can?” she asked. I told her that was between her and the dog.
Lisa made a sound with her lips, and the dog looked up at her. I told her he would get the idea if she got on her hands and knees. I don’t remember ever seeing Lisa react so fast. She was on her hands and knees and wagging her butt at the dog in a minute. He looked at her and then rose and stalked to her. Usually, a dog has to hop up on the back of whatever he was fucking, but this one just walked over my wife. Lisa is about five foot five, and her height was just suitable for the dog when in the position. It stood around three feet tall when on all fours. If he stood on his hind leg, he would be taller than me.
Its giant cock had stiffened as the dog made humping motions in the air. I told Lisa that she had better guide him in. Reaching back, she captured the fully erect cock and guided it down to her cunt. She held it in place as the dog began to hump. Lisa grunted as if in a bit of discomfort while the dog’s cock seemed to just batter at her flesh. Then Lisa must have relaxed her muscles because the dog’s cock entered her a little. It kept humping away as Lisa tried to adjust to its thickness. The dog seemed not to care if she was ready for him or not. It just wanted to fuck. I saw the dog’s cock pull back before he pushed forward again. His cock was coated with my cum, so I guess I did make it a little easier for her. By now, I wanted to see her take all that big cock in her.
“Come on, baby…fuck that dog dick,” I panted like a dog. “I want to see you take more of it.”
“Ohhh honey, you sure?” she asked and kept humping.
I whispered that I did. If Lisa had been fucking the dog hard, she fucked even harder. She pushed back hard as the dog humped forward. Lisa let out a long wail as the dog sunk his cock into her hilt. Lisa just gritted her teeth and hung on as the dog began to hump into her fast and ferocity. I never believed that a flesh and blood creature could fuck so fast. All my wife could do was let herself be used and grunt.
Little staccato sounds like, “Unh. Unh. Unh.”
Many men would like to see their wives fucked hard like the dog but were afraid to let her near another man that would. I didn’t have to worry about the other man. I knew that as soon as the dog came again, he would go back to licking his cock. I wish I could do that, lick my cock, that is. If the scene weren’t so damned lusty, the dog would have looked comical, humping my wife as she stood over her. The dog let out a howl and slammed harder into her than ever before. Lisa screamed, but not in pain that the dog had done something to her. I looked back, and sure enough, he had driven the huge ball-like protuberance up her cunt. I almost laughed.
“Honey, I think he’s tied you. You will just have to wait till it goes down.”
“How long does that take?” Lisa grimaced.
“Oh, about a half an hour at least,” I told her.
It took twenty-five minutes till he was able to pull his cock from her. He lay down and licked his cock while Lisa caught her breath. It took several minutes till she was able to speak without shuddering. She looked at the dog, happily lapping away.
“Why is he licking his cock?” she asked. “Wasn’t I enough for him?”
I told her that he was only licking his cock because he could.
*****
Later we drifted off to sleep. I awoke with the sun in my eyes and turned for Lisa. She was gone. I got up and looked outside.
On the porch, Lisa sat with the dog between her legs. She leaned forward and had her arms wrapped around him. While he was fucking her, she was scratching behind his ears. Lisa was in heaven having the large dog fucking her as a man would from the front. She lay back, and the dog lay atop her and continued with his humping. Lisa looked back at me when she heard me there and smiled.
“Look at him. He’s fucking me as you do,” she said.
I told her I would kiss her as if the dog had heard me. He thrust his tongue down her throat. She sucked on its long tongue and pulled it deep into her throat. The dog was now pulling his giant cock almost out of her cunt before pushing it back in. I swear that the dog had watched as Lisa and I had fucked yesterday and had learned that this was the way a woman likes to be fucked.
I got so hot for my wife watching her fuck that I had to have her. The dog had ejaculated in her, and he wandered off and lay down to do what all male dogs do. Lisa stopped and said she wanted me to suck all the dog cum from her before we fucked. Her cunt was a little messy, and she swung her cunt off the porch, and I got down between her legs and started eating her. When we were fucking, Lisa and I talked about me sucking her lover’s cum out of her. I said then that I would clean her out if she ever had another cock in her. I never dreamed that the day would come; it was today, and her lover had been a dog.
I let my tongue lick a little, and to my surprise, I found the taste was all Lisa’s pussy. I started to go at her. Then I realized that I was eating the dog’s cum. I didn’t stop as my wife cried for me to lick the dog’s cum from her. The dog saw me licking Lisa’s pussy and walked over. He watched me for a while, then pushed his muzzle in with my mouth, and we licked her together, except the dog had the benefit of a long tongue. I decided to fuck my wife before she fucked the dog too much and got all stretched out. I pushed the dog aside and shoved Lisa. Not to feel left out, the dog started to lick the pussy juice off my cock as I withdrew before slamming back in her.
Lisa later asked me if I liked the dog licking my cock, and I grudgingly admitted that it had felt good. When I came in here, the dog was there to lick my cum out of her cum. Lisa pulled his cock to her face and started sucking his cock. She called me up to watch her, then stuck the giant cock at me.
“Suck,” she said.
I sucked the dog’s cock in. From then on, it was the three of us. She got up, took her tasty cunt away, and fed him my cock. He took me in his mouth and sucked me like a man likes to be sucked. I had a sneaky suspicion that whoever lost him would be missing him.
I came in the dog’s mouth, and Lisa pulled his muzzle to her mouth and started to lick my cum from his tongue. The dog licked all my cum down before she had a real chance to get any. She looked at the dog and called him a greedy pig. The dog looked like a child being punished, and Lisa started laughing. She took the cock in her mouth, and the dog started cumming. She switched the dog cock between us until it dried up.
*****
Later we made our way down the mountain and saw the cars parked in the parking lot shining between the trees. We saw our little Gold pickup and made for it. The dog had tagged along.
When we got into the car, Lisa looked at her four-footed fucker. “I hate to leave you…you are such a good dog.”
The dog seemed to be smiling. Then he was in the cab of the truck next to Lisa. I reached and pulled her door shut.
“Oh honey, we can’t,” she said. “That would be stealing. Well, dog napping, and that’s wrong.”
I told her that dog fucking was considered wrong by most people, at least those who had never tried it.
Then she smiled. “Well, we can’t leave him here all alone, and what about if we want a rabbit or something.”
“Lisa, you know damned well that you want to take him home with us,” I said.
“Well, I guess you’re right.” Then smiling, she said, “Well, you would get jealous of another man, so he’s perfect.”
I was thinking about how much he would eat. I put the truck in gear and drove off. Lisa hugged the great dog and felt his cock.
“Hi fella, ever have your cock sucked in a truck?” she said.
To Be Continued…
*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Remember, even the limited editing done here doesn’t always mean the narrative/plot flaws in a story are fixed.
