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A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 01

By: mccrayj



I'm a military guy, very fit, with hard muscles and a tight butt that ladies always seem attracted to. I'm also married to a lovely, sexy woman, but I just can't seem to stop chasing tail. I also love sliding my hard cock into a nice, tight butt hole. But basically, I'm just a dog who loves to sniff around for horny bitches that I can work over in my own special way. 

I took classes in massage in Germany and attained a public license. Not many Americans can say that. Very few ladies turn down a skilled massage either. That's just one of the hooks. I also have a refined method for eating pussy that drives women crazy. I have had several women who would otherwise not orgasm from oral sex, have earth shattering orgasms with me. Okay, so you think I am feeding you a line of shit, well let me preach on!

Mandi and I met Elvie and Frank in Germany, and they headed back to the states to this desolate military post in the mid-west, with us to follow in about 6 months. We had played cards together and drank more than a few beers. Elvie had always seemed really shy and almost prudish for a German woman. She just didn't seem to relish partying and things like most of the crowd Mandi and I ran with. She was pretty but I never could tell what kind of body she really had. She always wore layers, even in the summer, and tended to dress very modestly, like an old woman who was afraid someone would get a peek of an ankle or something.

We got back together right after Mandi and I returned to the states. In the 6-7 months that Elvie and Frank had been back, they decided to get divorced. We found out later that Frank had met some local slut, who he later married. But that aside, they apparently made the split amenable, and when we talked to Elvie, she seemed more than happy to leave Frank and head back to Germany. 

Both her children from a previous marriage (her husband had been killed in a trucking accident on the autobahn) were still in Germany, and she relished the idea of returning to see them. Her mother had found her a nice apartment in an old, historic building in Nürnberg, and Elvie was quite happy even though things hadn't worked out with Frank. 

She told us that Frank had changed completely after they returned to the states. He bought a brand new Mustang GT, and immediately started cruising the streets (what little there was here) and met up with a local girl whom he decided he liked much better than Elvie. Since she was due to fly out in about a week, we invited her to stay with us. 

She had some really nice German furniture, a decorative bar combo unit, and a beautifully upholstered German corner unit called an eckebank. We helped her sell the bar unit, and she got a really nice price for it. We had the eckebank set up in the dining area at our house and used it as our eating and drinking place, after deciding to buy it from her.

A couple of days after Elvie moved in with us, I came in from work to find Mandi and Elvie out back in the shade on the deck, and neither was feeling any pain. They had demolished a couple of bottles of wine and were well into another. Mandi was already beginning to slur a bit, and they obviously hadn't eaten much. 

To my surprise, Elvie was wearing some really short shorts and a loose shirt, and I could see a nice lace bra underneath. Mandi was in shorts and an athletic top. Those wonderful 36C's of hers were jutting proudly through the thin, stretch fabric. I enjoyed the view for a moment, but wondered why they stayed outside in the worst heat of the day. 

They obviously decided that they needed some sun, and had stayed for a while. I asked who was hungry, and when they both eagerly agreed, I went into the kitchen, deciding on some grilled burgers. As I mixed the ground meat mixture, I watched out the kitchen window as the late afternoon sun began creeping up on the deck. I stuck my head out the sliding doors and asked them if they needed a blanket or something so they could cop some rays, and suggested they might want to grab a bathing suit. This was met with giggling and a rush inside to change clothes. 

I heard Elvie tell Mandi that she didn't have a bathing suit, and then I heard some rummaging around and some tittering. Mandi came back to the kitchen and I refilled both wine glasses, and she went back into the bedroom. After about 10 minutes, I heard the two of them coming through the house. 

Mandi said, "Tell Elvie she looks fine in this bathing suit." 

I turned from my work patting out burgers and almost choked. Elvie was wearing one of Mandi's skimpiest string bikinis, one we had gotten while we vacationed in Nice, France, last summer. Elvie looked positively gorgeous, and had a killer body. She had large, firm tits that stuck out proudly, and a tight, narrow waist that swelled to wonderful hips and a nice butt that started to cause twinges in my cock. I never thought 36-24-36 was anything but a fond wish of some pervert, but my engineer eye told me Elvie was possibly the real deal. 

"Damn!" I exclaimed, "Where have you been hiding?" 

She giggled, and Mandi laughed, telling me, "We have a story for you while you cook the burgers." 

Elvie blushed demurely, but then smiled with slight Mona Lisa smile. I was positive she enjoyed the attention, and the compliment. Mandi, in a bikini barely less revealing than Elvie's, led the way out to the deck. I fired up the grill, and proceeded to cook burgers while Mandi told me an interesting narrative.

When Frank met Elvie several years ago in Germany, some time after her first husband's death, they hit it off quite well. But Elvie noticed that he wasn't comfortable going to places like the beach, or large lakes, especially where women were topless. He was always commenting about women who wore something as simple as tight fitting clothing being sluts or whores. He was adamant about Elvie not going topless at the beach or lake. He bought her a one-piece bathing suit that looked like something her grandmother wore. 

But he was wonderful to her kids, made a determined effort to learn to speak German, which he did fairly well, and in spite of his prudish behavior toward her, they married. They had a comfortable marriage while they were in Germany, and her relatives seemed to like Frank just fine. But it was Frank who was the reason for her dressing so school marm-ish. Elvie chimed in occasionally, adding her personal comments. 

By the time Mandi finished her story, the burgers were done. Mandi and Elvie had stretched out on a couple of blankets on the deck and were copping rays. I had set my big umbrella up so it shaded me and the grill. They had soaked down in suntan lotion, and both looked delicious lying there cooking in the sun. 

I took the burgers in, made plates for all three of us, grabbed another bottle of wine from the cooler and a beer for me, and headed to the deck. I almost dropped the tray with the food and drinks. Mandi and Elvie were both topless, laid out peacefully on their blankets, copping rays and enjoying life. What a wonderful sight!

"Who's hungry?" I asked them. 

Mandi sat up, stretched, and told Elvie it was time to eat. 

"Better grab your top," she told Elvie, "we might get a neighbor upset." 

Both slipped their tops back on, and grabbed a plate and refilled their wine. I moved the umbrella so it would shade our café table, and we pulled up chairs around it and ate quietly, enjoying the food. The big, juicy cheeseburger seemed to sober Mandi up a bit, and she ate with a relish. Elvie was slow at first, but soon began to tear through her burger. 

When I asked if they had eaten anything at all today, they both nodded no. We finished eating our food, and I refilled the wine glasses for Mandi and Elvie and then cleared the table. I took everything back to the kitchen and started cleaning up, washing dishes while keeping an eye on the girls. 

As soon as I went in, they went back to their blankets for some more sun, doffing the tops and taking turns rubbing sun tan lotion on each other. I was getting a hard on just watching this, and still was incredulous over finding out that after all this time, Elvie had a killer body and apparently didn't mind showing it off in a casual, European way.

After I finished cleaning up, I got out of my clothes and into some comfortable shorts and sandals. I took a beer and a boom box out to the deck, and turned on some music. Mandi and Elvie ran out of wine again, so I got yet another bottle. As the sun faded behind the tree tops, the temperature had gone down to a reasonable 92° and the humidity had settled down some. 

Mandi and Elvie didn't have any more sun, so they folded the blankets, donned the tops, and settled down on the bench seats around the deck to talk about what was coming up. During the chat, Mandi mentioned how nice the breeze felt, and since it was getting dark, she didn't need her top anymore. She slipped the bikini top off and dropped in on the bench. Elvie decided she would join and did the same. 

Elvie would be leaving for Germany in two days, and Mandi and I would use Frank's new Mustang to drive her to the airport. This was about a 130 mile trek to the major metro area where one of the largest hubs in the mid-west was located. She had a direct connection to Frankfurt, and from there, she had a transfer to Lufthansa to Nürnberg. We made plans on timing, what Elvie might want to wear, what carry on items to take, and just general chat. They continued to down the wine, and had demolished 5 bottles from the case I had bought a couple of days before.

We stayed on the deck after it got dark, enjoying the little breeze that blew in, and listened to music. I noticed that when Mandi went into the house to go to the bathroom, she staggered a bit, and bumped into the door. She and Elvie got into a giggling fit over this. Elvie had slowed down on the wine some, and Mandi hadn't. 

When Mandi returned from the bathroom, Elvie went, and Mandi took the opportunity to refill her glass. When Elvie returned, she sipped a bit, and watched Mandi down her glass. After about 15 minutes, Mandi got up again, as though to go into the house, and began to lose her balance. I grabbed her, held her upright and took her on into the house. She was warm and a bit slippery from the sun tan lotion, and in nothing but her bathing suit bottom, there was little to grab onto. 

I thought she wanted to go to the bathroom again, but she pulled away and told me to take her into the bedroom. She turned and sat on the edge of the bed, looking really trashed. I slipped her bikini bottom off her hips and down her legs, and helped her lay back, grabbing her legs and rolling her into a comfortable position on her side. I put a towel under her head in case she got sick and threw up before she could get to the toilet.

I returned to the deck to find Elvie leaning back against the deck railing, hands behind her head. Her tits looked wonderful, and I enjoyed the view. I grabbed my beer and sat on one of the bench cushions next to her. I sipped my beer, as she asked what happened to Mandi. 

"One glass of wine too many," I replied, and she chuckled. 

"I hope that doesn't happen to me," she said with a giggle. 

I mumbled something about not having to worry, and asked her how she was feeling about leaving Frank and returning to Germany. As she was talking, I casually sat my beer down and slipped my shorts off, so I was naked. I picked up my beer. She continued to talk, not missing a beat like she hadn't noticed. 

As she went on, I reached over and pulled on one of the string ties on her bikini bottom, untying it. She sat her wine glass down, stopped talking for a minute, and slipped the bottom off and laid it on the bench. Typically European, she had done little to trim a dark patch of pubic hair. Apparently the reason they took a few minutes to change into bathing suits was her effort to quickly trim up some of the bush so she wouldn't stick out of the tiny bikini. 

She resumed her explanation, and then began to thank me and Mandi for letting her stay there and helping her sell her furniture. 

I told her, "No problem. We always try to help friends out." 

She sipped a little more wine, and after a brief chuckle, leaned her back toward me. I moved my arm and she leaned back into my chest, turning slightly away from me and placing one long, beautiful leg up on the bench. 

"Can I tell you something?" she whispered to me in a conspiratorial tone. 

I whispered back, "Sure." 

She scooted back into me some more, and I wrapped my arms around her, grabbing those nice, plump, C-cup breasts in each hand. Her nipples were rock hard. 

"I didn't mention this to Mandi, but my first husband didn't have a very large...his manhood was...." 

I interrupted and said, "He had a small cock!" 

"Yeah, not so big." 

It sounded so cute in her German accent that I wanted to laugh out loud. 

She went on, "So when I met Frank, I thought maybe this time it would be different. Well he was a little bigger but not much. I guess it was okay but he never did make me...you know...feel good." 

I asked, "You didn't have an orgasm?" 

"Well, a couple of times, maybe, but almost never." 

I took this with a grain of salt until she followed this up with, "Mandi and I were talking this afternoon and she said you were pretty large, and maybe I should try you out before I go back to Germany."

I almost bit my tongue, since I had already wondered how I would approach this German babe and see if I could get some of that pussy. This changed the ball game completely. 

"I think I could do that," I told her softly as I continued to caress her breasts. 

I kissed her neck, and she stretched her arms over her head and around my neck. I kissed the side of her face and neck some more, and then gently pushed her away. I stood up and took her hand and helped her to her feet. For the first time, I realized that she was a bit shorter than Mandi. I had always seen her in low heels. 

I love a petite woman, especially one with plenty of tits and ass. And I was amazed that someone this short could have legs that looked so long. She was nice. I pulled her to me and kissed her, grinding my quickly hardening cock into her crotch and got a firm grip on her ass. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed back, passionately, and retuned the pressure on her crotch. 

She kept her arms around my back for a little while, and as I broke away from the kiss, and took one of her hands and slowly placed it on my cock. I was pretty well hard but not quite finished yet, and she almost purred. 

"Mandi was right," she whispered to me, "I have to feel it in me." 

I turned and sat back on the bench, pulling her to me. I lifted her leg to the bench, and she realized what I was doing and climbed up on the bench on her knees, straddling me. I reached under her and grabbed my cock, now raging hard, and rubbed it along her slit, feeling her pussy starting to get slippery. I placed the head at the entrance to her pussy, and grabbing her hips, held her suspended with just the tip of my cock working upward into her pussy. 

I kissed her again, working some tongue into her mouth, and she responded with urgency, trying to drop down on my cock. I held her hips up so she couldn't get penetration at first, until after breaking off the kiss, I quickly pushed down on her hips, slamming my cock all the way inside her. Her clit ground into my pubes, and she stayed there, writhing and gasping while I continued to hold her hips down and not let her ride too quickly. She moaned and said something in German under her breath, something I didn't understand in spite of my prowess in the German language.

I picked her hips up an inch or two, and dropped her back on to my cock. She rode up and down on me, not getting but an inch or so out until she immediately plunged right back down on me. I could feel the nub of her cervix as she ground down on me, and I had the odd thought that she had probably never had a cock press into her this deep before. She didn't seem to want to ever remove it from the fullest penetration, so I let go of the controlling grip on her hips and grabbed her tits, pulling them together where I could play with both nipples with my tongue. 

She had a death grip on my shoulders and began to bounce in earnest now, riding my cock. I moved my hands back to her hips and assisted. She began to slam down hard on my cock, and bent her head over to my shoulder. I thought for a second she would bite me, but she pressed her face hard into the cup of my shoulder. 

In a few more seconds, she had a spasm that I felt with my cock, and she groaned into my shoulder and blasted her way into an orgasm. She shook and shuddered, and slowly stopped bouncing and after taking all of my cock, began to slowing writhe around on it. I let her go until she finally stopped and pushed back from me. 

She smiled and said, "That was so good." 

I smiled and said, "Glad I could help!" 

She reached over to the rail and got her wine glass, and took a sip. After setting her glass down, she picked up my beer and offered me some. I let her tip the beer into my mouth and got a long drink. She sat the beer down and started grinding back into my crotch.

She closed her eyes and just let the feeling of her previous orgasm work through her. I didn't know what I could get her to do, but considering that she was loosened up from the wine and a great orgasm, I decided to see what she was made of. 

I slowly lifted her hips up until she was almost clear of my cock, and reached down and grabbed it and began to slide it up and down her slit, occasionally working back to her asshole, then forward to her clit, rubbing it roughly before sliding back again. It was slippery wet from her pussy, and I pushed back into her pussy again to keep my cock lubricated, and began teasing her slit again. I kept this up for a couple of minutes. 

She had her eyes tightly closed, and let me take care of the action. When I reached her back hole one last time, instead of moving my cock forward, I pressed down on her hips, letting the head slip into her tight back hole. She gasped lightly, but didn't open her eyes. I pushed the head of my cock clear of her anal ring and began to tongue her nipples again. She pulled the back of my head tighter to her, and gently moaned. 

I held still to see what she would do, and she began to work her hips in a circle, slowly working my cock into her ass. It slipped deeper with each circular motion until she finally sank back and it was in completely. 

After a low groan she opened her eyes and whispered in my ear, "Im meine arsch geficken." 

She wanted me to fuck her ass, and I guess she wasn't sure what to say in English, or didn't care. I began to lift her hips up and down, until she took over and began to grind down into me like she did when she had my cock in her pussy. 

She began a low whimpering into my shoulder, but didn't stop, steadily bouncing on my cock, taking the entire length into her ass. I worked her nipples one more time, and as she began to moan louder, I felt my orgasm coming on. 

I whispered in her ear, "I'm going to cum in your ass." 

She began humping into me even harder, and I felt the first shot of cum boiling up. I pushed up off the bench, and shot a load of cum deep into her ass as she plunged down on me. A second shot soon followed and as I was finally settling down, felt her spasm and she worked into a second orgasm, grinding her clit hard into my crotch.

She sank down onto my chest, breathing harshly and raggedly for a few minutes, totally spent. As my cock began to soften, it slowly slipped from her ass, and within seconds I felt a drip of cum leak out. A faint aroma of shit slowly crept up around my nose, not really stinky, just lightly obvious. She reached up and took another sip of wine, wrinkled her nose, and without a word, slipped off me and headed into the house. 


A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 01



I grabbed my beer and went into the kitchen. The cold blast of air conditioned air felt wonderful on my body, and I grabbed a paper towel, dampened it in the sink, and cleaned my cock. I retuned to the deck with a fresh beer and clean cock, and sat back on the bench. Elvie returned a few minutes later, and sat down with me. I had filled her wine glass before she returned, and she grabbed the glass, tipped it toward me in a salute, and we each took a drink. 

Elvie grabbed my arm and pressed her breasts up against me and whispered, "That was so nice. Mandi could not have known how much I needed that." 

I chuckled under my breath and replied, "I'm sure she did. I'm a happy camper too." 

She smiled in the now increasing moon light, and told me, "When I felt you go into my bottom there, I didn't know if I could handle something your size. But it felt so good I had to keep going. I don't do that very often, but I like it sometimes." 

I had to respond, "Well, I guess you must have liked it this time." 

She blushed in the moon light and turned her head away shyly. I took her chin in my hand and turned her face back to me. 

"You do what feels good to you," I told her, "and never, ever be ashamed or shy about it." 

She smiled again and took another sip of wine. I leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Did Mandi tell you about the very best thing I do?" 

She looked at me with a mixture of surprise and curiosity and asked, "What are you taking about?" 

I nuzzled her ear and whispered even lower, "Let me show you." 

She was curious, and watched as I got up, and took both blankets and made a comfortable pad on the decking. I took her glass, sat it on the decking beside the blanket, and pulled her over and had her lay down on her back. 

She was looking at me curiously, but before she could say anything, I pursed my lips and went "Shhh!" 

I leaned over her, gently kissed her tits, and slowly kissed my way down her stomach. When I reached her pubic hair, she sensed what I was up to and slowly spread her legs as my face got closer to her pussy. I dived down and did a slow lick up her slit. 

She let out a low moan, and opened her legs further. I didn't need to tease too much, and after a probe of my tongue into her pussy, went for her clit. It was beginning to come out for action, and I coaxed it out even more. I quickly began my special method of sucking the clit between my pursed lips and immediately pushing it back out with my tongue. 

When I get into this action with a fast rhythm, I am yet to have a woman fail to have an orgasm. She was no exception. She lasted about 60 seconds before digging into the blanket and pulling at my hair. She shot off into orgasm land, grinding her pussy hard into my face. She wasn't too loud, fortunately, because all I needed was Mandi or some curious neighbor to come looking for the source of the noise. 

Elvie was greedy, though, and kept urging me on. I released the lip grip on her clit for a short time, stroking my tongue up and down her pussy, probing at her pussy and asshole, before returning to her clit. This time she grabbed the back of my head and pressed down hard until she had almost half her weight on my neck. I soon began to hope she would have another orgasm before I ran out of neck strength, and fortunately, she did. She apparently had an orgasm that came in small waves, over and over, and I could feel the spasms and when I slid a finger into her pussy, the muscles gripping my finger like a fist. This got me hard again.

After she settled down from that orgasm, I pushed her legs back toward her head as I slid up her body, and before she had time to recover, pushed the entire length of my cock into her pussy and began to pound into her with a fury. She gripped my arms tightly and had a look of pain on her face, but rode my cock until she finally wrapped her legs around me and began to work her hips in a circle, gasping into another orgasm. 

I didn't feel I could get there again any time soon, and was getting tired, so I let her relax on my cock, and finally slid off her. She lay there stretched out on the blanket, panting slowly. I got up and sat back down on the bench, sipping my beer. She finally struggled to her feet, and sat back down beside me, although without touching me. 

She sipped her wine and finally looked at me with a grin. "Mandi is a very lucky woman," she said with a leer. 

"Well, even though she said you should have a shot at sex with me, let's not mention this. What she said while drinking wine may not necessarily be what she honestly would want to happen," I told her. 

"I guess you could be right," Elvie said, "I don't want to upset her." 

"Good girl," I told her. 

"I think I am about ready to go to sleep," Elvie said quietly. 

"Really!" I teased, "I would have thought that you would want me to put it back in your bottom again." 

She made a mocking effort to slap at me and then stood up, tits bouncing in the moon light. 

"No more tonight for you," she said. 

She turned and headed into the house. I picked up the blankets, folded them, and grabbed my beers and the bathing suit parts, and took them back into the house. After locking the door, I started through the house only to be grabbed from the darkness. A small hand reached out and took my cock, and pulled at it. 

Elvie pressed up against me and whispered, "Thank you." 

Then she was gone into the guest room.

I went to the bathroom and took a leak. As I entered my bedroom, Mandi was face down, sprawled on the bed with that luscious ass stuck up high in the air. She must have gotten up sometime and when she returned to the bed, basically fell into it. She had her legs wide apart, and I could see her pussy and asshole. 

I started playing with her asshole. Mandi had some physical problems that prevented me from getting any of that fine ass most of the time, and the times I could were few and far between. I got some lotion from the nightstand and eased a slippery finger into her bottom. She barely groaned, so I pushed two into her. She didn't make a sound, so I worked them deep into her rectum, lubricating her thoroughly until she began to loosen up. 

I finished by greasing my now hard cock well, and easing over her ass, began to press the head into her tight asshole. She moaned slightly, but I assumed that since she was so drunk, she wouldn't feel a thing, and I was now really hot from just wearing Elvie out and needed to come a second time. I pushed the length of my cock into her ass and began to stroke. 

Her asshole was excruciatingly tight, and deep in her ass it felt like a small furnace. She didn't move, and I began to slowly and carefully stroke in and out of her asshole until a tightness began to build in my balls and I finally let loose with a blast of cum deep in Mandi's ass. I slid off her slowly, and watched as her little back hole slowly closed up. I slipped back to the bathroom, washed up, and after returning, rolled Mandi under the sheets and went to sleep.

The next day was an off day for me, and I woke easily with the sun coming up. I got out of bed quietly, not wanting to interrupt the low snoring coming from the bundle of sheets next to me. I decided that since Mandi and Elvie would probably sleep for a while, I didn't put anything on. I got a beer, and sat at the eckebank musing about the previous night. 

I turned on the TV and watched the news, and started making some breakfast. I didn't think the smell of fresh cooking bacon would be so powerful an alarm clock, but as I was beating up some eggs to cook an omelet, and felt a hand snake around me and grab my cock. I turned to find a bleary-eyed Mandi, naked, teasing me with a hand job. 

She pressed into me and said, "Good morning." 

I whispered, "Don't wake Elvie up." 

"I won't," she whispered back, and letting me go, reached for the coffee pot. 

Before I could get back to my culinary efforts, though, Elvie came around the corner into the kitchen. She hadn't put anything on either. 

She looked at us and laughed, saying, "I'm glad I am not overdressed." 

We all laughed, and Mandi mumbled about putting something on. I protested, and said we had plenty of time to dress after we eat. They agreed, and we had breakfast without bothering to dress.

Later, we took Elvie out for lunch, and then went for a drive, ending up at a spot on the river where we liked to swim. We decided to go skinny dipping, and enjoyed the water. We grabbed a quick bite of dinner back at the house, and turned in early, since we had to take Elvie to the airport the next day. 

After Mandi and I climbed into bed, she slid over next to me and whispered, "Did Elvie make you horny?" 

"A little," I replied, "Why?" 

"Well, I wondered why you decided to put that thing up my butt last night. I barely remember it but I know you did. My butthole was sore today." 

I was casual and said, "Sorry about that. Are you okay now?" 

She snuggled in next to me and whispered, "I'm just fine. After we get back from taking Elvie to the airport, you owe me a massage, and some good tongue." 

I told her that would be just fine with me and gave her a kiss. 

"Go to sleep now," I told her, and she turned over. 

The trip to the airport was uneventful, and after we returned Frank's car, we went back home and I gave Mandi the massage and tongue action she needed. She never knew about the session with Elvie. Oddly enough, a few years later, we would rekindle our friendship with Elvie in Germany, but that is another story for another time.



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 02



Having just returned from overseas assignment in Germany, I was sent to a military post that is often euphemistically referred to as being lost in the woods. Not that I didn't like fishing and hunting, but having to drive 30 miles for a decent steak and a bottle of wine was like living in purgatory.

Our friend Elvie had only been gone a couple of weeks as Mandi and I continued to settle into a rental house about 8 miles from work. We got acquainted with a few of the neighbors, and early one hot July evening, several people that knew the neighbors were visiting. Among them were a couple of local girls who were sort of cute in a redneck, slutty way that I liked occasionally. 

One of them was a big girl, long black hair, who wasn't exactly fat as having large proportions. Now I'm sure she would have been happy weighing about 40 pounds less but she was actually fine looking. Her name was Timmy.

I have been known to enjoy rubbing nasties with a big girl or two, and God knows I just love nothing better than to be balls deep in a tight asshole nestled in between two big round butt cheeks being spread apart by a plump babe nasty enough to let me do it. I hoped Timmy would be one of those.

I picked up mass quantities of beer from on post, iced it down and we proceeded to have an impromptu party. As it got dark, I found myself alone with Timmy out on the back deck and decided to see what her frame of mind was, especially since she had a few beers under her belt and was acting really friendly. I got close to her and smiled, talking about mundane things, and chatted for a few. 

She was in a jolly mood and I noticed that she had a couple of buttons on her blouse unbuttoned that had been tightly buttoned before. I got a really good view of some deep cleavage and what were obviously some big, no, really big breasts. 

When she saw me obviously looking, she asked, "Do you like what you see?" 

I couldn't help myself, and answered, "Why, very much, thank you, and when will I get to see more?" 

Hardly taken aback, she replied, "Whenever you want!" 

I was eager to see if this big momma was serious, so I strolled back around the house and out front, making an appearance and checking to see where my wife, Mandi, was located. She was busy with a neighbor across the street and asked if wanted to go over there for a few minutes to see her new couch. I declined politely, and eased back into the house, finding Timmy coming from the bathroom. 

"Let me get you a refill and then walk with me to take my dog for a walk," I told her. 

She said that sounded fine and we got refills, put the dog on a leash and headed out the back to walk down to the end of the neighborhood. The street, if you want to call a half paved, half gravel one-lane trail around the houses a street, circled behind the house, down through trees past a couple of empty lots, past a couple of mobile homes at the far end, and back. There was a nice, well screened area partially lit by someone's outdoor lights at the end of the street.

We got to the secluded area at the curve and I stopped, took a sip of beer, and asked, "Were you serious about letting me see some more of those luscious breasts." 

She giggled and said, "I shouldn't, you know. Besides, you're married." 

"I'm not dead, and you have beautiful breasts that I would love to see, touch and kiss," I retorted, and eased close beside her. 

I sat my beer down on the ground and reached over to gently feel one of those pendulous breasts hanging in her bra. They felt large, yet teasingly soft. 

She backed away for a moment, but then said, "You really want to see them, don't you." 

I told her, almost too quickly, "I wouldn't have asked if I didn't." 

She smiled softly and said, "Well if you really want to...." 

She started pulling her shirt out of her pants waistband. She unbuttoned her shirt as my dog yawned and laid down. Pulling her shirt back, she popped the front clasp of her bra loose and good gawd almighty out popped some of the biggest tits I had ever seen in my life. 

They were creamy white and had large areola topped by small, rock hard nipples. And they didn't hang like I thought breasts that size should, but sat up reasonably well on her chest. 

"Beautiful," I gushed. 

"Thanks," was her brief reply. 

I took the beer from her hand, sat it on the ground and leaned in and kissed the nipple of her left breast. She laughed under her breath, and then let me explore further. I gently kneaded her breasts and kissed and sucked, trying to get as much of that fabulous tit in my mouth as possible. She enjoyed the attention, sharply increasing her breathing and I noticed her head went back and her eyes shut. 

I took advantage and went to the other breast, working my oral ministrations to their maximum. After a few minutes, I began working my hand into the crotch of her pants, slowly rubbing along the outside to put pressure on her clit. She opened her legs for a moment, gasped a couple of times and then suddenly roused from her reverie. 

"We better head back, "she cautioned. 

I broke away unwillingly, but watched as she gently sheathed the monsters and buttoned her shirt. We headed back to the house and she left shortly.

Two weeks later, we had a small gathering of folks for a hot summer barbecue and "Tho-down." Timmy and her friend arrived later in the evening and brought some wine. The whole soiree turned into a drunken brawl for the most part. 

I stayed sober, sipping a light beer, in case the party tried to get out of hand. Most of the serious drunks got rides home, but later, after Mandi had crashed from way too much wine, I found myself with Timmy out on the back deck again, and her friend had left her there. I asked her how she was getting home and she didn't know. I shooed the last of the party goers out the door, put some food and water in the dog bowls and offered to drive her home. She gladly accepted.

It was a short drive of about 12-15 minutes in my classic VW Bug. Not long after we took off, I reached over to give her a hug and pulled her closer to me. She had drank a few glasses of wine and wasn't hurt but wasn't sloppy either. As she leaned over, I thought she was going to lean those breasts up against me, only to have her keep going into the crotch of my pants. 

She clawed my zipper and reached inside (I wasn't wearing underwear), and pulled my cock free. She swallowed it in one gulp. Now this was quite a sight, watching this big girl twisting around in the front seat of a VW Bug, but what wasn't amusing was what she was doing to my cock. She had a mouth like a Hoover vacuum. Damn she could suck a cock. I was hard in about 5 seconds and was totally engulfed down her throat in about 7 seconds. It was the first time I had anyone take the whole thing all the way down their throat.

When we arrived at her house, I inelegantly stuffed my hard on into my shorts, leaving an obvious tent, but no one was around to see. We dashed in to her house, and immediately began kissing and clawing at each others' clothes like two sexed starved monsters. We undressed on the way to the bedroom, and I got one last glimpse of those beautiful breasts was as we wandered into the bedroom. She locked the door. 

"What's that for?" I asked. 

"In case my roomie comes home," she replied. 

Oh well, I was still wanting to bounce the big babe around. I asked to light a candle, turn on the bathroom light, anything to let me have a better view of this Ruebenesque momma in all her glory. Unfortunately, she would have none of it. 

When I asked what she was hiding, especially since I had seen her breasts, she simply replied, "I just don't like for anyone to see me naked." 

Well, since indulging my voyeuristic instincts was apparently out of the question, I set to the business at hand, sending Timmy to the moon. I kissed my way around and over those magnificent breasts, and this time I wasn't stopped when I got a finger or two into her crotch. I got a nice handful of pussy juice and lubed her pussy until I found her clit. I gently rubbed while I continued to suck her breasts until out of the blue, she made a brief shudder and gasped for breath. 

I was at a loss for a moment but kept going. She settled back down and began moving her hips around. In just a couple of more minutes of finger work on her clit, she again shuddered and gasped slightly, and then settled back down. I worked my way down her stomach, kissing and licking while she guided my head to the promised land. She smelled wonderful, hot, juicy and horny. I love the smell of pussy that has been excited to the point of free running juice.

I figured she was already primed so I took no time at all in getting to her pussy with my trademark clit action. I sucked her clit, and a really big clit at that, between my lips and thrust it back out with the tip of my tongue, only to suck it back in again. This effort set her to a hip thrusting wiggle, but she made little sound. Then, without warning, another little gasp and shudder. That's when it dawned on me that she was having an orgasm. 

I had not really encountered someone this quiet for quite some time. But I decided to see how long she would go before one of us gave up. I worked a finger into her pussy, then two. She squirmed around but the squirm was for more fingers. I worked a finger into her asshole, and then two, until my hand was pretty much engulfed in her pussy and ass. After that she really got her pussy grinding into my face and her ass onto my fingers. She had two or three more of her little shudders and that's when I found out who would quit first. It was me. 

After rocking her through about 5 of these minor shudders and gasps, my tongue started getting tired and my hand and arm got tired, especially since I was holding a large amount of her weight. I slowly backed off, drew my fingers out and regained normal breathing. 

I worked my way back up that big, plush body, pausing to pay more homage to the tits, and found my cock probing at the entrance to her pussy. Before I could bury it, though, she whirled around and engulfed me in her mouth again. She swallowed me to the hilt several times, and I found myself about to come down her throat. I probably would have blasted a load of cum down her throat if I could have seen what was going on. 

I stopped her, rolled her back onto the bed and threw her legs back onto her stomach. With no hesitation, I slammed my cock balls deep into her pussy. She was surprisingly tight, considering the amount of pussy juice running in rivulets down my legs, and pleasantly hot. I started stroking with a steady, hard rhythm that had her doing the gasp and shudder in no time. Damn this girl could cum, albeit quietly!

I went at it for several minutes until I decided to take a break, so I turned her over onto her knees. I slammed back into that pussy, really pounding away. I was going at it so hard I didn't notice if she had any more orgasms. I slowed down, and noticed that my eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness, and there was more residual light from the neighborhood than I had first noticed.

There in front of me was a big, beautiful white ass, and every thrust sent a ripple all the way to her waist. I eased back a moment to savor the view, and stroked for a while longer. Then, hoping for the best, slid all the way out and back in, slowly, until after a few tries slid on past her pussy and up to her asshole. I couldn't see it but I felt it, and with a split second of hesitation, slowly eased it in her asshole. 

I managed to work my cock all the way in when she pulled away and suddenly and said, "I can't." 

She spun around and sat up on the bed looking at me, and I asked why. 

"I just can't. I'll do anything else you want, but I just can't do that." 

I didn't feel like pressing the issue, so I asked her to wait a minute. I went into the bathroom, found some toilet paper, and quickly gave my cock a quick wash. She stayed sitting on the bed that entire time as though she could actually see me. 

I returned to the bed, had her lay on her back with her head hanging over the edge, and worked my cock into her mouth. Someone nearby must have turned on a porch light about that time, because more light entered the room. I looked down at those big, bouncing tits and proceeded to throat fuck her. I leaned over a bit and began fingering her pussy, and she grabbed my hand to guide it to the right spot. 

She continued holding onto my wrist as I picked up the tempo until I felt that wonderful feeling and thrust my cock as deep as my balls would let me down into her throat, and let loose a blast of cum. I held it for a few seconds as the spasms kept coming, and then gradually pulled out of her mouth. She went through a couple of gasps and shudders about that time and I figured that was about enough orgasms for one night. She rolled back onto the bed, and lay there breathing lightly. 

I asked how she felt, and she said simply, "Wonderful. I needed that." 

Just to be sure, I asked what the little gasp and shudder was, if maybe that would happen to be an orgasm. 

"Oh yeah," she said. "I like having them like that, over and over." 

I asked about having any light, and she just said, "I'm not comfortable with anyone seeing me naked." 

"But I love a large, voluptuous woman like you," I protested. 

"Sorry, but that's just me. Same with having you in my bottom. I just can't do that even if I like it." 

Perplexed, I pressed on. "But if you like it, why not?" 

Well, she went into an explanation of how she heard about a bad disease coming from anal sex, and she was scared it would happen to her, so she decided she wouldn't put herself at risk for a disease that could kill her. 

"Do you know what disease that is?" I asked incredulously. 

"I'm not sure." 

I gave her a brief explanation about AIDS, how it had been discovered, how it worked, that it didn't just result from anal sex, and if both parties were clean, anal sex could be quite nice. 

"Well..... it felt nice after a couple of seconds," she acknowledged. 

"Then why not enjoy it?" I asked. 

"Well, are you sure you can't get something bad from this?" 

I thought to myself that I had fallen into the twilight zone. 

"You mentioned that you just had a physical. Were you tested for any diseases of any kind?" 

She replied, "Yes, and the doctor said I was squeaky clean. I don't have sex very often, and he asked me about that. But yes, you can be comfortable knowing I don't have anything you can catch." 

Thank god dumb isn't contagious, I thought to myself. 

"Well, I get tested on a regular basis because of regulations, and I am clean as a whistle. So why not try something you might enjoy?" 

She thought about it for a minute (I swear I thought I saw some light coming from her ears) and said, "Well, if you think it won't be any trouble!" 

Trouble! Sliding my cock up your ass and loading it full of cum is no trouble at all, I thought to myself. So I went back to the bathroom and with the small amount of light that reached it, I saw what appeared to be baby oil. I asked and she said that indeed, she had some baby oil in the bathroom. 

"Why?"

"Just to keep things slippery," I told her. 

She had a low chest at the bottom of the bed with a padded top (I was finally able to make out details in the room) so I had her get on the chest on her knees and lay her upper body on the bed. That big, beautiful white ass was spread out in the dim light for me.

I started eating her pussy from behind, slowly licking from her clit up to her butthole and back. This got her started again, wiggling her butt and sighing. I took a little baby oil and poured some on my fingers, and worked one into her butt. Her asshole was tight and warm and I slipped a finger in easily. She wiggled some more and I slid another finger in. 

I got a thumb of the other hand on her clit and began a slow massage, pumping my thumb around her clit as I stroked her butthole with my fingers. She spread her legs wider apart until her knees were almost at the edges of the chest. Damned if she didn't have another one of those sneaky little quiet orgasms again. Without a word, I stroked my cock back to a full hard on and slowly stroked her pussy and ass with the head. 

After a few seconds of this, I slowly slid the head down her ass crack, pausing as soon as I felt her butthole and pressed in. My cock slipped in so easily I thought at first I missed and went into her pussy. 

I knew better in a second when she blurted out, "Ohh, does that feel nice." 

I decided that she wasn't going to need any adjustment time so I began stroking in earnest. I watched to see if she had another orgasm but apparently she didn't. I went after her ass with a relish, loving the feeling of a tight, hot, slippery asshole gripping my cock like a small, delicate hand.

After a few minutes, she said, "Are you going to cum?" 

I said that was very likely but I needed her help. 

"What can I do?" she asked. 

"Just reach back and grab both those beautiful buns and hold them wide apart for me so I can get every bit of my cock in." 

Merciful heaven she reached back with both hands and grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them wide open. I started stroking her asshole in earnest now, enjoying the view and hoping beyond hope that her neighbor didn't turn off the porch light that was giving me such a wonderful view. I ratcheted up the stroke and was really pounding into her when I noticed another one of the gasp, shudder orgasms. 

Well, that helped my cause and within another minute I was emptying my second load, albeit small, deep into her rectum. I finished up and slowly withdrew from her ass. 

She turned around and sat down on the chest, and with a small smile, said, "Was that okay?" 

I gently leaned down and kissed her lips and told her she was absolutely wonderful. When I told her she was a true 1% lady, she was curious. I explained that according to statistics, only 1% of women can take a cock balls deep in all three holes. She was flattered. 

I didn't notice that she quietly slipped on a robe and by the time I was through cleaning up, she said she had better get some sleep since she had to work the next day. I gave her another kiss and drove home.

When I got home, Mandi was still dead to the world, safely in dreamland. I tucked in next to her and quickly went to sleep. The next morning, Mandi woke with a hangover, and out of the clear blue sky, asked me if I had fucked her ass the night before after she passed out. 

"I smell oil and shit! Did you sneak in my ass last night?" 

I decided right then that it was time to take a shower and get her a bit of the hair of the dog to sip while I showered. I denied everything, asked if her asshole hurt (it didn't) and she was none the wiser.

I saw Timmy a couple of times after that but never got another chance to slip between those big, beautiful buns. Not that I didn't try though!



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 03



Mandi and I were having one of our Friday afternoon, impromptu party sessions where we told a few people to drop in and inevitably, they did. I had been grilling some ribs in the smoker since early in the afternoon and you could smell them cooking a couple of miles away. About 1830 or so, a good friend drove up in front of the house. 

I looked around the corner from the back deck where I was grilling, and noticed a strange car behind him. I went back to my ribs, putting the finishing touches on them before time to eat. I dashed into the kitchen, grabbed a platter, and returned to the grill to pile on the ribs in a stack. I was hungry from all the work and needed grilled meat and beer.

I took the ribs back into the kitchen, sat them on the counter and grabbed a beer from the cooler when my buddy Leo sneaked up behind me and humped my ass. 

I reached back and grabbed his cock through his shorts and said, "Mandi, you've grown!" 

He chuckled and pulled away, asking, "You enjoy hanging onto some real meat?" 

"Only when I find some REAL meat, you asshole!" I quipped. 

"Ouch! That hurts me to my soul," he continued, feigning disappointment. 

I turned around and handed him a beer, and noticed some strangers had come in the front door. Leo turned and motioned a guy over to me and introduced him as Rick. He was a bit shorter than me and slender. I noticed Mandi had given him a nice leer when he walked away so I figured she found him kind of cute. 

I offered him a beer, which he gratefully took, and after a long, leisurely swig, asked if the ribs were for looking or eating. 

"Eating, dude, what else?" I replied. 

He laughed and asked if I needed help getting them ready to eat. I accepted his offer and we went into the kitchen and started cutting the ribs into individual pieces.

I saw someone come up to us out of the corner of my eye and then noticed a set of arms wrap around Rick from behind. After finishing the cut, I looked over and saw a killer gorgeous babe holding onto him.

He laughed and told the babe, "Careful. You'll make me cut my hand off." 

The babe laughed and said, "You won't miss it too much. You jack off with the other hand!" 

As I tried to get a good look without dropping my jaw open, Rick turned to me and said, "Meet Val." 

"Hi," I said, "I'm Bo." 

She let Rick go, extended a slender, well manicured hand, and said, "Nice to meet you. I talked to your wife out front. She said you were a good cook." 

"Well," I replied, "She's no liar." 

Val laughed and asked for a beer. I pointed her toward the cooler, and as Rick added some more cut ribs to the pile, I carefully watched her getting into the cooler.

Val was short, well, petite, small...let's say she would have been hard pressed to hit 4'10". But good god, she had a body that got my tongue doing its best to fall out. She was wearing a white, button-front, sleeveless blouse, starched to perfection, with a high, pointed collar, form fitting and it seemed glued to her. 

Her breasts pushed out through the fabric revealing large ones for such a small frame, easily a C-cup, mayme a D. She had the top two buttons unbuttoned, giving a slightly modest but comfortable appearance. She was wearing a cotton, baby blue mini-skirt and white heels (damn I love a woman in white heels). She was lip smacking good! I immediately began to scheme about getting close to this fine little babe.

The party kicked up a few notches, a few more people dropped in, and just to keep the peace and prevent too much destruction I stayed sober again, slowly sipping a beer or two and keeping the pandemonium down to a dull roar. Around 2200, several people had dragged chairs out to the front porch and were out there telling lies and pounding more beers. Three or four more people were hanging out in the living room spinning tunes on my stereo. 

I decided to take a break and went out on the deck out back. I had just settled in when Val popped out the door. She had been into some wine with Mandi, and had a buzz going but was far from sloppy. She asked if she could join me and I motioned her to grab a seat on one of the built in benches around the deck.

After she sat down, she leaned down and slipped off her white heels. As she leaned over, I noticed that two more buttons had been unbuttoned, and I got a wonderful view of a lovely breast as she leaned over. Until then I had no idea she was braless, considering how tightly starched the blouse was. 

She told me her feet needed some rest after being in the shoes for so long. I asked her if she had ever had a foot massage. 

"No, I haven't," she replied. "Are you volunteering?" 

I said, "Sure. Stay right her for a minute...I'll be right back." 

I dashed into the house, noticing that Mandi was outside with the big crowd, so I grabbed some nice lotion and headed back to the deck. Val was patiently waiting, sipping a glass of wine. As I sat down, she kept one foot on the deck, turned toward me and put the other foot in my lap. I had a bird's eye view of what appeared to be plain white, cotton panties at the top of shapely legs. 

She sighed contentedly as soon as I began to rub her feet. She leaned back a bit, and relaxed and let me do my best foot massage. After getting some small pops and cracks from the bones, I asked her for the other foot. She scooted back into the corner, pulled her foot toward her and put the other foot in my lap. As she leaned her leg against the railing, I had an even better view of her crotch, clad in those plain cotton briefs. Her skirt was pretty much at crotch level. I kept my composure and gave the other foot a bone cracking massage, eliciting more moans and groans. 

After I finished, she asked me if I did massage for a living. 

"I have been trained in Germany, but it's a hobby I use for friends," I told her. 

She smiled and said, "I could use some massage on the rest of me sometime." 

"It would be my pleasure," I replied.

I looked up my reverie just in time to see Mandi headed toward the door. I casually eased Val's legs onto the deck, and grabbed my beer just as she cleared the door. 

"So there you are!" she said, as though she had been missing me. 

She was getting a bit tipsy by then. 

"I'm out on the front porch. Are you going to walk the dog tonight?" she asked. 

"Sure," I told her, "in a few minutes." 

"OK, just checking," and away she went without even acknowledging that Val was out there with me. 

I asked Val if she wanted to walk the dog with me, and with a shrug, casually said, "OK." 

She went into the house to tell Rick she would be back in a few minutes, and came back out as I got the dog from the house and put the leash on him. We walked away from the house slowly, letting the dog sniff around, and adjusting to the darkness and lack of noise. 

I always enjoyed these walks, and a more than once I had used this ploy to get to know some women who had showed up to party. Val was doing pretty well, considering the shoes, and we made some small talk for a few minutes until we were completely out of sight of the house and almost to the loop at the end of the road. There was a small trail that a couple of guys rode their 4-wheelers on at the end, and I walked on down that trail a few feet. The sky was cloudless and we had some moon, so visibility was pretty good. 

After a few yards on the trail, Val said, "Hold up. I have to pee." 

"Have at it," I told her. 

She reached out to me and grabbed an arm, slid a hand under her skirt, and quickly slid her panties off, handing them to me. They were small, and delicate for the plain white cotton they were. She stepped away from me, hiked her skirt up around her waist, bent her knees into a partial squat, and proceeded to pee into the grass along the trail. 

She looked around at me and said, "Are you watching me?" 

"Sure," I replied. 

"Why?" she asked. 

"Why not," I replied. 

She laughed quietly and said, "You have a dirty mind." 

"You have a beautiful body and I can't help but look," I told her. 

"You still have a dirty mind." 

"That's OK, if you like a dirty mind once in a while," I teased. 

She was facing me now with her skirt still hiked up around her waist, and I had a great view of a neatly trimmed pubic area. 

"You can smell those if you want," she told me suddenly. 

I looked down and realized I had inadvertently wrapped them around my hand. I lifted them to my nose and took a sniff. They smelled of delicate perfume, with only a slight side odor of feminine musk. 

"Wonderful," I said, "does the rest of you smell this good?" 

"I don't know," she said. "I guess you will have to find out."

I tied the dog's leash to the closest tree, and as she stood up, I quickly leaned down, pulling her close and moving in for a kiss. She responded by grinding against my crotch and met my kiss with some tongue. I was fully hard within seconds and before I had time to adjust my pants she was slipping my shorts down and working my cock with her small, delicate hand. She grabbed me closer and after putting her arms around my neck, lifted her body upward, wrapping her legs around me. 

I grabbed her ass cheeks and lifted her higher until she cleared my cock, and then slowly lowered her onto my raging hard on. She rode me for a while just like that, and after a short gasp, rode right into a nice orgasm. I let her calm down, and lifted her off my cock. 

"Turn around and lean against this tree," I told her, and she quickly complied. 

With those white heels on, her crotch was actually at the perfect level for my cock as she bent over and held onto the tree. I slid back into a sopping wet pussy and began to stroke in earnest. She had a perfectly round little butt, a nice double handful that provided me a perfect handgrip for a perfect ass. She shuddered quietly, moaned a bit and then shook her way through another orgasm. 

This got my balls tightened up and within a few seconds, I followed her with an orgasm of my own. I held on to her hips for a few seconds before slipping noisily from her pussy. 

"That was nice," she told me. 

"Thanks," I replied as she moved with her back to the tree and squatted down again. 

"Just letting it drip," she told me. 

I chuckled at her, and handed her the cotton briefs that were still wrapped around my hand. She took the panties, and after a couple of shakes and wiggles, stood up, grabbed my arm, and slipped the panties over one foot, then the other. She slid them up and smoothed the skirt down around that cute butt. 

"I needed that," she said with a smile. "Better get back now!"

We returned to the house, and shortly after we got back, Val and Rick left. Some of the hard core partiers stuck around for a while but we finally got people sorted into vehicles with designated drivers, and suddenly the house was quiet. 

Mandi wasn't drunk, but she was feeling no pain. I told her I was headed to bed, and left her in the bathroom. I got comfortable when Mandi climbed in behind me. Just as I thought I would settle down to sleep, Mandi slid down under the covers and aimed straight for my cock. 

She swallowed my flaccid cock whole for a couple of minutes until it started getting hard, and then pulled away and asked me, "Why do you smell like pussy?" 

I casually told her, "I'm just a little sweaty....that's all." 

She wasn't buying it though.

"Did you fuck Val?" 

I sat up in bed and said, "Like I had time, especially the first time we have ever met, and besides, I could have fucked her on the living room floor and you wouldn't have noticed. You were too busy getting all that attention out of the front porch!" 

She got a little defensive then, and told me, "You still smell like pussy." 

"If you say so," I replied, "Now, are you going to do something or are you just teasing me?" 

She was apparently pretty horny, so she dived back in without further argument. I had the sneaking suspicion that she had enjoyed the attention for a couple of horny studs who had tried to hit on her out on the front porch. 

I got her up on her knees and pounded her pussy doggy style until she had a couple of orgasms, and I got a decent cum, considering I had left a load in Val less than an hour before. Next morning Mandy didn't mention much about the party, or what I smelled like, so I figured things were cool.

I didn't see Val again for some time. We got invited to a party at Val and Rick's house, and decided to go. It was a bit of a dead party, and since we were on the military post, we had to keep it down to a mild riot, which meant a lot of people decided to leave early. 

I got a couple of minutes aside with Val, and asked her if she still wanted that massage. She laughed, and told me that would be wonderful if she and Rick weren't fighting like cats and dogs. I didn't know they were having problems, but she told me she would call me because she liked the way I rubbed her feet, and having the same thing over her body was too good to turn down. I gave her my work number and rejoined the party.

As it turned out, Val and Rick eventually split up. She left, and he moved into single NCO quarters. This was in mid-May. I didn't give her much thought after that, until a friend told me that Val was back getting papers signed for their divorce, and she was staying with some friends. It was early September, still nice and warm. I hoped to have a chance to get close to her again, but for a few days it didn't work out. 

Around this time I worked with a fellow Tennessean who was a stud black guy from Nashville named Bobby. This guy was pretty straight laced, had a wife and two kids, and never talked trash about pussy and such. 

We had been in the field together and had seen each other showering and dressing. He was cut with 6-pack abs so tight it looked like they hurt. He had played football in high school and turned down a JUCO start to enter the military. We were about the same height and weight, though, and often went fishing together (there wasn't much else to do around this place). 

We decided to do some trout fishing on a Saturday morning, and I picked him up and we headed for the little convenience market near his quarters. We grabbed some beer and ice, and I went outside to put the beer in the cooler. A car pulled up a couple of parking slots down from me, and it turned out to be an old friend and his wife. They got out and joked with me about the beer and the cooler, and asked if I planned on doing more drinking than fishing, and then headed inside. 

I noticed what appeared to be someone else in the car, and just barely noticed when a head popped out the passenger side. I wasn't really paying attention when I looked up and saw a luscious butt wrapped in some old bib overalls. It was a petite female built like a brick shit-house and looking good from behind. She was wearing a small tube top under the bibs, and when she turned around I almost didn't recognize her. It was Val, complete with a short haircut and a cold beer in her hand. Her tits were pushing the bib out in front of her. 

"Can a girl get a refill?" she asked. 

I laughed and asked where she had been hiding. 

"Oh, I dumped the old man and I had to come back here to this shithole to finish the deal." 

She was barefoot, and strolled over to the trash and after downing the last bit of beer, tossed the can, and walked back to me. 

"So, are you ever going to give up a beer?" 

Never one to turn down a thirsty lady, I offered her a beer, which she took and popped open, taking a long, deep pull. 

"I never did get to give you that massage," I told her. 

"Damn, you sure didn't," she quipped. 

Before I could say anything else, Bobby walked up. Val looked him up and down with the look of a hungry dog outside the butcher shop.

"Ready to go?" Bobby asked. 

"Anytime," I replied. 

"So where you guys headed?" Val asked. 

I told her, "We are out to catch a few trout before it gets too hot." 

She chuckled and said, "And I guess it's just a guy thing and no girls are allowed!" 

Bobby looked a bit uncomfortable, but I figured if nothing else he could fish while I banged this babe. 

I asked, "Do you really want to go fishing with us?" 

She smiled a cute, almost demure smile and said, "Well, I may not fish, but I can cop some rays." 

Well, she was in a mood and I wasn't about to let anyone or anything blow the opportunity, so I told her, "Sure, why not? Climb aboard." 

She told me wait a second, ran over to the other car, grabbed a small tote bag out and proceeded to climb into the back seat of my car. Just before she climbed in, our friends came out of the store and immediately shot a quizzical look at me. 

"I'm going fishing," Val shouted, and dived into the car. 

I just looked at them and shrugged, while Bobby kept his face down and avoided looking at anyone. Now this couple knew Mandi and me both, and they gave me this disgusted look. 

"Hey," I proclaimed innocently, "She asked if she could go fishing with us. Just chill." 

They didn't look too reassured, but I didn't give them a chance to. Besides, having Bobby with me gave me an alibi, since they probably wouldn't figure I would try to hit on Val while I had a guy like Bobby with me. They had also never known Val to have a penchant for black guys. So they just waved goodbye to Val and got in their car.

I got in, and headed for our favorite fishing creek where I knew trout fishing was nice. Val chatted and drank beer, offering Bobby a beer, which he gladly accepted and drank rather quickly. 

Just before we got to the field where I could park my car, she suddenly blurted out, "I have never fucked a black guy before!" 

I thought Bobby would choke on his beer, and she laughed at his discomfort. I told her that Bobby was happily married and she should cut him some slack. Getting her divorce papers signed must have kicked her hormones into high gear! 

"OK," she said, "but I bet he's like every other guy I know. Always horny!" 

Bobby turned his face away but I noticed that he smiled. I parked the car; we grabbed our gear and the cooler, and headed toward the creek, slipping out of the field behind some trees and into the cool shade along the water's edge. Val carried her tote bag with her, and as we sat everything down, asked me if I had any suntan lotion. I had left it in the car, and she asked very sweetly if I would get it for her. I looked at Bobby, who just shrugged and starting working on getting his pole set up. 

I grudgingly agreed, set down the remainder of my equipment, and made the short trek back to the car. When I returned, Bobby had already gone a few yards upstream and was just beginning to drop a line in the water. Val had walked downstream to a small wash where there was a smooth, sandy spot just off the water. She reached in her bag, and pulled out a large towel, spreading it carefully. 

She asked if I would put some lotion on her back, and I agreed. Before I could open the lotion, she popped the clasps from her bibs and dropped them to her feet. She wasn't wearing underwear, and since that first time I had seen her dimly lit pussy, had shaved bare. She grabbed her tube top and slid it over her head in one easy motion. 

Now completely naked she turned her back and said, "Well!" 

The night we did a quickie down in the woods near my house, I had not gotten a chance to see her breasts. The glimpse down the blouse was it. My breath caught in my throat. Her breasts were stunning, and my estimate of a C, maybe a D was right on. If I had given a command of ATTENTION her nipples could not had stood any tighter or more erect.

"Well!" she said again, testily. "Are you going to stare or rub lotion on me?"

I rubbed a dollop of suntan lotion on her back, slowly and sensuously, then handed her the container. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 03



"You can finish up," I told her. 

I glanced up in time to see Bobby staring with his mouth gaped open, and then suddenly went back to concentrating awfully hard on his fishing.

Val moved onto the towel, turning to finish her beer, and laid down on her stomach, settling in with a contented sigh. Bobby caught his first trout before I could get set up, and proudly displayed it for me. Since we normally catch and release, he bent down and let the fish gently slide back into the water. 

"What are you doing?" Val shrieked. We looked around to see what was going on. Val was on her knees, hands on her hips, with a pissed off look on her face. 

"What?" I asked. 

"Jeez, I didn't know you were going to throw them away!" 

I explained that we weren't throwing them away, only releasing them to be caught again some day. 

"Damn," she said, "You are supposed to be such a hot cook and I thought I would have some fresh cooked fish for lunch." 

Val was turning out to be a bit bitchy, maybe from the beer, but I figured I would humor her, especially since she was butt naked and starting to give me a hard-on. 

"OK, OK," I replied, "Bobby will put the next ones on a stringer and I'll cook them." 

She smiled sweetly, and after rising and making her way through the rocks to the cooler, grabbed a fresh beer and tip-toed her way back to the towel and lay down. That's when I noticed Bobby. He looked thunderstruck. He just looked at Val like he couldn't believe what was happening. 

"Doesn't this bother you?" he asked me. 

"Sure," I said. "I hate when women get bitchy." 

He leaned back and stared at me. 

"No, asshole, she's naked. Doesn't that bother you?" 

I chuckled and said, "Well, if she will shut up for a second or two I could probably get a full hard on." 

Bobby looked totally ashen. 

"You're not planning on fucking her right out here in the open are you?" 

He was so serious that the laugh I had in my throat suddenly tried to escape, only to be stifled by his look of consternation.

"Are you kidding?" I asked him. "I would fuck her anywhere.....again." 

Oh boy did that get him going! 

"You have already had sex with her?" he wondered. 

"Sure, once, and I can't wait to hit it again." 

"Man, what would your old lady do if she knew? I know mine would cut my nuts off, take everything I have, and then kill me slowly." 

Bobby was in a lather now. 

"Calm down, my dark brother," I told him. "No one is asking you to do anything, and if I get the urge and we go at it, you're welcome to join, watch, or go away. It's your choice." 

Bobby wasn't sure if I was serious or not, but either way, I had to be crazy. So he just turned, grabbed a beer and headed upstream for some more fishing.

I stripped my shirt off, and went to fishing in earnest. I caught a couple of small ones that I carefully released without Val noticing. I looked at her occasionally and I noticed that she seemed to manage to catch a furtive peek toward me and Bobby once in a while. Bobby had finally gotten hot enough to take off his shirt, and in about 30 minutes had a couple of more nice trout on a stringer. 

I added one to the catch. We had gone downstream several yards, and had stopped to check out a place where the stream had undercut the bank, and debated how best to get some float bait into that area. As I looked into the water, I heard Bobby start with a sudden catch of his breath. When I looked around, Val was standing behind him with her arms around his chest, slowly stroking her fingers over his nipples. He tried to pull away, but Val hung onto him. 

"Are you shy?" she asked coyly. 

Bobby managed to stammer a bit, mostly incoherently, but stopped trying to pull away. She figured to see just how much he would protest, and slipped a hand down the front of his cut-off sweat pants. (We typically wore sweats with the legs cut off about mid-thigh, with nothing underneath. It was comfortable and was actually cool.) 

She must have gotten her hand on his cock, because he began to squirm uncomfortably, and started to pull her hand out of his pants. She laughed, and told him he should relax. I leaned over, grabbed her arm and turned her toward me, and landed a kiss on her lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled close, grinding her crotch into mine while I cupped her ass. Bobby watched in amazement. 

I broke away, and told him, "That's what you have to do to maintain control." 

Val moved to Bobby, wrapping her arms around his waist and slowly ground her crotch into him. She finally reached up, pulled his head down to her and began to kiss him. Her efforts finally convinced him to wrap his arms around her back but he was still too shy to grab her ass.

She pulled away from Bobby reluctantly, but smiled at me. 

"Are you guys going to get a girl all warmed up and then not do anything," she asked. 

Bobby got this wild look in his eyes, like he was about to take off running. I grabbed her arms, spun her around with her back to me and pulled her against my chest with a firm grip on her breasts. I slid one hand down to her pussy, and ground my cock, now half hard and getting harder, into her ass. She moaned, and I looked over at Bobby. 

"It appears we have work to do," I said. 

Bobby was still unsure as to what to do, but I motioned with my head to follow us. I picked Val up in my arms and we walked back to her towel.

Val slid out of my arms and said, "Get me a beer." 

"Get you a beer, what?" I asked back. 

"Get me a beer and I'll suck your cock," she blurted out. 

"OK, I thought so," I laughed, and headed for the cooler. 

Val sat down on the towel, with Bobby standing close by. I handed her a beer, and she opened it and swallowed about half in one long drink. 

"That's better," she said. 

Her face was right at my crotch height, so I pulled my sweats down and stuck my half hard cock in her face. 

"Your turn," I told her. 

She laughed, took another drink of beer, and grabbed my cock. 

"This is better than it was in the dark," she told me. 

Then, without hesitation, she swallowed my cock. She began sucking in earnest, taking long, slow strokes down into her throat and back out again. For a small lady, she had a throat that took about ¾ of my cock. Bobby looked at me totally aghast. 

"Never seen a cock being sucked?" I asked him. 

"Just a couple of times," he said, "And it was mine." 

"Shut up," Val cried suddenly, "I can't concentrate." 

I slipped my cock back into Val's mouth and told Bobby to get out of his pants. He looked at me like I had three heads, but after I glared at him and showed him a fist, he slid his sweats off and stood there naked. 

He had a fairly large cock, but I noticed that as he got harder while watching Val sucking my cock, he didn't get much bigger. I was different, starting out small but growing immensely until at full hard was pretty substantial. Bobby had apparently noticed this, because I saw him furtively looking at his and my cocks in a quick comparison. I chuckled to myself thinking about how he probably never thought he would see a white boy swinging a nice sized cock that got its start from the small size I showed when flaccid. He was maybe ½ inch longer, and not quite as thick.

Val slid my cock out of her mouth and looked around. She stared straight at Bobby's hard, black cock, and asked if it was his turn. 

"Sure," I told her. "But be careful, he's kinda shy!" 

She laughed and reached out to grab his cock. With a couple of more strokes with of those dainty hands, he was pretty well as hard as he could get. She climbed up on her knees, and carefully examined his cock. He was circumcised, and she examined it closely. 

He was almost apoplectic, waiting for her to do something. She finally finished her exam, and looked at me. 

"I have never done a black guy!" 

"So aside from the color, what's so different?" I asked her. 

"Nothing, I guess," she said, and then suddenly dived onto Bobby's cock like she was starving. 

Bobby's eyes rolled back in his head, and when he finally got over the shock, looked down as Val worked his cock in and out of her mouth. I admired the depth she was able to handle, not taking it all but doing an admirable job nonetheless. She was working away at his cock when he suddenly began to twitch and without warning, exploded into Val's mouth with such a load it began to dribble out of her mouth and down onto her tits. 

She swallowed valiantly, but lost a bunch of his cum onto her tits, then between them, and it dribbled in a lazy line down to her crotch. 

She pulled his cock out of her mouth, and still gripping it in her hand, told him, "Boy, you must have liked that." 

"Watch that boy shit," I told her, and Bobby laughed nervously at the stupid joke. 

As Val continued to slowly stoke his cock, a last bit of cum leaked out. She shook it off with a quick flick of her wrist, and grabbed her beer. She finished it in one gulp and asked me for a refill. 

"Anything to please a lady," I laughed as I fetched a round of cold ones for all of us. 

Bobby was still standing there panting slightly, and gratefully accepted a beer. We sipped on the cold brew, and relaxed. Val was apparently not quite through yet. I saw a look that said she needed her turn at Orgasm City. I took another sip of beer and sat down on the towel beside her. 

"It's your turn," I told her. 

"What are you going to do?" she asked. 

"Just let me steer the car, and you relax," I insisted, and then motioned to Bobby to help her up. 

She got to her feet a bit unsteadily, and before she could do anything, I slid down between her legs and plunged my tongue into her crotch. She was oozing sweet pussy juice, and I pulled back and told Bobby to get behind her and hold her up. He grabbed Val and eased his cock up next to her ass. I slid back under her and flicked my tongue across her clit. She reacted with a quick twitch and then ground her pussy down onto my face. 

Bobby was holding her mostly upright, and grabbed an ass cheek with one hand while he mauled a tit with the other. I noticed that he was (thankfully) still hard, instead of drooping down toward my face. I don't mind being in close proximity of another cock, but not in my face.

I worked her clit with a passion and in seconds she exploded into a gut wrenching orgasm. Bobby had to hold on tight to keep her from collapsing onto my face. I slowed down long enough for her to recover somewhat, and started after that pussy again. She was lit up in less time than the first one, and after grinding into my face a little harder, got a follow-up orgasm as a reward.

I moved away, and took her waist and arm and eased her onto the towel. I took my sweats and wiped the remaining cum off her tits and stomach. She laid there for a minute or two, breathing fast and deep. She looked so damn sexy with those pert tits and shaved pussy, I started getting hard again. 

Bobby had no idea what to do next, and just looked at me for a clue. I grabbed my beer and stood up, taking a drink. He retrieved his beer and joined me. Val had her eyes shut, so I motioned for him to be quiet. I let Val relax for a minute. 

Bobby and I finished our beers, and I motioned him around beside her. I dropped down on my knees opposite Bobby and began to stroke her breasts. She opened her eyes and looked at me with a smile, and I leaned over and took a tit in my mouth, gently tonguing the nipple. She sighed, and I motioned Bobby to mimic my activity. Val was really getting into the oral tit play, moaning and moving around. 

I slowly began to stroke her pussy, gently brushing her clit and then diving down to her vagina, pressing in gently with a finger, and then two. Bobby kept up his oral work on her tit, and I played with the other. She opened her legs wide and I stroked my fingertips across her clit until she finally broke out into another orgasm. 

"Wow," she said as she opened her eyes. "I have never had two guys at once either." 

"How would you really like to have two guys at once?" I asked her. 

Her eyes popped open wide and asked, "What do you have in mind?" 

"You just lay back and let me do the driving," I told her. 

"Just don't hurt me," she said plaintively. 

"Never," I replied.

After all the beer, Val had gotten pretty wasted. I picked her up and helped her stand up straight. I motioned Bobby to lie down on the towel. He dropped down and laid on his back, his cock still hard. I eased Val down over Bobby's cock and she naturally straddled him. Val began to slide up and down Bobby's cock, smearing it with pussy juice until it glistened in the sun. 

I moved behind her to watch his big, black cock penetrate that pretty, shaved pussy. I got a good view of her asshole then for the first time. She didn't have so much a hole as a slit, totally hairless. I had seen some buttholes like that before, and in my experience every woman who had one like that tended to like anal sex. A hole like that would expand around a cock and grip it like there was no tomorrow. She leaned over Bobby with her hands on his chest and finally slid all the way up to the tip of his cock. After a slow sigh, she slid back, engulfing his cock into her pussy. She moaned and threw her head back. 

She had her eyes shut, and said, "Damn that feels good." 

She began a slow stroke on Bobby's cock, riding it like she never wanted it to end, deliberately sliding almost to where his cock would slip from her pussy, then slowly back to pubes against pubes, his cock buried as deep as possible inside her. I watched for a few moments, and when she slid up a little higher on his cock, Bobby would take one of her tit's into his mouth and spit it back out as she slid his cock back in. 

I gently pushed on Val's back until she was laying down flat on Bobby's chest, and he began stroking up into her pussy in earnest. In this position, her ass was stuck up into the air spread wide apart and the sun was giving me a beautiful view of her hairless slit and asshole as a large black cock worked that pussy. 

I stroked her ass with my hands, and elicited a contented moan from her. I found the suntan lotion, and poured a small amount onto my hands and rubbed it around to get it warm. I rubbed the suntan lotion on her ass as Bobby fucked her pussy. I worked closer and closer to her asshole until I was gently brushing it with each hand. She arched her ass higher with each stroke, enjoying the anal stimulation. 

After adding a bit more lotion, I slowly played with her asshole until she seemed well relaxed and slid a finger in first to the knuckle, then all the way in. She moaned again and arched her ass toward my hand. I slid a second finger in and noticed that Bobby looked over her shoulder at me with a look of both anger and panic.

I just laughed quietly and motioned him to be quiet, and keep fucking her. She started pushing toward my fingers, working them deeper into her ass. 

She looked over her shoulder and asked me quietly, "You're going to do my butt, aren't you?" 

I tried to stay nonchalant, and replied quietly, "Yes, whenever you're ready." 

She looked back at me again, and told me, "I've only done it in my bottom once. Please be careful." 

Her voice sounded like a little girl, and she was so small and dainty I had to take a closer look at the mature tits and ass to remember that she was a grown woman getting into nature and sex like a fiend. I pushed my fingers as deep as possible into her ass and she responded by pushing back even harder. I stroked my cock with my slickened fingers, getting completely stiff. 

I climbed over top, spreading my legs to either side of hers and Bobby's, and let my cock nestle into her butt crack. I stroked her back and then leaned over and quietly asked her if she was ready for two cocks at once. 

"I think so," she whispered. 

I told Bobby to stop for a minute, and eased the tip of my cock up to her anus. It was slippery, and I slipped my cock down against Bobby's cock for a second. I raised back up and slowly pushed against her anus again, feeling the tip find its way in slightly. I kept the pressure up, gradually feeling the head slowly slipping into her asshole. I told Bobby to start moving really slowly. Until then Val hadn't made a sound. Then she let a small moan escape from deep inside her. 

"Oh damn," she exclaimed. 

I let her move around on Bobby's cock, keeping my cock head just inside her back hole. As Bobby stroked deep into her pussy, she would push her ass back against me. I kept up with her motion, not letting my cock penetrate any deeper for a minute or two. She was groaning and pushing down hard on Bobby's cock, and as she started working her pussy in earnest, I stopped moving with her and let her start taking my cock deeper into her ass. I stayed motionless for a moment, letting her take it as she wanted, a little at a time while still riding Bobby's cock. 

She began to moan again, and then said, "This is so damn nasty." 

I whispered in her ear, "But don't you like it?" 

She just threw her head back, and with another small push, took over half my cock into her ass.

"I think I could get to where I like this," she said, and looked over her shoulder at me. 

She raised up slightly on her arms to where her tits were just brushing Bobby's chest. 

She looked around again one more time and said, "Hold still. Don't move!" 

Bobby and I remained motionless as she slowly ground her pussy onto Bobby's cock, forcing my cock deeper into her ass. She slid almost all the way out, and eased back down slowly. 

"Shit this hurts, but it feels good too." 

She slid up and down a couple of more times before taking a deep breath. I wasn't sure what she was doing at first, but she let her breath out and slowly slid back down both cocks until she was fully penetrated front and rear. 

"Oh my God, "she gasped, "I have never been so full of cock." 

She began moving back and forth with enthusiasm, letting both cocks penetrate her to the hilt. Her asshole was hot and tight, and Bobby was trying not to freak out while feeling my cock rubbing against his as I penetrated her ass.

After she stroked for a while by herself, I began to move in and out until she finally picked the rhythm and Bobby realized what was happening. I would withdraw my cock as he penetrated her pussy to the bottom. Then as he withdrew, I would plunge deep into her ass. We got into the swing of this and Bobby decided it was good to him. He grabbed Val's hips and began to pound her pussy like a madman. He was sweating and grunting, and I enjoyed watching Val getting sweaty too, with the sun beaming down. A small trickle of sweat ran down her spine. 

I got into a steady stoke deep into her ass and just as I felt like I could get a good cum going, Val went into a screaming climax, swearing and spitting, drooling into Bobby's face. The spasms gripped my cock and I hung on, pounding her asshole even harder. Bobby started grunting and let out one long groan as he began to cum in Val's pussy. She ground down hard on his crotch, mashing her clit into his pubes and rocked through a secondary orgasm. 

Bobby fell back on the towel, gasping for breath. Val fell down flat on his chest, and I pounded into her ass until I felt the cum boiling up in my cock. I finally broke through, filling her rectum with a load of pent-up cum. When I finally finished, I opened my eyes, only to see Bobby looking at me, while Val had her head turned and was also staring at me over her shoulder.

"Hey, it was my turn!" I exclaimed. Val just laughed, and wiggled her butt around as my cock began to shrink back to normal. Bobby still felt half hard, but he was slowly losing it too. Val waited patiently until we were both soft enough to easily slip out. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 03



I slipped out of her ass, and backed up toward Bobby's knees. Val's asshole gaped wide open, and cum was oozing out toward her pussy. Her pussy was gaping wide open as well, and Bobby's cum was leaking from it. I pulled Val back toward me, and Bobby slid out from under her. I pulled Val onto her knees and pushed her face down onto to the towel, so her asshole jutted up into the fresh air, brightly lit from the sun. 

I motioned Bobby around beside me and pointed toward her leaking pussy and asshole. Both holes were still wide open, and I wished I had a camera. Her pussy lips were raw red, and her anus was close to the same color. She had her eyes closed, and I caressed her butt for a moment. 

She roused a bit and said, "Are you bastards through looking up inside me." 

I mumbled something about not really doing that and she chuckled and told me, "You just wanted to see what damage you did!" 

She raised back up for a second, and then wobbled, almost falling over. I caught her, and she laughed. 

"Help me down to the water," she commanded. 

Bobby and I helped her to her feet, and we took her down to the creek. She stepped into the ice cold water up to her knees, and decided she would wait a moment. 

I helped her step back up onto the rocks, and as soon as she was on dry ground, told me, "Hold onto me." 

She squatted down and began to pee a steady steam of urine. She sighed contentedly, staying in a squat until the last drops fell from her pussy lips. As she squatted, I noticed that cum was slowly dripping from her pussy and ass. I helped Val stand back up, and she wobbled toward the towel. I helped her sit down, and she took my beer and drank a long draw.

"I need a nap now," she stated definitively, "and let my poor pussy and asshole get some rest. You bastards just tore me up." 

I chuckled and said, "But those orgasms were real, weren't they!" 

"You bet," she replied with a smile, "but I have to sleep now." 

She dropped onto the towel face down. 

"Put some more suntan lotion on me," she said dreamily. 

I coated her well with the lotion, noticing that her pussy and ass had pretty much recovered. She quickly dropped off to sleep.

Bobby and I recovered our sweat pants, and went back to fishing. We let Val sleep for about an hour, and caught two more nice sized trout. We had almost finished all the beer, so Bobby took my car to make a beer run. As we walked to the car, he pushed me really hard, almost knocking me down. 

"What the fuck?" I asked him. 

"You crazy motherfucker, are you trying to get me killed. If my old lady every finds out anything about this shit she will cut my balls off. And I'll goddamn make sure she takes yours too!" Bobby ranted. 

"Chill," I told him. "This never happened, and you can bet I don't want my old lady knowing anything either." 

"So what am I supposed to say we have been doing?" he asked. 

"Fishing, you dumbass! Just fishing. We bring back a couple of trout, you ask her to cook them, and she makes you clean them. After that, just keep your mouth shut and don't act like some guilty shit just waiting for your old lady to give you the third degree." 

He didn't seem too happy to have just gotten one of the top thrills of his life when it came to sex, and I was worried. I grabbed some things from my trunk, including a blanket I had forgotten, and my utility knife. Bobby grumbled some more and got in the car and left. I went back to the stream and built a small fire. 

Val was still sleeping, so I fashioned a cooker for the fish out of green wood and put it in the water to soak. I caught two more trout and cleaned the bunch along the creek. I secured the trout on the homemade cooker (thank God for military survival training) and started them roasting slowly over the fire.

I had almost finished cooking the fish and expected Bobby back any minute when I felt some nipples brush my back. 

As I looked around, Val said, "That wonderful smell woke me up. Is that the fish you promised me you would cook?" 

"Yep," I replied, "are you hungry?" 

"Starved," she snapped, "Let's eat." 

I had two beers left in the cooler so I offered her one and said, "We have to wait on Bobby." 

Val took a sip, and said, "Fuck that. I'm hungry." 

I figured I couldn't argue with a naked lady so I eased one of the trout free from the rest and offered it to her. She daintily picked pieces of the fish from the bone and munched away, happily enjoying the meal. She ate slowly, like she wanted to savor every bite. She looked wonderful, sitting there on a large rock, totally naked, and it was hard to imagine that just an hour or so before she had been slam fucked in her pussy and ass. As I thought of that, my cock started to harden again. 

"What are you thinking about?" she asked as I noticed that I was starting to stick out of my pants. 

"Just you, sweetheart," I told her. 

She laughed and continued to munch on the fish. I figured if Bobby didn't get back soon, I would see about having another round with Val. I slipped my cut-off sweat pants down and kicked them off. 

Val chuckled and said, "Feels good not having to wear clothes for a while." 

"For sure," I told her. 

I gave her another fish to replace the one she finished, and she went back to eating slowly and deliberately. Just as I was finishing my first fish, Bobby returned with some more beer. He had also picked up some chips and other munchie stuff, so we fixed a impromptu picnic, spread the blanket, and sat down to eat. Val asked Bobby why he still had his cut-offs on, so he stood and slipped out of them.

After eating, Val slipped down to the water and waded in up to her waist. The cold water made her nipples rock hard. She splashed some water on her face, and after a few more seconds, came back out of the creek. She grabbed her towel, now dry and warm from the sun, and dried off. 

I slipped behind her, running my arms around her waist and pulled her against me. I kissed her neck and she laughed, reaching back to feel my cock quickly hardening. 

"Still horny?" she asked. "You bet," I told her. 

I played with a breast while I slowly slid a hand down to her crotch. She lay back against me with her eyes closed and moaned softly. Bobby decided to get in on the action, so he moved over and kneeled in front of her. He took a couple of swipes at her pussy with his tongue, and then raised up high enough to chew on a breast. We played with Val for a few minutes until she gently pushed away from me. 

"I don't think I can handle both of you at the same time again. I'm a little sore." 

I stepped back and let Bobby take over. He kissed her and slowly eased her onto the blanket, and began kissing her tits. He ran a hand into her pussy and she was starting to get wet. Within seconds her was on top of her and had slid his cock in to the hilt. He banged away on top of her for a few minutes and she worked herself into a decent orgasm. 

He slipped off her, and turned her around on her knees. He slid his cock back into her pussy and began pounding away again. I moved in front of her and slid my cock up to her mouth. She immediately opened up and let me slip it into her mouth. I began to slowly slide my cock in and out of her mouth. She was so into it I almost got the entire length in before she backed her head away. 

Bobby started grunting and in seconds let go with his own orgasm, followed almost immediately by Val. Bobby ground into her slowly, letting his cock soften. I got up, moved around and motioned Bobby to move over. He got up and I got in behind Val and drove my rock hard cock into her pussy. 

It was slippery with pussy juice and cum, but I didn't plan on being in her pussy for very long. I took some of the juices and started lubing that cute little butthole until it was slick. This time Val didn't make a sound. I gently pushed her face down onto the blanket. I kept pounding away until I had her lubed and loosened up, and pulled out of her pussy. 

I pushed the head against her asshole, and it slipped in so easily I almost fell over. I was in to the hilt in two strokes. Her ass was much tighter than her pussy, but not as tight as when she had Bobby's cock in her pussy. She moaned and started banging back against me. Bobby stood and looked over my shoulder, watching me slam that beautiful ass. Val lurched back toward me a couple of more times and lit up with yet another orgasm. I felt the spasms, and finally let go with my own blast of cum deep in her ass. I slipped my cock out and she looked almost the same as before, pussy open, asshole gaping in the breeze.

I rolled her onto her side, kissed her, and went down to the creek to clean up. Bobby joined me and we got in the water waist deep. The cold had the effect of shrinking my balls and cock rather quickly. Bobby had the same effect as well, and we got back out of the water while Val lay on the blanket. She finally sat up, and slowly got to her feet and got a beer from the cooler. 

She came over to us and laughed. "Boy, that water was really cold, wasn't it." 

We ragged her back, especially telling her that her pussy was so wide open I could have put my hand in it. She laughed, turned around and bent over and asked what it looked like now. She had recovered and looked pretty normal, as lovely hairless pussies go, and I admired the view. 

"You keep that up and I will show you how quick I can recover from the cold water." 

She laughed that off, saying, "I have had more cock today than I have had in the last 6 months. But I don't think I want any more today." 

"Too bad," I told her. "Bobby was just saying how he wanted to fuck that luscious asshole of yours before we leave." 

Bobby mumbled something shyly, as Val told him, "My poor butthole has had enough pounding for one day. I probably won't be able to walk tomorrow. But maybe some other time." 

Bobby almost choked, and decided it was time to do some more fishing. He retrieved his shorts, slipped them on and went down the creek. I rubbed a little more lotion on Val and she went back to napping.

Bobby managed to get home with a couple of trout, and didn't have a guilt fit and say anything to his wife. 

I dropped Val off at our friend's house, and she gave me a quick kiss and called me a rotten bastard, gave my cock a quick squeeze and said, "Thanks. That was the best fuck I ever had."

She bounced on into the house, and I heard that a couple of days later she went back home. That was a shame. I would have really liked to watch Bobby pound her cute little asshole.



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 04



Our first New Year's celebration after leaving Germany was, as it turned out, surprisingly eventful. Mandi and I had stopped in a small bar close to the Interstate highway, owned and operated by a Korean woman. She was tough but nice, and was generous to people who frequented her bar, especially couples who could be considered regulars. 

We went there about once a week to drink a few beers and shoot pool. One evening in late November, when we were sitting at a table close to the fireplace, right after I had stirred the fire and added some wood, she came over to our table. I figured she would just do her usual chat for a minute, and move on. This night was pleasantly different. 

"You guys are new, but I like you. You come here and have a good time, and don't cause trouble. You dance sometimes. That's nice," she told us. 

I thanked her and said we enjoyed her place, especially sitting with a cold beer by a roaring fire. As I spoke, she was digging into a pocket of the tunic she wore. She pulled out something in her hand and offered it to Mandi. It was two small, homemade tickets of some sort.

"We have New Year party here!" our host explained. "Plenty food, free beer, big party. You invited." 

We were slightly surprised, but gratefully accepted her invitation. 

"Thank you," I said, "We will definitely be here." 

We enjoyed the fire and talked with a few people, and went home. We returned a few more times before New Years Eve. Then the big day occurred.

It just happened to be a Sunday, and here in God's country polite people didn't drink on Sunday, thus the locked door and free party. We arrived about 2100 and the party was just beginning to kick. We had to knock on the door, and after it was opened a crack, a face partially hidden by the door asked for our tickets. 

I offered them and saw an eye carefully scrutinizing them. The door closed almost shut for a few seconds, and then another set of eyes appeared, only to have the door swing open and our hostess appeared. 

"You come in!" she cried with outstretched arms. 

We entered and exchanged hugs as the door was bolted shut behind us. There was a decent crowd, not too many people but enough to have a kicking good party. We grabbed a couple of beers and hit the bar, where there was a buffet line of food set up. Our hostess had made a bunch of Korean food, including some delightful egg rolls. There was plenty of kimchi, and we helped ourselves to as much of the food as a plate would hold. 

After grabbing an empty table, we dug into the food for a while, and enjoyed the music. We started dancing a little while later, and while dancing, accidentally and literally bumped into another couple. We stepped back and shared a laugh and went back to dancing. Then, for no apparent reason, we bumped into the same couple again. We backed away laughing and decided that the dance floor wasn't big enough for the both of us. 

Mandi and I bowed out and went back to our table. As we continued to eat, the couple we banged around with came over and asked if we wanted to join them. Since we weren't really acquainted with anyone else at the bar, we decided that it would be fun to meet someone new. And with that, we moved over to their table.

The couple was Chuck and Wilma. It was the first time I knew anyone named Wilma, with the possible exception of Fred Flintstone's wife, but that was her name. She was well built, nice plump tits, nice ass, and Chuck was tall, somewhat heavy but in reasonably good shape. He had a slightly brushy beard and longish hair. Wilma had auburn hair that was obviously enhanced from a bottle, but was really nice looking. She turned out to be in her early 40's and Chuck was about 5-6 years older. She really liked dancing and kicking up her heels and he was pretty laid back. 

When Mandi got tired of dancing, Wilma asked me to dance, so we jammed around the floor for a while, and then when they put on some slow music, I danced with Wilma while Chuck and Mandi took a slow tour themselves. Wilma had a pretty nice body, and I found myself getting horny from doing a slow jam and grinding my crotch into hers as we danced. I started getting hard, and she felt it and got even friendlier, grinding back with a passion. 

This went on for a while, off and on until midnight when we all celebrated the New Year. Sometime before midnight, we decided that we should go back to our place since their kids were already taken care of, so not long after we saw in the New Year, we headed out. Mandi rode with Chuck and Wilma rode with me so if we got separated, we didn't have to worry about finding our house. 

We just got started when I reached over and grabbed Wilma around the shoulders and gave what was supposed to be a hug. She leaned toward me and kept going, right into my crotch. She had my cock out of my pants in seconds and swallowed it. This made driving a bit difficult, and I had to concentrate on driving just to keep from killing us. We managed to get to the house in one piece. Mandi and Chuck had already gotten there, and had gotten some drinks and beers out. We put on some music and danced a while, slowly slipping out of some of the clothes.

Mandi and I had partied and swung with some other couples before so this wasn't our first time. It was for them. Wilma had a private conversation with Chuck and soon we had split off. Wilma and I danced to some hot music and stripped each other naked while the song played. Chuck and Mandi went into the kitchen and were playing grab ass. She was kinda mediocre about Chuck, but he seemed okay, and Mandi was in a party mood anyway. 

While they started getting naked in the kitchen, Wilma and I hit the floor and I slipped into her so easily I thought we were a well oiled machine. We fucked on the living room floor for a while, and then Mandi and Chuck came back in, naked except for Chuck's t-shirt, and he laid down on the floor and pulled Mandi on top. They did some slow moves for a while, and since the floor was getting a bit old for me I wanted something more comfortable to lie on. 

Wilma and I moved to the den and got comfortable on the futon, fucking away like old lovers. We jumped into a 69 for a while, I fucked her from behind, and she had a couple of nice orgasms. Since I had quite a bit of alcohol, I had trouble getting an orgasm. But Wilma was a hot older babe, and she didn't want to quit, so I was cool. 

After a while, I asked her if she was into anal sex, and she said she hadn't done it before. I got some lube, and got her to lay down on her stomach. After greasing her tight back hole with first one, then two fingers, she seemed to be okay with anal play. 

I eased the head of my cock up against her ass. We didn't have the lights on but I could feel it slipping right into the tight ring of her asshole. She stiffened up for a second, and when my cock popped in past the head, she squirmed in pain. I tried to get her to relax a bit, and she seemed to for a minute, but as I tried to push further into her ass, she balked and pulled away. 

"It hurts too much," she complained. 

I tried to reassure her that it took some time, and she swallowed another drink and gamely offered her ass to me for one more shot. I used my fingers again, gently massaging her anus with well oiled digits. She told me to try again, but when I began to push in she still had problems, so I finally gave up. We relaxed for a few minutes, and went back into the living room. Chuck was still on his back and Mandi was doing a slow ride on him. I got another beer, and told them I was ready to crash, and Wilma and I left for the guest room.

The next morning I woke up with a bit of headache, and it took me a minute to realize what had transpired the previous evening. It didn't take long, though, when I saw the auburn hair peeking from under the blanket. I had a raging hard on, and thinking back about Wilma's ass made it worse. Just when I thought I would bust, and gentle hand wrapped around my cock and began to stroke it gently. 

After a little of this, I saw a lump moving under the covers, and then a warm mouth sucked in the head of my cock. This time, Wilma took her time and slowly and carefully began to take a bit more of my cock at a time until she had pretty much gotten most of cock down her throat. Mandi was pretty good at giving head but this was really special. 

Wilma slobbered and sucked on me for a few minutes, and then began playing with my asshole. As she stroked my back hole, I finally got the urge to come, and within seconds, blew a huge wad down Wilma's throat. She gamely swallowed as much as she could, spilling a little on my legs. After this, I lay there panting and took a few minutes to recover. I returned the favor without a word, diving into Wilma's pussy and eating her to a killer orgasm within minutes.

I got up and wandered off to the bathroom. When I went in the living room and looked out, Chuck's pick-up was gone. I peeked into the bedroom and Mandi was alone under the covers, gently snoring away. I grabbed a beer, and some coffee for Wilma, and returned to the den. 

As she sipped her coffee, I told her that Chuck had already left. She had planned a meal for some friends that evening and invited Mandi and me over for dinner. After just giving me a great blow job, though, she acted so shy when she headed for the bathroom, grabbing a blanket and wrapping up. While she was in the bathroom, I got dressed into some sweats, and when she returned, she asked me to take her home.

We drove to her house in almost uncomfortable silence. I finally broke the spell by telling her how sexy she was, and that she was the first woman that much older than me that I had sex with. She laughed and told me she had never had sex with anyone younger than she, and we laughed at the thought. About the time we got to her house, she leaned over and tweaked my crotch, told me she had a great time, and insisted that Mandi and I come for dinner that evening. I told her we would.

Mandi was ready to kill me! She was cool with Chuck and was getting into a strange fuck when he began mauling her nipples. When he actually pinched them, she got mad and slapped his hands away. He told her she shouldn't be so bitchy since she was just a slut who fucked other guys while her old man fucked their wives. She had gotten off him, gone into the kitchen and grabbed my chef's knife and came back in the living room and asked him if he wanted his hard-on sliced off. 

He tried to raise up like some kind of redneck badass, but Mandi was ½ American Indian, and had a temper showed it. Chuck decided he would let discretion be the better part of valor and split. That's when Mandi heard me and Wilma still going at it and went to bed. 

I was almost afraid to mention the invite to dinner, and when I did, she said she didn't want to get around a crude redneck bastard like Chuck again. She told me that we shouldn't piss them off after what went on, though, and told me to go and offer her apologies for drinking too much and having a killer hang over. She would stay home and get some rest and maybe take the dog for a long walk.

I went on over to Chuck and Wilma's for dinner, met the kids, met the friends, enjoyed a good meal, and drank a few beers. When I got ready to leave, Wilma walked out with me. 

As we started down the walk to my car, she said, "I don't think Chuck treated Mandi very well. I know how he is, and he was being a shit. He wants to try to swing with people, but he is way too jealous and he just gets angry with whatever female he can take it out on." 

I pondered this for a moment as she continued. "But if you want, I would like to get together with you on our own." 

I looked at her for a second before realizing what she said. 

"Just the two of us?" I asked. 

"Sure. Besides, I want you to teach me how to do that in my bottom. It hurt, but it is so dirty I got turned on by the thought, and I want to learn how to do that. Do you think you could teach me and get me to where it didn't hurt?" 

Well, an old horny butt bandit like me couldn't resist this invitation and I told her, "I think I could do that." 

She laughed a low laugh, and turned toward me, reaching down with a hand between us to grab my cock. 

"I can't wait," she said succinctly. 

I gave her my work phone number, and she told me that Chuck drove a truck and was often gone for 3-4 days in a row. 

"We can have some fun," she said with a smile. 

I left with a hard on and went home.

We actually got together alone for the first time about three weeks later. We had a good fuck on her bed, and Wilma was a willing if physically unable participant in anal sex. She just couldn't seem to relax and loosen up enough to do more than get a pain in her ass. 

I told her that maybe she could use some toys to loosen her up slowly, and when Mandi and I were down in the closest decent town, I slipped out while she was shopping to ostensibly grab a beer but also stopped by a sex shop and got Wilma a selection of sex toys. 

She had a vibrator, but I got a couple more, a butt plug kit with different sizes, and as I was browsing, found the kicker, a latex panty imported from Europe that had two molded dildo-like probes for pussy and ass, and a small ridge to rub the clit of the wearer. The panty had been cast from latex rubber, and the probes and panty made a single, continuous piece. 

Once emplaced, one simply poured some light sex lubricant into the panty and either walked around, exercised, bicycled, rode a horse, or did something else physical to make the probes move in and out of the pussy and ass and the clit ridge would stimulate the clit.

Wilma was almost aghast at the dildo panty when I showed it to her, but she was also a bit curious. She also liked the rest of the toys, and promised to use them. We got together for a couple of more sessions and she showed me how much fun some of the toys were, and she had me fuck her doggie style while she had a small butt plug in her ass. She got a killer orgasm from that one. 

We would meet about once a month for a 2-3 hour session when I was able to get away from my training site early. Mandi watched her soaps in the afternoon when she wasn't working, and didn't like to be disturbed, so I didn't tell her what time I actually got away from work. Wilma worked hard to get her butt hole loosened up for me to actually fuck, but the process was slow and painful. She worked hard getting her tight little hole to loosen up for me, and got to the point where she absolutely loved having me play with a probe in her ass while we fucked doggy style.

I was at work early one afternoon after the site was cleared of people, finishing up my training reports when I noticed a car pull up in front of the facility. I didn't recognize it at first until I noticed a female get out of the car. It was Wilma. I thought this was a bit odd, but I welcomed the interruption since I was in no hurry to head home and had left one of the simulators running so I could do some shooting after I finished my reports. 

As she came down the walk to the front office, I notice that she was walking rather gingerly, like she was sore or something. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a bright red blouse, sleeveless and opened at the neck. She was also wearing some red pumps. As she got closer, she looked a bit flushed. 

She apparently didn't see me sitting at the desk, even though the window was open and I could see her easily. She knocked on the door, and I told her to come in. 

She slipped in the door, looked at me and said, "Is anyone else here?" 

"Nice to see you too," I replied, "and no, no one else is here. Why?" 

She smiled and moved over to my desk, set her hands on it and leaned over to kiss me. I gave her a quick kiss and noticed she wasn't wearing a bra and her tits were exposed from 4 buttons open on her blouse. 

"Nice view," I said, "Is that for me?" 

She laughed and said, "Sure. And I have a surprise for you if you have a little time." 

Mandi wasn't due home from work for another two hours and no one would be showing up at the site for about 3 hours for remedial training, so I was up for a surprise. 

"I have some time. What's the surprise?" 

She laughed and said, "You'll see. Now why don't you show me around this place?" 

I told her there wasn't much to see, but if she would give me a minute to finish my reports I would. She asked if I had a ladies room, and I pointed her out in the hallway to where she needed to go. She walked away in that funny, slow walk, and came back about 5 minutes later as I was finishing my reports. 

"Done yet?" she asked. 

"That I am, let's go," I replied. 

I decided to shut the windows and lock the door so I wouldn't be interrupted accidentally, and we headed over to the left side of the building. It was actually a couple of large Quonset huts joined by a concrete block building in the center. We walked out in the open bay, mostly dark, lit only by the light that seeped in through the floor level vents. She looked around and noted the low lecture stage across the front. 

"What's that for?" she asked. 

"That is where we brief each class on their training, and also give some classes." 

"Oh," she said and slowly looked around. 

Then, after a short pause, she turned and wrapped her arms around my waist. 

"Are you sure you want that surprise?" she asked. 

"Sure," I said. 

"Well, I am so horny I am running juice down my legs. I need someone to lick me clean. Can you help me with that?" Wilma asked. 

"Oh you bet," I quickly answered, "that sounds like you have an emergency on hand." 

"I do," she laughed, and began to rub my cock through my uniform pants. 

"And I need some help with something else." 

"What's that?" I asked. 

She took my hand and pulled it down to her thighs. I rubbed her bare leg below the skirt and she pushed my hand up under her skirt. I thought that she was definitely in a hurry so I ran my hand on up her thigh to her crotch, half expecting her not have any panties on, only to be blocked by a the feeling of rubber. I stepped back in surprise and then it dawned on me. She was wearing the dildo panties!

This was an unexpected delight, and I asked, "So when did you decide you would wear my little present for you?" 

She laughed lightly, grabbed my hand and pushed in harder into her crotch. I took the hint, and began rubbing along the center where the clitoral knob of the panties would be, and she responded with a moan. 

"I thought maybe I would try them out today, and decided I liked them more than I thought. They were nice after I finally got them situated. And after I moved around a bit in them they made me really horny. So I decided to surprise you and see if you would like to take them off me. I had an orgasm while I was driving over her and almost ran off the road." 

I chuckled and said, "Better be careful where you wear those. It could be dangerous." 

She pushed against my hand and said, "Rub a little harder." 

I massaged into the neoprene surface, and watched her breath quicken until she finally burst into an orgasm. 

"Damn, these things are so much better than I first thought. When you gave me these things, I thought you were crazy. But the more I thought about it the more I figured I would give them a try. And you were right about the best way to put them on." 

I would like to have seen her wiggling around and getting the two molded probes into her pussy and ass, but there was time for that later. I had another idea in mind. 

"So you got the back one in without a lot of problems?" I asked. 

She chuckled again, and said, "It hurt a little at first, but I used some nice flavored lube and slowly worked both in at the same time. After I got them part of the way in, I peeled the upper part over my legs and then pulled them the rest of the way up. After I sat on my stool, both dildos went all the way in and have been there ever since. The one in my ass is still a little uncomfortable but I think I'm getting used to it." 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 04



I liked the sound of that, since I was trying to be patient but really wanted to slam fuck that nice ass of hers. 

"Well what say we get you out of them now and see if I can't take care of your little problem!"

She laughed and said, "Sounds fine to me." 

I led her over to the platform and pushed her gently back onto it, laying her backward until her ass was hanging over the edge. I made a note that it was perfect crotch height. I pushed her skirt up and reached to the top of the panty, and began to slowly peel them down, turning them inside out as I went. 

I got them past the level of her pussy when she squirmed a bit and said, "Be careful. Take them off real slow." 

I obliged and very gently eased them slightly down on her thighs until I could see the base of the probe in her pussy. I reached down with two fingers, and began to slide them out of her pussy and ass. I pushed the panty down a little further and finally freed both probes from their former hiding spaces. I finished slipping them off her legs and held them up. With them inside out, both probes stood straight up in my hands. 

"Wow," she said, "I feel suddenly empty." 

I laughed and said, "Come on. I have a surprise for you." 

I took her hands and helped her back to her feet, and we headed into the other side of the facility where the simulators were. It was dark in there as well, except for the machine I had left running. 

The shooting simulator could be used in both the standing and prone shooting positions, but we generally left it standing. I carefully moved the weapon off the machine and placed it on some chairs beside the machine so I didn't stress the joint on the recoil rod. She watched me curiously but quietly, and I retrieved a couple of more sandbags from another machine, and placed the sandbags on either side of the shooting area. 

After I had things ready, I took her hand, backed her up to the machine, and lifted her by the waist until she was sitting on the platform. I told her to lay back on the platform, and pulled her toward me slightly and placed her legs on the sandbags on either side of the shooting position. I was face to face with her juicy pussy.

"Pull your tits out and play with them, "I told her. 

She complied and I dived into her pussy, wasting no time in getting to her clit. I worked her clit into my lips and pushed it back out with my tongue, and got into a rhythm while she mauled her tits and moaned. I felt her building toward an orgasm, so I kept the rhythm steady and pressed my lips in a bit harder. 

Just before she could launch into an orgasm, I slid two fingers into her pussy. This gave her a new stimulation and she moaned louder. After a few seconds I added a finger to her asshole, and finally added the last of my fingers to her ass, and began pounding my fingers into her like she was getting double fucked. 

She jerked once, then twice, and let loose with a loud moan, writhing around on my hand and after a couple of more spasms, relaxed on the platform. I kept gently kissing her pussy and slowly probed with my fingers, until she finally raised her head and looked down at me with a grin. 

She blurted out, "Damn, you have the knack for doing the right thing when I need it!" 

I laughed and replied, "Glad I could help." 

She pushed herself up on her elbows and said, "If you'll pull your hand out of my stomach and get me down, I think I want something bigger than fingers in my pussy." 

"Whatever you say," I said, and after pulling my fingers out, I helped her down. 

She held on to the side of the platform, still a little unsteady from the orgasm, and watched as I moved the sandbags back to their normal position and put the weapon back. I took her hand and we walked back to the other bay, and I slid her back on to the lecture stage again so she hung out over the edge as before. 

I had a raging hard on in my pants, and I didn't bother to take them off, especially with the combat boots I was wearing. I unbuttoned my pants and whipped my cock out into the cool air, and with no hesitation, suddenly plunged into her sopping pussy. She reacted with a quick groan, and then started moaning. 

As I slid my cock in and out, I told her, "That pussy lube you used tasted good." 

I smiled at her and licked the fingers I had been probing her pussy with. I tugged her blouse open, unbuttoning the last couple of buttons and mauled her tits as I slammed into her pussy. She bounced her ass and moaned some more, squeezing her eyes tightly shut. This went on for a while until she finally opened her eyes, and I could feel her building toward another orgasm. 

I slid a thumb down to her clit and gently massaged it until she rocked through several spasms, softly saying, "Damn, fuck me......fuck....shit this feels great....fuck me.....harder.....harder." 

She finally finished and relaxed, and looked at me. 

"Aren't you going to cum?" 

I chuckled and said, "Remember, my job is to get you to where you can handle a cock in your ass. Are you ready to try again?" 

She looked at me and said, "Well, the panty hurt a little and it isn't as big as you, but I guess we can try. Do you want me to turn around?" 

I thought about it for a minute but told her, "No, just stay like this. It might be easier for you." 

"Ok," she replied, "be slow and gentle."

I kept up the motion with my cock in her pussy for another minute until she settled back and relaxed. Staying in her pussy, I reached down under my cock and found that she had dribbled lube in her asshole and on the front of my pants! No time to worry now though, so I slid my cock out and slowly rubbed it around her crinkled little asshole. I pressed in slowly, and she began to moan again, this time without much pleasure. 

"Easy," she said. 

I kept an easy steady pressure until I finally slipped into the tight ring of her asshole. 

"Ow," she cried, and I stopped moving. 

"Don't move and try to relax," I told her. 

"I'm trying," she said, "but it hurts." 

I remained still, feeling her alternately grip and loosen her asshole around my cock. Finally, I eased a bit more into her ass. She had her eyes shut again, and I reached out and held both hands. She gripped my hands tightly and moaned again as I slowly pushed more cock into her ass. 

As I began to withdraw the 3" I had eased in, she moaned again and said, "It still hurts too much." 

"Try one more time," I asked," and try to relax some more." 

"I'm trying," she complained," but you're too big for my ass." 

I chuckled and said, "Thanks, but I can't make it any smaller without it getting soft." 

She writhed in pain as I tried to add a bit more of my cock to her ass, and finally said, "It still isn't working. After I had the pantie on for a while I thought I could really do it because it started feeling really good having something in my ass, but I can't do this." 

I looked down, and since my eyes were adjusted to the light in the bay, enjoyed the view of my cock partially buried in her ass while her pussy was gaped open, still dripping juice, her legs pushed back on either side of her tits and still wearing those red pumps. It was a stirring sight and my cock got even bigger. 

She finally said, "Please take it out. I'm sorry but it still isn't working." 

I reluctantly eased my cock out of her asshole, and she sighed. 

"Can you finish in my pussy?" she asked plaintively. 

I told her, "Let me clean my cock real quick and then finish me in your mouth." 

She smiled and said, "OK. I can do that."

I dashed off to the men's room and cleaned my cock and returned. She had spun around, taken off her blouse and rolled it up and placed it under her neck. When I walked up, she laid her head over the edge of the stage and opened her mouth. I slid my cock into her mouth and after a couple of strokes, pushed all the way down into her throat. 

She pushed me back for a second and then pulled me in again. I face fucked her and reached down and fingered her clit. She started a muffled moan and I finally felt my orgasm building. I picked up the rhythm of my stroke until I was about ready to cum. I mauled her clit a bit harder and finally got her into another orgasm. This finally set me off and I splashed a load deep into her throat. 

She gagged for a second, only to bury me balls deep in her throat again. I hadn't noticed but she had a bit of a masochistic streak, but also seemed to have a dominant side as well. She sucked and slobbered until I finally withdrew from her mouth. 

She slid back up on the stage and as she sat up, grabbed her head and said, "Whoa. I'm a little dizzy." 

I told her it was from hanging her head down like she did, and it would pass in a second. I helped her stand up on the floor, and leaned her against the stage. I picked up her blouse and put it on her, and buttoned it over her tits. I pulled her skirt back into place, and kissed her. 

"You're sweet," she murmured as I led her back toward the office.

"What are you going to do with the dildo panty?" I asked. 

She looked at me for a minute, and said, "Will you help me put it back on?" 

Never one to run down a lady in need, I told her, "Let's do it." 

I led her into the ladies room where I had stashed it and asked her if she still had the lube. 

"It's in my purse." I watched as she dashed out the door, almost running into it before unlocking the latch. She returned from her car with a small bottle of flavored sex lube, and I greased up the probes for her. 

She slipped both feet into the leg holes, and I pulled the center section up toward her crotch until the probes just reached her pussy and ass. She positioned them where they would go in, and then I pushed upward from under the center between the probes as she pulled the panty up and into position. She winced slightly as the anal probe slipped in, but quickly relaxed. 

Once the panty was in place, she smoothed her skirt and said, "I better go." 

She headed for the door and I told her to come back again some time. 

She smiled as she went out the door, and turned and said, "When is the next time you're scheduled to close?" 

I looked that the schedule but noticed that it was a day when Mandi wasn't working, and told her it wouldn't be until the next schedule came out. 

"Maybe I can trade with someone," I told her. 

"Let me know," she said, and started out the door. 

She turned around for a second, though, pulled open her blouse, leaned over and shook her tits at me. 

"A little something to remember me by," she laughed and went to her car. I cleaned up, locked up and headed home.

Wilma and I got together a couple of more times in the next month, each time getting closer to actually getting into a good ass fuck with her, and she was really trying hard. She would wear the dildo panty when she could, and finally started getting to the point where she could handle the second size butt plug. She tried the largest one, which was the same diameter as my cock, but she still had trouble getting it all the way in.

During this time frame, Mandi had a death in her family, not a close member but someone that she really wanted to pay last respects to. She decided to go back home for a couple of days to attend the funeral and do some visiting, and made arrangements to fly out of the closest major city, a Midwestern hub. I took her to the airport, and saw her off.

The next day at work, I was closing up when I saw Wilma's car pull in. She stayed in the car since there were still some people on the simulators, and I walked out to her car. 

She smiled at me and said, "It's a shame there's people here. I need your help getting undressed." 

The leer on her face told me everything, as she reached down and pulled her skirt up. I got a glimpse of the dildo panty and she smoothed the skirt back down. 

"I'm getting used to this thing, "she said. "Can you come over to my house one day this week? Chuck is leaving for a 5-day run in the morning." 

This was a pleasant surprise, since Mandi was away as well. 

"Mandi is back home for a few days. Why don't you come over to my place?" I asked. 

"I'd love to but I need to stay close to home in case I need to go get my kids at school. Besides, I'll pick up some beer for you." 

I laughed and thanked her, but told her, "Stick around for a minute and let me look at the schedule." 

I left her and went back in the office. I looked at the schedule and noticed that we had a down day in a couple of days, so I wouldn't have to work at all. 

I went back out and told her about the down day, and she said "Great. Why don't you come over about 1:00. We'll have plenty of time to play. And my kids have a late event at school that day anyway." 

I replied, "Sounds good. See you at 1:00. And wear those red pumps." 

She laughed as she started the engine, and smiled at me. 

"Maybe," she laughed, and pulled away.

As I pulled up the street to Wilma's house, I noticed Ann's car was gone. Ann was her best friend down the street, and never walked to Wilma's house, even though it was only three houses away. She always drove her car. She was strange, too. A local, she had been married about 12 years, and had a couple of kids, one the same age as Wilma's daughter. 

Ann looked like a local too, kinda slim, not much for tits, plain looking, and appeared to have clawed her way out of a hard-scrabble family to a lower middle class existence. She had given me a sort of disgusted but amused look when we met, and I had little to say to her. Anyway, I drove on up to Wilma's house, parked and went to the door. Before I could knock, the door opened. 

When I stepped in, Wilma was behind the door, wearing a sheer gown and her red pumps. She had fixed her hair and make-up, and her reddish hair looked really good, better than I had ever seen it. Her make-up was flawless too. She had a drink in her hand, and asked me if I wanted a beer. I accepted and watched her walk into the kitchen. 

Her ass was visible through the gown, and I started getting hard in my shorts as I watched that ass bouncing away. 

When she returned, she noticed the obvious bulge and said, "Aren't you just ready to go!" 

I took a draw from the beer and laughed, telling her, "Just watching your ass going away started this." 

It was her turn to laugh. 

"I'm glad I still have that effect on someone," she quipped. 

I moved over to her and grabbed her around the waist with one hand. I moved in and kissed her. I got a long kiss and some tongue in return, and she pressed up against me, wrapping one leg around my leg and moving it up and down in a slow stroke. I broke off the kiss and she looked at me. 

"Wow. Nice way to start." 

She gently pulled away from me and said, "Come on in." 

I followed her through the house and straight into the bedroom. 

As I entered I said, "Would you be in a bit of a hurry yourself?" 

She laughed out loud, then looking back at me said, "You think I could actually get horny with you?" 

I just smiled and said, "I hope so." 

She came up to me and said, "I can." 

She set her drink down and pulled me close, rubbing her tits into my chest. I could feel the hard nipples through my t-shirt. She ground her crotch into me and pulled me down for another kiss. As we kissed, she took my beer, and set it down and continued kissing me. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and pushed it back out with hers. 

As I got harder, she rubbed against me even more. She broke away long enough to snatch my t-shirt over my head, and quickly leaned down and tongued one of my nipples. This was a surprise, albeit pleasant. She rubbed my cock though my shorts, and in a minute or so I was fully hard. She left my nipples, kissed down my stomach, dropping to the floor on her knees and pulled my shorts down. 

As my cock sprang free, she engulfed it in her mouth. She took most of it down her throat and after about 4-5 slow strokes, stopped, stood up and pushed me toward her bed. 

"Lay down on your back," she commanded. 

I lay back on the bed, and she looked at me with a serious but horny look, and slipped out of her gown. She climbed on the bed, straddling my head with her crotch and quickly dropped her pussy onto my face. She leaned down in a 69 position and swallowed my cock whole, gagging a bit at first, then started working a long steady stroke. I mauled her clit with my tongue, and my efforts were rewarded with a moan. 

I began working her clit in earnest, stroking it with my tongue, and concentrated on not coming in her mouth from the nice suck she was putting on me. I noticed a sheen around her asshole and realized that she had already been doing something with her asshole because it was still lubricated. I pushed a finger into her pussy and one into her asshole, and was rewarded with another deep stroke down her throat. 

I worked her clit until I thought she was about to orgasm, when she suddenly spit out my cock, and jumped off me. Before I could say anything, she straddled me, and slid her pussy down on top my cock. She slowly slid her pussy up and down the length of it without penetrating. She leaned over, placing her hands on my shoulders, and began to slowly stroke her pussy up to the head of my cock and then slide all the way down to where she would take just a bit of the head into her pussy. 

This went on for a while, with her taking a little more cock into her pussy at a time, until finally, to my relief, she slid the entire length into her. Her pussy was hot and juicy, and she dribbled pussy juice over my stomach. She stayed fully impaled for a moment, eyes closed tightly, and then slid my cock out and stroked her pussy and clit on it again. 

She did this for several minutes, and I kept still and watched with fascination. Her nipples were rock hard, and I reached up to play with them only to have her push my hands back to my sides. She kept riding for a while until after a few more minutes, when she had slid all the way out, I felt my cock began to penetrate again, only this time I was different than her pussy. There was more resistance. She pushed back, and with a slow intake of breath, pushed back until I felt the head of my cock entered her asshole.

She stayed still for a moment, then slipped out and rode up on top my cock again, grinding her clit into the head. She had yet to open her eyes. She slid back down and again backed onto my cock, this time slowly taking a couple of inches into her tight butt hole. She leaned up a bit and slid back down, this time keeping my cock in her ass. She pushed back some more, taking over half into her ass. 

She pulled back out to the ring of my cock head and again pushed back, her face drawn in pain, stopping for a second, and then with another sharp intake of breath, pushed back until I was completely inside her ass. She leaned back, took another deep breath, and opened her eyes. 

"Give me my drink," she said. 

I reached over, grabbed her drink and handed it up. She drank it down slowly, sighing contentedly, and handed the glass back to me. 

She seemed to have gotten over the pain, because after I sat her glass down, she smiled at me and said, "I have your cock all the way up my ass." 

"I can feel it," I replied, "and it feels great." 

She smiled again and said, "I want to do this now. I want to feel your cum in my ass. I want to know what it feels like to have a hard cock slam in and out of my little butt hole. I need this." 

I didn't know what to say, but it didn't take but a second before she leaned over and began to slowly slid my cock out of her ass, only to stop and slowly slide it back in, She rode my cock with her ass slowly, carefully, letting her clit press into my stomach occasionally. Then she stopped, and without saying anything, threw one leg over to my side, and carefully pivoted around so she had her back to me, never removing my cock from her ass. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 04



She leaned down and set her hands on my knees and began to stroke slowly up and down. I had a great view of my cock almost pulling out of her pucker only to be completely engulfed again. 

She finally began to talk. "Damn, I never thought this would happen but it doesn't hurt anymore. Damn, this feels good. Fuck my ass you bastard. I want your cum in my ass. Put it deep in me." 

I got even harder as this went on, and found myself getting close to an orgasm. 

That's when she stopped, looked over her shoulder and said, "Please don't cum yet. I want you to do it now." 

She slid my cock out of her ass, leaned over on the bed and stuck her ass high in the air. I sat up and got on my knees behind her. Her asshole had closed back up but as I probed into her again, she opened up and I slid back in with no trouble. Her ass was hot and tight, and she moaned when I had finally pushed the entire length into her. 

"Damn it goes a lot deeper like this, "she complained. 

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked. 

"No, please don't. I want to do this." 

I eased back into to the hilt, eliciting another moan, and realized I was pushing past her inner sphincter, deep into her gut. 

"God I can feel it in my throat," she moaned. 

She had her head pressed down on the bed and I began to slowly stroke in her ass, pulling a couple of inches out and slowly pushing back in. 

"Why don't you reach under and rub your clit," I suggested. 

She complied immediately, and began to rub her clit in earnest. I kept a slow stroke going in her ass until after a few more strokes, she hit her orgasm, and the spasms gripped my cock like a little hand. She rocked through her orgasm, and pulled her hand out. She reached back with one hand and pulled on an ass cheek. 

"Come on, fucker, cum in my ass." 

I figured it was time, and I began to long stroke in and out of her ass, picking up the speed until I was finally getting to slam fuck that fine ass. 

She started wailing in a high pitch, and I slowed down, only to have her scream, "Fuck my ass, goddamit." 

I retuned to the merciless pounding and she started wailing and moaning, and started saying, "Fuck my ass," over and over. 

I told her to reach back with both hands and hold her ass open for me, and she complied quickly. I grabbed her waist and slam fucked that asshole like there was no tomorrow, finally feeling a good cum building inside me. I told her to hold on to her ass so I could fill it full of cum. As she grabbed those luscious butt cheeks and pulled them wide open for me, she wailed even louder as she suddenly burst into an orgasm I didn't expect. 

This put me over the top, and I blasted shot after shot of cum, loading what felt like a pint into her ass. I had three or four small spasms, then finally I stopped stroking and pressed deep into her, not moving. She was breathing heavily and shuddered a couple of times. I let my cock continue to soften, and finally slipped from her ass. 

She stayed on her knees for another minute, asshole gaped wide open, her pussy dripping juice onto the bed. She had a hand tucked under her chin, and finally eased onto her side. That's when the first bit of brown stained cum began to leak from her ass. I rolled her onto her stomach, let her rest for a minute, finished my beer and got up to get another one. I asked her if she wanted another drink, and she mumbled something in the affirmative. 

I fixed her drink, and returned with it and my beer, enjoying the sight of her naked body wearing nothing but her red pumps. Her ass cheeks were still red from where she had gripped them so tightly. When I sat down, I noticed that her asshole was still slightly open. I told her she might want to head for the bathroom first, and she rolled over on her side, looked at me, took her drink and sipped it. Then silently, she eased off the bed, and started to step away. 

She suddenly put one hand behind her, and dashed for the bathroom. I chuckled and followed her, looking in to see her sitting on the toilet with my cum slowly dripping from her butt. She looked at me vehemently, and motioned me out. I took my beer and went back to the bedroom. 

I had just sat down on the end of the bed when I noticed the closet door was partially open. She normally left this door shut. It was a large walk-in closet that doubled as her dressing area, and she normally didn't let anyone see her closet. But before I could wonder about this I heard a strange noise, a kind of gasp, and realized it had come from the closet. 

My first thought was she had let Chuck watch us fuck for some reason, and worried that he would be trouble. I figured I would confront him, though, and slipped off the bed and over to the wall away from the door handle. I quietly reached over and pulled the door open with a quick tug, to be met with a muffled shriek. When I looked into the closet, Ann, the neighbor, was sitting on Wilma's vanity stool with a video camera. She was wearing a large t-shirt, and her eyes were wide open with fright. 

Before I could say anything, Wilma came out of the bathroom said, "What are you doing?" 

I looked at her, getting angrier all the time, and shot back, "What the hell are you doing?" 

I looked back at Ann, who had fixed her gaze on my cock. When she realized that I was looking at her, she looked away, quickly turning red from embarrassment. 

Wilma started by saying, "You said you like to watch. I wanted to watch too, especially since I was confident this was the first time I could take a cock all the way in my ass. In case I didn't get to do this again for a while, I could watch it when I wanted to, and maybe let Ann watch it too. She needs help." 

I looked back at Ann, and she squirmed nervously, avoiding looking at me. 

"OK, but you could have warned me first," I spit out. 

Wilma smiled at me, and walked over to the closet. 

"Come on out, Ann," she told her. 

Wilma took the video camera from her and she stepped out of the closet. The two of us were still naked, and Ann seemed really uncomfortable. I went to put on my shorts but Wilma stopped me. 

"Ann needs a lesson or two, and I want you to teach her." 

This was possibly an interesting development except for the fact that I found Ann anything but attractive. I'm not sure what she would do to get me hard but I doubted she would be able to accomplish it. 

"Let me tell you some things about her," Wilma said. 

Ann looked at her with pleading eyes and said, "No. Please don't tell him anything." 

I was curious though, and gulped down the rest of my beer. 

Wilma said, "Let's get a refill, fix Ann a drink and we can tell you the whole story. Ann, you stay right her on this bed until we return." 

Ann looked like a little puppy dog but sat down and stayed right there. We went into the kitchen, filled the drinks and returned to the bedroom. I sipped my beer and watched as Wilma walked over to Ann and reached down, took the t-shirt by the bottom and quickly pulled it up and over Ann's head, throwing the shirt into the closet and shutting the door. Ann's hand went instinctively over her beasts. 

Wilma walked back to her, and handed her a drink, and pushed the other hand down on the bed. She looked at Ann with a mean look but she left her hand on the bed. That was when I noticed that Ann was wearing the dildo panty! That must have been why she made that noise. After watching and taping Wilma and I she had an orgasm in those panties.

Wilma began the story of Ann, telling me how Ann was a virgin when a drunk uncle had raped her when she was fourteen, and then she was told that no one would ever marry her since she was no longer "cherry." This created a severe problem for Ann's psyche.  

Fortunately, she met a guy from a town several miles away who was there working a construction contract on the military post. They hit it off, and after a casual courtship of several dates, they got engaged. She was 16 at the time and wanted away from her home and redneck family. They got married, and she had sex with a man she loved for the first time. He was about as knowledgeable and naive as she was, and they struggled to figure it out for the first few times. Someone had told him that the woman was supposed to lay on her back and he would get on top and put his cock inside her, and that was all you did. She didn't know any better, having only the most rudimentary sex education from a Sunday School teacher who had helped her after she first began to menstruate. 

Ann and her husband had three kids, and that was the result of half the times they had sex. She would lay on her back, her husband would poke around until she was moist enough for penetration, slide it in and stoke away until he had an orgasm. Until Wilma had introduced her to a vibrator, she didn't know what an orgasm was. And even worse, when Wilma, as many women do, asked Ann about how big her husband's cock was, she really didn't know as they never saw each other naked, but she said it felt about 4" long or so. 

When she used Wilma's 7" vibrator, she barely got half in before she was so full she stopped, saying that it was more than her husband. All this time, Ann sipped her drink and squirmed around on the bed. She kept an embarrassed look until finally Wilma told her to stop it. Wilma also told me that she had talked Ann into wearing the dildo panty while she taped us having sex so she could get loosened up in case she decided she wanted to join the fun. Ann got embarrassed again, and when Wilma gave her a dirty look she meekly looked away. Ann looked at least Wilma's age but it turned out she was only 24, a few years younger than I was.

All this was interesting, especially when Wilma told me that to make getting the dildo panty on easier, she made Ann shave her pussy bald and gave her some of the flavored lubrication. She then told Ann to lie back on the bed. 

Ann complied, and Wilma told me, "Take it off her." 

I grabbed another quick sip of beer and pushed Ann's legs back. I started peeling the waistband down and slowly pulled until the probes were in sight, and stopped. Wilma was right, she was shaved completely bare, and it was a fresh shave at that. I pushed down on the probes and they began to slip from Ann's pussy and ass. 

Before I realized it, I noticed that Wilma had the video camera out and was taping me removing the panties. Ann put her hand over her face and turned away, but Wilma kept taping. I slowly pulled the probes free, making Ann groan under her breath. After clearing them from her legs and feet, I showed them to the camera, inside out so the probes stuck out. 

That's when Wilma told Ann, "Get on your knees with your legs spread." 

Ann was already looking like she might throw up any second, but now looked absolutely horrified. She opened her mouth to protest. 

Wilma lowered the camera and asked her, "Do you want me to send this tape to your Mom?" 

She almost cried, but turned around and raised her ass in the air. Her pussy and ass were slightly open from just having the probes removed, and the view of her shaved crotch from, quite obviously now, front to back was actually enticing. Wilma zoomed in for a close view, and pulled her shot back out. 

She told Ann to sit back up and returned her drink to her. Ann finished the drink, and Wilma handed it to me and asked me to get her a refill. Ann tried to pass it off, but Wilma insisted again and I got a refill. Ann sipped a bit of it as Wilma told me what she needed from me. 

"Do you think you can make Ann have an orgasm or two, like you do to me?" 

I told her that it was up to Ann, but Ann was trying to sink into the bed. I doubted she would be cooperative anyway, and force was not my thing unless it was a mutual S&M game. But Wilma leaned over and said something into Ann's ear, then something else, and Ann partially smiled and blushed again. 

Finally Wilma smiled at me and said, "Ann would really like you to make her have an orgasm." 

Ann looked at me shyly and smiled, and then looked at my cock. 

I figured, "What the hell." 

Wilma grabbed the camera again, and said, "OK, I am the director, and you two are my actors, and I want some action. So let's get to it."

As soon as the tape was rolling again she had me move over to the bed and told Ann to suck my cock until it was good and hard. Ann complied, slowly taking the head into her mouth. I thought she would throw up for a second, but she glued her eyes shut and valiantly gave it a try. As she sucked, she scraped her teeth on my cock, and I jumped in pain. 

Ann looked scared and asked in a meek voice, "Did I do something bad?" 

What hard I had gotten had been immediately lost, so Wilma stopped the tape and gave Ann a short tutorial on sucking cock. Ann nodded in understanding, and gave me a second try. She was timid at first, not wanting to hurt me again, but finally began to show a little enthusiasm. I looked down at that clean shaved pussy, and imaged what flavor it was from the dildo panty, and began to get really hard again. 

I looked at Wilma, nice tits, still in those red pumps, great tits for her age, taping the scene. This got me really hard again, and finally Wilma broke off the shot and told me to get on the bed. I laid back and Wilma had Ann climb on top me like she had. 

Wilma knelt at the bottom of the bed behind Ann and began taping again. She told Ann to reach down and grab my cock and slowly put it in her pussy. Ann responded, slowly easing my cock in. 

When she had about half of it, she said quietly, "It's so big." 

Wilma chuckled and told Ann, "That's the point, sweetie. Push a real cock up in you this time." 

Ann began to slide back down my cock, wincing slightly from the pain of having a cock pushing deep inside her. By the time she got half of my cock into her pussy I was in virgin territory. I reached up and began to play with what little tits she had, slowly manipulating her nipples. They responded by getting hard, and Ann looked down at her chest and blushed again. 

I pulled her to me and sucked one of those little tits into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the nipple. After a second, Ann let out an audible sigh. Wilma jumped up and ran around the bed to get some of this action. I pulled away and sucked the other tit into my mouth, applying the same action to the nipple. It responded by getting rock hard and Ann let out another sigh, this time easing down until she had my cock buried in her pussy. 

Wilma told Ann to start riding up and down on my cock, and she responded, awkwardly at first, but finally finding a good position to work from. While obviously a rookie, she was starting to get some real enthusiasm into the deal, and from the feel of her pussy, I didn't think it would be long before Ann had an orgasm. 

Wilma kept the tape rolling and sure enough, Ann had a quiet, shuddering orgasm, and almost collapsed on my chest, panting with labored breath. Wilma stopped the tape, and had Ann get into a 69 position and told her to suck my cock while she taped. I licked Ann's pussy, noticing the clean, slightly strawberry flavor. 

I concentrated on her clit, and Ann lost all effort at trying to suck my cock, content to get eaten while she held about half my cock in her mouth. Wilma apparently roused her by pushing on the back of Ann's head, and she almost gagged, but returned to stroking about half my cock in her mouth. Within minutes, she had another orgasm, this one more vocal and it rattled my cock with the vibration. That's when Wilma stopped the camera again, and whispered in Ann's ear.

Ann got off me and Wilma motioned me to get behind her. Wilma pushed Ann's head down onto the bed and I got on my knees and aimed my cock for her pussy. Wilma motioned me to slowly push into her pussy, and I worked it in an inch at a time until I was in to the hilt. Then I slowly withdrew. 

Wilma motioned me to get rolling, and I began to pound into Ann's tight pussy with a passion. Ann began to moan and groan. Before I knew what was up, Ann was rolling through another orgasm, this one more violent than the last. My guess was she had been building up for this for a lifetime, and it was starting to come out now. 

I had a death grip on her slender hips and pounded her pussy like a jack hammer. I looked down and she had her head turned to the side, eyes shut and was drooling on the bed. Wilma got down on the bed and shot a close-up of her face in the middle of her orgasm. After grinning at me, she motioned me to slow back down. 

I let up on the pounding and Ann gradually began to wiggle her ass around. Wilma handed me the bottle of flavored lube, and had me lubricate Ann's ass. Ann was startled at first when I poured the liquid onto her asshole, but after I began to work a finger in she relaxed and wiggled into it. I added a second finger and could feel my cock through the wall of her ass. 

Wilma once again bent over and whispered something in Ann's ear. Ann looked at Wilma and tried to shake her head no, but Wilma leaned over and said something else to her. She looked a bit scared at first, but pushed her face back into the comforter. 

After watching me fingering Ann's asshole for a while, Wilma returned to taping and came over to where she could get a good view, and quietly told me to put my cock in Ann's ass. As I pulled out, Ann seemed to tense up, and I rubbed and stroked her ass gently, telling her to relax and just let it flow, like she did with the dildo panty. 

She moaned when I put my fingers back in her asshole, and then after stroking for a minute, eased the head of my cock even with her little pucker. Actually, she had a smooth little hole, partially open from my fingering, and I pressed my cock head against it. Wilma was concentrating on taping and had a close-up of the action. I slowly pushed in until I popped free of her sphincter, and Ann let out a long, low moan. 

I held still for a minute only to have Ann begin to wiggle her ass back toward me. I pressed in some more, and her asshole felt like a tight hand gripping my cock. As I went deeper, Ann began to moan louder and rocked her ass back and forth. I wasn't sure if she wanted more or less. But I pressed on until I squeezed past her inner sphincter and pressed my stomach against her skinny butt. 

Wilma stopped taping for a second and asked me if I could lift one leg up and on my foot like they did in porno movies so she could tape from underneath. I obliged, and although I had seen this done in movies before I didn't realize until then how hard it was to really do any deep stroking with any power like that. But Wilma got the camera down on the bed, and moved the view finder around so she could get all the action from down under, and told me to start stroking into Ann's ass.

Ann groaned again when I withdrew about half my cock and pushed back in, but she hadn't pulled away, so I slid about half my cock out again and back in. Ann was suddenly quiet and not moving. I looked down, and noticed that she had her eyes shut and didn't appear to be conscious at first. But she moaned again, and began pushing her ass back toward me. 

I figured she was alright and began to pull more cock out before sliding back in. I slowly increased the rhythm and got some rhythmic groans in return. 

As I finally started pulling my cock almost from her asshole before sliding back to maximum depth, Ann started a strange "Uhnn, uhnn, uhnn..." with each stroke. 

It gradually got louder as I pounded harder. I got a grip on her waist so she couldn't move and went at her asshole in a frenzy. Since I had already cum once this one was going to take some stimulation. I enjoyed the view of my cock pounding into her hairless ass, and from this view she looked very young indeed. 

Wilma slid the camera out from under us, and I dropped back onto both knees, and hammered Ann's ass. I wasn't sure I could cum, though, until I felt Wilma fondling my balls from behind me. I could feel her nipples rubbing my back as I slammed in and out of Ann's asshole, and Ann was getting louder all the time. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 04



Sometime in the next few seconds, Ann cut loose with another orgasm, and the spasms on my cock felt great. This got me to the brink, and when Wilma rubbed my balls again, I finally shot a load into Ann's ass. I saw stars from the power of this one, considering the difficulty I had in getting there. 

I slowed to a stop, and watched as Wilma grabbed the camera again. I noticed that it was still rolling, so she must have left it running while she played with me. She zoomed in and got a close-up of me pulling out of Ann's asshole. I held her butt cheeks wide open so Wilma could get a shot of her gaping asshole. A small dribble of cum and lube had oozed from her gaping asshole and hung just above her pussy. It was quite a sight!

Ann rolled onto her side, and Wilma told her she should head into the bathroom in case her ass started to leak cum, and sent her on her way. Wilma left and returned with a beer for me and a refill for her. She chuckled as she sat down on the bed, and watched me as I sat up against the headboard. 

"You may have created a monster," she said with a chuckle. "Ann must have had three or four orgasms." 

I felt flattered, and sipped my beer. 

"I hope not. I would hate to think she would want me to do this again." 

Wilma looked downcast, and said, "Now this was really fun and I know you enjoyed yourself. Don't start any shit with me." 

I explained, "I just don't want Ann coming back for more when I don't want to be there for more. She has a husband and kids and I don't have any intention of shedding a wife and getting a new one." 

Wilma looked at me quizzically, and finally said, "That wasn't why you were here, and will never be. I don't want that to happen either, with me or her. I just want both of us to have a good time and let her know that there is more to sex than laying there once or twice a year while a little bitty pecker pushes into her. She can go home with a copy of this tape and since I taught her to masturbate, she can have an orgasm occasionally. She had no desire to make any major change in her life. Honestly, you're just a sorry bastard!" 

I was taken aback, and humbled. 

"Sorry. Just as long as you know where I stand. I don't mind being a distraction." 

Wilma gave me a dirty look, but then softened and leaned over gave my cock a pat. 

"How about we just keep you around as an occasional cock for fun, and maybe even not talk to you. We'll just use you for our pleasure and send you packing!" 

I wasn't sure if she was serious but the idea didn't seem so bad to me, so I replied, "Sounds fine to me. If that's what you want to do!" 

Wilma laughed and told me, "You better. Chuck and I are going to split soon, and I will need a good fucking once in a while before I find someone I really want to be with. Now that you taught me so many things from a sexual view, I think I can freak out some of the guys I know around here!" 

This was interesting, and somewhat dangerous news, but Wilma apparently didn't have a long term relation in mind so I was in the clear.

Ann returned from the bathroom, still naked, and lay down on the bed, curling up in a fetal position. 

"What's the matter sweetie?" Wilma asked. 

Ann sighed and answered, "I just don't want another baby." 

Wilma and I both laughed, but after seeing Ann's panicked look, I explained, "I don't make babies. I have some pretty copious cum but I don't make babies. OK?" 

Ann was still perplexed. 

"But when you squirt in me, doesn't that mean I will have a baby?" 

Now it was Wilma's turn to laugh. 

"Sweetie, he squirted in your ass. You can't have a baby from a man's cum in your ass." 

I tipped up my beer and heard Ann ask, "Are you sure?" 

I almost gagged on my beer, and went to the kitchen for a refill. I returned to Wilma holding a book on human reproduction and explaining the complete process to Ann. Considering that she had children, this was a shock, but then, ignorance seemed to be rampant among the locals around this God forsaken place. 

When she seemed satisfied with this new knowledge, especially knowing that she would not get pregnant from anal sex, she looked at me and said, "Then can you put in up me back there again?" 

Wilma found this funny, and laughed almost in her face, only to recover and tell her, "Sweetie, I am so glad you liked it. But not today. Maybe if we ask him nicely, he will come back and we can have a little private party again. But until then, just let this be our little secret." 

Ann looked a bit disappointed but after another refill on her drink, seemed to be fine with the situation. Wilma told her she could take the dildo panty with her for a few days, but she had to make sure she cleaned it really well after wearing it. Ann was ecstatic. 

Then, with a sudden look of consternation, said, "We don't have anything on." 

True, I thought, but before I could reply, Wilma told her, "And for good reason. You need to be naked occasionally. It's good for your skin." 

Ann seemed content with this and went back to her drink. Just for fun, though, as I told Wilma it was time for me to head out, I asked Ann, "Will you keep your pussy cleanly shaved now?" 

She looked down and then looked at me and said, "Is that how men like it?" 

I chuckled and told her, "Some men, especially me. You taste so much better that way." 

She smiled again and said, "Well it feels good, so I guess I will." 

I slipped my clothes back on, leaving Ann and Wilma naked in the bedroom and went home.

Wilma wasn't joking when she said she and Chuck were breaking up. Right after he returned from his latest haul, she filed for divorce, and he didn't contest at all. She later found out he had a woman on the side for about three years and his jealousy at our house on New Years was an act. He had every intention of dumping her but didn't have the guts. She did it herself. 

The next time Mandi had to pull a late inventory, I met up with Wilma and Ann again. Wilma had sent Ann to her hair dresser and helped her with make-up and she looked decent. I took turns fucking them while we filmed, and even had one sit on my face while the other rode my cock. 

Ann turned out to be pretty good with a video camera, and got some great shots of me fucking Wilma's ass. We had a nice time afterwards watching the tape. 

Wilma eventually found another guy that she fell in love with. Mandi and I ran across them in one of the local dives during a pool tournament, and she cornered me alone later in the evening and told me excitedly that she really loved this guy, and when they had sex, it was wonderful. 

She had found him to have an open mind and was eager to learn things that would please her. Apparently, one day when they were picnicking, she got him out of his clothes in the open air, and while they were going at it, he carefully mentioned how beautiful her ass was, and asked if she had ever had anal sex. She was delighted, but kept it discrete and lied, and got a good butt pounding that day while he thought he was teaching her something new. 

I met Ann one other time, and we went around the world a couple of times. She had actually gotten up the courage to ask her husband to read a book on sex, and got him to do some different things, although she still missed getting drilled in her pussy and ass with a nice cock. But he was getting better, and they had sex more often now. We eventually went our separate ways, but I still look back on Wilma as the older woman who learned from the younger guy.



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 05



Chris and Julie moved in to the small house across the road from our place off post after we had lived there for just over a year. Mandi and I decided to get on the waiting list for quarters on the post, and were just biding our time. At first we didn’t know anyone had moved into the house. It was a small place with one large bedroom, small kitchen and laundry room, and small living room. It had an oddly large back porch with just a concrete stoop in the front. For a young couple it was cozy and enough, I guess.

We found out we had neighbors when Mandi was standing in the kitchen with the sliding doors to the deck open, and our dog had gone outside for his morning stroll. While she was fixing herself a cup of coffee, she heard the dog come back in from the deck. She reached over to a box of dog bones she had sitting on the cabinet and turned to find the dog had brought a friend in with him. 

Sitting there in the floor with a gape-jawed look was a large, tawny colored pit bill she had never seen before. He was no small animal, and had big, bulging jaw muscles that looked like they could easily rip an arm or leg completely off. She stepped back against the cabinet, scared to move. As they stared at each other, she noticed that our dog was also sitting patiently, waiting for his bone. 

She reached behind her and got the box, took out a bone, tossed one to our dog, and then tossed one to the pit bull. He caught it expertly, lay down in the floor, and casually chewed away. Our dog lay down as well, and the two of them ate their dog bones with a crunching sound. Mandi gave them each another bone, still wary of the big pit bull. They finished up their bones, grabbed a drink of water, and casually strolled out onto the deck. 

Mandi followed at a distance to see what was going on. The two dogs sniffed around the deck for a couple of minutes until they found a place to lay down in the shade, and appeared to be taking a little siesta. Mandi was confused until she heard someone calling a name, and the sounds were coming from beside the house. She gingerly stepped out on the deck and down on the steps to look around the house when a young woman popped into view, almost scaring her. She jumped back with a start, and noticed that the pit bull had jumped to his feet and headed straight at her. She was about to dive into the house and slam the door behind her when the pit bull went right by her to the young woman who had so suddenly appeared.

The young woman grabbed the sides of the pit bull’s face and began shaking his cheeks up and down, goo-gooing at him and asked, “Where’s mommy’s baby been hiding?” 

She looked up at Mandi and asked, “Did Rebel frighten you?” 

Mandi regained her composure and finally said, “Well, a little bit. I didn’t expect a strange dog to wander into the house.” 

The woman apologized, telling Mandi, “He’s a big baby who wouldn’t hurt a soul. I guess he met him a new friend,” nodding toward our dog.

 “I guess,” Mandi told her after taking a couple of deep breaths.

The young woman introduced herself as Julie, and told Mandi she and her husband Chris had moved in across the street, and while carrying some things into the house, they hadn’t noticed that Rebel had wandered off. Since she had seen our dog earlier going toward the deck, she decided to look behind our house first. 

Mandi invited her in for a cup of coffee, and they sat and got acquainted. Mandi also got acquainted with Rebel, and once she got over her shock, decided she liked him quite well. 

Mandi invited Julie and Chris over for a couple of beers and a burger that evening after the guys got home from work, and Julie gratefully accepted the invitation, explaining that she wasn’t much of a cook anyway, and they hadn’t gotten their kitchen items unpacked yet.

That afternoon when I got home, Mandi interrupted her soap opera during a commercial break and told me to run to the store for a large pack of hamburger, some extras, stock up the beer and get her some extra wine. 

When I asked what was up, she quickly blurted, “New couple across the street are coming over for a burger and beer this evening,” and returned to her soap opera. 

I changed out of my uniform, grabbed the dog, and headed back to post to get what we needed for the evening. When I got home, Mandi was in the kitchen, having finished her soap opera, and told me to get the grill ready. I went out on the deck, grabbed the charcoal, made my usual careful stack and proceeded to light the fire.  I was sipping a beer when Mandi came outside with a glass of wine. 

After staring at me intently for a while, Mandi finally blurted out, “You better be nice this evening, and keep your eyes to yourself and your tongue in your mouth.” 

This caught me off guard, since I hadn’t even had so much as a brief word on who the new folks were across the road and what they might look like. But if the look and tone of voice was any indication, I was probably in for at least a visual treat. It turned out that I was.

Chris and Julie must have smelled the burgers when I started cooking them, because I didn’t have them on the fire more than 10 minutes when they showed up at the steps to the deck, preceded by Rebel. My dog saw him and the two of them started making play circles around each other and making little growling noises of fun. 

Chris was a big guy, crew cut blond hair, barrel chest, maybe 6’4” tall. Behind him was Julie. Good god she was gorgeous! She was my height, muscular, with long brunette hair, built like a brick shithouse. While big in most respects, she was well proportioned and carried herself like she played some kind of sports. It turned out she was a softball player in high school and college, good enough to earn a scholarship. 

They introduced themselves and I did likewise, and they immediately thanked me for inviting them over. I poo-pooed their thanks, and offered a beer. Both accepted. As I went into the house, Mandi was coming out with a plate of cheese for the burgers. She greeted them and set the plate on the table by the grill and proceeded to make small talk, introducing herself to Chris. 

I returned with the beers, and we got acquainted. I did my best to keep from staring at Julie during the evening, although it was difficult, especially since she was wearing a tight tank top and shorts that showed off some killer legs. I couldn’t help but scheme on how to get next to this sweetie. We had a good meal, though, and enjoyed a few beers, and they left early to turn in since Chris had to be a work at the God forsaken time we affectionately called “O’Dark-Thirty.” 

Mandi helped me clean up and she had little critique of my manners. We turned in and had a nice, slow session of sex before falling to sleep.

We had Chris and Julie over for a couple of more meals, and one evening, asked if they wanted to take a ride down to the river where we liked to sit and enjoy the summer breeze off the water. They wanted to take the dogs, so they followed us in Chris’ pick-up, an old knock-around Chevy he had purchased locally. 

We settled in by our favorite spot near an old, 1920s era girder bridge that looked like something out of a movie. As it got dark, Julie asked if the water was okay to swim in. I told her it was, and she asked if we cared if she went skinny dipping. Mandi had some wine in her, and it wasn’t like we hadn’t done this before, and told her sure, asking if it was okay if we joined. 

She was already pulling her shorts off when she said “Sure. The more the merrier.” 

The shorts and t-shirt I had on were off in a split second. We asked Chris if he was going to join us, but he declined, saying he would guard the clothes and get refills for everyone from the cooler. There was enough light to see that Julie was even finer naked that clothed, and as Mandi undressed, I got a furtive but good look at Julie. 

Before I could react, though, I realized that I was beginning to get hard. I thought about breathing exercises, and called the dogs into the water, and joined Julie, who was swimming strongly out into the river. Mandi wasn’t a big swimmer, but she paddled out close to see what I was doing, which, considering we were in the middle of the river was very little, and you could hear everything that was said. I wasn’t sure why she was displaying such jealousy toward someone so quickly, but she was definitely protective. 

The three of us paddled around for a while until Mandi asked me to swim back in with her. I started to protest but the look I got said to me that I had better follow along. We headed back to the bank, and Julie followed us shortly. I opened a beer and got another good look at Julie as she exited the water, dripping wet. She had neatly trimmed pubes, with a fairly natural line of hair but it was closely cropped, just a little more than a shadow. It was an interesting comparison to Mandi, who shaved all but a neatly trimmed tuft just above her slit.

The three of us remained naked, with Chris sitting back relaxed sipping a beer and acting as though it was the most natural thing in the world to have three naked people standing around him. I continued to sip on my beer.

Mandi pulled me to the side for a second and told me she had gotten tired and wanted me to make sure she got back in to shore without any problem. She also whispered not to stare at Julie too much, and pinched me on the ass. I chuckled at her warning, and we sat in the warm breeze and dried off. 

The dogs enjoyed their swim too, and after a couple of more beers, we piled into the vehicles to drive home. Mandi was either really horny, or really competitive, because she pulled my clothes off me right after we hit the door, dragged me into the bedroom by my cock, pushed me back on the bed and proceeded to climb up on the bed and do a strip tease, including a slow masturbation, and wouldn’t let me stroke my cock. 

After teasing me for a while, she suddenly dropped down and impaled herself to the hilt on my cock, getting an orgasm almost immediately upon penetration and then rode me for her second orgasm. I slept well that night. 

We had a couple of more of more trips to the river with Chris and Julie, and always ended up the same way. Julie, Mandi and I would go skinny dipping and Chris would sit back and enjoy the fresh air and sip a beer. Around this time, Mandi took a temporary job for a month, and I was usually home well before her. 

As it happened, I was exploring around one afternoon with the dog when I came upon some blackberry vines, and decided to make a special treat that evening. I picked some of the blackberries and returned to the house and made blackberry sorbet. Later that evening, Mandi and I shared the sorbet with Chris and Julie. Julie fell in love with the sorbet, and wanted me to teach her how to make it. I casually told her that maybe she could come over one Saturday and Mandi and I would give her a cooking lesson. I had no intention of letting this opportunity get away, though.

Two days later I got home extra early, and went out on the porch to sip a beer. Julie came out a few minutes later, and when she saw me, waved. I asked her if she was still interested in making sorbet, and she said she was. I told her to put on some long pants and join me in a few minutes and we would go pick blackberries. 

I went in and changed into some old uniform pants, and came back out with a large bucket. Julie came out seconds later wearing long blue jeans and a tank top. She was bra less. I enjoyed the way her tits bounced under the top. They were nice and full and sat up high, just waiting to be sucked on. 

We called the dogs, and headed down to the edge of the woods where I had found the blackberry patch. We set about picking the berries, occasionally eating one. I found an especially large one and carefully eased it to her lips. She leaned back for a second, and then stuck her tongue out and took the berry from me, slowly sucking it between her lips. She then reached up and took my wrist, and licked my fingers. 

‘Not a bad sign,’ I thought to myself and we continued our efforts. She started talking to me about Chris, and how they hadn’t really planned on getting married, but after he left for the military she missed him and when he came home on leave, they impulsively got married. After two years, they decided that it was a mistake, and while they were great friends, they weren’t really good partners, and had devolved into a casual relationship. Even though they slept together, it was strictly platonic, except for an occasional mercy fuck for one or the other. This news made me even more curious, but I let her ramble on without making a comment.

After getting enough berries, we went back to her house, letting the dogs in and settle in the living room. We grabbed a couple of beers and took a sip. Julie had turned her back to me at the kitchen sink, and I decided to be bold and see if today’s conversation was for the sake of talking or if she was sending a signal. I moved in behind her wrapping my arms gently around her waist. She straightened up, and as I nuzzled her neck, she moved my hands up to her breasts. She was screaming hot to the touch, and her nipples quickly stiffened under my manual manipulation. As I kissed her neck, she leaned her head back and arched upward, letting me caress those wonderful breasts at my leisure. 

After a few moments of this, she slowly turned to me and kissed me fully on the lips, tongue eagerly searching for mine. We grappled with each other’s bodies like hungry animals. She urgently pressed up against me and as I began to harden, she reached between us and rubbed my cock through my pants. 

I returned the favor for just a couple of seconds when she pulled away from me and said, “I want to do this right now, this time, and after that don’t try again. Okay?” 

I nodded my agreement and began to kiss her again. She pushed away once more, but this time said in a low, hoarse whisper, “It is way too hot for clothes in here.” 

I didn’t answer, but instead quickly pulled my shirt over my head. She followed suit and pressed those pert breasts up against me. We kissed some more, and I felt a trickle of sweat starting to form on my chest. It was definitely getting hot in there! She saw this, and leaned down and licked the droplet off my chest. 

After letting her have her fun, I gently pushed her away and sat down and began removing my boots. She took the opportunity to slip off her shoes, and then quickly peeled out of her jeans. She hadn’t been wearing any underwear. As I stood up, she took my hand and led me into the bedroom. She lay back and pulled me down on top of her. 

After kissing again for a few minutes, I just happened to glance up and notice that through the small part in the curtains, I could see directly into my front door. I kissed my way down her body, paying appropriate homage to her breasts, and finally reached the holy grail of her sweet, juicy pussy. As I began to lick her slit, I noticed that she was running juices copiously. It tasted wonderful.

I went to work on her clit and within a few minutes had her clawing at my head, finally pressing down on the back of my head and working hard to increase the feeling on her clit. As I finally built to a rapid lip and tongue action on her clit, she arched her back and began a low, guttural moan, until finally she gasped, pressing her hips upward off the bed and almost growling until she finally jerked once or twice, and settled back on to the bed, quickly pushing my head away. She lay there gasping for a short while as I kissed my way back up her body. 

I eased up until my rock hard cock was pressing into the entrance to her pussy. I pushed in slowly as she opened her legs wide for me. I raised my body up with my arms so I could look at her as I slowly teased her pussy with the head of my cock. She tried to lift up to me to get more penetration, but I kept my pelvis pressed against hers so I controlled the movement. 

After a little more teasing, I slowly pushed close to half my cock into her. She was smoking hot and pouring pussy juice. I began to thrust my cock in and out, never letting more than half of it penetrate her. She began riding the stroke with me and I set a fast but not frantic pace. 

I watched her carefully until she began to show signs she was nearing another orgasm. Her nipples had returned to pointed hardness and brushed against my chest, occasionally bumping into my nipples, which I found very stimulating. As she got to the edge of her next orgasm, I finally moved my pelvis up and back and plunged the full length of my cock into her, sliding to the bottom and bumping into her cervix. 

She suddenly began to make funny strangling noises deep in her throat, and for a second I thought she might be chocking. But before I knew it, she grabbed my ass cheeks with a strong, softball player grip, and began to rock through her orgasm. She gripped my ass like there was no tomorrow, pressing me deeply into her. She ground her pelvis in a slow circle, occasionally having a quick shuddering spasm, until she finally relaxed back on the bed, mercifully letting my butt cheeks go. 

I gently kissed down her throat to her chest, gradually working to her nipples, gently tweaking them with my tongue. She moaned under her breath, and arched her back to allow me more breast. This went on for a few minutes, until I decided that it was time for me to have my fun.

I slowly withdrew my cock, and gently took an ankle and turned her over, carefully pulling her onto her knees. As she arched that beautiful, round butt toward me, I noticed a cute butthole, almost hairless, and gaping open about the width of my pinky. I couldn’t help myself, and quickly dived down and probed that little hole with my tongue. She moaned and wiggled her butt toward me, pushing to get more tongue penetration. 

I kept this up for a few minutes until she pulled away for a second and asked, “Are you going to put something in there besides your tongue?” 

I just love a gaping asshole, and have found that women who have one can almost always handle anal sex, and this was a pleasant surprise to think that she actually wanted me in her ass. 

I answered quickly, “I hope so.” 

She wiggled her butt a little more and said, “I hope so too.” 

Well, that was all the invitation I needed, and I moved up behind her and slid my cock into her pussy to lubricate it a bit, and then got some more pussy juice on my fingers and probed two slick fingers into her asshole. She sighed and wiggled her ass. I slopped more pussy juice onto my cock and, taking it slow and easy, pressed the head of my cock into her asshole. 

I was gently pressing forward when she rose up on her hands and pressed back toward me, and with a single, careful push, bumped her butt cheeks against me, burying my cock deep in her ass. I began to stroke her ass in earnest, and she settled back down on the bed after grabbing a pillow to hug. I hung onto her ass cheeks, gripping them firmly and spreading them wide open, enjoying the view of my cock as it pistoned in and out of her ass, withdrawing almost the full length only to plunge all the way to pubic hair deep in her bowels. 

She was hot and wonderfully tight. She was rocking back and forth with me, and started a low, guttural moan, and soon was biting the pillow. As my balls began to get that old, familiar feeling that a good cum was soon at hand, she began to moan louder. 

This really got me going, and I suddenly blurted out, “I am going to fill your ass full of cum!”

 “Yes, yes, “she cried out. “Harder!” 

I felt my cock was ready to burst and with one more strong thrust, I began a spasmodic pumping of cum into her rectum. I felt like I was pumping buckets. I groaned with relief, and within seconds, she was rocking back against me even harder, until she suddenly screeched like a banshee and her guts began to churn through her orgasm. I kept pumping into her ass until she slowed back down. As I recovered from the strong orgasm I had, I looked out the window just in time to see Mandi standing by her car, looking toward Julie’s house.




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 05



I almost panicked, thinking she had heard Julie, but as it turned out she was merely looking around at nothing in particular. But I knew I had to beat feet soon because when she didn’t find me at home, even with the dog missing, she might come looking for me. Julie had no idea yet, but my hard-on was quickly shrinking and soon slipped from her ass. Julie flopped down on the bed, rolled over on her side, and smiled at me. 

“That was nice.” she told me, “How’d you know I liked something nice and hard in my bottom?” 

I chuckled, and replied, “Just a lucky guess. But we have a small problem….. Mandi is home.” 

Julie’s smile turned to a look of panic, and she jumped up and looked out the window to see Mandi’s car. 

“Do you think she’ll come over here?” 

“Maybe, I don’t know, but I need to split pretty soon. Like now.” 

Julie suddenly turned and grabbed my cock. 

“What I said about one time….well maybe once more before I leave!” 

I smiled and said, “Sounds good to me.” 

I extracted my cock from her hand, where she had reached out to give me an affectionate squeeze, and headed for the living room. I dressed quickly and took the dog. As I left out the back, I told her to give me a few minutes head start, and then go over to see what Mandi was doing. When she asked why, I quickly explained that if she went over there in just minutes of Mandi arriving, I could show up 15 minutes later looking like I had been out with the dog. She agreed and off I went. 

When I returned to my house, Mandi and Julie were casually chatting over a glass of wine, and I made my greetings like nothing was up. I didn’t get any sign Mandi had noticed anything amiss, so I took the blackberries into the kitchen, washed them and gave them to Julie with my recipe for sorbet. She hung out until Chris got home and left.

While Mandi was none the wiser, Julie had to tap dance a little later when Chris noticed a light brown stain on the bedspread in the bedroom. She blamed in on Rebel and he bought it. Later in the week we set the stage for one more session. She had been waiting to tell Chris her plans to return home and leave him with his military career. They were just trying to work out the details. 

Mandi, though, was getting close to leaving the temporary job, and it didn’t appear that I would have an opportunity with Julie. To my surreptitious delight, though, Mandi came home one evening and told me she had been extended for one more month on her temp job and asked me if I wanted her to accept. 

I did my best to act hurt and sad since I missed coming home to be with her in the afternoons and we would sometimes play around, and have some pretty good sex after her soaps went off. She told me she would make it up to me so I feigned disappointment with a touch of resolve. I cooked her a good meal and opened a special bottle of wine and began scheming on how I could work out a day with Julie.

As it turned out, it wasn’t difficult at all. A series of thunderstorms damaged some of the other facilities, but my site was still intact. It did cause a minor disruption in the training schedule and I found myself faced with an unscheduled day off. It was perfect, since Chris was in a unit that had just left to be in the field for a week. 

After physical training, I dashed over to see Julie, who answered the door in a funky, old lady looking robe with her hair all pinned up. She didn’t have any make-up on and looked terrible. Apparently she had been down with a cold for the last few days and was trying to recover. I cursed the luck until she said she wanted to get better so we could try to set up a leisurely session before she left. I told her that I was off work in two days, and would that be long enough for her to get to feeling better.

She laughed at that, telling me,”I don’t think I could feel any worse than I did a couple of days ago and I need some special attention.”

I told her I could offer her a great full-body massage and take her mind off things, and she brightened up appreciably. 

“I’m looking forward to it, and don’t you back out on me!” 

I promised I wouldn’t and went home to scheme on what all I wanted to do with the young lady.

Julie was feeling somewhat better in a couple of days, and I went to work and did physical training, then stopped at a local restaurant and hung out, grabbing a bite of breakfast and allowing Mandi time to leave for work. I drove in toward the house from the back side, and my timing was immaculate. 

When I pulled over on the frontage road about ¾ mile from my turn-off, I saw Mandi pulling out. As soon as she cleared the hill I went home, grabbed a long hot shower, got some nice massage lotion, and after putting on some comfortable shorts and a t-shirt with no underwear, went over to Julie’s house. She must have been waiting, because she opened the door when I got to the stoop.

“Come on in.” she told me as I followed her into the house. 

She was wearing that same old lady robe as she went toward the kitchen, asked me what I wanted to do. 

“Everything,” was my short answer, and she looked over her shoulder and laughed. 

She told me she had just gotten up and needed a shower, so I suggested I give her a bath. She looked at me quizzically but when I showed her the massage lotion, decided against any protest.

Smiling, she said, “Sure, why not.” 

I went into the bathroom, leaving her to make a cup of coffee, and started running water into the tub. I dug around under the sink and found some girly bubbly stuff and added to the bath. It bubbled nicely. After I had the tub full, I called through the house and told her to bring her coffee and join me. 

She entered within seconds, carrying a coffee mug. 

“Is that for me,” she asked as she gestured toward the bath. 

“But of course, me lady!” I replied with a Brit accent. 

She giggled, and turned her back to me. I pulled her to me, reached around and untied the robe belt, and slowly slipped it off her shoulders. She was wearing some plain white briefs, and I slipped them down her hips and off. I helped her into the tub, and watched her settle in. 

I marveled at what a nice body she had. I grabbed a towel and made a pillow for the back of her neck, and let her soak for a while. She occasionally sipped her coffee, and I had a thought. I told her I would be right back, and ran back across the road to my house, grabbed some Irish Cream, a nice bottle of wine, and got me a couple of beers. I came back in the bathroom to find her still laying back enjoying just soaking in the hot water. I added some Irish Cream to her coffee cup, then took it back to the kitchen and topped it off. I brought it back and she took a long careful drink. 

She sighed contently and said, simply, “Thanks. That’s really good!” 

Since I hadn’t had time to talk to her about our last session,  I was especially curious about what had changed her mind about seeing me again. 

I casually asked her, “So what changed your mind about getting together with me one more time?” 

She looked up at me and smiled and seemed to mull the question over in her mind. 

After another sip of coffee, she finally closed her eyes and said, “It’s like this. You’re nice looking, but not, like, killer pretty. You have a nice body but I’ve seen better. You turned out to have a really nice cock, and it’s not as long as a couple of others I have had but you’re thick, and I like that.” 

I wondered where all this was going, as she reached over and grabbed her mug and took another sip of coffee. I kept quiet and waited. 

“But when I noticed how jealous Mandi got, I wondered what was up. She had to have been acting that way for a reason. So I figured I would see what she had to be jealous about. When you dived into my pussy, I knew immediately what she was hiding. I couldn’t believe getting eaten like that. I have never had a guy who knew how to do oral like you!” 

I was flattered and at the same time even more curious. I decided to let her talk, and she did. 

“Then, after we did it for a while, you turned me over and went after my bottom. I couldn’t believe you could know how much I like that. I haven’t had anyone who could do just the right things when I need it. If you’re that way with Mandi, she would probably kill to keep you at home.” 

I chuckled at this thought, although killing me was not the most likely thing she would do. I would probably end up as a eunuch, which wasn’t a pleasant thought and it made my cock shudder with fright.

I noticed Julie had a big bath sponge by the tub, so I grabbed it and told her, “Well thanks for letting me know. If you’re finished with your coffee, stand up.” 

She looked at me for a curious second, and finally roused from her position of leisure and stood up in the tub. I soaked the sponge in water and drained it down her back, watching the sudsy water trickle across that wonderful, high rise ass of hers. I added some of her girly soap to the sponge and proceeded to wash first her back and neck, then her ass, and finally down both legs. I dribbled some more water down her back to rinse most of the soap off. As I worked, I asked her when she got into anal action. 

She laughed softly and gently and started a short narrative. 

“When I was about fourteen years old, I had a best friend named Melissa. She was always a little wild, and I liked that about her. She was fun and adventurous, and I was really shy. Well, she turned fifteen before me, and suddenly just stopped hanging out with me very much. 

I thought she was mad at me until I found out one afternoon after school that she was seeing a boy who was already out of high school. She must have had to cut their meeting short that day, because after she saw me, she waved at me and we walked home together. She told me all about this guy, and how they were getting ready to have sex really soon and she just couldn’t wait. She was going to fake an absence excuse and hang out at someone’s apartment with this guy. 

She apparently did just that, and got to have sex for the first time. I was really curious, especially since my Mom had given me very little education in sex, and all of what I knew came from books or from Melissa. Anyway, she started telling me all the gory details, and I found myself getting really horny listening to this. 

Then she told me something curious that I had never read about. She said her boyfriend had put his cock up her butt just before he shot his juice. He said it was so she wouldn’t get pregnant. I was stunned and shocked, and didn’t say anything to her about it. 

Later that night after I went to bed, I started playing with my butthole. I licked a finger and slid it in and it felt strange but really good. I got really, really wet, and soon I put two fingers in. I started feeling really good and I barely touched my clit and had an orgasm. As a fourteen year old, this was quite a shocking occurrence. 

I would continue to play with my bottom, and when Melissa stole one of her Mom’s vibrators and let me use it, after I put it in my pussy for a while, I slid it in my bottom and it was really nice. I couldn’t get enough, and Melissa got one of her crazy aunts to buy a vibrator for me. 

After I started having sex with guys, I was in bed with a guy I liked a lot and we were screwing with me lying on my stomach. Before I knew what happened, he accidentally slipped out and went straight up my butt. I don’t think he ever knew the difference, and I loved it. Since then, I have always enjoyed it.”

I gently turned her around, chuckling under my breath, and washed down the front side, washing her breasts gently while her nipples stiffened under the attention.

“That’s an interesting story,” I told her, and left it at that. 

I washed down her stomach and gently washed between her legs, finally going all the way down to her feet. I helped her back down into the tub, and when she settled in, I asked if she was ready for a little wine. 

She smiled for a second and asked, “Are you trying to get me drunk?” 

I feigned being offended and told her, “Why, I would never do such a devious thing like that.” 

She giggled and blurted out, “Sure….right. You’re trying to get me tipsy so you can get me out of my clothes and take advantage of me!”

I laughed at this for a minute and said, “Okay, you got me. What do we do now?” 

She giggled again, and after picking up her empty coffee mug, said, “This is empty. I think I would rather have wine now. Would you fetch me some?” 

I returned to my best Brit accent and replied, “As you wish, Madame.” 

She giggled some more as I took the coffee mug and headed for the kitchen. I poured her some wine, got me a beer, and returned to the bathroom. I gave her the glass, let her take a slow sip, and she looked up at me with a smile. 

“This is really good wine. Think Mandi will miss it?” 

I thought about this for a minute but realized that Mandi hadn’t even seen any of the new stock I had brought home, since I put it away before she got home. 

“She’ll never know the difference,” I quipped. 

I held out my hand to help her to her feet, and she rose from the tub again. I opened the drain, and as the water began to flow out of the tub, I turned on the water gently and adjusted it to warm but not quite hot. I had her turn around and I fired up the shower head, and turned the nozzle up and down to gently rinse the soap from her backside. 

I eased her around, and did the same for the front side until she was no longer soapy. I helped her out of the tub, took a towel from the rack and gently dried her from head to toe. 

“Damn, you really know how to treat a woman right!” she suddenly blurted out. 

“Thanks,” I told her, “Now be quiet and let me do what I do well.” 

She turned toward me with a start, beamed a big smile, and said, “Are you going to eat me some more?” 

I laughed at her impatience, and told her, “In time. A massage is first, so be patient.”  

She looked a bit disappointed, but followed me into the bedroom. I had another large, fresh towel in hand and smoothed it on the bed, and guided her to it, where she lay on her stomach.

After quickly undressing, I got a large dollop of my massage oil, rubbed it around my hands, and proceeded to work on her neck and upper back. She groaned under her breath, and lay very still. I worked my way down her back, massaged both butt cheeks individually, and worked down her legs. 

I lifted her foot and pressed it into my chest and leaned forward, stretching her calf while I massaged it rigorously. She really moaned with that effort. After the calves, I went back to her feet, and when I grabbed a foot with my freshly lubricated hands, and squeezed and gently twisted her foot, I heard a loud pop, followed by several smaller pops. She groaned loudly this time, and then let out an audible sigh. 

“Are you okay?” I asked. 

She hesitated for a moment and finally said, “Oh yeah. That hurt so good!” 

I chuckled and kept working her foot. I moved to the other foot and got close to the same results. I turned her over, and completed the head to toe massage from that side, paying special attention to her breasts, massaging them gently with my fingers in a piano playing motion. She kept her eyes closed and moaned contently the whole time. When I had finally finished the massage, I backed away and took my last sip of beer. 

As I started toward the kitchen, she quietly said, “Thanks, I think I can nap now!” 

I looked back over my shoulder to see if she was kidding, but she had her eyes closed and hadn’t moved. I figured I would wake her up anyway, and after grabbing another beer, took long draw and gently eased her legs apart. She didn’t react, so I eased between her legs head first, and began to slowly kiss her pussy lips. No reaction! 

I licked up and down her slit, and she didn’t make a move. I probed my tongue into the opening of her vagina, licked my way back to her clit, and I found it with the tip of my tongue. I noticed it quickly popped out of its hiding place. 

I settled in and went to work on the little joy button when I felt her hands press down on the back of my head. She was awake, alright! I gently eased my hands under her legs, and lifted them up and back so she was spread wide open for me. 

I went at her clit with a passion, and she reacted by pressing down harder on my head and began to rock her hips. She started a low moan, then replaced that with several sharp gasps, and finally I felt her tense up and after a couple of more jerks from her hips, she suddenly exploded with a loud shriek, bouncing violently off the bed, and gasped in ragged breaths. 

She jerked three or four more times, until she finally let the pressure off my head and dropped her legs down on the bed. I eased off her clit and began to gently kiss her pussy lips. I looked up to see her tits rising up and down rapidly with her breathing. She finally opened her eyes, and looked right at me. 

“Wow, I needed that!” 

With that, she closed her eyes again. I kissed my way up to her wonderful tits, sucking as much of each as I could into my mouth and then tongued the nipples until they were rock hard. Julie continued to moan softly. I eased by body further up hers until I could feel the head of my cock bumping into her pussy lips. 

She was slickly wet from the eating, and I held back to keep from slipping all the way in. I thought about how soon I would be deep in her ass again, and this made me steel hard. Julie began to push against me, wanting penetration. I kept over half my cock outside her pussy while slowly pushing the head inside her. 

She began a steady rocking rhythm and I watched as she began to work toward another orgasm. I waited until she was close to the edge again before lifting my hips and thrusting deeply inside her. She wrapped her legs around my hips and held onto my arms. I watched her tits bouncing from the hard thrusts and she began to gasp again, finally pushing her head back onto the bed and opened her mouth and made a loud, yowling noise as she rocked through another orgasm. She held onto me, jerking with the spasms until she finally gave one last jerk and settled back onto the bed.

I gently continued to stroke my cock into her pussy while she gradually slowed her breathing. 

When she opened her eyes, she smiled at me and said, “I needed that one too!” 

I chuckled and leaned down to suckle a breast again. 

“You just don’t know when to quit, do you?” she asked.

I chuckled again with a mouthful of tit, and after releasing it, answered, “So you want me to stop now?” 

It was her turn to laugh, saying, “Just kidding. As long as you want to keep going I definitely won’t stop you.” 

I leaned back down to one of her breasts, gently sucking it into my mouth. She grabbed the back of my head and pressed down ever so slightly, moaning in that low, guttural moan she seemed to constantly make. I slowly released her breast and kissed my way to her ear.

 I continued the slow, easy stroke into her pussy, and whispered, “I think I would really like to ease my hard cock into that luscious ass of yours. I want to fill your ass with my cum. I want to go so deep in your ass you will feel it in your throat.” 

Her eyes flew open wide and she looked at me with a sharp scowl on her face. 

“You nasty bastard! What makes you think a nice girl like me would do something so fucking dirty and nasty?”

I chuckled and whispered to her again, “I want to fuck your beautiful ass until you come all over the bed.” 

She put her hands up against my chest, pushing me upward like she wanted to push me away, but didn’t push very hard, saying, “That’s just filthy. You must be some kind of filthy freak, wanting to put that thing in my little butthole. I could never do anything like that!”  




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 05



I noticed that her pussy had gotten noticeably slipperier even as she protested, perhaps a little too much. 

I whispered yet again, “I am going to fuck that beautiful ass of yours and you’re going to like it. Don’t make me get rough!” 

She suddenly dropped her arms and said, “Well if I am going to be a nasty, bad girl, and do nasty, bad things, I guess I need a good spanking.” 

I took this cue in stride, realizing that she needed a little roughness to really get going. 

I whispered very quietly in her ear, “I am going to have to punish such a bad girl. Right now.” 

With that I eased off her and quickly grabbed her feet and rolled her onto her stomach. She fought me a little bit, and started squealing like a little girl. I eased up on my knees and as her butt rose off the bed, swatted one cheek with my hand, making a sharp, slapping sound. 

She shrieked again, and cried, “Please don’t spank me too hard!” 

I slapped the other ass cheek, leaving a nice red handprint to some more shrieks. I pulled her hands together behind her back and held them tightly as I continued the spanking, reddening her butt cheeks to a nice blush color. I could see the juice running from her pussy. I finally stopped long enough to roughly pull her to her knees, quickly forcing her face down onto the bed. I drove my cock back into her sizzling hot pussy, and felt juice run down my balls and onto my legs. 

Still holding her hands behind her with one hand, I spanked her ass some more with the other until she shrieked even louder, crying, “Please do whatever you want. Just don’t spank me anymore.” 

With that, I pulled my cock from her pussy and aimed for her butthole, which was now gaping open about the width of my thumb. I plunged the complete length deep into her ass, slamming all the way to pubic hair. She cut loose with a guttural groan, and I let go of her hands. I grabbed her hips and began to pound her asshole unmercifully, slapping my hips against her crimson red butt cheeks. 

The harder I fucked her ass, the louder she cried. In less than a minute, she reverted to a deep moan, and I felt her start to tighten up. I was pounding deep into her ass, and it felt great. I almost wanted to see if I could really hurt her, wondering where this thought came from. But I didn’t want to spoil the moment with problems, so I simply maintained the hard pounding. 

She got louder until she finally quit making any noise at all for a few seconds, only to suddenly burst out with an ear splitting scream and started to rock her ass around, limited by my grip on her hips. She sputtered something unintelligible, bit the bed spread, spit it out, seemed to choke for a moment, and then came back with another piercing shriek. 

She started saying, “Oh…Oh….Oh…Oh,” and finally groaned, “Oh god, fuck my ass!” 

This got me to the fastest pounding I could give, and I felt I was almost there. 

She really began to rock around then, and as I started to cum, I told her, “Okay nasty girl, here comes your ass full of hot cum.” 

She shrieked one more time as I unloaded a huge spurt, followed by a second, and finally a third smaller, weaker spurt. Julie ground her face into the bed as I slowed down. It was just then that I finally noticed the faint aroma of shit, and looking down, saw a ring of brown stained fluid around her asshole and my cock. 

As I let my final dregs of cum into her ass, my cock slowly began to soften. It was then that I felt some dampness around my knees. 

Before I could pull out completely, she looked over her shoulder and said, “I think this may be a little messy.” 

I told her, “Don’t worry. You can’t faze me with a little mess.” 

She looked a little perturbed, but said, “Hey, you did it to me.”

She pulled away from me, my half hard cock quickly popping out of her asshole, which I noticed was gaping wide open now. That’s when I saw a large wet spot on the bed beneath her where I was now standing on my knees. About the same time, I noticed that my cock head was completely covered in shit, light brown, slightly smelly, but not entirely unpleasant. 

“I gotta get to the bathroom now,” she told me as she slipped off the bed. 

I followed her as she dashed to the bathroom, dropped onto the toilet seat and with a splash, emptied her bowels. 

She looked at my cock and said, “Wow, you really fucked the shit out of me,” and then cracked up at her own joke. 

She handed me some toilet paper to wipe off with, and I started cleaning up. She watched intently as I ran some warm water into the sink, grabbed a wash cloth and soap and proceeded to wash my cock. 

“You know you are the first man to ever be in the bathroom with me when I potty. It felt like you dumped a gallon of cum in me!” 

I wasn’t sure if this was a compliment or what. She let go with a soft stream of urine, and just for fun, I knelt in front of her and spread her legs wide. 

She stopped the flow almost immediately, but I told her, “Don’t stop now.” 

She looked at me and laughed, “God, you are a nasty bastard, aren’t you?” 

She finally finished pissing while I watched from my view point inches from her pussy. I got up and cleaned my cock once again, thoroughly, as she wiped and rose. 

After she flushed the toilet, she said, “I need to clean up too.”

I told her to lean over and grab the toilet tank. I spread her legs wide and took another wash cloth and cleaned her pussy and asshole thoroughly.

After my cleansing efforts, I took Julie’s hand and led her to the kitchen. I had retrieved her wine glass and I got her a refill, grabbed my last beer and we sat down on the couch. 

She drank some wine, slowly and deeply, letting out a long “Ahhh” and set her glass down. 

“You’re really are one nasty guy,” she said with a smile. 

“Well you’re one really nasty girl,” I told her in return. 

She laughed and sipped some more wine as I drank my beer. 

As she looked at me intently, she said, “I don’t think I have ever been so comfortable with a man, like you’re not a man but a human creature of some sort that’s a playmate or something. Someone to have fun with.” 

I chuckled under my breath, and before I could reply, she continued. 

“I just never thought I would do some of the things I let you do, and enjoy myself so much doing them. I‘ve actually rarely let a man put a cock in my butt on purpose. And once, when I was 15, I got a spanking from my Dad that made me so horny I thought I would cream on his legs. I pitched a fit but it got me so hot. I was embarrassed and hot at the same time. I never let anyone know about that. But for some reason, I knew that you would know the right things to do. No one has ever spanked me while we had sex. That was incredible!” 

I let her ramble on, urging her to continue. 

“I’m sorry about the bed. I have to get the spread and sheets off it in a minute.” 

I asked her, “What happened?” 

She smiled a demur smiled and in a low voice replied, “I came so hard I peed.” 

“Well, don’t you feel bad about that. Come on and I’ll help you strip the bed and get things cleaned up.” 

She brightened up and said, “Sounds good to me.”  

I got up and she followed me into the bedroom. We stripped the bed, bundling everything into a neat bundle and then took it to the kitchen to wash in the washer. I sat down at the kitchen table, and pulled over to me, seating her in my lap. We still hadn’t put anything clothes on, and she felt good naked against me. 

I suddenly realized that I was out of beer, and asked her to give me a minute to grab a couple of more beers from my house. I slipped my shorts on and was back within minutes. I slipped my shorts off and we returned to the couch as she began to talk once more. 

“I just find it amazing that you seem to be able to find all the right moves and all the right things to do. I have never had anyone make me this horny to just have raw sex. I’ve had sex with a few guys, not that many, but I have never gotten just out and out horny and wanted to be fucked like that. So just to let you know, this has been fun for me, and I hope you had some fun too.” 

I smiled shyly and told her, “Thanks for everything. I just wanted to make you feel good. You also haven’t mentioned the massage. How was that?” 

She looked away for a second and replied, “Sorry, I forgot how nice that was. Thank you for that too. I just felt so thoroughly fucked it slipped my mind. And I hope you don’t think I talk like this with everyone. You just make me want to be nasty!” 

“I’m glad,” I told her, “And I hope we’re not finished for the day.” 

She looked at me with a leer and said, “Well, you may have to pay a lot for another romp with me.”  

I wondered what she had in mind, but quickly found out. 

“If you eat me some more, I think I would let you do anything you want.” 

I found this offer irresistible but told her, “Sounds like a deal to me. But first we need some food. Let me run over to the house and whip something up and after we eat, we’ll see what happens.” 

She thought about it for a moment and said, “Sounds like a plan.”

I made a grilled chicken salad with tarragon vinaigrette, and we wolfed it down with a good chardonnay to lubricate the pipes. She had decided that clothes weren’t needed, and I stripped back to skin before we ate. After I cleaned up the lunch plates, we got fresh sheets and made the bed. We put the freshly cleaned bed spread back on the bed, and just after we finished, Julie gently turned me and pushed me back and onto the bed. 

After I settled back, she kissed her way along my thighs, slowly and carefully, always avoiding my cock. Since she hadn’t shown any inclination toward sucking a cock, I figured she would eventually move me to a better position and climb aboard. But as I lay there half hard, she suddenly engulfed my cock with her mouth. 

She started a nice oral action, although she obviously wasn’t either enthusiastic or skilled. I enjoyed it though, and got fully hard. I decided to see what she would do, so I interrupted her, crawled back onto the bed, pulled her over me and into a 69 position. After I started working her pussy and clit, she became a bit more enthusiastic about sucking my cock. 

After she rattled through an orgasm, we went into a slow, easy fucking session, changing into various positions, getting into sex like old lovers. It was comfortable. I ended up rolling her onto her back, and after lubricating her asshole, put a couple of pillows under her ass and stroked deep into her hot butt once more. 

In this position, I was on my knees but had the view and access to her body. I took advantage to squeeze her tits, play with her clit, and generally do what I wanted. After some fierce clit action with my thumb, she rocked and rolled through a nice orgasm, and I followed shortly.

After I cleaned up again, I notice that it was about time for Mandi to get home from work. I told Julie that I had enjoyed the day, and I hoped she had too. 

“It was wonderful,” was her quick reply. 

She smiled at me as I got ready to leave, and suddenly grabbed and pulled me to her, and kissed me full on the lips. I kissed her back as she slowly ground her crotch into mine. 

I broke away from her still nude body she said, “Thanks for everything. You really know how to make a woman feel good.” 

I smiled and replied, “You’re welcome, and if we don’t get to do this again, I will always remember a wonderful day with you.” 

She smiled and gently guided me out the door, hiding behind it so prying eyes wouldn’t see her pushing me out her door while she was stark naked.

I went into the den and fell asleep on the couch to the sounds of an old movie on the TV. Mandi came in about ½ hour later and woke me. She was hungry for an early dinner, and I obliged by grilling her a steak and making baked potatoes and salad. After she wolfed down her meal, she apparently wanted to top off a great day and was horny, and let me know it so in no uncertain terms. We went at it and she enjoyed a couple of good orgasms, while I faked one myself, since Julie had pretty much drained me for a while. We went to bed early.

Julie left about 2 weeks later, and I never got another chance to spend time having some good sex with her. But we also got notice that we had a place to move to on the post, so I moved on to other adventures.



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 06



While assigned to an Army post in the mid-west (unnamed but suffice to say that there was little to do besides hunt and fish, neither of which greatly appealed to me), I continued my efforts at obtaining as many sexual encounters as possible with bored and available wives. I especially enjoyed probing a wonderfully tight anus on a willing partner, but only after ensuring she had obtained at least a couple of good orgasms. This one encounter stands out in my mind as perhaps one of the more unusual.

I was working in a training company that had only a handful of permanently assigned people. In between training cycles, we would get together for picnics or small parties. I usually manned the grill, having begun to hone certain culinary skills by that time. We had one of our get-togethers at the home of one of the guys, on a hot, June afternoon. 

One of the guys, Biff, was there with his young wife Dharma. At age 23, she already had two children and was 6-1/2 months pregnant with her third. She was a young, blond cutie who had dropped out of high school and slummed around until she met and fell in love with Biff, then just a young soldier. Now, 2-3/4 children later, she was hot and miserable and wondering how life had gotten her to this godforsaken place.

Dharma had pawned the two little ones off on several other willing helpful hands who were entertaining most of the kids in attendance. I saw her sitting in the shade, fanning herself. I made her a small plate of food, including some cold fresh fruit. My wife was deeply engaged in small talk with a couple of other wives, pretty much ignoring me and my cooking efforts. It was too hot near the grill for her. 

I went over and sat down and offered Dharma the plate. She smiled gratefully, and I offered her a cold piece of watermelon. She took apiece in her mouth, slowly sucking it between her lips, and a small drop of juice fell down her chin and down her gauzy blouse. I watched it roll into the cleavage between her swollen breasts. I took a chance and took a napkin and gently dabbed down into her shirt and cleaned up the drip. 

"Thank you," she smiled gratefully. 

"My pleasure," I replied, giving her my best innocent smile.

I took the initiative and fed her a couple of pieces of fruit, and she stopped me said, "What are you doing?" 

"What do you mean?" I asked. 

"Well, you sure are paying a lot of attention to me, and your wife is sitting right over there." 

"Hey," I answered, "You just looked as though you could use a little attention and care, and besides......,I think you are the sexiest woman here!" 

Dharma blushed and then turned a petulant look on me and retorted, "I'm pregnant, swollen, and dying from the heat. What is so sexy about that?" 

I smiled and as I fed her another piece of fruit, told her, "Pregnant and swollen is really sexy in my book. If you think otherwise, you haven't had someone who truly appreciates a beautiful woman and enjoys just how positively sexy a pregnant woman can be." 

"Bullshit!" she snapped. 

"You have a dirty mouth," I told her, "Do you have a dirty mind to match?" 

She smiled coyly, "If I didn't know better I would think you were hitting on a pregnant woman." 

So she was taking the bait! 

"I'll never tell," I said conspiratorially, "if you won't!" 

She smiled again, took a another bite of food, and told me, "I think you're crazy and I haven't been in the mood for any kind of sex for a while." 

"Well, who said anything about sex? When was the last time you had a nice, leisurely massage?"

Dharma looked at me for a moment, took another bite of food, and finally broke the silence.

"I don't know. Let me finish my food." 

I left and went back to the grill. Later after a spirited, full contact volleyball game, I was getting a beer out of my cooler when I felt a soft touch on my elbow. When I turned, I saw that it was Dharma. 

"I could use a nice massage," she told me quietly. "Call me." 

And that was that. She was interested. The plan was afoot.

About two weeks later, when our training cycle had kicked into high gear and Biff was working 14-16 hours a day, I called Dharma. 

"Still want that massage?" I asked.

"More than ever, "she replied. "I have been feeling crummy and really could use something different." 

I talked to her for a moment about arrangements. She had a friend who would watch the kids for an afternoon, and I would make sure Biff was doing something that wouldn't bring him home early, and we set a date. 

I left work at lunch, went by the PX and bought some really girly, sweet smelling lotion, something perfect for stretch marks, and a couple of candles. I parked my car in the housing area next to hers, walked down between the buildings and casually strolled into the patio behind her quarters and in the back door. I smiled to myself, thinking of the many times I had sung cadence songs about just such a situation.

She heard the door close and came into the kitchen. She saw the bag in my hand and immediately asked what was in it. I showed her the lotion, and she was all smiles. 

"That is really sweet of you," she said, and when she found the candles, added, "You do have a dirty mind don't you?" 

I just nodded in reply. Dharma was wearing a gauzy gown which clung to her, revealing a very swollen belly, and as she walked away from me, a luscious ass and some really lovely legs. She was wearing absolutely nothing under it. 

"Where do you want your massage?" I asked.

She smiled and said, "Let's go upstairs. I want to lay on something comfortable."

We went upstairs into her bedroom, and when she stopped by the bed, I gently rubbed her shoulders, firmly gripping just below her neck and massaging the muscles. She leaned her head back and sighed. 

"That feels good," she told me. 

"Just a sample," I replied. 

I sat her on the edge of the bed, a nice bed, I thought, and just the right height to stand on the floor and be the perfect location for penetrating a juicy pussy of someone lying on the bed. My cock twitched in anticipation.

I lit the candles, and asked her if it would be okay if I got comfortable, since the massage was hard work and I didn't want to get overheated in my uniform. 

"Help yourself," she answered. 

I stripped quickly, leaving only my silk bikini brief on. 

"Nice," she said. 

Not wanting to get into much of a conversation, I quickly replied, "Slip out of your gown and lay on the bed on your side with your back toward me." 

She shyly turned her back and started to lift the gown. 

She stopped and looked over her shoulder and asked, "Are you sure you think I'm sexy with my big belly like this?" 

"You're wonderful," I replied, and reached out to help her remove the gown. 

She laid down on the bed with her back to me. I poured a large dollop of lotion on my hands, rubbed them together to warm the lotion, asked her to move her hair, and slowly began to massage her neck and upper back. She audibly sighed within seconds of my manuals efforts. 

"Something hurt?" I asked. 

"Not at all," she purred. 

I worked my way down her spine, concentrating on her lower back. She continued to purr, then the occasional groan, but never once objecting. She rolled as far onto her stomach as she could under the circumstances, and I worked my way on to her ass. 

I had gotten a couple of small pops from her back, which drew contented moans, but when I began to massage her ass cheeks, she said, "Wow. That feels so nice." 

I worked her ass checks with both hands, and subtly allowed a finger to drift down into her butt crack, gently brushing the cute little pucker of her back hole. I received no objections. I slowly worked my way down her legs and finally to her feet. With a nice splash of lotion in my hand, I firmly squeezed and pulled on her foot up through to her toes, bending her foot into a circle gently but solidly, causing three or four loud audible pops. 

"Whoa, what did you do?" she asked. 

"I worked the bones in your foot." 

"God! That felt great. Don't stop!" she pleaded.

I continued to work her foot, moving the bones around and back to their normal locations, and when I got to the other foot, she was almost purring like a kitten. 

"Damn, you ARE good!" she exclaimed. 

I finished with her feet, and had her roll onto her back. I worked her neck and upper shoulders, alternately stretching and compressing, and she moaned contentedly, eyes closed. I worked over both arms, taking one hand at a time and squeezing and turning her hand until the bones popped and cracked. More contented sighs! 

I worked down to her left breast and gently began to massage, using each finger like playing a scale on a piano. 

"Damn, that hurts so good," she blurted out finally. 

Her nipple was rock hard. I worked the other breast the same with same results. I moved to the swollen belly, gently rubbing the lotion into and around the raised mound, caressing and then gently kneading, especially concentrating at the base just above a sparse blond patch of pubic hair.

She was fortunate that she had little or no stretch marks from the other two kids, and she appeared to be in fairly good shape this time around. I massaged the lotion into what areas appeared to be most susceptible to stretching. She continued to make little noises of contentment in the back of throat.

As I moved to and massaged her thighs, she slowly opened her legs, giving me a good view of her swollen labia, pink, edible. I climbed onto the bed as I worked her thighs, slowly moving her legs farther apart and gradually working up and down until I would tease her pussy and then dash back down her thighs.

I noticed a bit of wetness beginning to moisten her pussy. I slid down and gently but insistently began kissing her pussy. She jumped a bit when my tongue first made contact with her pussy, and started to reach down toward my head but stopped. I started probing with my tongue and she moaned, and moved her hips to better meet my tongue. I licked and probed some more with my tongue. 

Slowly at first, then more quickly, teasing her clit out of hiding, I began my signature trick. I gently raised and pushed back on her legs, tilting her pussy to me. I ran my tongue around her clit until it was free of its sheath, and sucked it between my lips. I pushed it back out and sucked it back in again. Dharma began squirming and moaning, and finally reached down and pressed on my head with both hands.

I continued this rhythm, sucking her clit in and pushing it back out with the tip of my tongue. Her moaning got louder, and I got faster, working her clit in an ever quickening pace. I couldn't see her face for the baby mound blocking my view, so I relied on audible signals. I probed her pussy ever so gently with my finger and felt the tightening that signaled an orgasm was at hand.

I settled into a fast rhythm on her clit and was rewarded in seconds with a bucking of hips and a low, guttural sound that got higher in frequency. 

Then as the orgasm racked her body, she jerked violently two or three times and said, "Shit! Oh shit! Goddamn you, shit!" 

I took it as a complement, and continued to work her clit while I subtly but quickly slid my briefs down and off my legs. She finally pushed my head away, and laid there panting. 

She opened her eyes lazily, looking at me with a sly smile and said, "Damn. You do that better that you massage."

"Thank you," I replied. 

Before she could say anything else, though, I slid off the bed and took her legs and turned her and pulled her to me at the edge of the bed, leaving just her hips hanging over. I pulled her legs back and began stroking her distended pussy lips, now bright red, with the head of my cock. 

"I don't know if I can handle this," she told me. 

"Try," I said.

"Be gentle and slow," she told me and I gradually began to work the tip of my cock into her dripping pussy.

I worked about half my cock into her when she asked, "How big are you?" 

"Just big enough," I answered. 

"Not from where I'm at. You are really thick." 

That wasn't a first for me, and having been deep into a number of tight assholes, the dilated look I saw when I pulled out was a constant reminder.

I continued to work my cock inside her until I bumped her swollen cervix. 

"Owww, too deep," she complained. 

"I'll be gentle," I assured her. 

"You better," she said. 

I began to slowly stroke in and out of her pussy, trying my best not to slam my cock all the way up that juicy chute. I worked a nice rhythm of strokes until I noticed that she had hers eyes tightly shut again and was working on another orgasm. I kept pace until she began to move her hips, and picked up the speed. I was beginning to probe deep enough to feel her cervix again but this time got no objections. 

In a few more seconds, I saw that look on her face and bang, off into orgasm land she went, moaning and bucking just like she did when I was eating her pussy. She wiggled her hips around until finally slowing down and relaxing. 

I was really enjoying the view of a very pregnant lady, full breasts looking as though they would burst with milk at any time. Her areole had darkened and her nipples were diamond hard.

She looked at me and said, "I never thought I could cum again. What are you doing to me?" 

I looked down at my cock, still slowly stroking her pussy, and said, "I told you I thought you were really sexy as a big belly pregnant babe." 

She laughed and said, "Okay. I got your point, you pervert!"

I still needed a good cum myself so I told her to turn around on the bed on her knees. She reached over, grabbed a pillow to hug, and propped her ass up in the air. 

As I climbed in behind her, she suddenly pulled away and said, "You sorry ass men are all alike! If you're gonna put that big thing up me back there you better put a lot of lotion on it." 

This came as a pleasant shock. I had not really thought about fucking that cute little butthole, at least not the first time I was able to get into her pussy, but this was an interesting development nonetheless. 

"Let's try that in a little while," I told her, "I have something else in mind." 

With that, I slipped my cock back into her pussy and stroked it to full hardness. She started that low moan again and seemed to just enjoy getting long stroked with a nice, fat cock. She didn't whine anymore when I started bumping into that swollen cervix, but she did bounce away from me for a second. I decided to take it nice and easy.

As far as she was concerned, though, nice and easy wasn't working. After a few minutes, she began to push her ass back at me with each stroke, bouncing a little harder each time. I grabbed her waist and really threw the meat to that pussy, pounding with a long, deep stroke. She began to muffle something into the pillow so I wasn't sure what she was doing, but it no time I found out. 

She started bumping back against me like a fiend and started a sing-song chant, "Fuck me. Fuck me. Goddamn, fuck me." 

I did my best to oblige and after a couple of more minutes, I felt her pussy begin convulsing with an orgasm, as her juices started running down my balls. 

"Godddamn, I'm cumming again, "she yelled into her pillow as I kept stroking. 

Finally, with one last bounce, she settled back down into her pillow, absolutely quiet. I picked up the lotion bottle from the bed, still slowly easing my cock in and out of her pussy, got a little lubricant on my fingers and started playing with that cute little pucker of her asshole. She sighed lightly as the first finger went in. I stroked my finger in as I pulled my cock out, slowly, easily.

She looked over her shoulder and asked, "Don't you ever cum?" 

I replied, "Not with a hot babe like you. I want it to last as long as I can." 

She chuckled. "At this rate you're going to either give me heart attack or pre-mature labor. I have never cum like this in my life." 

I laughed and added a second finger to her ass. 

"Glad to be of assistance," I quipped, "and I hope I have saved the best for last." 

She laughed, and reached back to my hand, grabbing it and pulling my fingers tighter into her asshole. 

"You better get me greased up good, you bastard. That thing is bigger than what I'm used to."

"You'll be just fine," I quietly quipped as I hoped for the best. 

She mumbled something under her breath and went back to clutching her pillow. I added some lotion to my cock, and slowly began circling the head around her asshole. I stopped with the head pushing into her ass, holding for a moment. Then I slowly began putting pressure on her waist to back her ass onto my cock. 

She helped by pushing back slowly and I held still, letting her take my cock into her ass at her speed. She pushed a bit more and the head was in her ass, bringing first a sharp gasp, then a long groan. 

I asked, "Are you okay?" 

She turned her head to the side and said, "You bastard, would you be okay if something this big was sliding up your ass?" 

But she didn't stop the pressure, and I told her, "You are one hot, sexy babe, and I have been saving a huge load of cum just for this." 

She pushed back some more and gradually eased about half my cock into her asshole. It was wonderfully tight and smoking hot. I gently gripped her hips and began to rock a bit, slowly moving no more than about ½" in and out. I got the lotion and added some more lube to the remainder of my cock, and kept up the slow movements. 

She began that low, slow groan again, partially muffled in the pillow. I gradually stroked a little deeper into her ass until I had reached the sphincter in her upper rectum. She jumped a bit when I bumped into it. 

"Damn, you're awfully deep in there," she yelped. 

"Slow and easy," I replied. I pushed back in and held still, reaching under her full belly to find a still swollen clit. With the lotion still fresh on my fingers, I started a slow, circular motion around her clit. This seemed to work just fine for her, as she began to wiggle that ass around and bounce my cock in and out a bit harder. It wasn't long before I had slipped my cock all the way to pubic hair in her ass.

I decided it was time to see what she was really made of, and left her clit to begin slowly long stroking her asshole. She clutched the pillow tighter and began biting it, and groaning into it. As I picked up the rhythm, I saw her knuckles turning white from gripping the pillow, and a slow wet spot was forming where she was biting the pillow. 

I built up the rhythm until I let go with a hard, merciless pounding of her tight little butthole, holding on to her hips as I prepared to use her ass for my own personal cum-bucket. Watching my cock piston in and out of her ass got me charged to the point where the pressure was building in my balls and I knew a load was on its way. I looked down and saw the lube beginning to turn brown from probing deep into her rectum, and the slight aroma of shit eased up to my nose. Just then, Dharma quit biting the pillow and began her sing-song again, this time more emphatic and filthy.

"God you rotten bastard, fuck me. Fuck me! Harder, harder, fuck my ass! Damn you bastard, damn you! Fu.u.u.u.u.ck.....!" 

That just set me off, and I exploded, unleashing a rectum blasting load of cum that had been building since I first saw her naked, pregnant body. The spasms wracked my body with a wonderful sensation. My cock was jerking in response. 

That's when she cried, "Goddamn I'm cumming again. Damn you asshole bastard, I'm coming again!" 

I kept up a slower pace and worked to keep my cock hard enough for her to finish. I backed down to a slow crawl in her ass. She was panting like an overheated dog, face buried in the pillow. She shook almost convulsively as I slowly, gently pulled my cock from her asshole. It gaped wide open, brown stained cum and lube slowly leaking out. She was so distended I could have dropped a golf ball into her asshole with ease. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 06



She stayed on her knees as I told her to hold that pose and I eased off the bed. She looked at me with a question on her face but said nothing. I went into the bathroom, ran some warm water, and wet a washcloth. I grabbed some toilet paper and washcloth and returned to the bedroom. I wiped the result of my asshole pounding from around her hole, gently removing the wide circle of mess that made a nasty ring around it. Then, I gently used the warm washcloth to wipe her ass and pussy, cleaning up the mess. 

Her asshole slowly started to close, although it was still dilated enough for my thumb. She slowly slid down onto her side, looking at me with what I thought was an almost angry expression. I returned to the bathroom, cleaned my cock thoroughly with hot, soapy water, and went back to the bedroom. She was still staring at me.

"Are you alright?" I asked. 

She frowned, looked at me and said, "No, you bastard. I'm almost eight months pregnant, can't wait to pop, you got the baby kicking me like it wants out, my pussy hurts, my asshole hurts, and you're going to walk out of here and leave me like this." 

Not sure what to say, I mumbled, "I'm sorry." 

Her expression suddenly changed, and she started laughing. 

"Had you going, didn't I?" she laughed, as she noticed my distress. 

"Get me that washcloth back in here. I still have cum leaking from my ass." 

What a lady! I retrieved the washcloth, wiped some more cum from her ass and followed her into the bathroom. I watched as she sat on the toilet and my load of cum continued to leak from her ass into the water. 

"Damn, when you finally blow a load, you really blow a load!" 

I was flattered. She pulled me over as she sat on the toilet, leaned forward and took my flaccid cock into her mouth. 

After a few slow swallows, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and said, "Now. You can say you have been in all three holes." 

I had no idea she was such a horny slut! 

When she saw my face cloud with questions, she explained, "I'm not as raunchy as you think. You are the only person I have had sex with besides my husband, and we haven't had sex since I was four months pregnant. We watch porn tapes and I give him a blow job. With this big belly he doesn't want to do much for me. I have to use my fingers for myself. That sucks. I didn't think you would really want to have sex with me being pregnant and all, but I sure was wrong." 

I was thunderstruck at these revelations, but chuckled as she continued, "You know we can't do this again." 

"I know," I replied, "but I will remember you for a long time. You are my only pregnant lady...at least that I know of." 

Just then the baby kicked her hard, and we both laughed about the baby growing up to be a sex fiend. She grabbed my cock once again, pulled me over to her, and rubbed it one of her milk-swollen tits. Giving a little rub, she slowly squeezed out a drop or two of milk onto my cock. 

"They're starting to leak now," she explained. 

"If you keep that up I may have to start all over again," I teased. 

"No, no, no. You get your clothes on and get out of here. It'll be a week for my pussy and asshole to recover, and I'm late picking up my kids. Now get out of here." 

I laughed, went into the bedroom and put my uniform on. By the time I finished, she had dressed into street clothes. I went out the patio door and didn't look back.

She later had a 7-3/4 pound baby girl, healthy, normal, vibrant. I saw Dharma one last time at an end of cycle party just before they left at the end of Biff's assignment, and she gave me a secretive squeeze on the cock. She told me she thought about me the other night when she was having sex with Biff. She said he was so sweet and gentle when he eased into her tight little asshole, worrying about hurting her. She said she had to stifle a laugh when she thought about the ass fuck of her life. I blushed, and suddenly noticed my wife staring at me. I just shrugged and headed for the beer cooler. I never saw Dharma again.



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 07



Mandi and I moved on to the military post into base housing and settled into a duplex on a corner lot with a lot of yard and a great location. We really couldn't have picked a better location. We were almost within walking distance of the Noncommissioned Officers Club (actually we were but Mandi wasn't much for walking). Half the duplex we moved into was occupied by Bob and Nan, a couple from a suburb of St. Louis.

We lived beside them for several months. Bob was a medic and was occasionally away on field exercises or special duty assignments. Nan stayed home and took care of her two little girls. They had a couple of dogs that got along well with our dogs and we were a casual set of couples. We grilled out together occasionally and went to the club a couple of times. 

Nan always struck me as a bit of a prude. She always wore loose fitting, high neck low hemline clothing, never anything stylish, and they turned down invitations to go down to one of the local recreation spots by a river or the lake where you could swim and cop some rays. It really didn't bother us that much because Mandi and I always had a good time by ourselves anyway. 

Sometime in the middle of July, Bob was away on one of his typical special assignments, gone for at least three weeks. Nan and her little girls came over to the house several times and had meals with us, and she and Mandi would sit outside and drink a bottle of wine after dark and the girls were in bed. It was one of these evening that stands out in my mind.

Nan and her girls had dinner with us, and later in the evening she put them to bed. Normally she would sit behind her side of the duplex in the back yard where she could hear if the girls woke up. This particular night she came back over behind our half and was sipping some wine with Mandi. I didn't find this really unusual, but noticed that there were at least a couple of wine bottles empty just before I went to bed. I made my good nights to both, gave Mandi a quick kiss, and went to bed, knowing I had to wake at 0500 and be on the physical training field at 0530.

I was seriously into a deep sleep when Mandi woke me with some gentle shaking. I thought something was wrong, and was immediately awake and bolted upright in the bed. She stroked my chest and told me to calm down, that everything was okay. I could smell the strong aroma of wine exuding from her. I wondered what was up. 

She asked me, "Can you come over to Bob and Nan's house for a minute?" 

When I looked at the clock, it read 0138 and I was not exactly a happy camper. 

"Why do you want me to go over there at fucking O-dark thirty in the morning?" 

She had this little sly smile on her face, and just replied, "Well, I can't tell you right now. Just slip on your robe on come over there with me." 

I protested, but she reached down and grabbed a hand full of dick and balls and gave me a sweet, familiar stroke and smiled. 

"Just slip your robe on and come with me." 

While not a happy camper, I decided that this was something that should be investigated, and if it turned out to be total nonsense, I would have something to bitch about later. I slipped on my robe and followed her out the door, noticing that she was wearing a long t-shirt that she didn't have on earlier before I went to bed. I also noticed that there were no lights on either in our house, no back porch lights, or at Bob and Nan's house. Now I was really curious.

When we walked in the back door of Bob and Nan's place, the only light was from a couple of candles. It took me a minute to notice Nan sitting on the couch, and a second look revealed that she was also wearing a t-shirt, sitting on the couch with her legs curled up under her. Mandi opened a beer for me that I hadn't seen sitting there when I entered, handed it to me and gently guided and pushed me to a position at the end of the couch. I settled down and took a sip of beer. I decided I would wait and see if the two of them had come up with some goofy bullshit.

Mandi and Nan exchanged a couple of odd, half knowing, half conspiratorial glances and each other. 

I sipped my beer and waited to see how quickly I could gracefully exit when Mandi said, "I want to tell you something." 

Nan squirmed a bit, but looked steadily at me. She took a long drink from the wine glass she was holding, and her gaze was remained steady. 

"Nan really likes something that Bob doesn't," Mandi continued, "And we need to do something about it." 

I swallowed a drink of beer and demanded, "This is why you dragged me out of bed?" 

Mandi stammered a bit, Nan squirmed a bit, and finally Mandi said, "Well, if you can calm down for a minute I'll explain." 

Given the hour of morning, I wasn't really in a mode for explanations, and told her to hold that thought until I went next door to get me a beer refill. 

Nan quickly asked. "You're coming back over aren't you?" 

I told them both I would and went back to my place and grabbed a couple of beers. Knowing Mandi like I do, I figured this could take a while, so I had better be prepared.

When I went back to Bob and Nan's house, I walked into a living room with several more candles lit. 

Mandi took my arm and guided me back to the couch, and told me, "Can you just sit here and listen to me for a minute?" 

She wasn't exactly sober, but knowing her like I did, decided that I would humor her. 

So I said, "Yes, so what ever you have to say I will be your captive audience." 

"Don't be a shit," was her reply. 

So I settled down on the couch and asked, "What do you want to tell me?" 

She hesitated for a minute, irritating me a bit, until she finally said, "Nan likes something that Bob doesn't." 

Wow! I was impressed....again. 

"WHAT?" I blasted back. 

"Calm down," Mandi said, "And let me explain." 

Well, my patience was wearing really thin, and I retorted, "Well tell me what the hell is going on and please don't take the rest of the night."

So Mandi continued, "Nan and I were talking about things, and while we were talking, I guess we started talking about some sex things, and while we were talking about sex things, Nan told me she really liked doing it up her butt. But the problem was that Bob thought that was a really nasty thing to do and really unhealthy and he wouldn't do it. So in all the time they have been together, she hasn't had it up her butt." 

This came as an absolutely stunning shock, and I was floored with this revelation but urged her, albeit as casually as possible, to continue. 

"Well," Mandi said, "I told her how much you like that and how it was pretty much no way I could do that for you." 

True, I thought. She had some serious internal hemorrhoids that prevented deep anal penetration. I couldn't get three inches up her asshole, although occasionally if I got her to pound some tequila, she would get numb enough to handle about half my cock, if that.

The thought hadn't quite settled in when she told me, "Since Nan doesn't get any like that, and I can't do that, maybe you could help Nan out and get you some butt too." 

I was really speechless for a second, but was quick enough to ask, "So, is that why you wanted me to come over here tonight?" 

"Well, sure, dummy," Mandi replied. 

I looked at Nan, curled up in the other corner of the couch and asked, "Are you cool with this?" 

She smiled a shy, demur smile and almost under her breath said, "It's okay with me."

"So where do we start?," I asked the two of them. 

Mandi just smiled at me as she sat on the edge of the couch, and slipped her hand under my robe to stroke my already hardening cock. It took just seconds before she had it out of my robe and fully erect. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but I couldn't wait. Mandi leaned over and began slowly sucking on the head of my cock, while Nan watched. She took some of it down her mouth but quickly returned to teasing my cock head. 

I put up with this for a couple of minutes and then grabbed her t-shirt and said, "I need something natural against me." 

Mandi let me ease her out of her t-shirt, and she was wearing nothing underneath. She kept up slowly working on the head of my cock with her mouth, occasionally sliding about half into her mouth. After a few moments, I was lying back on the couch and thrusting my hips forward toward her. What I didn't notice was Mandi's invitation to Nan.

I suddenly felt more than one tongue on my cock. I roused from my reverie and realized that Nan had joined Mandi on the floor and was also licking and sucking at my cock. Now this was a stiffening sight, seeing my old lady and the next door neighbor taking turns on my cock. Just to be bold, though, I grabbed at Nan's t-shirt and pulled it over her head. 

She broke away from my cock and let me clear it from her shoulders. I got a glimpse of some really nice, full breasts before she settled in around my knees. The oral action on my cock was incredible, but I held off from coming by thinking about how nice it would be to go balls deep in Nan's ass. 

After a few minutes, Mandi broke away and said, "How are you doing?" 

I told her I was enjoying myself, and she gave me one quick flick of her tongue and said, "Good. Now eat me!" 

I was taken aback for a second, but only a second, and watched as she settled onto the couch. Nan backed away and I dived into Mandi's pussy with abandon. She was running pussy juice and I went straight to her clit, mauling it with my tongue and getting a squirm and sigh in response. I was just getting into a rhythm on her clit when I felt a hand on my ass. 

Nan was gently rubbing my ass and within a few seconds, reached under me and began a gentle stroke of my cock with her hand. I concentrated on Mandi's clit and after a few more minutes, felt her reaching that familiar point of orgasm. 

She writhed and moaned, roared into her orgasm and finally cried out loud, pushing my head away from her pussy and crying, "Stop! That's all I can take!" 

Nan was gently stroking my cock and balls and playing with my ass. I relaxed and let her continue her stroking. 

Mandi sat up, and said, "Now it's Nan's turn!" 

This was a bit of a surprise, but I thought 'What the hell.' Nan switched positions with Mandi, and settled back against the couch. I dived into a hairy pussy. Now let's be clear here. Mandi, at my suggestion, and realizing that it was a nice way to go, stayed mostly shaved. She kept a tiny patch of hair just above her clit and a very minor amount down her lips, but closely trimmed. The rest of her pubes were shaved. Nan didn't trim at all. This didn't afford me a very good view of her pussy, or anything else down there, for that matter, especially in the candlelight. Nevertheless, I dived in anyway.

Nan had a nice taste, clean, but with a mature flavor. For some strange reason, though, I stopped the oral action and I asked about her girls. 

"They're fine," she replied. "They are sound asleep." 

I decided to dive in and show her how a real man eats pussy. For some dumb reason I also realized I was still wearing my robe, although it was hanging open. I started with Nan's clit and worked down to her vaginal opening. When I drove my tongue into her pussy, my chin dragged on something hard. I was shocked! 

What the hell was that? I was about to investigate when Mandi grabbed my robe and began pulling it off my shoulders. Once I was naked, I settled back into my rhythm on Nan's clit. Mandi reached under me and began stroking my cock with her hand, while at the same time playing with my asshole. She gave it a couple of licks and then began probing her tongue into my anus. I had to concentrate hard on Nan's pussy to keep from blowing a wad. That's when I backed away for a second from Nan's pussy and noticed that she had something in her ass.

I went back to her clit and used my special tongue and lip play to get her to a gut-busting orgasm. 

She squirmed and thrust against my face until her orgasm subsided, and finally looked over at Mandi and said, "You weren't kidding. He can really eat some pussy!"

Mandi agreed, and said, "Are you okay?"

I replied in the affirmative, and she asked, "Think you can stay hard enough to put it up Nan's butt?" 

I laughed and grabbed a long pull of beer, and replied, "Hold my beer and watch this!" 

(OK, I can get a bit redneck occasionally. The situation was right.)

I stood up over Nan. For the first time I realized what a great body she had. Nice C-cups, riding high on her chest, a trim waist, nice wide hips with a cute, just a handful butt, and long, slender legs. While a decent looking woman, she had a killer body that didn't appear to have been badly marred from having two children. 

Mandi sat back on the couch as I grabbed Nan and turned her around and pressed her head into the couch. Her ass rose to meet me and I finally got a good look at what had blocked my fingers from her asshole. It was the end of a butt plug firmly emplaced to the hilt in her ass. 

As I reached for it, Mandi, leaning over and pressing her full breasts into my back and said, "Nan uses her toy to get turned on when she has to do herself. We weren't sure if you would want to go through with this." 

I was curious as to when she put this toy in her ass. 

"So when did this happen?" I asked. 

"Well, before I came over to get you. I didn't think you would have a problem with this but she wasn't sure. I helped her put it in her butt!" 

Now that was an interesting and stimulating thought, but I decided that I really wanted to get deep up that nice ass. 

That's when Nan told Mandi, "Put some of my lotion on him." 

Mandi got up and went to the dining room table and retrieved some girly lotion, poured a small amount into her hand and began to slick my cock with it. 

Nan asked, "Can you take out my toy?" 

I reached down and began to pull the dildo from her butt. It turned out to be a serious butt plug, narrow at the base but it was much wider in the shaft. As I slowly began to pull it from her asshole, her back hole gaped and spread until the full width of the toy was revealed. 

It was not only thick, but turned out to be longer than my cock. I wasn't sure if she would enjoy something a bit smaller (or so I thought) but the fact that Mandi was steady stroking lubricant onto my cock kept me rock hard. Just as I cleared the toy from her ass, Mandi took it and set it against my groin, comparing it with my cock. The difference was actually negligible. I turned out to be a bit thicker.

Mandi chuckled and told Nan, "If you like this toy, you should enjoy what is about to go up your butt." 

Nan sighed and wiggled her face into the couch cushions and thrust her ass higher into the air. Mandi moved around beside me, and still slowly stroking my well lubed cock, and pulled my hard cock toward Nan's ass. 

When she got the head aligned with Nan's slightly gaping pucker, she told her, "Are you ready for this?" 

Nan sighed, and said, "Oh yeah. Put it in." 

Mandi reached behind me and pressed my ass forward while holding onto my cock and pointing it toward Nan's asshole. My cock slowly slid into her ass. When I had about 2" in, Nan started to back away. 

Mandi asked, "What's wrong?" 

Nan replied, "Let me do this." 

"Okay," Mandi told her, and let go of both of us.

Nan began to slowly rock back and forth on my cock, gradually going deeper and deeper until after a last couple of bumps of her ass, took the whole thing deep into her rectum. 

"Wow," she exclaimed. 

I started thrusting slowly, watching her back her ass toward me with each thrust. She started a low growl, and then, slowly getting a louder, more guttural moan going. Mandi moved away from my side and moved over beside Nan, and grabbed her ass checks and spread them wide apart. Nan began moaning louder, and pushing her ass back at me with a passion. 

Mandi helped her thrust her ass, pulling on her cheeks to slam my cock balls deep into Nan's asshole. This went on for a few minutes, until Mandi let go of Nan's ass cheeks and grabbed me and pulled me close, suddenly kissing me with a passion that I hadn't felt in ages. She thrust her tongue into my mouth as I thrust my cock into Nan's ass. 

She slid her hands down my back and grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands, and crushed her tits into my chest. I was enthralled with the feeling. Then, Mandi slowly pulled away from me, and moved behind me as I continued my pounding of Nan's asshole.

Mandi reached under my crotch and began to slowly stroke my balls with her fingers. Then, while she stroked my balls, spread some lubrication on her fingers and worked first one, then two fingers into my ass. 

She leaned up next to my ear and whispered, "Cum in her ass, baby!" 

I was so into what Mandi was doing to me that I almost missed Nan reaching under and mauling her clit. Nan started wailing and moving her ass in circles, pushing me as deeply as possible into the depths of her ass. I looked down to see a ring of lotion curling around her little back hole. I knew from that she was taking it all the way up her rectum and I was literally fucking her rectum intestines deep. 

Mandi noticed it too and whispered in my ear, "Fuck her ass good!" 

I felt the surge of cum welling in my balls and Mandi must have felt it from her fingers in my ass, because within seconds, I cried, "Oh shit, here it comes!" 

Mandi dug her fingers deeper into my ass, probing and pressing on my prostate gland, and Nan began yelping into the couch. Mandi grabbed me once again and pressed her naked breasts into my chest, and lip locked me into a deep kiss. 

When I let go with my orgasm, Nan went into some kind of spasms that shook my balls. Mandi hung onto me as the orgasm racked my body and finally settled down. I slowed but continued to thrust into Nan's asshole until she finally went limp.

I slowed to a stop and waited as my cock began to shrink, and soon slipped from Nan's asshole. She stayed in her butt up position, moaning softly into the couch cushion, her butt hole gaping open about the diameter of two fingers. Mandi dashed off, only to reappear within a minute with a baby wipe. She swabbed my cock gently, and disappeared to bring Nan one. 

I watched with fascination as Mandi gently wiped the cum and lube left around Nan's asshole and swabbed the remaining pussy juice from her privates. This made my cock stir a bit, but I was too tired to ask for more. Mandi told me to put on my robe.

I slipped into my robe, sat back in the other corner of the couch, and grabbed a beer. Nan sat up and turned around, facing me from the other corner. She raised up a bit and slid her t-shirt under her bottom. 

"I'm still leaking cum," she said in a matter of fact voice. 

Mandi came over and sat down against me, leaning back into my chest. 

"So, how'd you do?" Mandi asked Nan. 

Mandi reached behind her back to tweak my cock, which responded a bit. 

Nan sighed, and finally said, "That was the best back door I ever had! My asshole will never be the same." 

Mandi laughed and told her, "I told you it would work out good." 

I decided that this was more information than I needed, and told them both I needed to go to bed. 

Mandi and Nan laughed, and Mandi said, "Of course! You're too tired to put it my ass now." 

I was somewhat shocked but decided that if she really wanted my cock up that luscious butt of hers, I would hang around to oblige. 

They both laughed again, and Mandi said, "Go to bed, baby. I think you've had all the butt you can stand for one night." 

I protested for a moment but finally realized that Mandi was kidding me. I finished my beer, said goodnight and left.

I wasn't sure what time Mandi came back to bed, but I was still groggy when my alarm clock went off at 0500. I went out and did my usual physical training regimen with a bunch of goofy, half awake guys, and returned to the house. I quietly undressed and turned on the shower. As soon as it was hot, I slipped in and soaped down. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 07



While I was shampooing my hair, eyes, tightly closed, I was startled to feel a hand on my cock. The hand worked me into a decent hard-on as I had flash backs from the previous night. After rinsing my hair, I expected to see Mandi. Instead, to my surprise, it was Nan. 

"Mandi decided to crash on my couch, so I thought I would see if you were awake this morning." 

She was naked, and smelled of wine, but her grip on my crotch was unmistaken. 

"I want you do my bottom one more time," she said, "and we can't do this anymore after that." 

As I dripped water, she led me back to my bed, and pushed me backwards. After taking my cock in her mouth, she climbed onto the bed and slowly began to slide about half my cock down into her throat. I was just getting into it when she suddenly turned around and stuck her butt into the air. 

"Put some lotion on my ass and don't waste any time," she begged. 

I quickly grabbed a tube of fun lube, squeezed some onto my fingers and probed into her asshole. She sighed and wiggled her butt. 

"Quit fooling around and put it in," she said. 

I obliged and after adding a bit of lube to my cock, quickly slid it up her ass. She really began thrashing around and bit the sheets. I could hear her screaming obscenities into the mattress, and I felt that wonderful feeling of a pending cum well up inside me. 

I grabbed her ass cheeks and pounded harder until I finally cried, "I'm coming in your ass!" 

Nan banged back against me even harder, and just after my spasms began to reside, I felt her twist and turn through her own orgasm.

I was still half hard when I slid from her asshole, but she wasn't through. She reached back and slid my cock back in her ass. She rocked back and forth slowly, and to get into her action, I reached underneath and began to massage her breasts and tweak her nipples. It was well light enough to enjoy the view, and after she finally blasted off into her second orgasm, she flopped down onto the bed. I turned around to head for the bathroom only to be surprised by Mandi standing in the door. 

She chuckled and said, "Well, twice in one night, huh?" 

I shrugged my shoulders sheepishly, and said, "Oh yeah." 

She followed me into the bathroom, and watched as I cleaned my cock. 

"You know that won't happen again, don't you?" 

I just shrugged again and said, "Okay." 

She patted my cock and told me she would have a surprise for me when I got home from work. 

"Now get dressed and get out of here."

Mandi helped me put on my uniform and boots, while Nan slept, sprawled on the bed. Her asshole was still slightly open. Mandi got the camera and I spread Nan's butt open and took a picture of her sprawled out like that. 

Later that evening after work, Mandi gave me some of the best head I had ever gotten from her, while I looked at Nan's gaping asshole. Later she did a few shots of tequila, and I looked at the same picture while I fucked her ass. Well not totally deep, but still I got a great cum shot in her ass. We never got together with Nan again, and shortly she and Bob left the military and moved back home. Pity! 



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 08



While we were living in our cozy little duplex on the military post, we got new neighbors in the single residence that faced the street behind our place (we had a corner lot). It sat more or less behind us, and was normally allocated for use by someone of the highest NCO ranks, like a First Sergeant or Sergeant Major. In this case, though, a guy who was my rank was assigned the house. He said later he was assigned that one because they didn't have any other empty quarters and there was no one higher ranking slated to be coming in for a while that would need those quarters. So he got a nice, three bedroom single unit all his own.

The guy's name was Benny, and his wife was named Chen. When they were first moving in, Mandi and I didn't get a very good look at them. We noted that there were two kids, a boy and girl. The boy appeared to be about junior high age, the girl maybe 6th grade. We figured we would meet them eventually, and took our dogs out to the woods for a nice run. No one was around when we got home, and we didn't pay much attention after that.

About a week later, they reappeared at the house, and I walked out back out of curiosity. They came around the house, and waved at me. I could just make out that the wife was Oriental, and I was able to get a closer look at the kids, both definitely Oriental mix. Benny introduced himself to me and told me his story. 

He had broken his back in a helicopter crash in which 4 people had been killed, and the rest had been seriously hurt. He was apparently the lucky one of the bunch. He wore a back brace and had limited physical capability. He was assigned to this post as an instructor in one of the advanced training schools. He would spend his last two years working as an instructor before retiring. 

Mandi came out of the house with some beers, and I offered him one as I introduced Mandi. He took a beer, opened it and nursed it a while as we chatted. After a while, his wife came out and waved to us, but didn't come over. He turned and told her he would be inside shortly, and she left. She had on some loose, floppy sweats and had her hair tucked into a baseball cap. 

Benny told us she liked to make her own kimchi, and asked if we liked it. We both eagerly agreed and told him it would be a delight to have fresh, homemade kimchi.

We didn't talk for almost another month. We would occasionally see them come and go, and they finally got their own household goods shipped in from his previous duty assignment. About three weeks after that, I was out in the back yard when Benny came out back and called to me. He wanted to know if Mandi and I would come over later to see the house and have a drink with them. I told him that we would be happy to come by after Mandi came home from work. 

She got home about an hour later and I told her about the invite. She freshened up and I when I saw Benny behind his house again I went out and asked if it was too early to come over. He said no and waved me over. Mandi and I walked around the fence and over to their front door.

Benny opened the door before we knocked and invited us in. Our first impression was stunned silence. They had some absolutely gorgeous furniture, beautiful colors, a finely tuned Oriental touch, and some accessory pieces that were obviously extremely expensive. We tried not to gape as Benny asked what we wanted to drink. Mandi settled for some wine, and I got a beer, and we continued to stand in the living room with our drinks. 

I heard a female voice call to Benny, and he went down the hallway for a minute and returned to tell us that Chen would join us in a couple of minutes. He invited us to sit, and we made ourselves comfortable, marveling at some of the Oriental artwork on the walls. 

Sure enough, Chen came in the living room after just a couple of minutes, and I was once again left speechless. She was without a doubt one of the most beautiful Oriental women I had ever seen in my life. She was flat, stone gorgeous. My tongue got hard. I almost chocked on my beer. Mandi reached over and pinched me on the leg. I stood up and shook hands, noting she had a light, delicate touch like shaking hands with a summer cloud. She had a faint but tantalizing air of perfume that was both stimulating and intriguing. She wore a silk lounge set of pants and top, with sandals. She definitely put a lot of Oriental women to shame with her body. She had tits that pushed the silk top out and ass like there was no tomorrow. No skinny girl, this one.

We decided to let them take us for a tour of the house. I went with Benny, and Mandi left with Chen. I was disappointed but the look I got from Mandi said that I had better be very nice and watch my manners. 

We got back together after looking through the entire place, including the kids' bedrooms. The son was the older of the two, in the 9th grade. The younger daughter was, as we figured, a 6th grader. Both apparently made straight A's and were into all kinds of academic achievement. 

Chen, as it turned out, had a 4-year college degree from a university in Seoul, Korea. She had worked in accounting with an architectural firm that specialized in interior design. She had let some of the discipline rub off on her, from the looks of her house and the furnishings. I marveled that such a beautiful woman could have fallen for a guy like Benny. He was rather plain looking, tall, already gray hair he told me he had for several years. I couldn't help but think that I hoped he had a really big cock, because that appeared to me to be the only thing he could have had going for him. He had a high school education, a broken back, and had to be the luckiest guy in the world.

After Mandi and I got home, she dived all over me. 

"I saw you drooling over Chen. You couldn't have been more obvious! I thought you were going to drop your lower jaw, and I figured a hard on would be next," she raved. "You just better keep your eyes, and hands off her." 

I was a bit surprised by the heated reaction, but softly said, "I love it when you're jealous." 

Mandi glared at me and snarled, "What makes you think I'm jealous?" 

I laughed and told her, "I saw that look you gave her when she walked in, and you couldn't have been looking too closely at me since you almost bit your tongue off. And you had the audacity to pinch me on the leg like I was the one who was gaping like a fool!" 

Mandi didn't like being caught, especially since she had already started to get jealous when there was absolutely no reason to. She laughed it off, though, and we decided to open up a bottle of wine. Later that evening, Mandi and I went to bed and had a killer romp. I think Mandi was in a bit of a competitive mood, and she really went at it for me. She seemed awfully enthusiastic and did a masterful job sucking my cock while we were in a 69. I actually thought that maybe I should try to get her around beautiful women more often.

I saw Chen occasionally working around her house, and then one day I saw her digging up some dirt by the patio in the back. I asked her if she was planting some new shrubs or something, and she stood up and laughed. 

"It's for kimchi," she told me. 

I understood completely, since it was traditionally buried in the ground while it fermented. She walked over and asked me if I really liked kimchi, and I told her that the hotter, the better. She laughed again, and just when I asked how long it would take for it to be edible, Mandi came blasting out the door and ran over to my side. 

"We'll soon have fresh kimchi," I told Mandi. 

She smiled a tight lipped smile, and told Chen how much I liked Korean food, and especially kimchi. She also told Mandi she had started taking an aerobics class at one of the gyms on post and asked her if she wanted to go with her. 

"I would love to but I work, and I have trouble keeping up with the exercises," Mandi told her.

I found this a bit odd since she and I did aerobics at home daily from her taped sessions off ESPN. Mandi wasn't one to just blow someone of like that. Chen seemed disappointed, and told Mandi it was really fun. 

Mandi bowed out again, and Chen suddenly looked down, and then after a second said, "Well OK. See you later." 

Mandi and I went back in the house, and I told her, "She would really have liked for you to go with her to an aerobics class. I doubt she knows anyone else, and probably likes you." 

Mandi just shook her head and told me, "I don't need a new friend right now, I have plenty." 

This surprised me since Mandi was usually outgoing and liked meeting new people. But I let it go.

A couple of weeks later, I was home with Mandi early in the afternoon after not having to close my training site. Chen drove into their driveway, jumped out and ran in the house. I really didn't pay much attention until she popped out of the back door and headed over to the kimchi pots. She was wearing a canary yellow spandex aerobics set, with a sleeveless top and Capri length pants. It had black trim and highlights, and clung to her body like second skin. She waved at me, and after freeing one of the pots from the ground, dashed into the house with it. 

A short time later, as I was starting back into the house, Chen came back out and came down through the yard to my fence. She had a couple of small bowls in her hand and a small bundle of something wrapped in a cloth. Mandi came out about that time, which gave me the opportunity to look away, since the spandex outfit was wet with sweat and was damn near transparent. I could see Chen's tits and rock hard nipples through the top. Had she been totally naked I don't think it would have been any more appealing. 

Chen handed us each a bowl, and then unwrapped some silver chop sticks with Koroean writing at the top, giving each of us a set. 

"It's ready," Chen told us with a big smile. 

I sat down in the grass on my side of the fence, and Chen told us she would be right back. She turned and headed toward her house, and I got a killer view of her luscious ass in the skin tight pants, and watched her cheeks jiggle and shake all the way to the door. 

Mandi poked me with her chopsticks and said, "Put your eyes back in your head!" 

I laughed and told her to mind her own business. Chen came back with a bowl for herself, and sat down cross legged by the fence. She sat just a foot or so from me, with a wire fence between us. I could see the lines of her pussy lips through the pants. She didn't have much for pubic hair. 

We ate our kimchi in relative silence for a couple of minutes until Mandi said, "Wow, this is really hot. I didn't think so at first but it is burning me up now." 

Chen and I laughed and I told Mandi to get her some wine, and bring a couple of beers for us and she rambled off to cool her tongue. Chen and I kept eating and I kept enjoying the view of her body through the semi-transparent spandex outfit. 

Mandi came back with the beers and some wine, handed Chen a beer over the fence, and we continued to work on the kimchi. It was delicious, just the right amount of heat, and a delightful flavor, not too much garlic, nicely chopped cabbage without any big, tough pieces. She did a wonderful job. 

"You like?" Chen finally asked. 

"Wonderful," I replied though a mouthful, "The best I have ever eaten." 

Chen blushed slightly and I noticed that her nipples, previously having settled down, got rock hard again. Fortunately, Mandi didn't notice as she was trying to cool down with a sip of wine. We finished our kimchi and thanked her. She told us to keep the chopsticks as a gift from her to use since we liked Oriental food so much. I thanked her profusely for the kindness, especially since they were beautiful. Chen acknowledged our thanks with a smile and went back into her house. 

Later, she brought us a quart jar of her kimchi for our personal consumption. She had changed into one of her lounge sets and looked just ravishing. I tried not to be too obvious but I couldn't help but think I would really love to suck on her pussy until her brown eyes turned blue.

One morning when my training site was down and Mandi had to work an early shift, I wandered out back of the house and sat under the tree with a beer. The dogs wandered around the yard, sniffing and generally doing dog stuff. It was a quiet morning, and as I sat there, I saw Chen come out of her house. She was wearing a large t-shirt, and some clog sandals. The t-shirt came down to her mid-thighs. 

She had set some flowers in pots, and proceeded to water the flowers, and pick at them. When she got to one of them on the far side of the patio, she bent over and I almost choked on my beer. She wasn't wearing any underwear, and I got a nice shot of her pussy and ass when the shirt rode up on her back. I enjoyed the view for a few seconds, and watched as she moved from plant to plant. She didn't have a bra on either, because I could see her tits shaking around under the shirt, and with it being a mild day, her nipples were at attention. She went on with her work for a few more minutes, and when she got around to the side closest to me, I was disappointed since I wasn't getting a good ass shot occasionally. 

As she stooped to pull a weed from one of the pots, she realized I was sitting outside, watching her. Just about the time we made eye contact, she had squatted down and I had a full view of her pussy. I casually waved at her, and she stood up, looked a bit embarrassed, and waved back and went on watering the plants. After she finished, she went back in the house, only to reappear a minute or so later and came down to the fence with a coffee mug in her hand. I walked over to the fence and noticed she was drinking tea, not coffee. 

I asked how Benny was doing, since I hadn't seen him in a while. She told me that he had returned to the post where he had his original surgery, for another operation to try and free up a couple of his spinal disks that had started to fuse together and cause him a lot of pain. She also asked what I was doing home. I told her my site was down that day and I didn't have to do any maintenance. 

She gave me a curious look, and then said, "Can you move some boxes and some furniture for me?" 

I told her it would be no problem, and she said, "Come on over." 

I went back in the house, grabbed a couple of beers and went over to her house. I went in the back door, and sat down in the kitchen. Chen walked back in, having lost the sandals, but was still wearing the t-shirt. From the looks of things, she hadn't put anything on under it.

She took my hand and pulled me out of the chair.

"Come on, lazy man!" she told me, and dragged me toward the living room. 

She showed me where she wanted to move things to, and we spent about a half-hour getting things moved around to her liking. Then she told me to follow her and she headed into her bedroom. She had some boxes packed up and needed them taken out to her storage building. I took them out and stashed them and we returned to the kitchen. She opened another beer for me and sat down. 

She looked at me with a little girl pout and began to tear up. I was flabbergasted, but reached over and rubbed her shoulder, and asked her what was up. She explained that she was worried about Benny, and she was sad that she couldn't go to the hospital with him. She had to stay with the kids. I told her it was okay, and tried to assure that things would be fine. She shook her head, and wiped her eyes. She made some noise about looking a mess with her teary eyes. I told her she still looked wonderful to me. She lifted a foot onto her chair, and rubbed at it as she began to speak again. 

I asked her, "Does your foot hurt?" 

She replied, "I think I hurt it doing aerobics the other day. It doesn't feel right, and when I move it a certain way, it really stabs me with pain." 

I told her she should let me massage it, and she seemed grateful for the opportunity. We went into the living room, and I had her get some lotion for her feet. I sat down and she put her foot in my lap. Her shirt had ridden up high on her thighs, just short of where I could see her pussy. 

She laid out on the couch on her back with those fine tits thrust straight up in the air, nipples starting to harden. I began working on her foot and she sighed with pain and relief. I worked on her foot for a few minutes until I finally felt the area that had been injured. There was some slight swelling, and about 4 bones that had been moved out of place. 

I asked her if she minded a bit of pain if I made her foot feel better. She looked squeamish, but gave me the go ahead. I told her to close her eyes, and added some more lotion to my hands. I lifted the ball of her foot with one hand and started gripping and turning her foot with the other. The stretch and turn made the bones pop and crack, and she gasped sharply, but quickly settled back as she felt the pain began go away. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, and asked if I could work on the other foot.  

I agreed and began to massage the other foot, causing her t-shirt to ride up a little higher until I had a bird's eye view of her pussy. Her legs were smooth and hairless, and totally unblemished. I worked on the other foot until she sighed with delight.  

I figured that since I was here, I would have to ask her, "Would you like the rest of you massaged?" 

She looked at me for a second, and my heart shrank when I saw her knot her brow, and give me a dirty look. 

But after a second or so, she smiled and said, "If you can make me feel as good as my feet, I would love to." 

Well, I figured the door was open now so I had her turn over and started with her legs. I massaged them up to the break of her butt cheeks, and worked her calf muscles until she was sighing with painful pleasure. After I finished her legs and calves, I grabbed the t-shirt hem and pulled it upward over her butt toward her shoulders. She raised up and slipped it off. By now I was getting half hard in my shorts, with no underwear to hide it. 

I worked her back and buttocks, again eliciting moans of delight. When I finally finished I pulled her over to where she rolled over on her back. She was totally unabashed and lay out naked for me. I rubbed some lotion in my hands to warm it and started with her neck, worked down to her breasts and massaged them with a firm but gentle touch. Her nipples sprang to life with the touch. I worked her stomach and abdomen, finally finishing with her thighs. 

She was laying there with her eyes shut, legs ajar, and looked just purely beautiful. I had never seen anything so perfect, not a flaw, wonderful tits, bigger than a mouthful but not by too much (call her a small C-cup), sparse, silky fine pubic hair, lovely little slit, I was in heaven just looking at her. But not wanting to leave the stoned unturned if she was ready, I slid down the couch, and began to kiss her thighs. 

I kissed up to her pussy and gave it a preliminary kiss. She opened her legs a bit, and kept her eyes closed tightly shut. I took this as a good sign and began to lick at her pussy lips, slowly parting them with my tongue. I probed into her vaginal opening with my tongue, and worked up to her clit. It was small and delicate but popped out with little effort. I pushed her legs open even further and when I went to work on her clit, she let out a loud sigh. I started my tongue and lip trick on her clit, and was rewarded with some movement of her hips, and then a hand on my head, followed closely by the other hand. 

She pressed my head down hard, and I worked my tongue and lips in response. I stayed with it for another couple of minutes until I felt her tighten up even more, and she started lifting her ass off the couch. I felt the beginnings of a good orgasm coming, and sure enough, she started bucking around and pushing my head away only to drag it right back. She gasped out loud and then suddenly went into a shaking spasm, making a sound under her breath that I could have sworn wasn't human. She rode my face hard for a few more seconds until collapsing back onto the couch and suddenly, almost violently, pushed my head away.




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 08



She was panting heavily and hadn't yet opened her eyes. I figured I would see what else would work, so I moved on up her body, taking a tit in my mouth and rolling the nipple with my tongue. I slid my shorts out of the way as I went up, and began to gently push the head of my cock against her now soaking pussy lips. She pushed my head down on her tit, and when I pushed against her pussy in earnest, she suddenly squirmed away so I couldn't get immediate penetration.

I thought she was suddenly going to back out on me when she pressed my head onto the other tit, squirmed around again, and I found myself back where I started, pushing into her pussy. She was really flexible from all the aerobics and stretching, and she spread her legs out, putting one up onto the back of the couch and the other at almost 90° out from the couch. I teased her pussy with the head of my cock, slipping in and then pulling back out. I worked a couple of inches in and kept my body positioned to where she couldn't make a sudden lurch and take my cock completely. I wanted to tease her a while. 

I started stroking the first couple of inches in and out with a steady rhythm, watching her reaction. Aside from the eyes tightly shut, she looked positively ecstatic. I worked her tits some more with my tongue, and she began to buck against me a little harder. I could feel her building toward another orgasm, and so I waited until she was almost there and slowed down a bit. She pushed urgently toward me and I fought the urge to impale her completely until she began to claw at my ass cheeks, and I was afraid she would leave marks on me. 

I decided to let it all go and picked up the speed, waiting until I saw her face began to twitch, and suddenly, without warning, plunged my entire cock into her pussy. She gasped, and her eyes flew open wide. I pounded her pussy hard and fast, and she closed her eyes again and rocked through another orgasm. I could feel pussy juice running down my balls, and she was getting slipperier by the second. I rolled with her and let her get a couple of little follow-up spasms, and finally came to a stop. I stayed completely still and let her move against me, slowly and easily. 

She finally opened her eyes, and smiled at me, and then scowled. 

"This wasn't supposed to happen," she said almost defiantly. 

"Well if you hadn't needed this then it wouldn't have happened," I shot back. 

She looked angry for a second, and then her look softened again. 

"I love my Benny," she told me, "and I should not be doing this." 

I was still hard, not having cum yet, and while she went on about how she wasn't sure why she had decided to have sex with me, I kept slowly moving my cock in and out of her pussy, just an inch or so, letting her feel the entire length in her pussy. 

I finally told her, "Look, I love Mandi, but sometimes you just need some sex. It's like aerobics, a good exercise that makes you feel better. Afterwards you can take a shower and enjoy the feeling." 

She looked at me oddly and finally said, "You have a funny way of looking at things." 

I chuckled and said, "And you are beautiful and sexy, and make me so horny I don't want to stop for days." 

It was her turn to chuckle, and she said, "What you did to me with your mouth was insane. I have never done it like that, and didn't ever have an orgasm." 

I was proud to have provided her first oral orgasm, but I still needed to cum. I whispered in her ear and asked her if she was going to let me have my own orgasm. 

She looked at me with a funny look and said, "You haven't yet?" 

"No," I replied, "you couldn't tell." 

She looked at me with wide eyes and said, "My Benny would have been through after two or three minutes. We sometimes do it twice so I can have my fun." 

I decided that this was interesting but not necessarily pertinent, and asked her if she would get on her knees on the couch. I pulled out and leaned back and she quickly turned around with that wonderful butt facing me. I climbed in behind and slid in with little effort. That's when I got my first good view of her butthole. 

It was cute, a small hairless hole, and had gaped open about the size of my pinky. I grabbed each cheek and spread her ass wider, and began to slowly stroke into her pussy. As I hit the bottom of my stroke, her asshole would spasm and flinch. I began a slow steady rhythm and noticed that it wasn't long before she was getting to the swing of the doggy fuck. 

I felt the balls tighten and knew I had a good orgasm headed my way, and began to pound into her faster. She started moaning and I held on for another minute or so to let her get another orgasm. She managed it rather well, suddenly burying her face into a pillow and crying loudly, albeit muffled. This finally set me off, and I cut loose with a blast of cum. 

I gradually slowed to a stop, let my cock soften, and finally slid from her pussy. I sat back on the couch and reached for my beer. Chen was still on her knees, so after a sip of beer, I leaned over and stuck my tongue into her little butthole. She jumped away, only to land right back where she started, and I went for the butthole again. This time she made a little mewing noise and wiggled her butt. I kept at it until she finally wiggled away from me. 

She turned over and with a little laugh told me that Benny would occasionally "put it up me back there." 

I asked her if she liked that, and she said it was okay, but no big deal. 

"But my Benny likes it," she added. 

I told her maybe she should let me try it sometime, and she shyly said, "Maybe." 

As she slipped her t-shirt on, I asked her if we could get together again. 

She leaned over and whispered, "I know I shouldn't, but if you won't tell Mandi, then maybe we might." 

I whispered back, "Mandi will never know," and I kissed her forehead. 

She smiled and then told me she had things to do, so I should go home. As I headed out through the kitchen, she called out, "Soon." 

I turned in time to see her scurry off through the house.

She came over to our house a couple of weeks later and brought Mandi and I some Korean food. We sat down and she waited for us to sample everything until she was satisfied that we were enjoying ourselves. She excused herself and went home. 

Next day after I got home from work, I was out back playing with the dogs when she suddenly appeared by the fence. She was wearing a different aerobics outfit, an almost sheer white leotard, and she must have had quite a workout because she was wringing wet. It was better than a wet t-shirt contest. I made no attempt to hide my ogling this time. 

She laughed at me and turned around, and looking over her shoulder, said, "You must like what you see." 

"Every time I see you," I answered. 

She smiled and turned back around and pressed toward me. We still had the fence between us but she pressed those wonderful breasts almost into my chest. I eased back a bit in case some the neighbors were watching. This wasn't exactly a secluded area. 

I asked, "You said you wanted to get together soon. You look like you need a massage from head to toe. So have you changed your mind?" 

She frowned slightly replied, "No. I haven't. When are you going to be off all day without Mandi home?" 

I thought about things for a minute, and told her, "Can you stay here for a minute? I need to check my schedule." 

She told me she would wait, and started talking to the dogs, reaching through the fence to play with them. I went in, checked Mandi's work schedule, and made a quick phone call to my supervisor. I told him I needed to take a day of personal leave in a couple of days. He didn't have anyone else on leave, so he said it would be all right. I returned and asked Chen if two days from now was good for her. She smiled brightly and said it would be great. I told her to call me when she was ready for her massage.

I went in for physical training and came home to clean up. My supervisor was curious about my coming in to exercise, but I told him I was going to be busy later but didn't want to miss a training day since we had a physical training test coming up. I showered quickly, and hot swapped with Mandi. She got out of the shower and when she saw I hadn't put on a uniform yet, asked what was up. 

"We have a late start today, so I don't have to hurry." 

She said, "Must be nice. Make me some coffee." 

I got her some coffee and made her a quick egg sandwich. She finished her make-up and dressed, and headed toward the door. She gave me a quick kiss, thanked me for the breakfast and left. I watched her pull out of the driveway, and before I could head for the bedroom to change into some comfortable shorts, the phone rang. 

It was Chen calling me already. She asked if I was ready to come over to her house. I told her to leave the back door open (and thought to myself, 'Your backdoor too!') and grabbed some beers, tossed them in a small cooler, locked up and walked over to her house. 

When I came in, she was in the kitchen wearing one of those slinky silk pants and top things, with one hook keeping the top from falling open. She took my cooler and set it on the counter, and wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed against me. 

"I am very sore all over from working so hard. I need a massage," she whispered. 

"Well, if you will get some nice lotion, I can probably be persuaded to spend some time trying to make the hurt go away," I whispered back. 

She smiled, pulled away and without another word headed through the house. I walked into the living room in time to see her look around the corner and motion me to follow her. I followed into her bedroom, and she had the bed covered with a vinyl tablecloth or something. It was smooth and shiny. 

She said, "Feel." 

She made a rubbing motion with her hand and I followed her lead. The covering was not only really smooth, it was delightfully warm. 

"I don't want to get cold," she told me. 

"I'll keep you warm, so don't get this thing too hot," I shot back. 

She smiled and said, "Don't worry." 

She handed me some lotion, and I asked her if she could take a couple of minutes to boil some water. She was curious until I told her I would put the lotion in the water after we took it off the stove so it would be warm too. She heated some water, and I grabbed a beer. 

We took the water back to the bedroom, put the lotion in it, and I reached over to her shirt and unhooked the only hook keeping it closed. It slid off her shoulders and into the floor in one fluid motion. She stood motionless, nipples hardening quickly, and I untied the drawstring and let the pants drop to the floor. She stepped out of the pants and lay down on the bed. I had a difficult time tearing my gaze away from her and getting on to the matter at hand. 

I began my massage at her neck, and gradually worked my way all the way down to finally work on her feet. She had made little noise over the previous 20 minutes of massage, aside from the occasionally low moan. But as I curled her foot with both hands, I got three or four audible pops and cracks and she let out a loud groan. 

I asked if she was okay, and got a muffled, "Uh-huh." 

I received the same response when I got even more popping from the other foot. I finished and while I was very much enjoying the view of her naked bottom and a pussy that was getting moist, I had her turn over. Her tits were just their usual healthy bit more than a mouth full luscious and stayed up high on her chest even as she was lying on her back. I worked her left arm, slowly massaging down to her hand, and then gave her hand a work over. I got almost as many pops and cracks as when I rubbed her feet. She groaned again, eyes closed, but with a slight smile on her lips. 

I worked the right arm the same way, finally working her hand. It was a little better but still popped and cracked. I worked her upper chest first, and finally began to gently massage her left breast. Her little nipple was rock hard, and I massaged and rolled my fingers around the breast tissue, almost dancing both sets of fingers around it. She moaned again, but lay motionless. I did likewise for the other breast, and then down her stomach, abdomen, and finally her thighs. When I finally stopped, probably some 50 minutes later, she opened her eyes lazily and asked me if she could take a nap.

I said, "Sure, just don't pay any attention to me." 

She looked at me suspiciously and closed her eyes. I eased down between her thighs, which were wide open now, and kissed her thighs lightly and gently, working my way to her pussy. She smelled sweet and slightly musky, and I noticed immediately after landing my tongue on her outer lips that she was wet already. She moaned with pleasure and squirmed under the pressure of my tongue on her labia. I parted the waters, as it were, slowly tonguing her vaginal opening. She opened her legs wider and sighed. I worked my tongue up and down her pussy, lingering at her clit and teasing it enough to start coming out of hiding. 

She slowly moved her ass around, as I reached under and grabbed a double handful of her cute butt and concentrated on her clit. She finally got her hands off the bed and grabbed the back of my head. As I worked her clit between my lips and pushed it back out again, not too quickly and very gently, she began a little moan deep in her throat. That when I figured it was about time to pick up the pace and get a little stronger with the pressure on her clit. 

As I did, she got louder and pressed down on the back of my head. I began to work her clit like a miniature penis, sucking it between my lips only to plunge it back out with my tongue. I got a strong rhythm going and she locked her legs around me for a moment only to break away and with them partially bent, pressed into the bed with her heels. I hoped that if I kept this going, I might get her into a three-point stance, one of my favorite reactions (both heels and the back of her head touching, and nothing else). 

I wondered what would happen if I introduced some finger into her, so I started by easing my index finger into her pussy, slowly, while never breaking the action on her clit. She squirmed onto my finger, so I added another. She seemed to like it so I stroked them in and out and kept the clit action working. After another couple of minutes, she was really flowing with pussy juice, and it was dripping out onto my hand. 

I used some of the juice to slowly lube her asshole with my ring finger, and when stroking back into her pussy with my fingers, added the ring finger to her ass. I began working my hand in the same rhythm as my tongue and lips action, and she began to groan loudly. I added the pinky to her ass and she reached underneath and pulled my arm tighter into her. 

I got to an almost frantic rhythm on her clit as she started huffing and groaning, and as I felt her pussy and asshole begin to spasm, I pressed my lips a little harder down onto her clit. Within seconds after that, she exploded with an orgasm, spasms racking her lower body as she bounced her ass up and down on the bed. 

She rocked through several more spasms until she finally shrieked and jerked a couple of more times, and then started pushing my head away. I took the lip grip off her clit, but kept my fingers in her pussy and ass until she settled down, and then slowly slipped them out as well. She lay there panting, and I sat up and grabbed a sip of beer. 

I let her calm down, and kept my comments to myself. She was just fucking gorgeous, her body glowing in the aftermath of a killer orgasm, nipples beginning to slowly return to normal, and my cock was rock hard. What a babe!

When she finally opened her eyes, she smiled a little Mona Lisa smile and said, "That was so good!" 

I returned the smile and said, "Thank you. Would you like some more?" 

She looked at me with a little bit of a leer, and said, "What ever you want to do." 

I enjoyed an invitation like that, and set my beer down. I kissed my way from her feet up her thighs, studiously bypassing her pussy and worked my way up her body to linger between those fine tits, alternating between a deep suck on each while I tongued the nipple. 

I waited until she reacted to the sucking and then moved to the other. After a bit of this teasing, I began playing with her pussy, probing gently with my fingers. She opened up easily and after a short bit of finger play, I pushed her arms above her head, holding them tightly and slid between her legs. 

I began to tease her pussy with the tip of my cock and got her moving around trying to take more into her pussy. I let this go on for a while, not letting more than two or three inches into her pussy. She moaned and moved her hips around, enjoying what penetration she could get. I kept her in total control, not releasing her arms, taking my time, not setting up much of a rhythmic stroke. 

I started sucking on a tit again, getting a little rougher with the tongue on her nipples, and sucking a rock hard nipple in between my lips where I would flick it with my tongue like I did her clit, except I got a little rougher. She really started squirming around then, and when I felt she was about ready, I let go of the nipple I was chewing and plunged my cock in to the hilt. 

She bucked up off the bed against me and started humping back like a fiend. She took about 20 seconds to blast into another orgasm. I let her ride my cock through the aftermath, eventually letting her settle back down some. I slid out of her pussy, and grabbing her legs, swung her around and pulled her up on her knees. 

After a second or so of enjoying the view of a sopping wet pussy, and that cute little butthole just beginning to gape open enough for me see that she was really relaxed, I returned my cock to her nether lips and began a steady motion in and out of her sopping pussy. For someone who had two children, she had a nice, tight pussy, and apparently knew something about using the muscles to try and tighten down on my cock. 

I kept a steady pace going for a few minutes as she slowly rode with me. As I picked up the pace, she began rocking back against me a little harder. Once she started doing that, I carefully reached over and got some lotion onto my hand and let it run down onto my fingers. As I continued to pound into her pussy, I worked two fingers into her cute little butthole. She groaned a bit at first, but only a few seconds later was starting to really back into me hard, rolling with me to make sure I pounded my cock deep in her pussy and my fingers deep into her ass. 

She rolled around for a few more minutes, enjoying the feeling until she finally almost froze up, and then wailed through another orgasm. I kept the same stroke in and out and fingers working her butt until she settled back down. I took my fingers out, slowly pulled my cock out and slid it upwards to rest at her butthole, still partially open from my fingers. I poured a bit more lotion onto the head, and bumped it up against her back hole. 

She had her hands pulled underneath her, but managed to push backwards toward my cock. She gasped loudly when my cock head slipped into her butt. I kept my hands away from her and let her move around on her own. She cried out from a bit of initial pain, but pushed right back again. That push took about half my cock. 

She continued to groan a bit painfully, but kept pushing a bit at a time. Her asshole was really tight, and was absolutely scalding hot. I don't think I had never felt a rectum this hot before, but she kept pushing on until she had taken most of it in her ass. She stopped for minute, breathing hard, and raised up on her hands. 

She looked over her shoulder with a frown and said, "It's so big!" 

I smiled and said, "Thank you." 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 08



She frowned even more and said, "I wasn't making nice speech. It hurts." 

I quietly mentioned, "You didn't cry about it being so big just a few minutes ago!"

She looked over her shoulder with a frown. 

I was afraid she was going to back out when she said, "Stay still." 

I froze in place, as she began to rock slightly, moving my cock a fraction of an inch in and out, having taken most but not all of it. She continued to moan painfully, but kept moving a little more at a time. Once she got to the point where she was moving a couple of inches in and out, she stopped again, dropped her head down, and slowly backed up toward me again. 

This made my cock slowly sink into her ass until I felt the head bump into the bottom of her rectum. She yelped in pain, backed away, but then slowly eased backwards again. She kept the motion slow and steady and finally, she rocked back against me one more time, swinging her head and moaning and with one last push, took my cock to the hilt. She sighed, moved her ass around a little, and slowly pulled back out. She reversed direction after an inch or so and slid back to once again bury my cock in her ass.  

She finally dropped her head onto the bed, and said, "I think it's okay now." 

That was the only cue I needed. I grabbed her hips and began to withdraw a bit of cock at a time, slowly stroking back into her ass until I was fully buried. I slowly began to withdraw more at a time until I finally got to the point where I could long stroke in and out of her little butthole. This whole ordeal had my balls aching, and I was ready to fill that beautiful, hot ass full of cum. 

She moaned some more, flinched once when I hit the bottom a bit too hard, but soon was letting me pound that tight little ass like I wanted. Pretty soon I felt the old familiar feeling and within seconds, I shot load after load into her ass. The orgasm blast had me gasping for breath as spasm after spasm wracked my body.

I kept going until my cock began to soften, and I stayed in her ass until it finally shrank down enough to pop free. She had stayed perfectly still for a while, but suddenly bolted off the bed and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. As I had pulled out, I noticed her asshole was still slightly agape, and I had some brown lube and cum mixed on my cock. 

She was in the bathroom for a while, and I heard water running, the toilet flush, and more water running. Finally she opened the door and motioned for me to come in the bathroom. 

She told me, "You clean up now." 

With that, she took a warm, damp washcloth and wiped my flaccid cock, taking almost unusual care to get it sparkling clean. 

Once she was satisfied, she asked, "Can you help me with something?" 

I was game for anything, being the kinky bastard that I am, and told her, "Sure. What can I do?" 

She opened a cabinet door, and pulled out an enema rig. For a second, I wasn't sure if she wanted to be the nurse or wanted me to be the doctor. Frankly I don't think I cared either way! As it turned out, I got to be the doctor. 

She poured some liquid into the bag, turned on the tap and adjusted the temperature, and slowly filled the bag. I would have guessed it held about a liter or so. It had a long, slender, slightly curved nozzle with a rounded bulge about 5" down it, most likely to allow it to remain in place once fully inserted. 

She opened up some petroleum jelly and handed me the tip. 

"Put this on it," she commanded. 

I dutifully smeared the lubricant on the nozzle, stroking it like I would my cock. She took the hose, allowing the nozzle to swing free in the air, and handed me the nozzle and bag. Without a word, she dropped onto the plush rug between the toilet and sink onto her knees, dropped her head to the floor, and reached back and grasping her butt cheeks, squeezed them wide open. Her butthole gaped wide for me. 

"Now," she said, and I knelt and after grabbing the nozzle at the base, slowly slid it into her asshole. 

Between the lube and her squeezing her hole open, I slid in the nozzle in easily and quickly. I pushed it in past the bulge, which caused her to moan slightly, and then stopped the penetration. I noticed an adjustable clip, and after a second, figured out how to get the liquid flowing. 

I opened the valve too far, and she suddenly gasped, "Too fast!" 

I adjusted the flow to her liking and held the bag, watching it slowly empty into her rectum. She remained motionless until the bag was completely empty. 

"Take it out," she told me. 

I removed the nozzle with a slight tug, and once the tip was free, she hopped up and quickly sat on the toilet. 

"You go," she said suddenly, and I sat the enema bag on the counter and left.

I didn't shut the door, so I could hear the water flowing, and occasionally partial bits of turd splash into the toilet. I chuckled to myself at what I thought was such a prim and proper woman steadily dumping an enema within earshot of me. 

I grabbed a fresh beer and went back into the bedroom. She finally quit flowing, and I heard her doing different things, until finally, as I was about to finish my beer, she came out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom. 

"I have to clean my self out really good after I do that," she explained. 

Then after climbing onto the bed, she got on her knees and handed me a tube of something with some Oriental writing all over it, and said, "Will you put some of this on me back there?" 

With that, she offered me that luscious ass once more. I squeezed a bit onto my middle finger and rubbed it around and into her asshole. It smelled odd but not unpleasant. After I finished, I asked her about it. She explained that it was some kind of special cream that kept her from getting sore. 

She took me by the hand then, and sliding off the bed, led me into the kitchen. She talked as she fixed herself some tea. 

"My Benny comes home in a week. After that, no more fooling around. This has been fun. Maybe one more time before he comes, and then no more. OK?" 

I wanted to say that once was wonderful for me, twice was heaven, but one more session? 

But I kept the thought to myself, and said, "I can probably get away once more" 

She smiled and sipped her tea.

Since we had the whole day, or at least a good part until the kids came home from school, I took her back to the bedroom, and spent a half hour kissing her entire body, carefully licking and sucking on her breasts until she finally pulled my hand to her pussy. I massaged her clit as I worked on her tits and she rolled through another orgasm. 

I climbed on top and did a slow fuck, working a steady pace that was both slow and pressing, until she had yet another orgasm, and after pulling out, turned her around on her knees and I pounded her pussy until I had another orgasm as well. 

I wanted to get back into her tight little bottom but she declined, saying she didn't want to get too sore. I finally decided enough was enough, and I think she was grateful for the chance to relax too, so I went home.

We got together once more, early in the afternoon on a cloudless day, and I took her out to my favorite outdoor location, where I was able to observe that flawless body in wonderful sunlight. She reveled in the outdoor action, having never done it with Benny that way. I ate her twice, fucked in two or three positions, and finally finished in her ass. We had a wonderful time, and left to go home. 

When we got in my driveway, she turned to me and said, "I enjoyed our fun together." 

I agreed with her that I had also had a wonderful time. 

She leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and said, "See you again, but not for any more sex." 

I gave her my most disappointed, pouty lipped look, and said, "I'll miss you." 

She laughed, and told me to be quiet, and bounced away toward her house. She was right. We never got together again for sex but she made some wonderful food for us a couple of times and I said goodbye as they left for the last time when Benny finally got an early medical retirement. The only regret was I never knew if she could suck a cock. How did I miss that?



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 09



It was quite a while after Bob and Nan moved away before we got new neighbors in the duplex we lived in on post. We had a very young couple show up for about a month and left without any explanation. Mandi and I never got to know them, as they stayed more or less sequestered the entire time. 

Bob and Nan had left their fencing materials with us and we took advantage of the situation by fencing in the entire area behind the house so our dogs had plenty of leg room. This was a happy situation for us, and we were glad to oblige the housing agency folks by keeping the entire area mowed and trimmed, and they handily overlooked the fence encompassing the entire area.

I got home early one day from work and Mandi told me as soon as I walked in the door that there was someone looking at the other half of the duplex. I grabbed a couple of beers and wandered out behind the house to find a young man standing on the back stoop of the other side with his hands in his pocket, whistling to himself. I walked over toward him, only to discover a small mutt of a dog came wandering around the porch toward me. 

"Hi there, little guy," I greeted the strange dog. 

My dogs wandered up and it appeared obvious that they had already met. Mandi had left that little tidbit out. I traded a beer for a handshake and the guy told me his name was Blaine, and his wife's name was Molly, and they were moving into the other half of the duplex. Blaine was about 10 years younger than me and seemed to be a rather easy going, casual type. My initial impression was that we could get along just fine. 

"This is Alky," he said, pointing toward the mutt. 

"We call him that because you can't set a drink down with alcohol in it or he will drink it dry. Then he gets drunk and falls down a lot!" 

I wasn't sure whether I should be appalled or laugh, so I chuckled and asked what he was mixed with. 

"Don't know," Blaine said quickly, "but Molly liked him and we decided to give him a home." 

I had a border collie/black chow mix that was mostly black with white patches and white spotted feet. Alky looked like the result of the spare parts left over when my dog was built. He was white in all the black places, black in all the white places, and about 1/3 the size. We chuckled over the concept.

Blaine was giving the place the once over before he signed his name on the dotted line to take it, and we drank two or three more beers before he left. He said he liked the house, the location, and decided he would take it. 

"What about your wife?" I asked. 

"She doesn't care. She just wants out of the place we are living in now. It sucks." 

I wondered to myself why she had not accompanied him on this inspection trip, but kept it to myself. After he left, Mandi asked me what she thought of him. 

"Nice enough, real laid back," I told her." 

"Same here," she agreed, which made me wonder what was up, since she never came away without a distinct opinion that she would share with me whether I wanted to hear it or not.

About a week later, Blaine showed up driving his old, rust eaten pick-up, followed by a classic Oldsmobile station wagon that seated at least nine people, maybe 30! They got out, and I tried to be casual and not stare. I could tell little about the female who left the car and went straight into the house. I went out back and in a couple of minutes, Blaine and Alky appeared out the back door. 

I asked if he wanted a beer, and he said. "Sure." 

I grabbed a couple out of the refrigerator, and went out back. Mandi and Molly came out about the same time. I looked at Molly and was stunned. She had a beautiful face, but what struck me was the fact that even under a loose shirt I could see some monster tits, so big no amount of camouflage could hide them, and while she was about 20 pounds overweight, she had a very tight waist, and an incredible ass. Let's be honest here. Molly was the epitome of plush! You know, the Mae West hourglass figure that flowed upward to a great chest and flowed downward to large, overstuffed hips. That she was with a goof like Blaine was stunning.

We made introductions all around and Mandi offered Molly some wine (of course). She quickly accepted and the two of them dashed off into our house. Blaine and I chatted about his move-in schedule (there wasn't one) and if he needed any help (didn't know) and what his military job was (a machinist), and did he mind if Alky went with me and my dogs for a walk at a private area we loved (he didn't). 

The ladies came back out with full glasses and a bottle uncorked. We sat out back for about an hour just making small talk, and getting to know each other. They went back in their house at dark, and Mandi and I went in to grab a quick bite to eat (Blaine and Molly had already had dinner). 

We hadn't much more than stepped in the kitchen that Mandi said, "I guess you got an eye full of Molly!" 

I proclaimed my innocence, saying, "I don't know what you are talking about at all. I have been a gentleman and kept my eyes to myself." 

"Bullshit.....not with those tits!" 

When I asked what exactly I did, she refused to go into detail, but later, after a couple of more glasses of wine, we went to bed, and I threw down a serious pussy eating on her and then pounded her pussy doggy style until she got a couple of good orgasms. The subject was dropped.

Molly turned out to be an interesting person. She was a harpist. Yeah, that's right, someone who plays a harp. We took this with a grain of salt until we saw a strange van pull up at their house about a month later. A couple of hours after the van arrived, Molly came over and asked us to her house. When we entered, an older couple was seated in the living room, who she introduced as her adoptive parents. Standing in the corner in the dining area was a beautiful concert harp. 

She asked me if I knew what a tuning fork was. I did, and she handed me a velvet-lined box of several, and asked me to help her tune the harp. I struck the forks while she made adjustments. Mandi chatted with Molly's parents, and we had the harp ready shortly. Molly pulled up a chair, strummed the instrument a couple of times, and launched into an exquisite piece of music. 

Mandi and I were almost dumbfounded to hear such wonderful music coming from a harp we were sitting beside. I had never met anyone who played classical music on any instrument with such orchestral flair. While she was playing, Molly slipped out and returned with some wine and beer in a cooler on ice, and Molly's parents joined us for drinks while Molly played some wonderful music.

Time went on and months went by, and Blaine and Molly would party with us sometimes, have dinner, or go with us to take the dogs walking. One Saturday evening, we asked them if they would like to grab some hot dogs and burgers, a tent, and all the dogs, and head down to a local area by a large creek where we could swim, build a fire, and chill for the evening. 

We decided to stay out all night to avoid having to run a gauntlet of military police checkpoints for drunk drivers. They decided that would be fun, and we jumped into our vehicles and headed off to our little private area. Upon arrival, I gathered some wood and built a small fire. We had some drinks before getting there, and after a few more, decided that we should go swimming in the creek. 

Now it wasn't very deep, barely over waist deep in fact, but what the hell. It was wet and cool on a hot summer night. 

Of course, not long after we headed into the water, Mandi said, "Forget this shit. Let's go skinny dipping!" 

We hauled out of the water, and Mandi and I dropped our shorts and t-shirts. Blaine was right behind us, but Molly seemed a bit shy. Mandi and I went back into the water, and a short time later, after a head to head discussion with Blaine, Molly and Blaine joined us. I had a difficult time not getting a raging hard on when I saw Molly naked. 

Her tits weren't just huge, but they sat up on her chest like some Vargas drawing from Playboy magazine. Like I said, she was plushly plump, in just the right places, including a high-rise ass and nice legs. I was looking at her out of the corner of my eyes when Mandi came up behind me and grabbed my cock. 

"I thought so," she whispered, "She's a doll, isn't she?" 

"Are you jealous?" I asked. 

"Just a little" was all she said. 

When we came back out of the water, Blaine had Molly sit pretty much behind him instead of facing the fire like the rest of us. I figured he was a bit jealous of her and didn't want anyone to be able to see her completely naked. We stayed naked for most of the night, finally crashing on sleeping bags, leaving the dogs loose as our sentries. Next morning, we quickly cleaned up and left for home.

Molly got a job playing her harp at Sunday brunches. This led her to practice a couple of evenings a week. I was taking some college courses and had a paper to work on, and Blaine had just gotten himself a game console. Mandi grabbed a couple of beers and some wine and told me I could work on my school stuff over at their house, while she and Blaine played with his new game console. Molly would be practicing on her harp. 

Not long after we got there, while Blaine was in the bathroom, Molly told us, "My boss at the hotel told me something the other day after brunch that I'm not sure whether to be offended or not." 

When we encouraged her to go on, she told us, "Well he came up to me as I was putting away my harp and said that I did a great job but there was one thing that disturbed him. He would really like to see me dressed in my white high heels and nothing else while I played my harp. It was sort of a fantasy of his" 

I asked if he had made any further comments or done anything overt that could be construed as harassment, and she said that he hadn't. We told her to keep things cool for the time being but if she didn't want this kind of attention make it clear to him. 

Well, this image dived into my brain like an A10 Warthog on a close support run. I felt a twinge of hardness creeping into my shorts. I was sitting at a small table, so it wasn't noticeable. After some game time, Mandi asked Blaine if he had any beer in the house. We had put off making a beer run, and when he didn't have any either, they decided to make a run to the store. 

After they left, Molly was still sitting at her harp working on a rather difficult movement when she noticed me looking at her. 

"What?" she asked curiously. 

"I can't help thinking about what you said. I understand completely why your boss said that. I think it would be absolutely fascinating to see you playing your harp in just your white heels." She laughed and told me I was just dreaming, but gave me an impish smile as she continued to play. A couple of minutes later, she said she had to go potty, and would be back in a minute. I dived back into my writing, and barely noticed when I heard her coming down the hall. 

She stepped into the room, and said, "Is this what you're talking about?" 

I glanced up and then did a double-take. She was completely nude except for those kicky white high heels. She was luscious. I almost failed to wipe the drool off my mouth. 

"God, you're beautiful," I sighed. 

She smiled, and sat down behind her harp. I noticed that she was completely bare of pubic hair, and had a flawless body. When she pulled the harp to her, I had a nice view of her hairless slit as she nestled the harp between those enormous breasts. She played "Fur Elise" by Mozart for me. I was entranced. 

After she finished playing, she smiled and said, "I better get dressed. Blaine and Mandi will be back shortly." 

I thanked her profusely and watched her disappear toward the bedroom, that fine, fine ass bouncing up and down with each step. Later that evening, as I gathered up my books and papers and headed for the house, I saw Molly head for her bedroom as I was leaving. Mandi and Blaine were still engrossed in a game on the console. 

As I stepped off the back porch, the bedroom light came on and I noticed the curtain was partially open. When I stopped, Molly was removing her shirt. I waited until she finished undressing, enjoying the show, when she seemed to look directly at me. She gently caressed her breasts, half closed her eyes, slid one hand between her legs and stroked her pussy. This went on for about 20 seconds, and then she reached down and grabbed a large t-shirt and pulled it over her head and turned out the lights.

Molly was about 2-1/2 months pregnant at the time, something neither Mandi nor I knew at the time, and I didn't see her naked for a while after that. She had a baby girl, just a little doll, who grew like a weed. Molly and Blaine though, seemed to argue more, and didn't seem to like each other's company. Blaine was drinking a bit heavier too. 

We partied with them once in a while but most of the time I hung out with Blaine and Mandi would sit and talk with Molly and the baby. It was getting close to Blaine's end of service, and he was starting to take on a short timer attitude. This really bothered Molly. She had gone back to playing her harp at brunch at one of the clubs on post, and was making good money in both salary and tips. 

One afternoon after I got home from work, I started up the street to get the mail from the communal mailboxes about four houses up. Molly came out about the same time, with her kid in a backpack, and walked up the sidewalk with me. She told me she had no idea what Blaine would do once he got out of the military, and he wasn't looking for any jobs back home. She bitched about his drinking so much, and general lazy attitude. Even Alky was staying away from him and spending more time with my dogs. She told me that they would be moving in about three months. 

I smiled at her and said, "Wow. We better hurry." 

"What do you mean?" she asked. 

"Well, I have wanted to spend a long, leisurely afternoon with you showing you what experience and talent can do for your mental health and well being, not to mention I would throw in a nice massage too!" 

She stared at me for a minute and then sighed. 

"What?" I queried, playing my most innocent but impish look. 

She giggled, and finally replied, "Why are you just now getting around to asking me? I thought you would have noticed that I wanted to sleep with you a long time ago." 

"Well, I knew that, but the timing wasn't right, and Mandi knew I thought you were drop dead gorgeous, so she was keeping me on a tight leash." 

"Well that's too bad because now that I have the rug rat I don't have near the body I used to," she complained. 

"Not from where I have been standing," I told her confidently. "You are still drop dead gorgeous in my book!" 

She blushed a bit, and then whispered to me conspiratorially, "We better hold it down. The neighbors might be listening." 

I laughed and whispered back, "Okay. So are you up for that massage?" 

She looked at me closely, and finally said, "Sounds fine to me. Let me know when."

I made arrangements to take off work at lunch, and called Molly at home and set up the time and date. She asked where we were going, and I told her not to worry about it. She could bring the baby, since she took an afternoon nap anyway. Mandi had started working a new part time job, and would be at work that day, so everything was set.

I dashed home. I had stopped and bought two bottles of champagne the day before and left it in my car. I iced it down, quickly cut up some cheese and munchies, placed it all into a basket and called Molly. She said she was ready to go, and I watched as she put the kid in her car seat. I drove with Molly following me in her car. We went out to an area that had once been a trailer park for military families, but had been abandoned, and now was simply a grassy area with a narrow street out in the woods. This was our dog walking area, and Molly had been there before, but only on the paved roads. 

At the cul-de-sac was a narrow dirt trail that led down to a cliff about 1-1/2 miles away. While exploring this area, I found a turn-out that had been partially blocked with brush. When we got down through the woods to the turn-out, she leaned out and asked how much further it was. 

"We're here," I called back to her. I moved some brush aside, drove my car in and she followed. I stopped, went back and replaced the brush, and we went to the end of the trail. It stopped at a grassy knoll surrounded by trees. There was a gentle breeze blowing and the temperature was reasonably nice for the time of year, when the normally oppressive heat and humidity would eat you alive. I spread out a couple of blankets and she brought the kid out in her car seat and gave her a bottle. I got out the food and champagne, and she seemed delighted. 

"How nice," she exclaimed. 

We ate, sipped some champagne, and relaxed. After a few minutes, I asked if she wanted to really enjoy nature. 

"You just want me out of my clothes, don't you!" 

"You bet, sweetheart," I answered. 

She sighed, got to her feet, and then said, "Are you sure you won't think I look terrible." 

I laughed, and told her, "I don't see how I could ever think you look terrible." 

She smiled her little, demure smile and turned her back and slipped out of her shirt. 

"Come on," I pleaded, "turn around. I want to enjoy the view." 

She laughed, faced me, and unhooked her bra. I watched it slide off her tits. If anything, since she had the baby they had gotten a bit larger, and since she was through breast feeding, I couldn't wait to get a chance to chew on them. 

"You have the most wonderful, absolutely gorgeous tits I think I have ever seen." 

"Why thank you," she replied. 

She slipped out of her shorts and panties with one smooth motion, revealing that slick, shaved pussy. I was pleasantly surprised to see that she hadn't a stretch mark to be seen. I caught myself about to ask if she had actually had a baby, she was so wonderfully flawless.

Instead, I asked her, "Do you stay shaved for a reason?" 

"Blaine liked me that way," she explained, "and it just became a habit. I don't think I could ever grow it back. Don't you like it?" 

"Actually, I love it," I told her, "and I can't wait to see how it tastes." 

She shot me a sly look and said, "I can't wait either. Now it's your turn." 

I had on a tank top and shorts with no underwear. I was naked in about three seconds. She watched me starting to get hard, and as we sat back down on the blanket, she leaned over for a closer look. 

"When I saw you skinny dipping that night, I didn't think you were that big. You sure do grow a lot. Blaine looked a lot bigger, but when he gets hard it doesn't really change size." 

She reached over and gave me a couple of gentle strokes with her fingers, and my cock responded by getting bigger and harder by the second. 

"Wow!" she gasped, "How much bigger do you get?" 

I chuckled and told her to keep doing what she was doing and see. 

Once I was fully erect, she patted my cock gently and said, "What about that massage?" 

Never one to run down a naked lady, I grabbed my massage lotion from the car, moved her onto her stomach and began my magic fingers trick. I worked all the way down to her feet, got her moaning with the foot massage, flipped her over and completed the job on her front side. The baby had dozed off, completely oblivious. 

I slowly kissed my way up her thighs, and she responded by opening her legs wide for me. I gently began tonguing her pussy, evoking some sighs, and then some squirming. Once I got to her clit, she had hold of my head and was arching her back off the ground. I worked her clit with my lips and tongue until she finally froze in what I call the three-point position. The only thing touching the ground was her heels, and the back of her head. An orgasm crashed its way though her guts, and she pressed down harder on my head. She rocked to a succession of spasms, quietly gasping in sharp breaths, until finally she bounced two, three times and dropped back to the blanket. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 09



She pushed my head away and gently told me, "Stop now." 

I laid my head on her lower abdomen, and listened to her stomach churn and her intestines growl. She gently caressed my head and brought her breathing back to normal. I got up, refilled her champagne glass, sat down beside her, and when she lazily opened her eyes, offered it to her. She sat up on one elbow, took the glass, and took a long drink. 

"That's good," she said as she smacked her lips and then licked the bit of droplets from her upper lip. 

"That was really wonderful!" she told me with that sly smile. 

"Glad you liked it," I told her. 

She sat up a bit more, took another drink, and told me, "I figured you would be pretty good. I don't know if you know this but some of your late nights when you were having sex with Mandi, I could hear you in my bedroom. The way she went on sometimes, I figured you must know what you're doing." 

I was only slightly taken aback, but told her, "Thanks. I try hard."

"Speaking of hard," she said, and sat down her glass. 

She leaned over toward me and quickly pivoting on her hip, brought her face to crotch level and took my cock in her mouth. She wasn't bad at giving head, although I would only give her about a 7. But she was enthusiastic, so I let her have at it for a bit. I finally decided I want to feel my cock buried in that nice pussy, so I gently pulled her off my cock and rolled her onto her back. 

As I slid over her, she quickly spread her legs and grabbed my cock, guiding it into her before I could get completely settled. I thrust into her pussy with one long, smooth stroke, all the way in. She sighed, grabbed my back, and I started a steady stroke. She started rising to meet me, and I kept the rhythm slow and easy, waiting for her to get hot and bothered again. It didn't take long. 

She suddenly reached up, pulled my head to her and locked onto my lips in a deep, tongue lashing kiss. I responded in kind, probing into her mouth. She grabbed my ass cheeks tightly, never breaking the kiss, and before I knew it, she was writhing through an orgasm. She was barely audible but was gasping when she finally broke the kiss. 

"You are a rotten bastard!" she accused, while getting her breath back. 

"No," I answered, "I'm a rotten good fuck!" 

She laughed quietly, and continued to move her pelvis against my stoking cock. 

I slid off her and pulled her legs around, telling her, "Climb up on your knees." 

She got her ass high in the air and wiggled it at me. Then she quickly leaned around with an odd look on her face and said, "Are you going to put it up my butt?" 

I had just gone to my knees behind her and slid my cock home into her juicy pussy. It was still dripping from her last orgasm. I looked down at a perfect little, lightly crinkled butthole, actually trying to open a bit of its own accord. 

"Why do you ask?" 

She laid her head on the blanket, turned to one side, and told me, "When Blaine turns me around like this he always wants to put it up my butt. But that's when he's drunk. He doesn't do any position but on top me otherwise. But when he does that, he is usually only half hard if that, and can't get it in. I guess he got it in about halfway once." 

I continued to slowly stroke at her pussy, while taking a long look at her butthole. It was loosening even as she talked, and started to open ever so slightly. It was smooth, hairless, and light pink. 

I said, "Why don't you ride like this for a while." 

"Okay," was her quick reply. 

I started picking up the speed and thrusting deeply into her. She rocked her ass in a circle as I pounded away. I kept this motion for a few minutes, until she began to arch her back a bit. Grabbing both of those nice butt cheeks, I spread her ass apart, opening her little pucker and pounded her hard. She quickly crashed through another orgasm. 

After she recovered a bit, I withdrew from her pussy, slid down and began probing her butthole with my tongue. 

She sighed contentedly, and finally asked, "I guess you ARE going to put it in there aren't you?" 

"Only if you want to," was my quick retort. 

She chuckled lightly, and said, "Just do what you want." 

I grabbed the massage lotion bottle, and applied some to her pucker, gently probing with two fingers. She sighed contentedly, and wiggled back for more. I loved being in the great outdoors, where I could see every detail of this beautiful babe. I looked over at the baby, still sound asleep. She had her Mom's eyes and nose. She was going to be a killer babe in not too many years.

After a bit more finger probe, I lubed my cock with the slick fingers, and gently pushed the head against her butthole. 

"Lean up a bit," I told her, "and you rock back slowly, taking as much as you can, when you can." 

She pressed back against me, and the head of my cock quickly slipped in. She froze for a minute, and then pushed a bit more. When the head was just past her sphincter, she pulled away for a minute. 

"I feel like I have to go!" she exclaimed. 

"Don't worry about it," I told her. "That full feeling will go away in a minute. Just relax and let yourself go, and everything will be good." 

She pushed back again, slowly taking more and more of my cock into her ass. I stayed still, letting her begin rocking ever so slightly as she got deeper with each motion. Finally, with one last push, she had taken my cock all the way in. 

"This feels so different," she said. 

"Are you okay?" I asked. 

"Yeah, I think so. It hurt a little bit but I'm fine now. This isn't at all like I thought it would be. Why don't you go ahead now."

I slowly began a short, gentle stroke, watching for an adverse reaction. She sighed again, but didn't pull away. I increased the length of my stroke to about half my cock, still making slow, steady strokes. She continued to push back toward my cock. Finally I lengthened my stroke to where I was almost out of her butthole and then plunged back to full depth. I kept a steady rhythm going for a couple of minutes, then slowed back down and asked her how she was doing. 

"It feels good now, but I don't think I can cum like this." 

"Then try something for me," I told her. 

"What?" 

I pushed my cock all the way in and stopped, gently but firmly holding her hips. 

"Reach underneath, and rub your clit." 

She suddenly jerked up and looked over her shoulder at me. 

"What?" she cried. 

"Just what I said. Rub your clit." 

"But I don't do that with someone else," she protested. "That's private." 

Now it was my turn to chuckle. 

"You have my cock in your asshole, I have had my tongue in your pussy and ass both, you have taken my cock down your throat, and you want to talk about private!" 

She laughed gently, and told me, "Well, Blaine always wanted me to do things to myself while he watched and did himself. I just couldn't do that because I grew up knowing that that was something private and dirty that you did by yourself. I was horrified to think that he could play with himself in front of me." 

I told her that masturbating was sex play that Mandi and I did occasionally. Now she was curious. 

"What kind of things do you do?" she asked. 

I couldn't believe that I was buried balls deep in her ass and we were having this conversation. I told her about our small collection of sex toys, and how sometimes Mandi would climb onto our round, glass coffee table while I lay underneath, and use toys or cucumbers on her pussy and maybe a small toy in her ass. I would masturbate while she put on a show. Then she would use one of the toys and her fingers to get her orgasm.

Molly was still stroking back against me while I told her this, and I got even harder just flashing back to some of the shows Mandi had done for me. I told her I even had a couple of great shows on tape. 

"Sounds dirty to me," she said with a small laugh. 

I was really in the mood for a good cum myself, and being up to my balls in Molly's ass was getting me there. 

She looked back one more time and finally said, "I guess I could give it a try." 

"Great," I replied, "just do what feels good to you." 

She ducked a shoulder down a bit as she reached under to rub her clit. I grabbed the lotion bottle, pulled her hand out and gave her a small splash of lotion. She went back to rubbing her pussy and clit, and I started stroking into her ass again in earnest. That wonderful feeling was beginning to well up in my balls as I worked deeply in her ass. I could see that she was doing a whale of a job on her clit, and before I knew it, she had exploded with another orgasm. But before I had time to finish in her ass, she pulled away.

"I want you to do yourself for me," she said almost with a pout. "I want to watch you get off." 

I was slightly irritated at her not letting me finish in her ass but tried to be casual. 

"I did myself for you, now you have to do yourself for me." 

"Well, if that is what you want, but I need a little visual stimulus to help me." 

"What?" she asked, her cute brow furrowing a bit. 

"Just take that empty champagne bottle, and slip it in your pussy while I watch. That will help me get myself off." 

"Well, maybe" she said, "But I want to watch you." 

I didn't want to argue and damn sure needed to cum, so I grabbed one of her baby wipes, cleaned the lube from my cock, laid back on the blanket and looked directly at her as I began to stroke my cock. She leaned down close enough to almost kiss the head, watching intently. After a moment or two, she sat back and scooted her ass toward me so her head was even with my crotch. She reached up, took the champagne bottle in her hand, laid back with closed eyes and slowly inserted the neck into her pussy. 

I continued to masturbate, slowly and steadily, not wanting to miss a minute of the show, she opened her eyes for a minute to watch me stroking, then added a couple more inches of bottle to her pussy. She kept her head turned to observe my cock, and finally pushed as much of the bottle into her pussy as it would stretch to accommodate. That's when she quickly slipped the bottle out, and sat up on one elbow. 

I stopped for a second be she said, "Don't stop." 

I started back up with a good stroke again, and she got on her knees, climbed over my thighs, and stood straight up over me, looking down at my cock while I continued to masturbate. She told me to stroke it harder, and I watched with fascination as she reached down to start fingering and rubbing her clit again. She remained fixated on my cock, and began to rub her clit as with the same motion I used on my cock. Her tits were bouncing and she looked positively engrossed. 

When my orgasm was about to explode, I said, "I'm going to cum." 

She cried, "Don't stop!" 

I finished a few strokes later, blasting a shot of cum into the air that landed on my stomach, then another, and finally one last blast that splashed onto her hand. She convulsed a couple of times as though she might vomit, and then rocked her way through a frightening orgasm that had her face turning almost beet red. The red hue went down her chest and out onto her breasts. She literally fell onto my chest, and after panting heavily for a few seconds, suddenly slipped on up my body to once again lock lips with me for a few seconds. Just after she broke off the kiss, I heard a small noise. 

Molly looked around and said, "Well, now that we're quiet, someone has decided to wake up." 

Sure enough, the baby was moving her hands a bit and mewing. Molly got up, went over to the baby, and lifted her into her arms. It was a stirring sight, her completely naked, holding a baby wearing nothing but a diaper. She stepped back onto the blanket, laid the baby down between us, and began playing little coo things that mothers do with there kids. 

I got up and opened the other bottle of champagne, poured a glass, and sat back down, handing it to Molly. She took a sip and handed the glass back. When she checked the baby's diaper, it was time for a replacement, so she grabbed a fresh one, cleaned the baby up a bit with the wipes, secured the fresh diaper, and handed her to me. 

I let the baby nestle into the hair on my chest, and she purred lightly. Molly took another drink of champagne, grabbed some cheese, and laid back lazily, looking like a spoiled cat that had just finished a bowl of fresh cream.

"This was really nice. Thank you," she told me. 

"Glad to oblige," I replied, "and I hope you enjoyed yourself." 

"Well," she started with a pursed lip, "it made me realize what I was really missing with Blaine. I thought I was really in love with him, but the past few months, I began to see that it was just some stupid girly thing that went too far. My parents thought I was being foolish, but they supported me. By the way, my Dad thinks you're just great." 

I was a bit startled and wondered where this conversation was headed, only to have her continue.

"Don't worry. I wasn't trying to scare you or anything. I really appreciate you showing me how much fun having sex can be, and that I shouldn't worry about anything. You really make me comfortable, as a matter of fact, comfortable enough to do something I haven't ever done for anyone else, and that is let them watch me do myself." 

Her chest was thrust out in pride, as though she had accomplished a major breakthrough. 

I chuckled under my breath, and told her, "You should never be ashamed of what you have going on under your chin. You are beautiful, you have a gorgeous body, you exude refreshing sexiness, not like some cheap slut but like someone you would offer your left nut to just to have you close." 

She laughed a deep, throaty laugh, and said, "If you want to give me your left nut, just make sure you put it in a jar in some formaldehyde. That would be quite a trophy!" 

We laughed together, and I filled up her glass, topped mine off, and asked if she want to take the baby for a walk. 

"Like this?" she cried, pointing down at her nude body. 

"Sure," I replied, "We are miles from anyone." 

"Why not," she asked? "This will be another first for me. Actually there are a lot of firsts today. I have never done it outside like this." 

"Welcome to the nature club," I quipped.

We put the baby in the backpack; I strapped it on, grabbed our sandals, and took a walk up the turn-out to the main trail. I turned back for a short ways, and told her to wait there for me. I hurried down to the cars, grabbed our clothes, and stuffed them under the baby seat. I walked back to find her waiting with a curious look, until she saw the clothes. I moved the brush slightly for us to walk through, and we went the remaining half mile down to the cliff and sat and enjoyed the view, still totally naked. We returned, finished the champagne, and got ready to leave. 

"Can we do this again?" she asked. 

"I would love to," I replied. I turned her car around, turned mine around and we went home.

We went back to the spot in the woods one more time, after her parents came in and returned home with the baby. She was to follow them home in a couple of weeks. This time I was finally able to fill her ass full of cum, something she told me she really enjoyed, and she later let me watch her do a show of peeing while I masturbated. I will remember Molly for a long time.



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 10



One of the innovations for physical training in the military was incorporating high impact aerobics into the otherwise boring routine. When I was working as a Training Officer for a basic training company, I got the opportunity to take an advanced course in planning and teaching a new regimen of physical training. This was a 30-day course and involved not only a lot of classroom work, but also included a sprinkling of nutrition, anatomy, and overall wellness. A lot of intense physical workout was included as well. This course was designed for trainers and supervisors to plan and conduct a well rounded program of physical conditioning that helped prevent injuries while taking the most number of people to their highest level of physical fitness.

During this course we had a civilian female aerobics instructor come in and teach basic high and low impact workouts, and how to incorporate aerobic sessions into a good program. She was extremely fit, 6-pack abs, well muscled legs and calves, and a pair of high riding tits just shy of a C-cup. She was about 5'6" tall and had auburn hair cut in a shaggy short style that let her flip some fingers through it so you never knew she had just finished a hard workout. She wore skin tight leotards for all the sessions, and just looked positively delicious. 

Most of the time she barely worked up a sweat with the class, but occasionally we pushed her pretty hard. I loved being in the front row when she did our aerobics sessions. Her leotards would get semi-transparent with sweat. That was one workout I enjoyed, plus, when we did stretches, she was so limber I had to fight getting hard as I watched her.

I eventually asked her name, and where she lived. She had originally moved to this desolate place with her ex, who was also military, but they broke up, and she stayed around since she could make pretty good money as an instructor. She told me her name was Janet, and she lived off the post near the area where Mandi and I had moved from. She also recorded her own music onto cassettes for the classes, and I noticed she didn't have a wide variety of music. During some of the sessions, she would swap tapes several times.

Mandi had gotten into a couple of exercise shows on ESPN every day so she could lose some weight. She taped them daily and when I came home from work we would do the same session from the morning so both of us were getting two-a-day workout sessions. Mandi's taped classes didn't come close to getting me up to my target heart rate, but I went along for support and it more than offset my beer consumption. 

After I moved to the brigade level headquarters operations section, I began working out with the staff. I helped with the planning and sometimes led the sessions. We were able to get Janet once every other week for a high impact aerobics session in one of the gymnasiums on the post. After the sessions, I would chat with her for a few minutes and ask about some of the exercises, suggesting some particular ones for the staff, since the headquarters staff as a group were, on average, older than most of the other groups she taught. I also asked about her music, which tended to be a bit repetitive.

After one particularly good session, where a group of us in the front row actually made her work hard to keep up with us, I asked if she wanted to record some music for special sessions to do with the headquarters staff. I especially wanted to incorporate at least one low impact strength session quarterly. I told her about Mandi's workouts and asked if she would like to come over for some drinks, a meal and a recording session. 

I had amassed a huge collection of CDs with a lot of good music for aerobics, and she had a large collection herself that she was yet to record for exercise sessions. We decided to try out recording some 110 minute cassette tapes, since her sessions generally lasted about 50-55 minutes. She was delighted with the invitation and told me she looked forward to meeting Mandi.

Janet showed up at our house on the post right on time on Saturday at high noon. I looked out and she waved me out to help carry in her collection of CDs. I had gotten out my 10 channel mixer and quickly hooked up Janet's CD player to it. This would let us mix CDs from multiple sources, along with albums and include some sampling. Janet and Mandi seemed to hit it off immediately, and when they went back outside to Janet's car, I heard some tittering and looked out. 

They were looking into a cardboard box in Janet's trunk. Just then, Mandi looked up and waved a wine bottle at me. Apparently Janet loved wine too, and she and Mandi were deciding what wine they wanted to drink from her stash while I did all the work of recording a mix for aerobics. Janet was wearing tight blue jeans and a white cotton blouse with a deep V cut, showing off some tempting cleavage framed by delicate lace, and some kicky little strappy high heels. She looked good enough to eat, and I hoped that would eventually be the case.

Mandi had fixed some munchie foods, and we sat down to work. Janet had, per our prior agreement, worked up four routines; two each of high impact and low impact. We worked out the time lines and set out to select the music. 

I had tapes ready on the cassette, and Mandi helped arrange the CDs I would use for the mix in two stacks. She would load one, I would load the other. Mandi and Janet drank wine, and I sipped a beer, and we munched on cheese and lunch meats. The dogs stayed at our feet, begging scraps, and Janet, being a dog lover, didn't disappoint. Both the dogs took to her immediately as well, and I found myself the odd man out of a love fest in the making. 

Janet and Mandi seemed to constantly bump into each other, or brush together, and at first I hadn't paid much attention but soon it was obvious. In between tracks, I wondered if Janet was checking Mandi out and maybe try to hit on her. I wondered if my efforts as a horndog were about to be throttled.

Mandi had been close to other women before, and we had gotten naked with a lot of other people. She had helped me give massages before, and she never seemed to shy away from physical contact with other females, but on the other hand, she never showed a proclivity toward being any more than comfortable with another woman. On just a couple of occasions had I seen her kiss another woman, and that was pretty much in play. 

This seemed different, though. Janet complemented Mandi on how nice she looked, and told me I was so lucky to have married such a beautiful woman. Mandi blushed but positively beamed. I thought she was going to cream her shorts. I decided to concentrate on my work and let things fall where they might.

We completed the first session in about 2 hours, and set up for the second. We took a short break. Janet went to retrieve a bottle of wine from her car but Mandi stopped her and told her to look in the closet in the kitchen. We had a rack of 24 bottles freshly stocked and Janet squealed with delight. 

Mandi went over, and before I knew it, the two of them were tightly hip to hip pulling wine bottles from the rack and exchanging the virtues of each. Mandi grabbed a corkscrew and opened one of the bottles they selected, and poured each a glass. Janet moved to where she was very close to Mandi and lifted her glass. She smiled at Mandi and said, "It is so nice to meet some lovely, intelligent people among all the rednecks around here." Mandi was smiling back with a look akin to lust on her face, loving every minute of it. After a sip of wine, we headed back to work.

The next session went a bit slower when Janet discovered a mistake in the time line of exercises and we had to re-record about 20 minutes. The session became grueling in the last half hour, and by the time we wrapped it up we were all tired and ready to stop for the time being. 

Janet had slowed the flirting with Mandi, especially when we hit the final stretch and we were mixing several samples together for the final exercise, and then had to transition into the cool down phase music. 

When we finally put it to bed, Janet slumped back in her chair and let out a long, "Whew!" 

"Really!" I agreed, and Mandi just sighed. 

We got a refill and I suggested we go out back for a rest in the shade. 

Mandi piped up and said, "Why don't we take the dogs up to their walking area, and relax in the woods there?" 

Janet liked the idea, and I didn't care, so we loaded the dogs into the car. Janet said something to Mandi, and Mandi just smiled and shook her head yes, and Janet went out to her car and got a small bag and dumped it in the back with the dogs. We had a mid sized station wagon to make carrying the dogs easier, and the three of us squeezed into the front of the car. Mandi had put something in the bag too, but I didn't notice what it was.

We arrived at the wooded area where we walked the dogs in a matter of a few minutes' drive. I let the dogs out, and they began sniffing around, waiting for us to take a walk with them. I went to the front of the car and got a fresh beer out of the little tote cooler. I whistled one of the dogs back from the direction he was headed, and started around the car. 

I noticed that Mandi and Janet were busy doing something. As I walked around the car, they were in the middle of changing clothes. Janet had stripped to a small lace bra and bikini panties, and was digging in the bag. Mandi was wearing her walking shoes and nothing else. 

She retrieved a small tank top and pulled it over her head, smiling at me and said, "Well, don't just stand there and stare." 

I chuckled and replied, "No problem. Mind if I simply leer a bit." 

She laughed as Janet, without a bit of hesitation, peeled out of her bra and panties too. She slipped on a small tank top and grabbed a pair of minuscule shorts, which after she pulled them over her ass showed off a nice crescent of butt cheek. I got a glance at Janet's pussy for just a second, and noticed she was shaved completely clean. God knows I love a clean shaved pussy!

I quickly finished my beer and grabbed a refill, and we took off, letting the dogs to their thing out ahead of us. Mandi and Janet had travel mugs full of wine, and sipped occasionally. Mandi began telling me a brief story. 

"You didn't know I had already met Janet, did you?" 

I gulped and wondered where this would lead. 

"She stopped by where I work one day after she had done an aerobics session and I was filling in on the early shift." 

I wracked my brains trying to remember when she had to do an early shift. 

"I asked her why she was wearing leotards and stuff, and we got to chatting. She has stopped by occasionally since, and when you mentioned about doing a recording session with an aerobics instructor, I wondered if Janet was the person. Knowing you, I figured she was." 

I really wondered about that remark but let her continue. 

"When she stopped by the other day, I asked her and since she didn't know my last name, wouldn't have put the two of us together until then. But when she told me where she was going on Saturday, I told her she was coming to my house. We laughed about the coincidence, and decided not to say anything to you to see how you would handle it." 

Now it was my turn to be surprised. 

"So have you been having fun at my expense?" I asked. 

"Of course," she laughed, and Janet joined in the chuckle. 

Janet said, "The change of clothes was for your benefit, just to see you drop your chin on the ground. Plus, Mandi didn't know I secretly wanted to see her naked anyway!" 

We all laughed at this, but I noticed Mandi seemed to perk up at this statement. We kept walking, making small talk and Mandi made sure we kept the conversation away from work or aerobics, and we told Janet about some of our adventures in Europe. Janet laughed about Mandi's first visit to a nude beach on the coast of Spain, only to run smack into another couple from our unit in Germany that we were in the same bowling league with. We laughed about Mandi not knowing what to say when they came over and sat down with us, all totally nude.

We finished our walk and headed home, enjoying the cooling air. 

Mandi asked me if I would make something on the grill, and when I asked Janet if she could handle a steak, she surprised me by saying, "Large, and bloody rare!" 

I got busy making dinner and Mandi and Janet sat outside under the tree in the back yard chatting like old friends, chairs side by side, arms almost touching. They tittered and laughed like a couple of school girls and there was plenty of casual touching. I stayed out of the conversation, watching them carefully as I cooked the steaks. 

I wondered how I would steer this into something sexual, and began scheming on some alternatives. Many of the schemes went to the wayside, since Janet and Mandi had already met and knew each other, at least casually. I set a nice table, lit some candles, put a fresh bottle of wine in a bucket, and called the girls in for dinner. They both looked positively delightful, little tank tops with perky breasts poking through, tiny shorts with no underwear. They were a pervert's delight.

Janet ate like she hadn't had a meal in a while, appearing positively ravenous. Mandi was hungry as well, but couldn't keep up with Janet. After we finished, I began clearing the table, and as I put the dishes in the dishwasher, I smelled a familiar smell. I stuck my head in the living room only to see Mandi and Janet smoking a joint. 

This caught me off guard, since I was subject to random tests and had stopped smoking dope some time ago. But Mandi had nothing to worry about, and I let them have at it. It must have been really good stuff, because they appeared totally wrecked by the time they finished. Mandi and Janet were sitting on the love seat, almost cuddled up and sipping wine. Mandi had leaned back in the corner and looked almost asleep. 

I decided to get started on the 3rd recording session, and donned my headphones and got to work. Since I was recording for a low impact session, it was easier to set up the transitions and I bounced between songs that kept the same steady beat. Janet had turned toward Mandi and stroked her face as I watched in fascination. 

But before I could say anything, I had to take a piss, and after setting the next song up, headed for the toilet. When I came back into the living room, I stopped dead in my tracks. Janet was kissing Mandi in a long, slow, tongue swapping kiss, and Mandi was responding in kind. I watched as Janet ran her hand under Mandi's tank top and caressed a breast. Mandi's nipples were rock hard. 

I went back to my chair and watched for a minute or so when Janet turned to me and said, "If you're cool with this, you can join in a little while." 

I just gulped and stammered an acknowledgment. I went back to recording, almost missing the last cue, and watched as Janet removed Mandi's tank top and started nibbling at her breasts. Mandi had leaned way back, and moaned while holding on to the back of Janet's head. Janet left Mandi's breasts, leaned back, and took off her top. She was definitely aroused as well, and just when I thought she would return to Mandi's breasts, she raised up slightly and gently pushed a beautiful tit onto Mandi's lips. 

I never thought I would see this but Mandi responded by sucking most of a breast into her mouth, reaching up behind Janet's back to pull her closer. Janet pushed her breasts together and alternated them in Mandi's mouth. After a few minutes of this, Janet retuned to Mandi's breasts and began gently and slowing caressing and kissing each. After a few more minutes she slipped a hand slowly down the front of Mandi's shorts, and I could see the lump of her hand finally reach Mandi's pussy. 

Mandi stiffened slightly and began to moan in earnest, slumping down and straightening her body out to give Janet a better line on her clit. Mandi had a very sensitive clit, and it took a while for her to get warmed up before she would let me manually manipulate it, and she especially liked having her breasts sucked at the same time. I didn't know if Janet was lucky or instinctive but she had Mandi on the verge of an orgasm.

I was rock hard by now, but stayed with the recording, since I was close to completing it. I put the headphones back on and continued to watch as Mandi finally shuddered through an orgasm, rocking through several spasms until she finally almost violently lurched away from Janet's fingers. Janet pulled her over to cuddle against her and let her snuggle her head between those beautiful tits. Janet just smiled at me and let Mandi fall into a light sleep. 

When I took off my headphones, she asked me quietly, "Are you almost finished?" 

I nodded yes, wondering what this fine babe had in mind, but went back to the last few minutes of the recording. When I finished, I put on some easy music, flipped on the speakers, and turned the volume down low. 

Janet eased from under Mandi, stood up and motioned me over. I walked over to the couch, and she pushed me down on the couch, pulling me out to the edge and then pushed my shoulders back to the back of the couch. I grabbed my shorts and quickly slipped out of them as Janet waited. I was laying in an almost straight line with a raging hard-on bobbing in the air. Janet slipped off her shorts, and I hoped she would hop on to my needy cock, when she turned and moved to Mandi. 

She gently moved Mandi around and grabbed her shorts and easily slid them off, leaving her naked. Then, after a brief kiss, helped Mandi to her feet and moved her over to me. She turned Mandi's back to me and eased her down and pushed her to where she was laying back against me. Janet began caressing Mandi's breasts again, and started pulling her slowly toward my waiting cock. I couldn't see much past Mandi's shoulders, when I suddenly felt my cock engulfed by a hot warm mouth. Janet slobbered around on my cock and got it slippery, and then pulled Mandi closer. I figured I would slip into Mandi's pussy, but Janet maneuvered Mandi's hips until I felt penetration starting, but it wasn't in Mandi's pussy. I was slowly working my cock into Mandi's tight ass! 

Mandi moaned in pain, and moved back up, but Janet began kissing on her breasts and slowly pulled her back onto my cock. She moaned again, but let the pressure stay. Janet lifted Mandi's legs into the air, and slowly began kissing down her body toward her pussy, at the same time, pulling her down my body, causing my cock to slip ever deeper into Mandi's ass. Mandi moaned half in pain and half in passion, until Janet finally found her clit with her lips, and she began to squirm around on me. This caused me to penetrate her ass further until she had the entire length buried in her ass. 

I reached around and mauled her breasts while Janet ate her pussy. I let go of the breasts and grabbed her ass cheeks, slowly lifting and dropping her back onto my cock. Mandi kept writhing around as Janet did a number on her clit, and things were going great until I felt something against my cock. Janet had inserted a finger into Mandi's pussy and was moving it around. 

I stopped moving, and felt a second finger inserted. Mandi was still writhing around on my cock, unable to move any further. She was literally and figuratively bound without ropes, unable to move around very much. I could see the top of Janet's head moving around, when Mandi reached out with both hands and grabbed Janet's head and ground it into her pussy. She was really rolling around on my cock, almost painfully, but I enjoyed the feeling of something I didn't get to do very often, go balls deep in Mandi's ass. Her pussy was dripping so much juice and saliva it dripped onto my balls and ran down my legs. 

I felt some different spasms in Mandi's ass as she neared another orgasm, and Janet pushed 3 fingers into her pussy, rocking them in and out in a slow, steady motion. Mandi slowly built toward an explosive orgasm, and when it finally hit, her asshole gripped my cock like a fist, and I could feel Janet's fingers probing deep into Mandi's pussy. Mandi convulsed and jumped, but kept the death grip on the back of Janet's head, until finally, with one last, violent jerk, pushed Janet's head away, crying, "No more...please." 




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Janet looked up with a shit eating grin, face covered in pussy juice, and smiled. She gently caressed Mandi's breasts as Mandi relaxed against me. She was breathing hard, and had her head turned to the side, almost gasping for breath. 

I let her calm down slowly, when she turned her head up toward me and asked, "Can you take that out of my ass now?" 

Janet laughed a low laugh, and helped Mandi gently rise, wincing when my cock popped free. 

"Ouch!" she cried, "That hurt." 

Janet told her not to worry. 

"I'll kiss it and make it better," she promised. 

Mandi smiled lasciviously at the thought, and sat back down on the couch. 

"Go wash up," Janet told me, "and hurry back." 

I was in no mood to argue, and went into the bathroom to give my cock a brief but thorough cleansing. I grabbed some petroleum jelly as I was leaving and headed back to the living room. Janet had moved our round, glass coffee table from the center of the living area, grabbed some pillows and had Mandi lay out on the carpet with a pillow under her head. 

I was still rock hard. Janet had me get on my knees above Mandi's head, as she got on her knees and straddled Mandi's head. She leaned down to Mandi's pussy in a classic 69 position, and backed her pussy over Mandi's face toward my cock. 

Looking over her shoulder, Janet said, "Put it in my pussy." 

I obliged and scooted closer, seeing Mandi's face just under Janet's pussy. Mandi reached up and took my cock in her hand and guided me into Janet's pussy. I slid the entire length in with one smooth stroke, banging into the bottom of her pussy with a gentle bump. 

"Damn," Janet cried, "You are really thick. It feels even bigger inside me." 

I heard a brief snicker from Mandi, and then a muffled voice said, "Why do you think I have so much trouble getting it in my ass?" 

Janet laughed and pushed back against me. I began to slowly stroke into her slippery pussy, enjoying the feeling. My balls brushed Mandi's face as I moved. 

Janet told Mandi, "It's your turn on my pussy now, sweetie. Show me what you got." 

I never thought Mandi would eat a woman's pussy, but she dived in like a trooper, slopping her tongue at Janet's clit. It was difficult going, though, since my cock was buried in Janet's pussy and Mandi couldn't get her face in a good position. 

We went on like this for a few minutes when Janet broke away and said, "Put some of that slick stuff in my bottom." 

Hope beyond hope, Janet was going to let me get some of that fantastic ass of hers. I took the lube and pulled out a dollop on my fingers. Janet had a cute, round little pucker, with just a little crinkling around it. As I worked the lube into her tight little asshole, it began to loosen and open slightly. Mandi watched in fascination as I probed one, then two fingers into Janet's back hole. 

Mandi pulled the pillow closer under her head and watched as I placed the head of my cock at Janet's asshole. Janet pushed back toward me slowly, pushing with a groan until the head popped past her anal ring into her rectum. 

"Damn, you feel even bigger back there," Janet complained. 

"You asked," I replied, and she responded by pushing back toward me, slowly taking inch by inch. 

She began to slump downward slightly, and I responded by spreading my legs further. This movement put Janet's pussy right onto Mandi's mouth, and I could see the wide-eyed look. Janet groaned again as I reach the top of her rectum, and pushed past. 

"Oh damn, that's deep," she cried, as I kept my stomach pressed hard against her ass. 

Mandi had reached her hands around Janet's bottom, and grabbed her ass cheeks. 

As I began to make slow, easy strokes in Janet's ass, Janet started moaning and said, "Okay, Mandi, it's your turn to make me feel good." 

Mandi dug into Janet's pussy, liking at her clit and munching away. Janet buried her face in Mandi's pussy and began to lick in return, so that each was giving and getting at the same time. I picked up the rhythm in Janet's ass, until I was long stroking from my cock to full depth, probing Janet's ass as deep as my cock would go. Both girls started moaning and groaning, and Mandi hung onto Janet's ass tightly as she pressed her mouth onto her pussy. 

I didn't think I would last much longer when Janet began to scream a muffled scream, considering she had pressed her mouth tightly into Mandi's pussy. Her orgasm seemed to start at her toes, and worked up through her legs to her pussy, as I felt the spasms on my cock as I continued to plow into her rectum. She arched her back a second and shook, continuing to scream that muffled scream into Mandi's pussy. 

This apparently got Mandi going, and she followed closely with another orgasm of her own, responding by moaning into Janet's pussy. This finally set me off, and as they were calming down, I shot a huge load deep into Janet's ass. I had 3 or 4 crushing spasms before it finally subsided. 

As I was relaxing, Janet pushed up onto her arms, partially sitting up, and pushed me backward. I though she wanted me out of her asshole, but instead, as I sat back on my legs, she followed, pushing backward with her hips and keeping my cock buried in her ass. She cleared Mandi's head, reached back, and pulled against me tightly, slowly grinding her ass in a small circle. I reached around and caressed her tits, slowly tweaking her nipples. 

Mandi slowly rolled over and climbed onto the couch, not looking toward us. Janet kept the motion up until my cock began to soften. She reached under me, and began to brush my balls with her fingers, playing with them enough to keep me hard. I concentrated again, and felt my cock growing back to its maximum size. Janet responded with a moan. I reached down for a moment and found her clit, and began to roll it with a couple of fingers. She moaned again, but finally pulled my hand away to be replaced by her own. 

She suddenly began to furiously stroke her clit, and I could feel the rapid motion of her hand. Mandi looked up and watched for a few seconds with a lazy smile, as Janet finally worked through another orgasm. She pushed back hard against me, writhing on my cock, and finally settled down. She reached back, and pushing on my thigh with one hand, slowly eased off my cock. 

As it finally slipped out of her ass ring, she mimicked Mandi with a quiet, "Ouch!" 

Mandi laughed and asked, "Did that hurt a little?" 

Janet chuckled and said, "Just a little."

As Janet stood up, I could see cum and lubricant leaking from her still distended asshole. A large drip eased out and began to run down the back of her left leg. 

When she finally realized it, she reached back and went, "Ooops. Looks like I need to clean up."

As she headed toward the bathroom, she staggered slightly, and I went over to catch her. I told Mandi I would be back in a minute, and took Janet to the bathroom. I grabbed a washcloth, and wiped the leakage from Janet's leg, catching another large drip from her slowly closing asshole before it could run very far. 

I rinsed the washcloth in warm water and leaned her over the sink and gently finished cleaning around her pussy and asshole. She moaned with pleasure, arching her ass into the air further so I could finish the job. 

I asked her if she was all right, and she said, "Sure, just a little wasted and lot fucked." I rinsed the washcloth and hung it up and turned to leave. Janet was easing onto the toilet to take a leak, and I told her to call me if she needed some help. When I returned to the living room, Mandi was asleep, breathing slowly and deeply. 

I picked her up and carried her to our bedroom, placed her on the bed, and turned down the covers. I rolled her in and covered her up, and returned to the living room. Janet was there, sitting on the edge of the couch, finishing a last splash of wine in her glass. 

She looked at me and said, "You guys are so sweet. I have really enjoyed myself tonight." 

I sat down across from her in the side chair, and after a sip of beer, said, "You and Mandi surprised me tonight." 

"Is that bad?" she asked. 

"No, not at all," I replied. "I just never thought Mandi would actually get into sex with another woman. I must say, though, it wasn't entirely a bad thing for me." 

She laughed gently and replied to that, "You never know. I'm just glad she did. I enjoyed sex with you too. I could tell the way you moved during aerobics that you probably knew what you were doing in bed." 

I felt complimented, but decided it was time to head for some rest before we both fell out. I would have liked to have another shot at Janet, but she appeared to start nodding so I told her to relax for a minute while I fixed her a place to sleep.

I went into the den and made her a bed on the couch, added a couple of pillows and went back to the living room. She had leaned back and was fast asleep. I picked her up and carried her to the den, laying her gently on the couch. I took a minute to observe that beautiful body, and covered her up. I pulled the covers over her and left. After letting the dogs out one last time, I turned off all the equipment, doused the candles, and headed to bed.

Typically, I woke up early, and let the dogs out in the back yard. I filled their water bowl, and made a pot of coffee. I had put on some gym shorts but slipped them off while I played with the music equipment. I decided to make myself a personal tape mix while I had all of Janet's CDs at the house. 

I put in a fresh tape, lined up the CDs I wanted, and began to record them. I got a cold beer to sip, and laid out some country ham to thaw for breakfast and fired up a pot of coffee. I had been up about 30 minutes when I saw a light in the hallway. When I looked, I saw the bathroom door go shut. It was Janet, finally alive. I heard the shower come on, and a short while later, heard her come padding down the hallway. When she came into the living room, she was naked, save for a towel she was briskly drying her hair with. 

"Please tell me that's coffee I smell," she said with a smile. 

"You bet," I said, "help yourself." 

She came back a few minutes later and moved over to where I was recording, almost standing against me with her tits close to my face. 

She leaned down and quietly told me, "My asshole is sore this morning. You really drove a truck in there last night." 

"Quit your bitching," I laughed, and she smiled conspiratorially, and sat down in the love seat with her legs curled up under her. 

She looked squeaky clean, and even with no make-up was downright beautiful. I had left the back door to the yard open with the storm door closed. By it were two large windows that gave a good view into the house. I had left the vertical blinds partially cracked, so the sun was beginning to beam in. Janet sat in the partial sunlight, sipping her coffee. 

I heard the dogs on the porch, and got up and let them in. They ignored me and went straight to Janet. She sat her coffee down and rough-housed with them for a few minutes. I ignored them and kept recording. Janet went and got a refill, and asked what was for breakfast. 

"Got the munchies?" I asked. 

"You bet," she answered, "and I am going to need a big breakfast." 

I laughed and told her to give me a little time. She took her refill back to the living room, and I decided to see how Mandi was doing.

I walked into the bedroom and found Mandi turned toward the wall, curled up in a semi-fetal position. Since she didn't ordinarily sleep like that, I climbed onto the bed and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. I saw immediately that there were tears in her eyes. I got up and quietly shut the bedroom door and went back to her. 

"What's the matter, baby?" I asked. 

She tried to turn further away, but I gently pulled her back toward me. 

"Speak," I told her. 

She suddenly reached up and pulled me close, hugging me tightly and began to slowly weep. 

I held her for a few minutes and finally said, "So, are you going to talk to me?" 

She finally broke into a sobbing voice and blurted out, "Are you going to divorce me now?" 

I was incredulous for a moment, and finally asked, 'Why would I want to divorce you?" 

She sobbed some more and finally blurted out, "Because you think I'm queer." 

I was stunned, and for a moment was shocked, then had to stifle a laugh. 

"Baby," I cooed in her ear, "you are the sexiest woman I know. I would never think of leaving you." 

She once again hugged me tightly, sobbing, and asked, "Sexier than Janet?" 

"Sexier than Janet," I whispered. "Don't think for one minute that last night has changed my mind about that. As a matter of fact, I think you're even sexier than ever." 

She kept holding me tightly and gently continued to cry.

I pushed away from her a bit, took a corner of the sheet, wiped her face and told her, "Shush now. If you enjoyed yourself last night, that is what counts. Just remember, I had a good time too, and you were incredible. I can't believe you had me buried deep in your ass" 

She continued the death grip hug for another minute, and finally whispered, "Are you sure you don't think I'm a lezzie?" 

I chuckled in her ear, and said gently, "Asked and answered, dear." 

She hugged me again, and grabbed the sheet and wiped her eyes again, and said, "I bet I look like a mess." 

"You're just beautiful," I teased, and told her, "Janet is up already, and I have coffee on. If you will head on to the bathroom and get cleaned up, I will make breakfast. Now don't be too long, and don't worry about what to wear. Apparently we are having naked breakfast!" 

She smiled, punched at me half-heartedly, and said, "You pervert!" 

I laughed and said, "When the shoe fits...." 

I led her to the bathroom and headed back toward the living room. Janet was still curled up on the love seat, listening to the song that was recording. I took Mandi a cup of coffee, and on returning, I asked her if she would help me make breakfast. 

"I don't really cook," she answered. 

"No problem," I told her, "you can be the assistant." 

We went into the kitchen and made a hearty breakfast of country ham, scrambled eggs, toast, and fruit. As we were putting it on the table, Mandi came from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head, but nothing else. 

"I see you have complied with the dress code," I said, and we all laughed.

Over breakfast, the conversation turned to Janet. After her divorce, she decided that she didn't want to be involved in another relationship with a man, finding that she liked women better. But she still enjoyed sex with a man on rare occasions, mostly when she could find a couple like us who were amenable to sharing. 

She also didn't want a long term relationship with a woman, since, as she said, "If I get PMS bitchy the same time another woman gets PMS bitchy, one of us would end up dead!" 

We chuckled over this one, as we all ate heartily. Even Mandi had some munchies left over from the previous evening's smoke, and ate ravenously. As we were finishing, Janet took Mandi's hand and told her that she had thought about not coming over to visit with us until she learned that Mandi was my wife. 

"I just thought you were the most beautiful, sexy woman around here!" Janet told her. 

Mandi blushed, and thanked her, and Janet asked her if she was all right with what happened last night. 

Mandi looked over at me almost fearfully, but I interrupted and said, "The sexiest lady in these here parts is just fine today, aren't you baby?" 

Mandi blushed even deeper and gripped Janet's hand and told her quietly, "I'm glad you came over." 

Janet smiled, and we let the conversation drop. I told the girls we should get dressed, since our goofy neighbor Blaine might pop in any time. While he knew that we had a rule about being disturbed before noon on Sundays, he tended to push the time to around 11'ish. 

I grabbed my shorts as Mandi and Janet headed back through the house, and after dressing, I cleared the table. Mandi came back in a small tank top and cut off jeans, and told me to go back to recording and she would clean up the kitchen. Seconds later, Janet returned. She was wearing a semi-transparent white leotard that had a deep scooping neckline, and a leg line that came way up over the top of her hips, leaving much of her ass exposed. So much for modesty. She began to look through the CDs and pulled some for another mix she had in mind.

Almost on cue, Blaine popped in the door. 

"Hey, what you up to?" he asked, as his eyes began to adjust from being out in the sunlight behind the house. 

"Just recording some music," I answered back. 

He must have thought for a minute that Mandi was standing there, but when he actually took a close look, he saw Janet with the headphones on, moving to the music that was playing. His jaw dropped and he ogled her up and down. 

"Who-who-who is that?" he stammered. 

I looked at him, and told him quietly, "Put your tongue back in your mouth and act like you have some class, asshole, even if you have none at all." 

He tried unsuccessfully to not stare at Janet, and with the sunlight streaming through the window in the back door, it was patently obvious Janet had absolutely nothing on under the leotard. She glanced up, saw Blaine, smiled sweetly and continued to mess with the CDs. Blaine was aghast. 

"That's the...the...the....you know.....the," I interrupted him quickly and said, "The aerobics lady." 

"Yeah, the aerobics lady! What in the hell is she doing here?"

About that time, Mandi looked into the living room, and seeing the look on Blaine's face, told him, "Blaine, you better quit falling all over yourself before I have to call Molly to come get you and drag you home by your tongue!" 

Blaine shook his head, but failed to lose the stunned look on his face. Just then, Janet pulled the headphones off her ears and said, "Hi." 

Blaine just stood there with his mouth open. I heard Mandi laughing, and Blaine tried to talk but nothing came out. 

"Does he do this often?" Janet asked. 

I just laughed and said, "Put the phones back on. I'll let you know if he regains the ability to speak....assuming you could call what comes out of his mouth speaking!" 

She laughed and slid the headphones back over her ears, and I heard Mandi laughing from the kitchen. 

I picked up my beer after I got the next song started, grabbed Blaine by the arm and pulled him outside. 

"Dude, you have absolutely no cool whatsoever!" I snapped. 

He was looking at me with a strange look on his face, and finally said, "Damn, how you just sit there playing with music and stuff when she is standing right in front of you dressed like that?" 

I laughed and said, "Blaine, some of us have a little class, and a little restraint, and can also be a gentleman." 

Blaine looked askew at me, and then blurted out, "She spent the night didn't she? I saw that car over here yesterday, and it never left." 

"What's your point?" I asked. 

"But how...what...whaaaa!" Blaine choked out. "What is she doing here?" 

I smiled a tight, lip curling sneer, and told him in a low, conspiratorial voice, "She came over to have a raunchy, no holds barred threesome with Mandi and me." 

Blaine turned completely pale, then his face turned red, and he finally stammered angrily, "Quit the bullshit, man! What's up with the aerobics lady at your house? How the hell do you know her? C'mon man, what the fuck?" 

I laughed and sipped my beer, enjoying his discomfort, and quietly told him, "We are recording music for her to use in her aerobics classes so she doesn't have to change tapes during the routines. I am helping her get together a seamless routine from start to finish. Plus, I am assisting her in putting together different exercise routines for different audiences. Or did you forget I took the advanced PT trainers course?" 




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He looked back at me skeptically, but finally replied, "Okay. But is that what she wears around the house?" 

"If she wants," I replied. "Mandi and I are casual hosts." 

He was still trying to get his jaw to shut, but pressed on. "Doesn't Mandi get jealous or anything?" 

I chuckled and asked, "Did she look jealous to you?" 

Blaine just shook his head in disbelief, and finally said, "I better go back to the house before I get in trouble." 

"Good idea," I told him, "and try to get your jaw off the floor before you go in the house." 

He shot me a bird as he walked away, and I went back in the house laughing. Janet asked what was so funny, and I told her about Blaine's reaction. 

"I get that a lot around here," she said sweetly. 

"I bet you do," Mandi said as she moved up behind Janet, wrapping her arms around Janet's waist.

Janet reached back and stroked Mandi's face, and said, "Are you jealous?" 

Mandi smiled wryly, and said, "Maybe a little. But you don't have to be that pretty to get plenty of attention around here. I can't believe some of these asshole guys who walk in and expect you to swoon, fall down on the floor and scream Fuck Me Now!" 

Janet turned around, laughing and hugged Mandi, then as she backed away, replied, "Tell me about it. Men are pigs aren't they?" 

They both went into a laughing fit, but soon Mandi reached over and stroked my cock gently and said, "I still love you, baby." 

Janet reached over, pushed Mandi's hand away and as she stroked my cock, said, "You're one of the good guys." 

I thanked them both, and we decided to head for the PX and get some more CDs.

After shopping, we returned to the house, got the dogs, and took another walk in the woods. Mandi and Janet walked away from me a small distance as I was looking to see what one of the dogs was digging at beside the road. They were holding hands and talking very seriously, and I discretely left them alone. A couple of minutes later, they wrapped up in a long, deep kiss, and after breaking away, came walking toward me. 

We finished our walk, returned to the house, and Janet packed her things to leave. As she was packing, Blaine and Molly came over to the house. Molly took one look at Janet and shot a glance at Blaine that almost cut him in half. We said quick good-byes to Janet, and Mandi went out to see her off. After Mandi returned, Molly went into the kitchen to grill Mandi, while I got busy putting away my music equipment and getting everything back in order. We played a round of spades with Molly and Blaine, and they left early.

Mandi was strangely quiet as we got ready for bed. After we got in bed, she suddenly rolled on top of me and began kissing me deeply. 

She broke away for a second and said, "I love you." 

"I love you too," I answered back, and Mandi returned to kissing me. 

She began to roll around on me, pressing down into my crotch, moaning delightedly as I got hard. As soon as I was hard, she wasted no time in reaching down and slipping my cock inside her. She pressed down hard, hugging me tightly. She ground her crotch against me, urgently, quickly, and rocked around without really stroking up and down, until finally, she pushed up on her arms and began to pound up and down on my cock until she had a blistering orgasm. 

After she rocked through it, she jumped off me and struck her ass in the air, saying, "Fuck me from behind." 

I slipped my cock back into her doggy style and began to pound her pussy in earnest, getting that old familiar feeling building up in the process. Just before I started to cum, Mandi squealed quietly into the blanket, and I felt her pussy spasm again. That's when she shifted slightly and began to squeeze down on me with her vaginal muscles. That got me to the edge and I blasted a load into her pussy. 

We settled back down and she climbed up atop me again, kissing my face, finally kissing my lips, and said, "I'm not queer." 

"I never said you were," I whispered, and she replied, "I know. And I love you." 

She squeezed me tightly and whispered, "I invited Janet back. Is that okay with you?" 

I pondered this for a moment, and asked, "Do you plan on me joining in or do I just get to watch?" 

She laughed quietly, mused for a moment and finally replied, "Both."

True to her word, Janet returned for a nice evening of pleasure. I watched Mandi and Janet enjoy a long, sensuous session that in a way made me jealous but in a way helped me refine how a woman liked to be touched. Later, when they finally invited me to join in, I got Janet to lay on her back with her ass over the edge of the bed. 

I placed Mandi over her in a 69 and I fucked that tight little ass of Janet's again. We had a bunch of candles lit and I got a stunning view of my cock pistoning in and out of Janet's tight asshole as Mandi pinned Janet's legs way back and ate her pussy while spreading her ass cheeks wide open for me. I shot a load into Janet that night that a porn star would have been proud of. 

About the same time, Mandi's activities on Janet's clit had the girl moaning through another long series of small spasms that shook my cock. This seemed to set an example for our sessions. We got together for a few more sessions, including one really wonderful session outdoors by the river. It came to an unfortunate end when we left to return to Germany. Mandi never had a sexual session with another woman again.



A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 11



This is the last experience in this series, and I hope I saved one of the best for last. Mandi and I returned to Germany for another three years. I will continue bringing my nasty adventures to you that I enjoyed in Germany. Some were even crazier, wilder, and more intense than I ever experienced while I was "Lost in the Woods!"



Mandi and I met LaDonna and Gregory almost by accident. I barely knew Gregory by sight. He was a drill instructor in the unit next door to mine, and we occasionally were in training cycle together, but more often off cycle by a week. We were on cycle together when we finally got a late summer cycle break, and there was a bash for all three companies' permanent people. This was only about 13 per company, but we reserved a remote training area where we could raise hell, make noise, and threw a knock-down killer party. 

I was working 3 grills and a smoker, and was just about to move between them when something soft and huge bumped into my back. When I turned around it was a black girl, basically OK looking, but she had on a loose shirt and with another loose pullover under it. I though this was odd considering it was about 93 degrees that day. But another look revealed why. She had some absolutely monster tits that even strapped in a bra, shook about on their own. I smiled at her and got her something from the smoker. Later I was talking to some guys and found out she was Gregory's wife.

Mandi and I eventually introduced ourselves and after some small talk, found that they lived across the corner from us. Later in the party, LaDonna and I got into some dirty dancing, with LaDonna grinding her butt into my crotch. Mandi wasn't happy, but what the hell. LaDonna seemed nice enough.

Gregory was a rigid, spit and polish black guy who had made rank quickly and made it to drill instructor school very early in his career. He was about 5"10" with a slender but muscular build. He was probably in his mid-20s. LaDonna was about 5'5" and had a bit of jelly belly, and could afford to lose several pounds to look good. She was kinda plain looking, average features, except for those huge tits. They were so big they seemed to have a life of their own.

We got acquainted somewhat, more Mandi and LaDonna than Gregory and I. When LaDonna found out that Mandi had started doing two aerobics programs every morning, she asked to join her. This gave Mandi a morning workout partner. 

Mandi taped the shows while she did them, and we would do them together in the evening after she got home from work so she had twice a day workouts. LaDonna had Mandi go to the exchange with her and they got LaDonna some athletic clothes to work out in, something that would try to support those gigantic tits. I asked Mandi after the first trip what size LaDonna was. Mandi said 38EE, but that was small. It was as large a size as they made.

One morning after their workout, Mandi and LaDonna were talking over some wine, when LaDonna told her the "life story." Apparently LaDonna was the only child left of a family that had lost their father to prison and her mother and 3 siblings to a car wreck. She went to live with a 22 year old female cousin in the Detroit area around age 13. 

By age 15, she had developed breasts that most grown women would die for, and the attention and cruel teasing was more than her young psyche could handle. She dropped out of school. Her cousin decided that she needed to learn a profession, and talked her into turning tricks. She didn't have to walk the streets. Her cousin handled the arrangements. 

Her cousin taught her how to fake getting excited, and she would just lay back and let the johns flog away at her pussy until they got off. She always insisted on a condom. She knew one position....on her back. She never even took off her shirt. She was offered extra money but she was always ashamed of the side show sized breasts. She had trouble finding bras large enough to support the load. 

She ran into Gregory accidentally at a McDonald's when he visited the area with one of his buddies who lived in Detroit. They hit it off immediately. They swapped letters and phone calls even as she continued to turn tricks for her cousin, the female pimp. Right after she turned 17, Gregory asked her to marry him and travel around the military with him. 

While she wasn't head over heels in love, she really liked Gregory, and decided he was a way out of the life she was living. They got married about two months before her 18th birthday, and after he got quarters on the post, they moved in together and set up house. I was stunned and had no idea she was that young. 

Mandi really felt motherly toward her and took her under her wing. I didn't see her very often, since she was usually back at her house by the time I came in. I did get to observe her working out with Mandi one day when I was off work on a freebie day. Those tits bouncing around almost scared me, and it was hard for the three of us to do aerobics together.

I got home from work early one afternoon, knowing that Mandi would be working at her part time job, and found a note. She said that LaDonna needed my assistance putting together a birthday present for Gregory. I changed into some gym shorts and a t-shirt, grabbed a couple of beers and walked over to their house. 

LaDonna answered the door quickly, as though she was waiting for me. It turned out she was. Someone had helped her pick out some killer stereo equipment and a new TV, and she had bought a new shelf system for everything to sit on. I saw the boxes first, then noticed what she was wearing. The aerobics with Mandi had done wonders for her. 

She had lost the jelly belly, tightened up the legs, and just looked better. She was wearing a stretch sleeveless shirt with a deep split and I saw immediately she wasn't wearing a bra. Those giant tits were wiggling around like two hogs in a rooting contest. This was an interesting development since Mandi told me she never went braless. She was wearing some spandex shorts, and had gotten her hair cut and styled since the last time I saw her. She looked good, and from the neck down, looked delicious. She saw me give the once over and turned a circle a couple of times and asked me if I thought she was doing better now that she was getting regular exercise with Mandi. 

"You have made some major improvements," I complimented her. 

"Thank you," she purred, "Gregory hasn't seen my new hair yet, so it's a surprise." 

"He's a lucky man," I told her. "So where do you want to start?" I asked as I pointed to the boxes on the floor. 

"Let's get the shelf system first, and then I'll help you hook all this stuff up. Do you think Gregory will like it?" 

I chuckled and said, "I think he will shit his pants." 

With that we went to work. I completed the shelf system in about 20 minutes, and we carefully unpacked the equipment. The TV was huge but LaDonna turned out to be pretty strong and carried her end without a whimper. We took a break before running wiring, and she got me a beer. I noticed she had brought a glass of wine. 

"When did you start drinking wine?" I asked. 

"This is Mandi's fault," she laughed, and took a long drink. 

"Careful," I told her, "If you get fucked up I may have to take advantage of you!" 

She laughed a deep laugh and asked, "Do I really have to get fucked up first?" 

"Well, not really," I quickly replied, "but I am trying to be a gentleman here." 

"Well," she sighed, "you don't have to be." 

I took that as a good sign and decided to get the stereo equipment in working order as soon as possible. We ran the wiring, hooking up the TV first, and then the amp and receiver. After getting the speakers and everything else set up, I did a test run, and asked her to grab her favorite CD.

I popped the CD in and cranked up the volume. She had picked some funky R&B with a kicking bass beat, and as I sipped my beer she started dancing. I joined in and we suddenly picked up where we left off at the picnic, bumpin' and grindin' into each other. She would thrust her ass back toward me with a slam, making immediate contact with my crotch and then pull away, only to bounce her ass up and down against me. 

I swallowed the rest of my beer and while the next song was coming up, and went to the kitchen. She followed me and refilled her wine glass. She downed the glass in one long drink. After filling it again, she headed back to the living room and started dancing again. We bumped and banged a while until she backed up against me and I reached around and grabbed both those huge breasts. 

They were heavy and full, and I could feel a tiny nipple on each side stiffen. She ground her crotch back into me for a moment and spun around to face me, breaking my grip on her tits. 

"I have never done anything with a white guy," she blurted out with a wide eyed look on her face. 

"Why not?" I asked. 

"There weren't many white boys in my school and damn sure wasn't any where I lived with my cousin," she replied. 

"So what makes me so special for a white boy?" I asked. 

LaDonna went into a spiel, "Mandi and I have been talkin', and she said you guys do all kinds of strange sex things. Some of it sounded really weird, but I figure y'all are white folks. And I figure if she is that damn happy doing some of that stuff, maybe you could teach me some things that I can do with Gregory." 

Mandi's wine loosened lips may have just gotten me into something here.

I told her, "I would be glad to if I could be sure you would be so kind as to not mention this to Mandi, or especially Gregory." 

"Shit!" she exclaimed, "I'm no fool! My cousin taught me well that you don't never say nothin' about any shit you do to anyone else. That can get you killed." 

I chuckled, both at the thought and her atrocious grammar, and asked, "Then why did you tell Mandi about all those things you did that Gregory doesn't know about?"

"Oh, that was so she could talk straight to me. I wanted to know what she thought because I think she is really smart and I could learn a lot from her. And when she talked to my cousin on the phone, my cousin told me that was a woman I could trust and I was lucky to meet someone so nice. I just wanted Mandi to really know who I was so we could be straight with each other."

This was interesting, but I persisted. "Then if I help you learn some things, how do I know you won't be straight with Mandi about that too?"

"I don't want Mandi mad at me for nothin'!" she replied, "And I know better than that. She might go and put one of those Indian hexes on me!" (Just for the uninitiated, Mandi was part Cherokee Indian, enough so to be registered. It made her looks especially exotic.)

Now I was really amused, but told her, "OK. Was there something special you had in mind, or do you just want me to do whatever?" 

"I think I'll let you just ease into things kinda slow," she told me. 

"I can do that," I told her, and took her arm and turned her around so I could grab those breasts again. 

"Tell me the kind of things you already do," I said to her as I nuzzled her neck. 

"Oh, I just lay back and let Gregory have at my pussy. He always wears a rubber since we don't want kids yet. Sometimes I lay on my side and he lifts my leg and puts it in me from up on his knees. That feels good too," she rambled. "And feeling my tits like you are now is nice." 

While I appreciated the compliment, I was also curious. 

"Doesn't Gregory feel your tits like this, or any other way?" 

She looked over her shoulder at me and told me, "I don't ever take my bra off. I feel so dumb with these big ole things flopping around on me all the time, and they have been giving me shit for a long time. Gregory knows how I feel and he just lets me wear my bra or whatever." 

Now I was really curious. 

"So why are you braless today?" 

She had a good answer, "Mandi told me how good it feels to go without one and I shouldn't be ashamed of my body." 

"So let me guess, you really don't let your tits hang out in front of anyone including your husband?" I asked. 

"Well, no, except once when Gregory and I took a shower together." 

I was incredulous. "You don't run naked with your husband, or flop those big beautiful tits in his face?" 

She pulled away a bit and replied, "Nope, and you really think they're beautiful?" 

I was stunned but quickly replied, "Of course, and I would love to play with them, chew on them, get my face between them, just enjoy the sight of them!" 

She smiled innocently, and said, "I have never let anyone do that." 

Without hesitation I told her, "Well it's about time you did."

LaDonna eased out of my grip and turned to face me. 

"You better mean that," she told me, bottom lip all pushed out like a little girl pouting. 

Then, without hesitation, she began to lift her shirt. I watched with fascination as she eased the stretchy shirt over those monsters and saw them wobble and shake as she cleared the shirt over her head. Gigantic, pendulous, udderly huge, there was no description too great. No wonder she got a back ache during aerobics. 

They had to have been the biggest tits I had ever seen in porn pics, books or otherwise. And she had these huge areola with tiny, rock hard nipples. I was impressed and awestruck. 

I gently reached out and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to me, crushing those babies to my chest. I backed up enough to yank my shirt over my head and then quickly pulled back close to me. I reached a bit lower, grabbing her ass cheeks and drew her into to where I was facing her but didn't try to kiss her. She had her eyes half closed, and leaned her head back a bit. 

After a moment she looked back at me and said, "This does feel good with my tits up against you." 

"Glad you like it," I replied. 

About that time some slower music started to play, and we began to sway and move with the music, with LaDonna rubbing her tits around my chest. I danced with her for a few minutes and then eased my hands into the top of her spandex shorts. 

"Time to get out of these," I said as I slowly tugged them over her hips. 

She stepped back and took over, quickly dropping the pants onto the floor. 

I reached out and grabbed her hands, pushed her back and said, "Let me enjoy the view." 

I could have sworn she blushed for a moment, and told me, "Are you really sure you want to see this?" 

"I wouldn't miss this for the world," I replied. 

She had thick, wiry pubic hair that came up high on her belly. I asked her to turn around, and she made a slow circle so I could get a good look at her ass. It was well rounded, not quite a black girl bubble butt, but showed the results of the past exercises. I had gotten about half hard but seeing that beautiful, shiny dark brown butt just sent a shock wave through my cock, and I stiffened to full capacity. LaDonna noticed this quite quickly. 

"So are you going to take your shorts off now?" she asked. 

"Sure," was my retort, and I quickly dropped my shorts. 

She leaned over for a second or too, seemingly examining my cock, and after backing away said, "I thought white boys had little ones!" 

I had to laugh, "Who told you that?" 

She grinned sheepishly and said, "My cousin. She told me white boys had little ones, so if I wanted to have fun, I should always do a black guy. But you're bigger than Gregory!" 

I found this bit of information interesting, flattering, but not so much that it really mattered.

I pulled her to me and rubbed my cock between her legs, finding a bit of dampness creeping though the hair. She rubbed against me for a few seconds, and pulled away. She looked at me with an odd look, and I wasn't sure what it was, but she slowly dropped down to the floor, pulling me with her. 

She laid back on the carpet, those big tits flopping on either side of her chest, and spread her legs. I had a good view of her pussy, and noticed the large, puffy lips. I went down on my knees and then slid my body down to crotch level and went for her pussy with my mouth. 

She gasped and sat up. "What are you doing?" she cried. 

"I was going to get a nice taste of you," I answered quickly, "What is the problem?" 

"Is this one of those things that you are supposed to teach me?" she asked. 

"Of course, didn't Mandi tell you about this?" I inquired. 

"She said something about pussy eating but I didn't know that would be the first thing you do!" she told me. 

"Just remember what you're here to do," I said, "and that is learn. Now lay back on the floor, relax, and let me take care of things!" 

She seemed skeptical at best, and dubious at worst, but slowly laid back on the floor while keeping a close eye on me.

I started on her pussy with slow licks with the end of my tongue, carefully probing into her pussy lips. She had no reaction at all, so I got a little more serious about getting the tongue in toward that pussy and slowly stroked up and down, almost touching her asshole and then running slowly and steadily until I brushed her clit at the top. Her thick hair tickled my nose and made the going tough, but I persisted. 

After a couple of minutes of this, she seemed to loosen up a bit and relax, and this gave me the opportunity to concentrate on her clit. I slowly worked her clit with the tip of my tongue and noticed that it just kept growing. She moved almost imperceptibly, with a slight roll of her hips. I continued to coax her clit until I was able to get it out of its sheath. It was really big. Like the tip of my little finger. 'Big tits, big clit,' I thought to myself. 

LaDonna was starting to get a move going, circling her hips slowly with the motion of my tongue. Once her clit was out and ready, I sucked it between my lips and pushed it back out with my tongue, slowly and carefully and firmly. This elicited a guttural moan. She was flat on her back with her legs slightly bent, arms flat at her sides. 

I reached under her hips and lifted ever so slightly, grabbing a handful of butt cheek, and began to work her clit with the in and out motion, sucking it between my lips and immediately pushing it back out with my tongue. LaDonna barely moved, and her eyes appeared glued shut. It was a bit difficult to tell if I was working on a good thing since her tits partially obscured my view of her face. But I went to work in earnest and felt her clit grow even larger. 

I had this sudden panic of sucking a cock for a second, and then laughed quietly to myself and kept working her clit. She moaned again, and without so much as a twitch, suddenly exploded off the floor, almost wrenching my neck. I stayed locked onto her clit and held her hips down as best as I could, and she bounced violently a couple of more times and finally, again without warning, let out a shriek that would have hurt my ears had I not had them partially covered by her thighs. She had a couple of more spasms, and then almost jumped away from me.

She laid there on her back, gasping for a second or two, and then propped up on her elbow. 

"Goddamn, what the fuck was that?" she asked. 

I was perplexed, "What are you talking about?" 

She looked at me with a severe, almost pissed off look and said, "Just what the fuck was that?" 

I wasn't sure what she wanted to know. All I knew was that she had a killer orgasm and she was asking me dumb questions. 

"Damn. What the hell happened to me?" she asked petulantly. 

That's when it dawned on me, the ORGASM. 

"I'm gonna guess you have never had an orgasm," I said quietly. 

She was laid back on the floor, and opened her eyes for a second and said, "Damn, so that's an orgasm! Oh shit......I just cum for the first time!" 

I couldn't help myself, and my cock, already about to burst, sprang up even harder with pride. She had her first orgasm. I was proud, considering that she had let about 200 men fuck her for money, and she had been married to Gregory for over a year. That's when I noticed the time and realized that Mandi would be home soon and I didn't have the time for any more fooling around, even though I really wanted to fuck her senseless. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 11



I relaxed, letting my cock fade a bit, and grabbed my shorts and stood up and slipped them on. I grabbed my shirt while enjoying the look of those big, monster tits, lolling around on her chest, as she slowly sat up and reached for her shorts. 

"Aren't you going to put it in my pussy?" she asked plaintively. 

"Next time," I told her. "Call this the first lesson. Now I have to grab some boxes and head out before Mandi gets home. She will need to see some trash down at the curb and me at the house. And besides, I need to wash my face to get your pussy juice off it." 

She laughed, and told me, "You better. I bet Mandi can smell black pussy from a mile away!" 

We enjoyed a laugh, and I headed out the door. 

Before I left, I asked her, "Gregory isn't due back until day after tomorrow. Mandi has to work. Do you want lesson 2 tomorrow?" 

She smiled sweetly and replied, "Oh hell yes. I can't wait to see what happens next." 

And then, in a moment of afterthought, asked her if she had ever thought of trimming or even shaving her pubic hair. 

She looked at me strangely for a second and said, "Wow. Gregory had asked me about that just before he left to go to the field. He said I would look great like that." 

"Gregory is a wise man," I told her, "so let's see if we can't get you a nice trim. If you want to shave completely, leave that to him. You can surprise him for his birthday." 

LaDonna looked at me with an impish grin and said, "See you tomorrow, and bring your scissors!"

Next day I beat feet home from work. Fortunately my unit's the training that day was way out in the boonies so I took advantage of no one being in the office got away very early in the afternoon. I hit the house running and changed into some loose athletic shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt. I tucked my barbering tools into a kit bag, but the phone rang before I could get out the door. It was LaDonna. 

"Are you still coming over today?" she asked sweetly. 

"Right now," I replied. 

"Great. See you in a minute." 

She hung up and I made tracks over to her house. She met me at the door, having watched me from the living room window. She was wearing a long robe, and from what I could see, nothing under it. 

I asked if she was ready for a haircut, and she dubiously told me, "I guess so." 

I had her lay down on the couch and I went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I spread her robe open and found I was correct, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. I lifted her hips and laid the towel on the couch and pulled out my beard trimmer, and set the depth at next to the shortest level. 

"What is that thing," she asked. 

I explained that it was a trimmer with adjustable depth for close, delicate work. 

"Just don't cut me," she said. 

I chuckled and, noticing a wine glass on the coffee table, handed it to her and told her to have a sip and relax. I turned on the trimmer and proceeded to trim all her pubic hair down to a manageable level and even cleaned up some hair at the top of her legs in her crotch. 

I delicately trimmed around her pussy lips, and she giggled a couple of times, telling me, "That tickles!" 

After I finished with the trimmer, I got some thick lotion out and proceeded to spread some around the top of her pubes. Now she was curious. 

"What are you doing now?" she queried. 

"I am going to shave a nice clean shape around the top and give you a neat, trimmed look." 

She looked down curiously, and watched as I carefully shaved her pubes until she had a small patch left. Her skin where I had shaved was smooth as silk and shined from the lotion. I had her get up, and led her to the bedroom where she had a large mirror. I went around behind her and held her robe open so she could get a good look. 

"Wow," she exclaimed, "That looks nice." 

"I think so too," I replied, "Good enough to eat!" 

I nudged my crotch against her butt. 

She reached behind me and fondled my cock for a minute and then suddenly asked, "Will you do that tongue stuff you did yesterday for me?" 

"With such a pretty pussy you got now, how could I resist," I told her. 

She giggled and I decided since we were already in the bedroom, I would just take advantage. I pulled her over to the bed, slipped the robe off her, turned her around and pushed her gently onto the bed. I pulled her legs so that her butt was at the edge of the bed, and I knelt in the floor, propping her legs over my shoulders. She was already a little wet from my sartorial efforts around her pussy, so I went up and down a couple of stokes before zeroing in on her clit. 

She sighed as soon as my tongue bumped it, and I went to work in earnest. She must have been horny, and waiting for some good pussy eating, because she didn't last but about two minutes before she was writhing around on the bed and crashed through a killer orgasm. 

I backed away for a few seconds, letting her rest, and then began to stroke up and down her pussy with my tongue, not quite hitting her clit. I lifted her legs back and exposed her butt hole to my tongue, slipping down and stabbing her anus and then slipping back to her pussy. She didn't say anything, but just laid back and made little sighs. I worked up and down from her butt hole to her clit a few more times, and then went back to the clit action. 

I gave her a few seconds to get back into it and started probing her pussy with one finger, and then slowly, two. She squirmed around for a few seconds and pushed her crotch down hard on my fingers. After a few minutes, I could feel the tension as she neared a second orgasm, and I slid a finger into her anus, slowly but firmly and started stroking her pussy and butt hole while I worked her clit. She took off into orgasm land with a bang, lurching around and finally screaming.

I could see her face in between those big tits and she was half smiling, half frowning. I was really hard, and as I stood up, I slipped my shorts off. I held onto her legs, pushing them back until her knees bumped into her boobs. 

Her pussy was dripping juice, and I slipped in without any trouble. I began a long, slow stroke, and she finally opened her eyes and almost looked surprised to see me fucking her. She dropped her arms to her side and just rode with the movement. She closed her eyes again, and I began to pick up the tempo, until I began to make popping noises as my lower stomach slapped against her pussy. 

She kept a half-smile on her face, and after a few minutes, I reached down and began to stroke her clit with my thumb. She finally began to squirm and I timed the thumb with my cock strokes and after another minute or so, she rocked into another orgasm, gripping my cock tightly with each spasm. I couldn't resist anymore and let go with my own blast of cum. She rode through the orgasm and I stopped mauling her clit, finally slowly to a stop, and held still as I softened until I finally slipped out.

My cock was slimy wet with pussy juice and cum, and I had to drop the head into my hand to keep from dripping on the carpet. She was starting to drip juice as well, so I rolled her onto her side and headed for the bathroom to clean up. While I was washing my cock, she came in and smiled at me, and then wrapped her arms around me from behind, giving me a rib crushing squeeze. 

I handed her the washcloth and she wiped her pussy. 

"What was the squeeze for?" I asked her. 

"I just feel real good," she replied, and stated, "You're a good fuck." 

"Thanks," I told her, "And you will be too after some more lessons." 

Her retort was simple, "I can't wait." 

She slipped her robe back on and I grabbed my shorts and went back to the living room and grabbed a beer. 

LaDonna looked at me curiously and asked, "I won't get pregnant, will I? I know Mandi told me you didn't make babies."

I brushed her concern away with a brief reply, "No, I don't make babies so don't worry about it again."

She seemed satisfied, and took a seat at the end of the couch, curling her legs under her.

"How do you know all this stuff?" she asked me finally. 

"Oh, reading, experimentation, that sort of thing. Plus, Mandi keeps me pretty busy sometimes as well. She has special things she likes to do. By the way, what will you tell Gregory about the barbering?" 

She thought for a minute and said, "Maybe I can tell him that it was Mandi's idea, and I thought it would be a special surprise for his birthday." 

"Sounds perfect. Now are you going to get rid of the bra when you guys fuck?" I asked. 

"Yeah," she replied, "that should fuck with his head." 

She laughed at the thought and I came up something else. 

"If he gets curious, I have a small book of compiled letters to a men's magazine about different things people have written in that they have done. Keep that handy if he gets suspicious, and tell him Mandi loaned it to you." 

She liked the idea, so I ran over to my house, got the magazine, and brought it back. 

"Call me when you're ready for the next lesson," I told her. 

"Bet your ass," she told me as I left.

Gregory loved the new TV and stereo equipment, thanked me for hooking everything up (I had to teach him how to use it) and we drank a couple of beers. I talked to LaDonna about a week later, and she told me Gregory also loved the trim, and wanted to shave her completely real soon. She also said that when they went to bed after he got back from the field, she left her bra off and he apparently got so excited playing with those huge tits he shot his wad in about a minute. 

She found that really exciting, although she had yet to teach him how to handle her clit. We got together occasionally, and I taught her new positions (she decided she really liked doggy style), and taught her how to suck a cock. She had never done oral on anyone before and it took her a few tries before she finally learned how to handle it deep into her throat. 

She couldn't take it all, but eventually she got real close. The first time she sucked Gregory's cock he did a reprise of his quick lift off. Afterward he was really curious until she showed him one of the letters in the book, and told him that Mandi had suggested she learn on a banana. He was impressed that she went to such trouble for him. 

She finally got around to teaching Gregory how to eat her pussy the right way, but he never quite seemed to get the hang of the technique I used, even though I taught her what to tell him. But she did get him to start handling her clit while they fucked and when she started having orgasms with him, he thought he was really a stud. 

She let him tit fuck her once (from a story in the book), and he was thrilled with that as well, and sometimes she would crawl over top him and drag her tits on his dick until he got super hard. The hardest thing to do was teach her how to masturbate. She had some phobia she learned from her cousin, and it took some persuasion to get her to try it alone. It was much worse to get her to let me watch. 

I masturbated for her, and while she found it curious, she really didn't get much of a turn on from it. But after a couple of tries, she finally got to where she would masturbate to orgasm alone, and then had a major breakthrough when she finally let me watch her, and I joined in, masturbating along with her. She had a pretty good orgasm during that session. 

When she finally got around to masturbating for Gregory, he was thrilled and she gave him head while she masturbated. He blew a load the first time in about 30 seconds. I got her to use some sex toys for fun too, and she made Gregory go to a sex shop and buy some things for her to go along with another story in the book.

I saved what was for me, the best until last. I taught her about anal sex. She would let me put a couple of fingers in her anus when I ate her, but I had never broached the subject. Having examined her very closely back there, and having enjoyed the view when we did it doggy style, I didn't think she would have much of a problem trying it. 

She had a rather large, puffy ring around her hole that would sometimes get puffier when we did it doggy style. But she didn't have any problems from the slight swelling that I noticed. Occasionally, when I would pound her pussy doggy style, I enjoyed gripping her tight butt cheeks with both hands and spread her ass open really far. This would create a slight dilation of her anus, giving me a lusty target.

I called her when I knew that Gregory was in the portion of his training cycle where he would be in the field for three days, and asked her if she had time to get together. I told her I still had a couple of more tricks up my sleeve she should learn. She thought she was getting pretty good at sex, but this intrigued her, especially since I wouldn't tell her what I had in mind. 

She called me when she saw me go in the house, and said she would leave the front door open for me, and to come on in. She would be in her bedroom. When I arrived, she was on the bed, naked, slowly masturbating. The sight had me stiffening quickly, especially since she now stayed completely shaved. 

"Would you like for me to take over?" I asked quietly. 

"You gonna use your tongue?" she asked back. I smiled and lolled my tongue around, grabbed her ankles and slid her to the edge of the bed. She seemed to like being eaten like that better than any other position. I dived in with relish, knowing that I didn't need to get her clit warmed up. She was ready for me too, and for the first time, grabbed my head and held on. 

I worked her clit for a while until I knew she was getting close to an orgasm, and then slowed down and started working my fingers into her pussy, then ass. I ended up with two fingers in her pussy and two fingers in her ass. I went back to working her clit harder and reached up and pinched a nipple. 

She went off like a rocket. From the looks of the empty wine glass, she had just enough wine to get very relaxed before I got there. She rocked through the orgasm, and instead of backing off, I stayed on her clit some more, watching her squirm and then get a couple of more small bursts. After one last shake and wiggle, I moved my mouth away but left my fingers in her. 

She looked down at me with a contented smile and said, "Damn, boy, you are too fuckin' good at that!" 

I laughed and continued to move my fingers gently in and out of her pussy and ass. 

"So what new thing do you have in mind for today?" she asked. 

I kept moving my hand in and out as she moved her hips with me, and quietly said, "We're going to do anal today." 

She jumped a bit, but not enough to remove my fingers, and said, "You gonna put that thing up my butt?" 

"Yes I am, and you will end up enjoying it," I replied. 

"I don't know about that," she said with a frown. 

"Well," I said, "do my fingers hurt you?" 

She thought about it for a minute as I steadily stroked in and out of her pussy and ass, and finally sighed and said, "It feels pretty good." 

"OK then," I said, "I don't think I have steered you wrong yet, and if you relax and trust me, you can really blow Gregory's mind. Besides, if Gregory shoots his load in your butt, you can't get pregnant" 

"OK," she said skeptically, "I trust you. What do I do now?" 

I smiled and told her, "Just follow my directions and I will be slow and gentle. If it hurts, I will stop, but you have to remember that there may be a little hurt at first until you get used to it. Your butt hole is a muscle, and it needs some training. So try to relax, and you'll learn this can be fun too." 

She told me to stop for a minute, and she went and refilled her glass with wine, drank it down, and got another refill. 

"I think I need to be a little drunk for this," she explained. 

"No problem," I replied.

I positioned her back on the bed like I was going to eat her, and pushed her legs back. I began to probe her little pucker with my tongue, forcing it into her anus. 

After a minute or so, she said, "That feels good." 

"Just relax," I told her, "and enjoy it." 

I kept up the tongue work until she started to moan a bit. I pulled my tongue away, and she sighed. I stood up, still wearing my shorts, and got a tube of sex lubricant from my pocket. 

"You'll get some more back there in a minute." 

I squeezed out a bit of lube as she watched me curiously. I rubbed the lube around her butt hole and slowly eased a finger back in. After a few strokes I added a second finger. I probed all the way into her ass and began to lightly stoke her clit. She responded with a sigh and closed her eyes. I kept this up for a few minutes and pretty soon she was getting close to an orgasm. 

I slowed and then stopped rubbing her clit, and she opened her eyes, looking at me with disappointment. I lifted a finger to my lips and gave her a "shhhh" and slipped my shorts down and off with one hand while I continued probing her little butt hole with my fingers. 

When my cock popped clear, she smiled. I lubed my cock liberally and removed the fingers from her ass. I went back to stroking her clit in earnest as I placed the tip of my cock against her butt hole. She groaned as I slowly pressed in, but she didn't stop me. Once the head of my cock had popped past her anal ring, I stopped pushing but continued to work her clit. 

"It hurts a little bit," she said. 

I told her to relax and concentrate on my fingers. I eased a little more cock in, slowly pushing in until I reached her inner ring. I eased back out some and pushed in again, bumping ever so slowly into that inner ring. Finally I eased back in a little deeper, feeling her open up, and with just a slight pressure, I eased my cock all the way to balls deep. I didn't realize that she had held her breath for a few seconds until I heard her sigh. 

"Wow," she said, "I feel so full." 

Then she suddenly looked at me with a bit of panic on her face and said, "I think you better stop. I have to go to the bathroom." 

I chuckled and kept my cock deep in her ass. 

"That feeling is natural," I explained, "just relax like you would if you were going to go. It will go away after a minute." 

I felt her grip my cock with her asshole like she was trying to prevent a big turd from creeping out, and then after a couple of seconds, she relaxed. She went back to concentrating on my thumb on her clit. 

"This feels so strange," she told me. 

"Is it that bad?" I asked. 

"Not really," she answered, "it just feels strange, like nothing I have felt before." 

I smiled at her, knees pushed back into the monsters, slick pussy glistening in the light, and my cock buried up her ass. The contrast of my white cock sinking slowly into her dark hole was exciting me to the point of orgasm already. I slowly pulled out and then eased back in, moving about an inch of cock. Once again I began bumping gently against her butt, withdrawing just a bit, and easing back in until I was completely engulfed in her ass. 

She looked for a minute like she was going to cum from my thumb action on her clit, so I backed that off too. I started adding a little more length to my stroke, and gradually began to pull all the way out to my cock head and then slowly push back in. She groaned again, then moaned a bit, and opened her eyes for a second to look at me with a half smile and went back to concentrating on what she was feeling. 

When I felt her relax her ass to the point where I could slip in and out with ease, I began to build on my tempo, keeping up the long stroke in and out and getting faster and faster until finally, I was pounding her asshole like I would pound her pussy. She started moaning again, low at first, and then louder. I really laid into her clit, mauling it like there was no tomorrow, and she started wailing. With seconds I could feel her build toward an orgasm and then she exploded, rocking her ass around and gasping and spitting. 




A Dirty Dog Doggin' Around Ch. 11



"Oh goddamn!" she cried. "Fuck......goddamn!" 

I pounded her butt hole as hard as I could now, and felt my own orgasm approach. I stopped rubbing her clit and grabbed both ass cheeks and lifted her slightly, giving me even deeper penetration. She grabbed my arms and held on tight as I finally blew a load deep into her anal cavity. As I began to relax and lose my hard on, she made a sudden jerk and my cock popped out of her ass and all the air that had been in there was expelled with one loud farting noise. It blew light brown lube and cum mix all over my crotch and thighs. She jumped off the bed and ran for the bathroom.

Now normally, she was really shy about sitting on the pot. I had already broached that subject with her one time when I asked her to piss for me. But this time, she didn't act like she cared, and sat there with her legs open as I watched cum and lube leak from her ass, assisted by another fart. 

"Oh God, I know you think I am so damn nasty now," she said. 

"Not at all," I assured her, "you get some air pushed up in there and the lubricant and cum mix together to make you feel like you really need to go." 

She looked at me for a second before crying, "Get out of here, dammit." 

I heard her push another dribble into the pot, and then the sound of toilet paper and a flush. She came out of the bathroom and wouldn't look at me. 

"What's the matter?" I asked. 

She grabbed her wine and downed the last of it. 

"I never have done that around a guy," she said. 

"What," I asked, "pass some gas? In this case it's really alright since I am the one who put it in you." 

She didn't seem too resigned about it but after I refilled her wine and got me a beer, she seemed to chill a little. 

I finally asked, "So how did you like it?" 

She glowered at me for a minute, and then broke into a low chuckle. 

"At first I didn't think I could do it," she said, "but then it started to feel good, and when you lifted my ass up I thought I was going to have a cum without you doing my button. I never felt like that before." 

I laughed, and told her, "Just rest then, and we will do it again soon, and I promise this time I won't dump as much cum in there as I just did." 

"Thanks for nothing, asshole," she told me with a smile. 

After a short rest, giving me time to recover, I ate her pussy again, and then had her get into a doggy style position while I fucked her ass, and got her to grab her ass cheeks and spread them for me. Then I had her lay flat on her stomach while I banged away at her ass. Then I had her climb on top facing away from me and ride my cock with her ass. 

As she did that, I got her to rub her clit at the same time and she got another orgasm in the process. Finally I got her back on her knees, had her grab that luscious brown butt and spread it open for me again, and pounded that butt hole until I blew another load. This time she didn't blast all over me, but I didn't tell her that she had a turd drop in there and when I pulled my cock out, the head was pretty well covered in shit. 

I left her laying face down on the bed and cleaned my cock in the bathroom. As I was finishing, she came in. 

"I gotta pee," she told me. 

"Knock yourself out," I answered. 

"I mean leave, asshole!" she shouted. 

"No, asshole," I snapped back, "just go ahead and piss." 

She looked at me, and finally said, "You're not leaving are you?" 

"No, now go on and piss," I said. 

She frowned at me, and watched as I finished cleaning my cock. She hadn't seen my cock earlier because I had wiped it off quickly with toilet paper and flushed it. As she sat there looking at me, I straddled her legs, gently put my hand behind her head and eased my cock to her mouth. She took it, and started to suck. After a few seconds I heard the first dribble of piss in the bowl, and then a steady stream. 

I was beginning to get hard when she took my cock out and said, "You are one, nasty ass white boy." 

I laughed and asked, "And don't you just love it?" 

She laughed and said I was turning her into a real slut. I replied that once a slut, always a slut. She laughed and grabbed my cock and threatened to pull it off. We played for a few minutes and went back to the living room, both of us still naked.

I marveled at how easily she would go naked now, letting the monsters swing around freely. She had also gotten away from wearing the big, loose shirts as much, after getting comfortable with her body. 

We sat on the couch facing each other, she with her wine, me with a beer, and she asked, "How I am supposed to get Gregory to put his Johnson up my butt? He has never mentioned it and never seemed to even want to mess with it." 

"Hmmm," I mused, "you must have decided you like that." 

She sighed, and finally smiled and said, "As crazy as I thought you were, I really ended up liking it. Now, what about Gregory?" 

I asked her where the book was, and turned to a letter near the end where a couple engaged in their first anal sex. I told her to leave the magazine turned to that story beside the bed one evening, and if he asked, tell him that she had just been looking for something new sexually to do and was reading this great story. I figured once he read the story, he would either want to try or be completely against it. 

I actually hoped he would be too uptight to try it, which would keep me fucking that black ass for a while. Unfortunately for me, it didn't work out. LaDonna told me later that Gregory had read the story and got so hot he wanted to try it immediately. She played like she wasn't sure if she could, so he was really gentle and such, and she was careful not to let him notice that she was mauling her clit after she got on her knees to let him pound her asshole, and she had a great orgasm with him.

Unfortunately, Gregory was due to finish his drill instructor assignment soon. He had gotten promoted and had already gotten orders to head to Washington, D.C. I got to spend a long afternoon with LaDonna before they left, and we went around the world twice, and did about everything we could feasibly do to each other. 

I fucked her mouth, her pussy, her ass, between the monsters, ate her pussy, did a 69 for a while, we did every position we could think of trying, in every room in the house. I fucked her ass while she buried a big vibrator in her pussy. She drank wine until she was ready to pop, and I ate her pussy in the shower until she finally got a cum and started pissing simultaneously. I let her blast it all over my chest and lower body. 

But in all the time I had known her, she never kissed me. This time, before I left, she kissed me, just a quick peck at first, then a long, deep, soul kiss. She ground her crotch against me as we kissed, and I was hard again within seconds. 

She pulled away and patted my cock, and said, "Get out of here. I will always remember all the things you did for me. Gregory has no idea how much I learned from you that has made things with him so much better." 

I smiled and wistfully left. Shortly after, they moved away and I never saw her again.