8 comments/ 56980 views/ 19 favorites Walking the Dogs Ch. 01 By: DiamondGirlxx "OK, let's go then", I said to my dog, Max. He was sat there right in front of me gazing at me with his big brown intelligent eyes, willing me to look his way, telling me it was time for his walk. As I spoke, he bounced up and ran to the door, his tail almost wagging his backside off. He rushed back to me and then back to the door whining in his excitement. "Come here Max!" I said as I grabbed his collar and lead from the side. He came to me quickly and stood still briefly, long enough for me to snap his collar together before he rushed off to the door again. I finished tying my boots, put my phone and cigs in my pocket, grabbed my keys and opened the door. Max bounded out waiting for the gate to be opened getting ready to rush out. "In the car!", I said before he started up the street. I let him onto the back seat of the car and went round to the driver's door and stepped in, to be greeted by Max's face level with mine, very pleased with himself for getting onto the passenger seat. "Where are we going to go then?" I asked him while trying to decide. I started the car, and we were off. I would normally have taken him to the beach as it was his favourite place, but it was windy and I didn't fancy getting driving sand in my face. "Let's go to the nature park shall we?" I asked him. He bounded into the back and then back into the front again showing his excitement at recognising the words. It was a quick ten minute drive up the road and I parked in the usual spot, at the bottom of a slow gradient hill that was once a slag heap from the coal mine that used to occupy the ground. It had been transformed into the nature reserve when the mining industry had been closed down, making the phrase 'Bringing coals to Newcastle' redundant as coal was actually being brought to Newcastle from abroad. I let the dog out and he shot off, tearing around the long grass in his excitement. He did what he needed to do before getting down to the serious business of sniffing. As I walked slowly up the hill, enjoying the fresh air and sunshine, I remembered a similar day 12 years ago when I first moved up to the area. It was a beautiful autumn day; fresh but not cold, with the autumn colours of red, gold and brown being lit by the sinking yellow light of the sun that made them stand out against the blue sky. I was lonely then, having just split up with my first love. We knew that it wouldn't work out between us as neither of us wanted a long distant relationship and we both knew that it was time for me to move on. My heart was broken but I knew that the university degree course I was enrolled on was the right one for me, especially as I'd had to fight so hard to get it. As I was walking, I wished I had brought my camera with me. It was one of those things that I had let get away from me since becoming a professional. As I spent all day, every day with a camera in my hand, I often forgot to use it for my own enjoyment. I loved my job, and didn't want to do anything else, but it was easy to forget the passion and enthusiasm that came from just creating the pictures that I wanted, not what some client or picture editor wanted. I turned around to see what Max was doing and shouted for him. He looked up at me, had one last sniff where he was stood and came charging towards me. I walked on, listening as the thuds of his paws sounding like mini horse hooves came towards me and then rushed past me. I smiled at him. You would never believe that he was five, he acted more like a puppy, but he was good for me. I loved his characteristics and his little funny traits and he kept my heart happy. As I reached the top of the hill I stopped and looked at the spectacular views. The hills of the Cheviots stretched away in the north and I could just about see the North Sea with the white topped waves in the east. In the corner of my eye a movement attracted my attention. At the same time Max noticed as well. His ears pricked up and his tail went up, just watching. As we watched, I saw a big Dalmatian appear from behind a hedge making short work of hauling the woman on the other end of the lead behind him. As the Dalmatian saw Max he lunged away from his poor hapless owner and rushed up to us. I knew Max would be OK with this dog – Dalmatians were his favourite friends, and I scrambled down the bank to where the woman lay on her front. As I got there I could hear her grumbling to herself, "Bloody dog, always does what he wants". "Are you OK?" I asked as I kneeled down beside her. "Yes, I guess so", she said as she started to pull herself up to her knees. She examined her hands and her clothes, "Nothing broken or bleeding except my pride, although I'm not sure about these grass stains on my shirt". "I wouldn't worry about that", I said, "just be glad you didn't land in a little land-mine that our friends leave and their owners don't pick up!" She chucked, "True!" She looked up at me. I was finally able to see her face properly. She had an almond shape face, with short dark hair styled so it flicked around her face, softening it and the most beautiful dark eyes I had ever seen. She licked her full lips and before saying, "Where's my dog?" "Oh, he's up there with mine", I smiled as I looked at her. She looked around and could see that Max and her dog were getting on just fine. "Oh, good", she said as she picked herself up off the floor. "Hi, I'm Hannah", she introduced herself holding out her hand. "Jess", I said, taking her hand. "They look like they're enjoying themselves", she said nodding towards our dogs. They were playing now, running around and chasing each other before turning and crashing into each other, chest on chest. "Yea, Max loves Dalmatians", I said as I watched them. "Good, I hope it'll tire Tyson out. He takes a lot of exercise and it's difficult with him being so big!" "Max is like that", I smiled, "Hopefully they'll tire each other out! Do you want to go and sit down?" I asked, pointing to a seat at the top of the hill, where I had come from. "Yes please, I need a bit of a breather". We clambered up the bank and sat down on the bench. I took out my cigarettes and offered her one. "Thanks", she said, taking it out of the packet with her long slim fingers and short cut, but manicured nails. I lit my cigarette before offering her a light. She cupped her hands round mine to prevent the flame going out in the wind, holding on a fraction too long. As she inhaled she said, "That's better! I've been trying to quit on and off for a few months but there's nothing like a good smoke after being knocked off my feet by a loony dog!" I laughed and said, "True, although I've only ever been knocked off my feet by Max once so I haven't got much experience with that!" "Oh, it happens quite frequently with me!" she laughed. I could see she was studying me quite openly. Much as I had taken in the rest of her as she walked up the bank; her curvy tight backside in her low cut jeans, and her well proportioned breasts hidden in her fitted and now grass-stained shirt. "I can see why it takes quite a bit to pull you over", she said. "Do you work out?" "Sometimes. I tend to keep fit more by playing sport – tennis, cycling and walking the dog of course, and also my job is fairly active. I tend to get bored in the gym and much prefer being outside." I had always been an active sort of person. Never sitting still as a kid and always finding something to do outside rather than sitting inside watching TV. I had been fortunate that my parents had encouraged me taking up sport and I'd always had a natural ability to turn my hand to anything. I'd put on a few pounds since leaving school, but I always looked athletic and fit, although generously curvy. "What made you get a dog like Tyson then?" I asked. "Well, a partner of mine had one and I love him to bits, but he was never my dog, you know? When we split up, I missed the dog more than I did my ex! So I got one of my own. I never expected him to grow so big – his mother was just a small petite dog, but I never saw the father. I guess that's where the genes come from. I love him to bits though even if he walks me through the neighbourhood on my knees most of the time!" "Have you tried a harness on him?" I asked. "It's just I had a harness for Max for a while when he got a bad injury in his throat so I couldn't have a normal collar on him. I found that he was much easier to control." "No, might that work?" she asked with gratitude in her eyes. "It may, however it also may be worth trying to teach him to walk to heel!" I smiled. "Yes, I've enrolled us in dog training classes which start next week. I guess I should have done that a year ago when he was a puppy." "Don't worry, it's not irredeemable. He's still young and as long as you can be stronger than him, I mean in the head stronger, then he is trainable." She smiled at me. "Thank you. You've been so kind to me!" "No worries!" Hannah looked up to the dogs that had flopped down, panting heavily. "I'd better carry on with this walk as I've got to be home soon and get to work". "OK", I said, "Where do you work?" "I'm an air hostess, working with BA. I've got a flight to London to catch tonight and I'm doing the Heathrow to Geneva route tomorrow." She caught me looking at her dog before saying, "He stays with my parents while I'm working." "Ah, OK" I said. "Will I see you around here again?" "Oh, yes probably. I'm surprised I haven't noticed you before now, and anyway as our dogs seem to get on so well I think it is only right that we try to accommodate their friendship and meet up occasionally!" "I'd like that" I said. "Good! C'mon Tyson", she called. "See you around Jess!" she shouted to me as she bound down the hill accompanied by her equally as bouncy dog. *************************************** It was ten days later when I saw Hannah again. I was woken that morning suddenly by a wet nose in my face telling me it was time to get up. I opened one eye, looked at the clock and decided on another half-hour so turned over. Max had other ideas though. As I turned over, he rushed around to the other side of my double bed and stuck his nose in my face there, licking me this time. "Ugh! Max!" I opened my eyes properly, squinting at Max who stood there wagging his tail with such enthusiasm, almost verbally saying to me with his eyes; "Get up! It's time to get up! Come on, let's go!" I smiled at him and put my hand on top of his head which he tolerated briefly before moving it aside and looking at me with those eyes again. "OK then. I'm coming", I said while crawling out of bed. I had never been very good in the morning and all my friends said that I'd never cope with having to get up and walk the dog every morning. I managed somehow though; usually because Max always made me feel guilty with those big brown eyes, always so full of hope. It was my day off and for once I had nothing scheduled, which I was looking forward to. We walked to the park round the corner with Max walking impatiently to heel until I said he could go. As he rushed off I was reminded of the dream that he had woken me out of. I had been thinking of Hannah a lot over the last few days, wondering if I would see her again and those thoughts had slipped into my dreams. I became aware of a stirring inside of me as the memories of the dream came flooding back. She had been kissing me, tentatively at first, then passionately with a hunger which almost made me cum on the spot. I shook myself back to reality, "Get a grip Jess", I said to myself, "She's probably not even a lesbian let alone interested". I turned and walked back towards my house with Max following obediently at my side. "I guess we'll just have to wait and see won't we fella?" I said absently to Max. ****************** After a morning of tidying up my flat and doing odd jobs, it was time to walk Max again. I'd decided to go to the nature park again as much in the hope of meeting Hannah again as for walking the dog. We'd walked for about an hour when I saw a white and black blur of Tyson charging up towards us, shortly followed by Hannah. "Hi!" I said, as she came towards me. "Hi", she replied. "It's good to see you again!" As I looked at her, I felt a knot in my stomach which I hadn't felt for a long time. "Those eyes", I thought to myself. I had always been attracted to eyes, but hers were incredible. Deep pools of dark brown that I could lose myself in. "You made it back to terra firma then?" I smiled at her. "Yes, a fairly average week of grateful customers and arrogant sods who think we're beneath them!" "How's Tyson doing?" I asked as we watched Max and him charge round us in circles. "He's great!", she said. "It's lovely to come home and be greeted by him. He always knows how to cheer me up after a week away working." "Yeah, I get that every day when I get home from work!" We both watched the dogs for a moment before I asked, "Shall we walk on? Where's your car parked?" "Oh, I haven't got it with me, my Dad dropped us here on his way into town and I was going to walk back. Give Tyson a bit of lead and heel training." "OK then. I'm headed this way if that's the direction you're going?" "Yes, we're on our way back now anyway." As we walked on we fell into a comfortable conversation. It seemed like we'd been friends for years. I learned that she's been born and brought up in the area but always had a dream of being an air hostess. She was an only child, from a close family who was the apple of her Dad's eye. "You're not from this area then?" she asked me. "Where are you from?" "Yorkshire. A Yorkshire lass, born and bred and proud of it!" I explained how I'd come up here for Uni. "I didn't want to go south, so I came here, liked the place and stayed!" "A lot of people do that", she said. "I love being in the city with all the city life around, but it's a small enough city so if I want to get out then I can be in the middle of no-where in beautiful surroundings within half an hour, or the Lake District in an hour. The people here are great too. Friendly, welcoming and call a spade a spade", I said while looking at her. "I mean, how many people would you be able to meet on a dog walk and feel like you've known them forever?" She looked up at me and smiled. I just melted. "Um, do you want to go for a drink?" I asked hesitantly, not sure of her reaction. "I mean, there's a nice pub near where I've parked the car that allows dogs into the bar area." She looked up at me with a coy smile playing around her lips; "Yes, that'd be nice." "Great!" I said, "Let's go then!" "C'mon Max, Tyson", I called watching while the dogs came hurtling up to us. "Heel!" I commanded Max and he dropped in beside me. At the same time Tyson also dropped in between Hannah and me and walked along quite happily. "Wow!" exclaimed Hannah. "I've never seen him do that before!" "I guess he's taking lessons from his older friend!" I said as I smiled at the two dogs. We walked the rest of the way in a companiable silence with me reminding the dogs occasionally to stay at heel when they strayed too far forward. As we got to the pub, we clipped on their leads and walked in. "Hey Jess!" called the barman. "Hi Dave!" I called back. "The usual?" he said as we drew up to the bar. "Yes please", I said. "And for your friend here?" he said with a wink. I turned to Hannah who said, "A pint please." "Which one?" asked Dave, gesturing to the row of real ales in front of him. "Oh, any. Surprise me", she said. "OK. Seems like you've got an interesting one here Jess", Dave said with a wink as he started to pull the pints. I blushed and glanced at Hannah who was grinning. "Shall we sit?" I said while paying for the drinks. We went and found a table in the snug where there were comfy armchairs and space for the dogs to lie down. "It's a nice place this", said Hannah as we settled. "Yes it is. It's owned by a friend of mine who is also a dog lover. She wanted the atmosphere to be warm, traditional, friendly and modern at the same time. The clientele generally are people who like real ales and decent whisky, not the alcopop brigade. It means that there are rarely fights, despite the area." "I never knew this was here", said Hannah, "and I've lived not far from here all my life! I'll definitely be coming back here again!" she said with an unmistakable glint in her eye directed towards me. My heart leaped as she said that. "She does like me", I thought to myself. That thought was confirmed a minute later when she got up and said, "I'm just nipping to the loo, where are they?" I pointed to the door and as she moved she leaned across to get past me, her breasts were inches from my face and she brushed my arm with them. I jolted as if I'd been given an electric shock and the feeling went straight to my pussy, instantly turning me on. I watched her lithe frame sway across the floor, dodging tables and chairs until she disappeared through the toilet door. "Got a hot one there!" I jumped and saw Dave was standing in front of me, laughing as he could see the effect that Hannah had had on me. "Yeah, but it's early days yet. She's gorgeous though isn't she?" I said with a grin. "Yep! If I was into that sort of thing, then I'd be fighting you for her!" laughed Dave who wiped the table in front of me. "Get outta here Dave, I don't want you cramping my style!" I laughed as I pecked his cheek and smacked his arse as he turned around and minced his way back to the bar putting on a show just for me. I smiled at him and watched as Hannah came back and sat down. "What are you laughing at?" she asked with amusement in her eyes. "Oh, it's Dave. He's just being a prat as usual! He's a great mate of mine. He's the sort of friend that if I feel like going out I know I can always tag along with him and his boyfriend Jonny." I looked down at the dogs curled up together like they'd grown up with each other. "That looks good", I sighed as I nudged Max with my foot. "Wish I could be asleep right now curled up with someone. It's easy for dogs isn't it?" I looked up at Hannah who was looking at me with an expression on her face I couldn't read. "Yes, it's a dog's life, as long as they have the right owner", she replied in a slightly husky voice. "Shall we move out of here?" I asked, my voice dipping slightly. "Yes, lets go" she replied, grabbing Tyson's lead while I got hold of Max. We walked silently back to my car which was parked a few yards up the road. I could feel the tension between us as we walked, her hand brushing mine as it swung past. "Do you want a lift?" I asked as I put Max into the car. Just before I could shut the door, Tyson jumped into the car. I looked at Hannah and we burst out laughing. "It seems he doesn't want to be apart from his new best friend!" she said. As I straightened up from laughing, I looked at her and she had moved towards me so her face was within inches of mine. I felt a tightening in my stomach with the familiar knot of desire well up into me. My pussy must have been wringing wet as I looked into her eyes. She licked her lips and moved closer, the sexual tension in the air buzzing like electric cables. I gently reached out and touched the side of her face, stroking it, feeling the light down of hair that covered her cheeks. I could feel her breath quickening as I touched her. With my thumb I moved it around her lips, exploring, caressing, gently teasing while my eyes never left hers. Walking the Dogs Ch. 01 I leaned forwards and brushed her lips with mine. It was like my world exploded. I slowly moved my lips on hers, holding her back while I explored this wonder-world of sensation that was flooding through me from my lips. I teased and gently feathered her face, moving around so gently it was almost like a breeze between us. She was breathing heavily, her eyes shut with pleasure until finally I could no longer hold myself back. I touched her lips with my tongue and she forcefully pushed me back onto my car, devouring my mouth in a frenzy. Our lips crashed against each other with our tongues flicking and teasing between our mouths. I pushed mine into her mouth desperately seeking around, wanting to get more and more of her and she countered with her tongue pushing back into my mouth, filling me in a way I had never experienced before. Finally she pulled away panting. "I have been waiting to do that to you since the first moment we met", she gasped. "Me to", I replied, looking at her with a lust I couldn't hide. "Do you want to come back to mine?" I asked, "I can think of better places to be than a darkening road just up from a pub!" "Yes", she giggled as she nuzzled into my neck licking me and kissing me as I put my arms around her holding her close. "Let's go then", I said, pulling myself away with difficulty and opening the car door for her. She jumped in while I walked around to the driver's side quickly and got in. Max greeted me with a lick, his tail wagging like he hadn't seen me for days. "Get off you daft dog! Yes, we're going home, and yes it's time for your dinner!" I said looking at him and smiling. I looked at Hannah and reached for her, tenderly kissing her again, not wanting to let go of her. "You'd better start the car or we'll never get away from here the way we're going!" she said smiling. I grinned at her and started the car. Putting my seatbelt on and checking she had hers on, I pulled away for the short journey back to my flat with my heart dancing in joy as we went. More to come. Please let me know your thoughts! Walking the Dogs Ch. 02 "Hello?" A pause. "Oh hello." I glanced across at Hannah as I drove watching her face as she answered her phone. "Ok then. What time?" She sighed and said, "Yes, I'll be there. Bye." I looked across. "Problem?" I asked. "You're going to have to drop me home" she said. "I'm on standby and they've just called to say they need me for the next Newcastle to London flight. They're picking me up in half an hour." I tried not to let my disappointment show, concentrating on my driving. "You'll have to let me know where you live then." "Uh, yes. Sorry I forgot you didn't know where you were going. Turn right here," she said glancing in my direction. "I'm sorry about this Jess, I was hoping they'd leave me alone this time and call someone else in." "Never mind, there's always next time" I said. Hannah looked at me with relief and smiled. "Next time?" she asked, teasing me. I glanced at her, grinned and said "Sure, why not?" She smiled. I shivered a little, realising that I loved that smile. She turned to look out of the window as we continued driving and she directed me to her home. Five minutes later I pulled up outside a well kept semi-detached house. "Here," I said as I scribbled my number down on a piece of paper. "Call me," I said handing it to her. "Thanks," she said. I leaned over towards her and gently kissed her cheek. She looked embarrassed, pulling away slightly. "Sorry," I said. "No, no, it's OK. It's just my parents don't know about me. In fact, I'm not even sure I know about me." "Oh," I said turning away to look forward trying to keep my feelings in check. I felt slightly rejected, but chastised myself remembering how I felt a few years ago. "Well, I hope work isn't too bad." "Thanks," she said as she opened the door. "Come on Tyson!" she called letting the dog leap out. "I'll see you soon," she said giving me a small smile as she shut the door. I watched her walk up the path to her front door before putting the car in gear and driving off. Max jumped into the front seat and looked at me. "It's ok mate, I hope we'll see them again as well." He tilted his head to one side looking at me as I talked to him as if he understood every word I was saying. I reached out and stroked his head, "Good boy. You know what love is, don't you? As long as you get your dinner," he tilted his head again at me, "walks," another head tilt, "love and treats you're OK aren't you?" He sat there with his head tilted to one side knowing that I had said all his favourite words in one sentence, with a hopeful look in his eyes. "We're going home now," I said as he bounced from the front seat into the back and then back into the front again. The rest of the week went by slowly for me. I tried to keep busy, which wasn't hard at work as we were busy, but also when I had time to myself. Every time my phone rang I grabbed it looking at the caller display waiting for it to come up with an unknown number. I was disappointed each time. "Get a grip Jess," I said to myself on more than one occasion. I kept daydreaming, remembering that kiss we had by my car. Was it in my imagination or had she really responded like she had? It seemed almost like a dream to me, but I knew that it had happened and I wasn't dreaming. But why wasn't she ringing me then? I had no way of contacting her, although I suppose I could have phoned her work, but then I didn't know her surname. I could have knocked on the door of her parents' house, but then if her parents didn't know about her lesbian inclination, I didn't want to go there and rock the boat. "You'll just have to be patient Jess," I told myself on more than one occasion, which is something I knew I wasn't very good at. Anyway, what was I hoping for? I hadn't been with anyone for years, since my last lover left me. Why would Hannah be interested in me? Everyone always ended up leaving me, leaving their boot marks on my heart where they had trampled on me. I had only had two relationships that meant anything to me. The first one had been with one of my teachers at school when I was 15. I don't know how we didn't get caught, but somehow we didn't and it had ended when I came up to university at the age of 18. She told me that there was no way we could keep on seeing each other and I had to go out and spread my wings. However I didn't want to spread my wings. I wanted her, I was in love with her. She ended it by saying that it was fun while it lasted but it was over now. I was devastated. My heart was broken and I spent the first two years of college getting over her. I didn't have another relationship until I met Beth in town when I was out one night seven years later. I really thought that she was the one. I'd had a number of flings in the intervening time, but nothing that meant much to me. With Beth we just seemed to connect immediately. It was slow to start with, but after a few weeks she finally did come up to my flat for the coffee which I had offered every time the taxi dropped me off on our way home from a night out. That first night with her was special. We actually did drink a coffee, before I got the whisky glasses out. We sat up talking for hours, sipping a particularly nice single malt -- Laphroig if I recall. I invited her to share my bed and we just snuggled up to each other, spooning as though it was the most natural thing for us to do. The following morning I had woken early and lay there listening to her breathing. She had turned over towards me, and as she did, the loose t-shirt she was wearing slipped up to reveal a perfect breast. She woke to the gentle kisses on her breasts, my hands tenderly stroking her sides and back. She pulled me up to her lips where we kissed passionately and deeply. The love-making that morning just blew me away. Tender and gentle it reflected the love that we both felt growing for each other. We moved in with each other three months later and lived a very happy two years together. I had come out to my parents during that time; they had accepted Beth saying that as long as I was happy, they so were they. I didn't anticipate her just leaving though. I came back from work one day to find the flat empty. She had moved all her stuff out and left me a note on the kitchen table. The dread I felt in my heart when I saw the note was compounded when I actually read it. "I need to go. I've found another job in another city. It was never going to work out for us. I'm sorry. Beth." She had just vanished off the face of the earth. I felt my heart shatter and drop to my feet as I read that note. I tried for months to find her but she had disappeared, hell, I didn't even know if she was still in the country. Those years after Beth were a bit vague looking back now. I was depressed, on medication, contemplated suicide on many occasions, but somehow I just couldn't do it. Maybe it was my family, maybe my friends pulling around me and being there for me, but I just kept going somehow. The final part of my recovery came when I went and found Max at the dog shelter, bringing him home with me after the third visit. Having this living creature with me, relying on me all the time and giving me totally unconditional love, no matter what mood I was in brought me back to myself. He was there, always happy to see me, always happy to do anything, and his enthusiasm was infectious. I sighed, coming back to reality and lifted Max's dish to feed him. As I put it down for him and he sat there looking at me waiting for the command that he could eat, the phone rang. "OK then!" I said to Max and he rushed towards his dish gratefully, almost inhaling his food. "Honestly Max, anyone would think you're never fed!" I exclaimed while reaching for the phone. "Hello?" There was a pause before I heard a tentative voice saying, "Hi Jess, it's Hannah." My heart leaped and then started hammering in my chest. I wondered if she could actually hear it at the other end of the phone it felt so loud. "Hello?" she asked. Brought out of my shock by her voice I realised I hadn't said anything. "Hi Hannah! Sorry, you just caught me by surprise! I was just feeding Max and telling him that anyone would think he was never fed..." I stopped talking, realising I had been waffling. "Uh, how are you?" "I'm good thanks. I'm back at home for a few days and wondered if you would like to meet up? I mean, maybe we could take the dogs out or something?" "Yes, that would be great! When?" "Tomorrow?" "Sounds good to me. Shall I pick you up? I mean, I've got seat covers in my car for the dogs..." I tailed off again, thinking that maybe she had already planned something. "Yes, that would be great if you don't mind. I haven't got a car anyway, and I thought perhaps we could go to the beach?" "Great idea. That's Max's favourite place and I was going to suggest it anyway. Great minds think alike huh?" "I guess so!" she replied. "Is 2 o'clock ok for you?" "Yes, that's fine. I've got the day off tomorrow so anytime." "OK, 2 o'clock then. I'll look forward to it," she said. "See you then. Bye!" "Bye!" I said before hanging up. Yippee! I was dancing around the room with delight. Max came bounding in to see what all the fuss was about. "We've got a date Max! We've got a date!" He jumped up at me wagging his tail, thinking this was a brand new game. I came down to his level and he pushed his head towards me trying to get to my face through my arms to lick me to death. Eventually we ended up play fighting on the floor before I was reminded by my stomach that it was time to eat something. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough as far as I was concerned. That night and the following morning went really slowly, but eventually it was time to leave and pick Hannah and Tyson up. I pulled up outside her house at 1.59pm and got out of the car to go and ring the bell. Before I'd even got to the pavement the door opened and this white and black bullet shot out of the door, coming towards me at a rate of knots. "Ugh, hi Tyson!" I spluttered trying to fend him off and trying to pick myself up as he licked me enthusiastically. "Sorry about that!" I heard a voice say before the dog suddenly vanished from my face. As I looked up I saw Hannah laughing while trying to chastise Tyson at the same time. I burst out laughing and scrambled to my feet. "It looks like you've now been dealt one of Tyson's killed blows!" said Hannah. "Yeah," I said with irony in my voice, "that dog needs to learn some manners! It's nice to know he missed me though!" I said. "He's not the only one," Hannah said quietly, almost under her breath. I looked sharply at her, wondering if she said what I thought she said. "Shall we go?" she said more loudly smiling at me. "Come on then. Tyson, in you go!" I opened the back door of the car for him and he jumped in enthusiastically saying hello to Max who seemed equally as pleased to see his friend. We drove towards the coast, with conversation lively, catching up on the last two weeks since we'd last seen each other. She had me in stitches with some of the stories she told about passengers on flights. We were carefully avoiding contact with each other. I was unsure of how she felt and I didn't want to scare her off. When we let the dogs out at the beach they tore off, so excited about being there. Hannah and I took a more leisurely stroll down the ramp and onto the sand. Watching the dogs play, it was hard not to laugh at them. "Honestly, I thought Max was 5 years old, not 8 months old!" I exclaimed as he charged into the sea, barking and biting at the waves. Tyson seemed to be unsure of the sea, but Max was straight in like he had been born for it. "I guess that must be the Labrador part of him!" The weather was unusual for November in Britain. Not a cloud in the sky and hardly a breath of wind, it was crisp but warm enough for us to walk in shirt sleeves. The sun, low in the sky, was casting its yellow light across the sand and catching the tops of the waves as they crashed onto the shore. "I love it here," I sighed. "I used to come here before I got Max when I wanted to clear my mind and loved it then, but since I got him I love it even more," I said to Hannah. "Do you come down here often?" As I said it I realised what a cheesy line that was. "Sorry, that's a really bad line isn't it?" I grinned at her as I said it. "Yes it is, and yes I do!" she replied. "We've all got to come out with cheesy lines sometime though!" "Oh yes? And what would your most cheesy line be then?" I teased. "I don't think I can remember, but never as bad as that!" "Oi! I'll get you for that!" I laughed. "Let's see how ticklish you are!" She squealed and ran off with me in hot pursuit after her. I caught up with her, grabbing her around the waist, digging my fingers into her sides, tickling her mercilessly. She wriggled around trying to get away which made me grab her and tickle her even harder. "Ok, ok, I surrender!" she said as she suddenly went limp in my arms, weak with laughing. I held onto her, not wanting her to drop into the wet sand. She straightened up and it became one of those moments when the world seems to stop. My heart was pounding, partly because of the sprint down the sand, but mostly because of the way she looked at me. I could have drowned in her eyes at that moment. It was at that moment when Max decided to run up to us and shake, spraying water all over us. "Max!" I exclaimed as we jumped apart trying to keep out of the way of the spray. I looked at Hannah and we both burst out laughing. "Come on!" I said linking arms with her. "There's a café at the end of the beach where we can get a coffee. Fancy that?" "Yep, let's go!" and with that she dragged me off down the beach. We fell into an easy conversation on the way as we walked, all the while laughing at the dogs' antics, who were clearly enjoying themselves. When we arrived at the café we bagged a table outside, made the dogs sit down and Hannah went in to get two Café Latte's. When she came out she found me staring into space. "Hey you!" she said. "Wherever you are, I hope it's good!" I blushed, not wanting to admit to her that I was dreaming about what she would look like naked. She was dressed in jeans again -- as I was, but had a fitted top on which accentuated her curves and her breasts. I could have sworn that she didn't have a bra on. "Oh, nowhere!" I said. "So, tell me," I said, changing the subject rapidly, "how long have you been flying?" "About 18 months now," she replied. "I've always wanted to do it and finally got through the interview with BA after an endless amount of dead-end jobs that bored the tits off me." I couldn't help but glance at her tits at that point, thinking, "I'm glad they weren't bored off you, they're gorgeous." I looked up to see that she had seen me looking at her and I blushed. She continued choosing to ignore my blatant ogling, "I'm just getting my time in before getting onto long haul-flights. I want to travel you know, get to places and see the world while I'm still young, which is even better if I'm being paid to travel." "I can agree with that," I said. "I love my job and it's even better that I get paid to do something that I love doing anyway." "Do you want to stay where you are forever?" she asked. "No," I replied. "I love it where I am, but if I was able to get a job working for one of the sports picture agencies then that would be my dream job. I'm not leaving where I am now for anything else as the people I work with are great and there's a great atmosphere, but the thought of taking sports pictures and traveling the world from one sporting event to another is really what spurs me on." "I'd love to see some of your pictures sometime," she said. I blushed again before saying, "Sure." "It's just they're part of you, how you see life, people, the world and..." she hesitated, "I'd like to know more of you if I can and your pictures I'm sure would show a part of you that, oh I don't know!" she blushed and put her head down embarrassed. I reached across the table and felt for her hand. She flinched slightly but didn't pull away. "It's ok, I'd love to show you my pictures sometime." She looked up and smiled at me shyly. There was a pause between us before I opened my mouth and said, "Hannah, I..." At the same time she looked up at me and said, "Jess..." We both looked away before looking back. "You first," she said. I paused before asking, "You sure?" She nodded, so I plunged on. "What happened the other week? I mean, not the kiss, but afterwards when I dropped you off? I hope I didn't scare you or anything?" "Uh, um," she paused, looking for the right words. "That's actually what I was going to say to you." My heart plunged when I heard her say that. "Oh, no! I did scare her!" I thought. She looked up and saw my face which couldn't hide the disappointment I felt. "Oh, it's not that I don't want to see you or anything!" she hastily said. "It's, it's just that what we did, you know, the kiss, was so overwhelming for me that I needed to get my head round what I was feeling. I have had some experiences with other women, but I just thought that it was because there were no men that I fancied at the time, so I just put it down to experience. I never thought that I could feel that way with a kiss from another woman. I guess it made me a bit scared of my own reaction to you. I didn't know what to do so I panicked a bit." She hung her head down, not daring to look at me. I took her hand again and said gently, "Hannah, its ok you know. I've been there as well and it is hard and confusing, but it isn't wrong." She looked up at me and said, "Are you sure? I mean are you sure you're ok with this? I think I need to take things slow just so I can get my head round things. I've never felt things this intensely with another person before let alone a woman and it's all so new." "Its fine hinny, I'm fine as long as you're fine!" I smiled at her, linking my fingers with hers over the table, rubbing my thumb over her thumb. She suddenly got up and came round to me grabbing me and giving me the biggest hug. "Thank you," she whispered into my hair. "Thank you so much." I said nothing but just held her, rubbing her back. Eventually she pulled away from me and said, "Shall we head back?" I looked up at her and then at the sky noticing it was getting dark. "C'mon dogs!" I said in response, rousing them from their slumber and smiled at Hannah. We walked back along the beach, not talking but holding a comfortable silence, each with our own thoughts. Our hands occasionally brushed against each other until it just felt natural for me to grasp hers as it swung past mine and hold on. By the time we got back to the car it was dark. We got the dogs towelled down and into the back seat. As I shut the boot I was startled to find Hannah standing close next to me. "Hey you," I said softly and reached out for her. She slipped into my arms, nestling into my breasts. She looked up at me before gently bringing her lips up towards mine, brushing them so gently. I gently kissed her back, savouring the taste of those lips that I had dreamt of over the last two weeks. She leaned into me, her kiss deepening, gently parting my lips and feeling round them with her tongue. I could feel myself becoming seriously turned on, but didn't want to spoil the moment, her moment, by increasing the pace. She licked my lips and moved so she could touch, taste and feel the rest of my face. I leaned into her as she moved her way to my ear, nibbling the lobe gently before moving down my neck. I was breathing heavily, trying to control myself, feeling the wetness leaking out of me as I became more and more aroused. She came back up to my lips where she kissed me, her tongue flitting round my mouth, exploring, before breaking away. Walking the Dogs Ch. 02 We were both breathing heavily and she looked at me with eyes that I could barely see in the darkness, but I could seen them glinting and glittering at me like sparklers. "We'd better head off," she said huskily, "these dogs need their dinner." I nodded, swallowing, and breathing deeply to try and control myself. We got in the car, not saying a word, and headed home. Her hand stayed on my thigh the whole way back to her house. When I stopped she looked at me and said, "Thank you." She paused before saying, "Do you want to do the same again tomorrow?" I looked at her and smiled, "Yes please!" She leaned over and kissed me on the lips gently before opening the car door. "Can you be here for 10?" "Definitely," I replied. She shut her door, opened the back door and got Tyson out. As she walked up the path she turned around and blew me a kiss. I couldn't help but watch the cute curvy backside swaying up the path before it disappeared into the front door. "Ok, Max, home time!" I said to the sleepy dog as I put the car in gear and drove home with a big grin on my face. * More to come! Thanks for your feedback so far -- all constructive comments gladly welcomed! Walking the Dogs Ch. 03 This is part 3 of the story. For the context and your enjoyment I would recommend that you read parts 1 & 2 first before you read this. Enjoy! * I woke the following morning with a smile playing lazily on my face, thinking of the dreams that were fast receding the more I came to consciousness. I couldn't remember the details but I could feel the wetness between my legs which was a good indication of the great dream I'd just had. I did remember that it had included Hannah. I dragged myself out of bed anticipating the day ahead of us. Max welcomed me like he hadn't seen me in weeks, happy that he was going to get his morning walk earlier than usual which also meant that he was going to get his breakfast early. After tending to the dog's needs I jumped into the shower. As the warm water washed over me, I could feel myself becoming aroused again and my hand slipped down between my legs, feeling the wetness. "No, stop Jess," I mumbled to myself, thinking that I wanted to wait and just see what happened with Hannah. After all, there was always tonight. I eventually pulled up to Hannah's house just after 10am and knocked on the door. I could hear Tyson barking before a figure appeared hidden behind the frosted glass. The door swung open to reveal Hannah only wearing a towel with wet hair. "Sorry! I slept in and have only just got out of the shower," she said, looking hassled. "No worries, we've got all day," I grinned, admiring the scenery as she stood in front of me. "I was wondering if you always greeted people dressed like this at the door or whether this was for my benefit." She blushed, looking down at her towel, "Well, um, I hoped it was you and not the postman," she said looking up into my eyes. I smiled, letting my eyes travel down her body, noticing the smooth skin on her neck that led down across her chest and into the cleavage that the towel so cruelly hid the contents of. She shivered as she saw my eyes on her. "You'd better get something warmer on than that, it'll be breezy where we're going today." "Well, you'd keep me warm wouldn't you?" she said pointedly. I tried to ignore the hot rush that travelled to my loins, instantly turning me on. "Yeah, I might manage something!" I said. "Come in while you are waiting," she said. "I'll be a couple of minutes and then we can go." I walked through the door and took in the surroundings. A comfortable home, lived in and welcoming were my immediate thoughts. Hannah dashed upstairs as I looked around, looking at the pictures of her and her family. I looked at my watch, wondering if two minutes were up yet. I decided they were, and wanting to satisfy my curiosity I headed up the stairs. I could hear movement from the room on the left so I headed that way. Pushing the door gently I could see Hannah stood in front of the wardrobe in her bra and knickers obviously trying to decide what to wear. "You could just wear those if you wanted," I said quietly. She jumped and turned to face me, her cheeks blushing. I walked towards her admiring her pert breasts enclosed in a white lacy bra and noticed the matching briefs with the shortly trimmed dark pubic hair showing underneath. "Can I help you?" I said, my voice betraying my feelings. Without waiting for an answer I brushed past her and looked into her wardrobe. I was acutely aware of her presence behind me and could hear her shortened breath. I reached into the wardrobe and pulled a shirt and pair of cute trousers off the hanger. As I stood up and turned around, Hannah had moved forward slightly so we were inches away from each other but not quite touching. I could see her nipples poking through her bra, short nubs that I just ached to squeeze. Her breath was coming faster and I was aware that my own breath was short. I looked into her eyes and was drawn into the depths of them trying to read the unfathomable look that she was giving me. Her eyes then moved; across my face and down towards my breasts as though she was trying to drink me in. Just that action of her eyes moving made me feel like she was caressing me, touching me so gently. I moved forward ever so slightly, so we were even closer but still not touching. I could feel her breath on my skin and desperately wanted to touch her, but remembering her words from yesterday made me hold back realising she would have to make the move. Shutting my eyes I tried to control my breathing and control the feelings that were coursing through me. I then became aware of a gentle movement on my arms where she had reached out to me with her hands. The next feeling I became aware of was of her moving into me. Our breasts gently touched, and then her mouth was on my neck. I groaned leaning my head to one side as she started to kiss and gently lick my neck, moving up to my ear lobe, then back down towards my collar. She pulled away gently and I opened my eyes looking into hers. I couldn't resist any more. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips with a passion that startled me, almost trying to inhale her into me so I could taste her and get closer to her. She moaned into my mouth as our tongues duelled, each one trying to explore the other. I could feel myself falling into some sort of hypnotic trance as we danced a tango of tongues. Finally we broke apart, and looked at each other, both of us panting heavily. "Are these OK?" I asked, holding up the shirt and trousers I had pulled out of the wardrobe. Hannah looked at them, looked at me and we both burst out laughing, breaking the sexual tension between us. "Yes, they're fine," she smiled taking them from me. She turned away, dropping them onto the bed before pulling a pair of socks on. As she finished getting dressed I watched, admiring her perfectly toned legs disappearing into the trousers and then her arms and gorgeous breasts disappearing into the shirt. She looked up at me and smiled as she saw me watching. "Ready!" she called. "Shall we go?" "I think we better before I start trying to get you out of those clothes!" I replied, turning towards the door where Tyson was waiting for us. ************** We headed north towards the Northumberland coast. The hour's car journey went quickly with light hearted chat where we learned more about each other and had the inevitable conversation about dogs. I turned off the main road onto a small lane that led to my favourite place in the whole of Northumberland and as we rounded a corner the vista set before us was stunning. Long white sandy beaches that went on for miles with dramatic cliffs, and in the distance we could see one of the many ancient castles that littered the coastline. "Wow!" exclaimed Hannah. "I've never been up here before, but this is beautiful!" "Spectacular isn't it? I try to get here as often as I can, but it can be difficult sometimes so when I get the opportunity I make the most of it," I replied. "Look, you can even see Holy Island!" she said. "Yep, good innit!" I said with a grin on my face. The dogs could also tell where we were and were beginning to get very excited in the back and as soon as I opened the door after we had stopped they rushed out and down the path to the beach. We followed at a more leisurely pace with me leading the way. There was one tricky spot where the path steepened and it was a bit muddy underfoot. I held out my hand to Hannah to help her down which she took gratefully. It just seemed natural to keep hold of her hand after that and we walked along the beach chatting comfortably. The dogs were happy running in and out of the surf and play fighting with each other, often rushing up to us to check we were still coming. "This is great you know," Hannah said, "only it's a bit chilly!" "Ah, the north east wind strikes again!" I replied. "I thought you'd be used to this having been born and brought up here!" "Yes, but I've got very thin blood!" "Well, I'm going to have to do something about keeping you warm then aren't I?" I teased. "Hmmm. I wonder what that would be then?" she said to me, lifting an eyebrow at me suggestively. "Well, I seem to remember the last time we were on the beach you managed to warm up quickly when I tickled you...!" Hannah squealed and ran off, trying to get away from my fingers. I gave chase and eventually caught her up on one of the sand dunes. I grabbed her and started tickling. "Stop, stop, please!" she panted, laughing at the same time. "Why? I thought you were cold!" "Please, mercy, mercy!" Suddenly she went on the offensive and grabbed me, pulling me down with her into the sand. I stopped tickling immediately, my heart almost stopping at the same time. She gently lifted her hand to my face, tracing her finger down my cheek to my chin, across my mouth. Her eyes had a look of passion and lust that I hadn't seen before as she moved her fingers back up my face and across my eyes. "Beautiful," she murmured, lifting her face up to mine, brushing my cheek with hers, feeling the downy hair with her own. She then turned her lips onto my cheek, caressing them gently across my skin and towards my lips. She kissed me so softly and so gently, her lips on my lips almost not moving. I could feel her breath on my face as she moved back to my cheeks, kissing me with a barely controlled passion, moving around my face before she came back to my lips. She started gently nibbling at my bottom lip before moving onto my top lip and then eventually pressed her lips into mine. We kissed passionately for a long time before I felt her tongue move across my lips and push into my mouth. She explored my mouth with her tongue so gently before letting mine into hers. I responded by searching her mouth with the same intensity, loving the taste of her. I shifted my weight so I was half on top of her and she moaned pushing back with her hips. My hand traced up her side, dipping inside her shirt at the waist feeling her skin, the muscles under my hand responding to my touch. I moved my hand up and felt her breast, her nipple erect through the lace of her bra. She moaned when I touched it, my thumb playing round the nipple as her hips moved into me. I moved my mouth down her neck, her breathing heavy as I nibbled around her ear and then down towards her clavicle. Licking and tasting her sweet skin, nipping gently I moved even further down, opening her shirt buttons one by one until I could see her bra. I dipped my head into her cleavage, breathing her scent in deeply, loving her smell. "We need to get this off," I mumbled, moving my hand off her breast and reaching around her back to unclip her bra. As it came loose, she shrugged the straps down her arms which freed her breasts from their constraints. I nuzzled into her kissing and licking while taking in the beauty of them. A perfect handful, she was probably about a C cup with dark areolas and tall, erect nipples poking out in anticipation. I leaned down reverently teasing her by moving round, tasting her but not touching her nipples. Finally when I could wait no longer I took one into my mouth. She cried out as I began sucking while my hand tweaked and played with her other nipple. "Oh, yes, Jess," she breathed, pushing herself into me harder. Her hand had moved down to the front of her trousers and she was rubbing herself on the outside of the fabric. The more I sucked, played, tweaked and gently bit her, the harder she rubbed herself until she cried out, "oh yes, yesssss!" "That was wonderful!" she said as I moved back up towards her face, kissing me passionately. "Are you sure you are ok with this?" I said, mindful of her wariness after our first kiss and not wanting to push her into something she wasn't ready for. "Yes, I'm ok. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since that first day we met and I know I wasn't sure at the beginning, but I think we have something here. I don't want to back off just because I'm a bit scared." She looked up shyly at me, her eyes hesitant and questioning as if she thought she had said too much. "Good," I said. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either and it nearly killed me when you didn't call. I'm very glad you did though. I don't want to hurt you and I will respect you always." Hannah's face showed the relief she felt as she reached up and kissed me. As we lay there in each other's arms, she shivered slightly. "You're cold," I said realising that she was still half dressed. "Come on, let's walk back and find our dogs. Maybe we can do something about warming you up properly when we get home," winking at her. We got up and called for the dogs who were still happily playing on the beach, running in and out of the water. They came bounding up to us, panting heavily with silly happy looks on their faces. "We're not the only ones who have had fun!" Hannah said wryly. "Good! They'll sleep well later!" I replied. We walked back to the car, our arms tightly around each other's waists, comfortable with our closeness. As we got into the car, I turned to Hannah and said, "So, do you want to come back to mine then?" "I thought you'd never ask!" she said with a smile, putting her hand onto my leg. I smiled and could feel myself getting turned on again with the thought of what may come later. ******* As we travelled back her hand rested on my leg the entire way. It occasionally moved, squeezing and exploring which did nothing for my concentration on the road. I could feel myself getting more and more aroused, eventually having to take one hand off the wheel to hold hers just to keep it still. "Sorry," she said, grinning at me. "You're a bad 'un aren't you?" I teased. "You don't know the half of it!" she replied, "Now keep driving!" We eventually pulled up to my house and let the dogs out with Max leading the way to the door, Tyson hot on his heels. "Hang on you two! Let me get to the door otherwise I can't open it!" I said, pushing my way past the two happy dogs. I unlocked the door and they two dogs charged in, heedless of the alarm they set off as they ran into the kitchen. "Come in," I said to Hannah, switching the light on and the alarm off. "Do you want a drink?" I asked as I went into the kitchen, watching the dogs share the water bowl, lapping thirstily. I picked it up and refilled it and turned to Hannah who was shyly standing at the kitchen door. "What have you got?" she asked. "Soft drinks, tea, coffee, beer, wine - anything really." "Uh, I'll have whatever you're having then." "Beer then," I said turning to the fridge and grabbing a couple of bottles and handing her one. "Cheers." "Cheers." "Here's to our faithful doggy friends," I toasted, giving her a look that meant more than I said. "I'll drink to that," returning my look and then glancing at Max and Tyson, both of whom were looking hopefully at us. "What?" I asked them. "What do you want?" Max tilted his head on one side again and then bounced up, nudging the cupboard door where his dinner was kept before turning to look at me again and sitting down hopefully. I looked at my watch knowing it was nearly his dinner time, but he always had a habit of asking earlier in the hope of tricking me into feeding him earlier. "Ok, it's nearly time," I said. "What time does Tyson get fed normally?" I asked, turning to Hannah who was watching my interaction with Max with a smile on her face. "About now, so we could feed them together if that's ok?" "Yes, I think that would be better. Here let me get you a spare bowl for him." I turned and reached a bowl down off the top of the cupboard, handing it to her. I lifted Max's bowl and measured out his dinner, putting a bit of water in with his dried food. Hannah did the same and we put the bowls down in front of the dogs who were sat their best, not taking their eyes of their bowls. When Max looked up at me I said, "Ok then," and he rushed towards his bowl. Hannah did the same with Tyson. "Shall we go through to the living room?" I asked, leading the way. "I think that'll keep them quiet for a bit." I sat down on the sofa, curling my legs up and Hannah sat down next to me, relaxing into the cushions. "Are you ok?" I asked. "Yes, it's just I don't normally do things like this with people I've only spent a little time with." "Well if it's any comfort to you, neither do I," I replied gently. "Are you worried?" "Maybe. A little bit. I'm not worried about you, it's just my family." "Are they not receptive to "alternative lifestyles,"" I asked motioning the quote marks with my fingers. "I don't know really. I think my Dad would be fine, but I'm not sure about my Mum. The more I think about it, I know that I like women more than men. I've never felt like I do now with a man and with the few experiences I've had with women they have always turned me on more than a man. Not that I've done anything other than kiss and a bit of fumbling about with either a man or woman," she added hastily. "I can understand that. It took me years to get my head around my sexuality and accepting for myself that I was gay, let alone telling my parents. They know now and are ok with it, although Mum was a bit upset that there would be no grand children." I smiled at her. I could feel a slight knot beginning to form in the pit of my stomach that was part dread that she would get up and walk out on me, knowing that I was beginning to fall for this wonderful, beautiful, lovable woman sat close to me on the sofa. She looked up at me, starting to say something but stopped. I couldn't read her eyes in the semi-darkness. "What?" I asked gently. "It doesn't matter," she replied. "No, tell me. I can cope I think," I smiled at her. "It's nothing. It's just...." She broke off, looking down at her beer bottle where she had peeled the label off. "It's just...." She broke off again and put the bottle down carefully, deliberately. My heart was thudding so fast in my chest I was sure she could hear it, and I noticed that the pulse at her neck was beating as fast as mine was. She looked up at me and with one quick movement threw herself at me, kissing me hungrily, grabbing me tightly, her hands all over my back. "Oh Jess," she breathed, "take me to bed with you, please!" I grabbed her hand and pulled her up off the sofa, not needing a second invitation. We made our way upstairs kissing, nibbling, licking, and leaving a trail of clothes behind us. I pushed the bedroom door open with my foot and gently pushed Hannah backwards until her legs hit the edge of the bed. I stopped there and forced myself to stand back, taking in her curvy body, pert breasts and the dark triangle between her legs. I was aching for her, had to touch her -- every part of her -- but was slightly hesitant. She looked at me, her eyes wandering over my naked body, breathing heavily. She held her arms out and rested her hands onto my hips, gently pulling me towards her until we touched at the hips, then the breasts. "It is ok you know," she murmured into my ear, "I want this, I want you and I can't wait any longer." As she said that she kissed me again, assuredly and with a passion that sent shivers down my spine. She gently turned me around so I had my back to the bed and pushed so I ended up on my back with her on top of me. Her hands were all over me, touching, tickling and pleasing me, but all the time avoiding the places I wanted her to touch the most. My body seemed to react instinctively to her touch, my hips raised up towards her, my hips grinding into hers, my lips seeking hers, gently biting and sucking. I heard a noise and realised it was me groaning into her mouth. She moved down towards my breasts, my breath coming quickly, and she kissed and teased me around my breasts without touching my nipples. Walking the Dogs Ch. 03 "Please, Hannah!" I said desperate for her touch on my nipples. She ignored my pleading and continued to tease, to taste and suck before finally relenting and taking my left nipple into her mouth, sucking it, pulling it and biting before moving onto my right nipple giving it the same treatment. I was running my hands all over her, cupping her breasts, tweaking and teasing her erect nipples. Her breath was coming fast as she moved her mouth down over my stomach licking my navel until she reached my pussy. She licked around it, moaning her approval, kissing and sucking the inside of my thighs, teasing me. I was groaning in anticipation, my hands running through her hair encouraging her towards her eventual destination. I felt her mouth move onto my slit, parting the lips gently with her tongue, her fingers pulling me apart. I widened my legs to allow her easier access and she ran her tongue up my labia, sucking, tasting me. I was in a haze, desperately trying to hold back my orgasm, waiting for her. She continued to lick and tease me, her tongue gradually moving further and further inside me, her fingers circling my clit which was aroused and had come out of its protective hood. "Oh, Hannah, I can't hold it for much longer!" I exclaimed pushing her head further into me, my hips wildly bucking. She held onto me, moving in time with my rhythm until she latched her lips around my clit and slid one finger into me. "Oh, yes!" I moaned, "Yes, baby, fuck me!" She slid another finger into me, moving her hand in and out, increasing the speed gradually with her lips and mouth working away on my clit. "Oh, yes, I'm nearly there! Keep going, yes baby!" I cried, feeling myself on the brink. Just as I thought I couldn't hold off any longer she added another finger into me and found my G-spot which sent me over the edge. "Yes! Oh yes!" I screamed in pleasure as I exploded onto her face, gushing into her open and expectant mouth. She kept on licking me, lapping up my juices, as I had the most powerful orgasm I'd had in months, which just kept on going and going. Eventually I lay back and pulled her up to me, wanting to taste her, and to taste me in her mouth. She came to me and I could taste the sweetness of my own cum on her, covering her face. I also knew that I couldn't wait to taste her. I deftly pushed her over so I was laying half on top of her and moved down her body, revelling in the salty taste of her, reminding me of my previous taste of her while we were on the beach. I took her nipple into my mouth, rolling it around, pulling and biting while she writhed under me, moaning and encouraging me, pulling at my hair, while my hand kneaded her other breast, pulling at her nipple, teasing her. "Jess, please, I'm so desperate for you! Fuck me, fuck me please!" she moaned. I moved down her body quickly, sensing her need and wanting to taste her myself. Her mound when I got there was neatly trimmed and I wasted no time in acquainting myself with her. I teased around her vagina, my fingers playing mercilessly with her. When finally I allowed myself a long lick up her slit, I could taste her sweetness and felt how ready she was. I pushed my tongue into her forcefully, as far as it would go which made her moan loudly. "Yes, Jess, please!" I began to tongue fuck her, gently to start with, increasing the pace as her hips thrust into me, trying to get me closer and even deeper. One of my fingers was lazily circling her mons, threading its way through the hair until I found what I was looking for. As I touched her clit she groaned loudly and I circled it, loving the way it grew under my fingers as I teased and pulled it. I moved my mouth up and found the nib, gently nibbling and sucking while her moans became cries and I could feel her body tense under me. I picked up the pace, moving my lips and tongue faster and faster while putting two fingers into her instantly finding her magical spot. She cried out, shouting my name, "I'm coming Jess, I'm coming!" and instantly I felt the walls of her vagina contract around my hand and her pulsing into me. I couldn't help myself and I came again at the feeling of her on my hand and the taste of her rushing into my mouth. We lay there, panting and resting before I moved back up the bed and pulled her into my arms. "Oh, Jess, that was better than I would ever have expected it to be!" Hannah said, while lazily tracing a vein from my neck down towards my chest. "Amazing wasn't it," I replied, exhausted, but getting aroused again with her touching me the way she was. "You know, you need to be careful with me, the way you're touching me there will mean there will have to be a repeat performance..." I left the sentence hanging as her hand continued it's journey towards my nipple, circling it, flicking it and teasing me. "Uh huh," she replied. "Well we've got all night haven't we?" she whispered as she moved her mouth onto mine, taking me away to what felt like another planet, and one which I didn't want to come back from. The End * Thank you all for reading if you've made it this far, I appreciate it! Again, all comments and constructive criticism are welcome!