6 comments/ 105614 views/ 37 favorites Uncle Jim's Pet Store Ch. 01 By: vic_elor As a young child I spent many of my summers working at my Uncle Jim's pet shop. I loved animals and since my parents wouldn't let me have a pet, working there was more like fun then work. Don't get me wrong, lugging around large bags of dog food and cat litter wasn't easy or fun but getting to play with the animals afterwards made it worth while. As I grew older I wasn't able to spend as much time at the store anymore. My classes got harder, girls got cuter, and I needed to get a job that would pay, so eventually I had to stop going to Jim's store altogether. It was sad at first but as life got busier my mind became more and more preoccupied and eventually I had completed forgotten about those wonderful days. That is, until recently. It was graduation day in my senior year in college when I received a telegram from Mr. Seben, the family lawyer. It seems Uncle Jim had died only a few days ago and since he had no children of his own he had left his pet store to me. The letter from the lawyer included a section written by him that advised me to sell the store since it had not been doing very good business for years. I considered what the lawyer had written and almost decided to put the store up for sale when I felt strong urge, as if the fates were telling me not to sell. I though maybe this was sign. I was graduating and yet had not been able to secure a job. Maybe fate had been planning for me take over the store all along. In the end I decided I should at least go and look around the store, for old time sake if for nothing else. When I arrived at the store I found that Mr. Seben had been more then polite when he described the state of my Uncle's store. What had been an inviting, well kept little corner shop now was falling apart and stunk of decay. The outside of the building was covered in flyers, political posters, and gang tags. With the outside as it was I was afraid to peer into the inside but I knew I had too. I couldn't even imagine the old store when I looked inside. The cages were empty and turned over, many of them rusted or broken apart at the hinges. All of the pet food bags had been ripped open and their contents were scattered across the floor. The rank odor I had smelled outside was even stronger in here and was amplified by the sound of rats gnawing away at wood and food remains somewhere in the store. I was ready to turn around when I heard something heart wrenching. I had to strain my ears to make sure I heard it because it was so faint but I knew that it was there. There was a faint whimper coming from the back of the shop. The tone was definitely canine and it sounded like it was in pain. I tried hard to keep myself from crying but despite my attempted bravado I couldn't keep a few small tears from rolling down my cheek. The poor thing had probably injured itself in part of the decaying remains of the store and had been trapped in the building for days or even weeks. Even if I did nothing else with this rats nest I couldn't leave without helping that poor dog. I followed the sound of the whimpering all the way through the store to the back storage room and found that the door was unlocked. "At least it should be easy to rescue the mutt" I thought to myself as I opened the door and looked inside. I stood in the doorway completely still for a moment from the shock of what I saw. There was no dog in this back room at all. Only one cage in the whole store was still intact and it was in this back room. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, it was so barbaric. Locked inside the cage was a woman, and naked no less. "You poor thing, how did you get stuck in this…" I said to her as I walked over to her and began to open the cage. With the cage partway unlocked I stopped in shock for no less then the third time since I arrived at the store. At first I thought someone had played a perverted joke on her. Her cage was obviously designed for a large breed of dog and before who ever had locked her up in the cage had attached a dog collar and fake dog ears onto her head. When I spoke to her she slowly lifted her head to look at me. I could see from the glazed look in her eyes that she hadn't eaten in days but as soon as I removed the pin that held the cage door shut her eyes changed. Exhaustion and depression where replaced by the joy of freedom and without even a pause she bounded out of her cage. It seemed odd to me that after being imprisoned in that cage that she would crawl out of the cage. The first thing I had expected her to do was stand up and take off the fake ears yet instead she remained on all fours and began to rub up against my legs in a playful manner. I was about to ask her who had done this to her and if she wanted me to call the police when I noticed two things that just didn't make sense. First, someone had attached a tail to her but it wasn't inserted into her ass and I couldn't see any suction cup to hold it on. Secondly, I suddenly realized her tail was waging. "You must be my new master!" She said, turning her face up to mine so that I could see the elation in her eyes. "Who did this to you?" I asked her as her previous statement started to soak in. "Did what? Ohhh…. You smell like my old master." "What do you mean what? Who put you in that cage? Wait, I smell like your old master? Who was you old master?" "Master Jim gave me this cage. Isn't it nice? I got some nice blankets in there to make it more comfortable. None of the other cages have that!" She said proudly, as if it were something to brag about. "My uncle did this to you?" "Master Jim was your uncle? That must be why you smell like him." "So my uncle locked you up and put that collar on you? How could he do such a thing?" "It wasn't easy! It took a long time to find a collar big enough to fit around my neck!" "What? You are human, aren't you?" "Of course!" "But… why do you wear those ears then?" I had expected a response or at least for her to blush but instead she just looked at me with confusion. It was as if she didn't know what I was talking about. "I'm so glad you're my new master! Master Jim was a very kind master but he always told me that I was too young for him. I'm glad my new master is my age. I've wanted to prove I could be a good girl for so long!" She said as she started to play with the zipper on my pants. "Wait… what?" "Hmm…" She mumbled to herself as she tried to get my pants unbuttoned. "What are you doing?" "Finally!" She exclaimed as she managed to unbutton my jeans and slide them down, "You smell so good. You must taste wonderful!" "What? What?" I was shocked when she ripped off my boxers and started to lick the tip of my penis. My shock turned to confusion as her doglike ears perked up and her tail began to wag faster with every lick. "Oh, you taste heavenly! I'm must have been a really good girl to deserve you!" I tried to restrain myself but it was to no avail. My cock began to grow hard. "Why did Jim make you wear those ears?" I asked her, unable to take my eyes off of her. "Huh? What do you mean? What other ears could I have?" She asked, quite confused, as she stated to take in my shaft. I reached down touched one of her ears but retracted my hand quickly. I could hear a muffled giggle as her dog-like ear twitched in response to my touch. "They are real?" "Umm…" She murmured as she started to run her tongue around my cock. "The tail too?" "Umm…" She murmured again as she tried to swallow my whole cock. She obviously hadn't had any practice at deep throating but I could tell she wasn't going to let that stop her. Despite her body wanting to gag she continued to try and take in my shaft. I had never in my life seen a girl try so hard to give a good blowjob. "So you're human… but you have a tail and your ears are…" She just smiled and nodded slightly. "How did you get to be this way? Were you born this way?" Again she just nodded a little. "But how? Were your parents…?" As soon as I mentioned her parents, tears began to well up in her eyes. "Did you know you're parents?" She closed her eyes and shook her head no. "I'm so sorry. Was it Jim that raised you then?" Again she nodded yes. For a few moments we sat with only the sound of her slurping my cock breaking the silence. "Oh god, I barely know you… but this feels so good." She smiled at what she perceived as being a compliment and I grew harder as I watched her breasts heave up and down with her motions. "God you're cute! I think…. Ohh" I could feel my balls starting to tighten and I knew it wouldn't be long. "Master, are you alright?" She asked, pulling my cock out of her mouth to speak. That last master pushed me over the edge. I closed my eyes and groaned. When I opened them I saw that I had splattered my cum all over the dog girls face. As I sighed with release, she began to smile. "Did I do good master? Did I make you happy?" She asked me with a look that showed she actually was concerned with my response. "Yes, you made me very happy." I said as my body began to relax again. "So then you'll keep me?" She asked with the longing look of a lost puppy. I smiled at her as she remained kneeled in front of me, desperately waiting for my response. Uncle Jim's Pet Store Ch. 02 This was completely crazy! I needed time to think about what was going on, but I couldn't just leave her here. This place was the epitome of decay. It was not fit for man nor beast, so whichever she was I couldn't just leave her here. It was harder to get her to leave the shop then I had expected. To me it was run down and decrepit but to her it was the only home she knew. Still, I couldn't let her stay here by herself and I surely wasn't going to stay any longer then I had to. Thirty minutes later, after lots of quiet convincing and softly stroking her ears, I got her to get into my car. There was only one thing I hadn't accounted for... "Grrrrrrr..." I had just had my car into the repair shop two weeks ago, there was no reason for it to be making that noise, but every time I tried to turn over the engine it made that noise. Then it became clear what was really going on. When I turned and looked at my passenger I noticed she was lurched forward and trying to intimidate the engine as if it were a beast prepping to attack us. "You've never been in car before, have you?" "Grrr.... What?" She said as if I had awoken her out of a trance. "You've never been in a car before?" I could tell from the confused look on her face that she hadn't ever seen a car before, let alone been in one. "Don't worry; it's not going to hurt you. It's just a machine." As the car started to move down the street she stopped growling but as I watched her out of the corner of my eye I could tell she was scared. She obviously felt foolish for trying to scare off an inanimate object and was terrified by the concept of moving so fast even though she was not herself moving. "If you're scared you could lean your head up against my shoulder if that would make you feel better." Before I even finished my sentence I could feel her rubbing up against me. "I'm not scared master." She said with a trembling voice that made it clear she was lying, "Where are we going?" "I already told you that." I said, trying to talk in as calm a voice as possible. She was scared and confused and even though I was even more surprised then she was I had decided I would take control of the situation and decide what to do. "I know.... But I forgot." "We're going back to my apartment." "Apartment?" "My home." "Oh!" She said while trying to move herself even closer to me, "You're taking me home with you." ----------- It was a two hour ride from the pet store back to my apartment and she had fallen asleep long before the trip was over. I had wrapped her up in my coat when we first left the pet store just in case anyone happened to look our way. Now she had curled herself up into a ball on the front seat and wore my coat like a blanket. She was so beautiful lying there completely still that I wanted to just watch her. Still, we had finally made it home and I was tired. "Wake up," I whispered in her little dog ear, "wake up. We're home." As soon I said home her ears perked up and she leaped into an upright position so quickly my coat feel off her. "I'm home? We're here? Can I see it? Please! Please!" I could hear her tail swishing back and forth at lightning speed as it rustled up against the jacket that had fallen behind her. Obviously I had not fully realized what was going on with her. I had brought her home so I could figure out what to do about her. It was clear now though that when I took her out of the pet shop she saw herself as mine and even if I wanted to get rid of her I couldn't. Still, she was cute loving and loyal. Why would I want to get rid of her? "You have to put the coat back on in case any of the neighbors see you." Her tail suddenly stopped waging and she looked like she was about to cry. "You don't like me? Am I ugly? Are you ashamed to have other people see me with you? What ever is wrong with me I can change it! Just tell me what it is you don't like about...." I put my finger over her mouth to silence her like you would a little child. "Shh, you misunderstand me. I like the way you look, it's just illegal for women to be naked in public. If they saw you without the coat on you might get in trouble." "Oh, ok." She said as relief spread across her face. She quickly through the jacket around herself and started to wage her tail again. "Is this good enough master?" I was lucky that I was taller then her so that my coat stretched down just far enough to cover her. "That will be fine, now come on out and follow me inside." I realized that telling her to follow me was pointless because she was going to even if I told her not too. For the entire trip from my car to the inside of my apartment I could feel her shallow breaths on my neck. She was standing so close that I could feel her soft breasts pushing into my back. "Is this your apartment master?" My apartment was a very simple one bedroom apartment. It had only the basic furnishing that a college student would want and the mess made it perfectly clear that a woman had not lived her in quite a while. "Yes, yes it is." "Can I take off your coat now master?" "If you'd like." As soon as the words left my mouth the coat was on the ground and she was bounding about the apartment. "What's this? What's that? What does this do?" She said as she ran about looking at and sniffing everything she could find. It was actually pretty erotic watching her run around. With every step she took her bare breasts bounced about and every time she leaned down to sniff something she'd stick her butt out in the air and wave her tail around. It didn't take very long for me to get aroused. As soon as my cock became hard she was back by my side as if she knew what was going on in my pants. "Please master!" "Please what?" "I want it so bad." "You want what so bad?" "You master. I want you in me! I want you to fuck me hard! Please! I can't wait any longer!" "Wait... what? Are you serious?" She was obviously serious because she was already using what she had learned from the last time and had gotten my pants unzipped and onto the floor. "Please master! If you don't mate with me right now I might lose control." Apparently she had misjudged herself because she couldn't wait. I was just about to smile at her and take her into my bedroom when she caught me by surprise and pushed me down onto the ground. It took her less then a second to be on top of me and even less time for to get my stiff shaft inside of her cunt. "Oh god master, I didn't know it would feel so big the first time!" "First time? You're a virgin?" "I've never had a master my own age before so I've never mated before now... but it feel so good I don't think I'll ever want to stop. Ohh." As she lay on top of me, riding me like a wild animal her perky breasts bounced playfully in front of my face. If this really was her first time then I knew she wouldn't be expecting anything. With one fluid motion I took one of her nipples between two fingers and squeezed while I took her other nipple into my mouth bit down ever so gently. She let out a primal noise as her body tensed up and her pussy contracted around me cock tighter then I had ever felt before. She buried her face into my chest as I could feel her orgasm running down my shaft. "That felt so good master. I love mating with you." "Good, because we're not done yet!" Uncle Jim's Pet Store Ch. 03 Yesterday was the best day of the young dog-girl's life. It felt like she had spent weeks locked up in her cage in the back room of Jim's store. Jim had never left her alone that long before and as the days passed she began to fear he'd never come back. After a few days the food he had left her had run out and the smell of that room grew worse and worse. She had seen some of the animals in the store die and every day she began to believe more and more that the growling in her stomach, the pains in her head, and the weakness in her limbs were all signs that she was going to die as well. Before the light bulb in her room burned out she spent most of her days howling to alleviate her fear but once the bulb died all she could do was whimper in the dark. Then she caught his scent. At first she thought she was imagining it but the longer it lingered the more she began to realize it was real. After so long alone the smell of someone else was almost intoxicating. With each deep breath her excitement grew as the scent began to make more sense. It wasn't just anyone that had entered the store. The person was a man, but not Jim. His scent was close to Jim's though, almost like a puppy's scent is similar to that of its mother. He had heard her whimpering and followed it to her. When he opened her cage she was not only free of her death trap but all of her problems as well. This new man wasn't old like Jim but her age and that plus his relationship to Jim meant to her that clearly he was to be her new master. And, though she didn't know why, she instantly loved him. His mere presence made her body tingle in ways she couldn't understand. His smile made her tail wage uncontrollably. His voice made her ears perk straight up. And when he touched her she could hardly control her lustful desires. She had never had a lover before or a master she lusted over so she wasn't sure how to deal with what was going on. All she could do was act on instinct and hope that he would teach her the rest. She was scared at first when he seemed unwilling to be her master, but fear was replaced with joy when he reluctantly accepted her devotion. By the time he brought her to her new home his reluctance was gone and her joy became pure elation. Within 24 hours she had gone from a starving, virgin pup trapped in a cage to a well fed dog-girl lying in her master's bed, still covered in sweat and love juices from the night before. And despite the fact that the exhaustion that had ended last nights fun had not been completely resolved by the relatively few hours of sleep, her semi-conscious mind had already begun to fire up her sex drive. She had dreamed about him all night yet her body now wanted the real thing. She wanted to rub up against him to feel his relaxing warmth. She wanted to kiss him all over his body and gently lick him so her senses would be smothered by his presence. The soft moaning of sleepy girl became the panicked whimpering of one who couldn't find her master. When her eyes opened, her panic changed into horror. Her master was gone and she was all alone. Thoughts began to quickly flow through her mind just like the tears that had begun to flow down her cheeks. Maybe she hadn't tried hard enough? Maybe she wasn't any good? Maybe she wasn't loyal enough? Maybe he found someone better then her? Maybe she was ugly? Maybe this was some form of punishment for passing out? Maybe he would be gone just like Jim? Maybe, just like Jim, he would never come back? The last few months had been an emotional roller coaster. First so far down and then up higher then she thought she could ever go and now crashing back down even further before. All this had worn her thin. All she could do now was act on her animalistic drives. His scent was everywhere in the room and it was driving her crazy. Still, one part of the room had a much stronger scent then the rest. Sticking her nose out like a bloodhound she sniffed the air and inched her way closer to the source of the scent. She was confused when she finally found it. Jim had shown her a mirror before, so that did not surprise her, expect this one was much bigger and stayed on the wall through some sort of unknown magic force. Any other time this would have interested her but now she was focused on what was below the mirror. On the floor sat a bin of discarded outer skin and on a small table next to it sat a piece of prickly wood. Both of these strange objects were radiating her master's scent enough to draw her here from the other side of the room. After sniffing and poking the prickly wood to make sure it was safe, she began to inspect it more closely. Unlike her original assessment, the wood turned out to only be prickly on one side and at only one end. The rest of the wood was very smooth and tapered off as it moved away from the prickly end. While the purpose of this piece of wood eluded her, she had figured out how to safely handle it. Her curiosity was peeked and she began to imagine how this wood was used. If she held it by the thicker end and made sure not to touch the prickles, this wood almost resembled a finger. Testing her theory, she closed her eyes and began to rub the smooth end over her stomach, pretending it was her master gently touching her. She could hear his voice in her head trying to southing her, repeating over and over "you're my good girl." She jolted when she realized that she had moved the wood down to her thighs without even thinking about it. As it touched her vaginal lips she realized what part of her had already known. The wood, with its scent and shape, resembled not only part of her master's hand but his cock as well. Having found a purpose for the prickly wood, she placed it back on the table paying careful attention to place it back in the exact the same spot that she had found it. Now she wanted to figure out why the bin was there. She had learned about outer skin was she was little so she closed her eyes tightly and tried to remember back to then. ------------------- Jim wouldn't let her leave the back rooms while the store was open. She could never understand why Jim wouldn't let her see the other people who came into the store, but Jim was in charge so she did what she was told. Still, whenever Jim would forget to close the door all the way she would secretly peer through and watch all the different people move around. Once the store closed she was finally allowed out into the main section of the store until Jim left to go home. There were so many different animals out in the store and she loved to play with them; at least most of them. She felt a special bond to the puppies, the kittens were fairly agreeable, the fish couldn't leave the water but they were pretty, and some of the birds could talk like her. She hated the snakes though. All they did was lay there and hiss and look at her with their cold eyes. When ever she went near the snake cage she would growl at them just to show them she wasn't afraid of them. Even though she hated the snakes, they did help her to understand people and their outer skin. Jim had explained to her that snakes would shed there skin once they got to big for it. She realized then that, unlike her, humans must sometimes have an outer skin that they outgrow and discard. That would be why Jim and the other people she saw always had different colors and textures covering their arms and legs and chests. She was surprised though at how fast humans outgrew their outer coverings. Snakes could take months or longer to outgrow and shed, but people seemed to do it almost everyday! Whiling the humans shedding seemed odd to her, she knew that dogs sometimes shed their fur. So, she decided that the rate of shedding must be different for every animal. She could never figure out the proper way to ask Jim if she was right about shedding and since she didn't want to upset him, she simply assumed she was right and forgot about it. ------------------- She still didn't know why her master kept his sheddings in this bin or even at all but when she accidentally knocked the bin over she no longer had time to think about it. Her master might be furious with her if she didn't clean up this mess. She got down onto her hands and knees and began to scoop up the mess on the floor when her instincts completely took over her. This pile was soft to the touch and felt and smelled like her master. She couldn't believe that now instead of cleaning up the mess she was lying in it and rubbing it over her body. When she found a smaller piece of the mess that smelled not only like her master but like sex as well any sense of self-control was lost. Holding the sex scented article in one hand and the prickly wood in the other, she began to rub her breasts. She quickly closed her eyes and dived into a fantasy. "Oh yes master, telling me I'm your good girl! Please!" She begged her master as she licked both the article from the bin and the prickly wood one by one before returning them to her breasts. "I'm sorry I... was bad. I'll try... harder for you. Don't... ever leave me." She managed to whimper as she ran her tongue along the base of the wood, imagining it was her master's cock. "I love you master! I'll do what you want me to do. I only want to make you happy." She cried as she draped the article over her face and used both hands to move the wood to between her legs. "You make me so happy! Do I make you happy?" She mumbled, sniffing in the smell of his sex from the article that covered her face. As her body began to quiver from the scent, she very slowly began to move the wood inside of her. "Oh my god, master!" Was all she could say as she slipped the wood in deeper. She began to pant as she slowly pulled the wood almost completely out of her wet pussy and then trusted it back in. She whelped louder and louder each time she repeated this process, each time moving faster. She arched her back and began to thrust against the wooden cock each time it thrusted into her. The wood began to make a sloshing sound each time she thrusted it and each slosh and thrust brought her closer to cumming. She let out a howl when the orgasm finally came. She could feel the sweat covering her body and could smell her wetness leaking out onto the wood and the mess on the floor. She left the article with the wonderful scent over her face as she began to calm down. Still in her fantasy world, she whimpered "Please master, I lover you. Tell me that you love me." He had entered the room only a few minute ago and stood silently staring at what he saw. While he was gone she had knocked over his clothes hamper and was now lying in a giant pile of his clothes. On top of that, she had taken the boxers he was wearing last night and placed them over her head, completely obscuring her face. If that wasn't surprising enough, she was using his hair brush as a dildo and mumbling as she fucked herself. Once she finally cummed and was lying silently, dripping her love juice all over his clothes, he decided he was going to ask her what she was doing when she spoke first. "Please master, I lover you. Tell me that you love me." She asked in the shyest, most longing voice he had ever heard. He knew her senses were obscured by the underwear on her head so she wasn't asking the real him but the fantasy him she had been dreaming about. "Don't worry. I love you." He told her with a smile. He laughed as she jumped up out of the pile and shook her head furiously trying to get the underwear off. When she finally succeeded her eyes grew huge when she saw him. "Oh master, I thought you left me! I'm so sorry I made a mess. I'll clean it up, I promise." She said as she ran over to the door and fell to her knees. "Shh.... It's okay." He whispered to her as he rubbed her head in an effort to comfort her. At first she rubbed up against his leg in response but abruptly stopped. "Master, did you say you loved me?" She asked him, hoping she hadn't misheard him. "Yes... yes I did." He told her with a sigh. "Oh I'm so relieved! I thought you didn't like me and that you had left me forever and I was so scared and..." She franticly told him before he stopped her. "You thought I left you forever? Honey, all I did was go and get us some breakfast. I figured you'd be hungry after last night." Uncle Jim's Pet Store Ch. 04 It was hard to go looking for a job. It was hard to go grocery shopping. It was hard to visit friends. Hell, it was hard to do anything! He couldn't take her anywhere with him, at least not yet. He had only brought her home a few days ago and some human tasks were proving quite difficult to teach her; Self restraint for one. He couldn't imagine taking her anywhere, even late at night, until she could control her mating urges to the point that she didn't begin to franticly rub on him every time she got a whiff of his sex. Adding to that was her choice of clothing... or more accurately her lack of clothing. He had tried to dress her on several occasions but each time she began to scratch herself uncontrollably until the fabric was so ruined that it would fall off. Then there was the begging, whining, and pouting. Every time he would try to do something without her, even things as simple as go to the bathroom, she would look at him with those big puppy dog eyes and he would begin to feel guilty even though he knew he wasn't doing anything wrong. He had thought this was cute when she over-reacted the first morning they were together but now this was getting ridiculous. Today was a lazy Sunday. He had spent the last two hours reading the paper while she had spent that time blissfully napping with her head in his lap. These were the most relaxing two hours there had been since she arrived. His mind was only partially focused on the paper. Most of his thoughts were on the sleeping puppy girl. "You're upset, aren't you?" She was so quiet and motionless he hadn't even realized she had woken up. "Yeah but how can you tell?" "You smell angry." If she could smell when he was aroused he guessed it didn't seem to far fetched for her to be able to smell other emotions. Plus, dogs are very good at reading there masters emotions so maybe dog girls were as well. "What are you mad about?" She asked him. "Oh, it's nothing." He told her, not wanting to tell her the truth. "It's me, isn't it? I've been bad and now you hate me!" Here we go again he thought, although this time at least she wasn't imagining the whole thing. "I don't hate you..." He said, trailing off since he couldn't think of how to end his sentence. "But you are mad at me?" "Well..." "What have I done wrong? Please tell me and I'll change. I don't want you to be mad at me. I want my master to love me just as much as I love him." She said desperately. "Alright, I'll tell you what's wrong..." He said before being interrupted. "Do I not pay enough attention to you? I can do more. I can do LOTS more! I can't believe I was sleeping a few moments ago when I should have been satisfying you." "That's not what I meant..." "I should have been pleasing you while you read. I should have been playing with the little man in your pants!" She muttered as she hopped down off the couch and began to unzip his pants. "That's not what I meant..." "Oh? Oh!" She said in between running her tongue up and down his shift, "I understand what you're saying! You're only reading the paper because I've been neglecting your needs. I'm sorry master and you don't have to worry because that will never happen again." In one bounce that would take a gymnast years to master she moved from the floor to straddling over him. He could feel the tip of his penis gently brushing up against her lips; she was so skilled she had positioned herself perfectly and yet still left it to him to make his move. "That's not what I meant..." He told her, this time with much more hesitation. He wanted to take her just like he had done a dozen times the last few days but then she wouldn't understand. "Oh?" She said with a perplex look, "Well I saw this thing in one of those instruction manuals you keep under your bed, the ones with the glossy pictures of the pretty girls. I guess if you want to try something different..." With grace she moved her hips a few inches and let herself slide all the way down his cock. In seconds he could see the look of anguish on her face. "That feels... awkward doesn't it." He knew the answer was yes so he didn't wait for a response. "Since you've never done that before you should have let me help you with it. Next time you think we should try anal sex we'll go A LOT slower." He said as he helped her slide off of his member, "Now are you ready to actually listen to me?"