Chapter 9
The more time that elapsed, the lonelier that I got.
I kept thinking about Vic, vacationing in faraway New York, three thousand miles from where I was. If only he could at least call me, but I knew he didn't want to take a chance like that. His wife was no doubt keeping track of him like crazy, and he probably scarcely had a free minute.
I noticed how affectionate Pal wanted to get all the time. It bothered me, since one side of me would have liked to relented and allowed him to take as many liberties as he desired. But I was a little fearful about following through in that particular fashion, since I realized just how much damage I might be doing to myself overall. After all, I kept telling myself, he was an animal, but I could get quite easily attached to him. I could never forget .the degree of enjoyment that I experienced having sex with him before.
One evening as I was reading a book, Pal walked over toward me. He began rubbing against me, after which he started to lick my hand, which was the closest part of my body he could get to.
"There you go again, trying to play Romeo," I shook my head.
I tried to ignore him, but the longer he kept it up, the more I realized I liked what he was doing.
Before I knew it, I was shutting the book, then walking with him into the bedroom.
"Maybe I'm some kind of a nut, but I'll ball with you anyway," I looked down at Pal and smiled.
He just wagged his tail, obediently trailing behind me as I entered inside the bedroom and closed the door.
I removed the dress I had been wearing, then stepped out of my panties. My last act of undressing was to undo my bra and let it drop to the floor. "All right, so it's up to you, baby," I said, climbing into the bed.
As I lay there on my back, spreading my legs, I waited for Pal to make the first move. I couldn't bring myself to initiate the action. I don't know why. I guess something told me that I wouldn't be as guilty if he assumed the initiative. It was really silly to be thinking in terms of any guilt context. After all, if I wanted to ball with him, I wanted to ball with him, no matter who was taking the actual initiative.
As I lay there on my back, my eyes openly attentive, be jumped up on top of the bed. He moved quickly toward me. He dropped his head down between my legs and kissed my pussy several times. He then decided to put his tongue to work.
"Oh, honey, you're so good at lovemaking," I exclaimed.
My handsome young man started to sniff around my asshole. He slipped his tongue forward, allowing it to plunge into my anus.
"Oh, that really feels good," I sighed. "Run your tongue into my asshole, baby. Come on, honey. I really want you to do it. Slide it, darling. Work it, sweetheart. You really know how to turn me on. Oh, yes, baby, work your tongue."
My ass cheeks twisted restlessly as Pal kept sending his tongue ever higher into my asshole. With steady, sweeping movements he drove his tongue eagerly, enjoying every stroke that he sent my way.
"That's nice," I sighed, "oh, keep moving your tongue, baby. You really know how to give me beautiful action. Oh, darling, keep it moving. Yes, sweetheart, oh, what a beautiful tongue you have. Just keep it sliding, oh, drive it in my asshole. Baby, oh, I love it."
As my hips darted back and forth continuously, he pursued my asshole with great vigor. The faster that he sucked, the more I recognized that I was going to have to shoot.
"Oh, darling, I'm so excited," I sighed. "Keep it rolling, baby. Just keep splashing me with your tongue. Oh, the way you flip it in my asshole. You're so good, your tongue is so beautiful."
When he finally removed his hot tongue from my anus, he slipped it toward my pussy.
"Oh, you're gonna bring me off," I sighed. "Go ahead, darling. I know you want to do it. I need it, darling. Oh, I need it so bad. Go ahead and suck me, baby. Oh, yeah, sweetheart, go to work, drive your tongue, oh, work it fast."
As my body kept twisting, Pal worked his tongue, driving it back and forth. He entered my pussy speedily, working his tongue with swift, blinding force, determined to bring me off as quickly as he could.
"Oh, eat my box," I exclaimed, "baby, maybe it's wrong, I don't know, but I still want you. Come on, canine lover, and eat out my snatch. Oh, honey, I want you to do it. Drive it fast, baby. Oh, go after my mound. Oh, I feel such a tremendous itch. It shows just how close I'm getting. Yes, very close, oh, so very close. I'm gonna shoot, yes, oh, I'm really going to juice this time."
A few stirring strokes later, I realized just how close I was getting to climax.
My legs were twisting and turning with every hot, jolting thrust that he sent deep into my love pit.
"Oh, bring me off," I sighed, "come on, darling, and work your tongue into my mound. Oh, slide it into me, baby. Yes, sweetheart. Oh, you're good, very good. Oh, what a perfect pussy sucker you are. Just drive your tongue, darling. Keep working it, sweetheart. Oh, you've just about got me there."
My legs kicked out several times, after which I recognized I had reached the point at which I would be unable to withstand any more in the way of his sucking movements.
At that point the juices began to shoot from my mound. As they spurted into Pal's waiting mouth, I reached out and gripped him behind his neck.
"Oh, keep your tongue in my box, go after every hot drop of it," I sighed. "Oh, eat my box out, baby. Come on, darling, go after the juice. Yes, go after every bit of it. Oh, eat me, baby, yes, you're doing a great job of it, oh, eat every drop."
He removed his tongue from my mound, licking his lips with satisfaction after he completed his tongue action.
"You're such a nice dog," I said.
I reached out and petted him on top of the head. His tail wagged several times, after which he stretched out on the bed.
As I looked at his long, lean, very handsome form, I began thinking of him in ways that I never had before. I wondered what it would be like to do something really intimate with him. I mean, we had done some intimate things in the past, but I was thinking of going even beyond what we had done. I reached out with both hands and cupped them around his cock. I then started to explore the full range of his huge penis, pumping my fingers up and down his long organ.
"You've got such a beautiful cock," I told him. It was quite evident that handsome young Pal was happy receiving ~the attention that I was providing for him. His tail wagged, and as he looked at me, he was clearly telling me that I could provide him with more of the same action.
I continued to play with his cock, only now I was moving my fingers even more briskly than before. I liked that kind of action, and just clutching his long cock got me in the mood for greater passion.
"You're so cute," I exclaimed. "You're a handsome young guy. Oh, yes, you really are. I just love moving my fingers around your cock. Oh, yeah, baby. This is good. I like it, darling."
I pumped my fingers over his penis a few more times, after which I finally removed them from his dick.
My heart palpitated with fearful anxiety. Then I wondered if I had the nerve to go through with what I was thinking of doing.
AS MY HEAD MOVED FORWARD, I thrust out my tongue and got set to put it to work on his cock.
I moved my tongue slowly against his penis. At first I touched just the very tip of it. I couldn't move any faster than that. It was quite an adjustment for me to make, even at a time when I desired him a great deal.
While my tongue tickled the tip of Pal's long hard dick, I reached out with my fingers and explored his balls. I loved touching his testicles, and as I moved my fingers over them briskly, I began to extend my tongue action considerably.
Whereas in the beginning I had run my tongue over the very tip of his cock, I now started to work it up and down the full length of his pecker.
I kept up the cock sucking for a little while, then removed my tongue from his dick and put it to work on his balls. Back and forth I smoothly maneuvered my tongue, enjoying the stroking pace that I was setting.
While my tongue worked briskly over his penis, I worked my fingers over his dick. I squeezed his long, hard cock, developing confidence every time that I touched and sucked him.
This time when I removed my tongue from his testicles, I knew what was coming next. My tongue would go to work with a flourish on Pal's long, hard spear.
As I worked my tongue with determination, I let my head bob. I was working with great conviction, driving my tongue speedily as I worked it up and down his huge, erect phallus.
I could hear his heavy breathing, and recognized just how close he was to climaxing in my mouth.
The longer and faster that I circulated my tongue over his penis, the closer I knew I was driving him to the big moment.
His tongue hung out, and he kept on gasping loudly as the sucking efforts continued. I kept on driving my tongue against his rod, bringing him ever closer to the point of orgasm.
While my fingers diligently explored his testicles, I prepared myself for the big moment. There was a thick load of juice stored up in his cock, and I was looking forward to swallowing every droplet of it.
A few moments later, he was ready to juice. I could tell from the way that he was panting. His body started to quiver as the first few droplets of hot white orgasmic fluid shot from the end of his cock.
Carefully I steadied myself, preparing to receive some more hot bolts of juice from the end of his spear. As I sucked, receiving his juices, they began to shoot voluminously out of his instrument and into my waiting mouth.
Relentlessly I tugged at his balls, enjoying the great satisfaction I was receiving at the culmination of the act.
While my fingers kept right on working, the sea of passionate liquid kept on spurting out of the end of his cock.
I swallowed every droplet of cream that shot from his hard dick, after which I removed my tongue from his pecker.
"I wonder just what you would feel like doing for an encore," I looked over at him and smiled. "You're such a handsome dog, you are. I know you're ready to fuck me some more. Sure you are. You want me, you want me badly. Yeah, I sucked you off, and now I'll bet you're ready to ram your dick into me."
I got down on my hands and knees, wondering if I was daring enough to try another ploy. On the previous occasion I had allowed Pal the liberty of slamming his penis into my pussy. This time around I was thinking about letting him have access inside my asshole.
I flipped my butt back and forth, doing everything that I could to entice Pal. He responded affirmatively, his tail wagging. He kept watching my buttocks, getting more turned on that I twisted them. Finally I reached back and grabbed his hard cock. I pushed his instrument toward my asshole, determined to let him inside my hot butt.
"I want you to fuck me," I said, "oh, yeah, I want you in my asshole, sweetheart. I really want a good fuck. Oh, baby, you can do it for me. You can really screw me. You can fuck my asshole. Oh, yeah, you can fuck me until you juice."
I kept pushing his prick ever deeper into my asshole. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, recognizing that it would hurt in the early stages.
When he finally locked his penis inside my asshole, I gasped painfully. But I sure didn't want to cry out with pain. I didn't want to do anything at that point that would in any way discourage my canine lover.
"Go to work, Pal baby, drive your cock inside my asshole," I encouraged. "Oh, yeah, honey. I really want it. I want you to stick your dick into me. Oh, slam it hard, baby, really give me a good fuck."
I tightened my ass muscles, then flipped my buttocks back and forth a few times, giving him the cue as to just what I wanted.
My movements got the job done. With radar-like effectiveness, he pushed his cock into high gear, commencing to slam it high inside my asshole.
"Ah, you're in me and I love it," I sighed, "just keep going, darling. Oh, I want you to slam your cock inside my asshole. Drive it hard, baby, oh, put it to me. Slam your dick inside my asshole. Drive it hard, sweetheart. Oh, I really do want it. Fuck me, oh, slam your cock. Drive it inside my asshole, please, baby, keep it going. Yes, honey, oh, I really do want it. Oh, I love your stabs."
While the firm, systematic movements continued, he kept on grinding his dick ever so faithfully deep inside my asshole.
"Keep pumping," I called out, "oh, darling you're doing it. You're really slamming your cock home. Oh, drive it into my rectum. Fuck me, oh, take charge, baby, really put it to me. Slam it hard, lover, oh, I want every bit of it. I want you so bad, baby. You can do it. Oh, slide your cock into my asshole. Come on and drive it, baby. Oh, lover, slide it, screw me, fuck me."
My body twisted with great zeal. I found myself enjoying every stab that he sent my way. He kept on effectively grinding his cock ever deeper into my asshole. He kept charging forward, driving his dick, slamming it relentlessly as he pushed over closer to orgasm.
"I'm sure you're gonna juice soon," I sighed, "and so am I, baby. I can't take too much of that kind of action. Oh, it's just too good. Yes, it's almost too good to be true. You're so good at it. Oh, your cock's so beautiful. Just keep gliding it into my ass. Oh, keep slamming it into my asshole, darling. You're so good, oh, so nice, so very nice. Keep it moving."
A few timely strokes later, I unleashed my juices. I heaved a loud gasp, then announced, "I'm going, baby. I don't think it's gonna be long before you juice. I need your juices, honey. Come on and pour them into me. Yes, baby. Oh, give me your hot juices. Pour them into my asshole. Please, baby, you can do it. Oh, just drive your cock forward a few more times. Just a few more stabs. Oh, I'm so ready, I've never been more ready. Drive your dick. Oh, slam it into me. Oh, pump your pecker, lover, slip it into me, darling, oh, I want it, I really want it, slide it, baby, yes, do it, oh, I know you'll do it. You're gonna juice, yes, darling, you really are."
A few moments later, the juices shot from the end of his long, hard spear and into my asshole.
"Great, oh, the triumph is at hand," I laughed. "That I really like. Oh, honey, this is groovy. Just great. Oh, darling, I love it."
While he kept twisting. with great joy and satisfaction as he unloaded his pecker juices into my ass, I felt elated.
Just as he was finishing up, I listened to the sound of him licking his lips. He was every bit as pleased over what he had done as I was over having received his blistering stabs.
"You're my man, oh, yeah, Pal, there's' only one man like you," I said, tucking him under the chin playfully.
It was great lying next to him. It was comforting just to be around my handsome canine lover.