Date: Thu, 27 Sep 2007 23:44:40 -0400
From: doctordogt@hotmail.com
Subject: Can You Feed the Dogs for a Week?

     As I peered through the creaky gate, the dogs turned their attention
to me. In the dimming twilight I could still make out one wagging his tail
cautiously. Three mixed breeds, the dominant male was Max who seemed to be
a mostly Lab mix with his shiny black coat revealing a muscular chest and
forelegs. It was this muscular build that had drawn my attention as, during
the sweltering summer, I had seen him mount the other male dogs, never
satisfying his sexual needs, but leaving no doubt about his power. The
other dogs, also male, would resist his advances but one in particular,
seemed aroused by the struggle. A tall dog, mostly hound, his shimmering
cock would protrude almost 6 inches as he worked to free himself from the
lust of the larger Max. The smaller beagle, though seldom bothered by Max's
advances would watch the antics while wagging his tail and occasionally
licking Max intimately after his frustrating attempts. Max, with all his
power and determination, had not been able to satisfy his needs.
   That I was lurking in the back yard of my neighbor was unsettling to
me. My journey to this point had started with my observations but had
recently taken on a new curiosity, a new urgency. Though I had never had
sex with a man, something about Max was intriguing. His powerful walk as he
patrolled the perimeter of the fence would captivate me as his rippling
shoulders and loins would protrude and flex in the sunlight. His balls
swinging halfway to the ground on the sweltering summer days had mesmerized
me with thoughts of pleasing him. Max, if he was willing, was worthy of
making me his bitch. When he looked into my eyes from across the yard I
swear he wanted to fuck me. Tonight he would have his chance. My fantasies
had him using me for his pleasure and me wanting only to make him
satisfied. The simple request, "Would you mind feeding the dogs while we
are away?" had offered me the chance. I was obsessed with his pleasure.
   The dogs were always friendly when I fed them, but Max seemed to take a
different interest in me. He was prone to bury his nose in the crack of my
ass and had, on three occasions, been able to quickly slip his tongue
inside the leg of my shorts. He seemed to know my fantasies and was
seducing me. I felt myself yielding to his advances until I realized my
fantasies were no secret to him. Yesterday his seduction was confirmed as I
was kneeling to move the food bowls. Max jumped on my back and began
probing my shorts with his stiffening cock while he whispered a gutteral
groan in my ear. My mind was spinning at the thought of his sensing my
desire and, though I had to escape his clutches, I hesitated - signaled my
future lover with a feminine whimper - and allowed him to know his behavior
was OK. We had agreed. He wanted to bury his seed deep inside me and I
wanted to please him however he wished. My dick was made of granite as I
walked home with my head spinning.
  So as darkness fell I was closing the gate on my past. As I walked slowly
toward the dogs the beagle happily began jumping in circles while Max
approached me in a proud and knowing way. Without hesitation he walked
behind me and nudged the crack of my ass with his nose. The hound mix
revealed an interest in me as the tip of his cock protruded slightly from
his sheath. I slowly removed my shorts and shirt as Max immediately began
licking me from my balls through the crack of my ass. My knees buckled from
the pleasure as I fell to the ground without a concern about my fate. All I
could imagine was that the rough licking Max was giving me would eventually
lead to the consummation of our needs. My head was again spinning as I lay
my cheek on the cool deck with my tight love hole presented to Max. It was
as though lights were flashing in my eyes each time his tongue teased my
gradually loosening hole. As I relaxed he plunged his tongue deeper inside
me until I was immobilized in ecstasy...wanting him to make me his. I
couldn't have moved if I had wanted to. Max was completing his seduction.
   He stopped licking me for what seemed an eternity. I whispered for him
to please start again, begging to gain more of his loving attention when I
felt his weight on my back. Pressing my middle back lower so as to tilt my
aching hole into a more lustful angle, the lips of my boy pussy parted
slightly.  I pressed back with my ass to show him my desire. I noticed my
mouth was thick with saliva nearly running from my lips. I spat it onto my
fingers and reached between my legs to place it on my hole. The
slipperiness was such that my fingers easily slid into my hole spreading
the sensuous lubricant inside me. He gently probed between my fingers as he
tightened his grip around my waist, clutching me in a passionate embrace,
pulling me back to his loins as he gently sampled my most intimate places
with the sharp point of his power. SPurts of his boiling cock splattered
above my hole and ran down to moisten my pussy even more.
   He felt his way gently below my hole then above and with thousands of
years of sexual instinct touched my hole. He inserted his loving cock an
inch or so as my slippery love hole squeezed his member. He drove himself
deeper into my wetness and began to stroke his lover. Once again he
whispered that gutteral growl in my ear; his hot breath raising goose bumps
all over my body as he made me his cunt. Slowly at first he drove deeper
into me. As his animal lust took over he began to drive deeper and deeper,
filling me with his hot meat. I could feel my hole loosening, accepting his
love as he focused all his male power into my waiting ass. He drove deep
into my belly and the sliding cock was torturing my hole to new heights. My
mind was pure white as I heard my breathing grow deeper and deeper. His
cock was searching my loving depths creating a tingling sensation behind my
navel. A tingling that grew with the aching in my balls on each stroke deep
into my need. He repeatedly licked my ear causing my boypussy to spasm
around his dick driving him to lust madness.
   My hole was only for his pleasure now. As I felt myself loosen, wanting
all of his seed buried deep in my belly, his knot began straining to enter
me on each lunge of his loins. I could feel my hole stretch slightly more
on each stroke as my lover and master tightened his grip on my bitch waist
and ground into me. My belly sucked his dick - begging him to bury his full
knot deep in my belly. My fear was that I would be too small for his knot
and that I may leave him without all the pleasure he deserves. I pressed my
wet hole into his loins as I relaxed my wanting hole- sucking him deeper
inside. His knot pressed against me again and again, each time stretching
me to acceptance, to submission, to his desires.
   As his knot dropped into my bowels it sounded like gunshots. The pure
white in my eyes began to spin as his cock drove to the depths of my soul,
driving a sensation of ecstasy between my ribs. I could feel the power of
his maleness deep inside me as he ground his knot deeper and
deeper. Without warning my hole tightened around the root of his maleness
as ropes of jism from my cock began to stretch from my cock to the
ground. Instinctively I reached my hand beneath me to catch every drop and
to bring it to my lips. The salty, slippery cum was too precious to lose,
fucked from me by my master and lover. I savored the taste as Max drove his
knot deep into me, pulsing the cum from my balls. The tight ring of my love
hole embraced him, forever I hoped. Each time my hole pulsed from the
pleasure another hot spurt of his seed would find its place deep inside
me. With each pulse his knot grew larger and larger until I knew he had
made me truly his. We would remain locked in this passion until he wished
me free. His knot continued to grow, filling me completely, with his meat,
and with satisfaction. Soon the knot was so large it was as though I became
part of him, and extension of his lust. He placed his paws on my back,
lightly scratching me with short strokes, and rose tall as he stretched for
the moon and jammed his dick into me deeper still.
    Then his weight fell upon my back as he groaned softly. The weight
further tilted my hole into him and he drove his knot deeper with three
loving strokes. As he lay upon my back each of his heartbeats would send a
warm surge of his seed deep inside me. My lover and I were one.
    After some time I awoke to the sensation of him tugging at my hole with
his knot, trying to free himself. My only wish was that he stay with me, to
not leave me, to keep his cock deep inside me for a while longer. I only
want to pleasure him and I am so certain I can find more for him in this
moment. His tugs became more insistent, then urgent, when in frustration he
turned himself around scratching me, hurting me, to face away from me with
his butt to mine. I had seen this behavior in dogs. Does this mean he
doesn't love me? I feel his cock slowly turning in my ever-tightening ass
with a soothing sensation. And then I noticed spurts deep in my belly,
longer and hotter than before. It was his seed filling my needs. My
desire. I wanted it all.
  So there we were, locked in passion, me, wanting to remain forever, and
my lover, tugging for freedom, his seed delivered. He pumped his seed deep
inside me even as he plotted his escape.  And I opened my eyes to see the
beagle licking my escaped jism from the ground and the hound mix began
licking the juices from Max and me - lapping the rope of cum dragging out
of my dick.

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Middle Georgia