This is part two of THAT VERY FIRST NIGHT. You can find part one here:
http://www.beastforum.com/showtopic-127916.html
THAT VERY FIRST NIGHT - PART TWO
We had a great time with the couple we met. They both looked better then there pictures. She was really bi, so I had a double make that a triple good time. I am not sure if I should go into all the details here but maybe as my story grows I will add them.
We slept late the next day and I awoke lying on my side with Paul pressing his cock into my ass. I pushed back with my ass and reached down and eased his cock into my pussy, which was very wet. He fucked me using long slow strokes. I reached down taking his now very wet cock in my hand and placed the head against my asshole. With a small push he was in. I asked him to be still for a second so I could get use to the feeling of him being inside my ass. Grabbing my breast he started to jam me hard with his cock in my ass. I pushed back to meet his thrust. Morning sex for us was soft and dreamy, but this was plain old hard ass fucking. I rubbed my clit as Paul continued to fuck my ass. We both came almost at the same time. I could feel his cum pumping into my ass making my orgasm even stronger. Paul held me from behind as we both rode the waves of our orgasm. I moved my ass a little and to my surprise his cock was still hard. I pressed back and felt his cock slid all the way in my ass. We stayed like that for a while as he slowly fucked my ass while kissing my neck from behind. I felt sexy and hot, I’ve had a lot of sex with three different people in the past 24 hours. We got up and jumped in the shower together. We soaped up each other really well and he tried to find a new place to hide the soap.
We had coffee got dressed and took a ride; it was a nice fall day. We ended up down at the shore at a little place that served some very good seafood. We had a couple of drinks and a great meal. Paul said “you looked sexy as hell”. I smiling thinking back to last night with our new friends and said “you looked pretty hot yourself”. “No, not last night” Paul said. I felt the blood rush out of my face as he said that. I had hoped that he wouldn’t bring it up. I felt faint. He was talking about me lying on my back, red hair fanned out my nipples pulled taunt against my chest with my long legs spread wide, while a black lab lapped at my pussy. I wanted to run away and hide but he had the car keys. So I did the next best thing, I got up to use the restroom. I took a few minutes to calm myself and before I headed back to our table. When I got there, Paul had a fresh drink waiting for me. I picked it up and took a long sip. I looked at him and said “I didn’t want that to happen”. He said “I know, but you still looked sexy as hell”. He reached across the small table and took my hand in his and told me he loved me. I felt my heart swell. But I still didn’t know what to say to him about what happened. Paul broke the silent by saying “you’re my best friend and it was a beautiful thing you did for me”. I know he wanted to say more but the tables near us were starting to fill in so he asked for the check and we were soon on our way back home.
We talked all the way home in the car. I told him about how dirty and cheap I felt after. He told me that he loved me all the more for doing it. He went on to explain how we both had seen each other people even with multiple partners while swinging and we were able to not only get pasted that, but to have fun and grow our own relationship doing it. Paul went on to say, “Just last night I watched you suck another man’s cock and eat his wife’s pussy”. He said he respected my feelings but I was being “silly”. Bringing the dog into our sex life was his greatest fantasy. Why would he think any less me of me? He even joked about a new car being in my future. By the time we arrived home after our hour and a half drive our talk had done a lot to make me feel better about things.
Walking to the house, Paul played grab ass and fondled my ass under my short denim skirt all the way to the front door of the house. He always had a knack for making me feel like a teenager again. Paul took Blackie for a much needed long walk and I once again faced my demons as to what I was going to do. Paul was all smiles when he came back into the house. He said that if we were to continue our play with Blackie that we needed to address a few things.
I was starting to feel like the decision was being made for me and I felt my hair on the back of my neck bristle. Paul saw my look and grabbed us both a beer and handed me one. He went on to explain that if we were to continue to do this we needed a special place to do it in. “We have a big house, why not make a play room for Blackie”? I still had the WTF look on my face and he said that it would help train the dog that this was the place where we all played and the rest of the house was off limits. That sounded like a good idea to me. He also said that he planned to fix up the spare bed room that we never used in the basement for that. He finished his beer and said “I going down stairs, it be great if you joined me, if not I understand”. He kissed me took the dog and went into our finished basement.
I sat there on the sofa had another beer got up trying to make myself busy. I just didn’t know what to do. Should I stay or should I go down stairs to Paul and Blackie? I thought back to my first time with the dog, thought about what I first felt. I thought about the wonderful weekend we had, our night out with the other couple, the hot sex, this morning when Paul fucked my ass, our shower, and the beautiful day we had spent together. Then I thought about the long 2 hour talk we had at lunch and the long drive home. I remembered that not once over the entire past week did I not feel loved.
So I grabbed two beers and walked down stairs. Paul was on the full size bed playing with the dog. They looked like they were having fun playing with one of Blackie’s toys. Paul had covered the bed with an old bed spread we had and on the floor he had placed some throw rugs. I stood in the doorway still dressed in my tight braless blue shirt that showed just a tiny amount of my belly above my short denim skirt. I had on high heel sandals thigh highs and of course the two beers in my hands. “Mine if I come in, or do I need a secret password” I said being brave. Paul jumped up smiled and rushed over to give me a kiss. I said “easy now, big fella”. Even the dog looked happy to see me. We sat on the bed drank our beers and Paul asked “you sure” I said “no but I am willing to try what we did again”. Paul’s face lit up like a Christmas tree when I said that. Paul put down his beer took my empty bottle away from me and pushed me onto my back on the bed, kissing me as he did. He fondled my tits over my tight top and slid his hand up and down my long legs. He slipped his hand under my skirt and rubbed my panty covered pussy. Pushing the panties aside he put his fingers into my pussy and said ”god you’re wet”. I was I could feel it.
The dog was up on the bed licking at my face and getting excited. I rubbed his head and told him “he was a good boy” as Paul removed my skirt and panties, leaving me in my short blue top and thigh highs, as I lay on my back. Paul fingered me and I saw him offer his fingers to the dog to lick. Blackie licked my pussy juice off of Paul’s fingers. He fingered me again, but this time bringing his fingers to my face for me to lick. So I looked him straight into his eyes, took his hand in mine and licked my pussy juice from his fingers. The same fingers the dog had just licked. Paul groined and said I was “the sexiest fucking woman on the planet”. Paul rubbed my pussy and my clit, turning me on, very much as he did. He offered his pussy soaked hand to the dog once more and Blackie came over looking for the source of this wonderful treat. Blackie started to lick at my pussy. I did really like how he dragged his tongue from my ass to the very top of my pussy. I felt Paul’s fingers in my pussy and I raised my head to see what he was doing. Suddenly I felt the dog’s tongue go very deep into my pussy. Paul was holding my pussy open for the dog to lick. Feeling his tongue snake its way into my pussy and knowing Paul was inches away from this happening caused me to cum very hard. I cried out and fought the urge to close my legs to stop this insane pleasure that I was feeling. I didn’t and I let it continue which caused me to cum a second time. I now felt like jello as I lay there. Once again just like the first time the dog jumped up on the bed with his huge cock hanging down below his belly. This time I said “Paul” and he quickly got the dog off the bed and told him to lie down. I watched as Blackie obeyed and laid on the floor and started to lick his own cock. Paul joined me on the bed kissed me, looked at what I was looking at and said “wish I could do that”. I said “why you got me and I do it better”. He smiled as I reached for his zipper and pulled out his hard cock. I pushed him to his back and took his cock as far into my mouth as it would go. I knew he was very turned on, so as I kneed over him, he came deep into my throat grabbing onto my hair tightly as he did. The dog had once again jumped up onto the bed and pushed his nose and tongue into my very exposed pussy.
As my mouth was full of a now cumming cock I couldn’t yell at him to stop. I was very surprised as I suddenly had an orgasm. It came out of nowhere. I didn’t even feel it build up, I just came. In between licking Paul’s cock clean I told the dog to get down. I didn’t want him getting any other ideas.
The next day at work went very slow. Paul did call me at least 7 times to make sure that everything was ok. I didn’t go home for lunch. I will say that I didn’t feel as dirty as I did the first time. We did the same thing meaning having the dog lick me to orgasm many times over the next couple of months. I didn’t want to go any further I enjoyed the fact that my actions with the dog turned Paul on so much. I also will admit that I did feel bad for the dog as he was now starting to whine after licking me with his cock hanging out.
Months had passed and as I lay there after just had another great cum caused by our dog’s wonderful tongue. Over these past months he had gotten very good at making me cum. Once again he jumped up on the bed. I heard Paul say as did many times before “touch it”. I looked at Paul and saw him mouth the word “please” without saying it. I reached out and lightly grabbed Blackie’s cock. The dog froze and just stood there not moving. He was standing over my belly when I first touched him. So here I was with him standing over me. I touched his cock as I would a man’s. Paul told me to “hold him behind his knot”. So I placed my left hand behind the knot and as I did I could feel his cock get even bigger then it was. I rubbed my right hand up and down his shaft. Blackie’s cock was almost as big as my forearm. It was truly huge. Paul sat on the edge of the bed to get a better look of what I was doing. As I jerked off his cock I could feel him spraying my body with his thin “cum”. Paul explained to me that it wasn’t cum but pre-cum, Live and learn. So I soon found out that Blackie liked when I applied some pressure to the area by his knot. I could tell because his cock seemed to get harder and he also sprayed more pre-cum. He sprayed lot of pre-cum as I jerked his cock. I could feel it running down my belly, on my tits. He even hit me in the face a few times. I liked how his cock felt in my hand and I found beauty in the purple and white color of his cock. As I was doing this, Blackie started to really cum. This surprised me with the shear volume of his cum. It was everywhere. It felt hot on my body and face, yes he got me in the face. The dog got very antsy after he came and jumped off the bed and lied down and began to lick his cock.
I was a mess, his cum was in my hair on my face and all over my chest and belly. I now saw why Paul had placed an old bed spread on the bed. Paul got up and when to the bathroom, to get me a washcloth. As I laid there I though back to what I had just did and caught myself licking with my tongue some of the dog cum that was on my lips. I am not sure what I expected, but it really wasn’t that different from a man’s cum. Thinner for sure and not as salty. I happen to like cum and this really wasn’t that bad. Paul came back into the room and I wiped my face with the warm washcloth and wiped away some of the dog’s cum from my hair and body. I got up and ran up stairs to take a long hot shower.
To be continued: |
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