A 2fer *enjoy*, Female/Male/Beast Fiction w/some reality

“There he goes again!” I thought out loud as the gorgeous bronze Adonis strode with purpose past my drive along the walkway. Oh, he was a sight to behold! Long braids on a beautifully sculpted skull, massive muscular body, powerful lithe legs and features that I could already tell were intensely expressive. I never got tired of seeing him but Lord, just how much exercise could the man and his beast need? And I do mean beast! The animal that trotted beside him was frightfully enormous! The man was well over 6 foot tall, probably closer to 7, and I knew that if that dog stood on his hind legs he’d almost be as tall as his master! The dog was a glossy black with smooth short hair, a gargantuan head with a long snout and standing ears. Broad at the chest and narrower at the rear with powerfully built legs. The sheer power that both man and beast exuded was stunning and more than just merely primal. The attraction the pair created was so compelling I found myself walking towards the door to go out into the afternoon sun for an unimpeded view of the receding figures. I sat on the top step, leaned against the porch post and let my eyes examine the enticing rear view of him. All that hair! I could imagine getting lost behind the curtain of intimacy it must create when he’d lean down to take a kiss. What wonderful tickling it must elicit when it grazed against the sensitive skin of the breasts, upper thighs, or buttocks. I felt the fluttering response my body gave to the lovely imagery dancing through my mind. Wide shoulders tapered to narrow hips that were the perfect shape to grasp with my legs to ride bucking thrusts into exhaustion! A nicely rounded taut behind that begged to be teased and grasped with my nails. The evident bulge of those heavy thighs proclaimed the whole event would take a wonderfully long time to accomplish!
Lost in my fantasy I hadn’t noticed that they had turned around and were now just coming to the edge of my drive till suddenly, that horse of a dog pounded through the grass, almost skidding into my legs as it came to a screeching halt just short of bowling me backwards onto the porch. No animal has ever intimidated me and this one was no different in spite of its mammoth size. The animal’s snout came up to my chest even though I sat on an upper step and it was at ground level. He moved his massive front paws up to the lower step and I reached out to scratch his ears, which he seemed to appreciate with a wagging of his behind and grateful licks to my outstretched arm. I looked up from the huge hound and felt my gaze captured and held in trance like wonder as the earthbound god was about to step into the pathway to join his pet. Perhaps it was the scent of arousal or the air of sexual anticipation but the beast must have sensed my heightened state. I felt the dogs muzzle go to my crotch followed by the insistent press of his nose to force my thighs open wider around his massive head just before he lapped out a huge tongue to give my shaven smooth mound and exposed intimate inner lips under my short denim skirt a long flicking taste. I felt the walls of my cunt give a spastic squeeze in instant response to the rough, deeply penetrating tongue pushing its way to the core my rebelliously welcoming channel and for a moment the sensation stunned me. I reached down halfheartedly attempting to pull that unyielding giant head and furiously lapping tongue away from my submissive wetness. My eyes were still locked with the man’s intense gaze, as he got closer he had to have recognized my confusion and embarrassment mixed with arousal. With an almost imperceptible sound from his master the animal suddenly stopped his lingual ministrations and stood back. I couldn’t help the feeling of disappointment mixing with unresolved sexual tension that washed over me at the ceasing of the animals surprise tongue bath against my now convulsively throbbing pussy. I managed to close my still open thighs tightly to cover the glistening evidence of my aroused response just as his master walked up and propped one beautifully shaped leg on the second step. I knew I’d been too late, he’d seen the flowing excitement shimmering in the sun as it dripped down between swollen hot pink labia, over the puckered orifice below, dampening with a satin slickness the crevice between the mounds of my ass cheeks. My face was aflame from the doggie-ligus but then to have had the incident witnessed by this man… I realized then that he didn’t seem very surprised or apologetic for the animal’s intimate intrusion. As a matter of fact he seemed smugly pleased as well as aroused. My eyes were drawn by his own abundant, obviously blooming endowments which boldly tented near the edge of the baggy shorts on that raised leg in response to the scene he’d come upon. I looked up at smoldering eyes staring at the rapid rise and fall of my overly full breasts. The sheer intensity of his gaze made me gasp as a tidal wave of excitement crashed over me.
“He seems to like you quite a lot,” drawled the most silken, deep voice I’d ever heard. It was like having warm honey poured over my skin to saturate every nerve ending with a heavy molten flame. I felt the pinch of my nipples hardening against my lace bra and sheer white tank, my skin breaking out in a prickling heat in response. An appreciative chuckle rumbled in his throat. I looked into laughing sable eyes that were topped by dark winged brows. I began the exploration of his face in earnest. Skin the glowing golden hue of raw honey, a wide clear forehead, intense cocoa eyes, a kissable widened nose between prominent cheek bones that stood out all the more over a sensually generous mouth tipped up at either end on a wicked smile that was framed by a precisely trimmed goatee shadowing a chiseled square chin. Absolutely heart stopping was the only way I could think of describing him because surely hadn’t mine just stopped? I took a ragged breath, smiled and in the most steady and light voice I could manage,
“That’s great cause I really like him too.”
I smiled, more than aware of the obvious insinuation that had ridden atop my words. The memory of the animals exquisitely fucking tongue flooded my body with renewed pulsations. That this man had watched and was excited by the event made me tremble with raw wanton lust. If he was going to treat the incident as an episode of unexpected stimulation then I was more than willing to follow suit. Still feeling the blush burning my face as I again had to move the dogs snout away from my secretly churning wetness when all I wanted to do was lift my short skirt, spread my legs wide and let his beast eat me into abandon while the man watched with passionate approval and waited his turn to pound his massive engorged member in the resulting flood of lubricant….
“My name’s Keith and this is Havoc,” a quick smile followed by large and long fingers scratching the animal behind the ears, “He’s so big that he seems to cause nothing but so it just suited him.”
“I can believe that!’ I said as havoc was indeed the sensations he’d brought to my body and emotions in so short a time. “He is definitely the largest dog of any kind I’ve ever seen!” I stated in amazement. “Kind of suits his master I think,” I said teasingly, intending the implications. I looked up to see what response it had gotten. A wicked glint sparked in his eyes as a wide smile tugged up Keith’s full mouth. He leaned intimately close and whispered in a velvet tone, “You’d be surprised how alike we are, how much we share.”
I barely tempered the inferno of passion that had scorched its way up from my core, threatening to make me combust into doing or saying something I might have to extricate myself from far too soon. Oh I wanted this man to be sure -- I had every intention of sating that suddenly ravenous hunger but a relationship on the level this one begged to be taken, like a song or an orgasm, has a natural order. The crescendo is all the more intensely sweet when time and care have been taken for a proper build up. Yet I readily admitted that could happen in a longer time or even so short as one as a single night. There was so much more to learn and I anticipated every nuance of achieving that knowledge to be exquisite.
“My name’s Mo, I mean Vicki. Mo is just what I’m called,” I sighed distractedly.
“Hmm, Mo huh? I can’t imagine why, you certainly don’t look like one of the stooges…”
“Oh No!” I laughed, “It’s actually short for umm, more…”
“Ah, I see, or I’d like to see…” He ran his eyes caressingly over the tanned tops of my breasts proudly burgeoning from above my tops scooped neckline then reluctantly tearing his eyes away to return a slightly unfocused look into my eyes with a wide smile on his face, “I already know your “proper” name though I think “Mo” suits you for apparent reasons… A piece of your mail was delivered to my house the other day, I dropped it by but you weren’t home. I’d been determined to meet you since I first saw you after we moved in last month. I was actually on my way to knock on your door on our round trip when you came out and Havoc took the… initiative.” he chuckled.
“Yes, well… He certainly has made quite an impression!” I remarked a bit ruefully but with an obviously teasing tone. I had enjoyed the sensations of not only Havoc’s skillful tongue but of Keith watching and approving the arousing scene unfolding before him. Just to open the door a bit wider for further play I added, “And I’m sure he’ll impress me more as we all get to know each other.”
“Oh I truly believe we’ll impress you a great deal! That’s certainly what we both plan on working very hard to do now that we’ve met.” Keith stated with confidence plus a slightly mysterious and mischievous gleam in his eyes.
I felt my breath catch at the intensely determined expression on his face. I heard a low growl come from Keith’s throat. My lips parted as my breaths fluttered out in short, fast bursts. I licked suddenly dry lips and watched as Keith’s eyes followed the motion of my tongue as if it were the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen. The air felt like it was vibrating between us, like a tuning fork had been struck and we became synchronized to each other more sharply because of it. The spell was broken when Havoc let out a rumbling bark, resentful that he was being ignored. Keith called the big hound to heal and obediently the dog snapped back in place by his side with only a slight whine and again sniffing towards the treat he had been called away from between my knees. The authority in Keith’s voice when he’d given the command had my excitement flowing even harder and I knew without looking down that my nipples were standing at a hard point position, thrusting out proudly at attention and begging to be touched. Keith’s eyes slid over my body like a slow caress and landed on those twin tips, he licked his lips slowly and the words, “very nice” dripped from his tongue.
With obvious effort he tore his eyes away from my body’s open invitation. “I actually came hoping to meet you. Would you care to join us, Havoc and I, for dinner this evening in our semi new home? Nothing too elaborate but now that I’ve met you I’d rather enjoy exploring you more fully. I’ve a feeling you’re a wealth of infinite treasures…” he posed speculatively.
I couldn’t stop wondering what or who might be on the menu and that Havoc had already started the appetizer. “Hmm, that depends. Will Havoc be on his best behavior while I’m there?” I smiled provocatively as I reached out to ruffle Havoc’s ears.
“Havoc and I always give everything our very best and we’re looking forward to catering to your pleasures.” Keith droned in dripping sensual innuendo.
Wild horses wouldn’t have stopped me!
“I know this is spur of the moment but I’d love it if you could come now. Keep me company while I’m whipping things up?”
Now, later, whenever he’d like and as often as I could I’d like to have ‘come’ with him! “Well, sure,” I said in wonder, “but it’s still rather early for dinner yet isn’t it? It’s barely past lunch!”
“Have you eaten lunch?”
“Well, no, not yet…”
“Then it’s not too early and besides, it’s never too early to share some time getting to know one another.”
My blood was pounding a cadence in my veins at the thought of spending time with him so I agreed with what I’m sure was just a bit too much enthusiasm. I told him to come in while I did a couple of things, got my keys and locked up. He told Havoc to stay, the dog stood like a giant sentry in front of the porch while Keith’s own massive frame followed me inside.
I wanted to wash up, run a quick comb through my long hair and spritz some of my most alluring perfume on before I left. I told him to make himself at home, I’d be right back. I saw him move to the built in shelves next to the fireplace where my favorite books and music were. He made everything around him look so small by comparison! I think I flew to my bedroom because I don’t remember my feet touching the floor. I contemplated putting on the underwear that I so rarely wore. I decided to compromise and wear the lacy thong that matched the bra. As I stepped into them I still felt the shocking sensations of Havoc’s darting tongue. That coupled with the anticipation of sheathing Keith’s impaling golden staff, experiencing his phenomenal body had me shivering with pleasure. The seam pulled teasingly against my swollen clit when I sat down to put my sandals on, making me squirm as if electricity had traveled up my spine through my clit. I knew I’d made the right choice.
I came out to find Keith still looking at my collection.
“Like anything you see?” I questioned lightly.
He turned around, stood silently appraising me from head to toe and said on a deep sigh, “Absolutely everything.”
As hard as it was to do I tore my eyes away from his, turned and bent over to pick up my keys from the table, knowing that the action caused the skirt to ride higher up the back of my thighs and the beginning of the rounded curve of my smooth ass to peek at him. I wanted him to want me as much as I did him. He had silently come across the room and was standing directly behind me so that when I stood up my back was pressed firmly against his hard body and every magnificent inch of him was hard.
“Oh!” The word escaped my mouth as I felt the bruising press of his erection against the middle of my lower back and I arched further into the pressure of it. His legs were so long! His hands came to my shoulders, briefly pulling me back to further imprint the evidence of his desire against my willing body before he began to turn me to face him. I looked up into that face and I saw a gleam of uncertainty, a question tinged with raw hunger pouring from his eyes as to how far I’d allow his explorations. I felt wild with white hot heat. I was more than open to letting events happen as he willed at this point but in an instant it seemed that he’d decided, for at least this moment, to cap the overflow. He took a reluctant step back, smiled brilliantly, bent to kiss my forehead, took the keys from my stilled hand and kept a firm hold of it in his as he led me outside where he turned to lock my door. He lead the way down the steps, calling to the waiting guardian Havoc, who fell into place on Keith’s other side as we walked down the street to his house.
The houses were more than generously spaced, The over large private lots were what had attracted me to the neighborhood when I’d bought my house two years earlier. The lots were both wide and deep and the builders had left as many of the best older growth trees as they could to provide shade and privacy, making each home feel isolated in it’s own island clearing in the woods. Many of the houses had large decks or patios that wrapped around pools that were landscaped to fit into their environment. The homes were of varying styles due to the diverse tastes of the original land holders having the homes built by their own builders and to their own ideals rather than having the look of a planned community. Keith’s house was well suited to him and I could see what had drawn him to purchase it. Rustic yet contemporary with it’s single level rambling style. The use of stone, glass, wide planks and heavy beams both on the exterior and interior made it unique and inviting. Inside there were many shades and types of woods in both the furniture and accessories. The richness of the woods made the home feel both casual and opulent at once. They all seemed to glow against the unusual creamy color on the walls.. It was that same color of the harvest moon in autumn, a sort of light golden apricot. On one side of the room stood a huge fireplace that was framed by stonework that soared all the way up to the vaulted timbered ceiling. The overstuffed chestnut leather furniture looked inviting. My mind wandered as I pictured myself draped over the wide rolled arm of the sofa with Keith’s thick cock stretching my pussy lips wide to accommodate his mass while his heavy sack slapped against my swollen clit as he grasped my hips to add emphasis to his slamming thrusts…
“Let’s go outside.” Keith invited at the end of the tour, breaking into my steamy thoughts. I followed him out the double glass doors in the far end of the great room in which the entire exterior wall was a framed panoramic glassed view of the rear property. We stepped out onto the huge deck overlooking the blue stone lower terrace that surrounded the deep azure rectangular pool and Havoc galloped past, bounding over the few stairs without touching them and out through the lawn to a distant point at the rear of the property. I sat at the glass and wrought iron table on one of the generously filled cushions of the large matching chairs and watched Keith fill two glasses with ice before he asked what I’d care to drink. I chose iced tea and after filling the glasses he brought them to the table and sat in the seat next to me. We talked about our life and our work in our perspective careers. There was an unusual feeling of familiarity between us. Even though we didn’t know all the details of each other’s life we seemed to be able to read and respond to each other as if we were two halves of a whole. Each anticipating and responding to the other as though it was simply natural to us. We had a lot in common in so many areas and I caught myself wondering if this trend would continue into the sexual arena.
Even with the topic on such general terms during our long casual conversation there was that same powerful electricity pulsing between us. We constantly seemed to be touching each other in one manner or another. Our legs brushing and resting against each other, our hands a mere breath apart on the table as we leaned shoulder to shoulder while he pointed out something in the landscape of interest. I could feel my nipples still pinched with excitement and the methodical throbbing of those inner muscles that hungered to wrap themselves around his generous pole and milk him dry. The tension had gone beyond unbearable and I felt a sense of vertigo swaying me closer to him. I had to move or I was lost in my effort to prolong the physical initiation. So with more than a bit of nervous energy I stood up and walked towards the deck rail overlooking the pool, thinking that a nice dip might cool my ardor but then the image of erotic aquatics with Keith flooded my brain and I had to turn away from the water and the images it provoked. I turned what I was sure to be lust glazed eyes back towards Keith. He was still sitting and I saw him take one last languorously slow stroke of a very apparent erection that was held against his thigh by his shorts as he watched me. I started to walk towards him, wanting to touch him as I’d seen him touching himself. He stood up and paused for affect, allowing me to see his abundant need and making me think he was waiting for me to reach him but he smiled slyly just before turning and heading back to the house throwing over his shoulder on a husky teasing note, “I think it’s time for a distraction, come talk to me while I cook!”
Lord help me, he’d already started me simmering and stewing long before that point and he more than knew it. He was tormenting me into not only wanting him but being desperate to have him. What delicious torture! I was thrilled with the game!
He had most of the preparation done so that all that was left to do was grill the excellent chicken breasts he’d had marinating, toss the dressing into the salad and choose a wine. The meal was excellent and light, the conversation flirtatious and easy. I had decided to add my own fuel to the fire. Throughout the meal I leaned forward, pressing my arms into my sides, causing the cleavage between my abundant breasts to deepen. I ate slowly and sensuously. I’d cross and uncross my legs, letting my skirt ride so high on my thighs that he couldn’t miss the views of my smooth pink flesh and darker center behind the gauzy lace of the thong. As we cleared our meal I made a point of standing close and touching him as though it was inadvertent. Bending over to pick up the napkin I’d intentionally dropped, making sure to lean forward very far while I kept my legs slightly parted but straight so that my ass stayed invitingly high in the air and the tightly pulling string of the thong was visible between the globes of my tightened fleshy ass. Stretching my arms high as I put away dishes, knowing my short skirt was doing nothing to hide the top of my thighs or the curve of my bottom. The task was completed with deliberate slowness and we were both practically panting and sweating at its end.
If he was set on distraction then so was I. I wondered aloud, “You seemed pretty sure that I’d accept your invitation.”
He grinned, swallowing the wine he’d just taken a drink of and confessed, “Well if you hadn’t then Havoc was going to have a much better meal then he normally gets.” He then slyly added, “Which I suppose he already has had earlier today.”
I blushed but grinned back, “Yes, well… I’m glad that I did come and I hope that you’ll let me do you the same courtesy very soon.”
“Oh I am more than willing and very much hoping to be spending quite a bit of time in your company from now on! That is if you’ll have me?”
“Anytime and all the time.” I breathed and the exquisite tension flared to a nuclear heat after having been raging during the last few hours. We’d returned outside to our seats at the table. He leaned forward and began to stroke my hair and face while our eyes locked, searching the depths of riotous emotions that filled us both.
“You have the most incredible eyes,” he breathed. “I’ve been watching them, as well as other things all night.” He said with a grin then becoming more serious and leaning close to trace the curve of my face, “And I’ve been amazed to see that they have changed color more than once. It’ll be fascinating to see what emotions they reflect as the evening goes on.”
I was pleased that he had taken note of what I considered my best feature over the usual obvious choices. I knew how open those windows to my soul were to those who bothered to try and read them so I was also curious to see how he’d interpret the signals that shone so clearly there. We were whispering to each other as the sun sank lower behind the trees and the shadows deepened around the yard and house. Tentative touches traced fire on each others skin and the explorations became bolder. Somehow during the conversation our legs had changed position and one of his knees was between mine, parting my legs on either side of his bronze thigh. He had begun stroking my knee and was slowly, almost imperceptibly, working those long fingers and wide palm up the top of my own sun kissed thigh. I closed my eyes and swallowed, the pretense of conversation ended. I put my hand over his and slowly guided it to my slick inner thigh then leaned forward to meet his descending lips. I was lost to everything but pure sensation. His generous lips claimed ownership of my mouth, licking, biting then capturing my lips with his while his tongue tasted the wine that flavored my own. I melted under his mouth, his fingers, his presence. Feeling my surrender and just as eager to press his advantage he put his other knee between mine then spread them so that my legs were wide and my core awaited his manipulations. His fingers lightly traced over the flimsy lace of the thong before sliding behind the elastic with determination to plunge deeply into my wetness. One, two then three fingers stroking inside my joyously weeping center as his thumb flicked and rubbed the full hardened pebble of my clit. His other hand tangled in my hair and pulled my head back to open my neck to his grazing teeth and sucking mouth. He then released my hair only to inflict erotic punishing pinches and feathery caresses on my eager nipples through my top. As his hands were busy at my opening and breasts mine were busy stroking him where ever I could. From his beautiful face, his massive arms, the deep cleavage between his solid pecs to his wonderfully powerful manhood. My nails traced over skin that contracted with pleasure and he groaned as I began pinching his nipples through the mesh shirt he was wearing. Our mouths couldn’t taste enough of each other. I had been distracted by the hollow at the base of his throat so many times and now I dove at it’s depths with the tip of my tongue, tasting the sweet spiced warmth of his skin. He stood up and began pulling his clothing off, letting it fall in a heap. He was glorious. Muscle sculpted on top of muscle, hard and sleek as a giant tawny cat. My eyes devoured him top to bottom and I felt the trembling need swell and flood my body with wild hunger. He began to slowly pull my clothing off, dropping it on the same spot as his own. I was eager to help speed the process of achieving that first flesh to warm flesh contact. I had turned slightly to the side as I unzipped the back of my skirt and hooked my thumbs inside the waistband, sliding it down tantalizingly to where my feet touched the ground, overly aware of how the thong pulled against the swollen lips of my cunt and the way the string pulled tight between the split of my ass cheeks, teasing the always sensitive puckered aperture. His hand followed the progress of the material as it glided over the flushed skin on the curve of my hip and paused to knead the pliant muscles of that fleshy cheek. I was feeling bold and desperate to have my body pressed to his. I quickly removed my bra to allow the fullness of my breasts free for him to weigh in his hands as his thumbs stroked my taut nipples. His hands left my breasts, skimmed down my sides where he gently pinched the elastic band of the thong, slowly sliding it down over my hips, down my thighs to drop at my feet. I put my arms around his neck and he stood up slowly, pulling my feet off the ground as his strong arms circled my waist, crushing my burning flesh to his. His large hands moved down to cup the globes of my bottom and he hoisted me higher. I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt the pulsing hardness of his cock jutting between the slickness of my outer lips. We kissed passionately, grinding the lower portions of our bodies together in primal need. He walked with me locked to him towards the pool with a grace that was striking for such a large man. As we got to the deck stairs he allowed my body to slide down his length where I stood unsteady on trembling legs. He took my hand and led me down the steps to an overlarge cushioned lounge beside the pool. He sat then laid down on his back, pulling me on top of him. Rational thought had long since left my mind. I was operating on absolute nerve and need. The need a hunger to consume this man utterly in every way I could. My hands smoothed satin skin over steely muscle, my mouth and tongue dancing and tasting the textures and flavors of his body, my nose bringing the warm musky spice smell of him deeper into my being to intoxicate my senses till I was dizzy with wanting him. My fingers tripped over his chest and tormented his nipples with slow circles as I moved down his body. My hair followed my descending head and I slowly swung it from one side to the other so as to torture his nerve endings with its gossamer tendrils. I felt the hot smooth skin of his cock slide between my breasts and I pushed the mounds of pillowy flesh tightly around his bruising hardness, moving back and forth in a captivating hypnotic dance before finally moving on to my ultimate goal. My mouth finally came to the jutting member and I lightly flicked my tongue rapidly over the swollen tip before taking as much of the shaft as I could into my hot, eager mouth, tightening my lips and pressing my tongue against the underside as I moved my head rhythmically. I varied the pace and method, licking and sucking like someone starved for this manly meal, stroking the underside of his heavy sack with the tips of my nails till it was rigid against his body and tightly stroking the remainder of the shaft that I couldn’t accommodate. I worked my dripping mouth further down with each stroke as I moaned deep in my throat, sending the vibrations through his rod like sensual lightening jolting through this flesh conductor to the rest of his body. His head was pressed backwards in the cushioned seat, his face a twist of pleasure and struggle to remain in control, his hands tangled in my hair as he groaned his approval and petted me, making circular thrusts with his hips and encouraging my continued efforts. I removed my mouth from his seeping shaft and traced my tongue slowly from tip to base in a leisurely zig zag fashion till I got to the heavy nestling sack of his testicles. My nails still playing their tickling game along the area between sack and the puckered muscle. My mouth was now pressed over one of my targets. I opened my lips and sucked first one then the other of his testicles into the enveloping heat of my mouth. I pulsed each in and out rapidly within the sucking torrid between my tongue, cheeks and lips. He was moaning loudly and his hips were thrusting and moving convulsively and I was more than willing to continue but he sat upright with alarming speed and pulled me up with a hand on either side of my head. He saw the disappointment etched on my face before he held my head in place and plundered my mouth with unrestrained passion. “This is going to take a very long time and there’s so much I want to do with you…” he breathed in jagged breathes. His long legs were spread wide on either side of the lounge when he pulled me, facing him, to straddle his hips. He crushed my breasts to his solid chest wall, kissed me with fierce intensity and pushed my hips hard into his arousal so that his throbbing cock slid against my clit. Sweet punishment bringing me closer to the peak of fulfillment with every languishing thrust. I was desperate to feel him inside me but when I tried to sit up higher and direct his swollen member into my waiting heat he groaned and stilled my movements by holding my hips down, pressing me hard against him as he seemed to concentrate on slowing the intensity that fueled his own inferno of need. I was experiencing my own torture and when all my attempts to calm myself failed I released my hold of his shoulders and lay backwards, my legs still draped over his thighs, my hips raised and my slick center open and ready for a fulfillment he withheld. I was breathing heavily and I felt tears stinging my eyes as the frustration of wanting ate at my patience. He continued to stroke the inferno between my legs, teasing the responsive moans from my lips as the hunger continued to gnaw unmercifully. “Please!’ I begged, “I need you inside me! I want to feel you filling me completely!”
“Shh, I’d give you what you want, what we both want, but first…” He wrapped his arms under my back and held me, pulling me up as he laid backwards on the lounge. Powerful arms pulled me forward till my back reclined against his propped up knees, my knees rested over his shoulders, my feet brushed the ground on either side of the lounge and my soaked southern region was positioned over his face. He captured my thighs under strong forearms and spread the outer lips of my pussy open for his inspection. His voice rumbled deep in his chest and between teasing flicks of his tongue against my clit that caused my body to jerk in response each time he murmured, “Mmm, the sweetest dessert and finest wine can’t compare to the nectar of your exotic flower! This is heaven, your body is the real land of milk and honey!” With that exclamation he proceeded to show me how much he appreciated gaining entrance to my promised land! He licked, sucked and moaned in delight as the tide burst forth, my fluid passions smeared his face and flavored his mouth as I ground my hips onto his alternately darting then flattened tongue. Wave after wave of orgasm racked my body in tremulous spasms as he reached up to squeeze my breasts and pinch my tight nipples while below he branded my sensitive flesh with the heat of his greedy mouth. But he didn’t stop with gaining a single surrender of my body. He stroked and prodded and fueled the inferno that licked flames in every cell till I was a thrashing wild thing under his manipulations. Again he decided to torment me. He used his mouth and fingers to bring me to the brink of release then stop to stroke my skin, gentling my abandon only to repeat the torment to the same end yet again. I was wound tight as a spring and ready to snap when out of sheer self preservation and being unable to endure the torment longer I jumped up from the lounge and dove into the cooling water. Some small rational point in my mind hoping to ease the burning madness he’d created in me.
I couldn’t think, all I knew was the need to be joined with him and since that was being denied then my only recourse was escape in hopes of collecting myself to at least something resembling slightly human. I felt some primitive animal had been released in me and I didn’t know how to restrain it. I’d been floating on the water for that brief moment as those thoughts had raced through my mind. Finding no ready resolution I turned and rapidly dove beneath the water to swim with all the pent up energy I had to the other side of the pool. I glided in the silken coolness and it eased my consuming need to what almost felt like a somewhat manageable degree. I surfaced at the other side, pressing my back into the coolness of the wall behind me as I pushed my hair away from my face. Suddenly and silently Keith’s body was pinning me against the wall and I felt the stab of his throbbing cock entering and stretching to capacity my overheated gripping center. He’d known the fervent pitch he’d brought me to, knew the exquisite torture he’d wrought on my body and mind, now mercilessly he filled me with his own fiery reply to my need. I cried out in utter terror, exhilaration and submission at the wild thing he’d released from my soul to writhe and strain with such a violent need and hunger for this man and I felt an answering ancient response from him as he pounded my pliant flesh with all his mighty feverish strength. I locked my thighs around his narrow waist and tangled my hands in the braids, pulling his mouth to mine for kisses and bites between grunting pants. One of his hands held the edge of the pool to keep himself pulled tight to me while he alternately squeezed my breasts, tweaking and pinching my nipples then digging his fingers into the pliant softness of my ass to spur my bucking hips while I wildly rode the thrusting, welcome intruder. The dynamics that had led to this point had built to such a high degree that when I felt that familiar tightening throughout my body, like I was about to implode upon my center before the final explosions I bite into his shoulder to stifle the scream that rose in my throat at this epic release. The sounds coming from my throat were as those from an animal, guttural and unintelligible as I convulsed repeatedly in supreme orgasm with every sweet punishing thrust and wondrously torturing flick of his fingers. My strong inner muscles spasmed and grasped his cock, milking it within their contracting vise grip. I heard and felt the intensity of his fulfillment as through gritted teeth he grunted, growled then pushed deep into my core, holding me in place as he filled my hungry pussy with molten liquid. Long moments passed as we stayed locked in that position till our breath evened and our pulses slowed. I was spent, limp against his body after the fierce intensity of our first coupling. He leaned back in the water with his arms around my waist and I floated on top of him, happily remaining impaled on his still hardened shaft.
We floated slowly back to the pool steps, now gently caressing and whispering our wonder into each others mouth through touching lips. I had already begun to recover, finding that I was still highly aroused and I made no secret of it as we got out of the pool as he led me back to the lounge. We laid there together, me curled on his solid frame, collecting our scattered senses. We were kissing and stroking one another when he told me to wait while he got some towels to dry ourselves with. He shifted out from under me and I missed his presence immediately. I laid there in the warm night, feeling the water droplets slide over my body like tiny gliding fingers. My breasts soft and yielding yet the nipples hard and straining to point at the first stars overhead. I had begun to drift on sensual wisps into erotic sleep when I felt him kneel down beside me and immediately began stroking my breasts, taking long leisurely licks and bites at the taut nipples that greeted his efforts. His long fingers gliding down my body to play their own tickling games on my hypersensitive flesh. I squirmed under his touch, wanting more. His lips followed his fingers, the dripping braids skidded down my body like ropes of wet velvet and my body seized on a spasm of pure pleasure when his hot tongue found the swollen bud between my thighs again. I was at that wonderful stage I reach when the excitement is flowing at high tide in my blood. I was having one orgasm after another and with only infinitely smaller respites in between each the more that occurred. I don’t know how long it went on but I was hyperventilating, my muscles feeling strained and I was begging him to stop the pleasure that was merging with pain. He returned to my side continuing to stroke my body lightly, a wide smile of self satisfaction on his face, enjoying the power he was wielding over me.
“OK love, I’ll have mercy, for now, but I’ll be back momentarily to continue our introductions.” He stepped away from the lounge and I watched his muscled form move in graceful silence towards the house through eyes that were closing out of exhaustion.
I don’t know how long I’d succumbed to the lovely drifting sensations but I’m sure it hadn’t been too long. When I woke I was laying on my stomach on the big cushioned lounge. I smiled to myself with the memory of what had already transpired between Keith and I. I stretched sensuously, arching my back and pushing my bottom higher into the air in the process. I felt a warm trickle run over my rounded flesh and I grinned, knowing that it was Keith. I could smell the scented oil and I began to slowly gyrate my behind so that the oil spread over a wider area. I felt it roll down the crevice of my behind and down into the folds of the still swollen and sensitive labia lips below. His hands soon followed, stroking the oil into my undulating muscles and then concentrating on working a generous portion around the pinched orifice that he’d yet to plunder. There was only some slight pain at first but as I relaxed that diminished. I was moaning with building passion as he encouraged my abandon with his words. “You have the most perfect, lovely ass,” came the deep rumble of his voice, “and I’m going to enjoy sliding inside those velvet walls.”
Oh God, how had he known this to be another of my weak spots, my secret erogenous zone. He seemed to know all the places that set me ablaze. No other man had ever been so accurate in their sensual targeting as this one had in so short a time. He kneeled on the lounge beside me and slipped his arm under my stomach, pulling me up onto my knees from the center till I was kneeling on my hands and knees with him behind me. My knees were pressed together and his feet were planted on either side of the lounge so that his hips were in proper alignment to my own. He worked the heavy oil into my anticipating tightness with slow and deliberate ease. Stroking slowly in and out as I relaxed the muscles to accept yet another finger within my enveloping hole. I felt how abundantly wet my cunt was as he used his other hand to manipulate my clit. I began rocking back and forth in an invitation for more. I felt the bulbous head of his cock push between my oiled cheeks and butt against the slightly opened entrance of his goal. He grasped my hips with both hands and with short fast bumps began the process of forging a path for the steel of his shaft within the soft sheathing flesh of my tight ass. It took a while but with the continued bumps against my widening sphincter, his grasping of my swinging breasts alternating with the light fingering he was giving my clit and soaking pussy as well as his words of encouragement he was soon embedded inside my pulsing muscles. At the initial penetration of the wide head of his cock past the tight sphincter he paused, allowing me to adjust and relax so that I could accommodate his girth. Then he started his movements again and before long I was bucking against him with abandon. He quieted me only to ram hard and deep inside me, holding me pinned to his wonderfully punishing cock as in one swift movement he pulled my body down and back with his so that we fell into a position with him sitting, legs off the side of the lounge and me sitting astride his lap with my back to him and my legs opened wide on either side of his out stretched knees. I had little control since my feet were off the ground and I had no leverage. The control was all his as he was buried deeper into my bowels by my own weight pressing me down onto his spearing, splinteringly large cock. He used the momentum the bounce of the lounge’s sprung under support gave his hips to slam into my depths when he decided to thrust, which wasn’t timed at all. He held me hard to his chest, pinching and pulling my nipples till I would cry out in pain/pleasure. He was biting my neck, rolling my clit between his fingers like the hard marble it had become alternately with thrusting fingers into my dripping hole. He was branding me yet again. Making his mark and I knew that no other would ever be able to erase the exquisite imprint he was putting on my mind and body. I was lost in the sensation and my eyes were closed when I suddenly felt an alien sensation. I opened my eyes to find Havoc’s nose sniffing at my fully exposed pussy. Keith had not only seen the dog before I had but had motioned for him to advance to his current position. I came to realize that when he had last left me Keith must have let Havoc out because the last I’d seen of him he was lying on what Keith had called his favorite rug beside the fireplace. My first instinct was to pull my legs together but Keith held my legs in place to prevent me from closing the access he wanted Havoc to have. I’d stopped moving when Keith had stilled me from closing my legs and I waited with breathless anticipation at what was to come. Keith’s cock was embedded deep in my ass and I felt the pulse of it quicken within the vise of my muscles as he reached over my thighs with both hands and held my pussy lips apart and told Havoc, “It’s your turn boy, please her.” At that Havoc moved eagerly forward and started his lingual ministrations again. I groaned as pleasure exploded through my body, every nerve jangling at the multitude of stimulation. Keith had put his hands under my ass and was raising and lowering my tight hole up and down his still expanding cock. I was stunned and turned on even more than I thought was possible when I thought of what was going on and where it was all taking place. Knowing that it was unlikely that we would be observed yet still not entirely sure of who might be witnessing this taboo pleasuring. In my minds eye I imagined what someone might be watching.. Glimpses of Keith’s hard golden flesh pushing in and out of my ass from between my legs and the massive head of the dog and the flicking of his long tongue as it stabbed in and out of my pussy. Spiraling on forbidden pleasure yet with a nagging question on my mind I desperately whispered, “Do you think someone might see?” Again I heard that primal growl from low inside his chest before he began to talk to me as the pace increased.
“Would you really care? Think of how they must envy us! What an impressive and passionate woman you are! So if someone chances to see you at your glory then so be it but the only one I’ll share you with seeks only to bring you the same joy I do. Havoc and I share only the sweetest morsel. Do you like us sharing you? Do you enjoy us filling you? Tasting you, wanting you?”
Again, he’d come upon another of my most favorite pleasure buttons, verbal fucking is what I call it. To have someone talk to me about what he’s doing or going to do and how he feels about what we’re doing makes me concentrate all the more on the activity and doubles the intensity of our actions, causing mind and body splintering orgasmic eruptions.
“You know I sent Havoc to taste you this afternoon. I wanted to see how open you’d be to this and I was not only not disappointed but I’ve been picturing this and more since that moment. Seeing Havoc’s tongue lapping up your instant response made me want to get to this very act right there at your house. I’m glad I waited, I wanted you first.” He said then growled deeply. The intensity was building and Keith was bouncing me faster on his impaling member as we both looked down the length of my body to watch the erotic scene of Havoc’s huge rasping tongue lapping my clit before pressing his nose hard to my opening and fucking it with excited rapid thrusts of his big pliant tongue. I was panting and small cries burst from my throat as I was fucked and licked with fury.
“You are so amazing!” Keith groaned in my ear. “I’m going to fill your ass so full you’re going to taste it! Then, while I decide what I want to do with you next I want to watch you get fucked.”
I was at a loss, the statement made no sense at first.
“You’ve done the same thing to Havoc that you’ve done to me. Look, can you see he wants you too?” came Keith’s droning voice, slicing lightening over raw nerves. “Would you let Havoc share you this way too? Let him mount you and show you how much you excite him? He has a big surprise for you that I know you’ll love. Can he please you completely sweetheart? I want to see him please you as you’ve never experienced before.”
My mind and body were exploding at once. The images of the great beast mounting me flashing in my mind’s eye and the flicking of his tongue along with Keith’s cock expanding and stretching my anal cavity while he kneaded and pinched my breasts would have made me agree to anything he wanted even if I hadn’t found the idea utterly and sinfully thrilling. I moaned loudly, “Oh yesssss!” and exploded in body racking waves. I felt Keith tense and then my ass was being flooded with scorching bursts of hot seed spilling into the grasping, sucking muscles of my deepest recesses while Havoc greedily licked every drop from my sopping full pussy lips. Havoc continued his cunnilingus as Keith and I came down from the heights we’d just reached. With Havoc’s tongue still working at my center I stayed aroused. Keith told Havoc to sit while he allowed me to gently move off his now deflating cock. He excused himself and went off in the area of the house again. I looked at Havoc. He was panting and waiting for his next instructions. I wondered what it would be like to be fucked by this beast. I wasn’t repulsed at all. I had held the belief for a long time that throughout history and ancient times that the stories of animal gods, gods appearing to their subjects as animals and mythical creatures that were animals or part animal had all been founded on inter species sex. So though it would be e first for me I would certainly not be the first or last to submit to the appealingly taboo treats. In fact I was highly aroused by the thought. I’d stood up and was rolling the thoughts over in my mind when Havoc began licking the backs of my thighs where mine and Keith’s combined juices had run down my legs from my gapping sphincter. I stood there enjoying the cleaning Havoc gave so freely. The licking was rapid and warm from the long thick tongue. I found myself bending over the lounge, resting my hands on the cushions with legs spread to allow Havoc’s lapping tongue access to my over extended orifice. What bliss! Havoc’s long tongue pushing deep into my cum leaking ass. It was like being anally fucked a second time. I was moaning and rolling my hips and Havoc was prancing and excitedly whining and this is the scene that Keith returned to find. At first I wasn’t aware he’d returned till I heard his praising voice say, “Absolutely lovely.” He looked at me approvingly with mischief and a wicked gleam in his eyes, took my hand and led me to the house with Havoc dancing around us as we went. We entered the house through another door into the master suite and he pulled me across the room to a leather ottoman in front of a matching overlarge chair.
“I want you to see what you’re about to get.” He smiled and kneeled down with me beside Havoc. “Havoc, hold.” Havoc stood perfectly still at this command. I looked up under his belly to see that about three inches of his thick, wet, pointed cock had slid out of it’s furry sheath. I reached out and started to caress it gently. “Pulse it gently within your hand, he may be built similar to a man but he likes that better than strokes.” I did as he’d told me and I was rewarded by even more of the animals big cock sliding forward to meet my touch. “Come here.” He took my hand and pulled me to the ottoman and positioned me so that I was laying across it with my breasts swinging free, the middle portion of my body resting on the cushion of the piece of furniture while my bottom was raised in the air at the edge of the ottoman and my legs were spread wide, leaving my tender parts open for Havoc. Keith sat on the chair beside me but at an angle where he could see all that transpired from the rear, stroking my back and ass as he called Havoc to me. The beast needed no encouragement and Keith watched in approval as I squirmed, jerked and moaned under Havoc’s lapping tongue. My ass was still gaping and dripping and Havoc proceeded to fuck it again with that probing, thrusting big tongue.
Keith’s voice encouraged both me and his beast. “What a remarkable sight! Havoc loves the way you taste as much as I do! Wait till he takes you my dear, you’ve never experienced anything like you’re about to this night!”
My pussy overflowed with lubrication, waiting for what was to come. Havoc was starting to dance around with excitement again. Keith had laid some towels down on the floor behind me and I saw why as Havoc’s big red pole dripped and ran with precum. I was ready, or so I thought as Keith allowed Havoc to mount me. The dog immediately began thrusting and with Keith’s help to guide him he finally struck home in my awaiting cunt. As soon as Havoc felt the heat of my body things changed. He wrapped his front legs around me, scooted his back legs in front of my hips and proceeded to pound me with a ferocity that I had never imagined! With each ballistic thrust his cock grew not only longer but thicker! And there was no slowing! He fucked me so fast and hard I was mindless with the explosions of pleasure racking my body. I was screaming and Havoc was grunting and growling past his lolling tongue and Keith was smiling with the most profound look of satisfaction on his face as his huge dog slammed me into oblivion. The dog was mindless to time but I was sure that quite a bit had past, it’s only goal to mate with me and fill me with his pouring seed. Then things changed again. Havoc’s cock was buried so deep I thought I was going to pass out from both pleasure and pain taking it so far in but I felt something more, something growing inside me, stretching my width and length with each stroke. Havoc took shorter strokes and plunged the expanding section deeper inside my erratically gripping channel. Keith was still stroking me and he’d seen the change in Havoc’s thrusts.
“There’s something special about Havoc, can you feel it?’ he asked and I gasped in answer to his question. “Does it feel good? Do you like the feeling of that knot growing inside you and as his cum fills your lovely core? If I let him continue you could remain joined together for a very long time. It’s called tying,. Oh I’d love to see you tied with Havoc! See your face when the knot grows fully inside you, stretching you, impaling you on his cock while he floods you with his hot cum. The very primitive picture it makes is one of the most erotic scenes I’ve ever witnesses!” I could see that Keith was already fully erect again just from what was going on now before him. All the while he spoke Havoc continued to pound into my hips like a jackhammer and Keith continued to stroke my body and I shook with orgasm after orgasm as the knot kept growing. “Do you think you can handle this or should I help him pull out?” He questioned with a sigh of hope.
“Oh please, I want him to stay!” I cried as Havoc licked my neck as if understanding I’d given him permission to complete his natural act. “Please,” I begged Keith, “let me…” I managed to get out as I looked at his engorged and ready cock as another orgasm sent me into shivering response. Keith had understood what I wanted and he eagerly pushed the chair in front of me and sat so that I could wrap my hungry mouth around his throbbing meat as Havoc fucked me like a fury. I was inundated with a tidal wave of sensation and pleasure. Havoc finally stopped thrusting but his massive rod continued to pulse inside, trapped by the knot that was still expanding impossibly inside the narrow walls of my pussy, stretching and assuredly locking me to this beast in the ultimate bestial joining. My mouth was working over Keith’s golden staff, licking and sucking and nipping in my wild abandon to please him as I had been pleased so often that evening. I was gasping and groaning and Keith was matching my sounds with his own intense pleasure chords. Wrapping his hands in my hair, encouraging me with his words and telling me how beautiful I looked with Havoc standing over me while I was skewered at either end on two cocks. Havoc stood still yet I still felt the pulsing jerks of the mass that was locked inside my channel. I desperately lavished Keith’s cock and testicles with my mouth and stroked his body with furiously fluttering hands. I looked up between Havoc’s front legs and saw Keith’s head thrown back, his eyes squeezed shut, his teeth bared, his jaw clenched and the corded muscles in his neck straining just before he cried out with release just as the first splashes of his salty essence burst onto the back on my throat. His hips thrusting, pushing his shaft deeper into my throat as he spilled his load in my hungry mouth. After he was spent Keith leaned forward in the chair, stroking and caressing me and praising my extraordinary capacity for passion, I told him that I’d never had such inspirations before and I grinned at him with my best wicked grin and a wink. During this time Havoc’s knot finally subsided enough to come out with a pop and he began to lick the mixed sex fluids that poured from between my legs. His raspy tongue warm and stabbing at my engorged lips and clit till I was coming again. Keith whispered my name over and over as he stroked my body. He pulled me slowly up his body once mine slowed it’s trembling. I lovingly licked and kissed my way up to his mouth as I sat curled next to him under the protection of his trunk like arm against his warm solid chest listening to the steadying beat of his heart in the big chair.
“Blue when your being playful, Silver when you’re troubled but it’s green, the color of your eyes when your at the height of emotion, the glowing shimmering green that I like best,” he whispered into the top of my hair.
I laid there with my eyes closed and a smile curving my lips, totally sated, full and fulfilled, at least for that night…

that has got to be the hottest story i have ever seen......
very well written....and very descriptive.....too descriptive...lol
i gotta change.....thank you

Thank You! I'm glad I got your approval in mutiple ways... *grins* Isn't that the point of writing a story? To take the reader with you, make them part of it so they feel what you feel with words alone... Pretty powerful feeling to know I've done what I set out to do. But then it's not hard to accomplish when you SO enjoy the subject and have the right inspiration. *wink* Thank you again for taking the time to share with me too!

VERY HOTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! WE FUCKED EACH OTHER CRAZY AFTER THIS!!!! My dear you have a very gifted talent for weaving our minds and desires into the very fabric of your tantalizing journey. Please, please please let us continue this minds lustful trip. I(we) are not yet ready for a holiday from this effort of carnal desire.
A definite 10+ from us!
Kisses
Mr and Mrs. P (and Crush, too!)

Thank you for a fantastic story...it is so hot...I was hard just trying to visualize you in total bliss....damn :devil2:

Hey Heyyy.. I'm so glad you looked up the site.. I figured you like it here.. *grins* Glad you came on in.. loved your story.. just call me .. heck either Keith or the dog (hey, I can dream too) :P LOL

WOOHOO!!! Now that's how you put good erotica to work! Great to hear that the pleasure got to continue off the screen! Yep, I'll have to work on continuing this story, it was one of my favorites. I've written plenty of others but this is my only beasty one. Of course that doesn't mean its the only fiction that's ever played out in my very fertile imagination! *grins* More to follow along the journeys ever scenic route!

WOW! we read it twice got us so hot the first time! fucked like rabbitts after second time! excellent writing could picture the whole thing ! Dont stop please ! waiting for more thank you very much

:evil: I knew I'd written a good story because it was so hard to edit, everytime I'd go back through it to correct, add or delete things I'd get caught up and lost in how hot it was too! Hope you keep comming back to read it again till the next one is posted and thank you for your feedback! Every writer loves to know their work has an effect! :devil2:

Without a doubt, I will be following this and any other story that you write.

Your style of writing is a true gift and I for one enjoy every word.

One fan for life....JYD ( Junk Yard Dog ):devil2:

This post has been edited by jyd1 on Apr 23 2009, 03:54 PM

Hey there Luvs! Thank you for telling me about the site! I think I'm gonna like it here! Nice to see familiar names of old friends among the new ones! And glad you liked the story too! :devil2: *hugs* You can be whichever one you want to be hon, would never tell you how to dream, may add to the scenerios but never tell you how to work them to your own ends! :puppykiss:

♥Mo♥

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EXCELLENT!

Thank you SO much JYD! It really is my pleasure to write something that others appreciate and enjoy as much as I do in writing them! :kiss:

♥Mo♥

I am so glad you joined BF. This story is exquisite. You cann't set it down. I am looking forward to more of your writings. Thanks for shariing

Thanks Rodeo! Glad you liked it and took the time to let me know! Really means a lot!

♥Mo♥