The weekend in the cabin.
As I drove up to the cabin I mentally walked through the plans I had been formulating for the last few months. If any one told me the resent events that have unfolded were coming to fruition I would have called them insane.
I a married man with two adult sons sneaking away to a cabin in the woods of Michigan to meet a woman I have only met few months before to have sex. Not only sex, but to share animal sex with her. How crazy is that? Money spent, reservations booked, lies told; all with one goal in mind. To share a very special sexual experience with a lady who shared my sexual appetites. My wife and I share an average sex life with the usual positions and drives. But when I tried to explain the wonder and excitement of our shared desire, my wife would turn up her nose in discussed and tell me how sick I was for even thinking of such things.
I was raised on a farm, as most of my online friends know. I saw sex between animals most of my life and the first sexual encounters I ever saw bulls mounting and driving their huge tools deep into the willing bodies of cows, or watching stallions drive themselves deep into mares. Watching those females arching their backs and accepting their male counterparts has always tied my stomach in knots to watch.
It wasn’t until much later in my life that I was given a name for these feelings.
All these thoughts and many more raced through my mind as I lead the way to the cabin. Wendy and I had talked through all the guilt and fear of meeting each other. We had a few “innocent” meetings and a couple not so innocent ones as well. But this weekend, for the first time, each of us would experience something nether of us ever had, our wildest sexual fantasies without restraint or audience. A chance to share with someone each of us has come to trust without fear of judgment or denial of our feelings.
Wendy was of the mind she was only coming to share my cabin with me. Did she know I had a major surprise waiting for her at the cabin? I hoped not. The two hour drive seemed to take an eternity. My hands were wringing the plastic from the steering wheel of my van. When I wasn’t worrying about Wendy’s reaction to my surprise, I was working through the mental checklist of the supplies in my vehicle. Food, drink, toys, blankets, etc. all listed, packed, and accounted for.
My eye kept flashing to the car following me to Harrison, a small town far enough away from both of us to make detection or interference less likely. A close friend allowed me to use his cabin on a small lake north of town. The good thing is it is in an isolated spot on a private lake with a few small cabins sprinkled around the lake’s edge. Hidden from the road by a stand of pine trees, the cabin would give us the privacy both of us demanded. I had used the cabin a time or two in the past, but never “alone”; or so my friend and wife thought.
We pulling into the long drive and I motioned for Wendy to move her car up into the one car garage and I pulled the double doors closed as she came out of the building.
Wendy’s guilt and fear were showing as she asked the question, “Are you sure we’ll be alone?”
My stomach was also filled with butterflies as I tried to act confident, “Of course. No one knows where we are. And if any one tries to call us we have the cells.” Wendy had no idea we were not going to be alone. Or so I hoped. My friend should have left a little gift for us in the cabin.
Cy knew how much I enjoyed the company of his German Shepherd. I had watched Nova many times when my friend was on business trips. He would drop him off on his way to the airport in Lansing, before continuing on.
As we made our way into the cabin, Wendy seemed very nervous. She kept looking around as if some hidden camera crew were going to jump out and bust both of us. Nervous myself, I did my best to act like I had everything under control.
First, things first, I unloaded the van. All the supplies were put away and I poured Wendy a glass of wine. As we sat on the sofa in the cabin’s living room we heard the soft wines of an animal in the other room.
“What’s that?” Wendy asked.
“Hmmm,” I played it as coolly as I could, “I guess I better check.”
Easing open the door the third member of my little band arrived. Nova dashed out into the room and met me as usual, bounding around me with enthusiasm as was his personality. He welcomed me with a few big wet licks then walked over to check out, what I hoped would become his new “friend” very soon.
Wendy had a look of shock on her face, as she asked,” What is going on?”
“You did say you wanted to try something different,” I wanted to let her know whatever she wanted to do the next 48 hours would be up to her. A small nervous smile formed on her lips. Wendy sipped her wine and scratched Nova’s head. Nova seemed to take to Wendy right away.
“You two get acquainted and I’ll make dinner,” I wanted Wendy to get comfortable and a little drunk before we got down to the real reason both of us was here. Red wine usually doesn’t go with Chinese food but beggars can’t be choosers. After a modest meal of chicken in peanut sauce and steamed rice, we moved into the living room. I lit a small fire in the fireplace and all three of us snuggled on the daybed. I didn’t know what kind of music to bring so I asked Wendy to pick out something from the small collection of CD’s on the shelf. She picked a compilation of modern country songs and sat on the sofa.
“Why are you sitting over there?” I asked.
She didn’t answer. Wendy sipped her nearly-empty glass of wine. I got up and moved next to her and looked into her warm eyes. I knew she was on the edge of deciding if she wanted to be here or not. Nova made the choice for her. Laying his head in Wendy’s lap, Nova licked her hand. The rough tongue must have made up her mind. She gulped the last of her wine and kissed me fully on the mouth. The next few minutes were a blur. Hands, lips, fingers, we touched each other in ways we had talked about many times before. I lay Wendy back against the sofa and unbuttoned her blouse. Pulling it off her soft shoulders, I kissed the tender flesh. She lay back willingly letting my hands roam over her body. Her breathing came in soft moans as I touched, kissed, and nibbling my lips all over her neck and shoulders.
Wendy leaned forward, kissing my hard for the second time as she removed her bra. Lying back again I reached down and stroked the hard nipples. Wendy’s breathing sped up as I lightly pinched them and watched the droplets of milk form on each. Leaning down I sucked on one then the other as Wendy held my face tightly to her ample chest. Sucking a mouthful of milk from each nipple in turn, I worked them around in my mouth. Wendy was pawing at my cloths by the time I reluctantly let the second nipple slip from my lips. Standing up I pulled off my shirt, shoes, and jeans. Wendy slid off the rest of her cloths and we returned to each other’s bodies. We were into some very heavy petting in a matter of minutes. After months of talking and some personal visits I had some basic ideas of what my wonderful lady friend liked and I put all that stored information to work.
Running my fingers up and down her thighs, I wanted to make her body sing over and over. But I also knew I was not the only male she wanted to experience, so I had to force myself to maintain some level of sanity. I lifted Wendy’s outside leg and kissed her inner thighs. Licking her outer lips and tasting her wetness as I did. I wanted to stay there and lick that wet, juicy pussy all night. But this weekend was for Wendy, and I am nothing if not a conscientious lover. Flicking my tongue over her hard clit I looked into her lust-filled eyes, and then asked, “You want to feel Nova’s tongue?”
Her voice was nearly a whisper when she said, “Yes.”
Moving out of the way, I called Nova over to the sofa. Kneeling beside Wendy, I coaxed Nova between her thighs. In the beginning he was unsure what I was asking him to do. So I dipped two fingers into Wendy’s wet body and offered the juices to him. Nova wrapped his tongue around my fingers trying to lick every last drop of Wendy from them. It was obvious Wendy was getting more turned on by the minute, watching Nova’s tongue. I pulled him forward. When Nova’s nose touched Wendy’s pussy lips, she jerked. I looked in her eyes again to make sure she was ready, “You ready?”
Before she could answer Nova lapped a wide wet path over her very wet outer lips.
“Ooooooooooh.” Was the only sound that she could muster.
Nova must have liked the taste of his new playmate because his tongue shifted into high gear, lapping over her pussy lips until she was a quivering mass of muscles. I reached down and began stroking her hard clit as Nova worked the tender flesh of her pussy. In what felt like seconds, Wendy was cumming like mad. Her head was jerking back and forth and wild guttural sounds escaping her lips. My cock was dripping pre-cum on the wood floor boards, watching the show in front of me. I wanted to shove my cock into her.
“Please. Help him f*** me,” Wendy is not one to talk nasty unless she is excited so I knew she was ready for the next step. I had her lift her thighs so I could slide a pillow under her hips and then I moved Nova into place. It was awkward at first to get Nova in place. His cock was bigger than Wendy thought, but she was beyond reason.
“Please. I want him inside me now.”
I guided his cock into her waiting pussy and Nova took over. Ramming his cock into her tender pussy in one long, hard thrust, Nova became a sex machine. She cried out in pain, “He’s too big.”
“Do you want to stop?”
Wendy may have wanted to stop but Nova wasn’t willing. He drove his cock into her over and over. Wendy’s groans were quickly replaced by moans of pleasure. She raised her hips off the pillow to get more of her canine lover into her. It may have been her first experience, but from the sounds of joy escaping her lips it would not be the last. I couldn’t stand it. I stood over the two lovers and stoked my cock. I wanted to be next having this sexy lady being taken by my canine friend but I knew it would be a short ride. I watched in awe of the whole event going on in front of me.
Wendy let out another groan of pleasure as Nova’s knot slipped past her pussy lips and began rubbing her g-spot. She came in a mad [SPAM] of babbled words. Telling my how good it felt, how deeply he was inside her, and the heat of the juices filling her body. In the end all that came from her mouth was hoarse noises of sexual euphoria. Nova shifted on the sofa and I made sure Wendy did not get too badly scratched.
I knew the answer to the question, but I had to ask none the less, “Was it good?”
Wendy was gasping for breath between orgasms so the only way she could respond was nodding.
I moved my fingers around Wendy’s clit bringing two more orgasms before Nova pulled out. Jumping down from the sofa and lying on the floor, Nova licked his cock. Wendy looked down at the tool that had just been inside her and exclaimed, “That’s huge!”
I had a bad case of the old “blue balls” by now and wanted release. Wendy saw my hard cock and pulled my over. Kissing the tips of my cock she looked up at me and said, “Thank you.” I wanted to answer but I could only moan as my cock entered her hot sexy mouth. It didn’t take long for her talented mouth to wipe away my resolve. Shooting my thick white juices into her mouth while rubbing her tender pussy to another orgasm.

I never thought anything this sexy and wild would have happened to me. But I am so happy that Wendy was willing to share it with me. Little did I know that I would be saying something similar later that night and the next morning

awesome story hon ,I liked it very much ..and Nova is as sweet as You ..but not as fun to cuddle with in the hammock .. ;)

Super story, hope to hear more about your weekend. Thank you.

Hot story!! Thank you for sharing it with us. :D

I should very much love to experiance the same thing one day, thank you.

:D That would be very hot!!! :P


Thanks for sharing!!!

Hot Story :w00t: Thanks....

Very hot story!! A fantasy come true.

Thank you for all the wonderful comments anf feedback.

I am working on three or four story ideas in calibration with my dear lady friend who is my editor and muse. Her fantasies are the seed from which these stories take root in my imgination.


again thank you all for the positive and negative comments that help me refine my stories.

Wonderful, well written. Easy to picture the whole event. A very joyful read!

You're one of the writers that always amazes me with your stories. They always manage to get me hot and bothered, and that's a good thing!! Thanks for this newest story.

Jetsons

WOW!!!! Great story, I have to admit that that is my dream fantasy. Good on you. Hope to hear more from you on your weekend adventure

I am working on another story but have plans to add to this one after that..hope you all can wait that long...

I seem to be collecting some rabid fans..pardon the pun....lol

thanks for telling us of ur fun gave you a 10 for it

Great Story.