I decided the other night that I should try my hand at writing stories. I didn't want to try and write a really long one only to find out that I sucked, so I wrote this short one as part of a longer story. Let me know what you do and don't like, and also let me know if I should bother writing the next part. Also, I'd like to say thanks to seductive_ann who helped me with some advice along the way. Here goes:



Written by Arcnay.
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This is my first story. It could be a once off, but it's a nice setup for an ongoing saga if I feel inclined to write more (and if anyone actually wants to read any of them). btw, this is actually fictional, although I've based the characters and the house on people/places I know. Let the games begin.
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My First Zoo Memory - Part 1
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Peter had known Ann for nearly two years now. They had met at a club one night, the club where Ann worked, although it wasn't until subsequent visits that she started to respond to his advances. After the initial awkwardness though, they had very quickly come to realise how well suited they were for each other.

She was the epitome of cute. Her blonde hair was always a little messy, and her blue eyes sparkled in a way that let you know she didn't care about her hair being messy. When she was happy, she smiled with her whole body; and when she was unhappy, she sulked just as dramatically. Despite the stereotype, Ann was also very intelligent, discerning and free-spirited.

Peter, in contrast, was just an ordinary man. Brown hair, average build (with a hint of muscularity from his physically active employment), green eyes and just a little taller than average. His biggest difference from Ann was that he was very much the introvert.

Though they didn't officially live together, Ann spent most nights at Peter's place as it suited them. Peter lived alone otherwise, so the two were free to roam the house as they saw fit. Together they had learnt to become very adventurous with their intimacy (though that's a story for another time). Ann would often bring up new ideas for sexual exploits while feeling adventurous, and Peter would then brood on it for a couple of days (often without her knowing) and devise the best way to bring Ann's latest idea to fruition. Despite the openness of their relationship, some topic just weren't ever brushed upon. That is, until tonight...

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"That was the most pre-manufactured piece of hollywood rubbish I've seen in a long time," noted Peter with disgust. It was a Tuesday, and the pair had just been to see the latest offering at the nearby cinemas (something they often did because the tickets were cheap).

"I thought it was very touching," rebuffed Ann, "though I doubt you have any complaints about their choice of leading actress. I saw you craning to try and see up her skirt, for goodness' sake."

As usual, Peter knew he lacked a retort that would get him out of trouble. He gave his best mischevious grin and started to remove his clothes. Neither of them had a problem with nakedness, so Peter habitually stripped and threw his clothes into the laundry on his way to the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Ann opened the back door to let Bubbles into the house. Bubbles was a beautiful Labrador bitch who Peter had bought from the local dog pound less than a year before. She had been abandoned as a puppy as an unwanted birthday gift and ended up in the pound. She hadn't been old enough to desex, so unlike the other dogs at the shelter she was still 'intact'. When Bubbles had her first heat the dog from next-door had jumped a 6 foot fence just for a chance to get to her. Peter had kept her inside for a few weeks until she was no longer on heat. Since that time, he couldn't bear to see her lonely outside so the dog now had full run of the house.

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After his shower, Peter had set about making a light meal for himself, Ann and Bubbles. As he was dividing the food onto plates, Ann appeared wearing her usual bathrobe. "That smells delicious," she said.

"I ought to be delicious. I reheated it myself," Peter replied mockingly. He placed the dog's plate on the floor in the kitchen and went and sat down in the loungeroom with his plate of food. He preferred to eat in the loungeroom than at the dining table. After becoming accustomed to the idea, Ann had also taken a liking to eating in the loungeroom. She had not, however, mastered the fine art of balancing a plate on your lap while eating from it.

Bubbles had already hungrily inhaled her own meal by the time she appeared in the lounge room. Wasting no time, the dog shot straight for the small morsel of food that had escaped from Ann's plate. Sniffing curiously, she then started to lick the spots where the food had bounced off Ann's leg on it's downward journey. Bubbles' cold, probing nose made Ann writhe enough to drop another piece of steak off her plate. Thinking she had been rewarded, Bubbles started sniffing and licking Ann's leg even more. Ann promptly admitted defeat, grabber her plate and stood up to try and remedy the situation. It was then she noticed that Peter had been laughing at her the whole time. His punishment: Doing the dishes.

He could've argued that he'd cooked dinner and was exempt from doing the dishes, but there were only three plates to clean and he was feeling generous. He started to run a sink of hot water when he heard a familiar gasp and giggle from the lounge room. Peter assumed (quite rightly) that bubbles had found another spot on Ann that tasted like steak. The giggling continued for another minute or so while he washed the dishes, then stopped very abruptly.

Before curiosity got the better of him, Peter quickly finished the dishes and drained the sink. As he walked around the wall separating the kitchen from the loungeroom, all he could hear was the dog licking something. When he actually rounded the corner he was met with a mixed look of horror and curiosity on Ann's face. Bubbles had finished sniffing out food and had found another scent that grasped her attention. It was Ann's scent.

Bubbles had just walked straight forward and put her nose under Ann's robe and into her crotch. The sudden jolt of the dog's cold, wet nose against her clitoris had startled her. Anywhere else and she would've shooed the dog away, but the small
rush of pleasure was just enough that she stayed herself. The dog brushed against her clitoris twice more as she poked around with her nose. Still in shock, Ann's basic human lust urged her to push her hips forward and spread her legs just a little.

That small forward motion was enough to reveal the source of her scent. Bubbles sniffed lower and lower until she struck gold; Ann's pussy. Tentatively at first, the dog started to lick at her labia. Ann shivered with delight and pushed her hips forward even further to give the dog full access. Bubbles took this as approval and started to lick in longer, harder strokes up Ann's labia. The harder she licked, the more of the tasty juice she would get. Her shock now totally overpowered by lust, she started to write around and enjoy the sensations. In one smooth motion she untied her gown and brushes it aside to reveal her round, ivory breasts. Ann's nipples were a strong pleasure point for her, so she began to fondle and pinch them to increase her pleasure. She closed her eyes and started to moan gently...and then it happened.

Bubbles decided she wanted more. In one swift motion she thrust all three inches of her tongue into Ann's pussy. Ann arched her back and started open-eyed at the ceiling while a wave of pleasure washed over her. She'd never had something so stimulating and warm inside her before. As she tried to recover the dog withdrew its tongue and thrust it in again. Ann gasped in response. Spurred on by Ann's taste, the dog continued to thrust its tongue in and out of Ann's now soaking wet pussy. Ann was now only moments away from reaching her climax.

She only had the chance to resume massaging and fondling her breasts and nipples for a few seconds before Bubbles went in even further. Searching for even more of Ann's juice, the dog pushed in as far as it could. This time a cold, wet nose pushed hard against Ann's clitoris. Having her clitoris rubbed, her nipples massaged and a hot dog tongue inside her was just too much. She let out a quiet grunt as the first rush of orgasm shot through her body. Wave after wave came over her as she lay limp and helpless on the lounge chair. As she gave in, her legs fell together and the dog could no longer get access to the juices she had suddenly acquired a taste for.

All the while, Peter had been standing behind the chair watching. At first he'd watched in amazement, but he'd quickly discovered how much it turned him on seeing his wife licked out by his dog. Infact, his cotton boxer shorts did nothing to hide exactly how much it had turned him on. Ideas filled his mind as he sat down on the second lounge chair and removed his boxer shorts...

Cant wait for part two :drinks:

Great start for a beginning writer, cant wait what will happen in the next part.

piece of advice: Use words that are plane and simple, not all readers here are good in english, but for the rest great beginning.

thanks

Paul

Hey Arcnay,
Great story keep it up.

[COLOR=purple]That was great. When is the next installment? :ph34r: :w00t: :cat:

Arcnay, Great beginning! I like your style and word usage, please continue ! The people are real and the story erotic…. :heart:

I agree ready for part #2

OK I know we are not suppose to beg. Please Please Please do not make me beg for more, this is a fun story, with so many adventures to cum! Thank you. :P

Don't worry, that was a great first story you posted! ;)

And I'm sure everyone here will be looking forward to reading "Part 2"...thank you for the post! ^_^

A lovely beginning Arcnay. Thanks for sharing this with us :)

Thankyou for all of the positive replies. It seems people DO actually like the way I write, so I'll get started on the second part today. I also have to point out an error I made, seeing as you can't actually edit posts. At the very end I said 'wife' where I should've said 'girlfriend'. Oops :(

Okay folks, just finished it then. It's not so much a second part as a finishing of the first part. Put these two together and you have my first ever story in its entirety. I hope you enjoy it. Hell, I might even write another some time :)

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Part 2

Peter whistled to call the dog over to him. Still excited to participate, Bubbles happily trundled over to where Peter was sitting. He pointed to the end of his penis, now moist with pre-cum, motioning for the dog to give it a lick. Without inhibition the dog sniffed once and gingerly had a taste.

The first touch of her tongue sent shivers up Peter's spine. What he was doing felt 'wrong' and 'dirty', but also felt so good. The logical part of his brain told him he wasn't forcing or hurting the dog in any way, so he promptly let lust take control. Besides, he'd already seen how much Ann had enjoyed the same treatment, and Bubbles was eager too.

As the dog took a second lick he fought to restrain himself from thrusting forward and startling the dog. The third lick was a little harder than the first two. The fourth was harder and longer again. Bubbles liked the salty taste, and he was turned on enough that he was producing a constant amount of pre-cum. Again and again the dog licked, each time with a little more enthusiasm and another wag of her tail. He wondered if Bubbles had any concept of what she was doing to him.

Slowly the dog became more adventurous and moved her head forward a little. Now her tongue was licking up along the bottom of his shaft and then up along the end of his penis. Naturally this excited him even more. Still enjoying the taste, the dog moved forward just a little more to try and get more into her mouth. This time she moved forward enough that her top teeth touch the head of Peter's penis. Another jolt of electricity went through him, but this time he recoiled enough to startle the dog.

Bubbles stepped back and looked up at Peter with her tail down. Releasing that he had startled her, he reach out a hand to pat her on the head. "No, no. Good girl. You're a good girl. Here, try again. Just....a little more careful with the teeth, mmmk?". He pointed once more at the end of his shaft and the dog seemed to understand. The licking resumed again, much to Peter's delight.

Bubbles now twisted her head side to side, trying to lick was much as she could. Peter was sweating heavily, causing the whole length of his shaft to taste slightly salty. The dog was trying to cover every square inch to get at the salty taste. Once more Peter was startled by teeth touching the head of his penis, but he reassured the dog again and she seemed to get the idea this time.

Now Ann stirred. She had recovered from the intensity of her orgasm and was once more aware of her surroundings. She saw the front of her naked, her bath robe hanging on the chair either side of her. As she recalled what had happened, she searched the room for the dog. When she saw Peter with the dog, she stiffened, her gaze fixed upon the dog's tongue. It hadn't been a dream.

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This continued for some minutes until Peter realised that the licking alone wasn't going to be enough for him to reach orgasm. He looked over at Ann and noticed she was now fully aware and concious. As he gazed at her, Ann shifted her eyes up and stared straight back at him. The look on his face was all to familiar to her. She knew he needed release and was silently begging her to help.

She stood up and, out of habit, retied her bath robe. Ann walked over to Peter and unceremoniously knelt down next to the dog. "Lookout, Bubbles." The dog was trained to know that was her queue to step out of the way. Ann could clearly see no foreplay or teasing was required, so she took Peter's manhood into her mouth and began to suck up and down quickly and firmly.

Not wanting to be left out, Bubbles snuck back into the equation. Peter's legs were now spread wide enough that she could stick her head in next to Ann and lick at whatever she could find. She moved her head around as best she could and alternated between licking Peter's inner thighs and his scrotum.

Ann was certainly no novice at fellatio, and having his beloved pet licking rapidly at his balls and inner thighs sent him right over the edge. His restraint gave way as lust flooded his last bastion of concious self-control. He started bucking his hips forward and groaning as the tension surged up inside him. Starting in a long wave from his testicles, the wave raced through his body out to his toes, to his fingers, to the top of his head. His nerves flooded and he shot out the first spurt of semen. Again and again, each successive spurt was accompanied by a grunt of primal lust until, at last, he was spent.

It was nearly a minute before he regained his wit and was looking around the room. His release had been so intense he hadn't even noticed Ann get up in search of a towel. When, moments later, she reappeared, he took her by the hand and pulled her down to him. Peter gave her a passionate, loving kiss then pulled his head back. The look they shared needed no words to express: "Wow."

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Bubbles had been trotting along behind Ann on her search for a towel, and she now walked back into the loungeroom as Peter finished cleaning himself. He pulled up his cotton boxer shorts and gave a sharp whistle as he sat back down. The dog jumped up onto the lounge next to him and sat down wagging her tail, her face only inches from Peter's. He leant over and gave the dog a big hug. Feeling the same way, Ann also reach over and put her arms around the dog.

After their short embrace, Ann returned to her chair and put on the evening news. Bubbles lay down across Peter's lap as they all sat contentedly looking at, but not watching, the TV and letting the evening's events sink in. It was not a night they'd soon forget, but it would not be their last unforgettable evening...

very nice, Arc...hope to see more from you soon... :)

Mmmm, another great chapter! Hope the happy 3 some have plenty more enjoyable episodes! :clapping:

I might start on another part to the story, but I'm a bit zoo'd out for now. We'll see. Thanks for all of the replies (and the votes, I've never had votes before :rock:)