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 SEX DOG - Chapter 1 Wife finds a new kind if loving.

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   Note: A sex dog is a dog trained to have sex with a woman.  Not like
online videos where a large dog bounces around a woman, licks at her ass
then awkwardly tries to mount her.  Sex dogs are taught to fuck a woman and
bury the meat into her.

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   My wife's mother was always after us to have kids or risk suffering the
fate of Aunt Bonnie.  Aunt Bonnie lived alone on a small farm in Vermont
with her only companions being some dogs.

   Judy and I had tried for kids.  After several years of casually trying
and me not knocking her up a trip to the doctor and some tests showed that
being a mother would not be in her future.  Not that she took it hard,
because although we tried, I don't think my wife looked forward to being a
mother anyway.

   My wife and I aren't over-the-top good looking.  I'd rate Judy at 7,
maybe an eight, and myself a solid five.  The main thing you'd notice about
Judy is that she is short at four foot eleven inches.  I love her tight
little ass and tits that are a modest 30 B-Cup.  One tit's a little bigger
than the other, but dressed she is a hot enough looking wife.

   Not that she is a "hot wife".  There was one betrayal a couple years
into our marriage.  She broke into tears before telling me one night while
I had my cock buried in her.  I was really upset, but the idea of another
man's cock in her made me want to keep fucking her until I unleashed one of
my most outstanding loads ever into her.  I'll tell you about that before I
get into the Sex Dog thing.

   We had been to a party where everyone had drank too much.  We didn't
know she couldn't have children at the time.  We always skipped what we
thought was her fertile time, and it was right in the middle of one of
those times she let this almost stranger fuck her bareback.  He didn't pull
out and Judy was afraid her might have knocked her up.  I guess she was
afraid the baby would look like him.  I didn't find out until weeks later
her concern was because the guy that filled her with all that cum was
black.

   As far as I knew this was her only indiscretion although I dropped some
hints that I would have liked to have seen her taking a large black cock
deep into her tiny little body.  I tried to get it out of her as to how
huge her lover was which caused her to smile when I suggested it might have
been nine for ten inches.

   "I'll discuss it with you if you promise this will be last time we talk
about it.  I don't think it is something I need to share, but your are
driving me crazy with all your questions.  So, that's it.  Whatever you
want to know.  Then we are done with it.  Understand?"

   I agreed right away.  For all I knew she could be slipping around on me
right then.

   "Do I know this guy?"

   "I don't think so.  It was a big party.  I'd never seen him before."

   "Yet, you let him fuck you?"

   "We all were drinking too much.  I saw you get a little redhead off to
the side and try your best moves hoping you would be the one fucking a
stranger.  I just kind of slipped off your radar, didn't I?"

   "It didn't do me any good.  She left me standing there.  I got another
beer and realized I didn't know where you were.  How long were you with
him?"

   "About thirty minutes.  He asked if I had kids, then told me what I
needed was an eleven inch black cock pumping sperm in me if I wanted to be
pregnant.  He caught me off guard and had me thinking about it.  I called
his bluff.  I wanted to see what an eleven inch cock looked like."

   "Holy shit, Judy.  Was it really that big?"

   "It sure looked like it if it wasn't, and big around as a beer can.  It
scared the shit out of me, but I wanted to feel it in me."

   "So, you are 4' 11", how much of an eleven inch cock could you handle?"

   "It helped that I was feeling like a slut.  I had let another guy get
his fingers in my panties earlier.  I was pretty wet, but didn't expect it
to go in.  He pushed the head between my cunt lips and I pushed back.  I
felt myself open up and before I knew I was open enough the head slid in
and my outer lips locked around it.  I thought I would pass out from the
sensation of being stretched like that."

   Judy paused to see my reaction.  I couldn't think of anything to say as
I pictured what she had just told me in my mind.

   "We were still for a short time while I adjusted.  He pulled out to rub
some of my juices in my slit, then pushed the head back in without a lot of
effort.  He did that several times.  I started to cum on about the third
time it popped into me.  From where I lay the whole thing looked totally
ridiculous with the shaft still sticking out of me.  I guess I was the one
that started trying to get some of length in me.  He started pushing hard
when he felt my interest.  About half way in I started to cum, another
couple of inches was when he told me he was going to cum in me.  I thought
about it, but knowing it was a bad idea I grabbed his waist and tried to
pull him in deeper.  That's when I felt his seed pulse into me ...  a whole
lot of seed."

   "Then, as my wife you are telling me he had seven or eight inches in you
when he shot his load?"

   "Yes, I guess so.  The first time."

   "The first time???"

   "He was looking at me all splayed out, my pussy a mess, and his cum
running from my slit.  He never really went soft.  He watched me lay there
exposed as he jacked his dick back to full erection again.  I had never
moved from where he pulled out of me.  He shoved the head at my open gash
and it went right back in.  We fucked maybe fifteen minutes with me cumming
over and over again when he shoved hard and sent another load of sperm
against my cervix, where I knew it really shouldn't be.  He held his cock
tight into me for several minutes while I felt it pulse and spurt more
little gobs of black baby goo where it would do the most good."

   Neither of us knew at the time that Judy couldn't conceive children.

   "I knew he was all in but the last inch or so.  I felt so stuffed, but
loved the feeling.  I could have laid there all night with that big cock in
me.  Then I got to thinking about having a black kid.  How you would react
and all?  What our friends would say?  My parents ...  I was so fucked.  I
knew I was dead center for my time of the month to be impregnated."

   "Did you every think of going back to get that last inch?  Or, did you?"

   "No.  He asked for my number and asked to see me again.  I told him that
if I did it again I'd never leave.  I'd want black cock forever.  I didn't
want to ruin my marriage.  I was so scared he knocked me up.  When my
period came it was such a miracle I wasn't carrying his kid.  No wonder you
couldn't give us a baby if all that cock and all that sperm didn't do it."

   It was a couple of years later that we learned for certain that she
wouldn't be able to have children.  What if she knew that then?  Would
she'd still be fucking him, or some other black guy with a big cock?

   "That was it?  You were over it?"

   "I still think about it.  But, I don't want to be a small woman with a
large cunt.  It was great if all I wanted in life was to get fucked.  When
you helped me to the car, then into the house, and into bed you thought I
was that drunk.  The truth was that he fucked me until I couldn't walk.  I
felt a huge void inside me for days.  My pussy looked huge.  I thought it
was ruined the way it gaped open and how the lips we distended."

   "God, I wish I could have seen that?"

   "Well, it would have ruined sex for you with me forever.  You thought I
was mad at you for flirting at the party.  I played that angle to keep you
from fucking me and finding out.  When I let you have some after my period
almost three weeks later I was afraid you could tell there was a difference
in me down there.  I could sure tell.  Every stroke you took I compared to
what his cock would be doing to me."

   "Shit, Sweetheart.  I never knew!"

   "I did.  You always made me cum until then.  After having black cock
I've been faking it."

   "Faking it!" I was disheartened and shaken.

   "I'm sorry.  Sometimes you get me almost there.  Then I quietly get
myself off with my fingers after you doze off."

   That was my life for several years.  Knowing I couldn't satisfy my wife.
Using her for a place to lose my load with her finishing up by hand next to
me.  I got the attitude, fuck her, I'm getting myself off.  She started it
with her black cock curiosity.

   But, now on with why this story is about sex dogs.

   I was long over feeling bad over not getting Judy off in bed.  I had
just pumped my load into her when my cell phone rang.  She answered.  A
strange man's voice threw her off.

   "Who is this?" She demanded.

   "Oh, I see.  Hi!  How are you?"

   I was watching her from behind while I tried to figure out who was
calling.  My dick throbbed when I saw my cum start to escape her pussy. 
Maybe another round was in order.

   "Really?  I'm so sorry."

   "Okay, then.  See you in a couple of days."

   All I knew was her side of the conversation when she laid down the
phone.

   "My Great Aunt Bonnie died a little while ago.  My cousin was calling
your phone so you could break the news to me."

   "I'm sorry, Honey.  I barely remember you mentioning an Aunt Bonnie."

   "It's weird.  I only visited a couple of times when my Mom would drop me
off for a week.  I was her only niece through my Dad.  Mom hated her.  We
need to be at the funeral and at the reading of the will."

   "And, where does she live?"

   "Vermont.  A small farm in Vermont."

   "God, we'll have to leave in the morning early to get there the next
afternoon."

   "I hope she is leaving you enough to pay for the gas and a motel."

   An early morning start on a Spring day had us up before sunrise.  Judy
showered first.  As I was about to head into the bath I noticed her put on
a top with no bra.  Her slightly wobbly tits were outlined in the material.
She was very self-conscious about their shape with one narrow and pointing
kind of straight out and the other slightly smaller and pointing towards
her arm.  Both kind of banana shaped and now poking into the material.

   Next she pulled on a pair of white shorts with no panties.  Usually an
outfit she would not dare even to wear around the house.  Her cunt outline
showed through, but I refrained from comment.

   "What?  What's wrong?"

   "Nothing, I never seen you go anywhere without undies."

   "Well, it's a long, long drive and I intend to be comfortable."

   I left her finishing packing enough clothes for what seemed like a
month. After my shower I put on a workout shirt and some baggy shorts, the
kind with an elastic waist band.

   "Oh, joining the fashion crowd, are we?"

   "I thought about what you said.  It made sense."

   I watched her fuss about the suitcases and what I had packed.  My suit
was on a hanger.  I loaded the car and set the GPS for the town in Vermont.

   "Do we need gas before we go?"

   "No, we can drive a couple of hours, then fill up and get some
breakfast."

   I looked at her beside the car door.  Her nipples were staying erect
from brushing the fabric and it wasn't hard to make out the darkness of her
bush.  Her having a fat pussy mound made it even more obvious.  The crotch
of the shorts rode slightly in her slit.  Hell, I wasn't going to say
anything.  Plus, it was making me a little hard just looking at her.

   The early departure had us out in the country before rush hour.  By 9:00
AM we were both hungry and needing gas for the car.  I'd been sneaking
peeks at my wife.  The slight bounce of the roadway kept her nipples
extended as they rubbed the fabric of her shirt.  I tried to imagine
looking up the baggy legs of her shorts for the unimpeded view of her cunt,
wondering if her nipples were excited might her pussy not be wet as well?"

   The exit had several gas stations and fast food joints.  I pulled into
my usual brand to fill up.

   "Do you need to pee or anything?"

   "I do, but it must be cleaner at the restaurant than at a gas station."

   We went to where we could get sausage and biscuits.  A favorite of both
of us.

   I carried the food tray while Judy got the drinks, napkins, etc.  She
got several looks while we waited to order.  Then I was already seated when
mu wife came carrying the drinks.  Every head looked and turned to follow
her as she walked by.  Her tits were scooting around under her top, her
bush showed through her shorts, and the crotch was even tighter in her
slit.

   There wasn't much left to be imagined as heads turned to watch her ass
as she went by.  She seemed to pick up on something was not right as she
neared the table and gave me a funny look as she made a face like something
was wrong behind her.

   "I feel like I'm about to be grabbed and tied to a post out back. 
Haven't these people seen a woman in a while?"

   "Maybe just not as pretty as you, Dear."

   The sausage and biscuits were great.  I dumped the trash in the bin as
we both headed to the restroom to pee and get ready to hit the road.  As
usual I was done first.  Judy came out with a slightly pissed look on her
face.  I guess she had checked herself in the mirror.

   "Couldn't you tell me, like when we left the house, that the goods were
on display."

   "I thought that was what you wanted.  We are on vacation.  No one knows
us here."

   "Well, we'll see.  It's your wife's tits and pussy they are all staring
at."

   We started past the other booths and tables towards the car.  Someone
tipped a heads up and almost everyone turned to get another look I was
slightly behind.  She might not have liked the attention, but there was a
little bounce to her step to make her boobs shake and her ass had a little
bit of grind to it.

   We got out of the building and headed to the car.  A family with three
kids was coming in.  I think the wife saw it first.  She did a double take
at Judy's pussy, looked up to her nipples, then whipped her head at her
husband to see if he was looking.  His expression confirmed that he was. 
His wife sent an elbow to his ribs.  Their daughter, about six years old,
spoke as we walked my.

   "Look Mommy, you can she that woman's pussy."

   I guess that's what you get when you teach your kid the word pussy
instead of pee pee.  The old man probably fucked the hell of his wife that
night and maybe a couple of nights after that.

   "You got a kick out of that, didn't you?" I teased.

   "I'm not going to say.  You figure it out."

   In the car the nipples were still poking her shirt.  I reached to run my
hand over them.  Judy let out a little moan.  Then slapped my hand away.

   "Not in the parking lot."

   I merged onto the interstate still continuing east.  The journey was
really just beginning.  Judy squirmed in the seat.  I think the attention
had gotten to her.  About 30 miles down the road she turned to more or less
face me by shifting kind of sideways on the seat with her back to the door.
Her legs bounced a little more open as we continued down the highway.  I
could see her pussy in the shadow up the leg of her shorts.

   "You know, I can see you little cunt."

   "Really?" She closed her legs.

   "How about now?"

   "No." I responded.  She opened her legs wider.

   "How about now?"

   "Nice view." She got them as far as she could and not fall out of the
seat.  Good this she was petite to give her room.

   "How about now?  She had closed them again.

   "No."

   I noticed her moving around in the seat and lifting her ass a little.  I
couldn't take my eyes off the road as we were in traffic.

   "How about now?"

   When I looked she had taken her shorts off and her gash spread wide in
full view.  I could see the moisture from her morning of arousal.

   "Nice!"

   "Why don't you find a place to pull over.  You can eat my pussy."

   Whoa!  That's something that hadn't come up since well before the black
guy fucked her.  She just never showed much interest.  Suddenly she was
more than my cum dump.  I really wanted to fuck her if she'd let me, but
eat her out for sure.

   "Seriously?"

   "Just any place you can find that a lot of people won't be standing
around watching."

   "Maybe a motel?"

   "Why take the time or money.  Can't you eat pussy in a car?"

   I guess that said I wouldn't be fucking her, but eating that cute little
cunt was something I couldn't wait to get down on.  There was an exit with
a dirt road into some trees.  It turned out to be a storage site for the
highway department.  There were some used condoms scattered around under
the trees.  I pulled into the shade.

   Judy's side of the car was in the shade and facing away from the
highway. With the center console in the way she got out and into the back
seat.  When I got there she was spread as wide as the backseat would allow
and waiting.  I got my knees at the open door with my chest and arms on the
seat.  I put my face right in her cunt slit and ran my tongue the length of
it several times bringing on little moans of pleasure from Judy.

   It had been ages since she wanted her pussy eaten.  The taste and scent
of her were remarkable.  I could stay right was I was and be happy.  As I
licked Judy squirmed and starting grunting dirty words at me.

   "Eat my gooey cunt, Baby.  Eat my gooey cunt.  Oh, fuck you are going to
make me cum."

   That sounded good.  I hadn't been able to make her cum since her ten
inches of black cock adventure.  I shoved my face in deeper, working up to
her clit and biting it, then licking back down into her wet slit.  Judy
grabbed the back of my head and pulled hard trying to get more of my face
into her cunt.  Then I heard her muttering.

   "Oh, fuck.  That's it right there.  I'm going come for you, Baby.  Eat
my cunt.  More tongue, more tongue.  Eat my cunt!  Eat my cunt!  Eat my
cunt!  Oh ...  oh ...  oh ...  oh ....  fuck, that's it ...that's it."

   Judy rammed her crotch at my face.  I stayed buried in it.  Just as I
felt her cum flowing from her orgasm I sucked her clit into my mouth.  She
exploded all over my face.  There was no doubt this time.  I was making her
cum.  How long had it been with me unloading in her and her finishing my
finger fucking herself?  How long ago had that black bastard ruined my sex
life with my wife?

   I didn't let her come down.  I kept fucking her with my mouth and my
tongue, sucking down all of her sweet juices.  I was making her cum and she
couldn't stop.  How many times was it?  Five, maybe six.  Maybe more until
she was a senseless mass of female flesh.  I should have kept going, but
she was pushing me away with her hands, trying to get away from my tongue
that had driven her beyond her senses.

   My wife lay quietly in the back seat.  I watched her open cunt as she
lay exhausted.  I dropped my pants to fuck her.  Judy stirred and tried to
get up.

   "What happened?  What happened to me?  I remember you eating me then I
lost all track of everything, but cumming and cumming over and over again.
God!  I'm in the car.  Oh, fuck.  Aunt Bonnie's funeral.  We'll be late for
Aunt Bonnie's funeral."

   I felt silly with my dick in my hand.

   "Did you fuck me?  I don't remember.  Did you fuck me?"

   "No, but I sure as hell am going to."

   "Please wait.  Not now.  Let me keep this feeling.  This crazy feeling.
You made me cum and cleaned up my juices.  Fucking me will just make a
mess. We have to get to the funeral."

   She pulled on her shorts, but didn't fastened them.  She stumbled into
the front seat and slumped back against the seat and laid back quietly.

   "You made me cum.  You made me cum a lot.  Thanks for doing that."

   She became still, not moving as I closed her door, got in, and drove
slowly back to the interstate.  Within a mile she was in a deep sleep in
the seat beside me, her unfastened shorts showing her tummy.  A couple
hours later she sat up wide awake.  She looked around at cornfields and
smiled at me.

   After a brief quizzical look she reached over to slide her hand down
past the elastic and into my baggy shorts to grab my cock.  It was starting
to get hard.  She gripped and began stroking it up and down.

   "I think my husband been holding out on me."

   She continued to jack me off as we drove down the road.

   "There's going to be a hell of a mess to clean up." I warned.

   Judy turned to look up and down the interstate.

   "Traffic isn't bad.  Just don't wreck us."

   The next thing I knew her mouth was going over my cock.  I may not have
a ten inches cock like her black fuck buddy at the party, but I have a
little more than six.  She wasn't going to deep throat me in the car.  Her
lip and tongue going up and down on it sure did the trick though.  I didn't
even warn her when it was cumming.  After getting a load worked up from
eating her pussy in the back seat I gave her tonsils quite a bath.

   Judy held down on my cock while I felt my seed pumping against the back
of her throat.  She was a trooper about it and didn't leak a drop.  She sat
back up in her seat and looked back at me, but didn't say anything.  A few
moments later she moved closer to me and opened her mouth as she leaned
over the console.  She still had my whole load in her mouth.

   "Oh, shit.  Sorry, Babe.  Do you want me to pull over so you can spit it
out?"

   I heard her swallow and gulp, then cough a little.

   "No.  Thanks." She smiled at me.  "I've got it.  Not that bad really."

   She leaned back in her seat again with her legs slightly open and her
nipples jabbing at her shirt.

   "I see you nipples seem to be staying hard."

   "It's the shirt.  It rubs against them, keeping them perky.  I kind of
like it.  You enjoying the show?"

   "Oh, yeah.  Liking it a lot."

   "I hope the next rest stop has a soda machine.  I need a drink and have
to pee."

   I smiled as the little bumps in the highway made her nipples bounce. 
Her hand rested just inside the open flap of her shorts.  Her fingers
brushed idly in her pubic hair.  It was another thirty miles to the rest
stop.  I think her fingers were reaching her clit.

   We pulled into a space in the second row.  The crowd was pretty big.  I
guess getting rid of the morning coffee.

   "Here we are.  Do you need to put on a jacket or tie a sweater around
your waist?"

   I was thinking of the display at breakfast with everyone staring at her
nipples and crotch.

   "No, I'm good.  Looking forward to it."

   I got out and walked around her side of the car.  Judy was out and ready
to go.  I walked just slightly behind her to see people's reaction to my
exhibitionist wife.  Men and women were noticing her.  The men probably
wondering about fucking her petite body with the protruding pussy mound and
the women were looking shocked and disgusted with some of them wishing they
were her.  I was proud that I was her husband.  Her body was working it so
that those that might not have noticed did.

   When she came out of the women's toilet I walked towards her.  She
turned away from me.  I got the clue and stopped nearby.

   "What?  You don't know me now?"

   "No, I'll act like I'm waiting for you.  Step away and watch.  Some of
the wives looks like could kill."

   I gave her some distance and sat on a bench.  She played it out for like
fifteen minutes.  Every now and then she would get up on her toes as if she
was looking in the distance.  It highlighted her ass from the back and drew
attention for her pubic mound and her bush from the front.  I don't think
any of the men were leaving.  One woman dressed like some church freak
walked up to her.  I expected trouble and stood up and moved closer.  After
a few seconds of looking Judy up and down the woman drew my wife's
attention to speak.

   "You know you are dressed like a whore?  Everyone can see everything
you've got." The woman spat out her words.

   "I know.  And, I see your husband hasn't taken his eyes off my cunt ever
since you walked over here."

   I laughed as the old bitch scolded and harangued the poor guy all the
way to their car.  Finally I worked my way around to the toilets so I could
come out like I'd been in there a while.

   We got to the car and laughed our asses off.

   "You were right about not worrying about anyone knowing us.  Not only
was that a lot of fun, you may need to do a little clean up on me later."

   I hadn't felt like this with Judy since our honeymoon.  This was
something totally unexpected from her.  She sat with her leg angled in the
seat in such a way that I could see enough up her leg to see pussy hair. 
After a few miles ...

   "When are we going to stop next?"

   "We have plenty of gas.  I thought we'd make it a late lunch to miss the
crowd.  I suppose about three hours."

   Judy didn't say anything.  A few minutes later she took off her shorts
and sat naked from the waist down.  She toyed with her pubic hair with her
finger tips, brushing lightly through it as I tried to get good looks, but
not stare at her actions.

   We drove along at the speed limit as I became aroused at the idea that
she would do such a thing.  Several miles later her hand went to the
buttons on her blouse in such a subtle way it was barely noticeable.  Soon
she shucked off her shirt and dropped it between her feet on the floor.  We
rode along several miles without either of us saying a word.  My cock tried
to work its way from my shorts.  She gave me a hardon that was almost
painful.

   Again without saying a word she turned towards me and put a leg up to
open her pussy to me.

   "If you find us a good place to pull over you can eat my pussy again."

   I had been thinking the same thought.  My wife was back.  For the first
time since she confessed about letting a huge black cock fuck her I wanted
at her cunt, wanting to do her some good.  Wanting to make her cum again
like I had earlier in the morning.  I didn't care if I fucked her, because
...  well shit, because I wasn't sure I could make her cum with my cock,
but with my mouth and tongue I was in control.

   "There's not much chance of finding a place along an interstate to do
what I want to do to you.  Let's take the next exit and look for a country
road."

   I never had such a good time on the way to a funeral.  The next exit was
about ten miles.  I took a right and then the first left.  A mile down the
pavement crossed a gravel road.  I was looking for a gate into a cornfield
or any pullover under some shade.  Judy still rode naked, but watching for
any place we could park out of the way.

   We started to pass by an old two story house with porches and a barn. 
We both noticed the place was overgrown with weeds and likely abandoned.  I
backed up to the driveway and pulled down the lane that would leave us
about a hundred feet off the road.

   "Can you imagine living here?" Judy gushed.  "The man working the fields
and taking care of the animals in the barn, the wife tending a garden and
taking care of the house.  At the end of the day them upstairs with him
fucking the shit out of her?  I can almost feel myself lifting my skirt and
having him shove his cock in me while we thrashed around in some old
squeaky bed."

   I didn't know what to say.  I more imagined Judy fucking the black farm
hand while her husband was out in the fields, lifting her skirt instead to
a black cock filling her aching cunt and perhaps impregnating her with
child.

   My mind was distracted by Judy getting out of her door and getting into
the back seat again.  There was a bit of cleaning to do as I lay between
her splayed thighs.  The nude ride and the showing of her charms at the
rest stop had caused her to lubricate a good bit.  I lapped up her fragrant
juices and she began to provide me with more to swallow.

   My tongued worked its magic on her cunt again, giving her many orgasms,
and leaving her in a rather dopey state of mind.  She took her shirt and
shorts from the front seat, put them on, and walked towards the old house.
We avoided falling through the porch floor and peeked into the dirty
windows, a couple of them with missing glass.  Some old furniture remained,
covered in dust.

   We worked our way through the weeds to the old barn.  Part of one door
had fallen off.  We eased ourselves inside the stale dusty air.  Cobwebs
and the smell of bad hay filled the air.  Particles of dust drifted down.

   "Maybe you'd like some relief before we get back on the road."

   Judy dropped to her knees in the dirt of the barn floor.  I pulled down
my shorts and stepped out of them.  Judy inhaled my cock into her mouth.  I
wasn't accustomed to a blowjob from my wife.  That's what I'm blaming for
my two minute build up to shooting my seed.  This time rather that swallow
my cum she pulled off and aimed it into the air where it fell into the
dried dirt on the floor.  A couple of quick sucks on the head finished the
clean up.

   Back in the car Judy asked how long to lunch.  I told her we'd need gas
in an hour.  With that she leaned back in the seat, still dressed, and went
to sleep.

   Me getting out to fill the tank with gas awoke her.

   "Where are we?"

   "About half way through Ohio.  The whole trip in on I-90.  Close to the
lakes, but pretty damned ugly.  We are a little behind on being in
Rochester by tonight."

   New York seemed like forever away in the distance.  We missed rush hours
for the most part.  Staying with it we managed to make it to Buffalo late
in the evening.  I had Shatner get us a deal on a room and pulled into the
parking lot and walked into the lobby.  There was good and bad news. 
Although I had the reservation earlier there was a mix up.  The clerk
apologized for giving us an upgrade room.

   Our seventy dollar a night room was one that probably went for near
three hundred.  Judy few back on the luxurious bed.

   "As soon as I shower you can eat my pussy again."

   She smiled as she made her statement, knowing the long drive wasn't
going to be too much to keep me from being up for it.

   When I came out from my shower Judy was splayed open on the bed waiting
for me.  I dove in with great enthusiasm.  The fancy hotel bed being a far
cry from eating her out twice in the back seat on our journey.  I enjoyed
my power over her.  Making her cum probably fifteen times in the day after
not being able to satisfy her with my dick in several years.

   The secret was not to let up.  Just keeping licking, sucking, and biting
at here cunt and her clit until she melted to my touch.  Unlike the daytime
orgasms, being in a bed allowed her to drop off to sleep after one last
squeal as the final orgasm wracked through her body.  I heard a little
snore as I gazed into her snatch.  Still there was the hurt and wonder
about how it must have looked after the ten inch black had fucked and cum
in her twice.  There wasn't a mess this time for sure.  I had taken care of
that, swallowing everything drop of her juices that came to my mouth.

   I didn't even give a shit that I didn't get a chance to release my load.
I had eaten my wife almost into a coma.  I had given her all she could take
three different times.  Not only did I feel in control, but I realized I
was starting to feel in love with her again.

   When I awoke in the morning she was laying right where I had left her.
Thighs still wide open, a trace of a smile on her face.  I gave her a kiss
on the cheek to wake her.  Had we more time I would have put my face right
in her cunt again, and I am sure she would not have complained.

   "Oh, I had to think of where we are.  The last thing I remember I was
going to make you stop because I felt if I started to cum I'd lose all
control.  I remember it hitting me hard and thinking I would explode from
the intensity of it."

   "Glad you liked it."

   After getting dressed Judy was in another see through while blouse with
her wobbly tits.  By the time we got to the elevator her nipples were at
full attention from the action against the cloth.  Her shorts were shorter,
but of a buttery color.  Her beaver hair didn't show through, but her pussy
mound looked even more prominent.  Walking a few steps had the seam of her
shorts in her cunt again.

   For some reason breakfast isn't free in the fancier hotels.  A buffet
breakfast was going to run us almost forty bucks.  We looked up our
favorite fast food place for biscuits and gravy again.  Judy drew an equal
response from the fellas, showing the guys in Indiana aren't a lot
different from the guys in Western New York.  What the tight shorts did for
her ass went double for her cunt mound in the front.

   We got in the car fed and refreshed.

   "Well, that was fun." Judy giggled.

   "It's always nice to be appreciated." I remarked.

   We put the car on I-90 again, headed east towards Vermont.  After a few
miles Judy called her cousin to see how things were going.

   "Everything is set.  Aunt Bonnie prepaid everything and set the
services. Viewing starts at 6:00 tonight and the funeral is tomorrow at
ten-thirty.  We meet with the lawyer at 2:00 PM about the will."

   "Wow!  I bet you're going to be rich." I laughed.

   "How long is the drive until we get there?"

   "I don't know.  Five or six hours."

   "Maybe we can stop like yesterday somewhere along the road."

   "Maybe we can hit the motel early." I suggested.

   "Okay, let's stop at the next rest stop."

   It was too early for that, but I knew what Judy had in mind.

   "You know, yesterday the outline of your boobs showed.  Today I can
actually faintly see them through the material."

   Judy just relaxed and put the seat back.  Her nipples were already into
it.  The rest stop was only about twenty miles away.  Once there she
strutted herself much to the delight of the men.  Women gave me the "What
the fuck is wrong with you?" look as she made sure many men and husbands
could see.

   Before we got out of there she was talking to one man about the nice
view.  As she looked out to the horizon the man noticed the display in
front of him, stuttering and stammering his replies.  When he noticed her
pussy mound with her shorts in her cunt slit he almost fell over.  There
was a traveler that was going back to his car to jack off.

   Back in our car Judy buckled in and relaxed backwards again.

   "Pleased with yourself?"

   "Oh, yes.  Very, very pleased.  Going to a funeral can be so much fun.
Maybe we should watch for a pull over."

   When it was time for lunch and more fuel Judy wanted to eat at a truck
stop.  During all the years of our marriage she would have gagged if I had
made the same suggestion.  There was no doubt in my mind about her
intentions as she gave me a big smile.

   "Go ahead and find a good parking space.  I'll go on inside."

   Knowing she wanted a head start I gave her a good one.  It was much like
I expected as I entered ten minutes later.  She had drawn a crowd at the
food as well as having the attention of every eye in the room.  She kept
checking the line to see when I entered.  I grabbed a tray and kept my
distance, opting for a couple of hot dogs and taking a seat against the
wall.

   Judy managed to make a lot of poses that pressed her tits against the
fabric.  Her shorts were tighter in crotch than when I let her out of the
car.  I had a big hardon just watching my wife make her moves.  Finally to
the end of the line she paid.  A little to my surprise she chose a table
next to me.

   A couple of trucker types joined her and I was treated to their ribald
conversation.  Mostly coming from about how they could make her trip
worthwhile.  She finally had to counter that her husband was with her, but
was taking a nap in the car.

   "That's too bad, Honey.  Because I think I have just what you need. 
What say you let him drive along alone and we can meet up again a few miles
down the road?"

   "And, what is it you think I need?" My wife countered.

   "You look like you need a big cock up in ya." The trucker leered. 
"Maybe a big load of cum to leak out of ya."

   "Not that it's a bad offer, but if you don't mind me asking, how big is
this cock you are talking about."

   "Eight inches, Baby.  Eight inches of steel hard cock and a set of balls
loaded with cum.  Just what you need."

   "I've had ten.  If you can't beat that I'll stick with my husband out in
the car."

   "Maybe you'd like a look at it.  You might change your mind."

   "You going to get it out in here where everyone is watching?"

   "How about after lunch we go out to my truck."

   Judy didn't answer right away.  I was finished, but wasn't about to
leave the table.  The trucker made a few more remarks about how good his
cock would feel inside her.  Finally Judy seemed to have finished eating
all she wanted and laid down her fork.  I knew if he had eight inches he
had me beat all to hell.  Maybe she was looking for someone to fuck her.

   "I'll go out to your truck with you.  But, I won't get in your truck
until I see your cock and tell my husband what is going on."

   They got up to leave together.  I could see from my window as they
walked side by side towards his truck.  The trucker would drop a step back
to admire the ass he thought he was about to fuck.  I decided I'd better
get to the car in the case I might have to follow them.  I started the car
and moved to where I had a clear view between the trucks.

   Judy was standing in kind of an "I dare you" stance watching him fumble
with the front of his pants.  Several others were outside the front of the
truck stop with a clear view of what was going on.  They all hung quietly
as what looked like an eight inch cock as promised came out of the front of
his pants.  A muffled moan like cheer came from the crowd as my wife took
his cock in her hand and jacked up and down it a few times.

   As everyone was expecting her to drop to her knees she said something to
him and started walking towards our car.  I held my breath as she walked
towards me and got in her side.  She settled in the seat and fastened her
seat belt.

   "We're ready to go???  I thought the way your were acting you were going
to fuck him."

   "I didn't think you'd want me to, would you?" She spoke flatly.

   "No, or course not.  After your remark about having had ten inches I
thought you might go for it."

   She didn't answer as we drove another hour.

   "I can't wait to get to the motel.  I need you eating between my legs."

   Then I didn't answer.  Then another almost hour gone.

   "I almost did it.  I almost went with him and let him fuck me.  Would
you have been okay with it?"

   "That's all I've been thinking about.  I don't think so, but I'd want
you to do what you want to do.  Does that make sense?"

   "I started to step towards his truck.  He'd just be letting me out about
now.  I'd be getting back in the car with you with his cum running out of
me.  His cock would have stretched me out and left me hanging open.  He
would have fucked me good."

   "Do you want to stop the next stop and try again?"

   "No, what's passed has passed."

   "Maybe some other time?" I held my breath.

   "It would have to be something random like that.  I wouldn't want a lot
of complications of it becoming a relationship.  Have you thought about
fucking someone else?"

   "Not really until now."

   "Maybe we could make it thing like me and you with someone else like on
the same weekend or something.  Not the same room That would be creepy. 
Maybe I fuck someone, then you fuck someone, maybe the next night or
something."

   "What if I fuck someone, then you fuck someone the next night?"

   "No, it wouldn't work that way.  We need to be sure I do it, then you."

   That was a strange thought to be left with the rest of the trip.

   We got to the motel by 3:30.  Shatner got us a nice room for forty
bucks. Judy took a quick piss, wiped her crotch, and went spread-eagled on
the bed.  I didn't even take a leak.  I went face first into her cunt.  She
was only seconds from a good orgasm.  Things had been building up.  I
didn't leave her pussy alone for almost an hour.  I had her to the point
that she wasn't sure where she was or what was happening to her.

   I didn't get off and didn't really care.  Fucking her up to the point of
not knowing where she was or what was happening was all the getting off I
needed.  I let her sleep until just enough time to shower and get dressed.
We skipped dinner so we could be a little early to the funeral home.  My
dark suit and her short black dress looked good on us.  I knew there was
nothing else under what Judy was wearing.

   It was just us, the cousin from on the phone, the funeral director, and
a neighbor lady that said she was looking after Bonnie's dogs.  We stopped
for a nice dinner on the way back to the apartment.  Judy leaned towards me
over the table.

   "I wanted to say I'm sorry about the part with the truck driver this
afternoon.  I almost fucked him, and didn't mean to do anything like that.
It was so much like the black guy.  It just kept going in steps until I was
almost in his sleeper."

   "That's all that's been on my mind since.  What did you mean by us
fucking someone else some weekend?  I kind of like this eating pussy thing
we have going.  I can't do that if some stranger is fucking you and
shooting a load in there."

   "I wondered about that with the trucker.  Would you still have taken me
to the motel and ate me out if I fucked him?"

   I didn't answer.  I was pretty sure the answer was no.  I needed to take
a shit.  Judy said she'd get a drink at the bar.  When I came back out an
older man was standing close to her at her bar stool.  There wasn't anyone
else within twenty feet of them.  She was leaning into him as she spoke. 
There was an evil grin on her face while he looked flushed.  There was
movement between them.  His cock was out.  My wife was jacking off a
stranger!  Her speed picked up.  His expression changed.  She kept jacking,
pointing his cock down.

   They reached for napkins.  He obviously wiped his cock while Judy dabbed
at her skirt.  She gave him a kiss full on the mouth and walked towards me.
Semen was in a glob lower on her dress.  The black made it stand out making
it look like it should be part of the design.

   "Ready to go back to the motel?" My wife grinned.

   I didn't know what to say.  In the car Judy clarified what had happened.
I thought I'd flirt while you were in the toilet.  You took a little longer
and he moved a little faster.  I told him I wouldn't fuck him.  Next thing
I knew I've got sperm on my dress.  Did you like watching your wife get him
off in a bar?"

   "It was more that I expected.  I thought we'd be leaving and I'd be
eating your cunt."

   "You still are.  That's why I didn't let him fuck me.  Some funeral
trip, huh?"

   It was some funeral trip.  There were a few townies that knew Bonnie
that showed up.  We ate lunch afterwards.  Judy was on good behavior,
acting like the dutiful niece in a black two piece suit.

   Later at the lawyer's office we waited several minutes until the two
o'clock time and then was ushered into his office.

   "Are we going to wait for anyone else?" Judy was surprised that no one
else was there.

   "No, it's simple.  You're it.  I've got a couple of bills to pay.  You,
are the only heir mentioned in the will get to sign my check for my
services and I'll leave you to it.  Here are a set of keys.  The neighbor
has a key to get in to feed the dogs.  You may want to replace that lock."

   "This is all so strange.  I hadn't even seen her for maybe fifteen
years. This isn't the old place.  She moved at about that time to where she
lived when she died."

   We took the keys.  Thanked the man and walked to our car.  Sitting
inside we were lost in thought.

   "I guess this will pay for our gas and motel." I commented.

   "Yeah.  I guess we need to drive out and look around."

   I set the GPS for the address.  It was about a fifteen minute drive and
not at all what we expected.  There was a slightly run down two story house
with a big front porch, much like the one we had seen in Ohio.  Also, a
small shed and an old barn that was in better shape than the house.

   We went in the house.  Everything was neat and tidy, if not a little
dated.  The rooms were large, the furniture comfy and the queen sized bed
upstairs seemed almost new.  Judy laid back on the bed with her legs open.

   "Looks like we have ourselves a house." She giggled.

   "Yeah, a house to sell and get back to Chicago."

   "Oh, I don't know.  It's a fairy tale house with porches and all.  Want
to spend the night?"

   "Our stuff is still at the hotel and the room paid for."

   "Okay, let's look around before we go.

   The kitchen was laid out nice and the cabinets stocked with food and
dishes.  Even the milk date was good in the fridge.  Aunt Bonnie had died
on the kitchen floor, was the story.  We both looked at the floor and
walked over it lightly.  The living room was large with custom shelves.  A
den was converted into an office right at the back door.  We could see a
concrete walkway from the house to the barn.

   "I wonder if the place is going to be haunted?" I teased.

   Judy laughed at what I said.

   "Come look at this."

   She had found a table with a leather tufted cover about four feet long
in the living room.

   "It looks like what my gynecologist has in her office, except for the
stirrups."

   I looked it over and bent down for a better look.

   "You might be right.  Look at this.

   I flipped up a pair of stirrups from beneath the table.  They popped in
place like a table from the doctor's office.

   "Oh, my God.  It is a table.  Isn't that silly that my aunt would have
one of these?"

   I folded the stirrups down again and got ready to go out the back door
when Judy saw something run behind the couch and screamed.

   "Something was there.  I saw something there."

   Judy pointed into the corner.  Feeling brave I looked over to
investigate.  There was a large German Shepherd.  He came out nervously
wagging his tail.

   "Oh, what a beautiful animal!"

   Judy reached to pet him.  He nuzzled into her crotch.

   "Oh, you're a pretty boy.  Just look at you." She went on.  "The woman
said she had been feeding the dogs.  There must be another."

   He was a beautiful dog.  Dark shining coat and dark eyes.  And, very fit
and clean.  Almost human clean.

   "I wonder what his name is?"

   Judy continued to make over him.  I never new her to be a dog person. 
Or, a cat, or any animal person, for that matter.

   "I think I've got it.  His name is Jim."

   Jim had his picture with his name under it on the wall just inside the
office door.  The note on it said "Patterson" with a date on it just a few
days from then.  We took Jim and went on out to the barn.  The barn was
fixed up almost house like with a row of kennels along the back wall.  Two
kennels had a dog.  One, another German Shepherd.  The other looked like a
Great Dane with something else mixed in.

   Beside the kennels was a board with two more pictures on it and room for
more.  Thus explaining the other empty cages.  The German Shepherd was Duke
and the Great Dane looking thing was Thor.

   "They said she trained dogs.  I guess this is the training area."

   There was like a reception area in one corner with a couch and a knee
high padded stool.  Jim followed us over as we looked.  He stayed at Judy's
side as she continued to pet him.

   With the tour of the barn over we looked out at the fences that seemed
to be on the property lines.  Fourteen acres I think the lawyer had said.

   A warn path extended to the side to the fence between us and the
neighbor.  The was a gate and the path continued to the neighbor's house.
As we looked over the lady from the funeral was walking towards us.  We
watched as she came through the gate up to us.

   "I guess you found the place alright.  Have you seen the house and the
barn?"

   "Yes, quick tour." Judy answered.

   "If you need anything let me know.  Bonnie and I have been friends since
she moved out here.  I'm Carol Ann".  I have three teenagers and an eight
year old, plus a husband that spends too much time away at work.  I help
out with the training when there are several dogs and sometimes just for
the fun of it when there aren't.  Like I say, if you have questions, just
ask."

   "I would have one" I offered.  What kind of training did Aunt Bonnie do
with the dogs?"

   "Oh, just to be companion dogs.  Not like for people with disabilities,
but people that are alone or enjoy what one of Bonnie's dogs have to offer.
She's well known for her work in several states, your know.  Jim goes to
Connecticut next week, Thor to New York, and Duke will finish training and
go to Boston."

   "We know little about training dogs.  We may have to ask you to show us
just what it is that Bonnie does."

   "Oh, I'm sure you'll figure it out.  If not.  Let me know."

   Even with that odd answer we said goodbye and thanked her helping out
before returning to the house.

   "Why don't we spend the night?  We can get our stuff from the motel in
the morning.  There's fast food just a mile away.  Jim would love the
company, wouldn't your boy?" Judy beamed.

   When we got back from getting hamburgers Jim greeted us at the door.  He
seemed to be trained to stay downstairs.  That was fine with us as we both
needed a shower.  I wasn't that happy anyway about the way Judy had taken
to the handsome German Shepherd.  Knowing his ass was going to Connecticut
soon was fine with me.

   Judy showered first.  When I came into the bedroom she was spread out on
what my mind referred to as "the dead woman's bed." After burying face in
her and really getting to her a couple of times Judy pushed my face away.

   "You know what would really work good?  That table downstairs.  My legs
would be spread and there would be plenty of room for you."

   Judy giggled as she jumped up from the bed and headed naked to the
hallway.  The dog greeted us at the foot of the stairs.

   "Jim, you go lay down and be a good boy.  Momma's gonna get her pussy
eaten."

   The dog did lay down, but where he could keep an eye on what was going
on.  Judy flopped on the table, slipping her feet into the stirrups.  I had
to admit that it sure opened Judy up for pussy eating.  Judy squealed when
my tongue entered her slit.  The light from the stairway left just the
right amount of light.

   "You know the dog's watching."

   I had just sent her through a hard orgasm.  The table really did put me
in a position to get at her very depths.  When she would cum she was really
putting out the juices for me to swallow.

   "It feels perfectly wicked being watched while I'm being eaten, even if
it is being watched by a dog."

   She was soon squealing and moaning into another orgasm.  I heard the dog
wag his tail against the floor.  Judy heard it, too.  She used her feet in
the stirrups to buck against my face.  She came so hard she went limp on
the table.  I swallowed her cum and continue to work into her cunt.  Now
she was out it, having more, but a smaller string of orgasms with barely a
whimper coming from her lips.

   Her pussy was my pussy now.  My wife's pussy.  Reclaimed from a distant
encounter with a black cock.  I kept eating at her cunt, making her cum,
drinking down her juices.  I could feel her tummy tighten and feel more of
her very soul flood my tongue.  After more than an hour I stood to look
down on her nakedness, her open cunt, her clit fully engorged.

   I needed something to drink.  She was making little gurgling sounds in
her throat.  It looked like even though I had stopped working over her
pussy she had another little orgasm as she laid gaping open in the
semi-darkness.  I left Judy in her fucked over stupor and went to the
kitchen.

   "Cream soda and ginger ale?  Who the fuck drinks cream soda or ginger
ale?" I spotted a couple of diet cokes in the door.  I grabbed one, sat
down naked at the table, popped the tab, and let the cold liquid soothe my
throat.

   Country life comes with a deadly silence.  I could hear my wife
breathing softly in the next room.  I heard Jim get up and pad around on
the carpet.  I smiled when I heard Judy's breathing pick up again to where
she was panting and gasping for air.  I thought she must be dreaming I was
still was eating her pussy.

   I stood up to get a better look when her scream split the silence.  I
froze for a second.

   "He's fucking me!  Oh, my God.  He's fucking me!"

   My mind finally cleared enough to flip the light switch.  Jim was
mounted between Judy's open thighs, his ass pumping for all he was worth. I
rushed across the room.  As I got near his ass stopped pumping, but it was
obvious that his cock was held deep inside her.  I reached to jerk him from
her.

   "No, wait.  His cock is swelled inside my.  You'll turn me inside out."

   "What should I do?"

   "Just let him finish.  The damage has been done.  I felt him shoot.  I
can feel his sperm in me.  It will be okay."

   I think the "be okay" part was directed at the dog.  My wife had her
arms around his neck and her thighs were squeezing his sides.  It looked
like she was fucking her hips back at where his cock had entered her.  She
was being bred by the dog.  I watched them attached together for a few
moments not knowing what to do.  I knew about dog knots and assumed they
were stuck for a little while.

   "What happened??"

   "I was asleep.  I felt him at my pussy.  At first I thought you were
eating me, then I realized it was a cock.  I still thought it was you until
it went in deeper than you go.  Then I realized I was covered with fur. 
Then it hit me that I was bulging with dog cock.  That's when I screamed
for you.  Just when I was screaming he started pumping cum in me and I felt
his knot swell, stretching me way the hell out and locking him inside me"

   "Does it hurt?"

   "No, but it's one hell of a wild ride.  That's a lot of cock."

   Jim started to move like he was trying to pull out.  Suddenly he backed
away and a deluge of sperm gushed from Judy's well fucked slit.

   "Oh, my Lord.  What a load of cum." She shrieked.

   Judy reached for her cunt.  The cum rolled out of her, creating a puddle
on the floor at her feet."

   "I guess we know now what Aunt Bonnie trained the dogs to do."

   "And, she was good at it."

   Judy gasped as she sat up and stared under Jim.

   "Look at all that cock.  I can't believe all that was in me."

   It was impressive.  Jim started to lick that had to be nine or ten
inches of dog cock.  And, big around, too.  No wonder he couldn't pull it
out.

   Ten minutes later Judy was sitting on a towel in a chair in the living
room.  Jim started pacing around where she sat as Judy reached down to pet
him as he moved by her.

   "I think he wants to fuck you again." I was still stunned from the
previous encounter.

   "Surely not.  Not this soon."

   Judy laughed and slid from the chair.  She put her elbows on the cushion
and held her ass steady in the air.  She looked around the room to find Jim
at the same time his front paws went up on her back.  His back legs walked
up to her with his cock sticking out outrageously large and dripping some
precum from the pointy tip.

   The first couple of lunges missed.  Although I was sure Jim was going to
find her opening Judy reached back and lined the oozing tip up with her
slit.  The first half slipped in and the rest was in a couple of strokes
later.

   "Unnnhhh!  Uh, uh, uh, fuck.  That's a lot of cock.  Go, Boy!  Fuck me
with that big cock.  Give Mommy your seed."

   Something made me glance at the clock, but then it was back to Jim,
straight and steady.  Not the fumbling, bouncing around silliness in the
porn movies where the dog gets in and backs out leaking cum, then finishing
in seconds.  Ten minutes, firm and steady, Jim fucked in and out of her
cunt.  Judy whined and whimpered as he made her cum twice.  The pace picked
up making my wife cum again until finally ...

   "Oh, I can feel his knot.  I feel his knot.  Oh, fuck.  His knot is
huge. He's cumming in me.  It's hot, it's spraying everywhere inside me
There's so fucking much.  Unnnh.  Unnnnh, oh fuck.  He made me cum again."

   She stayed on her knees under him.  His bulged out cock stuck in her. 
Finally, minutes later it softened enough to slip out, leaving a trail of
cum.  Jim lay near her, licking the slickness off his dick.  Damn, that
thing was so huge.  Judy's hole was also huge ...  and gaping, dog cum
oozed out in little pulses.

   After several minutes of enjoying the moment Judy tried to stand up, Her
knees buckled as she leaned into me.  I was able to get her in my arms to
carry her upstairs.  That's the advantage of a wife being four eleven and
ninety some pounds.  She pointed back at Jim as we got to the bottom step.

   "Bad doggy!  You screwed Mommy's legs off!" Her words slurred as she
leaned against my neck.

   Upstairs I laid her out on the bed.  She was out of it and immediately
into deep sleep.  I moved her legs together in a more modest position only
to have them flop open obscenely again.  A second try gained no better
results.  Maybe after Jim's fucking she couldn't keep them closed.  I was
quickly asleep beside her.

   I awoke somewhere around three in the morning.  I looked around the room
at out unfamiliar surroundings before remembering where we were.

   "Oh, Shit!" It's true." I thought.

   Judy was still out like a light.  Her legs still spread open.  Dog cum
puddled in her slit with a little trickled out and onto the sheet.  I
needed to get downstairs to get something to drink.  There we're still two
diet cokes before I'd be down to cream soda and ginger ale.  I swallowed
some of the cold liquid down my throat.

   I looked around the kitchen, thinking about Judy and Jim.  The first
time she thought it was me before discovering it was Jim and then let it
play out.  The second time she flat out fucked the German Shepherd's big
cock.  There didn't seem to be any hesitation or need to check my
permission.  She just fucked him.

   The dog came into the room and sat next to the doorway.  He cocked his
head from side to side as if to ask where was Judy.

   "I know your type." I was talking to the dog.  You want to fuck my wife
again, don't you?"

   His ears perked up and I swear he was smiling at me.  The pink tip of
his cock peeked out from it's sheath.

   "Maybe better it was you than the guy she jacked off at the bar.  I
mean, you're a dog.  Maybe that's not better.  But, then again, you've
already fucked her twice."

   I left the rest of my drink on the table and went back up to bed.  Judy
was still knees wide apart with dog cum shining in her cunt.  She seemed
aware that I was standing beside the bed.

   "What are you doing up?"

   "I needed a drink.  Your new boyfriend is downstairs.  I think he wants
to fuck again."

   Judy giggled at my remark.

   "I'm pretty thirsty myself."

   My wife tottered to the head of the stairs.  I wondered if I pushed her
if she would fall to her death.  She wobbled downstairs to be greeted my
Jim and his wagging tail.  She petted both sides of his face.

   "There's my boy.  How's my boy.  Is he a good boy?"

   The dog bounced a little like he thought she was going to throw a
Frisbee or something.  She went to the fridge and opened the door looking
for something to drink.

   "Oh!  Look ...  cream soda.  Judy sat across from me, sideways to the
table, legs slightly apart.  Jim settled in, opening her thighs with his
snout.  Judy let him in.  He took a big lick at the cunt.

   "Wow!  Look at who's a good boy."

   Judy settled down in the chair to give him full access.  She would
glance over at me while sipping that fucking cream soda.  Her back arched
when her made her cum.  The lapping was faster and louder.  Judy had
evidentially gave him something more to lap up.  Judy pushed him away and
stood up from the chair.  I looked at the clock.  What a nice time for
romance, 3:22 AM.

   The dog followed Judy in to the gyno chair.  Knees up, feet in stirrups,
Jim knew what to do.  A couple of grunts from Judy told me he was in her.
Judy put her arms around his neck and hugged him.  He clamped his front
legs into her sides.  There they were, right in front of me, the dog was
again fucking my wife.

   Jim was fucking her steady.  Aunt Bonnie had trained him well for her
niece.  Judy seemed lost in their fucking.  She'd take occasional glances
my way, looking for a reaction from me.

   "His fur feels so good against my tits and tummy.  And, that cock.  Oh,
that cock is buried so deep.  It's starting to pulse.  I think he's going
to cum.  There goes the knot.  Jesus Christ, but I love that knot.  I feel
his cum.  I feel his cum."

   Then it was quiet except for their breathing.  I was almost asleep
against the couch when the knot slipped out and Jim moved away to lick his
cock.  Judy stayed on the bench with her feet in the stirrups and her cunt
open from being freshly fucked by the dog.

   Not much later, a little more than a few minutes, I heard Judy call the
dog.

   "Jim, Jim??"

   I saw Jim sit up and look at my naked wife on the bench.

   "Jim.  Jim??  Come fuck me, Jim.  Come fuck me."

   The dog went over and mounted her again.  I watched his ass pump his
cock into her, the speed up when he gave her the knot before he started to
cum in her again.  The knot was pretty amazing.  It was buried in her, yet
her pussy was closed around the base of it.

   I went on up to bed, leaving them stuck together again.  Quite a while
later I heard her struggle up the stairs and into bed with me.  I'm not
even sure she knew where she was or what she had just done.  She was so out
of it.  She flopped on her back and began to snore lightly.  Her legs
flopped wide open.

   By seven I was up, wondering what to do with the day.  The damned dog
greeted with that stupid grin his face,

   "Yes, I know you fucked her.  You fucked her a lot."

   The bastard just sat there and stared at me for the longest time.

   About nine I heard Judy stir and the upstairs toilet flush.  She came
downstairs like she had been on an all night drunk somewhere.  She fumbled
in the fridge, coming out with another cream soda.  She took a drink and
looked at the dog.

   "Wow!  Aren't you really something?"

   The dog whimpered and laid his snout on his paws.  Judy turned to speak
to me.

   "You need to get to the motel and get our stuff before checkout time."

   "Aren't you coming with me?"

   "No, I think I'll stay here with the dog."

   She finished the drink, went in and got on her knees with her elbows on
the couch.  The dog got in behind and started fucking her.  Judy sighed,
then let out a groan when the dog cock went to her cervix.  Slow and steady
strokes from the dog.  Then the pace picked up for the knotting and the
seed after she had come three or four times with his cock in her.

   "Need anything from town?"

   My wife hand just taken another load like it was not big deal in our
marriage.

   "Bring us some lunch," she grunted.  "Then something to make a couple of
meals, and, oh yeah, some cream soda."

   I ran pretty close to check out at the motel.  I got our stuff and went
to turn in the key.

   "How was your stay?" Then man asked behind the desk without really
convincing me he cared.

   "We didn't stay.  We just inherited a house.  We stayed there so she
could let the dog fuck her."

   The clerk laughed a nervous laugh, at first not realizing what I had
said.

   "We get that here in the rooms sometimes.  Mostly husbands getting wives
black cock.  Did the dog really get it in her?"

   "Oh, yeah!!  Several times!"

   "Big dog?"

   "German Shepherd."

   "I'll bet she liked that.  Cum in her?"

   "Sure did.  Knotted with her and everything."

   I tapped my knuckles on the desk and left with the man watching my move
to the door.

   Okay.  Grocery store.  Couple a things to make meals from, diet soda,
and, or yes, cream soda.

   Quick stop for sub sandwiches and then on to home.  Pretty good timing,
home just at noon, and subs for lunch.

   Judy greeted me at the door with a kiss.  She had put on shorts and a
T-shirt.  Jim was laying in the corner watching all that went on.  I looked
at her and looked at the dog.

   "Did you fuck him again?"

   "Just finished a few minutes before you pulled in the lane.  At least
I'm dressed now."

   I opened the subs on the table while Judy got us each a drink from the
fridge.  We started to eat.

   "So, what's the rule with fucking the dog?" I asked.

   "I don't know.  Does there have to be a rule?  It's not like I fucking
some guy.  It's just a dog."

   There wasn't an answer for that.  Some guy wouldn't be fucking six or
eight times a day.  Nor, would he have a cock that huge.  My new taste for
eating pussy was definitely out now.

   "I looked around Bonnie's office while you were gone.  Would you believe
she's getting four grand for training Jim for this Mrs.  Patterson?

   "Really??  Who would have thought?"

   "I think he'll be worth it.  She trained a lot of dogs.  There must be a
hundred and fifty file folders with contracts.  All of them paying four
thousand for a dog that fucks them.  That would be over a half a million
plus.  All cash, one would assume."

   "Where would she keep all that money?"

   "I found a cash box hidden in the office.  There was about ten grand in
there.  Come and look."

   Judy held out the box to me and popped open the lid.  There was cash in
there alright.

   "We'll have to check every file and every nook and cranny." Judy was
excited.

   "Probably the computer."

   I turned on the computer and started to snoop.  Every dog had a file
with a name and a date, plus the name of the woman where he went after
training.  Each file had photos of the dog with it's cock out for size and
shoved in Bonnie.

   "We should suppose that's you Aunt Bonnie?  Not bad looking.  I wonder
what started her fucking dogs?"

   We looked through stuff for quite a while when we decided we needed a
break.  We settled in the kitchen with a cream soda and a diet.  Jim paced
around nervously, trying to poke his nose in my wife's crotch.  Judy open
her legs to make it easy for him.  She stood up, tossed her panties aside
and set back down with her cunt at the edge of the chair.  Jim's tongue
went to work.

   "Did I make it easy enough for you?y" She asked the dog as she scratched
his ears.

   Moments later she was pulling his head into her as she came on his
snout. He watched her all bright eyed and ears up.

   "I think he wants to fuck."

   She led him into that damned gyno table again and went feet in the
stirrups again.  Jim mounted her.  The expression on her face told that he
wasn't having a trouble getting his cock in her.

   "Hey ...  I'm going out to the barn.  You know ...  check on the other
dogs."

   My wife didn't even hear me.  She was fucking back at the dog, hugging
his neck like she does.

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