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Story Subject Codes - (best, zoo, F/Solo) Dog's POV
Human Sex
by Josy The Lioness
Max was a good sized dog. A mixed breed mut some would say. His
mother was almost pure golden retriever, and his father was suspected to be a
doberman mix that roamed the area. His fur coat was, as expected, patchy
brown and black, and usually medium length. He lived with his masters in their
small house, out in the country. Plenty of space for excersize and play, but not
too distant from the neihbors, where a lazy cat, named 'Spooky', and a noisy
little dog, named 'Jock', lived.
Max was faithful and proud to protect his masters, and when one of them
seemed ill he would be by their side as often as he could get away from
patroling his domain. On one occasion, his male master, Jeff, had gone away
for a few days, and the lady, Hellen, seemed lonely. But Max knew she would
cheer up with a little playfulness. Soon, the sun had gone, and Hellen was
sleeping in her bed. Max was just finishing his last check of the house, when he
heard a noise.
It was a rustling sound coming the bushes in the back yard. He thought it
was probably the raccoon comming back to get in the trash. He quickly ran
through the flap in the door to investigate, but found nothing, and went back
inside.
As soon as he passed under the flap he could tell something was wrong. A
new human scent came to his nose. It was not any human that he knew, he was
sure. So, he followed the scent to the living room to find a man searching the
room. Max barked and growled as fiercely as he could, showing his sharp
teeth for added effect. The stranger was duely frightened, but when Max leapt
upon him, he pulled out a sharp knife that cut into Max's left side. Max fell
back, down but not out. And now his master was awake, comming down the
hall, vaguely asking what Max was doing.
The scene she came upon frightened her enough that she fell near Max, still
growling, despite his wound. Hellen seemed to notice his cut and grew angry at
the intruder. Now Max saw his chance. While the lady was being angry, the
intruder was temporarily distracted, and Max leapt upon the stranger again.
This time, he hit his mark and pinned the stranger, while clamping his sharp
teeth aroung the stranger's neck. His master was now using the phone to call
for help, and soon after called him off the beaten intruder, as other men took
him away.
Many of the men were petting and praising Max as a nurse from the
ambulance helped his master to clean his wound. Afterwords, Max had
cuddled into bed with Hellen; she was still a little scared, and needed a
companion. They both soon fell asleep comforted by the other's presence.
The next day, Hellen stayed home from work, and max knew that she was
still scared from the night before. He tried to be playfull, but she only wanted to
cuddle. So, he finally settled down and sat beside her as she turned on some
movie. With his head resting in her lap he became increasingly aware of her
arousal. Instead of scratching his ears her hands were now inside her pajamas
that she was still wearing. The scent was so overwhelming. With each sniff, he
wanted more and more of it. It was as delicious a smell as any food his masters had ever
prepared. He had to have it.
Max looked around excitedly. The smell was all around and growing
stronger. He soon found the source of it a spot deep between his master's legs.
Max poked his nose deep into her crotch to inhale as much of the smell as he
could. This caused her to smile and she stood up from the couch, Max
following her every step. She moved to the window and shut the blinds, before
striping off her pajamas to reveal her nude body. The only point Max was
interested in was the moist spot between her legs.
Max watched as she sat back on the couch and spread her legs wide,
waiting for him. At once Max jumped halfway up the couch. Standing on his
hind legs and holding himself steady with his front paws on the cussion, he had
a perfect view of the thing that was so alluring. A quick sniff, confirmed that this
was his goal. He dove in with out hesitation, and began to lap up the sweet
nectar. Quickly cleaning off her outer lips, her pushed for more. He pushed his
tongue further and further into her soft channel searching for more, all while
recieving appreciative moans and cuddlings from his master.
Each stroke of his tongue went from deep between her buns across her
anus and fell far into her love channel, where he stayed longer and longer until
she grasped his head, pulled him closer, and released an enormous flow, that
Max was only too happy to service. He was surely getting excited now. His
conscious mind easily made way for his base instincts. Max knew what he had
to do, but his master..no she was now his female, his bitch was positioned all
wrong. He barked and growled at her, and after a moment, she saw his need,
and understood Max's command. As Max watched her get into position,
(kneeling on the floor with her head and shoulders on the edge of the couch),
he could now smell her fear as well as her pleasure.
Max quickly lept upon her submissive form, and imediately thrust his
haunches, pushing his eight exposed inches into her channel all at once. Now
he was in, he adjusted his footing slighty, and began a furious pace that had
earned him several greatful moans of pained pleasure from Hellen. He was now
the master, and this female was going to serve his needs. He pounded away,
building up the heat from his deep strokes, until he felt ready to give her his
seed.
Max began to slow his pace a bit once he was ready. He pushed harder
and harder as his tool grew in length and girth, expanding her love channel and
causing him to occasionally slam into her cervix. He continued to thrust harder
and harder, until with one final push, he forced his knot, which was already
twice as thick as the rest of his tool, just beyond her opening. This caused
Hellen to gasp in momentary pain as her pussy muscles now took a death grip
on his knot. Though Max's thrusts were cut short, he still pushed on until he
finally stopped and let loose his seed, which quickly filled her cavity, and began
to leak down her legs.
A few moments later, Max was lying on top of Hellen, waiting for their tie
to loosen. When it did, Max fell out her hole with a soft slurping sound, and
trotted of toward the kitchen, a happy dog, who was faithful and proud to
protect his family. Hellen's reaction to his abrupt departure did not even
register in his mind. He was too busy wondering weather or not the raccoon
had indeed gotten into the trash.
The next day, Jeff had come home, and after a happy greeting from Max,
he talked with Hellen for a while. Both of them looked at Max with odd smiles,
several times, and though Max only understood very little of what was said, he
was very sure of the subject. Max was happy to learn over the next few weeks
that his sexual advances were not totally unwanted. In fact, his masters had
begun to "train" him to assist in their activities without injury to anyone involved.
Later, Max would occasionally stop and think of how well he had managed to
train these two humans.
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