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 I went back to college for my sophomore year.  I was doing pretty good with
school, and had chose Laboratory Technology as my major.  I had knack for
science.  And I had had a great summer of sex with Kyoto.

   About three weeks into the term, I started dating this really
good-looking graduate student named Brian.  Tall and thin, with neat short,
dark hair, and bedroom eyes with a goatee made him a really handsome guy.
He had just started work on his PhD and lived in a nice townhouse about
four blocks from campus.

   Brian and I went out twice.  I knew he was pretty well off with no
tuition problems because he was driving a two-year old Acura.  The car was
really nice.  On our third date, which was a nice dinner, Brian took me
back to his townhouse.  The place was really nice, and I figured Brian was
paying about two thousand dollars a month in rent.  I was not far off on my
amount.  His family was quite wealthy.  The shocker was not that he was
wealthy or living in this gorgeous townhouse.  The shocker was that he had
a Rottweiler.

   After my summer with Kyoto, I was determined to take a break from dogs.
But I got one good look and this Rottweiler and started getting wet almost
immediately.  Brian introduced him to me and said his name was Max.  Max
wagged his tail and came to me almost immediately.  I knelt down to scratch
his ears.  I didn't want him sticking his nose up my skirt, even though I
was wearing pantyhose.

   Well, that didn't work at all.  The dog licked my face for a few seconds
and then worked his nose in between my legs anyhow.  I fell flat on my back
with my legs spread, and Max licking over my mound.

   "He likes you," said Brian, laughing and pulling the dog away from me.

   I just blushed.  We made some friendly small talk, and then made love.
Brian was good, but I faked a climax.  I kept thing of Max all the while
Brian was making love with me.

   I stayed in the bedroom as long as I could, finally getting dressed and
going into the living room with Brian.  I had a quick cup of tea and Brian
took me home.  Max had been curled up on a rug in Brian's study.

   Our second date went much as the first, except we went to a movie and I
wore jeans.  I really, at this point, didn't want to take a chance with
Max. I had no clue that this was going to backfire in a big way.

   We entered the townhouse, Max got one sniff of me, and I watched his
erection grow.  He also knocked me down again.  Brian felt a bit
embarrassed by this, but I also think he was a bit curious.  He wanted me
to strip in the living room, but I gracefully declined.  I did not trust
myself naked in the same room with a fully aroused Max.  We had a little
white wine and then went into the bedroom and made love.  Brian was a good
lover, and I enjoyed his touch, but he just couldn't push me over the top
the way a dog could.  When we had finished our lovemaking, and I got out of
bed to get dressed, Brian opened the bedroom door and let Max in.  Max
immediately went right to licking my mound.  I laughed, blushed, and
started shaking like a leaf.  Brian laughed and pulled Max away from me,
but I think he was getting more than just a bit curious.

   Well, it was on our next date that the shit hit the fan, so to speak. 
We had spent a great afternoon together at a museum Brian liked.  It had a
lot of modern art, and students had created some of the works.  The affair
was semi-formal, so I wore a dress.  It was really quite a nice party.

   Brian and I had a light dinner, and then went back to his place.  It
suddenly dawned on me that I was wearing a dress, and Max would be there. I
gulped, and thought that I would deal with the problem, if any occurred,
when it occurred.  I had no clue that Max would fuck me that night, and
Brian would watch.

   Like I had said, I was wearing a dress.  It was hardly what you would
call sleazy.  In fact, it was a very conservative sweater dress that came
to just above me knee, with a boat neckline and a zippered front.  The
dress had long sleeves and was jet black.  I had on black pantyhose and
sensible heels.  We entered the townhouse, and Max immediately began
sniffing around.  Brian pushed him away, but I noticed that Max was
becoming hard.

   Now, Brian got us some more white wine and had me sit on his lap.  He
unzipped my dress down to my waist and began to play with my breasts.  Now,
when a guy plays with me, I lose control and will agree to anything he
wants to do to me.  The only thing, I think, that's better than being
played with is having a big dog.  And I think Brian had figured that out.
He unzipped my dress all of the way and got one hand inside of my pantyhose
while the other worked my nipples.  And I turned to mush.

   After a few minutes, a fully erect Max came over with his tail wagging.
Brian stood me up, removed my dress, pantyhose, bra, and panties, and then
proceeded to tickle my anus with a finger.  Max took one sniff and started
to lick.

   I started to shiver.  Max knocked me to my back, and went back to his
tasting of my pussy.  Brian stood there and grinned.

   At this point, I lost all control.  I rolled to all fours and presented
myself to the magnificent Rottweiler.  Max stuck his nose in again, worked
his tongue in me and I almost climaxed in the process.  Then he gave out
with a low growl and tried to mount me.  He was having some trouble, so I
reached behind with my right hand and gently stroked him for a few seconds.
Then I placed his member just inside my lips.

   Max knew exactly where he was, and rammed his precum-squirting penis
inside of me.  I shivered, squealed with delight, and let him do his work.
Rottweilers do love women.

   I climaxed right before Max did.  When he knotted me, I had another
climax that was absolutely thrilling and electrifying.  When we untied, Max
went off to another room to clean himself and I rolled onto my back,
wearing nothing but a smile.

   Brian told me, after I came down from my orgasms, that he suspected I
was a doggy lover, and wanted to see if it was true.  He told me that I had
no idea how hot I was when Max was nailing me.  I rewarded Brian with a
blowjob.

   Well, that had become my sex life for my entire sophomore year.  Once a
week, Max would fuck me and I would give Brian oral sex.  I swallowed,
which Brian liked.  I also teased him with my mouth and tongue, which he
loved.  The rest of our relationship really disappeared.

   At the end of my sophomore year, Brian and I parted.  I really didn't
care.  I would get to spend time with my Dad over the summer, and there was
lovely Kyoto right next door.