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My Strange Life
By Amy J. Welch

Copyright 2004-2009 Rachael Ross all rights reserved.

Chapter 6
A Tale of Two Uncles



One beautifully warm spring day in April, my Uncle Seymour called me
right after I'd gotten home from school and asked me if I could come
over to his house. He lives just a few blocks away and he works with
my Dad. They share the same carpool when they go to work and stuff. He
isn't really my Uncle, but we both like it when I call him that. He's
really nice, about the same age as my Daddy, but he isn't married or
anything.

Uncle Seymour is not really what you'd call a handsome man, but he's
not ugly either, he just looks pretty ordinary. But he's really smart
and a lot of fun to hang around with too. In the summer he comes over
to our house for barbeques and stuff and he always brings me presents
and tells me funny stories and even let's me drink some of his
margarita, when nobody is looking. That always makes me giggle a lot.

Nobody else was home so I wrote a little note saying I'd run to
friend's house and I'd be back for dinner. I didn't even bother
changing my clothes. I just grabbed my algebra book, so I'd have good
alibi when I came back home, if I needed one, and cut through the back
yard to Uncle Seymour's house. He's always happy to see me and when I
knocked on his kitchen door he was really smiling and offered me a
coke.

We went to his den because he wanted to show me 'Amy's First Butt
Fuck' which was brand new, since we'd just made it like two weeks
before and I hadn't even seen it yet. We sat on the big sofa and I put
my feet on the coffee able, even with my shoes still on, because Uncle
Seymour said that's what it was there for. I'd never get to do that at
my house! He turned on his camera, to playback the movie he'd made of
me, and sat down next to me, turning on the big TV with his remote.

Uncle Seymour belongs to club, or something, called the ACLS, which
stands for Adult-Child Love Society. He says I'm a member too, because
he shares the pictures and movies he makes of me with the other
members. They have meetings too sometimes, mostly at people's houses,
but sometimes at resorts where the members can rent like five or six
cabins for a weekend. Uncle Seymour told me they were even planning a
trip to Disney World, about twenty members were going to get rooms all
on the same floor of one of the hotels.

He says the adults in the club love the child members more than
anything and want to make sure they have a lot of fun. I've been to a
couple of the meetings, but just at Uncle Seymour's house, and they
seemed more like parties than anything else. Everybody is really nice
though and I had lots of fun, even the first time when I lost my
virginity, but that's all part of a different story.

Anyway, some of the members like to send emails, mostly saying hi and
asking questions and stuff. Lots of times Uncle Seymour prints the
really funny ones, and so I read some of those while the movie
started. One man wanted me to get pregnant and make a movie when my
tummy was really big. Another man wanted me to drink some pee and
somebody else wanted me to just do jumping jacks naked for like an
hour. I think Uncle Seymour thought that the pee idea was a good one.
He asked me what I thought about it and I just made a face and he
laughed, but I could tell he was thinking about it.

The first part of the tape was like an interview. I was sitting on the
couch and Uncle Seymour asked me questions. Like how old I was, and
what my measurements were, and stuff like that. Then he told me to
take off my blouse and play with my tits while he asked me more
questions, mostly about sex stuff, you know, like what I liked best or
whatever. He wanted to know if I liked sucking cock better than
fucking, and if I really liked to swallow ball juice or if I was just
pretending mostly. I giggled a lot, as you can imagine.

Then I took off my skirt and played with my panties, moving around to
show the camera my butt and pulling them real tight between my butt
cheeks, or rubbing my pussy so my slit was showing through them a
little. Uncle Seymour asked me if I'd ever been fucked in my butt and
I heard myself on the TV saying no, and then I took my panties off and
showed my butt to the camera again, playing with it a little. Uncle
Seymour gave me some oil and I rubbed it all over my ass and got my
butthole real slippery and he told me to put a finger in my ass.

While we watched, Uncle Seymour took my hand and put it on the big
hard lump in his pants. I knew what he wanted and I squeezed it for
him. He likes me to do that when we watch the movies he's made of me.
When Uncle Seymour finally started putting his cock in my ass on the
TV, I took his cock out and started sucking it for him on the sofa. It
was so hard I figured it had to be hurting him. He was playing with my
pussy too, since I had my legs spread, lying kind of sideways on the
sofa, and he tugged my panty to the side and fingered my little hole
until it was making soft squishy noises. It felt so nice that I was
starting to squirm a little and Uncle Seymour laughed and picked me up
so I could sit on his big dick.

I turned around so we could both watch the movie, just leaning back
against his chest and feeling his cock sliding slowly all the way
inside me until it was as far as it could go. We didn't even really
fuck, it just felt so nice sitting on it, and I kind of squeezed my
pussy muscles and moved a little back and forth while he held onto my
hips. Uncle Seymour doesn't have a great big cock, but it's nice and
it fits me really good. I think that's because it's so thick, like I
can't even get my fingers all the way around it. He told me it was
seven inches long, but I measured it once and it was just barely six
and a half. But that's okay; he knows I love it anyway.

Pretty soon though, it started feeling too good and I couldn't help
wanting to bounce on that thick dick of his. I think Uncle Seymour
felt it too, because he started lifting me a little and letting me
push down so it slid in and out of me. He moved one hand under my
skirt so he could rub my clit and feel his cock going inside. He likes
that a lot and I don't mind at all because it really makes me cream
good.

"Mmmm...Yeah, Amy...Ride that cock, baby...Make it nice, sweet heart..." Uncle
Seymour was whispering in my ear and I felt all hot and tingly inside.

I was going to cum right away as I started grinding my little pussy on
his dick, rocking my hips and digging my fingernails into the cushions
of the sofa.

"Fuck it, Amy...Fuck my big dick, honey...Make me cum in that tight little
fuckhole of yours..."

He was really lifting me up now and pulling me down hard as he thrust
up into me with his hips. I had my eyes closed and all I could see
were bright sparklers dancing in the dark.

"Ohhh...You little slut...Tell me how much you love that big cock...Tell me,
baby..."

Uncle Seymour likes it when I talk dirty and I was so close to cumming
I could barely breathe, but I told him how good it felt.

"I love your big dick...Ohhh...Fuck me, Uncle Seymour...I wanna cum all over
your...Ohhh fuck...Big cock...Please..." And then I was cumming all around
him, my pussy trying to squeeze his cock and it made me almost scream
because it felt so good.

"Oh yeah, baby...I'm almost...There...Oh! Fuck me, Amy...Yeah..."

And then Uncle Seymour pulled me down hard on his cock, so it
stretched my hungry cunt wide, and I could feel it shooting his hot
sperm all up inside me and that made me cum again too. I was trying to
bounce, shaking and grinding and wanting to move because sitting still
was just impossible, but Uncle Seymour held me tight. He had one arm
around my waist and the other one around my boobs, hugging me and
shushing in my ear.

"Shhh...That's it baby...Just relax...Shhh...Oh! Amy...You make me cum so
good..."

His voice was soft and my orgasm finally started going away, leaving
me shaking a little and wrapping my arms over his while he held me.
Uncle Seymour's cock stayed inside me because it felt so good for both
of us and even though it started getting a little soft, it stayed hard
enough so it didn't come out. But we weren't moving anyway, just
sitting still and catching our breath.

The movie was still going and we watched it a little, but mostly we
talked.

"What are you doing Saturday?" he asked me.

I thought about it a second. "I'm not doing anything I don't think,
except I have to do the laundry, folding mostly."

Doing the laundry was my job at the house, that and keeping my room
clean. Usually I did it on Wednesday and Saturday, unless there was a
lot of dirty clothes. But there were just three of us, so it was
pretty easy.

"Hmmm..." Uncle Seymour rubbed his chin.

"That'll just take me the morning though," I added helpfully.

"How would you like to make a new movie Saturday afternoon?" he asked
me and I could feel his cock getting harder again. I figured it was
because he was excited about something and I rocked my hips a little.

"What kind of movie?" I asked, wondering if he want to fuck my butt
again.

That had felt really good and I could see how nice it was on the TV
right in front of us. Uncle Seymour had been holding the camera and
he'd zoomed in while I was on my knees with my face and boobs on the
floor. We watched me reaching back and spreading my ass cheeks, so you
could really see his thick cock going inside me good. I felt my butt
muscles get tight for a second as the images on the TV brought back
all those fond memories.

"We'd call it 'Amy's First Gang-Bang' and it would be about you and
five friends of mine who really want to meet you, Amy." He was moving
a little bit now too, but still hugging me nice and tight.

"A gang-bang?" I giggled a little. I'd heard of those before. "That's
when a bunch of guys put their dicks inside me, right?"

I had my legs outside of his as I straddled Uncle Seymour's now very
hard cock and I pushed against him like I was trying to close my legs,
but he wouldn't budge.

"Yeah. They'd all fuck you, Amy. Would you like that?" He started
lifting his hips a little, moving his cock back and forth slowly.
"Getting five big hard cocks in your pussy, one after another?"

I moaned a little because his cock shaft was rubbing right along my
clitty and it felt like it was starting a fire inside me.

"Uhhh...Yeah!" I pushed down the same time he pushed up and my pussy
fluttered a little way down inside. "Are they...Ummmm...Nice?"

I was a little out of breath and I started wishing Uncle Seymour would
go just a little faster. But he didn't, he just moved slowly, bringing
his cock in and out a little at a time.

"Ohhh yeah, Amy...They're very nice men...And they love fucking little
girls like you more than anything else in the world." He reached down
between my legs rubbing my clit lightly the way I like. "They're all
in the ACLS, so you don't have to worry about anything."

"Uh-huh...Okay...But..." I sighed and felt my pussy squeezing Uncle
Seymour's cock.

"But what, Amy?" He kissed my ear.

"But could you fuck me a little harder...Please?" I shivered and Uncle
Seymour laughed and moved us so that I was lying down on the floor,
bent in half almost with my legs over his shoulders. He rubbed his
hard cock up and down my little hairless slit and worked just the head
inside.

"I'm going to fuck you super hard now, Amy!" He kissed my nose and
then he did just that.

=-=-=

While I was waiting for Saturday to come around, my Daddy had to go to
Houston on a business trip. He was leaving Wednesday morning and
wouldn't be back until Sunday night. I always get kind of sad when
Daddy leaves, and my mother does too, well...she used to anyway. When
Daddy told us Tuesday night at the dinner table I kind of expected her
to complain a little, because it was such short notice, but she just
ate her pasta salad and didn't say anything.

The next day at school I was having lunch with Jenny, like I usually
did, and she asked me if I minded she was coming to stay for a while.
I didn't have any idea what she was talking about and I asked her what
she meant.

"Didn't your mom talk to you?" Jenny looked kind of embarrassed. I
shook my head and Jenny went on slowly. "She called my mom last night
and said you were feeling kind of down because your dad has to go on
that trip and she wondered if I could stay at your house for a few
days, like a big long sleep-over."

We both knew what the real reason was that my mother asked; she wanted
to be with Jenny while Daddy was gone. I felt kind of sick and I
couldn't finish my lunch. I wasn't mad at Jenny, even though she
thought I was and felt bad about it. I was mad at my mother. She was
married and even though Jenny wasn't another man, since she was a
fifteen year old girl, it was still like cheating on him. I knew if he
found out he'd be really confused and sad, probably mad too and I
didn't know what I'd do if Daddy left us.

I went to see Miss Holsum and told her I didn't feel good. I thought
about telling her about my mother and Jenny, she already knew they
were lovers, but I didn't think even she or Miss Squires knew how
serious it was getting. I suppose that's what frightened me the most.
When Jenny and my mother were just having fun, it was okay, maybe even
fun for me too, but now...I suppose that made me a hypocrite. I felt
guilty about that too.

Miss Holsum called my mother and she came to school to get me. I sat
in the front seat, hugging my book bag and looking out the window.
Mother tried asking me what was wrong, if I had a headache, or cramps,
or something.

I finally just said, "I talked to Jenny."

"Oh." She didn't say anything for a few minutes and I just sat there.
"How long have you known?"

I looked at her. "Just since Miss Squires fucked you."

I said it like it was the worst thing in the world and that made me a
real hypocrite since Miss Squires had fucked me too. I saw my mother's
fingers turning white on the steering wheel, she was pretty angry. It
was the first time she'd ever heard me swear.

"Amy...I..." she was staring straight ahead, "...I love Jenny."

"You love Daddy too," I said. "Remember him?"

"Your Daddy and I, well...we're having some...problems and..."

"Oh yeah, Mother," I rolled my eyes. "And I'm sure having Jenny over
to sleep in Daddy's bed while he's gone will fix everything."

"Amy, I do love your Daddy, but..."

"Liar."

"Your Daddy...He knows, Amy." She finally looked at me. "He knows about
me and Jenny."

"Liar."

"I told him Monday night, I...I told him everything, Amy." Her voice
softened a little, "He's not in Houston on a business trip. He's...Amy,
he's at the airport Radisson."

"Wha...What?" I looked at my mother, finally believing her. Even though
I didn't want to. That wasn't the sort of lie a person made up, you
know?

"We thought it best if we took some...time...and I wanted...I wanted to talk
to you...but..." she had tears starting, "...not like this. Not like this!"
She hit the dashboard and it made me jump.

We didn't say anything the rest of the way home and as soon as the car
stopped, I ran inside the house and grabbed the telephone. I got the
phone number for the hotel from information and dialed, asking for Mr.
Welch's room. I was hoping they'd say there was no Mr. Welch staying
there, that he was in Houston, working hard and blissfully unaware of
my mother's lies. But instead there were some clicks and a phone on
the other end started ringing.

"...Mmmm...hello?" It was a woman's voice and she sounded like she was
half-asleep or drunk maybe or something...she giggled and I could hear
her telling someone "...stop!" Then to me again, "Hello?"

"Uh, hi...is David Welch there?" I asked and my voice was trembling a
little. The voice sounded a little familiar.

"Amy? Is that you?" I heard the woman ask. "Are you okay, sweetie?"
She sounded more awake now and her voice was filled with real concern.

"Yeah, uh...Who's this?"

"It's Eva! Eva von Siemein, remember me?"

"Nurse Siemein?" I closed my eyes.

"Uh-huh. What's the matter Amy? Hold on your Daddy's right here."

"Amy?" my Daddy's soft voice came across the phone and I felt dizzy.

"Yeah, Daddy...I just...I was talking to...Mother and I...I just wanted to see
if you were okay, Daddy. Because I love you and I don't want you to...to
leave me, Daddy. Okay? I love you."

I couldn't talk anymore because it kind of hurt inside and I wanted to
fight it and hide it and make it go away, but it wouldn't.

"Amy, darling, I'm not going to leave you! Never, ever in a million
years. I love you too, more than anything else in the world. I'll be
back Sunday night, your mother and I need to be apart and...it's
complicated, honey. It's hard to explain..."

"But why is she there with you?" I hated the way it sounded like I was
whining. I wanted to ask why Eva was there instead of me.

"It's...It's just hard to explain, Amy...Look, do you want to...Do you want
to come here and we can talk?" I heard Eva saying something but I
didn't know what. "Eva says she'll pick you up...That she'd like to talk
because, um...you two have a lot in common."

"I don't have a dick, Daddy!" And I regretted it as soon as I said it.
"I'm sorry, Daddy." I heard him sighing on the other end. "Okay,
Daddy. Sure...I'll, uh...I'll go there. I love you."

"I love you too, Amy. Eva's coming to get you right now, okay?"

"Okay." I hung up the phone without saying goodbye and my mother was
standing there with her arms crossed. "You were right, Mother. Daddy
isn't in Houston."

I started walking past her, but she grabbed my arm, swinging me
around. "You don't know anything, Amy. Anything! Your father and I
aren't angry at each other. We don't hate each other. We aren't going
to get divorced or leave you, or do anything else...Don't you get it?"

"No, Mother! I don't get it! You're screwing my best friend and
Daddy's screwing some...some...girl with a dick!" I shouted at her,
yanking my arm away, but still standing there, staring at her. "He
should marry me. He should divorce you and marry me and I'd never
cheat on him. I'd never fuck somebody else. Because I love him!"

Mother slapped me then.

"You little bitch! You don't know the first thing about love!"

I rubbed my stinging cheek, feeling the even deeper sting of tears
starting. My mother's eyes softened and she reached for me, hugging me
to her, but I stood stiff like a statue.

"Oh, Amy. I'm sorry...I'm sorry, honey." She pulled me tight to her
breasts and stroked my hair, kissing my face where she'd slapped me.

I turned my mouth to hers and kissed her lips, forcing my tongue
quickly inside her mouth until she pushed me away in shock.

"Do you want to fuck me now?" I asked her, wiping my face while she
stared at me.

We stood a long moment in silence, just looking at each other.

"I hate you, Mother," I told her calmly and I went upstairs to pack.

I needed to go someplace.

Someplace where I could hide and be safe. Far away from my mother, and
Jenny, and my Daddy and Eva Siemein. I threw some clothes in my
backpack and grabbed some money out of my old purse where I hid it and
folded it into my diary and put that in my backpack too. Then I left.
I didn't see Mother on the way out. I didn't know what she'd tell Eva
when she arrived to pick me up, expecting me to be there waiting. I
didn't care.

What I needed was a big warm hug. Someone who would just love me
without asking for anything in return. I felt worn out and tired and
abused. There was nobody I could talk with about this. I didn't know
how my mother could say everything was just fine between her and
Daddy. I didn't know why he wasn't upset. Was I the only one who
thought something was wrong here? I tried to think of who would really
make me feel good. Who could I trust when I needed to a shoulder to
cry on?

Hmmm...

=-=-=

I knocked on the door a little nervously, even though I knew Uncle Max
lived alone. He had a son away at college, and his ex-wife lived in
Romania, or Pittsburgh, someplace foreign like that. He was my friend,
but I wasn't sure what he'd think of me moving in. Nobody was
answering and I could hear Spunky barking when I rang the doorbell
this time. It was only about two in the afternoon and I realized Uncle
Max was probably at work. I figured I'd sit down and wait, since I had
no place better to go.

But a couple minutes later the door did open, just a little.

"Amy?" Uncle Max was peering out, rubbing his eyes. "What are you
doing here?" I didn't know where to start, but Uncle Max didn't wait
anyway. "Come in. I was just waking up...kind of."

He opened the door wider and I grabbed my backpack and went into what
I hoped would be my sanctuary.

Uncle Max is older, like my Daddy, with blonde hair that's turning a
little gray on the sides. He has a nice face and a swimmer's body; he
really takes good care of himself. A lot of people think he's gay,
because he sort of looks like he might be and he crosses his legs
kinda like a girl, but he's not. He just likes animals more than he
likes people.

I think that's mostly his ex-wife's fault.

He also likes little girls who like animals, which sounds pretty
weird, and maybe it is, but I can almost understand it in a way.
Little girls and animals have a lot in common. But I also think that
has to do with why his wife moved so far away. She doesn't particular
like animals from what I understand.

Anyway, he was standing there in his bathrobe and boxers, looking at
me and smiling, which I thought was a good sign.

"I got moved to the graveyard, so I sleep most of the day now, but I
was going to get up soon anyway...Hey!" Uncle Seymour was still closing
the door when Spunky came racing around the corner, barking excitedly
when he saw me and jumping up to put his front paws on my shoulders.
He was licking my face ecstatically, his tail going a mile a minute,
and it made me smile for the first time since that morning.

Uncle Max just watched while I hugged Spunky and giggled, turning my
face this way and that, but unable to avoid getting thoroughly wet all
over.

"Give him a kiss, Amy, or he'll never stop!" Uncle Max chuckled.

I believed him too, so I opened my mouth and Spunky's long red wet
tongue dove right inside, tickling all around my teeth and gums and
cheeks and the roof of my mouth. Even when I closed my lips and sucked
at it, he kept playing in there until Uncle Max finally dragged him
down so he sat on the floor licking his lips and wagging his tail. I
licked my own lips, still smiling and feeling good all over.

"So..." Uncle Max looked at me. "Just stop by for a quick kiss then?"

I shook my head, "I'm running away."

"Really?" Uncle Max cocked an eyebrow and started walking into the
kitchen while Spunky and me followed him. "Want an omelet? It's
breakfast time around here." He started getting some eggs and cheese
and stuff out of his refrigerator.

"No, that's okay."

"Can't run away on an empty stomach. I'll make you a small one. You
make the toast. And turn on that coffee maker there next to you. I
think it's loaded." He dug around in the cupboard for a skillet. "So,
where are you running away to?"

I checked the coffee maker and turned it on, then started digging
around for his bread. "Bread or muffins?" I asked, finding both in his
little breadbasket. "Actually, I was running away to here."

"We still got English muffins? Pop 'em in!" He was whipping up the
eggs. "Running away here? You mean...here, here?" He looked around
theatrically and his voice made it sound like this would be the last
place anyone would run away to. "People run away from here, last I
heard," he chuckled a little. "Not that I mind, but...don't you think
your folks will miss you?"

I told Uncle Max everything and I was still telling him while we ate.
He makes pizza omelet, which is like pizza stuff in an omelet and it's
pretty good. I didn't know I was so hungry, but I guess I was. And I
was feeling better too.

"...and so, here I am!" I smiled as I finished my sad tale.

"I see. So this is just a temporary thing then. I mean, your Dad will
be home Sunday, so then you can go home and have a little family sit
down and figure out why you're all so..."

"...Fucked up," I said, before I thought about it. I giggled. "Yeah. But
really, I just need a place to crash until Saturday, because I'm going
to another friend's house Saturday afternoon and I'm sure I can stay
overnight there."

"Well, sure you can stay here, there's no problem. I got the extra
room and I know Spunky won't mind." Uncle Max grinned at the big dog.
"Do you think your parents will call the cops or something? I mean,
they'll be worried. Maybe you should call them, you know, just to say
you're okay and you'll be home Sunday. I just repainted my door and
having it kicked in by a SWAT team would be a lot of insurance
paperwork. You know how it is..."

"I'll call later; my mother deserves to be a little worried," I said.
"Besides, I haven't seen Spunky in so long!" I put my hand out and he
ambled over to lick it happily. "So you work in a graveyard now?"

 "You don't dye your hair do you?" Uncle Seymour laughed.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Just teasin'...No, I work at the same old mill, but we're running
behind so we went to three shifts. I work from midnight to eight in
the morning. But I got some sick days coming, maybe I just might come
down with something...in fact..." Uncle Max pressed his hand to his
forehead a moment and then leaned close to me. "Do I feel warm to
you?" I touched his head too and nodded. "I thought so, I better stay
home tonight."

I giggled and nodded again. "Yeah, I think so too."

"Are you still going to school?" He looked at the school uniform I was
wearing. "Or are you running away from there too?"

"Huh? Oh, no. I have to go to school. Well, maybe I'll skip tomorrow,
I don't know."

Uncle Max nodded. "Yeah, skipping once in awhile is okay, but don't be
dropping out, right?" I nodded and he smiled. "You bring a change of
clothes?"

"Um...I think so," I giggled and made a face like 'eek!' and opened my
backpack. I wasn't really sure what I threw in there. "I got some
panties..." I pulled out a couple pairs. "And some panties," I pulled
out some more. "Ah, stockings," I pulled out the only pair of nylons I
owned. "My tights...and more panties and some socks," I frowned.

I guess in my rush to pack, I'd just emptied my underwear drawer. I
looked at the pile of panties on the table and Uncle Max grinned.

"Wellll...panties are important when you're running away," he said
seriously. Sorta. That made me laugh and he laughed with me. "I was
gonna say you could change your clothes and go outside and play with
Spunky, but...I don't think my clothes are going to fit you."

Uncle Max has a big backyard with a big high privacy fence, so I just
started taking off my blouse and skirt and socks until I was just
standing in his kitchen in the underwear I'd gone to school in. Uncle
Max just watched me and I decided to take off my bra too. I freed my
small boobs and looked at him, sorta posing just a little.

"It's nice outside. Maybe I can get a tan!" I giggled and saw Uncle
Max had a boner making a big tent in his boxers.

"Uh-huh, yeah...Well, why don't you go play, uh...Frisbee with Spunky and
I'll clean up in here and..." Uncle Max looked down at himself, "...clean
myself up too, I reckon. Since I have a roommate now."

He got up and rubbed my head like I was a dog.

"Don't clean up too much, Uncle Max," I told him. "Save some for
later! Come on Spunky!"

I opened the sliding glass door to the patio and followed the joyous
dog outside into the warm spring sunshine, giggling happily in my
little pink panties as Spunky bounced all around and finally ran out
to find his Frisbee laying on the cool grass.

Spunky is a big dog. He's a three and a half year old part Great Dane
and part something else, horse maybe, and I think that's the perfect
age because he still thinks he's a puppy, but he's as close to full-
grown as he'll ever be. His head is up to my neck when he stands on
all fours, and when he gets just on his back legs, like when he puts
his paws on my shoulders, he's a lot taller, so he has to look down to
lick my face. He weighs a lot more than me too. I'm just like a
hundred pounds, but Spunky is like a hundred and sixty, Uncle Max
says, and he's not fat at all. He's very light colored gray, kind of
silvery even, but the dull kind of silver. And his eyes are brown and
lively.

He looks like a boy, the way you might imagine a carefree, I-wanna-
party, healthy college guy looks, just in his eyes and facial
expressions, I mean. I really like Spunky a lot. He's also got a
humongous dog cock. Really big, like ten inches long easy, and pretty
thick all over, but tapering just a little maybe at the tip, which is
real blunt, almost flat with a funny lip-like flange around it. It
looks kind of weird when you first see it, but I think it's beautiful.
He has monster balls too; they hang way down and swing and bounce when
he runs. He even lets me play with them, if I'm careful, and Uncle Max
said that was because Spunky really loves and trusts me, he'd never
let anyone else ever get near his balls.

Spunky has his priorities too. First is eating. He'd rather eat than
do anything else, even play with me, but it's hard to be jealous of a
bag of dog food. Second is Frisbee. You mention the word Frisbee
around Spunky, or even not around Spunky, and he's on it. It will wake
him up from the deepest doggy sleep you can imagine, day or night.
Third is mating. Spunky loves mating with his bitch. Spunky really
only has one bitch though. Uncle Max explained dogs aren't very
monogamous and not picky at all, and he just doesn't get to meet too
many other dogs. Luckily for both of us, Spunky had me.

My mother had called me a 'little bitch' but she had no idea how right
she was. I'm Spunky's little bitch...and Spunky knows it.

Even now, dancing around in the backyard in just my panties, throwing
the Frisbee so Spunky could run and catch it and bring it back, I was
feeling all hot inside. I'd hold the Frisbee over my head and he'd
jump up on me so I could feel his warm soft furry body on mine. He'd
press his cool nose against my sensitive flesh and lick at me until I
was giggling so hard I had to throw the toy just to catch my breath.
It was so much fun just playing with him that I didn't want to stop.
But when Spunky knocked me down, which he can basically do whenever he
feels like it, and stood over my prone body as I lay there, his
grinning mouth chasing the Frisbee as I waved it from one side to the
other, I knew if we kept playing he was going to try and mount me.

He was already distracted by the sweet tangy sexy smell coming from my
barely covered snatch. Every now and then he'd turn his head, catching
my scent and pressing his nose to my crotch. He'd give me a little
lick and I'd smack him on the head with the Frisbee and he'd go back
to chasing it, barking and wagging his tail, but then he'd go back to
my bury his nose between my legs and we'd do it all again. He knew my
smells very well and knew exactly what that excited little girl smell
meant. His penis would slip from its sheath briefly, wet and red and
then go back in, like it couldn't decide if it should come out or not.

"I think he missed you, Amy," I heard Uncle Max laughing as he walked
towards us. I tilted my head back, so I looked at him upside down and
giggled. "He hasn't had anyone to play with since the last time you
came over."

That was almost three weeks ago and I wondered why I didn't come
around more often, how could I miss out on this much fun for so long?

I tossed the Frisbee towards Uncle Max. "Catch!" I yelled and Spunky
was off of me in a flash, running to get the toy before Uncle Max
could pick it up. I got up off the grass and brushed myself off. The
grass made me itchy and my nipples were hard and standing straight out
from my chest. I rubbed them a moment, enjoying the sensation. And my
panty had gotten pulled to the side a little, twisted, so my hairless
pussy was exposed, but the cool air felt good. I was a little wet
inside, but my lips were tight and showed no sign of it.

Uncle Max rubbed Spunky's head, scratching the big dog behind his ears
while they looked at me. "You get prettier everytime I see you, Amy,"
he said with a smile. "I should have brought my camera out here."

I grinned and struck a pose, putting my hand behind my wild tangled
blonde hair, and the other on my narrow hip, turning my body and
arching my back. "Like this?" I giggled.

"Mmmm...Something sexier, maybe," he said, watching as I turned to face
him.

I bent my knees and thrust my pelvis out, sliding my hands down my
breasts and tummy to my thigh, reaching with my fingers to feel my
puffy labia and pinching them, pulling them open so the glistening
pink interior of my sex was exposed. "How about this?" I said in my
best husky bedroom voice.

Uncle Max chuckled. "That's...uh...that's pretty good," he allowed. "I'm
not sure how Spunky feels about it though." Spunky was just sitting
there wagging his tail and looking around, not very interested at all.

"I know!" I grinned, turning around and getting on my hands and knees.
I pulled my panties way over to the side, exposing my pussy and my ass
completely. I wagged my butt like I had a tail of my very own and gave
high-pitched little barks, giggling over my shoulder at Spunky.

The big dog trotted over, sniffing and licking his nose until he got
close enough to lick me, and then his tongue went all the way from my
clit to my butthole with one long, wet caress. His breath was hot and
his nose was cold and his tongue rough like sloppy sandpaper, but it
felt soooo good! I sighed and laid my head on the grass, spreading my
legs wider as Spunky licked me all over.

"I think Spunky likes it, Amy," Uncle Max chuckled again. "Maybe I'll
get my camera after all."

I just moaned and pushed my ass back against that sweet wonderful
tongue. It spread my plump little cunt easily and the tip slid along
my slit and back to dig gently at my tight anus. I squirmed
restlessly, breathing in the earth and loving the fact that we were
outside, like real animals getting ready to mate. Usually Spunky and
me played in the house, in a special room Uncle Max had made just for
Spunky. It had a futon for him to sleep on, his own bathroom with a
big sunken bathtub for his bubble baths, and a whole lot of toys and
stuff for him to play with. It even had a television with a VCR and a
whole collection of movies about girls and their dogs that Uncle Max
bought for him, although mostly just Uncle Max and me watched those.
Spunky usually fell asleep.

But Spunky never gets tired of licking my pussy. He just gets more and
more excited and so do I. My pussy was really starting to cream and he
could taste it, digging his tongue deeper and deeper so I thought he
was licking all the way inside my sugary walls. I could feel his big
teeth against my flesh, especially as my labia started swelling and
spreading a little, wrapping themselves around Spunky's tongue, but
he's so gentle and careful it never hurt at all, it just felt good in
a teasing kind of way.

I was cumming all over that sweet doggy tongue when Uncle Max came
back with his camera and some other stuff. He loves taking pictures of
Spunky and me and he shares them with friends of his who have pictures
of their own. Sometimes we sit and look through them together on his
computer. Some of my favorites are from a Japanese man whose daughter
plays with their big Doberman. She's only eleven but she really loves
her dog! They named him Trunks, which sounds like a strange name for a
dog. Her name is Atsumi, which means first born, or oldest, something
like that. I wished I could speak Japanese, but Uncle Max said her
Daddy speaks English pretty good and they chat and share pictures and
even web cam sometimes, but it's hard because they're way on the other
side of the world.

Uncle Max has little movies from when he watched Atsumi on the web cam
once. She took her dog's knot all the way inside and it looked like it
hurt her. She was crying a little and yelling in Japanese, but her
Daddy said she was fine and afterwards Atsumi was smiling and rubbing
her little pussy. She said it felt really good after awhile, or at
least that's what her Daddy told us she was saying. It looked so cool
though, seeing her really very tiny pussy stretching around that big
bulge of hot dog muscle. His knot looked pretty good-sized too...but
it's not as big as Spunky's!

Anyway, I was cumming like crazy and I barely even noticed Uncle Max
taking his pictures. Spunky wasn't stopping either! The more I'd cum,
the more he'd lick, so it was like a never-ending circle thing. It was
always like this and I'd orgasm so much sometimes that I'd almost pass
out. There was no way I could make him stop, I didn't even have enough
energy to keep my butt in the air, Spunky had been going at me for a
good twenty minutes, maybe even longer than that, since time seems to
mean nothing at all when you're having orgasm after orgasm.

I was squirming on the grass gasping, crying out sometimes, and
moaning continuously as my body burned all over. I was helpless
underneath that tongue until Uncle Max finally pulled Spunky away,
petting him and telling him what a good boy he was. I just lay there
panting like a bitch in heat, feeling the waves of pleasure still
rolling through me. My pussy felt loose and drenched, fluttering like
a butterfly.

Usually he waits until Spunky is through with me, or other times Uncle
Max will let me suck him while Spunky mates with me. But this time I
guess Uncle Max didn't want to wait. I felt him lying down on top of
me, spreading my legs as I lay on my side, so my bottom leg was
straight and the left one bent at the hip and knee. Uncle Max pushed
his hard cock inside me easily with one long push and then a soft
grunt as his balls pressed against my hot flesh. It felt so good I
just closed my eyes and smiled with a soft sigh.

"Ohhh...Amy," Uncle Max sighed and I could tell he'd missed me too.

He fucked me sideways like that for awhile, with his curving cock
sliding back and forth while the walls of my pussy tried to hold him
in. When Uncle Max leaned down to kiss me, I turned my face, letting
him push his tongue into my mouth and I tickled it with mine. It
didn't take very long before he pushed as hard as he could and held
himself there, groaning and spurting his hot sperm all up inside me. I
felt my vagina clamping down on him, the soft muscles massaging his
prick as it throbbed and spilled his seed in my young womb. I loved
that feeling.

And it got even better when Uncle Max kissed me again, thanking me
softly for the quick fuck. He pulled his cock out of my pussy so
Spunky could immediately dive in and start cleaning me out. I hadn't
cum while Uncle Max was fucking me, but I was gyrating my hips wildly
as soon as I felt Spunky's long tongue scooping all that gooey sperm
out of my quivering hole. It didn't take him long at all to bring me
to another incredible climax and Uncle Max pulled him away again.

"Why don't you get Spunky warmed up, while I fix your bed, Amy?" he
suggested.

"Sure, Uncle Max!" I giggled breathlessly, feeling like my pussy had
just been through the spin cycle in a washing machine. But I always
liked feeling that way and I really loved warming Spunky up!

I wrapped my arms around the big dog as he stood next to me, stroking
him and rubbing my face along his soft fur. I talked to him softly and
moved my hand down his neck, around his powerful shoulder, and down
underneath to his chest. I moved slowly, but not so I wouldn't
frighten him or anything, Spunky knew I was his best friend. I moved
slowly just because I enjoyed touching him like that. My hand went
across the soft silky skin of his belly and I felt the large furry
sheath of his cock.

Spunky growled happily as I played with his dick, feeling the muscle
hidden inside and squeezing it while I told him what a good dog he
was, what a big good doggy. I pushed and pulled the skin, sliding it
back and forth over his cock until the red tip started to emerge. I
had my face down by his chest and I watched it grow. It looked small
at first, cute almost, but soon became larger and longer and dripping
with his juices. Spunky's cock swelled in my hand and the sheath
started to almost shrink as his horny cock grew. It was red and purple
with narrow little veins and I could smell it, the musky powerful
animal scent of the huge dog's desire.

"Kiss it, Amy. Show him how much you love him," Uncle Max said.

He'd finished setting up our little bed, if you could call it that.
He'd laid out an old quilt that was stained with our juices from all
the times we'd mated before. And there was a big red pillow, shaped
like a saddle, which was perfect for having sex with a big old dog
like Spunky. Uncle Max started taking pictures as I moved my head
lower to kiss Spunky's swollen penis. It was hot and wet, oozing
precum and sweet doggy lube all over my lips and face. I ran my lips
along the shaft, pulling his cock down slightly, licking and kissing
it all over. I pressed Spunky's big dog dick to the side of my face as
I worked my mouth all the way down the side until I could nuzzle his
heavy balls, licking them gently and enjoying the way his short soft
fur felt against my tongue.

I moved my mouth slowly back to the blunt, swollen head and opened
wide to get him inside. I swirled my tongue around it, bathing him and
tasting him, swallowing his juices, as they seemed to flow even more
freely now that his cock was inside something warm and wet. I worked
my mouth up and down while Uncle Max took pictures, asking me to keep
my bright blue eyes open and look into the camera for him.

Spunky's cock was still growing, even though I could barely get my
fingers around it and my lips were stretched tight around the tapered
head. I wished I could deep throat him and I promised myself that
someday I would. I'd feel that huge dog cock fucking my face and
throat by the time I turned sixteen! And that thought almost made me
cum. I rubbed my pussy while I nursed on it and moaned with pleasure.

At Uncle Max's urging, I took Spunky out of my mouth so his precum and
semen could drip all over my face, and I stuck out my tongue, catching
some of it and swallowing happily. Spunky leaked like a faucet! I even
moved so I could rub his hot wet cockhead all over my little tits,
getting my hard pink nipples good and wet and shining with the stuff.
I could feel the bulge of his knot, still small and indistinct, but
starting to get bigger at the base of Spunky's cock, and I knew he was
getting impatient. He was fidgeting and his cock shrank a little, it
was time for mating and he'd had enough foreplay.

Uncle Max put soft little boots on Spunky's front paws, tying them
with strings, just in case he accidentally scratched me. But I was so
small anyway that he really didn't get to wrap his paws around me like
he would a real female Great Dane, but it was better to be safer than
sorry. I got on the giant pillow, so that I lay over it with my butt
high in the air and my knees didn't even touch the quilt. It was
really comfortable like that and made it a lot easier for Spunky to do
me doggy style, which is the way I think we both preferred it.
Sometimes we did it on the couch, the missionary way, with me lying
down with my feet on the floor, and that was nice too because I could
really see him doing it and make out with him while we fucked, but
doggy was best.

It felt a lot more natural, you know?

Uncle Max looked at me, lying on that big pillow with my legs spread,
my pussy glistening and inviting, as I bent over it. He told me I was
the most beautiful little girl he'd ever seen. He took some pictures
of my pussy and then brought Spunky close so he could smell my
excitement. He licked me a couple times and I shivered with pleasure
and anticipation. Uncle Max snuck his fingers past Spunky's tongue and
felt my hot cunt, exploring gently.

"Do you want to try taking the knot this time, Amy? he asked. "I think
you could handle it, if you want to."

Every time I'd done this before, Uncle Max had always controlled
Spunky, grabbing the base of his cock so he couldn't get the knot
inside me, but I knew he really wanted me to do it. I also remembered
that little Japanese girl and how she'd taken her Doberman's knot, and
even though she'd seemed in pain at the time, I think it made her feel
really good afterwards to know that she'd done it. It was probably
just like having sex the first time, how it hurts a little at first,
but feels so good later.

"Yeah, Uncle Max," I nodded. "I wanna do it this time." He fingered me
some more and I wriggled my butt. "Just let him do it, okay?"

"No matter what?" Uncle Max asked with a chuckle.

"Uh-huh! No matter what," I promised, knowing Uncle Max would never
let Spunky really hurt me. But now he'd let Spunky at least try to
lock me up like a real bitch.

"Okay, Amy...just remember, little girl's stretch!" He always said that
and it made me laugh. "Ready?" he asked and I nodded that I was. "Come
on, boy! Up Spunky!" and Spunky knew that meant he could finally mount
me and start making puppies.

The big Great Dane got his front paws on the pillow, clawing at it
through his mittens as he moved forward on his hind legs and I was
just the right height for him. I felt his cock surging out of its
sheath again, poking the hot flesh of my thighs and butt wetly as he
jabbed it around, looking for my hole. It slipped into a little
crevice between my leg and the soft pillow and he thought that was it.
Silly dog! He was thrusting rapidly while Uncle Max laughed until the
dog's dick popped out.

Finally Uncle Max had enough of letting poor Spunky tease himself with
his blind efforts and he grasped the huge dog cock and rubbed the tip
up and down my wet slit. As soon as Spunky felt the soft, hot flesh of
my pussy, he knew he was in the right place. The dog rammed his
powerful hips forward, spearing me suddenly with about eight inches of
solid dog meat. I gasped and all the air was knocked out of me, it
felt like I'd been punched in the gut, but only for a second. I should
have been prepared, because that had happened to me before. I always
seemed to forget that Spunky thought I was a dog and not a little
girl. The discomfort didn't last long though. I was so wet and wanting
that my vaginal muscles surrendered quickly, giving my cunt to this
wonderful invasion.

Spunky pulled with his front legs and pushed with his back, getting a
better angle while his hips moved quickly, sliding his cock in and out
of me with long slow strokes...for him, I mean. But for anyone else it
was hard and fast, like a hundred mile an hours. His cock was so big,
so long that he never came close to slipping out, there were always at
least a couple inches of cock inside me. When he'd finally got good
traction with his back paws, Spunky could jam the entire length inside
me, so that the blunt tip was bottoming out in the deepest parts of my
cunt.

It was a pretty intense pleasure, kind of bordering on pain as he
grazed my cervix again and again, and I felt dizzy blinding orgasms
soon swallowing me up. I heard my voice urging him on, pleading with
Spunky to fuck me with his huge cock. It was the best! The best ever
and I loved it so much. He moved like a machine with only two speeds,
fast and faster, and that suited me just fine. My pussy was aching
with the furious fire of his thrusting and I could hear him panting in
my ear, drooling on my flushed back and neck. My nipples burned as
they pressed against the corduroy of the pillow and my legs and feet
kicked uselessly behind me.

Spunky's cock had swollen to its full and magnificent size, eleven
inches that seemed to press everywhere inside me at once. My pussy
lips were stretched tightly around him, the distant sensation of them
being pulled as he slid out and then being pushed inward with each
thrust drove me crazy. I thought he was turning me inside out with
that huge dog cock, working me like a plunger. I was full of juices,
his and mine, but there was no escape for it, no room around the seal
of my stretched cunt and his thick shaft.

I was cumming constantly; barely able to breath with the effort my
body was making to express its pleasure. And Spunky wasn't helping, as
every deep thrust seemed to drive me forward, the air whooshing out of
my lungs so I'd have to suck it back in when Spunky's cock pulled
back. But he was fucking me so fast! I was hyperventilating and seeing
stars and my lungs burned inside my chest. Usually Uncle Max would
stop Spunky, pulling him off and letting us catch our breath, and a
minute or two later letting him get back on to fuck me silly all over
again. He'd do this to me for hours, until I was exhausted and sore
and so totally worn out that he had to carry me to the bathroom,
bathing me gently before putting me to bed.

But this time, Uncle Max wasn't stopping Spunky at all. He wanted to
see us finally knotted and the only way to do that was to let the big
dog have his animal way with me. Spunky was desperate to put his
potent seed in his bitch's hungry womb, to fill me with his puppies,
it was programmed so deep in his brain that he'd never stop. And I
couldn't do a thing a thing about it, even if I'd wanted to, which I
didn't. I'd have to rely on Uncle Max and I'd already told him to let
me take the knot, no matter what.

And now I could feel it, a hard bulge ramming against the outside of
my tender pussy as Spunky's dick drove into my womb. I wished I could
see it, even just feel it with my fingers as it banged against my
hairless vulva demanding entry. I couldn't tell how big it was, but I
knew it wasn't full sized yet; the hard knot of muscle wouldn't really
start expanding until he'd gotten it inside my tight little cunt.

I was bouncing on the pillow, squirming and gyrating my hips as one
little spasm after another contracted my vaginal walls around the
thickness inside me. Spunky was taking short, powerful strokes now,
growling softly and breathing hard, he wanted his knot inside me so he
could finish the job and knock me up. I felt the pressure of my
vaginal opening stretching even more, yielding slightly, reluctantly
with some small discomfort that was swallowed whole by the pleasurable
feelings flooding me. I'd reached some sweet plateau, like a runner's
high as endorphins flooded into my bloodstream, racing through my body
as my heart pumped rapidly in my breast. I felt like someone was
kicking me between the legs and it felt good, there was no pain at all
and Uncle Max was urging me on.

"Take it Amy...Oh, baby...Open up, girl...Stretch that little pussy...Oh fuck,
Amy...You're doing it!" His voice sounded far away and the flash from
his camera merged with the thousands of other flashes that blinded me
as I came harder than I ever had in my life.

I felt my cunt opening and that huge ball of muscle suddenly popped
inside me, stuffing me and threatening to split my tender teenage twat
in half. I groaned and thrashed wildly, sticking my long legs straight
out as my toes curled with pleasure. Spunky's knot was completely
inside me, our juices washing over it as my labia stretched and
muscles strained, lubricating it, giving it the little bit more help
that it needed so Spunky could ram it inside and block my cuntal
passage completely. I was mated with a dog, me a 15-year-old human
girl, mated and locked with a huge animal. It felt so good, so
wonderfully weird. If only Mother could see her little bitch now, I
thought with a violent shudder of wicked pleasure.

Spunky's thrusting was very short now, little hard stabs of his prick,
which already reached into the very deepest part of my pussy. I
honestly couldn't believe I'd taken every inch of him! There was no
way I was that big down there, but I guess I really did stretch! And
that realization, maybe even more than the physical sensations, was
enough to keep me cumming for a long time. The knot in my pussy
continued to expand rapidly and it was in me now, so Spunky wanted to
cum. And I wanted it too. He was whining a little and I was trying to
talk to him, in my soft ragged and breathless voice...

"Cum for me...Cum inside me...Ohhhh fuck...Spunky...Fuck me...Shoot your cum in
me... Ah yessss...Spunky...Fuck me so good..."

Then there came a little yelp and Spunky's cock seemed to explode in
my pussy. I felt a huge indistinct rush as he started cumming inside
me, shooting what seemed like gallons of hot doggy sperm deep in my
vagina. It sprayed against my cervix, burying it under an avalanche of
warmth and I moaned loudly, making little yelping noises of my own,
like I really was a female dog as my orgasm seized control of me.
Spunky came for a long time and I was right there with him, both of us
lost in that instinctual pleasure Mother Nature had the wisdom to give
us.

I felt like I had a bowling ball stuffed in my pussy! And even better
than that, I felt the warm squishy wetness deep in my womb, making me
feel bloated and full. It was like I'd drank gallons of warm
buttermilk, but this wasn't in my tummy, it was lower. I'd cum so much
and with all Spunky's precum and then dog sperm added in...I don't know
how I possibly could have held it all. But I did, Spunky's big hard
knot saw to that. Nothing was getting out of me.

I lay there, still across the pillow, drained and feeling the pressure
in my pussy. It was almost uncomfortable, but not quite. Not painful
at all, so long as I didn't move. I had no idea how big the knot was
at that point, but it sure as heck wasn't going to come out of me! It
was bigger than anything I'd ever taken before, way bigger, but as
long as I was keeping still it was fine. But Spunky didn't want to
stay still. He jumped off the pillow and swung around so his cock
bent, pointing straight behind him into me. I felt the pressure on the
knot, tugging at me as it twisted slightly, making me gasp loudly, but
it wasn't going anywhere and the quick stab of discomfort passed.

Spunky and I were butt to butt now, him standing there looking for
trouble while we were knotted, and me just lying there, exhausted and
finally calming down a little after what Uncle Max said was almost
thirty minutes of serious dog fucking. It hadn't seemed that long, but
I believed him. I couldn't decide if my vagina felt numb or
hypersensitive or what. It seemed like it was both at the same time,
feeling everything and nothing all at once. I started to unwind and my
whole body felt like I'd been through a hurricane and washed up on
some beach...with a coconut and a huge banana stuck in my cunt!

That thought made me giggle. But I was sore and tender all the way
from my pussy lips to up into my womb itself and giggling made my
pussy contract, so I stopped and just sighed instead.

Uncle Max was still taking pictures, pausing to make sure I was okay
and kissing me tenderly, saying it was the sexiest thing he'd ever
seen in his life. He told me he couldn't wait to show me the pictures
he'd taken. He grabbed Spunky by the base of his cock and pulled a
little, testing to see if we were really locked tight. I could have
told him we were. Spunky gave a little friendly growl, like 'What'r ya
doin', buddy?' and I gave a bit of a bitch-like yelp at the soft
tugging.

"You're knotted good," Uncle Max chuckled. "I can't believe you got
that thing inside you!"

"Spunky got it in me," I said with a weak laugh. "How do we get it
out? I feel like I got ten gallons of sperm in my tummy...And I have to
pee too." All that pressure was going right on my bladder and it was
getting uncomfortable.

"Uhhh...You're going to have to wait until it shrinks a little, then
it'll pop out." Uncle Max put his camera down. "As long as you're not
busy."

He grinned and opened his robe so I could see his rock hard cock,
curving upward like...a banana. I giggled and sighed.

"Ahhhhh...Amy!" Uncle Max groaned as I opened my mouth and let him slide
it inside. "Just tell me if it feels like the knot is getting smaller,
I want to get pictures." He stroked my face and watched his long
smooth cock sliding between my lips.

"Mmmppp...ummpph..." I agreed and washed my tongue all over the head,
enjoying it as I sucked him slowly.

I was in a good position at least, though I couldn't use my hands. But
Uncle Max didn't mind, he knelt in front of me, holding my face with
his gentle hands and rocked his hips, mouth fucking me easily and
getting me to open my throat so I could take all of him. His pubic
hair tickled my nose and the soft sack of his balls nestled against my
chin. And the whole time I was conscious of the big bulge of muscle
stretching my tired cunt while Spunky's little doggy sperms searched
for eggs they'd never find. That made me a little sad. I let Uncle Max
mouth fuck me to his pleasure while I imagined what it would be like
getting pregnant from Spunky.

Me, a human girl, suddenly fertilized by a dog, not with some weird
half-dog things either, but with real puppies that would swell my
belly, kicking and moving against each other as they came to term. It
excited me somehow, knowing a dog's sperm was inside me, like it
almost could happen. And my boobs would start getting bigger, my
nipples leaking thin runny milk until I finally gave birth to six...no...
seven healthy baby puppies that looked just like their father. Blind
and shaking and mewling until they found my breasts, suckling and
chewing, nipping at me all over in their hungry excitement. Never even
knowing I wasn't a dog at all.

The thought made me cum suddenly, and it surprised me with the force
of it, my cunt collapsing on the cock and knot still inside, squeezing
and bringing me further pleasure and discomfort all at once. I moaned
around Uncle Max's dick and he began cumming too, either because he
was ready to, or because he'd realized I was cumming again, I didn't
know. I only knew I was swallowing his thick creamy load, filling my
tummy with it and adding to the amount of sperm already filling my
body in one place or another. Uncle Max pulled his cock free of my
hungry sucking mouth so that it bobbed slightly up and down in front
of my face, wet with cum and saliva.

I looked up at him, licking my lips. "I think it's coming out." I
laughed softly as Uncle Max got an excited look on his face,
scrambling to grab his camera and get a good angle of my pussy
stretched around Spunky's knot.

There were indeed juices leaking out now, running down my thighs and
onto the pillow. Spunky moved a little, as if testing it, and my pussy
felt like it was being turned inside out as the knot began to emerge,
and then sink back inside as Spunky stopped pulling. A minute or two
later he tried again, getting a little further this time and making me
moan softly. And then, finally about twenty minutes after he'd cum
inside my womb, Spunky pulled forward and the knot slowly pulled free,
stretching my swollen labia around it and bringing a gush of our mixed
cum flooding out in a rich pungent deluge as it suddenly popped out.
It soaked my upper thighs and the pillow I was bent across and I
groaned at the sudden feeling of absolute emptiness, almost impossible
to describe. I starting missing that overfull feeling immediately.

I lay there for a moment, and then rolled off the pillow, falling
softly onto my back and stretching my body, straining with my arms and
legs pointed straight out. Then I looked at my poor little cunt. It
was red and gaping wide open, my lips were fat and seemed three times
bigger than normal. Inside everything was flushed and pink and
glistening with wetness. It looked cavernous and big and not like my
pussy had ever looked before, except maybe when I was fisted by Nurse
Siemein, but even that didn't really compare. I couldn't wait to see
the pictures. Spunky's knot must have been gigantic! I got up slowly,
walking gingerly and squatting on the grass some distance away. I
needed to pee badly and I wasn't waiting for a bathroom. Spunky was
licking his cock clean and Uncle Max just smiled and took my picture.

"That was so great, Amy!" Uncle Max was as happy as I'd ever seen him.
He spoke while he zoomed in on my tired, but smiling face, flashing
another picture as I peed.

"I'm tired," I laughed, standing up finally and looking down to see my
cunt lips hanging down about a half inch. "God," I muttered. "How big
was that thing?" I looked at Uncle Max and he grinned.

"Mmmm...about the size of a softball, probably bigger when it was inside
you," he said. Then he came over to me, taking off his robe and
wrapping it around me. "Let's go inside and take a bath, sweetheart."

He picked me up, even though I could have walked, but I guess it's
kind of a tradition for us now, and he carried me into the house.
Uncle Max is kind of a romantic guy and I don't know why his wife left
him. But she was the loser. I told that to Uncle Max too, whispering
in his ear while he carried me.

"You're wife is a total idiot, Uncle Max!" I said.

He just laughed.



End of 06
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