This is a Semi-true narration. I have changed the names and changed where and when it happened everything else is true. This is my first chronicle, it was fairly simple to write as I live it each day. I hope you like it. Feedback is receive !

My name is Stormy, I am a 34-year-old male person. I have dark hair's-breadth and optic that variety colouring material based on my climate. I have been our dog 's bitch for many days now. My wife Sara, has been very supportive. She is not into sex with the dog at all. However, she has helped and watched me innumerous times with our dog Oliver. Joseph Oliver is a gilded Retriever he is about eighty pounds, he has the most beautiful coat. It 's so soft and warm when he is on you or snuggled against you.

Joseph Oliver was trained from about six months on to have sex with me. As long as we are in the bedroom, all he has to do is push at me with his paws and I know what he wants. Oliver is your typical horny dog, he wants sex several sentence a day. most days he gets what he wants. Let me account a typical day at our house. My married woman gets up to go to work around 5 am. She lets Oliver out, then takes her cockcrow shower. I get up well-nigh days while she is showering ( I am retired due to medical checkup issues so I do n't form ). I put on a robe and let Oliver in, I check his food and piss. My wife gets dressed and leaves for employment. I go into the bedroom to begin my morning. Most days Oliver takes this as his queue.

He comes in and waiting for my robe to come in off. There are lowly clams on my side from his claws. I do n't mind them, I call them love scrape. Sara looks at them every dark to see if there are new ones. He then jumps up and pushes on my book binding. I know that instruction. I get down on my paw and knees. I have learned over time to pack my finger and wet it with my own saliva and founder myself a little finger fuck for lubrication. Oliver starts to sashay around a little because he knows that means I am gear up. I glance over and can see that eight-inch long red rooster hanging out of its sheath. I want so badly to suck on it. But Oliver does n't really like that. He is more of let fuck, I need to cum typecast dog. He walks behind me, and I can feel him breathing on my thigh and ass. He raises up on to my back and his paws snap at my side. I can find his claws dig a little. I have learned to like this fiddling bit of pain. Its worth it for his love. His fur is so soft and so warm. I can find his chest move as he starts to pant a bit. His sass is just over the back of my neck, and the hotness of his breathing spell gives me goosebump. I can feel him as he starts to prod his cock on my ass and I can sense some of the sticky wetness of his pre-cum. It takes a moment or two as he finds his marking.

Once Oliver has found my asshole. He pushes in as heavy and cryptical as he can. Even now after various years of it, I still get my breath caught for a second at the flavor of being penetrated so suddenly. The impression of his eight-inch dick ramming into me causes me to come together my eye and my head just focuses on the joy. Oliver starts to thrust in and out of me as fast as he can. It feels like a strong smooth rod and it expands as he goes. I push back against him without even thinking about it. All I can think of rightfield now is I want to please him as much as I can. I want to make him cum, I want to feel him eject his come into me.

As Oliver nears his release he starts to drool on the rachis of my neck. He has always done this. I can sense his kernel on my back, his breathing place on my neck opening so hot and so strong. The knot has started to push against my ass. This used to pain but I have gotten so used to it that I can accept him easy now. He pushes his knot into me and I can find it flourish inside of me. I know he is almost there. My brain screams at me every time as I have my own orgasm without touching myself. Oliver gives his grow as he does every sentence. Then I feel his prick get-go to throb in me. I can feel him cumming inside of me. Oliver has always had what to me is an amazing amount of spermatozoan. I swear to you it feels like a gal ! I know its less but when it 's being shot up your ass it feels huge ! I love every moment of it.

When he is done he turns away and we have to wait for his knot to go down. I can still finger him in there all that clip. The floor is already wet from where I have cum and as Oliver exits me with a wet sounding plop. I can find his spermatozoon run down my leg. I love the feeling and on weekends when Sara is in the mood she will take me provide it there because she knows I love the tone. Being alone, however, cup my bridge player over my ass and get up and into the shower. I get dressed and get on with the day.

At night when Sara gets base, I will fudge dinner party, we watch some TV or surf Facebook. Then we head to bed. We both get undressed. This gets Oliver started all over again. Sara will generally watch, sometimes she will lay at the edge of the bed and finger her self-inches from my human face. Oliver has made it clear in the past times that you do n't mess with his beef while fucking so, I have to look for sex with her until after he is done. While Sara has never cared to birth sex with King Oliver for pleasure herself she does get off watch him fuck me. After he is done with me she likes to beat her digit in my ass to keep it open as long as she can. Then she will take up her fingerbreadth drenched in dog cum and put up them to me. I lick her finger off and relish in the salty flavor of it. Most Nox this leads to some keen sex. For class I have wanted to suck Oliver 's dick, but as I said he does n't like it. Sara, helped me one prison term to get a mouth full of dog cum. But that 's something for later on down the road .