Lisa and I had been enjoying Prince's doggy-fucks for several month. During that clock time, Prince had become a well-trained fuck-dog - eager, but relaxed and tardily to control. After jack-hammer humping, he settles down to fill us with more feverish-doggy-semen than I could ever take in imagined. Each week, I get it on Tues and Lisa on Wed. Lisa insisted we limit ourselves to once a week to ‘ save it special ’. former days, Lisa and I just hang out, sometimes getting Prince off by hand or by sucking him - attainment we figure should come up in handy with male child. We even talked about finding an concern boy, so we could practice our technique, but that was a little too scary and nothing ever came of it.

Meanwhile, I'd begun looking at dogs in a new way. Once a week wasn't enough for me and sex with Prince had awakened a luxuria for to a greater extent and prominent hot dog. I began to acknowledge them everywhere, before realizing there was a nice one livelihood right next door. His figure was Duke, a heavy Black Lab with ( I hoped ) a nice, big cock. His possessor, Jenna was my age, but went to a different school. Her brother, Jake was a twelvemonth or two older.

I was soon having dreams about getting fucked by Duke. Of course of instruction, my route to him would be through Jenna. But feeling unsure of myself, I wanted Lisa's help to bring in Jenna to doggy-sex, but without letting her fuck my tangible interest group was in a new doggy-sex partner. So, without mentioning Duke, I asked Lisa what she thought about inviting my neighbor, Jenna, for some doggy-pleasure. She immediately pushed back against the idea, pointing out that our weekly routine was working fine - we each were getting good fucks every week ; Prince remained eager ; and cypher had any suspicions.

She asked,"Why hazard messing affair up by adding someone else ?"

I didn't have a good answer, so I dropped the guinea pig and figured I might have to score my move on Jenna without Lisa's supporter. Nonetheless, I kept mentioning Jenna, always pretending I knew her much better than I actually did.

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Jenna walked Duke about the Lapplander sentence every night after dinner party. So, it was easy to ‘ accidentally'extrusion into her and strike up a conversation. I kept it relaxed, focusing well-nigh of my attention on Duke. My experience with Prince made me comfortable around dogs, something they sense decent away. Jenna noticed too, and was surprised since she knew I didn't have a dog of my own.

Soon, I was walking with Jenna and Duke most evenings. Through Duke, Jenna and I quickly became protagonist. After our paseo we played with Duke in the stake cubic yard and it wasn't long before he would debase out beside me, so I could rub the soft fur on his belly. One night, I probed a minuscule closer to his sheath than common and he responded by rolling on his back sticking out a couple of inches of lipstick. Jenna blushed and started to rebuke him between apologies to me.

I cut her off,"Jenna ! We're both big young woman, and it's no hugger-mugger what Duke wants !"

"Yeah. But, I can't let him behave like that around early people."

"It's OK, Jen. Don't be so heavy on him. I don't judgement. He only wants the same thing all boys want - a female child who knows how to make him feel good."

Jenna's pursuit seemed piqued,"You seem to sleep together a lot about male child. You got a swain you haven't told me about ?"

"No. No way ! Boys are way too unsafe. They talk too much and one clip is all it takes to get you knocked up. There's better ways for girls to give birth fun."

"Yeah. Like what ?"

"Oh, c'mon Jen. You know ! You've been petting ‘ Miss Kitty ’. Haven't you ?"

Jenna blushed and I knew I'd hit pay shit. From then on, Jenna and I began spending more time together after walking Duke. We talked about boys, what they'd like to do and what we'd like them to do. Her undivided mom went out nearly even and her crony worked Thursday through Sunday at the motion-picture show dramatics from late afternoon until 10pm. So, Jen and I often had the house to ourselves. Over the side by side several week, I introduced Jenna to the ‘ girly-sex secret plan'that Lisa used to get me ready for Prince. Soon, we were ‘ practicing'making out, under the pretext of ‘ learning how to do it ’. Jen got into sex-play right field away. Before recollective we were partially undressing each other and beginning some doubtful foreplay. But, there was something about Jenna that I never felt with Lisa. I loved touching her body, particularly sucking her pap and putting my hand on her crotch. Jenna enjoyed sex-play as lots as I did. We both had really strong sex-drives, but there was something more. While I lusted after Duke, foreplay with Jen was becoming an obsession in itself. Hmmm.

One night after we settled in, I told Jenna I was gon na masturbate while she watched. I asked her to help get me in the mood and it didn't take her long. When I was ready, she unzipped my short circuit, and we pushed them down along with my panties. She told me she wanted to hold me so she could sense my orgasm. I lay back in her arms and went to influence. I felt totally relaxed with Jenna and soon noticed her hand gently touching mine, following, then guiding my movements. Then almost imperceptibly she had taken over and my hand fell away - something I secretly hoped might bechance. That night, I gave myself to her and had a nice little sexual climax, before curling up in her loving arms.

When it was her turn, I kissed and fondled her to get her ready. She didn't hesitate to drop away down her shorts and panties, lay back against me, spread her legs and feed herself to me. It was the first prison term I touched her bare cunt. Her strawberry-blond hair's-breadth felt like silk as I probed under her fiddling cap to find her clit. She made pleasant-tasting stochasticity as I circled her moist little clit. Before getting her off, I ran my finger up and down between her labia along her puss. She like that and lifted her hip each clip I passed over her vagina. Her body was begging for a fingering. I'd responded in exactly the Lapplander way the good afternoon Lisa took my cherry with her mother's dildo. That day, I knew it was gon na pain, but I wanted her to do it and was uncoerced to survive the pain.

remembering how Lisa did it, I kissed Jen's lips, held her tight, then firmly inserted my digit to break her virginal membrane. But, as my fingerbreadth slid in, there was no resistance, just the depth of Jenna's fond little snatch. She was physically set, so I could move on to early preparation for her outset doggy-fuck. With my finger's breadth all the way in her, I could reach her G-spot. Her reaction told me that no one had ever touched her there before. Our back talk met again and soon our lingua intertwined as she chased-the-sparrow for me. I gave her an orgasm that shook her to the Congress of Racial Equality. When she was done, I slowly slipped my digit out of her bitch, held her and kissed her.

From that day, we pleasured each other whenever we had the chance. One day, as she lay in my arms recovering, she mused about how practically bigger a real number pecker would be and asked me if I knew how it felt. She of line meant a man's turncock and I told her I didn't know, but felt a rush of epinephrine as our conversation got tantalizingly close to what I really wanted to ask her about. I was pretty certain she was ready, so I began mentioning my school-mate Lisa and started hinting at what she and I had been doing. Jenna seemed interested, but I was still afraid what her reaction might be. So instead of Prince, I told her about the world-class time Lisa put her mother's dildo in me - a black one with ‘ naturalistic'testicles. Lisa had brought it to body temperature in warm water supply before she started. I told Jenna that the feeling of the dildo inside me plus those affectionate nut hitting my hindquarters each time Lisa pushed it in, made me come like I never had before. She was pretty excited and had lots of questions. She said it was something she wanted to try and we talked about it for a hanker time.

For hebdomad, I'd been pestering Lisa and she finally agreed that I could talk to Jenna, ‘ just to see if she might be interested ’. My lucky principal were aligning !

A few 24-hour interval later, as Jenna lay in my blazon in post-orgasm dreamy-time, I told her about Lisa, Prince and what we'd been doing. She took it well - more surprised and funny than repulsed. She peppered me with questions and I did my best to explain. near of all, she wanted know what it felt like, which was something I longed to tell her. She hung on my every intelligence, as I described Prince's fully-erect penis, his excited humping, deep penetration and how it felt when his warm seminal fluid filled me. Looking at her face, I knew the bit was right, so I popped the question.

"Wan na try it ?"

She hesitated, so I told her to think about it for a while. But, she couldn't stop talking about it, asking head and asking me about my firstly metre. I told her every little contingent I could call up with some embroidery meant to entice her. She was particularly worry in how he settled down before his warmth filled me. I reminded her that it was totally secure and explained why his come felt so warm up. After a few Thomas More doubtfulness, she just couldn't resist saying ‘ yes ’. So, I promised to check with Lisa, and set a date.

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It was arranged that Jenna would get over to Lisa's house the following Thursday for her ‘ number one time'with Prince. I did everything I could to prepare her. We talked about what was gon na bump and I told her over and over how honorable it was gon na experience. But, despite my self-assurance, as the big day approached, she got more and more nervous.

On Wednesday nighttime, Jen and I kept it"sweet ”, just sitting together talking quietly. No aphrodisiac arousal, no finger-fucking, just quiet time together. We were both lost in thought about the next day. After a spell, she told me her fantasizes about what her ‘ first time'would be like and how weird it seemed to do it with a dog. I told her it was the honest way and ticked off the vantage,

"Jenna, you won't be alone with some hormone-crazy guy. Lisa and I will be there the whole time to submit precaution of you. There absolutely no risk of gestation. When you're done, there will be no boyfriend pressuring you to do it again, even if you don't want to ... or bragging to his buddies about fucking you. You'll be in total control."

She seemed reassured. I held her, kissed her and told her how exceptional she was, which was as stuffy to saying"I love you"as I could come. As it grew late, we parted reluctantly, knowing the succeeding metre we'd see each early would be at Lisa's. There was a utmost candy kiss and I was off for home, leaving her to make out with her still unsettled feelings.

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When Lisa's bell rang, I met Jenna at the doorway and led her down to the kinfolk room. She was looking around nervously at our preparations.

Her voice was tight,"So, this is where we're gon na do it ?"

I calmly replied,"Uh-huh. Now, calm down. Nothing's gon na happen until you and Prince have pile of meter to get to know each other."

Lisa had taken Prince for a quick ‘ walk'to be certainly he was ready. I motioned for her to sit on the couch and we waited for Lisa to number back with Prince. I made introduction. Prince sniffed Jenna, no doubt interested in Duke's scent. Jenna began rubbing him behind the ears and ruffling the fur on his drumhead. Prince loved the attention and settled at her feet. Lisa got a small glass of whiskey for Jenna, just like my first time. I smiled when I saw it coming.

"Here. Sip this. It'll help you relax."Lisa said.

Jenna did as she was told, saying,"I guess you know, it's my first time."

Lisa answered,"Uh-huh. Don't trouble, everyone's a little unquiet the first meter. You'll do fine. Prince is very gentle."

Lisa and I tried to micturate small-talk with Jenna, but she was fixated on what was about to bump. Lisa was able-bodied to put her at ease, patiently answered her interrogation. Her friendly personality was infectious and soon she and Jenna were talking about"red Eruca sativa ”,"knot ”,"association"and doggy-semen like a couple of old booster. The whiskey was nearly gone and Jenna was getting more relaxed. So, Lisa got Prince up on the couch between them. After some kissing, scratching and ruffling, Prince and Jenna were getting very comfortable with each other.

Lisa gently prodded,"Jenna. He's waiting for you to equal him."

I took the empty methamphetamine from Jenna's hand. Jenna hand moved down to his belly, where she knew what she'd discovery. After some preliminaries, she rubbed his sheath until about 2 column inch of his red-rocket appeared. Lisa gently pushed back Prince's cocktail dress, and formed Jenna's script until her thumb and index encircled his peter. Without further counselling, Jenna began stroking him until his branch began to pinch with excitement.

Lisa said,"He's getting ready for you. How are you feeling ?"

She asked nervously,"DOE he eff what to do ?"

I smiled,"Jenna. That's why we're here. He knows exactly what to do. He's done it lots of times. So don't worry."

Lisa added,"He's gon na be a little over-excited at inaugural, but we'll settle him down. Just be patient. OK ?"

Jenna nodded. Jenna looked pleadingly in my oculus as Lisa unbuttoned her blouse.

"What are you doing ?"

I said firmly,"Jenna, it time."

We got her to stand for a moment, so Lisa could put a towel on the redact and I could open and relieve down her short and panties. With her bare tooshie on the towel, she lifted her feet to let me finish. Jenna's ramification were trembling, so I got behind her, pulled her blouse out of the way and enfolding her in my arms.

"slideway down a piddling. That's it. Now, sit back, close you eyes, and relax."

Lisa parted Jenna's pegleg and guided Prince's point between them. His ears went back as he took her scent. When his cold-wet nose first touched her, she startled and gasped in surprise. I comforted her until she settled down. Then, Lisa let Prince go to work on with his tongue.

Jenna wriggled,"Ooh. It feels so strange."

"I know. Just close your oculus and let him get you off."

I held her, while Lisa kept Prince on task. Jenna tensed, the low gear time his tongue hit her ass-hole, but after that I could feel her begin to slip under his spell. It was nice to feel her relax and depart to let go. Soon, she was rolling her hip joint and really getting into it.

"I can't believe how it feels."

I whispered in her ear,"Shhhh… Don't fight it."

I recognized the smell on Jenna's fount that I had seen many times as she descended toward an orgasm. I was so excited I could feel my own panties getting wet. She was almost there when Prince forced his clapper into her twat. A few more time and she went over the top. Her trunk stiffened, then twitched and shook. The first muscle spasm hit her and she dug her nails into the terry-cloth towel on the couch. Lisa kept Prince at it, forcing Jenna to endure a delightful series of rolling orgasms. I'd seen Jenna come before, but never like this. As her orgasms peaked, she was breathing hard and covered with effort. When I knew she'd had sufficiency, I nodded, and Lisa pulled Prince away. I held her as she recovered, a hot sweaty mess of a young lady, trying to get her breathing spell. fiddling by little her external respiration came back to normal. Meanwhile, Lisa bidding Prince to sit and had busied herself putting towels on the flooring in front of the couch beside where Jenna sat, one to trip up the doggy-cum that would soon be dripping out of her and the other folded as a cushion for her knee. When Jen opened her optic, Lisa was already pulling the wind sleeve onto Prince's paws. He knew what was side by side and began pacing and whining.

When Jenna could verbalize, all she said was,"Oh God. That was amazing !"

"Jenna."I waited for her to look up at me,"When you're ready, you know what to do."I reminded her,"Down on your knees. heading on the couch."

But, Jenna didn't movement. When I asked if everything was OK, she quietly told me she was scared and wasn't sure she could go through with it. My nub sank. What would Lisa think. I patiently comforted and inveigle Jenna for several minutes. Prince was getting increasingly impatient. Finally, I had to consent that she wasn't gon na do it. She was just too scared.

So, I asked,"OK, Jen. You just wan na watch this time ?"

She sheepishly nodded. I told her it was OK, came around from behind the couch, kicked off my shoes, then dropped my short circuit and pantie. My pussy was already wet. Prince was getting queasy. Lisa was sitting on the floor him by the catch. I picked up the bottle of lube, knelt down, laid my face on the cool leather couch, reached behind, put it in and gave a squeeze.

Prince was Thomas More than fix and Lisa struggled to restrain him, as she guided him behind me. I felt him licking my pussy - always a prelude for Prince. I took hold of Jenna's helping hand. It was unnecessary, but Lisa gave the command to mount. Prince landed heavy on my back, then slipped his hand around my waistline. Even with socks, his back paws scratched on the wooden floor as he furiously humped away, bumping my ass with his pointy doggy-cock. This was the most exciting minute, anticipating penetration. Lisa got time lag of his Eruca vesicaria sativa and hit the target. There is nada gentle about getting fucked by a dog. He drove it into me, humping me debauched and hard, nearly knocking the breath out of me.

I squeezed Jenna's hand,"Oh, Jen. He's in me."

Prince stepped all over my ramification as he tried to get leverage to push his turncock deeper in response to my warmheartedness. The socks on his back paws kept my branch from getting too scratched up. But feeling his cock growing bigger with each thrust was well worth the soreness of a few scratches. Lisa let him keep humping because she knew Prince and I both loved it. But, she also knew when to do her thaumaturgy on him, so he'd think we were tied. Then, he slowly settled down until I felt his fully system of weights on my back and his head resting on my left shoulder. When Jenna saw Prince get quieten, she petted him, perhaps thinking it was all over. But, seconds later, his hip joint started making little movement. I'd been waiting and knew what it meant. I closed my eyes and quivered as his liquid warmth spread inside me. Trying not to discover the magic of the import, I softly exhaled,

"Jen. He's coming. I can feel it."

Prince's fundament twitched each fourth dimension he shot to a greater extent semen into me. I couldn't palpate each one, but I could feel his move, as well as the cumulative effect of the hot-semen as it built-up inside me. By this level, I had gone all dreamy, lost in the daze of doggy-fuck soil. I liked to view as his spermatozoan in me as long as I could. I could discover Lisa explaining to Jenna that Prince was still putting semen in me and that she'd concur his nautical mile until he was done. Her vocalization seemed strangely distant, as if she were in another elbow room. Lisa kept us ‘ tied'until Prince started to fidget and tried to perpetrate away, the signal that he was done. When she let him withdraw, his doggy-juices at first gushed out of me, then ran down my legs. Prince gave my pussy a sniff and a salt lick or two to affirm he'd done a good job, before casually trotting over to his doggy-bed to clean himself.

Jenna said,"Oh my god ! That was so amazing. Can I try it ?"

Lisa replied curtly,"Yes, dear, but not today. Prince has done his job and needs a rest."

I lay on the couch a few Thomas More minutes, enjoying the feeling of Prince's cum running down my inner second joint. When I was capable, I took a deep breath and pushed myself up. Jenna and I cleaned ourselves, and then got dressed. She was disappointed and obstruct. Lisa assured her that she understood and agreed that we'd all get together again. But, a collective sadness descended on us, because I think we all knew it would never happen. As we left, Jenna apologized and thanked Lisa, again. Then, she and I walked habitation together. I was still feeling a warm glow, having just gotten fucked by Prince for the 2nd time in three days. Jen wasn't. She quietly told me she was ashamed that she'd let me down and embarrassed me in front of Lisa. I assured her that she hadn't, that I understood and she'd get another chance.

She asked timidly,"Tomorrow ?"

"Let me talk to Lisa. But, tomorrow is their usual day for the dog-park. I'll see you later to take the air Duke and then we can hang out and blab. OK ?"

"Oh. Yeah. I almost forgot."

I was beginning to plan how I'd get Jenna and Duke ‘ together ’, which would all but vouch me what I was really after. What I didn't realize was that Jenna was beginning to pee architectural plan of her own for Duke .