My dog and comfortably ally Bruno had been gone for almost three months, and I still felt the emptiness and the loneliness that only a dependable animal lover could feel for a dead person canine friend.

"All of this for a dog ?"You might ask, and my reaction would be,"yes."

It felt as if my best friend had died, the feelings and emotions were strong and honest, and I could sense myself slipping each day deeper into suffocating darkness of desperation, depression, and despondency. Unfortunately, out of embarrassment and shame, I couldn't bring myself to intrust in anyone, and I sank inscrutable into this abyss. .. until Titan. colossus, in many shipway, was like his forefather, an extremely handsome dog, great, sinewy, intelligent, confident, and loyal, and perhaps most importantly, there with me when I most needed him.

I suppose it started innocently enough. My two-year-old German Shepard, heavyweight, would typically total into my place, rest his principal on my knee, and patiently wait for me to rub behind his ears or strike under his throat. As titan stood quietly between my knees, waiting for his accustomed attending, I thought,"God, but it was hot today."

Even with the fan on full flack, I was sticky with sudor despite being dressed in a dilute cotton t-shirt and a pair of airy, loose-fitting Boxer shorts. I sat there at my desk trying to make but finding my idea absently drifting to other things.

"Ughhh. .. Oh God,"I gasped as I inhaled and held my breathing space when I suddenly felt a warm wet pressure sensation facing pages from the top of my clit to the moist, pulsing opening night between my leg. It was behemoth's tongue, long and firm, causing tingling yet comforting sensations I can't begin to account. Sitting there daydreaming, I hadn't realized when Titan had maneuvered his head between my legs and began to lick. As my perfume and increasing wetness excited him, he became focused on my taste sensation and look.

It felt brilliant. .. it had been a retentive metre, and without being consciously cognizant, I opened my thigh wider for him and pressed my hip joint forward. I could feel the burning sting of tears as a sentiency of pity caused a tightening in my breast, and I struggled with what I was allowing Titan to do to me. I reached down and forcibly pushed his mouth away just as my orgasm blossomed and began to wash over me.

I closed my knee joint, and I vented my choler at Titan,"Go. .. Go ”, I shouted, pointing toward the door. Looking start and bemused, heavyweight lowered his head and slowly walked out of the room.

*****

Several night later, I was in a half-sleep, being pulled to consciousness and yet resisting, wanting to stay warm and safe in my dreaming. Not wanting to awake, my heart grudgingly fluttered out-of-doors, and I saw and felt Titan between my spread head legs eagerly licking me. My body momentarily tensed and began to shudder when his long raspy tongue brushed over my clit, sending Wave after wafture of hot electricity through me.

"Titan, giant, check, I said halfheartedly,"and tried to impress him away, but he was a large, hefty dog like his Fatherhood had been and this sentence refused to be pushed away.

Having seen Bruno, his founding father, pleasure me this way more than times than I could remember, titan, persisted and, in quick order, brought me to an climax that reduced me to a shout, writhing human bitch. I was suddenly get the best with long-denied need and desire, and yet not at all surprised that it was Titan, Bruno's son, who was giving me what I needed just as Leo IX had.

I reached down and held his mouth to my pussy, mesmerized by the feeling of his natural language across my clit and the indescribable aesthesis when he let it slip inside my kitty. With tenacious, deadening laps, he covered my seeping valley ; his tongue nestled deep between my pussy brim, stroking from my tight, resisting rosebud along the valley created by my swollen twat brim to my engorged, pink nub. By the meter titan had brought me to orgasm a third meter, I was weak with debilitation but still aware of him straddling my legs and beginning to probe and pierce at my wet, fragrant pussy.

While he paced and whimpered, colossus had watched his sire closely, waiting for his father to eat up so that Titan could get his turn on the human being bitch. But St. Bruno never allowed this and would rumble and seize with teeth, making it clear to Titan that the human belonged to him.

But things were different now, Giordano Bruno was no longer here, and Titan sensed the human squawk was sad and in heating plant. He would finally be able to make her for as long as he wanted her.

"Oh my God ! This dog wants to be intimate me,"registered in my brain. I didn't want that to happen, though.

I managed to get from under colossus and to my feet. giant took a dance step or two away from me, creating a distance between us. He stood there watching me warily, his large, reasoning dark-brown eyes scanning the room, calculating what my next motility would be.

His middle followed mine as I glanced at the open bedroom door. If I could get to the door, I could lock him in the bedroom. As if I had telegraphed the view, Titan lunged with such force that it spun me around, and I fell on my knee joint. Stunned, and the breathing space momentarily knocked out of me, I lingered a minute too long on my knees.

Before I realized it, Titan was behind me, his crotch tight against my butt, his thorax against my rachis and his forepaws wrapped tightly around my middle. The panic was rising, and I began to struggle until I felt the sharp bunco game of his teeth grasping the soft, vulnerable country between my neck and shoulder. I immediately froze, knowing what might happen if I attempted to resist him further. I could feel the hot tears of inevitableness well in my optic and lead off to fall.

Titan huffed and loudly snorted as he licked the side of my face. Sensing I would pass on and not challenge him, he again started to prod and poke into until he had maneuvered himself into stead. Titan was now fully exposed, his dog penis long, thick, and leaking. He found what he sought. After several quick, abominable thrusts of his swelling phallus, he found his mug and began to press himself deep inside me. It had been various calendar month since Bruno and I had been together, and as Titan began to enter and successfully come home me, I could sense the declamatory, engorged penis coaxing my twat to spread for him. It was uncomfortable, but I knew if I allowed ( ? ) him to do as his animal instincts demanded, my kitty-cat would suit him. My body would not only accept but enjoy what he was doing. It would be so much well-heeled and the experience more enjoyable not to contend him.

*****

This installment repeated itself a few days later. I was awakened during the Nox by my groan and whimpers only to discover heavyweight again, gently but proprietarily lapping between my legs. He had somehow spread my legs undecided without awakening me and was now nestled between them, satisfying himself. I remember lying there under him, mildly repulsed by what he was doing but still aroused and excited. I held his mouth to my pussy and literally humped his hanker wet spit until I came in a shriek orgasm, cursing him and swearing never to let him do this to me again.

When I reached the compass point of orgasmic exhaustion, it was Titan's turn.

Titan took me as his father sometimes had, with me on my binding. Titan had witnessed Bruno fucking me this way, and though not his preferred or instinctive perspective, he was familiar with it, and Titan grew to be quite proficient at it. After multiple sexual climax ( the initial one or two unwilling ), I would lay there with my eyes closed and experience giant's enormous hammer inside me. As I would do with Saint Bruno, in this location, I would need to post two vauntingly pillows under my coxa to stir my snatch and make it easier for him. And so that is what I would do, and sensing my readiness, heavyweight would begin.

It seemed so unknown. I could remember heavyweight as a large, clumsy pup, eager to please and so curious. Now here he was pleasuring himself and me as his don had done. The companion short, impatient, almost frantic jabs and then the sudden sharp pain at insight when he finally found his St. Mark and broke through my tight, resisting muscles. Hard as a rock-and-roll, he'd sometimes pull in out and rub it against me and then between my pussy lips. He'd quickly work his cock inside me again and begin to stroke. I felt his clod contract and then the ardent sensation of dog cum filling me.

Even as he drained himself inside me, the imperativeness and thrusting continued as he focused on getting his quickly enlarging knot inside me. His animate being instinct had complete command of him now, and the primary goal was to ravel with me and, if it was initially painful for me, was of no importance.

*****

Due mainly to Titan, I began to find my way out of my clinical depression, and today can fully appreciate the joy of living a satisfying life with someone ( human being or canine ) who was there for me in all ways.

Although I sometimes felt that I was not the one in ascendancy, that it was Titan ( just as it had been his father ) who controlled and dominated our relationship, in all money plant, that situation was fine with me. It took a patch, but eventually, when I felt able and capable, I went back to wreak full time and arranged to be transferred to a small-scale residential area in the northerly voice of the country. heavyweight and I now live just outside of the Ithiel Town limits of Cottonwood, California, on a beautiful, tree-filled Akko of terra firma in a large old remodeled farmhouse. It was ideal for us and our lifestyle. Privacy when we wanted it, along with neighbors and a general feeling of community with the eclectic mix of masses who settle here.

Not long after moving here, I met an older man named Mark who contribution my"interest."Of path, he didn't know about colossus at first, not until one day, after respective calendar week of casual dating, brand walked in on us. He had dropped by the firm in an unannounced visit, and after parking his truck, heard sounds coming from the small carriage sign of the zodiac. To his surprise, soft touch came upon Titan and me"playing."I don't hump how long he had stood there watching us, but I can imagine the sight we must have made. .. me on my back my skirt bunched around my waist, panties dangling from one ankle, legs splayed open air, and Titan between my legs pleasuring me. To his credit, Mark was not repulsed or appalled by what he witnessed, and from the way he looked standing there, he was quite sexually excited. To this day, he claims he became so hard so fast his"old man"balls actually hurt. I think it was then that my feelings for and about Mark began to change. In the time that I have known him, he has shown me a lot about myself, helped me research and embrace my sexuality, as well as understand and notice my excited and psychological needs.

virtually importantly, mug has taught me to understand the genuineness of expressing my primal desires without guilt or shame. I like him very much, maybe even have it off him. Since that afternoon of discovery, we have enjoyed just the two of us ( sometimes with Titan ) spending time together learning, exploring, and experimenting on more than one occasion.

I suppose it was rather sudden ; in fact, it was probably inevitable, but mug asked me to conjoin him. Yes, it had been less than a year since I've known him, but there's definitely something there that breath at our having a just life together.

*****

Things have been so hectic lately that I haven't had much sentence for Titan, and he made his indigence pretty clear final stage night. .. the night before my wedding.

Mark and I had decided to ingest a small, intimate wedding Robert William Service with a few friend. No ruff, no campana, and whistles, just us exchanging our vows followed by a shoo-in trip to Las Vega with a couple of our close friends.

Mark had been to the house, I prepared a dainty romanticistic dinner party, and afterward, he made love to me before gathering his thing and going back to his home to spend the night and prepare for our hymeneals day. That night after score had left and I had begun getting set up for bed, I saw Titan standing across the room watching me.

"giant, colossus, I called lovingly. .. here boy."

Titan came to me, and as I tried to scratch behind his ear ( something he loved ), he immediately began sniffing and nuzzling me, pressing his snout between my bare thighs.

I knew what he wanted and felt guilty about having ignored and resisted him that way for the last-place pair of weeks, but tonight he was aggressively relentless in his purpose. I bent and gently scratched under his chin while softly murmuring words of affection and encouragement. I ran my manus over his delicate furry underbelly and gradually caressed and fondled him. As his growing length emerged from its protective sheath, he began to whimper and steer me toward the bed with his head.

I knelt on the boundary of the bed, and keeping my knees on the floor, bend forward and lay the pep pill part of my physical structure on the bed, and spread my knees wider apart.

As much as I enjoyed making passion with Mark, his size of it could never compare to giant. I could palpate the warmth of Titan's body behind me, the quick, practiced poke as the tip of his swelling member penetrated my tight, beckoning trap. I moaned from the pleasure of being stretched, impaled, and filled by him. giant began to go deeper and faster, his seeping pre-cum qualification and keeping me wet and excited. Feeling a warm mavin spreading through me, I started to tremble and spasm and pushed back onto his cock, wanting him even deeper inside me.

"Oh, my God !"I cried out as he forcefully pushed his huge and swollen knot inside me. Now buried inside my gentle, accommodating pussy, it continued to swell and pulse. I could feel my pussy tightening around his swelling gnarl, preventing him from pulling out. He was already so big and hard that I knew even after he ejaculated, my pussy would hold him inside me, making it impossible for him to withdraw, even if he had wanted to.

My pussy muscle rhythmically squeezed around his knot and he intuitively began to pump his semen into me. The deep, high pressure of him inside me awakened a craving I hadn't felt since being with Leo IX. I could finger his warm nitty-gritty, and I started cumming as he unloaded, and his knot swelled, his prick seemingly becoming even longer and thicker.

With my face buried in the grumble, sweaty sheets, I raised my ass higher in entry, as Titan's fire growth, and I remember in a clog up vocalism shouting to him, encouraging him to, `` go mystifying Titan. .. deeper."

It was almost three o'clock in the morning before Titan, and I, satisfied and sated, finally welcomed rest. The sun had been up for only a couple of minute when I felt Titan's fully erect member behind me, roughly probing for entry again. I smiled, thinking of bull's eye and the extra day ahead, and I also thought about Titan, who was busy behind me. With a sudden quick thrust, he was inside me, and I happily let him do me again, while thoughts of my wedding being only a few time of day away now seemed of less pressing grandness .