This is a Semi-true news report. I have changed the names and changed where and when it happened everything else is true. This is my first floor, it was fairly uncomplicated to write as I live it each day. I hope you like it. Feedback is welcome !

My name is Stormy, I am a 34-year-old male. I have dark hair and eyes that change color based on my moods. I have been our dog 's bitch for many yr now. My married woman Sara, has been very supportive. She is not into sex with the dog at all. However, she has helped and watched me countless times with our dog Oliver. Oliver is a Golden Retriever he is about eighty Cypriot pound, he has the most beautiful coat. It 's so balmy and quick when he is on you or snuggled against you.

Oliver was trained from about six months on to give birth 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. King Oliver is your distinctive horny dog, he wants sex respective times a day. Most Clarence Day he gets what he wants. Let me describe 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 morning rain shower. I get up most years while she is showering ( I am retired due to aesculapian issues so I do n't work ). I put on a robe and let Oliver in, I check his nutrient and piss. My wife gets dressed and foliage for employment. I go into the bedroom to start my morning. about Clarence Shepard Day Jr. Oliver takes this as his queue.

He comes in and hold for my gown to come off. There are pocket-sized abrasion on my position from his chela. I do n't heed them, I call them fuck scratches. Sara looks at them every dark to see if there are new ones. He then jumps up and button on my back. I know that command. I get down on my hands and stifle. I have learned over time to take my digit and wet it with my own saliva and give myself a niggling finger screwing for lubrication. Oliver starts to sashay around a little because he knows that means I am ready. I glance over and can see that eight-inch long red cock hanging out of its sheath. I want so badly to take up on it. But Oliver does n't really like that. He is more than of net ball fuck, I need to cum type 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 grab at my position. I can feel his claws dig a small. I have learned to wish this piffling bit of pain. Its Worth it for his love. His fur is so soft and so strong. I can feel his pectus movement as he starts to pant a bit. His mouth is just over the binding of my neck opening, and the heating of his breathing spell gives me goose skin. I can feel him as he starts to prod his cock on my ass and I can feel some of the sticky wetness of his pre-cum. It takes a here and now or two as he finds his mark.

Once Oliver has found my shit. He pushes in as hard and deep as he can. Even now after respective age of it, I still get my breath caught for a moment at the feeling of being penetrated so suddenly. The touch of his eight-inch cock ramming into me causes me to close my eyes and my head just focuses on the pleasure. Oliver starts to shove in and out of me as fast as he can. It feels like a hard smooth rod and it expands as he goes. I push back against him without even thinking about it. All I can consider of right now is I want to please him as much as I can. I want to make him cum, I want to palpate him squirt his source into me.

As Oliver nears his release he starts to drool on the back of my cervix. He has always done this. I can feel his heart on my back, his breathing place on my neck so hot and so impregnable. The knot has started to advertize against my ass. This used to anguish but I have gotten so used to it that I can take him easy now. He pushes his knot into me and I can experience 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 prison term. Then I feel his prick starting time to throb in me. I can feel him cumming inside of me. Oliver has always had what to me is an astound amount of sperm. I swear to you it feels like a gallon ! I know its lupus erythematosus 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 feel him in there all that prison term. The floor is already wet from where I have cum and as Joseph Oliver exits me with a wet sounding plop. I can feel his spermatozoon run down my leg. I love the touch sensation and on weekends when Sara is in the mood she will have me go out it there because she knows I love the feeling. Being alone, however, cup my hand over my ass and get up and into the shower. I get dressed and get on with the day.

At nighttime when Sara gets home, I will cook dinner, we watch some TV or surf Facebook. Then we head to bed. We both get strip down. This gets Oliver started all over again. Sara will generally watch, sometimes she will lay at the bound of the bed and finger her self-inches from my face. Oliver has made it make in the past that you do n't mess with his bitch while fucking so, I have to wait for sex with her until after he is done. While Sara has never cared to own sex with King Oliver for pleasure herself she does get off watch him sleep together me. After he is done with me she likes to stick her finger in my ass to go on it open as long as she can. Then she will select her fingers drenched in dog cum and offer up them to me. I lick her finger off and savour in the salty flavor of it. most dark this leads to some great sex. For years I have wanted to suck Oliver 's hawkshaw, but as I said he does n't like it. Sara, helped me one time to get a mouth full of dog cum. But that 's something for later on down the road .