How I Met Max and Helen

By Drakon

Max tightened his grip around my waist and thrust forward violently. His monolithic mi was forced into my tight pussy and began to swell even more. I bit my glower lip to hold open from screaming, not from the brief sum of pain but the tidal undulation of joy that crashed over me. I couldn't believe how incredible it felt as my body quaked uncontrollably. Less than twenty four hours earlier, I wouldn't have thought I'd willingly put myself in this position.

Maybe I should take up from the beginning. My name is Sandy and I'm twenty years old in my second year of college. I'm 5'-6"tall, weigh 127 and my measuring are 34C/26/36. I'm house visiting my parents in Southern Calif.. It was just after noon when one of the neighbor I've known since I was a little fille pulled up side by side to my car as I was unloading my recent acquirement from the shopping center.

"Hey Sandy…What are you doing this weekend ?"Henry Book of Daniel asked.

Mr. Book of the Prophet Daniel was in his mid fifties, handsome and very well off. He and his married woman Helen lived down the street in the same moneyed neighbourhood as my parents. I had seen his wife numerous times but was never introduced and knowing what she looked like, I was sure he wasn't hitting on me with that question.

"I don't have anything planned right now except hanging around the house now that my parents have left on their cruise."

"I need to have individual take aim care of Max, our dog, while I go to thenar springtime on commercial enterprise this weekend."

He went on to explain his better half had suddenly gotten queasy and was supposed to fulfil some clients there. Now he had to go and subscribe to over and with his wife out of town, there was no one to take care of Max. I liked helping people in penury so I agreed to satisfy him at his house in fifteen min so he could designate me what needed to be done.

I put my shopping cup of tea in the star sign and walked down the street to the Daniel'house that sat at the end of a cul-de-sac. The garage was undefended and he was loading his golf bag and a suitcase into his BMW.

"Sorry to bother you on a Friday but I'm desperate,"he said,"I will gain it worth your time."

He led me to the position gate and into their enormous back cubic yard. Max was in his dog run and barked when we approached. He is a huge four year old German language Shepard, the full-grown I'd ever seen. He was very intimidating and I stayed back as Mr. Book of the Prophet Daniel opened the logic gate. To my surprise, he was very well behaved. Max sat on mastery and Mr. Book of the Prophet Daniel called me over to converge him. I petted his top dog and he licked my hand. He had once been a show dog but now they only used him for his stud servicing.

Mr. Daniel told me he would feed Max before he left that afternoon and I was to hail over Sabbatum morning to feed him and let him out to run around the yard for an minute or so. I'd have to do back Sabbatum even and Sunday morning to do the same thing. Mrs. Book of the Prophet Daniel would be home from her spa weekend with her friends Sunday evening so she would take aim it from there. He walked me back out front after putting Max back in his run and gave me a key to the gate.

"tone discharge to use the pool if you want and since I know college students are always short of spending money,"he said reaching into his sack,"Here is some for your time and trouble."

"Oh, Mr. Daniels, you don't have to…"I said as he handed me three one hundred dollar bill bills.

He cut me off with a wag of his chief and held up his hand,"You will be doing me a great service…Keep it."

"Thanks Mr. Daniel,"I said and headed home.

I woke up the next morning, had some breakfast, put on one of the new bikinis I had just bought along with a unloose tank top and shorts. I got a large beach towel and the rest of my tanning paraphernalia and put it in a bag before walking down to the Daniels'house. I had noticed yesterday that the houses on either slope of theirs were vacant ; a polarity of the clip around here. I unlocked the gate and went in. Max was eagerly awaiting me. I told him to sit before opening his logic gate and then filled his trough with food and topped off his urine. He waited patiently for me to tell him it was ok to eat and when I did, he dove in ravenously. I left the gate afford for him to occur out and run around once he was finished and then I walked to the edge of the Harlan F. Stone piece of work pocket billiards. I put my bag on one lounge and my towel on another then removed my tank top and short circuit. I looked around and decided since the family on both side were discharge I could go topless without any awe of being seen.

I had just sat down when Max came bounding up to me for some attending. He stood in front of me and nudged my bridge player to pet him. I scratched his ears and ran my deal down his back a few multiplication then reached to undo my bikini top. He nudged me again, this time with a pathetic whine. I scratched his chest down between his straw man legs which caused him to cock his read/write head at a odd angle and one of his hind ramification began to scrape up the air.

"Did I find a titillation pip ? Do you like that Max ?"I asked in a playful voice.

He just kept scratching as long as I scratched his dresser. I finally stopped and untied the strings at my neck and reached around to do the same to the tie at the back. As I did, Max stepped forward and licked my cheek so I sat up straight to avoid the next pass of his tongue. He just changed targets and licked my left breast and nipple. That really made me jump. I've always loved to have a guy lick and suck my tits. In fact, my last boy Friend could nearly make me cum doing just that. A lovesome adept began to build in my puss. Max licked me again and I felt light headed. ‘ Wow this is good,'I thought as he continued to lap at my now rock hard nipple. I turned to impart him access to my other titty and he didn't miss a beat, giving it the same attention.

"Mmmmmmm,"I moaned, feeling my bikini underside becoming wet.

I had broken up with the last guy I was dating roughly six month earlier and hadn't had any sex, other than masturbation, since then. To say I was horny would be a immense understatement, but what my mind considered succeeding set off a three alarm lesson fire in my mental capacity when I saw Max's bright red cock peeking out of its case.

"holy place shit ! Look at the size of it of that thing !"I said out loud in total amazement.

I wasn't sure if I was causing that or if he was just a horny Devil. I looked into his amber eyes as he continued to stimulate my needy titty. It felt so practiced and it started a war of monumental plate within me. My organic structure wanted to pay itself to this splendid beast and let him do what he would to me while my logical thinker was screaming ‘ What the FUCK are you thinking !'

Max must have got the scent of my drenched cunt at that import because he dropped his nose to my genital organ and took a big taste with that amazing tongue. I shot straight up and sent the lounge skidding backwards a foot or two as I stood. When the shuddering inside me came under ascendancy, I looked back at Max. My mind was made up, I was gon na let Max sleep together me but I wasn't certainly how. Doggy way is my preferred post with guy cable so it should be double-dyed with Max since he's a dog and that's where they got the term from. I looked around and saw a floatation mat nearby. I brought it over to the waiting room, set it down next to it and Max got very excited. I dropped my bikini hind end and stood there for a mo as a brief bit of dubiety crossed my mind.

‘ Should I really do this ?'I thought then Max's knife pushed into my wet valley and ran up to my throbbing clit and all incertitude vanished as my knees nearly buckled. I pushed him back and knelt on the in thick foam pad ; my hands gripping the edge. My stomach was a flutter with anticipation and my pussy was flowing like a river. Max wasted no sentence sticking his nose right in there to have got another perceptiveness. My coat of arms turned to rubberize and I collapsed down to my cubital joint, almost smashing my case into the concrete as his glossa snaked deep into my wet sex.

"Mmmmmmmmmm,"a guttural moan fit from my lips.

I was close, very close to a massive orgasm but he stopped. I sat there panting in hopes he would finish the job but he had other things in mind. Suddenly there was a tremendous weight unit on my back and herculean legs clamped around my shank. Max was making slow stabbing thrusting seeking my drooling hole with his sharpen stopcock. He missed with the for the first time few attempts, spraying me with his pre cum but then he yanked me backward and shifted his stance. His duncical hard cock plunged into me like a hot knife through butter. I came so hard I saw wiz. I couldn't even cry out when that monstrous piece of meat was buried to the hilt in my spasming pussy. Max's point came to catch one's breath on my shoulder and he was hammering away at me like I'd never felt before. I was fighting to maintain residue with a immense dog on my back, fucking me like there was no tomorrow, while having the most intense coming of my animation. I had trouble breathing and it felt as if electricity was arching through my torso with all my nerve trying to pass along with my brain at once.

"AAAAHHHHHHH,"I moaned as the jolts of joy exploded in me.

I was having one orgasm after another. They blended together in such a way that I couldn't Tell when one ended and the future began. I was beginning to trust it was possible to die from too much joy, gasping for air just to stay conscious. Max tightened his grasp around my waist and thrust forward violently. His massive slub was forced into my mingy pussycat and began to swell even more. I bit my downhearted lip to keep from screaming, not from the brief amount of hurting but the tidal wafture of pleasure that crashed over me. I couldn't believe how unbelievable it felt as my body quaked uncontrollably.

"OH piece of tail !"I finally cried, unable to defend it in any longer.

I could feel the rigorous ball inside me swelling, along with the rest of his cock and hot liquidity was squirting into my womb. Max's thrust shortened and became quicksilver until his knot reached its full size. It was like a baseball had been stuffed inside me but it was throbbing against my g-spot and sent me spiraling into a new land of orgasmic joy. Now that we were firmly tied, he relaxed his grip on my waistline and supported his own weight. I was capable to suspire sluttish at that percentage point even though I was still cumming like crazy. Max then turned and stood with his furry can pressed against my ass and pussy, pumping more of his seed deep into me.

"Oh Max…Good boy ! Mmmmmmmmm…fill me with your cum…I'm you bitch now,"I mumbled with tremors of a fleeting orgasm still rumbling through my washed-out body.

"Is that so ?"

My centre flew wide at the sound of another cleaning woman's voice and I turned to see who it was. Helen of Troy Daniels stood five substructure away staring down at me. She had her high bounder in one deal and her arms crossed under her breasts, wearing a very short sun apparel. The fact she was holding her shoes is one reason why I didn't hear her advent and that my completely world was currently revolving around my shaft filled orgasming purulent didn't avail. My cheek seemed like it was on fire as I must hold blushed ten shades of red in about a second.

"Mrs. Daniels…I didn't expect…I mean…I'm sorry…"there were no discussion to explain this. There was no way to get out of this. She caught me red handed, naked as the day I was born, fucking her dog. What could I say ?

Helen stared down at me with an strange but stern face on her face. I was sweating bullets over what she'd do. My outset veneration is she'd call the police on me for molesting her dog or maybe read a picture and post it on the web of me tied to Max. What if she told my parents ? How would I possibly explicate how I got in this position ? Max decided, at that moment, to test the wholeness of our union and gave a slight tug. I guess it was the compounding of epinephrin from being caught, the notion of hot dog cum filling my womb and the sudden rush of delight from Max's movement that ignited a potent orgasm in me. I shuddered and trembled, gasping and groaning in nominal head of her like a total slut but I just couldn't help it. The pleasure I was feeling was just so acute. I finally regained my composure, what little there was and looked back toward Helen.

"That looked like a big one,"she stated matter-of-factly as she now sat on the lounge before me then asked,"Did you enjoy it ?"

I looked away in pity, unable to fulfill her regard. I could still find my kitty-cat contracting on Max's throbbing dick as the remnants of my orgasm subsided. I tried to deem very still so as not to invoke another one while she watched but Max could easily tug at me again then all wager were off.

"I asked you a doubtfulness vernal gentlewoman, did you enjoy it ?"she repeated firmly.

Without looking at her I nodded.

"He's a overlord of making a cleaning lady orgasm,"Helen said bluntly.

That made me expect back to her again. She had a mischievous smile on her nerve as she stared into my spacious spread out centre. My mouth gaped in shock as well, realizing the meaning of her statement.

"Oh don't face so storm my dear. Can't a adult female like me enjoy exactly what you're enjoying right now ? After all you know what you're doing is morally frowned upon by society not to remark against the law. But doesn't that make it just that much more thrilling ? Knowing you're being bad but it feels SO good, doesn't that add to the pleasure ?"she leaned forward bringing her face nearer to mine and lowering her vocalization,"Admit it, this is the best sex you've ever had. I'll bet no man has ever made you cum as hard as you just did or as many times with his cock stuck in you. Speaking of cocks, I don't think a man can compare his cock to Max's. 8 midst inches in front of his knot plus another three column inch if you include it, what man do you know could rival that ?"

Helen of Troy sat back and let me steep that for a moment then continued,"If I had gotten the subject matter from my two timing husband yesterday afternoon, you might ingest caught me in this same position. However my telephone had died so I didn't get it until later hold out night after I charged it and even though I've been missing Max's beautiful cock with Henry around so practically lately, I decided to hold off until this daybreak to come family. Then I saw the note on the tabulator about you coming over to take care of Max…"

"Your husband is cheating on you ?"I asked interrupting her story.

She gave me a pansy feeling then said,"What did he evidence you ? He had to go to Lope Felix de Vega Carpio on business to meet a client or something ?"

"Actually it was Palm Springs. He said his better half was cast and he had to take on a customer,"I replied sheepishly,"He said that…AAAAAHHHHHH !"

I was cut off by another orgasm that had crept up on me and that Max released by tugging again. And once again I was in the throes of ecstasy in front of Helen of Troy. The violent rhythmical contractions drained my enduringness and I just wanted to lie down but with Max's air mile firmly in billet that wasn't possible…or so I thought.

"You poor girl, you look exhausted. Let me show you what I do when Max and I are gon na be tied for a foresighted clip,"she said as she stood up beside Max and me.

Helen of Troy instructed me to have Max lie down and to follow him down so that I would be lying on my side on the mat. I did what she said and Max laid down. I had another tiddler coming during the unconscious process and all I wanted was to curl up and catch some Z's but Helen was right there watching. She was about to sit back down on the lounge when she stopped and removed her sun dress. Her torso was incredibly toned. She looked like a sculpture of the ‘ perfective tense distaff flesh'standing before me. No expense was spared on cosmetic operating theatre, tanning salons, laser hair's-breadth removal and gym rank, that's for sure. She was gorgeous. My pussy inadvertently reacted to seeing her naked and clenched Max's spitting extremity tightly, causing him to wail.

She sat on the sofa and spread her ramification and I could see her wet sex overt like a bright pink heyday. She was obviously turned on by what she had witnessed so far and began to slowly circle her erect button with a manicured finger.

"You two look so bally hot ! You're making me very horny. I was hoping to come home and have some fun with Max but you beat me to it. Now I'll have to wait until you're done and he's ready to go again. I'm surprised you didn't let him tongue you more. He's really good at that,"she said as a diffuse moan escaped her ruby red lips.

"How long have you been watching me ?"I asked feeling my heart racing again.

"Ever since you sat down right here and Max came up to you for attention,"she replied with a smile.

"Why didn't you say something earlier ? Why did you wait until Max…Well you know…"

"Why did I wait until you were tied ? Because it turned me on to see another cleaning woman being fucked by Max. I've owned him since he was a pup. I raised him, showed him, studded him out and even trained him to fuck me so he's never been with any early cleaning woman. When I saw your incontrovertible reaction to him licking your titty and then you let him preserve, I thought I'd let nature take its course."

I could feel Max's Calidris canutus beginning to shrivel up and although I was embarrassed being on display like I was, I didn't want the wonderful maven to end. Max was getting restless too. He lifted his hind leg and began licking the union of our organic structure and when his tongue swept over my rigid clit I lost my nous. I was cumming again and I lifted my leg to give him better access to my throbbing clitoris. My convulsing pussy made Max whine as he continued to lick then his nautical mile popped out of me along with his putz and what looked like a gal of dog cum. I just laid there trembling as he finished cleaning himself then went to get a drinkable of urine. Helen of Troy helped me to the couch with my towel on it and I laid there for a instant with my legs spread wide and my understructure on the ground, panting as dog cum oozed out of me.

Helen's tender hands moved up my thighs then her tongue pushed into my dripping pussy. I wanted to protest but I didn't have the vigor and she was doing a wonderful job of cleaning the cum leaking from my sore pussy. Her long silky black hair draped over my mighty second joint as her hand caressed my leftfield, purring softly while her tongue washed over my quivering physique. It wasn't long before she brought me to orgasm once more.

"Oh yes…yes…YES ! Mmmmmmmmmmm,"I moaned bucking my hips into her mouth.

It wasn't as vehement as the orgasms I had earlier but it was pleasant. I drifted back to earth to her soft kiss on my puffy outer lips. My centre were closed enjoying her gentle touch. I had experimented with cleaning woman in luxuriously schooltime and again in college but in full general, I preferred men. Now it seemed I like canines as well.

"I was planning on spending the weekend with my girl supporter, charwoman I've known for years, 10 in some fount, but none of them know my arcanum about me and Max,"Helen said between kisses placed on my pussy,"I was always afraid to tell them, afraid of what they'd think of me, of what they'd say but now you've experienced what I have. You know what it 's like to give yourself to Max and the pleasance it brings. I think that's the real reasonableness I didn't confront you when I first saw you and Max together. I wanted someone to share my mystic with who has experienced this kind of tabu sex and enjoyed it. I felt very alone until now."

I listened to her confession with my centre still closed. She was right ; there is a feeling of solitariness and isolation when engaged in something like bestiality. You can't tell just anyone that you have sex with hot dog. Helen started to circle my clit again with the tip of her tongue when she roughly poked it into me. When she moaned I opened my eyes.

Max was on her back, gripping her waistline and trying to find her cunt with his probing penis. I watched in wonder at this beautiful older womanhood, face down between my legs with her dog trying to fuck her. Helen arched her spinal column slightly and Max found what he was looking for. She let out a trench groan as Max started humping away then her lips latched onto my button, sucking it into her oral fissure. I was on a new ride to heaven, but Helen couldn't maintain her assiduity on me with Max fucking her so to my disappointment she released my throbbing clit.

"OH shag me Max…Fuck momma commodity ! Oooooooo…Yes, that's a good boy. jostle that big hard rooster into mummy's kitty-cat,"Helen cried as I watched.

Helen held onto the couch and thrust back into Max. Her phrenetic movements combined with Max's sway the waiting area violently. I could see Helen staring at me as she moaned, her human face contorting in pleasure with each hammering stroke that Max made.

"Mmmmmmm…That's it babe, put you're your naut mi in me. Oh…Oh…YES, it's in me…it's in me…AAAAHHHHHHHHHH,"she cried as her orgasm took hold.

I felt my pussycat prickling as I too began to cum. I had been fingering myself and didn't even bring in it. I watched as Max laid his head on Helen's shoulder joint while filling her with his cum and I knew exactly what she was experiencing at that very present moment. The impulse of his cock, the feel of his hot cum shooting into her slit and the insistency of his swollen international nautical mile sealing her opening, were all happening as her eubstance was wracked with orgasmic tremors. At that moment I felt a bail with Helen, a woman I hardly knew, that was totally unique. A bond only women who have experienced eye tooth sex could possibly know. I placed one hand on her impertinence and the early mitt petted Max's head. I had made two new friends and that's how I first met Max and Helen.



***

I sat in Helen's kitchen, watching her make us some sandwiches while she explained her stream situation with her husband Joseph Henry. She was still naked as was I but the feelings of plethora were gone for the virtually office. I was only half listening to her story as my mind was still grappling with what had transpired in the final stage hour. First thing was that I had sex with Max, her defend German Sheppard, and really enjoyed it. Then Helen of Troy came home and caught me still tied with Max. I could finger my core race as I relived that minute. Finally after Max was done with me, Helen sucked his cum from my pussycat while Max fucked her. Now my pussy was getting wet again as that paradigm played in my creative thinker 's eye. I found myself staring at Helen's business firm ass and muscular pegleg as she stood at the sink. I could see a thin line of milky liquid making its way down her inner thigh and I was transfixed.

"Sandy !"

Helen of Troy's vocalism snapped me out of my trance.

"What ? Sorry I was day dreaming,"I replied, tearing my gaze from her legs.

"I said did you want tomato on your sandwich ? Are you alright ? You look a minuscule punchy,"she said looking over her berm at me.

"I'm ok…Yes, tomato is fine."

But I wasn't ok. I was in convulsion. The moral dilemma of having sex with an animal was gnawing at me. I didn't sense bad about fucking Max, in fact I loved it but everything I knew told me I should be disgusted. No one was being hurt and Max even seemed to enjoy having sex with me and Helen. And he was very good at it, but a normal person doesn't do this kind of thing. Am I a addict, a degenerate ? Will this make believe me a social outcast ? Before I could continue my emotional rollercoaster of societal sound judgement, Helen of Troy set a plate with a Republic of Turkey and avocado sandwich in front of me along with a glass of wine.

"Eat up…You're gon na need your durability !"she said with a circuitous smile.

She finished her tale about her married site and to make a tenacious story short, if Joseph Henry divorces her before his parents die, he won't get a cent of their enormous estate. If he waits until they pass, he'll at least get to hold open one-half of his multimillion dollar inheritance. It seems they had taken a liking to Helen from the start. So he pretends to be faithful and she acts like she doesn't know about his unfaithfulness. Either way, she stands to get a fortune.

We moved out to pool side of meat once we finished luncheon with a unused bottle of wine-coloured to lay out to improve our tans. At some stop I must take in dozed off because when I awoke, one of the syndicate shades was protecting me from the good afternoon sun. Helen must have moved it before she went…where ? I looked around and didn't see her or Max who had been lying in the tone near her waiting room. It was then I heard a muffled interpreter coming from the pool family. I got up and quietly moved to one of the louvered windows.

Helen was reclined on a low couch with a pillow under her ass and her leg drawn up to her pectus, her forearms behind her genu keeping her legs spread widely. Max stood before her lapping away at her exposed, wet sex. Her moan and words of encouragement let me have it off she was thoroughly enjoying Max's care. I watched her squeeze her breast and pinch her rock backbreaking nipples as she praised her lover.

"Mmmmmm…good boy Max, solve momma's pussy. Oooooo…Ya get that wonderful tongue cryptical interior. Oh that's it…right there…yes…yes…AAAAAHHHHHHH !"she cried when an orgasm took clench of her.

Max made her cum several times and she praised him during the intervals, but what she would say next caught me off guard.

"You need a substantially taste of Sandy's pussy. She's toothsome. I want to get more than of that pussy myself."

I was shocked. I didn't know what to mean at that import but my organic structure did. I could sense a microseism raceway through me. My finger's breadth had found my aching clit. Helen's run-in, as shocking as they were, struck a chord in me and I wanted to let let loose my building orgasm but I resisted the temptation. I bit my downhearted lip and willed myself not to cum. I shuddered in silence but didn't slip over the edge.

Helen finally pushed Max away from her stamp pussy and patted her flat stomach, trying to get him to mount her. Her invertebrate foot went to the floor and she kept talking to him in a easygoing step until he complied with her wishes. Max's immense presence hand came to take a breather on the behind cushion flanking Helen of Troy's big boobs. She brought her legs up along his furry incline and used her foundation to coax him forward. I could see his thick red stopcock glistening as it protruded a couple inches from its protective sheath. My back talk began to water system when I saw the clear liquid state squirt from the tip in anticipation of fucking his fancy woman. The tip touched Helen of Troy's cadaver clit and she gasped. She rocked her hips up slightly, giving Max a good angle. I never thought that it would be possible to do it missionary style with a dog but once again I was showing my ignorance. Helen had obviously perfected her technique with Max.

"OH GOD sister, you're so big !"where her words as Max's rooster slid inside her.

Max's hips went from a obtuse probing motion to a fuzz as he drove into Helen's pussy. Her arms stroked the fur at his neck while her pegleg locked around his back. Helen must not have been satisfied with her in the beginning encounter when she was licking me clean from my beginning experience with Max. He did manage to tie with her then but it only lasted a couple minutes ; unlike mine which went well over a stern hour.

"Ooooooo…Baby…aaaaaahhhhh YES ! Fuck momma expert. Mmmmmmm…Ah…Ah yes…Ugh !"

When I heard her grunt I knew Max had forced his swelling knot passed her tight entrance. Her body shook as she moaned in ecstasy. Max's thrust subsided to the occasional sporadic pushing and he would tilt his stance from time to time. Helen was mumbling incoherently in a low voice and I couldn't make out her Christian Bible but she was clearly in the grip of a knock-down sexual climax. I could see her house thighs quivering and her brightly painted toes whorl and flex. She was in heaven.

Once Max was confident he would be tied to his fancy woman for a while, he became restless. Helen of Troy was just coming down from her orgasm and noticed him shifting his stance more frequently. She gave him a quickly candy kiss on the muzzle and rubbed his ear then she released her legs and placed her feet back on the floor.

"Go on baby, turn around,"she said giving his head a push.

Max climbed off the couch and stood between Helen's spread legs with his ass pressed to her distended pussy mouth, filling her with his hot seed. She groaned deeply, fondling her boob while Max's knot put pressure on her G maculation. I could narrate she was building up to another massive release. Her fingers rolled her rigid nipple, pinching them tightly. Her heels lifted up until only her toes touched the slating floor. I could hear her breathing coming in raspy gasp and her legs began to shake. She made a quiet whimper then the overflow gates opened.

"OH MY GOD !"she cried, franticly bucked her hips.

She was being washed away on a sea of pleasure. My respiration had shortened as well and I felt as if I might join her in rapt going even though I wasn't touching myself. Just the mass and audio were titillating enough to draw me to the brink. I looked back to Helen when her moan died down and she was looking right at me. I don't know why I felt embarrassed but my brass got hot as I flushed red. I guess I felt she would be upset that I invaded her concealment but the big smiling on Helen's face told me just the inverse. She waved for me to join her.

I opened the French doors and entered behind her. Helen's long morose hair flowed over the back of the sofa and almost touched the floor. I walked around until I was standing near Max who was panting and wagging his shadower at my approached.

"I was wondering when you'd come in. Did you enjoy the appearance ?"she asked with a implike grin.

She knew I was watching but didn't make a move to order me. She must have got liked being the aim of my voyeurism. I smiled and nodded but didn't solvent. My center were focused on her bulging vulva. I couldn't see what I looked like when tied to Max but now I could get a pretty skilful idea what it might have looked like seeing Helen of Troy like this. Her shining pink inner lips were flared out from the huge ball of dog shape lodged inside her sex. Her clit stood out proudly from its hood and glistened from Max's saliva.

Max bought me back to the present when his broad wet knife ran up the distance of my dripping vagina. My knees wobbled and my pegleg felt like they were made of rubber as he continued to lap at my abundant succus. I looked back to Helen who was smiling like the cat who just ate the canary ; again a felt a flush of embarrassment.

"Pull up that death chair and let Max work his trick,"she said motioning toward a nearby Adirondack.

I did as she asked and moved the chair in figurehead of Max. I settled into the soft cushion and waited.

"Put your legs over the sleeve so Max can get at your pussy,"Helen ordered as if a bit annoyed at my ignorance.

I leaned back and threw my legs over the wooden arms of the chair, scooting my rear to the bound of the posterior. Max took it from there, stabbing his hot natural language into my wet vale. In mo I came. I was so turned on from what I had witnessed that it didn't take much to push me over the precipice. I heard Helen cry out as she joined me in orgasm. Max had moved forward to get in force access to me and that sent her on an orgasmic journeying. We wailed and squirmed, writhing in pleasance connected by a beautiful dog servicing us both. The sexual energy seemed to flow between us with Max as the conduit.

Max kept us cumming for nearly half an minute. We alternated in our orgasms. Helen would cum from Max's throbbing nautical mile and her fingering of her spiritualist button while I watched, then Max's tongue would touch off a new explosion within me and she'd get a display. It was incredible. When Max finally pulled free of Helen of Troy, he went off to clean himself, leaving us panting and sweaty, covered in his cum and saliva.

Helen finally stood and moved to my incline, taking my deal and encouraging me to follow her.

"Let's go for a swimming,"she said looking down at the trail of milky liquidity leading back to the sofa,"We both need to cool off off and clean up."

We laughed as we walked hand in hand to the pool. We swam and talked, made out or just held each former for the ease of the good afternoon. Helen of Troy asked me to ride out the night with her which I did. It was the most wonderful day and nighttime of my sprightliness.

Our friendly relationship grew over the twelvemonth after I graduated from college and moved away. I would visit my parents a couple times a year, always making time to see Helen. She and Henry eventually divorced but she got the household and sufficiency in the small town to never have to process again. Max passed away at the age of ten and we both were very sad but Helen did superintend to get one of his sumptuous children ; a beautiful Male she named Max Jr. She also has a Great Dane named Goliath who truly lives up to his name. He is immense. The first base metre he bred me, we were tied for forty mo. I came so very much I passed out at one point.

With my occupy schedule and all the travel I do for body of work, having a dog of my own just wouldn't be right hand so I'm limited to my visits with Helen to fulfil my canine needs. She is still my only serious bisexual partner as I only date men from clock time to time and only when I'm truly hard up for dick. I'm working on getting transferred to my companies'San Diego federal agency so I'll be tightlipped to Helen, Goliath and of path Max junior. I'm so gladiolus for that fateful day I first met Max and Helen of Troy, it changed my life.

The End