R Geis - A donkey named Peter
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"I went into the kitchen, naked, to get a can of cola, which was all we had in the fridge at the time, and stopped to pet Khan. His sleeping box is in a corner of the dining room."
"He followed me into the bedroom. I didn't hear him on the carpet. He was beside the bed before I realized anything."
"The point is – there was Marsha with one leg hanging down off the bed, using the vibrator cup on her clitoris, and she was lying there with her eyes closed, that soft smile on her lips I know so well, and her hips jumping and squirming…"
"I said, 'Look who followed me in here.' She looked and said, 'I need a good active male about now.' She put the vibrator aside and reached for the cola. She laughed and patted Khan's head. 'You want to fuck your mommy, darling?'"
"He loves Marsha. He started licking her leg. He smelled her vulva – I could see his nose twitching and flaring."
"She let her thighs fall open further. She petted him. She sipped from the cola and smiled at me and winked. We watched to see what he would do."
"Khan sniffled at her crotch, looked at her, looked at me, for a word of disapproval or approval, for some guidance."
"Marsha smiled and said, 'Good boy, Khan. Do your thing, boy.' And to me she said, 'Do you think…?'"
"Khan sniffed at her again, then, experimentally, licked her there, just once. He looked to her again, then at me."
"Marsha had a funny look. She said, 'Do we dare?'"
"I was curious… and I wondered how far she would go. I said, 'Go ahead. See what he'll do.'"
"She giggled, 'What if he bites?'"
"He's too well-trained. He wouldn't hurt you."
"She took a deep breath and turned off the vibrator. Its humming bothered Khan. The sound probably set up ultrasonics or something in his ears. She sat up and shifted a little more on the bed, so that he could reach her crotch more easily. She patted his head and scratched his ears. 'Do it again, Khan. Lick your mommy.' She gently pulled him closer."
"He rolled his eyes and looked at me. I sat on the floor beside him and patted his side. I ruffled his coat. 'Good boy. Do it.'"
"It was as if he understood me. We were both smiling and happy with him. He laid his chin on Marsha's thigh and looked up at her, so sorrowfully, but with that keen intelligence that you see in German shepherds."
"She kept petting him and then shifted her crotch closer and closer to his muzzle. 'Don't you want another taste, Khan?' She was saying it lightly; it was a joke, nothing serious."
"He licked her there again and was petted and crooned at. His tongue curled out and he licked her persistently for about ten seconds."
"I could see his tongue slide over her vulva and the tip even slithered inside, into the really wet surfaces of the labia, and probably over her clitoris."
"I saw her face when that happened, too. Her eyes opened wide and she gasped once. Her stomach tensed. She met my eyes for a second. She looked puzzled and ashamed and delighted all at once. Her left cheek twitched. Khan was still licking at her… in her… and her inner thighs started to jump, too. I remember the exact intonation of her voice. She said wonderingly, 'Oh, God, Harry!'"
"The way she said it made me almost feel the sensations she must have been feeling. I started to get another hard on. I petted Khan as he kept up his tonguing her crotch. 'Good boy,' I said."
"Then I noticed that he was getting an erection, too. His penis was beginning to slide out of its sheath."
"I told Marsha. She was delighted. 'Really?' She craned her head to see. 'This is fantastic. I've got a new lover.' And then she flushed. Id never seen her turn red like that. It spread all over her face and neck and chest, down into her breasts, in a speckled, mottled way."
"I asked, 'Do you want to try to get him to fuck you?'"
"Oh… what an idea…" She was flustered. "I don't know… do you think that's a good idea?"
"'We could try. It's something new. Lots of swingers are training their dogs for this."
"I guess so. Oh, Harry – his tongue is incredible!"
"She actually writhed. When she did that I knew she was in orgasm. She reached for my hand and gripped it. She was panting, eyes squeezed shut."
"Khan just kept on licking at her crotch. There must be something about her secretions or her smell or both that makes him eager to lick her like that. Maybe he's only responding to the smell of a female's lust, as if she were a bitch in heat."
"Marsha had three orgasms in a row. I could see her belly sucking in and out and her thighs trembling. Then she gasped, 'I can't stand any more. Too strong!'"
"I patted Khan and pulled him away. He whined and looked at me reproachfully."
"Marsha slipped off the bed to her knees beside him and hugged him. 'Oh, Khan; you are a good dog. You're going to lick your mommy a lot from now on. But your tongue is too much to take for very long.'"
"She told me later it was like padded silk which had a one-day growth of whiskers."
"I took him back to his bed and gave him a few pieces of dog candy as reward, then told him to 'stay.'"
"When I returned to the bedroom, Marsha was drinking her cola again. She laughed and flushed again and said, 'I feel depraved as hell.' She sort of evaded my eyes, too."
"But two nights later we called Khan into our bedroom again, and while he licked her off, she sucked me off. That was fantastic. I was lying beside her head and was fucking her mouth as she faced my hips, while Khan lapped away at her open thighs."
"When she was coming she put a hand on my rump and urged me to fuck her mouth deeper – all the way. She can take me that way because I'm not all that big, and she has the trick of not gagging somehow. I've seen her go down on guys with up to seven inches – big, fat seven inches – and she could do like that folk song says, 'Just open her throat and swallow a goat'"
"So I rammed all the way in till she was mouthing my balls every plunge. A couple seconds of feeling her throat and the root of her tongue tightening around my glans was enough. I went off like a geyser."
"Getting Khan to fuck her was a long process. He was willing, but we had to find the right position and everything. It took months. It was a game for all of us."
"Slowly, though, he got the idea. We had him doing it facing her, standing between her thighs. She was lying half on, half off the edge of the bed. Khan learned to keep his forepaws on each side of her chest and to stay within her arms."
"Khan doesn't have a big penis. He's eighty-four pounds and twenty-three inches high at the shoulder – not as huge an animal as a Great Dane, but I think smarter and more human, although you'll never get a Great Dane lover to admit that."
"A Great Dane is a helluva beast for a woman to take. We made contact with some other 'dog fanciers' in the swinging set, and one couple had a Dane they'd trained in the fucking arts. That woman wouldn't make it any more with her husband… or any other man. It was her Dane or nothing. That animal was superbly trained. I'll admit that – he could get up on her and steam that pipe of his into her till you'd think she would drop dead, or he'd get tired. But that monster could keep it up for ten minutes at a time. They put something on his penis to make it insensitive so he'd last longer… some kind of fluid."
"That dog drilled that woman like he was driving rivets… and she was quivering and moaning and jerking under him almost as soon as he started. When he finally got off her she was as limp as a rag. You should have seen the dreamy look in her eyes, though."
"Most dogs in these situations – you know, when they're trained for sex, too – most dogs are one – family dogs, in that they won't fuck or lick another woman or man."
"Khan is that way. He won't do anything to another woman. It must be that he's loyal to Marsha or is focused on her or only likes the taste of her particular secretions. He's a one-woman dog, for sure."
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