The letter

The ‘book’ that’s in his head is as cluttered, haphazard and jumbled as the desk at which he sat. Writing tools and paraphernalia lie strewn across in such a fashion that to the casual observer it was simply a mess that needed order. To Denny it was controlled confusion and just as the desk was going to come together, so was the book, in his head. ‘Writers, write’, a coach had once said, so once again he was prepared to sit and write, whether or not it made any sense.
He grabbed a fresh sheet of paper and began to allow his fingers to follow the dictation his brain began to spew;
“My dear woman,” the letters and words began to appear as if from nowhere, like magic, “I sit here thinking of you and of what I want to say, no, need to say, whether in person or by phone, it matters not, I just need to hear your voice and to tell you how and what I’m feeling.”
His attention was briefly drawn away by ‘Rex’ his large yellow Lab, laying on the floor next to his chair, a slurping noise emanating from his licking himself. Denny watched as the dogs wet, pink cock emerged from its furry sheath and ‘Rex’ enthusiastically slobbered all over it, almost actually sucking on it. Denny reached between his legs and fondled his own hardening cock, thinking of his hot, nasty black bitch, of licking her sweet snatch, and of fucking his tongue into her ass, until she shuddered with her cum. His now hard white cock throbbed and pulsed, the purple head grew and bulged, and as he began to slowly pump his fist, needing to release, the doorbell rang. He normally would have ignored it and continued on with his self-abuse, but ‘Rex’ jumped at the insistent ringing. Pulling his robe around him and over his now aching cock, absently wondering if the bulge was hidden, he stood and made his way around the dog, and headed to the front door, ‘Rex’ excitedly at his side.
Denny opened the door to find a young black girl, in a short, bright green, pleated skirt, with top to match. She was wearing knee high green socks in brown brogans. He immediately recognized the uniform of the local girls club and noted the name tag, ‘Cierra’ it read. He also recognized her from across the street and knew she lived alone with her mother. Looking a bit peeved at the interruption, but before he could speak she intoned, “Hi Mr. Denny, I would like to know if you would be interested in buying some cookies, I’m trying to raise money for our troop to take a trip, and mom said I should try you. She also sent over some Jambalaya she just made, she said as you are alone that you probably don’t get a good meal too often.” The fifteen year olds’ words ran together and sounded like one long drawn out sentence, a bit of nervousness bled through.
Before Denny could form an answer, Cierra looked down to ‘Rex’ and squealed in delight, dropping to her knees to give the big dog a hug, “Rex”, she exclaimed, “you’re looking good, how would you like some cookies?” Cierra looked up at Denny with a toothy smile, stroking the dogs head and getting wet kisses. ‘Rex’ was so excited at the company he lunged forward and pushed Cierra back and down and stood over her outstretched form still licking her face.
Denny couldn’t help but see between her legs as she lay splayed in his doorstep, and her skirt rode up her hips. He noted her white, lacy panties, his cock, which had begun to shrink, began to surge once again at the sight of her panties stretched across her plump pussy lips.
Barely able to keep his eyes off her nether regions, he reached for ‘Rexes’ collar to pull him back with a stern ‘NO’. Cierra defensively reached to push him away and a hand landed on the dog’s big pink cock that was still exposed. As Rex felt the hand on him, he began to hump into it.
A real struggle began as Denny tried to keep his robe closed with one hand and pull Rex back from the girl. Cierra was now engrossed in the dog humping his cock into her hand and caught sight of Denny’s cock through the open robe. Still squealing, she managed to roll over to her hands and knees which only encouraged Rex and he began to hump his cock into her panty covered ass. Denny was finally able to pull Rex away and noticed Cierra’s uniform was now soiled and torn. He had trouble taking his eyes away from her sweet looking ass as she knelt on the floor on all fours, and was tempted to take Rex’s place and do the hot little bitch ‘doggie-style’.
Finally able to get Rex settled, he turned his attention to Cierra, and watched as she rose to her feet, straightening her skirt and looking at the mess on the floor that had been his jambalaya. Cierra bent to try and spoon it back into the casserole dish, showing her ass again. Denny was no longer able to contain himself and moved up behind her, his hard cock pushing into her ass. Much to his surprise, Cierra pushed her ass back against him and turned her head to look over her shoulder at him smiling and, “yes Mr. Denny, rub your meat on my ass”, as she wiggled her butt to get his cock into the crack. Denny placed his hands on either hip and pulled her to him as he ground his cock into her, feeling intense heat radiating back at him. The two dry humped like that for a bit more then Denny tensed, grabbed her sides harder and held her tight to him as he ejaculated onto the small of her back. Before he could even finish, Cierra spun around, on her knees, looking up into his face and began to lick cum from his wavering cock, before taking the length of it deep into her throat.
Denny and Rex stood at the door, his robe slightly open, exposing his now flaccid cock, Rex’s pink cock was also exposed as the two waved to Cierra, walking down the sidewalk to the street and finally to her side of the road and into her mother’s house.