My turn, next time!

It was morning.
I fed the dog and decided he could do with a walk, before it rained... I needed to get out of the house too.
I put on my long, heavy oilskin coat, collected his lead and the plastic bags before setting off, to the trail beside the river.

I was tired and frustrated... a bad combination.
I hadn't been able to stop thinking about it, when I was awake. Now I was dreaming of it when I slept, as well.
I had been good!... avoided it, for such a long time!.
I hadn't done it again.

Not yet...

We walked upstream, today... nodding to the other dog owners and moving aside for the mountain bikers... exploring... away from the path commonly walked by people.
I didn't plan it that way... it just happened.
Here we were... on the flood plain, with multiple ways to go.
Not as many people came out this way... it was a dead end, most prefered to walk the loop track, including me.
Now I was thinking about scratching that itch... Ampilfying my memories...
I knew that I shouldn't do it... Whetting my dark appetite, for the risqué...
Knowing it was wrong... Looking for a suitable place...
Giving in to that dirty little whisper... My dirty little body wanting it.

Remembering...
All the fun times, we'd had together.
I'd got him when he was a puppy.
He grew too big for the old house.
I couldn't bring myself to give him away!

Remembering...
We'd moved out here, the three of us...
Then I was alone... not counting the dog and the booze.
I'd consoled myself, thinking that at least the mutt still loved me!
He did love me!... I used his affection to help myself heal.
He needed me!... I used his need's to give me purpose.
I wanted him to be happy!

Remembering...
I'd gone to far... while drunk, frustrated... and angry.
the dog had taken care of ALL my need's...

Remembering...
His furry warmth, rising up my bum, onto my back.
His body lying along my spine, conforming to my shape, like we were made for each other.
Accepting him into me... my mind accepting, wanting, this new experience, my body aching for something, for it... desperately needing something to fill the void inside me... in my heart... and in my body.
He... had done something to me that I hadn't really expected.

Rmembering...
It had been good.
Satisfying.
I'd shuddered and groaned as he'd stretched me wide, filled me up, my eye's widening as the knot locked him into me... and as he'd fucked me, stuck in me for long minutes.
The big, coarse dog-cock flexing bigger and bigger, making me wetter and wetter, slowly flushing away the bitterness that I'd held inside me, making me feel good... replacing the hurt with pleasure. Intense and wonderful... so good!
It was good, that first time!
And, because I was too weak to say no...
the second time as well.

I knew...
It would always be good.
For both me...
and the dog.
I smiled, the matter settled, at peace with my decision.
Acknowledging the trickle of anticipation inside me, now.

The dog, ranging to the left and right stopped on a small hummock... I looked at him, his body side on to me, face looking back at me... waiting for me to catch up. Tall, golden, muscled... the morning light illuminating his sheathe, highlighting it against the background of grasses. I admired the shape and form of it, wanting to touch it, feel it... in my hands, against my body, a warm fuzzy thing, containing what I wanted.

Open grass, scrubby bushes... as much as I wanted to get with the dog... it didn't feel right... not safe, not secure from prying eyes.!
Too many people!
I walked on, wanting to find a place to hide... saw something in the distance, saw it's potential, angled towards it, them... wanting to touch the dog... feel him.
The rain caught up with us... a sudden downpour, I pulled on the hood, bowed my head, listening to how intense it was.
Good!... it might make the other people leave.
I wanted to be alone, with the dog.
I wanted the dog, nothing was going to deflect my desire, now.
I looked around... I saw no one.
Wet for it!
Didn't see anyone...
aching for it!
Double checked... no one!
Good!
Do it!
GO!
I turned into the stand of trees, walked through to the other side... river bed, no beach to speak of, a steep bank on the other side of the river... the treed area wasn't large at all... an acre, maybe two. I didn't care! It was off to one side of the trail, tucked out of the way... it was big enough to hide in, big enough for me... and the dog.

I walked back into cover.
Stood still, looking around, making sure that no one was here, or had followed me.
Standing still, I shivered slightly, the air was cooler here and I was damp, from the rain...
Nobody in sight...
We were alone!
I was alone!
Alone... with the dog.
I crouched and leaned back against a tree... waiting, watching, out towards the trail, still.
Caution making me stay my hand...
Until my need overcome my caution...
There's no-one around!
No one will see!
No one will hear...
It's safe!
Do it!
Do it now!

The dog was wandering about, sniffing around... the big dumb mutt!...
I've got something for you, dog!
I smiled crookedly and spread my legs for him...
Thought about him filling me...
Looking at him...
Waiting for him to notice...
lookiing at him...
Wet fur, wet sheathe... big wet body, big wet cock...
The thought of it inside me... big!
Making me nice and warm!
Waiting... I'm waiting for you!
Come over here... warm me up a bit!
I want it.
I want you!

The raincoat was long, past thigh length, domed down the front... it was cold and wet, on the outside, but underneath it was getting hot and steamy, as I looked at the dog.
I drew it apart, so it rested on my thighs, parted in the middle.
I ran my fingers firmly down my jeans, touching myself, rubbing, wishing I was naked for him... wishing it was dog cock that was touching me... wanting it to be dog cock.
Big dog soon!
In me, at me!
Hard and fast and satisfying...
Big and fat and satisfying...
I closed my eye's picturing it...
Wanting it...
Big dog soon!
I popped the top dome undone... then the next. I wiped my hand to dry it off more and ran it sideways, under the coat, feeling my hand on my shirt, cupping my boob in the palm and wrapping my fingers firmly around it. Squeezed and manipulated the nipple.
Already hard from the cold, it puckered up more, nice and big, adding to the sensation inside me.
More!
I flicked as many buttons as I could reach, undone.
Crouched down, leaned over slightly and waited for the dog to notice my new position.
My breasts fell towards the front of the coat, not so big that they dragged me down, hefty enough to feel them drawing at me slightly.
Big dog soon!

He came over to me, circling me, sniffed me in a general sort of a way... curiosity giving way to knowing... knowing what I wanted from him, knowing what he could give to me...
I squeezed my tit's, dragged my finger nails over them, wishing he could rub them, pull them tightly against me... bringing claws and teeth in to play with them... maul and paw them, wanting him to suck on them, suck on me... needing it from him... but no!, not posible!
He sniffed them and I yearned for it, for him to do it to me.
He moved on from my boob's, focussed on my arse, like I was a bitch in heat, his nose pushing between my legs with loud inhalations... liking it, I spread them wider, wanting to give him better access.... but chuckling inside...
Stupid dog! I've still got my jeans on!
But not for much longer, I thought, looking around one more time... all alone!
Just him.. and me!
He tried to mount me and I felt the flash of excitement that I always got when he pressed against me.
Big dog soon!
I looked furtively around again... one more time!
No-one!

Finally convinced we were truly alone, I turned and grabbed his sheathe, wanked him, felt the thrill as I saw the tip of it show, followed by the almost instantaneous thickening, humping action of the dog, more protuded out, pre-come squirting steaming hot, out of him. I pulled it closer to my mouth, copped a squirt on my face and then I took him into my mouth, liking the warm feeling of his cock, the hotter liquid squirting into my mouth and down my throat as I swallowed. I savoured the salty taste of him.

In time with my swallowing, the dog fucked my mouth, deeper and deeper, thin dog cock penetrating, scraping my teeth, in a desperate frenzy... his knot was starting to form in my hand...
I took him out of my mouth and admired what I had created... yes! That's what I wanted!
That's what filled my thought's and dream's... I wanted it so badly.
Suddely unwilling to deny myself any longer, I undid my jeans and pushed them and my panties down towards my knees... fending the dog off as he pushed his cold wet nose in from the front, feeling his tongue and muzzle on my skin.

Sniffing, searching, pushing, licking, tasting, wanting... he was as ready as I was!
My eyes sought out his maleness...
Look at that sheathe bulging!
Big dog cock!
Just for me!
Come and get me, dog!
Come and get your reward.
Come and fuck me!
Big dog soon!
Fuck me!
Fill me!
Do it!
Do me!
I went onto all four's for him, looking sideways as he stalked behind me... to my bum, intent on having me, the pink tip of his cock showing again, his nose caressing me, I stiffened in anticipation, smiled, sighed, wanting him... it.
Oh... big bad dog!... Yes!
Do it to me!
Not submissive... but permissive.

I registered his chest sliding onto my back, his legs gripping me, the squirt of hot liquid hitting my arse, hot rivulets running down my body, down my legs. The sound of it falling onto the leaves, heavier than the rain, the bigger drop's loud in my ear's. The sound of him panting his lust onto the back of my rain coat, his breath fleetingly warming my face as I looked happily back him, he licked my neck, all tongue and teeth, I offered my throat to him and sighed as he accepted it.

Then the touch of his stiff cock, sliding across my bum, between my cheeks... the small sharp tip of it... probing, sliding, stabbing, upwards, downwards... prodding into my flesh, small stabs of pain that heightened my awareness of what was about to happen, what I wanted to happen!
Yes!
Yes!
Do it to me!
I lowered myself down, seeking to help him and the tip of his cock slipped against my bumhole.... then inwards slightly... I stiffened, leaned forward... that hadn't been what I had been thinking about!
I'd never done it that way before... I wasn't sure that I wanted to either...
The dog didn't care!
He gave me some more, my eyes widened in shock as he started tapping it in deeper, tried to ride out the feeling, the sudden stretching invasive pain... so hard! so fast! Burning, stretching!
To much for me, too quick for me!
I stood, and he slipped back out, long and hard and still trying to hump me. Instantly the pain lessened... I evaluated what I had felt... then and now...
It was still dog sex...
I bit my lip and went down for another session.... then again and again... each time becoming more and more used to it, staying down, longer and longer.
He went deeper and deeper until his knot was there, wanting it to go in too...
What if someone came?
No!
Better if I didn't.
I took hold of him, feeling the knot and cock being bumped. Held him to me, let him finish inside me, listening to his long drawn out groan of satisfaction as he came inside me. Looking as he withdrew, no need to imagine what he had looked like!
There he was, huge, pink and crimson, flexing still... his tongue licking it... I had had that thing inside me! My arse felt full of him still... I squated and emptied his spoof out, the dog came back over and cleaned me up too, then I stood, pulled up my undies and jeans... my bum feeling well lubricated... squishy!
I had a hot arse!
Well used!
I felt used...
But I felt good!

I thought about what the dog had done and how it had felt while he did it and now... afterwards.
Taken, opened, penetrated, stretched, reamed, pummelled, smashed, fucked, filled...
Adjective after adjective, describing the act... describing how he had felt...
I'd let him dominate me... and he'd done it his way.
I hugged the dog suddenly... pleased that he had had a good time, liked it, liked me.
Pleased that we could make use of each other, that it wasn't all just me taking something from him... he was benefitting from this too.
I liked that thought...
Liked it a lot.
"My turn, next time!", I told the dog.
He smiled...
I think he understood.