A Taste of Jazz

     You were laying spread out and lovely on the bed. It was a warm evening and the slight breeze from the open windows only made it slightly more than tolerable as long as the covers weren’t pulled up. Only minutes earlier, we made love; hot, steamy and so damn satisfing and were soon asleep in each other arms, holding onto each other, enjoying the glow of good sex as it sank into our souls as we drifted into the darkness of sleep.

I’d awakened moments earlier with the urge to pee. I sat at the foot of the bed upon my return and looked at you sleeping peacefully. My Great-Dane, Jazz, wandered into the room, tongue wet and drooling, panting slightly; a reaction to the weather. He stood eyeing me, wagging his tail, patiently awaiting my acknowledgement and greeting. I reached out and patted his head as he sat and revelled.

You stirred and rolled over in the bed, showing me your beautiful backside, the delicious curves of your back and ass beginning to make my mouth water for you again. Your movement stirred Jazz to stand and turn in your direction, ears perking up as he wondered at the noise. He approached the bed, sniffing the air surrounding your body and the sheets where our love making had stained them. His muzzle lifted the folds of the sheets as he started to lick and nuzzle the spots on the sheet next to you.

I could tell that he was more than just a little curious. His cock, just a small pink revelation seconds earlier, was now responding to his licking and nuzzling, growing out of its sheath and fast approaching usable proportions! The trail of cum and pussy juice led, of course, to you and I wondered, ‘would he touch you?, would I stop him?, and what would you do?’

I watched and strangely enough started to grow hard at the thought of Jazz putting his tongue on you, and.. well honestly, I just couldn’t think of more that he might do, or more that he should do! This little bit was already driving me crazy. Still, here he was with his nose a milimeter away from that lovely crack of your ass sniffing, finding the cum trail and without another thought, beginning the search with his tongue for the source of that smell.

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