A QUIET NIGHT IN

It started one night
The wife and myself where spending a quiet night in, Lynn went and had a shower, when she came down she was wearing a black mini skirt and a loose fitting blouse Lynn said that she would get us a drink whilst l went and got a shower, she also said that Tom a friend of ours had dropped off some blue DVDs and she would pick one whilst l was upstairs.

I quickly went for a shower knowing that if Lynn was going to watch a blue movie l was in for a good night, after my shower l put on some boxers a pair of jeans and polo shirt and went downstairs.

When l went into the room Lynn said that l had better take Rebel our Alsatian for a quick walk before we settled down, because l might not have the energy later when she had finished with me, so of course l took Rebel for a walk wondering what she had planned, when l got back Rebel went to his bed in the lounge and relaxed its a good life been a dog .

Lynn sat on the sofa and said that she had picked a DVD so if l would turn the lights down a bit we would start, she said that she had no idea what was on the DVD as none of them had labels on, she hit play and we sat back to watch what came on, the film started with a good looking young woman walking down the beach with a Alsatian dog, l said what the hell is this laughing Lynn said shut up and get us both another drink watch the film and lets see what happens, so been the good husband l got us another drink.

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A DOGS LIFE WITH TRISH

    My name is Pip I am a seven year old Alsatian/Collie dog. My owner is a 30 year old girl called Trish. She has beautiful long blonde hair and long shapely legs and a figure that by the way men look at her must be great as well, I have been with her since I was three months old, I love her very much and would never hurt her. We live in a rough neighbourhood and on a couple of occasions I have to get nasty with a couple of men to stop Trish getting hurt.

Most people treat dogs as dumb animals, but we understand everything you say, we are also very good at understanding peoples moods, and I can tell when Trish is feeling sick, upset or when she is happy.

My favourite time is when Trish gets my lead out and takes me for a walk. Trish takes me in the local park where she lets me off the lead to have a run. Tonight when this happened I smelt in the air that lovely smell of a bitch in heat. I followed my nose and sure enough there was a beautiful collie, I ran up to greet her, we met and I gave her a lick on the nose, she was responsive to this and licked me back.

I ran round her sniffing as I went, when I got near her tail that lovely smell was at its strongest, putting my nose to her pussy I smelt her arousal, it was a gorgeous aroma, and my cock twitched with desire. I reached out with my tongue and licked the collies cunt. She didn’t move so I carried on licking, pushing my long tongue all the way in so I could taste this lovely juice that was coming out of her hole. My cock had come out of my sheath about three inches due to my arousal.

Trish then appeared with another girl, Trish put me back on my lead and pulled me away, the other girl did the same with the collie.

When we got home Trish fed me, and after a drink l laid down and went to sleep.

I was awakened by noises coming out of the lounge, getting up I put my head round the corner of the door. Trish was laid on the sofa in just a small pair of lace knickers and a matching bra.

She had her hand down her knickers and was playing with her cunt, and I could see by the movements that she was fingering herself.

Trish undid her bra and pulled off her knickers lifting up her arse and sliding them down her lovely legs and onto the floor.

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   I liked to wash my feet on the weekends. Heating the water, pouring it into the pan, adding soap, sitting on the bottom step. One foot on a towel and the other in the pan…the warmth of the water ran up my calf and thigh. I had to smooth my hands along my thigh and calf and down into the water, washing my feet and between the toes. Something I looked forward to on the weekends, especially when Mum and the others went shopping. I could take all the time I wanted and dream a little.

On just such a morning, in my housecoat, no knickers of course, and I felt alone and free. Exhilarated. Goosebumps on my flesh as it was cool in the house, except for the water. And as alwaysBuster sat watching me, the water in the bowl and my hands along my legs. Waiting for his doggie treat–some left over scrap from lunch–which I always had handy. He was eager and curious as to what he would get. Little did he realize this day’s morsel…little did I.

I was just a little girl. Not that little. I had learned some of the joys of the body but always when alone in bed, in the morning or at night…Before my discoveries I was never anxious when it was time for bed. My attitude had changed. It was something I now enjoyed, those waking moments before sleep or after just awakening, and I could explore myself, in private, feeling my privates.

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