I’d just gotten out of the bath one evening, and wrapped in a towel I was bending over picking up my clothes from the bathroom floor when I felt something cold and wet touching by bottom. The next instant I felt a tongue running up my privates and over my bottom. I whipped round quickly to see Blackie, our Labrador with what I can only describe as a smile on his face and his tail wagging twenty to the dozen.
” “I think I might have shouted at the dog because a few seconds later your Dad appeared at the door and asked what was wrong. I told him what had happened and all he could do was laugh. He said he wished that he had been there to see it.
” “When we were in bed your Dad asked me outright if I would let the dog lick me? I let him know in no uncertain terms that that was never going to happen. However when I went to sleep I dreamt about the dog licking me, and like most dreams it felt so real.
I woke up and my heart was hammering and I was highly aroused. I decided there and then that I’d confront your Dad in the morning and see if he meant what he said about wishing he had seen it.” Mum took another swallow of brandy and continued.
“Your Dad was overjoyed and asked if he could capture it all on camera. I agreed, but only if the photos didn’t show my face. We arranged for it to take place the following Wednesday afternoon as I only worked a half day and you and Mary would be in school.
” “When the day finally arrived I was paranoid that all the people I passed on my way back from work could tell what I was about to do. The feeling got so bad that by the time I got home I wanted to call it off. Your Dad had a cup of tea ready for me and we chatted for a while and I eventually calmed down.
” “Your Dad asked whether I still wanted to go through with it, and when I said yes he gave me a huge smile and went and got his camera.” Mum drained the rest of her brandy and asked for another. Looking me in the eyes she asked “Are you sure you want me to continue Pete?
You won’t be able to unhear what I tell you.” Reaching over to hold her hand, “I want to know; in fact I’m dying to know. Please, please, please carry on.
” I begged. Mum smiled then continued. “I removed my shoes, tights and underwear and got down on all fours with my bottom in the air and my head resting on my arms.
Your Dad lifted my skirt up over my bottom then went to the back door to let the dog in. I was physically trembling with anticipation.” “Blackie came bounding in, saw me on the floor and licked my face briefly then moved round me and sniffed at my privates.
I could hear your Dad take a picture then wind the film on ready for the next exposure. I then felt Blackie bury his cold wet nose between my buttocks as he began licking wildly at me. I moved my knees further apart to allow him better access and within seconds experienced my first ever orgasm.
” Mum blushed and looked at me again. “I can’t believe I’m telling you this.” She said as she took another drink.
“It must be dreadful for you to hear what I let a dog do to me.” “Mum” I said, tightly squeezing her hand. “I think you might have to go back to calling me ‘Peter the pervert’ because this is so exciting.
” Mum let go of my hand and continued. “I don’t know why, but I expected Blackie just to carry on licking me. What I didn’t expect, nor had I even thought about was what he did next.
” “He must have got bored with licking me, because the next thing I know he mounted me. I was so wet that he just slipped straight in, and ‘Je-sus’ was he big.” “I was shocked at first and tried to struggle out from under him but he had his front legs tightly wrapped around my waist and was going at me twenty to the dozen.
I could hear your Dad clicking away with his camera, the entire time laughing and saying ‘Atta boy Blackie’, and I eventually stopped struggling when I realized that I was actually enjoying it.” “You have to realize that I hadn’t had sex for over 2 years. When your Dad first became ill the medication they gave him stopped him getting an erection and he eventually lost his sex drive completely.
” “Imagine my surprise, and delight” she continued, “When he unbuttoned his trousers and offered his erect penis to my mouth. Although nowhere near the size of Blackie’s I happily accepted it, and in under a minute your Dad climaxed on my face.” “Blackie was still humping me from behind and I was starting to feel a little sore and I asked your Dad to get him off me.
Blackie bared his teeth and snarled but was no match for your Dad as he grabbed him by the collar and put him back out in the garden.” “I remained in the same position for a few minutes, exhausted but fulfilled, I eventually regained my breath, if not my dignity and composed myself.” “I remember your Dad saying ‘Well that was a waste of time.
’ Thinking that I’d actually upset him I began to cry. ‘No not you love; I forgot to load the camera with film.’ ”I was secretly pleased, and I told your Dad ‘you had your chance, that was definitely a once in a lifetime thing.
’ We expressed our undying love for each other and your Dad went and ran me a bath and made me a cup of tea. I had literally just sat down in the bath when I heard your voice downstairs, apparently you had been caught smoking at school and had been sent home. I would have died if you’d been 10 minutes earlier.
” “Oh my God, Mum” I said my eyes wide and my mouth hanging open. “I certainly remember the tongue lashing you gave me about smoking, but I can’t believe I almost caught you.” “I’m glad you didn’t.
It’s humiliating enough that you know about it now.” she said “I couldn’t see you keeping a secret like that then at your age.” “So that was your experience with a dog?
” I asked, not trying to hide my amazement. The truthful ending to this story is yes, that was her one and only encounter with a dog (That she told me about anyway, though I’d like to think there were more.).
Mum died when she was 83 and up to then we never spoke about it again, although I often fantasized about it. The FANTASY ending might go a bit like this ……..
“So that was your experience with a dog?” I asked, not trying to hide my amazement. “That was the first” answered Mum, her face glowing bright red.
I had many more after your Dad died. Your Aunty Anne also became involved after she moved in with me and caught me in the act one day.” “Fuck me” I said exasperated, “I suppose you’re going to tell me my sister does it too?
” “Not with dogs no. Horses are more her thing” answered Mum coyly, “that’s why your Aunt and I are moving in with her.” (I’m more than happy to share my fantasy with you.
Just let me know if you’re interested.)
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