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RITA AND HER PET My name is Rita and I want to share something with you. It’ssomething I discovered innocently enough a year or so ago but which, Imust confess, I have nurtured with total disregard for any innocence. My husband is a foreman at a steel mill and, at times when thework-load is heavy, he is required to work long hours. The millsometimes operates seven days a week and when Russ comes home(sometimes late at night - sometimes early in the morning after adouble) he is tired. Too tired to give me the attention I’d like tohave once in a while. I am twenty-seven years old and have been told often enough thatI am “A gooood lookin’ woman” (as some of Russ’s friends like tosay). I had gained some extra weight when I was pregnant with our son,Russ Junior, and after he was born I had a devil of a time losing it.But that was seven years ago and I have managed to stay in shapepretty well just by watching what I eat and by the normal exercise Iget while working around the house. Some days I make enough trips upand down the stairs to qualify for a marathon I also have anexercise cycle that I sometimes ride in the living room in front ofthe TV. Early last spring our neighbors across the street asked if Iwould take care of their dog, Max, while they were away on athree-week vacation. I couldn’t very well turn them down. They knewI was at home all day and probably assumed I’d be over-joyed at theopportunity to show my good will. My mind told me that I reallydidn’t want to accept the burden (a small burden, granted, but still aburden) but I didn’t know how to refuse graciously. Russ and Russ Junior thought it was great Russ Junior had takento playing with Max when he was out and loved the way he howled. Maxis a beagle, mostly brown with a few black and white splotches hereand there on his back. Even I, not the world’s greatest dog lover,thought he was a good looking dog and he seemed to be well behaved.We had his blanket and food bowl in a corner of the kitchen and heseemed to make himself right at home after the first day. On the first Monday Max was with us, Russ was working (as always)and Russ Junior was at school (1st grade). I had finished myhousework by lunch time and, after eating, I moved my exer-cycle intothe living room so I could work out while watching my soaps. By thetime I had ridden my regular ten miles in thirty minutes I had workedup a respectable sweat and decided to lay on the floor for a while andcatch my breath. We have a big over-stuffed pillow that usually sitson the sofa or on the floor next to it that I like to lay on when Iwatch TV. I was on my stomach, the pillow sort of bunched up under mychest with my arms wrapped around under it. I became totally engrossed in the program I was watching and Ihad completely forgotten Max was even in the house. I was wearing oneof Russ’s T-shirts and a pair of soft cotton shorts and when Maxwalked silently up between my slightly parted legs and pushed his noseup into my crotch I screamed like the devil was after me I was on myfeet in an instant, yelling at the stupid dog to “stay the hell awayfrom me” and to “not EVER do that again.” Even while I was screaming at him I knew I was being overly harshbut I couldn’t help it. He had scared the daylights out of meNaturally, after my first scream, Max disappeared around the cornerinto the safety of the kitchen and I followed him as I sternlyimpressed on him what kind of behavior I expected. He was huddled inthe corner on his blanket, his eyes about as big as saucers staring atme. I went back into the living room and sat on the sofa, stilltrembling a little from the excitement. I couldn’t get my mind backon the program though. I felt ashamed for having screamed at Max and,after a few minutes, walked back out into the kitchen with theintention of apologizing. Maybe that sounds really crazy, apologizingto a dog, but I knew it was the only thing I could do…… Max shrunk back into the corner tightly as I approached and Icould see that he was shaking in fright. God, talk about make aperson feel guilty I reached out to pet his head, talking softly. “I’m sorry, Max”, I said. His ears perked up and he lifted hisface out of the blanket. “Yesss, Rita is sorry for yelling at thepoor fella.” He tried to lick my hand and I didn’t stop him, lettinghim lick while using my other hand to scratch behind his ears. “Didyou smell something good between my sweaty old legs”, I asked. “Youshould always ask first before putting your nose between a lady’slegs, don’t you know?” My tone of voice must have convinced him that Iwasn’t mad at him any longer and he was soon standing up, his tailwagging a mile a minute. I invited him to come back into the living room with me and hefollowed eagerly as I went in and sat on the sofa. I don’t know whatpart of my brain was controlling me then, but I sat on the front edgeof the cushion and slouched back, half lying there. I held my kneesapart in an obvious invitation to Max and didn’t make a move todiscourage him. Sure enough……. with only the slightest hesitation,he wagged himself as if propelled by his tail right up between my legsand buried his nose in my crotch. What he was doing was completelycontrary to everything I’d learned about what a dog should be allowedto do but I wanted to see what he’d do next. I sat there like thatand rubbed his ears for him as he sniffed and prodded me. When hebegan licking the crotch of my shorts, I almost made him stop ……..but I didn’t. It felt nice and, after all, Max certainly wasn’t going to tellanyone what he’d been doing Sometimes his tongue would stray alittle and I’d feel it on the bare skin of my thigh and I’d squirm alittle from the roughness of it. Max was whining as if frustrated andI knew I was going to take my pants off for him, that strange part ofmy brain sending out the signals for me to follow. “Are those mean old pants in your way, Max”, I asked him. “Doyou want me to take them off?” If he could have spoken, I’m sure he would have told me becausehe backed up a bit as if to give me room to stand, his tail swingingwildly and rapping against the leg of the coffee table. I stood andquickly slipped out of my shorts and panties, dropping them to thefloor next to my feet. Max’s head followed them down and he nosedthem around a little as I sat once again. He didn’t waste his time onthe pants, instead returning to his place between my knees. I reachedout with both hands in a moment of indecision, one covering myshamefully naked crotch and the other holding his very insistent noseaway. I rubbed his ears thoughtfully while struggling with betterjudgement and slowly resigned myself to go ahead with it……. “Are you sure you want to lick Rita’s wet pussy”, I asked himplayfully as he began whining again. I felt really strange using suchcoarse language but it seemed somehow appropriate to the strangeoccasion. When his cold nose touched my hot skin I thought I’d go crazyHe quickly zeroed in on the spot he was interested in and buried hisnose between the lips of my cunt. My God The sensation wasindescribable I wanted so badly to push him away but his nose warmedrapidly and he started licking again….. and I didn’t WANT to pushhim away any more. His nose was prodding me and I could feel his hotbreath panting there. His tongue moved up and down over my anus,apparently tasting a bit salty or something. I carefully eased myselfback to lean against the rear cushions of the sofa, releasing my gripon his ears, and I just laid there for the longest time while Maxtreated me to an experience I’d only HEARD about. I held the tip ofmy middle finger on the throbbing bud of my clit and rubbed it aroundin small circles as his rough tongue continued to stroke up and downbetween my lips over and over. I was cumming almost before I realized it was happening and Istared down at Max through glassy eyes as my hips moved of their ownaccord in a somewhat pagan rhythm. Wave after wave of pleasure grippedme and I found myself once again squeezing Max’s ears to hold himstill so I wouldn’t go mad I gently pushed him away then because Ihad become so sensitive that his tongue was beginning to hurt my skin. “Thank you, Max”, I said. “You’re a real gentleman.” He almostseemed to smile and I laughed nervously, suddenly feeling a littleguilty for letting him do what he did. “But this will have to be ourlittle secret. Do you understand me? If you try that when someoneelse is here, I’ll paddle you GOOD” He seemed to understand somehow because he turned then a walkedslowly back out into the kitchen. I went to my bedroom for some drypants and put them on, still feeling a little weak. When I peekedaround the corner into the kitchen, there was Max on his blanked, busylicking himself. I retreated into the living room then thinking, “That’s a goodboy. You’ll have to do THAT for yourself.” I couldn’t seem to get back into my soaps again though and I satthere on the sofa sort of day-dreaming about what had happened. Russhad never ever even hinted that he might be willing to do what Max haddone ….. and my up-bringing prevented me from asking him to. Thefew times I’d given him head were tolerable but I hadn’t enjoyed it.I did it because Russ wanted me to……. For the remainder of that first week, Max and I played our littlegame each day. I tried to tend to my housework each morning to get itout of the way, the excitement building to a peak by the time lunchwas over. I made it a point to give myself a good workout on the bikeso I’d be nice and sweaty for him …… I surmised that that waswhat had attracted him to me in the first place. I think it was Friday that I followed Max out to his blanket whenhe had finished with me. I sat cross-legged on the floor next to himand watched as he licked endlessly at the red shaft protruding fromhis hairy sheath. “Would you like Rita to help you with that, Max”, I asked,shocking myself with my own words. He looked so pitiful. He lookedup at me as I rested my hand lightly on his leg. I wasn’t at all surewhether I would go through with it, and when I moved my hand over totouch the glistening tip of his penis with my finger I decided thatmaybe THAT would be carrying it too far. But Max rolled over onto hisside then, lifting his leg up for me. About two inches of his peniswas showing through the opening in his sheath and it felt very warmunder my finger. I gently explored with my fingers, feeling the lengthand rigidness of his slender little boner. Growing a little morebold, I moved the soft sheath up and down along his shaft slowly, notquite able to pull it all the way up to cover the tip of his penis butable to expose another two inches or so when pushing the loose skinback toward his sack. Feeling a bit queezy in my stomach at the idea of jacking off adog, I almost stopped. But that other part of my brain won out and Icontinued…… I gripped him a little more firmly, not able to wrapmy fingers around him but sort of gripping the sides of his sheathbetween my thumb and fingers. I stroked him up and down like that forseveral minutes, fascinated by the feeling of his gristly shaftslipping smoothly inside the sheath. When Max started growling softlyI wondered if he was wanting me to stop or if he was getting ready tocum. I assumed the latter and quickened the rhythm of my hand. His haunches began jerking then in the motion I’d seen severaltimes when witnessing the act between two dogs. I tried not tointerfere with his spastic movements as I continued to stroke him,watching closely the red knob at the end. A few moments later hisgrowls took on a deeper tone and I watched as several spurts of thickwhite fluid spat from him. Some of it landed on the blanket and someof it on the short hair of his belly as his hips bucked a few moretimes and then became still. I released my grip on him and watched inamazement as he twisted his body around to begin licking himselfagain. He sniffed around, locating the spots where his cum had landedand licked it all up When he’d finished and had curled himself upinto his nap position, I left him. During the weekend Russ Junior was home all day, naturally, and Icouldn’t help feeling a little frustrated at being prohibited fromdoing what Max and I had enjoyed so much. Max came sniffing around meseveral times but seemed to understand when I shoo’ed him away. Russwas home all day Sunday with us and that made it a little easier tokeep my mind where it belonged. Fixing dinner and waiting on him madethe time pass….. The second week was nearly an exact repeat of the first, exceptthat I was no longer hesitant to “help” Max relieve his tensions whenhe’d finished with me each time. I like to try and catch his hotsemen in the palm of my free hand and then hold it out for him to lick…… am I weird, or WHAT? One added element had crept into theaffair though and it started in my mind as a silly, kinkythought…… and had become a glowing ember that dominated mythoughts during the second weekend, our second period of forcedabstinence. By the time that third Monday arrived, I was a nervous wreck Iwent through the motions of following my normal daily routine, butthat was all it was….. going through the motions. When lunch timearrived I suddenly decided I wasn’t hungry and began my ritual oftouring the living room and kitchen to be certain the doors werelocked and the blinds were drawn. Max was acting skittish too,following me around. When I was sure that everything was as it shouldbe I stood in the living room and looked at Max and discovered that Iwas trembling inside from excitement. Max returned my gaze as if tosay “What are we waiting for, baby?” The smouldering ember finally caught hold and became anhonest-to-goodness fire as I stripped off my clothes (ALL of them thistime) and stood staring down into those dark eyes. I walked slowly tothe sofa and assumed my position on the edge, Max eagerly followingand nuzzling into my crotch right away. I laid there for a whiletrying to bring my trembling under control and feeling the pleasurerise within me as Max performed his magic. After a few minutes, I leaned forward carefully so as not tointerfere with Max and felt gently down along his belly. I found himcompletely erect and hot to my touch He stopped licking and lookedsideways at my face then…… “Are you thinking the same thing I’m thinking”, I asked, my voicetrembling just like the rest of my body. Max licked the side of myface and I took that to be a “yes”. I stood up and grabbed that largepillow from the end of the sofa and tossed it out into the middle ofthe floor. “Cummon, Max”, I said. “Let’s see if we can make thiswork.” I bunched the pillow together and formed a thick roll of it,holding it in place as I eased myself down onto it. Face down likethat, the pillow under my hips, I hoped Max would understand what Iwanted. I moved my knees out to the side as far as I could to givehim room and I watched over my shoulder as he moved behind me, actingconfused. I felt his breath between my cheeks as he sniffed my anusand gave me an experimental lick. “Cummon, Max”, I urged softly, wiggling my butt around just alittle, “you know what you’re supposed to do ….. wooof, wooof.” I was beginning to think he wouldn’t do it. He licked me somemore and I could see his hind legs dancing around as if confrontedwith a really hard problem. Then I felt a paw on my right cheek andhe whined. “That’s the idea, Max”, I crooned. “Rita wants you to f her.” Having said it, I felt my stomach churn violently as the twoparts of my brain battled it out. In the mean time, Max seemed tohave made HIS decision. I felt his other paw and cringed when hisclaws scraped against the skin of my lower back. He was trying to gethimself into position But I had to do something about those clawsI reached around gently and pushed him back. “Just a minute, lover”, I said, standing up. “I don’t want to bemaimed for life.” I ran quickly to the kitchen, Max trotting along behind me, andopened a drawer next to the sink. I grabbed two towels and, fromanother drawer, two thick rubber bands. Max followed me back into theliving room and almost seemed to understand what I was doing as Iwrapped the towels around his front paws and slipped the rubber bandsin place to hold them there. Re-bunching the pillow, I eased my hips down onto it again andwiggled my butt for him. “Okay, Max, no more excuses”, I said. “Come to momma….” I was thrilled to feel his padded paws on my hips and I urged himonward with soft reassurances. He tried to grip my back with his pawsand I could barely feel them through the towels. He moved his hindlegs up close and I could tell he was hunching back there but Icouldn’t feel anything. I eased a hand down between myself and thepillow, between my legs and found that he was jabbing into the pillow.Quickly flattening it out a little, I forced my hips downward onto itand spread my knees father to lower my butt. “That’s it……. that’s it”, I said breathlessly as he foundthe mark. His slender penis was jabbing earnestly against the depressionjust to the right of my cunt, along my thigh. I moved my hips just alittle to the right and was rewarded by his first, panicky thrust intomy eagerly awaiting cunt. Not very deep ….. just barely into myvagina, but there just the same I angled my hips downward, hoping tohelp him, and felt his rapid little jabs move deeper into me Hisfront paws skittered around on my back trying to hold on as he movedhis back paws a little closer. I could feel the hard muscles of histhighs against the inner surface of my own as he fell into a very fastbut steady rhythm. It felt incredible I think that what made it so exciting wasthe very idea of what we were doing. I was actually being f by abeagle in my own living room His rigid little penis was smallcompared to Russ’s naturally, being only about four inches that hecould get into me and only a little thicker than my finger. But whatMax lacked in size, he more than made up for with his eager intensity.I found myself wishing I could see a clear image of us there in themiddle of the floor. I was on the very verge of cumming and had touse all of my determination to keep from rocking my hips. I didn’twant to dislodge him So I eased my upper body down onto the floor, my nipples digginginto the carpet as I tried to hold my position. It didn’t take Maxvery long before he started to lunge into me violently and I knew hewas cumming in me As if from a page in a steamy romance novel, Ifelt myself floating up to that heavenly plateau where I enjoyed athoroughly satisfying orgasm. My groans mixed with Max’s growling aswe came together and I nearly cried when Max suddenly stopped moving,his haunches trembling with the effort to hold himself deeply withinmy vagina. He was drooling on my back and his penis was twitchingrhythmically inside of me. I visualized his thick white semenspurting into my body…. I don’t know how long I slept, but when I woke up my hips werestill resting on the pillow, my warmly glowing ass still angledawkwardly toward the ceiling…… and Max was curled up quietlybehind me, between my outstretched knees. I got up without disturbing him and returned the pillow to it’splace on the end of the sofa. He woke up while I was taking thetowels from his paws, rolling over onto his back ….. and then curledup again to resume his nap as if nothing had happened. I stood therefor a moment looking down at him, my hand unconsciously feeling thewetness of my cunt. I slipped a finger up into my vagina andmarvelled again at the idea of what we had done. Gathering up myclothes then, I went into the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. By Wednesday Max and I had it down to a fine art There was nomore of the nervous fumbling around while trying to get ourselves intothe right positions ….. and I had finally resolved the dilemma in mymind. What we were doing wasn’t hurting anyone. What we were doingwas obviously enjoyable for Max (and me). What we were doing wouldforever remain a secret ….. and it would all come to an end afterFriday when the neighbors returned. I made Friday a special occasion for us by inviting Max into mybedroom for the first time. After getting myself all sweaty on thebike (with Max sitting patiently off to the side and watching meintently) I led him into the bedroom and stripped off my wet clothes.I pulled one end of my vanity around so the large mirror was facingtoward the bed and angled it downward just a little. I was reallyexcited when I crawled up into the middle of the bed and patted thecomforter to invite Max up with me. He eagerly made the leap andjumped immediately between my legs to begin nosing around and sniffingme. After making a couple trips to the vanity to move the mirror, Iwas finally satisfied that I’d be able to see us clearly. I took bothpillows and plumped them up behind my back, fondling Max’s ears as helicked and sniffed at the tingling lips of my cunt. I didn’t know forsure if he’d be able to f me like that, with me on my back insteadof the other way, but I was determined to try I reasoned that I’d beable to use my hands to help him. I cursed softly to myself when I realized that I’d forgotten thetowels for Max’s paws and made a quick trip to the kitchen for them.I put them on him then and laid back experimentally, patting my bellyfor him to come up to me. He put his paws up on my stomach and Ipulled him closer, holding his paws tightly against my breasts andlifting my legs up on either side of him. He began hunching at me almost immediately, his tongue hanginglimply from the side of his mouth. But he wasn’t even close to mycunt….. I pulled my knees way up and brought them together againsthis sides, my thighs tingling at the feel of his hairy flanks. Urginghim lower with my legs, I pushed his haunches down and felt the hottip of his penis begin to prod between my wet lips. “That’s it, Max”, I whispered. “I knew you could do it” He moved his hind legs a little and his furry belly droppedcomfortably down onto my own. I gasped in surprise when his hardlittle shaft entered me deeper than he’d ever been before. He wascatching on nicely I kept my knees pulled way up to hug him with myupper thighs as he fell into a very fast and very enjoyable rhythm I couldn’t take my eyes from the mirror. The scene was soincredibly erotic for me and the feeling of his cock pistoning in andout of my vagina was so intense that I came very quickly. I foundthat I was able to move my hips under him just a little, therebyabandoning myself that much more to the waves of pleasure that pulsedwithin me….. Max seemed to be in another world. His muzzle was tucked downinto the space between his front legs and I could feel him droolingall down between my breasts. He f me for what must have been tenminutes or more ….. never slowing down and never faltering in hisincredibly fast tempo. I came again before he finished with me andwhen he finally reached his reward I was trembling uncontrollably, mylegs quivering along his furry sides as he plunged deeply into me andheld himself very still. His stiff little shaft continued to twitchinside of me as he propelled his hot semen into my vagina. He wasdeep enough that I felt he was nearly against my cervix and I moved myhands from his front paws to grasp his butt, pulling him tighter tome……. Later that afternoon as I stood in the shower, it occurred to methat I had never enjoyed sex with Russ nearly as much as I had withMax. I was sad that Max would be leaving on Sunday and didn’t know howI’d be able to do without his wonderful services. For obvious reasons, I missed Max terribly after he’d gone homeand the following week seemed totally empty. I sat on the sofa duringthe afternoons and masturbated with my fingers, trying to imagine thatit was Max licking me…… but it just wasn’t any good This story DOES have a happy ending though. Not too long afterMax left, I convinced Russ that it might be a good idea to have a dogof our own around the house. A “BIG” dog would be able to protect thehousefor us when we weren’t there. Russ agreed, happy to please me……(If he only knew…..) We went to a pet store and bought a cute little German Shepherdpuppy and named him Heinrich. That was almost a year ago. Heinrichis NOT a puppy any longer ……and he is a quick learner,too…….

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