Brutus

Linda and I have been dating for three weeks now, give or take a day, met in the Wild Blue Sky bar on a Friday night. Things have been fun with her; we spent several nights at her place and one night at mine getting to know one another. Tonight we were on my couch after stopping at the WBS for a couple of cold beers. Just some idle conversation as I let my hand slip inside her blouse and twiddle her nipple.
“You’ll never guess what the girls down at the office were talking about at lunch today” sort of a question, but I waited knowing that she would tell me more.
“That Jenny, from accounting, she started talking about having sex with her dog. Can you believe that, with her dog?” she didn’t sound too shocked, just a bit curious.
“Well, a dog’s tongue is really rough. I think it would feel good on your soft flesh” I remarked.
“She was talking about her dog’s DICK, about it having a knot or something like that” Linda seemed amazed.
“Yeah, the male dog does have a knot in his penis. You see that way when they breed the female clamps down on his penis and he is unable to get away. Just mother natures way of insuring that only the alpha male gets to breed with the female” I try to explain to her.
“So, there is a knot in his penis and a rough tongue? Sounds to me like I would like to be a bitch” she laughs.
“So, Jenny is it, did she say she liked fucking her pet?” I ask.
“Well, after the rest of us got all sick like from her talking about it, she just said she was kidding. She said that it wasn’t possible for humans and dogs to breed”.
“I thought you were talking about fucking, not breeding” I ask. “She is right about breeding; humans and dogs can not mate, but a dog can fuck a human.”
“Oh, and how do you know, smarty pants” she is now looking in my eyes.
“You need another beer?” I offer her a way out of this subject.
“Yeah” she replies “and then you can tell me about how you know so much”.
I get off the couch and walk out to the frig to fetch the beer. “Jezz, just where is this leading to?” I wonder to myself.
When I return to the couch, Linda has removed her blouse and bra. “Getting a bit warm in here” she tells me.
After I hand her the cold beer, I settle down on the couch with my head in her lap and lightly touch her nipple with my tongue.
“Oooohhhh that feels good” she moans. “Is your tongue as rough as that ol’ dog of Jenny’s?”
“No, but her dog doesn’t have lips like mine to suck on those hard nipples” I reply and after a quick kiss, I suck her nipple into my mouth. I roll the nipple around with my tongue as I suck like a hungry baby on her breast.
“You know that drives me crazy” she whispers though clenched teeth.
I don’t reply, just start to massage her other breast with my free hand.
Linda relaxes now and slips down the couch a ways, which makes it very difficult to continue to suck on that hot nipple.
“You think you can un-buckle that belt with your teeth?” she challenges me and grabs my hands.
I laugh under my breath, “Now we’re talking” I tell myself.
Gripping the end of her belt between my teeth, I give a jerk and the clasp comes undone. The top button is next, and I work that loose and turn my attention to the zipper of her Levis. It makes my teeth tickle as the zipper gets pulled down to reveal her pink panties.
“I don’t think I can pull those breeches very far with just my teeth” I tell her.
“Okay, you did do so well with that talented mouth” she complements me, “use your hands if you must”.
She then releases my hands, and I slide down the couch and grab a hold of her cuffs.
“Raise that pretty little ass up a little” I humorously order her, and pull the Levis down and off her tanned legs. Using my fingers around her toes and my thumbs against the balls of her feet, I begin to massage them.
“How did you know I like that?” she sighs.
“I just know things, remember?” I respond
“Like dog fucking?” she asks, again on that subject.
“Yeah, like dog fucking”
“You read about all those things in a book, or on line or just things you guys talk about at work?” she quizzes.
“Alright already,” I lightly snap at her, “if you are that interested I think we can answer your questions. Remember, you’re the one with the inquiring mind. Relax there for a minute and I’ll be right back”, I roll off from the couch and head out into the kitchen.
“So you going to put on your doggie Halloween costume?” she yells into the kitchen after me.
“I said to relax. If you aren’t going to do what I tell you, then it all stops right now and you’ll have the same questions tomorrow.” I warn her.
“OOOOUUUUUUU”, is her reply “don’t get all bossy with me. I’m a big girl and can take care of myself just fine”.
Opening the back door; I give a short whistle, and step back. Brutus, my pet Dane lumbers across the backyard and nuzzles my hand. I turn and head back into the front room, Brutus at my heels. When I stop at the door to let Linda see him, Brutus’ ears perk up. “Yeah, he knows what is going to happen” I tell myself.
“Oh, what a cute puppy,” Linda says and she starts to rise.
“I told you to relax. Now his name is Brutus, and he has some special training you are going to enjoy” I tell her. “Call him over there and remember: ‘relax””.
Linda gives me a puzzled look, but calls Brutus over. He walks over to her and lays that big head across her belly.
“Nice puppy” Linda coos at Brutus, “Why haven’t you introduced us before?”
“I told you that he has special training.” I reply, “You just keep scratching his ears, and relax”
Again she looks puzzled, but continues to scratch his ears. Brutus turns his head to the side, so she can get to his ear easier and I see her nipple resting just about his big cold nose.
“Oh yeah, special training it is” I tell myself.
Brutus presses his cold nose against her nipple and she jumps a little at the feel of it. Brutus doesn’t miss a beat when she pulls back from the cold, wet nose. His big tongue whips out and runs across her breast, from one side to the other, right over her nipple.
“Damn,” she breathes, “that feels GOOD.”
Brutus is at it hard, licking that tittie like it is chocolate covered, holding her down on the couch with a giant paw pressing down on her belly.
“If you like what he is doing, maybe you should like him know” I tell her.
She hesitates, a little, thinking about what she might be able to do for him. Having made a decision, her hand traces down Brutus’ side and slowly searches between his legs.
“Happy to see me, I guess” she remarks when she finds Brutus’ hard cock hanging wet and hot there between his legs.
Brutus quickens his licking on her breast while she takes his cock in her hand. She begins to stroke him up and down, slowly enjoying the feel of this new and strange penis.
He starts to hump her arm, and her eyes close, just forgetting what she is doing and enjoying the feelings.
Brutus is not one to settle for a little foreplay and he works his way down her belly with his licking till his tongue is running up and down her thighs and belly. Linda is going crazy with his rough tongue against her skin, and is now stroking his cock in earnest, trying to give him as much pleasure as she is getting.
Brutus is excited now and true to the nature of the lower beasts, he loses control and cums all over her arm and hand.
“Shit, I was just getting to enjoy that,” Linda is breathing hard and her eyes are bright. “Is that all?”
“Do you want more?” I ask.
“How fucking daft can someone be, YES I WANT MORE” she all but yells.
“Slip those panties off and slide over here” I tell her.
Quickly removing the pink panties, she slides down the couch and sits next to me there. I take her hands and pull her around in front of me, push her backwards and pull up her legs. She tenses up until her back comes into contact with the coffee table behind her. I push her all the way down on the table and she lays there staring up at the ceiling.
Brutus takes his cue and putting his front paws on the table top, climbs astride her. Now his muzzle is directly above her crotch and she is looking right at his wet cock pointing towards her face. She seems a bit scared, and I don’t blame her, until that big old tongue of his whips down her pussy mound. That brings her feet up and open, allowing complete access to her hot wet pussy. At the same time, Brutus moves closer to get a better path to her love organ and that puts his cock along the side of Linda’s face. She is quick to realize the advantages of her pleasing this big old hound dog and takes his hot, slimy cock in her mouth.
“Now that is worth a world of pictures” I remark from my seat on the couch.
Linda’s legs go wild with every stroke of Brutus’ tongue, stroking her pussy with its rough, tough surface. He is pumping away into her face like she is a bitch in heat. Brutus is once again selfish enough to not care about Linda’s satisfaction and explodes inside her mouth and over her face when she pulls her head back.
“So, he cums quick, does he recover just as quick?” she asks while she quivers on the table top.
“If you turn around and roll over, I think Brutus will answer that for you” I tell her. I see Brutus sitting there quieting waiting.
Linda takes a deep breath, trying to regain control of her body, enough at least to continue with this assault on her senses. It takes her a minute, but she slowly pulls herself on the table top and stares into my eyes, she asks “what now oh great and wonderful OZ?”
I am relieved that she still has a sense of humor; that is a good sign. “Would you believe, ‘doggie style’”.
“Doggie style?” she all but laughs, “does he know how that works’?
“Drop that ass to the floor and rest your head on the table. That’s right; ass up and ready for action.”
She seems a bit too relaxed so I warn her, “You had better grab a hold of the table edge if you don’t want to end up with your face in the carpet.”
Brutus knows what to do and slams into her, pinning her hard down on the table. With his front paws tightly wrapped around her waist, he drives that hard pointed dog cock into her. I am always amazed at how fast and hard he can pump that cock of his. He continues to slam into her like a jack hammer, holding her tight between those big paws. His head rests sideways on her back, his tongue out soaking her with spit.
“Damn, too bad he can’t do that forever”, I observe to myself. “Of course, then I wouldn’t ever get laid”
He continues to rock her ass while she moans deep in her throat, primitive passions imprisoning her on the table. At times it sounds like she is growling, her mind trying to join Brutus’ animal world, lost in the feelings assaulting her senses.
Brutus releases another load of hot dog cum deep inside her, his cock pulsating with each shot. Linda’s body jumps with each shot of his hot, sticky cum, until he is completely spent, and she lays there, limp on the table with Brutus total spent collapsed on her back.
Brutus slips off her back, having had enough, and limps to the back door. I open it and let him out to recover. Linda hasn’t moved since being flooded with cum. Her hair is pasted flat against her head, soaked with her sweat and the dog’s cum. I sit on the couch and watch her rapid breathing and see the blood rushing through the veins in her neck. Her eyes are open but glazed over with the fog of passion. She remains unmoving on the table, until I reach down and scoop her up. Carrying into the bedroom, she kisses my neck and whispers in my ear, “love that knot in a dog’s dick.”
She is soon asleep on the bed, her legs quivering every so often when memories of the night’s events stream back through her mind.

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