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Relief 6 - The Real Fun Afternoons....

By MonsieurFoxy

I gaped in shock and awe, as Jesse continued to lift me and pin me, snuggling me in closer to his chest. I gulped when he took one hand from around my waist, to gently work my pants free and off. They hung from around my ankles, turned partway inside-out, and a little twitch of my left foot let them slide the rest of the way off, to lie crumpled on the floor......which drew my gaze back to the looming crotch beneath me. I shuddered as the feel of his fur, now thicker and a little softer than before.

It rubbed across me from neck to buttocks, and I shuddered again, and and froze when I felt a wet, hot, slippery object rise up against the crack of my butt. The thought of what it was froze the breath in my lungs, but made my heart race even faster. Sweat streamed down my forehead, into my eyes, until a large wet tongue swiped it away, and the big furry forearm across my waist relaxed, letting me slip down and let Jesse's hot, precum-slickened meat lodge snug in my crack.

Jesse pivoted his hips, and the tip fetched up against my hole. I moaned, as the lust in me rose up and drowned my senses, making me lose track of my coherent thoughts, and focus only on the sensation of Jesse's fur, his smell, his arm, and the hard, throbbing maleness that pressed his ass, and transforming him into a whimpering bitch for Jesse. Jesse reached with his other arm and rubbed my erection with a soft supple paw pad. My erection jumped, and a little pre spilled out the tip, running down over Jesse's paw.

I sighed, and spread my legs farther apart. Jesse panted, his long tongue drooling a little on my shoulder, and thrust again, this time putting serious pressure against my sphinter, making my cock jump again, and my balls draw up tight against me with arousal.

I grunted and groaned as Jesse's head began to slip inside my entrance, and spread my ring almost to tearing. I felt tears pop at the corners of my eyes at the stretching, and then, blessed relief. My body simply surrendered to the domination, and my anus just let go, and Jesse's thick meaty shaft slid almost halfway into me before stopping against my inner ring, and I let out a soft yelp at the sensation of ALL that meat sliding over my prostate. I was surprised when I felt myself go, semen spurting out to coat my chest and part of my stomach, and run down over my shaft and balls, to drip on the floor.

Jesse just grunted, and hunched up behind me, forcing a louder cry from me as he pushed and popped into my rectal tunnel with his heavy maleness. From what I had seen of his shaft so far, I had about nine inches of hot meat inside me, and more was just waiting on my guts to relax enough to make room for more slimy inches. Just wanting to be filled to the brim, I tried to force more in. The sharp pain in my gut told me to stop, and I did. But one vital thing occurred as a result: I milked a huge load of pre out of Jesse, who arffed loudly, as it trickled down my tight tunnel, and allowed another three inches to push right in, and I sat against Jesse's knot, and my ass stopped moving. I was now skewered on twelve inches of hard cock, and I couldn't even bend down to try and grab my own knees to open up more.

Jesse arffed again, and began to thrust in and out, pushing just the first few inches up into my passage, milking more and more precum out with each thrust back. I began to feel really good, the precum causing a warm buzzing to fill my head. I turned my head, and kissed Jesse on the underside of his jaw. Jesse just grinned and thrust a little faster, his hips rocking back and forth quickly now, pushing a full 6 inches in and out of me. The motion, the friction of pre-soaked meat, the hot breath against the back of my head, the slap of his furred hips against my hairless stick ones, all came together to bring me screaming in orgasm again. I clenched, Jesse's member suddenly seeming twice as big, and thrust almost directly at my prostate. I just bucked even harder, not caring if I tore something.

Jesse huffed out loud and rawrfed as loudly as he could. His thrusting slowed down, but at the end of each slow curving stroke, he pushed as hard as he could against me. My ring quivered and shook under the immense assaults, and in a matter of a minute or two, it was wedged as tight as could be in my ring, stretching my ass and my hips open to their absolute limit. I yelled and hunched myself down against the dick, struggling to take it, and release the pressure on my pelvis and my ass.

Jesse whined, so desperate to get off, and mate his bitch. He pushed even harder, soft growls reverberating in his deep chest, and his teeth locked together, jowls drawn back in a fierce grimace. I squealed as he bruised my hips with his arm and his strong paw. I felt a tiny shift in my ass, and wiggled to one side. I felt if shift again. I was already hard, and dripping again, balls screaming at me for the abuse I was putting them through. How much more of this intense and overwhelming pleasure could I take? My body was shaking from exhaustion, and shuddered again with each move, each touch that stoked my fires even higher. I was taking almost forteen inches of sheperd-cock, and my body was loving every millimeter of it. Or why was I sweating and moaning like a whore?

"Oh GOD, Jesse! Just tie me already!!"

"Arrrooooo!!!!"

I felt it slip once more, almost half an inch, and then everything shifted as I came down. The cock throbbed, and softened for a fraction of a second, just long enough for my ring to wiggle, and pop down around Jesse's knot, swallowing it rapidly and slowly puckering closed behind the massive, grapefruit-sized knot. I screamed, and came one last time, as the knot punched my prostate, and held it down like a fist on a button. Jesse Roared, and humped wildly as he began to truly plug his bitch. His cock swelled again, and just a little more than before. His balls swelled to triple their previous size, and then seized up, tight and throbbing against the underside of his sheath as he tensed and thrust again. His cock jerked, and pulsed. Burning hot cum, thick, potent, and sticky, surged up Jesse's maleness and out, swamping my guts, making my colon balloon, and the walls of my passage were forced away from Jesse's dick by the sheer volume of semen pumping into me.

I gurgled, and I looked down to see my stomach dome rapidly out, filled with my Shep's hot cum. The heat burned through me, and the smell of the cum that squeezed out around the fabulous bulk of Jesse's junk, drowned me in lust all over again. I writhed, and held my swelling paunch, as Jesse hunched over me and held me snug into the curve of his body, as he panted like a bellows, and tried to catch his breath, as his orgasm kept surging through him, and into me. I slumped over, unable to even move under the weight of the afterglow that enveloped both of us. I'd never had an experience of this magnitude, and found myself praying that I'd have a chance to experience another in the future.

When I recovered enough to move myself, I picked myself up, and was instantly surrounded by panting, heaving, fur-covered warmth. Jesse had me in his arms, and gently lifted me up, and snuggled me into his chest. He walked us down the hallway, and through a door, and then through to the door on the other side of my den. He opened it and let us into my bedroom. More like our bedroom now, I thought. He laid me gently down and proceeded to lick his way up my legs, front and back, with long sure strokes of his heavy tongue. He cleaned all the drying cum off me, and finished with my face, his tongue making quick, almost dry, strokes. I stared at Jesse again, amazement at what we had done together shaking me to my core once more. I felt suddenly exhausted and dizzy, and sleep tugged at the edges of my vision. But I suddenly had a thought, and an irresistable urge to test it.

"Jesse?"

"hrm?"

"Can you talk?"

"Talk? Yeah, I can talk."

"Hoooly Shit!"

"Hey, it's okay, just breath slowly...."

At this point, I hyperventilated, and sleep sucked away the rest of my field of vision, me along with it.

I awoke to the huge warm presence in the bed, snoring softly next to my face. I rolled over expecting Jesse's big furry form to be breathing his dog breath in my face. Instead, I discovered a large, muscular fur-covered arm across my waist. It was heavy, and practically pinned me in place.

I froze, as the events of the day before rushed through my head, like a pornographic America's Funniest Pet Video. I felt my heart suddenly pounding away beneath my ribs, and I began to slowly slide over towards the edge of the bed away from Jesse. Then I froze again, as I heard Jesse's breathing change and catch. His arm flexed, pulling me easily back into his embrace, snugging me tight to his torso. I felt a stirring beneath my buttcheeks, and I squirmed as my tender hole reminded me that what happened yesterday was no dream. Jesse's arm now rubbed up and down my chest and stomach, causing my nipples to harden and perk up. I felt the warm, pawpad-covered palm brush my pubes, and I squirmed again, but this time into the touching.

I felt another stirring at my rump. I opened my eyes and lifted my head enough to see down past Jesse's arm. One look confirmed what I'd been feeling down there, Jesse's sheath was thick, and heavy, the tip of his cock straining to pop out. It was pointed directly at my crack, and lined up perfectly with my hole. I took a deep breath, and focused on trying to calm down, so that I didn't get Jesse too riled up.

It didn't work. I felt him tighten his grip on me, and I felt a spurt of precum hit me righ on my pucker, and then he hunched while lying on his side on the bed behind me. Then I felt it: his thick, rock-hard morning wood pushing right against my tender hole, trying to breed me again, while it's owner was still half-asleep. He snorted, and huffed in my ear, and that's when he opened his eyes, looked down at me, and grinned, showing a mouth full of big pointy pearly whites. He thrust, and the tip pushed right in to my loosened asshole, and penetrated me with almost no effort.

Pain jolted me for a moment, making me squeeze down on him. Sensing the tightness and hearing my sudden gasp for air, he stopped and gave me a quizzical look, followed by his flexing up and down over my body to inspect my hole, which was now wrapped around his tip. He sniffed, and gave my bruised and swollen ring a lick, before pulling back out, and thrusting his cock between my thighs instead. I could feel the heat and the slickness along the underside of my balls and I gasped, this time one of relief and pleasure. He frotted himself between my thighs, and cupped my balls with his pinned right arm, and stroked my shaft slowly and gently with his left. I became fully hard in seconds, and a tingling tightness began to envelope my body. His thrusting timed itself to his motions on my cock, and my back arched against him, grinding my shoulderblades against his pecs.

Jesse gave a huff, and stroked himself a little faster, his hips pushing against mine at the end of each stroke. His heavy balls began to draw up, and I could feel them as they swelled and pinned themselves against the back of my thighs. Then I felt the sudden swelling of Jesse's knot. It throbbed and pulsed in time with his heartbeat. It had tiny veins snaking across it's surface, and was a hot solid presence below my buttocks as jesse began to pant, his tongue lolling, and thrust even harder. I felt his knot knock against my legs, and I parted them slightly to allow Jesse to "tie" with my thighs. His knot pushed through, and I clamped my thighs together. Jesse gave a short howl, and shuddered. I felt his nuts lurch, and contractions began in his sheath and continued out to his tip, where I watched as wave after wave of hot steamy cum splattered across my bedspread. After about 20 minutes of slow thrusts and gradually weakening spurts, his knot deflated and slipped from between my thighs. My legs shook with fatigue from staying clenched for so long, and I was panting too, having been brought off by Jesse's paw, and the sensation of his knot and orgasm against my own ballsack.

I felt a familiar urge zip through me, and I sat up abruptly startling Jesse, and bolted for the bathroom. I made it to the toilet and sat down just as my sphincter decided to give out and release the pent-up cum that hadn't completely been absorbed by my gut during the night. It rushed out in three large bursts, painting the bowl and filling it to three or four inches beneath the rim. I sighed with relief as the pressure in my colon disappeared, leaving me feeling tender, but otherwise fine. I looked back at Jesse still sitting in bed, his thick brush of a tail thumping on the soggy bedspread, a grin plastered across his muzzle.

"You still talk, right?"

"Yep."

"So I hope you enjoyed yourself yesterday."

"Sure did. You are so nice and tight. I stopped when I realized you were so tender this morning. I'm sorry."

"You got me off so well that I'm not going to complain too much. I've never cum so hard in my life. Since when have you been like this?"

"Well, I don't know. I just remember waking up, and rummaging through the house, and thinking that I missed you and wanted us to have 'fun time' together again."

"So no clue as to how you can understand me, and talk back?"

"Don't have a clue."

"Oh well. I guess I'll have to settle for just having a big, muscled, hung, talented, handsome, horny Shepard all to myself."

"Hey!"

"I'm joking, Joking, okay? You're wonderful, and you know it. Besides, now that you can talk, I won't think I'm crazy talking to my dog here at home."

"Especially since I can talk back."

"Exactly. You see, I've been lonely. Too busy working to date, Not enough energy to go out on a date, really. But you live with me, and I figure I know you at least as well as I'd know anyone I've lived with for two years and raised from a puppy. Besides, you're too sexy for me to let go of."

"You know, I think I love you. And not to be really shallow or anything, but I'm hungry."

*GURGLE*

"We'll have to take care of that, now won't we? Hahahaha."

We walked across the den, to the kitchen, and looked around, to see what hadn't been eaten by Jesse the previous day. I fount a couple boxes of cereal still unspilled, and some peanut butter that hadn't been opened yet. I sat down and with a sweep of my arm, cleared a space on the counter for a bowl, spoon, and the box and jar. I spooned out some peanut butter, and poured cereal out on top, and mashed it together, and started to eat. Jesse found some leftover pizza still in the bottom drawer of the fridge that he'd missed before. We ate in companionable silence, and once our bellies stopped yelling at us to fill them, we dropped in the den to relax, and consider cleaning out the mess.

"I know that I should be freaking out, that you're walking around on two legs, hung like a horse, can talk, and apparently know my body even better than I do, but I just can't seem to panic right now."

"Do you really think it's worth panicking over?"

"Not now. Maybe later, when we actually have to clean up all this mess."

"Then don't. There's no reason to panic; I'm here, you're here, and I really care about you. I'll help any way I can, and I'll do anything you tell me. What's to panic about?"

I laid my head on Jesse's tree-trunk thigh, and thought about it until the clock on my wall chimed, and told us that it was noon. Then I realized I'd slept for almost 10 hours before coming to this morning. That brought me back down to reality with a thump. I sat up slowly, and stretched, hearing my cartilage and tendons move and settle. Then I stood up, and motioned to Jesse to get up too.

"What's up?"

"What do you think? We need to get the house cleaned up."

"....Oh."

Without further ado, and without a thought for clothes, I began on the nearest pile of books and paperwork, looking to separate what might be bills, checks, or time-sensitive, and setting the rest back on it's shelf. Jesse looked around, bewildered for a second before following suit with clothes and the larger furniture.

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