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This is a work of fiction, all characters are of consenting age or 18+ and older. Any similarities to any real persons or places is purely coincidental. If you are not of legal age in your relative country, please do not read any further, you have been warned.

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Pepperdew Place was the sort of neighborhood most people pictured when they spoke of the white picket fence and friendly neighbors. A long street ending in a cul-de-sac where all the neighbors knew each other and often had street parties, where everyone got together for major events and national holidays. It was a little slice of Americana straight out of the movies and all whom lived there loved it that way.

It was for this reason that Mr. Robertson thought it best to move himself and his new young blind wife into such a place, somewhere she would feel safe and welcome. Linda was born with a degenerative disease, she had lost her sight well before reaching high school, but this had not dampened her bright spirit in the slightest. If anything it had only made her friendlier and somehow happier which is what led her to meeting and eventually marrying Mark Robertson, a white wolf two years her senior. She always joked how she loved his lush black fur when meeting new people in order to break the ice about her blindness, grinning as she waited to hear people's responses. Likewise being a Dalmatian herself, she often told people she was black with white spots just to confuse them, using her disability to disarm and charm people, it was this friendly and open nature which quickly ingratiated her into the community of Pepperdew Place. So much so that Linda had spent enough time in all her neighbors' houses she was able to navigate them as easily as her own which helped immensely when she was asked with looking after plants and even babysitting kids for parents, as someone not able to have children of her own she absolutely adored spending time with the neighborhood kids whenever she got the chance. Likewise all the neighborhood kids all loved their Aunt Linda.

Throughout the years Linda had become a staple of the community, helping raise the kids in the neighborhood, but she seemed to have a special affinity for the Thompsons and their only son Mark. She often joked that it was because she had a thing for wolves and loved making jokes about old Mark and young mark, also how they both shared the same lush black coat which always made young Mark giggle, being a glossy grey, almost silver furred wolf himself.

As it tends to happen with life, the years passed on and eventually young Mark started turning into a young man and would head off to college. Gone was the young pup that used to sit in Linda's lap, listening to her read him bedtime stories or describing his favorite cartoons to her. The first year of college was the hardest, Mark had fallen behind on his studies and wasn't able to make it home for thanksgiving for the first time in his life. Being away from home for the first time, having actual independence and struggling to find his feet at first, college life got the best of him and distracted the young wolf enough to threaten his GPA. But the following year he managed to work out his troubles and started making leaps and bounds in his academics which saw him at the top of his class, even some of his more hard assed professors started taking a shine to him. After a rough year Mark felt he deserved a break and decided to surprise his parents at the Robertson's Independence Day party. Grabbing a Doober back home and being dropped off a few houses away, Mark snuck through a few of his neighbors back yards like a thief, making sure no one spotted him as he climbed up the back trellis into the Robertson's bathroom window like he was a young kid again to change. A few close calls and dives into a leaf pile later, looking more like a hobo than a young college student returning home, Mark stood in the upstairs bathroom looking at his disheveled self in the mirror. A shower was out of the question as that would alert the people downstairs to his presence, so doing what any young male would do in such a situation, he grabbed the nearest bottle of cologne and dabbed some on his cheeks, under his arms and even a little sprits down his pants to help with the sweat from the stealthy jog here.

Halfway through getting changed with nothing but a shirt and underwear on the door suddenly swung open to reveal a somewhat tipsy Linda standing in the doorway. "Mark! There you are, I've been looking for you mister..." Lind said with a giggle before kicking the door closed behind her and waddling over to the stunned wolf.

"Linda...what're you doing?" came his panicked voice as the older Dalmation dropped to her knees before a shocked looking Mark, her paws brushing along his thighs before reaching up to grip his underwear and tug them down to expose him.

"What does it look like I'm doing silly? You always said you enjoyed me sucking your dick when people were around and we might get caught, just like that time we were babysitting young Mark and he nearly walked in on us..." Linda stated matter-of-factly as she tugged her strapless top down to expose her still surprisingly perky breasts and light pink, sweet looking stiff nipples to a stunned young Mark. His eyes glued on his former babysitters breasts, sure he'd noticed them as he was growing up, just typical guys stuff, but it was Linda and he felt he shouldn't be thinking such things about the sweet and innocent Dalmatian he called his aunt.

The shocking revelation of his sweet innocent neighbor being so naughty was cut short by the feeling of her mouth starting to work over his sheath and balls. "Naughty wuff, cologne on your balls, I like it...guess you were expecting me after all" Linda purred as she sniffed and licked at him. Despite Marks best efforts he couldn't stop himself from getting hard under Linda's attention, though the more he thought about it he couldn't really make too much noise and risk alerting the rest of the party goers to his situation as he didn't want to embarrass Linda, or so he told himself. She was clearly not new to handling dick as she got him to full mast in moments, try as he might to alert her that she was now sucking the wrong Marks dick, he just couldn't force the words to come out. The only sounds he could make were grunts and groans of pleasure as he received the best blowjob of his young adult life.

His gaze locked on the Dalmation's angelic face as her blind eyes stared up at him, a happy and content smile on her lips wrapped around his young eagerly throbbing dick. His head would roll back as he groaned when she pulled back just to trap his tapered tip between her incisors, working her soft tongue around his most sensitive parts before sinking back down until her lips met his knot. She would even cup his balls in her soft palm, rolling them with such dexterity, he almost laughed when he remembered wondering how she could be so good at playing piano. His ears prickled as he heard faint wet sounds that weren't coming from her mouth, leaning to one side and looking down past her muzzle he was shocked to see her other hand down the front of her trousers as the touched herself, clearly just as worked up as he was.

Finally, it was too much and young Mark would unload into Linda's unknowing muzzle where she would swallow his load without batting an eye or spilling a drop, clearly not the first time his Aunt had done so. Linda would lick her lips as she got to her feet and leaned in to kiss Mark on the cheek. "Mmm, tasty. See, I told you more fruit would help with that" Linda stated as she fitted her top back in place before heading out the bathroom with a skip to her step, Mark watching her shapely behind and tail sway with every step before vanishing around the corner as quickly as she had appeared.

As suddenly as it had started, it was over and young Mark was left standing with his now limp dick hanging out in his neighbor's bathroom. The rest of the evening would be very awkward to say the least as he tried to surprise everyone with his presence while not alerting them to what had just occurred upstairs. In particular it was rather difficult giving Linda a hug without her noticing the hard on he got from her being so close again, or the fact he could smell himself on her lips as she kissed his cheek. Linda did comment on how much young Mark sounded and felt like her husband and how she'd have to be careful not to confuse the two. If only she knew...

The next couple of days were without incident, though young Mark now viewed Linda with a different outlook. Even spying on her as she lay poolside and noticing just how pretty they older spotted canine really was. Even after all this time she had kept herself in relatively good shape, a few curves here and there just accentuated how voluptuous the older woman was. As young men are known to do, he would pleasure himself with thoughts of what else Linda might do and how other parts of her would feel on his cock. Eventually fantasies were not enough and Mark wanted more, as fate would have it his opportunity arose. His parents had decided to do a day trip out to view some wildflowers and old Mark had asked to join them, but on asking if Linda would like to join he just chuckled and shook his head to say no "She'd be bored to death and just joke about how she could've stayed home and seen the exact same thing" which made them all laugh. Young Mark was tasked with letting Linda know where everyone had gone for the day as he had opted to stay behind as well while his parents and old Mark packed the car for a picnic.

However once they had all left Mark would sneak up into the Robertson's bedroom and slip into a pair of old Marks clothing, even dabbing a little more of his cologne to sell the ruse. Padding downstairs he would call out for Linda, testing to make sure she bought the gamble. Hearing her call back from the kitchen Mark would head downstairs to find Linda leaning over a counter listening to some classic swing music on the radio with her hips and tail shaking to the beat, her yellow summer dress caught on her waging tail and affording the leering Mark a view of her bare thighs and spotted behind unbeknownst to Linda. Almost instantly Mark got hard and approached her from behind, his hands finding her hips as he pressed himself up against her with a slow grind. "Mark! What if the Thompsons see us through the window?" Linda exclaimed with surprise, not that it stopped her from pressing back against the bulge in Mark's slacks.

"They went out for the day to look at wildflowers." Mark replied, trying his best to sound as mature as Linda's husband. His trembling hands already grabbing her dress and working it up about her waist to further expose his prize, noting that she didn't try to stop him only emboldened young Mark.

"Oh, well in that case...I have a wild flower I'm sure you'll enjoy too" It seemed Linda was quite the little sex-kitten with how easily she accepted his advances, soon having her skirt lifted about her waist as she bent over further against the counter, thighs parting and a paw tugging her underwear aside to reveal her hot pink little slit. Mark dropped down behind her to get a better look before leaning in to sample her scent and commenting on how beautiful she smelled and looked. "You say that every time I flash you my pussy old mutt..." Linda chided with a little laugh. Mark's maw was salivating by the time he finally leaned in to begin making out with sex, kissing and licking along her snug pink slit before worming his tongue past her folds and into her hot passage. Soon Linda would be squealing and grinding back against his muzzle, after a few moments the shuddering pant she let loose along with the rush of heat on his tongue letting Mark know he'd given his Aunty Linda her first climax. Licking his lips as he stood up behind her, fishing his erection from his slacks to trace his tip along her slit a few times before lining himself up and pushing into her with a satisfied groan. Linda would push back to meet his thrust with a low drawn out groan, rolling and grinding herself onto his cock. She felt even better than his fantasies, hotter and tighter than he could've imagined. Leaning over the smaller Dalmatian, Mark planted his hands either side of her as he began to roll and buck into her, soon filling the kitchen he used to sit with his coloring books and crayons after school with the sounds of his hips bouncing off his neighbors behind. Their pants and groans soon drowning out the radio as the pair moved in unison, Mark bucking harder and harder into Linda, his hips slapping against her shapely behind while she would press back into him, pushing off the counter for more leverage.

Too far gone in his lust and desire to rut the sultry Dalmatian beneath himself, Mark would let loose and begin jackhammering his hips against Linda's behind. His ears would perk as he heard the Dalmation yelp as he accidentally tied with her, popping his knot within her tightness. With a heavy groan and pant Mark would collapse atop Linda with a satisfied growl as his cock pulsed hard every time it fired off his ropes of young wolf cum deep inside her.

"Pretty sure I only asked you to let Linda know I was heading out for the day young man, not fuck her over the counter..." Came a familiar voice. Young Marks blood froze in his veins as he slowly turned to see old Mark standing behind him with a grin, holding a video camera trained on the pair.

"No, but you did ask me to fuck him" Came Linda's voice with a giggle.

"It's okay sweetie, I know it's you Mark...young Mark. My husband and I figured it out that I'd accidentally sucked you off at our party by mistake when he was still pent up after everyone went home." Linda admitted with a soft smile as she reached up to pat a stunned young Mark's cheek.

"Yes and after some discussion we decided that we both liked the idea of Linda having fun with other people, though not just anyone. We both know you and your parents, so we know you won't go around boasting about this and ruining her reputation. So if you're up to it...care for a few more rounds with my wife?" old Mark asked with a grin at the still reeling young wolf.