Slow Jazz
I fold a blanket over my soft couch, and smile as I sit down in it. Wearing a simple gray t-shirt and jeans. I grab a nearby journal, and start to jot down a few things before I hear the click of the door. I turn my head from the couch, vulpine ears twitching as the door swings open gently. A shorter Dalmatian boy walks in, wearing a blue tank top and ripped jeans, he grins.
"There's my foxiiiee~"
I grin, "My puppy! Come, come, I was just relaxing, join me sweetie." I pat the spot on the couch next to me as he hops over, sitting down. He leans over real wide, and lays his head on my shoulder.
"Watcha doin' Hun?" He grins, looking down at the journal.
"Oh, just finishing up some chores around the house. Did the dishes, swept, and just finished the laundry as you were coming in." I grin and give him a light peck on the cheek as I slide the journal onto the coffee table, "We have the whole afternoon to ourselves...and I wanna spend it relaxing."
He smiles, and leans up to give me a small kiss on the lips, "Then let's start right now..."
I grin as I push a few buttons on the remote; the speakers surrounding our living room begin playing a soft, slow jazz melody. I set the remote aside, and turn to kiss the Dalmatian, "Mmmh...Spotty...there's nothing I'd rather do then spend an afternoon relaxing with you." I wrap my arm around his side as he scoots in closer, shoulder to shoulder; he lightly rests his paw on my thigh.
"You know how much I love jazz, Seth," his paw creeps a bit up my thigh as he plants a soft, moist kiss on my lips, "It always puts me in the mood."
I smile down at him, returning the kiss, "Oh? I didn't know it did that to you." I give a sharp grin, and pull him a little closer to me, giving him a firm kiss. He pulls back, a soft blush across his face.
"Oh my Seth...you're getting a little forceful."
I smile, and lightly caress his paw on my thigh, this time, giving a soft peck on the lips, "There...soft is back..."
He smiles back at me, and gently turns to straddle my waist as he slips onto my lap. He wraps his arms around my neck, and I wrap my arms around his lower back. We stay in this pose for quite some time, my paws ever so lightly massaging his back as he shuffles and changes his seating a few times. I smile as he begins to give a series of kisses over my neck and shoulder. Wincing a bit as his soft kisses turn to light nibbles, progressing to harder and harder bites. He backs off, though, trying to keep it soft. I suddenly feel his face go warm, and see it flush with color as he nuzzles up to my ear.
"Mmh...b-baby...I wanna...suck your cock..." I feel him shift nervously. He's always been a little shy and a bit awkward at asking, but once you get down to it there's no stopping him. I place a firm paw on his arm by my side, kissing his neck softly.
"Only if you feel comfortable...I love you Emmy...I'll leave you in control." I then rub his arm gently, I feel him tremble a bit, and sigh in relief. As if I'd ever say no to him. Again, we stay frozen in our pose for a bit longer; this time I feel his paw grazing over my chest, then resting near my shoulder.
"Help me take my shirt off, sweetie...I...don't wanna get it too dirty." He giggles a bit, and I smile up at him as he sits up in my lap. I gently lift his shirt as he stretches his arms over his head. I pull his shirt off, draping it gently over the back of the couch as I see him reach for my shirt. He lifts it over my head in the same manner, and discards it next to his. Both his paws rest on my chest, rubbing softly as my paws rest on his hips. "Alright...I think I'm ready."
I give him a soft peck on the lips, "Pace yourself...stay with the time of the music...don't let it get too wild, and remember its not high stakes. It's not like your life depends on your performance."
He blushes a bit, and nods, "I know Hun, and I just wanna have fun." I smile, and nod. He gently climbs back off my lap, kneeling in front of me between my legs. I unbutton my jeans, pulling them down to my ankles. He smiles as he spots my already tented boxers in front of him. "Oh sweetie..." He peels away the top of my boxers, pulling them a bit past my knees before they fall to meet my jeans. Emmy scoots in, closing his eyes as he sniffs around my semi-firm member, "Mmh...bit musky..." A blush creeps across his face as I see him pucker out his lips a bit, and gently take one of my stones into his maw, rolling it around on his tongue. He sighs through his nose, and looks up at me curiously.
I smile and gently rub behind his ears, "Mmhmm...ahh..." I see his tail begin to wag at the sign of approval. He gently releases my fruits, and gives them a few soft licks and a kiss before he moves up. His gaze nearly always fixed on mine, glancing down only briefly to place his lips around my sheath, then back up to my eyes as he slowly moves up. Lips and tongue shimmying up my sheath, and onto the base of my black knot. I let out a soft sigh as his warm lips touch my flesh, "Ahhh...soft..." His lips pull away gently, leaving way for his tongue to slide over the tennis ball sized mound. His eyes still locked onto mine as he reaches for the base, angling it down a bit for better coverage. Small kisses up the shaft, and a soft, sweet smooch on the head. This boy has me wrapped around his little finger.
He smiles up at me innocently, "I like kisses."
I grin gently, "I can tell...I like them too."
His lips gently wrap around the tip of my member, a light suckle. Tongue flicking lightly over the opening, those big, beautiful emerald eyes staring right back up at me. A paw sneaks in to cup my package. I shift to give a little more room, his paw working expertly to fondle me. His maw dives a bit deeper on my length, a bit past the head, his tongue massaging around it. He rubs over the knot with his thumb firmly, applying a little pressure as he strokes up and down the middle. I spread my legs a little further, my arms stretching out over the back of the couch as I watch him bob on the head of my length. I see him blush a bit more as he looks up at me, I smile.
"You're doing great sweetie...ahhhn...keep it up." He relaxes at the compliment, taking a bit more into his mouth. Eyes fixed on mine as I see the tip of his nose align with the top of my knot. "Don't force it..." A smile spreads as he pulls away, leaving thick splotches of his spit on the top.
"I don't think I will today..."
I nod, while he eases his maw back onto my member. Tongue pressed firmly to the bottom, he slides back. The bumpy texture sending shivers up my spine as he slides back in. He gets into the rhythm of the music. Soft clarinet and sax complimenting the soft sounds of his lips and tongue gliding. Now with the beat, his paw gently slides up my thigh. I reach down and gently intertwine my fingers with his. Those eyes keep staring up at me...sweet, innocent. Those eyes that just seem to say "This is my first time, be gentle." even though you know it's not true. I don't know how he pulls them off every time, but I swear when he looks up at me like that, I just fucking lose it.
"Hah, baby...I'm getting close..." I manage to squeeze out quietly between a few labored breaths.
He pulls away slowly, looking up at me with those damn eyes again as his paw glides up and down my slick member, "Let it go Sethy..." My toes curl in the midst of pure bliss. I stare down at those innocent eyes as I feel the tension building, and building, before finally breaking free.
"Hah...Nnggg!" I clench my teeth as the waves start. The first few lightly tossing up and draping over Emmy's muzzle. "Guh, shit!" The next batch flies a bit higher as Emmy strokes, falling into his hair and around his ears. "Ahng! Shit baby..." The final waves crashing down as he opens his maw wide, giving me a great view as they send streaks over his tongue. I pant heavily as my length throbs in the aftershock. "Shit..." He smears the tip into his cheeks, prompting a few spurts of extras to layer into his fur.
He grins up at me, those eyes just as innocent as you could ever believe, even with his face covered in every direction, "H-how was that, baby?"
I grin down at him, still panting a bit roughly, "P-perfect baby...you look so beautiful..." He blushes a bit, and giggles as he tosses my jeans and boxers away, leaning in to give the head of my member as soft, wet kiss. I smile, "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up Hun."
He slowly stands with me. I lean in and lick a bit off his chin, then give him a soft sweet kiss. Smiling as we walk towards the bathroom, paw in paw, all the while the smooth jazz still playing in the background.