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Gravel crunched beneath the car's tyres as I pulled off the road, parking beneath a stand of winter-ravaged pines. I pulled the hand brake, then got out of the car, leaning against the car's body as I looked down the road in both directions. As far as I could see, I was the only one out here, which was all to the good. The sky was a brilliant blue, marred only by a few fluffy cirrus clouds. Though it was the tag end of winter, today was warm; the late afternoon sun seemed intent on ushering in the warmth of the coming spring.

I turned around and opened the back right door. "Okay, out of the car!" I said, just as the big Golden Retriever lying on the seat inside launched herself into the open air, tail wagging furiously and tongue lolling. Saffy bounded around for a few seconds, then seemed to calm down, trotting over to sit at my feet expectantly.

"Good girl," I said, rubbing over her head affectionately before I reached into the car and pulled out a tartan blanket, well coated in pale yellow hair, and a small fanny-pack in which I kept a few essentials. After fishing out my water bottle, which had once again rolled underneath the driver's seat, I grabbed Saffy's lead and shut the door, before attaching the lead to her collar.

After I snagged the keys out of the ignition and locked the car up, I dumped the keys into my pocket and started walking into the forest, Saffy following close at my side. There was a fence surrounding it, consisting of rotting posts and rusting wire, but it was almost invisible in the foliage that had overgrown it. There was one spot where one of the trees had fallen across it some time ago, and this provided us with easy access to the forest.

It was only mid-afternoon, but under the shade of the pines it was as if dusk had fallen early. Millions of pine needles, mostly brown, littered the ground, providing a soft susurrus as we walked through. Well, I walked; Saffy trotted, stopping every few seconds to sniff at something new.

Eventually we came out of the pines into a more open area. The grass here was long and rough, growing in boggy clumps in some areas. Gnarled trees, both native and not, were entangled with each other in a bizarre marriage of twisted branches. Scattered around were a number of gorse bushes and varicoloured wildflowers. As winter was winding up, most of the trees' leaves were littering the ground, the palette of muted browns and oranges a sombre contrast to the vivid greens of the weeds and broom overrunning the place.

Saffy bounded ahead as far as her lead would allow her, sniffing at nearly every tree or bush, sometimes going so far as to mark them. I tried to choose a path that wouldn't result in my getting scratched or hit in the face, but Saffy's enthusiasm made that a little difficult.

After about another five minutes or so of walking I found a nice mossy area, blanketed with fallen leaves, almost in the middle of a grove of beech trees. "This'll do," I murmured with satisfaction. I dumped the blanket on the ground, then called Saffy over so I could unclip the lead from her collar. She fidgeted as I took the clip off, then sprinted off into the trees as soon as she was free, scuffing the leaves up to reveal the soil beneath the leaf litter as she went.

I sighed good-naturedly and bent down to unfold the blanket it to spread it over the ground. Then I took off my fanny-pack and began removing my clothes. My shoes came off first, so well-worn that their soles were almost a memory. That was followed by my brown T-shirt, spattered with various colours of acrylic paint, then my faded tan shorts. As I slipped the shorts over my ankles a rogue breeze brushed over my bare skin, eliciting a strong shiver. I piled the clothes at the side of the blanket, and stretched out upon it to await Saffy's return. I could hear her snuffling around, though I couldn't see her.

A few seconds later she showed herself, as if she'd been peeking at my thoughts. She trotted over sedately, her slightly pudgy belly swaying back and forth as she did so, when she saw that I was now unclothed. "That's a girl, Saffy," I murmured as she got within arm's reach. I pushed myself up into an upright position as she started nosing at my crotch, and rested my head upon hers, inhaling deeply of her doggy scent. If sunshine could be said to have a scent, I'm sure that it would smell like a dog's fur. Underlying that were the scents of the forest: a slight hint of moss, damp earth and a slight minty fragrance.

Feeling my head upon hers, Saffy raised her head and began licking at my face, swiping her large, floppy tongue across my lips and nose. I parted my lips, and her tongue slipped deeply into my mouth. I suckled at it and licked back as best I could, my own small tongue no match for hers.

As wonderful as the oral intimacy was, eventually I had to break the kiss so I could properly draw breath. I stroked Saffy's ears, revelling in their softness, feeling them twitch beneath my fingertips. While I did that, she turned her attention to my crotch again, and my almost painfully erect cock. Doggie kisses always got my passions aroused, and this time wasn't an exception. I reached down and pulled my foreskin back completely, exposing the spongy glans to Saffy's talented tongue. I inhaled sharply through my teeth as my member was assaulted, that wonderfully agile canine tongue sliding all over the thick length. My fingers slipped through her neck fur, digging into her shoulders slightly as she coaxed me toward climax. I was tempted to just let her work her magic on me until I rewarded her with my creamy seed, but I wanted that to go somewhere else. But first....

Almost reluctantly I pushed Saffy's golden head out of my crotch, leaving my poor cock throbbing hard and coated in doggie drool. "Saffy, lie down," I said, patting the blanket beside me. She took the hint, flumping down onto it with her legs stretched out in front of her, tail thudding softly on the ground. "Good girl," I whispered, stroking over her head again. I reached for my fanny-pack, and unzipped one of the pockets to retrieve a small dog biscuit from it. "Here you go." I held it out for Saffy, and she scarfed it up in seconds. "Greedy," I murmured with a grin. I slipped my hands underneath her and gently eased her over onto her back, so I could gaze upon her belly. Her nipples, little pink nubs of flesh, poked through her light yellow fur, and I took a few moments to softly slide my fingers over them before slipping them down toward her femininity.

Her tail wagged to and fro, leaving a trail of loose hairs over the blanket, as I scritched lower and lower until I was just an inch or so away from her slightly puffy vulva. I spent a few seconds gazing at it; the soft 'Y', surrounded by cream-coloured fur, invited me to explore its hidden treasures. My fingers stroked lower, caressing her lightly-furred entrance. I gently spread her labia apart with my thumbs, exposing the soft pinkness hiding inside. I shuffled backward a little, and lowered my face to slide my tongue around her portal, encircling it a few times before delving in, eager to taste her. A sort of earthy musk caressed my nasal senses as my tongue dipped into her warm opening, seeking out the little nub of her clit. It was just within reach; the tip of my tongue swirled over it, eliciting a quick pumping of her legs over my shoulders and a groan. I lightly rubbed over her lower belly as I flicked my tongue in and out of her pussy, feeling the muscles tense and relax spasmodically as I pleasured her. I kept licking, causing her legs to kick rapidly in bursts of energy. The unique taste of her nectar was getting stronger; faintly metallic, with an undefinable tang that only a dog could have.

My tongue was starting to feel the strain of moving around so much, so I slowly pulled back to withdraw, giving Saffy's vulva a parting kiss. I then slipped two fingers into my mouth to wet them, and then into Saffy's tunnel. It stretched comfortably around them, tightening slightly as I pushed them deeply into her body. I thrust them in and out gently, now and then angling them so that I rubbed against her clit again. Quiet squelching noises arose as I pumped my fingers, a sign that she was definitely quite wet, and ready for me.

I pulled my fingers out, sucking on them to savour her musky taste, then reached for the fanny-pack again. Out of another pocket I pulled a small bottle of lube; she might be wet, but a little more wouldn't hurt. I squirted a small glob on the head of my cock, and spread it all over the shaft, making it glisten in the sunlight. Saffy watched me intently, her tongue hanging out and tail wagging, as I positioned myself to enter her.

Slowly I spread her hind legs and shuffled up between them a bit, rubbing my cock over her vulva a few times before I gently eased into her. There was some resistance as I did so; her pussy was quite snug around my cock, and her vulva stretched into a taut 'O'. I took a few moments to guide myself in; the angle was a bit odd, so entry wasn't quite as straightforward as it might have been. It took some careful effort to ease my cock through the kinks in Saffy's passage, but eventually all of my six inches was sheathed inside her silky tunnel. Once I was inside I looked up at her face. Her eyes seemed to sparkle, and as I leaned over her to kiss her again she swiped her tongue firmly over my face. I opened my mouth, and once again indulged in the sweet interplay of our tongues.

I began to thrust gently while we kissed. Saffy's passage gripped my member along its whole length as I rocked my hips, as if reluctant to let me out of its grasp. I slipped a hand beneath her head, supporting it as I tilted mine a little to the side to achieve better contact with her mouth. Her drool was cool and gooey, but I didn't mind a bit.

My body covered hers, the hair on my chest rubbing against the pale yellow fur of her belly. As I moved I could feel the fleshy nubs of her nipples pressing into my skin. I took my time making love to my beautiful golden Saffy, wanting to enjoy every moment of our union. Now and again I stopped, holding my cock deep within her body, savouring the intense warmth and tightness of her tunnel. Breaking the kiss I slowly pushed myself back, so I could look down upon her body. Her head was tilted up, exposing her throat, and her pink tongue dangled out the side comically. I smiled and gently ran my hands over her tummy, rubbing lightly over each nipple, feeling how hard they were. As I did so I continued thrusting, driving into her depths with long, languorous strokes. After a few minutes I increased the pace a bit, pumping into her with almost wild abandon, working myself toward climax. I could feel it building, rising up within me like a wave, ready to wash me out into an ocean of pleasure.

Just before I was pulled under I stopped, teetering on the brink of ecstasy. My chest heaved from my passionate exertions, my breath seeming to catch in my throat. I stayed still, barely moving at all as I slowly lowered myself over Saffy's soft, warm body again. My cock throbbed almost painfully inside her tunnel, aching for release, but I denied it. I slipped my arms beneath Saffy and cuddled her against me, before I carefully rolled over, bringing us onto our sides.

I gazed into Saffy's soft brown eyes for several long moments, then pressed my mouth to hers again. For some reason, I just couldn't get enough of her wonderful tongue. My hips began to rock again, sliding my cock almost fully out of her before sinking back in, over and over in a slow, measured pace.

I made love to Saffy for what seemed like hours, changing positions now and again to vary the pace. Every time I felt my peak approaching I'd stop or slow down, gradually building myself up to a powerful finale. Eventually, as the clouds in the sky began to take on the ruddy glow that heralded the incipient sunset, I could hold back no longer. For the final act, Saffy lay on her back, her ears splayed out over the blanket. She was panting, almost as much as I was. I leaned over her, placing my hands on either side of her body, and as she started licking at my face again I began to thrust again, pounding my aching cock in and out of her hot, gripping passage at an ever increasing pace. Once again I approached that zenith of pleasure that I had so far denied myself, but this time I didn't hold back. Rapid pumps of my hips brought me once more to the peak, and I hovered there for an instant, an instant that seemed to last forever.

Time seemed to stop, my very being scattered throughout the infinite as my cock throbbed to bursting inside Saffy's body. Waves of lightheadedness washed over me as my seed spurted thickly, the incredible pleasure seeming almost painful after being restrained for so long. I was dimly aware of pressing my body against Saffy's, her tongue exploring deep inside my mouth as I panted hard. My cock was buried to the hilt in her hot pussy, pumping the creamy load that I'd worked so hard for into her.

Slowly, ever so slowly, my climax waned, allowing me to take control over my body once more. I could feel my cock's pulsing grow weaker, leaking only dribbles of semen into her now. I gently rolled over onto my side, pulling Saffy with me, and stroked over her back, shuddering with the afterglow. "My beautiful Saffy," I whispered, seeming to not have quite enough strength to speak properly. She seemed to understand what I said; she licked at my lips again, but just a couple times, and her tail thudded gently on the ground as she wagged.

I smiled, cuddling Saffy's warm canine body against mine. I turned my head, and looked up at the sky. It was gradually getting darker, with the western margins of it glowing in various shades of pink and orange. As much as I wanted to just lie here with Saffy, I knew we had to leave. A chill was starting to creep in, now that I was more aware of my surroundings, and walking through a forest in darkness still made me nervous.

I disengaged myself from my canine lover reluctantly, sighing almost regretfully. "Time to go home, Saffy," I said, scritching down her back one last time before I pushed myself away from her and up onto my knees. My cock slipped easily out of her cum-filled tunnel, letting the seed that I'd deposited inside trickle out. Saffy's pussy muscles flexed, forcing out a large glob of congealing semen. I watched it languidly ooze down over her tailhole, and felt the stirrings of arousal once again. Looking away quickly, I reached for my clothes and started to pull them on. Usually, I would clean her up (and enjoy doing so), but darkness was falling rapidly, and I wanted to get out of the forest before then. Saffy took care of it herself; exhibiting that wonderful ability to bend almost double, she started applying her tongue to her well-used pussy, lapping eagerly at the cum leaking out of her.

When she'd lapped up all she could get, she got to her feet, tail swishing to and fro, as I slipped my feet into my shoes. She sniffed at my crotch, and tried to lick at it through my shorts. I chuckled and scritched her head. "No, Saffy. You'll have to wait."

Once I was fully dressed I folded up the blanket, replaced the lube in my fanny-pack and clipped it around my waist. I attached the lead to Saffy's collar, then I looked around to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything. Satisfied I hadn't, I started walking back the way we had come, Saffy leading the way. My gaze naturally fell upon her shapely rump; I watched her hips sway back and forth, more of my semen dribbling out of her and dropping to the ground. I resolutely looked up, determined not to let her butt hypnotise me again. At least, not until we got home.

The walk back through the pines was uneventful, aside from tripping occasionally over branches that I couldn't see in the growing darkness, and it was with relief that we got out into the open air again. I unlocked the car, then opened the door for Saffy, after first unclipping her lead. She hopped in happily, and flopped down onto the seat, panting and lolling her tongue at me.

As we drove home in the last light of the day, I reflected upon our afternoon. There was something about making love outdoors that regular sex just couldn't match. Perhaps it was the open air, or the sounds and smells of nature all around us. Whatever it was, I was glad to have shared it with my Saffy. I glanced back briefly, and saw her lying with her head on her paws, as if asleep. I smiled to myself, and softly sighed with contentment, and turned my attention back to the road ahead. For the moment, all seemed right with the world.