Carli in Need of Some Pleasure
This is a story I started a while back. I recently had the urge to go back in finish it and fix it up. The story line is kind of self explainable. A guy thinks something is medically wrong with his dog but soon discovers that she is just in heat. Well what's he going to do, go find another dog and have Carli not like him? So he just takes matters into his own hands...and has a lot of fun doing it too.
I wake up this morning to my dog whimpering and scratching at my chest. I set up in bed, rubbing my eyes and yawning.
"What is it Carli?" I ask, petting her head gently. I get out of bed and stretch. A soft bark comes from the blonde colored Finnish Lapphund who is now at the edge of the bed.
"Are you hungry, girl?" I ask with another soft bark as a reply. I'll take that as a yes. So I walk out of my room and down the hall leading into the living room. I see that there's mail in the mail slot by the door and walk over to it and grab it. As I walk to the kitchen, I look through it all and see that it's mostly bills. When I get into the kitchen, I set the pile of mail on the counter then get Carli's food dish and take it to the pantry where her food is at and fill it up. She comes running once I shut the door.
"Here you go, there's your food," I set her dish on the floor beside the refrigerator and she runs to it and starts eating. My stomach suddenly starts making noise and so I look in the fridge and get my leftover dinner from last night. I close the door and go over to the cabinet and get a plate. I transfer the food in the styrofoam box to the plate and then go over to the microwave to heat it up. Once it's done, I pull it out and go sit at the table and eat it. Carli runs past me, out the doggy door. Carli's been acting weird lately, she wakes me up so I can get her, her food and then once she's done, she bolts outside. But when I go out there, she hasn't done anything. I've been thinking about taking her to the vet, but I don't think they'd do anything for her. I continue eating, trying to think of reasons why she'd be acting so weird. I think I'll make an appointment for her sometime this week. After I finish eating, I take my plate to the sink and wash it off. I put it and the fork in the dishwasher and go to my room. I suddenly realize that I don't have work today and so I decide to take a long hot shower and try to relax. I go to the bathroom that's through my room and close the door, leaving it open a crack. I strip my pajama bottoms and shirt off. I turn the water on and wait for it to get to the right temperature and take my boxers off and step in.
As the soothing warm water flows down my naked body, I think about this girl at work who I've been interested in for a while. I think about her long blonde hair that flows almost like a river, down her back. I think about her beautiful blue eyes that pierce the sun. Tamie is such a nice girl; she's nice and very helpful. I wish I wasn't such a wimp, so I'd be able to talk to her more. After a minute or two, I start thinking about her young, slender body; her perfectly round hips, her plump, perky breasts. I look down suddenly and realize I have a full erection and I blush a little. I pour a little soap on my hand and rub it in both hands and then grab my hard member softly. I slowly start to stroke it, rubbing the soap in as I do so. The door suddenly opens all the way but I don't really notice as I fantasize about Tamie. As I continue to stroke my hard member, the curtain is pushed out of the way, giving me a mini panic attack, not knowing who it is. I look down and realize that Carli is the one who pushed the curtain aside.
"What are you doing in here, girl," I ask, "you never come in here." She whimpers and scratches at the tub, acting like she wants in. I then realize that her vagina has some white liquid substance leaking out of it.
"O-oh, I see now, you're in heat," my face goes red as I think of ways to help her. She looks up at me with sad and longing eyes and finally I give in.
"Alright girl, I-I'll help," I say, "but not in here, I don't want the wet dog smell." So I shut the water off and grab a towel and dry off. I get on my knees behind my dog and stroke my member to get hard again. Within a few seconds, I'm fully hard with the picture of Tamie's naked body still present in my mind.
"O-okay, Carli, come here," she backs up and I put my member against her dripping pussy, not yet going in. After gulping down the wrongness of this situation, I slowly push in, gasping as I do so. I finally get all the way in and place my hands on her hips while I raise my body on top of her.
I moan softly, "Mmh, you feel so good, Carli." I slowly start humping, gently shoving my large member in and halfway out of her dripping pussy. As I continue to fuck my dog, she slowly lays down on the floor so it's easier for me.
"Ooh Carli, you're so tight and wet, girl," I moan, shoving deeper inside her. I never thought fucking a dog would be this good; it's almost as good as fucking a human. The wrongness just made it even better, and I don't have to go out and buy a male dog for her that she might not even like. I position my hands flat on the bathroom floor a few inches from her body and start thrusting faster and a little rougher inside of her. As I do so, she looks back at me with pleasure in her eyes and howls softly while wagging her tail a little. I couldn't believe how wet she was as cum started dripping from her pussy as I fucked her.
"Carli, you're such a good dog, I don't know anybody who could resist you, even if they were totally against this kind of thing," I said. She yips happily in response. I continue to fuck my dog, getting much rougher and a little less fast. I could feel myself getting closer and closer. I knew I shouldn't cum inside her, though I don't think it'd do anything, I couldn't bring myself to pull out. I had to keep going. And so I did, pushing myself closer to ejaculating, loving every moment spent inside Carli.
"I-I'm gonna cum Carli, j-just a couple more..." My sentence is cut off as I thrust faster and harder, moaning loudly as my cum shoots deep inside her. I start to slow down as I gently lay on top of my dog. I gently pull out, as not to hurt her. I sit back on my legs, exhausted. She stands up with a little of my cum dripping from her pussy. She turns to face me, wagging her tail and walks up to me. She puts her front paws on my bare legs, elevating herself and licks my bare chest; I smile and chuckle.