Good Boy
#1 of Good Boy
This is a bestiality story but the "owners" of the dogs are anthro animals etc so there's no humans in this, it's just the same kinda taboo. It's not really big, it'll be in five parts and that's all.
Part One: My Girl
His name was Saxon, he was a young and rather excitable bullmastiff and he was a very strange animal indeed. Perhaps it was because the happy brindled animal was the baby his owners couldn't have together... well it was always a bit difficult for a rhino and a zebra to have a baby together so Saxon had been a great substitute and everyone who knew the dog liked him. He behaved well on walks and he was never really too spoilt, but one year his owners had to go out of town for a month and they'd hired themselves an excellently referenced pet sitter... but that was when Saxon began to be a little different.
From the moment Jessie, a rather elegant looking young hare, had stepped into the house the dog had been strange. He'd become quiet and ignored his owners to go straight to her side, sit and sniff at her hand eagerly. He liked her smell, even licking her with a gentle growling sound of pleasure that startled Jessie. His owners laughed over it; obviously Saxon liked his pet-sitter and needed to be shown some dominance. They joked about it with Jessie and she was soon briefed about everything, they left and everything seemed to settle.
Jessie had a simple set of jobs, she walked Saxon without trouble and well, it was a good day and when Jessie had finished her dinner, fed Saxon and gone for a shower... the dog had become curious. He had gone into the spare room that had been set up for her and his nose lured him around the room to the bag where she had put her dirty clothes from the day. Just her scent made Saxon's wiry tail wag about in delight, he found himself trying to hook his paws around the plastic bag, trying to sit himself upon it but the plastic slipped about under him. He kicked it about in annoyance, angry that he couldn't deal with a curious urge that was bubbling up inside him. He knocked the bag enough for a pair of knickers to slip out and the pheromones laced upon it made Saxon's nose explode in excitement.
He rushed to the knickers and once more tried to sit on them, but finding the same issue was present for a big dog like him, Saxon gave a gentle snort. He looked upon himself, noticing his pink lipstick turning a redder shade and probing at the tip of his sheath. He was very excited and simply licking himself wasn't doing the trick. He rubbed his nose against the crotch of the knickers, ignoring the thin lines that would be considered by a guy to be sexy, Saxon lapped at the patch where a slightly sticky slick still remained on them. The taste was exciting, different to what he had tasted from himself or smelt on his mistress' clothes before but he was very excited now. Practically licking the knickers clean he then strode to the bed that was left in the room and settled there, lapping at himself to encourage himself to remain excited.
When Jessie stepped out of the shower, naked and petite with her high tail, pert little bottom and her brilliantly pink pussy on display with each long stride, Saxon felt himself getting excited. Jessie stepped over to Saxon and patted his head without thought. She itched at his jowls, leaning down in front of him to rub his shoulders and his warm breath began to pant over her crotch. Jessie had been around lots of dogs and cats and was never bothered, she felt comfortable around them and didn't need to worry about how close he was or how naked she was. But Saxon could smell her pussy, even when washed clean and he strained his tongue out to probe her crevice.
The sensation of the tongue was a shock. In one small poke the massive thick tongue of the animal had pushed the lips apart with ease and flicked her clitoris. Jessie had given a little shriek, more for the pleasure she had suddenly felt at the dog's attentions rather then the situation involved. Swiftly she batted his nose and backed away to the bed, Saxon lowered himself, looking innocent and Jessie apologised. She wondered if maybe he was just being curious, after-all she'd spotted her clothes scattered about. Ignoring Saxon, Jessie got on with things and then settled down for sleep... she was a very deep sleeper....
Saxon waited, watching her on his bed for ages before his libido probed outward and he was unable to control his lust. Stepped with a gentleness that masked the sound, he sat by the bed and pulled the sheets off. Saxon was surprised to be able to pull the cover clean off and find he bunny wearing nothing more then a short nightdress with her pussy exposed again. Her legs were wide and the smell was exciting, straight away Saxon's long strands of heavy drool fell from his jowls and landed in cold streaks over the lips and the very edge of that probing clitoris. His cock throbbed; hardening when he witnessed the hungry jolt of the clitoris... she was dreaming something naughty.
Despite himself Saxon was not too eager to disturb her, he snuffed at her chest and was startled when his warm breath caused a nipple to rise. He snuffed a it, lapped it and hardened when Jessie gave a gentle moan of pleasure and shifted in the bed. Suddenly there was a thick smell in the air, her excitement and once more Saxon's head was drawn to her pussy. Gently he stood over her body, his cold nose pressing the edges of her vulva as he tried to figure out how to make more of the smell. All the while the sent made him lengthen...
Saxon figured out that the taste he'd experienced from her knickers was also from here and that beautiful scent was addictive. With a gentle and slow lap he flicked the tip of her clitoris, she winced and her legs widened. Now that they widened, Saxon's drool fell down onto her lips again, his cock hardening and straining downward. He lapped his drool off the lower part of her lips, grabbing that delicious scent and feeling her legs widen for him. As they widened, the clitoris strained up at him, the lips parted enough and he stretched his tongue in again. A bead of excitement glistened underneath her pearl and the taste for Saxon was extreme.
Immediately he tried to crouch over her, his penis waggling about a little but the groan of the human made him unsure. Saxon snorted gently and continued to lap up the beads, strands and slicks that began to slip from a widening gash within the core of Jessie. The taste was divine, his interest intent and he began to thrust above her, drips of pre-cum splashing over her hot little body and the dark bead sheets. Saxon licked her hard, his wide tongue scooping out more flavour and Jessie's moans and joy rising until she gave a shuddering moaning and her lips pinched together. Saxon paused, suddenly getting splashes of her excitement in his face. He lapped them up and decided to get rid of his own needs.
Saxon strolled down to her legs, glad that the bed was so large from his owners that both could sit there. He hooked her leg under him, Jessie didn't seem to care, her sleep was so deep. He lowered himself, feeling her foot pressing his balls and tightening the knot that was forming there. He started to rub himself, her foot flicking about to encourage him to keep rubbing though Jessie remained asleep. Saxon gave a whine of pleasure as he sprayed flecks of pre-cum everywhere around her legs and even up her crotch. When he had gone as far as he could, unable to get his knot out and really go as far as he desired, Saxon snorted and then hopped off the bed to lap at himself gently.
But he wondered whether Jessie would know what he did in the morning... or whether she'd expose herself for him.