While Master's Away [1]
The front door to the Griffins' home swings open, slamming into the wall as Lois Griffin, slurring drunken words in her Rhode Island accent, stumbles into the house, slamming the door shut, and wading her way through her drunkenness to the purple colored family sofa.
Brian, the family retriever mix, sits in the armchair, his hands folded across his rounded belly.
"Well... I can't come home drunk anymore but you can?" Brian snickers almost arrogantly, "Do you know what time it is?"
"Wha'd are ya, My motha?" Lois says, laughing, trying her best to produce a gangster accent. She snorts a little, "Aha! I'm sorry, Brian, I was tryin' to be hip." "Right... Lois... why are you even..."
"What? A girl can't losen up? Peter's outta town for a while and I get... I get... the house to myself these past few nights!" Lois stammers, laying back on the couch, unbuttoning her oxford blouse a bit.
"Uh... Lois... haha... you know how I feel about that... maybe you should, you know... cover up."
"They're tits Brian! You got six of 'em."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you wanted me to come over there..." Brian smirks, looking at his best friend's wife with a smirk across his maw.
"Ugh, shut up... you're so loud! Bad. Bad dog!" Lois slurs, closing her eyes and turning her head to the left.
"Come on... lighten up, I'm joking. Look, you're clearly quite wasted so let's get you some water."
Lois begins laughing, placing the back of her wrist on her hands, "Man, Bonnie's tits are huge. I mean... mine aren't nearly as big, are they?"
Brian's eyes widen as Lois opens her blouse to see her own breasts a little better. She isn't wearing a bra.
"You went to the Clam without a bra on? Lois Griffin, you saucy minx. Anyone coulda just come up and copped a feel," Brian teases.
"Shut up, Brian!" Lois says, hiccupping.
"Now, come on, you're getting irrational, maybe I can calm ya down. I'm told my tongue does wonders," Brian chuckles awkwardly, intending on it being a joke.
"Ugh, Brian... Jesus Christ! I'm goin' to bed," says Lois, wobbling to her feet and walking to the master bedroom, holding onto the hallway walls to keep her balance. Once she enters her room, she slips her shoes off.
Brian sighs, picking up Lois' purse and hanging it near the door where it belongs. Sitting in Lois' spot, he can smell the high, thick scent of alcohol, perfume, and various scents of other women and even her perspiration.
God, what I would do to sleep with her just once... just one fuckin' time.
For the longest time, since the very beginning, Brian had always loved Lois. Even after his experimentation with his cousin Jasper, his feelings for Lois were always quite strong.
He would often envision himself making love with Lois. Peter, of course, wouldn't be in the picture - at least not as Lois' idiot husband. Instead, Peter would still remain Brian's less intelligent friend and perhaps even the father of Lois' children, but Brian would be the one to pursue her.
Unlike most of the women he's been with, Lois has something special. Maybe it's her motherly nature or the way she speaks. The way she cooks or the way she defends herself when something isn't right.
Lois is not an idiot. Lois is a bright, lovely woman, but even in her drunken state, Brian sees magic in her. Brian can see that Lois is craving something.
Or at least, he thinks she is.
At this point, Brian is heavily weighing his options.
If I take advantage of her while she's drunk... that could be rape... I'd be not only backstabbing my best friend, but I'd be raping a woman. Then again, I'm a dog - what's Joe or the other cops going to do about it, really?
_ I can get away with this! Dogs hump things all the time, how would this be any different. Lois won't even remember, hell, I won't even cum inside her._
_ God, what am I thinking?_
Panting, Brian slowly enters Lois' room.
She's the picture of perfection, sleeping sound like an angel. The redhaired woman hasn't even vomited from her heavy drinking. Instead, she sleeps soundly and gracefully, her skin just begging to be touched.
Maybe I shouldn't... no. It's not right. I'll at least sleep next to her like usual, in case she wakes up. I'll get her water or something.
Brian crawls into bed, laying at the foot and keeping Lois' feet warm. Feeling her stir a bit, Brian looks at her face, only to be distracted by a bare breast peeking out from beneath Lois' covers at her chest.
Oh God... Oh my God... Brian pants silently, watching as Lois stretches in her sleep, her breasts slowly becoming exposed as the comforter rests just under her ribs, leaving Lois completely exposed.
Brian cannot avert his eyes. Lois' supple breasts and erect nipples are begging to be tasted, fondled, and caressed. Shaking his head a little, Brian snaps out of it.
Moving up to the pillows, Brian slips his paws under the blanket to pull the covers up over Lois' chest.
He feels them. Lois' hard, erect nipples graze against his paws, leaving Brian stunned momentarily as his groin begins to tingle, his blood rushing to his crotch and slowly giving him an erection.
As Brian tries to slip his paws away, the nipples only graze a bit harder, causing Brian to shiver.
Looking down at Lois' painted red lips, their wet look is much too irresistible. The smell of alcohol on her breath calls to Brian, and he sniffs close to her lips.
His nose touches her lips, and an instinct takes over. He slowly, carefully presses his lips against Lois', kissing her deeply, slowly spreading her lips open with his long, flat tongue. His heart races and beats like a drum of war as he intensifies the kiss; Brian is so wrapped up in his fantasy that he truly believe that Lois might be kissing back as he explores her mouth with his tongue.
He begins to breathe harder, delving to kiss her deeper as he cups a paw around her warm, supple breasts.
Perking his ears and jolting upright, he hears Lois moan a little in her sleep. The moaning doesn't help. Brian only feels his groin throb a little more.
Looking down, Brian notices that his cock has already grown; his erection is large and red, throbbing with arousal.
Shit... what do I do? Ugh, I'm not going through another night of licking myself again. Not this time. She clearly wants it... she moaned. I... her nipples are erect. She wants it! That's it... I'm doing it.
Brian shifts his weight back to his feet, standing erect as his cock throbs, begging to be pleased.
He straddles Lois' torso, placing his cock between Lois' breasts as she sleeps. There's no indication of her waking up, only sleeping with a smile across her still made-up face.
Brian pants as he feels himself get warm, looking down at Lois' sleeping, smiling face, he only feels more driven to take her.
As his cock rests between Lois' breasts, he finds himself thrusting. His cock grinds firmly between Lois' breasts, and Brian can't help but lay his paws on them.
"God, they're so soft," Brian grumbles silently to himself, feeling Lois' tits with his fingertips. He begins caressing and rubbing her breasts softly, watching them jiggle and move gently.
Placing his paws on the sides of her breasts, Brian presses Lois' breasts together, tightening them around his cock as he thrusts a little faster.
The chill rushing through Brian's body is unbelievable. The adrenaline coursing through his veins makes his pulse beat faster, slamming his heart against his chest as he thrusts faster.
Panting and drooling a bit, he sees a bit of his drool splash onto Lois' chest. He spreads her breasts apart a bit and lets his drool slide down gently between her breasts, getting his cock wet with lubricant, allowing him to thrust a little faster.
Lois' smooth breasts are like silk against his groin. With each thrust, Brian feels himself only getting harder. The long time waiting as paid off to Brian, but deep inside, he knows what he's doing is wrong.
But maybe that's why this is so enjoyable.
Brian's precum oozes out of his tip and splashes against Lois' chest. Brian slows down a bit, getting a daring idea.
_I'm not waiting anymore. I need that pussy!_Sliding off of Lois, his feet touch the bed. He slowly gets down off the bed and walks around to Lois' feet.
He lifts the covers off her feet and slowly drags Lois cautiously down toward the foot of the bed. As the blanket slid off her body, Brian could see that she was only wearing panties, nothing else.
He pulls Lois further until her legs are draped over and her feet touch the floor. Snoozing away, Lois is oblivious, drunk, and in a state of blissful, mindless sleep.
Brian tosses the rest of the blanket to the floor, leaving Lois exposed in nothing but her pink panties.
Noticing a small wet spot, Brian's instincts drive him to bury his nose into the slightly damp cloth of Lois' soft, pink cotton panties.
He can smell the cotton, the laundry detergent that made everything smell like a tropical flower, and he can smell Lois - he can smell her deep, longing desires, though drunk as she is, he can tell by her scent.
Awh, she is so ready.
Brian slowly inches Lois' panties down, sliding them slowly down her soft thighs and until they fall over her knees and drop quickly to her ankles.
Brian feasts his eyes upon Lois' pussy - shaven, save a small red patch above her labia. Her scent is fresh and clean, but hot and extremely aroused. The mixture of alcohol on Lois' sleepy breath only adds to Brian's interest.
Being a problematic drinker, how can he refuse?
Gazing at Lois' glistening, dampened pussy, Brian inches his nose closer to her slit. His cock throbs heavily and rapidly as the warm, wet flesh touches his leathery nose.
He slides a paw down Lois' smooth, shaven legs, dragging a paw to her feet.
Brian looks down at Lois' feet. They're small and very clean, well taken care of. Her toenails are groomed and even polished with a light pink nailpolish.
Brian feels her heels, they're soft and not a single bit of stress can be found on them.
These feet... she's on them all day, taking care of us, the house, her kids... cooking and cleaning... how in the world do they stay so dainty and... slender?
Brian rubs her feet gently, leaning down and nuzzling them softly. I love this woman... I love her so much. God... everything about her... even these feet.
Brian's nose is tickled with Lois' scent. He finds himself kissing on her feet, trailing the kisses up her smooth legs. Standing up on his tip-toes to reach her slit, Brian buries his nose deeply inside her, pressing firmly against her clit, sighing passionately.
Lois stirs a bit, moaning, moving her legs apart. Brian pants again, his tongue gently grazing Lois' slit.
The taste is too much. He can't control himself anymore. God... ugh, Peter, forgive me...
Brian uses his thumbs to spread open Lois' pussy, showing off her plump, hard clit. Immediately, his panting tongue is pressed against it.
Brian's eye roll back into his head as he closes them, tasting her sweetness and her heat. Her juices leave a ghostly stain on his tongue, giving him a taste of pure bliss.
He needs this. He needs her now more than ever.
Brian licks faster, pushing his tongue deeply inside her from her ass to her pussy, tasting her sweet, silky fluids that flow over his tongue.
Lois begins moaning, still clearly drunk and obviously sleeping. Brian opens his eyes as he licks harder and faster at Lois' pussy, seeing that her smile is much more flirtatious than before.
She's dreaming... good. Good... stay asleep...
Brian licks faster and faster, wagging his tail as hard as he can while he paws at his cock, spraying his precum against the foot of the bed.
"Mmgh... yeah... a... a little more, Bonnie..." Lois mumbles in her sleep. Brian's ears perk up.
The visual only adds to his hunger. He licks faster, and slowly lowers to her ass, shoving his tongue inside.
Doing this, Brian could feel a little moisture hitting the top of his head while Lois breathes a little harder.
Pulling his tongue out of her ass, Brian looks at Lois' pussy again. It's dripping wet with fresh fluids. She... came on me? Holy shit! She... squirted!
Unable to take the aching in his groin any longer, Brian decides it's time for the moment he's been waiting for. He crawls up the bed and straddles Lois' lap, his cock resting on Lois' sopping wet slit.
As he moves his cock, Brian can see his precum leaking onto Lois' labia. Scooting back a little, Brian's heart beats harder.
This is it... I'll finally get to fuck her... gotta be careful. Don't cum inside... though... I'm a dog... what the hell! For all she knows, he got drunk and Peter fucked her!
Brian slowly eases his cock inside Lois, watching Lois' sleeping face smirk and bite her lip as Brian thrusts a bit, feeling his balls immediately become soaked with Lois' juices.
Thrusting faster, he can feel himself being swallowed by her slit. He leans forward, placing his paws on Lois' hips. Unable to reach her tits, Brian reaches as best as he can, running his tongue over her left breast, just under the nipple.
He gives up trying to lick at Lois' nipples and thrusts faster, panting hard and letting his drool fall where it may.
"Mmm, Bonnie..." Lois moans in her sleep, the lagers and vodkas rising off her breath, "Bonnie, don't stop..."
Jesus... that's so hot... God! Brian grits his teeth, trying not to grunt too loudly, but the pleasure takes over him.
"Aagh, God..." he moans quietly, "F-fuck yeah... God... so fucking tight!"
Brian thrusts faster, shoving himself as far as he can into her, pressing himself harder and harder between her thighs, almost desperately trying to reach her cervix.
All the while, Brian's cock throbs and pulsates under the constant dampening of Lois' wet juices. The stroking and grinding, the overall heat of Lois' pussy is enough to satisfy every inch.
Lois raises her knees, still sleeping, with the same smile on her face, turning her body to her right side, snoring lightly.
Brian adjusts himself to fuck her sideways, spreading her pussy open with his thumbs and rubbing her clit with an available finger.
"Yeah... that's it, Babe... keep getting nice and wet," Brain moans in a whisper, panting and thrusting hard, watching Lois' breasts jiggle in place.
Brian's cock begins throbbing again, oozing precum inside Lois' pussy.
I'm gonna cum... I'm going to cum so soon... God, Lois... f-fuck!
Brian's mind races as he struggles to turn Lois back onto her back, reaching forward and thrusting harder, unable to stop, but managing to swing her arm back over to her left side, laying Lois on her back.
"Yeah, mgh! Yeah! I'm gonna... G-gonna!"
Brian grips tightly onto Lois' inner thighs, spreading her legs apart and her pussy wide open.
"F-fuck! Yes! Here I... uhngh! God!" Brian hisses under his breath, releasing his seed as he slowly pulls out.
Lois' pussy is filled with Brian's cum. He sprays his cum over Lois' clit, watching his glistening seed drip down into her pussy.
Panting and shaking, Brian pulls out completely, his pulse beating loudly in his head. He looks in a daze over Lois' body, panting and trying to calm down.
Wow... haha... Wow! Lois... I fucked Lois. Brian's panting slows to a halt, as does his tail wagging. Soon, he looks over all that's done.
Lois' panties are pooled around her ankles and his cum is oozing out of her pussy.
"Oh God... Peter's gonna kill me," Brian pants, stretching out his collar to get a little extra air.
"Oh yeah," says a familiar voice from the doorway, "Dad's definitely going to kill you, Brian."
Brian turns around, his heart racing, seeing Meg Griffin standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with her arms crossed.
"M-Meg! I ah... I just... I was just..."
"Fucking my mom, Brian?"
"I...n-no! No, I was just uh..."
"Brian... I saw everything. In fact, I watched."
"You... watched? Meg, I don't... understand."
"What I don't understand, Brian... is how you could take advantage of my drunk mother. Everyone knows, Brian. Everyone knows you love her." Meg's voice is different. It's not her usual teenage-angst and innocent girly tone. Meg is working on blackmail.
Meg and Brian sit in the living room, Brian being a nervous wreck and Meg looking indifferent, if anything, lethargic.
"S-so um... can we maybe keep this between us?" Brian asks, smiling sheepishly and stretching his collar.
"Brian... remember when we dated for a while..."
"Meg, we never really uh... "Do you. Remember when. We dated?" Meg said, sounding a bit cross.
"Yeah, yeah of course," Brian says, nervously.
"When I had you tied up? When I took off all my clothes?"
"Y-yeah..."
"Brian... I want you to fuck me."
"Meg... I..."
"Fuck me, Brian... or I'll tell Dad what you did to Mom," Meg says, "I will tell, and you will never see another inch of Lois' body. You will never drink another flask of bourbon and you'll never write another shitty novel."
"Shitty? Come on, I'm a very good..."
"Fuck me, Brian... and make it good."
Brian looked into the eyes of a teenage girl he thought he knew. Looking past the rounded lenses and into her eyes, he could see a girl gone mad with jealousy.
Looking over Meg's body, he didn't see anything wrong, he just didn't connect with her that way. But would he risk his freedom and friendship all because of what he did to Lois? It wasn't a risk Brian was willing to take.
"Okay... I'll do whatever you want, Meg." "Good... do exactly as I say, Brian. Good dog."