I get really kinky with fiancé...and his dog.
by RodgertheDodger (Annerogerduncan@sti.net)

Story Code: M/F, Best, consensual

It became routine for us: weekends on his boat...we would meet on an early Friday afternoon, climb aboard and spend the weekend on the sea. Sometimes we would go to Catalina Island, other times up the coast to a private lagoon...plenty of sun, getting brown...lying naked on the deck...then loving and relaxing...holding and kissing. Plenty of sex...sex...SEX! My body parts ached...in part for him and in part from over-use. It was idyllic and nothing in my life had been so good.

This particular Friday I was late for our weekend...I ran up the dock to his boat. He was waiting and smiling. He held my hand as I leaped aboard and sat on the back of the boat. He brought me the usual martini...it was the start of our joyful weekend. "I've got a little surprise," he said. I looked up, clicked glasses, sipped my martini...ate one of the two olives. Then I looked over at my lover as we disembarked and he drove us away from the dock.

A beautiful red setter trotted up to me and licked my hand. What a beautiful animal I thought. I guessed this was my surprise. "He's a special dog," he said. I patted his beautiful head and he licked my hand again with his very long tongue. "He's part of our weekend this weekend," lover said with a laugh. I laughed too...the air was cooling...my martini needed refilling and was and he and I sat for a few moments before he returned to the helm and guided us out to sea.

Things were good for me; life was good; life was clean and fresh. The air cooled me. The red setter leaped up beside me and rested his head on my lap...we were partners on our voyage. What I didn't know was that it was a very unusual voyage we were on this weekend when I would learn all sorts of new things of which I had never dreamed...of things that if my family knew they would die; of things that brought new feelings in my life. We went to a quiet lagoon not far from our docking point, dropped anchor and sat swaying in a gentle sea watching the sun set...all the beautiful colors and plenty of gin in our martinis. I was in love...we were in love. I was very happy and contented. The beautiful red setter was resting on my lap as we watched the sun go down. "What a pretty dog," I told my fiancé. And we rested together in the twilight.

Later, below decks, we listened to the waters lapping against the sides of the boat, had our usual vaginal and then anal sex...I had totally adjusted and loved the feelings of his cock in my bottom, fingers playing with my cunt...both bottom and front in a joint pleasure as he kissed my neck and, with his free hand, petted me up and down my spine. I came to love this kind of sex. And then we slept the most peaceful sleep. I felt the bed move during the night...Our beautiful doggie had joined us on the bed and I went back to sleep.

The next morning was overcast but then the sun came out...it was fresh and clear and beautiful. We had breakfast...and a breakfast martini; then did a little 'after breakfast' kissing and hugging and went out on the deck for our usual nude sun bathing. I lay there on the bedding in the open on my stomach. He patted my bottom. I smiled and relaxed. He kissed my neck and rubbed my back...fingers playing down my spine...I flexed and felt a growing wetness as I did whenever his erotic fingers played on my skin. Then we both rested. One more martini 'for the road...or in this case...'for the boat!'

I dozed off in the beauty of the morning, the liquor making my head swim. Then, suddenly, there was a pushing against my bottom. It was the dog that came in for a sniff I guessed. He must have gotten the scent from my arousal after my spine had been massaged. I pushed away at him with my hand which moved him away. I rested again. Then there was another nudging at my bottom where my legs joined.

I didn't know what to do but looked to my fiancé, lying naked next to me. His eyes were open and he was smiling, almost laughing. "I'm not the only one who thinks you're sweet," he said. I was disgusted. Not a dog I thought. Another nudging on my bottom and I pushed him away saying: "No! Down dog!" I guessed the dog didn't speak English as there was yet another push at my bottom. And this time a cold nose right between my ass cheeks, on my ass, sending a shock through me. My God, I thought, what was happening? The cold nose and then a tongue licked my bottom. And then licked again.

I looked over at fiancé..."He must like your scent," he said. Fiancé had this wicked smile. He was not being helpful and I wondered. And then another cold nose probe, this time pushing my legs apart followed by a lick of that long wet tongue. It felt good on me. I liked that cold nose on my clit. I rested, thinking, who would know except fiancé, who was sitting up now. Then another nose, nosing me, nosing my legs apart. This dog was not going away and then that tongue licking. I knew I was getting wet again after our morning session below decks. It was wrong. So very wrong and it also felt wonderful. We were animals, this pretty dog and me, and we were both getting hot just now in the early morning on the undulating peaceful sea. I heard gulls and listened to the sound of the waves gentling the boat. And then again, that insinuating nose, pressing against my cunt with another lick. It was making me hot and wet and the fact it was so disgusting only aroused me more and...honestly... I was lifting and opening myself a little for another lascivious lick...which came! We were very private, just the three of us. Fiancé's hand on my back now, caressing as I lifted. "Nice doggie," he said, "are you making my Sherry hot? I'm jealous of that long tongue." He laughed. "Come on Sherry. Lift a little more. It's not nice to tease an animal." It was all too much for me. His hand rubbing my back and that long tongue. God damn it all...I was enjoying it!

It was naughty and wrong but I was aroused by the scene and the innocent dog with the delicious probing tongue and nose. I opened my legs and lifted my butt and then another lick...and more. I was lifting to the licking and ashamed. My face was red. My fiancé continued stroking my back which always made me hot. I felt wet and the wetness of the doggie's tongue...I was getting hot and needed release as the dog, jumped on the lounge and kept at me. My body now in full anxiety, seeking release, and the incessant tongue, my fiancé's permission for his animal act and I had a release of my body in wonderful waves washing over me brought forth by this licking tongue and the nose at my butt hole. I was building to a real orgasm and arched my back, opening my body. The dog urgently licking, bringing me off, and I murmuring: "okay, okay...Oh God!...OKAY!" I grunted my little grunts, one more wonderful lick and I collapsed on the lounge. Grabbing fiancé's hand...holding him...ashamed and also very hot.

I rested again as fiancé petted me down. "Did you like my surprise?" he asked. I looked at him and smiled. It wasn't the only surprise I was to have that weekend...no sir..it was just the beginning of that outing, on the boat on the sea in our private lagoon with my new friend. It was so delightful to be naughty and private. I shivered, pulled my legs together, got a pat and feel on my butt, a finger slding into my wetness and went to sleep enjoying the warmth of the sun on my naked body.

Later we had lunch and sat and talked. "A dog?" I asked. "Well, no one will ever know. Didn't it feel good?" he asked. I nodded. "It was a turn on for me to watch him lick you and make you come," he said. I wanted to please him. He was nice to me. We had lunch and went below for some really hot sex...that dog and my first "doggie" orgasm in my mind...and another nap. In my dreams I realized my feelings were more intense with dog licking than they were with the usual anal intercourse. I didn't know what that was all about. It was just something I was feeling and that happened. There was more to come, too.

Then it was afternoon and more martini time. Time to cuddle and watch the sunset which we did. One martini, two olives...another martini and more olives...dinner could wait...the sky was turning into beautiful reds and oranges and we sat on the seats at the back of the boat.

Here came doggie...he trotted right up to me and began to nuzzle...I petted his head and tickled his ears...he muzzled again. "Open your legs, Sherry, he wants another taste." he said. I looked at him like he was a man from Mars and shook my head. "He just wants another lick, or two, or maybe three. What's the harm?" I was amazed as he brought me my third martini leaned in for a wet kiss...put his hand between my legs...motioning them apart, which, of course, I did for him and then I felt another long tongue on my cunt.

My mind shouted "NO" and my body said: "YES" It was a warm feeling lick...from my bottom to my clitoris which also was thrilled to say "YES" My mind was out numbered...two "yesses" and one "no" and then there was the "yes" from fiancé. I left my legs open, drank my third martini, watched the sky turn into beautiful colors and was licked again. I lifted this time. The tongue spread my cunt lips. I was getting quickly wet. I couldn't believe what was happening. And, also, how good it felt to be licked by a very long hot tongue. He had beautiful sad eyes and I played with his long ears. Then I started to have shivers. My body wanted, needed, more and I scooted down.

"Sherry," he said. "Get down on your knees and lean against the seat. Put your bottom in the air and lift it up." I was in my fiancé's power and control and did as I was told. My bottom in the air and my knees on the ground...my body resting on the seat. I felt this nice red setter put his paws on either side of my waist...I don't know if I was drunk or hot or both but I wanted to see what was going to happen...to feel what was going to happen. I felt a slapping against my bottom from some wet thing. I reached back to realize it was dog's cock. I felt his paws grip me at the waist and then he poked my leg...it hurt...he poked again...it hurt again...he poked again and I said "No" but the third poke entered my cunt...it slipped inside! I said "NO" again but his cock thrust into me...deep...I said "no" very quietly...it was the last thing I said before I cried out for the dog to "fuck me...fuck me!" and fiancé was rubbing my spine again...I was in his control and pulsing... lifting my bottom for each thrust and my body was hot and pulsing...I had no breath and gripped the pillows on the seat and lifted again for more thrusting as the dog was frantic and making me come...better than did fiancé...which I could never tell him...I lifted and enjoyed and we were two animals in lust and thrusting together and I released on this hot thrusting cock and released again as I felt the dog cum in me in hot jets and then was finished with me. I rested there and got back my breath as fiancé continued his fingers on my spine. Finally he lifted me up and kissed me and said: "What a turn on it was to see you climax on the doggie cock, Sherry. You are beautiful and I love you." I kissed him and held him and didn't know where we were going from there. As it turned out we weren't going very far. Later, we agreed to get married and then things went bad. He drove me, without telling me why, to his lawyer's office. We sat there and I was told by his lawyer that there must be a pre-nuptial agreement in order for us to get married. I was insulted. Either we were equal partners in life or we weren't going to be partners at all. I stormed out of the office...fiancé tried to convince me. I was adamant. He tried to drive me to Las Vegas to get married without a pre-nup. I refused. That was the end...a bitter end, but with certain wildly erotic memories.

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