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M/dog F/dog zoo/best

Dog's Body
by: Stasya T. Canine
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It's like life.  You know.  All confused.  Chaotic.  Disconnected. One
thing doesn't always lead to the next.

Still, when I look back at it all and make a list, one thing really does
lead to the next.

Am I making sense yet?

Hello?

Take that day hike in the mountains that Jupiter and I were going to do. 
Grab the dog, the day pack, jump in whatever car is handy and has enough
gas to go anywhere--and just go.  There are miles and miles of mountain
roads and hiking trails that are almost in my back yard.

We never made it.

We never got in the car.  I was closing the trunk when I heard "Blam!
Thunka-thunka-thunka..."  By the time I turned around a car had pulled off
the road and stopped in front of our driveway.  I sighed and went to take
a look.  The nearest flat repair place was miles away so it wasn't unusual
for folks with problems to stop and ask for help.

By the time I'd made the long trek down the driveway this woman had her
trunk open and was digging out the jack.  Before I could say anything her
dog came out of the window and took off to go greet Jupiter.

She looked up in time to see the vanishing act and then she just looked at
me.  "He's friendly.  Yours?"

"He'll be ok as long as yours doesn't try to start anything. We're both
used to strangers stopping.  Need some help with that?" The way I figured
it, get her on her way as soon as possible and we'd still have plenty of
time for our hike.

"Sure."  She handed me the lug wrench.  "I'll set the jack while you get
the tire ready to remove."

I smiled to myself.  She seemed a little frustrated and definitely in a
hurry.  I popped the hubcap and loosened the nuts while she placed the
jack and started the long process of raising the car.

I wasn't really paying much attention to what the dogs were doing until I
felt a nose touch my rear.  I flinched and then realized a set of legs was
grabbing hold and they weren't the legs I was used to.

"Sam!  Knock it off!"  She was yelling at her dog and I surprised a wry
smile on her lips.  "Sometimes he gets carried away and thinks anything
low enough is his to screw.  Sorry."

I chuckled.  "I don't need to ask if he's neutered or not.  Hate to
disappoint him but the nearest bitch is miles from here.  When the wind's
right, my guy goes crazy."

She bent down and finished raising her car.  "This seems like a nice area
to live.  A friend of mine was telling me about how he lived near the
mountains in this area.  I've sorta made a hobby of coming up this way
every month or so to see if I can figure out where he lives.  Kinda like
to surprise him.  So far I haven't been able to add all the clues up and
find him."

I finished removing the nuts and removed the blown tire.  When she started
to get up I shrugged.  "I'll get the new one.  I'm closer anyway.  Don't
mind helping out.  Happens a lot out here."  I grabbed the good one and
set it on the ground.  After I put the old one in the trunk I rolled the
good tire over and settled so I could mount it.  "Lots of us out here are
loners but we all tend to keep an eye on each other.  Like it that way. 
Few more minutes and you would have had to do this by yourself.  We were
headed out for a day hike. Habit made me see if whoever had the problem
needed help."

I chuckled.  "Unless you know some details, one place pretty much looks
like another out here.  Not surprised you've had trouble finding this
friend of yours.  It can take some luck if all you have is a general
description of the guy's place."  I spun the nuts on and turned. "You can
set it down so I can tighten them."

"Hmmm?  Oh.  Ok."  She didn't move.  "Actually, Tomsdog, I was about ready
to give up for today."  Her lips quirked.  "I think I had some of that
luck you mentioned.  But the detail I had to work with was a tendency to
automatically help folks with problems."  She held out a hand.  "Hi.  I'm
'Dogsbody'."

I gaped at first and then shook my head.  "I thought I'd been general
enough so nobody could find me.  Yeah.  I'm 'Tomsdog'.  I don't admit that
to just anyone who blows a tire in my driveway but I think I can trust
you."  I reached out and took her hand.  "I never thought you'd take that
invitation seriously."

She smiled.  "Tell you about it after we get my car taken care of. That's
if you want to hear it?"

I shrugged and turned back to her wheel.  As I tightened the nuts, I
grunted in between efforts to snug things. "I told you.  A couple of years
ago.  That I'd always.  Have time.  For you."  I tapped the hubcap back. 
"There, that does it."

By the time I was done she'd pulled the jack and tossed it back in her
trunk.  "The wrench."  I handed it to her and she closed the lid.

I stood and brushed the dust off my clothes.  "Anywhere.  Plenty of places
in the shade.  Pick one.  I'll meet you at the porch."

She nodded and got in.  As soon as the car started Sam ran over and led
her up the driveway.  Jupiter joined him and they led us in. The dogs, the
car and then me trudging along last.

* * *

I leaned on the porch railing and watched our dogs escort him up the
driveway.  'Jolene, you took a hell of a risk when you called him by his
net name and then used yours.  What if you'd guessed wrong?'  I berated
myself for that impulsive act.  'Yes, but it worked.  Maybe it's time
something went right.'

'Maybe', the cynical part of me answered.  I stifled the cynic with a well
chosen response.  'Shut up.  He kept his promise.  That's more than I've
had out of a lot of other men under a lot less pressure.'

When he reached his porch I smiled and held out my hand again. "Sorry.  It
wasn't a very nice thing to do.  Can we start over?  I'm Jolene and I've
spent a lot of time trying to find you."

"Jolene."  It rolled off his tongue and he smiled.  "Somehow, it seems to
fit you.  Sorry I don't have a fancy name I can share in return.  I'm
Tom."  I blinked in surprise.  That wasn't the way most people reacted to
my name.

His lips quirked and then he took my hand and raised it to his lips and
lightly kissed it.  He looked into my eyes and I almost didn't hear his
next comment.  "Do we really need to start over?  Be a shame to waste all
those years of getting to know each other."

'Careful!'  The warning signals were going off.  'Fool!  He already knows
the worst.  Now tell him the rest of the story.  Don't blow it!'

I took a deep breath and looked at him.  "Ok.  In that case, there are
several reasons I made a special effort to find you.  We've both pretty
much given up on making any special efforts to go looking for someone to
share our lives with.  I never thought it would happen, but for various
reasons, I found myself available and thinking of an old, cynical friend."
 His hand started to tremble in mine.  I looked away and then back.  "I'm
over twenty one, available, and willing to work damn hard to see if we can
make a relationship work.  You interested?"

One part of me was upset about how crudely I'd expressed my desires. The
other part was calm and insisting that it was the only way that would
work.  I hoped that second part was right.

* * *

"I'm dreaming this.  Right?"  Jolene shook her head in denial.  It wasn't
a dream.

"Come on in.  I think we're going to be talking about things we don't want
the wind to hear."  She smiled slightly as she nodded emphatically.  I let
go of her hand, walked up the steps and opened the door for her.  I
shrugged when she looked at me.  "Cluttered and comfortable.  I didn't
know I'd be having company."

"Oh, there's a dog door.  You worried about Sam?"

She nodded.  "I don't usually let him run out of my sight."

I nodded.  "The back yard is fenced.  I can close the gate and once I
block the dog door in the front door, unless he's a jumper, he won't be
able to get out."  I smiled wryly.  "Jupiter won't mind having some
company so I imagine they'll settle in ok."

She nodded and turned to call Sam.  Jupiter followed him as they bounced
up the steps.  Once they were in the house I locked the main dog door.  As
we walked through the kitchen I offered her something to drink.

"Water or soda.  I may be driving later."  I noted her careful use of
'may' but said nothing.  My long ago offer had included letting her stay
as long as she wished.

I headed for the back door.  "Check out the fridge while I go close the
gate."

When I got back from closing the gate she was standing on the back porch
and had a bemused look on her face.  "Tom?  I always thought you were
kidding."

"Kidding?  Oh.  The porch."  I couldn't help my grin.  "And you never
wondered about all the details I was able to supply?  The fence is solid
and taller than average.  It would take an aerial look to see it so I
never worried about describing it."

I went back in, grabbed a glass of water and then came out and settled in
one of the chairs.  "Where do we go from here?  I know 'Dogsbody'.  Sounds
like she's had an interesting life recently. We've talked about the
possibility of getting together but now that you're here, how do we try
and make it work?"

I sighed and looked into my glass and whispered:  "To be blunt about it,
how do we handle the sexual parts?  Are we going to be 'just friends'? 
You know that isn't what I want."

She walked to the edge of the porch and was silent for a long time as she
watched the dogs play with each other.  Without turning around, she
finally spoke.

"I wasn't lying when I said I was comfortably settled and happy.  I had a
steady lover and I have Sam.  Was a good life for years.

"Then I found the net and had a chance to learn there are others like me.

"I met you during the euphoria stage.  Funny how we both seemed so settled
and comfortable back then.  Only problem is, by discovering others, it
messed up what I had.  Got me thinking about if I could finally do better.
 Find someone who could deal with Sam and the fact I let him make love to
me.

"He's my lover and a close companion.  I got the rest from my human lover.

"At least that's what I told myself all those years.

"Then, slowly, that connection that my lover and I had started to vanish. 
I started feeling that I wasn't able to give him what he really needed. 
At the same time, I knew I would always have to hide from him.  He still
doesn't know the real reason I gently eased him out of my life.  'The
spark is gone'.

"I couldn't bring myself to tell him why.

"Why have I spent a lot of time looking for you?

"I could give you all sorts of excuses and reasons."

I could see her shoulders shift as she took a deep breath.  "I'll make it
simple.  Even though we've only had words before this, I like to feel we
have some sort of 'connection' that makes us right for each other."

"Do we?"  She turned to face me and I could see tears running down her
cheeks.  "Or have I been dreaming it all?"

I couldn't help my rueful chuckle.  "What's it been?  Three, maybe four
years that we've been visiting online?"

She nodded slowly.  "Almost four."

I walked over and leaned on the porch railing and watched the dogs for a
bit.  "Almost four years we've visited and told each other our most
private sexual desires and actions.  Not many of us left from that long
ago.  You know most of my online contacts rarely last a year, let alone
this long."

I turned back to face her and smiled a bit sadly as I held out my arms in
invitation.  "Yeah.  There's a 'connection'.  Shall we see if it survives
reality?"

She must have heard my bitterness because she looked at me rather oddly
before she nestled into our first hug and kiss.

* * *

'Shall we see if it survives reality?'  I paused and studied his face. 
The bitterness he put in such simple words.  Where did it come from? 
Still, he was willing to hold me.  To welcome me.

I leaned into him and felt his arms gently enfold me.  It seemed so
natural when our lips met.

Can you call it a kiss when two people just let themselves touch each
other and their lips just make contact without doing more?  How long did
we stand there in that gentle cuddle?

Why does it matter so much to me?  Why can't I remember how long that
first kiss lasted?

I search within.  My heart flutters in a way I've never felt. Dimly, I
hear the sounds of our dogs playing together.

Dogs.  Us.  Together.

That's it.  Tom is the first person I've met who's like me. *Totally* like
me.  He lets his dog love him.  Just as I let mine love me.

Completely.

Memories surface and I push us gently apart.  His arms loosen without
hesitation.  He willingly grants me my freedom.  Instantly.

That's another difference.  My last and, it shames me to admit it, only
lover, never granted me that freedom so quickly.

I look into eyes that question, and I smile.  I feel him relax and then
tense slightly as my hands go to his chest and begin unbuttoning his
shirt.  "We already know our desires.  We're both nudists.  Is there any
point in hiding from each other when we already know so much?"

His hands fumble at my blouse.  "I'm not going to be very good at this. 
It's been a lot of years.  And that was the failed relationship that led
to me becoming..."  I felt his hands pause and begin to tremble. "A man
who loves male dogs.  But, I still dream and wonder if I can really love a
woman."

His voice turns musing as his hands start moving again.  "I wonder if I
remember how?"

Now, it's my own turn to hesitate.  "Tom?"  I struggle and then give up
and lean against him.  "I have enough experience for both of us. More than
enough.  Too much.  Maybe that's how come I couldn't completely love the
man I was with.  I've never looked directly at the fact that because I let
myself be with so many men, I turned to Sam for any *real* love I needed."

"Oh?"  It's a quiet request for more.

I wrap my arms around him and place my cheek against his chest.  "My job. 
I've never told anyone.  I didn't think it would matter if we met.  It
does matter."

Are those tears making it hard for me to see?  I wipe at my eyes and my
vision clears.

I look up and see him watching me.  He bends down to lightly kiss me and
then pulls away and smiles.  "Any woman, unless she's a virgin, is going
to be more experienced than I am.  It doesn't bother me."

"No, Tom.  That's not it.  It's *how* I gained that experience."  I can't
look at his questioning eyes.  I bend my head and whisper. "I'm a porn
star.  I make adult movies."

He surprises me by laughing.  "That's it? From the way you were shivering,
I thought you were going to tell me you've been a prostitute.  Even that
wouldn't matter to me."

I feel his hand at my chin and he lifts my head so he can look into my
eyes.  I see mirth.  I see acceptance.  "Are you good at it?"  His hand
drops to lightly touch my bra before it slides lower and around to my
back.

That question brings a wry smile to my lips.  "Good enough.  I could
retire and never have to work again, if I wanted to.  And for being
inexperienced, your hand certainly knows how to move in the right ways."

He blushes but doesn't move his hand.  "I...  I read a lot and dream. 
I've made the moves so many times in my dreams that I did it without
thinking.  I'm sorry"

I can't stop my own blush.  "Don't be.  You moved from your heart. That's
what I need right now.  Truth.  No acting.  No matter what, no acting."

He starts laughing and pulls me to him.  "You really are a bitch, aren't
you?"

I stiffen in momentary anger before I remember who I am with.  For people
like us, calling a woman a 'bitch' is the highest compliment we can give. 
"I guess I am.  May I be bitch to your dog?"

He shivers and without really thinking, I hug him.  His words are soft. 
"Not yet.  Soon.  This is too sudden.  I need some time."

I don't bother to hide my frustrated sigh.  "I'm ready.  I'll be ready."

"Fair enough."  His hands begin fumbling at my bra and then I feel it
loosen.  When he shifts to my pants I shiver and go back to undressing
him.  Our movements are slow but eventually, inevitably, we stand before
each other, naked.

Not surprisingly, the dogs have noticed and come over to investigate. 
Their arousal is unmistakable, as is their urgency.

We look at the dogs, then each other--and start laughing.  Tom says it
first:  "Kind of hard to hide things with them around, isn't it?"

I look at his crotch and see his penis stiffening.  Jupiter is playfully
nudging him from behind.

Sam has given up nudging me and has settled on his haunches in front of
me.  Since I haven't pushed him away, he's leaned forward and is licking
at my own crotch.  I look down and then back up at Tom. "Pretty obvious
aren't we?  Do you mind if he and I?..."

That gets a smile in addition to the laughter.  He gestures grandly. "Pick
a place."  As he walks towards an old couch, Jupiter is getting more
insistent and starts trying to mount him.

I wonder to myself, 'Is that what Sam and I look like?'

I know how quickly an experienced dog can mount and tie.  Still, when I
see it happen in front of me for the first time, it amazes me.

Tom dropped to his knees and began to bend forward.  Before he completed
the motion, Jupiter realized that this was for real and mounted Tom.  A
quick shift of his hind feet and before I could see what happened, he'd
found his position, thrust forward, and tied.

The actress in me chuckled.  'Not very photogenic.  But, they are for
real, not acting.'

In that same spirit of whimsy, I took a chance and settled on the couch
next to Tom.  Jupiter glanced at me but otherwise ignored what I was
doing.  I looked down and saw Tom looking at me.  "Do you mind?"

He reached back and began playing with himself before he answered. "Nope. 
I'm going to be too busy to care."  I watched as his eyes grew distant
before he closed them and moaned in pleasure.

I leaned back.  "Sam.  Up!"  He lifted his nose from my crotch. "Come on. 
Do it."  I crooned at him.  That was all he needed.  He ignored the action
next to us and straddled me as I spread for him and shifted forward so he
had a clear target.

With practiced ease, he hunched and slid into me.  I reached and pulled
him against me.  No point in risking that the jouncing next to us would
accidentally pull us apart.

That was when I realized what had just happened.  For one of the few times
in our lives, Sam and I could take our time.  I closed my eyes and savored
that suddenly discovered freedom to be what I really was without having to
worry about hiding it.

* * *

After all these years, I'd figured I'd be body shy in front of a woman.  I
didn't have the time to get that far.  The dogs noticed we were naked and
immediately came over to check us out.  Since Jolene and I were so busy
laughing at them and didn't try to stop them, they decided that it was
time to get serious.  Jupiter made it clear that I was being far too slow
to suit him.  When I looked over at Jolene, Sam was settled with his nose
in her crotch and was obviously enjoying what he was tasting.

She asked if I would be bothered if she and her dog made love to each
other.  Since Jupiter was doing his best to knock me over, all I could do
was shrug and tell her anything was fine with me.

As I got nearer to the couch Jupiter's urgency increased.  Since we were
close enough, as his weight hit my back, I let myself fall forward. 
Before I could get fully settled he'd mounted and slid home.  A few tugs
convinced him he really was tied and then he collapsed on top of me. 
Idly, I wondered if his urgency was because of Jolene's obvious arousal. 
It didn't matter.  With his knot inside me and pleasurably tugging,
thoughts of Jolene were fading and being replaced by my lust.

Before I could get comfortable and start masturbating, I felt the couch
settle.  Surprised, I turned my head and saw a wall of flesh. I managed to
look up into Jolene's eyes.  'Do you mind?'.  She sounded a bit unsure of
her welcome.

I'd never tried to carry on a conversation with Jupiter on my back and I
was surprised at how much effort it took to gather in enough air so I
could talk.  A particularly pleasurable tug distracted me and I started
masturbating before I remembered I had company.

I slowed a bit and managed to gasp out.  "Nope.  I'm too busy to care." 
With that I went back to taking care of myself and Jupiter.

I heard "Sam! Do it! and then the couch shifted slightly.  Since it didn't
concern me or Jupiter, I went back to our own pleasures.

As usual, it didn't take long for me to reach my orgasm.  I was startled
out of my usual afterglow when I realized there were *two* furry legs
against my left side instead of one.

Memory returned and with it the realization that Jolene was there.

I turned my head and tried a tentative smile.  "Jolene?"

Her eyes snapped open and I could see horror before she realized where she
was.  "It's Tom.  You ok?"

She managed to focus.  "I'm fine.  I forgot where I was and thought my
worst nightmare had happened."  Her chest did interesting things as she
took a deep breath.

"Ok."  I chuckled as I thought about how we'd appear to anyone watching. 
"It's going to be a bit before Jupiter softens.  Until then, all I can do
is wait.  Hope you don't mind the view."

She blushed all over.  "No...  I kind of like the view.  Sam and I can
pull apart but it's nice to be able to wait until he softens and
withdraws.  We don't get to do that very often."

She rushed on.  "I knew it was fast but when Jupiter mounted you, the tie
was so quick I almost missed it.  It sure is different to see it happen."

I felt her hand touch me and hesitate.  "I've always wondered...  Is it ok
if I feel the two of you?"

That surprised me.  Finally I shrugged mentally.  "I can't do much about
it if you did.  I'm not going to risk injuring either of us by trying to
get away.  Sure, go ahead."  It was sheer perversity that made me make ask
my question.  "Do I get to feel you and Sam?"

I felt her hand clench slightly and then relax.  "It's a fair question
isn't it?"  She finally laughed softly.  "I don't know why I was
surprised.  I get felt up all the time when I'm being filmed."  I heard
her inhale and then exhale slowly.  "I've always been private about Sam. 
If I'm this curious about you and Jupiter, you have to be as curious about
us.  Ok, go ahead."  I felt her hand go limp. "After all, I got to watch
Jupiter mount you and you weren't able to watch Sam mount me.  I owe you."

We looked at each other and laughed.  I said it for both of us.  "We know
so much about each other and yet so little.  I've always wanted to be able
to see a woman make love to a dog and be able to be right there so I could
explore as they did it.  Never thought I'd be tied to Jupiter when it
happened."

She laughed even harder.  "I always thought that any guy I met would be
busy watching me and Sam.  Not so involved with getting screwed by his own
dog that he'd tell me 'I'm too busy to care' when I asked if he'd be
bothered if Sam and I went at it."

She reached down and helped me untangle my left arm so I could shift and
feel where she and Sam were joined.  Once she had my hand placed she
reached back to me and followed my spine until she reached our junction. 
I felt a finger gently probe and I pushed back in an automatic reaction.

Expertly, she worked at me before she pulled away.

Tentatively, I probed at her and Sam.  "Lightly.  I'm pretty sensitive
right now."

I eased up and settled for letting my hand rest on her thigh.  "Good
enough?"

"Yes."  She closed her eyes and relaxed.
---

Stasya T. Canine
June 11, 2001

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