#118, Girl's story: On hot afternoons we'd let the dogs stay inside, and one such afternoon I actually happened to be all by myself, which was an unusual occurrence all on its own. Cheesers had a very wolf-like habit of wanting to lick people's faces (it's a feeding/dominance behavior among wolves), and sometimes I'd indulge him, letting him "kiss" me on the mouth. In an experimental mood, I started licking him back on his muzzle, and soon we were sharing some very French doggy kisses.

I couldn't believe how excited it got me. I could feel my pussy juices just starting to flow, and my nipples were like rocks under my shirt. It was a real turn on, feeling his soft, scratchy tongue against mine, lapping at my lips and the roof of my mouth, even the feel of the inside of his mouth against my tongue, how soft the skin of his lips was. It was a surprisingly sensual moment. And of course, I lifted my skirt up over my thighs and plunged my fingers between my cunt lips and started working on my clit, which was also rock-hard and throbbing. (I've never been a fan of wearing underwear).

Buster had been lying on the floor at my feet, and as Cheesers & I "kissed" each other, Cheesers was obviously having a pretty darn good
time as far as Buster was concerned, so he finally got up to see what we were doing. He had his nose right at my crotch, so I pulled my
dripping fingers out of my hole and offered them to him. He began licking my pussy-juices off of my hand, and I spread my legs in front
of him. He could smell where those tasty juices were coming from, and he took the initiative to start licking my pussy. I almost stood up on
the chair, it felt so good. I can't describe the pleasure that coursed through me as his warm tongue lapped over my pussy lips, pushing
between them so insistently, licking my juices from the source, his tongue pushing back the hood on my clit, the roughness of it just
teasing me so thoroughly. He settled right into it, too, without stopping for a moment. I just sat there in ecstasy, Cheesers' tongue
in my mouth and Buster's tongue in my cunt. Buster's tongue would even curl slightly so he could actually get it pretty deep inside me,
pulling that much more cum from inside me.

I probably had 3 or 4 heavy orgasms, and he didn't stop til his tongue wore out. I would have liked to reciprocate in some way, but
because both of them were neutered, I didn't think either would even know what I'd be trying to do if I attempted to blow them. And after
that time, I never really had another opportunity to be alone with them. O well. Eventually I'll be able to buy a house w/a yard. Maybe
some horse property...

True story!

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Allow me to be the first to holler bullshit on this one.

So what, you don't think people take the phrase 'puppy love' seriously?

If you would like to write to me my yahoo email is Midnitroze1@yahoo.com. I would love to tell you about the most incredible times I have had with my black lab.

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