A five years ago I was living alone in London. I had a good income and no-one to spend it on but me. I had a small circle of friends and we used to go clubbing on a Saturday night but for the rest of week I was pretty much on my own. So I got myself a dog.
Now I could have bought a rare breed pedigree for a ridiculous amount of money but instead I went to the local dog’s home and found a mutt. She was an adult bitch of middle size, about waist height when I am kneeling down, and she was well found and fit with a short coat and the sort of face you love right away. She also had the best temperament of any dog I have ever met. I paid my money and took her home.
The first clue that something hadn’t been quite right in her past came a few weeks later. I was sitting at home, watching a really ultra hardcore porno film provided by a mate who is a continental lorry driver. Being alone and with all the doors locked, I was naked on the sofa, masturbating idly as I watched the filth unfold. My dog, whom I named Izzy, for reasons which escape me, was lying a little distance away minding her own business. As the film progressed I got more and more worked up until finally I was wanking madly and I moaned out loud.
Izzy, hearing my moan, stood and wandered over. She stood by me and watched as I kept on wanking. After all, I wasn’t embarrassed about doing it in front of a dog. Suddenly, as my precum began to ooze, she moved forward and began licking the head of my cock. I was surprised, even shocked, but I was too far gone to stop. As I came, spurting over her mouth and tongue, she went wild, lapping at me and gently nibbling my cock. It felt incredible! I slowed down my hand and squeezed out the last dregs of my cum as Izzy lapped up every drop. After I had finished and there was nothing lef... Læs hele novellen
