That made me look back to her again. She had a mischievous smile on her face as she stared into my wide open eyes. My mouth gaped in shock as well, realizing the meaning of her statement.
“Oh don’t look so surprised my dear. Can’t a woman like me enjoy exactly what you’re enjoying right now? After all you know what you’re doing is morally frowned upon by society not to mention against the law. But doesn’t that make it just that much more thrilling? Knowing you’re being bad but it feels SO good, doesn’t that add to the pleasure?” she leaned forward bringing her face nearer to mine and lowering her voice, “Admit it, this is the best sex you’ve ever had. I’ll bet no man has ever made you cum as hard as you just did or as many times with his cock stuck in you. Speaking of cocks, I don’t think a man can compare his cock to Max’s. Eight thick inches in front of his knot plus another three inches if you include it, what man do you know could rival that?”
Helen sat back and let me absorb that for a moment then continued, “If I had gotten the message from my two timing husband yesterday afternoon, you might have caught me in this same position. However my phone had died so I didn’t get it until late last night after I charged it and even though I’ve been missing Max’s beautiful cock with Henry around so much lately, I decided to wait until this morning to come home. Then I saw the note on the counter about you coming over to take care of Max…”
“Your husband is cheating on you?” I asked interrupting her story.
She gave me a queer look then said, “What did he tell you? He had to go to Vegas on business to meet a client or something?”
“Actually it was Palm Springs. He said his partner was sick and he had to meet a client,” I replied sheepishly, “He said that…AAAAAHHHHHH!”
I was cut off by another orgasm that had crept up on me and that Max released by tugging again. And once again I was in the throes of ecstasy in front of Helen. The violent rhythmic contractions drained my strength and I just wanted to lie down but with Max’s knot firmly in place that wasn’t possible…or so I thought.
“You poor girl, you look exhausted. Let me show you what I do when Max and I are gonna be tied for a long time,” she said as she stood up beside Max and me.
Helen instructed me to have Max lie down and to follow him down so that I would be lying on my side on the mat. I did what she said and Max laid down. I had another minor orgasm during the process and all I wanted was to curl up and sleep but Helen was right there watching. She was about to sit back down on the lounge when she stopped and removed her sun dress. Her body was incredibly toned. She looked like a sculpture of the ‘perfect female form’ standing before me. No expense was spared on cosmetic surgery, tanning salons, laser hair removal and gym memberships, that’s for sure. She was gorgeous. My pussy inadvertently reacted to seeing her naked and clenched Max’s spitting member tightly, causing him to whimper.
She sat on the lounge and spread her legs and I could see her wet sex open like a bright pink flower. She was obviously turned on by what she had witnessed so far and began to slowly circle her erect clit with a manicured finger.
“You two look so fucking hot! You’re making me very horny. I was hoping to come home and have some fun with Max but you beat me to it. Now I’ll have to wait until you’re done and he’s ready to go again. I’m surprised you didn’t let him tongue you more. He’s really good at that,” she said as a soft moan escaped her ruby red lips.
“How long have you been watching me?” I asked feeling my heart racing again.
“Ever since you sat down right here and Max came up to you for attention,” she replied with a smile.
“Why didn’t you say something earlier? Why did you wait until Max…Well you know…”
“Why did I wait until you were tied? Because it turned me on to see another woman being fucked by Max. I’ve owned him since he was a pup. I raised him, showed him, studded him out and even trained him to fuck me so he’s never been with any other woman. When I saw your positive reaction to him licking your breast and then you let him continue, I thought I’d let nature take its course.”
I could feel Max’s knot beginning to shrink and although I was embarrassed being on display like I was, I didn’t want the wonderful sensations to end. Max was getting restless too. He lifted his hind leg and began licking the union of our bodies and when his tongue swept over my rigid clit I lost my mind. I was cumming again and I lifted my leg to give him better access to my throbbing clit. My convulsing pussy made Max whine as he continued to lick then his knot popped out of me along with his cock and what looked like a gallon of dog cum. I just laid there trembling as he finished cleaning himself then went to get a drink of water. Helen helped me to the lounge with my towel on it and I laid there for a moment with my legs spread wide and my feet on the ground, panting as dog cum oozed out of me.
Helen’s warm hands moved up my thighs then her tongue pushed into my dripping pussy. I wanted to protest but I didn’t have the energy and she was doing a wonderful job of cleaning the cum leaking from my sore pussy. Her long silky black hair draped over my right thigh as her hand caressed my left, purring softly while her tongue washed over my quivering flesh. It wasn’t long before she brought me to orgasm once more.
“Oh yes…yes…YES! Mmmmmmmmmmm,” I moaned bucking my hips into her mouth.
It wasn’t as violent as the orgasms I had earlier but it was pleasant. I drifted back to earth to her soft kisses on my puffy outer lips. My eyes were closed enjoying her gentle touch. I had experimented with women in high school and again in college but in general, I preferred men. Now it seemed I like canines as well.
“I was planning on spending the weekend with my girl friends, women I’ve known for years, decades in some cases, but none of them know my secret about me and Max,” Helen said between kisses placed on my pussy, “I was always afraid to tell them, afraid of what they’d think of me, of what they’d say but now you’ve experienced what I have. You know what it’s like to give yourself to Max and the pleasure it brings. I think that’s the real reason I didn’t confront you when I first saw you and Max together. I wanted someone to share my secret with who has experienced this kind of taboo sex and enjoyed it. I felt very alone until now.”
I listened to her confession with my eyes still closed. She was right; there is a feeling of loneliness and isolation when engaged in something like bestiality. You can’t tell just anyone that you have sex with dogs. Helen started to circle my clit again with the tip of her tongue when she roughly poked it into me. When she moaned I opened my eyes.
Max was on her back, gripping her waist and trying to find her pussy with his probing penis. I watched in wonder at this beautiful older woman, face down between my legs with her dog trying to fuck her. Helen arched her back slightly and Max found what he was looking for. She let out a deep groan as Max started humping away then her lips latched onto my clit, sucking it into her mouth. I was on a new ride to heaven, but Helen couldn’t maintain her concentration on me with Max fucking her so to my disappointment she released my throbbing clit.
“OH Fuck me Max…Fuck momma good! Oooooooo…Yes, that’s a good boy. Shove that big hard cock into momma’s pussy,” Helen cried as I watched.
Helen held onto the lounge and thrust back into Max. Her frantic movements combined with Max’s shook the lounge violently. I could see Helen staring at me as she moaned, her face contorting in pleasure with each hammering stroke that Max made.
“Mmmmmmm…That’s it baby, put you’re your knot in me. Oh…Oh…YES, it’s in me…it’s in me…AAAAHHHHHHHHHH,” she cried as her orgasm took hold.
I felt my pussy tingling as I too began to cum. I had been fingering myself and didn’t even realize it. I watched as Max laid his head on Helen’s shoulder while filling her with his cum and I knew exactly what she was experiencing at that very moment. The pulsing of his cock, the feel of his hot cum shooting into her pussy and the pressure of his swollen knot sealing her opening, were all happening as her body was wracked with orgasmic tremors. At that moment I felt a bond with Helen, a woman I hardly knew, that was totally unique. A bond only women who have experienced canine sex could possibly know. I placed one hand on her cheek and the other hand petted Max’s head. I had made two new friends and that’s how I first met Max and Helen.
***
I sat in Helen’s kitchen, watching her make us some sandwiches while she explained her current situation with her husband Henry. She was still naked as was I but the feelings of embarrassment were gone for the most part. I was only half listening to her tale as my mind was still grappling with what had transpired in the last hour. First thing was that I had sex with Max, her champion German Sheppard, and really enjoyed it. Then Helen came home and caught me still tied with Max. I could feel my heart race as I relived that moment. Finally after Max was done with me, Helen sucked his cum from my pussy while Max fucked her. Now my pussy was getting wet again as that image played in my mind’s eye. I found myself staring at Helen’s firm ass and muscular legs as she stood at the sink. I could see a thin line of milky liquid making its way down her inner thigh and I was transfixed.
“Sandy!”
Helen’s voice snapped me out of my trance.
“What? Sorry I was day dreaming,” I replied, tearing my gaze from her legs.
“I said did you want tomato on your sandwich? Are you alright? You look a little punchy,” she said looking over her shoulder at me.
“I’m ok…Yes, tomato is fine.”
But I wasn’t ok. I was in turmoil. The moral dilemma of having sex with an animal was gnawing at me. I didn’t feel bad about fucking Max, in fact I loved it but everything I knew told me I should be disgusted. No one was being hurt and Max even seemed to enjoy having sex with me and Helen. And he was very good at it, but a normal person doesn’t do this kind of thing. Am I a freak, a pervert? Will this make me a social outcast? Before I could continue my emotional rollercoaster of societal judgment, Helen set a plate with a turkey and avocado sandwich in front of me along with a glass of wine.
“Eat up…You’re gonna need your strength!” she said with a devious smile.
She finished her tale about her marital situation and to make a long story short, if Henry divorces her before his parents die, he won’t get a cent of their enormous estate. If he waits until they pass, he’ll at least get to keep half of his multimillion dollar inheritance. It seems they had taken a liking to Helen from the start. So he pretends to be faithful and she acts like she doesn’t know about his infidelity. Either way, she stands to get a fortune.
We moved out to pool side once we finished lunch with a fresh bottle of wine to lay out to improve our tans. At some point I must have dozed off because when I awoke, one of the pool shades was protecting me from the afternoon sun. Helen must have moved it before she went…where? I looked around and didn’t see her or Max who had been lying in the shade near her lounge. It was then I heard a muffled voice coming from the pool house. I got up and quietly moved to one of the louvered windows.
Helen was reclined on a low couch with a pillow under her ass and her legs drawn up to her chest, her forearms behind her knees keeping her legs spread wide. Max stood before her lapping away at her exposed, wet sex. Her moans and words of encouragement let me know she was thoroughly enjoying Max’s attention. I watched her squeeze her breasts and pinch her rock hard nipples as she praised her lover.
“Mmmmmm…good boy Max, lick momma’s pussy. Oooooo…Ya get that wonderful tongue deep inside. Oh that’s it…right there…yes…yes…AAAAAHHHHHHH!” she cried when an orgasm took hold of her.
Max made her cum several times and she praised him during the intervals, but what she would say next caught me off guard.
“You need a better taste of Sandy’s pussy. She’s delicious. I want to get more of that pussy myself.”
I was shocked. I didn’t know what to think at that moment but my body did. I could feel a tremor race through me. My fingers had found my aching clit. Helen’s words, as shocking as they were, struck a chord in me and I wanted to let loose my building orgasm but I resisted the temptation. I bit my lower lip and willed myself not to cum. I shuddered in silence but didn’t slip over the edge.
Helen finally pushed Max away from her tender pussy and patted her flat stomach, trying to get him to mount her. Her feet went to the floor and she kept talking to him in a soft tone until he complied with her wishes. Max’s huge front paws came to rest on the seat cushion flanking Helen’s big boobs. She brought her legs up along his furry sides and used her feet to coax him forward. I could see his thick red cock glistening as it protruded a couple inches from its protective sheath. My mouth began to water when I saw the clear liquid squirt from the tip in anticipation of fucking his mistress. The tip touched Helen’s stiff clit and she gasped. She rocked her hips up slightly, giving Max a better angle. I never thought that it would be possible to do it missionary style with a dog but once again I was showing my ignorance. Helen had obviously perfected her techniques with Max.
“OH GOD baby, you’re so big!” where her words as Max’s cock slid inside her.
Max’s hips went from a slow probing motion to a blur as he drove into Helen’s pussy. Her arms stroked the fur at his neck while her legs locked around his back. Helen must not have been satisfied with her earlier encounter when she was licking me clean from my first experience with Max. He did manage to tie with her then but it only lasted a couple minutes; unlike mine which went well over a quarter hour.
“Ooooooo…Baby…aaaaaahhhhh YES! Fuck momma good. Mmmmmmm…Ah…Ah yes…Ugh!”
When I heard her grunt I knew Max had forced his swelling knot passed her tight entrance. Her body shook as she moaned in ecstasy. Max’s thrusts subsided to the occasional sporadic push and he would shift his stance from time to time. Helen was mumbling incoherently in a low voice and I couldn’t make out her words but she was clearly in the grip of a powerful orgasm. I could see her firm thighs quivering and her brightly painted toes curl and flex. She was in heaven.
Once Max was confident he would be tied to his mistress for a while, he became restless. Helen was just coming down from her orgasm and noticed him shifting his stance more frequently. She gave him a quick kiss on the muzzle and rubbed his ears then she released her legs and placed her feet back on the floor.
“Go on baby, turn around,” she said giving his head a push.
Max climbed off the couch and stood between Helen’s spread legs with his ass pressed to her distended pussy lips, filling her with his hot seed. She groaned deeply, fondling her breasts while Max’s knot put pressure on her G spot. I could tell she was building up to another monumental release. Her fingers rolled her rigid nipples, pinching them tightly. Her heels lifted up until only her toes touched the slate floor. I could hear her breathing coming in raspy gasps and her legs began to shake. She made a quiet whimper then the flood gates opened.
“OH MY GOD!” she cried, franticly bucked her hips.
She was being washed away on a sea of pleasure. My breathing had shortened as well and I felt as if I might join her in rapturous release even though I wasn’t touching myself. Just the sight and sounds were erotic enough to draw me to the brink. I looked back to Helen when her moans died down and she was looking right at me. I don’t know why I felt embarrassed but my cheeks got hot as I flushed red. I guess I felt she would be upset that I invaded her privacy but the big smile on Helen’s face told me just the opposite. She waved for me to join her.
I opened the French doors and entered behind her. Helen’s long dark hair flowed over the back of the couch and almost touched the floor. I walked around until I was standing near Max who was panting and wagging his tail at my approached.
“I was wondering when you’d come in. Did you enjoy the show?” she asked with a mischievous grin.
She knew I was watching but didn’t make a move to tell me. She must have liked being the object of my voyeurism. I smiled and nodded but didn’t answer. My eyes were focused on her bulging vulva. I couldn’t see what I looked like when tied to Max but now I could get a pretty good idea what it might have looked like seeing Helen like this. Her bright pink inner lips were flared out from the huge ball of dog flesh lodged inside her sex. Her clit stood out proudly from its hood and glistened from Max’s saliva.
Max bought me back to the present when his broad wet tongue ran up the length of my dripping vagina. My knees wobbled and my legs felt like they were made of rubber as he continued to lap at my abundant juices. I looked back to Helen who was smiling like the cat who just ate the canary; again a felt a flush of embarrassment.
“Pull up that chair and let Max work his magic,” she said motioning toward a nearby Adirondack.
I did as she asked and moved the chair in front of Max. I settled into the soft cushion and waited.
“Put your legs over the arms so Max can get at your pussy,” Helen ordered as if a bit annoyed at my ignorance.
I leaned back and threw my legs over the wooden arms of the chair, scooting my rear to the edge of the seat. Max took it from there, stabbing his hot tongue into my wet valley. In seconds I came. I was so turned on from what I had witnessed that it didn’t take much to push me over the precipice. I heard Helen cry out as she joined me in orgasm. Max had moved forward to get better access to me and that sent her on an orgasmic journey. We wailed and squirmed, writhing in pleasure connected by a beautiful dog servicing us both. The sexual energy seemed to flow between us with Max as the conduit.
Max kept us cumming for nearly half an hour. We alternated in our orgasms. Helen would cum from Max’s throbbing knot and her fingering of her sensitive clit while I watched, then Max’s tongue would touch off a new explosion within me and she’d get a show. It was incredible. When Max finally pulled free of Helen, he went off to clean himself, leaving us panting and sweaty, covered in his cum and saliva.
Helen finally stood and moved to my side, taking my hand and encouraging me to follow her.
“Let’s go for a swim,” she said looking down at the trail of milky liquid leading back to the couch, “We both need to cool off and clean up.”
We laughed as we walked hand in hand to the pool. We swam and talked, made out or just held each other for the rest of the afternoon. Helen asked me to stay the night with her which I did. It was the most wonderful day and night of my life.
Our friendship grew over the years after I graduated from college and moved away. I would visit my parents a couple times a year, always making time to see Helen. She and Henry eventually divorced but she got the house and enough in the settlement to never have to work again. Max passed away at the age of ten and we both were very sad but Helen did manage to get one of his grand children; a beautiful male she named Max junior. She also has a Great Dane named Goliath who truly lives up to his name. He is huge. The first time he bred me, we were tied for forty minutes. I came so much I passed out at one point.
With my busy schedule and all the travel I do for work, having a dog of my own just wouldn’t be right so I’m limited to my visits with Helen to satisfy my canine needs. She is still my only serious bisexual partner as I only date men from time to time and only when I’m truly hard up for cock. I’m working on getting transferred to my companies’ San Diego office so I’ll be closer to Helen, Goliath and of course Max junior. I’m so glad for that fateful day I first met Max and Helen, it changed my life.