I was eager to get my dog before she changed her mind so I started researching breeds. I still wanted to be a dog trainer so I wanted something easy to train and one that you could use for a variety of things. I chose a golden retriever and started searching for available puppies. Unfortunately they were fairly pricey for a good one. To pricey for my aunt's taste and way out of my savings range.
I settled in for what could be a long wait. In the meantime I hadn't tried to get my aunt in my pants again but my mind was always plotting. The new me was conniving and I liked it. Sarah and I was still friends and still hanging out. I had got her into coming over more because I knew my aunt wasn't going to say anything about what had happened now after what she had done. I thought about and they both had treated me pretty much the same.
That got me thinking maybe Sarah needed some payback as well. Although we didn't get very far as far as I could remember she wasn't doing a bad job at eating my pussy. She could be my practice girl. Kind of seemed like that might have been what I was to her that one day. I thought about ways I could manipulate her or seduce her then turn it around putting it on her.
I hadn't put together a detailed plan but the opportunity came up on Saturday when my aunt had something come up that would have her out of the house for most of the day. I invited Sarah over right after my aunt left. After she got here I made sure to conveniently mention that we would have the house to ourselves for the next several hours. We messed around and ended up in my room listening to music.
We were being stupid and dancing around. Where we were in front of my dresser it was a clear view into my bathroom so to start off first thing I did was to excuse myself and go use the bathroom but leaving the door open. After I peed I watched out of the corner of my eye until I saw her looking my way before I stood up making sure she got a glance at my pussy while I was pulling my pants up.
After that I was trying to figure out my next move when while chatting she mentioned something about a new show she was watching and how it had a really cute girl in it. I asked her how she first knew that she was into girls. That started a conversation and I continue to ask her questions like how old she was when she knew. Nothing hinting too much that I might be into girls but enough to get her into thinking about girls. After a while the conversation drifted to a different subject.
I didn't want to try to steer it back and make things look suspicious so we just hung out and goofed around. She asked if we had anything to drink so I told her yeah let me go grab something. I got us a couple sodas. When she opened hers it sprayed out on her a little bit. That gave me an idea. I waited a while and then when she wasn't looking I clumsily spilled mine on my lap. I let out a little scream just in time for her her to turn and see it dump in my lap then fall to the floor spilling on my carpet.
I jumped up and picked it up quickly but of course the damage was already done. There was a spill on my carpet and my pants looked like I had peed myself. I quickly acted paniced as I pushed my pants and panties to my ankles and sit on the floor with my legs spread fumbling to get them the rest of the way off. once I did I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I came back and hopped down on my hands and knees on the floor and proceeded to try and dry up the wet spot.
I made sure my butt was facing her and she would have a good view of my pussy. After I spent as much time as I thought I could drying it I got up and then bent over picking up my pants. I took them and the towel and threw them in my dirty clothes. She asked if there was anything she could do to help. I told her she could get in that top drawer and find me a pair of panties While I bent over next to her digging in the bottom drawer for a pair of pants. I tried to give her a good view of my butt.
She fished around in my panties asking if there was any certain kind I wanted? I told her I didn't care just pick a cute pair. I came over and helped picking up a pair and asking what she thought of them. She said she wasn't sure so I stood next to her and held them up across the front of me. she pulled out a pair and said I think I like these better. I took them and then held them up in front of me. She said yeah I like those better. I asked so go with these or should I let you look more. She giggled and said those will be fine.
I sat on the edge of my bed making sure to spread my legs before putting them on. I asked her are you sure these are the ones as I gave a little twirl. She said yes those are fine. I flopped down on my bed and started looking for where I put the pants down. I saw them up further on the bed so I rolled over and started to reach for them. When I rolled back over with them in my hand she was taking her pants off and crawling onto my bed.
This teasing her into making a move on me was fun and kind of a turn-on. She crawled up on top of me kissing me and pushing her boobs against mine. we kissed several times then she sat up on top of me taking her shirt and bra off. I sat up as much as I could with her on me and she helped me take mine off. We laid back down and kissed some more while rubbing our boobs together. Before long I could feel her pressing her pussy against mine. I tried to reposition so it would be easier for her but instead she rolled off of me and told me to take my panties off as she took hers off. I waited for her to help me with mine.
Now we were both naked and she sat up next to me spreading me legs apart. I didn't resist and I didn't protest as she lowered her face towards my pussy and put one of her legs over me and lowered her pussy towards my face. She was tonguing mine before hers got close enough so I reached up and pulled her down until her pussy found my tongue.
We licked and tongued each other and it was about the funnest thing I had ever done. She had a cute pussy and I explored every bit of it. She had a little clit like I did and when I sucked it she really squirmed. I still wasn't ready to admit I was into girls but I sure could see why a girl would be. We worked each other up and I thought it would just be a matter of time before I got off but before I could she got off.
I don't mean she had an orgasm I mean she got off of me. I wasn't sure why because I didn't think she had an orgasm either. She crawled down next to me and told me to lay on my side and put my leg in the air. I was trying to figure out exactly what she meant when she positioned herself in sort of the same way facing the opposite direction and had her pussy pushed up against mine.
She then held my leg and wiggled around which made our pussies rub together. I tried to do the same thing. With us both squirming around and how wet we both were our pussies were gliding all over the other's. It was more than enough for me and I got off really hard against her and letting my pussy cum all over hers. It only took her a couple more minutes until she returned the favor and I felt her pussy quivering against mine.
OMG I was about ready to tell this girl I loved her but I bit my tongue. Once she finished she turned around and crawled up laying half next to me and half on me asking me how that felt? I told her it was a lot of fun and she said I love making straight girls cum. We laid there and she slowly and gently teased my pussy with her fingers. After a while she was full on finger fucking me and I was pushing myself into her over and over. After a minute I couldn't help myself but to rub my clit and I quickly got off again.
Once I did I told her we better get dressed we didn't want to get caught again. We got up and got dressed and as she acted as happy as could be I tried to act a little less enthusiastic to try and make it like maybe I had regrets. After we were dressed we went down and found something to eat. She asked when my aunt was getting home and I told her anytime so she said she had better leave before she did.
Perfect, use me then leave. After she left I seriously started reconsidering this whole liking girls thing. I drug the carpet shampoo thingy up to my room and cleaned my soda spill then laid on bed thinking. I thought about Sarah and what my aunt had said about when people found out. Then I thought about my aunt. I didn't really know her before coming here. I think I might have met her twice before.
I started wondering about her and why she had done what she had with me. It was obvious she liked girls but I wondered if she only liked girls. Maybe that's how she knew how the other students would treat me. I wondered about how she was when she was my age. I wondered if when she was teaching me about myself if it had something to do with her wanting to touch me or watch me touching myself.
I had a new fascination of trying to understand why people close to me made the decisions they did. Maybe I was trying to figure them out to figure out my own or what mine should be. Maybe I was trying to make it into something other then the simple fact that I was trying to learn how to use manipulation. I was starting to think in every relationship of whatever kind that there was always a user and someone being used. I would rather be the user.
One day my aunt called and said she found a dog that I might consider. I was so excited but she said it wasn't really what I had been wanting. I was pretty bummed out then but willing to hear about it. I wanted an AKC registered golden retriever puppy. That's what I had my heart set on. I'd even already picked out a name for her.
She told me it had the AKC registration but everything else was wrong. Ugh, I thought. She went on telling me he... He. I thought. ugh again... was a chocolate labrador retriever. I liked chocolate lol. Still a retriever and a lab is almost the same. Well except for the looks a little bit. Then the worst part he wasn't a puppy but a half grown wild child. I was so looking forwards to the puppy months. Having a dog from the start not a second hand dog that had bad behaviors.
But I thought about it and it was a dog. It could be my dog. My very own dog and if I wanted to train dogs what would be better then getting one that was already behind on training. A good project dog for me. I could make him into a perfect dog. She asked if I wanted to set up a day and time to see him. I asked her who has him and have you seen him? She said it was someone from her work and she was looking at him right now.
I was losing my mind at the idea that she found me a dog and after the initial disappointment I had came to realize he might be the perfect dog. I told her I didn't even need to see him if she could just bring him home today. She said she would see and we said our goodbyes. I was a nervous wreck waiting for her to get home and see if she had him. I was watching out the window when she pulled in and made it into the garage before she even got out of the car or got the garage door closed.
I could see him sitting in the seat looking out the window before I made it to the car. Once the door shut I opened the car door and scooped him up. He wasn't quite a puppy. Well more like a big puppy but at least I could still carry him. I hurried and got him inside the house and put him down on the living room floor and I was down on the floor with him. He was wagging his tail and licking my face. Oh he was perfect. He was mine. And I was in love.
We spent the rest of the day playing together and he slept in my bed with me that night. I woke up the next morning relieved that it all hadn't been a dream. It wasn't a dream but he was a dream come true. Before I even changed out of my pajamas I took him outside to use the bathroom. He seemed to already be house broke but honestly I hadn't really even given him a chance to have an accident. I was on top of his training from the start.
It was Friday so I had to go to school. Yes I tried to get my aunt to let me stay home but she said no. I spend as much time with him as I could even skipping breakfast but I finally had to leave. After seeing him and how pretty of a milk chocolate color he was I had decided on the name Hershey. So with utter sorrow I told Hershey goodbye and went to school.
I couldn't wait to get home the whole day and I couldn't concentrate on anything at school that day. Thankfully I didn't have any tests. I ate lunch with Sarah and told her all about him. 3:10 finally came and I couldn't get home fast enough. I hurried and let Hershey out of the garage. Oh no he had made a couple of messes so after taking him outside I hurried and cleaned everything up before my aunt got home and saw.
We had a lazy evening together just hanging out. He was already following me everywhere. The next morning my aunt took me shopping. I had to get him a crate to sleep in when I wasn't home. And he needed a collar and leash and I wanted to stock up on toys for him. Unfortunately I found out dog supplies are rather expensive. Crates are super expensive. I couldn't stand the idea of putting him in one of the recommended size so I only bought him one toy and had my aunt help me get the largest crate available.
First day shopping and I was running up a tab already. I also needed my aunt to pay for his food and water bowls and a big bag of food. I don't think she minded because she saw how happy I was but I still wanted to be responsible for his expenses so I was determined to pay her back.
Between taking care of Hershey and taking any side work I could find to pay for stuff for him it was consuming all my free time. It probably took me 3 months until I was out of debt with my aunt and had enough money to keep ahead of his needs. Training was going great. When I first got him he was a terror on leash but I'd even got that corrected. He was actually a breeze to train. Mostly because of what breed he was but I'd like to think part of it was because he loved me so much.
One day I'd like to think he wanted to show me just how much he did love me. We were home alone and hanging out in my room watching TV when I got up and went to use the bathroom. I didn't bother closing the door and by the time I got done peeing he had come to find me. When I stood up I wiped my pussy and when I turned to throw the toilet paper away he poked his nose right into her pussy.
I wasn't expecting it so it made me jump. That scared him and he backed away. I didn't want to make him feel bad so I called him back. I just wanted him to know I wasn't mad but I guess he took it as what he had done was okay because before I got my pants up he tried to find my pussy again. I suddenly started having flashbacks to the times I had had with Daisy and her licking my pussy back in the day.
I was suddenly overwhelmed with emotions and I broke down crying. I couldn't help it and I couldn't stop. I don't even remember making my way back to my bed but I found myself lying in my bed blubbering. He was so confused and I suspect very concerned about me. He was snuggled up to me licking my face like he was trying to tell me everything would be fine.
I laid there and cried for probably at least a half an hour but he never left me and he never gave up trying to cheer me up. It finally passed and I got my shit together. I couldn't change the past and I wouldn't ever forget Daisy but I had to try to move on. I still missed her but now I had Hershey to take care of and I know Daisy would have understood.
It was two days later right after I got home from school that he tried it again. This time I went and locked my bedroom door. Taking my pants and panties off I laid naked spread out on the floor and that was the first day that Hershey showed me how much he loved me by licking my pussy until I had two orgasms. He was a natural with his tongue and we spent many afternoons before my aunt got home with his tongue in my pussy.
We experimented with different positions. I also experimented with training him when it was appropriate and when it wasn't. Now these were some of my favorite days. I loved my new best friend and I knew he loved me.
Speaking of friends Sarah and I were still friends and still hanging out. Every now and again I'd try to get her worked up or tease her a little one way or another.
I was so busy at home with Hershey and he was keeping me pretty satisfied that I hadn't pursued anything with her lately. We still occasionally had conversations that included sex and stuff. I think she was still hoping that I had decided to really get into being with girls especially getting into being with her. But I always played hard to get but never gave her the idea that nothing would ever happen between us again. I guess I was also being a tease.
I was at her house once when her parents were gone but her sister was home. When her sister went to her room and closed her door we went to Sarah's room. She didn't come right out and say it but I could tell she was hinting that she wanted to do something. I was kind of hinting no way because we weren't alone. She hinted some more and in a roundabout way asked if I would ever want to do anything with her again. I told her I didn't mind her doing something with me but I wasn't sure about me doing something with her.
I mostly wanted to see if she would want to pleasure me if she didn't get anything in return. I knew she was fine with that idea when she asked me to shut her door and lock it. As soon as I did she caught me from behind pushing me against the door and kissing me on the back of the neck and behind my ear. I could feel her hands find my butt and then fondling it. She reached around me unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans then sliding them down to my ankles.
I got one shoe kicked off and that foot out of my pants and panties but before I got the other shoe off she had my butt spread open and was licking my butthole and trying to reach my pussy. I learned against her door steadying myself and then stood with my feet as far apart as I could. She sat on the floor between my legs underneath me and shoved her tongue up into me.
I don't know if she was getting any other pussy but she sure was working mine like she wasn't. Before long I was trying to squat down to get more of her tongue inside me and wiggling around immensely enjoying what she was doing to me. When I got so weak in the knees that I thought I was going to fall on top of her I laid down on the floor and let her continue until she made me cum.
Once I got through it I put my pants back on and my shoe. She never attempted to get me to do anything to her and I could tell she was very pleased that she got to get me off. After that we hung out for a while just being silly teenage girls. When I had to leave I did make sure that she knew I appreciated what she had done. I loved how that worked out but honestly I wanted so bad to taste here pussy again. One day I would let her convince me to have my way with her.
I was still very involved with training Hershey. I had read everything I could find on dog training and had bought a couple DVDs and watched them. We had enrolled in and completed a local puppy training class. It wasn't so much that he needed the training but I wanted to see what was involved and study the trainers and their techniques.
The reason I wanted an AKC registered dog was to go through some of their programs or get active in some of their events. We got into the canine good citizen classes and took the test and he passed and got his certification. That was a huge day for us and I was very proud of him. My aunt was very proud of me and I think she really started believing that I had real goals with this dog training stuff.
As she had helped me get into the dog walking and dog sitting business she started looking into getting me some dog training gigs. I started off slow with puppy training and basic obedience. It was great that I had Hershey to be an example. It started out slow but I would be driving really soon and that would really help.
I was really happy with how things were going and I was thinking my aunt had done so much for me I wanted to pay her back. I knew how I wanted to but I was afraid. I was afraid that would be a bad decision. Our relationship had healed and we were as close as ever but I was afraid trying anything would reopen a wound.
Over the next couple weeks I took things very slow and at first I wanted to see if she would show any interest in me. I wasn't sure how to go about that. The first idea I came up with was to be naked and act like I was getting dressed after a shower when she got home. I knew if I was going to be naked I would have to put Hershey in his crate and when she came in and saw him in there she would come up to check if I was home. I would leave my door open and if I stood in the right spot I could put my makeup mirror on my dresser and position myself to have my back to the door but be able to see in the mirror what her reaction to seeing me was.
Besides having to stand in my room in the same spot for like 20 minutes the plan worked perfectly and I definitely caught her taking a minute to stare at me. That was a good sign. I wasn't sure what to do next. I thought maybe I'd be sleeping naked when she came home but I could peek and see what she did. The only problem was she would be wondering why I was in bed sleeping in the afternoon and without any clothes on.
Then I thought maybe I could let her catch me masturbating. Only problem was we hadn't talked about anything like that in a while and that might be too much. I'd have to think about it more. It wasn't the worst idea. I was still trying to come up with some kind of good plan. The next Saturday morning after I woke up I went to let Hershey out and heard her shower turned on. I imagined her naked taking a shower. I really didn't know what I was going to do but I hurried and took Hershey outside to use the bathroom and then I put him back in his crate.
I went to her room and I could still hear the shower running. Her door was shut so I quietly and slowly opened it enough to see inside. Her bathroom door was open and her bedroom was laid out so from the bathroom you couldn't see her door. I was winging it at this point and nervous as hell but determined. I quietly waited until I heard the water shut off and her get out of the shower. I stood with the door in my hand like I was just walking in and waited a few seconds to see if she came out or stayed in the bathroom.
After like a half a minute I made my way across her room and pretended I was just looking for her as I called her name and stepped into the doorway. I caught her by surprise as she was wrapping a towel around her hair. I quickly said oh I'm sorry I didn't know. She cut me off saying it's OK, what did you need? I said um, um, I don't remember. She looked at me and I said I forgotten how beautiful you really were. I can't remember what I was going to ask you now.
She stood there not saying a thing or doing a thing. I paniced and turned and walked out. Before I got to the door I thought what the hell am I doing? I'm blowing my opportunity. I took a deep breath and started getting out of my closes as fast as I could. I hadn't seen any clothes in her bathroom so I stood just outside of her doorway just out of site. I stood there with one hand on my pussy and waited for her.
A few seconds later she came out and stopped in her tracks when she saw me there. I saw her looking me up and down and we were both standing naked when she said we can't be doing this. We shouldn't... It was too late now. I started touching myself and she was looking so I took the few steps it took to be face to face with her. I reached out taking her hand and as I said no we shouldn't be but...
At that moment I placed her hand against my pussy then let go. When she didn't pull it away I let my hand find her pussy. She didn't move her hand away but she didn't move it at all. I started moving mine trying to get my finger inside her. I got it in her but before I could do very much more she pulled away from me and went and sat on her bed. She put her hand on the bed next to her patting it. Showing me she wanted me to come and sit down.
I didn't want to come and sit down. I didn't want to talk. I grabbed my clothes, went back to my room threw them on the floor and then got in bed under the covers and cried. She came in a few minutes later and sat on my bed and started to talk. I turned away from her still crying as she tried to explain to me that we couldn't. How it was wrong. How she could get into a lot of trouble and how I could be taken away.
She asked me to try to understand and to try to stop crying. She was dressed now and I thought she would know I wasn't but maybe not. Maybe not until she pulled my blanket partially back to lay beside me. She laid down and slid up behind me holding me. She asked if I understood? I told no I didn't. I understood what she was saying but it wasn't anything we hadn't already done and how was anyone ever going to know?
She asked wouldn't I rather find someone my own age? Someone I could build something with? I asked ya and then what? The whole world would know. How do think that would be? I pleaded with her and I cried. I had felt so courageous with her earlier. So confident that it didn't even feel like me and now look at my desperation. I rolled over facing her and told her I'd be fine and asked her to leave so I could be alone.
Well that was a huge fail. I spent the rest of the day trying to avoid her and like many times that would come when I was feeling down I threw myself at Hershey and his training. We spent half of the rest of the day in the backyard. I avoided dinner that night and went to bed early. Early enough that I woke up at about midnight. I was still feeling so bad that I let Hershey get under the covers and lick my pussy.
That was the first time I had let him do that with my aunt in the house. I knew there would be no chance of her still being awake or waking up and catching us but knowing she was there seemed to add some excitement. After he made me cum he then came up and snuggled with me. I felt a lot better and fell back to sleep. I spent the next few weeks mostly trying to avoid her and trying to find more free time with Hershey.
He was always happy to get between my legs whenever I wanted him to. I started feeling guilty and even though I knew he was enjoying it I felt bad that he wasn't getting anything out of the deal. The first chance I had a few hours alone with him I decided to see if there was something I could do for him. After he ate my pussy I played with his dick. That was a learning experience. I had no idea about a dog's penis, or it's knot. I definitely had no idea about how long and how much they would cum.
The first time it was super weird but then I started becoming fascinated with it. I was masturbating him almost as often as he was making me cum. I started getting used to how fast he would start cumming and for how long it lasted. From start to finish took longer with him then it took me with him making me cum. It was also amazing how much he did cum. The first time he got it all over my floor.
After that I had an old quilt in my closet that I'd spread out on the floor for him to stand on. That worked good as long as he stayed on it which meant for like 20 minutes give or take. A couple of times he tried to walk around and got off of it. He was so ridiculous when he tried to walk when his dick was still hard. It would hang between his legs swinging back and forth and getting in the way. It was almost like he was walking bow legged.
A couple times I tried to hold his dick above or in a glass so he could cum in it and not make a mess anywhere. Of course curiosity often got to me and eventually I had to taste it. The first time it was a small taste. Soon it ended up me drinking it all down. I mean it saved me a trip to the bathroom to pour it out. It didn't taste bad. It didn't really have much of a taste but there was an aftertaste.
I was working with a few clients and one had an Aussie that with some of my help passed his canine good citizen test. The lady was wanting to get into therapy work with him. I hadn't done much therapy dog training and a lot of it she either needed to or wanted to do herself. Not really do all the training but go through the certification classes and then she'd need to test with him.
I decided Hershey and I would go through everything with her. She would pay all my fees then pay me to work with her and her dog at her home too. I had finally got my driver's license so it shouldn't be a problem and since I had been taking Hershey with me a lot when I
went places I figured out there would be a benefit for us in those classes.
Here therapy dogs didn't have the same privileges as a service dog but most places didn't know the difference in the two or didn't know the laws. Service dogs were the ones that where allowed to go in business. Therapy dogs weren't but most businesses would let them and not say anything. Especially if it was a dog in training. If I had Hershey in the program I could use a vest with the patches legally and with that I could start taking him in places with me instead of leaving him in the car.
Besides the experience and the money that made it worth it to me. I was also working with a client that was doing agility courses with her dog. That was a lot of fun too. I wanted to get some of the obstacle course equipment but it was rather expensive. I found some used equipment that was affordable but some of it needed some serious repairs. Stuff that I couldn't do.
I got lucky when Sarah's dad said most of it would be easy fixes. It would have taken me awhile to save up enough money to pay him then buy the supplies too fix up the stuff I could do. Sarah and I was still good friends so she was willing to help me and work on her dad to help on the cheep if I would do something for her.
She had me over a barrel or more accurately spread open over her and her spread open with me tasting her pussy. I had still let her do things to me a couple times but now she had me where she wanted me and that was me pleasuring her too. She drove a hard bargain and I had no choice. LOL that's what I let her think but honestly she had the cutest pussy and it tasted so sweet I couldn't wait to be forced into this position.
Her dad didn't have unlimited free time so he could only work on things when he could find time to. It probably took four or five weeks just to get what he was working on done. Then she helped me at my house for two or three more weeks. We probably fooled around together at least four or five times maybe a couple more than that.
I learned a little more about being fingered and fingering a girl. Before that I'd only ever had one finger in me at a time. I learned that when we started it could be a little unpleasant with one finger if she was being a little rough but with enough foreplay I could end up taking two fingers inside me and being fingered pretty hard by them. My favorite was me on my knees and squatting with her having two fingers inside me and me holding her hand while I experimented with bouncing up and down against her hand or working my hips so I was going back and forth on her hand.
Another thing I really liked was when I got on my hands and knees or even better elbows and knees and she ate my pussy like that. She would really spread me open and I was surprised that it seemed like in that position she could get her tongue the deepest inside me. It also gave me lots of options on how I could move around on her tongue.
After the last time we did stuff together I had been thinking there was no way she was coming up with this stuff as she went. She was too good and knew too many things. I thought she must have had experience elsewhere so I asked her. It was just a simple question and something I was curious about but maybe I shouldn't have asked. She told me she had been with three girls. Then she named two of them.
They were girls from school. I was shocked because it was two I would have never suspected. They seemed to be really straight. That was my first thought but then my second was pure fright. She had just outed two girls to me. What if she was outing me to them or anyone else. I actually felt like I was breaking out then I cold sweat and panic took over. Holy shit I was about to have a full on panic attack.
Everything my aunt had warned me about was running through my head. I could hear her voice and her saying them in my head. I guess there was no hiding it because she knew there was something going on and asked me. I figured I wasn't going to be able to hide it and I didn't know if denying it was going to be any help. I just told her my fears. She assured me that she had never told anyone and that she never would. She had always known how worried I was about that and she had remembered me telling her about what my aunt had said.
I hoped that she was telling me the truth and that I could trust her. Honestly it had me shaken up for days but then I figured out the reality was it was out of my control. I had to trust her and hope she was telling me the truth. I thought about talking to my aunt about it but then thought against it. She might have been able to help but not without me giving her too much information. She had warned me and I didn't want her to think that I disregarded things she told me.
I had my agility course up and running. I had it set up in our backyard so it was a lot smaller area and the obstacles were closer together then they would be in an official course and I was missing a couple things but it looked really cool and was good for practice. I worked with Hershey on it some but my client had a border collie and his time always smoked Hershey's. It was something fun for me and him to do but I knew he would never be competitive at that.
My other client with the therapy in training aussie had went about as far as we could together. She didn't need my services anymore so I lost her but I picked up some more dog walking gigs. Surprisingly if you we're selective and searched hard enough you could find some clients that paid really well. That's what I focused on.
Hershey and I was closer than ever. We ran the obstacle course quite a bit just for fun and although at the time I didn't know if I would actually get him registered as a therapy dog but I did have the paperwork and vest so when I went places I could take him with me. It was awesome for working on his socialization skills. We were still playing at home when we got the chance. He ate my pussy a lot different than Sarah did but I really enjoyed him and he could always make me cum at least once and sometimes a couple of times.
I was still relieving him most times when we played. And I had become accustomed to drinking his sperm. Often I wondered what it would be like to put him in my mouth but with what had happened to me when I was younger I was having trouble with that. Then again I had trouble when I first started playing with him too.
I was getting pretty mature and I had a few boys chase me at school. I often thought that at some point I would start dating and have relationships like everyone else did. I couldn't say that I really liked boys though. Part of it was because I knew how men were. They always seemed abusive and just not good. The boys my age seemed really immature, selfish and stupid. I couldn't see that they had anything to offer me besides sex and I can't say I enjoyed the thought of a penis.
I had a little trouble with Hershey in the beginning but a dog's penis was so different. It didn't look anything like a person's. It didn't feel like a person's and it was very different when it came to about everything it did. I remember the first few times I touched it. From it going from nothing but fur covered to it being pink and sticking halfway out. Then in no time it would be completely out and starting to swell up in the back. It would continue to swell until it was a large lump and then he would start coming and his penis would also start growing.
In the beginning it would be that pretty pink color and the tip of it would be really pointy. Then the more he started to cum the thicker it would become. By the end it would be fat and a mix of red, purple and white and you could see blue veins spider webbing all across it. The tip would go from being pointed to being almost flat with a little pointed bit at the bottom and that's where his cum would come out of. He would shoot little squirts out over and over and you could see a little hole at the end that would open and close and open and close. His knot would swell up so big it looked like it was going to pop and at the end it was more like two lumps squished together. It wasn't perfectly round.
It took him a long time to finish cumming and so often I would just sit there with it in my hand admiring it. You could feel it pulse especially his knot. I usually held right behind it and halfway on it so I could feel it in my hand every time he sprayed more cum. I guess eventually I got used to how It looked and started seeing it more as his penis and less and less as a penis in general. I think that's what got me to take the next step.
It was slow going though. At some point I thought there was no reason to have him cumming in a glass for me to drink when I could just hold him close to my mouth and let him cum right in it. I did that I don't know how many times before I finally got brave enough to at first just poke it and lick it with my tongue. After that I would put it in my mouth but just the end of it. It was weird how squishy it felt when I squeeze my lips around it.
It didn't really take me long to take the next step and start putting more of it in my mouth and eventually putting as much as I could. I found out that he wasn't a real fan of anything rough. I think he preferred just having it in my mouth or slowly moving it in and out of my mouth without too much pressure. I can remember how it felt when has cum would shoot in my mouth hitting my tongue or the roof of my mouth. There was times he would cum so much and so quickly it was all I could do to keep up with swallowing it. It wasn't always like that and sometimes I still collected it so I could drink it in a couple big gulps.
He seemed to actually enjoy me using my mouth on him instead of just holding him though. After a few times I really started enjoying it more myself. I can remember more than once I would set my makeup mirror next to us so I could watch me sucking his dick. Sometimes I would put it on the magnification side so I could really see the detail. The first few times it looked so strange and foreign to me. Like I said a dog's penis looks like nothing else in the world. Honestly watching it slide in and out of my lips would make me so wet that sometimes I felt my wetness run out of me and onto my thigh. Seeing it had truly become the thing that turned me on more then anything else.....
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