I had thought about when he fucked my aunt. How hot it was and how bad I wanted that. I knew I couldn't though. I thought about Lisa and Ranger and how he mounted her trying to fuck her. That was pretty damn hot too and that was something I could do. I knew she would masturbate him to get him off and apparently that worked well. I had masturbated Hershey more times than I could remember and he seemed pretty pleased afterwards. I had also put him in my mouth and actually let him fuck my mouth a couple of times. He seemed to enjoy that quite a bit too. I wondered if some things were better than others or as long as he got off he didn't care. I wanted to try more things and I wanted to feel what everything was like. When he fucked my aunt it was more about me watching him penetrate her. When I watched Lisa and Ranger it was more about how he wrapped her up and held her so tight and how he humped so hard and fast trying to find her entrance. I wanted to feel Hershey use me like that. To have him take me and use me. To get rough with me but not actually hurt me.
I figured I could do what Lisa did and work on his training at the same time. I could also work on setting things up so I could signal him I wanted him to mount my aunt. I still didn't know how she felt and maybe I wouldn't need to worry about that anymore but better safe than sorry I figured as I slipped on a pair of panties and some sweatpants. He watched me enthusiastically or maybe he watched me pissed off wondering why I was getting dressed. I gave him the signal that it was okay and then I slipped them down a little past my butt and bent over so he could taste me. Once he got going a little bit I stepped away from him pulling them up and dropping down to my hands and knees. I looked back and he was standing there watching me so I gave him the signal again.
He came right back to me but he only probed around with his nose trying to find my pussy. I let him go for a minute but that's all he seemed to want to do. I stood back up and again pulled them down to let him have a taste then again pulled them up and dropped down on the floor. He did the same thing but this time he also went around to one side and then the other still looking for what he wanted. I smacked my butt like my aunt had and I even wiggled it around for him but still nothing but his nose shoved into my butt. I moved around a little bit and he eagerly followed me but still nothing.
I gave him the signal again and then patted my butt. This time he mounted me and gave it a half-hearted try before hopping back off. He moved around from one side to the other like he was trying to find where to put it. When he got beside me I tried to give him a few strokes. Then he mounted me again half-assed to the side but then quickly moved back around and started thrusting again. He went a little longer this time but again hopped off. I gave him the signal again and then patted my butt. He got back on me. I don't know why but I guess he thought he was going to have better luck this time because he wrapped me up with his paws and as he started humping he started pulling me back into him.
I started giving him praise telling him what a good boy he was and what a good job he was doing and that must have encouraged him because he held me tighter and tried to fuck harder. I was enjoying that but then in the process of pulling me around with this paws his legs slide back and started to pull my sweats off my ass. Luckily my panties were tight and I could feel his dick jamming into my butt and butt crack. I tried to wiggle out from under him enough to get them pulled back up but it wasn't going to happen. For a few moments I was scared he was going to rip right through my panties and get inside me or worse yet inside my butt. The more I squirmed to get out from under him the tighter he held on to me and the harder he pummeled my ass. I don't think I was going to get away but I guess that didn't matter because he was well off target mostly just driving hard into my butt cheek.
That wasn't so pleasant but the way he had control of me and was trying to make me his was a turn on, a big time one. Finally he let up and got off me but when I looked he was mostly out of his sheath but barely had any knot. Maybe he needed to do a little more then hump a butt cheek to get off. I just spun around and rolled onto my back reaching up and getting him in my hand. As I stroked him he didn't hump my hand but his dick got harder and his knot swelled up really fast. As I tried to get under him and get him pointed towards my mouth he stuck his nose between my legs again so I went ahead and wiggled around and use my other hand to get my pants pushed down far enough that I could spread my legs enough so he could get in there and lick my pussy. I had figured I wouldn't need him to do that today but now I was glad I did. It felt good and it kept him distracted and busy enough that I could get my lips on the end of his dick and let him cum in my mouth.
After a few minutes I guess I was still more worn out than I thought and I could hardly hold my head up any longer so I let it rest on the floor and just let him shoot into me like that. Sometimes he missed and it'd splashed onto my face or my neck. I don't even remember getting the idea but then I had my shirt and my bra pushed way up and was letting him come all over my tits trying to get it to hit my nipples. I laid like that staring at his dick and watching him cum. I had seen his dick plenty of times and was well aware what it looked like but I focused on the end of it. Dogs don't have a head like guys do. Hershey's got to the end and then just sloped off. It was angled from the top outwards to the bottom. And then at the bottom there was a little bumped out area. That's where the hole was. Every time cum sprayed out it was like it pulsed. It would quickly look like it expanded a little bigger and a little more outwards then as the cum quit it would shrink back down then it would get bigger again when the next squirt came out. I watched and watched.
I noticed the end where it angled it slightly dipped in so it wasn't just a straight angled blunt end. I remembered really getting a good look at Rangers when she was trying to get him to cum in the bottle. At the time I was wanting to compare their sizes and they were about the same. Looked to be about the same length same thickness and the size of their knot looked about the same. What was clearly different that I noticed was Ranger's seem to have a more blunt end. The end of his didn't have the sloped angle like Hershey. His just got to the end and pretty much ended just a straight flat end. Towards the middle it also dipped in a little and then at the very bottom he had a bump but it was a little bigger than Hershey's. I remember at the time it reminded me of a tiny nipple. I remembered her making sure she got that part inside the bottle and the rim of the bottle pressed up against the flat spot above it. Man, the things you think about and notice while you're waiting for a dog to finish cumming. I guess that's what happens when it takes them 15, 20 or more minutes to get empty.
I let him finish and when he was my boobs were covered with this cum and it had even ran down between them and puddled on my stomach. I didn't get off from his tongue and my pussy was starting to ache a bit. Maybe I had reached my limit of orgasms for the day. I scooched around a little bit and got my sweats pulled back up but then he found my stomach and licked every bit of his cum from it and then cleaned up both of my boobs. He's such a good boy.
After he had me nice and cleaned up I figured I better go ahead and make sure so I took a shower and then just stood in there for the longest time letting the water run over me. When I got dressed I laid down on my bed intending to take a break for a bit. I ended up falling asleep and slept until my aunt got home and woke me up. I just remember hearing her voice and something about getting up. She must have said something and then left. I sat up still half asleep and looked but she wasn't in my room or the doorway.
I went downstairs and found her in the kitchen and she started to talk a little bit. She seemed like she was in a lot better mood and we chit chatted well she put the dishes away. She asked me how I was, how things we're going and how work was. I told her I was fine, everything was fine and work was going good. I hadn't been doing a lot besides the whole Lisa thing so I decided to mention that. I wasn't going to say much but I told her I had a new client and told her that her dog was really easy to work with and that she had quite a bit of work she wanted done it sounded like. I told her she had the time and the money so that might end up a pretty good client.
I asked her the same she said she was doing okay, things were okay but she didn't even want to talk about her job. I wasn't even exactly sure what she did at her job. It was an office job for an insurance place of some sort. She worked in the records data entry Department but I really didn't know what she did. Now I was thinking whatever had been going on with her had to do with her job but I wasn't going to talk about it. We did hang out most of the evening. Talking, watching TV and eating dinner. Nothing too exciting but I was glad to see it hadn't been like the last couple days.
I didn't know why but I was still kind of tired so I ended up going to bed at a decent time and then got up and made it to school the next day. Nothing too exciting there either. School was always pretty easy for me so more often than not I found myself bored and just trying to get through the day. Today was one of those days. After school I went home and did my routine stuff. I really wasn't feeling 100%. Probably why I was tired the day before but I didn't do much of anything that whole evening. My aunt was still in a decent mood and our evening together was fairly typical and even though I didn't feel good and wasn't even really hungry I did eat dinner and I went and laid in my room.
That was pretty much my plan for the rest of the night but then Lisa called and we talked for a while. Nothing too exciting there either but it felt like I was getting to know her better. Or at least getting to know her better with her clothes on. I really wanted that but it seemed like every time I saw her we ended up naked rolling around. I wasn't complaining I just wanted to know more about her. Maybe just curiosity, Maybe I worried I would find out something I didn't like I would rather that be sooner than later or maybe I just really wanted to like her more.
The next day I still didn't feel great but I went to school and drug myself through the day. By the time it was over I was feeling better or maybe I was just telling myself that because I was seriously thinking about going and seeing Lisa. That really did sound like a plan even though we had just saw each other two days ago. I really needed to run an errand in town too. I was going to call her and see if it was all right and I'm not sure why but I decided I would go do my errand and call her while in town. Then I would only be 5 minutes from her and I could surprise her. I don't know if it was just to surprise her has a good thing or maybe surprise her in hopes I didn't surprise her in the middle of a bad thing.
In the end she was glad that I wanted to come over when I got there there was no bad surprise just her smiling and happy I came by. I guess by then reality had sat back in and I knew I was still feeling a little rough. She felt bad for me and figured we could just hang out and relax. I ended up convincing her then I could take it easy and we should go out. Maybe go to the mall or something. Of course she had to change and get a little dressed up if we were going out in public.
We went to the mall and I showed her the doggy boutique that I always went to. She showed me the smoothie place she always went to. So we both got smoothies and then walked around window shopping. She was way more into clothes than I was. I knew she cared about looking pretty and I knew about her Catholic school girl outfit but I found out a lot more of her dressing up. She liked fancy girly lingerie but said her husband wasn't worth it so she didn't have much. I wondered if I could be worth it. I wouldn't mind seeing her in stuff like that. She also seemed to have this weird thing about costumes.
She said she had tried to get into the whole Comic-Con but dressing up like a superhero was a little too much. I had no idea about that kind of stuff. I also found out that her marriage was truly all sorts of fucked up. Her husband had cheated on her with one of her friends a few years ago. Of course she lost her friend and even a couple of others over that and of course her husband told her how sorry he was, how it was a mistake how he would never do it again and she stayed with him. She said she suspected he did it again with someone months later but she never caught him that time.
About a year ago she walked in on him having a conversation on the phone it was apparent he was doing it again. She couldn't quite prot that time either but they had a huge fight over it and he finally got so angry with her that he told her he was and he was going to leave her. Then I guess he changed his mind and decided to stay. She said at the time she would have been fine with him leaving but she had nothing of her own. No money, no job and no job skills. Things had gotten better since then but she mostly just felt stuck.
Even worse he knew she was and he liked that. She had lost friends and he had pushed others away and tried to keep her isolated. She didn't have hardly any family and what she did have were distant. Distant as in distance and closeness. When they first got married he had moved her away from them. She didn't think about it at the time but that was probably on purpose. Now most things about the marriage felt like work or a chore. Things about her was now making a lot more sense. She was needy. Desperate for attention and desperate for someone that seemed to give a shit about her and actually enjoyed being around her. I wondered how much of what we had was just her neediness or how much of it was real.
I guess to really figure that out I probably needed to figure out what we even had. I didn't figure she needed to talk about her marriage much more that was just going to kill the mood. I tried to get her back on the subject of her dressing up deal and clothes deal. Maybe when your life kind of sucks it's fun to play make believe or put yourself in a different world. She talked about liking to look pretty. Probably more seeking attention. She said she like to dress in different styles. That sounded kind of fun although I really didn't know anything about styles. I guess before my aunt I was just lucky to have clothes that were in good shape. I'm not sure if I ever felt pretty but not wearing old clothes or clothes with holes in them sure helped.
I had finally found a subject she loved to talk about. I listened intently even though I was lost in the conversation more often than not. Then she said hold on let's go to the bookstore and let me show you something. She went to the magazines and dug around through them for a minute until she found what she was looking for. We sat down and she started showing me this trend that was getting popular. I had never heard of it but she said she was just starting to get into it and really liked it.
It was called steampunk. Apparently it was almost like a lifestyle instead of just a style of dress. Or maybe it was a role play thing. There was plenty of pictures with clothing. It wasn't just a way to dress like a style it was more like costumes. I guess they had conventions that people dressed up and went to but she said there was never any close to here that she had seen. Not only was it clothing but there were things, objects. It was very strange to me. Stuff that almost looked like the world had had an apocalypse and then was reborn. Like afterwards an Industrial age came but there wasn't resources so people had to go back and repurpose, reuse, recycle things from the past. Motors were mostly all steam powered. Devices were a mismatch of odds and ends all stuck together to have a function.
Clothing was a throwback to the past a lot of reminded me up stuff from the old west or Victorian but with a weird twist to them and strangely accessorized. Glasses seemed to be big but they would have yellow or green lenses. There was strange jewelry that featured a lot of little gears and gizmos that I didn't even know what they were. I don't know, I'd never seen anything like it and I never heard of this stuff. She seemed to really love it and it was fun to see her happy and enjoying something with me.We look through the magazines again but that was the only one they had. We decided to leave so before we did I bought it for her.
After the mall we went and got lunch. She didn't want to set inside and eat. I thought she was worried somehow her husband was going to find out she was out and about and not at home. I asked her and she said it would be fine if she was in town she didn't have to sit home all day everyday but she would just rather not have to explain anything. She was happy to sit in the car and eat but I decided to take her to the dog park and we would hang out there and eat. I figured that would be an unlikely place for her husband or anyone he knew to be.
We got there went inside and sat down and ate. There were more people there than the last time and we sat and people watched and talked. I was trying to think of things to ask her because I figured this was my chance to find out the good the bad and the ugly. I was actually having a fun day. I knew she had said we were like friends with benefits but today was definitely more about the friend's aspect. When we got done eating I decided to show her the trails. I didn't figure we had a lot of time and I didn't feel like walking them but I could show them to her and go up a couple a little ways so she had an idea. Maybe we could take one or the other of our boys or maybe even both of them one day. It might be a good place for them to meet being on neutral ground.
By now she was in too good of a mood and our little exploration turned into a lot of touchy feely and her pinching and grabbing my butt and trying to fondle my boobs. I wasn't going to risk anything getting too serious and us ending up getting caught for sure but just playing around and having fun wasn't so bad. Still though I figured I needed to end this before it went any further. We turned back heading to the park part and I playfully fought off her hands along the way.
She talked about when I could see her again. Suggesting me coming by the next two days in a row. We could spend one day training and the other playing. I accepted the offer and decided since we'd be seeing each other so much we should probably call it a day so I could get things done that I needed to do. I dropped her off back at home and then ran some errands in town before going home.
That evening my aunt had finally decided to tell me what had been going on. She said she was losing her job due to downsizing but things would be okay because she found a new one. Same kind of work plus some of it she could work from home and do. She said making the transition and getting through the probationary period was going to have money a little tighter for a few months but for me not to worry we would be fine.
She seemed to be in a lot better mood then lately so I thought maybe I could get her to play. I didn't want to jump right In and straight up ask her so I did my best to do what I could to be a tease. I didn't think I did that good of a job but maybe I did or maybe I didn't but she ended up hinting around to the idea. I played naive until she finally just asked. I told her I would love that and she led me to her room and we got naked.
The best part was although she did not let Hershey have sex with her she didn't hesitate letting him lick her pussy and she didn't say anything when I let him do the same to me. We shared him and enjoyed each other's tongues and fingers. Us playing and her apparently better mood had her worked up pretty good. We both got off and then I found myself fingering her pussy. I started with two fingers and then quickly went to three. She was pretty wet and her pussy was feeling pretty roomy inside so I slipped a fourth inside and then was up to my thumb inside her. She was moaning and seemingly enjoying it so I decided to not stop there.
It took a little figuring out and some adjustment but soon I had my thumb tucked into my palm and my hand as far inside her as I could get it. I was up to where my thumb connected to my hand and that seemed like the widest part. If I could just get past that I thought things could get easier. I was moving my fingers around inside her and letting my hand move around some hoping to get more of her wetness onto it when Hershey decided to help out and started licking her pussy and my hand. She was really moaning now and squirming about. I tried to see if I could get a finger from my other hand inside. Something to maybe get her looser to help work my hand in.
She was too tight for that but I did manage to get her pussy lips peeled back off of my hand a little bit and then I got some of my own saliva on my finger and helped Hershey with getting her wetter. I made sure to get my saliva on the part of my hand that was still not inside. After I got that taken care of and started to focus more on her again it really felt like she was pushing against my hand like she was trying to help. She never said anything and neither did. I continued to try to push into her and then suddenly it happened. There wasn't a certain moment. Like I pushed really hard or she pushed really hard or she opened up more.
I was trying and the next thing I knew my whole hand was inside her. I was looking down and her pussy was wrapped around my wrist. I know she was really moaning but I was more focused on what was going on inside her. She was really tight around my hand. Her pussy was really squeezing. It really felt nice having my hand inside her but in the moment I wondered if I was going to be able to or how the hell I was going to be able to pull it back out. She felt locked on to me so tight. As I set their astonished and worried I could feel movement. She was pushing over and over into my hand. She didn't seem to be moving much but there was no room inside. Every time she pushed it would make my hand bend at the wrist.
She must have been enjoying it quite a bit but not as worried as I was as she started pushing harder and harder until it started to hurt my wrist. About time I was going to say something it felt like her pussy must have been enjoying it too and it seem to relax and wasn't squeezing so hard anymore. That gave me more room so I started moving my hand just enough to rub my knuckles back and forth against the bottom of her pussy. Now she was getting more wild than I'd ever seen. She was literally fucking my hand and not only moaning loudly she was talking. Saying all kinds of dirty things that encouraged me to move my hand back and forth faster inside her.
About time it felt like we had a rhythm going she screamed out that she was cumming. I've never been so deep inside her to fill her cum like that. Her pussy spasmed on my hand then cinched up tight then relaxed and then followed by a few more less intense contractions. When she was done she must have relaxed inside and out because she didn't feel so tight at all anymore. When she pulled back from me my hand easily pulled out of her. I looked down and my hand was shining from all her cum all over it and up past my wrist a couple of inches.
She laid back with her leg still spread and her pussy wide open. I could see part way inside her. It was like a pink tunnel into her depths. I had no idea what to say or do so I sat there until she sat up and told me, now that was a lot of fun. I told her I thought so too. Then she said I tried to hang on a little longer because it felt like I was going to squirt for you. I didn't say anything but I was a little saddened that she hadn't. That was something I wanted to see. After that she rubbed my clit while licking my pussy till I got off while Hershey licked her pussy nice and deep.That was all my fun for the night.
The next morning I made it to school and made it through the whole day there. When I got to Lisa's she asked our plans for the day I told her I thought we should just work on training that day. My thoughts were if we played that day she might end up wanting to play the next day too and we would get no training accomplished. Besides if we played on Thursday and trained on Friday it would be at least Monday before I'd see her again that would be 3 days straight of no playing. I know that sounds ridiculous but it seemed like too long of a time.
We did mostly work on all the regular stuff and a couple of other things and she did very well not getting distracted and off task so when we were through with that and both happy with him she asked any other stuff? I knew she wanted him to lick her. I figured she earned it so we could let him and work on some of that not letting things go too far. I told that and she was happy to oblige. You know for the sake of training. She asked if I wanted to try it and I told her no. I could tell she was disappointed and tried a little harder but I told her I just didn't feel sure about it. She tried to convince me how good it was but I told her not now but I'll think about it more and she never knew maybe sometime I would.
She asked did you say maybe next time? I giggle and said no you know what I said. She got her pants and panties off and it didn't take much effort to get Ranger between her legs and his tongue in her. We sat on the couch talking. I asked her if she read the articles in that magazine and she said yes the couple that she wanted to. We had a nice conversation as he tongued her pussy. It was kind of strange us talking away as she was getting eaten out. He did well only messing up once when he tried to get half on the couch with her but she quickly corrected him and he slide back down and went back to working her pussy until she cummed all over him.
She asked me if I didn't want to let Ranger do that for me if I wanted her to? Yes I did but I didn't want to appear overly eager. She said we don't have to play but since I got off I thought you probably should too. I remember it was long ago that she didn't want to put her mouth on mine. How things have changed. I told her I wouldn't mind if she did. She said I want to so I stood up and pushed my pants down. When I sat back down to take my shoes off and get my pants off the rest of the way she sat down on the floor in front of me and helped. Once we had them off she pushed my legs apart and buried her tongue in my slit. I'd have to say for the few times she had done it she was getting good at it. She let two finger tips swirl around and go back and forth on my clit but then also didn't neglect it with her tongue. She ran her tongue over my clit, up and down my slit and shoved it deep in my hole.
Of course she also didn't let my butthole do without. Sometimes licking across it and sometimes trying to push it inside. At least she didn't shove her finger in it today. I was laying back deep into the couch half the time with my eyes closed. I was enjoying how it felt more than paying attention and I guess I didn't even realize she was on her knees leaned into me until I felt her jump and looked up to see Ranger over the top of her. He had his tongue hanging out panting and I could tell by the look on his face that he was pounding away against her ass.
She let him go for several seconds before she pushed him off and had him leave it and then lay down. She went back to working me and between the job she was doing and what had just happened I easily reached orgasm and humped her face until I was through it. She said I guess I don't even have to ask if you got off? I said oh I got off all right and thanked her.
She said no problem it wouldn't have been fair for me to and for you not to. I asked what about him as I looked over at Ranger. She ask do you think he needs to? I said I don't know if he needs to but it wouldn't be fair if he didn't would it? She playfully rolled her eyes and said I guess you're right.
With that she said hold on I got just the thing and she took off up the steps. She came back down a minute later with a bottle in her hand. She said I liked the idea of him coming in something instead of all over the floor. She showed me the bottle and said I think this one will be perfect. I don't know what came in it because there wasn't a label but I was a fairly standard plastic bottle but the opening was a lot bigger than a soda bottle. As I looked at it she said it has a wide mouth so I should be able to get him inside of it some instead of trying to hold it to the end of his dick.
She handed me the bottle and said I'll let him get on me again and when he starts moving you shove this bottle up there so the end of his dick goes in it. I looked at her like she was crazy and said really I have to do that? She reached for the bottle and said or you can get on the floor and I'll hold the bottle? I snatched my hand back and said no I'll hold the bottle. She got on her hands and knees and gave him the signal that it was okay. He got up and went to her but he didn't try to mount her. She gave him the signal again and then the third time but he just stood there looking at her. She said can you help him get on me?
I acted like she was going to have to twist my arm and she said come on just do it. I layed the bottle on the floor picked up his front half and placed him on top of her. He didn't really do much except lay on top of her. I got the bottle and looked up underneath him and he wasn't even a little bit hard or anything. I reached the bottle up to him and pushed it against the end of this fur covered dick. Holy cow as soon as I touched against him he started not only trying to fuck it but he was fucking it. He wrapped her up and held her in his paws. But he was thrusting hard against and into the bottle. I hung on to it as good as I could and just a few seconds he looked completely hard and his dick was completely inside. I could see his knot really starting to swell up and it was inside the bottle.
Do you have the bottle in place? I said well not exactly like we planned she asked what do you mean? I said you better look. She tried getting out from under him and away from him. He hung on and kept fucking the shit out of the bottle. She didn't get free until he stopped thrusting and I also had to help pry her from his grip. By the time she got loose and got turned around I had also lost a hold of the bottle. We both sat and stared as he stood in front of us with the bottle completely stuck around his dog dick. We could see his knot swelled up and pushing against the bottle from the inside. Luckily that must not have been too tight because he didn't look like he was complaining. He just stood there stuck inside it and he was cumming. Every time he squirted his dick and the bottle would bounce up hitting his belly and it wouldn't drop back down and then repeat.
We watched that bottle bounce up and down and you could see his cum collecting in the bottom of it. The end of his dog reached just to the end of the bottle. She looked at me and I said I'm sorry I didn't know he was going to put his whole thing inside it like that. She laughed and said no it's fine. It looks like it's working perfect and no one even has to hold the bottle now. I said bonus and we both giggled as he's stood there with maybe a look of embarrassment on his face for once. We got up and sat on the couch as he walked around the room some with his bottle flopping around underneath him. Poor boy.
We sat on the couch talking and making fun of him when the opportunity came up. Like before after a few minutes the bottle started fogging up so you couldn't see in it. This time it was a lot worse but you could still see where his knot was pushed up against it inside. I really thought I'd be able to see when his knot started going down. Maybe not or maybe I just wasn't paying attention but when he went to walk over by us the bottle slide off and fell to the floor. She hopped off the couch and grabbed it holding it up right. I didn't see if any or how much spilled out. She stood there holding the bottle up looking at it and said he sure cums a lot.
It's hard to say but It looked about as much as Hershey usually did but I didn't dare say anything I acted even more amazed then she was. I agreed with her that it was a lot. Again I was so hoping she would press it to her lips and swallow it but again she went to the bathroom pouring it down the sink.
She asked about how I thought the training went but before I could get much out besides I thought it went well she said good, so tomorrow you'll spend your time with just me? Shaking my head I told her yes and we talked a few more minutes before I had to leave. When we said goodbye and I started to my car she said I will see you then babe. She'd never called me anything like that before. At first it sounded so foreign but as I drove and thought about it the more I liked it.
I had almost forgot about having her panties at my house and maybe she had to since I'd seen her a couple times and hadn't returned them. When I got home I let Hershey out and ran up to my room and took them out of the drawer. I open the baggie and put my nose up to it. I was surprised how much they still smelled like my pussy when I was worked up. I was worked up at the moment too so I push my pants down and use them to rub against my pussy again then quickly sealed them back in the bag.
I didn't do much that night. Just another boring evening. Well at least boring in the fact that I didn't do anything with my aunt or Hershey. The next day I made it through school and again without skipping out any.. School was almost out and for me over for good. I was ready and looking forward to the next chapter in my life. Most kids were looking forwards to graduation and talking about college in the fall. I just wanted to be done and to work more.
I hurried by my house letting Hershey out and making sure he had food and water. Besides that and grabbing her panties that was about all I got done before rushing to her house. Today she was wearing a small sundress. Nothing too fancy at all. I wondered why she hadn't dressed up? As soon as she answered the door she pretty much pulled me inside grabbing my hands and wrapping them around her. She wrapped hers around me and started passionately kissing me. Maybe she just figured there wasn't much of a need to get dressed up fancy since her clothes wasn't going to be on long today.
After a few minutes of kissing I finally got her off of me and we started talking as we went to the kitchen she got us a drink. I didn't really have anything planned out for the day but wondered if she did. She led me back into the living room and after I sat down on the couch she got in front of me and danced for me. Now I could see the dress wasn't a bad idea. As she twirled and spun it would come up enough to see her panties. Even when she bounced around I loved the way it would sway on her hips. Before long she was slowly lifting it up and teasing me with her finger tracing the edge of her panties where they touched her inner thighs.
I don't know why today was different but she seemed to be asking a lot of questions. Some were pretty simple like asking me if I like dancing? Some of them seemed like there was a deeper meaning behind them. I guess at the time I was more interested in getting what I wanted then always being honest. I didn't constantly lie but I had a way of trying to tell someone what they wanted to hear but at the same time trying to analyze why and not paint myself in a corner. It wouldn't be until later when I came to understand sometimes the room isn't as big as you thought and you end up trapped in the corner before you know it. Today would be the day I first started to understand that although it would take me time to get the big picture.....
Part 9