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* * * * * * * Barb kissed Steve at the back door, sending him off to work as she did every weekday. She'd played the dutiful wife, making breakfast, filling his thermos with coffee, standing at the door waving as he drove off. It was only once the sound of his truck diminished to the vanishing point that she finally collapsed on the chair, her head falling into her hands. A moment later she heard the crisp click of her dog's toenails as he trotted across the linoleum floor. She lifted her head, turning slightly to peer over edge of the table at the animal as it leaned down to lap up water from its dish. Her eyes moved along the length of Shadow's black furry body, drawn inexorably to the hairy sheath lying beneath his belly.
"Oh my God! I've got to stop this!" The words reverberated against the hard surfaces of the tiny kitchen. She felt herself going out of control! * * * * * * *
It had all started a couple of weeks before when she decided to walk Shadow over to the park by the creek. It had been a wonderful day, warm with a light breeze. She'd spent time at the computer that morning and really needed to stretch her legs. Shadow pranced around the door, sensing, as dogs do, that he was to join her. She latched his leash onto his collar and headed off.
She said hi to Mary Bradford who was working in the flower bed in front of her home. Barb had known Mary for nearly five years and was very fond of her. She walked on, humming to herself, marveling at the beauty of the day. As they reached the park she reached down to unhook the leash. Shadow instantly darted across the ragged grass of this rather poorly maintained park. She had to admit to herself that probably one reason it was in such bad condition was the fact most of the dog owners in the neighborhood brought their animals down to do their business. She reached into her pocket to make certain she'd brought a plastic bag. At least she intended to be a responsible pet own and clean up after her animal.
At just that moment a dog she didn't recognize entered the park from the creek side. Its scraggly coat suggested it was a stray foraging at the creek's edge and, probably, at neighborhood garbage cans set at the curbside once a week. A couple of neighbors complained about cans being tipped over and garbage scattered about. Everyone thought it was raccoons, but it could as easily have been this dog. Barb noticed that Shadow had dropped the stick he'd found and was prancing in the direction of the stray animal. She walked briskly toward them, concerned that she might have to intervene if a fight broke out. But then she realized this new dog was female and that Shadow's interest was not in fighting, but rather in pleasure. She stopped, half embarrassed to be watching her handsome dog thrust his snout down beneath the smaller dog's belly. The animal had frozen in place, her torso shaking as Shadow sniffed. Then the larger dog was moving around to the other dog's rear. As he turned in profile Barb was shocked to see Shadow's bright red, glistening cock hanging beneath his belly. About four inches of the organ slid out of the hairy sheath, as her best friend and constant companion anticipated the possibilities this bitch was offering him. His nose was nuzzling the other dog's bottom now, his long tongue sliding out to taste what he hoped to be sampling in just a moment.
Barb felt herself as riveted to the spot as the female dog appeared to be. For the small dog it was the touch of that long, raspy tongue that held her in place. For Barb it was that cock which seemed to get longer and thicker with each lascivious stroke of the tongue! She felt her knees getting weak and to her amazement juices were stirring between her thighs.
The sound of a car backfiring startled all three of them and the stray quickly darted away toward the creek. Shadow was in hot pursuit until Barb whistled shrilly. He stopped at the edge of the park where the long grass marked the top of the slope leading down to the creek. Barb moved to where he stood, her eyes once again lowering so she could measure his arousal. Only the tip of the dog's cock was visible and Barb breathed a sigh of relief!
* * * * * * The cold nose against her leg broke her reverie. Glancing down Barb saw Shadow nudging her bare leg with his snout. She reminded herself that she hadn't showered yet after making love with Steve. No doubt the musky aroma of her aroused genitals was attracting her horny dog. His pink tongue lolled to one side of his snout. Shadow's dark eyes peered up at her, an expression she couldn't read but interpreted as desire. Did he want her? Did he want Barb to be his bitch, to service that obscenely long, thick cock? She pushed his snout away, rising from the chair and moving out of the kitchen. It was time for a shower, and perhaps a little release from the tension still gripping her loins.
* * * * * * * Barb stood beneath the hot stream of water, hands spreading soap lather over her body. She gazed down as long fingers lifted and turned to cup her wonderful breasts. 40D and proud of it! Her fingertips teased her aroused nipples, sending shock waves toward her wet pussy. Steve loved her tits, loved to lick and suck on them. She'd been quite brazen when she was younger, enticing the men and boys who were eternally intrigued with her oversized breasts. There were even a couple of women who ogled her in a way that could have been nothing but sexual. Before she'd become obsessed with Shadow's terrifying cock she'd often fantasized about lying in a woman's arms, feeling a woman's pouting lips formed over the tip of her breast, tongue sliding out to tease her nipple. Mary's image often came to mind, her oversized breast pressed against Barb's side as she licked her distended nipple.
The phone ringing broke into her fantasy. Barb dropped her fingers from between her thighs she turned off the water. She'd been expecting a call from Mary. Grabbing a towel she stepped into the cooler air of the foggy bathroom and reached for the portable phone lying on the counter. Her nipples were really hard!