| Hi all...I am relatively new here, and wanted to share my fantasy...the first part is completely true...only the ending is where I wish it had gone...ah well, with help from my friends here, it will!I was training for my latest 10K...as a runner in high school and college, I loved the feeling of setting my feet on a groove and pounding out the miles...I wasn't fast, but I could go forever...having done some marathons and mostly focusing on cross country. I had decided on this particular 10K as my return to running, as I was new to the city of San Francisco, and had not yet gotten my feet under me yet...New job, new place to live, new co-workers. It was all a bit overwhelming...Susan from the office was practically my only friend, and after breaking up with my boyfriend of several years, I really wasn't in the mood for dating. But, I loved the city, the people, and my new job was really stimulating. Things were looking up...When I ran, it had to be after work....and that was a bit unnerving. As a woman running in a strange city after dark, I felt vulnerable...I had tried running on treadmills, but the feeling was never the same, and I just didn't get the satisfaction out of it...Sharing this with Susan, she offered her yellow lab Sam to run with me. Sam was a great running partner...still young enough to be fun and spry, but not a wild puppy...just sweet. Susan asked me to keep him on leash all the time, as he hadn't been neutered...explaining that she just didn't have the heart to do it to him. She had made an appointment to do it, but Sam just looked at her with those big brown eyes, as if to say "please, don't do this to me"...she relented. She did say that he did occasionally "act like a dog" around other dogs...and to keep him on leash at all times.Susan was visiting her parents, and asked me to housesit and watch Sam. Susan had a gorgeous flat in the Marina district, and I was excited to have a weekend of sunshine and running with Sam.After work on Friday, I brought my things over to her place..and quickly changed into running gear. Sam was panting at the door...and nuzzled me. I was so happy to be with him...I hadn't been sexually active for some time, and honestly, Sam gave me the attention and affection I craved...he always grinned and kissed me and nuzzled me...never tiring of being with me...he really made my spirits lift.The run was longer than usual, as I was really in the zone...after returning to the flat, I stripped into my jogging bra and panties, laid a towel on the sofa and just collapsed, exhausted but happy. Sam came around, and as usual, pushed his snout between my legs...I stroked his head, and he began to kiss me...this time on my thighs....I had to admit, it felt pretty good...I began to doze off...waking a moment later with Sam licking the outside of my panties...I could feel his deep heavy breathing on my pussy, and feel the wetness of his tongue begin to soak thru my panties....it felt sooo good....but as I woke up, I pushed him away reflexively, and got up to go shower. In bed that evening, I thought about Sam and how his warm, wet tongue felt on my panties...and wondered how it would feel with no panties...but at the same time, I was embarrased and ashamed for thinking that...it must be wrong to think this way, right? I just couldn't seem to shake the sensation, and found my fingers wandering down there to satisfy myself, thinking of that sensation again...cumming unusually hard.The next day was filled with errands, a nice lunch outdoors at the ferry building, afterwards enjoying the farmers market...I walked Sam to Chrissy Fields to watch the windsurfers, and then settled into a nice comfy afternoon nap...I awoke with a plan...I was going to cook a great meal, have a glass of wine and watch a good video. I began cooking up a storm, and drinking the wine...as I finished the meal, I collapsed onto the couch...and had another glass...it was pretty good stuff...a nice Pahl Meyer Cab. I was almost tipsy when I realized that I was taking my clothes off...I had some lovely perfume on...had my sexy bra on and cute panties...and I spread out luxuriously on the couch...I had been secretly thinking about this moment all day, but wouldn't allow myself to recognize it....I called for Sam to come over...he burrowed and sniffed me...I knew I was wet, but as I slid my finger across my panties, I realized that I was very wet...I slid my panties off, and guided Sam to my pussy...he sniffed and began to lick rapidly and with long deep strokes with the flat of his tongue...I sucked my breath in and started breathing shallow and rapidly...I wasn't prepared for this...God it felt intense....I slid my breasts out of the bra and began pinching and squeezing them...they were full and engorged, and I was reaching climax faster than I ever had...God...it was SOOO intense...but he just kept licking...and I came again...this time I just arched my back and let out a moan that could be heard to the next floor....I was now in a state of such wanton lust that I was beside myself...I went to my overnite bag and retrieved my toy...I brought it back out, laid on the couch, needing to feel filled with a warm cock...desperate to be taken...and then I saw it...Sam's gorgeous cock protruding from under his belly. The red tip poking out, the fullness and Sam's eager eyes told me Sam wanted me...and here is what amazes me...I wanted him! Not as a warm playtoy, not just as a substitute, but I wanted him..as a peer, as a lover, as an equal...I wanted him to take me...I gulped another glass of wine, realizing that I was perhaps passing the point of no return on not only this evening, but forever...I slid under him...I have always been skilled as a lover, and I love to give a man oral..I think I love it as much as he does. But now, I just wanted to give Sam pleasure, like he gave me...I flicked my tongue over the tip, and it tasted warm and a bit sweet...moist...I pulled the sheath back and he was engorged....I took the plunge, and slid him all the way in my mouth...it was wonderful...I sucked him greedily, and felt him starting to cum....so good....so intense...I was so wanton...and yet I was exhausted...I leaned over the couch on my knees to get a breather...face down on the leather, and catching my breath...Sam was circling me...sniffing and licking my sweat...I was totally nude now, and was out of breath and exhausted...sam came up behind me and (in doggie position) started licking my pussy from behind....god..it was so incredible...I was close to cumming a third time...when he jumped on my back....ouch...but he was thrusting at me...I could see that I was not in the right postion for him, and that he wanted to enter me...after a moment of pause, I slipped a t shirt on, and resumed that position, but spreading my legs to give him an angle...he licked me again, and then climbed on top....Oh god, he was in me...stroking and hammering away at me with a speed and power that I had never imagined...and then...in waves, I came...not like any other orgasm, which was a moment of release, but as waves hitting a shore...repeatedly and rhythmically...I contracted each time, which made his cock feel even better...he then pushed what felt like a grapefruit on the outside of my stretched and soaked pussy...and shoved it inside of me....pain mixed with pleasure....and the feeling of cumming and cumming and cumming...I must be filled with cum now....dripping down my thighs....no more pain, just a feeling of lust, love, passion and fullness...I felt so connected to Sam...and then he pulled out...I collapsed on the floor, and after a bit, fell asleep....Sam at my side....I felt a different kind of feeling towards him as I gazed at him in the morning...I felt like I was.......his. |
