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SLUT SAMANTHA 14deletedCHAPTER 14: THE SQUATTERS “I guess we read that situation wrong.” It was the night of my return from Marge and her sons. Albert and I had just finished making love and I wanted very much to have a repeat. For a relationship we expected to be more of convenience and joint benefit, we were both pleasantly intrigued how it had blossomed into deep feeling and connection. It was not the deep, heart-throbbing, consuming love some might look for, but that might also be the reality of our age and past relational experiences. He was sprawled on his back, his hands behind his head, and we were visible to each other by the moonlight streaming in from the open window. I was on my side at his hip, my right shoulder across his stomach as I sucked and licked his cock clean of our juices and cum. I had been off and on doing this after loving with him and Harley, not a committed routine, yet, but something that felt good, and submissively appropriate, when I did.His hand came down to the top of my head as I teased and gently worked his soft cock. There was no urgency in my effort, simply a loving, caring tease to be able to give him more pleasure. I noticed, whether he did or not, that my drive to give him pleasure was increased upon my return from one of these experiences and it did not seem to matter if he was with me or not. Put quite simply, these experiences made me very horny for days after; they made me hornier than usual and, now released, I was usually horny.“I thought I was putting you into an intense situation of 4 people wanting group sex and a dog.” He paused, stroking my hair, and sighed. “Mmmmm … that feels good. Instead, it seems you were functionally a hands-on sex education instructor.” I laughed around his cock in my mouth. “We missed something in that exchange.”I had thought about that even while at their farm. The situation was not what we had anticipated. We had missed something that meant I walked into something we had not considered. I sc****d my teeth over the surface of his cock as I raised my head from it, holding it in my left hand. “We did.” I kissed the head and felt some firmness returning. “The pictures you require are good, but in this case …” I kissed the head, again, and took off some pre-cum from the stiffening cock, “… the pictures did not match up.”I returned to his cock, nipping the head with my teeth and feeling a reflexive reaction. I took it back into my mouth, working it up and down. He continued to stroke my hair, it was amazingly like the pet you might give a loved dog, which made me smile. “I think you are right. I need to pay more attention to that. After she had refused, I thought the situation had fallen apart. She and the guys were separate. The guys looked nervous and awkward, not confident and smug like you might expect. And, hers was a selfie in the bathroom.”I pulled my mouth off, again. I was holding a nicely firming cock in my hand now. “They did not …” I kissed the head and flicked my tongue at a drop of pre-cum forming at the hole, “… represent a group comfortable being together naked.” Well, it worked out and no harm, just a lesson learned. Right then, though, I had a cock in my hand firm enough to be inside me, which I immediately did. I crawled up to kiss him on the lips, swinging my leg over his hips and guiding his cock into my pussy. I sighed as I sank down completely on him. “Ohhhhhhhh … Albert … I like so much coming back to you …”I raised my hips up, pulling my pussy along the length of his cock. His hands came up, grasping firmly my breasts, and I dropped back down. He sighed and stared up at me, “I … mmmmmm … I pray you never tire of this simple place …”I bent down, my forearms alongside his head, my hands-on top of his head, and kissed him, my hips rising and falling slowly on his cock. “My dear, dear Albert … there is nothing ‘simple’ about this place … not with you in it.” His hips rose strongly to meet me and I knew this was going to be long and the conclusion explosive.* * * * *It was early afternoon and it was another in a long string of hot and dry days. It seemed like forever that we had any reprieve from this weather, but the work never ended on the ranch. My presence had long-ago convinced Albert of its permanence. That created a number of changes in him, not only in a measure of acceptance of outside contact but in the function of the ranch. He had always cared for the a****ls, just one of the things I admired about him, but now he was looking to increase the functionality of the rest of the property including the buildings and house.We had been discussing the need to do some upkeep around the ranch. He had reassured me that he could afford whatever was needed, so I stopped worrying about that. Some repairs we could manage like repairs to farm-a****l fencing and sheds and repainting them. Other things would require more expertise or equipment like the barn and modifications to the house. Despite my assurances that I was comfortable in the house, he wanted to upgrade the kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom.An item that had become a major concern to him was the condition of the fencing around the property. He was not aware of cattle or horses wandering away through damaged fences, but in all the time on the ranch, he had never bothered with an inspection. Now it became a priority. While he was at the hog shed, I was riding the north line inspecting the fencing. He had given me colored ribbon: red for post replacement and yellow for wire replacement. In short order, I found that the fencing was in dire need of serious effort. I went back over the fencing I had inspected and removed the ribbons. I switched my tactic to using the ribbon to identify the sections that did NOT require replacement. It was going to be easier.I was on the far side of the dry creek bed and the trees beyond that where the fence was located. The fence was about 50 feet beyond the trees, but a good 100 feet from the road that marked the north edge of Albert’s land. I was approaching the 2 mobile trailers and noticed that 2 men were sitting at a card table between the 2 trailers. They appeared to be very intent on some large papers spread between them. There was music coming from one of the trailers and that might have hidden the sound of my approach on the horse, given the 25-foot separation.Albert had never bothered to worry about these trailers, but I was curious. I stood up tall in the stirrups, took off my hat, and waved in a wide arc to get their attention. It took a minute or so, but one finally did notice and nudged the other. That one moved into the trailer on the left and soon the music died away. I climbed off the horse, tied it to the nearest post, and stood at the fence. I watched them start to move toward me and I decided to meet them halfway. I bent over to crawl through the middle and top wires and managed to get my leg through and part of my upper body, but I became entangled in the barbed wire. The more I moved to get unstuck, the more the barbs snared my loose hanging dress.I called out for help and the guys came running to me. The dress I was wearing was a simple button-up ‘old-farm-woman’ style that the lady in the General Store talked me into using. I had unbuttoned it below my breast and nearly to my crotch at the bottom due to the heat and comfort in riding. As the guys came to rescue me, finding all the places the barbs had the material hooked, I knew the guy in front had a clear view down my front at my freely hanging breasts. As I caught him looking, not that I could blame him, he looked away embarrassed.When I was free, I backed out to where I had started. I laughed with embarrassment, “That will teach me to climb through fences with a dress on.” They joined in my laugh and stuck their hands out over the fence to shake. They introduced themselves as Jim Standing Bear and Henry White Wolf. They looked very similar and, as it turned out, they were cousins on their fathers’ side. They were both in their early 30’s; black, shiny hair that hung to just below their shoulders, although, Henry was wearing his in a ponytail; skin that was brown, darker than a good tan like mine; eyes that were deep brown; pronounced cheekbones; and strong nose. Jim was the bigger of the two, but they were both big guys. Jim looked 6’-3” and about 230 pounds, while Henry was a couple inches shorter and 10 to 20 pounds lighter. From what I could see, it looked to be mostly muscle. They were initially nervous, but I assured them that Albert was aware of their trailers on the edge of his property. After a little prodding, they gave up more of their situation. The two of them were co-owners of Bear & Wolf General Contractors, specializing in additions, remodeling, and repairs. They apologized about the squatting on the land, but they were trying to save as much money as possible and were putting almost all of it into the business. The trailers were their business, office and equipment storage, while they lived on the reservation, although they said, ‘rez’. They were Aravaipa Apache and belonged to the San Carlos Apache Tribal Nation. They expressed pride in their heritage but conceded that their ability to get jobs improved when their business cards included a PO Box in Lonely rather than on the rez.They expressed their surprise at seeing me since they had never encountered the owner. They were wondering why the fence line was so far back from the road and I said that was a good question. Since I didn’t offer anything more than that, they just shrugged. I finished the bottle of water Henry had fetched and handed it back to them. As I stepped into the stirrup and bounced to swing up onto the saddle, Jim called out to me.“Samantha, do you think we’re going to have to move?”I settle myself on the saddle, spreading the dress to the sides. I turned the horse toward them, leaned my forearm against the saddle horn, “Knowing Albert, I would doubt it. The way this fencing looks, he may want to replace the whole thing and then it might make sense to move the fence out closer to the road. I cannot really canlı bahis speak for him, but …” I smiled, “… he might be willing to have a gate put in, especially if you bought it and kept it locked.” I could see the surprised looks on their faces. I turned the horse around to leave but then turned him back, again. “Tell me, are you pretty busy right now?”They said they were finishing up a job and were talking to a couple others, but no contracts. I dug out their card from my dress pocket and noted the email address and phone number. I confirmed that they could email some references, then I did turn the horse to continue down the fence line.* * * * *We were in the family room overlooking the back patio enjoying a whiskey after a late dinner and sexual play while watching the sun disappear behind the mountain with the spring-fed lake, which reminded me that I had not been up there in a while. I had just come back into the room from the patio where Harley had mounted me and I cleaned his cock and knot, afterward. The day had been hot and sunny and now the night was cooling off just enough to either fetch a blanket to cuddle under or retreat to the family room couch.We were both naked, Albert having fucked me in several different positions prior to Harley. I had purchased a cover for the couch that was easily washed, just for this reason. After Albert and then Harley, my pussy would leak our combined fluids, especially as I wiggled around as I often did.As I settled in next to him, I took his drink and sipped the amber fluid, feeling its warmth sliding down my throat. I then curled alongside him on his right side, my head in his lap. I kissed the head of his limp cock, my right hand holding it at the base as I covered the head with my lips, sucking out the few more drops of cum that were predictably there after it had shrunk. Despite how hard I might suck and encourage immediately after he came, there could usually be a little more found after he softened. I took his cock completely into my mouth and gently, casually, mouthed and sucked and licked it. There was no urgency or intent in my actions … merely a profound contentedness of having Albert’s cock in my mouth during a quiet, shared moment at the end of a good day.His hand found its usual place at these moments, either on my head stroking my hair and idly pulling strands back behind my ear or on my shoulder and arm stroking my skin. Our actions were comfortable, easy, and familiar, reflections of where we were with each other in our life together.I felt a slight stirring in his cock, but that still was not the intent. If we made love, again, it would be wonderful, but my intention was only to love him. We had discussed my conversation with the Indian squatters earlier at dinner, but the conversation did not go anywhere.I pulled my mouth slightly off his cock, “What do you think about the Indians?”He shifted underneath me and gave me a tone of playfully hurt, “You have my cock in your mouth and you are thinking about 2 big, strong Indians?” I bit down just behind the helmet of his circumcised cock, “Ouch …”“Oh, stop. I didn’t bite that hard.” I kissed all around the head, “Better, now?” He laughed. He stroked my cheek. “I am not a very good submissive, am I?”He laughed, “You are not a submissive, dear woman. I know what you and Nick were going after, but that isn’t you. You mistook your reserved and selfless approach to life as a weakness and a need to be filled. In truth, it is an attitude that can be manipulated and then exploited by others who would exert a more aggressive and self-centered attitude. You may have a preference to not be in front, to not lead or initiate actions beyond your comfort, but that doesn’t make you submissive, wishing to be led. It means you need a bit of push to be outside your comfort zone.”I took my mouth off his cock with a kiss and turned in his lap, switching his cock to my left hand and looking up at him, the head of his cock now against my cheek where I could simply turn my head and rub against it. My right hand snaked up his chest to the side of his face, “That feels better to me.” I put my thumb over his lips and he kissed it as I thought about his words. “I guess with Nick, I felt so completely safe that I did not care what he called it. It felt right because it came from Nick. But, you are right; everywhere I have been, I have exerted a level of my own control and direction over the situation. The one place might be with the old couples but you were there and inserted some of that for me.” His hand had moved to my breasts after I rolled over, then strayed to between my thighs, leaning over slightly to reach it, a finger sliding through the messy lips of my pussy. I smiled up at him, “That feels good.” I looked at him intently. “You know that I feel as safe with you?” He nodded with a smile. “You also know I love you?”He nodded, his hand moving back to my breast. “Yes, and I you. I also know our love isn’t the same as what we once knew, but that is okay … in fact, it’s better that way. What each of us had was special. What exists between us is different but still good.”It did not take Albert long to follow through with my suggestion about Standing Bear and White Wolf. My presence in his life had convinced him that changes in the house, not to mention other buildings and fencing, needed improvements. Even though I had no issue with the house, old and outdated as it was, he put his first priority on it. He contacted the Jim Standing Bear, received references and got a quote and schedule for work in the kitchen. I think Albert allowed the impression that he was seeking multiple quotes even though he was not. The references all came back very good and Albert felt the estimate was reasonable. If Standing Bear thought he was going to get a haggle, he did not get one. Albert was the kind of person that believed everyone should make a good profit and valued quality of work for a reasonable price.The first project was a test, a way to evaluate they would be who we wanted for the rest of it. The rest included some bigger projects. The first was some modest changes to the kitchen, largely refinishing the cabinets and converting a useless closet into a much-needed pantry. The guys finished that with amazing attention to detail, below estimate and before they estimated. We were very happy and Albert rewarded them. The next project was the bathroom. The bathroom was at the end of the hall containing the larger bedroom we used and a smaller bedroom and office room on the other side. Besides changing out the bath for a walk-in shower and new dual sink countertop and tiling, he wanted a doorway directly from our bedroom. It took some creative thinking on their parts, but they came up with a solution that required moving only a few things around.After all the plumbing and electrical changes were finalized, which the guys outsourced to licensed individuals, and the guys were busy with trim, staining, and tiling, Albert approached me at the vegetable garden between the goat and hog pens. I was finishing some weeding and digging out potatoes and carrots for a stew with leftover meats.“No change of heart? Just checking because I like the idea, too.”I stood up, rubbing the caked dirt from my knees and pulling the sweat-soaked dress from my back. “None. It will be exciting to have someone local involved. You will stress the need for confidentiality, though.”“Absolutely, but I agree with you, these are good guys and the friendship that has developed feels real.”I stood, gathered up the product of my labor into my dress, which had the effect of baring my legs to my crotch. I leaned into him and gave him a peck. “You are amazing.”He chuckled, put his arm around my shoulder and walked me to the house, opening the door for us. “If you hear a couple of loud thumps, they fainted.” I laughed.Midafternoon, the stew was slow-cooking on the stove and I was a mess. Albert had taken the guys out onto the shaded patio ‘for a discussion’ and I headed for the shower. Despite work that still needed to be done, the shower itself was completed.Afterward, I was in the bedroom waiting and deciding. There was a discreet knock on the door followed by Albert opening it and standing in the opening. “It’s a go. As if there was any doubt.” We shared a knowing laugh. “We were right about them. They already had a high degree of confidentiality about what happens at a place of work, but their quick comfort and relationship with us just naturally raised that to a higher level.” He chuckled, “They were their normal relaxed selves until I blurted out what I wanted to talk about. Then they stammered, not understanding the joke. It took a few minutes for them to accept that it wasn’t.”I was naked, my long, blonde hair air drying and finger combed. I stepped up to him, my hands on his shoulders, “But, they did? We are good?” He nodded. I smiled thoughtfully for a moment, then threw my arms around his neck and hugged him, covering his mouth with mine.He turned to head back out the door, “I think they could probably use some more cold lemonade … whether they know it or not.” I gave him a nasty smile.From the side of the house with the bedrooms, the hall opens into a large open space that is perfect for the needed airflow for this environment. The entryway and front door was on the left with a very casual sitting area and dining table. The kitchen and dinette were directly forward and an open family style area to the back with a large sliding door leading to the covered patio. The areas of the house were separated by furniture, bookcases, and standalone cabinets that allowed for an odd setup until you came to appreciate the airflow it created. It also meant that we could be in separate areas but still in sight and communication.As Albert reached this area of the house, he turned to rejoin Jim and Henry on the patio and I continued into the kitchen where I took out another glass for myself and the pitcher of lemonade from the frig. I walked to the sliding screen door, “Help …”Jim was sitting with his back bahis siteleri to me, but jumped up to help with the door and stopped dead in his tracks as he turned and saw me. It took him a moment to recover any resemblance of composure and during that moment his eyes instantly focused on my breasts, then moved down my body to my bare feet before moving up to my face. He then seemed to recover enough to jerk his way to the door handle and slide it back for me. Henry was doing no better, but he was sitting down, his mouth hanging open.I had been waiting uncertainly in the bedroom after my shower, anxiously anticipating Albert’s report on how our proposal and their conversation had gone. Once assured, I had no further need to cover my body around them unless I needed to for my own comfort. I placed my glass on the table at the open chair across from Henry, “Albert thought you might like more lemonade and, possibly, more reassurance.” With that, I moved from man to man, refilling their glasses and blatantly leaning over each to place a bare breast as close as possible without being … well, too blatant … if that was possible. I then took my chair and leaned back comfortably, indicating no tension or insecurity at joining them while completely naked, my hair still damp and clinging to my shoulders. Nick’s instruction way back when to allow my knees to be relaxed and open had become normal for me even after his death and coming to live with Albert. It was something he enjoyed and encouraged as another clear indication of my needs.Jim held my eyes, then looked to Albert. “When you said it earlier, I still thought there was some joke or … I don’t know, more qualifications, conditions … You’re serious about this.”It was not a question, but it begged a response. Albert glanced at me; he had already given them assurances, any more needed to come from me. “I was attracted to you both from the first time we talked at the fence.” I turned to Henry, “I know that when you untangled me from the barbs you could see down my dress. That was unintentional and thrilling.” I moved my attention back and forth between them, “Albert and I think of me as a slut, but not a wandering one. We are very careful about who, how, when, and where.” I held the eyes of each to have their attention, “I am sure Albert has explained all of this, but so there is no misunderstanding, it is a given to us that I have a high desire for sex and variety. We have not done this locally, before. As I said, we feel a need to be cautious. But, I felt good about you and now Albert agrees. And, that is how it always has worked. The two of us have to agree.”Jim looked at Henry, his best friend since grade school, then to me and to Albert. “You’ll excuse us if we are a bit overwhelmed … so, we can have sex with Samantha?” He didn’t even answer, he indicated with his head to me. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to subjugate you, but …”I reached out both of my hands to them, each taking one. My left breast was pressing into the edge of the table just below the nipple and both guys were well aware of it. “It is okay. I understand the awkwardness. As I said, until now, we have been intentional about doing anything with others away from here. And, yes, that is what it means. I want you to be my sex partners, as well as friends … friends with benefits, I guess.” They chuckled as I made a joke about it, slowly gaining some comfort with the idea. “I do not want any misconceptions about Albert, though. I have a lot of good partners here, this is just about variety.”I released their hands and leaned back. Henry looked at Jim, then me. “You said ‘partners here’ but you said you haven’t been involved locally.”Albert burst into laughter. “Sorry.” He put his hand out to me, “You have to handle this one.” The look on his face had both Jim and Henry wondering.“It is good I let that slip because you probably should be aware … besides Albert, I enjoy Harley and some of the other a****ls.” I steepled my fingers to my lips, partially to hide the smile forming there, and waited.Jim responded simply, “Well, this is going to be interesting, to say the least.” They understood that there would be no privacy, hiding it, or secrecy. It would happen when and where we wanted, sometimes with Albert, sometimes not, but his presence would not be required or a limitation.I felt a demonstration of my sincerity might help them, so I pushed my chair back and disappeared, figuratively, under the wrought-iron table. They discerned my intention immediately and pushed their own chairs back enough to give me more room. I touched Albert’s knee as I approached Jim under the table. Albert gave my hand an affirming squeeze and I never questioned the arrangement after that.I moved up between Jim’s knees, sliding my hands up his thighs and brazenly over his jeans covered crotch. A very promising object seemed to be awaiting me there. I unbuckled his belt, unsnapped the closure and struggled the zipper down. Once opened, I worked my hand to the top of his briefs and grabbed a stiffening cock. I sensed movement to my right and found Henry not wasting any time, he was loosening his pants for me. And, when I pulled Jim’s pants and underwear to his knees, Henry did the same.I had them move closer to the corner and they quickly complied. I took Jim’s cock into my mouth and suck, licked and teased until he was hard, all the while stroking Henry with my hand. I then moved to Henry, using my mouth on him while shifting hands to stroke Jim. I went back and forth with them, each sagging more and more in their chairs, more moans and gasps coming from them as I pushed a hand underneath and squeezed their balls. I knew that sooner or later I was going to have to focus my efforts or allow this to occupy a good part of the rest of the afternoon. I released Jim’s cock and focused on Henry, for no other reason than that was the cock I was sucking when I made the decision.I had his cock deep in my mouth. His cock was slightly longer than others I had in the past and I wondered if I could, if I should try … I pushed down harder on his cock, pressing it to the edge of my throat, then pressed a little more. I took the head into my throat opening and stopped. I tried to figure out my breathing, couldn’t, and panicked. I pulled up and gasped.He pushed his chair back further, giving me more room, and put his hand under my chin and raised it to look at me. “Are you okay? What happened?”I looked at him but was embarrassed. I glanced at Jim and Albert, then licked Henry’s cock of the excess saliva. “I … never tried to deepthroat before …” I glanced around, “That was not very smooth, was it?”Henry was trying to stifle his laugh, but Albert ruined that when he broke out in laughter. Henry put a hand to my cheek, “Well … how about Jim and I let you practice on us … what are friends for …”Albert’s voice came from behind me, “Better be careful. I have learned that she can bite …” Then, I joined them in laughing.But, my laugh was short as I rededicated myself to his cock. I think my failed attempt at deep throating had a big impact on him. I knew it did me. I worked his cock with new vigor and determination, taking his cock as far into my mouth as I could without creating the same problem, then sucking the length as I pulled my head back up until I was sucking hard on the head. My hand was kneading his balls and he was moaning harder. I smiled when his hips raised off the chair and his hand went to the back of my head, not pressing, but encouraging. I pressed down, squeezed his balls, and felt them swell in my hand. I felt his cock pulse and throb up his cock as I pulled my mouth up to the head, sucking so hard my cheeks pulled in. The first spurt was strong and nearly filled my mouth. The second spurt filled it and I gulped it down. The subsequent spurts were emptying his system and I sucked for all I was worth, seeking to capture every drop of semen it had to offer me. A greedy christening of our relationship.I stood up next to him, kissed him, mashing my mouth against his, my mouth sucking at his lower lip, then his tongue when it came out as mine pressed into his mouth and his came out to play. While I did, I took his hand and put it between my legs. He felt my wet pussy and he found my hole with a single finger, then another. I straightened up with his fingers inside me. I looked into his eyes, our faces 6 inches apart. “Feel what you did to me?”“God! You’re dripping.” I smiled at him, then turned to Jim and pointed at him, “You are next …” My tone was almost predatory.When I stood up after similarly gulping the last drops of Jim’s cock offering, Albert was ready with a tall, cold glass of water. I kissed him and gulped half of it down greedily. I put the glass down and looked over my victims. Jim was still leaning back in his chair with his pants around his knees. Henry had pulled his up. Just for effect and because I was feeling wicked after that little scene, I threw my head back, my long hair flying behind me. I used my fingers to comb my hair back into some form of control. Then, I looked at the 2 of them.“I suppose I ruined the rest of your workday …” Standing next to Albert, he put his arm around me, his hand stroking up and down my thigh and hip. In response to his touch and the heat I had generated by giving head to 2 men I had been thinking about for days, my own hands became u*********sly active. One hand found its way between my legs, the other moving from breast to breast. Without looking at him, but maintaining my gaze on my 2 Indian friends and new lovers-to-be, “What do you think, Albert?”He did not look up at me, but kept his eyes on them, too. “I don’t know … I think maybe that might be enough for them today.” I watched them intently and I wasn’t sure if they were wondering if they could get it back up so soon or if they were afraid I might expect them to, but they were silent, their eyes moving between Albert and me. “But … you did let the cat … or dog … out of the bag earlier. Since you did, maybe they would enjoy seeing you with your favorite lover.” He bahis şirketleri squeezed my hip in encouragement. I broke my gaze from the guys and nodded to Albert. He continued, “Would you like to see this sexy a****l underneath her favorite lover, her dog?”I poked him, “Silly man, you know he is my co-favorite.” I bent over and kissed him on the lips. “You know you have moved into that co-favorite position.”Albert and I turned our attention back to the guys. I saw we were looking for a reaction … consent or rejection … before I was going to proceed. They nodded dumbly. That’s the only way I can describe it … a silly, dumb look as they nodded.Albert called Harley, who came running from under a shade tree on the far side of the house. Intending to stay in the shade of the covered patio, I removed cushions from a lounge chair, dropped them on the patio block floor. This was a rare time when Harley was called into action unprepared. Usually, he is nearby and aware of the sexual activity, which gives him cause for anticipation. This time, the presence of these men he was still getting used to, fooled him. So, I knew I was going to go through the full activity of getting him ready before he mounted me. No problem, though, it would just be that much more for the guys to witness.I stopped considering what might, or might not, be happening behind me with the guys. The intention of Albert’s suggestion was, besides raw stimulation, exposing them to the other side of my erotic interests. If they were going to have any problems with that part, it was best to get that understood right off the bat. Harley was easy to get into position, almost laying himself on the cushion and raising his hind leg for me. Maybe not quite, but this is very common for us, even when he is ready to mount me. I guess I have already mentioned that I just love cock in my mouth.I nuzzled Harley’s face and neck, my hand working down his side and belly until it was sliding alongside his sheath. There was little concern of frightening him or him being nervous about the touch … not after all we have experienced. I stroked his sheath, his reddish cock tip showing quickly. I bent down, my face moving along his soft belly, turning my face to his cock tip showing in front of me. I licked at the drop of pre-cum showing on the tip before taking it between my lips. I sucked at the end of the cock, rewarded with more pre-cum with increasing amounts with increasing length of cock showing from the sheath. I worked my mouth over the visible cock, sucking hard, and finding more cock deeper in my mouth as I did. I heard Harley moan softly and pulled away slowly, making sure to suck all the precum his cock was ready to give me. I found about 4 inches of reddish cock showing and I moved back to Harley’s head so the guys could get a glimpse of the dog’s different cock.I heard murmurs behind and figured Albert was commenting or answering comments or questions from Jim and Henry. They were quiet and I was focused on what I was doing, not what they were doing. As if reinforcing that, I moved to my hands and knees, wiggling my butt at Harley and only half glanced at the guys still at the table, but repositioned for better viewing angles. Harley did what he does, approaching me with calm self-assurance. I felt his wet nose against my moist lips, then his tongue lapping at my sex. I spread my knees further apart and sighed as his tongue lapped the full length of my slit, over and over. His tongue was randomly long, wet strokes over much of my pussy from my clit to my asshole or more intense and focused attacks at my pussy, his tongue occasionally slipping inside my hole, curling inside me and sliding out and up over my asshole. I was already wet and ready just from giving head to the guys, but being licked by a dog with experience is always a joy and thrill and it is difficult to want him to stop.I did break his attention to my pussy, though, I wanted his cock inside me. I moved my hand past my hip to move his snout and pat my butt. He knew what I wanted and he responded immediately. He responds so quickly sometimes that I wonder if he is not licking me for my benefit, but is always more eager to mount me. We have mated so much, I would not doubt it.The effort of our mating is fluid, unlike my possible experience with other dogs or a****ls. He jumped on my back, my hand was between my legs and his initial probes of his cock sliding along my open palm to my waiting pussy. Despite the familiarity, despite the predictability, his initial penetration still causes me to gasp, then sigh as his next thrust drives deeper. I then wait underneath him for him to relax his grip around my waist, pull me back and himself forward, then regripping me firmly with his front legs, his cock sliding still deeper into my vagina, my pussy. Firmly together, his hips begin their frantic piston motion, his cock pounding in and out of my hungry and needy and wet pussy. My body tingles from my pussy through my clit to my nipples as this completely unique and thrilling fucking ritual begins. A dog fucks with an approach and style that is uncontrolled, frantic, and dominating. I am under him, held by him, and thoroughly fucked by him. It is not a situation of moving with him or against him to influence penetration or force. With a dog, I feel like only a body that is for fucking into, for him to get himself off into, a bitch for him to seed and inseminate. It is a****listic. It is consuming.Almost immediately, within the first thrusts, I feel his hard cock inside me grow more, swelling and lengthening as it slides inside me. The pre-cum becomes more prevalent, a small spurt of it, coating our mated parts, combining with my own body’s natural lubrication. I brace my body with spread knees and arms that are locked, knowing that frequently even they will buckle and my body will fall to my elbows. But, for now, I am supported on my arms and Harley is driving his cock into me, his front legs tight around my waist, his shoulders and head stretch out over my back and shoulders. I hear him panting just over my left shoulder. I feel his drool occasionally drop from his panting tongue to my skin, knowing more is falling into my hair, which is now mostly hanging to the ground, obscuring my face from the view of the guys.I hear sounds of grunts, moans, and panting coming from us. I realize that only a few of them are coming from Harley, even many of the panting sounds are being generated and emanating from my mouth as the pounding continues. His cock feels swollen inside me. The pre-cum feels like a steady, regular seepage.Then, I feel it … the bump of something outside my body, intruding on the smooth, easy movement of his cock in and out of my body. His cock sliding into my wet pussy, then a bang on the outside as the forming knot pressed against my lips and hole. I groaned loudly as the sensation and motion changed, already anticipating the new sensations and stimulation to come from it. I pressed back, bracing myself against the firmer, more powerful thrusts that would be coming from the dog as he worked to push his increasing knot into me. I sucked in lungs-full of air and grunted as I pushed back against the knot, feeling it spreading my hole as it slowly gained ground only for him to pull back and thrust all over again, repeating the effort over and over. I could feel my lips and hole stretching at the insistence of the pressure. I felt a sensation of being stretched, my body yielding to the domination of the a****l on top of me and his primal need to tie to his bitch before breeding her/me with his seed.I sensed my body giving in to the knot, stretching enough to allow it to pass into me, and I cried out loudly as it popped into my body, the tip of his cock suddenly a couple inches deeper and his hips impacting my ass, pushing me forward. My breasts in a constant state of motion, swing forward and backward, but also the sides as they almost took on an elliptical swinging pattern as Harley continued to pound into me.I felt his cock and knot swelling almost immediately after the knot was firmly inside me and I knew he would not have much more before filling me with his seed. I moaned as he pulled to thrust deeper into me, but being restricted by the knot, the feeling was a distinct pulling of my pussy away from my body, as if he was trying to turn me inside-out. I felt him twitch inside and I jerked myself in anticipation, and when I did, I jammed the knot against my g-spot, which was all I need to fire my body into orgasm. It was like a jolt of erotic pleasure electricity that fired from my pussy into my clit and up to my nipples, still swinging underneath me.My pussy clamped down around the knot and cock inside me and I felt the pulsing of his cock more distinctly until it was his cock jerking inside me with spurt after spurt of his seed flying into me, filling my vaginal cavity and coating my already wet walls. He pressed against me, trying to get deeper and deeper in, a natural desire to increase his chances to inseminate me. An effort that was doomed to fail, but an effort from his primal, instinctive reflex to replicate every time. I happily dropped to the cushion, my face, chest, and breasts pressed into the heavy nylon material. My ass stuck up in the air, fastened to my dog, his knot firmly securing us together for the next while. Somewhere on the edges of my pleasure hazed mind, I heard soft talking.“My god … is it always like that?”Albert chuckle came to my ears like a familiar signature of sound. “Virtually every time. Earlier, she graciously included me with Harley as her ‘co-favorite lovers’. It isn’t true. Without question, he is her favorite.”“If he can do that for her every time, I can see why.”I opened my uncovered eye and found the 3 of them lined up 10 feet away. I moved my head slightly to uncover my other eye and focused better on them. I gave them a weak smile … and released a long sigh and moan as Harley pulled to test the tie.“What an obscene sight … ass-to-ass like that.”Another voice, “How long does it take?”Albert winked at me, “Up to 5 minutes usually. Sometimes longer.”I pulled against the knot, but not to test the tie. “Ooooooooo … yeeeessssssss …” Bumping my g-spot.* * CHAPTER 15: ABSTINENCE will follow * * Thanks for reading.

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