Date: Tue, 25 Sep 2012 23:35:45 -0700 (PDT) From: Tim Marsh Subject: Jacking Champ 3 ***This story is a work of complete fiction. None of the characters or situations depicted have ever happened. Enjoy! If you're reading this, then you are a Nifty reader. Please donate to help keep the Nifty archive going! If you like the story and would like to send feedback, email me at marsh1002@yahoo.com (new email) *** -Jacking Champ Part Three I didn't bother dressing Davey as I carried him to bed. I set my boy in his bed and then kissed his eye lids as they drooped shut, and I whispered to him that I loved him. Davey, in his exhaustion, tried to whisper something back to me, but he was asleep before he could finish his words. Champ came into the room and laid on the floor next to Davey's bed, as he did every night. I kissed the little pug on the head and then left the room. I picked up Davey's clothes and put them in his room and then threw my boxers and jeans on, making my way into the master bedroom. I could hear Debbie finishing up her bath in the bathroom, letting the water drain from the tub. I got naked and jumped into bed feeling exhausted but also wanting to jack off to the images of what just happened in our living room. My own son sucked my cock until I came! I started stroking my cock as I recalled holding Davey's head as I fed streams of my cum into his throat. Debbie came into the bedroom smiling at me as I stroked myself. "Someone is in a mood tonight!" She said. I jacked myself faster, gesturing for my wife to join me on the bed. Debbie shook her head and laughed, but she sat next to me. I reached my hand out, moving her bath robe aside so that I could see her tits. "Let's get fucked up and weird." I moaned. Debbie chuckled again and then pulled her robe off all the way, throwing it onto the floor. Her eyes followed my hand as my fingers found her bush and made their way into her cunt. Debbie gasped in shock and her pelvis jumped up against my touch. "Let's get crazy-perverted tonight." I urged my wife. "I don't know if I have the energy for that, honey." Debbie said, opening her legs. "Just do it!" I demanded, jabbing my fingers into her. "Come on, let's imagine some fucked up shit." "Okay." She gave in, more easily than I expected, "We could think about your Mom and Dad again. I know you like stuff like that." `Yeah!" I grunted, "My Dad's cock in your mouth while I fuck you. Would that feel good?" Debbie let out a whimper, nodding her head to say `yes'. She began gyrating her hips against my fingers as I worked her clit at a fast rate. I let another finger slide between her butt cheeks, tickling her ass hole. "What else?" She demanded. "I want to suck your father's cock, so that I can taste the cum that made you!" I said, feeling Debbie's hand on my cock. She pumped my cock as she let out a stream of low moans. My hips responded by fucking into her grip. "Rub that cock." I urged my wife. "Close your eyes and imagine that it's your father's cock that you're jacking." I watched Debbie's eyes close as she rubbed my dick, but it was difficult to tell whether she was enjoying it or not. "Are you imagining it?" I asked. "Are you imagining rubbing your Daddy's cock?" Debbie had a pained expression on her face and she nodded her head to say `yes'. "Rub your Dad's cock faster, Deb." I encouraged her, "Make your Dad feel good!" "Oh fuck!" Debbie moaned. I felt her hand pick up speed on my dick and an electric rush went through me as I watched my wife in complete ecstasy as she imagined masturbating her own father. "What else?" Debbie demanded. "You want more freaky shit?" I asked. Debbie had her eyes closed tight as she nodded her head, asking for more. Instead of answering right away, I rubbed her clit a bit more until I was sure that she was really into the good feelings. "Maybe Champ walks into the room, and he's fucking his hips into the air, like he did earlier." I said, in a shaky voice. Debbie's eyes opened up to meet mine. She looked a bit more serious, but she didn't stop jacking me off. "Really?" Debbie asked. "You're going to bring the dog into this?" "Yeah." I said, "I saw how you watched him when he came on the living room carpet. Maybe you could have stuck your hand out there and helped him to cum." "No." Debbie replied, "I wouldn't do that." "Shhhh." I whispered, "Just imagine it." My wife's looked far away as she did what I told her to do. We continued masturbating each other as my wife thought about jacking off our dog and I was getting more turned on. "Are you seeing it?" I asked, "Are you imagining pumping Champs doggy cock?" Her hand slowed on my cock as she nodded to confirm. I rubbed her pussy faster and felt her hip thrusts become a bit sloppy. "Do you really like this kind of stuff?" Debbie asked, in a hot trance. "I love it!" I responded, smiling at her. "Think about it. Think about making Champ cum. Imagine your hand making his cock shoot cum all over the carpet." Her hand started pumping my cock at a faster rate and my body tensed against the speed of the stimulation. I bucked my hips forward to let her know that it felt amazing. "That's good, honey!" I moaned. "Make that doggy dick shoot cum!" "Would you ever do that?" Debbie asked, opening her eyes to look at me. "Yes!" I replied. Debbie closed her eyes again and jacked me off even harder. I grunted at the stimulation and began fingering my wife just as hard. We were grunting and moaning in each other's grips and it felt epic! "More!" Debbie growled. "What else? What's the most fucked up thing you can think of?" "I thought you didn't have the energy for this." I said. "You wanted to get freaky, now let's do it!" Debbie demanded, pushing my hand against her pussy. I leaned closer to my wife, seeing her eyes watch me in expectation. I couldn't help but smile a little, knowing that this was getting her so completely turned on. "What if you let Champ's doggy cock slip inside of you?" I breathed, seeing the surprised look on her face. "You mean..." Debbie gasped, "Let him fuck me?" "Yes!" I said. "Let his red little pug boner pound away at your cunt!" I pulled my wife's hand off of my cock and positioned myself between her legs. The head of my dick pressed at her pussy lips, but I didn't push in just yet. "Close your eyes again and imagine that my cock is Champ's cock, fucking you." I said. Debbie didn't say anything right away and for a second I thought she was going to push me away. I waited, ready to enter my wife's cunt and finally she closed her eyes pulling me closer. "Okay." She barely said. I pushed forward, feeling my wife's hot pussy envelope my hard-on. The first thrust went all the way in and it felt incredible. Debbie yelped loudly, as I slowly slam-fucked her, hearing our skin slap. "Do you like that doggy cock in your pussy?" I moaned. "I'm sure yours is bigger than Champ's dick." She said. "Then think of a bigger dog, like a German Shepherd." I offered. She threw her head back and let out a moan that echoed throughout the bedroom. I felt my wife's hands grip my shoulders tightly as I fucked her faster. "You know how fast dogs fuck? That's what a dog would do to your pussy." I moaned as I tried to fuck her as fast as possible. She was crying out nonstop as I speed-fucked her. Every time my dick hammered into her, she let out a yelp that could probably be heard down the hall. I wondered if we might be waking Davey up. I hoped we were waking him. I slowed down a bit and spoke quietly to my wife, "Do you like this, Honey?" I asked. "Do you like thinking about dogs fucking you?" "Yes!" She almost yelled, as she thrust her hips up to keep the fast fuck going. "Then let's do it for real." I whispered into Debbie's ear. "Let me call Champ in here and we can do it for real." My wife stopped bucking her hips against me and I saw her eyes study me carefully. I didn't smile in response, but showed her a serious face. Our fucking slowed and I hoped that she wouldn't freak out that I made the suggestion. I already felt bad about saying it and knew that she would pull away from me any second. I heard Debbie let out a sigh and then push me off of her. I felt miserable all of a sudden and wished I could turn back the clock and never have said anything about doing it with Champ for real. "As long as we don't tell anyone." Debbie said. My eyes darted up to see if my wife was joking, but she was straight faced. "Seriously?" I asked, hoping she wasn't just messing with me. "Yes." She said. I hopped off of the bed and hurried to the bedroom door. I stuck my head into the hallway and whispered for Champ to come. I had to call to him a few times before I saw the little dog poke his head into the hallway to look at me. "Come here boy." I called out. Champ's little paws clicked on the floor as he ran to come into the bedroom. I closed the door behind me and looked back to the bed to see my wife's wide, scared eyes. Champ jumped up on the bed when I patted the mattress for him to come up. "Shit." Debbie said. "I can't believe we're going to do this." "I know. It's fucking hot!" I told her. I pointed my finger at my wife's exposed pussy and made clicking noises with my tongue, telling Champ to take notice. The little pug moved between Debbie's spread legs and he sniffed her and lapped his tongue against her cunt. Debbie whined loudly and spread her legs wider. "That's a good boy!" I encouraged Champ. The little dog was going to town on Debbie's pussy, licking like crazy and making snorting noises. I felt a jolt of lust run through me when I saw Debbie's hand hold our dog's small head, pulling him against her pussy. "See?" I asked. "Feels good, huh?" Between moans my wife agreed with me and her eyes closed half way shut. I reached under Champ, feeling his furry sheath and I began jacking him off. I was hoping that he wasn't still worn out from his cum earlier, and it looked like he had recovered. I could feel the heat of Champ's cock as it made its way out of the sheath and into my hand. I jacked his little cock from the base of the shaft and felt his hips begin to buck. "He's doing it, Honey. I think he's ready." I said. I kissed the air and pointed my hand at Debbie's stomach, telling Champ to move up. Champ seemed to know what to do and he scooted forward, letting his hard-on stab at Debbie's bush. I sucked in a quick breath, surprised to see my wife's hand guiding Champ's cock into her pussy. As soon as Champ found the spot, his hips took over, seeming to thrust on their own. It was the rhythmic animal fucking motion that I loved so much and he was doing it into my wife's cunt! Champ was wheezing and snorting with every thrust of his hips and Debbie was holding him against her with both hands. "He's going so fast!" Debbie gasped. "Is it hurting you?" I asked. Debbie shook her head, "No it feels wonderful, but..." "What?" I asked, watching my wife's face. "...we need to get a bigger dog." Debbie said between breaths. I began jacking myself off at full force as soon as I heard my wife admit that she wanted to be fucked by a larger animal. This was a dream come true and it felt great. "We'll get a German Shepherd, then." I said and then leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth. "Have you done sex stuff with Champ before?" She asked. My wife and I stared at each other for a few moments, but I didn't answer her. I knew that she could see it on my face. I knew that she could see my guilt on my silent face. "Tell me more stuff! More perverted stuff to think about." Debbie demanded. I scooted closer and got real close to my wife so that I could whisper into her ear. "Let's say..." "What?" Debbie asked, after I was silent for a few moments. "Just say it! Even if it's completely fucked up!" I breathed against my wife's cheek as I contemplated whether or not to say it. Finally Debbie begged me to say it, telling me that she would cum soon. I let out a sigh and finally said it, "Let's say...Davey walked into the bedroom..." Debbie stared at me unblinking. It was difficult to read her expression. She didn't say anything; just stared at me. I continued, but I watched her carefully. "Let's say Davey walks into the bedroom with a hard penis and he wants to know what to do about it. What would you do?" Debbie's eyes wandered down, staying on Champ fucking between her legs. She remained silent, but I could tell my wife was thinking about it. "What would you do?" I repeated. "Would you reach out and show him how to make it feel good?" I still didn't get an answer from Debbie, but her moans were higher in pitch and I knew that she was getting close to cumming. "Imagine reaching your hand out to hold Davey's little hard-on." I said. "Imagine stroking that little cock and making him want more." I gasped as I watched my wife's eyes close as her head went back. She was in ecstasy while out dog was fucking her and I hoped that she was thinking about jacking our son's cock. "Are you imagining it?" I asked. "Yes." Debbie breathed. "Do you like it?" Debbie nodded her head to say yes and I thought I would cum right there. Debbie's legs were tensing up and her legs were pointing higher into the air. Champ's whining was becoming louder and more rapid. "Maybe you could lean forward and take Davey's little boner into your mouth." I offered. Debbie moaned at my suggestion and I saw her mouth open into a small `o' as if she was ready to receiver her son's erection. "Here." I said, placing my index finger to her lips. "Imagine that my finger is his little cock." Debbie's wet lips sucked my finger into her mouth and I felt her hum as she whined in pleasure. Her moans were becoming louder and her sucking was rapid. I knew she was about to cum. Debbie kept her mouth on my finger as she tried to tell me that she was going to orgasm. I felt her body tense as she moaned at high volume. One of her hands grasped my hand and she shoved my finger all the way into her mouth. Debbie's whole body was rigid and she was shaking in an orgasmic convulsion on the bed. My cock began shooting streams of hot jizz all over my wife's breasts and I shoved my finger into her throat, knowing that she was imagining it to be our son's cock. "Fuck!" I yelled, as I shot more streams of cum than I thought possible. My wife and I were shuddering in involuntary spasms that shook the whole bed. I heard Champ let out a loud yelp like when he had his tail stepped on. I looked at the little dog and saw that his tiny shaking body was fixed in a `c' shape, with his pelvis pushed forward. "He's doing it." I said, in a shaky voice. "He's cumming inside of you." Debbie was still gasping and shaking in the last part of her orgasm, and she moved both hands to hold our pug against her cunt. I leaned forward to lick the streams of my cum off of my wife's tits and realized that she was still sucking on my finger. "Are you still sucking on Davey's little cock?" I asked. Debbie stopped sucking immediately. "What made you think of that part, with Davey? Have you thought of that before?" I didn't answer her; I just kept silent as I watched Champ pull away and turn around, letting his knot slip out. Debbie gasped when Champ pulled all of the way out of her. "Do you feel okay with everything that we just did?" I asked, as I used my wife's robe to wipe up the remaining dog cum. Champ twitched and licked his cock at the end of the bed and I could feel my wife's eyes on me. I always felt different after a good strong orgasm and I was hoping that Debbie wouldn't freak out. "I feel...odd." Debbie said and then she got up and went into the bathroom. When Debbie came out again, she looked at me and said, "I liked it. It felt weird but it felt good too." I let out a long sigh, feeling better about what we did. I was hoping that she wouldn't bring up the thing about Davey again. "We should still think about getting a German Shepherd." Debbie said, surprising me. --End Part Three ***This story is a work of complete fiction. None of the characters or situations depicted have ever happened. Enjoy! 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