Date: Wed, 19 Feb 2020 16:08:48 +0100 From: bentley Subject: Memoirs and moments (part three) for nifty/ bestiality Reader Note: Do not read this if you are under 18 or sexuality in various and diverse forms offends you. Remember to support Nifty!! Further Memoirs and Moments (part three) Tall, six foot ginger furry daddy, his moustache still soapy from his bathing routine finally emerged from the bath...his long, toned body, sinewy and glinting with wetness in the ceiling light illumination. His big size 11 foot hit the porcelain tub edge with a pleasing thwack. I tossed him the towel and he began to dry off, his big uncut noodle dangling like a pink fleshy sausage and crowned by golden reddish pubes. The long foreskin drawing ones eye to the puckered tip like a flower. Frankie, hopped about now as daddy stood drying off. Being in the bathroom watching him was part of my young life and natural and normal. No shame in our home! I grabbed Frankie in my arms and he squirmed as puppy's often do. His pink tongue lapping my chin and cheek in eager anticipation of fun and games. I saw Frankie take quick looks over to daddy's body. His dark eyes drinking this handsome man in. I wondered if Frankie knew daddy's noodle was a part of him or did Frankie think it was some delicious looking sausage...ready to be chewed. My little noodle reacted to that very thought and I felt all giddy and silly imagining...well, seeing that image. Frankie chewing, nibbling, and lapping away at daddy's big uncut noodle or sausage...whichever way a puppy view such a manly piece of equipment. So I drew closer. "Bentley, don't drop Frankie in the tub. It's not his bath night." Daddy said with a wink. His reddish golden hair now being dried. Visions of Frankie bathing with me, or daddy...or mum...well my mind was full naked bodies and a happy pup in the foamy bubbles! Daddy now stepped fully out and his big bare feet stood upon the bath mat. Daddy still had more to do. I urged his arms upward. "Daddy, your hair still looks wet." I needed his arms up. Up they went. And I leaned forward now with spasmodic Frankie wiggling around in my small hands, the mostly black and white speckled furry ball of fun...I pushed Frankie into daddy's crotch...wet black nose first! Now as I pushed my pup forward into daddy's still wet uncut noodle, I expected a reaction and a shove away from him. I knew that as soon as my overly excited furry buddy encountered this "man sausage" he'd have a good old lick and that would get daddy...upset? Angry? I had no clue; I was still a pup myself. Frankie did as I figured, this wiggly little bundle of lively pup exploded in spasm-like gyrations. His wet cold nose darted to that area in my daddy's pendulous ball pouch, between the two low hangers as he'd just emerged from the hot bath. Daddy's hands were busy drying his lush hair and then...wet cold puppy nose in warm balls- ZING! Daddy jumped. His bare feet did a bit of jig on the bathmat. "What on earth?" He stammered looking down in shock as his blue eyes noticed my Frankie nuzzling his balls. Before daddy could move, Frankie's pink little doggy tongue slurped along his wet man-pouch. I giggled and held Frankie even closer. The first contact of slippery doggy tongue on tender ball sac flesh made daddy laugh uncontrollably as well. "Bentley, you little sneak." Daddy smiled. But to my pleasure...he did not shout or correct me. "You see, I told you pups and dogs like all things "body" and you just proved my theory." He said smugly. The upward look of love and need for approval on Frankie's little face was precious. It melted both our hearts. Frankie looked to see if daddy was cross with his lick on the ball sac. And when daddy did not pull away, that gave Frankie the green light to push his nose back into daddy's genital delights. He happily nuzzled and nosed daddy's long uncut noodle with curious puppy-like freedom. "You were bound to figure this out, Bentley. I did around your age. Many times in fact. I'll tell you more, someday!" Daddy said throwing the towel aside. His strong arms grabbing Frankie from me. "Don't stop him. He likes your big noodle, Daddy, he wants to taste it." I said in my little protesting voice. Frankie was lifted up to daddy's golden rusty fur clad chest and he now amused his little self with lapping happily at one of my daddy's round pink nipples. And then it happened. "Ouch!" Daddy giggled. Not a real "ouch" but more of a playful one. "What is it daddy?" I asked watching Frankie's little snout hovering around one of daddy's nipples. "Puppies often think a human nipple is a mother dog's nursing nipple and they try to suckle like a baby would." Daddy said letting Frankie attempt to nurse from his nipple. "It only is a little puppy toothy nip but tickles more like." Daddy said as Frankie happily tried to get milk from my daddy's pectoral apex. I loved watching daddy smile and hold Frankie up on his naked body and Frankie's tail just went wild- swishing back and forth like crazy in glee. My little head guessed rightly, both parties were enjoying this...a lot it would seem. My eyes wandered southward and daddy's noodle just began to show those signs I was getting to know quite well. It was filling it, just a bit...getting longer and rising up ever so slightly. The elegant foreskin was just pulling away a bit from what I knew as the "hidden pink knob" beneath. Frankie was having an effect on my daddy...my experiments had just begun and I loved getting results. So many more things needed exploring in the area of Frankie and our bodies! "Try this side, little fella." Daddy said with his moustache twitching as he moved Frankie's wiggling little body to his other man-nipple. Frankie chewed and lapped with glee at the new spot and daddy sort of happily moaned and his hips gyrated slowly. That majestic noodle of his rose up even more and a wet moist knob peeped out covered with slick, clear ooze. I wanted to reach out and grab it...but held off. My attractive brunette mum pulled open the bathroom door. She often joined us for a visit while daddy had a bath. Her big warm smile at seeing naked (enlarged noodle rising) daddy and happily "nursing" Frankie encouraged a giggle and girlish look from mum. She walked past me and moved to my daddy, she let her hand brush along his now tumescent man-flesh. "Any luck, Frankie?" She asked letting the puppy lick her cheek. "He'd have better luck here!" Daddy said kissing mum's red painted lips with warm passionate fervour. Seeing them be "close" was normal for me at all ages and stages of my life. "You want these here?" Daddy asked Frankie pushing him over to mum's large breasted chest as she now pulled close...their two bodies joining. Mum clothed in her usual around the house skirt and blouse, nylon clad legs and slippers...and daddy nude. Frankie now sandwiched between them wriggling near mum's breasts, the silken blouse slippery to his pawing advances- she wore thin fabric bras back then. My little young head buzzing with visions of Frankie nursing on her naked breasts...well, that would work...I guessed, she was a woman! Mum's hand now encased daddy's noodle, hard and long. I knew she liked it...she made no attempt to hide her love for her man! I jumped about...wanting to be part of this trinity before me. "I want to hold Frankie now." I said giggling. Maybe he'll nurse from my nipples. Both mum and daddy laughed. "You are both coming with me...and this one (Frankie) too, it's bedtime Bentley. Daddy needs some mummy time!" She said almost guiding daddy away by his now encased noodle- mum's long fingered hand being the encasement. She owned that part of my daddy, or so it seemed. I wandered along, Frankie still wiggling in daddy's arms and my eyes watching my father's cycle-toned naked arse cheeks as they marched along following my pleasantly bossy mum out of the now dark bathroom. My daddy's big bare feet plodding along on the hallway carpet and making those imprints I found so thrilling, his big size 11's as if in the snow! I did wonder when I was tucked up in bed, Frankie with me and we were listening to a "daddy story" told by daddy himself...he now only clad in a bathrobe... still nude beneath. I wanted daddy to tell me a story of his young days as a boy and his encounter with a puppy, this was something now I wanted to know. But he said he'd tell me another time...damn! Frankie was taken away...mum and daddy knew I'd not sleep and we'd play. I was left in my room, the dim light from the hall as my nightlight. My mind wandered to Frankie and my parents. Where did they put Frankie at night? When they had "mummy and daddy time" would Frankie be there? Would he be between them...they naked and he all wiggling and licking wildly? My own small noodle vibrated with joy as I imagined things...and I let my hand move to do what it wanted to...touching for pleasure and helping my imaginings get more detailed! I had to know if Frankie was in there, in their bedroom. My small bare feet hit the carpet...the hungry- curious voyeur in me drove me on. I was on the move, creeping like a shadow...little Bentley on a mission to know just how Frankie fit into "mummy and daddy time". I had to know! More memories to share soon! Write anytime. Bentley regpbentley@email.com