Mikey

He likes it! –––– 1970's TV commercial for a breakfast cereal

Part 1

“I don't give a flying fuck if you have an audience to get a blow job from the goddamn Pope himself in the Sistine Chapel on a live world–wide TV feed in front of all those pedos and fags in the College of Cardinals,” Monica screamed at Charles, her hands firmly planted on her hips as her spittle flew in his face. “I told you months ago Clair and I were going on this trip. His last day of school is next Thursday and we're booked on the red–eye flight to Paris that night. Pick him up after school at 1:00 PM that afternoon and he's all yours at the farm from then until we get back at least. Deal with it.”

With that, his former wife turned and stomped out of the house, heading directly to the car where Clair, her live–in lesbian lover, patiently waited out of sight.

The he in question was Charles' and Monica's twelve–year–old son, Mikey.

In the two years since Monica walked out to move in with Clair while maintaining primary custody of Mikey, Charles had become accustomed to living alone with only the occasional visit with his son. Now he was faced with having Mikey around full time for the summer, something that could well have a negative impact on his prosperous business.

The bitch of it was, Monica damn well knew that. After all, it was through that business they met Clair in the first place....

….It all started innocently enough, adopting a rescue dog for Mikey's seventh birthday. After several trips, they settled on a six–month-old Black Labrador Retriever puppy mix that was so goofy acting they named him Dunce. Perhaps as an expression of his own insecurities, Charles insisted the dog not be fixed despite the insistence of the people at the pound and the small animal veterinarian.

About the time Dunce was turning a year old, Mikey was at a friend's house when the dog walked out on the patio where Monica sunbathed nude in their private back yard most days. When he got close to her, she absentmindedly patted his head and scratched his ear the way Dunce liked most. In turn, he licked her hand and thrust his muzzle forward to lick her face.

In doing so, the dog accidentally brushed his hairy chin across Monica's stiff right nipple, sending an electric–like pulse directly to her pussy. When she turned her head, the dog's tongue pushed her lips apart as she opened her mouth in surprise. When she sat up to push him away, the dog began furiously licking her smoothly shaved pussy.

Neither Monica or Charles were in any way prudes. In addition to an energetic and fairly imaginative sex life of their own, they had an open marriage with both shared and separate play partners as well as regular sexual encounters with others in their homes or parties or a local swinger's club.

The thing that always aroused Monica the quickest and most intensely since she first discovered masturbation at eight years old was anything, a finger or especially a tongue, probing her pussy slit and clit. Anyone who paid close enough attention to the unquenchable needs of her wet pulsing cunt could have anything else they wanted of her...anything and everything without reservation or hesitation.

Dunce accidentally found and triggered her sexual Achilles heel.

The second time the dog's rough wet tongue spread her pussy lips apart, Monica stopped pushing him away and grabbed his ears to hold him close. By the fourth lick, she slumped back on the chaise with her thighs spread wide and her ankles locked behind his head.

Her first orgasm rippled through her body almost instantly after that, with her pungent pussy juices spraying onto the dog's muzzle and into his mouth. When Dunce continued hungrily licking her, a second, a third and ever more powerful waves of unconstrained climaxes rippled from deep in her cunt, one more intense than the last, until she forced herself to push the animal away for fear of passing out.

Dunce sat next to the chaise at her command panting rapidly. That's when Monica saw the way his red and purple seven–inch–long cock with a blunt tip pushed part way out of its furry sheath. Without a thought, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around the throbbing shaft. It certainly wasn't the largest or thickest cock she ever held, or sucked or took into her cunt or asshole for that matter, but she was surprised by its shape and warmth and the slimy precum that smeared her fingers.

When she raised her hand to her mouth, she found the dog's precum was slightly alkaline and salty, with a hint of soured milk, all and all not bad tasting. With a few more strokes, Dunce began to shudder. A minute or two after that, spurt after spurt of his hot watery cum splattered on her tits and pussy and thighs.

That was her other sexual Achilles heel, feeling hot bodily fluids...any bodily fluid...be it cum or pussy juices or sweat or spit or piss or even blood showering her face and body, coating her tits and pussy, filling her mouth and throat.

After fingering herself to another climax while spreading the quickly drying dog cum over her skin, Monica hosed herself and the dog off on the patio and went inside to research all she could on the matter. For the most part, she pulled up low quality videos of men and women fucking and sucking the animals in a variety of situations and locales.

Without a name of someone who knew how to make or market such films, and thereby find an already trained animal, Monica decided to start from scratch with Dunce. She spent the remainder of the afternoon seeking out every video with a dog and woman that she could find online and watching each carefully for common behaviors by both the animals and the women.

She didn't bother keeping track of the number of her orgasms on her fingers or the dog's tongue.

Clearly, the animal needed to be well trained and instantly respond to a number of verbal commands. Some precautions were necessary to protect the person being fucked from gnashing teeth and scratching claws.

All in all, none of that was insurmountable given Dunce's gentle nature. Coming to that understand led Monica to but a single conclusion. She was going to fuck the family dog with a video camera running as a trial to see for herself what did or didn't work.

Tempting the dog out on the patio to lick her cunt again was a rather simple matter of offering him some of his favorite treats. Dunce made short work of the treats while licking her to three more hard climaxes while cumming once more in her hand. That didn't meet her primary aim of getting mounted by the dog and feeling his hot cum gushing deep inside her.

Fortunately, Charles was due home at any time. She put on a loose fitting robe without a bra or panties, poured herself a large glass of a particularly good red wine and played with her continually tingling pussy waiting for him.

'You'll never guess what I did today,' she smirked at Charles after giving him an open mouthed kiss and tenderly fondling his deflate cock through his trousers when he walked in after work.

'Let me guess...you went down to the park and arranged to fuck all the clowns from that traveling circus setting up there under the big tent as part of their Sunday matinee performance,' he laughed, pulling her close to feel her nipples crush into his chest.

'No, but remind me to make a note to do that tomorrow,' she responded with a giggle while unfastening his belt and unzipping his trousers, 'and before you say anything else, Mikey's spending the night at Ethan's so we have the house almost exclusively to ourselves until sometime tomorrow morning...when I'll go find me some clown cock.'

Charles rammed his tongue into her mouth as she literally ripped off his shirt with buttons flying in all directions. Within seconds, they were both naked.

He picked her up, placed her bare ass on the granite countertop and roughly slammed his stiff dick into her cunt, just the way she most liked being fucked...roughly and forcefully. As was his wont, he needed a break after one fulfilling orgasm inside her and Monica was happy to feel a weak climax in her cunt before getting into the discussion about the dog. They moved to the patio since it is still warm outside and snuggled together on the same chaise with Dunce snoring in a corner paying them no mind.

'So what this wonderful thing I need to find out about and try?' Charles asked as he curled up against Monica's right side and casually fondled her left tit. 'Anybody I know involved?'

'Well, you're always saying we need to explore new things, find different ways to keep our marriage sexually interesting and exciting,' Monica murmured lowly while circling his left earlobe with the tip of her tongue. 'Today such a thing just sorta fell into our laps. To fully appreciate the pleasures it might bring, we need to agree on how we proceed together.'

With that, she tells him everything that happened with the dog that afternoon, including the uncounted number of orgasms she had with Dunce licking her pussy and the way she jerked Dunce off until she was covered with his cum. Charles had the good sense to not interrupt, waiting until she finished to ask any questions.

'Did he try to mount you?' was Charles' first inquiry, his rigid dick betraying how aroused her comments and possible answer made him.

'No. I tried to entice him but he either wasn't interested after getting jerked off or didn't know what to do,' Monica responded glumly. 'At this point, I really want to feel that cock pumping his hot cum into me so bad.'

'I want to see him fuck you too, honey, so we'll find a way,' Charles comforted her, both of them knowing full well he was as interested as her in feeling the dog's cock pouring his hot cum into his asshole and bowels, mouth and throat. 'After dinner we'll see if we can entice him to do more.'

Throughout the meal, they discussed the various ways they could entice Dunce to slide his cock into Monica's pussy. Smearing her slit and entry hole with gravy or peanut butter would probable result in some intense licking but not the penetration she desired.

Monica suggested she give the dog another hand or blow job and then lower herself down on the animal's cock just before he started to cum. The mechanics of doing that successfully just seemed too complicated.

They settled on Charles fucking her from behind and filling her with his cum then the two of them sucking and stroking the dog hard together. For the last step, Charles would drag the dog if necessary on top of Monica's back, guide his hard cock into her waiting entry and hold him there until his sperm filled her cunt.

After dinner, Dunce trotted over to them readily when they called his name. Monica sat with her legs spread wide with a hint of Dunce's favorite wet dog food smeared over both her tits, on the inside of her thighs, through her pussy slit and as deep as she could stuff some in her cunt canal.

Taking a hint from some of the videos they watched online, Charles wrapped and secured heavy woolen socks on Dunce's fore paws to keep him from accidentally scratching Monica's sides and tits. To make things more exciting and preserve a record, Charles set up video cameras on both sides of the chaise positioned to catch every bit of the action from different angles.

With everything set, Monica pulled the dog closer to her and extended her tongue. Dunce immediately flicked out his tongue to meet hers outside their mouths and Monica let out a low moan at the perversity of French kissing the animal with her husband watching. When she pulled him closer, Dunce eagerly began licking the dog food smeared across her body, driving her to the brink of an orgasm while licking her tits and nipples.

Charles offered lots of verbal encouragement while gently pushing the dog's head toward Monica's waiting cunt. By the time the dog's nose was sniffing Monica's pussy slit, Dunce's cock was halfway out of its furry sheath with droplets of precum steadily dribbling from the tip.

'Suck or stroke him all the way out,' Monica told Charles as she rolled to her knees and held her pussy lips part for Dunce's rough and eager tongue with both hands, 'then guide that dick into me, all of it including the knot at the base.'

Other than the fact it was a dog's dick in his hand, the situation was quite familiar to Charles. He often sucked and stroked some of their mutual play partners' or her various boyfriends' cocks hard before guiding them into his wife's cunt or asshole. Feeling them throb in his hand or mouth excited him as much as it did Monica when their creamy cum gushed into her.

Charles' dick stiffened and leaked precum when he wrapped his lips around the dog's emerging cock. He gagged a little at his first taste of the animal's acrid precum but kept Dunce's shaft in his mouth feeling it grow and harden.

'Hurry the fuck up and get that cock in my cunt,' Monica demanded vehemently, looking back over her shoulder to see some of the dog's watery precum seeping from her husband's lips.

She backed up until the tip of the dog's dick pressed against her left ass cheek and some of the hot precum splashed into her crack to flow down over her asshole and pulsing pussy slit. Monica moaned loudly and lowered her head to her hands on the floor while Charles rubbed the blunt end of Dunce's cock up and down in her slit a few times before positioning it right on her gaping entry.

At that point, Dunce got the idea. He lunged forward, wrapping his fore paws around Monica's sides as his dick plunged all the way into her cunt up to the tennis–ball sized knot at the base with his balls slapping against her clit with every rough rapid thrust.

Monica screamed, her whole body shuddering uncontrollably as the first wave of the newly–found tsunami of pleasure flooded through her body. Charles didn't know what else to do, having only watched a few videos. So he sat back on his heels to watch the dog's cock pummeling his wife's cunt and jerked off. The first spurts of his cum splattered on Monica's left side, her tit and cheek and hip.

After a few moments, Monica let out another blood–curdling shriek and Charles watched the dog's knot vanish into her cunt. Dunce humped her a few more times, then raised his leg and turned to face away from her as he pumped his hot cum deep inside her.

After almost ten minutes, Dunce stepped back, pulling his cock and knot out of Monica's cunt with an audible pop. The dog simply turned and walked away to clean his cock and balls on his usual resting spot in the corner. Monica slumped onto the floor, continuing to moan and quiver for a least another full minute with the dog's spent sperm steadily seeping from her gaping entry hole before opening her eyes and looking at Charles.

'Are you OK?' he asked, tentatively reaching out his right hand to tenderly touch her cheek.

'I'm way more than OK,' she gasped huskily, rolling on her back and scooping some of the dog's cum leaking out of her on her fingers before bringing them to her lips. 'That was the most intense fuck of my life, bar none including that time at the club when eight guys in a row fucked me so brutishly in less than thirty minutes a few months ago.'

Charles reached out his right hand, slipping a fingertip though her pussy slit to taste the dog's spent sperm for himself.

'Tasty, isn't it?' Monica smiled mischievously as she spread her pussy lips apart with both hands and even more of the acrid spunk oozed out of her. 'Go ahead and lick it out of me. I'm still quivering inside and want to cum again on your tongue and then your cock.'

Within thirty seconds, she was wailing another climax on his face while flailing against him uncontrollably. When his cock started to throb and ache, he roughly rammed that shaft into her as fast and hard as he could, feeling how slick the deepest recesses her cunt canal remained still coated with Dunce's watery sperm.

After that, they regularly played with Dunce after putting Mikey to bed. With a little practice and training, Dunce learned to get them both off using his tongue to fuck both their asses as well as Monica's pussy. They even discovered the dog was capable of two massive orgasms with a few hours rest and stimulation from their hands and mouths. Even years later, Charles regularly used the memory of the exquisite pain and pleasure of being knotted in his asshole that first time as masturbation material.

Over the course of a few months, they also accumulated quite a few images and videos of one or the other of them sucking, jerking off and fucking the dog. To make things even more interesting, they discovered an online community of people who not only shared their interest but made similar images and homemade movies as well. Unfortunately, none of them happened to live within any reasonable distance to enable in–person visits.

Then disaster struck.

Charles' business was floundering before the pandemic hit. The shutdown was the final straw. While Monica continued teaching high school English from home, Charles was stuck. It soon became obvious they needed to find another source of income to maintain their lifestyle.

'I wonder if others would get off on our videos as much as we do making and watching them,' Monica murmured huskily as Charles mounted her from behind while they watched one of the videos they got in trade of a teenage girl being fucked by a brindle Great Dane easily twice her size. 'A few people in the group did inquire if any were for sale from those who trade them.'

“'I suppose we can post something and see if there's interest, although we'll have to make all new ones wearing masks so no one can recognize us,” he replied before grunting his cum into her.

'Oh, damn...does that mean I have to fuck and suck and jerk off Dunce over and over and over again,' Monica laughed sarcastically while furiously rubbing her clit until her canal tightened on his deflating cock and her own orgasm rippled through her body.

Before going to bed, they posted a simple notice that videos were available for purchase on the group site. By the next evening when they checked, they had dozens of inquires.

Over the next few months, they built a fairly substantial customer base, even making some videos to order for much larger fees. Charles put some money into professional equipment to make and edit the videos, increasing the quality and the amount they could charge.

'I had the oddest request from a student today,' Monica told him at dinner one evening. 'A tenth grade girl asked me for a conference after class. Then she asked if our dog was available for a private session. Before I could deny anything and end the conversation, she said she recognized the small tattoos on the inside of my right forearm from one of our videos. She said she was gay but wanted to try a real cock and figured there was no worry about attachment with a dog.'

'So what did you tell her?' an alarmed Charles asked.

'She would have to just live with you manning the cameras when she gets here on Saturday afternoon at 2:00. She has no problem at all with you watching her suck and fuck Dunce and me or even jerking off while you did so, just as long as you don't touch her.'

So that's how they met Clair, a fifteen year old high school student who became Monica's regular and long–term lover. Charles could see right away why his wife was so attracted to the lithe teenager.

Besides a great body with perky C–cup tits and stiff nipples large enough to easily suck, the girl trimmed her pussy hair to a thick black strip no wider than her little finger that invited the eye and more to her pussy slit with thick puffy lips. The biggest attraction for Monica though was clearly the round silver ball piercing the tip of Clair's tongue. Charles knew he could never compete with that when licking Monica's slit and clit. After videoing the expert way the enthusiastic fifteen–year–old went down on Monica the first time and brought her to multiple shrieking climaxes, he was pretty sure the dog's rough tongue wouldn't necessarily either.

Clair had no problem at all with his presence. In fact, she seemed to revel in his obvious frustration at not being able to join in as he gawked at her body while he watched her and his wife get each other off on their tongues and fingers or take the dog's thick cock deep in her cunt or throat. She simply didn't want anything to do with him.

When Clair graduated from high school three years later, Monica moved in with her and Mikey in town, leaving Charles with the house and land in the country, the dogs and the video business....

….For the next few days, Charles tried to figure out how he could get Mikey out of the house the Saturday after he started living with him for the summer. He had two important and lucrative appointments that day, one in the early afternoon and the second that evening for couples who paid very handsomely to get fucked by Dunce or the younger chocolate Lab called Cherub or to slide a hard cock into the chocolate Lab bitch, Princess.

As a part of the fee, Charles always provided a video of the customers' experience, while keeping one for himself and distribution for quite handsome fees. The occasional blow job or ass fucking from the customer or their partner was always a welcome bonus.

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