Date: Mon, 7 Oct 2019 17:07:50 +0000
From: Sam Iam <sam.i.am67@outlook.com>
Subject: My Affair with Ben, Chapter 3 (bestiality)

My Affair with Ben, Chapter 3


A few weeks later, I find myself lying flat on my back in the woods. The
sun is bright and there is a chill in the air, but yet I am warm and still
sweating from my workout.  The cool air feels good on my exposed skin.  I
am naked from the waste down, wearing only my jogging socks. My cock is
turgid, curving slightly over my stomach and my balls are tight from the
chilly air. My shoes and my jogging pants are bundled together and tucked
behind my head as a make-shift pillow. My torso is lying mostly on top of
my open windbreaker which I had laid out moments before.  My legs are
slightly splayed, my cock is in my left hand and I 'm slowly stroking it,
playing my hand from the base to the tip over and over again, not rushing
but relishing the pleasure that I am giving myself.  My eyes are closed and
there are no sounds but for a slight breeze in the trees above me and the
low, muffled moans coming from my mouth.  I breath in through my nose, and
I am intoxicated by a warm, damp animal smell so nearby to me. My eyes open
and I am looking up at the dark-haired underbelly of my new mate, this
magnificently huge Black Labrador retriever named Ben, my lover.  Ben is
standing over me, unmoving, with his rigid cock buried several inches
inside of my warm, wet mouth.  His cock pulses rhythmically with each thin
ejaculation that he pushes out and into my waiting throat. My lips hold him
gently and my tongue swirls and darts and plays along the length of him,
teasing the tip with some gently flicks and swirling once again.  I close
my eyes again, relieving that sense so I can better concentrate on the
taste and smell of him. I swallow his cum occasionally, and at times his
ejaculate fills my throat quickly, but then subsides again to a small few
drops; however, I am intent on drinking as much of him as I can and
pleasuring his cock as much as possible. After all of these years, I still
know very little about when a dog 's orgasm happens. Is it immediate and
quick? Or is it long lasting, coinciding with each ejaculation?  What I
know for certain is that Ben is feeling pleasured, and in his pleasure I
feel my own orgasm building within me.  With my right hand I quickly tug my
t-shirt up off my stomach and then I gently reach up to hold Ben 's balls
as I begin to cum, my legs spreading slightly more as I dump my load onto
my stomach, my moans of pleasure humming over the big dog cock in my mouth.


Several minutes before, I had been out on my morning exercise, this time
deciding on a jog rather than a walk.  Ever since my first encounter with
Ben, my morning routine has been filled with anticipation that I might find
him out loose. On this morning, I jogged past the road where he lived and
there was no sign of him. I made my way further south, nearing the path in
the woods near the reservoir where I first brought Ben to mate with
me. Turning a slight bend, my heart began to race and my pace quickened
when I spotted Ben moving up the road ahead and away from me.  "Ben! " I
shouted, and he stopped to turn and look at me.  "Ben! Hey boy! I yelled
again. His tail started wagging and he turned to walk toward me. He had
recognized either my voice or my form and I could barely jog from the
excitement of possibly being with him.  Ben was just south of the reservoir
path, so when I got to the path I stopped and he then ran up to me, jumping
up and throwing his weight against my body.  With a quick check, I once
again saw no cars or signs of anyone around, so I wasted no time and made
my way down the path. Ben followed immediately and then ran past me on the
path to lead the way.


We made it to the clearing where we had mated the first time. I was
breathing hard and my head was spinning with anticipation. I quickly
unzipped my windbreaker, removing it and laying it down on the dry leaves
on the floor of the woods. Ben circled me, jumping up a few times, his
entire body wiggling with excitement. I bent to untie first one then the
next sneaker, kicking them off my warm feet and then, with one more quick
glance around, I tugged both my jogging pants and briefs down my legs,
dropping them in a pile on top of my shoes. I got quickly down onto my
knees and Ben came to me, licking my face and neck and I opened my mouth to
his slobbery tongue so we could kiss.  I ran my hands over his back and
down his hind quarters, gently feeling his furry black balls and cupping
his sheathed cock in my hand. Then Ben stopped to smell and lick the tops
of my sweaty thighs, eventually pushing his muzzle deep under my testicles,
smelling and licking me there a few times. My cock started to grow pretty
quickly, especially when his warm tongue licked me there as well. Ben then
came behind me, still licking me and smelling me, taking in my scent. I
imagined him imprinting my taste and smell and voice in his mind, learning
about his mate. I dropped to my hands and exposed my ass to him, which he
then also treated to some deep warm wet licks and sniffs. My cock was now
fully rigid beneath me and I was so ready to be fucked by this terrific
huge animal.


Then, to my surprise, Ben took the lead. He leapt against me from behind,
mounting me quickly without my assistance.  He was learning!  His paws
moved around my waste and he pulled himself forward, his hips slightly
bucking against me. I was determined to not guide him with my hand this
time, hoping he would mate naturally with me.  So, with my experience, I
knew then to slightly lower my back and raise my ass to meet him, expertly
aligning his probing cock with my sphincter, which had been wetted by his
tongue a few moments before. With just one more gentle thrusts, Ben 's
pointed cock pushed deeply inside of me. He was taking me, taking his mate,
and I was shaking with the excitement of it all.  Ben 's hips jerked and
pumped just a few times, and he lifted his back legs off the ground, first
one, then the other. This was still not the wild throttling that I was
hoping for, but Ben was growing rapidly inside of me and still learning how
to fuck.  I spread my legs slightly wider for him and his cock was fully
inside of my ass. Having held his knot in my bare hand twice before, I knew
that I could take it and let him tie with me, but as his knot continued to
grow I made the quick decision to relax and pull away from him. As
desperately as I wanted him, I knew that tying with Ben out in the open
like this would be way too risky, and when I pulled away his cock slipped
all the way out of me.


Ben slid off my back and began lapping at my wet ass and the cum that he
had splashed there. I turned away from him and got onto my back,
positioning myself so that my head was underneath his stomach and his back
legs were on either side of my neck. I reached for my sneakers and jogging
pants, quickly bundling them so that I could put them under my head. Ben
was dripping and squirting onto my chest, so then I gently grabbed the base
of his cock behind his knot and I guided him into my mouth. If I couldn't
have his cock inside of my ass, I was going to enjoy it for as long as
possible inside of my mouth.  With my head elevated, I was able to take 3-4
inches of him into my lips and he thanked me with several large jets of his
thin cum, which I gratefully swallowed for him. Then I closed my eyes and
my hand reached for my turgid prick...


Back up on the road, Ben followed me as I walked my way back toward the
road where he lived. My head was still spinning from the thrill of this
third encounter with him. I could still taste him in my mouth and his scent
was all over my hands and body. I walked Ben to his house, but with nobody
in sight I went toward the walkway to the door. Then something interesting
happened. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw some movement in a window
which was clearly the naked ass of a young woman moving hastily and then a
man following behind her. I paused a moment, then went to knock on the
door.  "Just a minute! " I heard, and then after a few moments the door
opened. Ben 's owner was there, bare-chested, hair a mess, wearing just
jeans. I said "Hey, I found your dog out roaming again " to which he
curiously replied, "Oh, I thought you were my wife! "  I had obviously
stumbled upon another indiscretion!  I smiled slightly and said, "no, just
me, bringing your dog home. He's a VERY good boy! "  Ben 's owner thanked
me again, Ben went inside and the door closed behind him.


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