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She dropped Tiger's cock from her mouth and relaxed. Her mouth was sore from the intense sucking. She lay beneath the dog and admired the hard red shaft above her as he continued to hump slightly. The long cock waved back and forth above her face. She reached up and kissed it.
"Shit, I must be crazy. Tiger, that's the best cock I've ever sucked. You stupid dog, you don't even know what you have, do you? Ohhh, damn. This is insane."
Rita lapsed into some serious soul searching. She was sure that some woman had told her about fucking her dog, but she couldn't remember who it was. Or did she dream it?
Well she hadn't had any wine up to now, but she felt she needed a drink. Rita got up as Tiger busied himself licking his cock. She looked at the long tongue wrap around the disappearing red shaft.
"Hell Tiger, with a tongue like that, you don't need me do you?"
Rita poured a large glass of wine and flopped on the couch. Pandora's box appeared to be open. The first time was an accident brought on by the wine - maybe. This time she did it deliberately and liked it. Where is this going to go, she thought. A little more wine and some more mental arguing with herself until she fell asleep on the couch, she was exhausted.
When Rita awoke the next day she thought about her episode the night before. To her surprise, she didn't have any guilt feelings. She actually felt good; she had enjoyed it, why should she feel guilt. The dog wasn't hurt; in fact, he seemed to enjoy it. The only thing that bothered her was the annoying recollection of some woman telling her something about sex with a dog.
At work that morning Rita had a difficult time concentrating. If she wasn't thinking about Tiger and his big hard cock, she was thinking about the woman. The woman.. it was a woman, she was certain.... A red headed woman.....A rather plain looking red headed woman at a party..... Sally's Christmas party!.... That was it!..... The memory returned. She now recalled the woman being a bit drunk and telling her in confidence that she liked getting fucked by her dog. Her husband had interrupted them and pulled the woman away.
"Hi Sally. It's Rita. Good and yerself. ... Look, the reason I'm calling is that I'm trying to get in touch with a lady I met at your Christmas party. I lost her number..... She was a sort of mousy redhead about thirty. She was with her husband.....Yeah that sounds like her... Grace, huh... OK, thanks for the number."
That evening Rita called Grace. She wasn't sure why. She just wanted some support or some clue as to what she was feeling. She wasn't sure what to say.
"Hello."
"Hello, is this Grace?
"Yes."
"My name's Rita, we met at Sally Trent's Christmas party, I doubt if you remember me."
"Oh dear, I'm afraid I drank a bit too much, I can't say that you sound familiar."
"I guess we were all feeling pretty good that night. But you were telling me about your dog."
"Oh no! I hope I didn't say anything embarrassing. Oh dear..."
"Not at all, not at all. He sounded very special to you and I have a dog and I just wanted to talk to another dog lover."
"Oh my, that's an interesting way of putting it. Is your dog a big dog?"
"Yes, he's like a German Shepherd."
"Hmmm, yes. That's a very good size. I have a Doberman. Is there anything in particular that you wanted to talk about?"
"Ummmmm, wellll, I was just wondering what you do when your dog gets frisky, I mean...."
"You mean when the dog gets horny. Have you been noticing your dog getting aroused?"
"Well, yes. But what you said at the party.... I thought that you...well....oh, maybe I was mistaken."
"No, that's all right dear. Look, why don't you tell me what I said to you. I just don't remember a thing."
"Well, you said that you liked doing it.... I mean, you and your dog did....ahhm...oh, never mind."
"Oh goodness, did I say something about sex and my dog?"
"Yes, yes, that's it."
"And now you've tried it with your dog or you want to try it?"
"Well yes. Sort of."
Grace laughed "Oh my darling, welcome to the club. What can I tell you?