In this story you will see some thing that will shock you, if you have not experenced it in your own life, so please read with an open mind, you will see what I mean thank you and enjoy from Lisa:
Lisa lay in her bed, confused thoughts spinning in her mind. She was deeply troubled by her reaction to Samson and felt horribly guilty, ashamed. "How could I let it go so far... he was almost..." Her thoughts trailed off. It was just so mortifying, she could hardly think about it. She drifted off into sleep.
The next morning, Lisa woke up, feeling good. She jumped out of bed, ready to start the day. By the light of day, last nights events seemed much more manageable. She blamed it all on the scotch, "I shouldn't drink alone, it always gets me too horny." She laughed it off to herself, and walked out into the kitchen, still wearing her thin t-shirt.
She didn't give it a second thought, at least consciously. Looking back, she later realized she was deliberately but deniably tempting fate, playing with fire, her own fire! But at the moment, most of her wasn't thinking about a thing except starting the day.
She walked into the kitchen, began to start breakfast and remembered Samson. Samson! She pushed the thoughts of last night out of her head and put some dogfood out for him. Samson wolfed down the food, lapped up some water, and lay down, watching her.
See dogs take a lot in when we notice them and their feeling, the are so eager to please their Bitches as I'm near one of his.
Lisa bustled around the kitchen, and leaned over to set the table for her own breakfast. Samson snuck up behind her and nosed up under her t-shirt. Lisa practically jumped and wheeled around to face him. "No, Samson, bad dog!" she reprimanded. Samson looked at her, confused, with big puppydog eyes. "Yes, you're cute, but don't be rude," Lisa said. ha ha ha He was not rude he just was checking on his little new bitch
Samson just wagged his tail and playfully jumped up with his paws against her chest. Lisa laughed and took a step backwards. "You already had breakfast. Its my turn now."
Yes it was her turn now he was thinking to himself with out being able to speak to her and asking the sexy questions from her, he did what was natural to him a dog.
Samson pushed against her. "He is strong," she thought, not for the first time. She took another step backward. Lisa looked down and noticed with a start, "Its showing!" It was disconcerting to be reminded of his protruding maleness.
He was showing her what he had for her and he was ready when she was he knew she was so close to being in heat and was not going to miss it.
She took another step back. The dog was heavy! He was pushing her back toward the family room. A thrill ran through Lisa's mind. "He's attracted to me." She instantly suppressed the thought, "Don't be ridiculous, this is a dog." Oh yes but a very smart dog He knew Lisa was alone and was soon to be on heat and need a male to fix that very desire in her to mate.
But she felt herself stirring. "The dog had desires and needs of his own," she thought to herself, "Its not just what I want." Lisa shivered a little at that, and took another step backward as Samson continued to push his paws into her chest.
Suddenly she felt the cushion of the couch against her knees, and sat down abruptly, propelled by the dog's paws pushing her backwards. "Whoa, boy," she exclaimed, startled.
Lisa leaned back against the back of the couch, which had the effect of pushing her legs and crotch forward at the same time. She was suddenly reminded of her near-naked state under the thin t-shirt.
Samson pushed forward, pressing his upper body against her breasts under the t-shirt. She felt his weight and felt her nipples hardening. His sudden urgency was scary and at the same time... stimulating. She felt his fur against her bare legs,
and was startled by the sudden and insistent feel of his erect cock, pushing toward his goal... toward HER!
Lisa was suddenly all too aware of her circumstances, her near-naked state and the presence of an aroused, ("FULLY aroused" she thought to herself) animal pressing himself toward her.
Wow was he what she wanted; of cause he was a woman knows very well that when she makes a man aroused she knows its by her power over his will, and her scent, of her Pherimones that both animal and human can smell is a turn on or off; but on this occasion it was on, and he was doing all the asking here.
"I can't do this!" her panic hit her like a lightening bolt. She felt IT brush against her pubic hair, and freaked out. She suddenly found the strength to push him away, leapt off the couch and ran into her bedroom, sobbing.
She did have the presence of mind to slam the door behind her.
Lisa lay in her bed, sobbing and panting. With shame and confusion, she lay quivering, thinking about what had almost just happened. No alchohol to blame this time! "What's wrong with me..." she sobbed, "How could I let him almost...almost," it was too awful to contemplate.
But as she thought about what almost was, she found herself reaching down between her legs, sobbing and shaking, and stroked herself to a quaking orgasm.
See what i'm saying here she wants it as much if not more than He but in his gentle way of asking her the only way He knows how to ask, and He was snuffed out of somthing that is so wonderful and out of this world for two lovers to engage in, and no fear of getting Pregnant, or her husband finding out she has had sex with a another male.
She lay in bed afterwards, still upset. Still confused. Still aroused. Angry with herself for her arousal. Angry at Samson. Mad at her husband for getting the dog and leaving her alone with him. Scared of her own powerful reaction.
Oh come on Lisa let yourself go and enjoy it all and become in love with Samson , he will love you even more each time, with more boldness as you get more confident at making love to him.
So "What am I going to do for the next two weeks?" she thought.
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