While My Boyfriend Was Away.
My head dangled from my shoulders limply…
My boyfriend Melvin just came home from an insane three day shift at the station where he worked as a camera man and video editor. He must have been sauced up on caffeine and exhaustion because he practically assaulted me the moment he saw me in his apartment.
He often gets assignments like this, it was just a local TV station and short of staff and he would ask me to house sit while he was away. Just water the plants, feed the fish and walk the dog for an hour after my job in the bank before I go home.
So I just finished the chores in his place and was about to leave when he finally and suddenly arrived. He looked like a mess with his three-day unshaven beard and his long hair barely in a pony tail. He smelled like ashtray and stale coffee and sweat. He grunted as he lumbered into the house and he wrapped his thick arms about me and started kissing me and he lead me to the bedroom and we bumped into end tables and chairs and door posts but we didn’t care. He was popping my blouse buttons as he tore my clothes off and struggled with my bra. I was just catching my breath and soon I was out of my skirt and knickers before my eyes could fix on a single spot on the ceiling. I was down to my knee high nylon stockings and he had already pulled out his swollen cock. Soon his mouth was on mine and it tasted sweet, bitter and pungent like some exotic too old fruit. His cockhead prodded against my still tight and dry pussy, not getting more than an inch in before it was stopped on its tracks by my not quite ready cavity. He kept at it and the warmth of his flesh on my loins and his burly weight pressing against my breasts; I was almost ready. He must have felt me loosening up and he stabbed his entire length in even if I wasn’t entirely ready yet. I screamed in painful ecstasy and he rapidly rocked and ground his hips, driving his cock into my cunt. My peripheral vision dimmed and I saw white spots.
Melvin must have managed to lift me and flipped my over because my face and shoulders then pressed against the sheets while my ass was up in the air as Melvin pounded on it. Regaining some of my wits, I pressed my hand against the bed and struggled with what remaining energy I had left to lift my self up to at least all fours. Soon my head dangled from my shoulders limply and my hair was wild all around me, sticking to the sweat on my shoulders and back and breasts and making a tangled curtain in front of my eyes. I gathered the hair covering my face with a hand and placed it behind my ear. I then realized that Donnie was looking at us having sex.
Donnie is Melvin’s mastiff, a slobbering mass of muscle not unlike his owner. He sat on his haunches and he was staring at us. His gaze met mine. I did not know what came over me but it felt like his dark glassy eyes were looking through me. The way his body moved as he breathed quick and heavy reminded me of the labored breathing of a lover restraining desire. He sat there and watched us and and I was more turned on then ever. I could feel Melvin inside me with such intensity that my knees buckled from the pleasure, Melvin by reflex grabbed me by the hip to keep me stable never missing a beat with his thrusts. I, never missed a moment staring into Donnie’s eyes. I felt Melvin come inside me but he still rammed my ass with fervor with the last few seconds of his erection. I was then coming myself, wave upon wave. Mostly thanks to Melvin’s powerful skill in bed; but then I realize it was partly due to Donnie as well and his vast and penetrating brown eyes.
Melvin collapsed into a pile on his bed and started snoring within moments. His penis still shined with the moisture from my pussy and it looked silly in its smallness, yet red with the memories of its raging assault. His hair lay strewn across his pillows and his arms flew out in opposite directions. I would have liked it if he could have stayed awake long enough to even snuggle for a little while. But I knew he has exhausted the last few ounces of energy he had left and will sleep for most of tonight and tomorrow. I looked for my clothes as they were scattered across the room. My blouse was ruined and my panties were stretched into a bizarre shape. I looked for a tee shirt in Melvin’s cabinet and found a blouse that I must have left behind one night. As I had my head immersed in the mess of clothes in Melvin’s cabinet I felt a warm breath and a cold wet touch on my buttocks. Surprised, I turned around and Donnie had crept up to me from behind and had started to sniff my ass.
“You frightened me, “ I told Donnie.
My tone must have been reprimanding because he went down and his front legs entwined with my ankles. And he placed his huge chops on them like he was really sorry. I accepted his apologies with a sigh and took what I needed and started to dress. But I felt more naked as Donnie’s eyes never left my body. I don’t know, I am the kind of person who doesn’t mind being naked or dressed in front of people but undressing and dressing up is different issues. It feels like a transition time for me and I cannot bear to have someone watch me during those times. But Donnie was just a dog and I have been undressing and dressing in front of my Italian greyhounds, Malta and Creta, for years. I felt silly feeling awkward in front of Donnie but I still locked myself in the shower as I got dressed. I showed myself out of Melvin’s apartment and locked the door behind me. The last thing I saw was Donnie on the living room rug staring at me, watching me leave.