BARTOLO, MY CANINE LOVER. Before starting to write this story, I have read a lot of zoophilia, sex with dogs in TR, and

BARTOLO, MY CANINE LOVER. Before starting to write this story, I have read a lot of zoophilia, sex with dogs in TR, and I have realized that mine is not It has nothing to do with what other authors narrate. At first they are much more daring things that I, and then the dogs that appear, have nothing to do with my Bartolo, beautiful, all pedigree, a toy poodle, a little ball of gray hair, with bright black eyes, fun, playful, that when you touch it it seems break, away from those dominant males that appear in said stories. Bartolo appeared in my life as a married woman, with a child, petite bourgeoisie, out of friendship, because my husband and I are friends of its owner, Antonio, between us Tony. He is a neighbor of the tower where I live, 44 years old, a beauty, dark-skinned, with huge green eyes, with the longest eyelashes that I have seen, with sensual lips, even and super white teeth, slim, We are a crazy man, although he is gay, not in the crazy way, but in the sweet way. To eat him, and he's also my gynecologist. With him we exchanged DVDs and books, together we have reread the complete saga of the musketeers and seen the American era of Lubitch, things that unite a lot, perhaps more than the annual review that women we make ourselves. So, when he asked us to take care of his dog, During the week before the congress, we could not refuse. And Bartolo entered our lives. It was a toy, with which the three of us laughed, a My son's playmate, that's how the first days were. The only job What he gave was to take him for a walk so he could do his business, and with good time it was a pleasure to walk a couple of blocks with him. But something changed on the fourth day. We were alone, I I was reading TR stories, hot, caressing myself, wearing a tunic like everyone else. clothes, when Bartolo began to climb on my calf, he was panting wanting fuck me, and a little pink head came out of his hairy penis, his glans turned on and wet. I kicked him away but he came back and back. I stopped reading, realizing that my sexual humidity prompted, and I went to the shower, I finished masturbating with the warm stream, and well I washed, dried myself, put on some cologne and changed my clothes for a Chinese and a t-shirt. I went back to the living room and read the newspapers. Argentines and Spaniards on the Internet. It didn't take long for him to repeat his attempts to catch her. With I pushed him away with another gentle kick, but after a while, moving the stump of my tail attacked my calf. It wasn't just my fever. I realized that I was starting to ovulate and the damn mutt must have smelled it. I thought that, with the touch of his wet penis, he was going to make me stain my pants, so I rolled them up, to the joy of Bartolo, who moved The more the tail and the more fucking attempts he made. And without wanting to, I started a game of seduction, I put the leg, he let me rub him, I kicked him out, and he came back again and again. and I was leaving getting horny with the poodle's attacks. I stopped, and decided to go out to do the errands, they weren't many, it would end soon but I was afraid if I returned home. It seemed to me that I was having a hard time, getting hot with a dog. So I entertained myself, I went to the Book Boutique, I had a beer in a jar, I took a look at some news, without rushing listening to the delicious music they play, I spent more than one hour. When I returned, calmer, I bought bread, tobacco, and a couple of Coca Zero queues and I went up to the apartment. There my little dog greeted me, all joy and tail wagging, running around me. The truth is that it was a beauty, a frisky little ball of hair, so I prepared mate and got in the terrace to read quietly, I had 3 hours ahead of me until I had to go look to my son. Bartolo returned to the attack, with his scrubs and catch attempts. And for me, seeing his dick coming out of its sheath excited me. increasingly. I don't want to justify myself, but I thought it wasn't right. that my son encountered a lazy dog, and that the way to avoid his continuous attacks was simple, to express the milk. I went to the bedroom and put on my tunic, I was afraid and I didn't want to get dirty, when I came back, I sat on the couch and called Bartolo. came Quickly, I grabbed it and put it on my lap. It was delicious to caress her hair, her little body Trembling, I turned him over, paws up, feeling his warmth through the fabric, I ran my hand over his belly, and with two fingers I caught his dick. It was a few quick touches, not many, until he jumped his semen, staining my clothes, and a couple of drops reaching my face. He remained calm, went to his cushion, drank a little water and fell asleep. After washing, I spent the day excited, doing the things in a mechanical way. At night, after putting the child to bed and having dinner, mimosa I began to rub my husband, until I felt him grow and harden and I He took my wrist leading me to the bedroom. Without looking at him, I took off my shirt, the chinos and the panties "Fuck me like a little dog" I got on all fours on the floor, he, without With care, he stood behind me, and stuck his cock into my oozing pussy. I wanted it so much that I left after a few thrusts, but he continued, and began to spank me, while telling me more and more Quick: "Do you like it like that, dog?" It was delicious, it seemed like it was not going to end, I went back to leave, when he noticed that he was finishing, he pulled me towards him and I felt how he spilled his milk in the deepest part of me. I barely slept, I felt dirty, I only managed to sleep dream, when I thought that what had happened was not a big deal. When I woke up Lalo was still sleeping. I thought I owed him something, I lowered my mouth to the level of his member, it was fat and hard, I sucked it Until he woke up, he grabbed my head so I could swallow all his semen. "Wow, how nice to wake up! I'm going to be late." I stayed in bed listening to him shower, I got up and I prepared breakfast. In the kitchen, he in a suit, I naked, he gave me a kiss farewell and told me: "I'll be a little late today. I have dinner with a client. So I will come not hungry for food, yes for sex. The memory of the blowjob morning, it's going to keep me warm all day. I woke up, washed and dressed my son, fed him breakfast and I took him to school. On the way back I found Bartolo, jumping on his little legs, with my nerves I had forgotten to take the cause of my troubles to pee. dark desires I took him down to the street and he barely urinated, I took him upstairs, left him in the terrace, I closed, and I prepared mate. I didn't feel like doing anything, I read the newspaper, I did the sudoku, I wasn't feeling well, I felt like crying terribly. I, hot for a dog, seemed terrible to me. Was something dirty, that I didn't think could happen to me, but feeling so desired, the The power I exercised over him made me crazy. The morning sun was shining on the terrace, the poor thing He looked in vain for the shadow. I opened it and let him in, I put fresh water in his kitchen and I decided to ignore him. I grabbed the chronicle of Bernal Díaz del Castillo and I began to savor the adventures, in old Spanish, of the soldier who accompanied Cortés. I barely had two pages when my little one was my side I was wearing the same chinos and t-shirt as the day before. He leaned on the calf and began to try to catch me, hugging my leg with his little paws, He pushed again and again with his member. A stain was made on the fabric. I pulled the pants to prevent them from getting more stained and my skin was exposed. I felt your heat, its humidity and the hardness of the animal member. A current took me up head and went down to my privacy. I realized I was wet. I got scared and pushed him hard, he spun around a couple of times. across the floor, colliding with the table leg. He stayed looking at me. With the little body stuck to the ground, crawling, approached me, and did something I didn't expect. He licked my bare feet. It was a flash, I got hot in a second, I licked with quick licks, filling my flesh with his saliva. I looked at him, he was happy and I made a decision: continue, try, with fear, with care, but explore. I left him in the living room, and went to the bedroom, looked for a colaless and a bra, I undressed, and put them on. They were my little shell, Everything else was within reach of my canine gallant. I returned to the living room with a towel that I spread out on the ground, I lay down on it. Bartolo ran towards me and licked my hip. left, was pleasant, moving his tongue quickly and changing as he It brought out the salty taste of my skin. I changed his hip, he repeated the operation with care. I was excited by what I was doing, I felt deliciously perverse, and warm rather than hot, that is to say at ease, it was a sparkling physical pleasure, like drinking champagne, how you feel in a jacuzzi but better. I grabbed him and lifted him into the air, his dick was hard with her head out, wet. I carefully put it on my belly, I had I was afraid that he would scratch me, but SURPRISE, my nails were cut, I only felt the mattresses of their hooves. And in one fell swoop I understood: my gynecologist used it. To give him pleasure, his faggot made the little animal suck him. Was quite a discovery. I got up with the poodle in my hands, and brought it closer to my chest, he licked the valley between my breasts that was outside the bra. Was delicious. How well the condemned man licked his tongue. When I went to the kitchen, he followed me wagging his tail. I grabbed the Light jam, its owner had me warned not to give him sugar. I smeared sweets all over my body, except what is covered by the bikini. My sweetie pounced on me, sucked me, licked me with his tongue that gave me small currents of pleasure all over my skin. Me left clean and burning, but gluttony had reduced his lust, and hard cock had become the usual little thing he had between his paws. I left it on the balcony and went to shower. I put the water warm and strong. I had nipples erect, I squeezed them between my fingers until they hurt, I wanted to feel the pleasure masochist of little pain. I passed the water in a single stream, increased its power, and I directed it at my pussy. They were little needles that stuck in me sex. One hand on the artichoke, watering my privacy, the index of the other He looked for my clit and started caressing it, I came. I made the water a little hotter, lowering the strength and I rested, standing in its rain. More calmly I touched myself again, the search for orgasm was slower and strangely calm, when I exploded, I was completely relaxed. I dried myself and applied cream. I looked at the clock, without realizing Now it was time to go look for my son. With so much licking, there was no lunched. I had a yogurt, put on a T-shirt, panties and jeans and went down to look for it. It was a good day, spring gave us warmth 23-24 degrees pleasant, I stayed with the child in the house games. Immediately It was filled with other mothers with the same objective and around them we set up our little gathering of girls, married, with children and relatively young. While the child was playing, I went up and took Bartolo down to do his business, I took him up, and I reengaged in the conversation. It was starting to get dark when I arrived at the apartment with my son. I bathed him, I gave him dinner. With school and so much play, fell asleep I was left alone waiting for my husband, the dog in the terrace, I put on a DVD of Jesús Franco that we had brought from Madrid, the Justine's adventures with her washed-out style, but with the frames perfect, tribute to Wells they made me pass the time. The phone rang, it was Lalo who was going out to dinner with a customer and then would have a drink. He whispered to me "little bitch, you got me hot" I made myself a raw ham sandwich with tomato and with a beer that I drank straight from the can, I got hooked on TV again. After a while, I undressed and went to bed, I started reading, but first I left a note for my husband: "WAKE ME UP LIKE YOU KNOW". I fell asleep, I was woken up by my man's cock looking fit between my thighs. He came with drinks and was hot, so he rode me with fury and without worrying about me, he filled me with his semen. After ejaculating, he turned and stayed asleep. I accompanied him on the path of Morpheus, while I masturbated with care. "Honey, yesterday we had dinner at Oviedo and then we left to have a drink at Black, he went with a little whore and I came back horny lost home" "My baby, you have the sluttiest bitch at home" - he I answered with a light peck. "Today when you come, you will see what a dog in heat." He came out and I did my housewife routine. It was after 10 when I decided to continue with my experience. (To be continued)