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Jessica abhorred parties. It wasn't the atmosphere or the people. It was how fake it all was. Every pleasantry and false words of politeness and care seemed designed to give the appearance of care for one another but none of it was ever real. The closest thing to real that Jessica found at these parties was usually the alcohol and even this one seemed positively primitive to her standards. The last thing that the collie wanted was a Budweiser. No thank you.

More frustrating than anything else to her was the absence of her husband whenever he would go off to mingle with some of his friends. She'd realized long ago that their view of these parties was very different. However, she loved that dumb lug far too much to ever consider denying him. If she could bore him with Disney movies then she could put up with the occasional party at his friend's house.

All the love in the world, however, couldn't save her from the fact that they'd been having a rough patch. Jessica felt that he was just too rough on her sometimes. Sure, a little rough play was exciting and fun but he'd tried to enter her womb a few times and that was far too rough for her. Worse still, he had, once or twice, acted entitled to her. That led to the worst argument--the one that almost ended everything.

Sipping a drink, she went out to the house's terrace. The hot desert air was still close to unbearable even at night. However, the high 90's were still a welcome break from the brutality of the 110 and above it reached in the day. And hearing the people gossip about her marriage was much less preferable than the heat.

Her trouble with her husband was none of their damn business and they knew it. She hated the way they would talk to her about seeing a counselor. A lot of people went to see counselors. Jessica wanted to be alone that night. Leaning over the balcony, Jessica tried to drown out the noise and stench of a couple dozen furs crammed into a small apartment. Looking out at the city, she smiled, enjoying the lights of their home. A hand pressed onto the small of her back and made the collie shiver.

"Hey, beautiful," a handsome German Shepherd grinned at her. She knew his face from these parties. Though she would never admit it to David, she always found him rather attractive. Immediately color burned into her cheeks. "You're David's wife, right? I'm John."

"Hey yourself, stud. And yes, I'm married to that dog." She said, turning around to put her back to the railing. "Come here often?" It was a dumb question and she knew it but she wanted to keep him talking, keep him looking at her. How much had she drunk tonight to enable to flirt with this strange dog?

"Oh, now and then. How about you?"

"My dumb husband loves dragging me to these things. I honestly hate them sometimes but they make him happy so I'm not one to complain too much."

The shepherd chuckled, his eyes burning into hers. It was intense and she felt herself burn hotter than before.

"I'm sure you get him back somehow," he mused, his paw moving down her arm to rest on her hand atop the railing.

"Oh, sometimes." Despite the color in her cheeks and the wooziness in her head as the dog moved in close enough that she could feel his breath on her face... Jessica still managed to flirt back with him. "Honestly I'm just keeping him around because he's great in bed."

There was a loud, almost cruel laugh that came from the shepherd. David was well-known for having quite the endowment. The slacks he wore would usually articulate his cock, making it clear that his size was, well, formidable.

"Oh well that's no fair at all, is it? Besides," he reached out and grabbed her drink, downing the rest of it in a single motion. "I can guarantee that I'm better."

Jessica felt her tail wagging a little faster, and she leaned up, planting a kiss on his cheek. "And what makes you so sure that you're good enough for me to sneak around behind my husband's back for?"

The dog paused for a moment, eyes looking her over for a moment as if she weren't sure how to answer that. "Because, ever since I said I'm better your eyes have been all over my crotch."

Jessica couldn't look at John. She turned back to the balcony, looking over the lights for a moment before turning back to face him. He was right. She'd been looking at him like a piece of meat and thinking about how good he looked. His body seemed to be sculpted in all the right places and his face was just stunning.

"You have me there. But I don't want to just hear you talk about it. I expect you to prove it." Her hips swayed as she walked away, letting each sultry move of her body taunt the dog, showing him what she had to offer. She was pleased to note that not only was he following her back into the drone of the party's noise and the cool, air conditioned air that felt all the better after just being outside. Jessica was happy that John followed her out the door of the party, ignoring the words and glances from everyone else. She could feel his eye burning into the back of her tempting figure and his tail was giving a lazy wag of its own. At the door to the apartment, she opened it, stepping into the hallway, John in tow.

The nice thing about being a patron to this party as often as Jessica was is that she knew the best way to the roof, a place where she and her husband often would slink away to when the party's noise got too much for her. Just across the hall from the apartment was the stairwell leading to the roof's terrace. Due to the summer's ferocious heat, it sat deserted more often than not, making it a perfect place for her planned escapade.

Atop the building was a stunning panoramic view of the entire city, complete with the darkness where mountains shot from the ground, lights speckling the ground around them with a sort reverence to the mountains.

"You keep teasing me with that ass, dog," John growled as soon as they were alone on the top of the building.

"Well, you need to put your money where your mouth is, dog." Jessica shot back. She wasn't surprised when his paws grabbed her face and she was all too eager to return the kiss. Jessica's lips met his, letting him get a taste before her tongue glanced at his own for a moment or two. She wasn't sure why she was kissing him but she never stopped. It never occurred to her that she was betraying her husband. Anger and lust had swirled, making a confusing moment for the poor collie. All that she knew was how much she wanted him. John's paws moved beneath her shirt and she whimpered in the kiss. His paws moved up to find her breasts, bare beneath his grip.

"Went commando today, I see," John chuckled.

"You have no idea," Jessica teased back.

The shepherd's face shifted into a smile and he gave a hard squeeze which made her hips press into his with another, much more insistent whimper, John pulled her shirt up and over her head, leaving her topless.

"I think that you're just playing. You don't think I'll really sleep with me. You don't have the stomach to cheat," he laughed, his claws going from her spine out to her hips, making the collie shiver. She was embarrassed to note that her hips rolled forward into his because of his motion.

"You talk too much." Jessica shut him up with a kiss, her tongue's attack accepted into his mouth. The shepherd groaned just loud enough for her to hear when he felt her slender paw dipping into his pants, grabbing his swollen sheath and squeezing.

Jessica considered herself a connoisseur of cocks. A couple boyfriends before she met her husband gave her an idea what she liked but she had to admit that her husband had the best cock she'd ever had up til now. This one was perfect though. It grew into her hand, pinning her wrist between its size and the hem of his jeans. John's paws undid his pants, letting that large cock flop out, smacking her stomach with its size.

Already Jessica could smell that musk. The scent of a male, a strong, virile male was positively intoxicating. Her lips met his again.

"The perfect gift," she whispered, sliding down to her knees. Looking up at the male who had slipped his shirt off, Jessica was all too aware of the kind of man she had nabbed. His paws grabbed her head and pushed it down, forcing her to look at her prize.

The red shaft seemed to be just about seven inches. Its girth considerable probably would make her walls ache to take it but somehow she knew it would be worth it. His firm hand kept her in place, unnecessary though the primal aspect of being forced into that place made her more than a little bit excited. Shifting from one knee to the other, Jessica got comfortable as the growing heat grew into dampness between her thighs.

"Be a good girl and get this all wet for me. You know you want to." The man above her teased. His words made her face hot, burning in embarrassment. She did want this. She wanted John so badly that it made her more excited than she had been in a while.

"Yes, sir," she muttered. Her paws gripped his shaft, one at the base and the other on the body. Her tongue danced over the rod, letting her soft tongue move around it, acting as a cushion for a prized possession such as it was. Jessica squeezed her eyes shut and moved down, letting his red shaft disappear into her mouth. She pushed forward past the initial discomfort, trying to get as far down as she could.

The collie's jaw ached, her gag reflex threatening to act up but still she pushed on. She moved down, pushing down as far as she could manage.

"Easy now," the shepherd managed. "Don't hurt yourself."

But Jessica, stubborn as her family and husband could certainly attest to, pressed forward. Her nose finally rubbed into the dog's pubic fur, breathing cut off by the tapered canine tip cutting her airflow.

"Mmm!" She garbled out. The next noise to escape her lips was a groan that came around his generous mouthful. The scent of him was all she could process. It was so strong, so powerful that any thoughts of her husband were pushed away. She could only think of this beast in her mouth and the paw on her head that forced her to pleasure it--as if she would dare decline. She let go of his cock, moving her paws up his body, feeling his strong figure before her claws dragged down, leaving a trail in their wake.

The shepherd growled, pulling back with his hips only to push back in. Jessica gave an audible gasp, happy to breathe with ease once again. Before her throat was blocked off again by the dog's gorgeous shaft. Even his balls against her chin made her dizzy with lust. The lust, the need for his approval and seed forced all thoughts of the party, her husband out of her mind.

She pulled back and moved her tongue along the underside in the same motion. Feeling his cock pulse in her mouth, tasting the strong taste of a dog, a strange dog at that, was all so exciting for Jessica. She was bored of the normal plug and play with her husband, she wanted excitement and finally she was getting it.

"S-shit, I must be more pent up than I thought I was," he grinned, though not without a blush in his cheeks. "I'm already getting close, doll. You might want to pull out."

Jessica knew what he meant. She abhorred swallowing. Something about the act always bothered her. It was filthy, and not the fun kind of filthy, just filthy filthy. His cock twitched in her mouth, violent twitches hit the roof of her mouth, prodding her soft pallet with another dollop of pre. She wouldn't swallow. Deep down, the collie knew that she could never swallow like that. It would be far too dirty to do so. Before she could even make up her mind, the shepherd's cock burst, ropes of cum shooting out and plastering her mouth.

And she swallowed.

When Jessica tasted the first ropes of his cum hitting her tongue... The collie could only swallow it. Every last bit of it seemed precious, far too precious to let it hit the ground or to spit it out. She let it all fill up her mouth before downing it like a cold cup of water on a hot, desert day.

"W-wow..." the dog groaned, staring down at the bitch between his legs. His knees shook and he couldn't even register what just happened. His jaw hung open, breathing hard. It took him a moment to form his words. His lips moved but no sound came out. "I thought you never swallowed for anyone. At least that's what your husband told me."

Jessica wasn't surprised that David would say something like that, but she still felt her ears and cheeks burn hot at his words. She shrugged and pulled off with a lewd slurp that only made his cock twitch in front of her muzzle.

"He should learn to keep his mouth shut and maybe I'll keep my mouth shut more often." Jessica gave a light giggle. "Besides, I wanted to please you."

John's tail gave a wag, smiling down at the collie. Her paws went where her eyes did, rubbing his thighs up to that strong body. It wasn't sculpted or Adonis-level but she could feel the muscles beneath the fur and pudge. John's paw reached down, helping her to her feet. The two stood face to face.

"You know," the shepherd grinned. "I still plan on bending you over the railing."

It was Jessica's turn for her tail to wag. She moved over to the railing and leans over, bringing her tail up, showing off her cute butt in her jeans. "I'm all yours, handsome."

The dog felt her jeans being pulled down, ignoring the zipper and button entirely but still leaving her bare butt nude before him. She gave a light gasp, but her tail didn't stop its motion at being stripped for him.

"No panties?" John laughed.

"What can I say, I had a hunch this was going to happen. Though I thought it would be my husband doing this, not you." The collie's hips rolled back to his, feeling his thick cock with wet lips. "Now, if you don't mind."

The shepherd took the hint. His cock pushed into her body without a second's hesitation. Jessica was surprised at first as she was expecting some banter and back and forth before the moment of truth, but he didn't seem to care. Rather the shepherd seemed to be entranced by her. Jessica noticed a somewhat glazed look in his eyes when she looked over her shoulder. He was fighting the urge not to slam in deep.

"Ooooh yeah. Someone clearly enjoys that tight snatch," she teased him. The feeling of his cock slipping in deeper, every inch was a war won which left her whimpering. The knot pressed up to her lips and she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he would be tying her up on the roof. His cock got in so far that she could feel the tip poking against her cervix. His knot was halfway inside her already, Jessica new that the full thing would be a tight, somewhat painful fit. A sharp gasp left her mouth when he brushed that tip against it.

"Oooh shit," the shepherd moaned, his tip being squeezed by that tight ring of flesh. It was oh so tempting to push his knot inside her but where was the fun of that? The shaft pulled out, being released from the tight clamp of pressure to tip. Her soft folds were so smooth and wet that it seemed impossible not to notice her squeezing him with all the desperation she could find in herself.

"B-better be careful with that. If it hits my cervix..." she groaned, squeezing down on him when his cock slid back inside of her to fill her up to the brim once more. "Oh f-fuck that's amazing." The collie was in heaven, writhing in place and rolling her hips back against his, coating his lap in her fluids, marking him in an intimate way as someone who managed to get balls deep inside of her. She felt his cock flex inside, making the tip brush against that wall of resistance again. The razor thin line between pain and pleasure lit up, burning inside when he did that and she almost felt like giggling but he did it again and Jessica squealed. His cock was toying with her, taunting her with possibilities even as her body screamed against the idea of that ring being penetrated.

She kept gasping and moaning out loud every time her lover's cock pushed in deep, filling her up as much as she could handle. He was far from brutal, in fact, the collie was rather happy with how gentle he was with her, all things considered. His paws moved from her hips up to her shoulders. She gripped tight on the railing and the shepherd just kept coming. His balls smacked into her body, knot getting closer to popping inside of her each time he moved in. A panting gasp left her breathless when his arm moved to her clit, brushing that nub of pleasure with grace. His paw moved around the hood and Jessica moaned louder, practically screaming for him.

"Do you want us to get caught, bitch?!" He growled.

Jessica's ears fell but with a quick kiss to the nape of her neck, she felt better and fell back into the moment. John's hips kept a slow pace at first with his rhythmic thrusts but he soon started to get faster. The sound of hips slapping together and wet squishing joined together with the panting of two dogs. Each of them awash in pleasure, wanting more, needing more. John's paws went to her hips so he could pull her down onto his cock whenever he slammed inside. Her cervix was being brushed and teased when he pushed in but Jessica had adjusted to the pain. Somehow, in the heat of the moment it felt much better. The pain blurred with the pleasure in a razor's edge where she could have both and love it all.

"I'm almost there," she blurted out.

John seemed to view this as a challenge and slowed his thrusts, focusing more on her clit, rubbing around it frantically while his other paw moved up to squeeze one of her hanging tits. She moaned and writhed back on him. It was hard to focus, she wasn't sure where she was or who she was with anymore but she was about to cum and it felt great.

"Cum for me, Jessica. Be a good girl." He cooed in her ear. She whimpered when his large shaft flexed so deep inside of her tight passage.

Eyes locked on his, she nodded her head frantically. Her claws flared out, scraping at the metal railing as she was brought to a blissful peak, her walls spasming around that invading cock, foreign to her body--an unknown she wanted to know.

Jessica felt her body squeezing down everywhere even if she wasn't aware of it. She knew what was next. It was easy to guess what came next but even still, the feeling of a large cock pushing in as far as it could go, the knot popping in with a wet slurp, Jessica could only gasp as her cunt, used and sodden, was sealed by the shepherd's knot. Her eyes seemed to lose focus and Jessica could only think about how full she was.

The next sensation that took over her mind was the burning warmth which overtook her. She felt his cock shooting warm cum deep into her body. The writhing, moaning, mess of a woman was in pure bliss at the feeling of a knot plugging her up and her tunnel being filled with his seed, ropes still burning into her sensitive body while another glorious peak overtook her.

"D-David, yes!" she moaned, feeling her husband's knot tie her. Her paws were squeezed by his and Jessica could hear the ring she gave to him clanking against the one that he gave to her.

"Jessica," her husband's hot breath on her neck made her knees go weak. Or maybe it was the knot so deep inside of her that she seemed to be incapable of moving unless he made her move. "That was intense," he laughed, his arms wrapping around her body.

"You're telling me, John," she teased him at using his own middle name to drive the scene home. "I was worried you were going to actually try and go past my cervix," the collie said, her paw squeezing his.

With great care, the dogs shuffled backwards, and David sat down on a bench, bringing the tied Jessica along with him to rest on his lap.

"No, I... I learned my lesson. I wasn't good enough for you before," he sighed out and rested his chin in the nape of her neck. "I'm sorry."

Hearing him admit his faults was a breakthrough in their marriage. Even a few weeks ago, the dog was too stubborn to admit he was at fault but their counselor was helping. And she was getting better too. Jessica knew all too well that she hadn't been communicating the way that she should. So much stuff she felt obvious went unsaid and made David feel unappreciated. But despite their play, Jessica couldn't imagine or ever want anyone else but him. She wanted their marriage to work so much.

"The entire party is going to be talking about this, you know," David said, his paw tracing a circle around her belly button.

"Let them talk. They're already talking about our marriage at least this would be better than them saying that we're no good for each other," Jessica sighed and laid her head back to his chest, letting his heartbeat soothe her thoughts and bring her back down. "Besides, I have a claim on you."

"Yes, ma'am," the shepherd nipped her ear and it made her whole body quiver. The pair laid there, letting the quiet evening envelop them so they could disappear and be together instead of being talked about and gawked at by vultures hoping to pick up either one of them. A pang of guilt sunk into Jessica's mind.

"Hey," she whispered, bringing his paw up to her lips in a soft kiss.

"Yeah?" he muttered, lips tracing her neckline. Those touches made her shiver and clutch his hand even tighter.

"I never... I never would do this to you. You know that right?" She swallowed, throat feeling very dry though it could be a side effect from her moaning. "I love you, David. And I don't need anyone but you." She turned around as best she could so she could see his face and know that he knew it was true.

A smile curled across the shepherd's face and he moved his head down to kiss her lips, letting that speak all that needed to be said. Jessica wasn't lying. Their play was just that--play, something she did to remind them both of the passion that they felt at the beginning. She could never do that to him. She loved the dog too much, for all his faults, he was still with her and she was still with him.

In the heat of the desert night, she sighed, loving the feeling of being held by the man she wed.

"Does this mean you'll swallow now?"