Morning Wood- A Gray Muzzle story
Morning Wood- A Gray Muzzle story
I was looking at 'Sex Club page 21' and was thinking 'That's pretty hot! I wonder if I could do an entire store of this one scene?' It got me thinking. Then I figured I'd give it a try. So, here it is, 'Morning Wood' the expanded story of page 21. As always, the character Paul, the Collie is property of SP
Paul woke up from a restless night. A rough Collie hybrid, he lay on his back, taking inventory. He was in someone else's bedroom, a huge room with mattresses covering the entire floor. Then it came to him. Last night. 'Sex Club' the whole thing came flooding back.
Paul had been at 'Sex Club' with his mates Tracy and Emily. They had ended going home with Jason, and another couple, to Jason's house, where they had spent the night. It was at this point in the inventory that another condition made itself known. Paul had a raging erection. It's pink redness stared back at him from down below. He didn't have to pee; he gotten up in the night. No, it was something else. All night, He'd been at a sex show. He watched while his mates met and played with a young Siamese. They drank and cuddled all night. Then just as Paul thought he MIGHT get lucky, they all fell asleep. Then in the night, they awoke. Some damn girl thing. They shushed him, as they yacked into the night.
Paul looked around. Tracy and Emily were gone.
"Probably making breakfast" he figured.
There, next to him was the Siamese, Felicity. She lay flat on her belly, hips slightly elevated, her tail laying to one side. From where he lay, he could plainly see the pink of her exposed sex, glistening in the morning sun.
"Well, THAT'S not gonna help!" he groused to himself.
Paul looked down at the determined hard on that challenged him. He looked over at Felicity, sleeping sweetly, her sex staring back at him.
Paul lay back on the pillow.
"Maybe if I'm quiet..." he thought.
So, closing his eyes, Paul touched himself. He was hard, alright. The touch of his hand was pleasant, but, constrained as he was, it was difficult to finish. His sex cried out, but he feared the noise and motion would awaken her. Just as his frustration began to peak, he felt a hand touch him, on his sex, brushing his own paw away. Startled, he looked up. It was Felicity.
"Can I help?" she asked, smiling coyly
"Uh, you don't have to do that..." Paul blushed, more than a little embarrassed by her attention.
"No, it's alright." She assured him
Paul did not speak. Without any further encouragement, Felicity took his cock in her paws. What gentle, silky paws they were! Not at all like a dogs. These were small, soft, and velvet like. Felicity took the lubrication that was pooling at the top of his sex, and rubbed it over his inflamed organ, like a lotion. It felt heavenly!
"I don't want you getting sore" the Siamese declared, in a matter of fact fashion.
With that felicity took Paul in her mouth. Her cat tongue was rough, much more so that a dogs. It had a million little barbs on it. But the stimulation it gave was so incredibly intense! Felicity ran that tongue up and down his length, bathing him in saliva, sucking gently. Still feeling a bit guilty, Paul spoke.
"You don't have to do this, you know...I mean, I heard about....your life. I know how hurt you've been....I don't....wouldn't take advantage of that....."
Felicity raised herself from his penis. Smiling gently, as she looked into his eyes, she spoke.
"Poor Paul! It was your birthday, and you didn't get any! Come to think of it, it was MY birthday, and neither did I!......Paul? Would you......make love to me?"
Paul, not knowing what to say, did not speak. Without a word, Felicity climbed atop the Collie, centering her sex directly over his penis. With nimble little cat fingers, she opened her lips, and guided herself over Paul's engorged organ. Wincing, she pressed harder, until, with some additional effort, she took him fully inside.
Paul felt warmth and wetness. Looking down, he saw a trickle of blood.
"But I thought.....you....your father...your sis....."
Felicity touched a finger deklicately to his lips.
"Felicia and I would play, but, you know, like girls....."
"But, your father....." Paul stammered.
Felicity smiled
"He's....not so large. And cats...well, cats are fast. At everything. He barely, you know, and he came."
"So I'm, I mean like it's the first...?"
Felicity gave him a warm smile.
"Uh huh. Certainly the first time with a dog...."
"I didn't mean to pry, I mean, you know, bring up bad memories. But are you, you know, in season? Do we need to..like take precautions or anything?"
"Yes. I'm in season" she replied "No, we don't need 'precautions' cats can't breed to dogs. And, it's alright. I asked YOU. Now, can we relax, and have some fun?"
It was Paul's turn to smile.
"Yeah. I guess I'll shut up now"
Felicity began a gentle up and down ride. Paul was SO big, and she was SO tight! Still, she was young, and, given her level of excitement it wasn't long before her slender vagina had adapted to the larger dog cock. Paul was now at ease, his eyes closed. He steadied Felicity's waist as she rode up and down. With time, her pace quickened. Little beads of perspiration appeared on her forehead. She began to speak.
"Paul, do it inside me. Cum in me, Paul. Shoot your hot doggie cum deep in my womb. Fuck me like you want me to have your pups..."
With that, Paul began to thrust, too. He had never felt anything like this. Well, not exactly. Felicity was more....human....than the doggie sex to which he was accustomed. Felicity sirred something within him that had long been forgotten.
"Are you....close?" he asked
Felicity nodded, her eyes closed. She fell to Paul's chest, clinging to his shoulders. Eyes still shut, she began fucking hard. To her delight, Paul responded in the same way. Both began to sweat, the heat and the moisture serving as a further aphrodisiac.
"I'm cumming, Paul" Felicity panted
"I'm close...." He responded.
There frantic mating made a little slapping sound, as their sexes rubbed in joyous union. They mated faster and faster until.......
Felicity's face tensed. Her eyes squeezed even more tightly, as she bit her lip. It was then that she felt it. With a final, triumphant push, Her insides were awash in a flood of hot semen. Paul's Collie cock pulsed wildly, squirting deeply inside her again and again. Pressed as he was, hard against her cervix, she felt the semen coat the walls of her womb.
"Yes, yes ...just like that!" she begged, stroking Paul's furry face.
And then it was over. Felicity collapsed happy and spent on Paul's furry chest. They lay locked together, in a pool of sweat, and body fluids. Felicity snuggled against him, smiling and cuddling, enjoying the afterglow of the experience
"Is that ....tension....better now?" she giggled
Paul smiled.
"Pretty much, I'd say."
"I've never experienced ANYTHING like that before."
"Me, either. "
"How will your mates take this?" she asked, cautiously.Paul thought for a moment.
"They'll be OK; it's not in our nature to pair off; still I don't stick their noses in it...."
"Stick their NOSES in it?" Felicity chuckled
"Dog humor. You know what I meant." Paul responded, realizing what he had said.
Paul sniffed the air.
"Is that bacon I smell?"
It was then that Felicity rose.
"We better get up. I really have to pee, and if you don't want someones 'nose' in it, you'd better wash up. With that, Felicity got up, as tail swaying rhythmically, as she walked naked from the room. Paul lay there in the pool of their sweat, drinking in the aroma of their lovemaking. He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. One of life's great smells, the dog decided. He savored it a while, before heading out to the smell of cooking bacon.