Doggy Daydreams On A Pier
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Doggy Daydreams On A Pier
By,
SWSP
His balls hurt, his butt hurt, his legs ached, his whole body felt numb. There really wasn't much on the doberman which didn't hurt especially after the night of intense foreplay he and his mate had before his mate had to go back overseas to serve abroad.
It sucked immensely to not have the one he loved by him for however long the government said for her to serve this time around. It seemed as though the pain Slash felt was more of the pain of sadness.
Slash could care less if he winced everytime he tried to touch himself or adjust himself because it really didn't matter much given his mate Shiba who was the greatest looking mare around was in a far away land having to endure the same pain as he was in not getting to be in his arms.
There was nothing Slash could do but sob and feel like the one he loved got taken away once again by something both of them couldn't control.
The night was the best they both had with ear piercing foreplay, doggystyle fucking, toy play, teasing, and a hot shower to finish it all off.
As Slash sat in his office chair staring out the window aimlessly he couldn't help but stick his paw into his cut off denim shorts only to gasp outloud when an intense sharp pain got to his brain the second he touched his more than sore limp cock. If he did anything extreme especially today he'd probably draw blood mixed with spunk if he wasn't careful which would not be a pretty sight to see or clean up.
Slash missed his mate, it was that simple. He knew he couldn't write Shiba a note especially if the mare had not gotten to her military camp out in Afghanistan yet.
Slash knew he'd just have to endure the next few hours until he got the call which signaled his mare was there in Afghanistan safely.
Slash needed some fresh air to clear his mind so he got up, walked to the kitchen, got a bottle of water out of the fridge, went upstairs to change into some more appropriate gear, came back downstairs, grabbed his bottle of water sticking it in the pocket of his running shorts, grabbed his house keys off the side of the cabinet from which they hung in the kitchen, made his way to the side door opening it to step outside before closing it making sure it was locked before putting his keys under the matt making sure they were covered well by it and then finally setting off on his run to wherever it would take him.
The Pacific air felt great as Slash engulfed as much of it into his lungs as he could. It was a crispy cool 50 degrees which was perfect for running but quite rare for the time of year it was. Usually the San Diego area was quite warm but a recent front through had made its lasting once in a blue moon chill obvious through the wind as it whistled through the air like a banshee on a low note.
Slash had on a white undershirt, blue runners shorts with pockets and a pair of Bully Dog tennis shoes in red with black stripes. Slash normally went commando when he ran but because he was really sore in those areas he chose to wear a pair of speedo tights like the kind the wrestlers wore under his shorts.
Nevertheless he still looked incredible with every curve of his athletic build being shown off in all of the right places including his butt which formed a nice outline in the back of Slash's athletic shorts as he jogged.
Slash usually went up in the hills but he wanted to be around other people today to get his mind off of Shiba so instead of going right he went left towards the boardwalk which was a good fifteen minutes away by foot.
The closer Slash got to the water the cooler it got causing him to almost shiver as he tried to pick up the pace of his jog to get his body warm.
It didn't help there was not a ray of sun out at the moment but Slash just dealt with it as he continued to jog.
He finally reached the boardwalk a few minutes later and was at the main drag trail intersection deciding on which way to go as he caught his breath. After a couple minutes when his breathing was back to normal Slash decided to go left on the boardwalk trail which would take him into an area of town lots of the Mexican tourists and locals hung out at.
Before Slash got back to jogging he took a moment to look out over the Pacific Ocean and admire the breakers as they crashed alongside the rocky shores daring any surfer who was brave enough to try to tame them.
Slash knew if he didn't see anybody along the trail at least he'd get to see a few surfers trying their luck at the surf once he got to the sandy beach part which was visible a mile away when the Marine layer fog wasn't socked in like it usually was this time of the day.
A cold blast of Pacific Ocean influenced wind snapped the doberman out of his gaze as he felt his body shiver reminding him to get moving now before he turned into a stiff ice popsicle.
Slash jogged on as quick as he could focusing on keeping a good pace as he let the sound of the ocean and its supporting cast overtake his mind letting him focus on jogging instead of his mate Shiba.
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Thirty minutes passed and the dobie found himself in an area of the boardwalk called Tijuana Commons which was named for the border town ten miles to the south and was usually crawling with visitors from Mexico mixed in with the locals.
Slash saw a small coffee shack on the beach and wanted to get something warm to shake off the bone chilling breeze off the Pacific Ocean which was chilling him to the bone the minute he stopped jogging to calm his heartbeat down.
Slash saw a set of steps leading down to the beach. He walking down them and felt the sand of the beach overtake his shoes when his feet touched the squishy surface. The coffee shack was about fifty yards east of the steps hugging itself against the boardwalk. Normally Slash would kick off his shoes but it was just too cold for him to even attempt it. As Slash got moving his shoes filled up with sand causing him to grumble in disgust knowing he'd be kicking his shoes off anyway to remove the mounting pile of sand filling up inside them.
"Why me" Slash grumbled. "I hate cold weather as much as I hate having to spend a few minutes dumping sand out of my shoes" Slash complained to the sky which was probably laughing a royal riot at his predicament. At least the coffee shack was a few yards away instead of a few meters away.
Slash walked up the rickety structure's window to look at what they had to offer in terms of something warm. He grabbed their paper menu out of a covered plastic bin resting on the old wooden bar on the left side of the order window. He noted they served all kinds of coffees, lattes, and specialty drinks.
Slash took at least a couple minutes to look over the impressive selection before he zeroed in on an apple cider latte with cinnamon spice on top. Once he made up his mind Slash rung the bell on the bar to alert whoever was working inside that there was a customer outside ready to take an order.
An old bison probably in his fifties emerged from the back of the shack carrying a small box full of cups which he set down next to the brewing equipment which barely fit in the tiny kitchen of the shack.
"Welcome to my coffee shack Senior, how may I serve you?" the bison asked with a smile on his face.
"I'll take a medium spiced apple cider latte please" Slash said pointing to the drink he wanted on the menu.
"Coming right up senior!" The bison said with much enthusiasm.
Slash watched the bison make up his order in nothing flat. He watched as the bison put together all of the ingredients in the blink of an eye. Everything was blended into the brewer station which gave off a very pleasing spicy smell as steam rose from it.
Slash took a second to close his eyes savoring the pleasing aroma erecting a smile on his face.
Five minutes later Slash's apple cider latte was finished as the bison garnished it with cinnamon spice on top of the frothy head. The smell it gave off was just as Slash had smelled it in the brewer station making his smile even more pronounced.
"Here you go senior, that'll be 4 dollars please" the bison said as he set Slash's apple cider latte on the small wooden bar area outside the window.
Slash reached in his pocket and pulled out a goat image Abraham Lincoln five dollar bill and handed it to the bison who rang it up in the cash register whose door popped open when it chinged.
"Keep the change" Slash said smiling even wider now that he had something warm in his paws.
"Thank you for the tip Senior, I really appreciate it" the bison said with a wide smile.
"No problem, have a great day" Slash smiled before he turned around walking away from the shack.
"Gracious Senior" the bison chimed as he stole a glance at the well defined features of Slash trying not to smile when his gaze stopped at the well defined ass of the doberman as it twitched as he walked away.
"Aye carumba, if only I could be that age again" the bison said to himself as he hummed a happy tune to himself disappearing into the back of the shack until the next customer came to his window looking for something warm.
Slash's apple cider latte tasted extra good as it warmed his body as he walked down the beach towards another set of steps leading up to the boardwalk.
When Slash reached the steps he set his latte down on the end of the first one careful not to spill it as he sat down to rid his shoes of the sand bunched up in them.
"Next time I wear slippers" Slash grumbled sulking as torrents of sand flooded out of his shoes back to where it belonged.
Once Slash had cleaned out his shoes he slipped them back on giving a satisfied grunt to the sand before picking up his latte, running up the steps back onto solid cement again.
Once Slash was back on the boardwalk he saw a pier and a small bagel shop right beside it. He walked over to the pier slowly savoring his warm treat. He walked up to the window of the bagel shop and got a banana flavored bagel to go with his cider latte.
After Slash paid 3.50 plus tip for the bagel he walked to the end of the pier and sat down on a bench to look out over the water.
The waves were coming in a good clip all the way to the shore. Even though there was a breeze to be noted Slash had something warm to keep him happy as he gazed out over the water.
Slash let his thoughts roll as he watched the waves lazily roll in to the shore. His gaze might have been on the waves but Slash's thoughts were elsewhere mainly on Shiba who he wished was there with him keeping him warm.
If only he could relive that night once again or say something that would've kept her there longer or would have made the night last that much longer.
Once he finished his bagel and his latte he threw them into a waste bin a few feet away from the bench. He made his way back to the bench and decided to close his eyes for a few minutes before heading back home.
Slash sat down and stretched out his legs resting his head on the hard wood of the bench. He closed his eyes and that's when those images of her started to plague him. Slash saw Shiba in her favorite pair of intimate wear which was maroon colored lingerie with a naughty mardi gras mask in black.
Slash felt the bulge in his shorts start to harden as he saw images of Shiba doing a naughty strip dance for him as she felt herself up. There Slash lay on the bed admiring the whole thing giving her a stare only a doberman in heat knew how to give. He wanted her bad as he watches her feel up her massive breasts and stick her paw in her panties to tease her pussy for him.
Slash watches intently waiting for her to motion him off the bed to behind her. It's only a matter of time now before he gives her what she wants.
That moment has come as she motions for him by mooning her butt at him while she continues to warm her pussy up with her left paw.
Slash can't take the teasing anymore as his own paw has been buried in his briefs warming up his own doggy cock to do what is inevitably coming for them both.
All ten inches of dobie cock are throbbing like a jackhammer as he stands up removing them letting his throbbing doggy cock go free before walking up behind Shiba holding her left wrist buried deep in her panties helping her finger her pussy.
"You know you can't have all of the fun to yourself" Slash coos as he grinds his throbbing doggy cock on Shiba's panty covered ass.
His paw goes to feeling the front of Shiba's panties which are wet with her pre juice.
"I see my mare understands good lube is important" Slash purrs as he removes her paw from her panties placing his own inside them feeling the wetness of her pre before he takes his paw out of her panties to taste it for himself.
"MMM, you taste so sweet when you're horny" Slash coos seductively before putting his paw back into Shiba's panties to finger her pussy somemore.
Slash feels Shiba's pussy lips start to clamp around his fingers. She's not saying a word but is letting it be known by moans of bliss.
She knows who her master is, she knows and that's why she doesn't need to say a word.
Slash is an old pro at this and he knows what needs to be done now as she's really close to an orgasm he doesn't want her to have all over his paw.
So he takes it out and removes her panties in a single motion like a stealth fighter plane tracking its quarry down in the shadows of the clouds.
He grips one of her breasts with his paw while he takes the other down to his cock lubing it up with her pre juice as he lets her taste his pre while he grinds his cock slowly along the crack of her ass making her shiver in ecstasy like a leaf in a windstorm.
He wants this to be sudden but fast so he continues to tease Shiba's crack relentlessly knowing she's going to accept him like the bitch she is to him.
Slash can feel her breasts get hard especially at the nipples which he swirls in small circles like going around on a merry-go-round.
He's not wasting anymore time now, he knows now is the time to make her the mother of his children he'll help her conceive with his gift he'll shoot out from his cock.
Not much longer now, her crack is well lubed as is her vagina which leaks her juices out in a puddle on the floor.
Then it happens, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.. IGNITION like a rocket going into orbit Slash slams his cock deep into Shiba's pussy rutting her with carnal lust.
She screams and whinnies loudly as his balls smack against her ass like bullets being fired out of a gun.
Slash moans outloud too as he can feel the walls of Shiba's pussy working his cock like a masseuses doing a finger rub.
She's good, she's really good and Slash knows it. She's been through this rodeo many times too but this time it's gonna count for keeps.
To make this an extra naughty fuck Slash reaches his paw around and buries it as deep as it will go into the part of Shiba's pussy not taken up by his cock.
Her scream can be heard through the windows as her juices coat the floor and Slash's paw as he rides her with carnal lust.
Both Slash and Shiba cannot last much longer so they give it all they have as Slash rams all ten inches of his doggy cock as far as it will go into Shiba's ass.
Shiba wants them to orgasm together so she gives a huge clamp of her pussy right onto Slash's sensitive throbbing doggy cock.
5,4,3,2,1.. BLAST OFF as both doberman and mare howl an ear piercing set of orgasmic screams as the world around them goes numb.
Slash fills Shiba up with as much of his seed as he can as his body shakes and shivers riding out the massive orgasm.
Shiba explodes as her pussy juice comes squirting out all over the floor leaking down her legs mixing with Slash's doggy seed. Both ride it for all it's worth before collapsing on the bed exhausted from their intense romp.
Before he passes out Slash tells Shiba how much he loves her and she returns the favor by kissing him deeply placing her paw on his shoulder.
The only problem is the paw Slash feels is not her own paw but rather the paw of somebody else!
Slash suddenly snaps back into the real world to note the crowd of onlookers standing all around him. He knows something isn't right but is too in a daze to figure out what it is.
It's when he feels the cold breeze hit something even more cold when he realizes what has happened.
His cock is resting on the band of his shorts with a huge puddle of his doggy seed on the ground and streaked across the front of his undershirt.
The person holding his shoulder is a female vixen who has the biggest grin on her face with the front of her own panties soaking wet from watching Slash have his amazing dream in his sleep.
There is an otter standing beside her whose trying his best but failing at adjusting the front of his protruding bulge which will give him a fit until he takes care of it.
The third person of the group of four is a young bear who has this shocked look on his face and cannot believe what he just saw. He wants to run as much as he wants to not believe what he has seen.
Then the last person in the group is a female chestnut colored mare much like what Shiba looks like and she is blushing like a mad fool who just found out about a naughty secret.
She's the one who has her intent gaze on Slash as he is frozen in time not wanting to move and wake up from this nightmare.
"This has to be a nightmare, it's gotta be" Slash tries to scream in his mind.
When he feels a real paw touching his shoulder he knows this nightmare is oh so real.
He knows he can't run anywhere to hide so Slash lays there waiting for the worst.
Instead he gets a deep kiss from the vixen holding his should as she tongue lashes the inside of his throat before taking her paw off his shoulder zipping the front of her jeans back up and walking away as if nothing happened.
The young bear follows her lead though all he wants to do is get as far away from it as he can.
The otter blushes an embarrassed blush as he turns running as fast as he can to the nearest bathroom to get rid of the obvious arousal he's gotten from this.
The chestnut mare who has been standing there blushing for the last few minutes walks up to Slash staring down at him with a knowing look.
Slash notices the military type dress she's wearing and realizes it is his Shiba causing him to blush like mad!
"If you wanted me that badly you could of saved it for when I got home instead of here" Shiba grumbled.
"Duh..But how did you??" Slash says barely able to make words other then that.
"It's really simple honey I didn't go because I missed you just as bad as you missed me" Shiba admitted. "Anyway, it looks like you won't be walking home from this" Shiba noted as she picked Slash up trying not to drool like a mad fiend at Slash's cum covered cock and balls. She did however steal a quick lick of his balls causing Slash to yelp at the sudden warmness invading his chilled out balls.
"Have you been drinking apple cider latte?" Shiba said with a quizzical look. "Damn, I don't know if we can make it back to the house before I'm all over you again" Shiba said with an evil grin.
All Slash felt was his cock starting to throb at the thought. When Shiba reached her car with Slash in her arms she figured the shorts and shirt might as well go because when both of them got home they weren't going to need them anyway.
Shiba threw all of Slash's running gear into a nearby waste basket before she opened the passenger side door of her car. She made sure the seat was leaning back before she loaded Slash into the car buckling him in.
Shiba walked around to the driver's side of her car, opened the door, got in and fired the engine up which sputtered to life.
She made sure to put the heat on moderate as she didn't want all of Slash's hard work to go down the drain.
She threw the car into drive as she turned the wheel to get out of the parking space the car was in.
Once they got moving Shiba slowly was warming Slash's cock by slowly pawing it of making the dobie moan low as she smiled evilly loving the site of her mate in such a pleasing situation.
When they stopped at a stoplight Shiba hiked up her skirt and buried her paw deep in her panties fingering her pussy warming it up for the upcoming night of foreplay which was waiting for them.
When they reached the house Shiba got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side door opening it, unbuckling Slash, and carrying him to the side door. She unlocked it with her own set of keys and they were both inside ready to make Slash's dream he had on the pier come true.
The End