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Wendy and Greg's Dog Jack
by Rachael (rache696@yahoo.com)
***
She was a captain in the army and left pregnant while
her enlisted-man husband was deployed far from home. It
was lonely being pregnant and on her own, that's when
Greg's dog Jack came into the picture. (F/beast, preg,
lac, rom, military)
***
Author Note: Some readers will wish to point out some
of the liberties I've taken with the medical 'facts' of
this story. At least one writer will wish to point out
that there are no medical 'facts' in this story. -rr
***
"You never heard the story?" Marcia smiled as Sadie
shook her head. "Tell her Wendy, it's a good one."
I shrugged a little, eating my salad in the hospital
cafeteria with my two friends. It was a good story and
I didn't mind telling it.
"It's one of those stories that are too weird not to be
true." Marcia chuckled. She was a light colonel and
chief pharmacist there at Tripler Army Medical Center
in Hawaii. She was an older woman, in her mid forties.
I was just 27 and Sadie was maybe a little older than
me, but not much.
"Really?" Sadie smiled politely, because that's what
captains do when a superior officer talks, friends or
not. She worked in Ob/Gyn and more to the point, Sadie
was my Obstetrician.
I was a captain as well, one of the ophthalmologists at
the big hospital, and very close to having my first
baby. I was just past the eighth month mark and very
much looking forward to delivering, believe me. The
first 3 months I'd been sick, the middle three had been
wonderful, but these last three were killing me.
"I have to get going." Marcia stood up. "Department
head meeting." She rolled her eyes and we smiled
sympathetically.
"So?" Sadie grinned at me after the colonel had left.
"What's the story with you and Greg?"
"Okay, okay..." I grinned. "The short version, cause
I'll have to pee in about 5 minutes."
It seemed like I always needed to pee then and it was
probably the thing I hated most about being pregnant,
even more than the backaches I got sometimes.
"Well, Greg and I knew each other in high school. I
mean he was my boyfriend. We'd known each other since,
I don't know 5th grade probably. But we were never
friends really, it was just a small town. So we'd
noticed each other as we got older, but he had his
girlfriends, and I had my boyfriends. But finally our
senior year in high school we were both free, if you
like, and he asked me out. We went to our prom together
and everything..."
"Did you guys... You know..." Sadie wiggled her
eyebrows with a grin.
"Yeah." I giggled. "Just once though, and yeah, we did
it on our Prom night. I was a total virgin and I don't
know how or why I let him... Anyway, we weren't really
serious or anything. I knew I wanted to be a doctor, so
I was going to take off for college and Greg... He
didn't know what he wanted to do."
"So you weren't going to marry him or anything." Sadie
nodded, keeping up with me.
"Yeah, exactly. We liked each other a lot, but it
wasn't like we were crazy in love." I smiled at the
thought.
"So after I left for college we lost touch, really. I
was studying my butt off and neither of us were much
for phones or letters, so..." I shrugged. "Anyway, I
was going to Hopkins and racking up a hundred grand in
student loans every year, you know..."
"Oh yeah." Sadie made a face.
"I needed help and got the Army to cover me, you know
the deal, sign up Uncle Sam and they pay for it. So I
got through medical school and got my funky greens." I
laughed. "And ended up at Bragg, just brand new to
everything, but it was fun."
I shook my head remembering what it was like as a brand
new lieutenant, walking around a big army base in my
bright new uniform. All those soldiers, young and old,
big strong men training for war, and there they were
saluting this small blonde woman. Little petite me with
my breasts that were just a little too big for my body,
which made them perfect somehow, my tight round butt
wiggling above my smooth toned legs. I'd been entirely
too pretty for that place and I'd felt it, every salute
was delivered with an inviting smile, like every guy
there just wanted to get my panties off.
"Too hot there." Sadie shook her head.
"What? Oh... Yeah." I nodded. "The humidity is worse.
Um, where was I? Oh... About a year into it, I'd just
put on captain, thanks to the needs of the army, which
was nice."
"Uh-huh." Sadie smiled. Doctors got promoted to captain
quick as incentive, but we stayed there forever because
our time in service was weak compared to the regular
army. It was still a nice payday though.
"Anyway, so I'm doing my residency, looking at eyes and
fixing aneurisms and clots mostly from all the jumps. I
swear most of those guys landed on their heads instead
of their feet. Some retinals from time to time, plus I
had a lot of nights in the ER, they always tapped me
for weekends too, like someone hated me." I gave my
friend a wry smile.
"And one day, in walks this staff sergeant and it's
him... I swear, I mean I just stood there, you know,
and Greg's got like a big bag of ice taped across his
face, cause he took a tumble off his bike. Hit his eye
on the handlebar, didn't hurt him much, just some burst
blood vessels. Scared the heck out of him anyway."
Sadie was smiling and I was giggling.
"And it was like those eight years never happened. I
mean, it was weird. You know how you see someone you
were close to after a long time and after you talk for
ten minutes there's just nothing left?"
"Yeah." Sadie nodded.
"Uh-uh." I bit my bottom lip. "We started talking and
didn't stop until, oh God, about midnight."
"He was in your office till midnight?" Sadie teased me.
"No, no... I mean we went out, we had to, and I brought
him home and..." I sighed. "He kissed me and that was
it. It was my second time, that night, I mean my second
time ever and with the same guy, but nine years later.
The only thing that changed, besides being older, was
that we were both ready, you know? I mean we weren't
kids, we're adults now, and so we just fell into it."
"Fell in love." Sadie sighed a little too.
"He was my first and only." I laughed. "I spent eight
years in college and med school, then a year in the
army with nothing more than a kiss on the cheek after a
date. Like part of me knew. Greg was the only man I
wanted to make..." I lowered my voice, leaning over my
big tummy a little. "...to make love to and I knew I'd
see him again. Like ESP or something."
"Fate" Sadie nodded. "God that's romantic."
"Yeah." I widened my blue eyes a little. "I can't
believe it sometimes, but there it is. We did it that
night and it was great and a month later we were
getting married."
"Too bad he's just an enlisted man though." Sadie said.
"Just an enlisted man?" I bit off my temper, knowing my
friend hadn't meant it the way it sounded, but I heard
that a lot.
Some of the other officers here were less than friendly
towards me for just that reason. Like it made me
suspect somehow, but those were the people who forgot
all too easily just who was dying in places like Iraq.
But I tried not to think about that too much. I just
prayed that Greg was watching his butt close while he
was deployed.
"I mean, it's hard for you guys." Sadie reached out to
touch my hand. "You know what I mean, Wen."
"Yeah." I nodded, softening my eyes.
I'd taken a hard time for marrying an enlisted man and
everyone from my department head to the commanding
general at Fort Bragg had tried to talk me out of it.
Just few years ago they could have just said no, called
it fraternization, and ordered us not to see each
other. But it was a new army, or so they said.
That was why I was at Tripler and my husband was
ostensibly stationed at Bragg, and now deployed to the
Gulf with his Ranger battalion. As soon as we'd gotten
married I had orders to Hawaii, like I'd take my
punishment a little easier if it was served up in
paradise. That was the army's solution to
fraternization problems, separate duty stations for the
husband and wife.
I hadn't seen Greg in almost 9 months, not since he'd
left me with a little going away present growing in my
belly. But we were both happy and excited about that,
believe me. We'd been working on getting me knocked up
and barefoot for eighteen months. I had just three more
years in the Army and I was out. Greg wanted to stay
in, he loved being a Ranger and he was good at it. I
could be an army wife, and there were always openings
for civilian doctors. We'd do okay and I'd get a
serious pay raise.
"I just can't believe you went eight years without
sex." Sadie laughed, leaning over the table a little.
"Yeah." I laughed too. "It was hard, but...Oh, no pun
intended!"
She was giggling at me and we both knew how hard it was
being a woman in the army, even for officers, but I
imagined being enlisted was even worse. And being
attractive was a liability, really, as Sadie would well
know. If I was in civilian clothes, just having a drink
at the Officers Club on a large base, like Bragg...God,
the things men aid. Most of them assumed I was some
poor captain's wife, out hunting cock while her man was
deployed.
And I didn't even want to remember college...I'd come
close three or four times to letting myself go,
sleeping with a cute guy. But there was something
inside me, a voice or whatever, telling me to be
patient, to wait for the right man. I was so glad I'd
listened because I could look my husband in the eye and
happily tell him that he was my only love, the only man
who'd ever been between my legs and inside my womb. I
think that made me special and he was proud of me for
it.
"Hey, Sadie...I wanted to ask you something." I felt a
little nervous, but I had to ask her. It was the real
reason I'd wanted to have lunch with her that day.
"Sure, what is it?" She asked.
"Uh...Is it still okay for me to have sex?" I smiled
nervously.
"Sex?" Sadie narrowed her eyes a little, her soft brown
ones looking into mine. She was black and pretty and
instantly focused, because Sadie was both my friend and
my doctor.
"Yeah, intercourse." I nodded, telling myself not to
blush.
"Sure, you're okay so long as your comfortable and
taking it easy. You won't hurt anything." She looked at
me hard. "Why?"
"Even like someone who's...big?" I asked, ignoring her
question for the moment.
"Big?" She grinned at me then. "How big? You got
something on the side, Wendy?" But she didn't believe
that, Sadie knew me pretty good.
"No, I just..." I cleared my throat, glancing around.
"I have a...toy...you know."
"Ohhh..." She sat back nodding and I really hoped she
believed me. "Uh, how big are we talking?"
"Mmmm..." I spread my hands on the table about nine
inches apart, but that looked small, so I added another
one. "...Like that, maybe."
"Damn, girl!" Sadie laughed at me as her rural Alabama
origins slipped out. "Where do you put all that?"
I am fairly petite, and I was small even then despite
my enormous tummy. I was 5'2" and about 110 pounds
normally, but closer to 135 then, probably more, with
my waist ballooned from 22 inches out to double that,
easily. I looked like a pale blonde beach ball with a
very pretty face and slightly swollen feet.
"Well..." I did blush then.
"You can have sex, sure, but take it easy. You're deep,
but not that deep and I don't want you coming into my
office because you hurt yourself." Sadie watched my
face, making sure I took her seriously. "You might
want to try some clitoral stimulation instead of...Oh
what am I saying? All you white girls know how to
masturbate."
"Sadie!" I gasped, looking around and feeling my face
burn.
"Especially you married ones." She was laughing too. "I
had a woman come in with a potato stuck in her vagina
the other day..." She leaned closer, thankfully
dropping her voice, but the cafeteria was mostly empty
now anyway. "...she'd peeled it and then sculpted the
damn thing into a cock while she was fixing dinner. She
put it inside and liked it so much she left it there,
sitting at the table, eating with her family, and then
figured out halfway through desert that it had gotten
turned sideways."
"What?" I giggled, not sure if I believed her or not.
"I swear, it was all that fidgeting she was doing, you
know?" Sadie shook her head. "If it's a vegetable, I
don't want to know. Just remember what I told you. Stay
wet, keep a finger on the magic button, and be
comfortable. You need a scrip for some KY?"
I knew she was teasing me then.
"No that's okay mom." I giggled. "I'll be careful."
"Good." Sadie gave me a little shake of her head.
"When's your man coming back?"
"He's got two more months, and then they rotate back to
Bragg. We'll be taking some time together." I grinned,
getting out of my chair slowly, and groaning as I
stretched. "I'll just be glad when this is over with."
"Ha!" Sadie shook her head. "You say that now, wait
until you're changing diapers at three in the morning."
"I'm looking forward to it, believe me." I told her,
and really meaning it. Then I saw my uniform. "Oh,
great."
"Ahhh...Motherhood." Sadie chuckled, since she had no
practical experience and could enjoy my frustrations.
We were both looking at my blouse, sort of a pale green
color, and my breasts were already heavy with milk, and
they leaked. A lot, despite the nursing bra I wore that
had little absorbing pads inside the cups. They didn't
last all day or even half a day now, it seemed. My
uniform was dark with a spreading stain over my left
nipple.
"So much for leak proof." I sighed.
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
"Hey Jack!" I called out as I opened my front door,
waddling into the small apartment I was renting in
Pearl City. Base housing was impossible to get for
junior officers in Hawaii, at least for a few years,
and I was unaccompanied anyway. But I liked having my
own place, especially since I was watching Jack.
"Ohhh big boy!" He was Greg's dog, our dog now, and a
big black Boxer, all of 4 years old. And big, he was
about the same size as me, really, just a little
lighter maybe than my normal weight, but not much. He
could stand up, with his paws on my shoulders and our
heads were level. Yeah, Jack was just gorgeous, I
thought, and we'd become friends right away.
He found me happily, his short tail going back and
forth, and his long pink tongue lolling from his mouth.
His name was Blackjack, but that was a long name for a
dog, so he was just Jack and I'd had him ever since
he'd cleared quarantine seven months before. Hawaii was
pretty serious about pets, especially dogs, since they
didn't have rabies on the islands, or something like
that. All I really knew was that it had been expensive.
"I got something for you!" I stroked his head, dropping
my purse and grabbing the leash off the doorknob where
I kept it. "Just for you, baby. Yes I do!"
I always talked to him like he was a big baby, because
he was. He was as friendly as a dog could be, even
patient, which was probably because he was a little
older than most of the dogs I'd known as a kid.
Everyone liked the puppies back home, scampering like
hyperactive 4 year olds. Jack was cool and calm and oh,
so sweet. I loved him, and so did Greg.
"Let's go outside first, then I'll give it to you."
He always needed to go out as soon as I got home, that
was the problem with weekdays, but he was well trained
anyway. I'd just be glad when I could give him some
real exercise again. Being taken for a walk by a
pregnant woman didn't do him a whole lot of good. I'd
need the exercise too.
"That was good huh...Yeah boy, hold on..." I smiled as
Jack walked back into the house about 20 minutes later,
his business finished and now I could really relax,
taking off my uniform first thing.
I couldn't wait to get out of it, even though it wasn't
uncomfortable. Just a big maternity blouse and I had
my choice of a skirt that fell halfway below my knees,
or a pair of trousers with a stretchable waistband. I
usually opted for the pants, just because that skirt
was like a tent hanging off my pregnant belly. A family
of four could live under it and I wondered who's
brilliant idea that article of military clothing had
been. Doubtlessly it had been a man's.
I just got all the way naked, because it was warm in my
apartment. I had air conditioning, but I only ran it at
night, or on really hot days. It got expensive leaving
it on all the time. It was cheaper to strip down and
turn on an electric fan, believe me. But I had other
reasons too.
I checked myself in the mirror, just briefly, because
it was strange being pregnant. When people change, like
grow older, or lose or gain weight, they usually don't
notice the day to day changes. You just catch yourself
after weeks or months and think, wow, I look different
than I remember.
But pregnancy, maybe it was just me, but I noticed
something different every day. Whether it was another
little stretch mark to worry over, or an extra inch
around my belly, or just thinking that my once pert
round ass was sagging a little, which it really wasn't,
I noticed the changes. So I looked at myself and I did
look good.
I'd even sent pictures to my husband, a few snapshots
taken every few weeks, dated so he could see me naked,
yeah, and if I ever found he was showing them to anyone
else, I'd kill him. But Greg wouldn't do that, I knew.
He'd just look at them in his bed at night, seeing me
still beautiful, and maybe even more so with my tummy
full of life. I thought I looked beautiful anyway, and
so did a lot of guys around the hospital.
More than a few times every week I had to ignore a
comment, from enlisted guys and officers alike. Nothing
bad, nothing to go running to the general with sexual
harassment charges about. Just the odd remark about how
I looked good, how motherhood suited me. Or more often,
the overheard whispers between guys who wished they'd
been the ones impregnating me. I just ignored it,
smiling inwardly and taking it as a compliment, and got
on with my job.
And now that I was home I was going to get on with
something else. I'd discovered by accident that Jack
really loved my breast milk. I'd been leaking a week
before, as I tried giving Jack a bath, which is always
best done naked, believe me. He was pretty good about
it too, usually, but once his tongue found my nipples,
and the milk beneath them...It was a short bath.
At first I was a little nervous. Not that he'd bite me;
I knew Jack wouldn't, not even by accident. He's
obscenely gentle that way. No, I was nervous because he
was a dog and I was a woman and while maybe to him it
was just something tasty to lap up, for me it was
somewhere between winning the lottery and going to
heaven.
I mean it felt good! Never mind the fact that I hadn't
been with a man in eight months, or that this pregnancy
thing had made me hot and horny even more than usual...
And usually I wasn't, actually, so this was a brand new
deal for me. But just the sensation of that tongue,
like wet sandpaper over my hard rubbery nipples, it was
incredible. And not only did it feel good, but it
actually drew some of the milk out, which was a huge
plus! My tits got sore by the end of the day and they
needed relief.
Jack's long tongue was the perfect cure and often I'd
use one hand to milk my nipple while he licked around
and between my fingers, and the other was down between
my legs. I have to admit I masturbated like crazy when
Jack was drinking my milk like that. My pussy would
just get soaked and my little clit, which had always
been small and shy, she was full grown now. I don't
know if it was my pregnancy or what, but my clitty was
about as big as the tip of my little finger. Big enough
so I could rub it nice, almost stroking it like a
little tiny cock if I wanted.
Sadie was right; us married white girls knew how to do
it good!
What she didn't know, was that my 'toy' was actually
Jack's big cock. I'd been real slow to start playing
with that, but once he smelled my pussy after one or
two good orgasms, his cock would start to unsheathe.
And I'd been drawn to it, timidly at first, but we were
alone. Jack wasn't going to tell anyone what we were
doing. He was the perfect companion, the perfect lover
while my husband was away. I wasn't going to leave Greg
for our dog and Jack wasn't going to feel jealous when
Greg came home.
So I'd began stroking him, gently at first, just
exploring his odd penis and how it worked. I was amazed
at first just at how hard it was. I mean Greg's cock,
which was truthfully the only other penis I'd ever
played with, Greg's got hard, but Jack's was like it
had a bone inside it. Seriously, there was just no give
in that shaft at all.
And the next thing I found pretty amazing was the size
of it! My God, I'd measures it with the little
measuring tape out of my sewing box, just because I
could. I'd never do that with Greg, or any other man,
but Jack didn't care and I was seriously curious. Once
he was all the way out, and dripping, it was just over
ten inches long. And at the fattest part, towards the
middle, he was four and a half inches around.
I didn't know how big Greg was exactly, probably about
the same girth I supposed, but definitely shorter, by a
good three inches maybe. Jack's cock was actually
pretty intimidating, the way it looked, marbled in red
and white, with thin blue veins all along the shaft.
And the tip, it was pointed, with a soft bottom lip
that stuck out, like it was made for penetration.
Greg's was a smooth round head, blunt and comfortable,
Jack's was designed for serious fucking. Comfort was
an afterthought in his case.
And of course I'd seen the knot. I'd grown up in a
small town with lots of farms and dogs and I'd seen
dogs locked up, I knew what was going on. It had never
given me a thrill, except the adolescent giggles when
my friends were around and we'd stare and point. So
when I saw Jack's knotted muscle at the base of his
penis, I knew what it was for. It wasn't full sized,
but very evident as his cock hung free beneath his
furry belly.
I could only imagine how big it would get once he
started mating with a bitch. And that did give me a
thrill, although I couldn't explain to anyone, even
myself, exactly why. I just knew that as I became
bolder and more aggressive with fondling Jack, that I
wanted to do everything with him, if only to try it
once. But I had an idea I'd probably like it too.
So this was the day I decided to do it. I'd asked my
doctor, Sadie, and she'd said I could have sex if I was
careful. That was all the encouragement I needed and
Jack needed even less than that. Once he saw me getting
our blanket out of the closet, he knew it was going to
be fun time and he was already getting excited, which
just meant he was following me around, wagging his
tail, and sniffing at my butt every chance he got.
I draped it over the couch, because that was the most
comfortable way for me. I could sit down on the
blanket, spread my legs and Jack would put his front
paws on either side of me, leaning over my swollen
tummy to lick at my breasts while I reached between us
to play with myself and him.
"Here we go..." I breathed, smiling at Jack and coaxing
him to take his place. "Up here boy, come suck mommy's
titties... There we go... Yeah, I have milk for you,
baby..."
Jack knew what to do and I moaned as I felt his tongue
washing roughly over my right nipple. My breasts were
fat now, swollen with milk, and they ached from the
pressure inside. I'd heard some women didn't start
producing milk, or at least leaking, until after the
baby started nursing. I didn't know if they were lucky
or not. My boobs were working just fine, apparently,
because I was making enough milk for twins then and I
was still two weeks from my due date.
It was nice though, the way just the pressure of the
dog's long tongue could draw the milk from my nipples.
They were hard too, and dark now. I'd had light
nipples, like pink bubblegum nipples, until I'd gotten
pregnant. Now they were dark and ruddy and half an inch
long easily. I let Jack lick the right one while I
rubbed my pussy, which was already soggy. I got so wet
having my nipples licked, it was incredible.
Rnnnngggg...
"Oh God..." I rolled my eyes, wondering why someone had
to call now of all possible times.
Rnnnngggg...
I leaned over, groaning slightly as I reached the phone
on one of the end tables. Jack didn't miss a drop and I
probably should have stopped him, but I didn't. He'd
moved to the left nipple now, lapping up my thin milk
as it spilled from my breast.
"Hello?" I answered and then I heard Greg's voice and I
just forgot everything. "Greg! Oh, where are you?"
"Still in camel country, Wen." He chuckled and he
sounded so good. I almost started crying right then.
"It's gotta be like the middle of the night." I blinked
at the clock on my DVD player. "Are you okay?"
"Oh yeah, we just got back to camp, so...How are you?
How's the baby?"
Greg asked me.
"We're good, really good!" I smiled at the phone,
stroking Jack as he kept licking my breast, but I
barely noticed. "Did you get my letter? The one with
the..."
"Pictures?" My husband chuckled and lowered his voice.
"Yeah, Wen, God you are so hot...I got all of them."
"You like it?" I asked him, biting my lip. "Really? You
don't think I'm fat and ugly or..."
"What?" He laughed at me. "No, never. I just look at
them, read your letters, think about how much I miss
you. You get me so hard, Wendy..."
"Do I?" I asked softly, and I was so glad we had a
decent connection.
Sometimes we didn't when he called.
"Oh yeah, shoot...I'm hard right now just hearing your
voice."
I giggled and maybe even blushed, picturing him in some
little phone booth, a telephone exchange set up in a
tent maybe, with his cock all hard for me. I was wet
too, Jack still working my nipples, and I wanted Greg
so badly.
"What are you wearing?" He asked softly.
"Nothing." I laughed.
"Aww...Come on, I don't care what it is. Just tell me."
Greg said, not believing me.
"Seriously." I giggled and I didn't think I'd ever stop
smiling and laughing, not while he was talking to me.
"Your really naked?" He asked.
"Uh-huh." I nodded, "I'm letting Jack drink my milk."
I hadn't really meant to say that but I'd never tried
to keep a secret from Greg in my life, so it wasn't
something I really thought about, whether or not I
should tell him.
"Say what?" Greg laughed.
"Yeah, I started getting milk." I told him. "My boobs
are huge!"
"Oh God, I wish I was there."
"Oh me too, Greg." I sighed.
"And Jack's drinking it? What do you do pump it or
something?" He had three older sisters with babies,
Greg knew about pregnant girls and new mothers.
"No, he's licking me!" I laughed. "Straight from the
tap!"
"Oh shit!" I could hear Greg's grin. "You gotta save me
some."
"What?" I couldn't stop grinning.
"Save me some milk. If you let Jack drink, I want
some." Greg said seriously. "I should be there, I
should be the one doing that."
"You should!" I sighed. "Oh God, would you really? If
you were here?
Would you suck my tits for me?"
"You know I would." Greg said. "I'd do anything you
wanted, Wen. So yeah, save some for me. I want to taste
it."
"How am I gonna do that?"
"Just put some in a cup or a baggie or something and
freeze it." Greg laughed. "We'll thaw it out when I see
you."
"Your crazy!" I pulled Jack's mouth to my other breast.
"I'll still be nursing when you get home anyway."
"Won't be the same, I want that virgin milk..." Greg
was teasing me. "...and you're the crazy one, letting
the dog lick your tits." Greg chuckled softly. "Man's
best friend, what else do you guys do?"
"Nothing." I said, putting on an exaggerated air of
innocence, like we were doing everything.
"Nothing at all?" Greg sounded happily doubtful. "You
didn't let him lick you someplace else?"
"Someplace else?" I gasped. "Wellll..."
"Hehe! I knew it!" Greg laughed at me.
"Not really." I giggled. "But sometimes he licks the
milk that runs down my tummy."
"Awww what a tease!" Greg groaned. "It's cool with me
anyway, I mean if you wanted to..."
"If I wanted to what?" I asked and my pussy was
buzzing, like it had been all the while, but now I
really noticed it.
"Well, you know, if you needed a little lick
down...there..."
"On my pussy?" I breathed, smiling into the phone and
stroking my hard little clit gently.
"Yeah..." Greg's voice was soft. "I mean Jack would do
it, I'd understand..."
"You wouldn't get jealous?" I asked with a giggle.
"Jealous?" Greg snorted. "Jack's my dog, we share
everything. You know that."
I laughed at that because it was true. Greg fed the dog
off his dinner plate, despite all my complaining,
letting Jack lick food from Greg's fork. They shared
beer and popcorn and now I wondered if they'd shared
women too. I knew Greg had had girlfriends, even when
he'd come into my office that first time, he'd told me
about her and he'd broken up with her the next day.
Completely. So it was possible, but...I didn't think
about it.
This was between me and Greg now, and Jack of course,
and I felt a little devilish, just cause I was so
completely happy hearing my husband's voice.
"What if, um..." I asked slowly. "...What if I wanted
more than just a lick?"
"Whoa..." Greg chuckled. "Where's this coming from? Who
are you? What did you do with my wife?"
I laughed at that. "You're wife joined the circus,
turned lesbian and ran off with the bearded lady."
"Oh, well in that case..." Greg's voice was so soft I
could barely him.
"...Just what else do you want from Jack?"
"He's got a big..."
"Big what?" I could hear my husband's smile plain as
day.
"You know what." I giggled. "He's got a big thingy."
"A big thingy, doctor?" Greg laughed. "Is that a
medical term?"
"It's a mommy term." I smiled.
"Okay...So what does mommy want to do with her doggy's
big thingy?" Greg was giggling too, which he hardly
ever does, but we were being silly now.
"What would you do if I let him fuck me?" I whispered.
"You'd do that?" He asked me softly, and we weren't
giggling anymore, just breathing hard. "You'd let him
do that to you?"
"Do you want me to?" I asked him. "I won't do it if you
don't like it.
Do you think it's...sick?"
"I love you, Wen." He told me. "I'll love you forever,
I just want you to be happy."
"Do you like it though?" I asked, feeling my heart
thumping.
"Oh yeah, just so long as we're talking about the same
Jack." He chuckled. "I want you happy but..."
"You don't ever have to worry about that, Greg." I
promised him, feeling my eyes wet again. "Never, ever
in your life. God, I love you."
"I know. I love you too, I trust you and I'm just
aching to be with you, Wendy. Every minute of the
day....Shoot, I'm almost done. They just give us 10
minutes on this thing."
"I know." I swallowed hard, because I always hated
this. "You be safe, okay? Promise, Staff Sergeant,
you're going to come home to me."
"Yes ma'am, I'm safe, Captain." He laughed, but this
was hard for him too. "I'm always safe, you're keeping
me safe okay? You're with me every minute. Take care of
our baby."
"I will." I nodded.
"And you take care of yourself too, I got 54 and wake
up, that's it.
I'll be home."
"Yeah." I was crying now.
"Take pictures for me." He said quickly, our time
getting shorter with every heartbeat.
"What?" I giggled, wiping at my cheek with my forearm.
"Pictures of you and Jack." Greg chuckled. "But don't
mail them, just keep them. I wanna see you pregnant
with him, Okay?"
"Yeah..."
"You know what I mean, right? I love you Wendy."
"I know, yeah...I love you..."
And I just got that in before the phone went dead, his
phone time had run out. I just grabbed Jack then, just
hugging him to me and I cried for a few minutes. Just
trying to remember everything he said, every word and
how his voice had sounded so good. He was strong and
safe and he was coming home in 55 days, coming home to
Bragg and I'd be there waiting, holding our baby. God,
that seemed like such a long time to wait.
"Give me a kiss, now...Daddy's coming home soon, yes he
is...Kiss me Jack..." And I just really needed a kiss
and Jack, well he was just part of the family, a
special part.
I felt Jack's tongue on my face, lapping at my salty
tears and I stuck my own tongue out, my spirits rising.
It was tough saying goodbye on the phone, but we did it
every week. Greg called as often as he could and now, I
knew he was safe and he didn't even mind me having fun
with Jack.
That actually made me a little dizzy, now that I was
able to think about it. How had the subject even come
up? I mean, where did that come from? If I'd had time
to think I never would have said a word, I'd have been
too frightened. What if Greg had thought it was
perverted and sick? I knew he didn't now, if anything
he seemed to love the idea, but we'd taken that huge
risk without even a glance down to see how high up we
really were.
If I ever needed proof of love, I mean his and mine, it
was there, in moments like that. Where we could say
anything without fear. I'd be scared later, like I was
then, but at the time, I'd felt no fear at all. Just
love and a desire to please him, to share myself with
Greg completely. I don't know what I'd have said or
done if he'd said no, don't do it. But could he say
that to something that harmed none of us? I didn't
think so. He loved me just as much as I loved him and
that was boundless.
And while I was thinking that, or at least some of
that, I was playing with Jack's tongue, kissing the dog
as if he were Greg himself. It was ticklish and funny
and I just lost all that tension completely. I opened
my mouth for him and Jack pushed his long pink tongue
right inside, exploring me until I closed my lips and
sucked on it.
That made him a little nervous, having his tongue
sucked, but he knew it was a game. Jack came back for
more and I did it again, and again after that, and then
I was reaching down his soft warm body and I found his
cock, safely tucked away in that furry sheath.
I stroked him slowly, gently, working my hand back and
forth. I guided Jack's tongue back to my nipples,
squeezing them for him this time, pulling the milk from
my swollen tits with a sensation that was only a little
uncomfortable, and whole lot pleasurable.
"Now, how are we gonna get pictures, Jack?" I asked
him, smiling to myself.
Greg wanted pictures of me with Jack, having sex
obviously, while I was still pregnant. My camera was
just a little instamatic, a cheap touristy thing. It
didn't have a fancy timer, nothing like that. And even
if it did, how was I going to have sex with Jack and
then waddle to the camera and reset it, have sex
again...No way, I needed another person and my choices
were severely limited.
Short of grabbing a local off the street, my best bet
would be Sadie. She was my age, single, my friend, and
my doctor. The army didn't recognize doctor patient
privilege though, so it wasn't like I could tell her
anything and feel safe about it. If she freaked it
would be Conduct Unbecoming of an Officer, at the very
least, and that would be akin to the end of the world.
So it just came down to a question of trust and I
didn't have a lot of time. I could go into labor any
minute, really. And I did want to make Greg happy, so
badly, so...
"Hello?" Sadie sang into her telephone, cheerful as
always.
"Hi Sadie, it's Wendy."
"Oh, hey! Everything okay?" She'd be thinking about my
baby, naturally.
"Yeah, oh yeah." I nodded. "I just got a call of Greg,
he's doing great."
"Good, great!"
"But um, I was wondering if you were busy tonight?"
"Tonight?" Sadie paused for a second. "Nope, not busy
at all, what's up?"
"I have a favor to ask." I told her. "Sort of a...weird
one. I don't want to ask over the phone though."
"A weird favor, huh?" She giggled. "You didn't get that
thing stuck, did you? Cause if you did..."
"What?" I gasped and laughed. "Oh, no, uh-uh....But
it's...never mind."
"This is weird." Sadie laughed. "Okay well, uh I was
just fixing some dinner, about an hour? Is that okay?
"Yeah, that'd be great." I nodded, feeling both
relieved and a little worried, now that I'd kind of
committed myself.
"Okay then..."
"Oh, um, Sadie?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you stop by Taco Bell on the way and get me like
oh, I don't know, twenty dollars worth of food? I'll
pay you back."
She just laughed at me.
"With lots of hot sauce, okay?"
"Sure, Wen." She agreed. "The things I do for my
patients!"
"Oh, I know." I giggled. "Thanks, Sadie. Bye!"
"See you in a little bit." Sadie hung up her phone.
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
I cleaned up a little bit while I waited for Sadie.
Jack just curled up in his spot by the refrigerator
after he ate. I left the big blanket out though, and
just put on a huge maternity robe I'd bought a couple
weeks before. It had cost too much for only wearing it
maybe two months at the most, but I'd save it. I wanted
a lot of kids and so did Greg. I'd thought about
getting dressed, but if everything went according to
plan I'd just be getting naked again anyway, so...
"So what's this weird favor?" Sadie asked me.
We were sitting at my kitchen table, now covered with
tacos and burritos and nachos, and all the hot sauce I
could want, and I wanted a lot of it. I usually hated
Taco Bell, but right then it was like manna from heaven
and I was eating like a pig.
"Mmmppph..." I nodded, chewing my food slowly and
breathing through my nose.
Sadie waited patiently for me, sipping the soda she'd
gotten for herself. She looked nice and she was pretty
anyway, like I said. She had very dark skin, and soft
brown eyes, with thick black hair, not too kinky, but
nice and brushed straight back from her broad forehead.
Her lips were full, very sensual looking. Mine were
always too thin, I thought. I liked hers.
She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, just casual
clothes that really showed off her body. Sadie was
athletic, as a lot of doctors are, me included, just
because we see bad bodies every day. I loved playing
tennis, and I was going to do a lot of that once I had
the baby, swimming too. I loved the water. Sadie had a
gymnast's body I thought, not lean like a runner, but
solid without being fat. Nice and toned and curved in
all the right places. I wondered why she wasn't
married, but it wasn't my business so I'd never asked.
"Greg called and he wants me to take some pictures of
myself." I wiped my lips on a napkin. "So he can see me
pregnant."
"Oh, well that's not weird." Sadie laughed.
"Kind of...naked pictures." I grinned, taking a small
bite of a crunchy taco.
"Mmmm...Okay, that's not really too far out there." She
was smiling at me. "He is your husband."
"Yeah." I nodded, swallowing quickly. "And
um...well..." I sighed a little, really debating how to
say what I wanted to.
"Uhhhh...And?" Sadie was nodding, gesturing with her
hand and leading me on.
"You remember that...Toy, I was telling you about?" I
pursed my lips, tasting hot sauce.
"Yeah, the big one, right?" She grinned at me. "He
wants pictures of you and..."
"The toy, yeah." I blushed, reaching for my own soda.
"Okay, so...He wants porn." Sadie laughed at me.
"Soldiers."
"Kinda...But..." I scratched my nose, which I do when
I'm really nervous.
"Is there something you want to say, Wen? Because this
is getting weird now." She looked at me, but her eyes
were still smiling. "I mean toys and pictures and
pregnant wives, sure...I've heard of a lot worse..."
"You have?" I blinked at her.
"Well yeah, you never got spam in your email?" She
rolled her eyes. "You know, teenage anal sluts want to
drink your pee? Oops...Sorry, you're eating."
"It's okay." I laughed. "Thanks for reminding me...Be
right back..."
I went to the bathroom, as much to look at myself in
the mirror, as to sit down and pee. Did I dare ask
another woman, a friend of only a year or so, if she'd
take pictures of me fucking my dog? Would she get
upset? Turn me in as some kind of pervert?
God, I was torn between my desire to make Greg happy
and my fear of the unknown. And honestly, I knew he'd
forgive me if I didn't get him any pictures. But I
missed him so much and I couldn't do anything for him.
That was the kicker, you see? I could love him, and
tell him, and have his baby. But as huge as that was,
if there was anything else, any little thing I could do
while Greg was away, I wanted to do it. I wanted to
reward him for being the man he was, the man I loved.
"Okay." I looked at myself. "Just do it. Just go...Do
it." I took a deep breath and went back to the kitchen.
"Whew." I smiled, sitting down slowly. "I feel better."
"Did you figure out what you want to ask me?" Sadie
said, being perceptive as always.
She was good at that, being a real doctor like she was.
I was a real doctor too, but nobody lied to me about
how they hurt their eyes, at least not that often.
Sadie got lied to by embarrassed women every day
probably, she knew all the symptoms.
"Yes I did." I smacked my lips and nodded slowly. "My
toy is...Jack." I said, giving her a little shrug and
not turning away from her eyes as they widened
slightly.
"Jack." She said and then a few seconds later.
"Jack...The dog?"
I glanced at him, sleeping happily on the floor.
"Yeah." I nodded. "We haven't actually...done very
much. He likes my milk, he helps me there, and I've
touched him...A little."
"Touched him, touched his penis." Sadie was nodding.
"Yeah, it's big." I giggled nervously. "Really big and
so, um, I talked to Greg and he..."
"He wants pictures." Sadie cleared her throat. "Of you
and Jack...what?
Fucking?"
"Heh." I nodded. "Yeah, fucking and um, whatever else
we do."
"Whatever else?" Sadie finally laughed. "What else were
you thinking of doing?"
"Um, well I don't know." I shrugged, smiling a little
now. "Maybe he'd like a blowjob...Or something."
"You're gonna suck a dog's dick?" Sadie tilted her head
down, as if she had invisible glasses on and wanted to
look over them.
"You don't think it's safe?" I asked her.
"Wendy, I wouldn't know." She laughed and sat back in
her chair. "I suppose it won't hurt you, but..."
"I just...It's for my husband, you know?" I asked her.
"That's all."
"That's all?" She gave me a look of disbelief. "You
don't want to do it?"
"No, I mean yeah, I do." I confessed. "But I want to do
it for Greg too, so..."
"So that's why you need me, to take pictures." She
nodded and we sat quietly for a minute while I picked
at my nachos.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked Sadie finally.
"Me?" She smiled. "No, uh-uh. I'm just thinking you
were right, this is really weird."
"I know." I sighed.
"Well, you don't have to worry, I'm not going to say
anything...It ain't my style, honey chile!" Sadie said
with a thick southern accent and I giggled as she
reached over, patting my hand gently.
"Where'd that come from?" I grinned.
"My Grammy down in Alabama." Sadie nodded. "She always
told us to keep our noses to the grindstone and out of
other people's business. Usually while she was taking
a switch to our butts."
"Really? A switch?" I laughed. "Ouch!"
"Oh yeah." Sadie nodded. "So, I learned my lessons, and
besides...You aren't the only one with weird secrets."
"Oh yeah?" I wasn't sure what Sadie was getting at.
"You might as well know, I mean since you're trusting
me like this." She paused for a second. "I'm a lesbian
and um, well you know my girlfriend already."
"I do?" I stared at her. She didn't act like a lesbian,
but I guess she couldn't afford to. Being a lesbian
gynecologist would raise a lot of eyebrows, and voices.
"Yeah." She smiled at me, waiting for me to catch up.
"Marcia?" I gasped and when Sadie nodded I laughed,
shaking my head. "I'd never put you two
together...She's a colonel!" I had to hold my tummy
cause I was laughing hard.
"Yeah, she never lets me forget either." Sadie laughed
too. "But I love her and she loves me so..."
"Wow, okay." I nodded. "That's...That's all up to you
guys."
"And I never, you know, when I'm giving you your
pelvic..." Sadie looked at me. "I'm not fooling around,
it's all business. I promise."
"Right, no I wasn't even thinking that." I said, but
maybe a little part of me was remembering all the times
Sadie had put her fingers inside me, way inside me,
feeling around maybe a little more than she
needed...But, no. Not Sadie, she was a very good
doctor.
"Have you ever been with another woman, Wendy?" Sadie
asked, and I wondered for a second if she was hitting
on me.
"Me?" I laughed. "Oh no, the only one is Greg, he's the
only person I've ever wanted."
"And Jack." Sadie grinned at me.
"Yeah." I giggled. "And Jack...But he's not a person."
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
"I thought I could just um, do it sort of missionary."
I was standing with Sadie in the living room. "Jack
likes it when I sit on the sofa, and it's the right
height for him."
"Well, I guess that'll work." Sadie grinned, probably
still trying to believe I was really going to do it.
"Maybe I should suck him first...Oh wait! You have to
get some pictures of Jack drinking my milk!" I giggled,
feeling excited now.
This was all going to work, I could feel it, and even
Sadie was a little excited I thought. I called Jack
loudly, taking off my robe while Sadie looked at my
little camera.
"What kind of film do have in here?"
"Thirty-six exposures, you set it to the lightning
bolts, that's the flash." I told her. "And I think
there's about 25 pictures left."
"Yeah, you're on number eight." Sadie nodded.
"Hey boy, good dog!" I stroked Jack and sat down,
spreading my legs so he could get between them. "Come
here, boy...up!"
I thought it would be strange doing that with Sadie
there, watching and taking pictures, but it didn't
bother me at all. In fact I think it helped in some
ways, just because I had someone to share it with. I
was sharing it with Jack of course, but Sadie was
smiling and giggling as Jack's tongue went to work on
my nipples. It was great.
"Wow! He really does like it, huh?" Sadie took a
snapshot of Jack washing my left breast and me smiling
down at him.
"Oh yeah...He's a good boy...Such a big boy too, aren't
you, baby?" I was stroking his cock and the tip was
exposed and I could feel in my hand.
We let Jack drink for about ten minutes probably,
finishing with a couple pictures of me squeezing the
milk from my breasts across his tongue. I really hoped
they'd turn out good, and Sadie assured me they were
going to be perfect.
"I'm going to suck him." I grinned at Sadie and she
giggled.
"Whatever floats your boat, Wen." Sadie shook her head.
"Be all that you can be."
I loved sucking Greg's cock and I'd never done it in my
life until our honeymoon. Even during the time we were
together before our wedding, I'd just never done it.
The night of our wedding though, after we'd consummated
our vows, Greg had asked me if I'd try it for him. And
I'd done it, hesitantly at first and then eagerly. I'd
loved it. It was really good for both of us and I'd
sucked Greg a lot after that first time. I just hoped
Jack would feel the same way.
We got him on the sofa, so I could sit my pregnant butt
on the floor and play with Jack's penis as he lay
there. He was so good too, patient and willing to let
me do just about anything. I just rubbed his belly for
a little while, talking to him praising him, and then I
played with his cock until it started coming out of its
sheath. It was red and veined, just like always, with
that tapering spear-like tip ready for action.
And it looked wet, that was another nice thing, the way
his cock appeared to glisten, but it really felt rather
dry at first, until his juices started flowing, his
doggy precum. I bent over and it wasn't too
uncomfortable like that, and I tentatively licked at
the head first. That wasn't bad, rather tasteless
actually, so I licked more and finally just pushed my
lips down around Jack's dog cock while Sadie snapped a
picture of my first canine blowjob.
"That is so bizarre!" Sadie chuckled and I made soft
noises back at her.
He moved a little, Jack did, as if he wanted to get up,
but so long as I kept my hands on him, he was okay. And
his cock was more than okay, once he felt my warm wet
mouth, which might have felt like a dog's vagina to
him, for all I knew. His cock swelled quickly to full
size and I was moving my mouth up and down at a slow,
gentle pace, breathing easily and swallowing all the
juices filling my mouth. It was all spit and precum and
like drinking slightly syrupy water really.
"Jesus, you weren't kidding about your toy, were you?"
Sadie chuckled appreciatively. "That's a big cock."
"Mmmpph...." I agreed, giving my head a tiny nod and
sucking Jack eagerly now.
His cock was nice and hard, stiff as a bone, and I had
to be careful not to go down too fast or too deep
because every now and then Jack would jerk his hips,
and his cock was a little soft at the tip, a little
spongy, but not a lot, it was seriously hard beneath
the head. He jabbed me once pretty good, like in the
tonsils with it and that taught me a little lesson.
"Should I let him cum?" I asked, licking my lips and
drinking air.
"In your mouth?" Sadie shrugged. "Up to you. I'll get a
picture if he does."
"Okay." I grinned and went back to Jack's cock, really
sucking him nice, wanting his cock to think he was
fucking a nice hot bitch in the cunt.
I stroked his shaft and wrapped my fist just beneath
his knot, thinking maybe I could make him feel like he
was locked up with me, but I don't know if that really
worked or not. But maybe it did because he was tasting
different, his dripping cock was taking on some real
flavor, slightly bitter, a little salty but not much.
It was good and I knew it was his sperm. He was cumming
already, but it wasn't his real orgasm, not the final
pumping of his puppy making load, so I just kept
swallowing and sucking.
There was a lot of it though, slipping out from my lips
as I slid my mouth up and down the dog's long shaft. I
knew my friend was getting a couple good shots though,
because the flash would catch our attention. I'd blink
and Jack would jerk with surprise. He sure surprised me
though when Sadie took a picture about the time I was
swallowing. Jack moved his hips so that all of a sudden
about nine inches of hard dog cock slid into my tender
throat!
It was so quick I barely knew what had happened and the
knot was right up against my lips, and he was pouring
his sperm into my tummy. My throat was stretched too,
it was the first time I'd ever deep throated anything.
About 3 seconds later, after Sadie had got the picture,
because I was determined that Greg would see that, I
let that long dog penis slide out.
"Goddamn, Wendy." Sadie laughed. "You do that with Greg
too?"
I was red faced and giggling, gasping for air and
asking Sadie if she'd got the shot. It was unbelievable
I'd deep throated a dog, and part of me wanted to do it
again, but maybe another time. Jack was close to
cumming then I thought, so maybe it would just be best
to let him fuck me. Make sure we got all the pictures
for my husband before it as too late, just to play it
safe.
"Okay, boy...Okay..." I got Jack moving and I couldn't
believe how hot I was.
I was pink all over and my nipples burned. I'd gotten
seriously turned on sucking that animal's cock,
swallowing his sperm as it leaked from the tapering
tip. It was good and I savored that unique test, not
sure whose I liked better Jack's or Greg's, and
thinking probably my husband's.
"Make sure you're careful now, don't need to piss off
the baby." Sadie was telling me.
"We're not going to hurt it, right?" I glanced at Sadie
and she shook her head.
"No, you'll be fine...Just take it slow." She reassured
me. "If it hurts, you stop."
I sat down in my accustomed spot on the sofa and Jack
was more than willing. His cock was still hard, but it
had gone down a little too. That didn't seem to matter
though as I adjusted us so that his soft warm chest was
right on my big round tummy, and I pulled his bottom
half as close as I could, which was awkward since I was
so darn big. But it was enough as Jack could smell my
arousal and feel the heat that was radiating from my
sex, just inches away from his cock now. I slid myself
down a little and I smiled as I felt the tip nudge my
clit, just missing the hot wet entrance awaiting it.
"Oh come on boy..." I whispered. "It's right there...
just a little push, Jack... feel it, baby... fuck
mama's pussy now...ohhhh...Oh!"
Maybe the dog understood me, but probably not, and it
didn't matter anyway. Once his cock felt my pussy down
there Jack knew what to do. He stabbed at me with his
prick, searching for my hole, and when he found it he
gave a soft growl and pushed half of his cock inside
quickly. My pussy lips split easily, but the muscles
inside resisted briefly, making it a nice tight fit for
the animal.
"Ohhh...God!" I groaned, smiling and nodding as my
pussy just shuddered around him.
I tried to keep him slow, but Jack's cock was made for
fucking, no doubt about it, and he was going at me hard
and fast all of a sudden, almost like I'd flipped a
switch or something. I just wrapped my arms around him,
gasping with every thrust as his prick kept going
deeper and deeper. It was like there was no end to it
and Jack was licking my face, or just panting mostly,
and saliva ran from his mouth as he tried to hunch his
back, driving more of his cock inside.
I was dimly aware of his claws, his back feet
scratching the carpet, and then the sensation of his
front paws trying to find some part of me to hold onto
for leverage. I was getting scratched up a little, just
on my sides and at my hips. I was aware of the pain,
but only slightly. Mostly I just felt my orgasm coming
on hard and strong. Jack was bringing me off quick,
fucking that big dog cock in and out of me until I was
seeing stars.
"...Slow him down....shit, girl...he's too rough..." I
heard Sadie talking, trying to tell me not to let Jack
fuck me so hard or so deep, but I couldn't have stopped
him if I wanted to.
I was sunk low on the sofa, Jack's weight pressing down
on me, and my burning pussy was impaled on his pounding
cock. I was practically pinned down, seriously. Jack
weighed a good 90 pounds at least, he was as big as me
standing up, and he had me right where he wanted me. I
was just his bitch now and it didn't matter to Jack
that I was already pregnant. He just knew he was inside
a tight hot cunt and he wanted to deliver his puppy
making sperm into my already much too full womb.
Sadie was at least getting pictures, capturing the
rapture on my face as I grappled with the sensations
Jack's hard cock was bringing. My pussy quivered around
him, stretched tight and squeezing the dog's cock,
coaxing him to spill his dog sperm into my hungry cunt.
His cock had found my cervix long before, the tip
stabbing that soft pillow over and over and it was a
pleasurable pain. I wasn't even sure if I was really
feeling it after awhile and I wasn't the gynecologist,
that was Sadie, but I thought maybe the point of Jack's
cock might have opened that tender bottleneck up just
enough so he was actually fucking into my womb.
That turned me on completely and more orgasms flashed
through me, and then somewhere in the middle of all
that glorious chaotic confusion I realized I'd taken
the knot. It had gone inside me easily at first, and
been pulled out, then in and out, getting a little
bigger each time until finally it couldn't come out
again. It was expanding even more, making me gasp as my
pussy was forced to accommodate its growing size. Jack
had locked me up good and he was whining now as his
cock was spewing semen inside me.
"Jesus..." Sadie had given up trying to stop what we
were doing, and maybe she didn't want to.
Sadie was down close to the floor, getting close-ups
for Greg of my pussy bulging outward with that knot and
ten inches of dog cock inside me. Juices leaked out,
but not very much. It was Jack's hard flesh wrapped up
tight inside the soft clasping walls of my vagina and I
didn't think I'd ever want to let him go. It felt too
good, like I was stuffed completely with long hard
cock, the way I'd always been meant to be.
Wherever all that penis was going, I guess it woke up
my baby too. Normally he was restless in the mornings
and after lunch, sleeping good in my tummy at night.
But now he was kicking hard and I just groaned,
writhing as best I could, my swollen pregnant body
shaking with pleasure. It just went on and on and then
Jack was cumming.
"He's...Cummming!" I groaned, because it was obvious.
I could feel it inside me. That dog cock suddenly
shooting hard, releasing everything in his balls, not
in a slow and steady leak, but in violent surges of hot
sperm that bathed my cunt and fueled my fires. I came
right with him and I'd never had that many orgasms in
my life, one right after another, wrecking me
completely.
And then I was aware of another sensation, a much
different one. Like a balloon suddenly bursting inside
me, close to where Jack's cockhead must have been. I
felt like I'd just had a hose shoved into my vagina,
seriously, a garden hose, and the water was running and
I swallowed hard, staring at Sadie.
"What?" She looked at me and her eyes were wide open.
"What's wrong?"
"I think..." I gasped for air. "I think my water just
broke!"
And then deep down, between my hips, a dull cramp
started, not sharp, not yet, but it was there. My first
contraction and even though I'd never had a baby before
in my life, I knew what that meant.
"Oh shit." Sadie stood there, holding the camera.
"Contraction." I groaned.
And then I smiled, because it just seemed funny for
some reason. I was locked tight with Jack's knot in my
pussy, his fully erect cock filling my cunt, and my
water had broke, except there was no place for it to
go. Jack's knot sealed us tight. And now I was having
contractions.
"We gotta get that dog out..." Sadie nodded to herself.
"Water...cold water...hold on!"
"Can't you do a c-section?" I asked, giggling as I
imagined Sadie wheeling me and Jack into the operating
room at Tripler.
"Shhh..." Sadie frowned at me, pouring a pitcher of ice
water over Jack's back, around my thighs, and even on
my tummy, trying to get his knot to shrink up.
"This is what I call complications." I grinned. My
brain was all over the place, feverish with the joy of
raw animal sex. I'd been fucked like never before in my
life and it was taking me awhile to come down.
"Are you high?" Sadie shook her head. "You freaky white
girls! Tell me when you have another contraction." She
looked at her watch and went back for more water.
"Ohhh...Contraction..." I nodded.
"Eight minutes." Sadie looked at me. "You're fine. Now
let's see if we can get Jack loose..."
She'd poured water over both of us, and it had been
cold on my burning skin. I was shivering and goosebumps
had broken out on my arms.
"Maybe we should...Ahhhhh...Shit!" I gasped as Sadie
reached beneath Jack, who was now standing on all fours
facing away from me. His cock was hinged and pulled
back behind him, and she grabbed the base of his cock
and worked it carefully until I felt it seeming to pop
out of me all at once.
When Jack came loose a whole wash of sperm, girl juice,
and broken water bag came out with him. I probably
could have filled a good sized bucket with all of it,
but as it was I was going to need my rug cleaned. It
didn't really hurt, the cold water had shrunk Jack a
little maybe, or else his knot had just gone down on
its own. Either way I felt remarkably empty and almost
disappointed. I'd enjoyed being locked up.
"See?" Not so bad." Sadie chuckled. "Don't worry, this
should make it a lot easier for you later, believe me."
"You think?" I asked her and then "Ohhh...another
contraction." I rubbed my huge belly gently, feeling my
baby moving, as if eager to escape.
"Another one? Six minutes..." Sadie checked her watch
and then she was checking my pussy, being careful of
the mess that surrounded me. "He dilated you good,
Wendy, about five centimeters I think. This baby is
gonna slide right out, easy as pie. We need to get you
to the hospital.
"Can I wash up?" I asked her. "I gotta pee too."
"Nope." She held out her hands to help me up. "You're
just gonna get messy again anyway. I'll do the
delivery, you just think about how we're gonna explain
to the nurses why you're baby is covered with dog
sperm, eh?"
I blinked at that, not sure if Sadie was joking or not.
"I'll get some clothes." I scratched my head, feeling
dizzy and my legs were rubbery. I was sore too, my
pussy feeling loose and tender and way too empty.
Juices were spilling down my thighs with every awkward
step. But I was getting a serious shot of adrenaline
too!
I was going to have my baby!
"Looks like we found a new way to induce labor." Sadie
was smiling. "You need stuff for the hospital too."
"I got a bag packed already in the closet by the front
door." I said with a giggle. "And get the camera! Greg
wants pictures of the baby being born!"
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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