Janet Gets Lucky

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Janet Gets Lucky

It was spring break. Janet's husband and daughter were
on their normal schedules, so she was home alone.
Enjoying her much needed respite from the relentless
demands of college, she was sleeping late on a Tuesday
morning when Mr. Coffee began its classic hiss and
gurgle.

The smell of coffee finally roused her, clearing the
fog from her sleep addled mind. After lying in bed for
another ten minutes, she finally pulled back the covers
and swiveled around, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Janet's nipples rouged beneath the ultra thin fabric of
the teddy she wore to bed. The erect buds were plainly
visible lumps on her double D cup tits. The teddy was
short and reached only low enough to barely conceal her
cleanly shaven pussy. As she stood, the rings through
her pussy lips clinked together, then picked up a
familiar rhythm as she strode into the kitchen.

With nobody home, she didn't bother with a robe.
Standing before her coffee maker in her teddy, the
corners of her mouth turned up into a smile as the cool
morning air chilled a runnel of cum, deposited by her
husband the night before, as is slowly dribbled down
her thigh.

Without thinking, she reached down and scooped up the
slippery reminder of last night with her finger and
slipped it into her mouth, savoring the flavor as she
gently suckled her finger clean. As she poured coffee
into her cup, she became certain that she'd have to
masturbate soon. There was no way she could hold out
until bedtime for her husband to take care of her
renewed desire.

After stirring in creamer, Janet took her cup of coffee
and settled into her favorite chair to read her third
romance novel for the week. She and her husband
referred to them cheerfully as chick smut. After all,
most of them had just enough plot to frame a core of
raunchy erotica. She wasn't sure if these books helped
stoke her lust or not, but her husband wasn't
complaining about getting laid every night, so she
shrugged to herself and kept reading.

During a particularly steamy passage, Janet snaked a
hand down her body, caressing her breasts, stroking her
pierced nipples. As her breathing grew more unsteady,
she let her hand wander down past her navel, down to
the mound where she normally found a fine downy patch
of pubic hair. Finding none, a shiver raced up her
spine and she pushed on until she made contact with her
clitoris, hidden beneath the thin skin of its
protective hood.

Her fingers, knowing their own way, began to gently rub
circles around the sensitive nub, and then glided down
her swelling pussy lips. Her arousal began to climb,
her lust usurping conscious thought, and her fingers
found a pattern in their dance that would bring her
higher and higher.

Finally she could no longer concentrate on the carnal
splendor so professionally detailed by the author and
laid her head back, closing her eyes. A sigh escaped
her lips as her fingers did their work. They teased her
needy pussy, pulling her lips apart, slipping inside,
then circling her clit again. They kept her on the
edge, but never quite letting her reach her peak.

Janet reveled in the self inflicted torture. Pussy
juice flowed freely from her sex, bathing her loving
fingers and dripping down the crack of her ass. Her
skin flushed and a light sheen of sweat coated her
heaving tits, beginning to darken the fabric of her
teddy.

Just as she was about to reach her climax, a noise at
the front door startled her from her blissful trance.
Janet held her breath and stilled her fingers,
straining to listen. The noise came again. It sounded
like something scratching.

Janet's mind, gripped in curiosity, focused on the
door. Her arousal crashed, her lust temporarily
forgotten. She stood and walked to the door, her thighs
slipping past one another with the ease of well oiled
skin, her tits swaying slightly in time with her
stride.

Standing on tip-toes, Janet peered out the window in
the door, trying to see who was there. She scanned left
and right, but saw nobody. Even leaning over the glance
through the picture window, nobody was visible.

Again she heard the noise. Standing so close to the
door, she could tell it was coming from down low.
Feeling perfectly safe in our quiet neighborhood and
having seen nobody through the windows, she unlocked
and partially opened the door. On the other side of the
door, tail wagging frantically, stood a beautiful
German Sheppard. As soon Janet saw him, she opened the
door to greet the dog. Immediately, she assumed him
lost and her heart went out to him. She reached out to
introduce herself, letting the dog sniff her hand.

Janet unknowingly reached out with the hand that had
been so masterfully playing her pussy just moments
before. The Sheppard sniffed, then took a friendly lick
at her fingers, and much to Janet's surprise, ran
inside the house. Amused, Janet shut the door and began
to chase after the exploring dog.

It took the dog about 5 seconds to find the master
bedroom, where Janet found him sitting happily on the
bed, tail wagging. She laughed to herself and eased up
onto the bed, reaching for his collar. Fending off the
***** kisses, she giggled and rotated the collar around
until she could read the tag. It said "Ladies' Luck".

While she contemplated the inscription, Lucky swiped
his tongue across her covered left breast. She gasped
when he pushed his nose into her yielding tit flesh and
lost her balance, then fell over backwards on the bed
with her head hanging over the edge. With her limbs all
spread akimbo, her still soaked pussy was now pulsing
in plain view of her visitor. Before she could recover,
Janet felt the ***** tongue swipe along the full length
of her ripe sex.

Stunned, she could only lay there through three more
licks, before she finally came to her senses. She
lifted her head and saw two beautiful brown eyes
staring into her own. Lucky licked her pussy again.
Janet wanted to push the dog away and close her legs,
but she couldn't.

It felt too good. The lust that disappeared when she
first heard the noise at the door returned with a
vengeance, and her arousal skyrocketed. With each lick,
her pussy would contract and squeeze out more of her
lubricating honey, and her will would crumble further.
Lucky had no interest in stopping as long as she kept
rewarding him with her delicious juices.

"I can't believe how good this feels," she thought. As
Lucky worked his magical tongue along her slit, from
puckered asshole to her hooded, swollen clitoris, Janet
trembled and u*********sly spread her legs further to
allow him better access. As she built toward her first
orgasm of the day, all she could say was "What a
tongue!"

"Ohhhh, Ahhhh, LICK ME!" Janet's orgasm smashed over
her, searing through her throbbing pussy up her
clenching abs, over her bouncing tits, and on until she
saw stars behind her eyes. Her legs too were caught in
the blast, kicking up and out, ending with toes curled
sharply over. Her whole body convulsed again and again
until her thrashing finally loosed the dog from the
source of his treat.

Only when Lucky's tongue left her pussy was Janet
finally able to come down from that spectacular high.
She had never come so hard in her life. Her legs fell
limply to the bed, her eyelids closed, and she slipped
into a blissful sleep.

About fifteen minutes later, Janet awoke to the feeling
of a cold, damp nose in her armpit. Immediately a smile
graced her lips and her eyes fluttered open. Her neck
was stiff from hanging off the bed; it took great
effort to lift her head and then pull herself into a
sitting position. Lucky licked her face, then her neck,
then her face again. Laughing, she reached out and
hugged the dog to her. "Thank you," she whispered into
his ear.

She clung to the dog, eyes closed again, breathing
slowly in and out. Just as she released her hold on the
Sheppard, something hot and wet brushed her leg.
Without thinking, she reached down to find out what it
was. Her hand brushed the object and she encircled it
with her fingers. She felt it pulse in her grip.
Leaning back just enough so she could get a clear view,
her eyes took in Lucky's massive red cock.

It's tip was oozing precum onto her upturned wrist.
Mesmerized by his tool, she began to gently stroke the
living dildo. Janet couldn't believe that she was doing
this. It seemed like just a few nights ago that her
husband had told her of his fantasy. After reading so
many stories about women and their dogs, he had wanted
to see it happen. And now, here she was, stroking the
cock of a dog that had just given her the most intense
climax ever, thinking about all the things she could do
with his super heated man meat.

While her imagination ran wild, Lucky began getting
impatient. He had a raging hardon, being caressed by
his new friend, and he instinctively new he needed to
mate. Much like he had before, he gave Janet a push.
Only this time, she went down sideways. Giggling again,
she struggled to get up, getting her knees under her,
thinking she would crawl off the bed before things got
really out of hand.

That was all the opening, so to speak, that Lucky
needed. Janet's upturned ass put her pussy on display
again, presenting Lucky with the perfect target. Before
she could move even part way across the bed, she felt
the weight of the dog press her down. Her arms
collapsed and her face hit the blankets as she felt
Lucky's front legs grip her mid section and pull on her
flared hips.

Janet didn't even have time to struggle before she felt
the tip of Lucky's engorged phallus begin poking around
her nether region. He was remarkably well aimed and
found the mark after only three near misses. Feeling
the heat of her horny pussy envelope the tip of his
cock, Lucky gave a mighty push, and slid his entire
length into her welcoming depths.

Lucky paused then, dancing his hind legs around to gain
better purchase, and Janet braced herself for the
coming onslaught. Once his prick was firmly lodged
inside her delirious cunt, she had not a single thought
of escape. Instead, she allowed her lust to consume
her, giving herself over to her most carnal cravings.

Now settled, Lucky began to fuck in and out of Janet's
dripping pussy. Faster and faster he pounded her with
his huge cock, pushing her to ever greater heights. A
low, long moan escaped her lips, punctuated by the
jolting rhythm of her lover's rapid fire cock hammer.

The moan broke into a scream, "Ahhh, AHHH, OH FUCK ME!"
Without warning, another powerful orgasm ripped through
her. Janet's pussy clamped down on the rampaging cock
it possessed, as if willing it to stay forever. One
after another, her climaxes came and went, until time
slipped from her mind entirely, and she ascended to a
new plain of sexual bliss. Her eyes closed, and she was
gone.

Lucky's new bitch remained u*********s for several
minutes. She never felt the **** as it began to swell.
Nor did she stir as Lucky's pace faltered, making the
tie complete. Her body was running on autopilot, still
cumming, but not at the same fever pitch. It wasn't
until Lucky began to flood her needy pussy with his
doggy seed that Janet came to again. Exhausted, the
newly indoctrinated doggy slut could only lie there,
riding out pussy tremors, until Lucky was finally
spent.

Finally, his **** shrank enough for him to pull free of
her well fucked pussy. Janet collapsed on the bed and
with Lucky's spunk forming a puddle on the comforter,
drifted off to sleep once again.

Just before noon, she awoke to the sound of the phone.
"Hello?" she croaked into the handset.

"Hi Honey," replied her husband. "Just calling to see
how your day is going."

"Just great!" she said, smiling. "We have a new dog..."
She glanced over her shoulder at Lucky. "And he is so
well trained."

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