The Julie Journals - Beast Extracts

This story was written in 2023 and I have copied it here exactly as it happened.

It was a weekly blog over six weeks of summer, which I wrote as it happened and/or shirtly afterwards.

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This is going to be a story with a difference. This is a true story that has yet to happen apart from this part which I am writing now. I will freely admit I have been vague at the start to avoid anything too specific to avoid identification.

I have added a comment for each planned event over the next seven weeks and these will be filled in as and when (or if) they happen.

So firstly apologies to my editor RFFAST as this will be going out live you will just have to write and tell me where I have got it wrong.

I have decided to write this in the first person.

By way of background, Rocky is an eight-year-old chocolate Labrador that lives in the village. His owners Mike and Debbie have no idea (to the best of my knowledge) that their dog has fucked me in the past on two separate occasions. (Chapter 26 - Rocky and Chapter 27 - Rocky 2, the Return of the Beast )

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I was in my kitchen when the phone rang and I saw it was Debbie, "Hi Julie, Thought I saw your car so you are back I guess from your cruise?"

Yes, I was back alright, the utility room looked like a Chinese laundry and the downstairs rooms looked like a bomb had gone off after a manic shoplifting spree in a clothes and shoe shop.

"I don't suppose you could help us out could you?" Debbie said and my mind clicked into overdrive as helping them out in the past had meant a bloody good sex session with Rocky. The problem was that JJ, my husband, was at home which meant having Rocky in the house was a no-no, for no other reason than I doubted I would be able to resist him; so the chances of getting caught were high.

"As you know Mike and I have our weekly commitment with the underprivileged children's charity which means we will be away overnight one night a week for most weeks over the summer holidays. Normally the kids would look after Rocky but with their sports camps they will be away from Sunday through to Friday nearly every week."

As Debbie talked I was formulating a plan in my head but wanted to wait until she had finished.

"So would you be able to look after him? Otherwise, we may have to let the kids down as one of us will have to stay behind."

"It will be a lot of disruption for Rocky to move just for one night," I said as my plan clicked into place, "But I do have an idea if it's OK with you."

I heard Debbie breathe a sigh of relief as I went on, "You only live at the other end of the village so on the nights you are away why don't I stay at yours? I can come round on the day you go, look after Rocky and then you come home the next day."

"What about JJ you aren't going to let him loose in your new kitchen are you?" Debbie laughed

"I can either send him out for a curry or takeaway, worse comes to the worse I can nip home and cook him dinner. Rocky would be OK on his own for a couple of hours, wouldn't he?" I said while trying not to scream in delight.

We talked a bit about practicalities and timings then she gave me a list of dates which I scribbled down.

A little bit later I waited until JJ was engrossed in the cricket and casually said, "Debbie has asked me to dog sit for Randy or whatever their dog is called." As I expected he just grunted at me, his attention elsewhere. "I said he couldn't stay here but as she only lives at the other end of the village I would stay in their spare room on the nights they were away."

"That's great babes," he said, which I knew by the tone of his voice meant, "Will you just fuck off and leave me alone."

My head was spinning as I walked into my office rejoicing in the fact that I was going to get knotted a lot over the next few weeks and I could hardly wait.

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Wednesday/Thursday - 26th & 27th July

It's strange, but I have found that as a writer I start to look at things differently, especially when I know I will write about them later. Not that anything happens differently but you try to capture the emotions and the details.

I stood in Mike & Debbie's house as they left in their minibus thing, leaving me and Rocky alone for the next two days. Everything had gone to plan so all that was left was for Rocky to fuck my brains out. There is that sudden panic, "Will he remember me?" and even more importantly, "Will he remember how?" It had been two years since we were last together and as far as I knew, Debbie didn't indulge.

I looked around their home after putting my stuff in the spare room to decide where the 'act' was to take place. The two occasions before with Rocky it had been at my house where I knew what rooms were private and what was more open to being overlooked. The back of the house is beautiful with the back being covered with bi-fold doors leading out onto a large patio. The only problem was I would be putting on a show for the neighbours which I am sure some of the people reading this would think was great, but I had no desire to be publicly shamed.

Rocky seemed non-plussed as I did my rounds, following me but with a "what are you doing?" type attitude and then I came across the perfect spot. They had converted the garage into the spare guest bedroom but behind it they had built an en suite shower room that could be accessed from both the bedroom and the utility room. In the utility room was Rocky's basket and enough space to lay out an old blanket on the floor. The best part, to me anyway, was that I could walk from my bedroom through the ensuite and into Rocky's sleeping area, almost a perfect setup.

I was trembling, and very wet, as I stripped off throwing my clothes on the bed before donning my old sweatshirt to minimise the claw marks, then stepping back into the utility room; I called Rocky in. Getting to all fours I waited for him to appear as a variety of thoughts rushed through my head. My heart was pounding as I felt him sniff at my ass and then move away, patience was the key. Parting my knees slightly I was sure he must have been able to smell my excitement and placing my shoulders on the blanket I reached between my legs and started to touch myself. What kept running through my head was, "You are a dog slut," which was quickly followed by, "Yes and I fucking love it."

There is something magical about dog sex. It is pure sex. The dog has no hidden agenda, no desire to get you to do things or act in certain ways, all it cares about is fucking you. The downside, if it can be considered one, is that all it cares about is fucking you. That means the dog doesn't slow when you want it to, it doesn't care what position you are in or if you are in pain, it just wants you, raw emotion.

As I was thinking this I felt his nose against my ass as he sniffed. perhaps the smell triggered a memory in his brain as he took a tentative lick.

I let out a low groan of, "Fuckkkk." as the so-so different texture rasped over my lips and fingers. I quickly moved my fingers away to give him full access and was rewarded with some more licks making me flood as the first mini-orgasm ran through me. Then he stopped. I thought that he had lost interest at first, perhaps he couldn't remember, and a thousand other things. As I felt his soft fur on my back as he mounted and his cock sliding over my cheeks my heart sang as I knew he hadn't forgotten his bitch. The tip found my pussy lip and as it registered on both of our brains he thrust his hips forward, burying most of his cock in me. A shuffle of his back legs and his paws grasped my hips, almost like my husband had the night before and then it was full speed ahead. Although he may have been a few years older he had lost none of his pace and ferocity as he drove into me making me gurgle and moan with sheer pleasure.

As the intensity of his fucking continued, I felt myself cumming again and let out a loud yell as I thrashed about. Rocky didn't care. All he focused on was he had his bitch under him and the next task on his list was to knot me. I felt it drive in with relative ease as I was so bloody wet and then began to swell even more inside me as his movements slowed. The knot was pressing against my g-spot as it throbbed and pulsed before sending jets of seed so deep inside me, I swear it was injected directly into my womb. I started to repeat cum, where as fast as a wave hit me, the next one rolled over me from behind it making me continuously orgasm. I could hear the loud panting of Rocky in my ear as he rested on my back filling his bitch with his cum.

When the knot had shrunk, he pulled away and I could feel the cum sliding out. I quickly cupped my hand over it collecting as much as I could in the palm of my hand, before holding it to my mouth and licking the mess until my hand was clean. Rocky retired to his basket and just looked at me with a look that I swear was saying, "This isn't the last time my bitch."

Standing I pulled on my skirt, not bothering with anything else and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. My whole body was a mass of overloaded nerve endings as I drank water and then filled a kettle to make a coffee. I had just poured in the hot water with a dash of cold and was about to sit and drink it when I felt a nose under my skirt from behind.

"Oh my Rocky, do you want more?" I gasped as I felt his tongue licking at my pussy lips making me whimper with pleasure.

Glancing at the window I judged that we were far enough from it to be safe and not overseen I dropped to all fours and assumed the position. With the windows being wide open there was a gentle breeze and when I closed my eyes it almost felt like I was outside. In an instant Rocky was up on my back and to my joy his cock was hard and with a couple of thrusts, in me. I know I have to be careful of the noise as had no idea if the neighbours were outside and would have overheard Rocky fucking me.

Almost like Rocky had taken it as a challenge to make me cry out he seemed to fuck me even harder. I was so wet and open his cock slammed in and out with ease and the knot even popped in and then out making me bite my bottom lip to muffle my screams. I couldn't, nor did I want to, stop the orgasms that burst inside as he finally pushed his knot in and sealed himself inside his bitch. As his knot pulsed its seed inside, I knew that this evening was going to be everything I had hoped for and more.

A few hours later I dressed in a jogging suit and even wore panties to hold the sanitary pad in place as we went out for a walk. The distance from Mike and Debbie’s to my own house isn’t that far so decided to walk home and check on JJ. But the main reason was I had a little theory I wanted to test. When I got there JJ was happy to see me but I noticed that he kept a watchful eye on Rocky as we had a quick cup of coffee.

"Maybe I should keep him here next time," I said to JJ waiting for his reaction.

"No it's OK. I think he will be far more comfortable in his own environment," he replied.

I could tell by the tone in his voice he was uncomfortable with large dogs, something I had suspected for a while but he had never admitted.

"Best I get him home then, as he needs feeding," I laughed inside and felt a little trickle into the pad. I checked he was still planning a night out with his mates that evening, and confirmed I would be home before dinner the next day.

When we got back to Rocky's home, I felt a little pang of guilt but rationalised that what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. I made Rocky's lunch and then stripped off again just in case he wanted me for dessert after lunch.

No sooner had he finished his food than he began sniffing at me and this time I decided to go into the bedroom I was sleeping in and went in and laid over the bed. Rocky had stopped at the doorway and looked hesitant which was when I realised that this was one of his 'banned' rooms. Not wanting to change any habits I moved into his room and got on all fours. Here he was much happier and after a few sniffs, he was up and in me, fucking me with vigour for the 3rd time that day.

A pattern developed with the only stops being for food and water, and the obvious calls of nature in a certain part of the garden. I knew I should collect his droppings but decided that wandering out there semi-naked with a horny dog around was probably going to end up in the show I mentioned before.

By the time I crawled into bed, Rocky had fucked me seven times and my pussy was throbbing with pleasure. I decided to have a shower before bed and as I squatted and coughed to get rid of most of his seed. I couldn't help but touch myself. Even though I had enjoyed multiple orgasms from Rocky's fucking I still got myself off in the shower with my fingers.

The next morning I had previously decided that it would be best if I didn't have sex with Rocky so my husband wouldn't notice that evening. As I sat on the toilet in the ensuite I could hear Rocky scratching at the door and it dawned on me that he too needed to relieve himself. I opened the door from the en suite to his area and then the one to the garden before he rushed out. I stood there naked waiting for him as he then sniffed around the garden after doing his business.

When he got back he didn't push past me instead forced his nose into my groin and started to sniff and lick at my thighs. My resolve melted as his tongue ran over my thighs and I opened my legs to allow him full access. I had to lie down or would have fallen down and lying on my back allowed him to lick me as I writhed in orgasm as his magic tongue did its work. All thoughts of going home empty vanished as I rolled onto my hands and knees and patted my ass. Rocky knew what that mean and his cock was out of its sheath and ready for action as he mounted his bitch.

As he entered me I looked up and could see through the connecting doors to the clock on the bedside table showing 06:33. Then dropping my head I let Rocky take me to the wonderful land of multiple orgasms as he fucked his bitch for the first time that day.

I decided to set a new deadline of midday which I stuck to as Rocky drove his long hot cock into me at exactly 12:00 for the 3rd time that morning. It was a perfect fuck with the speed and intensity that I loved so much and the swollen knotting against my g-spot.

By the time Mike and Debbie got home, the house was neat and tidy and all evidence of the debauchery had been cleared away. They couldn't thank me enough as I left and confirmed I would be back next Tuesday.

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Tuesday/Wednesday - 1st & 2nd August

"We have had a slight change of plans."

I listened to Mike's words as I made a fuss over Rocky who was pleased to see me as he wagged his tail at a million miles an hour. I had little doubt that the real reason he was pleased Mike and Debbie had no idea about, well at least I assumed they didn't.

One of the things I have learned over the years is when you are given any form of information is not to react. Your reaction will often influence the next part of the conversation whether that be to soften the blow if you seem disappointed or heighten the interest if you have just ignored them. The key is to act interested to know more without giving any indication as to how you feel about what happens.

"What's that then?" I said in a neutral tone glancing at Mike and then returning my attention back to Rocky. Inside my heart was fluttering as I waited for him to continue. I was looking forward to a couple of days of intense fucking from Rocky and was terrified he was about to dash all my dreams.

"We haven't been able to sort out the accommodation for picking up the kids," Mike said as I waited for the hammer to fall, "So what we will be doing is going there and back on the same day."

I said nothing as Debbie added, "We should be back around eight. If you want to stay for dinner then that is fine, but there is no need for you to stay overnight."

My mind was spinning in overdrive as I said in a level tone, "It's fine I will go down to the pub and have dinner with JJ once you get home."

"Tell you what," said Mike, "Why don't we meet down at the pub and we can all have dinner together, our treat as a thank you."

"Great idea," I replied and then in almost an afterthought manner knowing that the landlord allowed dogs in the pub but not in the restaurant area, "... but what about Rocky?"

"Good point," said Debbie, "He won't be allowed in the restaurant area so it's best you leave him here, he will be fine for a couple of hours,"

"Why don't you text me when you are an hour away, and then I can make sure he is catered for before we all go to the pub." I said calmly though inside my brain was screaming, "Why don't you fuck off now and let your dog fuck me."

I waved them off cheerfully and although it was still before eight in the morning I turned to Rocky and said in a serious voice, "OK boy we have a packed day with a lot to fit in." Rocky just sat on his ass and listened to me with his big brown eyes staring at me as his tail still wagged. "First breakfast, then fucking." I laughed.

After making his breakfast in his bowl, I left him happily tucking in as he was going to need all his energy today. Picking up my phone I knew there was no point in calling my husband as he would still be in bed so I fired off a text telling him about the plans for the evening. Stripping off I folded my clothes and put them on the kitchen chair knowing they wouldn't be needed for a while. I still had my overnight bag as the original plan had been for me to stay so I had a change of clothing for the evening. Also most importantly I had my old sweatshirt, or my fucking shirt as I prefer to call it now, the same one that I had been wearing less than a week ago when Rocky had fucked me.

As I lifted it over my head I felt Rocky's cold nose pressing into my crotch. He had obviously finished his breakfast and was now looking for a second course...me. I don't know if you have ever tried putting on a sweatshirt while opening your legs to get your pussy licked, but let me assure you it isn't easy. It's even more difficult when the tongue doing the licking is as rough, long and flexible as Rocky's. Twice I had to stop my wriggling to lean back against the table as I felt myself flooding onto his tongue as my orgasm began to build. Even in pitch black of the clothing, I could feel myself ready to burst and as my head finally got free of the sweatshirt, I screamed in pleasure as his tongue went so deep.

The red mist of lust was coursing through my body and I wanted his cock in me as soon as possible. I saw that it had already started to emerge and was swelling as it dripped pre-cum. I made a mental note that I had promised a couple of people online that I was going to suck him but that would have to be later, first I needed to be his bitch again.

Dropping to all fours I presented my ass in the air and pressed my upper body to the tiled kitchen floor.

"Fuck me like the bitch I am," I moaned as I splayed my pussy lips, feeling his tongue lick over my fingers and pussy. The time between him stopping licking and mounting is one of the hottest things in the world to me. To offer yourself to a dog is the ultimate act of a slut and I could feel my clit throbbing under my fingers as I waited. I didn't have to wait that long as he mounted and jabbed seeking my wet hole.

I swear I wasn't teasing him as I wiggled my ass and avoided using my hand to guide him home, I just wanted it to be natural. After a couple of trial jabs the tip found its target all on its own and he thrust forward burying his cock into me. I howled like a bitch as I came and this seemed to spur him on as he scrambled and rocked pushing deeper. Then I felt his paws reach and grab my hips as he settled into his bitch and as he pulled me back he started to fuck me furiously. I was cumming over and over already as he fucked me at a breakneck speed.

I felt his knot banging against my pussy lips as he fucked. Breathing deeply to relax, I braced and felt his knot slip in. Gripping the knot as hard as I could, his thrusts slowed and his knot started to grow, locking him inside of me. I had started to subside from my first initial orgasm but as the knot throbbed I started to cum again, bursting with joy as I felt his seed filling me. We remained like that for a good 15 minutes as he throbbed and I came over and over until finally, he pulled away leaving a void inside me.

For the next hour, I wandered around still naked from the waist down until I judged that he might be interested enough for round two. He was lying in his basket as I crawled over to him and he went to stand but I shushed him into staying calm. Reaching out I started to work his cock, and quickly realised that if I did what I was about to do; the sweatshirt would carry stains of my acts. Pulling the sweatshirt over my head I was totally naked as I returned to my task of using my hand. As his cock grew I leaned forward and gently sucked on it, swallowing the watery pre-cum as it leaked from his cock.

His cock was warm to the touch and I kept a steady movement with my mouth and hand working him gently towards an orgasm. I felt his knot begin to swell and knew that the moment was getting closer so I increased the speed and depth of my sucking. Although he was sitting, every time he moved the tip came close to the back of my throat and every so often I would cough as his pre-cum tickled.

Then he exploded in my mouth almost without warning as his knot throbbed sending jets of seed spurting out. Such was the strength of his first few jets I couldn't stop the cough and had to pull back. I kept my hand working and the jets hit me in the face and chest as I worked him until the spurts subsided.

Rocky stood and shook himself spraying yet more cum everywhere before settling down with a contented look on his face. Standing I looked in the mirror I could see the dog cum covering my face and body and the sight turned me on. A sudden question popped into my head, "If the doorbell rang now, would I answer it like this?" For a brief moment, I giggled as I pictured it and then I moved to the downstairs bathroom to get cleaned up.

After I showered, I let Rocky sleep dressed in just my old sweatshirt in case he woke up and wanted more. Around twelve he woke and I let him out to do his business while I fixed his lunch. When he got back he was faced with a choice, me or his dinner; as I had deliberately knelt down next to his bowl with my naked ass pointing at him.

I don't know if he was teasing me or was just hungry but I knelt there with my head next to his as he devoured his food. Once he had finished he moved behind me and took a long couple of licks before moving to his water bowl. Fucking dog was teasing me I swear it as he returned to my pussy after drinking his water and took a couple of more licks. I looked over my shoulder and could see him sitting there almost smirking as he licked his jowls.

I went to move and suddenly his demeanour changed as he growled. It wasn't a nasty growl nor was it a growl that made you afraid, it was a growl that said "Just wait bitch." I put my hand between my legs as I waited and started to touch myself, arching up so he could see what I was doing. I doubt he realised or cared but for me putting on a display for him made my nerves tingle. To add to my own excitement, I started to talk in a low tone. "Please fuck me Rocky...I am your bitch...I need your cock in my cunt."

I know dogs don't understand, but in my head he did as he jumped on my back and thrust at me. I stopped my playing to guide him home, feeling him sink deep into my pussy. As he began to fuck I kept my hand in position feeling his cock sliding along my fingertip. His balls were swinging and his knot grazed over my fingers ready to enter me. When it did I yelled in primaeval joy as he entered me and started to breed his bitch.

He fucked me another two times that afternoon and was knotted in me when the text came in to tell me that Mike and Debbie were an hour away. At the same time, a text from my husband came in asking if I wanted him to walk round to collect me. I quickly sent back a reply saying I would be fine having to stop a couple of times in preparation as I orgasmed on Rocky's knot.

Once I had untangled from Rocky, I showered and dressed after I had made sure all evidence had been cleared away. I wasn't helped in my clearing-up task by a cold wet nose poking in as he tried to see what I was doing.

An hour later I sat in the pub, my pussy tingling as I listened to Mike and Debbie gushing on about what a lifesaver I was. My main thought was "Don't change your plans next week whatever you do."

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Wednesday/Thursday - 9th & 10th August

As soon as Mike and Debbie left, I turned to Rocky and looked him in the eye. His tail was wagging happily from side to side as I said, "For the next 24 hours I am your bitch so make sure you use me as one."

Of course, he had no idea what I was saying but seemed to watch me as I stripped off, folding my clothes and putting them in the spare bedroom. Once I was fully naked, I walked to the back room which was a cross between a kitchen and a dining area but the most wonderful thing was the bifold doors that ran the full width. It was such a beautiful day so I opened them all the way to allow the fresh air and sunlight to flood in as Rocky pushed past me and started to play in the garden. I could tell that he wanted me to join him but I knew that provided I stayed inside the door opening I couldn't be seen. However, if I stepped onto the patio then that might not be the case.

Eventually, Rocky stopped playing and came over to see what I was doing. As he pushed past me to get to his water bowl he must have caught a hint of my scent from my aroused state as he sniffed the air. Following his sensitive nose he pushed his head between my thighs and started to lick, seeking the source of the aroma that was arousing him. I could see that his red cock was already emerging from its furry sheath as I lay on my back and opened my thighs to him.

His tongue was immense as he lapped and delved inside me driving me wild as I felt my orgasm rise. It was then that I heard the sound of voices and realised that the neighbours were sitting on their patio enjoying the morning sun. While only a few feet away, separated by a high fence, I was being licked by a dog. I suppose any sane person would have stopped and hidden away but instead, I pushed Rocky's head away for a moment and rolled onto all fours.

With my head resting on my arms Rocky resumed his oral assault and I had to bite my arm to stop myself from crying out. I could hear the occasional clink of crockery as they must be having breakfast next door in the same way Rocky was dining on me for his breakfast.

I tapped lightly on my ass cheek and Rocky rose up and began to thrust his cock at me seeking my soaking cunt. My mind had moved my reference point from my pussy to my cunt as today I was going to be Rocky's bitch all day. He found his goal and thrust forward making me want to cry out as his wonderful cock filled me. He started to drive at full speed slamming against me, his cock thrusting in deeply sending me into raptures.

How I never cried out I have no idea as his knot slipped in and I clamped around him, sealing him inside. As he slowed and started to pulse inside me sending his seed deep into me; I bit down hard on my arm as I bucked in orgasm.

Later, after he had disengaged I remained naked, determined to be available whenever he wanted. A couple of times he brushed past me and I dropped to all fours in encouragement but he wasn't ready yet. I walked into the house and was in the hallway that led towards the bedroom door, when he jumped up at me and shoved his nose into my ass. Being the good bitch that I am I dropped to all fours and started to crawl towards the front door, next to the adjacent bedroom door.

Rocky stopped my progress as he mounted me and within a couple of thrusts, he was inside me and fucking me at pace as his front paws pulled me back onto his cock. Now inside the house, I felt I could make more noise and started to talk in encouragement.

"Oh yes Rocky fuck your bitch," I moaned as he pounded me.

"Your cock feels so good in my cunt," I groaned with pleasure.

The wooden floor wasn't the best thing for him to gain purchase on and I could hear his back claws scrambling for grip. I must have slipped at the same time his front paws moved from my hips to my back as he bore down pushing me to the wooden floor. Just the feel of being pinned down like that made me cum hard on his cock, moaning and whimpering like the true bitch I felt like. I held my arms out wide in total surrender allowing him to use his full weight as he drove onto me at high speed. His knot went in and then out sending me wild until finally he thrust it deep into me and began to swell to seal.

Letting out a huge yell of pleasure I screamed, "Yes... yes... knot my cunt and breed your bitch." As his knot throbbed and pulsed inside me sending jets of hot cum into me; I started to experience a rolling orgasm where I seemed to just cumming over and over. I could still feel his paws on my back and one slipped until it was pressed on my neck pinning me down like the bitch I had become.

The rest of the day and night followed a similar pattern though the pinning me down didn't happen again despite my encouragement. I would like to say how many times he fucked me but to be honest I lost count. I tried to drink as much water as I could to make sure I stayed hydrated and encouraged Rocky to do the same. I used the bathroom when he went outside to relieve himself and ate when he ate to ensure I was available to him.

That evening I was watching television, still naked curled up with Rocky like a pair of old lovers, absent-mindedly playing with his cock. As it grew in my hand I thought about giving him a blow job but knowing that this would end all too soon I encouraged him to mount me which he happily obliged.

That night I wanted him to sleep with me, but some deeply ingrained instinct stopped him from entering the bedroom and his basket was too small. There was a door that led from the bedroom to the small en suite that had another door leading to the utility room where he slept. I left both of the doors open should he change his mind and want to join me during the night.

It was the early hours of the morning when I got up to pee and as I sat on the toilet I listened to him breathing. After I had finished instead of going back to my bed I went into the utility room and watched him sleep, his back leg kicking every so often as he no doubt dreamed of chasing rabbits or fucking his new bitch. I knew he needed his sleep but couldn't resist kneeling beside him and teasing his cock to see what reaction I would get. As his cock started to show I leaned forward and sucked on it a little, quite content to give him a blow job but he had other ideas.

Getting up he moved out of his basket and behind me, nudged me with his head and snout into position. My head was half in his basket which was still warm from his body as he mounted and entered me in one swift movement. As the moonlight peeked through the window he drove into me with his customary speed sending me onto his blanket and into heaven.

When Debbie and Mike got home the place was spotless and Rocky was sleeping in his basket when they pulled up on the drive. He became instantly awake and as they walked through the door, he was jumping up at them with joy. Luckily dogs can't talk otherwise I am sure he would have been telling them about the bitch he covered numerous times over the last couple of days.

“Thanks again Julie,” Debbie said as I gathered my bag, “Now next week as you know Laura will be home so she can take care of Rocky.” “Not in the way I would take care of him,” I thought to myself and then had the wicked thought of their very fit and nubile 16-year-old daughter on her hands and knees being fucked by Rocky. Debbie went on, “And the week after Lauren may be at home as well so your services may not be required then.”

My heart fell, as potentially that meant at least two weeks without Rocky with the final week in August being in doubt as well.

“No worries,” I said cheerfully as I ruffled Rocky’s big head, “Always happy to help out when and where I can. Me and Rocky had lots of fun anyway.”

“You should try to talk JJ into letting you have a dog,” Mike said as he eased past me carrying all sorts of bags and sports equipment.

“That’s not a bad idea,” I laughed as I wandered along the road towards home, my mind working on a plan.

*****

Week commencing 14th Aug - not needed

What a frustrating week in so many ways, to know that Rocky was just a few hundred yards away, his balls filling up but unable to do anything about it drove me mad for most of the week.

At the same time, it gets your mind wandering. Lauren is your typical healthy 16-year-old girl and Rocky will no doubt be as randy as hell by now (Saturday 19th) so did he jump her? She is such a tiny thing if had started she would never be able to stop him and her virginity would be gone in a flash. That then leads to another question, is she a virgin, sure her mother says she is but who knows these days, I certainly didn't wait until I was 16. Maybe she has spent the week, as I would have done, being fucked rotten.

All these thoughts were driving me mad and I so wanted to ask Debbie when I saw her on Friday but had to just bite my tongue as they were questions that would remain unasked and unanswered.

One of the things my work life taught me was the ability to keep both my body language and facial expressions unreadable when someone gives you information, especially when it is not what you want to hear.

I listened impassively as Debbie said, "So the only day we can't cover between the three of us is Wednesday next week, but no worries as Lauren will deal with him in the morning and we will be home by five. All you will need to do if you can, is nip round at lunchtime and feed him and let him do his business."

"Lunchtime on Wednesday," my head was screaming behind my impenetrable mask. "A few fucking hours in a week." Of course, what came out of my mouth was a sweet, "Of course I can Debbie, that will be no problem."

The other frustration during the week was my dearly beloved husband and his intransigent attitude with regard to getting a dog of our own. I had tried every trick in the book ranging from pleading, which included sex of course, through to anger and tears but to no avail. In the end, I decided to put that on the 'back burner'.

The next frustration in my life was Kim (Harvey's owner) who I haven't spoken to in ages. We chatted for a while and then in the middle of the conversation she dropped the bombshell that they had found someone in the village they lived in who was a dog-minder and was more than happy to look after Harvey. The best I could get in was, "Well if she ever lets you down, I am always here."

So after a week of frustrations at least I will be able to get a few hours with Rocky next week, which is better than this week, where there was nothing.

*****

Wednesday - 23rd August (non-event)

There are words in a text that you want to see at 17:15 on the day before you are due to meet your lover and there are words you don't. The words, "Don't worry about tomorrow we are sorted," definitely fall into the latter category.

So after a text exchange, I established with Debbie that Rocky won't need my attention as he is going with them on their day trip. To say I was disappointed would be a huge understatement.

Update - Thursday 24th August

I have just put the phone down to Debbie and conversations that start with the words, "Could you do us a really big favour..." always bode well. Turns out Rocky was not that well-behaved on Wednesday to the point that they won't be taking him with them next week. The big favour is will I pop round every lunchtime...yes that's EVERY lunchtime to make sure he is OK. Of course, I delayed my response for nearly three nanoseconds and did manage to avoid screaming yes at the top of my voice. To say there is a big smile on my face would be an understatement.

*****

Week commencing 28th August - Daily lunchtime visit

So the week has come to an end and reflecting back it was a week that could be a very nice habit.

Mike and Debbie were away from early morning until the evening and their concern was it was too long to leave Rocky unattended. Who am I to disagree?

The plan therefore was for me to go around each lunchtime and make sure he was OK. My plan was in addition he was going to fuck my brains out in the hour or so we had together. My challenge was that I knew I would get somewhat messy but if I had a shower before going home then that could raise suspicions. The solution was jogging!

On Monday I dressed in loose jog pants and a sweatshirt I set off for Rocky's house with only one thought in my head. I had told my husband I would be a couple of hours and that I would combine my care for Rocky with some exercise. Once I got there, Rocky greeted me enthusiastically and I wasn't sure whether it was because he wanted company or because he smelt his bitch. I would like to think that it was the latter but either way, he was panting and yelping happily.

Once he went outside to run in the slightly damp and cold air, I opened the bi-fold doors at the rear with the full intention of being fucked outside. The last time when I heard the neighbours through the fence as I was fucked; the thrill was intense despite the risk of being caught. I eased my joggers and panties (yes I wore them as I knew they would be needed later) to my knees and knelt on all fours with my ass pointing towards the garden.

It didn't take long before Rocky got the idea and came bounding over to start sniffing. Sometimes he licks a lot and other times he just gets on with the business in hand. As it had been a couple of weeks since we had joined together, after a couple of licks to reassure himself his bitch was ready; he was up and jabbing. How I didn't scream with joy as he entered me I have no idea, but when he found the mark it was sublime.

Some days you want a prolonged fucking so you try to keep the knot out for as long as possible, other days the need to feel it pulsing inside is paramount. I pushed back and took a deep breath to relax and was quickly rewarded with his knot slipping inside. His movements slowed as I started cumming on his knot that seemed to swell even more as he locked into his bitch. I felt his spurts of seed deep inside and I knew instinctively, (or perhaps I imagined it) but from the force, he hadn't had a release in a couple of weeks.

I lay with my head on the cool tiles and pressed my breasts to the floor as I murmured softly, "I am your bitch Rocky" and then another wave of orgasm rolled over me. After he disengaged, I used the toilet and carefully lined my panties with a wad of toilet paper to stop any leaks. Making sure his bowls were full I patted his head and jogged slowly home feeling his seed sloshing around inside me as I ran.

On Tuesday the pattern was very much the same but far too cold to have the doors open. Instead, I knelt with my head in his basket as I waited for him to return from using the garden. Again he wasn't interested that much in licking and was up and on my back, pushing me forward into his blanket. As the smell of dog hit my nostrils he drove his cock into me almost making me cum from the first thrust. His paws moved from my hips to my back as he drove in and out and instantly I started to cum. As I climaxed I shouted, "Yes Rocky use your bitch," and almost like he understood he seemed to fuck me harder.

When he eventually knotted me I was so far gone that I hardly noticed it drive in; though once it started to swell and lock, my body was a mass of nerve endings. When he finished he pulled away and I remained kneeling as I gathered my wits and my energy to move. His tongue rasped over my pussy lips making me moan as he proceeded to clean up the mess he had made. His long pink tongue delved inside driving me to orgasm after orgasm.

I lined my panties though due to his cleaning, I could feel there was much less inside me than before as I jogged home on slightly unsteady legs.

Wednesday was still overcast and cold so I remained with the doors closed and knelt in the kitchen. As I lay with my hands on my arms I thought to myself that this was becoming habit-forming. Rocky obviously thought the same thing as he jumped onto my back, grabbed my hips with his paws and forced himself in. My fingers rubbed my clit as I came hard over and over until he drove his knot in and bred his bitch.

Thursday and Friday were both cold days so we stayed inside. The pattern was now well established with him running outside and then returning to seek out his bitch. He didn’t seem that bothered about licking before the main event, not that I was complaining. Afterwards, I encouraged him to lick me clean by remaining in position wiggling my ass at him.

As I jogged home on the Friday I knew that next week would be our last time together for a while but was cheered by the thought that I would be staying overnight as Mike, Debbie and Laura were all away. I had looked at the weather forecast and sunshine was predicted so I was determined that Rocky would fuck me in the garden like the bitch I truly am.

*****

Tuesday/Wednesday - 5th & 6th September

There was a tinge of sadness in my heart when I opened the door to Mike and Debbie’s house. Not sad about what was going to happen over the next 24 hours but sad that this was going to be the last time with Rocky for the foreseeable future.

If there was any sadness in Rocky he certainly wasn’t showing it as he nearly knocked me over with his enthusiastic greeting. Was it that he had been starved of company since seven this morning, or that he wanted feeding? What I wanted to believe was that he was eager to see his bitch. Making a big fuss of him as I always do, my plans for a nice controlled encounter went out of the window as I almost tore my clothes off before laying down on my back with my knees wide apart.

Rocky sniffed the air for a moment and then honing in on the source of the scent started to lick with his long rough pink tongue. I have been licked by many people over the years ranging from men who pride themselves on their oral skills, to lesbians who have made it an art form, but nothing compares to the tongue of an eager dog. Rocky lapped at me in the same way as he laps at his water bowl, sending me into a frenzy with his high-speed licking rasping over my pussy and clit. As I orgasmed on his tongue, I lifted my ass up as high as I could until I was balanced on my shoulder blades, knees bent at 90 degrees and the soles of my feet planted on the ground.

Rocky stopped licking my pussy and moved forward still lapping at my body until his soft belly fur caressed me as he came almost face to face. I couldn't move to help him as he thrust his hips but he found my soaking pussy with ease and pushed himself in. My body was straining to remain in position as he started to fuck me, his wonderful cock driving in and out of my willing cunt. Eventually, I could maintain the position no longer without support and collapsed onto my back, his cock pulling out in the process.

The speed and agility I showed in moving from on my back onto all fours would have been admired by most gymnasts. Rocky remounted and was in me at nearly the first thrust, driving his cock deep into my body again. I sighed with pure bliss as I became his bitch, pushing back to brace against his thrusts. It didn't take long for him to drive his knot into me, swelling quickly to lock himself inside. Then I felt that wonderful pulse as the knot throbbed inside before a jet of hot cum spurted deep into me. Afterwards Rocky lay on my back panting in my ear as he remained locked inside and I knew that I was hooked on this feeling.

That set the scene for the rest of the day as I didn't even bother getting dressed just padded around the house naked letting Rocky take me whenever he wished. I thought about trying the missionary position again, but this time with support but decided I liked being on all fours as he gripped my hips. We did stop for food and water as I wanted to make sure we were both fully hydrated as it was turning into a hot day. I could hear the kids next door playing outside in a paddling pool as I made my plans for later in the evening.

Mike and Debbie have bi-fold doors that run the width of the kitchen/diner and lead onto a patio. Beyond that is a lawned area, edged with flower beds with Rocky's toilet area off in the back corner. The patio is lit by low-power flood lights that are triggered by a PIR movement sensor. For my plan to work that would need to be disabled as there is a difference between taking calculated risks and taking stupid risks. Fucking in the back garden with those lights still active would be a stupid risk. I looked for an isolation switch but couldn't see one so reverted to the old-fashioned method of putting tape over the sensor. Later that evening after it had started to get dark I tested by stepping out onto the patio and to my delight they didn't come on.

Like an old married couple, Rocky and I spent the evening watching television snuggled up together. Then Rocky would get interested in something not on the screen, not that I thought he was watching it anyway, and we would begin another session. I will admit that often the reason the sessions started would be because I was playing with his cock or opening my legs so he could lick.

It must have been after midnight when I decided the time was right and I led Rocky into the garden feeling the slight chill hit my skin as we moved off the patio onto the grass. My head was spinning as I felt the lawn under my feet and kneeling down I faced the back of the houses. It was at that point that even clothed in darkness I realised that there were in fact at least four houses that could have possibly looked into the garden if anyone was up this late. What I should have done was get up and go back inside but what I did instead was reach between my legs and start to play with myself. My fingers were soon coated with the residue of Rocky's seed from his earlier fucking and I licked them savouring the taste.

Rocky had wandered off into the garden as he must have thought being outside was a toilet break. Seeing me in position ready for him seemed to trigger something in his brain and he started to sniff and made a few tentative licks over my pussy and fingers. Then he was up and thrusting as I reached to guide him home, stifling the scream of joy in my throat as he drove in. The air was still warm from the day and no dew but it felt like I could feel every blade of grass, such were my heightened senses. Was it the fear of being caught that made it hotter, or perhaps the sheer animal pleasure of being as nature intended? I felt myself cumming over and over as I muttered silently, "I am a dog bitch and I love it."

When he forced his knot home I lifted my head from the grass and wanted to howl at the half-moon that glistened in the sky. As he started to pulse and throb inside me, I looked at the back of the houses and knew my life would be over if any were watching but instead of cringing in fear, I orgasmed again. Resting my head back down on the grass I languished in the pure pleasure that coursed through my body. After he had finished fucking his bitch, Rocky pulled away and padded into the house leaving me panting on the grass, his seed dripping from my body. Following him into the house I curled up on the floor next to him in case he woke and needed additional relief.

Just after six in the morning, I was woken by Rocky's cold wet nose poking at my body and being a good bitch I rolled onto my hands and knees. Still with sleep in my eyes and my head a little foggy he mounted and drove into my willing body. As his strong paws gripped my hips to give himself the leverage he needed I was a little sad that this would be the last time for a while that I would feel his soft fur on my back. Being inside I could express myself a little more freely although was still mindful of the time in the morning and didn't want to wake the neighbours with my cries of ecstasy. I couldn't help the words that poured from my mouth, "Yes Rocky fuck your bitch...use my cunt...fill it with your seed." Almost like he understood my words he forced his knot in and started to pump his seed deep inside me.

I stood in the shower later washing the dirt from the night before, I was pleasantly surprised when I inspected myself in the mirror to see there were almost no scratch marks. Dressing in casual joggers I tidied up making sure all evidence was gone including removing the tape from the PIR sensor. Then I made myself and Rocky breakfast knowing that Mike, Debbie and Luara would be home around ten. Rocky must have known that I was going to be leaving, as he lay on the floor looking at me with his big sorrowful brown eyes that melted my heart. Glancing at the clock I saw that it was a little past nine o'clock and muttered, "Oh alright then you sweet talker," before pushing my joggers and panties to my ankles and kneeling on the floor.

Rocky leapt to his feet, changing instantly from a soulful puppy to an eager stud, his cock springing to attention as he sniffed and licked my ass. After a few minutes of his tongue, I was a mass of quivering and tingling nerve endings and was almost sobbing with desire, "Please fuck me Rocky...please I beg you."

In one fluid movement, he rose and thrust straight into me taking my breath away as he buried himself deep in me. The sheer ferocity of it made me orgasm as he pounded me with such lust and raw animal passion. I will admit I deliberately moved to make his front paws slip and when he repositioned himself they were on my back pressing me down. To make sure his bitch stayed in position he drove his knot deep into me making me cum hard before it had even begun to swell and spurt. Once he started cumming and filling me with his seed my orgasms just rolled into one long cumming as I thrashed on his cock.

After he had pulled out I put a wad of tissues down my joggers as I wanted to keep his seed in me for as long as I could. When Mike, Debbie and Laura arrived home he greeted them with his normal enthusiastic wagging tail that threatened to draw him into the air like a helicopter. After the thanks from Mike and Debbie, I slipped from the door and as I made my way home; I wondered when the next time would be I would have such a filling summer.