The Craving

As I pulled up outside Sean's house I was still racked with uncertainty, which as always translated to me incessantly chewing my bottom lip. Three questions had been in my brain all week, the first that was gnawing at me was "what do you take to a date when you know that both of his dogs are going to fuck you at least once?"

In the end, I went to the local supermarket and picked out a bottle of good red wine and rationalised it with the thought that even if he didn't like it then I would. As I wandered around the supermarket picking up bits and pieces it occurred to me that I should also take the two boys a gift each so moved into the pets aisle, and it was there I bumped into Jenny from the office.

Jenny was one of the solicitors who had been at the firm forever and had never made partner, something she would complain about bitterly if you gave her half the chance. She was competent enough, but like the way she dressed, she was dowdy and frumpy and cut an awful figure in front of clients. Consequently, she was pushed into the background to do the mundane and boring things that needed to be done with efficiency in our firm. This resulted in her being paid well as an employee but destined never to rise above that, a source of bitter resentment.

"Hi Mary, fancy seeing you here I didn't know you had a pet," then as she spotted me looking at dog toys went on, " What breed of dog do you have?"

My brain wanted to scream 'technically they had me', but I bit my tongue and mumbled something about buying something for a friend's dog as a gift but wasn't sure of the breed.

"Well my Marty loves these," she said holding out a chew toy that also had some form of health benefits, "and he is a 6-year-old boxer still in excellent shape."

I suddenly had this vision of Jenny on her hands and knees being banged senseless by her boxer dog as she moaned out words of encouragement, her pinched mouth uttering words that in reality she probably didn't even know existed. Making my excuse about being late I took the chew toy health thing and then grabbed another muttering I had better buy a spare and quickly left.

Grabbing the plastic bag containing my gifts and my small overnight bag, as I had already decided I was going to take up Sean's offer of staying the night, I marched up the path with a boldness I didn't feel inside and rang the bell.

From within the house, I heard barking and the scrabble of claws on a hard floor as Reggie and Ronnie rushed in unison to challenge the stranger who was daring to invade their territory. The noise of the dogs had an instant effect on me as I felt my mouth go dry, which was in direct contrast to my pussy which started to flood in anticipation of the evening ahead.

That was when the second question came to the fore, "what do you wear to a date where the main purpose is for you to be fucked senseless by a pair of Great Danes?" I had gone down the train of thought of wearing something elegant but discounted that as it was bound to get ruined by the dogs. Then I had wondered about 'obvious slut' like the first time, but something inside of me wanted to acknowledge the fact that Sean was inviting me into his home for more than just a fuck. In the end, I decided on smart but casual and wore a light summer print dress that could be pulled over my head in an instant, and remembering the torn knickers from the dog's eagerness went commando underneath.

As the dogs clawed at the door I could feel my juices starting to dribble down my inner thighs, and my resolve of being sociable with Sean before getting down with his dogs was fading like the light of the day. I heard his voice from inside as he followed the dogs to the door at a slower pace.

"Calm down you pair it's just your new bitch eager for round two."

His words just increased the craving inside and I glanced down wondering if the concrete slab path would be too hard on my knees if I got on all fours to let his boys take me right there.

Sean opened the door a fraction and Reggie and Ronnie pushed past him and went to pounce on me in welcome and joy that their bitch had returned. The thought of being hit by the combined weight of over 300lb of eager dog made me freeze, as my brain frantically tried to work out what the hell to do.

"Halt."

The barked command from Sean wasn't that loud or even that strident but it commanded not only attention but instant obedience.

"Sit."

The second command almost had me joining the two dogs who had frozen at his first order and were now sitting on their haunches quivering like two rockets ready to be unleashed.

"You must forgive the boys," laughed Sean softly, "they can tend to get overexcited and forget their own strength and power."

Handing him the gift bag I followed him into the house, still slightly in shock at the way the dogs had reacted to his simple command, but when I glanced at some of the pictures adorning the walls things started to dawn on me. In one, a man in the full dress uniform of a regimental sergeant major stood proudly in front of the Queen who was pinning a medal to his already decorated chest. It took me a second glance to realise that this highly decorated man was Sean, as in the picture he was clean-shaven and a little younger. The military background explained the shiny shoes I remembered from my first fucking outside of the caravan and the rank explained the timbre of command. My study of the pictures was interrupted by a cold wet nose poking under my dress, and finding the source of the sweet scent he sought took a long lick. I couldn't help the long moan that escaped my lips as the craving rushed through my body making me even more aroused than I already was.

"Why don't you fill your craving while I attend to dinner," Sean said waving his hand to the lounge just off the hallway.

Stepping into the room the two dogs were starting to vie with each other for attention pushing their heads under my dress, nudging me this way and that in an attempt to bring me down to their level. Spotting an oversized leather footstool that sat in isolation in front of an unlit open fire, almost like it had been placed there deliberately, I pulled the dress over my head and discarded it casually over a couch, sprawling myself over the stool with my naked ass in the air. As soon as my breasts pressed against the cool leather Ronnie was up and on my back, thrusting wildly as he sought to find my willing pussy. The footstool was of sufficient size to allow Ronnie to place his forelegs on either side of my body which meant most of his weight was self-supported. This in turn allowed me the freedom of movement to reach between my own legs and feel with my fingertips until I managed to catch his thrusting member. I deftly guided it to my entrance and after a quick tentative thrust to check he had found my hole he started to drive forward forcing himself deeper into my soaking cunt.

A loud guttural moan erupted from my mouth as he slammed forward with the animal ferocity that accompanies dog sex, pounding me into submission and propelling me into heaven. I felt my orgasm start to rise like a building tidal wave, and as it burst my eyes flew wide open and I found myself staring into Sean's enraptured face.

Sean had moved silently into a chair opposite and in his hand was a glass of some form of amber nectar from which he took an occasional sip as he regarded my performance with interest. As the orgasm peak subsided, I found myself starting to pant as Ronnie moved into the trying to knot phase, making his thrusts more savage and penetrating each time.

"You make a wonderful bitch Mary, just take a deep breath."

Without thought, I inhaled deeply and as I exhaled and relaxed, Ronnie slammed his knot home causing the remainder of my breath to puff out in a loud huff. I came again as he started to swell and lock inside, his cock pulsing and throbbing, massaging my g-spot which sent waves of pleasure flooding through me. As I convulsed in ecstasy his hot seed pumped jet after jet deep inside me coating my womb with his sticky cum.

Opening my eyes again I could see that Reggie had moved in front of me and was standing totally still like a statue, waiting for the next command from its master. His cock was hanging down, dripping slowly onto the floor and as I watched Sean's hand reached out and gripped the base of the cock, twisting it sideways so it was in front of my mouth. As he held it there I opened my mouth and started to suck letting my mouth act as a pussy on the glans, being careful all the time not to let my teeth touch.

I felt Ronnie turn and still locked inside of me continued to coat my inner walls with his seed as we were joined ass to ass. The only movement from this tableau was me moving my head back and forward as I sucked Reggie's cock as fast as my aching neck and jaw muscles would allow. The pre-cum was copious and I had to keep swallowing but suddenly there was a low growl, almost a yelp as Reggie exploded in my mouth.

I had been fucked by a few dogs over the years and had sucked a few to get them interested or after the act but this was the first time a dog had fully ejaculated into my mouth. The amount of cum was tremendous and within a couple of spurts, I coughed and had to move my head, though this didn't stop Reggie, and jets of his cum hit my face, covering my cheeks and chin as well as streaking in my hair. So powerful were his spurts that some hit my breasts streaking them with cum as well.

"You will learn to swallow it all eventually," laughed Sean, "It took my Sarah a few times before she got used to it."

That was the first time that he had mentioned what I assumed was his wife and as that thought permeated my brain I felt Ronnie pull free, satisfied that he had filled his bitch.

"If you still have room after your appetiser, dinner is ready, come as you are."

I staggered to my feet and followed his retreating back feeling the seed slide down my thighs and my face. As I walked from the lounge to the kitchen I saw a picture of Sean with his arm around a woman, both smartly dressed and holding a glass of champagne, but what struck me was how happy both of them were.

Sean had noticed me looking at the picture, "That was me and my Sarah at my 60th birthday party," He paused for a moment, "Hers would have been next month."

A couple of thoughts hit me, firstly he was much older than I had thought but would never have guessed and the other, that he was still very much in love with his wife.

The table was what I would call a typical country kitchen table, large and highly polished oak with enough space to seat many more than just the two of us. This meant that one end was bare of decoration whilst the other had place settings for two. Showing me to my chair I smiled as I saw a towel had been folded over to catch what was still leaking from me and over the back was a soft blanket. Draping the blanket around my shoulders I sat down and Sean served a plate of the most divine-smelling stew I had ever smelt in my life. The stew tasted every bit as good as it smelt and looked, and I hadn't realised how hungry I was as I devoured half the plate without speaking.

"They say sex makes you hungry and excellent sex makes you starving" Sean laughed.

"Sorry I am being such poor company," I replied as I paused from my eating.

"Far from it young lady, in fact, you are excellent company, it is nice to have a degree of normality in the house."

'Normality' I thought to myself, how could normality be having a naked woman sitting at a table covered and full of dog seed.

As if he had read my thoughts he continued, "Sarah and I enjoyed the boys, and others before them, to the full. We have always had a dog of one type or the other and it was company for her when I was away. That company covered all aspects, which included keeping her sexually satisfied. After I retired from the army ten years ago we bought this place, which allowed us to be much more open with our activities and I would spend many an evening watching Sarah satisfy her cravings."

After I had finished a second helping of the wonderful stew he regarded me with a thoughtful look in his eyes as he said, "I have to ask, is your name really Mary Poppins?"

I tried not to laugh as I responded, "Yes my father had a great sense of humour and it was his wish in the last letter my mother ever received from him. I never knew my father as he died a few days before I was born, killed in action in Desert Storm in 1991."

Sean just stared at me like he had seen a ghost, and then his face split into a broad grin before he started to laugh like a donkey. Between snorts of laughter and utterances of "you little fucker" and "you weren't lying" he said, "You are Harry Poppins daughter aren't you."

I could feel my blood run cold as he mentioned my father's name, this was getting way weird, not that the situation wasn't weird enough already.

Seeing my face Sean stopped laughing and said quietly, "I served with your Dad, we were a pair of full screws back then and he always used to say he was going to call his daughter Mary if only he could convince his wife to go along with the joke."

"Screws?"

"Army term for corporals," Sean laughed as he stood to clear the plates away, "We were billeted together, I was with him when the roadside mine meant for a tank got his unit. He was a great guy and he would have loved you."

"Not sure my father would have approved of me fucking one of his friend's dogs, but let's not go there as that would get really strange."

Standing up I shrugged the blanket from my shoulders, "What I am sure of is that my father would have wanted his daughter to make sure that his friend's needs were taken care of and that she said thank you properly for an excellent meal."

Moving over to where Sean was standing I knelt before him and unzipped his flies before fishing out his semi-hard cock and sucking it into my warm mouth.

"You don't have to you know,"

I heard Sean muted protestations but his cock was already in my mouth and growing rapidly as I started to work my lips over the head and shaft. With my free hands, I undid the rest of the bottom half of his clothing and pulled them to his ankles allowing me free access to what was growing into a fine erection. He may have been 60 plus but there was the hard-on of a much younger man swelling in my mouth as he started to thrust in and out. I could sense he had decided to stop protesting and enjoy himself as I felt his hands grip my hair and start to jerk himself into my mouth, making me gag slightly as he hit the back of my throat. The sound of my cough clearly excited him as his thrusts became more strident but then in a sudden movement, he pulled me to my feet, spun me around and pushed me across the table. I felt his feet tap the inside of my ankles before he kicked them apart teasing my open pussy with the head of his substantial cock. He wasn't about to make love to me, he was going to take me which made me shiver with anticipation at the thought of him realising a year of pent-up emotion on my pussy.

No words had been spoken, but he mumbled something indecipherable in a low voice and then with an anguished cry, he thrust in hard and started to fuck with almost the same ferocity that his two dogs did, his fingers digging into my hips, and my breasts rubbing over the polished table as he grunted in and out. Glancing up at our reflection in the polished glass surface of the hob splashback, I could see his eyes were tightly screwed shut as he fucked with hard methodical strokes, lifting me onto my toes with each savage thrust.

"This is what you like isn't it Sarah, to be fucked like a slut."

As he grunted out those words it dawned on me he was imagining that I was his departed wife he was fucking and I opened my mouth to speak, but realised I might break whatever spell had washed over him, so quickly shut it again. There may not have been the speed of a dog and certainly not the size but Sean was turning into a very enjoyable fuck as he continued his measured deep thrusts. As he drove in and out I felt his finger invade my ass, making me moan loudly as he fucked me in a unified motion between his finger and cock. I love most forms of sex, but over the past few years, I had really got into anal as I found it a reasonable substitute in slaking my craving for dog cock when that was unavailable. His single finger soon became two and as he twisted them inside my ass opened up, relaxing for what I knew was coming next.

"This is what you want isn't it?" Sean said, his eyes still closed as he withdrew his cock and pressed the coated head against my anal star. Not wanting to break the magic moment I just mumbled and pushed back onto his cock, impaling myself on the head. I felt it burn as he pushed deeper and then he started to fuck my ass at almost the same pace as he had fucked my pussy. With the tightness of my ass gripping his cock he didn't last long before he started to yell loudly as he thrust wildly, sending spurts of his pent-up seed deep into my bowels. When he had finished the movements he stood very still, still buried in my ass and looking up our eyes met in the reflection of the glass. What I saw nearly broke my heart as there were tears pouring down his face as he looked horrified at what he had just done.

"I'm sorry Mary," he said pulling out of me and reaching down for his trousers, now not prepared to meet my eye, "I had no right to treat you like you that, calling you by my wife's name, it was both rude and disrespectful of me."

"Sean."

"Yes Mary," his voice sounded like that of a small child who is about to be punished by his parents for some wrongdoing.

"Don't be sorry, I loved it and you can call me anything you like. Now you promised me a party trick and I have been wondering about it all week."

He smiled that wonderful smile that came from within as he said, "Well, first we need to watch an instructional video and see the boys special trick in action then you can get involved if you want."

I laughed internally, 'instructional video?', were the dogs going to repair a washing machine or build an IKEA cabinet, but I was intrigued and followed him back into the lounge eager to get the answer to the third question that I had been toying with all week. Ronnie and Reggie were lying in their baskets and when they spotted me naked both of them perked up and sniffed the air loudly. Catching the aroma of my freshly fucked pussy and ass they uncurled themselves and started to stand and move towards me, but a curt command from Sean returned them to their baskets. They were eyeing me with the same amount of interest that I was eyeing them when the screen flickered into life, and I instantly recognised the scene as being the very room we were sitting in. This was going to be a very interesting instructional video indeed I thought to myself as I settled in next to Sean and watched the screen.