A DIRTY DOG DOGGIN' AROUND CH. 05

Chris and Julie moved in to the small house across the road from our place off post after we had lived there for just over a year. Mandi and I decided to get on the waiting list for quarters on the post, and were just biding our time. At first we didn't know anyone had moved into the house. It was a small place with one large bedroom, small kitchen and laundry room, and small living room. It had an oddly large back porch with just a concrete stoop in the front. For a young couple it was cozy and enough, I guess.

We found out we had neighbors when Mandi was standing in the kitchen with the sliding doors to the deck open, and our dog had gone outside for his morning stroll. While she was fixing herself a cup of coffee, she heard the dog come back in from the deck. She reached over to a box of dog bones she had sitting on the cabinet and turned to find the dog had brought a friend in with him.

Sitting there in the floor with a gape-jawed look was a large, tawny colored pit bill she had never seen before. He was no small animal, and had big, bulging jaw muscles that looked like they could easily rip an arm or leg completely off. She stepped back against the cabinet, scared to move. As they stared at each other, she noticed that our dog was also sitting patiently, waiting for his bone.

She reached behind her and got the box, took out a bone, tossed one to our dog, and then tossed one to the pit bull. He caught it expertly, lay down in the floor, and casually chewed away. Our dog lay down as well, and the two of them ate their dog bones with a crunching sound. Mandi gave them each another bone, still wary of the big pit bull. They finished up their bones, grabbed a drink of water, and casually strolled out onto the deck.

Mandi followed at a distance to see what was going on. The two dogs sniffed around the deck for a couple of minutes until they found a place to lay down in the shade, and appeared to be taking a little siesta. Mandi was confused until she heard someone calling a name, and the sounds were coming from beside the house. She gingerly stepped out on the deck and down on the steps to look around the house when a young woman popped into view, almost scaring her. She jumped back with a start, and noticed that the pit bull had jumped to his feet and headed straight at her. She was about to dive into the house and slam the door behind her when the pit bull went right by her to the young woman who had so suddenly appeared.

The young woman grabbed the sides of the pit bull's face and began shaking his cheeks up and down, goo-gooing at him and asked, "Where's mommy's baby been hiding?"

She looked up at Mandi and asked, "Did Rebel frighten you?"

Mandi regained her composure and finally said, "Well, a little bit. I didn't expect a strange dog to wander into the house."

The woman apologized, telling Mandi, "He's a big baby who wouldn't hurt a soul. I guess he met him a new friend," nodding toward our dog.

"I guess," Mandi told her after taking a couple of deep breaths.

The young woman introduced herself as Julie, and told Mandi she and her husband Chris had moved in across the street, and while carrying some things into the house, they hadn't noticed that Rebel had wandered off. Since she had seen our dog earlier going toward the deck, she decided to look behind our house first.

Mandi invited her in for a cup of coffee, and they sat and got acquainted. Mandi also got acquainted with Rebel, and once she got over her shock, decided she liked him quite well.

Mandi invited Julie and Chris over for a couple of beers and a burger that evening after the guys got home from work, and Julie gratefully accepted the invitation, explaining that she wasn't much of a cook anyway, and they hadn't gotten their kitchen items unpacked yet.

That afternoon when I got home, Mandi interrupted her soap opera during a commercial break and told me to run to the store for a large pack of hamburger, some extras, stock up the beer and get her some extra wine.

When I asked what was up, she quickly blurted, "New couple across the street are coming over for a burger and beer this evening," and returned to her soap opera.

I changed out of my uniform, grabbed the dog, and headed back to post to get what we needed for the evening. When I got home, Mandi was in the kitchen, having finished her soap opera, and told me to get the grill ready. I went out on the deck, grabbed the charcoal, made my usual careful stack and proceeded to light the fire. I was sipping a beer when Mandi came outside with a glass of wine.

After staring at me intently for a while, Mandi finally blurted out, "You better be nice this evening, and keep your eyes to yourself and your tongue in your mouth."

This caught me off guard, since I hadn't even had so much as a brief word on who the new folks were across the road and what they might look like. But if the look and tone of voice was any indication, I was probably in for at least a visual treat. It turned out that I was.

Chris and Julie must have smelled the burgers when I started cooking them, because I didn't have them on the fire more than 10 minutes when they showed up at the steps to the deck, preceded by Rebel. My dog saw him and the two of them started making play circles around each other and making little growling noises of fun.

Chris was a big guy, crew cut blond hair, barrel chest, maybe 6'4" tall. Behind him was Julie. Good god she was gorgeous! She was my height, muscular, with long brunette hair, built like a brick shithouse. While big in most respects, she was well proportioned and carried herself like she played some kind of sports. It turned out she was a softball player in high school and college, good enough to earn a scholarship.

They introduced themselves and I did likewise, and they immediately thanked me for inviting them over. I poo-pooed their thanks, and offered a beer. Both accepted. As I went into the house, Mandi was coming out with a plate of cheese for the burgers. She greeted them and set the plate on the table by the grill and proceeded to make small talk, introducing herself to Chris.

I returned with the beers, and we got acquainted. I did my best to keep from staring at Julie during the evening, although it was difficult, especially since she was wearing a tight tank top and shorts that showed off some killer legs. I couldn't help but scheme on how to get next to this sweetie. We had a good meal, though, and enjoyed a few beers, and they left early to turn in since Chris had to be a work at the God forsaken time we affectionately called "O'Dark-Thirty."

Mandi helped me clean up and she had little critique of my manners. We turned in and had a nice, slow session of sex before falling to sleep.

We had Chris and Julie over for a couple of more meals, and one evening, asked if they wanted to take a ride down to the river where we liked to sit and enjoy the summer breeze off the water. They wanted to take the dogs, so they followed us in Chris' pick-up, an old knock-around Chevy he had purchased locally.

We settled in by our favorite spot near an old, 1920s era girder bridge that looked like something out of a movie. As it got dark, Julie asked if the water was okay to swim in. I told her it was, and she asked if we cared if she went skinny dipping. Mandi had some wine in her, and it wasn't like we hadn't done this before, and told her sure, asking if it was okay if we joined.

She was already pulling her shorts off when she said "Sure. The more the merrier."

The shorts and t-shirt I had on were off in a split second. We asked Chris if he was going to join us, but he declined, saying he would guard the clothes and get refills for everyone from the cooler. There was enough light to see that Julie was even finer naked that clothed, and as Mandi undressed, I got a furtive but good look at Julie.

Before I could react, though, I realized that I was beginning to get hard. I thought about breathing exercises, and called the dogs into the water, and joined Julie, who was swimming strongly out into the river. Mandi wasn't a big swimmer, but she paddled out close to see what I was doing, which, considering we were in the middle of the river was very little, and you could hear everything that was said. I wasn't sure why she was displaying such jealousy toward someone so quickly, but she was definitely protective.

The three of us paddled around for a while until Mandi asked me to swim back in with her. I started to protest but the look I got said to me that I had better follow along. We headed back to the bank, and Julie followed us shortly. I opened a beer and got another good look at Julie as she exited the water, dripping wet. She had neatly trimmed pubes, with a fairly natural line of hair but it was closely cropped, just a little more than a shadow. It was an interesting comparison to Mandi, who shaved all but a neatly trimmed tuft just above her slit.

The three of us remained naked, with Chris sitting back relaxed sipping a beer and acting as though it was the most natural thing in the world to have three naked people standing around him. I continued to sip on my beer.

Mandi pulled me to the side for a second and told me she had gotten tired and wanted me to make sure she got back in to shore without any problem. She also whispered not to stare at Julie too much, and pinched me on the ass. I chuckled at her warning, and we sat in the warm breeze and dried off.

The dogs enjoyed their swim too, and after a couple of more beers, we piled into the vehicles to drive home. Mandi was either really horny, or really competitive, because she pulled my clothes off me right after we hit the door, dragged me into the bedroom by my cock, pushed me back on the bed and proceeded to climb up on the bed and do a strip tease, including a slow masturbation, and wouldn't let me stroke my cock.

After teasing me for a while, she suddenly dropped down and impaled herself to the hilt on my cock, getting an orgasm almost immediately upon penetration and then rode me for her second orgasm. I slept well that night.

We had a couple of more of more trips to the river with Chris and Julie, and always ended up the same way. Julie, Mandi and I would go skinny dipping and Chris would sit back and enjoy the fresh air and sip a beer. Around this time, Mandi took a temporary job for a month, and I was usually home well before her.

As it happened, I was exploring around one afternoon with the dog when I came upon some blackberry vines, and decided to make a special treat that evening. I picked some of the blackberries and returned to the house and made blackberry sorbet. Later that evening, Mandi and I shared the sorbet with Chris and Julie. Julie fell in love with the sorbet, and wanted me to teach her how to make it. I casually told her that maybe she could come over one Saturday and Mandi and I would give her a cooking lesson. I had no intention of letting this opportunity get away, though.

Two days later I got home extra early, and went out on the porch to sip a beer. Julie came out a few minutes later, and when she saw me, waved. I asked her if she was still interested in making sorbet, and she said she was. I told her to put on some long pants and join me in a few minutes and we would go pick blackberries.

I went in and changed into some old uniform pants, and came back out with a large bucket. Julie came out seconds later wearing long blue jeans and a tank top. She was bra less. I enjoyed the way her tits bounced under the top. They were nice and full and sat up high, just waiting to be sucked on.

We called the dogs, and headed down to the edge of the woods where I had found the blackberry patch. We set about picking the berries, occasionally eating one. I found an especially large one and carefully eased it to her lips. She leaned back for a second, and then stuck her tongue out and took the berry from me, slowly sucking it between her lips. She then reached up and took my wrist, and licked my fingers.

'Not a bad sign,' I thought to myself and we continued our efforts. She started talking to me about Chris, and how they hadn't really planned on getting married, but after he left for the military she missed him and when he came home on leave, they impulsively got married. After two years, they decided that it was a mistake, and while they were great friends, they weren't really good partners, and had devolved into a casual relationship. Even though they slept together, it was strictly platonic, except for an occasional mercy fuck for one or the other. This news made me even more curious, but I let her ramble on without making a comment.

After getting enough berries, we went back to her house, letting the dogs in and settle in the living room. We grabbed a couple of beers and took a sip. Julie had turned her back to me at the kitchen sink, and I decided to be bold and see if today's conversation was for the sake of talking or if she was sending a signal. I moved in behind her wrapping my arms gently around her waist. She straightened up, and as I nuzzled her neck, she moved my hands up to her breasts. She was screaming hot to the touch, and her nipples quickly stiffened under my manual manipulation. As I kissed her neck, she leaned her head back and arched upward, letting me caress those wonderful breasts at my leisure.

After a few moments of this, she slowly turned to me and kissed me fully on the lips, tongue eagerly searching for mine. We grappled with each other's bodies like hungry animals. She urgently pressed up against me and as I began to harden, she reached between us and rubbed my cock through my pants.

I returned the favor for just a couple of seconds when she pulled away from me and said, "I want to do this right now, this time, and after that don't try again. Okay?"

I nodded my agreement and began to kiss her again. She pushed away once more, but this time said in a low, hoarse whisper, "It is way too hot for clothes in here."

I didn't answer, but instead quickly pulled my shirt over my head. She followed suit and pressed those pert breasts up against me. We kissed some more, and I felt a trickle of sweat starting to form on my chest. It was definitely getting hot in there! She saw this, and leaned down and licked the droplet off my chest.

After letting her have her fun, I gently pushed her away and sat down and began removing my boots. She took the opportunity to slip off her shoes, and then quickly peeled out of her jeans. She hadn't been wearing any underwear. As I stood up, she took my hand and led me into the bedroom. She lay back and pulled me down on top of her.

After kissing again for a few minutes, I just happened to glance up and notice that through the small part in the curtains, I could see directly into my front door. I kissed my way down her body, paying appropriate homage to her breasts, and finally reached the holy grail of her sweet, juicy pussy. As I began to lick her slit, I noticed that she was running juices copiously. It tasted wonderful.

I went to work on her clit and within a few minutes had her clawing at my head, finally pressing down on the back of my head and working hard to increase the feeling on her clit. As I finally built to a rapid lip and tongue action on her clit, she arched her back and began a low, guttural moan, until finally she gasped, pressing her hips upward off the bed and almost growling until she finally jerked once or twice, and settled back on to the bed, quickly pushing my head away. She lay there gasping for a short while as I kissed my way back up her body.

I eased up until my rock hard cock was pressing into the entrance to her pussy. I pushed in slowly as she opened her legs wide for me. I raised my body up with my arms so I could look at her as I slowly teased her pussy with the head of my cock. She tried to lift up to me to get more penetration, but I kept my pelvis pressed against hers so I controlled the movement.

After a little more teasing, I slowly pushed close to half my cock into her. She was smoking hot and pouring pussy juice. I began to thrust my cock in and out, never letting more than half of it penetrate her. She began riding the stroke with me and I set a fast but not frantic pace.

I watched her carefully until she began to show signs she was nearing another orgasm. Her nipples had returned to pointed hardness and brushed against my chest, occasionally bumping into my nipples, which I found very stimulating. As she got to the edge of her next orgasm, I finally moved my pelvis up and back and plunged the full length of my cock into her, sliding to the bottom and bumping into her cervix.

She suddenly began to make funny strangling noises deep in her throat, and for a second I thought she might be chocking. But before I knew it, she grabbed my ass cheeks with a strong, softball player grip, and began to rock through her orgasm. She gripped my ass like there was no tomorrow, pressing me deeply into her. She ground her pelvis in a slow circle, occasionally having a quick shuddering spasm, until she finally relaxed back on the bed, mercifully letting my butt cheeks go.

I gently kissed down her throat to her chest, gradually working to her nipples, gently tweaking them with my tongue. She moaned under her breath, and arched her back to allow me more breast. This went on for a few minutes, until I decided that it was time for me to have my fun.

I slowly withdrew my cock, and gently took an ankle and turned her over, carefully pulling her onto her knees. As she arched that beautiful, round butt toward me, I noticed a cute butthole, almost hairless, and gaping open about the width of my pinky. I couldn't help myself, and quickly dived down and probed that little hole with my tongue. She moaned and wiggled her butt toward me, pushing to get more tongue penetration.

I kept this up for a few minutes until she pulled away for a second and asked, "Are you going to put something in there besides your tongue?"

I just love a gaping asshole, and have found that women who have one can almost always handle anal sex, and this was a pleasant surprise to think that she actually wanted me in her ass.

I answered quickly, "I hope so."

She wiggled her butt a little more and said, "I hope so too."

Well, that was all the invitation I needed, and I moved up behind her and slid my cock into her pussy to lubricate it a bit, and then got some more pussy juice on my fingers and probed two slick fingers into her asshole. She sighed and wiggled her ass. I slopped more pussy juice onto my cock and, taking it slow and easy, pressed the head of my cock into her asshole.

I was gently pressing forward when she rose up on her hands and pressed back toward me, and with a single, careful push, bumped her butt cheeks against me, burying my cock deep in her ass. I began to stroke her ass in earnest, and she settled back down on the bed after grabbing a pillow to hug. I hung onto her ass cheeks, gripping them firmly and spreading them wide open, enjoying the view of my cock as it pistoned in and out of her ass, withdrawing almost the full length only to plunge all the way to pubic hair deep in her bowels.

She was hot and wonderfully tight. She was rocking back and forth with me, and started a low, guttural moan, and soon was biting the pillow. As my balls began to get that old, familiar feeling that a good cum was soon at hand, she began to moan louder.

This really got me going, and I suddenly blurted out, "I am going to fill your ass full of cum!"

"Yes, yes, "she cried out. "Harder!"

I felt my cock was ready to burst and with one more strong thrust, I began a spasmodic pumping of cum into her rectum. I felt like I was pumping buckets. I groaned with relief, and within seconds, she was rocking back against me even harder, until she suddenly screeched like a banshee and her guts began to churn through her orgasm. I kept pumping into her ass until she slowed back down. As I recovered from the strong orgasm I had, I looked out the window just in time to see Mandi standing by her car, looking toward Julie's house.

I almost panicked, thinking she had heard Julie, but as it turned out she was merely looking around at nothing in particular. But I knew I had to beat feet soon because when she didn't find me at home, even with the dog missing, she might come looking for me. Julie had no idea yet, but my hard-on was quickly shrinking and soon slipped from her ass. Julie flopped down on the bed, rolled over on her side, and smiled at me.

"That was nice." she told me, "How'd you know I liked something nice and hard in my bottom?"

I chuckled, and replied, "Just a lucky guess. But we have a small problem….. Mandi is home."

Julie's smile turned to a look of panic, and she jumped up and looked out the window to see Mandi's car.

"Do you think she'll come over here?"

"Maybe, I don't know, but I need to split pretty soon. Like now."

Julie suddenly turned and grabbed my cock.

"What I said about one time….well maybe once more before I leave!"

I smiled and said, "Sounds good to me."

I extracted my cock from her hand, where she had reached out to give me an affectionate squeeze, and headed for the living room. I dressed quickly and took the dog. As I left out the back, I told her to give me a few minutes head start, and then go over to see what Mandi was doing. When she asked why, I quickly explained that if she went over there in just minutes of Mandi arriving, I could show up 15 minutes later looking like I had been out with the dog. She agreed and off I went.

When I returned to my house, Mandi and Julie were casually chatting over a glass of wine, and I made my greetings like nothing was up. I didn't get any sign Mandi had noticed anything amiss, so I took the blackberries into the kitchen, washed them and gave them to Julie with my recipe for sorbet. She hung out until Chris got home and left.

While Mandi was none the wiser, Julie had to tap dance a little later when Chris noticed a light brown stain on the bedspread in the bedroom. She blamed in on Rebel and he bought it. Later in the week we set the stage for one more session. She had been waiting to tell Chris her plans to return home and leave him with his military career. They were just trying to work out the details.

Mandi, though, was getting close to leaving the temporary job, and it didn't appear that I would have an opportunity with Julie. To my surreptitious delight, though, Mandi came home one evening and told me she had been extended for one more month on her temp job and asked me if I wanted her to accept.

I did my best to act hurt and sad since I missed coming home to be with her in the afternoons and we would sometimes play around, and have some pretty good sex after her soaps went off. She told me she would make it up to me so I feigned disappointment with a touch of resolve. I cooked her a good meal and opened a special bottle of wine and began scheming on how I could work out a day with Julie.

As it turned out, it wasn't difficult at all. A series of thunderstorms damaged some of the other facilities, but my site was still intact. It did cause a minor disruption in the training schedule and I found myself faced with an unscheduled day off. It was perfect, since Chris was in a unit that had just left to be in the field for a week.

After physical training, I dashed over to see Julie, who answered the door in a funky, old lady looking robe with her hair all pinned up. She didn't have any make-up on and looked terrible. Apparently she had been down with a cold for the last few days and was trying to recover. I cursed the luck until she said she wanted to get better so we could try to set up a leisurely session before she left. I told her that I was off work in two days, and would that be long enough for her to get to feeling better.

She laughed at that, telling me,"I don't think I could feel any worse than I did a couple of days ago and I need some special attention."

I told her I could offer her a great full-body massage and take her mind off things, and she brightened up appreciably.

"I'm looking forward to it, and don't you back out on me!"

I promised I wouldn't and went home to scheme on what all I wanted to do with the young lady.

Julie was feeling somewhat better in a couple of days, and I went to work and did physical training, then stopped at a local restaurant and hung out, grabbing a bite of breakfast and allowing Mandi time to leave for work. I drove in toward the house from the back side, and my timing was immaculate.

When I pulled over on the frontage road about ¾ mile from my turn-off, I saw Mandi pulling out. As soon as she cleared the hill I went home, grabbed a long hot shower, got some nice massage lotion, and after putting on some comfortable shorts and a t-shirt with no underwear, went over to Julie's house. She must have been waiting, because she opened the door when I got to the stoop.

"Come on in." she told me as I followed her into the house.

She was wearing that same old lady robe as she went toward the kitchen, asked me what I wanted to do.

"Everything," was my short answer, and she looked over her shoulder and laughed.

She told me she had just gotten up and needed a shower, so I suggested I give her a bath. She looked at me quizzically but when I showed her the massage lotion, decided against any protest.

Smiling, she said, "Sure, why not."

I went into the bathroom, leaving her to make a cup of coffee, and started running water into the tub. I dug around under the sink and found some girly bubbly stuff and added to the bath. It bubbled nicely. After I had the tub full, I called through the house and told her to bring her coffee and join me.

She entered within seconds, carrying a coffee mug.

"Is that for me," she asked as she gestured toward the bath.

"But of course, me lady!" I replied with a Brit accent.

She giggled, and turned her back to me. I pulled her to me, reached around and untied the robe belt, and slowly slipped it off her shoulders. She was wearing some plain white briefs, and I slipped them down her hips and off. I helped her into the tub, and watched her settle in.

I marveled at what a nice body she had. I grabbed a towel and made a pillow for the back of her neck, and let her soak for a while. She occasionally sipped her coffee, and I had a thought. I told her I would be right back, and ran back across the road to my house, grabbed some Irish Cream, a nice bottle of wine, and got me a couple of beers. I came back in the bathroom to find her still laying back enjoying just soaking in the hot water. I added some Irish Cream to her coffee cup, then took it back to the kitchen and topped it off. I brought it back and she took a long careful drink.

She sighed contently and said, simply, "Thanks. That's really good!"

Since I hadn't had time to talk to her about our last session, I was especially curious about what had changed her mind about seeing me again.

I casually asked her, "So what changed your mind about getting together with me one more time?"

She looked up at me and smiled and seemed to mull the question over in her mind.

After another sip of coffee, she finally closed her eyes and said, "It's like this. You're nice looking, but not, like, killer pretty. You have a nice body but I've seen better. You turned out to have a really nice cock, and it's not as long as a couple of others I have had but you're thick, and I like that."

I wondered where all this was going, as she reached over and grabbed her mug and took another sip of coffee. I kept quiet and waited.

"But when I noticed how jealous Mandi got, I wondered what was up. She had to have been acting that way for a reason. So I figured I would see what she had to be jealous about. When you dived into my pussy, I knew immediately what she was hiding. I couldn't believe getting eaten like that. I have never had a guy who knew how to do oral like you!"

I was flattered and at the same time even more curious. I decided to let her talk, and she did.

"Then, after we did it for a while, you turned me over and went after my bottom. I couldn't believe you could know how much I like that. I haven't had anyone who could do just the right things when I need it. If you're that way with Mandi, she would probably kill to keep you at home."

I chuckled at this thought, although killing me was not the most likely thing she would do. I would probably end up as a eunuch, which wasn't a pleasant thought and it made my cock shudder with fright.

I noticed Julie had a big bath sponge by the tub, so I grabbed it and told her, "Well thanks for letting me know. If you're finished with your coffee, stand up."

She looked at me for a curious second, and finally roused from her position of leisure and stood up in the tub. I soaked the sponge in water and drained it down her back, watching the sudsy water trickle across that wonderful, high rise ass of hers. I added some of her girly soap to the sponge and proceeded to wash first her back and neck, then her ass, and finally down both legs. I dribbled some more water down her back to rinse most of the soap off. As I worked, I asked her when she got into anal action.

She laughed softly and gently and started a short narrative.

"When I was about fourteen years old, I had a best friend named Melissa. She was always a little wild, and I liked that about her. She was fun and adventurous, and I was really shy. Well, she turned fifteen before me, and suddenly just stopped hanging out with me very much.

I thought she was mad at me until I found out one afternoon after school that she was seeing a boy who was already out of high school. She must have had to cut their meeting short that day, because after she saw me, she waved at me and we walked home together. She told me all about this guy, and how they were getting ready to have sex really soon and she just couldn't wait. She was going to fake an absence excuse and hang out at someone's apartment with this guy.

She apparently did just that, and got to have sex for the first time. I was really curious, especially since my Mom had given me very little education in sex, and all of what I knew came from books or from Melissa. Anyway, she started telling me all the gory details, and I found myself getting really horny listening to this.

Then she told me something curious that I had never read about. She said her boyfriend had put his cock up her butt just before he shot his juice. He said it was so she wouldn't get pregnant. I was stunned and shocked, and didn't say anything to her about it.

Later that night after I went to bed, I started playing with my butthole. I licked a finger and slid it in and it felt strange but really good. I got really, really wet, and soon I put two fingers in. I started feeling really good and I barely touched my clit and had an orgasm. As a fourteen year old, this was quite a shocking occurrence.

I would continue to play with my bottom, and when Melissa stole one of her Mom's vibrators and let me use it, after I put it in my pussy for a while, I slid it in my bottom and it was really nice. I couldn't get enough, and Melissa got one of her crazy aunts to buy a vibrator for me.

After I started having sex with guys, I was in bed with a guy I liked a lot and we were screwing with me lying on my stomach. Before I knew what happened, he accidentally slipped out and went straight up my butt. I don't think he ever knew the difference, and I loved it. Since then, I have always enjoyed it."

I gently turned her around, chuckling under my breath, and washed down the front side, washing her breasts gently while her nipples stiffened under the attention.

"That's an interesting story," I told her, and left it at that.

I washed down her stomach and gently washed between her legs, finally going all the way down to her feet. I helped her back down into the tub, and when she settled in, I asked if she was ready for a little wine.

She smiled for a second and asked, "Are you trying to get me drunk?"

I feigned being offended and told her, "Why, I would never do such a devious thing like that."

She giggled and blurted out, "Sure….right. You're trying to get me tipsy so you can get me out of my clothes and take advantage of me!"

I laughed at this for a minute and said, "Okay, you got me. What do we do now?"

She giggled again, and after picking up her empty coffee mug, said, "This is empty. I think I would rather have wine now. Would you fetch me some?"

I returned to my best Brit accent and replied, "As you wish, Madame."

She giggled some more as I took the coffee mug and headed for the kitchen. I poured her some wine, got me a beer, and returned to the bathroom. I gave her the glass, let her take a slow sip, and she looked up at me with a smile.

"This is really good wine. Think Mandi will miss it?"

I thought about this for a minute but realized that Mandi hadn't even seen any of the new stock I had brought home, since I put it away before she got home.

"She'll never know the difference," I quipped.

I held out my hand to help her to her feet, and she rose from the tub again. I opened the drain, and as the water began to flow out of the tub, I turned on the water gently and adjusted it to warm but not quite hot. I had her turn around and I fired up the shower head, and turned the nozzle up and down to gently rinse the soap from her backside.

I eased her around, and did the same for the front side until she was no longer soapy. I helped her out of the tub, took a towel from the rack and gently dried her from head to toe.

"Damn, you really know how to treat a woman right!" she suddenly blurted out.

"Thanks," I told her, "Now be quiet and let me do what I do well."

She turned toward me with a start, beamed a big smile, and said, "Are you going to eat me some more?"

I laughed at her impatience, and told her, "In time. A massage is first, so be patient."

She looked a bit disappointed, but followed me into the bedroom. I had another large, fresh towel in hand and smoothed it on the bed, and guided her to it, where she lay on her stomach.

After quickly undressing, I got a large dollop of my massage oil, rubbed it around my hands, and proceeded to work on her neck and upper back. She groaned under her breath, and lay very still. I worked my way down her back, massaged both butt cheeks individually, and worked down her legs.

I lifted her foot and pressed it into my chest and leaned forward, stretching her calf while I massaged it rigorously. She really moaned with that effort. After the calves, I went back to her feet, and when I grabbed a foot with my freshly lubricated hands, and squeezed and gently twisted her foot, I heard a loud pop, followed by several smaller pops. She groaned loudly this time, and then let out an audible sigh.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

She hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Oh yeah. That hurt so good!"

I chuckled and kept working her foot. I moved to the other foot and got close to the same results. I turned her over, and completed the head to toe massage from that side, paying special attention to her breasts, massaging them gently with my fingers in a piano playing motion. She kept her eyes closed and moaned contently the whole time. When I had finally finished the massage, I backed away and took my last sip of beer.

As I started toward the kitchen, she quietly said, "Thanks, I think I can nap now!"

I looked back over my shoulder to see if she was kidding, but she had her eyes closed and hadn't moved. I figured I would wake her up anyway, and after grabbing another beer, took long draw and gently eased her legs apart. She didn't react, so I eased between her legs head first, and began to slowly kiss her pussy lips. No reaction!

I licked up and down her slit, and she didn't make a move. I probed my tongue into the opening of her vagina, licked my way back to her clit, and I found it with the tip of my tongue. I noticed it quickly popped out of its hiding place.

I settled in and went to work on the little joy button when I felt her hands press down on the back of my head. She was awake, alright! I gently eased my hands under her legs, and lifted them up and back so she was spread wide open for me.

I went at her clit with a passion, and she reacted by pressing down harder on my head and began to rock her hips. She started a low moan, then replaced that with several sharp gasps, and finally I felt her tense up and after a couple of more jerks from her hips, she suddenly exploded with a loud shriek, bouncing violently off the bed, and gasped in ragged breaths.

She jerked three or four more times, until she finally let the pressure off my head and dropped her legs down on the bed. I eased off her clit and began to gently kiss her pussy lips. I looked up to see her tits rising up and down rapidly with her breathing. She finally opened her eyes, and looked right at me.

"Wow, I needed that!"

With that, she closed her eyes again. I kissed my way up to her wonderful tits, sucking as much of each as I could into my mouth and then tongued the nipples until they were rock hard. Julie continued to moan softly. I eased by body further up hers until I could feel the head of my cock bumping into her pussy lips.

She was slickly wet from the eating, and I held back to keep from slipping all the way in. I thought about how soon I would be deep in her ass again, and this made me steel hard. Julie began to push against me, wanting penetration. I kept over half my cock outside her pussy while slowly pushing the head inside her.

She began a steady rocking rhythm and I watched as she began to work toward another orgasm. I waited until she was close to the edge again before lifting my hips and thrusting deeply inside her. She wrapped her legs around my hips and held onto my arms. I watched her tits bouncing from the hard thrusts and she began to gasp again, finally pushing her head back onto the bed and opened her mouth and made a loud, yowling noise as she rocked through another orgasm. She held onto me, jerking with the spasms until she finally gave one last jerk and settled back onto the bed.

I gently continued to stroke my cock into her pussy while she gradually slowed her breathing.

When she opened her eyes, she smiled at me and said, "I needed that one too!"

I chuckled and leaned down to suckle a breast again.

"You just don't know when to quit, do you?" she asked.

I chuckled again with a mouthful of tit, and after releasing it, answered, "So you want me to stop now?"

It was her turn to laugh, saying, "Just kidding. As long as you want to keep going I definitely won't stop you."

I leaned back down to one of her breasts, gently sucking it into my mouth. She grabbed the back of my head and pressed down ever so slightly, moaning in that low, guttural moan she seemed to constantly make. I slowly released her breast and kissed my way to her ear.

I continued the slow, easy stroke into her pussy, and whispered, "I think I would really like to ease my hard cock into that luscious ass of yours. I want to fill your ass with my cum. I want to go so deep in your ass you will feel it in your throat."

Her eyes flew open wide and she looked at me with a sharp scowl on her face.

"You nasty bastard! What makes you think a nice girl like me would do something so fucking dirty and nasty?"

I chuckled and whispered to her again, "I want to fuck your beautiful ass until you come all over the bed."

She put her hands up against my chest, pushing me upward like she wanted to push me away, but didn't push very hard, saying, "That's just filthy. You must be some kind of filthy freak, wanting to put that thing in my little butthole. I could never do anything like that!"

I noticed that her pussy had gotten noticeably slipperier even as she protested, perhaps a little too much.

I whispered yet again, "I am going to fuck that beautiful ass of yours and you're going to like it. Don't make me get rough!"

She suddenly dropped her arms and said, "Well if I am going to be a nasty, bad girl, and do nasty, bad things, I guess I need a good spanking."

I took this cue in stride, realizing that she needed a little roughness to really get going.

I whispered very quietly in her ear, "I am going to have to punish such a bad girl. Right now."

With that I eased off her and quickly grabbed her feet and rolled her onto her stomach. She fought me a little bit, and started squealing like a little girl. I eased up on my knees and as her butt rose off the bed, swatted one cheek with my hand, making a sharp, slapping sound.

She shrieked again, and cried, "Please don't spank me too hard!"

I slapped the other ass cheek, leaving a nice red handprint to some more shrieks. I pulled her hands together behind her back and held them tightly as I continued the spanking, reddening her butt cheeks to a nice blush color. I could see the juice running from her pussy. I finally stopped long enough to roughly pull her to her knees, quickly forcing her face down onto the bed. I drove my cock back into her sizzling hot pussy, and felt juice run down my balls and onto my legs.

Still holding her hands behind her with one hand, I spanked her ass some more with the other until she shrieked even louder, crying, "Please do whatever you want. Just don't spank me anymore."

With that, I pulled my cock from her pussy and aimed for her butthole, which was now gaping open about the width of my thumb. I plunged the complete length deep into her ass, slamming all the way to pubic hair. She cut loose with a guttural groan, and I let go of her hands. I grabbed her hips and began to pound her asshole unmercifully, slapping my hips against her crimson red butt cheeks.

The harder I fucked her ass, the louder she cried. In less than a minute, she reverted to a deep moan, and I felt her start to tighten up. I was pounding deep into her ass, and it felt great. I almost wanted to see if I could really hurt her, wondering where this thought came from. But I didn't want to spoil the moment with problems, so I simply maintained the hard pounding.

She got louder until she finally quit making any noise at all for a few seconds, only to suddenly burst out with an ear splitting scream and started to rock her ass around, limited by my grip on her hips. She sputtered something unintelligible, bit the bed spread, spit it out, seemed to choke for a moment, and then came back with another piercing shriek.

She started saying, "Oh…Oh….Oh…Oh," and finally groaned, "Oh god, fuck my ass!"

This got me to the fastest pounding I could give, and I felt I was almost there.

She really began to rock around then, and as I started to cum, I told her, "Okay nasty girl, here comes your ass full of hot cum."

She shrieked one more time as I unloaded a huge spurt, followed by a second, and finally a third smaller, weaker spurt. Julie ground her face into the bed as I slowed down. It was just then that I finally noticed the faint aroma of shit, and looking down, saw a ring of brown stained fluid around her asshole and my cock.

As I let my final dregs of cum into her ass, my cock slowly began to soften. It was then that I felt some dampness around my knees.

Before I could pull out completely, she looked over her shoulder and said, "I think this may be a little messy."

I told her, "Don't worry. You can't faze me with a little mess."

She looked a little perturbed, but said, "Hey, you did it to me."

She pulled away from me, my half hard cock quickly popping out of her asshole, which I noticed was gaping wide open now. That's when I saw a large wet spot on the bed beneath her where I was now standing on my knees. About the same time, I noticed that my cock head was completely covered in shit, light brown, slightly smelly, but not entirely unpleasant.

"I gotta get to the bathroom now," she told me as she slipped off the bed.

I followed her as she dashed to the bathroom, dropped onto the toilet seat and with a splash, emptied her bowels.

She looked at my cock and said, "Wow, you really fucked the shit out of me," and then cracked up at her own joke.

She handed me some toilet paper to wipe off with, and I started cleaning up. She watched intently as I ran some warm water into the sink, grabbed a wash cloth and soap and proceeded to wash my cock.

"You know you are the first man to ever be in the bathroom with me when I potty. It felt like you dumped a gallon of cum in me!"

I wasn't sure if this was a compliment or what. She let go with a soft stream of urine, and just for fun, I knelt in front of her and spread her legs wide.

She stopped the flow almost immediately, but I told her, "Don't stop now."

She looked at me and laughed, "God, you are a nasty bastard, aren't you?"

She finally finished pissing while I watched from my view point inches from her pussy. I got up and cleaned my cock once again, thoroughly, as she wiped and rose.

After she flushed the toilet, she said, "I need to clean up too."

I told her to lean over and grab the toilet tank. I spread her legs wide and took another wash cloth and cleaned her pussy and asshole thoroughly.

After my cleansing efforts, I took Julie's hand and led her to the kitchen. I had retrieved her wine glass and I got her a refill, grabbed my last beer and we sat down on the couch.

She drank some wine, slowly and deeply, letting out a long "Ahhh" and set her glass down.

"You're really are one nasty guy," she said with a smile.

"Well you're one really nasty girl," I told her in return.

She laughed and sipped some more wine as I drank my beer.

As she looked at me intently, she said, "I don't think I have ever been so comfortable with a man, like you're not a man but a human creature of some sort that's a playmate or something. Someone to have fun with."

I chuckled under my breath, and before I could reply, she continued.

"I just never thought I would do some of the things I let you do, and enjoy myself so much doing them. I've actually rarely let a man put a cock in my butt on purpose. And once, when I was 15, I got a spanking from my Dad that made me so horny I thought I would cream on his legs. I pitched a fit but it got me so hot. I was embarrassed and hot at the same time. I never let anyone know about that. But for some reason, I knew that you would know the right things to do. No one has ever spanked me while we had sex. That was incredible!"

I let her ramble on, urging her to continue.

"I'm sorry about the bed. I have to get the spread and sheets off it in a minute."

I asked her, "What happened?"

She smiled a demur smiled and in a low voice replied, "I came so hard I peed."

"Well, don't you feel bad about that. Come on and I'll help you strip the bed and get things cleaned up."

She brightened up and said, "Sounds good to me."

I got up and she followed me into the bedroom. We stripped the bed, bundling everything into a neat bundle and then took it to the kitchen to wash in the washer. I sat down at the kitchen table, and pulled over to me, seating her in my lap. We still hadn't put anything clothes on, and she felt good naked against me.

I suddenly realized that I was out of beer, and asked her to give me a minute to grab a couple of more beers from my house. I slipped my shorts on and was back within minutes. I slipped my shorts off and we returned to the couch as she began to talk once more.

"I just find it amazing that you seem to be able to find all the right moves and all the right things to do. I have never had anyone make me this horny to just have raw sex. I've had sex with a few guys, not that many, but I have never gotten just out and out horny and wanted to be fucked like that. So just to let you know, this has been fun for me, and I hope you had some fun too."

I smiled shyly and told her, "Thanks for everything. I just wanted to make you feel good. You also haven't mentioned the massage. How was that?"

She looked away for a second and replied, "Sorry, I forgot how nice that was. Thank you for that too. I just felt so thoroughly fucked it slipped my mind. And I hope you don't think I talk like this with everyone. You just make me want to be nasty!"

"I'm glad," I told her, "And I hope we're not finished for the day."

She looked at me with a leer and said, "Well, you may have to pay a lot for another romp with me."

I wondered what she had in mind, but quickly found out.

"If you eat me some more, I think I would let you do anything you want."

I found this offer irresistible but told her, "Sounds like a deal to me. But first we need some food. Let me run over to the house and whip something up and after we eat, we'll see what happens."

She thought about it for a moment and said, "Sounds like a plan."

I made a grilled chicken salad with tarragon vinaigrette, and we wolfed it down with a good chardonnay to lubricate the pipes. She had decided that clothes weren't needed, and I stripped back to skin before we ate. After I cleaned up the lunch plates, we got fresh sheets and made the bed. We put the freshly cleaned bed spread back on the bed, and just after we finished, Julie gently turned me and pushed me back and onto the bed.

After I settled back, she kissed her way along my thighs, slowly and carefully, always avoiding my cock. Since she hadn't shown any inclination toward sucking a cock, I figured she would eventually move me to a better position and climb aboard. But as I lay there half hard, she suddenly engulfed my cock with her mouth.

She started a nice oral action, although she obviously wasn't either enthusiastic or skilled. I enjoyed it though, and got fully hard. I decided to see what she would do, so I interrupted her, crawled back onto the bed, pulled her over me and into a 69 position. After I started working her pussy and clit, she became a bit more enthusiastic about sucking my cock.

After she rattled through an orgasm, we went into a slow, easy fucking session, changing into various positions, getting into sex like old lovers. It was comfortable. I ended up rolling her onto her back, and after lubricating her asshole, put a couple of pillows under her ass and stroked deep into her hot butt once more.

In this position, I was on my knees but had the view and access to her body. I took advantage to squeeze her tits, play with her clit, and generally do what I wanted. After some fierce clit action with my thumb, she rocked and rolled through a nice orgasm, and I followed shortly.

After I cleaned up again, I notice that it was about time for Mandi to get home from work. I told Julie that I had enjoyed the day, and I hoped she had too.

"It was wonderful," was her quick reply.

She smiled at me as I got ready to leave, and suddenly grabbed and pulled me to her, and kissed me full on the lips. I kissed her back as she slowly ground her crotch into mine.

I broke away from her still nude body she said, "Thanks for everything. You really know how to make a woman feel good."

I smiled and replied, "You're welcome, and if we don't get to do this again, I will always remember a wonderful day with you."

She smiled and gently guided me out the door, hiding behind it so prying eyes wouldn't see her pushing me out her door while she was stark naked.

I went into the den and fell asleep on the couch to the sounds of an old movie on the TV. Mandi came in about ½ hour later and woke me. She was hungry for an early dinner, and I obliged by grilling her a steak and making baked potatoes and salad. After she wolfed down her meal, she apparently wanted to top off a great day and was horny, and let me know it so in no uncertain terms. We went at it and she enjoyed a couple of good orgasms, while I faked one myself, since Julie had pretty much drained me for a while. We went to bed early.

Julie left about 2 weeks later, and I never got another chance to spend time having some good sex with her. But we also got notice that we had a place to move to on the post, so I moved on to other adventures.