| First Time for Everything Catherine was a rather pretty woman, 5’4”, auburn hair down to her shoulders, and having nice sized breasts. She stared for a while at her naked body before getting dressed and leaving the bathroom. Her dog Aspin was lying on the floor at the foot of her bed, still snoozing. He was a German shepherd with dark fur and a section of hair that ran down his back that was longer than the rest of his fur. His ears perked up as Catherine walked near him and he lifted his head. His tail patted the floor repeatedly and he quickly stood up. Catherine petted his head and asked him, “Want to go out boy?” His tail immediately started to wag faster in his eagerness to go outside. She smiled and told him to wait while she got something to eat, and he followed her into the kitchen. She poured herself a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice. She ate it as fast as she could and then when she finished she retrieved the leash from the doorknob and attached it to Aspin’s collar. He licked her hands and her face in excitement and she smiled. He was the only person she never grew angry with, unlike most of her past relationships with men. She decided to call it quits for a while on looking for men; they were just big problems that she could tack onto her life list. She opened the door and a warm breeze greeted her. The sun was shining brightly and there wasn’t even a cloud in the sky. It was a pleasant seventy-eight degrees outside and quite comfortable. Aspin tugged on the leash, making her follow after in his eagerness to go to the bathroom. He went immediately to his favorite bush and urinated there, and then he dragged her down the street a little further before going to the bathroom again. Mrs. Schwartz was out walking too and they stopped to say hello to her. “Why hello Mrs. Schwartz!” gushed Catherine. “Hello Catherine, fine morning isn’t it?” asked Mrs. Schwartz. Catherine beamed and said, “It’s a very nice day, thanks for asking. How are you doing?” “Oh fine Catherine, just taking my early morning walk. Hi Aspin.” Aspin wagged his tail excitedly and walked over to greet Mrs. Schwartz, pulling Catherine along behind. After a brief petting Mrs. Schwartz told her she had to be on her way and she walked off at a brisk pace. Catherine turned and walked on with Aspin in the lead. They walked down the sidewalk, stopping every once in a while so that Aspin could mark his spots, and then they would continue onward. Aspin kept Catherine walking at a brisk pace, and she was starting to perspire. After a couple hours of walking she told Aspin that it was time to go home, and he immediately turned about and started back the other way. He was really good about finding his way home; it was one of his traits that she liked, because she never had to worry about him getting lost.They arrived home half an hour earlier than they would have had Aspin been checking all the hushes on the way back. She spied her house through the trees ahead, around the bend in the road. It was a two-floor house with a large wrap around deck with a glass door and many windows. She had tons of plants on the deck, and many more pots stacked off to the side of the deck. When she got near the house she let Aspin go, and he quickly ran off to his water bowl on the steps. She crouched down and pulled a few weeds out of one of the pots outside the deck, and plucked off any dead flowers so that more would grow. Aspin immediately came over jingling from his collar and licked her arm as if saying thank you. Catherine scratched behind his ears and gave him a kiss on the top of his head, and the she stood up. Aspin pawed at the ground playfully and then ran away to get his rope toy. When he came back he gave Catherine the rope toy to play with, and she smiled at him. “You want me to throw it boy? Well go fetch,” and she tossed the rope toy far away into the side lawn. He bounded away happily and got the rope toy to be thrown again. Catherine smiled and grabbed the rope toy away from him, tossing it out to the lawn again. He barked and ran after it. She heard a car coming up the road and immediately called Aspin over so that he didn’t run out into the road when the car came. He ran over and flung his head up, rope toy bouncing upward as well. Catherine grabbed hold of his collar and said, “Sit Aspin.” He obeyed and sat at her feet panting and wagging his tail. A red firebird pulled up and in the front seat, her last relationship. She frowned and watched as he jumped out of his car, shutting the door behind him. He walked over and started to apologize and ask for her forgiveness, and to take him back, but she would have none of it. “Please Catherine, you mean so much to me. I am sorry for everything I lied about, and am willing to make amends. Would you please just take me back? Can’t I do anything to help us?” “Carl there is no more ‘us’. You didn’t even tell me you were engage to be married. You made a lie I can never displace. So save your breath and leave now.” Said Catherine with malice on her tongue. “I can’t Catherine, I need to know that you still want me.” He said. “Carl I don’t want you and never will want you. So just go now.” Catherine said with a loud voice. Carl frowned and yelled, “Why are you being this way. I am trying to apologize. Can’t you accept that?” Catherine scowled at him and shook her head in response. Carl growled, “You are such a stupid cunt Catherine!” He took a step toward her, but he forgot about Aspin until a snarl was heard from him. Carl backed up and said scornfully, “You will regret this bitch. No one has ever told me off.” Catherine said matter-of-factly, “Well then this is the first time Carl. Now leave before I call the police.” Carl looked briefly at Aspin and then back up to Catherine. He said, “I will be back, you can count on that. And the next time your dog won’t save you.” He gave her a venomous look before turning and hopping back into his car. He revved the engine and tore away leaving a black streak where his tires were. Catherine breathed a sigh of relief and looked down to Aspin. He had saved her from a potentially dangerous outcome. She patted his head and scratched behind his ears. She gave him appraise and he licked her hands and face. She wasn’t too worried about him making her regret tossing him out, because he told her that once before. She knelt down and hugged Aspin, and kissed his forehead again. She then stood up and walked for the door. Aspin followed after and went inside with her. They walked through the wrap around deck and then entered the house. Aspin ran over and sat by the couch as Catherine went into the kitchen to wipe the sweat from her face. When she came back out Aspin lolled his tongue out and licked at her legs. She sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. It was on the news channel. She flicked through the channels some more, finding bad to awful films, and boring ads. She laid her head back on the back of the couch and shut her eyes, bored and slightly tired. She heard Aspin licking and cleaning his paws of the dirt from outside, and then the chewing as he tried to loosen up some mats of fur. She felt Aspin lick her leg, and she pulled it away as it started to tickle from his rough tongue. Aspin stopped licking for a moment and then started up again. She giggled and looked down at him licking away at the few drops of sweat on her legs. She grabbed his head and gave him a good scratching behind the ears, saying, “What are you up to?” He yapped at her and licked her face. She wiped the saliva away from her nose and mouth and felt him licking at her knee. She patted him and felt his licking rise further up her leg until it was at mid thigh. She didn’t know if he was going to stop there or give her a full body lick down, so she watched him as he licked away the droplets of sweat on her thighs. From his licking a tingling sensation coursed up to her stomach, and then to her mind. It almost felt as if she were being turned on. She let him lick a little longer and then when he got up to close to her groin she pulled his head up and said, “Don’t be naughty Aspin.” He stopped licking her and laid his head down on his paws at her feet. She felt the tingling sensation die down, but it did feel oddly wonderful. She looked down at Aspin and smiled. She rested her head on the back of the couch again, and sat listening to the birds outside. She heard Aspin moving and then felt him licking her again. What are you doing? Thought Catherine She opened her eyes and looked down to him. He was back to licking her thigh again. He eventually licked up to her inner thigh that sent waves of strange tingling up to her stomach. She let him lick a little longer, a little curious about the whole business. He licked and licked and licked, until she could feel her vagina getting aroused. She had to stop this or else he might get randy. She pushed his head away and told him to stop, which he did and then he sat there looking at her. She saw those puppy eyes and asked, “What do you want? I don’t have anything.” He yipped and wagged his tail. Catherine felt her loins getting a little moist from his licking and she started to get uneasy. She wasn’t sure if she should feel upset or if she actually should enjoy the feelings. Aspin watched her attentively and came up resting his head on her lap. She petted him and for a brief moment had a glimpse of the tip of his penis sticking out of the sheath. She shook her head and said to herself, “This is crazy, I can’t be thinking about this. It is just not right.” Aspin started to lick her hand and then licked her short’s one leg. Her shorts started to get wet from his licking, and also her vagina was getting slightly wetter. She wasn’t sure if she should scold him or watch and wait to see what he would do. She decided to watch and see what he would do; unsure of where it might go. Aspin licked down to her thigh and then buried his nose in between her thighs, sniffing at her. His nose bumped into her vagina and she felt a tingle spread across her stomach. She was getting turned on, and by a dog. She felt slightly disgusted and slightly anxious. Aspin licked up and tried to lick into her one short leg holes, along her thigh. She could feel his slippery tongue flicking up and down her thigh, arousing her more, but not feeling apt enough to make him stop. This couldn’t hurt anyone right, thought Catherine as Aspin licked up under her shorts. She felt butterflies in her stomach at the very thought of him causing her an orgasm, and tried to pull herself to tell him no, but the truth was that she was actually liking the feel of his tongue on her flesh. She slowly opened her legs wider, curious as to how far he could lick up under her shorts. He tried to lick under her shorts, but they were tight and he couldn’t lick very far. He turned instead to licking at the front of her shorts, making them wet in the front. She felt her vagina get very wet and this was bothering her. She looked out the window to make sure no one was around and then she tensely unbuttoned her shorts. Aspin stopped licking long enough for her to unzip her shorts and then dove in licking again. This time he licked at her underwear. Eventually those too got sopping wet and she was quite turned on now. She knew she should stop him, but knew that if she did then she would be hot and ready to do something, but not having any way to escape it. She let him lick on and felt her vagina being stimulated through her panties. Aspin tried licking up under one side of the panties but couldn’t get at the smell that was driving him wild. Catherine felt slightly bad for him and decided that she would see what he would do if he actually got to lick her vagina, but she had to push him away and tell him to stop. He obeyed, and sat down. Catherine looked down and saw that some more of his penis was sticking out of its sheath, apparently she had turned him on too. She smiled and undid the rest of her shorts, pulling them down and off. Aspin watched her intently, his ears perked forward and his penis partially hanging out. Catherine didn’t remove her panties, still debating about actually allowing him to lick her vagina. One side of her wanted to try it and the other side kept telling her not to and to put her shorts back on. She saw Aspin becoming a little antsy and decided that it wouldn’t hurt anyone if she tried it once, and only once. So very gingerly she hooked her fingers in her panties and slowly drew them down. She kept an eye on Aspin and saw that he was watching eagerly. She looked down to her vagina, noticing that her lips were slightly swollen from her arousal, and the brown hair was slightly slick with her juices, and the saliva that had soaked through her panties. She looked back to Aspin and said as courageously as possible, “Come Aspin, it is alright.” She patted her stomach and Aspin came right over, zeroing in on the smell coming from her vagina. His tongue washed her mound in one long lick, and then after that he licked feverishly. The sensation of his tongue on her vagina was overwhelming and Catherine could feel the pleasure rising. He licked like there was no tomorrow, trying to dig his tongue into her wet vagina and drink her fluids. Catherine grabbed a hold of the couch’s arm and the back of the couch, allowing Aspin to bring her to the higher plane of ecstasy. His tongue was going at her so much, and touching her clit so much that Catherine could feel her orgasm coming up real fast. She closed her eyes and let out a little moan as her first orgasm crashed through her body. Aspin didn’t stop licking and it felt great. Aspin was digging his tongue into her vagina as deep as he could, trying to drink all that she had to offer. Aspin slowed up before she could achieve another orgasm, and it left her somewhat disappointed. He soon stopped altogether and was whining at her. She looked down and saw that he was moving this way and that, trying to get up onto her. She didn’t know what was going on at first, but when she saw his large penis sticking out, almost all the way, she understood. She felt bad for him, and decided that she could go a little further. She told him to hold still and then knelt down before him. She looked under his belly and saw his member poking out, all red and looking quite wet. She felt another surge of lust at the sight of it, and she was curious about what it might taste like. She had only one time given a guy oral sex, but a dog might be different. She scooted herself over until she could get a proper hold of his penis, and when she touched it he kind of stiffened. She examined the whole length of his shaft, noticing the slightly pointed shape of it, and the girth. It was only slightly wider that her last boyfriend’s member but was slightly longer. She inhaled, smelling the slightly musky scent he was giving off. He waited patiently for her to do something, and even whined a little bit. Catherine leaned down and stuck out the tip of her tongue. She gently touched her tongue to the side of his penis and then drew back, assaulted by the taste of it. It was not a bad taste, but was definitely different tasting that a man’s penis. It was slightly salty, and a little bland, but not bad. She worked herself up and tried a bigger taste of his member, licking from the middle of his member up to his head. She actually started to like the taste a little bit, and she licked the end of his penis. He shifted his weight and whined a little more, but soon quieted as Catherine took the tip of his penis in her mouth. She drew away when a salty fluid spurted in her mouth, and tasted that fluid as well. It was pretty much the same type of fluid. She leaned forward again and parted her lips so as to take the tip of his penis in her mouth. As his member’s tip rested in between her lips he shifted and a little more entered her mouth. She sucked on his tip and tasted more of the fluid in her mouth. She parted her lips more and sucked in more of his member, actually getting used to the feel of it. She looked down his shaft and noticed his two large testicles dangling behind, ready to empty their load. Catherine sucked his penis in further and felt his hips starting to hump a little. His penis pushed into her mouth more and a second later the seminal fluid would spurt into her mouth. She took a hold on his sheath and slowly pushed her head down on his member, allowing his penis to slide across her tongue and the tip nearly entering her throat. She managed not to gag, actually keeping her throat from trying to. Aspin humped a little harder, driving his penis further into her mouth, his tip touching the back of her throat. Catherine sucked as hard as she could manage and could feel his penis twitch in response. She used her tongue to play with his penis in her mouth, swirling it around his member, tasting it to the fullest. He humped into her mouth, the urge to unload himself all the greater. She was also feeling quite horny and hot, wanting to be pleasured. She also noticed a bulge at the base of his penis that was swelling larger each time he humped, his knot. Catherine sucked on his member for a few more minutes, when suddenly he whined a little louder and bucked his hips forward spurting his semen into her throat. Catherine swallowed almost all of his semen, and could feel the hot fluid course down her esophagus. He pumped even more into her mouth and some dribbled out of her mouth onto the carpet. She tried to clean as much of it off his member as she could, but there was still too much, so she pulled away and looked at his member. His member was very red and was still dripping some seminal fluid onto the carpet, but she didn’t mind. She looked down to her crotch and at her wet vagina, and decided that if she went as far as giving him oral sex, then she could go all the way. Before Aspin could move away to clean himself Catherine leaned forward onto her hands and knees and crawled over to his head. Aspin was about to walk away, but Catherine’s rear in his face made him change his mind. He sniffed at her butt and licked her crevice. Catherine was amazed at how his tongue licked from her vagina to her butt in one full lick. His tongue was wonderful. He licked her a few more seconds and then he crawled up onto her back and started to hump his hips at her. At first he was too far away, but he slowly walked forward and his penis started to bump against her butt cheeks. He wrapped his paws around her waist and kept jamming his member into her butt, but not succeeding in burying it anywhere she wanted it to go. She thought perhaps he didn’t have the angle right so she raised her butt upward and could feel in his next couple of thrusts his penis jamming at her vaginal lips. His member wasn’t quite entering her, but was brushing past her vagina every thrust. Aspin was busily trying to ram his member into her hot dripping vagina, but didn’t have the stance. Catherine crawled backward; pulling his arms forward and could feel his member roughly stabbing into her vaginal lips. His penis pounded at her lips a few more times, his tip jabbed in between her lips for a brief moment but he pulled it out. He slammed away feverishly and his tip soon punctured her vagina. It didn’t enter all the way, only the tip entered, but it was enough and Aspin got a firm grab of her hips and drove his member into her. It was the most bizarre and pleasurable experience she had ever had. His member pushed up deep into her body, brushing violently against her clit, drawing her closer to another orgasm. He was bucking so wildly that she could feel a fire burst in her vagina from the friction and this added to the pleasure. She could also feel some seminal fluids slowly dripping down the sides of her legs from his near misses, but could also feel some hot fluids in her vaginal lips. His pace was staggering and she could feel her climax coming on extremely quick. His member would almost come all the way out of her body, and then would drive all the way back in, over and over again. She was moaning loudly and could feel his member jerking around inside her body. Suddenly she felt his knot slamming against her vaginal lips, and it seemed as if he were trying to bury that in her as well. Each time the knot came in contact with her vagina, her lips would bulge outward and then fall back in when he drew away. She put one arm under her body and reached back to feel herself, finding that her vagina was firm from his member in her body. Aspin started to thrust harder and nearly knocked her over, but she had quickly brought her hand back to support. She felt a stretching sensation that grew and lessened, and when she looked down she saw that his knot was popping in and out of her body. The knot itself brushed so roughly against her clit that she had an orgasm before he had his, and it crashed through her body like no other orgasm she had ever had. She moaned louder than ever and could feel his penis touching her cervix. He changed his pace, and thrust in short bursts, keeping his knot inside her vagina. Moments later he grabbed her waist harder than ever and she could feel his penis pulsating inside her vagina as he started to shoot his load into her. Another orgasm struck her as his fluid splashed up into her womb, and across her vaginal walls. She nearly screamed as this orgasm took control of her, and his knot swelled to massive size, keeping him firmly locked inside her vagina. His hot fluid splashed all over the inside of her vagina and she had another orgasm from his knot rubbing against her clit. She moaned loudly and rocked her hips backward against his member, his penis pulsing and spurting more fluids into her body. He stopped thrusting and just lay there on her back, exhausted. His tongue was hanging out and saliva was dripping down her shoulder and across her neck before dripping to the floor. She could feel his fluids inside still warm and feeling wonderful. Her eyes were nearly glazed over from the orgasms she had just had, and she knew that Aspin was pretty much the same. She slowly and unconsciously ground her hips against his, still rubbing her clit against his knot, feeling the same pleasure as before. After about forty-five minutes his member shrunk enough for him to pull his member out and when it did some of his semen and her fluids start to dribble out. Catherine rolled over onto her back, not wanting any of their fluids to exit her body and she lay there watching Aspin as he cleaned himself. He spent five minutes cleaning himself and then he came back over and started to clean up Catherine. Catherine let him clean up her legs, but kept her legs closed when he wanted to clean her vagina. She concentrated and clamped her vagina muscles so nothing would drip out and she closed the curtains on the window, locked all the doors and flopped onto the couch and fell asleep, exhausted and very pleased. When she woke Aspin was out in the kitchen drinking and eating. She could feel that her vagina was back to a more normal state and knew that nothing had dribbled out or would dribble out. She sat up and examined her vagina, noticing the dried semen in her pubic hair, and on her outer lips. She smiled and knew that she would never need another man again.Okay. I wasn't too happy with this story. But, some people did enjoy it. Hopefully you all will too.Let me know what you think.