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Hello, everyone. It's me again, here to report on more of my insane life as of late… I had yet another incredible experience last week (Friday evening to be exact) that I simply had to tell you all about. So here it goes… *GULP*

Let me first say that this board has been a huge breath of fresh air for me. Everyone has been so nice, and all of the responses I've gotten to my posts and pictures have been lovely. I really feel like I have found a lifestyle that is accepted and comfortable, largely with all of your help. That said, I still would like to have some girlfriends close by that I can share this new passion of mine with. As I've mentioned in previous stories, I had a girlfriend at one time that was into this lifestyle. However, she and my boyfriend had a falling out, and I was forced to choose sides. The choice was not difficult for me, as I cherish the relationship I have with my boyfriend more than the few times a week that I got to see or fuck her. So, Melissa was kicked out of our little circle and I've been searching for a replacement ever since.

The worst part about losing Melissa was that she was someone who shared my passion for canine copulation. (I'm copyrighting that term, so don't steal it! LOL) Mel was the person who got me really interested in all this madness in the first place. She was the one that made me feel like it was okay to try it. So I knew that there was at least one person around that I could call and talk to about my quirky new habit. But I faced a dilemma. I knew if I told my boyfriend that I called Mel, he would not be happy. I certainly didn't want to betray his trust, but I so desperately wanted to just sit down with someone (of the female persuasion) I cared about and talk to them about all this.

Friday morning rolled around and I had about had it up to here *(points at her forehead)* with chatrooms and messenger sessions with "girls from texas" who really turned out to be GUYS from who the hell knows where pretending to be girls from texas so they could watch me fuck my dog on my webcam. I was so irritated that I said, "fuck it." I picked up the phone and called Mel on her cell. She was so happy to hear my voice. I thought she was going to cry!

"There's something I really want to talk to you about," I said, "but I think it should be in person."

"Lunch?" Melissa asked.

"OK. Same place?"

"12:30?"

"See you there!"

I felt a rush of anticipation as I looked at my desk-clock. 9:18. That's a long way from 12:30, I thought to myself. I sighed and settled in to doing some work.

Noon dragged along, finally and I made my way to Amore's Italian restaurant. Back in the day, Melissa and I would meet at this place and stuff ourselves full of lasagna and then head across the street to the parking lot of the Home Depot. It was never busy on weekdays, so we would park somewhere remote and have "dessert" in the back seat of her Toyota 4-runner. As I reached for the door to the restaurant, I remembered fondly the feeling of the car's air conditioner pouring across the armrest into the back of the car as I grabbed her hair and raked my pussy across her lips and tongue. I opened the door and made my way to our booth.

I smiled when I saw her waiting there for me. It had been nearly a year since we last saw one another, or even spoke to each other for that matter. She looked wonderful with her red hair enshrining her porcelain face, falling off just at the shoulders. I went to her and hugged her tightly as she wrapped her arms around my body. She put a hand on my cheek and kissed me deeply, a gesture that wasn't lost on the table full of businessmen just to our left. We had long since stopped caring what people though of our displays of affection, however, and sat down in our booth, ignoring the curious stares.

We ordered our food and made idle talk for a little while. She asked about my boyfriend and I. I told her that we were very happy, and that we hadn't yet filled her spot in our bed. We talked about the kids and the new house and so forth for about 10 minutes or so. Soon, however the conversation turned to my 'big news.' "So," Melissa inquired, "what's the big secret?"

I swallowed hard and sighed. "Well, we got a new puppy in January. A chocolate lab," I started. "He's so beautiful and sweet. His name is Sammy." I fidgeted with my straw wrapper for a few seconds. "Anyway, one thing sort of led to another last month…" More fidgeting.

Mel gasped and grinned. "You FUCKED him, didn't you!"

I smiled and nodded. I'm sure I blushed, as I could feel my cheeks and forehead burn a little.

"You whore!" She laughed at herself as she realized how loudly she had just announced to the restaurant that I was a 'whore'. I laughed along and covered my face in pretend embarrassment. "How? When? Tell me about it!" She said excitedly.

I dove into the story of how it all got started and how I had joined this web forum and how I had really started to get into it. I told her about my little rendezvous with Hobbes, the Rottie in apartment 4c. In a hushed voice I continued to describe for her my training sessions with Sammy and how I really just needed someone around to talk to about it. She assured me that she had come to the right place.

We talked more about this new-found love of mine and swapped stories back and forth over our meal. The check paid, we made our way to our cars. She hugged me and asked, "What are you doing after work? I have something I think you should see…"

I told her that I didn't really have any plans, but that I'd have to make sure my Boyfriend was okay if I was a little late. She said that would be great and that she wanted me to come visit her at her new job. I wasn't aware that she even had a new job, but said that would be cool anyway. She said, "I'll send you directions in an E-mail when I get back to work. See you later!" And with that, she was in her car, grinning from ear to ear.

I wondered on my way back to the office if she had 'neglected' to tell me where she was working for a reason. The last I knew, Mel was a veterinary assistant at a clinic just south of my office. I shrugged it off and settled in to the rest of my day.

3:00 came and went. Then 4:00. No e-mail from Mel. I began to think, "typical flakey Melissa" when finally at 4:15, the directions came. I printed them out and waited for 5:00 to roll around. I think I was just very excited to see my friend again. It had been such a good lunch, and I really did miss having that intimate relationship with a woman.

I made my way onto the highway and looked at the directions. It wasn't far, according to mapquest. Only about 5 miles. When I took the service ramp off of the highway, I started looking for the address that was printed on Melissa's e-mail. 9114. And just below that, "You will know it when you see it!"

She was right. 9114 was a long, 1 story building just off of the service road with a long brown roof and a sign over the door in the shape of a boat. It read, "Noah's Bark". I slapped my steering wheel and let out a laugh. Someone actually let that woman work at a doggy daycare! The delicious irony! I walked in through the front door of the establishment and made my way to the receptionist's desk. From behind the doors I could hear barking of all kinds. I advised the woman at the front desk that I was a friend of Melissa's and was to meet her here. She told me to have a seat and that she would get her for me. Shortly, Mel emerged from one of the front offices and told me to come on in. She smiled and said, "What do you think?" I laughed and replied, "I think you have found your calling!"

She explained that she had gotten fed up with the politics at the veterinary clinic and had applied at this place instead. They hired her on as assistant manager and gave her the late shift, which really wasn't that late at all. They closed their doors at 6:00 and she was responsible for feeding the dogs and giving them one last check before locking up for the night. She leaned over her desk and said in a hushed voice, "The real fun begins once the doors are locked!"

Oh boy…

We talked and visited until about 6:00, when her door opened and the receptionist announced her intent to head home for the night. We told her to drive carefully and followed her to the front door, locking it behind her. Mel turned to me and smiled a truly evil smile. "Now," she said, "let's make our rounds." I followed her though the oversized doors that led to the kennel area. Of course, it was more like a hotel than a kennel. Each dog had it's own enclosure, fully furnished with treats, sleeping cushions, toys and food amenities. Mel walked from stall to stall collecting food dishes from each which she took to the back room to fill with kibble. "Feeding instructions are printed on each bowl," She said as she filled each with the specified requirements. "Take these." She handed me two bowls from her stack and pointed to the end of the food station. "They both take Purina dry." I filled the bowls and took them back down the hall to the appropriate stalls. We made the rounds until every one of the 35 stalls had clean water and a nice bowl of food. The kibble seemed to quiet the dogs, as the fevered barking had dulled to just a couple of yips smattered between the sounds of crunching and smacking.

"Now," Melissa said, "it's time to take inventory." Now, this sounded boring, but it wasn't. She told me as she went from stall to stall that there were a couple of things to look for on the clipboard for each dog. "You're looking for the letters 'MUA' on their bio sheet," She said. She grabbed a clipboard from a stall that had a beautiful white and black spotted Dane. She held it up and pointed with a smile. There were the letters, alright. "MUA." She winked and explained, "Male, Un-Altered." I smiled when I realized what inventory was really all about. Finding which of these dogs was a candidate for a little after-hours fucking! We continued our inventory rounds.

The final count was 11 MUA's. Two of them were poodles, and one was a cocker spaniel. One was a terrier that wouldn't stop barking for Jesus himself. That left 7. One Great Dane, three Labradors, one beagle, one rottie, and one large Sheppard mix. Melissa took my hand and led me to the front of the building. We looked in the parking lot for a few seconds just to be sure we were still alone. She led me by the hand back to the food station. She dropped my hand and peeled off her shirt. She un-fastened her bra and let her beautiful tits out. God, how I had missed her! She looked at me as she unbuttoned her jeans and said, "Well…? Come on!"

I didn't even think about it. I stripped off my shoes and pulled my dress slacks off. I took off my blouse and bra and before I could even blink, I was standing in the back room with Mel completely naked. She walked to me and put her hand behind my neck. She kissed me so deeply and pressed her body against me. Her skin was white hot and felt wonderful against my body. She pulled her head away and smiled. Melissa walked to the end of the table and reached underneath. From there, she extracted two white aprons. One, she threw to me and the other she donned herself. "You'll want to wear that," She said. "It's perfect for this task as you can clearly see!" She turned herself around and modeled the apron by showing me that her naked ass was sticking out the back while her front was safely protected by the apron. Very clever, I thought. "Let's go."

I followed her down the hall, our footfalls barely making a noise against the slick concrete floor. She walked to the stall that held the great Dane. He jumped up on the half-door and his massive paws rested there as Mel petted his giant ears and neck. She put her head next to hers and rubbed his face back and forth. "This one is mine!" She said as she removed the latch to the monster's stall. She stepped in and shut the door behind her. "Watch and learn."

I did indeed. The stall door came up to Melissa's tummy. Her large white breasts jutted out from behind the apron as she leaned over the stall door. She looked backward over her shoulder and gave her beautiful ass a pat. She didn't even have to say a word. The next thing I knew, the head of the Dane appeared along side of hers. I moved closer to the stall so that I could watch. Mel arched her back and jutted her ass backward toward the Dane's cock. He nearly fell down as the tip of his massive cock found her pussy. She closed her eyes and smiled. She cried out, "Oh, FUCK it's IN! Yes! Good boy!" The Dane was humping like mad, his massive head resting on her shoulder. Melissa dipped her head and grasped the top of the stall door in white-knuckled fervor. I watched with amazement as this brute of an animal absolutely owned my friends pussy. It was so damned hot. I watched as Mel's eyes widened and knew that the Dane had shoved his knot into her. She let go of the stall door and fell to her knees. The Dane toppled down on top of her and tried for a moment to free himself from her hole. She would not let that happen though, and she grabbed his huge front legs and held him in place. She looked up at me with a squinty kind of smile and said, "OK. Get busy, girl. There's six more to service before we leave!"

My pussy was so wet. I walked three stalls down to one of the Labradors. This was familiar territory, so I figured I'd start here. He was a beautiful 2-year-old black lab named Goliath. He was very sweet and jumped up on his stall door to greet me. I opened the door to Goliath's stall and stepped in. In one corner of his room, he had a mid-sized doggy bed. I grabbed the cushion and knelt down on it. I bent over and called Goliath to me. He sniffed my naked ass and licked the insides of my thighs. His tongue was warm and wet against my legs and caused me to shiver as goosebumps raised on my arms. I patted my ass and called him forward. He circled me a couple of times before figuring out what I was asking of him. Finally, he settled behind me and raised himself up. I reached back immediately and grabbed his cock from between my legs. I felt his grip increase as he humped my hand. I was a pro at this by now, and quickly lowered my ass to line my pussy up with his pink rocket. He got it in a little ways but stopped. I realized that he couldn't really get going because he was halfway stepping on his doggy bed. I cleared the bed out from under me and tried again. Goliath immediately rose up and grabbed my hips. I didn't even need to guide him in this time, as he quickly found the spot and started humping. I let out a small cry as his knot swelled and he began shoving it in and out of me. It hurt a little at first, but it was a remarkable feeling. I heard Mel down the hall having her first orgasm. Goliath's strokes began to calm and his tongue came out of his mouth. I could hear his pants in my ear as he finally stopped humping and rested there with his knot in my pussy. I knew just as Mel had that this was my chance to get mine! I reached between my legs and began rubbing my clit. As always, it did not take long. Just as I started to shiver from the initial wave of my orgasm, I heard Melissa's voice from above me. She had finished with the Dane and without my even noticing was standing at the door to the stall. "Good boy!" She said. I looked up at her loving face with it's beautiful smile and let out a long gasp. I came hard just as Goliath pulled his knot out. It was wonderful. Goliath moved to a clear area of the stall and stood with his huge cock spilling cum all over the floor. I got to my knees and felt about a quart of fluid gush from my pussy. LOL. I'd never experienced that before.

We made two rounds that night. Each round ended with me fucking and sucking the Sheppard mix and Mel fucking the beagle missionary style. I was fascinated by this position because I had never thought to try missionary with my Sammy. I think I will have to try it now.

We closed the doors to our respective stalls at nearly the same time. We walked back to the back room and removed our aprons. "You know what I love more than anything?" Mel asked.

"What?"

And with that, she backed me up against the food table and made me hop up. She pulled my thighs apart and knelt in front of me. Mel smiled from between my legs and said, "I love the taste of doggy love mixed with the taste of pussy!"

I smiled big as she jammed her tongue deep into my hold, fishing it around like a snake before taking it out and caressing my pussy lips with it. My pussy was already swollen and aching from having beat off three times. Not to mention the 7 knots I'd had in the last hour. But Melissa knew me better than any girl in the world. She knew just how to be gentle enough, and rough enough to make me cum one last time. I perched myself on my elbows and watched her as she masterfully guided her tongue back and forth, first licking, then sucking. Then licking and sucking again. I threw my head back as my body began to tighten. I saw the fluorescent lights above blur for a moment and then come into focus again. Here it came! I raised my head and looked at her beautiful face. Those big green eyes staring right at me. My hair fell in my face and I bit down hard. I heard her groan as the fluid came out of me. Mel gave a short, muffled cough as the last little squirt of doggy cum came flying out of my pussy and into her mouth. One last seizure. My muscles clinched as the last wave of orgasm fell from my toes.

Mel stood up and put her arms around me. We kissed deeply for a moment and began to get dressed. We didn't say a word while we were doing so. The dogs were all quiet in their rooms. Some were licking themselves in a daze. The moment was perfect perversion.

I told Mel as we stood by our cars that it's too bad dogs can't talk. The referral business for this place would be off the charts! We laughed and hugged. As we went our separate ways, I had only a few minutes to bask in the night. I had to figure out whether to tell my boyfriend about this or not.

I still haven't decided.

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