Chapter 1

I was beginning the second mile of my run, when Tyson got loose. I'd stumbled on a stone or something, and was struggling to regain my balance when he pulled the leash from out of my grasp. Tyson is a well-muscled, Great Pyrenees mix. I took off after him just as he entered the woods about an eighth of a mile in from the jogging path.

The light was filtered and the semi darkness made it difficult for me to follow Tyson. Thankfully he was a light-colored dog. I ran after him as quickly as possible, but succeeded only in keeping him just within sight. After several minutes of running I came into a clearing. I was surprised by what I saw there. There were two other dogs in the clearing. One was a wolf hybrid and the other was of indeterminate breeding, a mutt. The two dogs were fucking.

Well, I'd never seen a dog screw before and decided to watch from the edge of the clearing. Tyson circled around the two then became decidedly aggressive. The mutt was only two-thirds Tyson's size. It became apparent his presence was no longer welcomed, so the dog took off and stopped at the other side of the clearing. Tyson and the bitch began sniffing around each other, then Tyson mounted her. I stood there fascinated when I realized my twat was aching. So, I sprawled on the ground with my hand between my thighs and my chin resting on my other arm so I could continue watching the dogs.

My fingers rubbed through the spandex pants I wore and I ground my hips against my hand. It'd been a few months since I had broken up with Dexter and moved to Raleigh. I tried to staunch my needs with regular diddling and the shower head. That was a god send. I'd stand with my back against the wall of the shower and turn the shower on full stream, then I'd set the nozzle for the most concentrated flow. I'd spread my legs a bit and allow that intense spray to hit my clit. My other hand would play with my nipples while my legs became more and more shaky. Soon I'd have the most rewarding orgasm. It'd do for a while, but I was up to four times a day getting myself off and would be soon looking for a partner.

I had been concentrating so much on the display before me I hadn't noticed someone else enter the clearing. I heard a twig snap not far to my right and I started. I ceased manipulating my crotch, but was reluctant to remove my hands from it's nest. A couple had entered the clearing and seen me. My face was flushed I'm sure from the recent excitement, but I believe I was blushing, too.

They smiled at me and the female, a tall, coffee-colored girl with dread locks whispered something to her companion. Beneath the tank top he wore, I could see he was nicely muscled. He had blue eyes and very curly brown hair. She was shorter than him by just about two inches. He smiled, looked me over, and then shook his head up and down. I could only guess what was passing between the two of them. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, white square packet which confirmed my suspicions. Well, I'd never done anything like this before, but I shook my head yes and started to stand.

He didn't say anything as he covered the distance between me and them, but he knelt down in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. The little white package fell to the ground and I could see the outline of a ring through it. I looked up at the woman to see what she was doing. While bringing the straps of my top over my shoulders, he planted his lips on mine. They were very strong lips and full, I responded with a fervor which surprised me at first. His companion dropped to her knees about an arms length from us and watched. While his hands were roaming my body, stroking my nipples, smoothing my flesh, I let my hands fall immediately to his crotch. It'd been a while since I'd gripped a nice firm dick in my hands and I wanted to get a feel for what I could look forward to. The bulge I fondled, filled my hand. I looked into his eyes and could see the depth of his pleasure. The surface of his eyes rippled like swells at the edge of the sea each time I squeezed him. Eventually his tongue found its way over my skin and he was licking me like a child would the frosting bowl.