Chapter 11

Ester woke up the next morning, covered with the soft, downy spread that covered her bed. Slowly she opened her eyes and found Henry staring at her.

“Well, did you have a good time? Did you learn anything?” He flopped on the downy pillow next to her, resting his head in one hand, using an elbow as a prob.

“And just what is that supposed to mean?” she asked.

“You know what I mean. I watched the whole thing and I must say, I’m truly astonished how just how long it took to get to the doggy mating. Did you and Cynthia have a good time before the ‘main event’?

She blushed a bright red at the mention of the union between the two of them.

“That wasn’t why I went down there, and you know it.”

“Yes, I do know it, but what a wonderful show it was. I never realized two women could please each other is such a fashion. I’m glad to know you enjoyed it.”

“But ... I didn’t do anything! It was all Cynthia, I assure you.”

“As I said, I know. Remember, I’m watching as she goes down on you and you seemed to enjoy it immensely, too.”

“Well...” the redness returned to her face, only darker.

“That’s what I thought. Now, about the mating...”

“It was amazing! I’ve never been fucked so hard and for such a short time. I have no idea of how long it took, but whole ride was simply amazing. Feeling that dog’s cock enter me was an experience I want to have again.”

“In total, I’d say it lasted just over 5-minutes.”

“Well, it sure seemed longer to me.”

Reaching over to her, Henry began to massage her breasts, tweaking her nipples and causing her to moan just a bit.

“Don’t stop,” she told him and reached between them, finding his lower body already exposed and his cock a raging pole, ready for her use. She pushed the spread down to the edge of the bed with her feet and climbed on top of him, reaching down and guiding his ‘missile’ into her ‘silo’ and moaned out loud with each downward movement until the whole thing was encased in her body, they she sprawled out on his chest and just laid there for a moment or two, enjoying the feeling of that hardness inside her.

“Now, that’s more like it,” he told her, as he kissed the top of her head.

“I know. I love the feeling and will never get tired of it. Rocky/Oscar may have had his way with me but he didn’t fill me up like you do,” and she ended with an amazing kiss, which he readily returned.

Once they were dressed and sitting at the kitchen table, having and afternoon meal, Henry got up and called Cynthia.

“Hello, Cynthia. I was wondering if you’re available tomorrow afternoon. I have something I’d like to discuss with you.”

“I’m always here. Would an earlier time be alright with you?”

“Let me ask Ester. Be right back,” he put his phone on hold and turned towards her.

“She wants to know if she can come earlier,” he told her. “OK with you?”

“Fine with me.”

Taking off the hold he answered, “That’s fine. What time do you want to come over?”

“Whenever you’re available is fine with me. I know you’re retired but not sure of your daily schedule.”

“9 sound OK to you?”

“Not a problem at this end.”

“Good, see you then,” and he disconnected.

They finished cleaning the table and retired to the porch, as the weather had cooled and it felt rather ‘Spring-ish’, which suited both just fine.

“I meant to ask ... do you have anything planned?” Henry asked her.

“You mean other that screwing you? Not really,” she laughed, leaned forward, and planted a kiss on his lips.

By 9:30 the next afternoon they all sat around the dining room table ... Henry, Ester, Cynthia, and Fay had also joined them.

“Damn,” Fay said, “I do wish you had recording capabilities on the web-cam of yours. I would’ve loved to see that footage,” after she’d learned of Ester’s mating with Oscar. “I’ll bet it was truly wonderful. Damn,” she repeated.

“The footage before that wasn’t too bad, either,” Henry added and Ester joyfully punched his arm.

“OK,” Henry started. “We need to get down to business. First on the agenda, Cynthis, would you like to be a part of our ‘training team?’”

“Training team?” she asked.

“Oh, forgot to mention it. I’m planning to start a training camp here with the sole purpose of training dogs to mate with their mistresses. I’ve already talked it over with Ester and Fay and, after witnessing your time with Rocky/Oscar, I think you’d make a great trainer. After all, look how long it got you to ger Ester mated with him. Wouldn’t you agree, Ester?”

“Yes, I think so,” came the reply.

Fay joined the.

“I need a bit more information, if you don’t mind, Henry.”

“Oh, sorry. Cynthia is the former owner of Oscar, who she called Rocky, thus the Rocky/Oscar notation from earlier. Ester is the real discoverer here. Rocky/Oscar used his talented tongue to introduce her to the joys of doggy love.”

“You mean...”

“Yes, he means that Rocky/Oscar tongued me to some amazing orgasms with only his tongue and nothing else. Truly an introduction to what was to come later,” Ester replied. “The rest of the introduction came a couple days later and you’ve already heard that tale, so no sense in repeating it.”.

“OK,” Fay returned. “I understand that but what has the got to do with Rocky/Oscar?”

Cynthia now joined the conversation.

“He was my dog first and I had him trained to pleasure me in my times of need. It turned out to be one of the best things I ever did. After his trainer was killed in an accident at the kennel, he owned it was up to me to take over. Now, he was well-trained from the beginning but he still needed encouragement from time to time, so used whatever I thought would get his attention...”

“ ... using jellies and peanut butter, right,” Fay finished.

“Yes, and it worked. I shaved myself to make the application easier and a lot less messy for him and he took to it right away. As soon as he was finished with whatever I used, he’d stick that long, wet tongue inside me and I’d go absolutely berserk. The orgasms were beyond description.”