Chapter 3

And that being that the times I’d been involved in this all, it was always having to search around for what would work perfect for lineup, comfort, etc.!

Well I had certainly solved all that with a perfect solution, I built a breeding settee.

I found an old Ottoman someone had wanted to get rid of at a garage sale or something of that nature, took it home revamped it a bit, and walla the perfect breeding settee.

She just looked at that and back at me and said:: “Now just what are you showing me?”

So I explained to her how I’d made it and made it, in fact adjustable legged, so that it could be raised or lowered, for the woman’s comfort, and for the males as well.

After her own daughters encounter, I wanted something that was built for none other than this very purpose.

It was very much cushioned and I put new fabric over it, and made it soft and yet firm enough, that one wouldn’t sink to much when sitting or leaning or laying on it for that matter.

She just looked at me and said: “You mean you made that for this and this only?”

I of course told her well not really it is a great item to just sit on and have in a room for such; but yeah it’s true design and build was for this very thing.

The usual I’ve got to try it thing set in, she sat down on and was saying how it was very comfortable and a great thing to just sit on.

I just then said: “Well why don’t you get undressed, and I’ll take Big Boy and get him ready for action.”

She just sits there enjoying the feel and softness of the breeding settee.

I get Big Boy to follow me, stopping first to get a pair of booties that I’d bought.

And knew they’d come in damn handy after seeing how well they worked when daughters adventure happened.

So I have him in the living room, and get him dressed with his booties, over both his front paws, and hind ones, as he prances about getting used to the feel of this new way of things.

Then we go back into the bedroom, find her now naked, and laying on her back with feet off the seat, legs spread apart!

As I and Big Boy get a look at what was going to be a major chore to accomplish everything tonight, And that was her nice tight twat.

Of course the fact she had nothing more than mere bean pole like legs, which were a full indication she was, and has always been a very skinny woman.

I guess some people are blessed or even cursed with such a body, and she sure as hell had always been that her entire life.

But what really mattered most in all this is that her pussy like her body was, small, and tiny, in itself.

Even laying there more or less on her back and half sitting up on her elbows on the settee and legs spread open, in a good wide open position, her pussy lips still clung together.

She has that type of mound, that sure there’s the swollen labia part of it, but she had a that thin set of lips attached to that, with the crown of her clit right there above them.

I just leave her and Big Boy there together for the moment, went to the closet and got out the Lounge back support and took it to her, and said put this behind you and lay back on it and get comfortable.

Well that done she just looks up at me and says; “Damn I could fall asleep like this”!

Sleep surely would be something she’d get afterwards, but it was going to be slow and tedious till then.

She was sort of in a mood a woman gets in when she is fully ready for pleasure.

But she was more into the comfort of the seatie and being supported by the lounge pillow.

That soon began to change when I led Big Boy right up between her legs, his huge body seem to tower way above her tiny thin one, that made it damned obvious this was not going to be easy at all.

So I had her get up, and then adjusted each front leg of the seatie higher up and re-pinned the legs into place.

And she sat back down again now saying you very ingenuous son of a bitch how did you do that?

Then getting back into her position and opening her legs wide, I led Big Boy right up between them now with perfect aim with his snout to have him neither bend down nor have to reach up to lick her!

It was then that the nervousness sat in with her, As she realized that his huge body was making her look so tiny and insignificant.

The very awkwardness of the first time for them was very much into play, since outside of his having sought out the perfect moment to lick her pussy standing up, it was all different to him now, with her openly laid out on her back before him for it this time!

And her alike not really knowing what to expect, or what was going to happen herself.

But nature certainly took it’s course as Big Boy sniffed the air, getting that fine smell of a human woman’s aroused scent, and he just did that, a few times moving his head around trying to figure where this was coming from.

At that point there was no foreplay like a human male would most likely do, it was his pure animalistic instinct that made him close his head in closer, and closer, and seeking out that scent of arousal and it’s source.

As she lay there shuddering with fearful desire and need and then, BAM it happened.

He snaked his long, overly thick tongue out, and licked right from her ass to over her clit.

She then and there shot her ass up and cried out: “Oh My God!”

His huge tongue retracted from its target, her clit was now hard as a rock, glistening from his tongues wetness, as was her now quivering cunt lips.

Then the pause was over, as he once again lashed his huge tongue right back out, and over her entire cuntal mound, and raked it up along it’s entirety, as her head tossed about, and her hands gripped like hell, at the lounge pillows arms and her ass, shot up like a rocket from the seatie and she gave out another cry of it happening!

His huge tongue retreated back and leaving her there gasping and twisting her thin small body, as she was coming back down from the licking experience.

This went on several more times as she’d go crazy and cry out; “Oh it’s good!”

Only to be left there in total hanging, when he just pulled his tongue back, and was sampling her taste.

But as if now satisfied that he wanted more, he licked that huge tongue out now repeatedly over her entire mound filling even the area between her inner most thighs and mound area as well, leaving it every bit glistening from his wet tongues raking over it.

She was thrashing wildly about her ass flying up, and now staying that way, as her head swung back and forth, and her cries of how how good it was, getting more, and more closer together.

Big Boy just began to really lick at her pussy as she had her ass raised in the air and twisting her hips wildly about as he began to assault that pussy good and proper.

The whole time her screaming out: “Oh it’s so good” followed with loud cries of “Oh my clit is throbbing from his tongue!”

Nothing as yet had happened with his tongue except raking it over her entire cunt area in one long torturous lick after another.

Her cunt lips were very wetly covered now, splayed strikingly out, against her swollen labia, and his tongue was forming right to it all, raking through that exposed sensitive area as she was going absolutely crazy with the intense pleasure, that semi rough dog tongue was giving her!

And more and more he licked faster, and faster, and faster, sensing that there was no doubt her womanly juices were starting to appear from somewhere deep within, he was licking his best over, and over, trying to get more of it.

He began to use an alternate way of licking her, by raking over her entire pussy in one long and now fast manner, then trying to drive his huge tongue into her tight pussy, but only the very tip of it could even accomplish anything except to spread her lips out tightly to it as it barely drove up into them.

The whole time now she was bucking and rocking wildly, swinging her upraised ass, and hips like a mad woman and crying out; “Oh He’s Trying to Get It In Me!”

Big Boy was trying to do just that, because he was now setting in, to try and drive his huge thick tongue into her pussy, but she was just so damn tight!

It just wouldn’t succeed as yet.

But he sure was getting a bit deeper, and deeper, now though still not having fully gotten that tight as hell thing opened enough to drive his huge long tongue where he wanted to.

And she began to scream out herself, that she was being stuffed, and opened up, and stretched, and was absolutely now crying out, that it felt so rough and so big and she damn sure was now wanting more of it!

Poor Big Boy was about trying to break his tongue muscle, trying his damnedest to shove it into such a tight hole.

Yet was absolutely forcing it to go as bit by tiny little bit it dug into that tiny tight pussy, the lips splayed out, along his tip tightly stretch taught, at just the very tip working into it.

Making her go even more crazy as she screamed out; “Oh Its stretching Me to Much, OH its so rough!”

It was at that moment I knew it was time to step in on this, and either stop him altogether, or some damn how help him get her pleasured to the hilt, with his huge tongue.

I sat down there on her side and said: “Do you want him to stop?”

She just cried out: “OH it’s so Good but his tongues to rough and Big!”

I then just looked down to see that his huge tongue was curling up, the tip of it now nearly sinking through her cuntal opening entirely, knowing he had stretched her at least that wide open, to take that much of his huge tongue.

But her lips looked like they would absolutely rip apart, and explode, they were being so damn stretched apart by his huge ass driving tongue.

And her clit was surely fairing none better since he had that thing jerking all over at the top of her lips, as he tried his damnedest to shove more, and more tongue up into her!

Finally it was happening he was getting just a bit further each time, she was shaking all over and her legs thrashing, she was now getting the full feel, of what it felt like to have a tongue that damn big licking out her tight pussy.

I really wished I had thought this all out more, had I truly known it was going to happen, I sure as hell would have borrowed a much smaller sized male to pleasure her.

But this was the moment and truth, the reality that she was trying her damnedest, and he was to to get that huge thick as hell tongue up into her, even two or three inches!

She was absolutely now screaming out how much more to big it was, yet she continued on, trying herself to drive her pussy towards his tongue, each time it tried to sink deeper, tunneling her open enough to take the full of it’s length and thickness.

Finally succeeding in having one hell of an orgasm, she soaked his tongue good, but all he got was barely more than that huge tip up into her!

Once he was satisfied that he’d gotten all the nectar from her he could, he stopped licking, she just fell to the seatie, and was breathing heavy as hell, in a world of total and complete pleasure.

Oh she’d been pleasured alright but she now wanted more, and after the last encounter and her trying her best, and Big Boy trying to do his best to tongue her good and deep but that just couldn’t happen!

That nights pleasures ended she finally got up and put pajamas on and we went back into the living room.

Now she was cuddled up against me her head on my shoulder totally contempt and damn well satisfied.

I took her and him back to her daughters the next morning, and her daughter gave me the pinky and thumb signal to call her.

Oh she pried and pried to get information from me, as I ask her where her mom was, she said her Mom and him went right to bed.

And damned if both weren’t snoring!

I finally told her that all her mom got was short licking, that his tongue was just to damn big for her.

Which made daughter snicker, saying oh hell I forgot all about how mom don’t do anything like this at all, and we ended our conversation.

Some weeks went by and nothing much in the way of anything happening at all though she seemed a bit more open talking about it with me more.

And I expressing to her that what she really needed was a way smaller male dog to perform this task.

So the search was pretty much on now to find her one that could compatibly mate with her and give the full experience of a good tongue.

I as yet had not seen this dog, though asking her daughter about it, she said he was damn sure just that, an absolute ugly as hell Mutt.

Evilly snickering and saying; “Oh I know why she got that him!”

Hell yeah I know why and so do you!

Dammit I want you to call me when she comes over there, and I know damn good and well she’s going to do just that!

Because she is just to damn scared to do it herself.

Well again here we went with this coming back to surface and I finally told her if I found a chance and some way I would call her. That seemed to satisfy her as she hung up.

Well sometimes things have their own way of working themselves out, when she calls me one morning bright and early and says: “Guess What?” And went on telling me that someone in the small town she lived in, had a mutt to give away to a good home.

And she’d gone over the other night and looked him over, and was getting him in a few days when they were leaving town.

A couple days later she gives me a call again.

This time to tell me she has this mutt now, and that indeed his name was Mutt Mutt pretty fitting a name for Mutt I guess.

Two days after that she calls me late one evening and says I and Mutt Mutt are coming over, so get the alcohol ready and the You Know What!

I tidied up a bit all around the house, and the breeding seatie since it had become more a throw things on, than what’s it true intended use was.

I then put the lounge pillow on it, and had everything set up, as I hear her car pulling into my drive way.

Hearing two car doors open, and close, soon a knock at the door and there before me is the Mom and this Mutt and believe me he was a Mutt.

The poor dog looked like he had a stew pot of genes, all thrown off into his ass, but no doubt he wasn’t even half the size, of what Big Boy was.

He had a semi long snout, with wire hair all over it, grey in places, with white and brown seemingly collided together making him look a more dark cream color.

And no doubt he had plenty of short wire hair all over his body, and looked like he was just this and that body wise.

He even had a wire hair tail cast with this same colliding colors, making him look ever more way a Mutt than anything else.

She just leads him into the house of which he was indeed a well mannered dog, and sat obediently, at her feet as she planted on the sofa, and just looked about laying there with no concern in the least for what was going on around him.

After settling in a moment and she says;”He’s a really good dog, and minds really well and is very much house broken.”

So small talk out of the way and greetings done, I ask her what sort of drink she’d like, and she said make what I had the last time I was here.

I make her a rum and coke grab a beer for myself, and return and she sipped on her drink, making small talk once again, feeling truly I guess relaxed.

This went on as she consumed several more mixed drinks, was loosening up and at last then said; “I’ve brought my over night bag, and Mutt Mutt and I are staying over tonight!”