Chapter 2: A Home for Ranger

In the morning I drove her home. She had slept in my bed, the first to do so since her namesake, a decade and a half before. In the early hours of the morning she roused me and we had fucked, making love like lovers do, and I had cum inside her tight teenaged pussy.

The first thing Stephanie did when we arrived at her house was to look for Ranger. When Valerie explained that Brad had taken him to the pound, she cried so piteously that I had to hold her in my arms to calm her. Valerie was alarmed at her daughter’s reaction, so I had to calm her too. “Don’t worry. I’ll go to the pound and adopt him. We’ll keep him at my house and you’ll be able to see him any time you want,” I told them.

“Oh, Dad, would you?” Valerie said. “I don’t know what got into Brad, but I couldn’t talk him out of it.” She smiled gratefully as Stephanie hugged me again. “But we can’t let Brad know. He wants him to be put down.”

It pained me to hear that, but I could understand it, after what he had seen. Stephanie had a stronger reaction. “I hate him! I want him to be put down!”

I soothed her once again, holding her in my arms with the memory of last night stirring my loins. Stephanie felt my stiffening cock against her leg and smiled at me. Her tear-filled eyes gleamed conspiratorially, a look I hoped Valerie didn’t see.

I had a little trouble at the pound because, “He hasn’t been processed yet,” whatever that means. But when I explained that I knew the dog as a member of the family, and after making a large donation to their foundation, I was able to take Ranger home. He had recognized me and appeared to be grateful.

I carried the food and toys Valerie had given me and he followed me into the house. He immediately began exploring, getting the lay of the land, I supposed.

He really was a handsome dog. He had a beautiful face with all the nobility of a German Shepherd, but darker and sleeker because of his Labrador genes. I admired his muscular physique as I watched him move about the place. He went back more than once to the couch and to my bed, sniffing and looking at me inquisitively. I realized he had detected Stephanie’s scent and wanted to see her. “You and me both, buddy,” I said silently.

Her scent must have excited him because the tip of his cock was protruding from its dark sheath. I couldn’t help thinking about how Stephanie had described it: it did look like cherry candy. I followed him back to the couch where he sniffed and then licked the spot on the floor where she had knelt when she sucked my cock. His cock grew bigger. I stared at it. It looked so exotic, red and shiny. I wondered what it felt like.

I knelt beside him and reached under him to touch it. My fingers grazed its underside; it felt unexpectedly hot. Ranger turned his head and licked my face, as if to encourage me. I laughed and gripped his cock, feeling its girth as it grew longer in my hand. He licked my face again. Imitating what Stephanie had told me, I opened my mouth and let his tongue enter. If feeling his cock hadn’t been arousing enough, tongue-kissing him made me feel extremely horny and eager to please him.

“Mmm,” I said tasting his saliva, “You like that, big boy?” I squeezed his cock and stroked it a little. He responded by turning and pushing me backwards onto my back. His haunches began a thrusting motion as he walked over me to lick my face again. I could see his cock beginning to drip as he moved up further, hunching his cock, until it was in my face. His warm doggy smell and his body heat assaulted me as I lifted my head to taste the dripping tip of his cock with my tongue.

Two thoughts accompanied the sensation of tasting his slippery precum: “This is so depraved!” and “This is what Stephanie loves.” Those thoughts and the decidedly sexual nature of the flavor and scent of my canine lover amped my arousal into overdrive. I wanted to be naked with him. I wanted my cock to be exosed too.

He was humping at my face and I tried to keep his cock in my mouth. His feet kept moving around, trying to find purchase to properly fuck my face, if that were possible, and we were both getting frustrated. So I put my arms around him and rolled him onto his back. I thought I’d be able to suck his cock if I could get him to lie still.