Chapter 6: A Reconciliation

Valerie started coming over to see me and Ranger almost every day. Her job as a freelance editor gave her a lot of flexibility. She usually did her work in the morning so she could be here when Stephanie came from school.

That meant that Ranger was getting some at least three times a day. He liked to fuck me in the morning right after his first piss in the back yard. I would let him out first thing, before getting dressed, and watch him strut around the yard, lift his leg and mark his territory with his powerful blasts of urine.

I was so intrigued by this display of dominance that I developed a ritual around it. The first time the idea occurred to me, I let him back in the house and lay on my back in the submissive posture. He stood over me for a moment, sniffed at my crotch, and then moved forward to lick my face and give me his approving doggy kiss. After I received his tongue in my mouth, I leaned forward, raising my head, to taste the tip of his penile sheath. I put my tongue into the opening and tasted his pheromone-laden piss. The fur around the opening was still damp and the residue inside tasted strong, tangy and bitter.

I could feel the pointed tip of his hot dog-cock inside. My tongue flicked at it, causing it to advance and protrude from the small orifice. In a moment, I was sucking his cock and tasting a trickle of mating fluid. When he began thrusting, I rolled over under him into the mating position. He wasted no time; he was now adept at mounting humans and had no trouble hitting the target and plunging his hot red sex into me.

As I say, Ranger was getting at least three mating sessions a day, me first, in the early morning light, then Valerie, who usually arrived after lunch for a romp with Ranger, starting with hugs and kisses followed by passionate fucking. And of course the third one was Stephanie, whose arrival from school excited him the most.

Valerie and I would watch them play and tease each other until their passions could no longer be assuaged by anything less than the vigorous and vociferous breeding of Stephanie’s teenaged womb. No matter how how spent Valerie and I might have been from the orgasms our tireless alpha had given us, this never failed to enflame us as well, often leading to our tender lovemaking, using Ranger’s distraction with Stephanie as an opportunity to fuck.

This had been our idyllic way of life for over two weeks when one afternoon a turn of events threatened its existence. Ranger and Stephanie were tied, butt to butt, and Valerie and I were resting happily, naked and sated, when the phone rang.

“Do you know where Valerie is? She’s not answering her phone.” It was Brad.

“Yes, she’s right here. Just a sec, I’ll put her on,” I said.

“No, that’s okay; I’ll just come over. I’m at home. I’ll be right there.” He hung up.

Well, Valerie and I were able to get our clothes on in time, but it was with some effort that we finally got Ranger and Stephanie separated just as Brad walked in. Imagine the look on his face when he beheld his wife and father-in-law holding the dog he thought had been euthanized and his daughter getting to her feet, stark naked, with a river of dog cum pouring from her enflamed and gaping pussy.

At a little over 6 feet and 200 pounds, Brad was an imposing figure, but the shock on his face made him look a bit foolish until it quickly morphed into rage. “What the fuck!” he shouted. Ranger growled. Valerie and I grabbed his collar as he lurched forward.

Stephanie stepped between man and dog and put her arms around her father. “Don’t be mad, Daddy!” she exclaimed.

Brad looked like he was going to shove his daughter aside, but she quickly kissed him. He grabbed her by her upper arms and shook her off of him. “You disgusting slut!” he raved.

That’s when Ranger lunged out of our grasp. He landed on Brad’s chest, knocking him onto his back, and caused the back of his head to strike the floor sharply. He went limp, probably concussed, I thought. It was a good ting he didn’t move, because Ranger had him by the throat, growling. Brad opened his eyes and froze, seeing Ranger’s jaws around his neck.

“Just hold still.” I said. “Keep your arms at your side.” I kneeled next to Ranger and told him, “Good boy, Ranger. Easy now.” I stroked his head. He relaxed his jaws.

Stephanie knelt on the other side of Ranger and took his face in her hands and kissed him. “It’s okay, baby, the big bad man won’t hurt me.” Brad watched the dog kiss the girl’s mouth.

“Better stay on your back, Brad, show him you’re not a threat,” I advised. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. It shows him you’re being submissive. He won’t hurt you.”

Ranger turned back to Brad and licked his mouth, giving him a kiss, as if to say, “I accept your submission.” He then turned back to Stephanie and, with many kisses, began to playfully initiate pre-mating behavior, wrestling with her and licking hungrily at her wet pussy, still sloppy with his recent spend.

“Oh, Ranger!” she squealed, “Are we going to go again?” She rolled onto her back with him on top, his red cock fully extended. “You just can’t get enough, can you, lover?” she laughed.

“Are you okay?” I asked Brad, but he didn’t answer me; he was watching the sex play of the inter-species couple with growing incredulity and, I think, arousal, as they prepared to mate.

When he saw Ranger mount the kneeling teenager, plunging his cock inside her and thrust rapidly as only a dog can thrust, Brad groaned. I saw the prodigious bulge of his erection as he started to get up off the floor. I gave him a hand to help him to his feet and over to the couch, where we had an unobstructed view of the mating lovers.

“How can you let her do that, Rob?” he asked me. “She’s your own granddaughter for christsakes!” He sounded extremely angry despite his obvious arousal.

“How can you let her suck your cock, Brad? She’s your daughter!” I retorted.

Valerie had joined us on the couch, next to Brad, who was now between us. She grabbed the long, hard bulge in his trousers. “And why are you so fucking hard?” she demanded.

Brad clenched his jaw, his body tensed, and his face colored deeply, turning a livid red, whether from anger or shame, I couldn’t tell. Maybe both? Then he groaned and let his muscles sack, his head fell back onto the upholstery. An “Oh my god!” escaped his lips.

Valerie started undoing his pants while he lay there passive. Stephanie was making little happy squealing noises as her canine lover fucked the pretty girl, making rapid slapping sounds with his pistoning cock. Brad raised his head off the back of the couch to watch their mating as Valerie freed his standing pole and began to suck it, deepthroating it to the root.

I was impressed by the sight of it; Brad’s cock must have been eight inches long. And thick, too; an awesome cock indeed. No wonder Stephanie was obsessed with it, I thought. Not wanting to be left out, I opened my pants and began to stroke my straining six inches. Valerie reached over and, without missing a beat of her bobbing head, replaced my stroking hand with hers. That prompted me to reach across Brad to fondle Valerie’s soft breasts, tweaking her big, stiff nipples.

“Ayeee!,” Stephanie screamed, as Ranger’s knot crashed through her defenses into her cunt, triggering both her orgasm and the streaming of steaming hot dog cum. “I’m cumming!” she wailed ecstatically. Simultaneously, Brad bucked as his cock unloaded spurt after spurt of creamy man-cum into his wife’s hungry mouth.

How creamy? I found out a second later when Valerie shared it with me in a kiss. Compared to Ranger’s it was rich, thick, and slimy, almost clotted, although the flavor wasn’t that different, maybe less metallic. I savored it, enjoying both the cum and the lips that had delivered it.

Meanwhile, Ranger had dismounted and stood panting, butt to butt with Stephanie, who was moaning and grunting, her cheek pressed to the floor, as wave upon wave of hot dog-spunk flooded her young womb.

Brad tried to get up, pushing Valerie and me off of him. “What’s he doing? Somebody help her!”

We held him down. “Relax,” I said, at he same time that Valerie said, “It’s okay.”

“That’s normal,” we said in unison.

“It’s called tying. Dogs tie with their mates when they cum. When he’s finished, the swelling will go down and his cock will come out,” I explained.

“It feels amazing,” Valerie added. “Stephanie is loving it. I’m sure!”

“You should try it,” we said in unison. We looked at each other and laughed.

Brad sat up, pushing us aside, and said, “This is so sick! I can’t believe you’re going along with it!”

“Why do you let her suck your cock?” Valerie retorted.

“God only knows what else you’ve been doing with her!” I added.

He stared at me angrily. “What are you talking about, Rob! I tried to straighten her out! That’s why I wanted the dog destroyed...” He glanced at Valerie and then glared at me again. “You’re to blame for this! Why did you rescue that god-awful animal?!”