Birthday (2 page)

Rex hobbled on his hind legs to come close
to my upturned ass. His huge cock was swinging up and down. I moved
my ass to find the moving flattish tip of my boy's cock. Rex too
was searching for his mummy's pussy. We both soon were in perfect
alignment. Rex slammed his thick long cock in one thrust inside my
cunt. I screamed as I always did. Rex licked my face. His tongue
found my flaring nostril and licked it as he started to fuck me
with his usual frenzied pace.

I moaned as I felt his knot started to form.
I had given up on preventing his knot to come inside long ago. I
loved the painful stretch his knot created and the fucking was mind
blowing. I screamed again as Rex's knot reached its maximum size.
Rex managed to inflate to nearly eight inches circumference. Rex
started to cum and kept on cumming as he fucked me with super
speed. I moaned loudly. Rex powerful haunches slammed his long
thick pink cock in and out of my cunt I closed my eyes and let my
boy do the what he had been dong for over year and a half.

Rex fucked me and came all the while. I came
twice when Rex's rhythm became jerky. His knot was fully inside me.
My Rex had learnt not to turn around as dogs usually do. Rex stayed
on top of me. He licked me languidly. His hot cum stayed sloshing
inside my cunt. I moaned loudly. Rex had not finished. I waited for
ten minutes or so. Rex pulled out. He jumped down and licked my
cunt filled with his cum and my sex juices. Rex licked and lapped
all the cum and made me hot again with his wonderful tongue.

Rex jumped up again. I moved my hand behind
me between our bodies and put my hand on my pussy. Rex moved up
again and his jabbing cock hit my hand deflected up. Rex hobbled
and jabbed and his massive cock found my anus. I had Rex in my ass
many times but his brutal entry and frenzied speed fucking made me
scream every time.

Rex's cock found my anus and he hunched
forward and I screamed loudly. Rex buried his cock in one powerful
lunge inside my ass. I moved my hand and grabbed fistful of sheet
to put up with the initial pain. I bit on my lower lip. Rex's knot
inflated again. His hot cum lubricated my anal passage. I felt his
cock slide in and out more smoothly. I moaned as Rex fucked my ass
with amazing speed. His hot cum felt burning hot inside my
rectum.

Rex's long cock reached deep inside my
rectum. I came instantaneously and again and again as Rex's cock
pummeled my ass and his hot cum kept on squirting.

I thought his knot was getting bigger as Rex
grew older. I moaned into the sheet as another orgasm tore trough
my pregnant body full of hormones.

Rex fucked my ass nearly for an hour. His
erection never softened. I came and again and my body lost all tone
and power. Rex spurted more hot cum and buried himself deep inside
my rectum. I knew Rex and I were knotted for another forty-five
minutes. I would make myself cum again once I recovered by playing
with my clit. Rex's tongue found my face and nose. He licked me
lovingly and allowed his full weight to drop on my back. I loved
his warm body on top of me. I smiled as Rex moved his tongue inside
my nostril and my thoughts spanned back to last few years.

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Chapter 2

Summer of 1996.

My life was full and happy. I had a handsome
successful husband. My career after giving up public law office was
fruitful. I had four successful published books and a huge royalty
from them keeps pouring in. My husband, Tom, owned his software
business with turnover of 750 million dollars per annum. My son,
Joe [Jacob Thomas Watson] was six months away from his fifteenth
birthday and already just under six feet tall and three years ahead
of his academic year.

Tom, Thomas Jefferson Watson, my loving
husband and only boyfriend I have ever had died suddenly after a
trip in Amazonian forest of viral cadiomyopathy. His illness
started with fever and soon heart failure was evident. Before
doctors were any wiser he had multi-organ failure and was a
metaphorical 'vegetative' body on ventilator. Saying goodbye to the
man whom I met when fourteen and married six years later was the
most difficult thing to do. I lost faith in destiny, lost faith in
praying. I always was an agnostic. I also lost faith in hope.

Our house descended in despondence. Three
months later, our lovely Labrador, Goldie, died at ten years of
age. He missed his 'daddy' who never came back as he usually did
after vanishing for few days or weeks. Joe and I plunged into
despair, which was getting deeper and deeper.

I woke up one morning when I saw my son
leave for school without any breakfast. His tall lean frame stooped
forward under the weight of tragedy his mother could not handle. I
realised life won every time over death. Death was important
because it hurt more as you had to deal with it with no solution in
offing.

I held my son back from school. I hugged Joe
and cried. Joe cried with me.

My son was always very close to me. Joe came
to me when he noticed smegma under his prepuce ['mum look a this
smelly white stuff on me'], when he was six.

I had stopped showering him only few months
ago. I cleaned him and explained all about boys' penis, prepuce and
of course smegma. Joe always came to me with all sorts of grazes
and cuts. I had to 'kiss' them well every day until they healed
completely and the scars were invisible. One day I heard my little
boy scream in pain and I rushed into his room. Joe had caught his
penis in the zipper of his shorts. Thankfully he was brave to stop
and pull it down. There was a small laceration that bled a tiny bit
and stopped. I cleaned it and wrapped it in soft gauze. I had to
kiss it as always. Joe wore track bottoms until it healed. Joe
without any artifice expected his mother to kiss his 'sore' spot
every day. I kissed the healing spot for two weeks. It healed soon
but the discoloration took longer to vanish. I did feel that my
little boy had a big penis, much bigger than children of his
age.

Joe and I showered together until he turned
thirteen and grew taller than me. He became shy and I also had
become a bit self-conscious. My son had grown all over. His penis
had grown tremendously and was huge even at his tender years.

Tom was huge in every sense and our son was
going in the same direction. Tom was six feet and two. I had cried
when he took my virginity with his monster cock. He was
phenomenally big at nine plus inches. He was very thick to
boot.

Tom left a hole as big as my heart in my
chest. I filled it, at least tried to, with my son and his love.
Joe and I became very close. He took the role of man in our family
of two. We were very rich and I could run Tom's empire with some
help. I enjoyed the freedom of not making decisions at home. Joe
took that role. He chose the restaurants, he chose the cars, and he
chose the change of furniture. Joe grew into a man by the time he
turned eighteen. He towered over my five feet six inches of petite
but full voluptuous frame like a giant.

Joe would come into my bed some mornings on
weekends like he used to as a kid and we would sleep for few more
hours together.

I got another Labrador puppy on our
birthday. Joe and I shared the same day as our birthdays - 30th of
December. Only difference being, the yawning gap of quarter of a
century separating us, well nearly, twenty-four years to be
precise. Buddy brought the sunshine in our lives. I was brought up
with dogs in the house all my life. We had at least two if not more
labs in our house. I loved them. I could hug them as a child and
their quiet presence with me in park on my way to school and back
filled me with safety and warmth. I never felt lonely.

Buddy brought the catalyst Joe and I needed.
Joe galvanised into action.

Buddy like all my dogs was in our bed,
usually in Joe's bed. I worried as my son never dated. I never saw
any evidence of a girl in his life. Joe grew fast and by twenty-two
had met a girl-eventually. Jenny was beautiful and buxom petite
voluptuous girl. They decided to marry each other by end of the
year as Joe accepted a job in far away city instead of joining and
taking over Tom's business.

Buddy had canine lymphoma when five years of
age. We took him to the best vet centre. I read up and had his
cancer phenotyped. He had responded to chemotherapy. Around the
time Joe decided to move out Buddy's lymphoma recurred with
vengeance and his repeat chemotherapy gave him remission but
another cancer as well. Six months later he was riddled with
angiosarcoma. We put him to rest when his eyes asked us to do the
right thing. Joe had carried him up the stairs to his bed to sleep.
Buddy hated himself when he was too weak to get off the bed to
attend to nature's call. He did not move to eat but wagged his tail
and looked at Joe and me with love filled eyes, asking for
deliverance from meaningless existence.

I cried in my bed every night as my losses
accrued. I was losing Joe. I lost Buddy. Joe had become reserved. I
assumed and blamed his new relationship and his new job. I was
blind or short sighted- maybe both.

Joe brought a six weeks old St. Bernard
puppy that February, "This is my going away gift mum. Rex was born
on 30th of December. I would hope he would remind you of me some
times."

I hugged my son and broke into sobs. Rex
jumped all around us as we cried. He stood on his hind legs and
hugged both of our legs. Rex had become Joe's replacement, from
that day onwards. I never tried to train Joe as we did with all our
dogs. I relied on my bond with him. I was surprised that Rex
responded. Rex seemed to grow big by day. He was heavier every
week. I never put a leash on him. He never ran away on walks, Rex
never went for another dog. He stuck close to me. He reminded me of
my Joe.

Rex was with me every moment of the day. He
slept on my bed. He was in bathroom every time I visited it. He
watched me undress and he watched me dress. He would sleep with his
huge head in my lap when I watched television. Rex would sense my
mood even before I knew how was I feeling. His wet kiss ranged from
a gentle flick on my mouth when he felt I was hurting to full blown
saliva soaked licking when he knew I was happy.

Rex grew bigger and soon he was a 'man dog'.
I noticed his penis started to come out every now and then. I slept
nude more often than not. I was menstruating and Rex smelled the
feminine smell. I am one of those women who feel even as horny if
not more during their periods.

Rex sniffed and soon his tongue found my
pussy. I shrieked but kept still. I saw Rex's cock shot out of his
furry sheath. It was huge. He was as big as Tom and as thick. I was
mesmerised. Rex licked my pussy with his tongue erratically but
still made me cum in not time. My menstrual blood mixed sex juices
drove him mad and he licked with more purpose. I came again and
again. I saw Rex's huge cock throb and swing and he mewled, a low
soft cry sort of a voice.

Mother in me knew Rex needed me. I had no
idea how a human makes love to a dog but I loved Rex and I could
see his rock hard pink cock. I gently held it in my hands. I lay
down on my back and started to caress it with great care. The flat
tip of Rex's cock grew wider. His cock grew thicker. His huge balls
bulged at the bottom of his long shaft. His shaft a couple of
inches beyond his balls started to grow thicker and soon was two
inches thicker than my beloved Tom's cock, the only reference point
I had.

Rex hunched down on to my face. I without
thinking opened my mouth and Rex's cock shot inside. I closed my
lips around the pink shaft and let Rex fuck my mouth. Rex started
to squirt hot cum inside my mouth. The initial spurt was thin and
salty. After that Rex squirted thicker, very warm and salty-sweet
cum and kept on hunching for half an hour before slowing down.

I allowed him to decide when he felt he was
finished with me. Rex blew my mind when he lay down and licked my
mouth languidly. I hugged his neck tight against my chest.

I read up everything I could find about
dogs' penises, sex with humans etc. One great article from a lady
was like an authoritative treatise on the subject.

Rex and I made love for the first time three
months after that day of oral sex. By then we had become adept and
were great at giving and receiving oral pleasure.

I allowed Rex to penetrate me in 'doggie'
position in November of that year.

I screamed, nearly scaring Rex, as his huge
knot filled and stretched my cunt. I was fucked fast and furious
and came repeatedly. Rex fucked me for an hour and filled my cunt
with more cum than I knew was possible to produce. We remained
'locked' together for another hour Rex did not roll away from me as
described on the site but stayed on top of me licking me, kissing
me allover my face. Over ensuing weeks we fucked many times a
day.