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That Princess Eleanor of Arundale, I fucked this afternoon was one sweet lady.
She'd welcomed me with so much enthusiasm and noise, we were warned by her Mummy
that the neighbours or other occupants of the place would get jealous and we
were quietened. The show Eleanor put on was tremendous and I showed my
enthusiasm once our Mummies had introduced us by trying to get at her
immediately. We were held up by the usual formalities and some money changed
hands, but it was immaterial to me, I just wanted to get on board and shaft the
white socks off her. Daddy finally took over thank goodness, my dick was lubing
like a water spout by then and I don't like it waggling all over the place. He
let me get at Eleanor, while our Mummies talked animatedly. Eleanor's cunt was
really wet and dripping with her juices and I could tell she was rampant and
ready for me. I had a good sniff all round her cunt, lapping her musky odours as
she widened her legs and displayed her tight little hole. I reckoned I was her
first, it was so tight and neat, yet she didn't show the usual virginal
reticence when I stuck my cock in and went at her like there was no tomorrow.
The others stood around, I heard Mummy saying I was a good boy, whilst
Eleanor's Mummy agreed, smiling and licking her lips as my Mummy always did.
They went inside after a while and I shunted Eleanor around a bit as I felt my
cum rising. I was well and truly locked in by now and no amount of
discouragement would have got me off her. Suddenly it all happened and I wanged
gallons of my jism up the pretty Eleanor's tight one and I shouted as usual when
triumphant.
I like the after-fuck. It's a time for rest and getting your breath back and
Daddy congratulated me and patted me. I told him to fuck off, I don't like being
touched when I'm still having my evil way with a female. He grunted and spoke to
her Daddy, who was rubbing his trousers. Eleanor whimpered when I pulled my cock
out as if I'd hurt her or something, but I put her right by giving her a lick
round her cunt. The way she came on to me again, sort of kissing and licking me,
I could have done it all again but Daddy stepped in and parted us and that's a
sure sign of some more plans for me. Great! I mean, I don't want to wear myself
out either and I had to stay fresh. The more the merrier and its brilliant when
Mummy and Daddy provide all the fucks for me. I don't have to go looking for it.
Being young, fit and black apparently helps. I'm always in demand and there's
loads out there queuing up for me to give them one. At my age it's cool to have
loads of girlfriends and to have them on a plate, well - what more can a guy ask
for? A nice nap in the Jeep going home preceded a pile of food and then a good
long sleep. It was hot and I stayed in the shade, but outdoors. There were quite
a few phone calls as always and after one, tempers got frayed between the adults
and I heard Mummy shouting at Daddy to go to hell, wherever that is. He stormed
out of the garden and revved the Jeep up and scattered gravel all over the
place. Mummy came out later with drinks for both of us and she sat in a lounger
near the pool.
She's funny when it's really hot, she takes a lot of clothes off and between
you and I she sometimes smells a bit ripe. It didn't bother me today, I was so
sleepy and dreamed on about Eleanor and if I'd see her again. She was so cute
and eager. My dick popped out and I while I like it to swell and air itself like
that, the sun was a bit fierce as I hadn't bothered to move my position. I took
care of it and heard Mummy sigh.
She watched me with a smile on her face. I knew she was pleased with me and
looked at her. However she didn't call me over and I carried on looking after
myself. I heard her sigh again and glanced at her. Her hand was inside the
triangular piece of material she wore. I could see her hand fidgeting, but I was
always mystified as to what the adults got up to. I watched Daddy doing
something to Little Mummy the other day that was very strange. He was licking
her where I often tried to, but I always got slapped and told off.
Mummy had been down in the field with my brother Ben at the time. Daddy and
Little Mummy both peered over the fence, which was the moment I thought I'd have
a rummage at Little Mummy's smelly bits. She had only just arrived, Daddy had
been as usual to collect her from somewhere. Its a place where everyone wears
the same clothes and she goes virtually every day - boring. I got under her dark
blue skirt, but she screamed and Daddy slapped me hard. I know, in trying to get
away from him, I tore one of her tiny white socks. She called me names but Daddy
seemed to make her happy as she smiled when he knelt down in front of her after
giving her a small coloured bit of paper which she put in her school bag -
weird! She never tried to eat it or anything.
Back to today, I slumbered on, every now and then I would hear Mummy whimper
and I'd open an eye to keep a check. She ignored me. Eleanor crossed my mind
again and I gave my dick some serious attention and the next thing I heard was
Mummy calling. I stared at her.
Barney, come here, good boy Come and see Mummy,' she said softly. I
raised my head, half interested, but it was fucking hot. What was she calling
for? Did she want to feed me, no way, I'd had my lot till bedtime. I farted as I
thought about the dinner I'd scoffed and she grimaced and shook her head, but
again she called, this time stretching out her hand.
It fucking ponged, the scent was something else. Much riper than her usual,
when she occasionally lets me rummage about, a touch longer than Little Mummy
does. But it was the same smell, on her fucking hand!
She offered, so I got up and sauntered over to her, the hand still beckoning
me. 'Hi Barney!' she chuckled. 'Who's a good boy then?' Mummy said patting my
smooth black head. 'You're my favourite boy you know,' she told me. All I wanted
to do was to lick her hand and she let me, but then she stuffed it back into her
bit of material and it was positively stinking and wet when I licked it again.
It was very tasty and she cooed as I feasted on her finger tips, all of which
had this funny red stuff on them. 'Like that Barney?' she asked pointlessly, it
was fucking obvious. 'Daddy doesn't like it any more,' she told me. 'He doesn't
like me any more and said it was my fault those nasty people aren't coming to
see us today.'
Her other hand had roamed up her body and was fumbling inside some sort of
hammock, up near where she spoke from. As I'd just about licked her fingers
spotless, I took a passing interest in what her other hand was doing, maybe some
more juicy stuff, you never know. She didn't offer anything to me and I didn't
get a whiff of new scents as she stroked this great pink balloon that had
slipped out from the hammock. Mummy moaned a few times then her hand went back
into the bottom thing and out it came and I jumped at her, making her giggle and
fall back into the lounger in my eagerness to get at the delicious morsels on
her fingers.
Her hand, the juicy one went on to the balloon as if she was protecting it,
but I was quick and leaned forward to lick it. Mummy gasped as my tongue rasped
her fingers and the balloon, which had a big bump on the end. 'Ooh Barney, you
naughty boy,' she chuckled. 'Little boys shouldn't do things like that to their
mummies.' But instead of pushing me away, she reached down and back came a very
smelly hand, but this time she stroked the balloon and pushed it at me. Well
what's a boy supposed to do? When you're faced with a nice squashy, soft, pink,
tasty, balloon, that's obviously meant to be slavered over, I did. For some
peculiar reason, each time I licked the bump, which was getting bigger, she
seemed to go into a daze.
Mummy's voice is quite fierce generally, but it was now almost a whisper, but
she wasn't trying to tell me things to do, but show me. She then got her other
hand smelly from the same place and - well it was amazing, she found this other
balloon near the first one and I had to lick them both. 'Ooooohhh!,' she moaned,
helping by pushing them together and I could nearly get at both bumps at once.
'Oh Barney you sexy beast,' she groaned. I didn't have a clue what she was on
about, but I was happy. All these words meant nothing, but she rambled on.
'You're not going to have a girlfriend this afternoon, you poor boy,' she
whispered, grasping my head and looking me straight in the eyes. What did she
mean? 'And mummy isn't going to have Daddy around it seems and these hot days
make me feel very lonely,' she added. I was eager to get back at the balloons
and tried to wriggle my head free, pushing and pulling. The lounger and her legs
were in my way, but I was leaning against her. Her body was hot and my cock
rubbed at her, so I thought why not have a little stimulation.
'It's almost as if you want to fuck me with all that pushing. You are
naughty,' Mummy groaned before sticking her hand down, but instead of putting it
back on the balloons, she moaned and I got this massive whiff of her scent. She
let me loose and I got down to investigate. 'Come on Barney, there's a good boy.
See Mummy's pussy, lick it ,go on its nice you'll see,' she told me. PUSSY? I
wasn't best pleased at the mention of such swear words and took a look around
the garden, but none of the scrawny little fuckers were around. What was around
was this gorgeous wave of smells and it was all coming from between her legs.
Not unknown territory to me generally, I knew where things were, even if it was
from fleeting rummages when she wasn't looking, but to be offered a rummage by
her when she was oozing juices and wafting all sorts of things at me was too
good to be true.
She was holding the material to one side and what looked like a hedgehog with
its throat cut was peeking out at me. If it was dead, it smelled better than
most defunct things and Mummy's fingers were flitting over it. The smell was
unmistakable, so I went for it. Mummy yelped as I took one huge swipe with my
tongue. The yelps became squeals as I dragged my tongue over it repeatedly. This
was one great cocktail, slightly fishy but an overpowering scent that was new to
me. Yes the smells I usually got from her and Little Mummy were derivatives of
this, but this was the source of an unstoppable fountain. The more I licked, the
more juice came out and she pulled the hedgehog apart showing me its innards. Of
course I stuck my tongue into it. Mummy screeched, scaring the fuck out of me,
but after a quick glance round, noticing she seemed rather agitated too, I dived
back in and she damned near fell off the lounger. I was fucking frantic by now,
having found this honey pot and as she got her balance back at the same time
trying to push my head into it, she grabbed me as I struggled to keep my feet.
Her hands slithered round me, grasping and grabbing at anything she could get
hold of. The next thing was I felt her hands on my cock. I sensed her sort of
pause then she levered me away. 'Barney, you've got a stiffy,' she gasped. 'I'm
not a bitch you know. It's me Mummy.' I knew it was Mummy , so what the fuck was
she on about, but I fussed round her as she seemed to need comfort and
attention, at the same time I needed to resume my drink at the delicious spring
between her legs. 'Gosh, I wonder Audrey. Could you do it with him?' said Mummy,
holding me still and peering at my dick.
Her hand was sticky and the friction on the red raw eight inches now
protruding from my belly, was not exactly comfortable. I yelped as she tried to
rub it. 'Poor Barney. Mummy didn't mean to hurt you, but its ages since I felt
such a big one,' she said, now lightly rimming my spouting dick. I felt her
hands roam under my gonads and she purred, cupping them. The last time anyone
did that was at Crufts last year, when some woman judge grabbed me there. They
all do, but that one hung on a bit more than others. I started to rut at her
hand, well its only natural when you're being stimulated. 'Shall I?' Mummy
chuckled. 'Yeah! Give him a try. Oh dear you evil cow.' The bitch pushed me away
and I fretted as she took the thing over the hedgehog off. She lay back on the
lounger and opened her legs calling for me. The hedgehog was still there,
looking much the same as I'd left it and not at all squashed like I thought it
would be with all her leg movement. I leapt up, but she guided me further onto
the lounger, my legs either side of her as she grabbed my cock. Mummy shuffled
forward, then paused and stuffed a pillow under her. I hated all these
interruptions but she pulled me onto her as I sprayed over her. 'Gosh you do
make a lot of lube,' Mummy told me, whatever that was.
With a final drag of my shoulders, I felt my cock being stuffed at the
hedgehog. Well I don't know much about cross-species breeding, but it was wet,
hot and smelt like one hell of a ripe bitch and I rammed at it. Fuck! My prick
shot straight in and Mummy groaned as I started to fuck her. 'Oh this is ever so
naughty Barney,' she cooed. My arse end was going hammer and tongs again, as I
remembered Eleanor had taken me easily earlier in the day, Mummy's head was
lolling around and she was so arched back my dick kept slipping out. It was
fucking annoying, but Mummy started to get frustrated too it seemed. She pushed
me off and I started to lick my cock as a relief. It waggled around as I chased
it, but I was rudely interrupted by Mummy who called. 'Barney, come to Mummy,
come on boy up here.' She was now on her hands and knees on the ground with
cushions under her. Her hand was waving me on. The hedgehog peeped from between
her legs and it was not something I could resist. The nicest part was that Mummy
looked like a bitch on heat now, I mean it was something I could identify with,
you know the poised, offered rump. No tail of course, but there again, us Boxers
don't have much tail to speak about anyway. As I walked up to her, Mummy's hand
appeared between her legs. I jumped and aimed to penetrate, feeling her hand
guide me. It worked a treat, novel and no wasting time, especially when some
flighty bitches play hard to get and I'm struggling to keep mounted as they
skitter about the yard.
Now I could fuck her and set to my stud duty as she lurched and whimpered. I
could feel her bucking back at me as she cried out. 'Give it to me Barney. Give
Mummy a good seeing to,' she called. 'Oh yessss, what a good boy,' she
encouraged me. I needed a touch of help, I mean she's a lot wider than the usual
bitch.
Mummy's rump took some getting over but I managed to get my legs wrapped
round to help the leverage, which she recognised and did everything possible to
allow me full flow. She screamed and yelped and shouted my name and for what
looked like a seriously sick hedgehog, bristly too, it was working some sort of
muscle and nipping my cock delightfully. She was a brilliant bitch and I
hammered at her as foam dropped from my muzzle. Those balloon things were
swinging about underneath her until she dropped her shoulders and squashed them
on a cushion. This raised her rump and I had a bit of a problem hanging on, but
my seed was rising now.
I increased the pace and she started to whine, just like a bitch. Suddenly
she jumped as my knot gained an entrance and I pumped my load at the bristly
tight one. 'Oh Christ,' she groaned. 'You've tied onto me Barney, I forgot about
that.' I spent into the hedgehog and stopped, my breath short and frantic as I
yelped in triumph. 'Yes I know Barney, you've done it, but how long have I to
hang around now, tied to you?' she muttered. I stayed put, as she was quite
comfy to lay on and she managed to shuffle and rest part of her body on the edge
of the lounger. 'Oh well, got all afternoon now your other bitch isn't coming,'
she told me.
I felt nips round my softening dick, but she didn't hurt it. Now and again
Mummy would budge a little and sigh as she felt me still locked in. I saw one of
her hands disappear under her and felt it feel round my cock. Then she started
to flick at it, well not at it, but near it. I just felt the odd movement on my
dick as she started to moan. Suddenly Mummy let out one hell of a yelp and grunt
and she lurched dramatically, making my dick slip out. I took a look at it and
licked it. It seemed OK as I lay down and dozed off in the sunshine.
Later I opened one eye and she lay on the lounger with her hand moving over
the hedgehog, as if she was nursing it, while her other hand sat on her
balloons. I thought maybe I'd fucked its wrong end the way she was stroking it
better, but she seemed content and there were groans or moans from it.
Mummy spoke though. 'Better than Daddy ever was Barney, you sexy thing, but
I'm not paying any fees. You're my stud from now on and the lovely thing is you
can't let our secret out can you?' she murmured. I was idly wondering if Little
Mummy had a hedgehog too.
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