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High Crimes and Misdemeanors
So, I'm standing there with lip-gloss in one hand and dog lead in the other when, suddenly, I feel something warm, soft, and wet resting against the back of my right calf.
"My God," I realize somewhat INDIGNANTLY. "That certainly isn't his NOSE!" The dirty old perv's resting the end of his cock up against the back of my leg! "I knew I should have put a restrainer on him when I let him in," I tell myself. "Oh well, I guess it's too late now!" It's hardly an impeachable offense (...and, actually, between you and I, I quite like it!...) but, it's certainly not the sort of thing to be encouraged on a first date. After all, he barely knows me!
So I pretend not to notice as I apply the final touches to my make-up. Glancing in the mirror out of the corner of my eye, I can see he's looking at my arse. "My God, what a liberty!"
"Get down!" I tell him in no uncertain terms. He looks quite CRESTFALLEN, the poor dear. "What's a girl to do, though?" "God alone knows what might happen if things were SUDDENLY to get out of hand!"
So I wag my finger at him and tell him he's been a BAD boy. He stares, dejectedly, down at the floor. All in all, it makes for quite a PITIFUL sight, really. I let him suffer in silence for a couple of minutes, making sure the message sinks in. After all, someone's got to maintain standards around here!
Looking down between his legs, I can see that it doesn't appear to have DENTED his enthusiasm too much, though!
One thing I do admire is staying power, so finally, I relent and lead him over to the mirror. Gripping his lead tightly, I pull him up on his hind legs. He's NICELY erect I see so I wrap the end of his lead around his cock and balls and hold him there so I can admire him. What a fine specimen he is - a full golden coat of downy hair and a nice cock and balls too! He's panting nicely for me by this time and his tail is wagging. And just the slightest hint of pre-cum is beginning to ooze from that adorable cock of his. Yes, he's a FINE specimen indeed!
"Stand in front of me," I tell him. He's nicely ERECT as he stands before me with his head hanging down meekly, so I let his lead drop to the floor and make him WAIT there for a while. He can smell my perfume as I stand close to him, and I just KNOW the dirty old perv is secretly eyeing me up, fancying his CHANCES!
Gathering up his lead from the floor, I attach it firmly around his cock and balls. "Come a little closer, darling," I whisper in his ear as I lead him over to the bed and sit down. He steps forward until his manhood is within touching distance of the tops of my thighs. "Do you like what you see?" I ask him softly.
"Mmmm," he sighs. He's completely ERECT by now and breathing hard.
His cock is just inches away from the top of my thighs, but he seems to know, INSTINCTIVELY, that he's not allowed to touch without my PERMISSION. He hangs his head and strains to keep his cock from falling into my lap. Yes, he KNOWS he's not allowed! What goes up, though, must EVENTUALLY come down and, before long, he's starting to lose the struggle. If it so much as touches me without my PERMISSION, he knows I won't be pleased! He starts becoming more and more agitated, concentrating hard and struggling VALIANTLY but, gravity can't be defied FOREVER.
"It's Ok," I reassure him, whispering in his ear. With a deep sigh of relief, he relaxes and, his cock nestles down on the top of my thigh. It's warm and soft, and I love it! "Good boy," I whisper in his ear. He lets out a long deep sigh of relief. He's breathing hard, and his heart is racing, but he's where he wants to be, I can tell. His cock is dribbling, ever so slightly, but that's Ok - he and I both know it! I let him rest there for a while - he's EARNED his reward!
"Stay, boy," I tell him as I lay back, making myself comfortable on the bed. He does as I say and, with a rather DOLEFUL expression, simply hangs his head and WAITS. "Good boy," I tell him as I reach for a magazine from the bedside table and lazily start to turn the pages.
"Ok, up you get," I say after a couple of minutes. He seems to know INSTINCTIVELY what is expected of him and CLAMBERS up EXCITEDLY on to the end of the bed, straddling my outstretched legs. He begins to STIFFEN visibly.
"Now behave," I warn him. He waits OBEDIENTLY at the end of the bed, as I leaf through a couple of articles. His member SWELLS and THICKENS, from time to time, and then SUBSIDES again, seemingly lacking any CONTROL whatsoever. I can't help but notice it, of course, out of the corner of my eye.
Finally, some twenty minutes later, I put down my magazine. "Ok, Fido," I tell him, "let's get you sorted out, shall we?" His ears prick up IMMEDIATELY and his member swells again as he sits BOLT upright in the BEGGING position.
"Does Fido want his reward?" I ask him. He nods, EAGERLY. "You've been such a good boy today - and so patient too," I tell him, pointing to my thigh and looking KNOWINGLY at him. He waits, EAGERLY, for my INSTRUCTION. "Ok, get on with it, darling," I say.
He eases himself up onto my thigh and starts to work himself slowly against it. He knows he mustn't press too heavily to begin with, but I can still feel his HARDNESS against my stocking covered thigh as he rubs himself against me. His breathing becomes faster and heavier as, slack-jawed and wide-eyed, he gradually PLEASURES himself against my thigh, all the while, seemingly OBLIVIOUS to anything other than the simple act of pleasing me.
In no time, his ministrations start to become more FRENETIC, and I can FEEL him GRINDING himself, more heavily, into my thigh. His breathing becomes labored, and his eyes start to BULGE. So much so that I start to become CONCERNED that he might be in IMMINENT danger of having a heart attack! It's not a good look, to have to call an AMBULANCE crew out with an old dead ‘perv' STUCK to your thigh!
"Not so fast," I tell him, "...calm down!" Somewhat RELUCTANTLY, he stops FUCKING my leg and does as he's told. "There we are," I reassure him. "That's a lot better, isn't it?" He nods and pants as he WAITS obediently, his chest heaving, on the end of the bed.
"Good boy," I say when he's finally had a chance to compose himself again. "Want some more fun...?" He nods EAGERLY, so I set him off again. Several times more, I bring him to the VERGE, and several times I cut him off just in time.
"Good boy," I say, finally. "Now this REALLY is it...this time, I want to see a really big EFFORT from you, UNDERSTAND?". He nods and, with renewed VIGOUR, sets off again. In no time at all, he's on the verge of exploding again.
"Good boy, ...good boy," I smile as he approaches his CLIMAX. He looks up at me, eyes BESEECHING me to give him PERMISSION to shoot his load all over me. "That's it, boy, ...THAT'S IT!" I shout as he arches his back, ready to EXPLODE. "Do it ...NOW!", I yell. He bucks his hips and shoots UNCONTROLLABLY, cum spurting absolutely everywhere. It lands all over my skirt and the tops of my thighs; some of it even goes up my back. My knickers are completely DRENCHED and I'm SOAKED in it but I love it!
"My God - what a FILTHY fucking dog you are!" I exclaim in mock ANNOYANCE as he collapses exhausted on the end of the bed. He knows, from the tone in my voice, though, that I'm not displeased with him. Far from it, I simply love it and can't get enough of it...!
"Well done boy, ...well done!" I praise him. With that, he curls up happily on the end of my bed and goes to sleep...
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