Repost: It's good to have a dog around.

Having a dog is great.
Published: 2021-08-25 Author: Hao Haiyo Popularity: 9377
My wife was originally my student. She married me many years after graduation; we're 15 years apart in age, and I'm 45 this year. We have a very good relationship and a fulfilling sex life, but undeniably, I'm getting older and often feel less capable. I deeply love my wife and want her to have a varied and exciting sex life. We've discussed threesomes, but my wife can't accept it, and I can't tolerate another man having a relationship with her. The consequences of a threesome are terrible; if I marry the wrong person, it could ruin my reputation—we don't even want to think about it. One day, someone lent me a bunch of pornographic films. That night, my wife and I watched them together. One film had a strange title: "Beauty vs. Black Dog." Out of curiosity, I watched it first. It showed a Western woman having sex with a dog. I sat on the bed, my wife nestled in my arms, and I held her from behind as we watched. In the film, the woman and the dog were having passionate sex; the dog used its front paws to support the woman, thrusting rapidly from behind. My wife watched with surprise and excitement, her face flushed and her breathing rapid in my arms. There was a scene in the movie where a woman was giving oral sex to a dog, which my wife found disgusting. I joked, "Nobody asked you to do that." My wife shrugged and didn't say anything. I watched from behind, caressing her breasts until her nipples hardened. I reached between her legs; her panties were soaked. I touched her vulva; it was all wet to the touch. I started having her massage her clitoris while she watched. Due to excitement, my wife had a strong orgasm in less than two minutes. I inserted two fingers into her vagina, feeling her contractions, and asked her, "Why are you so excited today?" My wife just blushed and panted, without answering. "If I really asked you to have sex with a dog, would you agree?" My wife blushed and hid in my arms, "I don't know... don't ask!" That night, when we made love, my wife was very excited and very wet. I thrust for less than twenty minutes, and she easily reached orgasm twice. Afterwards, I kept thinking that I couldn't tolerate my wife having sex with other men, but if the partner was a dog, it didn't seem so unbearable. There was no risk of disease, pregnancy, or infidelity. Most importantly, the dog wouldn't brag about it to others afterward. Everything seemed perfect. I asked my wife's opinion, and she didn't object, only saying, "We don't have a dog." My friend Lao Zhang owns a pet shop. The other day, I went to his shop for a chat and told him that my wife and I wanted to get a dog for companionship, but we weren't sure if we could take care of it. Lao Zhang generously offered to let us choose one and try it out for a few days. If we felt we couldn't care for it, we could return it to him. I thought his suggestion was excellent, so I went home that night to discuss it with my wife. She blushed immediately; she knew exactly what I was going to do, but didn't say anything. She didn't object either, only saying that dogs are difficult to care for and she wouldn't be responsible for cleaning them. I secretly chuckled to myself, saying nothing. The next day, I went to Old Zhang's shop alone to choose a dog. I didn't bring my wife because she blushes easily, and it wouldn't be good if Old Zhang noticed. I said I wanted to raise it as a dog, and Old Zhang said I lived in a detached house, so I could keep it in the backyard garden. So I chose a large black short-haired hound. Old Zhang said it was good; short-haired dogs are easy to care for, and my wife and I had seen this dog a few times, so it recognized us and was quite friendly. Looking at the big black dog with its shiny black fur, I had a strange feeling. That evening, after bringing the dog home, my wife was visibly nervous; the blush on her face hadn't faded. I didn't say anything. After dinner and watching TV, I took the big black dog into the bathroom to clean it, while my wife stood silently outside, just watching me work. I cleaned it very carefully, especially the dog's penis; I rubbed and patted it to make it protrude from the sheath for easier cleaning. The dog's penis was quite large at the tip, tapering slightly in the middle, and was bright red. It felt a bit rough to the touch, not as smooth and delicate as I had imagined. Visually, it was about 3 to 5 centimeters in diameter and 14 to 15 centimeters long, slightly larger than mine. At the end of the penis was a protrusion, about 5 centimeters in diameter. My wife and I had both read "The Female Dog Sex Manual" and knew that this protrusion would connect to the vagina after penetration, so I needed to know its size beforehand to avoid injuring my wife. My wife had been standing outside watching me work, but when it came time to wash the dog's penis, she finally came in to help. Looking at her, she blushed and said, "Who knows if you've washed it clean enough?" After hesitating for a moment, she finally grabbed the dog's penis to wash it, saying breathlessly, "Why is it so hot..." As she held it, the dog began to move slightly, letting its penis slide in my wife's hand. I thought to myself: This animal has some intelligence. My wife, steeling herself, carefully washed the dog, leaning her head close to the bathroom wall. As I watched in surprise, she turned back and said, "What did you think I was going to do? I was just smelling to see if it smelled bad. Luckily… it doesn't smell bad at all, barely any odor." After washing, she went straight to the room, leaving me to dry the dog. When I took the dog out of the bathroom, my wife had already turned off the light and was lying on the bed. I laughed and said, "How can you see in this darkness?" I turned on the light and saw her lying on the bed, fully clothed, her face flushed. I knew she was nervous, so I left the dog, got into bed, and hugged her, stroking her hair to comfort her and tell her not to be nervous. She kept her eyes tightly closed, refusing to open them, letting me gently undress her completely. I kissed her, then kissed my way down her neck, shoulders, and breasts, licking her nipples with my tongue. She moaned softly but wouldn't open her eyes. When I got between her legs, I found they were already wet. I thought for a moment and whispered in her ear, "Shall I open a packet of Viagra and massage you?" She didn't answer. I knew my wife's lack of refusal meant her consent, so I applied Viagra directly to her vulva, especially around her labia minora, and even used my fingers to apply some inside her vagina, gently massaging her clitoris until her genitals were completely exposed. Seeing that it was about time, I gently lifted my wife and had her lie face down with her buttocks raised. She suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Really? I'm so nervous..." I told her, "Life is short, try something different every now and then. As long as you're careful not to get hurt, it's not a bad thing." She closed her eyes again without saying anything. I brought Dahei (the dog) behind my wife and first had it straddle her buttocks with its two front paws. Due to nervousness, my wife arched her back. I grabbed the dog's penis and gently patted it to make it protrude, then held the base. The dog looked at me with a confused expression, but out of animal instinct, it started moving in my hand. I positioned it against her vaginal opening, held it, and made it thrust. Because my wife's genitals were very lubricated, the large glans easily slid in. My wife groaned, her back arching even higher, her whole body trembling. Seeing her strong reaction, I got a little nervous and quickly asked, "Does it hurt? Is it uncomfortable?" My wife shook her head and said in a trembling voice, "No...it doesn't hurt, but it's so sensitive, too...too stimulating! I can't take it anymore...I'm about to come..." Her voice was almost crying. I said, "Since it doesn't hurt, I'll let go and let it move on its own, okay?" My wife didn't answer, but just nodded with a groan. As soon as I let go, I clearly heard a "squelch..." followed by the wet sound of flesh rubbing against flesh. The dog, which had been looking dazed, seemed to suddenly understand and began to thrust rapidly, its entire penis buried inside my wife's body, making a "slap slap" sound. My wife, who had been suppressing her moans, couldn't hold back any longer: "Oh! It's so hot...so swollen...so sore...so numb...I'm going to die...I'm going to die..." I went to the front and let her hug me, caressing her nipples and stroking her back, letting the dog thrust freely from behind. My wife clung to me in a daze, crying, "Husband...fuck me...husband...fuck me...fuck me to death...ah..." Suddenly, she screamed, clinging to me tightly, her back arched like a shrimp, her eyes glazed over, her body trembling and convulsing. I knew she was having an orgasm, and I held her tighter. Big Black, however, seemed oblivious, continuing to thrust. "No...no...I'm going to die...waaaah...I'm going to come again..." My wife quickly reached her second orgasm, her body going limp so much that her upper body collapsed onto the bed. Suddenly, Big Black stopped moving, no longer thrusting back and forth, but pushing forward. The protrusion at the end of its penis had slid in. Afterwards, my wife said that after the protrusion entered, the dog's penis kept swelling and throbbing, completely buried deep inside, like it was massaging her G-spot. "Husband...it's so deep...so swollen...so full...I really want to pee...oh...I can't take it...I'm going to die...I'm peeing...it's coming out again..." My wife screamed like a madwoman, and suddenly a large gush of water spurted from her vagina. It turned out that she had been brought to orgasm by Big Black. Luckily, I had laid two bath towels underneath her, otherwise the whole bed sheet would have been ruined. The liquid from where my wife and Big Black were joined continued to seep out like a waterfall, I didn't know if it was the dog's or my wife's. "Husband...no more...pull it down...I'll die if you do it again...no, no, don't pull...it's so sore...so full...don't pull, I can't take it..." I didn't dare to pull anymore, so I let my wife and Big Black's buttocks remain connected, and quietly waited for them to separate. After about ten minutes, my wife had several orgasms and squirting, and suddenly the dog's penis withdrew... Goodness, it had swollen to about 18 centimeters long and 4 centimeters thick! No wonder my wife was almost completely exhausted, still frozen in the same position with her buttocks raised and her upper body slumped on the bed. A small hole appeared at the entrance of my wife's previously tight vagina, I don't know if it was the dog's...My wife's sticky white fluid kept flowing down, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I leaned in and thrust all the way in. My wife's vagina was still very sensitive, and another long, heart-wrenching scream followed... I was so excited that I couldn't help but ejaculate after only five minutes of feeling her tight vagina during her orgasm. After my wife recovered a little, I asked her, "Want to do it again next time?" My wife didn't answer, just weakly shook her head. I said, "Oh, then I'll give the dog back to Old Zhang tomorrow!" My wife still shook her head. Me: "?"... My wife finally spoke in a coquettish tone: "Next time you can't use Viagra, it's too sensitive, too stimulating, I can't take it. Also, from now on, we can only play on weekends, otherwise how am I supposed to go to work..." Me: "..."

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