This is part 3 of my original post. This part includes heavy french kissing, saliva play, handjobs, food sharing, slight cuckolding/cheating, and slight cum play. Hope you enjoy, and feel free to message me with any feedback!
Alone with Mac once again, I looked down at him while he looked up at me. The brown pitbull seemed unimpressed with my ruse, though I doubt he even knew I was sweating bullets at almost being caught red-handed with his cock in me. I got down on one knee next to him, face to face to talk with him. “Listen Mac, Carly can’t know about you and me, it’d break her heart,” I explained sincerely. “But don’t worry, I’ll try to work in some time for both of us when she’s not here, I promise.” Mac stared blankly at me before starting to lick my face again. Instinctively my mouth opened to let him in, and I sucked his tongue greedily with desire. Our kisses lasted less than a minute before I heard Carly open the bedroom door to rejoin us. I quickly backed off, wiping his saliva from my face quickly. He looked at me almost smugly, as if he had me wrapped around his finger. Or should I say paw? Either way, he must have known I was hooked on him.
When Carly came in, she absentmindedly sat on the couch, looking at me and patting the spot next to her as a signal for me to come and sit. I came over to sit next to her, but not before Mac leaped up to take the spot himself, thinking the couch-patting was a signal for him. He laid down across the couch, facing Carly as he began licking her face enthusiastically. “Aw, you wanted to sit with me? Thank you!” Carly said in a cutesy voice. In response to Mac’s licking, she closed her eyes, tilted her chin up, and puckered her lips the way those experienced with handling dog kisses do. Mac ran his rough tongue across her neck and chin, covering it with his drool as Carly let him show his affection. “So minty fresh!” She remarked as he licked her, occasionally swiping his tongue against her puckered pink lips. Her petite hands ran across his brown furry body, returning his tongue’s affection with her hands. Not to be projecting or anything, but the way his tongue hit her neck was exactly the way she liked it, and she was getting a little red in the face like she did when she was turned on. Maybe it was just my imagination. “Hey babe” Carly looked towards me, Mac still tasting her neck, “There’s a movie coming on TV soon, want to watch as a family?”
“Sure!” I said, always down for a good movie.
“Great, can you make some popcorn for us then?” She asked politely.
I gave her a thumbs up as I made my way back to the kitchen. Carly’s giggles and cooing got farther away as I put a bag of popcorn in the microwave, heated it up, and brought it back in a nice big bowl for us to eat from. Carly was trying to work the TV remote while getting licked by Mac, and was able to do an alright job, with the movie just about to come on. As I put the bowl between Carly and I, though, Mac suddenly had an interest in it. He leaned forward, lowered his head, and began eating popcorn directly from the bowl, covering the popcorn he came in contact with with his saliva as he snacked happily. “No Mac, bad! That’s not for dogs!” I protested, trying to gently move his face away from the bowl.
“Don’t worry, popcorn is safe for dogs!” Carly reassured me, petting Mac’s back as he ate. “Besides, there’s enough for all of us!” she said as Mac took his head out of the bowl and placed it on top of Carly’s thighs, taking a break from eating.
“Yeah, but now his drool is all over the popcorn. Are you sure you want to eat that?” I said hypocritically.
“Uh yeah?” Carly responded as if I asked a dumb question. “It’s still popcorn, and besides, dog’s mouths *are* cleaner than a persons! Watch this...” She said as she opened her mouth and let her tongue hang out right in front of Mac’s face. She knew about Mac’s affinity for licking people’s mouths, after all the first thing Mac did when I met him was shove his tongue into my mouth. As a bit of drool started dripping off of her open tongue, Mac lifted his head up and began licking her tongue, clearly interested. With my girlfriend’s mouth wide open, Mac was soon licking more than just her tongue. While licking the saliva off her cute pink tongue entertained him for a few seconds, his long, muscular tongue quickly began exploring the inside of her mouth. I watched in a mix of jealousy, confusion, and attraction as our new pitbull french kissed my girlfriend who acted as if it was the most normal thing in the world. She just pet him encouragingly while his tongue made a schlopping noise with each lick inside her mouth. I saw him not only covering her tongue with his, but also pushing out her cheeks a bit as his strong tongue pushed against it. Carly gave me a cheeky side-eye and smiled, clearly hoping to get a rise out of me.
After a minute of watching this spectacle with mixed emotions, I spoke up. “Okay, okay, I get it! I learned two lessons: one, dog mouths are clean; two, you’ll use any excuse to french kiss a dog” I said that second part in equal parts banter and probing. I mean, it wasn’t *that* normal to open up your mouth to your dog, right? Even for a veterinary assistant like my girlfriend. Unless this was normal, in which case how many dogs has she been french kissing?
Having gotten her point across, Carly closed her mouth around Mac’s tongue much like I did when he was brought in. When Mac pulled his tongue back to take another lick inside, Carly’s mouth slurped along his tongue. When he exited, her lips were sealed once again. Sensing his french kissing session was over, Mac ate some more popcorn nonchalantly. “See?” she said condescendingly, “Dog drool isn’t that bad. Besides you brushed his teeth pretty well! His breath right now is honestly better than yours.” She said with a mischievous smile.
“You would know, seeing as you got a real thorough taste just now” I retorted playfully.
“I let him lick for as long as it took for you to learn your lesson about the sanitation levels of Mac’s mouth” she said as she began to put her knowledgeable voice on. “And besides, letting your dog lick your mouth is actually pretty healthy, even if it seems gross at first” she explained, though I had well moved on past the grossed-out stage without her knowledge. “Not only does it produce dopamine for both of you, but it strengthens your immune system too!” she was beginning to speak fast in the cute way she did when she talked about something that interested her. “Plus, it helps your dog trust you a lot more! By getting a thorough taste of your saliva and pheromones from your mouth, not only does it show that you’re open in communicating with them, but it lets them understand things about your body like your health and how you’re feeling! It strengthens your bond a lot, especially at first! In fact, a lot of new research shows that a ten-minute mouth licking session boosts your trust with your dog the equivalent of spending two weeks with them! Isn’t that cool?” She asked me, her face lit up with enthusiasm.
“That is actually really cool!” I said earnestly. Who knew all that could happen just from kissing? Turns out I was a responsible pet owner without even knowing it. “So, uh, do you do that often to establish trust at the vet?” I asked carefully.
“Kinda often, yeah” She said nonchalantly. “If a dog is being difficult, I usually open up and let him or her get a good read on me.” So my girlfriend was used to this! No wonder she acted so chill about Mac french kissing her.
“I’m surprised your breath stays so fresh by the end of the day, since your job seems to involve waaay more french kissing than I thought” I said.
“I’m not a monster! Of course I take a breath mint before coming home to you, just because I taste dog tongue sometimes doesn’t mean you should have to too!” She paused for a moment, “Well, except with Mac, you will have to taste his tongue pretty often. With everything I just said you should make sure to let him lick your mouth and tongue to get acquainted with you better. That’s why he shoved his tongue into your mouth when you two first met!” She said informatively. “And besides, with the way you immediately started slurping on his tongue earlier, something tells me you don’t mind some doggy kisses” she said with a smirk.
I got a little red in the face, since I hadn’t done any purposeful tongue sucking that she could see. “I mean, I can deal with it I suppose…” I said, trying to hide my excitement that I now had an all-clear to kiss Mac whenever I wanted. I grabbed a handful of drool-covered popcorn and ate some hungrily. Carly ate some too as we began watching the movie.
The movie was some rom-com, and was actually not bad. We both had handfuls of soggy, dog-mouth flavored popcorn when Mac wasn’t putting his head in the bowl himself. When he wasn’t having popcorn, Mac was either resting his face on Carly’s thighs or trying to kiss her. Following her own advice, when Mac went for kisses Carly opened wide, keeping her eyes glued to the screen as our new pitbull’s thick tongue swirled around inside her mouth. I noticed her carelessly kissing him back a bit, not giving the kiss her full attention but still putting in a bit of effort nonetheless. Her tongue would twirl around his, or she would suck on his tongue for a few seconds, things like that. In the middle of one such tongue suck, I turned to her and asked, “Is sucking on his tongue also going to increase his trust?”
Carly took the tongue out of her mouth, letting him lick her neck instead “Oh please, we’re just playing around, I can’t enjoy myself at all while building trust between our beautiful big boy here?” She said while patting him.
“So you admit you enjoy it!” I replied smugly.
“Alright, I see how it is!” She said with a sly laugh. “You’re jealous! You haven’t been getting any kisses and I have, I get it!” She turned to Mac. “Your kisses are making daddy jealous! Why don’t you give him some kisses and make him feel better?” she directed Mac towards me, making kissing sounds with her mouth. Understanding her instruction, Mac stood up on the couch, walked over Carly and sat himself right on my lap before starting to lick my face.
“Haha okay Carly, I get it he likes to kiss!” I said, moving my head around to dodge his kisses playfully.
“Oh come on, don’t be such a prude babe! Let him taste you and build some trust!” she egged me on.
I knew I wanted his kisses badly, but I wasn’t sure if I could hide what a turn on it was if I did it right in front of my girlfriend. “I’m not a prude, I- glrphh!” Mac’s tongue was a constant threat to my ability to complete sentences. His powerful tongue passed my lips easily, and the rest was totally out of my control. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine as he put his tongue deep into my mouth. I closed my eyes, trying to make it look like I wasn’t loving the feeling of his muscular organ exploring my mouth. My arm laid limply at my sides, not making a move to stop him as his front paws pressed against my shoulders, pushing me further back into the couch cushion as Mac leaned forward to keep our faces close together. His thick, drooling tongue extended and curled in my mouth as he shoved it down my throat, making me gag a bit as he overpowered my tongue.
“Wow, looks like he really doesn’t hesitate when it comes to giving you kisses, huh babe?” Carly giggled as she watched Mac overpower me and forcibly shove his tongue down my throat. She pet his back, encouraging him to keep doing what he was doing. “Good boy, give daddy all the love you want!” She said sweetly to Mac.
Meanwhile, my eyes were rolled back in my head at the intensity of the kisses being given to me. His tongue had so much saliva, it was flooding my mouth to the point that it was leaking out the corners of my lips, dribbling out onto the cushions that my hands were gripping.
“Babe, you’re making a mess on the couch! Try not to let Mac’s saliva drip everywhere please,” She warned me.
Noting my girlfriend’s instruction, I swallowed the brown pitbull’s copious saliva as he slobbered into my mouth. I was silently loving it, but at the same time it was such an intense kiss that my body was tensed up, making it seem to Carly like I was barely tolerating it.
“You know,” Carly said between mouthfuls of Mac-flavored popcorn, “Even though Mac is reading you like a book through your mouth really well, you can read his too if you try.” She paused to chew a bit before continuing the thought. “With all that saliva you’re swallowing -good job on keeping it off the couch by the way!- you’re getting a concentrated essence of him directly in your mouth! If you concentrate, you can both read each other and increase your bond both ways!” She smiled as if she gave some very helpful advice.
I took what she said into account, closed my eyes and concentrated. The river of drool apparently had some message to tell me as it flowed past my tongue and down my esophagus. The thick tongue was relaying some information as it wrapped and licked inside my face. What I tasted and felt wasn’t anything I didn’t already know, I thought. He was musky, handsome, and overpowering. He was an alpha male for sure, and his taste made that clear. I wonder if Carly picked up on that too?
“Whoah!” Carly exclaimed from the side, “I think Mac likes you!” She said, her eyes glued to Mac’s increasingly erect penis. “I don’t know what kind of pheromones you’re giving off, but apparently he’s into it!” The evidence was right in front of her, as Mac’s bright red cock was emerging from its brown sheath. As I kissed him and my girlfriend marvelled at his cock, Mac's manhood came further and further out of its sheath, quickly rising to its full 8 inches. "Mac's getting really excited! This is such a good bonding opportunity, hold still babe!" Not that I had much choice. Carly's petite hands reached down to Mac's cock and began firmly and confidently jerking it.
"Mmmph?" I moaned a question mark at Carly's handling of Mac's dick. What was she thinking? Mac took this as a cue to kiss me harder though, and my eyes rolled back into my head as I was made to be a makeout partner.
"Oh please babe, what else are we supposed to do? One of the first things we learn at the vet is a horny dog is an unhappy dog, and Mac is clearly pent up from whatever you're doing with him up there!" She paused to spit on the tip of his cock, leaving a saliva strand between her lips and his head for a second as she used her hands to massage her drool all over his big red cock. I wanted to tell her that Mac had already cum a few times already today, and honestly I was shocked he was ready to go again already, but of course that'd give away my secret. Instead, I simply played along and let her work his thick, meaty cock. A hypocritical twinge of jealousy rang in my heart for a moment as I looked down to see her petite hands working such a masculine tool. I mean, I couldn’t really blame her but still it was a little strange to see her hands gliding up and down on Mac’s puppymaker, working it intently as if this was normal for her. Her warm brown eyes were fixed intently on the angry red dick, both hands grasping him as they slid up and down vigorously while her spit provided lubrication. I was powerless to stop her, as I couldn’t stop kissing Mac in the position I was in, nor would Carly want me to stop. I just had to go along with it.
“Good boy Mac! Such a big boy!” Carly cooed as she jerked him off. His dick was already shooting watery precum out. While most of it landed on my shirt, the less powerful spurts coated her hands and slicked up Mac’s penis even more. The wet, slick sound of her grip was incredibly arousing. “Babe, I hope you don’t mind, Mac’s gonna cum on you a little during this. Though judging by these monsters-” She said, fondling his balls with one hand for a moment, “It might be a lot. Just keep doing what you’re doing!” She encouraged me. To show my understanding, I sucked hard on Mac’s tongue, emphasizing how deep our kiss was. Her hands didn’t stop their mission as she gave Mac a vigorous handjob right in front of me.
It wasn’t long before Mac exploded onto my chest, his liquidy sperm covering my t-shirt as my girlfriend milked him dry. “Good boy! Cum for momma!” Carly encouraged as her hands deftly stroked his giant cock. “Dogs cum for a while, babe,” she explained to me as she continued the handjob, “So don’t think that you can let up now! He could be going for up to- ooop!” her informative lesson was interrupted by a glob of pitbull cum landing directly on her face, covering her left eye and cheek. The white, runny semen began dripping down her face and to her chin as she giggled, as if getting a rogue spurt of dog jizz on your face was a silly and ordinary occurrence. “Mac!” She exclaimed with a smile, “You’re making such a big mess silly! Look what you did!”
Hearing his name, Mac turned to her, abruptly ending his kiss with me. “Uuuuulph~” I moaned in relief/disappointment at the end of our insanely passionate kiss, spit connecting our mouths for a moment before it began running out of my mouth. He began licking Carly’s face now, cleaning off the semen he had shot onto it as he focused entirely on her now.
“Aw, thanks Mac! You’re so nice for cleaning up!” She said while he licked her face while simultaneously shooting another spurt of hot cum onto me. Our muscular pitbull began turning though, standing on all fours to face her as he stood sideways on the couch. Mac put his paws on Carly’s shoulder, licking her face with fervor as he pressed forward onto her. She was sitting on her knees, and leaned up to meet him. The whole time, her hands never stopped squeezing and rubbing his cock. She giggled at his kisses until he pressed forward too much for her to keep herself upright. “Mac! Too strong!” She exclaimed as she fell backwards onto the arm of the couch. Mac stood over her on all fours, his eight inch dick now squirting his sperm onto my girlfriend instead of me as he focused on licking her now. His paws pressed her shoulders down into the arm of the sofa as his strong, wet tongue raked across her face again and again. From this position, his tail was whacking against my face in excitement from this orgasm from his nice owner. Hardly as nice as kissing him was! Meanwhile Carly had her face all scrunched up, trying to suppress laughter as she playfully dodged his kisses while he came all over her. I could see his butthole twitch with each load shot out of him.
They stayed like that for a bit longer as Mac was milked dry by my girlfriend’s eager hands. A veritable pool of cum had been shot onto her shirt and chest, drenching her in his salty seed. Her hands worked his dick well after the last squirt was shot out, ensuring that he was totally satisfied. Both her hands were covered in his cum as well. When she realized that Mac was done orgasming, she moved her hands off of his penis and in front of their faces, though he was still licking hers thoroughly. Her wet, cum-covered hands waved in front of his face for a moment before he began licking them clean.
“Good boy!” Carly exclaimed. Her hands were side by side, and Mac quickly licked his cum off of both before being directed downward to her soaked shirt. “Good boy Mac! Good job cleaning up after yourself!” She said in delight at his tongue simultaneously cleaning off her shirt and covering it in more dog saliva.
“Soooooo…” I said as Mac worked licked his cum off of my girlfriend. “Does your line of work involve jerking dogs off too now?”
“Oh come on!” she retorted “How do you think we collect semen samples? And with a lot of these dogs if you don’t relieve them they get angry.” Switching to a faux-innocent voice, she asked, “You wouldn’t want me to get hurt on the job, would you?”
“No judgment here, nothing wrong with making out with dogs while you jerk them off. If they get even close to the treatment that you gave Mac, it sounds like you make them very happy,” I said with a teasing grin.
“They are! You’re a real happy boy, aren’t you Mac?” She turned her attention to the beast that had just shot a load all over her, rubbing his ears lovingly and giving him kisses on his furry forehead. When he was finally done cleaning her off, Carly looked over to me and said, “Alright babe, I think that’s enough excitement for one day. Let’s go to sleep, shall we?” She took my hand and began to stand up as I followed her.
“But what about my shirt? I’m still covered in Mac’s cum” I said confused. “What’s the reason for not having him clean it?”
“He just doesn’t want to, it’s all crusty and gross now” She replied, pointing to the flakes of dried cum now stuck to me. “If you wanted special attention, then you can be the one to jerk him off next time” She said as if it were a punishment. If only she knew…
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