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Preview from chapter one
"Hey boy," she murmured, her voice thick with affection as she petted the furry head of her loyal German Shepherd, Max. "You're such a good boy, aren't you?" She is a lovely 38 year old single lady.
The evening air was warm, carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers and a hint of the BBQ from her neighbor's house. She felt the gentle tug of arousal as Max's wet tongue swiped across her skin, a stark contrast to the dry summer heat. His eyes, dark and eager, searched hers for approval.
Her hand slid down his muzzle to the warm, dampness of his tongue. She watched as it danced around her fingertips, leaving a trail of saliva. She felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of his tongue on more sensitive parts of her body. Slowly, she guided his snout down to her inner thigh, her breath hitching as he took in her scent.
The fabric of her shorts grew wet from his enthusiastic licks. She could feel the heat of his breath against her skin as he grew more eager. With trembling hands, she lifted the hem and revealed her bare pussy to him. Max's eyes widened, and his tail began to wag in anticipation. She felt a strange mix of arousal and vulnerability, knowing what she was about to do was taboo, but she couldn't resist the urge.
"Good boy," she whispered, stroking his head as he cautiously approached her exposed flesh. His tongue touched her lightly at first, tentative, but she urged him on with soft moans of encouragement. The sensation was foreign, yet oddly satisfying. His rough tongue was surprisingly gentle, tracing patterns around her clit that sent shivers down her spine.
Her eyes rolled back as Max found a rhythm, his tongue now swiping over her with more confidence. The sizzling heat of the day was replaced by the coolness of his saliva, which only served to fan the flames of her desire. She leaned back into the chair, her legs spread wider to give him full access. The wood creaked under her weight as she shifted, her skin sticking slightly to the damp fabric.
Her hand trailed down her belly, her fingertips grazing her clit before sliding lower, parting her folds for Max's eager tongue. She felt the tension coil in her core as he lapped at her, his nose nudging against her sensitive flesh. The sound of his snuffling and her own heavy breathing filled the quiet evening air, creating an intimate symphony of lust.