I love to hear from you, the readers, even if it's to point out mistakes. The next chapter might be a bit in coming, though it is already posted on the blog. I'm working hard and fast on chapter 24, but my time is still fairly limited. Anyway, please let me know what you think of this chapter. The lewder things are going to be a bit more sparse starting with chapter 23 as things start to come to a close. In other words, those that read for the story, keep going after this. Those that are after the thrill of the lewd, rush of the inappropriate, and as much as a deviant as I am will have to go through a couple chapters before things heat up in that arena. I sat in the kitchen working at my laptop, completely engrossed in my work, when I heard my husband JJ enter the room. "Will that bloody dog never shut up?" he said angrily, nodding toward the house next door. I glanced up and saw him standing in the doorway, clad only in the plush, white towel wrapped around his waist. His dark curly hair was still damp from his shower and he stood there with a frown on his face that actually made him look cute to me. "Awww baby," I pouted, putting on my best bimbo voice and expression, “does that mean we can't get a doggy woggy?" While outwardly I was being playful, inside my tummy was churning, as I knew that those plaintive howling sounds were from Hector, our next-door neighbour’s Great Dane, who had spent a whole week fucking my brains out last month. I looked round the kitchen and shivered with pleasure as I recalled how he had taken me hard on the kitchen floor not far from where I was currently sitting. I could feel myself flush I as I remembered orgasming on his cock as he pounded me relentlessly. JJ knew my lust indicators, but thankfully he could not read my mind, as he assumed my amorous feelings were pussy due to him. He casually dropped his towel, allowing his semi-hard cock to spring free, and smiled at me as he flexed his muscles making it twitch like it was waving to me. Switching to a Mae West voice, I drawled, "is that a gun in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?" JJ smiled in a way that melted the hearts, and no doubt opened the legs of the many women that had come before, and had the same effect on me. It was a smile that made his eyes twinkle with a promise of devilment, excitement and pure fun, all wrapped up in a bundle of lust. He stepped next to me and without thinking I just opened my mouth and started to suck deeply on his cock, bringing it to its full, glorious hardness. With one hand working his foreskin back and forward over his throbbing member I moved my head faster, sucking him deeper. Once JJ gets an idea into his head there is little in this world that will deter him so I knew I was about to get fucked, the only question was where. JJ was about to orgasm provide that answer as he went to swipe the table clear so he could bend me over it as we had done many times before, but I broke from my sucking and squealed, "MY LAPTOP!" Luckily he stopped himself before sending the computer flying and pulling me to my feet he laughed in his devilish way and spoke with his faint Irish brogue, "then it’s on the floor with you wench where I will ravish you." Pulling my sundress over my head and unclasping my bra, I stood naked before him, as I rarely blowjob wear panties at home, allowing him to feast on my body. I saw his cock twitch with lust and I juicy turned and got on all fours as he knelt behind me. Taking his cock in one hand and placing his other hand on my pussy, he said in a heavily lust laden voice, "you are a very wet girl, aren't you?" before curling a finger into my pussy. I let out a long moan when I realized I was kneeling in the same spot as where Hector entered me last month. While JJ was happily under the impression that his naked body and thick cock were the source of my excitement, the truth of the matter was that I was recalling the feeling of fucking the neighbour’s dog, a sensation I hadn’t experienced for over 20 years. I felt JJ’s thick cock push into my willing body and trying to get all thoughts of dog cock from my head I Hardcore rocked back against him. As I felt his strong hands grip my hips, and his hairy balls on my ass, I knew that it was pointless to try and forget how Hector felt inside me, so I gave into the sordid thoughts that were running through my brain as I fucked myself back on my husband’s cock. Within minutes I was climaxing on JJ’s cock screaming out words of filth that often accompanied my more lusty fucks, and JJ responded in kind driving himself harder and faster into my open pussy. It was incredible. He led me other to juicy a bookcase and pulled a book down and the bookshelf swung forward. There was a large but low dining table in the centre of the room adorned with blankets and cushions, and she assumed this was where the main performance would take place. "You did say everyone else Hardcore was gone to lunch right?" Why not just do what they say, it reasons? Again, that idea had pussy already occurred to her. She pushed my legs apart. "Daddy, anyway you want to do something like that again, I'm ready. My tongue was wrestling for space, which resulted in me moving orgasm it around. I had never felt like such a man, but this was nothing compared to what was to come. Could I trust you with blowjob my sexy secrets?