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CHAPTER 60: AN ANNIVERSARY

It turned out that Mom didn’t have to take on Helen’s celebration. It took on a life of its own. As Harry and Juli related to us, the residents of the surrounding area like things the way they like them. These were people used to hardships and doing for themselves. In fact, it was so much of who they are that it might just be part of their genetic code. Generations of people fighting, scr****g, and clawing for survival in these harsh environments and conditions. Being a city girl myself, when I thought about these people, I marveled that anyone stopped here to stake claim to the land and struggle so much to survive on it. But, struggle and survive they did. And, since moving into this space next to Harry and Juli and coming into contact with the people out here, I have become enchanted with the stories of their ancestors who came and settled this harsh, unforgiving land. Land that I have come to love.

But, and I know this, my love of the land is only the tip of the iceberg compared to people who have generations out here. People like Harry and Juli. People like Stella. And, surprisingly, like Helen. She quickly saw something of value, something to attach herself to, and something to believe in beyond herself. It was why people liked her before they realized it, why they were attracted to her, and why they found themselves trusting her.

So, when these people were left feeling unsatisfied with Miss Stella’s funeral and remembrance, they wanted to do their own remembrance, and Helen was naturally and easily included. These people, who fight so hard for what they have and have experienced, celebrate the passage of things. They believed that Stella was a life worth celebrating. Many people knew Helen, from Stella, from Harry and Juli, or from Dr. Anna. Many people saw Helen as a fixture of the roads, first as the runner they saw, then as the rider they saw in the distance on the range. To many she became a part of the fabric, especially as the stories spread of her time with Stella, helping her, engaging her in life, and most significantly, supporting her in death.

As a result, one thing tied to the other. A desire to celebrate more for the memory of Stella was tied to a celebration for Helen. The death of a 90 year old woman tied directly and irrevocably to the birthday of a 19 year old young woman. Between Mom, Juli and me, we tried to do what we intended, but it became clear that we could only assist the larger need. So, wisely, we stopped fighting the inevitable and worked with it. Saturday would be the area wide celebration with photos to review, stories to hear, and interactions for the families of the entire region. Everybody was invited. If you saw the postings on websites, in the local paper, bulletin boards at stores, and taped to light poles, you were invited. Harry was right, the only place that made any sense was the Town Square Park in the nearest little town.

The next day, Sunday, was special and we sent out special invitations to only those couples and women who were a part of our canine community. This would be at our place, intended to be a celebration of a lifestyle, one that had become an integral part of Helen’s and our lives. We were excited. Helen was overwhelmed by it all.

We got two significant phone calls during this time. The first was on Thursday night and we had just finished our dinner and, as usual for Mom, we were just completing the dinner and kitchen cleanup. We had a great system that had evolved. The assignments rotated by evening, but that night Mom was washing what didn’t go into the dishwasher, I was drying, and Helen was putting the items away. Tim also found that he much preferred to be at the kitchen table talking with us than in the family room. He might still have the paper with him, but he was great at multi-tasking, skimming articles while engaging with us. Plus, he still really liked to watch our naked or nearly naked bodies moving around the kitchen in the process. And we appreciated that he did, too.

As usual, our cell phones were on the counter by the microwave. No pockets. One of the phones chimed and it sounded like mine. I asked Tim to check who it was and all he said was, “I think you need to take this one.” I asked him to put it on speaker.

He nodded to me as he put the phone on the table surface, “Hello?”

“Michele? You sound like you are on the other side of the room?”

“Nikki!” I went to the table and leaned over the edge and waved Mom and Helen over. “Sorry, I was. Tim didn’t say it was you, he just put the phone on speaker. We were just finishing the dishes. How are you? Did you get the invitation?”

She laughed, “Slow down girl. And, yes, we just saw it. That’s the reason for the call.”

Helen poked me, “Slow down girl, guess I’m not the only one who gets excited and can’t slow down.” I poked her back like a sister would and laughed at getting caught at what I give her a bad time about.

From the other end, “Who was that? I don’t recognize the voice.”

“Helen, ma’am. I can’t wait to meet you in person. I know your videos by heart.”

“My videos? Oh my god.”

“Oh no, they are great. I use them with clients all the time.”

“Wow, okay, we have a lot of catching up to do. Is Barb there, too?”

“Yes, Nikki, hi. I hope you and Joe can come.”

“That’s the reason for the call. Yes, we haven’t made reservations but we are definitely coming. But, probably without Sam, it’ll be too quick of a trip.”

I looked around but ventured, “Just Sam? What happened to Butch, Nikki? No, not on the phone, tell us when you get here. I’m so sorry, Nikki. Can you stay for Sunday and longer?”

“Joe is insisting on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. We will have to leave late afternoon Monday, though.”

“Wonderful, we’re all excited to see you, again. We’ll talk to Harry and Juli. Get us your schedule and we’ll pick you up at the airport. Please stay in the client apartment. And, don’t worry, we’ll have several well-trained dogs available. We’ll even share ours.”

Nikki laughed, “I was hoping you would say that.” We all smiled on our end.

When we ended the call, Helen was excited, “Nikki … this is great.” She hugged Mom and me, “Thank you for reaching out to her. I’ve heard so much about her.”

Mom touched her shoulder, “Honey, she’s a woman, a very good woman, but a woman.”

Helen smiled and looked at the three of us, “Oh, don’t worry. Yeah, I am impressed by the things you and Juli have said, but … I don’t put anybody higher than the family I have here.” And that was a wonderful lead in to some wonderful, intimate sex. If our cleanup routine became somewhat organized, out sexual activity afterwards was random, but we seemed to like that, not knowing what might happen and with whom. Tonight, Tim and I settled into very traditional missionary fucking alongside Mom and Helen who found themselves in very traditional 69. In addition, we found ourselves close enough to touch the group next to us. I find that quite erotic, to be in the midst of loving a special loved one and feeling a touch from a completely separate person.

The next call came two day later, also in the evening, but much later. This night we had moved our amorous activity to the bedroom and this night had Tim and Mom together and Helen and I engaged in our own stimulation, which included the strap-on. We were jointly coming down from our orgasms, Mom still on top of Tim, his cock slowly softening inside her, when a phone sounded in the kitchen. It sounded like Tim’s. I looked over, saw Mom comfortably lying on him, patted her ass, got up, and went for the phone.

I picked it up to check who had called, having gotten to it much too late, when it rang, again. Carlos. Hmmmmmmm … I had wondered how long it would be before he called. I was already halfway back to the bedroom and pressed the answer button and put it to my ear, “Yes, Carlos. How are you this evening?” I entered the bedroom at that point and everyone turned to my voice. It never occurred to me how that would look, answering a phone call from Carlos, walking naked back into the room and the strap-on bouncing in front of me. Helen giggled and pointed; I immediately blushed and quickly gave the phone to Tim and took the strap-on off.

“You have Tim now, Carlos. Michele decided she should probably take off the strap-on she had used on Helen.” Even without the phone being on speaker, I could hear the laughter.

“Tim!” It wasn’t like there were many secrets about our lives with them, but … still! There was some moments of Tim just listening and a few “ah, huh” and such before, “I understand, here she is.” He handed the phone to Mom who got off Tim and sat on the edge of the bed.

This was the phone call I had been waiting for, when he would get up the nerve to call us and ask her to come to the island for a visit. Just her. Tim and I knew it was coming, it was pretty clear even over our Christmas visit and was definite when he asked me straight out after my cruise with Anthony. She looked at us and we just nodded. Helen would need some getting up to speed, though. If there was one thing about our life, it was that it didn’t stay the same for very long. There seemed to always be a new twist, adventure, or experience waiting to come to one or all of us.

When THE weekend arrived, we were all in excitement, but also in readiness. As it turned out Nikki and Joe came in early that Saturday morning which also worked out. The town celebration was for a start at 1:00 PM, which allowed us plenty of time to get ourselves together, get to the airport, and return with them. When we pulled into the drive, Harry and Juli’s pickup was parked there. They came out of the house with Mom and Helen as Tim popped the trunk. Helen’s excitement to finally meet this woman she had heard so much about was exceeded only by Juli’s. Nikki and Joe were the first people to learn and accept the unique relationship Harry and she had. It was that acceptance that moved them deeper into their shared life together. It had evolved to the point now that Helen, and the rest of the family, was pushing them to take the next step and get married, even if just privately with us.

We took them back to the kennel building and gave them the key to the client apartment, then a quick tour of the facility. Nikki was properly impressed with all the changes, additions, and modification we had made, including the office area that was clearly Helen’s by the framed pictures of Eclipse and Kaycee, including one of them nose-to-nose; framed quotes and other quotes cut from magazines or printed from the internet taped to the wall or edge of the desk.

Helen came up to her timidly until we noticed, “There’s more I want to show you, Nikki, and get your reaction, but I need to leave if I am to get there in time.” She turned and grabbed her cowboy hat from a shelf of the book case and was out the door.

Nikki was watching the closed door, “That’s quite a girl. She acts like this place is hers.”

We all laughed, but it was Juli who responded, “Quite a girl doesn’t come close. In a way, she took over the kennel once she was given more and more responsibility.”

“I thought the town celebration was only about five miles. Where is she off to so early?”

“She’s taking her horse. Someone mentioned that a number of c***dren would be there. She just thought they might like to sit on top of her horse as diversion. That’s the way she is, Nikki.”

When we got to the square, there was no Helen. We found Harry, Juli, and the Sheriff and nobody had seen her, yet. Then a couple teenage girls were pointing to the end of the square where there was a low chain fence intended to keep cars from straying too far onto the grass. We all turned in time to see her approaching the fence at a gallop; she was bent over Eclipse’s neck as they approached. She raised her body and her hands slightly, just enough for the horse to make its move and they went airborne as the horse jumped the low chain fence with Kaycee leaping right alongside them. It might have been low and undramatic compare to some of their jumps we have seen since Eclipse came to live with us, but for the crowd it drew applause. I then saw the same girls pull some paper from a hip pocket of their jeans, inspect it, and point to Helen.

She got off her horse and walked it to a row of tables in the middle of the square near a large stone marking, the location of a Pony Express station. The town didn’t have much to call upon for distinction. It had roughly 300 inhabitants, which was down from about 500 not twenty years ago. It was poor, dusty, and old. It was too close to the city to attract any businesses and seemed to hang on only by sheer will and the bare necessities like a small hardware, café, small post office, the Catholic church and a ELCA Lutheran church and other miscellaneous shops that came and went. What they did have going for it was a small school that housed all the grades and a small library that also served as a historical museum. It was that table that Helen walked directly up to.

She was holding the reins of Eclipse and trying to take off a backpack, a backpack she wasn’t wearing when she left our place. She stopped at the table and looked around her, finding a little girl nearby as we made our way to her with Nikki in tow. As we approached, we heard, “He’s beautiful, isn’t he.” The little girl, about nine just nodded, her eyes big as saucers. “Do you have a horse at home?” A shake of her head. “Well, I think he likes you. Would you hold him for me?”

She just looked at her and then beyond her to a woman watching intently. Helen looked over her shoulder, spotted the woman and smiled, then mouthed an ‘okay?’ The woman nodded and came over. Helen put the reins in the girl hands as she stared up at the big horse with eyes wide, but her smile wider. Her mother stood close by.

Helen walked up to the table and put the backpack down, unzipped it and pulled out three thick photo albums and placed them on the table. The Sheriff was standing behind it and flipped open one of them, noting the black and white pictures of a time long past. “Where did you get these, Helen?” Then he looked at the old ladies behind the table, “By the way, ladies, this is Helen Hawkins.” I was watching intently and saw immediate reaction to the name, the horse and the look of her and it all must have clicked to them at the same time. They nearly jumped out of their chairs and shook her hand, thanking her for her care of Miss Stella. I smiled; even these old ladies had called her ‘Miss Stella’.

Then one of them turned to the next page of the open album and sat down, “Look, that’s this square. Oh my god …” She flipped more pages and now all three of them were saying the same thing. “These are Miss Stella’s aren’t they? How did you get them?”

She looked right at Sheriff Tom, “I took them from Stella’s place. We had spent hours going through them. We talked forever about them.”

Tom was looking beyond us, Harry walked up, “Tom, Miss Stella willed the contents of the house to Helen.” It was a white lie. As far as he was concerned, the entire house and barn should have been hers.

The women came around the table and hugged her, “Dear, promise that you’ll come to the library and recount as much as you can remember about these photos.” She did and she instantly made more friends.

Tom put his arm around her shoulders and walked her to the horse, “Thank you, Helen that will mean a lot to this poor town. These people have been left behind in almost every way. Simple things mean a lot to them.”

They stopped behind the little girl. Eclipse had his head lowered to her and was nudging her with his nose. She took a step back and looked up at her mother, but Eclipse did it again. “He wants you to pet him.” She looked back at her. “Like this.” She put her hand on the horse’s nose and stroked up towards his eyes. The girl did it herself and smiled, again. “I told you he liked you. He can always tell who will love him.” Helen looked up at the mother and quietly asked, “Can she ride him?” The mother was nervous so Helen talked her up onto the horse and sat the girl in front of her. She then led them around the square, the girl squealing, which attracted more k**s. And, that’s the way it went for the next hour. She made the k**s get their parents to tell her they gave their permission and she led the horse around. She even enlisted the assistance of some of the teenage girls to keep a hand on the young ones to keep them stable. Then, she got the teenagers to take over. But, first, she had a discussion with Eclipse in front of the girls.

“You’ll behave yourself for these young women, right?” He nodded vigorously.

“You’ll be careful of the little c***dren?” He nodded, again.

“You’re not fibbing me, are you?” He shook his head this time.

One of the girls asked, “He understands you? How does he do that?”

Helen was about to keep the game going when she looked at one of the girls, clearly a Native American, though she didn’t know the tribe, and noticed her boots. “No, it’s a trick we have.”

She put her hand out to the girl and walked a few steps away, “You knew better than to believe that, didn’t you?”

She smiled, “Why do you say that?”

“Your boots, they look like they have been used for work and are honestly worn. You know horses, too, don’t you?” The girl smiled and hugged her. It took Helen by surprise. “What’s that for?”

“Helen, I know who you are. I had my doubts about you, as a result, but nobody has paid that much attention to me.”

It was a wonderful afternoon for the entire town and surrounding population. I had the sense that there isn’t much normal reason for these people to assemble and this opportunity seemed to bring everything together for them. And, I found it fascinating to sit under a tree with our group and watch. We caught up on news from Nikki and Joe as I periodically found Helen in the crowd. But, this was a real microcosm of people. Whites, predominantly, but also lots of Hispanic and some Native American, and it seem several different tribes.

Later, I was thinking it might be time to be heading home and Helen would have a longer time getting back, but I couldn’t find her until I saw Eclipse grazing on the grass under some shade and then saw Helen with five teenage girls. I waved to her and she enthusiastically waved back, said some final words to them, and came to us leading her horse.

“We’re going out to get something to eat so don’t take too long getting home. We’ll be waiting for you.”

We were all gathered together, including Harry and Juli, Nikki and Joe, when Nikki commented, “You are quite the horsewoman, Helen, I am definitely impressed. And, I am told you haven’t been riding that long. But, tell me, have you been riding with Harry and Juli?”

“Oh, sure, mostly with Juli, though.” Juli started fidgeting.

“Has she by chance introduced you to her special saddle?”

We all looked at Juli and Harry, while Joe got a big smile on his face. Juli put up her hands, “Another time. Helen, you get going home, I will explain later.”

Helen climbed onto Eclipse and was just turning him for the ride home when we heard from behind us, “Jump Girl! Show us a trick.”

“You said you were going to keep that quiet.” She looked down at us, “That’s what we were talking about. They guessed and showed me pages from the printed catalog.”

“There is hardly anyone here. Come on, please. Have him stand up on his hind legs. Please?”

Helen smiled. She might want to try to avoid the attention, but she was still proud of it. She then did just that, pulled the reins with her heels hitting him just so and he raised up on his hind legs, his front legs moving like he was pawing the air. The girls clapped and Helen waved to them over her shoulder as she took off towards home, intending to cut across the range land as a short cut.

Nikki’s mouth was hanging open. “Where did you find her?”

By the time we got back to the house after a dinner of good burgers and beer, it was getting late and the day outside in the sun, with more beer, had taken its toll on all of us. Harry and Juli said their goodnights, we got Joe and Nikki settled into the client apartment and were heading out the door when I stopped and turned around. “Nikki, just so there is no confusion and no surprises … we are very open and free-spirited here. Normally, we are very casual in our dress, meaning naked, and expressive in our sexuality, meaning just about anywhere. If that might be too much for you, we’ll modify our approach for a couple days.”

She was in my arms in a flash, hugging me, “Don’t you dare. I was hoping everything would be the same. I was looking forward to it.”

“Wonderful! Then you do what feel right. And, Joe, Tim is usually in boxers in the morning and shorts during the day. So, the same, more, or less … it’s all up to you. We’ll see you two in the morning. We’ll have the patio door unlocked and the coffee pot primed. If you are up before us, just start the coffee.”

Mom and I purposely had Helen snuggled next to Tim in the bed so we could be up earlier and let them sleep in the morning. And it worked as we planned. With early light, I felt Mom stirring and rolling out of bed. I followed shortly after, it just takes me a little longer to go from recognition of waking to awake and motion to occur. I caught up to her in the kitchen as she was warming the oven for a couple different types of sweet rolls. This time they weren’t being made from scratch, but the refrigerated, open and bake kind from the store. I poured two mugs of coffee, poured the rest into a thermos, and started another pot. There was going to be a lot of activity around here this afternoon and early evening, but there was plenty of time before that. I did expect Harry and Juli well before that, though.

I brought the second mug to Mom and kissed her shoulder as she was finishing putting the rolls onto cookie sheets for the oven. “Yesterday was wonderful. I think everyone had a good time, the whole town and surround area seemed to appreciate the chance to be reacquainted. Maybe these things can happen more often. The people seemed as nice as they warmed up to the gathering.”

She turned around and took me into her arms, just holding me. I don’t care how old you are, is there anything like be held by a loving mother? “I agree and I heard more than several people expressing similar thoughts. Did you see our girl with those teenage girls? I think it would be good for her to have more of a community to hold her steady with.” She looked up at something over my shoulder and I heard the screen door slide open.

“At least we aren’t the last ones up.” I turned to find a naked Nikki and Joe in shorts.

He held out his hands, “I don’t wear boxers.” We laughed.

“Actually, Tim doesn’t either. We bought him some to wear around here. In fact, wait right there …” I left for the bedroom and returned with a pair still in the plastic, “Here, still in the store packaging. I think they will fit.”

He looked at Nikki and us, Nikki gave him a soft push, “Go on stud, don’t mind us. Besides, we’re showing everything.” He chuckled and shook his head, undid the snap at the top but turned around to drop his shorts and put on the boxers.

Mom was the one who made the comment I was thinking, “Hmmmm … nice, white ass.”

The four of us were sitting at the kitchen table, enjoying a second mug of coffee and catching up, when there was a faint and mumbled, “Morning … “ We looked up to see Helen coming in with Tim guiding her with hands on her shoulders, steering her through the entry, past the occupied chairs, around the table, and to her mom who was pushing back her chair to make room on her lap, Helen snuggled across her lap as Tim went to the cupboard for mugs, put a filled one in front of Helen before going around the table expressing morning greetings and exchanging kisses.

He saw Nikki watching the young woman, then looking at each of us, finally to Tim who brought her out. He smiled at the unasked question, “She wasn’t ready to get up, but she heard everyone out here and didn’t want to miss out.”

Helen sat across Mom’s lap, her head pressed into Mom’s chest, just above her breasts. She had her arm over Mom’s shoulder, Mom’s arm in turn around her girl between the waist and breast, meaning that as she stroked her, her hands occasionally found her breast. Nikki continued to watch and smile.

She finally asked the question, “You two came out together, sharing casually with us that she wasn’t really ready to get up. Does that mean …?”

He smiled as he also was watching Helen and Mom cuddled, “Yes, we all sleep together.”

I added, “It wasn’t that way for quite a while, but, eventually, she became sexual and was sharing in our lifestyle, it just seemed right. Luckily, the bed we intended to be big enough for the three of us was also big enough for the four of us.”

The morning was casual, but it soon came time to prepare for the second day of celebration. This was going to be a completely different type of gathering and interaction. As was to be indicated by the arrival of Juli. We were in the kitchen getting a wide variety of snack and light meal items and drinks ready, when we heard the screen door slide open.

It was Nikki’s voice that confirmed what we just assumed, “Juli! You walked over like that?” We didn’t have to look, it had become common for us to walk back and forth between our houses completely naked. Then she sighed, “Oh, you guys, how I miss any amount of this kind of freedom.” We then pulled out of her what was causing her sounds of frustration and she told us about their life back in South Carolina.

I went to her and took her in my arms, hugging her deeply into me, our naked breasts pressed into each other and I could feel the sexual energy being ignited, already. I pulled my head back far enough to look into her eyes, leaned in to give her a kiss on the lips before kissing her deeply. She was sighing into my mouth. I pulled back, again, looking into her face and started smiling, “We would love to have back here with us, Nikki, but that is up to you and Joe …. but, you can’t have this house back.” She looked startled at the quick change that just happened, and then started to laugh. The rest of us joined in heartily.

Nikki was becoming increasingly tense as noon cane and went. I asked, finally, “The other people will be coming soon, aren’t we getting dressed?”

I chuckled and the other women turned and smiled, “You certainly can, Nikki, whatever makes you comfortable. We’re going to remain naked to encourage the other women. Everybody coming today is firmly in the canine lifestyle and all of them because of us and most with Helen’s involvement. Some of the women will be very comfortable with us but initially a little tentative with the other men here. Some women will want to stay in the training room or further out in the property, keeping something to cover-up with otherwise. Ours will be more open. This isn’t open sexuality, just canine. But there will be many men here with their wives. The men will stay by the house, Tim has replay games of the Cardinals most classic games and highlights.”

As the cars arrived, one of us greeted them and usually one or more of our dogs were with us. Men and women got out of cars, releasing their dogs from the back seats and sharing hugs. A few removed outer clothing, revealing they came prepared and were naked underneath. Others remained clothed, as expected.

It didn’t take long after that for activities to get into high gear. We introduced Nikki to the dogs we had in training. We had three dogs, two of which were well along and would be good mating partners. Helen took the precaution of moving the horses to the corral at Harry and Juli’s. We certainly didn’t need the visiting dogs barking at and spooking the horses.

While Mom again did much of the organization of the day, Helen was now playing the role of hostess. These women were here to celebrate Helen’s involvement in their lives and injecting a youthful energy into the canine community as it previously existed. As Mom, Juli and I take Nikki and several of the other women out of the kennel to the back of the property, Helen stays with a few of the older, less exhibitionistic of the women. Included in our group is the Sheriff’s wife, Bob’s wife and several other younger and middle aged women. We are just getting settled in by the stream, by the fire pit we have used on other occasions at night, when Cody gets excited and scampers through the trees in the direction we had just come. I follow him to see what has his attention when I am with him, naked and ready for some loving. I see coming down the rise, Helen with the three other women (all naked) and the dogs, all running after Kaycee.

The dogs scamper past me and Helen stops alongside me, letting the other women enter into the group. I squeeze her, “What happened? I thought they were going to be too shy to come out in front of the whole group.”

She chuckled, “That’s what they thought, too. But, when they got naked together and the dogs started lapping at their pussies as we stood together, I thanked them for coming and sharing this with me. One by one, I could see them making the connection that this was a greater community celebration and they were isolating themselves. Without anything even being said, they walked away from their clothes and took my hand to lead me outside. They walked in plain sight of the men sitting on the patio with beer. As they turned around the kennel building and headed up the rise, I could hear Harry raise a cheer.” She laughed, “Every one of them stopped and wiggled their asses. That just created a louder cheer.”

We had set the place up with a couple coolers of wine coolers and wine, cut fruit and cheese. I looked around the group of eight women, all completely naked, their dogs sitting nicely alongside them. I raised my glass to them, then to Helen. “Ladies, I want to thank you for coming today and sharing this day with us. Today we celebrate our Helen’s nineteenth birthday and her first year living with us. She has become an integral part of our lives here, becoming fully a member of our family, in every way possible.” That brought giggles from some and laughter from the more extrovert of the group. All of these women had worked with Helen in training, advice, instruction, or advanced pointers for playing with their dogs. They all understood the sharing that went on in our family. “I also want to thank you for not only for the opportunity to serve you in your exploration of this new lifestyle, but for your friendship as well.” Several of the women thanked us by name for the specific assistance and patience that was extended to them.

I looked around the group, put my hand out to Nikki, and pulled her up next to me. “I can see by the placement of fingers and the rubbing of your dogs that we need to get to the fun part of this gathering, but for one more moment, I want to introduce a very special guest. I think all of you have seen her before but might not recognize her from her videos. Nikki actually started this kennel but kept it as a small operation to assist Bob when necessary. All of you we have assisted have watched and been given a ‘how-to’ type video of dog fucking. That woman is Nikki.” Suddenly, there was recognition and women came up to her.

I smiled at the group, “Ladies, I think it is time we give ourselves to our doggy lovers. Nikki and Juli are the only ones here without their own dogs; instead, they will be mating with dogs we are currently training. After your initial mating, I would encourage you to swap with one of the other women, to experience how another dog might feel the same or different in size, knotting, energy, or style.”

One of the women gasped, “More than once? Oh, my … I … that … okay … oh, I feel so wanton thinking about more than once.”

I hugged her, “In that case, perhaps you should try for three times.” She laughed heartily and called her dog to her as she sat on the ground, her legs spread wide.

I moved through the group as the women settled in for their mating, this with their own dogs. Most women were on the ground with their legs spread wide, many softly speaking to their dogs, calling them by name, praising their efforts, and promising them rewards to come. I spotted Nikki and approached her. She had the Black Lab from our training group on its side and her head in his crotch, her bare butt sticking up in the air, her pussy visible between her thighs. I slipped a finger between those thighs and along the length of her slit, she looked back and up at me and her face broke into a wide smile. She stood up and took me into her arms, pulling me tightly against her and nearly smothered me in kisses, her tongue jammed into my mouth and probed deeply. I was a little taken aback; I hadn’t realized that Nikki was this into women. We had had our fun years before and I knew she and Juli engaged, but it always seemed to be associated to being with the guys.

When she pulled back slightly, I pulled her back in. “Oh my dear god, Nikki, that was wonderful! To what do I owe that?”

“Thank you, for inviting me for this weekend! You won’t know how much I have missed this freedom to just enjoy being me fully, inside, outside, and with others like me. Thank you.”

I looked down at the dog. “As much as I appreciate it, looks like there is a Lab eager for your attentions, too.” I chuckled as I felt insistent licks to my ass, “And, I have a lover looking for my attentions. Shall we?”

She gave me one more peck on the lips, and then knelt again at the side of the dog, a dog she had never met before a few minutes ago. She licked the drop of pre-cum that had formed at the tip of his hard cock, and then took it into her mouth about half way, sucking it hard as she pulled back to the tip before driving down its length until she felt the fur of its sheath on her nose. The tip of the cock was just at the entrance to her throat but she relaxed and controlled her reflexes, pushing down just a little further and made a reflex contraction with her throat around the cock tip, the dog’s cock jerked inside her mouth and she smiled, which was a little difficult with a mouth full of dog cock. She pulled up to the tip and sucked the pre-cum out of the cock, pulling off and licking her lips as she stroked the stomach of the dog.

She moved to his head that was lifted at her approach, “You know I have my own doggy lover at home and I wish he could be here right now. But, you are a wonderful dog and we are going to be so good together. Are you ready to mount me and take your bitch? Are you boy? I love your cock, now I want to feel your knot inside me, I want you to give me your seed, and be tied with you.” Her voice made the women around her gasp and moan in combination with the bestial loving they were getting from their own dogs.

There was something different about Nikki’s approach and appreciation. She had related some struggles since the move, that maybe things could be a lot better, not between her and Joe, but in general. Her approach to being outside, naked and sharing, being with us that way, being with the dogs, freely and openly, really seemed to be a focus, a need, something that she was relishing. It hit me as Cody was mounted on me, just entering my pussy with his familiar but wonderful cock that we were so terribly lucky and we tended to take it for granted because it was so natural and acceptable for us. Even someone like Nikki could lose part of the experience she loved so much. Most women only know the secret part of canine sex, the hidden, taboo part that is held closely to them and, hopefully, a loving partner. The concept of being able to enjoy such activity virtually anyway would be impossible to conceive for most. Nikki had known it and, apparently, lost it. Cody, however, was making it impossible for me to consider those thought any further.

Nikki was doing just fine, though. The Lab was on her back and her hand went between her legs, she had smiled to herself earlier as she saw woman after woman using that very technique to assist the dogs with penetration. She guessed she had made an impact. She moaned loudly at that penetration. She had allowed herself to be free to vocalize, something she was too afraid to do the few times she was crazy enough to take a dog outside. Back there it had to be quiet and private. Not here, here she could be expressive and fully enjoy the experience, like these other women. She had never experienced anything like this before, so many women all enjoying canine sex, openly and unashamed.

She let the dog pump into her in his frantic way, as if she could match its aggressive motion. Her moans were obvious and unrestrained as he pumped into her, driving his cock into her and she encouraged him vocally and physically by soft, pleading words and arching her back and putting her body rigid against his onslaught. Her moans became more so when she felt his knot forming and hits her pussy lips on the outside. While she was pressing herself back against him, providing what assistance she could to aid the knot in passing through her lips and into her pussy, she heard all around her the unmistakable sounds of other women at a similar point in mating. And the combination became nearly overwhelming for her, the dog’s knot pressing at her, stretching her, nearly ready to fully enter her pussy, the sounds of the other women and the visual of the women with dogs on their backs, and the sights, sounds, and smells of being outside with everything else.

As the knot stretched her and pushed through with a lunging effort from the dog, she cried out at the sudden loss of the feeling of being so stretched to suddenly being so full inside her. And she knew the feeling of full was just beginning as the dog knot and cock inside her would only continue to increase in size until nearly the point of cumming. But, it was all too much and she came, her orgasm crashing over her. I watch her arms and legs quiver, then her arms fold and she sank to the ground with the dog still pounding into her and she cried out once more when she felt the dog’s cock jerk inside her and send its spurt of seed into her hungry pussy, sending her to another orgasmic peak before she was even coming off the first one.

I, too, had collapsed to the ground, my face and chest pressed into the grass and dirt, my ass stuck up in the air while still tied to Cody, who was now turned on me. I struggled to push myself up to get my hands and arms under me and to take stock of the situation around me. I was proud of the women. They had all wanted to participate in this day for Helen and us. Their entrance into canine sex was largely due to the availability of a safe and supportive place to move from curious to reality. As I looked around me, every woman’s face I could see was smiling and content. They were fully exposed in being tied to their dog, but every one of them looked satisfied and at peace, there was no embarrassment visible.

As the women were able to get released from their dogs, wine glasses were refilled, wine coolers passed out and a few beers taken, as well. What a sight, indeed. Women ranging from Helen’s nineteen years to Juli’s mid-fifties, and maybe even a woman slightly older, all sitting in a loose circle, naked, drinking and laughing, and comfortable with casual touches. Women shared stories of the assistance they received from us, the awkwardness of Helen early on to the confidence she presented now. There were comments and praise for the videos Nikki created and we still used. All the while, with close but subtle observation, all bare and exposed pussies were leaking dog cum.

Helen stood and expressed her thanks for everyone participating in this day and how much it meant that simple acts like helping others find happiness and fulfillment can lead to such friendships. Nikki started the clapping but Helen took her hand and pulled her up alongside her, then Mom and me. “My additional thanks to Nikki who got this kennel idea going to begin with and to my sister and mother who had the trust in me to accept me into their little venture as it has grown.”

I had kept Cody close by and that was apparently a trigger for him because he was again licking my thigh. I scratched his ear and got a thought, “Ladies, how about we play roulette this time. We’ll write each dog’s name on a piece of paper and put them all in this bag. Then, we’ll randomly take out a slip of paper and that will be our next mating partner. Anyone interested?”

There was an initial hesitation; most of the women only had known their own dog. Not everybody got the variety that we had. But, every hand went up in the air. And we were going in the next round. After that round of fucking, several of the ladies were exhausted so we elected to prolong the time before the attempting a third.

We were getting low on drinks so I took Nikki’s hand and pulled her to her feet. “Come with me, we need to replenish one of the coolers with drinks.” She didn’t initially negatively react, just grabbed the other handle of the cooler and started back toward the house with me. But, it suddenly hit her.

“Wait a minute, all the men are there. I suppose we’ll have to walk right through them to get the wine, coolers, and beer?”

“Absolutely!”

“Michele, I’m not the exhibitionist you have become.”

“Hmmmmm … let me get my memory straight here.” We were walking again and just cresting the rise and now visible to the gathering of men on the patio. Those who were in the family room were now coming out onto the patio. “I remember now, yessssss … correct me if I might be wrong, but you and Joe were the ones to introduce me to exhibitionism. Remember that first encounter, going up the elevator at the hotel? Now what was it that happened when we got to your floor? Oh, yes, I remember … do you Nikki? … sure you do, you and Joe had me get undressed with you, completely naked, in the hotel hallway.”

“Funny, but that was a chance at being seen, while this … this is a sure thing. Seen by men I’ve never met before.”

“No problem, my dear. I shall introduce you to them.”

“Hmmmphff … fine, you win. We’re almost there, anyway.” After a couple more steps, but still a distance from the gathering men, “Besides, this is making me so hot. Any chance we can change up sleep arrangements tonight?”

“I think we all have been hoping the same thing.” We both laughed and greeted the guys as we walked through the group for the kitchen. Inside, I glanced at Nikki as she was bent over to pack some beers into the ice, the inside of her thighs at the top were very shiny. I smiled, I was sure some of the men would have also noticed. And, I was right, as we walked back out, men had changed positions so others would be at the lower viewing level, perfectly in line to be at pussy level.

That night we had a simple dinner of grilled hamburgers, corn on the cob, and a spinach salad. It was a comfortable evening with Harry and Juli joining us. The evening started getting playful as it often does with us, especially when the men have been viewing us naked most of the time. I glanced at Nikki and Joe, then at Juli, Mom, and Helen, then the guys. I looked directly at Nikki, “I know you two were playful with Harry and Juli, as we are now. At this point in the evening is when activities start moving in that direction. How are you guys feeling?”

Nikki looked to Joe for confirmation, got it, and then replied enthusiastically, “We were hoping we could. Experiencing the dogs, for me anyway, outside and so accepted was a treat. Having good people we trust and feel safe with to share ourselves with would be very welcome.”

“Okay, then. Five women and three men. If I may, let’s not have anyone with his or her partner. How about this: Nikki and Juli with Tim in our bedroom; Mom with Harry in the guest room; and, Helen and me with Joe in the client apartment.” There was no discussion, to my surprise, everyone just got up, refilled their glass or got another beer, and moved to the appropriate bedroom.

Helen and I each had one of Tim’s arms as we walked across the grass to the kennel building. Someone was watching because we no sooner got the door open and the inside light on when the outside light went off. I stopped to make sure the door closed when I heard Joe, “Oooooo … young lady …”

I turned around to see Helen’s hand on his butt, she was smiling, “I like this one, sis.”

I chuckled as I caught up to them at the apartment door entrance, “I was pretty sure you would.”

It didn’t take us long to get Joe’s clothes off. Then, while I had him in a full body hug, Helen strip the cover and top sheet from the bed. I then unceremoniously pushed him onto the bed and moved him into the center. I continued with my earlier action and took his mouth with mine, I heard and felt him suck in air, and I knew instantly that Helen had taken his cock into her mouth. I smiled and spoke with our lips touching, “A brazen little thing, isn’t she?”

All that came back was a muffled, “Hmmmmm … nith …”

Helen and I went back and forth from his mouth to his cock, every now and then we switched it to both at his cock or one of us taking his balls into our mouth, and sucking just as intently as the other one would be doing to his cock. I was sure he didn’t want it to end in our mouths and we certainly didn’t, either. I climbed over his midsection as Helen held his cock up for me to sit down on. Then, she scrambled to his head, straddle him there, and sat her juicy pussy over his mouth and nose, moving back and forth. After about five or six strokes, we switched with her taking his cock. Back and forth we went, all the time trying to judge his state of arousal to keep him just below the eruption point.

When I felt he needed a change of pace and a little time, whether he knew it or not, we got off the bed and bent over the edge at the foot of the bed, our feet spread wide and our hips touching, “Okay, Joe, your turn to do the fucking. Keep it to four or five strokes into each of us, and then rotate.”

He actually groaned at our antics, but rolled off the side of the bed and took his position behind Helen, jamming his cock into her and making her groan, then into me with the same effect. He was hard and powerful, but this still wasn’t the way I wanted this ending.

After some time of this, I crawled onto the bed with my head towards the foot of the bed. Helen recognized the position as something we had done before and followed me, her pussy above my head and her mouth quickly latched onto my pussy. As I started flicking her clit with the end of my tongue, I patted Helen’s ass. Joe caught on immediately, climbed onto the bed, and slid his cock straight into her pussy, which was by now nearly drooling with her juices. She had two and then three fingers in my pussy as she nipped and sucked at my clit. I was already raising my hips to her actions and she was moaning loudly as her pussy was being banged strongly and her clit was between my teeth and being pulled, at the same time I had a nipple pulled an inch away from her breast. Then I twisted it, which sent her over the edge but had the simultaneous effect of her biting down on my own clit and with the three fingers jammed inside me, it sent me over the edge, too. And that must have been the added final stimulation Joe needed because I then had his balls bouncing over my nose as he pressed his cock as deeply as possible into Helen, holding himself there and joining us in moans.

The next morning I awoke to a mass of limbs and bare skins. I didn’t have time for delicate, I needed the bathroom. As I came out, Helen was ready to push her way past me, causing me to smile but embarrassed at Joe. “No problem, believe me … I am right after her.” And he was, too.

We didn’t let Joe get dressed and immediately took him out the door, across the grass and through the patio door. Mom and Juli, of course, were already up and busy. Kisses and hugs were given and coffee mugs were filled. Soon, Harry came out in boxers giving Joe a bit of concern, but we made sure he knew how much we appreciated the view he was giving us, just as we were giving him.

It was a while before Tim and Nikki came out of the master bedroom. When they did, her chest, neck, and face were flushed from heavy activity. The source of the activity wasn’t a mystery to any of us, least of all Helen who just felt it her duty to comment. “It must have been pretty hot in there last night by the looks of you.”

We laughed, but Nikki still fielded it pretty well, “Oh, girl, you have no idea …” she thought better of that, “actually, you probably do.” And we laughed harder.

Nikki enquired about our normal morning routine; I asked her if she brought her running shoes. She didn’t. “Well, in keeping with our normal routine, we’re going for our run, but you can join Juli in taking the other two dogs and meeting us at the back.” With that, we got our shoes on and went out for our run.

Tim announced to the group, “I suggest we adjourn to the patio, we’ll have a much better view of three sets of bouncing boobs from there.”

After we enjoyed the dogs and teased the guys with our leaking pussies, we settled in for one last visit before cleaning up and getting Nikki and Joe to the airport, promises of mixed shower companions.

But during this time, Nikki and Joe opened up about how things have been in South Carolina.

And we learn some surprising news: Nikki and Joe aren’t happy with their move. Joe is doing fine with the job, but they are not adjusting to the lifestyle and location. Butch was killed by a speeding car. The lifestyle they had here is just not possible there. When they include Sam in their play, it almost always has to be inside. She can only be naked inside and she related the latest incident. They miss the life they had here.

That causes all of us to start thinking, but it is time to hustle if we are going to get them to the airport in time … and, allow time for shared showers.

* * * CHAPTER 61: JULI GETS HER DOG AND MOM GETS AN OFFER will follow * * * Thanks for reading.