JENNYS VIRGINITY
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“I think you already realise that you did enjoy sex with that dog Jenny, that’s why I’m not lying to you now by telling you any different. But you’re making me feel a twat now, telling you,” I complained.
When she looked upset I put my arm around her and added, “I wouldn’t have told you all the nitty gritty anyway Jen if I’d known it was going to upset you so much. It was you who insisted on hearing all the naughty details this afternoon. I knew I should have just left it and said nothing about it, then explained away the photo I’d shown you by just saying that the dog only got a quick lick at you while you were out of it. That I’d only taken one photo, for a laugh then chased the dog back out again.”
“Hell Mick, you’d never have kept last night to yourself, your cock came up just telling me about it.”
I tried to console Jenny, wondering what the hell I’d started, half wishing I hadn’t lied to her. On the other hand I was beginning to realise that now she had got it firmly implanted in her head that she’d actually done it with the dog, the fact of her knowing (or thinking) she’d enjoyed it now seemed be doing far more to float her boat sexually than disgust her. This was obvious, and I was amazed by it, if I didn’t put her off her new ‘memory’ surely I was now in for more exciting ‘recall’ sessions in the future? I tried to be as sympathetic as possible, while keeping up this convincing lie of what had occurred for her future gratification, as Jenny had loved talking about what a slut she’d been today.
“Don’t forget how pissed you were last night Jen, you were well gone, it’s all my fault for letting you do it, not yours, I could easily have stopped it, all of it and I really should have, but it was dead sexy.”
“You were pissed too Mike, I don’t blame you. I also know what a kinky bastard you are about all this shit, just from that film we once watched. You probably thought all your birthdays had come at once last night when I went along with it. It’s not even the fact that a dog has actually fucked me that I’m having problems getting my head around. You still don’t get it do you? Can’t you work it out yet?”
“What is it then? It’s easy. Just forget all about it all.” I said, even more sympathetically. “You can’t remember very much about it anyway, only odd bits. Just blank out what you can remember about last night and I’ll promise not to bring it up ever again, that’s it, job is done.”
“But It’s not really about last night, it’s this afternoon. I feel more than a bit sheepish about what I was saying to you when I got excited and started to come. In fact I’m gutted. I didn’t mean all that daft shit about dogs. Actually I feel guilty right now, not sexy about what happened last night. Not least that it’s obvious from those photo’s I was part of it all happening too, despite being well pissed. That’s the part that I haven’t really got my head around yet, me obviously enjoying doing that with a dog last night, drunk or not. I must have, look what I was saying to you today remembering all of it.”
“If I’d just been disgusted today when you told me what I’d done with the dog last night I’d probably just blame myself for getting so pissed I didn’t know what was happening. I’d just never drink whisky again, feel guilty about it for a while, bollock you for a day or two, then put it all out of my head.”
“What then? It was fun and sexy, what else is there?” I countered.”You’ve never felt guilty about anything kinky we’ve talked about in bed before. What about times you blatantly teased me at Tesco’s checkout? Getting a cucumber or odd shaped bottle out the trolley and asking me if this one was ok for me! I knew full well what you intended to do with it later! I’m sure the cashiers twigged once or twice too, you were hardly very subtle about it, especially when we got a bloke on the till.”
“Sorry Mike, but I would hazard a guess that cucumbers or a whisky glass up me would be placed a little further down the kinky scale than a dogs cock in most people’s minds, not excluding mine!”
“Yes, but you made some fairly sexy comments about that dog porn DVD you just mentioned if I remember, even though you said weeks later it didn’t turn you on that much. I knew that it had.”
“To be truthful that was only because you had already admitted that seeing the girl fuck with a dog on that DVD had excited you. I just wanted to make you sexy in bed to be honest,” she replied. “Anyway that was before I’d done it with a dog myself. That’s what is really upsetting me now, can’t you understand that Mick? What I was saying to you this afternoon would have been sexy and just fun if it had all been a bit of fantasy but it isn’t fantasy now is it? It’s what I’ve fucking done myself.”
She paused, holding her head in her hands. “And evidently I liked it too,” she added guiltily, “At least I must have, judging by the way I was today, remembering all the stuff that did dog to me last night.”
“I think you are beating yourself up too much about this afternoon Jen, reading far too much into you remembering it all. You wouldn’t have at all if I hadn’t reminded you, but I still shouldn’t have told you though,” I went on.”I wasn’t going to, mainly because I didn’t think you’d ever even believe what I said anyway. I was far too busy wanking to take any photos of him inside you to prove it. I didn’t think you would remember it anyway. Perhaps I should have just kept quiet, no harm done.”
“I was suspicious about last night anyway. I knew full well you were randy about something that had happened, it was obvious. Not least that my Vagina was soaking wet and weirdly sticky inside it this morning. Don’t you remember me telling you that’s why I wanted to go over for a proper hot shower? I didn’t know why. It was only when you told me all about the dog today I’d remembered that I’d also had strange pleasant recollection about something hard and thick fucking me from the back that almost filled me when it came, flooding me. In the shower this morning I tried to put my fingers right up myself ... No not like that,” she added, thumping my arm hard as I gave her a knowing look. “I had a hangover, the last thing I felt was sexy. No, just feeling up inside myself, wondering why the hell it was so wet and really sticky, right up to my cervix, and I was leaking out so much.”
“Isn’t it usually? I asked curiously. “I do my best to make it wet and sticky most nights.”
“No,” she answered, “Not sticky like it was inside me this morning, I was soaked, so was the bed and you don’t make my vagina like this was, it was like spilled coke, really sugary sticky, different. When you told me the details this afternoon I realised I could now remember what it was, it had to be.”
‘Shit,’ I thought, looking at the half empty 500ml Prosecco bottle in my hand that I was just pouring the last of into our two glasses. It had looked empty but was still half full. I remembered toying with Jenny’s pussy with an empty one just like it, easing it gently up her from the back when I’d laid her on her side on the bed to see if I could ‘revive’ her interest after the dog had jumped ship. The bottle had slid up into her easily after the dog’s attentions but apart from a few grunts she hadn’t been very responsive when I pushed gently in and out and fucked her and I’d pulled it out, noting it looked so wet it looked like she was peeing herself ... Whoops ... It looks like last nights Prosecco bottle was half full too, and definitely fizzy and wet after being used as a dildo.
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