She looked like a goddess standing under the waterfall showerhead with the sunlight streaming thru the clear glass shower panels, reflecting off her glistening toned body, her tanned and untanned contrasts of her breasts and body. Her small tight firm muscular curvaceous ass looked like tiny glaring white moons contrasted against her darkly tanned body, then the tiny twin white spotlights of the very small untanned nipple areas of her large firm up-swept breasts.
Bree and I started fooling around in the shower when Duke poked his head around the walk- in-shower and Bree saw that I did a pretty poor job of toweling Duke dry and stopped any further proceedings. Bree walked out of the shower, dried off and put on a short silk semi-sheer La Perla robe that just barely reached the curve of her small firm cheek bottoms when she was standing straight. Due to size and cut of the robe, quite a bit of large firm cleavage was also exposed. Bree had purchased this robe for our honeymoon and after several years still never failed to excite me, not to mention Bree worked out for at least an hour and a half running and lifting weights five days a week.
Bree started to towel Duke off and it was a pretty erotic sight. Bree was bent over slightly with her rear to me, (still in the shower), legs slightly spread, and the short robe had ridden halfway up her firm parted muscular buttocks.
I had a clear view of her denuded pussy. Her pussy lips were swollen and slightly parted from our fooling around, and tantalizing glimpses of her nether region as she forcefully toweled Duke. Bree just had a small, narrow trimmed triangle of cinnamon colored pubic hair above her pussy, everything around her genitalia and anal areas had been lasered away, courtesy of one of her best friends who owns a laser hair clinic. The view got even better as the toweling continued as the motions caused the belt of the silk robe to loosen and the robe widely parted open allowing me to see Bree’s sun tan contrasted firm heavy breasts sway with her toweling efforts.
A half hour later all three of us were sitting on the floor in front of a roaring fire. Underneath us was a large padded fake polar bear skin rug. When sitting on the floor, Duke had his usual spot with his head in her lap. Bree had on her robe and I had mine (though not like Bree’s!). I had gotten champagne; strawberries and whipped crème that we enjoyed (Duke like strawberries and the whipped crème too).
The fire was warm and Bree and I loosened our robes.
As I hand fed Bree the berries and crème, Bree had leaned back from her sitting position with her arms behind her to enjoy the radiant heat from the fire on the front of her body and also to enjoy my appreciative distractions viewing her partially reclined and mostly nude body, the robe was now completely unbelted, the edges loose and dangling along the back sides of her exposed breasts revealing her large full pert breasts tilted upwards, her long lean taut muscular torso – her legs slightly parted…
Duke had his long thick tongue lolling out and looked happy. I guess if I had my head in my wife’s lap with her wearing nothing but a short openly parted robe and she was scratching my ears, and eating berries and cream then I’d be happy too!
I guess I was distracted from the view because as I was reaching over to feed her a berry, it slipped from my fingers and dropped onto her leg, Duke reached his tongue out and got it, and then did another couple of swipes to get the remaining cream.
Bree did a slight shiver feeling his tongue on her bare leg.
“Oh My Gosh!” Bree stated
“Now that’s the kind of tongue you need!”
CHAPTER 2
“With a tongue that long I couldn’t talk” I told her.
“Yes honey, but think what else you could do with it!” Bree grinned.
“You mean lick my own dick?” I quipped.
Bree hit at me “That wasn’t what I meant” she said.
Bree hit me just as I was fixing to give her a particularly large strawberry covered with a lot of whipped crème, it fell from my fingers and it hit below her navel and slid downward, Bree giggled and shivered as it slid downward from the cold sensation of the crème and the contrast of the radiant warmth from the fire on her body.
Duke’s eye had tracked the falling berry and did what any other canine would do to go after a treat; he forcefully pushed his large head between the juncture of her legs spreading them as he did so and swiped his long tongue after the crème and the elusive berry.
Bree went stock still and then Duke continued swiping his long tongue licking the crème off and trying to get at the berry that evidently was on the rug directly below Bree’s pussy.
“Make him stop”
Bree said with a quivering voice…
Bree’s body was quivering and her small nipples had gone to instant diamond hardness…
Now have you ever tried to get a 190-pound Great Dane to stop doing something that he was obviously intent on getting?
I tried anyway by pulling on his collar but that just seemed to make him bury his head deeper in Bree’s parted legs. Duke could not be budged and his licking did not stop either…
“Bree, I can’t get him to move” I said
“Well how about me” Bree stuttered
“He won’t stop licking and he is licking me… you know…down there….”
With Bree’s stuttering, which I have come to know she does when she is embarrassed or is not in control of a situation; I reappraised what was going on:
Bree was still reclining back on her arms, her legs now involuntarily spread from Duke’s massive head forcing its way between the juncture of her legs to lick the crème and get at the berry. Bree’s breathing had increased and became rapid – her exposed gorgeous tan contrasted chest heaving her hard nipple up-turned breasts upwards with every breath. The berry-covered crème must have slid down the length of her pussy before dropping to the rug and was now trapped in cleft of her curvaceous pretty ass
“Doesn’t it feel good?” I asked
I hoped Bree did not notice the gleam in my eye that I was sure was present.
“Oh yeah it feels good” she protested “But…but it’s Duke”
“Right now he looks like a horny male eating the hot pussy of a gorgeous woman,” I said.
“Well still you…OHHHHH!”
As Duke shoved further causing Bree to jump a little, his huge head forcefully spreading her legs slightly wider apart
“But…but it feels good…”
I was splitting my sides.
My cock had also gotten very hard…
“I guess you should enjoy it till he gets tired of it then”
I softly whispered to Bree to remember Kate’s philosophy?
“If It Feels Good, Then Do It”
“If you are mentally and physically comfortable with an idea and it does not harm you or a willing partner then, why not?
Go For It!”
I couldn’t tell if Bree was paying attention to what I said or not!’
I noticed that before I even started talking she had started to slowly spread her legs farther apart as I caressed her back and leg and now Bree had her legs splayed widely apart so her pussy was totally exposed, she leaned back against me and tilted her pussy mound up into the greedily licking tongue. Now Duke was able to really go to town, evidently he must have gotten interested in something else after the crème was licked up and caught Bree’s scent from arousal from our early encounter in the shower and now from the inadvertent licking of her pussy. Bree noted the long tongue was hot and raspy, but not particularly wet — it felt wonderful!