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  A Whole Mess of Messy Sex

  Anita Rimmer

  Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright

  Author's Note

  1. Muzzling My Pup

  2. Diapering Dakota

  3. Home Schooled 1 – Learning to Please

  4. Home Schooled 2 – Taboo Lessons

  5. Home Schooled 3 – Extra Credit

  6. Home Schooled 4 – Group Work

  7. Treat Me Like a Baby

  8. Walking My Dog

  9. Butch to Bitch

  10. Babysitting a BIG Boy

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  1

  Muzzling My Pup

  “Hi Honey, I’m home and I have a surprise!” Jonathan called out as he walked into his large suburban bungalow. He dropped his keys on the little table next to the door and yanked hard on the leash he was holding. His new bitch was sitting outside the front door, refusing to come in. He gave another yank and this time she complied. He shut the door as soon as she was clear of it.

  “Beth?”

  “I’m coming,” he heard his wife’s voice from the kitchen. “What did you-“ she started to say as she walked in the room, stopping short as soon as she saw the leash in his hand. “What the hell is that?” she asked, the look on her face one of pure shock.

  Jonathan looked down at his new dog but she had gone behind his back to hide, the leash wrapping around his tall legs. He spun out of it and moved to the side to let his wife get a good look at her. “It’s our new puppy. You said you wanted something different…”

  Beth was just staring, mouth open. It was a moment before she found her voice. “But, but, that’s a young woman,” she exclaimed.

  Her husband shook his head. “No, this is our new puppy. She’s been recently raised in a kennel, but we’ll still need to break her in a bit.” He looked down at the girl on all fours, her mouth gagged with a big black muzzle.

  Beth continued to look down at the girl and then eventually raised her head to meet her husband’s gaze. A slow smile broke out across her face. “I LOVE HER!” she said. Jonathan smiled back, he knew his wife well.

  “What’s her name?” she asked excitedly, walking closer to get a better look at their new family member.

  “Well, that’s up to us,” he said. “The kennel doesn’t name their new pups, they leave that up to the family that adopts them.”

  Beth knelt down next to the girl and touched her long black hair softly. The girl started to pulled away but a sharp yank on the leash made her stop. She was still kneeling, as she’d been since her new owner had picked her up, her exposed knees and legs raw below the short plaid skirt she wore. On top she wore a tight black tank top that exposed her pale arms and shoulders.

  “She has such nice black fur,” Beth said, continuing to run her fingers through the girl’s hair. “And such contrasting pale white skin.” Her other hand caressed the girls cheek behind the muzzle and then down along her neck. “We should call her Oreo.”

  Jonathan laughed. “That’s a great name.”

  “Do we have to keep this muzzle on her?” she asked.

  “Well, she’s not completely trained yet,” he said, shooting a glare down at Oreo. She caught his eye and quickly looked down at the floor. “I suppose we could try and see how it goes, at least for a little while. I definitely think she’ll need it during the night though.” He knelt down next to his wife and grabbed Oreo by the chin, making her look him in the eye again. “Are you going to be a good girl if we take off the muzzle?” he asked sternly.

  She looked at him and nodded slowly so he undid the buckles around her face, removing the black leather strap and pulling the gag from her mouth. To her credit, she didn’t make a sound. She just looked up with puppy dog eyes.

  “Wonderful,” his wife said. “Now I was just about to put dinner on the table. What about you, girl, are you hungry?”

  Oreo nodded quickly.

  “Great,” Beth said, getting to her feet. “Let’s go eat.”

  Jonathan followed his tall brown haired wife into the kitchen, leading his new puppy in behind him. His wife was just setting down a plate of lasagne in front of his usual spot at the table. She put another plate in the spot next to him that usually sat empty. Oreo crawled up to the chair and then started to climb up onto it.

  “No,” he yelled, snapping the leash. “Bad dog.” Oreo fell backwards off of the chair and onto her back at the force of his pull. He picked up the plate and put it on the floor next to the wall. “Doggie’s don’t sit at the table,” he said. He dropped the leash and took his spot.

  “Oh dear, that’s true,” he heard his wife say as she brought her own plate over and sat down. “Silly me.”

  They finished their supper with no more incidents, although at one point they remembered to also set down a bowl of water for Oreo when she started whining and looking up at them. When they were done, they retired to the family room and brought their new puppy in with them, finally removing her leash. She wandered around the room a bit, sniffing and exploring things before finally finding a small cushion in the corner to settle down on.

  Jonathan and his wife sat on the couch and relaxed.

  “So, what do you think? Shall we keep her?” he asked.

  “Oh yes,” his wife answered. “I love her! The only thing is…” she started.

  “Yes?”

  “Well, I’ve never had a dog before,” she began, “so I’m no expert, but they don’t normally wear clothes, do they?”

  The tall man looked at his wife, catching the glint in her eye, remembering again why he married her. “No, you’re right,” he said. “They don’t.”

  He stood and Oreo immediately jumped up onto her knees, sensing something was up and starting to whimper.

  “It’s okay girl, calm down,” he said, slowly walking forward with his hands out. All of a sudden the puppy took off, crawling as quickly as she could but Jonathan’s long legs put him in front of her before she left the room.

  “Just hold still,” he said, grabbing at her shirt and pulling. The new puppy thrashed around as he pulled and suddenly he heard a loud tear as the clothes ripped from her body leaving her in just a tight bra above the waist. “Woof!” she barked up at him, rising up on her knees from the floor.

  Jonathan swung his hand forward and cuffed her across the face sending her sprawling back down on all fours with a cry. “Don’t you bark at me!” He grabbed the strap of her bra and gave it a hard yank, ripping it from her body. Oreo cried out again but this time didn’t protest further.

  Jonathan looked down at the small white breasts hanging down from his new dog. The red nipples were standing firm and pointing at the floor. He put his hand on one of her tits and squeezed, pulling her forward to him and then using his other hand to pull her ass around. He let go of her breast after giving the nipple a little tweak and then used both hands to yank down her skirt and panties all at once.

  He gathered up all of the clothes and threw them up on to the couch next to his wife. “I guess we can get rid of those,” he said. Oreo looked up quickly and let out a little whimper. “You won’t be needing them anymore,” he said. “Doggies don’t wear clothes.” He gave her ass a firm swat and then stood up, returning to his wife.

  “Better?” he asked.

  “Much,” she said, admiring her new dog. Oreo sat in the middle of the room still, stark naked with only her collar around her neck. She had raised up off of her hands and was sitting back with her feet tucked under her and legs together. Only the top of her black bush was visible, but it matched the hair on her down-turned head.

  “I think she thinks we’re mad at her,” Beth said. “It’s okay Oreo, sweetie. Daddy and I just want you to learn how to behave, that’s all.” Oreo still sat in the same position without moving. “Come here, puppy, we’re not mad at you.”

  “Daddy?” Jonathan asked.

  “Well, she’s our puppy, which is kind of like a baby. To her we would almost be like a mommy or daddy.”

  Jonathan just smiled and shrugged at her logic. Oreo still sat still for another moment and then finally got back onto her hands and shuffled forward.

  “Good girl,” Beth said, running her hands through the girl’s hair again and scratching her behind the ears. The girl nuzzled Beth’s leg. “I think she likes me,” she said.

  “Of course, why wouldn’t she,” Jonathan replied, putting his hand on his wife’s knee and giving it a little squeeze.

  “Well, after you were so rough with her I wasn’t sure if she’d be afraid of me as well.”

  “You have to show a dog who its master is,” he replied, matter-of-factly. “Otherwise you’ll never get any obedience from them.”

  “Well I think you just need to show them love,” his wife said in a cute little voice, using both hands now to rub the girls head. “Doggies just love to be scratched and rubbed, isn’t that right Oreo?” In answer, the puppy nuzzled harder into her leg and looked up at her, panting with her tongue out. “See? She likes it.”

  “Good,” Jonathan said. He reached over with one of his large hands and gave the girl’s head and neck a rub. Oreo looked at him warily but then submitted to his touch.

  “We just need to give her some positive attention, who knows how long she was neglected in that kennel before she was adopted.” Beth always had such a kind heart towards animals.

  She ran her hands down the girl’s neck and over her husband’s hand, continuing to rub her back. “I’ve heard the only thing doggie’s like more than a scratch behind the ears is a belly rub.” Her hand slid across Oreo’s shoulder and down under her arm until she touched the girls breast. She ran her hands along the silky smoothness of it, letting her palm glide across the hard nipple and then further until she was touching her tummy. She started to make circles around her belly button and Oreo dropped down and rolled onto her back, exposing her breasts and bush to the young couple.

  “See, she just wants some love and attention,” Beth said in a little baby voice. She slid off the couch next to the girl and continued rubbing her tummy, letting her fingers dip lower every few rotations and run through the thick black hair between her legs.

  Jonathan moved over on the couch and straddled his wife with a leg on each side of her as she sat on the floor. He watched her fingers roam across the puppy’s body and wiggle through her pubes while he put his own hands on her shoulders and started to give her a bit of a massage.

  “Oh honey, that feels so nice,” she said. Jonathan knew that back rubs for his wife usually ended with him getting laid and he was starting to feel extraordinarily horny as he watched his spouse rubbing the belly of their new girl pup. His large cock was already straining in his pants and he shifted his hips forward slightly so that it would be noticed. It didn’t take long for Beth’s head to bump his hardness.

  “Oh my, Jonathan, what’s going on back there,” she asked with a little laugh. Her fingers weren’t rubbing Oreo’s belly anymore, they had raised higher up on the girl’s chest and were tracing a slow figure eight around her breasts. The little pink nipples were poking straight into the air and her big blue eyes stared up at Jonathan as he gazed down at her. Her mouth was still open slightly as she continued to pant.

  He pressed harder into his wife’s tight muscles and she let out a little moan of pleasure. “That feels so good,” she purred. She leaned her head back slightly, pressing his erection down into his pants. “Keep going and I’ll make sure that gets taken care of,” she promised.

  Jonathan redoubled his efforts, digging deep into the knots on her back, slipping his hands beneath the neckline of her shirt to rub against the skin directly.

  “Here, let me make it easier for you,” she said, pulling her shirt off over head, breaking his grasp on her sore muscles briefly. As soon as her shirt was off her big breasts bounced free and Jonathan resumed his back rub. Oreo’s eyes widened slightly as she looked at the older woman’s bare chest.

  Beth’s hands went back to the puppy’s body and she resumed her touch, now rubbing the girl’s nipples slightly with her fingertips. “That’s a good girl,” she said. “You like to be touched, don’t you? You like attention?”

  Oreo made a little yelp sound as Beth pinched one of her nipples taking her by surprise. “Does doggy want a treat?” She asked. Oreo nodded up at her, mouth still open.

  Beth leaned forward, causing Jonathan to also lean forward to continue with the massage. She kept going until her own nipple was right against the bottom lip of their new puppy girl. “That’s it, taste your treat,” she said.

  Oreo immediately started to lap at the offered breast and Jonathan watched as his wife’s hand again roamed down the girl’s body and pushed through her thick black bush, this time not stopping until she rubbed along her clit and then pressed in between the wet folds of her labia. Oreo whimpered around the nipple in her mouth.

  “Doggy likes that, doesn’t she?” Beth said, pressing her finger in deeper at the same time as lowering her breast even farther into the girls open mouth. She continued rubbing for a few moments, her hands moving in and out of the wet pussy just as her husband kneaded the muscles of her own back. She had soon had enough of the massage, however, so she withdrew her fingers and nipple from the young pup beneath her and turned around to face her husband.

  Jonathan leaned back against the couch and watched his wife undo his belt and pull his pants and underwear down off of his body. His large cock stood straight up from between his legs proudly, and he smiled as he saw Oreo gazing up at it from the floor with wide eyes.

  Beth grabbed his large cock and ran her hands up and down its length a couple of times. “You’re so big,” she said. “I know what’s gotten you so hot. It’s this new bitch.” Jonathan didn’t say anything, he knew she was right. She turned and looked at the puppy lying on the floor. “Get up here,” she said to Oreo.

  The puppy scrambled to her knees. “You’re the one that got him this way,” Beth said. “You take care of him.” The puppy just looked at Beth and didn’t move.

  “Lick him!” she commanded.

  The puppy just looked at Jonathan and then back at Beth and made a whimpering sound.

  “She’s scared of you,” Beth said. “But I know something little doggie’s can’t resist.” She stood up, her big C cups bouncing as she did, and left the room only to return moments later with a big jar of peanut butter.

  She opened the top and stuck a couple of fingers in, coating them. “I’ve heard that puppies love peanut butter.” Indeed, Oreo was sitting up straight on her knees, head craning to see into the jar. If she had a tail, Jonathan thought it would be wagging. He watched with interest as his wife slathered his cock from base to tip in the thick spread. Oreo was gazing at his cock hungrily.

  Beth offered her messy fingers to Oreo. “Here, clean these off first,” she said. Oreo opened her mouth and immediately started to lick the peanut butter off of her fingers until they were clean. “Now get the rest,” his wife sai d and she roughly pushed the puppy’s head towards the coated cock.

  To his surprise, Oreo started to lick him immediately, running her soft tongue up and down his member trying to get every last bit of the sweet topping. He squirmed in delight as he felt her tongue dig into his balls to get a bit that had dropped onto his sac and then continue up and back onto his shaft. His wife watched with a smile on her face as she stood next to their new puppy.

  When his cock was licked clean, Oreo continued to nuzzle around his groin sniffing for more which gave him an idea. “Give me the jar,” he said. He lay back on the couch as his wife handed him the opened container and he dipped his fingers in to coat them. “Here girl,” he said, rubbing his fingers on the base of his shaft and then on his balls. He then dipped in and got a great big glob and brought it lower, pushing it between his ass cheeks and coating his sphincter. “Come get all the peanut butter.”

  “You dirty bastard,” his wife said with a laugh. He was always trying to get her to lick his ass but she was never into it. Oreo, on the other hand, didn’t care what she had to lick as long as it was covered in peanut butter. He felt her long tongue swirl around his balls and then dip lower, digging out all of the tasty spread from between the cheeks until there was no more at the top. He felt her hands lift up and grasp his ball sac, lifting it out of the way as she pressed her face deeper between his cheeks, pressing her tongue right up against his asshole and licking the rim. His cock grew even harder as she continued to lick his hole, and he looked up at his wife with pleading eyes.

  Beth knew her husband well enough to see that he was ready to burst, so she stripped off the rest of her clothes and straddled him, letting herself sink down onto his cock with her already wet pussy. She leaned forward, letting her breasts push against the fabric of the shirt he was still wearing to give Oreo room to continue licking his ass. She felt his already large cock starting to swell within her immediately, knowing he wasn’t going to last long at all and frustrated that she wouldn’t have much time to enjoy his thickness. She squeezed her pussy down on him as she started to move her hips, her ass bumping against Oreo’s head every time she pushed back.