Message-ID: <34598asstr$1010567408@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "Stasya T. Canine" Reply-To: stasya.nospam@counsellor.com X-Original-Message-ID: <9bpn3uobe0u7g1u1od759vcb9rpjtar4v2@4ax.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Abuse-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers X-Abuse-Info: Otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 09 Jan 2002 06:44:01 GMT Distribution: world X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Wed, 09 Jan 2002 06:44:01 GMT Subject: {ASSM} RP - Run Silent - Run Deep (M/Bitch zoo/best) Stasya T. Canine Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2002 04:10:08 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw M/Bitch zoo/best This work is released to the public domain --- Run Silent - Run Deep by Stasya T. Canine --- "My Lady." Brown eyes open to look at me. "I wish..." I pause briefly as tears begin to flow. "Oh hell. We do the best we can, don't we?" I hug my lover/wife and let my tears flow freely. Not surprisingly, a long tongue reaches out and licks my face. It's one of her ways of telling me she cares. I dig my fingers into her fur and gently scratch/rub along her sides and spine. A groan escapes her lips as she arches in ecstasy. This is a familiar routine for both of us. It's almost a daily ritual. As I continue, she rolls to her back and spreads her hind legs. This too is familiar. She wants attention. She's also telling me she's willing to be seduced. Smiling gently through my tears, I begin to softly taste her belly with my fingers. I'm rewarded with total relaxation and a soft sigh. Carefully, I gently shift her so her vulva faces me. Without hesitation, my lips find it and I gently lick her. My fingers find their way to where her legs join her body. Lightly, lovingly, I stroke her body as I tenderly kiss and lick her vulva. Her juices start flowing and I savor them. As some of her muscles relax, I feel others begin to quiver against my probing tongue. I increase my gentle stirrings. I also work my hands under her and begin to lightly dig at the base of her tail. If a bitch can be said to have a g-spot, this is hers. Shortly after I begin my efforts, her quiverings intensify. When her quivers subside, I gently kiss her. Without a word, I get up from where I have been kneeling at the side of our bed and lie next to her. For once, I don't feel any driving need to 'finish' my seduction with full sex. For now, just holding her close is what I need. Oh, I know she's willing. Most of the time she's eager to continue. I'm too pensive for that right now. Every once in awhile, I look back at my chosen lifestyle and wonder. "Did I choose right?" Overall, I'd have to say yes. But, I paid a price few will understand. When it comes to discussing the love of my live, I must hide it. Tell lies when pressed. That takes a toll eventually. So, rather than brood on might-have-beens (there have been plenty), I take time out to spend special time with my lover. I can't help my smile as I think about how sneaky we are in public. Sure, we look like just a dog and man who are exuberant about being together. Her 'unrestrained enthusiasm' as most call it. The nicest part is that all people see is what they want to see. They don't realize just how close we truly are. I'm not about to tell them either. A nose in my crotch brings me back to awareness of the world. It seems someone isn't satisfied. Not surprisingly, she is seducing me. She's letting me know that she wants more tonight. "OK. I get the message." I briefly debate if I should use the lube or just remoisten her with my saliva. The mouth wins. I shift her so I can worship briefly at the altar of my love. I love how she tastes. In or out of estrus, I enjoy and savor the taste of her. Tonight, I taste the subtle seasonings that indicate she is entering her estrus. Ahhh... Now I understand. She's normally horny. During her estrus, she goes beyond that to absolutely demanding. The next couple of weeks will strain my sex drive to its limits. Do I mind? No, not really. It really only means that for a while, she will be seducing me more than I seduce her. Over time, I think it averages out. I long ago quit keeping track of who initiates our sex. I shift us so that the head of my penis is resting in her vulva. Just as I'm about to enter, she pulls away and stands with her hindquarters facing me. Her hind feet shift as she braces herself and then flags me. Oh. It's going be one of *those* sessions. I chuckle softly. "Dog style is it?" I oblige her whim and kneel behind her. This time, instead of stopping me, she braces herself firmly and allows me to slide home. If I wasn't used to it, I'd swear her tail is broken at a right angle. It shifts further to one side and her vagina pulsates around me. I let myself rediscover the gentle rhythm that will eventually bring me to orgasm. On automatic, I start sctritching her at the base of her tail. I get rewarded with internal spasms. I pause and savor the nuances of our love. Somewhat regretfully, I gently wrap my hands around her legs and begin a more driving thrusting that will bring us both to orgasm. I slip. I slide. I feel heat that slowly matches my own. Eventually, I can no longer tell where I end and she begins. I feel... A sharpening tenseness. My balls begin to send a nervous signal that tells me release will be soon. Exquisite 'almost pain' that precedes orgasm. All I am aware of is my tip as her inner warmth surrounds it. I begin to drive deeper. Instinct takes over now. I want one thing and I want it as soon as possible. It happens. Release. Painful spurts as her walls clamp on me. I freeze with my pubes against her. I feel the velvety ring of her vulva as it presses against me. My last rational thought is a desire to feel myself orgasm deep inside her warm embrace. I pull her back as I arch forward for maximum penetration. I become the spurting tip of my penis. I have no body. My lover has demanded - and received - everything I have to give her. I am complete. She stands firmly and patiently as I slowly return. Once she feels my hands unclench, I am rewarded with a low, rumbling growl and soft whines that tell me she too is completed. Finally, unable to contain her excitement, she jerks herself free of my loosening embrace She bounces off the bed and then back. She turns to lick herself. A few licks and then she lunges for my crotch. Years ago, this would have made me flinch away in terror. Now, used to her ways and able to trust her even in her excitement, I arch myself forward to meet her lunge. Her tongue reaches and eagerly searches for any of our mingled juices. She uses her nose to force space so she doesn't miss anything. I close my eyes and savor this. Trust. Love. Lust. Satiation. She is all action. Ready to run and jump. I am exhausted. All I want to do is fall backwards and recover. Instead, I force myself to awareness and cautiously climb off the bed. A nose is pushing me. Still languid, I manage to put my robe on and head for the door. Toenails skitter on the tiles. Throw rugs get wadded up as she races through the house. As I open the door, she uses her nose to force it out of my hand and go outside. Tiredly, but with a smile, I watch as she races around the yard. While she romps and tells the world how happy she is, I settle on the old couch I have on the porch. Eventually her energy wanes and she slows down enough to join me. Her head settles in my lap and I laugh quietly. "About time you remembered I'm here." I gently pet her and as she drifts into a relaxed sleep, I marvel once again that I have been blessed with such a lover. "No, I guess I don't regret my decision after all." It is a whisper that doesn't even make an ear twitch. Smiling, I watch as dusk turns into night. Yes, our love runs silent. But... It also runs deep. --- Stasya T. Canine Feb 10, 2000 --- "Give a minute... Give the gift of friendship to a stranger." --Stasya T. 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