The second week was nearly an exact repeat of the first, except that I was no longer hesitant to "help" Max relieve his tensions when he'd finished with me each time. I like to try and catch his hot semen in the palm of my free hand and then hold it out for him to lick ... am I weird, or WHAT? One added element had crept into the affair though and it started in my mind as a silly, kinky thought... and had become a glowing ember that dominated my thoughts during the second weekend, our second period of forced abstinence.

By the time that third Monday arrived, I was a nervous wreck! I went through the motions of following my normal daily routine, but that was all it was... going through the motions. When lunchtime arrived I suddenly decided I wasn't hungry and began my ritual of touring the living room and kitchen to be certain the doors were locked and the blinds were drawn. Max was acting skittish too, following me around. When I was sure that everything was as it should be I stood in the living room and looked at Max and discovered that I was trembling inside from excitement. Max returned my gaze as if to say "What are we waiting for, baby?"

The smoldering ember finally caught hold and became an honest-to-goodness fire as I stripped off my clothes (ALL of them this time) and stood staring down into those dark eyes. I walked slowly to the sofa and assumed my position on the edge, Max eagerly following and nuzzling into my crotch right away. I laid there for a while trying to bring my trembling under control and feeling the pleasure rise within me as Max performed his magic.

After a few minutes, I leaned forward carefully so as not to interfere with Max and felt gently down along his belly. I found him completely erect and hot to my touch! He stopped licking and looked sideways at my face then...

"Are you thinking the same thing I'm thinking?" I asked, my voice trembling just like the rest of my body. Max licked the side of my face and I took that to be a "yes." I stood up and grabbed that large pillow from the end of the sofa and tossed it out into the middle of the floor. "Cummon, Max", I said. "Let's see if we can make this work."

I bunched the pillow together and formed a thick roll of it, holding it in place as I eased myself down onto it. Face down like that, the pillow under my hips, I hoped Max would understand what I wanted. I moved my knees out to the side as far as I could to give him room and I watched over my shoulder as he moved behind me, acting confused. I felt his breath between my cheeks as he sniffed my anus and gave me an experimental lick.

"Cummon, Max", I urged softly, wiggling my butt around just a little, "you know what you're supposed to do ... wooof, wooof!"

I was beginning to think he wouldn't do it. He licked me some more and I could see his hind legs dancing around as if confronted with a really hard problem. Then I felt a paw on my right cheek and he whined.

"That's the idea, Max", I crooned. "Rita wants you to fuck her."

Having said it, I felt my stomach churn violently as the two parts of my brain battled it out. In the mean time, Max seemed to have made HIS decision. I felt his other paw and cringed when his claws scraped against the skin of my lower back. He was trying to get himself into position! But I had to do something about those claws! I reached around gently and pushed him back.

"Just a minute, lover", I said, standing up. "I don't want to be maimed for life."

I ran quickly to the kitchen, Max trotting along behind me, and opened a drawer next to the sink. I grabbed two towels and, from another drawer, two thick rubber bands. Max followed me back into the living room and almost seemed to understand what I was doing as I wrapped the towels around his front paws and slipped the rubber bands in place to hold them there.

Re-bunching the pillow, I eased my hips down onto it again and wiggled my butt for him.

"Okay, Max, no more excuses", I said. "Come to momma...."

I was thrilled to feel his padded paws on my hips and I urged him onward with soft reassurances. He tried to grip my back with his paws and I could barely feel them through the towels. He moved his hind legs up close and I could tell he was hunching back there but I couldn't feel anything. I eased a hand down between myself and the pillow, between my legs and found that he was jabbing into the pillow. Quickly flattening it out a little, I forced my hips downward onto it and spread my knees father to lower my butt.

"That's it... that's it", I said breathlessly as he found the mark.

His slender penis was jabbing earnestly against the depression just to the right of my cunt, along my thigh. I moved my hips just a little to the right and was rewarded by his first, panicky thrust into my eagerly awaiting cunt. Not very deep .... just barely into my vagina, but there just the same! I angled my hips downward, hoping to help him, and felt his rapid little jabs move deeper into me! His front paws skittered around on my back trying to hold on as he moved his back paws a little closer. I could feel the hard muscles of his thighs against the inner surface of my own as he fell into a very fast but steady rhythm.

It felt incredible! I think that what made it so exciting was the very idea of what we were doing. I was actually being fucked by a beagle in my own living room! His rigid little penis was small compared to Russ's naturally, being only about four inches that he could get into me and only a little thicker than my finger. But what Max lacked in size, he more than made up for with his eager intensity. I found myself wishing I could see a clear image of us there in the middle of the floor. I was on the very verge of cumming and had to use all of my determination to keep from rocking my hips. I didn't want to dislodge him!

So I eased my upper body down onto the floor, my nipples digging into the carpet as I tried to hold my position. It didn't take Max very long before he started to lunge into me violently and I knew he was cumming in me! As if from a page in a steamy romance novel, I felt myself floating up to that heavenly plateau where I enjoyed a thoroughly satisfying orgasm. My groans mixed with Max's growling as we came together and I nearly cried when Max suddenly stopped moving, his haunches trembling with the effort to hold himself deeply within my vagina. He was drooling on my back and his penis was twitching rhythmically inside of me. I visualized his thick white semen spurting into my body....

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up my hips were still resting on the pillow, my warmly glowing ass still angled awkwardly toward the ceiling... and Max was curled up quietly behind me, between my outstretched knees.

I got up without disturbing him and returned the pillow to its place on the end of the sofa. He woke up while I was taking the towels from his paws, rolling over onto his back ... and then curled up again to resume his nap as if nothing had happened. I stood there for a moment looking down at him, my hand unconsciously feeling the wetness of my cunt. I slipped a finger up into my vagina and marveled again at the idea of what we had done. Gathering up my clothes then, I went into the bathroom and took a long, hot shower.

By Wednesday Max and I had it down to a fine art! There was no more of the nervous fumbling around while trying to get ourselves into the right positions ... and I had finally resolved the dilemma in my mind. What we were doing wasn't hurting anyone. What we were doing was obviously enjoyable for Max (and me). What we were doing would forever remain a secret ... and it would all come to an end after Friday when the neighbors returned.

I made Friday a special occasion for us by inviting Max into my bedroom for the first time. After getting myself all sweaty on the bike (with Max sitting patiently off to the side and watching me intently) I led him into the bedroom and stripped off my wet clothes. I pulled one end of my vanity around so the large mirror was facing toward the bed and angled it downward just a little. I was really excited when I crawled up into the middle of the bed and patted the comforter to invite Max up with me. He eagerly made the leap and jumped immediately between my legs to begin nosing around and sniffing me.

After making a couple trips to the vanity to move the mirror, I was finally satisfied that I'd be able to see us clearly. I took both pillows and plumped them up behind my back, fondling Max's ears as he licked and sniffed at the tingling lips of my cunt. I didn't know for sure if he'd be able to fuck me like that, with me on my back instead of the other way, but I was determined to try! I reasoned that I'd be able to use my hands to help him.

I cursed softly to myself when I realized that I'd forgotten the towels for Max's paws and made a quick trip to the kitchen for them. I put them on him then and laid back experimentally, patting my belly for him to come up to me. He put his paws up on my stomach and I pulled him closer, holding his paws tightly against my breasts and lifting my legs up on either side of him.

He began hunching at me almost immediately, his tongue hanging limply from the side of his mouth. But he wasn't even close to my cunt... I pulled my knees way up and brought them together against his sides, my thighs tingling at the feel of his hairy flanks. Urging him lower with my legs, I pushed his haunches down and felt the hot tip of his penis begin to prod between my wet lips.

"That's it, Max," I whispered, "I knew you could do it!"

He moved his hind legs a little and his furry belly dropped comfortably down onto my own. I gasped in surprise when his hard little shaft entered me deeper than he'd ever been before. He was catching on nicely! I kept my knees pulled way up to hug him with my upper thighs as he fell into a very fast and very enjoyable rhythm!

I couldn't take my eyes from the mirror. The scene was so incredibly erotic for me and the feeling of his cock pistoning in and out of my vagina was so intense that I came very quickly. I found that I was able to move my hips under him just a little, thereby abandoning myself that much more to the waves of pleasure that pulsed within me...

Max seemed to be in another world. His muzzle was tucked down into the space between his front legs and I could feel him drooling all down between my breasts. He fucked me for what must have been ten minutes or more ... never slowing down and never faltering in his incredibly fast tempo. I came again before he finished with me and when he finally reached his reward I was trembling uncontrollably, my legs quivering along his furry sides as he plunged deeply into me and held himself very still. His stiff little shaft continued to twitch inside of me as he propelled his hot semen into my vagina. He was deep enough that I felt he was nearly against my cervix and I moved my hands from his front paws to grasp his butt, pulling him tighter to me...

Later that afternoon as I stood in the shower, it occurred to me that I had never enjoyed sex with Russ nearly as much as I had with Max. I was sad that Max would be leaving on Sunday and didn't know how I'd be able to do without his wonderful services.

For obvious reasons, I missed Max terribly after he'd gone home and the following week seemed totally empty. I sat on the sofa during the afternoons and masturbated with my fingers, trying to imagine that it was Max licking me ... but it just wasn't any good!

This story DOES have a happy ending though. Not too long after Max left, I convinced Russ that it might be a good idea to have a dog of our own around the house. A "BIG" dog would be able to protect the house for us when we weren't there. Russ agreed, happy to please me

(If he only knew...)

We went to a pet store and bought a cute little German Shepherd puppy and named him Heinrich. That was almost a year ago. Heinrich is NOT a puppy any longer! ...and he is a quick learner, too...