Holllihotbitch
Zooville Settler
It's been a while since I updated things, and a lot has happened, but I wanted to explore my recent feelings and situational change and it was suggested it's time I posted something.
So first things first, I can no longer class myself as a housewife, being separated / estranged (no, not because of my zoo lifestyle, to this day he doesn't have a clue about that), the reasons are my own but suffice to say I am now a single mom as regards human relationships.
My love for my Charlie is well documented by now, and I think some of you understand that I consider him my true husband anyway. That love only intensifies, and I love finding new ways to please him. Lately, though, for reasons which are also my own, I have been feeling that I need to find another dog to share our lives. The search led me to Carlton, a 2 year old rescue Doberman cross, and so achingly handsome he made me leak all down my inner thighs the moment I saw him. I knew he had to become part of this family and did the paperwork immediately to start things moving. When I got him home I concentrated on making him feel comfortable and loved before anything else could take place. Charlie has always been good (if a little competitive) with other dogs and seemed to take Carlton under his wing right away.
When I felt that he was ready, I arranged some alone time with Carlton and went through a careful warm-up / foreplay routine, encouraging him to get a taste for me, and cooing and reassuring him long before I reached for his cock. When I did cautiously and gently begin to caress him, oh my was I in for a treat. As it began to emerge from his sheath, it just kept growing and growing until I was presented with a beautiful, powerful and extremely long piece of love meat and I knew it had to be inside of me sooner rather than later. Careful not to rush things (you never know how a rescue has been treated in a previous life), with lots of affectionate touching and gently reassuring words, I worked him around behind me as I presented on all fours. Now, as much as I love dogs, I can't pretend to know what they say to each other when humans aren't around, but I can believe that Charlie told him what the bitch likes, because he clumsily jumped up and began jabbing away with that awesome cock. It is absolutely correct to say he was all enthusiasm and no skill but I knew he would enjoy learning how to get the maximum use out of a human bitch, so I guided his frantic cock into my wetness and let him thrust vigorously in, soon he was tied and not long after that he nutted in his new wife for the first time.
We are some way now down the journey and he is becoming a much better lover, without totally losing that raw aggressive enthusiasm, and his long cock is a wonderful treat for me, even though Charlie still beats him in the knot stakes. The thing is I am now a polyamorous wife, with my two lovers happily sharing me - although (especially in Charlie's case) the friendly competition seems to drive them on to fuck me even more vigorously, each one staking his claim to be my alpha mate.
I know it will be asked so I will say now. Yes, they sometimes share me and we have loving threesomes, with my cunt and mouth getting plenty of use in a single session. Most often, though, one or other of my husbands will take his bitch and do his very best to breed her, knowing his friend will be waiting for a turn to do the same. I couldn't be happier, and of course it means there is plenty of cock for me to share with my other bitch friends. Plenty to go around. And more opportunities for a little "wife swapping" too
I haven't stopped participating with my circle of zoo friends and enjoying other lovers, but my two husbands keep me plenty busy with my knees needing regular moisturiser to prevent callouses, and my cunt needing no moisturising at all as it is wet for their cocks 24/7. The journey continues.
So first things first, I can no longer class myself as a housewife, being separated / estranged (no, not because of my zoo lifestyle, to this day he doesn't have a clue about that), the reasons are my own but suffice to say I am now a single mom as regards human relationships.
My love for my Charlie is well documented by now, and I think some of you understand that I consider him my true husband anyway. That love only intensifies, and I love finding new ways to please him. Lately, though, for reasons which are also my own, I have been feeling that I need to find another dog to share our lives. The search led me to Carlton, a 2 year old rescue Doberman cross, and so achingly handsome he made me leak all down my inner thighs the moment I saw him. I knew he had to become part of this family and did the paperwork immediately to start things moving. When I got him home I concentrated on making him feel comfortable and loved before anything else could take place. Charlie has always been good (if a little competitive) with other dogs and seemed to take Carlton under his wing right away.
When I felt that he was ready, I arranged some alone time with Carlton and went through a careful warm-up / foreplay routine, encouraging him to get a taste for me, and cooing and reassuring him long before I reached for his cock. When I did cautiously and gently begin to caress him, oh my was I in for a treat. As it began to emerge from his sheath, it just kept growing and growing until I was presented with a beautiful, powerful and extremely long piece of love meat and I knew it had to be inside of me sooner rather than later. Careful not to rush things (you never know how a rescue has been treated in a previous life), with lots of affectionate touching and gently reassuring words, I worked him around behind me as I presented on all fours. Now, as much as I love dogs, I can't pretend to know what they say to each other when humans aren't around, but I can believe that Charlie told him what the bitch likes, because he clumsily jumped up and began jabbing away with that awesome cock. It is absolutely correct to say he was all enthusiasm and no skill but I knew he would enjoy learning how to get the maximum use out of a human bitch, so I guided his frantic cock into my wetness and let him thrust vigorously in, soon he was tied and not long after that he nutted in his new wife for the first time.
We are some way now down the journey and he is becoming a much better lover, without totally losing that raw aggressive enthusiasm, and his long cock is a wonderful treat for me, even though Charlie still beats him in the knot stakes. The thing is I am now a polyamorous wife, with my two lovers happily sharing me - although (especially in Charlie's case) the friendly competition seems to drive them on to fuck me even more vigorously, each one staking his claim to be my alpha mate.
I know it will be asked so I will say now. Yes, they sometimes share me and we have loving threesomes, with my cunt and mouth getting plenty of use in a single session. Most often, though, one or other of my husbands will take his bitch and do his very best to breed her, knowing his friend will be waiting for a turn to do the same. I couldn't be happier, and of course it means there is plenty of cock for me to share with my other bitch friends. Plenty to go around. And more opportunities for a little "wife swapping" too
I haven't stopped participating with my circle of zoo friends and enjoying other lovers, but my two husbands keep me plenty busy with my knees needing regular moisturiser to prevent callouses, and my cunt needing no moisturising at all as it is wet for their cocks 24/7. The journey continues.
