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Lara Loves Doggy Tail	By : JustS Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 112699 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Personal Disclaimer: I do not endorse any of the behaviour or acts featured within my stories in real life. These are works of fantasy fiction that are meant to provide entertainment - nothing more.
ANNOUNCEMENT - I'm giving up my smut writing duties in the coming months. There will be two more chapters of this fic. More details of my retirement in this forum post: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/59724-justs-feedback-response-thread/page-2

Chapter Six: Final Flings

Inevitably and regrettably, Lara's wild week with Henry was nearing its end. On their final night together she decided to orchestrate one last role-playing session. Inverting the occasions when she'd acted as a female dog, this time she envisioned a human scenario wherein she and Henry went on a date to a restaurant. Lara couldn't decide to herself if he was meant to a human male or they were just in a world where women could freely date dogs. Either way it was an exciting fantasy for her.

Lara dressed appropriately for their classy date. She donned a figure-flaunting silky red dress with high slits that ran up to her thighs. The sleeveless, low-backed, cleavage-revealing design with stringy straps was meant to be worn without a bra so she refrained from wearing one nor a pair of knickers. She did put on her sexiest pair of nylon stockings, held up by a hidden frilly black garter belt around her waist. Finishing off the outfit was a shiny red pair of stilettos and an expensive gold bracelet. She let her long finely-brushed brunette hair hang lose, wore some of her best, most pricey perfume and applied a good amount of make-up to her face. Besides her lack of panties, she was now adorned in the exact way she would when she was attending posh evening soirees.

Remembering that she had a black bow-tie amongst her large collection of clothing accessories, she tied that around Henry's neck instead of his collar, giving him a little something to suggest the formality of their fictional date.

Croft Manor's dining hall would double as their fancy restaurant scenario. She pulled out a low Japanese-style table that was suitable for them both to sit at. She set it with a cloth, cutlery, condiments and even a bottle of champagne. She fired up her Hi-Fi system, setting it to play a CD of classy and bright piano performances to create an appropriate mood. She knew Henry wouldn't be able to understand most of these things but nevertheless it added to the illusion for herself.

With everything set up, Lara stood in the dining hall and called out to Henry. He hurried in from the hallway, still wearing the bow tie, and Lara mentally inserted herself into the fantasy scene. Her character was ostensibly herself, so all she had to do was pretend that the two of them were standing outside a sophisticated restaurant in a big city somewhere.

However, she decided that this was her character's first date with Henry's, making her somewhat easy given how she was definitely going to let him fuck her later in the evening. She mentally toyed with the idea that she was a high-class escort, having already been paid to accompany her client to a meal at a restaurant then letting him have his way with her afterwards. Either way, she revelled in the fantasy of being some tarted-up cock-hungry slut.

'Hi, I'm so glad you could meet me!' She told her diminutive date. 'My, you look very handsome. Shall we head inside?'

Lara's stiletto heels loudly clomped against the dining room floor as they made the short walk to their low table. She had to break character a little to physically get Henry to sit at the piece of furniture opposite her. She then carefully lowered herself down upon a cushion in her place, sitting cross-legged.

Lara poured herself a full glass of bubbling champagne, wishing her date 'cheers' before she gently knocked the whole thing back. From her internet research Lara knew that dogs could get drunk but alcohol was really bad for them. As such, she would just have to imagine he was drinking with her. Putting his water bowl, which he probably wouldn't drink from in time with her champagne anyway, would have been too ungainly to bring to this little table anyway.

Knowing that he probably wouldn't sit still for too long, she didn't wait to start pouring herself a second glass of bubbly.

'I hope you don't mind but I've already ordered for us,' she told him. 'Our food should be coming shortly.'

She quickly but elegantly swallowed down her second helping of booze before placing her glass down on the table. Occasionally throughout the date she would throw out clichéd lines to pretend like they were chatting. She didn't go so far to have a whole conversation, asking him questions and pretending to listen to his responses and such, but spoke enough that if they had both been humans the date wouldn't have comprised primarily of awkward dead air.

Their meals were pre-prepared by Lara and pretty straightforward. Henry's was just a bowl of cooked chicken chunks which is what she tended to feed him on special occasions. Knowing that he would scarf down whatever food she laid out in front of him with a matter of seconds, her own dish was simply a single cooked chicken breast that wouldn't take her very long to eat with a knife and fork.

'Oh look, here comes our food.' Lara said, standing and retrieving both of their meals from the dinning hall's proper, full-sized table.

Sitting back down, she placed his bowl in front of him. As expected, the dog's nose was into the food before the container had even touched the small table's surface. She began tucking into her own small portion of chicken, maintaining her sense of decorum by eating it with her set of silverware.

Before she knew it, Henry had already licked his bowl clean than began eyeing up what was left on Lara's plate.

'Oh my, someone must have been hungry!' She said with a smile.

She impaled her last chunk of chicken meat on her folk and offered it across the table to him.

'Here, I wasn't that hungry.'

Henry closed his mouth around the white hunk and unreservedly chomped it down. Lara softly laughed and placed both knife and fork on her empty plate. Henry licked all around his chops then stared at her, as if hoping there was something else to come. Lara began to pour herself some more champagne and started to get a bit more flirtatious with him now.

'I like your big dark eyes. They're very mysterious and inviting.'

She gulped down her latest glass of booze then immediately started pouring another one. She would have liked to have taken her time more on their 'date' but she was aware that Henry (being a terrible actor that he was) would start to lose attention and maybe even wander away if he sensed their wasn't any more food or anything else or interesting coming his way.

'Do you like what I'm wearing?' She asked. 'I did this just for you. Does it make me look attractive? I wanted to look sexy for you.'

Lara knocked back her next glassful of bubbly and began pouring another. Her cheeks were now a little pink, both from the booze and her open flirtations. Though she wasn't that drunk she chose to lay on the amorous, intoxicated sounding pick-up lines with an bawdy smile regardless.

'You look very handsome tonight. How about we pay the bill and continue the evening at my place?'

Lara downed her last glass of champagne then shakily rose to her feet on her tall stiletto heels. She began to walk towards the hallway and Henry quickly followed. She made the difficult walk up the stairs to the first floor landing in her ungainly but sexy shoes.

'Welcome to my humble abode.' She told the dog as she pushed open her bedroom door.

After the two went inside she closed the door behind them, still acting like it was her home's front entrance.

'I'm sorry that I don't have much to eat or drink but I'm sure we can find something to do to entertain ourselves...' She told him as she sultrily walked towards the other end of the room.

The tarted-up brunette proceeded to sit down upon the chaise lounge which stood before the window. She looked back towards her date and patted the space on the seat next to her. Henry seemed to get the idea and padded across the room to hop up beside her. Lara broke character in order to physically guide him so he was sitting down near the edge of lounge chair facing the window.

She pondered fleshing out this moment her little role-playing fantasy, wrapping her arm him and maybe have another one-way conversation. However, she quickly nixed that idea in favour of getting to the truly fun part of their final night together. Besides, if she was keeping true to her slutty (and possibly paid-for) character then eagerly speeding towards the fucking made complete sense.

Still sitting to the left of him, she reached her right hand in the gap between Henry's nearest front and rear leg. Effortlessly finding his masculine sex with her view partially obscured, she wrapped her grip around his stubby sheathed length. With a few squeezes and tugs his warm fleshy sex began to swell, pleasingly increasing in width and length and starting to protrude from its furry hiding place. Within seconds his hot red cock was at full girth and size in her dexterous womanly grip.

Lara then proceeded get down on the floor on her knees, position herself before him, then bent her upper body forward. With her spread out arms helping her grip the edge of the chaise lounge for stability, she sent her head between the Shepherd's hind legs. Her outstretched tongue followed by her lips briefly wrestled with the tip of his red rod before she deftly took the bulk of his intoxicating cock into her mouth.

She hummed in delight as she starting suckling, enjoying the familiar scent, taste and heat of his dog dick. Given that this was their last night together she reminded herself that she had to enjoy everything that happened from here as best she could as she'd probably never have the chance to do these things again, let alone do them with Henry.

She made a few long, slow and deep fellating motions around his wonderful shaft. She couldn't quite take any of him inside her throat given the somewhat restricted position but regardless she did her all to savour the moment. Soon though she started to increase the speed and intensity of her work, squeezing and sucking him with her lips, tongue and inner cheeks with more passion. Her bare neck did most of the work as she bobbed back and forth, her long hair down the left side of her face lightly swishing back and forward in sync.

After a minute or so of deft fellatio, Lara broke off her actions and moved over to her bed. Sitting down upon the foot of it she spread her legs wide and pulled up the bottom of her slinky dress around her waist, exposing her fully shapely legs in her nylon stockings, her suspenders and most importantly, her sex. Fully fired up and following the scent and heat of her arousal, Henry quickly hopped down from the chaise lounge and moved over to her, making a bee line between her spread legs.

Lara welcomed his head between her thighs, holding him by the fur on his head and neck with both hands. She moaned in delighted approval as his warm, wet, leathery tongue swiftly started lapping at her eager and tender pussy lips. God, she was going to miss this after today.

She laid her upper body back onto the soft duvet of her bed as big dog kept sloppily pleasuring her puffy folds and hardened clit. She allowed him to keep licking away for about the same amount of time he had been blowing him, then gave him a verbal command. This order may have been out of character but she wasn't too bothered about staying strictly to the role at this point.

'Henry, up!' She said, looking at him down the length of her body.

Over the week she had inadvertently trained him to recognise the word 'up' as a command to mount her. It wasn't intentional but he had gotten used to hearing it so much when Lara was clearly aroused and awaiting mating that he knew what the phrase meant.

Sure enough, Henry moved to mount the willing woman now. He pushed his front legs up off the ground and lurched his body forward. Keeping his hind legs on the ground, he flopped his big furry down on his impending mate's, his bent forearms now positioned on the duvet either side of the woman's flanks.

Lara bristled with excitement as their bodies were pressed tightly together. It wasn't too often when they'd fuck front-to-front like this, so there was a little extra thrill to it. It added a sense of intimacy with her able to see his face and crane her neck upward to interact with his head. And yet there was a new feeling of domination to this position as it enabled a lot of frontal contact. His strong chest sat against her upper body, partially between and partially on top of her big cushioning breasts. Their bodies touched almost all the way down until just before their crotches, with his furry canine bulk warming her lightly clothed womanly form. With a wide stance his hind-legs grazed her inner thighs, the heat of their aroused sexes now upon the other's. This is how she had wanted their human-style 'date night' to end, with them in this position that strongly resembled the classic missionary position.

No sooner had their bodies collided in the very erotic hug, Lara felt her partner's sex clumsily pressing and prodding against her own. Though effectively pinned to the bed by his heavy horny form, she sent one hand between their lower bodies and took hold of his eagerly thrusting shaft. Though his unyielding frame and his bucking hips made things difficult, she nevertheless guided his thick canine cock toward her awaiting womanly entrance.

Almost immediately after she pressed the tip of his hot powerful meat just inside her moist welcoming folds a few hip thrusts from him drove the thick piercing rod deeper. Lara rasped a pleasured groan her hungry hugging cunt was swiftly filled to the hilt by Henry's dick for perhaps the last time. She wanted to savour the moment for a few seconds, to etch it into her memory to keep forever. This feeling of that stimulating, solid and meaty delight filling her tender, naked womanhood, his bulky hanging sack resting against her lips and underside of her butt, and his heavy furry body holding hers.

Henry, as was his want, was not one for sentiment or leisure. Bypassing Lara's silent desire to revel in that moment, he quickly began making his masculine rutting, wasting no time in ploughing his hard cock back and forth within his bitch. Lara couldn't be too upset, given that she expected this behaviour from this simple lusty beast. Her slight disappointment was quickly subsumed in bestial pleasures as she was ravished by the canine's thrilling drives both against and within her.

In a way, Lara would be able to remember that moment. She briefly rolled her head to one side and looked toward the small red glow of an LED light. As with several prior occasions with Henry, she was filming tonight's escapade on her camcorder. Given that she knew she only had this one fortuitous week with a red-blooded male dog, she had always planned to shoot a few of her own sex tapes with him. The camera was set up on a tripod a couple of metres away toward a corner of the room, suspended about four foot high and angled down slightly to cover the bed. Lara was far from a film maker but she knew enough to capture a great, all-inclusive shot.

She smiled a little as she anticipated watching back this particular sex tape. By now she had gotten over the initial taboo thrill of seeing herself getting fucked by this very dog but it was something that was getting less exciting over time. True, she had been holding back from watching too much of the footage in order to prolong its freshness after Henry was out of her life. Still, she wondered how erotic it was going to look; her in her finest evening wear being drilled on top of her bed by the domineering dog.

Though her secret canine sex videos would never leave the safety of some cunning hiding place in her huge house, there was still an added thrill to filming herself in this manner. Though these tapes would present no real danger of giving away her debauched little secret, the fact that they could was still a little naughty. She wondered if the first person to view them would find them repulsive, or as erotic as she and the many zoophiles who frequented her favourite streaming sites would.

As her mind danced with stimulating carnal imagery she made sure not to wander too far from the reality of the moment. She was still being firmly fucked by the big furry beast laying dominantly across her supine body, something she had to revel in on this last night she would be able to.

She raised her shapely legs up, crossed them and held them against Henry's lower back, their weight encouraging him to make harder drives against her exposed lower body. She wrapped her bare arms around his thick neck, holding his upper half tightly to her own. She recognised the familiar but still overwhelming urge to feel every single little lusty motion he made upon her body and to do all she could to do prevent him leaving her until the deed was done.

Now looking up into the ceiling, she continued to mewl and moan amorously as her hulking mate kept firmly slamming against her mound. Henry panted above her in time with his unrelentingly drives, his tongue slightly hanging from the front of his mouth. Both of their chests expanded and shrank against each other as they breathed; hers smooth, equipped with big beautiful breasts and mostly covered by her dress, and his blanketed only by shiny but course dark fur.

Lara was now perspiring all over, particularly where his warm pelted body was pressed against hers. Her long free hair beneath her had long since become messy with many curled brunette locks now sticking to parts of her sweaty head, neck, back and arms. Her favourite red dress would probably be ruined or at least need to be dry cleaned due to heavy perspiration and/or other fluids but Lara couldn't care less about that right now. In the midst of the throes of passion with Henry, especially on a momentous night like this, her only concern was both her and her lover's pleasure. The cute black bow-tie around Henry's neck, however, was still in pristine shape.

Henry's horny drives soon became more aggressive and frantic and Lara could feel his swollen knot thudding against her pussy lips with each of his repeating motions. She was further excited by his imminent climax but also felt slightly sad that this might be the last time she got to experience it.

She tried to put such negative emotions outside of her mind, concentrating on the raw, wonderful canine fucking she was receiving. In her completely dominated position, she could do little else but cling as tightly as possible to her animal lover as he instinctively and rhythmically tried to breed her as best as he could. Her womanly form soundly rocked faster and harder now, her more plump parts close to his slamming hips like her thighs and butt jiggling particularly vigorously. The bed's springy mattress accentuated this, bouncing them slightly up and down in response to his powerfully rutting, aiding their bodies' wild rhythms.

Lara's tantalised mewlings had transformed into loud yet breathy exclamations of pleasure. On top of her fast agitated breathes and regular exclamations of pleasure she was now spouting short lusty phrases, more so than she usually did. Passionate cries of 'fuck me', 'breed me' and 'knot me' were among other words expelled from her lips multiple times in the final seconds of this incredible tryst.

Finally, Henry made his last hard thrust against his lover. Upon shaking hind legs he powerfully drove his red rod followed by his bulbous knot all the way inside her slick quivering cunt, his lower body firmly crushing against her own. His big hanging sack tensed against the underside of her butt cheeks and he immediately began to squirt his thick canine load deep within her.

Just as her entrance was firmly plugged and the first spurts of hot viscous cum hit her cervix, Lara came too. Her whole body trembled and then tensed up, not only forcing her to emit a deep, hoarse groan towards the ceiling but also making her put all possible strength behind her arm and leg locks around her mate. She held his heavy bulky form almost painfully tightly on top of her but with the incredible amount of ecstasy flowing through her it didn't seem to matter.

The unconventional couple stayed like this for only a brief few seconds, with their orgasms sadly able to last only so long. As the sweaty afterglow set in Lara couldn't help but think back to the video recording she was making of this encounter, and delighted in the thought of being able to rewind and watch that climax over and over again.

Soon, a wobbly Henry clambered clumsily up and around, taking up a standing position on the ground facing away from her. His firmly knotted sex continued to pump his viscous seed into her into a good minute more, as expected. Lara couldn't help but gently tease her clit with a couple of fingers as she waited out the process. She did her best to enjoy what could be the last view of him between her legs, standing facing away from her, with his amazing canine sex locked inside her, filling her with his hot, virile seed.

Once his slick withered length eventually pulled out of her flooded womanhood, Lara gingerly got to her feet. She sadly but inevitably felt some of Henry's generously-sized liquid gift trickle out of her and fall to the wood-panel floor as she walked in her high heels towards the video camera.

As her lover rested Lara proceed to review to footage on the device's screen while sat at her desk. It was more entrancing and thrilling than she had imagined it. As she sat with one hand holding the device she couldn't help but raise up the skirt of her dress again and begin playing with herself. She re-ran the ending over and over, watching the few minutes starting when Henry began his final frantic thrusts up until he pulled out of her. Seeing herself rather than a stranger being bred by a dog was always a little odd to her but still endlessly erotic nonetheless. Upon furiously stroking her still-excited clit, she climaxed for the second time tonight just as she watched herself climaxing for the first time.

Panting and sticky, Lara lowered the camera and rested a little herself. She could get cleaned up and get ready for bed or she could wait a little while to see if Henry could go one more round. She set the camera back up on its tripod in the same position, popped in a new tap then hit record once more.

She proceeded to get back on her bed, lying on one side facing the camera's lense. She got Henry to lay up there beside her, making him to lay on his back. Then she started to use her lips, tongue and mouth on his sex, leisurely toying with his tired sack, his sticky shrunken length and his leathery sheath. She did this, tasting their combined juices, for many long minutes, patiently waiting for him to be able to perform once again. Once he was, she got down on the fours on the bed, hiked up her dress around her waist once more, and got him to breed her one more time.

When Lara awoke next morning she found Henry next to her in her bed. They were spooning, with him being the little spoon, with her with one arm and leg draped over his furry form. They were still clothed as they were last night though Lara had at some point kicked her chunky red high-heeled shoes off somewhere.

Lara sighed blissfully as she dozed, cuddled up to him. This was certainly an unexpected situation, as he had always slept in a dog bed on the floor until now, but she couldn't help but enjoy it. She was a gross mess of not only dried-on sweat but her own pussy juice and Henry's seed. Her once immaculately combed brunette hair was now a scruffy tangled mass. But she didn't give one fuck, not at least until Winston was due back.

She turned her head to squint at the clock on her bedside cabinet. 8:00 AM. One hour until her butler's family's flight arrives and at least one more hour until he could show up at Croft Manor. Lara had told herself that last night would be the last time her and Henry could mate but she had two whole, safe hours with him right now.

With a smile on her face she started gently rubbing Henry's belly.

'Hi big boy, are you awake?' She softly asked after pecking him on the head between the ears.

Henry titled his head up slightly, his eyes mostly open.

'Good, because your bitch wants to be bred one last time.' She responded.

She reached her hand lower down his body, delving it between his closed hindlegs. She began rubbing his sex as she had so many times, experiencing it slowly and satisfying growing to full size.

Lara then rose up on to her knees then shuffled further down the bed. She used her hands to roll him onto his back, watching his unsheathed red rocket pointing skyward. She then proceeded to pull off her crumpled, messy dress and toss it aside, revealing her free bountiful breasts and leaving her wearing only her nylon stockings and garter belt. With the somewhat restrictive garment gone, she then proceed to clamber forward, straddling Henry's waist while still on her knees.

Looking down at the dopey but eager face staring up at her, Lara proceeded to bend her knees, sitting back so her undercarriage descended towards Henry's crotch area. She reached a hand down between them, grabbing his eagerly awaiting shaft and pointing it upward at the appropriate angle. Once the head of his red rod found the right place between her silken netherlips she resumed firmly lowering herself, causing the hot shaft to once again penetrate her hungry womanhood. She cooed as she completely sheathed his meaty length inside her core, sitting firmly upon his thick body and his squidgy balls.

Placing her hands on her spread shapely thighs she then began to roll her hips, feeling all of his manhood's thickness, length and warmth with every available millimetre of her hugging pussy walls. Though she usually preferred Henry to dominate her like he would a real bitch she had still enjoyed the occasional moment of being in the driver's seat. She didn't see it as a case of her dominating him but instead paying tribute to her superior in sex, doing all that she could to pleasure him while he made little to no effort. In a way it made her feel even more like his bitch, willingly and actively using her body to serve his sexual desires rather than simply remaining still and letting him take her.

After a few long sensual moments of grinding upon him Lara leant forward a little, planting her hands on outstretched arms either side of Henry's chest and raised forearms. She added a bit of bounce to her gyrations, delving up and down a little on his shaft with each grind. She gradually transitioned away from rolling her lower body, soon focusing only on raw, hard downward thrusts. By now her pussy was sopping wet allowing for easy, low-friction drives around him. Her plentiful honey was flowing so much that it drizzled onto his crotch area and ball sack, adding to the wonderful low slapping noise that occurred each time her vulvular area, rump and thighs firmly impacted against him. Her beautiful spongy butt cheeks and her pillowy breasts rhythmically jiggled up and down too as her amorous feminine drives were aided by the bouncy mattress underneath both lovers.

Lara was getting quite the exercise as she physically gave her all to pounding down upon his proud cock while he sat back and enjoyed the experience. As such she was panting and perspiring much more than normal, causing the occasional sexy beads of liquid to roll down and drip from her hot and bothered face. Her lower legs were starting to feel numb and her hips and knees beginning to feel sore from her vigorous lusty motions but she battled through for both her lover own her own ultimate benefit.

It wouldn't be too much longer until the final climax, since she could feel his hardened spherical knot press against her netherlips with each of her downward drives. Returning back to her upright position she began fingering her clit and groping her right breast, willing herself towards her own crescendo. She now bounced as fast and hard up and down on sex as she could, her silky moist core squeezing around his wonderful canine cock as best it could.

Finally, Lara felt Henry's hard rod spasm and begin to spurt its liquid gift up into her. She swiftly drove herself down on his spewing skyward shaft, burying it plus its plugging round knot completely inside her pussy. The combination of his simmering thick cum beginning to paint her insides and her own self-stimulation triggered her own climax, causing her own body to powerfully tremble as she was overwhelmed with a beautiful ecstasy.

Hot, sweaty and fatigued, Lara chose to stay straddling her mate until both of their bodies finished their natural processes. Though it was his thick orb buried inside her pussy that was technically holding them together, her laying on top of him gave her an element of control and superiority. While she could pull away at any time (though with some difficultly due to his tight knot), she chose to stay on top of his hot spasming shaft, willingly and happily letting him cum all of his viscous virile seed inside of her yet again.

Once his knot and length had shrunk down she made a point to lick his sex clean straight after climbing off of him. After all, it would be the last time she'd get to taste him or his special doggy seed. That thought made her a little glum as seem diligently cleaned her mate's balls and shaft, as it finally hit home that her week of amorous fun with Henry was literally at its close.
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