Lara Loves Doggy Tail | By : JustS Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 112700 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Chapter Seven: The Long Goodbye
In order to get the both of them in an acceptable state for Winston's return, Lara took Henry into her ensuite bathroom and they both showered together. She tried her best to put any lustful thoughts about the Shepherd from her mind. There was little time to prepare for her butler's arrival and they were both spent after their last lovemaking session just minutes ago. Still, Lara couldn't help but fantasise as she hosed and scrubbed both of their bodies in warm streaming water from the shower head. The urge to touch him in a sexual way was particularly strong as she had to towel his whole body down to get him dry.
Lara managed to restrain her amorous feelings, partly by telling herself that she had sex tape footage of herself and Henry to enjoy once this whole leaving ordeal was over with. Right now, there were a couple of things left she had to do before her butler turned up. Tying a long draping towel around her bust, she proceeded to pull off the sheets and pillow cases from her bed and pick up her favourite red dress from the bedroom floor. The latter would probably have to be thrown out or destroyed as she didn't want to explain the deeply wrinkled and stained condition of it to Winston or a dry cleaner. For now, she threw it in a small safe in the back of her walk-in clothes closet. She swiftly walked downstairs to the kitchen with her bedclothes and stuffed them in the washing machine. The chunky rumbling appliance would erase the last fluidic evidence of her and Henry's many matings around the house. Lara had spent a lot of time of yesterday cleaning every spot she and the Shepherd had ever fucked on or over, making sure there were no clues for Winston to find.
Now that she was dried off Lara donned appropriately light attire for this warm summer's day. She slipped on a basic navy blue pair of satin knickers, a small pair of shorts, a loose-fitting stringy tank top and a pair of open-toed sandals. She tied her long brunette hair back in an simple, practical ponytail and consulted a mirror to check that she wouldn't look in any way out of sorts to Winston.
It was now 9:45 AM and her butler could potentially be back in within 15 minutes. Lara decided that the best non-suspicious way to kill time until he showed up was to put on some dumb-arse action film. She walked with Henry down to the lounge and began surfing through the satellite movie channels on TV.
While she tried to sit relaxed on the sofa Henry laid down for a nap in front of the screen, oblivious to the fact that he could be on the way back to his owners in mere minutes. Lara tried to ignore his big dark mass, doing her best not to think of either sad or erotic thoughts about him.
Later, Lara looked over at the grandfather clock across the large room. 10:30 AM. God, she thought to herself, this felt like the most drawn-out, arduous 45 minutes of her life. She felt both her fists curl anxiously into balls.
She decided to walk to the foyer and peek out the window beside the front door, as if expecting Winston's car to pull inside the Manor gates on cue. From her viewpoint, time didn't seem to be moving at all.
Lara turned to see Henry standing before her, looking up at her with his big, dumb and dark eyes.
She loudly grumbled out of impatience and frustration. Knowing that she really didn't have time or the privacy to mate with the dog somehow made it more difficult not to think about doing so.
Finally, she decided that she couldn't bear this agonising idleness any more.
'One more time.' She said, both to herself and the dog.
She began to hurry towards and then up the left most staircase to the landing, with Henry quickly deciding to follow her at a similar speed. Maintaining her pace, Lara entered her bedroom and closed the door behind the two of them. She then got down on her knees right in front of Henry, immediately reaching under his body with one hand. She quickly began stroking his sex and within seconds she felt it thickening and starting to protrude from its sheath. As she firmly encouraged his shaft with one hand, her other quickly unbuttoned and unzipped the front of her shorts, slightly revealing her navy blue underwear beneath.
Having worked the Shepherd's cock quickly up to roughly full size and width, Lara then swiftly turned around where she knelt. Then, she simultaneously bent forward and pulled her loosened shorts down, letting them fall around her knees. Her hands then quickly went back to her hips and pulled her knickers down too, then she took a position resting on her forearms. Henry was presented with the familiar exciting sight of her bare backside and pussy.
'Up now, Henry.' Lara bade him in a no-nonsense tone.
Henry quickly obliged, pushing his forelegs off the ground and grappling the alluring woman's awaiting form with them. Lara reached back with both hands to help him his limbs quickly find the correct place around her mid-section. Once his body had swiftly found its proper dominating position on top of hers Lara sent one hand between her legs and take hold of his solid wondering cock. She immediately pulled it towards her womanhood, pressing its hot red tip between her silky, slick folds. Henry then pushed his lower body towards her and delved his hips forward, effortlessly plunging his solid shaft inside her like he had done so many times before. He was quickly balls-deep inside her soft hugging snatch, completing this wonderful carnal combination of woman and canine once more.
In his usual no-nonsense but wild manner, the large lusty dog swiftly began thrusting himself back and fourth against his bitch's rump. Lara hummed salaciously as he roughly ravished her hungry womanhood for what would probably be the last time. She lowered her head towards the floor, further accentuating her feelings of being dominated by the raised rutting beast upon her lower back.
As her fingertips firmly pressed into the hard wooden floor, Lara mentally willed Henry to hurry and yet chided herself for thinking that. They had to be finished with no visible evidence left before Winston turned up (which ideally included the knotting period) and yet she wanted to saviour this last vigorous, wonderful fuck for as long as possible. This time crunch did not prevent the lovers from holding anything back though as they made unrestrained panting, moaning and slapping sounds together as the rapturous woman was drilled by the domineering dog over and over.
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Winston slid his key into the lock and turned it to the left, feeling the clunky internal mechanism un-click. He proceeded to push open the large front door of the manor house and let himself him, just like he always did. Knowing that his voice couldn't carry across the whole of the vast mansion he refrained from calling out to Lara and Henry to let them know he was back from his holiday and instead made his way further inside in silence.
He began to cross the expansive lobby, heading toward one of the two archways that led to the living room. If Lara was home that was where she'd most likely be. As he approached the right corridor he begun to pick up some unusual noises coming from up ahead. What sounded like the low repeating moans of a woman in the throes of passion seemed to be emanating from the room before him. Winston's mind immediately jumped to the possibility that Lara had found a male suitor and that the two of them were copulating in the lounge right around this corner.
Winston was not usually one to intrude on people in a personal and intimate moment, especially if one of said persons was his dear Lara. After all, he thought of her more like a second daughter and to see her having sex with a stranger would frankly be disturbing to him. However, Winston sensed that something wasn't quite right here so he decided it was worth the risk to take a peak at what was happening.
Slowly and quietly peering around the corner into the living room he saw only the big-screen TV and sound system playing to itself. Lara had apparently left it on showing some cheesy 1980s action movie which happened to just be in the middle of some 15-rated over-the-top sex scene.
Winston sighed in relief and annoyance; thankfully he didn't have to see Lara in a carnal clinch but he was still a tiny bit irked that she'd left the TV playing to itself. He found the remote and turned the home cinema system off and then resumed his search. He briefly checked the indoor swimming pool and the kitchen, keeping an eye on the windows in case Lara was outside training on the assault course. Not finding anyone, he returned to the lobby and began to make his way up the right staircase. No one in the study or the library. With few places left to investigate, he began to make his way around the first floor landing towards Lara's bedroom.
He listened outside the door for a second but couldn't hear anything going on inside.
'Miss Croft?' He called after placing a courteous knock upon the wooden surface.
Unable to discern any kind of response, he pressed down on the handle and slowly began to push the door open.
Stepping inside, Lara's boudoir appeared normal but vacant, however a low consistent sound was emanating from her ensuite bathroom.
'Miss Croft, are you there?' Winston called out, slowly approaching the entrance to the adjoining room.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar bark from within. He heard Lara calling Henry by name in an annoyed tone. In a flash, the German Shepherd came running out of the room, his coat dripping with water. Quickly recognising Winston, the big dog excitedly bound towards the familiar face, dripping the clear liquid on the smooth wood-panel floor behind him. With his tail madly wagging, he exuberantly reared up and placed his wet forepaws on the butler's smart trouser legs. Despite being a stickler for cleanliness, Winston couldn't help but be happy to see his family's beloved pet.
Lara swiftly emerged from the bathroom wearing shorts, a tank top and sandals, holding a big towel. She greeted her butler and explained that she was giving Henry a last-minute clean in the shower, so he was fresh and nice-smelling for when he was reunited with his owners. Overcome with happiness at seeing the big exuberant beast, Winston appeared none the wiser about Lara's real motive for this late clean-up; that she was covering up any and all evidence of her having mated with the animal just minutes ago.
Both Lara and Winston worked together to dry Henry and the room up, before walking around the house collecting up all the dog's possessions. As they did so he asked about how she got along with Henry.
'Oh, there's nothing much to report.' Lara responded casually. 'He was a very good dog, for the most part.'
It soon came time to bid Winston and Henry goodbye. The former would be back tomorrow to resume his usual butler duties. The latter Lara might never see again, unless Winston and family asked her to dog-sit again one day. After she watched Winston's black Bentley pull out of Croft Manor's driveway she couldn't help but feel a little lonely. Realising she had the rest of the day to herself she quickly walked back up to her bedroom. Retrieving her video camera from her underwear drawer she began to rewatch footage of her and Henry fucking. She sat back on her large bed, intently observing and listening to the playback, and began to play with her damp yet lonely pussy.
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