I could be your over excited puppy & you the kid I was bought for. We romp and play for hours until we're both panting and you collapse into a heap, ready for a nap, but a puppy's energy never dies!
I nip at fingers and pull on the hem of your shirt but you just push me away and tell me to settle down now. A puppy doesn't know any better though, especially when you lazily push yourself up to get out of sweaty clothes and fall back onto the bed.
A puppy only cares about play and I'm prone to hump whenever and whatever I can get my paws on. And maybe you squeal and flail, eyes widening when you feel my cock pressed against you, vying for a warm hole to slip into. You don't know any better either when I move just right, sending a shiver up your spine and maybe you open your legs to soak up more of the sensation.
Maybe when you move your hips back it makes the funny feeling in your tummy ignite and I pant above you, rutting against you mindlessly. Maybe you've looked at grown up books on how to care for puppies and there's funny images of one dog on top of another with diagrams of their knot so you think you can do that too as you struggle to at least lift your hips and open your legs wider for me.
I could rut into you, making you squeal and it hurts when it finally pushes inside, the kind of pain that begs of you to scramble away, but you're stuck and soon enough the pain subsides into that sweet burn that makes you want it more and more until your vision swims with the force of your orgasm. You come to after a few moments of bliss to the sobering realization that puppy isn't done with you yet :)!!!
