You had recently moved into a town with a substantial population of people that have dogs as pets. Having shifted here from the bigger city, you had a good repertoire of dogsitting experience back from where you came from, of which you had a good blog with pictures of owners with their happy pets once they came to collect their pets.

Frequently, you had the best treats, the best toys, and the best activities planned for these excited doggos, and they always had a great time while their owners were away. You moved from the bigger city since ‘dog hotels’ were becoming more and more prevalent, and people were shying away from blogs to look for sources to leave their beloved pets.

This didn’t stop you regardless. Whenever you frequented that one coffee store in town, your laptop in tow, you would be sure to blog out in public at your table. The best advertisement is one where people are sure to have their eyes wander, and boy did their eyes wander. People would pass by your table, pause, turn around, and chat you up on the blog you were working on.

You smiled, handing them your business card that showed that you were a dogsitter, and that your blog is a means of advertising your services. Making quite a few friends from this method, they didn’t quite land as customers immediately. A lot of them were dog enthusiasts, just like you were, but there wasn’t really anything that drew them in to leave their pets with you.

That was, until this sweet lady saw you blogging at your table. She did what everyone else did prior to this, which was pass by your table, her eyes glancing at your screen temporarily on her way to her table, before she turned back around and talked to you about it. You did you usual shtick and chatted her up, handing her your business card in the meanwhile. 

There was an audible gasp as she saw an opportunity finally. You raised an eyebrow at her reaction, and she went on a rant about how she needed to head out of town for the weekend and she didn’t have anyone to watch her pet husky. You smiled and nodded as she went on and on about her precious, fluffy dog, letting her finish before you offered your services in full. She met your suggestion with a smile, sitting next to you.

You showed her all the happy customers you’ve had over the years, with huskies being one of your specialties, as your blog had various pictures of the breed of doggo happily engaging in throws, fetches, and belly rubs, which she was impressed by.

“Usually my husky is a little shy when it comes to touches. You must have some kind of special magic!” she exclaimed.

You could only smile at the praise, “It’s nothing really. Taking care of huskies is like taking care of kids, and I’ve done my fair share of babysitting in the past. It shouldn’t really be a problem for your husky to be in my care.”

“Yeah… Listen, I’ll think about it for a bit.” She said, which made your heart sink a little bit. Usually when a potential customer says, ‘I’ll think about it’ they usually don’t come back to you, because that was a cop out answer to wanting to exit the conversation.

Regardless, you kept your smile up, and your optimism high. “Sure thing, take your time. I don’t really have anything to do this weekend anyway, so feel free to let me know your decision whenever, since you have my business card.”

To sweeten the deal further, you feigned interest in what she has planned for the weekend that required her to be away from her beloved husky. She mentioned that as a businesswoman, even weekends were not sacred from work. Her name was Laura, and she worked for a big pharmaceutical company in the marketing division, and she had a big presentation to give about 100 miles south of the small town you two were currently inhabiting.

It seemed that the conversation helped a lot in changing her mind. By the end of the conversation, when you provided your rates, she was surprised and smiled back for the first time, this one sweet and sincere.

“Wasn’t expecting a seasoned petsitter to charge such a cheap rate! That seals the deal, I’ll leave Luna with you for the weekend, alright?” She beamed while standing up from the table, her shoulders straight as if finally glad a weight was finally off her shoulders.

“No worries, here’s my address. You can drop her off at my place and I’ll make sure she gets all the proper treatment that I’ve afforded to my other customers in the past.” You say, finally glad to nail a customer after a while.



The weekend was finally here and you were excited to take care of Luna. The sound of your doorbell went off, and you made your way to the front door. When the door opened, you were met with the most athletic looking husky that’s ever graced your eyes. She had a coat so fluffy you could almost swear it was wearing some sort of luxury brand.

Laura smiled at you, “Meet Luna! She’s a very well mannered girl, but she is quite social. Given how well we hit it off at the coffee shop the other day, I think you’d do a very good job at taking care of her.” She waved a hand a little dismissively at her statement, showing that she was waving away any doubt that she had in mind initially. “It was great that your blog had all the comments from happy owners before this. Thank you so much for looking after her.”

“No worries. I was looking forward to taking care of her since I haven’t had a good doggo to watch, I was afraid of getting rusty.” You smiled, getting down on your knees and opening your arms to welcome the husky. Immediately, she lunged forward into the hug, rubbing her muzzle and body against you. “I think we’ll get along just fine.”

Laura chuckled, “Sure seems like it’s going to go that way.” She gave the dog a ruffle of her fluffy coat, “Mommy’s got to go now, Luna. I’ll see you on Monday, alright?”

The husky turned around, and almost humanly, she looked like she was nodding, which perplexed you. Laura turned around and made her way to her car, before driving off, leaving you behind to stand up and stroke the husky’s fluffy head. She leaned into your touch, clearly enjoying the affection.

You closed the door and led her into your abode, of which she immediately made the couch her home. She was rubbing her body and head against anything and everything she could, marking your furniture with her scent. This was common in the huskies you took care of, and you smiled. You went up to her and mashed your hands all over her fluff, enjoying how palpable her fluffy coat was.

“So, Luna… What do you want to do first?” you asked. You had a way of communicating with animals well, almost to the point they understood what you were talking about. Her ears perked up at the question as she looked up at you, before she buried herself further into your body, clearly wanting more affection.

“Guess Laura wasn’t joking when she said you were a very social girl, was she?” you said, chuckling. You continued ruffling her fur, hearing her whine in joy. Thankfully your plot of land and house was pretty distant from the nearest house, so they wouldn’t be able to hear the cacophony of animals coming from your house whenever you did your petsitting.

The burying of her muzzle into you carried on for some time. You shrugged it off and switched on the television whilst she made your body her home. As you watched, she had her head resting in your lap, before you noticed something peculiar. She was burying her face in your crotch and sniffing intensely. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, it was starting to turn you on. 

Your bulge began to grow right in front of her. Luckily for you, you had all the curtains in your house closed prior to Laura’s arrival, which allowed you to lower your pants and let your cock out without any hesitation. Luna’s breath hitched, and she looked up at you with wide eyes. She leaned forward slowly and sniffed your cock slowly, before giving it a nice, firm lick. You moaned weakly at the sensation of her soft tongue against your junk.

You leaned back, letting her indulge herself in your musky cock. She kept licking and licking like it was the best treat you had in the house, which surely wasn’t true, since you had everything else the dogs would love to indulge in. Royal Canin was usually the best treat you could give them. However, the way that Luna was lapping at you like your growing erection was the best liquid treat she’s ever tasted, maybe that something that you could indulge in as a side treat for the dogs in your future endeavors.

You let her continue lapping at your cock, your precum already oozing like glue from the tip, which she was licking up fairly well too, better than any woman who had sucked you off before this, as much as you didn’t want to admit it. A heat was growing in your loins as you felt an orgasm about to arrive, which you didn’t expect to happen from a dog sucking you off.

It crashed over you like a wave, and you came nice and hard. Ejecting your semen multiple feet in front of you, you could Luna by surprise, though that didn’t stop her from continuing to lick at your tip as you ejaculated all over her muzzle, soft tongue, and throat. The volume was heavy, measuring at least half a liter of jizz, most of which cascaded onto the floor and out of her mouth given the sheer volume.

As you came down from your high, she continued licking your cock clean, before getting off the couch, her tail wagging excitedly as she cleaned the marble flooring of your house of any of your thick, viscous spunk. By the time she was done, however, your cock was still throbbing nice and hard, of which she looked back at you with half-lidded eyes, almost as if she were drunk off of how much cum she had consumed. She lowered her front and raised her ass towards you, moving her fluffy tail out of the way to give you a good view of her wet, leaking cookie, her pussy juices flowing onto the floor.

Fuck it. You thought, in for a penny, in for a pound. 

And what a pounding you’re about to give. You grasped her thighs from behind and pulled her closer, before rubbing the tip of your aching cock against her canine pussy. She whined, almost as if she were saying, ‘hurry up!’ You obliged, and pushed into her awaiting doggy cookie. She whined weakly as you penetrated her, not stopping until you reached her cervix. By the time you reached the end, she was panting nice and hard, looking back at you with loving eyes.

You started building up a thrusting pace in and out of her tight coochie, enjoying the heat and wetness that her depths were offering you. You had never once fucked a dog in any of your petsitting gigs, but if this is a side reward for doing so, that by God you were going to try your very hardest to advertise your services next time. The grip and heat on your cock was heavenly, if your hard moans were any indication.

Doubling down on your penetration strength and speed, you could feel her pussy start to squirt bit by bit with each thrust, effectively wetting the marble flooring even more. You were enjoying the view, and were squeezing her thighs to make her canals even tighter. Losing your mind, your cock started ejecting more and more precum into her doggy womb, preparing Luna for when your final payload were to arrive.

As you maxed out your fucking efforts, Luna let out an orgasmic howl as she squirted a healthy amount of her pussy juices around your cock, letting it splatter all over the floor and the couch of which you were fucking her from. Her body convulsed and trembled hard as her first orgasm ripped through her, but as you were not letting up on your thrusts, a second one quickly started dawning on her.

By the time it ripped through her, she was already on the floor on her back, and you were fucking her in a missionary position as she continued squirting. The sight of the panting, sexy husky and her pussy gushing as you nailed her relentlessly was too much for you to bear, and you let your orgasm dawn upon you.

You shoved your cock one final time into her depths before cock absolutely exploded into her womb, your thick, viscous semen coating every inch of her womb, and cunt, before it overflowed from her doggy depths onto the floor. Despite being full of semen already, you didn’t stop cumming inside her, and her stomach started to distend from the volume of cum being dumped inside her. This triggered a third, and final, orgasm in the husky, which thankfully ejected your cock from her depths.

You stroked your cock and emptied the remaining half liter of jizz all over the hot husky, letting her enjoy the heat and thickness of your semen as you showered her in your baby batter. She was panting and squirting hard by the end of the tirade of cum, and enjoying every second of it. Just like before, by the time you two were done with your orgasmic highs, she started licking herself, the couch, and the floor clean of any of your sexual juices.

“You know, Luna… I think we’re going to have a very productive weekend.” You chuckled, stroking her sticky, cum covered cheek, of which she responded by licking you back on the face. You started frenching the dog, before letting her continue cleaning the sexual mess you two made.