Brock’s 140 pound frame knocked Trevor to the floor, “Ahhhh!” Trevor screamed as Brock stood on his back and felt like he was going to crush his spinal cord. Trevor could hear Brock growling at the back of his head and felt drool running down his neck and back.
“Brock stop, get down!” Natalie shouted.
Brock made a whimpering sound as he turned and looked at her, climbing off of Trevor’s back. He walked over to Natalie with his head down wagging his tail.
Trevor turned around and popped up off the floor and pointed the small gun at Brock’s head.
“Ahhhh, what are you doing?” Natalie screamed as she jumped in front of Brock using her body as a shield to protect him from any harm.
“Natalie, get out of the way!” Trevor shouted.
“Why!” Natalie screamed back.
“Get the hell out of the way Natalie!” Trevor yelled with his facial expression balled up in anger.
“Why so you can shoot Brock? No!” Natalie shouted back.
“Yes! Your dog attacked me and is out of control,” Trevor screamed while aiming and wondering if he could get off a shot without hitting Natalie.
“It’s your fault he attacked you. He was only protecting me because you put your fucking hands on me. When did you get a gun?” Natalie shouted.
“I said I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hit you, baby. It was a reflex. I bought this gun once you picked to have a giant mixed dog as a pet instead of a cute small girly dog. So, I never trusted him. I’ve been waiting for the dog to bark or growl at me to kill his ass!” Trevor shouted back.
“You’re not going to shoot my dog, Trevor. We wouldn’t be having this problem if you weren’t cheating,” Natalie screams while waving her hands.
“You know what? I’m too tired for this shit. I have to come home and fight with my wife and this damn over sized dog. I just can’t deal with this shit and I have to go to work tonight. I’m done!” Trevor said and lowers his gun and grabs a duffle bag from the walk-in closet. He folds three suits and shirts and stuffed them in to the duffle bag. He quickly worked his way into his black Prada pants and puts on the matching silk shirt leaving it open, not even buttoning it up. Last he put on some black shoes and casually walked passed Natalie and Brock, who both were at the closet doorway watching his every move. Trevor made his way to a dresser and opened a door and removed some underwear and socks stuffing them in to the duffle bag.
“What are you doing?” Natalie asked with a puzzled look on her face.
‘I’m leaving. I told you I can’t deal with this shit. It’s stressing me out and I have to work tonight. I can’t do this fighting with you and your damn monster of a dog!” Trevor yelled while walking down the stairs and heading toward the front door.
“Baby, don’t leave we can work this out. All we need to do is talk!” Natalie screamed while crying and following him.
“I’m through talking. I’ll leave you with your damn dog. That’s all you really care about anyways!” Trevor shouted.
“Trevor, no don’t leave me. It’s us against the world. Don’t change that up because we’re in a new state. We been through ups and downs before and we’ll make it passed this too,” Natalie begged.
Trevor opened the front door and stopped in his tracks. Her words had touched his heart. He started to turn around, but then she yelled, “Where are you going, to that bitch you’ve been cheating on me with?” Natalie shouted as Brock barked.
Trevor just shook his head and walked out the door.
“Trevor! Trevor! Where are you going? Trevor, come back, come back!”
Trevor could hear her scream even after the elevator door shut. It rode down to the first floor.
Natalie dropped to her knees and cried uncontrollably to herself, ‘Why? Why is all this happening now? It’s this damn city. It’s all these damn women walking around in bikinis. I can’t lose him. Lord, no!’ she cried with her facial expression balled up in hurt and despair.
Brock walked over to her and licked her face then lay down next to her on the floor.
Chapter 9
After crying for four hours straight and eating Ben & Jerry ice cream and feeding some to Brock, which gives him bad gas, Natalie wipes her tears and blames herself for Trevor’s cheating. She then gets herself together and decides to take Brock out for a walk.
She holds Brock’s leash as tight as she could as the huge dog pulled her down the street. The San Diego sun beamed brightly at noon. Natalie shook her head for many reasons, ‘I don’t know where my husband’s at. I’ve been crying all damn morning. I just don’t know what’s next for me in my life,’ Natalie said out loud to herself and happy she had on her dark sunglasses to hide the tears she was fighting back.
She bent over with a plastic bag in her hand and scooped up Brock’s poop that he just expressed by a tree, “Brock, you’re poop is as big as horse shit,” Natalie said out loud. Brock just looked at her and sniffed at the wet tree.
Natalie looks up and could see a few people jogging towards her getting their exercise for the day. This was nothing new for her to see, living in San Diego. Natalie recognized a beautiful, dark skinned woman in a green sports bra and matching shorts that barely covered her ass cheeks. Her thighs and ass was thick, yet she had a flat stomach. Natalie had to admit to herself that she envied her body. Natalie smiled a fake smile as the woman passed her. She realized it was her neighbor from the first floor, but couldn’t quite remember her name. Something about the way the woman looked at her made Natalie’s facial expression twist up. It was as if the woman knew something and gave Natalie a smirk with a stink smile.
“Hmm sneaky ass bitch, I wonder what that was about. My woman’s intuition is telling me something wasn’t right,” she shook the feeling off and continued to walk Brock.
Trevor slowly opened the door praying the squeaking sound of the hinges wouldn’t wake up Natalie, ‘Damn, I’m messing up too much. I’m supposed to be able to balance my wife, my woman, and work life with no issues, but it’s like there all crossing one another. Natalie fights with me and I run straight down stairs to Felicia’s condo, where she lets me sleep and don’t argue with me. She only asks for money to go shopping or just a gift from Tiffany’s every now and then. I don’t have to tell her when I’m horny, because she’ll slide my dick inside her before it even gets fully hard, but what I’m doing is wrong. Natalie has been with me since we were in school, before I even had a dime to my name. She held me down and paid for my school books. I can’t be one of those men, when they get up in life they just leave their women for a new upgrade. That shit ain’t right. I can’t do that to her not after all the ups and downs we’ve been through,’ Trevor thought to himself as he had a guilty conscious and heart. He shut the front door and tip toed upstairs holding onto the white metal rail.
He opened the master bedroom door. The room was pitch-black. He knew Natalie wouldn’t expect him at home at this hour. He worked the graveyard shift, but had the night off and with a thought to fix his marriage. Trevor jumped back as he became startled. All he could see in the pitch-black room was the large gray eyes staring at him. He hit the light switch to see Brock stretched out on his side of the bed, “Get down!” Trevor said through clenched teeth and low enough to not wake up Natalie who was sleeping on her stomach and face buried in the pillow.
Brock stared at him in the eyes and growled showing his long teeth as his nose wrinkled up.
“Fucking dog, get off the bed and get out the room now, Brock,” Trevor said louder through clenched teeth while he dug around in his pocket and gripped the handle of the small 3.80 handgun.
Brock twisted his head to the side, looked at him, hopped off the bed and walked towards Trevor. Trevor pulled out the gun and held it by his body as fear consumes his body. Brock walked up to him, stared at him for a second and then let his long tongue travel across his chops. Trevor’s facial expression twisted up in a confused look while he swears he just seen Brock give a sinister and evil smile. Bro
ck walked passed him and out of the room.
Trevor wipes the sweat off his forehead, “Damn dog, I swear I don’t know why she couldn’t get a normal size puppy or something. I just don’t trust that dog. Something isn’t right with him,” Trevor said out loud as he shut the room door and stuffed the small gun back in his pocket. He removed his clothes, shut off the light, and climbed in the bed next to his wife, a smile spread across his face as he slide the red sheets down passed her thigh to see if she was wearing a thong.
He slowly climbed on top of her and moves her long hair from her back and placed wet kisses on her back and the side of her neck.
“Mmmm,” Natalie moaned as she slowly woke up while winding her body in lust.
Trevor moaned while he intensely kissed down her back. Natalie opened her eyes and turned her head and sees it was still dark outside.
“Mmmm, what are you doing? Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” Natalie moaned as Trevor lightly kissed each of her butt cheeks, then down each of her thighs sending a sweet teasing sensation through her body.
“I took the night off. I couldn’t work with us fighting and you mad at me. You’re my wife, I love you,” he said as he spread her ass cheeks.
She felt the wetness and softness of his tongue run across her pussy lips, “Mmmm,” she moans while arching her back pushing his face deeper in between her cheeks, “Mmmm, yes,” she moans as he took her clit and pussy lips into his mouth and gently sucks it. “Ahhhh! Mmmm yes, oh God, yes! I miss your lips,” Natalie screamed as a tear of pleasure ran down her right cheek.
“Mmmm, I miss you too, baby. I hate when we fight,” Trevor said while French kissing her clit and sending a sweet sensation all through her body, then he flicks his tongue up and down repeatedly.
“Yes baby, oh shit! Keep doing that. I’m cumin! I’m cumin! Don’t stop! I’m about to cum, ahhhh!” she screamed as Trevor licked her pussy even faster with long strokes while squeezing her ass cheeks tighter.
Natalie’s body shook uncontrollably. “Ahhhh yes!” she screamed and climaxed sending a rush of cum into Trevor’s mouth, which greedily he licked and sucked up.
He stuck his tongue deep inside sweet nectar, teasing the sensitive walls of her vagina even more. Trevor lifts up and wiped his mouth with the sheets. Natalie got on her knees and turned her head around and they kissed letting their tongues dance around in each other’s mouths.
Trevor broke their embrace and pushed down on her back forcing her on to her hands and knees. He held her waist line with his left hand while holding his thick brown seven inch dick in his right and guided himself into her soaking wet pussy.
He thrusts insider her hard, hitting her walls.
“Ahhhh! Mmmm,” Natalie screamed in pain that turned into moans of pleasure as he gave her long slow strokes, “I love you, fuck I love you,” Natalie moaned.
‘Damn, I miss this pussy. I been busy fucking Felicia, I done forgot how good my wife feels,’ Trevor thought to himself as he grabbed her long brunette hair forcing her to arch her neck up along with her ass even more.
“Oh God, oh God, yes, you feel so good! Damn! Damn!” she screamed as he pounds away, “I’m cumin, I’m cumin!” she hollered.
Trevor smiled as he could hear the sound of her juices splashing and felt her cum run out of her pussy onto his thighs. Trevor slowed down his pace as he had a weird feeling that something or someone was watching him.
“What’s wrong baby? Why you slow down? Don’t stop, fuck me hard,” Natalie moaned while slowly throwing her ass back at him.
Trevor turned his head left and scanned the large dark room while holding her waist. He turned his head right and squinted his eyes and didn’t see anything, “Maybe it was just in my head,” he said out loud to himself as he started to pump in and out of Natalie once more.
Something told him to look behind him. When he looked, he sees large gray eyes glowing in the dark by the doorway, “Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh!” Trevor screamed in a high pitch tone. Out of shock and fear, he pulled out of Natalie and leaned over to the top of the bed turning on the lamp on the night stand. His heart stopped pounding once he realized it was just Brock.
“Why are you screaming louder than me? And why did you stop? It’s just Brock, come and get back inside your pussy baby. I’m so wet and happy,” Natalie said with her ass still in the air and she shook it side to side to entice him.
Trevor gained his composure, “How the hell did he get in the room I shut the door,” Trevor said with a confused look on his face.
“Forget the dog and finish fucking me baby,” Natalie responded.
“Not with the dog in the room. That’s just too freaky for me,” Trevor said while sitting up on the bed still staring at Brock.
“Schmmp, well get him out then,” Natalie said while sucking her teeth and becoming even more sexually frustrated.
“Brock, get out!” Trevor ordered while pointing his finger towards the door. Brock looked at him and didn’t budge an inch.
Natalie sighed and got out of the doggy style position and lay on her back, “You have to say it with some base in your voice. Let him know you’re the man in charge of this house. I told you about that metrosexual, soft voice, baby,” Natalie said.
“You know how I feel about you calling me that,” Trevor replied.
“And I keep telling you, it’s not a bad thing,” Natalie replied.
“Whatever, Brock, get out!” Trevor shouted, strongly putting some base in his voice.
Brock’s face snarled up showing his large k-9 teeth. Trevor’s heart began to race. He looked down towards the foot of the bed to see his tan slack pants with his gun in the pocket. Trevor’s eyes looked back and forth from Brock’s eyes to his slacks, “Damn dog! I’m not going to be a punk in my own house. I pay the fucking bills here and pay for the food he eats. I’ll be damned if I’ll let him bite the hand that feeds him,” Trevor said as he leaped in the air off the bed towards his slacks with his gun in it.
As if Brock could read his mind, he leaped in the air and went knocking Trevor sideways to the floor, “Ahhhh!” Trevor screamed in pain as he hit the funny bone in his knee that sent a tingling sensation and pain travelling through his body, “Ugh!” he groaned in pain while holding his knee rocking side to side and wishing he had clothes on. Trevor knew he didn’t have much time as Brock was only a few inches away from his face. Trevor sucked up the pain and reached for his pants. Brock snagged the pants away and stepped on Trevor’s back forcing him to lay flat on his stomach.
“Ugh!” Trevor groaned in pain as the weight of Brock on top of him was too much for him to bear. He felt as if every bone in his back was about to crack in half.
“Brock stop get off now!” Natalie sat up on the bed and couldn’t believe her eyes.
Trevor squirmed and wiggled trying to shake Brock off of him, “Get off me you stupid dog, I hate you…,” before he could finish his sentence, his eyes opened wide in shock and horror as he felt something hard and warm trying to force its way between his butt cheeks. It took his brain only a few seconds to realize what was going on and when he did he hollered at the top of his lungs, “Ahhhh! Noooo! No fucking no! Get this dog! Get the dog!” Trevor screamed while using his butt muscles to tighten his ass cheeks shut as he felt Brock’s penis trying to force its way between them.
Brock laid most of his body weight on Trevor making it impossible for him to move. As he kept wiggling and squirming as Brock humped his ass, he could feel Brock’s hard penis easing through his cheeks parting it like the Red Sea. “Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!” Trevor screamed as he felt the tip of Brock’s penis tap his anus. Trevor let out a war cry, “Ahhhh!” he swung his elbow back four times hitting Brock in the jaw.
Arrrr! Arrrr! Brock made a loud squeal as he fell sideways onto the floor.
Trevor quickly crawled across the room on his hands to his pants, dug in his pocket, and pulled out the 3.80 chrome handgun. He nervously cocked the gun back making a bullet jump in the chamber, tu
rned around and fired. The first bullet flew out of the gun and nipped Brock on the side of his face and crashed into the brown lamp on the night stand.
Arrrr! Arrrr! Arrrr! Brock yelped in pain and bent down while trying to use his paw to hold his wound.
Trevor aimed at his head, “You fucking stupid dog!” he shouted.
Just before he could squeeze the trigger, Natalie jumped out of the bed and hopped in front of Brock, “No! What are you doing? You’re not going to kill my dog!” Natalie shouted.
Trevor stood up from the floor, “Natalie, get the hell out of my way. I’m going to shoot that crazy giant dog of yours!” Trevor shouted.
“Why? He did nothing wrong, but humped your back leg when he thought you was going to attack him,” Natalie replied while making sure Trevor couldn’t get a clear shot at Brock.
“That dog’s not right. He’s too damn big and he just tried to rape me, Natalie. He really tried to rape me!” Trevor shouted back as tears watered up in his eyes and his hands shook as he held the gun.
“Are you insane? Dogs don’t know how to rape and their penis’s aren’t that big,” Natalie sentence was cut short as she turned around to see Brock sitting on his hind legs holding the side of his face crying.
Her eyes grew wide as she looked between his legs. Trevor wanted to see what had her in such shock with her mouth wide open and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Brock’s penis was hard as a rock and it was as long and thick as his, but looked like a huge pink lip stick pushed all the way to the top.
“See! You see that shits not normal. Look at his balls; they’re as big as mine. I told you to get the damn dog neutered months ago. Now look, move out of the damn way. I’m going to shoot that damn mutt!” Trevor shouted.
“No! You’re not going to harm Brock. You already hurt him. He didn’t know what he was doing. He’s still just a puppy and my baby. Great Danes are friendly. They don’t have a malicious bone in their bodies. He’s like a giant teddy bear!” Natalie shouted back while still covering Brock with her body the best she could.
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