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  Buddy had canine lymphoma when five years of age. We took him to the best vet centre. I read up and had his cancer phenotyped. He had responded to chemotherapy. Around the time Joe decided to move out Buddy's lymphoma recurred with vengeance and his repeat chemotherapy gave him remission but another cancer as well. Six months later he was riddled with angiosarcoma. We put him to rest when his eyes asked us to do the right thing. Joe had carried him up the stairs to his bed to sleep. Buddy hated himself when he was too weak to get off the bed to attend to nature's call. He did not move to eat but wagged his tail and looked at Joe and me with love filled eyes, asking for deliverance from meaningless existence.

  I cried in my bed every night as my losses accrued. I was losing Joe. I lost Buddy. Joe had become reserved. I assumed and blamed his new relationship and his new job. I was blind or short sighted- maybe both.

  Joe brought a six weeks old St. Bernard puppy that February, "This is my going away gift mum. Rex was born on 30th of December. I would hope he would remind you of me some times."

  I hugged my son and broke into sobs. Rex jumped all around us as we cried. He stood on his hind legs and hugged both of our legs. Rex had become Joe's replacement, from that day onwards. I never tried to train Joe as we did with all our dogs. I relied on my bond with him. I was surprised that Rex responded. Rex seemed to grow big by day. He was heavier every week. I never put a leash on him. He never ran away on walks, Rex never went for another dog. He stuck close to me. He reminded me of my Joe.

  Rex was with me every moment of the day. He slept on my bed. He was in bathroom every time I visited it. He watched me undress and he watched me dress. He would sleep with his huge head in my lap when I watched television. Rex would sense my mood even before I knew how was I feeling. His wet kiss ranged from a gentle flick on my mouth when he felt I was hurting to full blown saliva soaked licking when he knew I was happy.

  Rex grew bigger and soon he was a 'man dog'. I noticed his penis started to come out every now and then. I slept nude more often than not. I was menstruating and Rex smelled the feminine smell. I am one of those women who feel even as horny if not more during their periods.

  Rex sniffed and soon his tongue found my pussy. I shrieked but kept still. I saw Rex's cock shot out of his furry sheath. It was huge. He was as big as Tom and as thick. I was mesmerised. Rex licked my pussy with his tongue erratically but still made me cum in not time. My menstrual blood mixed sex juices drove him mad and he licked with more purpose. I came again and again. I saw Rex's huge cock throb and swing and he mewled, a low soft cry sort of a voice.

  Mother in me knew Rex needed me. I had no idea how a human makes love to a dog but I loved Rex and I could see his rock hard pink cock. I gently held it in my hands. I lay down on my back and started to caress it with great care. The flat tip of Rex's cock grew wider. His cock grew thicker. His huge balls bulged at the bottom of his long shaft. His shaft a couple of inches beyond his balls started to grow thicker and soon was two inches thicker than my beloved Tom's cock, the only reference point I had.

  Rex hunched down on to my face. I without thinking opened my mouth and Rex's cock shot inside. I closed my lips around the pink shaft and let Rex fuck my mouth. Rex started to squirt hot cum inside my mouth. The initial spurt was thin and salty. After that Rex squirted thicker, very warm and salty-sweet cum and kept on hunching for half an hour before slowing down.

  I allowed him to decide when he felt he was finished with me. Rex blew my mind when he lay down and licked my mouth languidly. I hugged his neck tight against my chest.

  I read up everything I could find about dogs' penises, sex with humans etc. One great article from a lady was like an authoritative treatise on the subject.

  Rex and I made love for the first time three months after that day of oral sex. By then we had become adept and were great at giving and receiving oral pleasure.

  I allowed Rex to penetrate me in 'doggie' position in November of that year.

  I screamed, nearly scaring Rex, as his huge knot filled and stretched my cunt. I was fucked fast and furious and came repeatedly. Rex fucked me for an hour and filled my cunt with more cum than I knew was possible to produce. We remained 'locked' together for another hour Rex did not roll away from me as described on the site but stayed on top of me licking me, kissing me allover my face. Over ensuing weeks we fucked many times a day.

  Rex and I learn to fuck in missionary position. I bravely took Rex in my ass and cried actual tears as he fucked my ass with brutal lunges. But I persisted and in few days Rex could take me in either holes and I moaned with equal passion.

  Rex turned into a gentle giant adult dog and we became true loyal friends and lovers and still maintained the relationship that I was Rex's 'mummy' first and foremost. People who saw us together were amazed how well trained Rex was!

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  Chapter 3

  Winter of 2009

  Joe rang me late November, "Mum, I want to come soon after Christmas, so that we can celebrate our birthdays together."

  I hid my disappointment of not having my son over Christmas for the first time. I laughed and giggled to show my happiness, "Joe, I love you, son. Please do. Remember this would be Rex's birthday too."

  We talked for an hour. Rex wagged his tail wildly as Joe talked with him on phone. His love for Joe had not diminished.

  I had my first Christmas alone. I should rephrase- Rex and I had our first Christmas alone. Rex somehow sensed I was missing my son. He stuck even closer to me than usual. He would not miss a single chance to lick my face and would bring a smile. His open mouth with tongue lolling was his way of laughing. I had dinner with Rex. I was stunned at the restraint Rex showed around food even though he was barely out of his baby year.

  Rex fucked hard and repeatedly that night. I cried as he took me roughly and painfully. I hugged him and kissed him. Eventually we fell asleep.

  Joe arrived on 28th of December. I went to pick him up in one of three SUVs custom-made by Aston Martin. It had a large back with padding for Rex. Rex and I waited for Joe. I was stunned. In seven months Joe had become mature. His six feet four inch frame was fuller with big muscles. He had day old stubble. He looked so much like his father, only slimmer and taller but as handsome, and my word, even more handsome.

  Joe came rushing and engulfed me in his arms. I was lifted up in the air, my face close to my son's. I planted my lips on his smiling mouth. I closed my eyes as the love and warmth of our relationship washed over me. I threw my arms round my son's muscular neck. Rex barked softly and hugged us with his front legs. I felt my family coming together.

  We drove back. Rex and Joe got acquainted as if the time lapsed had vanished. Joe would hug me every chance we came close to each other. I did the same. When I was finishing dinner and Joe hugged me form behind I swiftly turned and buried my face in my son's white soft tee shirt and started to cry. I did not cry but wailed. I wailed for my losses over the years. I wailed for the happiness that surrounded me. I wailed for the son who had grown and left the nest for good.

  Joe buried his face in my open hair and cried. Rex sat quietly close to us. Joe cried silently and I sobbed without shame and inhibition. My nose ran and my tears and snot soiled my son's tee shirt. I felt the wetness of my son's tears on my scalp. We stood in tight embrace for ages. Rex mewled softly. Joe and I looked at his concerned handsome face and we both smiled. Rex soon wagged his tail.

  Joe looked at my soiled face and I looked at my son's tear drenched face. Joe whispered with intensity that shook me to my core, "Mum, you are so beautiful."

  I could not help but beam and blush. Joe lifted me up in his arms. His strong hands under the curve of my ample ass supported me up. I flung my arms around my son's neck. Joe kissed my snot tears soiled face all over. He kissed my tears, mucus clean. I started to giggle and laughed loudly when Joe engulfed my nose in his mouth and licked it clean.

  I closed my eyes as happiness engulfed me. I kissed my son'
s tears with equal devotion. Joe kissed me on tip of my nose before putting me down.

  We had dinner filled with conversation, laughter and good wine. Rex climbed on the chair and sat with his huge paws on the table and nodded off.

  Joe and I went to the family room with our cognac. Joe opened his arms and I automatically sat inside his left arm. Joe wrapped his arm tight around his mother. Rex jumped on the sofa and put his head in my lap.

  Joe filled me in. He had already decided to leave his present job. He was going to buy a failing software/IT firm and start his own business. He was taking a huge loan against his business. I was worried and reminded him of his inheritance worth hundred times the business in question.

  "Mum, I want to come one day as independent and successful as dad was," Joe kissed my nose and said with quiet intensity.

  I was filled with maternal pride, "Can I invest, Joe?"

  Joe smiled, "Provided you allow me to underwrite your investment against the material collaterals."

  My son would make it on his own. I accepted that and offered my investment.

  We sat and had three more drinks when Joe yawned. I nudged his hard stomach and said, "Time to go to bed."

  Rex and I took my son to his bedroom and kissed him good night.

  I undressed with a tug in my heart I could not understand. Rex was on the bed watching my every movement. I chose not to wear anything and jumped in the bed. Rex moved close to me and I knew right away Rex wanted me. I quickly put one pillow under my ass. In no time Rex’s tongue was nestled in the junction between my thighs. I came in few moments of Rex's cunt licking. I came again, soon. Rex on his own climbed over me and his hips dipped between my flexed open thighs. His huge cock found my wet cunt.

  I bit on my lip as my cunt stretched to accommodate Rex's thick long cock. Rex fucked with brutal fast thrusts. I started to cry might be with happiness, might be that I found love with Rex, the love that would never be expressed in words, words we are enslaved by. I felt Rex's massive knot inside my cunt and his hot cum spurting inside me.

  Rex kissed my face. His haunches moved with amazing pace and I shrieked as my first orgasm hit me. Rex would make me cum many times before we finished that night. I had forgotten Joe was in house and not bothered to close the door by habit. I started to sob and cry, "Rex fuck me baby. FUCK ME. I love you my son, Rex...AAAH." I was screaming muffled by Joe's tongue inside my mouth. Rex and I failed to notice that a pair of was eyes watching us make love.

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  I was sleepy when Joe walked in early morning, "Mum, can I sleep in with you?"

  I forgot my son was a man now. I forgot I was naked. I also forgot that I was full of Rex's cum. Only thing I remembered in my sleepy state was that my son had come as he did in past to join me in bed for few hours in morning. I smiled and Joe lifted the duvet and slipped inside. He only wore shorts. I found myself in my son's arms. Rex got up sleepily and licked our faces before settling down to sleep.

  I buried my face in my son's muscular chest and fell asleep.

  We woke up quite late. I fluttered my eyes to fight the sleep. I felt my son's strong arms around me. I heard his deep breathing with occasional soft snore. I also heard deep breathing of Rex. I nuzzled my face in my son's chest and closed my eyes. I fell asleep again.

  I woke up with a start. I was alone in bed. Rex had gone, so was my son. I was about to call for Rex when I heard his low bark from downstairs. Rex knew his mummy was awake.

  I heard footsteps and Joe walked in with a tray and Rex right behind.

  I got up forgetting my breasts were exposed to my son.

  "Mum, good morning. Breakfast in bed for the lady of the manor," Joe kissed me on my lips and then on tip of my nose.

  "UMMM. Good morning my darling. Please don't spoil me. You will leave me in few days." I regretted sounding desperate.

  Joe kissed me again, "Please allow me to spoil you a bit. Even just to indulge your selfish son."

  I fought back the tears and smiled bravely.

  I was spoilt next few days. Joe cooked and he had become an excellent cook.

  We went out for long walks on our estate. We swam in our indoor swimming pool just trunks and panties. I was not embarrassed to be bare breasted in front of my son.

  I started to plan for our birthday and Joe held me tight, "Mum, just three of us. That will do." I kissed his shirt. My heart was thumping against my chest, filled with love.

  On our day of birthday, after breakfast we all went out for a long walk. Joe, Rex and I jogged and ran. We laughed and ran more panting with laughter, fun and exertion. Even tireless Rex was panting when we finished.

  We all jumped in swimming pool, Rex followed us. I had installed UV system to avoid chlorine and Rex used the pool as much as I did. We were sweaty. I was in my bra and panties. Rex jumped around us splashing us. I felt my son swim underwater and soon my panties were pulled off my legs. I giggled as I tried to admonish my son, who was laughing his head off. Even Rex seemed to laugh at me.

  We finished after fooling around for an hour. Joe toweled Rex as I walked to my bedroom in my bra and nothing else.

  I found the whole living room filled with flowers. Joe had arranged a simple gift but that touched me deep inside. I started to cry. I forgot I was naked but for my bra and ran back to the pool. Joe saw me and understood. He got up and opened his arms and I almost ran and collapsed in my son's open arms. I started to laugh and cry at the same time. We both stayed in each other's arms.

  Eventually I took control of my emotions. Joe whispered, "Mum, May I shower with you like we used to."

  I nodded yes.

  Joe, my strong son, picked me up in his arms and took me to my bedroom, Rex in tow. In shower, Joe removed my bra. I pulled my son's trunks off and gasped. Joe's cock was flaccid but was enormous. Even in flaccid state it was as long and thicker than his father's hard cock. I had no idea how long it would be when erect.

  Rex jumped in the shower with us. Joe soaped me with love all over. His hands on my breasts made me burn. I soaped his giant frame. I soaped his giant cock. I cleaned underneath his prepuce as I did when he was small. We both soaped Rex.

  When rinsed after a long shower. We toweled each other. That meant we both toweled each other and Rex.

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  Joe insisted on dressing me. My son chose a white silk blouse, without a bra and light blue cotton shorts. I felt Joe's gesture most natural. I too reciprocated.

  Joe rustled up a light late lunch. He opened vintage champagne.

  I after many months had family under my roof.

  We watched movies my son also cooked all along. I brought out my gift for my son. He would be twenty-three on our birthday and I forty-eight. Rex would be one year old. I gave Joe the keys to his Bentley. He kissed me and we both knew it only meant something to him simply because I bought it for him.

  Joe brought out his gift. He gave me a diamond anklet and a card with handwritten poem. I hugged my son and kissed him.

  We both hugged Rex. My son knew how important Rex was in keeping his mother company. We both had so called gourmet bones for Rex but we both knew it meant nothing to him. Our hugs and kisses meant more. I would have special gift for Rex that night.

  Joe had cooked a gourmet four-course dinner. I had not had such a nice evening for months. We ate, talked and drank.

  "How are things mum?" Joe asked me.

  I ran my hand on my son's broad heavily muscled chest, "I missed my son very badly," then I giggled, "but your little brother Rex helped."

  We both laughed at my joke and Rex pricked his ears and wagged his tail.

  "Mum, any man in your life? I should not ask because I would be so mad with jealousy." Joe stroked my hair.

  I laughed at my son's possessiveness, "No, I never dreamt of any other man in my life after your dad." I added with a smile, "of course except my handsome sons Joe and Rex."

  Joe held me tight. The last time I had se
x with a man was nine years ago, night before Tom flew to that fateful trip. Rex was the only 'man' I had sex with that too over the last few months.

  Joe refilled our glasses. We were getting tipsy but also cosy with each other like we used to.

  "Joe, why would you be jealous if I were to be with another man?"

  Joe laughed, "You are teasing me mum." I giggled because I was teasing my son.

  Joe bent towards my upturned laughing face and bit on the tip of my nose, "Mum, it is as old as Oedipus. Son can just about accept his biological father in his mother's life. Anyone else appears a usurper."

  First I giggled bathed in happiness. I pondered over the word usurper. Joe and I were not used to dropping irrelevant words. Joe meant he felt he 'owned' me. My son thought he had right over me over anyone else, more so any other man. That night that principle felt right.

  "Joe how is almost-married life?" I placed my face against my son's shoulder and looked up. I was hurt to see a shadow cross across his face.

  "Mum, Jenny and I have started to have differences. She finds me forceful, domineering. She somehow believes that I love another woman and probably having an affair." Joe saw sadness on my face and quickly bent his mouth and kissed me on my nose.

  I knew my son was a confident assertive man but an impeccable gentleman. What made my heart lurch was that any man in my family could deceive the woman he loves with infidelity.

  "Joe, did you er have you had affair with another woman?" I asked with heavy heart. I did not want to hear if my men were unfaithful.

  Joe smiled and shook his head emphatically in a no. His smile had a tinge of strange sadness, "Mum, your son would never take advantage of a lady, cheat on her or exploit her in any way. You taught me all that. If I deceive any woman I deceive you first. That I would never ever do." Joe's 'never' and 'ever' were spoken with heartfelt strength of honesty.