Embarrassing date and the dog takes the blame for the mess

I’d been flirting with a girl in our extended group of friends for a few weeks and things were looking promising. One Saturday evening we’d been out with the others, but we ducked out early and I took her back to my house. My parents were away until the following day, so I knew we would have the place to ourselves, and she was as keen as I was to get some quality time together. We didn’t waste any time. As soon as I’d closed the front door she had her arms around my neck and was kissing me passionately and my hands were all over her. She was wearing a short skirt and I worked out quite quickly via my caressing hands that under her skirt she was wearing only a very skimpy thong. I was so turned on and so was she. We headed for the stairs and that was as far as we got, she ended up sitting on the third step up with her legs spread around me and her skirt up around her waist. She was begging me to take her there on the stairs. I wasted no time slipping a finger into her, she was soooo wet and she buried her face in my neck and started to convulse into an o***** as I fingered her and teased her c*** with my thumb. But as she came, with a huge shudder, she lost control of her functions and it went everywhere. It was so bad. She screamed and pushed me away and ran to the bathroom crying, closing the door behind her and leaving me choking with the smell. I didn’t know what to do. I got the carpet cleaning spray, a bucket and and cleaning cloths and I cleaned up as best as I could, but it was quickly apparent that it was too bad for me to clean up properly. I went to the bathroom and I knocked on the door and asked if she was ok. “I want to to go home, she sobbed, “please get me a taxi.” I ordered her a taxi and when it arrived, she ran past me and she got in the taxi and left. I never saw her again. And the next day the evidence was still there on the stairs when my parents returned home. “It was the dog”, I explained, “when I got home last night, there was a surprise on the stairs”. A professional carpet cleaner was called in on the Monday and the incident forgotten about. Except by my brother, who never did believe that the dog had done it. He knew I’d taken a h**** girl home with me that evening and he eventually worked out what had happened as a result of my magic fingers!

Dec 1

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