Puppy love

My boyfriend and I moved in together several months ago. Part of the reason we moved in together was that we were having difficulty having time together. We both work in the same profession where we both work very long hours several days in a row, then we get a couple days off. Unfortunately our hours are out of synch with each other so we rarely see each other but at least living together we see each other more than when we lived almost an hour apart. .

So we've only been dating for about a year and we're still getting to know each other. One thing he didn't realize is that I have a fear of dogs and he came home a couple weeks ago with a rescue dog he adopted. I should mention that I moved into my boyfriends house so he still makes most of the decisions and I'm not quite settled in totally.

Anyways, the new dog's a big dog who still thinks he's a puppy so he's rambunctious and aggressive. I'm really trying because he seems like a sweet dog and my boyfriend said he came from an abusive home where the owner was a animal hoarder. So our dog is nervous but also really wants to be loved. My boyfriend said I could leave him in the yard whenever he's not home but I don't think that's right so I'm trying to get comfortable with him and he seems to like me alot.

Some bad habits he came with was being an excessive leg humper and crotch sniffer. The vet said he's probably working out his fears and anxieties so we try to discourage him but not yell at him. He mostly humps my boyfriends leg and likes to sniff my crotch. It's been annoying but we've mostly been laughing at each other's plight.

So like I said, my boyfriend and I work weird hours and we can go days without seeing much of each other. One night we had a nice dinner and I had some wine and was feeling good but my boyfriend didn't because he had to do a long shift in a few hours. We had some wild sex before he had to leave which was nice after a week of nothing.

I had dozed off or passed out before he left for work and was still feeling woozy and happy when I slowly woke up to some warm tingly sensations between my legs. I was daydreaming and fantasizing about the evening before and feeling good. But he didn't take long for reality to hit me. What I felt between my legs was not my boyfriend nor my own hand. It was Buster's nose nuzzling over my pussy and rubbing my clit. I had on baggy boy shorts so he wasn't actually touching my pussy but I could feel it through the fabric.

I'll confess, I was taken by surprise and didn't initially know how to react. It felt scary and wrong but it felt damn good too. Finally I nudged him away until I got him out of the bedroom and shut the door. I went back to bed and masturbated (and came super hard) while I went over some very strange thoughts and fantasies.

So, to make a long story short and cut to the chase. Buster and I have a new routine I've started experimenting with. When I get home from working I always change out of work clothes. Sometime I might throw on a summer dress or a baggy t-shirt with boy shorts. Then I'll sit on the couch and turn on the tv or pick up a book and I'll let my legs fall apart. Buster is always there and will immediately start nuzzling my crotch and I let him.

The last couple days I've been going to bed instead and spread my legs and Buster gets a better position and really presses hard and has started licking around the tops of my thighs. He still hasn't licked my pussy directly but my fantasies have been running away with me. I've gotten so I lock all the locks on the front door so I can be sure to hear my boyfriend if he comes home unexpectedly. I'm not sure what I'd do if he walked in.

Buster still tries to nuzzle me other times but my boyfriend just assumes its what he's always been doing so he doesn't suspect anything. But my imagination has been going wild and I've watched a couple 'zoo' videos and I gotta say that I get super horny and imagine pulling my panaties off so he can lick me fully. And while I don't think I'd ever want him to fuck me, I gotta say I do fantasize about it.

So that's my confession.