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Lesbian Orgasms: A Dog’s Best Friend

Lesbian Orgasms: A Dog’s Best Friend

I want to open a business called, Pap and Pup: pap smears for lesbians and their dogs, because that’s how inseparable we are. There are no boundaries with lesbians and their precious furry friends. And that’s why during our love-making sessions, us gals experience canine interruptus.

My cute Shepherd girl, Chance, is in doggy heaven now but when she was around, whoopee time went something like this: let’s say my girlfriend and I were feeling frisky. We’d end up in the bedroom, clothes flying off, our bodies becoming one big bean bag of love. We’d entered the climax zone of no return–both sounding like two yaks giving birth—on acid. Everything feeling so deliciously fantastic, 5 seconds away from the big O, then BAM—the dog would jump on the bed. And Chance would try to get as close to me as possible, kind of cowering as if to say: “Don’t be mad but it sounded like you might be in trouble. I’m here but I’m also embarrassed for you. I’m embarrassed for myself. Hey, let’s play fetch with that long cylindrical thing in your hand.”

We’d try to push Chance off the bed but she would hang on with all her Rin Tin Tina might.  The jumping on and the pushing off would happen a few times before my partner would command: “Down, girl, down.” And, I’d always think she was talking to me.

Even when we were at my girlfriend’s house, her Chihuahua would fly onto the bed attempting to rescue her mother who sounded as if she was in pain as she lay moaning: “Ay, ay, ay, ay, AY!”  But this delicate mutt would either lick our feet or bite them depending on who was doing what to whom and for how long, and if it involved cartwheels.

So it looks like the unconditional love we get from our pets has one condition: they want to watch us come. Oh good lord! I’ve heard countless stories about this lesbo-doggy phenomenon from many friends and one particular couple is fighting about this very topic even as I write this.  Should we close the bedroom door on our darling Cha Cha? Or do we embrace this spiritual beloved bitch bonding? You decide.

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  • Therese says:

    We put all our 3 in the living room, but if the gate is not secure, you can hear Winnie s l o w l y step by step trying to get to our room. They go crazy when we finally let them in & I wonder what they smell when they jump on the bed! Where did you get this photo? It is hysterical! & Lotte loves to chew on Joe’s toes.