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Bonnie & Brian: The Lunchtime Rush	By : Lennox Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 16181 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 1-Bonnie & Brian
- 1
Bonnie couldn't remember the last time she felt so bored. She was out at lunch with her husband and neighbors, hearing the same story again. Peter and Lois Griffin hung on Joe's every word, showing great interest with his latest tales of heroic police work. His disability didn't hinder his efforts to stop a group of armed thugs robbing a jewelry store the day before. He told them how he rolled through the doors as fast as he could as he dodged their bullets, shooting one guy in the shoulder before lunging from his moving chair and throwing himself over the counter onto another. Bonnie idly stirred her spoon through her soup as she silently sighed. She had heard all of this the night before and could no longer feign any interest. But as Joe continued to talk, Bonnie’ eyes fell onto the fifth member of their party.
Brian sat across the table from her. Like Peter and Lois, he too listened intently. While they were curious about the stories from Joe's career, Brian took Joe's tales as an opportunity to inspire his own writing. He noticed Bonnie staring at him as he took a bite of his sandwich. Brian froze, unsure of how to react. He glanced over to Lois and Peter who were still captivated by Joe's stories. Bonnie, however, kept her eyes on him. It had been a few days since their time in the hot tub and simply seeing him again was starting to make her crave his canine cock. And as much as Brian had enjoyed the sex with her, he felt it best to keep their secret affair very occasional. He didn't want a highly trained and aggressive police officer to find out that he was sleeping with his wife.
Trying to avoid Bonnie's flirtatious gaze, Brian took a bite out of his sandwich. He was interested in Bonnie, but not with Joe, Peter, and Lois around. He felt their illicit liaisons should be reserved for more private moments. Bonnie reached across the table and grabbed a thin breadstick from the basket. She dipped it in her soup and, without taking her eyes off Brian, slipped it into her mouth. Brian watched as the stick slowly vanished between her lips. Bonnie never broke her lustful gaze as she rolled her tongue over the stick of bread, coating it in her saliva before withdrawing it from her lips. Brian gulped as he stole a quick glance down between his legs below the table, it was a reaction that Bonnie was hoping for.
Beneath the security of the tablecloth, Bonnie slipped her foot from her shoe as she finally decided to chew on the breadstick. She lifted her leg under the table, navigating its way to the occupied seat across from her. Brian froze as he felt something brush against him. He was about to take another bite of his sandwich before it dropped from his hands. He looked down, feeling something pressing against him between his legs. But all he could see was the tablecloth being pushed up against his groin. A quick look at Bonnie's smirking face was all it took for him to figure it out. His eyes went wide as he subtly shook his head, pleading with her not to do this here. He'd happily fuck this woman anywhere she wanted, but not in the restaurant, and not with his friends sitting right next to him.
"Wow Joe," Peter finally spoke. "That's an incredible story."
"Yep," he said as he placed his hands behind his head. "And then I went home and Bonnie and I enjoyed our new hot tub."
"A jacuzzi?" Lois asked as she turned to look at her friend. "Bonnie, you didn't tell me you had one of those installed." Brian expected Bonnie to yank his foot from his crotch, slip it back into her shoe and spend the rest of their lunch behaving herself. But instead, Bonnie only pressed harder against him. As her foot rubbed Brian's stiffening member through the cloth, Bonnie simply turned to Lois and spoke as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
"Oh yeah, it only came in about a week ago. Lois, you have to come over and try it out. In fact, I had Brian around the other day. He and I had a really nice soak."
Brian felt his heart in his throat. That was it. That was the moment he just wanted to run, hide, and end it all. Bonnie was taking their secret affair way too far. Her actions, her comments, it was all getting way too risky for his liking.
"You knew about this, Brian?" Lois asked him, giving him a quizzical look. "And you didn't tell me?" A small laugh quickly escaped from the redhead woman's mouth, and Brian felt a little more at ease. "Are... are you okay?" Brian's look of panic was no longer going unnoticed.
"Yeah buddy," Peter said as he turned to his friend. " I haven't seen a dog panic over a meal like this since New Brian."
"MEG! FOR THE LAST TIME, DINNER IS READY!" Lois cried from the kitchen door before resigning herself to her seat. The rest of the family had taken their spots at the table, with New Brian taking Brian's old spot.
"Chris, do you know where your sister is?"
"No idea, mom," Chris said as he looked over at the plate of dinner in front of her empty seat. New Brian lifted his fork to his mouth before he felt something brush against his leg. Looking down, he saw Meg press a finger to her lips as she rubbed his crotch. His shaft quickly began to emerge and grow from his sheath before it quickly vanished inside of Meg's mouth. New Brian watched the rest of the family nervously as he received a secret blowjob from the daughter of his new owner. Meg was on her knees under the table, one hand holding her up while the other dug her fingers into her panties. New Brian had to position his paw between Meg's head and the table. The last thing he wanted was her to bump it and make her presence, and her actions, known.
"Geez. New Brian," Peter said as he swallowed his mouthful of food. "You okay there? I haven't seen anyone look like that since..."
"Peter," Lois interrupted him. "No cutaways at the dinner table."
"Aww, come on. I had a good one lined up and everything."
"No cutaways, Peter. Save it for afterward."
New Brian found it hard to focus on the meal in front of him. He could feel Meg's lips hugging his member, her tongue beneath it, and even the back of her throat. This was the first blowjob he had ever received, and Meg proudly took every inch inside her mouth. She didn't cough, she didn't splutter, and she didn't stop. New Brian took another mouthful of food, chewing it nervously as he tried to act normal. He could already feel his climax building inside of him. He quickly swallowed his food and held a napkin up to his lips. He gripped Meg's head through her hat under the table and faked a small cough. Meg got the message. She plunged her lips down the length of his shaft and hilted it inside her mouth. Despite New Brian's attempts to pull her off and let him cum into his napkin, Meg refused to move. She felt his cock twitch against her lips as New Brian's cum was shot against the back of her throat. She kept her gaze locked onto his as she swallowed, releasing his cock only when his orgasm had died down. Opening her mouth to prove she had drunk it all, Meg licked his shaft before she whispered to him.
"Can you distract them so I can get out of here?" A sly grin crossed New Brian's lips as he placed his hand back on top of Meg's head. He held her face at the tip of his shaft, as he picked up some more dinner with his fork.
'No,' he simply mouthed. He placed the fork in his mouth as he pushed Meg's face back down his dick. He wasn't going to give her another load of his sperm, not yet. Instead, he calmly ate his meal as he forced Meg to keep and hold his cock warm within her mouth.
"I guess it just slipped my mind," Brian said with a nervous chuckle. In his lap, he felt the table cloth being pulled out of the way as Bonnie's toes finally came into contact with his member. He nervously gulped, seeing them rub his shaft at the bottom of his eyes as he took another nervous bite of his sandwich.
"Oh guys, did I tell you about the time I..." Brian's sigh of relief as Joe turned the conversation away from him was short-lived. He glared at Bonnie as she slouched a little in her seat. She hooked both her feet around the legs of Brian's chair and pulled him closer to the table. With his erection throbbing between his legs, there was no way Brian would be able to excuse himself. He reached down to grab Bonnie's ankle and push her away, but she pushed back against his grasp and refused to budge. Slowly and seductively, she began to rub one foot up and down against his member while the other pressed her sole firmly against it. As he felt both feet on his shaft, Brian realized that there was nothing that he could do or say that would get her to stop. Bonnie wanted to do this, she wanted to tease him. He just had to sit there and try not to lose control. Bonnie placed her toes over the tip of his shaft, rubbing and teasing it as her other foot continued to stroke him. Brian's lunch now sat forgotten on his plate. He couldn't help but notice the occasional glance from Lois and Peter as he tried to listen to Joe's story. He tried to focus on his voice, take in his words, but all he could think about was the feeling of his erection being rubbed between his legs.
Bonnie bit her lip as she performed her slow and deliberate footjob under the table. She could feel a dampness between her toes at the tip of his cock. A few drops of Brian's precum had dripped and seeped between them. Bonnie paused briefly to wipe her toes on the inside of Brian's leg before pressing her sole back against his shaft. She started to move both her feet up and down his cock. She had to be very careful not to bump against Lois or Peter. With the table obstructing her view, she had to watch that she didn't bump her knees against anyone else. Bonnie was a filthy tease, and she knew it. She felt a rush of power and dominance from watching Brian try to act like nothing was wrong. Had he skin instead of fur, she was sure that his cheeks would have been a bright red as his face would have been flushed with arousal and embarrassment. Brian's knife was clenched tightly in his hand as he knew his orgasm was inevitable. A few more drips of precum slipped from the head of his cock. He gave Bonnie one last glance, pleading with his eyes for her to stop and just leave him be. But the look in his eyes only strengthened Bonnie's resolve. She wanted to make him cum like this and she wasn't going to stop until he did. Unable to hold himself back any longer, Brian quickly leaned forward against the table. He rested his elbow beside his plate and his chin on his paw as he pretended to listen to Joe's story. His other hand quickly gripped his shaft between Bonnie's feet and, using his own body to shield his release, he reluctantly sprayed his cum over his stomach. His eye twitched and he silently grunted as he came into his fur, trying to hide how tense his body was. He tried to hide his heavy panting throughout his climax, and Bonnie finally relented as she realized he had made him cum. Thick hot ropes of seed splashed into his stomach. There was no way he could shoot his load under the table, the smell would linger and evidence of his pleasure would quickly be found. No, his white fur made it ideal to camouflage his cum. It would take a little bit of effort to wash out, but it meant that he could at least take his mess with him. He gave Bonnie one last glare as she slipped her feet back into her shoes. With his shaft finally shrinking back into its sheath, Brian pushed his chair out from under the table.
"I... um... excuse me." He couldn't think of anything to say, he just had to get out of there. Hoping that the smell of his cum wouldn't reach his friends, he jumped from his chair and walked briskly towards the bathroom.
*****
Brian knew that nothing less than a shower would help him clean up the mess on his stomach. But all he had to work within the restaurant bathroom was warm water, hand soap, and paper towels. The sinks were too small for him to sit in and run the water directly over his mess, not that he didn't consider trying. Brian would wet the paper towel under the warm water and apply a healthy amount of soap before scrubbing it against his belly. He would clean the soap off with another wet sheet, dry himself, and start again. His fur was clinging together in wet clumps as he scrubbed, and Brian felt his heart skip a beat as he heard the bathroom door open.
"I thought you'd fallen in," Bonnie joked as she stepped onto the tiled floor, silently flicking the latch to lock the door behind her. Brian chose to focus on cleaning himself.
"This is the men's room," he said without looking at her. "You shouldn't be in here. You've caused enough trouble already."
"Yeah, sorry about that," Bonnie softly said as she crouched in front of him. "I miss what we do, Brian. I guess I just wanted a little fun with you. And besides, I didn't know you were into feet."
"I'm not," Brian growled. "Bonnie, Joe was sitting right there! We could have been caught."
"But we weren't, Brian. We got away with it. We weren't caught, you got to cum, and I'm just here to make sure there were no hard feelings. I'll even give you my ass in the hot tub next chance we get. How's that for making us even?"
"Even?" Brian growled again. He loved being inside this woman, but the promise of anal sex with her alone wasn't enough for him to consider them 'even.' He gripped the neckline of Bonnie's dress in his hand.
"How about you give me your ass now instead?" He pulled Bonnie against him as he forced his lips onto hers. Bonnie took only a second to fall into his kiss. Their tongues quickly entwined between their mouths as Bonnie dropped to her knees on the floor. As she placed her hand on the back of Brian's head, he slipped his paw into her dress and bra and pulled her tits out of her clothes. He carelessly handled the mounds of flesh on Bonnie's chest, rubbing, pressing and pinching her nipples between his fingers as they kissed. Brian's sheath swelled as his cock emerged once again, leaving him hard and stiff by the time their lips parted.
"You have no idea how much I want you to wreck me right now," Bonnie breathlessly spoke as they pulled their mouths apart. She slipped her hands underneath her purple dress, peeled her underpants down her legs, and tossed them on the bench.
"Oh, I think I do. You just want me to give you everything I've got, don't you? You want to be treated like a complete whore?"
"A complete whore for my neighbor's dog," Bonnie kissed Brian again, pushing him down onto the tiled floor. With their lips locked once again in a passionate embrace, Bonnie reached her hand down between Brian's legs and gripped his erection inside her fist. Slowly she started to jerk the dog off, making him moan into her mouth.
"You've still got another load in you, right?" Bonnie asked as she swung her leg over his waist to straddle his member. Their crotches were hidden underneath her dress, but Brian could feel the heat that came from Bonnie's slit.
"Oh you know I do, but you're not getting it just yet. Now stand over by the sink for me."
Brian pushed himself from underneath her as Bonnie got to her feet. She took a couple of steps back towards the sink and placed her hands on the edge of the bench, eyeing off the bestial cock as Brian stood up. The white Labrador didn't ask and he didn't hesitate. He simply walked up to her, lifted her dress, and unceremoniously stepped underneath it. The canine wasted no time in attacking Bonnie's pussy with his tongue. The moist muscle quickly found the hole between her folds, with Bonnie gasping and lurching forward as she felt him enter her. The skilled tongue seemed to wriggle its way inside the horny and desperate housewife. Bonnie gripped the edge of the bench with one hand as the other flew to press against the back of Brian's head. She rolled her hips a little over his mouth as she felt that tongue wriggle and writhe inside her. Her breathing became heavy panting, her exposed tits rising and falling with each breath. She could feel Brian's paws on her hips as he ate her out, his top lip against her clit, and his nose resting on her belly. Brian had to strain his neck to push his tongue into her depths, but the act alone would have been worth any discomfort he'd feel. If nothing else, he could always use the hot tub to relax his muscles.
As Bonnie bucked her hips against his mouth, Brian knew that she was edging closer and closer by the minute. He allowed his tongue one last moment in her depths before he withdrew it back into his mouth.
"What? No! Brian..." Bonnie started to protest as Brian stepped out from under her dress. With a smug look on his face, he simply held up his paw, pointed his finger towards the floor and twirled it.
"I'm not done with you just yet, now turn around."
"But... but I was so close."
"Hey, you made me cum in front of everyone out there when it suited you. So you're not getting off until it suits me. Now turn around, you horny little harlot," Brian grinned. Doing what she was told, Bonnie placed her hands firmly on the bench in front of the sink. As Brian took his spot behind her, she felt her dress being lifted around her waist. She pushed her ass out towards him a little more, taking a few steps back and leaning over the benchtop. Her dress was lifted and placed on her back. She felt Brian's soft paws on her rump, those white furry fingers exploring every curve of her ass. Bonnie jumped as she felt a soft slap against one of her rear cheeks. Brian brought his paw down against her skin again, and again, and again. He'd give her a few seconds to savor the sting of his smacks before he'd administer another one. He roughly grabbed both her rear cheeks and spread them apart. Without so much as simply asking, Brian pressed his face firmly in between her cheeks. His lips parted as his tongue found her hole. He slowly circled Bonnie's pucker with the moist muscle before he forced it inside. Bonnie's cheeks were stretched apart as far as Brian's fingers could pull them. Her hole was moistened with his saliva before he pushed his tongue inside. Bonnie's ass was tighter than her pussy, Brian had to work to bury his tongue inside.
"Oh... fuck..." Bonnie groaned. Brian stretched his tongue inside her as far as he could reach. His lips were pressed against her puckered hole as he made out with her ass. He resisted the urge to reach between her legs to her pussy and fuck Bonnie to climax with his fingers. Instead, he just teased her moist slit and clit with his fingertips. He wanted her soaked, not satisfied. Brian's saliva was dragged all around the inside of Bonnie's hole. He could feel her cheeks on his face as her passage clenched down around his tongue. As he rimmed and teased her with his fingers, Brian's other paw went down to his shaft as he began to rub himself. He had no intention of cumming anywhere else but inside this woman, but he still wanted to feel his own pleasure.
"Lose the dress, then sit on the toilet," Brian commanded as he pulled his tongue from her ass. Bonnie felt the strange emptiness now that Brian's rim-job was over. Silently, and obediently, she pulled her dress up over her head and tossed it over the wall of the cubicle. She slipped her shoes from her feet and playfully poked Brian's nose with her toe as he walked into the stall. He growled as he pushed her ankle aside. He wrapped one paw around the base of his shaft while the other pushed her leg against the wall. He watched Bonnie's face as he touched her slit with the tip of his erect member. He angled his cock up a little before bringing it back down upon her lower lips, lightly slapping Bonnie over her soaked cunt. He wanted nothing more than to just bury his tongue back inside the woman. Even though she made him cum with her feet and almost exposed their affair, Brian couldn't deny his urge to taste her climax.
"Oh, don't tease me, Brian," Bonnie almost begged when she realized his hesitation. A small smirk crossed Brian's lips as the tip of his cock slipped between her lips.
"Why not? After what you did back in the restaurant, I think you deserve it."
"But... but I got you off. I made you cum."
"Yeah, but I didn't want to. And now I've got you begging me to get you off. You see where this is going?"
"Goddamn it, Brian. You press off all my buttons, did you know that? I’m having an affair with my neighbor's dog. Do you have any idea how much that’s been turning me on?"
"Oh, I've got some idea," Brian chuckled as he eased two fingers inside her. "Your cunt is soaked, Bonnie." Bonnie threw her head back onto the cistern for a moment.
"Brian, I need that cock. It's perfect for me. I don't care if you knock me up and fill me with puppies. Just... just fuck me!"
"Five seconds," Brian said as he pulled his fingers from her snatch. "I'll give you five seconds." He placed his cock at her soaking wet entrance and he eased himself inside. Bonnie let her head fall back against the cistern once more as she finally felt herself being penetrated by the cock her body craved so much. Brian buried every inch of himself inside her, right down to the tip of his sheathe. He said nothing as he counted to five in his mind before slowly pulling himself back out. His red shaft was glistening with Bonnie's juices. Bonnie opened her mouth to protest, but Brian spoke first. His cock was slick with her juices and Bonnie's ass was slick with his saliva.
"Legs up, whore," he ordered. Leaning and slouching on the toilet seat, Bonnie lifted her legs and held them with her hands. She felt the tip of Brian's shaft against her backdoor.
"But I thought you wanted my... nnnnggggghhhhhh," she was cut off with the sudden intrusion of Brian pushing himself inside her ass. She could feel herself stretching around him, the pressure building inside of her, the feeling of being filled.
With his paws firmly on Bonnie's raised thighs, Brian began to screw the horny housewife. He would stand on his toes as he pushed himself into her ass. He would ease his cock in and out of her hole, loving how her back passage would hug him tightly with each thrust. Brian would slam himself right back into her ass, his knot quickly forming with each thrust. He looked down, watching as Bonnie's ass graciously accepted his cock. They were both lost in their own little world. Nothing mattered outside of their little cubicle. They didn't care about their lunch, or what the others thought of their absence. All that mattered right now was the lust they harbored for each other.
"You want to cum?" Brian asked as he posed his paw over her pussy.
"Fuck... you know I do. Just get me off, Brian. Please!" Without missing a beat of their fuck, Brian pressed one furry finger against her folds. He looked her dead in the eye as he continued to pound her ass.
"What are you?" he asked.
"I'm... I'm a slut," Bonnie said, and Brian slipped that finger into her pussy.
"WHAT ARE YOU?" Brian cried.
"I'M A WHORE!" Bonnie cried as she groped her tits in her hand. She groaned as she squeezed and pinched her nipples.
"WHAT ARE YOU?" Brian screamed in a voice that echoed throughout the bathroom.
"I'M..." Bonnie froze, hesitation for a split second as she considered what she should say. Holding her tits firmly in her hand, she met Brian's gaze with her own.
"I'm your bitch, Brian." A smile crossed Brian's lips as he shoved his fingers into Bonnie's depths. He twisted his wrist as his paw dug deeper into the writhing woman. He could feel his own thrusts from his ass, considerably slower now that he was focusing on his hand. He couldn't believe how warm her pussy felt, and how wet she was inside.
"Fuck... fuck... fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK!" Bonnie came violently around Brian's paw, surprising the canine as her juices squirted out through his fingers and splashed against his wrist. He held his hand inside her, feeling her insides convulse as he fucked Bonnie through his orgasm. Each thrust caused Brian's knot to push a little further into her ass. With his own orgasm quickly building in his balls, he wanted to lock it inside her. A drained Bonnie hissed through gritted teeth as her pucker stretched and closed around the bulge in his cock, sealing Brian inside her. She felt the thick, warm globs of canine cum spraying deep into her bowels. Brian stood on his toes, holding and pressing himself against her hips. And his eyes watched as her chest rose and fell with each heavy breath, as Bonnie slowly let her legs rest on the floor beside him.
"So... we're even?" Bonnie breathlessly asked.
"Not just yet," Brian smiled. He slowly withdrew his paw from her gaping cunt and, with a chuckle, he began to wipe Bonnie's juices onto her stomach. His paw moved back and forth all across her belly, almost as if he was painting it. He smiled at the gaping pussy below him and he peered into its darkness.
"Okay," he smiled. "Now we're even."
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