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TW: Incest, Bestiality, dub con. The first time it happens is because her father made her do it. He tied her up, gagging her, and teased and plucked at her body like a well tuned instrument until she was soaking wet between her legs, sobbing behind her gag. He didn’t let her come, of course. That came later.
Then came the dogs. They were big, muscled males that growled and barked at the postman and protected their home like every stranger was an intruder. They were incredibly well trained. With a swift “Up” command the dogs quickly mounted her.
Being fucked by a dog is so unlike being fucked by a man. They’re huge beasts, their cocks slick and pointed at the tip, with big knots at their base to lock them together with their prospective bitch. Karla tried to beg for him not to let them. The dogs left scratches on her hips when they fucked her, their huge knots stretching her open as they filled her with their seed.
But to her humiliation, Karla came. Hard. Again and again, she found herself screaming behind her gag and squeezing around the beast’s cocks inside her, milking them of their seed like she was hungry for it. She was shaking and soaked when they were finally done, and her father let the last dog lick her clean, making her whimper and come all over again.
The second time was a few weeks later, when she’d come out of the shower. She was home alone.
“Stop,” Karla had said, whining as one of the big dogs shoved his nose between her legs. “P-Please,” she whimpered, trying to ignore the way her hips arched forward when the dog licked at her. The dog growled, and Karla resigned herself to it with a sob. She spread her legs, leaning back against the counter as the dog lapped at her, it’s long tongue sliding inside her with it’s insistence. She whined in pleasure, her hips bucking, back arching as the she came under the dog’s insistent licking, her thighs trembling when it finally pulled back, tail wagging as it trotted off.
Karla told herself it was just easier to let the dogs do what they wanted than to fight them.
The third time, her father had been away for two weeks. Some kind of work trip. Karla was wet and aching, needy. Her own fingers weren’t enough. The dogs had become more fond of her since her father let them all fuck her, and she was cuddling with them on the couch when she found herself lonely. Her dad wouldn’t be home for another few days. And Karla needed him…needed to be fucked, and soon.
Karla was trembling as she slipped socks onto the dogs’ paws to prevent them form scracthing her. Then she locked herself in her bedroom with them all, stripping herself naked and moaning softly as she rubbed her clit, humiliated and needy for what she was about to do.
She got down on her hands and knees, a rough towel under her. She spread her legs wide. Raised her ass in the air like a proper, needy bitch. It took a moment for her to gain the courage to call for one of the dogs — Loki, the dog trotted up and pressed it’s cold nose between her legs, curious and letting out a soft whine of his own.
“U-Up,” Karla said, voice trembling. “Up, boy.” She begged. Loki whined and mounted. It took a moment of frantic humping for the dog’s thick cock to finally slide in — but then Karla whined and bit the towel beneath her, hips arching. Loki fucked her with all the eager mercilessness of an animal in rut. I’m a bitch, Karla thought dizzily, spreading her legs wider and reaching back, spreading the lips of her needy cunt open for Loki’s knot as it slipped into her, the dog humping her with hard little jerks of his hips. I’m a bitch in heat. Karla came hard at the thought, whining as the dog came too, thick knot swelling, cock spurting seed deep inside her. But she wanted more.
When Loki was free, he trotted to the side to lay down, and Karla shivered, keeping her ass in the air like a good girl. Another dog sniffed at her unprompted, licking the inside of her thigh. With a steadier voice, Karla called out again. “Up,” She whimpered, and the dog’s paws were on her hips.
Karla had told herself she only wanted the one, but by the time she was spent, she’d let all of her father’s dogs rut into her and fill her with their warm seed.
She stopped counting how many times they mounted her after that. There were too many, between her father’s commands and her own needy whining.
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Tiffany’s First Time
Tiffany entered her house panting. Her after school runs always left her somewhat drained and much in need of a shower. She went up to her room to undress and greeted her brother’s large German shepherd who was sitting in the hallway.
“Hi Max,” she said. “You get left alone again today?”
Tiffany had found a note downstairs from her mother telling her that her parents would be out all evening. As she started undressing, she noticed that Max had followed her in. Max had been staying in her room since her brother went away to college, and Tiffany was used to undressing in front of him.
As she was sitting on her bed completely naked, Tiffany decided that this would be a good time to work off some of that extra sexual energy that had been building all day long. Her mother was usually home all day, so she was used to relieving herself only at night while in bed, but this time she did so while sitting on the bed.
Her fingers started probing her inner depth. She then removed her moist finger and started massaging her emerging clitoris. Tiffany moaned as she ground the palm of her hand over her privates. Her hips started thrashing as she lay back on the bed and started really getting into it. She felt a brief pang of embarrassment as she noticed Max was sitting in the corner watching intently. Her attention was quickly brought back to her impending orgasm as she was using one hand to rub the area around her very sensitive clit and the other to alternately pinch her nipples and insert a finger into virgin body. Her pace picked up as she reached the point of no return, and she found herself being stretched by two of her own fingers.
All this time Max was watching with increasing curiosity. The smell in the air was starting to arouse him, and he wasn’t sure where it was coming from. As he was watching Tiffany writhe around on the bed, he started to realize that she was the source of his excitement. His large German shepherd penis slowly started to emerge from his sheath as he sat watching her.
Tiffany could not believe her level of excitement or the magnitude of her orgasm. She moaned loudly as she stretched her virgin lips wider then she ever had before. She had put a third finger in in the throes of her sexual fury which pushed her over the edge towards her orgasm. As it his her full force, she fell from the bed, semi- conscious.
“Wow!” she said to herself. “That was incredible. Good thing I did this before my shower, I’m a sticky mess.”
As she got onto her hands and knees to pick herself up, she felt Max sniffing her behind. “No! Get away, Max!”, she cried as his cold nose bumped her glowing womanhood. She pushed him away, but as soon as she turned back to get up, his tongue lashed out for a direct his on her clit.
“Gaaa… !” she said as this took her legs out from under her. She sat in disbelief of how wonderful it felt. As Max’s tongue worked its way into her, she realized what was happening and pushed him away again while she reached over the bed for her towel.
“What the… ? No, Max, get off!”, Tiffany yelled as she felt his body press hers into the mattress of the bed. He had seen her kneeling on the floor and decided to take some action. It took a moment for Tiffany to realize what he was doing, but she was unable to move to get away from him as he pinned her from above. His 90 pound body was too much for her to lift even as she realized that his cock was poking around her nether regions as he tried to penetrate her.
“Max! NO! Bad dog!”, she screamed at him in an effort to get him to stop, but he was too intent on the female in heat beneath him. She went rigid as his doggy cock found its way to her dripping hole. It was still wet from when she had fingered herself, and that made it much easier for Max. Tiffany whimpered as the first trust of his larger than human prick broke through her maidenhood. His second thrust went in farther as she was stretched as she never had been before. As she lay helpless, pinned beneath the dog, she felt him going faster and deeper with each thrust. Tiffany could feel his drool dripping onto her back as he worked himself into a fevered pitch violating the young and helpless girl with the bestial act. The stimulation was incredible, and Tiffany found her body responding to the dog, against her will.
“Oh… shit, Max,” she said. Max was pounding her newly deflowered body faster that she thought possible, and she was also getting really excited despite her revulsion of what the animal was doing to her. She moved her hands behind herself and felt Max’s dick as it pounded in and out. She couldn’t believe that something that immense was actually going into her little body. She was even more surprised to find that the only thing preventing it from going deeper was the knot at the base of his penis. Getting turned on, she tried to open her legs more and stretch her lips apart to see is she could get the base of his cock in as well.
Each thrust pushed the knot in a little further, pushing her closer to the edge of a major orgasm. Max must have liked the extra stimulation as well, because he started making mini-growls with each massive thrust. Even as she was entering the orgasm, she knew that the knot was too large and would not go all the way in. As the full force of the orgasm hit her, she pushed back one last time, trying to get his dick in as deep as she could. Unfortunately, it was at the same time as Max started cumming. He also pushed in, hard.
Tiffany nearly screamed as his knot was forced all the way in. This just made Max push harder with the added tightness around his prick. Max used this extra stimulation to pump a very full load of doggy come into his bitch. He pushed his dick and knot as far as he could as he came with a strange growl. Tiffany could feel the spurts of hot cum as they hit her innermost parts.
Tiffany, couldn’t move away from the painful penetration, but she did realize that it was over, and tried to get him off. He would have none of that as his bestial urge to impregnate her made him continue pushing to keep his knot within her. She suddenly realized that the knot, which was very large to begin with, was growing much larger, pushing his dick deeper. She recalled that this was how the male dog “tied” to the female after mating so that the sperm would not leak out. This stimulation gave her one more orgasmic jolt before she realized that not only was she trapped beneath him, but he was becoming trapped within her. She tried to get him to back off, but the growing knot was pulling itself deeper into her cunt as the inside of her vaginal cavity was larger than the opening. She knew that the knot just barely fit into her in the first place, and that was forced in painfully, so he was probably stuck until it went back down to that size again.
However, the knot was becoming so large that it was very painful, even thought it was on the inside of her vaginal cavity. Not only did the knot feel to be about the size of a tennis ball, which she could never have fit through her opening, but it was also pushing his cock against her womb with far too much pressure.
Max decided that this was enough, and tried to get off. He managed to get his body off of hers, but could not move away as he was locked firmly inside of her. When Max got off, she felt his cock trying to pull out which increased the pain. As Tiffany lay there whimpering in pain, she realized that she looked and sounded much like the female dogs that she had seen Max fuck. She tried to get up to see if she could do something about him, but the tugging on Max’s penis made the knot get even bigger, and she lay back down in pain.
As she waited for him to shrink enough to get out, she realized that despite the pain, this had been the most sexually exiting time she had ever had. Max had not acted maliciously, but out of animal instinct. She decided that she could not tell anyone about this, or even punish Max herself. She might even allow him to “force” her another time, but without the “tie”. As she sat there waiting, wondering why she could not feel him getting any smaller, she recalled with a sinking sensation that the times she saw Max tied to a female dog, he usually stayed that way for half an hour.
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Suzi
Suzi smoothed down her skirt and tried to focus but was finding it a little difficult after the amount of prosecco she had consumed with her next door neighbour Kelly. Looking at the bottle she noticed it was just about empty and ready to join the other empty bottle in the waste bin when Kelly appeared at the doorway brandishing a fresh cold bottle.
"Where were we," she exclaimed in her broad north east accent as she twisted the cork out of the prosecco with a pop. "I remember… we were talking about sex, well at least I was." Then she dissolved into giggles as she sloshed the prosecco into their glasses.
The two women had known each other for years since they moved into neighbouring houses in a very respectable village in the London commuter belt, but they had become firm friends when their respective husbands left them within a few weeks of each other. Both women were now closer to 50 than 40 and with their children away at university they both had their large houses from the divorce settlements pretty much to themselves. Since that momentous change in both of their lives they popped into each other’s houses like it was their second home, and would often spend an evening in each other’s company consuming prosecco and generally putting the world to rights.
Kelly always was the smaller one of the pair with her short straight blonde hair that fell to the nape of her neck and as a fitness fanatic she would often be seen pounding the pavement to keep her 5’4” figure in shape, and Kelly was very proud that she was still a size 8. Suzi was a couple of inches taller than Kelly with brown hair that fell to her shoulders in a tumble of curls, and by her own admission Suzi knew she could do to lose a few pounds but still felt she was in pretty good shape, though nothing like Kelly’s trim figure. She always felt her best assets were here 38dd and was convinced that men wanted the curves that went with it. “Sex,” said Kelly again, rolling the word round her mouth, “that’s the real secret to staying in shape, lots and lots of sex.”
Suzi looked at Kelly and laughed as she said, “sex with whom, may I ask, haven’t seen a string of men at your door or maybe you sneak them in.” “Who said anything about men?” said Kelly quietly looking at her best friend intently. “Have you turned… you know…” stammered Suzi, wondering if her friend was about to make a pass and also wondering in her slightly tipsy state if she would decline as it had been over 3 years since she had last had sex. In fact the only orgasms she had were from her fingers under the covers in darkness and shame, recalling how the nuns at school would tell the girls they would go to hell for touching, but the urge was sometimes just too much. “Lesbian?” giggled Kelly then went on “wondering if I was going to lick your pussy as you lick mine.” Suzi blushed bright red as Kelly laughed and went on, “looking at your face not sure you would say no but rest assured I still love cock.”
Kelly always had a way of saying things that would shock Suzi in a delightful way. Suzi’s posh private education had not prepared for the more down to earth working class lass who married well but despite their differences they enjoyed each other’s company. Suziwas sexually naïve with her ex-husband Roger, being the only man, she had ever slept with. Her married sex life then was once a week in darkness and conducted in silence with the occasional grunt or apology if Roger thought he was being too vigorous. Kelly on the other hand made it quite clear she had a ‘bit of a dark past’ before she married and Suzi had learnt more about sex from Kelly than she had ever known before.
In fact, Kelly had hinted she may have been more than just friends with other women in the past, whereas Suzi hadn’t seen another woman naked since school. Before Suzi could question her further, Kelly clicked on the TV so they could watch the latest 'romcom' they had agreed on earlier in the day. As the third bottle of prosecco finished along with the film, which wasn’t half as good as the pair had hoped, Suzi’s mind drifted back to Kelly’s earlier comment about sex. Being much more open due to the alcohol lowering her inhibitions and giving her a degree of bravery, Suzi looked at Kelly and said, “so where are you getting this lots of sex you boasted about earlier?” “Roger,” said Kelly quietly staring at Suzi whose mind started to whir at a hundred miles an hour.
Suzi tried to think who Roger was… the gardener… her personal trainer… had her ex-husband returned in secret and was now fucking her best friend? Then she remembered that Kelly had said it wasn’t a guy and slowly it dawned on her who Roger was. “Oh, you mean your Roger,” Suzi said open mouthed as the full realisation of what Kelly had said hit her. Roger was a 3-year-old black lab that went running with Kelly most days and would often be seen bouncing around Kelly’s back garden. Kelly had called him Roger as she said it reminded her of Suzi’s ex-husband, “a bit clumsy and would often bound about with his tongue hanging out,” “Shocked?” said Kelly studying her friend’s face, waiting for her reaction.
Suzi was in total shock as she blurted out, “but he’s a dog… and a it’s wrong … if it is even possible..." her words trailed away as she found herself imagining what it would be like to be fucked like a bitch and at the same time recoiling against the enormity of the act. A million questions formed on Suzi’s lips as Kelly’s loud laugh filled the room. “You daft cow,” Kelly snorted, “do you really think I would fuck a dog?” Suzi just stared at her as she went on,”I bought myself a new dildo, which is what you should do.”
The conversation then turned to the usual topic of Kelly telling Suzi she should buy a dildo and all the pleasures that go with it. Much to Kelly’s delight Suzi was getting redder and redder as Kelly got more graphic about its use. Suzi had never owned a dildo and wouldn’t really know how to get one, and although Kelly had offered a few times Suzi was too embarrassed at the thought of her friend knowing what she might be doing with it.
After saying a cheery drunken goodbye to Kelly, Suzi swayed next door and with her mind still turning sat in front of her PC. Kelly had said she was joking, thought Suzi, but was she? Could these things happen? With that typed into her browser window, ‘women sex dogs.’ Over the next hour Suzi discovered that not only was it possible, it was a lot more common than she had thought, and to her surprise, and also shock, found the pictures & deions arousing. When Suzi eventually found videos the whole thing became very real as she watched a woman on screen being fucked by a black lab very similar to Roger as her moans of orgasms echoed from the speakers.
Clicking the PC off Suzi climbed into bed and for once didn’t bother folding her clothes neatly and putting the dirty ones in the laundry, but instead discarded them on the floor and crawled into bed. As she closed her eyes the video returned to her mind but in her vision instead of it being a porn model it has morphed into her friend Kelly being fucked. Then in a flash the vision changed and she could see herself under the dog and touching herself Suzi bought herself to a shuddering climaxOver the next few days Suzi’s thoughts kept drifting back to Kelly’s words, she had said she was joking but was that just to cover up what she thought was a bad reaction from her friend. The more Suzi thought about it, the more she was concerned that perhaps she had damaged their friendship as Kelly had hardly spoken to her since that night. Spotting Kelly returning from her run Suzi decided she would pop round for a cup of tea and a chat and make sure the air was clear between them. Entering the kitchen from the open back door Suzi became a little alarmed as she heard her friend’s moans like she was in pain. Spotting her head on the floor poking out from behind the central island in the kitchen Suzi thought she had perhaps banged her head and collapsed. Rushing round Suzi went to cry out, “Kelly are you OK,” but the words died on her lips as she rounded the corner and took in the full scene.
Kelly was naked from the waist down and on her back was Roger, his paws gripping Kelly’s hips as he slammed in and out. Suzi’s cry caused Kelly to look up and stare at her friend, then a moan of pure pleasure escaped her lips as Roger’s cock drove in and out. “Don’t hate me,” Kelly moaned through gritted teeth unable to move. “I don’t hate you, I am jealous of you,” Suzi rasped in a hoarse and sexually charged voice.
Kelly moaned louder as she surrendered herself to Roger energetic ministrations and Suzi moved round to get a better view. She could see that the dog cock was angry and red and looked much thicker than she had seen, and would have guessed therefore longer. “He looks so big,” Suzi said breathlessly spellbound by the spectacle before her. “He is fucking marvellous,” groaned Kelly pushing back to meet Roger’s thrusts. Then moaning lewdly, “oh here comes the knot, fucking yes… yes... YESSSSSS”, the last word bounced round the kitchen. “The what?” Suzi asked but her friend was too far gone to reply as the words tumbling from her mouth were unintelligible. Suzi was holding her breath as she watched her friend’s orgasm build then burst, and she exhaled with her, in a mighty breath as Kelly lifted her head and howled with pure lust.
Suzi had never seen another woman orgasm before and loved the way Kelly’s face rippled with effort and pleasure, her small breasts swinging underneath as the dog on her back held steady, panting and drooling. Suzi watched Kelly’s fingers appear between her thighs and start to rub her engorged clit causing another orgasm and then as Roger pulled away Suzi had a clear view of a ball of flesh being tugged from Kelly’s pussy. The knot was attached to a large, still dripping, red cock and Kelly’s pussy was open and puffy then spurts of seed fell onto the floor in a puddle between her thighs. Suzi had never felt so turned on until that moment and without thinking reached out and touched her friend’s pussy causing Kelly to moan with pleasure as Suzi pushed 2 fingers deep in, then withdrew them studying the sticky mess that coated them. “Taste him,” Kelly rasped in a throaty voice having bent her head round to watch Suzi.
Suzi moaned around her own fingers as she sucked tasting the bitter dog seed mixed with her friend’s juices. Both tastes were a first for her as she had never tasted a male’s seed, not even her ex-husband’s nor had she tasted a woman’s juices, not even her own. The combination of taste and smell sent fireworks through Suzi’s brain and she had an overwhelming desire to taste more. Flipping Kelly onto her back Suzi held Kelly’s knees apart and paused as she knelt between Kelly’s thighs staring down at the sticky mess oozing from her pussy. “You sure?” Kelly said as she looked at Suzi. “Have never been so sure in my life,” said Suzi, “I just want to fix this moment in my memory,” and with that dived in slurping and licking. Roger had sat in the corner licking his balls and cock clean after an almost satisfactory mating with his usual human bitch, though being young could have done with a longer mating. Looking over he saw that the new human was hiding her head between his bitch’s thighs with her ass in the air, the scent coming from the pair was intoxicating so he wandered over to investigate further.
Suzi was trying to drive her tongue deeper into Kelly’s pussy when she felt the nudges from Roger’s nose, and before she had time to react felt his weight as he lifted up and tried to mount her. The only thing stopping Roger from achieving his goal were the thin cotton trousers that Suzi was wearing. The back of the thin material covering her ample ass was quickly soaked with Roger’s pre-cum as he thrust his rapidly hardening cock, becoming more agitated as he tried to find an opening. Suzi lifted her head, her face covered in cum and juices, and moaned loudly, “Kelly he is trying to mount me” “Let him,” Kelly replied panting from the effects of Suzi’s eager tongue, which compared to the few lesbian encounters she had enjoyed over the years, ranked as one of the most enthusiastic.
Breaking from her lickings Suzi leant her head on Kelly’s tummy to brace herself and reaching back on either side hooked her thumbs into her waistband. With a wiggle and a shuffle, she managed to pull them down to her knees along with her panties but progress was made difficult by Roger’s continuing attempts to mount. Eventually it was almost like Roger got the idea of what Suzi was trying to do as he moved away allowing Suzi to stand for a moment and step out of one leg. Before she could free her other leg Roger almost pushed her back to all fours. Pushing her ass up in a wanton display of lust Suzi moaned loudly, “fuck me.” Roger clearly understood the command as he rose up and grabbed Suzi’s hips and tried to bury himself in his new bitch's body. Suzi could feel the cock sliding along her ass and whined in frustration as Roger kept missing his mark, but to her relief she felt Kelly reach under and guide Roger into her soaked pussy. A long guttural moan issued forth from Suzi’s lips as the only other cock, apart from her ex-husband’s, penetrated her flesh, and it was the only penetration she had experienced in 3 years. Suzi was unprepared for how big Roger was and how hot his cock felt as he drove home, and to her shock she orgasmed after just a few strokes. Roger was oblivious to Suzi’s orgasm and continued to fuck with a frenzy only his species can, causing orgasm after orgasm to flash through Suzi’s body.
Kelly watched in awe as she witnessed for the first time the true beauty of someone else being fucked and what made it doubly exciting was she knew exactly what Suzi was feeling. Kelly could see that Roger was now trying to knot and to help she leant forward and whispered in Suzi’s ear, “just relax,” but Suzi was too far gone to listen. Kelly felt under and started to rub Suzi’s clit bringing about another orgasm followed by the slight relaxation of her pussy afterwards. Roger sensed his opportunity and with a mighty thrust forced his knot inside ready to breed and Suzi’s scream seemed loud enough to be heard miles away as she writhed and jerked under Roger. Once he was firmly lodged inside Roger swelled and locked before sending jets of hot seed into Suzi’s pussy as his knot throbbed and pulsed against her g-spot. Roger now lifted his leg and turned until ass to ass, causing his knot to rotate inside Suzi’s highly sensitive pussy. No words could describe the feelings rushing round Suzi’s body as she orgasmed for what seemed like the hundredth time before slipping into a semi stupor with Roger still lodged inside her. It was a full 30 minutes later before Roger shrivelled enough to slip out of Suzi’s battered pussy leaving her face down on Kelly’s kitchen floor. Propping her friend up Kelly held a glass of water to Suzi’s lips and asked nervously, “are you OK?”
Suzi stared at her friend slightly out of focus, but with a huge soppy grin on her face as she said, “I want that every day for the rest of my life,”
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Princess Bitch
She couldn’t believe her father had left that damn dog in the backyard. A poor little stray was one thing, but this beast was another entirely. He had to be the biggest mastiff she’d ever seen, a literal barrel of a chest swelling under a huge head – a long tongue handing out the side of his snout and almost touching the cement by the pool as he lazed in the shade as if he owned the place.
When her dad had left for his meeting, he’d told her to keep the back gate shut tight and not to go out in the backyard since the dog wasn’t used to her yet. The dog outweighed her by at least 100 pounds. Great advice, but there were two problems: #1, she was spoiled rotten, and whatever didn’t go along with her plans didn’t go anywhere – and #2, today the Princess was planning a whole day out by the pool getting a strong start on her summer tan. Her school was officially out yesterday, and nothing was getting in the way of her ‘first day of summer vacation ritual’ – not her father, not his damn philanthropy, and CERTAINLY not a damn dog.
She’d just turned 18 a month ago, and she had the body that every woman thinks every man wants (and that every woman also hates her for): huge tits, a waist that would make Scarlett O’Hara enviously green and perfectly peachy ass. She always sunbathed in the nude – the Princess abides by no tan lines. She had the house to herself for at least the next four hours and was determined that no tan line would ever mar the transcendent perfection she saw as her body.
She had to put something on to wear out the backdoor and down the porch steps as she wouldn’t be completely out of sight from the neighbors until she hit the lawn. She put on her favorite bikini (that her father didn’t know she owned). It’s a blood-red bikini with only strings attached to two small postage stamp-sized patches that barely covered her nipples (but certainly not her areola). It also had a thong that held up the smallest triangle of fabric ever made, which was, in theory, meant to cover the front of her completely shaved pussy.
This suit always turned her on. She knew what she looked like in this suit. She remembered that legendary pool party she had one hot summer night last year when her father was out of town. After that, no alter was erected in her honor in the football team’s locker room.
Looking at herself in the mirror before she went downstairs, she felt that familiar wetness moistening the insides of her thighs. It almost seemed as if a hot breath was undulating out of her pussy. She slid her fingers under the triangle momentarily, pinching her swelling clit and bending her knees to push her hips out and heighten the sensation. Her large nipples were already swelling, and she pulled a postage stamp aside to pinch her left nipple and twist it painfully between her first two fingers.
She grabbed her goody bag to take down to the pool with her. She was horny as hell, and she decided she might as well work up a sweat while she was getting that fabulous tan. Before she left her bedroom, she went into her closet and found the innocuous-looking bag that held all manner of dildos, vibrators, and other sex toys. She was having some fun this afternoon. She was an exhibitionist at heart. Even though she knew the high fence surrounding her backyard would obscure her view, the idea that she would be completely naked and masturbating wantonly out in the open sent another little electric thrill deep into her cunt.
When she walked outside, the dog seemed to watch her as if he knew what she was thinking. DAMN. She’d forgotten about that damn dog again.
She couldn’t get over how ridiculously HUGE he was, and he didn’t look like he probably smelled too good either. She could see his dick sliding quickly into view at the sight of her, and she was surprised at her reaction to that. Instead of disgust, she knew she should be feeling at the idea of the big hairy beast lusting after her. She could feel her instant physiological reaction – her pussy going from very damp too so damn wet that she could hear it squishing between her thighs every time she took a step.
Even the idea that he might be dirty turned her on that much more. God knows where he’d been. She immediately knew what she would do and knew it was disgusting and unnatural. Ironically, that’s what the girl liked about it. She’d read stories about women that enjoyed this sort of thing before. While she always thought that sort of urge MUST be wrong, she couldn’t help but always be aroused when she got to the part about the big dog taking the pussy attached to the slut who was down on all fours, begging for him to make her his bitch with his big fat doggy cock.
She went to the chaise lounge and was out of her suit in two quick motions. Naked, she sat down and leaned back. She opened her goody bag and took out three clothespins. She clipped one onto each hard nipple, hissing in the air as the sharp pain shot through her tits and down to her clit, causing it to begin throbbing. She was going to save that last clip for later. She rubbed her sopping pussy, circling her clit in slow, lazy strokes. After a few short moments, she began to smell her juices as they leaked out of her hole faster, and just at the moment she realized she was more pungent, so did the dog.
Immediately he was up and galloping around the side of the pool to where she lay with her legs spread wide, her fingers now sliding deep into her pussy. Just as the dog skidded to an eager stop next to her, she pulled her fingers out, and he greedily licked them clean. She could see his eyes beginning to glaze over – animal instinct was a powerful thing. She pulled her fingers away from him, and he followed them in a trance straight to her spread cunt. Without missing a beat, he flung himself face-first between her legs.
His long tongue seemed as though it had been made to snake deep into her pussy – as deep as she could imagine any cock going. Each stroke began with the dog’s pistoning that tongue into her, and it ended with almost an artistic and very satisfying swirl around her clit.
She had started so wet already, and her clit had been so hard and distended at the thought of what she’d planned to do that she was cumming hard in the dog’s mouth very quickly. The harder she came, the deeper the dog licked, immediately setting her off again. Just as she was beginning to get dizzy from cumming so hard and for so long so quickly, she turned her head to see that his cock was now fully erect. She’d never seen anything like it. SO BIG! It was at least ten inches long and so thick that she nearly came again just at the thought of what her pussy would feel like as it was stretched around that thick, red, slimy cock.
She leaped to her feet, and the dog began growling, thinking she was planning an escape. “Yes, you fucking nasty mutt, you’re going to make me your bitch,” she snarled back at him. She pulled the mat off her nest and threw it on the cement beside the chaise.
She dropped to her knees on the softer surface and pulled an inflated pool toy under her abdomen on which she could cradle her horny little body. She laid her arms on the lounge and spread her legs wide. She immediately felt the dog snuffling at her pussy, as if trying to insert its snout directly into her cunt.
Then he was on her. She was pinned beneath him as he reared up on his back legs and put his paws on the lounge on either side of her arms. She felt him humping the air furiously, desperately trying to get his huge cock into her aching cunt. She couldn’t move her arms to help guide him, but she lifted her ass higher, hoping it would give him an easier target. He hit home.
He was so eager to fuck her that he jammed his cock into his growing knot, growling lowly as she screamed in pain and pleasure at the ferocious invasion. He humped her at lightning speed, now beginning to whine and snarl, snapping at the air in his frenzy to split her open with his cock. She pushed eagerly back against him, feeling his knot brushing her clit roughly with each stroke. She wanted to feel her cum dripping down his shaft as he fucked her. She could finally slide one arm underneath her body and remembered that last clothespin. It was lying on the cement just under the chaise and, luckily, in a direction within her reach.
She grabbed it and could feel the orgasm building at the idea of what would happen. She opened the clip, reached down, positioned it over her clit, and let go. A terrific pain shot through her cunt, and immediately the orgasm began. She screamed and convulsed as she felt the waves wash over her.
She began ejaculating around his huge cock, and she came for so long that she began to be afraid that she might lose consciousness – it just wouldn’t stop – partly because the knot that had earlier been stroking her clit was now making its way slowly into her. The dog’s strokes were building in intensity, and she could sense his desperation to fully fuck his knot into her.
She again began pushing back hard into him, and after a few moments, she started giving the clothespin on her clit a quick little twist or tug with every few strokes of the giant cock working its way through her. The knot was about halfway in, and she couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed the clothespin and twisted it fiercely, causing another mind-numbing orgasm to grip her body. As her pussy gripped convulsively on his cock it seemed to set off the dog, and instead of being pushed out of her hole, he became even more excited. With a loud yelp, he shoved with all his might, and his knot lodged in her ravaged pussy.
She moaned like the whore she was and ground herself into him. She was now lost in a daze of abusive, painful, and completely satisfying sex. She did not hear the car pull up in the driveway as the dog worked himself up into a frenzy and shot his hot cum through her cervix, setting off what she thought was her last orgasm. She did not hear the car door slam… or the back gate open. She heard the shoes crunching on the gravel as they stopped just a few steps away.
She realized that her attitude about this dog staying around a bit longer dramatically changed as she opened her eyes and looked up. She was still lost in the daze of being so thoroughly fucked. She was subsequently so exhausted and completely satisfied that she couldn’t feign horror, embarrassment, or chagrin at the sight of her father standing there with his hardening cock thickening in his hand.
“Hi, Honey,” he said. “Daddy’s home early. Can I be next?”
The End.
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My very first experience with a dog occurred years ago, when I was younger. We had a family dog, a pitbull, who was an absolute sweetheart. He was playful, gentle, and loved to be loved. At some point, I remember I had just gotten out of the shower and I was wearing a nightgown and he happened to follow me into my room. I started petting him and rubbing him and he put his nose under my nightgown and started smelling around my panties, nosing into my pussy, licking over the cloth, and I felt immediate arousal. I wasn’t too sure at first, but eventually I pulled my underwear aside and he dove in. It felt amazing and I could only stand there and let him have his fill. Ever since then, I was hooked and took the time to bring him into my room from time to time and let him taste me. I loved the feeling of his long tongue pleasuring me and occasionally dipping into my pussy; it was a feeling like no other. Eventually, my parents had to give him away as we could no longer care for him and I was saddened at the loss of my friend, but the memories we had together, both sexual and not, always stayed with me.
Now some years later and I have my own little dog pack. A male white german shepherd, a female lab, and a male border collie/vizsla mix. I love them all to death, their my little furry family. My little mix is about 3 years old now and has been showing interest in me and tonight we finally had our first time together.
He’s on the small side so he’s not very big, but I still loved feeling him. Since we first started trying to get physical, I made sure to let him know there was a specific room designated for sex so he wouldn’t try to get frisky outside of it. I always bring him in to eat and tonight he let me know he wanted to be intimate. He came to me, nosed at my crotch, and stood in front of the door to the room and stared at me. Eventually, I opened the door and he walked straight in and I closed the door behind us. He immediately got excited and waited for me to get down, already anticipating. We played around a bit, he was rubbing against me and I pet him and called him a good boy. And then, the mounting began. We had never managed to get him to penetrate me before, but he finally managed. Unfortunately, he didn’t get to knot me, but there’s always next time.
He got on my back and gripped tightly about my waist and thrust, searching, and he found his mark and fucked me anally—he can’t reach my pussy. It felt wonderful. One moment, I felt him probing and suddenly, with a big thrust, he was pounding into me. It was such a new sensation for me as I’ve never done anal before. He pulled out when he finished and took a break. I pet him all over, telling him how good he was, loving him and thanking him for the experience. I thought that would be it, but suddenly he jumped up and started trying to mount me again. I got on all fours for him again and after a few tries and with some help, he was taking me again and I was so excited to be getting fucked by him again, feeling as he thrust in and out of my hole and feeling his cum dripping down my legs. He got off when he was done and licked my backside. Again, we took a breather and I loved on him again for the experience—petting him, hugging him, kissing him. A few minutes later and I figure we’re done. As I move to get up, he jumps me again. I have no complaints, obviously, and immediately get down and present myself for him. He begins mounting me again and I help him, and once again he’s inside me and pounding my ass. I was in heaven, I was getting fucked for the third time already and I was enjoying myself. This time when he finished, he remained on my back, resting, as his cock slipped out of me. I could tell he was done for good this time. I could feel the spurts of his cum hitting my backside and the rest dripping out of my ass. After a while he slipped off and laid down and, of course, I made sure to love on him and give him my thanks once again. When he was rested up, I got up and he headed to the door, ready to be let outside again. I gave him one last hug and let him out.
Now, as I type this, I’m turned on just thinking about the wonderful experience we just shared and I can’t wait for us to be intimate again.
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Andrea knew what was going on. How couldn’t she? They weren’t even trying to hide it anymore. He would get up out of bed in the middle of the night and walk straight down to her room, no concern for sneaking. He didn’t even bother closing the door.
At first Andrea didn’t know how to feel. It took her a while to accept the reality of it, but the moans of pleasure echoing down the hall were pretty undeniable. Then she felt hurt. He was cheating on her, after all. But she couldn’t bring herself to confront him about it. He still seemed to love her and everyone was always in a pleasant mood. There was no hostility. In fact, they were all getting along better than ever.
But as Andrea lay in bed, listening to the panting and grunting and moaning and the patter of colliding flesh, arousal began to creep into the back of her mind. A part of her said it was wrong. It was wrong for them to be doing it, and it was wrong for her to be thinking about it this way. But another part of her couldn’t help but imagine what they looked like. His strong hard body over her delicate young frame. It became all she could think about while lying in bed. And then she started to feel her body’s response to her thoughts. The warmth emanating from her core. The heaviness of her breath. The wet drip between her legs. Without even realizing it her fingers would creep over her stomach and onto the warm mound of flesh from which her pleasure radiated.
Masturbating to the sounds of their carnal passion was never her plan, but it did become her routine. Every night when he would slip away for his extramarital nocturnal encounter, Andrea would in turn slip her pajama bottoms off her hips, and finger herself while listening to her husband fuck someone else. She would always try to cum at the same time as them, though it was hard to judge.
But then late one summer night, she finally worked up the courage to see this act of lovemaking with her own eyes. After her husband left the room, and she could hear the now familiar sounds of sex, she too crept out of bed, though being much quieter and more discreet than he. The noises of love grew louder and louder as she neared the room down the hall, and when she finally approached the doorway, peering inside, she saw them. Katie, her daughter, was on her elbows and knees, right in the middle of her bed, naked, covered in sweat and mouth agape, as her equally nude father kneeled behind her, pumping his daughter’s pussy full of his cock. The sight of the incestuous pairing made Andrea’s knees weak, and she leaned against the door frame for support. Her own cunt was now soaking wet. Her crotch felt as if it was on fire.
Her husband fucking their daughter was the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed. Soon she was almost fully nude herself, discarding her pajamas in the hall floor. One hand worked her throbbing clit while the other fondled her heaving breasts. She didn’t know if they knew she was watching them. At this point she didn’t even care. The hurt she once felt in her gut was now replaced with lust. She began muttering encouragements to her husband under her breath, still cautious not to alarm them. “Ugh, fuck her. Fuck the little slut. Make her cum on your cock. Fill her pussy up baby. Give her what she wants.”
Then her husband’s grunting became louder, his thrusts harder, as he hunched over his daughter’s back and began to cum inside of her. The feeling of her father’s warm cum rushing into her vagina triggered Katie’s own orgasm, as the walls of her cunt gripped her daddy’s cock and pulsed along his shaft. The simultaneous climax of pleasure sent Andrea over the edge, as her thighs began to quiver and her hips bucked. Her vagina practically gushed fluids, and they ran down her legs into what was almost a small puddle on the floor, as she rode through one of the strongest orgasms of her life.
When all fluids were expelled and everyone was satisfied, all three of them came down from their orgasms together. But while her husband collapsed on top of their daughter, and the pair cuddled on the sheets of Katie’s bed, Andrea quietly stepped away from the door and began down the hall to her own bedroom. She didn’t know if her husband would eventually return to their marital bed, but she knew he and their daughter shared something special, and she had no desire to disrupt it.
And then she remembered, her son Eric would be returning from college for the summer to spend a couple months at home. A wicked grin spread across her face as she thought of the possibilities.
- A Maternal Affair
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So this past weekend I told my wife I was going out of town to go see a baseball game. She believed me what really was happening was I rented a hotel room for the weekend. My daughter and I were planning on having sex all weekend. We took different cars and got there different times. She woke me up the first night with a blowjob I fucked her ass that night something her mother never let's happen. We had sex the next day as well. The last time we had sex I so badly wanted to cum in her. She's not on BC right now changed to a different one. So when I got close to cumming I whispered in her ear daddy is going to cum inside you baby get ready. She was excited when I said that asked what took so long dad cum in your baby girl give me a baby. I flipped her into missionary and shot my load up into my baby girl. I CREAMPIED MY DAUGHTER AND IT WAS AMAZING.
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